Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. He grinned broadly and gestured to the shirt. "Can I use that when you're finished with it?" I slowly shook my head, "Let me son, mother's duty..." I pushed myself off of his legs and sat near his reclined body. Karthik's softening penis was dark red and angry looking. Coated with our fluids, it shone in the dim light of the car. His pubic hair was matted and tangled. Spent and limp, he was still longer and thicker than his Father was fully erect. His penis lay heavily against his abdomen and extended nearly to his navel. I reached up and gently took him in my hand. He was sticky and heavy and his scent was intoxicating. "Just relax, Kanna," I smiled, "I'll have this cleaned up in no time.... " Karthik just whimpered as he watched me pull his cock toward my mouth and wrap my lips around his crown. The taste and odor of our drying juices filled my head and was incredibly arousing. The sensation of having his soft, warm penis in my mouth was astonishing. I slurped him into my mouth as deeply as I could and proceeded to use my tongue to clean him off. Flaccid and limp, I was able to suck his spent organ almost entirely into my mouth. Karthik was resting his hands on the top of my head and watching me nurse on his dick in dazed amazement. I tried to smile with my eyes as I slurped and sucked at him, cleansing him. It was erotic and carnal and as I cleaned him I savored the taste of our come. "Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhh m...Ammmaaa ...........Karthik whimpered softly as I felt his pubic hair tickle my nose. "I love you soooooooo much!" Slowly I relinquished him and tenderly lay his freshly cleansed penis against his stomach. "Almost finished, darling." He was getting hard again! I dipped my head and began tonguing his testicles delicately, deliberately massaging and probing at them. As I tongued him I felt evil and lewd and lecherous. I felt finally free. "Oh God Kanna.. your are...... again....." Karthik squealed loudly and rose up off the bed when I gently sucked one of his testes into my hungry mouth and rolled it across my tongue. I thought I was losing my mind. For several minutes I alternated from one heavy testicle to the other, sucking and licking and slurping. Karthik writhed and bucked over me as I mouthed him. When I lifted my mouth from his groin I could feel my body crying again in hunger. My pussy was weeping and my fluids were running down my leg and I was trembling uncontrollably. "See, Kanna," I whispered, "Wasn't that better than a tee shirt?" "God, Amma, that was awesome!" Karthik breathed. I reached out and held his hand. "Amma, you have no idea how long I've dreamed about being with you." He groaned deeply. "Mmmm lately it's all I've been able to think about, too." I responded, softly. I went to rest room and smiled at the disheveled wanton lady in the mirror. When I wrapped a towel and came out Karthik was still lying down and I had to push him to go and freshen-up. He came back naked, his semi erect penis wobbling. I held him and kissed him. "Let us get dressed and go down now...." I whispered. I was so energized and excited and nervous I felt like a little schoolgirl. We took our time getting our clothes back on, pausing frequently to hug and kiss and touch each other. As I slipped my panties back on Karthik pulled me back and pinned me against the wall. He kissed me so deeply and fervently I was unable to breathe. I gave in when I felt his hand slip into my panties. I moaned heavily and frantically sucked on his mouth for a moment before tearing my mouth from his and pushing him away. I stared at him with desire welling up inside me. In answer to the question in my eyes, he took my hands and moved to the bed. He then stepped back, and unzipped his fly. Karthik pushed his slacks and boxers down around his knees, freeing himself. His penis was swollen and hard again and swayed heavily in front of me. "Amma... please' I frantically peeled off my panties and bra, and laid back on the bed. Karthik climbed between my legs, hands on either side and dipped his heads and sucked in my nipple with so much force that I moaned. "Kanna.... Really.... Oh God... " We were both trembling with excited anticipation as he lowered himself over me. I took his weighty erection in my hand and positioned it at the entrance to my drooling vagina. "Ohhhh yessssssssssss..." I sobbed as Karthik leaned into me and his rock-hard cock parted my labia and slowly inched into me, making me whole. He roughly thrust his hips downward over and over until his thickness was completely inside me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and spread my legs and just clung to him as the walls of my pussy stretched to accommodate him. I pulled his face down to mine and kissed him with a frenzied hunger, chewing and sucking at his mouth with a desperate urgency. Gasping, wild with lust, we ripped our mouths apart. I was being consumed by an erotic craving; an unbelievable hunger that made me