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 I sank with Ammi on my bed and began kissing her.  The kisses grew more and
more heated and I could feel Ammi's excitement through her dress (she was
still wearing same Salwar/Kamiz).  My hands were now rowing all over her
body caressing her breasts few seconds then her back and then rubbing her
ass the next.

   While moving my hand on Ammi's back I reached up at the neck of her
Kamiz and started pulling zipper of dress down.  Ammi went rigid for a few
seconds but then she relaxed.  I swiftly undid the zipper while kissing
her. I pulled aside two sides of her Kamiz at the back and caressed her
bare back.  Then I moved my hand down on her waist and started to pull her
Kamiz up.  Ammi even raised her buttock to make me easy to remove her
Kamiz, which was trapped under her ass.  I pulled up and removed her Kamiz
as quickly as possible All the time I continued kissing her.  I reached
back and unsnapped her bra.

   Again Ammi weakly protested and whispered, "Mere Lal, think of your
Abba".

   I knew we were far too gone to think of anything else.  I cut her off
with another open-mouthed kiss.  Suddenly I felt Ammi's naked breasts were
pressed against my chest.  I could even felt her nipple, which was digging
hole in my chest.  I reached up and began to fondle Ammi's breast.  They
felt soft and sexy.  I bent down and took a nipple in my mouth and began to
lick and suck.  Ammi moaned in passion.  Her nipples were long, thick and
were erect in excitement.

   "Ammijaan!  You're beautiful.  I love you," I declared.

   I continued kissing all the way to Ammi's navel savouring the slightly
salty taste of her sweaty body.  She gave an audible squeak of pleasure. 
While kissing her belly I moved my hand at the edge of her salawar.  Then
slowly undid string of her salawar.  I reached her belly button with my
tongue and began to kiss and lick it as she pushed her belly and buttock up
to me in pleasure.  Taking advantage of that as she raised her buttock up I
slide her salawar down her waist.  It was still jammed under lower part of
her buttock and thighs.  As I kissed and lick Ammi's deep navel she
occasionally raised herself up and I was pulling her salwar all the time
down.  At last I was succeeded to slide her salawar down up to her feet.

   I began to stroke her naked legs up and down, all the while kissing her
belly button.  Her legs were firm to touch.  Slowly my hand inched further
and further inside her thighs.  Her thighs felt firm and soft.  Ammi
stiffened as my hand reached the edge of her panties.  She pressed her
thighs together trying to prevent me to reach her private part.  I raised
my face up at her face and sought her lips and gently forced them open with
my tongue.  Ammi moaned into my mouth.  She relaxed and opened her thighs
in response.

   I reached at Ammi's crotch and started to caress her pussy.  She wasn't
protesting anymore.  I was in heaven!  Ammi, my mother, the woman of my
dreams, the same woman who gave birth my brother and sister, the woman who
had birthed me was letting me make love to her.  I caressed her pussy
through her panties.  I felt her clit and began to rub it.  Ammi moaned in
pleasure.  I could feel the moistness seep through her panties.

   I pulled my hands out from her pussy.  I stood up, removed my T-shirt
and tugged my short down with my underwear.  My cock sprung out and was
hard as iron.  I slid down Ammi's body until my mouth was pressed against
the crotch of her panties.  Only the panties separated her bush from my
mouth.  I inhaled deeply breathing in the intoxicating aroma of her juices
mixed with the faint smell of urine.  Her pussy hair was stuck out the side
of her panties.  She wasn't trimming her hair down there.  I began to lick
Ammi's pussy from above her panties as she, wiggled in excitement.  I began
to test her juices that seeped through her panties.  I reached up and
hooked my fingers inside the waistband of her panties and began to pull
them down.  Suddenly Ammi jerked up.

   "Yah Alla!  No!" she said.  "I'm your mother and I should not do this
with my own son.  I don't want to cheat your Abba." "Ammijaan, I love you.
You are the most beautiful woman I have ever known.  I know it's unusual
for a mother and son to be sexually involved.  All I know is if you love
some one its natural to make love them." "But Salim, mere Lal, what if
someone finds out." "Oh Ammijaan, we can be careful and nobody will know
our secret." "But Salim..."

   I kissed her before she could complete her sentence.  I kissed her hair,
her eyes and once again lowered my mouth to her full lips.  Suddenly Ammi
went limp in my arms.  She began to kiss back with more passionate
intensity.  Our tongues duelled with each other.

   I reached down and tugged Ammi's panties down her thighs.  This time she
did not resist.  I pulled them off her feet and threw them on the floor. 
She immediately reached down and covered her pussy from my lustful eyes.  I
gently pulled her hand away and stared at the thick dark pussy hair in a
trance.

   Ammi reached up and pulled me down and began to kiss me.  As she was
kissing me I began to gently caress and finger her pussy.  I nibbled at her
clit at the same time inserted my middle finger into her womanhood.  Never
in my dreams did I ever think that one-day my Ammi would let me pull her
panties down and caress her private part.  The part, which actually birthed
me, forbidden part of mother son should not reach.

   Ammijaan, my mother was very wet.  I moved my mouth down her body to the
inside of her thighs and then proceeded to kiss and lick it.  I then moved
my mouth up to her pubic hair and proceeded to nibble it.  All the while
Ammi moaned in pleasure.  I licked the thick pubic hair and then proceeded
to pull Ammi's pussy open.  I breathed in the feminine odour of my excited
mother.  I stared at the inner wall and noticed the small pink hole through
which she peed.  I licked it.  I licked the surrounding walls savouring the
flavour of her very wet hole.  I ran my tongue over her clit and she gasped
in pleasure.

   I placed a finger in Ammi's pussy and proceeded to run it in and out
while eating her.  Her breathing grew faster.  I continued to stimulate her
clit for a long time.  Ammi was really wet.  My fingers were drenched with
her juices.  Suddenly Ammi stiffened and moaned at the same time.  Her body
then shuddered continuously as I rapidly licked her clitoris.  I knew she
had climaxed.  She quickly pulled me up on top of her.

   "Salim, Mere Lal!  That was good".  She whispered shyly.  "I have never
had an orgasm this good.  "Ammijaan!  You are sexy and beautiful.  This has
been my fantasy to make love to you." "You really think I'm beautiful,
Salim." "Yes Ammijaan!  You're".  "Oh Salim, Mere Sahajade...!"

   Ammi reached up and pulled me down.  She kissed my lips and then forced
my mouth open with her tongue.  At the same time she reached down and
grabbed my cock and began to rub it up and down her very wet slit.  She
grew more and more aroused.  She spread her legs wide and bought the tip of
my cock and placed it against her pussy lips.  I looked deep into her eyes
as she began to push me into her.  I wasn't much big but having respectable
size for my age.  Her pussy slowly opened like a flower.  Ammi suddenly
pushed upward and my cock slid into her pussy to the hilt.  She was tight
for someone who had three children.

   I could feel her muscles clutching my cock.  I pulled out and then slid
back in one smooth motion.  I then proceeded to fuck Ammi with an
uncontrolled action, which never experienced before.  Her body shook in
rhythm to the fuck strokes.  My cock was soon wet with her pouring juices.
We moved as if we were made to fuck each other.  Every down stroke was met
with an upstroke.  I could feel the tip of my cock hit the mouth of her
womb with each plunge.  She began to breathe heavier and heavier.

   We were fucking like that about ten minutes then suddenly Ammi went
rigid and clutched my ass.  At the same time I began to ejaculate against
her womb.  I must have spilt big load in her as I felt the semen running
out of her pussy.

