1 My Son is my Husband 2 My Mother My Wife!

 

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1   My Son is my Husband

  2  My Mother My Wife!

My Son is my Husband

Hello! My name is Mrs. Suryakantam. I am from South India and I migrated to US two years back with my new husband Ramesh. We have a beautiful daughter Putri who is 19 months old this month. The reason for writing my story is tell you my little secret. My new husband Ramesh is infact my own son. He married me, his own mother, before bring me to US as his wife. How it all happened? Please read on!

I was married to Ramesh's dad Rao when I was 18. Ours is an arranged marriage and after one year, I gave birth to Ramesh. My husband insisted on having only one child eventhough I wanted more. So he got his operation done after Ramesh. Ramesh grew up like a good lad and became an engineer. Six years ago he came to US and settled here.

My story actually started about 2 years ago. I can never forget that day when my husband left me at the hospital. He had a stroke at home when he was getting ready for work and all hell got loose for me. It was the worst day of my life. We notified about his death to Ramesh and he came to India within two days. Our relatives picked Ramesh up from the airport and they all came to the native village where we brought Rao's body for his last rites. I saw Ramesh as he hurried towards me as soon as he got down from the car and I could not hold myself but to cry as I fell in his arms. The crying was unstoppable for both of us as everybody around us tried to console us. It was a sad emotional moment I will never forget.

Within few hours after Ramesh's arrival, he performed the last rites for his father. The atmosphere was very sad for the next two days as all our relatives turned up to console us. On the third day, we perofrm another rite where all the extended family will participate and finish the rite with a dinner for the family. After the dinner all of them left to their houses. We were staying at Rao's sister's place and they started organising our beds. Ramesh was told to sleep in the spare bedroom and Ramesh insisted that I sleep with him too. As I am his mother everybody agreed and they arranged a double bed for us. I actually thought Ramesh was probably scared but little did I know he had other plans.

Ramesh went to bed as me and my sis-in-law cleaned the dishes. After sometime my sis-in-law went to bed as I spent more time doing the chores as I could not sleep. After an hour or so, I finished my work and went into the bedroom. As I entered the bedroom, I saw Ramesh is still awake. I asked him and he said he could not sleep. As I came into the room Ramesh got up from the bed and locked the door. I thought he would go back to bed but instead he came towards me and hugged me. I felt very sorry for him as we both hugged each other. Then he pressed me against so hard I had to gasp for my breath. Then he whispered into my ear "Since Dad has left us mother, I am the man of the house.....I am the man for you too mother!"

He then took hold of my pallu (loose end of my saree) and pulled off my breasts. I was startled by his word and gesture and I started screaming. Ramesh then suddenly closed my mouth with one hand and held me close with the other and said "shshshshsh...shutup mother! We don't want to wake uncle and aunt do we?" I am still struggling my best to let go off him and scream. Then he said "If you wake them up mother and you tell them about this, I will have tell them about a little secret of yours with Venkat uncle"

I was blown away by that comment. My whole life flashed before me. The only thing all aways thought I got away with came back to haunt me. I always thought nobody knew about that except me and Venkat. But how does Ramesh know? I signalled Ramesh I wouldn't shout as he slowly loosed my mouth and to assure myself I asked him "what secret?"

He then said "The secret of those nights with uncle when dad was away, those days when dad was not around"

I denied them saying "I don't know what you are talking about"

Then he said "Don't lie mother! I have seen them"

"Who will believe you?"

"Everybody mother! I don't need to show evidence. One word and you will be a slut to everybody. They don't need evidence"

I couldn't say a word. Thats true. Everybody will believe Ramesh. Even if they don't believe they would still think there is something of that kind. I would loose my chastity status in the family.

Ramesh loosened my mouth and said "It would be better for you to shutup mother!"

I asked him "Then what do you want from me? Why are you doing this to me?"

Ramesh said "I want you mother! I want to be your lover! I want to be your man!"

"But you are my son! How do you expect me to..."

"Yes you can mother!" he said " See I am a man now and I can fuck you now...I can see you as a woman and so can you..."

He kissed my lips forcefully.

"You are a widow now and you have all your life ahead mother! Be my lover mother and I will take care of you!" he continued.

I said "But..." and then stopped. I knew Ramesh is not going to listen as he is already using me as a woman as he pressed his chest against my breasts and thrusting his groin to caress my womanhood.

I knew I cannot escape him. He was right too! I have to continue living... and Ramesh is the only one I have got in this world. What can I do if I reject him. I will loose my son and my life. I was caught in a web of love and lust.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked him accepting my defeat.

He said "Today is our first night mother! I want to fuck you like my bride mother!"

"How can you fuck your own..." I stopped as there is no point saying anymore.

"Like this mother!" he grabbed my lips with his and gave me a long kiss. I tried getting out at first but gave up and thought let me have it. Let him have his mother's body.

After that I just became a spectator as I obey every part of his sex act with me.

After the kiss he then disrobed me and started unhooking my blouse as he kissed my shoulders. He took off my blouse and then unhooked my bra as he kissed my visible flesh of my breast in the bra. As he took off my bra his eye litup seeing my naked breasts and he slowly moved to take one of my nipples into his mouth. He appeared exactly like the same child I fed years ago with that hunger look but this time his hunger is different. As he sucked on my one breast he started caressing the other one as I watched him fulfilling his lust.

After sometime, he then moved his left hand to reach the tied end of my pettycoat to untie it. As soon as the pettycoat string got loose, my heartbeat rose. I could not believe my own son is exposing my womanhood. I could not take it. So I held on to the pettycoat. Ramesh looked at me seriouly and then pulled my hands off the grip vigorously as I let go and my pettycoat slid quickly to the floor. Ramesh anxiously looked at my womanhood but got dissappointed when I had my panties on. He immediately knelt before me and with two hands holding wither end he tried to take it off. I twisted my legs and gave him hardtime before her finally managed take it off me. He even tore some part of my panty.

The first thing he did after he saw his mother womanhood is take a good smell of it. He then wasted no time to caress and kiss his mother's mound as for the first time I had a tinge of sexuality in my body as he kissed my pussylips. It was then I realised I was sweating even as the ceilingfan was running in full speed. I couldn't do anything else but to enjoy as he performed oral sex with his mother's vagina as I slowly parted my thighs to give him access to more of his birthplace.

I donot know how long he ate my pussy but I should say I was ashamed as I came after a very long time. My own son made me come.

After sometime, he took me to the bed made me lay on my back as he took off his sarong. He then placed himself between my thighs, took hold of his now very erect throbbing dick and slowly inserting into my vagina. But now I was in ecstacy and thouroughly enjoying every moment of it. He then inserted all his dick into my, his own mother's, cunt, stopped there and then kissed my lips. I really thought I was his bride and this is our first night!

He then slowly whispered to me "Now I am a motherfucker mother! You cannot tell me I can't anymore!"

I smiled at him as he started thrusting his cock in and out of my pussy. As I looked at him I could not believe this was the same kid that came out of my vagina 23 years ago. Now he is ramming it as if it is his own. I could feel his dick moving as my cunt muscle expanded and contracted for his every movement. It was as if my cunt is milking my son's dick inreturn for his breastfeeding.

The same cunt muscles that pushed out his body are now working out to accomodate his erect cock. Ramesh sould have planned all this before as he is enjoying every bit of it. My cunt though is also enjoying itself as it came again oozingout lots of juices. Then came the grunt of Ramesh as he climaxed and I felt a load of warm cum hitting my womb. I gasped as my own son's cum filled my vagina. Ramesh collapsed on me huffing and puffing as his dick in me twitched for every load it pour into my womb.

We were soaked it sweat but we could not move as we were very tired. Ramesh laid on me until we got some energy to move. By then his dick wilted and withdrew from his mother's now very wet cunt. Ramesh then lifted from me and rolled on to my side. He then gotup and switched on the light. I twitched my eyes of this sudden light but as I opened again I could see ramesh holding his limp dick and collecting all the juices.

He then came close to me and said "Mom! This is what I planned to do on the third day rite of my dad!" and then started licking the juices off his hand. He then said "I promised myself I will lick my mother's cunt juices off my dick on this day!"

"And I did it!" he added.

As much as I was shocked to hear those words I have confess I felt a little kinky too. My own son planned to fuck me on his father's third day rites and decided to lick my juices off his dick! How more perverted can a son be? The scheme is beyond my thoughts even for a slut like me. I probably would have got fucked after a month or so but never in five days after Rao's death. Until even an hour ago, I never thought I would be on bed like this with my cunt ravaged and full of our sex juices. And I never ever imagined my own son would do this to me. And to the least I never expected I would enjoy it that much specially when my lover is my own son.

My kinky senses tookover as I opened my thighs wide up to Ramesh and said "Theres more of those juices on your mother's cunt son! You can lick them too!"

I could see Ramesh felt happy about those words as he leant to lick my womanhood. I quickly said "You can but switch off the light son!"

He switched off the light and in a moment or so I felt my son parting my legs to wipe her mother off.

After a nice cleanoff section, we both dozed off to sleep in each others arms, NAKED!

Next day morning I was wokenup with noises from outside. I saw the clock and its six o'clock. Then suddenly I realised I am naked. I quickly got out of the bed and wore my clothes. I could not wear my panties as they were torn. I quickly put it in our bag and took out an another one and wore it. I felt a bit shy seeing Ramesh also naked on the bed. I quickly got him up and asked him to wear some clothes. After he wore some clothes he quickly grabbed by my midriff to hold my body close to him. I had to struggle to let him leave me as told him his aunt might see.

I walked outside to do my regular chores and help my sis-in-law. Half hour later Ramesh's uncle got up and then Ramesh got up. After our chores we all sat together to eat the breakfast. While eating the breakfast, Ramesh aunt asked if Ramesh got good sleep. Ramesh said he did but she interrupted him saying "But you mother must have got you awake all the time. We were hearing noises until late night"

I gasped my breath. Then Ramesh interrupted and said "Yes! mom was wakingup all the time. I had to 'console' her to make her sleep" looking and winking at me.

I thought "Oh! Sure!" It was the otherway round. He was the one enjoying his mother's cunt and body disrupting my sleep.

"You have to understand her Ramesh!" his uncle added "she lost her husband you know!"

Ramesh looked at me with his sarcastic face. That look said "yes uncle! She lost one but found another one last night!"

"Yeah! we were hearing her moans all the time!" aunt added.

I was really embaressed.

"Sorry if they disturbed you both!" Ramesh added.

"You have to take care off her pain Ramesh!" Uncle said.

"I did uncle!" Ramesh interrupted "I took care of her pain! Didn't I mom?" Ramesh asked looking at me.

I was embaressed as I said "yes you did! my lovely son!"

"Good to see you both getting better" aunt said "Mother and son love will cure!"

"We are more than mother and son now!" I thought to myself.

"Yes, I love my mother! I will take care of you!" Ramesh said making a licking gesture at me.

"Thats like a good son!" Aunt added.

I felt shy and embaressed at once.

That day I experienced my first days of my marriage with Ramesh's dad again! After our first night Rao was constantly onto me like a dog that tasted a juicy peice of meat and wanted more. But now it's Ramesh! His dad had an advantage though! He married me! He had license to fondle me. So I too was a bit open at that time. But now, Ramesh is my own son! He has no license to even ogle at his mother sexually little known to fondle her. He cannot commit incest in the public! But try telling that to a dog who had his mother's plumpy little pussy for dinner. He wants more and more often. But that not possible with all relatives around us. But that did not deter Ramesh. I became a peice of meat for him. He never missed an opportunity to molest me. I was terrified if anybody would see us.

Needless to say I was very relieved as the day ended. The day took a toll on me doing chores while I fended off Ramesh's molestations and trying to be sad all the time. I could not wait until we hit the bedroom. I had to confess I became a bitch in heat by night fall with all his gestures. We slipped quickly to bedroom as soon as we had our dinner. Aunt and Uncle might have wondered how we were itching to get to bed.

That night was like a night of passion too but we had to keep it low. Uncle never heard a word. He said we might have got pretty tired not sleeping all those nights.

