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 LUSTING IN THE RAIN

   At 18 I got interested in photography.  By then my days at school were
over and I was studying in a college.  Kunal was my best friend and we had
similar hobbies.  We used to share our photographs with each other and talk
about them.  Once a marriage function took place among my relatives.  I
covered it entirely and made an album of it.  I showed that album to Kunal
and seeked his opinion.  First we discussed some technical things about the
pictures and then started finding the picture of the most sexy girl.  Kunal
kept on watching the pictures over and over again and finally said,
Kunal: Dude, would you mind if I say something?
Me: Oh come on man.  Just say what you want to say.  What is there in
seeking permission?
Kunal: I hope you won't get angry.  Promise me, you won't!
Me: Ok, I promise.  You know well how libral I am
Kunal: Dude, don't mind, but your mom is sexiest of them all in these
pictures
Me: Oh you nasty little rascal, (I said jokingly thogh I was shocked).
In the pictures mom was dressed in a pink sari.  despite being a mother
to three children she was looking much younger than her real age.  I could

see that in his jeans Kunal had a small erection.
Kunal: You promised not to mind
Me: Hey come on, there are lot of younger ladies and girls here
Kunal: Its the curves that counts buddy and your mom had just the right
type of them
Me: I know some guys love matures ladies and this is fine with me.
Kunal: When you will learn the difference between a woman and a pussy
you will love matures too
When Kunal left me alone I looked at the pictures of my mom and found
that he was not wrong.  My mom Moorti wasn't exactly a classic beauty, but
she was very feminine.  At 42 she was decidedly on the plump side but her
140 pounds looked good on on a five foot five frame.  She had damn curvy
boobs and a beautiful belly with deep navel.  Her hot ass, soft like
sponge, was the sexiest part of her body.  I kept on thinking about my mom.
I was feeling shame for my nasty thoughts but kept feeling horny too at the

same time.

   I saw many a times people looking and staring at her figure in public. I
watched how some men used to rub their dicks over their pants when she
moved by side.  I came across many incidences where young guys and
sometimes even old men tried to molest her in crowd.  One I had this mother
fixation problem there was no turning back.  I used to get erection when
she wore the Chuddidar with a high make over.  She looked like a call girl
who wear high makeup.  Looking her like that, I used to imagine that she is
a call girl serving and pleasing her customer for money.  I had quite a
strong imagination, which allowed me to create elaborate fantasies of
sexual delight.  As a mother my mom was taking good care of all needs of
mine.  But she was a aurat and I want to love her as my aurat

   I am Tarun from Mumbai.  I am a shy boy but not a nerd, and nobody
treats me that way.  My family consists of father, mother, and one sister
besides me.  We are living in a two storey small house.  My father has a
electronic shop nearby but his work keeps him busy for late hours.

   One day it started raining outside.  Lying in my bed I was reading a
book but then rain got my attention.  I put the book aside and started
watching through the open window of my room.  I was lying in just my
undershorts and it was a bit cool, so I had a sheet over me.  My room was a
small one and had only a single bed.  The weather was so romantic that I
started to think about sex.  I was about ready for a nap, but my cock began
to stir.

   I stroked my cock over my shorts when I heard a sound in the next room.
I could tell from the sound of the footsteps that my mom was coming towards
my room.  She came on through her bedroom and tapped lightly at my door. 
"Yeah, ma" I responded.

   She opened the door and looked in.  "What are you doing?" she asked. 
She was wearing a cream colored saree with a matching blouse.  As she was
not wearing any bra, I could make out the outlines of her aureola of her
breasts.

   Well, I could have said, "I want pussy mom and you are the only one
available." Butnaturally I did not say that.  What I did say was, "Just
lying here looking at the rain."

   "That sounds a lot more interesting than what I'm doing.  Everyone else
is gone for the afternoon.  I have finished my work and feeling lonely."
She paused a moment and then asked, "Would you mind if I join you?"

   "Uh--sure ma,"I managed to say.

   She took the two steps necessary to reach my bed and paused there
uncertainly.  "Do you think there's room for both of us?" she said.

   Oh, God!  "Oh--uh--sure, ma.  I'll make room."

   My bed was right against the wall under the window.  I scooted over
until I was lying tightly against the wall and turned back the sheet.  Mom
sat down on the edge of the bed, then lay back and swung her legs up.  She
lay with her back to me and pulled the sheet across her body.  "My, this is
a cozy fit, isn't it?" she laughed.  "Have you got enough room?"

   Well, I didn't have enough room, and I was rapidly needing more room for
my stiffening cock.  I pressed myself hard against the wall, and still I
was right against my Mom's big soft body, spoon fashion, her big ass
actually touching the tip of my prick in spite of all I could do. 
"Sh--sure, Mom, I--I'm OK," I mumbled.

   We lay there silently for several minutes.  Mom seemed to be relaxed,
but I was stiff as a board, my heart racing, and my cock on the verge of
throbbing and jerking against her.  God, she surely must be able to feel
it. What would she think?  Would she be disgusted and get up and leave?

   Finally Mom said softly, "How nice.  The rain sounds so gentle, almost
like a lullaby."

   "Uh--yeah," I muttered eloquently.  I had even forgotten that it was
raining.  Some lullaby, with my Mom's sexy body right against mine in the
same bed!  God, how many times had I imagined a scene like this?  Now here
it was, and I was petrified.

   "It's been a long time since you and I were in bed together," Mom said.
"Not since you were just a little boy."

   "Yeah, Mom,"I remarked.  "I remember when I was 11 years old and I read
that scary story and couldn't sleep.  You came and lay down with me until I
could go to sleep." I remembered that incident very well.  It was during
the beginnings of my sexual awakening.

   "Oh, yes, I had forgotten that," Mom said.

   We lay silent for several more minutes.  I was relaxing a little bit,
but my cock was still as hard as a steel bar, and it insisted on twitching
from time to time, and damn it, I just couldn't keep it away from contact
with Mom's ass.  If she didn't feel it, there was something wrong with her
nervous system.  I was expecting any second that she would get embarrassed
and leave me alone, probably never to return to my bed.  I just couldn't
believe that she might be pleased to realize that she was having an erotic
effect upon her boy.

