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One Cold Rainy Night:
When I woke up that morning, it dawned to me immediately that it was the end of one chapter of my young life. From tomorrow I would embark into a new one. However, at that time I did not have any clues whatsoever how later events of that day would totally change my life forever.
I was 19 and was indeed very lucky to get admission in the famous IT college in southern India, many considered this to be as good as any well known western IT college, if not better. I was leaving home for the first time in my life and my flight was tomorrow.
Not that I was going out of the country but it was still about 500 kilometer from our city. My mother actually did all the necessary shopping and packing for me. I knew it would be very hard on her to let me go, but she was sporting a brave demeanor, at least from outside.
“Honey, your grandma wants to see you again before you leave.” My mother told me at the breakfast table.
“I saw her only two weeks ago.” I protested, “I’ve so many things to do, before I leave.”
My father chimed in. “Son, you are her only grandson and if you don’t see her she would get ill. And you know how that would look.”
I instantly recognized his point.
I loved my maternal grandma, my only living grandparents, very much but sometimes she could be overbearing. However, I realized I had no other choice but to visit her again. My grandma lived in a small town about two hours drive from our city on a good day.
After breakfast father left for his business as usual.
Mother and I decided we’d finish up our chores in the morning and leave for grandma’s house around three that afternoon. Our plan was to be back by ten that night.
Someone up in the sky probably laughed at our plan.
It was month of January, supposedly the coldest month of the year. But it had been unusually warm winter so far. Newspapers and TV shows were writing and talking about global warming and changes in weather patterns every day.
The temperature was so mild, I was comfortable doing all my chores wearing only tee shirt and jeans.
We took off in our car around three O’clock. However, in our busy hectic day, either one of us forgot to check the weather forecast.
I was still on my tee shirt and jeans, she had a very light cardigan over her saree. “You should have worn a jacket or sweater.” She told me.
“We’ll be in and out, Ma.” I assured her.
The road turned narrower after fifty miles out of the town and traffic became sparse. I traveled on this road so many times, I knew every curves and bends along the way. There was hardly any localities along side this not so traveled road.
Our trip towards grandma’s house was very uneventful. We both remained very quiet most part during the trip, thinking of our impending separation.
Mother and I had been very close, almost like friends. The third member of our family, my father was always busy with his business. He had become even more aloof and distant after his surgery last year. But he was a very good provider.
I was sure my mother was dreading our separation, more than she led me to believe.
Grandma, as usual was ecstatic to see us. She hugged and kissed us affectionately. She had arranged a feast for us and forced me to eat more than I should have. Somehow, she thought I would not have good foods where I was going and her delicious foods would stay with me forever.
As it always happened, we were late leaving grandma’s house. Once on the road we realized the whether had changed for the worse. Dark clouds had gathered over us and lightning were flashing from one end of sky to another. The wind had shifted to north was howling across our windows. A cold front had finally appeared from the Himalayas. The temperature had dropped at least by 30 degrees.
She looked at me with concern. “Do you think we should go back?”
“No,” I replied with my youthful vigor, which often synonym for stupidity, “it’s only two hours drive. We’d be home before the storm arrives.”
“Okay, if you say so, but please drive carefully, son.” She warned me.
There was practically no traffic on the road and I was making good time. But I had to slow down once the rain started pouring down. Rain in winter was very unusual in this part of the world.
“Watch out!” My mother screamed.
I saw it too. There were two dark yellow lights glowing right in the middle of the road. It was probably a runaway domestic cow or a wild deer. I was able to slow down and veered the steering to avoid a direct collision with the animal. But could not stop the car as it slid off the road along the slope of the highway. Lucky for us it hit a pool of mud and water softening the crash. Then it came to a complete stop.
“Are you alright, Ma?” I leaned over and asked her.
“Yes, I think so. You?” She was understandably shaken up quite a bit.
“I am fine.” By saying that I tried to restart the car but it would not respond.
Water began to sip into the front passenger cabin from the bottom. Realizing that front part of the car was sinking I urgently told her. “We’ve to get out of here now.”
It had started raining heavily now. It was cold and soggy. We were caught between a rock and a hard place. However, there was no other option but to leave the car.
