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Exams

By: sirajahmed10



It was her twentieth anniversary day. Shobha was waiting for her husband Malhotra, a businessman who was never in time. Today her eyes were anxiously waiting for him as he had promised to take her out.

Since a few years Malhotra was so busy in his business that he had practically neglected his wife. His main aim was to make money and he was so successful in it, that he multiplied his financial resources day by day and this kept him away from his wife and their only son Rahul.

Rahul, who had just completed 18 years, was a brilliant student. He was the reason for Shobha to be content with life as her husband had been neglecting her since a few years. The only thing Shobha had at her disposal was money and she had it in plenty as her husband never questioned how she utilized it.

Stepping into 38th year Shobha still possessed a figure that made every male turn his eyes. She was not conscious of her figure as she had resigned from enjoying sex with her husband since a long time and it never occurred to her that she made other males in the locality dream of having her. She was always occupied in her own thoughts of seeing her son Rahul come out with flying colors in his examinations.

This particular day as she resigned from waiting for her husband, she walked the few steps to her son's bedroom to enquire about his studies.

Rahul on seeing his mother dressed up asked 'are you going out Mom?'

The sudden questioning of her son brought tears to her eyes and shaking her head she said 'no, I am not.'

Rahul was upset at looking at his mother's wet eyes and to bring some cheers to her face said 'mom, I again topped in my History.'

This news brought much relief to Shobha and she coming forward embraced her son.

Rahul had a fascination for his mother's dark long hair. He always liked to feel the silky strands of her hair whenever he got the opportunity. Today as his mother had left her hair open, Rahul was happy to feel the silky long hair brushing his face when his mother bowed down to embrace him. 

As Rahul was fondling her hair, his mother straightened up and this left him holding her curls in his hands.

His mother was surprised to see him holding her hair and when she smiled at him and asked the reason for it, he replied 'Mom, you have long silky hair and they are so soft to touch.'

Shobha brushed his hair in response and without saying a word went to her room. There in the recluse of her room she started weeping. She felt ignored by her husband and this hurt her feelings. She had done everything to see him come up in life and now that he had reached the pinnacle, he had ignored her completely and she felt sad that she had lost him.

Thinking it was her fate; she changed her clothes and went to bed with a novel. She was so absorbed in reading; it was nearing 12 p.m. when she saw the lights on in her son's room. Putting on a robe over her nightie she went to his room.

On entering the room she was pleased to see her son engrossed in his studies. Seeing him burning oil till midnight saddened her also. She went closer to him and putting her hands across his shoulders she hugged him.

Rahul was shocked by the sudden appearance of his mother and as he turned to look at her, his face came in contact with her soft hair and this made him to inhale its fragrance. Inhaling the rich aroma from her hair made him dizzy and as he was still deeply engrossed in it, he found his mother brush her hair on his face intentionally.

As Rahul was captivated by the aroma of his mother's hair, he felt his mother brush her hair over his face. This prompted him to take hold of a lock of hair and gently fondled it.

Shobha was thrilled by his act and seeing him enjoying playing with her loose hair, she let him fondle it for few more seconds before pushing back her hair. Then straightening up she said 'it's late, you better go to bed.'

Rahul smiled and getting up he put off the lights and went to bed.

It was very late when Malhotra, Shobha's husband came. Without speaking a word to her, he slumped on the bed and in no time was fast asleep.

Shobha did not sleep the whole night. She was kept awake listening to her husband's snoring. Once she was tempted to put a hand over his body and arouse him but as she lifted her hand, she saw him turn the other way. This made her withdraw her hand.

After a sleepless night Shobha got up early to take care of the breakfast. As she finished the cooking and set the table, she saw her husband come down and gobble the breakfast in a hurry. By the time she could give him a cup of coffee; he said 'I have to hurry' and left her holding the cup of coffee in her hand.

As Shobha stood holding the coffee in her hand, she was pleasantly surprised to see her son grab the cup of coffee saying 'thanks.' Seeing his eager smiling face, Shobha forgot her husband and was happy to serve her demanding son. 

Rahul was well built at the age of 18. He had broad shoulders, well muscled chest, and strong arms with an appetite of a bull. He just consumed what ever was laid on the table and after having a hand wash, he wiped his hands on her mother's sari which had become a custom of his.

Then as he was about to leave for college he surprised his mother by bending over her head and inhaling the rich aroma of her hair said 'bye Mom.'

Before Shobha could react she saw him move out of the door in a flash. Shobha after seeing his back was quite happy, thinking of her son who was so fond of her. This made her forget about her husband's peculiar behavior.

The days continued to slip away in the same fashion till the dates for Rahul's exams were announced. 

One day Rahul came home very much excited. Handing his mother the print out of his exam time table said 'Mom, the exam dates have been announced and they are starting from coming Monday.'

Shobha was saddened to hear this as she felt that her son now had to go many a sleepless nights studying for his exams. She made up her mind to give him company and help him out in his studies.

That night around 10.30 Shobha entered her son's room to see him scratching his head over some mathematical problem. Seeing him whacking his brains out over it, she slid closer to him and putting her cheeks over his she embraced him.

Rahul was pleased by this and instinctively he lifted his hand and caught hold of some strands of hair and brought them over his face. This silky touch cooled him a bit and forgetting the problem he started to caress his face with his mother's hair. Shobha let her son fondle her hair and seeing him relax a bit let him have his way.

Rahul continued fondling her hair and as he turned his face, his lips smacked his mother's rosy cheeks. This act suddenly embarrassed him and feeling shy he bowed his head down in shame.

Shobha quick to re-act and pulling her son up and saying 'it's okay,' she pecked a kiss on his cheek in a motherly fashion.

This act encouraged Rahul and reciprocating her kiss he went back to face his problem. On having his mother by his side helped Rahul in solving the problems and when he finished the work, he looked up at his mother and said 'thanks Mom, your presence was a great help to me.' Shobha smiled on hearing those words and hugging him again she kissed him goodnight.

The next day the same circumstances prevailed and as evening approached, Shobha was surprised to see her husband come home early from his office and go up to his room. As Shobha followed him, she saw him packing up a suitcase and when she asked him, he said 'he has to leave for fifteen days on a business trip.' As this was customary, Shobha did not question him.

As Malhotra departed, Shobha felt lonely in the big house and as her mind was wandering, she heard her son come home. This brought much relief to her and after taking care of her son's appetite; she excused herself and went out shopping.

