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With her whole body shuddering like vibrator, Sidd saw her fingers bury into her snatch and she restlessly began to finger fuck herself. "Oh, fuck me... Yeah, oh... oh, FUCK ME... HARDER." She moaned thrusting her fingers into her cunt as hard as she could.


Sonakshi closed her eyes as she felt a roaring orgasm build inside her. And the feeling of being watched by her own stepson added to her excitement, making her reach her peak sooner than she had anticipated. She felt the spasm ripple through her body and then with an erupting orgasm she threw her head back several times, screaming out wildly, "Oh god! I am there; I am cumming, Yeah, Oh Yeah!"

Sidd's big eyes filled with his step mom's orgasmic body. When he saw her fingers thrusting harder into her, he began to stroke his cock harder to match with her pace. Eventually with his Sonakshi cumming right in front of him, he could not stop himself and he spurted right into his pants wetting it altogether.



That was the horniest experience he had ever had in his life. When it was all done Sidd saw his exhausted stepmother slowly making her way in to her hot water tub, gently dipping her body into it. Sidd then left to his room leaving Sonakshi to take a warm bath.



To be Continued...

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#Sonakshi Part - 2
After some time when she came out of the bathroom, Sonakshi was still feeling naughty. She decided to play some more mischief with her stepson. She dressed up into a body hugging gown and walked to his room. By that time, Sidd had changed his underwear and was at his desk trying in vainly to concentrate at his studies.




She entered the room without knocking and walking near his chair she stood right beside him, so close that her body was nearly his. Her presence made him so nervous that his hand began shaking as he tried to write.

Sonakshi noticed his nervousness and to add to it some more she said to him in a playfull tone, "Thanks Sidd for watching the door while I was in the bathroom."

Sidd looked at her nervously. He tried to smile. "oh, it was nothing." He said with his lips shivering. Sonakshi gave him a kinky smile, which Sidd noticed. He lowered his head and tried to read from his book. And then Sonakshi did something that provoked his animal instincts.

Leaning down at him, she made her boobs touch his shoulders. She felt his body stiffen. Seeing him trembling she decided to add some oil to the fire. She brought her lips close to his ear, so close that they nearly touched, and she whispered, "How are you studies going, SON?"

Sidd gulped as he felt the pressure in his pants build up once again. "Err... Fine, thank you." He replied with shuddering voice.

"Do you need my help?" She said pressing her tits a bit harder at his shoulders.

Sidd couldn't take it any more. He rose up from his seat and looking at her desperately, he said, "Oh god Mom, I want you. I want you desperately."

Sonakshi stepped back and said, "Sidd I thought we discussed this."

"Yes! But you are making me so... so horny..." He said gazing her with his lusty eyes.



"Sidd, My god!" She exclaimed. "Don't forget I am your mother."

By now Sidd was hysterical. "C'mon! We both know there is nothing mother-son between us. Why fake it? We did it before why can't we do it again?" He tried to reach her waist but she moved farther from his hands reach.

Sonakshi's mischief had evoked his inner beast. She never had thought this lad would be so quick on his toes to ask her such bodily favors. It was a boyish behavior, but then he was after all a boy. But then there was something going on in her mind. She knew exactly what she wanted from Sidd, but then something was stopping her. May be it was the faithful wife inside her that was protesting against her sinful behavior.

Her seemingly horny mind was perplexed by his lucrative offer. She took time to make up her mind. It was a lucrative offer after all. Her husband was growing old and was losing interest in sex while on the other hand Sidd was young and horny. He would not only be fruitful to her planned purpose but could serve her with his dick for many years to come. But then she really didn't want to betray her husband.

By that time Sidd had grown impatient. She was taking longer time to decide and he crazily wanted to have sex with her. And before she could decide, suddenly she felt his strong arms grab her waist and pull her up over the table.



It came as a shock to her and she almost yelled at him, "Sidd what are you doing, stop!" She held her hands against him and tried to push him away, but it was useless. He had turned into a lusty beast. She looked into his eyes and she could see nothing but lust. He was stronger and most of all a horny maniac.

She was wearing a gown and when Sidd forced her legs apart, her gown went above her knees, revealing her milky thighs and most of all her hairy muff. His eyes glistened with the mere fact that she wasn't wearing any panties. That had made things easy for him. He quickly pushed his shorts down, releasing his pulsating beast free in the air. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of his swollen meat marching its way to her offended glory hole. It was big, sausage sized, must be 7inches long, she speculated.

Sidd then slowed down relieving some of the tension from the air. He grasped her hand and brought it at his manhood. He made her hold his mammoth sized dick. He wanted her to know that he was man enough to satisfy her every need. He watched her startled face with a smile. He had already made up his mind to fuck her but he wanted to give her one more chance to decide, before he could force into her.



Sonakshi felt the size of his manhood between her fingers. It was bigger than she had expected to be. Her eyes overflowing with lust and her body craved for its length. She was already horny, may be more than Sidd was. She felt her flesh twitching between her legs, soaked up and dripping with her love juices. Her libido became sinfully excited with the thought that she was going to betray her husband just to have sex with her stepson.

She drained all thoughts of her husband and then she lurched at her new lover, as she put her arms around his neck, pulling his face at her. Sidd smiled at her decision and with their lips closing in further she opened her mouth eagerly. The next moment, she could feel his soft lips brushing hers and then his tongue slipped in her mouth and she sucked on it. At that moment she felt his warm hand between her legs, to caress her vulva. His fingers slid into her slit gauging her wetness. They rubbed her inner walls and her clit until he saw her face flush pink in excitement.

After a while, Sonakshi felt his swollen meat move in-between her thighs, his knob rubbing her vulva. Both her legs wrapped eagerly around his upper thighs. She let her right hand drop from his neck and reached down to guide him. As her hand closed around his blood-gorged pole of muscle, it throbbed in her hand like an animal and almost with howling ecstasy she pointed it into her own wet, turgid opening.

They broke from their kiss and both looked into each others eyes, their bodies heaving, Sidd waiting for her to say it. And then she finally spoke up, "Go ahead baby! Stick it into me!" She said, her voice almost fading away as she felt a roaring orgasm building inside her vulva. The feeling was awesome and suddenly Sidd gave a savage thrust. The thrust of its entering, tearing her flesh apart, and the unbelievable pleasure made her gasp. And then he began his lightning-like thrusts.



"Oh God... Oh god, Sidd... Umhhh" she frantically moaned and bit her lower lips, she shuddered as she felt his thrusting warthog tear her pussy apart.

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Sidd was an amateur but he was doing it like he had done this before. Her wet velvety inside cushioning his thrusting manhood frenzied his teenage mind. He held her tightly and he kept shoving into her, unstoppably. And as he marched closer to his climax he became more like an animal. His fists grabbed her tits and he squeezed them between his palms and fingers, so hard, that she gave out a frantic scream.


He kept thrusting her deeper, his balls banging at her ass crack. Her entire body shuddered with rippling orgasm, she held on to him tightly, pushing her pussy even harder against his thrusts, "Oh God, oh God." She moaned, "I'm going to cum.... Ooohhh Sidd... Sidd. I'm cumming....cumming," her screams filled the room as her body experienced a shattering climax.

His wielding thrusts gradually began losing its control. He groaned like an animal as he headed to his climax fast. The tension in his loins had met the end and then he felt the wonderful release as his prick erupted the biggest wad of cum he had ever shot, deep inside her vulva. He held on to her tightly as he continued to push his meat into her, squeezing out every drop of semen his loins offered.



A minute later, she felt his hardness break. Slowly her legs relaxed from around his body, they slid down as her whole body unruffled. They leaned against each other, out of breathe.

"It was awesome." He murmured into her ears.

"Yeah... Yeah" she answered with bated breath.

Suddenly both of them heard the phone ring. Sonakshi slowly got off the table. She smoothed down her gown and slowly walked towards the phone. A bit wary, as she felt his semen stream out from her love hole, running down to her inner thighs.

Sidd saw his stepmother carefully walk out of the door. He felt proud, he felt like a real man. Later he came out of his room. He saw his stepmother was still at the phone. He made his way to the bathroom. After Sonakshi answered the call, she didn't go to the bathroom to clean up instead she went to her room. She crept over the bed carefully trying to hold his semen inside her as much possible.



After a while Sidd came out of the bathroom. While passing by her room he saw Sonakshi lying down over her bed. He entered her room and asked, "Err... Mom... Are you not going to wash up?"

She looked at him and smiled. She nodded, saying, "After some time, honey. I am too tired now." Sidd nodded, he gave her a perky smile and left.

After he left, Sonakshi closed her eyes and she began to think. Her treachery towards her husband, the sin that she had committed, everything had worked as she planned. Sleeping with her Husband's son is sin; she knew it very-well. She wouldn't have done it if Anil haven't been so rude the other night, she sighed. But that wasn't the real reason.

It was few days back; Sonakshi was cleaning her husband's closet when she accidentally bumped into his secret hide out. She peeped in to see what he had kept in his secret hide out. There was some cash and some files. Sonakshi didn't touch his cash instead She picked up those files. They were confidential but Sonakshi was never ethical. She looked at the tags on the file. First tagged as 'Accounts' and the second one that interested her, was her husband's 'WILL.'



Curiosity forced her to open that file. It was natural for her to see how much of his asset was going to be hers after him. He had made this WILL recently, a little before he had left on his tour. As she went through those papers, she felt the floor slip from below her feet. There was nothing for her; in fact not a single penny, for both the women in his life. The simplicity in his written words was that his assets will divide equally among his children no matter how many children he has from how many wives. His wives will only be the guardian to his assets until their children are big enough to handle their part.

It was the most ridiculous thing she had ever read. After all she had not married an old rich man for nothing. No money, no sex, what good is that man then -- she thought. It was obvious for any woman to feel the hatred for such a man. After she had read her husband's WILL she had to do something, to square things up for her better future. The day she was married to Anil, Sonakshi had been observing her stepson. She knew from the day one that the boy was having hots for her. He was completely crazy about her. He could do anything just to be with her. Sidd was an innocent boy and perfect bait. She made a good use of him. IF her husband wasn't going to make her pregnant then it would be his son, Sidd.



Her plan was simple. If Sidd impregnates her (there was no 'if' when she thought about it), she would let him know about it. That would make him guilty conscious and he would do anything to keep it a secret. And that 'anything' would be his part of the asset. And then she would be in perfect control. She would have Sidd's part of the asset and her baby's part of the asset, which was, as she thought, more than enough.

That evening when Anil returned from office, Sidd opened the door for him. When he saw his father standing before him he couldn't match eyes with his father. The guilt of sleeping with his father's wife had made Sidd feel nervous.

"Son, you look tense. Are you all right?" Anil asked his restless looking son.

"Yeah, I am fine." Sidd answered, still not able to meet his father's eyes.

"How are your studies going?" He asked.

"Fine," Sidd replied apathetically.

"Ok but I need you to score good marks this semester," Anil said.

"Yeah, I will try." Sidd replied giving a quick look at his face.

Anil smiled at him. He placed his arm on his son's shoulders. For the first time he realized that his son was taller than him. "Where is Sonakshi?" He asked.

"In her bedroom may be." Sidd answered feeling nervousness in his gorge.

"OK, you go to your room and study. And If you get good marks this time I promise you to get you a bike." Anil said as he began to walk towards his bedroom

"Yeah dad, don't worry I will." Sidd replied and left to his room.

When Anil reached the bedroom door he knocked and entered the room. He saw his beautiful wife asleep over the bed. But Sonakshi wasn't asleep. She stirred up as soon as she heard her husband's footsteps. She slowly sat up and saw her husband standing at the closet changing his clothes.

"Oh, Honey, you are home. When did you come?" Sonakshi asked; yawning.

Anil looked back while buttoning his shirt and gave her a smile. "Just now dear" he answered.

After he finished buttoning up his shirt he walked to the bed. He sat down beside her and placed his hand over her beautiful thighs. Giving her a gently stroke he said, "you are the best wife a man could have; Beautiful and loyal."

Sonakshi felt apprehensive when her husband called her loyal. Her guilt quickly masked her face but Anil was unaware to understand it. She tried to smile, her inner conscience in vainly trying to hide her guilt with her fake innocence.



Anil was in mood of making love. He brought his hand up at her cheek and then leaning at her, he opened his mouth as he kissed her soft trembling lips. As he brushed his lips over hers, his hands shifted down at her breasts. His palms felt their massive size as he cuddled them a softly. His caressing touch quickly aroused her and she willingly opened her mouth and they melted into a passionate kiss.

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Gently as Anil made her to lie over the bed, Sonakshi felt his hand moving down to her sordid crotch. She could still feel the stickiness of her stepson's cum inside her pussy. His cum had dried but not entirely. Frightened, she couldn't let her husband shove his fingers into her cum drenched pussy right then. She rushed her hands down at his and resisted them to go in any further.


"God, what are you doing? Stop, your son might see us." She said with the same fake innocence as she held his desperate hands away from her snatch.

"C'mon honey, he is studying. He won't show up. Not at this moment." Anil insisted.

Sonakshi finally got up and playfully she pushed him away. "You are a bad boy." She chuckled quickly getting off the bed.

"Grrr, and this bad-boy is starving." Anil growled at her lustfully.

"Then I will prepare something for the bad boy to eat," She giggled at him and walked out of her door. As she walked out of the room she whooshed. It was a close one- she thought.

That evening as they all sat at the dining table to eat. Anil constantly kept touching his wife in front of Sidd as he played mischief with her. He was still in mood of making love and while she served him food he pinched her buttocks and applauded her food preparation, then he caressed her hairs and her face. Sidd was watching all this and feeling jealous. Sonakshi kept smiling at her husband although she was aware how jealous her stepson; her new lover, would be feeling. She had no other choice but to stay neutral.



After the dinner Anil kissed Sonakshi and whispered in to her ears, "Don't keep me waiting." He smiled at her and left to his room. Sonakshi had lot of cleaning to do before she could hit the bed. She got up from the chair and began with picking up the dirty plates from over the table. Still glued to his chair Sidd was kept looking at her for a while but Sonakshi wasn't paying any attention.

"I don't like that man touching you." He said almost abruptly.

Sonakshi looked at him, startled at his boyish remark. She knocked the plates over the table, but not to hard, making sure that they don't break, "Sidd, 'That Man' is my husband. I can't stop him from touching me. Please try to understand." She retorted.

Sidd quickly nodded. He didn't want to upset her with his jealousy but he surely wanted her to know that he was feeling jealous. "I do understand, but I was feeling jealous. I am sorry if that upsets you." He explained.

"Sidd, go to sleep, you will feel better" Sonakshi said calmly. She then picked up the plates and left inside the kitchen.

But Sidd wasn't finished talking with her. He followed her into the kitchen. He saw her standing at the kitchen Sink washing the dishes. Sidd closed the kitchen door and locked it. When Sonakshi saw her stepson locking the door she washed her hands and wiped them dry with her napkin. Sidd turned around and looked straight at her, into her beautiful brown eyes.

She could clearly read his eyes for his nasty intentions. "NO! You cannot! Anil is home, It's too risky." She said nervously; her hands shaking with fear.

For some time Sidd stood calm, his eyes looking at her ravenously. "Sidd, No! It's too dangerous." She whispered loudly at him again.

Sidd's ears had gone deaf; his eyes filled with lust and then almost at a lightning speed she saw her stepson plunge at her like a lion. She felt his strong arms grasp her waist and with his raw force he pulled her down with him, forcing her to lie over the kitchen floor.

"Sidd, I am serious, if you don't stop now I will scream." Sonakshi flinched. She was damn serious. She didn't like the idea of having sex with her stepson while her husband was in the adjoining room.

"You are mine" Sidd grunted at his stepmother, "And nothing can stop me now." He began kissing her, first on her lips, then on her neck, then down her breast.

"You are crazy... You know that" she whispered loudly but she wasn't struggling. By now she had given up her choices. Sidd smiled at her 'not-so-pleased' face.

"We will do it silently and Dad will never hear us." He whispered into her ears.

Sonakshi looked amused at Sidd's courage. Not believing the boy before her was the same innocent kid she knew. She kept gawking at him for a while, gazing into his big brown eyes. She could see no fear in them. Suddenly she felt confident about his moves. And then bringing a smile on her beautiful face, she giggled, "You know I can't do it silently."

Sidd smiled at her as he pushed her gown above her knees. He watched her face blush when he caressed her milky white thighs with his soft hand. Her timid legs squeezed in, holding tightly against each other. Sidd embraced her legs and tried to spread them apart but Sonakshi held them together not allowing him to see her dampen panty-crotch.

He then brought his hand down under to feel the softness of her inner thighs. Her body trembled with his caressing touch. "Sidd you are crazy, if my husband finds us like this, he will kill us both." She whispered. Her voice trembled as she spoke to him.

But her sultry words only made her Stepson grow over passionate and he hurriedly undressed himself. He ripped off his shirt and hastily undid his pants. His bulge began to ache inside his knickers so he undid them also. Sonakshi gawked desperately at his hardened manhood; all swollen and pulsating, as it flung before her craving eyes. She rose stretching her hand eagerly trying to hold it between her fingers. But Sidd moved backed and motioned her with his fingers saying, "First spread your legs then you can have it."

And Sonakshi; with her eyes filled with lust and her body craving for her stepson's swollen manhood, willing spread her legs before him.

Sidd's eyes were drooling at her pink laced undies that were semi transparent. Through its transparent fabric he could see her beautiful snatch that he wanted to fuck so dearly. He grasped the two ends of her panty and gently peeled her panty out of her legs. As he removed her panties out his eyes kept drooling at her moisten slit like a hungry dog.



Now naked below her waist she felt like an 18-year old virgin. Sidd watched his stepmother's face intently as he caressed her silky smooth cunt lips with his fingers. She felt overwhelmed and her heart missed a bit with his sensuous touch.

"Oh Sidd, we have to hurry up." Sonakshi moaned softly at her stepson while she still worried about her husband who was in the next room. But instead she saw her stepson relax and kneel down between her legs as if they had ample time. Then he bowed his head down between her legs and kissed her soft fleshy thighs; one after other. And with his warm wet tongue he began licking her left thigh; in circles, moving gradually towards her swollen pussy lips.

Sonakshi felt gushed as his tongue grew closer to her soaked pussy; the dampness of which she could feel growing excessively. And overwhelmed by her growing ecstasy she bit her lower lip and cooed delightfully, "Oh Sid! You are making me wet."



And when her stepson's mouth reached her pussy, he lifted his eyes along the length of her body. Sonakshi saw her stepson's eyes looking straight at her; his mouth so close to her pussy that she could feel his warm breath over her flesh. She gasped as a delightful thought surpassed her mind, 'God, is he going eat me?' And her exhilarated heart began to beat faster.

But instead he held her gown and further pushed it up until he could see her belly. He brought his face over her belly and kissed her round naval and then with his tongue he licked its depth. Sonakshi was growing impatient. She wanted him to eat her out. And with this aching desire she gently pushed him few inches away from her and then she undressed her gown out of her body.

