An Indian woman wants to get pregnant so she goes on a
yatra (Divine Travel) and her son accompanies her.
Finally she decides to get help from him. (F/M-teen,
inc, 1st, religious, India)
***
I belong to a middle class south Indian family. My
mother Sujatha was married at the age of 17 to her
uncle - my grandmother's brother - after his first wife
died. This type of marriage is considered legal in our
family. My father, Mr. Krishnan is an officer in
agriculture department. Just after the marriage my
mother gave birth to my sister. Two years later I was
born. I am now 18 and my mom is around 38. My sister
Renuka is 20 and my father is fifty. My sister got
married a year ago to our uncle (my mother's younger
brother). He is senior to her by 5 years; they live at
the nearby town.
Now let me come to the story proper. I had completed my
junior college and was contemplating higher studies in
Australia. After 21 years of marriage, my parents
desired to have one more child, as they would be alone
after I will go abroad for studies. Life will be
monotonous for them if they do not have a reason to
work. Moreover we were well off and they were earning a
good pay.
One day my father called me and told me about their
desire and told me that I can go abroad only after the
conception of a baby. I was totally disappointed as
that meant postponing my plans by a year. Anyway, I had
no other choice so I agreed to his conditions.
Now, let me describe my parents. My father is a lean,
tired looking man, who due to his official worries
looks 10 years older than his age. But my mom is just
opposite of what my dad is. She is fair with the
characteristic sandalwood colour of an antharjanam (as
Namboothiri Brahmin women are known as), 5'3'' tall,
longhaired, average built with nose ring. People around
us were gossiping that she was actually not our mom and
were concocting stories around her. Her breasts were
firm and her face as fresh as an early morning rose.
One day I came across some new books in the house. One
of the books was on tantra. When I was a child I was
told tantra gives people magic and evil magicians
always used tantra. I thought it would be a great idea
to know more about it.
I grabbed the book and started reading. It was not
until I read the first part I realized tantra has lot
to do with sex and sexuality. The chapter that
attracted me most is called 'Yoni (Vagina) Tantra'. In
this chapter it says one should worship yoni, caress
the breasts and the yoni, and have ritual intercourse
with the yoni. It was very exciting for me to read but
my blood ran wild in my body when I read section two of
the chapter. In that, god Shiva says to Parvati that
the best of all Yoni is mother's yoni. In his words he
says,
"The devotee should worship the mother's yoni and have
intercourse with all Yonis." The immediate question
that sprang in my head is 'Does that mean even with
mother's yoni!' Then in section Five, it was again
stated about mother's yoni and its preparation. The
script does not say clearly that we should have
intercourse with mother's yoni or not but clearly says
'one should have intercourse with all Yonis between the
age of 12 to sixty and one should have intercourse with
the Yonis that bleed.'
Who brought that book in the house I was not sure. I
presumed that my father was the one who brought the
book. Only later I came to know that the book belonged
to my mother.
Nearly after a month my father called me again and told
me that my mother wants to go for a pilgrimage during
her school vacation, but the same period is a very busy
one for him to go with her. As I am free I must
accompany her for the month long pilgrimage to north
Indian temples. I had no other choice, but had to
accept. So it was decided that we would leave for the
pilgrimage on 15 April and return back by 10 May.
Tickets were reserved in A/C first class coupe, so that
our journey will be comfortable. The only problem was
that the tickets were booked jointly on my parent's
name. To avoid any complication I was advised to pose
as my father and call myself Krishnan if asked.
As planned, we started our journey by Rajdhani express
on 15 April. We arrived at the station by 8.30 P M,
although the train was supposed to arrive by 1 A M. My
father came to see us off at the station and he went
back after dropping at the station as he had to go
somewhere else. On arriving at the station, my mom told
me that I should not address her as 'amma' (mom in
Malayalam) in public, as tickets were booked on the
name of husband and wife. She asked me to call her by
her pet name, 'Suji' in public, and call her mom only
in private throughout the journey. I agreed.
To my surprise another thing happened immediately
thereafter. A Tamil lady who was also waiting for the
train asked my mom about us and she told her that I am
her husband and we are going on a honeymoon trip right
after our marriage. I was rather shocked. At that time
a flower seller came with jasmine flowers and the old
lady presented my mom with a long garland and asked me
to tie it on my mom's hair, as it was customary for
them that a husband should do it to a 'sumangali'
(Married woman with her husband alive).
My mom without any hesitation turned around to show her
long hair towards me and I did it with a shivering
hand, as I had never ever in my life had thought of my
mom in that position. I was always taught to revere my
mother. In fact mothers are even held higher than
goddesses in India!
The same lady noticed the black thread on my mom's neck
and enquired her what that is my mom told her it is her
mangalsutra, (symbol of marriage among Brahmins) but
the lady immediately told her that as we are traveling
north where the mangalsutra should be of yellow thread
and she asked her son to buy one from the nearest shop.
Her son brought one immediately. Now the lady wanted me
to tie the same around my mom's neck.
I was embarrassed and did not know what to do. But my
mom was very casual and she too encouraged me to tie
around her. She told me in a husky voice that I should
do this to avoid any suspicion. I hesitantly did the
same. To my relief the train arrived. I was glad that I
would not undergo any further embarrassment. It was
announced on the microphone.