By the time she came back it was quite late and as she went in to his son's room she saw him busy with his studies. When Rahul looked up at her she opened one of the bags and handed over an expensive shirt to him. Rahul was pleased and taking the gift from her, he kissed his mother's cheek.

Rahul had kissed his mother on impulse and as he had kissed her, his saliva laden lips had left behind an impression on her cheek. Shobha was astonished by this act and when she went to her room she saw herself blushing on having received a wet kiss. Shobha knew the kiss was not intentional but she was kissed on the spur of the moment. But still this kiss lingered on her mind.

Shobha after recomposing herself went to his son's room again and staying close by to him, she saw him through the rest of his studies. When he finished it Shobha deliberately kissed him with her wet lips 'goodnight.'

Later in her room she felt spicy for having kissed him like that and this brought some comfort to her.

The next day as Rahul finished his breakfast and wiped his hands on his mother's sari, his fingers accidentally brushed her warm thighs. This act made a new sensation creep through his body. He stood still for a few moments devouring it and before his mother could look up at him, he felt the house.

This sensation remained through out the day and when he came back home he tried to stay away from his mother fearing that she would reprimand him. His mother did not utter a word in that respect and this brought Rahul much relief.

That night Rahul was pleased to see his mother come to his room with her hair loose. On seeing her come in with her hair flying all over her face, he welcomed her with a big smile. 

Seeing Rahul's grinning face, Shobha came forward and planting a kiss on his cheek, she sat next to him on the chair. Her closeness again sent creepers up Rahul's body and defying it he went back to his studies. As Shobha felt tired sitting next to him, she started to get drowsy and many a times leaned on him. This intimacy relaxed Rahul and loving every bit of her closeness; he held her loose strands of hair and started to caress his face with them and inhaled their aroma. 

From the corner of the eye, Shobha watched her son caress her hair and inhale its fragrance. She let him play with her hair as she too liked his fondling. As Rahul kept on inhaling the fragrance of her hair, his face drifted to her cheeks and he kissed her rosy cheeks.

This jarred Shobha and without lifting an eyelid she let him kiss her and when he removed his lips from her cheeks she smiled at him, which boosted Rahul. Smiling back at his mother he continued with his studies.

When Rahul stirred to get up, Shobha held his face in her hands and bending over it, she brushed her hair on his face and said 'sleep well.'

That night Rahul had a sound sleep and the next morning he was up early bouncing with joy. That morning Shobha saw a young and energetic Rahul helping her out in her daily household tasks. Rahul was immensely pleased to be near his mother and when he finished his breakfast, he deliberately brushed his fingers again on his mother's thighs while wiping his hands on her sari.

Shobha felt his fingers on her thighs this time. Though she took it to be an accident, the brushing of his fingers on her thighs invigorated her. She stood without flinching and when Rahul turned to leave she called out 'Rahul.'

At first Rahul was scared on being called and when he turned to face her and saw her smiling face he was overjoyed, and when his mother asked him to come soon in the evening as she had to go to the mall he was really thrilled.

By the time Rahul came home in the evening Shobha was fully decked up and ready to leave for the mall. Rahul hurriedly changed and escorting his mother, went to the mall in a cab. After window shopping for some time, Shobha purchased few saris and coming down they stood in queue to enter fast food outlet.

As the outlet was crowded, people started scrambling to gain access and in this melee a young man who was standing close to Shobha started eyeing her body. This was noticed by Rahul who kept some distance from the two of them. Gradually the unknown person inched towards Shobha and in the melee he brushed his hand on her buttocks.

At first Rahul on watching this was filled with rage and when his eyes were focused on his mother's rich back, his eyes were glued to the pulsating buttocks of his mother and on seeing the man brush his hand again on his mother's buttocks, it aroused him. He stood watching the action and when his mother reached the counter the unknown person after a final brush of his hand over her buttocks, moved to the other side. The sight aroused Rahul. He started sweating on having watched an unknown person feel his mother's buttocks. He wished he could have witnessed it for a longer time but as the person moved away, Rahul stepped closer to his mother and his eyes were riveted on his mother's back. His slippery fingers were itching to feel the pulsating flesh of his mother's back and as he tired to put a hand down, his mother turned and this made his hand to come in contact with her thighs.

Shobha for the second time felt her sons hand on her thighs. Under both circumstances she felt it was accidental but later on as the evening progressed and she watched her son eyeing her body her thoughts were dramatically changed. She loved the way her son was eyeing her body. She started to get stimulated. A warm wave started to fill her body and in the midst of the crowd of the mall she was thrilled.

Soon she realized it was getting late as her son had to study for the exams she hurried back home with him. Rahul was taken back when she suddenly asked him to leave but sitting close to her in the cab made him forget it.

When both of them reached home, Rahul straight away went in to his room for studies and Shobha after a break of an hour strode into his room and this time her hair was fully loose.

Rahul watched her entering his room from the reflection of the mirror. Though he saw her hair was loose, his eyes were roaming over her lush body. Shobha though in her late thirties had a well endowed body. She had a voluptuous figure and her fair complexion was striking to the eye. Rahul's eyes were focused on her lush body and as he saw his mother approaching he turned to face her.

Shobha coming over sat next to him, her thighs touching his. Rahul was delighted to have her sit next to him and after some time to attract her attention, he started to scratch his head. This made Shobha lean forward to enquire about his problem.

Rahul on seeing her falling prey to his plan said 'Mom this problem is too much.'

Shobha could do nothing as she did not understand the ABC of mathematics. She moved closer to him and putting her hand over his head and pulling his face to her cheeks she hugged him.

This was what Rahul was hoping for. As his mother pulled him up, he nuzzled his cheeks deeper to hers and putting a hand across her shoulders he started playing with her loose hair.

Shobha was thrilled to see her son nuzzling closer and playing with her hair. She then turned her face and brushing her lips on his cheeks said 'try again, you will succeed.'

'If you hold me like this, I will try,' he replied.

Hearing those words Shobha put her hand over his shoulders and drawing him closer and hugging him said 'Yes. I am here, try again.'

Rahul on being hugged by his mother was exalted. He went back to his math and in trying out the sum, many a times he either dug his elbow or brushed his hand over his mother's thighs. Shobha felt the pressure of his elbow over her thighs but as she saw him engrossed in the sum, she let it pass.

Rahul could not continue feeling his mother's thighs for a long time without raising suspicion. After a lapse of five minutes he let out a gasp and saying he had worked out the problem he turned his face to his mother's and kissed her cheeks, thanking her.

Shobha was pleased to see her son get through the difficult sum and in a way of reciprocating his actions; she held his head firmly and planted a deep kiss on his cheeks.

