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Mera naam Rizwan Russell hai. Mein aajkal Perth, Australia mein rehta houn magar jo kahani mein aapke liye narrate kerne ja raha houn yeh koi 10– 12 saal purani hai jab meri umar hardly 19 saal thi. Kisi bhi apni umar ke bachay ki tarah meri zindagi bhi buht worry free guzar rahi thi. Mera baap Nadeem Russell, UAE mein kaheen job kerta tha. Ghar mein paisay ki kafi farawani thi magar sakoon nahi tha.

Mera matlab hai keh jahan tak mein samajh sakta tha, meri mother ko patah nahi kayoun complaint thi keh meray baap ne wahan koi aurat arrange ki hui hai jo ousko regularly ghar nahi aane deti thi. Wajah yeh thi keh hamaray chund aik aur waqifkaar bhi UAE mein thay jo usually every 3—6 months ghar ka chakkar laga jaate thay magar mera baap saal bhar mein aik dafa bhi hardly 20—22 din ke liye aata tha.

Mein ne ousko buht dafa meri mother ko explanation dete suna tha keh kuch loag wahan apna karobaar kerte hein aur especially woh jo Dubai ya Sharjah ke area mein nokri kerete hein ounko time off relatively aasani se mil jata hai aur mein Raas Al Khaimah mein nokri kerta houn jahan nokri aasani se nahi milti lekin milti hai relatively zayada paisoun ki. Lekin meri mother ki complaint khatam nahi hoti thi aur mera baap jitney din ghar rehta yahi debate sara sara din jaari rehti thi. Mein school jane se pehlay yeh heated discussion dekhta tha aur jab afternoon mein wapis aata yeh jaari hoti thi. Meri umar itni nahi thi keh mein puri tarah muaamlaat ko samajh sakta.

Meri meri height 6 ft se bhi zayda ho rahi thi aur badan bhi khoob muscular ho raha tha. Agarcheh shakal bhi buht theek thi lekin mental level aisa nahi tha keh apne parents ki problem understand ker sakta. Aur phir who huwa jis ne hamare ghar mein kuhraam macha diya.

Huwa youn keh mera baap ghar aaya, batoun se patah chala keh kaam ki zayadti ki wajah se ouski job mein overtime chal raha tha, 2 weeks se zayada time off nahi mil sakta tha magr woh khush tha keh income kafi ho rahi thi aur ousne yeh baat meri mother ko bhi samjhane ki koshish ki lekin woh ajeeb aurat thi.

Paisay dekh ker khush buht hui magar ouski majboori ko nahi dekha aur bus phir subah sham ka aik wohi randi rona shuru ho gaya. Puray 2 weeks isi bak bak mein guzre aur jis din meray baap ne wapis jana tha ous se aik raat pehle literally hud ho gai. Mother ne sara din complaints kerke guzara aur raat ko yahan tak keh diya keh is tarah ki zindagi se behter keh koi aik suicide kerle ya at least divorce ho jaai. Mera baap wapis chala gaya aur aik haftah 10 din ke andar ousne meri mother ko divorce bhijwa di.

Mujhay muaamle ki direness ka koi andaza nahi tha lekin meri mother ko kuch aqal aa gai thi. Woh khoob cheekh cheekh kar roti rehti aur apne aapko, apni qismat ko galiyaan deti rehti. School se wapis aa kar raat dair tak mother ki aahein siskiyaan roz ka maamoul ho gaya. Dinner ker rahe hote ya TV ka koi program chal raha hota ouski wohi har waqt ki bakwas aur rona peetna jari rehta.

Hai Rizzo, hai, hai Rizzo mera kuchh nahi raha, woh mera naam le lekar maatam kerti. Hai tum kab jawan ho gai. Hai meri qismat Rizzo, mera keeh banay ga. Woh yeh nahi dekhti thi keh mein school ka diya huwa homework ker raha houn ya exams ke liye tayyari kar raha houn woh roti shor machati rehti aur ab aik aur change yeh aayee keh woh mujh se lipit lipit jaati thi.

