Uncle takes mom with a plan

hi friends iam rajesh.I will narate a story of my mom.her name is vinatha.this was a time when i was in 5th std.At that time her age was 42.she had well shaped boobs with big buttocks,sexy face and red lips.I am the only son and my father is bank emplyee.He had a collegue named raj.he was 58 at that time. He was half bald and ugly faced.his teeth looked as he never brush.Someyimes he used to visit us in presence of dad.Mom never liked him .I often heard her complaining dad not to ask him come home.May b because of the way he used to stare mom.he never dared to come in absence of dad.He lived somewhere else in the city. 
One day there was a party organised by bank manager on behalf of his farewell.He was very close to us and a very nice person.We all were invited. 
A day before the party my dad's uncle expired so he has to go to our village.He talked to manager saying he cant come but his family ll be there for sure. 
Mom dressed well in black sari, she was looking hot and spicy.we took an auto and reached venue.manager greeted us,and introduced to different ppl he asked his kids to play with me.suddenly i saw uncle raj standing with his friend,he saw me too, he came to me and asked where is ur dad, i told him the story.He was happy like anything to hear about dads absence.his yellowish teeth glittered and he kissed me on cheek and said" beta go and play"...he was smelling of sweat and his mouth smelt like gutter. 
I was suspicius about what is he upto. 
So i decided to keep eye on him.He was searching for a chance to meet mom when she is alone.Finaly he got the chance after dinner.He went and asked something.Mom was serious while talking to him.I think she knew about his bad intentions.Suddenly he put his hand on her shoulder .She gave a tight slap to him.He was stunned.But noone noticed it.He came back .I could see anger on his face. 
I didnt see him for nest half an hour.He came back from somewhere took a glass and took some mirinda in it.He went to a corner and added some powder to it.Then he went upto mom .She was sitting alone now and waiting to leave.I also went closer to hear .He told mom" i am really sorry for what i have done,plz forgive me he said he ll never repeat it.".Mom said "i dont want to talk about it".Uncle "plz forgive me.I swear of my wife that i ll not repeat it". 
To end the matter she said "fine".He gave him the drink and insisted to drink it.Mom refused to for sometime but he assisted continously.She didnt want to talk at all to him.So she drank it.He then moved away. 
10 mins after this she fell unconcious.Everybody noticed this time and asked aboit it.Uncle raj intervened and told "oh she jau had a neat whisky ".Everyone was shocked as she never drink she is very orthodox types.Uncle raj then said" guys dont worry i ll drop both of them home in my car" 
He then asked others to continue and took mom in arma and asked me to come with him.He has carrying her in his arms .He reached where his car was parked.He then asked driver to take his car out.Driver was smilling at us.I guess mom is not his first victim. 
Driver opened back gate and uncle made mom to sit on back seat and he sat beside her.Driver asked me to come and sit on front seat..He then called his wife and told him" mujhe aaj kaam hai,mai subha aaunga" 
Driver started the car and started driving.I was looking outside suddenly i saw in the rear mirror.I was shockedto see unclewas pressing her boobs very badly.But she was unconcious.He then took her head in his his hands and kissed her badly.He was kissing her continously.I was so small at that time i was confused. I turned back and asked him "uncle what are u doing",he jerked but he was intelligent, he said "oh i was giving her some oxygen",i said ok.He then stopped doing it but now his hands were working....He took his one hand in her sari .He then took his hand out and smelled his finger.He was breathing hard now.He was also pressing her boobs continously and some times he even licked her neck. 
Finally we reached home.He asked me to open the gate and he asked driver to go his home and leave the car.I went and opened gate ,he took her in his mascular arms and went directly to her bedroom.He then went to bathroom to get fresh. 
I was sitting near her. I could see her make up is ruyined by this ugly looking old man.Her lipstick cud be seen on uncles lips.Her sari wasnt proper.Her hairs were distorted. 

Ah uncle raj came out of bathroom .I told "uncle u can go now, i can take care of her" 
He smiled and said" beta if i leave today , how ll i face ur dad tomo 
so i ll be taking care tonight if something happens u dont worry" 
I asked me to go and sleep i refused.He assiasted again and again since finaally i have to leave.I think he knew that as time pass mom be gaining conciousness , so he didnt want to waste any time. 
I went to my room and pretend as i am sleeping.He came to my room and as he was convinced i am sleeping . He went inside bedroom and locked it from inside .I heard the sound of locking i ran towards the gate and started watching from key hole. 
As he went inside i saw mom still unconscious was lying on a bed.He took out his cloth one by one and became ,completely nude,i cud sree a big massive tool nearly 7 inches.hissing like a snake.He then started taking of her sari he removed it completely.He was breathing heavily.Mom was reduced to bra and panty as he removed petticot. 
Her bog boobs were available to this monster now.He became so excite to see it that he tored the bra out and then he tored the panty. 
no both were completely nude. He then starting licking her body bard and made her full body wet with his saliva.I noticed moms cunt now ,she had got some golden hairs on it.He licked each of her hairs.He licked her armpits like some icecream , but she was out of this world,even he was not enjoying this completely,he then got up and went to toilet to get some water and sprinkled on her face. 
she satrting gaining consciousness.He then quikly positioned himself in between her legs and was lying above her,his dick was touching moms cunt.and he was socking her boobs like a new born baby...with every second she was coming back to this world.as she was totally ok now ,but shwe suddenly saw uncle raj on her body,with a hot weapon rubbing her cunt.He knew thet she ll shout ,he pressed her mouth and told her "dont even think of shouting ur soon ll come and ll be shocked to see u like this" 
mom was crying with tears."Plz leave me raj.I m married with 11yr old son",he replied " doesnt matter its a matter of 1 night only". 
and was rubbing his giant on her pink cunt.and now he was trying to have a lip kiss for the first time while mom is concious ,mom startied pushing him with her hands.he thehen took out his hands from her back and pulled apart both her hand .And tried ti kiss but mom moved her face away as he came closer,bot his dick was working hard as it rubbed on her cont continously.his ass was moving like a wave to assist his penis to rub her cunt....both hands were apart with fingers crossed,and he was licking her neck and cheek,he sometimes tried to lick her lips but didnt suceed,,,this went on for five mins as mom was saying" no .....plz chod do.... no plz... raj plz"..but he ws too busy to hear such cries.Tears coming out continously....after 10 mins moms toes were moving in a up and down manner ,i guess he was also getting charged.....she was conyinously weepng bit cries changed this time ""plz ummm umm mmmm aah umm raj uuummmm". 
Both were breathing very fast now...she then gave a loud cry " aah aah aaaaaahhhaahhhhhhhhhhhhh"...yes she hads an orgasm but still weeping.. 
uncle raj did it for 2 more mins and a loud moan came out "" aaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh" 
he then fell on her and now left her hands free and took his fingers to moms seed and licked it while lying on her...... 

He asked after sometime "how are u feeling now".. 
she replied " plz aab jane do..." 
uncle " are abhi to kuch hua hi nahi hai" 
mom" dekho aaj mera period hai, i ll be pregnant if u do it inside" 
uncle "no problem , i ll give u two options, if u cooperate i ll cum outside and if u dont i ll rape u and make u preganant" 
She started crying.Till this time he was noticing her body,he stared licking her boobs once again to get charged once again.he was getting charged as i cud see his dick is rising .he said " tell which option u choose for"...she had no option butto let him have fun tonight.... 

