Bharti felt an unusual burning sensation inside her as she sniffed her son’s used briefs in the washroom. She knew it was a sinful act, but her body acted against her will. Her hand was constantly messaging her clit.
She went sniffing the raw smell of adulthood radiating from her 19-year-old son’s briefs in the washroom. It was the fifth time she had done that. Her body felt weak. Her fingers slid in and out effortlessly inside her dripping-wet vagina as she moaned, thinking about her son.
She looked at herself in the mirror and felt she was looking at a completely different person. The person she knew she was would have never thought about this sin in a million years. But the person that looked back from the mirror reflection was the exact opposite.
She had her son’s brief up in her face. Her breasts heaved with each deep sniff. Her legs were spread apart, with one leg resting on the toilet, her exposed shaved vagina getting fingered mercilessly by her hand. She looked like a whore, who needed a cock desperately.
But she was a sinful whore masturbating thinking about her son’s cock. She looked at her expressions in the mirror and moaned further, calling out her son’s name. Soon, with a huge tremble, she cum. Waves of cum exploded out of her pussy, drenching her crotch and dripping down her legs.
She panted and wept. She was continuously asking forgiveness from her God for the sinful thoughts she had been acting upon for the past few days.
Bharti looked in the mirror, and a panting middle-aged woman of 39 looked back at her. Her skin was fair, with long thick hairs, a beautiful pair of shaped 34 DD breasts, a flat tummy, clean shaved pussy and thick thighs.
She had tears rolling down her face. She returned to her true senses after masturbating and cumming into the thoughts of getting fucked by her son. Her son’s used briefs lay on the washroom floor.
She slowly regained her composure. She put that away and turned on the shower. She rubbed herself continuously, wanting to remove the dirt from her mind and cleanse herself. But the damage was already done.
Bharti was a dutiful wife to her husband, Supriyo. Although she had taken a few cocks apart from Supriyo’s, those were all with her husband’s approval. Her husband used to swap wives with his friends. Those adventures led Bharti to experience different cocks in her vagina.
But her loyalty always stayed with Supriyo. She never went behind his back to lust for someone else. She knew her husband slept with multiple women every week. But she never had any problems with that. Her husband allowed her to choose her partner, with whom she wanted to sleep, on those wife-swap nights.
Bharti dressed in her usual traditional attire after the bath and did her daily puja rituals. She went back to her daily household chores. But her mind kept shifting back to her son’s cock from time to time.
She cursed herself for entering her son’s room in the morning 10 days back without knocking. Unknowingly her eyes fell on his morning wood. Her son, Shantanu, was fast asleep, but his cock was up. The high testosterone was evident when Bharti felt the cock would burst out of his pajamas.
She stopped in her tracks and forgot why she was in his room in the first place. Her body perspired uncontrollably in the fully air-conditioned room as she felt tremendous heat generating from inside her. Bharti quietly sat on the bed edge and looked at the rock-hard dent.
Without thinking, she freed the monster from its captivity. A thick 8-inch monster stood before her eyes, pulsating, with veins popping out. Bharti gasped and somehow controlled herself not to wake up her son. With bated breath, she slowly held her son’s manhood.
She was instantly mesmerized by its sheer size and girth. She could barely hold it in one hand. She looked at it for some time, panting hard, feeling as if her heart would pop out. Controlling herself from not doing anything silly, Bharti immediately put the cock back inside the pajamas and left the room.
Ever since that day, she found herself getting drawn sexually toward her son. Finding herself go weak in her knees in front of him, wanting to be in his arms. She dreamed of his cock pushing itself inside his first home, Bharti’s womb.
Shantanu came home from college and greeted his mother in his usual cheerful way. But Bharti felt uneasy. Her uneasiness slowly started to get her son’s attention. But he dismissed it, thinking it must be something else.
Bharti prayed and hoped that her incest feelings would eventually fade away. But as time passed, her uneasiness only grew. Soon her masturbation, thinking about her son, went from daily to multiple times a day. The more she cum, the hornier she becomes.
Her demeanor changed completely, and she started showing her skin and assets to her son. The sexual tension she felt whenever she was alone with her son was unbearable. Only masturbation calmed her down.
