Incest/Taboo Joshi

Joshi had won. He had held his ground and made her come to him. Elation surged throughout his body.

"Oh, Joshi," Claire mewed. "You feel so big. Fuck me, fuck my ass."

Claire's butt began moving on Joshi's cock, pulling away an inch and shoving back, then pulling off a fraction of an inch more and returning to his root with a flourish, again and again, until she was moving steadily all the way up his shaft, each time threatening to come off his thicker head but never quite doing so. Joshi groaned. So fucking good. He couldn't help himself. He pushed in as she returned, bumping her butt when she hit home. Once, twice, three times. What an amazing ass!

"Oh, baby. That's it. Please fuck my ass. Please," Claire begged.

Joshi pushed harder, slapping his pelvis against Claire's ass. Yes, yes, this was so good, he thought. I'll let you have it now. I've shown my control, but now I'm going to let you have it. Unexpectedly, he jammed hard into her ass on the next return.

"Oh, gawd. Yes. Like that. Fuck it good. Fuck Mommy's ass."

What? What did she say?

Joshi's hips were moving in time with Claire's. Bang, bang. The flesh moved in waves over her hips as he slammed his cock home.

Mommy? Did she say Mommy?

Joshi looked down at Claire's back hunched over the pillows, hair in wild disarray, butt hunching up to meet his thrusts. Her hair looked strangely dark in the bedroom light yet it was only mid-afternoon. Joshi peered closely, confused, his hips moving automatically. Her skin seemed darker. It looked brown!

"That's it," Claire cooed. "Fuck it. Fuck Mommy's ass!"

Joshi tried to stop but he couldn't. Instead, he shoved Claire forward, grasped her hips and lifted her ass up before plunging in to the hilt. Lifting almost completely out, he literally dropped himself on her ass.

"Gawd, yeah. Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it..."

Joshi did. He pulled all the way out and hovered, fascinated by her gaping, puckering hole, then drove himself back in, surprised by how easily he sank into her abyss, marveling at the lewd sucking sound when he popped out, then dropped in again and started furiously fucking her brown ass, his mother's brown ass!

Joshi lost control completely. He was slipping and sliding around on Claire's ass, lunging in, no longer able to pull completely off as her butt rose up to meet his every thrust. He tried to lift her head to confirm her identity but she kept it tucked into the mattress. Even so, he could hear her laughing. She was fucking his cock with her ass and laughing. Joshi gritted his teeth and pummeled her butt.

He was coming. Hard, really hard, blasting huge spurts, then nothing but his hips couldn't stop convulsing. He kept fucking her, fucking Claire's ass, but in his mind, it was his mother's.

"Whoa. Whoa boy. ... Stop ... It's ok. Slow down." Claire reached back and sunk her nails into Joshi's flesh.

Slowly, Joshi managed to get control and eventually stopped, his cock still embedded in Claire's ass.

"Holy shit, tiger," Claire gasped.

Sweating profusely, gasping for air, Joshi looked at Claire, dazed. The pillows were gone, long gone, knocked away in the turbulence of their wild, flailing fuck.

Claire was still laughing but it was soft now and comforting, no longer taunting.

"Liked that, didn't you?"

"Yes," Joshi confirmed, shifting his eyes down to Claire's white ass, mildly surprised that it wasn't brown.

"Want me to play 'Mommy' again sometime?"

Joshi sighed, admitting defeat. "Yes," he said.
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7. The Joy of Communication

After she dismissed Joshi, Claire had a long, sudsy bath. Exiting the ensuite, still toweling her hair, she turned and walked totally nude to Jason's room. She had been thinking about their morning tryst and wanted to visit the scene of the crime before getting dressed. It seemed appropriate to go naked. Claire gazed at the bed for several minutes, savoring the glow in her loins as it grew, tentative at first but increasingly steady. At the first throb, she quickly wrapped the towel around her torso and turned to leave but went to Jason's desk instead of the door. Slowly stretching out her hand, she shook the mouse and the screen sprang to life.

Understanding why her body had unconsciously brought her to the computer, Claire sought out the Facebook icon on the desktop and double clicked it. Another click and she was in. Jason had left himself logged in.

