REAL INDIAN SCANDEL

Balu teacher computer and sex to Geetha

I have to tell you a story which took place some time back. To protect the identity of the persons concerned I had to change the name of the persons and places. It was when I had completed my course in engineering and was preparing for the project and the dissertation. Written exams were over. In my house I and my mother alone stay. My father was abroad.

We stayed in a apartment block.I am Balu, 26, 5'10" with not very stout body. I prefer to hear music and my laptop is always full of music. In our next apartment there was a lady Geetha staying with her infant son of 3 years. Her husband went to Gulf recently and she is waiting for a family visa to go and join him. Geethaji is very beautiful, well featured and well mannered.

She was very close to mother and they used to chitchat for hours.I have a friendly relationship with her and I call her bhabhi. She wanted me to show her how to operate a laptop. She told my mother to tell me to go and help her learn laptop. It seems her husband had authorised her to buy a good machine so that he can communicate with her daily.

Obviously the family visa was likely to be delayed. Finaly one day I agreed to go and asked her what is the convenient time for learning. She asked me to come at 9.00 pm in the night. By then her son would have gone to bed, otherwise he will be pestering and will not allow me to talk to her. My mother also agreed with her and asked me to go soon after supper.

OK I said, I took my laptop, with all connectors and USB pendrives to the house of Geetha. She was very pleased to see me carrying all these paraphernalia and asked me to set them up in her bedroom where there was a big table. She gave me a chair to sit and she sat on the bed. I connected the machine and the internet was quite fast.

Geetha brought me a glass of water and sat near me. She was wearing a night dress and a mild perfume. I opened the laptop and showed her the main features. Everytime I finished a sentence she was looking at me. She asked me to connect her husband. In two or three attempts I could connect with her husband. She was thrilled to hear his voice.

His image came in the monitor and her image would have appeared in his monitor. Seeing both of them in a happy mood, I just moved away from that room to the drawing room from where I can see them and hear them talk. Lot of hush hush talk was going on and then she was telling him that I am in the nearby room etc.

He out of his loneliness was frustrated and was happy to see his dear wife in the monitor. He would have asked he to show her boobs open. She refused and told him that I am in the nearby room and I may come at any moment. He told her to bolt the door and show her naked body. Perhaps he too would have been standing nude to provoke her. Geetha was in a great dilemma.

She asked me to move to the next room and bolted the door from inside. But poor thing did not remember that the window nearby was open. I could see her removing all her clothes and standing totally nude in front of him. He too would have stood naked for her to see. she was in a highly aroused condition. I too had a great erection. But what to do.

I could here the sounds of kissing and words of endearment etc. What more they can do? After an hour or so the line went off. With great disappointment she turned back and saw me standing at the other side of the window and watching. She felt shy and ran to dress herself. She then came and opened the door and I entered the bedroom.

We both were in highly aroused condition. Laptop went off. The entire neighbourhood was sleeping. I got up to go. She asked me why dont you sleep here and go in the morning. Why touble your mother at this late hour. I was searching for a guest room. she said you sleep here with me in my bed. I was taken aback.

She went to the kitchen and brought a glass full of horlicks and gave me. We did not talk much. It was a huge bed. Child was sleeping in a cradle. She gave me a dhothi to change. She did not talk much. Nor I. I stretched on the bed and she by my side and turned to me. Her big boobs were almost touching me.

Since her whole body was convered by the night dress I could not make out her size. She switched off the main light and kept the bedroom light burning. She undrssed and came down to just her bra and panty. Her body was neither fat nor lean, just ideal. She did not utter any word and wanted me to take initiative. I placed my hand on her and pulled her closer.

Without any resistance she came I put my arm around her and she also embraced me. She pouted her lips inviting me for a kiss. Keeping my lips over hers, I tried to penetrate with my tongue and her tongue was already inside my mouth. We had a 10 minutes long kiss. My hands were roaming over her boobs and felt her erect nipples.

The softness of her boobs enhanced my pleasure and I wanted to suck and lick her nipples. I lowering my mouth licked the boobs in a circular motion. She was moaning with pleasure. Geetha was very highly aroused. She wanted me to fuck her. She took my hand and put it on her cunt. I found very few hair but full of sticky fluid flowing out.

This was the first time I ever touched the cunt of a lady. I understood that she wanted me to mount her and fuck her. She was pushing me to ride her and told me softly 'get on top of me, get on top of me' I supporting my body on both my hands and legs got on her. My dick was fully erect and was touching her cunt.

She took in her hand and opening her cunt lips by her hand placed it in the entrance and asked me to push it in. She widened her legs and made it easy to for me to poke her. My dick entered against slight resistance and went deep inside her. She gave out of cry of pleasure. She asked me to move inside her slowly. I started to move slowly up and down.

Because of heavy lubrication it was very pleasurable to fuck. I went on stroking her slowly and then gradually increased my speed. Geetha would her legs around me and was moving upwards to meet my strokes. I kissed her in her mouth and then kissed her boobs and took her nipples in my mouth and sucked them. She enjoyed every act of mine.

And finally she reached her orgasm. I could feel it on my dick that her internal muscles were clutching my dick. With her hands and legs she gave me a tight hug and showed her massive orgasm. I continued my fuck and discharged my cum inside her. Geetha did not release me from her tight hug. She went on chanting endearing words and asked me not to withdraw.

But my dick did not loose its erection. She wanted me to go for the second time. But she wanted me roll on the bed so that she will come on top. Holding each other tightly we rolled and she came on top of me. My dick was completely inside her. She was sitting on me. She tied her dishevelled hair and then leaned forward and gave me a kiss.

Lifting her hip she started the action of fucking. But at each stroke she gave out a small moan of pleasure. Supporing her body on her legs, she went on fucking with deep strokes. Finally we both came for the next orgasm. She lied on me and her boobs were pressed against my chest. It was a full orgasm for both of us. Our fluids drenched the bedsheet.

Slowly she got up and kissed me again and said thank you. It is long time since I had such a complete sex with double orgasm. We both went to the bath room and cleaned our bodies of all the fluids. She took my limp dick in her mouth and gave me wonderful blow job. We both slept for the rest of the night embracing each other. In the morning, I went home and resumed my routine.

But I had to go to Geetha every day and fuck her. When her husband comes on line, she will show him her naked body and I used to sit in the same room hiding. This went on for two more months. Her husband then came with a family visa and took his family with him. Thus my pleasure days ended. Sometimes Geetha telephones me and asks me to come over there.

Raghu fucking Shama during tuition class

I am Raghu 25, tall and with a muscular body having done my PG in Maths and waiting to write NET exam to enter as a Asst. Professor in any of the colleges. My family consisted of my sister and mother. Sister, Radha, was doing her degree course and mother a house wife. Our father was in gulf in a senior employment in an MNC.

There were several requests for tuition from various quarters. But I wanted to concentrate in my learning computing. But sometime my amma brings forth strong recommendations of girls who are related to her friends etc. which I cannot turn down. My mother made ready an upstairs corner room removing all the rubbish dumped there and placing a big double cot with a mattress (for the use of a likely guest)a table and a chair.

There were very many wall mounted shelves and I dont know what all stuff is available there. In my younger day I and my sister Radha used to play hide and seek in these rooms. One day she brought a girl, fair looking with big boobs etc, Shama who was the daughter of her friend. Shama wanted some detailed study of two chapters in physics.

