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Both were exhausted and it was Shobha who first came out of the trance and tiding her clothes she stood up.
Rahul seeing his mother about to leave caught her hand. Shobha was dumbstruck by this action. Without releasing her hand from his she moved closer to him and kissing him on the lips said 'take rest, you have your exam tomorrow.'
Hearing this Rahul let go of her hand and as his mother left his room, he went to bed.
Once inside her room Shobha was shivering with excitement. It was ages since she had wet her panties and as she replayed the day's proceedings she felt light hearted. She slept soundly throughout the night.
As the morning rays shone brightly Rahul got up and after taking a leisure bath he dressed up and came down. His mother looked radiant having taken her bath. She had tied her wet hair with a towel and her blouse was soaked due to seepage of water from her hair.
The visibility of the black straps of her bra over her wet white blouse was a sight to Rahul's eyes. He strode silently towards her and taking hold of the towel covering her wet hair he removed it. Then he proceeded to wipe her wet hair with it. He lovingly took hold of a few strands of hair and wiped them dry.
Shobha loved his ministrations and getting aroused from it slowly pushed her back till she felt his thighs. Rahul manipulated himself so that the voluptuous back of his mother was in between his thighs and on feeling her warm buttocks on his thighs his pecker got aroused.
Adjusting so that his mother could not feel his throbbing penis he continued to brush her hair dry and as he finished it, he drew aside the hair covering her back and kissed her exposed back.
Shobha feeling his hot kiss on her wet back shuddered in delight and lifting her hands up she held her son's head with them. Rahul on seeing her lift her arms slid his hands on her waist and drew his mother's body up without realizing that he had pulled her back on to his throbbing pecker.
The moment Shobha felt his aroused pecker she closed her eyes in ecstasy while Rahul felt ashamed on his deed and pulled away from her. This made his mother to realize his timid ness and as she felt him move away she went on with her preparations.
Both sat silent at the dining table and as Shobha started feeding her son, he consumed without much ado. After he finished he got up and after washing his hands went in search of a napkin.
Shobha on seeing her son launder in search of a napkin went up to him and taking hold of the edge of her sari she cleaned his hands dry.
This made Rahul regain some of his lost strength. Kissing her cheeks he went out.
As soon as Rahul finished his exam his thoughts were centered on the day's proceedings. Though he felt ashamed on his deed it brought him some relief to recall his mother's behavior. It enlightened his feelings when he pictured his mother wiping his hands with her sari. This gave him enough courage and he slowly threaded back home.
On entering the house he was rewarded by the sight of his mother who was fully decked up in a rich black sari and ready to go out and when he enquired whether she was going out, she said 'come lets go and have our dinner out.'
This was news to Rahul. He hurriedly went up and changing his clothes he strode elegantly down the stairs. Shobha on seeing him dressed smartly was pleased and putting an arm around his waist she started to move out.
After fetching a cab, Shobha directed the driver to a posh restaurant. Rahul was overwhelmed when he heard the restaurant's name. It was the costliest restaurant in the city and to accompany his mother to such a posh restaurant made him feel elated.
On alighting from the cab, Rahul opened the door for his mother to step out and holding her arm he escorted her in. Shobha was delighted by the way Rahul escorted her and putting her arm around his waist she leaned upon him.
On having booked earlier they were escorted to one of the cozy cubicle which was dimly lit. Sitting in the glass cubicle they could see the stage where a singer was crooning but from the outside they were not visible.
On sitting down in the soft upholstered sofa type seating Shobha pressed the button which prompted the waiter to appear before them. Shobha ordered the food and a bottle of wine.
Rahul was shocked when he heard his mother order for a bottle of wine and on the same side he felt happy. As they sat waiting for the food to be served, Rahul's eyes were focused on the flimsily clad singer who was showing off her charms.
Shobha saw her son's eyes were glued to the singer and nudging closer to him said 'Is she so attractive?'
Hearing this Rahul shifted his gaze back to his mother and looking deeply at her lush body draped in a black silk sari he said 'she is no match to you.'
'Is it? am I so' she asked?
'You are the most beautiful woman' replied Rahul putting his hand around her.
'Don't you think she is more attractive' said his mother looking at the singer who was scantily dressed.
'You would look more gorgeous in that outfit' replied Rahul.
'Do you want me to dress like that' she asked?
'I would love it. Do you have such outfits' asked Rahul pulling his mother closer?
'Why? I can buy one' she said getting closer to his son.
'Then please buy one' replied Rahul.
'Why?' insisted his mother.
'I would love to see you in such an outfit' replied Rahul.
'What's wrong with the one I am wearing' said she pushing herself up.
Looking down at her Rahul said 'your sari is dazzling but it does not show much of your charms.'
'So you are more interested in seeing my charms rather than the dress' she asked?
'Well, if you put it like that I would love to see your charms being concealed in that type of dress' he replied staring at the impressions of her swollen breasts under her sari.
Seeing him staring at her chest she said 'how do compare with what you are seeing with that of hers' she said looking at the singer.
'You are more ravishing, more stunning and more voluptuous than her' he replied.
Hearing him complimenting her Shobha felt thrilled. Her body shuddered. A wave of warmth ran over her body. Her body throbbed and saying 'really' she hugged him.
As his mother hugged him, Rahul caught hold of her chin and drawing her face closer he kissed his mother hard on her lips.
'Oh Rahul, Rahul' she cried plunging deeper in her arms and kissing him passionately.
'Mama I want to see these' he said sliding his hand under her sari and moving it over her breasts and before his mother could reply he saw the waiter coming.
Suddenly both sat straight as the waiter came in. After he served them food and as he opened the wine bottle, Rahul saw his mother signaling him to fill one glass. As the waiter finished filling her glass he excused saying 'if you need anything, please ring the bell Maam.'
'Thank you' replied Shobha which saw him bow and leave the cubicle.
It was then that Rahul realized the significance of the bell. It made him cheer up to know that the waiter would only come in when the bell was pressed otherwise they would be left alone. This suddenly aroused Rahul as it struck him that his mother knew about it and had opted for it.
Rahul relished the rich food and as he finished it and cleaned his hands in the finger bowl he looked up at his mother.
His mother smiled and pointed at the tissue papers as the sari she was wearing was very expensive and she did not want it to be spoilt.
Rahul wiped his hands with the tissue and as his mother too finished eating she pressed the bell.
In came the waiter and after collecting the plates he left behind the bottle of wine and a glass.
On seeing his back Rahul immediately put his arm around his mother's shoulder and pulled her to him.
'Hey wait' cooed his mother who was sipping wine.
'Why?' asked her son nuzzling his face on her head.
'Let me finish this' she said pointing the wine glass.
'Can I have a sip Mama' asked Rahul releasing his hold on her a bit.
'Only one' replied his mother lifting the glass to his lips.
Rahul gulped as much as he could in one take and as the wine hit his stomach he felt its chill.
Shobha saw that he had almost emptied the glass and as she was refilling it, she felt her son's hand slide down from her shoulder to under her sari.
Allowing his hand to endure the pleasure of feeling her naked flesh above her breasts she continued sipping the wine.
Rahul's hand did not stop there. Boldly it ventured above her swollen breasts to the front of her blouse.
Shobha took a deep breath as she felt his fingers trying to unhook her blouse.
Rahul seeing that his actions were not stalled slowly unhooked the top three hooks of her blouse and feeling the warm flesh of breasts he started to caress them.
Shobha put down the glass and turned towards him allowing his hand more access to her breasts.
Getting the required leverage Rahul unhooked the rest of her hooks and pushing aside the flaps of her blouse he cupped one breast in his hand. Feeling her breast fully in his hand Rahul's pecker was hard as a rock.
Shobha too started moaning with the heat surging in her body. As Rahul was cupping her breast she put her arms over his head and smacked a wet passionate kiss on his lips.
Rahul was thrilled to the limit. Now both his hands came into play. As one hand had cupped her breast he slid the other hand behind his mother's back looking to unhook her bra.
Shobha feeling his son's hand trying to unhook her bra spoke softly 'what are you doing Rahul?'
'Let me have a look at them' replied Rahul as his hand felt the strap of her bra.
'No, not here' replied his mother half heartedly enjoying his touches.
