this is one more again to celebrate a true experience.My name is Vinode Sharma and i m 45 years of age and i live with my husband and my son in up market posh area around delhi jaipur highway. A few years back, my husband , who works as a manager in a clothing company, bought a plush apartment in a suitable high class area for 45 lakhs. He spends most of his time at work. I won't reveal his name to maintain some secrecy. I had been happily married for about 25 years now and live happily with my family. I work as an architect in a government agency. This is story about a dairy which changed my life. The diary incidentally belonged to my son. My son is now 24 years of age i shall talk about as soon as i am finished about telling some details about me and my little family. I have been basically a village girl but having spent nearly 25 years of my life in the national capital has changed me for the better in numerous ways
. Though i was never a shy type of a village girl still i was not very open in mind . I had my reservations about things and it really took me some time to come out of of them.e.g it took 2-3 years for me to try that sleeveless sari and another one year to wear it at office while work, or those salwaar kameez suites with a real plunging neckline and gap at the back- it took me some time to wear them , but once i started to wear them , i was very comfortable and now i have a whole lot of them in my wardrobe. At home though, i started to wear nighties pretty early as they were not only comfortable but also had a lot of variety especially those front waist belt types. I am not really a fashion freek but yet i do take a visit to a parlor once in 10-15 days.
Morning walks and diet regime have kept my body fat free and one can say that i don't look my age. On the other hand, my husband is a very busy man , at office or with his colleagues. I never had enough time for either my son or from my husband since i was a working woman. I never thought that this might take a toll on our son . Few days ago, i was off from office and i went in my son's room and i found this diary.that day and today, my life has changed. So this is addressed to all the mothers in metros. Here i narrate it as it was written in his dairy date wise.in the brackets, i m writing my own comments.
Today i came back from the college a little early and when i reached home i found my mother, my divinely beautiful mother Vinode, lying on the bed and sleeping. I quitely stood beside her and watched her ivory skin body for a long time before going to my room. She was wearing her satiny cream nighty and had tied the belt yet i could spot her braless boobs so big and round. O mother , you will kill me some day. Look at her nighty, all her nighties are knee length at most. I wanted to get a view from her leg side but i was afraid that she would wake up so i dropped the idea and came back to my room. Wonder , when i will be able to touch her…today after my mom and dad left, i sneaked into their room and opened my mother's wardrobe( o, what does he want) and it didnt take me long to get hold of her panties...they were so many in number. I wanted to steal some but i was unsure how to do it. Then another idea crossed my mind- there might be some fresh panties available. With this , i went to Bathroom and to my utter happiness, two freshly used panties were hanging in the pegs. I too the blue one and smelt it ( What is he doing, my own son) but there was no smell. Then i took the plain cotton cream one and smelt it. It was wet , it smelt of her divine pussy and piss. I loved it. I dont know what happened but i had an instant erection. I didnt have much courage so i just smelt them for some time and after that i came to my room and masturbated. It has been some time since i saw my mother's fresh lingerie. I need to do something. I am getting crazy day by day about my mother Vinode.
Today my friend vijay gave a storybook about incest sex. I really read some perverted stories about cousins fucking and mothers and sons and father and daughters too. I have been seeing my mother in this light for the past so many day and months but now i have got a proof that it happen in reality also. There is nothing wrong to think that way about one's mother. Oh god, what can i do , i am becoming more and more perverted day by day. The moment i see my mother , i just want to make love to her. All the time , she wears these sexy nighties at home and i love her watching her nice round boobs jiggle without bra, and at times her panty lining on her hips shows on the satiny nighty, my cock goes crazy. I have been masturbating twice a day ever since i read those stories.
I have started to imagine Vinode mommy as my lover. On my bed. Right here, next to me while i undress her part by part, untying the knot of her nighty at her waist and then watching the glance of her slightly puffy waist but still very soft, so girlish and yet so motherly. Then i will undo her top slowly before removing her micro panties and fucking her. Of god, o momma, o vinode you will make me mad. I wish i could see you naked soon and seeing you that way would satisfy the demon in me. I wish you were not my mother rather my wife and my lover. I dont know what to do. I am getting to baser of my instincts now.
Help me. It has been a lot of waiting for me . I think if i don't some glimpses of her in the day, i can't survive. I get up early in the morning and head straight to my parents room so that i can have some glimpse of my sleeping mother who is so carelessly dressed as sometimes she might have had a fuck with my useless father at night. Mostly, i dont see much but sometimes i can see right up to her areolas and nipples. At times , she invites me to sleep on her bed too , as it is morning time. So i just go and cuddle up right next to her soft bosom. I feel so safe and secure and sexy there and my cock begins to rise. Sometimes , she throws her arm over me , just a very motherly instinct but i love the weight of those nice supple boobs crushing on my chest. Right then, my adrenalin pumps up and i just wanna grab those wonderful jugs and suck them right there but i can't do that , she is my mother. What if one, day , she allows me to do it to her. I have been getting close to her everyday. Now i will advance my moves and act more cleverly.
I guess the god of love has started responding to my requests. Today , I came back home and found that my mother Vinode had reached before I arrived. I turned the key in the lock and came inside to my room. On the passing , I saw my mother’s room was bolted. I don’t know what happened or by instinct I bent to see her through the keyhole of her door. I had never done this but I felt that I should have don’t that ages before. I took a look inside and my eyes thuddered as they peaked in . The keyhole was showing a way too much and the entire double bed of my mother’s room was under my eye. I saw my mother Vinode lying on her bed with her legs folded and probably deep in sleep. Her back was facing me and yet I could make out the outlines of her panty on her thin nighty.
I took a Look and my cock harder and I came back to room and masturbated on the images of my sexy mother Throwing her nighty away and dancing with her nice fat buttocks on my face. Then I thought I will take peek through that keyhole more often when mu mother is alone and sleepy…
It has been quite some time since I started taking furtive peeks at my momma. In fact, over the past few days , I was also able to manage stealing her panties. I was pretty lucky to find them in our store room where old and used clothes are discarded. There I found my moms 3 bras and two panties. One of the bra is even pointed and padded one , I wonder she wears it under her saris to make her boobs real baggy and shapely. Other two bras are normal white type with a bit smaller caps to them . But the panties are real heavenly. The cream one has become so transparent dut to her use that I wonder how my mommas delicious pussy will look with them . The other ones are torn from sides. They have slight holes poking in them. But they are sky blue cotton and smell damn sexy. I guess mommy didn’t wash them before disposing. So that’s my sex wealth now.
Today I dressed in them in the loneliness of my room and I have masturbated so many times sniffing them while wearing the other, that my cock has become sore. My mom vinode is too damn sexy and hot. I wonder if I will be ever able to fuck her like I want.Today was the greatest day of my life. I saw my mother fully nude and in motion for the first time in my life. I always thought of my mother Vinode as a normal person and I wondered about her sexual satisfaction in life. I was not quite sure that my father satisfied her sexually but my mother vinode never revealed a bit about her. In fact, she did nice fashion but looked like a plain lady when it came to sex.
Today all my questions were answered.I got up in the afternoon and went to kitchen to get some water. While coming back , as usual I took a look from that keyhole. And what I saw is really hard to put clearly. For there lay sprwaled my huge mother vinode and she had opened her legs and so much so her nice pinkish brown pussy was peeking at my face. I must have been 3-4 meter away from that lovehole of my mamma , but I saw it so clearly . Her pussy lips had separated and they looked so wet and juiced. My mother had a lot of hair around her pussy but still her juicy pussy was looking so wild and undomesticated. My mother vinode had flung the nighty apart was she had made a bedsheet of it. Her one hand was crushing her enormous tits while teasing her own nipples and she was giving stifled moans of pleasure. Her hand was roaming around her flabby waist and then it came down to her wet pussy. She caressed her juicy motherly cunt for a while before inserting one and two and then three fingers in it. She started fucking her pussy so badly now and then squishing it and rubbing it wildly with her hands. She was moaning all the time she was doing this. Her breasts looked red and huge as she mauled them and stretched her nipples while pushing and ditching her fingers like a club in her pussy. She was also contracting her tummy and waist as she did the strokes in her pussy. She was going aggressively and watching all this made me mad. I just wanted to enter her room and replace my cock with her fingers. She kept fucking her with her fingers and in then a jet of water rushed from her pussy and she orgasm. Her pussy was drooling with juices now. I went crazy watching this and my cock had come in my pants only . I was so charged up.My! What a day I had..
.barely three days , after I had the unholy glimpse on my mother in all her nudity, I had no longer to imagine her places now. I was Masturbating freely day and night now concentrating hard on her fleshy meaty boobs and her wide gaping wet pussy. I was getting horny all the time at home now. Being around her was a perfume in Which my whole existence was drenched. I watched her all the time …and today was a real treat ! Mother vinode took me to shop shopping mall in the afternoon and we also watched a movie there and had some light snacks also. When we came back home, she went o her room and bolted from inside, and started changing her clothes. I had positioned myself at the key hole and I was watching her undress. First she took her arms up and slowly raised her kameez and took it off. Now her white skin was glistening in the white bra straps. The cups of the bra were not very round and yet mother looked wonderfully endowed in them. Then she undid the cord of her salwaar and it fell on the floor. Under that my mother vinode was wearing my favorite cream cotton panties with some floral patterns on it. As soon as vinode had sort of undressed, she started to rub over her panties. I was getting hot standing outside and I knew that it was time for some action.
Vinode then went to the bed while undoing the bra and it fell on her bed. She keep pillows behind her back and sort of half sat on bed. Then she started to rub her panties lightly while playing with her magnificient breasts at the same time. I could clearly see that the nipples were really pointed now and stood majestically over dark brown areolas.
O vinode , my sweet and sexy mother, you were looking so hungry and sexy. Then her panties started getting wet, and their colour also changed from light cream to brownish now. Then in a few minutes , she removed her panties upto her thighs and started rubbing her pussy vigorously. I knew ahe was going to climax and I was masturbating at the same time. Even I came as I saw her . Even at this age of 50 , she had deep jets of orgasm staying the bed sheet…wow ..mom !
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Sunday, September 28, 2008
a true story of sushma darling- my fav story ever written
Hi guys. Time for a hot story. This time it is a true story of real love and lust between a mother and son which happened in India. Yes this is a true story. So read carefully because there might be another mommy lurking in the corner for you.
This happened as I turned sixteen. I was just out of class tenth and so far I had studied in a boarding school. This was my first time in my life to stay with my parents. My father was a doctor with state government and was posted 35 km from home. He used to come home only on weekends and sometimes even fortnights went on and he didn’t come. His name was Dr. Sharma.