He then got up for the first time from her body.and went to piss mom also got up..as he came out once again she asked him to use condom but he refused...He asked her to trust him... 
Till now i was watching but This was a complete shosking incidence for me to see a ugly man fucking a beautiful mom.... 
He then realised that he hasnt got a smooch till now..mom was sitting on bed he went near her i tried to kiss her she tried to escape he then pushed her towards the wall with her back touching the wall with both his hands holding her face tight so that she cud not escape this time.and ths time he suceeded he kissed her so desperately that i cud hear loud sound coming out og his mouth " ummm mmm mmm " mom closed her eyes and pushed him with her hand on his shoulder but he was a massive giant.He went on kissing.He pressed her cheek to take her toungue out. as she did so. He licked it so badly.. And even he made her to lick his tongue..Her hands were pushing continously but that was of no use..This went on fot 10-15 mins..As he left her she was breathing very fast as he didnt allow hwr to breath during the course...he spitted , i cud understant the nasty smell of his mouth had done it....now he got up once again and asked her to suck hi dick.She refused .He blackmailed that he ll make her pregnant. 

His huge monstrous cock stood out straight pointing at mom. The first thing mom said is Oh my God! I cant do this Raj please, its so big, he said don't worry, nothing will happen, you will enjoy it, then what followed was the most surprising thing to me which I never expected to happen, my beautiful, modest mom closed her eyes and was was saying please please, while Uncle Raj put his had through her hair and cupped the back of her head and pushed his huge cock against her lips, I heard mom say mmm... mmm... mmm.... no please mmmm.. and then with one firm push I could see her open her mouth and uncle Rajs' huge tool enter her mouth, I guess it must have been great since Uncle Raj let away a loud moan and kept his cock in her mouth, I could hear voices of mmmm....mmm... from her and her hands was on Uncle Rajs' hands trying to stop him from pushing her face more, it was wonderful to see her lovely lips warped against this monster cock, I wondered how such a huge thing went it, she definitely had her mouth wide open and only the head of the cock and an inch more was in her mouth, then Uncle Raj said take more and pushed more in, till half of his cock went it, I guess he must have felt the head of his cock push against the back of her throat, he stopped and put both his hand around her cheek and cupped her cheek in his hands, she was holding on to his hands, could see my mom sweat and uncle too and uncle was moaning and moaning and telling mom he loves her and so on, and told her, come on sweetheart do it faster and my lovely mom immediately started taking his huge cock in and out of her mouth fast, when suddenly uncle pressed her face deep down and was grunting like anything and let out a moan aaaah, aaaah!!! 
Knew he was cuming, and my mom was struggling to move away, I was imagining how could she take his huge load completely inside, he was shooting his load down her throat, she somehow managed to remove her mouth off his huge cock and just then I saw a huge glob of semen leave Uncle penis and hit her face and lips and then her hair and chest and she opened her mouth and uncle Raj again pulled her towards him and this time she kept her mouth going up and down on his giant cock, I guess she loved it too, after this I saw his cock shrink .... 

now he started his work on his pussy he licked her again . He went in between her legs and started licking badly mom let out a heartly moan for the first time "" ummmm ummmmm ummm" her hands were on his half bald head and her eyes closed, uncle knew this is the right time to take her he made her got up and asked her to sit in his thighs with her legs crossing around his back ...and hands around his neck he pulled har more towards him such that his dick was supporting the weight og her fleshy body.he then asked her to kiss him . She said " plz raj i cant do this i cant tolerate ur bad breath" he got angry and agained blackmailed her..She had no choice ..He then took out his tongue and asked her to lick it .. Both now licking each other so badkythere was no space in between them .he was still rubbing her cunt by his penis..both were breathing badly..mom cud not control any longer and made her face move away...uncle asked her" so how big is ur husbands dick is" 
she was quiet he repeated his question again and again then she finaaly told "half than ur size".. he was so happy to here that.. 
uncle told " u are almost like a virgin" 
he was breathing badly now...He then stared kissing her again .He stopped and used his hand and opened her mouth and spitted inside and then licked it back. Mom didnt want this at all his dirty saliva she didnt want to taste at all. but she had little to do.He then asked her to do same to him ..She had to do it , uncle opened his wide mouth so that saliva reaches as back as possible .So that he can have a better taste of her juivy tongue and lips...as he spitted and tried to lick it back..he cuaught her half toungue and didnt leave it .she tried to pull butt his teecth cought it and his tongur behind them was playing with it...... 
This was the right time to get inside he made a maasive jerk and rammed his cock inside her . I saw her eyes were wide open but she cud not shout as her tongue was captured.... 
Half of his dick was already inside he waited for 10 seconds in that position and then gave a second jerk and this time he reached to her deepest position.He was the first person to reach mom end.He then left her tungues as he wanted to hear some cries that make him horny. and as he left it mom cried" no no aahhhh unnnnnnunnnnn..i ll die raj plz leave me" as she cried with sounds. 
uncle stopped for a while as he had already ancjored this is the best time ti do anything as she cant move.... 
He starting licking her he repetedly spitt inside her mounth and use lick it baxk.. and as she was cryung more and more saliva was coming out. 
I cud see his lust for mom as he even licked her nostrils for five mins....Her ears everywhere. he licked her ambits....Meanwhile i saw bed was red i could see blood coming out along his dick as it was inside that meant it is teared from inside....Blood was coming out but that bastard is so lusty he dont want to waste any time now. 
He starting moving his ass up and down slowly as he used to pull out mom used to cry"ooohhh" as he used to go in mom went louder " aah" 

So it was " ooh aah ooh aah " alongwith uncles breathing sounds " huuh huuh"he was breathing thru nostrils.... Slowly slowly he picke up pace.now uncle was nothing less than a beast.He was doing it badly 
its pushing against her womb, and then he said, its all in don't worry, then he started pulling out slowly and pushing back in and mom was still in pain, but she kissed him a lot and wrapped her arms around him, then he started doing it faster, and mom was moaning aaaawww, aaaawww, aaaaah,, aaaammmaaa... oooohh, aaaaaiiii, aaaaahhh, rrrraaaaaajjjj, aaaahhhh, sloww, please, , and then he started hammering her damn hard and her pussy lips was damn red, but uncles cock also was shiny, guess its lubricated well, then he started hammering her very hard, he pulled it all the way till only the head was in and then push the whole 11 inches inside, she was crying and moaning and kissing and what not, I was shocked to see mom enjoy and get the fucking of her life that no one else could give her, she was moaning and screaming, no raaaaajj!!! 
sloowww please noo, aaahh ooooh and kissing and kissing, Raj used to bite her nipples from time to time and then when he was fucking her hard it was wonderful to see moms breasts bounce up and down so violently and she was moving her head side to side and moaning an opening her mouth and kissing Uncle Raj and see her pussy lips tightly clench Uncle Rajs' cock and milk it out, aaaahh ahhh ooohh went on for 25 minutes and mom tightly clenched uncle Raj and bit herself, I guess she came many times, she said Raj please stop or I'll surely die. Uncle just kept on mercilessly ramming in and out of her and then he said I'm going to come and she cried no dont cum inside nut till that time it was over sas uncle raj moaned"aaaahh, aaaaaaaah..... aaaaahhhhh, aaaaaaahhhh mmmmm..".. 
She also had orgasm at the same time .she moaned" aah aaah mmmm ummmm rajjj " 
Uncle fell on her and kissed her badly and for 10 mins there was no sound. He then rolled aside . I cud see her pussy now .. Oh my God, my moms pussy was stretched so wide and uncles semen just flowed out of her pussy and there was slight blood also with it, she was bleeding slightly because of his monster cock. its diameter is doubled now.....with all blood dried up...and she was lying quiet as she knows she is pregnant now.....raj uncle asked her ..." kya hua majja nahi aaya kya janeman" 
she said" u promised that u wont cum inside" 

He laughed" i fuck only married ladies to make them pregnant so that they remember me... but let me tell u u are the hottest one to fuck"..he then took out his camera and made a video..as she was lying and told" this is to show to some of our common friends. 

he then started it again kissed her and made her turn aside to fuck her anal.. 
Mom struggled and begged him as usual. And she said she had never done this before. Uncle was even happy by hearing that. He said her 'Sulachana darling… don't be worry, there's always a first time for everything'. And he positioned his lund in-between her large buttocks. 'Oh, no Raj…please…. why you are doing this to me' mom cried. 'You knows why… This is a dream that I had for years.. Not only mine.. I'm sure it's a dream of all your husbands friends… to fuck this big gaand. And today, I got that opportunity and I'll not miss that chance for anything. So, don't even think about getting away'. By telling, he pushed her to bed and give her gannd a sudden thrust. Mom almost jump and cried in pain. 

