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"As if there is nothing in it for you," she said making herself comfortable upon him.
Grasping her in both hands "what's there other than carrying your weight?" he asked.
"Many men would give their lives to have us in this position," she said nuzzling her body on his.
"I thought it was the other way around, women lying down and men on top."
"You are a lousy, filthy and dirty person." She said hugging him.
"And also lovable," he asked.
"Above all most lovable." she said pecking a hot kiss on his cheek.
Seeing her in a jovial mood "Why don't you remove your sari?" he said.
"Is it necessary?" she asked taking hold of her sari.
"Yes it will lessen my burden to some extent," he replied teasing her.
"And if I get up and go you won't have any burden to carry, think about it."
Saying it as she tried to get up pulling her down and hugging her "I was teasing you Mom," he replied.
"See how easy it is to scare you," she said smiling and burrowing her face on his chest "who wants to move out of this comfort zone when there is so much happiness here." She said cuddling her body upon his.
"Then why don't you stay put in my arms," he asked embracing her.
"Try moving me out of them," she replied snuggling closer.
Feeling elated by her reply "I dare not," he said and pulling her up "let's seal this with a kiss."
"Yes let's seal this with a kiss," saying she leaned forward and taking hold of his face kissed him like she had never kissed anyone before.
Aroused by her kisses he grasped her buttocks and fondling them "you have gorgeous ones mom," he said squeezing them.
"For the moment consider them to be yours," she replied.
Stripping his shirt and baring his chest "then come straddle me," he said.
Her body seething with pleasure she did as she was asked and when her voluptuous buttocks landed on his bare broad chest feeling its warmth devouring her "is this what you wanted?" she asked and when he nodded his head "suck my breasts," she said in sheer ecstasy pulling them out from her blouse.
Deftly opening his mouth and sucking her breast "I wish they were filled," he said.
"You men are insatiable creatures and are never content with what you have," she replied seething with desire.
"Yes we are and this time you have not given any room to complain, I have plenty in hand." Saying it he grabbed her buttocks and fondling them as he brought his hands to the front and held her thighs "it's time to fulfil my wish mom," he said.
"What wish?" she asked feeling his hands caressing her thighs.
"Last time I failed to discard this garment," saying it he slowly slipped his fingers inside her slip and taking hold of the thin garment he shred it out of her body and as his eyes devoured her glorious thighs he said. "No wonder you people take pride in hiding them."
"Could you not have removed it in a more dignified manner? Do you have to show your true colours" she asked as the thin garment was ripped out from her body.
"One gets more pleasure in ripping them" he replied and staring at her panties snuggled against the v of her body "In future I will keep that in mind."
"Somebody is having high hopes," she said making faces at him.
"High hopes or not, I will take utmost care in discarding them and also I am not going to forcefully do it."
"Yes, I know you and your good deeds may win one day," she said pushing back her feet and lying flat on him hugging his body.
"I hope that day is not too far away," saying it he tactfully removed her blouse.
As her blouse was removed "you seem to have become an expert in removing my garments," she said.
"Yes I have been practising and who knows one day it may come handy," he said hugging her strongly.
"Are you using me for practice?" she asked.
"How can I when you have not allowed me fully," he replied criss-crossing his feet over hers and imprisoning her under him.
"Is that the only subject on your mind, can you not deviate from it?" she asked enjoying the stimulation in her body on lying upon him and chatting.
"How can I deviate my mind when I have set it as my goal," he said and fondling her buttocks "when you have given me the freedom to access these I don't know what is stopping you from allowing me to discard this tiny inconsequential garment." He said trying his best to pacify her.
"If it is an inconsequential garment then why have you set it as a goal to remove it?" she put back the question to him.
"From the point of view of garment it is tiny, but what it shields though it is also small, but universally it is acclaimed as the most desirous object and you find fault with me for setting it as my goal." He said brushing his hard cock between her thighs.
"And dreaming of achieving it has your monster risen?" she asked feeling his cock poking in between her thighs.
"Yes I have been dreaming of it," he said ramming his cock hard on her thighs.
"And supposing if he had achieved the goal then what?" she asked her body sweating profusely.
"Then you would have had to tame him," he said getting excited on having his cock on her thighs.
"Why should I tame him? Have I said I would take care of him?" she said and dipping her hand and taking hold of his cock "he is such a wonderful creature, anyone would love to handle," saying it she slipped it between her hot thighs and as she squeezed her thighs she felt his body tense and spurt his cum.
Feeling the thick hot cum spread over her thighs "you guys are ridiculous," she said.
"Do you know why it happened all of a sudden?" he asked and when she shook her head "it touched something which was hitherto untouchable," he said feeling as though he had conquered the moon.
Seeing his face etched with untold happiness she felt it better in not letting him know that she had intentionally let it feel her there.
Having enjoyed the outing to their hearts desire they felt the place and reached home late in the night and both needing privacy went to their respective rooms.
Dileep was excited by the day's events. He felt excited recalling his mother's words "your good deeds may win one day" and also for the fact that his cock had touched her privates. Recalling those scenes again and again he slumbered into a deep sleep.
Megha felt fortunate to have such a wonderful son who understood her feelings. During their stay in the wilderness he could have had taken advantage of her but the poor guy had thought otherwise. When he had ripped her slip she was expecting he would rip her panties too but in vain and finally seeing the joy on his face on having touched her privates she felt she ought to reward him. Thinking on those lines she slept soundly.
It was past noon when Dileep woke and after freshening up as he came down he saw his mother drying her hair with a towel and on seeing him "can you fetch some breakfast?" she asked.
"Why don't we go out and have?" replied Dileep.
"No not like this," she said showing him the wet towel.
"Who would look at you? You would be seated in the car," he said not wanting to go alone.
"I am not coming, are you going to bring it or not?" she asked pushing him.
"I had thought we would be always together," he said to tease her.
"Yes that does not mean I will accompany you however I am. Have you ever seen me go out like this?" she asked.
"No, but you look swell with your hair tied in the towel."
"I am feeling hungry are you going to bring me breakfast?" she asked.
"If you are really hungry then yes," saying it he went out and returned before his mother could finish brewing coffee.
Seeing him return back in a jiffy "did you pick it from the neighbour?" she asked.
"Yes and she was more than happy to oblige."
"Who the sixty year old nanny?" she asked.
"Yes 60 carats," he replied placing the parcel on the table.
"Do you even run after 60 year olds?" she asked.
"What, when 42 carats don't budge."
"So whoever flashes you go behind them, is it?" she asked.
"What's wrong in it?" he asked.
"Nothing, you should have stayed there. Why did you come?" she asked feeding him a spoon full.
"I had to because you were hungry," he replied.
"Now that you have brought me breakfast why don't you go back." she said.
"How can I leave you alone and moreover I have applied leave only to be with you. Don't you think it will go wasted?" he asked.
"What will you gain by staying with me?" she asked feeding him again.
"When you are feeding me with so much love I expect the same later on," he replied.
"By later on, you mean during lunch." She asked smiling at him.
"No not during lunch but when we go out," he said.
"I did not say that we are going out today."
"Well when we cosy up or cuddle up," he said taking a deep breath.
"Do you think we have time for that?" she asked.
"Then how do you think we are going to spend the day?" he asked.
"By listening to music or by watching a movie," she replied.
"Then it will be while we are watching the movie," he replied.
"Have you got any good ones in your collection?" she asked clearing the plates.
"No, but I will fetch a few," saying it as he got up 'come soon,' he heard her say.
Dileep was on cloud nine and with her words ringing in his ears he went to fetch CD's and on procuring then as he returned he saw his mother reclining on the sofa with her legs pulled up. She looked so beautiful and so demure that his heart cried out to go and take her in his arms.
Controlling his emotions he inserted the CD in the player and when it started to play he sat beside her and as the movie began "is it a love story?" asked his Mom.
"No Mom it is a fiction cum horror movie which is running to packed houses" he replied.
Hearing the word horror Megha moved closer and Dileep slipping his arm around her shoulders and drawing her "it's not that scary," he said.
The movie was so intense and so grasping that both watched with their eyes glued to the screen and when it came to an end, Megha kissed him passionately and when Dileep's face showed surprise, hugging him "you deserve much more," she said.
