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Following is a creative work of fiction. It involves intimate moments of both physical and psychological nature between mother and son, intended for fun. All the names, characters, and incidents are works of pure imagination. They do not resemble any real-life names, characters, and incidents.
I woke up with my brother shaking me to wake up. I looked at my brother, who was in school uniform with half-open eyes.
Brother: What happened? Are you not going to college?
Me: I am feeling feverish. I won’t go.
Brother: Why are you sleeping here?
Me: Since the fever won’t spread to you guys, mom brought me here and cared for me all night.
Brother: Okay.
He didn’t bother to ask any more questions and left. I tried to sleep again. But the voices of my brother and sister have made my sleep elusive. The last I remember was my brother shouting to my mom that he was going to school.
By the time I woke up, it was almost 10:30. I was feeling light. No one would believe that last night I fucked my mom here in this very room. But now, the room seemed naïve without a hint. I could hear some movement in the kitchen, hinting my mom was busy with cooking.
The main door is closed, but I double-checked before going into the next room. I looked at the shelf and tried to search for the blouse which I had torn. Trying to think what she must have done, I entered the kitchen to see my mom cooking. She is busy stirring the curry, and the strong flavors hit my nostrils.
I stood at the entrance, turning my gaze to her. I was amazed looking at her. She was wearing a new brinjal-colored blouse. A white nylon sari with floral prints blue, pink, and brinjal colors was wrapped to her body, exposing her curves. All of them feeding to my lust again.
At the same time, I am feeling hungry and a bit dizzy. But the lust in me overtook my hunger. My manhood was already making a tent in my pant. I went from behind and stuck my body hard to her back, holding her by the midriff. My dick was poking on her ass cheeks, and I was kissing her shoulder blades.
She was startled for a moment and cooperated with my moves. My hands slowly raised from waist to boobs. And it was at that moment she caught my hand tightly.
Mom: First go and fresh up. I’ll get you something to eat.
Me: I want this for my breakfast.
I said, poking dick in her ass and pressing her boobs symbolically. She was silent for a moment, and she again said, “Let me finish the cooking.”
“First, let me finish doing you,” I said and turned off the gas stove, “Let’s bath together today,” I said.
She said, “I already did.”
“But do it with me again. Who’s going to stop you?” I retorted with a smile.
She smiled and released herself from my clutches, “Let me get some hot water.”
I let her do the chore while I became stark naked. The night the lights were turned off. Now my nakedness is clear in the daylight. My dick was standing and jumping up and down in the air as I moved. My mom completed preparing water for the bath and looked at me, walking towards her with my nakedness.
Mom: You have become shameless.
Me: After last night, what is there to be ashamed of, Shobha?
I said, standing close to her, who is still in her sari.
Me: I want you to become like me and come for a bath.
“No,” she said shyly with a smile.
Me: Much better. Let’s get into the bath. I will disrobe you one by one enjoying each inch of your body. I would love you to see how your son removes clothes from your body and fuck you here. You are going to have the fuck of your life, mom. A standing hardcore fuck.
She was smiling and looking at me with eyes widened and interested. I moved close to her, pulling her close to me. Looking into her naughty eyes and face with a naughty smile, I walked, pushing her into the bathing area. I walked till we hit the wall, and I was crushing her boobs on my chest.
Then I moved my face close to her to take her lips. She closed her eyes. My hands were groping her naked waist as we kissed. My other hand groped her ass. The kiss became intense, pushing each other’s heads in response. Our bodies are heating up.
After few minutes, we stopped kissing and looked at each other. I took the mug of water from the bucket and pinned her to the wall with my chest crushing her boobs. I poured water on both of us, making us wet. After a few mugs, I could see the clear curves of her body.
I stopped, and my hands explored those curves passing from waist to boobs to neck till her head. I then slowly removed the loose end of the wet sari covering those boobs. The trickles on her boobs were making us mad. I lowered my head, placed lips, sucked the water over the boobs.
She held my back and was close to me. I was getting excited. Slowly I started removing the hooks. The naked boobs with brown areoles gave their divine appearance. I was mad with lust. I started pushing my hardened dick over womanhood from above her sari.