   I had my hand upon Mom's upper arm, and all at once I noticed that I was
starting to rub up and down her arm.  I stopped abruptly.  But then Mom
slowly moved her hand back and laid it on my bare thigh.  She gently
squeezed.  Oh, my God!  This scene is so firmly etched in my memory that
the following conversation is almost exactly, word for word, what we said
on that epoch making afternoon in my young life.

   "Honey," she said softly, "I haven't really told you for a while how
proud I am of you--of how well you're doing in studies.  And of what a very
nice young man you've become."

   "Oh, gee, Mom!  Thanks."

   "And I guess I haven't told you for a long time how much I love you.  I
do love you--very, very much."

   Now I was really rubbing her arm, and she was rubbing my thigh.  "And I
love you, Mom,"I blurted.  "You're the best Mom a guy could ever have."

   Mom laughed.  "Oh, wow!  Thanks, honey." After a few moments of silent
caressing, she asked softly, "Are you sure that you're not a little ashamed
of your old fat mother?"

   "God, no!" I insisted.  "You're not fat.  I like the way you look.I
think you look great."

   "Now you are just trying to please me." she blurted

   "I wish I had a wife like you." I became bold

   "Well, that's good to hear." After a few moments, she went on, "But I'll
bet you'll find a much prettier woman to marry someday."

   I hugged Mom and said, "No way, Mom.  I would want any woman I married
to look just as much like you as possible." I now began gently stroking the
front of her body, just below her chest.

   "You mean like the song: 'I want a girl just like the girl that married
dear old Dad'?"

   "Yes, Mom.  Exactly like that."

   Mom giggled.  "Well, that's awfully sweet of you, honey.  But I know
you're just saying that to make me feel good."

   "Aw, Mom,that's not true.  In fact, if you weren't my Mom and weren't
married, I'd want to marry you."

   Again Mom giggled.  "Ooh!...Of course, you mean if we were the same
age."

   My caressing had touched the bottoms of Mom's boobs now, and I was
really warming up.  "No, Mom.  I mean that if you were not my Mom, and we
were the ages that we actually are, I would want to marry you right now--if
I had the means to support you, of course."

   "Oh, my goodness, honey!" Mom laughed.  Her hand had just brushed
against my balls, and my cock jerked sharply against her ass.  Then she
said in a teasing tone, "Now would you really want to marry me--or just..."
She broke off, laughing.

   "Just what, Mom?"

   "Oh, you know--just have--er-you know....gratification, shall we say?"

   I knew what she meant all right, but I was loving this teasing
conversation.  "Uh--what do you mean, Mom?" I asked, playing dumb.  My hand
was now on one of her full, soft breasts, and she did not stop me.

   "You know what I mean," she said, giggling again.  "Marital relations."

   "Oh, do you mean--uh--sex, by any chance, Mom?"

   "Bingo!" Mom giggled.  She waited awhile and then said, "But you didn't
answer my question."

   "What question?" I knew perfectly well what the question had been, but I
wanted to keep her talking.

   "You know, damn it, honey!  Would you really want to marry me or
just--uh--have sex for pleasure"

   "Oh, Mom,I'd want to do both if I only had the chance." God, I'd want
that more than anything else in the world!

   "Oh, wow!" Mom said.  She was quiet for a moment as we continued to
caress each other.  Then she said, "Well, you are my son, so obviously you
can't marry me." After a long pause she added very softly, "Unfortunately."

   God!  Was I feeling good!  Things were really heating up.  I knew that
my mother was becoming more and more aroused.  I gently inserted my hand
inside her house dress (she seldom wore a bra around the house) and cupped
a big soft breast, squeezing and fondling.  She made no effort to stop me.
It actually seemed that she didn't even notice.

   "Of course," she said musingly after a while, "you know what people call
a man if he sleeps with his mother.  You hear of it now and then--you know
the--uh--the word." Her hand brushed against my hard cock.

   "You mean motherfucker?  (MaChode)" I said boldly, giving her Mom a
harder squeeze.  "Are you suggesting it as a possibility?"

   "NO!" Mom squealed.  "That is, I was just saying that--uh--it's
apparently sometimes done."

   "Mom," I breathed into her ear fervently as I rubbed her nipple, "I'd
give anything to be called that."

   "Oh!  I--uh--one what, honey?"

   I slid down a bit, positioned my cock between her legs and gave a thrust
up between them.  Of course her dress was in the way.  "A motherfucker,
Mom. With a mother like you, there is nothing in this world that I'd rather
be than a motherfucker!"

   "Oh, honey!" Mom moaned.  "Oh, you naughty boy, you!  How can you say
such a thing?" She pushed me away from her.

   Damn!  Just when I thought that my dream was going to come true!  Mom
seemed very upset.  I expected her to get up and walk out.  I had ruined
our relationship forever...But she did not get up.  She lay there, on her
back now, breathing heavily.

   "I'm sorry, Mom," I finally said abjectly, with tears in my eyes.  "I
just got carried away."

   We lay there without speaking, and the sound of the rain was the only
sound in the room.  All of nature was weeping with me.  Oh, God, what a
mess I had made of it!  Suddenly a sob shook my body.

   "Oh, honey!" Mom said, turning toward me.  "It's all right.  I forgive
you.  I know that you're going through a difficult time in your
development. It's OK." She hugged me, and I really burst into tears.

   "But, Mom,"I sobbed, "I really meant all I was saying about how much I
love you and--and how much I want you...Don't despise me, Mom.  I just
couldn't help it."

   "Oh, honey, honey," Mom cooed.  "It's all right.  I'm really flattered."
She held me tightly, now face to face with me.  We lay there clinging
together for several minutes while the steady rain fell outside the open
window.

   Then Mom kissed me gently on the forehead.  I raised my head to kiss
back, and her lips were there.  I kissed them softly.  Mom did not pull
away.  I kissed her again, and she responded with a kiss.  "Oh, honey!" she
murmured and kissed me again, this time with opened lips.  "Oh, honey!"

   She continued to kiss me fervently.  Now I felt her tongue licking at my
lips, and I opened my mouth.  Her tongue plunged inside, and I met it with
my own.  Her body was squirming against mine, and my hard-on, which had
collapsed a bit, sprang back into full erection.