'Thanks Mom,' yelled Rahul on being kissed hard on his cheeks and holding the kissed part of his cheek he looked up at her.

Shobha seeing Rahul looking up at her said 'Happy.'

'Yes Mom, please stay by my side till my exams are over,' he said.

'Why?' questioned Shobha a little mischievously?

'Because you are a source of inspiration,' he said patting her cheeks.

Shobha was exalted to have felt him patting her cheeks and if she had not stopped from saying out loud she would have said 'inspiration for what?'

She did not say so and as Rahul had completed his work, he got up.

Shobha kissed him a motherly goodnight before leaving him.

After her departure Rahul lay awake for sometime visualizing the events of the day and when sleep took over him he dreamt of his mother.

It was no different with his mother. Today after a lapse of some years she felt light at heart. Her body was singing new tunes and this made her sleep at ease.

CHAPTER II

Next morning there was a change in the appearance of his mother. The sari was replaced by a negligee. Shobha had seen that her body was well covered as she had put on a veil over it. Rahul was pleased to see the change, as whenever his mother came under the sunlight the impression of her voluptuous body was clearly visible.

Shobha had not realized this. She had dressed up in negligee as it freed her movements and was light on her. Rahul's eyes had a field day ogling over his mother's features. At one stage Shobha was curious as Rahul did not speak to her and as she suddenly turned to face him, she saw his eyes were glued over her back. 

She could feel his stare and this made her heart beat a leap and felt the warmness creeping over her body. She stepped into the kitchen to avoid her son learning about her and when she came back she was recomposed. 

Rahul after finishing his breakfast and washing his hands took hold of the material of his mother's veil and as he wiped his hands with it, the veil slid down from his mother's body exposing her rich breasts ensconced in the thin material of the negligee to his gaze. 

Rahul was embarrassed as his actions disrobed his mother and uttering 'sorry' he ran out.

Shobha smiled at his discomfort and shaking her head and steadying her dress she went back to her chores.

By the time Rahul returned home from college, his mother had changed over to her usual sari but the sari she had draped on her body had a tantalizing effect on him. It was peach colored one which went very well on her figure. For a few seconds Rahul stood looking at her and his stare again made his mother get excited.

Rahul on reaching his room for wash took his own time to come out. He had locked himself in the bathroom, wondering at his mother's mode of dressing. He was in two minds. He did not know whether she was tempting him or was acting just casual. As he made up his mind to try to be a little bold and find out for himself, he came down.

After having his supper as he was working out over the math problems, his mother entered. This time her hair was in plaits and this mis-fired all his calculations. He felt sad and dejected. He diverted his attention to his studies and when he felt his mother sit next to him and hug him, he has elated.

Carrying out his math's assignments as he tried to nudge his elbow over his mother's thighs it slipped and got lodged between the v of her thighs. He immediately jerked his elbow away as he felt her hot thighs and said 'oh! Sorry.'

Shobha hugged him closer saying its okay.

This prompted Rahul to face her and on seeing a smiling face, he put his hand on her head and said 'why is your hair plaited?'

'Do you want to it to be loose,' she asked softly? 'I like your hair to be untied and loose,' he replied.

'Do you like to untie them,' she questioned?


Exams Are Over- The Fun Begins



He gave me a month to study and focus on my exams, after all, every time we hung out- I kind of got "distracted". Well may be absolved is a better word for use. I'd make sure to clear my schedule of all my assignments and get my studies out of the way; because my Fridays/ weekends were dedicated to him. I'd leave my class by 2pm and take the earliest bus to his work place. Yeah that's right; he works.

He's 5 years older than me and a lot taller than me too and heavier- placing him at 6ft 5'', 220lbs over my 5ft 2'', 130 lbs. Yeah, he could break me, but he's the sweetest and gentlest thing- my panda bear. My sweet little pervy bear. Before him, I always dated guys I met online. You could say I was a loner/ not very social and by dating I meant fucking. I'd meet these guys for the first time, at their house and we were getting down and nasty.

Not the brightest ideas I've had in my life, nor were they the safest but when you're horny, you're horny. It's just that simple.

"How were your exams?" Chris asked me on the phone.

It was the first time I had spoken to him in 4 weeks, and boy was I thirsty. I never knew I could long for a man the way I did for him after just hearing his voice. My knees started to buckle and spontaneously my energy began to drain. I felt as if I had just climaxed from hearing his words.

"They're over..." my voice began to strain, "why talk about it?" regaining my confidence, I cleared my throat.

"When do I see you then?" he asked in that teasing voice- letting me know, I was going to get it and get it good.

"Whenever you want, lover boy" I teased, licking my lips and dropping my tone. In my 24 years, I've never felt like such a horny teenager- well I have but I never wanted a guy the way I wanted him.

It was an hour bus ride to his place- life of a student, I know. I got there at about 4:45pm because he ends at 5pm and I hate to wait. He let me sit in his office, while he worked away at his desk. I sat there noticing he had longer eyelashes than I, his bottom lip was red and fuller than his top and his fine hairs framed his face well, while his locks were pulled in a neat low pony tail. Contrary to my short bob which I recently dyed purple, my eyelashes were almost non-existent, as I spent most of my time plucking them out from my eyes.

My gaze began to lower to his neck. It was clean; I'd have to change that with some hickeys, which he didn't necessarily like, as he thought they were unprofessional. He would so hate me, especially since it's summer and he can't wear turtle necks as an excuse anymore. I swear I can't help myself though, once my tongue hits that bounding pulse, I just can't help but bite down on the skin around it. I lap at his neck like a dog hungry for water.

Suddenly I began to raise my eyes to find his eyes meeting mine. I swallowed a gasp knowing he saw me ogling him. He began to show teeth as his lips curve into a smile and I just couldn't resist biting my lip. He got up, not avoiding eye contact with me. It was a slow seductive prowl, the way in which he walked over to me. As if a predator being wary of scaring its prey away; it was the sexiest, most exotic and scary thing I've ever seen all in one. I had no idea why I was scared, but my heart began to rapidly hammer in to my mouth, I swallowed hard, as if trying to push it back down into my chest. Unaware, I began to back up further and further into the couch I was sitting on, until most of my weight was now on the back and I felt myself tipping backwards. 

I let out a little scream or yelp as Chris was suddenly on top of me, hands behind my head protecting me as we both tipped over in the falling couch. Everything seemed to slow down at that moment. The feeling of falling back, him holding onto me yet sustaining his balance as the couch fell. It was the longest 2 seconds of my life, as I just lay there watching him then 'thud'. We hit the floor, but I felt no pain.

