Feeling the beginning of a big orgasm, Sudha started humping her son's face and mouth with her cunt, her hips raising and falling steadily. In just a couple of minutes, Sudha had her biggest orgasm in a long time and her juices literally flooded her cunt. She gently pushed her son's face away from her cunt.
Sekhar felt, instinctively, that his mother was not completely done yet. His right palm reached for her swollen cunt and squeezed it gently near the slit while his left hand rubbed the portion above the slit and the vaginal folds there. He slipped his right forefinger into her very wet and hot cunt and started wiggling it.
For the first time, he felt the size of his mother's cunt and confidently slipped in his middle finger too. Sekhar had long and shapely fingers of medium thickness and covered with black hairs. Sudha was now dizzy again with her son's fingers fully into her horny cunt and doing wonders to it.
"Yes! Sekhar! Yes! Move them fast; move them all around mama's cunt. Make me cum!!"
Her words were the result of raw passion and long suppressed need. She was in delirium and her son's magical fingers took her to yet another explosive orgasm in quick succession.
"Aahaaaaaa abbaaaaaa..."
His mother's whimpering was music to his ears.
Totally spent, mother and son fell into each other's loose embrace and into deep sleep.Let me take you back to Aruna.
While Sekhar's sister and mother came to his rescue and started taking 'good care' of his physical and emotional needs, with Aruna things were different.
Once they separated, Aruna immersed herself totally in her professional work. At the office, she started putting in long hours and some fast and smart work. This, coupled with her technical competence, ensured that her work was completed ahead of schedule while meeting all the quality norms. She quickly made a name for herself.
There was only one problem. She hardly got on well with anyone. She was not a good team player but a loner. In IT sector, most companies work through teams. Aruna's bitchiness and arrogance and her tendency to dominate were a big problem for her peers and bosses. She was often shifted from team to team as her bosses were loathe to letting her go.
At home, her parents worried about her future. All communications between Sekhar and Aruna, and also between their families, broke down totally. And no one in their family or friend circles volunteered to mediate or help. The prospects of a divorce were looming large. As Aruna spent more and more time at work, her parents got more and more worried.
At the office, the top management finally came to the conclusion that Aruna was not suitable for team work. They posted her as a special assistant to the Director (Client Services) - forty three year old Gopal Krishna, known to everyone by his short name Gopi. Brilliant computer engineer who excelled in problem solving & trouble shooting; Gopi was also known for his eccentricities.
It was indeed a promotion in terms of pay and perks and Aruna looked at it as a new challenge. She was thrilled by the prospect of interaction with several big clients and also possible assignments abroad. Her parents were happy that she was at least doing well in her professional life.
After she reported to Gopi, he asked her to carefully go through all the customer complaints of the past six months, carry out a detailed analysis and make a report giving her recommendations for improvement. He asked her to submit the report on Friday morning, three days away.
Aruna worked hard, day and night, and had the report ready on her Boss's desk by Thursday morning; twenty four hours ahead. So, when her boss called her on the intercom to come down to his cabin, she went expecting high praise.
"What is the problem with you? Can't you understand simple English? Do you not know what day of the week is today?" He was harsh and scowling.
"I worked hard to complete it and submit it ahead of time." She sounded angry, even to herself.
"Respect!! I am your senior and your boss. You would address me 'sir'. I don't give a crap about all that first name BS of HR, Okay?" He was loud, rude and angry.
"I am sorry, Sir," she mumbled.
"You thought you would impress me by submitting your crap report ahead of time?" He was mocking her now.
Aruna felt as if she were slapped. This was the first time that someone at the office treated her so badly. Her face flushed and tears flooded her eyes with rage. She wanted to shout back. But she knew he was big shot, a Director. He can kick her out in a jiffy and the last thing she wanted now was to lose her job.
So, she kept her head bowed down and silent.
"Okay! I will let go this time. Make sure that from now on, you follow my instructions precisely. You can impress me only by doing that. Is that clear?" He sounded ominous.
She kept mum and nodded her head slightly.
"I asked you a question. I want to hear the answer. Are you dumb, girl? "He thundered.
It was like a whiplash for her! Usage of that word 'girl' so derisively to address her exactly like her Uncle!! It took her a few seconds to react.
"Yes Sir! It is clear to me. I will follow your instructions meticulously." She answered in a clear, soft and submissive tone.
"Okay! Go now."
When she returned to her cabin, it took her a few minutes to recover her poise. Her first reaction was to curse her luck for ending up with this dinosaur at the office. God! How he hurt her and treated her like dirt! Called her report a crap report without even glancing at it! He is a fucking idiot that is what he is, she thought! A typical prehistoric MCP!
But, wait a second! When he addressed her 'girl' in that derisive way, he reminded her of her Uncle. For a few seconds there, she felt the pain and the thrill. It was almost like being with uncle! Come to think of it, even physically, Gopi was a lot like her uncle. Tall, well built, dominating personality, very aggressive! Her anger died down quickly.
An hour later, he summoned her to his cabin again. She was shit scared. She thought he would pick a lot of holes in her report, make some more derogatory remarks and trash her report.
She walked in apprehensively.
"Sit down Aruna." His voice was gentle.
She sat down, still on her guard.
"You have done a fair job and your report is well written."
"Thank you, sir," she said in a clear, elated tone.
"There are a couple of areas where you could have done better." He went on to explain the areas and how she could have done better.
Aruna was impressed! Her boss was right! She should have thought of those things too!
"Keep doing such good work and we will get along fine. Okay girl?"
There again!! That same form of addressing - 'girl'!
But now, she blushed as she said, "Yes, Sir!"
At the end of her first encounter with her boss, Aruna experienced both pain and pleasure...after a long time!!
Over the next month, Aruna immersed herself totally in work. Her work life was like a Roller Coaster ride; thanks to her highly unpredictable Boss! She was down in dumps & up flying high...all in a day's work. The highlight of the month was the 'Big Party'.
One of their top customers from USA had visited them. The visitors comprised of three very senior executives. During their three day visit, there were some meetings which her Boss attended. Aruna was both scared and pleased when her boss asked her to accompany him to those meetings. She was one of the very few juniors who were asked to attend those meetings. This pleased her a great deal.
On the last day of the visit, her company hosted a dinner for the visiting VIPs at a 5-star hotel. That afternoon, Gopi called her to his cabin and asked her to attend the dinner. Aruna was really thrilled.
"These are foreigners and they love to see things Indian. Dress yourself well in a sari and blouse, girl, okay?" It was more a command than a request.
"Yes Sir." Aruna wondered how she was going to manage. She called her mom on phone and sought her help.
The dinner that evening went off well. The visitors had signed a big deal with Aruna's company earlier and everyone was happy. Aruna dressed well in a light pink embroidered sari with a lovely matching blouse. She wore her sari low revealing her beautifully round navel and accentuating her slim waist and tight butt.
All had a drink too many and there was a bit of tongue loosening. Gopi was in an expansive mood and spoke well of Aruna in the presence of the other Directors.
It was almost midnight by the time the party was over and Gopi offered to drop off Aruna which she gladly accepted. They sat in the comfortable back seat of his luxury car and Aruna gave the driver directions to her place.
"It was a good party. I am glad it went off well. Did you like it, girl?" Gopi did sound satisfied.
"Yes Sir. I am very happy and thank you, sir." She replied sincerely.
"It is okay girl. You will go places." As he said that he just patted her on her thigh.
It was a simple, harmless gesture.
But two things made it special for Aruna. It was their first physical contact and his big hand patting her thigh sent a shiver through her.
But, what was more important and significant - the hand stayed there. Yes! His big palm stayed on her warm thigh and didn't leave it. Aruna was very much aware of this and she literally held her breath waiting for the next move.