Yeh baat meray liye aapko batana utna he mushkil hai jitna aapke liye isko soun-na, magar fact yahi hai keh meri mother khoobsurat bhi thi aur young bhi. Ouski age yaqeenan 35 ki hogi magar dekhne mein 25 saal se zayada ki nahi lagti thi. Munasab rangat, nah angrezoun jaisi gori nah africanoun jaisi kaali balkeh woh “MOUSHKI” rang aur woh zaat ki jawani keh jo achhi tarah nazar bhar ke dekhle, dekhta he reh jaai. Raseelay meethay lips, pearl white teeth, gulabi mulaim cheeks, oubhray huwe shoulders aur har waqt oubhar se zayada tanaao mein aaye huwe mummay, dheeli dhaali shalwaar mein se pagal ker dene wali narm, tazah gosht ki thal thal kerti thighs; aisa lagta tha beef market saji hui hai.

Jab apnay dhayan mein woh tez tez qadamoun se ghar ke kaamoun mein idhar se oudhar chal rahi hoti ouski waist, hips aur peechay se bahar, ooper, golaai mein ghoumta huwa neechay ko aaya huwa curvature meray andar toofan barpa ho jata tha aur ji mein buht ganday ganday khayal aane lagte thay lekin mein abhi itni age ka nahi tha keh mujhay usko fuck kernay ka ji karta magar phir bhi kuch ajeeb se khayal aatay thay, kuch kernay ko dil kerta tha magar yeh nahi pata tha keh kaya karoun aur kaise karoun.

Mein age ke ous hissay mein tha keh yaqeenan adolescent days peechhay reh gai thay. Meri arm pits, arms aur legs par bachoun ki umar walay narm hair ab kafi hard adult hair mein tabdeel ho chukay thay. Belly button se neechay bhi hair growth decently thick thi. 6 ft se bhi few inches zayada height ki munasbat se meray shoulders bhi relatively larger aur muscular thay aur seena bhi aisa he broad aur wide tha lekin ajeeb baat yeh thi keh belly button ke neechay agarcheh hair growth buht thick aur heavy thee magar chest par growth buht kum thee.

Honestly, meri shakal bhi khoobsourat thi aur early adulthood aur meray badan mein sex hormones ki bhar maar ki wajah se hornyness bhi uncontrollable limits tak bhri rehti thi. Meri umar ke hasab se meri height zayada he thi aur sex ka janoun bhi har waqt sawar rehta tha lekin pata nahi kayun mujhay khud ko ehsaas hota tha keh mera Lund kuch itnay large size ka nahi tha magar ouski motaai aik full bloomed horse ke sex weapon se kam nahi thi. Full erect mera hathyaar koi 7 inches ka tha jabkeh girth kisi hattay kattay pehlwan jaisi thi, buht sahtmand, buht powerful aur khofnak looking minimum 9 inches circumference hoga. Sirf long dangling foreskin he nahi, shaft par spread unlimited roadways ki tarah puffy veins ko add kerne se width koi 1 inch aur zayada ho jati thi. In comparison meri manhood ki width yaqeenan iski almost 7 inches lambai se buht zayada thi.

Aaj mein apnay Lund ki baatein itni aasani se ker raha houn magar ous age mein mujhay, Lund, Tattay, Phuddi, sex ka kuch bhi pata nahi tha aur shuru shuru mein toe jab Lund erect hona shuru huwa tha mein itna dar gaya tha keh isko kaya ho jata hai aur church ja kar Padri Sahib se pouchhnay tak ko dil kernay laga tha.

