Mohan and his Amma
(a fantasy by Arjun)

It was after midnight at the Nair house and everyone in the family was in bed for the night. Everyone, that is, except for Sushila and her son, Mohan. This was not the first night that the mother and son had stayed up after everyone else had gone to bed, and they both knew that it wouldn't be the last. For, Sushila had recently become her son's concubine. She had noticed her son showing interest in her and actively enouraged him until they finally got together when they were visiting Sushila's mother in their village. They could not hide their love affair for very long from other family members. When he came to know about it, Mohan's father Kuttan Nair did not mind his wife and son having an affair. After five children with Sushila, he was a bit tired of sex with her. Further, he had his own interest in his fourteen year-old daughter Mala. He now saw the opportunity to reveal his love for her and take her to his bed.

Everybody in the house knew about the affair between mother and son. Only outside the house, Sushila and Mohan behaved like mother and son. Inside the house, they were practically husband and wife. Mohan even wanted to call his mother by her name rather than amma. But Sushila insisted that he call her amma. When he called her amma when they are making love, Sushila felt a special thrill. Mohan sat in an overstuffed chair across from Sushila who sat on the couch. He studied his young mother as he had so many times recently, realizing all over again just how lucky he was to have such a gorgeous, sexy mother as his lover. Sushila was only thrity-one years old, having married when she was fifteen. She had biven birth to Mohan exactly eight months after her marriage. As her first baby, she had a special place for Mohan in her heart. Sushila smiled seductively at her son. Her hair was dark like night, tumbling down around her shoulders in gentle waves. She had bedroom eyes and her mouth was full and sensual. Her face was young and gorgeous but it was only the beginning of her rare beauty that made her son Mohan crazy about her. Sushila also had a body that wouldn't quit--long, slender legs, a narrow waist, and gigantic tits that stood straight out from her chest. Good looks ran in the Nair family for all the females were fair, big-titted and gorgeous. And all the males were tall, handsome, and ruggedly built with wide shoulders and muscular frames, even the youngest of the boys in the family.

"Let me get you some milk", Sushila said, suddenly rising and moving toward the kitchen. Mohan rose, too, following his sexy mother. His eyes fixed on the perky sway of her little ass, which strained tightly against the thin cotton sari she wore, each asscheek threatening to pop out from tight confines of the fabric. Mohan knew that his mother wasn't wearing any underskirt. Mohan had requested her not to wear it so that it is easy for him to lift his mother's sari and kiss her tasty womanhood nestling between her hot thighs. The kitchen door swung closed behind the son and mother and Sushila swung around to face Mohan. Her arms wound around his strong neck and she pulled herself snugly against him. The huge mounds of her tits rolled over his chest and her mouth covered his.

For long moments, the lovers tongue-kissed each other, embracing tightly and moaning with excitement. Mmmmm, Sushila sighed, easing back a little. I've been wanting to kiss you like that all night! Yeah, me too, amma, the boy muttered huskily. Then, her mouth was once more planted over his and her tongue darted into his mouth, twisting and turning and exciting him with lewd thrills that raced up and down his spine and made his big cock stiffen. His mother's blouse was no longer buttoned. It was now tied in a large knot beneath the bulging mounds of her tits. And, her eyes glittered with excitement as she watched her son take in the exciting curves of her partly exposed tits.

You're really sexy, you know that, amma? The sexiest mother I've ever seen! Mohan said, his voice filled with admiration. Thanks, son Dear, but you know, you're really something yourself! Sushila said, flashing him her warmest smile. Back in the living room, Sushila ran one of her hands up her son's thigh in a deliberate teasing motion as they sat side by side on the large couch. When her hand stopped, her fingers moved to the crotch of his lungi and rested on the growing hard-on there. Mohan moaned and reached out, pulling his mother against him. Their lips met again and their tongues flicked hotly against each other. Then he thrust deeply, driving toward the back of her throat. Sushila moaned around his taunting tongue, turning on even more.

