Me And My Mom In The City

I am an Indian man of 22 who lives in the city of Varanasi with his mother Rukmani and Uncle Satish.  I was 11 when my father died making me a orphan and my mother a widow.  My mother at that time was only 31.  She was not much educated so pulling the life alone was not possible for her.  Her elder brother Satish was living alone too due to the fact that his wife divorced him.  A deal was struck between him and my mother that she will look after his house and he in return will take her and my care.  My uncle was kind to me as he had no children of his own.  He was a bit bitter about women in general because he felt that his wife cheated on him.  He put certain restraints over mom so most of her time was spent inside the house, either doing kitchen work or doing puja.  She used to wear white saree only but otherwise she was a beautiful woman.  She never talk dirty words and was always polite with others.  I was her obedient son and she loved me very much.  She always provided me whatever I needed.  She use to give me milk in every night.  Always check whether I am hungry or not.  She never allowed me to do any naughty things which can harm anybody.  I respected my mother a lot and never thought wrongly about her.  I however, was in an age when my interest in opposite sex was natural.

The incident narrated here took place last year when I completed my graduation and started looking for a job.  My mother wanted me to find a job in the same city which was not easy.  Uncle Satish was a shopkeeper and he wanted me to join him.  Keeping in mind his rigid behaviour I was not interested in joining him.  One fateful day I was coming out of my room but not looking forward.  I ran headlong into my Mother, who was coming towards my room at some speed.  I grabbed her to keep her from falling but she was hurt.

"O Ma Uff...I am dying!" she squealed

I held her as we struggled to keep our balance.

"Sorry, mom, I was just trying to hurry." I braced myself for her angry reply.

"You were not looking ahead Raja, where was your mind," Amma snapped and rubbed her chest in pain.  The 'pallu' of her saree fell away and revealed her blouse.  Her blouse was showing her cleavage.  Only then I realised that Amma is not a typical woman.  She has a lot of charm in her.

"You too came running Amma.  But I am sorry." I said,

"I'm sorry Raja, I've just had a lot of things on my mind.  Next time just...  just be more careful and watch where your going." As she advised me this, she bit her lip in a manner I saw only in movies.

"Come on mom its only a small hit."

"You men are strong we women are not." She groaned

"Ok Amma, next time I'll watch where I'm...  going." I replied.

She turned away and her cheeks were flushed with anger or embarrassment, or both.  After recovering I felt that my cock was rising in my pants without any logic.  Perhaps it was her groaning or show of cleavage that made me realise that she was a woman with a very soft body.

She was 42 but her figure was not ripe like many women her age.  She had lovely facial features and hardly any wrinkles.  She had really nice, round eyes, sensual lips and a pretty nose.  Her hairs long and black which she always tied into a bun at the back.  Because her physical work my mother's figure is perfect, she has firm tight belly long shapely legs, BIG breasts and wide hips to match.  She use to wear saree always.  Most of the time she kept her pallu above her head.  I never saw her showing her body to others.  She was a god fearing woman who do a lot of 'puja'.

I was trying to forget that incident of my collision with mom when something more interesting happened.  One day mother asked me to take her to a nearby temple.  We walked some distance in a hot day so we started sweating.  Amma as usual was dressed in a white cotton saree.  The puja took almost an hour.  By the time we came out from the temple mom said to me,

"Raja, I am melting like a butter."

We reached home but to our bad luck there was no electricity.  My mother asked me to lit her a candle so she could go in bathroom.  I grabbed a candle from the kitchen took it to her room.  Thinking herself alone Amma had taken her saree off.  She was startled by my presence but when she saw the candle she welcomed me in her room.  I could see her bare belly and alluring belly button.  Her breasts were giving away her full size and shape from under her blouse and bra, her under arms were wet.  Her short and light petticoat was wet with sweat along her legs, I could clearly see the shape of her panty hiding her secret organs.  I thought to myself why is she so protective about herself, she does n't need to wear a panty.  She was still sweating and said she needed to change.  She went to the bathroom with the door open as she needed light inside to see.

She failed to see that the angle of a mirror was showing inside of the bathroom.  I saw her shadow easily taking off each article of clothing from her body.  She then sat on the commode and I heard the noise of her peeing, then she washed her pussy and got up.  I was amazed to see that she came out in a petticoat with just a bra over her.  I said that I wanted to use the bathroom too.  I went in and first thing I saw was her panty, black-polyester and wet with sweat.  In this heat if she was wearing this, could actually burn her women-hood.  I dropped my pants and peed.  Finding my cock a bit hard I touched it and it sprang to its full glory.  I started rubbing it till I get the relief.  I didn't care if mom saw me or not.  I washed up, came out and begged her leave.  Amma looked at me in a strange way but I avoided her and moved away.

After a couple of day mom asked me to take her to a doctor.  She was having difficulty in passing stool.  The lady doctor asked me to wait outside as she wanted to check her physically.  Sitting outside I kept imagining that mom will be showing herself to strangers.  The doctor gave her a prescription and also advised her to take an enema.  We bought the castor oil and the enema bottle and then returned home.  Next day she was still uneasy so I asked about her health.  In a weeping voice she said,

"I ain't passed a thing since four days now, no matter how I strained. "

"You took the oil or not?" I asked

"It tasted bad but I took it."

"What about enema?"

"NO."

"Why not...it was necessary,"

"How can I ...  I tried but my shoulders were a little stiff."

"You could have asked a female friend to help."

"I don't have many friends and then I don't like exposing myself to anyone."

"Can I help you in anyway."

Mom thought for a long time and then said, "Your uncle Satish will never approve this."

"Come on Amma, there is no need to tell him everything."

"You would be seeing my butt hole.  It would embarrass me, a lot."

"Take me as your nurse and consider you in hospital."

"Do you know what an enema is?"

"Not truly but had some idea."

"Then I guess you wouldn't know how."

"Maybe if you showed me."

Again she thought and then said, "You promise not to look."

"I will try but I can't do much without looking."

"You will behave like a son and ...  not like a man."

"This I promise."

We were alone in the house and knew that Uncle will return in evening. We moved to her washroom but mom decided not to put the light on.  It was a little darker but it was possible to see.  Opening a closet and reaching back on the top shelf, she backed out holding a red rubber, water bottle with a long hose attached.  At the end of the hose dangled a grooved black nozzle with lots of little holes in it.

It was easy figuring out where that went.  "What do you put in it." I asked

"Warm, soapy water."

"And that black thing goes up your. . ."

"In my bottom, yes."

"I'd put that thing up you and squeeze the water out of the bag?"

"The bag hangs.  The clamp holds the water until you are ready for the flow."

"I'll do it.  Take off your clothes."

"God forgive me," she breathed hoarsely and bending over the commode seat she raised her saree and petticoat up until it reached her waist.  Her head was hiding by the upper part of Saree.  There was panty there so I got sight of something forbidden.  The mounds of her backside were tightly inflated flesh balloons.  Compare to her face complexion the complexion of her ass was much lighter.

"I don't look so pretty back there," said mom.  "You keep in mind that I am your mother with nearly locked bowels."

"We need the hot water and the soap," I reminded.

"Oh God!, I forgot." she turned quickly and dropped her saree down.

As she brushed past me, I watched her ass jiggle as she walked to the kitchen.  I heard her fill a teakettle and set it on the stove.

When she returned she hung the bag on a nail high on the wall.

"Maybe you should remove your shirt.  You wouldn't want to ruin it." she said,

I hung it on the bathroom doorknob.  I kicked off my shoes, stuffed my socks inside and placed them outside the door.  I rolled up my pants legs. I prayed she would not notice a bulge in my pants.  Bending in her old pose she again exposed her rear to me.

"There's Vaseline in the medicine cabinet."