"Much more than a kiss," he asked embracing her.
"Yes much more than a kiss." She said gluing her lips on his mouth.
"Then am I at liberty to undo your blouse," he asked pushing aside her sari and gazing at her heaving breasts stacked behind the blouse.
"You can even rip them if you want," she said biting his ear.
"Will keep that in mind," saying it he tactfully removed her blouse and as he slipped his hands behind her back to unhook her bra "the hooks are in front" he heard her say.
"Why don't you unhook them while I free my arms," saying it he dipped his hands from her bare back on to her buttocks and grasping them "these are livelier Mom," he said.
"Is it because they are fuller than these?" she asked shedding her bra and exposing her breasts.
"No it's because my hands are at liberty to feel them as I want to," he said caressing her rich mounds.
"As if your hands were tied up yesterday," she replied her body warming up to his caresses.
"They were not, but were restricted from wandering all over." He said slipping his hand in the gap between the mounds and feeling the heat above her clothes "why don't we remove this?" he asked holding her slip.
"Do you think it necessary? Have you not felt enough?" she asked in the heat of passion and also not wanting to disappoint him.
"How can I feel with so many layers shielding it," he said pulling her sari out.
"Are the layers made out of steel that you are unable to penetrate them?" she asked her body squirming in ecstasy.
"No, but when you have so fondly agreed it's not fair to disappoint you," he said and sliding his fingers inside her slip "it's only a few who are fortunate to undo them," saying it he pushed her slip down her mounds and feasting his eyes upon her naked buttocks and grasping them in his hands "they are so perfectly moulded." He said.
Feeling his hand grasping and caressing her buttocks "I don't think I gave you permission to fondle them," she said.
"No you have not but on having them naked it would be like insulting these mounds if one does not caress them," he replied continuing to fondle her buttocks.
"Are they naked? Are they not covered with my panties?" she asked.
"Yes, if you could call these strings as panties," he said playfully toying with the strings.
"Have I worn those?" she asked and hiding her face on his chest "then your eyes may be having a field day," she said knowing very well what she had worn.
"They will if you would turn around."
"No not with those panties on," she said.
"Is this strip of cloth not sufficiently covering you up?" he asked aroused to the hilt on toying with her panties.
"It's not what it is covering but what it has left uncovered."
"What has it left uncovered, tell me?" he asked vigorously caressing her buttocks.
"As if you don't know what peeps out of the panties."
"Is it dense?" he asked his cock throbbing in his pants.
"I can't say as I don't know much about them."
"Can I feel them?" he asked slipping his hand between her mounds.
"Why do you want to feel them?" she blurted as her body started convulsing on feeling his hand creeping in the hot valley between her mounds.
"Want to feel its silkiness," saying it as his hand crept down over her panties, grabbing all that his hand could take he shot his load in his pants.
Megha who was on the verge of climax could no longer sustain the assault and as soon as he grabbed her privates screaming his name she drained her juices. Both climaxed simultaneously.
After regaining her composure "why were you in such a hurry?" asked Megha.
"I don't know what instigated me," he replied softly.
Seeing his ashen face "it's not that you have done anything wrong but could you not have waited?" she asked in a low tone.
"I thought you may not allow me," he replied.
"Why would I not allow you? In fact your hand is still there," she said nibbling his earlobe.
Feeling her wet panties "yes and why have they become moist?" he asked squeezing them.
"It's because of your hands mesmerized me," she replied.
"It means my actions have not gone wasted." He asked taking hold of her panties firmly.
"Don't tell me it did not have any effect on you," she replied.
"Yes it did and now if you could turn," he said.
"Why do you want me to turn when you have felt more than what you wanted to?" she replied.
"I want to see what my hand has felt as seeing something hitherto unseen is very exciting," he replied looking straight into her eyes.
"Can I take your word for it? Should I believe that you have not seen any?" she asked in a voice filled with lust and when he nodded his head "turn your face." Megha commanded.
The few moments it took his Mom to move out of his arms and sit beside him felt like ages and when he turned to face her he saw her sitting with her legs criss-crossed.
Kneeling in front of her and placing his hands on her knees "I can't believe this to be true," he said.
"What have you seen to say you can't believe?" she asked squeezing her thighs tightly.
"It's not what I have seen but in what position I am that I can't believe. I just can't believe that I am kneeling in front of you and have my hands on your naked thighs. I can't believe that I am looking at you wearing nothing but the tiniest panties." and opening her legs and spreading her thighs "I can't believe that my eyes are staring at the silky black hair peeping out of your panties and I can't believe that my eyes would be feasting on what's behind those panties." Dileep said as his eyes devoured every detail of her naked body.
"Yes all that is true and I presume my boy is strong enough to sustain himself once he remove those so called inconsequential panties and see what's behind them," said Megha, kissing him passionately on his lips.
"Being in your company I have matured enough to control him Mom!" he replied back taking hold of her panties.
"Then why is the poor guy caged?" she asked.
"It's because he may take undue advantage once this is exposed" saying it he ripped her panties out and looking at her moist glistening love lips nestled amidst thick black foliage "No wonder men fall on their knees." He said.
"Is that why you are on your knees?" asked his Mom grasping his hair as her body jolted on her panties being ripped.
"No but to have a look at something which my eyes have never seen before," saying it he grabbed her knees.
Taking a deep breath and spreading her thighs slowly she said. "This is for your eyes only."
"And those eyes are enchanted Mom." He replied he as her glistening brownish cunt lips were being exposed before his eyes.
"Do you find it to your liking? Is it how you had dreamt it would be?" she asked her body seething with pleasure.
"I could not have seen anything more arousing, more stimulating and it's because your . . . ." he did not complete the sentence.
"Yes it's because of what?" she asked as her body trembled.
"It's because your cunt is totally moist Mom and it's the steamiest scene a man could ever lay his eyes upon!" he said.
Hearing him utter the word Megha's body shivered with pleasure. Leaning forward and holding his face in both hands "so is that how your mother's cunt looks? Is it the horniest thing you have ever seen? Is that the reason your cock is throbbing in your pants? What other effects does it have on seeing my wet pussy?" she asked in a lewd manner.
Excited by the usage of her words "Yes Mom your cunt which you had guarded so stubbornly all these days and which till now was beyond my reach, having it spread wide open craves for the wildest desires which even you might not have heard of," saying it he grabbed her legs and pulling them over his shoulders he started kissing her robust thighs and as the musky odour of her cunt hit his nostrils, gluing his face on her seeping cunt he sucked till the daylight was blown out of her mind.
Dileep ravaged her cunt with his lips, tongue, teeth and by the time he lifted his face from her damp cunt he had lost count of how many times his mother had screamed his name and then looking at her face which had turned crimson "you are one gorgeous woman Mom!" he said before moving aside.
Having been devastated by her son and not knowing how many times she had creamed Megha pulled herself and covering up as best as she could with what her hands could lay on, she looked at her son and seeing him silent, staggered up slowly and as she was about to move "do you have to go Mom?" she heard him say.
Stepping back she turned and as the vision of her son standing in the dim light became clear shaking her head "do you want to have me?" she asked softly.
"Yes I want to have you." He replied.
Moving closer and placing her hands on his shoulders she asked. "So you want to have me, is it because of what you saw just?"
"No ever since you kissed me in the parking lot I have been craving to have you and now after having seen it the urge is more." Dileep replied.
"What did you see?" she asked lewdly, biting her lip.
"I was fortunate enough to have seen your cunt and now I want to possess it," saying it he boldly placed his hand between her thighs and caressed her cunt above the sari.
Aroused by his hand caressing her cunt she asked. "How do you plan to have me, right here or do you want to carry me to your room?" she asked.
"First l I need to lift your sari," said he as he bent down.
"Why don't you rip it out?" she asked as her body started trembling.
"No, I want to derive the pleasure of lifting the sari and denuding you," saying it he drew her sari up and as her gorgeous thighs got exposed caressing it with his hands "only a few people are fortunate to derive such pleasure as this," saying it he lifted her clothes above her waist and taking a leisure look at her moist cunt lips surrounded by lush pubic hair "even women will fall on their feet to feast their eyes upon your cunt Mom!" said he as he deftly removed all her clothes.