   We stayed coupled for some time regaining after our mutual orgasm, and
kissing each other.  I started to get excited and felt myself hardening in
Ammi's pussy.  I gently started to fuck back and forth in her pussy.  This
time I fuck my mother slowly and gently.  It lasted a longer time.  Ammi
came this time just after I came.

   "Salim, mere Lal" she said, "You are big for your age, I never
experienced such a good with your Abba.  I can't even remember when I had
my last orgasm." I felt proud about myself.  I said her, "Oh Ammijaan
that's only because I love you so much" "Oh mere Sahajade, that was the
best sex so far I had" Ammi remarked.  "Salim, mere Lal!" Ammi whispered.
"I must go back to my room.  We don't want anybody find us here at this
hour."

   We kissed for some time whispering sweet things to each other.  She then
got up cleaned her self.

   "Ammijaan, can I keep your panties" I asked in a whisper.  "Why, mere
lal?" "I want to keep as a memory of our first love," I said mischievously.
"OK Salim, you can keep that.  But only if you hide it.  If anybody found
it will be trouble for me.  You understand?" "Oh thanks Ammi, don't worry
I'll hide it properly.  And if somebody found that its problem for me, not
you Ammi.  I mean, you can tell them you don't know how it comes here".

   Ammi then put her salawar on without panties.  She put her bra and asked
me to hook it at the back.  Then she put her Kamiz on.  I was sitting on
the bed with my legs hanging out, watching her get dress.  At that time for
me she was so beautiful and sexy that I hugged her still sitting on the
bed. I placed my head between her breast and wiggle it.  I moved my hand on
her ass weighting them.  Ammi kept moving her fingers in my hair for a
while and then bends down and kissed me last time whispering she has to go
and slipped out of the room.

   As She left my room, I closed my room light and fell on the bed then
only I realised I was too tired.  I was covered with a mixture of our fuck
juices.  I placed Ammi's panties on my pillow and pressed my face on it. 
The last thing I remember falling asleep was Ammi's panties pressed to my
cheeks.

   The next day morning Ammi did not look at me when the family members
were around.  I thought might be she doesn't want to show any suspicious
thing to others.  Finally everybody dispersed for the day.  I was getting
ready to go to school and Ammi stepped into my room.

   "Salim" she said, "we need to talk." "Ammi, what's wrong." "Bete, we
can't repeat what we did last night"

   Before I could protest any further she motioned me to be quiet.

   "Salim, last night was wonderful, I will always remember.  But I have
never been unfaithful to your Abba except for last night.  This is never
going to happen again."

   "Ammijaan," I protested as I moved towards her and pulled her into my
arms, "I love you and I know that you love me.  Give our love a chance."

   I tried to kiss her but she moved her face and pulled out of my embrace
saying, "No mere Lal, No.  We must stop here".

   "Ammi," I said, as she was ready to leave my room "I will not stop
loving you and will not stop pursuing you."

   Ammi left my room with tears in her eyes.

   Things changed after that.  I tried everything to change her mind but
she didn't.  I would hug her or try to kiss her she would gently push me
away.  And even though I could see that Ammi was unhappy she never changed
her decision.  I thought seriously about getting her back.  I decided to
play old trick.  JEALOUSY

   I started to take interest in this girl, Nafisa who lived in our
building 1st floor.  She was friend of Sabanam aapa and used to come in our
house everyday.  She was older than me and was beautiful.  She always
giggles and talks constantly, Always wearing sexy dresses and make-up etc.
although she was friend of Sabanam aapa she was deferent than her.  Ammi
actually never like this girl but never said anything to her or Sabanam
aapa.  I started to spend some time with Nafisa.  We would go out some time
or sit in my room, Talking and laughing.  I noticed that Ammi's manner
towards me changed after that.  Whenever I was with Nafisa, Ammi would hang
around us and when I looks at Ammi I could see anger and dislike in her
eyes, more like someone who was jealous.  I was happy that my trick was
working.

   "Salim" Ammi said when Nafisa left from our house one day, "I think you
must stop spending time with Nafisa.  She is not right girl for you."

   I was stunned but relieved that finally she broke the barrier.

   "But why Ammi?  She is beautiful and so talkative girl," "No Salim, you
didn't realised.  She's trying to seduce you.  I don't like the way she
talked and giggles all the time with you." "Are you jealous with her,
Ammi?" "No!  I'm not jealous of that Chudail(bitch)", she snapped.  "Oh!  I
think you are Ammi.  Otherwise I never heard that 'Chudail' word from you
before."

   I said and walked out before she could reply.  Secretly I was happy that
she was jealous.  It gave me hope that maybe she would reconsider our past
relation.  That hope came later.  One day when we were alone, Ammi asked,

   "Salim, would you take me out for a movie this weekend like our old
days?"

   I was pleasantly surprised but had some hint about that.

   "Ammi, you really want to go with me?" I whispered.  "Yes Salim, off
course I want to!" "Like old days?" I asked mischievously.  She blushed and
replied shyly, "yes like old days." "Ok then!  I would be please to make
you happy like old days."

   I was eagerly waiting for that weekend.  After long time our weekend out
together, Ammi had gone out of her way to dress in sexy yellow Sari.  I
could not believe that the sexy woman next to me was Mother.  Purposely I
selected the movie, which was romantic but running for long time so that
there won't be much public in the Theatre.  There were few people in the
theatre most of them was couples and was sitting in the corner sits.  Off
course I also sat with Ammi one of the corner sit.  Throughout the movie I
was caressing Ammi's thighs or putting my hand around her shoulder touching
her breast.  I tried to pulled her face closer to kiss her but she whisper
in my ear not to do any stupid thing, which might be noticeable by other
public.

   After the movie we went to nice restaurant to have dinner.  After dinner
we walked as usual along to sea face up to the other end.  We sat one
secluded spot.  I pulled her into my arms and Ammi did not resist.  We kiss
for some time.  My hands were roaming all over her body.  I could see Ammi
was visibly excited.  After an hour or so we got back home.  When we
reached home everyone was asleep.

   "Go to your room and wait for me." Ammi whispered.

   I was undressed and got in bed when Ammi entered in my room.  After
locking the door she came to me.  I got up and embraced her.  Our lips met
and passionate kissing continued.  I swiftly undressed Ammi's Sari, blouse
and petticoat.  She was looking sexy in those black bra and black panties.
Slowly seductively she removed her bra and panties and got naked.  I moved
her on bed and rolled on top of her.  I kissed every inch of her body over
and over again.  I held on to her shapely ass as I ate her out.  She
climaxed instantly.

   Ammi then pushed me on my back and began to kiss my body all over. 
Every time she would kiss me around my thighs she would pause for the
moment as if thinking some thing but moved other part of my body.  Seeing
her uneasiness I asked her,

   "Ammijaan, can you take my cock in your mouth?" "yah Alla!  What?" "Oh
come on, Ammijaan I know you want to suck your son's cock, don't you?"

   Ammi's face was bright red.  She smiled shyly and replied, "to tell you
truth, Yes I was thinking to do that.  Actually I thought about that when
you went down on my pussy at very first time long back.  I heard about oral
sex from my Saheli but I never done those things before.  You know?  Your
Abba never went down on my pussy nor I suck his cock.  I always wonder what
it would be like to take erect cock in mouth or somebody sucks pussy.  But
I never dare to ask you Abba about that.  But when you suck my pussy for
the first time I got mad.  I had instant orgasm at that time.  But I was
too shy to take your cock in my mouth at that time."