The next morning my son's tongue in my cunt woke me up for a change. I let him have his 'breakfast' with me before gettingup as I thought Ramesh would slow down during the day. I was wrong though! He almost tried to rape me on his aunt's bed while I went there to clean the room. But fortunately he let me go as he heard his uncle calling him. I had time to quickly set my clothes before I resumed my cleaning.

An hour after Ramesh's uncle left for work, his aunt wanted to go to hospital. Suddenly my perverted mind took over saying private time. But as a gesture, I asked her if I need to accompany her. She said I am still in mourning state so I need some rest. But she said she will take Ramesh with her. I was dissappointed hearing it. When Ramesh came she asked Ramesh to accompany her but Ramesh said he promised someone else to help already. Ramesh left before her and aunt took her neighbour with her. I sat down to clean the rice of dirt pebbles in them.

Few minutes later Ramesh came back. I saw him and was about to ask him why he is back but stopped short seeing a garland of flowers in his hand. As he closed the main door and came towards me, I said "You lied to your aunt didn't you?"

He said "what can I do mother? Let go our opportunity to be together?" He then handed over the flowers to me saying "These are for you!"

I screamed "For me? Dont you remember I am a widow?"

"You are but my lover now" He calmed me.

"But what if anybody sees" I said.

"Nobody will see mother! Put them on and lets go to bedroom!" He tried to lift me up from floor with one hand holding my shoulder.

"No Ramesh!" I said "I am sleeping with you but that doesn't mean I am not mourning"

"But..." he said.

"No buts" I interrupted "You lay those flowers at god's photo...then I will come with you"

Ramesh dissappointedly went to pooja room and came back a little later saying "Now you are happy?"

I smiled at him getting up from the floor and went up to kiss him.

We both walked into the bedroom kissing and closed the door behind us.

Ramesh then wasted no time to undress his mother and took me to the bed. He then took off the clothes and then joined me. Well, you would guess the rest of it. Half an hour later we wer both huffing and puffing with Ramesh on top of me as usual. Finally my own son fucked me in broad daylight.

Half and hour later Ramesh wanted another round and he had it. His aunt arrived just ten minutes after we set everything right. It was good thing I didnot wear the garland as somebody saw Ramesh buying it and leaked it to her. So she was happy seeing them on god as I told Ramesh bought them for god!

Ramesh's gutsy gestures with me got bolder day by day and I was really waiting to get back to my home in the city. We had to wait for Rao's tenthday rites. By the tenthday rite of my husband, Ramesh made forgot I even lost a husband. My bed has been warm within a week of my husband's death and my cunt has been busy every night. Infact my cunt has been busy more than when my husband was around. My son has been fucking me every day for almost a week now.

We had a big ceremony for the tenthday with more than 100 people coming for it. I had to get very serious to show my sad face.

I wondered what Ramesh planned to do with his mother for the tenth day and he didnot tell me until the night before. Ramesh had planned two things for his dad's tenthday. One is to make me perform pooja of his dad while my pussy is wet with his semen and the second one fuck his mother atleast three times that night.

It was very funny the way he got the first one. To get me to pooja with a wet cunt, He has to fuck me inbetween my shower and my pooja start. Otherwise he cannot do it at any time. So he got me to change in the bedroom after my shower. So as soon as I came from shower, I had to call Ramesh in a bid to help me out. He then came and locked the bedroom door. I quickly took off my old saree as Ramesh yanked my pettycoat up and made me lean on the bed as he took me doggie style. It was interesting how quick he got his dick hard. I prettymuch cried in pain as he inserted his dick into my pussy as it was very dry. He then smeared his saliva on to the rest of the dick as I tried hard to generate some juices in my cunt. He waited no long as he started to thrust his cock into me as my pain slowly turned into lust. It took almost six minutes for him to come but to me it felt like ages as people were knocking on the door to get ready soon. Ramesh didnot let go off me for another two minutes as I quickly hurried to wear my saree. Ramesh quickly dressed back as I could not wear my panties before I was hurried to the room. I could not even dress properly. Glad it was a funeral!

While I was walking to the pooja room, I could feel my juices dribling down my thighs as I was afraid they will trikkle to my feet. I tried my best to get my pettycoat in contact with the juices as I entered and sat for my pooja. I could feel my pettycoat getting wet. It was a great feeling mixed with kinkyness and guilt when I sat started praying to my hubby. I had to confess to him in my heart but I managed to get some positive thoughts as said to him that it is his own son's semen thats in my vagina. I also told him that a part of him is still enjoying my cunt. I also asked him to pardon me for cheating him with Venkat.

That evening when everything finished, Ramesh showed me how tiresome a night can be with him in the bedroom. Ramesh fucked me four time before he found that my vagina and his dick were sore and red! We were exhausted by the time we slept.

As the tenth day rites were done, I stressed the I need to get back to my home. People wanted me to be with them a few more days as it was only two weeks since Rao died. But my worries are different and I need to leave that place before I get caught fucking with my son. Ramesh also supported my idea as it will give us more privacy. So finally after two days we managed to come back to our home in the city.

That night, I finally accepted Ramesh garland of flowers only to find them crumpled up and scattered all over our bed after our hot incestuous sex. I told Ramesh those scattered flowers resembled my present state of my life as my motherhood is being ravished by my dear own son.

But flower garlands never stopped coming, they never stopped Ramesh to adorn his widowed mother, and they never stopped them becoming a victim of Ramesh's incestuous escapades with his mother. They were always ravished along with me on our bed.

Another two weeks passed by while we performed monthly rite for my late husband as his son is treating me like his wife. It was not until then, Ramesh's and my relationship has grown to new hieghts than we imagined. For 23 years, I have been having no contraceptive sex and I realised Ramesh was not Venkat. When Venkat used to fuck me he used to wear a condom as we were only interested in sex. But Ramesh never bothered about it. All he wanted was to fuck his mother and he did it. And all my lustful unprotected sex wiped off my protection thoughts. Until Now!

But then it was too late! I was mensturating when Ramesh's dad died and his monthly service is 35 days after his death. So by then I was already a week late. The thought of me being that stupid sent my senses all over the place. So I had to turn to the only person I know! Ramesh! Ramesh calmed me down saying all the things I need to hear. But I sent him to get us a pregnancy test.

As he got it, I was in a hurry to test myself. The ten minutes we wited to check the test was like ten days to me. But as I checked, I was shivering and handed it over to Ramesh to do it for me. Ramesh saw the stick as I watched him glow of excitement but immediately changed his feelings. I knew the result but I asked him to be sure. He showed the stick with a clear blue line on it. I almost collapsed.

From then on until that evening Ramesh kept consoling me. It took me three hours to grasp the real truth: I am pregnant with my son's baby!

We cannot even go to our doctor! A widow who got pregnant within a month after her husband's death! Worst still the father is her own son! My whole life flashed before me! Everyone would know about this! They will start murmuring all kinds of things. They will say 'She was mourning in the morning but getting her cunt filled by her son in the evening!' or even 'As soon as her husband died, she got knockup buy her own son! Such a slut'

Then Ramesh suggested we should move elsewhere. He said he still got a month to go to go back to US and we should use that time to make arrangements to go with him. So we sold off the house and many unwanted belongings within a week and moved to Madras. Then one day Ramesh took me to restaurant and proposed to me. I was shocked and didnot accept it. We came home and talked. Ramesh said he loves me and he wants to be close to me. I told him, I will get old soon and he need a real young wife. He said I am carrying his child and she should be my wife. I said I might be carrying his child but I am still his mother! He said if he marries somebody and she doesn't like me, he will be doomed. I said even so he should marry someone. Then he said he cannot live with me and wants me all the time. No matter what he kept pressuring me. Finally I had to accept his proposal only on condition that he should marry me with some witnesses and get the marriage registered. I was sure that would not happen as they will find out I am his mother!

But then I was wrong! Ramesh got a purohit to set us an auspicious date and he hired some people to be our witnesses of our registered marriage. Finally on the 20th of August, the same day Rao married me, me and Ramesh registered our marriage. The authorities questioned us a bit seeing Ramesh's mother and his wife have the same name but I registered for the marriage with my maiden name. Still they were not happy and wanted more details. They did ask where is Ramesh's mother and he told them she didin't wanted to come. After a long bargaining and answering questions by Ramesh, finally Ramesh took those people to another room. I kept quite watching all the proceedings. After sometime, Ramesh came back and asked for 10000 rupees. I expected him to bribe them and gave the money from my handbag. He went back to the room and came back with smiling officials. Few minutes later they finally agreed to registered our marriage and give us the certificate.

I do not know if any mother son did it but for me, I felt I am the first mother who is about to be legally married my own son. Initially they asked me to perform marriage before the witnesses. As we exchanged our garlands in front of everybody, my body shook too see that money can make people clap as a son is wedding his mother and a mother is accepting her son to be her husband. Worst of all, I almost cried as my son took out the mangala sutra to tie it around his mother neck. I thought if a thing like that happen, it would happen in private. Here is my son whos is openly marrying his mother among witnesses. I felt guilt and I wanted to let them know in case they didnot know it. So I spilled "I am Ramesh's mother" with a shaken voice. Ramesh stopped and looked at me in surprise as I looked at him. Then one of them said "We know!" I was shocked hearing that as I turned to them. Somebody continued " We can marry you! And he will keep you happy in bed too!" Everybody laughed at that remark as Ramesh resumed to marry his mother. I was ashamed as I saw people around me blessing as my son tied his knot around my neck. A moment later I officially became Mrs. Ramesh. A son has become a husband to his mother, and a mother has become a wife of his own son.

It was very uneasy for me as they everybody clapped as Ramesh tied the last knot around my neck. After that one of the officials said "Now you can the register Mr. and Mrs. Ramesh." I was shocked to here me being addressed Mrs. Ramesh. I used to be Ramesh's mother but now I bacame a wife to him in the community of strangers. I was in a mixed mood and didn't know what to feel of the incident. As everything is unfolede before me, they all signed the wedding registry as witnesses to a marriage between a mother and her son. They then wished us good luck as they got a payment from Ramesh and went away. We collected our certificate and left them.

I got married again at my age of 42 to my own son on the same day I got married to his father. I was a bride to his father and I am now a bride to his son, our son! I fulfilled his father's lust and gave him Ramesh and now I am starting my life to fulfil my son's lust as his wife. As we got into the car, Ramesh held my hand and said "I am for the first time holding your hand as your husband mother!" That remark sent shivers to my spine as my own part of my body which took shape in me is now holding my hand as a husband.

I wanted to say he will always be my son but for his satisfaction I said "Yes, my beloved husband!"

As we were driving home, my thought were taking me into my changed world. I used to Ramesh's mother until now but now I am also his lawfully wedded wife. I used to carry Ramesh in my womb and now I am carrying his baby in my womb. I used to suckle him with my breast when he is hungry and now he will suckle the same breast as a husband. I used to be the wife of his father when he was born and now he is fathering his baby in me.

Within two months of my husband's death my whole life changed. My own son had made me his slut while we were performing our last rites. He then got me pregnant with his baby, and now he finally married me. Now he has two relationships with me. One as a son whom I gave birth and raised him to be a man and another as a husband whom I married among a lot of witnesses. I kept thinking but came to this world as we reached our flat.

That evening Ramesh took me to an exotic dinner and we went back home with lots of flowers. Ramesh prepared our first night bed as I prepared myself. He scattered all the flowers on the bed and hung some around the room while I wore a silk saree and a big bindi on my forehead. He then took me to the bed and closed the door. It was time for Ramesh to fuck his mother as his wedding bride. An hour later none of the embellishments looked the same as Ramesh got up from me. My saree, blouse and pettycoat were lying on the floor along with Ramesh's sarong. On the bed, I was lying naked and exhausted. My cunt is dribbling with Ramesh's fresh semen combined with my juices. My breasts were spreadout one to each side showing the signs of being caressed and molested. My bindi is not round anymore and ashamed displayed the signs of the woman being enjoyed. The whole room is filled with combination of flower scents and our sex juices.

A moment later Ramesh came back with a camera. I was shamed but he made me pose. So he took the photoes of me looking like a bride that has been deflowered after marriage. But he said he will cherish them as pictures of his mother after her firstnight as his wife.

