My Wailing Mother

Since attaining puberty I saw my mom weeping.  As soon as something unwanted happened she started weeping.  As soon as something good happened she started weeping.  Sometimes her weeping had a reason but not always.  She had the amazing ability to weep on trival matters like forgetting to buy something from the market.  The biggest reason of her weeping was my dad.  Any time the slightest thing went wrong, it didn't matter what, he would come home and beat the daylights out of mom.  He behaved as long the parents of my mother were alive but as soon as they died he became a different man altogether.  He started shouting at mom and beating her on one pretext or other.

Since my 12th birthday I can hardly remember a single day when she wasn't weeping and dad hasn't beaten her.  As I approached my teens I started trying to protect her, but that backfired, because he would hammer the crap out of me, and then give Mom an even worse beating.  At my 14th birthday he compelled me to leave school and learn the art of bricklaying. For those who aren't familiar with trade, training means that for the first couple of years I was the general dogsbody for the senior workers.  In between clearing up their mess and learning what I could from watching, mostly I ran errands like arranging food for others.  Often they would tell me to keep the small change, which helped a lot because the rat who fathered me made me hand over my weekly pay to him.  I hid this away in a secret place in the house.

My father was a drunk bastard, a cheater and a lier.  He had a good job as a mechanic but most of his money went on whores and drinking.  Because of his bad habits we were poor.  Our modest home consisted of two small rooms, a veranda and kitchen.  We were a family of four as there was my elder sister also.  My sister was married at 18 and went to live in another town.  She seldom visited us because she knew how her parents are living. The time I was talking about was the time of early 80's.  Things were very different at that time.There was no mobile phone, or internet and even TV was not as common as today.  Women were less concerned to exhibit their body.

My mom was no exception.  She used to show a lot but as son I never paid any attention.  Only later I realised that she was an exhibitionist by nature.  Mom got married at the age of 17.  A year after my sister was born and two years later me.  By the time I was 18 mom was in her late thirties. She was facing the beginnings of middle age sag.  She must be very attractive when father chose her as her bride but now she ripened into a mature woman.  Her curves were just the type of curves men loved.  Men used to olge her whenever she went out and she enjoyed thier attention because she wasn't getting it from her husband.

The usual dress of my mom was cotton saris but inside the house she used to wear 'Dhoti and Choli' sometimes.  She seldom wore bras and her blouses were cut in a way that one can see a lot of her cleavage.  She used to wear her saris and dhoties in such a way that a big portion of her belly can be seen.  Her belly was not fat and her navel was quiet beautiful.

As I progressed through my teens and my apprenticeship I began to fill out.  The hard physical work added muscle, and although I was as terrified of him as Mom was, I began to dream of being able to find the courage to dish out some of his own treatment to him.  My father, however, started to find even more ways to hurt and humiliate mother.  Many were the times he would rip off her clothes, and force her to show me the angry weals and scratches on her back and breasts, and even the insides of her thighs.

Things has to change one day but the change in my case staarted gradually.  One day I came inside the home from outside and saw my fther slapping my mother and abusing her verbally.  To draw his attention away from mother I said, "A fire has broken out in the neighborhood and people are helping to stop that fire."

My father looked at me in anger and said, "What about the fire that was burning inside me."

"What happened?" I asked

"This bithch says I am having relation with other women so she won't sleep with me."

"But this is something many other....."

He cut me half way, "Shut up Ajay....  don't talk about others?  Do you know with how many men this slut sleeps daily."

"Rubbish.  I never refused you anything.  I said I am tired." Mom siad, she was apologatic as always.

"Shut up you whore, You only get tired when you see me." He slapped her again and said.  "You bitch, don't try to win your son who was no better than a bag of shit."

He grabbbed mother by her hairs and dragged her to their room.  I heard her crying and wailing and went inside my room.  I was feeling ver angry and wanted to stop my father from beating mom.  After an hour I came out of my room and saw mom working in the kithchen.  My father was not in sight. She was weeping silently.  I went near to her and asked.

"You alright Mom."

"Your father not only punched me but beaten me with a stick.  I had brises all over my body." she said while sobbing.

"Your dress is torn also.  Just ask me once and I will teach him a lesson."

"Ajay please no, a son fighting his father doesn't look nice and I don't want to see you get hurt in any way." she said.  "I am accustomed to his beatings."

"Okay lets go to your room and I will rub ointment over your injuries."

She wiped her tear and agreed to that.  I went out to bring the ointment and adhesive tape.  By the time I came back mom was in her room.  I entered her room without knocking and saw her standing in a 'dhoti' only.  She was not wearing any 'choli' or bra and her big breasts were hanging like two ripe mangos.  I was startled but mom was calm.

"I am sorry Mom....I came in without knocking." I siad

"Hey don't say sorry ...  I am your mother and don't feel any shame in showing my body to you.  You saw my boobs so what ....  you used to suck them once." She said and to my surprise rubbed her boobs lovingly.

She moved forward, laid herself down on her bed and let me see her injuries.  There were some red welts and some scratch marks that needed attention.  I rubbed the ointment over her cheek and put two adhesive plaster over her belly.  Her breasts were full and stood up on her chest. The aureoles of her nipples were probably an inch across, and the center of the nipples stood up about a half inch even then.  Their darkened, pinkish brown color that was very tantalizing to me.  When she talked, they swayed but did not jiggle.  The fullness in them was firm, not flab.  I was reluctant to touch her boobs so I asked,

"What would you like mom at your boobs.  Plaster or ointment."

"Plaster will be sticky so ointment is right." she replied.

"Then take this and rub yourself.  " I tried to hand her over the ointment tube.

I heard her sob a little.  "Don't be shy like a girl.  If you are helping me than help fully."

As my trembling hand reached near the swell of her chest her boobs heaved a little more than usual.  I let my hand rest on the soft part of hr chest.  Her chest was exposed and I could look every pore of the skin of her breasts and her erect dark brown nipples.  Carefully, I applied the ointment on the ribs under the breasts as well as on the softer part of her breasts.  My cock hardened despite signals from my brain telling it to cease and desist.

"Are your ....  Nipples...  hurting?"

"Yes they are Ajay beta."

I had no idea how sensitive the female breast are so I decided to rub some cream there too.  As my fingers rubbed her nipples she cried.  "Oh my God." The menthol in the ointment was making her feel burned at her nipples.

"Leave the nipples please." she moaned

"What happened mom?' I asked

"It feel as if tiny insects are crawling over my nipples."

Hearing that I started to stand up.  One reason for making an exit was that my erection was becoming quiet painful after looking at her half naked body.  I had no idea that mom was going to show me more of her body.

"Hey stop." Mom siad, "I had welts at my back too."

She turned and let her lay in a prone position.  I let my eyes feast upon her lush back.  After looking at every pore of her bare back, I went on to apply the ointment on her wounds and then started to massage her back. I heard her moaning softly.

"You are hurt worse than I thought." I said and my mother started sobbing again.  In past her sobbing made me angry but on that particular day it was making me horney.  "It makes me sad to see such damage to your beautiful body."

"Your father, he is an animal."

"Why don't you leave him."

"No woman can live peacefully in the society after leaving her husband." she replied

"And keep get hitting."

"My fate."

I covered most of her back so I asked, "Are there any more injuries Mom?"

"Its shameful to tell but I had some on my ass."

"No problem." I said

My confidence was high now so I dragged her dhoti downward.  By lifting her middle she helped me to draw it down.  She bared her ass cheeks for my inspection.  They were red at a few places but there was no serious injury. I wanted to contine the game so rubbed some iontment on the entire surface. Although her legs were close to each other I could see the bulbous outline of her pussy lips.  In few minutes I became a man from a boy but my mom had no idea.  No thats not enogh.  I had to see more.

"Oh mom the inside of your left thigh is very red."

"Really.  But I don't feel any pain there." she said

"This can be a alergy."

"Will this ointment will work on alergy too." she asked innocently.

"OH sure, it will."

"Then rub some."

Mom opened her legs further and let me something I never dreamed to see before.  I drew her dhoti further down.  God oh God.  I was watching a woman pussy in its full glory.  I moved my fingers freely up and down the underside of her thigh.  In My new position I was having an intimate and explicit view of her vagina.  Her clitoris, her brown labia, and the pinkness of her insides were on display.  I was watching what mother wanted me to watch, the pathway to her womb.  Everything about her was silky.  Her pussy was emitting heat and I could feel it on the back of my hand.  I was trying to play cool but My cock was about to brust.  I decided to stop this game of exhibition.

"I am done mom, you can cover." I said

"Thanks Ajay, I feel a lot better now."

I got up from her bed and left her room in hurry.  Inside the bathroom I threw water over my head with the hope to get the sight of her naked body out of my mind.  No success.  I dropped my pants and stared rubbing my cock. There was still some menthol left on my hand but the pleasure was so intense that I cared nothing.  Shamelessly, I thought about my mom and masturbated.  I moaned and climaxed.  What a bad boy I was.

