Desi Mom Son Raw Sex

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Indian incest: Mom Son Raw Sex

It was a rather cool Sunday for mid June, and the rain was falling
gently but steadily outside. I was lying on the narrow bed in my
***** room, with the window open beside me. This was an odd little
room, never intended as a bedroom. When we had first moved into
the house several years before, I had noted this room and wanted
it for mine. It actually was just a large walk-in closet, but it
had a square window, which opened on hinges and was protected by
the overhanging roof on the east side of the house. Finally I had
persuaded my parents to let me sleep there in a single bed which
was just right for the tight space. I used to spend a lot of time
there, reading, doing my homework and--yes, I might as well admit
it--masturbating.

I had just turned 17 a few weeks before, and my junior year in high
school had just ended. I was still a virgin, a shy bookish sort of
kid, not bad looking and fairly popular. I was not a nerd, and nobody
ever called me that or treated me that way. But I was too bashful to
have dated much at all. I was horny as hell most of the time, and the
only means I had for assuaging the itch was to jack off, which I had
been doing a lot for a long time. I had quite a strong imagination,
which allowed me to create elaborate fantasies of sexual delight.

I was fairly promiscuous in my choice of fantasy subjects--everyone
from movie stars to classmates. But I tended to favor older women,
even some of my teachers--and especially my big beautiful আম্মু.In
fact, about two thirds of the time, my orgasmic load of cum would
be in honor of আম্মু.

I called her my "beautiful" আম্মু, but I suppose I'd better qualify
that. She wasn't exactly a classic beauty, not the kind that would
make a person immediately exclaim, "What a beauty!" But to me she
was (and still is) the most desirable woman in the world. At this
time she was 40, and she was decidedly on the plump side, about
145 pounds on a five foot six frame. But God, she was curvy and
sexy, with good-sized (not huge) স্তন, long full legs, broadhips,
and a perky outthrust ass. I had noticed how some other men looked
at her, so it wasn't just my idea that she was sexy. She had dark
brown hair, with a few strands of gray in it, and deep dark brown
eyes, a classic sort of face with a short, straight nose, and full
lips. Her complexion was clear and beautiful, a delectable peachy
tan. I loved to look at her.

On this quiet rainy day, I had just finished reading a book and
was lying there in just my undershorts. Since it was a bit cool,
I had a sheet over me. I was about ready for a nap, but my thoughts
strayed to আম্মু,and my cock began to stir. I stroked it a few times,
beginning to concoct yet another scenario in which I could fuck
my mother.

Just then I heard a sound in the next room. I could tell from the
sound of the footsteps that it was the object of my nascent fantasy,
my আম্মু.She came on through her bedroom and tapped lightly at my
door. "Yeah, আম্মু?" I responded.

She opened the door and looked in. "What are you doing?" she asked.

Well, I could have said, "I'm just starting to think up a story
about fucking the hell out of your pussy while I beat my meat." But
naturally I did not say that. What I did say was, "Just lying here
listening to the rain."

"That sounds a lot more interesting than what I'm doing. Everyone
else is gone for the afternoon, and I'm feeling sort of sad and
lonely." She paused a moment and then asked, "Would you mind if I
joined you?"

Huh? Joined me how? But what the hell! I didn't care how. "Uh--sure,
আম্মু,"I managed to say.

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

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

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

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

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

Finally আম্মুsaid softly, "This is nice. The rain sounds so gentle,
almost like a lullaby."

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

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

"Yeah, আম্মু,"I remarked. "I remember when I was 11 years old and I
read that scary story and couldn't sleep. You came and lay down with
me until I could go to sleep." Ah, yes, I remembered that incident
very well. It was during the beginnings of my sexual awakening,
and the feel of my আম্মু's big soft ass against meon that earlier
occasion had stimulated feelings that had quickly erased the dread
images brought on by the story.

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

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

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

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

"Oh, gee, আম্মু! Thanks."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes, আম্মু.Exactly like that."

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

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

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

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

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

"Just what, আম্মু?"

"Oh, you know--just have--er--just do...what married people do,
shall we say?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Of course," she said musingly after a while, "the other couldbe
done. You hear of it now and then--you know the--uh--MF word." Her
hand brushed against my hard cock.

"You mean motherfucker?" I said boldly, giving her স্তন a harder
squeeze. "Are you saying that that's a possibility?"