My dick was throbbing, and my mind had an extreme adrenaline rush looking at my mom half-naked. I eagerly pulled out the blouse and threw it away. It fell in the middle of the kitchen. I saw her lustful eyes and holding her waist pulled closer to me. Her boobs crushed to mine while we kissed madly.
Then I made her sit on the small wooden plank resting on the cement vessel for holding water. I lifted her soaked saree while my dick was jumping in the air, throbbing. As I was exposing her, she looked at me with lust. When her pussy was exposed, I positioned my dick between her legs and slowly pushed it in.
She involuntarily wrapped her legs around my waist. This pushed my dick into her pussy easily. It was wet and slippery.
“Already hot, bitch,” I said.
“Fuck me,” she said.
I slowly started moving and drilling her pussy while my hands mauled her boobs. At times I pinched the nipples making her moan while pushing my dick hard into her cunt. I was talking all dirty while enjoying the fuck. She, at times, responded dirtily.
I was not sure for how long I was pumping her. But then, out of the blue, she said, “Fuck me properly.” I held her tightly and embraced her. Then I lifted her while locking my dick with her pussy. Then I pinned her to the wall and started ramming her pussy. She was going ecstatic and mad.
After fucking 15 minutes, I came inside her this time. As our bodies tried to relax, I was holding her to the wall. My dick was still hard, and I could feel the juices dripped from her pussy to over my testicles. As the drop of the juice reached the leg halfway, I took the mug and started pouring water over us.
Maintaining the same position, we completely disrobed, exposing our locking of genitals. Then we bathed each other. She applied soap to my body, and I also applied soap to her. Then we enjoyed a relaxing bath with warm water. We came to the bedroom still locking.
But this time, we disentangled. My dick came out still hard and ready. Mom looked at it with widened eyes.
“Oh! My god, you are still hard. What should I do with this?” she said, pointing to my dick.
“Maybe take it into your pussy,” I said shamelessly and pushed onto the bed.
We had steamy sex for another hour and then rested for another hour. When we got up, it was 1:45 pm. Mom rushed into the kitchen wearing a new sari. She cooked lunch. By the time we had lunch, it was almost 3:30. As she came and rested, I was again ready for another session.
When I held her waist, she said she was tired. I just kissed her for few minutes and held her waist. I finger fucked her. She was looking at me while I fucked for 15 minutes. That night I didn’t get a chance to take her to the next room as she was tired.
The next day I had to go to college. But my mind was on when I would fuck her again. I made plans that I would take her to the next room again today. But the time has planned something else for me. When I reached home, I found that my dad had already come.
All my spirits were dampened, and my mom could see it on my face. But she didn’t make any expression. She was a completely normal mom again. I wondered if this is the same woman who bathed naked with me and got shamelessly fucked by me the other day.
I was confused by her behavior that evening. And that night, she slept in her normal place between my brother and sister. I was horny for her and upset. But I could not sleep that night. After a couple of hours, both my siblings were in a deep sleep. I took the chance and put my hand over my brother to reach her.
After pushing my hand into a blanket, I removed my sister’s hand from her waist and took her waist. When I was pressing her waist, she woke up and held my hand. She removed my hand and tried to sleep, but I again held her waist.
This time she raised half of her body – first looked at my siblings, then at the watch which the radium hands showed as 11:05. Then looked at me for a second and asked what I wanted. I signaled, putting my hand on my dick. She looked at me for a second. It was almost dark, and we could hardly see.
She was the first to get down from the bed. I took the lead and got down. As I started to get down, she walked into the kitchen. I got down and followed her into the kitchen. She was just beside the entrance. As I entered the kitchen, she pulled me closed and whispered, “What do you want?”
I kept my mouth near her ear said, “You know what I want.” I held her mid-riff.
“Don’t be mad. Your dad is in the next room. He can come any minute. Be careful. He always suspects me. Behave till he is around.”
“So once he is not there, I can misbehave?” I asked in a whisper naughtily.
She didn’t respond. I embraced her tightly, pressing her boobs to my chest.
“Please, babu! Don’t behave like this when your dad is around. Wait till he leaves.”
“When will he leave?”
“I can’t ask him that? How am I supposed to ask that?”
