Mummy's Monthly

The usual disclaimers apply. This is a story intended for the pleasure of mature readers that enjoy material of this type. If sexual situations between family members bother you then please leave. You do your thing and I will do mine. If you are reading this, then I will assume that you know what you are looking for. If that is the case then you are at the right place.

I am adopting the nom de plume of my favorite author. Those of you that are from Karachi know who Vahi Vahanvi is. Please e-mail me at vahivahanvi@hotmail.com if you enjoy this story. If I get positive feedback, I would like to expand this story into a series of adventures for your enjoyment.

Mummy's Monthly

By Vahivahanvi

I was born in the fifties in Karachi. Since my teen years after my sexuality awakened, I have always had a desire to fuck my mother Benazir. I once came upon some pictures that were made by my Daddy ( I am assuming it was him since photography was his hobby) with her in various stages of undress and striking Hustler magazine type poses. When I came upon these pictures, I saw Mummy in a totally new light. Not just as a mother or a nurturer, but as an object of my hottest sexual desires. In any event, coming from a fairly conservative family, this was just a fantasy of mine. I knew or thought that fucking any other Pakistani girl or woman let alone my mother would be impossible. So I fantasized about her with her bras, panties, petticoats and various items of personal nature (monthly stuff) and masturbated about the hundreds of ways I would like to not only fuck her but gently make love to her too. She was (and still is) a beautiful woman who had a 'mature' look about her. A little on the hefty side with size 42C breasts (valuable information from her brassiere tag) with almost purple colored nipples and a wide child bearer's butt. I saw her in the nude a couple of times when she had just come out of her bath and was in the process of getting ready which gave me a mental picture of what she must look like in the nude for my fantasizing. She preferred sarees over shalwar kameezes for her dress. My life changed after I left home at 19 and came to Nebraska to study. I was in my freshman year and she decided to come and see me and visit other relatives in the US. I was living in an off campus apartment which did not have central air in it. There was only one window AC and that was in the living room. She came in the summer and there was an extremely long heat wave going on at the time. Since she was visiting, I was letting her sleep in the bedroom and I was using the hide a bed in the living room. However, without any AC in the bedroom and it being hotter than hell, we agreed that she and I would share the hide a bed in the living room.

