Incestuous Relationship With Sexy Mother
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Incestuous Relationship With Sexy Mother – Part 2 free porn video
Hey everyone! I want to thank all of you for showering such appreciation on my very first sex story. Frankly, I never expected the ‘Editor’s Picks’ tag! Thanks once again, and now begins the continuation of the previous story.
It begins right where I left it. So be sure to read the previous one! This is the second part of the story.
I was swimming in an infinity pool overlooking the skyline of my city. It looked really beautiful in the early morning. However, as soon as I heard a voice behind me, I realized a more beautiful spectacle.
I was forced to keep my mouth closed when I saw that it was my mother who was calling out to me. This time, she was in a semi-transparent black bathrobe. It was covering her body in the right places.
A portion of her long hair was on her shoulders, and the remaining was caressing her hips. A few strands were flying due to the wind. I was trying to observe every little detail as possible.
I did not recover until I heard her calling again in a more sexy tone, “Priyank, don’t tell me you are still dreaming about last night’s shower.” I replied, “Nah, not even thinking about that. I’m thinking about the multiple scenarios which might occur in this pool.”
She started laughing and said, “I still wonder, how the hell did I raise such a naughty boy.” While she was laughing, my attention went to her chest, where I saw her breasts bouncing. With great difficulty, I looked back at her face and said, “Come on, join me.”
She looked at me, pursed her lips, and slowly opened her black bathrobe. I instantly got a boner. I saw her luscious body covered with only two pieces of fragments. Her black silky bra was trying its best to contain her massive mounds and her tight black panty.
She saw me checking her out and, with a smirk, turned her back towards me. With her highest level of audacity, she pulled up her flowing black silky hair and tied it into her hair clip. I always hated her clips and bows, and whatever the heck, the other items prevented her hair from flowing.
When she turned towards me, she had that evil smirk on her face which she knew was because of her tying up her hair. She started walking down in the pool, her breasts heaving with every step. With perfect strokes, she began her swift breaststrokes and was swimming laps beside me.
After a couple of laps, we rested on the side and started looking at the receding darkness. Even though the temperature-controlled pool pushed out cold water, it was not enough to dispel my heat. I looked at mom from the corner of my eye and saw that she, too, was taking deep breaths.
I put my hand on her waist, and instinctively, she leaned onto my shoulders. I kissed her forehead. She buried her face in my chest. I turned towards her and held her tender face with my hands. Taking one hand behind her head, I unclasped her clip and threw it down into the city.
She laughed observing that action but her later laugh was engulfed in a passionate kiss. I had started chewing on her lips rigorously. She responded with equal vigor. While my one hand was buried in her wet open hair behind her head, the other was massaging her left breast.
I proceeded to remove her bra when…
“Priyank, wake up son, why are you sleeping here?” I was awakened from my sleep by my mother, who was covered in her pink satin nighty. I woke up and said in a rough voice, “The AC broke down in my bedroom, mom, that’s why I came here to sleep on the sofa.”
She understood the situation and ruffled her soft hands through my hair and replied, “Ahh, I will get it repaired today itself. In the meantime, go and crash on my bed. I will prepare breakfast and then wake you up.” Saying this, she went to the door to fetch the milk.
I waited for her to leave and then dashed onto her bedroom, not wanting her to see my rock-hard erection due to that sexy dream. My sleep had disappeared, and I decided to play around in her room. I pretended to sleep and saw from the slight opening of my eye that my mom was using her washroom.
No sooner had she locked the door than I heard her using the bathroom. I sat up and started smelling the bedsheet. I found the spot quickly and smelled. Indeed it did emanate that orgasmic smell. I checked the laundry bag. This time, I was in a bit of a treat. I found her panty inside!
I ran my fingers over it and smelled it. The smell was quite stronger than the one on her bedsheet. Daringly, I gulped down all my saliva and inserted the panty in my mouth. My tongue collided with the remaining portion of her orgasm.
I removed the panty immediately to prevent it from getting wet. I chucked it in the laundry bag. I crashed on the bed on my stomach and pretended to sleep. In no time, my mom came out of the bathroom. She had taken a bath, and her long black wet hair fell on her back.
Her remaining body was tightly clutched in her towel and casting one look at me. She left the room after chucking her clothes in the laundry bag. I was disappointed as I thought that she was going to change in front of me, but then I realized that she would change in my room.
