Forced Tradition
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mother's name is Nirmala, now she is 53, and at the time of this story
starting she was 40 years old. I come from the most unusual background
you can imagine. I am from Thanjavur, an agriculture heaven of south
India, Tamilnadu. It is a land where large and extended family is the
norm, I come from a background, where I am the only son of an only
son, of an only son. Its something that dates back seven generations
and its purpose was to maintain the concentration of family wealth. My
father had a sister, as do I.
My father was an Indian army major. During 1987, He had been sent to
Colombo as part of Indian Peace keeping Force (IPKF) to maintain law
and order in Jafna, Northern Colombo. He died there in a conflict
between IPKF and LTTE rebels and we couldn't even recover his body
from that battle ground. He had been married to my mother for just ten
years during which they had had myself and my younger sister. My
grandmother had passed away before my birth. So now the only family I
had was my mother, my baby sister and my Grandfather. My father's
sister was already married and living 300 miles away in chennai,
though she did occasionally come and visit.
Our house was covered in black and white photographs and particularly
my father, who upon being martyred, had become my grandfather's pride
and joy.
The house we lived in was huge, with plenty of servants with their
own quarters, gardens and our own stables. I recall we had several
cattles as well as the usual farm animals. My grandfather always used
to tell me that it was all for me now and that when I grew up I would
be one of the wealthiest men in the area and that a great deal was
expected from me.
So my story begins with my earliest memories. You see from the day I
was born I shared my mother's room. Even when my sister was born, I am
told she was looked after by a nanny, and I was in my mother's room. I
had often shared her bed and I remember sucking her tits, long after
she had stopped producing milk. My mother would always ensure I was
asleep, before nodding off and should I ever wake up in the middle of
the night, she would be there.
I guess my clearest memory is when I was about 14 years old, yes I
was doing my ninth standard in a local high school. I awoke in the
middle of the night. It was a dark and hot humid night. The fan was
almost turning away above my head, I looked across at my mother's bed
and she was not there. This was the first time that this had happened
and I was surprised and scared as to what had happened to her. I
looked around the room, but she wasn't there. I got out of bed and in
the darkness headed for the door. My grandfather's room was next to my
mother's room and my room was on the other side. My sister's room was
opposite my mother's.
I looked towards my room, but something told me to go to my
grandfather's room. As I got to the door I noticed that it was
slightly open. Without thinking I pushed the door open and walked in
thinking I would find my grandfather and ask him where my mother was.
I walked over to his bed in the dark and was even more frightened to
learn that he too was not in bed. The sound of the fan, was drowning
out all noise and I stood there wandering what to do. As my eyes
became used to the light, I noticed that the light of my grandfather's
bathroom was on. I walked over to it and by now I could actually hear
sounds coming from the bathroom.
I knew it was my mother and my grandfather's voices and they were not
only talking but I could clearly hear my grandfather's words. Instead
of walking in I found myself standing just outside the door listening.
Through the crack in the door I peeked in and my jaw dropped as I saw
my mother, naked with her back to me. She was on her knees in front of
my grandfather, who was sitting on the toilet. He had NOTHING on too
and his eyes were closed. My mother's legs were apart and I could
clearly see the light bouncing off her ass. I could also see the crack
of her cunt, cleanly shaven. Then in my excitement I let out a grunt
and they must have heard because the next thing I knew, the door was
shut from the other side. I knocked and my mother answered. They must
have known that it was me, as no one else would dare go into my
grandfather's room. My mother answered, and told me to wait that she
will come out in a second.
Few seconds later my mother came out from the bathroom just in
petticoat and bra and nothing else. She picked me up and started
smothering me and took me back to her room. On the way I noticed two
things, the petticoat she was wearing was not at all a petticoat and
it was my grandfather's lungi. Second the lungi was soaked in her
sweat by the time we got to her room. My mother put me on the bed and
was talking to me all the time. Then there and then she took the lungi
off in the dark and threw it on the floor and pulled on one of her own
petticoat. Mother was wearing nothing else other than her bra on her
top and she came and lay down beside me. Her bra hooks were not
properly done and I could clearly see my mother's tits.
My mother pulled me to her and asked me what I had seen. I told her
nothing, at which she seemed almost disappointed. She asked me if I
was sure and I told her yes I didn't see anything and asked her what
they did in the bathroom. My mother just lay there and pulled me
closer to her.
She started to explain to me that I was too young to understand and
that one she would explain to me what was going on. She said that as
the lady of the house it was her duty to keep all the "boys" of the
family satisfied. This included my grandfather, as he had no wife. She
then promised that she would explain what happened to her when
grandfather was not around. Since I was tired of my previous day
school activities, I must have fallen asleep in her arms.
The next day I awoke to learn that I was not going to school that day
as my mother had a great deal to explain to me she said. My
grandfather had gone out early to attend farm works. This left me more
or less alone with my mother. When I had woken up and had my
breakfast, my mother told me that I would be taking a bath and that
she would wash me herself to make sure I got everything clean. I
protested that I don't want to take bath naked before my mother, but
she insisted to do that.