'At least let me feel them,' saying this Rahul unhooked the clasp of her bra and slid the bra from her breasts. This made his mother's swollen breasts to jump out. Rahul was delighted to have released his mother's breasts. Though he could not see them as they were still covered by her sari, Rahul cupped the bare warm flesh of his mother's breasts in his hand.
Shobha's body shuddered as her son's hand invaded her bare breasts. Her whole body was on fire. She started moaning deeply and said 'enough, enough.'
Rahul did not stop. His fingers searched for his mother's nipple and on finding it he gently squeezed it. Shobha let out a soft scream. She was high on wine and the sensations which were creeping over her body due to the caress of her son's hand were too much to bear. She thrust her body over her son's.
Rahul was quick to notice her actions. Leaning on the sofa he pulled his mother to his chest. Tamely Shobha let herself be pulled up and as she felt her almost naked breasts crush her son's chest, she took her son's face in her hands and started kissing his lips passionately.
This was too much for Rahul to sustain. His rock like pecker started to vibrate. He felt it wanted some solace and as he felt it jerking in his pants he slid his legs between his mother's thighs.
Shobha left his rock like pecker nudging at her thighs. This made her body to vibrate violently. She knew she was on the threshold of creaming out. She lifted her lower body a little and as her son pushed his legs below hers, she clamped down heavily over his.
As his mother clamped down her thighs over his, Rahul felt the warm softness of his mother's thighs on his bulge. This made him go wild with passion. Removing his hand from his mother's breast he gripped his mother's back tightly, having a vice like grip over her. He was sure that his mother could not move.
This invigorated him and mechanically he started thrusting his bulge over his mother's thighs and feeling the warm body of his mother on his bulge he started to leak in his pants.
Shobha too felt his hard cock jamming at her thighs. The sensations creeping out from her body was too much. She could not withstand it any longer. Searching for her son's lips with hers she smashed it over them and ravished it.
As she was ravishing her son's lips with hers she felt her son's body go stiff and as she knew his cock was spitting out she gave a final push of her body over his and holding him tightly she let out the stream from her cunt and lay fully upon her son.
Shobha was exhausted on pouring out from her cunt. She straddled her son's body and lay upon it. Rahul after some time seeing his mother lying flat out over him slowly regained his composure. He wanted to see his mother's breasts which he had only felt. His eyes were craving for it and as he tried to remove her sari, his mother feeling him active again, got up suddenly.
Turning her back to her son she quickly set right her bra and hooking her blouse said 'tomorrow you have your last exam, let's go.'
Rahul had to oblige as he had one more tormenting day to compete before being free. As his mother pushed the bell to ask for the bill, Rahul was up ready to leave.
They returned home and Shobha straightaway went to her room. Rahul was left alone to study and as it was his easiest subject, he recapped all the important points before going to bed.
As morning dawned Shobha felt hangover due to the previous nights wine. As it was late she rushed to the bathroom and after having a bath as and not finding time to either to search for her bra, or her panties or dry her hair. She came down just draping a gown over her wet body.
While she was in the final stages of cooking she heard her son come down. In fact he too was a little late. Rahul as he came down was rewarded with the sight of her mother who looked ravishing having put on a gown which was wet and stuck to her body clearly showing off her voluptuous figure. Her hair which was dripping wet had soaked the back of her gown.
Seeing her mother in such a state, Rahul pulled out a towel from the rack and standing at the back of his mother, started to dry her hair with it.
Shobha was awe struck by her son's sympathy towards her and this made her to limp back upon him. Very fondly Rahul finished drying her hair and setting aside the towel embraced his mother from behind.
This made his mother to lean her body on his and as Rahul felt his mother's warm buttocks on his thighs his cock started to swell. At that moment it did not embarrass Rahul on finding his erect cock poke at his mother's back as already the previous night his mother had felt it on her thighs.
As Rahul raised his hands from her waist to her breasts he was surprised to feel her soft breasts which were naked under the gown. This made him grab both her breasts with his hands and pulled her body to his.
Shobha realizing that if she stood still it would be difficult to come out of his grasp said 'it's late for exams.'
Rahul loosened his grip but still could not leave her and as his pecker had grown to the maximum he started to slide it over his mother's lush back. Shobha felt he was going out of control and in a sudden reflex action came out of his grasp.
Rahul realizing that it was really late for him quickly gobbled some food and left for the exam thinking that he would be totally free that evening.
As the papers were easy Rahul finished it no time and was out of the hall with a grinning face. He had to spend some time in the canteen before catching his bus. Sitting in the canteen his mind was busy thinking about his mother. He knew his mother had given him company as it was exam time but now he wondered what her reactions would be.
He also knew he had crossed his limits but the desire to see his mother's breasts naked was yet to be fulfilled. Now that his exams were over he was wondering how to entice his mother to show her breasts. As he was thinking of it he suddenly recalled his mother asking whether he wanted to see her dressed up like the singer in the restaurant. This gave him some respite and dreaming about it he went home.
Shobha was also facing same kind of dilemma. She was wondering as to where all this leading to. Though she loved the fore play she had with her son but also felt her son's demand for more. Out of the blue she was hoping her husband would come home but in her mind she knew that he would be away for another week.
Finally she resolved that she would allow his son to have a peek at her breasts and that would be the end. Thinking about it she tried to envisage a plan to show off her breasts but nothing came to her mind. When she was contemplating it the picture of the singer floated before her.
Thanking herself for thinking about it she went to her room and rummaged through her cupboard. As she drew her old dresses out she came upon an old sleeveless blouse which was cut short at the top which could hardly cover her present swollen breasts. Thinking this would be ideal she searched for the skin colored bra of the flimsiest material.
As she put on both the pieces and looked in the mirror she shied away seeing the impact of it. In the reflection of the mirror she was shocked to see her full breasts and the dark nipples protruding out as if she was topless. This made her change her mind and go in for a much darker bra.
This at least hid her nipples though the swollen melons of her breasts did peep out. To go with it she selected light colored panties, petticoat and a sari. When she was dressed up she looked more ravishing and sexier than the singer in the restaurant.
Changing back she waited for her son to come home.
Rahul came home with a grinning face and let out a sigh of relief after seeing his mother. Shobha was glad to see his grinning face and she felt as though she had completed her exams. Rahul after changing came down and warming the sofa watched the TV. Shobha brought him some eateries which he started munching.
Shobha seeing him engrossed in the TV kept herself away from him and feared when he would switch it off. Rahul was watching basket ball match and by the time it ended the evening had set.
As the curtains were drawn and the lights were off, the light coming from the dining hall was inadequate to illuminate the room and this suited Rahul completely.
Shobha after waiting for an hour knew that she had to make the move and as it was getting dark, she carried some fried almonds and sitting beside him on the sofa asked 'how was your paper?'
Looking at her Rahul said 'Oh! It was easy.'
'Now that you are free, what plans have you chalked out for your holidays' she asked?
'Why? I am not going anywhere' replied Rahul.
'Will you not get bored during your holidays' she asked?
'Why should I get bored when I am with you' he said.
His words made her smile and she said 'what I mean is don't you want to go on a vacation' she asked?
'I will if you accompany me' he replied.
'Where do you want to go' she asked?
'Any place which you like' he replied.
Hearing this it made her feel proud and she asked 'why, to my liking?'
'Because I want to make you happy' he replied.
'How can you make me happy' she asked?
'By being your obedient son' he replied.
'How obedient would you be' asked his mother sharply.
'Try me' he replied.
Shobha was fascinated with his talk and to tease him she said 'now get up and go to bed.'
'Mama, this is not fair. I want to stay with you and help you out' he said.
'See how obedient you are' she said.
'Well, if you really mean it, then I am going' saying this he got up.
Seeing him standing up she said 'I know how far and how long you would be gone. Sit down now.'
'Thanks' said Rahul.
'So you have started thanking me' she said making faces at him.
'I have to thank you a lot' he replied.
'What for' she shot the question?
'For taking me to the restaurant yesterday' he replied.
'What's there to thank me for it' she asked.
'For everything that took place and for having promised me something' he said.
Hearing it Shobha was thrilled and she asked softly 'what did I promise you?'
'You said you would wear some new dress' he replied.
'I am wearing a new sari' she said.
'No, not that' he said.
'Then what' she whispered?
'Something like the singer wore' he replied.
