Fucked my Innocent Mommy
Hi guys, this is a story that happened between me and my mother when I was in college.
Firstly about my sex bomb mom, she is 51 now. Fair and she will look like a cinema star. I bet she would’ve turned into a big heroine if she had gone down that path.
I started lusting for her 4 or 5 years back when I was studying in junior college. She was innocent then. I used to keep mobiles in the changing room and record her. But my mom is very conservative. So she will wear a blouse and only then come out from the bathroom.
I used to sleep next to her in bed. So everyday I waited for her to sleep. Then I put my hands on her naked hips and caress. I would be very cautious not to wake her up. I would slowly caress her hip and sometimes kiss it too. Bad luck when she doesn’t wear saree.
In those times, I will see her smooth white legs and kiss and lick it. All this stopped when I got too horny and did this for a long time. She found out. But when she tried to wake me up I acted like I was in deep sleep and escaped.
I find it funny now because nowadays she puts hands on me first. She would be itching to have my father and brother go out of the house so that she can fuck with me. Sometimes I’ll go and rub her from behind standing in the kitchen while my father and brother are sleeping.
She would moan and say, “Ajay, go away. Somebody will see.”
“What will they see? I’m just standing behind you? We will be caught if I do this…” saying that I would put my hand from behind and hold her boobs.
“No. No. We will be caught only if you do like this,” saying that my mom would keep hands on top of my hands and press it and let out a good moan. That is all I needed. I would start to squeeze her breasts for some time.
I would force my hands into the bra opening her nighty zip and pinch her nipples – heavenly feel. She will moan and say, “Ajay enough, I have work.”
She very well knows what I will do if she talks when I’m squeezing her boobs. I will turn her around, hug her tight and ask, “What is enough, Saro? Is this ok?” and start sucking her lips for long time till she pants as she is old.
“Stop it, Ajay. One day I’m going to die kissing you,” she would say and laugh. I will get angry, “Don’t you dare say like that ever,” and give a hard slap on her butt. She will cry a bit. It will be more of a moan and laugh, “Ok, sorry chellam(dear).”
Ok. I went far ahead. Getting back to the story. After she almost caught me, I started being cautious for sometime but again continued this. I would be waiting to be alone with her. I started showing my erect dick in my shorts in front of her whenever we are alone.
She noticed twice or thrice. I used to stand close with her and caress her boobs sometimes in the name of helping her. I definitely knew she is aware of all my act. Sometimes she used to stare at my dick when it is erect. But she will feel shy and turn away.
One Sunday we were alone. I got the courage that I should make a move today. As usual like all moms, she was asking me to go take a bath. But as I was horny, I said,”You also haven’t taken a bath. Come let’s bathe together.” That’s all. She started the drama, my drama queen.
She said, “What are you talking? Did you think it’s just your mom. So you can ask anything? Did you even think about you dad? How will he feel?” And she scolded me for sometime. I was afraid and started to act as a good boy.
My mom is like a small child at heart always. So she was impressed by my change and liked me even more. I definitely am sure she too had the interest when she kept eyes on my erect dick in shorts. But she was just afraid.
After she believed me, I again took my chance and put my hands on her in bed from behind. So she didn’t move away. I just moved my body close to her without a gap. I wrapped my arm around. I think she too was in mood that day so she didn’t avoid me. But I was afriad to make a move.
So I just lay like that. She got up after sometime and moved away since it was early morning. I did feel bad for missing the chance. Then one day my father went to my grandpa’s hometown for a function. My brother was on a tour with friends. This was my chance but I didn’t plan it.
Surprisingly my mom had anticipated my move and started overacting. This turned me on more. Look what my drama queen did. This is the most favourite episode of my life.
There were two rooms and she easily could’ve gone in and locked the door. But she stayed with me in the hall and slept on the sofa. She knows I will sleep on the floor since it’s summer. So when I switched off the light, she said, “Why are you turning off the light, da? Turn it on.”
She covered herself purposefully. This turned me on.
“Mom, you know I don’t want lights. If you’re afraid come down and lie near me.”
She said, “No. No, its ok”
“Ma, it’s ok. Don’t act too much. Just come and lie down.”
“Ok. But you should keep quiet and sleep. Ok?”
I was like, “Bitch, what are you expecting me to do,” in my mind. Aloud, I said ok. She came and laid down. Slowly I moved close to her. And I tried to put my hands on her.
