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Incest, Genetic Sexual Attraction
Chapter 1
It was a Sunday early morning, hearing loud noises from the Hostel corridor, I came out of my room and learnt to my shock and surprise our classmate Mohan was found dead in his room, obviously committed suicide. An empty arsenic bottle and a suicide note found besides the bed.

He hails from a wealthy rich landlord family, the only son of his parents and doing well in studies. He married six months earlier Madhusmita. No one could imagine the reasons for his suicide. The Warden informed the Police and the body was sent for Postmortem.

His parents arrived the following morning from their native place. His father accompanied by the Warden and our friends went to the hospital to complete the formalities and take his son’s body to their native village.

Being Mohan’s closest friend I stayed back to take care of grieving mother, Padma and took her to the University Guesthouse. She was obviously exhausted and tired. I requested her to take bath and she went to the bathroom. In the meantime, I brought breakfast and coffee in a thermos for both of us from hostel Mess.

She was looking refreshed and better after having bath and changed into a fresh chiffon sari.
I said, ‘Amma, you must be starving since yesterday, have some breakfast’
She said, ‘No Shiva, I am not hungry. Please go ahead and have your breakfast’
I said, ‘Let us have some coffee at least.’ On my insistence, she sipped a cup of coffee.
I told her if she wanted to take some rest, I would leave her alone.
She said, ‘don’t leave me alone. Please stay with me’

I was sitting on the sofa and could see both her back and front standing in front of full-length mirror. I could see in the mirror, her huge voluminous bouncing breasts hung heavily from her chest moving as she lifted both her hands to remove her hairpins and loosen hair. Her long thick luxurious lustrous thick wavy oily smooth silky soft shining hair cascaded down reaching mid thighs. She raised her hands, inserted fingers into hair, lifted up and flaunted her hair to loosen further. She combed slowly and carefully with wide toothed comb to disentangle her hair starting from the end portion and gradually moving up with a wide toothed comb. She combed hair backwards from forehead, parted her hair perfectly and neatly in the middle. She put in two equal parts in the front over both the shoulders and combed uniformly thick voluminous long thick hair until the perfectly trimmed ends. It was a time a consuming task and took long time to disentangle and comb her thick voluminous hair. I was captivated and fascinated watching her comb oily long uniformly thick jet-black luxurious lustrous voluminous smooth shining silky wavy hair. She tossed her hair back and combed downwards spreading wide covering her entire back reaching mid thighs. I wished and wanted to comb her long hair but restrained to volunteer. It was a visual feast to me watching her back and her image in the mirror admiring and appreciating the fluid moments of her huge heavy firm bouncing breasts, curvaceous lean taut hourglass body and the fluid movements of her beautiful hands while she was combing her hair. She arranged the hair with deft hands such that hair covering her ears and left loose till the hem of the wide deep low cut blouse and skillfully arranged by making loops with hands into a neat loose big beautiful bun without hair pins resting on her back.

I watched the moments of her beautiful loose big hair bun movements, her curvaceous body draped in a flowing thin transparent chiffon plain sari with simple plain border with pleats tucked neatly much below the deep navel, the pallu open along her shoulder as well as arm highlighting her top heavy breasts and hour glass figure. Her lacy bra, the shape and contours of her top-heavy big extra-large huge firm swinging bouncing breasts, proportionately large areola and long nipples were visible through her thin matching color blouse in the mirror. Her breasts looked from the side view like mountains.

At that moment, I remembered her beautiful exuberant smiling happy and joyous sexy sizzling image exuding and flaunting her beauty during her son’s wedding. She was wearing rich pure silk gold Zari border Kancheepuram saris low hip. She was wearing elaborate heavy gold and diamond jewelry adorned from head to toe, showing off her beautiful curvaceous hour glass sexy sizzling sensuous body. She has wide expressive kajal lined large eyes, top heavy extra-large big bouncing conical huge firm voluminous provocatively swinging mountainous breasts extending out of lean frame, thin taut lean midriff, and her jasmine flower threads adorned thick silky mid-thigh length long braid. I recalled the indulgent flirting conversations, mutual vibes we had, her bewitchingly beautiful and inviting smiles, her deep husky sexy voice, her invigorative intoxicating body aroma, the unmistakable infatuation, mutual fatal attraction and love at first sight, and desire to spend time together. I felt bit surprised at myself having such thoughts about her at that juncture. I looked into her eyes with love, compassion and empathy.

She sat on the sofa, adjusting her sari pleats and pallu neatly. She was calm but her large sorrowful expressive eyes showing the grief.

She asked ‘when did it really happen?’

Even before I replied, she started crying tears rolling down continuously on her cheeks making her sari wet.

I said, ‘I can understand the agony you must be going through ever since you heard the news. I am so sorry to know the sad incident. I have so many fond memories of him hanging out and but most of all we’ll remember the beautiful days we spent. I talked about some memories and the good times I shared with her son. I said, ‘he was my closest friend in the college and I miss him very much.’

She was crying and said, ‘He is a nice man. He told me that you are his best friend. Did he not share even with you any of his thoughts or feelings that led him to take such a drastic decision to end his life’?

I said, “No, had I known the reasons I would have helped him in whatever the way I can. He did not tell me about his problems. It is a mystery to me and I cannot see any problems which could not have been solved.’

She was restless and continuously crying. She got up from the sofa walked to the window looking out. I went near her standing beside her.

She said, ‘I wish he could have told me, shared his thoughts and feelings, his problems, inhibitions and fears to me, confessed to me whatever his problems were. I could have helped him, comforted him, and counseled him to overcome and solve his problems whatever they were. I brought him up with so much love and care and provided everything he wanted. He has everything, property, money, social status, good education and so much life ahead to enjoy with his beautiful wife. What more a young man wants from life?

’Shiva, ‘Did he have any issues academically or otherwise,’ she asked.

I said, ‘No, Amma, no issues I am aware of, actually he was good in academics. I agree with you that he should have told you about his problems. Who can understand a son better than his own loving and giving mother?’

It seems my statement triggered agony and she continued to cry, tears rolling down her cheeks, she said, ‘who else can understand him better than me? I should have helped him, but I wonder how I could have helped him, unless he tells me. why did he not come to me?’

Not knowing and not having any clue how to console a grieving and mourning mother, to comfort and console her, placed my hand on her shoulders and wiped tears from her cheeks. She leaned on to my chest. I hugged her and put my hand on her head stroking to soothe her and to show empathy as a gesture of sharing her agony and thought ‘let her cry out.’

