Incest Mother, Son and Taboo

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Mother, Son and Taboo

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Arun and his mother Neema have been in an incestuous relationship for the past 5 months. This story is an introduction to their wicked sexual adventure.

It all started with Neema's doubts of her husband having an affair being confirmed, and Arun's growing proximity with his mother ended up in the two falling for each other.
Deepak, her husband, was rich, and he did make sure Neema had everything. But cheating on her was more than what she could take. She could never forgive him.
She knew her husband was losing his interest on her, and she always felt her husband was cheating on her. The last couple of years were full of pain and misery.
What was more haunting was that she would not get a divorce easily. Deepak had an image to maintain. Also, nobody in her family or her husband's family was going to support her. They all forced her to forget the issue and adjust.
Deepak knew his relationship with Neema was over. He had however begged and convinced Neema to still share the room and bed with him, so that everybody, including their son, would think nothing is wrong between them.
She was hurt and lost, and that is when she found a life saver in her son.
Arun was never really close with his mother, and they hardly ever shared their problems. But seeing his mother upset, he made the effort to cheer her up. Little did they know they would actually be fucking each other in just one week's time.
It all happened so quick, neither of them actually knew what really caused the turn of events. They did sleep together that eventful night, but it was only because Deepak was out of town, and Neema did not want to be alone.
Never ever did Neema think that casually asking his son about his relationship status, would result in them discussing about their sex lives, and ultimately lead to her spreading her legs for her very own son.
Arun, at least, always had the hots for his mother, but for a conservative housewife like Neema, it was just unexpected and completely un-thought of.
Neema was addicted to the new friend she found in her son. He had a special charm and a well built body for a guy of his age. This along with the lack of sex Neema had for more than two years, pushed her into imagining her son as just another young man, who would do a MILF like her a whole lot of good.
And she was not wrong one bit. Her son has been fucking her everyday for the last 5 months, and he does not stop until his mother cums, at-least twice.
In fact, the very first time Arun fucked his mother, his 7 inched brown dick, stretched her pussy by at-least a good 3 inches. By the time they were done for the night, the entire length of his manhood was sliding in and out of his mother's visibly loosened pussy hole.
Deepak had no idea about what was going on in his house. He was never going to, in his wildest dreams, think his son would be fucking his wife.
Deepak would still take Neema out for functions, and introduce her to everybody as his wife. While Neema had completely moved on, and was getting laid by her own son.
They were a moderately modern family, and it showed in Neema's dressing too. She would mostly wear t-shirts and leggings or tracks at home, and otherwise some plain kurti with cotton pants. She also had some sexy tank tops in her wardrobe. But it did not matter much now.
Neema would, now, walk around the house completely naked, and Arun made sure he appreciated his mother's kind gesture. He worked extra hard to guarantee each and every milli-metre of his mother's body was loved.

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They would watch porn together, fuck as they watch porn and even eat as they watch porn.