Now let me describe my mother, sushma. She is very fair with beautiful lips and eyes. Her chochies r not that big but they are shapely and inviting. She often wears designer bras which are usually pink in color. She used to dress up in full nighty at night while kneading the floor and doing all household activities. I have rarely seen her in saris, she wears a salwaar kameez usually. But she has very sexy shiny skin with a little hair at the back of her arm. She usually baths at ten when is about to sleep.
We often hugged each other very much. But on coming back from boarding college, I started getting sexual enjoyment and I often felt bad at it. She was after all my own mother. What a pervert I’ve been thinking all about her. The more I told myself that I more horny I got now. I got her pics taken in the day and replaced them with the bodies of the sluts I had and saw my mommy in all those poses. Everyday I used to do that. Then I changed my mother’s name in the sexy stories and read them aloud for masturbation. I was getting hornier by the day. One day I even stole her used panties. They were lacy red n smelled a heavenly scent of her cunt smeared with her urine. I was an intoxicating smell and I went mad after it. There was even some pussy hair on that panty. I ate those hair, kissed the panty, sucked it n masturbated. Then it became a habit. I don’t know whether mom knew it but everyday I stole her used panties and put then back after my share. This went on for some time. I was sixteen and I was so horny. Then one day something happened.
As it was summers in north India, the heat grew worse and my father came home with an A.C. it was fixed in mom-dad’s room. My father returned to his job after few days. At night, it was quite hot and my mother came to me and said. She was dressed in a flowering light pink gown. I could make out form its shape that she probably had just panties on.
“munnu (my nick name)! It is so hot here. You can come and sleep in my room as your father is not here”
I couldn’t wait for a better opportunity and I jumped with joy and said…sure mother…
I went to her room. My stepbrother vijay and sister mannu were sleeping in the other room. Mannu was 17 and was real good looking girl. I saw at her in sleep and gasped. Then I reached into mother’s room. It had a pink bulb on and it made the room look so sexy. The bed was a king size and there was satin bed sheet on it. The room looked so tidy. My mother had even played light Indian classical instrumental music to add to its sexiness. The room was so tidy and clean, and it looked like the newly weds room oozing with sexiness and waiting for a fuck.
My mother came to the room and bolted it from inside. She had flowers on her hair which smelt of jasmine. The whole atmosphere was electrifying. How could I control, myself. I went up to her and took her in my arms and planted a kiss on her lips. She drew me back and said.
“Arrey …I m your mother. What are you doing to me? I am married to your father.”
Oh. Mother! I can’t hold it anymore. I just love you mother. I’m sorry. She instead pushed me back and said how I could even think about it. I felt sorry for all this and still I told her that I couldn’t live without her. Then after some silence she said.
“Ok son! Now tell me do you want to marry me. You can’t do all those things with me without getting married. Tell me is that what my son wants. Marry his own mother!”
I got a chill up to my spine as I heard those words. I went up to her, took her hand in mine and kissed her lightly on her forehead on her bindi and said “o mother! My goddess, I love you so much that I worship you. Marry me for love mother. I need you so much”
Then she switched the light off and said that she will make all the arrangements tomorrow. I slept next to her and could see her beautiful breasts heaving with breath. I could not hold myself and placed my hands on her chuchies. Ah! She had no bra and I felt right up to her nipples. This time there was no objection. I pressed them nicely and a soft moan escaped my mother’s lips. After a little cusping and kneading she said.
“O my son, my lover! Wait till we are married”
And we slept in each others arms, feeling so close that I came twice that night. The heat of my mother’s body was too much for me. I woke up only to see my mother and kids gone.
She came at the afternoon and told me to get ready. She had already brought me a wedding suit to wear. She dresses up in a sleeveless noodle blouse and came back in a firing blazing red wedding sari. She had a lot of ornaments too. She really looked like a goddess. She came close to me and said.
“This is the same sari which I wore when I married your father. Only the blouse is different.”
I put my arms around her and kissed her cheek, “o mother I love you so much”
We then hurried from the home as she got a taxi and asked the driver to go to the suthakaami temple. This temple was famous for incestuous and unholy practices of marriage and it also had a few devadasis. We reached the temple and the priest took us to a corner where there was a pandaal in the center and a few people had gathered. She took me there and I sat next to her as the pandit started reciting mantras. I looked at my mother. She looked so beautiful dressed as a bride. I felt as in dream. And who were all these people my mother had gathered to witness the tying of our unholy incestuous knot. The priest then asked me to put some indoor (vermillion) in the center of my mother’s hair. I took it and smeared it in her head taking her as a wife. He then gave me a manglasutra to tie around my mother’s neck. My mother smiled as she had one already. I quickly removed the one tied by my father and tied my mangalsutra, the symbol of our union, around her neck. The pundit got up and told us to take seven rounds of holy fire.
My mother walked in front and I followed her as we circled the holy fire which burnt all other bonds we had. Now I was her husband and she was my wife. After rounds of fire, people threw flowers on the newly married couple and exchanged greetings. What a wonderful thought it was that I had married my mother. I felt like the luckiest son in the world.
When we got home she said that by going round the fire I had married her for seven lives. I got close to her and took her in my arms before planting a full mother son French kiss on her lips.
O my mother! My wife.
O my son! My husband. Show me how much you love me.
My mother had cleverly sent the children to her parents place. Now we two were alone at home. It was already evening when we reached home. Mom looked so pretty dressed in all jewelry and her wedding sari. Her blouse was giving exactly the kind of show I craved for.
She asked me to go to my room and wait.
I was surprised to see the room decorated with flowers and candles. Sex was in the air, I knew. As I sat on the bed, my mom entered the room. She had a glass of milk in her hands. She came to me and said,
“From now on I am your wife so call me sushma .ok”
Yes my darling sushma. I drank half the milk and gave her half. She had the prettiest milk moustache I had ever seen. I cleaned it with my tongue and began kissing her while my hands on motherly instincts had gone to her beautiful mounds feeling them over her blouse. Mom kissed me back with pure lust she had been keeping in the garb of love and affection. We started necking while my hands had pulled out her blouse and were opening the hook of her designer bra.
Her two beautiful breasts fell out as I looked at my own mother looking so sexy and beautiful. I felt like kamadeva having sex with my own mother, Rati. She had nicely shapely white breasts and she had pinkish brown areolas bigger than the rupee coin. Her nipples were standing erect like two beans and to my utter surprise, she had very short hair around her areolas. Her nipple was unusually long and must have been more than an inch and seems like two clitorises on fire. They were shining pink. I took a good look at them and then took one of her erect nipple in my mouth and gave it a sweet bite with my teeth. My mother moaned with pleasure.
O Rama! O Krishna! My own son is going to make love to me. O god.
While rubbing my hand on one of her chuchies I ate the other one, nibbles at the teats and even tried to take her full booby in my mouth. I opened my mouth full and took a hearty bite of both her chuchies. Her hands were at the back of my head stroking my hair.
Mummy ….bete ko dudhu do na
Le beta…jitna marzi le na
My hand moved on to her bellybutton and my fingers danced on her naked skin. My mouth drew down and I kissed and licked my mother’s flat hairless bellybutton. She was still dressed in her bridal jewelry and a golden chain fell over her tummy. Then she lifted her saree without removing it up to her thighs. I kissed my mother’s milky thighs and licked them to my delight. My mother was now kneading her breasts and moaning heaving. The whole room was filled of sex sounds as I lowered my face to kiss my mother’s hungry cunt over her designer panties. She just squirmed in pleasure. The beautiful red lacy panties had a floral pattern on it much like the panties in that French movie I saw or like those sexy panties of his wife =those sexy purple, hot red, naughty flowery black and motherly torn brownish .just by looking at her panties, I remembered my days of masturbation after seeing those panties and sometimes even getting a few of motherly breasts of my neighbor’s wife. I could even make out her panty line from behind when she used to sleep. I often wondered if she fucked with her dog like my maasi who I had fucked on a number of occasions. I remember that maasi was the tallest of all and she had deadly knockers and a slappable ass. The very first time I saw her, she was talking on a phone to someone sitting in her kameez and panties….mmmm what a delight panties are. As I sniffed my mother’s hidden heavenly floral glory, I saw her looking at me with pure lust and she bit her lip. Her panty had a wet spot on them and there were big hair peaking from the sides of that sexy panty. I smelled that crotch and my senses went limp for a second when I sniffed the maddening aroma of my mother’s cunt juices smeared with sweat, perfume and the horny smell of urine. My mother quickly removed her panty and I was looking at the most treasured thing of the world- the pussy of my mother in all her glory. I gaped at it and almost tore my mother’s bridal sari in at attempt to get her naked. Now, here was my mother ready to get fucked by her son, lying all naked. I looked at my mother who was all nude but for her jewelry looking so kinky and wonderful. She then bites her lip and said,
“Complete the age old ritual of mating my son. Time has come for you to enter a new relationship with your mother. Come my husband take your ravishing bride and start a family with me so that I may mate with you .come my handsome son, show mommy how much you love her”
O mommy I love u so much
Yes my baby. Come my husband. Call me by my name now.
As I inched closer to her, I could smell her sweaty body mixed with perfume and sweat. She had little hair on legs and at the back of her arms which added her sex appeal. I looked at her and she took my hands to her shapely chuchies where nipples had grown harder than nuts and pinched one of her nipples. While my other hand touched the forbidden fruit of my mother and she gasped in my arms.
“O my son, my new husband, my boyfriend, I love you so much. You can do anything as we are married now. Come baby come to your lonely mommy. She needs all your love for ever” and she bent forward and kisses my earlobe. She was still dressed in her jewels but she quickly removed my shirt and below. I was standing in just silk underwear with my cock making a pole in it. My mother took it in her hand and rubbed it for some time.
“O son! Your lund is so big. Just the right size for my deep choot. Time has come to insult your mother with your prick. I want some punishment for marrying my own son. Punish me baby!”
“o yes mother! I mean my wife! Sushma. I love you so much. I wish all the sons do this to their mothers. O mommy you have no idea of how hungry I have been for all this. I have waited for this for years. You are me my dream my mother my wife my sushy. My sushma”
“O yes son, take me, and take your mother. Now that I am your wife, I am going to bear you children. O my boy…gives it to mommy now. You know how badly I want it. You are my sweetest boy, honey.”
While my hands reached over her bare pussy and I touched it for the first time. It was so bushy with thick blonde pubic hair and the wetness of her pussy had spread well beyond her hole. I rubbed the top of it with my thumb and then I inserted my longest finger into my motherly pussy. Mother moaned a bit as I thrust it further. I started finger-fucking her vigorously now. While her hand was stroking my cock. She then pushed me aside and walked naked across the room and went to her dressing table and got back some indoor (vermillion) and said hungrily
“O son! You have to put some indoor here also.” As she pointed out her pussy in the tuft of brown wet pubes. I quickly got forward and put some indoor there.
