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The first night



Most of the relatives left as we got into the last ritual; the first night. It wasn't a first night of my life but it is my first night with my new hubby Ramesh. I could not imagine the same kid who grew before me and on my breast milk is now entering my room as my hubby on my wedding night.

They finished all rituals and then took Ramesh to our room. Few minutes later, my dad gave me a glass of milk and escorted me to the room amidst all laughs.

It was a shaking moment for me. I am going to celebrate my firstnight with my own son. I am taking a glass of milk for him as if I am taking it to my hubby. My own son is my hubby.

My dad slowly pushed me into the room and quickly shut the door behind me. I could hear him locking it from outside.

I took a look at the room and saw Ramesh sitting on the bed that was decorated with lots of flowers. Just like on my first night.

I slowly walked towards him hesitantly. He got up and met me halfway. He took the glass, drank half the milk and gave me the other half to drink. He helped me lift the glass to my mouth as I slowly drank the milk blushing.

Then he said 'Thank you mother!'

I was dissappointed he called me mother. I told him' I am your wife now, call me Sumathi'

He said putting the glass on the table 'Thanks but you are still my mother'

'Then why did you marry me?' I was dissappointed.

'Because I want to marry my mother...I want to make love to my mother'

It was a dirty thing to hear for any mother but frankly I was more sexually aroused listening to those words. I sought of liked it too. I want

Ramesh to make love to me as my son rather as my husband.

Ramesh continued 'Our marriage is to make us hubby and wife only to the world. But in our family, we will still be mother and son. I will

still respect you as my mother. You also treat me as your son.'

I interrupted 'If you still my son, then how can I treat you as my husband?'

Ramesh said 'Don't treat me as you husband. Treat me as your son-lover. A son who has lust for your body.' I was shocked to hear it but it was kinky for me too. I figured out Ramesh wants to make love to his mother than to his wife. His marriage is just a stunt to keep the community quiet.

Ramesh then put his arms around me and hugged me. He hugged me like that many times before but this time it was different. It was as if my lover is hugging me.

He slowly then pushed his crotch against mine. I hit ecstacy. He then slowly parted and brought his face against mine. I looked at him as he did into my eyes and then to my lips as he leaned and grabbed my lips with his.

I thought I am in heaven. My own son is kissing me mouth to mouth passionately. 

He then started kissing all over my face; then my neck. 

Then he removed my pallu over my blouse covered breasts as I closed my eyes as I am into the first steps of getting myself naked before my son.

He kept kissing on my neck and slowly getting downwards onto my chest. Then he planted his kisses around the rim of my breast and then planted his kiss right on the slit between my breasts and ran his tongue in it. It was a great experience for me.

He then loosened the tangles of my saree by pulling them out of my pettycoat. I was a bit embarrassed initially but Ramesh's shameless pulling drew me away.He then threw the saree away from us. I closed my eyes as I could not feel myself standing with my underwear before my son's lustful eyes.

He then kissed me on the blouse between my breasts and slowly reached my naked stomach kissing it and to my belly button. Then all of a sudden he put his face on my crotch and took a deepbreath from the pettycoat cloth.

I felt very embarressed. He then spoke saying' I was dreaming to do this for years now mother' I could say nothing. He continued 'You smell great as I expected' He then held on to the thread to untie the knot that was holding my pettycoat.

I almost lost my breath for a while. My instincts took over to struggle to make him not to untie. Then I realised I am married to him.

Eventhough he is my son. He has a full rightful access to my body.

Before I finish my thought, I could feel Ramesh pushing the pettycoat down on my hips. His hands are gaining access to my naked hips and suddenly the pettycoat collapsed around me.

I am embarrassed to open my eyes as I enjoyed my son's lovemaking; moving his hands and touching my naked body.

Ramesh then touched my pubic hair with his nose and took a deep breath.

He then said 'Thankyou for showing me my temple mother. The temple of my birth.'

I said to him in my heart 'You are welcome son!'

He then got up to open my blouse hooks. Every opening of hook took me to another level of sexual ecstasy.

He then took off my blouse as I helped him still closing my eyes. Then he grabed my bra ends at the back and unsnapped it. Off came my bra as he took it off.

I am all naked before him. Before my own son. Before my new husband. It was all embarrassing.

He then whispered 'Thankyou again mother...for a view of motherly breasts where I fed and grew up'

I am too excited to talk nice. I thought 'Shut up and suck on your mothers tits you mother lover!'

As if he heard, he took my already erect right nipple into his mouth.

Thats when I thought I have become wife to my son.