I found the jar and removed the lid.  Kneeling behind her I surveyed the rounded mounds.  Tentatively, I parted the cheeks.  Deep within the crease, I located the brown, puckered star.  I dipped my finger into the Vaseline, then touched the spot the nozzle was to enter.  Amma quivered when I pressed in.  She moaned as I sawed in and out until my finger penetrated as far as it would go.

"Oh God.  I wish I didn't have to take all that water."

I smeared Vaseline on the curved, black nozzle and inserted it slowly.

"It feels strange," said Mom, "like it's coming out my throat."

"Are you ready for the water?"

She nodded and I opened the clamp.  Water gurgled through the hose.  I checked for leaks where her brown opening gripped the nozzle.  I could not imagine this happening.  I knew as soon as I will be alone I would yank off at least twice or I would never go to sleep.  I ran my hands over broad expanses of her flesh.  I caressed and squeezed handfuls, enthralled by the yielding warmth.

She wriggled and moaned.  "So full, I don't know if I can hold it all."

"You have to."

"How much is left?"

I checked the reservoir.  "Nearly half."

"Oh God!  I'll never make it."

Kneeling beside her, I urged her shoulders down and elevated her butt. I pried her legs apart and I had the sight of my life.  Her vaginal lips winked inches from my face.

"Stop it for a minute.  Rub my belly, please.  I feel so full." she requested, weight on her elbows, forearms crossed, her head down and turned away.  The hose protruded from between the ass cheeks like a long, obscene tail.

My mother I was sure, did not realize the extent of her exposure of her privates.  I smacked her lightly.  An upwardly aimed hand encountered crisp moist hair.  "I'll try," I promised.

I reached under her and kneaded the distended belly flesh swaying under my fingers and felt the sudsy water slosh inside her.

"That feels good," purred my Amma

After sometime she asked me to withdraw my hands.  "Oooh," she moaned "l feel like I got to pee."

"The water's gone.  I think you got it all." i announced

She raised up, the hose wagging in her bottom as she rose to her knees. "You better pull that thing out so I can move.  I don't know how long I'll hold it.

The nozzle slipped out easily although Mom seemed to exert pressure to hinder its withdrawal.

She turned around to sit on the toilet.  "Thank you dear, now you can go."

As I put my shirt on I saw her eying the bulge in my pant.  None of spoke but that look of her gave me the impression that she was taking as much interest in me as I was in her.  By getting a look at her privates I was full of lust for her but didn't have the courage to make a move.

Same night I came out of my room to drink water.  I saw that door of her room was open.  A wind was blowing through the open window.  I decided to close the door when I met a wonderful sight inside.  In the light of night bulb I saw my mother sleeping.  The 'Pallu' of her saree was dropped to a side and her blouse covered breasts and bare belly were visible for my eyes. I immediately thought that its wrong to look at her.  I went near her to reset her pallu but then my lust took over.  Looking at her bare belly made me touch her there.  It was warm and going up and down slowly.  She was sleeping deeply.  Getting bolder I sat down near her and kissed lightly at her belly button.  Finding no response from her I licked her there.  It tasted salty and sweet at the same time.  It was a mistake.  It awoke her. "Raja" I heard her say and got up.  "What are you doing here."

"Just re-setting the pallu which was blown by the wind."

I said and moved away.  At that time she kept silent but next day at breakfast she looked at me with anger.  When I tried to talk to her she was not very responsive.

"How is your constipation?"

"None of your business."

"What's the matter?" I asked thogh I knew the reason.

"You were always the good child, so it really shocked me to catch you like that,"

"What Amma....I told you...." I tried to repeat my point of view but she cut me half way.

"I am not a child Raja.  You are crossing the line."

Realising my mistake I whimpered my apologies and begged forgiveness by saying:

-�Amma please don't hate me, I can't live if you hate me -�.

Amma looked at me and I saw the anger in her eyes.  She walked towards me and touched my face, raising my face up with her right hand to look at her.  "Raja, it's -- it -(TM)s -- okay -- you and still my son --.  I don't hate you." She paused and then said, "What's done is done.  But it won't be repeated."

I reached out to her and put my hands on her shoulders.  I looked straight into her eyes, waited while she looked away, then looked back.  She looked sad.  "I really am sorry, Amma,".  My finger straightened slightly on her shoulders, but she made no response.  "I shouldn't have done what I- what-" I trailed off.  Her expression didn't change.  I stepped forward and hugged her, but she was unresponsive, and barely put her arms around me, then pushed me away after a second.  "Amma?" I asked.

"I want to go and do some house chores," she said quietly.

I let go of her and walked out to my room.  I pulled off my t-shirt, balled it up, and threw it at the door.  The situation felt hopeless.  I scrubbed my face with my hands furiously, as if I could wash away all the emotions that churned within me.  The feelings of rejection that were running through me were overwhelming.  I just wanted Amma to love me.  What was going on?  Why couldn't I say what I wanted.  Hell, what did I want?  What did she want?  The questions kept coming.  Did she hate me for what had happened?  Resent me?  Did she want it to happen again, or for us never to speak of it?  I felt frustrated and alone, and the happiness which had briefly sustained me slowly ebbed away.

At usual time of lunch I avoided going to kitchen.  After some time I saw my mom coming with the trey of food in her hand.  As I saw rice, a dry vegetable dish, nice Sambhar, curd, and papad I felt hungry.  Amma came near and said,

"Get up....come on get up."

"I really am not hungry."

"No a little food won't hurt you much."

She put the trey on side table and I reluctantly started eating.  She sat down on a chair and looked at me for some time.  I finished half way and thanked her.  She came near me.  Then I felt her hands on my shoulders. Her touch, just that tiny bit of touch was like calm poured onto my emotional storm, and it blew everything out of my mind.  She ruffled hiars of my head.  Her touch was so smooth, it was like nothing I had felt before. I was afraid to do anything to break the spell of the moment, so I continued to just sit there.  My mother repeated the movement of her hands over my head and then her hands slid down onto the front of my shoulders and pulled me against her body.  I felt my head resting on the softness of her belly.  She rubbed her hands softly up and down from my neck to my upper arms, and electricity crackled underneath her palms and fingers.  Energy was coursing wildly through my body, and my heart was racing, but I remained outwardly calm, concentrating only on how good it felt to have my Amma touching me again.

"I'm sorry," she murmured finally.  "I'm sorry for being rude to you, Raja."

I tried to move back to look up at her, but she held me pressed against her soft stomach.  "Amma," I replied quietly, "It's me who should be sorry. And I am.  I am so sorry.  I have never felt so empty before."

"Oh, my darling, Raja." she said in a concerned voice, it catching in her throat.  "I don't want you to feel like that.  I'm so sorry." She bent down over me, and as she did I felt the meaty heaviness of her breasts touching and then dragging over the top of my head before they plopped down behind me as she continued to bend over, inadvertently dragging her left breast over my neck as she did.

"I love you, Amma," I said in a muffled voice.  "I'm so sorry.  I don't even know how to feel."

"It's okay," my Amma said.  She hugged my head to her, rocking it gently back and forth, and then she kissed the top of my head.  "I don't know how to feel either." She unwrapped her arms from me and lifted my chin with her fingers, looking into my eyes with her deep brown ones.  "But I do know that I love you, and just in a miss my baby boy." She let her hand drop.  "I do miss you, you know."

She stood there, and I pushed myself up from the bed, stood, and turned to face her.  I could see that her saree pallu had fallen, and her blouse clad breasts were exposed to my eager eyes.  Her belly, her navel, again making me excited and hopelessly attracted to her.

I don -(TM)t know if it was my imagination but I saw her nipples outlined on her blouse.  Her nipples were stiff, and though I could not see, I could imagine their dark plumpness and also large brown circles of her aureoles.  She didn't move, but her breathing deepened as I inspected her, and when my eyes lifted to her face, she was smiling shyly.