   "Never mind Ammijaan!  You can take it now and fulfil your dream.  I'm
always ready to fulfil your all dreams and fantasy." "But I'm not sure I
can do that properly.  I mean!  I heard there is some technique to do
that." "That's ok Ammi, you can do that.  Just do whatever you like to do
in the heat of passion.  I'll also guide yo." "You'll guide me?" Ammi
looked surprised, "how do you know about oral sex?  Where you learned all
this?" "Actually Ammijaan, I used to read erotic stories book or nude photo
magazines secretly." "What?  Yah Alla, you're so nasty.  Why you did that?"
"Seeing sexy Ammi like you all the time around kept me horny.  So I wanted
to relieve my sexual desire and tension because before we weren't intimated
sexually.  Besides I wanted to improve my sex knowledge and skill.  And you
know very well how that my knowledge and kill worked on you!" I yanked my
eyes as I finished to say that.

   Ammi blushes bright red and said to me, "Listen Salim, I don't want my
son to read those dirty magazine so please stop reading those things."

   "I will Ammi, Definitely I'll," I said laughingly, "I don't need to read
those magazine any more, Ammi.  You know why?  Because why I would read and
look those thing if I get to see my sexy Ammi real and live." "yah Alla! 
You naughty boy!" she slap my on the cheeks lovingly.

   I pulled her up and kissed her passionately.  When I open her mouth with
my tongue and started playing with her tongue she started telling me in
between our deep kissing,

   "You know Salim?  I didn't even know before about kissing like this, I
mean tongue to tongue kissing and sucking.  All I knew from your Abba is
lip to lips kissing.  I don't even remember that when last time we kissed.
First time when you probe my mouth with your tongue I thought it's dirty.
But as you continue to suck my tongue I like it and when I put my passion
in it.  Yah Alla!  I loved it.  Now I'm addicted of your tongue that I want
whole day to suck your tongue and saliva,"

   While Ammi was telling me this all the time she was playing my tongue,
sucking darting and digging.  While kissing her I said,

   "Ammi, I'm so glad that I taught you some many thing in the sex,
something which gave much pleasure to you than me.  I want you to fulfil my
ultimate fantasy by sucking my cock.  I'll guide you to give me more
pleasure as well as to get you more pleasure.  Now!  Come on!  Get down
between my legs."

   I adjusted myself on the bed with half lay position and spread my legs
wide enough to give Ammi room to sit.  In this position I could see her
sucking my cock.  She was between my legs on her knee bent down, kissing my
thighs and belly.  I run my fingers in her hair tenderly and started to
guide her.  I was hard like rock just thinking about this bow job.

   "Ok Ammijaan, now hold my cock like this upward.  That's it!  Now... 
lower your lips on my cock head..  Yes...  that's it!  Ohh just kiss my red
cock head for a while...  Yes!  Yes....  Ahhhh...  now take you tongue out
and lick that head...  like that...  yes!  Like that...  did you see that
piss hole up there?  Just probe that with your tongue tip.  Yesss...  Like
that!  Yah Allaaa!  What a sensation!

   I was fascinated by the sight front of me.  Here my mother was between
my legs and I was guiding her to suck my cock.  She was licking my mushroom
cock head occasionally darting her tongue tip in my piss slit.  Suddenly
drop of my pre-cum appeared from the piss hole.  Ammi looked up in my eyes,
dart her tongue out as far as she could and lick that pre-cum.  She tested
my pre-cum taking her tongue in mouth and yanks her eyes with approval.

   Yah Alla!  She liked taste of my pre-cum.  I was sure she'd take whole
my load down her throat.  I continue to guide her for our first blow job

   Yes Ammi!  Yesss...  keep licking my cock head...  now open your mouth
and take just head in...  That's it!  Ohhhh...  now Ammi, just suck my cock
head with your mouth...  Yahhh...  tighten your lips ring below my cock
head and suck it eagerly...  Yessss!  Yah Allaaa!  Suck it more...  more...
Ahhhhh!  Not so tight...  little loose..  Yesss!

   Ammi was sucking my cock head and was smiling.  I wonder why she was
laughing.  She raised her mouth from my cock head and looked up in my eyes,

   "You know Salim, this remind me something.  When you were baby, you were
sucking milk from my breast.  When milk would finish from my breast Some
times you get nasty and would play with my nipple and boobs.  I mean, once
milk stop coming out you would suck my nipples eagerly, so eagerly and
forcefully that it hurts me so many times.  I used to get excited with that
and would lick my juice down there.  You weren't able to talk at that time
so I would slap you when you do that.  But you always did that."

   "What I mean to say is, you hurt me so many time sucking my breast
vigorously.  Now I got chance to take my revenge by sucking your cock head
forcedly."

   Saying that she laughed and started sucking my cock head eagerly.  I
gasped with her force.

   "No Ammijaan!  Don't get so rough.  It'll hurt my cock."

   Ammi laughed again and said, "I'm just teasing you, mere Lal!  How can I
hurt you Son?  If I hurt your gorgeous cock how I would get it in my pussy
then?  Don't worry!  I'll be gentle now."

   Saying that Ammi started to suck my cock head gently.

   "That's it, Ammijaan!  You're doing right...  Ohhhh...  it feels sooo
good..  Ammi.  Now!  Try to take my full cock deep in your mouth... 
yessss...  go down....  Go down....  More...  more...  try to breathe from
nose so you won't gag....  Yes!  Go ahead...  take it more...

   I placed my hand back of Ammi's head and started to push her head down
on my cock.  Ammi's mouth was smaller than my not so big cock (only around
7 inches).  I could feel my cock head touches back of her throat and still
there will be 2 more inches to go.

   "Breathe from your nose, Ammi!  Now...  push more down...  just turn you
head little upward...  like that...  that's it!  Now..  Push down a bit...
let the head of my cock slip in your throat...  that's it!  Now...  little
more....  Just a bit...  Ahhh...  Yessss....  Yah Allaaaa...Yah Alla...  it
feels so good

   I can't believe this.  Ammi took whole of my cock deep in her mouth. 
Her lips were wrap at the base of my public hair.  She was breathing with
her nose heavily, blowing hot air at my base.

   "Oh Ammi...  Ammijaan...  I love you so much...  you took my whole cock
in your mouth.  Now just bob your mouth on my cock as if I'm fucking your
mouth...  yesss...  that's it!  Yah Alla...  it feels sooo good...

   I was hard like iron.  My mother was sucking my cock with all her
energy. That was deferent feeling, deferent sensation.  I never ever felt
before.  She was quick learner.  Using all technique, which I just, taught
her.  She was sucking my cock head, occasionally licking head and piss
hole, some times taking whole cock deep in her throat.  I was so excited
that I thought I'd blown my load right there.  To avoid that I pulled her
head from my cock and said,

   "Now Ammijaan!  Lick my cock whole length up and down all the side... 
yesss...  like that....  Hold it with your lips horizontally.....  ohhh
yahhh....  Kiss me there...  there...  keep going down kissing...  at the
base...  yes...there...  yes...  now kiss my those ball....  Careful... 
careful...  it's sensitive...  yesss...  like that....  Try to take my
balls in your mouth...  yesss...  Ahhhhh....  very good....  yah
Allaaaa.... Take whole my balls in your mouth....  Oh yahhh....  Suck it
gently...  suck it...Ammi...  Look up in my eyes Ammi!...  you look
beautiful with those balls in your mouth..  Yah Alla...  I love it...  I
love you, Ammijaan....  I love everything...."