She looked more like the woman in the mirror. She slowly sank into the world of lust for her son and could do nothing about it. Bharti wanted to fight her inner demon. But secretly, she started visiting her son daily while he was asleep.
The more she touched his rock-hard cock, the more her pussy dripped. She thought she would go mad if she were not fucked by her son repeatedly. So, she decided to make a move.
One morning, Bharti went to her son’s room. Shantanu was asleep. Bharti wore just her open nightgown without anything underneath. She stood before her son as her eyes fell on his cock. It was up, as usual, inviting Bharti’s touch.
She sat on the bed and freed it. Out popped the monster, pulsating and breathing fire as she slowly took it in her hands. She grabbed it with both hands and examined the beautiful piece of meat her son had been blessed with.
“It will be disrespectful not to worship this cock,” Bharti thought. She prayed to her God to forgive her for the sin she was about to commit. Without thinking further, she bent forward and opened her mouth to taste the monster.
Her mouth could barely hold the cock as she choked on her son’s cock. Her saliva dripped from her mouth onto the cock. She continued fucking her mouth with the monster’s cock.
She felt her son twitch, but she continued what she had started. She knew there was no going back and decided to become whatever her son thought of her – a whore, a slut, a bad mother. But she also knew that if she didn’t get to fuck her son’s cock, she would go insane.
“What are you doing, Ma?” asked Shantanu in horror as he woke up to find his mother licking his cock.
Shantanu was stunned to find his mother sucking his cock. He felt an unusual sensation that he had never experienced before. Unable to control, a soft moan escaped his mouth, making his mother aware that he was awake. Bharti was unfazed as she continued choking on his huge erect dick.
She kept her eyes closed, unable to look into her son’s face while she hungrily continued devouring his cock. Shantanu could see his mother’s head bob up and down his dick with her eyes closed as she continuously moaned while sucking his cock in ecstasy and pleasure.
Shantanu was not a virgin by any standards, having had multiple partners himself but feeling his mother’s lips wrapped around his cock was an entirely different experience. He had always wanted to spend a quality night with his mother alone. But he was always afraid of making any move.
He was guilty himself of imagining his mother on multiple occasions while making love to other women. He had found those sessions steamier than he had ever experienced before. He would often peek secretly at his mother’s exposed skin and assets through her sarees.
He touched them playfully while being cautious of not making her aware of his true intentions. He gently placed his hand over his mother’s bobbing head, caressing her thick hair. She felt at ease with his reciprocating touch, allowing her to relax her body.
They both consented and reciprocated their feelings without uttering a single word. Her pussy leaked as she felt her son’s cock throb inside her mouth. She knew he was about to climax, and she increased her intensity. Shantanu’s hips moved automatically. He was fucking his mother’s mouth as they both adjusted to one another’s movement.
“Maa… aaa I… I…” Words failed to come out of his mouth as his entire body shook. He wanted to stop his mother before it was too late, but his body was not in his control anymore. He grabbed onto the bedsheet with one hand and pulled Bharti’s hair with the other while his hips moved on their own.
His cock went deep inside his mother’s mouth and hit her throat, making her gag. Bharti didn’t flinch and kept her mouth open, placing her hands on the bed for support and letting her son fuck her mouth with full freedom. Unable to control himself further, Shantanu shot a huge load inside his mother’s mouth.
He kept cumming and was surprised to see the volume of cum his cock shot. Bharti felt a burst of cum shooting out of her son’s cock and hitting the base of her throat. She wrapped her lips around the spitting monster and took it inside her mouth. She gulped the cum and felt the hot semen flowing down her throat.
Shantanu kept cumming. Bharti kept gulping until his cock stopped throbbing before going back to its limp state. A few drops of cum leaked through her mouth and fell on his crotch. She licked her son’s cock clean once it stopped cumming and finally released it from her mouth.
Bharti finally lifted her head and looked at her son’s face. Shantanu was panting with his eyes closed. His hands were still on her head, his palm resting on her forehead. Her hair had come loose out of her bun and fell over her face. He lifted his face to look at her mother’s face through her disheveled hair.