By the time I came out I saw mom working again in the kitchen.  Now she was wearing a purple saree and looking cute.  Suddenly she became a different human being to me.  For me she was a hot piece of ass, ready to get fucked.  I shook my head of my nasty thoughts and went out to meet a friend.

I want to meet the friend so I can cool myself down but that proved otherwise.  After some tits bits our talk turned to sex.  He was planning to seduce the girl next door.  He told me how she was giving him all the right signals.  He admitted that he was not in love with her and she was not beautiful but she was available and he wanted to experience sex.  I advised him to be careful as she can put him in trouble.  "A hard cock knows no logic my friend." he said jokingly.

Later he asked me whether I have sat my eyes on someone.  I replied in negative because the truth was too shameful to share.  When I came back to my home I remembered what he said about a hard cock.  How right was he.  My cock too was not listening any logic.  The only logic that kept me in check was that I am the only person mom trusted.  A week passed like that and then my father dropped a bombshell over our head.  One night after dinner he was looking sobber.

"I really feel ashamed for beating you." he told mom.

Mom turned happy at hearing that.  "We lived happily once and we can live happily again." she said.

"My foot." he said and repeated what the mom said in a mocking way.

"What then?" mom asked

"I have lost my interest in you so ...." he took a small pause and continued.  "I am planning to marry again."

Hearing that mom started weeping.  I was listening all that talk so I intervened.

"Come on dad, no sensible woman will marry a drunk like you."

"What?" he became furious.  "You bastard calling your father drunk.  I will teach you a lesson."

He stood up and tried to punch me.  I avoided his punch but then he pushed me to ground.  I pushed him back and then mom came in between us.  She surprised me by getting angry to me only.  "How dare you do that.  You fool.  He was your father." she screamed.

She slapped me as asked me to apologise to my father.  I apologised to cool the situation down but father was very angry.  He slapped my mother and said,

"Kanjri you are pitching my son against me.  BITCH."

After that he left the home in anger.  Mom wept some more until I asked her to calm down.

"You made a mess of small thing Ajay." she said sobbing.

"Haven't you heard him mom, he was leaving us forever." I told her

"No ...  No ....  I knew him well.  He only do this to show his authority.  He can not live without me for longer period of time."

"Let's wait and see Mom how right are you." I said

My fight with my father helped me make a decision about my job.  I left my old job because dad used to collect my pay from there.  I find a new job and I was happy.

Mom was Believing that her man will come back to her soon so she was trying to pull hersrlf up.  I was the only one to see how seductive she was becoming.  She brought her bangles and earrings back on her.  I was the one to sense a sexual frustration in her behavior.  Her dressing became more daring and more revealing.  She started to tie her lungi even further down. One day I was surprised to see her dress when she came out of her room after drying her hair.  She was wearing an relatively new blouse that was totally transparent.  She used to wear that with bra when going to meet some relatives.  But now she was wearing just the blouse.  I could see her nipples and areolas clearly.  She caught me staring but she behaved as if everything was normal.

She was moving around the house showing her bouncing boobs.  Once she came in front of me to ask something.  While I was speaking, she raised her both hands to tie her hair.  I was dumbstruck and could just mumble something.  Same day While serving dinner, she bent down many times in front of me.  Her boobs were inches away from my face.  Time and again, my eyes went to her boobs.  My cock was hard and formed a tent in front of my lungi.  It was difficult for me to stand up without her noticing my hardon. I somehow managed it keeping my left hand in front of my lungi, but I am sure she noticed it.  Her behavior shocked me.  Was mom trying to seduce me or taking me as a replacement for her husband?  The thought itself made my cock twitch.  In the silence of nights I started masturbating.

One day a female cousin of my mom visited us.  She used to live near us and quiet free with mother.  Both women sat to talk in in a private place but I caught some of their talk from the side of a window.  Mom already told her about mom's relations with her husband.

"I know you are missing your husband but the way you are dressing is wrong." her cousin said

"Why.  What's wrong in that?" mom asked

"Your husband is not watching you but your son is."

"So what?  he is my son." she said innocently.

"No dear he is a young male also.  You should cover your body in his presence." the cousin advised.

"Do you really think he can make a pass." mom asked smiling

"Who knows?" Her cousin said and laughed too.

"Okay I will be careful." she said

Although mom promised to cover properly but in reality she started revealing more and more.  One reason was a surprise visit from my father. He came to collect some of his belongings but Looking at mom's made up face and revealing cloths he decided to stay for a night.  From next day he was again absent but mom had hopes.  She wanted to appear more and more seductive.  Her female cousin came to meet her again and gave her some tips of beauty.  One of them was preparing a paste of certain herbs.  She advised her to rub it over her body for looking fair.

Next day mom asked me to bring those herbs from the bazar.  One evening she prepaed the paste from those herbs.  She heated it on stove and let it cool down a little.  She wanted her cousin to help her in putting paste over her so she went to call her but due to some reason her cousin refused to come.  Mom came back dejected and started weeping as always.  I asked the reason for her discomfort and she told me how her friend promised to help but backed out suddenly.

"Some of this paste will go waste as I myself can not do my entire body."

"Mom you do as much you can and then call me for help."

"You sure." she asked

"I am your son and it is my duty to help you."

"Then come to my room after dinner." she said

You won't believe what I saw when I entered her room after dinner.  My mom was lying almost naked on her bed.  Feeling shy she was wearing a white panty and lying on her belly.  I was devouring the sight of her beautiful back when she raised her body and handed me the plate of yellow paste.  For a brief moment she displayed her front too.  She asked me to put the paste over her back.  Knowing what I can face I was wearing only a 'dhoti' and vest.  I bent over her and did her entire back and shoulders.  She asked me if I can massage her legs also.  She was giving me a chance to touch her silky legs and thighs.  I sat down on a stool and moved my paste filled hands all over her legs and thighs.  My cock was rock hard but I was enjying touching her more than anything.

She asked me to stop as she will do her front by herself.  I told her to relax as her daily duties makes her tired.  I offered to do her front also. She silently turned and let me do that.  I started from her legs and moved to her thighs.  Next I did her stomache and inched upwards.  I was looking at her body from front and could feast on her female charms.  While I was looking at her and massaging her, she was looking at my face.  She knew that I was looking at her panty covered pussy but what she didn't know was that I was looking at her pubic hair that was protruding out from the side of the panty.

When I moved my eyes towards her face to look at her reaction, she just ignored making an eye contact with me and looked at the ceiling or somewhere else in the room.  After doing her thighs from front, I also put some paste on her stomach and also rubbed there.  She didn't say anything and I got encouraged by her reaction and then I got on top of her.

I placed both my knees on the either side of her hips and my hard cock was touching her belly button.  She asked me what I was doing.  To avoid her embarrassment, I told her that I will massage her shoulders from front,. She didn't say anything and looked away from me towards the wall of her bedroom.  I just smiled and continued to move my hands around her neck and shoulders and hands.  While doing so, I was rubbing my cock inside my dhoti over her bare stomach.  I was sure that she was feeling my hard cock after sometime.  I put some paste over her big boobs and began kneading her tits.  She started squirming.

"Hey boy you are crossing the limit, quit feeling me like that." She started to spin one way then reversed her direction.

I looked at her face in front of me.  Her mouth was open and her lips were looking wet.  Without waring I kissed her, full on the lips.  Mom was so shocked that she did nothing for a minute.  She let me put some more kisses on her lips and cheeks.  My hand touched her panty and she came to her senses.  She pushed me and slipped away from the bed.

"Ajay oh my God, what are you doing?  Stop this right now."

I moved to grab her again but then I met with a shock.  She slapped me. Before I could respond I saw her weeping.  Her weeping made me realise what was I doing.

"Sorry mom." I said

"I am your mother and ....  look at you ....lusting after me." She said and wept more.

"I am not a hypocrate ....  I love you more than anything in this world."

"Love me but love me as your mother not as slut."

"I loved you as mother for last nineteen years...Now I want to love you differently."

"Hey Ram ....  what evil thoughts.  Go away please leave now."

I decided to leave her but I was happy to tell her the truth.  I knew that one day I will won her.  I don't know how mom spent her night but I remained awake most of time.  By the morning thing started to get normal again.  Mom used to serve me breakfast inside the kitchen but next day she gave it to me in my room.  Without saying a word she turned and went back to her kitchen.

I went to work and came a little late.  She opened the door for me and a quick look on her told me that she was weeping most of day.  Looking grim she told me that my dinner is inside the kitchen.  She was not feeling well so she was going to her room.  As she started walking I held her shoulder and said,

"Forgive me for my mistake.  I say sorry."

Hearing that she started sobbing again.  "What forgive.  You should ask forgiveness from the Bhagwan."

"You are my goddess.  If you forgive me only then Bhagwan will forgive me."

"Promise to behave like a son to me."