I stroked with my fingers running through her silky thick oily hair on both sides of head, and at the back of head. She hugged me tightly, an intimate hug, her hands encircling, enveloping and reaching fully around me. The grasp was soft and gentle yet firm. My fingers slipped into her huge big hair bun and caressed her silky hair and nape affectionately hoping that my gesture would comfort and temporarily relieve her tension.

I removed her hairpins one by one, loosened and unfastened loops of her hair bun. Her beautiful black, long, lustrous, luxurious, oily, soft, silky, shining, smooth, thick, voluminous, and wavy hair cascaded down like a waterfall, spread wide and covered her entire back reaching mid thighs. I ran my fingers through her thick silky hair from top downwards along the length of her hair affectionately feeling the oily silky smooth texture and softness. Running my fingers to loosen her hair and feeling her beautiful silky smooth long hair, aphrodisiac erotic smell of her distinct body aroma and her breasts pressing against mine sent electric waves though me.

“Her huge heavy breasts hung from chest before her, offering me a different view of them. They were not the spheres they normally seemed. Suspended from her chest, they were more like slightly elliptical inverted domes, capped with the jutting of her big, hard nipples and their surrounding abundant areolas. The sight of them made me want to hold them in my hands, as if to weigh her big heavy voluminous, full, fleshy and bouncing breasts. The slope of one breast seen from the side in profile was triangular shape with a circular base, from which her large long extended nipple projected. Her soft breasts flattened between us as she embraced me tightly. I loved the feel of their buoyant fullness and their satin smooth touch; the inward curving slopes of her breasts, which felt like the sweep of satin.

I continued running my fingers through thick strands of her oily smooth wavy hair, while she was hugging me tightly, an intimate whole body touching hug. I cuddled her tightly, closely and intimately, watching her back fully covered with her beautiful thigh-length hair, cupped her big arse cheeks with my hands pressing and squeezing.

I have always been an ardent admirer and compulsive incurable romantic lover of longhaired beautiful women since childhood irrespective of their age – preteen, teenage, young, middle aged or old, of their marital status- virgin, unmarried, married, widowed or divorced, of their structure – lean, curvaceous, fat or obese, of their breasts and bottom size, of their height -tall or short. Seeing a woman with thick, black, full or half-grey colored or salt and pepper or white, straight, smooth, curly, or wavy long hair – hip length, thigh length, knee length or ankle length is a hobby, fetish, pleasure, obsession and Aphrodite to me. I invariably observe keenly to appreciate the length, the thickness, the texture, the luxurious volume, the silky shine and smoothness, the swing, style of hair dressing = loose, pony tail, single or double braid, loose or tight bun, braided bun and every minute detail of women’s longhair with desire.

It is an obsession, fetish and pleasure for me to follow women and keenly observe closely on the street to watch, admire and appreciate beautiful women with swinging hips and long hair arranged in a braid, bun, pony tail or left loose, irrespective of their age, height, color, fat or thin, obese or lean and skinny. I invariably want to fuck them.

Padmavathy’s hair is extraordinarily beautiful, mid=thigh length long, lustrous, uniformly thick, voluminous, oily smooth, silky and shining. I was enjoying the feel of her oily sexy longhair immensely. She did not object and did not pull herself away from me. Gradually her crying reduced to sobs. We were in an intimate and tight embrace. The hugging mutually became more alluring, engaging, engrossing, encompassing, involving, indulging, intimate, intense, inciting, invoking, invigorative, seeking and feeling each other’s body. My fingers ran through her thick oily thigh length hair from head to the perfectly trimmed ends. Her hair was uniformly thick and voluminous until the ends reaching thighs, a rare phenomenon. Her extra-large voluptuous heavy huge soft hanging pendulous mountainous and conical breasts were pressing against my chest. Every part of her whole body was closely touching mine electrifying my nerves. We were completely entangled, entwined, encircled, enjoined and enveloped in each other’s arms, as if our two bodies were trying to unite and become one. I could smell her distinctive erotic feminine body aroma. The effect was a sudden fullness in my cock and its unwitting rise, touching her mound. Her pressure against me did have the effect of pushing her breasts against her open neckline of her deep low cut blouse giving me a delightful exposure. My fully painfully erect, rigid, turgid, throbbing and pulsating cock was pressing her mound straining thorough my lungi. I felt awkward, since I was not wearing underwear. My blood ran faster in my veins into my cock. I hugged her more closely and tightly moving my cock forward and pressing against her mound while cupping and pressing her arse cheeks with my hands towards me.

I could sense that she was obviously excited in our intimate indulging and tight erotic embrace. She did not try to wriggle out or move away as expected, instead she moved forward even more closely pressing herself, her whole body touching mine indicating her eagerness. I could feel the heat and pressure of her soft body and saw her backside pushing forward and her heavy breasts pressing against me in the front intentionally. Our arms were encircling each other tightly. I could hear her breathe heavily, feel her heart beat faster, and smell her invigorative distinct erotic exciting exotic enticing body aroma. I looked at her back. She was undoubtedly thrusting herself against me gyrating and rubbing her mound against my hard cock. I cupped her soft big inverted pot shaped round fat soft arse cheeks with my hands pressing, squeezing and pushing further towards me, while my hard cock pressing hard against her mound.

I pressed my painfully erect hard cock against her mound like I was already deep inside her. She was being overwhelmed by the speed and force with which I was grinding against her mound and she was visibly excited and groaning.

Her hands were gripping tightly and fingernails were digging into my back. The softness of her thick long silky hair touching my hands further aroused my basic instinct, banal, carnal, irresistible and uncontrollable physical desire. My hands pressing her soft hips travelled slowly and gently upwards on her back.

Her sari pallu already dropped to the floor. I ran my hand upwards, touched her shoulder with the tips of my fingers, placed my hands on the back of her shoulders, and stroked them downward with a bit more force. I also ran one finger along her shoulder. I used both my hands to push firmly into the area above her shoulder blades kneading out some of the tension in her body. Her hands were on my back gripping and digging.

I took her beautiful face in my hands, stroked her cheek, her ear, chin, and the side of her face along the jaw line with my fingers. I stroked the back of her head, slowly massaged her scalp, running fingers through her thick hair, brushed the strands of hair away from her eyes as I made eye contact, leading her to want something more. I liked the feel of stroking her oily long thick luxurious lustrous smooth shining silky jet-black hair. I tucked some strands of her hair behind her both ears to give her ears an extra caress.

Padma felt my callused hands, and the sinewy muscles leading up to broad shoulders. When Padma inhaled my rich spicy scent singed her senses and slid over her bare skin like a powerful aphrodisiac.

