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South Indian Mom Gives What Her Son Seeks

Hello guys, this is Rahul with another story. About me, I studied Civil Engineering and I am currently working as a design engineer trainee (Architect) in a private firm in Chennai.

I am a 24-year-old guy with a fair complexion and an average body type. My height is 6.2 ft and my tool length is 6.5-inches.

My family consists of me and my mom, Leelavathi. We live in our own 2 BHK house. My mom is 47 years old. My father left us when my mom was pregnant. He was married to his relative’s daughter by his parents, as my father’s parents didn’t like my mom. We didn’t have any touch thereafter and my mom came to Chennai with me from our native. We settled here for the past 25 years.

My mom is fair and looks like 30 years old and a regular Indian woman. She is now working as a manager in a government sector bank. My mom struggled hard to raise me. I never had a bad intention towards my mom.

I am interested in sex during my school days itself, but I didn’t dare to pursue my desire due to fear. Initially, I was interested in girls of my age but soon, due to porn videos and sex stories between elder women and young men, I also got interested in matured aunties. I was badly in need of a pussy to fuck during my college days.

It was during the final year of my college days, I was interested in Indian incest stories as the other type stories didn’t have any kick. At first, I used to read teacher and office type stories. But those were boring for me so I switched to incest stories.

I started to read aunty stories but it was also similar to teacher stories. So I started to read brother-sister stories and mom-son stories. Those stories gave me a high level of excitement. I used to think about my neighbour aunties or teachers during masturbation. Well, I felt guilty for reading mom-son incest stories and stopped reading incest stories. I was happy with porn and any new hot stories published in the teacher section.

One day, I was unable to control my sexual desires and I tried to seduce my neighbour aunty. She was unmarried and 45 years old, living alone in her house. She realized my intention and complained to my mom. My mom was shocked and she beat me with the broom. She was crying due to my behaviour. I tried to console my mom.

Me: I am sorry, mom. I was unable to control my feelings and was badly in need of sex.
Mom: You need sex at this age? You haven’t even completed your college yet!

She shouted at me and hit me with her chappals again.

Me: Mom, I won’t repeat it again. But, only one time, I need sex. I am going to prostitutes, please allow me and forgive me for once, mom.

She was shocked again. She trashed me and locked me in the room.

Me: Mom, if you won’t allow me to go to the prostitute, it is going to affect me mentally as well.

I don’t know how I got the courage to talk like these to mom. She was crying the whole day outside the room.

At night, she opened the door and came with the food. She asked me to have my dinner but I threw the plate and shouted at her.

She said, “Okay, do whatever you like. But, have dinner now”. She went and brought another plate with the food. She noticed the marks on my body due to her beatings and cried. Then she fed me food and I wiped her tears and fed her food in return. She applied some ointments and then left to her room.

Next morning, I was tired and my body was full of pain. I wanted to take rest. Mom took leave for a week as her mind was disturbed too.

Me: Did you really mean what you said last night or just said to console me, mom?
Mom: Rahul, I am not happy with this. But, I don’t know what else to do. I love my son, if he wants to go to a prostitute to relieve his sexual desire, how can I stop him?

Me: I am sorry mom and thank you.
Mom: Where do you go for this? Do you know anyone, will it be safe for you?

Me: I don’t know anyone, mom. I will search and if I find one, I will bring her to our house as you have accepted and this will be the safe location to escape from police raids.
Mom: Police raids, STD, HIV. Hmm, there will be a lot more trouble.

She said and walked away. She thought for the day. After dinner, she told me –

Mom: Rahul, I have decided not to send you to a prostitute.
Me: Mom, you promised.

Mom: I never promised, Rahul.
Me: This is cheating, (I shouted).

Mom: I don’t want to throw my son to trouble, so I decided.
Me: But..

Mom: Wait, I didn’t complete. You need sex, right? You will get it. I have decided to fulfill your desires by myself. You can have sex with me.

While telling this, tears were rolling down from her eyes.

Me: Mom, are you sure?!
Mom: Yes, I am sure. Get well soon, I will fulfill your desires.

She wiped her tears and said firmly. I don’t know what to do. ‘Is it a sin?’, I thought but lust overtook me. I was thinking the whole night and I was okay with it.