Shayad achhi baat yeh thi keh jaisay khud he Lun hard ho jata tha aisay he agar mein dhayan nah deta toe khud he phir se narm bhi ho jata tha. Sub se zayada mushkil bathroom mein hoti thi jab mein nanga hota tha. Clothes ke off hotay he Lund ko taza hawa lagti thi ya nah jaanay kaya hota tha keh aik dum aisay akarh ker kharha ho jata tha keh fauji jernail lagat tha sirf itna farq tha keh fauji jernail vardi mein hota hai aur mera lund nanga hota tha.

Agar kabhi ousko mera haath lag jata toe aisa mehsoos hota tha jaisay puray badan mein bijli ka current lag gaya ho. Lund ko payar se grip kernay, isko feel kernay, iske saath playing ko buht dil kerta tha magar don’t know why mujhay yeh kuch ghalt kam lagta tha, isliye Lund ki zid ke bawajood mein iski terf khas dhayan nahi deta tha.

But it was not for long keh mein ne dunya ka behtreen toy daryaft ker liya aur iske saath khel se mujhay buht maza aanay laga aur fakhar bhi mehsoos hota tha keh meray lorhay ko aik haath mein bilkul puri tarah control nahi kiya ja sakta tha dono haath he motaai ko sanbhal sakte thay. Itna zayada maza aata tha keh daily 2, 3, even 4 dafa muth marna aik routine ho gai thi. Shuru mein kuch dair buht mushkil hui magar phir ous mein se buht heavy, buht viscous, buht zayada juice bhi nikalna shuru ho gaya jiska jaldi pata lag gaya keh yeh mard ka seed hai aur yeh tattoun mein se nikalta hai

School mein sath buht sohne sohne chiknay munday bhi thay aur ounko dekh kar Lorhay mein halchal bhi mach jati thi aur shayad ounki gaand mein ungli bhi kai dafa ki thi lekin sex kerne yaani londebaazi ki terf dhayan kabhi nahi gaya tha. Mein abhi tak nah sirf virgin tha balkeh kafi sharmila and innocent looking too. Honestly not knowing much about fun of chodai aur buht chori chori muth marnay kay mujhay kuch experience nahi tha.

Aisay mein aik aurat (my mother) jab mujh se lipat kar roti peet ti thi meray badan mein kuch kuch hone lagta tha aur mera Lund aksar koi hesitation ya sharm nahi dikhata tha aur puri tarah tun kar tattoun par kharha ho jata tha aur isko hide kerna meray liye aik museebat ho jati thi.

Almost 5 months were gone after my parents had separated. The winter had set in and I remember it was almost middle of August. School summer vacations ke liye closed tha. Subah se suraj nahi nikla tha, it was cloudy and felt cooler than it actually was. Lagta tha keh kisi bhi lamhay baarish shuru ho jaai gi. Exact nahi magar it was almost 5 P.M.

And then we heard a knock on the front door and my mother went to see who was there. I was in my room and could not see clearly. The person on the door was our next door neighbor lady, who had come much on time to remind that my mother had complained to her some time back that there was a leak in the roof of my mother’s bedroom and had asked that lady to see if her husband would find and plug the leak somehow.

Haai aapa !! ghar mein khasam bhi nah ho, ya jawan putar, daver bhi in baikaar ke kamooun ke liye mojoud nah ho toe dousre loag bhi bila wajah apni aoqat se bahar ho jaate hein. Mein ne pichhlay hafta 10 din se Jeeday ( her husband ) ko buht dafa kaha keh woh aapka kaam ker de magar mar jana meri baat ki parwah he nahi kerta. I could hear her say.
Haan ni Sheedo, mein samajhti houn, yeh meri mother ki awaz thi. Aur saath he phir kisi broken record ki tarah meri mother ka rona peetna shuru ho gaya. Wohi ghisa pita shikwah, Oouf Rabba, meri qismat. Mera puttar kab jawan hoga. Hai mein kaya karoun,

Mein kuch ker nahi sakta tha lekin yeh sab bhi bardasht nahi ho raha tha. Meray room se aik small window ghar kay side ki terf bahar ki janab khulti thi. I don’t know what I was thinking when I suddenly jumped out of the window. Once out of the house, I realized what a stupid thing I had done. What can I do. Am I going to fix the leak in our roof, but how…. There were no stairs leading to the roof even from inside our house and what the hell I could do now when I was not even inside the house. Is a tall ladder going to descend from the good heavens, for me to get on the roof of the house from outside? But then suddenly some idea flashed in my mind and I ran towards the neighbor’s house, knowing full well that they had a stair case from inside the house to their roof, from where I could easily jump over the low separating wall between our and their house.