"Would all passengers please board the train on
platform no. 1? The train will depart in five minutes."
There was a buzz of activity as people boarded and
others alighted from the train.
As we entered the coupe, my mom told me that she wants
to change her sari and get into her casual night dress
and to my shock she took out a sleeveless see through
dress from her bag and I have never seen her in such a
dress before. She removed her sari as I turned my face
the other side but she was totally unconcerned of my
presence there.
The coolness of the air conditioning with the
intoxicating smell of the jasmine flower had already
had its toll on my sexual urges and this act of my mom
was too much for my dick and it was already pole like.
I was so engulfed in controlling my feelings and I came
back to the world when my mom announced that is over
and I turned and again I was surprised because I could
see the neckline that plunged down between her breasts
clearly showing no bra. I yelled, "Mom. What is this?
If any one comes in what you will do?"
My mom calmly replied, "Chithu dear, we are inside a
private coupe and I insisted for this to have some
freedom for our journey and I will change into a more
descent dress during the day time. Moreover, now you
are my husband officially as you have tied a
mangalsutra around my neck and no woman is shy before
her husband," saying this all as she passed a cunning
smile.
A dull roar was heard from the engines as they took up
the strain of their load, and the train, almost
imperceptibly, began to move out of the terminal. At
what seemed at first a snails pace, but with ever
increasing speed, we moved through the city suburbs,
past tall buildings, over and under road bridges, then
out into the residential areas.
Soon the train reached the outer suburbs and began to
move into the deserted plains. It was a dark moonless
night, and the lights inside made it almost impossible
to see anything but an occasional pinprick of light
emanating from some isolated dwelling. I looked back at
mother and wondered over mother's choice of clothing.
She saw me looking at her.
"Its lovely to be with you like this."
I never considered my mother as a sexual being but
suddenly she was the sexiest woman on earth. Her
sensual beauty was such that it took an enormous effort
of will to keep my eyes away. I took in her breasts,
which were large and firm, with up pointed nipples that
stood out long and hard. I could see the nice waist,
the smooth swelling hips and long shapely legs.
Do you love me, Chithu?" she asked softly.
"Oh, Yes, Mother, I love you very much," I said.
"Could you love me as a woman," she asked quietly,
pausing for several moments before continuing, "instead
of a mother?"
"What," I was shocked, not believing what I heard.
"I want a child and your father is failing to make me
pregnant."
"But..." Before I can say something mom said.
"He allowed me to have a child from anyone, Could you
love me as a man?"
I was shocked and was unable to speak.
"Oh god Ma! AAAAH!" My cock was hard like a rock by
thinking that my mom, who gave birth to me, now wants
to give birth to my baby! I jumped and grabbed her in
my arms. I felt her hand wrap around my throbbing
maleness. "I'll do whatever you want."
"Just make soft, gentle love to me," she murmured
pressing her womanhood against my leg. My fingers
explored the warm softness of her nether regions, and I
received another shock. Her pubis was as smooth and
hairless as it had been the day she had been born. Her
pussy was shaved and bare.
My God, I thought to myself, mother had shaved herself
just for me. She had known all along that she was going
to seduce me. She had planned to make love to me. This
was no spur of the moment happening. She had purposely
set out to fuck me and she was succeeding. Her grip
over my cock took me over the moon. In my mind I was
already in her pussy.
My brain suddenly exploded with erotic depravity and I
couldn't stop the eruption in my loins.
"Oh shit!" I groaned as my cock jerked wildly and sent
a giant geyser of hot, scorching cum up against my
pajama.
"Oh, No, Beta!" mother wailed, "I'm, Sorry, Beta! Oh,
Beta, Sorry."
Even as she apologized her hand clenched tightly around
my spurting cock. She helped me drop my wet pajama.
Keeping her hand wrapped around the thick, pulsating
barrel of my big cock, she leaned down over it. Just as
a second giant stream of thick, fiery semen erupted
from the big, purple head of my cock. The stream of cum
struck her in the face, but she quickly took me in her
mouth.
"Oh fuck, Ma!" I wheezed asthmatically as her hot,
sucking lips encircled my manhood.
As she sucked on my throbbing maleness, another
gigantic spout of foamy cream shot into her mouth. I
could feel her quickly swallow as she sucked on me as
hard as she could. I could feel her hand roughly
sliding up and down my cock as she urged me to give up
more of my fertile cream.
Groaning, I struggled up, gently pushing her up and
away from my cock. My cock was erect despite throwing a
lot of cream. She immediately threw her nightdress and
adjusted her body upon the berth.
I stood over her on my hands and knees and felt her
hand find my hardness again. Grasping it, she roughly
guided it down to the wet, waiting wound between her
legs. She Feverishly fitted the great bulbous head of
my cock into her burning socket; she thrust herself up
at me.
"Ram it deep and fill your mama's cunt up. Take me
baby! Take me and possess me as your woman!"
"Oh fuck!" I said, feeling the fiery heat of her vagina
envelop the head of my penis.
"Just move it back and forth in me... Ohhhh."
Groaning with pleasure, I thrust myself down into her
hot, sucking womanhood.