His big palm just gripped her warm, smooth young thigh! Gripped it! His fingers dug into its softness! It hurt her and she winced but didn't make any sound for fear of attracting the driver's attention. Next minute, he let her go.
During the next one week memories of that party and that car ride back home lingered on in her mind. It was also during the week that Aruna made efforts, discretely, and gleaned some information about her boss.
Gopi was 44 year old and a highly qualified computer professional; excelling in both hardware and software. He was married to Lalitha, a good looking, well educated and socialite woman. Being the only daughter of her wealthy parents, Lalitha was rich in her own right. She was a well known socialite spending her time equally on arts and charities.
They have a 14 year old son. Aruna had also heard on the grapevine that Gopi and his wife drifted apart in the last few years and all was not well with their marriage. She also heard that Lalitha had put her foot down firmly against a separation and they agreed to carry on the pretense of a happy marriage.
When she came to know these details Aruna felt sad for her boss. Despite all his macho image and bravado, he too was suffering from a failed marriage like her! Aruna empathized with him. She wondered if her boss knew about her own plight. Probably not! She was too small a fry in his universe!
A few days later Gopi called her to his cabin.
"Have you heard of GAC?" He barked at her.
She had only heard the name vaguely and said so.
"They are a big, California based company. Read up everything you can about them. We are going there next week. We will be away for a month or so. Get in touch with HR & Admin for the logistics." He dismissed her with a wave of his hand.
It only sank in when Aruna returned to her desk.
She was going abroad! She was going to the US of A!! She was being sent there by her company! Wait a minute! What were her Boss's exact words!!
"We are going there next week."
That's it. Her Boss and she were going to USA together and for a month!
Aruna was both scared and elated. Here was her big chance to grow professionally. But, for a month, she has to survive her unpredictable boss and his eccentricities. First thing first! Aruna rushed to the HR department for the logistics.
At home her parents were happy for her. Here was something to celebrate and take her mind away from her failed marriage!
Ten days later, Gopi and Aruna landed at the SFO airport. To Aruna everything about America was amazing. She fell in love with the beautiful & famous Golden Gate bridge and the breath taking view of the Bay from there.
Her company owned a nice 4 bedroom house a few miles north of the Golden gate. This was used by the company executives whenever they visited the Bay area. A Mexican family took care of the weekly cleaning and maintenance of the house.
Gopi was familiar with the place and surroundings, having visited many times earlier. When they arrived there on a Sunday morning they were glad to see that everything was cleaned up and spic and span. The fridge was stocked with milk, yogurt, eggs, butter, jams & jellies etc. In the pantry they found four different varieties of cereals and fresh breads - white and brown and other assorted items.
The caretaker had left a note saying that they were the only guests and indicated which bedrooms were made ready for them. Their bed rooms were on the first floor and adjacent to each other. Gopi took the slightly bigger room and Aruna the adjacent one. They went down, had a quick breakfast of eggs, toast and cereal. They were both tired after the long journey.
"Let us catch up with a few hours sleep and wake up by lunch time." Gopi said and they went to their respective rooms.
The first week in USA literally left Aruna breathless. The work at the client's place was very challenging. Her respect for her boss had gone up by several notches after seeing him in action. His analytical and problem solving skills were amazing and Aruna simply marveled at him. She worked hard and for long hours at whatever she was asked to do by her boss.
Finally It was Friday evening & they returned home.
"Get ready, girl. We will go out and you can see a bit of 'Frisco." His words were music to her ears.
Gopi drove his company's Lexus with ease and took her around on a drive. Aruna had her first look at the big city by night. After an hour's driving around, they went to a cozy Indian restaurant. They had sumptuous north Indian dinner and ate it with red wine. Aruna was literally famished and so ate and drank a little more than her normal quota.
After dinner they walked around for a while enjoying the sights of the big city. Finally, they returned to their home around midnight.
They sat down in the living room; Gopi on the big couch and Aruna on an easy chair.
"It is time for a nightcap. There is a bottle of Remy Martin cognac in the pantry. Go and get it girl." He sounded quite mellowed.
Aruna went and brought the cognac and two small glasses. Gopi poured their drinks. Aruna was already a little tipsy but she didn't want to displease her boss.
As they sipped the tasty cognac, Gopi asked," Are you happy, girl?"
"Yes sir. I am very happy. Thank you. "She replied sincerely.
"Come and sit here. I can't hear you clearly from there." He patted the space on the couch next to him.
Aruna went there and sat next to him.
He looked at her and she felt his eyes darting over her body; from head to toe. She felt his eyes disrobing her and examining her critically.
"You are a okay girl. But you can be better, you know that?" He asked her.
"Yes Sir. I can and I will improve further." She hoped her answer was the correct one.
He looked a little distracted. Suddenly he said, "You are okay except for the tits. You have no tits, girl." He sounded more sad than angry.
Aruna felt as if she was slapped and slapped very hard!!
OMG!! She thought he was talking about her work and he was actually talking about her body!!
"Yes. I would have loved bigger tits but no problem. You have a very tight looking ass with small cheeks that is quite appealing to me. I might fancy that, girl!"
Aruna was aghast and turned crimson red. She thought her primitive uncle was an exception. But now, her big boss was also talking to her as if she were a street side slut!! Anger coursed through her. Next second, she cautioned herself. What is the big deal! Let him talk rough a bit. He was after all her boss and in total control. She was at his mercy and better not displease him!
So, she kept mum and didn't say anything.
That was a mistake because he took that as an assent. He got off the couch and pulled her up along with him to a standing position. Grabbing her T shirt he pulled it off over her head roughly. Before Aruna could react, his hands went to her jeans, undid the button and unzipped it.
"Nooooo..." Aruna was really upset with the rough behavior of her boss and screamed out loud in anger.
Gopi slapped her hard on her left cheek! It was a stinging slap that hurt like hell. She just couldn't believe it! Her high tech boss behaving like a goonda (a ruffian) and molesting her in the company guest house in California!! This can't be happening!
Scared, Aruna tried to run away from him. That was another mistake because her jeans were now half way down her legs and she tripped and fell flat on the carpeted floor. She was stunned. Next second, she felt him pulling off her jeans. She was clad now only in her black panties and black bra.
"Come on Baby! You want it badly! Don't make it hard for yourself. I know you are separated from your hubby. Your cunt must be really hungry." His grin was hideous.
As if to compensate for the rough handling so far, he gently lifted her off the floor and laid her on the couch. He sat next to her prostrate form and gently ran his hands over her tear streaked face, her reddened cheek. He took a facial tissue and wiped her face gently, cleaning off the tears. His hands were now very gentle.
He bent down and brought his own face close to her mouth.
"My poor baby," he mumbled and then brought his mouth down on hers.
As Gopi kissed her, Aruna drifted into a highly confused state. She was so angry, upset and hurt with his initial beastly behavior that caused her immense pain. But the last few minutes were ecstatic! His hands caressing her face so gently and then this kiss!
Yes! This kiss of his was just unbelievable!!
No one ever kissed her so well. His lips actually munched her lips and his rough tongue had a long reach. It went to the sensitive, unexplored corners of her mouth and the tip made a few quick passes at the soft entrance to her throat. Those passes sent shivers down her spine. She wasn't even sure if he was kissing her now or stopped. Her eyes were closed!
His fingers were so deft that she didn't even realize that her bra and panties were pulled off. Next minute, he held her by her slim waist, lifted her off the couch on to his shoulder and carried her upstairs to his room effortlessly. Once there, he gently deposited her on his bed and sat next to her.
His hands ran all over her young body, getting the feel of her skin, her flesh, her fat, her contours and curves. His movements were truly exploratory and the magical touch of his strong, long and shapely fingers soothed her like a balm. She forgot the earlier pain; it was only pleasure now.
