Drishti Nair was 42 years old. She had hypothyroidism due to which she'd gained weight, majority of which was concentrated on her breasts and hips. She went from a cup size of 30C to a cup size 34DD. Now my mom always had very nice skin due to which she looked really young. No one could tell she was in her forties; Some even mistaking her for my elder sister. This growth spurt of her breasts made her all the more desirable. My mom was short, a total of 5 ft 5 in which made her breasts all the more accentuated. To give a clearer mental image, picture Kat Dennings with black hair that ran down up to the waist. I'd say her measurements were 38-27-34. She had really expressive eyes, whitish skin and large full lips.
She used to be a classical dancer and due to her diagnosis, we encouraged her to it up again so that she has some kind of exercise incorporated in her routine. Mom was adept in kathak, an Indian dance form that communicated stories from the great epics and ancient mythology through dance, songs and music in a manner similar to early Greek theatre. She used to head home early from office in order to work this in her schedule. I too started landing home at that time because that gave me some alone time with mom. I would watch her dance, my eyes attuned to the swaying of her breasts. I would be perpetually hard during those sessions.
I encouraged her to take part in competitions, but she would always change the topic. Finally, I convinced her, but she let me know she'd need a partner. Now I used to be a plump kid who usually was immersed in video games. But this newfound obsession with mom's boobs had motivated me to get myself in shape. I suggested my name, but she wasn't convinced. I promised that I'd work ass off, but she still had her apprehensions. I started eating healthy and trust me it truly took an effort to avoid junk food. I sometimes nearly cheated on my regime, but the thought of touching mom's boobs would pop in my mind jolting me back to determination.
I didn't want to bulk up and so just stuck to running, push and pull ups and stretching. Stretching is something I did in mom's presence. The purpose of this was to make me more elastic so my repertoire of movements would see an increase. This would help me pull of those really tricky dance moves that requirement me to turn on one leg and whatnot. Mom would be holding me down from my shoulders so I could do a complete split. It was tough and at the onset my inner thighs would really pain. To improve my flexibility mom introduced me to yoga and God every bit of my body screamed with pain.
The other area I worked diligently were the abs. Crunches, planks and every exercise conceivable was performed my me. Though I didn't have a 6 pack I had a flat and toned stomach. Seeing my perseverance mom doubled as my chef and made the meals specified as per my dietary requirements. The results were starting to show, and I was now in great shape. The next thing I did was convince my mom to take salsa lessons. Dad wouldn't go so I was up to be my mom's partner. I was ecstatic as salsa would be the perfect excuse to rub against her boobs.
We both joined the class and it was fun. We started learning the basic steps which entailed shifting the weight to either foot, breaking forward, rocking forward, stepping back and so on. There was a time when this would've been difficult for me since I had 2 right feet, but all those lessons with mom had changed me and I took to it like a moth takes to a flame. Mom had her inhibitions as salsa involved grinding our bodies to each other. I explained that even if he changed her partner, she'd had to do that with someone or an another.
"But you are my son." she said trying to explain her stand.
"I'm 20 years old, an adult if you may. So, let's talk about this as adults." I shot back.
"But that is the..." she tried to mutter a reply, but I cut her off midway.
I asked point blank "Who would you prefer, a stranger or someone you know?"
Her reply was prompt "Someone I know."
So, we both realized I was the obvious choice. We started dancing and it was fun. We would swoon to Latin music. Our salsa classes were on the weekends since during the week we would practice kathak. Mom usually wore t-shirts and track pants for our salsa lessons. I made it a point to wear a jock supporter during those lessons so that she would not feel my hard-on's.
During those sessions our relation saw a transformation where we went from mother and son to friends. We started hanging out more where we go to have a milkshake or coffee after our lessons. We scheduled our cheat days to match our salsa sessions so we could hog without guilt. I even started picking her up from the subway station on her way back from work. I'd take the bike though the car would be lying around.
Mom would initially sit with both her legs on one side. I took me a while to convince her that she had to sit with legs placed on either side. I sited security concerns but in reality, I wanted her boobs grazing on my back to remain a possibility. Initially she would sit a little back and hold my hips, but with time the distance between us was becoming non-existent. Her one hand would now rest on hip while the other hand would be on my stomach.
"Ohh...it's tight." she would coo in my ear while her hand rested on my abs.
I would blush and remain silent.
Her boobs would jiggle during the salsa lessons and so I suggested she wear a sports bra. She said that would be too revealing. I stated that it was the need of the hour and it would make her boobs stop jiggling.
"Is it that noticeable?" she said.
"It is. Not that I mind." I replied with a flirty undertone.
She mock punched me and we both laughed.
It was decided that sports bra was the way to go. Mom decided to go shopping and I decided to tag along. She tried to reason with me that she needed to go alone but I said that since dad wasn't coming, she'll need a man's perspective and I don't see anyone else around. We decided to go to one of those clothing departmental stores so we would get a huge collection to select from. I choose a weekday so that the rush would be minimal and I'd something in mind.