I stood up and smiled at her, "I don't know exactly what to say, Amma," I began, "but I can't bear the thought of us hating each other.  I couldn't bear it." I almost sobbed as I spoke the words, holding back the wast wave of emotion that swept over me.

"I agree," my Amma replied in a husky voice, and the relief rushed through me like a flood.

That was the end of mistrust but it was not enough for me.  I wanted to make her mine.  I was not sure what there was something going inside her too.  One morning when It was early I awoke to find myself erect.  Sensing some one near the door I kept pretending that I was deep asleep.  From corner of one eye I saw mom looking at me.  She whispered my name but I kept quiet and kept my eyes closed.  She had ample time to see 'me'.  I might have appeared to be sleeping or in a dream state to her.  For a long time she remained standing in the door and then she moved away.

One day I saw nice photos of some wrestlers and body builders and bought them.  I pinned them on the wall of my room.  When Amma saw them, she was amazed to see the well built bodies of those men but then she got serious. "you know your uncle Raja he will kill me for promoting you to do such things" she said, Me: "Don't worry Amma I'll handle uncle Satish." Amma: "But how?" she asked Me: "I will tell him that I am planing to build my body and these photos are for comparison." Amma: "You already have a nice body Raja." she smiled Me: "I don't believe you." I said with sadness in my voice Amma: "Why that?  I am truthful." Me: "No girl is attracted to me." I said Amma: "I don't know about girs but my cousin Kapil and his wife want me to consider their daughter Drona for you." Me: "Oh no Amma please not that girl." Amma: "What's wrong with her?" Me: "She is too slim and too dark." Amma: "So you don't like slim and dark.  What then you like." Me: "I like a woman like you." Amma: "Like me?  what is so special in me." Me: "You have got body of a goddess.  No god fearing man can resist you." Amma: "Now you are getting naughty, I go." She went away with a smiling face.  The problem was that despite these incidents I was getting no where because mom was not giving me any welcome

signals.

The only freedom my uncle gave to mom was doing grocery shopping.  Normally sons get horrified when their mom take them to a shopping mall, but for me it was the opposite.  Whenever I go shopping with mom I feel a closeness to her.  She used to shop in a general store near our house but one day I took her to a big supermarket.  She wasn't at all impressed by the items for sale in the supermarket.  Looking at the ready-made food type of items she remarked,

"Don't people do anything for themselves any more?"

"It's the way it is," I said.  "Folks now a days are too busy to cook, I guess."

"I think it's just bein' lazy," Mother snorted.

"Why don't you try some too."

"Hey Raja, Am I not cooking tasty?."

"You are a wonderful cook Amma."

I was pushing the shopping cart and Mother was walking beside me.  We continued walking through the store, picking up things Mother needed.  I added a few things I needed, too.  Then mom saw the women section.  She moved there for only a look but when a sales girl approached her she asked about a certain brand of bra and panty.  Girl said that the brand is out of stock but there many similar brands, She asked mom to browse through from the brands available.  I stood there and looked around nervously.  Seeing that I hadn't followed her, mom motioned to me with her hand.

Seeing her look at the white one I remarked.  "Why don't you try different colors."

"Hey don't forget I am a widow."

"You are a widow not by your choice mom and the things you are buying are worn under the cloths."

She looked convinced and for a change she picked up a black bra and a black panty.  When she handed them to sale girl, she looked at their sizes and said, "I think Mam, they will be a little loose on you."

"I know my size." Mom said

"After some time most people gain wait but some loose it too." sales girl said and mentioned another size to mom.

"I feel this will be tight on me."

"Why don't you try them Mam.  we have a try room here." The girl sugested

"You are right...." saying this mom turned and went towards the try room.

She went inside the try room and closed the door.  There was no one else near, so I felt a huge sense of relief as I waited for her.  It would have been embarrassing standing in front of the ladies changing room, if there had been other people nearby watching.  Then I heard my name.  She was calling me near the try room.  She handed me back the set given by the sales girl and asked me to bring the one she selected first.

"Tell her the bra is lifting my breasts too high and the panty is pressing my belly."

While grabbing bra and the panty I watched from the slit of the door.  I could not believe my eyes.  Mom was standing inside naked.  As she closed the door I ran to the sales girl and asked for another set.  Moving back I handed the new set to mom.  Once again she gave me an exhibition of her body for a brief moment.  After some time she came out fully dressed.

"I was right about my size but this sales girl wasted my time." She said

Just when we were leaving the women section two girls entered there.  One of them was Preeti, one of my class fellows.  Seeing me she said, "Hi Raja."

I introduced her with my mom.  We talked some and she asked me to exchange phone numbers.  I never had any interest in her.  One of my friend was attached to her and she took my number to give it to him.  Still mom looked at her with suspicion.

After paying the bill we took a taxi and moved home.  Mother didn't look at me or say anything during the journey.  We arrived at the house and carried the bags from the supermarket in without talking.  There was no conversation while we put the things we'd purchased away, either.  I knew I had to do something.  I had taken the things I bought into my room and put them away, then I returned to the kitchen.  Mother was standing at the sink, looking out the window.  I could see she was sad.

"Mother, what's going on?" I asked

"Nothin'" she murmured.  "Nothin' at all."

"You sure are being quiet," I said.

"Don't have nothin' to say."

Since the change in her behavior occurred while we met Preeti I decided to check.

"I think you're jealous," I said.

"Why should I be jealous?" Mother snapped back.

"Good question," I said.  "Why should you be?"

"I'm not."

"You don't need to be jealous of Preeti...or anyone else," I said.

"She...she was showing interest in you." Mother said.

"She is attached to one of my friends named Jozy." I said.

"I am happy to hear that because I don't want a slut to be my daughter in law." she said

"I told you mom what my preference is for my wife." I said and began running my fingers lightly up and down Mother's arms.  She leaned back against me and I felt a little shudder run through me.  I'd already started to get an erection; having her bottom pressing against me hastened the effect.  I bent my head and kissed Mother's neck under her hair.  She shuddered.

"You are getting naughtier day by day." She said

It caused her bottom to move wonderfully against my erection.  I slid my hands down her arms again, then I moved them and cupped her breasts.  This time Mother turned angry.

"Do this type of thing to sluts like Preeti.  I am you mother."

She pushed me away and smiling I let her go.  That day I felt very happy. Mom was jealous seeing me with a girl.  It meant there is some hope.

Then my luck smiled on me big.  Two or three things happened one after other.  I won some amount of money on a prize bond.  Just after that Uncle Satish gave some money to Amma for keeping save.  Same day one of her female relative came for a short loan.  The woman wept so much that without consulting uncle my amma gave money to her.  To her bad luck uncle demanded that money just a couple of days later.  Mom was in a fix.  She knew telling about loan will make my Uncle very angry.  She told her brother that she is not remembering where she kept money exactly but find it soon. He was angry over her forgetfulness.  He gave another day to find it.

In her worry She told me the truth and became teary.  She told me the the relative refused to pay early and she don't have anything to sell.  I consoled her and promised to help her.  She asked me to lend her the amount I won in prize bond.  That was my big opportunity so I handed her the money and said,

"Will I get something in return?"

"What do you want."

"A couple of kisses from you and that's all."

I knew either she will slap me or walk out but I had to take my chance.

"You nasty rascal, take back your money."

She handed me the money and started moving away.

"It was not a big deal.  Just think about the anger you are going to face from uncle when he will learn the truth." I said,

She stopped and looked at me for a long time.  She licked her lips and swallowed, unconsciously smoothing her saree over her body as she slowly walked back in the room.  Finally she spoke.

"Since when you got interested in me."

"Since giving you an enema." I replied

"You promised to behave like a son" she said

"The promise was for that day and I kept it full."

