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“yes I am and you know what you are. You are my melon mommy. With these chuchies I think you should be called just ‘melony’”, I saw the kinky side when I realized my son was talking dirty to me. I went ahead and said,
“beta, you didn’t say a word about my phudi, come on say”, he was surprised when I said puss to him and came back with a reply.
“that’s not your choot mommu, that’s mine too .since I came out of this sexy watery hole some 16 years ago. O momma, I just love you and your momma too. I love each and every organ of your sexy body mommu. You are mine.” and he started kissing me all over again. this was not any normal kiss but this time he was literally biting me with his teeth. I could see his reddish teeth marks on my thighs, breast, and navel and everywhere in my body. God, can anyone be so crazy about his mother. I was red burning hot inside with all lust and now wanted to cross all earthly limits and free him from the thought that I am his mother. So I took a bold step when I said,
“beta! o my rinku! You are making me go mad with all this. There is no going back now. You have inflamed my passions beyond limits now and I am totally consumed in lust now. I feel like a goddess offering my body as a sacrifice on the alter of love. Remember son, it’s just love what we are making here. You should not call it incest. My womb was really blessed to bear you son. I am so happy. Now you can do with me now all you ever wanted to do to a woman. Would you like to cross the final frontier now my son. now come here and don’t waste any time.”
I said as I released his clothes. he was wearing a sky blue VIP frenchie inside and his tool was shaping there. He had a hairy body and probably the hair of my pussy had the same DNA. I quickly removed his underwear too and it sprang like a cobra .it was not particularly long or thick but it was just a cock a teenager would normally have and it was very erect too. I took it in my hand and I stroked it a little. some pre-cum was already oozing from the eye of the cock. I was shaking the cock of my own son. What a slut I was, I thought. He put his mouth again on my fleshy chuchies and took one in his mouth right unto its areola. I was going crazy in my head and I was sweating already. I felt his cock much too erect and I wanted it desperately. Shiva, I wanted my own son’s cock. I wanted him to do it. o my god, what a slut I have been seducing my own son. I was committing a sin and there was no going back. in a few seconds I felt his hands rest on my fleshy white chootar and he was bringing his lund close to my choot. He touched my pussy lips with his phallus and kept is there for a moment. I opened my eyes and looked at him. His eyes were full of love melting into lust as if he wanted to fuse into me .he just kept looking at me and then I couldn’t bear it any longer. I pulled his face on mine and kissed him while he held me by my naked waist and entered his cock into my forbidden hole. I kept looking into her eyes. In a second, I had changed from a mother to a lover. My own son’s cock probed further into my labia entering a forbidden zone. I opened my legs more as I felt the ecstasy of incest run shivers through my body. My god, my own son inside my vagina. now he started stroking me giving me powerful thrusts in between while mercilessly mauling my chuchies nearly came on his cock but he kept giving me orgasm after orgasm while our mouths were locked in filial love and ecstasy. I felt his tongue reach unto the base of my throat my god, he was humping me, fucking me, making love to his very own biological mother. I was mad with lust now and I started screaming loudly,
“o shit, what the hell is happening to me? o my god, Shiva, Krishna, my son is fucking me, he is fucking his mother. Help me lord. Forgive me. I am just doing my duty of making my child happy fuck…chinu…”
“o mother, my heavenly mother, my real mother, I love you and I need you for all eternity. I am the luckiest son to do it with my own sexy momma. Do you have any idea of the sexiness of your chuchies and that fluffy little choot. How come you are so tight mommu when you had three children” he asked me while pinching both my nipples.
“I guess I saved it for you son. You have got the hardest Lund in the world. Do you like it in my choot son. and how does my chuchies taste. Tell me” I rubbed his bare back as he lay on me in a tight embrace. Then our bodies entwined as if trying to become one and reverse the process of evolution. His skin was just as fair as mine and he stroked me harder now, showing his mother all the love he had.
“o mommu, your chuchies just taste like buttermilk. And your choot is my gateway to heaven. Even my sushma maasi cannot equal you. You have the most fascinating pair of sexy titties in the world. To make love to you is beyond my wildest dreams. I never thought that I would taste heaven in you. You are my dream girl and I love you.”
“now stop talking and suck your old momma’s titties” I said as he once again fucked me like a strong bull. This was probably his first fuck and he made the best out of it. Soon he could not control it and shot his wad in my fiery pit where he was born. I had an extreme orgasm too and I think I just fainted. The whole night we slept on each other with his limp cock in my pussy all night. I got up in the morning and went to kitchen to make some breakfast. I was feeling very guilty about the night. Then my son came out in the morning, touched my feet and sat down on the chair on dining table.
“hi mommu darling! Now that we have made love, let’s take our relationship to a new level.”
“what do mean son”
he got up and he came near me. he put his hand in my gown and reached my waist and started caressing my bum and pubic region.
“mommu love, you know what we did was meant only for husband and wife and we are mother and son...” now his hands reached up and grabbed my melons and he started pinching my nipples with his fingers while kissing my neckline while his erect cock was touching my pussy lips from behind.