"I promise to control myself as much as possible."

"What type of promise is this?"

"I perhaps cannot change my heart but I will try to change my mind."

"This world is full of women and you are choosing an old woman like me."

"For me you are the most beautiful woman."

"Her Ram.  How can I change the mind of my son." she cried

"I asssure you not to touch you again.  Isn't that enough." I said

I tried to clean her tears but she jerked my hand away.  I left her weeping and moved to my room.  I intentionally took no food that night.  [In reality I ate something before coming home.] We spent some time in our rooms.  Mom went into kitchen late in night and saw the food laying untouched.  She knocked my door and I asked her to come in.

"Why are you not eating?" she asked

"I am not hungry." I told her

She started sobbing and said in between, "I never refused you anything but what you want now is impossible."

"I am not wishing anything from you mom."

"Please mend your attitude now."

"I am alright mom."

"If you really think me your mom then eat."

"OK."

She brought some food in a tray and after putting it on my bed she said that she herself has not eaten anything so she will eat with me.  We sat in front of each other and started eating silently.  Despite everything that happened she was still she.  She was not wearing any bra and as usual the outline of her boobs was visible through her thin blouse.  She bent a couple of time to hand me something and let me get a fair view of her cleavage.  Besides her cleavage her belly was also visible.  The way her navel was moving with her breath was very exciting.  I was torn between two emotion.  A part of me was telling me to rape her there but another was telling me to wait for the right time.  In the end the second part of my mind proved winner.

A couple of days went like old ones.  There was no news of father and there was no hope of me changing my mind.  I started coming late and when mom asked where I was, I told her that my friends took me to a movie.  I also told that I took my dinner with my friends so she need not bother about it.  She looked sad and wept sometime.  In past I used t console her but now I ignored her.  I used to smoke but not inside the house.  I broke that rule and smoked openly.  Mom watched but said nothing.  One day she lost her cool.  I came early but went to my roof.  I went there just to get some fresh air but then one sight caught my eye.  Two houses away I saw a woman taking a bath inside a bathroom that have no top.  Whenever she stood up a large part of her body was visible.  She was our neighbor and I never paid her any attention.  A free show was something I canot ignore.  I was busy looking at her when mom came to call me for tea.  She spotted me ogling that woman and she was angry.

"Get back to your room now." she said.

"Whats wrong mom, I am doing no wrong."

"Just go down and I will tell you whats wrong." she said,

On her persistence I came down and went inside my room.  After some time mom entered my room with a cup tea.  I was smoking a cigarette for cooling me down.  She put the cup on side table and took the cigarette away from my mouth.  She threw it on ground and rubbed it with with her sandle.

"What you want mom.  Leave me alone." I shouted.

"Why don't you talk to me the way you used to talk."

"Now go and leave me alone."

"What you were doing at roof was very wrong."

"Anything I do is wrong in your eyes."

"Believe me son, watching the neighbor women can put you in trouble."

"None of your busssiness."

"I don't want to see you get hurt in any way." she said and then sobbed.

"Why are you pretending that you care for me...  when in reality you don't."

"I care for you more than anything." she increased her sobbing.

She came near me and hugged me.  Finding her soft body in my arms I pulled her to me.  She set her head over my shoulder and said, "Don't get away from me dear.  I lost my husband but I don't want to loose my son."

Her smell and her feel was making me hard.  I replied, "You know how I can be kept close, don't you."

"No son what you want is wrong.  I will never agree to that."

"No issue mom, let me live my life and you live yours."

I sat down to take tea.  Mom looked once towards the closed door and once towards me.  She came to stand in front of me and her sobbing turned into weeping.

"For goodness sake stop that, this no time to weep." I roared

She cleared some of her tears with back of her hand and then said, "If you promise not to smoke and not to peep at neighbors than ..."

"Than what Mom?" I asked

"First you promise then I will tell ..."

"I promise just because of you.  " I said

She took the cup of tea from my hand.  After putting it back on side table she pushed me to my bed.  Before I could realise what she was up to, she undid my dhoti.  First I felt her hand over my abdomen and then on my pelvis.  Slowly she gripped my erect tool.  I looked at her face and saw tears running down her cheeks.

"MOM If ..."

"SHhhhsh." she said, "You've certainly grown a lot over the years,"

She was stroking me slowly.  I can feel her palm swirling around my cockhead.  With her thumb she spread my pre-cum over the head of my cock. The please was so intense that I decided to close my eyes.  She lightened her grip and slid her hand to base of my cock.

"Ahhhh...  Mommmm," I groaned.

"I had no oil here but your fluid is a good alternative ...just relax."

"I never thoght that one day you will ...."

She cut me halfway.  "So wrong but I am doing it only to ....  make you realise your mistakes."

She was slowly and firmly pumping me with her right hand and massaging and cupping my balls with her left.  Watching her smiling and stroking me while talking calmly was an experience I never had before.  Her hand slid down, then on the upstroke it twisted side to side too as it rose up my length.  Her hand moved faster up-down, up-down, twisting as it slid on my thick, torrid cock.  She slowed the pace of her stroking hand.  "Cum...  cum ...  Cum now." She slid her fist slowly a few times, holding a little tighter, then started stroking a little faster, squeezing her twisting moving hand a bit more.  First time I stroked my cock it felt like a bolt of lightning; but letting mom strok my cock felt like I was in the electric chair.

Mom started a tempo of milking or stroking just the top quarter of my cock with her hand four times very quickly and then stroke the whole shaft twice extremely slow while cupping and rolling my balls with her other hand. My whole body tensed as waves of pleasure surged through my body.  Her hand was soft and silky like ...  like her pussy.  This thought sent me over the moon.  As I was about to cum, I grabbed the pillow and pressed it on my face, moaning into it and biting at it as I erupted in a fury of emotional, physical and spiritual bliss.  I came so much I was embarrassed; I flexed eight times in a matter of seconds.

"Oh, Arrrhhh...  ARRRHA!" I cried

The first surge of my semen hit me on my neck.  Mom changed it position and the second surge sent a larger amount into the air, part of which hit her shoulder.  More spurts followed.  Every muscle of my body was tensed, and my cock was throwing more sperm on my body.  My body twitched with each surge.  She let my cock slip from her hand and stood up.

"I hope this doesn't change anything between us".  She said

"Please stay." I requested

"No That's all I can do and I have to clean myself." she said and left

I could see the sticky white stuff all over her dress and hair.  Although what mom did was not sex in real sense but it was something that changed our relationship a great deal.  During the dinner things were a little tense between us but neither of us spoke about that incident.  Mom did her best to act as if nothing was wrong, but it was clear that it bothered her.  I had just assumed that she wanted to forget about the thing. I however, found myself aroused for the rest of that night.

By morning things settled back into the traditional mother and son relationship.  The evening, however was different.  When I got back home from work, I expected mom to be in kitchen but I found her sitting in her bed with her head in her hands and weeping.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Your father..."

"Was he here?" I asked and she nodded her head

"He came to ask for the papers of this house," she said and wept more.

"And you handed them over to him?" I asked in anger

"NO ...  I told him I lost them."

"Good."

"He told me to find them or ...rrrr..  he will ...." she started weeping openly.

I walked over to her to comfort her, putting my arms around her and giving her a big hug.  And as soon as my arms wrapped around her and my body touched her back, she used her hands to touch my arms, showing her appreciation for this moment.

"Divorce you ....Is that what he said?  I asked and she nodded her head. "Bastard.  If I will see him I will kick him in the butt." I said

She didn't stop me from rebuking father but started caressing my arms and turned her head to give me an innocent kiss on the cheek.

"Don't worry mom, I am here to take your care." I added and rubbed her head.

"I love you," she said.  "Thank you for everything you've done for me."

"You deserve it mom.  You know I will never leave you."

"I know that."

I gave her a kiss on her cheek and another on her lips.  I didn't know how she would react, but she turned her head again and kissed me back.  As soon as our lips touched, we embraced in a way that no mother and son ever should, with our mouths pressed tightly onto one another's.  She abruptly broke our passionate kiss and said, "Are you gone mad ...  I am feeling so sad and you are trying to do such wrong with me."

"No please don't take me wrong...  I was trying to cheer you up."

"This is no way to cheer me up."

"How about a movie?."

"I am no mood for a movie.  But you can bring some food to eat as I cooked nothing for the night."

"How about going out and eating in a restaurant." I suggested

"Do you have money?" she looked in my eyes and wiped some of her tears.

"Enough."

"OK ...  you go and get fresh ...I will change." she said

I don't know why I was feeling happy over the entire episode.  If father really goes than she will be mine.  I moved to washroom and splashed some water over my face.  After changing my dress I called mom and she came out of her room blushing.  She was wearing a green saree with black blouse that I never saw before.  Both her blouse and her petticoat were tight and the silky saree molded itself to her body accentuating her curves and her figure.

"Thats like a good girl." I said

"My cousin sister gave it me."