So he had not forgotten it thought Shobha. She did not know how to reply back to him and said 'that, I will do when I feel like.'
'Why not today' he asked her moving closer.
'Because I don't have any' she replied.
'I know you have' he said putting his arm over her shoulder.
'What do I have you know of' she asked him?
'You have costumes like the singer wore.' He said pulling her closer.
'Have you seen any' she asked him? 'I have seen it' he lied.
This was shocking to her. She sat thinking when he had been to her room and looked in her cupboard. The thought of her son searching through her intimate dresses made warm sensations creep up her body and to stall him she said 'You were not supposed to peek at your mother's cupboard. You should know it.'
Hearing it Rahul said 'I did not do it Mama, I lied to you' he said.
'You liar, you had me worried for some time' she said brushing his hair.
'Then you agree you have some' he said.
'What?'
'Some scintillating dresses' he spoke in her ears.
'So what if I have' said his mother teasing him.
'Why don't you wear them' he spoke in a low voice.
'Why' she asked in the same tone?
'I would like to see how you look in them' he said.
'And'
'And compare you to the singer' he replied.
'What do you want to compare, my dress or what' she asked?
'Leave that to me, I will tell you later' he said.
'Rahul you are too bad' saying this, his mother got up and left him.
As his mother left him, Rahul cleared some space by pushing the furniture aside and set up the sofa to one corner and switched off unwanted lights.
His mother took fifteen minutes to change and when she stepped into her son's vision he sat gaping at her scintillating figure. Seeing her son gape at her she moved to the darkest corner of the room and did not make a move till Rahul signaled her to come close.
On seeing his mother shaking her head Rahul got up and moved towards her.
The first thing his mother saw was Rahul's eyes, which were riveted on her body almost popping out of their sockets. His gaze was so intense, she felt as if could see her body through her dress. She felt as if she was standing naked in front of him.
Coming closer to his mother Rahul extended his hand and without any hesitation she moved her hand forward to be held by his. As Rahul took her delicate soft hand in his, he dragged his mother until she came under the dim light.
As his mother came under the light, Rahul eyes devoured every nook and corner of his mother's body. The light colored sari which she had worn could do nothing to shield her curvaceous body. Rahul's eyes feasted upon her swollen mounds of breasts to the plump waist of hers and going down he could even see panties she had worn between the frills of her sari.
Rahul did not stop there. He moved behind her and when he saw her back which was almost naked, but for a strip of cloth acting as her blouse his gaped at it. And when his eyes where focused on her buttocks he could not take them away from it.
Shobha on feeling his gaze at her exposed features was shuddering in delight. A current passed through her body and engulfed it. She could feel his eyes penetrating deep through her dress and as her son continued staring at her she could not stop from saying 'what's so engrossing.'
'You have the most fascinating back' replied her son.
'Which part' asked his mother getting excited?
'Your buttocks' replied Rahul.
Shobha's body convulsed on hearing her son utters the word 'buttocks.' She slowly turned and facing him said 'now that your wish is fulfilled can I go.'
'I have yet to compare your charms with the singer' said Rahul putting his hands on her shoulders.
'Can you not do it from what your eyes have seen so far' asked his mother?
'No, they just had a glimpse and it is not relayed to my mind' replied her son.
'How long will it take it to be relayed' asked his mother stepping closer.
'May be an hour' replied Rahul pushing the top of her sari to fall from her shoulders.
'Is it necessary to do what you did just now' she asked.
'What did I do' said Rahul sliding the sari away from her chest.
'You are pulling my sari away from the body' she said nibbling his ear.
'The singer had her chest uncovered' replied Rahul bringing his hand down and caressing the top of her breasts.
'She was also not wearing much of a skirt. Do you intend to pull out my sari' she asked pressing her cheeks on his.
'Only after having a look at your breasts' he replied.
'But the singers breasts were not exposed' she said.
'With you it is different' he said as his fingers slid down to unhook her blouse. 'How different is it' she asked?
'She was untouchable while you are not' he replied after unhooking her blouse.
'If she had allowed you would you have touched her body' she asked biting his ear.
'Maybe, but if I had to decide between you two, I would have preferred yours' he said as he slowly pushed her blouse away from her body.
'Why? What's the difference between the two of us' she said looking straight in his eyes.
'You are the most voluptuous woman I have ever seen and she stands no comparison' he replied putting a finger to her lips.
'Now that the comparison is over, can I go' she said biting his finger?
'I have not seen what my eyes are hungry for' he replied pushing his finger into her mouth.
'And what is that your eyes are so hungry about' she asked sucking his finger into her mouth.
'They want to feast on your naked breasts' he replied.
Shobha on hearing her son utter the word 'breasts' again felt her body convulse with passion. She knew she had wet her panties and if this continued any longer her panties were sure to be soaked. As her body was stimulated she continued the conversation and asked
'Are my breasts the only thing your eyes are interested in seeing?' The moment she had uttered these words she knew she had committed a grave mistake in the heat of her passion.
Rahul too felt it that was a slip of the tongue and taking advantage of it he said 'it would be my last wish to see yours.' As he said this, his eyes were riveted on the frills of her sari covering her womanhood.
Shobha saw him staring at her womanhood. Though it was well covered she felt his hot gaze penetrating her dress. She knew she had made a mistake but on the same side she tried to reason it out. When they had gone so far she did not mind taking one more step in that direction. Thankfully she had asked whether he wanted to see something else. She had not committed for anything more than it. What's wrong in showing him she thought?
Seeing Rahul's eyes focused on her womanhood and to continue the conversation she asked mischievously 'what do you mean by yours.'
'I mean I want to see that part' he said looking down below her waist.
'What is there to see' she asked biting his finger hard and leaning forward.
'It is the most fascinating part a woman possesses which is also heavily guarded' he replied.
'How can you say it is heavily guarded' she asked.
'You have three layers covering it' he replied thrusting his hand down to her abdomen.
'Name them' she said as her body was burning with hot desires.
Pushing his hand between the frills of her sari above her warm womanhood Rahul said 'First you have it covered by this sari, followed by your petticoat and you have your panties snuggled on it.
Shobha on feeling her son pulling her sari drew closer to him and embracing him she asked 'on what are my panties snuggled on?'
'On your hot pussy' Rahul replied.
This further invigorated her and drawing his body to hers she asked 'does it have any other name?'
'Yes, it is also called cunt' whispered Rahul in his mother's ears as his hand pulled her sari out of her body.
Feeling the sari slide down her body his mother spoke 'so you know all the names. Where did you learn them?' She asked sliding her hands on his back and drawing his lower body to hers.
On this action his mother felt her son's rock hard pecker brace her warm waist and shivering at the touch asked 'what's that which is poking at my waist?'
'It's my cock' he replied putting his hands over her back and trying to unhook her bra.
'And why is it so hard' she murmured?
'It's hard after seeing your semi nude body' he replied as his hands clasped her bra and unhooked it.
'What would happen if it sees me fully nude' she asked?
'You will see for yourself in a few moments' saying this he drew out her bra from her body. As Rahul pulled the bra from her body and pushed his mother back a little, his eyes feasted upon the magnificent mounds of his mother's breasts. His mother possessed a set of well rounded breasts with dark brown nipple jetting out from the middle.
As his eyes devoured the sight of his mother's naked breasts his hands flew over them as if they were magnetized. He first cupped both her breasts in his hands which were insufficient to grasp fully and as her nipples pressed against his palms he held one of them in his fingers and squeezed them.
Shobha stood still enjoying his foreplay and when she saw her son dip his face and kiss the top of her swollen breasts she wet her panties again. As she drained her cunt's juice out she felt her son bending down his head to get more access to her breasts. Seeing him in an awkward position saying 'come let me feed you' she went and sat down on the sofa.
Rahul was stupefied to hear his mother's words. Disentangling from her he waited till his mother sat on the sofa and when she looked up at him he moved on to the sofa and lying down on it he rested his head on her lap.
Shobha held his head in her hand and fondling his hair she asked 'does my son want to suckle his mother's breasts.'
'Yes, I am feeling hungry' replied Rahul.
'But my breasts are devoid of milk' she replied.
'When did they go dry' he asked fondling his mother's breasts?
'You dried them when you were three years old' she replied.
'Now, is there any chance of them being filled up' he asked?
'Only if I get pregnant again' she replied.
