Incest/Taboo Monsoon

Those words hit her hard where it mattered most. Controlling her desires 'does it have the same effect when my clothes are soaked,' she asked.

'Yes the only difference is the visibility of the cleft between those orbs when your clothes are soaked,' he said.

'Which I feel is not visible now as my clothes are dry, is it?' she shivered as she let out those words.

'Yes not to the extent that I would have craved to,' he said.

'What would your dirty eyes would have craved for,' she asked.

'The cleft, the dark patch bisecting the orbs would be a sight to die for and given an opportunity to feel the same would be . . . . . .'

'Yes how would it feel to have your hand between those orbs, in the dark cleft as you say,' she asked as her body trembled.

'Why talk about it when it is not possible,' he said hoping to capitalize on the subject.

'But still how would you have reacted,' she asked.

Adjusting his straining manhood 'I would have taken utmost care in slipping my hand softly between the hot passage drinking in the pleasure of having felt it live all along. I might even have to pinch myself to realize that I am not dreaming about having my hand there between those orbs.'

'Yes I saw you adjusting your pants. Well if that is the cause of having this chat then I could very well imagine how it would be if it was a live show. Tell me how do you feel talking about it.'

'Talking about it also has it's advantages. Though it is very obvious as you have just spoken of me adjusting my pants I can even say that to a larger extent you are enjoying this conversation,' he said.

'How can you say that. Did you see me fumbling as you did,' she asked smilingly.

'No you don't need to fumble it like that but by the way you were squeezing your thighs, by the way your face had turned crimson and by the way you were taking deep breaths allowing your cleavage to be displayed more prominently speaks volumes about you,' he said.

'I see you have a devil's vision,' she said and seeing him eyeing at her cleavage 'Now what's there that you have not seen,' she asked.

'It's not what I haven't seen but it is the time, the place and the circumstances under which it is displayed is what counts,' saying it he undid two of her blouse buttons.

'What made you undo those buttons? Should you not have taken prior permission to do so,' she asked as she felt her body was on fire.

'No I thought it was not necessary after we had that conversation and also for having waited for so long,' he said as he undid the rest of the buttons.

Getting aroused 'Are you in that catch 22 position,' she whispered softly.

'Is that a question to be asked, can you not judge,' he said grasping her shoulders.

Leaning forward and nibbling his ear 'is it getting unbearable,' she asked.

'Yes, yes hold me in your arms,' he uttered as he grabbed her waist.

Hugging her body onto his and holding him firmly 'Do you need the comfort of my body,' she asked.

'Yes, yes I need it mom,' he cried pulling her up forcefully.

Hearing him call out mom 'Yes baby come to your mom,' saying it she hugged him strongly to her body and sealing her mouth on his did not let go until she felt his breathing return back to normal.

Coming out of her arms and unable to look into her eyes 'I got carried away,' he said softly.

'Any one in your place would have done the same,' she said ruffling his hair.

'So nothing to be ashamed of,' he asked.

'No nothing as everything was well within the limit. We might have gone a step ahead but nothing to feel ashamed of, come lets go,' she said encircling her arms around his waist.

Once locked inside the four walls of her room she recapped all the events that had taken place. On scrutinizing each sequence in detail and not finding any wrong doings on her part she felt at ease. Feeling ecstatic she jumped to a conclusion that it was harmless to continue with the chat. Rummaging through her wardrobe she tried to pick up something classy to wear but on second thought went against that notion. Dressed as simple as she could and having dabbed some perfume she walked down to meet her son.

Vicky after having freshened up was watching the tube when his mother stepped in. Inhaling the lingering aroma 'Mom it feels too good, no wonder you know when and how to use it,' he said.

'How is it that you read every single move of mine,' she said coming to sit beside him.

'It's called devils sense but no one can match you Mom. Whatever you do is simply adorable,' he said.

'It sounds good to hear your words even though they are false,' she replied.

'No Mom you do not know how you look? You look so sweet so adorable being simple,' and as she raised her eyebrows leaning over and untying her hair 'now you are a complete picture of perfection,' he said.