"It doesn't matter who gave it to you ...it look very good on you."

We came out and clibmed a public transport couch for going to a food court.  I selected a low price restaurant but even that was something for mom.  I let her chose her food.  By the time we finished eating she was looking happy.  As we came out to go back we failed to find any public transport.  I called a rickshaw and asked mom to climb in.  As soon as she sat in she said,

"It might cost a lot."

"Mom I want you to be happy and all other things are secondry."

"Thanks a lot Beta." she said and hugged me from side.  t

My hand was draped along the back of the seat.  I let my fingers touch her shoulders.  She felt my hand on her shoulder but kept quiet.  It was just touching it or brushing against it.  Her body stiffened.  She turned and looked at me as the pressure on her shoulder pushed her round a little. My hand slid down her back and rested between her shoulder-blades right on her bra strap.  As I applied more pressure to her back, her body moved towards me.

In anger she tried to say something but then looked towards the driver. The rickshaw moved over a bump and mom fell on me.  Before she could regain her position I kissed her lightly on her bare shoulder.  A current passed through my body and I saw mom biting her lips.  That was clearly a sighn that she was getting teary.  I never wanted her to weep in public so I dragged myself away from her.

After reaching mom ran towards her room.  I knew she was going to weep again.  I let her weep alittle and went to my room.  In my room I changed and thought about the whole thing.  There were moments when she was encoraging me but feeling guilty too.  I was trying to cheer her but in reallity I made her sad.  Before the end of night I wanted to change that.

I went near her room.  The door was open but it was dark inside.  I could sense that she was sobbing but then controlled her sobs realising my presence.

"Mom" I called her from the door

"What." she replied after a pause.

"I am going to make tea, would you like some?'

"NO...I don't want any tea." she said and sobbed

"Please don't weep.  How will I sleep if you will keep weeping."

I moved inside the room and sat down on the edge of bed where she was lying.  My hand searched her hand and I rubbed her hand a little.  She was not resisting so I let my right hand wipe some of her tears.  This gesture of mine made her more teary.

"Ahhhh ....Ohhhh." she moaned

"Either you stop that mom or I will not leave you."

"I don't care." She said

My eyes adjusted to the dark and saw that she was still in her green saree.  Her chest was heaving and her legs were bent at the middle.

"You took me wrong mom, I kissed you to show how much I love you." I told her

"I am not a child son.  I know the difference between a love kiss and a lust kiss."

"Remember you jerked me only a couple of days ago."

"That was a mistake."

"It means I can break the promise I made to you."

"No you will not do that."

"Than stop weeping now."

I made a brave move by lying down along side her and grabbing in her my arms.  She tried to push me but I pushed her back.  one of my arm went around her shoulder one of my leg pressed against hers.

"Please leave me alone." she begged

I held her tightly and my lips found her wet cheek.  I pulled her body against me and licked her tears.

"If you won't stop weeping I will keep licking your tears."

"I have no control over my tears."

"Then I will drink all your tears."

I hovered over her and licked the other cheek.  She struggled to get free but I was too powerful for her.  Realising that she became passive.  "Leave me please." she requested meekly.

By now I was very aroused.  One of my hand found her breast.  I squeezed it, and pinched it, just a little too firmly.  Instead of licking her cheek I kissed it.

"Stop this at once." She said but I can sense the change her in tone.

"Mom, my darling stop fighting me," I whispered into her ear and my hand roamed down her front into the gap at the top of her blouse and onto her bare skin above her bra.  "You know you want me."

I tried to kiss her again but she turned her face away.  "No, I don't want you," she replied slowly, "not like this."

"So if not like this how then?" I asked and my hand moved down her chest right onto her bra covered breast.  I caressed and squeezed that.

"Oh no way, I've told you how wrong it is and I couldn't do it."

"Not like this mom?" I undone top two buttons of her blouse and let my fingers slid inside her bra and right onto her nipple.  "Don't tell me you don't like this?" I went on stroking and squeezing her nipple and felt it getting hard.

I was caressing her and kissing har and could feel pleasure building inside her body.  She just lay there.  On her side, her blouse undone, one breast now as good as out of her bra.  She couldn't escape and didn't know what to do.  I ran my tongue around her ear and undid more buttons on her blouse.  I pulled both breasts out from the bra roughly.

"Let me go please, let me go, "she said a little lamely as I twisted her haroused nipple between my finger and thumb.  She made a last attempt to free her breasts by turning her body on her belly.

Instead of turning her to me again I got up and dragged her saree down. My hands pulled at her petticoat and she made perfunctory struggle.  Her will to fight me was waning.  As her petticoat slipped down a little my hand touched the upper part of her bottom.

I was surprised, "Holy shit, you are mot wearing any panties mom."

"They ....  were dirty and so I ....."

I pulled her petticoat further and stroked the skin of her bare ass enjoying the smooth, soft flesh under my fingers.  I can feel a shudder running through her body.

"You were ashamed to make a move yourself and wanted me to make the first move." I said

There was no answer, niether in 'yes' or 'no'.  She hadn't yet given in completely but I knew that she was heading that way.The curve of her waist and the flare of her womanly hips were making me mad with lust.  I tugged at her blouse and heard a tearing sound.  It split to reveal the hooks of her bra.  Mom was breathing hard but saying nothing.  She was no longer putting up the pretence of struggling.  No longer making verbal objections or trying to get away.

I pushed my knees between her thighs by using one of my hands on the inside of hers to open her thighs wide.  I started caressing her bum and stroking the inside of her smooth, silky thighs.  She tried several times to close her legs, so that I wouldn't be able to get to her pussy, but each time I stopped her.  I don't know whether I was too strong for her or she was not resisting.  Her saree was no more on her and her petticoat was half way down her thighs.  There was no light but I was able to trace the crease of her bum.  I ran my fingers all over the two cheeks, between and up and down her thighs.  And then on one sweep up her thigh my fingers brushed the lips of her vagina [pussy].  A surge of sensation hit her and she grunted and jerked her body.  She wiggled under my weight trying harder to get away.

"Why are you so wet mom?" I asked but received no answer.  "OK.  If you don't want me to go further, I won't Mom."

"Aaargh, oooooh ah." was all that I heard.

She was no more in resisting mode.  I straightened my fingers in and out of her, up and down her.  Using my fingers as a surrogate cock to fuck her most womanly place.  I had no idea whether she was disappointed or pleased, happy or sad, relieved or frustrated.  All I saw was that she started panting and sighing.  Her body jerked several times and her fingers dug into the pillow.  My fingers probed deeper and pumped harder.  She groaned and pulled her knees upwards.  She was half-kneeling with her legs wide apart, her head resting on her arms, her chest and stomach raised from the bed, her ass and pussy in the air as my fingers fucked her cunt.  My fingers fucked her so well that she was climaxing on the end of my fingers.

"YOU ....  you are a bastard ....  a motherfucker ....  a Kutta." she spoke finally.

I ignored this sudden outbrust.  One of my hand was poking her cunt while the other hand was running up her stomach onto her breasts.  "Oooooooooo," she moaned, "arrrrrrrrrggggh," and her orgasm completely exploded.

The most shocking thing was her wailing.  She was again weeping.  "Don't weep please don't weep mom.  We committed no sin." I said

"You ....u...forced me to .....Some-thing....I ...  did ...  didn't want to do."

"You are my doll mom and I have a right to play with my doll."

"I am no body's doll ....  I am simply a cunt.  A toy."

"I don't want to force you to anything but you can see how hard am I."

"Do you want me to do a hand job?"

"If you can let me slip a little inside ....your ....  you know what...."

"NO please no, that's a big sin."

"I promise mom, I won't go deep ...  and will climax outside."

"I can ....  if you want me to ...then I can suck you."

"OK, fine.  if it suits you."

Mom asked me to lay down on my back.  I let her get up and dropped my dhoti.  She moved towards my knees and then I felt her hands touching my cock.  Even in very dim light I could see how mom was knelling over my thighs and her remaing dress hanging on her shapely figure.

"You have got a fat one.  I don't know how I will take it in my mouth."

"You can at least try."

She leaned forwards and she got closer to my rock-hard erection.  I watched, totally enthralled as she got closer, her eyes closing as she formed her soft pink lips into a perfect inviting "O" and tenderly kissed the head of my prick.  I felt her warm lips adhere snugly to the pebbly membranes of my glans.  Her lips were incredibly soft and deliciously wet as she gently kissed the sensitive tissues of my cock-head.  I watched the way she pursed them against my flesh, and I could feel a gentle suction as she pulled the tip slightly into her mouth.  I felt her tongue come forth and slither deftly into the wet red eye as she teasingly drew out my oozing pre-cum.

"Uggooo ....Whaaa.." Her lips finally made contact with the crown of my cock, and started to stretch and open further and further as she let them slip down over the flared contours of the broad helmet.  It was an incredibly intoxicating experience to see her lips finally slip down right over the thick purple ridge of my rope-like corona, locking down the huge head inside her mouth.  "Mummmm..."

