Hi, my name is Haritha. Thank you all for the response to the ‘Incest Saga – Part 1 & 2.’ Many ask me whether I am writing a fictional or real story.
Trust me, guys, each word I use here are real incidents in my home. It was hard to digest that my children were into incest and fucking each other with passion, lust and love.
Let me describe more of us now. I am Haritha, 40 years old. Yeah, it’s an early marriage during those days. But I maintain myself very well with 36-30-36 stats. I wrap them perfectly in the saree and protect them. My son Shyam has a 6.5-inch dick, and my daughter Sneha is 34-28-32 stats.
I continued to witness their sessions each alternative day. I would also ask my husband to fuck me hard. Every time he fucked me, I imagined my son Shyam’s dick. I started to dream about his dick and how it felt in my pussy.
One afternoon, I was so horny I entered my daughter’s room with my son’s inner in hand. It was a used one, which he left for washing. I slept on my daughter’s bed and smelled my son’s inner. It had a strong cum smell mixed with his urine.
I recalled their fucking how they fucked on the very same bed. I smelled the bed, and I got the smell of their juices and sweat mixed. I pulled my saree and panties down. I rubbed my son’s inner over my neatly shaved pussy.
I closed and began to imagine as if he was rubbing with his dick. I was imagining how hard it would be and how it would stretch my pussy. How will it sound when his balls hit my ass? Will he lick me as well as he licked his sister? Will he dominate me and make me beg for his dick?
Once I beg, will he fuck me mercilessly? All these thoughts were running, and I became nude immediately. I pressed my boobs, brought my son’s inner over them, caught them using his inner, and pulled my nipples hard. I was moaning for myself, smelling his inner, and rubbing it all over my body.
I was imagining his hard dick rubbing all over my body. I opened my pussy lips and inserted two fingers into it. I smelled the hard aroma from my son’s inner while I played with my pussy.
I was moaning, “Aah, fuck me, son, fuck mommy with your hard long dick. Bang me like a cheap personal slut that you have. Fill my holes anytime you wish, and in every possible position you can imagine. Ah, son, yes fuck me fuck this bitch mommy, hard.”
I was moaning loud and fingering myself hard and hard. I got a strong orgasm which made my daughter’s bed wet. I washed the bed sheet and decided to get in my son’s bed and taste his dick at least once. As a mom, I have the right. I waited for almost 15 days for an opportunity.
My husband and daughter had left for one of the family functions on my husband’s side. My son and I stayed as he had some internals. I was initially scared about what my son would think of me if I approached him. I wanted him to take charge and make me submissive to him.
Actually, I also wanted to go to that function as Akash. My nephew would be there. I had this thing with him in the early days of my marriage when my husband was busy with his business trips. He used to stay with us, and I rode him to quench my thirst for sex. I will tell you about it some other time.
So three days passed, and my son came completely drunk one night. I needed to help him get to his room. Once I laid him on his bed, some dirty thoughts came over me. I wanted to use this opportunity. I returned to my room, removed my inner and returned to his room only in nighty.
My son was snoring. I called his name a few times, but there was no response. I tapped him and also slapped him a few times. Still, he was not in his senses. I opened his shirt buttons. He was sweaty and smelling. It felt good. I removed my nighty buttons, slowly laid over his chest, and let my boobs touch his chest.
It was warm, and my pussy started to leak. I slowly kissed his chest and licked his nipples. He moved, and I was scared to shit. I stood there still for a few minutes. But the lust in me didn’t let me stand for a long time. I unbuckled his belt and then his pants button.
Slowly opened his zip. He was hard, and it was visible over his underwear. It was so warm. I pulled his underwear down. I saw his dick head which was bigger than his father’s. I had my right hand slip into his underwear and catch his balls. They were huge too.
I squeezed them slowly and heard a moan from my son’s mouth. I pulled my hand back. I waited again till he started to snore. This time, I didn’t want to waste the change. I took his dick out, took his dick tip in my mouth, and sucked it.
God! It was so yummy sucking my son’s dick. My left hand reached for my pussy. I rubbed myself while I sucked his dick. I took almost half of it and sucked it. I was becoming more and more impatient. I removed my nighty completely, climbed the bed, and took the dick tip.
I rubbed it over my pussy lips. Ah, god, it was so good. My son’s dick tip was so smooth that rubbing it over my pussy lips made my pussy leak more and more. I need to cover my mouth with one hand to suppress the moans. I could no longer control myself.
I placed a pillow between my legs and slept beside my son. I had his dick tip in my mouth as I pressed the pillow between my legs and rode it till I got an amazing orgasm. I again had his pants on, buttoned his shirt left to my room and slept nude, exhausted. That’s how I tasted my son’s dick.
The next two days, too, he came drunk and was sloshed. I even pulled his boxers out and sucked his balls, taking them into my mouth. I rubbed his hard dick over my face, boobs, nipples and pussy. I sat on his dick and rubbed it with my pussy too.
I had an amazing orgasm sucking and playing with his dick. Will let you know how desperate I became and ask my son to fuck me. Did he fucked me hard or not? Will let you know in the next.
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