Most days they ate naked, and on the bed. Some days they would eat nothing at all, after Neema ends up getting pounded on the kitchen table, instead of cooking a meal.
Neema was 42 and Arun 21. Arun had completed college, but he still had papers to clear. He was largely chilling at home until problems happened in the family. And pretty soon he went from lazing around to working overtime, to give his mother sinful satisfaction.
Arun's thick fuck-pole had taken the virginity of quite a few girls in his college. It was only a matter of time before he was tempted to ask his mother for her Virgin Ass-Hole.
Neema was on all fours the moment her son asked for it, and Arun fucked his mother's ass, on the floor, in doggy style. He grabbed her by her hair, hurting her with his strong pull, as he drilled her tight back door.
Neema felt so much pain that day, she thought she could never walk again. There was a gaping hole in her butt. Still, the orgasmic pleasure she had, was enough to make her wish that it was her well hung son who had fucked her pussy for the first time too, years ago. And not her husband.
Arun would graciously accept he was his mother's sex toy. Neema would easily agree that she was her son's cum bucket.
Neema had been taking birth control pills ever since her son had been fucking her, and Arun used a condom on her just twice. He loved filling his mother's holes with his thick white cum.
Arun would send Neema pictures of big black cocks, and tease her about re-marrying somebody who has a real dick.
Neema would erotically reply, that her new young boyfriend is a real man, and she just hopes no slut chick steals him from her.
They were having a great time together, but they wanted a little more than just that now.
They wanted to live like a proper couple, a proper husband and wife. And to begin with, Neema suggested to go on a honeymoon with her son. As much as it sounded disgusting, it was unbelievably arousing too.
Neema had been thinking of places to go, they just had to be careful with the plan. Deepak had to be convinced why both Neema and Arun had to leave, and also why he was not needed.
While planning happened on one side, Neema and Arun continued with their marathon fucking sessions.
Neema would sneak out of her room in the middle of the night, and meet Arun on the terrace. Where they would make out like all horny college couples, with the fear and excitement of getting caught.
Arun wanted to fuck her on the open, in broad day light, but Neema wasn't there just yet. They would definitely do it during their honeymoon, she told him.
Truth be told, Neema looked like she had just crossed 30, and with Arun's tough looks, they actually looked like a married couple together. Nobody would ever guess they were mother and son.
"I am going to book us a room as Mr & Mrs.Arun, just wait until I have you there." Neema would say planning the honeymoon.
Neema used all her experience to give Arun maximum pleasure, while Arun used all his kinky twisted thoughts to make his mother crave nasty sex.
Neema had a size of 34-24-36. Her thick ass was the trophy and it was an amazing round piece of meat. It projected out a bit, and Arun enjoyed slapping his mother's ass cheeks.
He found delight in putting his mother in uneasy situations. Sometimes grabbing her butt when his dad was just meters away. Or flashing his dick out while Neema was talking to his dad.
Neema certainly made him pay too. Her son might have been happily fucking her, but she knew he never wanted any of his friends to have the slightest idea.
To get back at him, she would grab his cock, and stroke him hard while he talked to his friends over phone, making him struggle to hide his moans. That could be actually considered harmless, though.
But Neema also waited for Arun to go out with his friends, only for her to send him nudes, giving him a raging hard-on immediately. Now, no son can neglect his mother's naked pictures.
Neema & Arun would go for movies together, sit hand in hand like a couple and share a stick ice-cream just to taste each other's saliva. Neema even stroked Arun's cock once, inside the theater. They always wanted to do hotter things in public, but just stayed away from trouble, for now.
They would go shopping together, select each other sexy clothes and make out inside the trial room. Arun, on one occasion, even brought one of Neema's used dirty panties to the store, and left it in the inner wear section. He really wished somebody would buy that pink gem soaked in his mother's juices.
Deepak had enough money, and he still shared all his wealth with his wife, Neema. Also, he was unhappy Arun had not cleared his papers on time, and would give him very little pocket money.
But it did not matter anymore. Arun just had to lick his mummy's pussy clean, to have his purse filled. And when he needed more, he would lick his mother's butt-hole. Life was simple.
So basically Arun now owned his dad's money, and also his dad's wife. He had access to everything his dad had, and more. Arun, too, thought of this every time he fucked his mother's ass.

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I don't think we have a lot of options. Not many places we can go without raising unnecessary doubts. Let's go to Goa if it is ok for you. We can tell Deepak we are attending a function or something. A couple of my childhood friends are settled there." said Neema to Arun.

"Well I don't mind. Anywhere I don't have to call you mummy is fine!!" Arun quickly replied.
An Indian mother and son, who were, even until a few months ago, just caring and respectful like every other mother and son, were now going to celebrate their honeymoon in Goa.
22 years after her marriage, Neema had found a new meaning to her life. And Arun thoroughly enjoyed giving his mother the sensual pleasure she desired for.

Neema and her son, Arun, were only a few hours away from going on their wicked incestful honeymoon trip.