Standing naked in front of her son with legs spread apart and her chest heaving Megha felt a hot rush of blood flow through her body and throwing all caution to the wind and staring at his tent up pants she said. "Don't you think even your Mom is entitled to have a look at what you possess?"
"Yes Mom, be my guest," saying it he lifted his arms.
"You men always want us to do dirty things," saying it she pulled out his shirt and taking hold of his track pants and pushing them down she asked. "Dirty fellow don't you still wear an underwear?"
"It pains a lot Mom and had I worn one today, I think I would have been hospitalized by now," he replied.
"Why?" she asked blushingly.
"Because since two hours he is in an aroused state and if he was imprisoned in the underwear then I had had it," he replied.
Pulling down his pants and having a look at his raging cock she said. "My my, he looks like a monster."
"Are you afraid of having him?" he asked as he took his Mom in his arms.
Placing her chin on his chest and caressing it she said. "Initially it would be difficult."
"What if I say I would be very cautious?" he replied.
"That's what you say before you penetrate and once you are in you forget everything and go wild." Megha replied.
"And is that not what you women crave for?" he asked.
"Yes, we want this monster of a cock to ravage our cunts, tear it apart." She said taking hold of his raging cock in his hand.
Pushing her on the sofa and spreading her thighs wide and exposing her nakedness he said. "Come on Mom take him in."
And before Megha who was holding his cock could guide it she felt her cunt lips rip apart as the monster penetrated inside her and before she could hug her son he had started pounding it deep inside her cunt.
Starting to love his actions "so how does it feel to make love to your Mom?" she asked.
"The sensations are heavenly Mom," saying it he rammed his cock deep into her cunt tearing the delicate inner skin.
Biting her lips she sustained the pain and as the pain gave way to pleasure reciprocating his moves she felt him on the threshold of climaxing. Pulling out his cock and placing it on her chest she cried. "I want to see you come, shoot it on my breasts." Megha was delighted to see loads of hot cum landing on her bare chest.
As an exhausted Dileep slumped on the sofa "how did it feel to have made it with me?" asked Megha.
Taking a deep breath "it was a dream come true and as your cunt was well lubricated it was sheer pleasure in pounding it Mom," said Dileep.
"Yes, as it was well lubricate you forgot to be cautious," she replied.
"Sorry Mom, as it was the first time I could not control and it won't happen again." Said Dileep.
Who bothers she said silently and addressing him "as if you will get another chance," she said softly.
"Why, what have I done that you want to punish me?" he asked.
"Given a chance it's you who would punish me and now don't make false promises," she said and before he could reply dragging her clothes she strode down to her room.
Knowing that she was pulling his leg an exhausted Dileep went to his room.
The sun rays were seeping through the blinds when Dileep opened his eyes. After having a refreshing bath as he went down he saw his mother standing near the window waving her hand. Without bothering he went behind her and putting his arms around her waist and drawing her he hugged her.
Squirming in pleasure and pecking a kiss on his cheeks she said. "Don't you think you ought to see if anyone is present before you hug me?"
"Why, who can stop me from hugging you?" he asked grabbing her strongly in his arms.
"Have you forgotten Shanti our maid, she has come," she replied.
"So what if Shanti is here, can I not hug my mother?" he asked as his hands went up and groped her breasts.
"Yes you can hug your mother but what your hands are doing is not allowed," saying it she pulled his hands away from her breasts.
"But my hands are itching Mom," he said again trying to grope her breasts.
"Stop Shanti is coming," she said and as Dileep removed his hands from her breasts, in came Shanti and was surprised to see both of them being so intimate. Last time when she was here she could sense that something was drastically wrong between them and today she was surprised to see them being so close to each other.
Flashing a smile she wished him and reciprocating her smile Dileep asked. "When did you come back?"
"I came back yesterday Baba," saying it she went into the kitchen. (She used to call him Baba)
Looking at her moving away "Mom why don't you ask her to come daily?" he said.
"Why, what's your interest in her?" she asked to tease him.
"Mom, it will be a big relief for you," he replied.
"Okay I will ask her and hope she would oblige," she said as her mind wandered back to the days when she used to have backaches and on one such occasion while Shanti was pressing her back she had practically allowed her to touch her breasts, can it happen again? Those were the thoughts lingering in her mind.
As Megha was deep in thoughts Dileep moved to the sitting room and as he was going through the news paper in came Shanti and handing him a cup of coffee as she turned to leave she caught his attention. Watching her closely made Dileep sit on the edge and seeing her curvaceous figure he was stupefied to find them similar to his Mom. She was identical in height, weight and the curves of her body were mind-blowing as well.
Recalling his mother's words "what's your interest in her?" Mom my interest is of paramount importance, he said to himself.
However hard Dileep tried he could not find his Mom alone. There was always Shanti who popped up on one pretext or another. Many a times when he was close to Mom she used to flash her smile asking as to what was cooking. Being deprived of an occasion he resigned and instead watched TV. It was here he stole glances at Shanti's curves and compared to that of his mother. The more he saw her curves the more they resembled his mother and this invigorated him further.
Braving himself he got up and moving behind his Mom and holding her waist he said. "Feeling hungry Mom" and as Shanti looked at him curiously, winking at her "is not my mother a charming woman?" he asked for which Shanti nodded her head. Grasping his mother's waist "I am hungry Mom" he said loudly and Megha turning to face him pecked a kiss on his cheeks and coming out of his grasp "give me five minutes," she said.
As his mother moved out of his grasp Dileep let his hands caress her back which was keenly observed by Shanti and when she looked up at him, smiling broadly at her, he let his gaze wander on her lush body.
Shanti felt his stares. At first she thought she had visualized them but as his subsequent stares were more direct it sent strong signals to her mind. Feeling somewhat elated by this and also for the fact that her mistress had asked her to come daily she went on with her chores. It was while placing clothes into the washing machine that she had the shock of her life when she found the panties in his track pants.
Holding them in the open it was difficult for her to visualize to whom they belonged. At first she thought them to be her mistress but looking at the tiniest panties she had ever seen she found it hard to digest that her mistress would wore anything like that and even if they belonged to her how did they find their way into Dileep's pocket? This was something unimaginable. These thoughts harped her through-out the day and even after completing her work a troubled Shanti could not shake it out of her mind.
As Shanti left Dileep saw his mother going to her room and after half an hour when she came out she looked pale. Seeing her dull face Dileep's felt sorry and when he asked her if she was unwell, she shook her head.
"Then why have you gone so pale?" he asked.
"I will tell you later. I need some air, let's go for a drive," she said.
Thinking she was getting sick staying in the house he got the car readied and after having travelled few miles and seeing that she was still uncomfortable "what's bothering you Mom?" he asked.
Megha replied. "I feel ashamed to tell you."
"What could make you feel so ashamed?" he asked.
"Do I have to tell you everything?" she asked smiling at him.
"No you don't have to," and seeing her smile "maybe I can help you in some way," he said which made her laugh. Seeing her mood had changed "still don't want to tell me?" he asked.
"I feel bad, can you not understand?" she asked.
"How can I understand when you don't say anything?"
"It's what a woman has to face every month," she said softly.
"Is it that?" he said and when the reality hit him braking the car "is it?" he asked loudly.
"Yes it is that," she said moving closer.
"Of all days why should it have happened today?" he asked.
"Why, what's so special about today?" she asked cuddling him.
"Today is the last day of my leave and what all plans I had," he said holding her in his arms.
"What plans had you made?" she asked moving her face close to his.
Dileep said. "I had planned to have you in my arms Mom."
"You do have me in your arms," she said hugging and kissing his cheek.
"No not like this. I wanted to have you all by myself."
"How romantic, can you not wait for a few days?" she asked this time kissing him on his lips.
"I had it all planned for today and since morning all my plans have gone hay wire."
"Why what happened in the morning?" she asked hiding her smile.
"As if you don't know what happened. Could she not have come a day later?" he said frowning.
"She would have if she had known about your plans," she replied.
"You mean to say that I should have informed her about my plan." He asked.
"Yes that would have been more effective than grasping and groping me in front of her." She replied.
"I don't know why I did that?" he said.
"But I know why you did it." She replied smiling at him.
"What could have made me do it?" he asked.