“My child, you can take mommy anyway you like now. You are not only my pati now but you are also my choot ka pati (my pussy husband)”
I couldn’t control anymore and kissed her pussy for the first time. A lot of flab had gathered on my dream hole. It appeared my lovely mother didn’t quite get a fuck. Her pussy looked so fresh and pink that I had to look at her face while this wonderful pussy really belongs to my mother. I sucked my favorite hole in the world for a long time while my mother moaned and squirmed in ecstasy. In a moment she went stiff and uttered obscenities and went limp in my arms. I knew she was having an orgasm and I bit the clit real hard thrusting 3 fingers inside my mother’s lovely pussy. She came like a flood and I licked every single drop my mother’s tastiest juice. Ah 1 what a taste.
Then I went back to her face and kissed it for what seemed an eternity with my lips smeared in her cup, our tongues swirled in each other while my hands tweaked her nipples making them sore and red and she moaned in pleasure.
“O my lovely son! Where did you learn all this? You are going to kill your momma with your love-making skills. O Rama! This feels so good. Don’t stop mithu. I want you inside now my baby. Let mommy ride your land now that she is your wife.”
Then she came on top of me and took my whole cock in her pussy and started jumping. A chill up to my spine ran up as soon as I realized that it was my own mother jumping on my cock. My mother had taken the entire cock in her pussy and her breasts jiggled on my face. I quickly latched on to one of her nipples and to my utter pleasure it was leaking with milk now. O my holy god, my mother jumped with gay abandon as is sucked her leading milk pots. I brought my hands to her velvety ass and slapped it a few times. My mother grunted and groaned like a newly married girl while her fat ass shuddered in my crotch. Now she adjusted herself in a way that she was getting maximum penetration. I was hitting her womb. O my god was a dream. My erect cock wedged deep into the inner recesses of her vagina. It appeared that all I wanted to do was to fuse into her...making her mine, forever. Now she was maddened with lust and she started slapping her big boobies on my face. I could feel the nipples on my cheeks, nose and everywhere. This was highly erotic so I quickly sucked on my mothers boobies while slapping her ass and she started shouting obscenities now.
“ harami, madarchod , ….hai…maar meri phudi,…aai haaaaii….chod mujhe…kutte….randi ke beej….phad de meri phudi….haii….aaaa….haaan…haaan….aaaiiii…aur jor se…apni maan ke mumme choos le harami…yahi se dudh peekar bada hua hai tu….choos …mere raja….hai….mere momme ki tip …….mmm”
I greedily sucked on her nipples while she humped me from the top. It was my first sexual experience so I didn’t last long and poured my semen into my mother’s hot cunt. my mother shouted
“o god! What have I done? O son! Mommy is not protected. O my god, my son just made his way onto my womb. He has placed his seed in me”
Mother started crying and it took a while for her to come to terms with it.
Later after one month mother came to me and said that she was pregnant with my child. We had to find some way out. I consulted my friends and we left the town for some other place. After the child birth, mother and me married officially in the new city and got registered as husband and wife. It has been 17 years now.
I have two girls with my mother. The elder one just turned sixteen and she just looks like my mother. Well, what happens with her is just another story.
This happened as I turned sixteen. I was just out of class tenth and so far I had studied in a boarding school. This was my first time in my life to stay with my parents. My father was a doctor with state government and was posted 35 km from home. He used to come home only on weekends and sometimes even fortnights went on and he didn’t come. His name was Dr. Sharma.
Now let me describe my mother, sushma. She is very fair with beautiful lips and eyes. Her chochies r not that big but they are shapely and inviting. She often wears designer bras which are usually pink in color. She used to dress up in full nighty at night while kneading the floor and doing all household activities. I have rarely seen her in saris, she wears a salwaar kameez usually. But she has very sexy shiny skin with a little hair at the back of her arm. She usually baths at ten when is about to sleep.
We often hugged each other very much. But on coming back from boarding college, I started getting sexual enjoyment and I often felt bad at it. She was after all my own mother. What a pervert I’ve been thinking all about her. The more I told myself that I more horny I got now. I got her pics taken in the day and replaced them with the bodies of the sluts I had and saw my mommy in all those poses. Everyday I used to do that. Then I changed my mother’s name in the sexy stories and read them aloud for masturbation. I was getting hornier by the day. One day I even stole her used panties. They were lacy red n smelled a heavenly scent of her cunt smeared with her urine. I was an intoxicating smell and I went mad after it. There was even some pussy hair on that panty. I ate those hair, kissed the panty, sucked it n masturbated. Then it became a habit. I don’t know whether mom knew it but everyday I stole her used panties and put then back after my share. This went on for some time. I was sixteen and I was so horny. Then one day something happened.
As it was summers in north India, the heat grew worse and my father came home with an A.C. it was fixed in mom-dad’s room. My father returned to his job after few days. At night, it was quite hot and my mother came to me and said. She was dressed in a flowering light pink gown. I could make out form its shape that she probably had just panties on.
“munnu (my nick name)! It is so hot here. You can come and sleep in my room as your father is not here”
I couldn’t wait for a better opportunity and I jumped with joy and said…sure mother…
I went to her room. My stepbrother vijay and sister mannu were sleeping in the other room. Mannu was 17 and was real good looking girl. I saw at her in sleep and gasped. Then I reached into mother’s room. It had a pink bulb on and it made the room look so sexy. The bed was a king size and there was satin bed sheet on it. The room looked so tidy. My mother had even played light Indian classical instrumental music to add to its sexiness. The room was so tidy and clean, and it looked like the newly weds room oozing with sexiness and waiting for a fuck.
My mother came to the room and bolted it from inside. She had flowers on her hair which smelt of jasmine. The whole atmosphere was electrifying. How could I control, myself. I went up to her and took her in my arms and planted a kiss on her lips. She drew me back and said.
“Arrey …I m your mother. What are you doing to me? I am married to your father.”
Oh. Mother! I can’t hold it anymore. I just love you mother. I’m sorry. She instead pushed me back and said how I could even think about it. I felt sorry for all this and still I told her that I couldn’t live without her. Then after some silence she said.
“Ok son! Now tell me do you want to marry me. You can’t do all those things with me without getting married. Tell me is that what my son wants. Marry his own mother!”
I got a chill up to my spine as I heard those words. I went up to her, took her hand in mine and kissed her lightly on her forehead on her bindi and said “o mother! My goddess, I love you so much that I worship you. Marry me for love mother. I need you so much”
Then she switched the light off and said that she will make all the arrangements tomorrow. I slept next to her and could see her beautiful breasts heaving with breath. I could not hold myself and placed my hands on her chuchies. Ah! She had no bra and I felt right up to her nipples. This time there was no objection. I pressed them nicely and a soft moan escaped my mother’s lips. After a little cusping and kneading she said.
“O my son, my lover! Wait till we are married”
And we slept in each others arms, feeling so close that I came twice that night. The heat of my mother’s body was too much for me. I woke up only to see my mother and kids gone.
She came at the afternoon and told me to get ready. She had already brought me a wedding suit to wear. She dresses up in a sleeveless noodle blouse and came back in a firing blazing red wedding sari. She had a lot of ornaments too. She really looked like a goddess. She came close to me and said.
“This is the same sari which I wore when I married your father. Only the blouse is different.”
I put my arms around her and kissed her cheek, “o mother I love you so much”
We then hurried from the home as she got a taxi and asked the driver to go to the suthakaami temple. This temple was famous for incestuous and unholy practices of marriage and it also had a few devadasis. We reached the temple and the priest took us to a corner where there was a pandaal in the center and a few people had gathered. She took me there and I sat next to her as the pandit started reciting mantras. I looked at my mother. She looked so beautiful dressed as a bride. I felt as in dream. And who were all these people my mother had gathered to witness the tying of our unholy incestuous knot. The priest then asked me to put some indoor (vermillion) in the center of my mother’s hair. I took it and smeared it in her head taking her as a wife. He then gave me a manglasutra to tie around my mother’s neck. My mother smiled as she had one already. I quickly removed the one tied by my father and tied my mangalsutra, the symbol of our union, around her neck. The pundit got up and told us to take seven rounds of holy fire.
My mother walked in front and I followed her as we circled the holy fire which burnt all other bonds we had. Now I was her husband and she was my wife. After rounds of fire, people threw flowers on the newly married couple and exchanged greetings. What a wonderful thought it was that I had married my mother. I felt like the luckiest son in the world.
When we got home she said that by going round the fire I had married her for seven lives. I got close to her and took her in my arms before planting a full mother son French kiss on her lips.
O my mother! My wife.
O my son! My husband. Show me how much you love me.
My mother had cleverly sent the children to her parents place. Now we two were alone at home. It was already evening when we reached home. Mom looked so pretty dressed in all jewelry and her wedding sari. Her blouse was giving exactly the kind of show I craved for.
She asked me to go to my room and wait.
I was surprised to see the room decorated with flowers and candles. Sex was in the air, I knew. As I sat on the bed, my mom entered the room. She had a glass of milk in her hands. She came to me and said,
“From now on I am your wife so call me sushma .ok”
Yes my darling sushma. I drank half the milk and gave her half. She had the prettiest milk moustache I had ever seen. I cleaned it with my tongue and began kissing her while my hands on motherly instincts had gone to her beautiful mounds feeling them over her blouse. Mom kissed me back with pure lust she had been keeping in the garb of love and affection. We started necking while my hands had pulled out her blouse and were opening the hook of her designer bra.
Her two beautiful breasts fell out as I looked at my own mother looking so sexy and beautiful. I felt like kamadeva having sex with my own mother, Rati. She had nicely shapely white breasts and she had pinkish brown areolas bigger than the rupee coin. Her nipples were standing erect like two beans and to my utter surprise, she had very short hair around her areolas. Her nipple was unusually long and must have been more than an inch and seems like two clitorises on fire. They were shining pink. I took a good look at them and then took one of her erect nipple in my mouth and gave it a sweet bite with my teeth. My mother moaned with pleasure.
O Rama! O Krishna! My own son is going to make love to me. O god.
While rubbing my hand on one of her chuchies I ate the other one, nibbles at the teats and even tried to take her full booby in my mouth. I opened my mouth full and took a hearty bite of both her chuchies. Her hands were at the back of my head stroking my hair.