Sidd held himself back as he saw her undressing her gown. And something made him to gasp. His nasty eyes stared at her skimpy bra that could barely hold her two massive sized tits under them. Though they had managed to cover her nipples but the rest of her tits were spilling out of her bra.

The sight of her heavy bosoms spilling out of her bra frenzied her stepson's 'mind & body' to such an extent that he lurched at her like a ravenous beast. He hugged her and held her tightly as he passionately kissed her soft fluffy lips. And then slipping down, he kissed her neck and then kissed her ample flesh just above her huge breasts. And while he was at it he tucked his fingers inside the cups of her bra and pulled it down. This made her tits pop out of the bra cups. He gathered both her jugs and one after other, like a baby, he began to suck her nipples.

"Mmmm... it feels so good..." she sighed biting her lower lip.



As he still suckled her nipples, his stepmother cooed and her moans were growing louder. His eager hands reached down between her legs. And when he rubbed his fingers through her moist slit, her wetness quickly crawled up over his fingers.

Realizing how wet she was, Sidd gradually made his way down kissing her all the way. He finally brought his face once again between her two folded legs right before her sodden vulva. When Sonakshi saw her stepson crawling down her body; between her two parted legs, she raised her head to see her stepson's face. Unbelievable though, she saw his mouth open wide; wide enough to take a bite of an enormous burger. Her eyes grew wider as they stared at him in anticipation. And then suddenly Sidd split open her outer lips with his fingers and wrapped his mouth over her soaking inner fleshy lips.

She gasped and threw her head back. "Oh god! eat me... eat me..."she groaned; her both hands quickly reached down over his head, her fingers ran deep through his hairs clutching them desperately as she pulled his face into her sodden pussy.



Sidd clasped his hands firmly at her hips holding her legs apart as he began slowly running his tongue over her soft, sensitive light brown flesh of her inner lips. His tongue licked her fleshy inner walls as it probed in search of her clit-hood. The warm wet touch of his tongue made her ecstatically moan, "Oh Ya, Oh, It Feels Sooo Good." Her pussy was squirming under her stepson's face and more fresh juices trickled from her into his mouth; which he gladly gulped in.

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But by the time his tongue made its way up her rosy clitoris, she hit a jackpot. She clasped her legs together trapping his head between them and she pulled him in as she was enchanted with one rare but an intense orgasm.


Sidd felt her body stiffen for while and almost after a minute as her muscles relaxed, she wheezed at her stepson lovingly, "Ohh god, Sidd, its unbelievable but I just came." She heaved, her eyes looking at her stepson like a woman in love. "Please, make me cum again." She whispered at him.

Sidd lifted his mouth from her orgasmic pussy and got up on his knees. He looked down at his stepmother with her legs spread wide for him. He crawled up over her body and balancing his upper half on his palms, he lowered his pelvis until he felt his knob rub over her super wet pussy lips.

The touch of his penis sent ripples through her body. And desperately, she reached down her hand between their bodies to guide his shaft into her sodden entrance. When she steered his meat straight at her entrance Sonakshi rose her head at her stepson's ears and whispered, "Sidd, Put It In Me."

Almost as Sidd felt his knob rub at her entrance, he gave her a loud thrust. And with his macho thrust, his swollen manhood penetrated halfway within her, making her squirm like a worm.



"Aahh... Aahh..." she moaned with his every push. She felt him pushing his meat deeper into her until his entire length was inside her.

Her pussy was gushing with her warm natural lubrication but Sidd had to struggle his way to go deeper as her pussy was still as tight as any virgin. "Mom, Wow! You are still so tight," Sidd grunted as he felt her vaginal muscles squeezing tightly over the circumference of his shaft.

Sonakshi felt a chill run through her spine when he said this. Sidd calling her 'Mom' intensified the passion within her and she folded her legs around his waist and gave off loudly, "Ohhh Son, Fuckk Me... Fuckk Me Hardd..."

These nasty words frenzied Sidd's mind, he retracted his penis halfway out and pushing back into her spasmodic orifice, he began his slow but powerful thrusts. He slid his arms under his stepmother's sweaty back and pulled her to him tightly, her large breasts flattening against his chest. He kissed his stepmother's mouth powerfully while he kept shoving harder into her deep chasm.



Sonakshi was in love with this man who was riding her like a black knight in armor. She felt content with him on top of her pounding her with pleasures she thought she had lost forever with her husband losing interest in sex. But now that her stepson had taken up the charge of filling her up she had nothing to worry about. And now she wanted him to impregnate her not for the desire to acquire his part of fortune but because she was now in love with Sidd; her stepson.

These overwhelming thoughts transformed Sonakshi into a woman in heat. And like an ecstatic bitch, she threw her arms around her Stepson's neck, with her legs previously wrapped around his waist, clenching tightly on to him, she lifted her hips to match his thrusts.

"Uuumhhhh Yeahhh, Fuck Me, Fuck your Mother.... I am all yours now... Aaahhh" She groaned nastily and her moans were so loud that Sidd quickly clasped his hand over her mouth fearing that his dad would hear them next door.



Sidd continued to thump her like a machine and with his every stroke he felt her body convulsing. Her soppy inner walls contracted over his penis making it harder for him to penetrate deeper into her. Sidd was pounding his huge penis into his Stepmom without mercy now. The nasty wet noises of their fucking filled the air inside the room.

"Ohh Fuckk Me.... Fuckk Me... Yeahh..." She moaned with his every thrust.

Sidd felt like he would never seize his reign but a deep rush of his seminal fluid from his testicle to the tip of his penis made him convulse. "Oohh MOM I AM GONNA CUMMM..." Sidd groaned as he heavily pounded his cock into his stepmother's shattered vulva.

"Ohh Yeah BABY!! Give it to Me, Give it to me all", she shrieked. And almost as she said this his cock erupted his fertile seeds deep inside her womb.

As their bodies gradually relaxed over the floor, still hugged tightly around each other, and like two passionate lovers they were kissing.

Sidd finally broke from the kiss to breath in some fresh air. He gently withdrew his limp cock out of her still quivering cunt hole. Sonakshi relaxed over the floor caressing his body while he gradually got up on his feet. He began dressing up while she still watched him. While he buttoned his shirt he asked her, "mom! You should dress up now."



"Do I have to?" She asked him.

"Mom, if dad comes out to find us like this we are dead." He said in worried tone.

Sonakshi smiled at him, "You were the one who wasn't afraid about getting caught. What happened now?"

"C'mon mom its not funny, its been more than 20 minutes we are in here. He might get suspicious about us if you don't show your face to him."

"Ok honey, but promise me you will fuck me like this every day."

"Ya... I do, now hurry up and get dressed." Sidd rushed her.

After few minutes when she finished clothing up, Sidd opened the kitchen door and they both walked out of the kitchen. Sonakshi quickly hugged him and gave a peck on his lips and afterwards they parted away to their respective rooms.

When she entered her husband's bedroom she found him dead asleep but now she didn't care as she was content enough.

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Sidd held on to his promise and they fucked, fucked and fucked without ever getting caught. A Month later Sonakshi discovered about her pregnancy. She later announced her pregnancy over the dinner table to her husband and her Stepson. And guess who was the happiest to hear about this good news, it was her husband 'ANIL'.






A year later she delivered a baby boy. Everyone in the house was happy.

But after five years, one day, Anil suddenly had a heart attack. Sonakshi and Sidd had to rush him to the hospital. Well he was out of danger for a while but he was still in serious condition.

That evening the room was swarming with friends and relatives to see Anil. Sonakshi and Sidd were standing at one corner of the room with their five year old son at her side. When all left the hospital room, doctor asked Sonakshi and Sidd to leave too so that Anil could get some sleep, but Anil stopped Sidd and asked him to stay back with him.

Sidd first looked at the doctor and asked his permission. The doctor although was unpleased gave him a nod. He said, "All right, but only for two minutes. Dr. You need to rest." He said to Anil.

Sidd then turned towards Sonakshi and she quickly understood what she had to do. Smiling at her Husband she said, "I will wait outside."

Saying thus she walked outside the room with her 5-year old son. She walked up over to the chairs installed in line for the visitors to sit and sitting over one of them she waited for Sidd.



Inside the room Anil asked his son to come and Sit by his bedside. "Son sit with me, I need to talk to you." Anil whispered as he had trouble speaking out loud.

"Yes dad." Sidd nodded. He sat down next to his father bringing his ears close to his father's mouth so that he won't miss a word while his father is talking to him.

"Sidd I want you to promise me that you will take good care of your stepmother like you did all these years." Anil spoke.

"Yeah dad, I will." Sidd said taking his hand into his.

"She is a good fuck, huh?" Anil winked.



"Huh?" Sidd gasped at his father.

"I married her because she was a good fuck. Does she still have a nice-tight pussy?"

"Dad, what are you saying?" Sidd exclaimed.

"I was crazy for her. I had never fucked a woman so desperate before. She was so full of lust that she could make even a dead man cum. I always craved to be with her, to fuck her every now and then, but then one day suddenly everything as if collapsed. May be it was because of the age that I suddenly lost interest in sex."

"I didn't know about you-two until one night when I came out of the room to find Sonakshi. I found the kitchen door locked and then I heard Sonakshi moaning and screaming out your name. I realized that you-two were fucking inside kitchen." At this instance Anil looked up at his son. He saw his son's face covered with guilt.



Anil smiled and then he continued with his talking, "Well I felt bad at first but then I realized that one could never hold back a woman; so passionate as your Stepmother. I thought it was better to LET YOU instead of letting some stranger fuck her. I know the child she is carrying along with her is not mine."

He had finished talking and He looked into his son's eyes, he lifted his shivering hands to his son's face and caressing him he said his final words, "I have no regrets."



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The damp washcloth felt cool in Ileana's hands. It was supposed to be warm. She pressed it up against her husband's forehead. It had been over a day since their failed attempt to rid Krishan of his demon. Maxamed had not yet turned lucid. Ileana had sent their children to her parents' house as she devoted herself to taking care of her husband. Although, she was quite worried about his anger when he woke up. He had seen her copulate with Krishan, shoving the eighteen-year-old's massive thing up inside her. She just hoped he'd understand it was the house that had done that and not her.



Time to freshen up the washcloth. Ileana stood and left her husband in their bed. She walked over to the bathroom and turned on the faucet. She froze when she looked to her right. There, standing upright on the counter, was that damnable black phallus. Ileana stood staring at it for a long time with the water running and steam rising before her. Eventually, she shut the water off.


"Just one more time," Ileana whispered. She slowly pulled off her dress and removed her panties. She was naked in the bathroom with that black thing. "I don't need to do this." She picked up the dildo, closed the bathroom door, and sat down on the toilet lid. "I just want to see what it's like. One ... last ... time ... uuuugggghhhhhhhh." She spread her legs and shoved it inside her. While not as massive as Krishan's tool, it hit spots her husband couldn't. Her body buzzed with pleasure as she moved the thing in and out.





"Ileana?" Maxamed's voice called from the bedroom, muffled by the bathroom door. "What happened?"


Ileana's heart felt like it wanted to beat out of her chest. With a moment of indecision, she kept the dildo all the way inside her. She grunted as it touched some magical place inside. Then, very slowly, she withdrew the phallus, washed it in the sink, dried it with a hand towel, and tossed it into a drawer. "I'm coming, Maxamed." This was a delicate moment. Ileana didn't know how Maxamed would react to the incident at the mansion. She threw on her dress and rushed back into the bedroom.


"What happened?" Maxamed looked up at her, still with his head on the pillow.


"What do you remember?" Ileana sat down next to him. She'd forgotten the washcloth, so she patted his chest through the blanket.


"We went to that accursed house. I ... I ..." Maxamed blinked his dark eyes. "I took the boy to the unlocked room. And ..." He paused. Memories would not come back. "Did I accidentally chloroform myself?"


"Yes." Ileana sighed with relief. She hated telling the lie, but it was for the greater good.


"And you got me back here? By yourself?"


"It wasn't easy." Ileana nodded.


"Chloroform is a vile drug." Maxamed looked away from his loving wife up to the ceiling. "It gave me such dreadful dreams. I can only see flashes. That ... that you willingly consorted with a monster." He looked back down at her soft, brown eyes. "Tell me that was not a prophetic vision. Tell me that we will have nothing further to do with that accursed family."





"Those were not prophecies, dear husband." She patted the covers again and stood. At least that wasn't a lie. What he described were memories not prophecies. "We will have nothing further to do with the Andersons." Also, not a lie. "Now let me fetch you some food."


"Yes, thank you." A grim tautness left Maxamed's face and he relaxed into his pillow. "The children?"


"At my parents'." Ileana moved to the door. "I'll be back with some lunch. You must be hungry." She left the room and stopped at the bathroom. She paused and then stepped inside. She'd dodged a bullet with Maxamed, and maybe she could take a few minutes to celebrate. The phallus was still in the drawer. She closed the bathroom door, lifted up her dress, and pushed it home. "Ooooohhhhhhhh." Her husband's lunch could wait a few extra minutes.





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The shopping basket bulged with items Anushka didn't need. She'd thrown in Band-Aids, Q-tips, tampons, Aspirin, and various other things she had plenty of at home. She hoped that the extra-large, magnum condoms would go unnoticed by the clerk if the box came with an avalanche of miscellany. She placed the basket on the conveyor belt and watched the clerk go to work.


"We don't sell many of these." After checking a few items, the clerk, an older woman, held up the box of condoms. "Not in this size, anyway. You married well, miss." She smiled a knowing grin and appraised Anushka. "My husband packs a little one." She leaned closer to Anushka. "Is it true what they say?"





"Um." Anushka looked around, but no one else was about. "Sorry?" Her cheeks burned. She wanted nothing more than to pay and get out of there, but the clerk was having none of it.


"Is bigger really better?" The clerk winked. "I've never experienced a ... magnum."

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Anushka gave a slight nod and her cheeks turned more red.


"I knew it." The clerk gave out a quick laugh and bagged the condoms, running the next item over the scanner. "So how big is your husband?"


"I couldn't possibly say." Anushka shrugged.


The clerk stopped what she was doing and looked at Anushka. She made a point of looking at Anushka's wedding ring and then back up to her brown eyes. "It's not your husband is it?" She didn't wait for Anushka's answer. "No it isn't. I can tell. You sly minx. Who is he then? " She went back to checking items. " I always had fantasies?"


Anushka stood perfectly still.


"Keep your secrets then." The clerk held up the last item, a bottle of lube. "I'm not surprised you need this, given his size. Lordy, Lordy." She finished bagging and announced the total.


Anushka shook her head and put her credit card through as quickly as possible. She grabbed her bag and didn't wait for the receipt, heading for the exit.


The clerk called after Anushka as she fled. "More power to you, miss. We could all use a little something extra." The clerk shook her head and chuckled.


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"What do you think?" Anushka twirled in the center of Krishan's room. She wore lacy, lingerie. A matching bra and panty set that did its best to accentuate her already bountiful curves.


"Wow, Mom. You look incredible." Krishan sat on the edge of his bed, his pajamas barely containing his hardon. It had been over a week since the Ileanas had tied him up in the locked room. While that was frightful, and that bear still gave him nightmares, Krishan was willing to forgive the house if it continued to give him moments like these. "Where'd the new underwear come from?"





"Well, to be honest, your father has shown a little more interest in me lately. And since none of my old sexy outfits fit, I picked up a few items at the department store." Anushka faced Krishan and pushed her hip to the right, striking what she hoped was a sexy pose. The delighted look on her eighteen-year-old's face conveyed mission success on her part. "I hope you don't mind sharing me a little. I mean ..." Was she apologizing for sleeping with her husband? A small frown passed across her pink lips. "I mean, I ..." She couldn't formulate the sentence for telling Krishan they weren't exclusive. Because, of course they weren't. She was married. But they were doing all sorts of naughty stuff. It was so confusing.


"It's cool, Mom." Krishan slowly undressed. "I want Dad to be happy. Thank you for sharing the outfit with me."


"You're such a good boy." Anushka's smile returned as she watched that massive penis swing into view. She turned and walked back to the bag she'd left by the door, swaying her round butt a little extra for him. She bent at the waist and retrieved the condoms and lube, giving him a real show. She straightened and walked back across the room. "I got you some condoms that should fit." She placed them on his nightstand.


"I don't want to wear those, Mom."


"They're not for wearing with me, silly. They're for when you experiment with other girls. Like we talked about." Anushka turned and tossed Krishan the bottle of lube, and he caught it out of the air. "Also, I got you some special oil for when we ... you know." Her smile turned shy.


"Wow, thanks." Krishan opened the bottle, put some in his hand and spread the lube all over his dick.


"I thought we'd do a little foreplay first." Anushka licked her lips.


"You take care of me all the time. How much cum have you swallowed this week?" Krishan stood and stepped over to his mom. He hated to remove those awesome panties, but it needed to be done. He slid them off her and she stepped out of them.


"A lot," Anushka whispered. She didn't like when he talked like that.


"Well then, let me take care of you a little." Krishan reached down, cupped Anushka's ass and lifted her up higher and higher until her pussy was right in front of his face and her thighs dangled over his shoulders. He still held on to her ass. Thank goodness for the mansion's high ceilings.





"Oh, gosh. How are you lifting me, Krish?" She looked down, afraid her frail son would drop her to the hardwood floor below. But instead, he pushed her up against his face and licked at her slit. "Oh, Krish." She felt his tongue push inside her, and then he nibbled on her clit. All worries about his sudden strength left her. She dug her fingers into his blond hair and cried out as he pleasured her in the most improbable position. "Oh, gosh. Oh, gosh. Oooohhhhhhhh, goooooossshhhhhhhhhhh." To her embarrassment, Anushka squirted all over Krishan's handsome face when her orgasm overtook her. He didn't seem to mind, as he continued to lap and nibble at her.


Three times Anushka came on Krishan's tongue before he lowered her halfway to the floor. He turned her away from him, with his hands under her knees. He then nestled his dick between her ass cheeks and rubbed her until his dick found her anus. Fortunately, she was loose enough from their previous encounters, that the oily head slipped in.


"How ... ooooohhhhhhhh ... are you doing this?" Anushka's hips involuntarily wiggled as she felt him enter her butt. She'd never been held so open and exposed. "I weigh more than you,. I ... ughhhhhhh." As his penis entered her guts, it took her breath away. She let him bounce her up and down on his shaft. More and more sunk into her.





"Nayanthara made me ... uh ... uh ... uh ... stronger, Mom." Krishan bent his knees and leaned back a little to more evenly distribute their combined weight. He got into a good rhythm, and soon she bounced in the air on his dick. "You like it?"


"Yes. Oh, my ... yes." Anushka's left hand moved between her legs and she stuck two fingers into her vagina. The moment was heaven. "I never ... imagined." Anushka grunted like a wild animal. "I ... never imagined." She wondered what that store clerk would say if she could see Anushka now.


"I know I have to share you with Dad, but I'm the only one that gets to do this. Right, Mom?"


"Yes."


"You want my dick. Right?"


"Yes," Anushka squeaked. She didn't like the coarse language, but Anushka couldn't very well reprimand him with his penis all the way up her butt.