Quickly, Claire sought out the private messages between Joshi and her son. She wanted to confirm her son's claim that Joshi had been invited but declined to come along and had then pretended that Jason had left him behind. Despite her confidence in her woman's intuition, she realized that at this point she had acted on a suspicion that may actually be unwarranted. The duplicity she found did more than confirm her suspicion.

The night before the first day at the beach:

Jason: Come on, man. You said you'd do it.

Joshi: I was joking and you know it.

Jason: Well I wasn't.

Joshi: How am I supposed to do it. I'll feel like such a tit.

Jason: Just start talking about India. You know how much she likes everything about India.

Joshi: Yeah right. 'Oh, did you hear about the latest Bollywood movie, Hindu Mom's Suck Their Sons'?

Jason: Fuck off. You know what I mean. Just talk about India in the old days and say something about the women. She'll start asking questions and then slip it in.

Joshi: How?

Jason: Just something simple, like 'In India, the relation between men and their mothers is special, at least it was in the old days.' She'll want to know what you mean and you act like it was a mistake and that you don't want to talk about it.

Joshi: She isn't going to believe that. She isn't stupid.

Jason: Sure she will. She hates secrets and if she thinks you're hiding something about India, she'll wheedle it out of you. Just let her talk herself into it and reel her in with a little tidbit at a time. She'll lap it up and won't suspect anything.

Joshi: I don't know...

Jason: Come on, man. You can do it. I need you to set her up for me. I know I can get her if she's primed. I haven't heard Dad fuck her for at least three years. She's ready for it, and if she thinks other mothers do it, she might let it happen.

Joshi: It's too risky. If I blow it, she'll think I'm a real creep.

Jason: No she won't. You're her favorite. You're the only friend I've ever had that she really likes. She'd never think you meant anything wrong.

Joshi: So what's in it for me? I'm taking all the risk for nothing.

Jason: I'll tell her I want to go to Inda and you're going to come with me as a guide. She'll give us her blessing and that will convince your Mom to let you go. Then we'll visit that aunt you're got the hots for.

Joshi: Alright. But at the first sign that she's pissed, I'm dropping it.

Jason: She won't be pissed.

Joshi: I'm just saying if she gets uncomfortable, I'm done and you still have say you want to go to India.

Jason: Deal. Maybe we can work something out with your 'oh so hot' aunt.

Joshi: No fucking way. Whether this works or not, you do the same workup with my aunt, but she's all mine, just like your mom's yours.

Jason: Deal.

Joshi: Deal.

Claire had mixed feelings about this exchange. Though appalled by the devious planning she found Joshi's respect for her intelligence and consideration for her feelings rather touching and she was both thrilled and dismayed by Jason's raw desire to 'get' her. Every part of her mind, however, was in agreement that both boys were in for a comeuppance. She wasn't sure what form it would take but she was convinced it was due.

The night after the first day at the beach:

Jason: What happened?

Joshi: I dropped around your place and said we were supposed to go to the beach. She thought you'd left me behind and took me to the beach to look for you.

Jason: Momma's boy. You always were her favorite.

Joshi: F-you.

Jason: So, did you do it?

Joshi: Yeah. You owe me.

Jason: Did she freak out?

Joshi: No, but I didn't get very far.

Jason: What do you mean, not very far?

Joshi: Well, I just talked about India a lot and then a bit about how women look at being a mother differently than they do here.

Jason: That's it? That's all?

Joshi: What did you want me to say, that women in India are really horny and like to fuck their sons?

Jason: Fuck off. You could have done more that say they're different.

Joshi: To you too. I did say more than that. I told her a story about my aunt. I made up a bunch of bullshit about how she does things for my cousin so he doesn't get a girl in a bad way.

Jason: Did she believe it?

Joshi: Yeah, she was fascinated. Tomorrow, I'll drop around and see if she'll go to the beach again.

Jason: She won't go again.

Joshi: I bet she will. I think she's hooked. If she does, I'll tell her some juicy details.

Jason: Man if this works. Fuck, that would be great. I'll really owe you.

Joshi: You bet you will!