Mummy ….bete ko dudhu do na
Le beta…jitna marzi le na
My hand moved on to her bellybutton and my fingers danced on her naked skin. My mouth drew down and I kissed and licked my mother’s flat hairless bellybutton. She was still dressed in her bridal jewelry and a golden chain fell over her tummy. Then she lifted her saree without removing it up to her thighs. I kissed my mother’s milky thighs and licked them to my delight. My mother was now kneading her breasts and moaning heaving. The whole room was filled of sex sounds as I lowered my face to kiss my mother’s hungry cunt over her designer panties. She just squirmed in pleasure. The beautiful red lacy panties had a floral pattern on it much like the panties in that French movie I saw or like those sexy panties of his wife =those sexy purple, hot red, naughty flowery black and motherly torn brownish .just by looking at her panties, I remembered my days of masturbation after seeing those panties and sometimes even getting a few of motherly breasts of my neighbor’s wife. I could even make out her panty line from behind when she used to sleep. I often wondered if she fucked with her dog like my maasi who I had fucked on a number of occasions. I remember that maasi was the tallest of all and she had deadly knockers and a slappable ass. The very first time I saw her, she was talking on a phone to someone sitting in her kameez and panties….mmmm what a delight panties are. As I sniffed my mother’s hidden heavenly floral glory, I saw her looking at me with pure lust and she bit her lip. Her panty had a wet spot on them and there were big hair peaking from the sides of that sexy panty. I smelled that crotch and my senses went limp for a second when I sniffed the maddening aroma of my mother’s cunt juices smeared with sweat, perfume and the horny smell of urine. My mother quickly removed her panty and I was looking at the most treasured thing of the world- the pussy of my mother in all her glory. I gaped at it and almost tore my mother’s bridal sari in at attempt to get her naked. Now, here was my mother ready to get fucked by her son, lying all naked. I looked at my mother who was all nude but for her jewelry looking so kinky and wonderful. She then bites her lip and said,
“Complete the age old ritual of mating my son. Time has come for you to enter a new relationship with your mother. Come my husband take your ravishing bride and start a family with me so that I may mate with you .come my handsome son, show mommy how much you love her”
O mommy I love u so much
Yes my baby. Come my husband. Call me by my name now.
As I inched closer to her, I could smell her sweaty body mixed with perfume and sweat. She had little hair on legs and at the back of her arms which added her sex appeal. I looked at her and she took my hands to her shapely chuchies where nipples had grown harder than nuts and pinched one of her nipples. While my other hand touched the forbidden fruit of my mother and she gasped in my arms.
“O my son, my new husband, my boyfriend, I love you so much. You can do anything as we are married now. Come baby come to your lonely mommy. She needs all your love for ever” and she bent forward and kisses my earlobe. She was still dressed in her jewels but she quickly removed my shirt and below. I was standing in just silk underwear with my cock making a pole in it. My mother took it in her hand and rubbed it for some time.
“O son! Your lund is so big. Just the right size for my deep choot. Time has come to insult your mother with your prick. I want some punishment for marrying my own son. Punish me baby!”
“o yes mother! I mean my wife! Sushma. I love you so much. I wish all the sons do this to their mothers. O mommy you have no idea of how hungry I have been for all this. I have waited for this for years. You are me my dream my mother my wife my sushy. My sushma”
“O yes son, take me, and take your mother. Now that I am your wife, I am going to bear you children. O my boy…gives it to mommy now. You know how badly I want it. You are my sweetest boy, honey.”
While my hands reached over her bare pussy and I touched it for the first time. It was so bushy with thick blonde pubic hair and the wetness of her pussy had spread well beyond her hole. I rubbed the top of it with my thumb and then I inserted my longest finger into my motherly pussy. Mother moaned a bit as I thrust it further. I started finger-fucking her vigorously now. While her hand was stroking my cock. She then pushed me aside and walked naked across the room and went to her dressing table and got back some indoor (vermillion) and said hungrily
“O son! You have to put some indoor here also.” As she pointed out her pussy in the tuft of brown wet pubes. I quickly got forward and put some indoor there.
“My child, you can take mommy anyway you like now. You are not only my pati now but you are also my choot ka pati (my pussy husband)”
I couldn’t control anymore and kissed her pussy for the first time. A lot of flab had gathered on my dream hole. It appeared my lovely mother didn’t quite get a fuck. Her pussy looked so fresh and pink that I had to look at her face while this wonderful pussy really belongs to my mother. I sucked my favorite hole in the world for a long time while my mother moaned and squirmed in ecstasy. In a moment she went stiff and uttered obscenities and went limp in my arms. I knew she was having an orgasm and I bit the clit real hard thrusting 3 fingers inside my mother’s lovely pussy. She came like a flood and I licked every single drop my mother’s tastiest juice. Ah 1 what a taste.
Then I went back to her face and kissed it for what seemed an eternity with my lips smeared in her cup, our tongues swirled in each other while my hands tweaked her nipples making them sore and red and she moaned in pleasure.
“O my lovely son! Where did you learn all this? You are going to kill your momma with your love-making skills. O Rama! This feels so good. Don’t stop mithu. I want you inside now my baby. Let mommy ride your land now that she is your wife.”
Then she came on top of me and took my whole cock in her pussy and started jumping. A chill up to my spine ran up as soon as I realized that it was my own mother jumping on my cock. My mother had taken the entire cock in her pussy and her breasts jiggled on my face. I quickly latched on to one of her nipples and to my utter pleasure it was leaking with milk now. O my holy god, my mother jumped with gay abandon as is sucked her leading milk pots. I brought my hands to her velvety ass and slapped it a few times. My mother grunted and groaned like a newly married girl while her fat ass shuddered in my crotch. Now she adjusted herself in a way that she was getting maximum penetration. I was hitting her womb. O my god was a dream. My erect cock wedged deep into the inner recesses of her vagina. It appeared that all I wanted to do was to fuse into her...making her mine, forever. Now she was maddened with lust and she started slapping her big boobies on my face. I could feel the nipples on my cheeks, nose and everywhere. This was highly erotic so I quickly sucked on my mothers boobies while slapping her ass and she started shouting obscenities now.
“ harami, madarchod , ….hai…maar meri phudi,…aai haaaaii….chod mujhe…kutte….randi ke beej….phad de meri phudi….haii….aaaa….haaan…haaan….aaaiiii…aur jor se…apni maan ke mumme choos le harami…yahi se dudh peekar bada hua hai tu….choos …mere raja….hai….mere momme ki tip …….mmm”
I greedily sucked on her nipples while she humped me from the top. It was my first sexual experience so I didn’t last long and poured my semen into my mother’s hot cunt. my mother shouted
“o god! What have I done? O son! Mommy is not protected. O my god, my son just made his way onto my womb. He has placed his seed in me”
Mother started crying and it took a while for her to come to terms with it.
Later after one month mother came to me and said that she was pregnant with my child. We had to find some way out. I consulted my friends and we left the town for some other place. After the child birth, mother and me married officially in the new city and got registered as husband and wife. It has been 17 years now.
I have two girls with my mother. The elder one just turned sixteen and she just looks like my mother. Well, what happens with her is just another story.
Hello friends , my name is rinku and this is a true story of incest with my mother. My father’s name is kashi nath and he works as a part time agent in some state government run agency. Most of the times, he would be home and when he went he wouldn’t come for weeks. I had one elder sister and she got married a few years back. I do some work in computers and earn my living. We don’t have much money because of the stupid nature of job of my father. I am 26 years of age and my mother Rani is 52 years now. We stay in a proper concrete house but we also have a cow which my mother looks after as she is a housewife.
My mother is a vivacious kind of women and she is pretty popular in the neighborhood, and she could even win if she stood in the local elections. She keeps asking other people casually and she has a very sweet motherly voice of a woman. She even cuts the grass for the cow herself and every other day she could be spotted walking the narrow lanes of sujanpur with a thatch on her head, while her ass and braless boobies spin and wobble. Not that she doesn’t wear a bra, but that sometimes she does away with it as it might be early morning or late evening usually. My mother brings water from the nearby hand pump in the morning and my neighbor’s son, who teaches at the local college, is usually there to catch a glimpse of the wonderful milky boobies of my careless mother. I have even overheard him talking about the braless wonders of my mother Rani. He knows that since it is morning, my mother will come without bra and her melons could be seen and spotted under her thin homely suit with a vest, at the most, under it. My mother is also a religious lady and she does all kinds of fast. As a housewife, she cleans up the home giving me enough opportunity to look at her motherly twin treasures, and she also likes to keep it spick and span. Since my father cannot afford much, she usually puts on suits which are cheap kinds, and while at home she puts on the old used suits. I remember all her suits by heart and I have also seen, smelt and masturbated on her thin vests which had a floral pattern, and bras which revealed to me that my mother’s humongous fun balls are in fact 38dd, and of course her panties which she wears all the time- all her panties are dark and shady in color and they smell like heaven. Everyday, I take bath after my mother so that I can use her wonderfully fragrant panties lying under her clothes in the bathroom. My mother is five and a half feet tall and at the age of fifties, she has a body like a thirty year old and the face of a fairy. I have seen her unintentionally, in practically all states of undress, when she changes clothes at home. Our bathroom is a little away from home, so my mother changes in the living room only. Since we have two rooms, we have given one to a tenant. That means, my mother changes her clothes in front of me in the same room. There is a small curtain behind which she hides but off and on some part of her body is usually visible. I have seen almost all her parts excluding her rapturous bush which is usually hidden in a panty. She has an extremely gora badan and she looks like a full ripe woman who knows how to give ecstasy in sex. Alas! She is married to my father who is a good for nothing fellow. He will smoke his cigarette, read the newspaper and waste his time in the day. And what luck, she gets my beautiful mother to fuck at night. Often, I have seen them fucking but they rarely remove all their clothes. Mostly, my mother would be nude only at bottom while my father would only lower his pajamas to his knees. Sometimes, I would get up early in the morning to catch a bottom nude glimpse of my mother as she had sex the previous night and even her panties would be off. Quite often, I didn’t have much luck as my mother would cover herself in a bed sheet but sometimes it was hot and she let the sheet go revealing full view of her rotund and faceable ass. I didn’t know when it started and my mother became my sex object.