So I was dragged into the bathroom naked with my mother washing me.
As we only have showers in our bathrooms, it was obvious that my
mother would get soaked too. Her blouse was now clinging to her and it
was obvious in the light of day that my mum was gorgeous. She had
lovely big round tits, with large nipples, which were sticking out
from the material and her saree and her petticoat were sticking
tightly to her ass and her pussy. It was obvious that my mother's
pussy was freshly shaven.
My mother must have noticed my staring at her, because she asked me
if I liked looking at her and I just nodded. With that she locked the
bathroom door from the inside, even though no one would ever have come
in. She took off her blouse and saree in a flash and threw it on the
floor. Now my mother was only in her bra and petticoat. On the back of
the door was a change of clothes for both of us, so it was obvious
that she had planned it all.
My mother then asked me to help her wash, she passed me the soap and
asked me to soap her back for her. I began rubbing the soap and she
just closed her eyes and I went further and further down, till I was
rubbing her ass. I went further and rubbed the bar of soap over lower
belly. I was surprised at how warm and smooth it was. My mother just
looked at me and smiled. She looked down at my cock and saw how hard
it was. It must have been puny, but I guess that must have been part
of the attraction for my mother, or any mom for that matter.
Rubbing soap into your mother's ass, her crack, on her tits,
anywhere, is one of the most pleasurable feelings any son can have.
Trust me, I know, and at that moment I felt I was in heaven. Here was
my favourite woman, half naked, in the shower, playing with me
giggling and definitely turned on. Though I didn't know it at the
time, this was the beginning of my other relationship with my mother.
A relationship which knew no barriers and which has allowed me to live
the most unusual life you can imagine.
By the time our little game in the shower had finished I knew that my
life had changed forever. My beautiful mother, just 40, widowed, was a
sex machine, and from that shower, it has led to my life today,
whereby I still live in the same house, my grandfather died few years
ago, but during his lifetime I experienced all aspects of incest and
sex within a household.
After the shower, I went as usual to play with my friends. That
night, after everyone had gone to bed, I lay down with my mother. She
looked very different, she had flowers in her hair and she was wearing
only a see through nightie. The outline of her breasts was a sight to
behold. The lights had been turned down low and the fan as usual was
turning away. The door was locked. My mother asked me that she knew
there was something I wanted to tell her. So I did. I told her that I
had seen her with grandfather and I know what she did to grandfather.
To my surprise, my mother was not angry. She just pulled me closer to
her and explained that she would tell me the whole truth when proper
time comes. I could see tears flowing from her eyes so I didn't press
her to explain at once.
After some time, my mother told me that it was time for her to put me
to sleep and go attend to her other duties. I knew this meant my
grandfather. She made me promise that I would not walk in on them
again and went to my grandfather's room. That night I drifted in and
out of sleep and by the time she returned I was awake again. I could
smell my mother; smell her sweat and her sex. I curled up next to my
mother and when my leg went between hers, she was incredibly wet. My
mother was asleep within few minutes and I just lay next to her
enjoying all that was happening. As I have already said my life has
been unusual, this was the beginning. Just how unusual it gets, well,
read on.
The following night, I lay on my bed and pretended to be in deep
sleep. My mother checked me and went to attend my grandfather. I
slowly got up and sneaked into my grandfather's room when he was in
the shower and my mother was in the kitchen preparing milk for him.
Few minutes later my mother entered the room with a glass of milk,
kept it on a stool and went to the bed.
When my grandfather came out of the shower, I was under some clothes
in the far corner of the room. Mother was lying on my grandfather's
bed and grandpa made straight for the bed. I could hear every word
they were saying. They doesn't knew I was in the room. After grandpa
had the milk, he got dirty with her. My mother stood up in front of
him and took her saree off. Then she untied her petticoat knot and
stepped out of it. My grandfather helped my mother to unhook her
blouse and bra and removed it from her. Now my mother was standing
completely naked before my grandfather. She stood there with her back
to me. My mother then opened her legs and drew my grandfather's head
into her cunt.
Mother then said, "Come on Uncle, lick my cunt, Lick your daughter in
law's pussy".
My grandfather started to lick my mother's cunt. My mother couldn't
stand in pleasure. She just fall on my grandfather and hugged him
tightly. My grandfather then lay on the bed and my mother lay on him
in 69 position. They resumed their lickings. This time my grandfather
liked my mother's cunt and my mother took my grandfather's cock and
began to stroke it. I could see clear precum, oozing out of the tip
of my grandpa's cock. Mum licked it off with her tongue.
Grandfather's cock now was twitching and throbbing in my mother's
lips and I could see she was enjoying playing and teasing it. She
might knew that he was going to burst any minute and it seemed mum
wanted to catch. She just wrapped her lips round grandfather's cock
and began slowly to take it in a bit at a time. Within seconds, all of
grandfather's cock had disappeared into my mother's mouth. I was
astonished and wondered where it had gone. Upon seeing his cock
disappear into mum's mouth, grandpa shot his load into the back of her
throat. Mother pulled away his cock from her mouth and his third burst
shot onto her nose and lips, she licked off she could and the rest
sprayed on her face.