She opened her eyes in time to see his right hand grab her small left tit in his palm and squeeze it. It was a gentle squeeze for him but his hands were hard and strong. Aruna winced with pain.
He looked at her face and asked her softly, "Does it hurt, girl?"
"A little only," she replied.
Still looking at her, he took her tits in both hands and squeezed them both - hard.
"Noooooooooooooo..." Aruna howled with pain. Her boobs hurt like hell.
"That is better then." He laughed aloud.
Aruna whimpered and cried with pain and tears streamed down her cheeks.
She felt his hands leaving her tits. She relaxed a bit as the pain started reducing.
Gopi's fingers now reached for her small coral pink nipples and tenderly caressed them. They responded to his deft ministrations and hardened. They also lengthened. Gopi rolled each nipple gently between his thumb and forefinger. She loved the gentle tease.
Next second, he struck! He pinched her nipples hard and pulled them away from her chest- both nipples in one go!!
Aruna cried out loud with pain. Her tits, particularly her nipples were on fire. It was a searing pain and she was now weeping when he let them go.
As she cried, he did something unexpected. He got off the bed and quickly removed his pant and shirt. Through her tear filled eyes she saw his broad hairy chest and torso, his muscular thighs. He was wearing blue colored jockey underwear that had a big bulge in front.
With a shock, Aruna realized that she stopped crying. Instead, she was looking at his almost naked and hairy body with fascination.
Gopi moved closer to the bed and pulled up the naked girl into a sitting position. He pulled off his underwear revealing his semi hard cock. It was dark brown in color with a big pink helmet. As Aruna looked at it, she felt shivers running down her spine - the shivers were caused more by fear than by pleasure.
She was scared because of the girth of his cock. Though it was not longer than the average cock, it was unusually thick. Much thicker than her uncle's which was the benchmark for her. He held her head from behind loosely in his left hand, while he held his cock in his right hand and rubbed it gently all over her face.Aruna was nauseated by the strong male odor of his genitals. It was far stronger now than it was with her uncle. His cock was slightly wet at the slit with his precum. He first gave a slow swipe across her closed lips. As she parted them instantly, he gave a reverse swipe. Though it excited her a little, she was scared and kept quiet.
Moving a little away and still holding her head with his left hand, he slapped her hard on both cheeks - several hard slaps alternating between her tender cheeks. Aruna howled and cried out loud with the pain. This was something far more cruel and painful than what she experienced with her uncle. This was cruelty and torture.
He suddenly stopped and shouted," Open your fucking mouth wide, you slut!"
Wishing to avoid further beating, she opened her young hot mouth, as much as she could. He slipped his big, pink helmet into her mouth and she tongued it immediately. It was a reflexive action but what she did was just right for Gopi. He grunted in satisfaction. He let her lick it a few more seconds and get used to its taste.
She loved its tangy taste, its shape and size as she tongued it greedily. He gripped her head tightly in both his hands and pushed half his big cock into her hot, wet mouth. She had to open her mouth to its widest to take on his huge cock.
"Suck it, you bitch! Suck it hard and well!" He shouted his command.
She obeyed. She sucked his cock furiously. It was both an act of lust and anger. Anger against him for treating her like a slut! Anger against her husband Sekhar who failed her! Anger against her uncle who was instrumental in her discovering her own hidden needs! Anger against all those who called and treated her as a freak!
As she sucked, he pushed more cock into her mouth. His big cock was now fully into her mouth and it was a wonder that she had not choked! She couldn't suck now and she stopped for a minute to rest her aching mouth and jaws.
It was then that Gopi started fucking her mouth. He pulled his cock almost to the entrance of her mouth and the slowly moved it in, all the way. He started fucking her mouth with slow strokes so that her mouth accepted the onslaught more readily. She felt his right hand leaving her mouth and grab her wet and oozing pussy.
He squeezed her pussy with his right palm, as if squeezing the juice out of an orange slice!
Suddenly he stopped fucking her mouth. He joined her on the bed and effortlessly pulled her light frame over his body, as he lay on his back. Holding her slim waist between his big hands with her back to him, he seated her on his tummy.
"Now suck well, you slut." He shouted and she immediately bent her head to take his now fully erect, hard and swollen cock in her mouth. As she sucked him faithfully and vigorously, he rewarded her.
Holding her smooth flanks between his big hands, he pulled her tight ass to his face and licked it with his rough tongue. As his tongue tip made its first contact with her swollen pussy, she lifted her ass high and closer to him.
His mouth then sought and found her young pussy and clamped on it. Luckily for her, it was clean shaven and smooth - just the way Gopi liked! He pried the slit open with both hands and pushed his rasping tongue into her. It went into her tight cunt, pushing and finding its way to her depths.
For a few seconds Aruna stopped sucking. Her whole body shook in a spasm. She felt light headed and dizzy. What was happening was unbelievable and exquisite! His big tongue was literally fucking her young, horny and tight cunt better than any cock!
She sucked his cock with renewed zeal and vigor. Sensing the positive change, Gopi's hands grabbed her small buttocks hard, bruising them, as his mouth literally sucked her young cunt into his mouth. He ate her cunt with a relish.
In a couple of minutes, they both exploded. As he neared the point of release, Gopi pulled her head away, pulled out his cock and directed the jet of his cum to her chest, face and head. As Aruna's orgasm started, he continued eating her pussy there by prolonging her orgasm and its pleasure!
After a couple of minutes he let go. He got off the bed and went to the bathroom to clean up. When he returned, Aruna followed suit. Once in the bathroom, she looked at her image in the big mirror over the sink. She felt a revulsion and felt like throwing up. She quickly washed her face and chest and that part of her hair on which he ejaculated. After rubbing herself dry and feeling slightly better, she looked into the mirror again.
Her cheeks were puffed and reddish pink. There was a small bite mark on her lower lip. Her small tits were bruised and red finger marks were visible. They felt sore and very sensitive. Her jaws ached and so did her mouth. She looked down. Was it a figment of her imagination? Her mound looked all swollen.
She took one final look at her face. It had a satisfied look and a glow.
Aruna felt at peace with herself. She knew her boss tended to be a bruit and animal at times and reveled at hurting her and causing pain. But, he and more precisely his cock were capable of giving her hither to unknown and immense pleasure. For that, she would take any pain.
Back in the room, she found Gopi relaxing in a recliner, totally naked.
"Go and get a bottle of red wine, girl! Pick up some potato chips and peanuts too from the pantry." He was back to ordering her.
She returned in a few minutes, wrapped in a bath robe and set everything on a small table. He opened the bottle and poured the wine. She pulled up a small stool from near the dresser and sat on it.
"You liked that a lot, I bet!" He leered at her.
She flushed and nodded her head.
"Your tits are lousy, too fucking small, girl. But your cunt is good - hot, juicy and tight."
She felt everything - the insult & hurt about her tits and the praise about her pussy.
"It is so fucking tight; I wonder what the fuck that loser of your hubby did. Did he ever put his pecker in there, girl?" His tone was derisive and very insulting.
Aruna felt revulsion at this humiliating brute. Why does he talk that way about her hubby!
"May be he was a impotent bastard who couldn't get it up. May be that is why you walked off."
The humiliation was too much for her and she got off from the stool to run away to her room. He was up in a flash and caught her near the door. He turned her around gently. Next second, he gave her a resounding slap that burnt her cheek with pain.
"You bitch! You don't go unless I tell you to. Understand that." He was very angry and she was scared.
Holding her by her slim waist, he picked her off the floor and threw her, none too gently, on the bed, face down. As she tried to rise he pushed her back on to the bed and held her there firmly with his powerful hands.
"You better follow instructions and do what I say. Otherwise, I would be very upset. Close your eyes and stay still." His voice whispered menacingly in her ear and Aruna nodded her head dumbly. She was truly scared now.