   Then Mom abruptly drew back and stared straight into my eyes with the
deepest intensity that I had ever seen there.  "It's really me, isn't it?"
she asked.  "It isn't just sex?  It's really me you want?"

   "Oh, God, yes, Mom!  Oh, Mom,I've been so hungry for you--just you--for
so long!  Oh, God, I love you, Mom!"

   "All right, then," Mom said.  "God help me, for I can't help myself."

   With that she swept back the sheet.  She grasped my shorts and tugged
them down, with some difficulty because of my huge erection.  "Oh, God!"
she said.  "You're enormous!"

   Mom rose up and shed her cloths on the floor.  I reached for her, but
she pushed me onto my back.  Then she climbed astraddle my body, pausing a
moment to look me in the eyes and then taking my huge cock into her hands
and staring down at it.  My eyes devoured her gorgeous big body as she
towered above me.  Her big Mom were firm, sagging only very slightly with
their weight.  Her smooth, slightly rounded belly curved down to the vee of
abundant crispy dark hair at her crotch, through which her swollen pussy
lips peeped.  Her full white thighs were straddling my own as she held my
cock with both hands.

   "All right, honey," she said in a fierce tone, almost hissing, "you want
to be a motherfucker--Damn it, you're going to be a motherfucker!"

   She moved one hand to her mound and fingered her cunt for a moment. 
Then she held the lips open as she lowered her crotch toward my cock.  She
guided my hard rod between the puffy lips of her pussy and rubbed it
several times, using me almost like a dildo to pleasure her clit.  Then she
slowly sank down upon me, and I watched her cunt swallow up my big prick
inch by inch until her dark pussy hair was meshed with my lighter brown
hair.  God!  What a sight!  And what a sensation as I felt my sensitive
love tool slide all the way into her warm, wet, slippery sheath!

   Then Mom lay forward on my body and brought her face down to mine.  For
a moment she stared intently into my eyes again.  Then she murmured, "Oh,
honey, honey!" again and placed her open mouth on mine.

   For a long time we just lay like that without moving, my cock throbbing
inside her tightly gripping cunt.  I got my hands on her ass and began
rubbing and squeezing her firm, smooth ass cheeks.  God!  She felt good! 
Our tongues were playing together again, and Mom's warm breath was coming
faster.  Her body was heavy on mine,but God, it was a wonderful burden to
bear!Then Mom began to slowly raise and lower her hips.  My hands could
feel the flexing of her rump muscles as she raised her ass way up until my
cock was almost out, then lowered it again, sliding down my tingling
fuckpole delightfully.  I was just letting Mom do everything at this point.
I knew that if I tried to thrust, I would shoot almost immediately, and I
was glad that she was taking it slow.  God!  What a sheer pleasure to feel
that coveted cunt sliding up and down my happy rod!  I could feel every
inch of her love passage moving against every inch of my cock.  It was just
enough to keep me right on the verge of cumming without making me cut
loose. I wanted it to go on forever and ever!  I worked one hand in between
us and started playing with Mom's smooth, spongy Mom while I continued to
fondle her ass with the other hand.  Our continuous kiss was a sloppy wet
one, as we chewed at each others lips and tongue passionately.  Mom was
really into it now, and I knew that she wasn't doing this for just me alone
any longer.  She was breathing more heavily and more rapidly as she
continued to fuck slowly.  Now, however, she was coming down harder on the
down strokes and grinding against me before she raised her ass up again.



   Then all at once, Mom blurted, "Oh, God!  Oh, God!" into my mouth and
began to fuck with abandon, jerking her hips up and slamming down rapidly
and fiercely, bouncing us up and down on the little bed.  I began to buck
under her now, humping up to meet her descending belly and having my ass
slammed back into the mattress by her almost savage assault.  My cock was
being rammed in and out of her with tremendous force and speed now, and it
was on fire with the strongest sensations I had ever felt.  I could feel
the heat inside Mom increase too, alongwith the wetness.  I had dreamed of
fucking the hell out of Mom, but here was my ladylike Mom fucking the hell
out of me.  God, could she fuck!

   Slam!...Bang!...Fuck!...Fuck!...Fuck!...Fuck!  Mom was panting into my
mouth, whining a high-pitched whine now, completely out of control in her
passion.  And the sensations in my cock spread out through my groin, and I
knew that I couldn't hold back any longer.  The heat inside me just boiled
over, and I gave a muffled roar as my cock began to jerk and spit out its
load deep inside my mother's plunging cunt.

   Mom felt me start to shoot into her, and she gave a little scream as her
ass leaped and jumped even faster in a frantic stretch drive into her own
climax.  Then all at once she stiffened up, with my spurting cock buried to
the depths inside her.  She was shaking and moaning, and I could feel her
cunt muscles spasming and grasping at my emptying babymaker.  For a long
time we hung there together, trembling violently as our mutual orgasm swept
our bodies, lifting us up to the heights of sexual ecstasy.  Mother and son
cumming together for the first time in a glorious incestuous union!  God!
All my fantasies and all my masturbatory climaxes were such a pale prelude
to the fantastic pleasure of the real thing!  At last, Mom heaved a great
sigh and just collapsed upon me.  A tremendous release came over me as
well, leaving me drained but gloriously happy.  Oh, God!  My mother had
fucked me!  My own dear, precious, wonderful, gorgeous mother had fucked
me--her own son, her adoring, worshiping son.  A wave of sheer love swept
through me.  Oh, God, how I loved this wonderful woman!  More now than
ever! She had given me everything now.  She was a warm, loving mother in
the conventional way, and now she had proved to be a passionately hot
lover, giving all of herself to me without any reserve.  What greater joy
could anybody possibly experience?

   After my mother recovered her breath and came back down to earth a bit,
she began to murmur, "Oh, my God!  What have we done!  Ooohh!" She was
lying fully upon me, and her weight was rather uncomfortable, but I would
have died before I would ask her to move.  It was a glorious discomfort. 
My cock was still buried deep inside her overflowing cunt.  I could feel
our mixed fluids seeping down from our crotches, over my ass and onto the
bed sheet.  I didn't care about that.  The whole experience had been so
stimulating that my cock lost hardly any of its rigidity.  I could feel
little ripples running through Mom's vaginal muscles from time to time, and
they helped my dick to begin to return to maximum erection.