I was not thinking, why was I doing this? Shall I accomplish anything anyway?

The neighbor lady was with my mother so I did not have to knock but just walked in through their door which was left open. She must have thought to return quite soon and did not lock. The rest was easy and I found myself on their roof. The neighboring person being a handy man, there were million things scattered in front of my eyes. Different tools, equipment, paint brushes, hammers, saw, large sheets of plastic, heavy water proof bags full of cement; I could go on and on counting all the necessary or useless items laying there in my sight. Just like a “genius” an idea flashed in my mind and next second I had spread the thick plastic sheet on our roof and secured it with bricks on the sides.

It might rain heavy tonight magar hamari roof se aaj pani leak ho kar neechay nahi tapkay ga. I stood there for a shortest minute or so admiring my accomplishment and then with the same rapidity I rushed back and down to the open window of my room waiting for me to climb back into my room but not before sudden burst of rain drops made my body damp if not wet. Ousi lamhay mujahy darwaza close hone ki awaz suni gai. The neighboring lady had left but not before my mother had repeated the oration of being without a Jawan puttar followed by a miserable cry.
Barish kuchh zayada tez nahi thi lekin hawa bhi mosam ko khofnaak bana rahi thi, bijli bhi bar bar chamak karhak rahi thi. Hamesha ki tarah electricity disappear ho gai. The clock was showing “ Dinner “ time, so mother ne mujhay kitchen se awaz di aur hum ne wahan baith ker khana khaya. Mujhay lagta tha keh mother mujh se koi baat kerna chahti hai kayounkeh woh meri terf dekhti magar phir khane ki terf mutwajah ho jati lekin koi baat nahi hui. Phir mom ne bartan uthaaye aur mein kuch dair tv dekhta raha. Itne mein bearish kuchh tez ho gai aur bahar bilkul andhera ho gaya. Hawa ki howling, clouds ki garj se buht khofnaak sa mosam ho gaya tha. Mujhay dar lagne laga aur mein ne khomoshi se apne room mein ja kar clothes change kiye; yaani sonay ka dress “Bunyaan aur short shorts” pehn kar lait gaya.

Thorhi dair baad mom ki awaza aayee, Rizzo! Kaya huwa, dar gaya mera munna baita!!

Mein kaya kehta, bas khamosh raha aur phir mein ne mehsoos kiya keh woh meray bed per baith gai thi. Ouska aik haath buht payar se mere head, cheeks per ghoom raha tha. Kaya baat hai meri jaan, meray laadlay bolo, ousne buht payar se meray hair mein apni fingers ghumatay huwe kaha.

Kuchh nahi maan, mein ne dheere se jawab diya. Mujhay patah tha keh meri mom mujh se buht payar kerti thi magar koi 1—2 saal se ousne koi khaas laad payar nahi kiya tha aur specially last 5 maheenoun se toe sirf yahi shakayat kerti rehti thi keh mein kab jawan hounga. Mein really bacha tha magar repeatedly aik he baat kerne ka kaya fyda tha mujhay samajh nahi aati thi aur yeh bura bhi lagta tha. Shayad divorce ke baad ousko ehsaas hone laga ho keh aurat ko chodwaai karane ke ilawa bhi kisi jawan mard ki kayoun zaroorat hoti hai.

