Update 18
Ram (murmured): Wow!
I knew what the exclamation was for from my grownup son! Because as soon as he did that he placed his chin on my shoulder, he could clearly see right down my big firm tits which was a real bonus for him to view them naked from such close quarters! My fair chest area along with the bulge of my breast flesh and their size and how they looked and stayed inside my dress in a bra-less state were openly evident to him now. Ram was motionless for some moments and I could only hear his deep breathing as he continuously ogled at my boob treasure.
I was also breathing heavier as I was aware Ram was gawking at my tits. From the angle he was peeing into my mammaries he could easily estimate my exact boob size and how sexy they looked in their naked state! I wondered if he was able to see even my swollen and erect brown nipples also inside as I was now bending significantly more to provide him an enhanced view of my mast choochies!
Me: Ruk kiyu gaye? Tere papa kya aisa ruk jate the?
I giggled as I taunted my son.
Ram: Err... Nehi… nehi Mummy… tum utawle mat ho…Papa kaam se aye hai naa…. to thak gaye hai thoda…
I could not stop laughing at my son’s presence of mind and as I laughed out my big heavy breasts jiggled even more sexily inside my night for Ram to view.
Ram: Ab wo tumhe kiss karke tumhare mamme dabayenge…
Me: To kar naa!
I was naturally getting impatient! He now slowly pushed his face into my face and brushed his cheek on mine and then kissed my cheeks again. This time when he kissed my cheeks I noted that he hesitatingly slid his hands off my smooth arms towards my frontal part of the body and he touched my belly and gradually was planning to rise up! I shuddered in anticipation and started taking very deep breaths and my boobs swelled like anything inside my dress inviting Ram in an extremely sexy manner to be more proactive. Ram’s both hands felt my flat belly area and then touched the base of my big round boobs.
Me: Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh……..
I was naturally getting completely shameless now and was more expressive. Ram kissed my left cheek and then my right cheek and his warm breaths and wet saliva was soaking my cheeks. It felt so, so good and erotic as he (like any matured male) brushed his lips and tongue on my smooth rosy cheeks. His lip action was definitely smarter and non-hesitant this time and I liked that very much. This time I was also proactive and longed to get lip-locked with my son. I knew Ram would not have the guts to kiss my lips and hence I lifted and turned my face in such an angle so that our lips met! Though he was somewhat hesitant and was probably more keen to press and squeeze my big tight breasts, I just pushed my full soft lips into his and he was forced to suck my fleshy lower lip. Once he got into groove Ram started sucking me hard and was extracting my sweet juice and the sensuous soft feel of my full wide lips must have kindled him quite a bit.
This time I did not have to guide him any more and his hands automatically rose up leaving the base of my heavy tits and grabbed both of my mammaries in his two hands (just like Vinay did) and started pressing them over my nighty feeling the firmness and roundedness of my fully developed tits.
Me: Uuuuuuuuuffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff....
I moaned quite loudly now expressing my sexual feelings now! As Ram was young his palms were not enough big-sized to hold my boobies completely, more so as they were milk filled and heavy, but he tried his best to cup them and squeezed my rubber-tight milk-jugs giving me heavenly pleasure. I realized that since Ram exercised regularly his grip had become quite strong and I really liked his grabs on my tight boob flesh though surely not as satisfying as my husband, but frankly I could not expect that from a young man like him!
After enjoying a long lip-to-lip kiss with Ram I started feeling the urge to kiss him in return. I waited patiently and as soon as he completed a round of sucking my lower lip and loosened his lips on mine, I took the opportunity and took out my lip from his and gently pressed his thin lower lip with my soft fleshy lips and started sucking it.
Ram: Mmmmmmmmmmmm...
Indeed it was extremely satisfying for a youngster like him to be lip-kissed by a plump full-grown woman like me. The pressure of Ram’s hands on my boobs immediately increased as soon as I kissed him and he squeezed my boob flesh more enthusiastically and strongly. At one point it really seemed to me that as if he was blowing some air horn (of a lorry) the way he was kneading my tits with both hands as I kissed his lips.
I was naturally losing control on myself as our saliva mixed in our mouth and as our tongues met! Our relationship had gone for a toss and enjoyment was probably the only criterion for me, a frustrated me, a deprived me!
As I continued to kiss his thin salty lips, I involuntarily guided my hands down from towards his crotch and slowly caught hold of his taut erect meat inside his pants. Ram’s cock was simply throbbing in excitement as I grabbed it by briskly opening his pant buttons and as soon as he felt my warm soft palms on his naked cock, he also started returning me increased pleasures! I could feel he kneaded my milk jugs stronger and by that time was able to trace my swollen hardened nipples inside my nighty and held them in between his fingers and twisted and rotated them taking me to the seventh heaven!
Me: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......
I shuddered in excitement and ecstasy in my son’s arms and my lips automatically parted as I moaned out loud. This actually enabled Ram to return me a kiss to me just as it happenes when two lovers meet! He took my juicy lower lip in his lips and returned a hot passionate kiss! He was indeed learning smartly!
As things progressed I was now almost half-lying on bed due to Ram’s body pressure on me from my original sitting position! Initially though he was at my back embracing me and caressing my belly and breasts, but as we remained lip-locked with each other more in long kisses, I automatically exposed more and more of my body front towards Ram thereby turning sideways on the bed and in fact at the present time I was in a perfect hugging posture with him with me almost lying under him!
