Shameless Mother - I(Sunita) caught my son - late at night(Video 1) - Scene 10

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My mind was spinning like a top. I kept feeling his hard lund in my hand, how it jumped for his own Maa. All day at home, I was wet and restless, thinking of him, my sweet boy who I bathed as a child, now making me burn with this bad want. I felt so much love, so deep it hurt, mixed with guilt. But the danger excited me more,  what if Rakesh finds out? What if neighbours hear? I didn’t care. I wanted to make tonight my special dream come true: to be like a bride again, but for my son, to spend Suhagraat with him. To let him touch me, talk dirty about our sin, in a place full of risk. No more safe bedroom. I planned to take him to the terrace, our building’s open roof, where stars watch and wind blows wild, and any sound could wake neighbours below. No one goes there at night, but the danger of being seen or heard… it made my heart race. This was my fantasy: wild love with my beta under the sky, forbidden and free.
Rakesh slept early, snoring loud. I waited till midnight, then got ready quiet-quiet. I pulled out my wedding saree, red silk with gold threads, the one from my shaadi night. It was tight now, pressing my big breasts, showing my curves like fire. I put on red lipstick, bindi, sindoor, even the mangalsutra, looking like a new bride in the mirror. My nipples poked hard through the blouse, chooth already soaking my panty. Emotions hit me hard, happy tears for the love, fear for the sin, but wild urge to give myself to him.

I went to his room, door open as always. Aditya was waiting in shorts, eyes lighting up when he saw me.
“Maa… you look… so beautiful,” he whispered, sitting up.
I smiled, heart full, walked in slow, hips swaying. “Like it, beta? This is what Maa wore on her wedding night. Now wearing for you… my special boy.”
He stared, hand rubbing his shorts. I took his hand, pulled him up. “Not here, beta. Come with Maa… to the terrace. Under the stars, where it’s wild and dangerous. No one should hear us, but if they do…” I winked, feeling the thrill.
His eyes went wide, but he followed, excited. We crept up the stairs to the roof, cool night air hitting us, city lights far away, wind making my saree flutter. No one around, but doors below could open any time. Danger made everything hotter.
On the terrace, I pushed him against the wall gentle, stood close. “Tell Maa… how badly do you want her? Say it, beta.”
“Maa… I want you so bad… every day I think of you… your body… I can’t stop.”
His words melted me. I leaned in, lips almost touching his. “Good beta… Maa wants you too. Now watch… Maa will show you everything.”
I started stripping slow-slow. Unpinned the pallu, let it drop, showing my deep cleavage in the tight blouse. Turned around, wiggled hips, pulling saree pleats out one by one. Wind caught the silk, making it fly little. Petticoat untied, dropped to floor. Now in blouse and panty, I felt exposed under the sky, heart pounding from the risk.

Aditya watched, breathing fast. “Maa… you’re teasing me… please show more.”
I laughed soft, wind in my hair. “Patience, beta… Maa is yours tonight.”
I lay down on the old cot we keep up there for drying clothes, pulling him next to me. Stars above us, city sounds faint. Without me saying anything, he pulled his shorts down quick, his big hard lund springing out, already wet at the top. He started stroking slow in the open air. Danger made it wild, any neighbour could come up.

“Maa… your milk… I want your milk again… please let me suck…”
“Yes beta… come to Maa… suck her nipples… drink if you can.”
I unbuttoned blouse fully, pulled open, bare breasts in the night wind, nipples hard like stones. He leaned over me, mouth on one nipple, sucking hungry. His tongue hot, swirling, biting soft. I moaned, hand in my panty, rubbing my wet chut(pussy).

“Oh beta… yes… suck Maa’s milk… it’s all for you… my good boy…”
But he wanted more. His free hand came up slow, fingers touching my face lips first, tracing them gentle, pushing one finger in my mouth. I sucked it like his lund, eyes locked.

“Maa… you’re letting your own son touch you like this… so close… this forbidden love… you’re such a dirty Maa, aren’t you? Sucking my finger while I suck your tit…”

His dirty words shocked me, but lit fire inside. Emotions crashed, love so pure turning so sinful, danger of his papa waking or neighbours hearing our moans. I felt shameless, wild.
“Yes beta… Maa is dirty for you… only for her son… keep talking…”

His fingers left my mouth, moved down to my big breasts, squeezing them slow, pinching nipples while he sucked the other. Hand still stroking his lund fast now.

“Maa… these big tits… I came from you, and now I’m touching them like a lover… you’re letting me… what if papa knows his wife is up here, wet for her boy’s cock? So forbidden… so hot…”

Tears came from the intensity, my baby talking like this, hands on me, wind blowing cold but bodies burning. I rubbed faster, chut clenching.

“Beta… yes… touch Maa everywhere… it’s our sin… our love… don’t stop…”

He kept stroking, fingers roaming my breasts, talking dirtier. “Maa… I want to fuck you one day… fill the hole I came from… you’d let me, na? Your own son inside you…”

The words pushed me over, wild orgasm hit, body shaking on the cot, moaning loud into the night. He groaned too, sucking hard, hot seed shooting on my thigh.

After, we lay panting under stars, his head on my breast. Emotions overflowed, love, fear, bliss. “This is our secret, beta… Maa loves you forever.”
He nodded, holding me tight. Danger made it unforgettable. I knew we’d go further soon but only when he is ready.