I was so honey by seeing that act. Uncle was now pushing again and again his lund inside moms gaand. And that 10 inc monster was disappearing more and more in-between her 44 inc gaand. Those two were prefect match. Her cries got louder with each thrust. I saw her butt was shivering with pain. 

And finally he went all the way in and his balls were pressed against her butt. I was wondering how she is keeping that monster inside. By getting know that he was successfully in, uncle released mom's hands. He put hands under her chest and got hold on boobs. Then he lifted his lower body, took he lund half way out, and gave her a deep hard thrust. Mom screamed and struggle hard. But uncle controlled her well. And he gave her another one. Then he slowly increased the speed and started fucking her gaand. 

I have never seen such a thing before. His monster was hitting hard against her big butt. And a thump.. thump..' sound came out. Those fleshy buttocks were jumping up and down and I was sure that she had fire inside. She was moaning and crying and he was enjoying it. I did not know how he had so much strength to do such sex. He became a machine and she got weaker and weaker. And finally he groaned loud and pushed her hard against the bed. And I saw his lower body shaking. Yes, he was filling her with his thick cum. Mom was feeling cum inside her gaand for the first time in her life. With that, mom lost all her power and fell down.Finally uncle got up from her body. And I saw mom was unable to get up due to her back pain. So, he had to take her to bath room. I saw white thick cum comming out of her butt crack and going down on her thighs. And when they came back, I noticed mom was still in pain. 

I then went back to sleep . 
In morning when i got up she told me that he is having back pain...but i knew where is she having pain.I cud see her lips are blxk as someone has taken out all their juices..Her body was pale..she also had fever....i didnt ask much .. 
Uncle raj came several times to fuck her in dads absense she still didnt want to have it with him.But it was that video which make her to do so...i watched it too many other times

The Time Was Just Right

The cat crossed the street and sat wagging its tail on the steps of the house just opposite to us as though it was mocking at me. Gayathri, my mother began slapping her cheeks with both her hands, looked up to the sky and began praying as foolishly as she has always remained. I knew it is going to take a few more minutes before I can finally leave for college, which is a couple of miles away from my house. 

"What a bad omen!" my mother panted as she rushed inside the house and returned with a glass of water.

"Take a few sips of water while I will keep an eye on the street," She began looking out for any more cats; widows; people who never had issues; anything which she considered as a bad omen if they came across me while I stepped down from the house. It was then that some of my classmates went past our house looking at me standing on the steps, glancing at the cat which was still sitting in the opposite direction and smiled as they knew what was going on. 

"I am getting late," I groaned at my mom impatiently.

"Wait," She replied without even bothering to look at me. "It is your annual examinations; I don't want you to take any risks."

Luckily for me, a woman emerged from the corner of the street walking in the direction towards our house. Immediately my mother's face began glowing in delight.

"Rama! You can leave now," She hurriedly said. "Mrs.Anajaneyalu is coming in the far. What a good omen! She is a complete woman with plenty of children." 

I felt just short of banging my head against the pillar in disgust getting fed up with all these superstitions. I began walking down the streets towards the bus stop but not before listening to some words of wisdom from my mother about how I should fare in the day's examination. The days when I used to sympathize with my mother for all her idiotic superstitions are gone for all reasons; nowadays I tend to get irritated with her behavior which sometimes hurt others. 

I have always remembered my mother as a very religious woman although my Dad wasn't particularly interested in any spiritual activities. He did go to temples but never bothered about any blind beliefs much to my mother's disappointment. He was justified in ridiculing some of the strictures my mother used to enforce in the pretext of good and bad omens. My mother never ventured outside on Tuesdays; she always followed the spiritual calendar while buying new things; she fasted once in a week; she never allowed certain people to enter our house beyond the first enclosure citing several reasons. In short she was a pain in the neck for me as well as my father. It was a strange coincidence that my father was run over by a truck while he had gone out to meet somebody during some 'inauspicious time' which only reinforced my mother's faith on these superstitions more strongly. Since then, our family had become a sort of a topic of discussion in the entire village for all the nonsense my mother did in the name of belief.

I felt slightly relaxed to see my close friend Gopu waiting for the bus. I smiled at him friendly for which he did not respond. For a moment I thought he hadn't noticed me but as I got closer I was convinced that he did see me coming although he looked the other way as if he wasn't interested in talking to me at all. I somehow managed to conceal my confusion, went up to him and patted on his shoulders.

"What is the matter with you? Why should you be so angry with me?" 

He did look at me this time but preferred to keep silent. I was growing anxious to know what could be the cause of his indifference but as I could see the town bus approaching, I decided to speak to him inside. I boarded the bus and sat next to Gopu and smiled again, determined to make him speak. 

"What is wrong with you?" I queried. "I had wandered all over the town to get the book you needed. I don't know why you did not turn up to collect that. I even don't know why you are avoiding me today."

Gopu turned at me and smiled wryly. I was getting irritated about his impertinence and felt as though I was about to run out of patience. I quietly bought the tickets for both of us discarding his resistance and kept talking to him before he finally exploded.

"I came to your house yesterday," He began speaking in a disturbed tone. "Your mother insulted me on the door steps and I returned without collecting the book."

Immediately after listening to what Gopu said, I felt hurt, humiliated and soon I was furious.

"Insulted?" I looked straight into his eyes and questioned. "What for?"

Gopu looked through the window for a moment before he answered.

"She told me that I am an untouchable and was not supposed to have come to your house," His face went rigid as he spoke. "She said that I needed to wait till at least one month passed after my grandmother's death before I could visit anybody."

I slammed my forehead in disgust while some of the passengers looked at me hearing the slapping noise sending me deeper into further embarrassment. I was grinding my teeth in anger listening to one more episode of my mother's superstition hurting somebody else.

"She is stupid," I roared. "She still lives a few generations behind and there is no reason you should feel disturbed about whatever she said."

Gopu remained still as I could see drops of tears gathering in the corner of his eyes. My arms went around his shoulders to hug him gently before I spoke in consolation.

"Forget whatever happened," I tried to cheer him up a bit although I myself was feeling terribly upset about my mother. Gopu soon returned to normalcy and began smiling gently although his eyes and rose looked terribly reddish. By the time the bus reached our college, I managed to bring out his usual self by discussing about the science fiction book I had bought for him. His eyes were lit in excitement when I told him that I saw his girlfriend in the bookstall. I was glad that I have succeeded in retaining a good friend. But, my blood pressure kept mounting at the very thought of my mother. The anger kept lingering in me even while I was attending the examinations. Once I got out of the college, I had made up my mind to teach a few lessons to my mother for all she has done to my dearest friend.

Gopu did realize that I was furious about my mother. An understanding friend that he is, he did not let me go home after college and instead took me to the town park. I was feeling somewhat relaxed in the company of Gopu and a few more friends spending a couple of hours in the park. Honestly I was very relaxed as I reached home with not even a shade of anger left in me. But, I wasn't aware that the biggest provocation from my mother was about to unfold.

It was nearing sunset when I was about to step out. As I was getting into my slippers, I heard my mother calling me from the kitchen.

"Rama," she yelled out from inside. "You are not supposed to go out before seven. The lunar eclipse is on and your star is going to be the worst sufferer."

I closed my eyes as another rage of anger was getting over me. 