I took her hand and climbed up on the road in the cold pouring rain. In the flashing light of lightening, I could detect a very shabby shack few feet away. It looked like a five star hotel to me at that time. We took shelter there. It was a temporary shack, built very poorly with bamboo sticks and some corrugated tin sheets. Looking around inside I saw a very rickety bench and an equally rickety table. It probably served as tea stall for the workers when this road was being constructed. It gave us protection from the rain, but not much from the howling wind.
We both were shivering and our teeth were clattering in the cold.
“Call your father on your cell phone.” She told me.
I fumbled for the phone in my pocket. “Oh, shit, Ma, it’s in the car.”
She did not get upset. “Okay, okay don’t panic. We’ll think of something.” Mother was as usual more comforting and forgiving than I deserved to be for my stupidity.
I felt awful for leaving the phone in the car. It must have drowned by now.
Then I heard a sound of car or truck roaring in. I need to do something positive, I thought and ran out in the rain hoping to stop it. But I was too late. The truck roared passed me without even slowing down.
Mother did not like my running around and trying to stop the vehicle. “Son, I would be very careful who I try to stop. I heard terrible stories about these truck drivers.” She reprimanded me.
“Okay, Ma.”
“Do you have the car keys with you?” She asked.
“Yes.”
“I think there are some blankets in the trunk. We need to go get them and get out of this wet cloths soon before catching pneumonia.”
“I’ll get them.” I volunteered quickly.
“No, hold on, I’ll go with you too.”
Rain and wind both had subsided a little bit as we stepped out. We saw the car had submerged halfway. The back of the car was still out. I carefully opened the trunk and found one blanket and a bed sheet. I also saw some phone books in the trunk.
“Take the phone books too.” She said. I had no clue what she wanted them for but took two the fat ones with me.
Back in our shelter, she stood at one end of the table. “Help me take this thing off.” She asked me.
The top of the table was one long piece of solid wood, not more than three foot wide and about 6 foot long. It came off real easy. She asked me to put it down on the ground.
I soon realized what she was up to. She was making a temporary bed for us.
She placed the bed sheet over the piece of wood, covering it completely. After that she placed the phone books at the end like pillows. Finally she threw the blanket on her makeshift bed. Then she turned around and told me in a real calm voice, “Now, take your cloths off.”
I was totally shocked. “What?” I almost screamed.
“No time for modesty or shyness. If you don’t get out of these wet things you’ll catch pneumonia.” She paused for a second and ordered me again, “Now get out of your wet clothes quickly and get in under the blanket.”
I perfectly understood her reasoning. Beside it was dark and thank god, the lightening had become sporadic. I quickly stripped and got under the blanket as she wanted.
“Underwear too.” She demanded. I took my last piece of clothing and handed it over to her.
She rinsed the water out of my wet clothing and placed them on the bench hoping that they would dry.
“What about you Ma?” I asked.
“I’ll do the same. Now turn around.”
It was very dark like I said, but I still turned away from her direction. I heard noises of her getting undressed. Very soon she joined me under the blanket. I became very rigid, because there was, may be only about an inch gap between our bodies. I tried my best not to accidentally touch her.
I read a story that one king was sick with a cold and could not stay warm. So, his people put two young women on his sides. And the ailing king’s life was saved as he warmed up real soon by the heat provided by the combined bodies of the young women.
I felt very awkward at first for lying down naked next to my naked mother. But soon my awkwardness was gone as my body slowly warmed up.
“Ma, it was a wonderful idea.” I praised her wholeheartedly.
She laughed. “They don’t teach you these things at school, do they? Now try to get some sleep.”
I woke up in the middle of the night not knowing what time it was. The howling of the wind had stopped. The lighting was not running across the sky anymore. At a distance I heard hollering of some coyotes. But that was not the reason I woke up.
I felt a hand on my dick. It was completely hard and a very soft hand was stroking my hard on. I was afraid to move. Was it a dream? Without moving I pinched my thighs lightly.
No question, I was up and my mother was stroking my cock. Her hand tried to spread my little opening at the tip of dick head and was rubbing my pre-cum on my entire head. She was making my pointy dick head slippery with my own juice.
