Incest

Mother and Son in India

Written by Maithuna

All this happened a year ago. My name is Kantam and I am 46 and my son 26 now. It never is supposed to happen but it just happened. To be , I am a sex-craving won. I always wan sex and more of it often. I am rried 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 star 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 star king men who would take care of my passion between my legs. All this continued till the day my son came home.

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

Throughout our journey Ramesh kept talking about all his stu sitting beside me in the car ming as innocent as my beloved son. Our rest of the day went extrey well and I never had another gesture f Ramesh.

His Papa came in the evening and we kept talking as I prepared the dinner. After the dinner Ramesh told us more about his stories and showed us all the gifts he bought for us. While opening the gifts Ramesh’s went to the toilet and Ramesh suddenly gave me the packet he’s been saving telling it for me. As I opened it I saw few pairs of very expensive Lingerie. I asked him who is it for expecting to get a name but insd he said t are for me. I was flattered but disgus at the same time, as we mothers in India never expect to get their underwear f their sons. After his papa came I showed them to him and every time he asked who are t for he never replied. That was my second indication that something is going on in Ramesh’s mind.

We went to bed about 11pm that and we arranged Ramesh’s bed in his room as usual. But Ramesh insis that he would sleep with us. First Ramesh slept by his Papa’s side but it didn’t take long before his papa told him to sleep by my side as he is finding it hard to move around. Sie I am sller than both are t were ready to use me as meat in the sandwich. I first hesita a t but had to give in. So Ramesh slept to my right and his papa to my left.

As I am nervous I turned towards my hubby and slept close to him. It was all well until Ramesh’s papa star snoring. Ramesh turned towards me and after a while I felt his hand come on to me and a while after that he til towards and res his w body on my back. I was a t nervous anticipating what he’s gonna do as I felt his w body liningup along my back…his chest against my back…. His stoch along my lower back and his legs along mine. The w thing became erotic when he moved up his crotch against my ass and did a few strokes of simula against my ass rubng his erection against my ass cheeks.

I got startled and immediately moved back to lie on my back as Ramesh also moved along with me. The movement woke up my husband as he stopped snoring and adjus himself to get back to sleep. Ramesh though never moved until he heard the snore of his . By now I figured out Ramesh is hitting on me, his own mother. But the iident did not dden me. It has been two weeks I ever had sex and besides I would have enjoyed somebody like him ing me while my husband is sleeping by my side if he wasn’t my own son.

Now I am in a state of shock and also feeling erotic. These mixed feeling tipped completely into horny side as my beloved son put his hand on my crotch parting all the entanglements of my saree and star fingering me. After a while he stopped and moved his hand up to caress his dear old mother’s breasts. By now I am very high on horny side and could not stop Ramesh. I probably star enjoying what my son is doing to me.

Ramesh continued his activities until he suddenly stopped as I got to the point of my cli. He then immediately turned the other way and then dozed o. It was very frustrating for me. I was furious but I could not do anything. I had to getup and go to the bathroom to relieve myself.

The next morning Ramesh was a norl son again and never hin me. On the other hand I felt a t shy and avoided him touching me. Ramesh never touched me either.

But in the Ramesh is back by my side and onto my body as soon as his father hit the snore track. This time he went far to open my blouse and caress my naked breasts and he even lif my saree and petticoat to caress my mound and my thighs. I thought he would finger- me but he didn’t and as usual he left me unfinished feeling very horny.

The next morning he was back again playing a good son. But my feeling for him star changing as I star visuaing him ing me. The idea of my own son hitting on me took my feelings of perversity to a new height and de me anxious to what will happen next. The more I think about it the more I enjoyed it rather loathing it.

Sie I am sure that Ramesh will come onto me that too, I changed into something coortable wearing a gown so that he would have access to ‘my parts’ of ‘his’ est. But my husband compelled me to change back to the saree saying ‘sharm kar! tumhara bachaa tumhare paas so raha hai aur tum gown pehnogi?”

‘Little did he know?!?’

Apart f this ly event between me and my son we three had an excellent weekend.

That we went to bed early as Ramesh’s papa has to get up early for work. So we had more time to play around. That Ramesh opened every button on my blouse and also released the saree and petticoat. He didn’t whisk the garment below my crotch but he didn’t have to. He got access to my already dripping through the side of my petty coat. As I was in the anticipating e he entering his fingers into my va. The first action of my son ing me. Not with his nhood but with his fingers. I felt I am rried again. rried to my son! I couldn’t feel anything but ecstatic as my son finger-ed me to cli. After I clied I was anticipating that Ramesh would me and was ready for it but insd he went back to sleep.

I have to tell you that by now I am more a wanton for my son’s nhood than feeling guilty. By now I also ised it could be Ramesh’s sinister plan to get me to him. But insd of feeling disgus about it I felt great ing what he had to go through to get his old mother to his bed. I felt lucky to be my own son’s bed partner. I thought I passed the age of being an object of but little did I know my own son has hots for me. I star being more aectionate to him than hating him for his for me.

I had a good sleep that only to be woken up by my hubby getting ready for his work. I got up, set my saree and blouse thinking about last ’s happenings as I looked at my son sleeping away as innocent.

I got the breakfast ready for Ramesh’s papa as he finished dressing and had his breakfast. Another 15 mins passed by and my hubby left for work. After I d goodbye to him I went to the kitchen to cleanup the dishes and as walked in I was shocked. There’s Ramesh standing just beside the door and completely naked.

