Raja stripped, cleaned himself up and put his night shorts on. Raja
laid in bed in the dark. He masturbated earnestly. Instead of any
girl or some Playmate, Raja was now openly fantasizing about his
mother. He came pumping more semen than he had thought was still
left in him. He fell in a sound sleep soon after. Raja slept
restlessly, tossing and turning. A kiss, then another kiss. He
opened his eyes and saw his mother peering out of the darkness. He
realized that his cock was hard and sticking out of his short pants.
He quickly put himself back in, hoping mother did not see. Although,
did it matter any more? "Raja, its time again." she said very shyly
for something that was exciting to both of them. He sat up and held
his head. "Uh! OK, Ma." he said groggily. He looked at bed clock and
saw it was 3:15am. She stood there a minute silently. "In my
bedroom, Raja." she finally said. He followed his mother into the
bedroom. The room was dark. She removed her Sari, Then her blouse
and petticoat. He could see the outline of his mother's nakedness.
Was she still wearing the panties? He smelled the earthy dairy smell
coming from her milk. She climbed up on the bed and Raja followed.
He went to his mother's breast and suckled. Efficiently, he drained
away the pressure and felt his mother's body start to relax against
him. He teased her nipple, biting it lightly while he continued to
nurse from his mother. Instinctively, his mother opened her legs
further and started moving her ass. He pushed himself up against his
mother's body. His cock slipped out again from his shorts and
pressed against the coolness of his mother's panty.

He was prepared to move but his mother showed no resistance. With
both hands he squeezed his mother's tit and engulfed the stream of
warm milk that shot into his mouth. They were both excited now as he
started dry-humping his mother. "Raja!" she blurted out loudly. But
she must have shouted his name of excitement rather than concern
that things were going too far because she made no move to stop him.
He drained his mother's tit and immediately went for the other one.
He clamped onto the nipple and drunk down the stream of milk. His
cock, having a life of its own, pressed at his mother's inner thigh
and tried to gain entrance to the dark mysteries underneath the
panties by snaking its way under the leg band. He pressed and
pressed but he couldn't get in! Emboldened by his mother's writhing
he very cautious reached down to the leg band where his cock was
probing. Slowly, he pulled at the elastic. He was prepared to
quickly withdraw his hand if his mother showed the least resistance,
but she continued squirming against him as if she didn't notice. He
pushed his cock into his mother's panty. The elastic pulled tight
against his cock, but it was not an unpleasant sensation. The tip of
his cock found the entrance to his mother's pussy. It was definitely
wet, and emanated a warm from within. He paused for a moment not
sure to really wanted to go through with this step. He bit at her
nipple while continuing to suck his mother's milk. He was so
confused, but he knew he had to do it. Raja pushed slightly, and
felt himself slid into his mother's pussy like butter. It was so
easy, and, yet, this was an act that would forever change his
relationship with his mother.

Everything they had done previously was innocent. She needed him to
suck her milk to relieve her discomfort. If they both derived
pleasure from it, there was no shame. They were still acting as
mother and son. Now with his single act they had crossed the line
from mother and son to lovers. They both paused for a minute. Now
fully aware of what had been done, and what could not be undone. His
mother, Sunita Devi then, reached behind him and grabbed his
buttocks. She pulled him to her, making him slid all the way inside
of her. The feeling was indescribable. It was like tight, wet and
warm velvet glove was lovingly grabbing his cock. "Oh, Raja. Oh, my
baby, my son." Mother's last breast was now almost drained. Raja and
his mother started slowly fucking while Raja continued to suckle the
last of her milk. He pushed his pelvis, and his cock slid
effortlessly the rest of the way into his mother's warmth, His
origin, and His source. It felt like heaven. He should have felt
dirty and perverted, but it felt so natural and wonderful to make
love with this beautiful woman who gave him birth. Tentatively he
pulled out slightly and pushed back. The friction sent fire into his
loins. He knew his mother felt the same because he felt her return
his thrusts by arching her hips. Was this fucking? In Raja's private
readings on the subject he had heard of many problems regarding sex.
He had thought it must be complicated, but nothing could seem as
natural to Raja than fucking his mother. "Raja" his mother moaned.
Raja knew that she was close. Raja lifted his body up a bit and
kissed his mother. That was not kissing of son to his mother but a
kissing of lover. He could feel her bare breasts pressing his chest.
Milk still leaking from them was soaking his shirt. His mother
returned his kiss, and soon his tongue snaked its way into her
mouth. Mother and son embraced and kissed deeply while their hips
banged together. Tension built in his loins, and Raja fought for
control against his own body. His mother pinched his buttocks tight
as she forcefully pulled him to her. "Ma!" he tried to shout in
warning. But it was too late. He came in a violent eruption,
ejaculated in waves into his mother's womb. "Oh, Raja" His mother
wrapped her legs around him, and pushed her hips back and forth
against him. "Raja" Her cry softening into a whimper. Raja could
feel his mother's body relax against him. He tried to climb off his
mother but she pulled him back to her. They were both silent. Raja
could feel his mother's heartbeat against him slowly climb back to
normal. Eventually, he rolled off his mother and lay next to her.
Both exhausted, they both fell asleep holding one another.