A week after our marriage, I completely forgot I am married to my son. It was like a second marriage to me after my husband's death. Ramesh treats me as his wife and I treat him as my husband. Sometimes my motherly instincts takeover but quickly I am brought back to my wife status with a fresh molestation of his mother.

Six weeks after our marriage, Ramesh finally managed to get a visa for me. Ramesh had to extend his leave by another three weeks. We went back to our village to bid everyone goodbye. I had to takeoff my sutras and bindi to visit them. I was over twelve weeks pregnant so my tummy wasn't that big. As its common to have big tummies for mature women nobody suspected anything. A week after that we came to US.

I came to US as Ramesh's wife. We still behave like mother and son among the people who knew us before. But with strangers, we do say we are husband and wife. It would have been puzzling though about the baby for the people who think we are only mother and son. Possibly they might have expected some incest thing going on between us. We didnot bother. Nineteen months ago, I gave birth to our baby daughter. She totally resembled me. Perhaps my genes in Ramesh are predominant than my previous husband's. In any case I gave birth to my own grand-daughter. So she is my daughter and grand daughter. Ramesh though, hasn't decided what he would like to be to his daughter. So I trained her to say both Daddy and Brother. She probably thinks they both mean the same! She will have to grow a bit to know her brother is infact her father and her mother is infact her grand-mother!

Meanwhile, she constantly witnesses her brother bonking her mother everynight. Infact, her brother has got her mother pregnant again.!

the end

My Mother My Wife!

I was born as the only child to my parents when my mother was barely sixteen

years old and my father was 27 years old then. He used to work in a hazardous

chemical factory in shifts. As the earnings were not good enough we lived in a

small studio apartment which is called one room kitchen, where you have a

living room a kitchen and a toilet no bedroom.

As my mother Sujata had married my father when she was only fifteen and the

next year I was born so she had to discontinue her studies to look after me. But

she was determined to study further so after 3 years she got admission to a

collage and completed her degree in three years. I was also studious as her and

always tried hard to excel in school. My mother did a great job to educate me at

home I remember she often used to sit with me for hours and make me recite

poems, math tables, spellings etc. Her continuous monitoring always angered

me. But all this paid off when I got admission to an egineering collage. I

selected mechanical egineering as in those days computers were unheard of

otherwise I would have preferred computer science.

Now let me tell you something at my home. As I have mentioned we lived in a

studio apartment there was hardly any privacy for my parents. Till I was 7‐8

years old we all slept in the living room. I had a different bed which was placed

perpendicular at a distance from my parentʹs bed. As I grew older my parents

started sleeping in the kitchen. In the night my mother would place a mattress

in the kitchen where they both slept. This would happen when my father was

doing a day shift. I remember all this changed when I was about sixteen or

seventeen. I noticed my parents never slept together even if my father was

having a holiday. I wondered what the matter was. I was scared that my

parents would divorce. I even suspected that my father would be taking

another woman. Fortunately nothing that sort of happened. Meanwhile my

mother took up a job as a school teacher and soon became popular in the school.

But things were not going smoothly at home as I noticed my father used to

come home with a very pale face every passing day he appeared more tired.

Once I asked him to get himself examined but he ignored. One day the

inevitable happened we got a phone call at around midnight that my father has

lost consciousness and is hospitalized. My mother started crying I was also in

tears and did not know what to do. My mother hugged me and I tried to

comfort her but she would not stop crying. There was no transport available at

midnight. So early next morning we went to see him. He was all but a pale

shadow of himself as we knew him. We both hugged my father, we knew there

was something wrong with him but what it was we were about to be told.

A young doctor examined my father and read the blood reports etc and called

me outside the room while my mother was by my father. ʺLook here, at this

report. This says your fatherʹs body is poisoned by continuous exposure to the

hazardous chemicals.ʺ I was terrified to know that.

ʺWe could have done something if you had come earlier but itʹs too late now the

damage to his internal organs and nervous system is irreversible only some

miracle can save him now.ʺ This was a shock for me. I could hardly stand on

my feet.

ʺAt the most you can ask for compensation from the employer and I promise I

will make a very strong report in your favour.ʺ

At that moment I felt somebody has taken life out of my limbs but I gathered

myself and went smiling into the room to see my father.

ʺWhat did the doctor say?ʺ asked my father.

ʺThere is some problem with your blood reports but you should be alright.ʺ

My father somehow knew he was not going home so he asked me to come near

him and said ʺLook Mohan I know my time has come. I can feel it I can see the

death coming. But I am not worried about it. I am worried about you and your

mother.ʺ Tears rolled down my cheeks. My mother was also sobbing.

ʺI want two promises from you.ʺ

ʺTell me father what you want me to do?ʺ I asked.

ʺComplete your collage and do not get distracted by my death.ʺ

ʺWhatʹs the other one?ʺ I asked.

ʺI want you to look after your mother and donʹt you ever leave her alone.ʺ

ʺI would have done that even if you did not ask me,ʺ I ansured him.

For the next few days he was in the hospital. He died a very painful death. We

were devastated. My mother was shocked as we never expected this to happen

in such a young age. After the mourning period was over I took my mother to a

lawyer and filed a case for compensation. Next day two top officials from the

company came to our home for asking us to negotiate an out of court

settlement. My mother was in no mood to talk so I had to talk with them. I told

them that I will inform you after discussing with our lawyer to which they

agreed. The next day I went to my lawyer but he had gone in an emergency to

his native place to see his father and was expected back only after one month.

So I decided to negotiate with the company on my own. I negotiated a very

good amount from the company and dropped the case. Suddenly I found

myself in charge of the situation. My mother was also proud of me for I kept my

cool and acted like a man in charge a real man at the age of just eighteen.

For the next four years I did not let myself distract by anything and went about

my business as usual and completed my collage and took up a job in an

egineering company in a town nearby. I asked my mother to move with me

but she refused to give up her job and move with me. Again as I was the man of

the house I convinced her that she can get a job in that town too. She reluctantly

agreed, we sold the apartment and I bought a brand new independent house

Ground+ 1 from the money we received after selling the apartment and partly

from the money we received as compensation. I also bought a used car for us.

My mother was more than happy when we moved in the house as she always

dreamt of a bungalow of her own. This was a dream come true for her. But

quickly her happiness vanished from her face as she went into her shell again.

She started to think about my father again and became depressed. This was

worrying for me as she had resigned from her job on my insistence and she had

nothing to do at home but think about the past. I considered this as my

responsibility to take her out of this.

In those days I never stayed late in the office as to be with her as early as

possible. She had also started wearing white saris meant for widows. I could

not take this anymore as this was something self‐inflicted. She was doing fine

but just because she had nothing to do at home she had gone back into her sell.

ʺEmpty mind is a devilʹs workshop.ʺ

She was so beautiful and her self inflicted grief was not doing any good to her. I

sometimes used to get turned on with slightest glimpse of her cleavage but then

I used to feel guilty of having such a feeling in my mind. I was now 23 years old

and I had never been with any girl or a woman before. Forget being with any

woman I was not even very comfortable talking to them. All these years I

dedicated myself to collage and studies and now I was putting my whole effort

to earn a living for me and my mother. I was not getting any satisfaction by

relieving myself with my own help. I needed a woman desperately. But who

could be this woman? The only woman who I knew and was comfortable with

was my own mom. Lately I had started fantasizing about having sex with my

own mom. Initially I used to feel guilty about it but I could not help it.

But now the priority was different. She needed my help and support. I decided

to take her out of this self inflicted grief. One friday I came early.

ʺLook ma what I have brought for you.ʺ

ʺWhat is it? Any new vegetable?ʺ without even coming out of kitchen she fired

those two shots.

ʺCʹmon ma, just come out and see.ʺ

ʺWait a minute let me cook this first.ʺ

ʺThatʹs enough.ʺ

I went into the kitchen put off the gas, hold her left arm with my left hand and

put my right arm around her waist and dragged her out of the kitchen into the

living room.

ʺWhat are you doing son?ʺ

ʺEven your father has never dragged me like this.ʺ

ʺMa I am the man of the house now and you must stop grieving now it is

enough.ʺ

ʺLook ma this is a new sari for you and I know you already have a matching

blouse for this. So please wear this and get ready we have to go for a movie.ʺ

ʺNo son I donʹt. I donʹt want to see any movie.ʺ

ʺOK Then.ʺ

I was pissed off. I quickly went up stair in my room I sat there for a while. I was

not sure what to do so I picked up my car key and went out slamming the main

door of the house so that my mother could hear it. As I drove out I could see my

mother come running towards the main gate but I did not stop. I went to a bar I

had 2 shots and was about to leave just then two of my old classmate entered

the bar I again went back with them and then I donʹt know how much I drank

but I know that I could no longer walk or speak properly. That day one of my

friend took me to my home in his car while the other drove my car to my home.

As they helped me towards the door I saw my mother waiting for me (I could

barely remember this). The friends were too embarrassed to talk, they just

vanished. The next day when I woke up I was shocked to see myself in my

motherʹs bedroom. My mother was standing beside me crying. I quickly

understood what had happened as I had some faint memories of the events

after my friends left. I remembered how my mother struggled to bring me to the

bedroom and no sooner did she put me in bed I had passed off. . My mother

helped me into her bedroom as it was not possible for her to carry me upstairs.

ʺLook ma, I am very sorry for what has happened but this is all because of you.

Had you come with me yesterday this would not have happened.ʺ

ʺJust shut up. You are grown up, now you should know what is right and what

is wrong.ʺ

ʺBut ma..ʺ

ʺItʹs all my fault, I am a failed mother.ʺ

ʺCʹmon ma whatʹs the big deal? I have never come drunk like this before, forget

it, itʹs just one off incidence.ʺ

ʺMohan who I am supposed to look at if something happens to you?ʺ

ʺI have already lost your father and if something happens to you?ʺ and she

started crying.

I got up from the bed and hugged her, she kept her head against my chest and I

drew her closer holding her back with one hand and the waist with the other. I

caressed her back and moved my fingers through her dark hair.

ʺI wonʹt do it again ma.ʺ

ʺI know it my dear you wonʹt do it again.ʺ

ʺMa I just want you to be happy.ʺ

We hugged for quite a long time and then finally she kissed me on my forehead

and I loosened my grip on her. We felt much better now.

The day passed without any incidence, ma had cooked chicken biryani and

raita my favourite dishes. After the lunch I just slept on the couch watching TV.

ʺGet up Mohan get up itʹs evening.ʺ

I woke up rubbing my eyes and I could not believe my eyes. There she was. My

mother was wearing the new sari which I had bought for her yesterday with a

low cut matching blouse. I cloud clearly see her cleavage through it. She was

also wearing a black colour bra inside her blouse which was making her look

sexy. She was also wearing flowers in her hair. She had made a very beautiful

hair style. She also had applied some light makeup and a mild perfume whose

aroma was just irresistible. Although I was 23 years old, my mom was just 39

years old as she was just 16 when I was borne. She is 5ʹ4ʺ tall and has a great

structure. She had an absolutely flat belly but her breasts were quite big

compared to her not so skinny looks. Her bottom was also quite curvy but

without any extra flab.

ʺThatʹs great ma, you look absolutely fantastic. Are you going out somewhere?ʺ

ʺYes.ʺ

ʺWhere?ʺ lying on the couch I asked.

ʺListen Mohan, I must accept that I was wrong.ʺ

ʺWhat wrong?ʺ I asked.

ʺYour father is dead long back.ʺ

ʺSo?ʺ I asked.

ʺI loved him but I should not grieve for him forever, he is not going to come

back.ʺ

ʺYes ma, thatʹs the reality.ʺ I said.

ʺIf I keep doing that I may lose you too to the alcohol.ʺ

ʺMa I am not an alcoholic.ʺ

ʺI know and I donʹt want you to become one, so now get up and get ready we

will go the movie that you were telling yesterday.ʺ

ʺOk just wait for a few minutes I will be ready.ʺ

As I rushed up stairs to my bathroom I was thinking how beautiful mom was

and I wondered I never noticed it before. I quickly shaved, took a shower and

put on my favourite t‐shirt and jeans and I was ready to go.

ʺMy god you look so handsome honey.ʺ

ʺOh really?ʺ I asked.