She heard him leaving the bed but she didn't dare to open her eyes or move her head. She knew he was close by and watching. She could hear his breathing.
He returned to the bed and there was a rustling sound. Before she realized what was happening, he bound and tied her wrists together behind her back with a thin nylon rope.
Oh God!! What was he planning to do to her! She was shit scared; she was also excited.
"You are a bad girl. First you cheat your hubby by letting me eat your pussy and tits. Then you try to run away from me. I am going to punish you." His voice was ghost like and scary.
She felt his hands rubbing her buttocks lightly, squeezing them gently as if estimating their density. She knew what was coming and braced herself for the spanking.
He didn't disappoint her. His hard palm smacked against her small buttock sounding like a gun shot. Pain shot through her whole body and tears welled up in her eyes. The second smack was on the other buttock and a repeat of the first. Left...Right...Left...Right...the pattern followed without any let up - each smack hard as a whiplash.
Aruna cried out loud with each smack and as the spanking went on she felt searing pain and her buttocks burned with pain. She was just past her threshold and felt she was just about to lose her consciousness when the spanking stopped suddenly. Aruna didn't know whether she was imagining or it really stopped. She was in that twilight zone.
Suddenly she felt a cool, viscous liquid poured on her burning buttocks and gentle hands spreading the liquid all over the abused surface of her butt. It felt very cool, soothing and heavenly...more so after the intense pain a few minutes earlier.
He massaged her bruised buttocks for a few minutes and untied her hands. Holding her by her waist, he turned her over on to her back and slipped a big soft pillow under her ass. Aruna opened her eyes and the first thing that greeted her was his rock hard, erect, thick cock swaying in the space.
In a flash, Aruna understood. This brute can get hard & erect only by beating and causing pain to his partner! Without that, his big cock can't really function well!
Gopi held her legs together and bent them at the knees. Holding the knees, he pushed them back all the way towards her chest. When they almost touched her shoulders, he opened her thighs wide ensuring that her small cunt was now open to him.
He had applied some of that soothing liquid liberally on his palm and fingers earlier. Now, he inserted his wet and slippery forefinger into her tight cunt. Once it was fully inside her, he concentrated on lubricating her tight vaginal passage and the surrounding walls. Soon, his middle finger too joined the play.
Aruna forgot all the recent pain and humiliation.
Oh God!! How she loved his long, thick and hard slippery fingers fucking her tight cunt! It was unlike anything she had experienced in her life thus far! Whatever were the reasons for it; this was pure ecstasy that she wanted to go on forever.
He stopped after a few minutes and withdrew his fingers. He then kneeled and positioned himself. With his left hand he held her pussy and his right hand held his cock. Holding the cock at its base, he brought his pink and wet cock head to her slit. His left thumb and forefinger opened the wet slit and his cock head slipped into her tight cunt.
Gopi pushed his thick cock, a little at a time, very slowly, so that young Aruna would not panic. He thus slid half of his cock into her and stopped for nearly a minute. Aruna felt the huge, thick monster violating her nearly virgin cunt but made no sound nor dared to move. When he stopped, her stretched vagina tried and adjusted itself to his girth.
Gopi slowly moved back his cock almost to the entrance and then commenced the inward stroke, gaining an additional centimeter or two. He repeated this process in the most accomplished way over the next five minutes till he lay fully buried to the hilt inside her very tight but hot and juicy cunt.
"I am fully in, girl." He sounded happy for the first time to her.
"Yes!" she literally hissed.
He stayed buried to the hilt for long seconds and then started moving backwards slowly. He started fucking her now with small strokes. Aruna opened her legs wide and rested her ankles on his shoulders. As he stroked her, she raised her ass in tandem to help him and herself.
As his thick cock moved like a well oiled piston in her tight cunt, Aruna enjoyed a real great first fuck. This was what she wanted all along and here was this forty four year old high tech, computer professional; a brute and animal in the bed room, giving her what she exactly needed.
As they fucked, Gopi felt her tight virginal cunt gripping his cock firmly on every stroke. He marveled at this chip of a girl who has taken whatever punishment he had dished out and was now giving him a truly memorable fuck. He would never let go of this girl, if he could!
"Shall I wear a cover now?" he grunted after a couple of minutes, indicating he was going to speed up.
"Noooooo! I am protected. There is no need!" She wanted him in there, the whole way!
He loved what she said and his liking for her had gone up by a notch.
He quickened his strokes, sending Aruna into her most blissful, heavenly and lasting orgasm. As her legs tightened firmly around his waist, Gopi exploded deep inside her and flooded her cunt with his cum.
When their orgasms subsided, they slipped into deep sleep, hugging each other side on.
When they woke up it was Saturday. Over the weekend, Aruna willingly became his submissive and did everything he asked. In the past, Gopi had to buy the services of professional call girls for kinky sex. Here, he had, a very willing and fresh as a flower young girl as his accomplice! All she asked (she didn't even ask but wanted) was a good fuck!!
By Sunday afternoon they were both totally worn out.
That afternoon they sat on the deck overlooking the backyard with a cup of tea.
"Aruna, that was good. But now, get this right. We have come here to do some important company work. We are going to work hard during the week and we play during the weekend."
"Yes Sir." She replied meekly.
Aruna was actually relieved too. She couldn't take this kind of punishment and work simultaneously. What he said was the best thing to do. Work hard during the week and play hard during the weekend.
After an early dinner they retired to their respective bedrooms.
Alone in her bed Aruna recalled fondly the golden moments of past two days. Her body was still sore and there were aches. Her small tits were still lightly bruised and sore. Her cunt was also sore from all the pounding it got from Gopi's thick cock. Her tight bottom still stung at every contact.
But, she was happy. She was very happy! She knew that Gopi was weird in a way because he couldn't get going without punishing his woman. But, she was weird too! Without getting a good dose of pain, she could never feel the pleasure. So, they were two of a kind!
They now discovered each other. That is all that mattered for now!Sudha was the first to wake up next morning. She had such sound sleep that it took her a minute to recollect the explosive happenings of the previous night and the incredible oral sex they had. She looked fondly at her sleeping son and his beautiful, naked body before leaving the room quietly.
A couple of hours later Sekhar left for work and Sudha sat alone in the living room and gathered her thoughts. First of all, she thought of the explosive night, recalling it in vivid detail and savoring it. It was absolutely divine...her oral sex with her son! She loved the way his young mouth, tongue and his strong fingers made love to her hungry cunt. She felt at least ten years younger!
She also recalled the exquisite feel and taste of his young, hard and erect cock. How she loved licking & sucking it and how she loved the hot jet of his cum flowing into her throat!! Undoubtedly the most incredible experience she ever had!!
Driving to his work, Sekhar had similar thoughts. He could still taste his mother's cunt; feel her lovely boobs and thighs! What a fantastic experience it was!!
Given their state of minds, both mother and son were ready to go all the way that night. As a matter of fact, they were hoping to do so and made plans in their minds for the 'big night'.
But, unfortunately for them, Murali choose to arrive that same afternoon from Kumar's native place. Murali is the first cousin of Kumar and quite close to him. He stayed with them for a couple of days and attended to some work with Government offices related to his agricultural lands. By then, Kumar had returned from his tour.
Both mother and son were very disappointed. The momentum had built up, everything was going well and they were just a step away!! But, in a way; Sudha was relieved too. Would she have taken that final step! It looked so certain then, but now, she wasn't sure. May be it was better this way. May be they needed more time!
A few days later, she had a telephonic conversation with her daughter Smitha.
"Hello, Mom! How are you?"
"Hello, Smitha. I am fine. What is happening?"
"Mom, I talked to Sekhar yesterday. He sounds very happy."
"Oh! That's good. He does look happy!"
"What magic did you do? He said you were incredible!" Smitha's tone was mischievous.