My back was against the coldness of the floor and that seemed to alleviate the hot steamy tension I had built up only seconds ago. My head was fine, but before thinking about my head, I forgot that Chris' hand should probably not be okay. I looked up into his calm eyes and he began to frown after he noticed I was starting to panic. Fear set in motion in my head, that I'd caused unnecessary trouble and damaged his hands by being impulsive.

He began making cooing noises, as if telling me not to scream or panic or cry. I bit hard on my lips, trying to stifle a little cry. I hated that I got so emotional when it came to him, but its unavoidable right? When you love someone- it just makes you stupid. 

"Ummm, Chris..," he cut me off, sealing his lips forcefully over mine.

Did I say I cooled down from the floor? I lied, that kiss ignited every fire in my body. His tongue traced gently over my lips before it delved into my mouth to mingle with mine. It was wet, sloppy and intensely awesome. He sucked on my tongue with his, interchanging with licking and sucking on my lips. I began to feel like I was turning blue in the face, but I couldn't understand- the kiss was so good. Then I realized I couldn't breathe. I tapped his shoulder and he let up.

"Sorry, It's been so long." he breathed out in a raspy tone. I inhaled deeply through my mouth, as if there was no oxygen going to my brain at the moment.

"It's okay." I smiled, giving him a quick peck on the lips, before he got up off me.

His knuckles were red from the fall but no cuts or intense bruising which made me relieved. He out stretched his hand and I took it, lifting me up to my feet.

I glanced at my watch to notice, it was 5:30pm. We had wasted time and would suffer for it by hitting rush hour traffic. I groaned and looked around to see we were the only ones left in the office; apparently everyone else had left early for the weekend.

"I'll drive," I frowned as I looked at Chris rubbing his knuckles. He opened his mouth to say something, but I guess the look on his face made him decide otherwise. I looked at my reflection in my phone to note the face I made, just in case; I got the chance to use it again.

A little smile curved my lips to have a least some control over him- I hated being completely powerless. 

I threw my stuff on the back seat and hopped into the driver seat. We stopped at East Side Mario's on the way to pick up dinner because I was sure being a Friday- there was no food at his place. In addition we'd be too tired to even cook a decent meal.

I got the same thing I always do- spaghetti and meatballs and he just got Alfredo penne. I had forgotten it was no meat Fridays but as long as he didn't eat meat, we were fine. Which ultimately meant I had to finish what I ordered by myself. I frowned at this late realization. 

We pulled up at his house and I got my stuff out of the car and texted my mom that I won't be home this weekend, in case she wanted to stop by my apartment randomly like she always does. She reminds me of Santa Claus- she comes bearing gifts every time she comes. If course, it's always something she saw on sale and just had to buy for me. I never pay her back for it and she always complains- as if I asked for it. In the end I end up with all this 'stuff' and no place to put it.

We took 30 minutes to finish the food since we were so hungry. I went to Chris's room to change clothes while he washed the dishes. Yes, he washes the dishes. I know, why don't I just marry the guy already.

I slipped into something comfortable more or less. An oversized button up long sleeved T shirt I got from Wal-Mart and a pair of his boxers- with the peekaboo hole in the front. I always loved men's boxers. So airy unlike the tight cotton female ones.

I was packing away the clothes I had taken off into my bag, when I heard a low rumble behind me. I stifled a gasp as I stood up and turned around. There I saw Chris towering over me like a bear. I cleared my throat and looked up into his brown eyes.

"What are you doing?" I asked folding my arms

"I haven't hugged you in forever," he said outstretching his arms and wrapping me completely in him. I couldn't free my hands and I definitely had difficulty breathing. I began to wiggle my arms out so I could wrap them around his waist- which was where I met him. He nuzzled his chin on my head and I turned my face to the side to breathe. He then began stroking my hair- running his fingers through it as he groaned.

With his fingers still laced into my hair- he grabbed hold and pulled the hair at the nape of my neck down, tilting my chin up to meet him.

"I missed your lips," he breathed, hovering his lips over mine, slightly brushing back and forth back and forth. I closed my eyes and the tension at the back of my head tightened as he pulled me closer to his lips. He licked me, soft little nibbles at first- as if somehow acquiring my taste. Then delving deep into me, his right hand remained in my hair as his left grabbed my throat- brushing his thumb up and down the length of my neck.

He began to take steps forward, which ultimately pushed me to takes steps back. We did this, eyes closed, still kissing, slowly dancing until my back hit the wall. It was then he released my hair and began to cup my face- still tilting my chin upward to kiss me. His kisses trailed to the side of my jaw and down my neck, soft pulling bites with teeth. Pinning me to the wall, with his body, his knee between my legs- he nudged me until I moaned.

My heart began to race as if trying to come up through my mouth again, as he stifled me with another kiss. Lapping at my tongue like a dog thirsty for water. His left hand moved from my neck and began to tug at the buttons on my T shirt. Our foreheads touched and our eyes stayed connected as he popped the buttons off my shirt until it gaped open revealing my erect nipples and boxers. In one swift motion he kissed me, hooking both fingers in the waist of my boxers and slowly began to pull them down. I helped him to get them off by stepping out of them. 

Now I felt completely vulnerable- here I was standing completely nude in front of him while he was fully clothed. He stopped for a second and looked at me- his eyes searched my eyes before roaming to my breasts, lingering for a while. His gaze progressed to my navel where he brushed lightly with his fingers before he moved his hands down to the area of wetness between my legs. He looked at me then, when his fingers delved into my juices. He watched my eyes roll back into my head at the pleasure I experienced from his touch and he definitely saw the surprise on my face from the gasp I made.

It was the smile that curved his lips that let me know it was fucking sexy watching me. I couldn't deny the urge and raw passion I felt as he held my hips and lifted me to sit on his shoulders. Now, I'm afraid of heights and although it was scary to almost be touching the ceiling; my mind went blank once his lips touch my lower lips. My fingers delved into his hair- grabbing on for dear life and he licked my juices and sucked on my clit relentlessly. 

It was the most intense feeling I had ever had. I have never been more grateful for not masturbating or having sex for 4 weeks.

"Shit Chris!" I screamed in ecstasy as he bit down on my clit.

It was an intense mixture of pleasure and pain and my legs began that uncontrollable shaking that they do when I can't control the pleasure I'm feeling. Chris knew this but still didn't stop, instead he licked me harder and faster- then sucked. He sucked on those little bundles of nerves until I couldn't take it anymore.