Haan, mein dar gaya houn maan, mein ne buht dheemi awaz se kaha aur shayad unwillingly apna jisam ouskay badan se laga diya. Bed par baithay huwe hone se ouski position aisi thi keh ouski thal thal kertay gosht ki golayiaan almost meray belly button se meray knees tak touch ho rahi thein. Meri bunyaan meray badan se kafi ooper ko khisak jaane ki wajah se mera badan toe nanga he tha lekin mother ki shirt kafi lambi hone ke bawajood iskay badan ki garmi ka ehsaas aisa he mehsoos ho raha tha jaisay keh woh bhi nangi meray paas bethi thi. Meray badan mein electric current se bhi zayada ka ehsaas hone laga. Lorhay mein hullarh mach gaya.

Mein ne jaldi se apnay aap ko sanbhala aur Lorhay ho neechay ki terf daba kar forun khudko us se alag kerneki koshish ki. Magar kam ulta kharab ho gaya. Huwa yeh keh jaise he mein ne apnay badan ko dour kerne ki koshish ki, mother yeh samjhi keh mein ouske badan se aur zayda lipit jana chahta houn aur youn jaise he mera jisam moving position mein aaya ous ne dham se mujhay apnay saath laga liya. Isi doran ouski shirt bhi pull ho gai aur ab really ouska nanga jisam meray nangay jisam se chipak gaya tha. Mera semi erect, almost erect Lorha was poking into mom’s dead center. Oh fuck what a nightmare!

Shayad unconsciously mom ka haath mere rock hard Lorhay se takraya tha but then on it was not a chance anymore but it was a conscious effort. She was holding, massaging my length over the fabric of my shorts. It was a quandary; I would never have liked to pick and choose. If I tried to fight it out and got my dick released from her custody, it could create a more ugly scene and if I did not try to fight it out and let her have fun with it, I was not sure; how long shall I endure her loving my cock until I shoot my balls juice all over her hands.
Oh fuckkkkkk !

She removed my shorts and threw to a side and was loving my hard, naked meaty cock, spreading her hands from the cock hole, all the way to the very point where it had sprung out of my pubic bone and I could feel her doing the stretching of my foreskin tight over the rude, thick cock shaft, making my body shiver a bit with mix feelings of horniness and concern as well. Her hands were trying over and over to feel the total length and width roaming all over from where it was springing out of my body to its perfect sized hole and doing every bit to wrap it in her hand and finding its enormous width.

Jaisay jaisay mom meray Lund ko zayada se zayada feel kerneki koshish kerti, isko control kerna chahti, Lund utna he baghi hota gaya. Isi pakarh dhakarh mein Lund ki kafi massage ho gai and now it had started spiting precum. Mom meray motay, heavily hung tattoun ko daba ker Lund ki horrendous sized root se ooper cock head tak haath chalati toe har dafa silky lubricant ki aik large amount nikal ker ouskay haath aur meray lund par gir jati jisay mom buht experienced andaaz se puri lambai per rub ker deti thi.

Lund ki maalash meray liye bardasht ki limits se zayada ho rahi thi aur steel se bhi zayada hard halat mein aaya hua mera mota Lund kisi slithery slippery anaconda ki tarah mom kay haathoun mein baiqabu ho raha tha. Meri halat ghair ho rahi thi aur arousal ki wajah se mein ajeeb ajeeb tarah ki awazoun se growling ker raha tha.

Mom agarcheh Lund ko control nahi ker paa rahi thi but she was understanding the situation well. Now she had started paying more attention to my balls and playing with them giving a slight break to my cock length but not ignoring it by any chance. This helped but not much.

Next time when she grabbed my thick as a tree stump dick at the base and gave it a nice jerk up and down, my whole body jolted with intense severity and that started my orgasm. All in a split second my mouth went total dry, my each muscle twitched and twisted with my toes curling, balls knotting, my face contortated and a pain / pleasure ridden howling resulted a spasmodic flow of sensations in my groin. Meri Manee kisi exceedingly pressurized fountain ki tarah Lund ke hole se jump kernay lagi. Bed, my clothes, mera badan, mom’s clothing and her hands; let me say Manee itni hurriedly aur itni zayada amount mein nikli keh sub kuch bheeg gaya.