"Oh god, what a mistake I made."

"The love bug has smitten me Amma."

"Why you want to kiss me?"

"I just wants to be near you."

"A couple of kisses.  Is that all."

"Sure."

"Then Make it quick, I have other works to do."

I was overjoyed.  I bolted the door and came near her.  She was breathing heavy.  Before I could do something she came close and rubbed her closed lips over my closed lips.

"Okay now." she said,

"Thats not a kiss Amma, I want it proper."

I caught her by the back of her head and pulled her to me.  She seemed to resist momentarily before opening her mouth and letting me push my tongue into hers.  Now I'd never kissed a woman before, so I didn't really know what to expect but she seemed to be at least feigning enthusiasm, maybe thinking that she could extricate herself by pleasing me quickly.  The kiss was long and intense; her tongue was nimble as she licked my teeth and rolled it around mine.  I pressed myself against her: her body felt wonderfully firm yet her breasts were soft against my chest.  My hands wandered down to her arse which I squeezed and fondled.  She tensed against me; I couldn't tell whether it was because of me touching her bottom or because of my erection pressing against her belly.

She pushed me away.  "That's enough, Raja.  Stop now, I've done what you asked for.  Now give me the money and that'll be the end of it." Her tone was now more like that of a mother.

"Let me feel your breasts too," I demanded

"What!  No.  Never!" she replied indignantly and crossed her arms defensively across her magnificent bosom.  "You promised to keep it to kisses."

"Lets make another deal." I suggested

"It will be another nasty thing I know, but go spell it out."

"If you go now you 'ill have to pay me back in a week and I know It will be difficult for you.  If you let me feel your breasts then you can keep the money forever."

"Dirty mind, dirty thoughts.  I had no idea I gave birth to a devil" She said but then she looked toward the bolted door.  She took a deep breath, uncrossed her arms and stepped towards me once more.

"Well, come on then," she said petulantly.  I was astounded.  I hadn't really thought it would work.  But I barely hesitated before reaching out to squeeze her breasts through the blouse.  They were firm yet wonderfully soft and too big for my hands.  I pinched her slightly hard nipples and lifted them up.  My cock felt harder than I could ever remember it being.

I couldn't help moaning, "Oh, god, they're amazing." their aroma and their feel was very erotic.

"Slow down, Raja.  I'm a human not a cow; take your time but time doesn't mean forever." I looked up at her face.  She was smiling with perhaps a hint of pride.  Her mentioning of cow made me harder.  Her voice was extraordinarily seductive.  I hadn't noticed until then but she smelt faintly of something flowery.

"OK.  But you have to take your top off.  I want to see them better.  They're just the most glorious things...." I stumbled to an inarticulate halt.

She bit the side of her lip nervously as she thought.  "All right.  But that's as far I'll go." She turned briskly around, unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it onto the bed.  She slowly turned back.

"What do you think.  I am not different from any other female?" She was still in her bra which was white.  Her bosom was smooth, creamy and expansive.

"I had no idea they are so beautiful."

"Here, feel them but don't pinch them." She reached out and brought my hands to her breasts while watching me carefully.  I think she was making the experience as erotic as possible for me so I'd come in my pants and then leave her alone.  It was a struggle not to do so.

I squeezed and fondled them again.  This time her nipples were hard and I could glimpse their redness through the lace.  Excitedly I tried to pull her bra down but she stopped me.  "Wait," she said and reached behind her and UN-clipped it.  "I am not doing it for money but just to fulfil one of your wish."

And there they were.  Her breasts were sagging but only a little.  The nipples were reddish-brown, quite large and very erect.  My hands wandered all over her glorious bosom, glorying in its fullness.  I tweaked and pinched her nipples repeatedly.  I bent my head down so that I could take them in my mouth.

"No Raja, No!" she pushed me away.

I held her firmly, "You've got to let me."

She looked at me for a few seconds, sighed, nodded briefly and closed her eyes.  She wasn't smiling anymore.  I think she'd realised that she wasn't as in control of the situation as she'd hoped.  The feeling of those hard nipples in my mouth was indescribable.  As I flicked my tongue around them and sucked hard, she gasped.  Compared to me she was experienced.  She put one of her hand over my hardness and rubbed.  That did it for her.  I ejaculated in my pants.  She pulled herself away.  Quickly she put her bra and blouse back.  Before leaving the room she said,

"I feel sorry for you son.  What you did you did against my will.  Now remember your promise."

"The promise is only this money.  Not for always."

"Go to hell."

It took me a lot of time to clean myself after her departure.  I wanked again when I repeated the entire episode in my mind.

For one week nothing happened.  Then came the Holi, the festival of colors marking the arrival of spring after the harsh winter.  It is a period of gay abandon and wanton lust roams freely in the guise of merry making.  During Holi one can see people coming out of their shells and expressing their desires.  My uncle and mom used to avoid this festival by hiding them inside home.  I was allowed to play outside with friends and neighbors.  I was not a boy anymore but as the day approached I went out to taste some bhang and see other enjoy.  When some of my friends dragged me into colors I became a part of it.  Just when I was about to return home a idea struck me.  My Uncle was gone to another city and Mom was alone in the house.  I asked my friends to do me a favour.

They were overjoyed at my suggestion.  We went together to my home but I remained behind and let them do the job.  They rung the bell and mom opened the door thinking me at the door.  Suddenly the four young men opened their color pumps and drenched her in colors.  The water jet splashed on her chest and drenched her before she could react.  All she did was to raise her hands against her face.

"You bastards ...  I will tell ..." before she can complete her sentence they were gone.  Then she saw me coming and shouted.  "Is that your idea ...fool."

"Calm down Amma ...  they were not known to me."

"Why Me then?" Letting me inside she closed the door.

"These guys were doing this to many aunties in the neighborhood."

"Look at Me ...  what they have done...  thank god Bhayya is not here."

There was color on her face, on her neck and on her belly but her saree was so drenched that it was highlighting every curve of her figure.  Incredibly, I found she was not wearing bra underneath the blouse and everything could be seen.  Her saree clung to her body and her blouse was now transparent.  I could see her breasts clearly, contoured fully by the drenched cloth, nipples taut in the cold water and jutting out and the dripping with water which made them seem oh-so-suckable.  She looked down and saw her breasts, completely revealed; the blouse was a mere apology of a garment.

Leaving me in the living room she ran to her bathroom.  She wanted to clean but soon realised that colors were not erazeable.  I heard her call my name from her bathroom.  When I reached there I saw that she had already taken off her saree and standing only in petticoat and blouse.  her face was wet and her voice was teary,

"Those sons of bitches used permanent colors...  Oh god when Bhayya or any other will see color on me what he or she will think of me."

"Look mom I too am drenched in colors and they are same.  they will fade after a couple of days."

"Waht couple of days ...  No Raja I want to remove them now."

"Water and soap are not enough to remove them."

"Please find a solution....please."

"Listen mom I bought one cream for this purpose but it will not be enough for two."

"You can buy another ...  give that to me."

I put my hand in my pocket and brought out a tube.  She almost snatched it from me.

And she stood there a few inches away wearing a blouse, which seemed a few sizes small for her.  So that her breasts without any bra to contain them were spilling out and I could see the top half of her tits.  She rubbed some cream on her face and tries to wash it.  I saw her nipples as she bent to pick water in the jar to throw at her face.

"OK Amma, see you later." I said and started moving.

"Stop Raja." She cried.  "The color is still not going."

"You are trying too fast Amma."

"Show me how it is used." She came out of bathroom.

I asked her to stand in my front.  Slowly I took some cream from the tube and spread it over her face.  She did not seem to pay any attention to the fact that I, her young son could see her almost in a semi-nude condition.  Her cheeks were soft and lips juicy.