'How do you get pregnant' he asked hiding his face on her chest unable to see her face.
'As if you don't know' she replied holding his head to her breasts.
'No, I don't' saying this he brought his lips over the flesh of his mother's breasts.
'It happens when a male makes love to a female' she replied fondling his hair while his mouth was busy on her breasts.
'I have made love to you always and why are you not pregnant' he asked dipping his lips back on to his mother's nipple.
'It's not that love' she said.
'Then what is it' he asked lifting his face from her nipples and looking at his mother.
'It's a different type of love' replied his mother.
'Tell me about it' saying this he went back to suck his mother's breasts.
Hearing this Shobha was once again aroused, cuddling his hair she said 'it's when a man enters a woman she gets pregnant.'
'How does a man enter a woman' asked her son.
'It's when he puts his cock in her cunt' she replied taking a deep breath.
Hearing her use such words Rahul lifted his face from her breasts and looking at her said 'you mean when a man fucks her' he said.
'You devil, you know about it' she said.
'I have heard a little, but still it puzzles me' he replied.
'What have you heard about that puzzles you' she asked?
'I can't imagine how a big cock can enter the cunt' he said.
'It's a good question. Have you ever seen a cunt' she asked?
'No, I have not' replied her son.
'A woman's cunt can take any size of cock' she replied bowing down and kissing his head.
'Even as big as mine' he shot back.
'I have not seen yours' she replied.
'It's there to be seen' he said widening his legs and showing her the bulge in his pants.
'It looks awful' she said looking at his bulging pants and smiling at him.
'No, it is a sight to behold' he replied.
'Are you trying to impress me' she asked?
'You will miss something if you don't see it' he replied. 'Is it so' saying it she turned a bit and looked straight at his bulge. When Rahul saw his mother's eyes were locked on it, he felt his cock surging up and seeing it his mother asked 'why is it throbbing?'
'Because a gorgeous woman is eyeing it' he replied.
'When will it stop throbbing' she asked putting a hand on his thighs.
'When you open my pants and fondle it' he said.
'So you also want me to fondle this' she said placing her hand over his bulge.
Rahul on feeling her hand press over his bulge got excited and pulling up he sat on his mother's lap hugging her.
Shobha on finding his back resting on her lush thighs got stimulated again. She pressed her hand slightly over the bulge and when her son squirmed she said 'Oh! It is so hot.'
'Yes, yes' moaned her son.
Shobha then slid her hand on his waist and unhooking his pants she pulled the zipper down. Rahul's cock suddenly shot when it was freed from his pants. Shobha then pushed the pants down exposing the tiniest briefs which held his cock.
Looking at his briefs which could hardly hold his cock and looking at the well muscled thighs of her son she could not help but put her hand on it.
Rahul felt the soft hand of his mother on his burning thighs which made him grip his mother tightly in his arms.
Shobha on seeing her son's thighs was fascinated. They were so heavily muscled that she wanted to see more of them. Bending down she pulled his pants out of his body.
As his mother was pulling his pants down Rahul unbuttoned his shirt and in one go he pulled it out. Now he was clad only in his briefs.
Shobha's eyes were mesmerized when she saw the almost naked form of her son. His well built chest, his deep waist, his rich thighs were so well proportioned that he looked like a stud. Her eyes after sweeping over his body were focused again on his briefs.
Though it was stimulating her body on seeing the impression of his cock, what impressed most was on seeing the pubic hair of her son peeping out from the sides of his briefs. Impulsively she put her hand down and caressing the coarse pubic hair she pushed her hand inside the briefs and held his pulsating cock for the first time.
Rahul screamed with joy as his mother's hand held his cock. His body started to throb. He kept thrusting his body up and when his mother realized the reason for his throbbing, she quickly pulled down the briefs over his legs and awed when her son's cock appeared in front of her eyes.
It was really a sight to behold she thought as she saw his cock. Her son's cock was almost eight inches long with a thick baseline and curved as it reached the top. Its head was thick and purple in color. Its rugged veined body was enchanting to look and seeing it Shobha was sure that it would make any woman want it in and she was no different a woman.
With these thoughts as she took hold of her son's cock in her hand she saw the pre-cum glistening at the top of its head. Her first thought on seeing it was to bring her mouth and lick it clean, but she felt doing it would embarrass her son whom she thought was still an amateur.
'Oh! It is lovely' she said as she held his cock in her hand.
Rahul moaned as he felt his mother's hand hold his throbbing cock. He started to jerk his body up.
Seeing him jerk his mother held his cock in one hand and started squeezing its head. Rahul was inflamed by these actions and embracing his mother's upper body he thrust his cock up in her hand.
Seeing him thrust his body, his mother started jacking his cock. Her soft hand slid up and down over his hard cock and in no time, she felt her son on the verge of shooting.
And as Rahul moaned his mother pulled his face to hers and bringing out her tongue she slid it into his mouth and kissed him hard. This, Rahul would no longer sustain and he shot his cum which landed on his mother's chest, breasts and waist.
As Shobha was kissing her son she had missed watching his cock shoot his cum and when she saw the thick cum on her body she regretted not watching it. Leaning on her son she pushed him down on the sofa and embracing him she plastered her upper body over his chest and cried out his name.
Huddling in each others arms for some time when Shobha looked at her son, his eyes were still burning with passion and as she tried to get up, Rahul pulled her down over him and said 'you are not going anywhere.'
'Why? Are you not satisfied?' she asked thrusting her body over his.
'No' he replied.
'Then what was it that shot from your cock' she asked smiling and lay on top of him. 'I did not shoot by itself, but you made me do it' he said.
'I made you do it. How?' his mother asked getting thrilled.
'You jacked me with your hand' he replied.
'So' she said and waited for his reply.
'So I want to do it by myself' said he.
'How do you intend to do it' she asked naughtily?
'By denuding you' saying this he flipped his mother down on the sofa and lay upon her.
'You are a devil' said his mother getting thrilled.
'Remember you have birth to him' he replied.
'And you want to see from where you popped out' she asked in a lewd manner.
'Yes, I want to see this' he said putting a hand over her hot womanhood.
Shobha's body sizzled as she felt her son's hand on her sex. She shook her body in delight.
Feeling his mother's body shudder Rahul lifted his hand and placing it on her waist he pulled the cords holding her petticoat.
Shobha moaned as she felt her son pulling the cords of her petticoat.
Rahul slid his body down and as this gave him enough room he pushed his mother's petticoat down her legs.
Shobha's heart leapt in her mouth. Only a piece of cloth lay on her body from being totally nude.
Rahul was enchanted when he pulled his mother's petticoat out. He had only one more obstacle to remove before his eyes would be feasted. As he put his hand on his mother's panties his hand encountered a wet patch on them. This surprised him and feeling its wetness he looked up at his mother.
Shobha closed her eyes when confronted and smiled.
'So you too have wet your panties' he said.
Shobha nodded her face.
'Happy' he asked.
'I am thrilled' she replied coyly.
'How are you feeling now' he asked as he put his hand again on her wet panties?
'Excited' she replied.
'Now' he said as he pressed his hand over her sex.
'I am aroused' she said.
'Now' said Rahul cupping her wet sex with his hand.
'My body is on fire' she said.
'What would you like me to do to you' he asked.
'Continue what you are doing' she replied.
'Will you come again' he asked.
'Why?' hissed his mother.
'Because, I want to see you wetting your panties' he replied.
'Do you know what wetting your panties means' she asked laughing?
'Why? Is there any other meaning' he asked.
'Come closer, I will tell you' she said.
Rahul brought his ear up to his mother and when he heard what she had to say it aroused him to a greater extent. Withholding his feelings he said 'I want to see you cum.'
'You would not be able to see much as we don't shoot like you' she replied.
'But still liquid seeping out of your cunt will be a sight to watch' he said. He was thrilled as it had a double meaning to it.
'I am almost there' she said.
Hearing it he was excited. Sliding down her body he brought his face near her hot mound. He could clearly see her thick pubic hair covering her sex from above the wet panties. He put his hands inside her panties. His mother's body trembled.
Rahul slowly slid her panties down allowing his eyes to devour his mother's sex. As the panties slid revealing her pubic hair, Rahul put his fingers over it and caressed her wet pubic hair. Then as the panties bared her sex, Rahul was flabbergasted on seeing its pink lips almost hidden behind her pubic hair.