She entered the room after a few minutes. I acted as if I was in a deep sleep. I felt her hand ruffle my back this time and got an instant banner. Calling out my name softly, she urged me to wake up. As I sat up, she pecked my cheek and left the room, and my eyes caught her latest appearance.
This time, she was dressed in workout clothes with those tight yoga pants. Her long hair was pulled up in a tight bun which annoyed me the most. She left the room, and I cleaned myself. I decided not to masturbate the next time. I was desirous of ejaculating inside her.
I got ready in my office wear, and she was waiting for me at the breakfast table. I fought the urge not to stare at her breasts and maintained a decent conversation with her. We left the house together. As per the usual routine, I dropped her at the gym and headed for the office.
Entering the office, I went to my cabin and loosened my tie. I wanted to fuck my mom desperately, but I wanted to seduce her first. Chuckling at my desire, I opened my bag and placed a frame on my desk. It was a photo of me with my mom at some movie premiere.
She was wearing a normal tight t-shirt and jeans. I observed that photo, trying to remember the memories of that day. Pamela broke my chain of thoughts. She is my office colleague and was one of the adamant chicks who wanted to get into bed with me.
Every time she threw hints, I acted like a dumb guy and went ahead. She came in, and I observed that her top few buttons were open to show her cleavage. Winking at me, she said, “Good morning, buddy boy, where are you lost at?”
She saw the photo on my desk, and her face immediately fell. “Oh, is that your girlfriend?” I almost choked on my saliva. “No, no, Pamela, that’s er, that is my mother.” She looked at me horrified and said, “Dude, you have got to be shitting me.”
I laughed and pulled out my phone and showed her some other pics with my mom. Though she was calm and composed, I could sense a bit of jealousy in her voice when she was complimenting my mom. Finally, she said, “I’m so sorry, man, I will better leave.” I told her it was completely ok and chuckled.
While working, I came across a research paper which talked about how jealousy triggered women. That’s when I understood that women are incredibly jealous and want to be equal or better than others.
If a woman hits on a man, then another woman will hit on the same man from jealousy within her. I put 2 and 2 together. I decided to use both for the perfect seduction plan for my mom. It was done. I had decided to seduce the fuck out of my mom. I was going to make it unbearable for her.
But for that, I needed to find out if she had an affair or not. So I did the best thing that I could. I logged into her Facebook and read her chats. This thought, a month ago, would have made me ashamed. But this time, I was just a horny ass who was desperate.
I skimmed through her chats with her best friend, Samantha. To my surprise, I found out that my mom had not been sexually active since my dad’s accident. She told her friend that she wanted to keep her image clean in society and not a ‘divorced slut.’
That time, I was determined to give her the best fuck she could have ever imagined. My cock became very hard just thinking about how tight her pussy could be. I then chalked out the entire plan and put the wheels in motion.
Firing up my browser, I sent an email to the HR department. And then, I sent another to Mr. Dalal. Closing the browser, I applauded my genius and resumed my work.
I returned home and headed straight away to my mom’s bathroom. I opened up her shower and clogged it with some m-seal. I then headed over to my bathroom and had a short shower. My hands were shaking when I admired my work. As usual, I had placed my office laundry in the laundry bag.
However, this time, I cut a small hole in the laundry bag and placed my camera-cum-mic pen in it. The camera could record the person who was taking a shower. I then left the bathroom and started watching the TV. My mom came home after 5 minutes. I had difficulty controlling my breath.
She was dressed in her tight workout outfit. This time, her hair was pulled back tightly in a long ponytail. Her cleavage was visible, and it glistened with sweat. After the usual greetings, mom went into her bathroom to have a bath. I counted till 10 and then heard my mom coming out in her towel.
She asked me, “Dear, there is something wrong with my shower. I urgently need to take a bath now. I’m using yours.” I replied, sure and she went to the bathroom. By the time she took a bath, I had arranged the table with some excellent desserts I had got on my way home.
I saw my mom coming out of my bedroom in her purple satin knee-length bathrobe. Her wet hair was dripping some water. I had to fight my urge to fuck her right there, not giving two hoots about the repercussions.
