The tension between them was electric. Meera turned slightly, giving him full view, her hands fidgeting at her sides as if fighting the last traces of maternal modesty. Arjun stepped closer, his cock painfully hard and leaking. They stood inches apart, both hesitant yet burning with willingness to surrender completely.
“Mummy… you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” Arjun whispered, his voice shaking. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”
Meera’s eyes softened with a mix of love and lust. She reached up and touched his cheek tenderly. “I know, beta… I’ve felt your eyes on me. I should stop this… but I don’t want to. I want you. I want my son to have me completely.”
Their hesitation melted in that confession. Meera pulled him into a tight embrace, their naked bodies pressing together. Arjun’s hands roamed her back, feeling the warmth of her skin. They kissed deeply, passionately. Tongues explored, sucked, and danced as years of suppressed desire poured out. Arjun’s hands moved to her breasts, squeezing them, pinching her nipples. Meera moaned into his mouth and reached down, wrapping her soft fingers around his throbbing cock, stroking him slowly.
“Touch me, baby,” she whispered between kisses. “Feel how wet your mother is for you.”
Arjun slid his hand between her thighs, his fingers gliding through her soaked folds. He rubbed her swollen clit in circles, then pushed two fingers deep inside her tight, velvety pussy. Meera gasped and bucked against his hand, riding his fingers while continuing to stroke his cock.
She dropped to her knees, looking up at him with pure devotion. “Let me taste you first.” Her red lips wrapped around the head of his cock. She sucked lovingly, taking him deeper, her tongue swirling around the shaft while she fondled his balls. The wet, slurping sounds of her passionate blowjob filled the room as she bobbed her head, taking him as deep as she could, gagging slightly but refusing to stop. Arjun groaned, holding her hair gently as she worshipped his cock.
He couldn’t wait any longer. “Mummy… I need to fuck you now.”
“Yes, baby… fuck me. Make me yours,” Meera moaned desperately.
He bent her over the sofa armrest. Positioning his cock at her dripping entrance, he rubbed the head up and down her slit, teasing her asshole and clit before pushing inside. Meera let out a long, throaty moan as he sank deep into her pussy in one smooth thrust. Her walls clenched around him tightly, hot and incredibly wet.
Arjun began fucking her with long, powerful strokes, gradually increasing speed. Meera pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. “Harder, beta… fuck your mother harder!” she cried. One hand reached under to rub her clit furiously. Her payal jingled wildly with every thrust, echoing the memory that had haunted him.
Her pussy clenched violently as she came hard, screaming in pleasure, juices gushing around his cock. The sensation pushed Arjun over the edge. With a final deep thrust, he buried himself completely and exploded, flooding his mother’s womb with thick, hot spurts of cum.