"You're his wife, but my girlfriend?" Krishan tightened his grip on the bottom of her thighs. The moment was too perfect. He felt his balls churning. She didn't answer him, so he upped the pace a bit. "You're my slut, right, Mom?"


Anushka shook her head and felt her vagina contract on her fingers. She wouldn't answer such questions, but she knew it was true. Despite her upbringing, all the hours spent in church, and all her good intentions, she was an adulteress. A harlot. Her son had hooked her on his giant cock. A massive orgasm ripped through her. She was lost. Minutes later, Krishan's soft grunting told her that he was ready and she felt the heat of his release deep inside her. Taking his seed while he tossed her about like a ragdoll sent her hurtling over the edge again. She screamed and it was a wonder she didn't wake the whole house.





"That was ... amazing." When he finished cumming, Krishan pulled her off his dick and tossed her onto his bed. Anushka curled up on her side, trembling. Krishan flopped down behind her and unclasped her lacy, red bra. He'd actually gotten pretty good at unhooking a bra. "I want more, Mom." He pulled her onto her back and removed the bra. He then crawled between her legs.


"More?"


"I want your pussy, too." He rubbed the head of his still hard dick along her slit, admiring her neatly trimmed bush.


"No." Anushka lifted her head up and stared between her heaving breasts to the V of her legs. Krishan's long penis looked so menacing as it nuzzled her folds, the purple head angry and ready to pierce down to her soul. "I ... don't ... want ... a ... baby ..." she panted. Her fuzzy mind struggled to form cogent thoughts.


"I'll pull out then." Krishan was a good son who usually listened to his mother, but this was too tempting. He slid into her.


"Condom ... condom ... condom," Anushka chanted with each powerful thrust. She braced herself and continued to hold her head up, watching Krishan retake her vagina.


"The condoms ... ah ... ah ... aren't for you ... remember?" Krishan placed his hands on the blanket and held himself up so he could look down at his unraveling mother. Her boobs swayed up and down, almost hitting her in the face at the top of their journey.





"Don't want ... baby ... want ... baby ... baby ..." Anushka's hands crept around Krishan's hips and she cupped his little butt. Her fingers dug into the tight flesh and felt it flex with each thrust. Would she really give him this again? "Go ahead ... 
 ... you can ... fill me."


"You're leaking ... Mom. Your ... boobs." Krishan could see droplets flying from her flopping tits. "You're ready for a ... ugh ... ugh ... baby." He leaned forward, and sucked in her left nipple. The milk was every bit as sweet as Nayanthara's. But warm and so full of life. He humped her and gulped down milk. He could feel her grip tighten on his ass, pressing him more fervently into her.

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"Yeeeessssssssssss, " Anushka hissed. How could she deny him anything? "Let ... it out." When she felt that hot seed splash inside her, Anushka convulsed, and her face twisted with pleasure. She might regret it in the morning, but at that moment she wanted nothing more than to let Krishan's little swimmers have full access to her womb.



~~


The days passed. Anushka split her clandestine time between the twins. Feeding and rubbing Shriya and taking Krishan's seed over and over.


Ileana managed to keep her distance from the house. But she couldn't avoid the ubiquitous black dildo, which appeared whenever she had a moment to herself. She was able to resist that temptation, sometimes. But more often than not, she failed and found that she'd impaled herself on the thing, with thoughts of Krishan playing in her head. Her husband hadn't been the same since the locked room episode. He complained frequently of devilish dreams and the demons that wanted to possess his wife. "That house wants to make you its bride, but you're my bride," Maxamed would often say in fervent tones. Ileana had taken to leaving the children at her parents' house for days at a time.





On the other side of town, Hansika tried to be patient with her teenage paramour. She opened her home to him whenever he had free time after college. She looked at her husband differently. Wondering why she had picked that Karun to marry. When her morning nausea started, she knew what had happened. She snuck away from Karun to throw up in the bathroom when necessary. Hopefully, Karun suspected nothing.





All the while, the house watched and listened. The clock ticked and the hallways grew colder as winter arrived. Mansion had been here before and would be here again. But for a little while, it quieted as it built itself up for bigger events to come.


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"I've known few women so dedicated to arithmetic." Nayanthara stood by the sofa in the main living room, wearing a long flowing dress. She looked down at the scribbles Shriya made on her pad of paper.





Shriya gave a start and looked up at the woman. She collected herself. "It's not arithmetic. It's calculus." She should have been frightened to have a strange, unexpected visitor, but for some reason she took it in stride. It was very much like the day she'd seen that young man, Sunny, in the very same room. Shriya took in the woman's freckled beauty and the rise of the woman's pregnant belly under the floral pattern on her dress. "I'm dreaming, aren't I?"


"No." Nayanthara snapped her fingers and the fireplace roared to life, seasoned timbers crackling and popping with flame.


"That seems like a very dreamy thing to do." Shriya nodded at the fire. "Also, I'm pretty sure I'd be terrified if this wasn't a dream."


"They crafted you of puissance, did they not?" Nayanthara smiled at the eighteen-year-old girl. "I am much pleased with your agency."



"What?" Shriya shook her head and put down the pad of paper. "Never mind." She looked around the room, remembering when sunny had appeared. That young man and the woman looked very much alike. And the room looked the same as it did back then, with dark oil paintings and mounted trophy heads on the walls. "You're a Nayan, aren't you?"


"And a clever girl, too. I'm Nayanthara." Nayanthara nodded and smiled brightly. "May I join you?" She sat down next to Shriya and put her hand on the girl's bare knee. Her binary diamonds sparkled on her finger. She frowned at Shriya's short skirt. How scandalous modern sartorial decisions were. "I'd like to help you, dearie."

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"With what?" Shriya found Nayanthara's smile disarming. Her math forgotten, Shriya lost herself in Nayanthara's pretty eyes. It occurred to Shriya that she might be a lesbian.





"Well, first thing's first." Nayanthara reached behind her neck and unbuttoned her dress. "It's late afternoon and you haven't eaten anything since you arrived home. You must be famished." Nayanthara lowered her dress, exposing her breasts. Her dark nipples stood out on her pale, freckled flesh.


"They're beautiful." Shriya licked her lips.


"They're not just for regarding, dearie." Nayanthara clasped the teenager firmly on the back of her head, brushed Shriya's hair from her face with her other hand, and brought Shriya's mouth to her right nipple. "Drink." Nayanthara held her firmly as the girl struggled for the briefest of moments against this new intimacy. But then the sound of sucking and gulping joined the crackling of the fire. "Good girl." Nayanthara let Shriya suckle for a while, and then moved Shriya to her other breast.





"Mmmmmppppphhhhhhhh." Shriya practically purred as she drank from this strange woman in what had to be a perverted dream. The cold milk slid down her throat. She could feel its chill spreading out from her stomach. She wanted more and more. Shriya didn't think of herself as a greedy person, but she wanted to drain Nayanthara dry.


"There now." Nayanthara lifted Shriya from her breast and looked into the girl's dazed eyes. "Now that we're sated, let's move onto today's lesson."


"Lesson?" Shriya blinked. It seemed the room slowly swam around her.


"You need to learn how to please a woman if you don't want to squander our benefactor's gifts." Nayanthara stood and slowly undressed as the girl stared at her. When she was naked, Nayanthara sat back down on the sofa and gently moved Shriya to the floor between her legs. "Your enthusiasm is much admired. But zeal is no substitute for skill."





"I'm not sure we should ..." Shriya's voice trailed away as she looked at the woman's pussy up close. A haired triangle rose above the slit. Higher still was the round, pregnant belly. Shriya focused on the pussy itself. Slight, protruding lips, with a delightful tangy scent. Shriya felt Nayanthara's hand return to the back of her head and then pressure moved her closer and closer until her nose brushed against short hairs. Shriya darted her tongue out and licked at the moisture. Like the rest of her, Nayanthara's pussy was cold. And she tasted wonderful, almost spicy. Shriya took another lick and another. Soon she was lapping happily.


"As always, your enthusiasm is something to behold." Nayanthara guided the girl's head. She couldn't quite see Shriya's work with her belly in the way, but she'd trained so many women over the years that these first licks were second nature to Nayanthara. "Do you know where my love-button is?" Nayanthara drew her breath in and held it. "Yes. Good girl. Now nibble ... no, not so hard ... good ... yes ... now roll the button with your tongue ... oh ... and the finger is a nice touch ... aaaahhhhhhhh ..." Nayanthara's legs trembled, and she held them open with a hand under each thigh. "You're a ... oh ... natural, dearie. Here ... it ... comes ..." Nayanthara's heavy breasts and round belly shook as she worked her way through a marvelous climax.





Shriya leaned back so she could see the pretty woman's face as she came, but Shriya stayed on her knees and kept working that cold pussy with her fingers. Shriya's shiny mouth curved into a smile when she saw one of Nayanthara's eyelids flutter and the woman's mouth hang open. What power to be able to reduce such a noble woman to jelly.


When Nayanthara calmed some, she removed Shriya's fingers from her vagina and smiled down at the girl. "You learn fast. Excellent work." Nayanthara stood and gathered her dress from the floor. "Next time I will show you how to receive such pleasure."


"Really?" Did this woman just say she'd go down on Shriya? Just as she was going to ask Nayanthara a litany of questions, the room around them swam together and Shriya shut her eyes. When she opened them, she was sitting on the couch, with her calculus in her lap. The fireplace sat dark in the corner and the room seemed normal as ever. Shriya licked her lips and could still taste Nayanthara there. Her heart raced. Shriya couldn't wait to see the Nayan again.





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Most mornings, Anushka followed Krishan into one of the house's many bathrooms to get his day off to a good start. It was a little risky, but what was a mother to do? She couldn't send him off to college with a monster stiffy.

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It was a Wednesday when Anushka first accepted the truth of what had happened to her. She was on her knees, lovingly sucking Krishan's purple head. He stood with his butt resting against the sink. Her stomach had felt a little off for a few days and it seemed to be getting worse. She pulled back and gagged. "Krish ... I ... I'm sorry ..." She scooted over to the toilet and lifted the lid. "I don't feel ... so ..." And Anushka threw up. She tried to make it as ladylike as possible, but it was hard to do with such dreadful retching.


"Oh, Mom." Krishan stepped over to the toilet and held her hair back for her. "What's wrong?"





"I'm not ... aaaaaaaggghhhhhhhhhh." She emptied her breakfast into the toilet. As awful as it was, it was comforting to have Krishan hold her hair and pat her tenderly on the back. Even if she knew his giant dick was still hard and hanging over her. A few more retches and she was done. "I've felt off the last few days." She stood and went to the sink. She washed her face and rinsed her mouth out.


"Are you sick?" Krishan stood quietly and watched her freshen up. The thought that something bad might happen to his mother chilled his bones.


"No, no. I'm okay." Anushka didn't really feel sexy at that moment, but she couldn't send Krishan on his way without taking care of him. "No kissing or ... other stuff with the mouth right now." She turned her back to him, lifted her skirt, and pulled her panties to the side. "You can take me like this." She bent over the sink and spread her butt cheeks with her hands.


"Um, okay. Is your pussy okay?" Krishan got behind her.


"Yes." She'd given up trying to stop him from using the word "pussy." It wasn't that bad, after all. "You can use my pussy, Krish." She grunted as he slid it in. Given how many loads he'd dumped in her unprotected womb, it wasn't any wonder that Krishan had planted a baby in her. She gritted her teeth as he revved up his pace behind her. Ganesh certainly hadn't been the one. "That's it ... Danny ... let it all out." She moved her hands from her butt onto the edge of the sink and gripped tightly. She looked at the woman in the mirror with her brown hair flopping with each thrust, her cleavage bouncing, and the ecstatic expression on her face. What a sight. She looked up to her son. He had a look of serious concentration and effort on his handsome face. He was going to orgasm soon.





"Do you want me ... uh ... uh ... to pull out today?" Krishan slapped her ass and enjoyed the additional ripples that spread from the area of impact.


"No, it's okay, sweetie. Do it ... ooohhhhh ... inside." Anushka wondered if he was playing dumb, or if he really didn't know that it didn't matter where he spurted now. He was only eighteen. He might not know. "Oooooohhhhhhhh, yeeeessssssssssss." Anushka's pussy spasmed as he unloaded yet again inside her. Her orgasm carried her off into the clouds. When she came back to the bathroom, Krishan was already pulling up his pants.


"That was awesome. Thanks, Mom."


"You're ... welcome ... pumpkin." Anushka pulled her panties back into place and lowered her dress. She turned and kissed Krishan on the cheek. "Be good today."


"I will." Krishan nodded. He couldn't wipe that stupid grin off his face.


"The bus is almost here. Go get 'em." Anushka smacked him on the butt and sent him out of the bathroom. When would she tell him that he'd made her a grandmother? Or that he'd given himself another sibling? Anushka tried to wrap her mind around it and had a hard time accepting the inevitable. Maybe she'd tell him when she sorted it in her own head. Or maybe when it became obvious. Whichever came sooner.



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"Are these getting bigger?" Shriya whispered as she groped her mom's boobs. She wiggled on top of Anushka, halfway under the covers. Faint starlight fell through the circle of windows in her tower room onto the bed. Shriya lowered her face to a soft, warm nipple and continued drinking.


"I don't think so." Anushka wasn't sure. They shouldn't grow so soon, but they shouldn't have milk either. "I don't know." Anushka grabbed the sheets as she felt her daughter move off her nipple and kiss the underside of her boob.


"You're ... so ... soft ... and ... warm," Shriya said between kisses. She worked her way down over the slight curve of Anushka's belly.





"Wait, . Don't ..." Anushka gripped the sheets in panic and anticipation as her daughter kissed her way under the covers down to between Anushka's legs. "Oooohhhhh, swwweeeeettttiiiieeeee." Anushka's hips rocked as Shriya's tongue found her vagina and then worked up to her clit. Anushka clenched her teeth and twisted her upper body back and forth. Strange guttural sounds escaped her lips. "How ...?" She wanted to ask her daughter how she was so good at going down on a woman. Was she a natural? But Anushka's brain locked up and no more words would form. Her daughter's fingers entered her pussy, and Anushka grunted her way through a massive orgasm.


Over the past several days, Shriya had practiced quite a bit with Nayanthara. She was very happy with the fruits of her labor as she felt and heard her mom going crazy. Her sweet, churchgoing mother writhed on her tongue, completely at Shriya's mercy. The only thing better would be if Shriya was getting some attention, too. She turned her body around so that her butt stuck out of the covers, near Anushka's head.



"I don't think I can, pumpkin." Anushka looked up as Shriya lifted one of her legs over Anushka's face. She was now gazing at the tight, smooth curve of Shriya's upper thighs and butt. And hovering above Anushka's chin was her daughter's pussy.

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"Go ahead, Mom." Shriya continued to work Anushka with her fingers, and she wiggled her ass a little in Anushka's face. "Try it." Shriya dropped her mouth back to Anushka's pussy.


"Um ..." Anushka put her hands on Shriya's butt. She did want to give Shriya the same out-of-this-world feelings her daughter had given her. She lifted her head off the sheets and tentatively licked at the slit. Not so bad. She did it again, and again. She worked her tongue in between Shriya's protruding lips. Her daughter tasted wonderful, bright, earthy, and sharp.


"Mmmmpphhhhhh." Shriya lifted her face up. "That's good. Keep doing that, Mom."





Anushka's fingers pressed into Shriya's firm butt, pushing her harder onto her mouth. She nibbled on those prominent pussy lips. Not long ago, when Krishan had gone down on her, Anushka had wondered why she'd waited so long in life to have someone do that for her. Now, as she slurped and nibbled, she wondered why she had waited so long to eat pussy. The obvious answers that she was married and had only been with men, didn't really occur to her at the moment.


Mother and daughter spent most of the night with their new found pleasures.


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The cafeteria buzzed with lunchtime cacophony as students ate and goofed off. Krishan sat at a table with a couple friends from class, thoughtfully munching chicken tenders and listening to the conversation.


"Check out that hot chick. Is she a senior?" Hari said.


"No way. Look at her." Hassan shook his head and smacked his friend's shoulder. "She's like a model or something."


"Oh, shit." Hari averted his eyes. "She's smiling and waving at me."


Krishan followed their gaze and smiled at the woman striding over to them. She was more beautiful than a model, he thought. "You morons, that's my sister-in-law."





"Sorry." Grady looked back up at her and waved.


"Yeah, sorry dude." Hassan smiled. Krishan's brother was a lucky man, he thought.


"It's cool." Krishan got up with his lunch tray. "I'll go see what she wants. Catch up with you later."


"Later." Hassan watched Krishan greet her, dump his tray, and leave the cafeteria. Hassan's eyes stayed on the woman's round butt, rolling under her dress until she disappeared from sight. He made a mental note to get invited to some of Krishan's family gatherings.


Outside the cafeteria, Krishan leaned in close to Hansika. "What are you doing here?"


"I wanted to see you." Hansika fidgeted with the front of her long, green dress and pouted.


"Didn't you get my text?" Krishan took her by the shoulder and guided her down an uncrowded hallway. "I'll come over Friday after college." He took her through the kiln room and back to an empty alley where he sometimes hung out when he needed some space at college. "I have a lot going on, and you can't just show up at college."


"A lot going on?" Hansika looked around the alley. It was cramped with some pallets resting up against one wall. No one around. "You mean your girlfriend? Is she at college right now? I'd love to meet her."


"I never said she went to college with me." Krishan watched as a sly smile spread across Hansika's face.


"You little devil." She reached up under her dress and pulled down her panties. In her heels, she carefully stepped out of them and stashed the panties in her purse. "You're dating an older woman. Is she in college?"


"She's ... not in college." Krishan's dick hardened.


"Is she as pretty as me?" Hansika turned her back to Krishan, lifted up her dress, and rested it above her butt.





"Well, yeah." Krishan looked down at her perfect, round ass. "She's really pretty." He dropped his pants and underwear and moved behind her.


"Does she have a thing for teenage dick?" Hansika looked back over her shoulder and saw that his cock was out. It was pure, ravaging perfection. "Is she a slut for you too, Krish?" She knew he liked dirty talk.


"Yes." Krishan slid his dick in and listened to Hansika whimper. He grabbed her hips and banged into her.


"Karun and I ... ugh ... ugh ... used to do it here." Hansika pressed her fingers into the brick wall. She could feel the cold air teasing her bare ass and legs. And the hot dick so very deep inside her. "Well ... not in this ... ah ... ah ... ah ... exact spot. But in the ... high college. Usually in the ... storage room." She dropped her voice an octave on the last two words as he hit a sweet spot in her pussy.





"Is that why you came here today?" Krishan reached up and took a handful of her blonde hair in his left hand. "Reliving the past with an boy?"


"No." Hansika tried to shake her head, but Krishan's grip wouldn't allow it. "This is different."


"How different?" Krishan looked around the alley. It occurred to him that it would be very bad if someone found him pounding his sister-in-law at college. But he couldn't stop. People hardly ever came back there, anyway.