As they continued to tongue-kiss passionately, Sushila rubbed her son's crotch greedily. The huge cock still concealed in his pants strained painfully against the fabric, trying to free itself as Sushila caressed it. While she continued to stroke her son's prick, Sushila's lips and tongue clamped down around his tongue. She held his tongue firmly and the boy realized that she wouldn't let go until she was good and ready. Then she sucked. Hard and fiercely, she tugged on his tongue, as if she wanted to pull it out at the root. Her own tongue whipped and twisted around his, while her rubbing hand increased the pressure of its strokes. Mohan's hands slid from Sushila's back, inching toward her bulging tits.

Mmmmm, the young mother moaned into her son's mouth as he rubbed and pinched her big tits. Suddenly Sushila's mouth released Mohan's tongue and her hand grasped his wrists. A glowing fire of lust burned deeply within her beautiful eyes as she gazed up at her handsome son. Just relax, kunju. I've got something special planned for you, she murmured huskily. The boy grinned and offered no objections as his mother eased him back on the sofa, her fingers working to unbutton his shirt. Pulling his shirt open to expose his chest, she leaned down and licked and sucked his chest-flesh. Then she loosened his lungi and pulled it down. Mohan was now completely naked and, watching him, his mother gasped with excitement. Her full, sensuous lips parted and she let her tongue slip out. Glistening wetly, the pink tongue-tip slowly moved over her lips, slickening them. Then, quickly, with an impatient groan, the young mother removed her sari and her blouse, revealing her lush nakedness to her son's hungry, devouring eyes. Mohan reached out and pulled his lovely mother to him once again. Her tongue stabbed into his mouth, locking with his tongue for a few ammaents before withdrawing. His tongue followed hers back into her mouth and she sucked on it just as she had done before.

She burrowed against her son, her heavy tits pressed excitingly over his broad chest. And her hands lovingly caressed the throbbing shaft of his cock that jutted out from his naked crotch. He palmed the underside of his mother's ripe tits with both of his hands. He squeezed and fondled them, moaning with excitement. His thumbs inched up the slopes of her gigantic tit-mounds and rubbed over the stiff buttons of her nips. She moaned with lust, finally releasing his tongue. Just lean back, kunju, and I'll do the rest, Sushila said, smiling up at her son, her hand still stroking the rigid length of his prick. He swallowed hard, watching her slide from the sofa and kneel between his widely spread legs. She paused there a few seconds, her face turned to his. The moist pinkness of her tongue danced behind her parted lips. Then her eyes rolled down to the huge rod of cock-meat throbbing upward toward her face. Tenderly, her finger moved along the pulsing length of his prick. As her fingertips reached the throbbing crown, they lightly teased over the sensitive surface.

Ohhh God, amma! What you're doin' to me? the boy said with a groan as hot lust-filled sensations shot through his loins. The horny mother gripped her son's rock-hard cock-rod at the base with one hand and pulled him forward a bit. Her head bent down, her lips parted, and her moist tongue flicked out and touched the pulsing head of the blood-engorged prick. Ohhh, yeses, amma, yess! Mohan groaned. His cock pulsed and jerked lewdly in his mother's gripping fist. Her eyes widened with excitement as she saw a pearly white drop of pre-cum ooze from the slit at the top of her son's cock. Her eyes moved back to his for a brief moment, just to make sure that he was watching her every movement. Then, her gaze returned to his prick. Again, she eased forward, her tongue sticking out toward the knobby head of his cock. The tip of her tongue touched his prick-head again, capturing the glistening drop of pre-cum, then curled back into her mouth. Mmmmm, good stuff, she purred while her son watched her in fascination. She savored the taste of the boy's cum, just as always.

