It was six in the morning. Sonu awoke and saw that he had a partial hardon. It was much firmer than normal, and the young man attributed this immediately to the incest stories he read last night. Automatically, his hand reached down under the sheets to grip his lengthening Lund. In his minds eye, Sonu replayed every last lurid detail of the incest stories over and over, squeezing and rubbing his hard, young Lund until it was in a state of full, throbbing erection.

He had married last year and his wife Mala had become pregnant and had gone to her mothers house for delivery. He had not had sex for almost 2 months now. Sonu began to jerk himself off with deliberate strokes, trying to get excited thinking about his wife. But he did not get much excitement thinking about her.

But then it struck him… why cant he try some of the things he had read in the incest story magazine last night which excited him! There was a most desirable women close by his 35 year-old mother! Sonus Lund leapt at the thought, and he jumped quickly out of bed, hurrying down the hallway to the master bedroom, hoping that his sexy young mother was still in bed. He went back down the hall until he stood before his parents bedroom door.

His father was on his tour duty. He quietly opened the bedroom door and looked in. His mother lay sprawled in the centre of the big double bed. She was still fast asleep, with the checkered bed sheet fully covering her lovely curvaceous body. Sonu thanked his father for being away as he moved slowly towards the foot of the bed. His Lund stirred again as he looked down at his sleeping mother. She was so beautiful… so sexy.

Carefully Sonu reached down and grabbed the sheet, pulling it away. He stood staring at his mothers shapely breasts tight against her choli. Her mangal-sutra was draped over her left breast caught on the nipple. His mothers breasts were larger and more shapely than his wifes. He wanted to fondle the beautiful bulges and suck the nipples. But he first wanted to see his mothers Choot, nestled between her shapely white thighs. So he started to pull his mothers sari slowly, higher and higher over her hot, sleek, naked thighs.

To her sons delight, Daya stretched in her sleep, opening her thighs wide apart as the sari moved, ever so gradually, up over her lower body. Sonus young heart began to beat like mad as his mothers fur-covered Choot came into view. The moist, swollen lips were wide open, giving Sonu a clear view of her juicy, inviting Chootslit. Unconsciously, Daya was giving her son exactly the kind of show he craved. In his sexual fantasies, young Sonu had frequently visualized his beautiful, sexy mother, lying before him, just like she was was at this very moment, spread-eagled and naked.

As the sari finally reached his mothers hips, Sonu stared hungrily at his mothers exposed Choot, licking his lips as his eyes devoured her nakedness. He stood transfixed for several seconds before leaning over her. Daya had the body of a woman at least half her age, even more beautiful than the nude young models who posed in the “girly” magazines that Sonu used as he jacked off in the privacy of his bedroom. With a lustful smile on his handsome features, the young man climbed onto the bed and knelt between his mothers carelessly spread thighs, careful not to wake her. At least not yet anyway!

The heady, aromatic fragrance of his mothers moist Choot filled Sonus young nostrils as he bent his head towards her open crotch. The smell was so pleasing, much different from his wifes Choot smell. Ever so carefully, the boy eased her smooth, creamy thighs wider apart and lay down on the bed, positioning his mouth directly above Dayas long, glistening slit. The lips of his sleeping mothers Choot gaped beautifully open, revealing the juicy, pink wetness within. It was a delicious sight which the excited young boy found impossible to resist.

With eager hands, Sonu began to stroke his mothers naked belly and smooth inner thighs, occasionally letting his fingertips brush tantalizingly against her moist, curly Chootbush.

Sonu could feel the heat emanating from his mothers Choot and it spurred him on. Leaning on his elbows, the boy reached out and smoothed the soft hair away from her pink Chootslit and very slowly inserted a finger into it. Daya moaned softly, instinctively lifting her hips up against the invading digit. Although her Choot muscles quivered and clasped at his finger, Daya still remained fast asleep. Sonu inserted a second finger and began to fuck them slowly in and out of his mothers tight, slippery Choothole, watching her face intently for any signs of awakening. Dayas Choot-juice began to ooze out around her sons fucking fingers and dribble down the crack of her ass.