"You wanted to impress her," she replied.
"What do you mean by saying I wanted to impress her?" he asked.
"You were impressed by her figure and I saw you ogling her," she said.
On being cornered "do you have hawks eye?" he asked.
"No, I just presumed that you were interested and I am glad that my presumption was right," she said.
"So you sweet talked me into accepting."
"Yes but what I saw in the evening made me shiver," she said.
"What did you see?" he asked not able to recall any of his actions.
"Shanti pulled my panties from your track pants," she said.
Those words took the wind out of him. "Oh! I had totally forgotten about them. Does she know that they belong to you?" he asked.
"No I cannot be sure," she replied.
"What if she presumes them to be yours?" he asked.
"Then we may have to tell her the truth and take her in our confidence." She said biting his ears.
Hearing those words "do that Mom, take her in your confidence," he said grabbing her.
"Why should I reveal my secret to her? What benefit would I have?" she asked.
"Then we would be free to have you be in my arms and kiss me whenever you feel like" he said.
"And what if she wants you to kiss her?" she put the question to him.
"She will be most welcomed." He replied and seeing his Mom making faces "provided I have your permission," he said.
"You don't have to have my permission. I only want to make sure that you are in safe company and I don't know anyone other than Shanti." She replied and snuggling close to him "kiss me," she said.
Having her in his arms and kissing her he said. "How sweet of you."
"Obviously I am very sweet and is it for that reason he is aroused?" she asked and placing her hand on his cock and feeling its hardness "or is it due to her."
"Partly due to you and partly due to her," he replied.
"Is that how you talk to your Mom?" she asked unzipping his pants.
"Who said you are my Mom? You are my friend, my partner, my well wisher." he said.
"By saying partner, do you mean to say partner in bed?" she asked groping his cock and squeezing it.
"Yes above all you are my partner in bed and unfortunately I cannot bed you today," he said moaning loudly as his mother started jerking his cock.
"Yes, you cannot bed me as I cannot allow him to penetrate." She said grasping his cock in both hands and sliding it up and down.
"Yes but your soft hands are doing a wonderful job," saying it he grabbed her in his arms. Kissing and ravaging her lips he shot his load into her hands.
Coming out of his grasp "happy?" she asked and when he nodded "then let's go," she said smilingly.
"As you wish Mom," he replied silently.
CHAPTER II
Next morning he felt soft hands waking him up. Still in a drowsy state "let me sleep Mom," he said. As the hands started tickling him turning around he grabbed her and when he was about to kiss her to his utter surprise he saw that it was Shanti and not his mother.
"Oh! Sorry I thought it was Mom," he said still holding her in his arms.
"Madam asked me to wake you up," she replied.
"I did not know, otherwise I would not have grabbed you," he said.
"Now that you know, are you not going to release me," she asked.
"Yes, no, sorry" he stammered and as he released her his hands inadvertently brushed her thighs.
Feeling elated to have spent a few moments in his arms she asked. "Do you always hug and kiss your Mom when she comes to wake you?"
"I don't think I kissed you," he replied smiling at her.
"You almost did but that does not answer my question," she said.
"The tickling motivated me and to my surprise it was you," he replied.
"Were it to be your mother would you have kissed her?" she persisted with the question.
He replied sternly. "Yes I would have kissed her."
"On her lips?" she asked.
"Obviously on her lips and I think I missed an opportunity," he said looking at her face.
Having received favourable answers "Your bath is ready," saying it a blushing Shanti went out of the room.
While having the bath he suddenly realized that coming of Shanti to his room was his mother's way of enticing her and he felt that he had to be very cautious. Recalling the proceedings he felt he had played his part perfectly but regretted having missed kissing her. Feeling jubilant he came down and seeing his mother standing by the window and with Shanti nowhere in sight he grabbed her and before she could object, kissed her hard on her lips.
Coming out of his grasp "have you gone crazy," she asked looking back to see if Shanti was there.
Kissing her again he said. "Yes Mom I go crazy whenever I see you and today standing near the window with the sun rays seeping through made you look ravishing."
"You always find excuses so that you can kiss me and I don't believe you," saying it she let her body sway in his arms.
Embracing her tightly "I wish I could make you believe me. These curves make me go mad," he said as his hands slid down from her waist and caressed her inner thighs.
Aroused by his caresses and feeling it was not proper to continue "okay I believe you, now go and have your breakfast or you will be late," saying it she practically pushed him.
"Yes today is the first day otherwise I would not have bothered to go to office."
"What would you have done staying back?" she asked teasing him.
"I would have, I would have . . . . ." he did not complete the sentence.
"Yes what would you have done? You would not have done anything." Saying it she blushed.
"Wait for a few days then I will show you," he said knowing that she was teasing him.
"Okay now you go," she said pushing him all the way to the table.
As it was the first day Dileep was busy and could reach home only after 10 pm and being exhausted went directly to bed.
Next morning it was past seven when Shanti stepped into his room and seeing him sleeping hesitated before waking him and as he turned she moved back a little.
Seeing her back up Dileep asked. "Are you sacred that I would hug you?"
"No it is not that," she replied.
"Can I not hug you? You have been with us since I was a kid and as far as I remember you have taken care of me as your child. In fact in you I see a glimpse of my Mom and in that context if I hug what's wrong?" he asked using all his word power to win over her.
Those words had the desired result as an emotional Shanti coming forward said. "Yes you can hug me."
Hugging her "It feels as if you are my Mom," he said to further bind her.
"What makes you say so?" she asked.
"Your built, your physique and your warmth is just like Moms."
"Yes, but do you hug your Mom like this?" she asked coming out of his arms.
"Yes it gives me immense pleasure and my day starts off well when I hug my Mom," he replied tightening his hold.
"And how do you feel when you kiss her?" she asked.
Looking into her eyes he said. "It feels very exciting. She is one gorgeous woman and it is really exciting to kiss her."
Taking a deep breath "Yes she is one gorgeous woman whom everyone loves to love," she replied.
"And I see that she has a special place in your heart."
"Yes I am fortunate to known her well." She replied.
"And I adore you for it." He said.
Looking deep into his eyes she said. "You seem to have changed a lot. Suddenly I find my little Baba has grown up to be a tough mature Guy."
"Yes, being close to Mom I have changed a lot."
Again taking a deep breath she asked. "Is it the effect of hugging and kissing her?"
"Yes and I believe I don't miss a chance of kissing her. That's what she says" he replied facing her.
"All men are horny guys."
"It's you women who are to be blamed for that," he replied.
"Why us?" she asked.
"Because you women possess such gorgeous figures," he said looking straight into her eyes.
Feeling shy "Yes your Mom is obviously gorgeous," she said.
"I meant you not her." He replied.
"How should I know whether I am gorgeous or not?" she asked shyly.
"You should believe what we men say," he added.
"Have you ever told your Mom that she has a gorgeous figure?" she asked.
"Yes that's how I was allowed a few liberties. I praised her lavishly," he said.
"How I wish I could see you have her in your arms and kiss her." She said.
"You can if it is of any interest to you," he replied.
"I want to ascertain the fact that you have really kissed her on her lips," she replied.
"Give me twenty minutes and you can see it." Saying it he went to freshen up.
Having finished breakfast as his Mom accompanied him to the door, grabbing her in his arms he kissed her and before she could object he said. "I needed that very badly Mom."
"Do I have to keep reminding you that we have company," she said shyly.
"She is in the kitchen Mom." He replied.
"Now go," saying it as she pushed him, kissing her again he let his hands slip from her back on to her buttocks and on fondling them when his Mom shouted "Go," he moved out. Seeing the foreplay an aroused Shanti stood in her tracks
As Megha turned she saw Shanti standing behind the curtains and moving closer she said. "Don't you think he has become naughty?"
"Yes Maam, it's at this age that they become naughty," she replied.
"Yes and I don't want him to fall prey in the outer world, I hope you understand."She said.
"Yes, I do understand Maam. At this age we should not let them wander," saying it she placed her hands on her shoulders comforting her.
"That is the reason why I allow him a few liberties." Said Megha.
"It's a wise decision as they don't have to run here and there." She said. (Recalling her husband running away with a young woman)
"And I hope it remains in the four walls of this house."
