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 This story is told to me by a man I met during a train journey.

   I am Dave a man of 30.  I was 11 when my father accused my mother of
cheating and divorced her.  She claimed herself innocent but my father was
firm in his belief.  He took my custody and cut every contact between me
and her.  My father decided not to marry again as he lost trust in women.
He found his substitute in drinking.  I heard from others that my mom
re-married soon after the divorce.  She was beautiful and belonged to a
well-off family so another marriage was not difficult for her.  Her new
husband was in construction business so she was not the loser in the end.
The true loser was me.  As I grew older I realised that my father was a
mean man.  He was a drinker and used to spent a lot on wine.  Out of ten
only two of my wishes were fulfilled.  We lived on bread and potatoes and
not much else.  As I started to grow up a bit life became more difficult.

   I was 21 when my father died and left me all alone in the world.  He
left me in a lot of financial trouble as well.  I came to know only after
his death that he was under the burden of debt.  Being a jobless graduate,
it was not possible for me to face his creditors.  The next best thing for
me was to leave my town and settle in a town where I could hide my
identity. Then a idea struck me.  I gathered some information about my real
mother Amudha, and tried to locate her.

   I got the official address of my step-father Mr.  Gopala and met him
first.  He was a busy man and it was not easy to to meet him.  When I
finally met him I found him a man in his late forties with a bulky frame. I
clearly told him who I was.  His small eyes glittered as he examined me,
patiently, from head to toe.  "You're not what I expected," he said
indulgently.  "Anyhow I am sorry yo hear your father is dead."

   "I feel sorry the way my father treated my mother specially accusing her
of infidelity." I mumbled and felt real sorry

   To my surprise he laughed.  "Your father was not entirely wrong son,"

   "Waht?  How can you say that?"

   "I too had my suspicions about her." he laughed more.

   Hearing this made me red in face despite the fact that I rarely knew my
mom.

   "Nothing serious Dave, minor doubts which many husbands have about their
wives."

   "I think I made a mistake by coming here, I beg your pardon."

   "NO Pardon son." He said and laughed again.  "You are in right place."

   When I said that despite the past I want to meet my mother.  He went
into deep thoughts.  After recovering he said, "Not so quick.  Let me
think." after thinking some he spoke, "Lets plan a drama."

   "Waht Drama?"

   "I will let you live with her but you will not tell her who you are." He
looked at me and smiled.  "I just want to see whether Amudha will recognise
you or not."

   "Alright Mr.  Gopala but how can I live in the same house without any
reference."

   "Thats not difficult.  I will introduce you as son of my friend.  I will
tell her that you are planning to go abroad and staying for a short
duration."

   "OK" I said without any emotion

   "All you have to do is to keep an eye on her daily activity.  You will
receive monthly payment for that."

   "I am not a professional spy sir, kindly spare me from this."

   "That is why you are so important to me.  you really don't look like a
professional."

   "Are you suspecting her of something sir," I asked politely

   "Not really but due to my business I used to stay out of town for days
so who knows.  I want you to give her company."

   "It still look very weird."

   "Come on, let the things settle a bit and you will live as our son in
the house."

   I had no choice but to accept.  Only later I realised that I put myself
in a mess.

   When I met my mom Amudha, there were no kisses or hugs.  She saw me as a
stranger and I saw her as Mrs.  Gopala.  We were introduced like the way my
step father wanted.  Looking at her it was hard to believe that she was my
mother.  She was pleasantly plump and curvy in ALL the right places.  Nice
hanging tits, beautiful long black hair, sexy face and lips.  She was much
shorter than me in height, must be 5 feet or may be couple of inches more.
Any day she cannot be considered fat but she is certainly overweight for
her height.  In facial appearance she is a beautiful female with pleasant
features, fair in color and lovely in appearance.

   I was given a small room inside the big house.  Soon I became part of
the house.  My step-dad told me to call him uncle and his wife aunt but for
sake of clarity I will name him as Dad and she as Mom.  My dad was a
creature of habit.  He used to wake and sleep and take his meals on set
times.  Mom was not like him.  Sometime she woke early and sometimes late,
and same was true for her sleeping habit.  There was nothing extra ordinary
for about one week then things started to happen.  She would usually be in
a sari and blouse.  At times I had felt that she is not wearing any bra
underneath as her boobs swayed when she moved.  At times when she would sit
in such a fashion in her chair that her sari would fall from her blouse and
I could see her boobs peeking out.  She would not even make any effort to
cover her bust and continue sitting like that in my presence.  All this
made me feel embarrassed.  Still I never thought about her sexually.

   Soon it became clear that an exhibitionist was hidden behind her
charming personality.  That habit of her was the cause of concern for her
husband otherwise there was nothing wrong with her.  I told that to him but
he was not satisfied.  I only realised late that by putting me in his house
he was checking how she will act in the presence of a young man.  He was
not wrong but I was not going to report all.  Unlike many other women her
age, she was full of life.  During my first week in the house I rarely saw
her wearing the same dress twice.  She was invariably presented perfectly,
nails always beautifully manicured and hair neat.  I soon realised she
enjoyed showing off her body.  I came to look forward to hearing her
clicking heels on the floor and wondering what she would be wearing.  I
noticed that she would often place a hand on my arm or playfully poke me in
the chest during our conversations.  Slowly I started succumbing to her
feminine charm and couldn't help wondering if she was just flirting or
serious.

   Once I noticed her door slightly ajar and caught a glimpse of her
stunning bare behind while she was changing.  I think she knew when I was
following her around the room with my eyes, and deliberately drop something
so I'd get a view of her behind.  There were other things like brushing her
hairs and doing nails in my presence, that made me feel uneasy.  My sex
education was not much apart from watching some porn magazines.  I was yet
to develop a taste in sex.  At that time, my biggest sexual relationship
was with my right hand in the bathroom.