I never felt such power or pleasure. I never felt so
dominant. I was inside my mother. Inside the boiling
cauldron of my beginning! Inside the forbidden cavern
of motherhood! I returned to the womb that had
nourished me and gave me life. Now I was buried up to
the hilt in the hot, sucking tightness of her most
sacred of sacred of places about to give her another
life.
I felt the satin sheath of her vagina tighten around my
cock.
"Mother, oh mother."
In reply mother gave out little murmurs and squeals as
she angled my penis to glide against her clitoris.
"Darling, mm... mmm... ah... my love... my dearest
love..."
I was lost in her. Never in all my limited life
experiences I felt such a sense of melding. We3 were no
longer two people, but one. I never wanted to separate
from her, but orgasm approached, the moment of climax,
after which came the tragedy of separation.
I fought against my desire to pour me into her,
desperately wanting to prolong the ecstasy, but now mom
was crying, "Let it come into be my love... My
darling... Please, please impregnate me... Mother wants
your sperm so badly..."
I lost the battle to hold off, and as I flamed into
her, she suddenly began to vibrate. "Oh God, no...
no... I can't bear it... it's too much... Oh god,
yes... deeper, deeper!"
Her whole body throbbed, and with a great shriek, her
orgasm overwhelmed her. She grabbed my hips so tight
and dug her fingernails into my butt until I thought
she would draw blood.
We cried out broken pledges of love, desire and lust as
our fluids mingled within her pussy. Then it was over.
Mom drooped over my body, her lovely breasts brushing
against my chest. "My love... oh my love... my
beautiful boy," she moaned.
The train entered a big tunnel and I was shocked to
hear strange big sounds. I felt I was passing through a
magical cave in Arabian Nights.
***
We just lay there for a while with my cock in her cunt
kissing and stroking each other. That was the moment I
think everything changed between us.
"Did you mind doing that with your mother?"
"Mother, it was..."
"Yes, darling, it was incest. Do you mind?"
"If that was incest, then I want to be always
committing incest."
She hugged me tight again and kissed me on my forehead,
nose, cheeks, and lips. It was exhilarating and I was
overcome with emotion and love for my mother. And I
said, "Oh Mom, I love you more than ever. It will be
just you and me. Just you and me Mom! I'll always be
here for you too– forever. I wish I could marry you!"
"I already feel like a newlywed. But if you wish I'll
marry you in secret, I'll be your wife."
"Oh mom, that's unbelievable; you are unbelievable. You
make me feel so happy."
I kissed her long and hard. I kissed my way down to her
breasts, and took one long, hard nipple into my mouth,
sucking and licking. Mom cried out in pleasure. My
penis that was slackened a little started to rise
again.
"Honey, I know this is going to sound crazy, but can we
wait?"
My head swirled. "Wait for what mom?"
"Wait until we get married in some way...or do some
kind of ceremony... before you're... inside me? Can we
just love each other another way until we do that? Can
we darling?"
What a relief. "Sure mom, we'll do it any way you
like." I said.
With the physical exertion of our lovemaking, we were
both sweating. There was an aroma in the air that often
comes from sexual activity. Mom drew close to me and
put one leg over my body, and still laughing said,
"My love, I think we'd better clean up."
The shower alcove being somewhat limited in size
prevented us to have shower together. Mother showered
first and than me. When I completed my shower, I found
mom lying on top of the berth. In my absence she
cleaned the berth of any trace of sexual activity. We
smiled into each other's eyes. Almost unexpectedly, the
train passed over a bridge with a noise.
"Come and lay down, darling. Just come and relax.
Everything is going to be all right."
Soon the train started to slow down as it came to an
old railway town now falling into disuse. All this
helped me get my mind out of sex. I ejaculated twice
and it was quiet late in night. I started to feel
dizzy. Soon I was sleeping.
After about four hours the slowing down of the train
and then halting on a station awakened me. Mom was
already awake. This time we talked more about our
destination and arrangement there than anything else.
Soon the diesel motors revved and the train slowly
moved out of the station. We sat watching the city pass
by until the train was once more out on the seemingly
barren plain. Occasional groups of sheep and goats
could be seen grazing on what sustenance they could
find.
As the train settled down to its cruising speed, mom
seemed to come to a decision. She turned to me and
calmly but seriously began to speak.
"Last night we were a bit carried away. But that was
last night, and things can happen in the night that in
the morning we regret. Now, in daylight, I want to know
if you regret what we did."
I knew that I had crossed a boundary last night, the
boundary of ancient taboos, of popular prejudice and
legal stipulations.
"Mother, I have no regrets. I'm glad you found the
courage to take the first step. If it is at all
possible, I want us to continue to be lovers"
Mom leaned against me and whispered, "Thank you, my
love."
"Mother, is it still possible for you to get pregnant?"
"Yes, darling. I can still get pregnant and I want to
get pregnant"
"I will do my best to realize this dream." Saying this
I kissed mom. She returned my kiss but said, "Remember,
you will to wait a little."
We looked out of the window and saw a line of low hills
on the horizon, gradually drawing nearer. At one
stopping point, we realized how hungry we were. Mom was
carrying some food that we took with tea.