Sudha blushed. She was embarrassed too. How could she share with her daughter, or for that matter with anyone, what transpired between her and her son!
"Come on mom! Please tell me, I am dying to know." Her daughter persisted.
"I took care of him; the way you asked me to" Sudha replied in a low tone.
"Mom, remember our deal? No secrets between us about Sekhar, okay? Did you go all the way, mom?" Smitha's curiosity prevailed.
"Almost there! Just short of it. Your Murali uncle's trip spoiled everything." Sudha found that she was not much embarrassed to share her secret and feelings with Smitha.
"I am so happy for all of us. Next time I get an opportunity, I will go all the way, mom." Smitha sounded so sure of herself.
"I want to share another thought with you, mom. It is not just for Sekhar, it is for me too. I really want to do it with my brother." Her passion was evident in her tone.
Sudha was overwhelmed with a strange emotion - a mixture of passion and compassion for her children. She wanted to envelope them both in her embrace.
For Smitha, the opportunity came soon.
One day, while at work, Ravi got a call from his cousin. Ravi's uncle, who was the only brother of his father, had a heart attack and was in a serious condition. His cousin asked them to come over right away. As that town was around 300 kms away and ill connected by Public transport, Ravi decided to drive his parents there to save time. He called Smitha on phone and explained the situation to her.
Ravi left with his parents by car around four in the afternoon. Smitha called her mom immediately and explained the situation to her.
"Instead of my coming over there, let Sekhar come here for tonight and stay with me." Smitha suggested.
"What shall we tell your dad?"
"Tell him that this is an emergency and Ravi is most likely to return by tomorrow. It is not worth the hassle for me to make the trip to your home for one day. Sekhar coming over here is much simpler." Smitha was very convincing.
Before they ended the call, Smitha said, "I will take full care of Sekhar, mom."
Both mother and daughter knew what she was talking about.
"All the best," her mother said, softly.
Sekhar reached Smitha's home by half past nine. By then, Smitha had finished all her chores, spoke to Ravi on her mobile and put her kid to sleep. They sat on a couch in the living room and chatted. Smitha gave him the latest news on the condition of Ravi's uncle. After a few minutes she got up.
"Come on! I will show you your bedroom." Smitha started climbing the stairs.
She wore a soft, light pink nightie and as she climbed the stairs her shapely and tight buttocks rolled in a very enticing way. From close behind her, Sekhar could see the vague shape of her panties and the straps of her bra. He felt a strong urge to grab his sister.
She guided him to the guest room which had a big, comfortable double bed that was freshly made with clean sheets and pillows. It looked very inviting.
"Let me lock up the doors and all. I will get back to you soon and we will chat up more." With that Smitha left him.
Sekhar sat down on the single chair and took stock of things.
Their last encounter was at his parents' place and in the bed. On that occasion, he fondled her tits and sucked them and she did a hand job on him. It was all like a dream and happened in sleep. At least, a part of it! Sometime during that episode, he woke up and became aware of her tits in his hands. Then, he continued to fondle those incredible tits of his sister, fully awake, though he feigned sleep. He was fully conscious of his actions.
But, his sister was sound asleep. She probably thought it was a dream. She grabbed his hard cock, pumped it and blew him. That was a reflexive action. In her sleep, she probably thought it was her hubby Ravi and his cock and pumped it sleepily. Yes! That was what had happened!
Wait a minute! Was that what happened?? He tried to recall those moments precisely. There was nothing sleepy about her actions! Though her eyes were shut and she looked asleep, her grip on his cock was firm and strong. She moved her hand rhythmically; her stroking was measured and methodical! Thinking of it now, he was almost sure it was deliberate.
Yes! That is the key word! Deliberate! What if Smitha was also awake like him and feigned sleep? What if she did that hand job on his cock willingly and fully awake, knowing that it was her brother's cock and not her hubby's!
Sekhar's pulse quickened. Oh God!! Could that be possible! Does Smitha fancy him? Would she allow him to do things to her beautiful, hot body? How far would she allow him? There is only one way to find out. Tonight was an excellent opportunity to do so. He looked up at the wall and a poster on the wall caught his attention.
It was a Nike ad poster and it said, "Just Do It". To the excited Sekhar that was like an omen!
"Oh! Aren't you lost in thoughts? Smitha's voice startled him.
Caught unaware, he blushed and Smitha knew instantly that her brother was indulging in erotic thoughts. She wanted to tease him a little.
"Tell me, brother! What were you thinking of?"
"Oh! It is nothing." He mumbled.
"Ok! Tell me something. You look much happier these days. What is the secret?" She smiled knowingly.
"Things going alright at the work and so I am happy." He replied.
"And mom is taking good care of you, right?" She said it very softly, moving a little closer to him.
"Yes! She is truly incredible, Smitha!" He replied as he got off the chair.
He moved closer to his standing sister.
"I am so happy for you, Sekhar." She hugged her brother in a loose embrace.
He let his arms circle her and held her to him; taking care not to rush.
Bending his head slightly, he brought his lips close to her right ear and whispered, "So are you, Sis! You are as incredible. I love you too."
He waited for her reaction with bated breath.
As if In answer, she tightened her arms around him. It was no longer a harmless hug between a brother and sister. It moved to a different plane...the erotic plane.
Her young, bouncy, tight, full boobs pressed themselves hard against his chest; squashing themselves. His palms dropped down to her ass and grabbed her round, full buttocks greedily. His hands started a teasing caress of her butt; roaming all over it.
Smitha lifted her head and looked into her brother's eyes. They were full of passion and lust. As she looked on, they seemed to transmit the intense desire through the looks. Her rosy lips quivered and her mouth opened a trifle when Sekhar brought his hungry mouth on hers.
They kissed! They kissed with lot of hunger and passion. Dropping the pretense had helped a great deal. It was open now...their need for each other; their lust! Sekhar savored his sister's sweet lips, her hot mouth and her pink, darting tongue. It was a very wet kiss.
Even as they kissed, his cock hardened and sprang up, forming a tent. Smitha felt the hardness pressing against her tummy through the layers of clothing. Her own passions intensified and she could feel the heat and wetness in her womanhood.
Pushing Sekhar away, Smitha quickly untied her nightie and let it fall to her feet. She gestured to her brother and Sekhar removed his T shirt & Jeans. He now had only jockey shorts on and was bare chested. Smitha looked very sexy clad in a black panties and a bra. When she saw her brother's hairy chest, she went weak in knees with desire.
Smitha pushed her brother to the bed and gestured him to sit on it with his feet resting on the floor. She walked closer to him and stood in front of him. She rested her hands lightly on his shoulders; one on either and looked into his eyes.
Sekhar was mesmerized. Her sexy body with its satin smooth fair skin was very close now. Her flat tummy with its perfectly shaped and located deep navel was level with his face and just a few inches away. Further up, her perfect and tight boobs held in leash by her black bra with the half moons spilling over the cups were beckoning. His mind recorded the fact instantly that Smitha's tits were not only much bigger than Aruna's but smaller than his mother's, they were also the tightest and best of the three.
As if reading her brother's thoughts, Smitha reached behind, unhooked her bra and threw it on the bed. Her full breasts swayed with delight on being released from their constraints and stood out proudly with absolutely no droop. Her semi hard pink and black nipples were at the exact centre of her perfectly circular light brown aureole.
Bending slightly and holding her brother's head in her hands, Smitha just pressed her boobs against his face. Sekhar's hungry mouth clamped on to her right tit while his left hand grabbed her left tit. When he started kissing her nipple lightly, Smitha moaned and hissed, "Suck! Suck them hard. Eat my tits, brother."
Sensing her urgency matched his, Sekhar got into aggressive sucking of his sister's bouncy tits. Their density and tightness drove him crazy. Without realizing it his teeth started taking small bites.