I began trying to push him away to no avail of course.

When I was just about to climax, he stopped. Frustrated, I groaned. He held me by the waist and suddenly I was flung onto the bed on my back. It wasn't that hard a fall but it sure knocked the wind out of me. I had forgotten I had the T shirt on, until he flipped me over onto my stomach. Straddling my hips with his legs and he yanked the sleeves down my arms and tied them. I couldn't move my hands.

"What are you doing?" I got curious and excited all in one. Chris didn't reply. All I heard was the sound of a zipper and then I felt him raise my hips up before thrusting into me.

"Oh my g..." I couldn't finish as he covered my mouth with his left hand while using his right hand to rub my clit. 

I was furiously turned on. I wriggled and tried to stop him. It was intense, too intense, it was driving me nuts. I wanted to orgasm so bad it hurt. He was pumping into me hard and fast as if listening to some rock and roll music- pumping to the beat that you'd bob your head to. 

His balls started to hit against my pussy and that just made me cry out. It was then that I bit the hand covering my mouth- but all he did was stick his fingers in and down my throat. I was gagging and I tried to bite him but I couldn't cause enough harm for him to let go. The rubbing at my clit slowed as he started to move his hips in circular motions- as if he wasn't grinding into me enough. The slow taunt drove me bonkers.

He'd pull back most of the way as if going to pull out then ram back into me hard and fast. My body jolted every time he entered and I was beginning to get exhausted from the desire to climax.

He came to almost a complete stop. He usually does this when he wants to last a big longer and I pondered what he was going to do now. I was flipped over like a sack of potatoes and my shirt which bound my hands was hooked on one of the poles at the head of the bed. I couldn't lift my hands high enough to free myself so I guess I was stuck for the time being. I tried to kick at him but he wouldn't budge.Instead he grabbed my waist and instinctively I wrapped my legs around him.

"Fuck," I whispered to myself. I just wanted to fricking come, not play this game of cat and mouse. 

Almost as if he was a genie adhering to my commands- he pulled out a vibrator from behind him. There was an evil glow in his eyes and sheer panic in mine. I started to shake my head

"No, no, no," I began to repeat over and over- but he simply just nodded. He grabbed my panties from the side and used them as a gag for my mouth- my eyes grew wide as I feared the worst. He turned on the Hitachi and rested it right against my clit.

It wasn't even there for 3 seconds before I started thrashing on the bed. The pleasure was unmistakable- I'd be done in less than 3 minutes. My back began to arch as I tried to pull away but my legs held onto Chris like an idiot. He used this chance to enter me again. This time I was oozing pussy juice from all the pleasure I'd accumulated. I tried to scream but the gag muffled the sound. He leaned back a bit, keeping the vibe on my clit and moving his hips faster- fucking me faster then harder.

We started making that wet slapping noise that happens in porn when you know they're fucking you right. I hate that noise- it grosses me out but Chris loves it. I saw the smile on his face and it was almost unmistakable. He pumped harder and faster now as if he wasn't going fast before- like the fricking energizer bunny. My breasts began flopping up and down, up and down. He was really fucking me. I started to feel him come and he pressed the vibe even harder against my clit.

I screamed so hard, I choked on my saliva with the underwear gag in my mouth. My body jolted and it felt as if I was being electrocuted. Chris' thrusts slowed down as he milked his sperm into my throbbing pussy. Or maybe it was me milking him as I felt myself contract and release at the orgasm I just had. I still felt like I was going through the mild effects of a seizure and soon my body began to calm. I glared at him for a bit until he took the gag from my mouth.

"You were so sexy," he said kissing me.

First kissing the cum from my panties off my lips then a deep kiss- with his tongue down my throat. He was still inside me and as he leant in closer to kiss me deeper I could feel that the vibe was still on, and still on my clit. I tried to push him away but it was too late as my body rocketed into another seizure like orgasm, not only 3 minutes after the first one. This time he held me as if trying to protect me from the inevitable. Usually when someone is having a seizure, you protect their head. I suppose in this case that's what he was doing but it wasn't. He wanted to hold the vibe to me longer so that I could have a 3rd orgasm. And I did, He was sucking on my neck when I bit into his shoulder. I couldn't take it anymore- I was exhausted. I couldn't stop the orgasms and I couldn't control them. All the adrenaline and my heart and my breathing were just accelerated and I couldn't take it anymore.

Any little touch after this would just set me off.

"Get...off...me," I started with my teeth closed. This time he didn't put up a fight. 

He released me, unbound my hands and pulled out his still hard dick form inside me. I was so drained from all of it, I couldn't move, I couldn't lift a finger- my body was like jello.

Chris put the vibe away and nestled into me- his face between my legs- as he licked our mingled cum from my legs and pussy. He was careful to avoid my clit as he cleaned me up. I wanted him to stop because it felt so good but I was spent. Until he licked my clit- just a little flick with his tongue and my body jolted. I couldn't stop it and I couldn't stop him. My hands just wouldn't move as he spread the lips of my pussy and exposed my clit. He sucked on it, flicking his tongue over it at intervals and I screamed.

"You're killing me," I whispered, not even sure if I was making coherent sentences or even forming words.

"I know," he said with my privates still in his mouth "you're so sexy." He stopped.

I breathed a sigh of relief and he smiled. Before I knew it- we fell asleep in that position. A satiated sex driven, passionate, ecstatic and blissful feeling.

"Hopefully you're not horny when we wake up." I mumbled to myself but knew were having morning sex.



Exams



Rahul bowed his head in the way of answering her.

As soon as Shobha saw her son bow his head, she slid across and pushing her back she wedged her body on to his chest and lifting her head up said 'please'.

Rahul was wonderstruck by this act. Feeing his mother rest her back to his chest and seeing her plaited hair in front his face he felt aroused. He lifted his hands and holding her plaits he slowly untied them and when her hair was set loose, he nuzzled his face into it and inhaled deeply.

'Do you like its fragrance so much,' asked his mother.

'I love it,' he said pushing his head deeper into her thick curls.

Feeling his face dig deeper into her curls, his mother plastered her back on to his chest and let out a soft moan.

Rahul was excited on seeing his mother squirm and moan softly. Instinctively he put his hands over her shoulders and having a grip on them, he nuzzled his face in her hair and making way he kissed the nape of her neck.

Shobha's body trembled on feeling him kiss on the nape of her neck and in response she lifted her hands and held his head hard. This emboldened Rahul and taking cue from his mother he slid his hands under her arms and tried to caress her arm pits which were fully covered by her blouse.