The train was now oriented towards semi-desert country,
were tiny huddles of houses set there to service the
trains in the days of steam engines. We were to travel
along that way until we took a line branching towards
city of Varanasi. From there we have to reach the
village Candi.
***
On Friday afternoon, 17th April, we got to the village
of Candi. We got the cottage booked already so went
right to it. We then had a light lunch, took shower,
got dressed and went to the temple about 5 p.m. Mom
wore a red dress that she was carrying for this
purpose.
The bridal dress was very erotica. It was sheer and it
was bright. The bra was sheer enough to reveal her
nipples through. The fact that her face was covered
with a veil while almost everything else was exposed
had me stiff as a pole. Inside the temple mom asked me
to get the Pooja ticket under the names of Chitu and
Sujata for the consummation of a marriage.
Inside the temple, I gave the ticket to the priest. The
priest looked at it and smiled at me. Then he asked mom
to proceed and asked me to come aside. I think he
guessed something fishy but before I could say anything
he said he has seen other couples like us before. He
asked me if I am planning for short term or long term.
I said long term! He then said he would perform a very
strong Pooja that would make us lovers that night and
many more nights. Mom gave me 500 rupees, which I
handed over to him. His face glen and he went inside to
perform the Pooja.
He gave two garlands to us for putting on each other.
He then told us to bow at god's feet on the floor,
which we did. Next he told us to bow to at my each
other's feet too and take each other's blessings. At
the end he gave us a sweet dumpling and asked us to eat
half and half. We ate it. He then gave a garland of
flowers and told mom to wear them in her head. Mom
happily wore them on. Then he finished his last
blessings on us. As I followed mom to go outside, the
priest then called me back. He gave me another dumpling
and said "Come back with your kid next year!" I was
shocked hearing it!
My excitement grew as we got to our cottage and I
opened the door. As mom got inside, I quickly closed
the door and locked it well. As mom was walking away
from me, I quickly grabbed her loose end of the sari
and pulled her it towards me. Mom made a surprising
sound turning towards me. I then went to her and
grabbed her by her midriff and pulled her towards me.
To my surprise She was acting a bit shy. I kissed her
on the lips and parted her lips with my tongue. As I
looked at her face it appeared that she was enjoying it
with her eyes closed.
"You look so beautiful, my bride." I pampered her.
I cupped her right breast with my left hand, still
kissing her, and squeezed it. By now her loose end sari
is dangling on the floor and her blouse-covered breasts
are pressing hard against me. Our lips were locked in
our kiss and hands are measuring and squeezing her
motherly boobs. I used my right hand to pullout her
sari tangles at the front. They loosened so easily and
I got the complete sari on the floor.
I know her petticoat is tied to her waist on her right
side as she always ties that way. There is always a
hole between two ends of the cloth and whenever she
used to tie before me. I put my left hand inside her to
grab her forbidden mound. The touch of her naked cunt
sent shivers in my body as I realized that my mother's
vagina is going to be my cunt forever.
I cupped her mound to let her know I have access to her
forbidden womanhood. I then sent my middle finger
through her hole to tell her motherhood is being
conquered. I found it hard twitching her pussy through
her petticoat hole so I took off my hand and opened her
petticoat. As I loosened the knot and removed it over
her well-formed arse, it fell down to the ground.
I was still busy kissing and squeezing her but as she
got naked beneath, I got my right hand to cup her
motherly cunt mound. Suddenly I realized my dick is
dying to be freed out of my pants so I suddenly stopped
out of everything I wa wearing. That did take a bit of
time while I saw mom squeezing her left breast with one
hand and fingering her cunt with the other.
As I took off my clothes mom kept looking at my erect
cock. She still got her blouse and bra on which she
realized and started unhooking the blouse. I didn't
bother to open her hooks so I pulled them off. It took
some force and also got torn at few places before the
blouse and bra opened and mom took them off.
I looked at her in awe as though I was waiting for that
day for my entire life. I could not help but get my kid
feeling as I took one of her nipples into my mouth to
suckle on them. It was a great feeling sucking the same
nipple I fed on but now to feed my sexual hunger. "My
mother is mine", I thought as I sucked on her breast
while with my two hands I kneaded her other breast and
fingered her pussy.
After about five minutes I took her to the bed and she
voluntarily lay on her back. I positioned myself
between her legs, thanked god for my mother's vagina,
and then inserted my cock into her. Mom closed her eyes
as I slowly inserted my dick into her wet pussy. It was
then I grunted like a gorilla! With lots of pride!
I over excitement almost caused me to cum as I hit her
inner depths. So I had to stop and cool down for a
minute or so. Then I resumed fucking her. Mom closed
her eyes and started moaning as I started fucking her.
It was not long my mother-fucking balls decided to fill
her womb with its thick cum as it burst out of my dick
as it spasmed.
I fell on my mother, as my dick was busy emptying
itself in her cunt. As my dick wilted I rolled away
from her to her side as mom lay in the position for a
while.
"Am I good for you son, is mommy good for you baby?"
she asked.
"You're the best, mom, you're my pussy now aren't you
mom."
"Yes, I'm your pussy... your pussy... your pussy... yes
baby do that... fuck me, hey Ram..."