   My mother was sucking my balls and looking up in my eyes.  That was most
erotic sight I ever had.  She let go my balls from her mouth and started to
suck my cock again with more eagerness.  While moving her head up and down
my cock some times she would sleep my cock head deep in her throat taking
whole length in her mouth and brush her lips in my public hair vigorously.
I know if Ammi keep doing that, very soon I would blast in her mouth.

   Ammi held my cock in her mouth, breathing hard through her nose as she
resisted taking it out.  She was making a sucking motion with her mouth
that no matter how much I tried not to, I was quickly approaching the point
of no return.

   "Ooh Ammi, that's it.  I can't hold it any longer!"

   That incensed Ammi even more.  I could now feel the pressure of her
mouth increasing which created a feeling I never could have imagined.  My
balls felt like they were exploding and I felt my dick extend even further.
I moved to let Ammi know it was time to take her mouth off, but instead,
she pressed down even harder.  Ammi used her hands to push mine away,
making it clear that she was going to take my first load of cum down her
throat.

   In an instant I exploded in my mother's mouth.  The first shot was so
intense Ammi must have felt it go straight down her throat.  Each
subsequent shot was as strong as the first and it felt like my dick was
pumping like a fire hose.

   Incredibly Ammi appeared to take it all down her throat.  I was amazed.
I didn't think anybody could swallow that much cum at once, and especially
not my mother, knowing it's her first time.  She didn't leave a drop.  I
felt unbelievable.  She was rolling her tongue around her mouth and still
swallowing what I had provided her.

   "Mmmm, Ooh Salim, that was the best ever!  Your Abba never gave me
anything like that, but I have been dreaming of it for years.  You don't
know how special it is getting it from you, mere Lal!" "Wow!" I felt so
drained I didn't think I could move.  "I need more of that, Salim.  I need
more and more, forever and ever.  Anytime you need your Ammi's mouth it is
yours!  In fact, I want you to do that to me every day, do you hear me?"
"Yes, Ammi, I will.  I promise I will Ammijaan."

   Ammi hugged me tightly and started to cry.  I was paralysed by her tears
thinking she was feeling guilty or angry.

   "Salim, you have to love me, you just have to!" "Of course I do Ammi.  I
love you more than ever!" I told her.

   We cuddle there on bed for few minutes.  She played with my cock while
resting on my chest.  When I got hard again, I climb on top of Ammi, she
took hold of my cock, which was hard as a steel bar, and placed it against
her pussy hole.  I pressed and easily entered her very slick pussy.  I held
Ammi's ass and started fucking her.  Ammi moaned with pleasure at every
fuck stroke.  We rolled around the bed, sometimes she was on top and at
other times I was.  We were at it for a long time and when I forcefully
ejaculated into her, she came with an intensity I had never seen before.

   "Salim, mere Sahajade," she said, "that was the best." "Oh Ammijaan, I'm
glad you changed your mind".  "Oh mere Lal, I missed you so much, and when
you started going out with that Chudail." "You mean Nafisa," I interrupted
with a laugh.  "Yes, she was," she said with some impatience.  "I realised
I was jealous and that I loved you more than anything thing in the world."
"As a lover, Ammijaan?" I asked mischievously.  "Yes, I realised I loved
you, not only as a mother but as a lover and that I could not bear to be
apart from you." She whispered.  "Do you love me more than Abba." I asked.
"Oh Salim, I respect your Abba, but I don't love him anymore.  At one time
I thought I still love him, but after being with you I now know what love
is."

   "Ammi, I love you too.  You have just made me the happiest man in the
world.  I don't want to share you with anyone, even Abba.  You belong to
me. Your body is mine.  I want you naked in my arms all the time.  I want
to enter you all the time."

   "Oh Mere Sahajade, I wish I could but that is impossible, but I love it.
Mere Lal, this is going to be our secret.  I also want to be in your arms
naked all the times but we have to be careful.  I don't want your Abba,
bhai or aapa to find out.  I know it would break their heart."

   "Yes Ammi, I know," I replied.

   We began to kiss; my hands fondled Ammi's breasts.  I then proceeded to
kiss her lovely long nipples, which were swollen with passion.  She pushed
me on my back and climbed on top of me and lowered her pussy on my cock. 
She pressed down until I was buried in her to the hilt.  She lowered her
mouth to mine while she proceeded to move up and down, slowly at first and
then very rapidly.  Suddenly her tongue began to frantically duel with
mine. She then opened her mouth in a silent scream.  I knew she had
climaxed.

   I rolled on top of Ammi and continued to fuck her with savage fuck
strokes.  Her body shook with each fuck stroke.  She screamed and at the
same time I buried my cock against her womb and proceeded to saturate her
inner walls with my semen.  After the wild ride we began to kiss tenderly
while we were still joined at the crotch

   When she reached my crotch she took my hard cock in her mouth.  Ammi
then gave me a blow job.  When I came she swallowed all of my cum.

   From that time on Ammi and I tried to spend every opportunity with each
other.  Whenever we were alone Ammis would be the one to first make sexual
overtures.  She was at her sexual peak and constantly horny- I know because
when I would pull her panties off she would already sopping wet.  I was
proud when she told me shyly that she would get wet just thinking of me,
and that nobody had excited her that way.

   Some times we were so crazy for each other that we took risks.  One
time, Abba, Sabanam aapa and I were in the living room, watching
television. Ammi was in the kitchen.  Where I was sitting I could see her
moving in the kitchen seductively, glancing at me occasionally.  I got
horny seeing her like that.  After some time I went to the kitchen to drink
the water.  I noticed that Ammi had gone to her bedroom.  I went in her
room.

   She was in the bathroom inside her bedroom.  I closed the door behind
and silently opened the bathroom door.  Ammi had not locked it.  She just
finished peeing and was pulling her panties up.  Her eyes widened in
surprise when she saw me.  Before she could say anything I turned her
around, bent her over the wash basin.  I yanked my short down freeing my
hard cock and entered her from behind.

   "Yah Alla, Salim, someone may come up" she whispered.

   But I ignored her.  I fucked Ammi right there in the bathroom until she
came and blew my load in her cunt.  I then pulled her panties up and would
not allow her to clean herself up.  We did not get caught.  But for the
rest of the day I knew Ammi had sticky panties and it was my semen dripping
out of her pussy.

   I remember one night I woke up horny.  I wanted Ammi in my bed badly. 
So silently I crept to my parents bedroom.  They were both asleep.  I knew
that Abba was drunk and fast asleep.  Ammi was in her night gown (recently
I told her to wear night gown at night time instead of salawar/kamiz to
make it easy to undress.  She even stops wearing bra and panties inside the
gown as nobody able to know about it except me).  She was looking extremely
sexy in that gown.  I went up to her and shook her awake.  When she woke
up, I motioned her too keep quiet.  I whispered in her ear that I wanted to
see her in my room and I left.  As I came in my room I got undress and
about two minutes later she was in my room.  I pushed her on my bed.

   "Salim bete, I need to sleep and that was stupid of you to come to my
bedroom at this time" she grumbled.

   I cut of any further protest by kissing her.  I pulled Ammi's gown up
and began to eat her pussy.  In no time I had Ammi wet and excited.  I
moved on top and entered her womanhood and proceeded to make love to her.
Later that night, when she left my room, she was smiling with complete
satisfaction.

   For the next two years we were careful and fucked at every opportunity.