Usually I take bath in the attached bathroom of my room. When I come out I will be wearing a casual lungi, without any u/wear or boxer. I wont even wear a vest, but remain bare chested sporting my lavish hair in the chest. Putting on a vest and brief is a long drawn process. I apply lot of talcum powder and deo. There was no time for all these rituals.

Shama was there standing staring at me with her huge bulbous eyes. I asked her to sit and place her books on the table. I just went to the mirror in the room and combed my hair and put it in order. When I turned back, I saw this Shama girl lifting her legs and placing them on the bed to sit in a squaring posture. In the process she revealed to me a view up to her panty.

I was shocked. why this girl show me all her inner secrets. It is intentional or casual. Whatever it is my dick was rising and made a protrusion in the lungi I wore. My concentration was greatly disturbed. The girl placing the books on the table was searching for the portion where she needed help.As she was leaning her cleavage was open and her big boobs were clearly visible.

I was in a great discomfort. I am not accustomed to such sudden display of female charms. My manliness was rebellious. This lungi is a comfortable or uncomfortable attire depending upon the circumstances. When shama got up I asked her what exactly is your problem. Shama said "Sir, why dont you also come and sit in the bed so that I can show you the text book and show the portions where I need your clarifications.

Ok I said and went and bolted the door, and sat on the bed after tying the lungi tightly around my waist. I too had to sit squatting on the bed. The lungi length is not alright that the ends do not overlap. When I sit they leave a gaping gap in the middle and it gives a full view of my dick. I fould that Shama was concentrating her eyes on the middle portion of my body and did not appear to be listening to what I said.

My fully erect dick was peeping through the little gap between the loose ends of the lungi which was distracting this girl shama. Somehow I concealed my nudity and asked the girl to show me the portion and I asked her to read the portion. I noticed she had by then unbuttoned two top buttons on her shirt and her boobs were visible when she leans forward.

I dont know whether she made it intentional or casual. Seeing this my dick was again stiffened and I had to struggle to keep it under control. Shama was seeing all my helpless struggle and was giggling. I looked up at her. She finished reading the portion and looked up and saw me pressing my cock down into the fold of my lungi. I leaned forward and covered her shirt to conceal her boobs.

She was surprised and looked up at my face. I told her "this is what causing all the trouble. You have been purposely showing a portion of your body which you should have concealed". She said "Sir it is because there is no fan and I feel sultry and that is why I just opened a small portion. But my body is in my control not like yours".

I got up, but stepped on my lungi and lo the lungi was totally removed and I stood totally naked with an erect cock in front of the girl Shama. She started to laugh loudly and I rushed to her in my naked condition and closed her mouth with my hands. She struggled to get herself released and her hand was reaching to catch my cock.

I sat near her and put my hands inside her shirt and caught hold of her boobs and was just pressing them softly. Suddenly the girl stopped laughing and was reaching my face to plant a kiss on my cheeks. Her boobs were very smooth and hard and tiny nipple was already hard and erect. I was pressing her boob softly and she was taking deep breat and moaning softly.

With her hand she was shaking my cock. Shama did not appear to be an innocent girl. She lowered her head and licked the tip of my dick of the precum drop which was emerging there. I asked her softly whether she is a virgin or not and whether she has had sexual experience before. She murmured tht she is not a virgin and that she has had sexual experience before.

I made her lie down on my bed and lifted her frock. Her panty was fully wet. I just pulled it down and saw her youthfull cunt without any hair. It gave one of the most fascinating sights. I wanted to start from her boobs. I sucked the nipples softly and Shama was moaning and with her hands she pressed my head towards her boobs. I just moved downwards and came to her cunt.

It had a nice fragrance. I smelled the whole cunt and licked it. I opened the cunt lips and located the red coloured clit. with my tongue I just licked her clit. Shama gave out a loud cry and pressed my head down. Whe I tickled her cunt again she had her first orgasm. She shuddered and her legs pleaced on my back over my shoulders pressed my head.

I continued to lick her clitoris. Shama was shaking her body wildly. I got up and put my dick in her cunt and pressed it in. It went in against great resistance. Shama was about to give a cry of pain. I closed her mouth with my hand. But by them my cock was fully inside her cunt. I fucked her slowly. She was giving out moans hhhhhhhhhhhhshsshhhhhhhhhh.

Her orgasm was continuous. She pressed my head on her boob and asked me to suck her nipples to enhance her pleasure. I sprayed my entire cum inside her cunt. Slowly I pulled out from her cunt and made her also to get up. We wiped outselves in a wet towel I used to take bath. Shama just hugged and kissed me. She said she is going and come on the next day.

I asked her to come at 2 pm when allthe people will be asleep after lunch. She agreed and rushed out. I went out with her downstairs and opened the main door and let her out. My mother was asleep and did not notice thata the girl had slipped out. Shama was going out in a dishevelled condition. Anybody seeing her can make out that she is coming from fighting with somebody.

Her house was close by. But I saw her standing and talking with another woman. I noticed it was my sister Radha she was talking to. Radha might have been returning from her college. I rushed up to my room and wanted to remove all the tell tale evidence of the recent incident. Because my sister Radha is too nosy that she can smell out anything from the scene.

As expected she came to my room. I pretended as if I am busy on my laptop. She asked me how was the first tuition session and what was the subject you taught her. She looked at me in a sarcastic way. I did not reply her but was concentrating on my laptop. Please let me know how you liked my story of my first tuition class.

Sex in sleazy 3 star hotel

I am Rita, 25, 5'4" with 34"26"33" fair colour, working in a three star hotel. Because of my middle class family background I had to accept employment. I was helping my family in the education of my sister and brother. In the hotel they provided with uniforms, saree and blouse of a particular colour. We were ten girls put to different duties.

Because of my language proficiency I was asked to be in the front office, meeting customers and allotting them rooms etc. There is a ritual of setting the rooms. Every day in the morning, a sweeper will sweep all the rooms vacated in the morning. Two employees with push a trolley full of fresh linen and reach each room and change the bed linen, towels in the bath room, change the flowers in the vase.

One employees of the hotel, viz., Feroze, usually goes for this job. He will be accompanied by one of the girls. When the girl is busy changing the bath room towels etc., Feroze will check the table drawers for condoms. Invariably there will be packets unopened or partially opened. The used condoms may be available in the dust bin.

Feroze will take one of unused condoms examine it in detail and call the girl and show it to her. Most of the girls would not have seen one. He will tell them that he will show how it is used. Suddenly, he will unzip and pull out his cock which is in semi erect condition and put the condom on in a very short time. The girl will be aghast at the sudden change of scene.

He will go on chatting and tell her he will show its uses. He will gently push her on the bed and lift her saree and pull down her panty and within a minute his cock will be in her pussy. He will hold her tight so that she may not push him and run away. Most of the girls fall for his sweet talk and most unwillingly submit to his onslaughts.

He will finish his quickie soon and pull out and show her how he had encapsulated his semen in the condom and that she is safe and need not bother. Girl will get up and steady her dresses and come out for further duties. Many of the girls have been victimised and they dont conceal their experience. They have a code word for the attack by Feroze, "rozed" Out of ten at least five girls have already been rozed by him.

He was keeping an eye on me. But I never go for the room duty. I sit with a computer on my table which is connected to the domestic network. There are computers in the stores, accounts and bill, etc. Feroze will put a blue film in the computer in the stires and tell all the girls to watch their monitor. Some girls will secretly watch the movies.

But I cannot since I am in the lobby and there will be always people surrounding me. When there is no crowd I my just flick the programme for a short while and see a fraction of it. Afterall who is not interested in seeing a good sex blue. One day my manager asked me to go for just an hour to setting up of couple of rooms since many of the girls were on leave.