Once surely was not enough for a newly wed man like me.
After a little caressing and kissing from my mother I
was ready to fuck her again. This time I was determined
to take time to fuck her. I started by sucking her
nipples and then quickly got to lick her cunt. As she
widened her legs I had a good look at my birth hole
first time so close.
I sucked on her clit as she moaned like a bitch and had
an orgasm. I then licked her cunt walls and started
fucking her with my tongue. Mom by now was moaning like
hell as her cunt juices oozed out with more orgasms.
Once I had enough fun orally, I took her leg over and
tried entering her at the new angle. She responded
immediately. I felt her hand as it sought out the place
where we met and she rubbed the shaft as it entered her
and pressed on her clit.
"Yes my big cock," she said, "My big cock boy... inside
me... fucking me... this is what you want isn't it,
isn't it?" She was humping up at me as she spoke and I
told her what she wanted to hear as I penetrated her
pussy hard and fully.
"Yes mom, I'm fucking you, your boy is fucking you and
it's just what I want to do."
I started my mother fucking exercise with my throbbing
cock. This time my strokes were nice and slow. I was
more interested in experiencing mom's cunt rather than
filling her. After a long fuck session, I filled her
finally. A little later, mom got up and went to the
bathroom. She came back after her piss and cleaning and
took her petticoat from the floor to wear it. As she
took her bra and blouse to wear them too, she realized
they were torn and said, "You tore my nice blouse and
bra"!
Later we got dressed and went out to have dinner! Mom
asked if we could go to the temple once again so we
went again. After going through to alter I met the
priest once again and he asked me if everything is
well. I gave him another 500 rupees as a gift. He said
everything will be well from now on and blessed me
saying "may you father lots of children with your
mother!"
The words fell on me as lightening but the more
surprising was the coolness with which they were said.
The priest was not minding at all me marrying and fuck
my mother. While we came out of the temple we shared
the prasad we got and sat on a stair in the temple
complex for a while. Onlooker just took as another
married couple. When we got inside the cottage after
visiting the temple. Mom kissed me and said to me "Take
me my son! I am your wife from tonight!"
That night mom and me fucked for three times and for
the first time I got to fuck her doggie style.
Somewhere in the middle of the night, as I fondled her
tit, she awoke and said sleepily,
"You want me again baby?"
I said, "Mom, as long as you're in this bed, I want
you, and I'm not letting you out of this bed."
She laughed and said, "It's nice for an old lady to
have a young man with all this energy,"
I said, "Hey don't call my young wife an old lady." I
turned her over and entered her doggy-style. She must
have been sore from all the fucking I had given her
through the night but you wouldn't have know it by the
way she fucked back.
Her ass wiggled and humped and she said, "Give it to
me...oh God, you're so deep in my pussy." And I was.
With her knees spread and ass stretched towards me I
could feel that I was even deeper inside her than I was
when she was on her back.
I played with her tits as they hung and swayed. I
couldn't keep my hands off them all night and mom had
noticed. She said, "You like your mommy's tits don't
you baby?"
I said, "No mom, I love your tits." I massaged them and
pulled on the rubbery nipples as I went into her with
the whole length of my cock. By her grunts and moans I
couldn't imagine her taking any more than I gave her. I
tried not to pound her and she made smooth sounds to
the rhythm of my insertions.
As I fucked her she said, "You're going to keep your
promise aren't you baby? You won't stop wanting me,
will you?"
I said, "Mom, I'm not going to stop wanting you, I'm
not going to stop loving you and I'm not going to stop
fucking you. And I want to love you in every place I
can, in your beautiful mouth and in your wet pussy and
in your sweet round ass." It came out that way because
I was looking at her sweet round ass.
Mom surprised me when she said, "Yes baby, I want that
too; I want you everywhere. I want you to fuck me
everywhere, now baby, do it now, in my ass." My cock
was still wet with my mother's pussy juice and I put
the knob on her pucker and pushed. The noise she made
was more 'oww' than 'ooh' and I pulled out. I said,
"Did it hurt mom?"
She said, "A little, but it's okay, I want you to."
I said, "Wait a minute," I ran into her toilet box to
get some lubricant.
When I came back I put a glob on her hole and pushed
some in with my finger. She made some soothing sounds
as I circled her anus until it was shiny with the
jelly. I slopped it on my cock.
This time it went into her tight channel much easier.
It was unbelievable. I literally stuffed as much of my
thick cock into her as I could and she took it with a
single sound, an imploring high pitched, "Ooohhh... Oh
shit!" It was a sigh and a moan at the same time and it
lasted as long as it took for me to stretch her hole
and fill the tight passageway with a long and slow
insertion. When I was up in her and began moving she
said, "Yes baby, now you're inside me, inside your
momma's ass... what you want, isn't it baby... so that
I'm all yours."
"Oh mom..."
"I never let anyone do this before baby, just for you,
mommy's doing it just for her boy. OH"
Her grip on my cock inside her tight channel was
nothing like anything I had experienced. She rubbed her
clit back and forth with practiced fingers and then she
pressed and I felt her stiffen as she said, "Come in me
baby, come in me, OHHH..." I had already let the first
stream of cum go and when she began coming, her well-
lubricated ass took a pounding from me as hard and as
fast as I could power into her. Her "OHHH..." turned
into a long siren sound that continued as I sent my
sperm into her with each succeeding penetration. My
cock was shiny with cum as it slid fluidly in and out
of my mother's ass.