The next morning the sun woke Raja up. He was immediately
disoriented. He looked around and saw he was in his mother's room.
He looked over and saw his mother naked sleeping next to him. Panic
set in. What had he done? What should he do? Raja lay there next to
his mother staring at ceiling. He discovered that he too was naked,
he must have removed and kicked off the shorts during the night. He
felt his mother stirring. She opened her eyes groggily and also
looked disoriented. She met his eyes, and Raja looked away
guiltily. "Morning, Raja." she said in a flat voice. "Morning, Ma."
Raja muttered in reply. "Mother, I am sorry". She pressed her finger
to his lips. "Don't be sorry, Raja. I should have known it was going
to come to this. It just felt so good. And it's been too long for
me, son." She stroked his cheek tenderly. "It was good, Raja. Better
than I would have thought. But we can't let this happen again. It's
wrong. You've done so much for me, and now I feel I have taken
advantage of you." "Mother, you didn't" he started to stutter. She
cut him off. "Raja, let us never discuss this again, please?" she
said firmly. Raja nodded in agreement. "Now, Raja could you please
give me some privacy while I get dressed?" Raja got out of bed, and
quickly grabbing his shorts that were in crumbled ball next to his
mother's panties. When had she taken them off? Embarrassed, Raja
clutched the shorts to his groin, and quickly left his mother's
bedroom. He closed the door behind him and put on his shorts. His
mother, dressed in a blouse and petticoat, came to the kitchen table-
carrying baby. They ate breakfast together mostly silent. He tried
to busy himself reading the paper while his mother held the bottle
for baby while at the same time ate her breakfast. Raja looked at
the clock and got up. "Mother, I had better get ready for school
otherwise I shall be late." As he was almost out the door, his
mother said, "Raja, you're coming home at lunch time, right?" He
looked back at his mother puzzled. "You have to", she cupped his
breast, "you know." Raja didn't know what to say. "Ah, sure mother."
His mother gave him a sly look and in a whisper she added, "I shall
need you. But like yesterday, Raja not like last night." "Yeah
sure." Raja was so confused that he muttered a good-bye to his
mother and hurried out the door.

In school Raja was listless, and had trouble concentrating. He got
the results back on his exam and found gotten an "A". At least some
things in his life where going all right. Raja kept looking at his
watch nervously. Raja rushed out the door as soon as the noon bell
rang. He found himself speeding again, and had to make a conscious
effort to slow down. Raja was going home for his noon feeding? His
mother was in the bedroom sitting on the bed waiting for him. Her
sari blouse etc. was lying on floor. She was stark naked exposing
her breast and pussy to her son. As she saw him she lay on bed
inviting him. With his eyes Raja traced the outline of his mother's
smooth legs up to her soft blond fuzz of public hair. Then her flat
tummy with deep navel, then her big breast to her face. She looked
at Raja somewhat sheepishly and seductively at the same
time. "Surprised, Raja?" she looked at him. "Raja, I do not know if
what we did together was right or not, but I know I do not want it
to end." His mother sat up more on the bed, which caused her breasts
to juggle delightfully. "I have been thinking about all since this
morning, Raja. God helps me, but I know I don't want to stop what we
had done. I don't know if it's so wrong to be intimate with my own
son. It should be wrong, but it feels so good and not just the
physical kind of good." She looked at him with pleading eyes. Raja's
cock was throbbing so badly he was afraid he was going to come in
pants just standing there. Without saying a word he stripped in
front of his mother. He surprised himself by not feeling any
embarrassment. He threw his clothes on the floor and joined his
mother on the bed. He grabbed his mother's tit with both hands,
firmly and almost roughly, and his mother's milk poured into his
mouth, and he drank deeply. "Oh, Raja", she moaned as he relieved
the pressure from her breast. Raja heard himself making loud
slurping sounds as he hungrily sucked at his mother's breast. Raja
almost jumped out his skin as he felt his mother's cool hand at his
cock. She tenderly and expertly stroked it just like he would have
done it for himself.