I realized that I was indeed in an extremely compromised and weak position, for that matter it was true for any woman to be on bed like that, with a male. If it was Vinay or for that matter any other adult male, he would never let me go from this stance without striping me and grinding his cock inside my pussy. But Ram was my son and though he was grownup and had a good-sized well nourished cock for his age, I could never think in my wildest dream that he would screw me!
As seconds tickled, I noted Ram was throbbing in excitement getting to kiss, hold, caress and squeeze a voluptuous tight-figured woman like me. As he continued to feel my curvy figure under his body, he was abundantly cupping my bra-less bouncy boobs in his hands feeling the sexiness of my firm round boob flesh over the thin cover of my nighty. Thankfully he was not bold enough to put his hand inside my nighty to feel my completely naked full-sized tits. He was twisting my gbang-like nipples at his free will with his fingers making me shudder and moan and easily taking me to my peak with my honey-pot ready to release its juices! By that time I had also rubbed his penis so much in my ecstasy that I was able to trace its foreskin back completely revealing the smooth pink penis head! Ram indeed must have been having a trying exciting time to hold back his cum.
Though I treated Ram just like my husband on bed and got carried away enough crossing all levels of decency, morality and respectability landing up in this supreme compromised position, some good senses probably still prevailed in me. Afterall he was my eldest son and somewhere down my mind amidst all this passion and sexual thrill I had to obstruct and bring things to a close because I quickly realized that if I continue to indulge young Ram like this for a few more minutes for my own pleasure, he would surely gather the courage to strip me naked because my nighty was the only cover that I had on my 30-year old mast jawani. And though he was my son, he was a male first! The animal that lives in every male would override our relation status and he would surely go for the kill. And for me too it would be completely unmanageable not to take his cock inside once I get naked on bed!
I.... I had to do something….but the way Ram was feverishly kissing me and squeezing my firm breasts and pushing his full-length small dick in a to and fro fashion in my palm.... things were briskly slipping out of my hand. I was feeling so, so weak and was longing so much to get naked and lie down on bed from my half-lying posture and have Ram on top of me! I had to do something…. I had to do something!
My mind at last worked over my physically elated state! I applied the simplest method... probably the oldest technique by which a female can avoid a male jerking his semen in her honey-pot. I immediately started twisting and rubbing Ram’s cock so that he was forced to ejaculate. All this time I was just feeling his small young cock and was only caressing and massaging it so that it gets harder and harder to its fullest resilient state and I could feel that in my hand, but now just like an expert prostitute I was making things difficult for him so that he was compelled to masturbate! He had no other way to escape!
Ram: Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh.... Uhhhhhhhhhhh.... Mmmmmuuuummmmmmmmyyyyyyy.....
Ram naturally felt very restless and had to terminate the kiss and was gasping for breath.
Poor boy!
Becharaa!
His face was red and his chest was going up and down very fast. He did not know what to do as he was on the verge of exploding! I noted that his young cock was dangling awkwardly and was all set to burst out its load! My palms were moistened and sticky with his precum! His hands were still holding onto my firm prominent breasts, but his penis had simply given up!
Ultimately realizing there was no other alternative for him, Ram whispered in my ears to be excused to go to the toilet. I obviously did not want to create a scene and land up in a position where Ram masturbates in my hand and hence let him go.
As he rushed towards the toilet, I took some deep long breaths and started tame my heat. I just lifted my nighty up my naked shapely legs and pushed my hand inside and fingered my fully wet and slippery choot.
Me: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oooooooooiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Like Ram I was also at my peak and needed to shed my juices. I writhed in ecstasy as I released my juices. Though not 100% satisfying, it was definitely much more pleasing and assuring (after months of dryness) and I was more than contended with what I extracted from Ram today!
Afterall I was his mother and I had to be within my limits somewhere to maintain my respectability to my son; so taking the pretext and smokescreen of his lessons, what I could achieve today (without Chacha-ji’s help) was indeed fulfilling for me. I closed my eyes and lingered in the kissing and caressing that I received from Ram and self-fingered me till I released my juices.
I spent a significant time in the bathroom by striping myself and fingering my wet slippery pussy and self-massaging my naked curvy body especially my big succulent boobs and rubbing my heavy firm ass on the wall to feel comfortable. It was indeed a pretty satisfying session considering hat the dryness I was experiencing the last few months due to my husband’s virtual absence from my life. Though it was not a full fledged intercourse session that I was really dying for after childbirth, but yet I was satisfied the way things had shaped up with Ram. Somewhere down my mind I was also critical about myself since I consciously used Ram’s innocence and age-related curiosity to extract pleasures for satisfying my sexual urge. But it was also true that Ram was getting deviated and as Chacha-ji constantly knocked me saying that I had the most important role to play to set Ram back on the right track satisfying his age-related curiosities through my physical beauty and feminine attraction so that he did not feel the inclination to mingle with his dirty-minded friends and got addicted to pornography etc.
Chacha-ji: Beti! Beti!
I quickly composed myself and wore a fresh nighty and wrapped my housecoat over it as I was not wearing any undergarments. Harpal was also awake by that time and I had to breast-feed him. I took my baby in my lap and went outside to see what Chacha-ji had to say.
Chacha-ji: Are Dekh Beti...kaun mil gaye raaste mein!
I was obviously not expecting any visitor at that point of time; in fact I desired to relish the feel and touches of my grownup son on my body... the hugs, the grabs, the squeezes, and the kisses we were involved in... so was rather annoyed anticipating a guest. But my irritation changed in a flash seeing my nieces!
Me: Arrrre! Natasha! Urvasi!
Chacha-ji: Are inke college ki head-mistress ki death ho gayi... to college chutti hai... they were going home with their mom when I met them after depositing the electric bill payment.
