Incest Salman and his Ammi

[neerathemall]

"I'll come tomorrow," he said and headed for the main door.

Realising he was coming my way, I slipped into the other bedroom and hid under the bed.

After he had left, I peeked into the bedroom and saw my Ammi was now also dressing up. At one point, she brought her hand between her legs, and then brought her finger to her mouth and licked it. Then she took a deep sigh and smiled.

Before she could come out of the room and see me, I quietly went out of the front door, closed it, and went to the terrace. My dick was hard like rock after seeing my Ammi being fucked, and I waited for it to soften. But I could not get the scene out of my head, and finally, I sat down in a corner, where I masturbated, and finally, my dick became soft. After some time, I went down and knocked on the door.

"What happened? Why are you back so early?" my Ammi asked me.

"I don't know, Ammi. They let us off early." I said, looking at her intently.

She had straightened out her clothes and her hair and was looking quite normal. But she had a happy smile on her face that she usually didn't have in the evenings when I would come back from college.

I then went to my room (being a boy, I have my own separate room) and lay back in bed, thinking about how I could make money from the video. After some time, my thoughts again went back to my Ammi lying in bed, moaning in ecstasy, as Siddharth the doodhwala pounded into her. My dick again turned hard.

Then, I got a naughty thought. Just like that, with my hard dick creating a tent on my salwar and kameez, I went to the kitchen, where my Ammi was preparing dinner. I leaned back on the door to her right, facing her and looked at her carefully. Even after three children, she was still quite slim, though with a slightly thicker waist than my sisters. Her breasts were large, and straining against her kameez. I loved the curve of her lower back, as it arched out to her hips.

"What are you making, Ammi?"

"I'm making your favourite korma," she replied, without looking at me.

"I want to have rooh-afza. Is there any milk in the fridge?" I asked, opening the fridge.

"There is a little."

"Only so little? Didn't the doodhwala come today?"

"No, he didn't come today. I don't know why," she lied.

I closed the fridge, slowly went behind her, and wrapped my hands around her.

"What happened, Salman? Today you're feeling a lot of love for your mother," she said.

"Yes," I replied, and pressed into her so that my hard dick was now pushing between her buttocks, making her stiffen.

She tried to pull away, but I am much stronger to her, and held her like that.

"Let me go, Salman. I have to finish the cooking," she protested.

"Do you know the doodhwala's name and number, Ammi? I will ask him why he didn't come today."

"No, how would I know his name and number?"

I continued to hold her like that for some time, and then released her suddenly, and went to my room.

The next day also, I bunked class and came home early. The doodhwala was there with my Ammi, and I started recording. This time, he was taking my Ammi from behind, like a dog fucking a bitch. She was moaning loudly, her breasts dangling and swaying every time he pounded into her.

"Yes, yes, give me a baby, Siddharth," she cried as he orgasmed into her.

My eyes widened. What did she mean by that? Did she really want to have his baby?

That evening, I came to the kitchen, and said, "So didn't the doodhwala come today either?"

"No, he didn't. Why are you so concerned about him suddenly?"

"Nothing like that," I said.

After some time, I said, "I want to show you something on my mobile, Ammi."

"Okay, what is it?"

"I will show you," I said, coming up next to her.

I casually opened to a video that one of my friends had sent me, of a dog fucking a bitch. She saw it, and got angry.

"What is this nonsense you are showing me? Have you gone mad?"

"Okay, okay. I'll show you another video," I said and swiped to the video I had recorded earlier in the day of the doodhwala and her fucking just like a dog and a bitch.

Her face turned pale, and she just stood there, wordlessly.

"I thought you said the doodhwala didn't come today, Ammi?"

"I-I-I, y-y-yes. I forgot," she said, her voice trembling with shock and fright.