   One night I felt thirsty and knowing the path to kitchen, I moved in
dark.  I had no idea that Mom will be in the kitchen also to get a drink.
There was light from the street lamp, so she too walked without switching
on the light.  As I moved into kitchen she bumped into me.  She jumped and
started making a sound.  I said, "Sorry, did not know you were here, was
coming to get a drink of water"

   As I moved to right she moved to her left and again bumped into me-- as
my belly "bumped" into her belly, I felt her breasts and nipples through
the night gown against my chest.  That gave me a small hard on.  This time
she said, "I ran into you, sorry".

   I turned to let her walk past then asked "Where are your glasses auntie
Amudha?"

   She was nervous, "excuse me?"

   "Where are your glasses, you know, your drinking glasses for a drink of
water please?"

   "Oh, they are in such and such cabinet"

   "Would you get me one, I might be clumsy and knock them over."

   "Sure she said, as she passed, I decided to check her.  I walked close
behind and when she stopped I pressed my semi hard cock into the crack of
her ass.  She froze I backed off, "sorry, you stopped sudden like" I said,

   "It's OK" she said,

   I backed up, she turned handing me the glass and I caught her steeling a
glimpse of my hard cock, now with the head protruding from my pajama leg. I
took the glass and said, "thank you." She said your welcome and good night
as I got the drink and she walked away, me watching her ass.  I know she
could feel my eyes on her ass which was naked under her gown as she walked
away to her bedroom.  Later I rebuked myself for behaving like a piece of
shit.

   One day my Dad asked me to take her wife to a dentist.  He told me that
she needed one tooth extracted, and wanted to get it done right away
because she was having difficulty in eating.  The day was hot but she was
modestly dressed in simple saree and a button-down blouse that didn't show
any cleavage.  After driving her to her appointment and hanging out in the
waiting room for about two hours, the dentist called me back and told me
that everything went fine.  I signed mom out of the office, then helped her
to the car as she couldn't really walk herself.  As I was helping her into
the passenger seat, she smacked her head against the car roof pretty hard,
then just started laughing.  Her face was covered with a big wrap-around
bandage, but I could still see her cheeks already starting to get puffy. 
She was pretty loopy from the procedure, but I made sure we stopped and
picked up her prescriptions on the way home.

   When we got home I helped her take her pain meds.  She was still pretty
loopy so I pretty much had to carry her up the stairs, helped her get in
bed and turned on the television for her.  All the time I heard moaning in
a strange way.  I got her setup with everything I thought she'd need and
told her I'd be out back if she needed anything.

   "Thanks for standing inplace of my husband." She said, "When it comes to
me he always shift his responsibility to others."

   That was first time I heard her complaining about her husband.  Things
surely were not ideal between them.  Mr.  Gopala was interested in knowing
her activities and she thought he was ignoring her.  I was not in a
position to tell her husband that his wife was trying to seduce me, without
knowing who I was.  These small incidents made me see her in a different
context.  Not as a mother or wife of someone but as a woman.  A sexy and
enticing woman.  She was still conservative, but it was a sexy
conservative.

   I went to my bathroom and masturbated.  I shot one of the biggest loads
I have ever experienced.  As soon as my erection died, so did my
confidence. All of a sudden I started to feel like a pervert and freak.



   My step-dad was follower of Iskon philosophy and used to visit one
temple frequently.  That temple was on a small hill and literally had
hundreds of stairs.  It was great test for people but still the temple was
known for its big crowd.  Once he fell ill and mom suggested to him to
visit the to temple.  He agreed immediately.  One hot day we moved to that
temple.  I was sitting with driver in front while my mom and dad were
sitting at the back seat.  I saw Mom wearing a beautiful yellow Saree and
looking like a goddess.

   We reached the temple and stopped right in front of the temple to buy
flowers from the road side florists.  As we came out of the car I saw mom
adjusting her pallu on her bosoms and navel, and with that last stroke she
took her right and clipped her Saree pall edge near her right bosom and
covered her right bosom, which instantly made my eyes focus there.  The
florists usually keep the flowers on the ground so mom bent down to choose
the flowers.  She took her time in selecting the flowers and bargaining
about the price.  I failed to notice that left side of her boob was exposed
and she was giving an ample view of her left bosom which a couple of guys
were staring at.  I realised it only when my dad gave an angry stare to
onlookers.  He moved near her and covered her exposed blouse clad left
boob. Mom was still busy selecting the flowers.  I had a glimpse of her
back, to my shock her ass was up in the air, displaying its beautiful
shape. I turned around and to see more people ogling at her, including a
priest who passed by.  I saw my dad going behind her back to cover her
some.

   At the foot of hill ticket for puja were sold.  Two ticket were bought
on the name of Gopala Pandey and Amudha Pandey.The plan was that only Mom
and my dad will do the puja and I will wait outside.  It was a hot day and
people in general were sweating.  I could see the the yellow blouse of mom
was wet near her armpit area.  As we started climbing the stairs my dad
missed one step and tumbled down.  Actually he was eyeing back of a young
woman.  I picked him up immediately but he was hurt.

   "A stone is broken from a step by some 'Kanjar'." He remarked

   "Lets forget the puja and go to an hospital." mom suggested

   He asked us to wait and recovered a little.  He was not badly injured,
its a twist of foot.  Walking uphill was not possible for him but Going
without puja from the temple was a bad omen.  He asked mom to proceed with
puja.

