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Mom: I don’t remember everything that happened yesterday night because of the wine. But it was one hell of a surprise, baby! I never expected you would celebrate my birthday.
Me: Oh! You’re my sweet mommy. How can I not celebrate your birthday?
Mom: I’m here to ask about your gift. How much money did you spend? All of your pocket money?
Me: It was quite expensive, but I don’t worry about it.
Mom: I’ve got you something too. It’s a complete grooming kit for men. From taking care of nails to pubes. Haha!
Me: Do you use fancy stuff like these?
Mom: Yeah, silly! I don’t like having body hair.
I smiled with a naughty stare.
Mom: Haha! I know why you are smiling. Isn’t it because you saw my hairy down there in the trial room? What? Do you not like me changing my habits?
Me: No, no, mom, it’s nothing.
Mom: And what did you think when you bought me all this stuff? Haha!
Me: Errr…I don’t know, mommy. I just want you to be happy.
Mom: I must say that your taste in female stuff is quite exquisite. I wanted to wear that panty you gifted me yesterday. But I’m going to save it for some special time. Haha!
I was silent for a while.
Mom: I know you are well equipped with all sex terminologies and stuff. I must admit that I learned a lot after checking your browser history and seeing whatever you saw.
Me: Mom! You are embarrassing me. Haha! Do you want me to do something for you because you are on your period?
Mom: How did you know that?
Me: What kind of son am I if I don’t know when my mommy needs help and care.
Mom: Aww! That’s so sweet of you, but don’t worry, baby! Women have always done an excellent job, even though having routine periods.
Me: I know, mom. That’s why you are such an amazing mother.
I hugged her and kissed her softly on her cheek. My morning wood twitched and poked mom’s thighs when we hugged. She kissed me back and leaned into me, making my cock slip from her thigh to her crotch.
She looked me in the eye and said – Jesus! Don’t you wear any underwear at home?
Me: Mom, I’m err… It’s more comfortable this way.
Mom: Haha! I see why it’s comfortable for you.
Being a not-so-orthodox Christian family, mom was never so serious or a punishing woman. Six years ago, I saw her changing her clothes and saw her in a matching black lingerie set. That was the exact moment my hormonal self started to see my mom as a perfect woman.
It made me curious about women. She was so young and sexy at that time. Now she is separated, and seeing her without her mangalsutra or the thaali as we call it here in Kerala, makes her more desirable for me.
Days passed. One day I returned home early after the students were dispersed because of a local protest march. Mom was at home as usual. But I heard soft grunts and moans when I reached the door. When I reached near the door, the app used to control the vibrator chimed.
It sent a notification saying that the toy was on. I slowly unlocked the door and tiptoed in. There I saw my mom on the living room couch with her legs spread wide. She was almost completely naked, pleasuring herself with the pink vibrator.
She had her laced pink panty and transparent black saree on the floor, and her petticoat lifted. Her blouse unhooked with her left nipple out. This was my time to shine. I opened the app and slowly increased the speed. Mom noticed it and started to tremble slowly.
Mom: Wow! This must be a smart vibrator. This one knows when to increase speed.
Before she could finish her soft mumbling, I increased the speed again.
She covered her mouth and let out a long “Aaah.” She didn’t pull out the vibrator, but she loosened her bra and removed it. She sat in a cowgirl position on a pillow and started to move her pussy fast as if she was fucking someone. I increased the speed again, and she trembled in pleasure.
She held onto the couch tightly and let out her orgasmic, “Ufff!” Her pussy creamed. She wiped it off with her panty before it spilled on the couch. Mom looked at the clock to make sure it wasn’t time for me to be arriving home.
Mom: Oh my god! I enjoyed it. There’s time for another round. Let’s see what I can do with this thing he got me. Ohh! It has a love-shaped handle. Hmmm.
She removed all her clothes and humped on a pillow kept with the couch. She had no idea about the buttplug. Mom tried to rub her clit with it. She then slowly inserted it into her pussy.
Mom gasped: Sweet mother of Jesus! This thing is as thick as my boy’s dick.
I got an instant erection. She moved it in and out with ease. Her pussy gaped wide.
Mom: Both the toys aren’t satisfying as a hard cock would. Why am I thinking of my own boy’s hard cock? Ahh! I want to feel guilty, but all I feel is horny and wet.
“Love you, mom,” I thought in my mind.
Mom positioned herself in the doggy style and rubbed her clit with the buttplug. Her back arched, and her shaved asshole and pussy were exposed like when she was wiping the floor a few weeks ago.
I bolted the main door and rushed into the living room just like I would do when I usually returned home. Before mom could cover herself, I was standing in front of her. She was frozen. She covered herself with the saree, but it was transparent, so I enjoyed her assets.
Mom: This is weird. Why are you early?
I told her why I was early. She sat up on the couch. She set the toys aside.
Before I started walking to my room, I said, “Mommy, you were doing it wrong.” She stopped me and asked, “What do you mean wrong? Was I doing it wrong?”
Me: Yeah, mummy!
Mom: Then tell me. How do you use it?
Me: What about I show you how?
Mom: Are you sure, sweetie?
Me: Yeah, mom. You can continue from where you stopped.
She didn’t remove her saree draped around her naked body. But she positioned herself back in the doggy style. Mom was shy.
Me: Arch your back for me, mommy.
I lifted her saree, touched her butthole, and slowly inserted my finger deep with each thrust. Mom moaned softly.