I felt her getting accustomed to having her mouth filled by the broad mushroom head of my throbbing hard cock.  With her tongue she started to bathe the inflamed cap with a loving coating of hot saliva.  Her raspy tongue felt exquisitely sinful as she rolled it teasingly over the sensitive pink tissues of my glans, causing more pre-cum to flow freely to the oozing tip.  I felt her tongue swirl over the surface and right into the red eye as she sucked gently again, pulling the silky fluid into her mouth.  I laid back and let her suck the head for a few minutes as I simply luxuriated in the whole experience.

"No need to hurry mom, we've got plenty of time.  Understand?"

"Oammmmm..." she hummed in agreement, the tingling sensation from her vocal chords running right through my tumescent prick.  I felt her draw back slightly until she had her lips just pursed around the very tip, and then she moved slowly forwards, her lips sliding past the thick ridge and onwards as more than half of my thrusting shaft disappeared inside her hot mouth.

"Oh fuck," I moaned loudly as I felt her buttery lips stop well down my engorged love-muscle.  I felt her draw her cheeks in as she started to move backwards, forming a hot enveloping sheath for my throbbing prick to rub against.  When she got back to the tip, she wasted no time in moving forwards once more, her molten hot mouth feeling mercilessly delightful as she started to suck in earnest.  I groaned as she started into a smooth cock-sucking rhythm, her beautiful mouth sliding exquisitely back and forth as she blew me.  I could feel her push another wad of saliva forward in her mouth as she continued to bathe my steel-like prick with her hot spit.  She was doing it nice and slow, taking her time, just as I'd asked.

"My Doll oh my motherfucking Doll."

Mom was doing me like a professional.  She enthusiastically licked and sucked; her mouth a hot buttery channel that gripped my surging prick wantonly with each bob of her pretty head.  Her mouth was making some sounds as she sucked me and they turned me on even more.  As much as I wanted this to last forever, I could feel my level of pleasure escalating and knew my climax was not far off.  I felt my balls drawing up close to my body and I was about to go off in my beautiful mother's mouth for the first time.....hopefully the first time of many.  As the boiling semen started to speed up the shaft of my throbbing prick, I grabbed the sheets in a death grip as the exquisite contractions started to go through my midsection.  "OH FUCK......HERE IT COMES" I bellowed as I felt my prick pulse within her sucking mouth as the first thick rope of milky cum jettisoned forth.  It shot forth so powerfully I was surprised I didn't blow her head right off, but she held firm, continuing to bob up and down as I kept ejaculating.  A second powerful shot spat forth, and then a third as I flooded her mouth with my potent seed.

Her magical lips and tongue seemingly trying to draw as much of my creamy semen out of me as possible.  I felt her swallow once, and then again as I poured shot after shot into her welcoming mouth.  The fluid was too much for her.  She let my cock go and spitted on the ground.  Before I can think that it was over, I felt her tongue slide into my deflating cock once more.  She gave me one last gentle kiss on the tip of my manhood, as sweet and loving as the first one, before she got up from the bed.

"Oh my God, That was incredible.  I felt like you were sucking my entire body out through my prick.  I've never felt anything so fantastic in all my life." I told her.

"You are as bad as your father, forcing me to do nasty things."

"Don't go away mom, I want you to be with me."

"No ....  Go and clean yourself and let me clean myself."

Next morning I was hoping to see her in a good mood but no such thing happened.  I saw her in the kitchen weeping.  There was no option but to say sorry for the events of the night.  She turned to me with her red eyes and said,

"We should go to 'Mandir' and repent.  We should beg forgiveness from the god."

"OK when I will return in the evening I will take you to a Mandir." I assured her.

To cut the long thing short I took her to a Mandir where she wept for a long time.  Another woman sitting near her asked about the reason of her sadness.  To her she told that she was weeping because her husband was trying to leave her.  To me she said that I should also beg forgiveness from the gods.  I obliged and promised to behave in future.

I spent next few days like a good son but then my mind started to think nasty again.  The reason for the change of my mind was mom herself.  She started showing more and more of her body to me again.  One hot day I saw her working in the kitchen without bra and blouse.  Her hairs were loose and lying over her shoulders.  The thin layer of her saree was not enough to hide her boobs.  Her dark pink aureoles and brown nipples were visible through the translucent fabric of her Saree.  As I looked at her she said,

"Its very hot today."

"Yes mom, I feel that my dress is a burden on my body."

She asked me to sit and wait for my food.  A few minutes later she came with food.  While putting meal in my plate she bent in front of me.  The pallu of her saree dropped to one side and she was standing with nothing over half of her figure.  I can see not only her bulging boobs but her belly and armpits also.  Holy shit she blushed and put her pallu back.  It was only a quick glimpse, but enough to reveal that her nipples were hard. What was going on here?  Control was what I told to me.

"Oh, my goodness, how clumsy of me," she exclaimed,

She moved away but came back after a small break.  She was panting due to heat.  This time she rubbed the pallu of her saree inside her armpits. Apparently she was wiping her sweat but a large part of her magnificent chest was again on display.

"When this heat wave will end son?" she said

"I think it will remain here for another week."

"Oh, one week is too much."

"Why don't you take a shower mom." I suggested

"Good idea.  thanks." she said and left me.

There was no doubt that she was not only paying some attention to her appearance but trying to show off as well.  One day I saw her wearing a ghagra and choli.  (long loose skirt teamed with a brief, tight fitting blouse).  The choli had onlt two ribbons running across the back, one at the shoulders and the other a couple of inches above the midriff.  Each ribbon were tied in a knot at one side to hold the choli in place.  The front of the choli was somewhat more odest; the rounded neck was just deep enough to reveal the top of her bosom.  A narrow yoke ran down to the navel, leaving the sides of her waist bare.  Since the choli was backless, a bra couldn't be worn; instead it had built-in cups.  They were perhaps a size too small for her ample breasts.  Her ghagra was tied well below her navel and flowed downwards, the hem almost sweeping the floor.  A dash of sindoor in the parting of her hair indicated her married status.  She oozed sensuality & looked absolutely amazing.  My cock stirred to life as I looked at her.

"Hey mom you are looking so beautiful in this dress."

She blushed and said, "This was lying hidden in one of the boxes.  I have washed some of my sarees so I wore this only for today."

"This looks good on you mom.  If you agree I will buy you a new one."

"I don't want this type but I will be happy if you buy me a couple of sarees."

"OK but I want you to wear dresses other than sarees." I said,

"I don't know what dresses are you suggesting?" she asked

"Ghara-Choli, Shalwar-kameez and Kurta-Choridar."

"No please no, I feel shy of wearing them." saying this she blushed again.

"Believe me mom, you will look beautiful in those dresses."

Next day I brought two sarees and a shalwar-kameez for her.  When mom saw sarees she was happy but looking at the shalwar-kameez she said,

"I will wear the Sarees but not this shalwar-kameez."

"Why not mom, this will look good on you."

"I think this dress is for young girls only."

"You are not old mom.  You feel old because you wear dresses meant for old."

"OK.  I will wear it once and that too inside the house." she said

"That's like a good girl." I said and saw her blushing like a girl.

Her blushing was giving me the signal to grab her in my arms but I resisted.  I knew that my resistance was making mom uneasy.  With every passing day she was becoming more restless.  Then came the 'holi' festival. Mom was not interested in it but I was.  I went out to see the fun outside. Some people was throwing powdered colors at each other while some other were throwing colored water.  That gave me an idea.  I came back with some colors and went inside the bathroom.  There I put two colors in the two buckets of water.  I knew that mom will soon take a bath because some of the neighbor women put some powdered colors on her.  To clean those color mom moved inside the bathroom.  Initially she had no idea about the colored water and she poured it over her body.  By the time looked at her hands she realized what had happened.  She shouted my name from inside and when I asked her what happened, she said,

"You are highly unfair.  I am very angry at you,"

"Bura na mano holi hai.  [Don't get angry at holi festival]"

I said and laughed.  There was a small pause of silence and then I heard her cry.

"OH my god, even the second bucket has color in it." She started weeping.

"Don't weep please.  I am sorry.  Give me the bucket and I will bring you fresh water."

Again there was a pause and only sound I heard was the sound of her whimpering.  Slowly the door opened and her smooth naked hand came out with an empty bucket.  As soon as I took it mom closed the door.  I went out and brought fresh water for her.  I put the bucket outside the bathroom door and called her to pick it up.

"How can I pick such a load?  I can't come out as I am not wearing anything." She said

"What you want then?" I asked

"Why don't you put it inside?" she said and I was shocked.