"Sex with Karun was ... Oh, God ... good ... but with you ... it's ..." Hansika tried to stifle her screams as she came, and the sound that came out of her was somewhere between a wheeze and a growl. When the stars stopped flashing before her eyes, she pushed her ass back at Krishan. "With you ... it's like a religious ... ugh ... ugh ... experience. And I need more and more." She wanted to tell him about the baby growing inside her. But maybe a back alley at college wasn't the right place.



"I'm gonna cum ... ... I'm gonna ..." Krishan coated her insides with a hot, sticky mess. His fingers tightened on her hair and hip, and then gradually loosened again. He gave her butt a gentle slap and pulled out of her.


"Aaahhhhhhhh," Hansika sighed and turned around. "You can't go back to class like that." She pushed his frothy dick to the side, let go, and watched it sway back and forth. "Let me clean you up." Hansika squatted down in front of him and licked up and down his long shaft. She sucked up all their combined cum. Good God, she really was a slut. She glanced up at Krishan, and could see the dreamy smile on his lips that he always got after cumming. "There now, all clean."


"Thanks, Hansi. You're the best." Krishan tucked his dick away and pulled up his pants.


"Better than your girlfriend?" Hansika stood, retrieved her panties from her purse, and carefully pulled them back on.


Krishan shook his head.


"Oh, boo, Krish." Hansika tried to frown, but her smile wouldn't quit. "Just as good?"


Krishan nodded.


"Well, thank you for lying so convincingly." She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. She'd only meant it to be a peck, but soon they were in each other's arms, making out in the alley. He was such an urgent kisser. Hansika loved it.


A bell rang and they broke their kiss.


"Shit. I gotta go." Krishan tried to adjust his dick so his hardon wouldn't be too obvious. "I'll see you Friday?" He kissed her on the cheek and raced off through the kiln room.





"Yeah, Friday." Hansika watched him go. She held her hand up to her chest and felt her heart racing. She was totally screwed. Who fell in love with their brother-in-law? What a stupid thing to do. "Play it cool,. Play it cool," she whispered to herself. She adjusted her panties and walked back into the college. She knew her way out. It hadn't been that long ago that she'd roamed those halls with Karun. But now, she had his brother's cum leaking into her panties.


To be continued……

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#Shriya & Tamanna

It felt good to be back in my room. After my first year of attending a University, I was back home for the summer. My name is Sunny and I live with my mom Shriya. My dad died more than a dozen years ago. Last year Mom bought the house we're now living in, located forty miles from where we used to live. We moved here right after my eighteenth birthday.

The house is bigger than Mom and I required, but it was the best value for the location. I live on the upper floor which consists of two bedrooms with a shared bathroom. We turned one of them into a study room and my bedroom has a great view out the front of the house. Mom's master suite is down a long hallway from the dining room and the living room overlooks the back of the property. Large windows face the gardens out back providing a peaceful and quiet atmosphere. There are a couple other bedrooms along the hallway to Mom's master suite which have been turned into hobby rooms.

Her sister, Tamanna, convinced Mom to move here to be closer. She divorced her husband three years ago and longed for her sister's companionship and finally convinced Mom to relocate close to her. Mom wasted no time to move here as soon as I completed +2. Neither have regretted it and have been inseparable. They have shown no interest in men, preferring to spend their time together and with me.

Physically similar, they would have no trouble attracting men if they desired. Both have their long hair, which frames their beautiful faces perfectly. Mom's large, deep brown eyes make you feel better immediately when she looks at you. She has long firm legs, proudly showing them off wearing short skirts. Her breasts aren't huge but large enough to sexily push out her tight blouses.



Aunt Tamanna has deep eyes which accent her blonde hair. I thought she was sexy before but her new hair color makes her look even better. At 31 she's 7 years younger than Mom. Her breasts look smaller than Mom's and her luscious legs look similar.




My mood is always at its best when I'm around either of them. We have a large garden at our new house and the three of us work together, keeping it maintained and treating ourselves to a dinner or movie after a day of hard work. My aunt lives a few blocks away and routinely walks over to visit us.

Tamanna never mentions her ex-husband, but she did obtain the house and a substantial amount of money when the divorce was finalized. Mom told me it was due to a dispute concerning children but wouldn't divulge whether my aunt wanted offspring or he did. Not knowing the true story but knowing him, I suspected he had an affair and was caught.

Our time together the last few years has really bonded Mom and me, working and playing together. Mom rented an apartment for me at the University believing I would be more comfortable than sharing a room in the dorms. I figured it was an incentive to keep me at college allowing her to develop a relationship. Coming home once a month I figured I'd give Mom plenty of freedom, but as far as I could tell she wasn't dating. After three months Mom pleaded with me to come home every weekend because she and my aunt missed my company. Gladly accepting her proposal I changed my schedule according to Mom's wishes.

My time with Mom and my aunt was increasing my sexual frustration. When I arrived back to college on Sunday night I'd call up one of several girls I cycled through. They didn't know why they received such a good fucking each time I came back and I wasn't honest enough to tell them I was fantasizing they were my mother. I picked girls that looked similar to Mom or Aunt Tamanna, avoiding an emotional attachment to any of them. They made it clear they were with me for the sex and didn't want to get tied down to anyone so I didn't mind using them to stave off my incestuous lust.

Mom and Tamanna were still close and neither dated. Their full attention was devoted to me when I came home for the weekends and I looked forward to being with them this summer. Jealous men would stare when we'd go out on the town. My aunt would dress less conservative; although, much to my dismay neither would go braless.

Eating out was especially hard as I would sit by Mom with Tamanna across from us. She wore a bra but her dresses showed a lot of cleavage from her full. She caught me more than once staring at her chest through dinner, not saying anything to my mother. She would go back to talking to Mom, smiling while acknowledging the admiration of her sexy wares.



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Mom interrupted my daydreaming when she called me down for dinner. One of my favorite meals was waiting for me to celebrate my homecoming. As we sat across from each other I found myself longingly staring at her beauty. She even asked me a couple of times whether I didn't like my food since I wasn't eating much. It was hard to break away to eat, but I didn't want to hurt her feelings in her attempt to please me. Her eyes were like magnets, deep brown and beautiful, like a window to her soul.

When finished we cleaned up and retired to the living room to discuss our plans for the gardens. It was the time of year we'd have to do a lot of work to get them in shape for summer. She told me Tamanna was anxious to come over and help which wouldn't help subdue my aroused state. Unfortunately, I was going to have to seek a seasonal job to help pay for my escalating education costs. Summer employment was going to severely limit the time I would be able to spend with my two favorite ladies.

I was tired after the long trip and went to bed early, putting off job hunting until morning. I fell asleep fast thinking of past images of Mom and my aunt. I woke up earlier than normal and went downstairs to the kitchen. Mom still has a daily newspaper delivered and whenever I'm home we'd share it while eating breakfast. I retrieved it and started to read while waiting for Mom to arrive.

*****

Mom's door creaked open and I heard her footsteps come down the hall. She lightly kissed me on the back of my neck and said, "Good morning, Sunny. You're up early." I could smell her natural scent as her lips burned my flesh.

"Yes, I am. I slept well and wanted to get a start on looking for a job," I replied as I looked up to see her walk around me to go to the counter. I froze as I gazed at my mom wearing a blue nightie which barely covered her full, firm ass. It wasn't a see-through, but it clung to her tight enough making it was obvious she was nude underneath.

As she filled the coffee machine my eyes locked onto her long, bare legs. It wasn't the first time I'd seen them but they still excited me when displayed. As she finished and turned I quickly looked down at the paper disguising the fact I was leering. As she walked by me to go back to her room my eyes lustfully followed her sexy body.

After a few minutes, she returned in a robe to prepare breakfast. She must come out to the kitchen each morning right after she wakes up, starts up the coffee, then returns to her room to change to her robe. I had gotten up early before and she was always in her robe. I wonder if she had changed her routine when I started college.



I made a mental note to not let sleep interfere again with my early morning delight. Hopefully, she wouldn't revert back to changing to her robe before coming out to start up the coffee in the future.

We talked while she finished cooking. After we ate and finished reading the paper, I helped her clean up. She asked me what I was going to do today. I told her I was going to hunt for a summer job to help pay for college. We talked about possible job prospects and where I should start looking.

She hugged me, wishing me luck and left to get dressed to go to work. Retreating to my room, I surfed for job leads. A few minutes later I heard Mom's car pull out. I looked out my window and watched her drive away. As soon as her car disappeared I was in bed stroking my rock-hard cock, reliving the sight of her nightie-clad body. I didn't last long, coating my stomach with globs of hot cum.

I didn't have much luck finding a job so I decided to take a break and go out. I stopped at the grocery store and picked up some items Mom had wrote on a list on the table. When I arrived home Mom was already there, earlier than normal. She greeted me with a hug and I asked her if anything was wrong. She informed me she took off to spend more time with me before I found a job.

We walked around the garden discussing what we were going to do for the next few days. While we were eating dinner later that night, I informed her I wasn't having any luck finding a job. She looked disappointed but then smiled as she said, "You never know, maybe something will come up."

Soon after we retired to the living room to watch TV, Mom went to her room. She left the door open and I could hear her talking on the phone, probably catching up with a friend. Their conversation was too faint to comprehend the content, but I did hear her say goodbye to whoever she was talking to.

She came out and sat by me on the couch, wrapping her arm around me to hug me close. I could feel the heat from her body and her breath as she told me she was going to help me with a job. I turned to look into those beautiful eyes as she continued to tell me she was talking with her friend Trisha regarding some available work. I remembered Trisha from our old neighborhood. She was Mom's age and was hot. She told me Trisha had quite a bit of work to do around her house and she was willing to pay me good money to help.



Trisha was wealthy and would usually give me a money when we'd go visit her, for my college fund, she'd say. I figured the pay would be good and working around a hot looking woman couldn't be bad. I readily agreed to work for her. Mom was elated, smiled and kissed me on the cheek as she went back to her room to call Trisha. She came out later and informed me I could start the next morning. After a few more minutes I told Mom I was going to bed to get a good night's sleep. Setting my alarm to get up early, I drifted off fast.

*****

The next morning I was up and reading the paper, anxiously awaiting Mom's arrival. She made her appearance at the same time wearing the same nightie. My plan worked as I leered at her scantily clad body. She repeated her routine, leaving and returning to fix breakfast in her robe. I told Mom I'd probably be late getting home since Trisha's house was an hour away. She hugged me goodbye and wished me luck on my job. Her parting smile was sexy and even had a diminutive smirk mixed in. It was enough to arouse my horny prick.



I made it to Trisha's place and she was still as hot as I remembered. We reviewed the things she wanted to be done and the list looked short enough I was sure I could do it in a day, although Mom had told me there was a week's worth of work. After the first item was completed I realized the main job Trisha wanted accomplishing was to have her pussy filled with hard, young cock. Her seduction plan wasn't complicated, leading me to her bedroom, stripping off her clothes and begging me to fuck her hard.



She kept me in bed all day, obviously not getting the spousal sexual attention she required. She told me her husband was out of town on a business trip until the end of the week, probably fucking his secretary instead of attending meetings. She wasn't upset about his indiscretions as she was financially comfortable in their relationship. Neither of them desired a divorce and was fine with the status quo.

Exhausted from my workout, I arrived home late. Mom asked me how it went and I told her there was a lot of hard work to do and it would keep me busy for the week. She smiled and told me how happy it made her knowing she was able to help with the arrangement. I went to bed early in order to get up for Mom's negligee showing.

Each day was a repeat of events starting with Mom in the morning and Trisha taking a sexual pounding during the day allowing me to live out my mom fantasies. 



One of the mornings I blew it and slept past Mom's nightie show. Friday arrived too soon for my liking, signaling the end of my work week. I was hoping Trisha would extend my time, but she explained she didn't want the neighbors to get suspicious and she had enough memories to last a while. She thanked me with a day of sex and I left with a check for 50K.



Mom had one of my favorite meals ready when I arrived home and we discussed our weekend plans. We decided on a number of projects in the garden and she mentioned that her sister was going to come over to help. I was looking forward to spending a weekend with them. Signing and handing the check to Mom brought out a big smile as I told her to use it to help pay for college expenses.

After breakfast the next day we worked in the garden. Shortly after we began my aunt showed up, looking as good as ever. We had never felt comfortable hugging as she was too close to my age, but she did stroke my arm with her hand in a greeting fashion, smiling wide and causing my groin to tingle. We toiled through the day, broke for lunch and decided to go out to dinner to celebrate our day of hard work.

Aunt Tamanna went home to change while Mom and I picked her up on the way out. They were radiant at dinner and I couldn't have been happier being out with these two beautiful women. Envious husbands stared at us as we dined. Sleep came easy after a full day of work.

After breakfast the next morning, Mom pulled her chair to face mine. She sat down and scooted up closer, intertwining our legs. Her bare leg rubbed against me under our robes as she leaned forward and stroked my arms. Her smooth, firm knees pressing along my hairy thighs sent electric shocks to my hardening cock.



She told me she had something important to tell me. I stroked her arms the same way she was doing, relaxing both of us. Fortunately, my robe concealed my hard prick resulting from our close contact.

She stared at me as if she were trying to decide how to tell me what she had on her mind. I looked back into those brown eyes and immediately felt at ease. She told me she had a long phone conversation with Trisha yesterday. My relaxed state began to disappear wondering what Trisha had told Mom.

"Trisha's pregnant," she divulged, still staring at me. I could only imagine the panic-stricken look sweeping across my face. I hadn't used protection with Trisha. She pulled me tight each time as I flooded her cunt with cum each time. I had wrongly assumed she was on some kind of birth control.



"It's your baby, Sunny," she continued.

Fear swept through me as my hands squeezed tight on Mom's arms. What an idiot I had been forgetting about protection. My mind was racing of the implications of getting someone pregnant. Mom could see my discomfort and moved her hands to mine pulling them away and held them tight, smiling widely, amused at my predicament.

"Relax, it's okay. She wanted the baby. She told me how she seduced you and how she tricked you into thinking she was on birth control," she quietly said in an attempt to calm me. Moving her hands to my arms, she stroked up and down to ease the tension.

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Taking a deep breath, I replied, "Wow Mom. I had no idea. You're okay with this? Does she want anything from me?"

"She wanted a baby and her husband couldn't give her one. She's elated and doesn't want anything from you. You know, it's not uncommon," she told me, still locking our eyes together.

"Not uncommon?"



Explaining further she said, "Yes, wealthy women routinely find a young man to impregnate them when their husband can't or doesn't want to."

"Why don't they go to a fertility clinic and get inseminated," I asked, more relaxed from Mom's gentle caressing.

"They usually don't want anyone to know and they like the more discreet method. Most of the time the husband won't allow it, afraid his colleagues might find out and think he is less of a man for it."

"Trisha asked me to have this talk with you to make sure you're okay. She hated that she didn't ask you in advance, fearing you'd say no to her," she stated, looking for my reaction.

I smiled and told her, "It's fine Mom. I like Trisha and I'm glad she's happy now. It was quite a workout last week though."

"No details Sunny. A mother doesn't want to know those kinds of things," she laughed, breaking the tension.

She pulled back and we went to change for another day of work in the garden. Aunt Tamanna arrived mid-morning to help out. Several times Mom caught me staring at my aunt when she'd bend over and display her cleavage. My face reddened realizing I wasn't that sneaky, but Mom only smirked and continued to work. We ate at home and Tamanna left right after.



After our showers, we relaxed on the couch watching TV before retiring for the night. Mom dbangd her arm around me and stroked my upper arm again as she did in the morning. She moved my arm to do the same to her and we enjoyed the moment, massaging and bonding with each other. Her skin was smooth and soft. I could have remained there for the rest of the night. I gently squeezed her arm several times after she did it to me.

We were ready to call it a night when she looked over at me and said, "I really enjoyed the time we spent together during the weekend. It was fun working and playing together again. I've missed your company more than I thought I would when you were at college."

I replied, "I always have fun when I get to work in the garden with you and Aunt Tamanna. It's going to be a bummer to have to start looking for another job tomorrow." I secretly wondered if she had any more hot friends needing help.

As if she read my mind, Mom said, "Trisha told me some of her friends are really jealous of her now," as her eyes locked with mine. "You know, there is a way you can spend more time with me this summer and still earn money."

Observing my clueless look, she disclosed her plan. "Trisha says her friends would be willing to pay for the same service. It wouldn't take long and you could spend more time here with me."

Now it hit me. Mom wanted me to impregnate Trisha's friends. Trying to hide my excitement, I responded, "Gee Mom, you want to pimp out your son? That doesn't sound legal."

Squeezing my arm harder, she replied. "Not pimping. It isn't sex. You'd be inseminating desperate women. We would provide a service they need and they're willing to pay well for it."

"Umm, Mom. You do realize sex is part of it, don't you? How about the legality of it? What if they want to come after me for child support or something?"

She explained the process in length. She assured me these women had no intention or desire to establish a relationship with me. They didn't even want to see my face during the process. It wouldn't be lovemaking, it would be a simple infusion of sperm. They required secrecy because they didn't want to involve anyone else. Trisha had a loyal attorney draw up an agreement to protect both parties from further action. The women would be people we hadn't met to further cement anonymity.

The plan was well thought out. I wonder how long Mom and Trisha had been working on the details. It was hard to contain my excitement over my new summer job prospect. I told her in as steady a voice as I could, "Sure Mom. I'll help out. Giving me more time to help around here will be really nice."

"Great Sunny. I'm taking off work this week in order to spend more time together," she informed me, returning to the smooth-stroking on my upper arm.



*****

Sleep once again came easy dreaming of my new summer job. Awakening early I waited for Mom to show up for breakfast. She was later this morning and I was afraid she'd sleep in late since she was taking the week off. I was ready to go back to my room when I heard her door open and close. She kissed my neck and started the coffee. She wore a different nightie this morning. It was dark green and sleeveless. A small strip of her thigh was visible as she glided around the kitchen. The other difference was that she didn't go change, staying to prepare breakfast.

Once the food was ready she served us and sat down opposite me. Her new nightie had a thin gap in front which displayed a small amount of cleavage. I openly stared at the exposed flesh of the insides of her full breasts. She continued to eat as if nothing had changed. I was hard through the meal, barely hearing her talk to me concerning the day's events. Through the fog, I heard she was going to Trisha's for awhile work out the details.



As soon as we finished and I spotted her car go down the road I was already stroking my prick, quickly coming to the vision of my mother's sexy body. I worked in the garden and Mom showed up several hours later. We ate and decided to go out to the movies with Tamanna in the afternoon. It was a pleasant day and I wondered what she and Trisha had discussed today.

My aunt left for her house afterward, leaving Mom and me on the couch again. Mom told me she had met a client at Trisha's and she had made arrangements for us to meet tomorrow. Locking her beautiful eyes on mine, she explained, "Our client will show up here while you wait in your room. You won't meet her as they don't want to be able to recognize you if they happen to see you later. I'll prepare her for the procedure. She'll be on my bed, covered by a sheet. Your job is to uncover her far enough to do your business. The client will never show her face nor talk to you."