When we got there, mom's basic response was to choose something that bares minimal skin. I suggested that we try out a few before we come to a decision. We decided to go for a high-impact sports bra as mom planned to join me in running too and this would be an ideal fit for both activities. She wanted something that revealed less cleavage, but I suggested that there's no harm in trying everything before buying what we want.
"A smart woman once said you don't what you dislike unless you've tried it." I said.
She laughed. "You can't quote what I said to get you to eat your veggies!" she replied.
We picked a few styles. She tried them on liking them all but a little worried about the one's deep necklines. We settled for 2 with medium necklines and the other 2 with high necklines. She moved to pay the bill. I asked her to pay the bill and head towards the bike while I quickly glance at the collection to see if there's something I like. She proceeded to the counter. Once she was out of sight, I picked the bra with the deep neckline along with crop top and headed to the counter. I quickly paid and headed to meet her at the rendezvous point.
When we arrived home, it was still fairly early in the evening; Dad had still not arrived. I asked mom to model the sport bras for me.
"I haven't been able to offer the male perspective yet." I said sporting a naught smile.
"Isn't someone being a tad too bold today?" she shot back a grin on her face too.
I reasoned that I'd anyway see them in the salsa sessions, so might as well see them now. She laughed saying I'd been a fool to think that she would wear them in the sessions without an overlying t-shirt.
"That defeats the purpose of getting them. You can totally pull them off. You most certainly have the body for it." I said.
"What the purpose you tell me, and what about my body?" this was her answer
"Comfort. That's the purpose. To be comfortable in your own skin. And come on I've seen the looks guys give you when we hang out. You're totally a babe."
"You're calling your old mom a babe" she laughed while iterating these words.
"I'm calling my hot mom a babe. All my friends think you're a MILF do you know that."
"What's a MILF?"
I paused. "Mom I Love to Fuck."
Her eyes widened with surprise.
"You've no idea how gorgeous you are. I'm not saying you should succumb to the excessive skin show trend, but you should dress to match the occasion and this attire is apt for the salsa session."
"But what will people..." I cut her off midway.
"To hell with them. They don't have the right to define who you are, only you do"
She smiled. She now took out of the bras and headed inside.
When she came back to the living room, she truly looked as a sight soothing to sore eyes. The black bra went perfectly with the fitting yoga pants. The neckline was not too low, but it clearly showed off her ample bosom. I thought the cup would be a teeny bit too large, but it spread perfectly against mom's boobs.
She was still a little shy, apprehensive perhaps and so had her palms covering her godly globes. I was hard the moment I'd laid eyes on her. I walked towards her slowly turning on the music on my phone, moving her hands to the side while holding them, our fingers entangled. We looked into each other's eyes, immersed completely in the moment.
I nudged her a little back and pulled her forward thus assuming the salsa pose. My hands move were nestled against the bare skin of her waist. I pulled her close, her boobs clearly stacked against my chest and we broke into our salsa routine. We had eyes just for each other and we danced without a care in the world. Our lifts were perfect and as I lowered her down my face brushed against her bra, I clearly sensing her breast against the skin of my face. Our eyes met at it was nothing but magical.
We continued to sway to a tune of our own as the music had stopped, in perfect sync as though we were one. Time flew but we did not realize that. Finally, we got a little weary from all the dancing. We continued to sway her back now rested against my chest, while I held her waist. Her hand rested on mine; Our fingers intertwined. I bent a bit so that our cheeks remained glued to one another.
I had a hard on and it clearly was poking her in the ass, but she didn't seem to mind. We continued holding each other in delicate embrace while we continued to slow sway. I slowly moved my face up and down, so my cheeks grazed against that of mom's. I now broke the embrace and walked towards the bags that mom thought contained what I got for myself. I got the bra and crop top out.
"Look what I got you." I said holding the items up for mom to see.
Mom was surprised and she did not say a word.
"I knew these would look good on you and hence got you these. There's no hurry, you can try them when you want. I knew you needed that nudge, and so I'm giving you that push."
I walked and placed both items in mom's hands. She smiled. We continued our kathak as well our salsa lessons. Mom would wear a t-shirt on the sport bra when we headed towards the academy and would remove it once practice starts. During our kathak lessons she practiced in salwars. Our rapport was getting better as each passing day and she was much more comfortable with me.
During salsa practices at the house she always wore a sport bra's and the sessions were getting raunchier with each passing day. I made no effort to hide my hard on and mom too wouldn't mind when it rubbed against her. I even could see her nipples get hard as we swayed to the upbeat music. She would sometimes grind her ass on me while we performed the intimate steps. Her confidence had certainly seen a spike. I'd suggested a few times that she try on the bra I got her, but she'd always change the topic, so I didn't bring it up much now.
Mom now felt more comfortable in her own skin with this increased confidence. We hung out more, held hands while we walked together sometimes. We'd now begun running together and I would get really turned on when mom's clothes would hug her heavenly frame due to all the perspiration. She even caught me staring a few times.