   "But the puja is supposed to be done by husband and wife together."

   "For a couple of minutes let Dave stand in my place." he said calmly.

   "The priest will notice the age difference." she remarked

   "You don't look much older than him so there will be no problem" My dad
advised.

   Hearing that a chill ran through my body.  I was a little confused and
unsure but to my surprise mom agreed to this finally.  My heart was
thumping and at the back of my mind was this thought about where this could
all lead to.  Leaving my dad under a tree we moved forward.  We finally
reached inside the temple and priest waved his hand at us signaling us to
come for the pooja.  I gave the tickets to the priest and he looked at them
for some time.  Mom told him that she want to do puja for the health of her
husband.

   "Your husband looks quiet healthy to me." he said and made mom confused.

   "No swamy, he is under a spell and I want you to cure him from the
spell."

   "That will require a special puja."

   Mom handed him a thousand rupee and asked him to proceed.  Grabbing the
money the priest started chanting some mantras in an unknown language which
only he could understand.  After a couple of minutes he gave a garland to
me and another to mother.  He asked us to put those garlands over each
other necks.  Seeing mom a bit reluctant the priest said, "Renewing your
marriage is a part of this special puja."

   Now mom had no choice but to obey.  Next we were asked to pray in front
of the diety.  My mom closed her eyes, while worshiping the god.  My eyes
were open and I could see the priest lusting my mom.  The son of a bitch
was fucking her with his eyes.  He had his camphor lit plate in his hand
and soon he started moving around us.  Sometimes he bumped into me and
sometimes into mom.  On one round I pinched him on his ass and he stopped
the rounds.  After that he applied vibuthi on my forehead and blessed me,
and he went near my mom and applied vibuthi on her forehead and pinched her
cheeks and said "Bless you my child" my mom smiled back.  She didn't knew
his intention of pinching her cheek.  He surprised us by saying,

   "Next time when you come to the temple, please come clean, take bath,
only when you body is clean, only then god will answer you prayers."

   My mom said, "Sawamy, I am clean, I took bath today while coming to the
temple."

   The priest replied "Look at your blouse, it is almost soaked in sweat,
look at your neck.", pointing his finger, and then he touched mom on her
naked belly.  "You call this clean?"

   My mom was totally embarrassed, while saying "sorry sawamy" she
immediately took her pallu end and started wiping her neck and her belly,
the fleshy part of her belly was jiggling giving him the darshan of her
deep navel, she adjusted her Saree.  He then gave a garland of flowers to
mom and ordered her to wear it over her head.  Mom was a bit surprised but
wore it on.  At the end he then gave a sweet dumpling and asked us to eat
half and half.  We ate it.  He then finished his last blessings on us.

   As we started moving down I was expecting mom to take off the flowers
from her head.  I was surprised when I saw her setting them firmly.  When
we met dad he only asked,

   "You done the puja Amudha?"

   "Yes but look these garlands."

   "What are they for?" he asked

   "Thinking your nephew my husband, the preist performed a remarriage."
She said

   I was hoping dad to get angry but he laughed and said, "Remember he was
standing in my place."

   "This is so improper."

   "Hey guy ..." Dad said to me, "Don't ever think her your wife."

   "She will be like a mother to me" I said to get out of the mess.



   <>

   The puja failed to do good for dad.  He decided to consult some foreign
doctors abroad.  My mom wanted to go along but he discourage her by saying
that it was not a pleasure trip.  To me he said the he was leaving his wife
in my custody.  I assured him that I will take good care of her.  Both of
us went to leave him at airport.  On return mom told the chauffeur that she
wants to buy certain provisions.  Her first stop was an shoe store.  Inside
there was only one man in sight at desk.  It was perhaps a self service
store.  An elderly man was examining walking shoes.  Mom wanted to buy some
new shoes.  She picked a couple but no one in sight to help put them on.  I
told her to sit down and I will help her check them.

   She sat, smoothing out her Saree.  A young woman pushing a baby carriage
came into the store.  Mom stretched her long legs out and crossed them.  I
sat on a stool in front of her and she lifted her top leg and slowly
uncrossed them.  Just as I was about to tie a lace she lifted her saree up.
Looking at her smooth legs I fumbled with the laces and froze in my place.
The mother with her baby came behind me and looked at us.  I looked up at
mom and she lowered her saree just in time.

   "Thank you, honey," she whispered and stood up to see herself in mirror.


   After buying a pair of shoe she bought some other thing and we returned
to home.  I ran to my room for getting the relief.  Same night I met mom
again.  That day we were only two at dinner.  She was looking a changed
woman altogether.  Her hair were lying loose on her shoulders and she was
wearing a tight 'shalwar Kameez' suit.  There was just enough make up
applied, a hint of blusher and a lustrous red lipstick.  Her purple shirt
was stretched tight across her breasts and over her ass -cheeks.  I had
felt the swell of her bosoms before but never quite imagined how they would
appear unleashed.  I would say it was her round and plump ass which was
taking my breath away and anyhow I did not missed even a single chance to
stare her fleshy buns.  She was simply looking tarty.

   'Wow Aunty' I stammered 'you look great'

   She turned a little pink at the compliment and a smile passed over her
face as she replied, "I thought you will never notice."

   "I was noticing ...  and appreciating you in my heart."

   "Silly man a woman want to hear praise, are you afraid of my husband."

   "A little."

   "Don't be ...  he is a chicken inside."

   I just smiled but my cock made a movement in my pants.  She served the
dinner to me.  I can realise that she was leaning over and touching at
every opportunity and she was so much more than an attentive waitress.  On
her every bending I could see an improper amount of cleavage.  She must
have been aware that I was continually looking down her boobs but I was too
shy and inexperienced to make a move.  So I sat there blushing and
expressing polite platitudes.