Then I heard movement on her side. Without opening my eyes I realized she was getting up. I felt a momentary chill as the blanket shifted from my upper body down to my groins. Then I felt the most amazing sensation of my entire life. A very moist, very soft and very hot thing slid over my manhood and slowly engulfed it completely. Soon I felt the touch her groin over mine. I felt the outline of her soft hairy pussy lips rubbed against my pubic hair and soon after that she began to move upward again. My dick head almost slithered out of her slippery hole, but she captured it quickly with one of her hands. Instead of putting it back into her hole, she rubbed my dick up and down the length her pussy specially at the little bump hidden at the top between her pussy lips. A moment later she again pushed my dick back into her hole and sank back down on me.
Realizing that my mother was actually fucking me, I became absolutely mortified. Weird thoughts kept crisscrossing my mind. May be the accident had affected her more seriously than it appeared to be or may be she was still in sleep and fucking me thinking I was my father, her husband. May be she would wake up any minute and would get real mad at me for fucking her, taking advantage of her. I remained completely motionless as she was moving up and down on my shaft.
I was a very inexperienced virgin. I had no prior sexual experience with anyone except with my hands. I should have ejaculated by now but fear of cumming in her pussy was prolonging my eventual climax. I felt my semen began churning within my balls. Then I noticed a remarkable change in her too. Her breathing became heavier and laborious. She put her both hands each side of my body and she bent over me. Her soft but heavy breasts touched my chest for the first time. I felt her warm breath on my neck and shoulders.
She stopped riding me, instead she was pushing her pussy back and forth on my dick.
She made a strange loud sound, I never heard anything like that ever.
“Ahhhhhheeeeee……..” It started as a high pitch shriek, then slowly trailed off.
Suddenly something within her pussy opened up and warm sticky fluids rushed out from every direction warming up my cock beyond my imagination. Her pussy was pulsing on my cock, gripping it tightly and then releasing it. The whole thing was too much for me and I lost my control. My cums welled up from within and began spurting inside her soaking pussy.
“Ahhhhhheeeee…………” She shrieked few more times before becoming absolutely quiet.
She quickly disengaged and rolled off to her side of our make shift bed.
After that everything went dead silent.
Was it a dream? But it could not have been as my groin and my pubic hair were soaking wet with our combined body fluids. I wondered before falling back to sleep again what this would mean tomorrow and for the rest of my life.
I woke up hearing some voices. I saw my father and some other people talking. He came to look for us with some of his help and found us. Mother was up already and she was wearing an overcoat, apparently my father’s. Her eyes seemed a bit puffy. Was she crying?
I quickly got up and slipped into my wet jeans and tee shirt and wrapped the blanket around me.
My father gave instruction to his people what to do with our half drowned car, then he looked at us and said, “Let’s go home.” We climbed into his car quietly.
Mother told my father that she had a very bad headache and after that, she did not speak a single word during the very awkward trip back home. When we arrived home she went straight into her room and locked it from inside.
My flight was at noon. But she did not even come out to say goodbye.
My father took me to airport and on the way he tried to comfort me. “She is emotionally broken down for losing you, even temporarily. Mothers are like that. Just call her when you get there. Everything would be fine.” Then he proceeded to tell me, my grandmother, his mother, also reacted pretty much same way when he left home for the first time.
I thought if only he knew the real reason.
So, very unsure of my relationship with my loving mother, I stepped into the outside world as a very confused young man.
Struggles Within:
During my entire first term neither mother nor I tried to contact each other. That encounter with her, in that dark rainy night was such a life altering event for me that I did not know how to talk to her anymore. I just could not pick up the phone and tell her it was a good fuck and would love to do it again. Or I could not confront her, demanding an explanation from her, why she had fucked me. Either options seemed very far-fetched.
Instead, I got busy with two main activities. I devoted myself to serious study and my efforts paid off in my grades as I got all A’s. Only a very handful of students achieved the same distinction.
Another thing I kept myself busy with, was visiting adult sites on the Internet, watching porno movies and reading fuck stories, especially the mother-son variety. My this effort paid off in frequent masturbation.