"Let it get dry first...  that is way." I said and handed her the tube again.

"I can't reach every part of my body ...Raja do me a favour ....  apply it on other parts too."

I sat down and tried to put cream on one of her feet which has some color on it.

"No...  not there...they will be covered by shoes.  My neck and belly please."

"And back..."

"Is that got color too?"

"O Yeah."

"OH God...then back too."

"For that you have to take your blouse off."

"What ...  No...  you can use the cream around the blouse."

"It is so wet mom that wearing it is making no difference."

"You always win."

Saying this she dropped her blouse and stood in my front half naked.  Looking at her bare breasts was tempting but I resisted.  Started from her neck and back I applied cream on her belly.  I took my time on belly and then I grabbed her tits.

"NO...  NO..."

"They are dirty too ...  let me clean them."

"Uff....Ma meri."

Slowly I started mauling her breasts.  She made a feeble protest, more like a loud whisper.  I stopped and asked her to sit and wait.  I went inside the bathroom and applied the remainingg cream on my face.  When I returned in room I saw her stting silent with her boobs jutting out,.

"Its time to take a shower.'

"Okay." she said and started moving towards the bathroom.  As she moved in I followed.

"What Raja ..."

"I want to take a shower too...  and I will help you clean better."

Reluctantly she took her last garment off and let her hair loose.  I asked her to stand under the shower and dropped my dress.  I rubbed her back and washed my face.  As we came face to face I embraced her.  She was pushing me off with her hands but I held her strongly and nailed both her hands above her head with one hand.  Using my free hand, I covered her mouth and whispered into her ears.

"Amma, please help me.  I can't live like this.  I have to have sex with you.  I am going crazy...nobody will ever know...this will be our secret....whatever happens here stays and dies here...please."

She stopped pushing at me and loosened up.  I felt that my justification was headed the right way.  She was staring into my eyes as if listening carefully.  I faked some tears in my eyes so as to convince her completely. I said

"I have never craved for anything else in my whole life.  It is like a void in my life.  Am not able to concentrate or focus and am losing it... " She closed her eyes and tears swelled in the corner of her eyes.  "Please Amma...please let me just put it inside you once...I promise I won't ask again...please just do this big favor for me if u are really concerned about me..."

She remained still after I said this.  She had her eyes closed.  I can see the crack in her thinking definably she started to see me differently. I continued.

"Please...  don't destroy me..think of it as a bad dream and forget it tomorrow morning...please.."

After few more sobs, she nodded her head and I didn't know if it was a permission to fuck or to take my hand off.  I assumed its the latter.

Slowly, I removed my hands.  Her eyes opened reluctantly.  She looked back at me.  And after a long pause said,

"I don't know if this is right or wrong...I don't want to lose such a darling son..  If once can get you over your lust for me, then...."

My heart was pounding hard by now and my cock harder.  I kissed her again.

"I feel ashamed...but just for this one time...  Just for once u can satisfy your lust...please don't ask again...even this once, am not sure if its the right thing to do...oh god!  You have to promise me..that if I let you have sex with me tonight, you will never ask or talk about sex with me...promise??."

"I promise" I said without letting the moment slip by.

"This will be the happiest moment in my life...you are my goddess.."

I released her hands from my grip.  I wanted to impale her with my penis before she had second thoughts.  I licked her tears and kissed her more.  Once I rubbed my tongue over her lips I felt her bring her tongue out.  I grabbed it in my lips and sucked.  her breathing was disturbed.  I picked her in my arms and took her to her bed.  After putting her down I stepped back and let her see my cock.  I held my cock in my hand and slowly pulled the skin back exposing my thick swollen knob to my mother -(TM)s intense gaze.  Seeing my doubly swollen knob mom involuntarily widened her thighs to the full extent.  Now in this intense heat both of us were loosing our control.

I could see the anticipation on her face as her eyes twitched the moment my stiff penis touched her inner thighs.  I took hold of my penis and slowly started guiding it towards her hole.  The moment my penis head came in contact with her slit, she pushed me on my chest.  I was disappointed thinking that she had second thoughts.

"Stop...We can't do this without a condom..." she said.

"...I don't have condoms here..." I said and my heart missed a beat

"What if I get pregnant??  Its risky.  Let's not complicate things...please...let's do it tomorrow.  You can buy condoms and we can do it safely..."

I was worried that she might change her mind the next day.  And her suggestion to use a condom ascertained that she was voluntarily participating in sex.  I thought of pushing my luck to see if I could get her to fuck me today as well.

"Tomorrow uncle will come back.  I so desired to do it right now..."

While saying that I slowly moved my cock across her slit.  I could feel that she was getting wet.

"But we can't...let's wait...aah!...for another day...please can we?" She asked.

"Listen...can I insert and pull out real quick?  Please at least let me feel how it is to be inside you...I will be careful not to cum inside...I will pull out..and tomorrow I will have condoms with me...please Amma ...please." I pleaded.

"That is risky....what if you are not able to pull out in time??" She asked.

"Don't worry I will pull out...I promise..please just once..".

While we were talking, I was getting her hornier and I could see it in her eyes.  After a pause, she said

"Ok...but put it in and pull out fast...and don't cum inside me.."

With that she spread her legs wider and I did not waste even a split second and I pushed my cock through her slit.  I had never felt like this before.

"Aaahhhh!..."

We both moaned together.  Inch by inch I was deep inside her, buried to the hilt.  She was so tight.  I looked up to check if she was waiting for me to pull out.  She had her eyes closed.  I just stayed still.  I didn't want to ruin the golden moment by fucking her tonight.  Instead, I used my right hand to fondle her breasts.  The moment I did that she opened her eyes.  Looked into mine and said

"Aaah....enough for now...pull out..please..you promised..."

I continued fondling and slowly pulled my dick.  But before I pulled it out completely, I feigned a slip and I slipped inside again.

"Aaarghhhh!....mmmmm!" she moaned.

I was again lying still inside her.  "Sorry..." I said.

She opened her eyes and told me " aaah!...please pull out before it gets too late...".

"But promise you will let me fuck you tomorrow..." I said as I continued fondling her.

"But....you already got what you wanted....you already had sex with me...isn't that enough??  Aah!...  please pull out now..".

"Please listen..this is not sex...its just that my penis is inside you....I want to fuck you tomorrow...I will use a condom...I promise...please...".

"Ok....please pull out now..we can do it tomorrow again...but with a condom..".

I let go of her breasts and I pulled out slowly.  As I pulled out, I still lay between her legs and my penis still hard.  I looked at her.  She was looking at me, but was blushed.

[Being novice I had no idea that she got her orgasm the time I entered her.]

"Are you happy now??" She asked.

"I don't have words to describe the feeling amma...I owe you my life.."

With that I started sobbing (acting) and I lay my head on her breasts. I wanted to cum on her, and I wanted to try and suck her breasts if she agreed.

"Look at me please...am still so hard...and it hurts...can I ...." I stopped midway.

"What?  Can you what??  Tell me..."

"Can I suck your breasts for a little while now??" She looked at me shocked.  Then she eased up.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked

"Please, please, please." all I repeated

"Okay....Only for this time....go ahead and fulfill your desires...but no matter what you can't try to put your penis inside me...ok?"

"Yes I wont..."

I sucked her breast and rubbed my cock to satisfaction.  With that my first sex sessionwith her came to an end.

In the evening Uncle returned and in his presence Amma became quiet a different woman.  A God worshiping fully clad woman.  Once when I was staring at her breasts, she noticed and covered them with her saree.  Next day was not best of days for me.  Early in the morning Uncle Satish declared a fever and decided to stay home.  Throughout the day mom would come out only to do some work in the kitchen or give some medicine to her brother.  Without looking at me, talking to me, or even answering my question as to whether she was OK or not, she'd slip back into her bedroom and lock the door.

