As a virile young man growing up alone with his voluptuous mother and aunt for company most of the time,
Raghu had plenty of time and opportunity to find out that nothing felt as good as the heady pleasures of hot, incestuous lovemaking.
His father, a high-ranking army officer was away for long periods of time, and only came home on leave once or twice a year. As an only son, Raghu spent most of his time with his mother Saroja, whom he adored, and who in turn, doted on him. By her early forties, Saroja had moved ahead in her career as an educationist to become the head-mistress of an elite private school in the south Indian city of Hyderabad.
With her busy life, she found little reason to go on spending time with her husband in the dreary little army towns where he was posted. As both their careers took up more and more of their time, husband and wife began to drift away from each other. Unless extreme circumstances demanded it, divorce was still a dirty word for the Indian middle class in the sixties and the seventies. So the busy couple continued to maintain the facade of marriage with the tacit understanding that each of them would pursue their own interests.
With professional and social engagements to keep her busy, Saroja did not waste too much time brooding about her estrangement from her husband. It also helped that her only son was an intelligent young man who appreciated all that she did for him and avoided giving her any grief her if he could. As they spent more and more time together, Saroja realized that her son was also becoming infatuated with her…
This was not something that alarmed her. A tall, statuesque woman, Saroja took pride in maintaining her figure and loved flaunting it in sarees that discreetly flattered her firm, ripe body. Her sleeveless blouses barely managed to restrain her big boobs, and her thick waist flared out to big, full buttocks that jiggled deliciously when she moved.
Saroja was aware of the effect she had on most men and did not fault her son for feeling the same way. She knew that many sons fell in love with their mothers and Raghu’s youthful longing made her feel young, sexy and desirable.
As time went by, Saroja could not escape the conclusion that her son was no longer her little boy, but a virile, good looking young man who was getting a lot of attention from girls his own age as well as older women. But she was flattered to see that Raghu ignored them and only made time for her.
She found herself becoming increasingly aroused by her son’s incestuous feelings and began to wonder if it would be a good idea to educate him about her sexual needs…
In the end, she decided to proceed one step at a time and see where it would lead.
Although her husband’s long absences left her starved for sex, Saroja had never encouraged any of her men friends to get into bed with her. She was not concerned about being faithful to her husband. What really mattered to her was her health and reputation. She was not going to put either at risk by getting into bed with a man who would just think of her as another easy conquest. So she had become accustomed to the habit of satisfying her urges by playing with herself — using her fingers and a few sex toys to soothe the frequent itch between her legs.
Since Saroja was not always discreet about her bedroom activities, her son was well aware of them. Being a healthy and virile young man, Raghu masturbated a lot of thinking about his sexy mother. He saw no reason to hide the fact that he was eager and well-equipped to satisfy her in bed if she would let him do so.
Saroja did not take long to figure out that her son was not only besotted by her, but was also actively fantasizing about her. However, she knew Raghu well enough to know that he would never go against her wishes or force himself on her. She guessed that he was just making his feelings clear to her and hoping against hope that she would allow him to go all the way with her sooner or later…
Saroja had always encouraged her son to hug and kiss her affectionately, and found herself becoming increasingly aroused when he did so. Increasingly his hugging and kissing was getting to be a lot less innocent, and a lot more passionate!
My darling son is certainly not shy about letting me know that I’m a sexy and desirable woman…! she thought, savoring the hot shiver of lust that jolted her when Raghu’s gentle hands lingered a little longer than necessary on her voluptuous body when he hugged or kissed her.
Saroja was also amused to discover that her son made no attempt to hide the fact that he was thinking about her when he was jerking off. It was obvious that he wanted her to
‘accidentally’ catch him in the act if she entered his room.
Unconcerned about whether he was being watched or not,
Raghu had no problem losing himself to the pleasure of masturbation. Making sure his bedroom door was always slightly open to let his mother watch him if she felt like it, he enjoyed lying back in bed with a dreamy expression on his face as he sniffed and rubbed the soiled crotch of her panties over his huge, swollen cock.
Well aware of how her son felt about her, Saroja played along because she was intrigued and excited about where these games were leading them both. The naughty boy… he’s not at all ashamed to let me to know how he feels about me…! she mused, flattered and excited to hear him moan softly with pleasure when he drenched her soiled panties with a huge load of his creamy sperm!
Saroja also noticed that whenever her son got a chance to hug her affectionately, he did so by standing behind her so that he could lovingly rub his huge and erect cock against her big, full buttocks!