Grandfather lay still for few seconds then continued licking my
mother's cunt. His cock still hard and in mother's hand. I think he
must have taken some rejuvenating medicines with the milk, otherwise
it is impossible for a 65 years old. Few seconds latter mother made a
big scream and jerked violently on grandfather's face. My mother must
have orgasmed, a huge amount of my mother's juice erupted from her
cunt and filled my grandfather's mouth and washed his face. For the
first time I genuinely saw my mother cum. The way she came, it seemed
as if her orgasm would last forever. I remember being almost
frightened when she just kept wriggling for ages. I later discovered
that my mother could come even more violently than that.
My mother's nipples were rock hard and it was clear that she was
enjoying what was happening. Mother then turned around and pulled my
grandfather to her tit and put her left nipple in his mouth. Then my
mother grabbed his hand and put it between her legs. With her own
hand, she moved his hand up and down over her pussy. Grandfather was
really getting turned on by now and I could see his hand become all
soaked.
After a couple of minutes, Grandfather got on top of my mother, and
she guided his cock into her soaked cunt. Grandfather started to move
his ass up and down but my mother grabbed him by the ass and pushed
him right down on her. The result was that all of his cock went into
her cunt, right up to his balls. She held him there and started to
wiggle and raise her ass. My mother's cunt by now was so wet that the
sheet underneath was getting soaked.
My mother now took her hand off from Grandfather's hips and let him
ride her freely. Grandfather began to rise and descend on and into my
mother. Her cunt was so wet by now that it made slurping noises each
time grandfather's cock went in to her. My mother was moaning in
delight. Grandfather just started banging harder and harder. Few
minutes later, Grandfather reached his climax and came in her.
Grandpa's cum started to dribble out of my mother. Both by now
completely spent lying next to eachother. Within few minutes both of
them were asleep. I wanked myself for my satisfaction and left for my
room with out making noise.
The following morning, my mother was her usual self. I became a mad
about her body. I wanted to do something to get her body and enter in
to that. That day when grandfather left for farm work, I went with
him. He showed me everything we have and said all these things will be
mine after him. He introduced me to everyone that I am the owner of
the farm and other properties and ordered everyone should respect me
as they respect him.
After sometime when we were alone in our farmhouse, I collected all
my courage to ask about his relationship with my mother.
"Grandpa, If you don't mind, could you please tell me..." I hesitated a
bit.
"What Krishna? What do you want to know?" He asked me happily.
"No... Nothing.." I was afraid to ask him.
"Hai, you are hiding something, you want to ask me something. Don't
be afraid, I am your grandfather, and you are my only grandchild. What
is there to hide between us. You own everything what I own. Just ask
me, what you want to know?"
"Grandpa, two days before I say my mother doing something between
your legs in your bathroom and yesterday night you both..." I couldn't
complete my sentence as my throat dried in fear.
There was a complete silent for a moment. My legs started to shiver
in fear. My grandfather broke the silence.
"Well Krishna, I think it is time to tell everything to you. You are
also grownup. You should know what is going on in our family." He kept
silent for a moment and then continued.
"Krishna, your father, that is my son, died in war and mother became
widow in very young age. Living with out a companion is terrible
thing. I too lost your grandmother the same time. I know the pain in
that. I couldn't see your mother struggle for sex. So I decided to
give her what she need in that young age and at the same time I can
get something, which I lost after your grandmother. It is no fault in
your mother side. First I had to force your mother to accept this. I
raped her and took her chastity violently. I showed her my authority
in the family. After some time, I tried to ease her and wanted to show
her true love. But she didn't understand my concern. Even today after
all these years of fucking, your mother came to me with some short of
fear. Eventhough she enjoys it, she is doing it for the fear over me".
It was a big surprise for me. My grandfather had indeed raped my
mother and she is still doing this in fear.
Grandfather continued. "Apart from all these things, we have our own
family tradition" he hesitated a bit.
"What tradition?" I asked him.
"Well, in our family we have a secret tradition, yes, women are
common to all males in the family. If a male member wants to bed with
a woman in our family, that woman must go to his bed immediately. She
might be his grandmother or his mother or sister or daughter or his
granddaughter or aunty. There is no relationship as far as women in
our family. That's why I took your mother by force when she didn't
comply with our family norms." He concluded.
On hearing this my heart was thumping like any thing. I immediately
grabbed this opportunity and asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, I do can
follow the tradition?"
"Yes Krishna, you can. Now you are my only heir." He replied.
"Can I have my mother?" I asked him excitedly.
"Why not, if you want she must satisfy you. Why? Do you want to bed
with her" He asked kinkily.
"Yes grandpa, After seen you doing my mother yesterday night, I am
now mad for her body, But I am afraid what she will thing about me if
she came to know my feelings?"