ʺYes dear, you look more handsome than your father when he was young.ʺ And

she went into a trance as she thought about my father.

ʺCome on ma. Not again.ʺ

ʺOh sorry dear I just..ʺ

Then she came closer to me smiling and that smile had an unusual effect on me.

First time in my life I saw a ray of hope of getting intimate with her. I felt blood

rushing from my groins towards my dick as it started to swell. I kept my face as

normal as possible so as not to let her know about my condition. She put her

right arm in my left arm, her breast was now touching my right arm and as she

came closer to me I could feel the softness of her bust. I was in a very bad

condition as my dick was growing harder and was trying to get up inside my

underpants and it has hurting me. My mind was racing with thoughts about the

ways to get closer to her.

ʺOk shall we go now?ʺ she asked.

ʺYes letʹs go.ʺ

With some difficulty I walked towards our car as she had still her arm in my

arm with her breast rubbing against it more as we walked. I opened the door for

her then I took up my seat and while sitting I took the chance to adjust my dick,

I was feeling much relieved now.

ʺMa I will take you to some shopping then we will go to a restaurant and then

to the movie.ʺ

ʺIt will be late.ʺ

ʺTomorrow is Sunday itʹs no problem.ʺ

ʺOk then lets go.ʺ She said.

I took her to a big department store. In those days we did not have any

shopping malls. I insisted her to buy some new saris and I also asked her to buy

a ʺchudidharʺ ( A kind of North Indian dress) dress. My mother was a modest

person.

ʺI have never used such a dress in my life.ʺ

ʺIt doesnʹt matter ma. I want you not to dwell on the past you must look

forward to the future now.ʺ

I wondered how my mom would look in that dress. After having dinner in a

restaurant we went to the movie which was a slow love story not very

entertaining but it was good. We then headed back to our home. It was almost

1.00am when we reached our home.

ʺIt was a wonderful evening honey I am so happy today.ʺ

ʺThatʹs what I want ma I want you to be always happy.ʺ

She came closer to me as I closed the door. She came directly toward me and

gave me a small hug and started to move away. My mom had never hugged me

after I was may be 9 or 10 years old, so I did not want it to end so quick I put

my arms around her back and pulled her closer. My dick sprang into action as I

felt blood rushing into it.

ʺI had a very good time today after a long time.ʺ she said.

Then looking lovingly into my eyes she came closer to me putting her arms

around my neck and resting her breasts against my chest. This put an extra

pressure on my already hard dick. Her beautiful soft breasts pressing against

my chest were driving me crazy, the scent of her body was overwhelming and it

was just impossible to remove my eyes from her beautiful dark black eyes. She

then slowly raised her chin and pulled my head grasping my hairs towards her

and kissed my both cheeks and then she started to move away. I did not want

to waste this opportunity so I did not release her instead I pulled her towards

me and slowly kissed her on one cheek. To my surprise she seemed to enjoy

this.

ʺYou know Mohan you have kissed me after so many years I donʹt recollect

when you last did that may be you were 8 or 9.ʺ

ʺWell then here is one more ma and there will be many more from now.ʺ

I again pulled her towards me this time putting both my hands just below her

waist and above her bottom and kissed her on the other cheek. She seemed to

enjoy this one too.

ʺI love you ma and I want you to be happy all the time.ʺ

ʺOh dear I love you too, I should have listen to you yesterday.ʺ

ʺNow thatʹs history ma.ʺ

ʺI would look forward to more such weekends Mohan.ʺ

ʺAs you wish ma, may be next Saturday morning we will go for a boat ride.ʺ

ʺThatʹs a great idea,ʺ She said.

She was still in my arms, her breast resting against my chest and our face close

to each other. I could feel her breath I could feel her heart beats and here scent

was driving me mad. I wished this to long as long as it can. But she interrupted

that moment.

ʺOk dear now I go to sleep it is already too late.ʺ I did not want it to end like

this but she put an end to it.

ʺOk ma good night,ʺ but I did not want to say that.

I went upstairs to my bedroom. My dick was hard and paining it needed a

relief. I went to the bathroom and relieved myself all the time fantasizing about

making love with my mom. I then went into my bedroom and slept thinking

about my next move to bed my mom!

The next day was a wonderful day as the whole day we talked about many

things. She told me lot of funny things about me when I was a baby, some of

them she had told me a lot of times before but it was wonderful listening to

them again. She also told me for the first time about her collage days about her

girlfriends and many other things. We were talking like friends. I was also

relieved now that at least I was able to pull her out of her shell, but now I was

lusting for her!

That week was great and I never missed a chance to get closer to her. Everyday

before going to office and after coming from office I would kiss her (cheeks). It

appeared to me that she had accepted me as the man of the house because I

noticed that she would apply some light makeup some flowers in her hair and

get ready to welcome me in the evening as if a wife welcoming her husband.

I remember on the Friday that week my mom was in the kitchen preparing our

dinner. We were supposed to go for a boat ride the next morning, so we

decided not to go out that night. I was restless and horny. The thoughts of

making love with my mom had driven me crazy throughout the week and this

was the weekend and I made up my mind to make my move tat day. I moved

into the kitchen went behind my mom and gently put my arms around her belly

and trying to remain as normal as possible asked her.

ʺWhat are you doing mom? I am hungry.ʺ

ʺI am almost finished with everything else but this one. This is a sweet dish for

you and it is almost done just wait for a minute I will arrange everything on the

table.ʺ

ʺMa you are so sweet why make a sweet dish?ʺ

ʺWhat do you mean?ʺ

I switched off the gas and turned her around, pulled her towards me and as her

breasts rest against me I raised her chin and slowly placed my lips over her lips

and kissed her gently.

ʺMohan what are you doing?ʺ

She complained but she did not try to move out of my arms. I knew this was the

sign of acceptance. I had never made love with any girl/woman before. But I

knew that she was ready for surrender!

ʺI love you ma.ʺ

This time I drew her closer holding her tight against me I felt her breath

increase as she closed her eyes put her arms around me and started rubbing her

cheek with mine. I felt her warm breath on my ear.

ʺOh Mohan donʹt do this, its immoral we are mother and son,ʺ but she seemed

to enjoy it.

ʺI love you ma and I donʹt care if it is immoral.ʺ

ʺMohan please leave me,ʺ she resisted.

But I did no leave her as I was already turned on. I pulled her closer slowly

moving my hands on her back and waist and after some time I felt her

resistance die down. She was also now feeling the heat may be after remaining

abstained from sex for so long.

ʺOh Mohan hold me like that its feeling so good.ʺ

We were melting into each others arms and my dick was hard like a rock , I was

almost out of breath, my heart was about to burst I felt blood rushing from

every part of my body towards my dick and it was growing harder and harder.

ʺOh ma you are so beautiful.ʺ

I kissed her lips again. She opened her eyes

ʺNot like this son.ʺ

She then placed her lips on mine and slowly slipped her tongue inside my

mouth. This sent a sudden shock wave inside my body I had never experienced

anything like this before. Her tongue was now playing with my tongue as she

sucked it and pressed her breast harder and harder against me. I donʹt know

how long it lasted I was almost about to come when she stopped.

ʺLet us have our dinner and then you can have the sweet dish later.ʺ

ʺMa let me have the sweet dish first.ʺ

ʺDonʹt rush dear we have enough time.ʺ

ʺI canʹt wait.ʺ

I lifted her in my arms and took her to her bedroom and pushed the door with

my leg to close it and placed her on the bed. I also got into it. I was on top of

her. I moved my fingers through her hair. She closed her eyes. I pulled her sari

from her shoulder and started removing it. My mother placed her hands on her

eyes. She wanted this but at the same time she was too ashamed to face me. I

removed her sari, now she was only in her blouse and petticoat exposing her

beautiful naval. She was still holding her hands against her eyes.

ʺMa look at me,ʺ I said trying to remove her hands from her eyes.

She wonʹt let me remove her hands neither would she look at me. I took off my

t‐shirt and I was now only in my shorts. I gently kissed her naval. She shivered

as if some current flew through her body. I started kissing her belly all around

and slowly moved up towards her breasts. I placed my face in between her

breasts and begin to rub them with my mouth, with my cheek and with my chin

as she slowly started turning and twisting in the bed. Now she removed her

hands form her eyes as the lust took over her shame, she grabbed my head and

pressed me against her breasts.

ʺUmmmh Mohan it feels so good.ʺ

ʺMohan please suck them.ʺ

She turned to one of her side and I was now lying on one side facing her. She

moved slightly up and made my mouth come directly in front of her breasts.

Then she unbuttoned two of the lowest buttons of her blouse, put her hand

under the blouse and took out one of her breast. I was spellbound. Her breast

was so big and the nipple was large and the tit was projecting out to a good

extent. I had no memory of seeing it before. I was breathing heavily. She pulled

my head towards it and holding her breast in one hand she guided it in my

mouth just as a mother would feed her baby.

ʺTake it baby its your, this is the way you preferred when you were a baby.ʺ

I started sucking it, moving my tongue over it. She pulled me still closer to her

and put her leg over my legs. She had grabbed my hairs with one hand the

other hand was restlessly moving over my back. My dick was harder than ever

and was paining. This went on for a while.

ʺOhhh baby it feels sooo good.ʺ

ʺUmmmh suck it, take it whole in your mouthʺ she pushed it a further inside

my mouth.

My mouth was now filled with her breast. I was moving my tongue over her

nipple and sucking it continuously.

ʺOhhh honey take the other one now,ʺ after a while said she.

ʺLet me finish the unfinished task first,ʺ I said and I unbuttoned her blouse

completely.

As I was struggling to get it off her body she herself took it off. For the first time

I had a complete view of her firm round and voluptuous breasts with big

nipples. They were white than her rest of her body.

ʺMohan take the other one now I canʹt wait to be sucked Ummmh.ʺ

My mother talking like that made me crazy. I frantically started sucking her

breast while she was moaning, twisting and turning in the bed. The scent of her

body the mild perfume mixed with her sweat was driving me mad.

ʺOh its so gooood keep sucking Ahhh.ʺ

ʺOhhh Mohan you have come back to me, my baby.ʺ

ʺOhhh baby.ʺ

And now she turned over, lying against her back on the bed dragging me on

top of her attached to her breast. She started pulling my head towards her. This

was a signal for me to stop sucking and start something else. But I did not

understand it and kept sucking.

ʺUmmmh Mohan.ʺ

ʺUmmmmh Mohan come near me dear and love me like my man.ʺ

I raised my head and for the first time I saw her totally naked waist up. She was

looking expectantly in my eyes her shame had vanished and I could clearly see

the lust in them. She was moving her fingers through her hairs exposing her

underarms which showed some hairs as I guessed she must not have shaven

her under arms for may be two weeks. I moved towards her and started kissing

her she responded in an equally vigorous way. Lying on top of her I removed

the strings of her petticoat and slid it down her waist and she quickly removed

it from her body. She was now wearing only her underwear and I was pressing

my dick hard against it although I was in my shorts I know she was already

feeling its hardness as she was again and again raising her waist to press her

pussy against my dick.

ʺUmmmh Mohan.ʺ

I removed my shorts and also the underwear I was completely naked now. She

glanced at my dick. Her eyes widened at the sight of her own sonʹs dick.

ʺMy god you are so big Mohan I just canʹt wait, ma needs you inside.ʺ

ʺUmmmh Mohan come inside my body.ʺ

ʺOh Mohan make me naked like you,ʺ she was now shameless.

ʺRemove these and get in I am already wet.ʺ She said pointing her finger

towards her painty.

She lifted her waist up so that I could easily remove her painty. As I slid her

painty down she helped herself by dragging it down and removing off her legs.

Now she was lying completely naked in front of me, in front of her own son!

For the first time I was watching a naked woman and that too my own mom. It

was a delight to watch her naked body. She had a much fuller body than I

imagined. She had beautiful dense and dark hair which reached right up to her

buttocks. Her big dark eyes stared at me with an open invitation to penetrate

her. Her neck was thin and long with shoulders a little broader for a woman.