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

"আম্মু," I breathed into herear fervently as I rubbed her nipple,
"I'd give anything to be one."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

With that she swept back the sheet. She grasped my shorts and tugged
them down, with some difficulty because of my huge erection. "Oh,
God!" she said. "You're enormous!"
আম্মু rose up and pulled herdress up over her head. She cast it onto
the floor and reached down to her sheer panties, through which her
dark pussy hair showed clearly.Shequickly shucked them off. I
reached for her, but she pushed me onto my back. Then she climbed
astraddle my body, pausing a moment to look me in the eyes and then
taking my huge cock into her hands and staring down at it. My eyes
devoured her gorgeous big body as she towered above me. Her big
স্তন were firm, sagging only very slightly with their weight. Her
smooth, slightly rounded belly curved down to the vee of abundant
crispy dark hair at her crotch, through which her swollen pussy
lips peeped. Her full white thighs were straddling my own as she
held my cock with both hands.

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

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

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

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

(Continued...) (Part 2)

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

Slam!...Bang!...Fuck!...Fuck!...Fuck!...Fuck! আম্মু was panting into my
mouth, whining a high-pitched whine now, completely out of control
in her passion. And the sensations in my cock spread out through
my groin, and I knew that I couldn't hold back any longer. The
heat inside me just boiled over, and I gave a muffled roar as my
cock began to jerk and spit out its load deep inside my mother's
plunging cunt.
আম্মুfelt me start toshoot into her, and she gave a little scream
as her ass leaped and jumped even faster in a frantic stretch
drive into her own climax. Then all at once she stiffened up,
with my spurting cock buried to the depths inside her. She was
shaking and moaning, and I could feel her cunt muscles spasming
and grasping at my emptying babymaker. For a long time we hung
there together, trembling violently as our mutual orgasm swept our
bodies, lifting us up to the heights of sexual ecstasy. Mother and
son cumming together for the first time in a glorious incestuous
union! God! All my fantasies and all my masturbatory climaxes were
such a pale prelude to the fantastic pleasure of the real thing!
At last, আম্মু heaved a great sigh and just collapsed upon me. A
tremendous release came over me as well, leaving me drained but
gloriously happy. Oh, God! My mother had fucked me! My own dear,
precious, wonderful, gorgeous mother had fucked me--her own son, her
adoring, worshiping son. A wave of sheer love swept through me. Oh,
God, how I loved this wonderful woman! More now than ever! She
had given me everything now. She was a warm, loving mother in the
conventional way, and now she had proved to be a passionately hot
lover, giving all of herself to me without any reserve. What greater
joy could anybody possibly experience?
After my mother recovered her breath and came back down to earth a
bit, she began to murmur, "Oh, my God! What a fuck! Oh, God, did that
ever feel good! Ooohh!" She was lying fully upon me, and her weight
was rather uncomfortable, but I would have died before I would ask
her to move. It was a glorious discomfort. Mycock was still buried
deep inside her overflowing cunt. I could feel our mixed fluids
seeping down from our crotches, over my ass and onto the bed sheet. I
didn't care about that. The whole experience had been so stimulating
that my cock lost hardly any of its rigidity. I could feel little
ripples running through আম্মু's vaginal muscles fromtime to time,
and they helped my dick to begin to return to maximum erection.

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

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

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

I caressed her gently as I said, "But, আম্মু, this was thegreatest
thing that has ever happened to me. It was just wonderful beyond
words. Don't be sorry about it." She kept on weeping silently, her
tears wetting my neck and shoulder. "আম্মু," I murmured in her ear,
"I love you so very, very much. I love you more than ever now. I
think you're a wonderful, wonderful mother. I am so grateful for
what you have given me today."
My cock was now at super erection, filling আম্মু's cunt to the maximum
again. I put my hands on her ass cheeks and pulled her tightly
against me, forcing myself even farther up her tight love channel.
আম্মুbegan to talk again. "All I wanted to do was just to be with
you because I felt lonely. I just wanted to be close to you. Then
I felt your--er--I felt that you were--er--aroused, and I knew that
I should get up and go away. But I just couldn't. It's been so long
since I've had any really... good sex. Oh, I still love your father,
but it's just...just not the same now. And he usually isn't much
interested any more. When he is, it's just so quick and--and just
for him. This is the first time in years that I have really felt
good in that way."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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