"You need to have a bath after seven in the well water. I have kept a coconut, some flowers and some coins which you need to offer in the temple."

"Ma!" I shouted unable to control my disgust. "If I leave after seven I won't have enough time to talk to my friends."

My mother suddenly emerged from the kitchen in the ceremonious attire as she always does on days of religious importance. 

"You are free to visit your friends tomorrow," She was dictating to me. "It is not good for both of us if you go out while the eclipse is on." 

"Don't be ignorant," I somehow contained my urge to tell her 'Don't be stupid.'

"I am not ignorant," she retorted in the same tone and continued. "I have seen things happening and can't take any more. Better wait till seven, finish your bath and I won't stop you going out."

I threw off the slippers and walked back inside the house fuming in my heart. It is high time I have to put an end to all these illogical rubbish. I switched on the TV and kept flipping the channels as I was in no mood to watch anything really. The clock struck seven and my mother came rushing towards me reminding me that I should take bath before twenty minutes as the second phase of the inauspicious time would follow soon after.

"Come quickly," She was cautioning me. "I have to take bath once you have done."

It would be extremely difficult for me to explain what went through my mind at that point of time. If I were permitted to kill someone, it would have been my mother. It was mid December and I was fetching buckets of chill water from the well and pouring it all over me. I was trembling as I finished bathing and reached out for a dry towel in desperation. 

"Just prostrate in front of the family deities before putting on dry clothes," My mother seemed to have plenty of advices all through. I was in no mood to worship the God as I stood inside the worship room. In fact, I was cursing all the Gods as to why I was born to the most idiotic woman on the earth. In the meantime, my mother had rushed towards the well and I could hear her chanting some slogans as she kept pouring a few buckets of water. I got amused for a moment listening to her chants as I couldn't get even a single word as her voice was shivering. Soon I could listen to the noise of her legs brushing against her clothes slogged in well water. As I opened my eyes, I saw her coming towards the worship room. She prostrated before the idols, still chanting something and the floor was getting sticky with drops of water spilt all over. I was staring at my mother, not with anger though. It was a moment of some awakening for me as I watched her bend forward prostrating. It was a sort of a thunderbolt for me as I felt for the first time that I am seeing my own mother with sexual intentions. Before I could comprehend what was going through my mind, my eyes had already strayed down on her large butt cheeks under the cover of a really moist saree. She got up on her feet, made a couple of rounds from right to left while her lips kept murmuring some slogan all through. Her lips weren't bad either!

She opened her eyes while I still kept staring at her and I wasn't thinking of lowering my eyes or moving them away from my mother. She looked at me in the manner she usually does and her eyes emanated rays of surprise as she realized that I was watching her without batting eyelids.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Her voice was tinged with real surprise. I preferred not to answer, kept staring at her as my eyes began descending from her face to her chest, to her waist, to her well shaped thighs before they reached her sleek legs. Probably she gauged the few sparks of lust in my eyes as she tried hard to conceal whatever flesh portions that were exposed to me.

"I never thought." I stammered for a split second before completing my statement. "You look so wonderful."

"Oh," She just hushed while I could see that she was slightly embarrassed. "I am going to be 45 soon."

I remained silent momentarily before I spoke again, "I am still surprised. You will be soon 45 although your body seems to be defying your age." 

"That's enough," She retorted with a firm voice. "You shouldn't be talking to me like this."

As she began walking away, I followed her till both of us were out of the worship room. She halted for a moment, turned around and stared at me as though she didn't like the idea of me going behind her. While she stood I noticed that the mid portion of her wet saree weighing heavily on my mother's breasts had slipped down a few inches revealing a half of her left breast. I could see clearly that she wasn't wearing a bra as her nipples were clearly exposed beneath the wet light blouse. I have had hardons countless times although I felt my dick getting aroused seeing my own mother. Strange though, my left hand reached down to cover my bulge which kept swelling very quickly. My mother's eyes followed my hand till it reached my crotch and I could see her face changing red almost instantly. 

"I haven't noticed till date that you don't wear bras," I began gathering some courage and spoke although I was hell bent on talking dirty with my own mother.

"Oh God!" Her hands went up and rested on her ears as though she couldn't believe what I said. Unknowingly, she was revealing more of her body by lifting her arms up, letting her saree to slide right between her wonderful tits. Something had taken over me as I began walking towards my mother and after a momentary hesitation; I stretched my hands to rest on her waist, clutching her muscles. She repelled like a spring at once and took a couple of steps backwards. 

"Ramu," She hissed in a tone indicating that she hadn't expected that I would ever touch her body. I couldn't remember the last time that I ever touched her but couldn't recollect it had happened in the near past.

"It is a big sin," she said as I began moving towards her with my eyes now pinned on her breasts.

"I want to talk something with you," I held her shoulders and my head tilted towards her.

"No," She tried to push off my hands in vain as I was gripping her quite hard. 

"Looks like some evil has got in you," She looked as though she wasn't unable to digest the sudden spurt of my lust. I wanted to hug her but it took a few attempts before she finally came inside my arms although she was struggling to get relieved. Although my arms were wrapped around her, she ensured that the lower part of her body never got anywhere near my throbbing bulge. My lips rested on her neck and began treading beneath her chin while I deliberately breathed hard to let my hot air fall on her smooth skin. My fingers began stroking her moist hair as she began panting; sure enough not any slogans this time around.

"You don't seem to be aware of what you are doing" She murmured as my hands reached further down to grip her firm ass cheeks tightly. I could feel my dick stirring inside my brief immediately after I began feeling her wet body all over me while my hands remained stubborn on her ass cheeks.

"You haven't come into my room for quite sometime," I whispered into your ears. Immediately I could feel drops of water being sprinkled on my shoulders as my mother began shaking her head.

"No," She spoke in a shallow voice. "Not today at least."

For a moment, I loosened my grip on her ass cheeks and before she could get away, I held her face in between my hands and leaned forward towards her lips. My eyes closed for a split second smelling the fragrance of the turmeric paste before my lips eagerly settled on hers. After brushing either side of her lips gently, I slowly took her lips inside my mouth for what was to be my first kiss to my mother. Soon I could feel the tips of our tongue meeting inside my mouth as my hands inched up to her waist again. She moaned inside my mouth for a while before stopping and letting her body loose while she wasn't pushing me anymore. I moved her sideways against the wall, pressed my body hard against hers to let my throbbing bulge right in between her thighs. A gentle shiver ran through her body as her hands went through my armpit and resting on the back of my head. Is she aroused? I thought as I began moving up and down to make her feel how my dick has hardened as it kept brushing her thighs and stomach as I moved. With closed eyes, she was biting her lower lips while our wet bodies began warming up.

"Are you coming to my room?"

Without waiting for her reply, I began walking towards my room while she kept moving showing no hint of resistance. No sooner I got inside the room, my hands immediately latched the door from inside before indulging in one more prolonged kiss on her lips. 