Her breasts were now showing them off with full glory, they were now looking

more voluptuous yet they were firm for her age with large nipples pointing up

words. They were moving up and down with her every breath which was

growing heavier and heavier with every second. Her belly was not very flat but

still it was flat enough with a little flab around her naval which made it look

even more attractive with the naval looking more round and deep .Her upper

body sharply narrowed down towards her waist and her hips were quite wide

narrowing sharply as they reached her thighs. All this gave her body a shape of

a mermaid. I was spellbound and could not take eyes off her body. My dick was

growing harder and harder and now I could feel the pain because of the

pressure built up by the blood rushing in to it from all parts of my body. Her

legs were close to each other and I could only see a dark triangle of her hair in

between them. She was now too excited and closed her eyes.

ʺUmmmh Mohan.ʺ

ʺOhh Mohan please come inside me this is where you belong.ʺ

While still lying on her back she folded her legs upwards and then slowly

parted them apart as if to open a gate for me, heavenʹs gate! I could barely see

the lips of her pussy as everything was covered with her thick dark and curly

pubic hairs. Her pubic area was quite wide, the gap between her thighs must

have been five inches and this is what must have made her hips wide. I thought

the gap was so wide that she could have easily delivered an oversized baby

without any problem. She was a perfect woman!

ʺOhhh Mohan.ʺ

ʺMohan I canʹt wait,ʺ she complained.

I leaned towards her. She quickly pulled me towards her forcing me to press

against her body. She pulled my hair with one hand and brought my ear near

her mouth while the other hand was firmly pressing me against her. Now I

could hear her heavy breathing and moaning. My chest was pressing hard

against her beautiful soft breasts and I could feel her heart pounding like a

drum. She was sweating a little bit and her musky sent was driving me mad. I

was rubbing my cheek, my chin and my lips on her face. I moved my mouth a

little down towards her neck and I realized the musky scent grew stronger as I

further moved my nose towards her armpit. This was the place where it was the

most intense. I slowly moved my nose inside her armpit, and the smell was so

intense that I almost came. Just then she pulled my head towards her and

whispered in my ear . ʺOhhh Mohan.ʺ

ʺDonʹt waste time. Now just get inside me I want you in there.ʺ

ʺOhh ma its feeling so good.ʺ

ʺCome inside I promise it will be still better.ʺ

She reached out for the night lamp button and switched it off. The room was

still illuminated by the light coming from outside through the semi transparent

glasses of our big windows. I positioned my dick where I thought her pussy

was as I could not see anything because she was already pulling my head down

towards her. I was now excited beyond any words could describe it and

shaking with the thought of entering the place where I came from 23 years ago.

My mom was lying naked under me begging me to enter her body. Begging me

to breach the barrier of our relation all these thoughts were driving me mad.

I pushed my pelvis forward to gain entry but the thrust was misdirected as my

dick brushed against inside of her thighs. Excited and now terribly shaking I

tried again but again I could not make it. I have never been with any women

before.

ʺOhhh Mohan honey what are you doing.ʺ

ʺDonʹt make me cry for it (my dick), I just canʹt wait anymore.ʺ

My mom talking with me like that was driving me crazy. She then grabbed my

rock hard dick with her one hand and with fingers of other hand slightly parted

the lips of her pussy and placed the head of my dick in between them.

ʺNow slowwwly drive in,ʺ She whispered in a very soft voice in my ear.

I slowly pushed my pelvis towards her forcing my dick a little inside her

vagina.

ʺOhhh slowly it hurts.ʺ

I pulled out and started again, this time I was very slow and went inside a little

further than before.

ʺOhhh slowly.ʺ

I pulled back again and this time I completely forced my dick inside her The

moment I went in it was a heavenly feeling for me. The barrier of our relation

was broken, taboo was forgotten and a new relation was established between

her and me. Now I was her man and she was my woman. We were lovers

eagarly wanting to love each other after a long time. But she was in some pain.

ʺOhhh Mohan you are so thick you are going to tear me apart.ʺ

ʺDid it hurt ma?ʺ

ʺDonʹt worry, just a little dearʺ As she spread her legs wide apart making

herself comfortable.

ʺAhhhh Mohan itʹs so good.ʺ

She pulled me towards her with all her strength and locked her lips with mine,

our tongues were sucking juices out of each other. My chest was now pressing

hard against her soft voluptuous breasts. My arms around her back and her

arms around mine my thighs against her thighs and our genitals locked. Her

vagina was soft, wet and warm. The pleasure it was giving to my dick was

similar to the pleasure you get sleeping in a blanket in a very cold night, warm

and cosy. I had never imagined making love to a woman is such a heavenly

experience.

I started moving my dick in and out of her pussy. I realized although soft, her

vagina had a very firm grip on my dick as if it had stuck inside it.

ʺUmmmm Mohan you are going to rip my ʺchootʺ (pussy).ʺ

My mom talking like this with me was acting like pouring petrol over fire.

ʺOhhh ma please donʹt talk like that it will make me comeʺ

As my in and out continued, her pussy became wet as both of our love juices

blended inside her. She was now more at ease as it no longer hurt her. Her

vagina still had a good grip on my dick but now it was a very pleasing grip for

both of us. We were feeling waves after waves of pleasure with every move of

my dick. We were both breathing heavily and my mom was moaning with

pleasure. With my every forward thrust she was lifting her waist to get me

inside her as deep as possible. As our rhythm increased her moaning increased.

ʺUhhhhhh Mohan keep doing, dig deep inside my ʺchootʺ

ʺOhhh maʺ

I started moving in and out fanatically. She was raising her waist moaning with

pleasure. She had parted her legs as widely as she could. The churned love

juices from her pussy were now dripping out of it. I could feel them as they

wetted my balls.

ʺAhhhhh Faster Mohan faster, my baby faster.ʺ

She was now trying to spread her legs apart which were already spread to the

limits. Now I started to drive my dick in and out of her pussy like a piston

moving inside a cylinder.

ʺOhhhh yes baby yes just like that,ʺ she was screaming with pleasure.

ʺAhhhhhhh aisehi(just like this)ʺ

ʺUiiii maaa aisehi Mohan aisehiʺ ( Ohhh just like this Mohan just like this)

ʺAhhhhh Mohan I am going to come, Ohhh my god Mohan go deep inside.ʺ

ʺOhhhh Mohan rip my choot apart Mohan rip it,ʺ she screamed with pleasure.

ʺOhhh ma I can not hold nowʺ

ʺMohaaaan fill my ʺchootʺ now ahhhh I am comingʺ

ʺAhhhhhh fill my choot, fill itʺ

ʺAhhhhh just fill it baby fill it fill it fill it.ʺ

ʺOhhhhh fill it now baby, it has waited for years to be filled.ʺ

ʺOhhhh Mohan just give me give me give me give me your seed.ʺ

And she started climaxing I could say that because suddenly she arched her

back lifted her body against mine and pressed her finger nails on my back.

ʺOhhhhhhhhh maaaaaaaʺ As I climaxed just after her.

I released myself inside her pussy while we both were holding each other as

tightly as we could. She could feel my pulsating dick filling her pussy with my

sperms. Waves of pleasure and ecstasy ran through our bodies. Our eyes closed,

bodies shivering and genitals locked. We were experiencing the pleasure of our

life. I had never experienced such an intense orgasm in my life. We had also

broken the taboo and my mom had now accepted me as her lover, her man. I

lay on top of her for a while. I wanted this to never end. But slowly my dick

started to go limp so I tried to withdraw. 

ʺOh Mohan donʹt do that remain inside for a while its feeling good.ʺ

ʺWhat good you are feeling ma?ʺ I gave her a small kiss.

ʺOh just stay in, I am feeling so much loved and protected after so many years.ʺ

But now my dick started to go limp rapidly.

ʺUmm Mohan, what are you doing? stay inside.ʺ

ʺI am not doing anything ma it is coming out on its own.ʺ

ʺOk then, but I wished it never ended.ʺ

ʺMa we have many more nights to come.ʺ

ʺYou are right honey,ʺ as we kissed for a long time before separating.

I withdrew my dick from her soapy pussy. She switched on the night lamp. I

got up from the bed; she was still lying on the bed relaxing after our long love

session. My dick was dangling drenched with her juices as she watched it. For

the first time I felt ashamed, she quickly noticed it.

ʺCʹmon honey donʹt shy I have seen it countless times, although not recently.ʺ

ʺLook at me I am naked just as you are,ʺ she said shamelessly.

She was smiling at me and that was a killing smile. I picked up my clothes and

went into her bathroom washed my dick and wiped it off. I dressed and came

out but she was still lying on the bed. I went near her, we kissed each other and

I just sat beside her. I was moving my fingers through her hair and she was

caressing my back. This went on for a while then she decided to get up. As she

got up my semen started to flow out from her pussy, a sticky stream started to

roll down rapidly from her pussy on inside of her thigh. 

ʺMy god, look at this,ʺ she was surprised.

ʺYour father never filled me like that.ʺ

ʺProbably he would have taken eight‐ten days to produce this quantity.ʺ

I helped her pick up her clothes as she rushed towards her bathroom. She came

out after a while and came straight into my arms.

ʺOh Mohan I am so happy today.ʺ

ʺYou are a real man,ʺ as she inserted her face in my chest.

ʺYou are so thick.ʺ

ʺAnd you are so tight ma.ʺ She blushed.

ʺAt one stage I thought you will rip me apart,ʺ said she.

ʺI can still feel the burning it (your organ) has given to me,ʺ said she. And she

again dug deep against my chest.

ʺMa before I approached you I was really very scared.ʺ

ʺScared of what?ʺ she asked.

ʺScared of rejection. I thought if you reject and curse me, my life would become

a living hell. I do lust for you but I still love you. I donʹt know what I would

have done then.ʺ

ʺMohan how can I curse my own son? Even if I had rejected your advances I

would have still loved you. You are my own flesh and blood. But I am glad that

we did ʺitʺ ʺ

ʺMa I promise I will give you this pleasure whenever you want,ʺ as we kissed

each other.

ʺOk honey you must be hungry now itʹs already late.ʺ

ʺNo ma not really.ʺ

I was totally intoxicated and in a state of haze with what had happened just

now. But she was my mother and good mothers always make sure their kids

donʹt go hungry. She went inside the kitchen and arranged everything on the

dining table.

ʺBe a good boy and come to the dinner table.ʺ

I reluctantly went towards the dining table. Mom gave me my dish and we

started to dine but I was out of my mind.

ʺHow is the food?ʺ ʺVery good ma, I must kiss the cook,ʺ and I gently kissed

her.

I hastily finished the dinner and the sweet dish which wasnʹt sweet for me

anymore. I helped my mom clean up everything. It was 11pm and I knew it

would be pleasant outside as it was a summer night.

ʺMaʺ

ʺYes what is it?ʺ

ʺShall we sit outside in our garden for some time?ʺ I asked.

ʺThatʹs a great idea.ʺ

ʺJust wait for few minutes, let me change,ʺ she said. 

She went inside the bedroom and pulled the door leaving me outside. When she

came out she was in a more comfortable dress, she was wearing a dark blue full

night gown. I put my hand around her waist as we moved out.

ʺHey leave me we are going out somebody might see.ʺ

ʺBut nobody will doubt ma I am just putting my arm around you, after all I am

your son.ʺ

She seemed to agree as she did not say anything neither did she removed my

hand. I pulled a chair for my mom.

ʺThank you. You have already become my man.ʺ I sat on the other chair next to

her.

ʺItʹs pleasant out here isnʹt it?ʺ asked my mom. ʺYes it isʺ I said.

A few minutes went by without any talk between us, but then she spoke.

ʺYou know I had a great time today after so many years.ʺ

ʺMe too. It was my first time.ʺ

ʺBut you seemed to be experienced one to me.ʺ

ʺNot really, I have never been with any girl or a woman before.ʺ

ʺOk I believe you.ʺ

ʺYou must ma. Have I ever lied to you?ʺ

ʺItʹs ok dear donʹt take it that seriously, I was just wondering you are 23 now.ʺ

ʺI never had such a good time with your father, most of the time he used to

come before I climaxed leaving me high and dry.ʺ

ʺOh. It must have been so frustrating for you?ʺ

ʺYes. But I loved him. He took great care of me.ʺ

ʺI know ma.ʺ

ʺYou know it has been a long time since I last had sex with your father.ʺ

ʺFive years I guess, thatʹs when he died.ʺ

ʺNo. Much more than that, it was six years.ʺ

ʺHow come?ʺ I asked.