But I was faced with a different problem when my first term ended. l was going to have almost 9 weeks off for summer. What I was going to do for two months? I was not mentally ready to go home and face my mother yet.
I called up father. “Baba, I am not coming home right away, want to travel around for a while. Can you send some extra money?”
“Money is no problem son, but your mother will get very upset hearing this.” He said.
Poor Baba, I thought, he still had no clue that mother and I were not even talking.
“That’s why I can’t tell her. Please tell her for me. I’d be back home soon.” I thought I killed two birds with one stone.
I visited few of my relatives. They all were surprised to see me. Then I got tired of my relatives soon. I began visiting some of the historic places of this great land of ours. Some of the experiences were educational but most of them were not so.
I also tried to expand my sexual experience with some ladies of the evening. I did not enjoy the encounters at all as there was some wholesomeness missing. I came to a conclusion that masturbation was a definitely better option than fucking most hookers.
As my frustration grew more and more with every passing day, I was getting more upset with my mother. One morning I woke up with a headache in a lousy hotel room seven weeks into my self-imposed exile. A question arose in my mind. Why I was hiding and running away? I did not do anything wrong. It was my mother who fucked me and I was at best a forced participant.
It was also only two more weeks to go before my classes to resume. I decided to go back home. Besides I needed to settle the money issue for next term with my father.
When I arrived home it took me only half an hour to finish my business with my father. However, my mother reacted same way towards me, which was, as if I did not exist. She tried her best to avoid my company at every opportunity. She suddenly got very busy with her part-time job.
I became real angry for her attitude towards me. It was she who did me, not the other way. My respect for her was fleeting and first. She should face up to her deeds and apologize to me, I thought.
I laughed to myself thinking may be she should fuck me again and we would make up and live happily ever after.
I never ever in my entire life had considered my mom as a sex object before. However, my attitude towards her was slowly changing . She was no longer my mother only, she suddenly became a sexy woman too, who fucked me in a dark cold night. I started checking her out with sexual intent in my mind.
My mother was 38 or 39 years old, but she looked much younger. She graduated in fine arts and was an expert in classical Indian dancing. She was teaching dancing in a dance academy on a part time basis. She was doing it not for the money, it was one of her hobbies.
I realized all the dancing, yoga and gardening kept her in perfect shape. A lot of younger girls would be happy to have a figure like her. When she was my mother only, I never looked at her in this way.
One week passed without any incident. But I felt some subtle changes in her attitude towards me too. I noticed that she had also noticed that I was checking her out.
For the first time in my life I consciously wanted to fuck her or to put it right, fuck her again. I began masturbating thinking about her.
But before I could do anything, I needed to get near her and resume some kind of normal relationship again. I needed some help.
Who says lighting does not strike in same place twice? Mother nature provided the help we needed again.
Rain…Rain…….I Don’t Mind:
We were in the middle of an unusually scorching summer. The monsoon rain was late and everybody started talking about climate change and global warming again. Experts began predicting crop failure and famine if rain did not come soon enough.
Finally rain came in that morning. Sky just opened up and monsoon goddess began pouring in, in
buckets-full, cooling the perched earth below. Life giving rain spread a cool soothing mist all around.
I woke up late realizing I was stuck. But my father was able to get out to work just before the deluge started.
Oh heck, I thought, I don’t have anything to do anyway. Six more days and I’ll be back in school again for my second term.
I went to the back porch to watch the falling rain. We had a big backyard and all around it mother had grown flowers in well defined beds. Rest of the yard was covered with well manicured grass except in the middle, where stood a Guava tree. In some parts, grass had turned yellow under the relentless scorching summer sun. But it seemed like monsoon was trying to amend for the late arrival in one shot.
My mother also came out in the porch. It was a little bit unusual, for last few days she tried to avoid any situation where we would be alone. I thought if I should leave the porch and go back to my room.
She leaned forward extending her hands in the pouring rain. “I love rain. When I was a kid,” She looked at me smiling, “many many years ago, I used to run around in the rain like a wild kid. Sometimes your grandma used to get mad at me for overdoing it. You see, unlike you, I grew up in a small town and we did not have video games or Internet. We often had to invent our own fun and game.”