Me: Oh! Bahut achha kiye Chacha-ji jo aap inko pakad ke le aye!
Natasha and Urvasi were my elder sister Nandini’s daughters who lived in the adjacent locality some kilometers away.
Me: Didi kaha hai? Ayi nehi?
Nandini: Mai yaha hoon Bina...
Me: Oh! Didi... Great to see you!
My elder sister stepped in as she was probably a bit slow in walking in comparison to her young energetic daughters.
Me: Oh! Didi! Great to see you! Am so happy... you came here after so long! Aj dono bade dino ke badd khuub gappe marenge!
Chacha-ji: Khush Beti?
Me (naturally extremely overjoyed to see my elder sister and her daughters): Oh! Thank you Chacha-ji for inviting them all!
Natasha: Ha Mausi... Nana-ji (my nieces called him ‘Nana-ji”) humlogo zabardasti le aye... we could not get the opportunity to go home and change our college dress also!
Me (smiling): Oh... Okay! Okay! No problem.
Natasha & Urvasi: Mausi... bhai ko ekbar do naa godd mei... do naa please...
Me: Ha ha... sure... ye le apne bhai ko!
I handed over Harpal to my nieces and naturally both were extremely happy getting him and started cuddling and talking to him and went inside the room.
Me: Aao Didi.... Chacha-ji aap thoda araam kijiye upar jaake, mai chaye bhejti hoon.
Chacha-ji: Okay... okay.... Ye lo Beti... mai thoda garam garam samose aur jalebi laya hoon tum sab ke liye.
Me: Oh... thank you Chacha-ji.
Chacha-ji went upstairs while myself and Nandini stepped inside my room.
Natasha and Urvasi were my elder sister’s daughters; Natasha was the elder one who was 18 years and was reading in the twelfth while Urvasi was just one year younger than Natasha and was 17 and read in the eleventh standard. Ram met them just as he was leaving for college; though he was very enthusiastic seeing both sisters, but he had to leave as he had the test. He promised to be back from college quickly and planned to go to a nearby fair in the afternoon with his sisters. Though he was younger to both Natasha and Urvasi by at least 3-4 years, he never called them “didi” from the very start.
After a lot of chitchat we all had lunch and were taking rest. I was waiting for Ram to return from college. I was in fact missing him a bit! Our physical nearness probably was taking its toll on my mind. As Nandini was chatting with her daughters I was getting flash pictures in my mind about how I guided my hands down towards Ram’s crotch and caught hold of his taut erect cock inside his pants. Being a married woman I was unable to erase the sight and feel of his young dick in my hands. It was throbbing in excitement as I had grabbed it by opening his pant buttons... the whole scene as if was coming up in my mind again! I sighed deeply as I instantly remembered the way Ram traced my swollen nipples inside my nighty with both hands and rotated them in between his fingers and pressed my heavy succulent tits.
Nandini: Bina! Bina!
I was so engrossed in my erotic thoughts that I did not hear Didi calling me.
Nandini: Bina! Are kaha kho gayi?
Me: Oh... nehi Didi...juch nehi... yuhi... bolo... kya baat hai?
As I talked I tried my best to shed those sensual thoughts from my mind. Ram was afterall my son and I must not be thinking from that angle constantly. I tried to counsel my mind that I should not treat him as my “lover” and that way through my behavior it might raise a doubt or question in the mind of my son. That would be very derogatory for me. I rebuked myself internally and tried to again concentrate on chatting with my elder sister and nieces.
Nandini: Are Bina... I remain so concerned about Natasha’s tuition classes... she is in XII now... and it’s costly too... especially for tow... have you given any private tutor to Ram?
Me: No Didi... not any outsider... actually Chacha-ji gives him tuition.
Nandini: Rally!
I also shared to my sister that Chacha-ji was giving free tuition classes to Ram considering my economic condition. She was a bit surprised that Chacha-ji gives free tuition to Ram because she was saying just prior that how much of her household money goes into the tuition fees of her two daughters. I told her that Ram was doing quite well under Chacha-ji’s guidance.
Didi immediately asked her two daughters (who were basically lying idle on bed and chatting and doing nothing) to take their new books to Chacha-ji for some lesson understanding.
Nandini: Bina, will Chacha-ji mind if Natasha and Urvasi go to him with some query?
Me: No, no Didi... Chacha-ji is not like that at all Previously he used to give tuition to Ram’s friend Jayant and his sister Joyita.
Nandini: Oh! Okay... You also go then naa... with them... they will also feel comfortable... I will take care of Harpy here.
Me: O... okay Didi. No problem.
Natasha and Urvasi went with me upstairs with their books and that was when I noticed (and realized) for the first time that my nieces could no longer be termed ‘young’! As I observed their figures they indeed did not look like ‘collegegirls” at all! In fact I had not met them for quite sometime and today without a doubt I could conclude that they were “quite grownup” now. Both sisters, Natasha and Urvasi, had developed figure for their age with prominent curves in appropriate places on their body. Although they were clad in college unforms (white top and yellow pleated skirt), both girls looked rather appealing as their tall tight figures could hardly be restrained in their college unform. Natasha was slightly plumper of the two girls though they both possessed tall and toned figures of almost similar proportions. I could see that they both got the shape of their mother and just like their mom, who was a buxom woman, they both had sizable breasts already!