Rahul seeing his mother about to leave caught her hand. Shobha was dumbstruck by this action. Without releasing her hand from his she moved closer to him and kissing him on the lips said 'take rest, you have your exam tomorrow.'
Hearing this Rahul let go of her hand and as his mother left his room, he went to bed.
Once inside her room Shobha was shivering with excitement. It was ages since she had wet her panties and as she replayed the day's proceedings she felt light hearted. She slept soundly throughout the night.
As the morning rays shone brightly Rahul got up and after taking a leisure bath he dressed up and came down. His mother looked radiant having taken her bath. She had tied her wet hair with a towel and her blouse was soaked due to seepage of water from her hair.
The visibility of the black straps of her bra over her wet white blouse was a sight to Rahul's eyes. He strode silently towards her and taking hold of the towel covering her wet hair he removed it. Then he proceeded to wipe her wet hair with it. He lovingly took hold of a few strands of hair and wiped them dry.
Shobha loved his ministrations and getting aroused from it slowly pushed her back till she felt his thighs. Rahul manipulated himself so that the voluptuous back of his mother was in between his thighs and on feeling her warm buttocks on his thighs his pecker got aroused.
Adjusting so that his mother could not feel his throbbing penis he continued to brush her hair dry and as he finished it, he drew aside the hair covering her back and kissed her exposed back.
Shobha feeling his hot kiss on her wet back shuddered in delight and lifting her hands up she held her son's head with them. Rahul on seeing her lift her arms slid his hands on her waist and drew his mother's body up without realizing that he had pulled her back on to his throbbing pecker.
The moment Shobha felt his aroused pecker she closed her eyes in ecstasy while Rahul felt ashamed on his deed and pulled away from her. This made his mother to realize his timid ness and as she felt him move away she went on with her preparations.
Both sat silent at the dining table and as Shobha started feeding her son, he consumed without much ado. After he finished he got up and after washing his hands went in search of a napkin.
Shobha on seeing her son launder in search of a napkin went up to him and taking hold of the edge of her sari she cleaned his hands dry.
This made Rahul regain some of his lost strength. Kissing her cheeks he went out.
As soon as Rahul finished his exam his thoughts were centered on the day's proceedings. Though he felt ashamed on his deed it brought him some relief to recall his mother's behavior. It enlightened his feelings when he pictured his mother wiping his hands with her sari. This gave him enough courage and he slowly threaded back home.
On entering the house he was rewarded by the sight of his mother who was fully decked up in a rich black sari and ready to go out and when he enquired whether she was going out, she said 'come lets go and have our dinner out.'
This was news to Rahul. He hurriedly went up and changing his clothes he strode elegantly down the stairs. Shobha on seeing him dressed smartly was pleased and putting an arm around his waist she started to move out.
After fetching a cab, Shobha directed the driver to a posh restaurant. Rahul was overwhelmed when he heard the restaurant's name. It was the costliest restaurant in the city and to accompany his mother to such a posh restaurant made him feel elated.
On alighting from the cab, Rahul opened the door for his mother to step out and holding her arm he escorted her in. Shobha was delighted by the way Rahul escorted her and putting her arm around his waist she leaned upon him.
On having booked earlier they were escorted to one of the cozy cubicle which was dimly lit. Sitting in the glass cubicle they could see the stage where a singer was crooning but from the outside they were not visible.
On sitting down in the soft upholstered sofa type seating Shobha pressed the button which prompted the waiter to appear before them. Shobha ordered the food and a bottle of wine.
Rahul was shocked when he heard his mother order for a bottle of wine and on the same side he felt happy. As they sat waiting for the food to be served, Rahul's eyes were focused on the flimsily clad singer who was showing off her charms.
Shobha saw her son's eyes were glued to the singer and nudging closer to him said 'Is she so attractive?'
Hearing this Rahul shifted his gaze back to his mother and looking deeply at her lush body draped in a black silk sari he said 'she is no match to you.'
'Is it? am I so' she asked?
'You are the most beautiful woman' replied Rahul putting his hand around her.
'Don't you think she is more attractive' said his mother looking at the singer who was scantily dressed.
'You would look more gorgeous in that outfit' replied Rahul.
'Do you want me to dress like that' she asked?
'I would love it. Do you have such outfits' asked Rahul pulling his mother closer?
'Why? I can buy one' she said getting closer to his son.
'Then please buy one' replied Rahul.
'Why?' insisted his mother.
'I would love to see you in such an outfit' replied Rahul.
'What's wrong with the one I am wearing' said she pushing herself up.
Looking down at her Rahul said 'your sari is dazzling but it does not show much of your charms.'
'So you are more interested in seeing my charms rather than the dress' she asked?
'Well, if you put it like that I would love to see your charms being concealed in that type of dress' he replied staring at the impressions of her swollen breasts under her sari.
Seeing him staring at her chest she said 'how do compare with what you are seeing with that of hers' she said looking at the singer.
'You are more ravishing, more stunning and more voluptuous than her' he replied.
Hearing him complimenting her Shobha felt thrilled. Her body shuddered. A wave of warmth ran over her body. Her body throbbed and saying 'really' she hugged him.
As his mother hugged him, Rahul caught hold of her chin and drawing her face closer he kissed his mother hard on her lips.
'Oh Rahul, Rahul' she cried plunging deeper in her arms and kissing him passionately.
'Mama I want to see these' he said sliding his hand under her sari and moving it over her breasts and before his mother could reply he saw the waiter coming.
Suddenly both sat straight as the waiter came in. After he served them food and as he opened the wine bottle, Rahul saw his mother signaling him to fill one glass. As the waiter finished filling her glass he excused saying 'if you need anything, please ring the bell Maam.'
'Thank you' replied Shobha which saw him bow and leave the cubicle.
It was then that Rahul realized the significance of the bell. It made him cheer up to know that the waiter would only come in when the bell was pressed otherwise they would be left alone. This suddenly aroused Rahul as it struck him that his mother knew about it and had opted for it.
Rahul relished the rich food and as he finished it and cleaned his hands in the finger bowl he looked up at his mother.
His mother smiled and pointed at the tissue papers as the sari she was wearing was very expensive and she did not want it to be spoilt.
Rahul wiped his hands with the tissue and as his mother too finished eating she pressed the bell.
In came the waiter and after collecting the plates he left behind the bottle of wine and a glass.
On seeing his back Rahul immediately put his arm around his mother's shoulder and pulled her to him.
'Hey wait' cooed his mother who was sipping wine.
'Why?' asked her son nuzzling his face on her head.
'Let me finish this' she said pointing the wine glass.
'Can I have a sip Mama' asked Rahul releasing his hold on her a bit.
'Only one' replied his mother lifting the glass to his lips.
Rahul gulped as much as he could in one take and as the wine hit his stomach he felt its chill.
Shobha saw that he had almost emptied the glass and as she was refilling it, she felt her son's hand slide down from her shoulder to under her sari.
Allowing his hand to endure the pleasure of feeling her naked flesh above her breasts she continued sipping the wine.
Rahul's hand did not stop there. Boldly it ventured above her swollen breasts to the front of her blouse.
Shobha took a deep breath as she felt his fingers trying to unhook her blouse.
Rahul seeing that his actions were not stalled slowly unhooked the top three hooks of her blouse and feeling the warm flesh of breasts he started to caress them.
Shobha put down the glass and turned towards him allowing his hand more access to her breasts.
Getting the required leverage Rahul unhooked the rest of her hooks and pushing aside the flaps of her blouse he cupped one breast in his hand. Feeling her breast fully in his hand Rahul's pecker was hard as a rock.
Shobha too started moaning with the heat surging in her body. As Rahul was cupping her breast she put her arms over his head and smacked a wet passionate kiss on his lips.
Rahul was thrilled to the limit. Now both his hands came into play. As one hand had cupped her breast he slid the other hand behind his mother's back looking to unhook her bra.
Shobha feeling his son's hand trying to unhook her bra spoke softly 'what are you doing Rahul?'
'Let me have a look at them' replied Rahul as his hand felt the strap of her bra.
'No, not here' replied his mother half heartedly enjoying his touches.