I nodded to acknowledge my instructions. Concerned on whether I'd be able to get hard without any foreplay I rebuked, "I don't know Mom. No kissing, no talking, slight touching. I don't know if I'll be able to adequately perform."

She was silent for a moment thinking over what I said and replied. "It might be a challenge. I'll let them know you may have to caress their legs to advance things and you can talk to them if it helps. They won't respond to anything you say. They want success so I'm sure they'll be tolerant for whatever it takes."

Mom remained clad in her nightie the next morning as we ate. I went to my room to wait for her to let me know when my services would be required. I didn't change out of my robe keeping my thoughts on anything but Mom. I didn't want to be tempted to blow off a load. I heard a car pull up and soon after, muffled voices drifted up from downstairs. Mom was preparing our client. I heard a light knock on my door and opened it to see Mom still clad in her nightie. Seeing my surprised look, she told me the clients felt more relaxed if she was dressed in less formal attire.



No complaints from me as I wouldn't mind if she wore it all day. She stroked my upper arms as she held me. I did the same, relishing in the texture of her smooth, soft skin. She asked, "Honey, we didn't talk about payment and how much you'd like after expenses."

"Mom, keep whatever you get. You're putting me through college. You deserve it and I don't really need any money. You take care of everything as it is."

She smiled and pressed her thinly covered body to mine in a tight hug. I felt her braless tits squash on my robe-covered chest as we stroked each other's arms. I was hardening fast and released her before it became too obvious. She smiled and told me to wait a few minutes before coming down. Apprehension swept through me as I anxiously waited to start my new summer job.

Nervously I went downstairs to Mom's bedroom, closing the door behind me. I removed my robe noticing my hard prick was already softening due to the pressure of the moment. A thin, silk sheet was attached to Mom's headboard, covering a woman's body to her feet.

Her breasts pushed up the sheet as well as her pelvic bones. I walked up close and moved the covering up exposing her legs below her knees. They were a deep brown, not from her race, but from suntanning. This woman was a sun worshiper. Her legs were closed together and she was tense as I ran my hands up and down her lower legs.

Her skin felt tough from the damaging sun. Her skin was more like leather, hard and dry. Seeing her nervous state, I quietly talked to her, trying to ease her stress. I moved the sheet up further stroking her upper legs and thighs. Her hands were at her sides and were clenched tight. She was so nervous I was afraid this wasn't going to work and we might have to call it off.

I was completely soft now as my mind raced to try to think of how to proceed to put this woman more at ease. Suddenly it hit me. She loved to lie in the sun and was probably really proud of her skin.

Complimenting her on her deep-brown skin, I continued to gently massage her legs. Feeling her relax I told her to think of when she was in the sun enjoying the warmth. Her hands relaxed as she took herself to her happy place.

As I stroked her thighs I told her to imagine it was her hands spreading oil on her legs. As her thoughts shifted to a more pleasant environment, she spread her legs apart a few more inches. Gently I moved the sheet to her waist exposing her pussy. There was a pillow under her lower back elevating her hips. I wasn't sure if this was part of the procedure to hold in my sperm or if it was to help me penetrate the woman without having to lie on top of her.



Her pussy was smooth except for a landing patch above her slit. I could see a lighter tone of skin where she had worn a bikini bottom for some of the time in the sun. I slowly ran my fingers up and down her slit. Her legs were still too tight together to allow me to enter. My best chance would be to put her at ease in the setting she felt most comfortable.

I felt her body soften as she opened her thighs wider allowing more access to her slit. She was responding as I had hoped. Pressing on with the scene, I said, "You must in your backyard, but you have to put on your bottom at times in case friends or a delivery man shows up."

Her hips moved in excitement as I proceeded with the fantasy. "I wish I was the lucky delivery man, coming in the yard and seeing sexy, nude woman on display."

Moisture was appearing on her slit as her fantasies overcame her nervousness. "You have to be careful when laying out in the sun nude, not knowing when a friend or a family member will arrive unannounced."

She didn't react until I mentioned family. I was narrowing in on one of her hidden fantasies.

"Your daughter might see you and get embarrassed seeing her nude mother. Or maybe even your son."

Her hips involuntarily bounced when I mentioned her son. My plan was set now. I stroked her wet slit as she mulled over what I said. I was hardening knowing this woman was mentally fantasizing about her son.

"I can imagine how it might happen. One day you're nude and you hear the phone ring in the house. You're slow to get up to answer it and the recorder is already on. You hear your son talking and you're getting ready to pick it up when you stop and let the answering machine take the call. He explains that he's getting off work and will be home earlier than normal. Thinking you're visiting friends, he tells you he's going to get some sun until you get back."

She opened her legs wider as I talked her through the incestuous fantasy. I alternated from stroking her thighs to caressing her engorged cunt lips. "You know why he called. He still lives at home unable to afford his own place after graduation. He came home early once and caught you sunbathing nude. He yelled out in surprise and when you looked up, he ran back inside. After you put your suit on you went in to see him being careful to avoid any discussion concerning the incident. His face was red but more important his pants were bulging out. Your son's prick was rock hard from looking at his beautiful, naked mother."

She moved her hands to cup her ass cheeks, massaging them, raising her pelvic area up to my exploring hands. She was really getting worked up with my fantasy. My manhood was at full attention, living out her mother-son seduction.

"You know what you should do as a good mother. Wearing your suit would be the proper course of action. You wouldn't want to embarrass him again. He doesn't think you're home. He's assuming you're out. Your excited, throbbing cunt overrides any sensible thoughts. You get up and move the lounge so your horny, motherly pussy will be on full display to the door. Hearing his car pull in the drive, you get in position and spread your legs to put on a show for your son. Your dark sunglasses prevent him from seeing you looking as you pretend you're asleep."

Bringing her knees up she spread her legs out wide, opening her glistening groove as the familial fantasy proceeded. I massaged her pussy and the surrounding her fiery hole. Her skin was much smoother and reminded me of Mom's arm when I was stroking it.

"You hear the patio door slide open and see him through your shades. He's wearing trunks, ready to get some sun when he stops and stares at your nude body. He softly calls out your name, not loud enough to wake you but enough to see if you're sleeping. You remain silent. He advances closer unable to take his eyes off your pussy. He pulls his trunks down and you see your son's hard prick for the first time since he was a child."

She thrashed her hips while she visualized her aroused son standing before her. Her hands went to my back and stroked up and down. Inserting two fingers into her wet cunt, I slowly slithered them in and out of her leaking pussy.



"Your son slowly strokes his hard cock while staring at his mom's open gash. He cups his balls after a couple of strokes and proceeds back up to the head."

She moved her hands from my back to firmly wrap them around my prick. She followed the act I described her son was doing. She lightly squeezed my balls as she pumped my slick shaft, twisting my fat, bulbous head on the upstroke. Both of us were leaking pre-cum as we executed our fantasy.

"You sense him move closer to the lounge. Your son's forbidden prick is dangerously close to your open pussy. He calls your name again, gaining confidence when you groan and moan as if you're having a dream. You murmur his name and hump your hips up as if you're fucking him in a dream. You hoarsely whisper out your fantasy of how much you've wanted his hard prick."

Her hands left my prick and went to hold my sides. She was gripping tight anticipating the moment her son fucked her. I closed the gap between us and ran my slippery, engorged head around the mouth of her pussy. She bucked up, capturing and pulling my prick into her hungry canal.

"Your son is hard as a rock now and can't pull out. He didn't want it to go this far but by mistake, his prick entered his mom's sacred canal. Even though he thinks you're still asleep, he tells you he's sorry and asks for forgiveness. He's wanted to do this for a long time and can't resist any longer. Exclaiming his love for you, he slides his hard cock into your horny pussy."

I fed my prick into her tight sheath. It was well lubricated and I had no problem pushing in until my balls hit her ass. I pulled back and plowed in again. I could hear her gasping for air under the sheet. I fucked her hard and fast for several minutes, elevating our passions. She was humping and gyrating her hips, fully immersed in the incestuous fantasy.



Squeezing my waist hard she pulled me in tight on each down stroke. I had already gone way past Mom's restrictions. I chanced pushing the limit. I moved my hands up under the sheet approaching her breasts. I decided it was time to switch the role-playing to a more personal technique.

"Oh, Mom! Your pussy is hot and tight. I've dreamed of this for years. I have to hold your breasts. They're perfect and I love you more than you know," I choked out. I cupped her tits, massaging her full globes as I continued to pummel her pussy. Her head was turning from side to side under the sheet and her moaning was getting louder.

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Too many times I had fantasized I was fucking my mother with my girlfriends but was careful not to call out Mom's name, nor exclaim my feelings I had of my mother. Able to fully enact my fantasy, I fucked her furiously because she was my mother in my mind.

I captured her blood-engorged nipples between my fingers, tweaking and pulling her sensitive buds. We were both excited from the enactment and weren't going to last much longer. Her pussy was quivering as she humped up each stroke to pull me in as deep as possible.

"Oh, Mommy. I'm going to come. I'm ready to blow my load. I don't think I can hold out any longer. I don't know if you're on protection, maybe I should pull out and ..."

I wasn't able to finish as she grabbed my asscheeks and pulled me in as tight as she could. I screamed, "Mommy, I'm coming in you. I'm filling your pussy with my sperm."



Streams of cum shot out the end of my prick into her welcoming hole. She came violently on my second release. Our mutual orgasms intensified our passions as we fucked as mother and son. I kept my prick embedded in her clasping cunt for several minutes after we were done. When I finally softened, I pulled out. Reaching down, I stuffed my fingers in her hole attempting to stuff as much sperm in her as I could.

"That's a giant load of cum in you, Mom. I imagine my sperm are fighting over your eggs from our first incestuous fuck. I'm so lucky to have such a hot mother," I said as I slowly pulled my fingers out. She closed her legs tight, trapping my fingers in her filled pussy. It was her way to communicate her approval and her attempt to keep in as much sperm as she could.

Backing off I pulled the sheet down to cover her. Putting on my robe I wondered whether this would be my last job since I disobeyed several of Mom's rules. After returning to my room, I jumped in the shower. I heard Mom's bedroom door open and close as I washed off the smell of sex.

While drying off, I heard a car leave. When I went downstairs Mom was dressed in work clothes. She smiled and said we needed to get to work on the garden. Nothing was mentioned over my performance and we both pretended my mother hadn't just set me up to fuck a woman.

After dinner, she sat by me on the couch and wrapped her arm around me. I did the same and we stroked each other's upper arms while we watched a comedy. She broke the silence asking me how it went this morning. I told her it was close to being a disaster. It was difficult to perform without any foreplay. She showed her dismay and hugged me tightly in consolation.



Enjoying the hug for a minute, I continued to explain, "Caressing her legs didn't help much. Her skin was tough and leathery from long hours in the sun, not very sexy. I think she was close to your age but I bet she looks at least ten years older."

Mom exclaimed, "Wow, you're good at guessing ages. She is my age and I did notice the sun's effect on her. It's a shame women don't realize the damage sun can do. So you were able to proceed anyway?"

As I squeezed and caressed her upper arm, I told her, "Yea, I had to visualize smoother skin as I was touching her."

My mom's hand went to mine as she shrieked, "You thought of your mother when you were with her?"

"No Mom. That would be weird, just the feel of your skin. It's so smooth and soft and I had to do something or I wouldn't have been able to proceed," I told her as she removed her hand from mine, allowing me to continue my caressing.

"I did put you up to this and if it helped the process, I really can't complain," she acquiesced.

"I hope she was happy with the results. I did the best I could," I cautioned, looking to Mom to see her reaction.

She retorted, "I told her I didn't want any details, but she did tell me you performed well and stayed within the boundaries we set. She said you were sweet and your soothing conversation put her at ease. She was quite pleased and I believe our first case was a complete success."

Thankfully, she changed subjects as I was getting hard reliving the time spent with our first client. It was good hearing the woman hadn't revealed the fantasy we enacted. Relaying too much information to Mom didn't seem like a great idea. I wondered if the woman had already fucked her son or if she even had one. If she did have a son, he might have quite a surprise in the near future.

*****

My aunt arrived around noon the next day to help us in the garden. Mom excused herself to run an errand leaving Tamanna and me to tend to the garden. That provided the opportunity to leer at Tamanna without the threat of Mom catching me. Mom was back in time for dinner. We ate and Tamanna left for home. We retired to our rooms early after the long day of work.



The next morning Mom was adorned in a short, pink nightie. The entire length of her luscious thighs was on display. As she turned, a flash of dark red panties peeked out. After we ate and cleaned up, Mom stopped next to me on her way to her bedroom. She turned to display a perfect view of the backs of her legs. She quietly asked, "Sunny, could you do me a favor? Could you see if I have any cellulite on my legs? It happens to so many women and I want to make sure I haven't started."

All this time I have been stealing looks of her luscious legs and now she was presenting them to me. Taking my time, I surveyed up and down her smooth toned legs. Her nightie barely covered her panties, allowing me to see all of her smooth thighs. Rapidly breathing, I stuttered, "No sign of cellulite Mom. Your legs look fantastic and incredibly sexy."

"Thank you, Sunny. I'm not sure you should be complimenting your mother's legs in that manner. I'm just worried cellulite will ruin my appearance. I am getting near that awful age," she added, referring her to closing in on forty.

"Mom, there's no cellulite and even if you did, you're still a beautiful and sexy woman," I complimented her, blushing as I was surprised at my bold remark.

She turned to face me and smiled, seeing my flushed state. "Thanks, Sunny. Let's get dressed and do some yard work."

We met in the garden and worked for a few hours. At three in the afternoon, I asked her if Aunt Tamanna was coming over. She hesitated as if she were making up a story. Finally, she explained, "No, not today. I told her we were going to be busy tonight. What I didn't tell her was that we have an appointment at four with a new client. I met her yesterday and scheduled her for today. I hope it's okay with you."

Taken aback by her announcement, I hesitated, but not long enough for Mom to continue. I retorted, "Sure Mom. It'll be fine. I have to clean up first. I'll head in and wait for you in my room."

After my shower, it didn't take long before a car pulled up. I heard the door and muffled talking as they walked down the hall to Mom's room. Soon after, I heard a soft knock on my door. I let Mom in and immediately smiled seeing her dressed in her short, pink nightie. She told me our client was ready and hugged me tightly. My face was pressed to her neck as I breathed in her natural scent I've come to love.

She held my hands with hers and guided them to the backs of her thighs above her knees. Leaning close to my ear, she whispered, "Sunny, could you feel my legs to see if you can detect any cellulite. You said you couldn't see any, but maybe you can make sure."

This was incredible. Mom was asking me to caress her hot legs, the same ones I've been lusting after for so long. I slowly ran my hands up to the backs of her smooth, firm legs relishing in their feel. My cock was at full staff now and uncomfortably lodged between us. I ran my hand up to her panties line, then back down. I explored up her legs once again, stopping to squeeze her succulent flesh as I neared her ass. Her hot breath washed over my neck as I groped her thighs. Moving up I started to cup her ass when she grabbed my hands and pulled me away.



She smiled as she said, "Careful honey, that's not my legs. Did you find anything unusual?"

I replied, "No Mom. They're terrific. No sign of any cellulite. In fact, they're the best legs I've ever felt."

"Oh stop it," she giggled.

She stepped back, signaling it was time for my services. As she left I lustfully leered at the beautiful legs I had fondled. After a few moments, I proceeded down the stairs to take care of the next client.

As soon as I entered Mom's room, I dropped my robe. Approaching our covered client, I slowly moved the sheet up. I left her pussy covered as I stroked her legs hoping to relax her in this uncomfortable setting. Her skin was smooth like Mom's and she looked like she might be five years older.

I stroked her legs and when I ran my hands up to the back of her thighs I felt the dimples. It was cellulite and I thought back to Mom asking me to look and feel her legs for the signs. Now it was clear Mom was helping me through this client as I told her she helped me on the first one. She interviewed this woman yesterday. She must have noticed the cellulite and was concerned.

I didn't dwell on her dimpled skin, not wanting to cause concern for the poor woman. She was probably already self-conscious and I didn't want to add to her apprehension. I talked softly to her, telling her how great her legs and sexy thighs looked. I felt her relax as I stroked her inner thighs. I moved the sheet up above her waist to expose her pussy.

No sign of hair to distract from her puffy, clean-shaven pussy. This was definitely her best trait and I think she knew it. I ran my fingers up and down her fat lips while complimenting her on full pussy. She spread her legs, relaxing as I played with her treasure. I inserted a couple of fingers into her hot hole and discovered it was steamy and wet. She massaged my fingers with her tight sheath with amazing control.

I pulled my fingers out even as she attempted to hold them with her muscled pussy. I stroked her thighs again thinking of the vision of Mom's displayed bare legs. That was enough to get me to full hardness. Crawling up closer I scbangd my prick along her thighs as I made my way to my target. She spread her legs out wide giving me complete access to her hungry, oily cavern.

Pushing my bloated head through her outer lips, her pussy clamped down hard, pulling my shaft in without my help. Her sucking snatch devoured my prick, enabling me to quickly hit bottom. I fucked her steady for several minutes, reveling in her experience of cock handling. Her pussy walls contracted at different times of my strokes enabling her to rub my hard prick against her sensitive spots. Her hips moved in sync with her pussy as she took over the direction of the fucking.



I held onto her waist, squeezing her firm skin, holding on tight as she thrashed beneath me. Her skin reminded me of Mom's and my mind flashed to the times I would stroke Mom's arms. My prick was hard as steel getting a workout it had rarely experienced. I was nearing my climax from the intense fucking. I shoved in deep and held it there letting it soak in an attempt to prolong my orgasm. Her pussy massaged my prick and it felt like her hand was stroking me.

I paused my pumping, enjoying the moment. Images of my Mom's legs flashed before. I stroked the waist of the woman fucking me as I relived the moment I caressed Mom's legs. Harder contractions on my prick brought me back from my fantasy. To my surprise, sperm was gushing out of my prick.

This was a first for me, coming without stroking. I pulled back and shoved in hard, shooting the last of my load deep into her spasming cunt. Her powerful walls continued to milk out every drop of virile sperm from my balls. Even after I was empty and embedded deep in her pussy, she continued to massage my prick.



I softened, pulled out and stopped to look at her wonderful gash one last time before covering her with the sheet. Leaving the room exhausted, I headed upstairs. I plopped down on my bed after taking a shower reliving the erotic episode. I rested and nearly fell asleep when I heard her car leave.

When I made it downstairs I found Mom preparing dinner. We ate and afterward when we were settled on the couch, she brought up the subject of my performance. She told me the client was quite pleased again, adding I had done an excellent job. I was surprised as I felt I didn't do much to excite her. Maybe that was what turned the woman on, being in complete control of the coupling.

With a concerned look, she asked, "Sunny, did you have any problems this time?"

"No problems Mom. Thanks to you the cellulite didn't bother me," I assured her.


She blushed as she smiled and said, "Glad to help Honey. I wanted to make it easier for you."

Switching topics we talked and watched TV for an hour when Mom turned and locked eyes with me.

