Adultery APHRODISIAC MOM I by novelistcasanova

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Fourth month of 2014, the weather forecast read 35 degrees yesterday, predicted the same today and rest of the week. It was 11 in the morning, the predicted forecast had turning to be true. The summer sun was feasting on our bodies, and every piece of garment I wore on my body got drenched in sweat due to the rise in temperature. I am pretty sure even my mom's, she was in yellow Saree with designs and a matching blouse which looked soaked with sweat. Before I move further I want to tell you about my mom, my mom is a very conservative woman, she wears Saree all the time, even at home she wears Saree. She is 5'6 tall, in her 40s but never looks 40, bit on the heavier size, but has got the curves that would make any man watching turn back and get a glimpse on her, for a brief moment their eyes would roam on her Saree clad body, which most of the times annoy me. Only with my friends observation, I could come to the conclusion that My mom looks like Banupriya, big eyes, round face, long hair, beautiful cheeks, neatly shaped lips, and her Saree clad posterior. She always wears her Saree right on her navel, at home I enjoy the view of her half exposed navel whenever she reaches to pick up objects which are above her head standing on the stool.

 In the pretext of helping her, I would jump into the place where she is standing and ask her whether I could help her pick up things, and enjoy her beautifully exposed midriff. What I enjoy watching mom when is trying to reach out things is that her wet blouse near her underarm. Mom is usually would say, "its okay da, I cant take it" and when she takes the things from top, I would dutifully like an obedient son take the things from her and keep it on the floor. Whenever she ties to get down from the table, I would playfully wiggle the stool, which would make her laugh and let out "aah stop it da" and start laughing. When she gets down, she would balance her hand on my shoulder, and when she does that, her boobs would brush my chest and my nose would automatically smell her aroma.

My mom loved me so much because I am her only son, and my Dad is in the Army, whom she misses him most of the times and showed all her love on me. But, to my mom she had me as her best friend and we both would go out together all the time, I am only 19, taller than my Dad who is 6'0 tall.

My dad surprised my mom on her birthday with a new Honda Activa. It was delivered to our house by the showroom guys, wrapped in a neat butterfly knotted ribbon. When I woke up with an early morning boner, which I get as a routine, I saw my mom like a college girl, jumping up and down, and showering kisses to my dad on the phone. I was surprised too, I went out with the same boner which any one could see since I usually wear boxers when I got to bed, to our portico where the bike was parked, feeling excited with happiness all over my face. When my mom saw me, she came running towards me with complete happiness on her innocent face, and wrapped both her arms around me and hugged me tight. For a brief moment, I lost myself to the lust I had for her and erect manhood inside my boxers poking her Saree, and I hugged her tight to not this moment slip away. She hugged me and said "Appa has surprised me with this bike Da, I am so proud of him, and lucky to have a wonderful husband and sweet son" saying that she kissed me on my both cheeks, and forehead, while she was still hugging me. I lifted my mom, and circled her, she started laughing out loud like a high college girl, and stopped, and kissed her on her left cheek first while I was hugging her tight and the left check kiss which I gave was filled with complete lust. My lips rested on her cheeks for a brief moment and parted my lips from her cheeks, and I could see my saliva was on her left cheek. I whispered in her left ear that "Mom, I am so lucky to have you" and kisses her right cheek too. While we were still in our same hugging position, I told mom "Shall we go for a ride ?" my Mom immediately said "Sure, but before that we must take it for Poojai to the Ganesh Temple which is nearby."

We decided to get ready to go to the Temple. I immediately took my shower and got ready in an excitement to go for a ride with my mom to Temple. I picked up and wore the first Jeans and T shirt which was right in front of me. I went to check on her, I opened the door to see she was in her black petticoat and yellow blouse, busy hooking her tight blouse. By looking her tightly knotted petticoat, and the panties elastic impression forming a "V" on her behind, I could clearly come to the conclusion that My mom was wearing her panties inside her petticoat. I called "Mom, are you ready?" she replied "Yeah, just give me a moment." She came out of her room with in a beautiful yellow Saree, she was looking like goddess. She was adjusting her pallu on her bosoms and navel, and with that last stroke she took her right and clipped her Saree pall edge near her right bosom and covered her right bosom, which instantly made my eyes focus there and after that she looked at me smiling and said "Shall we go ?" I got an instant hard on right then and there, words weren't coming out of my mouth, she again called "Rajesh Pogalaamaa? (Rajesh, shall we go)", in a sudden shock, I came back to my senses when the asked. I immediately said
"Lets Go..!"