Squeezing her shoulders again she said. "You have my word Maam."
Grasping her in both hands "what's there other than carrying your weight?" he asked.
"Many men would give their lives to have us in this position," she said nuzzling her body on his.
"I thought it was the other way around, women lying down and men on top."
"You are a lousy, filthy and dirty person." She said hugging him.
"And also lovable," he asked.
"Above all most lovable." she said pecking a hot kiss on his cheek.
Seeing her in a jovial mood "Why don't you remove your sari?" he said.
"Is it necessary?" she asked taking hold of her sari.
"Yes it will lessen my burden to some extent," he replied teasing her.
"And if I get up and go you won't have any burden to carry, think about it."
Saying it as she tried to get up pulling her down and hugging her "I was teasing you Mom," he replied.
"See how easy it is to scare you," she said smiling and burrowing her face on his chest "who wants to move out of this comfort zone when there is so much happiness here." She said cuddling her body upon his.
"Then why don't you stay put in my arms," he asked embracing her.
"Try moving me out of them," she replied snuggling closer.
Feeling elated by her reply "I dare not," he said and pulling her up "let's seal this with a kiss."
"Yes let's seal this with a kiss," saying she leaned forward and taking hold of his face kissed him like she had never kissed anyone before.
Aroused by her kisses he grasped her buttocks and fondling them "you have gorgeous ones mom," he said squeezing them.
"For the moment consider them to be yours," she replied.
Stripping his shirt and baring his chest "then come straddle me," he said.
Her body seething with pleasure she did as she was asked and when her voluptuous buttocks landed on his bare broad chest feeling its warmth devouring her "is this what you wanted?" she asked and when he nodded his head "suck my breasts," she said in sheer ecstasy pulling them out from her blouse.
Deftly opening his mouth and sucking her breast "I wish they were filled," he said.
"You men are insatiable creatures and are never content with what you have," she replied seething with desire.
"Yes we are and this time you have not given any room to complain, I have plenty in hand." Saying it he grabbed her buttocks and fondling them as he brought his hands to the front and held her thighs "it's time to fulfil my wish mom," he said.
"What wish?" she asked feeling his hands caressing her thighs.
"Last time I failed to discard this garment," saying it he slowly slipped his fingers inside her slip and taking hold of the thin garment he shred it out of her body and as his eyes devoured her glorious thighs he said. "No wonder you people take pride in hiding them."
"Could you not have removed it in a more dignified manner? Do you have to show your true colours" she asked as the thin garment was ripped out from her body.
"One gets more pleasure in ripping them" he replied and staring at her panties snuggled against the v of her body "In future I will keep that in mind."
"Somebody is having high hopes," she said making faces at him.
"High hopes or not, I will take utmost care in discarding them and also I am not going to forcefully do it."
"Yes, I know you and your good deeds may win one day," she said pushing back her feet and lying flat on him hugging his body.
"I hope that day is not too far away," saying it he tactfully removed her blouse.
As her blouse was removed "you seem to have become an expert in removing my garments," she said.
"Yes I have been practising and who knows one day it may come handy," he said hugging her strongly.
"Are you using me for practice?" she asked.
"How can I when you have not allowed me fully," he replied criss-crossing his feet over hers and imprisoning her under him.
"Is that the only subject on your mind, can you not deviate from it?" she asked enjoying the stimulation in her body on lying upon him and chatting.
"How can I deviate my mind when I have set it as my goal," he said and fondling her buttocks "when you have given me the freedom to access these I don't know what is stopping you from allowing me to discard this tiny inconsequential garment." He said trying his best to pacify her.
"If it is an inconsequential garment then why have you set it as a goal to remove it?" she put back the question to him.
"From the point of view of garment it is tiny, but what it shields though it is also small, but universally it is acclaimed as the most desirous object and you find fault with me for setting it as my goal." He said brushing his hard cock between her thighs.
"And dreaming of achieving it has your monster risen?" she asked feeling his cock poking in between her thighs.
"Yes I have been dreaming of it," he said ramming his cock hard on her thighs.
"And supposing if he had achieved the goal then what?" she asked her body sweating profusely.
"Then you would have had to tame him," he said getting excited on having his cock on her thighs.
"Why should I tame him? Have I said I would take care of him?" she said and dipping her hand and taking hold of his cock "he is such a wonderful creature, anyone would love to handle," saying it she slipped it between her hot thighs and as she squeezed her thighs she felt his body tense and spurt his cum.
Feeling the thick hot cum spread over her thighs "you guys are ridiculous," she said.
"Do you know why it happened all of a sudden?" he asked and when she shook her head "it touched something which was hitherto untouchable," he said feeling as though he had conquered the moon.
Seeing his face etched with untold happiness she felt it better in not letting him know that she had intentionally let it feel her there.
Having enjoyed the outing to their hearts desire they felt the place and reached home late in the night and both needing privacy went to their respective rooms.
Dileep was excited by the day's events. He felt excited recalling his mother's words "your good deeds may win one day" and also for the fact that his cock had touched her privates. Recalling those scenes again and again he slumbered into a deep sleep.
Megha felt fortunate to have such a wonderful son who understood her feelings. During their stay in the wilderness he could have had taken advantage of her but the poor guy had thought otherwise. When he had ripped her slip she was expecting he would rip her panties too but in vain and finally seeing the joy on his face on having touched her privates she felt she ought to reward him. Thinking on those lines she slept soundly.
It was past noon when Dileep woke and after freshening up as he came down he saw his mother drying her hair with a towel and on seeing him "can you fetch some breakfast?" she asked.
"Why don't we go out and have?" replied Dileep.
"No not like this," she said showing him the wet towel.
"Who would look at you? You would be seated in the car," he said not wanting to go alone.
"I am not coming, are you going to bring it or not?" she asked pushing him.
"I had thought we would be always together," he said to tease her.
"Yes that does not mean I will accompany you however I am. Have you ever seen me go out like this?" she asked.
"No, but you look swell with your hair tied in the towel."
"I am feeling hungry are you going to bring me breakfast?" she asked.
"If you are really hungry then yes," saying it he went out and returned before his mother could finish brewing coffee.
Seeing him return back in a jiffy "did you pick it from the neighbour?" she asked.
"Yes and she was more than happy to oblige."
"Who the sixty year old nanny?" she asked.
"Yes 60 carats," he replied placing the parcel on the table.
"Do you even run after 60 year olds?" she asked.
"What, when 42 carats don't budge."
"So whoever flashes you go behind them, is it?" she asked.
"What's wrong in it?" he asked.
"Nothing, you should have stayed there. Why did you come?" she asked feeding him a spoon full.
"I had to because you were hungry," he replied.
"Now that you have brought me breakfast why don't you go back." she said.
"How can I leave you alone and moreover I have applied leave only to be with you. Don't you think it will go wasted?" he asked.
"What will you gain by staying with me?" she asked feeding him again.
"When you are feeding me with so much love I expect the same later on," he replied.
"By later on, you mean during lunch." She asked smiling at him.
"No not during lunch but when we go out," he said.
"I did not say that we are going out today."
"Well when we cosy up or cuddle up," he said taking a deep breath.
"Do you think we have time for that?" she asked.
"Then how do you think we are going to spend the day?" he asked.
"By listening to music or by watching a movie," she replied.
"Then it will be while we are watching the movie," he replied.
"Have you got any good ones in your collection?" she asked clearing the plates.
"No, but I will fetch a few," saying it as he got up 'come soon,' he heard her say.
Dileep was on cloud nine and with her words ringing in his ears he went to fetch CD's and on procuring then as he returned he saw his mother reclining on the sofa with her legs pulled up. She looked so beautiful and so demure that his heart cried out to go and take her in his arms.
Controlling his emotions he inserted the CD in the player and when it started to play he sat beside her and as the movie began "is it a love story?" asked his Mom.
"No Mom it is a fiction cum horror movie which is running to packed houses" he replied.
Hearing the word horror Megha moved closer and Dileep slipping his arm around her shoulders and drawing her "it's not that scary," he said.
The movie was so intense and so grasping that both watched with their eyes glued to the screen and when it came to an end, Megha kissed him passionately and when Dileep's face showed surprise, hugging him "you deserve much more," she said.
"Much more than a kiss," he asked embracing her.
