Hello, this is Sumith again here with another erotica. This episode is a prelude to the one in which I am involved. But this one happened in a town in Kerala. An incest sex between a 41-year-old mom and her 19-year-old son, Revathi and Vishal.
Jumping the gun, let me tell you that the relationship between this mother and son involves a bit of cheating. Revathi was an ordinary housewife, or that was what Vishal believed her to be.
His dad worked overseas and his visits were limited to once or twice a year. Meanwhile, Vishal smelt something fishy in his mom’s behavior. Hence he started his surveillance.
From this point onwards, rather than me narrating this incident I thought it shall be better if you get the narration from Vishal himself. Hence I asked him to write down the whole thing and I’ve corrected a few grammatical errors and fine-tuned the paragraphs for ease of reading.
I am Vishal and I live in a Thalasseri in Kerala with my mom Revathi. My dad works in Saudi and he usually visits once a year.
When he is around, I have always seen mom in a very joyful mood. It’s not that she would be sad otherwise, there won’t be a different kind of glow in her face which is a subtle difference not everyone can notice. As I grew up, I obviously thought it’s all because of sex. I have also heard moans from their room almost every night when dad’s here.
But recently, I started to see the same glow in her face. She used to use her phone more often, I noticed that she uses the phone more particularly in my absence because as soon as she sees me around, she would engage in other tasks like stitching or household works.
Added to this, I have noticed my mallu mom taking more and more selfies. This attitude of hers drove me to suspect something about her.
My sixth sense started to hit me saying she was cheating on dad. I wanted to investigate it somehow but wasn’t sure how to. I didn’t get any idea to follow her as I shall be at college. I shared my doubt with Sumith, he simply asked me to keep a check on her phone. I felt it to be wise.
I am usually the last one to go to sleep at night. Hence the same night, I went to her room, took her phone and came out. But I discovered another change out here which only added to my suspicions. My mother had changed the password which I had put in while setting it up for her!
I conveyed this to my friend Sumith and he calmly told me to add my fingerprint to the lock. He also gave me a simple idea to do it and I just tried it.
One Sunday, I took a selfie and edited it with Prizma and showed it to her. She was impressed and asked me for the name of the app so that she can download it from the play store. But I told her that she can’t get the same app as mine, I showed her my app which had all the premium features unlocked.
I casually said, “You should either get the paid version by shelling a few bucks or install the modded version like me.” The catch was that she didn’t know anything about mods.
“However, I can help you get a modded one, but you have to make gulab jamun for me tomorrow,” I added.
My mom immediately smiled and nodded yes. I took her mobile which she unlocked for me. Another thing I noticed was that she didn’t leave the place, just sat there watching TV.
I downloaded the mod but then before installing, I said, “It’s asking for authentication, need your fingerprint mom.” She just gave her finger while looking at the TV. But I actually wanted it to authenticate by adding my fingerprint for the unlock. I then installed it and returned the phone immediately.
She clicked a few pics of mine, her selfie and one more selfie with me and started editing trying each and every style out there.
And then late at night, I hopped into her room to take her phone out. I immediately started checking her Whatsapp by going inside each and every chat. It didn’t take me too long to clear my doubts. She was chatting with a guy who, from his DP, seemed to be a guy just a few years older than me. His name was saved as Pranith.
They had exchanged smilies of kisses and hearts but as I scrolled along, I had the shock of my lifetime. She had sent him pics wearing just the lingerie and even her nudes. I was in the duel now. On one end, it was a shock for me, but on the other hand, I was mesmerized by her body.
My mom’s boobs looked so firm and rounded even without a bra and her nipples were on the pinkish side. Though I had a mixed feeling discovering her cheating, frankly I couldn’t resist a hard-on. But without diverting my mind, I immediately got all those pics transferred to my phone and kept her phone back in its place.
The next morning I was busy with my college assignment tasks but in the evening, we went to the beach as we sometimes go and watch the sunset.
After getting back to the car, started the engine, switched on the AC but didn’t move the car. I just sat there thinking, while mom was checking her phone and then said, “Start, what are you waiting for?”
I said, “Mom, I wanted to ask you something.”
“I know I haven’t done gulab jamun yet, but will do tomorrow,” she said with a smile.
“That’s okay but I wanted to ask who’s Pranith?” I could notice an immediate change in her facial expression. She dry gulped and soon said, “She is my old friend’s son, why?”
“Which friend is she mom? I haven’t known any of your friends with a name Pranith at all?” I probed.
She got a bit angry, “Do you all my friends and their families? Do you know friends from my college?” I sensed she is trying to play the boss out here.
“I don’t know your friends, but I know Pranith. The Pranith with whom you are chatting with a lot of intimacy” I put it plainly.
And then I noticed her face turn pale. However, she didn’t give up, asking me with a firm voice, “What chatting, what intimacy?! You trying to check my phone, and you are putting the blame on me?”
Now, this popped my anger when she tried to make me a culprit. I befittingly replied, “I know what kind of a bitch you are” and then held up my mobile to display all her nudes which she had sent him, and added, “Hope you know what will happen when dad gets to see these.”
I had no intention to be that aggressive with her but when she tried to turn the tide towards me it just happened instantaneously. But she didn’t expect this to happen, even in her wildest nightmares. This took her to the ultimate surrender mode.