He moved her hair aside to reveal her beautiful face looking straight at him. Her sindoor and bindi smeared across her forehead. The room was still dark. The only source of light came from the air conditioner. Their eyes had adjusted to the luminescence.
They could both see the satisfaction in the other person’s eyes. Their eyes met. Although no words were spoken, they both understood that whatever happened between them could never get out of that room.
The world would not understand how they felt. A love that had to stay a secret till the last breath of their lives.
Bharti got up and sat upright, resting her ass on her legs. A few drops of cum leaked from her lips and trickled down her chin, falling on her exposed breasts. “Ma, sleep with me here tonight,” muttered Shantanu, mesmerized by his mother’s sexual appeal.
A smile ran across Bharti’s face. It felt as if she was hearing her heart’s desire coming from her son’s mouth. She nodded and stripped her nightgown to expose herself completely in front of her son. Without uttering a single word, she crawled beside her son and lay beside him.
Shantanu stripped himself naked before lying next to his mother. He touched his mother’s flat tummy and got closer to her. He went closer to Bharti, exploring his mother’s naked body with his bare hands. With every touch, bolts of electric spark ran across their bodies in the dead silence of the night.
Bharti twitched as her son slowly held her firm 34DD breasts. His hands felt wanting for her breasts for ages while Bharti’s body reacted violently. Shantanu slowly put his lips over her breasts and sucked her perky nipples.
The same mouth had sucked on the same breasts countless times before when he was a baby. But it was a completely different feeling on that occasion.
Her pussy burnt as her body felt restless. Her inner conscience constantly fought against her inner demon to stop her from sinking further into the deep abyss of sinful lust. She wanted to plead with her son to stop. But instead, she moaned while her son sucked her breasts.
Shantanu sensed his mother’s needs and moved his right hand toward her crotch. His hand left a blazing trail on her skin as it traveled towards its birth hole. Bharti twitched furiously as she panted heavily while her breasts heaved vigorously. His hands had reached her clit.
In desperation, she touched his hand. She wanted to stop it, but instead, she guided his hand toward her hole. Bharti used her fingers to guide two of her son’s fingers inside her burning pussy. Both mother and son moaned in unison. Their fingers went deep inside her pussy, drenching them in her flowing juices.
Shantanu could feel his mother’s pussy breathing fire. He fingered her pussy, stretching his birth hole, Bharti helping him in the act.
“Oh, God!” moaned Bharti. Her moan was out of pleasure and guilt of allowing her urges to get the better of her. She felt her son’s fingers under her fingers, sliding in and out of her love hole. She moaned and pressed Shantanu’s head on her heaving breasts as he continued fingering her pussy and sucking her breasts.
His lips sucked and pulled her areola while his wet tongue played with her nipples. His hands continuously fingered her cunt, pushing his fingers deep inside. Bharti felt overjoyed with lust and pleasure as she continued moaning and calling out her son’s name, albeit with lust.
Her body twisted and twitched, ruining the bedsheet beneath her as she succumbed further into the murky waters of lust and taboo. She knew she wouldn’t come back as the same person she was before from the sin she was about to commit.
But it was too late for her. She had accepted her fate already. She would wake up the next day, beside her son, as The Sinful Mother. Bharti caught her son’s hair and pulled his head towards her face. Dawn was slowly breaking in, and their faces were visible to each other a lot brighter.
They looked into each other’s eyes before their lips touched. Their tongues clashed, and their breath mixed while their lips moved around lustfully. They kissed sloppily and hungrily while their fingers continued sliding in and out of her pussy.
They explored each other’s mouths, pushing their tongue as deep as they could. All the barriers between a mother and son ceased to exist.
Bharti broke her kiss and pleaded, “Take me, son. Take your mother and make love to me. This pussy aches for your cock.”
“Take me, son. Take your mother and make love to me. This pussy aches for your cock,” pleaded the sinful mother yearning for her own son’s cock.
The room was a lot brighter as the sun was close to rising. The window above the bed had a few drops of dew. The air in the room felt heavy, thanks to the steamy bodies of both Bharti and Shantanu.
Bharti’s messy face and sensual expressions looked mesmerizing as both mother and son were engrossed in intense lovemaking. The air conditioner was a blessing in disguise as their body perspired profusely.