"Yes much more than a kiss." She said gluing her lips on his mouth.
"Then am I at liberty to undo your blouse," he asked pushing aside her sari and gazing at her heaving breasts stacked behind the blouse.
"You can even rip them if you want," she said biting his ear.
"Will keep that in mind," saying it he tactfully removed her blouse and as he slipped his hands behind her back to unhook her bra "the hooks are in front" he heard her say.
"Why don't you unhook them while I free my arms," saying it he dipped his hands from her bare back on to her buttocks and grasping them "these are livelier Mom," he said.
"Is it because they are fuller than these?" she asked shedding her bra and exposing her breasts.
"No it's because my hands are at liberty to feel them as I want to," he said caressing her rich mounds.
"As if your hands were tied up yesterday," she replied her body warming up to his caresses.
"They were not, but were restricted from wandering all over." He said slipping his hand in the gap between the mounds and feeling the heat above her clothes "why don't we remove this?" he asked holding her slip.
"Do you think it necessary? Have you not felt enough?" she asked in the heat of passion and also not wanting to disappoint him.
"How can I feel with so many layers shielding it," he said pulling her sari out.
"Are the layers made out of steel that you are unable to penetrate them?" she asked her body squirming in ecstasy.
"No, but when you have so fondly agreed it's not fair to disappoint you," he said and sliding his fingers inside her slip "it's only a few who are fortunate to undo them," saying it he pushed her slip down her mounds and feasting his eyes upon her naked buttocks and grasping them in his hands "they are so perfectly moulded." He said.
Feeling his hand grasping and caressing her buttocks "I don't think I gave you permission to fondle them," she said.
"No you have not but on having them naked it would be like insulting these mounds if one does not caress them," he replied continuing to fondle her buttocks.
"Are they naked? Are they not covered with my panties?" she asked.
"Yes, if you could call these strings as panties," he said playfully toying with the strings.
"Have I worn those?" she asked and hiding her face on his chest "then your eyes may be having a field day," she said knowing very well what she had worn.
"They will if you would turn around."
"No not with those panties on," she said.
"Is this strip of cloth not sufficiently covering you up?" he asked aroused to the hilt on toying with her panties.
"It's not what it is covering but what it has left uncovered."
"What has it left uncovered, tell me?" he asked vigorously caressing her buttocks.
"As if you don't know what peeps out of the panties."
"Is it dense?" he asked his cock throbbing in his pants.
"I can't say as I don't know much about them."
"Can I feel them?" he asked slipping his hand between her mounds.
"Why do you want to feel them?" she blurted as her body started convulsing on feeling his hand creeping in the hot valley between her mounds.
"Want to feel its silkiness," saying it as his hand crept down over her panties, grabbing all that his hand could take he shot his load in his pants.
Megha who was on the verge of climax could no longer sustain the assault and as soon as he grabbed her privates screaming his name she drained her juices. Both climaxed simultaneously.
After regaining her composure "why were you in such a hurry?" asked Megha.
"I don't know what instigated me," he replied softly.
Seeing his ashen face "it's not that you have done anything wrong but could you not have waited?" she asked in a low tone.
"I thought you may not allow me," he replied.
"Why would I not allow you? In fact your hand is still there," she said nibbling his earlobe.
Feeling her wet panties "yes and why have they become moist?" he asked squeezing them.
"It's because of your hands mesmerized me," she replied.
"It means my actions have not gone wasted." He asked taking hold of her panties firmly.
"Don't tell me it did not have any effect on you," she replied.
"Yes it did and now if you could turn," he said.
"Why do you want me to turn when you have felt more than what you wanted to?" she replied.
"I want to see what my hand has felt as seeing something hitherto unseen is very exciting," he replied looking straight into her eyes.
"Can I take your word for it? Should I believe that you have not seen any?" she asked in a voice filled with lust and when he nodded his head "turn your face." Megha commanded.
The few moments it took his Mom to move out of his arms and sit beside him felt like ages and when he turned to face her he saw her sitting with her legs criss-crossed.
Kneeling in front of her and placing his hands on her knees "I can't believe this to be true," he said.
"What have you seen to say you can't believe?" she asked squeezing her thighs tightly.
"It's not what I have seen but in what position I am that I can't believe. I just can't believe that I am kneeling in front of you and have my hands on your naked thighs. I can't believe that I am looking at you wearing nothing but the tiniest panties." and opening her legs and spreading her thighs "I can't believe that my eyes are staring at the silky black hair peeping out of your panties and I can't believe that my eyes would be feasting on what's behind those panties." Dileep said as his eyes devoured every detail of her naked body.
"Yes all that is true and I presume my boy is strong enough to sustain himself once he remove those so called inconsequential panties and see what's behind them," said Megha, kissing him passionately on his lips.
"Being in your company I have matured enough to control him Mom!" he replied back taking hold of her panties.
"Then why is the poor guy caged?" she asked.
"It's because he may take undue advantage once this is exposed" saying it he ripped her panties out and looking at her moist glistening love lips nestled amidst thick black foliage "No wonder men fall on their knees." He said.
"Is that why you are on your knees?" asked his Mom grasping his hair as her body jolted on her panties being ripped.
"No but to have a look at something which my eyes have never seen before," saying it he grabbed her knees.
Taking a deep breath and spreading her thighs slowly she said. "This is for your eyes only."
"And those eyes are enchanted Mom." He replied he as her glistening brownish cunt lips were being exposed before his eyes.
"Do you find it to your liking? Is it how you had dreamt it would be?" she asked her body seething with pleasure.
"I could not have seen anything more arousing, more stimulating and it's because your . . . ." he did not complete the sentence.
"Yes it's because of what?" she asked as her body trembled.
"It's because your cunt is totally moist Mom and it's the steamiest scene a man could ever lay his eyes upon!" he said.
Hearing him utter the word Megha's body shivered with pleasure. Leaning forward and holding his face in both hands "so is that how your mother's cunt looks? Is it the horniest thing you have ever seen? Is that the reason your cock is throbbing in your pants? What other effects does it have on seeing my wet pussy?" she asked in a lewd manner.
Excited by the usage of her words "Yes Mom your cunt which you had guarded so stubbornly all these days and which till now was beyond my reach, having it spread wide open craves for the wildest desires which even you might not have heard of," saying it he grabbed her legs and pulling them over his shoulders he started kissing her robust thighs and as the musky odour of her cunt hit his nostrils, gluing his face on her seeping cunt he sucked till the daylight was blown out of her mind.
Dileep ravaged her cunt with his lips, tongue, teeth and by the time he lifted his face from her damp cunt he had lost count of how many times his mother had screamed his name and then looking at her face which had turned crimson "you are one gorgeous woman Mom!" he said before moving aside.
Having been devastated by her son and not knowing how many times she had creamed Megha pulled herself and covering up as best as she could with what her hands could lay on, she looked at her son and seeing him silent, staggered up slowly and as she was about to move "do you have to go Mom?" she heard him say.
Stepping back she turned and as the vision of her son standing in the dim light became clear shaking her head "do you want to have me?" she asked softly.
"Yes I want to have you." He replied.
Moving closer and placing her hands on his shoulders she asked. "So you want to have me, is it because of what you saw just?"
"No ever since you kissed me in the parking lot I have been craving to have you and now after having seen it the urge is more." Dileep replied.
"What did you see?" she asked lewdly, biting her lip.
"I was fortunate enough to have seen your cunt and now I want to possess it," saying it he boldly placed his hand between her thighs and caressed her cunt above the sari.
Aroused by his hand caressing her cunt she asked. "How do you plan to have me, right here or do you want to carry me to your room?" she asked.
"First l I need to lift your sari," said he as he bent down.
"Why don't you rip it out?" she asked as her body started trembling.
"No, I want to derive the pleasure of lifting the sari and denuding you," saying it he drew her sari up and as her gorgeous thighs got exposed caressing it with his hands "only a few people are fortunate to derive such pleasure as this," saying it he lifted her clothes above her waist and taking a leisure look at her moist cunt lips surrounded by lush pubic hair "even women will fall on their feet to feast their eyes upon your cunt Mom!" said he as he deftly removed all her clothes.