I cupped her face in my hands gently with love, desire and empathy. I wanted to love, comfort, possess, own and devour her. It was an uncontrollable and irresistible intense desire. I could see in her wide expressive eyes pleading desire to be taken, to be owned, to become united, to be filled, an unmistakable urgent need. Her large expressive eyes wide open looking into my eyes were inviting me. Impulsively, I kissed on her forehead, eyes, eyelids and cheeks. She was moving her face conveniently to receive as I kissed, licked, and nibbled lovingly, delicately, slowly and passionately all over her neck, cheeks and face. I licked and nibbled at her earlobes while my fingers caressed at the back of earlobes. I kissed her earlobes, the sides of her ear, and the area behind her ears gently.

I stroked her ears as I continued to kiss and also brushed my lips along and behind her ears and nibbled her earlobes taking into my mouth. I lovingly stroked the sides of her neck while kissing, tossed her hair back so I can caress her neck a bit more by running the sides of my fingers up and down her neck down to the base of her shoulder and all the way up to her earlobe. She was enthusiastically accepting and receiving and my sensuous loving licking kisses moving and turning her face closely and conveniently to receive as I kissed each inch of her fore head, on her eyes, cheeks, chin, neck, shoulders and all over her face. I ran a finger on her juicy soft thick lips and gave her a soft kiss, paused to caress her lips by holding the kiss for a few seconds, ran tip of my tongue on her thick full beautiful pouting wet juicy soft-top and bottom lips. Finally, I ran my tongue between her wet juicy thick pouting inviting lips forcing her mouth to open.

Her mouth opened fully inviting and taking as my tongue slipped into hers, exploring her mouth, touching her inner cheeks, her tongue and deep into her throat. Her arms snaked around me tightly and our tongues caressed each other. She took my lower lip into her mouth and started sucking, chewing and biting digging her teeth, all the time pressing her against me. She sucked and chewed on my lower lip for a long time. In turn, I took her lower and upper lip one after another alternatively chewing and sucking them gently.

Our bodies were touching each other and hearts beating faster, blood running through veins faster and faster at high speed. Our tongues entwined, exploring and sucking each other alternatively. Her tongue attacked my mouth, probing my tongue, teeth and gums. We kissed on for long time, with small gaps for taking breath. Her long fingernails were digging on my back. I can smell her body aroma. An exotic body odor I never smelled before such a passion and sweetness. It was if we both want to drink nectar from each other’s mouth. Her hands were around me encircling and clutching tightly. We kissed unmindful of the circumstances for a long time taking turns.

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The long kissing was not enough for both of us and we want to have more of each other. The kissing and cuddling ignited fire in both of us, our hearts beating faster pumping blood into each every minuscule part of the body and mind. The mutual desire is mounting to unbearable and uncontrollable heights.

The intimate, involving, indulging embrace, cuddling and sucking kiss relieved her pain and agony but her mind, soul and body seeking more involved togetherness. My overpowering maleness made her submit herself to me. Her whole body was aching with irresistible, unbearable and uncontrollable desire to be fucked. She became aroused and excited beyond control, the blood running fast, her nerves electrified and tensed, her pulse rate and breathing quickened. Her heavy huge breasts became heavier and swollen, areola expanded and enlarged. Her nipples became stiff, hard and jutting to come out of the bra and blouse straining at seams. Her clit engorged and stiff, and her soft cunt lips enlarged and opened as flower petals. Cunt juice from her pussy was overflowing and running down between her thighs. She could not think of anything else except that her hungry burning insatiable desire is quenched. She was like a simmering volcano with hot lava ready to explode. A throbbing from her pelvis overwhelmed her body. She could not bear the urge. She wants my cock inside her cunt. She wants to be fucked.

There was no need for words. The intimate embrace, kissing and togetherness, silent unspoken psychological, emotional need and uncontrollable physical desire well communicated through her eyes and body response beyond any doubt prompted my thoughts that she needs thorough fucking.

I lifted her by slipping a hand under her arm and around her back, leaned over her placed my other arm behind her knees and scooped her up into my arms. She put her hands around my neck holding on to me, buried her face on my shoulder and groaned. I carried her to the bed room illuminated by soft sunlight diffused through white curtains and lowered her on to the white bed sheet that covered the bed.

Padma lay down on the edge of the bed, her feet touching the floor; her hair spread wide on the bed. I could see her flawless blemish less glowing smooth skin, full extra-large voluminous conical mountainous big breasts with large dark areolas and hardened jutting upright erect big nipples, her mound of deep navel, the rise and fall of her abdomen.

Yanking off my shirt and lungi I undressed completely. She was waiting eagerly to submit herself and ready to be taken and fucked. She was obviously fascinated by seeing the size of my erect long thick rigid big pulsating monstrous young and virile cock as I walked towards her flaunting my cock proudly. Her large eyes expressing surprise and eyebrows rose seeing the enormous size of my monstrous cock in pleasant surprise and disbelief. Her surprise is not unexpected to me.

I am well aware of women’s reaction and surprise when they see the size of my nine inch long thick monstrous cock with bigger knob. I knew women love to be thoroughly fucked by big cock. My monstrous gigantic cock is really big in length and thickness, and the knob is even bigger and menacing. The feel of such big cock stretching a woman’s cunt and filling deep to the bottom, rubbing her G-spot makes a woman reach instantaneous orgasm and achieve multiple endless ecstatic continues orgasms while fucking.

Lying back down on the bed, the beauty her partially nude erotic body revealed in the soft diffused light that came through the window curtains. Her extra-large huge breasts had proportionately large conical areolas with big long elongated stiffened nipples that pointed out from the considerable mound of her firm tits. I sat next to her, cupping, stroking and feeling her huge voluminous firm pendulous conical extra-large breasts. I unhooked and removed her blouse and bra as she lifted her hands up willingly to ease them. Her naked heavy breasts were firm; big enlarged areola and engorged nipples were long stiff and jutting out. I bent down to kiss her big mountainous breasts. My hand sipped through below her sari and petticoat feeling her big thunderous thick fleshy soft thighs.

She sat upright on the bed leaning over me so that her breast hangs an inch above my face, offering the jutting nipple, carried her breast to my mouth in the gesture of a nursing mother, the dark engorged jutting long nipple of her breast.

Excited by the arousal she sucked in a tight breath, the scent of her arousal and body language telling me just how needy she was to get fucked.