Before I could get out of my shock, Ramesh grabbed me and gave me a g kiss on the lips pinning me to the wall and before I could think of anything Ramesh’s hands were all over my body. Then all of a sudden he caught hold of the loose end of my saree and pulled it forcefully. His force didn’t give me a chae to catch my saree and on the other hand ended up loosing all the tight entangles as the saree fell around me leaving me with my blouse and petticoat. Suddenly a scene in the movies flashed before my eyes as villains pull o the girl’s saree and she pleads to them ‘chod do mujhe’. In my case the villain is my son raping his own mother and even though I am a t scared I ly didn’t wan to plead him to leave me. I guess most part of me wants to enjoy him raping me. Then he came near me and tore the hooks of my ft-open blouse and opened my petticoat while kissing me. It’s all happening and neither he nor me uttered a single word.

After he got me naked he took me to our bedroom, threw me on the bed, pressed himself onto me, par my legs and guided his Lund into my chooth. That´s when I took a gasp and some air. Gasp because he penetra me for the and air because he came onto me like a hound in heat and I ’t know when did I took my last breath. My heart is pounding like a racehorse.

But the outcome was what we both wan…naked on bed and he is ing me. As if it was a muhurtam Ramesh stopped after he entered me. We lay there on the bed unmoved with the ultite union a mother and son could have. I could Ramesh’s face glowing with pride, the pride that comes with a conquest, the pride of conquering his mother’s va.

After a while he slowly pulled out his Lund (dick) out of me and thrust back into it. Then he star his act of ing his own mother. He did not stay very long before he emptied his cum into me as I could feel his dick spurting his thick wad into me. Even though I have been ed by ny men apart f my husband I have never ever felt this good. Possibly because it is my own son who is bonking me. I felt like the cycle turned around me with my son who has taken rth inside my wo and came out of the same which after 25 yrs he is entering it. The same boy who sucked my breast to feed his hunger for food grew up to suck the same breast to feed his hunger for .

After he emptied his cum in me my son finally spoke saying “I love you mom!”

I couldn’t say anything but to answer him saying ‘I love you too! Son!’

After the iident I accep my son as my lover. I stopped going to my kinky friends for sex. Why would I??

Ramesh stopped sleeping with us as his ised it hindered his privacy to his wife. So Ramesh s me during the day when his is not around. It’s very hard to get free time during the weekends and we utie every possible free time.

The most favourable place for us is the bathroom when his is around. Our bathroom had an in-door to the toilet and Ramesh goes to the toilet while I go to the bathroom for a shower. By the time I get to the bathroom Ramesh is ready his father’s wife when his father’s in the house.

Apart f all this perverse and cheating, my sex life has also been very fulfilling. Sometimes I even get away with four s a day with both men of the house getting two s each f the won of the house. Some times I even got ed by both men in a short duration.

Two months after my son de me his sex-partner he got a job with a computing firm here and had to go for training to Bangalore for a week. Sie my husband is also going on a business trip, he told me to accompany my son to Bangalore. It was the time of my life. For me it was almost like my second honeymoon. We had sex like dogs in heat! He even penetra me in my anus where his or anybody never entered. We were sexaholics and had lots a sex but little did we know we gonna have a hangover that would last forever!

A month after we went to Bangalore, I lost my period. I checked it up with my doctor and she told me that I am pregnant. I was startled a t but was happy sie I always had sex with both my husband and my son. The happiness did not last long as the date of ‘coeive’ fell during the week we were at Bangalore. I was du-folded. I did not know what to do?? So I bribed the Doctor to change to date of coeivement. After everything is settled, I came to this world.

It’s all over now. After 25yrs I am pregnant again. But this time my own son has de me pregnant. I am going to be the mother of my own grandchild. I am my own daughter-in-law.

The news quickly spread across to my husband and son. Both were azingly happy about knocking their wife and mother. Ramesh was also curious to know who’s the father is? I sed him a t showing the wg certificate of coeption and told him it could be any one. But finally I showed him the oril certificate and I also told him about the bribery. Ramesh was very happy that he is the father. He said he always wan to knock his mother up. Both showered their aection a lot. In the following three days I have been ed more than 20 times with each aging more than three times. Ramesh took leave for those three days and kept my always wet. Oe Ramesh finished his sessions during the day his papa took care of my during the . It was a vigorous and tiresome time for me. Sometimes t did not even give some time for me to cleanup their semen in my .

One day Ramesh ed me the w day and at about 6pm he relieved himself one final time before his arrived. After he finished ing me he got up o me filling me up after his ’s car pull-in to the drive and ran back to his room. I was still gasping f the when his walked in and before I could get up to go to the bathroom, his pulled back on the bed and ed me. He must have been so exci that he y not have ised that he has been getting the seconds. My is soaking wet with Ramesh’s semen and my juices when my hubby star ing me. So within few minutes time I have been filled by both my husband and my son. In those few minutes, a son ed his mother, a husband ed his wife, a secret lover ed his secret wife and a father-in-law ed his daughter-in-law.

10 months on I have given rth to a healthy baby girl whom Ramesh’s papa still thinks the baby is his. Ramesh and I are proud of our daughter. She is two months now.

Our lives are more than norl now. Ramesh’s father is still a travel n. That gave Ramesh to take care of his child more. Not to say he is also taking care of his mother more too! He is also drinking my milk along with his daughter. Now he also s me while his daughter is watching too!

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