Urvasi had a comparatively slimmer figure than Natasha with somewhat smaller breasts, thinner waist, but a prominent ass and chunky legs just like her elder sister. As they climbed the stairs with me, I noted that Natasha’s apple-like breasts were jumping up and down in a very sexy and alluring manner inside her college top as she must have been wearing a somewhat loose brassiere inside her white college top. Moreover, the white college top Natasha was wearing was also thin, the fabric was not enough thick for a girl of 18 to wear and Didi should have noticed that and could have advised Natasha to wear a vest under her top. I could easily trace her white bra strap on her peeth through her college top! Also as I examined my nieces further, I noted that the skirt Urvasi wore was way too short for a tall grownup girl like her and Urvasi’s well-formed fair legs and calves were adequately visible as she took each step up the stairs.
Me: Didi should have been much more careful about her daughter’s dressings! They are quite grownup now! (I murmured within myself)
I was pretty sure that if my nieces were not in their college uniforms, nobody would say that these two were collegegirls!
Chacha-ji: Are kya baat hai Beti?
As I entered the room I clearly detected that Chacha-ji was lying on the cot and rubbing and massaging his crotch area with one hand under his lungi. The elderly person must have been rubbing his cock thinking about something sensual! Did I see his black cock for a moment through his lungi? Even at this age it seemed to be as tall as a monument! As he noticed me, he immediately removed his hand out of his lungi and tried to act normally getting up from his lying posture. Thankfully Natasha and Urvasi did not see him with his hand inside his lungi!
Me: Chacha-ji... actually my nieces have some doubts regarding their studies... not much though... err... I mean... if you can please help them out a bit...
Chacha-ji: Are... sure sure! Aao Natasha... Aao Urvasi....
Chacha-ji got up and sat in a chair which had a table in front of it. Since there was only one extra chair available, Urvasi sat on it while Natasha continued to stand by the table. I took my seat just behind Chacha-ji on the cot a little far away and continued to watch my nieces. Just then I noticed the servant was also there sleeping on the floor and getting noises had awakened up. And as soon as he opened his eyes he found the two young girls with enviable sexy figures for their age and his eyeballs as if froze on their bodies! And since both girls were in their college uniforms, they were wearing short pleated skirts, and much of their fair well-formed legs remained constantly exposed to the greedy eyes of our low-class servant.
In fact I was also quite overwhelmed today by my nieces’ bodily growth which I never noticed/realized prior.
Chacha-ji was wearing a lungi and vest. I doubted that he was wearing anything inside his lungi because this afternoon period was his resting time. He was surely naked under his lungi and his manhood must be dangling freely inside his clothing! Natasha kept her hands on the table and bent a little to explain her query to Chacha-ji and as a result I detected that the weight of her twin firm boobs pressed on her tight college top making her boobies more noticeable.
Was Chacha-ji also eyeing that? Though he seemed to look at Natasha’s face but the way she bent forward and putting forward her query to Chacha-ji, her young, firm, bulging boobies were right in front of his nose! And they looked so full and firm – as if ready to be plucked or plundered!
Just then I noted that Urvasi who was sitting on the other chair was in the habit of shaking her legs and each time she was shaking her legs – her legs were parting - her milky thighs were flashing as her skirt was in any case teensy and due to her sitting posture had hiked up somewhat. And as I looked at Haria who was still sitting on the floor virtually licking my nieces’ “young” bodies through his eyes, I realized that he had also noted that! I sighed and was cursing my elder sister Nandini for not training her grownup daughters properly about how to behave in front of males.
Chacha-ji was an old fox and how could he miss the free show offered by my neice!
From the angle Chacha-ji was sitting he was easily able to watch the creamy white thighs of my niece being flashed as she continued to oscillate her legs. The short college skirt Urvasi was wearing was slowly rising with every shake and she was completely unaware of that as she waited for her turn to clear her doubt to Chacha-ji! I was shocked to note that almost half of her fleshy hairless legs were now exposed!
Just at that juncture, the pen Chacha-ji was holding in his hand somehow slipped from his fingers and dropped on the floor.
Chacha-ji: Oh! Excuse me Natasha!
Natasha: Sure Nana-ji...
Chacha-ji knelt down to pick up the pen from under the table. As I was sitting just behind him on the cot I could clearly observe that Chacha-ji bent down to pick up the pen and then stopped for a moment and looked up from under the table towards Urvasi. She was sitting just opposite to him and from that low angle Chacha-ji must have been having an unrestricted view of her fair, hairless, naked legs and a clear darshan of her panties under her skirt!
The naughty sly fox!
Urvasi obviously did not realize what was going on and she was still shaking her legs. Being an elder and her “mausi” I should have alerted her through my eyes to close her legs, but on the contrary in utter curiosity I also moved my head slightly sideways down to find that my 17-year-old attractive niece was giving my elderly landlord a grand darshan of her naked milky thighs and as both her thighs converged at the center there was her pink panty with flowers printed on it. The scene indeed was pretty exciting and tempting for any male and Chacha-ji even at 50 was no exception!
Chacha-ji could not stay for long under the table and had to get up as Natasha was waiting right in front of him. I was shocked to notice that as Chacha-ji explained Natasha about her query, he had one hand on his dick and was openly rubbing and kneading it over his lungi! I was pretty sure that she had noted that as she was standing in front of him and probably that was the reason that she had her cheeks turning red!
Then it was Urvasi’s turn to get her doubts cleared. Natasha did not sit on the chair and came and sit beside me. As she walked towards me I again noted that her somewhat heavy breasts jiggled very sexily inside her bra and top with each step that she took. It looked very odd and indecent, in fact rather alluring and I noted that Haria was also gaping at her wriggling mammaries from his sitting position and was rubbing his cock!