Claire's mouth actually dropped open. The Machiavellian little bastards! They were planning her minipulation without any sign of remorse. They were only excited about the potential rewards. And Joshi was acting like nothing had happened that first day on the beach, that all he did was tell her a story! Claire thought back, remembering what had really happened. Joshi had felt her up, especially her ass, and had actually stuck his finger in her butt, none of which he told Jason. This kid was a real player, playing her and her son at the same time.

She moved on to read the exchange after the following night.

Jason: So? Spill it. I know Mom went to the beach with you again. Is she ready?

Joshi: Slow down man. I can't do it all at once, but she's closer. I dropped some juicy details about my aunt doing stuff with my cousin. I think she really dug it because she turned over to lie on her stomach and I kept talking. I mean, it was a lot easier to say stuff when she wasn't looking at me. I said some really racy stuff.

Jason: Like what?

Joshi: Well, I told her about how my cousin started my aunt up and she let him. That's when she turned over. I was just going to say that she actually touched his thing but she seemed to be getting off on it so I told her he just put his cock in her hand and she started jacking him off like it was a natural thing to do.

Jason: Really?

Joshi: Get real. I was making it up.

Jason: I mean, that Mom was getting off when you said it. How do you know?

Joshi: Well she got all quiet but she started breathing faster and she was scrunching her butt into the blanket.

Jason: Oh, man. Fuck. I wish I was there to see that.

Joshi: It was pretty special. She's got a nice one and with her eyes closed, I had all the time in the world to check it out.

Jason: Hey, lay off my mom's ass. It's mine.

Joshi: I was just joking. Anyway, I started whispering to her and, with her breathing and all that, I got carried away and made the story way hotter than I meant to. I told her that my aunt jacked my cousin off and he got too excited and came almost right away ... in her face.

Jason: You said that and she didn't freak out?

Joshi: Yeah, really. Not only did she not freak out, I think she got off.

Jason: You mean she came?

Joshi: Yeah. She was digging into the blanket like she forgot I was there. It was really hot so I told her that he came in her face and that's when she started almost humping the blanket. It was awesome.

Jason: She came when you told her about your cousin coming in his mom's face?

Joshi: Yeah. As soon as I said he spunked her face, she jammed her pussy into the blanket and came.

Jason: Awesome man. You did it. You're the man. I'm in. Huahhh.

Joshi: You better give me another day just to make sure she's ready. You don't want to blow it.

Jason: No, actually, I do want her to blow it. lol. Yeah, I know what you mean. Ok. Hey, did you really say he spunked her face?

Joshi: Yeah. I couldn't believe it myself, it just came out of my mouth, but you should have seen her ass scrunching into that blanket.

Jason: I can't believe she did that on the beach. Hey, you keep your eyes off my mom's ass. It's mine. Thanks to you, but remember, it's still mine.

Joshi: Alright, alright. Talk to you tomorrow.

Jason: Yo.

Claire noted that Joshi hadn't said anything about the belt, let alone that he had used it to play with her pussy, or about her jacking him off and letting him come, or should she say spunk, all over her belly. Joshi had felt her up more than she'd every been felt up before and he hadn't said a word about it to Jason. Jason thought Joshi was trying to set him up to get into her pants but the whole time Joshi was feeding her son a line of bullshit while he was almost doing what Jason wanted to do. Everyone was close to getting fucked except Jason who had initiated the whole underhanded affair. Claire was flattered that her son was enamored with her but horrified that he was being played for a fool. Nevertheless, she also felt it was partly justified given Jason's own trickery. In spite of everything, being the only one privy to the whole story was delicious.

Claire read on to see what was said after that third day at the beach.

Joshi: I think she's ready for you.

Jason: Great. What makes you so sure?

Joshi: Well, today she got onto her stomach as soon as she stripped down to her bikini.

Jason: Mom wore a bikini?

Joshi: Yeah, which was great. Anyway, like I was saying, as we walked down the beach, I said there was more to the story about my cousin and my aunt. When we got to our spot, way down by the rocks, pretty much by ourselves, she got down on the blanket and onto her stomach right away like she could hardly wait to hear more. I started talking right away. I told her that my cousin actually had sex with his mom. You should have seen her reaction.

Jason: What? What did she do?

Joshi: She put both arms underneath herself.

Jason: So?

Joshi: Well, her hands were down... you know... there.

Jason: No shit?