Neema lied to her husband, Deepak, about attending the wedding of her old schoolmate Alisha's daughter, in Goa. And Arun would be accompanying her.
Deepak had met Alisha during one of the family get-together in Neema's school, and he offered to go along, and attend the functions with her. He even suggested it was best Arun stayed home, as he had his supply exams two weeks later.
"Please, Deepak. Let us not fight over this, and make our relationship even more sour." Neema was smart enough to know this would end the conversation, when Deepak started to insist. There was no way he would risk fighting with her.
Over the months, falling in love with her own son had helped Neema forgive her husband to an extent. She was in-fact grateful to him, for cheating on her, because that was the only reason she discovered a lover in her son. Neema now used Deepak's infidelity as a trump card, to great advantage, winning every situation.
"I am happy you are stuffing in all those sexy bikinis and inner-wear I selected for you, from the online store. But seriously, you wont need them, Mummy." Arun said looking at his mother pack her bag.
"What makes you think I am going to let you wear any clothes, anyway. You are going to be naked throughout the trip." Arun teased Neema.
It was a 3 day trip, and they were going to have 2 full nights in Goa. But, that was not going to stop Neema from giving her son a sample dose of her freshly shaven love-hole.
"Now where is my new red thong..." she acted like asking herself, as she stripped out of her cotton pants.

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I am happy you are stuffing in all those sexy bikinis and inner-wear I selected for you, from the online store. But seriously, you wont need them, Mummy." Arun said looking at his mother pack her bag.

"What makes you think I am going to let you wear any clothes, anyway. You are going to be naked throughout the trip." Arun teased Neema.

It was a 3 day trip, and they were going to have 2 full nights in Goa. But, that was not going to stop Neema from giving her son a sample dose of her freshly shaven love-hole.

"Now where is my new red thong..." she acted like asking herself, as she stripped out of her cotton pants.

"Sniff it!!" Neema almost ordered, as Arun pulled her thong down her legs.

They were going to Goa, in the afternoon flight, the next day. They reached the airport well on time, and were standing in line for the security check. Neema, dressed like a film star, looked absolutely stunning, and was getting a lot of attention.

She was oozing hotness, in a low-neck, sleeveless black body-con dress, that had straps thinner than that of a bra. Her thick booty projected out more than usual, and there were no panty-lines over her yummy butt.

Arun, standing behind his mother, and lusting for her fat ass, already knew she was wearing no panties, but had a strapless bra over her bust.

The rest of her admirers, carefully undressing her in their minds, had however easily confirmed she wore no inner-wear, at all. More predominantly due to the fact that Neema's nipples happily poked out of her dress. She was horny and excited, and keenly looking forward to spending time with her son.

Arun had a grin on his face, thinking how his mother looked just an hour ago. When his dad waved them goodbye, as they got into a taxi, Neema was wearing a full length yellow kurti & blue tights. Until she shockingly removed it, revealing her tight black cleavage showing dress.

"I want everybody to envy you." Neema whispered, seductively, in Arun's ears, as the taxi driver looked at her through the rear-view mirror. He was desperately hoping she gave away more of her creamy assets.

Neema never looked her age, and now in a sexy body fitting dress, she looked even younger, and extremely voluptuous. She had also straightened her hair recently, and nobody would believe she had a son as old as Arun.

"Please walk through the scanner, one more time, Ma'am." the officer at the security check instructed Neema. The scanner beeped non-stop every time she tried walking through. And on each occasion, the officer and passengers ogled at her thick, hourglass shaped body.

A senior officer joined the scene, and informed Neema they cannot waste anymore time, and will have to check her body. She tried telling she is not carrying anything, and everything including her wedding ring are already on the box in the officer's table.

Neema had stopped wearing her wedding ring, once she caught her husband stray. But, she started using it again after she noticed that her son fucked her harder, when she had the ring on her finger.

"It could be your inner-wear, Ma'am. You know about the kind of panties these days." the senior officer, said in a blunt tone, further explaining that the scanner has marked an area around her lower waist.

"But, I am not wearing any, Sir. I do not have anything below my waist, under my clothes." Neema said, very softly, hoping no one else will hear.