On impulse, he leaned forward and licked up the clear, fragrant droplets before they could fall onto the bedsheets. As Sonus hot, wet tongue rasped suddenly over her sensitive flesh, Dayas eyes flew open. The first thing she saw was the top of her sons head, bobbing up and down between her wide-spread thighs, and the first thing she felt was the pure bliss of his tongue and fingers working on her quivering gash. Daya groaned with pleasure as she realized what was happening, and reached down to grab the boys head with both hands, pressing his mouth into her eager Choot.

Daya had been jealous, like just any mother, when Sonu got married. Her son was being taken away by another women who came out of nowhere. He had even secretly wished sometime that Sonu would separate from his wife and come back to live with her, even though she knew it was an evil thought. But what was happening now was far beyond that. Her son was getting intimate with her in a way she had not even imagined. She was excited and pleased.

Daya cried out as Sonus hot young lips covered her Choot and sucked her puffy Chootlips and distended clit into his mouth. She spread her feet wide, bending her knees and pulling them back until her aroused twat stood out like a mound of runny pink jelly. Sonu licked and sucked at his mothers Choot like a hungry young pup. Holding her naked ass-cheeks in both hands, he lifted her hot, willing Chootflesh to his mouth, licking and sucking the entrance of the very womb that had given him life. Sonus mouth on her clit was driving Daya wild, and she gurgled deep in her throat as her son chewed gently on her inflamed clit.

Sonu rotated his head between Dayas thighs, mouth hungrily in the heated wetness of his mothers wide-open twat, her spread Chootlips covering his young face with sticky, fragrant juices. As his horny mother squealed and bucked her Choot against his chin, Sonu slipped his hands under her tight, firm asscheeks, pulling her hot, juice-filled Choot harder against his open mouth. Dayas Chootflesh writhed and pulsed against his face as her son buried his stiff, pointed tongue deep inside her seething Choothole.

Daya was in seventh heaven as Sonu noisily sucked up her abundant juices and then began to thrust his hard tongue in and out of her quivering snatch like a short, fat Lund, giving himself up completely to the wild, incestuous energy that surged between them. His beautiful mother felt the same, all thoughts of the sinful nature of their coupling were blotted from their minds. While they enjoyed each others bodies sexually, they ceased to be mother and son, and became simply, male and female, engaged in the age-old ritual of mutual, sexual gratification.

As his nose pressed repeatedly against his mothers clit, Sonu heard her uninhibited moans of pleasure increase in both loudness and pitch. Her Choot began to contract, opening and closing around his tongue until he had a hard time breathing. Then he spread her still wider with his palms and began to stab and flick his tongue against his mothers prominent clit, trying desperately to make her come, teasing the hard, erect little bud until she almost passed out from sheer pleasure.

“Ahhhhhhghhh! Suck it, Sonu! Put your lips around you Mas Choot and suck it! Mas feeling so happy, my baby! Ohhhh, Krishna!”

Dayas tongue-ravaged Choot flowered open even wider as she neared orgasm, her Choot-juices flowing freely out over her sons sucking mouth and chin, to trickle slowly down into the damp crevice between the cheeks of her compact little ass. The erotic scent of his mothers fully aroused Choot filled his nostrils as Sonu lifted his lips to her clit and sucked it deep into his mouth. He sucked and nibbled at it with a fury, pressing it hard between his lips and occasionally flicking it with the tip of his tongue, but always returning it deep into his mouth as he sucked on it like a baby on a tit.

Daya could feel her climax building rapidly, flowing outward from her loins like a fiery tidal wave of white-hot pleasure. She pressed frantically on the back of her sons head as he ate her, rubbing her Choot savagely against his face until she suddenly stiffened, screaming in violent orgasm.

Torrents of Choot juice exploded into Sonus fast working mouth, spreading their sticky warmth all over his cheeks and down his chin until his mother heaved one last time, grunting out the last of her orgasm as she collapsed back onto the bed.