Joshi: Yup. I told her that my aunt came to my cousin's room after everyone else had gone to sleep. He was still awake so she joined him on his bed, lying next to him, and started saying how what had happened had been a big mistake, that she just meant to console him. Ravinder listened and nodded, acting like he understood and agreed, but he pulled his cock out of his underwear and let it dangle there while she talked. He ignored it and she tried to too but he could see she kept glancing at it which made him get hard. The more she peeked, the harder he got, and the more she looked. Finally, he just grabbed her hand and put it on his cock, asking her a question at the same time to distract her.

Jason: Did it work?

Joshi: Yeah. She just held it and kept talking.

Jason: What am I saying. This is just bullshit, right? You just made it up.

Joshi: No. My aunt really did this with my cousin. Now she let's him touch her up and she jacks him off while he does it.

Jason: Lucky bastard.

Joshi: You got that right. So, anyway, Aunt Nalini is yacking away, holding his cock, and Ravinder starts pushing it through her fingers. He was afraid that would be too much but she just starting jacking him while he humped her hand.

Jason: No shit?

Joshi: Yeah. So I'm telling this to our mom...

Jason: My mom.

Joshi: Yeah, your mom. I'm telling her how he's fucking her hand and she starts humping hers. Just a little, but she was doing it. I described what my cousin and aunt were doing in great detail, even about how they were breathing. Then I told her he just reached out, all of a sudden like, and put his hand between her legs. She didn't do anything so a few seconds later he moved it up to cup her pusssy. Well, your mom started humping her hand faster and kept doing it while I told her how he kept rubbing and rubbing her snatch. Finally, I told her Ravinder moved my aunt's panties to one side and put his fingers in her cunt.

Jason: You said 'cunt'?

Joshi: Yeah. It just came out. I didn't mean to but she didn't care so I told her how he fingered her and then I did it.

Jason: Did what?

Joshi: I touched her ass.

Jason: You didn't. Hey asshole, she's my mom, not yours.

Joshi: I know. Don't freak out. I had to know if she would let someone touch her. She must have been imagining that she was my aunt and you were fingering her so I put my hand on her ass, at the bottom near her legs, and she let me do it.

Jason: You didn't try to finger her? You better not have.

Joshi: No, no. I just kept my hand there and she let me while she kept humping hers. She's ready man. If it had been you there, I think you could have fingered her, or maybe even more.

Jason: Man, oh man, that's fucking fantastic! Are you sure?

Joshi: Definitely. I told her that Ravinder eventually pushed my aunt on her back and pulled her panties off, then got between her legs and fucked her. I made it all up. She never did let him fuck her. Anyway, your mom started really going at her hand. She really needs it man. I checked her out and she was really wet.

Jason: You what?

Joshi: I wanted to make sure she was ready for you so I just pushed my hand between her legs for a few seconds and she bumped her pussy back against it. Her bikini was soaked. I'm sure that if I was you, I could have stuck my cock in her right there on the beach.

Jason: Fucking A!

Joshi: She's yours man. You just have to get her into your room and make a move.

Jason: How?

Joshi: I don't know. Just get her into your room and let her see your cock. It's a big one. Keep her talking about something. If she doesn't freak out and leave just wait a bit and then put her hand on it like Ravinder did. If she doesn't pull her hand away, you're got her. She's like pussy in your hands, lol.

Jason: Yeah, hot mom pussy.

Joshi: Right, and then you help me get my aunt.

Jason: You got it, dude.

That made Jason's audacious behavior that first night a little easier for Claire to understand. He had done exactly what Joshi had told him to do and she had been horny enough to let him get away with it. In fact, she'd been horny as hell since the second day at the beach. She had been walking around the house needing something, feeling empty. The next day, she had been swept away by Joshi's teasing with the stones and she'd actually let him fuck her in the ass, on the beach no less. This just wasn't her but it must be because she did it. Here she was in her forties and she was hornier, by far, than she'd ever been in her entire life. Even now, reading the messages between these manipulative little shits, she was dying to get fucked.

Claire moved on to the last exchange.

Joshi: Did it work?

Jason: Yeah. It was awesome. I did just what you said, except I stuck it in her mouth!

Joshi: No way.

Jason: Yeah, really.​