Getting more and more excited by her son’s boldness every time he did this, Saroja soon threw caution to the winds…
“Darling… the more you do that, the more you make it difficult for Mummy to control herself…!” she blurted out one day, when he hugged her from behind and lingered a little too long…
“Oooh Mom… why bother to control yourself…? You know very well what’s going on between us… I’m not ashamed to acknowledge that my ripe, sexy mother gives me a raging hard-on! I’m deeply in love with you Mom… going to bed with you will be the greatest experience ever…!” Raghu said boldly, his heart beating faster when he realized that his mother did not appear to be shocked or annoyed by his frank confession.
In fact, she made no attempt to move away from him when his cock sprang free from his lungi to graze her big butt.
Raghu’s expression became dreamy as he enjoyed the incredibly delicious sensation of his mother’s full buttocks rubbing gently and insistently against his enormous erection as she leaned comfortably against him.
“Darling, a mother and son are not supposed to become so intimate… and want each other so much… so I’m a little confused about my feelings…” Saroja said, teasing her son.
She was eager to hear what he had to say and was surprised by his carefully considered response.
“Mom, I don’t believe in forcing you or anyone else to do what they don’t want to do. All I’m asking is… please look at incest with an open mind. Why should we waste time on outdated taboos which don’t benefit us anymore? They are meaningless in today’s world where deadly disease and emotional disappointments are so common. The divorce rate keeps going up because there is little love between strangers who hook up and break up for selfish reasons. We should make our own rules… if only because they will let us maintain our sanity in a crazy world that blindly follows the old ways of doing things.
“Close relatives should not feel ashamed about making love… about enjoying a nice fuck… After all, we are only doing something that will benefit our bodies and minds… instead of destroying them with drugs, drinking and other excesses.
There’s no need to risk our health and happiness by looking for sex outside the family, when we can safely satisfy our needs at home… don’t you agree…?” Raghu said, still hugging and caressing his mother.
“My darling… what you’re saying makes perfect sense… but we must take care to see that no one finds out what we’re doing…” Saroja replied, looking at her son for reassurance.
“Oh… of course Mom! We will keep up appearances and behave like any mother and son are supposed to behave in public. But in private, we can just be ourselves… By which I mean… a sexy, hot-blooded mother and son who enjoy making love… and fucking to their heart’s content whenever they feel like it! Mom… I know you’re a hot-cunted woman who spends a lot of time playing with herself. Don’t you agree that masturbation is a poor substitute for the enormous pleasure a loving son can give you in bed…? I’m willing to be trained properly by you… and of course, I’m well-equipped to do so!”
Raghu pointed out, rubbing his huge cock lovingly against his mother’s meaty ass for emphasis.
Saroja blushed, leaning back into her son as he showered kisses on her face and neck. “You naughty boy… I’d no idea you were aware of my bedroom activities,” she said, smiling at her son.
“Mom… there’s no need to feel ashamed about them… I was so thrilled to know my beloved mother is such a hot blooded woman! You must never feel shy about telling your son that you need some hot loving and fucking, Mom… I’ll never tire of satisfying you in bed… you can be sure of that!”
Raghu replied, his hands eagerly exploring and caressing his mother’s voluptuous body.
“Oooh Ma… aaah…! it feels so good… sooo good when you do that…!” he exclaimed when his mother reached inside his lungi to stroke and squeeze his huge erection.
“Hmm… sweetheart, you’re so much bigger than your father where it matters… You should be able to satisfy my hunger for sex better than he ever cared to do…” Saroja said, smiling as she regarded her son speculatively.
“Oh Mom… I’ve made love to you so many times in my dreams ever since you first made my cock throb with need! I’ve no doubt I’ll satisfy you fully in bed… all I need is your support… your guidance… and your love.” Raghu replied, his eyes becoming soft with longing and love as he regarded his voluptuous, big-titted and big butted mother.
It was this look that sent a delicious shiver of anticipation coursing through Saroja’s ripe body which caused her to make up her mind. Turning around to face her son, she eagerly threw her arms around his neck and lifted her face up as he bent down to kiss her.
Raghu’s hands instinctively reached down to cup and squeeze his mother’s big, full buttocks as their lips locked in a hungry kiss. With their tongues exploring each other’s mouths and their hands caressing and fondling each other’s bodies eagerly, mother and son joyfully welcomed their future as lovers.
Saroja had concluded that it was better to enjoy sex with an adoring son who was grateful for her favors rather than going to bed with a stranger who may treat her badly or worse still, infect her with deadly disease.