For the third time her tongue licked out and this time it washed over the entire aching surface of the pulsing cock-head. She bathed it in the moist warmth of her saliva, soaking it with her mouth-juice. Oh, amma, you're great, the boy muttered, completely mesmerized by the big-titted blonde kneeling at his feet, her tongue lapping over the head of his hard cock. Her tongue slid down the swollen prick-shaft, then licked back up his length. And, once again, her tongue swirled over the aroused head of his cock. Now and then the teasing tip probed at the little cum-slit, as if she wanted to drill right into it. Her lips puckered. She leaned closer and tenderly kissed the throbbing cock-meat. God, amma, God! he moaned. His hips jerked forward uncontrollably as he felt his mother's hot breath flowing down his cock, arousing him even more- -if that were possible. Her mouth opened wide and wider still. Her lips moved downward, slipping over the head of his prick, then moving even lower. Her head stopped moving when a good half of the meaty cock-rod was inside her mouth.

As she continued to suck her son's prick, her tongue kept lashing around and around its thickness. As Sushila felt the huge prick jerking crazily inside her mouth, she knew that it was only a matter of seconds before he would come. As she continued to suck him off, Sushila cupped his balls and gently squeezed them, moaning with excitement when she felt them jerking slightly at her touch. Ummmmfffff, she moaned, the sound of her pleasure muffled by the meaty cock in her mouth. Ohhhh, yeah, baby, yeah! Keep it up! You're sucking me off soooo fuckin' good! Mohan groaned. Her lips formed a tight ring around his cock as she began to suck him even harder. And, at the same time, her merciless tongue licked his hot cock-meat over and over again. Her head moved up and down over the wet shining prick easing in and out of her mouth. Higher and higher her mouth rose, her cheeks hollowing deeply as she sucked at his prick with her mouth. And then she sucked her way back down, filling the boy with more fuck-lust and pleasure than he had thought was possible. Unnnhhhhh, he groaned.

Up and down, up and down, she ate him. She sucked and rode his swollen cock lustfully. In and out, in and out, she filled her face with her son's throbbing, thick cock-stick. And, over and over, she whipped her tongue around his prick, lashing against him, using her tongue as a whip. Gonna come! Mohan cried only seconds later. Sushila sucked even harder, turned on beyond belief by her son's words. As much as she loved sucking cock, this was the part she always loved the best--when she felt his creamy, hot cum gushing into her mouth. She could hardly wait! Suddenly, gallons of hot white cream jetted from the crown of his prick and splashed obscenely into his mother's sucking mouth. Yeaaaaah, commmiiinnnnggggg! Mohan cried, trying to keep his voice down so that he wouldn't awaken his family. But it was hard to think straight at a time like this. His entire body was screaming out with joy and relief as he dumped his load into his mother's mouth. The mother was still sucking him hard.

Ummmmfffff, Sushila moaned happily as she felt her son's thick cum sliding lewdly down her throat. She struggled to swallow each and every delicious drop of the boy's goo. His entire body shuddered with abandoned pleasure as he emptied himself into his mother's hungry mouth. His cock jerked and twitched, banging against the inner walls of the mother's mouth, which was still clamped hungrily about the long shaft. Sushila's nostrils flared as she sucked harder, taking every bit of cum he had to offer. Then her hand made a tight, squeezing fist and slid up and down the fatness of his cock a few times. She milked his prick, getting all the remaining hot cream. Then, all of a sudden Sushila came. Her wet pussy spasmed with excitement and her entire body trembled as a thunderous orgasm rocketed through her. Her pussy-hole jetted out thick streams of warm cunt-sauce that overflowed from between her bloated pussylips and trickled lewdly down her trembling thighs. The instant that her orgasm subsided, Sushila climbed up on the couch with her son. He moved his hands to her tits, squeezing her nips and rolling them between his fingers. Then, he bent his head and sucked one large, hard nipple into his mouth, biting it gently with his teeth. Ohhhh, yessss, Mohan! the mother groaned with excitement as she felt herself turning on all over again. Her cunt was slippery with pussy-juice and her clit grew hard again with hot fuck-lust. Her nips were so hard they felt as though they would burst as her son continued to suck and bite on them. Her already huge tits seemed to expand and grow even larger as he expertly sucked them. Her son was the best and the young mother could not wait for him to fuck her!