I was glad she was talking to me so normally again. “I can imagine playing in the rain could be fun.” I said.
She smiled at me again. “You bet it is. You know what, I feel like a kid again and I feel like dancing in the rain again.”
Completely surprising me she took her saree off and ran into the pouring rain in her blouse and petticoat.
Ta..ta..dhin..ta…ta..ta dhin…ta. She began dancing to the beat of an imaginary tabla (a drum like Indian musical instrument).
She effortlessly and gracefully danced around and disappeared in the furthest corner, out of my sight. I leaned forward to see where she was. Then I saw her emerging from other side of the house.
When I saw her, my jaws dropped, as I thought for a moment she was naked. But soon realized her wet petticoat and blouse had become transparent and clung to her skin almost becoming her second skin. She came closer and closer towards me. I could see she was not wearing any bra and her breasts were bouncing with her movement. Her dark nipples were protruding out seductively.
Boy, my mom is beautiful and sexy, I thought, a vision of joy. Her wet clothes clinging to her body, were actually accentuated all her curves.
I gasped and my dick stirred within my shorts when I saw she was not wearing any panties either. Even with my inexperience I knew I was not looking at camel toe, it was the whole camel foot. Her whole mons area was totally visible forming an smooth triangle between her thighs. Her raised mound was devoid of any patch of dark spot, that could mean only one thing- a shaved pussy. A pronounced dark cleft framed her pussy prominently in that triangle.
She did not look like my mother anymore, to me she looked like a sex goddess, a naked goddess. She could not be more naked than this without actually being naked. Next question came to my mind was, why all of a sudden she was exposing herself!
The goddess came close to where I was standing. “Aren’t you going to join me? I promise it will be fun.” She said covering her face with one hand trying to avoid any direct hit from rain into her eyes. Her breasts stood up firmly when she raised her arms.
The whole thing had developed so quickly and unexpectedly that I hesitated for a moment. Without waiting for my answer she turned around and continued dancing towards the other side.
As she turned I saw her almost naked back side. Her blouse seemed non existent and her petticoat clung to her, showing her firm rounded ass and very pronounced ass crack. I never thought woman’s behind could be so beautiful and sexy.
I took my tee shirt off. My hard on formed a noticeable tent in my boxer shorts but at that time I was beyond the point of being embarrassed for that. I entered into the torrential monsoon rain after the goddess. The rain created a mist all around so I could not see her immediately. Then I heard her voice. “I’m over here.”
Following her voice I found her bending over at the corner examining the drain. I came very close behind her. She bent over further and picked up few debris unclogging the drain. Oh, what a sight, I thought. As she bent over I saw her ass cracks opened up and outline of her pussy lips came to view. Her dark little anus pressed against the wet transparent fabric, creating an erotic imprint.
My cock became fully erect and was rearing to tear apart my shorts for its freedom.
She stood up momentarily. “That’ll keep the water flowing out.” She said.
She looked up and down as if to check me out. I thought her gaze lingered longer on my now totally hard cock. “Didn’t I tell you it would be fun?” I saw a grin on her face as she walked passed me in the same slow dancing motion. Her totally visible breasts jiggled. Her buttocks danced with her motion.
She was walking towards the tree.
In the whole yard, only place there was no grass, was under that tree. Four plastic chairs and a small table were at the center. My father, when he had guests visiting, occasionally would have had their afternoon teas there. Now it seemed like a good place to get away from the rain too. She sat down on one of the chairs.
After a long six months she was giving me all kind of signals. I did not know what was the reason for this sudden change and frankly I didn’t care. I wanted to sink my cock into her shaved pussy in the worst possible way. And if fucking was all that required to bring our relationship back to normal again, I was all for it. Whatever the reason might be I must take advantage of it.
I knew I had to go near her. But it felt awkward walking with a ragging hard on like that. I brought my hands in front of me and cupped over my groin in a futile attempt to hide my hard on.
I forgot that that there was no grass under the tree making it a very slippery ground. When I found that out it was already too late and I was flat on the muddy ground lying on my back.