'Was it necessary to undo my hair?' she asked.

'Yes we do love fondling women's hair. It gives us a special sense of joy to toy with the soft silky hair and when one gets an opportunity as this to inhale it's aroma, it's like living out your fantasy,' he said as he burrowed his face in it.

'This is news. I had never visualized that one would fall in love with woman's hair and yes it is quite appreciable,' she said as his fondling of her hair spread some warmth.

'Yes and you would be unable to fathom some of the kinky stuff we men love to,' he said as he put across an arm around her.

'hmmmm. Can I know what fantasies my son has,' she asked moving closer.

'Well if you don't get mad,' he responded.

'No I won't and if I fail to digest it then I will stop you,' saying it she pressed her lips on his cheek.

Excited on being kissed 'Mom the kiss you gave earlier was awesome,' he said.

'Yes I know how awesome it was, dirty fellow and yes you don't call that a kiss. It was something special and mind you it's not bound to happen again and again,' she said nibbling his ear.

'But it had such an effect that it made me forgot what I was doing,' he said.

'Yes having had an opportunity you were trying to open my blouse and yes what was it you were looking for inside my blouse,' she asked.

'For me to answer that you may have to allow me to undo your blouse again,' he said as he pulled her sari down

'Very intelligent move. To answer a question you want to undo my blouse, good go ahead,' she replied.

'One has to be more than intelligent if one has to reach their goal,' saying it he undid her blouse and having a look at the rich contours of her swelled up breasts stacked behind the tiny bra 'one also should be lucky enough to have a look at what you posses, Mom they are simply gorgeous,' he said.

'Had you not seen my breasts before? What do you see now that you had not seen earlier,' she asked as heavy current shot through her body.

'Now I see a remarkable change in those gorgeous mounds. They look more exciting more thrilling and more luscious to look at,' he said as he caressed them softly.

'What do think has brought such a change in them,' she asked biting her lips.

'There are many factors that could be involved in it. First and foremost it is because you are enjoying the play now. Your body which was totally dead has been awakened and the raw pleasure which was deep rooted inside your body has erupted out in the open,' he said as his eyes were glued on her swollen breasts.

'How can you be so sure. What do you see there,' she asked as her body started trembling with passion.

Pushing her bra down and denuding her breasts 'See how your nipples are? See how aroused they are and Mom I think they are waiting for a pair of hot lips to suck them,' he said as he fondled her breasts.

'Come on why don't you say that is what you want to do. Why don't you say Mom I want to suck your breasts. Why run around the bush when you are so eager to suck them. Do it do it Vicky before I say no,' she cried trusting breasts forward.

Vicky could not have asked for more and the moment his mother uttered those words 'Yes Mom I am more eager than you are. Since the day my eyes feasted on these magnificent mounds it was my ardent desire to suck them and now that I have your permission let me do it in my way,' saying it he pulled her sari out and denuding the top he put her down on the sofa and as his aroused mother pulled him over 'am I free to bite them Mom,' he cried.

'Yes Vicky they are begging to be mauled. Forget whom they belong to and man handle them as you like,' said his mother thrashing her body wildly.

'Yes yes I see where this is leading to,' he said pinning her down on the sofa and when his mother started moaning and thrashing her body taking hold her breasts and squeezing them harshly 'is this the way you want me treat them,' he asked.

'Yes the more you rough them up more is the pleasure derived. Bite them hard,' she started screaming his name.

That was the final word he wanted to hear. Moving over and holding her captive he took her breast in his mouth and sucking it to his hearts content when he felt his mother panting and heaving he bit her breast so hard that it made her scream out loudly on having had an orgasm.

After a few moments when he saw her go silent 'is that how you wanted it to happen,' he asked.

Feeling ashamed and unable to look into his eyes as Seema turned over she presented him with a devil's view of her scintillating naked back.

Vicky was mystified when his mother turned over. The sight which was displayed before his eyes he could not have sketched it even in his wildest dreams. Seeing her lying spread eagled on the sofa he was dumbstruck. With her upper body left totally naked and a thin sheet of cloth covering her well endowed buttocks it was sight which was hard to digest. He felt paralyzed staring at her.