Hearing that my cock stirred in my dhoti.  I didn't want to waste the opportunity of going in.  I opened the door of the bathroom and walked in. Mom was standing in one corner of the bathroom.  What a sight she was.  She was completely nude and the only thing she was trying to hide was her pelvis with both of her hand.  All other charms of her female form were on display.  Although mom switched the light off before letting me in still I could see that her body was wet with green and pink colors.  I was about to exit when she said,

"See what have you done to me an these colors look permanent." She moved one of her hand from her pubes and raised it to show me the colors on her body.  I looked and felt on fire.  Her breasts rode high on her chest, with just a hint of sag.  Like the rest of her skin, they were unblemished, slightly lighter than her face since they had not been exposed to the sun. The nipples and aureole were a deep shade of dark brown.  The nipples were about half an inch long.

"I am sorry mom but my colors are not permanent."

"But look this shade?" She put her finger near her belly button and drew my attention to a red patch.  "I rubbed soap here but it is not going."

"I have got a shower gel that can remove these color." I told her

"Then go and bring it for me."

I almost ran towards my room.  I had trouble keeping my dhoti around my waist.  I picked my shower gel and moved back to bathroom.  To my utter surprise the light was now on and mom was not trying to hide anything from me.  I handed the gel bottle to mom and she looked at it with suspicion.

"How is this used?" she asked

I now had no doubt that she wanted me to stay so I said, "Let me show you mom?"

"No.  go away.  I will clean myself."

"You have no idea how much to put and how much to rub." I declared

She rolled her eyes and pursed her lips like she was thinking really hard, and then quickly handed me back the gel bottle.  "OK."

She remained standing with her back to me.  She still was quiet a sight with her round bum and fair soft skin.  She threw some water over her and made her body wetter.  My cock was standing at full mast but I kept my dhoti on to conceal it from her.  I got behind her and put some gel on her shoulders.  I scrubbed her back from her shoulders to waist and to the small of her back.  She took a sigh at my touch but kept quiet.  I continued to lightly scrub until the color patches on her back started to fade.

When my hands reached her ass cheeks she made a small protest.  "There is no color there."

"How can you see your back.  Let me clean you completely." I said

Becoming bold I Scrubbed each of the round globe smoothly.  I threw some water on them and she turned her head to look back.  As her hairs were in the way so she pulled them to a side.  Knowing I was done with her back, she said, "My hairs have color in them too."

"No problem.  Just relax."

I lathered her hairs with a shampoo.  Her eyes closed, head moving slightly under my fingertips, I massaged her scalp before rinsing them with water.  I pulled a mug of water from the bucket and dropped it over her head.  She squealed with pleasure.  As she squealed she hit something and the shampoo fell in front of her.  I was not expecting mom to pick it up. To my utter surprise she bent forward to pick the shampoo.  She arched her back so that her asshole came up a little and was more exposed, and I could see her cunt below it, the lips separating a little and I could see her glistening inner labia, from much closer.  I could smell the scent of her pussy, and see it closely.  I gasped as I saw her magnificent pussy: the inflamed, inch-long outer lips pouting; delectable little inner lips winking; the vaginal ambrosia seeping from the tiny hole.  It looked just like a pink rose heavily dappled with morning dew.  This woman was built for this exact purpose; SEX!  There was no time to think now.  I dropped my dhoti and moved forward.

"Oh my goodness!  Is that your cock I feel in my back?!" She gasped in mock horror.  " How can you be so hard?  I'm your poor old mother.  That is so wrong.  You feel so big against me, so hard against me.  You wouldn't ..." She trailed off in mock horror again but she remained bent forward.

"There is some color there and I am trying to clean."

"But this is not your finger." Mom said and started sobbing.  "Your father abandoned me for some cheap slut, and you're going to waggle your cock at me?"

"Don't pretend mom, You know you want it too."

"What I want?"

"My fat cock in your pussy."

"My god look at the size of you!  You're too big for my tight little vagina, you'll tear me apart with that big fucking cock!" She sobbed some more and kept talking.  "Oh, please don't force it into me.  I can't take it.  I'm too small!  My little old pussy will be wrecked by your big cock."

Although she was weeping but she was aroused and panting; I was sure she was too far-gone to back out.  With my hands I held her in the bent position and lunged forward.  would have none of it.  In truth, she could have easily twisted out of my grasp if she had wanted to, but she remained bending and panting, like a frightened doe, waiting for my next move.  I slowly let my cok slip in her wet cunt.  She put up a bit of a struggle against this onslaught but soon melted into a quivering mass of jelly, offering no resistance at all.

"Look mom how wet your motherfucking pussy is."

"Oh you mustn't!  Please don't talk about my wetness.  It's your fault that I'm so wet, You teased me and made me wet.  Made my little pussy all wet and open." she said in small sexy sobs.

I grabbed my cock in my hand and stuffed it all the way in, in one powerful thrust.  She grunted with the impact as I hit home, with a sound that was at once reminiscent of being punched in the gut and being sexually fulfilled.  It is amazing being inside her.  My thick dick fills her tunnel. It squeezes me from every direction; offers resistance to every stroke.

"You have no experience....  oh my god....I don't want to get hurt."

"I am not going to hurt you.  Just put your hands on the wall for support and then You'll have love it, just you see." I assured her.

She exactly did what I said.  I became sure that she was not going to struggle any more.  I took my hands from her waist and let them move to her hanging breasts.  I cupped them softly and heard a small moan.  I gave a couple of turns on each nipple and the areola.  I already knew how pretty her breasts were but finding them in a arouse state was a altogether new experience.

"Oh Ajay, sweetheart.  You're my son.  You can't be touching my breasts like that.  It's wrong.  You're being mean to me by turning me on with your touch on my nipples.  You could suck on these big tits when you were a baby!!  You nursed from these nipples for long wonderful hours when you were little, but now you're big, you're so big.  Your cock is also big!  You can't do this anymore."

Taking advantage of her condition I started pulling and pushing my fat cock in her silky depths.  "You're gonna be mine today.......all mine......." I shouted.

"Oh my god - we have to stop!!  UHHHH!!  AHHHGGGDD!!  NNNNGGGHH!!" she moaned

"Lookm mom, now you are filled with a fat cock so why don't you enjoy it."

"Unnnnguhh!!"

"Tell me what you want me to do next!"

"Oh God!!  Please help me!!"

"No one's gonna help you now - you're mine!  Beg for what you crave!"

"Satisfy your lust and leave me alone!"

"Say you want it." I repeated

She was struggling with her emotions and finally said, "Even if I want it then you should have shown some sense and resisted me."

"I am not that religious mom.  I do what I feel best."

I withdrew my penis until only the head remained inside, then thrust all the way back in, hard.  I began fucking her furiously.  She lost all her inhibitions.

"Who's your man now?  Huh, tell me who is your husband now?"

"I am still married to your father!!"

As she said that I looked at the chain she was wearing as a sign of marriage to my father.  I grabbed that chain and threw it aside.

"You are free now,"

"Please don't do that."

Despite her frail resistance I knew I am going to posses her not only phisically but spritually also.  I hammered her mercilessly.  The deliciously lewd squishy sound of our coupled organs filled the bathroom as we rutted.  A bubbly white froth of our sex fluids accumulated on her pussy like whipped cream.  exulted in possessing her both physically & spiritually like this.  A moan escaped her mouth every single time I pumped my cock to the fullest.  I increased my speed, and continued pumping her with all the strength I had got, I was sweating.

Sweat drops trickled down my forehead on to her back.  My pumping speed had increased to the maximum that I could have managed.  I told her that I was about to cum, she started trembling as she must have felt her own orgasm nearing.  She pleaded me not to shoot inside her but I shooted inside her.  "Awwwfuckkk!!" I roared and thrust all the way onto her as my cock exploded like a bomb.  Mom squealed as she felt the first blast of my hot semen sear the tender walls of her inflamed womb.  She was literally shivering as I shoot blast after blast of my cum in her belly.

Finally my cock came out with a plop.  It was completely smeared in the mixture of our juices combined.  We stayed there in the same position for a long time.  After that we took our shower together.  I kept kissing her and she kept turning her head away.

"Stop this if you really love me." she said and sobbed again.

"I"m sorry if I hurt you...  I guess I got carried away."

"Leave me alone now.  We"ll talk about it later.  Just go."

"But your body says something different."

"Ajay, I love you.  As far as me responding to your advance I must admit that women's bodies sometime react to sexual contacts that they don't really want.  I'll admit I felt good when you were thrusting against me, after all you are very manly and sexually well endowed, any girl would have responded the same.  As reality set in and I no longer wanted you to continue."

"I am not interested in any other girl.  I would be happy just to see you naked and feel you."

"That is exactly the thing that has to stop.  You can't go around trying to have sex with your mother.  Now why don't you go to your room and cool off a little."

Seeing a change in her made me accept her request.  I went to my room and laid down on my bed.  I was feeling very horny at the evnts that took place a little while ago.  Mom remained locked in her room for a long time. Seeing her not preparing the dinner I knocked at her door.  She told me to go away as she was not feeling hungry.  Realising the situation I was in, I went out and bought some burgers.  I came back and told mom that I brought some burgers.  Again from inside she said she was not hungry.

