Indian incest, Son takes care (in bed) of sad Indian widow mother, true stories, This is a true story of myself and my widow mother. I am Imran Khan, 22 years old and live in Lucknow. In our house, there lives my Ammijaan Nafisa and my sister Aamna.
My sister is about 24 years old but due to poverty in the house, we are still not able to get her married yet. My father Abdul Mehboob had died about 3 year back in a road accident. He was hospitalized for many months, before his death, which drained all of our savings in the bank, but he could not survive.
I was studying in graduation then, but due to depleting financial position of the house, I had to give up my education and now I am working I a small factory on a smaller salary.
The medical bills of my father had rendered us poor and my meager salary is just sufficient to make the both ends meet in our home. Due to our orthodox Muslim culture, there is no chance of my Ammijaan or sister to go out and do some job. So due to this we are still unable to save for his dowry and get her married.
In our city, the ladies wear burqa out of house, but within the walls of house, there are free to wear normal suits.
Now let me tell a bit about my Ammijaan and sister. My sister Aamna is 24 years old, standing about 5′-3″, with a slim body and a beautiful face. She is so sexy but I have never ever thought of her in that way. She is very strict and being elder to me, she normally bullies me. She is annoyed with the financial position of family, because due to which she is still unmarried. So she is normally angry and irritated always.
My Ammijaan is about 45 years old and a bit obese. She is chubby, but as she is tall lady of 5′-6″, with a fair color, she doesn’t look plump. She has very big boobs and a very vast ass. Though she wears burqa outside, but she wears normal suits at home. Though she was of very happy nature and always smiling, but now after my father’s death, she is normally in a sad and gloomy mood.
I always thought and she is sad because of my father’s death and worried about the marriage of my sister.
Though my Ammijaan is a sexy lady but I never thought of her in a sexy way. I was also getting horny due to my age, but knew that there is no chance of my marriage till my sister, so I had befriended a girl from the neighborhood and had fucked her many times in our house, when my Ammijaan and sister were out for something.
I am only male in the family, so I used to bring all the household shopping as grocery or vegetables, while coming back from office. This is my routine.
Many a times I have found my Ammijaan sitting in a sad mood. I try to make her happy, but she is as such. This makes me sad.
One day, my sister had gone to one of her friends in locality, and my Ammijaan was alone in the house. She might have forgotten to latch the door from inside. I was not feeling well, so I took half day leave from office and came back earlier.
I opened the main door and went inside but could not find my sister or mother. I went to my sister’s room but it was empty. Then I went to my mother’s room. It was closed but not bolted from inside.
Some strange noises were coming out from inside. I was surprised and thought that some thief might have broken in.
I opened the door and entered inside. As I entered the room, I felt like a nuclear bomb exploded on my head.
There inside the room, was standing my chubby mother. Her salwar was open and was lying near her feet. She was standing near the bed, and with one hand she was holding her shirt up near her boobs. As her salwar was lying on feet and shirt was up, so her cunt (Choot) was all nude and before my eyes. As she was standing facing me, so her cunt (Choot) was in full view to me.
She had inserted a big candle in her cunt (Choot) and with her another hand she was fucking her cunt (Choot) with it.
Perhaps she was nearing her orgasm then. Her head was tilted backside and there was a glow on her face. Her hand was holding the candle and moving it in and out with a great speed.
As soon as I opened the door, she looked in my side. She was really shocked and horrified to see me. She was stunned and her face turned white on looking me standing in the door.
She was bewildered to see me and could not think as what to do. First she was so horrified and secondly she was in ecstasy and near her orgasm, so she could not think anything immediately. (But even then her hand moved the candle 3-4 times in and out, before her hand stopped).
It was a very sexy scene. Here my own beautiful Ammijaan was standing, naked waist down, before me, with a big candle inserted almost half in her cunt (Choot) and fucking herself with it, and me, her own son standing in the door, looking at this most erotic scene of my life. She was very plump and she was having a big bush of public hairs on her cunt. She was so bushy that only the white candle was visible, which was hanging out of her cunt.
I was also stunned and we both stood still like stone status. Then after about 10-15 seconds, she regained her senses and immediately pushed her shirt down to cover her naked cunt. But in hurry she forgot to pull the candle out of her cunt.
As the candle was stuck in cunt, so when she pushed shirt down, it pushed downward the portion of candle hanging out of her cunt. It resulted in tilting the candle downward and she cried in pain, as candle pushed in wrong angle.
Then feeling pain, she left the shirt and bending down, she tried to pull the salwar upside to cover her bare cunt.
Again the same thing happened. This time the salwar pulled the candle, which was still wedged in her cunt, upward. She again felt pain as the angle of candle in cunt (Choot) pulled upward.
She again cried in pain and tears came in her eyes.
I was standing in a fix, like a statue and watching all this. Now she was fumbling with her clothes and she pulled the candle out of her cunt.
About 5-6 inches of candle came out of her cunt. My Ammijaan had rubbed the edge in the shape of a cock (Lund) head. The part was glistering with her cunt (Choot) juices and it was very thick and long.
She immediately covered her naked cunt (Choot) and turned facing away from me. I could clearly see her big buttocks now. Her ass (Gaand) was very big and meaty. She was looking very sexy in this pose.
I also gained some senses now and hurriedly went outside the room and ran to my own room.
I closed the door behind me and fell on my bed. This all had happened so fast and so unexpected that my heart was pumping as if I had run miles together.