Next day, mom took a bath and prepared breakfast and lunch. I was also ready, my body pain had gone. We had breakfast. It was around 10:00 AM. I went to mom’s room. She was in a blue saree and was reading books. I went to her and asked, “Are you ready, mom?” She nodded and said, “Do what you want”. She asked me to close the windows and curtains and lock the door.

The room had enough light. I quickly pulled her saree pallu down. Her boobs were covered with her blouse. She unknowingly tried to hide her cleavage with her hands. But I pressed her boobs with both my hands and crushed them.

She was wearing a back-open type blouse. I hugged her and unhooked her blouse from behind and threw it on the floor. Mom was in her pink bra now and I was staring at her boobs. Wow! What a sight!

I made her stand up, went behind her and started to press those boobs hard. Yes, the same boobs which fed me milk when I was a baby. My dick was hard and was rubbing her ass from inside my pant.

Then I took her boobs out of her bra. They were sexy, white and smooth. I sucked her nipples for 5 minutes and then moved towards her navel. I kissed on her navel and pressed her hips hard. After that, I raised her saree along with her petticoat (paavadai), rubbed her silky fair thighs and looked at her pussy. Her pussy was hairy and it was the hole from which I came to this world.

With trembling hands, I touched her pussy. Mom shivered suddenly and started breathing heavily. I started to finger her pussy. I managed to insert my full five fingers inside her pussy. She was moaning heavily now.

I licked her juices and licked at her pussy walls. Then I became nude and pulled her saree along with her petticoat down and threw them on the floor.

Now we both were completely nude. Slowly, I inserted my dick into her pussy. I crushed and sucked her boobs while inserting inside her. Her facial expressions aroused me more. I kissed her lips for the first time and she too was responding well.

Slowly, I started to and fro movements and mom was moaning so loudly now. I kept pumping her pussy for 20 minutes and then laid over her and ejaculated inside her pussy. She felt the warmth of a male fluid after 25 years and it reached deep in her pussy.

After some time, she went to the bathroom wrapping a bed sheet, cleaned herself, got dressed and came back. She was tired.

Mom: Are you happy now, Rahul?
Me: No mom. I am still hard, see. Please suck it, mom, I have licked your pussy, right?

She came and started to suck my dick holding it in her hand. I pressed boobs and inserted my hand inside her blouse. I took her right boob outside and sucked it. After some time, I exploded my sperm into her mouth. Some spilled on her saree and cleavage.

Then I took her to the bathroom. We took a bath together and came out. She was tired and asked me to leave her alone. So I went to my room.

That night, during dinner, mom didn’t face me due to guilt or shyness. After dinner, she was doing the dishes. She was in a nighty that time.

I went behind her, hugged her and asked her, “Did you enjoy that, mom?”

She said, “Do any woman enjoy sex with her son? I am really feeling guilty”.

But I started to press her boobs but she pushed my hand away. I raised her nighty along with her petticoat and rubbed her pussy. She turned, hugged and kissed me. I made her sit on the kitchen slab, spread her legs and fucked her.

From that day, we shared the same room and same bed and fucked daily. Mom now changes her dress in front of me and me in front of her. We live like husband and wife.

Now she loves me more than her son, she loves me as her husband. I used to finger her pussy after fucking and I love that. Both our juices make her pussy sticky.

She once told me, “Rahul, you fucked my pussy more times than your father. My married life was short and lasted only 1 year. But we are living for the past 3 years and you have become my husband now. Now I need a child to complete our family. I have aborted our child 2 times and have taken pills. You used condoms to avoid pregnancy. I need a child, Rahul”.

I kissed on her forehead and said, “Mom, we can complete our family”. We fucked and slept that night.

Next morning, I took her to a temple, tied a mangalsutra around her neck and made her my wife. She was shocked and also happy.

“Tonight will be our first night, mom,” I said to her. “But we were fucking for 3 years now”, she said.

“Yes, but tonight as a real husband and wife”, I said.

We decorated our bed, dressed as bride and groom and enjoyed our first night. I started calling her ‘Pondatti’ and she calls me ‘Purusha’.

Later, we shifted our location. She became pregnant and got blessed with a son last week. We were happy and hoping for another child.

Hope you enjoyed!

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