ʺYou know his desire for sex had diminished and even if I tried I could not get

him going. I think it must have been because of that poisoning.ʺ

ʺNow I know everything.ʺ

ʺKnow what?ʺ she asked me.

ʺI had long ago observed that both of you had stopped sleeping in the kitchen

when father would be at home at night. I use to think that you were about to

splitʺ

She blushed as she realized that I was aware of her sex life.

ʺI never liked to sleep in there,ʺ she said.

ʺBut I slept with your father there because there was no option as you were

growing up then.ʺ

ʺI understand it ma.ʺ

ʺWould you like to have some wineʺ I asked.

ʺWhat? You keep wine in home?ʺ

ʺCʹmon itʹs not alcohol its just wine I take it some time to relax you wonʹt get

intoxicated if you drink a glass or two.ʺ

ʺOk I will try some just to know what it is.ʺ

I went up stairs in my bedroom and took out a bottle which I had already

opened. I then went in the kitchen fetched two glasses and went back in the

garden. She was much relaxed and satisfied as she sat crossed legs and

swiging one of them. I poured wine in one glass and gave her and prepared

the other for me.

ʺOh donʹt you think this is too much,ʺ she said looking at the quantity in the

glass.

ʺNo. In fact you can have two such glasses & you will be still fine in fact you

will feel great.ʺ

ʺUmm itʹs sweet and a little sour tooʺ as she took one sip.

ʺYes. Just like grape juice.ʺ

ʺThen why itʹs called wine?ʺ

ʺThat you will know when you are finished with this one.ʺ

ʺSo since when you started drinking.ʺ

ʺLook I am not an alcoholic, I drink very little and that too sometimes.ʺ

ʺSometimes means when you are angry like on that day.ʺ

ʺNo. Actually when I need to relax.ʺ

We never noticed how the time went by. We already had two glasses of wine.

She was now a little intoxicated because she was having wine for the first time. I

did not know how much time we spent there but we had finished the bottle.

ʺShall we go in now?ʺ I asked her.

ʺOk letʹs go.ʺ

We got up and I put my arm around her and she too did the same. The wine has

had a good effect on her, she was not afraid of cliging to me like my woman

even outside the house. No sooner we got in I closed the door and pulled her

towards me and placed my lips on her lips, she responded by putting her arms

around my neck and pushing her tongue inside my mouth. Then I lifted her in

my arms.

ʺOuch! Mohan what are you doing to me?ʺ

She still had her arms around my neck and was looking very affectionately

towards me. I took her to the bedroom and placed her on the bed.

ʺOh Mohan I know you are now going to love your ma again.ʺ

This time she just pulled over the nightgown over her head revealing her naked

body in an instance as she was not wearing anything inside it. The wine had

made her bold enough. She then raised her hands inviting me to join her. I too

undressed and we started all over again. This time it was nice and easy for her

and me to. That night we slept together like newly married couple, totally

naked and in each others arms.

Next morning when I woke up I did not see mom in the bed. I was still naked in

her bed. Just then I heard some noise from the kitchen. I put on my underwear

and shorts and went into the kitchen. She was preparing breakfast for us.

ʺGo and brush your teeth, I have tee ready for you, also the breakfast will be

ready in two minutes. Go hurry up.ʺ

ʺMaaaa, I am not a kid anymore.ʺ

ʺYou always will be my baby.ʺ

I went behind her and put my hands around her belly and kissed her cheek.

ʺOk now go get ready, you must go to the market and buy vegetables and other

stuff, we are almost out of stockʺ

ʺBut we were suppose to go to that boat ride todayʺ I said.

She came near me put her arms around my neck and pressed her breasts against

me and whispered in my ear ʺMohan you loved me twice in the night and it

was 3am by the time we slept. I got up At 9.00 am the boat leaves at 8am.ʺ

So I got ready, had my tee and breakfast and headed towards the market to buy

the things which my mom has made a list for. My mind was continuously at

work. I was already thinking of making love again. I brought vegetables, fruits

and other household items as per the momʹs list. The last item in the list was

some calcium tablets which she took regularly. So I went to a medical store to

buy it. As the vendor went to fetch the tablets I saw different condom packs

kept over a shelf. I thought what if mom becomes pregnant? What if she refuses

to have sex with me out of fear of becoming pregnant? So I purchased a pack of

condom and put it in the bag along with the other things. I went home and gave

the bags to mom. She carefully removed the contents and kept them in their

proper place. She came out of the kitchen holding the condom pack in her hand

and asked me.

ʺWhat is this Mohan? You brought condoms?ʺ

ʺYes ma.ʺ

ʺWhat for? You think I will become pregnant?ʺ

ʺI think so.ʺ

ʺMohan I have an IUDʺ

ʺWhatʹs that?ʺ

ʺThat is a contraceptive device which is placed inside my uterus for the last 6

years and it will still last for another four years. So there is no need for these.ʺ

ʺI see thatʹs really greatʺ I said. So my concern was unnecessary.

We watched a TV serial cuddling and kissing each other. It was really a blissful

day for us. We were acting just like lovers meeting after a long time. After the

lunch we decided to go for a nap so we moved into the bedroom. We laid in

each others arms. I was only wearing my shorts and she was in her usual sari

and blouse. I was moving my fingers through her hair and she was caressing

my back.

ʺYou know Mohan, you have removed my years of sexual frustration in just one

night. I am feeling relaxed, satisfied, loved and protected.ʺ

ʺMe too ma. You have given me the greatest pleasure in my life you are

wonderful.ʺ

ʺAfter your father lost interest in sex I had a hope that things will change, but

when he died the hope was gone for ever. I never imagined I would ever get

any chance to have sex with any man.ʺ

ʺMa how was he? I mean in the bed.ʺ

ʺYour father was clumsy in the bed but he was the only one with whom I was

suppose to have sex. But now I have you.ʺ

Then she came close to me putting her hands around my neck she whispered in

my ear ʺYou know Mohan may be he was as long as you are but he was not as

thick as you are. I always had a baggy feeling when he used to do it with me. I

used to climax very rarely with him. But you are thick and you really gave me a

feeling of fullness when you were inside me. And also..ʺ she hesitated.

ʺAnd also what?ʺ I asked her to continue . ʺAnd also when you were inside me,

the walls of my .. uhʺ She stopped. She was shy of saying directly

ʺchootʺ(pussy)

ʺchootʺ I whispered in her ears realizing her hesitation. She blushed.

ʺYes. The walls were stretched so pleasurably towards all the directions. It was

never ever stretched that pleasurably in my life. In fact Mohan you know all

these years I had forgot its existence between my legs. For the first time in my

life I have realized how intense sexual pleasure can be. You have made me feel

like a woman again.ʺ

ʺMe too ma I also felt that firm but pleasurable grip and it was so exciting to be

inside you , the place where I was born.ʺ

ʺI also felt so excited to have you inside me after 23 years,ʺ she said.

ʺI rarely climaxed with your father, but you made me come twice in just one

night.ʺ

I buried my head in her breast and she affectionately started moving her fingers

through my hair and caressing my back just like a mother would do to her

baby. We did made love we did broke the taboo but she still was my mother.

Her maternal desire to cuddle me subsided and the lust took over.

ʺMohan please caress by backʺ she said.

I started caressing her back while remaining buried inside her breasts. She was

getting warmed up for the game. I noticed the same musky scent again which

was now turning me on I now knew its origin. I removed the sari from her body

then unbuttoned her blouse. Her breathing had already increased. I turned her

over, her back against the bed, blouse unbuttoned and me on top of her. I

slowly removed her blouse while she kept smiling. I lifted her arms over her

head exposing her unshaven underarms. I bent towards each of them I smelt

the musky aroma which made me mad like a bull eagar to mate.

ʺMa this smell is driving me madʺ

ʺYour father never liked it.ʺ

ʺBut its driving me crazy.ʺ

I quickly began to remove her remaining clothes.

ʺOh dear why so hurry?ʺ she asked.

ʺMa I want you ma.ʺ

ʺI am yours honey, just donʹt hurry you will spoil the funʺ

I slowed down the momentum. Then a lot of kissing cuddling and caressing

followed. When we both realized that its time to get connected, she spread open

her legs parting lips of her pussy with one hand so that I could easily get inside

her.

ʺSssssAhhhhhʺ she moaned as I entered my home.

I started to move in and out her pussy sending pleasure waves inside our

bodies. ʺOhhh yesss go deep inside me.ʺ

I then plunged myself deep inside her as long as I could go.

ʺOhhh my god its so gooood.ʺ

She spread her legs wide enough to be at ease. Meanwhile I kept kissing her,

smelling her and pumping my dick in and out of her body. When I saw she was

comfortable and ready for the final, I increased my speed.

ʺOhhh Mohan keep doing keep doing.ʺ

ʺSssssshhh Maaa.ʺ

She was raising her waist against my dick to receive it as I pushed forward. Her

silky pussy was wet and warm and was giving me that great cosy feeling. I was

lying over her body feeling her warmth, her soft breast were pressing against

me and her aroma was driving me mad. She was trying to spread her legs as far

as she could.

ʺOhhhh ma your choot is so softʺ

ʺAhhhh faster Mohan faster, faster I will come now,ʺ she was screaming with

pleasure.

My condition was no different I was excited enough to come any moment, But I

controlled myself so as to not to go limp before she comes.

ʺMohaaaaan fill me now fill my choot fill it fill it fill itʺ

ʺAhhhhh Mohan fill me fill me fill meʺ

I could not take it any more and I came inside her shooting my sperms inside

her.

ʺAhhhh Mohan Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhʺ

She came violently just as I was shooting inside her. Waves of pleasure ran

through our bodies. My dick was pulsating inside her filling her pussy. She

held me as tightly as she could, her fingers buried in my back. I could feel her

pussy pulsating. Her eyes were closed and her lips tightly closed as the pleasure

she was feeling was beyond her control. I was also holding her tightly and

enjoying the intimacy. We lay in that position for a while. She was holding me

tightly and would not allow me to withdraw, but eventually we separated. My

mother was looking more happy and satisfied as she plunged herself against

my chest. I was moving my fingers through her hair and caressing her back. She

quickly felt asleep as she was now feeling secured in my arms. I also felt asleep

soon after.

In the evening I decided to go out somewhere. I asked her to get ready. I also

went upstairs and changed into casuals as early as I could and came down in

the living room waiting for her to emerge from the bedroom. After a while she

came out. She was wearing a beautiful yellow sari which I brought for her and a

matching yellow blouse. She was wearing a black bra inside it which made her

already voluptuous breasts look even more prominent. She had carefully done

her hair which reached right up to her buttocks. She was looking beautiful but

there was something she has missed she was wearing her sari too above her

waist.

ʺMa you look beautiful, but you will look more attractive if you wear your sari a

little down towards your waist I mean below your naval.ʺ

ʺMohan, I have never done that before.ʺ

ʺMa but that doesnʹt mean you should never do it. Now‐a‐days woman do

dress up this way showing their naval, I tell you they look really great.ʺ

She did not say anything but turned back and went into the bedroom. I

followed her. She stood in front of the mirror and started adjusting her sari.

When she was done she turned around and said. ʺLook now.ʺ

ʺWow ma .You look fantastic, now you look like my woman.ʺ

ʺWell then letʹs goʺ She said offering her hand to me.

I held her hand and we walked towards our car.

I took her to a garden which was quit far away on the outskirts of the town. We

were walking close to each other but without making any physical contact as it

was a public place. The passers‐by would invariably glance at her breasts which

were so obvious and she was aware of it.

ʺMa these guys will have a hard time today.ʺ

She blushed and said ʺOh honey donʹt talk like that I am not that beautiful.ʺ

ʺYou are ma. And for me you are the most beautiful woman.ʺ

ʺThank you honey, I am happy that you like me this way.ʺ

ʺMa I love you, and I would have loved you anyway.ʺ

That night we again made love. We had sex every night except during her

periods. On most of the weekends we ventured out to some picnic spots,

boating, trekking etc. And on any weekends if we were at home we would do

ʺitʺ in the morning and in the afternoon also. Days, weeks and months passed

by we were living a blissful life. We had a very good and active sex life. But

now everything looked routine as usual we were now feeling some

incompleteness in our lives.