The rascal!
I knew what the exclamation was for from my grownup son! Because as soon as he did that he placed his chin on my shoulder, he could clearly see right down my big firm tits which was a real bonus for him to view them naked from such close quarters! My fair chest area along with the bulge of my breast flesh and their size and how they looked and stayed inside my dress in a bra-less state were openly evident to him now. Ram was motionless for some moments and I could only hear his deep breathing as he continuously ogled at my boob treasure.
I was also breathing heavier as I was aware Ram was gawking at my tits. From the angle he was peeing into my mammaries he could easily estimate my exact boob size and how sexy they looked in their naked state! I wondered if he was able to see even my swollen and erect brown nipples also inside as I was now bending significantly more to provide him an enhanced view of my mast choochies!
Me: Ruk kiyu gaye? Tere papa kya aisa ruk jate the?
I giggled as I taunted my son.
Ram: Err... Nehi… nehi Mummy… tum utawle mat ho…Papa kaam se aye hai naa…. to thak gaye hai thoda…
I could not stop laughing at my son’s presence of mind and as I laughed out my big heavy breasts jiggled even more sexily inside my night for Ram to view.
Ram: Ab wo tumhe kiss karke tumhare mamme dabayenge…
Me: To kar naa!
I was naturally getting impatient! He now slowly pushed his face into my face and brushed his cheek on mine and then kissed my cheeks again. This time when he kissed my cheeks I noted that he hesitatingly slid his hands off my smooth arms towards my frontal part of the body and he touched my belly and gradually was planning to rise up! I shuddered in anticipation and started taking very deep breaths and my boobs swelled like anything inside my dress inviting Ram in an extremely sexy manner to be more proactive. Ram’s both hands felt my flat belly area and then touched the base of my big round boobs.
Me: Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh……..
I was naturally getting completely shameless now and was more expressive. Ram kissed my left cheek and then my right cheek and his warm breaths and wet saliva was soaking my cheeks. It felt so, so good and erotic as he (like any matured male) brushed his lips and tongue on my smooth rosy cheeks. His lip action was definitely smarter and non-hesitant this time and I liked that very much. This time I was also proactive and longed to get lip-locked with my son. I knew Ram would not have the guts to kiss my lips and hence I lifted and turned my face in such an angle so that our lips met! Though he was somewhat hesitant and was probably more keen to press and squeeze my big tight breasts, I just pushed my full soft lips into his and he was forced to suck my fleshy lower lip. Once he got into groove Ram started sucking me hard and was extracting my sweet juice and the sensuous soft feel of my full wide lips must have kindled him quite a bit.
This time I did not have to guide him any more and his hands automatically rose up leaving the base of my heavy tits and grabbed both of my mammaries in his two hands (just like Vinay did) and started pressing them over my nighty feeling the firmness and roundedness of my fully developed tits.
Me: Uuuuuuuuuffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff....
I moaned quite loudly now expressing my sexual feelings now! As Ram was young his palms were not enough big-sized to hold my boobies completely, more so as they were milk filled and heavy, but he tried his best to cup them and squeezed my rubber-tight milk-jugs giving me heavenly pleasure. I realized that since Ram exercised regularly his grip had become quite strong and I really liked his grabs on my tight boob flesh though surely not as satisfying as my husband, but frankly I could not expect that from a young man like him!
After enjoying a long lip-to-lip kiss with Ram I started feeling the urge to kiss him in return. I waited patiently and as soon as he completed a round of sucking my lower lip and loosened his lips on mine, I took the opportunity and took out my lip from his and gently pressed his thin lower lip with my soft fleshy lips and started sucking it.
Ram: Mmmmmmmmmmmm...
Indeed it was extremely satisfying for a youngster like him to be lip-kissed by a plump full-grown woman like me. The pressure of Ram’s hands on my boobs immediately increased as soon as I kissed him and he squeezed my boob flesh more enthusiastically and strongly. At one point it really seemed to me that as if he was blowing some air horn (of a lorry) the way he was kneading my tits with both hands as I kissed his lips.
I was naturally losing control on myself as our saliva mixed in our mouth and as our tongues met! Our relationship had gone for a toss and enjoyment was probably the only criterion for me, a frustrated me, a deprived me!
As I continued to kiss his thin salty lips, I involuntarily guided my hands down from towards his crotch and slowly caught hold of his taut erect meat inside his pants. Ram’s cock was simply throbbing in excitement as I grabbed it by briskly opening his pant buttons and as soon as he felt my warm soft palms on his naked cock, he also started returning me increased pleasures! I could feel he kneaded my milk jugs stronger and by that time was able to trace my swollen hardened nipples inside my nighty and held them in between his fingers and twisted and rotated them taking me to the seventh heaven!
Me: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......
I shuddered in excitement and ecstasy in my son’s arms and my lips automatically parted as I moaned out loud. This actually enabled Ram to return me a kiss to me just as it happenes when two lovers meet! He took my juicy lower lip in his lips and returned a hot passionate kiss! He was indeed learning smartly!
As things progressed I was now almost half-lying on bed due to Ram’s body pressure on me from my original sitting position! Initially though he was at my back embracing me and caressing my belly and breasts, but as we remained lip-locked with each other more in long kisses, I automatically exposed more and more of my body front towards Ram thereby turning sideways on the bed and in fact at the present time I was in a perfect hugging posture with him with me almost lying under him!