"Don't worry Krishna, I will talk to her and she will be all by yours
from tonight. She will come to your bed tonight and will do whatever
you want her to do. Is it ok?" He asked cheerfully.
"Thankyou grandpa" I said happily.
That day seems to be a long day for me. I was restless, I pushed
every minutes very hard to reach that evening. Around 5pm we returned
home. We took bath and waited for the evening tea in the living room.
Few minutes later mother came out from the kitchen with tea and
snacks. She asked me about the farm works. I couldn't look my mother's
face, I replied in very low tone. My heart was pumping very fast.
My grandfather understood my discomfort and straightaway opened the
matter. He asked my mother to sit on a chair and said he wants to talk
to her. My mother sat on a chair just opposite to my chair.
"Nirmala, Our Krishnan is fully grown up. He wants some of his
feelings to be addressed. As the elder of this family I want to his
wishes be satisfied. After all he is my direct inheritor, the
inheritor of my farms, lands, and properties. He owns all that I owns.
I want to give every thing I own, everything." He took a break.
My mother was little bit confused. My grandfather continued, " That
means, I thing I already told you that, we have our own tradition
that, all women in our family are open property to the men in our
family. That means, you are also my property and obviously you will
become Krishnan's property" my grandfather took another break and
looked at my mother's eyes.
My mother's face became pale and confused, "Uncle, I don't
understand, what do you mean to say? I am his mother and he is my son.
We already own eachother as mother and son".
"Yes Nirmala, you own eachother, But I didn't meant that. I want to
give you as a first gift to my grandson. That means, After my son's
death how you became my property? My sexual object, in that same
relation I want to give you to your son."
"What?..." my mother screamed loudly.
"Yes Nirmala, from now onwards you have to serve your body to both
the male in the family, your father-in-law and to your son" he
concluded.
"What? What nonsense you are talking uncle? Krishnan is my son for
god's sake!" my mother retorted and looked angrily at me. I didn't
have the courage to I lowered my head.
"You are right Nirmala, He is your son and you are his mother. At the
same time he is my heir, my inheritor. He owns everything I own." My
grandfather replied calmly.
"But he is my flesh and blood...how can I...how can he?" my mother
started crying.
"See Nirmala, I don't thing there is reason in crying. It is our
family tradition and you have to comply it."
"What? is that legal and moral to bed with his own mother?" tears
flown from my mother's cheeks.
"Do you think, it is moral and legal to sex with me?" my grandfather
asked her kinkily.
"You pervert, you forced me to do that. You raped me. You threaten me
and used me" mother retorted angrily.
My grandfather got angry and shouted "Nirmala, I don't need any
explanation from you. It is our family tradition and my order that you
have to obey. Tonight you will be my grandson's concubine, your son's
whore. Better get ready for that. Prepare yourself."
Then immediately he left for his room. My mother was in a great shock
and was crying in shame. I couldn't stand there so I left to see my
friends.
Around 7.30pm I returned home and straightaway I went to my room. At
that time I was inexperienced and very young to understand which is
right and which is wrong. My only thought was my mother's nude body.
The image of my mother's nude body fully occupied my mind. I tried to
divert it by reading some comics, but in vain. Half an hour later, my
mother came to my room.
She knocked on the door and walked in. I was sitting on my bed and
pretended reading something, my mother looked at me and immediately
turned away.
My mother said "Krishna dinner is ready for you".
I said I will be coming and continued to read the book. My mother sat
beside me on the bed. There was a big silence. I could not look at her
face. I didnot know whether I love my mother or just love her body.
Mother broke the silence, "Krishna, Do you want to bed with me? With
your own mother?"
"I love you Amma(mother)" I said looking into the book.
"Is this the way to show your love? By lusting for my body?"
'Amma, I saw what you were doing with grandpa. After that I couldn't
control amma. I wanted to be more closer to you amma".
"More closer? You mean like lovers?"
"Yes Amma".
"I am you mother for god's sake Krishna! How could you think such a
thing?"
"Because I love you" I didn't look at her.
Mother was loosing her anger. I could feel it from her breath.
"Shut up Krishna! I am your mother' mom screamed at me.
"I don't know amma! I want to be with me atleast once!" I said
boldly.
"Now you are saying you lust for me?" Mom asked me.
I didn't answer to her, I don't have the guts. I just left her in my
room and went for the dinner in the kitchen. Since my grandfather also
joined there for dinner there were no words from my mother. She
silently served the food. After the food, we went to the living room
to watch some usual TV programs and news. Grandfather order my mother
to take bath and get ready for the night.
Around 9.30pm I left for my room. I was eagerly waiting for my
unforgettable moment in my life. With in minutes my grandfather sent
my mother in to my room and asked to be a good woman to satisfy me.
Grandfather closed the door behind my mother. Mom hesitantly entered
the room with a glass of milk in her hand. I could see her state of
fear and inability from her walking. Tears were flown from her eyes
and her eyes were completely red in color. She must have cried all the
time.