"Sunny, I hope you don't mind but I made another appointment tomorrow morning at ten."

Trying to contain my excitement, I replied, "No problem, then we can do some things in the afternoon and go out for dinner. I guess you and Trisha must have interviewed more than one client yesterday."

"At least two," she confirmed, leaving for her bedroom. I wondered how many more she had lined up for me.

*****

Breakfast the next morning was a quiet affair with neither of us saying much. Mom was wearing a white nightie I'd never seen before. The material was opaque and I could tell she was wearing a bra. It was longer than normal, going below her knees. It dawned on me that Mom wore a different kind of nightwear for each client. Did color have anything to do with it? Suddenly it hit me, it was the style, not color. The green one exposed her arms so I could stroke her smooth skin. The pink one was short so I could feel her thighs. What did this white one signify? I guess I wouldn't know for sure until she retrieved me for our guest. It was after nine when I excused myself to go wait in my room.

I was lost in thought and didn't hear a car or any sounds from downstairs until soft knocking brought me out of my daydreaming. Mom came in and hugged me tight, nestling her mouth on my neck. The scent of her hair and the pressure of her body against mine was enough to convince my prick to rise to the occasion. She pulled back leaving us face to face and whispered, "Good luck, Sunny."



She brought her lips to mine and kissed me. She didn't open her mouth but left her hot lips pressed to mine. I could hear air rushing in and out of her nostrils as our lips were locked. She opened her mouth slightly and ran her tongue across my lips. Ready to stick my own tongue out to meet her's, she pulled back, smiling. Was that lust in her eyes or was it teasing?

After she left I made my journey to our next client. Still hard from Mom's kiss, I gave myself a quick stroke while surveying the sheet-covered woman on Mom's bed. I could tell she was younger from the perky breasts pushing up the fabric, showing no sign of sagging. I moved the covering up to her knees revealing her lower legs.

They were smooth looking and milky white. I don't think the sun had ever seen these legs and when I touched her, goosebumps appeared. The poor woman was nervous and would require some patience on my part. I lightly stroked up and down her lower legs, quietly talking to her. Consoling her I told her everything would be fine and I'd go as slow as she wanted. I complimented her as I caressed her smooth and sexy legs.

When it looked like she was comfortable, I pushed the sheet up to reveal her upper legs. I didn't want to go too fast so I left her pussy hidden beneath the sheet. White, luscious thighs appeared before me. Perhaps the best looking legs I've seen, other than my mother's. I sensuously stroked her thighs as I kept up with my quiet dialogue pertaining to her beauty. She relaxed, opening her legs several inches.

Her white skin exalted purity. My arousal increased as I ran my hands up and down her smooth white thighs. Sun had never seen this skin as well as any other person in public as it was evident she fully covered herself. It was a special connection between us and I became excited, knowing I was the only one to witness her hidden beauty. 

Leaning down I kissed one of her luscious thighs, allowing my lips to linger against her soft skin. There was no perfume or shampoo smell as I inhaled her intoxicating natural scent.

Opening my mouth I sucked in a mouthful of delicious thigh meat. Unlike the other clients, thoughts of Mom didn't materialize as I continued to relish in her beauty. I heard a muffled groan from under the sheet when I sucked on her thigh and her legs opened wider. While I sucked on one leg I massaged the other with my roaming hand. Pulling myself off her thigh was hard but I was getting anxious to continue. I pushed the sheet up above her waist revealing a full, black, hairy bush.



It was a striking contrast to her lily white skin. Trimmed into a perfect triangle and uniform height I could tell she had spent time grooming her mound. I softly told her how beautiful her pussy looked as I ran my fingers through her silky forest. I captured her hair and teasingly pulled up, opening her moist slit.

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Running my fingers up and down her aroused pussy lips resulted in more groans of pleasure. As I inserted two fingers into her slot, she brought her knees up and spread her legs out wide allowing full access. Her excitement grew as I finger fucked her at an increasing rate. Using my other hand to spread the hair out I exposed her meaty pussy as I furiously finger fucked her. She was ready for a hot prick, but I delayed. This woman was too sexy and beautiful to pass up and I intended to thoroughly enjoy this session.

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She was panting and her breasts heaved as I watched her taut nipples pushing up the sheet. As I lowered my mouth to engulf her clit I drove two more fingers in her hot, wet cunt. Her hips rose up as she climaxed. Shifting my mouth down to capture her copious cum flowing out, I removed my fingers, locking my mouth on her convulsing pussy. She came several times and then lowered her hips afterward to relax. I eased off and gently stroked her thighs, reassuring her as she recovered.

Her smooth, white belly called out to be caressed. I ran my hands around her midriff pushing the sheet up. Well past observing the rules at this point, her perky tits capped by dark brown nipples were revealed. Cupping and squeezing her full hard breasts brought life back to her spent body.

Teasing her engorged nipples brought out more moans from my hidden beauty. I lowered my body to her soft flesh in order to feast on an engorged teat. As I sucked her nub, her hands went to the back of my head pulling me tight as I mauled her breasts. One hand moved to stroke my back as I feasted on one and then the other breast.

My arousal was high and I was afraid I might spill my load before I even entered her. Keeping my mouth locked on her breast I moved my prick to her juicy, open cunt. Her hips were moving and adjusting to position the stiff prick she craved. My fat head found her entrance and I slowly entered her wet pussy. She was tight as I stretched her walls. I slowed my pace to let her adjust to my size. Her hand moved from my back to my ass pulling me, coaxing me to fuck her hard. I pistoned in and out of her tight pussy in short strokes, not wanting to hurt her by sinking to the bottom.

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Her pussy flooded and her precum juices coated my prick as her walls relaxed and gave way to my steel-hard intruder. Sinking to the bottom of her hungry pussy resulted in her expelling her air as she groaned at the intense pleasure. I fucked her hard and fast, still feasting on her sensitive tits. Wrapping her legs around my waist and squeezing hard, she humped up each stroke, maximizing my depth. My spongy head flattened out as it smashed flat against her back wall causing her to groan in pleasure.

Her climax was intense as her pussy clamped down on my prick. I came on her second contraction, filling her cavern with streams of hot cum. My balls were drained but I still humped her, unwilling to allow the fuck to end. Lowering her hips to the bed, she unwrapped her legs and relaxed completely. I released her nipple, resting my head on her chest. Her deep breathing was soothing as we recovered from our intense coupling.

Mom kissing me must have been from the fact this woman showed no skin. Mom had no way of spotting any problems. That's why she wore the white nightie which revealed very little of her body. Guessing this client's age to be mid-twenties, I was surprised she couldn't find a husband to bear children. She was a passionate and sexy woman. A facial disfigurement would explain a lot or maybe she didn't want a complicated relationship. Mom and Tamanna had the same view which I suspected might not be rare.

I reluctantly pulled away, stopping for several minutes to admire her. I leaned down and kissed her nipples thanking her for the best fuck of my life. I covered her and left for my room. After showering and resting for an hour, I dressed and went downstairs where Mom was preparing lunch. Mom didn't wait until evening to question me on my encounter, anxious to hear about any problems.

"No Mom. Everything went fine. Thanks for asking. She seemed young though, unlike the others," I commented while waiting for any expression from her that might give me a clue.

"Yes, she was young. She was definitely pleased with our arrangement and even gave us a hefty bonus. She didn't provide a reason, do you know why?"

Her look was questioning and I could see she wanted more information from me. I decided against telling her that maybe it was because our fuck was intense and I made her come twice before filling her. "No idea Mom. Maybe she liked the fact we were discreet and protective of her privacy."


Her eyes were deep in thought, probably ,.ng over the fact the woman had been completely covered with clothes showing little of her body. Her expression turned to one of understanding as she echoed, "Yes, you're right. She was a secretive young lady."

Satisfied with our discussion, she changed topics as we finished lunch. She informed me Tamanna was coming over later to go with us to see a short film at the theater and then out to eat. I was fully recovered by the time Tamanna showed up and I had the age-old problem of shifting my prick to avoid detection. After dinner, my aunt went home and I excused myself to retire to my room. I was exhausted from the full day of activities. As I started up the stairs, Mom said, "Rest up Sunny. We have two appointments tomorrow."

I turned to reply, unsure of how to ask her how far apart my sessions would be when she spoke to ease my anxiety. "Don't worry Sunny. One is for ten tomorrow morning and the other can't make it until eight at night. Plenty of time for you to recover."

Seeing my look of relief, she smiled and left. I wondered how many women she and Trisha had interviewed. I wasn't going to complain though, enjoying the best summer job ever. Sleep was good that night as I relived the time spent with young women. That was the first instance I hadn't thought of Mom while I climaxed. I thought maybe I was getting over my infatuation with my sexy mother.



*****

Those thoughts dissipated the next morning as I stayed hard through breakfast. Mom paraded around cloaked in another new nightie. Black in color, her hemline ended at mid-thigh. It was a heavier material, but I could tell she was braless as her nipples pushed out the top. What was the significance this time? Her tits sticking out was the most obvious sign. She usually gave more of a clue when she fetched me for our client so I'd have to wait.

After breakfast, I retreated to my room to wait for our next client. I left my door open this time as it seemed ridiculous making Mom knock. I was on the edge of my bed, thinking about my time with yesterday girl. My prick rose up and my fat, circumcised head poked up through my robe opening as if it was gasping for air. A drop of precum oozed out the slit. I firmly grabbed my bulbous head, twisted it like I was opening a doorknob, coating it with my juices. I released it and the cool air felt good as it attempted to dry my wet tip.

Lost in thought, I didn't hear Mom come up the stairs or when she entered my room. Jolted back to reality from Mom's voice, I heard her say, "Sweetie, I have another concern ..."

She stopped suddenly, staring at my hard prick proudly standing straight up out of my robe. The large helmeted head was filled with blood and was still shiny slick with my juices. I stammered, "Sorry Mom. I should have been more careful."

Still staring at my large wet head, she murmured, "It's been a long time. I didn't realize it was so b..." She abruptly stopped realizing she was going to comment on her son's large prick.

Seeing her face turn red and flustered, I frantically searched for a way to help her out. I blurted out the first thing I could think of that started with a 'B' and exclaimed, "Beautiful? You did have something to do with its creation so of course, you'd think it's beautiful." I smiled, trying to ease the tension as I closed my robe to hide my erection.

In her uneasiness, she had folded her arms across her stomach causing her nightie to pull tighter against her body. Her taut, engorged nipples were clearly outlined as they pushed out the material. My eyes were locked onto her pointy teats as she strolled over to me for our ritual hug. Standing up, I hugged her tight. She pressed close to me as if she were trying to make contact with the hard cock she had seen. Her hot breath hit my ear as she whispered, "I'm afraid as I get older I'm getting a lot less sexy. I'd like your opinion on another one of my concerns."

She guided my hands to the backs of her thighs under her nightie. Moving my hands up under her thin fabric to her bare ass cheeks she asked, "Honey, do you think I'm losing my ass? I know when a woman gets older her behind can get flat and I'm worried I'm headed in that direction."

She released her hands as I cupped and gently squeezed her firm globes of flesh. I couldn't believe my luck. I actually had my hands on Mom's firm buns. My fingers spread out going down into the deep crevice between her cheeks, squeezing as I advanced.



Mom's soft breasts filled and pressed into me as she quickly sucked in a deep breath of air. My hard prick which was trapped between our bodies throbbed in agreement with my delight. Knowing her pussy was inches away, I contemplated exploring further, seeking her prize. As quick as the thought entered, Mom pulled my hands away and asked me what I thought.

"Mom, you have no worries. You have a perfect ass, if I may be so blunt," I huskily assured her.

She pulled back, hesitating while digesting my comment. She turned to leave and whispered, "Thanks, Sunny. Good luck on today's client."

What was the help she was demonstrating this time? Full tits squashed against me or something related to her firm ass? My mind was still on Mom's fine bottom as I uncovered the lady in her bed. I decided to push the sheet up in one motion today uncovering her legs and pussy at once. She had a thin, petite form and was close to the Same age as my aunt. A narrow patch of blonde hair was above her slit. Caressing her thin thighs and skinny waist relaxed her enough to open her legs revealing an already wet slit. Her pelvic area was small and I wondered how a baby would be able to emerge.

Full rounded breasts pushed the sheet up maintaining their perfect shape. They didn't match her body type drawing me to conclude this was someone's trophy wife. Natural blonde, artificially endowed boobs and a skinny body type were the perfect attributes for some old businessman to show off to his buddies. Her full tits reminded me of a few minutes ago when Mom pressed her breasts into me. That must have been her hint. Maybe Mom thought I'd be grossed out with augmented breasts.



I was more than happy to help out the old bastard impregnate his young wife. Complimenting her skinny body is exactly what this lady would love to hear. Verbally expressing my love of her perfect body and thin build was enough for her to fully open her legs, revealing her tiny pussy.

Unsure of whether I could fuck this girl without causing her great pain, I decided to lengthen my foreplay. I ran my fingers up and down her slit while caressing her thin thighs and exposed midriff, telling her the entire time how sexy she looked. She started to squirm and her pussy was noticeably wetter as I inserted a finger into her tight canal. I finger fucked her and inserted more fingers as she loosened up. I moved closer to her wide open legs and rubbed my wet head around the mouth of her pussy.

She humped up attempting to lodge my prick in her cunt. I managed to pop the head beyond her lips barely fitting in her tight vice-like sheath. It was hot and tighter than any pussy I've encountered and on the verge of being painful for me. She didn't act like it bothered her, probably used to a tight fuck. I short stroked her pussy, inching forward slowly, stretching her hole to accommodate my fat, stiff cock. Her pussy gushed precum, coating my invading prick which enabled me to advance to the bottom of her slot. Her hands stroked my back pulling me in, encouraging me to fuck her faster.

Her tight, tiny cunt was now a greedy, slick pussy able to take the pounding my hard shaft was giving her. I fucked her hard as she kept coating my cock with her juices. She locked her legs around my back and humped up to meet my thrusts.



I lowered my hands to her ass to get better leverage to pound her pussy when I discovered she had none. She was so skinny, fat tissue hadn't been able to accumulate. Understanding swept over me as I remembered Mom asking me to check out her ass. She was helping her son achieve success.

Before my prick softened from discovering her disappointing backside, I grabbed her hips and pounded in and out of this young trophy wife. I was on the verge of orgasm and it appeared this girl wasn't close. I looked up to see her breasts heaving up and down under the sheet. She had to be proud of her prized tits. I moved my hands up under the sheet and cupped her breasts telling her how perfect they were. Her hips continued to gyrate and bounce up and down as I fucked her. I couldn't tell if she was nearing an orgasm.

I tweaked her taut, hard nipples while mauling her fake tits. The tight texture of her breasts was much like Mom's ass and my mind went back to when I was groping Mom. That's all it took as my prick exploded, sending out streams of gooey sperm. Loud squishing noises filled the room as cum squirted out of her small cavity.

Slowing my pace I continued to stroke to the bottom hoping to push my virile sperm to the back of her small cavern. Starting to soften I stopped stroking and allowed my prick to soak in her flooded pussy. Her body relaxed as she unwrapped her legs and lowered them to the bed.

A feeling of failure and regret swept over me as I suspected she didn't have an orgasm. I blew my load in a fantasy with Mom and didn't pay enough attention to the girl beneath me. After I covered her tiny body, I left and met Mom in the hallway near the stairs. She smiled as she strode by to wrap matters up with our latest client. I didn't bother to shower as we were going to be working in the garden today. I dressed up in my work clothes and made it out back before Mom escorted our guest out. I worked on a garden bed hidden from the back windows to remain undetected.

Mom showed up later and we worked together for several hours. She informed me the client was satisfied this morning and liked my style. That surprised me as I thought I had failed the poor girl. Maybe she had an orgasm and I didn't detect it or maybe she was physically incapable of achieving one.

Seeing my concerned look Mom asked whether there were any irregularities she should know about. I told her my theory that she was someone's trophy wife. She gave me a questioning look prompting me to explain that she fit the profile being a twenty some year old petite blonde with augmented breasts.

Having a look of concern, she asked, "How do you know she was blonde? Did you look at her face?"

Unsure of how to explain this to Mom, I gave her a 'duh' stare and bleated, "Damn, Mom. You do know that hair grows in other places besides the head, don't you?" It was fun to watch as Mom processed the information and turned red when she visualized her son ogling a woman's pussy.

Changing the subject for her, I said, "There is one thing that could have been a problem, but you took care of it beforehand."

"What was that, Sunny?" She was more than eager to change the conversation.

"Her ass Mom. She had none. Thanks for taking notice and assisting me."

Blushing again, she quietly quavered, "Thank you, Dear. I do try to notice potential problems during my interviews. I know I may not act motherly at times, but I'm trying my best to help you succeed."

Mom was getting uncomfortable with our conversation and changed the topic to our schedule. She told me to shower as we were going out for dinner before our evening client. We cleaned up, dressed and enjoyed each other's company at an upscale restaurant. I was fully recovered and hard through the meal from staring at my sexy mother.

After we arrived home, I went to my room, stripped and put on my robe. Leaving the door open again I pondered whether to give Mom another display of my hard prick. I recounted the signals she was sending out and wondered what outfit and hint she'd give tonight. Too much longer at this job and she'd end up with a large collection of lingerie.

Did she use the nightwear strictly for helping me with the women or was she flirting with me? Deep down I hoped it was more than helpful hints. Should I confide in her and expose my feelings? She might have no desire for me, just motherly love. If she had the same lust she would have acted on it when she came in my room with my prick sticking out of my robe. I still loved her and could deal with a non-physical relationship but her sexy body would still provide me with fantasies. Deep in thought, I missed the arrival of our client as I heard Mom come up the steps.

"Sunny, are you ready?" Mom asked, remaining outside my room in an attempt to avoid another embarrassing situation.



"Yes, Mom. Ready as I can be," I answered as I rose from my bed. Mom entered and hugged me. She wore her blue nightie, the first one I saw her in. This threw me for a loop. Did she run out of styles and had to repeat? Did she know it was my favorite? She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly. Unfortunately, it appeared there would be no leg or ass groping. I wrapped my arms around her holding her while I stroked her back.

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She pulled back, placing her hands on the side of my head to lock my eyes with hers. She pulled me tight to her sensuous mouth, We looked into each other's souls as we kissed. She opened her mouth and ran her tongue along my lips. I opened mine and lightly touched her tongue with mine. Her eyes screamed lust, far beyond the motherly love kind. Our breathing was rapid as we kissed like no mother and son should. Regrettably, she pulled back as she cooed, "Good luck. Enjoy yourself."

My eyes locked onto the backs of her beautiful legs as she walked out the door. She kissed me before the session with Snow White. My prick jumped up reminiscing the time we spent together. Would this client be similar? Catching myself wasting precious time daydreaming, I came back to reality and went down to Mom's room to meet the next client.

