Divine And Erotic Coupling Between Son And Mother
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My sexual relations with my mother started when I was eighteen and she was 37. Dad was a simple Government servant whose appetite for sex was minimal. He fucked mom maybe once a month and that too was a ritual. I did not know any of this until one day when I was 18, I was lying on my back on the bed and masturbating, when mom suddenly walked in. Let me describe all three members of my family here.
My father as I said was a government clerk and he was about 5’7″ in height and slightly on the darker side. He was thin but has a potbelly. He was very unattractive as a male.
Mother, on the other hand, was extremely fair, was slim, and was 5’7″ in height, which makes her tall by female standards. Her figure was perfect and like those of a college girl. She had long hair. She used to work before marriage but after marriage, she had stayed at home. I was about 5’10” and well-built and much fairer than dad but not as fair as mom.
I was very interested in sex but was a virgin in the sense that I have never fucked a girl. And I masturbated several times daily. My father’s name is Rajashekar, my mother’s name is Jyoti and my name is Ravish.
Mother and father did not talk much between themselves. Father would sometimes mumble something and mother always snapped back.
Her hard face was seen only when she was talking to father. Otherwise, she was a very happy woman, smiling and laughing all the time. All this, and the attraction of a young virile boy like me, to a sexually attractive woman like my mother, also made me dislike my father intensely for no reason. I felt he was a silly old buffoon.
Well, I have always had this suspicion that mother liked sex a lot and it was the denial of proper sex that led her to be contemptuous of father. I have also seen her looking wistfully at some masculine young men in the colony from our window. I do not know if she thought of me as a masculine young man or was I just a son for her?
For me, beauty or not, she was just my mother – at least till now. But now, I was beginning to wonder. Does being a mother prevent her from being a sexy woman? I who always masturbated watching porn or imagining girls slowly started thinking of my mother as a person who can also satisfy my lust for sex while masturbating.
Slowly as days passed, my mother became my only fantasy object while I masturbated. I did all sorts of conceivable and inconceivable things to her body in my imagination. This also changed the way I looked at her and often she caught me staring at her breasts or the white patch of belly between her saree and her blouse.
Sometimes she cleared her throat to divert my attention and when I looked up at her eyes, she smiled and walked away. This has happened many times.
It was after one such staring session that I went to my room and started masturbating urgently. I was imagining licking my mother’s belly while I slowly rolled my cockhead with my thumb and a finger. That was when mother suddenly walked in.
I had no idea why she came in and I was stunned. It was a Sunday just after lunch and father had gone to his bedroom for his afternoon siesta. After clearing up, mother had also gone into the bedroom. I assumed she will rest for a few hours as she always does on Sundays after lunch. It was with the confidence that I will be alone, that I took off my shorts, lay back on my bed nude, and started playing with myself.
My door was closed but not latched and the air conditioner was on. In fact, our house was a Government quarter on the ground floor, and my room had a balcony, from where you could leave the house and re-enter from the main door.
I jumped off the bed and scrambled to find my discarded shorts and finally found it on the floor. I pulled it on, but all this took over a minute and all the time my rock hard cock was fully visible to my mother who was standing and staring at it without blinking. She was also as stunned as I was. But I am sure that this was the moment when she too started thinking about me as a sexy young man in addition to being a son.
I must say here that my mother was not a great one for morality and ethics and things. She goes and does what she finds interesting and pleases her, without paying much attention to the morality of it.
I had understood this when I once saw her lifting a small brass figurine from the table of one of her friends’ house and sliding it into her blouse when no one was looking. Later she placed it in her bedroom. When I asked about it, she replied that she had bought it from the weekly market.
Such being the case, it was natural that once the thought of a healthy sexy youth in her own house occurred to her, it would just be a matter of time before she used the man to satisfy her lust, and lie to her husband if it came to that. Honestly, I was not much of a moralist either and was like her.
We never talked about it afterward, but I continued my staring at her and when I later looked up at her eyes, I noticed that she looked serious too. Once or twice, she smiled.
Father never went out except for work. He did not go on tours or stay out late. He was always there.
Two weeks passed with me staring at her and masturbating and she smiling at me. It was another Sunday afternoon. I was in my room doing what I always did, and like that day, mother suddenly walked in. This time, I was prepared. I kept lying on my back, continuing to rub my cock while looking at her in the eye. She stood there for some time watching me. Then deliberately she turned, bolted my door and came and sat near me.