The fall was not painful by itself as the ground was soft. Only thing got hurt was my ego. I was mad at myself for being so clumsy. But I soon realized my fall had a silver lining.
She quickly came over to me. “Are you alright, son? No, don’t try to get up so quickly. Lie there for a minute.”
I heard her concerned voice. It sounded so sweet. She called me son for the first time in six months.
“I am okay. It’s nothing.” I tried to get up.
She put one of her hands on my lips and said, “Shhhhashhhh! Don’t be so hasty, baby.” She pushed me down. I was perplexed at first but soon realized what she was up to and goose bumps began to appear all over my body.
I felt her hand on my stomach and it did not stop there. She slowly pushed her hand downward. Her hand pulled my short down enough to expose my dick which stood vertically straight up over my groin. Her soft and wet hand captured my dick and a loud moan escaped my mouth.
Is she going to suck my dick? I shivered as I felt her warm breath on my dick. Her other hand began cupping my balls very softly. Then she very lightly kissed the tip of my dick. My dick was throbbing wildly. I just hoped I did not ejaculate quickly. She moved her hand down and grabbed the base of my dick as if to steady it. Then it happened.
She engulfed my entire dick. Her soft and wet mouth felt wonderful around my dick. My dick head bounced off her throat as she started bobbing her head up and down. I summoned all my energy to delay the surge of my orgasm. Then she initiated another amazing move. I noticed she slowly moved her body parallel to mine. Her groin was at my face level. I might be a naive about sex but I did not have to be told by anyone what she wanted. Actually, I always dreamed about licking a pussy. I peeled her wet petticoat down her legs and she immediately pulled her legs over my face. And just like that I was looking at a pussy for the first time in my life so close, it was about six inches over my face. Yes, it was completely shaved, definitely a change from my last experience six months ago. A question came to my mind why she would shave her pussy. But for then I put the question in back burner and began examining her pussy intently. I saw it was very wet and bubbles of liquid had formed at her slit and was about to drop. I was sure it was not created by the rain water.
I stuck my tongue out to taste her juice and at the same time she lowered her groin over my face. My tongue went inside her hole inciting a very loud moan out of her.
Confident and rejuvenated I started licking her pussy from end to end. I got hold of her ass cheeks and spread them wider to get better access. Soon I noticed she was moaning and screaming louder every time I licked her hard marble shaped and very smooth clit. I just learnt a secret how to please a woman through licking her pussy.
I pushed two of my fingers inside her dripping crevice and started pushing them in and out imitating fucking motion. I saw a change was taking over her body. Her whole body began to convulse and she was grinding her pussy furiously over my face.
I knew I could not hold any longer. I felt the pressure that had been mounting at base of my cock was about to burst.
She mumbled something with mouth full of my cock that sounded like, “Oh god…I am going to cum…oh baby…..aahhhhhhheee…” That familiar shriek sounded like music to my ear.
“Me too!” I replied but I knew she did not hear that as my face was buried into her pussy. But it did not matter as we climaxed almost simultaneously. Her whole body trembled tremendously and hot sticky juice poured out of her hole in waves flooding my face and mouth. I never tasted any thing like this my whole life. Like a man possessed I lapped her sweet nectar as much as I could.
I, myself, never had cummed so much in my entire life. It seemed like I matched the downpour of the rain falling around us, and my cum began pouring out in abundance completely overwhelming her. I noticed she had to struggle coping with the volume of my repetitive cum outbursts. She took her mouth off my cock couple of times to breathe and streaks of white semen ran down by each sides of her mouth. She looked amazingly slutty and sexy at the same time with lower part of her lip and chin almost painted white with my thick gooey cum.
After we were spent, we just lay there motionless for few minutes to catch our breaths.
I began to comprehend what had just happened. After six months of running and hiding from each other we just got together in most intimate way. What next, I wondered.
She spoke first. “We are in a mess. We need to clean up.”
She got up and went into the rain again. I followed her. The rain water began washing my cum from her face. She came behind me. “Your back is a mess, let me clean it.” And she began cleaning the mud from my back with her hands. Then I felt her hands on my ass. She squeezed my buns. Her hands did not stay in one place and continued their southward journey. She spread my globes and her fingers grazed over my quivering anus.