It was his silence which made Seema realize that she had presented to him a view which has blown away his fuse. Lifting her head 'If you have finished ogling at my back can I get up,' she asked.

'No not when my eyes have just started to capture it,' he said.

'Did your eyes not had a field day,' she asked.

'Yes my eyes had a field day but that does not mean you can go,' he replied sternly.

His stern reply made her realize what he intended by it and feeling bad for not having taken care of him 'Do you need some more time to devour all that is left bare,' she asked teasing him

'Yes to devour all that is left bare and more of which is partially covered,' he said.

'So your interest lies in that part which is partly covered, is it not,' she asked.

'Yes for once you have hit the bulls eye. That is the part which has got me stumped,' he said.

'Does it have so much effect. What do you see in them that you find them so captivating,' she asked.

'The way they are formed the way they blend with your body and the way they look is not just captivating but it makes what's in our pants go berserk,' he replied.

'So you think they are the cause for the discomfort you find in your pants,' she asked.

'Yes.'

'Even though they are partially covered,' she asked.

'Yes even though they are covered,' he replied adjusting his pants

Seeing him adjusting his pants 'would it any way ease the discomfort in your pants if they are uncovered,' she asked.

Those words hit him hard and his hardness grew. Sustaining the pain 'Yes it would definitely ease the discomfort,' he replied.

'Do you want me to uncover or are you man enough,' she asked staring at his pants.

'No it would be my pleasure to undress,' he said.

Continuing to stare at the formation of tent in his pants 'yes it is regarding pleasure. My concern is whether he would sustain such pleasure of uncovering it,' saying it she drew a line on the length of his erection.

Vicky was ecstatic when her finger traced his manhood. Braving himself 'I can certainly sustain it but I fear that I may fail to withstand what your fingers are capable of doing,' he said.

'What can these poor fingers do,' she said as she pressed them on his hardness.

'They can do wonders by continuing what you are doing,' he replied breathing heavily.

'You mean you want me continue. Don't you want to see what you were so eager to see a few moments ago,' she asked in a lustful filled voice.

'Yes I love to see it and it would be more pleasurable to see when it rains,' he replied.

'Good so you are still interested in it and for the time being your attention is diverted on what my fingers could do,' she asked.

'YESSSS,' he hissed getting fully aroused.

Leaning over 'what do you want me to do, hold it for you,' she blew those words in his ears.

'Yes, yes,' was what he was able to utter as his body shuddered.

'You are a filthy guy who wants your Mom to do dirty things,' saying it she pressed his cock and sealed his lips with hers and did not remove them until she felt his palpitations subside

It took considerable time for Vicky to come out of the dream like situation and when he opened his eyes he saw that his Mom had left the place.

As the morning made it's appearance Seema who had a blissful night was excited on feeling the monsoon wind blowing. Will it rain today was what that was harping in her mind. After having a refreshing bath as she came down she was surprised to see her son sleeping on the sofa where she had left him the previous night. Tucking him up with a blanket as she turned to leave she felt something caress her back and when she looked over she was surprised to see her son's hands tucked inside the blanket.

Then what was it she felt on her back. Was it a whiff of wind that caressed her mounds or was it her mind that was conjuring up such act's. Keeping it mind to question him about it she went in to take care of his breakfast.

The whole of morning some sequence or other popped into her mind which sent warmth to her body. It even made her to peep out of the window now and then to ascertain whether it would rain. What's happening to me she wondered as she went up to change.

Here again she could not make up her mind as what to wear and deciding let what may come I am going to wear something flashy today as she pulled out few garments and held them she again felt warm sensations engulf her body. That was the state of mind when she walked out with her son.

Vicky saw the change in her and what he saw was the opposite of what she was. He saw her fully tucked up. He felt that she was walking cautiously. He even saw that she was holding on to her dress as if she was carrying a load and the way she had the worn the sari was different as she had wrapped it around covering up her whole body. The top end of the sari which used to flutter in the wind was tucked and he failed to understand her motive.