After six months since we had our first encounter... It was Friday and a winter

night. Mom had prepared a very nice dinner chicken curry and rice etc. That

day we ate our heart out and after having a few glasses of wine I asked my

mom if she could come out and sit with me in our garden.

ʺBut its cold out there in fact inside our house also itʹs coldʺ she said.

She was right it was mid January and that was the height of the winter

temperature in the night would plumb down to 5deg. In our house there were

no heaters as the winter months were very short and in the day they were of no

use. So instead I switched on a popular FM radio station which was playing

slow romantic songs that night.

ʺMa can we dance?ʺ I asked her.

ʺI have never danced with anybody before neither do I know to dance.ʺ

ʺMa I have never danced too. But I donʹt think its difficult we need to be just

close to each other holding our hands and move our feet a little bit, I think thatʹs

it. Why not give a try? They are playing so romantic songs and the air is also so

cold.ʺ

ʺOkʺ She said.

I pulled her towards me put my one arm around her waist and I held her hand

with my other hand, she put her other hand on my shoulder. We just moved

our feet a little as we did not have any dancing skills. It was so romantic and I

wonder why I never thought of this before. She was looking into my eyes

lovingly. After a while she came very close to me and rested her voluptuous

breasts against me. Actually now I was used to see her and feel her in her most

natural form I mean I had now access to her beautiful naked body all the time.

She was wearing all her clothes but the resting of her soft breasts against me

send a tingling sensation through my body may be this was because of the

romantic ambience created by the wine the slow romantic songs and the chill in

the air. She now put both her hands around my neck while continuously

looking lovingly into my eyes. I also put both my hands around her waist and

pulled her closer to me, now our bodies were touching each other. We were

both feeling warmth of each otherʹs bodies which was so desirable at that

moment. She brought her lips slowly towards mine and very gently kissed me

then she moved her head back and looked in my eyes and again kissed me. This

time she slipped her tongue in my mouth and gently started sucking my lips

and then she moved her tongue towards mine and we both started sucking the

sweet juices from each others mouth. Our mouths were locked for god knows

how long? The time seemed to have stopped for us. Now the urge for getting

intimate was increasing as she plunged herself totally against me as if saying

ʺtake meʺ without saying anything. I was holding her tightly against me and my

crouch resting just below her belly I was already erect. Our breathing had

increased. I decided it was now time to have action. I lifted her in my arms and

moved towards the bedroom while switching off the radio. She as usual had

both her arms around my neck and was smiling as she knew what was going to

happen now she was also looking forward for ʺitʺ. We both slipped inside the

blanket and hugged each other and in a minute it was comfortably warm under

the blanket. We were both lying on our sides clutching each other. She held my

head and forced me down towards her breasts. She unbuttoned two lowermost

buttons and took out her breast and holding it in her hand she moved it

towards my mouth. She removed my hands from her body and said ʺMohan

please suck like my baby I want to feel like a mother.ʺ

I obeyed and started sucking her big tits, my eyes closed. After a while I opened

my eyes to take a glance at her. She was looking very affectionately towards me

moving only her fingers through my hair. She was gently pressing her breast as

if to drain the milk. But there wasnʹt any milk, she was just acting motherly.

After a while she turned around on the other side and asked me to come on her

side so that I could suck her other breast. This continued for a while and we

were both enjoying the intimacy. She then pulled my head towards her and

whispered in my ear.

ʺMohan I want a baby.ʺ

ʺThatʹs impossible ma.ʺ

ʺWhy? Donʹt you love me?ʺ Her voice cracked as she asked me.

ʺMa I love you ma and I will continue to love you till the end of this world.ʺ

ʺThen Mohan please make me pregnant I want your baby inside my womb. I

want to be a mother again, Mohan please make me pregnant I promise I will

take care of our baby like a good mother please Mohan please?ʺ

ʺMa I know you are a good mother and you will take good care of the baby but

this is just not possible.ʺ

ʺBut why?ʺ she asked in despair.

ʺMa the whole world knows us as mother and son, how we will hide your

pregnancy?ʺ I said as I kept both my hands over her shoulders.

ʺAnd even if we could, how we will hide our baby? How our baby can call me

daddy and you mommy in front of everybody? In the birth register how I will

put your name as mother and my name as father. Itʹs very difficult ma, it is

impossible.ʺ

ʺMohan I always wanted more kids but your fatherʹs financial condition was

not good so we could not go for more than one,ʺ she said.

ʺI know,ʺ I said.

ʺBut now the situation is different. I am still young and you can fulfil your maʹs

dream if you wish, you can give me the ultimate gift of my life.ʺ

ʺBut ma..ʺ she stopped in between.

ʺWe are already living like a husband and a wife. You make me pregnant I will

bring our baby in this world and our family will be complete,ʺ she said and

paused for a while.

ʺYou donʹt know Mohan how it feels to be a father; you canʹt imagine the joy

when you will hold your baby in your hand.ʺ

ʺThe baby will look just like you and me.ʺ

ʺBut ma this is not going to work this way.ʺ

A few minutes of silence. Then:

ʺI understand it Mohan. I was fool to think that we can start a family. I realize I

am old now and soon grow older and you will need a young woman, I am not

going to last for you forever.ʺ Her voice cracked and she was now almost about

to cry.

ʺMa please donʹt get me wrong.ʺ

ʺI love you and I canʹt think of any other woman and who told you that you are

old?ʺ

ʺIf you have a baby now, you will be still 58 or 59 when the child will turn 18

and thatʹs not an old age now‐a‐days. It is just the legal problems which I must

think about.ʺ

ʺMohan do you love me?ʺ 

ʺCʹmon ma what sort of question is this, you still have doubts?ʺ

ʺMohan keep your hand on my heart and say you love me.ʺ

She pulled my hand and placed my palm on her left breast.

ʺMa I love you and I will love you forever.ʺ

ʺOh Mohanʺ tears rolled down her cheeks as she started sobbing. She then came

close to me and hugged me tightly. I also started moving my hands over her

back comforting her.

ʺMohan if you love me then just make me pregnant I want your baby. All other

legal problems I leave it to you to sort out you are the man of the house itʹs your

business.ʺ

I was also now inclined to go for a baby as this would really bond us for life. I

decided to think about the problems later with cool head.

ʺOk ma done you have my word.ʺ

ʺOh Mohannnʺ she screamed and increased her grip around me with joy and

soon our lips were locked.

She was now filled with lust she hastily removed her clothes as if they were

hurting her and then almost tore my t‐shirt in an attempt to get it off my body.

In a flash she pulled my shorts along with my under ware making me naked as

her. She pulled me over her as she turned from her side to lay her back on the

bed. I was on top of her and she was lying with her back against the bed. She

pulled me closer to her and pressed my buttocks with one hand and holding my

hard dick with the other hand she pushed it inside her pussy. She spread her

legs wide apart getting ready for the action. Her eyes were closed as she was

enjoying me inside her. She was raising and lowering her waist to make my

dick move in and out of her pussy. I could clearly see the pleasure on her face.

My situation was no different. I started moving in and out of her pussy. With

every stroke the pressure inside our bodies was building up. She was moaning

and grunting raising her waist to accommodate me completely inside her. She

was breathing heavily, I was out of my breath my dick was now very very hard

it has sucked all the blood from my body into it.

ʺAhhhhhh Mohan ahhhhh.ʺ

Now I was moving in and out like a piston. Her breasts were swiging up and

down with every stroke. Her eyes were closed and she had grasped the bed

sheet tightly in both her hands.

ʺOhhhhh Mohannnnn.ʺ

ʺOhhhh Mohan tear me apart, tear your maʹs choot.ʺ

Her talking like this was briging me to the brink.

ʺOhhh ma donʹt talk like that you will make me come.ʺ

ʺOhhhhh Mohan come inside me give me your seed.ʺ

ʺAhhhh Mohan fill your maʹs choot make her pregnant ma want your baby.ʺ

ʺAhhhh ma I will comeʺ

ʺAhhhhhh Mohannn fill me. Mohannn fill me,ʺ She spread her legs apart as far

as she could to accept my cum.

ʺOhhh maaaaaʺ I came inside her shooting my semen inside her pussy.

ʺAhhhhhhhhhh shhhhhhhhʺ

She arched her back as she came. She lifted her waist against my dick to accept

my sperms. My dick and her pussy were pulsating in unison as waves of

pleasure went through our bodies. Her eyes and lips were tightly closed. She

was pressing my buttocks as tightly as she could towards her so as to get me

deep inside her. We remained in that position for a while before separating. She

then turned on her side and as usual plunged her head against my chest. She

looked satisfied and now she just wanted to be caressed and loved. I started

caressing her back and soon she fell asleep naked in my arms.

She was in a state of bliss as she had left all the thinking to be done on me. I was

exercising my brain working out various permuthations and combinations. I

wanted a fool proof plan. I kept on thinking and one by one things appeared

clear to me. I had finally got a solution which I thought was fool proof. I too

then drifted to sleep satisfied with my own genius.

Next day morning I went to a local agent who was an expert in legal matters

and helped people change their name by charging some fee. I took all the

documents beloging to my mother, her school leaving certificate, university

degree etc and handed over to that agent and paid him his fees to change my

motherʹs name. He told me that he will come to our home on Monday evening

to get the required application signed by my mother and asked me to be rest

ansured but told me that this process takes at least one month. My mother asked

me what I was up to but I did not disclose her anything.

ʺNothing ma itʹs just something we must do before starting our family.ʺ

ʺBut I canʹt wait now. Time is running out for me, with each day your ma is

getting older.ʺ

ʺWe must wait for at least one month before we take any action.ʺ I said.

ʺWhat action?ʺ she asked.

I pulled her towards me and put my arms around her waist and said ʺMa,

please leave it to me I will tell you when the time comes.ʺ I locked my lips with

her denying her any opportunity to ask any more questions.

After one month the agent came and told me that the job was done and my

motherʹs name is now changed to Sagita on the records. I was happy to know

that things were moving in the right direction as per my plan. I thanked him

and collected all the required documents from him. The next day I went to the

office and applied for an emergency leave for two weeks and came back to our

home in the afternoon.

ʺOh honey, are you home?ʺ She asked in a surprised tone.

ʺYes maʺ as I hugged and kissed her.

ʺAre you ok? Is anything wrong in your office?ʺ she asked in a concerned voice.

ʺNo ma, just pack your bag and get ready we are leaving by today eveningʹs

train to a remote hill station.ʺ The idea was to go to a place where nobody knew

us.

ʺBut Mohan is it..ʺ

I pulled her towards me and placed my finger over her lips and said ʺMa please

donʹt ask any questions. I will tell you as soon as we go there.ʺ ʺOk honey,ʺ she

smiled and quickly went to her room. I could see the excitement in her eyes as

she has sensed that something interesting was going to happen.

Next day late in the evening we reached there. I had already made the bookings

in a very good hotel. I had booked the room in our name as husband and wife.

My mom did looked older than me but she was too young to be labelled as a

lady to be my mother. We were both too tired after a journey of more than

twenty four hours. We took a quick shower and ordered our dinner. After a

while the dinner was served in our room. We ate our dinner and went to bed as

we needed to sleep very badly as we could not sleep in the train. It was one of

the rare nights when we did not have sex.

Next day morning I told her ʺMa get ready we have to go to a local marriage

registrar office, we are getting married.ʺ

ʺWhat? Are we going to marry each other?ʺ

ʺOh cʹmon ma we are already living like a husband and wife.ʺ

I came near her and pulled her towards me and whispered in her ears ʺDonʹt

you want a baby?ʺ

ʺOh Mohan I will do anything for thatʺ as she hugged me tightly.

ʺThen letʹs go.ʺ I said and she started to change her clothes.

That day we got married, her name was registered as Sagita while I retained

my original name. All the witnesses were paid by me (everything was prearranged).