"What are you looking at?" she would say making a mocking angry face.
"What do you suppose?" I would answer with a wide grin.
She would mockingly pull my ear, but her cheeks would also turn red from that comment.
One day when I got home mom asked me to wait in the living room and close my eyes. I enquired about the reason, but she said it was a surprise. She entered the room and asked me to open my eyes. She wore grey track pants and there was this huge towel that covered her upper body. In one swift motion she yanked it off and threw it backwards. She'd worn the bra I'd gotten her.
I stood there dumbfounded gawking away. I took a while before I came to my senses.
"Liked it...?" she said stretching the sentence a bit.
"I've seen nothing like it." I answered still enamored by the beholden sight.
"I don't know how I should take that?" she replied still not making eye contact, her eyes pinned to the floor.
"It's the most beautiful sight I've ever seen." I shot back.
She raised her eyes with an urgency, and they met mine. There were no words exchanged, we communicated with only our eyes. This bra revealed a deep neckline and her ample bosom was now openly visible to be admired. After what felt liked eternity, I walked towards her removing my shirt as I approached her. We danced without any inhibitions, our hands roaming every nook and corner of our partner's body. There were no barriers between us that day, we danced as man and woman and at that instant ceased to be mother and son.
We danced to a tune of our own and when we were exhausted swayed slowly holding each other in a loving embrace. Our bodies nestled against each other, her hands pulling me towards her and my hands on her ass pulling her towards me. My nose was nestled into her nape such that with every breath I could smell her intoxicating scent. Her face rested against my chest. I slowly turned her around thus making her back rest on my chest. Now while holding her by her waist, I slowed let my hands rise up her sides while she gasped as my hands rose.
I was sporting a massive hard on, my cock overflowing with precum. It kept twitching with excitement, buried deep into her bubble butt. On reaching her bra I slid by hand to move along its strap, in the direction of its hook. I unhooked the bra letting it fall to the ground. I now let my hands slide along her back in the direction of her boobs. On reaching them I gave them a mighty squeeze. She cooed in reciprocation.
I pinched her nipples and could see her biting her lips. Her knees started to buckle a bit, so I supported her by holding her boobs pressing her closely against my body. I ran my tongue along her nape slowly letting it rise. On reaching her ear I let my tongue run along the lobule, rising to the antihelical fold and finally to the upper crux of the helix. I now inserted my tongue into the helix root.
After licking that for a bit I moved my tongue along the cartilage, nibbling it for a bit finally biting a little harder on the lobule. She gasped with pleasure. I now moved my right hand down her cleavage letting it go into her pants. I played with her vulva, slowly inserting 2 fingers in her vagina. I lowered the trackpants all the way to the base of her feet. Now slowly I turned her drawing her into a kiss while we embraced each other like we never wanted to let go.
This embrace was finally interrupted with the sound of doorbell which signaled dad's arrival. She scooped everything and headed inside while I donned by shirt and went to open the door.
It was now around 8 months since we first began practice. We'd now started performing kathak at local events and had been received well by the audience. We usually would enact tales from Mahabharat or Ramayana. Me and mom never spoke about the incident, we acted as if nothing happened. I would say we'd gotten all the closer after it. We started hanging out more. While at the café if mom would have some coffee left over at the side of the lip, I would wipe it off with my hand slowly. We would glance at each other seductively during this act.
Holding hands hand become the new normal, almost like a second nature. I would sometimes hold her by her waist, while sometimes while walking with my hand on her shoulder I would let it casually drop down to rest on her breasts. I would just me mindful that we are in someplace where no one knows us we wouldn't want to be called out for anything.
Now around that time dad went out on a business trip. The weekend was fast arriving and I asked mom if there was a plan. She seemed clueless and I suggested that we go to a nightclub to celebrate our recent success. She suggested she had nothing to wear but I reminded her of the crop top I'd gotten her. She showed some apprehension, worrying that the people living in the apartment building would gossip, but I suggested she don a jacket and once we were outside the vicinity of our building, she makes the jacket sparse. We decided to do this, Saturday being chosen at appointed day.
She wore the crop top and she looked drop dead gorgeous. It clearly outlined her most pristine assets, making her look like a diva. She covered up with a jacket when we left the building, but we reached the club she left the jacket in the car. I choose a club that was away from our house so that no one would know us. It was packed but we managed to get in.
"Drishti let's head over to the bar." I said
"So that how it's going to be huh?" she said with a grin.
"We don't want to people dying out of shock, don't we?" I replied, she blushing at my reply.
I told her I'll just go to the restroom and she nodded in acknowledgment. On my way back I see this guy flirting with mom. I could tell from his body language. I got really jealous and walked straight in-between them, thus eclipsing mom completely from him.
"Excuse me?" said the guy.