After some minutes rest, my thinking power came back and I started thinking about what has just happened.
This was the first time in my young life that I had seen my own Ammijaan naked. Not only naked but with a candle in her cunt (Choot) and she fucking herself with it.
As soon as the scene, came before my eyes, my cock (Lund) became erect as a steel rod. Now I was thinking of my own Ammijaan and my hand automatically went inside my pant and I started fondling with my erect cock.
But after 2-3 minutes I came out of room. Ammijaan was still in her room, and it was closed from inside.
She was really ashamed with the unexpected situation and could not come out and face me. I also could not face her, so I went to drawing room and sat there.
Half an passed, but Ammijaan was so ashamed that still she could not come out of her room.
Then suddenly main door opened and my sister Aamna came in. She asked me, “Imran Bhai! Why are you sitting like this? Where is mother? Are you alright?”
I tried to speak as if everything is normal and said, “Aamna Baji! I was feeling a bit unwell, so I came a bit early today. Ammijaan is in her room, perhaps taking rest or sleeping.”
Aamna, as usual was in rough mood. She irritatingly said,” Is this a time to rest or sleep?” . Then she shouted in a high voice and called mother.
Now Ammijaan could not remain in her room long. She came out and was rubbing her eyes pretending as if she was sleeping.
Ammijaan could not make eye contact with me. She came to my sister and told her that she was resting and then took her to kitchen to prepare dinner.
Even at dinner or afterwards, Ammijaan was feeling so ashamed and not looking in my side.
She was fearing that I may not tell anything to my sister, who was very stern in nature.
Next day was Sunday and no office for me. Ammijaan was at her usual silent. She was not talking to me. There was a icy silent between both of us. She was avoiding looking or talking to me. She was very ashamed.
At about 10, my sister went to bathroom to have a bath. Ammijaan was standing in kitchen then. As she saw, Aamna going in for bath, she came to me. Her face was red with shame and she was looking towards the floor. She said in a low voice, “Imran Beta! I want to talk to you.”
I was silent and could understand that she wanted to talk about yesterday’s incident. So I nodded my head only. She slowly spoke, “Imran! I don’t know what to say? I am so sorry, for what happened yesterday. Please forgive your mother. It will not happen again. Please don’t tell anything to your sister. I don’t know what to say, but I feel so lonely and sad without your Abbajaan. I am also a living person with some physical needs and desires. I am not so old yet. I have to do something for my needs. Your father is not alive and I can not go to any other man. But nothing can be done, I am not so old yet, but don’t know how to satisfy myself and that makes me sad. So in the heat of need for sex and sadness, I committed yesterday’s mistake. Please forgive your Ammijaan and don’t feel bad for me. Please don’t tell anybody about it.”
I was silent and feeling pity on my mother. I said, “Mother! I can understand your position. Please be assured from me. Nobody will ever know anything ever. I can understand that as father is not there, you have to satisfy your own needs yourself. You are so beautiful and young, and father is dead for 3 years. I don’t know how could you pass your days without a man’s companionship. Please behave normal, as Aamna Baji may get suspicious. Please Ammijaan cheer up your mood and forget whatever happened. Actually that was my mistake. I should not have come to your room without knocking it.”
Ammijaan was happy to hear me and that made her relax. She caressed my head lovingly and said, “Imran! I know that you are a good boy. Actually your father was very active physically with me and we used to love each other daily. So I got addicted to this type of pleasure. Now as your father is dead, but I am still alive with my needs. I don’t know how to satisfy my desires. Please understand, and don’t let anybody know of it.”
Saying this she smiled a bit.
I was also happy to see the atmosphere getting normal and Ammijaan shedding her shame. So to make the matter lighter, I also smiled and lovingly said, “mother! It is OK. But please be more careful in future and please close all the doors before you go in your room to use your candle, as anybody may come in. secondly, I want to warn you about something. First, you please lubricate the candle properly as its surface is so rough and may get you bruises inside. Secondly, I have found that you don’t shave yourself. The long hair may go in along with the candle and may cause irritation or other problems inside. Also from hygienic point of view, you should try to remain clean. I am your son and not supposed to say all this but after yesterday’s incident, I give just an advise.”
Ammijaan was silent. She didn’t expect me to speak all this. Her face went red with shame. But perhaps she was also enjoying the moment, so she continued, “Imran Beta! You are right. I am using candle as there is no other way. I am widow so nothing can be done. Anyway, I will be careful in future. Actually in past your father used to bring me shaving razor and I could clean / shave myself. But now I cant get it. You know neither I can ask somebody to buy a razor for me nor can I ask from the shop myself. Anyway I will be careful.”
I was also getting hotter as the talk was getting sexy. So I smiled and said, “Oh Mother! Please don’t worry. As now I know of your need, I give you my shaving set and you can use it. Afterwards I will bring a new shaving set for you.”
Ammijaan kept silent and did not say anything. Taking it to be her affirmation, I went to my room and brought my shaving razor and gave it to mothr.
Ammijaan was feeling very shame to take a shaving razor from me, her own son, to shave her cunt. So she kept her head down but silently took the razor from my hand and silently kept in her bra.
As I saw my Ammijaan hiding my razor in her bra, my cock (Lund) got an instant erection. I smiled assuringly on mother, but she was shy and kept her face down.
Then Ammijaan slowly thanked me and went to kitchen and busy herself there.