   We moved to the lounge for watching TV.  There I tried to hide my
'little embarrassment'.  So I sat opposite her clutching a cushion to my
lap.  She came to sit beside me and her scent started making me giddy.  I
was beginning to loose control and thought the best way of avoiding any
humiliation was to offer my excuses and beat a hasty retreat to the
sanctuary of my bedroom.  I stood up soon,

   "I am a bit tired and want to sleep." I hardly started moving when she
stood up too and said,

   "Wait, where are you going?"

   "To my ...Room."

   "I don't sleep alone ...when my husband goes on his visits a maid sleeps
in my room."

   "Where is she today?"

   "She is on leave ...  so in her place you will sleep in my room."

   "This is so...unusual."

   "Does'nt your uncle advised to take care of me."

   "Okay...  auntie...  let me go get changed, and I -(TM)ll be back.  -�

   I got my sleep clothes on, just some lightweight sweats and a tee shirt,
and went back to my her room.  She was already in her bed, but two things
were freaky.  Her dress which she was wearing some time ago was lying on a
chair.  I was hoping to sleep in a sererate bed but the far side of her bed
had been turned down.  Good thing I put on my jammies.  I moved around to
the far side of the bed and slid in under the covers.

   -�Thank you for this, Dave.  -�

   -�Sure Auntie, anything for you, you know that.  -� I turned and
switched off the bedstead light.  Then slid up behind her on the other side
of the bed, doing my best to not get too tight up against her, I knew what
that was sure to do to me.

   -�You -(TM)re a good man, Dave, -� she said to me in the dark,

   -�Thank you for that.  -�

   -�Can I make a request."

   "You can order me anything auntie."

   "Don't call me auntie, Call me Amudha.  Remember we are married in a
way."

   Before I can say anything she grabbed my hand and pulled my arm over her
and held it between her breasts.  The biggest shock of my life was waiting
for me.  She was not wearing any cloths.  Her voice was teary so I asked,

   "Is everything right ...  A ...Amudha?"

   I wasn't feeling like a good man at the moment, as my cock was growing
down the leg of my boxer briefs.  God damn she was hot, and she still had
my hand clutched between her tits.  She was not aware who I was but I knew
who she was.

   "Nothing is right Dave my husband is cheating on me but accuses me for
cheating on him."

   "I had no idea that things were so bad between you guys."

   "I was once divorced before I don't want to happen it again."

   -�I -(TM)m sorry, Amudha.  -� It was then that I realized my hands
were still on her stomach and on her breast.  -�Is there anything I can
do --?  -�

   -�I -(TM)m so sorry, I know this has got to be weird for you, I -(TM)m
just so alone.  -�

   -�You -(TM)ll never be alone, Amudha.  -� I pulled her in tight to
my body and began running my hands up and down her tight stomach, and up to
her breasts.  When I got there, I took one in each hand and gave them a
firm but gentle squeeze.  She moaned with desire, and I took this as a good
sign.

   -�I saw you peeking at my breasts, They are beautiful?  -� It was
really more statement than question.

   -�Oh yeah, I loved them since the first day I saw them.  -� I
started kneading her breasts some more.  I brought my hands back to her
nipples and rolled them a little between my fingers.  Her response told me
I was right.

   -�Do you masturbate after looking at me?  She whispered.

   "Yes.  Often."

   -�Oh, my God.  -�

   I slid one hand down her stomach and when I got to her pussy I was a
little surprised to find it completely bald.

   -�I -(TM)ve shaved for as long as I can remember, do you like it? 
-�

   I responded by cupping her pussy with my hand and starting a slow rub.

   -�Ungh --I -(TM)ll take that as a yes.  -�

   She reached around behind her and started fishing around in my sweats
for my cock.

   -�You always sleep in your underwear?  -�

   -�Nope, I needed to be able to control myself, when I knew my body
would betray me.  You -(TM)re beautiful, Amudha, and I didn -(TM)t want
this to get weird.  -�

   -�Guess it got a little weird anyway didn -(TM)t it?  -�

   -�I -(TM)m so horny right now, I don -(TM)t care, anymore, we -(TM)ll
worry about that later.  -�

   -�Good.  -� With that she rolled over on top of me, breaking my hold
on her cunt and her tit.  She leaned across and switched on the light. 
-�If we -(TM)re going to do this, I want to watch.  -�

   I silently replayed every scrap of porn I'd viewed over the years. 
Scenes, images, pictures flashed through my mind as I attempted to recall
exactly what the participants did in each of them.  She pulled back and
reached down to the waistband of my pants and started to pull them down at
the same time I pulled off my shirt.  She ran one hand over my chest and
lightly massaged it.  She pulled my underwear down with my sleep pants, and
released my cock from confinement.  I -(TM)ve never thought about the size
of my penis, but she just stared at it like a hungry cat.

   "You are big."

   "You are beautiful."

   She reached down and took my cock in one hand and slid the head into her
mouth.  Oh my God, I nearly exploded right then and there.  She let a
little saliva escape from around her lips then moved down the length of the
shaft.  When she got about halfway down, she vacuum sealed her lips to it
and pulled back, taking all of the extra spit with it.  This was too much
too fast, I reached down and grabbed her hair in both hands and pulled her
off my shaft.  Her mouth came off the head with a -~pop -(TM).

   -�Easy there, or this will be over before it begins.  -�

   -�I can take care of that.  -�

   She jumped up and went into the bathroom.  I -(TM)ve never tired of
watching her walk away.  She came back with a glass of water, and a little
blue pill.