Rani, as she was called by everyone, was not much educated. She didn’t even read the newspaper. But she had something kinky about her. The very sight of her gave men their hardest erections. She had full proportioned boobs and them so tight and was almost immune to sag even at the age of 52. Once, I saw my vivacious, talkative and voluptuous queen mother, milking the cow. I was standing besides her as she milked her in a tumbler. The milk was shooting from the cow before collecting in the pan thereby drenching my mother from the front. Since it was late evening, she had done away with her bra. I stood by her talking to her as father was not at home. As usual, she was dressed in one of her old suits at home and it left little to imagine after seeing her in those worn out clothes. Slowly, my mother started to get wet by milk and her fabulous boobies started to take shape on her suit. Her vest was also clinging now to her boobies and every stroke of her to take milk was making the boobies even more prominent. I was getting hard watching all this when my mother filled the tumbler and got up as I told that at home she wore used and sometimes even a little torn suit. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the suit thinning itself to a point that her boobies were making perfect shape and even some milk dripped from the corners. She was so wet that I could even see her almost faint almond color areola and her nipples standing upright on those huge sag less melons which were the doors of heaven. I had a sudden rush of blood to hold them in my hands to feel their enormity. It was as if my whole being cried in ecstasy, my filial feelings rose to the fore and asked me to repay back the motherhood by holding those pitchers which once fed me, and merge once again with my mother. I wanted to in fact contain her enormity, the limitless motherhood which sprang in the physical shape as her boobs. I felt the first stirrings of incest in my head as I saw and beheld those melons of food and pleasure, almost making full and round circles, wet and clinging to her old suit which had become transparent by now. My mother rose after collecting the milk and I saw her rotund ass wobble and sway like a deer, while she walked past me to the kitchen. She was still so wet in kitchen and I had a real treat as she went down to collect something baring her beautiful breasts right up to her magnanimous areola and bean like nipples. She then came out of the kitchen and went to the only other room we used and took the towel in her hands. She first wiped her hands and then she started to wipe the area of the suit near her breasts. Since the suit was a little old and worn out, while wiping my mother accidentally tore it in the front. My heart was in my mouth as I got the first glimpse of one of the heavenly pair. Her suit had ripped from the center vertically and her one full breast was out and I was feasting at it. I could seem the milky white skin of her tight round breast. O my heavenly mother’s breasts were so round that it looked artistic, such a magnificent shape was out of this world. My mother had such round breasts that would give jitters to a teenage virgin girl. Her areola was again perfectly round with no blemish and she had the perfect bean sized nipple which was erect due to wetness.
Since it was evening time, my mother’s skin was glowing under the florescent lamp. She started to wipe her breasts now even though her suit had torn a bit more from the top revealing her little flabby tummy and her deep round bellybutton which I mistook for pussy first. She looked so sexy wiping her there and then, she looked at me, staring at her. I tried to avoid eye contact with her and looked away but in the corner of my eye I could still see her smiling towards me as she wiped her breasts which were nearly in the open now. My mother softly wrapped the towel around her huge motherly treasures and took the shirt of the torn suit out. I was just watching this as a silent spectator when my mother changed into another suit.
That night, I was watching some t v lying beside my mother. I was watching some movie on HBO when a girl appeared on the screen in a nighty. My mother hardly understood any English but she just watched them with me sometimes trying to understand through the action. She was lying across me tightly wrapped in a bed cover. My mind immediately raced to suggest my mom to wear nighties. I sort of fearfully asked her,
“maan, ye jo t v par ladki ne pehni hai isko nighty bolte hain aur isko ladies raat ko sone ki liye pehnti hain. Kya tumhe ye achi lagi maan.” I looked at my mother’s breasts making beautiful mounds in that white sheet over her bosom.
“beta, isme se to bada shareer nazar aata hai…isko pehn ke sharm bahut aayegi.”
“are maan . Sharmane ki kya baat hai…yahan aur kaun hai mere siva aur sirf raat hi ko to pehanani hai tumko nighty.” I sort of tried my best tp persuade her. Finally she nodded and I promised to get her some nighties from the city.
Next day , I left in the morning and went to Delhi where I bought a lot of incest porn besides buying sheer transparent nighties for my mother. Out of the three I bought , only one was a little decent. I also bought my favorite underclothes for her. I bought her stockings and garter belts besides a sizeable collection of highly revealing and erotic designer panties. I was always such a panty lover. After getting everything, I quickly headed to my home with my mind full of images when my mother would adorn these fantasy outfits. All the way on the bus, I was hard and I reached home in no time. My erection and my thoughts seemed to melt the time away.
As I reached home, it was morning time. I took bath and went to sleep after taking some food cooked by my mother Rani. When I got up in the afternoon , I found my luggage frisked a bit and I was just thinking about it when my mother , the beautiful queen mother Rani, appeared from the bathroom dressed in the most skimpiest and transparent nighty of all while holding lot of bra and panties in her hands. As she walked towards me, I pinched myself to remind me that I am awake and not dreaming. For their walked my mother as a fashion model for lingerie walks. She had also put on some purple netted bra and satin panties almost see through again, and she was laughing holding those undergarments in her hands. She came into the room and threw the bras and panties at bed and walked in front of the mirror. Then she turned towards me and asked me how she looked. I said that women do not usually wear undergarments with nighties. She said since it was day time she might think of removing them at night. I smiled at my mother while she climbed on the bed besides me and we started to watch t v for a while.
I was thinking everything evil inside my mind as the t v screen flashed before my eyes. I was not watching the t v but I was fantasizing about my bomb shell mother who will undo her bra and panties at night. Till now, she might not have known about the transparent material of her nighty but at night she will definitely see that it is revealing all her body. And that too to her son. Will she remove them or not! I was thinking all these vital questions while my mind was soaked in delirious ecstasy as my mother, the woman of my dreams was lying beside me in a fancy outfit hardly covering her thighs even. I looked at her. She was watching the t v and she could hardly notice my eyes prying at her with extreme lust. I could see purple bra which had high cups making the boobs of mother just out at top. They appeared so round and white that my mother appeared like some Victorian matronly figure. The nighty then separated at her waist revealing a hint of her satin panties and an exotic skin of her thighs. My cock had already flagged itself and I turned the t v off and told my mother that I wanted to sleep. My mother was also yawning and went to sleep in the afternoon in no time. I watched the big breasts of my mother heaving with her breath in front of me. She was breathing soundly and this was a sure indication of her sleep. Inside my underwear, my cock was erect like a bamboo. I watched my mother for sometime and then started to masturbate seeing her heavenly body particularly her white legs which had only a few hairs at the back of the legs. I came in no time and I was asleep too.
That night, after dinner we went to the bed again. My heart was in my mouth as I reached the bedroom with my mother. The moment for her to reveal herself to her son had come. But, she came and sat watching the t v. She showed no inclination to do away with bra and panties, it seemed. I was getting rather disappointed and bored and then , with t v so I asked my mother that I was feeling sleepy. She then turned the t v off and also switched off the light. And then, I got the most pleasant of all surprises. My mother sort of opened her nighty at the front from the belt and then removed her bra and panties while she was sitting on the bed with her back to me. Moonlight was creeping in and I could see the silhouettes of my mother’s curvaceous body. Then, my mother turned around and after tying the belt of her nighty went to sleep. Since it was darkness, I could hardly see anything much but faint outlines could be made in the dark. Whole night, my cock was on fire and I had to wait till the wee hours in the morning to could some glimpses of the fiery body of my dream woman.
In the morning, I was getting better view with each passing minute as the light was increasing. My mother had folded her legs and was sleeping facing me. The belt had also opened and she was in a disheveled state so much so that her complete ass cheeks were visible. While at the top, her magnificent breasts could be clearly seen under the thin nighty which had a few open buttons too, and they revealed her naked white pearly flesh. My cock was flagging itself like a mad bull now and blood rushed to my veins as my mother turned in sleep. Now she was lying on her back with straight legs. Her nighty, which was open at the center due to the open belt, was held in place only by a few buttons near her enormous breasts which jutted roundly despite her sleeping position. Her silky waist was fully visible and her maddening bellybutton had come to my view, for the first time in my life. It was here that my umbilical cord had been tied to my mother. I had been provided food from this place. Then I looked down at the few visible hairs peeking between my mother’s legs. She was all nude at the bottom since the nighty had been completely displaced. Still I could not see my birth place as she had lying with straight legs now. But I was content for the top view only. Imagine a fully grown son sleeping besides his mother in her nighty, and that too that the nighty is showing even her unusually large almond colored areolas, those breasts so round and fleshy that even the small mole on them is also visible on her nighty. What could a man do then?
I looked at the face of my mother sleeping so innocently. She used to stay very plain at home without make up mostly. She was looking fabulous in her sleep. Then, I went close to my mother and placed my hand on her flat belly while watching any movement on her face. She was sleeping like a cat, shying and without any movement. Now I looked at her artistic shapely breasts which had fed me and had withstood ages without showing any sag. O those wonderful melons of lust, which had the power to induce madness in the most holy of men, o those pitchers of milk which were my life when I came into this world and now they are taking my life as I watch them, o those mountains of the most holy flesh which have gotten better with time and have even not been mauled by my dirty useless father, o those footballs which are the official partners of incest fantasy, o those twin mounds of motherly joy and ecstasy with a huge areola and painfully thick seductive nipples, those very fountains of milk which are forever young , o my mother looked so beautiful as if her tits were her essence. I was deeply motivated now to see them fully nude. But I was also afraid if my mother would wake up. I carefully and slowly undid the few buttons at the top thus revealing her marvelous glory to me. I nearly came in my pajamas seeing my mother like that. Her skin was glowing in the morning light and her body was tight everywhere, no loose flesh hanging down anywhere, and her tits were really a mammoth size and their rotundity was also mind boggling. No fifty year old woman is supposed to have such awesome mammaries. I looked at my mother nearly fully nude now but deep in her sleep looking like an angel from the sky. Every inch of her supple luxuriant body was oozing with sexiness and it seemed that she had been made solely for the purpose of lovemaking. She appeared like a fairy in exile only to return back after mating with her son. I was lost in all these thoughts when I heard a cock croaking in the neighborhood and it was a sure sign that my mother would wake up any moment now. I quickly tied her buttons back and covered her with her nighty before throwing a bed sheet over her.
My mother got up after some time and quickly changed into some other suit as she probably could see her body in the morning displaying itself so sexily to her son in her nighty. Then later she served me breakfast. I went to my job and came back home in the evening. Now my mother was dressed in the normal suit and it was only while going to bed she changed into a nighty. After wearing the yet another transparent nighty, my mother quickly switched off the lights. She told me in bed that she will wear her nighty only for sleep and not like western people as it shows her body shamelessly. I told her to relax as there was no one to see her that way. My mom smiled and we went to sleep. Again , I woke up at my midnight time and knowing fully well that mother is asleep , I undid her belt of nighty and removed that flimsy cloth and saw those twin heavenly mounds. I wanted to touch them, play with them and maul them but I was afraid if my mother would wake up then? So once again after watching them to my hearts content, I masturbated besides my sleeping momma and made her up properly before going to sleep.
Somehow I was not satisfied by watching her body in the dark. I wanted to see her fully and there was only one place where this was possible and that was our bathroom. Since the bathroom and toilet are outside the house, they are also adjoined to the other room we have. I made a proper hole in it and covered it with a poster. It was the photo of lord Shiva so no one will remove it.