Leaning over me so her breast hangs an inch above my face, offering the nipple. Suddenly, the entire world is nipple-shaped. It hangs there in space for me to kiss. I sucked it, nuzzling it gently with my teeth. The nipple grew larger and firmer in my mouth. She withdrew it, and replaced it with the other. It, too, swollen to my sucking.

In the movement she made by taking her two hands to bring it towards my moth, a drop of milk appeared at the extremity. I licked it eagerly, seizing that heavy breast in my mouth like a juicy fruit. I suckled in a greedy and regular way. I passed both my arms around her waist and I sucked on with slow sips of her breast milk with a movement of the neck as abreast fed child.

I sucked on her big brown heavy engorged hard and jutting nipple, while stroking the other and squeezing it. I kept on sucking like a hungry baby sucking milk from mother’s breast while her hand was below my head holding it like a feeding mother breastfeeding her baby son. She was like nursing mother, breasts heavy with full of milk, aching painfully and wanted to feed her hungry baby son, to relieve unbearable ache caused by overflowing milk. She wants her breasts to be sucked and emptied. Her mother instinct triggered hormones in her mind and body was responding with uncontrollable need to feed and her breasts to be sucked.

I sucked on her jutting nipple while caressing her breast.
I could feel milk coming out of her breasts. I sucked on more intensely and could taste her milky breast juices till the flow stopped.

Suddenly she said, “That’s enough for this one, take the other now.”

I took the other with docility. She had placed her hands on the back of me, and she was breathing forcefully now. I sucked milk drop by drop coming into my mouth. I was surprised that milky juices coming out from her breasts and happily sucked on.

I could understand her immense uncontrollable desire to breastfeed me. I continued sucking her breast milk juices from both the breasts alternatively. I was surprised that she was having such intense reflexes that her breasts became so big and her nipples grew enormously swollen and oozing out milky juices. She moaned with great relief and pleasure as I sucked on and emptied her breasts.

While I was sucking her milking her juicy breast, she took my rigid long thick erect hard and turgid cock into her hand feeling it, and held it until her hand was full and able to contain only part of its thickness and hardness.It was the first time in her life to see and hold such a big enormous sized cock. Her eyes opened wide with surprise. She felt the cock. It was like a long thick hard iron rod with bigger knob. She was overwhelmed, to hold suck a massive monstrous long thick cock in her hands. She was apprehensive whether she could take all this meaty enormous cock in her cunt and was afraid she could not help but compare in her mind the enormous size of the cock she is holding with that of her husband’s timid small soft lifeless cock. She was holding my cock in her hands stroking, her hands running along the shaft lovingly and bigger pink knob. She took hold of my scrotum, feeling the balls and then her fingers reached the knob of my cock. She was apprehensive whether her cunt can take this monstrous cock and her cunt my get torn and ripped apart. However, she was excited to be fucked by such a massive cock.

She wants my big monstrous cock to open and fill her cunt. She thought it is as big as horse’s cock. Her cunt petals enlarged, clitoris became stiff and hard, and juices were overflowing with excitement and expectation. ‘Shiva, Oh! I cannot wait, Do it. Come into me. I want you inside me,’ she said holding my cock.

I got up, took off her sari and petticoat. She was naked, her thighs spread wide, her beautiful thick wet juicy cunt flower and engorged glittering stiff big clit were inviting. She has beautiful thick cunt lips and long triangle of thick black soft pubic hair.

I was over her between her fat fleshy thighs and my cock entered tightly into her vaginal opening slowly going in deeper and deeper between the clinging lips of the vulva to the bottom.. My cock entered tightly, opening and widening her soft cunt walls as a knife slicing a soft butter slab smoothly, reached her bottom, completely filling her cunt.

When my cock entered her, she gasped, it was the first time in her life she had ever experienced what it was like to feel a cock from the inside her cunt. She never felt that way with her husband’s small timid soft cock. She could feel my cock filling inside her cunt stretching and expanding. My big long thick enormous cock filled her cunt to the bottom and still some length of it is outside her vagina. It was a delicious entry, opening and filling her tight cunt completely to the bottom. She raised her bottom slightly as my cock entered her juice-drenched cunt to take more of my cock. Her cunt muscles were gripping my cock tightly like a fist. It was obvious that she never had such an experience of her cunt filled by a big cock. She was tightly encircling and gripping my cock as if she wanted to take all of me into her. I looked into her eyes pleading for more. She wants more. Her cunt muscles opened up, stretched by the enormous size of my thick long cock, and her hands on my hips were pressing me into her. I took her breasts into my hands fondling them. It was a moment of unison, of our bodies and souls.

“It feels like you split me in two. I feel your cock in my throat!” she stammered. She slowly turned to look in the mirror across from the bed behind her. What she saw horrified her. Her cunt was stretched wide open by my huge cock. There was at least half of my cock still out of her cunt. Oh, God I feel like I’m a virgin getting fucked.” The juice had traveled down my cock and was staining the sheets. I looked down in front of me. “It’s so big…do you know how much your stretching me?” she whispered.

I looked into her eyes keeping my cock still to enjoy the feeling. I was not in a hurry. I wanted her to feel and enjoy enormous size of my cock. Slowly I slid back and forth. I settled down to a steady, relentless rhythm, fucking her straight and hard.

She said, ‘fuck me, deeper, and more. She urged me as my cock was going in and withdrawing to the tip and then sliding into her cunt slowly and steadily. I could feel her cunt muscles opening every time my cock going in deep. She was moaning, and said, ‘Oh, my son, fuck me, fuck your mother, fuck me, my son, fuck me hard. I have been waiting and hungry to take your cock. Give it to me all the way in.’ She was repeating the words again and again, cooing and crying loud, while moving bottom up to meet each of my strokes. Her pussy juices were flowing out running down my cock and my balls were soaking wet.

I lifted and placed both her legs on both sides my shoulders, slightly lifted her ass just off the bed, re-entered her cunt and fucked her slowly and steadily deeper and deeper. I whispered, Padma, You are a sexy bitch and your cunt is like a heaven, and you need to be fucked by me. I fucked fast with all my energy digging into her deeper and deeper opening her cunt with each stroke with more and more energetic thrusts. She was making husky and horny sounds, cooing and groaning with pleasure.

Padma, my sweet sexy darling aphrodisiac Amma, you are a cunt. You are a sexy bitchy slut. You are a tramp and whore. I am going to fuck you so hard and rip off your cunt.

Yeah, son I am your slut Amma. You are a mother-fucking bastard. Fuck me, my son. Fill my cunt. I am yours. I am your slut and whore. Your fat cock is so long and big. I have been waiting for you all these years. Fuck me, she said huskily.