   -�Is that what I think it is?  -�

   -�Yep, my hubby been eating these like candies since they first came
out.  -�

   I took the pill and swallowed it down, by the time I put the glass on
the nightstand, Amudha was ready to wrap her lips around my cock again.

   -�Just relax and enjoy the ride.  -�

   She went back to work sucking my dick, just like she had started, it
didn -(TM)t take long before it was at full attention, and I grabbed her
hair and pushed her head down as far as I could on my cock.  -�Oh my god,
I love your mouth!!  -�

   She pulled her head up, smiling.

   -�Thank you.  Now I want you to cum in my mouth!  -� She took my
cock in her mouth again and forced it as far down her throat as she could,
over and over again.  I felt my balls tighten up.

   -�Now, oh god, Amudha, now!  Ungh!!  -�

   She swallowed my dick as far down as she could, and I exploded down her
throat.  It just kept coming, and she kept swallowing, her lips sealed to
my shaft.  She didn't lose a drop.  When I finally stopped and fell back on
the bed, she pulled her head back slowly, cleaning the shaft as she went.

   -�Oh Lord Amudha that was amazing.  -�

   -�Thank you again.  -� She said after she swallowed the last of my
jizz.  I looked down expecting to see my member slowly dwindling to soft
and useless, but there it stood in all its glory.

   -�You should be that way for at least an hour or so.  -�

   -�Very Cool!  Now it -(TM)s your turn.  -�

   I pushed her down on her back and started kissing her, long and deep.  I
moved my way down to her neck, and squeezed her giant tits as I went.

   -�Oh baby, I want you to suck on my titties.  -�

   -�That works, because I really want to suck them, too.  -�

   So I started, I took her right tit into my mouth, as much as I could,
(did I mention they were huge?) and started a long hard draw with my mouth
vacuumed over her nipple, flicking the nipple with my tongue all the while.
After a few moments, I moved to the left, then back and forth letting the
spit dry on each one and raise the nipple in the cool air, before switching
again.

   -�God, yes, suck on my titties.  Suck them until I -- ungh, cum!  -�

   I looked into her beautiful eyes as I sucked on her breasts, then said,
-�Will that make you cum, Amudha darling?  Or should I move down here? 
-� and I reached down between her legs and stuck 2 fingers into her hot,
wet pussy.

   -�Oh God --take your pick!  -�

   I pulled my fingers out and she moaned her disappointment.

   -�I won -(TM)t leave you hanging, I -(TM)ll take care of you.  -�

   I kissed my way down her wonderful body to that pretty shaved pussy, and
started kissing her clit.  Her moans told me all I needed to know about
hitting the right places.  Of course, she was hot enough at this moment,
that I probably could have just blown on her clit and made her cum.  So I
did.

   -�P-please, can I cum?  -�

   Can I cum?  What was she talking about?  I had no idea but I said,

   -�Not yet.  -�

   -�Ungh --ungh --!  -� Wow, she really was going to try and hold it.
That -(TM)s hot!!

   I put my two fingers back in her wet pussy, and pumped her for a few
strokes, as I sucked on her clit.  She moaned again and grabbed the bed
sheet with both hands to try and hold off her orgasm.  I kept sucking on
her pussy I pulled my fingers out of her and positioned two of my fingers
at her asshole.

   "Can I, please, cum." she asked again

   "Yes." I said and planted my mouth over her pussy again and sucked hard
on her clit.

   She arched her back and pulled on the sheets with all her might as the
orgasm started.  As soon as she started, I slid my fingers, slick with her
own cum into her ass.  She tried to scream, but nothing came out of her
throat.  Her ass tightened on my fingers, and I could feel her pussy
convulse under my mouth.  She just kept cumming.  Her body tightened into a
rigid arc above the bed.  I finally took my mouth off her pussy and slowly
pulled my fingers out of her ass, as her orgasm slowly subsided.  Wow, I
-(TM)ve never had a woman respond to oral sex that way before.

   I licked my fingers clean, wiped my mouth and savored her taste as I
climbed slowly up to kiss her again.

   -�Are you alright?  -� I asked.

   -�Y-yes!  That was phenomenal!  -�

   -�Wow, going to be hard to keep up with phenomenal, from here on. 
-�

   -�Oh I doubt that!  -�

   She just grabbed my face and planted a deep, passionate kiss on me.  As
we were kissing, I reached down and aimed my cock at the entrance to her
pussy and shifted my hips to press against her.  I slid into her with
amazing ease, she was so wet, and thanks to Viagra, my cock was still cold
blue steel.

   She pulled away from our kiss and arched up and moaned again.

   -�Can I come again, please?!?  -�

   -�Yes Amudha, you can cum as much and as often as you want.  -�

   A breathy -�Thank you!  Ungh --!  -� as another orgasm swept over
her.

   I started pumping my cock into her slowly.  I kept my pace steady and
even, and she responded by pushing her hips up to meet me as we found a
nice rhythm together.

   -�Oh fuck, baby that -(TM)s so good.  -�

   -�I was sort of getting that.  Something about you cumming all over my
cock gave it away.  -�

   -�Yeah --I can see how that may convince you!  Oh fuuuuuck!  I -(TM)m
cuuuuming again.  I love your cock!!!  -�

   -�It loves you too, Amudha.  -�

   I pulled out of Amudha after her orgasm died away and told her to roll
onto her stomach.