"I will get the bed ready," I hushed. I let her off as I knew that she wouldn't protest anymore and unrolled the mat on the floor. She kept watching me as I spread a thick blanket on the mat so that she wouldn't feel the hard surface of the floor. I was wondering if she was enough aroused to strip on her own even though my hands were itching to pull her saree to see her rolling. She stood leaning on the wall with her left leg bent and placed a few inches above the floor on the wall. My mouth started watering to see her posing erotically as I crawled towards her on my knees. I started rolling her saree and petticoat together upwards till I reached her waist. My eyes stuck right in between her legs for a while as I could see a few drops of her precum already sparkling on her thickly haired pussy. My tongue popped out of my mouth out of sheer excitement of seeing her womanhood. I lowered my head till I reached her feet and began licking her right from her ankles. She jumped again as my tongue brushed her legs for the first time but soon moved her legs slightly apart to facilitate me inch higher on her legs. I was licking every inch of her legs making those tender hair on her legs to stand aright in excitement. As my head moved upwards, my hands massaged her legs as though I was wiping whatever saliva left on her skin. It was when I reached her knees that I began hearing some snapping sounds. As I looked up, she had already hung the top end of her saree sideways and was unbuttoning her blouse. I buried my face in between her lower thighs and began motioning sideways. I haven't had a shave for almost a week now and as such my thorny hair on the cheeks began teasing the soft skin of her thighs. Her saree soon fell on my head in a heap. I pushed it off to fall on the floor and looked up to watch her naked tits hanging well over my head. My blood was flowing like a stream of hot fluid throughout my body as my lips got just an inch away from her well covered womanhood. I began stroking all over her hairy pussy to feel her lips within no time. I placed my nose in between her pussy lips and moved up and down a few times making her moan louder than before. Soon I replaced my nose with my chin to make sideways movements evoking the same response from my mother. Just as I eventually placed my lips on her pussy, her fingers held my hair in a cluster and as I looked up, she leaned forward bringing her bare breasts hanging much closer to my eyes. Her areolas were as big as the lids of talcum powder containers.

"Take me to the bed," She pleaded. I reached out to her tits hanging above me, cupped them with both my hands; pressed them as gentle as I can before I got on my heels. I took just a step backwards before undoing the towel. Both of us were nude to the hilt. She kept walking with me to the bed and sat down even before I thought of bringing her down. I went very close to her, held my freed hardened meat with my left hand and shook it in front of her face. She blushed before lying sideways resting on her bent left arm letting her left nipple almost touching the blanket. I walked around and got right behind her while she looked at me somewhat perplexed. I wasn't having any intentions to poke her ass. I just needed some more foreplay before plunging inside her pussy.

I hugged her from behind after sliding her dense long hair as my bare chest touched her fleshy back. My left hand found its way underneath her armpit to hold her left breast gleefully. It was a terrific feeling to have her enormous tits on my palm while she swung her head from right to left. She flexed her body nicely, letting her right arm to go over my left shoulder thereby exposing her right breast as well. My right hand rushed towards her mountainous flesh. Both my hands were positioned on her breasts and they soon began squeezing and stroking all over. My thumbs occasionally kneaded her nipples forcing my mother to jerk like a teenage girl. 

"Go down a bit," I spoke while pushing her gently further down till it was convenient for me to take my mouth towards her right breast. Her hard right nipple looked as though it was inviting my mouth for some feast. My head bowed down enough to reach close to her right tit and she swirled immediately after my chin touched her nipple. My tongue jumped out of my mouth without waiting for any orders and began to lash at her perky nipple. She kept swirling and swaying while she kept letting louder moans. My itching right hand got into the act by cupping her right tit, squeezing it softly while I was slowly devouring her wonderful globe. She arched her body letting her ass cheeks to bang against my waist and my long dick found the way right between her thighs. Was she shivering?
"Bite them," She spoke with her eyes partly closed. I obliged at once by holding her nipple right in between my teeth. My tongue kept brushing the portion of her nipple which was inside my mouth caught in between my teeth. 

"I want you to do it right now," she ordered. "Do it!"

I stopped teasing her tits immediately after she instructed. I began pulling her up gently. Her body was resting on her elbows and knees as if she wanted it doggystyle.

"I love to do that in this position," I said excitedly. "It could feel very nasty!" 

She had now completely turned her back to me, leaning over with her fleshy butts raised above and close to my face. I got up and went as close as I could while she began adjusting her waist to let me position the right way. I took just a second to let my meat inside her sopping pussy and began to drive my dick deep inside, inch by inch.

"That's it" she yelled. "Oh, baby! It has been so long!"

Listening to my mother's erotic utterances kept me going harder as my hips moved back and forth gathering momentum as every second passed. It was an unbelievable moment to be fucking my own mother doggy style as I curiously watched my dick pounding her very moist hole. I felt somewhat proud to see my dick vanish inside my mother only to emerge at once in an unimaginable speed. My mother kept saying just one word all the time-'Give me more'. I knew that her pussy lips were wide enough to take my dick without much difficulty. She was pushing her back hard against me letting my strong thighs smash against her huge butt cheeks and producing continuous noise. As I looked sideways, I could clearly see her breasts moving back and forth keeping in pace with her body movement. 

"Raaaamuuuu!" She screamed in joy letting my dick plunge deeper and deeper.

"Deeper! Deeper!!" Even while she kept screaming, I could feel her coming on my dick. Her body shuddered for a split second while I kept slamming my shaft in lightning speed till she finally climaxed.

"I am finished!" she was lamenting although I was unrelenting on her pussy. I was gripping her waist firmly while my rod was rigging her pussy apart. Soon, my cock erupted like a mini volcano sending hot lumps of my thick semen deep inside her wet pussy.

She stopped squealing and I too halted seconds after I had exploded into her. For a moment I felt the whole world went silent all of a sudden as it was just the gasps that I could hear. I looked at my mother who was drenched in perspiration. I went down on the bed sheet with exhaustion as well as excitement. I was pointlessly watching the roofing and heaving long breathes. My mother was the first to recover, gathering her clothes from all over the room. I waited till she looked into my eyes and after a moment of no expressions, she flashed a smile which I haven't seen ever before. 

As she began walking out of the room, I managed to speak although gasping still. 

"Did we complete before the inauspicious time?"

She turned around snarling at me, picked up a pillow and threw at me.

"You are a very bad boy!"