Stiff nipples pushing up the silky fabric was promising. Maybe this lady wouldn't be as uncomfortable as the others. I moved the sheet up to her knees and began caressing her lower legs. I was guessing this woman was in her mid-thirties and had kept in good shape. No signs of uneasiness as I stroked her hot legs. I moved my hands up under the sheet feeling her knees and upper legs. They were firm and smooth and my hands gently caressed her firm skin. I pushed the sheet up to right below her pussy to admire her legs.

They were as beautiful to look at as they were to touch. They were familiar and I quickly realized Mom was the woman under the sheet. My prick expanded to maximum hardness realizing this was the woman I had lusted for so much. Was she testing me to make sure my technique was adequate for her clients? Did she wear her blue nightie so I'd have a hint it was her? We never discussed her system of nightwear. Maybe she self-consciously wore it without realizing the significance. I wondered if she'd let me proceed part way before stopping me. Either way didn't bother me as I was going to enjoy as much of her succulent body as I could.





I started up my verbal seduction, complimenting her perfect legs and shapely, sexy body. As I stroked her meaty thighs, I wrapped my hands around them achieving more skin contact. I lowered my mouth down to kiss her nearest thigh as I stroked the other one. I could smell her familiar scent and then a gush of pussy musk hit me. It was intoxicating and my lust was raised to levels I hadn't felt before.

Releasing my mouth from her succulent thighs, I shifted up to admire the sight of my mom's bare flesh exposed below her covered pussy. Moving my hands to the outside of her thighs, I gripped the sheet in both hands. My heart was racing as I anticipated the first time I was going to look at Mom's pussy. Hearing a sharp intake of air I looked up to see Mom's pointy breasts pushing the sheet up and down as she knew her son was ready to unveil her motherly treasure. My hands slithered up the outside of her body pushing the thin fabric up.

Reaching the middle of her flat stomach, blood flowed to my already hard prick as my mother's hairy pussy was exposed. Mom's breath was raspy and quick as she realized her son was staring at her pussy for the first time. She had trimmed the sides but it was still a full and bushy mound. Her fat, blood-filled pussy lips could be seen in the middle of her forest of brunette fur. I ran my fingers up and down both sides of her pussy, mashing her lips together, then spreading them out, displaying a wet canal. She was moaning under the sheet as I played with her pussy, the same place I had emerged from.

If she was testing me, this would be the time to stop the process. I decided to show her how I treat special clients. Spreading her pussy apart, I lowered my mouth to her steaming snatch. As soon as I licked up and down her sensitive pussy lips, she let out a loud groan. My rough tongue explored higher until it found her clit. Another moan emanated from under the sheet as I mauled her sensitive nub. Her hands were clenched tight but remained at her sides while I feasted on her horny pussy. She had an amazing amount of resilience to restrain herself while I pleasured her. Intensifying my attack, my tongue darted into her hot canal.




No longer able to contain herself, her hands flew to the back of my head, not to push me away but to pull me in harder. Exploring her sensitive cunt walls with my hard tongue, she moaned loudly as she was getting the attention she had long desired from her son.

Raising her knees to capture my head between her thighs, she squeezed tight as she pulled my mouth to her starved pussy. Her body stiffened each time my tongue scbangd along her sensitive walls. My face was soaked from her leaking precum as she enjoyed the face fuck from her son. Bringing her close to orgasm several times, I'd ease up to let her recover. After ten minutes of teasing her, I decided to bring her to climax.

Moving my mouth to the top of her pussy, I moved the hood of her sensitive nub to the side and captured her engorged clit. As I squeezed and rolled her most sensitive piece of flesh, I shoved three fingers deep into her hole. Her hips humped up as her body tensed and shook from her long-awaited cataclysmic release. After a long guttural moan, juices erupted from her hole as she climaxed. I sucked her sweet nectar from her convulsing cunt as her sexual desires were fulfilled. She humped several more times into my sucking mouth as I maintained close contact.

Exhausted from her first incestuous climax, her arms and legs fell to the bed as she released my head. I pulled back to once again look at the prize I'd lusted after. Moving her hands up, she pulled a pillow over on top her sheet-covered face. She must have been afraid I'd know it was her, anticipating a screaming episode when I finally entered her.

Didn't she know I recognized her? She kept her face hidden, pretending to be a client. Maybe it was how she wanted the seduction to proceed or she thought I'd finish and leave without realizing it was her. Not wanting to spoil her seduction agenda, I didn't reveal to her I knew she was my mother.

I caressed her thighs while she recovered from her orgasm. Moving near her body, my hard prick bumped against her leg leaving a trail of precum slime. The touch of my shaft on her smooth thigh resulted in long groan muffled by the pillow. I massaged her mound, running my fingers through her soft forest of fur.




"Your pussy is perfect. It's such a turn-on for me because it's exactly what I've fantasized my Mom's pussy looks like. I love my mother and have wanted to stroke her pussy more than anything."

She still didn't talk but continued to moan and move her hips around as I played with her hairy mound. Moving lower, I stroked and caressed her succulent flesh. "And your thighs are so firm and smooth. They remind me of my mom's legs. She let me touch them once. It was really exciting, getting to fondle the legs of the woman I love."

I wrapped my hands around her thighs pulling them up as I massaged them. I spread her out wide, opening her juicy, hungry cunt. Her breasts heaved up and down under the sheet as her breathing rate increased. She was getting excited upon hearing her son's soothing talk. Her hands were gripping the sheets as her muscles tensed up in anticipation of things to come. Moving up her body, I placed my balls on her slimy slit and nestled my hard shaft on top of her soft mound. I moved the sheet up to below her breasts revealing her smooth midriff and rib cage. Caressing her hot skin, I squeezed chunks of flesh, marveling in her sexy body.

"Normally, I'm not allowed to expose your breasts, but you have me excited more than I've ever been. I'm fantasizing you're my mom and I've wanted to see her breasts for a long time," I hoarsely croaked as I moved the sheet up to her neck exposing her glorious globes. They were bigger than I had imagined and were topped with hard, pink nipples. They were fully erect and were popped up on top of her smooth breasts.




I cupped her succulent mounds, kneading and massaging them. Her breathing increased as I mauled her firm breasts. A gasp of air was released when I captured her nipples with my fingers and lightly twisted them. She humped her hips up in an attempt to capture my cock. She craved my prick. She wasn't playing any games now, she wanted to fuck her son. I was delirious with excitement. I looked down to see my prick within an inch of its target. I used one hand to guide my fat head to her pussy. I moved it around the mouth of her slot, smearing her slick fluids on my blood engorged knob.

Knowing I was going to remember this moment forever, I didn't immediately enter her, swirling my bloated head around the mouth of her gaping gash. Both of us were breathing rapid and shallow as I was preparing to return to the place I emerged from two decades earlier. I pushed in until the flared bottom of my head went past her outer lips nestled in a hot, wet oven of flesh. Her pussy contracted with a mini-orgasm as she screamed into the pillow, coating my head with slick cum.

I pulled out to see my coated, beet-red prick, anxious to get back into her warm interior. I pushed further in the next time slowly parting the folds of her long unused cunt. Repeating the shallow fucking, I stretched her pussy as she continued to bathe my cock with oily cum from her mini-orgasms.





Her pelvis humped up and down trying to swallow more of her son's hard prick. While my cock slid deeper into her hot sheath, I continued to tease her nipples. Her pussy walls were tight as I slowly inched my rock hard prick into her velvety sheath. Her juices copiously flowed, covering my shaft, enabling it to enter more easily as she adjusted to my girth. My eyes were locked on my prick sliding into my mother's pussy for the first time.

Hitting bottom, our pubic hairs meshed together as she moaned louder. I kept it fully embedded as I whispered, "This is how I envisioned it would look if I was ever fortunate enough to fuck my mother. It feels so good. This pussy was made for my cock. My mom gave birth to me and gave me a prick that would fill her pussy completely."

She was beyond groaning now, more like gurgling. Her hips and thighs moved around, signaling her desire for a good fuck from her son. I pulled back and slammed in hard, then again. Mesmerized by my hammering cock going in and out, elevated my excitement level. Our sex juices flowed and our pubic hair was a sticky mess as I continued my assault. My prick was coated in a white, frothy mixture of our combined precum enabling it to slide effortlessly to the bottom of my mother's cunt.




Hypnotized by the erotic sight of my slick shaft stroking in and out of Mom's hot pussy, I fucked the love of my life harder than I had ever fucked anyone before. Our pubic hair was perfectly matched in color and mashed together on my forceful down strokes.

We were nearing our first mother-son climax. Mom's face remained hidden under the sheet as she clung onto her secretive act of incest, her way of dealing with our sinful copulation. I lowered down and merged our sweaty bodies together. Her hands wrapped around my back hugging me tightly. Unlike our previous hugs, there was no silk nightie between us. It was our hot, naked flesh melded together and my excitement was at an all-time high knowing this was my mother. My hands traveled up her back to her shoulders.

Pulling me tight to her hot body, she wrapped her legs around me in an attempt to get at much of her son's cock as she could. Her pussy was shivering with micro-orgasms as we fucked like rutting animals. Her hard nipples drilled into my chest as her tits were flattened between us. The only sounds louder than our gasping was the sloshing sounds of our incestuous coupling.

Using her shoulders to pull her into me, I plunged my steel rod into her hungry pussy, smashing my spongy head against the back wall causing my mother to gasp and groan on each stroke. I slowed my pace and allowed our excitement levels to decrease. With her hands on my back, I took the opportunity to remove the pillow from her head. She was enjoying our joining so much, she didn't even notice that only the sheet separated us now.





Moving my hands down her back, I gripped her ass cheeks using them to increase the penetration depth of my hard drill. I fucked her hard as I leaned close to her sheet covered head to further compliment her. "You have a beautiful ass. It reminds me of my mother's. She let me hold it and I have never been so hard. I dream of fucking my mother every day. I love her but have been afraid to tell her."

She was having a hard time breathing now, gasping on each stroke. Her fingernails were lodged deep in my back holding me tight. I was ready to come and I knew how I wanted our first mating to finish. I moved one hand up to the sheet and exclaimed, "I'm ready to come now. I'm going to fill your hot pussy full of my sperm like I've dreamed of doing to my mother. My fantasy fucking with my mother includes kissing her luscious mouth when I fill her with my hot sperm."

I pushed the sheet up, revealing her beautiful face. She was unaware as her eyes were closed and her mouth was open, gasping for air. She had an expression of pure lust as I lowered my mouth to hers. Our tongues battled as our lust consumed us. My balls were filled and ready to explode. Mom sensed my prick expanding which caused her to pull off my mouth and scream out in pleasure.

I wailed, "I've wanted you for so long. Your pussy is fiery hot and tight. I'm going to fill my Mom's pussy with cum."



Mom spoke for the first time screaming "Yes Honey! I love you! Fill your horny mother with your sticky cum. Fuck me hard!"

We locked our mouths together as the first glob of sperm shot up the length of my prick. As soon as it hit the back of her pussy, Mom's walls slammed tight around my hard cock with her intense orgasm.

Her body shook and she screamed into my mouth as her body released her reservoir of endorphin, firing off her pleasure centers. I slammed in again, depositing another load of sperm in her pussy. Every muscle in her body contracted as she climaxed again, experiencing the long-anticipated fuck. Her body convulsed in pleasure causing her eyes to roll back in her head while air gushed from her lungs.

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I concentrated on pumping my cock in as deep as I could through her orgasm. Her body went limp and her contractions stopped as I kept unloading my payload of sperm into her. After several more strokes, I collapsed on Mom, exhausted from our first incestuous coupling.

Recovered from my own sexual bliss, I noticed there was no movement from Mom. I rose up to look at her face and observed no sign of life. Waves of panic set in as I thought of what to do. The woman I loved was lifeless beneath me.



I tried to find a pulse in her arm but wasn't sure where to look. I gently squeezed her nostrils shut and lowered my mouth to hers in an attempt to resuscitate her. I gently blew air into her lungs and watched her breasts heave when her eyes popped open and she exhaled her air back into my mouth.

I pulled back, thankful for her recovery. Relieved that she appeared to be perfectly healthy, I covered her neck and face with kisses.

"Damn Mom. I thought I killed you. You were so still that I panicked. You really scared me."

Giggling she said, "Relax Honey. I briefly passed out from the intense pleasure of my orgasm. I've never had one that strong. I've been craving this for so long I couldn't control myself when I released my pent up emotions. I've never felt so much pleasure at once."

My semi-hard prick was still lodged in her cum-filled pussy. She moved her hips in a circular motion resulting in squishing sounds from her saturated cunt.

"Looks like I was out for the best part. You really filled your mother," she seductively said as she began stroking my back and pulled me in for a kiss.

"Honey, you didn't call emergency and tell them to come quick because you fucked your mother to death, did you?"

I snickered and kissed her lightly on the mouth. "No, I didn't have enough time. That would have been hard to explain."

"How did you know it was me? You knew from the start, didn't you?"

"Your legs Mom. You've been flaunting them by me forever. I have every inch of your beautiful flesh memorized. You don't know how many times I've jerked off fantasizing about you."

"So you like your old mom's legs, do you?"

"Your legs, your ass, your tits, your tight pussy. I love your smile, your laughter, your sexy walk and I am happiest when we're together. I've been wanting to make love to you for a long time. You don't know how close you've come to getting bangd during the last week."

"I'm sorry if I teased you the last couple of days. I wasn't sure if you had the same physical emotions for me as I did for you. I didn't want to ruin our relationship and I had to make certain," she admitted while gently caressing my back.

She added, "And it wouldn't have been bang. It would have been a blessing. I was hoping one of my skimpy negligees would prompt you to act."

After sliding my softening prick out to move my weight off her, she quickly pulled me to her as she hugged me tight.

"Please stay on me. I want to feel your skin against mine, let me enjoy the moment of my young, strong man on top of me."

As our hot bodies meshed together in post-coital bliss we gently caressed each other's body. I felt her forest of cum-soaked pussy hair rubbing against my trapped, semi-hard prick. We kissed and talked for the next ten minutes while we recovered.

She moved her hips in a slow sexy circular motion and then humped up increasing the pressure on my prick nestled in her wet forest. Life was quickly purging back in my prick as I realized how lucky I was to have such a mother committed to sexually pleasing her son. Bringing my hands to her full breasts, I caressed and massaged her meaty globes.

Mom pleaded, "Sweetie, fuck me again. I want to enjoy my son making love to me. Please?"

"I love you, Mom. I'd do anything for you. We're going to remember our first night forever. Let's make it memorable."

I kissed her open-mouthed, my tongue battling with hers. Moving my hands to her nipples, I tweaked and twisted her sensitive buds elevating her excitement level.

As I played with her luscious mounds, she reached down and stroked my hard, slick shaft. She placed my bloated head at the mouth of her pussy and humped up to embed my prick in her hot canal.

I slowly stroked in and out of her wet pussy embellishing the sensations of her velvety slot. There was a minimal amount of friction with the lubricating cum left from our first coupling. Locked deep in her pussy, I rose up. Raising her knees, she reached up and pulled them tight to her chest.



Pushing on her legs, my leverage increased as I pounded her hungry pussy. Heavily panting now, she humped up to meet my thrusts as I deep-fucked her. Her pussy found new life, squeezing my prick as I plowed in and out. I looked down to witness the sinfully incestuous act of a son ravaging his mother. Our hairy pubic mounds were saturated with cum.

As if reading my mind, she yelled, "Fill your mother's cunt with your gigantic cock. It feels like a baseball bat. Oh damn, fuck me hard!"

My cock was covered with our mixed cum as I continued to drill her horny hole. Reaching down I massaged her clit as I pummeled her hot box. She screamed out in pleasure as I lightly squeezed her sensitive nub. I eased off her clit letting her relax as I enjoyed the moment.

I was fucking my hot mother. She was writhing on the bed beneath me and thrusting her hips like a wild woman. This was the highlight of my life. She was breathing hard and I wondered if she was going to pass out again.



Relishing in the sexual conquest of my mother piqued my stimulation. Close to achieving another orgasm. I was hoping I would last longer the second time, but this was Mom I was fucking. I pulled her feet back bringing her knees to point straight up. I pushed them out to spread her pelvis wide open. I felt pressure on my prick from her pussy as I opened her up.

Holding her meaty thighs I fucked her while she writhed in pleasure. I couldn't get enough of her smooth legs. I gripped a hunk of firm flesh and used it to pound harder in her leaking pussy.

Lowering down to her body I pressed my hard nipples on hers as our lips met. Her mouth was open and ready. We fucked each other's mouths as we made love in the missionary position. She dug her nails in my back signaling she was close to coming again. I wrapped my arms around her to hold her tight.

"Sunny. I'm ready to come again. I love your giant, hard cock. It's driving me crazy. Fuck your mother hard. Fill me with your sticky sperm, you sweet Motherfucker!"

"God Mom. I've waited so long time for this. Your pussy is so tight and hot. I'm going to come, Mommy!"

She hugged me and wrapped her legs around my waist, elevating her pussy to meet my powerful thrusts. Groaning in pleasure she deeply exhaled each time my fat head slammed against the back of her cavern.

"I love you, Mom!" I screamed as I fucked her hard. Her excitement prevented her from saying anything as she was continuously gasping for air.

We locked mouths as we committed our forbidden, incestuous coupling. I stared deep into her soul through her dark chocolate eyes. They widened as blood surged into the head of my prick. Panting into my mouth, her pupils dilated as her back arched and her body shook as she climaxed. I pounded deep into her pussy as my balls spewed out any milky-white fluid left in my reservoir.

Her convulsing sheath trapped my erupting prick. I kept stroking and my shaft contracted even when nothing came out. Her spasms coincided with my orgasms in an attempt to milk out any precious sperm left in my balls.

After my final release, I continued to slowly fuck her, prolonging our incestuous sin. As I softened I started to roll off her when she again hugged me tight to her. Looking at each other, our eyes locked together cementing our deep love.



Her facial expression was an afterglow of blissful joy. She kissed me gently saying, "I love you too. Thank you, Sweetie. You're the best lover ever."

We gently caressed and consoled each other committing our forbidden relationship while we revealed our innermost desires and feelings. Our love was on a higher plateau since we'd crossed the line most mothers and sons act out privately in their fantasies.

After an hour of holding, caressing and talking, Mom excused herself to go to the bathroom. When she came back I did the same. I used a warm washcloth to clean off our sticky mixture of cum. Emerging from the bathroom I wasn't sure if I should go to my room. Mom silently answered my question, holding the covers up, inviting me into her bed. I slid in and we hugged each other, not for sex, but for love. We parted and Mom rested her head on my chest. As I was stroking her scalp, she fell into a deep sleep. I soon followed.

Waking up first, fear struck me that last night's events might have been a dream. Seeing Mom next to me sound asleep was a relief. It wasn't a fantasy in my mind. I really had made love to my beautiful mother. I gently pulled the covers down exposing Mom's sexy, nude body. Her breasts slowly heaved up and down while she remained in restful sleep. Her nipples were still a dark pink color but weren't engorged and full of blood like last night. I gently stroked her smooth stomach, lightly running my fingers over her ribcage, stopping to feel it rise and fall with her deep sleeping.