As he was contemplating whether it was sign to distract him he saw that they had reached the top and coming to stand at the elevated spot looking up at the scenic beauty 'why is it that my son has failed to pass a comment today,' she asked.

'What's there to pass a comment upon,' he replied sternly.

'Why am I not here in front of you,' she spoke softly trying to cool down his anger.

'You are here but you are acting like a zombie,' he replied.

'Zombie, what makes you say so,' she asked smiling to herself.

'It's almost half an hour since we started trekking and I did not hear you speak a word nor flash a smile and look at the way you are dressed, you are fully tucked up,' he said which brought a smile on her face and seeing her smiling 'I don't know what's so funny,' he replied sarcastically .

'What if I say there is a reason behind the way I am dressed,' she asked.

'I don't see any logic in it,' he replied harshly.

'What if I would say I am waiting for the rain, would you see some logic in it?' she asked softly.

'I don't think it's going to rain for another half an hour.'

'Would you not wish it to start raining soon,' she asked.

'Yes I would like it to but it's not going to rain,' he said looking up at the sky.

As he was looking up releasing the top of her sari 'so you are waiting for the to rain to soak my dress to pass a comment, is it not so,' she asked in a soft tone.

'Yes otherwise what's there to pass a comment on the way you have tucked yourself . . . . . . . ,' saying this as he looked down he stopped in his tracks.

'How have I' she asked raising her eyebrows.

His eyes could not for a moment digest the whole picture which lay exposed. He could not believe what his eyes were feasting upon was for real. Seeing the top of her sari fluttering in the air, his mother wearing a blouse which could hardly manage to cover her breasts and the sari tied so far below her navel it was mesmerizing and he had no words to describe.

Seeing him stand still and his eyes glued to her body. 'Now does it not change your mind or do you still want the rain to help you,' she asked looking at the dark clouds.

Vicky's mind was running wild as this had laid to rest all the misconceptions about his mothers behavior. Seeing his mother wearing a blouse which could hardly cover her breasts and which was held by strings one tied on her neck the other at her back leaving the rest of her back uncovered and the sari wrapped so loosely below her navel that he feared that a slight touch would let it fall at her feat. He stood paralyzed looking at her curvaceous body and when his mother whispered 'do you like what you see,' instead of replying he went down on his knees and taking holding of her pressed his cheek on her naked waist.

As Vicky grabbed her Seema felt as if a volcano had erupted inside her body. She felt aroused when his rugged hands wrapped around her soft mounds and was out of her breath when he placed his cheek on her naked waist. Biting her lips and controlling the urge 'I think I asked you how you felt and did not permit you to grab me,' she said squirming in pleasure.

'But I thought to be practical as the words failed me,' saying it he grabbed her mounds firmly.

Feeling his hands take full possession of her mounds 'for once I had not thought you would be so enterprising as to grab them and now that you have them in your hands does it feel any better than you had anticipated,' she asked.

'I had never in my wildest dreams ever visualized that my hands would one day have the pleasure of feeling these up, the effect is unimaginable Mom,' he said as he caressed her mounds.

'Yes I have heard you say it before though I don't see any reason in them,' she replied.

'When did you last saw them to know how they look or how they are formed, they are the fatal attraction Mom,' saying it he squeezed them.

'Is that how you address to your mother. Do you think she keeps making notes of how she is built. How should she know what attracts your dirty minds and If you have felt enough of it would you get up now,' as she let out those words half heartedly it started to rain.

'I would have let go of you but now as it has started raining I have changed my mind Mom,' he said as the rain started gaining momentum.

'If you have changed your mind thinking my clothes would get drenched and you would have a better view of what your dirty hands are feeling up then let me tell you that I am not going to turn around,' she hissed softly.

'Not necessary as even if your sari would get drenched and display these gorgeous mounds, the feeling of having them in ones hands and feeling them is totally different. Circling my fingers over them would be sufficient to relay to my mind as to how they look and how they are formed,' he said as he slowly started pulling her sari out.

'Dirty men have dirty ideas. If you are not interested in having a look then why is it you are pulling my sari out,' she asked.