“Then I can’t wait.”
“He can come inside any minute. Leave me and go to sleep.”
“No, he won’t come till so soon. I know he always takes to the next room only after 12:30. We still have 1 hour.”
“What do you want to do?”
“How about you getting fucked in a night by both your son and husband?”
“No, I can’t do it. If he comes, everything will end.”
“Don’t worry, Shobha. We will finish in 10 minutes. Please cooperate.”
By the time she would say something, I closed her lips and started mauling her boobs. Within minutes I stripped her naked and, pushing her to the wall, started ramming her cunt. Our naked bodies enjoyed. She soon forgot that her husband was in the next room and her other two children in the immediate room.
She enjoyed the fuck. It was an hour before I released her. When we were done, she wore her clothes and suddenly realized the time. We hurried to our places on the bed. She gave that naughty smile which I could see as my eyes got used to the darkness.
I am satisfied both physically and egoistically. I fucked her before her husband. My dad came after an hour and took her to the next room for a fuck. The next morning when I woke up, mom was in the kitchen. I first got down and came out to check the whereabouts of my dad.
He was not in the other bedroom and the front room. The door to the front room was closed but not locked. I knew that he must have gone to get the newspaper which he usually does. I latched the door from inside and rushed into the kitchen.
While going into the kitchen, I check on my siblings, who are still deep asleep. Mom has already too the bath and was making the tea. I went from behind and held, pushing my dick on her ass burying my face in her neck. She balanced herself and with a smile.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“Dad has gone out to buy the newspaper,” I whispered back.
“So what? Your siblings will get up anytime. And he can be back anytime,” mom said.
I pushed her towards me and started kissing her. I played with her waist.
Mom: No, not now. Please, we don’t have time to do this.
Me: I know. Let me enjoy this waist.
She remained silent. Then again, after a few seconds.
Mom: The door is not closed.
Me: I latched it from inside.
Mom: Idiot, what will I say? Why I locked.
Me: Say that you went for bathing.
She did not respond. I continued my playing. Then again, I asked, “How was last night? You got fucked by your son and husband with a gap of 30 minutes. How is it getting fucked by son and husband on the same night?”
There was a silence. I released and looked at her face. She had a naughty smile.
Me: You liked it.
She smiled but did not answer.
Me: You act like Pativrata, but you are a horny bitch.
Mom: Watch your words, boy.
Me: I am already fucking you. What is there to watch in words. You are my horny bitch. Be ready for action again tonight.
Mom: No, I won’t. Your dad is here. You won’t get lucky every night.
“Let’s see,” saying this, I went back, unlatched the door, and got down to my daily chores.
The day went by normally. At night I forced her for a fuck. The same ritual continued for weeks. Every day she expresses the same fear, but at night gets fucked.
After a month my dad decided to go to the village. It was Friday. As he was leaving that evening, we secretly exchanged smiles. My brother went to drop him and get some groceries. While my sister worked on homework, I went into the kitchen and held mom in my embrace.
She was shying with smiles. I spoke in whispers in her ears. “Ready for action tonight. We have a long night Shobha again.”
She giggled. I kissed her lips and left her to do her chores. At night I took her to the next room. She came, and we got cozy. As we started to heat our bodies, I said, “Shobha, I want to marry you and fuck you like a wife.”
She smiled, and I pressed her waist. She knows by now that I liked her waist. She pushed her sari away, exposing her waist wrapped in a sari. I bent down and started kissing it.
I sucked it, mauled it till my heart’s content, and then my hands went on to take her boobs. As we locked our eyes, I proposed to her. This time she responded.
Mom: I am already married to your father.
Me: I want to marry you again. Remove this mangalsutra and tie it again. I want fuck you like a bride in all the saris. I want to be your real husband. As I always say, he is the husband for the world, but I am your real husband.
Mom: After marrying, what do you want to do?
Me: Fuck you like a wife.
Mom: Now also, you do the same. Why marry me?
Me: Now you are my mom. I am fucking you like a horny bitch. I want to fuck you like your husband. I want to tie the mangalsutra again. I want to have the first night.
She was silent.
Me: I will show you how many ways you can get fucked. I will teach you Kamasutra.