On being asked the reason for the sweets, I answered, “My company has given me an allowance to go on a vacation to Candolim. They are going to bear the travel expenses. So I thought what would be a much better time than to go on a vacation for a week along with my dear mother!”
My mom’s face lit up with happiness. She came and pulled me into a hug. It was difficult for me to control my erection as my nose was buried in her wet hair. My chest was feeling her big mounds.
When we pulled out, she gave me a peck on my cheeks and said, “I’m so excited for the trip. When are we leaving?” I replied, “This Friday!” We quickly finished the dinner. Mom retired to her room to start her packing.
While she was busy with her packing, I went into the bathroom and retrieved my pen. Removing its cap, I inserted the USB into my laptop and played the video. The video was captured perfectly!
My mom entered the shower and removed her towel, and was fully naked! I saw my mom naked for the first time. Her body looked much better than what I had seen in my dreams. Her breasts were just perfect. They had not sagged one bit.
Her ass was prodding outwards, waiting to be spanked, and her pussy was clean-shaven. As the warm water fell on mom, she began shampooing her hair. I have a hair fetish and felt like my cock would tear apart my pants and come out.
After washing her hair, she then washed her entire body and suddenly started fingering. I was happy that the camera also had a mic. It had recorded her controlled yet stifled moans! She came heavily after a few minutes.
When I thought it would be the end, I was surprised as she started fingering herself again! My mom was sexually deprived. She then came again, rested for some time, and then finished her bath. I somehow concealed my erection and went to check on my mom.
As I entered her room, I saw two separate piles of clothes on the bed. My mom had a nervous face. She asked me, “Son, it is understandable if you say no. But will you have a problem if I wore short and slightly revealing clothes throughout the entire trip?”
I was happy with her question and replied, “Absolutely, mom, it does not matter what I think. What matters is what you like. If you’re comfortable in short clothes, then sure as hell, you put on those. It’s a win-win situation. You like what you wear, and women will get jealous of you. The other men will get jealous of me for having such a beautiful partner.”
My mom raised her eyebrows and said, “Partner, huh?” I replied, “You are underestimating yourself. You don’t look a day older than 22. Bless your exercise and diet.” My mom playfully hit me on my shoulders and said, “Ok, now go, you naughty.” I laughed and left the room.
We arrived at a resort in Candolim and settled down in our comfortable rooms. It was nighttime. So we just had a walk on the beach, had dinner, and crashed for a good sleep. Before sleeping, I had a good conversation with Mr. Dalal. I sent him my address along with the second installment of his money.
He felt a bit weird with our deal. But he was more than happy to oblige as long as I gave him money. The next morning after our breakfast, we headed for the excellent pool. I had changed into my swimwear and headed there first. Mom put on her cyan-colored bikini and told me she would join me in 10 minutes.
The second part of the plan kicked off immediately. Mr. Dalal was a man of his word. He had sent beautiful Russian, Latin and Indian ladies to the hotel and had checked into the same hotel. I was secretly paying for their bill.
The deal was, they had to seduce me in front of my mom so that she would get jealous and get turned on. I immediately shook hands with them and thanked them for their job in advance. Of course, they were not aware of our relationship.
They were told that she was my newly wedded shy wife and happily agreed to carry out their tasks with perfection. I stepped into the infinity pool, and the ladies went to their room. My mom came in soon after and sat on the lounge chair, sunbathing.
Soon, the ladies came near my mom. The Russian one whispered to the others enough for my mom and me to hear, “Oh my god, he is such a hot dude. My pussy is already releasing juices. I can’t wait to fuck him. Imma beat you, girls, to him.”
I saw my mom stiffen herself, but she could not do anything. Probably she didn’t want to intervene, which was perfect by me. The Russian lady loosened her hair and dived into the pool. With perfect strokes, she started swimming right beside me.
When I had stopped, she came up right next to me and winked at me. I smiled at her and went to the edge of the infinity pool. She came up right beside me and said, “I heard the sunsets from here are beautiful.” I played along and said, “Oh yes, they are extremely pretty.”
She then went for the kill, and in a voice that was audible for my mom, she said, “I’m not much into sunsets. But boy, I would love to see you go down.” Even though I had paid for it, I almost choked on my saliva. Her friends were giggling at the back.