She was thrusting upwards raising her arse with equal vigor and enthusiasm making erotic sounds. She was like a bitch in heat now. She wanted his cock in her. Our bodies with each stroke were trying to unite with each other, attempting to unite, to become one, to achieve oneness. It was a unique and ultimate expression of love and desire between man and woman and their souls to become one and achieve oneness.

Her hands around me, her legs spread wide, her cunt inviting and receiving my cock each time. I was digging and rotating my cock in her cunt making it bigger and wider, as a thick iron crowbar rod digging and deepening into rain drenched soft earth, taking my massive hard cock out and sending back with more force and rotating in circular motion to make her cunt wider and deeper. After few minutes her hips began to rise and fall with me in harmonious perfect rhythm and made undulating circular movements that quickened and heaved, and she began to emit throaty erotic exciting orgasmic sounds. She squirmed and moaned as I pulled almost all of the way out and then thrust back in to hilt with full force again and again rapidly gaining speed.

The rhythm became faster and faster as I placed my hands under her ass cheeks bringing my cock into her cunt deeper thrust to the hilt. As I fucked deeper, holding her arse cheeks, she came violently crying a loud as if a simmering volcano erupted, as if an earthquake occurred and shook her, her whole body in frenzied uncontrollable spasms and she dug her finger nails deep into my back scratching wildly drawing out blood. Her orgasm was visible in her reaction of complete abandon, her legs and pussy tightening around me in a squiring movement. She moved back and forth, up and down and wiggled tighter and tighter. I pumped mindlessly faster and faster deep into her cunt.I kept my cock rooted in her cunt without moving and her cunt muscles gripping, releasing and squeezing my cock like a fist, repeatedly.

I massaged her clitoris slowly until she lifted her hips and came again. Her body was shaking in a frenzied motion sweating profusely. Keeping my cock still in her cunt, I massaged her cunt and clit smoothly inserting my fingers and she had three more consecutive orgasms. She came as if all her pores opened up and juices coming out of her body crying out loud like a wild animal.Her fingernails dug deeper and deeper scratching my back violently, drawing blood profusely. Her fingers dug in drawing blood.

I kept on fucking her more and digging into her cum filled cunt and I was ready, suddenly her fingers dug into my shoulders and she was ready again. I could not control anymore and came very big. I said “Amma, Amma, Ammaaaaaaaa, as I ejaculated thick loads of sperm into her cunt, pouring my thick hot sperm filling her cunt. We came together in unison in a harmonious motion. She surrendered to orgasm as her entire body contracted and convulsed in frenzied movements. She squeezed all my juices with her cunt. All my juices drained filling her cunt; I lay with my head between her breasts and her fingers played with my mussed hair. It was an exhaustive orgasm for both of us.

I looked into her eyes and saw her blushing. Seeing her feeling shy at that moment was beautiful. It was the shyness, which a woman feels naturally, after being fucked thoroughly to orgasm and submitted her body and herself completely. She kissed me all over my face, her eyes and face glowing with contentment and satisfaction. Oh! God, Shiva, I have gone to heaven. You have shown me heaven. You seeded and filled my cunt with your potent sperm, son.

I said, ‘it was beautiful and lovely experience for me too amma’

We lay side by side, cuddling, her face buried on my chest, until our satiated bodies gradually returned to normality. She got up and walked naked to the bathroom. As she walked naked, I saw her hips moving provocatively in harmonious motion with her flowing thigh length loose hair on her back. She came out of the bathroom arranging her hair into a loose bun. I was admiring her naked sensuous and curvaceous body, her huge extra-large heavy voluminous milk pots like breasts hung from her chest swinging. I sat on the bed and made her sit on my lap. She put her hands around my neck and my hands holding her protectively.

I said, Amma, you are beautiful, sexy and erotic goddess. She was hugging me her face buried on my chest and I cuddled her.

She said, ‘where were you all these years, lover? Why did not you come to me, claim me and fuck me? I am your property. Why did you deny me this heavenly pleasure all these years?

Padmavathy was thirty eight years old, tall, slightly dark woman with oily smooth, clear, unblemished and radiant glowing skin, beautiful oval face, high cheekbones, natural arch shaped curvaceous well defined eye brows, large expressive kohl lined eyes, full wide juicy thick pouting lips, long smooth neck and sexy shoulders, thin Long smooth arms, artistic long fingers, and pleasant pectorals. Her huge, large, voluminous firm pendulous, mountainous and conical breasts hung from lean chest and big nipples extend out of her slender lean frame made her brazenly top heavy. Her narrow thin taut waist curvaceously spread onto wide bottom and big hemispherical protruding inverted pots-like hips. Her thick long, oily, soft, silky, jet-black, lustrous, smooth, shining, wavy, voluminous and uniformly thick hair reaches her thunderous smooth banana trunk like thighs. Her lissomly curvaceous body firm yet full at the bosom and wide hips and longlegs is erotic. She is extremely curvy because her body has incredible definition, with everything being tight, toned, and feminine, with low body fat, narrow waist and wide hips.

She looks younger than her actual age. She has sweet, melodious, soft husky and sexy voice. Her cunt hair was thick curly and soft. She was every inch a woman, glowing and exuding and flaunting utmost feminine sexuality. It appears that she was at her peak age sexually and matured beautifully like a ripe fruit. She has an admirable, adorable, angelic, attractive sexy beautiful, bewitching, cute, elegant, erotic, exquisite, gorgeous, fabulous, fascinating, lovely, marvellous, magnificent, pleasant, sensuous, romantic, and voluptuous personality no man can ignore.

She got up and laid down keeping her head in my lap, and looking into my eyes. I was fondling her body feeling the smoothness of her skin, caressing her face and lovingly fondling her big breasts.

I asked, Amma, ‘how do you feel now?’
Why do you call me Amma, now?
‘Shiva, I am fucked thoroughly. I am the luckiest woman on the earth. Finally, I am with you, to whom I belong. I need you. You should have claimed me, your property long ago. I have been waiting as a fertile land parched waiting to be ploughed properly deeply, watered and seeded to flourish. Why were you born later than I was? You should have claimed me when I was a young virgin girl.’