'At least let me feel them,' saying this Rahul unhooked the clasp of her bra and slid the bra from her breasts. This made his mother's swollen breasts to jump out. Rahul was delighted to have released his mother's breasts. Though he could not see them as they were still covered by her sari, Rahul cupped the bare warm flesh of his mother's breasts in his hand.
Shobha's body shuddered as her son's hand invaded her bare breasts. Her whole body was on fire. She started moaning deeply and said 'enough, enough.'
Rahul did not stop. His fingers searched for his mother's nipple and on finding it he gently squeezed it. Shobha let out a soft scream. She was high on wine and the sensations which were creeping over her body due to the caress of her son's hand were too much to bear. She thrust her body over her son's.
Rahul was quick to notice her actions. Leaning on the sofa he pulled his mother to his chest. Tamely Shobha let herself be pulled up and as she felt her almost naked breasts crush her son's chest, she took her son's face in her hands and started kissing his lips passionately.
This was too much for Rahul to sustain. His rock like pecker started to vibrate. He felt it wanted some solace and as he felt it jerking in his pants he slid his legs between his mother's thighs.
Shobha left his rock like pecker nudging at her thighs. This made her body to vibrate violently. She knew she was on the threshold of creaming out. She lifted her lower body a little and as her son pushed his legs below hers, she clamped down heavily over his.
As his mother clamped down her thighs over his, Rahul felt the warm softness of his mother's thighs on his bulge. This made him go wild with passion. Removing his hand from his mother's breast he gripped his mother's back tightly, having a vice like grip over her. He was sure that his mother could not move.
This invigorated him and mechanically he started thrusting his bulge over his mother's thighs and feeling the warm body of his mother on his bulge he started to leak in his pants.
Shobha too felt his hard cock jamming at her thighs. The sensations creeping out from her body was too much. She could not withstand it any longer. Searching for her son's lips with hers she smashed it over them and ravished it.
As she was ravishing her son's lips with hers she felt her son's body go stiff and as she knew his cock was spitting out she gave a final push of her body over his and holding him tightly she let out the stream from her cunt and lay fully upon her son.
Shobha was exhausted on pouring out from her cunt. She straddled her son's body and lay upon it. Rahul after some time seeing his mother lying flat out over him slowly regained his composure. He wanted to see his mother's breasts which he had only felt. His eyes were craving for it and as he tried to remove her sari, his mother feeling him active again, got up suddenly.
Turning her back to her son she quickly set right her bra and hooking her blouse said 'tomorrow you have your last exam, let's go.'
Rahul had to oblige as he had one more tormenting day to compete before being free. As his mother pushed the bell to ask for the bill, Rahul was up ready to leave.
They returned home and Shobha straightaway went to her room. Rahul was left alone to study and as it was his easiest subject, he recapped all the important points before going to bed.
As morning dawned Shobha felt hangover due to the previous nights wine. As it was late she rushed to the bathroom and after having a bath as and not finding time to either to search for her bra, or her panties or dry her hair. She came down just draping a gown over her wet body.
While she was in the final stages of cooking she heard her son come down. In fact he too was a little late. Rahul as he came down was rewarded with the sight of her mother who looked ravishing having put on a gown which was wet and stuck to her body clearly showing off her voluptuous figure. Her hair which was dripping wet had soaked the back of her gown.
Seeing her mother in such a state, Rahul pulled out a towel from the rack and standing at the back of his mother, started to dry her hair with it.
Shobha was awe struck by her son's sympathy towards her and this made her to limp back upon him. Very fondly Rahul finished drying her hair and setting aside the towel embraced his mother from behind.
This made his mother to lean her body on his and as Rahul felt his mother's warm buttocks on his thighs his cock started to swell. At that moment it did not embarrass Rahul on finding his erect cock poke at his mother's back as already the previous night his mother had felt it on her thighs.
As Rahul raised his hands from her waist to her breasts he was surprised to feel her soft breasts which were naked under the gown. This made him grab both her breasts with his hands and pulled her body to his.
Shobha realizing that if she stood still it would be difficult to come out of his grasp said 'it's late for exams.'
Rahul loosened his grip but still could not leave her and as his pecker had grown to the maximum he started to slide it over his mother's lush back. Shobha felt he was going out of control and in a sudden reflex action came out of his grasp.
Rahul realizing that it was really late for him quickly gobbled some food and left for the exam thinking that he would be totally free that evening.
As the papers were easy Rahul finished it no time and was out of the hall with a grinning face. He had to spend some time in the canteen before catching his bus. Sitting in the canteen his mind was busy thinking about his mother. He knew his mother had given him company as it was exam time but now he wondered what her reactions would be.
He also knew he had crossed his limits but the desire to see his mother's breasts naked was yet to be fulfilled. Now that his exams were over he was wondering how to entice his mother to show her breasts. As he was thinking of it he suddenly recalled his mother asking whether he wanted to see her dressed up like the singer in the restaurant. This gave him some respite and dreaming about it he went home.
Shobha was also facing same kind of dilemma. She was wondering as to where all this leading to. Though she loved the fore play she had with her son but also felt her son's demand for more. Out of the blue she was hoping her husband would come home but in her mind she knew that he would be away for another week.
Finally she resolved that she would allow his son to have a peek at her breasts and that would be the end. Thinking about it she tried to envisage a plan to show off her breasts but nothing came to her mind. When she was contemplating it the picture of the singer floated before her.
Thanking herself for thinking about it she went to her room and rummaged through her cupboard. As she drew her old dresses out she came upon an old sleeveless blouse which was cut short at the top which could hardly cover her present swollen breasts. Thinking this would be ideal she searched for the skin colored bra of the flimsiest material.
As she put on both the pieces and looked in the mirror she shied away seeing the impact of it. In the reflection of the mirror she was shocked to see her full breasts and the dark nipples protruding out as if she was topless. This made her change her mind and go in for a much darker bra.
This at least hid her nipples though the swollen melons of her breasts did peep out. To go with it she selected light colored panties, petticoat and a sari. When she was dressed up she looked more ravishing and sexier than the singer in the restaurant.
Changing back she waited for her son to come home.
Rahul came home with a grinning face and let out a sigh of relief after seeing his mother. Shobha was glad to see his grinning face and she felt as though she had completed her exams. Rahul after changing came down and warming the sofa watched the TV. Shobha brought him some eateries which he started munching.
Shobha seeing him engrossed in the TV kept herself away from him and feared when he would switch it off. Rahul was watching basket ball match and by the time it ended the evening had set.
As the curtains were drawn and the lights were off, the light coming from the dining hall was inadequate to illuminate the room and this suited Rahul completely.
Shobha after waiting for an hour knew that she had to make the move and as it was getting dark, she carried some fried almonds and sitting beside him on the sofa asked 'how was your paper?'
Looking at her Rahul said 'Oh! It was easy.'
'Now that you are free, what plans have you chalked out for your holidays' she asked?
'Why? I am not going anywhere' replied Rahul.
'Will you not get bored during your holidays' she asked?
'Why should I get bored when I am with you' he said.
His words made her smile and she said 'what I mean is don't you want to go on a vacation' she asked?
'I will if you accompany me' he replied.
'Where do you want to go' she asked?
'Any place which you like' he replied.
Hearing this it made her feel proud and she asked 'why, to my liking?'
'Because I want to make you happy' he replied.
'How can you make me happy' she asked?
'By being your obedient son' he replied.
'How obedient would you be' asked his mother sharply.
'Try me' he replied.
Shobha was fascinated with his talk and to tease him she said 'now get up and go to bed.'
'Mama, this is not fair. I want to stay with you and help you out' he said.
'See how obedient you are' she said.
'Well, if you really mean it, then I am going' saying this he got up.
Seeing him standing up she said 'I know how far and how long you would be gone. Sit down now.'
'Thanks' said Rahul.
'So you have started thanking me' she said making faces at him.
'I have to thank you a lot' he replied.
'What for' she shot the question?
'For taking me to the restaurant yesterday' he replied.
'What's there to thank me for it' she asked.
'For everything that took place and for having promised me something' he said.
Hearing it Shobha was thrilled and she asked softly 'what did I promise you?'
'You said you would wear some new dress' he replied.
'I am wearing a new sari' she said.
'No, not that' he said.
'Then what' she whispered?
'Something like the singer wore' he replied.
So he had not forgotten it thought Shobha. She did not know how to reply back to him and said 'that, I will do when I feel like.'