She reached out and ran her hands down the boy's hairy chest. She moved her fingers on down to his hard, flat belly, lovingly stroking his warm, naked flesh. Mohan turned his amma to him and pressed her body tightly against his. She felt his still-hard cock pressed wetly against her pussy and she moaned with excitement. That was another thing the sexy mother loved about making it with her darling son. No matter how many times he came, his cock rarely got soft. She wound her arms around his back and pulled him even closer to her as she raised her head for his hot tongue-kiss. Sushila felt hypnotized. She loved and admired her son's style. They both knew that they would soon be fucking wildly, yet he was taking his time with her and she savored every sexual move he made. She enjoyed quick, hot sex once in a while, too, but she usually preferred Mohan's slow, deliberate pace. Her son never failed to arouse her beyond belief.

They kissed over and over, their tongues touching and probing into each other's mouth. Mohan ran his hands through his mother's thick, lustrous hair, then cupped her tits again. While he massaged her bursting tits, his amma reached down and stroked his big cock, feeling it throb lewdly in her hands. Mohan shifted his position and pushed his mother down onto her back. He lay next to her and, propping his head up on his elbow, he traced designs on her tits and belly with his fingers. As usual, the young boy couldn't get enough of his mother's tits. They were the thing that had attracted him to her in the first place a long time ago. He had never seen such huge, firm tits, especially on such a young mother, and he was still as captivated by them as he had been the first day she had let him see them naked.

Mohan caressed Sushila's stiff, throbbing nipples, thinking about all the times he had blasted his jism all over her huge tits, burying her tit-flesh under his hot cum. Over and over he stroked the mother's massive tits, delighting in how round and firm they were. Her nips were huge, about the size of his thumb, and he bent forward again, sucking and stroking the rock-hard nubs with his tongue and lips. Ohhhh, yessssssss, his amma moaned. Oh, yesssss, Mohan! Suck my tits! Bite them! Your mouth feels so hot and good! Her cunt was drooling and she felt her clit twitching with excitement. Mohan's tongue set her tits on fire and they hardened and flushed even more under his expert touch. Sushila felt her entire body tense and stiffen with a hard, cunt-drooling jolt of pleasure as Mohan sucked and bit her tits over and over. You love it when I suck and play with your big tits, don't you, amma? the boy panted huskily. Ohhhh, yessss, I love it, Mohan! she cried, not ashamed to admit it.

Mohan gripped her hard nips between his thumbs and forefingers and squeezed them hard, twisting her throbbing tit-flesh. his amma clenched her teeth tightly together, stiffening with the thrills of pleasure that shot through her horny young body. Her nips felt crushed and she thrilled to the obscene sensation. She reached down, searching once again for Mohan's huge cock. It felt excitingly rock-hard to her lewd touch and she stroked his cock gently, from his hairy balls to the large, glistening cock-knob. The mother was rewarded by his erotic moans of pleasure. Mmmmm, yesssss, amma! Rub my cock! That feels great! Mohan groaned. Sushila's entire body felt flushed and hot. She spread her legs as wide as possible, continuing to stroke her son's huge cock-rod, hoping that he would ram her cunt with it soon. She honestly didn't know how much longer she could wait. Her little cunt gushed out gallons of hot pussy juice. It overflowed her pussy and splashed down her thighs and onto the surface of the sofa.