This move tickled Shobha and feeling her son trying to caress the hair under her armpits she straightened herself and gently removing his hands from under her armpits said 'later.'

As soon as she uttered the word 'later' she felt shocked as in one way it meant that she was game for it. Thinking it over she felt she had unknowingly accepted her son's move to caress her armpits. Though it was totally wrong she let go off it there.

Rahul on the other hand was overjoyed to hear her words and he mentally pictured caressing her bare armpits. He felt delighted and impulsively kissed his mother on her cheeks.

All this had aroused his mother and hugging her son she said 'now go back to your studies.'

This prompted Rahul to be deeply engrossed in his studies and when after an hour or so as he got up, his mother standing in front of him hugged and kissed him goodnight.

Today's action had gone a shade ahead of what both of them had thought off. Both were pleased with the outcome of it. Shobha for one felt delighted as her closeness made her son work hard in his studies and for Rahul it was like sailing on cloud nine.

The next morning Shobha was up early preparing breakfast and after setting the table she saw him coming down and sit on the dinning table with a book in this hand. Today was the first day of his examination. 

Seeing her son absorbed in the book prompted Shobha to sit beside him and feed him. As she was feeding him, which she often used to do, many a times her fingers felt the warm wetness of his mouth which invigorated her. 

She kept feeding him and once even pushed her fingers into his mouth. Rahul loved all this and without giving a hint he had opened his mouth wide for her fingers to penetrate his mouth.

As he finished his breakfast he took one spoonfull of food and looking up at his mother he reciprocated her actions. Shobha very gladly accepted it and as she got up from the table she felt his hand brushing her thighs as he wiped his hand on her sari.

Feeling his fingers on her thighs, Shobha to tease her son a little said 'now don't pull out my sari.' 

On seeing his mother tease him, Rahul was thrilled and in a reflex he jerked her sari a little.

'You devil' cried Shobha and smiling at him said 'enough, now please go.'

Rahul went to the college elevated and wrote his exams with ease.

When he returned home a bit late after meeting his professor to discuss some problems, he saw his mother waiting impatiently for him. This brought much joy to him and coming in he hugged his mother and said 'I have done well in the exams.'

It was but natural for his mother to kiss him on hearing the news but the kiss which was intended for the cheek slipped a shade down and landed on the edge of Rahul's lips. Rahul stood shocked on having felt his mother's lips brush his and before he could come out of it, he saw his mother hurrying to the kitchen.

As his mother strode into the kitchen in a hurry the impressions of her voluptuous buttocks were clearly visible from her sari. Rahul after having captured an eye full of her heavy buttocks juggling in the sari went to his room with a hard on.

Shobha did not come to his room at the usual time but was late. She had to regain some strength before coming in and when she did so, she did not find Rahul at the desk but saw him perched on the sofa.

Rahul was reclining on the sofa as he had completed his math's papers which required him to sit before the desk but now as he only had to read for the other subjects he was resting on the sofa.

Shobha silently made her way to the sofa and sat down a few spaces away from him. Rahul sensing his mother hesitate, sat still for some time and when he saw her inching towards him, he turned to face her.

Both of them smiled and this brought much relief to them. It was Shobha who started the conversation by asking 'what exam do you have tomorrow.'

'Its science Mom' replied Rahul.

'How are your preparations going on' asked his mother?

'I was waiting for you for the final revision' replied Rahul.

'Why me?' asked his mother smilingly.

'I need some comfort' saying this he slid closer to his mother.

'My poor child' saying this, Shobha hugged her son and asked 'are you comfortable now?'

'I need to feel the softness of your hair' saying this Rahul started to fondle her hair.

'You can feel as much as you wish' uttering these words she let her loose hair to brush his face and turning she settled her back on his chest.

Rahul was enchanted to have his mother reclining on his chest on the sofa. He held a chunk of her hair and inhaled its deep aroma. His mother had used a new fragrance which intoxicated him.

'You smell lovely, Mom,' he said as he dug his face deep into her hair.

'This is for you, my Son,' she replied grinding her back on his chest.

Rahul by instinct put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her up a little.

Shobha went limp in his arms and slid up as he pulled her.

Rahul on having pulled her up started kissing her on the nape of the neck and moved down to her shoulder blades.

Shobha shivered as she felt his warm wet lips on her naked shoulder blades and uttered some words which were inaudible.

Taking her murmur as a green signal, Rahul put his hands upon her shoulders and on squeezing them he slid them under her arms.

Shobha feeling her son slide his hands under her arms lifted her hands and taking hold of his head she lifted her face and kissed him on the cheeks.

As Shobha lifted her face up, Rahul's chin which was resting on her shoulder blades slid down and felt the upper part of her swollen breasts for a fraction of a second. This touch excited him and getting bolder he thrust the open palms of his hands down and held her armpits.

This action aroused Shobha and again she lifted her face and kissed his cheeks which in turned lodged Rahul's chin squarely on the rising mounds of her breasts.

Resting his chin on the warm soft swelling breasts, Rahul started to caress her under the armpits and as his mother did not complain he started to feel the coarse thick hair under her arms. This action of his made his mother moan.

Rahul taking it for granted started pressing his chin down on her breasts while on the same hand he tried to grasp as much of her coarse hair under her armpits as possible.

Feeling his ministrations getting bolder Shobha could not sustain from asking 'do you like to play with my hair so much?'

This was music to Rahul's ears and he replied 'I love to feel and caress them.'

'Why? What's so nice about it' she asked?

'Its softness and its silkiness,' replied Rahul.

'Now are you happy that you felt it,' she asked?

'I wish you would wear sleeveless blouse,' he shot back.

Hearing those words Shobha was mesmerized. She took hold of her son's face in her hands and bringing closer to hers she planted a wet kiss on his cheeks and said 'maybe tomorrow.'

On being kissed on his cheeks Rahul by instinct put a finger to his lips indicating that he would want her to kiss his lips. Shobha shied at this gesture and getting up she said 'now finish off your studies.'

Rahul was more than happy to have had a felt her armpits and also conveyed the message that he would want her to kiss him on his lips. As he went on with his studies, Shobha got up and left him.

Once inside her room she went in search of a sleeveless blouse and found a few old ones. As she tried them on her she felt they were very tight and exposed much of her breasts. She made it a point to get some new ones stitched.

The next morning it was a repeat of the previous day's proceedings. At the dining table as Shobha was feeding him, she felt him opening his mouth wider when her fingers came up with the food. To cool his passion Shobha intentionally thrust her fingers inside his mouth two or three times. And when Rahul fed her she bit his finger lightly.