After some time Aamna Baji came out of bathroom and Ammijaan took her clothes and went to bathroom to take bath.
When she was going to bathroom (with my razor hid in her bra), I kept my eyes on her back and watched her big ass. When Ammijaan was entering bathroom, she looked in my side. I was already looking her, so as soon as our eyes met, I smiled mischievously.
Mother’s face became red with shame and lowering her head she hurriedly went inside the bathroom.
After bath she went to her room. In evening when Aamna Baji went to her friend, we only Ammijaan and son were there in house. I was sitting in drawing room, watching TV. Ammijaan came to me and silently handed me back my shaving razor.
She was feeling shy and not looking in my side. I tried to ease the atmosphere and smiling said, “Was it working? Ammijaan? Are you clean now. I ask it because if the set is OK, I will bring the same type of razor for your personal use. Did it clean without any problem?”
Ammijaan was naturally shy but she kept standing near to me and softly said, “Imran Beta! Thank you so much for your help. This was quite better than what your father used to bring. I used it after a long gap of 3 years and now I feel so clean. Please bring one new set for me from the market and then I will not need to borrow from you.”
I was enjoying the talk and did not want to end it and said, “mother! You used it after so long. Did it gave you any cut or bruises? Could it clean properly?”
Ammijaan again kept silent for some time and then shyly said in a low tone, “Imran! Please change the topic. I feel shy talking this with you. I have already told you that it worked wonders and I am fully clean now. You are my son, so I can not show it to you to see yourself, but be assured that I used it properly and it worked wonders on me down there.”
I smiled back, but before it that I could say anything , Aamna Baji came and we both kept silent on the matter.
By next day, everything was normal and I was talking to her normally. She was also behaving as if nothing has happened.
Next day was Monday, and I was going to office. Aamna came to me and asked me to bring vegetables from the market while coming back. I said OK and asked her to give me a list of vegetables needed.
Aamna gave me a list and went to her room for some work. As I was moving towards door, Ammijaan came to me and softly said, “Imran! Please bring one big Brinjal also with vegetables. Don’t give it me Aamna but me secretly.
Her face was red with shame while saying this. I teasingly said, “Mother! Why you need only one brinjal? It is not sufficient for dinner. Do you want it to use in you, I mean your down there?”
Mother’s face again went red on hearing me, but still she smiled shyly and said, “Imran! Don’t speak so much. You know why I need it. Please do as I told you. Give it to me secretly and not let your elder sister get suspicious.”
I smiled and nodding my head went to my office. In the evening I brought vegetables and handed them to Aamna Baji, but kept 2 brinjals in my bag.
Next day was a holiday, so I did not have to go to office. At about 10 in morning, after breakfast, Aamna told that she had to visit her friend and will be back only afternoon.
After Aamna went out, Ammijaan closed all the doors and came to my room and asked shyly, “Imran Beta! Have you brought what I had told you? Please hand it over to me.”
I took my bag and took out the brinjals and handing over them to Ammijaan said, “Mother! These are the biggest brinjal I could get. Yesterday there was no good brinjals available in the market. I couldn’t get the brinjals of even my size. You have to do away with these only, next time I bring the bigger ones.”
Ammijaan kept silent and then shyly said, “Imran! What can be done. I is my luck and destiny. I will have to do away with whatever I get. As nothing can be done. If Allah was on my side, your father had not died.”
I silently took out 2 brinjals, which were about 6 inches in length and about 2.5 inches in girth. They looked like big cock. Ammijaan took them in their hands. Her hands were shivering with shame but still she took them.
She was looking surprised and said, “Imran! These are very big and tight. I was not expecting them to be so big. Don’t feel bad for these. Why were you saying them to be small. And what did you mean to say that they are not even your size?”
I was a bit taken aback because actually in the heat of conversation I had spoken about the size of my cock. But as now Ammijaan has asked me about it, I had to reply. So I hung my head and softly said, “Ammijaan! Sorry for that. It just skipped out of my mouth. I did not want to compare, but actually I meant that these brinjals are not even the size of my manhood.”
Ammijaan was also stunned to hear it and was silent for some time. Then she thought of something and making the matter lighter she said, “Oh Imran! I have been in only one man in life and that was your father. He was so big and muscular. I know only his size. You are quite petite and thin. Your body development is also not as your father. I don’t think that you could be as big as your father. These brinjals are a bit shorter than your father, so I think you tell a lie, while comparing these with yourself.”
saying this, Ammijaan smiled as if she had got a thief.
I was naturally angry and said, “mother! I am not a liar. I can prove it. You may see for yourself.”
Saying this is stood up and put my fingers in my pajama to pull it down. I was expecting my Ammijaan to admonish me for trying to do it and stop me, but she kept silent and was looking toward me, as if expecting to see my throbbing cock.
Though I did not want to go so far, but now I had to expose my cock (Lund) before my Ammijaan to prove myself.
So slowly, I put my fingers in my pajama and pulled it down along with my underwear. My cock (Lund) was already throbbing and was very tight with the situation. So as I pulled my pajama down, it sprang out facing the ceiling as if a snake is set free from its confinements. My cock (Lund) was so thick and tight and standing in all its glory. I was feeling shy to stand naked like this before my own mother, but Ammijaan was not feeling shy, but she was looking keenly towards my cock (Lund) with a hungry look in her eyes.