   THE END

   Mother, Son Romance My mother married my father when she was 20 and
father was 30.  Although there was big age deference between them initially
their married life was quite satisfactory.  After marriage within a year I
was born.  Father was working in good company here in Bombay.  Father used
to leave morning 9:00am and used to return 7:00pm at home.  As My mother
was housewife she would greet him everyday when he returned from office. 
We would laugh, chat or play together.  We used to go out in the garden,
for shopping or for dinner.

   As far as I remember we were quite happy family until up to two years
before.  After that everything changed.  My father eventually falls in bad
friendships.  He started drinking and gambling.  He started to come late
from office.  Initially my mother tried to change his new habits and he
even listen her some times.  But after he started to ignore her.  After
that peacefulness of our house had shattered.  Every other day father would
come home drunk and then would quarrel and abusing my mother.  She would
not say anything to him, would keep quite or some time only would answer
him.  Since then last two years were most painful in our life, Especially
my mothers.

   I turned 18 and was studying in college.  Father would spend most of his
salary in his bad habits, as it was difficult to my mother to run household
expenses.  So I started to do part-time job in one videocassette library,
which would help our household expenses.  My mother knew how I was working
hard to keep running our house.  She would appreciate and would praise me
always.

   I got home from college one day and found her crying in the hall.  I
hated seeing her like that, I had never seen her cry like that before.  I
sat beside her on the sofa.  After a while she seemed to notice me.  She
put her arm over my shoulders and pulled me close.  We sat there for some
time, just holding each other, not moving or talking.  Eventually she got
up, and without explaining a thing, started making dinner.  When Father
came in she pasted a smile on her face.  This pattern seemed to continue
for a while.  I'd come home and she'd be sat on the sofa, doing nothing. 
She wasn't always crying but often her eyes were puffy and red so I knew
that she had been.  I'd make her a cup of tea and after she had drunk it we
would normally hug for a while but she'd never speak.

   Mother never answered my question but somehow I knew it was Father who
was making her like she was.  He seemed to be sapping her energy.  He had
started staying out late and often come home smelling of drink and talking
incoherently.  One time I tried to ask her what the problem was.  She
looked into my eyes and once more started to cry.  The tears ran down her
cheeks.  I looked down; I couldn't bear to see her face like that.  Pallu
of her sari was fall on her thighs revealing her blouse.  Her Mangalsutra
was hanging between her breasts.  I stared at her Mangalsutra in the light
then noticed that her tears were dripping onto her blouse and making small
see-through pools on the material.

   This held my attention completely; I was even able to see her nipples
clearly, as She wasn't wearing any bra underneath.  I don't know I had ever
really noticed my mother as a woman before but I remember clearly the sight
of her nipples in the wet fabric and that afternoon changed how I thought
about her for ever.  Nipples, breasts!  God, how my eighteen-year-old body
yearned to see them, to touch them, to squeeze them, to explore them.  I
was still found breasts fascinating and here I was, staring at my own
mother's breast as it was slowly revealed to my sight.  My sex life was
already active at that time.

   I used to talk with my friends about sex.  We used to see some porno
magazines secretly.  One of the reasons I got job in this video library was
that we used to rent blue films cassette from there.  I started to
fantasies about my mother then, What she looks like without cloths or how
it would be to suck those big breasts of my mother or to fuck her.  After
that it was daily routine to go to the toilet and toss myself off thinking
about her.  Sure I felt guilty that I was using my Mother's image to get
myself off, but as I look back now I realise that that guilt was what made
my pleasure all the more bitter-sweet.

   While all this had been happening, my mother had been getting more and
more unhappy.  Father was gone far away to be changed so I felt I had to
find a way to cheer her up, but what could I possibly do?

   The turning point was the night that woke me up suddenly.  It was around
midnight.  Something had woken me.  I heard noises from my parent's room. I
got up to investigate and when I looked in my percent's room my mother was
sitting up in bed, gently sobbing.  Father was fast asleep beside her and
so I went to comfort her and kind of stood beside her awkwardly and held
her.  Mother looked up at me and hugged me to her tightly.  We stayed like
that for a few moments then I noticed the sensation of her tits against my
stomach as I hugged her.  I could even feel the nipples through the sheer
fabric of blouse.

   To my horror, my cock began to rise and pressed against her stomach.  I
tried to pull away, embarrassed, but my mother hugged me to her tightly as
though she never wanted me to go.  If she noticed my hard-on she didn't
show it, but the moment I felt her grip relax I pulled away and went back
to my room.  Father, had not stirred once during this embrace.

   I went back to the room and lay there unable to sleep.  I was too
worried about Mother.  I figured that things must be pretty bad if it was
keeping her awake.  I must have been holding my cock to comfort myself
because I realised I had an urgent need down there.  I began to jerk myself
silently.  Images of Mother, her breasts and my hard cock against her soft
stomach came to mind and I came explosively, forcing myself not to moan.

   Neither of us spoke about the incident the next morning.  Father was
around but even when he had gone it seemed somehow inappropriate to say
anything.  as I was out to go to college mother came to close the door and
said,

   "Thanks Raja, to comforting me last night.  You were there when I needed
you." And before closing the door she said, "And Don't worry about getting
erection - it's perfectly natural!"

   And door closed.

   This was the first time my Mother had ever said anything like that.  The
impact of that line was so strong that I didn't concentrate as my attention
was drawn to the fact that she HAD FELT MY ERECTION and SHE DIDN'T MIND!  I
kept thinking about that all the time in the college.  When I got back from
college mother was in the kitchen.  By the dinnertime Mother didn't say
anything to me about it then neither did I.  We didn't wait for Father to
get home and had dinner together, without speaking anything.

   I spent the rest of the time thinking about my Mother, about her breast
and also the thought of them squashed against me.  I dropped off to sleep
eventually but again woke up around midnight.  I got up quietly and went to
Mother's room.  Her light was on, she was sitting up but not crying, just
looking blankly in front of her.  Father was fast asleep by her side,
snoring.

   Mother saw me at the doorway and motioned me to come to her.  She hugged
me tightly but I tried to keep my cock from touching her.  She looked up at
me, silently with a wan smile and rubbed my back with her hand.  I copied
her with mine.  My cock was hard but this time it didn't bother me so much.
She looked down, noticing the bulge it made in my shorts and I smiled
sheepishly.  Before we separated she pulled me down to kiss me, as I went
to hold her my hands brushed against her breasts and I felt an electric
shock as I felt the soft heavy mass of them.  This time, before going back
to bed, I went to the toilet and masturbated vigorously.

   In the morning we once again said nothing about the night before. 
Mother was wearing her Sari and blouse.  She hadn't put a bra under her
blouse and I could make out the shape of her tits through the thin material
of her blouse as she moved.  As I was out for college mother came to close
the door and before closing it she said smilingly,

   "I don't mind your erections at all and I hope you enjoyed yourself in
the toilet afterwards!"

   I began to shake.  She knew that I had tossed myself off in the toilet!
Mother had never spoken to me about sex before, it was as though she was
expressing her true self.  I could even see the smile she would have had as
she said that; the mischievous smile.  Well if she could say so explicitly
then that I would too.  When I came back from college mother was in the
kitchen preparing something.  She saw me and smiled.  Then turned her back
to me and kept doing what she was doing.  I went behind her and keep my
hands on her shoulder and said,

   "Maa, I can't help the erections when I feel your breasts pressed
against me and I can't get back to sleep with an erection so that is why I
had to go to the toilet afterwards.  You have very lovely breasts, Maa!"
saying that I left the room without giving her chance to say anything. 
After I spent the rest of the evening in a state of nervous tension,
regretting that I had said it.  Mother smiled at me at dinner time though
but said nothing of course.  What could she say with Father around?  I
couldn't wait to go to her room again and didn't sleep at all.