For the first time that night we slept in each others arms officially as

husband and wife. After having sex, my mom put her arms around me, buried

her head against my chest trying to find a comfortable position to sleep that

way. Finally she settled in my arms totally giving up herself to me. I had never

seen my mom so happy. She looked satisfied and ansured. We stayed in the

hotel for two weeks enjoying our honeymoon. Since we were a married couple

now, we were enjoying sex without slightest of guilt freely exploring each

others bodies. My mom was more at ease and sometimes she herself demanded

sex. We hardly went for any sight seeing as more of our energies were devoted

for only three things sex,sex and sex.

We had time of our life in that place. But that time was coming to an end. The

day before we left for our home I told my mom ʺMa tomorrow we will return to

our place.ʺ 

ʺOh Mohan, can we not stay here for a few more days? Itʹs so wonderful here.ʺ

ʺMa our honeymoon is over. We need to do more important things.ʺ

ʺLike what?ʺ she asked.

ʺI will apply for your passport with my name in it as your husband, and my

passport I will surrender to include our name as my wife.ʺ I already had a

passport but mom did not have any.

ʺOk, but what for? And donʹt tell me donʹt ask. I want to know it.ʺ She was

determined to know what my plan was.

ʺMa for last two months I am trying for a job in a European country. I want to

take you there as my wife and then..ʺ I stopped.

ʺThen what?ʺ she asked.

I pulled her in my arms and hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear ʺThen

ma I will make you pregnant. We will have our own babhies. We will have our

own family ma.ʺ

ʺOh Mohanʺ She was excited by the mention of babhies and she kissed me.

ʺMohan I just canʹt wait to have your baby inside me. I wish to go to a doctor

right now and remove that IUD.ʺ

ʺNo mom not now. Wait till I get a job.ʺ

ʺOh Mohan I canʹt.ʺ as she buried herself against my chest. The next morning

we left for our home.

I reported back to my office but my mind was not really with my body. A few

anxious days passed and suddenly I received a call from an agent. He had

offered me a job in a European country on a long term basis. I asked him to fax

me an offer letter which he promptly did. The offer was not really attractive but

the ʺlong termʺ period was what mattered to me. He was also providing visa

and air tickets for both of us besides arraging a family accommodation for me

and my ʺfamilyʺ. The agent told me that I must start after three weeks not more

than that. I promptly accepted the offer I was excited but I did not show it on

my face. I went home and broke the good news to my mom. She just jumped

into my arms.

ʺMohan I donʹt want this evil IUD inside me anymore. It wonʹt allow me to

become pregnant.ʺ

ʺLetʹs go ma, letʹs go and get it removed.ʺ

ʺOh yesssʺ she yelled and ran towards her room to get ready.

She was back in a flash. I never saw her get ready so quickly. The lust for a baby

was the driving force behind her now. We went to a clinic and got the ʺevilʺ

IUD removed. It did pain her a little because of some bleeding. The doctor

advised her not to have sex for at least three weeks. I was sitting outside

because I feared somebody familiar may turn out inside the treatment room.

While on our way back home mom told me she was upset that we will have to

wait for three weeks before trying for our baby.

ʺItʹs ok ma. Donʹt get upset.ʺ I consoled her.

That night we slept together without indulging in sex. But it was difficult for me

as my beautiful mom sleeping next to me saying ʺtake meʺ without saying

anything was having a devastating effect on my dick. My mom was giggling

looking at the bulge in my shorts.

ʺOh honey believe me ma is more eagar to take you ʺinʺ than you are eagar to

enter her.ʺ She hugged me and kissed me.

ʺOk Mohan we must sleep now there is no other option than to wait.ʺ

Next day I resigned from my job and gave just less than a three weeks notice. At

home mom was busy packing the things to be carried to Europe. I was also

busy settling utility bills etc. Soon the day arrived when we had to leave. It was

hard on my mom to leave her house. She was happy on one hand and sad on

the other.

We reached the airport in the night. A driver with a placard of my name had

come to pick me up. He dropped us to our house and told me that he will pick

me up the next morning to drop me to the office for the first day but then after I

have to go by bus or arrange my own transport. We both explored our house, it

was a two bedroom fully furnished house with a very big living room, a

medium size kitchen. One bathroom with tub was attached to the master

bedroom and one bathroom with a shower was not attached to any particular

room. There was also a small garden in front of our house. We had already had

a good dinner in the flight and were tired because of the long journey so we

decided to just sleep. Off course in each others arms!

The next day the driver picked me up as promised and dropped me to the

office. I was introduced to the different people and the day just went by without

any significant work. Also the people were in a holiday mood as it was a

Friday. I took a bus and got down to the nearest bus stop from my house. I

quickly walked towards it and rang the bell. My mom opened the door and

kissed me.

As I was removing my shoes she said ʺWait honey do not change we must go to

the supermarket to buy all the household stuffʺ

ʺOh yes maʺ

We went to a local supermarket to buy all the household stuff, vegetables, rice,

oil, bread, milk etc. We also brought some ice creams and wines. Then we went

to a local restaurant and had our dinner. That night mom did not allow me to

have sex with her as she said three weeks are not yet completed. I had to sleep

one more night without sex. Next day morning when I was leaving for office

she came near me, kissed me and said

ʺBe on time baby. We are going to ʺplayʺ today.ʺ

ʺOh ma really? Are those three weeks over?ʺ

She put her arms around my neck and rested her breast against me and said

ʺYes baby and today is our ʺtest matchʺ ʺ

ʺI hope we both win ma.ʺ

I kissed her and left for the office.

The day in the office was restless for me as I had a different agenda in my mind.

Those eight hours seemed like ages for me. After getting down from the bus I

raced towards our home and rang the door bell.

The door was quickly opened by my mom, she was waiting for me. She was

wearing a light make up. She had let loose her beautiful dark hair, which were

reaching right up to her bottom. She was wearing a beautiful pink nightgown.

The nightgown was sleeveless and it reached just below her knees. It was thin

enough for me to see that she was not wearing her bra. But she was wearing her

black painty. Because of her see through dress I could see her almost naked. My

mom welcoming me almost naked in the door had a telling effect on my dick.

She directly came into my arms put her arms around my neck as I put my

hands on her bottom and pulled her towards me. She rested her soft voluptuous

breasts against my chest. I kissed her gently and she responded by kissing me

back and then again she kissed me but this time she slowly slipped her tongue

inside my mouth. She was passionately moving her tongue all over my tongue

and sucking our combined juices. She was moving her hands over my back

restlessly and I had grabbed her bottom with my hands and I was pulling her

towards my dick.

ʺMohan letʹs playʺ

Whenever she needed sex she would say ʺletʹs playʺ

ʺOh dear we have completed the three weeks period,ʺ she whispered in my ear.

ʺOh maaaʺ I hugged her tightly as she buried her head in my chest.

ʺMohan I canʹt wait.ʺ

I shut the main door and lifted her in my arms. She put her arms around my

neck and was looking lovingly in my eyes. I took her in to the bedroom and

placed her on the bed. I quickly removed my shoes and undressed myself. Now

I was only in my underwear with some part of my dick standing out of it. I

mounted myself on top of my beautiful mother. She put her arms around my

neck and gently kissed me. Then she moved her palms over my chest and over

my shoulders.

ʺOh Mohan you are grown up into such a handsome and strong manʺ

ʺThatʹs because I took up your body structure ma.ʺ I said.

ʺOh dear you are a dream come true for any woman.ʺ

ʺOh ma you are so beautiful, you are made just for meʺ

ʺI always dreamt sleeping with a handsome and strong man like you.ʺ And she

suddenly pulled me over her and kissed me passionately.

ʺOh Mohan make love to me Mohan come inside me.ʺ

ʺFill me with your baby seeds and make your ma pregnant. I want a baby just

like you.ʺ

I kissed her gently and moved myself towards her belly. I kissed her naval to

which she responded by twisting and moaning. She grabbed her gown near her

knees, lifted her bottom a little and in a swift move pulled it over her head. I

was kissing her belly around her naval and she was moaning with pleasure. She

was caressing her pussy by moving her fingers over her underwear. I started

moving down in between her legs. I finally kissed her pussy through her

underwear.

ʺSssssssuuuh Mohaaaaaanʺ

ʺOhhhh Mohaaan donʹt do that,ʺ and she closed her legs.

We never had oral sex, so although she enjoyed that kiss she still was reluctant

to go for it. I continued to pursue her by kissing inside of her thighs and going

as near as possible to her pussy.

ʺOhhh Mohan please donʹt do that I am uncomfortable with thatʺ

ʺMa please let me kiss it.ʺ

ʺNo Mohan please donʹt.ʺ she was not relenting.

I stopped parting her legs and moved towards her face and rubbed my nose

with her nose.

ʺMa just one kiss please,ʺ I gently kissed her and whispered in her ear.

ʺOk, but just one,ʺ she blushed.

I moved down towards her pussy, I pulled her underwear she responded by

slightly lifting her bottom offering me to slide her underwear and make her

naked. I removed her underwear and threw it on the floor. She had folded her

legs close to each other. I slowly parted them. I was having a very close look at

her pussy, my birth place. We were having sex for months now but I had never

seen her pussy so closely. The lips of her pussy were slightly parted and I could

barely see them through her thick pubic hair. I moved my face between her legs

kissing inside of her thighs and moving towards her pussy. She was moaning

and twisting as I approached the orifice between her legs. I then gently kissed

her moist pussy lips. My mom moaned in ecstasy arching her back and lifting

her pubic area. The musky scent from her pubic area was driving me crazy. I

slipped my tongue inside her pussy lips in an attempt to kiss them just as I used

to kiss her mouth. She quickly pushed my head back and crossed her legs

denying me that chance.

ʺNo Mohan please donʹt do thatʺ

ʺMa I know you liked itʺ

ʺNo son, please donʹtʺ and she grabbed my hair and pulled me towards her.

ʺMohan make love to me, make me pregnantʺ as she moved her fingers through

my hair.

I rested my body over hers completely. Her beautiful soft breasts were now

pressed against my chest, our face very close to each other. She was

continuously moving her fingers through my hair. She then pulled me towards

her and locked her lips with mine. She slipped her tongue inside my mouth and

started sucking my tongue frantically. Moaning, turning and twisting, she was

now filled with lust. Lust, to have my dick inside her pussy! She was raising her

pussy and pushing it against my belly. As she was doing this, she parted her

legs. This was her signal for me to ʺget inʺ. I moved myself a little up so as to

facilitate my dick to have proper access to her pussy. I placed my dick between

her moist pussy lips and pushed it gently inside it.

ʺSssssshhhhhhʺ she moaned as my dick started to penetrate her.

I kept on moving my dick, she was already wet, may be all the day she was

waiting for this moment. She parted her legs further offering me an easy access

to her womanhood. Her eyes were closed and she had clasped the bed sheet

with her hands, her lips were also closed tightly. I moved close to her and put

my hands behind her shoulders around her back. Our bodies were now

pressing hard against each other. My dick was moving in and out of her pussy.

She was trying to widen her legs to stretch her pussy to get me deep inside her.

Her pussy was wet and silky smooth, it was giving my dick enormous pleasure.

With my every stroke her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. Her pussy was

now leaking and our love juices were flowing out of it. I could feel them as my

balls were getting wet with my every forward thrust. She was moaning with

pleasure. She was trying to part her legs wide again and again but could not

part them any further as they were already parted to the limit. Surely this was a

sign for me go deep inside her body.

ʺUmmmhhhh Mohan my baby thatʹs so goooooodʺ

ʺOhhhhh maaaaa you are so silky smoooooth,ʺ my dick was now immersed in

her totally wet pussy.

ʺSsssshhhh Ahhhhh Mohaaaan ssssshhhh ahhhhhʺ

ʺohhh maaaaʺ

ʺAhhhhhh Mohaaaan faster Mohan fasterʺ

I started to pump her pussy as fast as I could, she was holding me as tight as

she could and was moaning continuously with pleasure. We were both

breathing heavily, our hearts were beating fanatically. She was lifting her

bottom with my every forward push and offering her pussy to me. Our bodies

were pressing hard against each other. Her breasts were now smothered by my

chest. We were cliging to each other. Our combined love juices were now

freely flowing out of her pussy. It was now very hard for me to hold on any

longer she was also now nearing her peak.

ʺUgggghhhh Mohaaan meri chooooot (my pussy)ʺ