Busty Indian Mother Submits to Son

In their youth, Raja and Anaya were full of promise and optimistic about the future, but the years weren't kind. Despite Raja's accounting degree, they struggled to make ends meet. This was a problem unfortunately compounded by the birth of their son, Sai. Anaya wished to contribute to the family funds, but it wasn't viable with a child to raise and Raja wouldn't allow it in any capacity. Raja saw putting a roof over their heads and food on the table as his responsibility alone, just like his father.

To find suitable work, they were forced to move from their family and friends to a dilapidated apartment on the outskirts of the capital. Anaya did her best to make the ramshackle house feel like a home. Raja held down two jobs for a time and his pride prevented him from taking handouts from his parents. Anaya was more willing to seek aid and kept the extra money secret.

As the years passed, Raja became spiteful of his lot in life and not achieving his potential. Instead of taking out his frustrations on his family, Raja became more reserved and seemed to shrink into his cheap grey suit. Raja's relationship with Anaya crumbled, and their marital bed fell silent. Raja wasted time trying to crawl his way up the corporate ladder and make a name for himself, while neglecting Anaya and Sai.

Sisterly Love

My name is Raju now a 16 year old budding boy living with my mom and dad.My Elder Sister,Priya was elder to me by 8 years.She was married to a software engineer in Bangalore.

It was the month of may, I was having my school vacation.Priya Sister called one day saying that her Husband received a direct order from his office in Europe.She asked mom to come and stay with her since the place where she stays is remote from the city and isolated without any neighbours nearby.Mom said she would come there the next day with me. Unfortunately my mom and dad had to go to Madurai the next day in order to attend a funeral of a close relative. Mom told him "Raju go to sister's house and stay there for three months till your vacation".Mom asked him take his school books so that he can study when it gets bored.Mom also told that she would come there next week..

I took the night train to bangalore.While on travel I remembered about my elder sister(akka).My Akka looks like hollywood actress Anjelina Jolie with plump boobs and heavy Buttocks. Ever since at the age of 14 when my sister was not married, I started to have funny feeling of girls. The extremely large breasts of akka heaved beneath the dress she wore. Her breasts were like coconuts. Akka has a nice slim body and a killer legs. Her long brown hair was right down to her buttock.My Sister's Buttocks were big like water melons.

Ajay, Dipti and Shobha - Son, Mom and Aunt

She had been sleeping in front of the T.V. So had the others. But they had all felt sleepy at different points in time and gone to bed.

Shobha and Kumar had come visiting to the house of Gopal and Dipti. They had a nineteen year old son, Ajay. The movie which they had been watching was a murder story but it had some erotic scenes. Ajay, the son had left when a passionate and intense lovemaking scene had come on. Gopal and Dipti, the boy's parents, froze when that scene had come up and the young man had been discreet enough to leave.

The house had all the bedrooms upstairs and ever since they had arrived earlier in the evening no one had gone upstairs. The servants had carried luggage up and Gopal and Kumar had poured drinks. The women drank too, though the family as a whole was kept conservative under the watchful eyes of the parents. The women wore sindoor and mangalsutra and wore sarees in a traditional way, covering their head whenever elders were around. For Shobha, Gopal was an elder, being Kumar's elder brother and she kept her head covered in his presence.

No Man's Land

Deepak Mehta a flourishing business man was under stress as he was childless. His vast empire grew by day. As he stepped into 40th year he was a worried man as he had no child to take care of his business. Constantly he took advice from eminent personalities but failed. He could not marry another woman as the business he handled belonged to his wife. His wife, Kaveri a charming lady in her thirties was constantly looked down by her in-laws. This affected both of them and it had reached such a peak, that they were willing to sacrifice anything for it.

One day Deepak and his wife were introduced to an elderly couple, who a few years ago were childless. Hearing their advice both of them were pleased but it had many hurdles. First they had to travel a long distance to meet a person by name of Daniel Gonzoppa, an expert tracker, who could guide them to the sacred spot. Secondly it would take 8 to 10 days to reach the spot by foot from Daniel's place.

Third and most important factor was Kaveri had to have a lady companion as she would be the only female in the long journey. As they pondered about it, it came as a pleasant surprise to find Kaveri's aunt Mala, younger sister of Kaveri's mother to come forward to help them out.

When all was settled the three of them boarded a train and headed to the east. After chugging along for four days they reached a remote village. From there they had to travel by cart for another 3 hours before they reached a small hamlet.

Not An Uphill Task

The moment we landed at Tirupati railway station, Raghu remembered what his friends had cautioned him before he left.

You are a compulsive smoker. Ensure that you have sufficient
inventory of cigarettes before you go up the hill. You won't get even
a single cigarette even if you shell out a million rupees.

They were right. Raghu was a compulsive smoker and could never get rid
of the urge to reach out for a fag after anything he drank or ate. He
stole an opportunity while his mother and wife were enjoying a nice
cup of coffee as he hurriedly bought a few packets of his favorite
brand of cigarettes and cleverly kept them deep inside his bag,
beneath his clothes.

Fortunately for them, there weren't those long queues to board the bus
that took the huge crowds up the hill to Tirumala, one of the most
visited pilgrim centers in the country. They were lucky again to get
seated in a row that could accommodate all the three of them. As the
bus began the journey, most of the pilgrims inside the bus called out
aloud,Govinda..Govinda.

Incest with My 55 Year Old Mother

My mother is 55 years old. I'm 35. I have never had any sexual
thoughts about my mother. That's not the kind of relationship we have.
She wanted to visit my sister down in Fla, so I agreed to drive her
there. I knew the trip would take two days, so we would have to stay
in a hotel one night. I didn't want to pay for two rooms so I asked
mom if it was OK if we stayed in one room with two beds. She had no
problem with that.