Kamala My Mother

I grew up in south India in the early seventies. My father was a mild mannered man who worked in a mill. He had one addiction, he drank heavily and many a night he would pass out and had to be helped to bed. He was good to my mother and I could see that she respected and loved him. But I sensed there was also sadness in her and at that time I could not understand why. I helped mother out at every opportunity. I had a crush on her and this way it kept me close to her. mother always looked up to me for help. I was constantly chatting her up, I could see that she appreciated this as it helped to break the boredom of her day. Dad would go to work in the morning and the next time we saw him was late at night when he would come home tired after which he would proceed to drink heavily.
It seemed to me that the spark had gone out of their marriage. Most of the time he seemed either preoccupied in making ends meet or drinking, this I believe led to his neglecting mother. Don't get me wrong, dad stilled loved mother. They still laughed, joked and kidded each other but the romance that characterized the earlier part of the marriage was rare. I worked part time driving a taxi in order to make extra money to supplement our family income; this left me very little time to socialize. There were good days and bad days.
After the rest of the family had gone to bed, mother and I would sit by the kitchen table and talk. I knew mother appreciated this gesture. As years went by we grew very close. She would constantly hug me and remind me that I was the beacon of light in her life. I was very mature for my age, knowledgeable beyond my years. When I was sixteen I began to notice Amma in a different light. I was growing aware sexually and with that bought the realization that mother was very sexy. She had long dark hair, hair that reached to her hips. And even having birthed three children she had a killer figure- 36-24-36. Her eyes were very dark and twinkled in good humor. How close were we? Well we talked about every thing even personal secrets. I talked of the movie stars I liked and disliked and she talked of her past before she married father. She talked wistfully of those carefree days of her youth of things that could have been. She never regretted her marriage as it produced some of the important things in her life- her husband and her children.
I grew up in south India in the early seventies. My father was a mild mannered man who worked in a mill. He had one addiction, he drank heavily and many a night he would pass out and had to be helped to bed. He was good to my mother and I could see that she respected and loved him. But I sensed there was also sadness in her and at that time I could not understand why. I helped mother out at every opportunity. I had a crush on her and this way it kept me close to her. mother always looked up to me for help. I was constantly chatting her up, I could see that she appreciated this as it helped to break the boredom of her day. Dad would go to work in the morning and the next time we saw him was late at night when he would come home tired after which he would proceed to drink heavily.
It seemed to me that the spark had gone out of their marriage. Most of the time he seemed either preoccupied in making ends meet or drinking, this I believe led to his neglecting mother. Don't get me wrong, dad stilled loved mother. They still laughed, joked and kidded each other but the romance that characterized the earlier part of the marriage was rare. I worked part time driving a taxi in order to make extra money to supplement our family income; this left me very little time to socialize. There were good days and bad days.
After the rest of the family had gone to bed, mother and I would sit by the kitchen table and talk. I knew mother appreciated this gesture. As years went by we grew very close. She would constantly hug me and remind me that I was the beacon of light in her life. I was very mature for my age, knowledgeable beyond my years. When I was sixteen I began to notice Amma in a different light. I was growing aware sexually and with that bought the realization that mother was very sexy. She had long dark hair, hair that reached to her hips. And even having birthed three children she had a killer figure- 36-24-36. Her eyes were very dark and twinkled in good humor. How close were we? Well we talked about every thing even personal secrets. I talked of the movie stars I liked and disliked and she talked of her past before she married father. She talked wistfully of those carefree days of her youth of things that could have been. She never regretted her marriage as it produced some of the important things in her life- her husband and her children.
Amma," I replied in desperation, "what is done is done. I can't take my love back, but will you give at least some serious consideration to what I just said." She was silent for a long time. She was crying. My heart went out to her. I pulled her to my chest and held her. "Sundar" she whispered. "I think we should be heading home"
Things cooled down very much after that. Even though I pleaded with her, she would not let me take her out on Sundays, telling me instead that I should go with someone of my very own age. I could see that it was killing her as much as it was killing me. As days passed she seemed sad and withdrawn. This went on for a month. Father noticed the change and asked her why she didn't go out to the movies with me any more. Amma shook her head and asked father why he didn't take her out.
"You know Kamala I work every day of the week and Sunday is my only day off. On that day I prefer to stay and relax at home," he replied. He was drunk as usual. After which a big verbal fight ensued which ended with Amma exiting to the bedroom and slamming the door shut. That tuesday when my father, my brother and sister were out of the house I asked her out again. To my surprise she quietly nodded her head in assent. I went and hugged and she put her head on my shoulders. I hugged her tightly indicating to her that with her assent the tone of our relationship had changed. I silently but very gently caressed her back running my hands over her shoulders and over her behind. She continued to rest her head over my shoulders. I pulled back and looking deep into her eyes said in a quiet voice. "Amma I love you and I can't change that." I bent down kissed her cheeks, her neck, and then boldly placed my mouth against her lips. She did not draw back from my embrace. I was elated that at last it seemed she was responding back.
My flowers were now accepted with a warm kiss on the cheek. When we were alone the hugs were back but my hands now openly and gently caressed her. In the days that followed before the Sunday date, I saw Amma suddenly change back to her old self. My sister also remarked at her change to which she replied that she was going to see a movie with me. My sister smiled at me saying that she had thought that I had finally cut the apron strings. I mumbled saying something about Amma needing a break. That Sunday evening Amma looked stunning in a tight dress. Her breasts and butt cheeks molded beautifully into her dress. I was overcome looking at her beauty. She looked very young. I was, I noticed, the recipient of many an envious stares. The movie was a sentimental romance. As usual I put my arm around my Amma while she leaned her head against my shoulders. After the movie as usual we went to the park. It was a cool night.
Amma looked into my eyes and said, "Sundar, thank you for your patience and thank you for the wonderful evening." I looked at Amma and said, "Amma you look sexy tonight." Amma blushed and laughed at the same time, "Oh Sundar if you weren't my son I would think you are trying to seduce your own mother." I looked at her and said, "Amma, I am." Amma pulled her head back and replied, "Sundar for heavens sake I am your mother and besides I am married to your father."
"Amma do you really care for him? I see he has been neglecting you and that you are deeply unhappy. Give me a chance, I can make you happy!" She replied quietly after a long pause, "Sundar may be we should head home before one of us does something that we may deeply regret the rest of our lives." I groaned. "Amma I am sorry but you are so beautiful you make me say and do things I have no control over. Many a times I have wished you were not my Amma maybe it would have been easier romancing you." I could see that Amma was pleased at the compliment I had paid her. I'm sure father did not do that. Amma caressed my cheek, "You poor baby, and by the way I am glad your are my son. Do you really think I am beautiful?" I smiled and replied by drawing her to my breast, "Yes Amma you are beautiful and sexy." Suddenly I bent down and kissed her.
Amma did not draw back but remained passive and stiff in my arms. I continued to kiss her with more and more passion. Suddenly she responded back with equal pressure against my lips. At last I could see a crack in her armor. I pressed my advantage and we continued necking. I was all over her face I kissed her cheeks her eyes her nose and back to her lips. I gently probed her mouth with my tongue and she opened her lips. We necked for a while. Suddenly my mother said, "Sundar Its getting late I think we should head home."

As we drove home Amma leaned her head back on my shoulder. I could see a faint smile in the corner of her mouth. Halfway back home I pulled into a side street, to my Amma's surprise. I pulled the car to a stop, pulled her towards me, and started to kiss her. I gently put my hand on her breast she stiffened pulled away from my lips and whispered, "Sundar, I don't think we should do this." But I cut off any further protest by forcing her lips back into mine. I continued caressing her breasts. They were firm and felt wonderful in my in my hands. I knew Amma was getting excited because she began to moan as kiss back with greater intensity. Suddenly she pulled back and said, "Sundar we should go home."
"Okay Amma." When we reached home the house was quiet. Every one had gone to bed. I knew father would be fast asleep drunk. When we entered the house I began kissing Amma again in the living room down stairs. At first she protested saying that someone could come down stairs.
I replied quietly but firmly, "Amma I love you as I have never loved anyone before. I just want to kiss you all the time. I can't help it. Besides everyone is fast asleep."
"That's sweet Sundar, I love you to! But I am a married woman and whatever shortcomings your father has I am still wearing the mangal sutra he tied around my neck!"
"Amma," I whispered, "All we are doing is kissing and fondling. I don't see any harm in that?"
"But Sundar, somebody could wake up and come downstairs." Suddenly I had an idea. "Amma, how about going to my room. We can lock the door. father I'm sure is drunk and won't miss you."
Amma was silent for a few seconds. I was surprised when she nodded her head in agreement. Amma replied, "Go to room and wait for me I'll go and check on your father." In my room I paced back and forth excitedly. Suddenly my bedroom door clicked open and Amma walked in. She pulled the door shut and locked it. She hastily came up to me and said, "fathers asleep drunk as usual." I taught I heard a note of disgust in her voice. "Kanna, I don't think we should do this as it could get out of hand," she whispered. "I am scared."
"I know" I replied "But Amma, trust me. We will keep this very secret. Nobody will know. "Oh Sundar" Amma said timidly and kissed me on the cheek. I sank with her on my bed and began kissing her. The kisses grew more and more heated and I could feel Amma's excitement through her cotton sari. My hands were now rowing all over her body caressing her breasts one second and rubbing her ass the next.