I forgot to ask the manager who is in my team to work with me. I just went and waited for the sweeper to finish the cleaning and then pushed the linen cart inside the room. When I heard a knock I turned my head and saw a gleaming Feroze coming forward to help me in my duties. Suddenly his mobile rang and he rushed out to continue his speech.

I rushed to open the table drawers and found two unopened condom packets. I took and pocketed them. I hurriedly went to the other room and found one opened packet with two condoms intact. I took that also and hid them in a bag. I came back and changed the towels in the bathroom and then was about to change the bed linen.

After finishing his phone talk Feroze came rushing to check for unused condoms. He did not find any. He did not date to ask me whether I searched and found any condoms. For a long time he had an eye on me and this was a golden opportunity which he missed. He wanted to lure me to a talk about what the guests would have done in the previous night.

I did not show any interest because I knew where he is leading me. If I show some interest in his talk he would have made me to lie down in the bed and "rozed" me as he had done others. Two or three times he tried to touch my boobs and ass, but I showed some resentment and he kept quiet.

In the hotels our customers are mostly businessmen who spend lavishly for their enjoyment. There are brokers who would fetch for them college girls for one night enjoyment, or even housewives from decent background. When we go to clean the rooms we see what all they have done in the name of enjoyment.

In the hotel fridge there used to be assortment of liquor, food is available from our restaurant. Feroze takes care of the guests and their requirement. Some time film star also come and stay when have some shooting in any local centres. I once heard Feroze boasting to a friend of his that he had fucked all the girls in the hotel. This I have written from my experience and this is not like the usual stories you read.

Unforgettable night with sexy girl Anu

It was during my college days I met Anu, she was a cute girl and we ended up being good friends due to our common friends circle. I was always on the look out for wild and sexy girls, Anu being the homely girl I never had thoughts about her as my girl friend. I knew about her crushes and she knew about mine.

As time passed and we both got jobs in Bangalore we moved to Bangalore. We stayed close by and used to meet often in groups. Once we ended up meeting each other to exchange some technical material, we decided to go out for an ice-cream. The place was very crowded and we got pushed towards each other and I was looking down into her eyes,

suddenly I realized how beautiful they are and wondered why I didnt notice it early. There was a moment between us which made me realize she is the perfect girl. Then we said our good bye and she walked away I was subconsciously looking at her ass as she walked away. She was not just my friend any more.

Gradually she came to know of my desire from her friend. She was surprised and a bit happy. We both belonged to different castes and she was too timid face her parents and go against them which she communicated to me. I couldn't convince her to change her mind so but kept trying.

Now every time we met there was an awkward feeling among us as she didn't want to give me any green signals. I was persistent and kept teasing her on her figure,holding her hand, complimenting her dressing sense, turning up at her workplace to get a glimpse of her etc. We used to travel to our hometown on the weekend and usually went on friday nights.

One day she got stuck in office due to some work so she called me up to find out what time I am leaving and if she can accompany me. I agreed to pick her up at 8. She was dressed in her office formals stripe top and black formal pants. She sat on my bike and we headed to the bus station. It was quite chilly and she was shivering so I offered her my jacket which she took after some hesitation.

Here is a girl on my bike wearing my jacket which felt nice. We reached the bus station and boarded a volvo. It was a 3 hr journey that began at 9. So we started to talk about movies, gossips, office etc.. I always behaved as though she is my girlfriend, my thoughts were if she didnt like it she would stay away from me, since she didn't mind it I guessed it didn't matter to me as well that she hadn't formally agreed for a relation.

I tried to put my hands around her while trying to yawn and she used to flick my hand and pinch me real hard. I told her she had a great ass and she pinched me so hard that it hurt for almost a day. Then she went to sleep and kept watching her, it was the best moment. I don't know if she knew I was watching her but she kept smiling in her sleep.

She put her head on my shoulder and slept like a blissful creature. We woke up when we reached our destination. I had her phone in my hand and she need to make a call to her dad to come pick her up. I asked her to hold my hand only then I would return her mobile after some persuasion she held my hand and she got what she wanted and I got what I wanted.

The moment we got out of the bus a travel agent at the bus station asked if we needed a room and we both burst into laughter. Later we messaged each other and agreed on the date and time of when we would return to Bangalore. Sunday around 6 we met and go into a volvo. This time I was quite bold and guided her to the seat with my hand around her waist.

She didn't object. I whispered in her ears that she looks really sexy and I cant control myself if she dresses so sexily. She smiled and started staring out the bus window. It was dark outside soon and everyone asleep. I put my arm around her and she snuggled into my arms, I slowly grabbed her right breast and she jumped out of my arms and tried to pinch me again but I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward me and kissed her on her lips.

It wasn't a passionate kiss like in the movies but it certainly broke the ice. She opened up after that and I put my arm around her and we slept. We reached Bangalore around 9 and I asked her to call her PG and inform that she will be coming in tomorrow. She objected at first saying what she will do the whole night and where she will stay, I said I will think of something and winked at her.

She later messaged her friend to inform that she wont be coming in today. She called her parents and informed them she reached safely. Now she was all mine. We headed to my home since my roommate had gone to his native the house was all ours. Once we reached the house we off loaded our bags she asked if she can wash up and I showed her to the bathroom.

I had grabbed lunch on the way and put a nice movie on tv and grabbed a seat on the sofa. She came out of the bathroom all fresh but she still was in her old clothes. I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her close to me and smelled her hair which smelled like jasmine flowers. I looked deep into her eyes and said “why don't you change we have a long night ahead”.

She smiled and said “may be later”. I ran my hands down her back and grabbed her ass. There was no better feeling than holding the girl you fantasized about, the dream was now reality. I now planted a kiss on her lips and it was passionate one where our tongues met and fluids were exchanged. She panted for air after our kiss.

We both sat on the sofa and watched the movie for some time while I played with her hair and kept planting kisses on her cheek. I slowly started unbuttoning her top and her black bra was clearly visible. She held my hand and said “not so easily, you need to work hard” he removed her top and went around me and tied it on my eyes. I could now only feel,smell and hear.

Padma having sex with Father-in-Law

I am a regular reader of sex stories and I am fascinated by the experiences of many of the readers. I had something to quote but of modesty I kept quiet. Now I think I will narrate concealing names of people involved, places, dates etc. for the purpose of secrecy. I am Padma, aged 33years, 5'6" with 34/26/36 size, fair in colour, having graduated employed in a private company.

I had boys in my neighbourhood and cousins who just wanted to play with me, but I restrained them from going ahead sexually., no fucking. At the age of 23, my parents arranged my marriage and I was very happy with my husband. When I was more demanding sexually, he was just moderate. But he never kept me wanting.

After six months of marriage he had to gulf to accept an employment. I was left with my father in law. Hence forth I will address him as FIL. My mother law had passed away soon after my marriage and hence I had to prepare food for my FIL while attending to my office. He was a nice person, very knowledgeable and friendly and healthy.

He told me to look upon him as a friend and ask whatever I may need. He used to be very frank. I used ask him for money for buying some clothes etc, which he willingly gave. in the evening he used as me to meet him in a park from where we go to a restaurant and have food, or even supper. We used to watch TV upto say 9 pm and then he goes to his computer for browsing.

I go finish my chore in the kitchen and bring him ayurvedic medicine. This was very bitter and hence I take a glass of water for him to wash his mouth. He used to be very much impressed at my forethought and used to plant a kiss on my cheeks in gratitude. I got this gift everyday and I used to wait for it.