“mmmmm….hmmmmmmm…aaahh…chinuu…..waht …mmm do ...u ...mean…mmmmmmm”
“I mean my big titted mommujaan my lovely fuck lady my cumslut, my pissy pussy mommy queen my anal whore, my rani, my pallu, my teenu, my parul, my ritu, my rishu, my stuti, my sapna, my rekha, my jyoti, my meenu, my neelam, my sushma, my housing borad waali raani maasi my maasi cum wife cum mommy, I mean lets get married my mommy”
“you have already taken my sheel (chastity) son, now I will do what you say.
Then he jumped in joy. He arranged for the wedding and it was kept secret and it took place in another city. Nobody suspected us of being mother and son. He tied his mangalsutra on my neck and people threw flowers at us. We came back only to find the room decorated with flowers and perfumes.
What a night it was. My own son had married his mother. A few years ago I married his father and then brought his into this world and now he has married me even when my husband is alive. So I have two husbands now. And my new husband is in fact my own son. The cycle has turned around with the son marrying his mother. He suckled my breasts as a child and now he sucks them for his pleasure. As a mother I used to please him with my mamtaa and now I have to please him with my body. He took my hand in his and looked deep into my eyes and said,
“for the first time I am holding your hand as my wife, mother” he said planting a kiss on my neck on mangalsutra.
I wanted to say yes my son, Indeed you are but I just said, “yes, my beloved husband”
“I will do everything what a wife does for her husband. You have each and every right over my body now. Let me touch the feet of my husband, my son”, saying this I bent down and touched his feet. He also touched my feet in return saying that he was seeking blessings of her mother for his wife. In fact, now that his mother is his wife, he can tell her to do household chores and satisfy him in bed.
I came up to him with a glass of milk as the newly brides take it to their husbands. My heart leapt in joy as I felt like a virgin again, feeling shy in front of my teenage son cum husband. He drank the half and gave me the other half. I drank it and then he kissed me thereby exchanging each others milk in our mouths with our tongues flicking each other. Slowly he disrobed me from the wedding dress and left me in just my bra and panty. I had worn a satin red panty that day since red is considered auspicious. he came up close to me and said,
“ma! You look like an angel from the sky. By the way, how did you know that I love laal kachi? You are going to kill me in that sexy little kachi u have my mommy, my booby doll, u r an Aphrodite my queen.”
“Beta, red is not only holy color but also it is the color of passion, of love, my son, I mean my husband” I said with a giggle and looked up to him.
“O ma! My lovely mother from heaven. O my dream girl, I never thought that this day would ever come in my life. I am the happiest and the luckiest son in the world. I have married the same woman who brought me into this world. I love you, mother, more than ever. O Pushpa, my mother wife. You are my goody bua and you have got the sexiest chuchies in the world. O mother, look at the color of your chuchies, aren’t they like my cheek. Let me remove your motherly floral bra. O ma I have always loved these floral patterns in your pink and white bras. I will buy you some more underwear, mom”, he said as he felt the heaviness of his mother’s jugs in his palms over the bra. My mangalsutra was adorned in the center of the valley of my breasts. My heart skipped a beat when he brought his face closer and kissed on the slit of my mounds. He started licking my chuchies on the periphery. His hands reached down over to my ass and started caressing them over my red satin panties. He pressed my velvety chutar with his masculine fingers over the bare panty. The flowers on the panty seemed to be coming alive by the touch of my lovely son, and I felt the first heavenly stirrings in my motherly pussy. The bra was holding out mid air as he released the hooks at the back. His hands were cupping them over the bra. I looked at him straight in the eye and felt a divine lust in his face. He was glowing with a surge of incestuous energy and his whole existence was on fire as he held his mother as his wife from her motherly chuchies over the bra. I was feeling very shy like a kinky teenage girl and for a moment I let the thought go that he is my son. So what if he is. He had every right to do anything to his mother as now I was his wife. He bent his face on the slit of my chuchies and sniffed there.
“o mother do u know how much I like this pond’s smell on ur bras”
“o my raja beta o my husband why don’t u take off this filthy cloth and let my motherhood be bared to you in all its glory. I m sure you will like it just like your father” saying this I shook my chuchies like a club dancer on my sons face. The bra came off on its own and now I was shamelessly slapping my motherly breasts on my sons face. It reminded me of his childhood when I often boob-danced on his face as a child. How his little fingers would then bruise my knockers. This went on until he was well into class 5. sometimes he would come from school and jump straight into mommy’s bed, while me still in my loose nightclothes, he ripped them apart and told me to boob-dance. O, how erotic it was. I think it was then when I saw the seeds of this incest. I was lost in retrospect when the feeling of teeth on my chuchy woke me up…
“o yes, ahan, aaammmmmmm,,uuuuummmmmmm o mera beta mera pati…maan ko maja de na….mmm hai…..kha le na meri chuchy….”
“hai mummy mommu meri patni meri ggody bua…thoda sa boob-dance kar do na.” my son looked me in the eyes with a power I could not refuse. I started humming a lullaby and shook my chuchies on his face... slowly…ever so slowly...and then I slapped them on his cheeks. it was a place where I found bliss. her breasts were all I ever needed. we stayed like that all day and night. we married n lived happily ever after.
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