He felt her hands suddenly releasing his head and pushing him away from her boobs. Before he could protest, she moved a little closer and still standing, rubbed her panties clad pussy against his face. The effect of her mound pressing itself against his face was electric.
Her panties was damp with her own juices and sweat. It gave away a light, pungent aroma that was strangely heady. As his mouth kissed the panties, Smitha pulled them off herself and let them drop. In one go, she pressed her pussy hard against her brother's face.
Holding his sister by her smooth waist and flanks, Sekhar lapped at her mound. It was smooth, clean shaven and compact. His tongue and lips got busy and found the small slit that was just damp outside but wet with her juices a few millimeters inside. His tongue caressed the slit, licking it tenderly, even as his hands pried open her young pussy lightly.
As his tongue found its mark, she pushed more and Sekhar's hands slipped on to her bouncy buttocks and pulled her in. His tongue went deeper into her cunt and licked her tight vaginal passage and his right hand moved to the front while his left stayed on her ass. His thumb moved around and found her small but excited and stiff clitoris and rubbed it.
"Ahhaaa!! Sekhar! Lick brother! Lick and eat my pussy! It is all yours now. Fuck me with your fingers. I want it all." Hearing his sister talk dirty was so shocking and exciting! He loved every word of it.
As his fore finger slipped inside her churning cunt and joined his tongue, he chomped on her cunt lips with his mouth as if sucking her pussy into his mouth. Smith felt herself being driven crazy by his hungry eating. Her right hand dropped down, groped wildly and found his shorts and the big bulge in it. She grabbed at it eagerly.
Sekhar's left hand, which was squeezing and mauling her bottom, probed between her ass cheeks and his forefinger made contact with her rose bud. Smitha was shocked instantly with the first touch. His finger tip started a caress of the rosebud and a tickle of the puckering. Unknown to him, he touched a very sensitive area and his actions heightened her passion further.
Moving quickly away from him for a second, Smitha pulled up her brother, grabbed the band of his shorts and eased it quickly over his rampant cock. Fully naked and hot with desire, brother and sister hugged tightly and moved to the bed in unison.
Smitha fell flat on her back, her head resting on a pillow, her knees bent and raised and her legs open. Sekhar got into position between her legs, sitting on his knees. His big hands grabbed her silken smooth thighs and slowly opened them further a little wider. Slowly he pushed her raised knees towards her shoulders. She was wide open now and her pink flower was all his to fuck!
With his sister watching and waiting, Sekhar rubbed his cock head all over the outer pussy, as if in caress. Next second, it found the eager, slightly wet and open entrance to her cunt.
Slowly he pushed his cock into his sister's sexy, hot, wet and tight cunt.
"Haaaaaaaaaaa!!" It was more a sigh of relief, a very contented sound that escaped from her lips.
This was a dream come true for both of them.
Sekhar was desperately hungry with wild erotic thoughts all these days after their first encounter.
Smitha was equally hungry too, but for a different reason. She was hungry for a change. She wanted sex with a man much younger than her hubby, more virile, more endowed. Many a times, in the safe privacy of her bath room, she spoke to herself all those dirty thoughts.
"I want a bigger, longer and thicker cock in my cunt than yours Ravi! I want it to fuck me relentlessly, deep into me, stretch me and mark me at depths that you never reached. I want another man's hot cum, lots of it, and deep into me filling me up. I want to be fucked hard and dirty, for a change." Saying these things to herself she often masturbated.
After her first encounter with her brother, there was clarity in her thoughts. She wanted only one man...that man was her own bother; Sekhar! He had everything that she dreamed of; she was sure of it! And now, she was just about to get it all!
The initial penetration was slow but pleasurable. Hesitatingly, Sekhar pushed his hard, rod like cock into the juicy, hot, tight cunt of his dear sister...slowly and steadily. She was very wet and receptive, and so, in a very short time, he was fully in. Buried to the hilt; he rested his weight on his elbows, brought his lips to her engorged left nipple and started chewing it. His left palm cupped her right breast and fondled it; pinching her right nipple.
Smitha felt the penetration. Her brother's cock was only slightly thicker than her hubby's, so her vaginal passage was stretched a little. What was more perceivable and delightful was the length. Sekhar's was longer at least by a couple of inches than Ravi's! The extra length made all the difference for young, horny Smitha. His cock went in further and deeper and when it finally rested, the tip and front end was buried in virgin lands, unexplored till then.
"Do you like it now, Sis" Her brother whispered into her ear.
"Yes. It feels so full and good inside my cunt. Fuck me good and long but don't rush." She sounded very pleased.
Sekhar started fucking his sister as she wanted it...with slow, deliberate short strokes interspersed with a long one between. That made the full stroke something special and every time he went all the way in, she grunted. Smitha wrapped her lovely legs around his waist thereby pulling him in even deeper. In a couple of minutes, the tempo had built up between the siblings.
Smitha felt the orgasm building up in her horny cunt. She started moaning and rocked with her brother in tandem.
"Fuck me faster now. Ram it into my cunt. Talk dirty, brother. I always wanted to talk dirty but was afraid. Now we can talk dirty freely. I am your slut." Her words and tone betrayed her passion.
"You are a real horny bitch, my slut. Your cunt is so hot and juicy!" Sekhar was delighted to indulge in this dirty talk.
"You are the real bastard, Sekhar! Fucking your married sister like your whore! OMG!! It feels as if I am rolling down fast. Fuck me, cum in me." She was howling now.
"Is it safe?" He virtually shouted as he felt his own eruption approaching fast.
"Yes! You can pump it all into me. It is perfectly safe. I am protected." She was shouting now.
With a grunt, Sekhar started fucking his sister hard with fast, full strokes. It appeared as if he was intent on tearing up her cunt; pounding it mercilessly. Smitha felt the pounding reach a crescendo and floated towards a big orgasm.
In a few strokes the dam burst! He ejaculated and his hot cum flowed into the depths of her cunt, filling her up. He felt himself going limp and dropped his head on to the comfortable pillow of his sister's bosom.
Cock in cunt and satiated; they drifted into a semi comatose state.
Smitha was the first to recover after ten minutes or so. She found his face resting on her bosom and kissed his head affectionately. He woke up too.
"Was it good for you, sis?" he asked. Boys are boys! How most of us ask the same question, irrespective of our color, caste or creed!! It is amazing!
"Fantastic! I never had it so good!! You are a great fucker, Sekhar!" She sounded genuinely happy.
Those lovely words did wonders to boosting his self confidence and esteem.
An hour later they had an encore. This time there was no urgency to start with.
It was first preceded by a pillow talk.
The light was dim and they were both naked and relaxed on the bed. Sekhar was sprawled on his back and Smitha was side on, on his left side, her right cheek resting on his hairy chest and her head tilted at an angle so that they looked into each other's eyes.
"Tell me, how was it with mommy?"
Sekhar was shocked by her question. Oh God!! Does she know? How?? He was too shocked to reply.
Smitha sensed his shock.
With her soft left palm she started caressing his limp but impressive cock and his balls.
"There are no secrets between mom and me. We are totally open with each other. I know she took 'good care' of you. That is why you called her 'incredible'. Now, you and I are lovers. We just fucked. There must be no secrets between us now." She sounded as if she meant it.
"Mom was real good." He blushed saying that.
"Did you get hold of her boobs? Did you pinch her nipples?" Her voice betrayed a strange excitement.
"Yes. I fondled her boobs and nipples. They were real good." His voice quivered at the memory.
His limp cock started stiffening and her grip tightened.
"Did you really lick and suck mom's tits that night, Sekhar?"
"Yes! I licked the areola and nipples first and then started sucking them. Mom fed her nipples to me to suck. I sucked, and later, bit them too." Sekhar enjoyed telling all this to his excited sister.