She was looking like a cat sitting before a bowl of milk. There was no hint of shame or shyness in her eyes. She wet her dry lips with her tongue. She seemed to be in a trance like state.
My cock (Lund) was getting harder with each passing second. It was getting hornier to find my own Ammijaan looking like a hungry cat to it. When I found her not to be shy, I also decided to shun away my inhibitions and spoke out to her, “look Ammijaan! Is it not bigger than the brinjals. My cock (Lund) is about 7 inches long and about 3 inches thick. I was not telling a lie.”
Ammijaan kept looking at my cock (Lund) and without blinking even her eye and said, “Oh Imran Beta! You are so alike your dead father. You seem to be true copy of him. He was equally big in length and even girth down there. Even your color is same. It seems that I am not looking at my own son but at my own husband. If you cover your face, even I may not be able to differentiate in you and your father.”
I felt proud to be so sexy and big as my bull father. I flexed my cock (Lund) and it throbbed up and down in air. Ammijaan smiled on its throbbing and added, “Imran! Your mushroom head is of the same shape as your father. Even you are clean shave as him. I feel like looking at my husband’s organ after 3 years. The only difference I find is that you are a bit longer and thicker than him and it is so surprising for me. It seems that you inherited your genes from your father only.”
Ammijaan was sitting on bed and I was standing naked waist down near her. My throbbing cock (Lund) was near to her face and she was looking with lust and greed in her face.
I was getting hornier with each second. When I found that my Ammijaan is not shying so I decided to take another step and taking her hand in my hand, I put it on my tight cock (Lund) and said in a husky voice, “Ammijaan! By looking you don’t find any difference with my father. You feel it in your hand to check if it is equally tight and hot also or not. Only then you can say that we both are alike.”
This was a bold step of me. I was expecting her to admonish me, but Ammijaan kept her hand on my cock (Lund) and wrapped her fingers on its base.
She clenched her fist tightly on my cock (Lund) and moved her hand on the length of it, as if she was giving me a hand job.
A little moan escaped from my mouth but Ammijaan did not seem to notice it and kept caressing her hand on my cock. She seemed to like my cock (Lund) and was moving her fist tightly on my cock.
I let my pajama go from my hands and it fell on my feet. I took my legs out of it and kicked it away. Ammijaan kept moving her hand on my cock (Lund) and I was naturally in seventh heaven. I sat near her so that she may keep moving her hand on my cock.
Ammijaan kept caressing my cock (Lund) and said in a husky tone, “Imran! You are almost same as your father in looks of your organ, but you are much more hot and very much harder than him. He was not so tight as you even 20 years before. You seem to be made of steel down here. You are so hot that if you stir your cock (Lund) in a glass of milk, you may make it boil with it.”
Saying this Ammijaan laughed and I also joined her to make the atmosphere lighter.
She kept her eyes glued to my cock (Lund) and kept caressing it. I was enjoying it so much and Ammijaan also seemed to be transfixed. I wanted to move ahead and fuck her there and then only, but did not know how to proceed further. Then a small drop of pre cum emerged on the tip of my cock.
It was glistering like a pearl on the tip of cock (Lund) head. Ammijaan saw it and looking upon my face, smiled at it. I was so horny. I smiled and asked, “Ammijaan! Is it same as father. Did he used to have the same type of pre cum as me?”
Perhaps Ammijaan was more horny than me, she thought of something and said, “Your father had a habit. Whenever there was such a situation, he used to ask me to lick it and tell the taste. Then he used to ask me to suck it properly. But now he is dead and your poor Ammijaan is left only with his memories. Those were the best days of my life. Anyway one cannot go against the destiny of his life.”
Saying this Ammijaan kept her eyes in my eyes. There was a untold thirst in her eyes and she seemed to be begging me to let her suck my cock.
Naturally I was more interested than her. So taking the opportunity I encouraged her, “Ammijaan! You can go ahead and lick it. Then you can compare the taste of both your son and husband. If you want, you may even suck it. After all I am your own son and you have every right to do anything with me.”
Ammijaan spoke hesitatingly (but the pinch of hesitation was clearly missing in her voice and face), “Imran! You are my loving son and I thank you so much as you want to remove the sadness from my fate. But just think, what will happen if somebody comes to know of all this. What will happen if your sister knows it?”
I knew that Ammijaan was so horny and was just pretending to be a shy lady. So in an assuring tone, I said, “Mother! You don’t mind. You can lick my cock (Lund) head off its pre cum. Nobody will ever know of it. Sister is away and will not be back for another 2 hours. So you may suck my cock (Lund) to your heart’s content.”
saying this I smiled on her and putting my palm on the back of her neck, pushed her head on my cock (Lund) head. Ammijaan was perhaps waiting for such encouragement, so she bent her head and as her mouth was just about to touch my cock, she turned towards me. Her face was shining was happiness and lust. She smiled and said, “Imran! It should remain just between you and me. Nobody else should ever know it.”
I just nodded my head and pushed her head further on my cock.
Ammijaan opened her lips and making a big “O” with it. Put her lips on the tip of my cock. And then licked the drop of pre cum from it.
A very big moan came out of my mouth. I was just about to shoot my load there and then only. With very great effort, I stopped myself from cumming. And slowly pushed her head on my cock (Lund) and jerked my pelvic upward to let her take more of my cock (Lund) in her mouth.
Perhaps Ammijaan also wanted to suck me properly. She let more and more of my cock (Lund) slip in her mouth and started sucking the like a lollipop. She was sucking it like a professional whore. She must have big experience and practice of cock (Lund) sucking with father.