He almost felt himself climaxing, but his mother backed away just in
time, leaving his cock quivering with excitement and frustration.
She guided him to the source of her warmth between her legs. His
cock slid into his mother pussy. She was hot and wet. "Oh! Maa." he
moaned with sheer pleasure. As he suckled he let his teeth scrap
lightly against his mother's nipple. She bucked her hips against
him, pushing him further into his mother's pussy. Raja reached under
his mother and felt his mother's rounded buttocks. "Come on, Raja
fuck me," his mother said in a strained whisper. He was a little
shocked and also not a little turned on by his mother's use of word.
Raja drove his hips into his mother as he bit gently into her
nipple. His mother returned his thrusts and soon their bodies were
moving in a heated rhythm by themselves. "Fuck your mother." she
moaned. Raja switched breasts and felt a fresh spray of warm milk in
his mouth. "Ma my Ma My lovely Ma." he heard himself moaning
involuntarily. Their hips bucked wildly against each other as mother
and son came together in a shuddering, cathartic orgasm. "God, that
was good, Raja." his mother smiled. "That was so good and I do not
feel guilty, do you?" Raja shook his head and couldn't help but
smile back. It was true. He did not feel guilty or ashamed. He
actually felt a genuine love and closeness to his mother that he
never had dreamt of. There was absolutely nothing wrong with making
love to this beautiful and lovely lady who gave him birth. "I love
you, Ma." He heard his voice crack as he hugged his mother
tightly. "I love you, too, Raja, my Son."

They embraced and he could actually feel himself stirring
again. "Oh! Raja, I wish we could do it once more, but you have got
to get back to school. "His cock was erect again. "I could tell I
was sick" "No, Raja, we can not let this part of us displace other
things in our life. Besides, we have got more time tonight." She
said playfully as she ran her hands through his hair. He looked down
at his mother without doleful eyes. "Tonight." she reminded him. In
school Raja was distracted. I actually fucked my mother, he though
with a mixture of excitement and shame. He realized that this was a
fulfillment of a sexual fantasy he had long suppressed. He didn't
know what this meant for him and mother but he knew he didn't want
it to end. Finally, the 3:00 bell rang and Raja quickly darted out
the door. Sunita Devi's bedroom was dark. For a moment Raja thought
she wasn't home and panicked. But when he peeked into his mother's
bedroom he saw that she was waiting for him. The soft light from
wall outlined his mother's nudity and she laid across the bed
smiling up at him. Mother and son fucked slowly in the night-light.
He started to learn how to sense responses in his mother's body and
pace him accordingly. Raja and his mother took their time exploring
each other bodies. They slowly built up their passion as they fucked
until they came together in a warm embrace. Later that night they
changed tactics and teased each other mercilessly as they fucked
each other hard, almost rough; and came together in a violent
orgasm. Throughout the night they took turns waking up one another
and fucking. In the morning they were exhausted and sweaty, and the
bed sheet was full of cum stains and milk.

Raja woke up groggily with a raging hard-on brushing against the
crack of his mother's bare ass. His mother, feeling him stirring
against her, awakened; and they proceeded to fuck in the morning
light. Raja and his mother could not keep their hands off one
another. They fucked every four hours during Raja's 'feedings', and
would often find time in between. They tried everything together;
and were constantly finding new ways to tease and excite each other.
She introduced him to oral sex; and Raja went wild as soon as his
mother took his cock into her mouth. Mother sucked him and teased
his cock with her tongue until he shot his load into her mouth in a
screaming orgasm. Raja also tried oral sex on his mother, which he
did not particularly enjoy himself but he did get off on how excited
his mother became as she locked her legs around his head and bucked
her hips wildly. Raja and his mother enjoyed when he massaged her
body with lotion. He would spend hours lovingly rubbing the creamy
lotion into her swollen breasts, rounded hips and buttocks. They
would always end up fucking during these massages. One time his
mother greased up his cock with the lotion, and got down on all
fours so he could fuck her ass. Raja had heard about anal sex and
always considered it somewhat perverted. But he was not prepared for
the pleasure of his mother's tight ass as he pushed his cock past
his mother's sphincter and deep into her rectum. He fucked slowly at
first because he was concerned about any pain he might be causing
his mother, but she encouraged him which caused him to start fucking
his mother's ass harder. He finally came in an intense orgasm in
which he pumped his mother's ass with his semen.

After that first time, anal sex became one of their favorites.
Sunita Devi enjoyed teasing her son, Raja. knowing his fascination
with her bra and panties, she would dress up in sexy bra and panties
around the house until Raja grabbed her and threw her on the bed.
Since his mother's breasts were now two cups sizes larger, her
cleavage would overfill many of her old bras, which of course
enhanced the effect for Raja. His mother would wear a transparent
sari and blouse which would clearly show off her sexy bra and
panties and do slow seductive acts in front of him. Some time she
would dress just blouse and petticoat without any undergarment,
which would reveal her pink nipple and dark bush between her thighs.
Or sometimes she would just wear sari without blouse and petticoat
but only bra and panties underneath anything to drive him wild. Not
unsurprising, breast play was a regular part of their sexual
repertoire. They would frequently fuck with Raja lying down and with
his mother sitting on him with her pendulous breasts hanging over
him. In this position they could conformably fuck while Raja sucked
his mother's swollen tits. He would usually end soaking in his
mother's milk as his mother rode him to a blissful orgasm. When Raja
and his mother discovered the delights of anal sex, they found they
could use the same position. Raja would stick his cock up his
mother's tight ass while he sucked milk from her breasts. She liked
the control that this position gave them as they butt fucked; and
Raja thought this gave him the best -or was it breast- of both
worlds.