“I know you will do this, ” she told but I’m sure she was smiling.
So I didn’t care. “Ma. It’s usual. Just sleep.”
Since my mom and I were alone for the night and my mom already knows about my evil intentions, the situation got hot for real. So far I managed to put my arm on my mom’s curvy body. She is old but still curvy and bang-able. I still remember she was wearing a nighty that day.
I kept my hands on her hip. It was hot since it was summer. As my mom was overacting I became suspicious that today might be the chance and started my moves. Slowly, I moved my hand above. I could feel the bra strap within. As it was summer both of us were sweating despite the fan running.
Fortunately, the fan had a repair and it helped me. I slid my hands on her bareback on the open surface. She started her drama, “This is why I told you to sleep Ajay. What are you doing? I’m your mom.”
“I didn’t do much, mom.”
“What? So you want to do more to?”
“No, mom, just swiped the sweat on your back. You were sweating,” saying that I wiped across her whole back whichever area was bare. She let out a moan saying, “Oh! Wherever sweat us there, you will wipe. Haan? Just sleep quietly.”
“Why not mom? See here is your inner. I can feel it. Maybe this area will make you sweaty”
“Stop it, Ajay. What now? Are you going to put your hand inside to wipe sweat?”
“Nice idea, mom,” saying so I slid my hand inside and caressed her back everywhere including bra straps.
“Enough, Ajay,” she wriggled away.
“This is fun.” I went nearer and again put my hands on her.
She gave a fake sigh, “This is why I said I’ll sleep alone.”
“No. Sleep with me”
“Mind your words, Ajay.”
“Mind your body, mom,” and again I slid my hands inside and started going to the front this time. She moaned “What now, monkey?”
“Ma, this is tight in front let me release the pressure.” Saying so I started pressing and squeezing around her boobs.
“Ajay! What are you doing?” her drama grew weak.
“Just relax, mom,” I kept on squeezing her boobs like dough.
This reminds me of kneading dough. At times, in present, my mom will be kneading the dough for chappati. She will be all sweaty. If I’m lucky, we will be alone. So I go behind and tell her
“You are all sweaty, Saro,” putting hands on her shoulder as my mom stands in her saree.
“No need. Don’t need your help.”
“I will,” and gently caress her bare hips from the sides to the front navel ending a finger inside her navel button.
“Now I know why you ask chapati all the time.”
“Go away. I’m kneading dough.”
“Me too,” saying that I’ll take my hand up to her boobs and started kneading the boobs.
“Is this your dough?”
“Shh. Keep kneading. I’ll stop when you stop,” closing my eyes. l keep on squeezing and squeezing. Slowly taking my hand inside her blouse. I’ll knead her bare boobs like dough. My mom knows very well that asking chapati is a signal for action and removes her bra purposely.
My mom having eyes closed moans and slowly kneads the dough taking a long time. Reaching a high state, I whisper in her ears. “Saro, when will chapati be ready?”
“Do you really want chappati?” she replies in a husky voice. Kneading continues. “Something is poking in my blouse. Attend that first.”
“Oh, this?” I catch both ber nipples and pinch and squeeze them.
“Saro, paal venum. (I want milk)”
“After chapati. Ok?”
“Ok.” kneading continues.
But back in my first experience, the kneading was different as I squeezed her boobs lying next to her,
“Ajay. Stop it,” saying that she wriggled away. I didn’t leave her. Girls always love men putting the extra effort which is no different in my mom’s case who is a child at heart.
“I’ll forgive you for this okay? You cannot catch me. I’ve come this far,” she would laugh just lying a few feet away.
“What if I catch you?” saying that I went near and put hands on her ass this time.
“Idiot. What do you think? You know which all places I sweat?”
“Yes”
“See. This is the place where I sweat more” she lifted her arm and pointed at her armpit. Without thinking I went for her armpit all in a sudden and licked it over the cloth.
“What? Ajay!’
Since her nighty was almost sleeveless, I just rolled it and started licking her bare armpit.
“Sorry, mom. Couldn’t control.”
“Oh, I know. That’s why I’m going to the bedroom. You can’t do anything there,” saying that in a flirty way she went inside. I followed her like a dog and started poking my dick on her ass.
“You started already?” she smiled looking away.
“Yes.”
She laid on the bed. I again laid next to her still poking.
“You came here too? Take the bedsheet.”
I took the bedsheet and wrapped both of us into one. We were lying facing each other.