One day when I came to his with his medicine I saw him viewing a porno site, which he changed when he heard me entering the room. I just had a glimpse and it immediately sent electric waves throughout my body since I was sex starved after the departure of my husband. He told me shamefacedly that he used to receive lot of 'adults only" mails.

I told him to show me when he receives them. He made fun of me and said jocularly that since your husband is not here and if you see those mails you will start cursing me. I said no, nothing of the sort. On Sundays we joined a yoga class and the yoga teacher asked us to practice yoga everyday in the early morning.

My FIL asked me to go to his room every day in the early morning so that we both can do yoga together. I got up at 4 am and went to his room to wake him up. Often I found him naked in the bed sleeping deep. I woke him up and he conveniently gets up and wears his dhothi and gets ready for yoga. I always wear my salwar so that he may not see my nakedness.

Once he asked me to help him to apply medicinal oil on his back. He asked me to rub it well. He was wearing a short bathing towel and waited in the bath room. I caught hold of his left shoulder with my left hand and rubbed the oil on his back. When I leaned forward I saw him in a glorious erection and struggling to conceal it in his short towel.

I was feeling dampness in my u/wear. But I enjoyed my action of arousing him. He told me to stop and he said he will do the rest of the body himself. After applying oil, he took bath and came out. I had to use my middle finger to quench my thirst. In the night I took his usual medicine and a glass of water. He took the medicine and gave me the customary kiss.

I went and left the glass in the kitchen and came back to his bedroom. He was unaware that I was standing behind him. He went to watch his porno sites. Oh, that was something fantastic. I went and sat in the bed near him. He was surprised and was about to close the site. I said no, I want to see the site. He allowed the video to play on.

It was a video of a boy and girl fucking in the open. They removed each other's dress and the girl sat on the floor and took the cock of the boy in her mouth. It was a very long and stout prick and she slowly took the entire length in her mouth. and was sucking. It would have gone beyond her throat. I watched intently how she is able to manage.

It gave great pleasure to the man. He was mouth fucking her and she allowed him. There was a flood in my u/wear. I stretched my hand to search for the cock of my FIL. He turned the chair towards me and gave me full access. His cock was also big and monstrous. I pulled out his dhothi and tried to take his cock in my mouth. I have never done this before.

The head portion only went inside. I licked the whole thing and tried again. It was so huge that it did not go in. In the meantime my FIL was unhooking my bra and blouse and removed them. My boobs with erect nipples were open before him. His hand softly ran over them and gave me goosepimples all over. He got us and untied my salwar and pulled it down with my panty.

We both were stark naked and aroused. He saw my pussy full of black hair. He asked to go to the bathroom and clean it thoroughly. I came back wiping it with my towel. He asked me to have the hair removed. I asked Now at this hour? He said if you cannot I will do it for you. He went and brought his beard trimmer.

He asked me to lie down and put some old newspaper beneath me and started to trim with his trimmer. Bowing down his left hand searched and stretched the skin and the trimmer in the right hand removed the entire hair. He opened the lips with the left hand whatever little was left behind he shaved off the entire hair.

In the process he touched my clitoris twice or thrice and sent shockwaves in my body. He then asked me to go and wash the cunt again. In the meantime he cleaned his trimmer and kept it aside and threw the newspaper and the cut hair in the waste bin. When I came back it was a new sensation. He asked to lie down in the same condition with wide legs and knees lifted up.

He bowed down and sniffed at my cunt. He further went down and licked my clit with his tongue. AWF it was aaaweeessome. He went on licking the clit and rotated his tongue around it. I was carried to new areas of pleasure. My hand went in search of his cock which was fully erect. It was the first time I was experiencing oral sex. I asked him to fuck me.

Six weeks of sex starvation has made me to go cringing for sex. My FIL came in front of me and keeping my cunt lips wide open, his right hand placed his cock tip at the entrance and pushed it in slowly. My crevice was overstretching and was giving me pain. I told him so. He then applied some coconut oil on his cock and took my own fluids overflowing and smeared it on his cock and inserted.

It went in slowly, but fully tight. I could feel the tightness throughout the stretch of my vagina. His cock touched and pressed new nerve centres and pleasure points. Its journey continued slowly. He was watching my face for any signs of pain or discomfort. It was entirely new feeling for me. A monster entering my body and I was waiting for the damage it is likely to cause.

After his cock was fully encased in my cunt my FIL waited and leaned forward and kissed and licked my nipples. He moved it slowly in small jerks and it sent pleasure waves inside me. He made his fucking a little more faster. Each movement gave me a new experience and I could sense pleasure mounting up into an orgasm. I wound my legs around him and lifted up my hip to meet his downward thrust.

It came, it came in a big way crashing down. I mean my orgasm. It was creaping on my skin and every part of my body was shuddering at the impact of the orgasm. He was not stopping but continued to pump. I was nearing my second orgasm. It was a continuous storm of pleasure. At my bidding he slowly withdrew. I was in a pool of fluids.

I rushed to the bath room to clean myself and when I came back he was sitting with his erection fully intact. I asked him whether he got his orgasm. He did not reply. Again I lied in front of him with legs wide apart he mounted me and put his cock inside.Without uttering a word he went on inserting.

When he was completely inside, he placed his hand beneath my ass and roled me over to make me on top and he below. I sat on his cock and with both my hands tied my dishevelled hair. Leaning over his I started to lift and lower my hip in a up and down motion. His both hands were over my boobs and occasionally he gave them a kiss or a suck.

He then held my hip and fucked me up with quick jerks that again orgasm was building up. He hugged me with his powerful hands and we both had our orgasm together. My God, it was unimaginable amount of pleasure. We both went to the bath room. He told me that at his age there will be only a few drops of semen and no sperms. Hence there was no fear of pregnancy.

I cleaned his cock of all my fluids sticking to it and we came back to the bed. His cock was not limp but in a semi erect condition. We hugged and slept in that condition. I was amazed at the amount of lust the old man had. Seeing me lying naked nearby he fucked me again in the morning. My cunt was aching because of excessive physical strain.

In the evening as soon as I came from office he wanted to fuck me. There after it was a continuous fucking celebration for me. I will narrate another interesting adventure in my next post if you happen to receive my above experience well. Let me see what all comments you make.

Lonely Indian Mom plans slow seduction

Ever since my sister had gotten married and moved in with her husband, my mom had been feeling very lonely. She was always alone at home. I lived at home and commuted to the university. And dad was always at work. I think my mom missed my sister so much she used to cry at times. I had often seen her swollen eyes when I got back from school.

When I got back home, mom always got energized. She brought me food and used to tell me all the things that happened during the day, who called, and who she talked to on phone and things like that. I had never looked at my mom sexually. She was 40 years old, but she was skinny and had a shapely body. She didn’t have the biggest tits but they were proportionate to her height and body weight. Even though we are Indian and pretty conservative, mom had always been a rebel of sorts. She never did anything crazy but she didn’t mind letting us watch American movies and we never had to change channels when a French kiss or sex scene came around. Heck, when I was little, mom even used to dress in front of me. She used to ask me to hook her bra from the back, hand her the panties from the closet and things like that. But this was way back. She had stopped doing this ever since she noticed little streaks of pubic hair growing around my cock while bathing me. And then once I even got an erection while she was helping be take a bath. This was the last straw for her I guess and she never dressed in front of me after that. She also stopped bathing me since then and even I didn’t think about it too much. I was 18 now, and had girlfriends here and there. So I wasn’t overly horny as I was getting satisfied enough. She still asked me to help her hook her bra from the back sometimes. Now that I think of it, it might have been as far as her horniness took her. I don’t know, I might be speculating.