Mein ne dekha mom had a bit disappointed face, may be thinking she made me squirt too quickly and may be no good anymore. Anyhow she kept milking and making all and every drop to flow out.

Yahan buht mess ho gaya hai, meray bedroom mein aa jaao baita. She removed her clothes soaked with my male seed and started walking out. I could only see her larger butt wiggling in front of me. I thought I had no choice. Mein ne apni Manee drenched bunyan utar ker phanky and followed her. Mom bilkul nangi, ouf kaya scene tha.

Aur phir, she suddenly stopped. Magar meray bedroom mein ab tak barish kay pani ne kafi……. I interrupted her; nahi aaj barish ka pani nahi aaya hoga.

Mom ruki and turned to me. Mein ne dekha aur mein ne mehssos kiya keh ouska dhayan meray face per nahi tha keh ousko meray is fiqray se koi surprise hota, instead she was looking at my Lund, seeing it hanging in its natural glory. Mein ne ouski nangi choot ko aik nazar dekha magar yaqeen kernay ke liye jaldi jaldi chalta huwa mom ke bedroom mein enter ho gaya keh wahan pani roof se leak huwa tha keh nahi. Sure it was dry, not a single drop of rain water had trickled in. And then she walked in her room too and noticed It dry, but she was still in awe and mesmerized with my naked dick and its enormity.

She signaled me to get on the bed while she was standing, looking for something in the closet. Being with a larger window towards the front of the house, just enough light was coming in the room and I could see the outlines of the shape and curves of her body. Then the next moment, bilkul nangi woh bed per aa gai.

Mera nanga Lund fully hard as bone suddenly started jumping and even the balls were doing some crazy dance moving up and down in the sac.

There was not much light but I could clearly see the curves of her body and the roundness of her breasts. You have nice tits Mom; I said as I grabbed them and enjoyed the sexy texture. Soon she was hugging me tight, kissing me on my neck and GOOOPHHH, she hurriedly shoved her breast in my face. I was not fully coherent but mujhay aaj bhi yaad hai mujhay khud bai sharmi ka ehsaas huwa tha magar mein ne mazay se mom kay nipple ko suck kerna shuru ker diya tha nursing like a baby on both one by one.

Mom let me suck her nipples for just a while and then she put me on the bed flat on my back. Aik haath se ousne meray full stretched, hard and swollen to max Lund aur motay motay tattoun ka massage jari rakha aur dousra haath meray nangay badan per phisalta raha. Saath he saath ouski siskiyaan bhi nikal rahi thein aur ouskay lips meray forehaead se meray tattoun tak ka towaaf ker rahay thay.

Ous ne meray lips ko kiss kiya, lick kiya, cheeks, neck, behind the ears, nipples aur badan ke aik aik inch ko choom chaat ker geela ker diya. Phir ousne thorhi dair magar buht maharat se meray tattoun ko neechay push kiya, meri foreskin completely stretch ho gai thi aur Lund bhi fakhar ke saath apni absolute length and girth ki masaal bun ker tattoun per kisi meenar ki tarah kharha ho gaya tha.

Mein ne dekha aur mujhay buht achha laga. 7 inches ka Lund, koi 17 inches ka lag raha tha aur phir the very moment mom had her wet tongue licking and circuling around the meaty knob which was fully exposed after foreskin being pulled down and away. She did not dwell much and soon was licking the complete length of my shaft even flicking and making the balls bounce on her tongue. She did suck my balls but definitely could not hold both balls in her mouth at the same time because the size and heavy contents in them could easily dislodge her jaw off the hinges, so she enjoyed them both but one by one and sucked my length too, full 7 inches engulfed with her hot mouth & lips.