“Ajay. We didn’t even switch on the fan it’s sweaty. I don’t know what you will do.”
My mom looked beautiful in that dim light.
“Enough talking, Saro,” saying that I went in for the kiss. I lip-locked with her. And sucked her mouth.
As the kiss ended, “Ajay. What is this? First my name. Then kiss. What did you think?”
“Stop talking so much. I love you and I’ll only show what I think like kissing.”
“Ok. I’m not talking hereafter,” saying that she laughed and smiled like a teenager. From that point, there was no looking back. I threw away the bedsheet and removed my t-shirt and tracks.
I still had my underwear. She responded to everything with just shocking expressions and moans. I again rolled her nighty arms and started licking her armpits like there is no tomorrow.
“Ajay. Do you want milk?”
I was enjoying Saro in bed. But I continuously heard her voice, “Ajay, do you want milk?”
As I rubbed my eyes and opened it, Saro darling was standing in a sexy red saree after her bath. Her hair was tied in a bun with a towel around it. It was still wet, and the dripping water made the blouse wet.
It was a holiday for me. She placed her hand on my body, shook me and asked again, “Do you want milk?” I broke out of my trance, observing her sexy body.
I found her blushing and smiling like a new bride. I calmly enquired her where dad and brother were. She replied, shyly smiling, that they had already left for work and college.
It was one of our perfect days. I held her hand and immediately pulled her onto the bed. She fell with her breasts and upper body on top of me. I heaved her whole body, and she was completely resting on me now.
I kept my hands on her boobs and said, “Yes, paal venum.” (I want milk.) She was startled and replied, “Chee…go get ready. Anyways we have all day for that. You will get it when you brush your foul-smelling mouth first.”
I smiled and enquired, “Which mouth?” I held her face, caressed it and started our liplock. It was a long smooch, and it felt great to start a day with it. My tongue was exploring her lips.
After a few seconds, she gave in and started to slurp my lips with her tongue. We increased our hugging intensity as we were almost drool-kissing each other. She broke the kiss saying, “Chi pothum poda…morning, eh? You started your naughty work. I’m leaving. You go get ready.”
As she turned hastily, her pallu was caught in my hand her saree began undraping. It was an awesome view. She turned her head to see what had happened. The undraped saree left her boobs in her bra exposed. Naughty Saro knew how to dress when we were alone.
Looking at her ass, breasts and seductive face in one frame turned me on even more. There was no leaving her now. I got ready to pounce on her.
Oops. Sorry, dear readers. I fast-forwarded a bit again. All this was possible because of that awesome night when we first slept together. There was no looking back after my mom said, “Ok. I’m not talking hereafter.”
I was in my underwear, and she was in her pink satin short sleeve nighty. As I said, I rolled up her sleeve and licked her armpits. It was erotic, and mom got horny in the heat of the moment.
She moaned, pushed me away and looked at me, shocked and horny at the same time. I used her state of shock to my advantage. I went down on her, lifted her nighty to her hips and removed her panty. I gently caressed her pussy which had trimmed hair.
“Ahh. Ajay venam. (Ajay, don’t),” Saro moaned. I looked straight into her eyes and bent down. I licked her pussy from bottom to top like the first lick of ice cream.
It was the best feeling!
Her hands were swaying behind her head as I kept licking her pussy. I wanted her to cum even before we started doing anything. Her pussy tasted a bit sour but in a good way.
I slid my tongue along the length of her pussy and inserted it inside now and then. I spread her pussy lips and reached however far possible with my tongue. I licked and went deeper with every lick.
My mom closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure. It was all music to my ears and gave me a different high. I felt like I had conquered the world. She squeezed my head and tried to push me, but I held her hands and kept them far.
I spat on her pussy and continued licking. She gave a slight screaming moan. Lick after lick. I loved her. She moaned and moaned and shouted, “Aah, varuthu da (It’s coming).” I gave her one last lick and positioned my tongue right in front of her pussy.
I stimulated it using my fingers. She cummed right inside my tongue and mouth. I drank till she cum and licked her pussy for leftovers.
I looked at her wiping away the few drops dripping from my mouth. Both of us had sweated profusely. She appeared hot in the dim blue street light that lit the room through the window.
I told her, “Thank you, mom. I wanted to do that for a long time.” I don’t know what came over her. But she had a stern face and gave me a tight slap on my face whilst still lying in the same pose.
