Sissy Slave To My Master Kamal
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This is the continuation story of My Mother Kamala, Nepalese Mother… I woke up early in the morning and went to the kitchen.
“Good Morning,” she said. I didn’t resent. “What’s up?” my father added.
“Don’t you two remember, you promised to help me take some furniture out to the storage shed at our farm?”
“Oh, I completely forgot, but it doesn’t matter for it’s all separated in the back bedroom.” She turned to me. “Can you help nirmal?”
“Yeah,” He said. “i’ve got nothing planned for the day. Jivan’s out of town and suman is sick in bed, so there’s no one to hang out with.”
“You’re going to have to sit on son’s lap,” father said to my mother, “There won’t be enough room otherwise.”
“That will be alright, won’t it nirmal?” his mother said.
“Well as long as you don’t weigh a ton, and take up the whole side of the truck,” he said laughing.
“i’ll have you know I weigh one hundred and five pounds, young man, and I’m only five foot three, not six foot three.” She was grinning when she said it, but there was a little bit of pride in her voice. At thirty-six, my mother had the body and looks of a high school senior. I settled down myself in the seat and mom climbed in and, placing her feet between mine, she lowered herself to my lap. She was wearing a thin summer dress and I had seen only a panty line and bra under it. I immediately felt the heat from my mom body flow into my crotch area. I turned my mind to the road ahead. Then Father pulled away, and moments later we were on the country road to the farm, thirty miles away. The road was under construction for more than five miles and the truck bounced with a steady rhythm as it rolled along the ridges left by the road grader.
I and my mom kept up a constant chatter about girl things, leaving me with my own thoughts. In time, I became aware of the rhythmic bouncing and the heat emanating from my mother’s ass as it pressed against my crotch. Suddenly, to my horror, my cock began responding to the movement. I felt the first stirrings of a hard on. Gradually, my dick became firmer and began to rise, until it was contained by the ass pressing down on it. This pressure only succeeded in causing it to become more rigid, until it was like a bar of steel. I could feel the crack between my mother’s legs, and finally, her pussy, as the rigid shaft forced itself against the spread cheeks of her ass. There was no doubt she could feel the hard bar against her pussy, but she made no motion or comment that indicated she was aware of his predicament. My bouncing cock rubbing against her pussy slowly demanded her full attention. She couldn’t help but squeeze her ass cheeks together, to try to close her exposure, but it had the opposite affect, it reminded her that an my cock was thrusting itself against the lips of her wet pussy. Minutes later, we whipped into the drive at the farm. The road got a little rougher and the motion of the truck added a side to side sway to the jogging motion. I would have sworn the heat coming from her thighs and ass increased more and more. It couldn’t have been more like fucking if they had been in a bed. Just when he was about to blow his load all over, they turned into the farm drive and the truck rolled to a stop.
“There,” said Dad, “that wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“I thought it worked out perfect,” my mother said. She turned on my lap, grinding her ass against my hard cock, and slowly slid out of the truck to the ground, her dress sliding up until her panties were just peeking from underneath. “I don’t think nirmal minded a bit. Did you honey?” She turned to me and winked.
“Ah, no, I agree with you, it was just perfect. The time just flew by,” I said.
“Great,” Dad said. “Why don’t we go in and see where we wants this stuff put.
“Nirmal,” my mom said, “why don’t you stay out here and, ah, maybe untie the covering, you know get things settled down.” Her eyes flicked to my crotch and returned to my face.
“Okay, i’ll get things ready to carry in,” I said
She grinned and walked around the truck to join dad on her way to the house. Within twenty minutes, the load was in the house, and they were ready to start home. But as usual when they visited grandma, she insisted they take some home-canned fruit home with them, so they ended up with three large cardboard boxes. Just as they were loading them, it began to rain. Grandpa suggested we put the boxes in the truck to keep the cardboard from getting wet and falling apart, so again there were boxes taking up the middle of the truck seat and my mom had to ride on my lap again. Within a short distance, my cock achieved its original proportions and began rubbing her pussy. There was little doubt I knew it was exciting her. If her panties hadn’t slipped into her crack, and began rubbing her clit each time the truck bounced my cock against her, she would have been able to keep herself under control. Her leg was falling asleep because of the odd angle she was holding it and she raised her foot slightly to move it. The resulting loss of support of her ass had allowed it to rest heavier on my cock. When I pushed back in response, she was unable to keep her wet pussy from answering the hard rod tapping at its portal.