“Shiva, You filled my heart with love and my cunt with your monstrous cock. You filled the void in me, fulfilled me and gave me such a wonderful unbelievable life time experience, made me forget everything, the pain, the agony and the sorrow. I feel happy. Nothing else matters in this world except you for me. I experienced pure heavenly pleasure perhaps banal, carnal and animalistic pleasure akin to nirvana. It may be an unpardonable sin to experience such pleasure on this day in the eyes of other people. I do not care even if I go to hell for committing this sin with you on this day. I experienced unimaginable, the ultimate, abandoned uncontrollable blissful pleasure akin to nirvana of highest level, which I never thought even in dreams such happiness and pleasure is plausible to experience. It is strange we had to meet second time in these circumstances. I do not know whether this experience would have been more pleasurable if our meeting, mating and fucking is in normal circumstances. Is it that the pleasure experienced with you is more intensified because it happened especially today? I do not hesitate to admit such a thought, even if it is called kinky or abnormal behavior. My mind, body and soul is occupied by you, filled by you, owned by you and devoured by you. You have shown me that sex can be powerful and pleasurable beyond words can express. It is like divine pleasure akin to nirvana and moksha. I am supposed to be crying sitting next to my son’s body.

However, I am sad that my son did not live to experience such heavenly pleasures with his young beautiful and sexy wife. Do you know, what could be the plausible reason for my son to end his life?

“I don’t know, Amma.”

Padma said, ‘Can you believe that he could not enter his wife’s virgin cunt and fuck her the first night and thereafter. She is still virgin’.

‘Is she?’ I said surprisingly, I did not think of this possibility.

Shiva, ‘Yes. She is a beautiful, sexy, young and virgin widow. It is the truth. He did not and could not fuck his wife. It seems that he tried but could not get his cock up and fucked his wife. His inability to fuck his virgin wife caused him to take such a drastic decision. He was not like you. I wish he was a man like you with vigor and virility and had such a monstrous cock like yours so big, beautiful, and virile and fucked his wife. I wish you were my son. You would have fucked and deflowered her on the first night and impregnated her by now’

I said, “Amma If I was your son, I would not have married her or any other girl,” I said.

“Why, Shiva”, she asked taking my already erect and hard cock in her hands, stroking it. ‘Any girl or woman would be happy to have this beautiful big long thick gigantic and monstrous cock.’ If I were your mother, you need a girl to fuck. Your monstrous gigantic cock is erect and ready again. It seems your cock is always ready.

“If you were my mother, why do I need any other girl? I would have married you and fucked you, Amma”

You would have married me, even if I were your own mother? Do you like me so much? Shiva You could have fucked me without marrying me. You need not have to marry a woman to fuck her. Marriage is a life time commitment. Do you like me so much to marry me and make me your wife, she said, toying with her managalsutra. I am fascinated to think you would have tied mangalsutra to me.

Yes, Amma, I said, I have not seen any other girl as beautiful and sexy as you are. You are a beautiful sexy and lovely erotic sex goddess. I would have been happy to have you as my mother and wife.

Shiva, I am very happy, excited, enthralled and thrilled to hear your intense love and desire for me that you would have married me, even if I were your mother. You cannot marry me if I were your own mother. Society does not accept such an incestuous marriage. Though it is a utmost unpardonable sin and taboo, you would have fucked me. The society cannot object, if they do not know. I would have enjoyed the utmost sinful taboo and incestuous relationship with you immensely. You would have been my permanent resident stud son and secret lover fucking me daily. We would have been living happily in sin like a husband and wife enjoying secretly. To the society, we would have been loving and caring mother and son living together. However, you could have fucked me from an early age of perhaps twelve or even earlier, from the age you could get your cock up. I would have been the happiest and luckiest mother fucked by a horny stud son like you. I would have become your kept woman and lifelong mistress. I would not have allowed you to marry any other girl. You could have impregnated me and produced many children by now. I would have been the happiest mother nursing your many children, breastfeeding you along with our children as long as possible.

I am curious to know at what age your cock was ready to fuck my dear lover.

Amma I do not exactly remember. Ever since my child hood, my cock has been ready most probably even at the age of seven or eight. I said, Amma, do you want me to be both your son, husband and lover?’

She said, ‘Yes Shiva, why should I allow you to fuck some other girl or woman, if you were my own son? I have every right to have you as a mother to enjoy your youthful energetic virile fucking. I would have been the happiest and luckiest mother to have a handsome stud son with such a monstrous cock as big as horse’s cock. I would have been happy to see your cock growing up to become a stud and stallion man with such colossal, huge, humongous, gargantuan, gigantic massive, monstrous cock and be ready to fuck me. I would have been sucking your cock from your young age while giving bath. Why should I allow you to fuck and give to other woman such incredible pleasures? When you saw me first time during the marriage of my son, I remember you looking at me with intense love and burning desire, as if you wanted to fuck me.

I was captivated and enamored by your hungry looks. I was besotted, Infatuated, smitten and was in love with you. I was bewitched, beguiled, charmed, enchanted, enraptured, enthralled, entranced, fascinated, and love-struck, by you. I was head over heels for you. I was under the spell of you, consumed with desire for you. I had wet dreams about you.

You were not looking at me as mother, that too your best friend’s mother but were looking as if you want to have me, disrobe me, enter me, eat me, devour me and fuck me. I was overwhelmed to see your cock bulge in your pants. You flirted with me. You praised my beauty looking at me from top to bottom, every inch of my body with penetrating eyes. I am curious to know what you saw in me the very first time, elder to you and of your mother’s age, to make you want me, desire me and fuck me. Did you think I am an available woman and an easily available slut.

My first thought when I saw you, was that ‘you are a sexy and horny woman. Here is the woman I want to fuck now. ‘Padma, I remember our first meeting as if it happened yesterday. It was fatal attraction, admiration, desire and love at first sight. An intense desire communicated between us when I saw you first time in your house. I felt that we have known each other for a long time, perhaps for so many lives. I felt you are mine. You belong to me.

You were wearing a pure silk red and gold color sari with broad heavy gold zari border. I remember your large kajal lined expressive beautiful eyes looking at me. Your extra-large big huge hung voluminous conical pendulous heavy breasts proudly and visibly extending out of blouse and sari.

Your beautiful long thick jet-black lustrous silky smooth shinning silky hair neatly parted in the middle, arranged in a long braid adorned with gold hairpins on side. Your wide bewitchingly thick braid with neat loops fastened just below your protruding big arse with matching color hair band and left loose reaching mid thighs and adorned with beautifully arranged long jasmine flower threads oscillating and swinging harmoniously with your huge breasts and big arse cheeks provocatively as you move.