Mom came near to me and said, "I am your mother Krishna!, I am your
dad's wife!"
"Dad is not here amma! He is nomore. Its just you and me!" I replied
to her.
"No!" Mom screamed "How can you take advantage on your own mother?".
"Because I want you amma!" I said pulling her pallu. She was holding
on well.
"Krishna please! Please leave me!" mother pleaded.
"I will amma!" I said. "I will leave you, if you take off your
clothes and come to bed with me!" I don't know how cruel I was that
time, my only aim was my mother's body.
"NO!" mom screamed. "How can you ask your mother like that?"
"Because I want you amma!" I said. "I want you and I will take you
whether you accept or not!"
"You can't you bastard!" mom hollered. "You are a wimp to eye on your
mother's chastity but I am a woman enough to say no!"
I got furious hearing those words. "Amma, you made me this situation.
You are having sex with your husband's father all these years and
acting like a good one before me. I too the man of this house. You are
a whore to my grandfather and acts like a goddess to others."
I pulled my mother's pallu with all my force. The force let her hands
slip and she turned and fell as some of her saree disrobed. She
screamed as she fell on the floor and started turning as I vigourously
disrobed her until all her saree came off. Mom started crying by then
and started pleading me to leave her alone. She was lying on her tummy
on the floor with her blouse and petticoat.
"I am not a whore Krishna, I have no other choice! Remember I am a
widow!" mom cried.
Mom continued, "The day I heard your dad passed away in the war, my
whole world scattered before me. I just wanted to end my life, but you
and your sister came to my mind and I hold back my life for you. I am
after all a women Krishna. Your Grandfather is a landlord. Here he is
the law. No one can speak against him. As soon as he cremated your
father's body, the same day he raped me. From that day I am living
like a sex slave to him. Its all for you and your sister. Please
understand me, I am not a whore." Mom cried pleadingly.
I felt very sad for her. Suddenly my sonly instinct took over my
lust. I ashamed of my wrong behaviour. I took the saree and gave it to
my mother and said, "Amma, I am very sorry. Please forgive me. I love
you amma. Only the things happened the last two days made me mad at
your body. Sorry amma. I should not have seen you in that position. I
will try to forget it." I begged for her forgiveness and left the
room.
Grandfather was watching the TV in the living room. He saw me coming
out the room and asked what happened.
I said, "Grandpa, I am sorry, I can't do it with my mother, I can't
force her to do it. I can't see her cry".
"Is she still crying?" grandfather asked me angrily.
"Yes, I can't see my mother crying", I replied sadly.
Immediately Grandfather rose from his chair and went to my room. I
followed him. As soon he entered the room he started shouting at my
mother. He warned her and chided her.
"Nirmala..., what nonsense you are doing here? What I have told you?"
he shouted at my mother.
My mother was shivering heavily in fear. Her hands were shaking. She
said, "Please uncle, forgive me, I can't do this with my own son.
Please leave me" mom begged him.
"How dare you say that? You can't? You can't? you filthy whore" my
grandfather angrily ran to my mother and started slapping and beating
her.
My mother screamed and cried loudly in pain and fear. I couldn't
stand there so I left the room. From the living room I could here my
mother cry and my grandfather's scolding.
Few minutes later, Grandfather came out of the room, as my mother
followed him obediently. He called me to his room as he dragged my
mother to his room. I hesitantly entered my grandfather's room. There
my mother was sitting on his bed and my grandfather was sitting on his
easy-chair.
Grandfather ordered my mother, "Nirmala, I can't give you another
chance. This is last and final. You are going to give your son the
ultimate pleasure. He is still young and inexperienced. You should
behave like a whore and should show the treasures you have. If he
complaints anymore or if you didn't cooperate properly, I can't say
what I will do? Either I may kill you or you will be thrown out of the
house. What ever it is, your daughter, that is my granddaughter will
replace you and would be our concubine." He severely warned her.
My mother understood all those things. My sister is just 8 years old,
so she can't take risk by leaving my sister with my pervert
grandfather and me. Right there in my Grandfather's room, with him
sitting few yards away, My mother lay down on the floor, raised her
saree and petticoat, opened her legs and motioned me to get on top of
her. I had no idea what to do. I undid my shorts and lay down on top
of her as my mother said. My rod touched my mother's cunt. I felt her
cunt was soaked. I couldn't feel any thing else. I too was in fear. I
looked at my grandfather and inserted my cock in to my mother's wet
pussy. I was so excited that I came within 15 seconds of getting into
her. Guilty feeling took over me. I lay top of my mother for few
seconds, then I got up, and worn my shorts.
My grandfather scolded my mother for the quick climax. He kicked my
mother and warned her of dire consequences. My mother cried silently.
And then my grandfather came to me and told me, "Krishna, relax
yourself, don't be afraid, go, wash yourself and wait on your bed. I
will teach this bitch properly, then she will comes to you and perform
well."
I left the room in fear and shame. I heard a loud cry and screaming
from my mother. My grandfather must have beaten her. I washed my cock
and waited on the bed thinking of my mother.