"I am sorry , Ma'am. I cannot hear you." the senior officer said, slyly moving the mic towards Neema.

"I am not wearing any panties, Sir." Neema finished saying, to be greeted by loud laughter, and teasing claps by her fellow passengers. It was obvious everybody around believed she wore nothing underneath her dress, but the officers wanted her to tell it.

Arun did not know how to intervene. He understood his mother was being humiliated, but was not sure what he could do about it. He also felt his dick harden, when he heard the guy standing behind him call her a 'horny bitch'.

Neema looked flushed, as both the officers smiled at her, almost peeping into her dress, trying to bless themselves with a deeper view of her inviting cleavage.

Announcing the non-availability of a female officer on duty, the two male officers started to check Neema's body. They started doing a pat down, together, and with her dress hugging on to her body, it almost felt like the officers had their hands on her busty bare body.

"Guess you have dressed ready to be served the moment you land in Goa..." the senior officer humbled Neema, caressing her wide hips, acting like he was searching her body.

"I think it is the pills I have been taking, Sir." Neema confessed to the officers, a little taken aback by their sudden crudeness.

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Neema was tired of taking birth control pills every now and then. And since the last month, she had been using imported pills, that work for close to three weeks. The downside was the high metallic content in them, and that was what caused the body scanning machine to beep.

The officers exchanged a few words, secretly, in between them, immediately after Neema told her about her new pills. And, much to Neema's horror and delight of the passengers, the officers informed she will have to be checked inside the cabin.

The cabin was basically a small room, right next to the body scanner, and had a green curtain instead of a door. The officers conveniently left the curtain open, claiming it was airport policy when the search was not done by a lady officer.

They told Neema it is better if she cooperates, and don't force them to strip search her outside the cabin. She did not have a lot of options. Each time she thought about reacting, she was worried if the trip would have to be cancelled.

Neema was still right in front of the eager audience, and everybody, including Arun, continued watching as the officers started to 'search' her body. Basically, she was just being touched inappropriately, but with her silent consent.

Without wasting anymore time, after making her sit on the wooden table, they pulled down the straps of her dress, forcing her red colored, ultra thin strapless bra to be on display. The onlookers, who had been closely observing her body, were surprised to know she wore a bra.

Her bra made sure her boobs stayed well hung, and kept them firm. And one could not be blamed if he felt she looked more beautiful with a bra on her, than without one.

But the very next second, the officers lowered her bra, just sliding the cups down, and exposing her naked tits.

They had also raised the bottom part of her dress, unveiling her glorious moist cunt, and the only portion of her body that was covered was her fleshy stomach.

The officers groped and fondled Neema's boobs, claiming they were just checking if anything was hidden in between her ripe melons.

The junior officer, then, pushed in two of his rough fingers inside Neema's wet pussy, asking her how often she visits Goa. He soon made way for three fingers of his senior, who very gleefully asked Neema what her rate was.

"You look like an expensive slut. Your clients must be very very rich." Neema was being exploited, but deep inside she was loving every bit of it. She thought about the days, before she started having sex with her own son. The days she felt she should get back at her cheating husband, by sleeping with random men.

Neema was dripping already, moaning loudly, and had just ejaculated, when she heard the beep sound of the handheld metal detector.

"It is beeping more around her ass, Sir." the junior officer passed the information on to his superior.

"Sit on all fours!!" the senior officer instructed Neema, in a harsh tone, as the watching crowd cheered. Everybody would have thought about giving her a hard doggy, right there.

"How much do you charge for a night??" the senior officer asked her again, parting her ass-cheeks wide, and touching her brown ass-hole. Arun used to ask his mother the same question, when he talked dirty during sex. But here, Neema was almost taken against her will, and was being slut shamed.

"OOOhhhh!!" Neema let out a loud groan, as the metal detector disappeared inside her butt-hole, a few seconds later. She had her backdoor penetrated regularly by her young son, but this was totally unexpected, and the device was at-least three times thicker than his cock.

"Maybe we should replace the metal detector with somebody's fist. How about we call in somebody from the long list of happy passengers. They would love it." the officers sounded evil.