I realized that I was indeed in an extremely compromised and weak position, for that matter it was true for any woman to be on bed like that, with a male. If it was Vinay or for that matter any other adult male, he would never let me go from this stance without striping me and grinding his cock inside my pussy. But Ram was my son and though he was grownup and had a good-sized well nourished cock for his age, I could never think in my wildest dream that he would screw me!
As seconds tickled, I noted Ram was throbbing in excitement getting to kiss, hold, caress and squeeze a voluptuous tight-figured woman like me. As he continued to feel my curvy figure under his body, he was abundantly cupping my bra-less bouncy boobs in his hands feeling the sexiness of my firm round boob flesh over the thin cover of my nighty. Thankfully he was not bold enough to put his hand inside my nighty to feel my completely naked full-sized tits. He was twisting my gbang-like nipples at his free will with his fingers making me shudder and moan and easily taking me to my peak with my honey-pot ready to release its juices! By that time I had also rubbed his penis so much in my ecstasy that I was able to trace its foreskin back completely revealing the smooth pink penis head! Ram indeed must have been having a trying exciting time to hold back his cum.
Though I treated Ram just like my husband on bed and got carried away enough crossing all levels of decency, morality and respectability landing up in this supreme compromised position, some good senses probably still prevailed in me. Afterall he was my eldest son and somewhere down my mind amidst all this passion and sexual thrill I had to obstruct and bring things to a close because I quickly realized that if I continue to indulge young Ram like this for a few more minutes for my own pleasure, he would surely gather the courage to strip me naked because my nighty was the only cover that I had on my 30-year old mast jawani. And though he was my son, he was a male first! The animal that lives in every male would override our relation status and he would surely go for the kill. And for me too it would be completely unmanageable not to take his cock inside once I get naked on bed!
I.... I had to do something….but the way Ram was feverishly kissing me and squeezing my firm breasts and pushing his full-length small dick in a to and fro fashion in my palm.... things were briskly slipping out of my hand. I was feeling so, so weak and was longing so much to get naked and lie down on bed from my half-lying posture and have Ram on top of me! I had to do something…. I had to do something!
My mind at last worked over my physically elated state! I applied the simplest method... probably the oldest technique by which a female can avoid a male jerking his semen in her honey-pot. I immediately started twisting and rubbing Ram’s cock so that he was forced to ejaculate. All this time I was just feeling his small young cock and was only caressing and massaging it so that it gets harder and harder to its fullest resilient state and I could feel that in my hand, but now just like an expert prostitute I was making things difficult for him so that he was compelled to masturbate! He had no other way to escape!
Ram: Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh.... Uhhhhhhhhhhh.... Mmmmmuuuummmmmmmmyyyyyyy.....
Ram naturally felt very restless and had to terminate the kiss and was gasping for breath.
Poor boy!
Becharaa!
His face was red and his chest was going up and down very fast. He did not know what to do as he was on the verge of exploding! I noted that his young cock was dangling awkwardly and was all set to burst out its load! My palms were moistened and sticky with his precum! His hands were still holding onto my firm prominent breasts, but his penis had simply given up!
Ultimately realizing there was no other alternative for him, Ram whispered in my ears to be excused to go to the toilet. I obviously did not want to create a scene and land up in a position where Ram masturbates in my hand and hence let him go.
As he rushed towards the toilet, I took some deep long breaths and started tame my heat. I just lifted my nighty up my naked shapely legs and pushed my hand inside and fingered my fully wet and slippery choot.
Me: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oooooooooiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Like Ram I was also at my peak and needed to shed my juices. I writhed in ecstasy as I released my juices. Though not 100% satisfying, it was definitely much more pleasing and assuring (after months of dryness) and I was more than contended with what I extracted from Ram today!
Afterall I was his mother and I had to be within my limits somewhere to maintain my respectability to my son; so taking the pretext and smokescreen of his lessons, what I could achieve today (without Chacha-ji’s help) was indeed fulfilling for me. I closed my eyes and lingered in the kissing and caressing that I received from Ram and self-fingered me till I released my juices.
I spent a significant time in the bathroom by striping myself and fingering my wet slippery pussy and self-massaging my naked curvy body especially my big succulent boobs and rubbing my heavy firm ass on the wall to feel comfortable. It was indeed a pretty satisfying session considering hat the dryness I was experiencing the last few months due to my husband’s virtual absence from my life. Though it was not a full fledged intercourse session that I was really dying for after childbirth, but yet I was satisfied the way things had shaped up with Ram. Somewhere down my mind I was also critical about myself since I consciously used Ram’s innocence and age-related curiosity to extract pleasures for satisfying my sexual urge. But it was also true that Ram was getting deviated and as Chacha-ji constantly knocked me saying that I had the most important role to play to set Ram back on the right track satisfying his age-related curiosities through my physical beauty and feminine attraction so that he did not feel the inclination to mingle with his dirty-minded friends and got addicted to pornography etc.
Chacha-ji: Beti! Beti!
I quickly composed myself and wore a fresh nighty and wrapped my housecoat over it as I was not wearing any undergarments. Harpal was also awake by that time and I had to breast-feed him. I took my baby in my lap and went outside to see what Chacha-ji had to say.
Chacha-ji: Are Dekh Beti...kaun mil gaye raaste mein!
I was obviously not expecting any visitor at that point of time; in fact I desired to relish the feel and touches of my grownup son on my body... the hugs, the grabs, the squeezes, and the kisses we were involved in... so was rather annoyed anticipating a guest. But my irritation changed in a flash seeing my nieces!
Me: Arrrre! Natasha! Urvasi!
Chacha-ji: Are inke college ki head-mistress ki death ho gayi... to college chutti hai... they were going home with their mom when I met them after depositing the electric bill payment.