I paid no heed. He violently turned me so as to face him. While turning I use the momentum and punched him. Mom let out a surprised gasp. The bouncers' stepped in. I calmly explained that he was hitting on my girl and was even the one who started it. They let us go with a warning.
"Jealousy...I didn't know that emotion was so strong in you." she said smiling.
"I didn't like the way he looked at you." I said.
"But I only have eyes for you." she said reassuringly rubbing my shoulders.
"You flirted back. I saw you smiling." I said.
"I just replied to whatever he asked. I smiled because he thought I was 20-something" she said now planting a kiss on my cheek to make my anger disburse while rubbing the other one with her fingertips. How could I say no to this?We had a few shots and then began to dance. The dance floor was crowded, and we constantly bumped into each other. Neither of us made an effort to move away. We were enjoying each other's touch. I felt like more shots and headed towards the bar. I could see mom on the dance floor seductively waving her hand inviting me to come to her. I quickly downed my shots and headed over. I pulled her towards me, my hands grabbing her ass. I could feel her breath on my face, and she could sense mine. We stayed like that for a bit, her boobs firmly resting against my chest.
We decided to call it a night. Mom was a bit tipsy as she was always a lightweight when it came to alcohol. We walked to the car, me supporting mom as she stumbled a bit. This gave me an additional excuse to snuggle to her. I was now firmly holding her breast while we walked to the car. She maintained constant eye contact, running her hands up and down my hips, while constantly giggling. I made her lean on the body of the car while I dug my pockets to get hold of the keys.
She shot this seductive look which made me halt my activity in its tracks. I stopped ruffling my pockets for the keys and ogled shameless at my mother. I looked at her and she had this inviting smile. I closed the distance between us, thus now leaning on her while my hands rested on the car body. There was this all-knowing silence and I moved in drawing her into a kiss. She kissed me back with equal fervor our hands now pulling each other towards one another in carnal embrace. We stood there kissing each other without a care for what transpired in our surroundings. I quickly got the car door to open by pressing the unlock button, all this while still not breaking the kiss.
I now lifted mom from her hips and placed her on the car's back seat. We resumed kissing, she seated firmly and me standing at the periphery of the car door in the parking lot. I slowly hinted by moving my body towards her that we take this inside and she obediently slid backwards. I now made my way into the car. She came to a halt when her back came in contact with the door at the other end. We still hadn't broken our kiss and I now lay between her legs supporting myself with both my hands which were on either side of her body. With my leg I closed the car door by pulling it towards me using the cavity meant for the hand on the frame.
We kissed more slowly now, as though we wanted to savor every fiber of our being. We were absolutely in no hurry, as I ran my tongue playfully across her lips, finally slowly letting it enter her mouth. She wholly accepted my tongue and now our tongues danced, swirled and wrestled against each other. I now was completely lying on her, my one arm embracing her waist and the other massaging her heavenly breasts. Intermittently I ran my tongue along her nape while sucking her nipples from above her top. Two wet blots marked the spots of her areolas on her top, a creation of my saliva.
We continued kissing, her left hand now on my on my back pulling me towards while her right hand tugged my hair. I slowly now rose with the support of the seat, mom too coming ahead her back no more resting on the door. I now broke the kiss and sat on the car seat. Mom folded her legs thus allowing me to sit. Once I was seated, she extended both her feet across my lap thus extending them in the direction of the other door.
We exchanged glances. There was no shame, no apprehension in our eyes as they met. They were brimming with carnal desire. I bent forward, mom mirrored the action and we were again kissing again. I was brushing her nape with my fingertips while I played with her cartilage with the other. I now slowly moved both my hands to her hips. I pulled her towards me lifting her up a little. She aided me in this effort by getting up by taking the support of my shoulders. I now made mom sit on my lap, with her legs on either side of my body.
She had to hunch a little so that her head didn't hit the ceiling of the car interior. My erection pressed into her thighs as she sat on my lap. We looked at each other knowing what was about to happen. We slowly moved towards each other, now feeling each other's breath. We drew each other into this slow kiss where I sucked on her upper lip while she engulfed my lower lip. The momentum picked up gradually and our tongues were now pressed against each other. I hands were glued to her other worldly globes kneading them.
I slowly let my hands drop now to the periphery where her top met her pants. I let them wander along the periphery for a while and then slow let them rise from inside the top. I slowly let them rise along her well-toned stomach finally getting them to stop when they reached her boobs. I gave them a mighty squeeze, making her let out a moan in the process thus breaking our kiss. I pulled her forward by tugging on her boobs thus drawing her into a kiss again.
I finally held the rim of her top, in an effort to get rid of it. She bent forwards thus enabling it. As soon as the top was off, I pounced on her bra-clad boobs thus licking her cleavage. Mom got her hands to go to her back to unclasp her bra. Once the hook was undone, she strews it to one side. I was ecstatic as she I finally get to see her in her primal form again as it was weeks since our first and only tryst.