"How about we ask the young guy, in grey shorts, standing right in front of the line... He won't mind putting his fist inside this pricey meat." the senior officer asked Neema, pointing his fingers at Arun, unaware of his identity.

"He is my son, Sir. I am travelling with him." Neema replied, breathing heavily. She had climaxed for the third time in under five minutes, and was squirting on the table, now.

The officers had until then thought Neema was travelling alone, and they had things under control. But this was a problem, and they knew it was trouble. They quickly helped her put her clothes back in order, and declared her clean, much to the disappointment of the men watching.

"We are very sorry your mother had to be searched, Sir." the senior officer had a face that said he was willing to do anything, to keep this a secret, as he apologized to Arun.

"That is completely okay, Sir. I totally understand. And security is top priority." Arun said, leaving the officers bewildered. They were worried the mother & son were going to initiate action against them. But, only Neema and Arun knew how much they both enjoyed it.

Arun had heard Neema sneeze thrice, and he was aware of the fact that she sneezed each time she had a very intense orgasm. It was the first instance of another man, infact men, other than him and his dad, having their hands on his mother.

His mother was his lover, and he did feel a little angry and jealous to see her being felt up & used, and also given pleasure. But he was twisted enough to relish on it, and admit he enjoyed watching his mother's humiliation. This was after all a fantasy they had played out many times, during their lust filled, steamy fucking sessions.

They finally got inside the plane, but just 10 minutes after take-off, the air hostess informed Neema that the pilots wished to talk to her. And she was escorted to the cock-pit, as Arun watched clueless.

The pilots asked her if she was alright, and expressed their regret straightaway. But when Neema came out, 15 minutes later, her boobs bulged out more than before. And, her long hard nipples poked out clearly off her dress. Her shiny dark brown hair, too, seemed very messy.

"What happened inside, Ma'am?? asked the air hostess in a sleazy tone, as Neema walked back to her seat.

Arun did not have access to the exact details, but he could guess what must have happened. Neema's face looked red, and she had a shy smile on her face.

"What happened??" Arun asked his mother, looking straight at her bust. Her melons, without a bra, craved extra to be sucked.

"The pilots said they had a video of me, being searched inside the cabin." Neema quickly replied.

"And I just had to give them my bra, to make them delete it." Neema continued.

"How can you be so stupid, Mummy?? You could have said no!! There was no way they could have forced you. Maybe they did not even have the video." Arun was only pulling her leg, but Neema did not get it.

"They didnt exactly blackmail me, Arun. But I just did not want any..." Neema was trying hard to explain, when she noticed the hardness of her son's erect cock.

"I was just starting to wonder why you are so worried about your mother's modesty, today!!" Neema smirked, and bit her lips, when she realized her son had in-fact been finding satisfaction from his mother's degradation.

Neema still had white cum stuck on her thick red lips, and Arun could easily imagine how far this would have gone.

"I want to know the complete details, Mummy!!" Arun was already sure his mother had to show them her boobies, when she removed her bra. He had also confirmed she cleanly sucked their pricks. But, he wanted to know it all, for his own dirty gratification.

"And they took away my bra, but made me wear a pair of panties they gave me." Neema almost finished telling what happened inside the cock-pit.

"What?? That could be a very dirty pair, Mummy." Arun shook his head, saying she should have avoided it, but also looking over to her thighs, and checking if he can catch a glimpse of it.

"Wear the panties they give me & suck their cocks OR walk with a panty-less pussy that has their hot cum leaking out, were the options they gave me. And I really wanted to save my pussy for you. The only piece of meat going inside my mature pussy has to be you, Arun." Neema looked down at her son's extremely stiff erection.

Arun did not want to know any more. He had a clear picture of to what extent things had gone, and he was already leaking.

Not bothered about the other passengers in the flight, Neema put her hand inside Arun's shorts. She grabbed his dick first, but soon pressed his balls really hard, hurting him, with a naughty smile on her face.