   -�Oh yes, baby.  But let me bend over the side of the bed.  Fuck me
from behind.  -�

   We got off the bed and standing there next to each other, she kept
stroking my cock, but there was no way that my little man was done yet.  I
turned her to face the bed and bent her over the side.  I stepped up behind
her as she spread her legs, then she reached back and spread her cheeks
apart and presented herself to me.  I slid easily back into her pussy and
started pumping her, the more I pumped the more she pushed back against me,
until we were thrusting at each other with serious animal lust.

   -�Ungh --ungh --ungh -�, was all that came out of Amudha.  Then she
did something different.  She put her hands behind her back and laid her
forearms together and grabbed an elbow with each hand.  If I -(TM)d had a
set of cuffs, I could have easily bound her arms together.  My mom might be
into some interesting shit.  So I reached down and grabbed her by her
wrists with one hand and pulled her back toward me.

   -�Yes!!!  Pull my hair Dave, pull your slave's hair and fuck her hard!
Ungh, I -(TM)m going to cum again.  Oh Lord fuck me!!!  -�

   When her orgasm died away, I slowed my rhythm and pulled out.  I lied
down by her.  We started to talk about the sexy thing we just did.  She
then revealed to me that it was her long wish to seduce me to her bed.  I
also confessed that since coming into her house I set my eyes on her.

   -�C'mon, let's get cleaned up.  -� Amudha suggested.

   We went into the master bathroom to shower.  It -(TM)s a nice big room
with a claw foot tub, a toilet, a bidet, two sinks and a walk-in shower.  I
walked in and started my shower while Amudha used the toilet.  I washed my
hair, and in the middle of rinsing, I felt Amudha hug me from behind and
lay her head on my back.  Her hands slid down and wrapped around my cock
and started a long slow massage, kissing me the whole time.

   -�Aren -(TM)t you exhausted?  -� I asked.

   -�Yes, but sex is like Chinese food: half an hour later you -(TM)re
hungry again.  -�

   -�I see.  -� My hair was rinsed by now, so I turned around and
picked her up and slid my now hardened cock into her cunt.  I held her
close to me for a short time, while she wrapped her legs around me and
adjusted to my cock being in her pussy again.

   -�Fuck me, please!  -�

   -�Hold on tight.  -�

   She wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me as tight as she could,
so I slid my arms under her knees and pulled her legs up and apart as I
pushed her up against the wall and just poured it to her.  What she said
next blew my mind for a moment.  She said,

   -�Fuck mommy: Fuck mommy as hard as you can!!!  -�

   Hell oh Hell.  Is she aware of my true identity.  I have to check.  I
asked,

   -�Why should I call you mommy?"

   "Don't be serious son." she laughed.  "It the way I talk during sex."

   That revelation took a load off my head.

   -�Can I call you mummy too, sometimes."

   "Not sometimes, only when you are fucking me." she said

   -�Am I doing fine mummy?!!  -�

   My rhythm turned into what can only be called -�grudge fucking -� as
I kept ramming my cock into her pussy.

   -�Oh my god Dave, yeah?  Please, oh please can I cum now?!!?  -�

   -�Yes mommy, cum all over your son -(TM)s long, hard cock!  -� I don
-(TM)t think I -(TM)ll ever tire of her asking permission to cum.

   That was all she needed, her orgasm started, then grew and rippled
through her whole body.  She sort of went rigid and squeezed her legs
together so hard I thought she was going to break my arms.  She screamed
and looked in my eyes, then down at our grinding crotches as she squirted
cum all over my cock, my stomach and the shower floor.  That was all it
took for me as I exploded hot cum into her pussy, a second orgasm swept
over her and she clamped down on me again and rode the wave to the end.

   -�Holy shit, Dave!  I -(TM)ve never squirted before!  That was
amazing! -� She could hardly get the words out; she was so out of breath.


   -�Yeah, that was pretty wild!  Wow Amudha, you are amazing!  -�

   We moved back into the shower again and actually got cleaned up this
time.  We probably would have gone at each other again, as we were soaping
each other up and rubbing all of the important, sensitive, fun parts, but
we both knew we had to get some sleep.  Once we were both dry, we climbed
into bed again and fell asleep with Amudha pulled in close to my body.  I
drifted off to sleep with the scent of strawberries in my mind.  The last
thing I heard her say was,

   "You are so sweet....  are you sure?  You won't tell anyone?  Ever?"

   No mam, it was the hottest thing ever.

   "You know I'm not some kind of floosy, right.  I would never cheat on my
husband, although he's given me reason....  I mean, you can look, just not
touch, right?  That's so very, very erotic to me."

   <>

   When I woke again it was late in the day.  My nose captured the sweet
subtle scent of perfume.  Disoriented, I slid up onto my elbow, rubbed my
face and took a closer look around.  My image stared almost mockingly back
at me from the full-length mirror in the corner.  I inadvertently recalled
last night and realised I was alone.  I experienced my first complete sex
with a beautiful knowing woman.  While I had no basis of comparison, I was
sure that losing my virginity to my mom was definitely better than losing
it a girl my age.  What I experienced was something truly special.  I
understood it was incest but it didn't bother me in the least.

   A chill ran through my body at the thought that if Mr Gopala comes in
what would I say.  I rose and wore my cloths in haste.  After refreshing
myself in my room I went in search of the wondrous woman who was mother and
a lover.

   It wasn't hard for me to find her.  The stomach-tugging aroma of frying
food pulled me through the house.  She was in the dining room setting the
breakfast on table.  Her long hair cascaded down her back.  Wearing a
simple and well stitched Kurta over the top along with tight legging on her
lower half she was looking beautiful.  I smiled at the sight of her fleshy
cheeks as they clenched and jiggled with her movements.  Well, she wasn't
wearing panties.  A maid was in the kitchen but as soon as she saw me she
said loudly,

   "Dave?" her tone and warm smile was revealing her genuine happiness at
seeing me.