"Oh! Fuck! That must have been wonderful!! Did you touch her pussy too?" She squeezed his hardening penis as she asked him that question.
In response, Sekhar reached out for her young, smooth pussy, cupped it in his palm and squeezed it gently.
"I did this to mom's pussy too, sis." He boasted.
"OMG! What did she do? Did she allow you to squeeze her pussy & finger it too?" Her breath had quickened now and her hand started stroking her brother's hard cock faster.
"I fingered mom's pussy. Not only that, I tongued it and ate it. Mom was truly incredible. She loved it all." Even as he spoke of that, he slipped his fore finger into his sister's juicy cunt.
With a quick move Smitha got up and mounted her brother, pushing him flat on his back. She squatted over him with her knees on either side of his tummy. Grabbing his hard cock in her right hand, she raised herself, positioned her quivering pussy over his rigid cock and let the pink, wet cock head touch her wet slit.
Slowly, she let her juicy cunt slide on his cock till his cock was buried to the hilt. Her bouncy ass now rested flush on her brother's hairy crotch, the hairs tickling her open nether lips.
"You must fuck mother, Sekhar. That would be the best...fucking your sister first and then the ultimate...fucking mom." She was delirious with lust and raw passion and was now literally fucking her brother.
"I very much want to but I do not know if mom would allow me to fuck her." His voice was quivering too.
"She would. I will make her agree. We will make sure that you fuck mom." She was in frenzy.
For the next few minutes Smitha rode hard on her brother and experienced her best ever orgasm. Only when Sekhar was sure that his sister really had it good, he let go and ejaculated. It was a mind blowing experience for the siblings.
Next day Ravi returned home and Sekhar was back to work.
It was during a telephonic conversation with her mom a couple of days later that Smitha told her about her wonderful session with her brother. Though Sudha knew in advance that it was inevitable; she was still shocked. Her own son and daughter committed the big sin; that too with her knowledge and consent. She felt very disturbed initially.
But, she soon forgot all that, as her daughter gave her a graphic description of their lovemaking. Smitha spared no detail and she was very good at her job. Sudha could clearly see in her mind, pictures of their copulation.
"But he really wants to do it with you, mom." Sudha was truly shocked at her daughter's words and got upset.
"Shut up. How can that be? He was in your bed and he made love to you. I don't come into the picture at all." Sudha sounded angry and confused.
"No, Mom! I know that for sure. When he sucked my tits he spoke of your boobs and how he loved sucking them. When his cock was fucking my pussy, he said his cock wants to fuck your pussy even more." Smitha said it softly.
Sudha was so much shocked by the words & language of her daughter that there was not much conversation after that.
But, over the next few days, Sudha's mind was fully occupied with that thought! She thought and she fantasized. She would see Sekhar fucking Smitha in a fantasy and suddenly Smitha turns into Sudha and her son fucks her horny cunt with his amazing cock. She would masturbate quickly to get some instant relief, from this fantasy.
Then things happened rather suddenly. There was a problem at one of the branches of the Bank that needed immediate action. Kumar was asked by his head office to rush there. He left the same evening.
The moment she came to know of her hubby's trip, Sudha panicked. This would mean that she and her son would be alone that very night and she could not stop the events. This was happening too fast without giving her any time for mental preparation!
So she called Smitha and explained her situation. Could her daughter come and join her and give her company? Sudha's intention was to let Smitha 'take care' of her son.
Smitha saw a great opportunity. Now she would fulfill her promise to her brother. She would help him in fucking their mother. She would maneuver her mother into the act...she was sure of that. The very thought excited her a great deal.
"I am so sorry, mom. I can't rush at such short notice. My in-laws won't like it. I will speak to Ravi tonight and try to come tomorrow. Please manage for today." She was convincing.
"Smitha! You know the problem. If it is just the two of us how can I stop things from happening? I am not too sure if I can go all the way with this." Her mother wailed.
"I think you are confused mom. Cool down a little. Let us analyze this. We both agreed that we love Sekhar immensely and want to help him in all respects, right?"
"Yes, true."
"You have already had a wonderful session with him that he enjoyed immensely. He told me all about it and called you 'incredible'. I told you that, Mom!"
Sudha kept quiet.
"Tell me honestly, mom. Didn't you enjoy that a great deal too?"
"Yes, I did. It was so good." Sudha replied softly.
"You would have carried on next day even further but for uncle's unfortunate and untimely arrival. Isn't that a fact?"
"Probably yes." Her voice was barely audible.
"I am sure you would have, mom. I told you about Sekhar's obsession with you, didn't I? Even when we fucking me, he spoke of his cock in your pussy, mom! Didn't I tell you that?"
Again, Sudha had no answer.
"Mom, please do as I say. He wants to do it badly. He needs to do it with you. You don't lead him. But, if he goes there himself and takes the lead, don't resist him. Let him do it. I am sure you would enjoy it too. As much as I did! Please, Mom!" Smitha was very persuasive.
"Okay. I will try to do as you say." Sudha conceded.
"Great! Mom! Tomorrow morning I want to hear all about it."
The call ended with that.
Immediately after that, Smitha called her brother. She told him about their dad's unexpected trip.
"Brother! Tonight is your big chance to make it with mom. You want to go all the way, don't you?"
"Yes! Sis! I very much want to. But only if mom wants it too! And I am not sure if she would allow me."
"Let me tell you a secret about mom. She has this long standing crush on you. She very much wants you to fuck her hard. But she is scared because it is a taboo. Her conscience won't allow her to lead you to commit incest. She won't lead you to it but she wants it as badly."
"Don't worry, sis! I will take the lead and take her there, all the way." He loved saying that.
"I am sure you would, brother. Make sure that you both drink a little wine. That helps in easing the tension and relaxing. But, mom may even resist a little in the final stages. That would be only an act; a pretense. Don't let that deter you."
"I will not." He sounded confident.
"As a matter of fact, I know she has this secret, unfulfilled craving for a little rough handling. So, if you are a little rough she would love it too." Smitha loved being creative.
"What should I do?" Sekhar asked, innocently.
"If she resists your final act, use a little force...use your male strength to subdue her. You will know what to do when it happens." She answered cleverly and ended the call.
Thus the stage was set for that night.
After coming home, Sekhar feigned ignorance when his mom told him about Kumar's sudden trip. He took a shower, got into fresh pajamas and walked into the living room.
"Dinner is ready. Would you like to eat now, Sekhar?" She asked him.
"Not yet! Mom! I had a tough day at the office and want to relax a little. Is it okay if I have a little wine, mom?"
Remembering her daughter's advice, she replied, "Sure, son."
Sekhar got up, walked to the kitchen cupboard and returned with a bottle of Red wine. He poured two glasses. Sitting on the couch, next to his mother, he offered her a glass.
"I am not sure if I can take so much." She protested halfheartedly.
"Take only as much as you want, mom. Actually, it is not much."
He started telling her news about his office and she relaxed. The TV was on showing a regional music channel. After a few minutes, Sudha felt her tension easing out as the wine started mellowing her.
Sekhar was careful to keep his talk and actions away from any hints of sex.
Soon, they had dinner. Sekhar was famished after a hard day's work and ate well. Sudha hardly ate her food; she just nibbled at it. Once they finished, Sekhar helped his mom in cleaning up. Soon, they were back on the living room couch.
Very casually, Sekhar filled their glasses again and picked up his glass. The weather was cloudy earlier in the evening and it started drizzling lightly. They felt cool breeze blowing through the large window and the ambience turned very pleasant. After a very slight hesitation, Sudha picked up her glass. For a few minutes, the only sound was the splatter of rain drops on the plastic shade over the window.
"What are you smiling about, Sekhar?" Sudha asked him in a curious tone when she found him smiling.