The young man looked up at his mother, his lower face still pressed into her Choot, watching her breasts and nipples jutting stiffly upward. Daya looked down at him, a satisfied smile on her glowing face.

Daya held out her hands, and Sonu scrambled up over her body until he lay on top of her, his stiff young Lund pressing urgently against the damp flesh of her stomach, throbbing gently. Dayas Choot shivered with renewed Chootheat as she felt her sons big Lund against her belly . Although shed just experienced a very powerful orgasm, she longed for his hard, virile young Lund filling her Choot. With a moan, she pulled his cum-coated mouth down onto her own and kissed him passionately, tasting her own Choot juice on his soft, wet lips. Sonu cupped his mothers firm, round titties and squeezed gently. His tongue parted her lips and darted down her throat as the son returned his mothers hot, fervent kiss with equal passion. Daya pulled her lips from his.

“Do you want to fuck me, Sonu?”, she breathed hotly into his mouth. “Would you like to fuck your mother?”

“Oh yes, Ma! I wanna fuck you now! I have wanted to fuck you for so long, Ma”, gasped Sonu.

Daya reached down between his muscular thighs and wrapped her long, slender fingers around his swollen Lund, pumping her fist up and down her sons long, hard shaft a number of times.

Daya rubbed her sons Lund at her clit, mewling softly. Sonu looked down between them, writhing his ass with youthful eagerness, anxious to ram his impatient Lund up his mothers tightly-stretched Choot at the slightest provocation. Daya looked up at her son with glazed eyes as Sonu began unbuttoning her blouse to free up her breasts which were bursting inside her blouse. Then Sonu lowered his head and started sucking her right breast. He took almost half of her breast into his mouth and squeezed it with his lips. Daya gave a soft little cry and began to stroke the back of her sons head as he suckled her. Daya remembered how her son always loved sucking her breasts when he was young. She let him suck until he was five years old and had to force him out of the habit because her husband objected. Otherwise, she would have let him suck as long as he wanted. But now her dear son was back at her breasts taking up where he left long back. Daya was delighted to fell her sons lips around her nipple and it increased her excitement.

“Sonu, fuck me now, please. I cannot stand it any longer”, she whispered in her sons ear. Sonu lifted himself up on his elbows and positioning his Lund at the entrance to his lovely mothers Choot, slowly pushed it inside the velvet fold. Daya moaned as she felt her beloved sons Lund slide into her Choot. Then Sonu began hunching his hips, pumping his Lund back and forth inside his mothers mound with long, deep strokes. Daya lifted her head and stared down between their sweat-soaked bodies, watching excitedly as her sons virile young Lund slid deliciously in and out of her snatch. Sonu saw what she was doing and kissed her damp forehead.

Her eyes were round and bright, fixed intently on her sons thick, purple-veined shaft as it reamed her drooling Choot. She put her hands on his shoulders for support as he lurched forward, his weight pushing her bodily towards the head of the bed.

His mothers crotch bounced up and down against him, taking his glistening Lund as deeply as possible. On the down-stroke, Sonuny began to grind his hips in a slow circle, mashing his pubic bone hard against her stiff, throbbing clit.

With gasping ecstasy, she bounced her ass faster and faster, matching his powerful Lundthrusts with equal force. Her son fucked like a stallion, and Daya was determined to enjoy him to the fullest. Not only now, but every chance she got! Sonu ran his hands all over her tingling flesh, squeezing her big, jiggling tits and creamy thighs. Anxious to please her, the young man fucked his mother like a little demon, gripping her taut, firm ass with both hands as he filled her hungry Choot with a full nine inches of throbbing Lund. His sperm filled balls slapped noisily against the crack of her ass, and the contracting muscles of Dayas Choot gripped his pistoning shaft so tightly, it almost felt like his Lund was being wrenched from his body each time he pulled it out of her. Sonu inched forward, changing the angle of penetration, plunging his Lund in so deep that Daya felt her sons Lundhead enter the very mouth of her womb!

“Is that…Unghh!.. your womb I am hitting, Ma!”, panted Sonu, increasing the length and tempo of his thrusts. His voice was hoarse and his words were punctuated by frequent grunts of exertion.