'You know very well that wearing this sari in this rain is of no use to you and I don't get many opportunities to master the art of removing a sari from a woman's body,' he said as he pulled the tucked part of her sari out.

'After mastering the art on whom do you want to try it out,' she asked as she felt her sari being pulled out of her body.

'Where can I have such a scintillating body as yours to try it out Mom and I have been waiting for the rain as I want to see the water cascading from your face run between your breasts onto your waist and finally disappear behind your slip. That scene would be as arousing as one would have ever Imagined.

Look, look and see the water running down your body Mom. From your face onto your breasts, your voluptuous breasts which your blouse can hardly accommodate and the dark erect nipples trying to pierce out from the thin sheet of cloth and cascading down through your navel is mind blowing and if you look further down I don't think I have any words left in my vocabulary to describe it run down.'

His commentary upped her ante. Bringing her hand in line with the cascading water running down from her bosom onto her navel 'is this flow of water from my bosom and running behind my slip is what that is making you uncomfortable in your pants,' she asked.

'Yes seeing water caressing the parts of your body which we only dream of is making us go weak in our knees and looking at it streaming between your slip and covering places before it runs down one should be man enough to control the urge,' he replied.

Getting fully aroused by his words 'why do you say it is only possible in dreams. Does it imply that your eyes have yet to feast upon that object. Shall I consider it to be a fact that your eyes have not fallen prey of that part of the body which you are conjuring up in your mind,' she asked in a deep husky voice.

'Yes my eyes have not been fortunate so far,' he stammered.

'And is that what your eyes crave to look at. I mean right now if you have to make a wish what would it be,' she asked hoping he would say I want to have a look.

'I wonder if my wish would be granted,' he replied.

'Well if it falls under the purview of our discussion it will be granted,' she replied squeezing her thighs and controlling the urge building inside it.

Hearing her words and staring at the impression of her partially visible under garments 'hand me over your panties,' he said.

His reply took the wind out of her. 'You men are pigs. Now how do I go about removing it,' she asked biting her lips.

'Slip your hands inside the petticoat and pull it out,' he replied.

'Could you have not done it that you make me do your dirty work,' she said as she bent down and slipped her hands inside her petticoat.

'I could have but the pleasure of watching you do it you ought to be a man to understand,' he replied.

'You are speaking as if having your hands inside my petticoat to remove the panties would not be enough to create a flutter in your pants,' she said and as her hands reached up and held the waist band of her panties 'think about what your fingers would have felt, don't you think you are missing out on an opportunity,' she said trying her best to make him succumb to her wishes.

'I am not sure whether my fingers would have felt it as I am not sure as to what to feel,' he replied as he held her by her waist.

'You are not just a pig but a filthy pig. Now don't say I did not give you a chance,' saying it she pulled out her panties.

The moment her panties were out grabbing her thighs and pulling her up 'do you know why I did not touch them? It's because I wanted my lips to feel them first,' saying it he burrowed his face between her thighs and when he was unable to find it, it was she who guided him to the hot opening.

Seema had not in the wildest dreams thought that her sons intention was to kiss the very spot she had wanted him to touch. As she felt his face groping between her thighs it was she who guided him by spreading her legs and when his lips hit the spot crisscrossing her legs and holding his face captive between her thighs did not release him till she lost count of her orgasms.

Finally releasing him 'was it not because of the rain all this happened,' she asked.

'To some extent yes but largely it was because of the tantalizing figure you possess Mom,' he said.

Seeing him praise her lifting her eyebrows 'have I missed something,' she asked teasing him.

'You ought to know what you have missed,' he replied looking down.

'After all that happened are you still feeling uncomfortable there,' she asked quizzically.

'Yes since we reached this spot and since it started raining it has not lost its vigor,' he replied.

Leaning over 'then I think its worth complimenting, what do you fancy,' she whispered.

'Why don't you lie down,' he replied.

'Here on the grass while it is raining,' she asked.

'Yes on the grass and while it is raining,' saying it he pushed her down.

'Are you sure you will not get carried away with me lying on the ground scantily dressed as I am,' she asked teasing him.