   Then apparently the gravity of the situation struck my mother, and she
raised her head and looked at me.  "My, God, honey, How could I have let
such a thing happen?" I had no answer to her question, but I hugged her
tight, and she laid her head back down on my shoulder.  Then she asked
softly, "Honey, was this your first time?"

   "Yes, Mom,"I replied.  "I'm glad that my first time was with you."

   "Oh, God, God!" Mom moaned.  "What have I done to you?  It was all my
fault, honey.  Oh, God, I'm so sorry!" And now she was the one who was
crying.

   I caressed her gently as I said, "But, Mom, this was the greatest thing
that has ever happened to me.  It was just wonderful beyond words.  Don't
be sorry about it." She kept on weeping silently, her tears wetting my neck
and shoulder.  "Mom," I murmured in her ear, "I love you so very, very
much. I love you more than ever now.  I think you're a wonderful, wonderful
mother.  I am so grateful for what you have given me today."

   My cock was now at super erection, filling Mom's cunt to the maximum
again.  I put my hands on her ass cheeks and pulled her tightly against me,
forcing myself even farther up her tight love channel.  Mom began to talk
again.  "All I wanted to do was just to be with you because I felt lonely.
I just wanted to be close to you.  Then I felt your--er--I felt that you
were--er--aroused, and I knew that I should get up and go away.  But I just
couldn't.  It's been so long since I've had any really...  good sex.  Oh, I
still love your father, but it's just...just not the same now.  And he
usually isn't much interested any more.  When he is, it's just so quick
and--and just for him.  This is the first time in years that I have really
felt good in that way."

   Mom lifted her head and gazed into my eyes again.  Even after she had
been crying, she still looked so very beautiful.  "What we have just done
is a grave sin--at least, that is what most people think.  It is also
against the law.  I could go to prison for it.  We should never do this
again."

   Even as she was saying this, she raised her hips and lowered them,
creating an electrifying friction as her pussy slid up my cock and back
down.  "But, Mom..." I began, my heart again filling with anguish.

   "But, oh, God, honey!" Mom breathed ardently.  "Now that we have done
it, I--I just don't think I can stop...wanting it!  It--it didn't feel
wrong.  It felt so warm and loving, so wonderfully warm and loving!"

   "Yes, Yes, Mom!  Oh, yes!  How could there be anything wrong with loving
each other?  I know now that you really love me totally and completely, and
I feel the same way about you."

   All at once Mom laughed.  Her laughter made her belly shake and thus
stimulated my excited prick even more.  "Well, honey, was your old Mom a
good piece of ass?"

   Her bold vulgarity really jolted me, and I laughed as well.  "You sure
as hell were, Mom!" I exclaimed enthusiastically.  "A damned good piece of
ass!"

   Mom kissed me and murmured, "And that big dick of yours is the answer to
a woman's prayers.  God, it felt good in me!  It's a good bit bigger than
your father's...And it seems to be as hard as before we started."

   "Just thinking about you make it hard every time, Mom.  So actually
having it in you really does it."

   "Mmmm!" Mom hummed into my mouth as she placed her open lips onmine
again.  She began to hump her ass again, fucking me gently.  Then she
raised her head again.  "OK, wicked motherfucker, are we going to just go
ahead and go to hell together?"

   "Let's, Mom.Wherever you are, I want to be there with you--in you if
possible."

   Mom laughed and kissed me again.  Then she began to roll us over.  "Come
on, honey.  You get on top and do it to me this time.  Fuck your mother,
honey!"

   We awkwardly managed to get rolled over in the narrow bed without
uncoupling, and now I was between her thighs in the classic missionary
position, looking down upon my beautiful mother, with my cock buried to my
balls in her furry-fringed fuckhole.  I began the long, slow fucking that
she had already taught me in our first fuck.  I pulled my cock out until it
was just barely between her juicy cunt lips.  Then I slowly pushed it back
in, sliding down that slippery passage to paradise.  Going to hell?  Hell,
no!  This was the closest thing to heaven that I could imagine.  I raised
myself up so that I could look down between us and watch my slimy rod slide
in and out of Mom's well lubricated cunt.  As it came out, it pulled her
swollen, puffy cunt lips out, and as it sank back inside, it pushed them in
with it.

   I noticed that Mom was also looking down at our fucking genitals, a
smile on her face.  "Oooh, you feel so good in me, honey!" she cooed.  "So
damned fucking good!"

   I leaned forward and began to kiss her big firm Mom, licking and
nibbling at the hardened rosy pink nipples, standing up stiffly from her
pinkish-brown aureola.  Then I lowered my face to Mom's again and we began
our deep kissing, getting sloppier and sloppier as our emotions began to
soar out of control.  Mom had her hands on my ass now and pulled me harder
against her as I thrust into her soft, wet femininity.  I began to fuck her
gradually harder and faster, which she obviously wanted me to do.  She
began to hum and mumble into my mouth as our continuous wet kisses went on
and on.  At times I could make out words: "Mmmm!  I love
your...unh!...mmm!...big hard...unh!...dick!...Oooohh, honey!...that feels
so...unh!...damned gooooooddd!"

   I began to mumble too, saying over and over in words muffled by our
kissing and interrupted by grunts as we fucked harder and harder, "Oh,
Mom!...Mom!...unh!...unh!...I love you!...unh!...I love you, Mom!...I love
you!..."

   Now Mom pulled her mouth free long enough to practically scream at me,
"Now, honey!  Give it to me, honey!  Fuck me as hard as you can!" At the
same time she was humping frantically up at me, her ass bouncing up and
down on the bed and her hands yanking on my ass.