Me: Oh! Bahut achha kiye Chacha-ji jo aap inko pakad ke le aye!
Natasha and Urvasi were my elder sister Nandini’s daughters who lived in the adjacent locality some kilometers away.
Me: Didi kaha hai? Ayi nehi?
Nandini: Mai yaha hoon Bina...
Me: Oh! Didi... Great to see you!
My elder sister stepped in as she was probably a bit slow in walking in comparison to her young energetic daughters.
Me: Oh! Didi! Great to see you! Am so happy... you came here after so long! Aj dono bade dino ke badd khuub gappe marenge!
Chacha-ji: Khush Beti?
Me (naturally extremely overjoyed to see my elder sister and her daughters): Oh! Thank you Chacha-ji for inviting them all!
Natasha: Ha Mausi... Nana-ji (my nieces called him ‘Nana-ji”) humlogo zabardasti le aye... we could not get the opportunity to go home and change our college dress also!
Me (smiling): Oh... Okay! Okay! No problem.
Natasha & Urvasi: Mausi... bhai ko ekbar do naa godd mei... do naa please...
Me: Ha ha... sure... ye le apne bhai ko!
I handed over Harpal to my nieces and naturally both were extremely happy getting him and started cuddling and talking to him and went inside the room.
Me: Aao Didi.... Chacha-ji aap thoda araam kijiye upar jaake, mai chaye bhejti hoon.
Chacha-ji: Okay... okay.... Ye lo Beti... mai thoda garam garam samose aur jalebi laya hoon tum sab ke liye.
Me: Oh... thank you Chacha-ji.
Chacha-ji went upstairs while myself and Nandini stepped inside my room.
Natasha and Urvasi were my elder sister’s daughters; Natasha was the elder one who was 18 years and was reading in the twelfth while Urvasi was just one year younger than Natasha and was 17 and read in the eleventh standard. Ram met them just as he was leaving for college; though he was very enthusiastic seeing both sisters, but he had to leave as he had the test. He promised to be back from college quickly and planned to go to a nearby fair in the afternoon with his sisters. Though he was younger to both Natasha and Urvasi by at least 3-4 years, he never called them “didi” from the very start.
After a lot of chitchat we all had lunch and were taking rest. I was waiting for Ram to return from college. I was in fact missing him a bit! Our physical nearness probably was taking its toll on my mind. As Nandini was chatting with her daughters I was getting flash pictures in my mind about how I guided my hands down towards Ram’s crotch and caught hold of his taut erect cock inside his pants. Being a married woman I was unable to erase the sight and feel of his young dick in my hands. It was throbbing in excitement as I had grabbed it by opening his pant buttons... the whole scene as if was coming up in my mind again! I sighed deeply as I instantly remembered the way Ram traced my swollen nipples inside my nighty with both hands and rotated them in between his fingers and pressed my heavy succulent tits.
Nandini: Bina! Bina!
I was so engrossed in my erotic thoughts that I did not hear Didi calling me.
Nandini: Bina! Are kaha kho gayi?
Me: Oh... nehi Didi...juch nehi... yuhi... bolo... kya baat hai?
As I talked I tried my best to shed those sensual thoughts from my mind. Ram was afterall my son and I must not be thinking from that angle constantly. I tried to counsel my mind that I should not treat him as my “lover” and that way through my behavior it might raise a doubt or question in the mind of my son. That would be very derogatory for me. I rebuked myself internally and tried to again concentrate on chatting with my elder sister and nieces.
Nandini: Are Bina... I remain so concerned about Natasha’s tuition classes... she is in XII now... and it’s costly too... especially for tow... have you given any private tutor to Ram?
Me: No Didi... not any outsider... actually Chacha-ji gives him tuition.
Nandini: Rally!
I also shared to my sister that Chacha-ji was giving free tuition classes to Ram considering my economic condition. She was a bit surprised that Chacha-ji gives free tuition to Ram because she was saying just prior that how much of her household money goes into the tuition fees of her two daughters. I told her that Ram was doing quite well under Chacha-ji’s guidance.
Didi immediately asked her two daughters (who were basically lying idle on bed and chatting and doing nothing) to take their new books to Chacha-ji for some lesson understanding.
Nandini: Bina, will Chacha-ji mind if Natasha and Urvasi go to him with some query?
Me: No, no Didi... Chacha-ji is not like that at all Previously he used to give tuition to Ram’s friend Jayant and his sister Joyita.
Nandini: Oh! Okay... You also go then naa... with them... they will also feel comfortable... I will take care of Harpy here.
Me: O... okay Didi. No problem.
Natasha and Urvasi went with me upstairs with their books and that was when I noticed (and realized) for the first time that my nieces could no longer be termed ‘young’! As I observed their figures they indeed did not look like ‘collegegirls” at all! In fact I had not met them for quite sometime and today without a doubt I could conclude that they were “quite grownup” now. Both sisters, Natasha and Urvasi, had developed figure for their age with prominent curves in appropriate places on their body. Although they were clad in college unforms (white top and yellow pleated skirt), both girls looked rather appealing as their tall tight figures could hardly be restrained in their college unform. Natasha was slightly plumper of the two girls though they both possessed tall and toned figures of almost similar proportions. I could see that they both got the shape of their mother and just like their mom, who was a buxom woman, they both had sizable breasts already!