In the day I bought a pack of condoms and hidden it in my room.  When I came to my room after dinner I drew the pack out.  A look at the cover photo made my cock swollen and making a nice lump in my pants.  Thoughts, serious thoughts, of just going over to mother and grabbing her tits from behind were entering into my mind.  Besides, who really knew for sure what her reaction would be?  Yes I would come deep inside her and she would sit in my lap riding out every last wave of her orgasm and milking my cock dry.

I wanted to try my luck late in night when Uncle was sleeping I knocked at her door.  She opened the door but remain standing in my way.

"What is it?" she asked

"Are you ready?" I said without mentioning for what.

"Ready for what?...ohhhh!  So you still want to??" she blushed

"Amma...you don't know how much it means to me...Please...please don't say no..." I pleaded.

She was looking around to check whether uncle was around or not.  Seeing the area clear she felt the courage to say.

"Yesterday was a mistake and it is not going to be repeated."

"No Amma no, you can't roll your promise back." I noticed that she was blushing while I was speaking.  I continued, "...although the yesterday was amazing but practically I did nothing....you know what I mean.."

"What are you talking, thats all about the S....I feel shame in saying it,"

"The satisfaction?  where was my satisfaction?" I said

"Don't speak loudly Raja.  You can get your satisfaction by your hand."

"What rubbish?  If a hand can do the job then there was no need for god to creat women."

"Sex is not for close relatives."

"Just think about it," I interrupted.  "Most animals don't discriminate when there is a biological relationship."

"We are not animals."

We stared at each other and I could tell her eyes of lust had become anger, guilt, and shame.

"No, we shouldn't be doing this.  This is all wrong..  We need to stop now...."

"OK I will not force you to anything."

Saying that I returned to my room and cooled myself by jerking in the bathroom.  When I was back I was determined to do it to mom with her consent.  I started planning.  I sat down on my computer and typed a letter to myself from a fake company in which I was offered a job.  The job was not good but it was in the remote city of Calcutta.

Next morning Uncle was feeling well so he went to work.  I posted the letter to my address from the post office of a nearby village.  I knew the letter will take a couple of days to reach.  I resisted my urges for another day then the letter arrived.  To my good luck Mom received it and handed it to me.  I quickly opened it and told her that it the offer of a job.  She felt happy initially but when I told her that job is in Calcutta she became sad.

"NO...you are not going there."

"Jobs are hard to find Amma."

"Even the pay is not good."

"I don't care about pay or any other thing, I want to move away from this wretched place."

"But why?"

"I can't stand what the people say about you and ..."

"About me and who...?"

"I feel so much shame ...."

"Please tell me ...what are you talking about?"

"People say that Uncle Satish is not your real brother."

"He is ...  you know he is."

"I an talking about people ...they say he is keeping you as his keep."

By saying that I dropped a bomb on her.  She stared weeping.

"People don't know his wife left him because he was impotent." she said in sobs

"People don't know and you can't print such things in papers."

"I know why you are doing this to me?'

"You know?"

She immediately yelled, "Because I refuse to let you do what you want, which is so wrong, you're going to punish me like this?  How dare you!  iYou know it will kill me if you leave me!" She broke down in tears and sat on a chair crying.

"I assured you mom that is not the reason."

What she said next was beyond my imagination.  After a long silence she asked, "If I were to have sex with you, and I'm not saying I will, will you promise to not move from here?"

My mind began racing, searching for an answer, as my cock began to swell. In my silence, mom repeated the question.

I thought a bit more.  "If we have sex tonight, ALL night, I'll promise to reconsider..."

Mom broke in, "No not reconsider .....  promise me you will never ever leave me, IF I agree to have sex with you tonight, as you said, ALL night."

Then there was silence, both of us waiting on the other to say something. My cock was fully erect again and as I looked up I saw a bit of lust in her eyes too.  I thought that one night with her wouldn't be enough, and I just blurted that out.

She replied, "Right now, you'll consider yourself very lucky if we even have sex one night.  Don't get greedy Raja."

I finally gave in and agreed.  I wanted to grab her in my arms but she asked me to wait for the night.

Same night Mom cooked a special dinner and after a long time dressed differently.  sight.  She wore a orange chiffon Saree with a petticoat, just above her mound, and a matching blouse.  The blouse was trying hard to keep both her melons high, and creating a deep cleavage.  Her Navel was deep and belly as smooth as marble.  I couldn't keep my eyes off her treasures.  Those huge breast seemed to call me to feast on them, while her deep navel seemed to yearn to be suckled by my tongue.  The Black lacy Brassier, seemed to adorn those huge pumpkins, revealing more secrets than it could hide.  Dad looked at her and said,

"Hey Rukmani, you going somewhere.?"

"I attended a birthday party in neighborhood in the evening.  I will change soon."

"please don't....  you look good in this.  Try to wear differently sometimes." Uncle suggested

We then ate our dinner in silence.  I was feeling aroused.  As soon as Uncle went to his room, I moved near her.  She pushed me away and asked me to go to my room.  After some time she came in my room and bolted the door. She was still wearing the orange Saree and I could see that she applied light make up to her face too.  Finding myself alone with her, I went to mom and held her hand in my hand.  For a moment she was silent then she became teary. Mom: "I don't understand why you are after an old woman like me." Me: "Call it my perversion or whatever....I don't care." Mom: "Why don't you understand it can ruin our lives.  Think about your Uncle." Me: "You think about everyone but not about me." I kissed the back of her hand. Mom: "I think a lot about you.  I love you." Me: "No, you are not thinking about my obsession about you." Mom: "Thats a sin." Me: "I want to commit it on my risk." Mom: "Oh god, you will make me cry." I held her and kissed her.  At first her head and then at her lips.  She

started trembling.

After a long pause she said, "You are insane...We cannot have an affair. It is just going to be a one time thing...only once....and only today...never ever again...ok?"

How quickly she conceded pleased me.  "Ok Amma...I promise".

Then she told me I had better keep my promise and forget about leaving her.  I agreed and she smiled as she kissed me back.  Then she added, "You're not a bad kisser, but you need to learn to slow down.  Now, let me kiss you and put my tongue into your mouth first and show you what women like." What followed was almost an hour of just holding each other, kissing, and her coaching.

The only thing that happened meanwhile was that we undressed each other and moved to the bed.  As soon as she separated her body from mine I got hold of a condom and pulled it on.  I saw her look away when I was doing that.  My cock sprung up and I was not feeling even a hint of guilt.  I had to fuck her and that was all that mattered.  I wore the condom and got along side her.  I got between her legs so I could have access to her motherly pussy.  All this time she was looking away.  Using my free hand, I slowly brought my stiff penis to touch her slit.  I slid the head of my penis across her slit and she let out a very light moan and looked at me. She looked down and saw me holding my penis in my hand.  She was probably checking to see if I was wearing a condom.  She then lay her head back and continued to look away.  I couldn't hold any longer, and I began inserting my hard penis inside her almost wet slit.  As soon as the head of my penis entered her, she closed her eyes and clenched her lips.  Her hands were kept above her head and I held her hand with my right hand, and with the other, I started caressing her breasts.  Slowly, I inserted the full length of my penis inside her and she moaned louder.  The fact that I was having sex with the woman of my fantasies, and that she was married to my father, made it further erotic.  I started humping her like a rabbit.  All this while she had been staring away.  But slowly, I realized that she had started bending her knees to give me full access.

It felt so hot.  I just couldn't believe that this was happening.  I looked up at her face and she was looking at me.  Her sexy eyes were full of lust as they shone through the dim light of the room.

"Aah...please do it slow...aah...am not going anywhere..." She whispered.

I was pounding her pussy like a mad horse.  I slowed down.