Mohan inhaled deeply, savoring the fragrance of his little mother's hot cunt-juice. He moved one hand down to her pussy, thrusting his fingers between her puffy cunt-lips. He continued to suck and nibble her gigantic tits. His fingers slipped wetly over her juicy pussy as her pussy-juice drenched his hand. Knowing that the young mother was so hot for his big cock made him hornier than he had ever been before. He felt his prick stiffening and growing in her hot hands. As she stroked his bursting prick, Sushila arched her back, jamming her huge tits into his sucking mouth. She moaned, feeling a hot thrill tearing through her lusting body. She wriggled her shoulders, rubbing her swollen hips against her son's teeth. Mohan bit gently into her huge nip, biting gradually harder and harder as she seemed to want more and more from his mouth. She moaned loudly and tossed her head back and forth in the heat of her passion. Her pussy was so wet now that Mohan's fingers kept slipping out of it. He knew that she was more than ready for his hard cock. But he somehow wanted this to be the hottest, most fulfilling fuck of her young life and he knew from experience that the longer he delayed it, the better his amma would enjoy it. Ohhhh, God, Mohan, his amma moaned, jerking her ass up off the couch and thrusting her pussy against his hand. Please fuck me now, Mohan! Her voice was hoarse with lust. She couldn't remember ever being this turned on before and she could barely stand it. I can't wait any longer, Mohan! You're driving me mad! Please fuck meeeee!

Mohan pulled his mouth away from her full, throbbing tits. He jabbed his tongue into her ear and she moaned with pleasure. Then he covered his mother's mouth with his own, thrusting his rigid tongue between her lips. His amma opened her mouth wide and pressed her tongue against his. She sucked loudly and wetly on his hot tongue, pressing her sensuous lips harder and harder against his mouth. Finally Mohan shifted his position and climbed on top of his beautiful mother's hot, willing body. He felt her huge tits pressed against his hairy chest and his cock grew even harder when he thought of the pleasure awaiting him. Ohhhh, yesssss, Mohan, do it! Fuck me! Sushila cried wildly. She felt his large cockhead pressing against her and she spread her legs even wider, as wide as she could, as she wriggled her hips impatiently. She just couldn't wait for his cock to ram its way up her hot, wet cunt. Yeah, I'm gonna fuck you all right, amma! Like you've never been fucked before! the boy yelled. Slowly and teasingly he fit his huge prick snugly into the wet slit of her tight cunt. Then, he gave a hard, deep thrust which sent his large prick-shaft shooting all the way into his mother's sucking pussy.

Yessssss! she hissed. Sushila thrust her ass high in the air and drove her tight, wet pussy-hole all the way down the full length of Mohan's throbbing cock. She ground her pelvic bone against her son's firm, muscular body, feeling his balls mashing against the lower part of her small cunt. The young mother had never been this hot before. As her son began to slowly grind his hips, moving his ass in lewd circles above her, Sushila began to pump her cunt up and down on his huge cock, clenching and unclenching her tight cunt-walls as tightly as she could around his thick, hard prick. Yeah, baby, yeah, that's it! Squeeze my prick with your little pussy! he groaned. Mohan could feel the mother's huge tits pressing against his muscular chest and it turned him on even more as he continued to pump his cock deeply into her hot, grasping pussy. He tried to slow his fucking movements because he still wanted to fuck her slowly so she would enjoy it all more. But his young mother wanted none of that. The way she was pumping her cunt up and down on his rigidly fucking cock-pole, he had no choice but to keep pace with her. After all, he told himself, he could hold back only so much.

Again and again, Mohan stabbed his prick into her cunt, matching the fucking rhythm of Sushila's grinding pussy. It was as though the mother were fucking--even raping--her son and he loved the lewd sensation. All riiiight, baby! Go! Go! Shake that little ass of yours! Mohan hollered. With a groan of lust, Sushila pulled Mohan's head down to her bursting tits and he sucked her tits again and again as his cock continued to pound its way in and out of her wildly humping pussy. Her ass shook under the impact of his prick. Her cunt-walls burned and tightened with the hot wet pleasure she felt from his driving prick. He was ramming it in and out, in and out, deeper and harder with each forceful thrust into her pussy-hole. Ohhhhh, Mohan, I'm commmmmiiinnngg! the mother suddenly squealed, grabbing her son tightly and pressing his hard body against her soft one. She moaned and tossed her young, teenaged body back and forth on the sofa, almost making her son's prick slip out of her coming cunt. But he held onto her, scooping his hands under her shaking ass and jerking her hips up toward his prick. He rammed her deeper and harder as she continued to come, clenching and unclenching her powerful cunt-muscles around his steel-hard, pleasure-giving cock-rod.

