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Subject: Indian mother Son
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My mother's skin complexion is wheatish typical Indian one. Her hairs
are half black and half golden dyed with heena. She was a bit fat but
now she has become normal weighting 65 kg.. Her breasts are round and
medium size she looks 40 yrs even though she is almost 55 years old
now and mother of two sons, and a daughter
On mira road I had purchased 2 bedroom 1 hall flat. One day,my wife &
mother requested me to accompany my mother to some baba in remote part
of south india who is curing pains. My mother is suffering from pain
in knee joins due to age.
After one week I and my mother started by night bus and reached by
late morning. It was raining heavily.
I booked a taxi and proceeded to meet baba directly , after
consulting baba, taxi driver informed us roads has been damaged so we
will have to wait till traffic jam is cleared. Also trains are running
late. All Trains were running indefinitely late. I asked the taxi
driver to take us to a good hotel , most of hotels were fully booked
due to rain, traffic jam and delayed in trains. We got one room the
roof top alone after cajoling clerk, may it was for hotel staff but
due to full customer load they have decided to give it to customers. I
release taxi and informed my wife back home about the situation.
We finished our bath and then have breakfast - lunch of the day. Whole
day we were in room due to heavy rain. We came down took light
dinner decided to sleep early as both were tired , I slept on sofa
while my mother slept on double bed.
It was midnight. I woke up with need to pee and saw that I had a
partial hardon. It was much firmer than normal. My hand reached down
under the sheets to grip my lund subconsciously . Outside it was
raining heavily, only dim light of lamp was illuminating our room.
I looked at my mother in dim orange light, she lay in the centre of
the big double bed. She was still fast asleep, with the satin pink bed
sheet partially covering her lovely body. My lund stirred again as I
looked down at sleeping mother. Beautiful...Sexy.
I went inside bath and after relieving when I came out , t my
delight, my mother stretched in her sleep, opening her thighs wide
apart as the her night gown moved, gradually up , over her lower
body. I tried to adjust my eyes in darkness, thin material of her
salwar obstructed my view of the most cherished and forbidden area
for every son. My heart began to beat faster. My mind starting
dreaming incestuous show. Till now my beautiful, sexy mother was never
object of my desire.
I slowly undress myself and moved towards her bed with erect lund,
knocking off water jug kept near bed and that woke her up. She woke
in a daze and stood up near bed. I acted quickly and to her and my
surprise I reached with almost jump and pulled her towards me, I bent
& tried to kissed her on the neck. My mother suddenly realised what
was happening and tried to pull away. I was completely out of control
and I pulled my mother towards me, she fell on me, standing, her back
on my chest with a soft thump, I started squeezing her breasts with
both hand from behind and kissing & bitting her on neck. She was
breathless.
I pulled her nighty with both hand breaking all buttons, she lung
forward which aided my effort to remove her gown. I with insect urge
tore off her night gown so that she stood in front of me only her
salwar. She manage to free herself from me, I stood back and looked
her.
Here was my 53 year old mother in front of me in only her lower
garment, her hand both hand trying to cover her white milky breast
with chocolate color aerola and she looked so beautiful. With fast
action , I pulled string of her salwar, she tried to caught her
salwar with her hand it went down , I gave her push forcing her to
the bed and fell on bed with her left hand under my body. With right
hand I caught her left hand over her head, . My mother was struggling
fiercely. I removed salwar down with my free left hand and little
help from my legs which I used to weight down my mothers leg, and
exposed her legs. Her thighs were very thick and very soft. I just
could stop any more and I inserted my index finger into her choot. I
try to put my lips on her soft pink lips but she turn her head. I
covered her legs with my left leg and with removed my left hand from
her choot tohold her face and implanted heavy incestuous kiss biting
her hard while re inserting my two middle fingers in her choot. I
felt taste of blood. .
My mother cried out " Ya Allah I am your mother you should not do
this it is not correct. It is sinful, no son will do this with his
mother. My body is not for you. " Wiping blood from her lips.
Now since the heat of the moment was past I looked at her with slight
shame in my eyes for the fact that she my mother was lying naked
with her own son and worse, with my fingers in her choot. I again kiss
her lips which she did not respond. I suck her blood and moved away
removing my fingers from her choot.
She sat on the bed and. I was not too sure as too what to do next
My face went red with embarrassment. I couldn't look at my Mother's
face.
Finally I got courage to speak ,
" Shenaz, my mother I love you, I love you not only physically I am
in love you as a person. I want to give you life, I am the man of our
house and you are my woman."
She seemed to be in a state of shock, not knowing what to do. She sat
on bed, her eyes fixed in the darkness. We both were motionless for a
long time
She spoke at last" nahin beta yeh thik nahin Hai" ( this is not
correct)
I reply said "Sirf aaj ke liye" with some struggle (only for today)
Now my mother is not very orthodox. She understood my feelings. She
was shocked but got her controlled. I had on the other hand, never
dreamed about been in a situation like this. My mother sensing my
embarrassment said,
"Sharma mat, koi baat nahi.. lekin yeh tarika thik nahi apni hawas
puri karne ka. Teri biwi khobbsurat hai. ( don’t feel ashamed,
but this is not right way to satisfied your sex, you have beautiful
wife.)