Bharti’s body gleamed as the first rays of sun broke through the window illuminating the room and making their moist bodies glisten. She had already cum. Drenching her and Shantanu’s fingers, her crotch, and the bedsheet underneath with her womanly juices.
Her moist bosom heaved frantically as her son rubbed his body against her. He pulled out his hands from his mother’s vagina to taste his mother’s cum. Bharti felt Shantanu’s cock saluting her in its full glory. His cock pressed against her lower abdomen dangerously, threatening to rip through her from the outside.
She adjusted her hips to place his cock between her meaty thighs. The hot rod burnt her thighs. She felt a chill run down her spine, causing her moist body to get goosebumps. Her heart raced as she envisioned his cock entering his mother’s tight cunt.
Shantanu felt intense heat radiating from his mother’s pussy on his cock. Her juices felt like molten lava dripping on his cock, making his cock grow further between her crotch. He felt uneasy and wanted to rip his mother apart. He kissed her violently, kneading her firm breasts with his strong hands.
Bharti loved the intensity with which her son was enjoying her body. The bedsheet underneath was completely drenched in their sweat and felt like a burning pit on Bharti’s back. She pushed her son down on the bed before getting up and sitting on his belly upright.
The room shone brightly. Bharti’s breasts looked huge while her wet cunt rubbed against her son’s belly. She arched her back to tie her hair into a bun, freeing her back from the burning sensation. Her womanly curves looked alluring as sweat dripped down her throat and raced between her deep cleavage.
Shantanu thanked his stars for getting to see his creator right in front of his eyes. Bharti bent forward, smiling as she slowly kissed her son’s bare chest. She licked the sweat off his chest before circling her tongue around his erect nipples. Shantanu moaned ecstatically as his mother’s tongue explored his body.
He grabbed her meaty thighs before drifting his hands toward her peachy ass. His hands kneaded his mother’s ass with all their strength. His mother slowly traveled toward his lips with her tongue. As Bharti’s lips touched his lips, he inserted his fingers inside her ass.
She bit his lips hard before releasing them with a loud moan. She kissed him passionately while he pulled his mother’s ass cheeks apart with his strong hands. He spanked her ass with one hand while playing with her anus with the other as Bharti panted with excitement.
The perfect spanks on her soft peachy ass felt like thunderbolts as they shook the tiny amount of fat around her hips. “Harder! Harder!” moaned Bharti as she enjoyed the spankings on her ass. It was Bharti’s biggest turn-on, a manly hand spanking her to dominate her.
She had already lost all shame when she entered her son’s room to taste his cock. But the spankings slowly turned her into her son’s submissive whore. Bharti kissed her son aggressively as his constant spankings left her ass cheeks sore. He stopped the spanks to explore her back.
He slowly moved his hands over her soft, moist skin. She felt her pussy itching for his cock. Shantanu wrapped his hands around his mother and pulled her closer to himself, crushing her boobs over his bare chest. His hands massaged her back, making her hornier while she continued kissing her son’s lips.
Shantanu turned over, placing Bharti on the bed in one swift motion, and pinned her down, holding her hands apart. She was completely under his control and submitted herself before her son. He kissed and licked her sweaty body, making her squirm in ecstasy.
His tongue moved viciously down her throat, along her heaving cleavage, and resting near her navel, circling it. He let go of her hands and grabbed her thighs, spreading them apart. His head finally paused near the entrance to his mother’s heavenly body, her vagina.
Bharti’s pussy had symmetrically shaped labia with the extra skin protruding outwards. It looked like a fresh morning flower, covered with two leafy petals, ready to open and pollinate. Shantanu gently rubbed his mother’s cunt with his thumb. She twitched and shut her eyes.
Shantanu slowly entered his mother’s forbidden hole with his middle finger. The pussy instantly started lubricating on its own. She bit her lower lip and let out a soft moan. Her huge breasts were heaving up and down, his head moving closer to her pussy.
He saw his mother’s glistening pussy and used his thumb to part the extra skin revealing his gorgeous birth hole. Her pulsating pussy glistened and looked alive. Shantanu couldn’t control himself but sniff his mother’s pussy, making her open her eyes.