***
The caretaker of the cottage told us about a cave
temple adjacent to a hot spring in the midst of the
forest. This temple was supposed to be very sacred for
married couples - especially those who wanted children
and were not able to conceive. He told us that a couple
should first have a bath together in the nearby lake
water and go to the temple in nude. Only couples are
allowed to worship there.
My heart was thumping and at the back of my mind was
this thought about where this could lead us. We spent
an hour walking down the forest trail. Mom asked me to
take a rest. We sat down and drank some water. I put my
back to a tree and closed my eyes. I soon opened my
eyes but what I saw was astonishing. Mom was absent.
I panicked. A not-so-much-used narrow path was leading
in one direction. That was the only possible route she
could have taken in that mountain terrain. After five
minutes walk in dismay, I found a fairy bathing in a
small pool surrounded by beautiful locale, my God, it
was my mother! I became angry first, but cooled down
immediately looking at her serenity.
I walked up and called her to come out. She swam away
and called me to come in. I found no other way to get
her out. Leaving the bags on the shore, I stripped down
to my brief and jumped in. The pool was peculiarly warm
and, you believe me, I got an immediate erection as
soon as I got into it. I was a bit embarrassed but I
thought, 'The erection is inside the water and nobody
is going to see it'.
I approached my mother and caught her by her hand to
lead her out, but she pulled me in and pushed me down
into the depths. In that act, I felt her breasts
brushed against my face. They were big and firm. And
not only that, but to my horror, she was stark naked.
"You have taken a holy dip, my son, and now you can
come with me inside the temple." My mother pointed her
finger towards a cave.
"But, mom..." Even before I uttered a single word, her
fingers tipped against my erection and I was
dumbfounded.
Then she walked out in her naked glory. Her buttocks
were jutting out, round and heavy and swinging in
circular jerks. On the shore, she turned around. Her
boobs were full but falling a bit because of their
heaviness. Her bulged mound of a cunt was invitingly
soft. I was drawn to her like a monsoon fly to an open
flame.
My mother entered the cave followed by me. It was not a
mere cave, but a sculptured temple. And, a wide stone
altar was carved out on the floor-center.
The erotic statues and representations that cover the
outer and inner walls of the Hindu temple serve both a
magical and an instructional purpose. Through the power
of the yantras - the magical diagrams created by the
placement of the erotic imagery—the architect made the
temple a faithful reflection of the divine. At the same
time this imagery educated the faithful about the
fundamental aspects of the Hindu religion, wherein the
union of opposites in the sexual act is the perfect
image of the creative principle, and erotic enjoyment
is a reflection of divine bliss. But the present
society takes a negative attitude and believes sex is a
sin.
My mother turned around again and faced me. My cock
became painfully stiff. She pulled me up to and freed
my cock. She caressed it with her warm soft fingers. It
throbbed. She embraced me. Her firm heavy breasts
pressed against my bare wide chest. She kissed me fully
on my lips.
Then she stepped back, caught me by my cock, led me to
the altar and pushed me hard. I was down on the altar,
on my back. My cock was pointing the roof. She climbed
over me and crawled up. When her face was right above
my cock, she bent down and kissed its bare head. A
shiver ran through my body. She crawled further and
when her face was right above my face she kissed me
again. I could smell and taste the saltiness of my pre-
cum on her lips.
My mother then raised her hips, brought and placed her
soft cunt right above my cock and teased its tip by her
slimy slit. Unable to bear, I lunged upward.
"Ah ha!" She pulled herself up. I lost my patience. But
she commanded, "Hold my breasts and squeeze them, son"
I caught her fleshy melons and squeezed them. Closing
her eyes, she enjoyed it.
"Now I am going to take you through the 'sorggavaasal'
(gateway of heaven), my son" My mother announced.
"Yes, mom, but don't be so cruel. I'm dying," I cried
desperately. "Allow me to enter."
"That's my lover boy. Here it is, now I am going to
fuck my own son's virile and virgin cock with my
experienced, motherly, mouth watering cunt."
With these erotic words, my mother slipped down my
stiff vertical pole with her hot juicy cunt. Heaven I
entered into. Heaven indeed it was, though hot as
inferno.
My mother started moving up and down. With each
movement, my cock divined the pleasure depths of her
juicy pit. Sometime, she sits upright and do up-down
jumps and sometime, she lies with her big breasts on my
chest and flays my cock, raising and lowering her
buttocks. All the time she was uttering carnal spicy
words and sentences.
"Ah, my son, so deep it goes. Never before, my womb was
invaded so far. Push it up and fuck me deep"
I responded and fucked her up from under. It was like
swimming in eternal sweetness.
"Fuck my boy, fuck the cunt that gave you birth. Your
sturdy cock stretches my cunt hole wide," My mother
cooed. "Moving in and out, it sure will iron out the
wrinkles there."