I think she had sex with my father really rarely since my dad was pretty old. She was sill attractive and could look like a fox when she had her days. She usually asked me to hook her bra from the back after she took a shower. I guess she had difficulty moving her arms behind her back sometimes, and since I was always home, and had been used to this since I was little, she just asked my help. She used to step out of the shower with only her shalwar (lose Indian pajamas) on and then got her bra from the closet. Then she used to call me in for help. By the time I got to her room she usually had the bra on her boobs and just asked me to hook it for her from the back. She was usually a free spirit and didn’t mind walking around the house with just her bra and shalwar or panties on when no one was home. I knew this since I had usually seen her walking to her room with her bra on as I got home from school. I guess she preferred to relax and only put her clothes on when I got home.

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I was 20 when my sis got married and moved out. This episode happened one day after I got back home from school. As I have said above, my mom was usually a free flowing person. Although I had no intention of walking in on her, it happened and it happened so fast, both of us didn’t know what to think.

I had keys to the house and I used to just barge in. I guess mom had just taken a shower and left the bathroom as usual with only her bottoms on and no bra. And then I guess she must have heard the phone ring as she was near the phone in the living room when I walked in. I unlocked the door, threw my bag to the side, made the right turn toward the living room and saw the most shocking thing in my life.

My mom was there, with no top on, and her hand was scratching her ass as she was putting down the phone, with her back towards me. As soon as she heard me, she turned around to see who it was and was shell-shocked.

I had a complete and direct view of her B-cup tits, floating in the air. Her large brown nipples were erect because of the cold, and were staring at me straight in the eye. As she was scratching her behind, her shalwar (loose Indian pajama bottoms) had come lose and were now half hanging from her side, with the tying cord out in the open. I could see her big fat belly button. Her eyes were wide open and for about a tenth of a second, we both just stood still. There was complete silence. This period of time felt like an eternity as I had seen and surveyed every millimeter of her curvy body, the top half of it totally naked. She gasped and could only utter:

“Oh Ao”, (Come in)

Saying this, she reached for the tying cord of her shalwar and tied it around her waist, all the while, her eyes fixated on mine. She did not even turn around. This was an overly sexy moment. Her beautiful mammary glands, her treasured assets just hanging freely and her son looking at them, salivating over every millimeter of them.

I couldn't utter a word. Although I had turned sides, pretending to be sitting down untying my shoes, I was still looking at her from the corner of my eyes.

When she finished tying her shalwar around her waist, she turned around away from me, and said:

“Let me just get dressed, phir tum khana kha lo”. (Let me get dressed, I will bring the food out in a minute).

Saying this and leaving me as stunned as a stone, she went inside her room.

I had almost frozen to death. The feeling of horniness was unbearable, and she was about to seriously test my patience now...

“Beta, zara andar ao”, she called me inside her room.

“Ok Ma”, I said and walked in.

She had her back towards me, like she usually did whenever she needed help with her bra.

“Zara yeh hook laga do beta.” (please hook my bra for me son).

"Acha Ma" (OK Ma), I said and walked closer.

By now I had a raging hard on. My dick was about to explode from my pants, ready to spray cum all over the place. My heart was beating fast and I was short of breath. I came up behind her and gasped. She had the sexiest little bra on. I had never tied this bra for her. Heck, I hadn’t even seen this before. It was a cute little lacy bra, a little too small for her firm B tits I thought.

Anyway, I held the hooks in my hands as she adjusted the straps near her shoulder. My throbbing cock was about 2 inches away from her love hole, I thought to myself. But then I came to senses as I realized who I was thinking about. It was my mom after all.

”Wake up you idiot! Snap out of this shit! This is your mother.” I thought to myself.

She was waiting with the unfastened bra, waiting for me to move.

"Lagao", she said. (Fasten it already)

So I held the bra back and tried to bring the two ends closer to fasten it. I can swear right now I did everything normally, didn’t try to brush my cock against her on purpose, didn’t pull the bra too hard, if anything: I was extra careful. I tried to be at my best behavior. I even pulled my hips back to withdraw my cock, lest it hit her ass and she discovered her son had a raging hard on.

I was being very careful, pretending that seeing her topless had no effect on me, but I guess fate had something else written for me.

As soon as I brought the bra snaps together, as I always did, she yelled as the bra cups tightened around her boobs:

“Ouuuiii. aray!!! ” and then she giggled.

“Araam se,” she laughed. (Slowly!)

"Kiya hua Ma?" I asked, puzzled.

“Dard hota hai agar tight ho to” (It hurts if the bra is too tight)…

"Acha Ma mein aram se lagata huun." (OK Ma I will try to bring the hooks together slowly), I said politely.

I softly held the bra straps again and brought them close.

As soon as I tried to hook them, the bra pressed into her boobs again, she yelled again:

"Oy!"

And with this yell, she thrust her hips back and her ass crack hit the tip of my cock. I guess since the bra felt too tight, her ass jerked back as a reflex action.

My cock hit the spot where the crack began and it sank in a little. True that she had a shalwar on, but it was made of really thin material, and the hard on I was sporting was so pricky and huge, that she gasped again, as soon as she realized what she had buried her ass into.

“Oh Sorry,” I muttered and moved my cock back out immediately.

"nahi beta, I am sorry, shayed blouse chota ho gaya hai." (No son, I am sorry, I guess the bra has grown smaller.)

"haan lekkin aik dafa koshish karney do.." (OK Ma, let me try again), I said nicely.

She didn’t say anything, but from the side of her face, I saw her eyes widen and noticed her breathing increase. She was looking at me out of the corner of her eye. Every moment right now felt like a thousand years. My heart was beating so fast, I could hear it from my own ears and I am sure she could hear it too. I put the bra strap into place as it firmly fitted her boobs in finally.

This had to be a day for many firsts. As soon as the bra was fastened, she immediately moved her hands to her tits like most women do to adjust their bras, but this time she turned around to face me and adjusted the bra to fit her boobs, moving her hands all over her tits and adjusting them right in front of me.

I gasped for breath again. She had she slyest smile in her eyes, but her lips were tight shut. She knew I was staring at her chest intently. Then she broke my trance:

“Thank you beta, mein abhi khana deiti huun” (Thanks son, I will bring the food out in a minute).

That’s it. Fun was over, I thought, and walked out.

Oh how I was lusting for her delicious looking boobs. And oh how my cock remembered the feeling when her soft ass cheeks buried into it, albeit for a nanosecond. I wanted my mom’s body. What the hell was wrong with me?

Lunch was very normal. She brought the food out and we ate regularly. She told me about her day at home and I told her how my classes went. Both of us pretended as if nothing had happened.

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I could easily regard the day’s events as coincidence. Yes we had awkward moments and yes I saw her tits but so what? She was my mom and she had nothing to hide from her son.

The next day I came home without thinking much about the previous day’s events. I had gone out the previous night, got drunk and made out with my girlfriend in a park. Life was good and every thing looked normal. Or so I thought. I came home and saw the living room was empty. I went towards my mom’s room and I heard the shower running. I changed, and relaxed.

Soon she got out of the shower and as usual, called me in for help. She wanted me to hook her bra for her I guess. I got up casually and walked to her room. But this would be no ordinary bra fastening help session.

She was sitting on her bed. With just her panties on! No shalwar! She thought she had herself covered since she was at the far edge of the bed. I could see her silky legs from the side.

