Misc. Erotica A String of Flowers... (By = sirajahmed10) - COMPLETE

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'There is more to see' whispering those words and reaching for the final hook and releasing it, Shyam's eyes were glued on to the cups of her bra. Seeing them he felt a wild sensation run through his already hard member.

'This is something which I had never dreamt I would see' he said looking at her tattered bra concealing her robust breasts.

'Count yourself fortunate to have seen them.'

'They are not fully exposed yet' he replied.

'What is there between them and your eyes, a tattered bra' she said.

'A tattered bra and this' he said taking hold of her nightgown.

'And what do you intend to do with that' she asked as her body trembled with desire.

'Remove it from your body' he said.

Those words shot like little arrows up her body. Controlling her passion she said 'do you think you would be permitted to do so' she asked.

'I don't need to have your permission' he replied.

'Why, because it lessens your pleasure' she asked squeezing his cheeks.

'Yes and moreover I can remove anything that comes between your breasts and my eyes' he replied.

'Why don't you push my gown down a little' she said.

'What's wrong in removing it' he asked.

'You don't need to remove it to see what you want to see' she said.

'What if my eyes want to see more' he asked gently.

'You will never be allowed to see more' she said naughtily.

'Want to bet' he asked.

'What do I have that I can bet on,' she asked.

'Why you have a lot that you can bet on' he said.

'Like what' she asked looking deeply into his eyes.

'Lot of things, this for one' he said looking down as he could not name it.

'Like I said earlier, whether I win or loose you will be benefited.' 

'How will I be benefited' he asked.

'If not you, your eyes will be' she replied.

'Then why don't you let them be' he said.

'I have not thought about it' saying this she resigned.

As she became submissive she felt Shyam taking hold of nightgown at the bottom. This was something she had not thought of and just thinking about it a hot wave ran through her body.

Shyam on holding her nightgown started lifting it and when it reached her thighs her petticoat under her nightgown became visible. He could see the impressions her rich thighs behind the petticoat. His eyes had never dreamt they would be visualizing such a thing.

Lifting her nightgown up, his knuckles braced her hot thighs. 

Feeling it Maya said 'you can only remove my gown but are not allowed to touch any thing.' She said growing hornier by every passing second.

'It was accidental' saying this he pulled her night gown out. Then his eyes devoured her whole body from top to bottom. The vision of her robust breasts in her torn bra; the curve of her waist, her belly button and further down seeing the outline of her panties behind the petticoat made his thing vibrate inside his pants.

Maya saw him staring at her body. As she felt his gaze was centered at her panties, her body trembled again with desire and when she looked down and saw his tent up pants her body convulsed and she came again.

While her mother was in ecstasy Shyam devoured every part of her exposed body and when Maya regained her composure he said 'was it not like heaven.'

Maya for the first time could not answer him. Standing there almost naked she shivered. She had not visualized this would happen so soon. She had thought that they were just playing a game and this game would reach such a crescendo she had not visualized. As shame took over her she said 'Shyam is it not enough. Why don't we stop now?'

'But why Ma' he asked.

'Don't you think we have gone too far' she said.

'Yes, but you are not being fair' he replied.

Maya knew why he was saying it. She had seen his tent up pants.

'I know what you mean but if you stop I can help you' she said looking at his tent up pants.

'I want it to happen naturally' he replied.

'It would be natural, I wont force anything on you' she replied coming closer.

'Give me some time' he requested.

'How long' she asked.

'An hour.'

One hour, lots of things can happen in one hour she thought. 

'Why do you require one hour' she asked.

'I want things to go slow' he replied.

Can he withhold it for one hour she thought looking at his pants, and then resigning, she said 'don't ask for more,' which was not audible.

Sensing she had agreed Shyam said 'why don't you remove it.'

'Why do you want me it, have you not seen enough?' she asked.

'I have something else in my mind' he replied softly.

'And what is that' she asked nuzzling her face closer to his.

'Can I lie on your lap' he asked.

'Yes' she replied.

Resting his head on her lap and looking up he said 'now open your bra.'

'Why, why' cried his mother excitedly.

'I want to suckle them,' he said.

Those words again sent hot waves down her spine and throwing all caution to the wind she said lewdly. 'You want to suckle, suckle my breasts' she asked. 

'Yes it is ages since I had them in my mouth' he replied.

'But now you would not get anything from suckling them' she said.

'I know but to have them inside my mouth would be heavenly' he replied.

'Yes, it would be heavenly' saying this she unhooked her bra.

Shyam saw her breasts jiggle on being released from the grasp of her bra. Looking at the two lush mounds he directed her to shed the bra from her body.

His mother took her own time. First she straitened up, and then as she held the straps of her bra she shook her head to make her hair fall on her chest and as they covered her breasts she pulled out the bra.

This was more than what he had bargained for. Her robust breasts were visible behind her silken hair. Moving closer he held her breasts over the soft strands of hair. Maya's body was on fire feeling his naked hands on her naked breasts over the strands of hair. It sent a fresh wave of current through her spine and this time she did not hide it but let out a soft moan.

Shyam parted her hair to see her breasts and as he did it, the two large finely shaped breasts were right in front of his eyes with all their glory. The fair complexion of the globes with the dark nipples right in front of his eyes was so enticing that he cupped her breasts in both his hands.

'Like them' he heard her say.

'I love them' he replied.

Holding her breast in one hand and bringing it in front of his face she said 'is this what you want to suckle.'

'Yes, I want to suck your succulent breasts' he replied lifting his face up.

'I see you have learned a lot about them and also you are very impatient to have them in your hot mouth' saying this she pushed her hair on her back.