“Mmmmmmm! Krishna ! Krishna!, yes my son! Its your Mas womb where you came from! Im so happy Sonu. Dont stop, please. Keep hitting it. I feel so thrilled!”

Her pleading voice died away to a wordless murmur as Sonu grabbed her firm, round tits, one in each hand, and fucked his raging Lund into his mothers upthrust Choot as hard as he could. The muscles on his back and thighs bulged with the effort as Sonu gave the his lovely mother everything she had begged for…..and more!

Sonu sensed his mothers orgasm blossom long before he heard her loud scream of release. The whole sheath of Dayas slick, quivering Choot closed tightly around his shaft, gripping and pulling at his pounding Lund like a hungry, sucking mouth. His balls swelled and contracted as he felt his own climax peak with a mighty roar.

“AHHHHGGHH! OOOOOH, Sonu! My BABY! NOW! OOOOOW! Krishna! Krishna! NOWWW!”, yelled Daya as she felt her sons powerful ejaculation blast from the tip of his Lund, filling her spasming Choot with his hot, thick jism. Their bodies were a blur of motion as mother and son fucked like two wild animals in heat, abandoning themselves completely to their mutual climaxes. Their juices blended together, flooding her Choot, and washing over his Lund like a hot shower. Sonu continued hunching into her until his mothers body went limp beneath him. All the while her Choot kept squeezing his Lund, milking every last drop of cum from her young sons sperm-filled balls. Sonu collapsed beside her, hugging Dayas, hot sweaty body against his own.

“That was wonderful, Ma!”, he gasped, “How about for you?”

His mother snuggled against him, wrapping her trembling fingers around his dwindling Lund. It was still a formidable size, coated liberally with their mingled juices.

“Ohhh!…Sonu!…Sonu!”, panted Daya, “It was fantastic, darling! I am in heaven, Sonu! Was I better than your wife?”, she asked eagerly. “Yes, Ma, you were a thousand times better than her. I wish we had come together before my marriage. I would never have married Mala, Ma”, said Sonu. “Yes, Sonu, we both made a mistake. If only we had been more courageous, we could have had lots and lots of enjoyment. With your father always on tour duty, you and I were alone so many days in the house. We could have been enjoying each other instead of sleeping separately. At least from now on, let us not waste opportunities”, said Daya. Sonu looked deep into his mothers eyes and said, “Ma, I wish you were my wife”. Dayas heart almost stopped beating. This would be her ultimate happiness being wife to her own dear son. She hugged her son tight and showered kisses on his lips and cheeks and said, “Sonu, my darling, I would be most happy to be your wife. I love you so much.”. “Then, you get a divorce from father and I will get divorce from Mala and then I will marry you, Ma”, said Sonu. Daya felt thrilled that her son wanted to marry her not just enjoy her sex. But being a mature woman, she knew that it is not practical. She looked at her son with love and said, “Oh Sonu, my darling. I wish you and I could get married. But you know we cannot live publicly as husband and wife. Further, divorces will create problems for everybody. Especially now you are going to have a baby through Mala”.

Sonu felt unhappy. He asked his mother, “Is there a solution to this mother? I cannot live without you from now on”. Daya replied, “I too cannot live without you, darling. But we can find a solution. We should just let things stay as there. I will be your mother for the outside world. But inside the house, I will be your wife. You get a job here and move in with us. Since you father goes on tour most of the time, we can find lots of opportunities to make love. We can also make your grandmothers house our love nest.” Having decided on that, Daya and Sonu indulged in an orgy of love making the whole day. Sonu found his mother unsatiable and he was only too happy to fuck her as many times as she desired. Both the mother and the son felt they needed to make up for all the lost time.

According to Dayas plan, Sonu found a job in the town and moved in with his parents. Even after Sonus wife delivered a baby girl and came home, Sonu and his mother found time to make love. They visited his grandmother often so that they can make love freely in the upstairs room that her grandmother had given to them exclusively.

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