One day after Raja and his mother were going at it hot and heavy on
the bed, his mother suggested something new. "Sure, Ma." Raja said
eagerly. He was always willing to try something new. She lay on her
side, which caused both of her heavy breasts to flop
together. "Raja, lay on your side facing me, and slide up a little,
son. "She took his engorged cock and inserted in between her
breasts. "Mmmm, I like this, Ma." he said as he reveled in the feel
of her smooth, warm breast flesh against his cock. "Now, just fuck
Ma's tits, son" she said. Raja needed no further instruction and
started fucking his mother's cleavage. This was true delight. Warm
milk started leaking from her nipples and run down his cock. "God,
Ma." He squeezed both of her breasts together tightly around his
cock. Milk started squirted in the air and on his abdomen. She was
squirming now. Raja knew his mother could orgasm just from heavy
breast play. With both hands he kneaded her breasts and fucked her
cleavage. Her breasts were heavy and full and possessed inner warmth
that radiated into his cock. His mother's breasts were slick with
her milk, which provided the needed lubrication as he fucked her
tits. Raja didn't survive this ecstasy for long because he soon came
to orgasm. Alarmed suddenly, he tried to move himself away from his
mother; but he discovered too late as he shoot wave after wave of
white cum into his mother's face. Raja sat up suddenly and looked at
his mother concerned. Big wads of his semen hung from his mother's
left cheek and chin. "Sorry, Ma!" "Don't be silly, Raja." She gave
him a smile that warmed his heart. "It's supposed to be good for the
skin." she said as she rubbed the mess into her face. She saw his
horrified reaction and smiled. "It's OK, Raja." she said
reassuringly.

Sunita Devi was washing dishes as Raja entered the kitchen. "Hi,
dear son." she said with turning around. Without saying a word he
reached around his mother and cupped her breasts through her blouse.
He reached into the front of his mother's blouse and slipped his
hand into the top of her brassiere, feeling the warmth of her bare
breast inside. "Mmmm. Let's go in the bedroom, Raja." "No. I've got
a better idea, Ma" With the other hand he lifted the back of his
mother's sari to her waist. He pinched his mother's nipple and felt
her warm milk drop down his fingers while he yanked down his
mother's panties over the swell of her ass. "Oooh, Raja", his mother
moaned. Raja took the plastic bottle of dishwashing detergent from
the counter and squirted a big glob of the green liquid onto his
palm. He unzipped himself and spread the glob onto his erect cock.
He transferred the remainder of the glob onto his index finger, and,
then, rubbed it into the crack of his mother's ass. His mother
squirmed. "Brrr, its cold, Raja." "I'll warm it up for you, Ma." His
finger found his mother's anus. He poked it into his mother's ass
and spread the glob with a circular motion. Used to anal play now,
she relaxed her sphincter and spread her legs at his
intrusion. "Raja, do it. Fuck your mother's ass." she said in
growing excitement. Raja placed his cock against his mother's
asshole. He pushed and slid with little resistance into her ass. He
kissed the back of her neck as he pushed into his mother's
butt. "Oh, Ma." he heard himself moan. He bit her earlobe lightly as
he started fucking her ass. "Mother fucker," she goaded. She knew
calling him a mother fucker always excited him. "You love it, Ma."
He was thrusting harder now. His mother was bucking her ass back
against him. He knew they were both close now. "Oh...oh...oh!" he
grunted as he came in his mother's ass. He felt his mother's body
tighten and relax under his embrace. They both collapsed to the cold
kitchen floor and held other tenderly.

Their lives changed forever by their new relationship. They were
still mother and son but so much more, They were lovers. The
intensity of their sexual relationship scared them at first. Raja
and his mother knew they had to control the flames of their passions
to keep it from consuming their lives. And when her husband, Raja's
father will return back at home. They still fucked like rabbits
around the clock; but his mother was always careful to make sure
that the all other matters of everyday life were still attended to.
Raja not only kept up at school but actually starting excelling.
Raja knew at the end of each day his mother would waiting for him
usually with some new sexual kink that would drive them to new
sexual heights as they fucked.