   "Smells good.  Sorry if I slept too long."

   "Nonsense.  A young man like you needs his rest.  Especially when he
worked as hard as you did." She smiled slyly and watched my face redden. 
"Well, I hope you don't mind breakfast in the afternoon.  I was actually
just coming to wake you."

   "No, no, that's cool.  I'm not in a hurry to go anywhere." I looked up,
capturing her gaze.  "Thank you Amudha"

   "Not Amudha now, though I love hearing you say my name."

   "Sorry"

   "Come eat." she patted my cheek.

   Food was taken in silence.  Meanwhile the maid came and asked for her
leave.  Once I realised we are alone in the house I started talking.  "I
had a good time you know?"

   "Did you really?" She smiled mischievously.

   "You are my first."

   "I want to show and teach you a lot more?"

   "Can I ask you a question."

   "You are welcome."

   -�What do you mean when you said that you want to cum?  -� I asked
in amazement.  -�Men cum, not women...  -�

   -�You are so innocent aren -(TM)t you!  Women cum too you sometimes.
It wouldn't be much fun if it was all one sided now would it?  -� She
smiled.

   -�How did you cum, I don't understand.  -� I said.

   -�When you were...  you know...  rubbing my clit...  This made me
cum....  -� Her face reddened.

   -�What's a clit?  Do you mean your pussy?  -� I whispered.

   -�Yes and No...  it's a small...  well...  like a button.  Rubbing
this makes a girl cum.  -� She said.

   -�I thought you had a hole, where's your clit thing?  -� I asked.

   -�It's not just a hole, you silly thing.  There's a lot more to it
than that.  -� She laughed.

   -�Show me...  Please.  -� I asked.

   -�Dave!  Do you know what you are asking...  No way am I showing you
my pussy.  -� She walked into the living room.  -�What do you think of
me...  To imagine that I would do such thing.  -� She stood looking out
of the window to the garden pond.

   -�I am sorry ...  It's just I have no one else to turn to, and I just
thought that...  maybe...  just a quick look.  -� I said.

   -�Oh my god Dave you're so innocent.  Yesterday was a mistake.  I lost
control, it's not you that I -(TM)m really worried about, but me.  -�

   Suddenly her phone rang, and she replied it immediately.  It was from
her husband.

   -�Hello Darling...  -� She said.  I started to leave, but she
pointed to a chair that I should sit and wait.

   -�The doctors were positve good?  -� She paused.  -�Dave is doing
fine.  No, he's not here yet.  Of course I -(TM)m alone...  I miss you
too...  I really miss you silly...  Well you will just have to wait until
you get home..."

   She listened to her husband for a few moments before saying. 
-�Well... okay then."

   After switching her phone off she looked at me.

   "Aren't you familiar with female anatomy?"

   "Not completely."

   "So you want me to to show you?"

   "Yeah!" I grinned enthusiastically.

   "Come to my room then."

   It was day time and it was risky but once you are in lust you think
little.  I followed her to her room.  Once inside she asked me to sit on
her bed.  She stood in front of me.  Without any shame she unbuttoned her
'Kurta' and let it drop to the floor.  As it happened, she was wearing a
normal, though lacy, bra.  She reached behind her back, undid the clasp,
and let the bra drop to the floor.  I gasped as I beheld those magnificent
mammaries.  Mom Amudha simply reached down and peeled off her tights.  I
was excited as I saw her sitting down on the chair facing me.  Next she
parted her knees and guided me on a tour of her pussy.

   "This is the pelvis, this area is the mons, these lips are called the
labia majoris.  If I pull them back...like so...you can see the labia
minoris and the clitoris, or clit.  Get a closer look at this.  It is
analogous in structure to your penis, although it does not excrete urine.
It does become stiff with blood, as does the whole area."

   She was looking down at herself as she spoke.  Taking adventage I
dropped my dress and took my cock in my hand.

   "Can you show me the procees of cum?" I asked

   Although reluctant, she could hardly say no, since she had encouraged
this learning experience.

   She leaned her head back in her chair, placed her feet well apart on the
edge of bed, closed her eyes, and dropped one hand to her crotch, one to
her breasts.  She was looking like the most erotic sight.  Her long black
hair hung mostly off the back of the chair, but a few locks were laying
over her shoulders and curling around those huge breasts.  Like most young
man my age, I was extremely fascinated with those tits.  Seeing her hand
kneading her own titflesh, was nearly mind and cock-blowing.  I gripped my
penis hard, almost painfully, and stopped stroking.  I directed my
attention now to the fascinating apparatus between mom's legs.  That clit
was extremely interesting.  As she stroked her fingers between her lips,
that little nub of flesh had already poked further out.  Every time she
touched it, she quivered involuntarily.  Still holding onto my cock, I
leaned closer for a better look.

   It took very little for mom to leave everything behind and start up that
hill to the heights of orgasm.  Already, during the course of her
conversation, she let her fingers fly around the whole area, and pretty
soon she had her first orgasm.  I leaned closed, scootching my butt between
her outstretched legs.  Soon I was sitting on the edge of the bed, with my
nose nearly in her pussy.  The sharp tangy smell of a woman's arousal
assailed my nostrils, which flared trying to catch every whiff.  Her head
still back, her eyes till closed, she was beginning to squirm her butt
across the chair seat.  I took my face further close.  "Yes." she moaned,
"you can run your tongue over it...  these are my lips...  sucking them
hard into your mouth will send me crazy, and this is my hole.  -� With a
soft moan she slid a finger into herself.  -�That's where your tongue
goes.  This little hole is for my wee to come out.  -� She then inserted
two fingers and -�Oh I'm so wet.  -� she said.  -�Taste me.  -� I
took her thickly cum covered fingers into my mouth, she tasted sweet and I
needed more.