Standing naked in front of her son with legs spread apart and her chest heaving Megha felt a hot rush of blood flow through her body and throwing all caution to the wind and staring at his tent up pants she said. "Don't you think even your Mom is entitled to have a look at what you possess?"
"Yes Mom, be my guest," saying it he lifted his arms.
"You men always want us to do dirty things," saying it she pulled out his shirt and taking hold of his track pants and pushing them down she asked. "Dirty fellow don't you still wear an underwear?"
"It pains a lot Mom and had I worn one today, I think I would have been hospitalized by now," he replied.
"Why?" she asked blushingly.
"Because since two hours he is in an aroused state and if he was imprisoned in the underwear then I had had it," he replied.
Pulling down his pants and having a look at his raging cock she said. "My my, he looks like a monster."
"Are you afraid of having him?" he asked as he took his Mom in his arms.
Placing her chin on his chest and caressing it she said. "Initially it would be difficult."
"What if I say I would be very cautious?" he replied.
"That's what you say before you penetrate and once you are in you forget everything and go wild." Megha replied.
"And is that not what you women crave for?" he asked.
"Yes, we want this monster of a cock to ravage our cunts, tear it apart." She said taking hold of his raging cock in his hand.
Pushing her on the sofa and spreading her thighs wide and exposing her nakedness he said. "Come on Mom take him in."
And before Megha who was holding his cock could guide it she felt her cunt lips rip apart as the monster penetrated inside her and before she could hug her son he had started pounding it deep inside her cunt.
Starting to love his actions "so how does it feel to make love to your Mom?" she asked.
"The sensations are heavenly Mom," saying it he rammed his cock deep into her cunt tearing the delicate inner skin.
Biting her lips she sustained the pain and as the pain gave way to pleasure reciprocating his moves she felt him on the threshold of climaxing. Pulling out his cock and placing it on her chest she cried. "I want to see you come, shoot it on my breasts." Megha was delighted to see loads of hot cum landing on her bare chest.
As an exhausted Dileep slumped on the sofa "how did it feel to have made it with me?" asked Megha.
Taking a deep breath "it was a dream come true and as your cunt was well lubricated it was sheer pleasure in pounding it Mom," said Dileep.
"Yes, as it was well lubricate you forgot to be cautious," she replied.
"Sorry Mom, as it was the first time I could not control and it won't happen again." Said Dileep.
Who bothers she said silently and addressing him "as if you will get another chance," she said softly.
"Why, what have I done that you want to punish me?" he asked.
"Given a chance it's you who would punish me and now don't make false promises," she said and before he could reply dragging her clothes she strode down to her room.
Knowing that she was pulling his leg an exhausted Dileep went to his room.
The sun rays were seeping through the blinds when Dileep opened his eyes. After having a refreshing bath as he went down he saw his mother standing near the window waving her hand. Without bothering he went behind her and putting his arms around her waist and drawing her he hugged her.
Squirming in pleasure and pecking a kiss on his cheeks she said. "Don't you think you ought to see if anyone is present before you hug me?"
"Why, who can stop me from hugging you?" he asked grabbing her strongly in his arms.
"Have you forgotten Shanti our maid, she has come," she replied.
"So what if Shanti is here, can I not hug my mother?" he asked as his hands went up and groped her breasts.
"Yes you can hug your mother but what your hands are doing is not allowed," saying it she pulled his hands away from her breasts.
"But my hands are itching Mom," he said again trying to grope her breasts.
"Stop Shanti is coming," she said and as Dileep removed his hands from her breasts, in came Shanti and was surprised to see both of them being so intimate. Last time when she was here she could sense that something was drastically wrong between them and today she was surprised to see them being so close to each other.
Flashing a smile she wished him and reciprocating her smile Dileep asked. "When did you come back?"
"I came back yesterday Baba," saying it she went into the kitchen. (She used to call him Baba)
Looking at her moving away "Mom why don't you ask her to come daily?" he said.
"Why, what's your interest in her?" she asked to tease him.
"Mom, it will be a big relief for you," he replied.
"Okay I will ask her and hope she would oblige," she said as her mind wandered back to the days when she used to have backaches and on one such occasion while Shanti was pressing her back she had practically allowed her to touch her breasts, can it happen again? Those were the thoughts lingering in her mind.
As Megha was deep in thoughts Dileep moved to the sitting room and as he was going through the news paper in came Shanti and handing him a cup of coffee as she turned to leave she caught his attention. Watching her closely made Dileep sit on the edge and seeing her curvaceous figure he was stupefied to find them similar to his Mom. She was identical in height, weight and the curves of her body were mind-blowing as well.
Recalling his mother's words "what's your interest in her?" Mom my interest is of paramount importance, he said to himself.
However hard Dileep tried he could not find his Mom alone. There was always Shanti who popped up on one pretext or another. Many a times when he was close to Mom she used to flash her smile asking as to what was cooking. Being deprived of an occasion he resigned and instead watched TV. It was here he stole glances at Shanti's curves and compared to that of his mother. The more he saw her curves the more they resembled his mother and this invigorated him further.
Braving himself he got up and moving behind his Mom and holding her waist he said. "Feeling hungry Mom" and as Shanti looked at him curiously, winking at her "is not my mother a charming woman?" he asked for which Shanti nodded her head. Grasping his mother's waist "I am hungry Mom" he said loudly and Megha turning to face him pecked a kiss on his cheeks and coming out of his grasp "give me five minutes," she said.
As his mother moved out of his grasp Dileep let his hands caress her back which was keenly observed by Shanti and when she looked up at him, smiling broadly at her, he let his gaze wander on her lush body.
Shanti felt his stares. At first she thought she had visualized them but as his subsequent stares were more direct it sent strong signals to her mind. Feeling somewhat elated by this and also for the fact that her mistress had asked her to come daily she went on with her chores. It was while placing clothes into the washing machine that she had the shock of her life when she found the panties in his track pants.
Holding them in the open it was difficult for her to visualize to whom they belonged. At first she thought them to be her mistress but looking at the tiniest panties she had ever seen she found it hard to digest that her mistress would wore anything like that and even if they belonged to her how did they find their way into Dileep's pocket? This was something unimaginable. These thoughts harped her through-out the day and even after completing her work a troubled Shanti could not shake it out of her mind.
As Shanti left Dileep saw his mother going to her room and after half an hour when she came out she looked pale. Seeing her dull face Dileep's felt sorry and when he asked her if she was unwell, she shook her head.
"Then why have you gone so pale?" he asked.
"I will tell you later. I need some air, let's go for a drive," she said.
Thinking she was getting sick staying in the house he got the car readied and after having travelled few miles and seeing that she was still uncomfortable "what's bothering you Mom?" he asked.
Megha replied. "I feel ashamed to tell you."
"What could make you feel so ashamed?" he asked.
"Do I have to tell you everything?" she asked smiling at him.
"No you don't have to," and seeing her smile "maybe I can help you in some way," he said which made her laugh. Seeing her mood had changed "still don't want to tell me?" he asked.
"I feel bad, can you not understand?" she asked.
"How can I understand when you don't say anything?"
"It's what a woman has to face every month," she said softly.
"Is it that?" he said and when the reality hit him braking the car "is it?" he asked loudly.
"Yes it is that," she said moving closer.
"Of all days why should it have happened today?" he asked.
"Why, what's so special about today?" she asked cuddling him.
"Today is the last day of my leave and what all plans I had," he said holding her in his arms.
"What plans had you made?" she asked moving her face close to his.
Dileep said. "I had planned to have you in my arms Mom."
"You do have me in your arms," she said hugging and kissing his cheek.
"No not like this. I wanted to have you all by myself."
"How romantic, can you not wait for a few days?" she asked this time kissing him on his lips.
"I had it all planned for today and since morning all my plans have gone hay wire."
"Why what happened in the morning?" she asked hiding her smile.
"As if you don't know what happened. Could she not have come a day later?" he said frowning.
"She would have if she had known about your plans," she replied.
"You mean to say that I should have informed her about my plan." He asked.
"Yes that would have been more effective than grasping and groping me in front of her." She replied.
"I don't know why I did that?" he said.
"But I know why you did it." She replied smiling at him.
"What could have made me do it?" he asked.
"You wanted to impress her," she replied.