Her strong womanly smell emitting out of her cunt triggered his primal male instincts to take over, making him hornier. Shantanu’s constant penetrative stares at his mother’s pussy, caused Bharti to blush.
“Don’t stare like that. J… Just put it in,” requested Bharti. “But Ma, your pussy is so beautiful,” replied Shantanu. He used his tongue and licked the extra skin around her vagina, sending shockwaves across her body.
She shrieked while her eyes closed and her head dropped backward. She caressed her boobs with one hand and held his head with the other. “Oh, Shantanu! You make me weak,” moaned Bharti. No other man had ever admired her vagina as her son did.
She spread her legs further, exposing her cunt for her son to explore more. His tongue slid inside his birth hole like a slithering snake as Bharti squealed like a bitch. She had become the woman in the mirror. Her son’s tongue explored her sinful hole, making her shiver with lust and joy.
Bharti was now eager to have her son inside her. “Stop this teasing, son. Please fuck me. Please fuck your mother and stop her from going insane,” Bharti pleaded with her son like a cheap slut. Shantanu positioned himself on top of his mother as he held her hands over her head.
She waited with bated breath, her breasts heaving. He placed his knees near her thighs and pushed his hips closer toward his mother. His cock slowly pocked her clit while he held her legs apart with his knees. Her pussy pulsated, waiting to devour the monster about to enter its territory.
Shantanu entered his mother, slowly impaling her vagina, pushing her vaginal walls aside as his cock went deep inside. Bharti moaned, shrieked, and panted as her son’s blazing hot cock stretched her insides to its max. By far, it was the biggest cock that had entered her vagina.
She could not be more proud of her son. Shantanu’s cock explored every inch of the place from where he had come out. It felt like a sin as well as horny at the same time. He fucked her like an animal, slowly picking up pace.
His cock slid into her hole like a slippery snake, rattling her vaginal walls. It made her lose her mind as she surrendered herself to his mercy. The sinful sex of her son’s cock drilling her cunt, made Bharti lose control over her orgasm. It hadn’t been more than two minutes since he was inside her.
Bharti already felt a familiar convulsion in her loins. Her labia throbbed, and her insides clenched. She had attained her second orgasm of the day already. It was not intense. Her discharges spilled out instead of a squirting climax coating her son’s cock profusely. Bharti was left unsatisfied.
On the other hand, Shantanu was happy to see and feel his mother’s warm juices drenching his groin and rolling down the sides, releasing her smell. He looked at her from the top. She was lying down with her huge breast wide open, and her eyes closed in ecstasy.
Her huge boobs were perfectly balanced like two heavy milk bags on a heavenly milf body. Her moist body glistened under the sunlight from above. “I want to ride you, son,” Bharti said, finally opening her eyes.
Shantanu lay down on the bed as Bharti climbed over her son and positioned herself over his cock. She dropped herself slowly over her son’s cock, allowing him to penetrate her again. The cum drenched cock slid effortlessly.
Once completely impaled, she sat still, with her eyes closed, savoring her son’s entry one more time. Slowly she bobbed on her son’s cock, placing her hands on his thighs for support, riding like a cowgirl while he moaned in pleasure. Her hair freed itself from the bun and went haywire.
She arched her back and dropped her head backward, making her hair fall freely behind her. She bounced on her son’s cock like a free spirit while her hair danced uncontrollably. Shantanu was reduced to a mere spectator watching his gorgeous mother grinding his cock like a wild cougar.
Her huge breasts bounced freely while drops of sweat formed all over her body, making her look fresh as morning dew. Bharti happily devoured her son’s cock with her pulsating cunt as she submitted herself to her sinful lust. At that point, it felt everything had ceased to exist.
Bharti was enjoying the taboo sex of her life and bounced on top of his cock, not caring a thing in this world. Her head was dropped behind while her moans hit the roof. With each land, her body shook violently, indicating the impact.
The faster and harder the impact, the more her body shook and the louder she moaned. The sun shone bright, illuminating the entire room with its bright light. The sun’s rays reflected off her sweaty body, and her body glistened. Bharti shone! She looked like a Sex Goddess at work.