'No you can lie with your face down,' he replied.

On his words she was tempted to say 'can you not take advantage of me when I am lying face down' but went against it as it would be too harsh for a person who is yet to have seen a woman totally nude.

'Okay is this how you want me to lie down,' saying this as this turned she heard him say 'you look absolutely stunning Mom. Even though the lower part of your body is covered it looks as if you are naked. Those gorgeous shoulder blades, the scintillating back and the curvaceous bottom is absolutely stunning to look at,' as he said it he slipped his hand on her bottom and started pushing down her slip.

Getting aroused again 'do you still desire to un cover them. What more do your dirty eyes intend to see,' she asked taking a deep breath.

'It's not what that my eyes can see but it's the feeling of having undressing a gorgeous woman is what that counts. One ought to be very fortunate to undress a woman blessed with a body like the one you possess Mom, absolutely ravishing,' he said pulling out her slip.

'You are a brute,' she shot back as heavy current shot through her body.

'Yes you have always called me brute Mom,' he said leaning forward.

'And now what does the brute want,' she asked feeling him leaning over.

'It's to get to know how this robust body of your feels under me,' as he said it slipping his hands under her arms and holding her captive he lay flat upon hers.

Lying totally under his weight and feeling his hardness poke at her back. 'Is this not what you had in mind right from the beginning,' she asked moving a bit and allowing him more access of her bottom.

'Yes I have been waiting for this to happen from a long time Mom,' he said as he pressed his hardness on her warm buttocks.

'And for this to happen you wanted me to be totally nude is it,' she asked.

'Yes it adds to the pleasure of having undressed you,' he replied maneuvering his hardness between her orbs.

'And slip it in the place where it finds more comfort,' she asked feeling him trusting deep between her mounds.

'Yes, yes it feels heavenly when it is lodged in the right place,' he said grasping her shoulders.

'It feels heavenly. Is it not because it is wedged deep where there is more warmth. Do you want to be accommodated in a much better position,' she asked spreading her thighs to the maximum.

The wriggling of her body underneath made him gain more space between her mounds which made him go crazy and further when she asked him if he wanted to be accommodated comfortably and spread her thighs he could not sustain it any longer. Pounding his pecker hard between the warm crevice of her mounds he shot his cum and lay totally exhausted upon her.

Later as he struggled to get up putting on her clothes she lent him support till they reached the house.

The next thing he remembered was the strong aroma of rich coffee made him open his eyes and he did not know for how long he had slept. Whether it was late evening or early in the morning he had no idea. As he saw the beaming face of his mother sitting besides 'do you know I will be leaving tomorrow,' he said.

'Yes your vacation got over so soon,' she replied back.

'No regrets as every moment of it was very enterprising,' he said.

'Yes as it coincided with monsoon it felt good,' she said.

'And I hope the same would be the case next time,' he said.

'Why should it be so,' she asked shyly.

'Don't you think it would be fun getting wet in the rain,' he asked.

'Yes it would be fun but I wish it would not be a repeat like what happened today,' she replied.

'Why what happened today,' he asked her curiously.

'As if you don't know what happened? You will not understand until you bear the burden of a heavy body over you while you are lying on the grass and it is raining,' she said.

'Why did you not stop me then ,' he asked.

'I could not as it was what you had desired,' she replied.

'Yes I got carried away and I think it was due to the rain,' he said.

'Why don't we stop blaming the rain,' she said nuzzling closer.

'Yes are we not the guilty ones,' he said as he put across an arm over her.

'I for one should have put a stop to it somewhere sometime back,' she said.

'No matter how hard you would have tried you would have failed,' he replied.

'Why where you so adamant. I mean had you planned it out,' she asked.

'No it was not planned. Here rain played it's part as when my eyes fell upon you your clothes were drenched,' he said.

'From then onwards you did not stop till your eyes feasted upon them till they were naked,' she said.

'Yes hardly few hours may have passed since my eyes got rewarded for their patience,' he said.

'Yes while they got rewarded it was I who had to face the music,' said she.

'But was it not you who agreed upon it,' he asked.