She said:

“Beta bed ke upper aa key eh hook laga do please”. (Son please climb over the bed and hook my bra for me).

"Acha Ma." (OK), I sa.d

What she was indirectly telling me to do was not to come in front since she did not have her shalwar on. And I guess she didn’t want me to see her ass with only her panties on. I could see her naked legs from the side of the bed and could see that her lace black panties only covered a portion of her ass. Yes her ass crack was hidden but they did little more. It was a mind boggling sight! What’s a guy to do? A woman in just panties is just that! A woman in panties! All my mind could think about was her boobs and what was inside her boobs and panties.

So thinking all that, I climbed the bed like a kid and as the mattress dipped, I could see more of her panty-covered ass. She actually had the shalwar at her feet and she just hadn’t pulled it up. She was applying lotion to her legs.

Hey this could have been just a harmless help call. I wasn’t about to put my hopes up and do something stupid. I didn’t want to risk the relationship I had with mom. And after all, we were from a conservative Indian family.

But my cock was not listening. It was hard as a rock and I had no control over this. How can a guy prevent a hard on when an attractive women is sitting a couple of feet away from him, smelling sweet and with just her panties on? My dick was sticking out of my pants.

Now I was on the bed, and I saw that she did not have the bra on her back. I said:

"Ma blouse nahi pehna, kahan hai? kiya lagaoon?" (Mom you don't have the bra on, what would I fasten?)

She was kind of embarassed and said plainly:

“Beta closet se koi blouse nikal lo”, she instructed. (Son take out any bra from the closet)

While saying this, she was bent over, applying lotion to her legs. I walked to the closet and from the corner of my eyes, caught a glimpse of her naked nipples.

They were rock hard and looked like little pieces of hard chocolate. Her boobs were very shapely, although a little saggy. Her nipples are the type that twist up when they are hard. That is a very sexy sight. It looks very inviting. But then again, this is my mom I am talking about! What the fuck was I thinking? I tried to focus on the job I had to do.

I opened the closet door and looked for her bras in the drawer. Without thinking, I picked out a random white one and turned around to walk towards her.

She looked up and smiled.

“Nahi beta, yeh nahi, koi kala le ao” (no son not this, get some black one).

I was looking at her boobs head on now.

“Acha”, I said OK and turned around, with the sight of her boobs firmly planted in my imagination.

I searched her bra drawer and found a black bra. It was even smaller than the one she had on yesterday and looked a little different. The cups were smaller and lacier and it had no hook in the back. I didn’t pay much mind to that and walked towards her. She saw it was black and turned around on the bed. I climbed the bed and gave her the bra.

“Yeh lein,” ( Here), I said.

She took it in her hands and put the bra straps on.

“Aray beta yeh to front-fasten hai” (Oh son this is a front-fastening bra).

“Oh Ma mujhe mila nahi aur koi. Aap khud dekh lo na,” I said, getting a little antsy. I was nervous. (Mom I couldn’t find another one, why don’t you look for one yourself?)

She let out a deep sigh and got up. In her panties! With no bra! With me looking! Then she bent over, and pulled her shalwar (Indian pajamas) up on her ass and walked to the closet.

Her ass was round as an apple. Big as a full moon and light colored like ice cream. I just wanted to touch it. Once. It was the kind of ass, which if you touch with your cock, your cock might skid and slide and get buried inside her pussy within seconds.

She was bent over in the closet and found another black bra I guess.

“Dekho mil gaya, ab jaldi karo, Ma nangi hai,” she said with a semi-laughter. (See, I found one, now hurry up, mom is naked can't you see).

“Haan do jaldi see”, I said ok as she sat on the bed once again and put the bra on. I climbed the bed and took the straps. I had to pull the bra straps as it was very tight and she cringed a little.

As her elbow moved back, it hit the tip of my cock head sticking out of my pants like a tent. I saw her swallow hard as her cheeks went red.

“array kholo zara”, she said loudly. (Unhook the bra!), “It is too tight.”

“Oh sorry,” I said and unhooked the bra. It was now hanging from her tits.

This situation was turning overtly sexual. She was now caressing her tits, since the bra had squeezed them so tightly.

“Beta tum itni zor se lagatay ho, ke durd hota hai,” (son it hurts if you wear the bra too tight).

“Sorry Maa, yeh buhat chota hai shayed, kiyunkay mein pehle bhi scond mein lagata tha”. (Sorry Ma but I think this one is too small, I always used to hook in the second loop). I explained.

“Haan bss ab pehley mein lagao.” (Yea but put it in the first one now.) She instructed, in a comforting tone.

I obliged, and tried to hook the bra in the first loop. It was still tight.

She gasped as her tits were squeezed and as she was about to say something, her elbow hit my hard on again.

“Ouuie.. aray…” she stopped mid-sentence when she realized I was continually hard.

“Yeh kiya hai?” (What is this?) she giggled as she turned around and pointed to the tent in my pants.

"Woh.. woh Ma...kuch nahi" (Ma.. No...Nothing at all...) I stuttered.

"Kuch Nahi? Phir yeh itna bara kiya danda hai?" (Oh yeah? It's nothing? Then what's this sticking out of your pants?)

She burst out laughing and grabbed a hold of my hard-on.

“Aiiiiii!”, I screamed as I pulled back, but she didn’t let go of my tip.

“Yeh kiya hua beta?”(What happened son?) she continued to laugh as she held on to my cock’s tip.

“Ma woo…um…” I was swallowing hard, breathing fast and was unable to talk.

“Dikhao zara…” (Show it to me)

“Lekin Ma..” (But Ma…)

“Koi maa waa nahi, bss dikhao” (No no! No excuses, just show what’s in here), she said firmly.

She was now standing up, topless. The bra which was hanging from her tits had now fallen on the bed. Her black lace panties were visible through the thin material of her shalwar. Her beautiful and succulent boobs were staring at my eyes, calling my name. She was still holding my hard-on with one hand and her other hand was near my zipper.

“Lao mujhe kholney do.” She said eagerly. (Let me open the pants).

"Ma nahi nahi..." (Ma, no please), I screamed.

"Aray sharam kiss baat ki? Tu yahan se hi nikla hai, aur sab dekha hai mein ne". (Son why be shy? You came out of here, and I have seen everything). She had pointed to her pussy while saying the last sentence.

Saying this, she unbuttoned me and let my pants fall down. My rock hard cock peeked through my boxers.

“Hai kitna lamba hai.” She laughed. (Wow this is so nice and big).

I was speechless, and was just staring at her boobs.

She pulled down my boxers and gazed at the uncut dick. The tip was peeking out through the foreskin which was glistening with pre-cum almost dripping out.

“Aray itna sukht hai aur khara hua hai to araam kiyun nahi detay ho iss bechary ko? Haan?” she criticized in a loving way. (See if it is so hard and thirsty, why don’t you satisfy it? Haan?”

“Maan, kaise araam duun?” (How can I satisfy it?) I asked plainly.

“Lao mein dikhati huun.”(Let me show you), she said and grabbed the head. She was just SO eager!

I let out a huge sigh and shook hard. She laughed slyly. Her hands were now moving up and down the shaft of my cock as she was talking to me.

“Dekho jab khara hua karey na, tu aise agay peechay hila liya karo”. (When your dick stands up like this, you should move it back and forth.”

“Yes Ma!” I gasped.

“Acha laga na?” (Feels good, right?) She continued to smile.

“Haan!” (Yes) I yelled. “Aahhhhh…”

She now had both hands on my cock.