The trip home was slower due to the rain, but just as rough, and within the first mile my hard-on was back in full force. My mom adjusted her ass so his rigid cock fit exactly between her legs and my cock was thrust tightly against her pussy. After a few rough jolts, I felt what appeared to be a soft push downward against my prick from his mom’s ass. It was hard to tell. I waited for a moment then was sure he felt another push. He was afraid to return the push, for fear he was imagining things, doing a lot of wishful thinking. Then it happened again and there was little doubt my mom was pushing her pussy against my hard-on. In answer I flexed my cock. I knew the movement would be so minor she would barely feel it, but if she had pushed, it would be enough, if she hadn’t it wasn’t so strong that it would feel like I was trying to fuck her if he had guessed wrong. Immediately I felt an answering push. I answered with a strong thrust toward her pussy. Her response was immediate, and within seconds we were dry fucking. The boxes stacked between my dad and we had prevented dad from seeing anything but our heads and shoulders. They were keeping the thrusting below our waists. Then I placed my hands on my mom’s hips, and then finally I reached around her and laid them on her thighs. Mom inhaled sharply, but she continued to thrust her ass against my cock and flex her ass muscles which was squeezing my cock like a hand. I began to slowly pull her skirt up her legs. He hoped to get his fingers under her panties for a quick feel. Just when I was about to blow my white cum into my shorts, we arrived back in our drive. Mom again twisted on my cock and slipped to the ground exposing her crotch-wet panties to me. I followed her out, and she reached for one of the boxes on the seat and handed it to me.
“Here, honey, you can take this in the kitchen for me. Her smile told him she was again giving him a way to keep his hard-on out of sight.
“Thanks for all your help, you guys, i’ll see you both get a reward for the effort,” she said laughing.
“Hey, we enjoyed it. It was fun,” dad said. “I think, nirmal especially enjoyed the drive.”
“Yeah, dad, I really enjoyed going out to the farm. It’s fun to ride in a truck for a change instead of a car, it bounces around like a ride at Disney Land.”
“If they had rides like that at Disney Land,” his mom said, “I’d have been going there a long time ago.”
“Ah, you know what I mean, like a once in a life time thrill,” I said.
“That I agree with,” she said. My was sure, that it was in fact a once in a lifetime thrill. It certainly couldn’t go any further. I carried the box inside and set it on the counter, then went into the family room and grabbed the remote. I flicked the switch twice and MTV was blasting from the screen. I chose a straight chair, because I knew my mother would say something if I sat on the sofa in dirty shorts. MY mom followed me into the room. She stopped next to me.
“You didn’t mind my sitting on your lap, did you?”
“No, mom. Like I told dad, the trip was a once in a life time thrill.”
“And my weight didn’t bother you?”
“Mom, you don’t weigh anything, I could hold you all afternoon, and it wouldn’t bother me.”
“Oh really? Maybe i’ll take you up on that and sit on your lap now.”
I quickly looked up at her. “I wouldn’t mind that at all.”