Ohhhhhhh, God, it feels soooooo fuckin' gooooood! she cried, thrusting her hips up even higher, shuddering violently, and gasping desperately for air as her climax smashed through her again and again. Ahhhhhh, Mohan, commmmiiinnngg! she moaned loud and long. Her hot body thrust and humped upward, driving higher and higher. Her tightly clenching cunt-walls sucked at the boy's cock, trying desperately to milk it of his hot, thick jizz. She pumped her ass off the sofa, feeling her gigantic tits shaking and bouncing with her every lewd move. Her cunt-walls spasmed and gushed out her hot pussy-juice, filling her cunt and trickling down her firm thighs and splashing onto the sofa between her legs. Oh, God, Mohan, fuck me, fuck meeeee! she yelled. It was the most exciting orgasm of her life, long, hard, and shudderingly powerful. She didn't know how her son could hold back his own cum, but she sensed that he was doing it for her sake, to make her orgasm all the better, and it was working. As always she silently thanked him for his thoughtfulness. The young mother's long, sharp fingernails clawed her son's shoulders and back as she came and came, grinding her pulsating clit up and down along the thick shaft of his hard prick. Mohan was about ready to come as he felt his mother's orgasm finally easing off. He realized that he had just given her the most exciting climax she had ever had and now he had to get his own rocks off.

He jammed his cock into her cunt, pumping her full of his thick, creamy cum. Burning jets of hot jism blasted into her pussy. She gasped aloud when she felt the hard, hot spurts of cum shooting into her from his cock-head. The creamy spunk burned deeply into her cunt-hole and on into her churning guts. Her cunt walls spasmed violently as her pussy sucked his cum from his jerking prick. She grunted hard as he pounded into her cunt, pumping her full of his hot cum. She slammed her legs flat against the couch, her body flattening under the lewd assault of her son's hammering prick. Ahhhh, yeses, Mohan, yessss! Fill me full of your cum! I love it! I can feel it! My little pussy's full of the stuff! More! I want more! she yelled happily, tears of pleasure streaming down her lovely face. As the last of his cum-load shot into Sushila's pussy, Mohan dropped his head to her tits and once more nipped her nipples with the edges of his sharp teeth. She jerked at the sudden pain but she loved it and both she and her son knew it. She held him tightly against her as he continued to thrust his cock deeply into her cunt. She felt completely filled with the boy's cum and she loved the lewd sensations. Ohhhh, such a good fuck, Mohan, his amma moaned delightedly.

You fucked me so good and hard! Keep on fucking me, Mohan! Don't stop now! And she came again and again, hard and violently as the boy kept on thrusting his still-hard prick in and out of her spasming cunt. His cock twitched and jerked deep in her pussy, which was now sopping wet with an obscene mixture of her pussy-juice and the boy's cum. Mohan's cock was still hard, even after shooting off all that cum. He continued to pump his prick in and out of the mother's drenched pussy, but slower and more gently now. He fucked her slowly, rubbing the length of his prick up and down over her clit, which was still hard and rigid. He could feel her clitty jerking against his cock-meat and he knew that he could make her come again if he wanted to--and he did want to. He continued to slowly pump his hard cock into Sushila's tight, little pussy-hole, rubbing her clit over and over until she came again. Commmmiiinnnnngg! Oh, God, Mohan, you made me come again! I can't stand it! It feels sooooo fuckin' good! Sushila wailed excitedly.

Shudders of violent pleasure washed over her as she grabbed his handsome face and kissed him passionately on the lips, finding his hot tongue with hers. Finally, her incestuous orgasm passed over her and she rested, feeling the warm cum oozing from her trembling pussy-lips, which still held her son's cock.

(to be contd..Mohan and his amma's love-life and the Kuttan Nair family-love saga)