   I didn't need any urging.  I was ready.  I began to slam into Mom with
all my energy, my big stiff cock plowing into her juicy cunt in a furious
assault.  Our bellies were actually smacking together, and the copious
fluids in her cunt were causing "squish!  squish!" sounds as we fucked
lustily.  Just at that point, the rain suddenly began to come down in
torrents, and thunder began to roll noisily overhead.  Again nature seemed
to be sharing our emotions.  I was ramming Mom's ass deep into the mattress
with each savage thrust, and she was bucking her cunt right back up for
another plunge.  She was moaning and whining continuously now, and I knew
that she was right on the brink of a giant orgasm.  The heat and the
insistent itch in my cock was building rapidly to the point of no return.

   The passion of my mother's fucking, her delightfully dirty words, the
wet deep kissing, the heat inside her churning pussy, the softness of her
ass and Mom in my hands, the incredibly stimulating friction of her cunt
walls rubbing against my pistoning cock--all combined to overwhelm me, and
I soared up and up into a fantastic climax, my cock jerking and spewing its
hot juices deep into my mother's uncontrollably humping belly, just as a
tremendous clap of thunder shook the house.  At this, Mom gave a piercing
scream and I could feel her pussy muscles just going wild inside, spasming
and grasping at my cock.  "OHHHHHHH, FUUUUCCKKK!" she moaned as she twisted
and screwed her hips against mine.

   Again our mutual orgasm held us both in its torrid grip as we panted and
moaned and groaned, as my cum was filling her already soaked cunt again to
overflowing.  Our bodies again were shuddering violently as body, mind and
soul were swept by the overwhelming physical ecstasy, made even more
intense by the tremendous love that we shared and the surrender to the
overpowering allurement of the forbidden fruit of mother/son incest.This
second fuck was, for me, even more exciting than the first, partly because
of the way my mother had spoken of all the risks and then decided to dare
whatever might happen, and partly because this time I was the dominant fuck
partner and had succeeded in bringing my mother to another shattering
orgasm.  Now I was a real motherfucker!  And God, with a mother like mine,
that was a title of supreme pride!

   After what seemed a long time, I finally collapsed on my mother's sexy
big body, and she heaved a sigh and seemed to relax at the same time.  We
lay there with our mouths still just loosely together, panting into each
other, my cock still tingling in her juicy pussy.  Gradually our breathing
slowed to normal, and our hearts stopped racing.  Outside the rain again
subsided into a gentle patter.  God, it actually seemed that nature was
reflecting everything that we were doing.  Somehow this reassured me. 
Nature must approve of what we were doing.  Maybe mother/son sex really was
a natural thing.  I had read that practically every normal adolescent boy
has fantasies of fucking his mother.  Could it be that this is what we were
really intended to do?

   Now that I had been fucked by my mother and had fucked her in return, my
spirits were soaring beyond this earthly plain, and my tongue was inspired
to finally tell my mother just what I felt about her--that is, as much as
such an overwhelming emotion can be expressed in words.  "Ah, my wonderful,
wonderful mother, my beloved goddess of love, most gorgeous creature on
this earth--I love you with every atom of my mind and body.  I am the most
fortunate of all men because the most desirable of all women has given me
her love!" I know that this sounds corny as hell, but I was really into
love poetry, and I was very good in English composition.  Never would I
have uttered such flowery phrases without exactly the stimulation that I
had received on this glorious afternoon.

   Mom smiled a beautiful big smile, the smile of a fully satisfied woman
who has been freshly and very well fucked.  "Oh, my God, honey!  When you
talk like that, you just turn me to mush.  I could just melt right into
you. Oh, I love you with all of my being too, my handsome, loving son with
the delightful big dick."

   We turned on our sides and lay there, still joined at our satisfied
genitals, clinging to each other rapturously and continuing to speak words
of the deepest love between our open-mouthed kisses.

   Then we were suddenly shaken by the sound of the front door being
closed. One of the family had returned.  "Oh, my God!" Mom gasped, jerking
her cunt free from my semi-rigid prick.  She leaped out of the bed and
grabbed her cloths, pulling them on despite her leaking pussy.  She scooped
up her dress and struggled to pull it on over her body.

   By this time we could hear voices, feminine voices.  It must be my
sister with one of her friends.  We could hear them ascending the stairs as
Mom frantically tugged her dress down and stepped into her shoes.  Then we
relaxed a bit as we heard the voices disappear into Sis's bedroom.  "Whew!"
Mom sighed.  "That was close!  I'd better slip down to the bathroom.  See
you later, honey." One quick kiss and she was gone.

   I cleaned myself off the best I could and put my shorts back on.  It was
only about five minutes later that my father and his brother arrived at the
house.  But by this time Mom was undoubtedly locked in the bathroom,
washing away the evidence of our sin.  I was so worn out that I just lay
back in my sex-soiled bed and went to sleep, not waking up until it was
dark.

   I dressed and went downstairs, very nervous about facing the family
after my earthshaking experience, which I was sure had transformed me into
an entirely different person.  How could I behave normally so soon after my
rapturous initiation into real sex?  I needn't have worried.  Dad was in
the living room watching TV, and Sis was nowhere around.  I went into the
kitchen and found my mother just finishing the dishes.  My heart jumped
into my throat as I stared at that gorgeous woman, her short housedress
plumped out fantastically in all the right places by that adorable body
that I had now seen in all its naked majesty.

   She smiled at me as I entered.  "Ah, here's the sleepy head.  I thought
that you probably needed some rest after your--uh--hardworking afternoon.
I've kept some supper warm for you."

   "Thanks, Mom,"I said, just staring at her, still in awe of her amazingly
explosive sexuality.  I sat down at the table, and Mom filled a plate with
some of her deliciously cooked food.

   She brought it over to me and leaned forward to place it before me, her
breast touching my shoulder as she did so.  Then she put her arm around my
neck and kissed me on the ear,sending goosebumps all over my body.  She
whispered softly, "Love you, baby."

   I turned to wrap my arms around her, but she restrained me and moved
away.  "Take it easy, Mister.  There's a time for everything.  Go ahead and
eat."

   I did so, but kept watching every move she made as she went on with her
work.  After I had finished, I took my plate over to the sink.  Now I
hugged Mom from the back, pressing my aroused cock into the crack in her
ass.  "Oh, Mom, I love you so much!" I breathed into her ear.