You were wearing a glittering diamond nose stud, gorgeous gold chain held by a hook at the center parting of the hair with the diamond studded gold pendant falling on the center of the forehead just above the stone studded dark red bindhi. Your beautiful neck adorned with a diamond collar necklace the base and lower. A diamond pendant on a thick wide gold necklace chain, a heavy gold rope design mangalasutra, a gold chain with a heart shaped diamond studded pendant was resting in between your breasts. Another gold long multi layered step chain hung on your front up to navel swinging rhythmically as you walk. You were wearing beautiful glittering diamond studded hanging earrings. Two gold ear step chains interlinked in a criss-cross pattern extending to the both sides of hair hooked with precious stone studded hairpins.

You were wearing diamond studded gold armlets and hands full of gold and matching colored bangles, gold and diamond rings on your fingers. You were wearing a beautiful gold precious stone studded wide waist band around your thin waist, a gold key chain tucked in the sari on the side below your beautiful flashing deep navel, ornamental gold two sari brooches connected with three layer long chain and pin, and series of heavy precious stone studded gold brooches at the end of sari pallu to weigh it down. Your beautiful feet adorned with design mehindi, gold anklets and diamond studded silver toe rings. I could have licked your feet if there was an opportunity and time.

All the gold, precious stones and diamond studded elaborate jewelry complimented your natural beauty. I told you that night that you were looking like a bride. You were looking like a rich beautiful sexy longhaired love Goddess descended from heaven to grace the marriage ceremony moving around exuding divine feminine charm and beauty. I noticed women were looking at you with admiration, appreciation and envy looking at your beauty and men looking at you with desire.

I thought I should marry you. I know it is not possible. I thought I would have married your daughter or younger sister resembling you. You were looking like a divine beautiful sexy Kama Goddess Rathi Devi. The image of you etched in mind and smell of your body aroma is still fresh in my mind. I inhaled aphrodisiac aroma of your sweat stained armpits when you lifted your hands.

Shiva, I did notice that you smelled my armpits. You are so naughty to smell my armpits. I deliberately lifted my hands to allow you to smell me. Oh! Shiva you remember me so well, and all those minute details of jewelry I was wearing.

Padma, I do remember, it was love, infatuation, intense, fatal and irresistible attraction and desire at first sight. I knew it was indecent to look at you being my best friend’s mother but I could not take off my eyes even for a moment from you.
All through the marriage ceremony, I never missed an opportunity to be around you, watching you, admiring you, appreciating and drinking your beauty. I wanted to feel and touch you. I touched your midriff as if it was inadvertent action whenever possible. I inhaled your body aroma standing behind you and smelled your intoxicating sweat stained armpits. I wanted to talk to you in privacy but mostly you were busy with so many relatives and guests around. I could only talk to you in the crowd. There was no opportunity to express my admiration, desire and intense love and true feelings to you in privacy. I tried to communicate my intense feelings of love and desire with you mostly by looking at you. I knew you understood, noticed my attention, love and desire for you. You reciprocated with bewitchingly inviting beautiful sexy smiles. I felt you are mine and you belong to me. You were born for me. I wanted to fuck you. My desire was so intense that my cock was hard and erect and I pressed your ass with my hard cock.

You expressed your desire well. I felt your hard cock against my ass, as if you wanted to penetrate my ass hole. Shiva, I remember when you came to me, and said, ‘You are lovely and the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You are looking like a bride’. I blushed, felt overwhelmed, very much happy and excited to hear such intense adorable compliments praising my beauty from you. I was also surprised you said that to me, your best friend’s mother so confidently and daringly without hesitation as if I am your lover. Though I was bit surprised, I was happy, pleasantly surprised and delighted that you found me the most beautiful woman despite the fact there were so many beautiful desirable young sexy girls and married women of all ages flocking around you. I have seen young girls and women giggling and looking at you obviously interested in you and trying to flirt with you. However, disregarding all the attention from the girls and woman, you did not leave me and followed me oblivious of so many people around.

Shiva, I still remember as if it happened yesterday, you were always following me, flirting with me openly all through the wedding ceremony and later. You smelled and inhaled me standing beside or behind me. I could feel your breathe on my neck and face. You were so confident that I would not say no to you and trying to woo me with your charm and chivalry. You said that I was more beautiful than the all the young girls there. In group photos during reception, you were standing beside me closely, placing your hand around my waist as if you were my husband. My sister also observed us and while looking at wedding album said, ‘you both were looking like incurable romantic lovers having an ongoing steamy affair. I did not realize then that body chemistry and attraction between us was so apparent and visible to others.

You never left my thoughts since that day. You entered my mind, my thoughts, my soul and my dreams and have been thinking of you always since then. My desire for you increased day by day and has been waiting to be in your arms and to be possessed by you. I have been feeling like a young girl falling in love for the first time in her life with her dream man. Since that day, I could not think of anything else except you while awake or asleep. You have been always in my thoughts.

‘You are really lovely, beautiful, sexy and exciting slut, Amma,’ I said stroking her big hard jutting brown nipples with my tongue and fingers. Her breasts became engorged and her nipples grew bigger and harder. You have such big extra-large beautiful bouncing firm huge hanging breasts Amma,’ I said.

I noticed your looks especially at my breasts. She smilingly replied, ‘Ever since my teen age men always looked at my extra-large breasts. I knew you were looking at my huge breasts in the first encounter as if you wanted to suck and eat them. I would have offered them to you then, had there been an opportunity and time. You are the first man I want to offer my breasts to suck when you looked at them with desire’.

She said, ‘truly, I was romantically and sexually attracted to you when you first saw me and I wanted you to fuck me. That was the first time I felt so much happy as a woman that a man desired me and wants to fuck me, but the circumstances, the occasion and the presence of other people being around and so many other factors prevented me to express my love for you. I involuntarily without any hesitation reciprocated when you were flirting. Though I was busy attending to the guests, you did not leave me. I did not want you to be away from me. You were naughty, and when you brushed against my breasts, touched my hips, and put your arms around my waist. I knew your desires and obvious intentions and I felt happy. You were praising my long hair and you even counted the number of loops in my braid, which surprised me to such extent that how keenly you were observing me. The mutual desire and fatal attraction between us was evident. It was the first time in my life, I experienced such an intense attraction to a man, that too my son’s friend. It was a pleasurable surprise to my own self. My long dormant sexual desires surfaced.

I was like a musical instrument, kept unattended, unused for a long time, you opened the cover, dusted cleaned and started playing my strings tuning beautiful melodies and ragas. I wanted you to play with my body. I wanted you to take me in your arms, hug me, cuddle me and kiss me. I felt you were the man I was dreaming about all my life since I was girl. I thought, finally I found my man to whom I belong. I asked you to come again during the holidays with my son because I want you to fuck me. I have been waiting eagerly to meet you and be fucked by you. I had dreams of you seducing me.’