When Rahul washed his hands and looked up at his mother, he saw the loose end of her sari was tucked in her waist and his mother had put her hands on her waist daring him to pull out the end of the sari and wipe his hands. Seeing this Rahul acted as if he was baffled and when he had passed his mother and his mother felt sure that he had lost, he suddenly turned and putting his hands from behind he pulled the loose end of her sari and wiped his hands.

The sudden action of her son made her loose control and she fell backwards in his arms. Getting up she said 'you devil,' and pushed his son out when she regained her composure.

'Your own devil' saying this Rahul went out.

Shobha smiled on hearing him say so and feeling good she went to complete her house hold duties.

That evening Rahul came home late as he had his practical examinations too and as he was very tired he went up to have a wash. Coming down later he saw his mother tucked up in an old cotton sari that had covered her bosom and shoulders completely. He did not get the meaning of it and as he finished his supper he went to his room all the time thinking he still had three papers to compete.

It was after some time that he heard his mother come in. He was puzzled to see her holding a glass of milk in her hand and the way she had tucked her sari so tightly. 

Sitting by his side on the sofa Shobha lifted the glass of milk to his mouth and Rahul gulped it down. It was when his mother lifted the loose end of her sari to wipe his mouth that he saw for the first time that she was wearing a sleeveless blouse and this aroused him instantly and he gaped at her.

Looking at him gaping, Shobha asked 'happy?' 'I am delighted' replied Rahul trying to hug his mother.

'Wait.' Said his mother to put down the glass and moving closer and stating 'you are still a small child' she again wiped his mouth with her sari.

As his mother came closer Rahul laid his hands over her shoulders and as she was wiping his mouth he moved his head on her forehead.

Shobha continued wiping his mouth and when she was satisfied, she gently placed her lips on his cheeks in such a way that her lips even touched the corner of his lips.

Rahul feeling her lips bracing his, he turned his face slightly till his lips came in full contact with his mothers.

As soon as Shobha felt his lips on hers she hugged her son tightly in her arms and hid her face on his chest in shame.

Rahul realized the dilemma in which his mother was and as he gave her some time to recompose he put his arms over her back and held her tightly in his arms. This was the first time he had held her in this fashion and this gave him a sense of being the man he wanted to be, that is, a fully grown up.

After seeing his mother relaxing Rahul gradually fondled his mother's back, feeling the fleshy curves on her back. His mother moaned and continued nuzzling herself deep on his chest. This gave him some encouragement and Rahul sliding his hands down on the exposed flesh of his mother's back and waist, fondled her bare flesh for the first time. This act made his pecker to vibrate inside his pants.

This also invigorated Shobha and tightening her hold upon him she moaned louder. This motivated Rahul to pull his mother up and reclined on the sofa. As he pulled his mother up, he felt his mother's breasts flattened on his chest and feeling her breasts crush his chest made him erupt his cum in his pants.

Shobha on feeling her breasts were crushed over his chest and on seeing her face close to his, looked up at him and seeing him sweat and understanding its implication she planted a wet kiss on his cheeks and getting up she left the room.

Rahul was flabbergasted on having erupted his cum in the presence of his mother. He had not expected this to happen and this worried him. He was not sure whether his mother had known about it or not. And as he lay on the bed thinking about it, his mother was happy to have made her son cum. Though she knew it was wrong she was content in making her son happy. 

She felt there was nothing wrong in hugging and kissing her son and this brought her much relief.

CHAPTER III

The next day the atmosphere in the house was charged. Shobha was dressed in her nightie with a thin veil upon it. Her hair was tied with a scarf and she had applied fresh body spray which had filled the room with fragrance.

Rahul coming down and seeing his mother's attire was delighted. He hurried his steps and coming behind his mother he put his arms around her waist and nuzzled his head on her hair. Inhaling deeply the aroma he untied the scarf holding her hair before wishing her good morning.

Shobha stood still allowing her son to loosen her hair and when he was inhaling its fragrance she said 'the breakfast is getting cold.'

Holding her by the waist, Rahul dragged his mother to the dining table and sat down. Shobha proceeded to feed him and as Rahul's hands were free, he started to caress her waist. Shobha started enjoying his caresses and took her own time in feeding him.

Rahul then became adventurous. He slid his hand down over the left side of her buttocks and placed it over there. Shobha did not object to this. His hand then slid further down and came upon her rich thighs. He started to slide his fingers slightly over her thighs and when his mother did not object, he tried to push his hand further down between them.

Shobha suddenly pulled his hand away from her thighs. Rahul's hand went back to her waist again. He knew there were some limitations and he continued fondling her waist with more vigor squeezing the soft rich curves of her waist. Shobha did not object to this and as she got up on feeding him she felt her son's hands caress her voluptuous buttocks and this made her shiver.

As Rahul got up he playfully held his mother's veil. Shobha turned around to face him. Rahul smiled at her and pulling out her veil he ran away from her before wiping his face and hands with it.

Shobha screamed obscenities at him and when Rahul threw the veil back at her after stepping out he heard her say 'when come home, I will make you repent, you naughty fellow.'

Rahul came home early and when his mother enquired about his examinations he replied 'it was easy and I only have two more to go.'

'Go and change' said his mother.

As Rahul came down his mother excused herself saying she had to visit their neighbors and will be back soon. Rahul after spending some time watching the TV went back to his room for studies. It was after quite some time when his mother came to his room. His mother had worn the same nightie which she had worn in the morning and she had discarded the veil.

Seeing her without the veil Rahul smiled at her and asked 'why, what happened to your veil?'

'There's no point in wearing it' she replied.

'Why' asked Rahul, as his mother sat next to him.

'My son does not allow me to put it on,' she replied.

'Why, what does he do,' asked Rahul moving closer to her.

'He pulls it away from my body' replied his mother.

'But why,' he again asked her as he put his arm around her waist?

'I don't know the reason, tell me if you know it,' she replied.

'I have a vague idea but before I tell you, promise you won't scream at me' he said.

'No, I won't scream at you, I promise' she said smilingly.

'Then come closer, I will put the words in your ear' he said.

Shobha moving her ear to his face asked 'Is this enough?'

As his mother brought her ear near his face, Rahul first tenderly nibbled her ear before speaking softly 'I think he wants to see your br no che...' First he wanted to say breasts then changed it over to chest.

'Yes, what does he wants to see' asked his mother moving closer.