   We heard footsteps in the next room, and I quickly moved back to the
table and sat down to hide my hard-on.  It was my sister, who apparently
had just come down from her room.  She asked me for some help with her math
homework, and I reluctantly agreed.  She was taking an advance course in
summer school.  She had her book with her and sat down at the table, where
I was able to clear up her difficulties pretty easily.  The rest of the
evening, however, there wasn't any real opportunity to be alone safely with
Mom.  I lay awake a long time that night, thinking of the marvelous events
of the day and wondering what tomorrow would be like.

   I awoke the next morning to a gentle prodding and looked up to see Mom
bending over me, her robe gaping wide open, showing her beautiful big
Mom."Move over," she said.  "I've got to be with my new lover boy.  Your
father just left for work, and your sister has gone to school.  We have the
whole house to ourselves for a while."

   I moved over and Mom stripped off her robe, standing before me
completely nude.  I noticed that she had a bath towel with her.  "We can
keep this under your mattress," she said, "...for emergency use." She
laughed softly.  "And you know, I feel an emergency coming on."

   She started to climb onto the bed with me, but to her surprise, I gently
pushed her back.  "Mom," I pleaded, "just stand there and let me look at
you a minute.  I want to get a really good look at your magnificent body."

   Mom laughed blushingly and moved her hands to cover a Mom and her
crotch. "Aw, come on, Mom!  Let me see you."

   "Well, OK, but you're embarrassing me." She struck a pose, model style,
then pirouetted slowly.

   Ah, God!  What a woman!  Mom had taken time to put on her makeup
already, and her already beautiful complexion had a skillfully enhanced
glow which made her look radiant.Her deep brown eyes were made even more
beautiful by a delicate eyeshadow and ahint of eyeliner.  There was a touch
of a bright red lipstick on her perfectly shaped full lips.

   Her skin, all over her body, was a beautiful warm peachy tan, absolutely
uniform in every part and without blemish.  Her big full breasts swelled
out so provocatively, standing out firmly with perhaps a very slight sag,
the pink nipples hardened and sticking outstiffly from their brownish-pink
areolae.  Her waist nipped in nicely, but her hips flared out in a true
hourglass form, and her belly, with its cute little navel, was slightly
rounded, curving down excitingly to the hairy crotch.

   Her ankles were very trim, but her calves swelled out beautifully, her
knees were dimpled perfections, both front and rear, and her lovely full
thighs tapered outward to meet her broad hips.  Her ass was a sculptor's
perfect model, deliciously curved, plump but firm, thrusting out in an
irresistibly tempting manner, with delectable little creases where the
precious cheeks met her thighs.  Yes, there was just a very slight hint of
marbling in the back of her upper thighs, just that slight imperfection
which is even better than perfection.  And maybe her curves were very
generous-sized ones, but damn, she was well proportioned.  As she turned
back to face me, I stared at her inviting mons veneris, her prominent
mound, covered with thick, crispy dark brown hair.  When she spread her
legs apart, I could see her plump, swollen pussy lips peeping through the
foliage.

   I sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her until she blushed and
giggled again and put her hands over her face.  Then I reached out and
pulled her to me, burying my face in her billowing breasts.  I massaged her
ass cheeks eagerly as I kissed and nuzzled her Mom.  She had her hands on
the back of my head, holding me lovingly and letting me have my way with
her body.  I turned her around and stared at her ass, holding her with a
hand on each hip.  I lowered my face to that fantastic derriere in loving
adoration, kissing, licking and nibbling lightly.

   Then I turned her back around and nuzzled into her hairy bush.  She
spread her legs for me as wide as she could and I was able to get my face
right into her crotch, rubbing my nose, cheeks and chin all over her damp
pussy, kissing and licking at the swollen lips.  Mom began to moan and
writhe as I stimulated her most secret place with my loving mouth.

   Mom was cooperating so well that I knew that she was in the mood to let
me do anything to her.  I laid her down on her back on the bed and knelt
beside her.  Then I began a complete tour of her body with my hands and my
mouth.  I kissed her from her forehead to her toes, licking and nipping at
her beautiful warm, smooth, satiny flesh.  I really didn't know anything
about oral sex, but I was just instinctively drawn to that coveted love
opening in my mother's crotch.  I began to pet it and kiss it.  I probed
delicately inside with my fingers and opened the lips so that I could kiss
inside them, then thrust my tongue into the fragrant, tangy softness of her
womanhood.

   Mom was breathing heavily now, twisting and writhing with her hips.  She
held my head tightly now, sort of directing my eagerly searching mouth. 
All at once she jerked violently and groaned, "There!  That's it!...Right
there!...Oh, honey!...Oh, my baby!...Ooooohhh!...Oh, you're making your
Mommy feel soooo goooddd!"

   I licked feverishly at Mom's juicy cunt as she moanedand thrashed about.
I had to hold on tightly to her hips, but her hands on my head helped to
keep my face buried firmly in her crotch.  Then she groaned, "OH, MY
GOD!...OH, HONEY!...BABY!...MMMMMMMMMHHHHHHH!...Ohhhhhhhhhh,
F-U-U-U-C-C-C-K-K-K-K!"

   She clamped down on my head very tightly now with both her hands and her
thighs to keep me from moving any more.  She was shuddering violently as
she soared through an intense orgasm, moaning and whining.  I could tell
that it was all she could do to keep from screaming.  I was being stifled
by her firm hold on my head, mashing my nose and mouth against her hot, wet
pussy, but it felt great to realize what a tremendous thrill I was giving
to my beloved mother--not to mention the tremendous thrill that it was to
me to have such willingly allowed intimate contact with this love organ
that I had been only able to fantasize about through years of horny
adolescent yearning.

   Finally Mom gave her characteristic big sigh and relaxed, freeing my
head just before I passed out of asphyxiation.  She lay back, all sprawled
out, her legs wide open.  I crawled up on top of her and lay there with my
knees between her thighs, and my upper body weight on my elbows, just
lightly lying on her soft, panting body, now hot and sweaty.  I stared at
her lovely face until she finally opened her eyes, having some trouble
focusing them at first.  Then I kissed her tenderly and asked, "Did you
like that, Mom?"

   "Did I like it!" she exclaimed.  "My God, honey!  If I had died right at
the peak of that, I would have died a happy woman!  Oh, God, that was the
best orgasm I've ever had in my life!  Oooohhh!  I'm still thrilling
through and through!"