"Oh Mummy, I love you, you are very beautiful, you are very sweet", I
mumbled.
Meri biwi ko ab do baccho ke baad sex mein interest nahi hai. ( she is
not interested in sex after child birth)
I continued, " Ma, mein aap ko apni biwi ki tarh pyar karna chahata
hoon (let me love you like my wife.)
"I don't know about your wife, but I would allow you to love your
mother as hard as you can. 'Sharma Mat.. ab mere pass aa….
Dekhoo to maine kis mard ko jana hai."
(don’t feel ashamed . Come near to me, let me which man has come
out of me)
With my wet limping lund. I rushed forward and hug my mother
tightly. Her hand found my throbing lund and began squeezing it. My
Mother then took me to the bed. She laid on bed on her back and gave
me smile which was reserved for husband. She then spread her legs and
exposed her choot. I was on my knees on the bed and bent forward to
have a closer look at origin of birth. Her body was trembling with
excitement.
I quivered as I drop my body on her, holding her right breast with my
right hand and kissed her on lips with tip of lund waiting at no entry
zone for permission to enter with precum dropping and making bed
sheets below wet. It was not just a kiss, a very incestuous
passionate, My tongue explored every pixel of my mother's mouth.
I broke the kiss and took my lund, and began to guide it towards
final destination. As I reached entrance I paused and touched the
entry of forbidden place with tip my weapon. I felt shivers along my
spine as I was about to entered forbidden territory of my mothers's
flesh with my flesh again. I though of the sin I was going to commit
which will result in a new type of bond between us.
I was entering area from where there was no return. I could not
wait any longer as I pushed forward. My lund entered my mother's
choot. I heard my mother shenaz cry a little, as I pushed inside her
completely with base of my lund touching lip of my mothers choot. My
mother hugged me tightly trying to engulf me. We were enjoying out
incestuous sexual union. I had reentered the area from where I had
came out 34 yrs ago. I withdrew my lund a bit and pushed forward
again. Shenaz stayed still. I drew back completely out of her only to
thrust back again making her gasp. I started moving in rhythm in-out
out-in simultaneously kissing her on lips, neck, nose, eyes, breasts.
I could feel my mother, after being deprived of sex for more than 7
yrs due to death of my father , was enjoying sex. She was giving out
soft moans , sexy sighs, grunting groans. I saw other side of my
mother, a sexually starved women whom I never saw before. I felt
after all mothers are women too. They also have needs for their body.
They not only need food and clothes and money, but they also need man
to satiate their their sex appetite And in absence of husband, it is
duty of every son to fulfil it..
.
I was consume by uncontrollable passion. Our arms tightened around
each other, squeezing and pulling together as we kissed each other.
Holding tightly each other, we sought to become one.
"Make me a woman again," she cried , breaking kiss and thrusting
herself up "MAKE ME FORGET YOUuuuuuuuuuuR fa… fa.. FATHER...
FOREVER
She pushed me and made me sleep on my back on bed , for split second
My lund came out of her choot only to enter again this time as she
climbed on top of me and lowered her choot on my lund. She pressed
down until my lund was engulf in her choot. She lowered her mouth to
mine while she started to move up and down, slowly increasing her
tempo. Suddenly her tongue began to move frantically in my mouth. She
sat directly on lund, curved her body forward , her head bent
backward, both her hand covering hand which were pressing her boobs,
and gave a shrill scream piercing darkness of night.. I knew she had
climaxed.
I rolled on top of her to attacked my birth place with savagery of
primitive men. Now we were no longer mother and son. We were man and
women in need. My mother's body shook with each stroke. She
unabashedly screamed as I buried my lund against her womb and
proceeded to saturate her inner walls with my precum juices. She
grunted as I buried my lund into her choot all the way up to its hilt
After the wild ride we began to kiss tenderly while we lay on the bed,
joined by piece of meat which she has created.
After a short break, I slowly began to stroke my swollen piston into
her wet and fully open choot with deep and rythymic strokes. The
incestuous fires that had raged before, had been cool down and now I
was implanting my seeds back to their source, choot of my sexy mother
with tenderness. Slowly, lovingly, I stroked myself into her as she
accepted my me willingly and totally. She moan and took deep breath as
I slowly pull back half, and reentered her again slowly. Rooms was
filled with incest sexy smell of our love juices and soft sound of our
breaths.
Squishing sound made by my lund in wet choot mingled with uhhhh
aaahhhh from my mother with each thrust excited me to pump faster. I
continued to thrust harder and faster her wetter and slippery choot.
My mother wrapped her legs around me. She started to come , her grip
tightened over my body and she hung on to me as waves after waves of
orgasm shook her. She hold me like drowning men would hung to wood in
lonely ocean.
I could feel my lund swelling and I could hold back no more. I thrust
deep into her and the loads of my juice erupted with an sexcitement
I'd never felt before. My luv juice was rushing out to enter my mother
choot like water flowing in flooded river, Her choot was flowing
with my cum.. We both collapsed, I fell on her completely exhausted.
I rolled over on my back and we both lay in bed, breathing heavily,
unable to speak. With my lund in her hand and my hand in her choot we
lay still. Clock showed it was 3o clock.
We left for bombay next evening bus. I now fuck my Mother regularly
along with my wife.
Please send me more incest stories about indian mother son.