Urvasi had a comparatively slimmer figure than Natasha with somewhat smaller breasts, thinner waist, but a prominent ass and chunky legs just like her elder sister. As they climbed the stairs with me, I noted that Natasha’s apple-like breasts were jumping up and down in a very sexy and alluring manner inside her college top as she must have been wearing a somewhat loose brassiere inside her white college top. Moreover, the white college top Natasha was wearing was also thin, the fabric was not enough thick for a girl of 18 to wear and Didi should have noticed that and could have advised Natasha to wear a vest under her top. I could easily trace her white bra strap on her peeth through her college top! Also as I examined my nieces further, I noted that the skirt Urvasi wore was way too short for a tall grownup girl like her and Urvasi’s well-formed fair legs and calves were adequately visible as she took each step up the stairs.
Me: Didi should have been much more careful about her daughter’s dressings! They are quite grownup now! (I murmured within myself)
I was pretty sure that if my nieces were not in their college uniforms, nobody would say that these two were collegegirls!
Chacha-ji: Are kya baat hai Beti?
As I entered the room I clearly detected that Chacha-ji was lying on the cot and rubbing and massaging his crotch area with one hand under his lungi. The elderly person must have been rubbing his cock thinking about something sensual! Did I see his black cock for a moment through his lungi? Even at this age it seemed to be as tall as a monument! As he noticed me, he immediately removed his hand out of his lungi and tried to act normally getting up from his lying posture. Thankfully Natasha and Urvasi did not see him with his hand inside his lungi!
Me: Chacha-ji... actually my nieces have some doubts regarding their studies... not much though... err... I mean... if you can please help them out a bit...
Chacha-ji: Are... sure sure! Aao Natasha... Aao Urvasi....
Chacha-ji got up and sat in a chair which had a table in front of it. Since there was only one extra chair available, Urvasi sat on it while Natasha continued to stand by the table. I took my seat just behind Chacha-ji on the cot a little far away and continued to watch my nieces. Just then I noticed the servant was also there sleeping on the floor and getting noises had awakened up. And as soon as he opened his eyes he found the two young girls with enviable sexy figures for their age and his eyeballs as if froze on their bodies! And since both girls were in their college uniforms, they were wearing short pleated skirts, and much of their fair well-formed legs remained constantly exposed to the greedy eyes of our low-class servant.
In fact I was also quite overwhelmed today by my nieces’ bodily growth which I never noticed/realized prior.
Chacha-ji was wearing a lungi and vest. I doubted that he was wearing anything inside his lungi because this afternoon period was his resting time. He was surely naked under his lungi and his manhood must be dangling freely inside his clothing! Natasha kept her hands on the table and bent a little to explain her query to Chacha-ji and as a result I detected that the weight of her twin firm boobs pressed on her tight college top making her boobies more noticeable.
Was Chacha-ji also eyeing that? Though he seemed to look at Natasha’s face but the way she bent forward and putting forward her query to Chacha-ji, her young, firm, bulging boobies were right in front of his nose! And they looked so full and firm – as if ready to be plucked or plundered!
Just then I noted that Urvasi who was sitting on the other chair was in the habit of shaking her legs and each time she was shaking her legs – her legs were parting - her milky thighs were flashing as her skirt was in any case teensy and due to her sitting posture had hiked up somewhat. And as I looked at Haria who was still sitting on the floor virtually licking my nieces’ “young” bodies through his eyes, I realized that he had also noted that! I sighed and was cursing my elder sister Nandini for not training her grownup daughters properly about how to behave in front of males.
Chacha-ji was an old fox and how could he miss the free show offered by my neice!
From the angle Chacha-ji was sitting he was easily able to watch the creamy white thighs of my niece being flashed as she continued to oscillate her legs. The short college skirt Urvasi was wearing was slowly rising with every shake and she was completely unaware of that as she waited for her turn to clear her doubt to Chacha-ji! I was shocked to note that almost half of her fleshy hairless legs were now exposed!
Just at that juncture, the pen Chacha-ji was holding in his hand somehow slipped from his fingers and dropped on the floor.
Chacha-ji: Oh! Excuse me Natasha!
Natasha: Sure Nana-ji...
Chacha-ji knelt down to pick up the pen from under the table. As I was sitting just behind him on the cot I could clearly observe that Chacha-ji bent down to pick up the pen and then stopped for a moment and looked up from under the table towards Urvasi. She was sitting just opposite to him and from that low angle Chacha-ji must have been having an unrestricted view of her fair, hairless, naked legs and a clear darshan of her panties under her skirt!
The naughty sly fox!
Urvasi obviously did not realize what was going on and she was still shaking her legs. Being an elder and her “mausi” I should have alerted her through my eyes to close her legs, but on the contrary in utter curiosity I also moved my head slightly sideways down to find that my 17-year-old attractive niece was giving my elderly landlord a grand darshan of her naked milky thighs and as both her thighs converged at the center there was her pink panty with flowers printed on it. The scene indeed was pretty exciting and tempting for any male and Chacha-ji even at 50 was no exception!
Chacha-ji could not stay for long under the table and had to get up as Natasha was waiting right in front of him. I was shocked to notice that as Chacha-ji explained Natasha about her query, he had one hand on his dick and was openly rubbing and kneading it over his lungi! I was pretty sure that she had noted that as she was standing in front of him and probably that was the reason that she had her cheeks turning red!
Then it was Urvasi’s turn to get her doubts cleared. Natasha did not sit on the chair and came and sit beside me. As she walked towards me I again noted that her somewhat heavy breasts jiggled very sexily inside her bra and top with each step that she took. It looked very odd and indecent, in fact rather alluring and I noted that Haria was also gaping at her wriggling mammaries from his sitting position and was rubbing his cock!
The rascal!