"What do you mean by saying I wanted to impress her?" he asked.
"You were impressed by her figure and I saw you ogling her," she said.
On being cornered "do you have hawks eye?" he asked.
"No, I just presumed that you were interested and I am glad that my presumption was right," she said.
"So you sweet talked me into accepting."
"Yes but what I saw in the evening made me shiver," she said.
"What did you see?" he asked not able to recall any of his actions.
"Shanti pulled my panties from your track pants," she said.
Those words took the wind out of him. "Oh! I had totally forgotten about them. Does she know that they belong to you?" he asked.
"No I cannot be sure," she replied.
"What if she presumes them to be yours?" he asked.
"Then we may have to tell her the truth and take her in our confidence." She said biting his ears.
Hearing those words "do that Mom, take her in your confidence," he said grabbing her.
"Why should I reveal my secret to her? What benefit would I have?" she asked.
"Then we would be free to have you be in my arms and kiss me whenever you feel like" he said.
"And what if she wants you to kiss her?" she put the question to him.
"She will be most welcomed." He replied and seeing his Mom making faces "provided I have your permission," he said.
"You don't have to have my permission. I only want to make sure that you are in safe company and I don't know anyone other than Shanti." She replied and snuggling close to him "kiss me," she said.
Having her in his arms and kissing her he said. "How sweet of you."
"Obviously I am very sweet and is it for that reason he is aroused?" she asked and placing her hand on his cock and feeling its hardness "or is it due to her."
"Partly due to you and partly due to her," he replied.
"Is that how you talk to your Mom?" she asked unzipping his pants.
"Who said you are my Mom? You are my friend, my partner, my well wisher." he said.
"By saying partner, do you mean to say partner in bed?" she asked groping his cock and squeezing it.
"Yes above all you are my partner in bed and unfortunately I cannot bed you today," he said moaning loudly as his mother started jerking his cock.
"Yes, you cannot bed me as I cannot allow him to penetrate." She said grasping his cock in both hands and sliding it up and down.
"Yes but your soft hands are doing a wonderful job," saying it he grabbed her in his arms. Kissing and ravaging her lips he shot his load into her hands.
Coming out of his grasp "happy?" she asked and when he nodded "then let's go," she said smilingly.
"As you wish Mom," he replied silently.
CHAPTER II
Next morning he felt soft hands waking him up. Still in a drowsy state "let me sleep Mom," he said. As the hands started tickling him turning around he grabbed her and when he was about to kiss her to his utter surprise he saw that it was Shanti and not his mother.
"Oh! Sorry I thought it was Mom," he said still holding her in his arms.
"Madam asked me to wake you up," she replied.
"I did not know, otherwise I would not have grabbed you," he said.
"Now that you know, are you not going to release me," she asked.
"Yes, no, sorry" he stammered and as he released her his hands inadvertently brushed her thighs.
Feeling elated to have spent a few moments in his arms she asked. "Do you always hug and kiss your Mom when she comes to wake you?"
"I don't think I kissed you," he replied smiling at her.
"You almost did but that does not answer my question," she said.
"The tickling motivated me and to my surprise it was you," he replied.
"Were it to be your mother would you have kissed her?" she persisted with the question.
He replied sternly. "Yes I would have kissed her."
"On her lips?" she asked.
"Obviously on her lips and I think I missed an opportunity," he said looking at her face.
Having received favourable answers "Your bath is ready," saying it a blushing Shanti went out of the room.
While having the bath he suddenly realized that coming of Shanti to his room was his mother's way of enticing her and he felt that he had to be very cautious. Recalling the proceedings he felt he had played his part perfectly but regretted having missed kissing her. Feeling jubilant he came down and seeing his mother standing by the window and with Shanti nowhere in sight he grabbed her and before she could object, kissed her hard on her lips.
Coming out of his grasp "have you gone crazy," she asked looking back to see if Shanti was there.
Kissing her again he said. "Yes Mom I go crazy whenever I see you and today standing near the window with the sun rays seeping through made you look ravishing."
"You always find excuses so that you can kiss me and I don't believe you," saying it she let her body sway in his arms.
Embracing her tightly "I wish I could make you believe me. These curves make me go mad," he said as his hands slid down from her waist and caressed her inner thighs.
Aroused by his caresses and feeling it was not proper to continue "okay I believe you, now go and have your breakfast or you will be late," saying it she practically pushed him.
"Yes today is the first day otherwise I would not have bothered to go to office."
"What would you have done staying back?" she asked teasing him.
"I would have, I would have . . . . ." he did not complete the sentence.
"Yes what would you have done? You would not have done anything." Saying it she blushed.
"Wait for a few days then I will show you," he said knowing that she was teasing him.
"Okay now you go," she said pushing him all the way to the table.
As it was the first day Dileep was busy and could reach home only after 10 pm and being exhausted went directly to bed.
Next morning it was past seven when Shanti stepped into his room and seeing him sleeping hesitated before waking him and as he turned she moved back a little.
Seeing her back up Dileep asked. "Are you sacred that I would hug you?"
"No it is not that," she replied.
"Can I not hug you? You have been with us since I was a kid and as far as I remember you have taken care of me as your child. In fact in you I see a glimpse of my Mom and in that context if I hug what's wrong?" he asked using all his word power to win over her.
Those words had the desired result as an emotional Shanti coming forward said. "Yes you can hug me."
Hugging her "It feels as if you are my Mom," he said to further bind her.
"What makes you say so?" she asked.
"Your built, your physique and your warmth is just like Moms."
"Yes, but do you hug your Mom like this?" she asked coming out of his arms.
"Yes it gives me immense pleasure and my day starts off well when I hug my Mom," he replied tightening his hold.
"And how do you feel when you kiss her?" she asked.
Looking into her eyes he said. "It feels very exciting. She is one gorgeous woman and it is really exciting to kiss her."
Taking a deep breath "Yes she is one gorgeous woman whom everyone loves to love," she replied.
"And I see that she has a special place in your heart."
"Yes I am fortunate to known her well." She replied.
"And I adore you for it." He said.
Looking deep into his eyes she said. "You seem to have changed a lot. Suddenly I find my little Baba has grown up to be a tough mature Guy."
"Yes, being close to Mom I have changed a lot."
Again taking a deep breath she asked. "Is it the effect of hugging and kissing her?"
"Yes and I believe I don't miss a chance of kissing her. That's what she says" he replied facing her.
"All men are horny guys."
"It's you women who are to be blamed for that," he replied.
"Why us?" she asked.
"Because you women possess such gorgeous figures," he said looking straight into her eyes.
Feeling shy "Yes your Mom is obviously gorgeous," she said.
"I meant you not her." He replied.
"How should I know whether I am gorgeous or not?" she asked shyly.
"You should believe what we men say," he added.
"Have you ever told your Mom that she has a gorgeous figure?" she asked.
"Yes that's how I was allowed a few liberties. I praised her lavishly," he said.
"How I wish I could see you have her in your arms and kiss her." She said.
"You can if it is of any interest to you," he replied.
"I want to ascertain the fact that you have really kissed her on her lips," she replied.
"Give me twenty minutes and you can see it." Saying it he went to freshen up.
Having finished breakfast as his Mom accompanied him to the door, grabbing her in his arms he kissed her and before she could object he said. "I needed that very badly Mom."
"Do I have to keep reminding you that we have company," she said shyly.
"She is in the kitchen Mom." He replied.
"Now go," saying it as she pushed him, kissing her again he let his hands slip from her back on to her buttocks and on fondling them when his Mom shouted "Go," he moved out. Seeing the foreplay an aroused Shanti stood in her tracks
As Megha turned she saw Shanti standing behind the curtains and moving closer she said. "Don't you think he has become naughty?"
"Yes Maam, it's at this age that they become naughty," she replied.
"Yes and I don't want him to fall prey in the outer world, I hope you understand."She said.
"Yes, I do understand Maam. At this age we should not let them wander," saying it she placed her hands on her shoulders comforting her.
"That is the reason why I allow him a few liberties." Said Megha.
"It's a wise decision as they don't have to run here and there." She said. (Recalling her husband running away with a young woman)
"And I hope it remains in the four walls of this house."
Squeezing her shoulders again she said. "You have my word Maam."