Shantanu fell into complete hypnosis, looking at his mother fucking him. Her outstretched vagina wrapped around his erect meat and traveled up to its tip before engulfing it, all in one swift motion. Before that day, he had never known a woman could enjoy riding a cock with that intensity.
Soon he felt his stamina was nearing the finish line. He didn’t want it to end that soon, but his body could no longer hold further. “I am about to cum!” he said. She didn’t respond. She was still in her trance state. Pounding him, her boobs bouncing up and down while still moaning at the top of her voice.
“Ma! I AM ABOUT TO CUM!” he shouted and caught her waist. Bharti finally slowed and then paused to look down. Her unruly thick hair fell over her perspiring face. Her son said softly, “I am about to cum, ma.” She smiled and said, “Me too!”.
Shantanu wasn’t sure about releasing his semen inside his mother, but Bharti had already surrendered herself to him. She started grinding her son again. She placed her hands on his chest while only moving her hips to travel the full length of his shaft.
Her pussy squeezed her son’s cock, making it throb uncontrollably. He felt she desperately wanted him to cum inside his mother. Bharti held her climax until she felt her son’s cock throb violently. Both mother and son climaxed at the same time.
Shantanu’s cock fired shots after shot like a blazing machine gun as her pussy exploded, releasing her juices like tsunami waves. Their sperms clashed inside her vagina, making her moan and pant uncontrollably. His warm hot semen hit the deepest depth of her womb.
She fell on top of her son like a breathing mannequin. Shantanu could now feel his back burning and the entire bed sheet covered in sweat. Shantanu’s cock was still inside his mother as they snuggled each other lovingly. Bharti kept her head on her son’s pounding chest, and a satisfied smile crossed her face.
Shantanu’s limp cock popped out of her vagina, spilling cum from her pussy onto his cock, trickling down his crotch and onto the bed. Their bodies, drenched in sweat, slowly started cooling down. Bharti lifted her face to plant a kiss on his lips.
“Thank you, son. You are a good boy,” said Bharti. He hugged his mother and turned towards his side, facing his mother, to free his back from the wet bedsheet and relieve himself from the burning sensation. He fell asleep in that position, tired and satisfied.
Bharti couldn’t sleep as a million thoughts raced through her mind. She feared she had lost the respect of her son post their coitus. As her son slept peacefully, Bharti got out of his bed.
She looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw the real Bharti staring back at her. Her messy hair, her son’s cum dripping out of her cunt. Her sindoor and bindi smeared across her forehead all pointed toward her dishonor. She felt guilty, but it was already too late. She had become a sinful mother.
As she left the room, she took one glance at her son. His peaceful, satisfied face brought a smile across her face. She cleaned herself, prayed to her God for forgiveness, and returned to her duty as a dutiful wife and mother.
Shantanu woke up to find his mother gone. He felt guilty but decided to face his mother with a straight face. It was late afternoon. He put on a boxer and went out of his room, looking for his mother. Noise and movements from the kitchen indicated that Bharti was busy with household chores.
He went straight to the kitchen to see his mother washing utensils. She was draped in her traditional saree and looked clean. He greeted her respectfully and then kissed her on the cheek.
She responded positively and requested he get comfortable at the dining table. Lunch was served, and they ate their fill. Not a word was spoken about their questionable incident. They both relaxed as they understood the importance of safeguarding a secret for the greater good.
Shantanu took a shower to freshen up and headed towards the washroom after taking his mother’s permission to excuse him. He entered the washroom and removed his boxer. He turned on the shower, not bothering to lock the door behind him.
As the cold water fell over his body, he felt the washroom door open behind him. Bharti’s hands caught his cock from behind as her breasts crushed against his back. “I hope you don’t mind if your ma showers with you,” asked Bharti.
They had made peace with the fact that they were more than mother and son. They were taboo lovers. He turned around, smiling to face his beautiful naked mother as the water coated their bodies, drenching them.
“It will be my pleasure, ma,” replied Shantanu as he caught her by her waist and pulled her closer.
The end of this page of a mother’s diary.
Bharti will return…
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