I was in heaven, as my fantasy lady, my own Ammijaan was sucking my cock (Lund) with great interest and vigor. She was making slurping sounds and also caressing my balls with her other hand.
I was enjoying it and to encourage her is said, “Ammijaan! How do you feel my cock? Does it taste same as father? How do you differentiate its taste from my father? And is it the way you both used to do it?”
Ammijaan took her mouth from my cock (Lund) and still keeping it in her fist, turned her face towards me and said, “Imran Beta! You are my son. As I have already said that I am a widow and I have to adjust with my luck. I have to be satisfied with only as much as I may get. I am just checking the taste of your cock (Lund) and not doing the sucking as me and your father used to do. Actually we always did it in 69 position. Whenever I used to suck him, he pulled me on top of her and used to lick me down there. But I have a bad luck now, so should not hope for everything the same way.”
I was delighted to hear her. It meant that not only she was enjoying sucking me but also wanted me to lick her cunt (Choot) and do it properly in 69 position. I was more than eager to do it and to see her cunt (Choot) from near. So beaming with joy, I said to my mother, “Ammijaan! Please don’t hesitate. I am your own son and after the death of father, it is my duty as a son to see that my loving Ammijaan is not deprived of anything in life. Ammijaan I will never shy to serve you and to do away with sadness in your life. So today, I will lick your cunt (Choot) the way father used to do.”
Saying this I put my hands on her waist (as I was lying on my back on bed and she was sitting near to me), and pulled her pelvic toward my mouth. Ammijaan fumbled a bit and then let me pull her waist towards my mouth. I pushed her legs apart and make her stand on both sides of my face in doggy style. Ammijaan let me do all this but kept sucking my cock.
Now it put my hands on cord of her salwar and opened it. Ammijaan did not protest a bit and rather let me open it. I pulled the salwar down to her ankles and removing it from her legs throw it away on the floor.
The most exciting and sexy scene was here before my eyes. My own mother’s big ass (Gaand) cheeks were whitish in color and as I put my hands on it, they felt very tight. Her cunt (Choot) was very swollen and clean shave. Perhaps Ammijaan wanted to make it happen today and had shaved her cunt (Choot) today itself.
Her puffy cunt (Choot) lips were shaking. They were rapidly opening and closing as if looking for my tongue to touch it. Ammijaan was eagerly waiting for me to lick her.
Her clit was dark brown and hanging out of her cunt (Choot) like a beautiful flower. It was very nice piece of meat. It flicked it with my fingers and Ammijaan shivered on my touch. But she was not stopping me.
Then I took her clit in my thumb and index finger and started rubbing and gently massaging it.
Ammijaan was moaning loudly now and her pace increased on my cock.
In my mind I thanked Allah million times to bring me this opportunity to lick my own mother’s cunt (Choot) and slowly opened her outer cunt (Choot) lips with both my hands. This showed the pinkish inner flesh which was so moist. She was leaking her juices as she was so horny. Ammijaan was going to enjoying a tongue moving in and out of her cunt (Choot) after many years so naturally she was waiting me eagerly.
Then I took my tongue out and touched the tip of her clit with it. Ammijaan let a big moan and pushed her pelvic on my face. I took her clit in my teeth and started gently nibbling and chewing it.
Ammijaan was sucking my cock (Lund) with great speed. She was taking about 5 inches of my cock (Lund) in her mouth and moving her tongue on the throbbing head of my cock.
I gently massaged and rubbed my fingers along the slit of her cunt (Choot) and kept sucking her clit vigorously. Her cunt (Choot) was oozing wet and it was glistening with her cunt (Choot) juices. I put my mouth on her cunt (Choot) hole and started rubbing her clit with one hand . I was sucking her cunt (Choot) like a juice bottle and inserted my tongue in her cunt.
As soon as I inserted my tongue in her cunt, she took my cock (Lund) out of her mouth and said, “Oh Imran! My loving son! It is so nice. Your father also used to suck my cunt (Choot) and tongue fuck me in the same way. It is so nice now. I am in heaven. Please don’t stop and increase your speed. It is even better than your dead father.”
Saying this she again put her mouth on my cock (Lund) and started sucking vigorously. I was also happy to find that my loving Ammijaan liked the way I licked and sucked her cunt, so I inserted my tongue fully in her cunt (Choot) and kept lapping her cunt (Choot) juices.
Then I drenched my other hand’s index finger in her cunt (Choot) juices and put it on the opening of her anus.
She shivered in anticipation. I inserted my finger in her ass (Gaand) hole. Now with one hand I was finger fucking her ass (Gaand) hole and with other I was rubbing her clit. Also I had put my mouth on her cunt (Choot) and was fucking her cunt (Choot) with my tongue.
Ammijaan again took her mouth from my cock (Lund) and said in lust filled voice, “Oh Imran Beta! Oh it is Jannat. I am feeling the same as with your father. He also used to insert his finger in the same way as you. Sometimes he even inserted 2 fingers and moved in and out with more speed. Any way you have made his memories live again.”
Saying this she again took my cock (Lund) in mouth and kept sucking as before.
I did not know if Ammijaan was speaking truth and accidentally I was doing the same way as my dead father or Ammijaan was playing smart and in the name of father she was guiding me to do the way she wanted to enjoy.