   "Does Dad do that to you sometimes?" I asked.

   Mom laughed.  "Are you kidding?  I can hardly get him to touch me there,
let alone put his mouth on my--my pussy."

   "I'll do it to you every day if you'll let me," I offered eagerly.

   Mom giggled.  "God, honey, I don't know if I could stand it every
day...But I'd sure like to try."

   We lay there kissing for a while, as I rubbed my cock up and down her
sopping cunt lips.  Mom started stroking my ass lovingly.  "Mmmm, honey!"
she exclaimed.  "Have you ever opened up my life for me!  I have never been
happier or felt better--or loved anyone nearly so much."

   "I'm so glad, Mom," I said.  "I want to do everything I can to make you
happy.  If there is anything at all that I can do for you, just let me
know."

   "You've already done so much, baby, that I feel that I should be doing
more for you." She thought for a moment and then said, "Hey, that's the
idea.  Get off me, honey."

   She gave me a push and I reluctantly climbed off her lovely body.  "Now,
we have to be fair about this," Momsaid, smiling.  "Stand back for a minute
and let me look at you."

   "Aw, Mom,"I complained, "I'm not nearly so good to look at as you are."
For some stupid reason, I put both hands in front of my cock.

   "Well, looking at it from a woman's viewpoint, I don't agree, my dear.
Now move those hands and turn around slowly."

   Protesting mildly and blushing like crazy, I put on my little show for
Mom.My cock was standing up at a sharp angle, as hard as it could possibly
be, and it bounced up and down as I moved.  "Mmmm!  Verrrry nice!" Mom
purred as she gazed at my nakedness.  "Now turn back around here and let me
have a close look at that beautiful big pole sticking out in front there."

   Mom reached out and took hold of my turgid rod and bent her head over
it, examining it closely.  "Oooh, it's so lovely, honey!" She petted and
stroked my rigid prick and cupped my hairy balls.  Then she said slowly,
hesitantly, "Back when we were first married, your father forced me to suck
his dick several times, and God, I hated it!  Maybe if he had been gentle
about it, I might not have minded so much, but finally I told him I'd bite
it off if he ever tried to stick it in my mouth again.

   "Now, though, I have a lot more experience, and I'm more open minded...
And with a gentle lover who treats my body with such tenderness...and has
such a big cock that makes me feel so good...I think that maybe I could
learn to enjoy it.  I--I'd like to try--if you don't mind."

   "Oh, God, that would be wonderful, Mom--that is, if you're sure."

   Mom stroked my cock lovingly.  "Mmmm, I'm sure, honey.  I just have to
have a taste of this beautiful big monster."

   She had me lie down on the bed, and she straddled my legs on her knees.
I assured her that she could stop at any time if she wanted to.  Then she
lowered her lovely head and gently kissed the tip of my cock, where a bead
of precum had formed.  She licked her lips and said with a grin, "Hmm, not
bad tasting at all."

   She began to tentatively lick the purplish-red head of my rod, setting
my sensations a-tingle right away.  Then she slipped the first inch or so
inside her pursed lips and began to suck very lightly.  God, what a sight!
And what a thrill!  Bit by bit she took more of me into her sucking mouth,
and she began to apply more pressure.  Then I could feel her tongue
swirling around the supersensitive ring.  I tightened up and held on for
dear life to keep from shooting my load too soon.

   Now Mom was sliding her mouth up and down my cock eagerly, holding me
firmly at the base, as if she were sucking on a popsicle.  From time to
time she would stop and lick the head thoroughly, then go back to her
enthusiastic mouth fucking.  I can still see clearly in my mind my mother's
beautiful head bobbing up and down over my excited cock.  I can still see
my happy hard fuck pole appearing, covered with her saliva, and
disappearing into her delightful red lips.  And I can almost feel that hot,
burning, itching sensation as my climax began to spread out from the roots
of my cock, through my groin and stomach and thighs, curling my toes and
making my whole body one big ball of fire.

   "Mom!  I'm gonna cum!" I choked, expecting her to pull away and let me
shoot.

   But Mom kept right on sucking, now squeezing my balls and jacking my
cock as well with her hands.  I couldn't stop it now.  Struggling to keep
from shouting out loud,I just had to let go and let all that fiery cum boil
out of me.  And out it came, erupting like a volcano, right into my
mother's mouth.  She didn't pause for a moment.  She just gulped and
swallowed it down and kept sucking and jacking.  Spurt after spurt of my
hot juices spewed into her mouth and were swallowed right down.  I thought
I would never stop cumming, and the waves of pleasure kept sweeping through
my body.  Oh, God!  Never had anything felt that good before, not even the
fantastic fucks with Mom last night.

   At last I dribbled the final drops and Mom stopped sucking.  She just
held my cock in her mouth for some time, however, then licked it off
carefully from tip to balls.  Then she let go of me and licked her fingers,
where some of the cum had dripped down from her lips.  Then she smiled at
me as I lay there panting.  "Yes, my darling boy, that is much better than
I remember it.  Oh, yes, I could grow very fond of doing this with my
handsome young motherfucker."

   Then she leaned forward and kissed me, sticking her tongue immediately
into my mouth.  Her breath smelled like my cum, and I got a slight taste of
it too.  Ah, a delicious kiss!  I'll bet that any young stud who has just
been sucked off by his darling mother wouldn't mind such a sexy kiss at
all.

   Mom just sprawled out on top of me then, and we did some marathon
kissing.  In no time at all my cock was rising again to full erection,
rearing its hard head up between her legs.  She could feel it and took hold
of it again.  Then she lifted up her hips and positioned the tip of my
straining dick against her soft pussy.  Then she slowly lowered herself
again, sliding down on my iron rod, forcing it up, up into that juicy cunt
once more.  Already I felt that that was its home, just where my happy cock
had always been intended to be.

   We enjoyed a long, slow fuck for several minutes.  Then Mom got carried
away again and rode me fiercely to another grand climax for both of us.  we
had just barely got finished when we heard Sis returning from her class,
and we had to break up that morning's fuck session.