feel more animal than human. And as Karthik began to work his granite penis in and out of me in a clumsy, uncoordinated assault, I surrendered to my base instincts. "Oh Kanna!" I exclaimed, completely lost in my lust, "It feels sooooooo good...sooooo hard!" "Your pussy feels so good, M...Amma!" Karthik cried as he sawed his cock in and out of me. "So wet...so tight...oh god!" The room was filled with our crying moans of pleasure and unintelligible grunts as he fucked me. I could feel his balls slapping heavily against my ass with each forward thrust of his hips. I don't know how long we made love. It was surreal I caressed his face as my love for him made my heart leap. "Ammaaaa..... I am ... I am.....' he groaned. I could sense my orgasm approaching. "H...Kanna, I love the way you do this to me!" I managed to choke, encouraging him, "I love how you feel inside me!" As he clumsily pushed himself in and out of me, Karthik stared down at me through the darkness, his face shiny with perspiration, his eyes twisted with lust. "God Amma...I love making love to you!" Having already come twice that evening, Karthik had stamina. He was inexperienced and amateurish and clumsy and so unbelievably wonderful. Every time he pushed into my sloppy cunt his cock rubbed hard against my clit, pushing me closer to the brink. It felt so incredible to finally be ravaged -- to be wanted. Karthik's cock was taking me to places I'd only dreamed of. My body was on fire and I couldn't think clearly. I was focused solely on my pussy and Karthik's magnificent penis. My orgasm was imminent. "I love you...ohhhh...my d...darling!" I cried, my vagina slurping and sucking at his cock, "I'm so c...close...don't stop...ughn...please don't s...stop!" ""Me too M...Amma...I'm going to come!" He groaned deeply, "I can't help it...I can't hold it b...back!" I tried to reach down and grip his ass but couldn't reach. "Faster baby! do me faster... harder...make me come!" Karthik picked up the pace with his hips and began slamming himself into me. As my son fucked me I felt lecherous and depraved. I felt free. I felt alive. "Amma I'm coming! I can't stop!" Karthik yelled loudly as he began to lose motor control. "Me, too ba..." I started. "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH FFF ammmmmaaaaaaaaaaa hhhhhh kannnnnnaaaaaaaaaaaa ggggggggggggggggghhhh" The force of my orgasm was incredible. It was as though a bomb exploded in my head. Fireworks crashed and burst inside me as every nerve ending in my body fired simultaneously and pure electricity blasted through me. I could feel my pussy contracting hard on Karthik's dick. Karthik pushed himself into me one last time and froze. "AAAAUUUUUUURRRGHHHHHHHHHH!" He grunted loudly as his penis swelled slightly and his molten come erupted from his testicles and blasted deep into my belly. Over and over he jerked and shuddered over me as his thick semen flooded my vagina. As he came, my convulsing pussy clamped down on him hard. Gradually, our mutual climaxes receded leaving me feeling so complete. We were drenched with perspiration. I reached up and pulled Karthik's mouth down to mine and kissed him fiercely, thrusting my tongue deep into his mouth. He had made me complete. My entire body was singing with happiness and my mind was whirling with the knowledge that I was having sex with my own son. I could feel his cock softening inside me as we kissed. I pulled my mouth from Karthik's and stared up at him with love and adoration. "Oh sweetheart," I sobbed passionately, "You are so good...amazing. You make me feel like a woman for the first time in my life." "M...Amma," He whimpered, "You've made me a man. I love you so much." Karthik rose up and his spent cock slipped from my sloppy vagina. I grimaced and clamped down with my vaginal muscles to keep our fluids from draining out of me. "Quick, Kanna, get your tee shirt again or we're going to have a problem." I laughed. "Oh my God!" I breathed as I stuffed the shirt in my crotch and relaxed, allowing our mingled fluids to pour out of me. Afterward, I held up the tee shirt and giggled when I realized that it was almost completely saturated with our come. I sat up and tossed the shirt to the floor, and turned to Karthik. He took me in his arms and for several minutes we just held each other, kissing and caressing each other, giggling and whispering. I blindly found his limp penis and grinned at him. "See, I told you that you were going to make some girl really happy." He laughed and between kisses said, "Amma, I only ever wanted to make one girl happy with it -- you." I blushed and stared up at him with wide eyes. He began kissing my eyes and nose and mouth. "So beautiful...sexy...adorable..." I caught his lips with mine and for a long eternity I thanked him with my lips and tongue. I was starting to get flushed and heated again and could tell Karthik was too. I peeled my mouth from his and pushed back. "Darling, as much as I would love to stay in the bed all night, we really do stop now." I was gasping