I reached behind to undo the buttons on the front of her blouse. Amma went rigid in my arms for a few seconds but then she relaxed. I swiftly undid the buttons and removed her blouse as quickly as possible afraid she would change her mind any time. All the while I continued kissing her. I reached back and unsnapped her bra. Again Amma weakly protested and whispered, "Sundar think of your father." I knew we were far too gone to think of anybody else. I cut her off with another open-mouthed kiss. All of a sudden her bare breasts were pressed against mine. I blindly reached out and began to fondle them. They felt soft and sexy. I bent down and took a nipple in my mouth and began to lick and suck. Amma moaned in passion. Her nipples were long and thick. Her nipples were soon erect in excitement.
"Amma I love you, I can't help it. I know I should feel guilty of making love to my own mother but I don't care" I declared. I continued kissing all the way to her navel savoring the slightly salty taste of her body. Amma gave an audible squeak of pleasure. I reached her belly button with my tongue and began to kiss and lick it as Amma pushed her self up to me in pleasure. I began to stroke her legs up and down, all the while kissing her belly button. Her legs were firm to touch. Slowly my hand inched further and further under her sari and petticoat. Her thighs felt firm and soft.
Amma stiffened as my hand reached the crotch of her petticoat. I reached up and sought her lips and gently forced them open with my tongue. Amma moaned into my mouth. She relaxed and opened her thighs in response. I shook my head in disbelief. Amma, the woman of my dreams, the same woman who had borne my brother and sister, the woman who had birthed me was letting me make love to her. I caressed her through her petticoat. I felt her cleft and began to rub it. Amma moaned in pleasure. I could feel to moistness seep through her petticoat. I pulled my hands out from under her petticoat, quickly puller her sari off. I stood up, removed my clothes as quickly as I could. My cock was hard as an iron bar. I slid down Amma's body until my mouth was pressed against the crotch of her petticoat. Only the petticoat separated her bush from my mouth. I inhaled deeply breathing in the intoxicating aroma of her juices mixed with the faint smell of stale urine.
I began to lick the crotch of her petticoat as Amma wiggled in excitement. I began to savor her juices that seeped through her petticoat. I reached and hooked my fingers under the waistband of her petticoat and began to tug them down. Suddenly Amma jerked up. "Oh, Kanna, no, we shouldn't" she said. "You are my son and I shouldn't be doing this."
"Amma I love you. You are the most beautiful woman in the world. I know it's unusual for a mother and son to be sexually involved. I believe that if you love some one its only natural to make love."
"But Sundar what if someone finds out."

"Amma, we can be careful and no one needs to know our business."
"But Sundar" I kissed her before she could complete her sentence. I kissed her hair her eyes and once again lowered my mouth to her full sexy lips. Suddenly Amma went limp in my arms. She began to kiss back with more passionate intensity. Our tongues dueled with each other.
I reached down and tugged her petticoat. This time she did not resist. I pulled them off and threw them down on the floor. She instinctively reached down and covered her womanhood from my prying eyes. I gently but firmly pulled her hand away. I stared at the thick rich dark pubic hair like some one in a trance. Amma reached up and pulled me down and began to kiss me as I began to gently caress and finger her mons. I nibbled at her teats at the same time inserted my middle finger into her womanhood. Never in my dreams did I ever think that one day Amma would let me pull her petticoat down and caress her femininity.
She was very wet. I moved my mouth down her body to the inside of her thighs and then proceeded to kiss and lick it. I then moved my mouth up to her pubic hair and proceeded to nibble it. All the while Kamala, my Amma moaned in pleasure. I licked the thick pubic hair and then proceeded to pull her vagina open. I breathed in the rich feminine odor of my excited mother. I stared at the inner wall and noticed the small pink hole through which she peed. I licked it. I licked the surrounding walls savoring the rich flavor of her very wet hole. I ran my tongue over her clitoris and Amma yelped in pleasure.
I placed a finger in her vagina and proceeded to run it in and out while eating her. Her breathing grew ragged. I continued to stimulate her clitoris for a long time. Amma grew very wet. My fingers were drenched with her juices. Suddenly Amma stiffened and moaned at the same time. Her body then shuddered continuously as I rapidly licked her clitoris. I knew she had just climaxed. She quickly pulled me up on top of her. "Oh Sundar, That was good." She whispered shyly. "I have never had an orgasm this good. "Amma you are sexy and beautiful. This has been my ultimate fantasy to make love to you."
"You really think I'm beautiful."
"Amma, yes. More than all the movie actresses" Amma reached up and pulled me down lightly kissed my lips and then forced my mouth open with her tongue. At the same time she reached down and grabbed my penis and began to rub it up and down her very wet slit. She grew more and ore excited.
"Amma" I whispered. "I love you." She spread her legs wide as if in silent assent and bought the tip of my cock and placed it against her vaginal orifice. I looked deep into her eyes as she began to push me into her. I was big and thick for my age. Her vagina slowly opened like a petal. Amma suddenly pushed upward and my cock slid into her vagina to the hilt. Amma was surprisingly very tight for someone who had three children. I could feel her muscles clutching me like a vice. I pulled out and then slid back in one fluid motion. I then proceeded to fuck Amma with a fury that I had never experienced before. Her body shook in rhythm to the fuck strokes. My penis was soon saturated with her lubricating juices. We moved as if we were made to fuck each other. Every down stroke was met with an upstroke. I could feel the tip of my cock hit the mouth of her womb with each plunge. She began to breathe heavier and heavier.
After rutting like animals for about fifteen minutes she suddenly went rigid and clutched my ass. I could feel began rapid contractions about my cock at the same time I began to ejaculate against her womb. I must have spilt a load in her as I felt the semen running back out of her vagina. We stayed coupled for some time savoring the aftermath of our mutual orgasm, and kissing each other. I started to get excited and felt my self-hardening in her. I gently started to see saw back and forth in her vagina. This time the fuck was slow and gentle, it lasted a longer time. Amma and I came at the same time.
"Sundar" she said after the last romantic fuck. "You are huge, I never had it this good with your father. I can't remember when I had my last orgasm." I beamed with pride. My first with Amma had been better than anything father had been able to deliver in all the years they had been married. "Oh Amma, that's only because I love you so much"
"Oh sweetheart this was the best orgasm so far" she remarked. "Sundar, honey" Amma whispered. "I should be going back to your fathers bed. We don't want to arouse any suspicion now, would we." We kissed for some time whispering sweet nothings to each other. She then got up cleaned her self. "Amma can I keep your petticoat" I asked in a whisper. Amma was silent. "A souvenir of our first night," Amma asked mischievously. "Yes," I replied. "Only if you hide it."
Amma put her clothes back on and petticoat-less she slipped out of the room. I was covered with a mixture of our fuck juices. The last thing I remember falling asleep was Amma's petticoat pressed to my cheeks. The next day Amma did not look at me when the family was seated at the breakfast table. I thought I had blown it. The family finally dispersed for the day and I was getting ready to go to school. Amma stepped into my room.
"Sundar" she said, "we need to talk."
"Amma what's wrong." Amma blushed. "Sundar we can't repeat what we did last night" Before I could protest any further she motioned me to be quiet. "I think last night was wonderful. I will always treasure. But I'm a married woman. This is never going to happen again."

"Amma," I protested as I moved towards her and pulled her into my arms, "I love you and I know that you love me. Give our love a chance." I tried to kiss her but she averted her lips and pulled out of my embrace and shook her head. "Amma," I said, as she was ready to leave my room "I will not stop loving you and will not stop pursuing you." Amma left my room with tears in her eyes.
Things cooled down after that. And even though I could see that Amma was unhappy she would not budge from her resolve. I had given up ever getting her back. Amma also vigorously started looking for a bride for me. She contacted all her relatives and asked them about available girls. She collected horoscopes and consulted astrologers for good matched for me. She arranged for me to see a few girls whoe horoscopes matched mine. I was very unhappy that I am being driven away from my only love my own mother. Finally I gave my consent for a girl who I chose because she looked a little like my mother. The marriage date was fixed.
Then something strange happened. I noticed that Amma's behavior towards me changed. She acted more like someone who was jealous. She snapped at me at the smallest of mishaps. Then one day when we were alone, Amma asked, "Sundar maybe we should go out for a movie this weekend." I was pleasantly surprised. But I thought maby Amma wants to just please me. "Amma, Oh yes, Oh yes." I whispered. The days following I was in a trance. I couldn't wait for the weekend. For our outing Amma had gone out of her way to dress sexy. I could not believe that the sexy woman next to me was my mother. After the movie we drove to our secluded spot. I pulled her into my arms and Amma did not resist. We began to kiss passionately. My hands were roaming all over her body. I could see Amma was visibly excited. After an hour or so of necking we drove back home. When we reached home everyone was asleep.
"Go to your room and wait for me, I'll check on your father." she whispered. I was undressed and in bed when she entered. After locking the door she came to me. Our passionate kissing continued. I swiftly undressed Amma and rolled on top of her. I kissed every inch of her body over and over again. I held on to her shapely ass as I ate her out. I got on top of her, she took hold of my penis, which was hard as a steel bar, and placed it against her vaginal opening. I pressed and easily entered her very slick cunt. I held Ammas ass and started fucking her. Amma moaned with pleasure at every fuck stroke. We rolled around the bed, sometimes she was on top and at other times I was. We were at it for a long time and when I forcefully ejaculated into her, she came with an intensity I had never seen before.
"Oh Sundar," she said, "it is so wonderful."

