I am Harpreet from India, aged 40, NRI, working in US as a senior executive. I am medium colored with a height of 5’6’’ and average looking. My hubby died in an accident a year ago in US and I am living in Texas with my only son Manohar. Manohar was shorter than me, about 4′ 10”’, fair colored, chubby in appearance. He had wide eyes. He does not cut his hair and his long black hair is always tied into a pony tail. He was a smart, likable young boy, always courteous, and good-humored. He is still to get his mustache.
I used to have daily sex with my husband while he was alive. But now I have been starving for sex for the past one year since his death. I am spending sleepless nights. I am not finding any alternative to quench my sexual urge except to watch porn DVDS and read erotic books. These alternatives have contributed to enrage my thirst instead of quenching it. Day by day I am becoming horny and reached a stage where I became ready to fuck anything if it is male. Finally my eyes have fallen on my own handsome son, especially after reading many incest stories from the indiansexstories3.com. I found there is no sin in fucking my own lovely son.
After all he is my property. I can fuck him, suck him and even rape him if he resists. But he appears to be too infantile to have any sexual experience. His hairless tender body, cherry lips and milky skin increased my desire. I wanted to fuck my son, but I didn’t have any idea about how to proceed. I didn’t have any clue about my son’s feelings towards sex and whether he gets any sexual thoughts at all. Did he ever fantasize about fucking me or even any other girl? However I was waiting for a chance.
One day Manohar came home saying that he is going to participate in a cultural performance in his school anniversary under the guidance of an Indian teacher. He along with some other Indian children is going to perform a dance ballet wherein he is going to play the female. He is chosen to play female role since his hairless physique is suitable to play the role of a girl with his thick long hair, flabby chest and chubby body with moderate waist.
The day has come I was eagerly waiting for my son’s performance on the stage. Looking at my son on the stage appearing like a perfect stocky girl in traditional costumes of an Indian virgin, with knitted long hair hanging up to his buttocks, cherry lips, high raising fake boobs, petticoat and half sari, my heart started pounding with instantaneous sexual thoughts pervading my brain. I was amazed at the sexy figure of my son in female costumes. My mind went blank. I started fantasizing fucking my girly boy. I did not come to my senses till the programme is over and my boy came to me. I have decided to seduce him that night itself and fuck him the whole night.
After the programme, I brought my son home in the same female costumes. I insisted him not to change his dress. We both finished dinner and he wanted to move to his room. I stopped him going to his bed room. “Today you have to sleep with me in my room my son.” I proposed. He is puzzled.
At four feet ten inches, Manohar was considerably shorter than me and very much smaller. I am getting hornier as I look my son as a girl. Boys in girl’s attire are always hot to me. To his surprise, I lifted my sari clad son into my hands like a kid (of course he is a kid) and took him to my room in my lap.
I laid him on my bed. He was just like so cute girl, so adorable, so innocent, and all so seductive. The very fact that there lies a virgin dick under these female cloths makes me horny. I wanted to crush him down and rape him right then. I climbed up and laid myself over his tender body. I reached out and took hold of his fake boobs made of spongy blouse. I placed my hand on his booby blouse, softly rubbing in circles, hoping to make him more comfortable. I watched his boobs rise and fall slowly on his chest. I could feel my mouth water at the thought of his tiny baby nipples beneath the spongy blouse into my mouth. “Aaahh what you are doing amma.” I did not answer but put my lips on his lipstick lips to stop him from talking.
I started clinging on to him and pressing his both stuffed boobs like water filled balloons. He was not ready for such onslaught. He tried to push me away. I had to restrain myself to keep from tearing his clothes off in a hurry to see his wonder buried beneath his petticoat. The huge mounds of my tits rolled over his fake boobs and my mouth covered his. I ran one of my hands up my son’s thigh in a deliberate teasing motion. My fingers moved to the crotch of his petticoat and rested on the growing hard-on there. Manohar moaned and reached out, pulling me against him unknowingly.