Saro: Stop it, Ajay. There is a limit. It is my fault. I shouldn’t have let you do it.
She pushed me to the side and tried to get up. I thought about what had just happened. I tried to process everything and thought my luck ended with that pussy cum drinking. But something happened.
There was a nail in the bed. My mom’s nighty had got caught in it while, you know, our short and erotic play in the bed. As Saro got up, she gave me the most beautiful sight.
She didn’t notice the nail caught in her nighty. Since the night was soft, as she got up, it began tearing. Her whole body was visible. She was semi-naked in front of me, with her boobs exposed in a bra and her hips gleaming in sweat.
She realised it and stopped to look back, but it was too late. I was already standing near the bed when she pushed me. She had to go past me in that half-naked dress. So she stared at me, shocked and not knowing what would happen.
Meanwhile, my dick was already saluting her. I started praising my luck again. I smiled and looked at her hornily as she innocently looked at me but couldn’t speak a word.
There she stood with her nighty half torn, exposing her boobs in her bra. Her mangalsutra was seen in full glory, gliding from her neck and ending inside her deep cleavage.
Though I see it often, that first sight is still fresh in my memory. The nighty exposed her milky, white navel. It barely covered her panty with the torn half hanging over to the floor.
I thanked my luck. I held her navel and pinned her to the wall behind her to the side of the bed. I played with her navel looking into her eyes. In the heat of the moment, she didn’t know what to do.
I went in for the kiss. I kissed her cheeks and her lips. She resisted again.
Saro- (slight moaning and in between kisses) There is a limit to everything, Ajay.
Me- You cum in my mouth, and now talk about limits? You will be my first conquest.
Saro- (trying to push) What the…am I just a conquest to you? Go away.
Me- (increasing my kisses) Yes, I want to conquer you in bed
She got angry and pushed me away and tried to run. I held her bra, but she was running away. So one of her bra straps slid down her shoulder, exposing a bit more of her left boob.
She ran to the other bedroom, and I chased her. The torn pink, satin nighty kept falling. Only her bra remains as the nighty was already around her legs grazing the floor.
She tried to close the bedroom door. But I managed to get my hand through her navel and pinch her fair hips. She wriggled, and I slipped through as she closed the rest of the door.
Me- Thank you, Saro, for closing the door
Saro- Chi…I didn’t raise you to be a pervert, Ajay. I’m scared of you. Get out.
As she turned to open the door, I held her hand and pinned her to the wall. I wiped her wet pussy with my fingers and inserted the finger in my mouth slowly, looking into her eyes.
Me- Why are you scared? Saro. Why is your pussy so wet if you’re really scared?
Saro- Mind your language, Ajay. I am ashamed of you. I will never let you see me naked. Leave me.
Me- (laughing) Bitch, I’ve seen and tasted your pussy. I’ve seen and tasted your armpit. What is left? Don’t be funny, Saro.
She got angry and shouted, “How dare you call me a bitch?” trying to wriggle away.
Imagine your mom in front of you in a hot, black pushup bra with her nighty down on the ground. Her pussy was exposed with a bit of hair around it. She is sweating profusely, gleaming in the dim moonlight falling through the window.
You are holding her arms above her head with one of the straps hanging from her shoulders. Looking at her with full passion, the natural thing you would do is not let her go but fuck her. So that’s what I decided.
I liked her exposed armpits. I started licking her left armpit. It was so yummy. She had kept it clean. So I found it easy to lick her clean pit under her fair arm. I kept licking like a thirsty dog drinking sweet water. She didn’t know how to react and tried to continue our conversation.
Saro- (moaning from my armpit licking) No, Ajay. You’ve not seen everything. You’ve not seen my breasts. Save me some shame. Let me leave before that. Stop this nonsense
She tried to wriggle away. For some reason, she tried returning to being my mom and not my Saro. I didn’t have much time to think and did the first thing that came to my mind spontaneously. I removed my underwear, and my shaft sprung straight in full glory.
Me- Inga paru ma (see here)
I took her right hand and made it caress my hot dick.
Saro- Chi…leave me, idiot. You are a monster…
Me- Yes. You’re feeling my monster, Saro. Don’t you like it? Why did you remind me of your boobs, Saro? Now I have to see them too.
I didn’t let her hand leave my dick. I left her other arm, slid my left hand inside her bra, and squeezed her breasts. I took her nipples in between my fingers and pulled them. I took her boob out of her bra and kept kneading it. It was wonderful to feel her boob in my hand for the first time.