Even without Raghu prompting her to do so, she had spent enough time considering incest with an open mind and realized how beneficial it could be when enjoyed in the right circumstances. Far from feeling ashamed at the idea of indulging in it, the horny mother had enjoyed masturbating even more as the lewd thoughts of being pleasured by her big cocked son became stronger and more uncontrollable with each passing day once she became aware of his incestuous desires.
“Yes darling, I know you will give me a lot more pleasure than my fingers or sex toys. Since your father is no longer interested in taking care of my sexual needs, I would very much like you to do so. It is indeed a wonderful way for a mother and son to get really close to each other, no…?” she asked, her eyes merry with mischief as she regarded her son.
“Oooh yeesss…! Mom… please say that again… and again!” Raghu replied happily.
Over the next few weeks, mother and son spent a lot of time becoming sexually intimate with each other, without going all the way. Raghu was grateful to his mother for making it clear that she welcomed and enjoyed his loving attentions as long as they took care to see that no one caught them having fun.
Having once encouraged her son’s incestuous desires,
Saroja never ever found herself regretting her decision. She was pleased to see that Raghu was content to let her lead the way, thoroughly enjoying the invaluable sex-education she was giving him. With encouraging smiles and whispered hints, the hot-cunted mother had a good time making sure her young stud knew exactly how to pleasure her in ways she liked the most.
To Saroja’s delight, her son was always willing to spend a lot of quality time caressing, kissing, fondling, sucking and nibbling every inch of her voluptuous, pleasure-craving body.
Knowing that his mother would eventually let him go all the way, Raghu was patience personified. He became an expert at using just his loving lips and hands, and some of her sex toys to take her to the height of ecstasy in bed. He was always waiting for her to come home from work. To avoid wasting time, Raghu made sure the house was tidy and cooked the evening meal himself. If his mother so desired, he ordered something special from her favorite restaurants.
Saroja could never get enough of her son’s hot and loving welcome whenever she returned home from work every day. In fact, the prospect of her son’s sensuous lovemaking often made the horny mother hurry home with a very wet cunt!
Raghu was always waiting for her with a cheerful smile. All the stress of a hectic day at work seemed to magically fade away as soon as her son shut the front door firmly behind her and pulled her into his warm embrace.
Mother and son french-kissed with unrestrained hunger as Raghu’s hands reached down to cup and squeeze Saroja’s big, full buttocks.
She also savored the jolt of intense pleasure she felt each time her son casually lifted up her saree to gently fuck her sopping wet cunt with his fingers and lick her warm juices off them with relish. Saroja continued sighing and moaning softly as her son undressed her carefully and worshipped her ripe body with hot kisses before carrying her naked to the big double bed to lay her down on her back.
Then Raghu proceeded to give his mother a sensuous massage, his loving hands soothing her tired muscles as he nibbled and kissed her voluptuous body everywhere he could.
By the time he went down on his knees to worship his mother’s cunt, Saroja was usually half-mad with desire and eagerly spread her fleshy thighs wide open to enjoy the best cunnilingus she could ever ask for!
Raghu loved to hear his mother shiver and moan with pleasure when his tongue sluiced through her plump cunt lips and puckered asshole in slow, lazy licks. Every now and then, he would jab her clitoris with a stiff tongue until she moaned softly with joy and soaked his face with a fresh dose of her cunt juices. Raghu loved eating his mother’s pussy — a fact that she frequently and gratefully took advantage of.
Saroja was relieved to know that unlike his father, her son was always willing to go down on his knees to worship the big, firm globes of her meaty ass with loving kisses before moving on to alternately tease her drooling cunt and the puckered ring of her anus with his skillful tongue and a variety of sex toys until he felt her shudder through an intense orgasm and soak his face with her cunt juices!
Raghu was pleased to see that his mother craved the oral sex that he was always willing to pamper her with and was glad when she decided to make it easy for him to love her plump, mature cunt and her big, juicy ass to his heart’s content.
Saroja stopped wearing panties at home unless strictly necessary. She thoroughly enjoyed her son’s cunt and ass worship, and eagerly spread her legs for him whenever he wanted to eat her, which was never less than twice a day at least!
Raghu loved eating his mother’s pussy and rimming her butthole after smearing them with a variety of toppings.
On their trips to the local supermarket, Saroja enjoyed hearing her son tease her by showing her a jar of chocolate spread or cream cheese. “Mom… I’d love to smear this all over your beautiful cunt and your spicy butthole before I eat you.