for breath and struggling for composure. He was turned on and flushed but he nodded heavily and retreated. "Oh, don't look so downhearted, Kanna." I giggled, "You'll have plenty of chances....' "Alright, Amma, but I'm going to wear you out tomorrow..." He threatened with a twinkle in his eye. "I'm already looking forward to it, Kanna." I responded, "But we'll see who wears out whom." We quickly kissed one last time and finish dressing. I did not wear a saree and settled for a night gown. As we went to the kitchen holding hands, we chatted easily and normally, as if our relationship had not just undergone a radical change. I heaved a sigh of relief that one of my initial concerns had proven groundless. I made us both some hot chocolate and we had that sitting at the kitchen counter. I was as if we were just any "normal" mother and son. As I took his cup and went to the sink he came behind me. He stood behind me slowly caressing my back. "Kanna..." I cooed. Karthik took me in his arms and as I lifted my mouth up to his I felt the butterflies fluttering in my belly. We kissed softly, delicately, our tongues twisting and writhing. For several long minutes we clung together and kissed passionately, giving and taking. Simultaneously we broke our kiss and gazed into each other's eyes. I loved that I was falling in love again. And the promises that lay ahead. I tensed a bit as I thought where this was going. He sensed that and stopped kissing me and asked "Amma.... are you okay... " "I am okay darling, and no, you cannot do anything wrong... You're a really nice boy, no a nice man, my sweetheart. You can kiss me anytime." I smiled at him and gave him another peck. "It's too bad we can't really...uh...do ... this ... always.... " He laughed softly. I nodded in agreement and added, "Well, that can't happen but there is something...exciting about a clandestine love affair." We made casual talk and then hand in hand went to my bedroom, and just like any other couple slept holding each other. Sleep came easily. The next morning when I got up, and I saw my darling son sleeping with his hand over my belly, yesterday's events came flooding into my mind. I certainly didn't hate my husband, by any stretch of the imagination. He just couldn't do for me what our son could. I shuddered at the thought of having sex with Ramesh again. How bland and unfulfilling. I wasn't foolish enough to think that Karthik and I could be together forever. Karthik would eventually find someone else from his own generation and he'd leave me behind. That was the way it was supposed to be. But until he did, I was going to enjoy him as long as possible. I got up. In my bathroom, I removed my clothing and laid them carefully on the hamper. I examined myself in the mirror and looked for the accusation I was sure I'd see. My eyes were clear and my face didn't look troubled. My groin was a little sore but it was a wonderful feeling, and there was what looked to be a small hickey on my left breast. I peed, washed my hands and pulled on fresh briefs and my well-used nightgown. I went down and started the morning chores, making coffee, getting the breakfast ready... But my mind wandered. I had seduced my son. Or he seduced me. Whatever. I was neck deep in a sexual affair that most of proper society would frown on. I stifled a snigger when I wondered what my prudish mother would have thought. 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Reply With Quote #258 Old 14th January 2013 Adithyakumar Adithyakumar is offline www.BollyGallery.com Join Date: 11th March 2007 Posts: 155 Rep Power: 17 Points: 275 Adithyakumar has many secret admirers UL: 9.17 gb DL: 27.21 gb Ratio: 0.34 When Karthik came down, I was sitting at the table sipping coffee. He smiled, said "Good morning, Amma." and came and sat near me. I smiled "Good morning my love..." Suddenly it was as if we were reluctant to discuss yesterday. We were both quiet. I saw that he was a bit tense. I got up and made him two masala dosa's and handed him his breakfast, and sat down at the table and tried to smile with my eyes at my new lover. I knew everything would be alright when I felt his bare foot touch mine beneath the table. We finished eating and I cleared the table. He just stood near me not saying anything. After clearing up I slowly went near him. Smiled reassuringly, and took his hands and kissed them. I held his face and said "I love you". His face slowly lit up and he kissed me. Immediately, my blood was boiling and my heart was flopping around in my chest cavity. Karthik's kiss was insistent but gentle. His lips clung to mine sensuously, deliciously. My warm sunshine and bright happiness flooded back and filled me with joy as Karthik peeled his full lips from mine and simply stared into my eyes. "How are you feeling, Amma?" He whispered, his fingers lacing with mine. "Any reservations or misgivings about...us...last night?" I almost laughed. I could imagine he saw the bright happiness leaking from my eyes and the uncontrollable smile that