"You are so hot Rukmani...your pussy feels so good...It is heaven inside..I want to fuck you like mad."

I said as I thrust in and out of her.  By now her legs were bent at her knees and her hands were on my back pulling me into her.  She was reciprocating my thrusts.  We were sweating but there was no time to think about the warm weather.

"Aaahhh....oh god!  I am soooo baaad.  Am committing a sin with my own son...oh god!...." Her word were making me more hot.  I looked at her as she said, "This is the only time am letting you do this to me....its a sin..even if you don't take me as mother still you are fucking some one else's wife."

It felt so erotic when she spoke.

"If you believe in reincarnation then believe mom we were lovers in our previous life."

When I said this, I realized that she was getting wetter and returned my thrusts with force.  Forbidden thoughts were making her horny as well.  I decided to continue arousing her.

"you call yourself chaste Amma...look...you are lying under me...your legs are raised to your waist and my penis is buried in your fuddi...you have such sexy legs...I want to fuck you forever and ever...".

"Nooo...this is the only time I let you fuck me...you...aa..can never ask again...Promise".

Neglecting what she said last, I flicked her erect nipples with my tongue.  Taking the right nipple in my mouth, I started caressing her left. It was so hot.  I was fucking my amma and sucking her nipples.

I just wanted the moment to last, but my body had different plan.  I felt the build-up, and I knew I was about to cum.  She had started moaning and that did it.  The fact that she was getting aroused pushed me to the hilt.  I dug my face deeper into her bosom and there.  I came and came and came...I felt as if it will break the condom apart.  She almost dug her nails into my back and now her eyes were glowing with lust and looking right into mine.  That was the most golden moment.  I lay on her and she lay still..

"Fuck o fuck...that was so good...I owe you so much....you realized my fantasy...".  I shouted

"...you are a bad boy...you fucked your mother...".

"But...you let me fuck you...".

She had a faint smile the moment I said that.  "Yes...I let you fulfill your dirty fantasy...I didn't want you to suffer..I care for you..."

I was still inside her, as we were talking neither of us made any effort to move or get up.  The condom was filled with my cum.  So I had to pull out.  But I didn't want it to get over as yet.  Her legs were bent at her knees and I was lying between her sexy legs.  By now we both were silent. I slowly pulled out of her wet pussy.  She didn't try to push me off.  I hadn't had enough of her.  That's when a naughty thought crossed my mind. What if I fucked her again?  Without a condom?.

I decided to try my luck.  I continued sucking her breasts.

"Ahhh...what are you doing?  Aren't you satisfied?..Please let me go" She whispered.

"Whole night means whole night."

I said and and continued sucking.  She started moaning now.  With my idle hand, I pulled out the condom from my penis.  She didn't notice that. She was still spread under me.  I slowly started rubbing my penis against her slit.

"Noooo...not again we just did it...you wanted to have sex with me and I let you do it...now don't make me do it again..."

"Please...just once more...what harm will it do?...please..".  I continued.  "I know I promise never to ask again...just this one more time...you are so beautiful...you are a goddess Amma...and a goddess can have sex with anyone, anytime."

Her protests subdued and taking that as a cue, I started inserting my bare penis inside her.

"Aah!..you are so evil...you are fucking me again....nobody other than your father had sex with me ever...oh god...I am having sex with you now...".

"Yessss...I am fucking you..and I am doing it because you are irresistible.".

I slid inside her with ease.  She was still wet from our previous fuck. Now she was completely lost in the feeling of forbidden sex.

"Aah!...  I am evil too...god forbid....  no pious woman can let you do that what I did."

Putting my hands on her sides I went back to sucking her perky nipples. I was fucking her very hard this time.  Long strokes.  She was enjoying as well.

"Amma stop this pious woman bullshit....and enjoy the fuck you are getting."

To my surprise she giggled like a girl.

"I am so evil...but this time it feels so much better than first.." She whispered.

"Because..I am not wearing a condom...".

Her eyes opened up wide and she was shocked.

"Oh I forgot!..you can't do this...I will get pregnant if you cum inside me...pull out now..".

"Amma...I will pull out...but on one condition..."

"What?".

"You have to let me fuck you again...".

"Noooo!...what are you saying?  That cannot happen...".  I was fucking her as she was negotiating.

Suddenly we heard a knock at the door.  I pulled out and mom ran to bathroom.  I dressed and asked her to dress inside.  SLowly I opened the door and found Uncle Satish there.

"Raja, your mother is not in her room." He shouted.  "Do know where she can go."

He came inside and looked for his darling sister.  She was not in sight but then he heard water running in the bathroom.

"Who is there?" he blurted.  "Is your mom inside."

"Yes Uncle, she is inside and cleaning her Saree."

"Here at this time." he was alarmed, "There is bathroom in her room." He asked with a lot of concern.

I have to think something and think quick.  I said, "She came to give a glass of milk to me but she took a tumble and milk fell over her dress."

He looked at me and then went near the bathroom door.

"Are you there Rukmani?"

There was a long silence but then I heard Amma speak.  "Yeah."

"Raja says that milk fell over your dress.  Is he right.?"

"Yeah." Mom had no idea what I told uncle but she gave the right answer. "What's the matter."

"O yeah I receive the news just few minutes ago that Guru Uncle has died in his village."

"Oh God ..  so sad."

"All I want to say that tomorrow early I will go there."

"I will accompany you too Bhayya."

"No need.  Just give me an early breakfast."

"OK."

With That he was gone.  I told mom that she can come out as coast is clear.  When she came out she had tears in her eyes.  I told her that nothing bad happened.

"I will never ever repeat the mistake of coming to your room.  Oh god have mercy."

"Just play cool Amma.  Everything will be alright."

Next morning I woke late.  By that time Uncle was gone and mom was her old self again.  A look at her told me that her guilt feeling were troubling her.  I knew that she was also feeling the loss of her uncle too. What option I had then.  To let the day go blank or try something.  I went after her in the kitchen.  She was bending to pick something from floor when I saw her round bum right in front of my face.  I had an urge to pinch her but controlled.  I waited for her to stand.  As she saw me she asked me to wait for my breakfast outside.

At breakfast I assured her that I realise her mental state and she should not get afraid of me.  She covered her face with her hands and said, "We committed a sin in the worst possible way - I really want to stop it. Now leave me alone."

Finding her in a bad mood I left her alone.  For next two day the distance between us increased.  Then the next day mom asked me to accompany her to market.  She want to buy some vegetables and other household items. The market was at walking distance so it was easy to go there.  I was happy to be with her again as she was talking freely with me.  When we were going the sun was shining but after some time it became dark.  As some drops of rain started coming down, we decided to move back.  By the time we came out of market the rain has gathered momentum.

"The rain is too strong to be going all the way Amma.  We should find shelter until it passes." I said,

"No raja, keep walking our house is not far."

We kept walking and rain kept getting harder.  Soon I noticed that mom was soaked and shaking with cold.  She admonished me for not bringing the Umbrella.  A sense of protectiveness overcame in me so I got close to her and wrapped my arms around her, hoping to warm her body with mine.  For a moment she seemed happy then she realised that people were watching us.  She tried to separate her from me by walking faster.  That was a mistake. There was a hole full of water in front and her feet went into it.  Mom fell down on the road.  It was very embarrassing but there was no time to think.  I picked her up and helped her to move along.  She was crying in pain.  By the time we reached home I saw a cut on her forehead.  I asked her to change and told her That I will return with some first aid.

I dropped my wet cloths and wrapped a bathing gown over me.  I found my first aid kit and moved to her room.  Amma was lying on her bed and to my amazement she too was wearing a bathing gown over her.  The lower parts of her legs were visible.  On one leg she had some bruises and a slight cut on her forehead.  First I took care of the cut.  I cleaned it with wet cloth and applied some cream over it.  Finally I put a bandage over it.  Next I moved to her legs.  By now she was calm but when I touched her leg she winced.