Anyway both ways I was happy to oblige her and I inserted one more finger in her ass (Gaand) hole and Ammijaan let out a whimper. She was more than happy to find me fucking her ass (Gaand) with more fingers.
We both were panting heavily and were nearing our mutual orgasm. I was feeling my cock (Lund) to be throbbing uncontrollably and started bucking my hips to fuck her mouth more deep.
Ammijaan was an expert in sex. She could sense my coming orgasm. She increase the speed of her sucking and with other hand started caressing and gently scratching the underside of my balls with her nails.
Her own orgasm was also nearing. Her moans were getting more and more loud now and she was pushing her cunt (Choot) on my mouth with speed.
I pushed one more finger in her ass (Gaand) and cried, “Oh Mother! I am coming. Oh Allah! It is nearing. Ammijaan please fast. Please Ammijaan suck my cock (Lund) fast.”
Ammijaan let a big cry of ecstasy and pushed her cunt (Choot) on my face and with a big jerk her cunt (Choot) started flowing her cunt (Choot) juices. She was shaking wildly as in fever and her cunt (Choot) was overflowing with her cum. I put my mouth on the opening of her cunt (Choot) and kept sucking her juices. She was releasing so much juices that it overflowed my chin and wet my face.
On the other side, as I felt my Ammijaan hitting her orgasm. My own cock (Lund) twitched and with a big grunt, I raised my pelvic up in the air and putting my hands on my mother’s head, I pushed it on my cock. And with a big jerk I inserted my cock (Lund) fully in her mouth, gagging her throat and my cock (Lund) jerked fast.
A hot lava of cum, started from my inside and passing through the passage of my cock, a big glob of cum jerked out from the tip of my cock.
The first jet of cum was very big and fast. It went straight in her throat and passing it went in her stomach.
The first jet of semen was followed by other and then another. I lost the count of it. My cock (Lund) kept jerking and kept spitting its cum in my mother’s mouth.
This was the biggest and the best orgasm of my life. I must have cum about half a liter.
Ammijaan proved that she was a master cock (Lund) sucker. She drank all the cum from my cock (Lund) and did not let even a single drop of it come out of her mouth.
We both had hit our orgasm simultaneously and after our mutual cumming stopped. She fell on my belly like a dead log.
I was so drained out that I had no energy to push her big belly from my face. She kept lying in same way, with her cunt (Choot) on my mouth, and my fingers in her ass (Gaand) for about 15-20 minutes.
We both were lying like dead. After 15-20 minutes, I regained some sensed and pulled my 2 fingers out of her ass (Gaand) hole.
Ammijaan also felt my fingers going out of her ass (Gaand) and woke up from her slumber. My deflated cock (Lund) was still in her mouth but now it was shrunk small.
Ammijaan arose from bed from 69 position and again lied on bed facing towards me. I was very happy. Ammijaan also seemed to be satisfied as a cat has just eaten a bowl of milk. There was a glow of happiness on her face.
She was lying near to me. She was still naked waist down and wearing only a shirt. I was also naked waist down.
I hugged my Ammijaan and lovingly asked her, “Oh Mother! It was great. I think that I was almost about my father. You were saying that I am so thin so can not be equal to my father. Ammijaan! How did you find my cock? Are you happy with it?”
Ammijaan was shying and she blushed. Then she kissed me lovingly on the cheeks and hugged me with love and said, “Oh Imran! My loving son. I agree that you are far better than your father. You are much bigger in girth and even a bit bigger in size than him. But the main difference is that you are far hotter and steel tight than him. Your father was not so rock hard as you. Also you taste so good. Not only your pre cum is tastier but your semen is also like honey. I had never ever sucked a cock (Lund) so tastier. You made me forget your own father.”
Saying this Ammijaan hid her face in my chest with shame.
I also hugged her with love. And started moving my hand on her back with love. Then I lowered my hand and started caressing in her naked ass (Gaand) crack. When my finger reached her anus, I slowly inserted my finger up to one knuckle in her ass (Gaand) hole and kept rubbing it there.
Ammijaan seemed to love it and did not stopped me from doing it.
I thought that Ammijaan is in lusty mood today, so I should try to move further. So I asked her, “mother! You have tasted my cock (Lund) milk today only, but I had been tasting your milk since childhood. But now it is many years since I had sucked your boobs. Please remove your kameez so that I may see the milk pots, from where I had sucked milk in childhood. I want to see how they look now. From your kameez the boobs look so big, but I want to see how they look naked.”
saying this I put my hands on her shirt and tried to raise it over her head. She held my hand and stopped me saying, “Beta! You are my son and a son has always a right to his mother’s boobs. So even if I want to stop you, the morality says that a Ammijaan should not stop her son from her breast. So you may not even see my breast but may even taste them by sucking the. But I will not remove my shirt as you yourself are wearing your own shirt and want to make me totally nude. It is not fare. Either you also remove your own shirt or I will just raise my shirt to show you my breast.”
I was naturally willing for it. Ammijaan was really hot and knew how to make the things progress without looking vulgar. It was clear that Ammijaan wanted both of us to be nude. So I sat on the bed and removed my shirt and threw it away.
Ammijaan smiled on my eagerness and she slowly sat on the bed and slowly in a teasingly manner started raising her shirt. Her big and milky white boobs came in light. She removed her shirt and put it away.
Now we both were totally nude and sitting near to each other. Mother’s boobs were very big and whitish in color. They were tight and not even a bit sagging down.