Rizzo, chodnay ke liye tayyar ho? She whispered in my ear.

Kaisay? Meri bhi halki si awaz nikli.

Oh, mera innocent bacha; she muttered and kissed me on my lips. Mein kerti houn tum mera saath dena. And then she massaged my dick length for couple of seconds making sure it was hard and ready. The precum by now had completely drenched it and manly dong was looking gorgeous, standing tall.

Mom asked me to hold my length as close to the balls as possible while she was spanning over it exacting the angle and position. She looked absolutely incredible standing over me ready to bring her Phuddi down for offering it to piercing apparatus of mine for fucking and then she started moving down slowwwwwwww till the silky soft lips of her phuddi touched the blunt cockhead of mine. I could feel a spark and a high voltage flow of current.

She also squirmed missing the target and well determined cock slipped along the crack of her opening. She reached between us behind her back and took my dick in her soft hand. I could feel her hand trembling and shaky trying to locate her choot hole again, aligning it for getting it pummeld by my furious looking cock ready to do the job. My head was propped up a little and I could see between her “V”, my cock was little too anxious to enter while her choot was not being very cooperative, it seemed.

Lorha buht mota hai isliye choot mein nahi ja raha…. She giggled and said. Choot ko pata hona chahye keh choot kitni bhi disobedient ho, Lorhay ki hut dharmi, stubbornness ka muqabla nahi ker sakti. Choot ka kaam chudwana hai aur Lorhay ka kaam chodna hai aur is kay liye koi bhi largest, thickest size ka lorha choot mein ghusnay ka ikhtayar rakhta hai. She was rubbing her choot on my dick while telling me the fact about Lorha / Choot play.

During this time she had again fixed the position and I could feel the pressure on my fucking pole. I could see her struggling a bit and then with a huge sigh mom lowered herself on me; guiding me into her phuddi. She was incredibly hot and wet. The heat from her choot was in a strong contrast to the weather outside. I slide right in. Mom moaned, sighd, and so did I. Slowly she lowered her upper body until her breasts rested on my chest and her cheeks were against mine.

Without saying a word, I wrapped my arms around her and she begins to slowly fuck my cock with her Phuddi. I was suddenly flying in heaven. Her Phuddi was not virgin tight of course but surely it was not also like a destroyed or wasted feeling. Mmmmmmmmm, it felt decently tight wrapping on my cock so proud to have conquered mom’s sex hungry choot as mom slid on it slowly increasing her pace and rhythm while I helped from under to stab into her as often, as complete and as agile as she needed.

And then mom started breathing heavy, jamming herself on my thick fuck pole for no more than 2—3 minutes it seemed. Her choot got flexing and squeezing in rapid successions groping my mother fucking cock. I was besieged but trying my best to hold on. I did not want to cum yet. I want it to last. I wanted my mother to enjoy this as much as she deserved or even more. I wanted her to get as much pleasure as I was getting.

Then as if reading my mind, Mom grunted quietly in my ear with heavy breaths, you can cum in me. She told me. Hearing her talk like that brought me right up to the edge and I was unable to maintain a slow and even rhythm. My struggle got weaker and I started to fuck her brutally.

I’ll cum again when I feel you cumming. She whispers as she moved and fucked herself faster and faster on top of my sex device. Her voice became much sexier and lacking the nervousness it had a little while ago.

Well that was all I could take. Listening her giving me go ahead and squirt my spermy juice into her, I held her tight around the waist and with last few much harsher thrusts started cannoning my essance like I had never cum before. Soon the deepest and farthest ends of her Phuddi were all drenched with my Manee. My body kept twisting and pulsing in severe pain /pleasure ridden sensations.

Ohhhh Rizzzzzzzo! Oh my God!!!” Mom quietly cried into the crook of my neck as I felt her hands hurry under me, between my back and the bed soaked wet with sweat, and dig into my shoulder-blades, holding me as if the waves of heavenly joy of fucking might drag me away.