   Their lights went out at about eleven thirty and I forced myself to wait
until midnight before going to their room.  Mother was sitting up as usual,
as though waiting for me.  Her face lit up in a smile when she saw me. 
Without saying a word she held out her arms to me and we held each other
tightly, rubbing each other's backs again.  I let my erection press against
her this time and when she felt it she smiled up at me.  I was ecstatic. 
Looking down at her I could see through blouse her cleavage pressed against
my stomach.

   Mother smiled as I looked at it.  She back away slightly and took my
hands and put them on her breasts.  I was in heaven.  My mother herself put
my hand on her breast.  I was unsure what to do so I brushed her stiff
nipples with my palms.  She didn't let me touch them for long though.  She
pulled them away then stroked my face and kissed me again.  I left to go
back to bed but decided to show mother the effect she had on me.  I
deliberately and noisily went to the toilet and then proceeded to toss
myself off.  After I came I suddenly felt horribly ashamed of myself,
knowing that Mother knew what I was doing in there.  I crept back to bed
silently and slept fitfully.

   The next morning in the kitchen I watched my Mother as she moved around
the room.  The sari she wore was tight around her buttock.  Pallu of her
sari was between her two breasts exposing their shape through her blouse.
By the time I had finished my breakfast Father had left.  I took the empty
plate to the sink where she was busy washing up.  I was curious to know if
she would say anything about the night before.  When I stood behind her, so
close that her Sari was brushing me.  She neither turned round nor said
anything.

   I did not know what to say either so I placed my hands on mother's hips
to see if that would get a reaction, but she simply carried on washing up.
I slid them round onto her stomach; still no response.  I insert my finger
in her navel and move it in circling motions.  Slowly, expecting her to
stop me any moment, I moved my hands up onto her breasts.  My heart
pounding madly as I gradually took their weight in my hands, lifting them
slightly through blouse.  She wasn't wearing bra but I could firmness yet
softness of her breast.

   Mother had stopped washing the dishes and was now motionless as I held
her tits.  I felt her nipples harden and I teased them with my fingers. 
She wasn't stopping me and I wondered how far I could go.  I pushed against
her.  She must have been able to feel my erection as I could feel her ass
move against it.  Finally, reluctantly she pushed me away from her.  Then I
went off to get my things ready for college.  As soon as I was out of the
door mother came and said mischievously,

   'You are getting too naughty, Raja.  How could you dare to do what you
did with your old mother?  Don't ever do it again or I shall have to spank
you!"

   Despite of her threaten I could sense that she was teasing me.  I
decided to tease back.  I placed my legs inside the door so she couldn't
close it quickly and said her,

   "You might be old Maa, but your breasts not only look wonderful, they
feel wonderful too.  I want to feel them whenever I am close to you!"
saying that I remove my leg and shut the door and ran outside.

   When I got home I was annoyed to see Father was already there.  I knew
father would be going out before long and then I would be alone with
Mother. Unfortunately he didn't walk out.  He wanted to eat and waited in
the kitchen while Mother got him something.  When she had nearly finished I
went to my room and lay on the bed.

   As I had hoped mother came in my room while father was eating.  She
looked at me and without a word she pulled Pallu of her sari from her
breast and inserts it inside her sari near belly.  Then she started to
unhook her blouse.  I watched, spellbound, as she unhooked all the way and
slid it off her breast.  Her tits were held by a black bra, which she
promptly undid and free her breast.  Her tits stood proud before me.  I was
trembling at the sight of them.  They looked every bit as good as they
felt. Mother had a relaxed grin on her face.

   I got off the bed and stood in front of her.  Mother just looked at me
as I reached up and fondled her breast.  As I stood with her breasts in my
hands she undid my short.  She pushed down my underpants.  My dick sprung
out to meet her and she held it gently.  As I fondled my mother's breast
she slowly stroked my dick.  While she stroked my dick we heard father
moving around kitchen and although I was frightened what will happen if he
would suddenly decide to come there but mother didn't hesitate.

   My mother's firm grip on my dick did not take long to make me cum and I
shot a stream of sperm into her hand.  She smiled, holding up her sticky
hand before us, then, to my surprise, she licked every drop from her hand.
I was so excited that my own mother was licking my cum.  What if she licks
my dick with that luscious mouth?  I sat on the edge of the bed watching
her as she hook back her bra and blouse.  then put pallu of her sari back
on the shoulder.  As she spread front of her sari on her breast I shacked
my neck as disapproval.  She realised what I want and gathered pallu of her
sari and put them between her cleavage exposing her both breasts proudly.
She left smilingly and after she had gone I pulled up my shorts.

   I tried but could not sleep afterward.  The feeling of Mother's hand on
my cock and the feel of her breasts were heady stuff to a eighteen-year-old
boy.  I refused to sleep.  I wanted to go back to her at midnight for more.
Despite my resolve I think I must have fallen asleep as father coming home
at about 11.30 awaked me.  He crashed around a bit before going to bed.  I
waited for another half an hour then crept to mother's room.

   The nightlight was on but Mother was not sitting up.  Father was lying
heavily on top of her and moving between my mother's open legs.  Her Sari
and panties was lying on floor.  Her blouse and bra was open and petticoat
was raised all the way up her waist.  Father was naked, hairy buttocks rose
and fell as he ploughed in and out of her, grunting slightly with the
exertion.  Mother was just lay there, looking bored at the ceiling.

   Despite my disgust at what he was doing to her I felt my dick rise
inside my shorts and I instinctively held it.  I felt like going in and
pulling him off.  Mother saw me take a few tentative steps into the room
and flicked her head with stern eyes, indicating I should leave.  She
seemed to show no embarrassment at me seeing her being fucked.  I stayed
for a few seconds longer to show I was not afraid of him but Father was
totally oblivious to my presence.  Mother's eyes pleaded with me to go, so
finally I did.

   I went to the kitchen to get a drink.  I was standing by the fridge when
Mother came there.  She was wearing petticoat and her blouse and bra was
open hanging over her shoulders.  The fridge door was open and in the dim
light I could see her breasts and even dark patch of her pubes through her
thin petticoat.  She came straight to me as though she knew I would be
there and we hugged for what seemed like ages.  I was kneading her breast
with my left hand and was squeezing her ass with right hand.  I move my
right hand from her buttock and brought it in the front.  I boldly cupped
her pussy from above petticoat.  That was first time I touched my mother's
pussy.  My dick was subsided before, but began to grow again with the
intensity of her touch.

   Finally mother moved away slightly, raised her petticoat up her waist,
showing me her pussy.  I couldn't see it clearly in that dim light as her
pussy was covered with dark public hair.  Then she took my right hand and
placed it between her legs.  She guided my first two fingers to her pussy
and rubbed herself with them.  She released my hand slowly and allowed me
to continue rubbing her myself.  She shuffled leaned back against the
kitchen counter as I continued to rub her.

   Before long she started to moan softly and I pulled her petticoat up
fully so that I could see her nakedness more clearly.  We both tensed for a
moment when we heard Father mumble, from bedroom, but we heard no more
after that.  Mother began to rub herself more intensely on my fingers then
nearly collapsed as she came.  I looked at her she smiled at me.  I smile
back and leak her juices from my fingers like she did with my cum that
afternoon.