With her cascade like black hair let loose and her
breasts swinging, my mother looked like a Demonic
Goddess. With guttural noises, she flung out filthy
words. Increasing her fucking speed she started
devouring me like a lioness on its prey.
"Fuck my son, fuck me. Fuck your sex-starved mom. Fuck
my fuckable cunt with your thick and lengthy lance.
Fuck me fuck. Fuck me fuck..." My mother shrieked in a
frenzy state and ground her swollen cunt lips at the
base of my cock.
She was fucking me like a goddess of love, sent down
from heaven as my personal slut .I rose to give it to
her, feeling the cum rise within.
Then it happened: her pelvic muscles started pulsating
waves after waves and her whole body shivered. A gush
of hot juices poured down from her inner walls of a
cunt.
"Pump out now. Pump out your semen and flood my cunt.
Feed your mummy's womb with your cock's fresh ambrosia"
So demanding she fell down on my chest and fucked me
with short little strokes.
My own cock then erupted stream after stream and the
fullness of my balls emptied up into her cunt. I fucked
back until the lost drop of my semen was out. Then I
laid there spent-up with my mother on me, panting.
When we regained our normal breaths, my mother kissed
me affectionately, and dismounted me. Then she
encircled my sticky limp cock with her fingers and
said, "Come on, let us go out, get into the pool, wash
and regain our energy. Goddess of this temple is much
pleased with our performance."
When we came out of the cave, it was dark already and
it happened to be a full moon day. The moon was rising
in the eastern sky. The forest was calm and dreamy.
Fireflies were everywhere flying criss-crossly.
The pool was warm as it was before and stimulated us,
in that strange way, as soon as our skins touched its
water. Coming out of my shyness, this time, I pulled my
mommy from behind, nesting my cock in the fold of her
buttocks, hugged and squeezed her breasts. We were
petting and kissing and the night was felt so
beautiful.
"Let's go inside again," My mother said. "We ought to
offer the Goddess, our cunt-cock union, right on her
altar."
Then she led me in to the cave. No light was required
inside. The temple was carved out in such a way that
the rays of the full moon were finding ways to lit up
the interior sufficiently. Only then I noticed the cave
interior was full of erotic sculptures: I pointed out
them to my mother. Together we, hand in hand, went up
to and looked at them:
At the entrance, on the back-wall, on one side, was
sculptured a standing naked woman with her one leg
slightly lifted to reveal her slit.
On the other side of the entrance was a sculptured
naked man (rather a boy) standing with a huge erected
cock tilting upwards.
The second one to the sculptured naked woman was the
sculpture of the same woman sitting on a throne,
leaning backward with her parted thighs, offers her
sliced cunt for the knelt down boy to lick.
Symmetrically, on the other side, the boy was seated
the same way and his cock being sucked by the woman
with cheeks in-caved.
Then on one side, sitting on a divan, the woman, with
lifted legs folded at her knees, spreads her cunt like
a flower, while the boy, standing in front, inserts his
thick cock into that flowered cunt.
On the other side, fully stretched on her side, the
woman, with her upper leg folded unto her breast,
yields her bulged cunt, and the boy from behind,
leaning on his elbow, drives his cock into it.
Then in the next, the woman, lying on her back, offers
her cunt up and the boy from top, holding her breasts,
buries his cock down into her uplifted cunt.
Other side, in symmetry, the woman is down on her fours
with her head lifted and mouth slightly opened, while
the boy is bolting her from behind, in doggy style.
And at the center, in the deep back wall, the boy lies
on his back with his pole pointing upward and the
woman, with her legs on both sides of his hips,
descents on him, swallowing his cock into the mouth of
her cunt.
"Here are the guide ways," My mother declared seeing
those sculptures. "No doubt, as lovers, we have to
perform all these acts and fulfill us, as well as the
Goddess."
And we stayed there whole night. And in the moonlight,
the sculptures appeared as real human beings engaged in
the pleasure acts. Needless to say we performed every
act depicted in those sculptures. I ejaculated seven
times: six times inside my mother's cunt and one time
in her mouth. Every time, a dip in the pool invigorated
our energies.
After completing the five fuck-acts, my mother sucked
my cock, as the sixth act, until it spurt out and she
drank the outcome. I too performed the eating of her
pussy until she achieved the climax. Finally, as the
seventh act, she enacted again the first commenced
woman-on-top act and with our gushing finale, my mother
declared that the sanctifying festival had come to an
end.
When we came out of the cave, finally, the moon was
setting in the west and the golden sun was rising on
the east.
In the morning sunlight, on the temple wall, there
above the entrance, I could read out a Sanskrit sloka,
engraved in Tamil-Brahmi script:
Vandhaegurusthanam sukhayoanisaagaram |
Lingaamrthapriyam suthakaami maatharam ||
This with my acquired skill in that language, roughly
translates:
I worship the plump-breasted, the pleasure-ocean-cunt
possessor |
The cock-nectar lover, the son-desiring mother ||
I was astonished. It was unbelievable. A temple
constructed to worship the son-fucking mother as a
Goddess. And we, a mother and son, were dragged unaware
to do a whole night 'leela' to commemorate it.
My mother asked me affectionately, "Would you like to
honor the Goddess at our home too?"