Roaming down her smooth stomach, I ran my spread out fingers through her mound of soft fur. Without stopping I continued my light caressing down to her firm thighs, lightly squeezing her hot flesh. She moaned in pleasure as her breasts heaved. I hoped she was dreaming of our first fuck last night.

Bringing my hand back up to her smooth stomach, I slowly moved up to her breasts. Her skin was hot and tight. I gently cupped her nearest mound, marveling in its firmness. I couldn't resist squeezing it as I worshiped her beauty.

Mom's breathing quickened and when I looked up I noticed her staring at me, smiling seductively. She remained silent, contently watching her son worship her breasts. After her nipples were filled with blood she spoke. "Good morning. Do you like playing with your mother's titties? You liked them when you were a child too."

I replied, "You bet Mom. You have great breasts I could fondle these forever. It's a shame I can't remember them from infancy, but I can imagine I loved feeding on them. Your nipples are so sexy and inviting."



I leaned over and kissed her nearest engorged nub. Swirling my rough tongue around her tip, I gently latched onto her hard point. She brought her hands to the back of my head and held me in place while I feasted on her succulent tit. I sucked hard on her taut and upright areole resulting in a long groan.

She gasped, "Oh Honey. That feels good. Suck your mother's tits. Bite them, Sunny. Pull and twist my nipples. It's been too long since you nursed from me."

Locked onto her nearest nipple, I sucked and licked her sensitive bud. Moving my hand to her other breast, I massaged and squeezed her meaty tit as my mouth feasted on her full breast. Gently holding her engorged nipple with my teeth I pulled and teased her, causing her to moan and gasp. As I gently pulled her nipple up, I pinched and twisted her other nipple with my fingers.

When she started to hump her pelvis, I released her sensitive teat. Rolling over to meld with her sexy body, I moved up to kiss my mother.

It was a gentle closed-mouth kiss at first, a subtle, loving kiss. Mom changed the pace when she opened her mouth and attacked me with her tongue. We french-kissed while our naked bodies were pressed together. Gasping for air, our breaths were fast and forceful as we made love with our mouths.

Backing off from our intimate kiss, I could see Mom's eyes were once again full of lust as she rolled us over until she was on top. She kissed her way down to my stomach. My prick was already a pillar of rock rising out of my pubic hair. Still kissing her way down, she gripped my pole and slowly stroked up and down.

She rose up to sit on my legs facing me. Her hands explored my hairy thighs, bumping my full ball sack on each upstroke.

"You have such a sexy body, Sunny. I've been wanting to caress your legs like you've wanted to do to me." Continuing to rub up and down my thighs, she'd stop to grab a hunk of flesh, playfully pulling and squeezing it.

Bending down, she kissed her way up my hairy thigh until she reached my stiff pole. She lustfully looked up at me as she moved to seductively lick up and down my staff with her rough tongue. She hoarsely said, "Honey. it's been a while since I've sucked a prick, and such a giant one. I made this beautiful cock."

Engulfing my fat head with her mouth, she swirled her tongue around the sensitive helmet. Moving down my pole she sucked hard on my staff. She held my balls and gently squeezed them as she fucked my pole with her hot mouth. Her other hand gripped the bottom half of my prick and stroked up and down as her mouth fucked the top half of my pole. I wasn't going to last long.



"Damn, Mom. You suck cock really good. Your mouth is unbelievable," I gasped as my voice cracked.

She'd bring me to the brink of orgasm before stopping, keeping her warm mouth enclosed around my head. She looked at me with those round, brown eyes as she continued to feast on my stiff shaft of flesh. It was hard holding back my load while I watched my sexy mom perform such a sensual act.

Releasing my cock she rose up and leaned forward to kiss me. We fucked each other with our tongues again. She lifted her pelvis, keeping her eyes locked with mine. Placing her hands on my shoulders to keep her balance, she crawled forward and positioned her hairy pussy over my shaft. When she lowered her body, my shaft became trapped between our sweaty stomachs.

As I started to move my hand between our bodies to position my prick, she moved her head side to side to stop me. When I halted, she began moving her furry slit around my groin. It was a sexy, pelvic dance as she mauled and moved my prick around with her actions.



Lodging my hard shaft on the outside of her slot, she moved up and down, scbanging her raw pussy lips. Moving lower, my helmeted head rubbed against her clit at the top of her leaking pussy. Leaving my bloated head in contact with her exposed clit, she moved in circles, stimulating her sensitive nub, moaning and breathing rapidly.

Having enough stimulation on her clit, she moved back to run my fat head up and down her slick slit. Sawing to and fro, slick fluid coated my shaft as Mom's pussy leaked from our contact. I thought she was going to climax without ever penetrating her. Still not using her hands, she moved her hairy mound up my shaft until it was above my trapped prick. My shaft rose up until it was freed from our smothering bodies. Before it could rise too far, Mom backed into it inserting the fat head into the mouth of her hungry pussy.

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Our eyes were still locked and I could see the look of triumph when she managed to engulf my prick at this awkward position without any help. She backed up until my cock was several inches in her tight, starved cunt. She rose up placing her hands on my stomach to keep my prick partway out of her snatch. She slowly lowered an inch and then rose back up, allowing my size to stretch her tight channel. Gripping my sides, she fucked my pole, increasing the amount of cock each stroke.



Her look was of total bliss as she slowly fucked me. Moving back and forth while going up and down, she was able to scbang the sides of her pussy that screamed for attention. Precum fluid from her horny snatch was drenching my solid shaft making it easier for her to lower down further. Lifting back up she stopped when my fat head was at the mouth of her clenching pussy. Looking down at me lustfully, she released my sides and fell down until my balls smashed against her ass.

She squealed out in pleasure as she bottomed out, rose up again to plummet back down my shaft. Fucking me hard and fast, I thrust up on her down strokes to lodge my shaft deeper into her cavern. Reaching out with my hands, I stroked her legs as she enjoyed herself being in control of our fuck.

Her head went back as she gasped for air, fucking her son as hard as she could. Juices from both of us were flowing out of her hole as she fucked my slippery shaft. Slowing her pumping, she lowered down, pushing her breasts in front of my face. Knowing what she desired, I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her nearest breast into my waiting mouth.

I mauled her tit while she continued to fuck me. Constant deep guttural groans emanated from her. I captured her stiff nipple, squeezed it between my lips and pulled hard as if milking it.

"God yes. Suck Mommy's tits. You're fucking your horny mother good. I can't believe how much your fat cock fills my cunt. I've fantasized about making love with you for a long time. Whenever you come in me I want to be kissing you. I love you so much!"

My mother knew exactly how to please her son. She locked her mouth on mine as she fucked me. I moved my hands down to her ass and slammed into her pussy. My cock filled with blood making more contact as it scbangd the walls of her pussy. A large payload of hot cum shot up my shaft and out the tip.

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She climaxed and her pussy contracted on my prick as I continued to deposit load after load of sticky sperm. After we were both spent, she lowered her body to mine. No words were spoken as we fought to breathe.

Her firm breasts were squished out on the sides as she rested on top of my body. I ran my hands up and down her sweaty, smooth back as she recovered from our morning fuck. She rested her head next to mine nibbling on my ear as she caught her breath. Her hot breath on my neck sent shivers through me. Her rapid breathing gradually switched to a longer relaxed intake of air. We were content to say nothing, enjoying the close connection.

"Wow, Mom. What a way to begin a day. What do you say we stay in bed until lunch?" Running my hands down her lower back, I cupped her rounded ass and squeezed her firm globes of flesh. I wondered how many times I could fuck my mom in one day. Visions of different positions flashed through my mind when Mom brought me back to reality as she softly spoke.

"I'd love to and we will do that one of these days but not today. We have a full schedule ahead of us. We have a client at one in the afternoon. Then we're going to take your aunt out to the movies and dinner and have one more appointment at eight tonight."

Unable to contain my surprise, I exclaimed, "Mom, that's quite an agenda. Do you really want me being with other women now? You're the only one I want. Why don't we tell Trisha we don't want any more clients?"

She giggled and kissed me before explaining. "First off, Trisha doesn't have anything to do with it. She was actually my first customer. I interviewed the other women at their houses."



After taking some time to process this information, I realized Mom had sent me over to Trisha's to give her a baby. This whole time I thought this was Trisha's grand plan. Someone else might have felt used, but I felt nothing but love and admiration for my mother. Everything she did was for my benefit.

"As far as other women, I think it's healthy for you to have other relationships. I also like the fact we're helping women and the icing on the cake is your college expenses are getting paid. As long as you sleep with me at night and sexually take care of me, I'm happy. Although, as much as we're going to be fucking, I won't be able to afford to pay what I charge others."

Her sexy smile and talk regarding our future together were already stirring my prick, but I had to save it for our client in a few hours. As she lifted her body off mine, our skin reluctantly pulled apart bonded together by heat and sweat. We chuckled at the sound it made as we separated.

We rose out of bed to get dressed for breakfast. I put on my robe and Mom started to put on hers. I pleaded, "Mom, would you mind wearing your blue nightie through breakfast? It's something I look forward to each morning."

She dropped her robe as joy spread across her face. "Oh no, Sweetie. I've had that old nightie far too long. That just isn't proper attire for a mother to parade around in."

Seeing my disappointment, she giggled as she went into her closet. I was ready to close my robe and leave when I heard her say, "I've been saving this one for you. Do you think this is more appropriate for a mother to wear around her horny son?"

She walked out of her closet wearing a different nightie. She sexily strutted to the edge of the bed turning slowly displaying her new attire.

It was the same style and color as her other nightie, but the material was translucent. It was sheer enough to see everything underneath. It enhanced her beauty more than I thought possible. As she turned to the side, her hard, pink nipples pushed out the top and her full rounded breasts were clearly visible showing no signs of sagging.

She turned to face me, placing her hands on her waist causing her nightie to further tighten against her nipples. I stared at her beautifully toned bare thighs, then traveled up to admire her hairy pussy clearly visible beneath the thin fabric. Looking up to her beautiful face, her expression was a mix of seeking approval with one of lust.

Scanning her beautiful body my cock quickly filled with blood and rose up and out the front of my robe as if pointing to the prey it desired to attack. Her eyes traveled to my hard cock and she no longer looked like she needed approval. Her face changed to an expression of sexual craving.

As she ran her hands up to her breasts over the smooth fabric, she huskily said, "Well, I see someone likes my newest purchase. The material feels good too. It's silk. Come here and see for yourself."

I walked to her and held her tight, running my hands over the thin silky material, caressing her sexy body.

"You're so beautiful, Mom. You turn me on whenever I look at you. Anything you wear makes me hot," I said as I kissed her passionately. I squeezed her thinly covered breasts, twisting her engorged nipples. She pushed my robe off my shoulders and wrapped her fingers around my hard, throbbing cock. I lowered my hands below her nightie to hold her firm ass. She was panting as she passionately kissed me.

She murmured, "Oh Honey. I love it that you get aroused by me. You've awakened my sexual lust and I adore your wonderful cock. I love what you're doing to me, but we really should eat breakfast and get ready for our next client."

Instead of releasing my cock, she stroked it as her kissing intensified. With my hands still holding her firm buns, I moved her back to her bed. Lowering her down on her back, I positioned her ass on the edge. Holding her legs up caused her nightie to rise and expose her hairy, wet gash. I walked into her, shoving my hard prick into her welcoming snatch. I couldn't believe I was fucking my beautiful mother again and it felt as great as the first time.

My stiff shaft pistoned in and out of her hairy hole. Her breasts flopped up and down beneath the thin nightie as I bottomed out forcefully each time. With her legs on my shoulders, she incoherently muttered out phrases of pleasure as I continued to ravish her body in an attempt to release my pent up sexual lust. Relishing in our incestuous coupling, we could care less about any client today. We concentrated on our primal animal instincts to fuck as no mother and son should be doing.

She was now chanting as I drove my hard prick into her oily hole. "Fuck me hard. Love me,. Fuck me like a true motherfucker."

I pounded her horny pussy until I was near orgasm. With my shaft fully embedded in her cavern, I stopped stroking to allow our excitement levels to lower. We locked eyes as our groins were mashed together. Moving her legs off my shoulders, she wrapped them around my waist pulling me to her. With a lustful look, she opened her arms inviting me to her hot body. A clear invitation from a mother wanting her son to finish fucking her. It was an offering I wasn't going to pass up.



I lowered down to her nightie-clad torso and kissed her open mouth. She wrapped her arms around me and held me tight as I continued to stretch her pussy walls with my expanding prick. Holding onto her ass, I pummeled my mother's pussy. As we kissed, we locked eyes continuing to enjoy the spontaneous and exciting coupling. Looking into each other's souls, we communicated our intense and deep love. Her chocolate colored eyes widened, signaling her impending orgasm.

She groaned in my mouth as she battled my tongue. Her pussy squeezed my shaft resulting in my own powerful contraction. I pounded into her at a feverish pace as we experienced our intense orgasms. Inserted fully, I released her mouth to take in a deep breath. I rested my head beside hers as we enjoyed the aftermath of our sinful copulation.

As she licked the outer lobes of my ear, she whispered, "Sunny, I think I better wear my robe or we won't make it out of our bedroom."

My heart skipped a beat when she said our bedroom. Confirming we were a loving couple completely committed to each other, she acknowledged our intimate liaison. Normal in every way, except for the fact we surpassed the morally accepted boundaries of a mother-son relationship.

I caressed her nightie-clad back and murmured, "I can't help it, Mom. You're so sexy. I want to be with you every minute of the day. Your body excites me as no other woman can." I kissed her sensuously, then pulled out, allowing a stream of mixed cum to pour out of her saturated pussy. True to her word, she wore her robe, but it didn't deter me from lustfully staring at her body as she gracefully moved around the kitchen.

We quickly finished breakfast and retired to the living room. We still had a couple hours to kill before our client showed up, allowing us to snuggle on the couch. I was afraid I wouldn't recover in time, but sitting close to Mom ignited my lust. Mom's hand went through the front of my robe to lightly hold my semi-hard prick. She probably had the same concerns on whether I'd be able to perform after our morning bout of sex.

Lightly squeezing my shaft, she apprehensively spoke. "Sunny, I've had this rule with my clients that there would be no refunds or repeats if the process was unsuccessful. One of them has been persistent though and I feel sorry for the poor girl. She's even offered to double the original amount. I agreed to it, not for the money but because I want to make her happy. She's scheduled at one."

My mind raced through the women trying to figure out which one it was. She said girl. It must be one of the two younger ones. Before I could concentrate more she acknowledged, "It was the lady from two days ago. She was covered, keeping her body hidden except for her beautiful face and her silky, black hair."

It was indeed my lucky day as she was describing that young women. Images of her black bush contrasting against her smooth, white skin flashed through my mind. My shaft jerked up, signaling my excitement.

Mom still had her hand wrapped around my prick and felt the sudden surge of blood filling it. She bleated, "Should I be jealous of this girl? It looks like you have some special feelings for her."

"She was charming Mom, but you're still my love. You can't be replaced," I said, trying to put her at ease.

She smiled and leaned in to lightly kiss me, no hint of jealousy, looking pleased with her son's happiness.

At the designated time, I retreated to my room to wait for the arrival. I sat on my bed nude displaying my semi-hard cock waiting for Mom's entrance. She strolled in wearing her robe and I instantly hardened as I rose up and hugged her which ended with a sensuous kiss. She wrapped her hands around my stiff shaft and stressed, "Let's save this for our client. Hopefully, you'll be successful today. Good luck Honey. Don't forget Tamanna is coming over at three."

No reason to wear my robe anymore as I marched down to our room nude with my hard prick swaying back and forth. I entered and noticed a change in how the woman was positioned. The sheet was covering her but it was high like she was on her knees praying, her back pushing up the sheet.

I remembered how she was nervous our first time. I began to comfort her as I uncovered her telling her how I couldn't wait to run my hands over her soft smooth skin again. As I moved the fabric up, she extended her body forward, raising her ass into the air. As I exposed her, I could see she was positioned for fucking doggy style. Maybe she thought this would be a better method to impregnate her.



My prick hardened as I looked at the breathtaking sight. Her long, smooth, pure white flesh accented her black, hairy pussy. She moved her legs apart showing her already wet gash ready for an infusion of sperm. Hard as a rock I moved up to stroke her lily-white meat.

Her skin was hot and firm. I took my time running my hands up and down her smooth thighs. The sides of my hands nestled against her furry slit each time I went to the top. Her sweet, hormonal, pussy scent was strong as she anticipated my fat cock once again stretching her tight channel.

Reluctantly releasing my hands from her firm thighs, my hard aching cock demanded I proceed. Placing my mushroom shaped head on the mouth of her pussy, I rolled it around, lubricating it with her flowing juices. No more foreplay was necessary as I sunk my hard shaft deep into her throbbing pussy.

Moaning in the pillow as my prick descended to the bottom, she shrieked in pleasure when my bloated head slammed against her back wall. Her pussy contracted as she experienced her first orgasm. Holding my prick lodged deep, I stroked her sides and legs allowing her to recover from her fast climax. No sounds came from her as she fought to catch her breath.

I was enjoying the quiet moment, caressing her smooth flesh. My only disappointment was that I couldn't make love to her like a normal couple, kissing her as we made love.



A long groan broke the silence as she moved her hips forward and then back again fucking herself on my pole. She was ready for another round and I was determined to make it as pleasurable for her as it was for me. Gripping her hips, I fucked her hard. I moved up and down with my strokes scbanging the head of my prick against her clit each stroke.

The angle of the fuck was causing her pleasure centers to fire off as I bumped and scbangd against her tight pussy walls. We fucked hard for ten minutes concentrating on pleasing each other. Wanting this session to last longer to enjoy her body was fading away as I neared my orgasm. I continued to pummel her sensitive pussy as I reached up and kneaded her swaying tits. I squeezed them hard and twisted her nipples between my fingers. Fast breathing and steady moaning were the only sounds coming from her sheet covered head.

Her second orgasm unexpectedly occurred as her pussy suddenly clamped down on my invading prick. Hearing her scream into the pillow, a stream of hot cum shot up through my prick causing my bloated head to explode, spurting out my hot seed and bathing the back of her pussy. Each blast of hot cum I shot into her resulted in another contraction from her convulsing cavern.

I slowly fucked her after our mutual orgasms were finished, relishing in the blissful connection we had just shared.

Crestfallen that the session was already over, I hoped we weren't successful again.

Both of us breathed hard and fast as we recovered from the intense fuck. In a raspy tone, I managed to say, "You are really sexy. I hope this will get you pregnant. If it doesn't, I hope you won't give up and let me try again."

I pulled out leaving her ass uncovered as I backed up. My eyes traveled from her cum filled pussy down her creamy smooth thighs to her delicate feet.



The sheet went flying off as she flipped around and flopped on the bed on her back. Still staring at her legs, She spoke. "No hope is necessary. I'm pretty sure you impregnated me last session. This time was for you."

I recognized her voice. I quickly looked up. "Aditi?"

"Yes, Sunny. Come to me, my love," she cooed as she held her arms open. I lowered down to her, molding my body to hers.

She stroked my scalp as past memories flashed back to me.



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