RE: Fucking Mother Heena
My mother stopped her resistance by now so I started enjoying her
naked body. I kissed sucked and licked her beautiful body everywhere
I could and it was great. Then I finally turn my vision to the spot
between her legs. The spot where I came to this world and where I
can fulfil my lust to make myself a man to my mother. I used my legs
to part her legs by pushing them outward and set myself comfortibly
between her legs. Mother though did not put any pressure. She just
laid there with her head turned to one side and her eyes closed. I
ran my free hand over her mound and inserting my index finger into
her vagina. Her vagina is still dry as I started finger-fucking her.
It didnot take long before I could feel her juices oozing out as I
increased my rhythm. I kept finger fucking her for a while before I
decided she is ready for the ultimate reunion. Still holding her
hands above her head, I leaned on her body so I was covering her
body with mine. With my free hand I felt between us, took my cock,
and began to guide it towards her cunt.
As I reached her entrance I paused and touched her entrance my tip
of the cock. I felt shivers along my spine as I unioned with my part
of my mother's flesh with her flesh again. That was the time I
contemplated the sin I am committing. I will be committing incest
with my mother and a new type of bond between us. I am entering her
cunt where there is no return. I could not wait anylonger as I
pushed forward. My dick entered her cunt. I pushed even harder. I
heard my mother gasp, and cry a little, as I pushed inside her
completely. I then held there, for a while enjoying my sexual union
with my mother. I let go her hands to balance myself for a long
fuck. Mom didnot even move the hands as she might have thought its
all over for her. She is being ravaged nevertheless. I withdrew my
dick a bit and pushed forward again. Mother stayed still. I drew
back again this time to be out of her and thurst back again. Mother
gasped.
Then I settled to a steadier rhythm. I had achieved what I wanted.
Fucking my own mother. My cock was inside her vagina and I am
fucking her. I am fucking the same cunt my father has used to quench
his lust and flooded it with his sperm to create me. I finally
managed to spread the same legs my father has spread on the same
bed. Finally I managed to make the same woman my dad made as woman
of the house. I am squeezing the same breasts my dad squeezed and my
mother used to feed me as a baby. I am enjoying the same body I
shared when I took shape in her. I am reaching the same inside of my
mother where I was spawned. I am kissing the mouth that had given me
guidance, sweared on me and ...encouraged me. It felt great, that I am
using the same woman that loved me motherly to love me sexually. I
am showing my gratitude towards her upbringing by ravishing her cunt
with my dick. After few more strokes, I felt my balls exploding gobs
of semen I have been storing for her. I humped on to her vigourously
before I came. I could not help stop but gasp as I shot my wad into
her. I could feel my semen flooding mother's vagina as I reached my
climax.
Our sexual act is complete as I laid on my wonderful mother
fulfilled and gasping for my breath. I could hear my mother too is
breathing hard. Our naked bodies still connected together with my
chest firmly pressing her naked breasts. My cock by now started
getting limp but still inside her transfering the last remains of my
semen. Mother still said nothing and laid the position. I didn't
have enough guts to look at her face. We both made no moves to
untangle as my exhaustion slipped me into deep sleep. The next
morning when I got up, mother is not seen anywhere. I was still
lying naked on my bed. My sarong is still on the floor but no signs
of my mother's clothes. For a moment I thought it might have been a
dream and started looking for some evidence on the bed. I found some
long strands of my mother's hair on the pillow beside mine. I got
little assured and looked for some sex-liquid stains on the blanket.
I did see three dried stains where the cloth was stiff. I had a
chill running through my spine as I realised its not a dream. I felt
a lot a guilt. I could not find enough guts to walk outside my room.
I stayed there as long as I could. Good it was a Sunday. After few
hours my mother knocked on the door to get me up as it is
approaching noon. It was after her call, I had a bit of my
confidence back in me.
I quickly went into the bathroom for my morning chores. I tried to
avoid my mother for another half an hour or so until she called me
to eat my lunch. That day has been a horrible day for both of us. We
never talked. Infact the silence continued for a few more days. Good
thing I have a job to go to otherwise I would have become mad with
her silence. During these hostile days my mother visited our
neighbours and nearby relatives quite a lot. Possibly just to be
away from me I guess. After threes days of constant silence I
decided I have to put an end to this. After our dinner on thursday,
I told her I am Sorry and never meant to hurt her! She just said its
OK but after few seconds, she just burst into tears. I felt very
bad. It took two more days to get back to normal. The normalcy of
our mother-son physical contact never returned though! She always
tried to stay farther from me and locked her room when she changed
or went to sleep. We continued with our lives that way. Another Two
weeks after things got normal, my mother went to a movie with her
friends. I knew she was going to a movie because she asked me some
money for the movie as I was going on a two day trip to a nearby
village on work. When I got back the following day from my trip,
things were different at home.
My mother got dressed beautifully in a very nice saree and she had
flowers in her hair. Normally widows never wear flowers in their
hair. She is also seemed to be in a good mood. I was happy but also
shocked to see her that way. There was a lot of contrast between the
mother I left for my trip and the mother I am looking at right now.