You taste even better when I do that…!” he would say, grinning and making her blush.
“Not so loud son… what if someone hears you…?” Saroja would reply, smiling happily as felt her heart thumping with excitement and her cunt become moist with need. When they returned home from shopping, Raghu was as good as his word. Saroja’s voluptuous body would quiver in erotic anticipation when she felt her son’s hand reach down to caress and squeeze her big buttocks as he whispered
“Mom… Let me love your delicious cunt and ass just like I said I would…!” Saroja would eagerly bend over the nearest chair or table as her son went down on his knees behind her.
Easing his mother’s petticoat up and out of the way, Raghu showered her meaty ass with loving kisses as she looked back fondly at him, her fingers running through his hair.
Saroja shivered lustfully as her son carried on…
Spreading his mother’s magnificent ass cheeks firmly apart,
Raghu would lewdly sniff her spicy butthole and tongue her pussy before liberally coating both orifices with his latest choice of topping. Then he resumed licking and probing her cunt and anus with his tongue and fingers until she lost her mind and shuddered in ecstasy.
Saroja soon lost count of the number of times her son took her to orgasmic bliss with his talented tongue and fingers. Alone at home with her young stud, she was usually
light-headed and lost in a haze of erotic excitement.
Although she had still not let him go all the way, Saroja did not neglect her son’s awe-inspiring erections. “Good to know I’m always able to give the naughty boy a nice, big hard on…!” she mused every time she went to work on her son’s throbbing rod with her loving lips and hands.
Unable to control his excitement, Raghu had come too soon the first few times his mother had sucked him off. But he soon mastered the ability to delay his orgasm when her hungry lips rippled over his enormous rod or when she eased back the foreskin from his bulbous cockhead to suck and lick it.
Saroja would occasionally pause her tender ministrations on her son’s quivering rod to squeeze his big balls and coddle his nut sac in her hot and moist mouth. In fact, the horny mother held back nothing when she pampered her son with one of her incredibly satisfying blow-jobs. Saroja rightly felt it was the least she could do for a son who never tired of pampering her own pleasure-craving body with all the nourishing attention she hungered for. It was so rewarding to hear Raghu groan with pleasure as he gently steadied her head to make sure his twitching cock sprayed a generous serving of thick and tasty nut cream down her gulping throat!
Saroja was well aware of the nutritional value of her son’s cum. Reading up on the subject, she had found out that only one percent of semen was actually sperm. The rest of it was a mix of nutrients such as protein, calcium, vitamin C, fructose, amino acids, sodium, zinc and citric acid. She knew that the thick, creamy cum that her son’s fertile balls produced in such abundance was one of nature’s best tonics for glowing skin and could be made to taste even better with a diet that was rich in fruits and nuts, but avoided spices completely. To make sure she could always relish a mouthful of delicious sperm after sensuously sucking off her son, Saroja urged him to eat a lot of fruit and nuts, but avoid spicy food.
Raghu lost no time in making sure that his hot-blooded mother would always get her wish!
Pleased with her son’s progress, Saroja decided that his virile, young cock should enjoy its first taste of her plump, mature pussy on his eighteenth birthday, which was just around the corner. Raghu would always remember this birthday as very special. On that morning, his mother woke him up with a fantastic blow-job that soon turned to become a hot 69 of mutual gratification when Raghu got under her to pleasure her hot pussy with his talented tongue. But Saroja did not go all the way and suck her son to orgasm as she usually did. Instead, she lay back on the bed and asked him to mount her. “Darling… this is the special birthday present you’ve waited so long for… Enter me honey… bury your big, beautiful cock deep inside Mummy’s hot cunt… make me your woman forever…!” Saroja said, smiling happily to see the delight on her son’s face.
Surprised and thrilled, Raghu wasted no time doing as his mother bid him.
Saroja smiled happily, her knees doubling up to touch her boobs as her son eagerly buried every inch of his long, thick penis deep inside her drooling pussy with a loving thrust. She moaned happily, her heels digging into his back to keep him inside her for the longest time. “Oooohf…! my… my darling… your big cock fills my hungry pussy like nothing else… and feels sooo good…! I shouldn’t have waited so long to let you fuck me, you naughty boy…!” she exclaimed happily, enjoying the way her son’s huge cock stretched and filled her cock starved pussy so completely She knew he wouldn’t disappoint her by coming too soon, and he proved her right.