45 minutes later, mother entered my room with a forced smile on her
face. Now she looked fresh and properly dressed. She might have taken
bath again. My grandfather followed her and sat on a chair. As soon as
I saw my mother's angelic body, my shorts slowly bulged in the front
as I got a throbbing erection.
I was laying on my bed. My mother came to me and sat beside me on the
bed. She then bent down and kissed me tentatively, first fondly on my
cheeks and then lustily on the lips. As my mother mouth closed on my
lips, I first kissed back passionately and then in a reflex, opened my
mouth as my mother's hot fragrant tongue snaked into my mouth. I
fastened my lips around the soft wet flesh and sucked, looking into my
mother's warm lovely eyes. I could still see her fear and reluctance
in her eyes but I ignored it.
After a long kiss, my mother sat up, and dropped the pallu (the
portion covering the chest) of her sari. My grandfather instructed my
mother to behave like a whore and asked her to speak kinky words
during sex. My mother first hesitant then She murmured that there was
a tingling in her breasts and reached for the buttons of her blouse in
the front. Opening them, she parted the blouse exposing her brassiere.
The sight of the big forty-two cup D size standard white lacy nylon
bra, overflowing with the soft flesh of her breasts made me shudder
with anticipation and I reached up to cup the big half moons in my
palms. I looked at my grandfather. He smiled and nodded.
I squeezed the soft hillocks slowly, my breath became faster and the
only thought in my mind was to reach up and suckle on the mounds. I
still clearly remembered doing it as a small child, since I had been
nursed almost till the age of five. My mother sensed my need and
reached behind her to unfasten the bra straps.
As the bra came loose, the cups slid down, revealing the large fleshy
breasts of my mother. I marveled at the twin soft mounds of flesh,
which were hanging due to their sheer size and of course the middle
age. The brown aureoles were large like small saucers and the two fat
lemon-sized brown nipples were already erect and throbbing with
desire. I looked pleadingly at my mother and she bent down till one of
the nipples was dangling just above my mouth. I reached up eagerly,
caught the breast in my palms, and swallowed the nipple.
I wondered at its leathery texture as I sucked it eagerly, while
sucking my mother's nipple, with my two palms, I held the coconut
sized breast of my mother, and started softly crushing and kneading
it. I totally forget that my grandfather is sitting and watching us
doing. As I sucked and licked her nipples harder, my mother slowly
came out of her fear and inhibition and started to enjoy her feelings.
She held my head firmly against her bosom as I suckled her and looked
longingly at the bulge in my shorts.
My grandfather asked my mother to proceed further. Then my mother
moved her hand from my head to my shorts and unbuttoned it. I
cooperated her to remove my shorts and it came off smoothly. My mother
affectionately held my hard slim six-inch penis in her fist and gently
stroked it. I continued sucking her nipple and rolled the other
between his finger and thumb, feeling the leathery cylinder throb to
my touch. Mother switched my mouth to her other nipple and then rolled
my engorged shaft between her palms as a rolling pin. One of her palms
capped the cock from the top and rubbed it in a tight rotating motion.
This sweet friction literally drove me up the wall and he moaned
pleadingly to his mother to stop this sweet torture.
My mother then removed her nipple from my mouth and then moved
between my legs. She supported herself on her elbows as she positioned
her mouth over my red swollen cock and started licking it, her hands
holding the shaft. Mother stuck out her tongue so that it circled my
cock and then rolled the shaft of my penis between her palms like a
rolling pin. This made my cock rotate against her soft wet tongue,
sending such a sweet tingling feeling through my penis. I started
whimpering and moaning in pleasure.
My mother then lowered her wide-open mouth and completely swallowed
my thick cock in one swift motion. Her lips closed around the base
and my cock nestled snugly in her throat. She sucked the cock
steadily, rubbing her tongue on its surface and closing her throat
around the cock. I was in heaven. I never felt such pleasure.
I grabbed my mother's head tightly and started bucking up and down on
her throat. My mother's soft breasts were crushed against my knees as
I fucked her in her mouth. After few strokes, I couldn't control, I
came suddenly in my mother's mouth. Wow what a wonderful experience. I
was sobbing gratefully as my semen jetted out deep into her throat.
Mom swallowed it, gulping it down quickly, and continued sucking my
cock till it went totally limp. I was gasping and breathing heavily.
After sucking off the last drop from my penis, Mom got up, pulled me
back to her bosom and slipped a fat engorged nipple in my mouth to
suck.
After a little break, my mother got up and stood near the bed. She
slowly started disrobing her saree. She removed the already unbuttoned
blouse and let the unbuckled bra fall off. Here my mother was naked
from waist up and turned momentarily enabling me to look at her from
all sides. I silently admired my mother's fair smooth skin, the heavy
drooping breasts, reddened with the sucking and squeezing and the
fleshy smooth back. My mother's waist was about thirty-eight, large by
any standards but still smaller than her large breasts and heavy hips
giving a very pleasing bell shaped look to her otherwise heavy dumpy
figure. Her arms were thick and plump and the soft flesh was smooth
like marble. The stomach was plump and soft with a deep navel and
there was just a hint of an attractive bulge of a soft paunch. A heavy
but sexy looking fold of flesh ran around her middle.