The day arrived. I picked mom up early in the morning and got started
on the drive.

We just had small talk in the car, nothing important. The drive was
pretty boring. I was glad when it became evening so I started looking
for a hotel.

I found one for 39 dollars per night. The clerk asked me if I was
alone or with someone. I asked why. He stated if it was two people it
would cost 59 dollars instead of 39 dollars. I lied and told the clerk
it was just me.

My Mother (with illustrations)

It happened about 10 years ago. I was 16 years old and my mother was 39 years old. We were living in a modest colony. My father was a government employee. Now he is retired.

My mother used to fight a lot with my father about his supposed involvement with another woman and we had to suffer a lot on that account. I have one more sibling. Because of the frequent fights, relatives and neighbours distanced from us. I was maturing at age 16 and used to understand a lot of sexual content spoken in the fight and I would say I had become very much matured, a way ahead of my age. I used to fantasize about women.

Because of our seclusion from people, we were more and more living alone. My other sibling was way younger to me. He was 8 years old back then. My mother a housewife and was left alone most of the time at home. It all started with my own dirty instincts.

Mother & Son in India

All this happened a year ago. My name is Malathi and I am 46 and my son 26 now. It never is supposed to happen but it just happened. To be frank, I am a sex-craving woman. I always wanted sex and more of it often. I am married to my husband for 26 years now and I can say we were hot on bed a lot of those years. My husband is still hot even to this day but for the past few years sex has become a scarce activity in our lives. This started to take toll on me as I was getting hornier but my dear hubby did not have time to take-care of my heat. So I started seeking men who would take care of my passion between my legs. All this continued till the day my son came home. 

My son Arun left for US to work on Computers after he graduated here and he is coming back for good after his two H1 terms. I was seeing him after 3 years so I was very excited. I picked him up at the airport on a Friday. When I saw him for the first time coming out of the airport I could not wait any longer and hugged him tight with a lot of affection. Arun also hugged me close to him but the thing happened after few seconds startled me. When Arun hugged me he caressed my back which is pretty normal but slowly pushed his right hand around my back and underneath the armpit and squeezed the side of my breast. I was startled a bit and thought probably it's just an un-anticipated gesture, as Arun didn't show any facial expression. I released my self and we walked towards our car. 

Manya - Forbidden Lust - Part 04

The person who stays opposite Manya’s house is Uncle Raj.

Uncle Raj is a business man and comes to Bangalore for 15 days in a month and then he returns to his family in Hyderabad. He is a garment exporter.

Uncle Raj is 55 years old, and nearly 5 feet 11 inches tall and huge. He has got a big paunch or rather a pot belly.

Uncle Raj and Deen are the best of friends. Though he is aged, he is still young at heart. They roam together when he is in town and have a nice time going to dance bars and all these places.

So Manya was always annoyed when Uncle Raj comes because Deen comes home late.

This went on, and whenever he used to come Manya used to send food to his place sometimes, and he really used to appreciate Manya’s cooking and say that her food was just beautiful like her.

Uncle Raj was a very horny man and he used to watch porno films.

Manya - Forbidden Lust - Part 03

Mmmmm, yes, Aunt Manya, " mumbled Prem, encircling her right nipple with his lips.

The act made Manya's body stir warmly. His dick was still buried in her soaked pussy, at about three quarters of its full length. With a sigh Manya observed that it still felt longer and harder than her husband's organ. Readjusting her hips to lodge him firmly in her, she continued with her querying.

"Prem, I'm a little worried about Deen." She of course did not know that her son Deen was listening to the entire talk and was listening with rapt attention now that his name was being mentioned. He pricked his ears and laughed lightly to himself at the thought of his naked, just fucked Mom, discussing her son with his best friend while having his cock still buried in her pussy.

"Why worry about Deen, Aunt Manya," asked Prem. "He's fine".

"I mean, is he fully fine Prem"?

"Fully fine? What's that supposed to mean," asked Prem again, this time nibbling harder at Manya's right nipple.

"Aaah! I mean does he have a girfriend. Is he normal like you are", she whispered, biting Prem's ear lightly.

Mother's Milk - The Real Stuff

The heavy, pouring rain came down in sheets making visibility almost impossible.  Wayne struggled to see out the window of his Jeep Cherokee.  His mother, Krista sat in the other bucket seat peering out through the suffocating deluge of water.  Every few moments, Krista turned and looked out the rear window for a few seconds before looking back to the front.

"I hope that they are okay," she mumbled.

"Oh, they'll be fine," Wayne told her, hoping that he was right.

Wayne's whole family was driving up to their cabin in the mountain for a mini-vacation.  Tony, Wayne's father, Kim,  Krista's sister, and Wayne's little sister, Marie were in the second car somewhere behind them.  They had taken both cars because Kim had to return on Tuesday.  Wayne, Krista, Tony, and Marie were planning to leave the following Friday.

Heavenly Mother

It was a dark and stormy night. Rain was coming down in sheets and wind was sweeping it around furiously. Doors and windows were trembling against the onslaught of both air and water; as was Nitin because of the resulting cold.

It was a dreadful night. The blanket over him was not thick enough to keep the cold from seeping in and the small electric heater next to his bed was too weak to keep anything warm. There was a certain comfort in the red glow coming from the single heating spring, only to be overshadowed every now and then by the bright lightning.

He was counting his heartbeats to keep his attention away from the roaring thunder and to occupy his thoughts with something other than the weather. Even at the age of 22, ferocity of nature was unsettling.