She came up real close to me and said, “How about you swing by my room and we see how things go?” I was about to playback at her when water splashed around us. I looked at the source of the sound. The first thing that I saw was that the lounge chair was empty.
As soon as I realized what had transpired, my mom’s face rose from the water right beside me. It was all over again. My body gave the same reactions as usual, difficulty in breathing and a rock-hard cock. Her wet hair was falling down her shoulders and floating on the water.
She walked up to me and gave me a sensual embrace, usually one which a partner gives to the other, and kissed me sensually on my cheeks. I was taken aback by all these events. Her reaction was pretty fast than what I had anticipated!
She slid one of her arms around my waist and replied to the Russian chick, “I’m sorry, ma’am, but this one is taken. And he is going down on me.” The chick looked at us, winked at me, and left the pool. They decided to stay back so that my mom would stay in the same position.
I felt mom’s breasts rub me on the side of my chest. She glanced back and saw if the women were still there and suddenly came in front of me. Her back touched my stomach this time. She grabbed my arms and interlocked them around her waist, right below her mounds.
Her ass was bucked up in my cock. She turned her head slightly to the right, and with her left hand, she forced my lips onto her neck and moaned. The women got the cue and left. As soon as they left, my mom slowly disengaged herself from me.
I broke the tension by laughing and thanked her for saving my ass. The awkwardness was gone, and we climbed out of the pool. Mom decided to go to the bathroom to change. And that’s where the second play of the seduction stage was scheduled.
As my mom entered the bathroom, the three chicks followed suit and entered the bathroom. On my instructions, they staged a conversation there. The Russian said loudly, “Oh God, Malina, that guy was so fucking hot. His abs, his arms, and his shoulders were just perfect.”
“When I was flirting with him, I had a good look at his erect cock, and it was easily 7 inches. Imagine it, Mehdi, fucking imagine, 7 inches inside your warm pussy. And if he is having a hard time getting it up, then he can satisfy us with those long-ass fingers!”
Malina, the Latin one, replied, “Oh yes, God, I envy that chick. She’s got a perfect male partner, one for whom the majority of us would die to get in bed. I would personally love an erotic hard coupling with him for an entire night. I don’t care if I am unable to sit or walk for days after that.”
Mehdi, the Indian one, added, “But that damned chick is in the way. God, I’m jealous of her too. Have you seen her body? She is one hell of a bomb, more than three of us combined. Her breasts, waist, and ass are just perfect. If that guy has a hair fetish, then he is in for a treat. Honestly, it’s a lost cause.”
Sofia, the Russian one, replied, “No, not at any cost am I giving up on him. I say we seduce him at the bar and wait for the entire night. Anyways, our rooms are parted by one wall. If we don’t hear any moans at night, it is safe to deduce that the two are not sexually active. Then we go in for a kill. Ladies, if that is the case, then get ready because he is going to be in our bed tomorrow night!”
As they were making all these statements, mom started relating each one to hers. When my dick size was being discussed, she remembered feeling it in her ass. When my arms, shoulders, and chest were discussed, she remembered being crushed in that seductive hug.
When my fingers were discussed, she remembered them caressing her waist. When her physical measurements were being discussed, she smiled. When my mom entered the bar, she saw all three girls flirting with me. Jealousy engulfed her, and she had three shots of vodka in rapid succession.
Just as Sofia was leaning in to give a peck on my cheek, my mom intervened in between and held her jaw. She said in a soft tone, “What part of he is going down on me did you not understand?” Saying this, mom crashed onto my lap. Her next move was not at all anticipated by me.
She looked at me, then at my lips, and attacked them passionately. Our lips played with each other. In no time, our tongues were swirling around each other. Her left hand was playing with my hair, and her right one was caressing my abs.
My left hand was caressing her back, and the right one was engulfed in her dense hair. We kept on kissing for a while, took two small breaks for breathing, and continued again. The third time we were out of breath, mom broke out of the kiss, slammed her hand on the bar.
She had two more shots in rapid succession and told Sofia, “Well, you can’t see, but you can hear. So you better hear how he goes down on me.” Saying this, mom grabbed me by my hand and started walking towards our room. I signaled the three chicks to follow and pretend as if they were going to their room.
As soon as we entered the room, mom locked the door and jumped on me. Her lips attacked mine with vigor, and I returned the passion. I was ready to
To be continued.
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