Her size must be about 38DD. I smiled mischievously in her eyes and put my hands on her boobs and squeezed them. Then I started fondling them with love and keeping her nipples in two fingers started caressing them. Ammijaan was moaning now and her eyes again started turning red with lust.
I asked her with love, “Ammijaan! Your boobs are so big and milky. They are so tight. And not even fitting in my hands. May I put my mouth on them and suck them?”
Ammijaan caressed my head and smilingly said, “Imran Beta! You are my son. How can a Ammijaan stop her son from sucking her breast? This is your birth right. You go on a suck them.”
Saying this, she lied on the bed and also pushed my on the bed. Totally nude, we both were lying facing each other. She put her hand behind my neck and pulled my face on her boobs.
I opened my lips and took her left nipple in my mouth. Then I started sucking her. Her boobs were so sweet. A tasty and beautiful feminine odor was coming from her breasts. I loved the taste and started sucking her left boob by pulling more and more of its flesh in mouth.
I was moving my tongue on her nipple and chewing the boob. With other hand I started fondling her other boob.
Ammijaan was moaning in lust now. She was moving her fingers in my head and pushing my mouth on her boobs.
She lowered her other hand and putting it behind my waist, pulled my pelvic towards her own. My cock (Lund) had already started raising its head and was getting hard with each breath.
As she pulled me near to her, my hard cock (Lund) touched her naked cunt. As soon as my hot and hard cock, hit her cunt (Choot) lips, she let out a big moan and bringing her hand in front, took my cock (Lund) in her hand and wrapping her fingers on my big cock (Lund) head, she started moving her fist on the length on my cock.
I was on cloud nine. Keeping my sucking of her boobs, I also brought one hand down and started fondling her cunt. Ammijaan moaned in lust and pushed her cunt (Choot) forward to let me cup it properly.
I started squeezing her cunt (Choot) in my fist and then pushed one finger in her cunt. Ammijaan was getting very wet now and her cunt (Choot) had gone slippery with her cunt (Choot) juices.
She was moving her hand fast on my throbbing hard cock (Lund) and I was finger fucking her cunt (Choot) while squeezing it in my palm. And also sucking her boobs simultaneously.
We both were enjoying the game.
We both were panting and breathing heavily now. My cock (Lund) was aching and it seemed that all the blood of my body was running to it. It had gone so hard that it was paining now.
I took her boob out of my mouth and looked at her face. Her eyes were red with lust and begging me for a hard fuck. But she was a lady and also my mother, so out of shyness, she could not ask me to fuck her.
Then I decided to take a big step and rolled myself over the naked body of my mother. And I put my lips on her lips and started kissing her vigorously.
She faintly tried to resist my mouth but I kept kissing her and then I inserted my tongue in her mouth and gave her passionate kiss. Ammijaan also stopped her resistance and hugged me and she also darted her tongue out and pushed in my mouth.
I also hugged her naked body and her very big and tight boobs were now meshed between our chests. We were hugging like lovers and kissing like a couple in lust.
I put my knee between her legs and parting both her legs settled my body in her legs in missionary position.
As both of us were naked and my cock (Lund) was hard and throbbing with lust. It settled its bulbous head on mother’s cunt (Choot) and I started rubbing it on her clit by moving my cock (Lund) in the slit of her cunt.
It seemed as if I was going to fuck her. We both were in a tight embrace in missionary position and I was moving my cock (Lund) head in the channel of her cunt (Choot) while hugging and kissing her.
As my cock (Lund) head rubbed on her swollen clit, Ammijaan gave a big moan and jerked her pelvic up to let my cock (Lund) head rub firmly.
I lowered my cock (Lund) in her slit and as it reached the entrance of her cunt, I stopped it there only and gave a slight pressure on it but did not let my cock (Lund) enter her cunt.
Ammijaan gave a whimper and bucked her waist to let my cock (Lund) enter her cunt. But I stopped my self as I wanted to fuck her with her consent and did not want to go for a one night stand only, but to fuck her daily and to remove the sadness in her life.
So I kept my cock (Lund) head on her cunt (Choot) hole and made an eye contact with her and asked her in loving tone,” Mother! You are so sweat. It is heaven to hug and to rub my cock (Lund) on your cunt. Ammijaan I was to remove sadness from your life and to make you forget my dead father, by fulfilling the vacuum in your life, of not having a cock (Lund) to fuck you. Ammijaan I want to fuck you so that you are not deprived of sex and you enjoy your life. Ammijaan please allow me to enter my cock (Lund) in your cunt (Choot) and to fuck you. I promise that as you liked the sucking of my cock, you will also love to fuck with me. Please Ammijaan I want to fuck you.
Saying this I gave a bit more pressure of my cock (Lund) on her cunt (Choot) hole and kept rubbing it while looking in her eyes and begging to fuck her.
Ammijaan hugged my tightly and kissing me on lips said, “Imran! Thank you so much for being so caring of sadness in life. I pray to Allah to bless all the mothers with the sons as you. Though the feel of your cock (Lund) on my cunt (Choot) is so exciting but I can not allow you to fuck me as you are my son and we live in Indian and also Muslim culture. How I can let you fuck me? It is clearly a sin against Allah and society. It is incest. I am sad in my life after death of your father but it is not proper to let my own son fuck me. Just think what will happen to our position in family and society if anybody comes to know of our immoral and illicit relationship. I have already done wrong to let you lick me but letting you put your hard cock (Lund) in my cunt (Choot) is another big step. So Imran! Let me live with my sadness. It is my destiny. We may keep sucking and licking like today, but I think we should not fuck.”