   I soon found that I had a gift for cunnilingus.  My tongue moved over
her clit, up and down then side to side.  -�That's it, lick my clitty. 
-� She whimpered.  -�Oh it feels so good...  suck my lips...  that's
it...  bite them.  Now stick your tongue right into my hole.  Oh my god...
-� She tugged my hair, rubbing her wet pussy against my mouth.  I moved
back to her clit, I could feel the small cums rippling through her as I
licked at her love bud.

   After a while she went into an heavy orgasm when I did a figure of
eight, and to my surprise; begged me to stop.  -�I can't take it any
more. -� She cried.  but I wanted more.

   I moved from her clit and began to work on her long soft lips.  Sucking
them deep into my mouth and complementary nibble from time to time.  I then
lapped at her dripping wet hole; I began to fuck her with my tongue, until
she began to orgasm.  Once again, I concentrated on her clit, only this
time I slid in two fingers, and by chance found a soft place just behind
her love mound, this sent her into a frenzy pulling my hair and forcing my
mouth onto her hot little clit, it was, as if she exploded, her entire body
began to jerk, pushing herself high off the chair she let out a long
primitive groan.

   I watched her pussy twitching, she was so very wet, thick streams ran
between her arse checks.  Slowly she moved and lay on the bed.  -�That
was fantastic.  Oh just look at your cock, it's so very hard.  -� She
whispered.  -�Come on...  fuck me.  -�

   She reached down between us and guided my throbbing cock into her
waiting wet pussy.  She was soft warm and wet...  -�More...  oh yes,
more, that's definitely in me....  more...  -� I pushed a little harder
and my cock slid in, stretching her, filling her.  She gave a long moan and
dug her nails into my arms.  -�Did I hurt you.  -� I asked.

   -�Oh no, will you just fuck me?  -�

   I began to slid my cock in until she gave a little moan, then out, but
not all the way.  She began to moan and grown, moving her hips up to meet
my gentle pushes.  Has I increased the speed she said.  I could feel the
cum building inside of me, I began to fuck her harder and faster.

   -�Don't you dare cum...  not yet.  -� she demanded.  -�Stop... 
Stop...  take a deep breath.  Think of something other than cumming, hold
the tip of your cock tightly, take deep breaths.  -�

   -�it's okay I said it's passed now.  -� I whimpered.

   -�Look it's no good have a donkey dick if you can't use it.  Come on
get up.  -� She said.

   Thinking I had upset her, I said.  -�It's okay, I do better.  -� and
slid my cock in a little.  -�I want to try something different...  get
up. -� She said.

   I got up and she quickly turned onto her knees and pushed her arse up.
Her pussy opened like a flower, and I had the overwhelming desire to bury
my face in that soft wetness.  I licked her hard, up from her clit, over
and in her hole, and on to her arse-hole.  I licked her lovely pink round
bottom.  -�Oh my God that's my bum.  That's my bum...  Oh God.  -� She
whispered.

   I knew she liked this by the way she push back hard onto my tongue so I
tongue fucked her arse for a while, pushing in as far as I could go, then
wiggled my tongue around inside her.  She cried with delight as she
orgasmed.  -�I need you to fuck me now Ben, fuck me like a bitch.  -�

   Standing behind her I entered her gaping lips with my hard cock, it slid
in much deeper this time and I pushed much harder.  She began to moan and
push her bum back each time I pushed up.  I became more confident watching
my big cock slid into her pussy, her lips griping all along the glistening
length.  I noticed that her bum-hole was opening and closing in time with
my thrusts.  Her legs began to wobble and she lost balance and fell on the
bbed.  She was breathing heavily as she turned to look at me.  She didn't
speak, but tapped the bed indicating that I should lie down.  I did and she
stepped across me and took my cock and began to impale herself by slowly
lowering her body letting my cock glide into the dripping wet pussy.

   Here I was, with the woman I wanted to call mother, now lowering herself
onto my dick.  Fate made her my lover.  The whole situation was odd.  I
understood it was incest.  That didn't bother me in the least.  She looked
beautiful, her large full breasts looked magnificent from this angle, and
the look of share pleasure as I felt her muscles grip my cock.  -�I'm
cumming....  oh my god, oh my god...  yessss.  -� She flung her head back
and her tits out making them look even bigger.  This was too much for me, I
tried to control myself, but it was no good, I was passed the point of no
return.

   -�I'm cumming Amudha, I -(TM)m sorry, but you're so fucking beautiful.
-� I said through gritted teeth.  She was lost in the moment, her body
shaking from the power of her orgasm.  I felt the release as my cum blasted
into her pussy.  I pumped and pumped loads of hot cum into her, I thought
it would never stop, wave after wave passing through my body and out from
my dick.  Finally she fell onto my chest, we lay there for several minute,
my semi-hard cock still inside her.  I could feel the contractions as she
continued to cum.  She finally said.  -�You licked my bum-hole.  That was
a first, I thought my head would come off.  -�

   Then she lifted herself off me and allowed my cock to slap against my
stomach.  -�Oh...  just look at this.  -� She said spreading her pussy
wide and letting my cum cascade onto my chest.  -�I can feel it running
out of me...  -� Smiling see she said -�We should get cleaned up.  -�

   We kissed, touched, licked, sucked and fucked at every chance we had
until Mr.  Gopala returned.
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