Nandini seducing her son - Every night

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Akash was sitting, waiting with bated breath. His cock was already hard as iron in his boxers under the covers. Would she come to his room again? What would she be wearing tonight? All thoughts of Divya Singhal were gone from his adolescent brain.


And when that soft knock came, his anxiety slipped away. She was back!

"Come in," he said, hoping the excitement wasn't too obvious in his voice.

Nandini opened the door, her heart pounding again. It was so much fun playing this game with Akash! She realized that part of her had spent the whole day looking forward to this moment. She stepped inside, noting that Akash had left the overhead light on tonight. So she posed in the doorway, consciously.

Akash' eyes almost bugged right out of his head when he saw what his mother was wearing. He had left the light on purposefully. He hadn't wanted to miss a thing. And he congratulated himself on the success of his ploy.

The sheer chemise hid nothing. Her perky tits that he had felt, yes, and even kissed, if passively, the night before, were now displayed for him to see. There was no sag to them at all, and they sat proudly high on his mother's chest. The nipples, aroused and hard already, sat neatly within the small circles of her areolas. He could not have asked for a more perfect vision for the first time he saw breasts in person.

And better yet, the chemise fell away from her body below her breasts, so that he could see the woman's flat belly, the pretty navel, the gentle curve of her hips. Best of all, her pussy was cupped in a sexy g-string, smaller, he thought, than the one she had worn yesterday. He wondered if he would see her pubic hair again.

Nandini smiled at his response. Her eyes flicked down towards his lap, where, for the first time, she saw the tent he was producing under the covers. It looked more than respectable, but she had to wonder what it would look like in person. What was she thinking? She wasn't here to gawk at her child's erection. This was for him. She could satisfy her own lust back in her room with her husband afterwards.

"Like what you see?" She was surprised at herself, but the words had come out before any censor could stop them. They sounded corny to her ears, but she could see that Akash didn't think so, as he dumbly nodded. She walked over to the side of his bed, slowly and seductively.

"It's okay to look at sexy stuff, right, Akash?"



He nodded again, his mouth dry, then cleared his throat.



"I guess so, Mom," he rasped as she came closer. Her breasts swayed slightly with each step, the sheer nylon doing little to fetter their movement. And the way she swung her hips, oh God, that was sexy. His cock had never been harder, throbbing in his boxers. As she stopped by his side, he realized that, despite the lowness of her g-string, there were no pubic hairs to be seen.



Nandini noted where he was looking and giggled. He looked up, puzzled.



"I did some personal maintenance today, honey."



"Huh?"



"Um, down there?" She pointed to her groin, and her son's eyes followed her finger back to her center. Akash could see her labia outlined by the little black pouch, a tiny crease down the center of the g-string announcing the entrance to her sex. A light went on his brain.



"Oh! Ohhhh." He nodded, then looked up at her again. "You got rid of it all?"



"No, silly. See?" And she pulled the top of the g-string down half an inch so that she could show her son her neat handiwork. Akash swallowed hard as his mother's trimmed patch came into view. It was a tiny little tuft of hair, just sitting above where he thought her pussy had to start, although he couldn't see that unfortunately. And his mother only allowed the quickest of views before settling the g-string back into place. But what she said next nearly blew his mind completely.



"I know that's how you prefer it," she whispered. Nandini was out of control, but she was unaware of it. There was a hot blush spreading over her chest and up to her cheeks, which Akash didn't notice as he was still transfixed by the intimate viewing he had just had. She took a deep breath and went on.



"Wanna look at some porn together?"



Akash was in seventh heaven. He wanted to leap out of the bed and hug his mother, but he wasn't quite ready to show himself to her yet.

"Uh-huh," was all he could manage.



"C'mon, Akash. You gotta do better than that," Nandini encouraged. She wanted him to be more bold, more sure of himself. She smiled down at him, cocking one hip. The action pushed her pelvis towards her son, but she was unconscious of that. He blinked, and smiled back.



"Uh, okay. Lemme try again." He cleared his throat and sat up straighter. Nandini's eyes were drawn once again to the tent in his lap. Was it pulsing?



"Mother dearest," he said in a fake plummy accent. "I would surely love to look at some porn with you." She giggled, and curtsied, holding out the edges of her chemise to either side.



"Well, kind sir, I appreciate your courtesy, and tonight, if you don't mind, I would like to be able to sit down."



"Uh, I don't actually have another chair, Mom."



"That's okay. You sit in the chair, and I'll just perch on one of your legs, okay?" She lightly turned around and stood with her back to him, leaning on the computer desk with both hands. "You just let me know when you're ready for me to sit down."


Akash was in complete awe at the sight in front of him. Her long hair fell down to just below her shoulders. Her sexy back was essentially uncovered in the sheer chemise, and the hem of the nightie came to about the middle of her ass. The black string of the g-string did nothing to cover her, so for all intents and purposes, his mother was nude in front of him. Furthermore, the way she was leaning forward put her in a 'fuck me' type of position, with her ass pushed out toward him. He stood up.