I thrusted my tongue in between his lips driving it towards the back of his tiny throat. His child mouth is too tiny and delicate. Oooooo.h his mouth is sooo tasty. He moaned around my taunting tongue, turning me even more. As I continued to tongue-kiss passionately, I rubbed my son’s crotch greedily. The young cock still concealed beneath his fabric, trying to free itself as I caressed it. While I continued to stroke my son’s cock, my lips and tongue clamped down around his infant tongue. I held his tongue firmly. Then I sucked. Hard and fiercely, I tugged on his tongue, as if I wanted to pull it out at the root.
The young boy moaned into my mouth as I rubbed and pinched his cock through the layers of clothes. A glowing fire of lust burned deeply within me as I gazed up at my handsome kid. “Just relax, my son.”, I whispered huskily. The boy grinned and offered no objections. His shaft is becoming harder. Then slowly I removed my sari. Now I am only with my blouse and petticoat. I placed my hand on his waist appearing between his blouse and petti coat. I managed to take out his sari.
Then I opened my blouse and freed my extra large melons. I pressed them on his fake boobs. Unable to wait any more I ripped open his blouse and pulled down his petticoat. I settled into position, straddling him. While my knees were outside his thighs, coming up next to his hips and thus parting me wide, I had crooked my feet back to the inside of his knees, thus enabling me to use my powerful thigh muscles to exert as much force against his as I liked. I rubbed his crotch greedily. The small cock still concealed in his underwear strained painfully against his brief, trying to free itself as I caressed it.
While I continued to stroke my son’s prick, my lips and tongue clamped down around his tongue. I held his tongue firmly and the boy realized that I wouldn’t let go. Then I sucked. Hard and fiercely. I tugged on his tongue, as if I wanted to pull it out at the root. My own tongue whipped and twisted around his, while my rubbing hand increased the pressure of its strokes.
mmmm, I moaned into my son’s mouth. Then I loosened his petticoat and pulled it down. I slide down to his crotch, and slided down his under garments. I made him naked. I too became naked. With his fleshy body and female hair style, he looked like a faceable girl even in naked condition and the cock standing like a poll.
I gazed down at his now over enlarged, hard as a rock cock. I took it in my hand and lightly started to stroke it with my hand as I continued to lick his neck. I kissed his lips and took my hand away from his cock. Then I slowly moved down to his crotch and placed the tip of his hard baby cock in my mouth. I licked it with my tongue and then slided it out again. I looked up at him to see a huge smile on his face. I then slide my lips over his cock again, sliding it all the way down until the whole thing is in my mouth. I then slide my tongue over and down it, then slides it back out, sucking lightly. I continued to do this, over and over again, watching his face as I did so. Warm cum that came from his once enlarged cock. I swallowed it completely.
Now it is the time for me to fuck him in a traditional style i.e. my long pending wish.
I wanted nothing but to feel him inside me right then and there. I ran my tongue down his neck and up the other side. I could feel his eyes roll back in his head so I did it again. I smiled, stopped and looked up at him. He now has the biggest grin on his face.
He grabbed the back of my head and brought me close to his face. I wrapped him up in my strong arms and pressed my full lips to his once again. My tongue slipped between his lips and I tasted his sweet saliva from his cherry lip-gloss. I held onto the small kid and felt his own tongue begin to respond to my probing. My tongue darted between his lips. My tongue was long, and when it forced it’s way past his tonsils to caress his throat, he fought down his gag reflex and opened his mouth wider, until his lips were outside of mine. Is still pressing deeper into his tiny throat and he felt like his lips were stretched to their limit. It was an incredibly erotic sensation.
Now I came on top of him. After a while, I guided the tip of his cock at the opening in my crotch and lowered my body. I could feel his cock spreading my tight sheath, slowly moving into those warm depths. I moved my hips further down, sinking onto his boner till my pussy had swallowed its entire length; my pussy gripped his cock tightly, my blonde muff mating with his hair less pubic area. Settling on his cock, I started moving my ass up and down.
I began to fuck faster. I was riding his cock with great velocity, my hot furry pussy moving eagerly over the length of the cock. With every plunge, I was wailing with ecstasy.