Amma, have you changed your mind about my marriage?," I asked. "Oh Son I missed you, and as the marriage date came closer, I coild not bear it any longer. I realized I was jealous and that I loved you more than anything thing in the world."
"As a lover" I asked excitedly. "Yes realized I loved you, not only as a mother but as a lover and that I could not bear to be apart from you." She whispered. "Do you love me more than father." I asked. "Oh son I respect your father, but I don't love him. After being with you I now know what love is. I am so happy when I am naked in your arms. Sundar, my darling son, I want to be your wife. Will you marry me?" I was stunned at these words from my beloved mother. "Amma, You have just made me the happiest man in the world. I don't want to share you with anyone, even father. You belong to me. Your body is mine. I want you naked in my arms all the time. I want to enter you all the time."
"Oh son that is so wonderful. But Sundar, our marriage has to be our secret. I want to be in your arms naked all the times but we have to be careful. I don't want your father, brother or your sister to find out because it would prevent us from being together."
"Yes Amma I know," I replied. We began to kiss; my hands fondled my Amma's breasts. I then proceeded to kiss her lovely long nipples, which were swollen with passion. She pushed me on my back and climbed on top of me and lowered her cunt on my cock. She pressed down until I was buried in her to the hilt. She lowered her mouth to mine while she proceeded to move up and down, slowly at first and then very rapidly. Suddenly her tongue began to frantically duel with mine. She then opened her mouth in a silent scream. I knew she had climaxed.
I rolled on top of her and continued to fuck her with savage fuck strokes. Her body shook with each fuck stroke. She screamed and at the same time I buried my cock against her womb and proceeded to saturate her inner walls with my semen. After the wild ride we began to kiss tenderly while we were still joined at the crotch. Amma pushed me on my back and began to kiss my body all over. When she reached my crotch she took my hard cock in her mouth. Amma then gave me a blowjob. When I came she swallowed all of my come.
Next day Amma and I went to the family jeweller and ordered a mangal sutra. Everybody assumed that it was for the new girl who I was going to marry. No one knew that I was going to marry my own lovely mother. We also bought a wedding sari for Amma and a wedding dress for me. Next week, on an auspicous day, Amma and I went to our village house to get married. Amma wore her new wedding dress and looked gorgeous. I wore my new dress and at the muhurth time, as my lovely mother/bride stood before me shyly bending her head, I removed the mangal sutra on her neck put by my father and tied the new mangal sutra which signified that mother was now my wife. Then we we went to the temple and prayed for a long and happy married life. Then we went to Woodlands and had a festive dinner. Back at home, we started making love.
Amma said, "Sundar, every night with you has been a first night for me. You have made me so happy. But today is a special first night. Make love to me not only as your mother but also as a wife."
"Amma, can I call you Kamala now that we are married?" I asked. Amma blushed a little and nodded her head shyly. Then I said, "Kamala, my love, this is indeed going to be a special night because I am going to make you pregnant" Amma buried her face in my chest and whispered, "Oh Sundar, the first duty of every wife is to bear a child for her husband. I will be so glad to become pregnant by you, son. I am in a fertile period too and my womb is ready for your seed."
That night, before mother and I slipped into sleep exhausted at four in the morning, I came into my mother's eager cunt ten times so that we can have our first incestuous child as soon as possible. From that time on we tried to spend every opportunity with each other. Whenever we were alone Ammas would be the one to first make sexual overtures. She was at her sexual peak and constantly horny- I know because when I pulled her petticoat off she was already sopping wet. I was proud when she told me shyly that she would get wet just thinking of me, and that nobody had excited her that way.
Some times we were so crazy for each other that we took risks. One time, while the family was down in the living room, I noticed that Amma had gone to the bathroom upstairs. I went upstairs and silently opened the bathroom door. Amma had not locked it. She was peeing. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw me. Before she could say anything I pulled her of the commode, ripped out some toilet paper, cleaned her up, turned her around, bent her over the commode, and entered her from behind.
"Honey someone may come up" she whispered. But I ignored her. I fucked until we both climaxed. I then pulled her petticoat up and would not allow her to clean herself up. We did not get caught. But for the rest of the day I knew Amma had sticky petticoat and it was my semen dripping out of her cunt. I remember one night I woke up horny. I wanted Amma bad. So I very silently crept to my parents bedroom. They were both asleep. I knew that father was in a drunk and fast asleep. Amma was sleeping by his side with the covers thrown back. She looked extremely sexy. I went up to her and shook her awake. When she did, I motioned her too keep quiet. I whispered that I wanted to see her in my room and left. About two minutes later she was in my room. As I pushed her on my bed and I undressed.
"Sundar, I know I am your wife and I should come to you whenever you need me but we should not take unnecessary risks like your to my bedroom" she scolded. I cut off any further protest by kissing her. I pulled Amma's dress up and began to eat her. In no time I had Amma wet and excited. I moved on top and entered her womanhood and proceeded to make love to her. Later that night, when she left my room her face glowing with sexual joy, Amma said, "Sundar, whenever you want me, just do like what you did. Come to our room and shake me and I will come her to your bed and we will enjoy. Ok?." I was thrilled. But next night, at bed time, Amma came with her bed to my room with a beaming smile in her face. "I told your father that since he is drunk everyday, I cannot stand the smell all night and so I am going to be sleeping in your room from now on. He did not mind. So here I am all yours for the whole night every night." I grabbed her and showered kisses on her and said, "Amma, now we can really be the married couple we are," and started making passionate love.
Three weeks after our wedding, after our first love session of the night, mother shyly whispered to me that she has missed her period. We waited anxiously the next few days. When Amma missed her period again, we were overjoyed. Amma was pregnant!!
For the next eight months it was a daily thrill for me watching mother move about with her pregnant belly, glowing with that special pride that women get when they are carrying, now with the added joy of being pregnant with her own son's child. Then one day I was in the delivery ward in the hospital as Amma beamed with pride holding a lovely baby girl - the product of our incestuous marriage. She named the girl Sundari because she was my daughter. The love between me and Amma became more intense after we had the baby. Amma wanted us to live like the real husband-wife-daughter family we were. She asked me to get a job in another town which I did. We moved there leaving father with his drinks in our native town. We still maintain the mother-son relationship outside the house. But inside the house, we are husband and wife. I call Amma by her name and the baby calls me father which is what Amma wants.
Its good that Amma is a highly sexed woman hence she doesn't mind the fact that I am constantly kissing, caressing, and undressing her. We average at least two fucks a day. Someday, I ask her to be naked the whole day and she happily goes about the day-to-day activities like cooking, washing etc. completely naked and we make love several times during the day. With all that love-making, Amma is pregnant with our second child. The joy of living in married intimacy with your mother is something that can be felt only by actual experience. Amma and I hope all young sons out there get the chance to experience that joy.