'Why not today' he asked her moving closer.
'Because I don't have any' she replied.
'I know you have' he said putting his arm over her shoulder.
'What do I have you know of' she asked him?
'You have costumes like the singer wore.' He said pulling her closer.
'Have you seen any' she asked him? 'I have seen it' he lied.
This was shocking to her. She sat thinking when he had been to her room and looked in her cupboard. The thought of her son searching through her intimate dresses made warm sensations creep up her body and to stall him she said 'You were not supposed to peek at your mother's cupboard. You should know it.'
Hearing it Rahul said 'I did not do it Mama, I lied to you' he said.
'You liar, you had me worried for some time' she said brushing his hair.
'Then you agree you have some' he said.
'What?'
'Some scintillating dresses' he spoke in her ears.
'So what if I have' said his mother teasing him.
'Why don't you wear them' he spoke in a low voice.
'Why' she asked in the same tone?
'I would like to see how you look in them' he said.
'And'
'And compare you to the singer' he replied.
'What do you want to compare, my dress or what' she asked?
'Leave that to me, I will tell you later' he said.
'Rahul you are too bad' saying this, his mother got up and left him.
As his mother left him, Rahul cleared some space by pushing the furniture aside and set up the sofa to one corner and switched off unwanted lights.
His mother took fifteen minutes to change and when she stepped into her son's vision he sat gaping at her scintillating figure. Seeing her son gape at her she moved to the darkest corner of the room and did not make a move till Rahul signaled her to come close.
On seeing his mother shaking her head Rahul got up and moved towards her.
The first thing his mother saw was Rahul's eyes, which were riveted on her body almost popping out of their sockets. His gaze was so intense, she felt as if could see her body through her dress. She felt as if she was standing naked in front of him.
Coming closer to his mother Rahul extended his hand and without any hesitation she moved her hand forward to be held by his. As Rahul took her delicate soft hand in his, he dragged his mother until she came under the dim light.
As his mother came under the light, Rahul eyes devoured every nook and corner of his mother's body. The light colored sari which she had worn could do nothing to shield her curvaceous body. Rahul's eyes feasted upon her swollen mounds of breasts to the plump waist of hers and going down he could even see panties she had worn between the frills of her sari.
Rahul did not stop there. He moved behind her and when he saw her back which was almost naked, but for a strip of cloth acting as her blouse his gaped at it. And when his eyes where focused on her buttocks he could not take them away from it.
Shobha on feeling his gaze at her exposed features was shuddering in delight. A current passed through her body and engulfed it. She could feel his eyes penetrating deep through her dress and as her son continued staring at her she could not stop from saying 'what's so engrossing.'
'You have the most fascinating back' replied her son.
'Which part' asked his mother getting excited?
'Your buttocks' replied Rahul.
Shobha's body convulsed on hearing her son utters the word 'buttocks.' She slowly turned and facing him said 'now that your wish is fulfilled can I go.'
'I have yet to compare your charms with the singer' said Rahul putting his hands on her shoulders.
'Can you not do it from what your eyes have seen so far' asked his mother?
'No, they just had a glimpse and it is not relayed to my mind' replied her son.
'How long will it take it to be relayed' asked his mother stepping closer.
'May be an hour' replied Rahul pushing the top of her sari to fall from her shoulders.
'Is it necessary to do what you did just now' she asked.
'What did I do' said Rahul sliding the sari away from her chest.
'You are pulling my sari away from the body' she said nibbling his ear.
'The singer had her chest uncovered' replied Rahul bringing his hand down and caressing the top of her breasts.
'She was also not wearing much of a skirt. Do you intend to pull out my sari' she asked pressing her cheeks on his.
'Only after having a look at your breasts' he replied.
'But the singers breasts were not exposed' she said.
'With you it is different' he said as his fingers slid down to unhook her blouse. 'How different is it' she asked?
'She was untouchable while you are not' he replied after unhooking her blouse.
'If she had allowed you would you have touched her body' she asked biting his ear.
'Maybe, but if I had to decide between you two, I would have preferred yours' he said as he slowly pushed her blouse away from her body.
'Why? What's the difference between the two of us' she said looking straight in his eyes.
'You are the most voluptuous woman I have ever seen and she stands no comparison' he replied putting a finger to her lips.
'Now that the comparison is over, can I go' she said biting his finger?
'I have not seen what my eyes are hungry for' he replied pushing his finger into her mouth.
'And what is that your eyes are so hungry about' she asked sucking his finger into her mouth.
'They want to feast on your naked breasts' he replied.
Shobha on hearing her son utter the word 'breasts' again felt her body convulse with passion. She knew she had wet her panties and if this continued any longer her panties were sure to be soaked. As her body was stimulated she continued the conversation and asked
'Are my breasts the only thing your eyes are interested in seeing?' The moment she had uttered these words she knew she had committed a grave mistake in the heat of her passion.
Rahul too felt it that was a slip of the tongue and taking advantage of it he said 'it would be my last wish to see yours.' As he said this, his eyes were riveted on the frills of her sari covering her womanhood.
Shobha saw him staring at her womanhood. Though it was well covered she felt his hot gaze penetrating her dress. She knew she had made a mistake but on the same side she tried to reason it out. When they had gone so far she did not mind taking one more step in that direction. Thankfully she had asked whether he wanted to see something else. She had not committed for anything more than it. What's wrong in showing him she thought?
Seeing Rahul's eyes focused on her womanhood and to continue the conversation she asked mischievously 'what do you mean by yours.'
'I mean I want to see that part' he said looking down below her waist.
'What is there to see' she asked biting his finger hard and leaning forward.
'It is the most fascinating part a woman possesses which is also heavily guarded' he replied.
'How can you say it is heavily guarded' she asked.
'You have three layers covering it' he replied thrusting his hand down to her abdomen.
'Name them' she said as her body was burning with hot desires.
Pushing his hand between the frills of her sari above her warm womanhood Rahul said 'First you have it covered by this sari, followed by your petticoat and you have your panties snuggled on it.
Shobha on feeling her son pulling her sari drew closer to him and embracing him she asked 'on what are my panties snuggled on?'
'On your hot pussy' Rahul replied.
This further invigorated her and drawing his body to hers she asked 'does it have any other name?'
'Yes, it is also called cunt' whispered Rahul in his mother's ears as his hand pulled her sari out of her body.
Feeling the sari slide down her body his mother spoke 'so you know all the names. Where did you learn them?' She asked sliding her hands on his back and drawing his lower body to hers.
On this action his mother felt her son's rock hard pecker brace her warm waist and shivering at the touch asked 'what's that which is poking at my waist?'
'It's my cock' he replied putting his hands over her back and trying to unhook her bra.
'And why is it so hard' she murmured?
'It's hard after seeing your semi nude body' he replied as his hands clasped her bra and unhooked it.
'What would happen if it sees me fully nude' she asked?
'You will see for yourself in a few moments' saying this he drew out her bra from her body. As Rahul pulled the bra from her body and pushed his mother back a little, his eyes feasted upon the magnificent mounds of his mother's breasts. His mother possessed a set of well rounded breasts with dark brown nipple jetting out from the middle.
As his eyes devoured the sight of his mother's naked breasts his hands flew over them as if they were magnetized. He first cupped both her breasts in his hands which were insufficient to grasp fully and as her nipples pressed against his palms he held one of them in his fingers and squeezed them.
Shobha stood still enjoying his foreplay and when she saw her son dip his face and kiss the top of her swollen breasts she wet her panties again. As she drained her cunt's juice out she felt her son bending down his head to get more access to her breasts. Seeing him in an awkward position saying 'come let me feed you' she went and sat down on the sofa.
Rahul was stupefied to hear his mother's words. Disentangling from her he waited till his mother sat on the sofa and when she looked up at him he moved on to the sofa and lying down on it he rested his head on her lap.
Shobha held his head in her hand and fondling his hair she asked 'does my son want to suckle his mother's breasts.'
'Yes, I am feeling hungry' replied Rahul.
'But my breasts are devoid of milk' she replied.
'When did they go dry' he asked fondling his mother's breasts?
'You dried them when you were three years old' she replied.
'Now, is there any chance of them being filled up' he asked?
'Only if I get pregnant again' she replied.
'How do you get pregnant' he asked hiding his face on her chest unable to see her face.