We were wrapped in one tight hug of passion. We couldn’t get any closer to one another. I couldn’t have gotten any deeper inside her as we held each other and rocked and thrashed in the cum dump choot of her making loud slashy noise.

After the frenzy was over, and we both stopped shooting cum, we slowed to a stop. We didn’t end the embrace. Mom stayed on top of me, my dick still firmly inside her, our heads buried in each other’s necks, trying desperately to calm our breathing while the sound of our hearts beating could still be heard loud.

I could feel that her body was tight, tense. Oh I am So Sorry; I heard her bearly audiable voice.

She sounded like she was upset, like she was ashamed, on the verge of lamenting. Before the indignity and shame could take a stronger hold, I quickly held on to her tighter and rolled us over.Now she was on the bottom, I was between her open legs, my knees digging into the bed; my semi-hard dick still deep inside her. She tried to shamefully draw herself up…to bury her head in my neck again so I couldn’t see her face, but I pulled back.

Look at me. I insisted tenderly but firmly.

She couldn’t seem to do it. She laid her head back on the bed with her eyes tightly closed.

So I did the only thing I could think of to show her I was Not Sorry for what we had done. I began to slowly move my hips. It took only a few strokes inside her wet phuddi for my firmness to return to my dick. I felt her body ease a little and her hands gently begin to slide up and down the backs of my arms.

Look at me. I whispered again pulling my dick out until just the larger tip rested in her warmth. Dekho aaj bearish ka pani leak nahi huwa.

She opened her eyes. Even in the meager light, I caught the sparkle of joy in them. She wanted to say something but I continued my sentence; mein bacha he sahi magar mein ne roof ki leak temporarily fix kerdi hai. Kaya ab bhi sorry feel kerti ho? I asked as I fixed my position between her legs waiting for a response before continuing to engage her once again in erotic joy of fucking.

Oh!! She suddenly realized keh really roof se pani nahi tapak raha tha. She made sure I kept her nailed and our bodies kept gelling together as she raised her body to make sure looking at the dry floor. And then she slowly dropped back on the bed, her legs opened wider now and she rocked her hips allowing my hard dick to sink back into her wet pussy and I could hear her loud enough although whispering, Nahi, ab tum jawan ho gai ho. Ab leaks ko fix kernay ka he nahi tumko ab leaks ko open kerna bhi aa gaya hai.

And with that we both had a good laugh. The tension left her body and was replaced by a nice smooth paceful rhythm as we started fucking once again with all intent and desire. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled my head down to her lovely tits and we kissed as well. Oddly enough, this was the first time we kissed so wet on each other’s lips. The kiss was soft and sweet; tender. It seemed to over shadow the sex. It felt like we’d been doing it forever.

This time it was far better sex. We both talked, guided each other and fucked for a long long time. Mom ki phuddi koi 3—4 dafa masti mein jhoom jhoom gai aur meray JAWAN lorhay ki plowing pumping se orgasm ka lutf liya. Time ka andaza nahi magar jitna bhi time guzra buht satisfying and pleasing guzra aur phir meri Manee, meri jawani ka juice, liquid masculinity ka flood mom ki deepest gehrai tak bhar gaya.

Meray tattay abhi khali nahi huwe thay magar 3 dafa Manee nikalne se kuch susti zaroor ho gai thi jiska mom ko bhi ehsaas tha. Ousne buht payar se apni arms se meray nangay badan ko wrap ker liya tha aur apni phuddi ki movements se sari manee nikal li thi. Kuch dair baad mein bathroom jane ke liye mom se alag huwa aur mera Lorha ouski phuddi mein se churping ki si awaz paida kerta huwa bahar nikla totally drenched with mixture of our sex juices.

I glanced in the mirror of the dresser, on my way to the bathroom. Mera Lorha…. I don’t know how to say or explain what I felt changed in my cock but I positive felt, Mein really JAWAN ho gaya tha PURA JAWAN.

The End.