"Oh! Mom! It is nothing." Her son blushed.
Relaxed now, Sudha felt like probing.
"Come on son! Share it with mom."
"Oh! Ok! I just remembered what happened a few years back. It was my exams time, I was studying and there was a very heavy rain that night. It was quite late and you woke up to make a cup of hot tea for me. Remember that?"
"What happened then?" She was really curious now.
He stood up and walked close to the big window.
"As I was drinking the tea, there was gust of strong wind and that brought a torrent of water through this very window. We both ran like mad to close the windows, it was a tough job against the strong winds but we somehow managed." Now, Sudha remembered that night.
"You got totally drenched, Mom!" His voice was soft and wistful now.
"You were wearing a cream white sari and blouse that night, Mom! You were totally wet. And I saw you differently, Mom!" His voice was a whisper now.
He was speaking, as if in a trance. Sudha was mesmerized by what her son was saying.
"I saw your black bra and black petticoat so clearly, mom. It felt as if the sari had disappeared. I could clearly see that beautiful black bra and your full boobs in it. I saw your big round buttocks, their shape and size through that black petticoat. I saw a very sexy woman!!" He stopped and looked at his mom.
Sudha was speechless. Not shocked but dumb. She wondered at the intensity of his memory of that incident and its impact on him that lasted all these years, as betrayed by the quaver in his voice.
He remained silent for a few seconds. Sudha wondered if he had probably finished his narration! But that was not the case and he spoke again.
"You went to your room and closed the door behind you. My mind was full of those beautiful images that I had seen. I just walked to your room door. The door was slightly ajar and not shut. I peeped in." He stopped as his breath quickened.
"Your back was partly turned to the door. By then you removed the wet sari and the equally wet blouse. I saw you in the beautiful black bra and petticoat, mom. I was scared of getting caught, but, luckily daddy was in sound sleep and he was facing the other side. I was too thrilled to leave."
"You removed your bra and your lovely, big breasts bounced, mom. Then you removed your petticoat too. I saw your shapely, smooth thighs and your big, bouncy buttocks poorly covered in black panties. I saw your hairy mound through the panties, with a few hairs jutting out. I saw all that wonderful flesh of yours, mom." His voice was now like a chant and Sudha was truly mesmerized by her son's narrative.
Sekhar walked to his mother, took hold of her hands and pulled her up gently from the couch. He walked along with her to his room. She meekly followed him. Even as they walked into his room, he spoke again.
"I ran to my room, mom. I was shaking like a leaf. I only saw images of your beautiful boobs, your lovely tummy, your deep navel, your wondrous thighs and bouncy buttocks, all naked!"
His hands were busy even as he spoke, quickly removing her garments. There was a sense of urgency now in his act; a sense of desperation too. His hands removed all the clothing that covered those very parts of her anatomy that he was describing minutes ago.
As his hands fumbled and grabbed her rich assets, in front and back, Sudha pulled her son close to her and embraced his shaking, feverish body.
"What did you do then, son?" she asked him softly.
"I closed my eyes and saw you naked. I fucked you, mom!! Yes!! I fucked you in my mind that night, mom. I fucked you hard. Not just that night but many, many nights." He whimpered.
They were close to his bed now and Sudha sat down on the edge. In a trice, he removed his clothing and threw it away. He was fully naked and her eyes went to his fully erect, hard, long, young cock that swayed a little close to her face.
Holding it at the base in his left hand, Sekhar rubbed his cock head against his mother's full lips. Sudha felt his pre cum on her lips and her tongue flicked and tasted it. Holding his cock at the midpoint, she licked the underside of his pink cock head and then covered it with her lips. Her tongue licked the tip and then the length of his shaft.
Sekhar's left hand held his mother's head and his right hand found her lap and inserted itself into her wet and damp panties. He grabbed her mound and squeezed her pussy greedily. His fingers found the wet, warm slit open to their touch. He just slid them in and wiggled them.
Too hot with passion now, he literally rushed.
With a rough pull, he removed her panties and threw it away. His hands on her heaving chest, he pushed her on to the bed and on her back. He joined her on the bed, kneeling between her legs. Holding her thighs in his hands, marveling at their silken smoothness and tightness, he separated them.
Sudha raise her legs and bent them at her knees. Her horny cunt was open to her son now.
She knew that finally they arrived at the point of no return. It was now or never! Having just heard his tale of lust, love and anguish, having just heard of his years of infatuation with her; the mother had made up her mind firmly.
She would take the initiative and lead him. She would make him fuck her. He would be a willing participant but not the aggressor. She would ensure that he suffered no sense of guilt.
With her right hand she held his hard cock, slightly bent it and guided the pink, wet head into her slit and vaginal passage. His rod was hot, pulsating and full of energy as it entered his mother's juicy, churning cunt. With her left hand she pulled his head to her abundant and heaving bosom.
"Suck my tits and fuck me now, son." It was the first time she ever uttered the F word and her son was both shocked and delighted.
"Push your hard cock deep into my cunt. Reach its depths. Touch me where no one touched so far." So saying, she wrapped her legs around his flanks and pulled him in.
Sekhar was in seventh heaven. His mother wants him to fuck her! She had said it so clearly! She needs it and wants it as much as him!
He started fucking her cunt with strong, hard strokes that were indicative of his pent up desires. As he stroked hard, Sudha marveled! Each stroke her son gave was worth ten of what she had received in the past from her hubby. This was real fucking; she never knew that anything like this was possible. And it is so good and safe; to do this with her own flesh and blood.
"Yes! Pound my cunt. Stretch it. Tear it up. Fuck me hard, my Sekhar!" She moaned and whimpered now. His young mouth was nibbling at her nipples, biting her tits, marking her. She didn't care. No one would ever see those marks.
Her nails scratched his back as the tempo built up. She felt the slow beginning of an orgasm. Her pulse quickened and her heart beat louder. Her ass rose with every stroke of his in tandem; in perfect synchronization to maximize the thrust and its pleasure. His cock touched the still virginal depths in his mother's cunt; desperately trying to reach her womb - the point of his origin
Her moans got louder and longer as he pounded her to the verge of an explosive orgasm.
"Aaaaarghhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
As she cried out, the depths of her vagina were hit by the jet of his hot ejaculation. Sudha, despite her own mind blowing orgasm was still aware of his hot jet and the copious flow of his cum that filled her cunt. Her son's head rested on her bosom; his eyes shut. Their bodies were drenched in sweat. Her son's limp cock, though spent, was still buried in her cunt.
After a couple of minutes, he rolled off her and lay on her side, his hand on her breasts and his eyes closed. After another five minutes, Sudha managed to get off the bed and go to the bathroom. After cleaning up, she saw her own naked image in the mirror. Her face had that glow that comes from a good fuck; a satisfied look. She smiled at her image and winked.
They fucked once more in the early hours. That was even better than the first one because it lasted longer and their actions were more deliberate and relaxed.
Next morning, they both woke up late.
Sekhar called his office and reported sick. Even as he told his boss over the phone how sick he was, he winked at his mother. Later, when he was sound asleep in his room, Sudha got a phone call from her daughter.
"How are you, Mom? All well?"
"Fine, everything is fine." Smitha noted the positive tone.
"How is brother?"
"He is sleeping. He reported sick today."
"Oh! What is wrong?" Smitha sounded more curious than worried.
"It is nothing serious. He had a very tiring day yesterday. So he wants to relax today." Smitha visualized her mother smiling as she said that.
"Was it a tiring day or night?" Smitha asked teasingly.
"Shut up." Her mother replied but not in anger.
"Okay. Shall I come over today?" Smitha asked.
"It is better not to disturb today." Smitha got the message...loud and clear.
"Mom, you are truly incredible. I love you."
"Thanks Smitha! I love you both." Sudha finished the call.