Forbidden Lust: The son tells the story of his slut mother (True story)

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“I will Mom. I am…” He grunted, suddenly removing the whole length of his steely dick and thrusting it right into the horny mother’s steamy twat in one motion.

“Oooooh, Deen…” Moaned the cock hungry mother, delirious with lust. Her pussy, thighs and hips responded with awakened incestuous vigor. She heaved her hips upwards to met every pistoning thrust of the young stud. She opened and closed the clasp of her fleshy thighs against his hips in a wanton display of extreme arousal.

“Fuck me Deen, fuck me hard dear. Fuck me like you always wanted.

Deen’s head was reeling and his heart was pounding. What he had seen shocked him to start with. He saw an unruly man, dark and powerful, manhandle his beautiful mother, pump into her pussy roughly, mash her fleshy body all over and finally spew his hot cum deep inside her belly. And all along she not only liked it but loved and craved for it. The fact that she didn’t mind going through it with her son in the house made his heart beat faster with the realization that his mom was indeed a lusty and sex starved woman. Worse still, she simply loved getting fucked like a bitch. While on all fours, with the grocer’s hard dick pistoning in and out of her steamy twat, she hardly looked the loving Mom who cared for him and his little brother. Nor did she look like the mysterious tease that coaxed and cajoled his dick into ultra hard erections with her revealing style of dressing day in and day out. Instead she looked every inch a horny slut who craved loud and adulterous sex and loved only those things that spelt C-O-C-K. But gradually his shock turned to awe, his contempt turned to understanding and his jealousy turned to lust. His young brain related her behavior to the inability and foul behavior of his drunkard father, who even Deen felt, didn’t deserve a ripe and luscious beauty like his Mom in his life. The sight of her shameless ecstasy while getting fucked royally by a stranger only served to make him realize the full potential of his beautiful mother’s sexuality and the extent of her rightful bodily needs. His heart reached out compassionately towards his mother with a soft corner. So did his dick – with a hard on.

Suddenly in one swift motion, he clutched his burgeoning cock and pumped it vigorously like a man possessed. He came in less than twenty strokes – so powerful was his surge of passion for his sexy Mom. Even after ejaculation his dick merely registered a pause but not a droop. He quickly resumed his dick pumping and this time the images of the grocer balling his cock hungry mother were more vivid and telling. With equal intensity he spewed his sperm all around him in the bathroom, gasping at the monumental arousal that had beset him. As he relaxed he realized that he related to his beautiful mother more than ever before. He desired to see her happy. He loved to see her glowing and satisfied. He loved to see her getting fucked.

Through the keyhole, Deen looked out into the living room. He was in time to see his well fucked Mom trudge slowly into the bedroom with just her flimsy blouse on, holding her sheer saree in one hand. Her asscheeks shook and swayed as she walked, making his mouth water.” Now those full cheeks could do with some rough treatment”, he empathized. He also wondered how his Mom would take to a sound spanking by his Dad in case he found out that his beautiful, desirable wife was indeed a sex crazed vixen.

Deen moved slowly out of the bathroom and headed for his mother’s bedroom. He stopped at the door and soundlessly peeped into the room. Manya had merely spread the transparent blue saree all over her full body and was lying on her back. Her hand rested just below her abdomen and was occasionally caressing her pussy. Deen thought he heard some occasional purring sounds. Her nipples poked right out of her still sweaty blouse as Manya reflected on the morning’s events. She was pleasured no doubt and also enjoyed it to the hilt. But she couldn’t help wondering how easily she had surrendered to the grocer, not once but twice. She was an easy lay, and her actions proved it. She thanked her stars that her son Deen was out of sight. “Deen”, she said loudly.

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