This gave Shyam a clear picture of his mother's breasts in all their glory. He saw her shoulder blades, the vast ness of her chest, the deep valley between her breasts and her uptight breasts dangling in front of his eyes and as this made his hand reach out and take hold of her breast.

'How does it feel now' she asked.

'Is it a fact that I am holding your naked breast' he asked.

'Yes' she replied.

'Lying on you lap' he asked again.

'Yes you lying on my lap and are holding my breast' she replied as she held her other breast in her hand.

'Can you put them in my mouth as you used to do' he asked.

'Yes, I can my baby' saying this she lifted his head in one hand and with the other she directed her breast down on his mouth, 'there suck it baby' she said.

Shaym was thrilled to have his mother's breast in his mouth. He took it in his mouth and his tongue started lapping around it and as it reached her tit he brought his teeth down on it and bit it.

Shyam Shyam cried his mother in delight on having her tits bitten.

This made Shyam to take more of her breast in his mouth biting on the nipples, on the mounds and also underneath her breasts.

'Shyam what are you doing baby' cried his mother in ecstasy.

Taking one breast after another in his mouth and biting them, Shyam pulled out his shirt.

'Why did you do that' asked his mother.

'I have no bindings like you' he replied.

'Will you remove all' she asked.

'Wait and see,' he replied.

Hearing those words she pulled him to her in ecstasy.

Shyam felt his mother's other breast crush on his naked chest and instinctively his arms went around her back and grasped her naked back. Maya went limp in his arms and as her breasts were crushed against his naked chest she felt a desire to see him.

Moving back a little she looked at her son's body. It was well developed, muscular and when she saw his chest and found little hair growing on them, instantly she put her hand on it and caressed them. 

Shyam was enchanted by her actions and unable to control any longer he pulled his mother and embracing her, his lips went in search of hers and on finding them he locked his lips over hers and kissed her wildly.

On being kissed his mother said 'I thought you would never kiss me like that.'

'What made you think so' he asked getting up from her lap.

'I thought you would not dare do it' she teased him.

'What do you think of me now' he asked as he held her and forcing her to open her mouth he kissed her passionately.

'You are like a he-man' she replied.

'Your man' saying this he slipped his tongue deep inside her mouth and ravaged his mothers mouth with wet kisses.

Hearing those words Maya said 'My man, are you my Man.'

'Yes, I am your Man' he replied.

'When did you become my Man' she asked.

'When I placed the string of flowers in your hair' he replied.

'So you know about it' she asked.

'Yes, I know about it and that is what made me do what I did' he replied.

Maya could not believe what she had heard. She felt a tingling sensation run down deep between her thighs and instinctively her hand slipped down his body and as she placed it on his tent up pant she said 'yes you are my man.'

Shyam let her have her way. When he had taken so much advantage of his mother, she was bound to play with him. Invading her mouth with his tongue his hand went down on her naked waist searching for the opening of her petticoat and on not finding it he looked down at his mother. 

'What is it that your hand is searching for' she asked.

'The chords of your petticoat' he replied.

'It has no chords' she replied.

'Then how is it held'

'By the waist band.' 

'Waist band, then it is easy to slip it out' he said.

'Yes, very handy' she replied.

Very handy repeating the words he said 'if you could just lift yourself up.' 

'Why' she asked as her body trembled.

'Because your man wants to remove your petticoat' he said.

'My man can even pull them out as I am sitting' she replied.

'Yes that would be better' saying this he got up and holding his mother's petticoat by her waist band he shred it out of her body.

4

Maya screamed in pleasure as she felt the petticoat being ripped out of her body. Getting up from the sofa she embraced her son.

It was then Shyam held his mother like a stud. He brought his hands down and grasping her buttocks and fondling them he pulled his mother onto him so that she could feel his hot member on her burning body and said 'how does it feel Ma.'

'Hard and hot' she said.

'Now do I have to take your permission' he asked.

'What is there to take permission for' she replied.

'Had you any doubts earlier' he asked.

'Not until you insisted to see my breasts' she replied.

'Then you knew I would do this' he asked.

'I thought it would be much sooner' she replied.

'It could have been but I wanted to enjoy every second' he replied.

'I wonder how you have endured it for such a long time' she said.

'Did you not enjoy it' he asked.

'Do you want me to tell a lie' she replied.

'What did you like' he asked.

'Everything you did and did not do' she said shyly.

'What is there that I have not done' he asked.

'You can answer it better' she replied.

'I think there is lot to be done' he replied.

'When is this going to stop Shyam' she asked.

'Can you not see the position I am in' he said looking down.

'Yes, I can take very good of it if you allow me' she said.

'What do you have in mind' he asked.

'I will show it if you allow me' she said.

'I know you would, but I have one more desire' he said.

'May I have the pleasure of knowing what that is' she asked shamelessly.

'I had a feeling you would know it' he said.

'No idea comes to my mind after seeing how you have behaved so far' she replied.

'Not even guessed it' he asked.

'No, my knowledge fails me' she replied.

'You know I love to kiss' he asked. 

'Yes, and you have kissed everywhere' she said.

'Not which is still covered' he said taking a looking at her panty clad body.

Hearing it a hot wave passed through her body and she felt her panties soak again. 

'My, my you want to kiss me there' she asked.

'Yes, I would love to kiss you there' he said as his eyes drifted down on to her panties.

Shyam, Shyam she uttered his name, but nothing came out of her mouth. She could only feel her panties getting drained.

As Maya's body went limp over her son's body, Shyam brought his hand down and held her by her waist.

Unable to control the tingling between her thighs she put her hands on his shoulders and held them tightly.

'Kiss me Ma, while I remove this' he said as he placed his hand on her panties.

Maya kissed her son as she had never kissed anyone before. She devoured his lips, mouth, and tongue and invaded her own deep into his mouth.