"What happened Amma?"

"I am injured thats what?"

I slowly applied some cream on her bruises and raised her gown up to see for more injuries.

"What are you doing?"

"Checking the injury."

"Rest of my leg is alright but...."

"But what...?"

"Oh I can't tell you..."

"Please say it...it is in your interest."

"I think a stone or something hard hit me on the ...  left side of hip."

"Let me put some cream or bandage there too..."

"No...  for that I have to show..."

"Hey come on I have seen everything of you already."

"Promise me, you won't do anything naughty."

The way she was speaking was making me very hard.

"Remember I gave you the enema without doing anything naughty."

"Yeah but that costed me later."

She pulled her gown from one side and turned to a side after baring her left her leg completely.  The white and pink color was enough to make me attack her but I resisted.  There was no cut on her hip but only a red spot. I put my finger on it and she again moaned in pain.  I told her that it was not a cut.  The injury was inner so I will bring another cream for it.  I left her room and went to my room.  Before coming again in her room I made two cups of coffee.  As I again came in her room I saw lying on her back with her eyes closed.  I called her name and she opened her eyes.  She sat down on the bed.  I handed her the hot coffee.

"Thanks I was really needing that."

"Am a good son to you Amma?"

"You are a gift of god but ...."

"But what?"

"You know what ...  I really don't want you to be loving me as your personal keep."

"If society won't object I am ready to marry you?"

"How funny but I am happy to know that you realise the importance of society."

The hardness I lost a couple of minutes ago returned and aked for some action.  As she finished her coffee she handed me the cup.  Putting the cups aside I asked her to show her injury again.  She again tried to lift the gown from one side but I said the in that pose I will not be able to apply the cream fully.  I asked her to lie on her belly.  She obeyed like a good girl.  I sat dowm behind her back and lifted her gown over her buttocks.  She was not wearing a panty.  She tried to close her legs but I could see the nice crease of her ass cheeks.  ON one of them was a red spot. I took my time to apply the cream.

"Amma." I whispered.  "you fell badly."

"Yeah."

"Why don't you let me check your complete body...  There may a injury which can trouble later."

"What you want me to do?"

"Take your gown off."

"Oh no ...  I am not wearing anything underneath."

Ignoring her I pushed the gown further up.  She let me loosen it and take it off her body willingly.  She was once again nude in my presence.  First I checked her rear.  Just to show how serious I was I touched her at a couple of places and asked whether she feels any pain.  She replied in negative.

"You look very shapely even from back."

"Now ...  leave me." I bent and started kissing her buttocks.

"Just a couple of kisses."

"This not proper to kiss there."

"Le t me try this then."

I widened her ass-cheeks and licked at anus and around.

"You very dirty..." mom moaned.  "Whatever you may do, I am not going to let you do anything wrong."

"You know Amma sex doesn't mean inserting cock into cunt but something more." Mom: "Don't try to fool me ...  I am not that innocent." Me: "You are innocent that's why I love you.  Let Me show you."

I kissed at her ass again and she turned her body on her back. Mom: "Raja, we can not."

ME; "Trust me.  I will not enter you."

As she was wearing nothing her 'choot', her big charmer, came into my view.  I saw its pouting lips and the gash in between.  I didn't belive I came to this world through this gap.

"Holy shit" I cried.

"What happened Raja?"

"I don't believe you delivered me from this small hole."

"You talk of delivery, not about the nine months I carried you in my womb." she said with pride.

"Yes please tell me about it."

She started remembering her old days.  "When you were growing in me, my belly swelled so much that many women said I will give birth to twins.  I was not a big woman but my hip were wide so I carried you safely in me.  Giving birth to you was quiet a task.  You stretched my ...fuddy....  miles before you came out.  I cried with pain for one hour even after delivering you."

"Was there anything special about me as a baby."

"Yes there was.  You were a hungry baby.  I was lactating like cow and you were sucking like a elephant.  And...  when you sucked me I .....I enjoyed the feeling of release in my heavy breast."

"Is that all Or..."

"Yes.  I would always get a very slippery pussy as you nursed.  At this time I would incorporate squeezing and sucking my milky breasts in my fun."

Listening that made me so turned on that I let my nose set on her choot. I smelled it while looking in to my mother's eyes.  Then I decided to taste it.  Surprisingly, the shape of her Labia majora complemented well the aromatic earthy saltiness of her Labia minora.  I licked down and then up her wet pink lips before sucking her clit to rigidity.  Reading sex stories on net was proving very beneficial to me.  Her nostrils widened and she couldn't believe that her son was licking at her most forbidden place.

"No son, ohh raja...don't...ahhh..ufff..you are licking that dirty thing."

"Any one who will see this place will do the same."

"Ohh god, my son is talking like this..ufff."

In her entire life she never thought about licking of her cunt.  I spread her legs more and pulled at her cunt with two fingers of mine.  i can see a pink slit of her is visible.  I conquered her but I wanted to make mad in my love.  She was moaning in low tone she didn't want anybody to hear us.  I was moving my tongue through her choot slit from down to top. down to top, down-to-top licking was going on.  Mom felt like crazy bee.  Sometimes she hold my head there with her legs pressed on it.

She was now interested in my new game.  I pulled her onto her back on the bed and kept torturing her pussy that was getting wetter and wetter.  "Ah O Ahhh, Nobody..." she waled

She came rapidly, grinding her sweet pussy against my face and swearing obscenely as she climaxed.

"Uff Kutte ..  Nobody did this to me ever."

"Amma you got you pleasure without being Fucked....Now is my turn."

"No..  What you want me to do?:

"Suck me...The way I sucked you."

"No...no...am not going to suck you ..dirty..eii..yak...I will give you a hand job, thats it."

"Try it once you will like it."

"Don't make do such a dirty thing."

"Then let me enter you."

Hearing that she sat down on her knees reluctantly.  As soon as she came in front of my Prick she was frightened to see it.

"Arre..  bap re...ohh ufff. .how big is this....  I never saw this big and thick"

"If it can go inside your cunt it will go in your mouth too.  suck it."

She want to grip my tool but knowing her intentions I Said.  "no amma I want you to suck it.  don't touch it.  i want to be your first."

"Raja, you become so dirty na...uff..how can I.."

"Suck it ma, suck me as I want to taste all of your forbidden holes."

Slowly she opened her mouth.  Her lips were glistening as she opened her mouth wide enough.  She brought her mouth on my Dickhead and closed her mouth.  She avoided touching my lund with her hands.  She closed her eyes and the dick slide out.

"I can't Na..." She pleaded.  I had no time for this.  I held her hairs with one hand and tried to push my dick in her mouth.  But invain.  She withdraw her face.  I kept patient.

"you are big and thick beta, hmmm..."

"Don't 'beta' me at this moment." I yelled.  "I know mom that you can defiantly suck it."

She held at my cock base and once again opend her mouth and while twisting and turing her head she engulfed my Dick once again.  I didn't want to hurry.  Soon she was sliding my lund inside her mouth.  Her tongue came rolling out of her mouth.  She held my cock steady in one hand as her tongue ran from the base of the shaft, all the way up.  When her tongue ran over the head of my cock, I realised she was not a novice.  She surely knew how to suck a cock.  Soon she wrpped her lips around my Dick of a cock.  As soon as she started sucking I erupted.  She gagged and coughed as I sprayed inside her mouth.  She pulled back to breathe and I came all over her face. Some of my cum fell in the air and on her saree.

"Look, oh god you made me and my cloths dirty." She protested

"You should have swallowed it."

"Don't ask me something I can't do."

"Now what?"

"Let me clean myself."

She got up and moved towards the bathroom.