"I am putting your burger and a bottle of juice at your door.  You can pick it later."

I went to my room and ate my food in silence.  Mom was not in a mood to see me so I decided to leave her to herself.  I slept soundly and when I woke mom was till not in sight.  As I moved to prepare tea for me I saw that the burger I put at her door was not there anymore.  I went to my work without disturbing her.  At work I was so much involved in my thoughts that my supervisor said,

"What's worrying you Ajay?  you are not paying attention to your work."

"It's my mom." I said and realised my mistake

"What about her.' he asked

"She ...  she is ill and I want to take her to a doctor."

"What?  you should have taken her to a doctor before coming here." he was angry

"Can you give me leave for the rest of the day?" I asked

"Ok.  you can go."

I felt so happy at that god gifted opportunity.  Mom couldn't expect me to come early so I could surprise her by a sudden visit.  As I knocked at the door of my house mom came to door and asked, "Who is it?"

Knowing that my presence may disturb her, I changed my voice and pronounced the name of my father.  The door got opened immediately but as mom saw me she ran towards her room.  I gave her no time to lock again but followed her inside her room.  She fell over her bed and started weeping.

"You know mom we can't live like that for long." I said calmly

she was silent for a while but then said, "I am finding it hard to believe what we did.  I can't even look at myself.  You should have shown some restraint."

"Seeing you naked made me loose my restraint."

"I should have never let you inside the bathroom." She said.

"Then why did you." I smiled.

"Because I trusted you".

"Despite knowing what feeling I have for you."

"I don't know what you see in an old woman like me."

She was lying face own and still looking quiet sexy.

"For me you are not old," I said quietly,

"Stop saying that.  Whatever you did should not happen again.  What if someone had found out?  God!  I can't even imagine that!  Did you even think what's going to happen to us if ...?"

I stood there in silence.  My mind was wandering all over the place.  I thought back to the previous day when I had fucked her cunt and recalled how she had enjoyed it.

"You should have stopped me if you didn't want it."

"You were not going to stop, Ajay, You were taken over by something." She said.

"That's not a reason!  You didn't even try!" I protested.

"You want me to have tried to do what?  Your ...  you know what ...was inserted in my you know what ...  before I can act."

"You were the one who displayed that hairy cunt of yours to me," I argued.

"Chup...  I did not!  And I am not hairy down there."

"Perhaps you won't see it as fully as I see it."

"Besharam kahin ka...[you are shameless].  You like the stupid hair down there?  So is that what you boys like to see these days, huh?"

"Not the hairs but what is inside the hairs...."

"You dirty boy!  You can say whatever you want, you have seen it for the last time and you are not allowed to touch it again."

Suddenly she turned around, looking into my eyes for the first time throughout this conversation.  Although she had clearly turned around in a hostile manner, I saw affection in her eyes.  It all seemed like she was resisting something she wanted with a lot of remorse.

"Mom, I love you." I pleaded.

"Ajay, Stop that and remember I am your mother." She was suddenly angry, "And married to your father.  I deserve respect." she said aloud.

I was thoroughly puzzled by her actions.  And then it hit me.  She wanted me to make all the moves.  She clearly baited me into this.  She was the type of women who like to be forced.

"Thats great!  You let your son fuck you and you are still a mother.  And the great husband of yours is fucking someone else right now and he is still your husband." I raised my finger to her.  "And you are teaching morals to me!" I was furious!

All of a sudden, I grabbed her hair and pulled her down on to bed.  Mom screamed by my sudden act and fell on the bed while I got up and moved so that my legs are on the either side of her.  I then pinned mom's hands with my hands and got my face closer to her face and said "I can rape you right now but I don't want to force you to anything because....."

"Because ....  why?"

"Because I really love you."

"Listen Ajay .....  I can ...  let you hug me and even kiss me but please don't ask me to lift my legs for you!" her remark surprised me.

"Why you put such a harsh condition...?"

"Because I am afraid of getting pregnant." she opened up

"You don't want to give me your pussy then let me give your all your other holes."

"What other ...HOLES?"

"Your ....  Gand [your asshole] ....  and your mouth and the space between your breasts....  and..."

"Stop that ....  Not even in my dream I can think about doing such nasty things."

"You are experienced enough to know that an erect penis knows no morals."

"I will repeat that I won't mind a little hugging and kissing but nothing beyond that."

"Not even a little touching." I asked in a loving tone

She thought some and said.  "Ok but a little means a litttle."

"Let me kiss you."

She kept silent so I hugged her and placed a kiss on her Neck.  I kissed her eyes & forehead and after nudging her with my nose kissed her on the cheeks.  I kissed her on lips but she kept her lips closed.  I withdrew myself for breathing and saw her smiling.

"You don't even know how to kiss a woman and you want to kiss me."

"What are you for then.  Teach me."

"See then."

She encircled my neck with her arms and put her lips over mine.  She opened her soft mouth to make a grab at my coarse mouth and sucked.  As I let my tongue come out she licked it with her tongue.  I started sucking her tongue and she started moaning strongly.  Her arms were tightly holding my body.  I felt her soft breasts pressed my chest and my excitement peaked. I moved the lower part of my body on her and my erect cock, though confined in my brief, was pressed on her belly.  She suddenly turned her head away and started panting.

"Enough...please."

"What are you saying ...I can kiss you for an entire year mom."

Finding her mouth turned away, I shifted my mouth to her ear and continued kissing and licking.  She was almost screaming in pleasure and saying she couldn't take it any more.  When she started begging me to stop I withdrew and looked at her face.  She was totally flushed in her face, her eyes were watery and her lips were quivering.  I parted my lips and in response she invitingly opened her lips.  Our lips got drawn to each other like magnets and we kissed passionately.  As her one of hands strongly pulled my hair and the other hand scratched my back, I placed my full body weight on her.  My balls were now brushing her furry patch through the thin fabric and that gave me a wild sensation.  I inched my cock down and finally it was pressed against her thick bush.  I felt a distinct dampness in the furry patch and started rubbing my cock.  She was also moving her hips as we continued our most passionate kiss.

My hands started rubbing her boobs over her blouse.  I tried to move it away but it was struck somewhere.  I stretched it from one side and then heard the sound of cloth tearing.  As the blouse loosened I pulled it over her breasts.

"You fool you have ruined one of my better blouses."

"I will buy you two more but don't stop me now."

"You promised to keep your emotions in check."

"I am only touching your boobs and nothing more."

"You mean you are not going to kiss them?"

"I will kiss them too mom.  Remember you allowed kissing."

I moved my head to her boobs and started sucking her nipples.  The stiffness of her nipple was indicating that she was in a roused state.  No virgin girl can give the pleasure I was getting from my mature mom.  She too realised that things were getting out of hand.

"Ajay, let me go." She pleaded.  "You've had your fun, now seriously stop here."

I could see that her voice was saying 'no', but her body was screaming 'yes'.  "Don't ruin the fun mom....  your body is begging me to continue."

"What about your promise you just made."

"I promised to protect your pussy from my cock but not from my mouth....just kissing...."

My cock rose painfully as I removed my clothing.  I held her with one hand with other I loosened her petticaot.  I pulled it down and forced my head between her legs.  I drew my tongue up and down, from hole to hole, and stopped at her clit.  I circled it slowly, then without warning sucked it into my mouth.  Mom screamed in pleasure and forced my head further into her honeypot.  As I devoured her clit, I roughly pushed 3 fingers into her cunt and began my assault there.  In heat of passion she snapped her legs around my head, I pulled away.  My cock was harder than ever and as thick as my wrist.

"My cock ...  want relief mom."

"Let ....  ok ....  let me suck you to relief." she suggested.

"My cock want something more."

"I told you I will not give you my pussy."

"How about your ass."

"No ...  Never."

"Only a little."

"No it will be painful."

"How do you know."

"Because your ....  father ...  did it once."

She tried to sit up and I rolled her to her stomach in the bed.  "What father did once I will like to do once too." I asked, grabbing her hair and pulling her head up.  She moaned.

"Please, no!  Not my ass, baby, please..."

"Shut up." I slapped her ass.

"Please, no, anything else..."

"Okay then suck me."

I got up on my knees and let my cock touch her lips.  She hungerily took it in her mouth with the intention of making it climax.  I only wanted to make it wet.  As soon my cock was wet enough I moved my body back and slid my cock into her ass, she cried out.

"Hai Uff....  mar gai ....[I am dying]." I was able to inch my way in. I gave her a moment to adjust and then began to in more and more.

"Ungggg," she grunted as my cock drove between her ass cheeks.  She continued to struggle and tried to drop down.  As she dropped, my hands slid up her body and grabbed her breasts.  Her hard nipples pressed into my palms.  I began kneading her tits.  Mom squirmed harder than before.