In the evening, my mother went inside to take a bath. I quickly followed her and removed the poster from the hole. I could clearly see across the other side. My mother had removed her clothes and was just standing in the new skin color bra and black lacy panties. Then she rubbed her hand over the panty and I could see a wet spot appearing. She slapped her pussy a number of times over the panty and then in a jiffy threw both panty and bra on the floor. She turned on the shower and started to take bath while my hand was already on my cock savoring the potential erotica of her tits dangling and wet with water. She rubbed soap all over her body and then washed it taking her own sweet time. Outside I was pumping my fist. I soon came and spread my semen on the floor while my mother had finished her bath and was toweling herself. Her full nude body was a sight of nearly heaven itself. If ever there was any salvation, it was in my mother’s boobs. If ever there was any heaven, it was in my mother’s velvety body. I quickly cleaned up and came back to my room putting the poster at place. My mother then went to milk the cow as he trampled over my milk carelessly.
This also became a routine. So I was having two daily glimpses of my mother’s body, one in her sleep and other while she bathes. But, day by day it was becoming difficult for me to contain my urges. I just wanted to hold her body and feel her motherly chuchies. I could not touch her as she might very well wake up. And that would be the end of it. I never wanted to loose whatever little I was getting. I was near heaven yet I was in pain. The sea was baring its bosom to me and yet I could not drink a drop of water. The expanse of feminity laid itself on a bed to be ravished yet I could not strike, for she was my mother. Had it been any other woman, I could have easily done what I wanted to. But how could I even think about it. What a pervert I have been thinking about doing nasty things to my mother. I sometimes felt that I am going to rot in hell for this. But sooner I was convinced beyond doubt that for the touch of my mother’s bubbas, I was ready to forgo anything. I could withstand any amount of pain for my mother’s boobs. This was not because her boobs had nurtured me, helped me grow, but it was because watching her boobs gave me the highest possible erections and I might even die if I touched them. A mother’s bosom is the area where a young one finds solace and peace from the world but here my mother’s boobs had maddened me with lust. I must do something for them. They became the sole fixation of my dirty perverted mind. At night, in my dreams I saw them hanging from the sky beckoning me to kiss them and fondle them. Then I got an idea.
This went on for quite some time and then I got some sleeping tablets one day and mixed them in my mother’s food and then we went to bed. As mother changed herself into the easy braless nighty, I smirked to myself knowing what was going to happen tonight. On the other hand, my mother was unaware of my vinous plans and quickly removed her panties too before sleeping. My mother was unknowingly assisting me. Soon, the sleeping tablets showed their affect and my mother was yawning and she told me to switch the lights off and go to sleep, which I did for a while.
I waited for a good half and hour first so that my mother could drift into deep sleep. Then, I switched the lights on. I called my mother’s name near her ears but she gave me no response. I shook her body but she was lying dead as a corpse. Now, I was convinced beyond doubt that my mother was sleeping badly under the effect of sleeping pills. Half of the battle had been won. I looked at my mother for some time before touching her. She was looking so beautiful and innocent in her sleep. Her nighty was a little wavered to cover her body and although it was covering her breasts yet it could not hide the color of her areola and nipple under its sheer cloth. My mother had the face of a karishma kapoor and the boobs of tera Patrick. They looked as huge as my hands touched them first time since my childhood. I quickly undid her nighty at top revealing those wonderful melons of lust to me . O my god, this was heaven. I softly lifted them in my hands and pressed them as one presses a soft pillow. O mamma, you were doing magic to me. My queen mother’s tight boobs defied her age and her face made her almost like a newly wed. Yes ! She was my newly wed queen mother. I bent towards my objects of fantasy and rubbed them on my cheeks kissing them in their fleshy valley before sinking my head in the heavenly pillows of my mother. She was fast asleep and then I picked her hands up and placed them on the back of my head while I was kissing her booby glory. I looked in the mirror as the light was on and my mother looked to be having sex with me in the mirror. In fact, it was a horizontal frontal view so one could actually see her hands on my head as if she is also enjoying and it is happening according to her will. I quickly got an idea and since I had a digital camera I took pictures of the reflection in the mirror.
When it was an hour past, I was sure that my mother wouldn’t wake up before morning so I undid every single piece of cloth on her and took her nude photos. Then, I removed all my clothes and got in bed next to my mother. I hugged her tightly and sort of made her hug me. Every moment I was watching her face, but it was not showing any reaction. Then I bent down and took her nipple in my mouth while squeezing the other melon of lust. I also took some bites of it before going to the friendly vivacious face of my queen mother Rani and kissing her everywhere right from neck to eyes to temples to ear and also eating a bit of her juicy lips. Suddenly, I felt her nipples getting stiff under my chest. When I looked down, my god, they had swollen and looked like cherries on the cake of my mother’s areolas. I teased the nipples out of their flesh and played with them until her swollen nipples really got big enough over her ivory chuchies. My body was also sliced with the body of my mother making my head boil now. My cock was bathing under the touch of the golden soft thighs of my lovely mother. I held my hands on her back now and pressed her closely to my body. I could feel her coming alive as her breathing stiffened a bit.
Then I went down to her pussy and the saw the whole where I came from the very first time in my life. It was covered with the dense outgrowth of her silken pubes, now here they were in a huge number unlike one or two hair which I found usually on her panties in the morning. I bent down to her choot and smelled the heavenly aromatic stink of her sweat urine and maybe a little cum too. I kissed my mother’s pussy after smelling it to my heart’s content. Then, I lapped up her puffy cunt lips which had spread like petals, and begin to lick my mother queen’s pussy. I shoved my tongue in and I was getting full pleasure but she did not discharge. After that, I moved over to my mother’s huge chuchies, taking each in my hand and I placed my cock in their valley and begin to tit fuck her. Soon, I could take it no longer and spurt my semen over her huge mammaries. I then, carefully wiped her and clothed her properly before going to bed.
Next day, my mother got up and behaved very normally. She could never suspect what her horny son was up to at night. I never got to try that again since my mother was very careful in eating that incident onwards. Meanwhile, time continued to roll on and my father used to visit us sometimes and he would stay a month long. I was quite surprised as my mother did not wear her nighties in front of my lazy father. But soon, he left and we were left to ourselves again and once again I was watching my mother in all her glory. When my father was home, he rarely fucked Rani Ma and soon he had left. Nothing much happened until the marriage of my cousin sister pallavi when I had to accompany my mother to a village near hamirpur.
My mother’s younger sister sashimi lived in a village and pallavi was her daughter who was getting married. In fact, pallavi had a physique very much like my mother and one wondered how her chuchies would grow after her marriage. My maasi on the other hand, sashimi was also very sexy with golden skin and nice assets. Pallavi was one of the few people who were very close to me. In fact we had played a lot of fun games when we children and I often had a deep maddening desire to feel her chuchies. But time went on , and now she was getting married.
It was quite late when we reached there and soon we were shown the bedroom after having a bit of food. In fact, all the elder ladies were sleeping on the floor and my cousin was sleeping on the bed. When I came into the room, it was pretty dark and I just stumbled next to one of the women on the floor. I had found the space so I went to sleep soon. I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt a little cold. I sat and saw the dim figures in the moonlight. Two ladies were lying next to me in a sexy revealing atmosphere but I couldn’t se much because of the darkness. I thought probably my cousin was lying on the bed. Her clothes were also in disarray and because of darkness; I could only see the contours on her body. I climbed on the bed and went next to her. I almost took her in my embrace. I felt her hard and massive chuchies on my chest. She was also reciprocating and her hands reached on my back and begin to take off my shirt. I quickly undid her blouse from the front. O my god, her huge chuchies swung to life. I held them in my hands to feel their weight. Their was something similar to them I could not exactly remember. Then I kissed them on their valley and then I went up and felt the chain around her neck. She was not supposed to wearing any mangal sutra, what was this. Who was this lady letting me fondle her, it was definitely not her cousin pallavi. Then she went up and looked at her face closely. O my god, it was his own mother Rani. Was her dreaming. He said, in a feeble voice, “ma Rani, aap…I am sorry mother, I didn’t know it was you”
“O beta, why do you stop now, continue what you were doing to your mother. There is no need to feel sorry. After all, I am your own mother and you can do anything you want to with me. Come, manoja don’t stop now..” And she hugged me to her bosom sending currents right through my body and brain.
“haan ma” I could barely whisper as my mother took my hands over her nipples and said, “ keep quite now and suck my chuchies, others might wake up so do not make any sound” I took her nipple in my mouth and begin to suck while my mother undid mine and her bottoms. My cock was already erect from the foreplay and my mother quickly took it in her choot. O my god! I could not believe it. I was inside my mother. It happened so quickly that I didn’t have any time to even think and enjoy what I was doing. She was shaking her hips nicely and I was playing with her motherly chuchies all the while. Since it was my first time, I quickly ejaculated but no sooner than giving my mother Rani an orgasm. Then, we rearranged or clothes and went to sleep.
I spent the whole day in the marriage trying to digest the fact that it was my mother I had a brief sex with.
To be continued…
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My mother is a vivacious kind of women and she is pretty popular in the neighborhood, and she could even win if she stood in the local elections. She keeps asking other people casually and she has a very sweet motherly voice of a woman. She even cuts the grass for the cow herself and every other day she could be spotted walking the narrow lanes of sujanpur with a thatch on her head, while her ass and braless boobies spin and wobble. Not that she doesn’t wear a bra, but that sometimes she does away with it as it might be early morning or late evening usually. My mother brings water from the nearby hand pump in the morning and my neighbor’s son, who teaches at the local college, is usually there to catch a glimpse of the wonderful milky boobies of my careless mother. I have even overheard him talking about the braless wonders of my mother Rani. He knows that since it is morning, my mother will come without bra and her melons could be seen and spotted under her thin homely suit with a vest, at the most, under it. My mother is also a religious lady and she does all kinds of fast. As a housewife, she cleans up the home giving me enough opportunity to look at her motherly twin treasures, and she also likes to keep it spick and span. Since my father cannot afford much, she usually puts on suits which are cheap kinds, and while at home she puts on the old used suits. I remember all her suits by heart and I have also seen, smelt and masturbated on her thin vests which had a floral pattern, and bras which revealed to me that my mother’s humongous fun balls are in fact 38dd, and of course her panties which she wears all the time- all her panties are dark and shady in color and they smell like heaven. Everyday, I take bath after my mother so that I can use her wonderfully fragrant panties lying under her clothes in the bathroom. My mother is five and a half feet tall and at the age of fifties, she has a body like a thirty year old and the face of a fairy. I have seen her unintentionally, in practically all states of undress, when she changes clothes at home. Our bathroom is a little away from home, so my mother changes in the living room only. Since we have two rooms, we have given one to a tenant. That means, my mother changes her clothes in front of me in the same room. There is a small curtain behind which she hides but off and on some part of her body is usually visible. I have seen almost all her parts excluding her rapturous bush which is usually hidden in a panty. She has an extremely gora badan and she looks like a full ripe woman who knows how to give ecstasy in sex. Alas! She is married to my father who is a good for nothing fellow. He will smoke his cigarette, read the newspaper and waste his time in the day. And what luck, she gets my beautiful mother to fuck at night. Often, I have seen them fucking but they rarely remove all their clothes. Mostly, my mother would be nude only at bottom while my father would only lower his pajamas to his knees. Sometimes, I would get up early in the morning to catch a bottom nude glimpse of my mother as she had sex the previous night and even her panties would be off. Quite often, I didn’t have much luck as my mother would cover herself in a bed sheet but sometimes it was hot and she let the sheet go revealing full view of her rotund and faceable ass. I didn’t know when it started and my mother became my sex object.