“Lait jao beta”. (lie down on the bed son).

She took her hands off my throb as I moved back and without saying a word, just fell on the bed. My pants were near my ankles, so were my boxers and my pole was facing northward, wet with droves and droves of pre-cum. My mom’s loving hands were now back on the shaft, moving the foreskin up and down, making my tip play peek-a-boo.

“Ahhhh.” I continued to sigh and let out moans of pleasure.

Her soft and long fingers were moving up and down my cock, slipping on the pre-cum. She was breathing heavily now, as her both hands were busy working my cock.

“Kitney din se piyasa hai yeh?” (How many days have you kept your cock thirsty for?) she asked lustily.

“See how hard and long it has become, oh how it lusts for something sweet and smooth”.

Saying this, she bent over and planted her lips on my cock, licking it up and down. Slurp away she did, blowing every inch of it. I couldn’t resist now. This was a full sexual adventure!

I gathered some courage and grabbed one of my blowing mom's tits. And then pulled away.
RE: Lonely Indian Mom plans slow seduction
She looked up, moved her mouth from my cock and gasped:

“haan haan, chuu lo”. (Yes, yes, son, touch it).

I said nothing. What was there to be said?

I grabbed it again, and pinched her nipple.

“Oueii shaytaaan!” (You naughty rascal), she laughed and went to work on my cock again as I pinched her nipples.

My balls were full of cum and I was close to ejaculating now. My body stiffened up as my cock jerked. She knew what was coming and moved her mouth away.

I blew my load all over my stomach. The cum spray reached her boobs as she tried to get out of the way.

Without a doubt, this was the hardest I had ever cum in my life. All those girls who blew me, none of them equaled my mom. Maybe because this was so taboo.

This wasn’t necessarily the best blow job I had received, but this was just so sexy! So incredibly dangerous! So incredibly satisfying. Just true love and devotion. Kama sutra!

“Dekha kitni sari nikli!” (See how much came out!) she laughed.

“Ahhhh!”, I sighed in relief.

She just sat there, looking at me, with my cum droplets on her boobs.

“Ma yeh kaisee piyaas hoti hai?” I asked (Maa what kind of a thirst is this?)

“Beta yeh dil ki piyaas hai. Dil chahta hai ke tum ko sukoon ho” (Son this is your heart’s thirst. Your heart wants content and relief.”

“Sab ko?” (Everyone?) I asked in a dumb way.

“Haan sab ko. Maa ko bhi.” She dropped the bomb. (Yes, everybody, Ma wants it too).

“Maan mein aap ko aise sukoon duun?” (Ma can I do it for you?)

“Beta nahi.” (No son.) She said and looked away, getting a little down.

“Lekin maa, ap ne mujhe kiya aur aap ne itna maza diya. And I love you” (But Ma you did it to me, you gave me so much pleasure. And I love you!)

“Kaise karo gay?” (How will you do it?). She was loosening up.

“Jaisee aap ne kiya.” (Just like you did).

I wanted to lick her pussy. I wanted to see it throb and cum and want me. I wanted to taste her cum juice just like she had tasted mine.

She looked at me, then my cock, then her panties, and said…

“Beta…”. (Son)…
My eyes kept moving from her eyes to her tits and from there to her crotch. The black lace panties were clearly visible from the thin and see-through material of her loose Indian-style pajamas. Indian women wear long shirts which fall to their knees and cover the crotch area, so the bottoms they wear are usually really light colored and almost translucent. Very comfortable and silky as well.

I was still waiting for her to continue her sentence. I had made it clear to her I wanted to pleasure her just she had done to me. I wanted to lap at her pussy and lick it dry. I wanted to swallow every drop of the juices she secreted. I knew she was soft and sweet and sensuous down there. I knew she was aching for me, and I knew she wanted it just as much as I did. I knew she wanted the touch of a man down there! A soft and sensual touch at that. And who better and closer to do this to her than her son? This was incredibly arousing, sexy and oh so dangerous. What would happen to our relationship now? Were we even son and mother anymore? All these thoughts came and whizzed through my mind in a split second.

“Raja,” she said my name.

“Ma?”

“Why was it up like that?” she was referring to my dick, “Do you always think this way about me? You know we shouldn’t be doing this, right?”

Why was she asking me this now? She was the one who grabbed it in the first place! She was the one who walked to the closet topless and came back with the smallest and tightest black lace bra! She was the one who called me in to hook her bra as if nothing had happened. How could we have been normal? How could I just hook her bra like I was a kid without even feeling anything when I had just seen her topless, albeit by accident. She had to be a little careful herself, and now she was reneging.

“Ma! The pleasure you have given to me is incredible. We won’t…” I stopped.

“We won’t what Raja?” she asked.

“I only…” I stuttered again.

“My dearest… Go ahead…” she put her hand on my shoulder. Her tits were now only about two inches away from my mouth as I was leaning against the bed and she was leaning over me. She wanted it. I knew she did.

“Ma, I won’t do anything that you didn’t do to me, ok?”

She burst out in the cutest laughter.

“What do you mean?”

“N… nothing,” I stammered again and looked down. All I wanted to say was that we won’t have sex. And it was true. All I wanted was a chance to bury my face in her cunt, and give her the intense pleasure that she desired.

I wanted to do what no man had ever done to her. I knew my father would never, ever go down on a woman, even his own wife. I just wanted to lick her pussy, up and down her pussy line, and part her lips and bury my tongue in there, and I didn’t know how to communicate it to her.

She was still smiling. She was so adorable. So petite and so cute! Even if she was my mom! Part of the control I had over myself had to do with the fact that I had just had an intense orgasm. If this talk was happening pre-orgasm, I would have finished sex off by now! But these were rational moments… so I continued:

“Ma I have never seen these black bras and panties before?” I knew it was silly but I had to take the conversation down to her crotch somehow.

“Oh you are silly...” she giggled.

“They are tighter. I am sorry I hurt you.” I said and put my arm around her neck lovingly. I meant to say the word boobs but I couldn’t say it in front of her. Maternal respect still had its marks on me.

“They are not tight!” she protested, still giggling, “You just pulled too hard! It still hurts!”

Saying this, she caressed her right tit again, pinching her nipple in. Oh man was this such a turn on!

“I didn’t!” I insisted, laughing shyly.

“Yes you did, see the nipple got squished!” she took my hand and put it on her nipple. I was now feeling her tender nipple. It was erect and pointing northward. But the tip had to be the softest thing I had ever touched!

“Awwww… Wish I could make it feel better.” I said slyly.

“You silly boy,” she laughed again.

“So the panties aren’t tight either? Ma I am sure this time you bought everything a size smaller.” I insisted, smiling with lust.

“No they really aren’t.”

“But I bet if I helped you put them on you would say I pulled them too tight, right?” I chuckled like a wise guy.

“Haha!” she laughed again.

This conversation was such a turn on. Subliminally we were both rationalizing sex. Or at least oral sex. She had seen my cock, tasted it, and made me cum and I was grateful for that, but hey: I wanted to do the same to her too, part out of gratitude, part out of lust and part out of love.

“What makes you say that?” she said with a huge grin.

“I just know it Ma!” I laughed too.

“I am sure you will pull them tight so they squish my pussy, you are bad.” She said with mock anger.

“No Ma I promise I won’t squish…your p… pussy”, I stuttered.