Arun knew his mother loved it, when he talked about other men taking her. But, now, he was seriously thinking if she had a shameless filthy cock-monger inside her.

"By the way, Ma'am, the panties you are wearing, are mine!!" the young air hostess told Neema, while she served her food. And bending down a little too much, she further let Neema know, her red strapless bra was now over her rack.

Neema and her son, Arun's, secret honeymoon trip, seeking sensual fulfillment had only begun. They wanted to feel complete as a couple, but Neema had already been showered with affection, by at-least 4 other men.

And though in ways they never thought about, both, Neema and Arun had orgasmed more times than they expected to before they reached Goa.

By the time they had reached the resort, they booked for their stay, it was well past 7 in the evening. It was the peak season in Goa, and was very crowded.

The resort was by the beach, and comprised of a 6 storey building, as well as cottages, designed in the model of a shack. The shacks were a big hit among the young couples visiting the property, and were only meters away from the sea.

Neema & Arun, though not the traditional couple, chose to stay in one of these shacks. They really wanted to be adventurous during their honeymoon, and opted for the shacks that had no fixed doors. Only a very thin transparent fabric covered the entrance, and anybody could see through. Even the bathroom, in the side of the room, had no fixed walls.

It was as if the hotel management encouraged the guests to look inside the other rooms, and anybody who wanted to, could just stand by the non-existent door, and relish at the sight of the couple, inside, enjoying their private & intimate moments.

Arun started kissing his mother the moment they got inside their room. He could not hold back after having spent hours watching his mother's body being exploited, and thinking all about it. Neema herself was waiting to be pounced at, and had started removing her dress even before she entered the room.

By the time Arun got his shorts off, his mother had nothing on her body. Her red strapless bra, was already taken away inside the plane. And the pair of brown panties, she was forced to wear, by the pilots, was taken off by her, when she sat in the reception, itself, as Arun filled the check-in form.

Sitting in the chair, next to him, she pulled down her dirty, yet soaked, underwear. And left it on Arun's shorts, over his crotch, greatly surprising him. He was never used to this kinky side of his mother, and it was exciting him, even more.

"Do you want to keep it?? Maybe as a souvenir for everything that happened today." Neema asked Arun, in his ears.

"Wait. I will tell you. I have an idea. Put it in your handbag, now." Arun replied. He had seen his mother with other men, throughout the day, and he was okay with it, too. But, it was only now that he thought about how much his mother would have actually enjoyed it.

He was seriously wondering if her own humiliation had bought out the slutty tease hiding inside her, and this was just the beginning of greater sultry things to come. Whatever the answer was, Arun had started to wish he could see more men crave for his hot mother.

"Give it to the room-boy, as a tip." Arun told Neema, looking at the young guy, helping them with their bags.

Neema was in a hurry to undress herself, and submit herself to her son, and already had the straps of her low neck body-con dress down her shoulders. Her boobs popped out, considerably, and the young room-boy was turning around to steal a glimpse of the hot siren, throughout their 5 minute walk, from the main building to the cottage section.

She had caught him ogle at her, and though she covered her exposed hooters, in reflex, she never really wanted him to stop giving her attention. The hardness of his young cock, pushing out through his black uniform pants, clearly suggested how much the room-boy was enjoying the sight of Neema's assets.

"Wait!!" she said, as he was about to leave, keeping their bags on the small veranda, by the shack. Neema looked at Arun, one more time, and walked towards the room-boy.

Making her yellow handbag fall, on purpose, she bent down, to pick it up, revealing her irresistible deep cleavage to the stunned youngster. Neema looked straight into his eyes, for a good 5 seconds, making sure he had an unforgettable view of her.

Taking out the dirty pair of panties from her bag, she handed it to the room-boy, who gladly accepted it. It was the biggest tip he had ever received, and worth more than any amount of money, to him, then. He just couldn't wait to smell Neema, in it.

But, before he moved an inch, Neema went further closer, and took the panties back from him. Winking at him, she put her hand in his stiff pocket, touching his hard cock, with her soft hand, as she left the thin piece of fabric inside.