What she is doing? I thought and tried hard not show her that I was shaking.
Her hands moved on and got hold of my balls from behind. She began cupping them as my cock started growing again. “Hard already? It is so big and so vibrant.” She said in an admiring voice, then she turned around and asked. “Do you remember that cold rainy night?”
“Every waking moment of my life.” I told her the truth.
“That night I accidentally touched your penis in my sleep. At first I thought it was your father’s. Then I realized your father was not as big. Beside he had not made love to me since his surgery.” She paused for a moment, rethinking that night’s events. “I was so horny that I forgot who you were. My lust took total control of my emotion and rational thinking. At that instant it did not matter that you were my son, one thing and only one thing mattered. I body was on fire and needed relief for my hunger for sex. I had to have this magnificent tool inside me, inside my pussy.” She stopped for a minute to gather her thoughts again.
I took the opportunity to inject my feelings. “So you just used me like a piece of meat, right?”
She faced up to my accusation without hesitation. “Yes baby, at first it was like that.” She admitted. “I’m sorry for that. Last six month had been very tough, it was a nonstop internal fight between wrong and right, between love and lust. Now I have realized if you love someone, love and lust become one and the same, like two sides of a coin. I love you baby. I want you to be mommy’s lover.”
She kissed me deeply for the first time. Her tongue parted my lips and went into my mouth. Her breasts, still within the confinement of her wet blouse, smashed against my chest and her hard nipples felt wonderful. My cock was touching her groin area and grew as hard as it ever had been.
I had no doubt in my mind about what she had just said. Actually I was overwhelmed thinking she had crossed the threshold of traditional moral boundary and now wanted to love me as her son as well as her lover. And as far as I was concerned she had also explained adequately about that cold night. Without saying it I accepted her apology. All my pent-up anger of last six months evaporated instantly.
“I love you too Ma. ” I whispered into her mouth. “Any regrets?”
“Only one,” She broke the kiss and said, “for waiting so long to overcome my inhibitions. I should have made up my mind long time ago. Oh, how I missed you last 6 months.”
“Me too Ma.”
“Will you ever forgive me for treating you like that?” She said remorsefully.
“I don’t know Ma, if I can ever do that.” I told her in mock seriousness. She was not expecting an answer like that as I saw an uncertain look on her face. “However, if you fuck me now, I may find in my heart to consider forgetting the whole thing,” Even though I jokingly said, in reality my cock was going crazy to get inside her pussy.
Her face lightened up and she playfully slapped my arm. “You are so bad.” Then she took one step back and grabbed my throbbing cock within her palms. “I think that will be the only way to satiate this beautiful monster. Don’t you think?”
She started walking back towards the tree again without relinquishing her tight grasp on my cock. I, rather my cock followed her as we reached the relatively dry cocoon under the tree. She pushed me down on a chair. My dick stood up straight almost hitting my belly. She placed her legs on both side of mine. I was essentially between her spreading legs. My heart began pounding in anticipation.
She gave me a very sexy and reassuring smile. “Hold your penis little bit lower honey.” She asked.
I grabbed my cock and positioned it in a an angle.
She placed her both hands on my shoulders and began lowering herself. I looked in total amazement as her pussy lips captured my dick head. She began pushing and gyrating her hips and inch by every slow inch, the entire length of my hard on parted her lips and disappeared inside her hot and wet cavity.
She moaned, .”Oh, it feels so good. You are so big and so hard.”
I concurred immediately. “Yes, your pussy is so wet and so tight, it is unbelievable Ma,”
“Don’t rush. Lets just relax and enjoy the moment.” She kissed me deeply in my mouth.
It was an out of this world experience I was having. My mother was sitting on my lap and my cock deeply buried into her pussy. I could not have made this up any better in any of my wild fantasies.
Although she fucked me once before, it was no comparison. That cold rainy night, I was accidentally used like a piece of meat by my mother without any real contribution from me. Today it was totally different. It was no accident and I was not a piece of meat anymore. I was her loving man. My heart was full of love for this beautiful woman; my mother, who had willingly chosen me to be her lover. I thought I am losing my virginity all over again. As if she read my mind and echoed my sentiment. “Lets make it our first real fuck together.”