Rani, as she was called by everyone, was not much educated. She didn’t even read the newspaper. But she had something kinky about her. The very sight of her gave men their hardest erections. She had full proportioned boobs and them so tight and was almost immune to sag even at the age of 52. Once, I saw my vivacious, talkative and voluptuous queen mother, milking the cow. I was standing besides her as she milked her in a tumbler. The milk was shooting from the cow before collecting in the pan thereby drenching my mother from the front. Since it was late evening, she had done away with her bra. I stood by her talking to her as father was not at home. As usual, she was dressed in one of her old suits at home and it left little to imagine after seeing her in those worn out clothes. Slowly, my mother started to get wet by milk and her fabulous boobies started to take shape on her suit. Her vest was also clinging now to her boobies and every stroke of her to take milk was making the boobies even more prominent. I was getting hard watching all this when my mother filled the tumbler and got up as I told that at home she wore used and sometimes even a little torn suit. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the suit thinning itself to a point that her boobies were making perfect shape and even some milk dripped from the corners. She was so wet that I could even see her almost faint almond color areola and her nipples standing upright on those huge sag less melons which were the doors of heaven. I had a sudden rush of blood to hold them in my hands to feel their enormity. It was as if my whole being cried in ecstasy, my filial feelings rose to the fore and asked me to repay back the motherhood by holding those pitchers which once fed me, and merge once again with my mother. I wanted to in fact contain her enormity, the limitless motherhood which sprang in the physical shape as her boobs. I felt the first stirrings of incest in my head as I saw and beheld those melons of food and pleasure, almost making full and round circles, wet and clinging to her old suit which had become transparent by now. My mother rose after collecting the milk and I saw her rotund ass wobble and sway like a deer, while she walked past me to the kitchen. She was still so wet in kitchen and I had a real treat as she went down to collect something baring her beautiful breasts right up to her magnanimous areola and bean like nipples. She then came out of the kitchen and went to the only other room we used and took the towel in her hands. She first wiped her hands and then she started to wipe the area of the suit near her breasts. Since the suit was a little old and worn out, while wiping my mother accidentally tore it in the front. My heart was in my mouth as I got the first glimpse of one of the heavenly pair. Her suit had ripped from the center vertically and her one full breast was out and I was feasting at it. I could seem the milky white skin of her tight round breast. O my heavenly mother’s breasts were so round that it looked artistic, such a magnificent shape was out of this world. My mother had such round breasts that would give jitters to a teenage virgin girl. Her areola was again perfectly round with no blemish and she had the perfect bean sized nipple which was erect due to wetness.
Since it was evening time, my mother’s skin was glowing under the florescent lamp. She started to wipe her breasts now even though her suit had torn a bit more from the top revealing her little flabby tummy and her deep round bellybutton which I mistook for pussy first. She looked so sexy wiping her there and then, she looked at me, staring at her. I tried to avoid eye contact with her and looked away but in the corner of my eye I could still see her smiling towards me as she wiped her breasts which were nearly in the open now. My mother softly wrapped the towel around her huge motherly treasures and took the shirt of the torn suit out. I was just watching this as a silent spectator when my mother changed into another suit.
That night, I was watching some t v lying beside my mother. I was watching some movie on HBO when a girl appeared on the screen in a nighty. My mother hardly understood any English but she just watched them with me sometimes trying to understand through the action. She was lying across me tightly wrapped in a bed cover. My mind immediately raced to suggest my mom to wear nighties. I sort of fearfully asked her,
“maan, ye jo t v par ladki ne pehni hai isko nighty bolte hain aur isko ladies raat ko sone ki liye pehnti hain. Kya tumhe ye achi lagi maan.” I looked at my mother’s breasts making beautiful mounds in that white sheet over her bosom.
“beta, isme se to bada shareer nazar aata hai…isko pehn ke sharm bahut aayegi.”
“are maan . Sharmane ki kya baat hai…yahan aur kaun hai mere siva aur sirf raat hi ko to pehanani hai tumko nighty.” I sort of tried my best tp persuade her. Finally she nodded and I promised to get her some nighties from the city.
Next day , I left in the morning and went to Delhi where I bought a lot of incest porn besides buying sheer transparent nighties for my mother. Out of the three I bought , only one was a little decent. I also bought my favorite underclothes for her. I bought her stockings and garter belts besides a sizeable collection of highly revealing and erotic designer panties. I was always such a panty lover. After getting everything, I quickly headed to my home with my mind full of images when my mother would adorn these fantasy outfits. All the way on the bus, I was hard and I reached home in no time. My erection and my thoughts seemed to melt the time away.
As I reached home, it was morning time. I took bath and went to sleep after taking some food cooked by my mother Rani. When I got up in the afternoon , I found my luggage frisked a bit and I was just thinking about it when my mother , the beautiful queen mother Rani, appeared from the bathroom dressed in the most skimpiest and transparent nighty of all while holding lot of bra and panties in her hands. As she walked towards me, I pinched myself to remind me that I am awake and not dreaming. For their walked my mother as a fashion model for lingerie walks. She had also put on some purple netted bra and satin panties almost see through again, and she was laughing holding those undergarments in her hands. She came into the room and threw the bras and panties at bed and walked in front of the mirror. Then she turned towards me and asked me how she looked. I said that women do not usually wear undergarments with nighties. She said since it was day time she might think of removing them at night. I smiled at my mother while she climbed on the bed besides me and we started to watch t v for a while.
I was thinking everything evil inside my mind as the t v screen flashed before my eyes. I was not watching the t v but I was fantasizing about my bomb shell mother who will undo her bra and panties at night. Till now, she might not have known about the transparent material of her nighty but at night she will definitely see that it is revealing all her body. And that too to her son. Will she remove them or not! I was thinking all these vital questions while my mind was soaked in delirious ecstasy as my mother, the woman of my dreams was lying beside me in a fancy outfit hardly covering her thighs even. I looked at her. She was watching the t v and she could hardly notice my eyes prying at her with extreme lust. I could see purple bra which had high cups making the boobs of mother just out at top. They appeared so round and white that my mother appeared like some Victorian matronly figure. The nighty then separated at her waist revealing a hint of her satin panties and an exotic skin of her thighs. My cock had already flagged itself and I turned the t v off and told my mother that I wanted to sleep. My mother was also yawning and went to sleep in the afternoon in no time. I watched the big breasts of my mother heaving with her breath in front of me. She was breathing soundly and this was a sure indication of her sleep. Inside my underwear, my cock was erect like a bamboo. I watched my mother for sometime and then started to masturbate seeing her heavenly body particularly her white legs which had only a few hairs at the back of the legs. I came in no time and I was asleep too.
That night, after dinner we went to the bed again. My heart was in my mouth as I reached the bedroom with my mother. The moment for her to reveal herself to her son had come. But, she came and sat watching the t v. She showed no inclination to do away with bra and panties, it seemed. I was getting rather disappointed and bored and then , with t v so I asked my mother that I was feeling sleepy. She then turned the t v off and also switched off the light. And then, I got the most pleasant of all surprises. My mother sort of opened her nighty at the front from the belt and then removed her bra and panties while she was sitting on the bed with her back to me. Moonlight was creeping in and I could see the silhouettes of my mother’s curvaceous body. Then, my mother turned around and after tying the belt of her nighty went to sleep. Since it was darkness, I could hardly see anything much but faint outlines could be made in the dark. Whole night, my cock was on fire and I had to wait till the wee hours in the morning to could some glimpses of the fiery body of my dream woman.
In the morning, I was getting better view with each passing minute as the light was increasing. My mother had folded her legs and was sleeping facing me. The belt had also opened and she was in a disheveled state so much so that her complete ass cheeks were visible. While at the top, her magnificent breasts could be clearly seen under the thin nighty which had a few open buttons too, and they revealed her naked white pearly flesh. My cock was flagging itself like a mad bull now and blood rushed to my veins as my mother turned in sleep. Now she was lying on her back with straight legs. Her nighty, which was open at the center due to the open belt, was held in place only by a few buttons near her enormous breasts which jutted roundly despite her sleeping position. Her silky waist was fully visible and her maddening bellybutton had come to my view, for the first time in my life. It was here that my umbilical cord had been tied to my mother. I had been provided food from this place. Then I looked down at the few visible hairs peeking between my mother’s legs. She was all nude at the bottom since the nighty had been completely displaced. Still I could not see my birth place as she had lying with straight legs now. But I was content for the top view only. Imagine a fully grown son sleeping besides his mother in her nighty, and that too that the nighty is showing even her unusually large almond colored areolas, those breasts so round and fleshy that even the small mole on them is also visible on her nighty. What could a man do then?
I looked at the face of my mother sleeping so innocently. She used to stay very plain at home without make up mostly. She was looking fabulous in her sleep. Then, I went close to my mother and placed my hand on her flat belly while watching any movement on her face. She was sleeping like a cat, shying and without any movement. Now I looked at her artistic shapely breasts which had fed me and had withstood ages without showing any sag. O those wonderful melons of lust, which had the power to induce madness in the most holy of men, o those pitchers of milk which were my life when I came into this world and now they are taking my life as I watch them, o those mountains of the most holy flesh which have gotten better with time and have even not been mauled by my dirty useless father, o those footballs which are the official partners of incest fantasy, o those twin mounds of motherly joy and ecstasy with a huge areola and painfully thick seductive nipples, those very fountains of milk which are forever young , o my mother looked so beautiful as if her tits were her essence. I was deeply motivated now to see them fully nude. But I was also afraid if my mother would wake up. I carefully and slowly undid the few buttons at the top thus revealing her marvelous glory to me. I nearly came in my pajamas seeing my mother like that. Her skin was glowing in the morning light and her body was tight everywhere, no loose flesh hanging down anywhere, and her tits were really a mammoth size and their rotundity was also mind boggling. No fifty year old woman is supposed to have such awesome mammaries. I looked at my mother nearly fully nude now but deep in her sleep looking like an angel from the sky. Every inch of her supple luxuriant body was oozing with sexiness and it seemed that she had been made solely for the purpose of lovemaking. She appeared like a fairy in exile only to return back after mating with her son. I was lost in all these thoughts when I heard a cock croaking in the neighborhood and it was a sure sign that my mother would wake up any moment now. I quickly tied her buttons back and covered her with her nighty before throwing a bed sheet over her.