“Do you like me, Ravish? As a woman I mean?”, she asked softly.
“You know the answer, don’t you mother? And I know you like me too as a man. Yes or no?” I asked.
She just sighed. “I need not have Ravish if that bastard of your father had given me what I need. I am a woman and we have our physical needs. You may not know from the way we hide behind religion and culture that many of us get what we want irrespective of where from or how it comes”.
She lay down beside me, with one leg folded at the knee and both of us staring at the ceiling. I continued to masturbate. She touched my hand and held it. “Stop it, son. There is no need to do that”, she said. And she took my hand away from my cock and guided it inside her saree from below, placing it on her warm wet hairy cunt. It appeared the most natural thing to me though it was the first time ever that I was touching a woman so intimately.
“Your father does not sleep much, Ravish. I took a risk coming here at this time. But he is so lazy and stupid that even if he wakes up, he will think I am doing some household work and never think of looking for me here. Also, I have bolted the door. Still, just in case he comes and knocks, I will leave by the balcony and ring the main doorbell. You wait for a minute or two and go to the door sleepy-eyed, and open it.”
“Well well, mom, you have this really well planned, don’t you?” I asked in surprise that she must have put in so much thought. That means she really had this whole thing worked out, and I better leave myself in her sexy hands.
“I always plan thoroughly, beta”, she replied.
I started fingering her cunt in earnest. It was wet and slippery and warm. It was my first experience. I found her cunt hole by instinct. Yes, I knew I came to this world eighteen years ago through this hole and that it had a special significance for me and me alone. I really had not known what to expect but I did not know that it would be so small. I understand a cock going inside it, but imagine a baby coming of that? Amazing!
“Wait”, she said and stood up. She took off her saree and her petticoat. Then she unhooked her blouse. She had no underthings on. She was nude underneath. My God! I was watching live porn in 3D-4D-5D, with all my senses. Eyes looking at her gorgeous body, nose taking in the smell of her sex, fingers feeling her wet silky tunnel of love.
Then she lay down beside me again, took my face in her hands and started kissing my mouth passionately. Our tongues wrestled with each other. She was an expert at this. Slowly, she lowered her small hands to my cock and grabbed the cockhead, “Ooh, Ravish, I never thought this would be so beautiful, beta. Do you realize you are sexually pleasuring your mother’s body? Imagine that. Your own mother. Imagine. It will make our pleasure multiply”.
I started licking her nipples. She had pert breasts, like that of a college girl. Honey brown nipples and milky white skin. I moved down and licked her deep navel. She caught me by my hair and pushed me lower humping her cunt on to my face. I smelt her deeply and then started licking it. It smelt and tasted divine and far better than anything I had ever imagined.
Soon she dragged me up and held my cock and guided it into her cunt. It was a tight fit and it slipped in fully. “Aaahhhhhh!” she moaned, “I have never ever been so fully filled. Come on, Ravish, pull it out halfway and put it in again, and keep doing it”.
She grabbed my buttocks and kissed my mouth again. I slowly started fucking my mother. We both were in another world altogether. There was nothing else in the universe but her cunt and my cock. A son and his mother engaged in divine yet wicked coupling.
We had no control over ourselves. Eventually, she shuddered like a leaf and her face turned red. She kept moaning, “My son, my dear dear son”. I continued pumping. A minute later she again shuddered uncontrollably and became redder in the face, her mouth slightly open, breathing faster.
I did not know when and how it happened, but suddenly I shot a huge huge load of semen deep inside her womb. We did not even think of protection, but knowing that she had planned this, she must have planned this too.
My cock twitched eight to ten times and I emptied myself fully inside her. I let my cock soak in her cunt for a minute or so and then pulled it out. I kissed her passionately.
“That was a mindblowing experience mom, thank you,” I said.
“Thank you too, beta. Let us make this a habit. We deserve each other. Our bodies deserve to be pleasured by each other. Let us do this every Sunday afternoon and also whenever possible. Do not worry too much about your father. I will leave you now, son. You must be tired. Sleep well for some time. See you in the evening”, she said and standing up.
Mom wore her petticoat and blouse, wrapped her saree around her, adjusted her hair and slowly tiptoed to the door and opened it. Soon, I could hear vessels clattering in the kitchen. I slept peacefully like a baby. Since that day, we were regulars every Sunday.
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