Then I bent my body putting my hands over his shoulder; I increased my pumping. My pussy was dripping profusely as I could feel my juices flowing down his shaft. I watched intently my tight sheath opening and closing onto his shaft with each stroke. I was on seventh heaven, constantly moaning and crying as I moved my cunt along the length of the cock.
“I Fuck you, I Fuck you my son. You are my babe and I am your man “I gasped in a hoarse voice moving my hip upward and downward, trying to drive his tool deep inside my sopping cunt. I could feel another summit approaching.
I was panting. “cum inside my hairy pussy my son.”
“Oh yes!” I slammed my hairy slit down onto his cock, crying in fury. “Cum inside your mommy’s cunt, honey. I will bore a brother for you who will be our son.”
Suddenly, he pulled me onto his chest, drawing my cunt over his cock fully and ejaculated. The hot, thick virgin cum juice splashed against my soft cunt muscles; my hairy cunt squeezing his cock forcefully, trying to suck every drop of semen out of it. I gave a sharp cry as my orgasm shot through my body, my cunt convulsing involuntarily around his spitting organ. I could feel our mutual spending moving down his shaft and slowly accumulating over his pubic area.
Once the trembling in my pussy stopped I slumped forward putting my face over his plump chest. I licked his smooth booby chest, which was showing little beads of perspiration. My cunt was still gripping his cock I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.
Once we were in control of our breathing, I lifted my head and resting my chin over his chest looked at him. I took his face into my hands and kissed him fully on the lips.I nuzzled his neck and whispered, “Beta, I love my bed. I love hearing it — hearing the noise of fucking!” To demonstrate, I began to slowly revolve my hips, his still mostly rigid cock responding to the caress of my cunt walls. In turn, we heard a soft creak of metal as the bedsprings began to respond to my movements.
I began to work my way through him again, I leaned forward, using the brass rail headboards for support and began to rock back and forth on his warm now stiff cock again. My huge, pendulous breasts swung back and forth over his face and he watched them hungrily until I leaned forward a little more and he raised his head and snapped his teeth onto one of my nipples.
“OHHHH YESSS!” he cried, his whole body shaking as I nipped and sucked at his lips and ears, holding him hard below me, rolling my tongue over his cheeks, chest and lips.
Again, I bathed his cock with my steaming juices, but now that he had cummed, I knew I would last and I began to buck, forcing my hips over his re-erected rod.
The bed shook and screeched as I hung on as I rode into orgasm again, my pussy clamping firmly around his penis while his body shivered and trembled. When he began to calm down, I let go of his mouth and caught again with my mouth before he could open his mouth and his body, reacting to the ache and enjoyment my mouth and cunt provided sent him over the edge again.
Long minutes passed as I fucked slowly, his mouth chewing my nipples while I rose and fell and rose again on his cock, my orgasm waxing and waning again and again. The intense satisfaction seemed to go on and on, taking us to almost intolerable heights until he was howling, tears falling from his face to slide against his cheeks, begging me to stop. “Please, mom”. I was licking all his salty tears with my tongue without stopping fucking.
I held out as long as I could, but eventually as I collapsed on top of his tender spongy body , my cunt spasming around his aching cock, I cried out, “I love you, my son — cumming for you, !” and he again emptied his load in his Mom’s wet and steaming womb.
I was exhausted and by the time I had regained my breath, he was softly snoring below me, his semi-erect cock still buried inside my semen drenched cunt. He could do little more than enjoy the sweet sensations his Mom’s body offered and went to sleep savoring my weight on him. I kissed his hair less face like a middle aged husband who’s fucked his new teen wife well.
For several minutes it was all I could do to get enough air into my lungs, but then it occurred to me that something unusual wasn’t happening. I looked down into his face and moaned, “Vahe Guru, o my god, baby…you’re still hard. You’re not getting soft!”. “Stay inside me, Manohar ! I love you so much and I want to fuck you for the rest of our lives! I will keep you. “Son, Mommy’s going to fuck you so good every day. I love your cock, I love fucking my son!” You will always sleep with me in girl’s cloths only. You will be my girl. You will be my wife at nights.“ Covering his juicy lips again with my mouth, I resumed my fucking session.
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