'Yes, but then I had a different vision in my mind. I had not hoped to be pounded on the wet ground like that,' she replied.

'Then what was playing out in your mind,' he asked coyly.

'I had a feeling that you were only interested in having a look when they were naked or at the most you would caress them a little,' she replied.

'Caress is what I did and the only difference is I did not use my hand,' he replied.

'Very nice you did a great job of it,' saying it she laughed.

Seeing her smile 'What did I miss there,' he asked.

'In your urgency you again messed up a chance,' she said.

'What chance did I miss,' he asked eagerly.

'One does not caress wearing pants,' she replied laughingly.

'You mean I could have,' he asked looking up at her.

'Yes I was about to ask you to unzip your pants,' she replied.

'Not only that I think I even missed something which was more valuable and would have been more exciting,' he replied .

'Very nice and what could that be?' she asked a little smile playing on her face.

'Even though you were totally naked I failed to see that which was of absolute importance,' he replied as he placed his hand above her knee.

'Why do you think it has so much importance,' she asked.

'If it's not then why do you people take so much care in concealing it,' he asked as his hand moved up on to her thigh.

'I think we feel ashamed to display it,' she replied.

'No it is not the question of feeling ashamed. I think you get some sort of a kick in hiding it. I think you do it to make us dance to your tunes,' he said.

'Maybe you are right but were you not given a chance and if you have failed to make use of it why blame me,' she asked.

'Yes I was given a chance but at that moment I was more concerned about you than think about it,' he replied.

'Yes it was so very thoughtful of you,' she replied resting her head on his shoulder.

'So close and yet so far feel sorry to have missed that chance,' he said.

'What if your eyes did not see did you not make use of your lips,' she asked.

'Yes that's where I made a mistake. Having reached that far I looked the other way and lost an opportunity,' he said as he started caressing her thighs.

'No you did not lose any opportunity but made good use of it by kissing the very spot which you now crave to see,' she said feeling his hand creeping between her thighs.

'Yes very true then I was indeed fortunate to have kissed you there but at this moment it's my desire to feel it,' said he.

'Is it for that reason your hand is creeping up my thighs,' she asked.

'Yes my hand has travelled a considerable distance,' he said moving his hand further up her thighs.

'Do you think it's possible to reach it without my consent,' she asked running her hand through his hair.

'No it is not possible I suppose,' he said.

'Then why take all the trouble of trying to reach there,' she asked.

'Its because the pleasure of feeling your warm thighs is no less than feeling that spot. Having ones hand caress these gorgeous thighs is equally arousing and Mom these are very warm,' he said as his hand continued caressing her inner thighs.

Hearing his words while her body was ignited it inadvertently made her open up and spreading her thighs 'If you are after that goal why is it I don't see you trying to remove my garments,' she said.

'Garments can be pulled out anytime but to have ones hand up your warm naked thighs is truly tantalizing and Mom it's hot like a oven here,' he said slipping his hand up to the very edge of her inner thighs.

'It is to warn you that you are playing with fire,' said she softly.

'I know I am playing with fire and to douse it I have waited so patiently,' saying it he brought his hand squarely over her womanhood and grabbed it.

'Vicky,' screamed his mother as his hand grabbed her wet dripping sex.

'Yes I know you need it Mom. Yes I know you need it more than I do. You have held it back all these years and now when the volcano building inside you is trying to erupt you cannot stop it any longer. You need it Mom, come,' saying it he pulled her up.

As he pulled her moving into his arms she kissed him on his lips which conveyed more than what words could have.

As his mother kissed 'Mom I need to see you as naked as you ever been allow me to undress you,' he said.

As the cat was out of the bag 'so you want to have your Mom naked and see how she looks, is that what you have in mind,' she asked shedding all her inhibitions.

'Yes you are one woman blessed with such a volatile body that it would be hard for me to contain my dick,' he replied pulling her sari out.

'Dick, are you not scared of using that word in front of your mother any longer,' she asked while she kissed him again.

'Not when you want to hear such words. The more I use such language more is the pleasure derived. Look even your chest is heaving on hearing those words,' he said undoing her blouse.