My mother got up after some time and quickly changed into some other suit as she probably could see her body in the morning displaying itself so sexily to her son in her nighty. Then later she served me breakfast. I went to my job and came back home in the evening. Now my mother was dressed in the normal suit and it was only while going to bed she changed into a nighty. After wearing the yet another transparent nighty, my mother quickly switched off the lights. She told me in bed that she will wear her nighty only for sleep and not like western people as it shows her body shamelessly. I told her to relax as there was no one to see her that way. My mom smiled and we went to sleep. Again , I woke up at my midnight time and knowing fully well that mother is asleep , I undid her belt of nighty and removed that flimsy cloth and saw those twin heavenly mounds. I wanted to touch them, play with them and maul them but I was afraid if my mother would wake up then? So once again after watching them to my hearts content, I masturbated besides my sleeping momma and made her up properly before going to sleep.
Somehow I was not satisfied by watching her body in the dark. I wanted to see her fully and there was only one place where this was possible and that was our bathroom. Since the bathroom and toilet are outside the house, they are also adjoined to the other room we have. I made a proper hole in it and covered it with a poster. It was the photo of lord Shiva so no one will remove it.
In the evening, my mother went inside to take a bath. I quickly followed her and removed the poster from the hole. I could clearly see across the other side. My mother had removed her clothes and was just standing in the new skin color bra and black lacy panties. Then she rubbed her hand over the panty and I could see a wet spot appearing. She slapped her pussy a number of times over the panty and then in a jiffy threw both panty and bra on the floor. She turned on the shower and started to take bath while my hand was already on my cock savoring the potential erotica of her tits dangling and wet with water. She rubbed soap all over her body and then washed it taking her own sweet time. Outside I was pumping my fist. I soon came and spread my semen on the floor while my mother had finished her bath and was toweling herself. Her full nude body was a sight of nearly heaven itself. If ever there was any salvation, it was in my mother’s boobs. If ever there was any heaven, it was in my mother’s velvety body. I quickly cleaned up and came back to my room putting the poster at place. My mother then went to milk the cow as he trampled over my milk carelessly.
This also became a routine. So I was having two daily glimpses of my mother’s body, one in her sleep and other while she bathes. But, day by day it was becoming difficult for me to contain my urges. I just wanted to hold her body and feel her motherly chuchies. I could not touch her as she might very well wake up. And that would be the end of it. I never wanted to loose whatever little I was getting. I was near heaven yet I was in pain. The sea was baring its bosom to me and yet I could not drink a drop of water. The expanse of feminity laid itself on a bed to be ravished yet I could not strike, for she was my mother. Had it been any other woman, I could have easily done what I wanted to. But how could I even think about it. What a pervert I have been thinking about doing nasty things to my mother. I sometimes felt that I am going to rot in hell for this. But sooner I was convinced beyond doubt that for the touch of my mother’s bubbas, I was ready to forgo anything. I could withstand any amount of pain for my mother’s boobs. This was not because her boobs had nurtured me, helped me grow, but it was because watching her boobs gave me the highest possible erections and I might even die if I touched them. A mother’s bosom is the area where a young one finds solace and peace from the world but here my mother’s boobs had maddened me with lust. I must do something for them. They became the sole fixation of my dirty perverted mind. At night, in my dreams I saw them hanging from the sky beckoning me to kiss them and fondle them. Then I got an idea.
This went on for quite some time and then I got some sleeping tablets one day and mixed them in my mother’s food and then we went to bed. As mother changed herself into the easy braless nighty, I smirked to myself knowing what was going to happen tonight. On the other hand, my mother was unaware of my vinous plans and quickly removed her panties too before sleeping. My mother was unknowingly assisting me. Soon, the sleeping tablets showed their affect and my mother was yawning and she told me to switch the lights off and go to sleep, which I did for a while.
I waited for a good half and hour first so that my mother could drift into deep sleep. Then, I switched the lights on. I called my mother’s name near her ears but she gave me no response. I shook her body but she was lying dead as a corpse. Now, I was convinced beyond doubt that my mother was sleeping badly under the effect of sleeping pills. Half of the battle had been won. I looked at my mother for some time before touching her. She was looking so beautiful and innocent in her sleep. Her nighty was a little wavered to cover her body and although it was covering her breasts yet it could not hide the color of her areola and nipple under its sheer cloth. My mother had the face of a karishma kapoor and the boobs of tera Patrick. They looked as huge as my hands touched them first time since my childhood. I quickly undid her nighty at top revealing those wonderful melons of lust to me . O my god, this was heaven. I softly lifted them in my hands and pressed them as one presses a soft pillow. O mamma, you were doing magic to me. My queen mother’s tight boobs defied her age and her face made her almost like a newly wed. Yes ! She was my newly wed queen mother. I bent towards my objects of fantasy and rubbed them on my cheeks kissing them in their fleshy valley before sinking my head in the heavenly pillows of my mother. She was fast asleep and then I picked her hands up and placed them on the back of my head while I was kissing her booby glory. I looked in the mirror as the light was on and my mother looked to be having sex with me in the mirror. In fact, it was a horizontal frontal view so one could actually see her hands on my head as if she is also enjoying and it is happening according to her will. I quickly got an idea and since I had a digital camera I took pictures of the reflection in the mirror.
When it was an hour past, I was sure that my mother wouldn’t wake up before morning so I undid every single piece of cloth on her and took her nude photos. Then, I removed all my clothes and got in bed next to my mother. I hugged her tightly and sort of made her hug me. Every moment I was watching her face, but it was not showing any reaction. Then I bent down and took her nipple in my mouth while squeezing the other melon of lust. I also took some bites of it before going to the friendly vivacious face of my queen mother Rani and kissing her everywhere right from neck to eyes to temples to ear and also eating a bit of her juicy lips. Suddenly, I felt her nipples getting stiff under my chest. When I looked down, my god, they had swollen and looked like cherries on the cake of my mother’s areolas. I teased the nipples out of their flesh and played with them until her swollen nipples really got big enough over her ivory chuchies. My body was also sliced with the body of my mother making my head boil now. My cock was bathing under the touch of the golden soft thighs of my lovely mother. I held my hands on her back now and pressed her closely to my body. I could feel her coming alive as her breathing stiffened a bit.
Then I went down to her pussy and the saw the whole where I came from the very first time in my life. It was covered with the dense outgrowth of her silken pubes, now here they were in a huge number unlike one or two hair which I found usually on her panties in the morning. I bent down to her choot and smelled the heavenly aromatic stink of her sweat urine and maybe a little cum too. I kissed my mother’s pussy after smelling it to my heart’s content. Then, I lapped up her puffy cunt lips which had spread like petals, and begin to lick my mother queen’s pussy. I shoved my tongue in and I was getting full pleasure but she did not discharge. After that, I moved over to my mother’s huge chuchies, taking each in my hand and I placed my cock in their valley and begin to tit fuck her. Soon, I could take it no longer and spurt my semen over her huge mammaries. I then, carefully wiped her and clothed her properly before going to bed.
Next day, my mother got up and behaved very normally. She could never suspect what her horny son was up to at night. I never got to try that again since my mother was very careful in eating that incident onwards. Meanwhile, time continued to roll on and my father used to visit us sometimes and he would stay a month long. I was quite surprised as my mother did not wear her nighties in front of my lazy father. But soon, he left and we were left to ourselves again and once again I was watching my mother in all her glory. When my father was home, he rarely fucked Rani Ma and soon he had left. Nothing much happened until the marriage of my cousin sister pallavi when I had to accompany my mother to a village near hamirpur.
My mother’s younger sister sashimi lived in a village and pallavi was her daughter who was getting married. In fact, pallavi had a physique very much like my mother and one wondered how her chuchies would grow after her marriage. My maasi on the other hand, sashimi was also very sexy with golden skin and nice assets. Pallavi was one of the few people who were very close to me. In fact we had played a lot of fun games when we children and I often had a deep maddening desire to feel her chuchies. But time went on , and now she was getting married.
It was quite late when we reached there and soon we were shown the bedroom after having a bit of food. In fact, all the elder ladies were sleeping on the floor and my cousin was sleeping on the bed. When I came into the room, it was pretty dark and I just stumbled next to one of the women on the floor. I had found the space so I went to sleep soon. I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt a little cold. I sat and saw the dim figures in the moonlight. Two ladies were lying next to me in a sexy revealing atmosphere but I couldn’t se much because of the darkness. I thought probably my cousin was lying on the bed. Her clothes were also in disarray and because of darkness; I could only see the contours on her body. I climbed on the bed and went next to her. I almost took her in my embrace. I felt her hard and massive chuchies on my chest. She was also reciprocating and her hands reached on my back and begin to take off my shirt. I quickly undid her blouse from the front. O my god, her huge chuchies swung to life. I held them in my hands to feel their weight. Their was something similar to them I could not exactly remember. Then I kissed them on their valley and then I went up and felt the chain around her neck. She was not supposed to wearing any mangal sutra, what was this. Who was this lady letting me fondle her, it was definitely not her cousin pallavi. Then she went up and looked at her face closely. O my god, it was his own mother Rani. Was her dreaming. He said, in a feeble voice, “ma Rani, aap…I am sorry mother, I didn’t know it was you”
“O beta, why do you stop now, continue what you were doing to your mother. There is no need to feel sorry. After all, I am your own mother and you can do anything you want to with me. Come, manoja don’t stop now..” And she hugged me to her bosom sending currents right through my body and brain.
“haan ma” I could barely whisper as my mother took my hands over her nipples and said, “ keep quite now and suck my chuchies, others might wake up so do not make any sound” I took her nipple in my mouth and begin to suck while my mother undid mine and her bottoms. My cock was already erect from the foreplay and my mother quickly took it in her choot. O my god! I could not believe it. I was inside my mother. It happened so quickly that I didn’t have any time to even think and enjoy what I was doing. She was shaking her hips nicely and I was playing with her motherly chuchies all the while. Since it was my first time, I quickly ejaculated but no sooner than giving my mother Rani an orgasm. Then, we rearranged or clothes and went to sleep.
I spent the whole day in the marriage trying to digest the fact that it was my mother I had a brief sex with.
To be continued…
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