"Ajay my sweet boy.  Let go of my tits; quit feeling me like that."

I let her tits go and kissed her, full on the lips.  My kiss stopped her from struggling as the shock of the contact registered.  Her lips opened, her tongue darted out and her pelvis thrust against my hard rod.  For longer than either of us would have believed, we sucked, and thrust tongue against tongue, cock against anus, nipple against chest and palm.

When I looked at the place my cock was making an insertion I saw mom rubbing her clit with one of her hands.  Within minutes, she was moaning and begging me for more.  Holy shit, her ass hole was so tight that I felt my orgasm approaching quickly.  I held her waist tighter than ever, my thrusting hips a little slower now as I tried to hold off my orgasm as long as possible.

Mom started crying as my cock started swelling inside her, cum rising up my shaft from my balls.

"Pull out pleeeeeeeease...." she cried

"Aaaggghhh...yeaahh...ahhhh" I moaned as I spurted my seed deep into her bowls, releasing all my pent up emotion with it.

Her hips banged against me, slowing in their rhythm, as I drained myself deep inside her.

"Ohh God...ohhh my Mom...." Mum groaned.

My cock dropped out of her anal passage, already reducing in size, as we caught our breath again.  I was panting like a dog.

"Go away ...  now ...." she said

"I will go only if you say you won't be angry."

"I don't want to see you again." she said and sat down on bed with her head in her hands.

She started weeping and the best option for me was to leave her room.  What a strange woman she was.  Despite getting intimate with me again and again she was behaving as if everything was happening against her will.  For a couple of days thing remained tense between us but then a twist of fate threw mom in my arms again.

One evening I came home and found Mom lying unconscious on a couch outside the bedroom.  I called her thinking she is sleeping, until I saw her face.  There was redness beneath her nose and the unmistakable blue of a contusion around her eye.  I frantically got a warm wet cloth and wiped her face.  Sobbing, mom hugged me.  There was no doubt that my father has beaten her again.  I hugged her and held her at arm's length.

Mom: [bristling:] "If I had a gun, I'd use it on him right now; I wish you'd been there to protect me...I was so helpless." Me: "I'll defend you--he'll never hurt you again.Where he is now?" Mom: "In the room, searching for the property papers." I gently put her down on the sofa.  Going into their room, I closed the door so mom couldn't hear.  As sson as my father saw me he started throwing insults at me.  This was more than I could stand, and without thinking of the possible consequences I picked up a chair, and smashed it across his head.  The blood started to flow from one side of his head and he fell down

on the ground.  I dragged him to wall and used him like a punching bag.

"Forgive me .....  let me go ...please..."

"No way ...  today you will received worst punishment of your life."

I called mom to hand me a rope.  As mom came with a rope he asked her to intervene but she was as angry as me.  She helped me in gagging him and tying him to a chair. Me: "Do you want youe revenge mom." Mom: "Thank you for protecting me." Me: "Tell him mom who is now the man of your house." Mom: "My Son is now my God.  Do you hear, son of a bitch.  I belong to him now." Right in front of him I kissed mom and she kissed me back.  His eyes were popping out of the sockets.  I shed my cloths and asked mom to shed hers.  She was in mood to take revenge.  She did as I asked.  I turned her face towards my father and from behind I inserted my cock in her fanny.

Me: "You're married...to that bag of shit who cheats on you frquently. Now you can cheat back and Tell him how do I compare to him?" Mom: "God, you're too much man for him; much more muscle and much MUCH more cock." Me: "You feel so good, like your sopping pussy was designed for only ME and my COCK.  What do you want me to do?" Mom: "Take me to my marital bed, to OUR marital bed." Me: "What will we do there?" Mom: "Make love, passionate love." Me: "Okay, but what protection do you have?" Mom: "Absolutely none; I want you inside of me.  I want your cum inside me, all of it.  I need you to shoot your precious seed deep inside of me, fill my fertile womb, coat my ovum, fertilize me...MAKE ME PREGNANT!  [She glared at father.] I want your baby, YOUR STRONG HEALTHY BABY. I carried mom over and laid her upon her bed.  I did it carefully, because we were still attached at all times.  My father watched us with a red face.  Sniveling in anger, he could just see me between his legally wed wife's shapely legs, the soft soles of her gorgeous feet pointed up and bouncing on my backend.  We made love like that for about twenty minutes. With each drive of my cock into the tight, gripping pussy of his wife, I was humiliating that my bullying father.  I saw him closing his eyes as my oversized cockhead was scraping the sensitive inner walls of his wife.

He could haer the marital bed complain as the springs jangled, the bed post slapping against the wall.  My testicles became so swollen that they no longer moved as I drove forward on my toes: So heavy they just sat on the bed, the size of two of the largest oranges.  I pushed forward so that her legs were on my shoulders; I wanted maximum penetration.  I tapped against the cervix.  My father opened his eyes and looked on in disbelief, the old man saw my family jewels swell then shake and compress up into me. They did that fully seven times.  Each time, mom moaned in ecstasy as the white hot liquid love splashed her cervical area, making it awash in thick cum.

I fell over, completely spent.  Our heads were away from him so that he had a perfect vantage point to see my huge cock escape mom's tight pussy. Her muscles in there squeezed it like a warm, tight glove, making it pop out like it was under high pressure.  There was still a faint trail of cum that connected the head of my powerful cock to her sperm-filled pussy.

As he gazed upon my 'handiwork', he saw an off-white glacier appear at the entrance to her gateway to heaven.  Slowly but surely, thick lava flow of my manly cum seeped out of her and oozed slowly down one silky smooth thigh. Mom: "Sweetheart, are you ready for another round?" Me: "What?  No, I've never been good for more than once in an evening." I just laid there, completely played out.  My father was relieved that this was over as he saw I had shrunk back to a soft six inches with normal sized family jewels.  My supersexy mother lifted my head upon two pillows. She brought her breasts near my mouth and then rubbed and pinched her nipples until they were rosy and stiff, placing a beautiful nipple into my mouth.  He cold see my suckling.  With her hands now free, she brushed my head of dense dark hair with one hand.  With the other mom keyholed my hardening cock as she re-fueled me.

After a few yanks on my ten inches, she felt a thick hard cock in her hand.  Letting it go for a moment, she reached down.  Mom was thrilled that my balls were also restored to full size and beyond: swollen with potent seed.

I was still tuckered out, but just like Popeye I sat up with eyes closed and muscles flexed.  As my eyes popped open and I took it all in, I wondered at my newly recharged and restored manhood.  I was hard again, my testes bloated and teeming with life-giving sperm.

I saw my sexy mom next to me and pushed her back romantically for round two.  My cock slid in smoothly as if we'd mated a thousand times before.  Even after my huge cock had done its best to expand her to fit my size she was still tight, warm, and welcoming.  Her muscles in there gripped and released, gripped and released my manhood, making it very hard to hold back. Like the boiler in an old locomotive, the pressure was building up for another, even larger, explosion; this one would be sperm-laden cum deep inside of her.

Her 'old man' closed his eyes and cringed as his wife, my beautiful loving mother, screamed in orgasm six more times making it an even dozen for the night.  Mom made up for lost time; she'd never 'gotten off' with her 'old man'.

When my mother had her final and loudest orgasm, I joined her.  Grabbing her still firm behind in my strong hands, I held her in an industrial firm grip as I blasted her insides with another torrent of jism.  Once again, mom's pussy oozed out the very seed of life.  Now both of us were lying exhausted on what had been their marital bed.  At that point we had to catch our breath after an hour of hard lovemaking.  All he could see was that never-ending cream-pie seeping excess cum that now flowed down to a puddle on the floor.

We laid there for an hour.  He didn't dare stir lest he face the wrath of my fists and those muscles.  I finally stood, feeling my oats again.  I celebrated my manly victory as I gazed upon mom's playmate figure and that ever-growing puddle of cum that was leaking out of her expanded pussy opening.

She got up as we brought this to a conclusion.  I took off the gag from the mouth of my father.  I was expecting more garbage from him but he was a changed man. Him: "I had no idea that you too are ....  living as ....lovers." Mom: "Your miserable behaviour is the cause of all this." Him: "Let me go now." Me: "Sorry dad there are no property papers here for you.  This house is sold to another person." Him: "What..." Me: "Yes we have deposited the money in a bank and soon buy another house, where we will live as husband and wife." Mom: "We are leaving this place for good." Him: "What about me." Me: "Try to free yourself." He felt helpless as my mother, now on my side.  I brought her to me: we kissed.  I turned and left, taking everything of value from him.

My wonderful mother and I calmly packed and took a taxi to the outskirts of the city.  We stayed in a hotel there for a week and then bought a flat. Unknown to us at the time, my gorgeous mother had conceived during our first encounter.  She was wonderfully pregnant and just starting to show after we got settled into our new home.  Her figure was 'ruined' by her increasingly swollen belly, and I couldn't have been prouder.