I now held both her boobs in my hands, hungrily swallowing the right boob whole while playing with the left. I let my tongue circle the areola while intermittently playing with the nipple while sucking the boob. I alternated this activity between both her breasts. Mom firmly held my head to her bosom by grabbing on to my slightly long hair locks. She let out sexy squeals that in turn made me hornier. I bit her boob and she let out a louder squeal, grabbing by locks harder. She arched her head back in pleasure peppered with some pain.
When she again resumed her initial posture, her face now again before me, she had this naughty smile. She had her hands on the rim of my t-shirt, pulling on it so as to get it out of the way. I raised my hands in the air to facilitate this. Now we were both naked from the waist up. We now held each other in delicate embrace, her boobs mashed against my chest. It felt as if an electric charge had passed through my body when our bare torsos touched each other.
We again started kissing each other, my hands now firmly massaging her breasts. I intermittently broke the kiss to run my tongue along the side of her neck heading towards her ear. I nibbled on her ear lobe and the helix, letting my tongue run along the anti-helix before letting it enter the cavity. Her boobs too shone in the light that entered the car, since they were laced with my saliva. My cock was overflowing with precum and I could feel it twitching in my underwear. Mom moved her ass in circles while she sat on my lap while kissing me thus further enticing me.
I slowly broke the kiss now and made mom turn. To make this possible she lifted her legs to her breasts. I made her revolve while she still had her ass planted on my lap so as to have her back against my chest. I spread my legs while scooting back a little so that I could make her sit in the space between them. I now firmly cupped both her breasts scooping them up in my hands, now massaging them. I bit the side of her neck, intermittently sucking on it.
While playing with her breasts I would pinch her nipples at certain intervals causing her to wince with pain and pleasure. Mom turned her head now making eye contact with me. We both could take it anymore and were again drawn into a kiss. Now tongues now wrestled, entangled with each other as we sucked on each other's lips. Our eyes were shut as we wanted to shun everything else.
I let one of my hands drop slowly travelling down mom's cleavage, then passing over her stomach finally lingering at her waistband. I slowly lifted her waistband and let my hand enter her panties. I slowly caressed her outer labia, feeling the heat emanating from her vagina. I let my hand now play with the inner labia clearly feeling the juices her vagina was secreting. I slowly let two of my fingers enter her vagina sliding them back and forth in it. I could sense her vaginal contractions as it tried to suck my fingers it.
I changed the angle at which I made my fingers enter her pussy, now making them go slightly upwards so that they come in contact with clitoris. When I could feel her clit, I made my finger go in circles around it. I could sense that she was aroused by this as she kissed me more vigorously. Mom too let her hands go back, first unbuckling my belt and then unhooking my pants. She got my cock out of my underpants and it sprang out like a snake that darts its head outside his hole.
Mom peeled my foreskin thus exposing the penile glans. She ran her hand along the length of my shaft slowly beginning to shag me. Intermittently she would stop and run her index and thumb finger along the penile glans, slightly caressing the frenulum in the process before returning to shagging me. We still hadn't broken our kiss, on the contrary we were engaged in an even deeper kiss. One hand fondled her breasts the other fingered her pussy, it was truly a dream come true moment for me.
I'd pinch her nipples suddenly and in response to that mom would plant a bite on my lips while still kissing. Her pussy would also react by contracting suddenly. This continued for a while. Now both of us were about to have our respective orgasms. We now broke the kiss, our lips still on each other, our mouths open while we breathed into the other, letting out muffled moans. Our tongue still remained entangled for a bit and sometimes we would run on the other's lips. Mom had picked up the pace and was fervently shagging me while I too match her speed with my fingering.
We both let out a loud moan into each other's mouth and came, I all over my torso while she in her panties on my hand. We kissed again, this being a more reassuring type of kiss, slowly sucking on each other's lips.
I was interrupted by a flash that appeared in the side rear-view mirror. I stopped the kiss to take a look and saw cops rounding people who were making out in the parking lot.
"Shit..!!" I blurted nervously. Mom still unaware of what was transpiring seemed puzzled with my behavior.
I got up, moving my legs that were on either side of mom. I quickly made a jump to the driver's seat. I could see a cop approaching the car. Luckily the keys were still in my pocket and I was quickly able to get the car to start. I zoomed away as the cop screamed looking towards my car, running towards it in an attempt to get it stop. I drove past the cop vehicle standing stationary outside the lot as cops rounded off people inside. I made a quick right so that they wouldn't get time to note my registration. I drove at a high speed till I was sure there was no one following us.
Mom scooped her clothes and got dressed. She handed me my t-shirt and I wore it while I waited for a signal to turn green. I buttoned my pants too. Mom moved to the front passenger seat by wading through the space between the driver's and passenger's seat. Once she was seated, she darted a broad smile at me while we held hands. As our eyes met there was no shame just unbridled longing and passion in them. Mom slept off looking outside the window as we drove home.