Raghu was just as thrilled to feel his hot-blooded mother’s simmering, slushy slit clutch and caress his cock in a deliciously liquid grip…! He fucked her lovingly, leisurely exploring her buttery soft cunt with his hungry cock. It felt so good to hear her moan and squeal softly as he pleasured her with some very sensual and measured thrusts of his big cock.
“Ooh… oooh… oh Mom… Your sweet, juicy cunt feels so good around my hungry cock… you’re so hot and tight… I’m in heaven! I love you Mom… I love you so much!” he exclaimed happily, kissing her again and again.
Pleased with her son’s heartfelt appreciation, Saroja moaned in encouragement. With her thighs gripping his waist and her ankles locked behind his back, her big buttocks lifted slightly off the bed every so often to let her hungry cunt devour as much of Raghu’s long, thick and succulent penis as she could! The horny mother’s eyes were half-closed, her head swaying gently from side to side as she enjoyed her son’s sensual fucking with total abandon. “My darling son… your big cock feels so good… fuck me honey… fuck me slowly… fuck me good… You make it so good for Mummy! Ohh… ahh… aah… aayii… aayii… aaiiyoh…! I’ve never been fucked so lovingly…!” she moaned happily.
Raghu kissed his mother again and again, sighing with pleasure as his hungry cock savored the silky, sucking glove of her hot snatch as he moved in and out of her with a steady
rhythm. It was such a heady feeling that he had to fight the urge to come too soon more than once. “Oh God Mom… it’s such an incredible sensation to feel your hungry cunt clutching and sucking at my cock… I’ll never get enough!” he exclaimed softly.
“Thanks honey… Mummy will never get enough of your big and beautiful cock either!” Saroja said, her lips widening into a saucy smile as she looked deep into her son’s eyes.
Mother and son lost themselves the rapture of their incestuous union for many long and wonderful minutes before it became clear to Raghu that he could no longer hold down the semen boiling and bubbling in his aching balls as it raced up his engorged cock… It was a very happy son who groaned in delight as he flooded his mother’s belly with his hot seed for the very first time! He was thrilled to hear her sigh in contentment.
“Mmm…! It’s just fantastic to feel my son’s semen flowing into me… Fill my tummy with your hot cream, sweetheart… don’t pull out and waste anything…!” Saroja said happily, her thighs hugging her son as her heels dug into his buttocks to keep him rooted deep inside her.
For many wonderful weeks after their first memorable fuck-session, Raghu learned a lot about keeping his mother happy in bed. Her enormous appetite for sex was a boon for a virile young man who was always horny. It was wonderful to hear her moan and whimper happily as he pleasured her with youthful vigor and enthusiasm.
For Saroja, the intense pleasure of being fucked lovingly by her own son never lost its edge. With her eyes half-closed in contentment and her fleshy thighs hugging him, she
thoroughly enjoyed the many variations he employed in the rhythm of his fucking to feed her greedy pussy with his long, thick penis.
No other young man in his prime can give me the pleasure my dear son gives me so easily. I’m so glad that I’m letting him take care of my needs at the right time! ” she often thought as she savored the delicious friction of Raghu’s big cock stretching and soothing her hot cunt as he moved in and out of her in a steady, measured rhythm. It stirred her to the core of her being and she often enjoyed the first of her many orgasms within minutes after he entered her.
The horny mother became happily addicted to her son’s sensual fucking and eagerly spread her legs for him many times a week. The naughty boy is so virile and passionate! she marveled, seeing how easily she could revive Raghu’s limp cock after a ball-draining fuck session.
“I’m really lucky to have a son who is so good at satisfying my hunger for sex… Raghu darling… you’re spoiling me thoroughly…!” she often remarked.
Although mother and son loved fucking in a variety of comfortable positions, their favorite was the good old missionary position because it allowed them to look into each other’s eyes as they fucked lovingly. Raghu loved to kiss his mother and hear her moan happily when he pleasured her craving cunt with his big cock and Saroja felt especially good to hear her son groan in delight when his twitching cock lavishly coated her womb with a soothing load of creamy jizz!
At other times, mother and son feasted on each other in the 69 position. As Raghu tongued and fingered his mother’s cunt and ass with joyful abandon, she would lick, suck and
throat his enormous cock eagerly until he came with a groan of ecstasy. Saroja often directed her son’s thick, creamy cum all over her face or body, rubbing it into her skin. Like many women, she knew that hot, fresh sperm was one of the best tonics for glowing, supple skin.