   When mother had calmed down she pulled down my shorts and started to
stroke me again.  Smiling, she hooked a strand of hair behind her ear and
bent down, taking my dick completely into her mouth.  Wow!  My mother was
sucking my dick.  She knows about oral sex!  Father must have taught her
everything in the sex then!  The sensation of her cool mouth on my hot dick
came as a shock at first but it felt so fantastic that I was soon moaning
like her.

   I gripped her hair as she moved her mouth up and down my shaft.  What a
sensation!  When I came it was like I had never cum before and Mother drank
the lot.  After she raised and took a drink from the fridge.  She patted my
face gently with her hand, smiling, then went back to her bedroom.

   The next day was a Saturday and I had to go to college for half day. 
The day got a bad start as my father got up just after me so I didn't get
to be alone with my Mother.  She did manage to get to the door when I was
out and whispered,

   "I'm glad you give me that wonderful orgasm in the kitchen.  You are so
giving.  Father gives nothing, just takes.  I hope you liked seeing my old
body in the kitchen.  It might not be much but it's all I've got.  Your cum
tastes delicious, Raja!"

   Unlike other times she didn't close the door immediately but looked at
me as if to hear my reply.  I said to her,

   "Maa, Your body may be old but it looked great to me.  The one problem
was that it was a little dark so I couldn't see it very well.  Today is
Saturday and as usual Father will be out whole night with his friend.  I
want to see you fully naked clearly and you should allow me to do
everything I want with you.  Ok?"

   She didn't say anything.  Just smiled and closed the door.

   When I got back from college father was in the house and knew I would
have to wait a few hours before he would go out.  I watched my mother
moving around the house; she was wearing a thin sari and a thin blouse. 
The way her tits moved freely told me she was bra-less, was she panty-less
as well I thought?  There was only one way to find out so when she was
close to me and father was out of the room I slipped my hand up the back of
her leg and onto her ass.  It was nicely smooth and devoid of panties. 
Before I could explore further I heard father and she moved away.  I had a
bath and afterwards I sit in the chair just in my shorts reading some
books. I was listening to the sounds coming from the other rooms of the
house.

   Father had finished getting ready and Just before eight I heard the door
open and close as he went out.  Shortly after that I heard Mother locked
the main door and went to her bedroom.  Was she getting ready?  What would
she put on?  I waited for nearly fifteen/twenty tense and nervous minutes
before I heard her door open.  A second later mine slowly opened and she
stepped into my room.

   My 39 years old mother had really done effort to look great herself. 
She wore pink coloured sari and blouse.  Material was so transparent that I
could see her bra through her blouse.  She put on some make-up on her face
as if she was going out on the town.  She looked fantastic.  She stopped in
the middle of the room and did a slow turn as I looked at her backside. 
She was looking sexier from back.  Sari was pulled so tightly on her
buttock that they were bulging out.  I could clearly see outline of her
panties on her ass.  When she thought I had enough view of her back she
turned to me once again.

   After maybe a minute she reached up to her Pallu and slowly drop it down
and undid her sari.  She then turned her back to me then slowly unhooked
her blouse.  Once all hooks out she slowly dropped her blouse from her
shoulders exposing her flat white back with black bra straps.  She then
pulled string of her petticoat and it dropped to the floor letting me see
that she was wearing matching black panties.

   After little while mother turned to me took her hands back to unhook her
bra.  It was such fantastic pose as her bra clasp breast stood proud front
of me and as she undid hook, bra strap sprung out and fell on her sides. 
She slide straps from her shoulder holding cups still on her breast then in
one swiped motion removed her bra.  Her breasts fell free and they looked
just great.  She moved around seductively for a while showing me her full
breast then started to slowly push her panties down.  She had her back to
me as they slipped off her ass but turned before her pussy came into view.
She had a surprise for me there, as she had shaved off her pubes completely
from her pussy-leaving triangular bush just above her pussy.  When her
panties had been removed she continued to move, occasionally opening her
legs so that I could see more of her crack.

   Eventually mother stopped and sat on the edge of my bed.  She opened her
legs to allow me to see her cunt completely.  When I had had a good look
she started to play with herself.  I watched fascinated as she rubbed the
same spot that she had me playing with the night before.  She moaned to
herself in an extremely seductive way and before long groaned aloud as she
came.  This exhausted her and she collapsed onto my bed.

   After a while when mother regain her breath she slide above in the bed
and rest on my pillow spreading her legs.

   "Come here Raja, I need your company now," she said from her position.

   I stumbled over and crawled in between her legs.  Mother pulled me on
her and put her lips on me.  That was first time my mother kissed me like
that.  We parted for a while looking in to each other's eyes.  I was so hot
that I press my lips roughly on her luscious lips again and begin
proceedings.  This one was nearly 5 minutes long.  At the finish, Mother
decided that she had had enough of my shorts.  She rolled over onto me and
immediately made a swift move, removing my shorts and letting my pulsating
dick free.

   As mother grabbed hold of it, she gasped in awe-not so much at the
length, but at the fact that she was holding her son's dick, so forbidden,
so taboo.  She held onto my dick and lovingly caressed it.  She then bend
down and kissed in between my thighs and smooched my balls-all the while
letting my cock rest on her face.  The whole area was so warm on her lips,
nearly at boiling point.  I was in nirvana with the feeling of my mother's
lips on my genitals.  R braanpanty2008 is beginning to get noticed Mother
rubbed her face up the length of my shaft and sucked on the head like a
lollipop.  Sticky pre-cum ran from the tip of her tongue when she removed
it, bringing a little chuckle out of her.  After sucking on the head a few
moments, she easily engorged her mouth on the entire dick-all the way to my
public hair.  I groaned as Mother slowly ran her mouth up and down my dick.
She must have loved the way I tasted.  As she bobbed her head up and down
my dick was really throbbing in her mouth, and she wanted to suck it while
it was at full power.  My Father must have taught her everything about oral
sex as she was doing it so fantastically that I thought I would explode any
moment.

   Reluctantly, mother drew her mouth away from my dick and licked up to my
chest and nipple until she again reached my mouth, and again slid her
tongue into my mouth.  I could feel my hard dick underneath her cunt and
was aching to deliver it in.  but I want something else.

   "I love you, Maa.  I want you suck me more until I come in your mouth.
Please Maa!  Let me come in your mouth.  I was dreaming for that since long
time.  Please Maa"

   As I said to my mother she just smiled seductively and replied,

   "Why not, my son!  I would like to please you in any ways.  I'll do
anything you want me to.  Just tell me, ok!"

   Saying that my mother started to suck my dick eagerly.  I watched her
luscious lips engulf my dick and her head bobbed up and down.  I couldn't
hold it any more.  It was too much to me that my mother was sucking me.  I
explode and jet after jet of hot sticky cum erupts in her mouth.  She
swallow every drop of my cum and kept sucking me until I passed out.  I lay
there exhausted.  Mother stood and went to toilet nakedly.  After sometimes
she came back and lay beside me looking at my face.  As I recovered I
turned and looked at her.  we both smiled and move closer hugging each
other.  We mother-son kissed deeply again and enjoyed the moment.

   "I love you too, my Son.  I want you in me, so badly," As she said and
ran her fingers through my hair and stared very deeply in my eyes.

   We both knew we were about to take the biggest step.  We were about to
consummate the forbidden act of incest.  There was no looking back though
there was more anticipation than fear.  We were bonded so much that we
needed to celebrate.  I rolled over onto my mother and positioned myself
above her by kneeling in between her thighs.  She placed my hands on her
shoulders and wrapped her legs around my waist.  Reaching down my mother
grabbed hold of my rigid dick and guided it into her pussy-lifting her hips
off the bed in order to get full penetration.  I slide in my mother's pussy
easily, like knife in the butter.  Once I was fully inside her I paused for
a moment to enjoy that sensation.  It was everything I expected; I
fantasised.  I was in the heaven.