As I watched my mother with bated breath, she fully unwrapped her
saree and dropped it on the floor. My mother then untied the knot of
her petticoat and it fell around her legs. I couldn't believe my
eyes, here my mother is standing only in her panties. I could see some
black curls peeking round the edges. Mom hesitated a bit. Then came a
angry voice from my grandfather to remove her panties. Immediately
mother slipped her panties down her legs and let them fall on the
floor.
Wow, wonderful, First time I was seeing a woman completely naked,
that also my own mother. My mother shrinked her body in shame. She
tried to cover her cunt and breasts but my grandfather's warning kept
them away. I continued my observation. My mother had thick round
thighs and a very dense growth of silken hair in a perfect inverted
triangle, like the hair on her head. Her pubic hair looked very soft
and he longed to bury his face in them. The hips must have been at
least forty-eight inches and the buttocks were like massive melons
with abundant flesh on the round spheres. The calves were also fleshy
and thick, covered with hair. The feet were surprisingly small and I
noticed for the first time how pretty they were. I realized that her
sensuous attraction lay precisely in her motherly heavy middle aged
body.
My grandfather pick up my mother's clothes, and took a deep smell of
it. Then he threw the clothes at me and asked me to feel my mother's
heavenly aroma. I singled out the bra and panties and buried my face
in them, smelling my mother's lovely musky smell. My mother climbed on
to the bed and sat by my side. I reached up and caught her breasts and
started squeezing them. I lowered my head to her breast, took her
nipple in my mouth and started sucking it. Mom let me suck it for some
time but then firmly pulled me away and pushed me down on the bed.
My mother was now in great heat. I could see her stiff nipples
pulsing with desire. I understood that she had already taken care of
my lust and it time to let my mother enjoy herself. I looked at my
grandfather. He asked, "Krishna, do you want to lick your mother's
pussy Juice?"
"Yes grandpa" I said excitedly.
"Then lay on your back, she will guide you, your mother is an
excellent performer" my grandfather praised my mother.
I passionately kissed my mother full on the lips and lay down
passively to await her pleasure. Mom understood and smiled at me
fondly, caressing my cheeks with maternal affection. Then she climbed
on top of me and kneeled down straddling me. Her thighs were parted
wide as she moved forward on her knees till my head was between her
thighs. My mother paused here for some time, looking down at my dear
face savoring this moment. She was holding herself up with her thighs
straight. My mother's crotch was just a few inches above my face and I
could not take my eyes away from the heavenly spectacle of his mom's
genitals in all their glory.
My mother's massive thighs met on both sides of the plump crotch in
deep creases. Her pussy cheeks were bulging and a deep valley ran down
between the twin mounds of flesh almost from navel to anus. Soft black
silken hair covered the soft flesh like a big bush. The two outer lips
of my mother's cunt were thick and wide. The pink labia hung loose,
looking like fleshy sensuous lips of a large woman. They were hanging
open, clearly showing soft red wet inner lips and the vaginal opening
was like a red tunnel between them. The urethra was a tiny hole just
at the junction of the inner two lips. A red swollen strawberry of a
clitoris completed the delight. It projected outward like a small
penis and was throbbing eagerly to be sucked.
I was pleasantly shocked at its sight, never expecting the clit to be
so big and suckable. Big dewdrops of juice had collected on the labia
and as I watched, thick viscous honey oozed out of my mother's vaginal
passage and collected on the outer lips as more dew. The excess juice
had flowed down the sides of the thighs, which glistened with the
shiny liquid. A strong whiff of musk emanated from my mother's cunt.
I reached up and touched my mother's labia first. They were so soft
to the touch and I gently rubbed them with my fingertip. Mother moaned
with pleasure and fondly ran her hands through my hair. I licked my
finger tasting her juice and reached up again. This time I inserted
one finger in the wet red tunnel of my mother's vagina. Her moist
loose flesh eagerly clutching at my finger. I then inserted my two
fingers and softly moved them in and out in of my mother's cunt. Mom
wriggled with anticipation and her cunt tightened around my fingers.
I pulled out the two fingers and licked them eagerly. The juice had
a salty musky taste and I wanted to suck big mouthfuls of it instead
of tasting driblets. I pushed my mother's huge buttocks and pulled
her down. As her cunt came within my striking distance, I pushed out
my tongue and licked her pussy with my long tongue. My tongue
penetrated her moist cunt like a mini penis and her fat labia closed
over my open lips in a loving kiss. I thrusted my tongue up and down
like a piston between my mother's open red lips and she sobbed with
lust as she too slowly rose up and down fucking my tongue.
I fucked my mother's pussy with my tongue. I licked it thoroughly.
