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Let me continue with my experience of what happened. I am sure you all need no introduction about us or as to how we look, since it was done in the first part (link above).
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I and my 21-year-old son Raj reached home filled with embarrassment. I was flushed all through the journey and even after reaching home, I did not know how to react or even what to say any further. I guessed Raj was also going through the same thing since he did not even look at me, forget saying a word.
Once inside the house, my son quickly retired to his room and locked himself up and so did I. The previous night’s incident was flashing in my head in images as if it was a dream. I was still not able to believe or digest what had happened.
I tried to convince myself that it was the momentary lust and heat that took us over and that I can get over it soon. Not sure when I went to sleep, I woke up for a phone call from a friend and realized the time was almost 2 in the afternoon.
I had not cooked anything, so I hurriedly went out taking a glance at my son’s locked room and went to the kitchen. The only food I could make quickly was upma since the hunger was killing me.
I realized my son also must be hungry. Once done with cooking, I set the dining table and with all the courage, I went and knocked on his room. Without saying anything, Raj just opened his door looking at the floor. I did not know what to say but I just muttered, “eat something” and went back to the dining with him following me.
We had a very silent lunch. Though the food was made fresh and was hot, the lunch sure was very cold. The air was tense and grim and both of us knew why. Raj ate quickly and as I was clearing the table, he was walking back to his room. I decided to end this ‘cold war’. So I asked him to wait in the living and that I needed to talk to him.
I saw him standing still for a minute thinking something before he moved to the sofa and sat with his head still down. I finished my work in the kitchen and went and sat next to him.
Heart beating fast again, I held his hand. Moving closer to him, I put my other hand around him over his shoulder.
I was trying to console him and convince him that what had happened should be forgotten and that I hold no grudge against him nor was I angry with him. First time in the last 12 hours or so, he looked up at me. Raj smiled and said that he loved what happened and was just worried as to how I would take it.
I was a little taken aback with his words, but the fact was that even I loved what had happened. But being a woman and his mother, I could not probably express myself so freely. But I did smile at his statement.
Raj moved closer and asked if we can just kiss again and he wants nothing else. My heart skipped a beat and started beating so fast. I wanted to say a big “NO” to him and move back but my body had a mind of its own again. It bent forward towards him proactively taking his lips into mine and sucking the lower lip of his.
My son did not need any further invitation. His hand held my face pulling me to him that I was almost sitting on his lap, sucking, licking, biting and chewing his lips. He seemed more confident this time. His hold over me was strong like a man and not that of the boy I knew. His lips were sure strong enough to suck mine and chew it.
He darted his tongue into my mouth searching for mine and playing with my tongue. He kept passing his saliva into my mouth during the kiss and I sucked it all without hesitation. That kiss, was the best kiss I have ever had in my life.
His hands now left my face and moved down my neck to my breasts.
I had no idea what had happened to my instant reflex which should have ideally pushed my son’s hands off. Instead, my hands went down over myself, and holding the helm of my top, pulled it off from over my head in a jiffy, throwing it down on to the floor. This let his hand roam freely over my bra covered breasts.
I moaned softly in his mouth with our lips still not pulled apart. He hugged me as he still kissed me. I wanted that gentle hug, but in a moment I realized that the hug was only to take off my the bra hook from behind me. I let my bra fall down too without hesitation, showing my still firm breasts to my own son!
Raj then broke the kiss, looking into my eyes first and then at my breasts. He smiled appreciatively before his hand reached to one of my breasts. “I want to suck them again” he said in a whisper.
Even before I could nod an “yes”, Raj bent forward sucking on my right nipple first and then sucking my breast into his mouth.
He kept sucking my one breast as his other hand was kneading my other. My hands involuntarily went to his head, holding it to me and I whispered, “Suckle on my breast like a baby. Like you used to when you were a baby”.
I guess he was happy hearing that, he smiled and started suckling on my breasts slowly, one after the other, taking turns with his hand kneading and squeezing my other breast.
Then he stopped it all, moved a little back looking at me now when I had a question mark on my face. As if he understood I had a question, he smiled asking me to get up. As I did, he did not wait or ask permission before pulling my skirt down along with my panties, letting both fall to my ankles.
He immediately asked me to step out of it and me like an obedient lady did step aside kicking my skirt and panties along with my top and bra. I was standing naked, stark naked in front of my son now. I was not feeling shy or embarrassed but proud of my body and feeling happy about my son admiring my naked body.
Raj sat back admiring me as a whole. He was intermittently asking me turn around so he could see me completely. And surprisingly, I did as he wanted me to without any hesitation. It must be the slut in me had woken up and all I wanted and craved was for this kind of attention since long.
Raj stood up. Holding my hand in one and the other around my back over my waist, he gave a little push asking me to walk with him and we went to my bedroom. The bedroom where my ex husband and me used to have all the fun, my marital bed.
Once in he smiled at me asking,“I know you had your first night on this bed, ever had a first day?” It did not make any sense to me, but my head was a little dizzy with my son asking me that now.
Raj did not hesitate a bit any more. He made me sit on the edge of the bed as he sat down on the ground in front of me.
He pushed my legs apart and placed his head between and in one swift move, he darted his tongue into my pussy. I gasped for breath at that moment with my legs spreading wider to accommodate him. I held his head lovingly and my son did not need a push to lick my wet pussy now.