I woke her once we reached home. We parked the car and walked home holding hands. Once we were inside our home we kissed after which we both headed to our respective bedrooms. I didn't want the night to end but mom seemed tired, so I didn't say anything. I had difficultly sleeping that night and finally dozed off in the wee hours of morning. I finally woke up when it was afternoon. I left my bedroom and made my way to the living room. I saw mom sitting at the table.
She was having tea and offered me some. I accepted and she poured some for me in a cup.
"About last night..." I started speaking but went quiet when she raised her hand.
"I have no regrets. I've craved for this kind of love and attention never receiving it from your father. I know what happened yesterday was not purely lust and as much as I've tried to fight it, ignore it and even deny it we do have some kind of chemistry, some kind of spark."
This brought a smile to my face and I moved in to kiss her. She stopped me and asked me to brush my teeth. I grudgingly agreed and quickly got done with the task.
She served me some food as I sat on the table. She sat beside me and it looked like she wanted to share something with me.
"I want to tell you something." she said while being visibly excited.
"Go ahead. I'm all ears." I promptly replied with a broad smile.
"We've been asked to perform at an event. It's in Delhi and the organizers have offered to fly us there and back" she said with an ecstatic look on her face.
I moved in and we kissed. The event was in two weeks and we'd spent all the time practicing. Dad too was always around and so there wasn't much to do other than practice. I bided my time as I knew once we were in Delhi, mom would be game for anything and everything. The event was on a Saturday and we flew that morning to Delhi. Dad came to see us off at the airport.
We reached Delhi in two and a half hours and an organizer had come to pick us. He introduced himself as Mr. Singh. From the get-go I didn't like him. He was acting fresh with mom, being overtly friendly and that just wouldn't sit right with me. He made me sit with the driver and sat with mom in the back. The whole drive from the airport to the hotel he just wouldn't stop yapping. Finally, we were in our room and had some solace. I knew if I tried anything now it would be too rushed, and mom would also fight it as our performance was in the evening.
I was hard since morning just thinking about tonight. I'd shagged one out last night as I didn't want to go kaput as soon as we started making out. We got dressed and headed to the venue. We performed as Shiva and Shakti two gods, and the dance went really well. The sexual tension between us was apparent to the both of us. Whenever we made contact it was like jolts of electricity passing through my body. Once the dance was done, we quickly changed back to our regular outfits.
Behold Mr. Singh. He made an entrance and engaged mom in a conversation. I could see that mom wanted to leave but Mr. Singh made some excuse or another to prolong her stay. I decided it was enough and made my mind to step in.
"Mom I'm tired. Let's leave for the hotel." I stated.
"Come on son. Don't be a party pooper." Mr. Singh intervened.
"Let's go mom." I said ignoring him.
"Let's do one thing, I'll have a car drop you to the hotel while your mom can attend the after party, pending which I'll drop her back at the hotel." he said.
"I'm not comfortable with that." I shot back.
He now seemed a bit pissed.
"When two adults are talking, kids should..." he started his rant, but I interrupted him midway.
"I'm in no mood for lessons and since we seem to be handing out those let me tell you one should not overstep his boundaries. I'm not comfortable leaving my mom alone, and there's nothing you can say or do that can change that. Thank you for inviting us, good night." I spoke firmly.
We had this stare and I didn't look away. I took mom by her hand and left. He just stood there.
We waited for the uber I booked, mom looking at me with surprise.
"I didn't know my son could be so assertive. I guess you've grown-up now." she stated brimming with pride.
I wanted to mash my lips against hers right then and there, but I held back as this was neither the time nor the place. Our cab arrived and we both got in it. I sat close to mom my hand around her waist. She leaned on me, her hands resting on my chest as we looked at each other affectionately. As soon as there was some distance between us and the venue, we both leaned in and locked lips. I sensed the cab driver was about to say something as he could see us in his rear-view mirror, so I removed a 100 rupee note from my pocket and placed it on his shoulder.
He did not utter a word, even turning the rear-view mirror away awarding us our privacy.
"Money always trumps morals." I thought as I continued kissing mom.
Mom and I continued to kiss, our eyes closed, mapping out each other's body with our hands. It was like we were lost in a world of our own, not concerned with what transpired in our surroundings. My hands had made their way into her pants, now fingering her while she stroked my dick by inserting her hands down my denims. We'd break the kiss intermittently while breathing down each other mouths just to resume it with equally ardent fervor. While breathing down the other's mouth our tongues would wrestle with each other sometimes breaking away to slowly run down the periphery of the other's lips.
We were jolted back to reality when our cab came to a halt outside our hotel. Our kissing came to a standstill, our eyes now opening, we still being able to feel each other's breath of each other. I opened the door on mom's side, and she exited while I followed suit. We walked towards the back of the cab, turning towards the stairs that led to the hotel entrance. Mom headed straight ahead but I turned back to be greeted with the wry smile of the cab driver. I smiled right back at him, thinking about what may be in store for me tonight.