At the time I still did not have any idea that what lay in store for me otherwise I would have been so excited that I would not have been able to go to sleep. She was 42 at the time and the ultimate image of a 'Mummy'. When we got ready for bed, I was wearing my usual shalwar and T-shirt. She was just wearing a blouse and her petticoat. I had seen her dressed like that many times before and had not paid much attention to it. Tonight as she walked in front of a lamp, I could see the silhouette of her panties under the white cotton of her petticoat. Something clicked inside my head at the time and it was a definite turn on for me. In any event the main light was turned off the night light turned on and we got into the bed. As the night progressed, the room got colder and colder. We snuggled up for warmth with each other and I woke up to find myself 'spooned' with her. She was laying on her right side with her back to me and I was also on my right with my chest right against her back. I also had a 'piss proud' hard on at the time. This was one of the most pleasurable feelings that I had ever had. I pretended to still be asleep and gently thrust my lund (still in my shalwar) in the general direction of her choot. I was surprised to feel an obstruction. Goddammit.... Just my luck she was on her period!!! . I could feel her pad inside her panty. By this time I was so horny that I did not give shit. I wanted relief and I wanted it now. This was not my mother sleeping next to me but a desirable sexual being. I gently started thrusting against her in a 'dry fuck' mode. To my shock and surprise, she started thrusting back. I then knew this was for real. I boldly took my left had and placed it on her left breast. She grabbed my hand lightly and wanted to take it off her breast. But I left it there and gently squeezed her breast. She started moaning and started saying 'Nahin, nahin, yeh nahi karo mere saath'. That instant I knew I was getting to turn my fantasy into reality. I said 'Mummy mujh ko sukoon chahiye'. "Kia aap ye mehsoos nahin kar sakti'????. She said 'laikin me to teri Ma hoon. Duniya kiya kahegi beta???? I responded back by saying 'Mummy, Duniya yahan nahin hai,, sirf me hoon aur aap.... Mummy please meri madad kejiye'. She countered back by saying 'Beta, Meri mahwari (period) chal rahi hai'. I returned back by saying 'To kiya hua???' Yeh to aur bhi achhhi baat hai'. She said ' Too itna ganda kab se ho gaya'. I responded back by taking her left hand and placing it on my raging cock. She sighed and squeezed it gently. I boldly started massaging her breasts. She said 'Ooof Allah ... yeh kitna barha gunah hai'. I let my hand do the talking and kept massaging her breast. I knew that this could not stop here, so I turned her over to face me and undid the three hooks of her blouse. Her breasts popped out in all their majesty. She was mine ....mine ... mine.... I put my head down and started suckling on her left breast. She sighed again and squeezed my lund a little bit more. I finally got the hint and undid my shalwar and she reached inside and started to squeeze it gently. Then she shocked me by saying 'Too eik hi ko kiyoon choos raha hai... os kay saathi ney kiya juram kiya'.. Being the good obedient son that I was I started suckling on her other breast too. My hand moved down to her crotch and started massaging her choot. It was great to 'feel her up' with her pad and panty. She said 'Meri mahvari me mujhe jins ki bohat talab hoti hai'. I said 'To kiya hua, mujhe is sey koi masla nahin hai Yeh to aur bhi achha hai'. She stared thrusting back to my hand's efforts. It was now time to move forward, I started undoing her petticoat and she grabbed my hand. "Yeh hum kiya kar rahe hain'. I said 'Mummy mujhe jo chahiye aap key pas hai or aap koo jo chahiye wo mere pass. Is me hum dono ka faida hai.' With that, I put my hand inside her panty and fingered her pad out of the way. She said 'Teher ja, main ney abhi tak apna ghusul nahin kiya' referring to her post period bath. I said, nahin mujh ko aap aisee he piyari dikh rahi hai. Ab main to tayyar hoon. Aap bhi ho jaiye. Her response was to turn onto her back. I got up and slipped out of my shalwar and pulled off her petticoat. She started removing her panty and I stopped her. I told her 'Nahin, yeh me karoonga' and I gently slipped off her panty. I took a quick peek inside the panty, in the dim light of the night light. I could see the fresh stain of her menses. Instead of turning me off, it turned me on even more that I was going to fuck her at her most feminine time. Also not having any protection, she would not get pregnant either. I got between her legs and aimed my lund at her choot. I picked up her ankles and put them on my shoulders for maximum access. She was so moist that I slid into her like a hot knife through butter. This was my first experience with sex and I was in heaven for teacher that I had. I just laid there for a few seconds soaking up the pleasure of being where I had emerged into this planet from. Then she gave me a gentle thrust and said. 'Ab chal, apni Mummy ko intizar mat kara'. That got me started and I started pounding into her. She countered back thrust for thrust and we fucked like a pair of jungle animals in heat. Being 19 and the time and hot as a pistol, I was fast approaching orgasm and having seen enough X-rated movies, I knew she was ready too. She started screaming at me 'Abhi nahin rokna... abhi nahin rokna' and started scratching my back with her fingernails. What a delightful pain. We both came together and I put my arms around her and squashed her massive breasts under my chest and poured my nectar into her. We were not mother and son but a pair of human beings who had just mutually satisfied each other. After a few minutes when we came up for air the gravity of what we had done struck us both. Things had changed forever between the two of us and we knew it. I stepped back off the bed and she reached over to pick up her panty. I said 'Nahin.... Maine utari hai or main hi is ko aap ki choot par charhaonga'. I looked at her pussy wistfully as I slid the panty with the pad up her legs. Both of us were apprehensive as to where this was going to lead us. Would we have sex again or would we forever live without giving each other the kind of pleasure that we had just given each other.

Tell me if you liked this fantasy and you want to read more about my escapades with Mummy.... If you like send me your fantasies I can put them into story form for you.