Her eyes locked on me for a moment then she stepped in front of me, and sat down on my lap. But this time her legs were outside mine and she was more open and exposed. I believed that my mother had just spread herself and sat on my lap. It was instant hard-on. My cock rose quickly to lodge itself against her pussy, covered only by her thin dress and panties. A moment later, she pushed down against his rigid boner as she had been doing in the truck. I thrust back. Making little pretense of doing anything but pushing his cock against her pussy. She returned my thrust with one of her own. The thrusting continued and there was no sham between us. I reached my arms around mom and laid my hands on her thighs. She looked down at them, but said nothing. She was panting hard as she worked her ass against my hard member. I began clutching bunches of her skirt in his fingers and slowly her skirt crept up her legs. Mom watched her legs become more exposed, but it felt like it was happening to someone else. Finally her panties came into view, and the dress continued up her body until I had bunched it at her waist. I lowered my hands back to her thighs and laid them with fingers pointing in on her legs just below her pussy. Mom stared, but said nothing. Slowly my hands moved up, and she gasped as they touched her panty clad mound. I rubbed my mother’s pussy and smeared the wet juice I found there around until her whole crotch was soaked in her flowing liquid. I allowed my fingers to trail between her now spreading lips and trace a line from the bottom of her puffy lips to her clit, which was prominently outlined against her wet panties.
I flicked his finger against the nubbin, and mom groaned. I lifted his hands and pulling the waistband of her panties out with one hand, I slipped my other hand against her trembling belly and slid it down to her pussy. Stopping there I turned my palm upward and with my other hand thumbed her panties down over her hips. My mom rose slightly as the panties slipped under her ass and crept to her knees. I didn’t bother to remover them entirely. I liked to see the panties there to remind me that she was naked below the waist. I pulled my hands back up her legs and mom watched in awe as I buried my fingers in between the puffy lips of her pussy, spreading them and slowly inserting two of my fingers into her channel.
Mom’s orgasm roared through her like a train through a tunnel, the shear force scattering debris on both sides. Roaring like an animal, huffing and puffing she hunched her ass forward onto my thrusting fingers.
“Oh my god, I’m coming on your fingers, mommy’s coming. Oh god, what have we done?”
I didn’t wait for an answer, I lifted her up, forcing her to her feet while she was still out of control, and tore the buttons from my shorts, releasing my massive cock. With much effort, I managed to pull the throbbing monster from my underwear, and suddenly there under mom, was my eight-inch pillar of flesh, red- headed and throbbing. I lowered her ass slowly. As she sat down I positioned my cock directly below her dropping pussy. My thought it was my fingers spreading the still burning lips of her hot cunt. But they kept spreading, and spreading and suddenly reality ate through her fogged brain.
She screamed. “Nirmal, you can fuck me. Now it’s your turn.”
I released my support of her ass. With nothing holding her up and with her legs too weak to support her she slipped down the massive shaft taking the eight inch cock into her saturated depths.
“Ohhhh, Ohh my god. Nirmal, ohh god you’re so big than your dad. Ohh you shouldn’t be putting your cock in me deeper.” mom fall was stopped by my legs. She was firmly impaled by the hard cock. “Unhh,” she grunted. I immediately lifted her a little and dropped her again on my shaft. Burying it to her womb. Then again, and again. Moments later, mom was assisting me by raising and lowering herself on the red meaty pole. A couple of strokes later, mom’s fingers strayed to her clit and she began rubbing the stiffened little knob.
“God, Nirmal you’re a stud, a fucking horse.”
“Mom, I’m going to cum. I’m going to shoot. I’m going to shoot.”
Mom threw her head back against my shoulder. “I too ,baby. Mommy too. Your cock is making me cum again. Cum in my pussy, honey. Cum in mommy’s cunt.”
“Ohhh, Mommmmmm.” my cock spewed hot white threads of cum into her.
“Shoot in me, honey, shoot your juice in mommy. Bury it in me. Uhhhhh.”
My mom slumped back against me as her orgasm drifted off its peak. Mom turned as far around as my cock would let her and planted a kiss full on her son’s lips, her tongue slipping inside. “Honey your cock still feels hard. Why don’t you fuck mommy again, we’ll sort this all out later, after we fuck. Unless we are caught?”
For an answer I lifted his mother’s ass up about five inches, then dropped her. Again she was impaled on the massive rigid meat.”
“Oh, honey. Mommy loves the way you answer,” she cooed.
“Fuck me! Make me pregnant!” she whispered in my ear.
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