She also received me well, and asked a lot about my trip. Slowly I
also lost my hostility and interacted with her freely. I was glad
mom is back to normal. After the dinner she insisted me to take
shower and go to my room. I reluctantly had my shower and went back
to my room. Then my mother ordered me not to come out of the room
and lay on the bed. I tried to refuse saying I am not sleepy yet but
she screamed at me to do as she says. I didnot wanted to upset my
mother again. So I went to bed half-hearted. Few minutes later I
heard my room door open only to see my mother well dressed in a
yellow saree with a glass of milk in my hand. I was shocked to see
her that way. She is all dressed up and reminded me of a bride.
Normally the newly-wed brides enter the room that way with a glass
of milk.
For a moment I thought it can't be!!! I could not believe my eyes! I
also thought it might be a prank trying to get back at me for raping
her. As she entered she locked the bedroom door, came to me and
handed to glass of milk. I took it politely and drank the milk. She
then told me "Your mother is now ready to become your woman if you
wish to do so!" I was shocked to hear it! I also need to confess how
much those words have caused a twitch in my cock. I could not
believe my own mother is inviting me to fuck her! It took me few
minutes to get my thoughts back on track as I could see my mother
still waiting before me for an answer. I didn't know what to do at
that moment. My mother is looking like an elderly woman just
married. She is proposing me to take her as my woman and my dick is
throbbing for her pussy. I could not do anything but to say "YES!
YES!" lifting myself from the bed to hug my mother.
We had a passionate kiss as we moved on to our bed. This time we
both were suttle and exploring in our lovemaking session as I opened
my mother's blouse to enjoy her juicy breast amidst my mother's
moans which I never expected I will hear from my mother. She didn't
wear any underwear so I just lifted her saree to her waist to get
access to her now wet cunt rather than removing her saree. This time
the sex was devine. As if I am making love to my woman. Until I
looked at her face I never realised I am fucking my own mother. I
felt as if I am fucking Rati, the love godess, herself. Thats why I
think they have invented the saying 'Cover the face and fuck the
base!' I could also feel my mother's enjoyment of sex. The moans,
the humps, and the juices. I am seeing and feeling the other side of
my mother whom I never saw before. Before I realised I am fucking my
mother as my woman, I already started squirting my semen into her
wet cunt for the second time. After our juicy fuck session we just
laid on the bed caressing each other. Our physical bond between our
legs is now free but neither of us bothered to set our clothes back
to normal. My mother is still open breasted with her blouse hanging
from her shoulders and her saree still lifted up to her thighs. We
both were lying on our sides facing each other. It was then, we
talked. Mother said "Are you happy now?" I said "More than ever! I
love you mom!"
Mom said "I love you too son! From today I am your woman too! You
should call me Heena when we are alone. You can have my body too
when ever you want!"
I said "Thanks Heena! Sorry if I have hurt you before! I think you a
very sexy woman and wanted to be close to you that way too!" She
said "Its alright! I was in shock to know my son lusted for me and
you let me know that in a violent way" She continued "It was only
yesterday I figured I will take our relationship to new heights! I
felt very lonely! I realised I will be like that forever if I donot
do something! Eventhough it was wierd for me to know that you are
lusting for me I finally could accept it as an another form of love
towards me! I even felt proud that I am turning you on! Thats why I
decided I will let you have my body! You already raped me and
entered me where you are forbidden to enter! I have lost my sheel
(chastity) by you and I have nothing more to loose! If I accept the
situation I will be gaining than loosing! Thats why I proposed!" I
said "Heena, my beloved, I am happy for your proposal and I am also
sorry I had to take you through the rape ordeal! I did not mean to
hurt you!" Mom said smiling "I know you didn't! Thats why I arranged
this first night" and kissed me on the lips as I reciprocated. After
the kiss she said "Do you know I am wearing the same saree in which
I married your father? We also had our first night in the same saree
too!" I was so excited as I looked at her saree. "You mean you are
wearing the same saree my father fucked you the first time?"
"Yes! This is the same saree in which your daddy took my cherry! Now
I am wearing it to celebrate my first night with my son" Mother
replied. "Thats great Mom!" I exclaimed. I couldn't believe it! I
touched and felt the saree again. I couldn't believe I fucked my
mother in her marriage dress. Heena, my lovely mother, let me fuck
her in the same saree her husband fucked her for the first time. I
felt I am the luckiest son on the earth! I could not wait any longer
as I moved onto my mother again for an another session to show my
gratitude towards her. Since then our relationship has turned into a
mother-son relationship with an extra bond between our legs. Mother
moved into my room which used to be her room when dad was alive. We
still left the bed in her room intact in case if somebody gets
curious. We are just mother and son when anybody is around us. On a
normal day she is my mother by day and my woman by night. Well
almost a mother by day. Except for the days our relations and
friends visit us we always slept together. Sometimes mother used
normal mother-son relationship to get us sleeping together. When we
have too many guests mother used to arrange a bed for us in the
bunker we have at the back of the house saying we can adjust! Little
they know that a mother and son can sleep together with their
genitals locked! Mother used to dress like a wife awaiting her
husband's return from work. It was always great to see my mother
waiting for me well dressed with flowers in her head when I return
home from work.
She became a wife to me and I am her husband. I am Rama to my mother
Heena. Now a days she also compares my style of fucking her to my
fathers. She tells me I fuck her in different positions which my dad
never did. Few months later, at 43, my mother Heena got pregnant
again. This time with my baby. Her son's baby. I am happy I knocked
my dear old mother. My mother is happy that she still got her
husband's genepool in her stomach. My semen has taken shape in my
mother womb. Our baby is due in six months.
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