I leaned on her body and started kissing her. With me squeezing her boobs and nipples while making her hands caress my dick, my mom got horny again and started moaning slightly. I had her back in the zone.
I stopped the kiss leaned even closer to her ear, and whispered, “Shall we go to bed? Mommy?” Her voice had gone soft, and she just moaned, “Mmmmm.”
She turned towards the bed and started walking. I saw her fluffy, plump ass and gave a soft but firm slap on her butt. She turned her head to look at me but couldn’t say anything since she was already into the session. I didn’t take my hand and said, “Go on.”
Speaking of the session. Nowadays, whenever I know we will be alone at home, I leave the office early and text her, “Be ready for the session, Saro.” She will wear a sexy dress without any lingerie inside and get ready to greet me.
We start stripping each other right from the doorstep to our bedroom. While passionately smooching each other like dogs in heat. I play with her fluffy butt whenever I get a chance, and the first time was no different. She smiled naughtily and went and lay on the bed.
I jumped over her. I took the Swiss knife lying around on my table and cut the rest of the black bra, and threw them away. I had my mom naked under me. I asked her, “What should I taste next?” She looked at me hornily, saying, “Is there anything left to taste?” like an innocent girl on her first night.
Me- Yes. I tasted both of your lips, but my cock missed the action. It’s asking for more. Look here, Saro
I again placed her hand on my hot dick.
Saro- Chi, poda, you incessantly kept pestering and talking dirty to me. You finally convinced me to do these cheap dirty things. I feel bad about myself. I’m a bad mother.
I smiled at her and lay on her naked, completely hugging her naked body. I leaned in and started kissing her lips and spoke between intense liplock.
Me- Achoo. Don’t feel bad, Saro. You’re not a good mom. You’re a great mom. Only a great mom will let me kiss her this way while shagging my dick for me.
She started smiling.
Me- (continuing the smooching) This is the Saro I want.
It was finally time to fuck my mom. I waited on her for a long, and it paid off. I hugged and kissed and caressed her body everywhere. We rolled in the bed in the heat, passionate about each other’s bodies.
I wanted her bad, and I wanted her now. I wanted to lock myself inside her. I kissed her forehead till the toe, kissing her nose, cheeks, lips, neck, boobs, nipples, navel, belly button, thighs, knees, and legs.
I touched her pussy to ensure it was wet and gave a few smooth, leisurely licks looking at her moaning facial expression. I went back up and whispered, “Shall we be one?” She replied, “Whatever you want, Ajay.”
Me- That is my bitch. Ummah
I positioned my dick on her pussy lips and slid it inside while hugging her intensely. It slid with all the wetness. I pulled it back and again slid it further inside. I repeated till I found the right spot.
I looked at her to take in the sexy, moaning face she made. That made my heart and dick throb with a rush. I slid my hot dick into her hot pussy in and out. I pushed and pushed my dick in her pussy.
She started shouting, “Aah, Ajay.” That is the best music I’ve heard to date. We forgot to turn on the fans. We were sweating profusely. It made us combine our bodies into one big body of pure heat and lust.
We wanted each other’s heated bodies. I kept pounding her and in and out. I kept going with my dick, kissing her moaning mouth in intervals.
I was about to cum and told her, “I’m about to cum, mom. What to do?” Saro replied between her moans, “Whatever you wish, Ajay.” I kept hitting her deeply. I looked up, confused about what to do. Tears rolled down from her eyes onto her cheeks.
It was the perfect fucking sight. I cum inside her. I have tried and satisfied my lust while making her cry in pleasure. I flooded her pussy with my hot, thick cum.
I wiped her tears, and she smiled. I kissed those smiling lips, “What are you thinking?”
Saro- (with a cute smile) Someone has conquered their conquest.
I whispered in her ears, “It’s barely just begun.” Before she could talk again, I rolled over and pulled her. I made her lie on me completely and started kissing her again.
We still didn’t switch on the fans. Tired and sweating from all the action in the past few hours, we slept naked-hugging each other all night. We don’t know when we fell asleep.
I fuck her over and over again, and we could never get enough. 1000 kisses as I hold her in my arm, kneading her boobs in my bed as I write this.
I fucked her everywhere in the theatres, at the mall, in our room, in the dressing room, in the kitchen, in my car, and our hall. But that is all for another day. Enjoy and keep shagging.
To be Continue…