His tongue felt like heaven now. Twirling inside my pussy, at times tickling my clit, his tongue reaching and rubbing the inner walls of my pussy. As his tongue went deep inside me, his lips covered my pussy lips, sucking it.
My body jerking in pleasure. A blissful heavenly pleasure which is being give by my own son.
I moaned that I was going to cum. He immediately moved back smiling and teasing me. He said, “Not so soon, amma.” I was upset that he did not know that a woman can cum multiple times without any problems. But I did not want to upset him and decided to teach him once he is a little satisfied.
I smiled at him when he started stripping and got naked standing in front of me. The same image from last night flashed in my head but this time in real, it was much better. I had a much more confident man in front of me.
My son’s cock was standing 90 degrees from the ground, defying all laws of gravity. He moved forward a bit, standing in front of me with his cock reach my face. I knew what he wanted. I gulped his cock in my mouth. It was the second time that I was doing it.
I sucked it hard this time, really hard – like a vacuum cleaner sucking everything in.
Leaving it out, I held it with my hand my other hand holding his balls. I kissed the head, maintaining eye contact with him and smiling. Then a gentle lick on the head, letting my saliva drool over the cock-head. I was spitting a little on the head, letting it trickled down the shaft.
My tongue was licking all the way down following the saliva drip down reaching his balls. I sucked my son’s balls for a quick minute before licking all the way up to the head again. I again gulped his head into my mouth, sucking it, holding the shaft with one hand stroking it and my other hand playing with his balls gently.
As I continued sucking him, I let my tongue flick over the head of his cock a few times.
His cock started to throb and he wanted me to stop. I wanted to finish this by sucking him off and making him cum. But he pulled back asking me to move back on my bed.
I moved back, he pushed me back making me lie down. He came and sat next to my naked body, letting his finger run over my entire body, head to toe, creating goosebumps as his hands moved up and down. But all the while, he kept looking into my eye, smiling.
“How does this make my sexy mother feel?” he asked and I could not respond anything.
My son suddenly stopped it all, moving himself over me. He pushed my legs wider with his legs and lied down over me. His cock was almost at the entrance of my pussy. His face came to mine giving me one quick kiss, moved over my shoulder, lying down on me with his full weight, leaving no gap between our bodies.
Then my son whispered in my ear, “Amma, now you will have to help me go inside you” and he jerked his hip a bit.
I moved my hand down and held my son’s hard cock and guided it to my pussy, spreading really wide. But before I could let him push inside and guide him inside me completely, I whispered back, “Are you sure you want to do this?” He instantly responded, “Yes, let me enter where I came from, please” as he licked and nibbled my ear lobes.
The point of no return. I guided the head into my pussy pushing it a bit and he thrust himself into me fully. He was surprised that my pussy could take his entire cock inside.
I started grinding my hips with his cock inside me and he started moving slowly. He was pulling out and thrusting his cock a bit slow and gentle. He was scared of hurting me in the process.
I asked him to thrust all that he can and telling him not to worry. He started thrusting more aggressively after that. Slowly, he went on to pounding me and making me moan loud. Good thing we did not have any guest at home or else, people would have been able to hear what was happening inside.
My horny son kept thrusting me hard and wild but not rough. I liked that very much.
Then, in one swift move again, he got his hands under me and carrying my entire weight up, he made me sit on his lap with our legs crossed behind each other. He looked into my eyes, smiled and started kissing me as he pulled me over him now.
He lied down with me over him. We broke the kiss and he wanted me to ride him. He wanted me to sit back and ride so he can see my body completely. He wanted to see my breasts jiggle as I ride him.
So I sat on him with his cock still it was inside me. Being the shameless slut that I am, I moved back giving him a complete view of my body and started grinding over him. My waist was going in circles and up and down, with my pussy lips sucking his cock.
Raj kept looking at me for a while before his hands reached up to play with my breasts – cupping them, rubbing them and kneading them.
His cock started throbbing again. He was going to cum. He asked me to get off him so he will not shoot inside me. But I had different plans. I had no intentions to move away.
I held his hands tightly, bending down and started kissing him real hard as I increased the pace of my grinding him and I felt it finally. I felt my son’s cock erupt inside me, spurt after spurt hitting the walls of my pussy.
My pussy walls started contracting with the warm spurts hitting on them. My pussy was milking my young son’s cock. With that, my body shivered, my back arched and I fell on him totally with all my weight as my pussy release the juices with his cock still inside me.
We were lying like that for a few minutes when I felt my pussy leaking the mixture of juices. His cock had gone soft and was slipping out of my pussy. Lifting one leg up, I got down from him seeing his cock and balls covered in our juices. I saw him lying there, relaxed, eyes closed and smiling.
“Thanks for taking my virginity” was all he said, without opening his eyes. I smiled feeling happy and inside that I was able to help him.
I pulled him out of the bed winking and saying, “It is just the beginning, my dear. You have a lot more to learn. First, let’s go clean ourselves together” as I held his cock which showed signs of coming back to life again.
My hand went to my mouth with my tongue licking the slimy mixture of juices from my hand. As we both walked towards the bathroom together, all naked!!