   Well, that set the pattern for our whole summer.  We fucked almost every
morning after Dad and Sis had left.  There were many other occasions when
my socially active (and, I suspected, sexually active) sister was away from
home during the day, giving us other opportunities for sexual pleasure. 
Sometimes Mom would even sneak into my room at night, with Dad asleep right
in the next bedroom.  Those occasions were very nerve-racking, but wickedly
delicious.

   When school started again, it wasn't quite so easy to find good
opportunities, but we still managed to do a surprising amount of fucking
and sucking.  When we did get a long period of time together, we loved to
lie in a 69 position and gently suck and lick each other for up to an hour,
just pleasuring each other and holding off the orgasm until one of us
couldn't stand it any longer, and then we would both race to a climax
together.  We became amazingly good at mutual orgasms.  Mom apparently is
an unusual woman in that she can be easily stimulated to orgasm in a
relatively short period of time.

   One night in particular was amazing.  Just after dinner all of us
started watching TV together.  It was a bit cold so mom brought two
blankets.  She gave one to dad and my sister and used the other one for two
of us.  Under the blanket we were touching and caressing each other and no
one was noticing us.  There was a comedy show that was coming on.  We were
having a good laugh from it when the lights went out.  It was load-shedding
time in our neighborhood.  As soon as lights went out my sister announced
that she was going to her room.  It was pitch-dark and there was no light
in our whole area.  People from neighborhood started to make noise
complaining and shouting at the electric company.  We just stayed there
talking.  Dad asked me when my class was starting again.  We were having
our family conversation, all three of us.

   I moved to side of the sofa while dad and mom were talking about some
family stuff.  I held mom and brought her close to me with her back on my
chest.  Then I moved my hand inside the blanket to cupped her boobs and
caress my hands all over her boobs.  Her nipples were getting stiff as I
played with her boobs.  I pulled her nipples as she continued talking with
dad.  After a while I slide my hands down towards her lower body.  I got my
hands inside her skirt and slowly rubbed her pussy on through her panties.
She was wearing a silk panty and it was quite erotic to rub her through her
panty.  Then I slip my hand inside her panty to get direct feel of her
pussy.  She was wet and I got her flowing juices to rub around her pussy. I
rubbed her pussy mound for few minutes before inserting my middle finger
inside her.

   "Ohhgg" she moaned

   "What?" dad asked

   "Ah...  it's a mosquito" mom replied as I continued to finger her.

   She continued talking as if nothing was going on.  I didn't stop as well
and kept fingering her.  There were times when she would moan quietly and
dad would get confused.

   "Did you hear something?'

   "No nothing"

   I was still fingering her when dad got up and said he was going to
bathroom for pee.  Mom took hold of my erect penis and rubbed it slowly. 
Before I could realise whats happening I felt her body shift.  The weight
of her body pressed against mine as she straddled me.  She was outlined
against the window as she rose to her knees.  I could feel the scratch of
her thatch against my meat.

   I felt mom's hand guide my cock into her pussy.  It slipped easily into
her wetness.  I thrust up hard and mom groaned.  A fantasy of a lifetime,
all 18 years of it, was being realized.  I was buried ball deep in my
mother's fuck hole.

   "Easy, baby, easy, not so fast!"

   She placed both hands on my chest and began a slow undulating movement
of her body.  My cock slid easily in and out of her dripping wet pussy. 
She began a soft cooing sound deep in her throat.

   Instinctively, I reached out and grabbed the cheeks of her ass with my
hands.

   "Mom, I gasped, you should stop.  We might alarm dad!"

   Her mouth covering mine stopped my protestation.  In my mouth, her
tongued dueled with mine.

   I grabbed the bottom of her tee shirt her and stripped it over her head.
Her full breasts fell in my face.  I leaned forward, sucked in one nipple
and suckled like I had so many years ago.

   "Ohhh ahhh!  Show me how much you love me!"

   I continued to ram her even harder now as she was so tight at the time.
Harder and Faster.  I was close to cum and knew few more thrust will do. 
then I heard dad coming back into the room.

   "Are you alright Moorti, why are you moaning?" he asked

   "The housework makes me feel extra tired, might be having fever" said my
mom

   "You just stay here I will bring aspirin for you." Dad said

   He went to kitchen to look for torch light.  When he found the light he
started searching for the aspirin.  By then I began to shoot all my cum
inside her.  I was literally shaking from orgasm as I shot all of my seeds
inside her.  I stayed inside her for a while.  She was talking to father as
I continued to caress her belly.  After few more seconds later Dad came
with the torch.  I slipped silently away from the blanket.  I heard him ask
mom, "Where is Tarun?"

   "Gone to his room" mom replied

   Next day she said to me with a big smile, "That was so scary.  I thought
we would get caught."

   "You like that mom, you sure like being fucked while someone's talking
to you, don't you?" she nodded.

   "Well, then i'll have to look for such situations." I said

   It is now 7 years after that glorious rainy day.  I am 25 and Mom is 48.
I would have been quite content to remain entirely true to Mom alone
sexually, but she made me start dating.  With what I had learned from her,
I found that I could easily please just about any girl, and I became quite
popular.  In fact, I fucked my way through college, and graduated with
honors in spite of that.  I got a good job in town, so that I could live at
home and continue to fuck Mom frequently.

   However, the first day on the job I met a lady who was 11 years older
than I, a secretary with the firm and a divorcee.  She was so much like Mom
in figure and personality that in no time at all I was in love with her. 
It took some time to convince her that our age difference was no problem,
but eventually she agreed to date me, and I was such an ardent wooer that
she soon surrendered her body to me.  She was not as good in bed as Mom was
(Who could be?), but she was pretty good, and with plenty of practice she
has gotten better and better.  We married two years ago and are very happy.

   And what about Mom?  Well, I would never give up such a great lover, so
I visit her very frequently.  We still fuck and suck like crazy, and Mom is
still the very best piece of ass that I have ever had--or could ever
imagine.  And, seriously, I still love her more than all the rest of the
world combined.  Mother/son love, when it is really deep, and when it is
sexual besides, is the very best that there is.  I am so very, very
grateful to the wonderful lady who made my life so completely happy on that
lovely rainy day.