"I would love to do it anywhere anytime" I answered. We
embraced once again at the temple gate and together we
bowed and kissed the holy site.
***
Journey back home was not as eventful as the journey
from it. During the journey my mom told me that I could
treat her as my wife when dad is not around. In
presence of others I would have to mind my manners. She
said she would be my mother only when people are
around.
At the station my Father came to receive us. I found
myself hiding my guilt. I had dishonored my father. I
slept with his wife, his lover, and his betrothed. I
knew it was an unforgivable act. Both mom and me had an
unspoken pact to not speak a word of it.
After reaching back things became the wrong kind of
'Cool' between mom and me. Even though I felt sorry for
mom, it was hard control my lust as I was seeing her
hot body all the time. I could not help but gawk at her
all the time and stroke my dick when she wasn't
watching.
It was a Sunday. My father left us after lunch to meet
someone. As soon as I saw him go, I switched on to my
erotic side. After his leave mom went back into the
house and I followed her. I then closed the door and
the windows and then went to the kitchen and grabbed
mom by her midriff and said 'Now I got you all by
myself!'
"Not now Ramesh!" mom screamed "Can't you see I am
busy?" grappling to get away from me.
'You can't be busy when I want you mother!' I said
still trying to hold on to her.
"Let me go!" mom pushed me away. She was not in the
mood of sex. I took few steps back and balanced myself
with that push!
With rage, I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her out
of the kitchen and then to the lounge before I threw
her on the floor. Before she could put a sad face, I
caught her loose end of the sari and pulled it until
she twisted and turned to loose the entire sari. She
was struggling to ask me to leave her. Throwing the
sari on the sofa, I said to her 'you might be my mother
but you will do as I say! You could dictate me when dad
was around but not anymore!'
After a pause, I leaned over her and made her rest on
her back. She got her both hands over her blouse
looking at me with disgust. I controlled both her hands
with my left hand and lifted them away from chest
enough to get access to her blouse hooks between her
breasts with my right hand. I then pulled the blouse to
snap the hooks saying 'Now I will make you remember I
can enjoy you anytime my dear mother! You will learn to
obey me!' It took me three times to pull open her
blouse and bra. I was thankful mom always uses front
open blouses and bras. They are easier to rip open!
Mom was crying but gave up pretty quickly as I yanked
her petticoat up while kissing her breasts and
comfortably placed myself between her legs. I then
guided myself into her and started fucking her. My
blood was running full speed in my body as I felt it in
my thrust. Mom was shaking up and down for every stroke
of mine. I liked the way her breasts wobbled as I
fucked her cunt. Few minutes later I filled her with my
cum once again. I collapsed on her still kneading her
breasts as my dick emptied.
After I got enough energy, I then said to her 'I should
have done this before mother! Now you know nobody can
save you from me when I want you! I will molest you
whenever I want and will fuck you anytime I want! You
better obey me or plead me to leave you! Or else I will
make sure this motherly body of yours will always get
raped by this horny son of yours!'
Mom just lay there and did not say a word. After a
while I got up and while walking to bathroom, I looked
at her. The whole atmosphere was completely different.
It never looked as if there were many people in that
room an hour ago. Dad's ceremony indications were not
visible anymore. Instead there were all the signs of a
raped mother. Mom was lying flat on her back with her
torn blouse and bra and her petticoat lifted up to her
thighs. Her sari was on the sofa and the room has the
aroma of mother-son sex juice mixture.
I felt a bit bad looking at my mother in that situation
but kind a felt bit proud that I did that to her! I
went to the toilet to relieve myself. When I came back
to the lounge mom walked past me with her sari in her
hand and still wearing her torn blouse and bra and went
into her bedroom.
I sat in the lounge watching TV. She went to toilet a
few minutes later and then came to the lounge. She
changed into her nightdress now. I was really surprised
how well she's taking everything I am doing to her. I
thought she will lock herself up in her bedroom and
probably cry but she looked fresh and took only the
possible time for changing her clothes.
She then went to the kitchen and prepared us some
coffee. The only different thing she did was she kept
quiet for the rest of the evening.
***
I don't know if dad had ever figured out that I am
fucking mom. There were few obvious moments that he
caught us both on but never said a word on them.
Neither did he tried to stop us being alone together.
Either he didn't figure it out or he didn't choose to
believe that a mother and son could have a sexual
relationship. It can also be that he probably guessed
it and chose to overlook it.
He arrived at the house unannounced one night and you
guessed it! We were in the middle of our mother and son
reunion. We took some time to open the door as mom had
to dress up as I scrambled to bathroom to rid off my
erection. Mom opened the door and was shocked to see
dad there but she quickly cover up the delay saying she
was sleeping and thought Chithu would open the door.
Dad asked where was I and said I was probably in the
toilet.
As I loosened my erection to come and greet dad, I
could not help but notice our room smelt of our sex. I
felt a bit kinky by the smell, as it's hard to explain
its presence where a mother and son live together. And
secondly when the visitor is mom's husband. I don't
know if dad smelt it because he never asked anything
about it. Mom kept him busy asking questions as I felt
I was a little disoriented with unfinished sex and
watching mom trying to cover up our deed. I really
wanted to throw dad out and fuck mother then and there!
But I controlled.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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