04-04-2020, 02:58 AM
Jyoti couldn't believe what was happening. When she remembered it was her own son licking her pussy she wanted to repel him. But the feeling he was giving her quickly pushed that idea away. Jyoti had never experienced such pleasure and her fingers soon entwined in Aarav's hair, not to dislodge him but to hold him in place.
Mr. Misra watched the illicit scene in the next room. Jyoti looked like a sex starved nymphomaniac, her head moving from side to side and her hips humping. Her son looked like a man dying of thirst, finding a pool of water to feast on. And then Jyoti let out a scream as she climaxed.
Aarav remained between his mother's twitching legs. He loved her smell and taste, continuing to inhale deeply between gentle licks. Jyoti's hands had dropped to her sides so Aarav was free to move his head, glancing up at his mother from time to time. But his hard-on had returned and Aarav wanted more. He moved up his mother's limp body until he was in position and then, without warning, pushed his hard cock all the way into his mother's cunt.
Jyoti opened her eyes and mouth at the unexpected feeling of a cock sliding into her pussy. But before she could protest, Aarav leaned forward and pressed his mouth to hers, his tongue going inside. Jyoti still wanted to protest, that is until Aarav pulled out and thrust his cock into her again. Instead of objecting, Jyoti's tongue sought out Aarav's and soon they began a passionate kiss. Not a mother/son kiss, but a full fledged lover's kiss.
When Aarav began ramming his cock in and out of his mother's pussy, Jyoti responded in kind, fucking her son. Her arms and legs wrapped around his body, making sure he couldn't escape -- not that Aarav had any intention of doing so. They were at it for 15 minutes, sweating and grunting as their bodies slapped together. And then Jyoti shrieked again a moment before her son let out a howl. Their bodies became still, except for the occasional twitch, as Aarav filled his mother's cunt with his incestuous sperm. From time to time Jyoti's vagina muscles clamped around her son's cock and Aarav's dick throbbed in response.
Aarav's cock eventually slipped out of his mother's pussy and he rolled onto his back, panting like he had just run a marathon. Jyoti lay in place, her legs spread and her son's sperm oozing from her pussy. She too was breathing hard. Jyoti rolled onto her side and looked at her son's sweaty face, she was not sure what she was feeling- sexual pleasure, humiliation, shame, embarrassment.
Mr. Misra was surprised at the turn of events. He did not expect this to go that far. As Jyoti regained some strength she climbed out of bed. She stood on shaky legs as her body was weak from her experience. Jyoti picked up her robe and panties. She looked at her son lying in bed, his eyes closed and his face an expression of total bliss. Jyoti placed her panties next to his head on the pillow. Without putting her robe on, Jyoti went back to her bedroom.
Mr. Misra watched the illicit scene in the next room. Jyoti looked like a sex starved nymphomaniac, her head moving from side to side and her hips humping. Her son looked like a man dying of thirst, finding a pool of water to feast on. And then Jyoti let out a scream as she climaxed.
Aarav remained between his mother's twitching legs. He loved her smell and taste, continuing to inhale deeply between gentle licks. Jyoti's hands had dropped to her sides so Aarav was free to move his head, glancing up at his mother from time to time. But his hard-on had returned and Aarav wanted more. He moved up his mother's limp body until he was in position and then, without warning, pushed his hard cock all the way into his mother's cunt.
Jyoti opened her eyes and mouth at the unexpected feeling of a cock sliding into her pussy. But before she could protest, Aarav leaned forward and pressed his mouth to hers, his tongue going inside. Jyoti still wanted to protest, that is until Aarav pulled out and thrust his cock into her again. Instead of objecting, Jyoti's tongue sought out Aarav's and soon they began a passionate kiss. Not a mother/son kiss, but a full fledged lover's kiss.
When Aarav began ramming his cock in and out of his mother's pussy, Jyoti responded in kind, fucking her son. Her arms and legs wrapped around his body, making sure he couldn't escape -- not that Aarav had any intention of doing so. They were at it for 15 minutes, sweating and grunting as their bodies slapped together. And then Jyoti shrieked again a moment before her son let out a howl. Their bodies became still, except for the occasional twitch, as Aarav filled his mother's cunt with his incestuous sperm. From time to time Jyoti's vagina muscles clamped around her son's cock and Aarav's dick throbbed in response.
Aarav's cock eventually slipped out of his mother's pussy and he rolled onto his back, panting like he had just run a marathon. Jyoti lay in place, her legs spread and her son's sperm oozing from her pussy. She too was breathing hard. Jyoti rolled onto her side and looked at her son's sweaty face, she was not sure what she was feeling- sexual pleasure, humiliation, shame, embarrassment.
Mr. Misra was surprised at the turn of events. He did not expect this to go that far. As Jyoti regained some strength she climbed out of bed. She stood on shaky legs as her body was weak from her experience. Jyoti picked up her robe and panties. She looked at her son lying in bed, his eyes closed and his face an expression of total bliss. Jyoti placed her panties next to his head on the pillow. Without putting her robe on, Jyoti went back to her bedroom.
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