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

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It was then she found his prick pushing against her thighs. It felt hot and hard.

Maya knew that she could not stall him. She was worried about the condition of her panties and when she felt his hands on her buttocks rolling down her panties she began to tremble. She wished it would stop then but her juices kept flowing out.

It was then that Shyam slipped his hand inside her panties over her buttocks and taking hold of it he rolled it out of her body. On having his mother nude and his cock started throbbing and being captive in his pants it pained him.

Forgetting the pain he held his mother's thighs and parting them he moved his hand slowly up. He could feel her luscious thighs and warm buttocks. His hand moved between the slopes of the mounds of her buttocks. He felt as if his hands were in oven and as it reached down between them he felt the thick patch of her pubic hair.

Shyam went wild on feeling his mother's pubic hair. This is what he had dreamt of doing and now after having felt her damp pubic hair his cock started pulsating and as his hand felt more of her pubic hair he started ejaculating. 

It kept on spraying loads and loads of cum and when it finally subsided he looked at his mother as if he had just conquered the world.

Such was his desire.

As Shyam stood up to leave, Maya catching his hand said 'where are you going.'

'I need to go' he said looking towards the restroom.

'For a clean up' she said looking at the wet patch on his pants.

'Yes it is mess down there' he replied.

Releasing his hand, 'come back soon' she said. 

As Shyam turned to look at her, 'I feel lonely' she said

Those words were music to his ears. He hurried to the restroom and returned wearing fresh pair of shorts.

Shyam was stupefied when he saw his mother standing near the sofa. She was looking gorgeous wearing his blue shirt. 

On reaching her he let his eyes roam over. His mother's face was filled with desire; her long dark hairs cascading down her chest and underneath his shirt her voluptuous thighs were visible and as he encircled and looked at her back it was more enthralling to see his mother's beautiful back ending up where her buttocks started to curve in.

It was a sight to behold and as his eyes were glued on her back, he heard his mother say 'is this how you wanted to see me.'

'Yes, you look gorgeous' he replied.

'Gorgeous not sexy' she asked.

'Not only sexy but hot too' he said.

'I like the way you talk' she said.

'Want me to continue' he asked.

'Feel free' she replied.

'Are you sure' he asked.

'You have my permission' she replied.

'Why don't you place yourself on my lap' he said sitting on the sofa.

This heightened her pleasure 'want me on your lap, on your thighs' she asked.

'Yes, I want to feel your hot body on my thighs' he replied.

'Will you be able to control its heat,' she asked as she sat on his lap facing him.

'Have I not controlled it so long' he replied holding her shoulder and making her sit comfortably.

'That was before, now it is different' she said as she placed her hot body on his thighs.

'Yes now it is already charged up' he said.

'I can feel it' she said nuzzling her body closer to his.

'Your voluptuous body has made it so' he said.

'But don't you think it had enough' she said holding his cheeks in her hands

'It was just the beginning' he replied.

'But your one hour is over' she said brushing her nose on his cheeks.

'That hour was for me and this hour is for him' he said.

'As if he was not involved earlier' she replied.

'He was but remember he was held captive' he replied.

'Can I let him loose' she asked.

'Want to see him.'

'Don't you think I deserve to see him' she asked.

'Yes, but not before I see yours' he replied.

'What is there which you have not seen' she put those words softly in his ears.

'I have not seen yours' he stressed.

Nibbling his ears she whispered 'then what was your hand doing there after pulling out my panties.'

'I was in a world of my own feeling your pubic hair' he replied.

'And'

'And the wetness around your pubic hair' he replied.

'And you did not see what was behind the wet pubic hair' she asked getting aroused.

'I could not as at that time it ejaculated' he replied.

'Was it because of that you came in your pants' she asked.

'Yes'

.'And not on seeing mine' she asked.

'Does your thing look so ravishing' he asked.

'Men fall on their knees to look at it' she replied.

'Do I have to go on my knees to see it' he asked?

'Even going down on knees wont help you' she replied mischievously.

'There should be some way, think' he said.

'Tell me, why you want to see it' she said.

'I told you, it is for him' he replied.

'Does it not have any name' she asked leaning on him

'It has.'

'Can you not name it' her body trembled as she spoke those words.

'You want to hear it, isn't it?' he asked.

'Yes it tingles down there' she uttered the words.

'Where does it tingle' he asked.

'Right there' she said gripping his shoulders.

'Right between your thighs' he asked.

'Yes, yes' she writhed on his lap.

'Between your thighs, behind the pubic hair' he asked.

'Yes Shyam, yes' she screamed as she was on the threshold of climax.

'In your pussy' he said.

'Yes my pussy' letting it out she climaxed.