Mom walked straight to the reception; I tailed behind her to get the room key. Mom stood at the reception desk while I stood closely behind her. The receptionist was busy with another guest, so she acknowledged our presence whilst requesting us to wait. The lobby was relatively quiet. I could clearly see mom's bubble butt from the behind her and since nobody was around slowly moved my hand towards it. On reaching it I grabbed it lightly, running my fingertips up and down while maintaining my grip. Mom let out a muffled moan but did not try to remove my hand.
The receptionist came to attend us, mom asked for the key by stating our room number. I was still caressing mom's ass, something the receptionist couldn't see due to the table. Once we received the key mom turned towards the elevator and made strides towards it. I let go of mom's ass and picked up my pace now walking beside her. While swaying our hands during walking our fingers brushed against each other which lead to us make eye contact. We slid our palms into each other's palm entangling our fingers thus now firmly holding hands. Mom looked at me and gave this broad smile, her eyes liting up as we made our way to the elevator.
We both wanted to go bonkers but maintained composure as the elevators had cameras. The walk to the room from the elevator was the longest. As our floor arrived, we exited the elevator mom leading the way to our room. We both were aware about what was going to happen, we both wanted it to happen. Mom entered the room first while I followed suit. As soon as we were barely in mom spun, turning me too while pushing me against the door slamming it shut.
Her passion and desire were now in hyperdrive and could no longer be denied. She crushed her lips into mine, darting her tongue in and out, sucking my tongue into her mouth, running her hands down my sides until they reached the top of my denims. She quickly unbuttoned pulling them down while I yanked my t-shirt off. I now removed my underwear while she got rid of her t-shirt. I bent down my hands reaching the buttons of her pants undoing them. I grabbed her underpants and pants and yanked them off in one swoop, crouching in the process. She unhooked her bra and let it fall, stepping out of her pants simultaneously while I too did the same.
We were both now in our primal forms and took a second to admire each other. Mom had a great rack, her small frame further accentuating that. Like me she too was clean down there. She had shapely legs but her most pristine asset were definitely her boobs. Mom wanted to turn the lights off, but I dissuaded her since I wanted to admire her in all her glory as we made love. We reached a compromise and decided on dimming the lights.We were at it again, kissing furiously, our arms around each other, trying to pull one another closer though we were already mashed together. Mom had me pinned against the door as we kissed like there was no tomorrow. With time I became the aggressor and now pinned mom against the adjoining wall as we held each other held each other I tight embrace, I sucking on her tongue.
I slowly now broke the embrace, slowly placing my hands on her butt pulling her towards me such that my cock could feel the wetness of her vagina. She slowly raised one leg and I let my hand slide to her thigh as she proceeded to raise her leg. She let her leg rest beside my butt such that her thigh was adjacent my butt. She bent it from the knee thus encircling my butt. I moved into position too now moving my hand to my cock adjusting it such that it aligns with her vaginal opening. All this while we did not break the kiss.
My other hand was her on butt while she leaped a bit, thus allowing me to support her. This enabled her to get the second foot around my ass, thus making it possible clamp them. When I did this, I moved my hips forward, my cock thus entering her pussy in one swoop due to all her wetness. I was now with the person I'd desired ardently for such a long time; my happiness knew no bounds. I had her pinned against the wall while my hands firmly held her butt, so she remained in place. Our kiss was now finally broken by her screaming.
Before I'd even finished my first stroke she screamed, yelling
"YES...YES...YES...!!"
"Fuck me baby!. Fuck mommy hard!!. Make her your bitch!!"
I'd never heard her utter any profanities up until this instant and in under a minute I'd heard unleash a flood of it. This awakened my primal urges making me drive my cock into her pussy at devastating place.
I started slamming my cock in and out of her pussy, both of us now breathing heavily with intermittent moaning. Lust had completely taken over both of us, mom clamping harder now while holding my shoulder and grabbing my hair. I on the other hand further tried to quicken my pace. She moved her hips in time with my thrusts. We reveled in the scent and sound of our love making. This was pure, unadulterated lust in its most pristine form. All actions had a singular objective, to derive maximum pleasure from the other through unbridled sex.
This carried on for a while. Sweat trickled down our bodies as we gasped while intermittently kissing. I grunted as I plowed my mother's pussy while she let out muffled moans. I could now feel her pussy contracting, signaling her orgasm. It seemed to last forever but in reality, was only a few minutes, a relatively long time for an orgasm to last. I kept pounding her pussy through all this now feeling her orgasm subsiding.
Just as she was getting done, my cock started twitching and my once smooth rhythm now started getting jerky. She noticed this, now sucking my tongue slowly in a reassuring way letting me know it was okay to cum. He rubbed the back of my head with her fingertips while kissing me thus calming me. She broke the kiss and arched forward, now delicately nibbling my cartilage. She slid her tongue running it along the periphery finally letting it enter the cavity.
She now held now face, looked straight into my eyes while I continued pounding her pussy. She knew I was near and kept saying reassuring words like..
"It's okay. Cum in me. Cum deep in mom's pussy."