Mother was making filthy sounds and was moving up and down on my
tongue. After few minutes of my tongue fuck, my mother suddenly gasped
and came explosively for the first time, ejaculating thick creamy
juice into my mouth. Mother started a gentle-rocking motion, humping
on my sucking mouth and came continuously, filling my mouth with her
maternal honey. My face was completely soaked in the bliss of this
first release of my mother's incestuous juice. More juice dribbled out
of her pussy mouth and I tried to swallow it as much as I can. She
closed her eyes and froze in that position.
After the first flush of release, my mother lay face down on the bed,
brought her fleshy thighs together clamping them around my head and
firmly pressed her cunt on my mouth. Then my mother started her
humping motion, masturbating herself against my mouth. She came every
two to three minutes on my mouth, sighing and moaning as I continued
sucking up her wet juicy cunt.
I think my grandfather might have bored of me sucking my mother's
cunt for a long time. He again shouted at my mother to take me to the
next level. Immediately as an obedient slave my mother got up from my
face and sat on my hip. She took my throbbing cock in her hand and
tried to place it at the entrance of her heavenly tunnel. As my cock
touched my mother's pussy, a high voltage current ran through my body.
We can't imagine that, only an experienced can understand that
feeling. In my case my cock is touching my own mother's forbidden
pussy. Once it was my exit way to this world and now my entrance to my
heaven.
Both of our genitals were lubricated and were ready for eachother.
My mother slowly pressed her pussy on my rod and my cock entered its
final destination centimeter by centimeter. Wow it was a heavenly
feeling. Even at 40, my mother had a tight cunt. I couldn't wait for
her slow insertion, I pushed my mother's buttocks against my throbbing
cock and my cock suddenly disappeared into my mother's vagina. Now
both of our bodies were firmly connect by our genitals. My whole body
shivered in pleasure. My mother started fucking my cock. She steadily
rose up and down in a slow motion, supporting her plump heavy body on
her hands planted firmly on the bed. She looked like she was
exercising with slow push ups and downs, the only difference was my
hard throbbing cock disappearing and reappearing from her wet red slit
of her cunt.
When my mother came down, my cock pushed into her hot cunt, making
them almost disappear within the folds of her vulva. When she rose up,
her pussy lips flowered outward, showing the pink red flesh as it
eagerly clutched my rod. She was also exercising her muscles, holding
the cock in a tight grip. It was too much for me and I was on the
brink of a heavenly orgasm. I started sobbing in pleasure, and we were
sweating heavily.
Mom smiled at me and wiped away the sweating on my face and said,
"Don't come now Krishna, please hold for few more minutes". That was
the first time my mother spoke to me during her forced sex with me. I
think she gave up her inhibitions and accepted her fate.
After few more slow push ups, my mother increased the speed of her
fucking, her massive breasts were bouncing erotically against her
body, giving out a soft slapping sound. My mother orgasmed suddenly,
with a stifled gasp, but retained control of her motion. She continued
moving up and down, huge quantity of my mother's hot juice flowing
down on my cock.
As my mother soaked my cock by her delicious orgasm, she contracted
her vagina into an iron grip. I couldn't control anymore and finally
exploded into her cunt like a geyser. My thick powerful warm cum
pounded the walls of my mother's vagina. A loud shuddering gasp
escaped my lips as I jerked and thrashed around in my release. I
slowly subsided and lay inert, almost in a coma. My mother stopped her
movement and came to rest on my stomach, watching me with an intense
feeling of motherly love and lust. Both of us were gasping for breath.
All these time my grandfather was masturbating himself and he must
have orgasmed three or four time. He seems to be so tired and wet. He
got of from the chair and praised my mother and asked her to show me
the true heaven. He told us, he would sleep in my room that night, and
he blessed us and left the room.
My mother embraced me, turned over and lay on her back and pulled me
on top of her. Her thighs were well spread, enabling me to keep my
limp penis still buried in her splayed cunt. We lay relaxed there in
that position for ten minutes. My cock started hardening again and I
stared moving up and down, fucking my mother's cunt smoothly. Mother
closed her thighs around my humping body and wrapped her legs around
me protectively. She orgasmed repeatedly, making a pool if love juice
between our hips.
My mother caressed my body and encouraged me. After a long fuck, I
ejaculated hard the second time in my mother's cunt. I shoot my loads
of cum into my mother's awaiting cunt in irregular intervals. I slowly
quieted down and embraced my mother tightly.
That night we had three more, good fuck before we drifted off to
sleep.
From that day my mother started to sleep with like a wife. Until my
grandfather's death she would go to her room first and put him in bed
by properly nursing him. Then she would come to me completely wet
either on her mouth or in her pussy. I showed her the real love and
respect and protected her from my grandfather whenever she doesn't
want to have sex with him. Now my grandfather is no more. As I told
you already, I am 27 years old and my sweet mother Nirmala is 53 years
old. My sister Gayathri is sweet 21. Me and my mother looking for a
proper day to deflower my sister. Until that day, wait for my next
sex episode.