Shiva, “why did you not hug me, take me into your arms, kiss me and fuck me on that night? You should have fucked me on that night. I was ready and available’

I wanted to kiss you and fuck you desperately but controlled myself. I took your hands in my hands, and I took you her long braid in my hands on that night. I said, Padma, There were so many guests around you. I really wanted to fuck you that night. If you were not bride groom’s mother I would have dragged you to a room and fucked you.’

‘Shiva, today despite meeting in unimaginable, unexpected, fateful and strange circumstances, the inevitable mating happened between us. My longing pent-up desire to mate with you has been increasing ever since our first meeting. My mind, soul and body responded to your love and touch. I am surprised that you did not hesitate to arouse, excite, entice, enthrall, enter and fuck me today to satisfy my desire. You have awakened my dormant and pent up desires. I had been faithful wife to my inept husband until today, whether he fucked me or not. You made me a slut today.

Shiva, ‘do you think I am an amoral, amorous, cock crazy, concupiscent, debauched, depraved, iniquitous, insane, horny, kinky, incestuous, lascivious, lecherous, libidinous, lubricious, yearning, unethical, sex starved sizzling slut actively arousing, encouraging, inviting, indulging, seeking, giving, sharing and receiving carnal animalistic sexual pleasure to quench my sexual desires instead of feeling sorrow and pain, satisfying my lust instead of lamenting, moaning with pleasure instead of mourning, cooing and crooning instead of crying, groaning instead of grieving, squirting instead of sobbing, rejoicing instead of refusing, wallowing instead of weeping, offering my cunt instead of objecting, opening up my cunt and giving myself shamelessly to an young man who wants to share my pain and agony, comfort and console me, young enough to be my son, at this fateful and sorrowful day when my son is dead and his cold lifeless body lying in a mortuary?’

Here I am, opened and submitted myself completely shamelessly uninhibitedly to you like a slut, offering and opening myself and my cunt to my son’s friend, a young man of my son’s age, immensely enjoying being fucked thoroughly by your monstrous cock and enjoying carnal sinful pleasure of being fucked thoroughly like a cow ready for mating.’

Shiva, I behaved like a selfish, self-centered self-indulgent slut, pleasure seeking wanton woman.

I listened to her every word attentively and fascinated by the feelings as she revealed and her inner most thoughts. It was as if she was pouring out her thoughts loudly. She continued her monologue, pouring out her feelings. It was like catharsis. She was in the process of self-analyzing, self-criticizing, absolution, and seeking my approval of her behavior, trying to absolve herself from guilt conscious.

Amma, do not criticize yourself. You are not guilty. We have not committed any sin. There is no reason for you to blame yourself. You have not done anything wrong to feel guilty or blame yourself.

Shiva, Have I not committed ultimate unpardonable sin fucking today? When you hugged me, involuntarily my breasts became bigger and full with love to feed you. I wanted my breasts sucked and emptied by you. Surprisingly, I lactated when you sucked my breasts. I experienced pleasure similar to the higher state of bliss and pleasure achieved in yoga or meditation. You opened, filled and stretched my cunt completely. Shiva, I am surprised at myself submitting my body, to be fucked by you, opening all my pores experiencing the bliss, ultimate joy uninhibitedly and endlessly such an intense pleasure having continuous multiple endless orgasms hitherto unknown to me. You ignited fire in my mind and body and I could not help but melt in your indulging and intimate embrace and kissing. You made me forget all inhibitions, moral ethics and indulge in taboo sex.
I did not object. I should have objected. Any sane woman would have objected, avoided, refused fucking today. If our fucking happened on any other day it is different. However, now strangely, I feel happy and lucky and you fucked and made me orgasm thrice continuously in one fucking session, which I never knew or imagined I could experience. It is so intensive that all my juices have been drained out.

‘Shiva, Is it not sin to fuck and have such pleasures today?’

Padma, it is not a sin to have sex and pleasure on any day, even today. Time and place does not matter. Sex is beautiful and divine experience. We shared and enjoyed the experience. We both committed the pleasurable sin.

Shiva, ‘Do you think so? If someone else comes to know about what happened now between us, they would think that I am an amoral, indecent, insatiable, selfish, sinful, sex hungry horny slut, cock crazy unethical bitch and a wanton whore. People may even think that I am a sex maniac, having abnormal psyche, seduced you-a young man that too her son’s best friend. I would not have imagined and not endorsed if someone else tells me such incident could happen. Tell me Shiva, ‘what do you think of me honestly. Am I not a slut? Tell me, Shiva that I am your slut’’

Padma, ‘You are a sex goddess, angel and my slut. I suggest you should unnecessarily not worry about what others will think of us. No one will know. We will not be telling the world. What happened today is between you and me and important to us. We love each other. We are definitely not abnormal, crazy or immoral. You and I are perfectly normal people who love each other. We want to experience, enjoy and have each other. We did not imagine that we would meet again in such circumstances. We have not done anything to be ashamed. What happened today is natural and normal expression of loving, romantic passionate union and unique expression of love between us. We have been in love with each other ever since we met for the first time. We are soul mates. We are made for each other. We are perfect couple. We have been in love with each other ever since we met. We have been waiting to meet again and today we have met. It might be divine interference that we should make love today, especially today.

Amma, ‘today your long awaited love and desires flared up. I understand, your desire after losing your son, your need to have your son back in you, especially now, you want your son in you, you wanted to take him back into your body. You see your son in me. Since you could not take him back into you, you have opened yourself to me, desired me and invited me to enter you, taken me into you, allowed me to enter your open cunt, to explore your depths, your body and soul, receiving me into you and opening up for me. Your abundant love for your son and pent up sexual desire simmering like volcano for a long time as a woman prompted you to have a man to fill you and fulfill you. I am not a stranger to you. We have been in love with each other ever since we met first time. We are soul mates. We are lovers. You being married, and being mother of my best friend does not change my affection, desire and love for you.

Shiva, You only can understand me completely, my inner thoughts, appreciate my feelings and know my mind so well, Shiva you have put my feelings into words so clearly and succulently better than I could have expressed. You make me confess, pour out my secret desires and dreams. I need you. I have been waiting for you to satisfy my desires, to share and shower my love and to make my dreams come true. It happened on this peculiar day in an unbelievable way.

Shiva, I would have definitely invited you to have me, had there been an occasion to meet you again, after our first meeting. If you had stayed one more day after the wedding you would have fucked me. Today, the loss of my son triggered both my motherly instinct and hitherto u