“Yes, Ma.” I kissed her back deeply in her mouth.
She leaned her head back. “Take this thing off.” She said.
Although it was not hiding anything, her wet blouse was still clung to her body. I took her blouse off. Her breasts were definitely not huge like some pairs I had seen in some magazines, but they were quite a handful, perfectly proportionate to her body. Her skin was tight and smooth as very refined silk. Not a sign of sag as they stood proudly over her chest. Her nipples were very hard and stood about quarter inch over dark round patch of her areolas.
She pushed one of her nipples into my mouth. I began sucking it. For the first time in my life, no for the first time in my adult life, I began sucking the same nipples I suckled as a kid. I tweaked her nipples and lightly bit them. She moaned in approval.
“You are doing everything so right,” She encouraged me, “one day you’ll make your wife very happy.”
“I’ll never get married Ma.” I protested. “You are the only woman I want and need.”
She smiled very sweetly at my outpouring of love for her. “That is so sweet of you honey. But one day you have to get married and have babies. I think I’d love to be a grandma one day.”
“Can we have babies together Ma?” I asked as my mind filled up with fantasy and love at the same time for her. “Just think my son… our son would be your grandson too.” I paused for a second thinking what I had just said. “He, my son would be my brother too…., I think.”
She kissed me deeply in my mouth and said in a rather sad voice, “Don’t have to worry about that honey, I can’t have babies anymore. Why do you think you don’t have any brother or sister?”
I didn’t know how to react. “I’m sorry.” That was all I could say.
“Don’t be, it was a medical thing,” She tried to cheer me up, “beside I got everything a mother could have ever wanted in you- a good son and even better lover.”
“Can you fuck your lover any faster and harder now mummy?” I mockingly asked. I always called her mummy whenever I wanted something as a kid.
“So you want me to fuck you harder and faster, eh?” She repeated the question with fire of passion in her eyes. “You think you can handle that? Now get ready for the ride of your life lover boy. Mummy is going to fuck your brains out.”
She pulled herself back exposing my cock up to its head and pushed back again with a thud, completely engulfing it. She repeated the process over and again, and began fucking me furiously. The chair started to rattle and rock back and forth with her thumping motion on my cock. I firmly planted my legs on the ground to prevent us from being tripped over.
I noticed her beautiful pussy lips were opening and closing around my cock with her up and down glide. Sloshing sound of her pussy sliding over my cock soon filled up the air.
She was not only riding my shaft, she was also contracting it with her soft pussy muscles like an anaconda on a prey, determined to squeeze every drop of my juice out of my manhood. I groaned out loudly, “Oh Ma, I love it. You are wonderful, your pussy is wonderful.”
“I love your cock too, honey. It is so big and so alive.”
“I cannot hold any longer, I am going to cum.” I growled.
“Yes baby cum in my pussy. Fill me up with your hot sweet cum.”
With the excitement of impending orgasm, I raised my legs forgetting the balance my planted feet were providing. By raising my legs I unknowingly offset our center of gravity.
As she pushed harder onto my dick, I grabbed her ass tightly and the chair, along with us on it, tripped backward. We tumbled on the muddy ground. The chair disappeared from underneath as my buttocks hit the muddy ground below. Surprisingly the fall did not separate us. My cock was still firmly inside her pussy. My cock stretched her pussy in every direction with the unexpected fall. I had already begun ejaculating before the fall. But the intensity of her orgasm really surprised me. She dug her nails into my shoulders and screamed at the top of her voice. “Oh god, I am cumming ..ahhhhhhheeeeee… baby, its feels ….ahhheeeeeeeee…… sooooooo…fucking..goooood….ahhhhhhheeeeeee…….” Her whole body vibrated tremendously for a long time like a quake had ripped her apart. Her pussy muscles contacted spasmodically around my cock and fluids kept gushing out of her swollen pussy like a geyser. To my surprise she was not done yet, she dismounted and took my cock in her mouth wantonly. She greedily sucked our combined juices off my slowly limping cock dry.
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