'Do you see any change in my breasts. Have they bulged on hearing the foul language, does It ignite my body,' she asked.

'Obviously you enjoy hearing such words. Though I don't see much of your robust breasts but what can be seen of your teats from behind the bra I can say that they are as aroused as my dick is,' and discarding her bra 'don't you think I am quite right in my assessment,' he asked.

'Yes they are and I have a strong feeling that they want to be sucked by the same person who used to suckle them,' she said.

'I would have obliged you right away Mom if not for my anxiety to see what you have between your thighs,' he said pulling out her sari.

'Why do you crave so much to see it. Is it not because you want to see what lies between the thighs of your mother more than that of any other woman. Is it not a fact that you want to see what Seema has between her thighs. Is it not this which has made your cock swell in your pants,' she asked.

'Yes I am getting impatient to see what Seema has between her thighs and as you have rightly pointed out in anticipation of seeing your cunt my cock has swelled up. Why don't you feel it,' he said.

Running her fingers around the bulge 'I would love to but I fear he may loose its charm before you could accomplish your mission,' she replied.

'No I am almost there only two garments to discard,' he said.

Biting his ear 'No you only one garment. Did you forget that I have already discarded my panties and handed over to my son,' she put the words in his ears.

'Does it mean that this is the only layer that is between me and what lies between my mother's thighs. And once this is ripped out of your body can I see what you have here between your thighs,' saying it as he slipped his hand between her thighs and felt the dampness 'why is it so damp Mom,' he asked.

'It's because of the dirty handiwork of my dirty son,' she replied.

'Being damp naturally does it paint a different picture of how it would look Mom,' he said trying to visualize the scene.

'Having come this far why don't you have a look,' she replied as it became difficult to contain the currents flowing from her body.

'What if I want you to show me Mom,' he said.

'One can never read your dirty minds. I don't know why creatures like you roam on earth. Having come so far now you want me to show how I am built there. Okay this is what Seema has between her thighs have a look at her cunt,' saying it she shed her slip out and standing naked 'do your eyes like what they see of me,' she asked.

'Is that a question to ask? No wonder you people guard it so heavily. That which is stacked between your glistening thighs amidst a furrow of black silky hair it's awesome Mom. The light brownish lips camaflouged between your dark pubic hair is something which deserve all praise and as it belongs to you the pleasure intensify many folds,' he replied.

'So the first cunt which your dirty eyes have seen is of your mother's. Can I see what reaction it has upon your cock. Show me what's behind those pants,' she asked in a lewd manner.

'You want to see the cock which you have nurtured for so long,' he asked as he slipped a finger in her cunt.

'Yes let me have a look at what naturally belongs to me,' she replied as her fingers deftly pulled his zipper down and when it sprang out of his pants 'all praise to me for having produced such a magnificent one,' she said as she slid her fingers around its shaft.

'If what you hold in your hands belongs to you then why don't you have him where no one can steal it away from you,' he said.

'Is that what you have in mind. Do you want it to be lodged safely,' she asked as she held his cock firmly in her hand.

'Yes having come this far is it not logic to stay put in one of the most safest places,' he asked grasping her shoulders and leaning over her.

'Do you want to do it to your mother. Do you want to have her here while it is raining. Do you want Seema to lie down here and open her legs for you,' she asked.

'Yes I want Seema. I want Seema my Mom to lie down here and spread her thighs to me,' he said as he pushed her down.

'Fuck me brute fuck me,' cried his mother as she felt his cock slid into her hot cunt.

'Yes Seema I am going to fuck you. I am going to fuck you with the same cock which you have nurtured so long,' saying it he started pounding his cock wildly in her hot steamy cunt and when both were on the brink of exploding plastering his mouth over hers and ravaging her soft lips he started pounding her hard until she screamed his name wildly.

When everything got over and pulling his cock out 'You wanted to have it very badly is it not Mom,' he asked.

'Yes I don't know from how long my body had been craving for it and now that when I have had you, do you have to go,' she asked.

'Yes Mom the monsoon is over,' he said as he got up.