She silently looked at me.
Me: Silence is half agreement. Let’s get married when my siblings go out with dad for a trip. They are planning it for the next month.
She is still looking at me. I smiled and pulled her closer to me.
“What?” I asked.
Mom: Nothing. I am not sure what all the things you will make me do.
Me: You have a lot of surprises.
She smiled naughtily, closing in my face teasing me with her lips. I locked them without leaving anything for chance. Pulling her closer, I just switched off the gas stove. We lost in time till we suddenly realized that it was too long. At the same time, we disentangled, my brother walked in.
For the remaining part of the evening, I had to keep my hands to myself. We exchanged secret seductive smiles. It was hard for me to control my urges to take my mom to bed. Finally, we were able to retire to bed, switching off the lights.
It was hard to control my itching hands to keep them to myself and wait till the time was ripe. Sleep was hardly around that night. Just 3 hours seemed like eons. It was instinctive, and when it was ready, I rose with my elbows on the bed and tapped her shoulder.
She rose head looking at me in the darkness as if she was waiting for the same moment. I signaled her, pointing her to the next bedroom. We slowly got down from the bed without disturbing my siblings.
As we got down, I walked towards her, held her by the waist, and, moving close to her ears, expressed my wish, “Shobha, wear the green sari. Ah! But with the new 3/4th blouse that you got recently.
She held my head, pushing her fingers into the back of my hair and pulling my ear close to her ear, said something which surprised me.
“I know! That’s why I already got the blouse ready.”
She left to the next room, leaving me to my fate for the next few tens of minutes. I walked to the next room to get down to the arrangements to engage her for the night. I successfully made the bed on the same spot as I fucked the first time.
Today I was busy making the same bed ready for us. It was a weird feeling but aroused me. I was done with making the bed and lighting up a couple of incense sticks. I was strolling around the room with my hardened dick. Just the thought that I would fuck her on the same bed when my dad left was arousing.
After around 15 minutes, the door opened. My mom Shobha entered the room in a green-colored tiger striped nylon sari with a 3/4th hands blouse. The bare waist was exposed more than necessary. I understood that it was a necessary evil which I liked very much.
I couldn’t wait any further. Without waiting, I pushed her to the wall and held her waist, looking into her eyes. It was then she said something for which I don’t have an answer even today.
Mom: Why are you crazy about my waist? I know that you are mad about it. But not sure why.
Me: Even I am not sure, Shobha. But whenever I look at it, it provokes me to maul it to my heart’s content. And that, Shobha, will happen.
Mom: Oh! Soon I will become old, and you won’t love it the same way you do now.
It was new for me. She was oozing out such words out of her mouth like a lover. But I loved them. I quickly squeezed her lips for a minute, and then looking into her eyes, I said.
Me: Never, mom, your waist would never get old, and I would maul it even when you are old. I will drill your pussy when it wrinkles.
Mom: Really?
Me: Try me! You will see. Now stop talking, let me lock your beautiful lips between mine and your waist in my hand. And stop thinking, mom, enjoy the fuck.
She didn’t respond nor reject the idea. It was minutes before I played around with the waist and ran hands over her boobs, getting cozy in her arms. She put her arms on my back now and caressed it. I was aroused more by the act. I mauled it so hard that she released it by loosening her lips from mine.
Mom: Be gentle!
Me: Can’t darling, I waited to fuck you for long.
I held by her waist and took her to bed which was now made on the floor. This was to avoid creaky sounds that the cot releases when it shakes violently with my hardcore strokes. Yeah! And also from the strokes of her husband and my dad.
She lay on the bed, cooperating with my actions. I disrobed myself of the minimal robes which covered my body, leaving me in my underwear with a bulge. As I jumped on her, she shied away.
I pinned her hands on either side of her head and moved on top of her. She was still the same shy woman. In the first round, I fucked her by raising her petticoat along with her sari and pumped her for the rest of the night. I think it was early morning, around 5 am when she left the room.
We didn’t care if my siblings woke up in the middle of the night and enjoyed the night. It was the first time she hadn’t complained about getting late. As she left the room, I restored the bed to its previous place. I just got down to my rest after three quick fucks.
To be continued.
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