Lust was now dropping from every word we both were uttering. Our conversations had turned to mumbles by now. With every sentence, I was exploring more and more of her soft boobs and nipples. She was intently staring at my exposed cock and getting ready to take her pajamas on. She had said the word pussy! In English! My cock was now hard again and ready to explode. She said pussy. Pussy! Hers! My mom’s. How could she talk like this and not want sex? I was rationalizing to myself. The hints were all there. I had to make a move.

“Yes you will,” she giggled, “and then say I bought small panties! And my pussy will hurt”, she again made a whimsical sad face.

“How can I ever hurt your pussy? I love you so much.”, I said, clinging to her.

This was getting silly. She HAD to cave in!

“OK try it…” she said, smiling with lust and started to open the cords of her pajamas. “And if you squish my pussy, I will punish you, ok?!” she laughed.

She stood up and let her pajamas drop on the floor. She was now standing topless, with the tiniest bikini briefs on her crotch. I could smell her pussy from a foot away. The sweet aroma was driving me nuts. I just had to dive into that furry muff!

“Ma take them off and see how softly I put them on!” I said, boasting about my soft touch.

“Ok, here…”

She grabbed the top of her panties and began to roll them down. Slowly. Sensually. Not mechanically. She took her time. She knew her loving son was about to get a ( www.indiansexstories.mobi ) full view of her doorway to heaven and she wanted to make the best out of it.

The panties rolled off. Slowly her inner thighs got exposed. The pubic hair appeared. It was neatly trimmed! She was no slob! She was preparing for this! The pussy hair was shapely, cute and oh so inviting. A perfect triangle that reached the upper part of the pussy lips and disappeared on the sides.

Her thighs were hairless. Her crotch only sported that triangle surrounding the cunt. Sexy to the max! Her panties coming off was poetry. Slow and sensual and inviting. The panties let go of her lips down below. They fell through into the open air. The aroma reached my nostrils, driving me insane. Beauty at its best. I must admit I am a pussy admirer. And how much admiration I had for this pussy? I can’t explain here.

Neither of us had uttered a word as she rolled her panties off. Her cheeks looked flushed. Her eyes looked dry and were wide open. Her breathing, just as mine, was now at its peak. The panties were now around her knees. Someone had to break this silence. But my voice was hoarse. I said:

“Ma…”

But she cut me off.

“See, now put them on, hurry!!” she was half laughing and was half shy.

“Ok…” I immediately got up and grabbed the panties. I made sure I touched the area that had touched her pussy. She giggled and looked into my eyes, but didn’t say anything. She was so observant!

“Raja hurry! Mom is naked you silly thing!” she yelled. (She said in Hindi: Raja jaldi kar, Ma nangi hai!)

I slowly moved the panties up. I straightened the rolls and moved the panties toward the crotch. They were now hugging her pussy lips.

I made sure I moved them all the way up! I almost gave her a wedgie.

“Ouuuuuuuiiiiii…!” She screamed!

I was still holding the panties tight on her pussy.

“See I knew you it! You rascal.” She was laughing and giggling and was moving her legs real fast.

I was giggling too.

“Ma what happened?” I asked in a dumb way.

“See you squished my pussy…” she said with mock sadness, her cheeks were now rose red!

“Aww…. I am sorry…”

Saying this, I began to rub her pussy up and down with my finger. Just a soft sensual massage.

“Ma just lie down, lemme see where it hurt ok?” I said, dreamily.

“OK but be careful, don’t squish it!” she commanded, then laughed and laid back on the bed.

This was time to go to work! I had no restrictions. Open access!

I continued to caress her cunt lips from outside the panties on the sides. I was tracing where the panties went, up and down, occasionally touching her clit. She was so wet now, the panties were almost dripping.

“I am so sorry I hurt you Ma, lemme make you feel better.” I said as she moaned.

I occasionally lifted the panties and moved my hands inside to touch her lips. She didn’t say anything and just continued to moan. I hunched over as she lay caressing her boobs and licked the panty lines. She twitched and giggled.

She loved it! I traced the panty lines with my tongue now, caressing her pussy lips with my hands. She was lifting her butt and letting me touch her ass crack. I moved my hands up and grabbed the panties from the top. There was no stopping now. No taboos. No inhibitions. No second thoughts. I slowly got up and rolled her panties down her crotch. She lifted her ass and assisted me in taking them off.

“I love you Ma!” I cried as I dived into the muff.

She was pushing her clit into my face. The juices were smearing my nose and mouth now as I lapped at her like a cat. I licked up and I licked down. She was now crying with pleasure. I knew no one had ever done this to her before. This was the intense kind of pleasure I knew I could give and I was giving to her. Oral sex is so taboo and so fulfilling, the apex of love for both partners!

Her legs were shaking violently as she pinched and grabbed her boobs. I was reaching up and caressing her love balloons with my long arms as my mouth did a job on her pussy.

“Ooooooo…. Lick it Raja!” she cried.

Her muffled moans had now grown into cries of pleasure.

“My pussy is burning Raja! Lick it! Make it feel goooooooooood…” she yelled.

My lapping had increased. I pierced my tongue inside her parted lips, and into the hole. I was now fucking her with my long and fat tongue, moving in and further in, but never totally out! Her hips were now moving with my tongue. The movements were rhythmic and totally in sync. We shared the same blood! Why wouldn’t they be? She knew me better than anyone else! And I knew her better than anyone else.

“Ahhhhh… this neeeeeever happened….. ever!!!”, she screamed.

I knew it. No one had ever gone down on her.

I continued to lick and suck her pussy. The throbbing pussy lips were vibrating with pleasure. The cunt was red and the blood flow there was immense! I knew all her nerve ending were being stimulated. I knew where to go! I knew what to do.

Our rhythmic tongue fucking continued and her body started to get tense. She yelled out a cry and pinched her boobs. She bit her lip hard and yelled:

“Rajaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…Fuck me hard!”

I tried to dive in as far as I could.

“Fuck me like your little whore girlfriends! Fuck me like a dog you motherfucker!” (Chod de! Maderchod! Chod de apni Ma ko! Harami ke pillay!)

I took a finger, pushed up her cunt and dove in further. I licked her asshole, moved my tongue all over her ass crack and caressed her sweet tasting and aroma filled pussy as long as she wanted.

Her body was really tense now.

“Ahh! Ahhh! Ahh! Ok! Ok!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!”

I knew would cum any minute now. Secretly in my heart I wished she came harder than she ever did before. I wished she came harder than I did. I wished I pleasured her more than she did to me. I loved her, adored her.

She suddenly jerked her pussy and parted her legs even farther. She was now ready to explode, and explode she did.

“oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh…”

She yelled and exploded onto my face, smearing my eyes, nose and mouth with delicious cum. The sticky pussy juice was now all over my face as the after effects of the orgasm were now subsiding.

“Ahh.. Ahh.. Ahh..” she was panting.

I moved back but kept my hand on top of her pussy, helping her relax.

“Ah. Raja. My son, my love, my life. I love you.”

“Mom I love you more!”

She was now on relaxing, slowing down on her back, caressing her tits. She touched her pussy and tried to calm it down. It was still red and throbbing.

“See you hurt my pussy after all…” she said, smiling with tired eyes.

“I did?”

“I am joking, silly. Come up here.” She smiled with affection as she pulled me up toward her chest.

I moved up and she hugged me tight. I lay on top of her. She rolled over and we both lay on our sides for hours, hugging tight and just relaxing, skin to skin. Our crotches met. She didn’t say a word. The entire time, I lay next to her with a throbbing cock touching her pussy.

“This was the best time I have ever had,” she confessed during our pillow talk.

All I could do was smile. We kissed and went to sleep for hours.