spread across my face as I extricated my fingers from his, and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Let me be perfectly clear, my love. Last night was the most special, exciting and fulfilling night of my life and I can't wait to have you again. I've longed for my soul mate for so long and now that I've found him -- and I don't care that he happens to be my own son -- I'm never going to let him go. If I'm not already head over heels in love with you, darling, I don't have far to fall. My only regret is that we didn't find each other sooner...the wasted years when we could have been together...as a man and woman...as lovers. You're everything I've ever dreamed of or wanted in a lover and I'll go to my grave loving you." I kissed him then, slowly and thoroughly. My tongue danced with his as I tried hard to convey with my mouth what he meant to me. I noticed a tiny tear at the corner of Karthik's eyes when again we peeled our mouths apart and we just stared into the others soul. "I've loved you as long as I understood what that meant, Amma. You have been my muse...my happy place...the only really good thing in my life for my whole life. I wish, also, that I could have found the courage to show you what I was feeling long ago...to show you my blog." "So what do we do now?" I kissed his chin. "Do we run away to where nobody knows us? I can't go on without you now that I've found you. What we are is so dangerous, darling. That is the only thing that is confusing me; what do we do now?" Karthik smiled softly and rose to his feet and, taking my hand, he reassured me as only he could, "I promise you, lover, everything will be just fine. Just keep loving me and I promise you everything will turn out alright." He gently pulled me and led me by the hand from the kitchen to my bedroom. "I am going to obey you Amma.... I am going to keep loving you... " Karthik explained as he casually divested himself of his tee shirt and gym shorts and underwear. My breath caught in my throat in admiration. He was perfect -- lean and hard with muscles on muscles. His broad, hairless chest fairly rippled with each movement. His areoles were oval shaped. His skin was flawless, save for two identical moles just above his navel. No acne for Divya Iyer's not so little boy. He almost seemed to glow in the gray morning light. My eyes locked on Karthik's semi-erect penis. Canted slightly to his left, it hung heavy and long, extending from his groin like a python. I froze, as I watched it rise in jerks and starts, growing and stiffening. By the time I took of my gown, Karthik was fully erect and actually seemed to be pulsing. I hurriedly pushed my panties down my legs. Karthik just gaped for a long moment. "So, do I look like Hema Malini?" I smirked at him. "Huh?" Karthik muttered, his eyes glued to my crotch. "Do you think I look like Hema?" I wrinkled my nose at him and struck a pose I thought approximated seduction. "Who...what?" Karthik raised his eyes to mine. "Hema Maline Kanna, . The Hindi actress, I overheard you talking with Yang and Amar some time ago. Amar said I looked like Hema. What do you think?" Karthik stuttered and stammered and blushed, but then pulled himself together. "No, Amma. You look sort of similar from the neck up, but the resemblance stops there. You are so much hotter!" I shrugged my shoulders. "She looks so nice , but I haven't looked that good in many, many years, Kanna." Karthik laughed, took hands, and then spun me around to face him. I was acutely aware of his magnificent erection grazing across my belly. "Amma, you sell yourself short." He dipped his head and lightly brushed my lips. "Given that she is wearing tons of make-up and her pictures are air brushed, I'd say you compare very favorably, your face is younger, your face is sexier" Karthik grinned and raised his hands to cradle my boobs in his hands and added, "These are definitely bigger than Hemas, anyway." I swooned at his touch. His fingers gently pressed my flesh, kneading gently and expertly. I felt myself shudder when my erect nipples scraped across his palms. My hands slipped around Karthik's waist and pulled him into me, his rigid penis pressing deliciously into my soft belly. As his hands abandoned my boobs and his arms slid around me, I trailed my hands up his back and raised my mouth to his. Karthik kissed me long and sweetly, his tongue lightly sparring with my own, and as we kissed, he swept me into his arms and carried me to my marital bed. Strong and sure, Karthik eased me onto my back in the center of the bed, his mouth never wavering from mine. That I was lying on the bed Ramesh and I shared, stark naked with our equally stark naked son never crossed my mind. I clung to him as if my life depended on him, my arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders, my heart beating in time with his. He rolled onto me without breaking our kiss. I felt my body tremble as his rigid length pressed into my crotch, my labia parting as his penis' length pressed into me. Karthik