Mom: Are you sure it’s the correct hole?
I nodded. Then I removed my finger and spat on her asshole. Some of my spit leaked down to her pussy. The buttplug was inside my mouth with the handle outside when she looked back. I was sucking it. I tasted my mom’s pussy where the buttplug had been.
Mom was speechless. Then I slowly pushed it into her asshole. She let out a sharp moan. She moved backward in the sudden shock, and she forced it all inside. Once it was in, she was peaceful. I started to move it in and out. Her asshole gaped open wide.
Then I slowly reached my other hand to her pussy and started to rub her clitoris. She spread her legs wide and moaned with each thrust.
Mom: Sweetie, this is my first time trying something down there. It feels so good. I’m so turned on when it brushes my asshole as it goes in and out.
Me: Then tell me how how how does this feel, mommy?
I pulled out the buttplug and stuck my tongue inside her bootyhole. Mom’s eyes rolled back. I started to give her a thorough rim job. I fingered her pussy when licking the edges of her asshole.
Me: How is it, mommy?
She took a deep breath when I let go of her ass.
Mom: Sweetie, was that your tongue? Oh my God!
Me: Do you want to see what else I can do?
Mom nodded. I turned her body, let her lie down on the couch, and started licking her neatly shaved pussy. Up and down, I went after teasing her clit. Now she got rid of her saree and held my hand with our fingers intertwined. I had the buttplug in my right hand.
Mom: Oh, sweetie! Let me taste it.
Mommy slurped the wet buttplug, and I started to rub, lick and finger her sweet pussy all at the same time.
Mom: If it’s okay with you, sweetie, I want to return the favor you are doing me now. So can I remove your clothes, baby?
Me: You don’t have to ask mommy.
I stripped off my clothes with my hard, leaking cock out.
Mom: My! My! How sexy it looks after shaving the pubes!
Me: I can never disobey you, mommy. Even my balls look awesome after shaving the pubes.
Mom: Come here, sweetheart. Do you mind if I touch it?
Me: It’s all yours, mommy.
Mom drooled as she looked closely at my cock. She cradled my balls in her palm. She kissed my cock head. My penis stretched out even further.
Mom: Wow!
Mom traced the veins on my dick with her tongue. She kissed every inch of my cock as if she was preserving something pure.
Mom softly mumbled: I want this inside me every day!
Me: Did you say something, mommy?
Mom: Nothing, sweetie!
Me: Mommy! Will you sit on my face?
I laid down on the couch and motioned my hand, asking her to sit on my face. She was confused. She has never tried it. She was delicate when sitting on my face.
Me: Don’t worry, mom.
I pulled her back to my tongue and arched her ass. Both of her holes were within reach of my tongue. I began playing with it. She moved her ass around my tongue. Mom grabbed my abs and pinched softly when I licked her clit faster than the vibrator going.
My dick twitched in front of her. Now she knew exactly what this position was. She bent down and took my dick in slowly and steadily. Mom couldn’t focus with her hair falling on her face. I held her hair from her back and thrust my hips.
Mom: I didn’t know you were so dominant, sweetheart.
She drained my cum after giving me the best blowjob ever. Mom took some in her hand before swallowing it and applied it to her gaping asshole. She was so horny. My nose and tongue were covered with her creamy squirt. Mom watched me lick it all and swallow it.
Mom laid next to me on the couch. I covered her with her saree. Mom covered both of us up with her saree instead of only herself. She hugged me and sighed. Her face suddenly turned pale with guilt.
Mom: Sweetheart, Do you think what we did was wrong? As your mom, I shouldn’t have let you get turned on by me in the first place.
I shushed her with my finger and said, “If I ever fell in love with anyone, it’s you, mom. I’m only afraid that the world’s going to tear us apart. I wouldn’t ever allow that. I love you, mom.”
This time I kissed her lips. Mom joined in without any hesitation and we sucked each other’s tongues. She was enjoying it. Mom broke free and went to her room. She remained silent for a few days.
One morning she was on the balcony and was talking to the neighbor. I wanted to know if she expected me to make moves or not. I crawled up behind her on my hands and legs so that the neighbor aunty wouldn’t see me. I lifted my mom’s nightie and saw she was without any panty.
Mom pinched my hand, which was about to touch her pussy. She kept attacking me with pinches in a way the neighbor didn’t notice. Despite her pinches, I was so horny that morning that I couldn’t stop kissing her ass. When the neighbor left, mom brought me inside and slapped me.
Mom: You are my son. Don’t ever do that to me.
Mommy had never slapped me in my entire life. Her sweetness was gone. She went to her room, wore a panty, and came back with the thong I gifted her.
Mom: Here’s your gift. I’m your mom, not your girlfriend.
She stopped talking to me. She avoided me at all costs. It was so painful for both of us.
It was a rainy night. Thunder was crashing, and I sat hopeless and sad in my room. I dozed off eventually. I was woken up by my mom sitting next to me on the bed.
Mom: I’m sorry for slapping you, sweetheart. I couldn’t look at myself the same way after you did it all on that evening.
Me: I’m so sorry, mom. I promise you that I won’t be like that.
This time mom shushed me with her finger and crept inside my blanket.
Mom: You treated me literally like a queen for the past few years. I know you love me. I don’t care about the whole world when I have you, sweetie. After a lot of thinking, I have come to a decision.
Mom took my hand and placed it on her panty. It was wetter than the whole ocean.
To be continued in the next part.
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