'As if you don't know' she replied holding his head to her breasts.
'No, I don't' saying this he brought his lips over the flesh of his mother's breasts.
'It happens when a male makes love to a female' she replied fondling his hair while his mouth was busy on her breasts.
'I have made love to you always and why are you not pregnant' he asked dipping his lips back on to his mother's nipple.
'It's not that love' she said.
'Then what is it' he asked lifting his face from her nipples and looking at his mother.
'It's a different type of love' replied his mother.
'Tell me about it' saying this he went back to suck his mother's breasts.
Hearing this Shobha was once again aroused, cuddling his hair she said 'it's when a man enters a woman she gets pregnant.'
'How does a man enter a woman' asked her son.
'It's when he puts his cock in her cunt' she replied taking a deep breath.
Hearing her use such words Rahul lifted his face from her breasts and looking at her said 'you mean when a man fucks her' he said.
'You devil, you know about it' she said.
'I have heard a little, but still it puzzles me' he replied.
'What have you heard about that puzzles you' she asked?
'I can't imagine how a big cock can enter the cunt' he said.
'It's a good question. Have you ever seen a cunt' she asked?
'No, I have not' replied her son.
'A woman's cunt can take any size of cock' she replied bowing down and kissing his head.
'Even as big as mine' he shot back.
'I have not seen yours' she replied.
'It's there to be seen' he said widening his legs and showing her the bulge in his pants.
'It looks awful' she said looking at his bulging pants and smiling at him.
'No, it is a sight to behold' he replied.
'Are you trying to impress me' she asked?
'You will miss something if you don't see it' he replied. 'Is it so' saying it she turned a bit and looked straight at his bulge. When Rahul saw his mother's eyes were locked on it, he felt his cock surging up and seeing it his mother asked 'why is it throbbing?'
'Because a gorgeous woman is eyeing it' he replied.
'When will it stop throbbing' she asked putting a hand on his thighs.
'When you open my pants and fondle it' he said.
'So you also want me to fondle this' she said placing her hand over his bulge.
Rahul on feeling her hand press over his bulge got excited and pulling up he sat on his mother's lap hugging her.
Shobha on finding his back resting on her lush thighs got stimulated again. She pressed her hand slightly over the bulge and when her son squirmed she said 'Oh! It is so hot.'
'Yes, yes' moaned her son.
Shobha then slid her hand on his waist and unhooking his pants she pulled the zipper down. Rahul's cock suddenly shot when it was freed from his pants. Shobha then pushed the pants down exposing the tiniest briefs which held his cock.
Looking at his briefs which could hardly hold his cock and looking at the well muscled thighs of her son she could not help but put her hand on it.
Rahul felt the soft hand of his mother on his burning thighs which made him grip his mother tightly in his arms.
Shobha on seeing her son's thighs was fascinated. They were so heavily muscled that she wanted to see more of them. Bending down she pulled his pants out of his body.
As his mother was pulling his pants down Rahul unbuttoned his shirt and in one go he pulled it out. Now he was clad only in his briefs.
Shobha's eyes were mesmerized when she saw the almost naked form of her son. His well built chest, his deep waist, his rich thighs were so well proportioned that he looked like a stud. Her eyes after sweeping over his body were focused again on his briefs.
Though it was stimulating her body on seeing the impression of his cock, what impressed most was on seeing the pubic hair of her son peeping out from the sides of his briefs. Impulsively she put her hand down and caressing the coarse pubic hair she pushed her hand inside the briefs and held his pulsating cock for the first time.
Rahul screamed with joy as his mother's hand held his cock. His body started to throb. He kept thrusting his body up and when his mother realized the reason for his throbbing, she quickly pulled down the briefs over his legs and awed when her son's cock appeared in front of her eyes.
It was really a sight to behold she thought as she saw his cock. Her son's cock was almost eight inches long with a thick baseline and curved as it reached the top. Its head was thick and purple in color. Its rugged veined body was enchanting to look and seeing it Shobha was sure that it would make any woman want it in and she was no different a woman.
With these thoughts as she took hold of her son's cock in her hand she saw the pre-cum glistening at the top of its head. Her first thought on seeing it was to bring her mouth and lick it clean, but she felt doing it would embarrass her son whom she thought was still an amateur.
'Oh! It is lovely' she said as she held his cock in her hand.
Rahul moaned as he felt his mother's hand hold his throbbing cock. He started to jerk his body up.
Seeing him jerk his mother held his cock in one hand and started squeezing its head. Rahul was inflamed by these actions and embracing his mother's upper body he thrust his cock up in her hand.
Seeing him thrust his body, his mother started jacking his cock. Her soft hand slid up and down over his hard cock and in no time, she felt her son on the verge of shooting.
And as Rahul moaned his mother pulled his face to hers and bringing out her tongue she slid it into his mouth and kissed him hard. This, Rahul would no longer sustain and he shot his cum which landed on his mother's chest, breasts and waist.
As Shobha was kissing her son she had missed watching his cock shoot his cum and when she saw the thick cum on her body she regretted not watching it. Leaning on her son she pushed him down on the sofa and embracing him she plastered her upper body over his chest and cried out his name.
Huddling in each others arms for some time when Shobha looked at her son, his eyes were still burning with passion and as she tried to get up, Rahul pulled her down over him and said 'you are not going anywhere.'
'Why? Are you not satisfied?' she asked thrusting her body over his.
'No' he replied.
'Then what was it that shot from your cock' she asked smiling and lay on top of him. 'I did not shoot by itself, but you made me do it' he said.
'I made you do it. How?' his mother asked getting thrilled.
'You jacked me with your hand' he replied.
'So' she said and waited for his reply.
'So I want to do it by myself' said he.
'How do you intend to do it' she asked naughtily?
'By denuding you' saying this he flipped his mother down on the sofa and lay upon her.
'You are a devil' said his mother getting thrilled.
'Remember you have birth to him' he replied.
'And you want to see from where you popped out' she asked in a lewd manner.
'Yes, I want to see this' he said putting a hand over her hot womanhood.
Shobha's body sizzled as she felt her son's hand on her sex. She shook her body in delight.
Feeling his mother's body shudder Rahul lifted his hand and placing it on her waist he pulled the cords holding her petticoat.
Shobha moaned as she felt her son pulling the cords of her petticoat.
Rahul slid his body down and as this gave him enough room he pushed his mother's petticoat down her legs.
Shobha's heart leapt in her mouth. Only a piece of cloth lay on her body from being totally nude.
Rahul was enchanted when he pulled his mother's petticoat out. He had only one more obstacle to remove before his eyes would be feasted. As he put his hand on his mother's panties his hand encountered a wet patch on them. This surprised him and feeling its wetness he looked up at his mother.
Shobha closed her eyes when confronted and smiled.
'So you too have wet your panties' he said.
Shobha nodded her face.
'Happy' he asked.
'I am thrilled' she replied coyly.
'How are you feeling now' he asked as he put his hand again on her wet panties?
'Excited' she replied.
'Now' he said as he pressed his hand over her sex.
'I am aroused' she said.
'Now' said Rahul cupping her wet sex with his hand.
'My body is on fire' she said.
'What would you like me to do to you' he asked.
'Continue what you are doing' she replied.
'Will you come again' he asked.
'Why?' hissed his mother.
'Because, I want to see you wetting your panties' he replied.
'Do you know what wetting your panties means' she asked laughing?
'Why? Is there any other meaning' he asked.
'Come closer, I will tell you' she said.
Rahul brought his ear up to his mother and when he heard what she had to say it aroused him to a greater extent. Withholding his feelings he said 'I want to see you cum.'
'You would not be able to see much as we don't shoot like you' she replied.
'But still liquid seeping out of your cunt will be a sight to watch' he said. He was thrilled as it had a double meaning to it.
'I am almost there' she said.
Hearing it he was excited. Sliding down her body he brought his face near her hot mound. He could clearly see her thick pubic hair covering her sex from above the wet panties. He put his hands inside her panties. His mother's body trembled.
Rahul slowly slid her panties down allowing his eyes to devour his mother's sex. As the panties slid revealing her pubic hair, Rahul put his fingers over it and caressed her wet pubic hair. Then as the panties bared her sex, Rahul was flabbergasted on seeing its pink lips almost hidden behind her pubic hair.