   I started to move in and out her.  My mother's pussy seemed to grab hold
of my dick like a vacuum and suck every last part of it.  As I fucked her,
I ran my hands all over-to her mouth, her tits, her ass.  For her part,
Mother was feeling as close to me as she ever had before.  It seemed the
joining her son with sex transported her to another galaxy where everything
was fine and peaceful.  Neither She nor me wanted that feeling to go away.
We fucked slowly for the first few strokes, and then got into a faster
rhythm as I got the hang of it.  Unfortunately, neither mother nor I could
last very long.  I began trembling in the grasp of my Mother's legs, and
she could my dick swell inside of her.

   "Shoot in me, Raja!!  Shoot in your mother!!" she cried in joy as she
reached for my dick.

   I explode inside my mother's pussy and let loose jolt after jolt of cum.
I shouted happily as I jerked inside her, leaving a pool of teenage semen
in her pussy.  At the feel of my warm, incestuous cum in her, mother, too,
began an incredible climax.  She shoved her fingers in my back holding me
so tight against her body as she leaked her juices all over my dick.

   "Oooooh....Uggghhhh!!" she groaned loudly.

   Mother's orgasm was so intense that she was actually squirting her
lovely fluid onto my dick!  I hold her tight until she stopped and
finished. I fell triumphantly onto her and she hugged me joyously as we
kissed-our drenched genitals mingling with each other.

   "That was incredible' Maa!" I remarked grippingly.  The look in my face
was refreshing to Mother.  I was really blown away by the whole experience.
Furthermore, I could tell that she was in no way close to being done!

   "I thought you would not like my old body but I'm so glad you liked it,
Raja." she said.  "You know I enjoyed it too.  I wished we had done this
before, my Son."

   After about 15/20 minutes of petting and kissing and fondling, my cock
was back and ready to go.  Mother was dying to teach me more about sex, but
she still wanted more of my meat in her at that point.  She got on all
fours on the bed and asked me to ram into her doggy-style.  I was eager and
plugged in her pussy from back and started fucking her again.  She was very
surprised that I knew so much about sex considering I was a virgin.  My
cock was hitting into her clit with every stroke, sending Mother into an
utter frenzy.

   I grabbed onto my mother's breasts and fondled and groped them as my
cock piston in and out of her cunt.  I couldn't believe what a fucking sex
machine my mother was.  As I fucked her I wanted to feel every bit of her.
While groping her ass I even ran my thumb down her ass crack, stopping at
the asshole for an extra rub.  Again, we both climaxed nearly
simultaneously.  Mother sent her juices down on my dick and half the way I
withdrew and came onto her ass last few jets.  After climaxing, Mother fell
face first onto the mattress and could feel my cum running into her ass
crack and into the hole.  That sensation must have wonderful for her as She
reached around and rubbed my semen around.

   After I sat on my mother's back and massaged her neck.  She moaned in
approval at both the soothing massage and the feeling of her son's dick
resting on her back.

   "Maa, do you want me to eat your puss...?  I asked, "I've been dying to
do it."

   Mother, of course, was more than happy to let me manipulate her pussy
any way I could.  She rolled over and commented,

   "Hey!  You want to do everything in one night ha!  OK!  If you wished,
My body is yours tonight.  Do anything you want with it."

   I smiled and moved down on my mother.  I loved kissing her neck and
dwelled on it for awhile.  Then I cupped her tits sucking the nipples
gently, making her heart flutter.  I then passed her pussy
altogether-instead licking and kissing her inner thighs, coated in her
sweat and juices.  I kept moving downward to her calves and feet, and she
girlishly giggled at the way I touched them.  Finally I moved upward and
went to work on her vagina.  Sucking its outer lips while my tongue probed
the wet insides, and my nose was buried in her sweet smelling triangular of
pubic hair.  Her thighs tightly wrapped around my head and her feet beat
into my back, as I sent her into fits when my tongue found her clit. 
Instinctively, Mother arched her hips upward so that I could really dig in,
which I did dutifully.

   This being the first time I tasted pussy, I was happily surprised at the
taste of my mother.  She was not too sour or bitter, like I heard many
women are.  It was almost a perfume taste.  I couldn't get enough.  As she
arched her hips, i buried my face in her-lapping up her juices while my
tongue flicked away at her clit.  I grabbed hold of her ass cheeks as they
were being lifted off the bed and cupped them while I ate away at her cunt.
That move shocked and stimulated Mother to no ends.

   "OOOOH!" she shouted.

   The feeling of my tongue on her pussy was too overwhelming for my mother
and she rewarded me efforts with a gush after gush of pussy cream.  As she
rubbed her genitals on my face, I couldn't believe how much she was cumming
that night.  I emerged from in between her thighs with a drenched face and
a smile.  Mother quickly grabbed hold of me and began seductively licking
my teenage face.  She hugged and kissed me, thanking me for all I had done
and promising there would be much more.

   "I really can't believe we did this, Maa.  This was so great."

   I was wondering if I was making any sense, but I could tell from the
tears welling up in my mother's eyes that she understood.  She kissed me
gently and reaffirmed her love for me.

   We both mutually agreed it was time to get some sleep.  And so a naked
18-year-old son lay down and her naked 39-year-old mother curled up behind
him and held him tight in an embrace.  I slept soundly within the warmth
that my mother's body provided.  A very activity-filled day left we quite
spent.  However, I was awoken from my deep sleep in the middle of the night
by a wonderful feeling in my body.  It didn't take me long to realise that
my mother was again sucking my dick.  Positioned herself above me, my dick
was in her mouth up to the hilt.  she had her right leg draped over my
shoulder showing her pussy right front of my face.

   This was quite a wake up call for me-the best one I'd ever got at 3AM. I
pulled her on my face by her hips and She helped me out by pushing her
pussy back to my face as she drove my dick forward.  Soon, we were both in
69.  My mother was sucking my dick and I was sucking her pussy.  Soon I
came in her mouth again and little while she on me.  Without a word, she
rolled over and fell back to sleep, cradling Me even tighter.

   That day marked the start of my apprenticeship as far as sex was
concerned.  From then on we screwed and fucked whenever we could. 
Sometimes it was in the kitchen, late at night when Father was asleep. 
Always when he was out somewhere.  If we couldn't screw I would touch
mother up grabbing her breasts or squeezing her ass.  She stopped wearing
bra and panties underneath in the house so sometimes I was able to toss her
off while we were alone in the same room.

   My ultimate memory was fucking her, as she lay, naked, beside Father. 
He had came home drunk, fucked Mother and promptly passed out.  I had
watched him 'perform' and was seething with jealousy.  Almost as soon as he
had rolled off her and started snoring I was at her side.  Mother motioned
that we should go in my room but instead I pinned her to the bed and
violently started kissing her.  I was getting older, bigger and stronger
and easily overpowered her.  I climbed on top of her naked sweating body
and slipped my rock-hard cock into her slippery cunt.  I didn't care that
my father's sperm was still inside her I wanted to 'reclaim' her from him
as mine.

   I fucked her the most violently I ever had.  Neither of us would have
cared if father woke up at that point, but maybe fortunately, he was too
drunk to even stir.  It was the only time we were ever that careless.  We
were both insatiable and couldn't get enough of each other.  Mother was
finally happy again.