raised his hips; his mouth still fused with mine and repositioned himself at my portal. I moaned into his mouth as he sank into me. My center was so ready for him and I was so wet he slid into me without exertion. Our mouths parted as he invaded my body. His penetration seemed endless and effortless. I was wide open for him and as he slid into me I rejoiced in the sheer carnal happiness I only had recently discovered. For a long moment we were still, his cock buried inside my cunt, our eyes locked. And then we were moving together. Karthik pushed up with his hips and withdrew almost completely from my sucking canal. He paused a moment and then slid himself back home. We both gasped with pleasure as he sank himself into me. I was so totally enthralled by his penis in my vagina I wasn't able to think. He found a slow, rhythmic tempo that served to drive me temporarily insane. Slowly and smoothly Karthik gently slid himself in and out of me, his thickness spearing me, my flesh grasping and sucking at him. I clawed at his shoulders. I bit his neck hard as he rocked and rolled over me. All I could focus on was my son's cock sliding in and out of my pussy. We were both drenched minutes after we began our coupling. Wet, slapping sounds filled my bedroom as our bodies came together again and again. A bead of perspiration dripped from Karthik's chin and landed on my lip. I hungrily lapped it up with my tongue. Nothing existed save Karthik and I. The universe ceased to be as we made love. The only thing that mattered was the penis that invaded my vagina and spread me so well. My entire being was centered on my sex and his. I always knew sex could -- and should -- be enjoyable, two bodies giving and taking, but I had no clue how enjoyable it could really be. Ramesh was worthless as a lover. His son was a maestro. A virtuoso. Karthik was everything his father was not and as he smoothly stroked himself into his mother, his mother realized that her son was just like her. My body arched beneath my son, my hips rising up to take him with every thrust. Over and over our wet flesh slapped together, our hands clutching and clinging. I relished the sensation of my tits pressed against his chest. I bit his shoulders and neck repeatedly as we coupled. And then he was coming. Karthik pushed up on his arms and howled long and loud as his load boiled up from his testicles. He slammed himself home and arched his back as his penis swelled and he unloaded himself into my ravenous pussy. Over and over he shuddered as stream after stream of his hot semen flooded my womb. I reveled in the sensation of his come filling me and waited for my own orgasm that didn't arrive. I was close. My appendages were tingling. A raging maelstrom burned in my core as Karthik pumped himself into me, but I didn't come. I wasn't at all disappointed. Karthik's orgasm was good enough for me. His pleasure was all I cared about. Not achieving orgasm with my beloved son was more enthralling and exciting than any sexual experience I had ever had with his pathetic father. Sated, Karthik slowly collapsed onto my body. He was weak and winded. His penis was rapidly shrinking inside me. I had only once experienced orgasm via vaginal intercourse, prior to my son, so I wasn't too concerned about it. And the one time Ramesh made me come, it was Karthik who was in my head. Karthik seemed to know I hadn't achieved orgasm. He raised his head and looked into my eyes. He then pushed himself off of me, his limp appendage slipping from my vagina deliciously and sank down onto the bed next to me. He whispered, "I'm sorry, Amma." His right hand settled on my damp belly just above my sex and then slid down to cover my pussy. His thumb located my swollen clitoris and his forefinger slid between my slick labia. I reached out and pulled his face to mine as his fingers carried me closer to Nirvana. What his penis hadn't done, his fingers did. Karthik stroked me and rubbed me and loved me until my body exploded. His tongue in my mouth was as deft as his fingers at my crotch and in just a few minutes I was crying and sobbing with orgasmic release. Karthik rose up on his elbow and watched as I writhed and contorted on the bed. Lights burst in my head as I came. Involuntarily, my legs clenched on Karthik's fingers. I shuddered and shook and cried out happily as my orgasm ran its course. "Oh my dear Lord," I wheezed as my climax faded deliciously into the morning air. "You make me c...come so hard, Kanna." He grinned broadly. "You look so beautiful in your orgasm, Amma. You look like I feel when I come." He extracted his fingers from my cauldron and licked them clean. It felt so good to be free and easy with my lover. Uninhibited and casual. As my body continued quivering softly, Karthik gathered me in his arms and snuggled next to me. For an hour or maybe two we just lay in the center of my bed, talking low and letting feelings show. I was smitten. We giggled and laughed as young lovers do and the minutes ticked by. And Karthik rejuvenated.