She started to plead, “Please, please don’t do that, you can kill me instead, if not I shall jump myself into the sea.. please Vishu.”
“But how can you just do something like this?” was my sincere question.
“Please.. Sorry, Vishal, I’ve made a mistake, do anything for that. But please don’t take it anywhere else.. What can I do for you?” She ranted.
“Have you sucked his dick?” I asked my mom looking straight away into her eyes. But surprisingly she answered, “Yes”
“How many times have you taken his dick into your cunt, you bloody slut” I don’t know why but I was that harsh.
She even answered it plainly, “Twice a week, Vishal.. What else can I do, even I’m a woman, I too have needs” she expressed it with the same pale face.
Saying, “you hungry bitch,” I inserted my hands directly inside her chudi onto her boobs. She just laid her head back and as I reached her nipples she closed her eyes.
After kneading her boobs for a full five minutes, I must say to my surprise I heard her moans. She started to hum “mmm..mmm..mm..” and then unexpectedly, she put her hands over my pants and started gripping my dick from outside.
Still moaning, my mallu mom said, “I think we should go home now.” I looked at her face, she was smiling. I couldn’t stop saying, “You’re a hungry bitch.”
“Every woman has a bitch within her” her reply was bold and very much unlike what I imagined her to be.
I quickly started the car to head home. To be frank, mixed feelings were running within myself. Because I was mad at her for being unfaithful to the family. I wanted to make her feel the result of being unfaithful.
I started kneading her boobs not because I had an infatuation towards her, but to make her feel the guilt when her own son puts a hand onto her. She dated a boy who was just a few years older than me. I thought my acts will make her feel low. But this hungry bitch started to feel my dick.
And the tone in which she said we shall go home sounded too bitchy. I never knew that my mom was such a kind of whore. With these disturbing thoughts, we reached home. She got down to open the gates. She unlocked the door while I parked and closed the gate back.
As soon as I entered, my bitchy mom hugged me while her one hand went into my pants to reach out for my dick. We hadn’t even got into the hall. Without wasting much time, she got down, pulled down my 3/4th I was wearing and put my dick into her mouth. “Ooooh!” was what I exclaimed without me knowing.
I didn’t know what to do exactly. I found it hard to stand upright, hence I got hold of her head to gain some balance. Now my bitchy mom was sucking her own son shamelessly. After some minutes, I felt it was getting too much. I asked her to stop, she took my dick out and looked up towards me. “Let’s go in, onto the sofa,” I said.
As I sat on the sofa, she took off her top and then immediately the bra. She came into the sofa, held my head in one hand, and her right boob with the other, pushed her boobs to my mouth. As I started to suck, I heard her moans. Within minutes, she took out the right boob and gave me the other one.
I looked up to see her face. I must say I was literally shocked to see the ecstasy on her face. “What are you looking at my boy? Suck it, let’s have some joy,” she said.
As I sucked, I untied the knot of her pants, put my hand into her panty. I couldn’t help saying to her, “My God! How can you be this horny with your own son?”
“You are a man now, go on,” she said in a slutty voice. I put my middle finger into her pussy saying, “You hungry bitch.”
“Aaawww.. hhm..” she moaned as she slightly jumped while still being in that position. I hardly had fingered her for a couple of minutes, her body started to shiver and said, “Oh..no.. stopppp..stop..O need your cock now..need your young cock.”
As I removed my finger, at a lightning speed, my horny mother laid down on the sofa and spread her legs wide.
I was awestruck to see my own mom behaving in that way, spreading for her own son. But I must also add that looking at her clean bald pussy was something out of ordinary. As I was still admiring her pussy, she grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards her. And before I knew it, she held my dick and placed it exactly in front of her love hole.
I pushed my weight forward and ufff..it was warm, it was slippery. She closed her eyes and moaned, “Hmmm..bang it, my boy, do it.”
I started the movement, and with every move, I could hear her moaning, “Oh..oh..hmm..hmm” in the rhythm matching my movements. I fucked her in missionary for a while until her pussy started to flood. I literally felt like waves hitting my dick.
Her orgasm was so huge that I had to stop moving my dick, as I pushed in the gush of liquid pushed my dick out. But she shouted, “Do it.. do itt.. dooo.. aaaah aah aah..”
I think I was about to cum had I fucked my mom like that for just 2 more minutes, but too much lubrication spoiled it.
I pulled her and turned her to the other side to fuck her in doggy. She lifted her ass and held her waist down which gave my dick direct access to her pussy. Saying, “You bitchy nymph,” I spanked her ass while entering her cunt.
I then pulled her by the hair and banged her mercilessly. Her moans started to turn into shouts and she reciprocated for each thrust. I fucked her like that for a while and I thought I was about to cum but this bitch had another orgasm.
I took out my dick, she turned to look at me and her facial expression asked why did you take it out. I held my dick and said, “Suck me slut, make me cum.”
My mother didn’t waste a second. She put her mouth to suck my balls first and then starting from the base she came up to the length of my cock with her tongue tip. “Oh, mom..what a cock-sucker you are..” I said.
She sucked for around three minutes and then I shot my load directly into her mouth.
I never expected my own mom to taste my cum. And until I discovered the other side of her, I never thought that I would be a mother fucker. However, my nympho bitchy mom made it happen.
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