The eye contact was a tad too much for me and I knew I could not last much longer. Mom tightened her leg clamp around me, while simultaneously using her hands to pull me further thus granting me deeper access to her vagina. I started making longer strokes and during one such strokes unleashed a might load in her thus finally coming to a halt. We still maintained eye contact, I gasping furiously while she hushing and kissing my open mouth reassuringly.
I still had her pinned to the wall. She slowly released the clamp, her feet now descending to the floor while my cock slowly withdrew from her vagina. I was exhausted and had my face nuzzled into her side of her neck. She still ran her fingertips on the back of my head while my breathing returned to normalcy. We still held each other in delicate embrace. I finally broke the embrace looking at her now my hands still on her hips.
"Let's go to the bed" she said.
I nodded in affirmation and moved in its direction, holding her hand while my semi hard cock led the way. We looked at each other and there was this glow about her, something that had me mesmerized. We were all smiles as we made our way to the bed. Once we reached the bed I slowly moved in for a kiss. We stood there by the bed kissing, my cock rubbing on mom's pussy. It was as if my cock and mom's pussy were a match made in heaven, they complimented each other perfectly. It was as if they were a custom fit.
We now lay on the bed engaging in some post-coital cuddling, kissing each other on the neck, face, ears and engaging in some tongue play. As the night progressed, we were emboldened in exploring each other. Mom now lay her head on a pillow while I sucked on her nipple while gently pressing her other boob while lying beside her. I could feel her shivering with this sensation while pushing her breast harder into my face.
I alternated between breasts savoring the sensitivity and susceptibility of her hard, protruding nipples. I soon found myself licking her torso while slowly moving down to take in the sight and smell of her freshly fucked pussy. It was breathtaking, cum still oozing out. I took in her essence through my nose and the scent was intoxicating.
This was my favorite part and, in my opinion, the one of the most beautiful parts of a woman's body. I moved closer, closer until my lips came in contact with it. I began sucking her pussy, licking my way up and down her slit. I could taste my cum as it leaked out but that did not bother me. I took her clit between my lips, gently sucking it moving my tongue along the sensitive nubbin.
Mom moaned in response to the sensations my tongue was manifesting in her vagina. She now arched forward, placing her hand on the back of my head, pulling me tighter against her pussy. I responded to this with vigor, sucking and chewing her pussy with a singular devotion, finally penetrating it with my tongue.
"Don't stop..." she screamed.
Mom seemed lost in a world of extreme and intense pleasure, devoid of anything but the urge that was welling from inside of her.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!!" she let out a moan louder than any she had before.
She could not take it anymore and pulled me up drawing me into a kiss. I was sure she could taste the mixture of her pussy juices and my cum off my tongue but that didn't seem to interfere with the fervor with which she sucked it. She had her hands on my waist pulling me closer so that she could better feel my cock rubbing on her vagina. Her voluptuous breast now firmly pressed against my chest. I reached down aligning my cock with her vagina so that I could enter her once again.
With just one thrust I was in mom as she was well lubricated. This time we took our time, slowly making love, stoking our desire for each other building up to the eventual and inevitable crescendo. The kiss was deeper and albeit slower, our tongues wrestling with each other. The room was filled with the sound of our bodies slapping against each other. I could sense I was near and so reduced my pace and broke the kiss.
Mom sensed this and shot a puzzled look at me.
"I would like to cum to a blowjob if that's okay with you?" I asked.
Mom smiled and quickly had me on my back. I was a bit surprised as to how easily she could overpower me. She slowly rose thus revealing now dick that was once inside her vagina. It shined from being coated in her juices. She leaned forward and planted a peck on my lips before licking my torso as she descended down to reach my dick. She placed herself between my feet, on all fours as she bent down to engulf my dick. I could now feel her breath on my cock.
My cock twitched when I felt mom's breath on it. Soon I could feel my cock eclipsed by her mouth. I crunched forward supporting myself with my elbows. I could see mom between my feet on all fours as her head bobbed up and down my cock. Mom deep throated me easily my cock now reaching the entrance of her throat. Her muscles automatically relaxed allowing my glans to slide in.
She frantically bobbed her head up and down allowing my cock to fuck her face. My cock now had started showing signs that it would about to cum. She reduced her pace but was being more through, sucking my cock harder. She looked at me, straight into my eyes while she sucked on my dick. Mom always had big, expressive dreamy eyes and the seeing them while she sucked me off was a bit much.
I came in quarts filling her mouth with my jizz, and she being the champion that she is swallowed it whole. Only a strand of my cum seemed to escape from her mouth which she scooped up with a single lick of her tongue.
I fell on the bed exhausted after I'd burst into mom's mouth. Mom slowly rose her hands running along my torso as she came to face me while lying on top of me. I put my hands around her while we slowly kissed. She now moved to my side, we still kissing while she ran her hands on my body. We pulled up the sheets and cuddled, she being the inner spoon. I kissed her nape as we both slowly drifted into a deep slumber...