I knew Ammijaan was dying to let my cock (Lund) move in her waiting cunt. But she was just making a scene and trying to act as a pious lady. She had just sucked my cock (Lund) dry and drank all my cum and also let me suck her cunt, so she was only teasing me but actually she wanted me to fuck her.
So I tightened my hug and fondling her boobs, said, “mother! Don’t be so conservative. I promise that no body will ever come to know of my fucking you. Allah has given birth to me as a son, perhaps He also want me to fuck you after father, otherwise I may also have been a girl. Ammijaan I am your own son. Your secret will always remain a secret with me. I will daily fuck you hard but only when my sister is away, and we will always be cautious. Mother, as a son, it is my duty to help you in all ways. Being a son I have to make sure that my loving Ammijaan get all that she needs and is always happy. Let it be a hard fuck even. As a son I will fulfill all your needs, let me fuck you mother.”
Ammijaan kept silent for some time and pretended to be lost in some thoughts. Then as if she made up her mind and then said in loving tone, “Imran! My son, perhaps you are right. Perhaps Allah wants you to take care of my needs and so He has sent you as a son with a hard cock (Lund) and not as a daughter with another cunt. But please be cautious. Nobody should ever come to know of our relationship. You may fuck me but only when your sister is away.”
As soon as Ammijaan said this, I gave a cry of delight and clenching my buttocks, hardened my already rock hard cock (Lund) and gave a big thrust in her cunt. Ammijaan was already dripping wet and my cock (Lund) parting her cunt (Choot) lips, uninterruptedly went in her cunt (Choot) till about half of it was inside her cunt. Ammijaan gave a moan of delight and hugged me tightly.
She was also very happy to have a big and hard cock (Lund) in her cunt (Choot) after a long time.
I gave another shot and I was in her cunt (Choot) till my balls were glued to her ass (Gaand) hole tightly.
Ammijaan stopped me from fucking further and said, “Imran! Please stop a while. It is a long time since I have a hot and hard cock (Lund) in my cunt. Let my cock (Lund) adjust to your big masculinity of cock (Lund) and let me feel the cock (Lund) inside. Also let me savor the feeling of a cock (Lund) moving in and out of my cunt (Choot) again.”
I hugged her lovingly and kept lying on her breasts for about 5 minutes, but kept sucking and fondling her big boobs.
Ammijaan kept her eyes closed and was lost in the heaven of lust and enjoying the feel of a cock.
After some time she opened her eyes and signaled me to move ahead. I withdrew my cock (Lund) about half and again thrust it inside with a big stroke. Then I started my fast speed and now my hard cock (Lund) was moving in and out like a piston in my mother’s cunt.
Ammijaan was moaning loudly and was finding it unable to control herself with the pleasure she was getting. Surely the fuck with a real cock (Lund) is of no comparison to a candle.
We both were lost in lust and fucking like two WWF wrestlers. We were grunting and whimpering loudly but my speed was not slowing anyway. Ammijaan was also keeping her pace with me and was bucking her buttocks to meet each of my inward thrust.
This animal lust kept for about 15 minutes and then I increased my speed and cried,” Oh Mother! It is coming. Oh Allah it is so nice feeling. Oh Allah Oh Allah. And chanting this I gave a very big thrust and sent whole of my cock (Lund) in her cunt (Choot) and my cock (Lund) started spewing its honey in her cunt.
As soon as my first spurt of semen hit her cunt, she also hit perhaps the biggest orgasm of many years and gave a loud cry and hugged me tightly in her arms.
Ammijaan was releasing her cum so much that her cunt (Choot) was overflowing with it. My semen and her cunt (Choot) juices were mixed and coming out of her cunt. I kept fucking her with speed and Futch Futch sound was coming out from her cunt (Choot) with my thrusts.
I don’t know, for how long I kept cumming in her cunt (Choot) and she also kept cumming on my cock. Then our discharge slowed and stopped.
Fully discharged and spent out, I fell on her naked body like a limp dog and we both hugged each other with all our might.
We kept lying for some time as such then slowly I raised myself from her breasts and Ammijaan also opened her eyes. There was only love and love in her gaze. She looked straight in my eyes and kissed me lovingly on my lips and said, “Imran! I am so thankful to Allah that HE had blessed me with such a loving and caring son. Who loved his Ammijaan so much that he can not see her in sad mood. He is ready to do anything to make his Ammijaan happy. I am so glad that you are my son.
You have fucked me so hard that even your father had not fucked me so vigorously even on my wedding night. Your cock (Lund) is so hot and hard and you can fuck so long. I am sure that now onward I am never going to be sad in my life. When my son is there to with such a magnificent cock (Lund) to fuck me, I am never going to starve for a fuck. Imran! From today onward you will fuck me daily to my hearts content and make sure that nobody ever comes to know of our relation.”
Saying this Ammijaan hugged me tightly and I also kissed her on lips and assured her of a great fucking daily. I assured to fuck her not only in her cunt (Choot) but also in her ass (Gaand) and in mouth.
Ammijaan was eager to be fucked in all of her holes.
From that day onward we both fuck daily and there is always a smile on my mother’s face and she is always happy.
The life is full of love and happiness now for both of us.