'I think he wants to see your chest' he said and waited for her response silently.

On hearing it his mother was mildly surprised and she held back for a few seconds before replying 'I think he should be reprimanded as he is becoming naughty.'

'Yes, indeed' he is becoming naughty. How do you intend to reprimand him' asked Rahul embracing his mother?

'Let him finish his exams, then I will see to it' she said.

'That means you don't mind it' he asked putting his arm across her waist and pulling her to him. 'I did not say so' she replied.

'What's wrong in allowing him to see' said Rahul pecking kisses on her cheeks.

'I have not decided about it' she replied.

'How long will you take to decide about it' he said shuffling her hair with his hands.

'Keep trying you may succeed' shot back his mother.

Hearing those words Rahul was encouraged. Lifting his hands he held his mother by her head and drawing her face closer to his, he kissed her squarely on her lips.

Shobha sizzled as he felt his hot lips on hers. Unable to control anymore she drew his head and opening her mouth wide kissed him back. Rahul was enchanted by this and in a reflex action he pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth and embraced his mother's body to his.

Shobha was stimulated by the passionate kiss and as Rahul drew her up to his body, she tamely succumbed to his ministrations. Her body was set on fire. Rahul feeling her body shivering started to caress her back and bringing his hand under her arms he moved it over the side of her breasts.

Shobha moaned hard when she felt her son's hand trying to feel her breasts. She pressed her upper body to his completely, squashing her breasts over his chest. Rahul could no longer put his hand on her breasts. He placed his hands over her shoulders and pushing her back he trust one of his hand on her chest.

Shobha moaned louder. Her tongue slipped out and started to lick her son's lips. Rahul felt possessed. He thrust his hand deep between his mother's chest. His hand felt the opening of his mother's nightie. His fingers started to fumble over her hooks and with great difficulty he managed to unhook two of them. 

As the flaps of his mother's nightie gave way, his fingers came in contact with the warm flesh of his mother's bosom. This aroused him. He dug his hand deeper till he could feel the silkiness of his mother's brassiere. This made his prick shot up.

Shobha's body too was throbbing in the heat of the passion. She lifted her body for a second to allow her son's hand to take possession of her breasts and as Rahul slid his hand over the cup of her bra, she shuddered and wet her panties.

Rahul too was on the verge of shooting and as his mother allowed access to his hands to cup her bra his pecker shot up and when he felt his mother's body convulse in the heat of the passion he again jammed his lips on hers and cupping her breast over her bra he shot his load in his pants.




Exams



Both were exhausted and it was Shobha who first came out of the trance and tiding her clothes she stood up.

Rahul seeing his mother about to leave caught her hand. Shobha was dumbstruck by this action. Without releasing her hand from his she moved closer to him and kissing him on the lips said 'take rest, you have your exam tomorrow.'

Hearing this Rahul let go of her hand and as his mother left his room, he went to bed.

Once inside her room Shobha was shivering with excitement. It was ages since she had wet her panties and as she replayed the day's proceedings she felt light hearted. She slept soundly throughout the night.

As the morning rays shone brightly Rahul got up and after taking a leisure bath he dressed up and came down. His mother looked radiant having taken her bath. She had tied her wet hair with a towel and her blouse was soaked due to seepage of water from her hair.

The visibility of the black straps of her bra over her wet white blouse was a sight to Rahul's eyes. He strode silently towards her and taking hold of the towel covering her wet hair he removed it. Then he proceeded to wipe her wet hair with it. He lovingly took hold of a few strands of hair and wiped them dry.

Shobha loved his ministrations and getting aroused from it slowly pushed her back till she felt his thighs. Rahul manipulated himself so that the voluptuous back of his mother was in between his thighs and on feeling her warm buttocks on his thighs his pecker got aroused.

Adjusting so that his mother could not feel his throbbing penis he continued to brush her hair dry and as he finished it, he drew aside the hair covering her back and kissed her exposed back. 

Shobha feeling his hot kiss on her wet back shuddered in delight and lifting her hands up she held her son's head with them. Rahul on seeing her lift her arms slid his hands on her waist and drew his mother's body up without realizing that he had pulled her back on to his throbbing pecker. 

The moment Shobha felt his aroused pecker she closed her eyes in ecstasy while Rahul felt ashamed on his deed and pulled away from her. This made his mother to realize his timid ness and as she felt him move away she went on with her preparations. 

Both sat silent at the dining table and as Shobha started feeding her son, he consumed without much ado. After he finished he got up and after washing his hands went in search of a napkin.

Shobha on seeing her son launder in search of a napkin went up to him and taking hold of the edge of her sari she cleaned his hands dry.

This made Rahul regain some of his lost strength. Kissing her cheeks he went out.

As soon as Rahul finished his exam his thoughts were centered on the day's proceedings. Though he felt ashamed on his deed it brought him some relief to recall his mother's behavior. It enlightened his feelings when he pictured his mother wiping his hands with her sari. This gave him enough courage and he slowly threaded back home.

On entering the house he was rewarded by the sight of his mother who was fully decked up in a rich black sari and ready to go out and when he enquired whether she was going out, she said 'come lets go and have our dinner out.'

This was news to Rahul. He hurriedly went up and changing his clothes he strode elegantly down the stairs. Shobha on seeing him dressed smartly was pleased and putting an arm around his waist she started to move out.

After fetching a cab, Shobha directed the driver to a posh restaurant. Rahul was overwhelmed when he heard the restaurant's name. It was the costliest restaurant in the city and to accompany his mother to such a posh restaurant made him feel elated.

On alighting from the cab, Rahul opened the door for his mother to step out and holding her arm he escorted her in. Shobha was delighted by the way Rahul escorted her and putting her arm around his waist she leaned upon him.

On having booked earlier they were escorted to one of the cozy cubicle which was dimly lit. Sitting in the glass cubicle they could see the stage where a singer was crooning but from the outside they were not visible. 

On sitting down in the soft upholstered sofa type seating Shobha pressed the button which prompted the waiter to appear before them. Shobha ordered the food and a bottle of wine.

Rahul was shocked when he heard his mother order for a bottle of wine and on the same side he felt happy. As they sat waiting for the food to be served, Rahul's eyes were focused on the flimsily clad singer who was showing off her charms.

Shobha saw her son's eyes were glued to the singer and nudging closer to him said 'Is she so attractive?'

Hearing this Rahul shifted his gaze back to his mother and looking deeply at her lush body draped in a black silk sari he said 'she is no match to you.'

'Is it? am I so' she asked?

'You are the most beautiful woman' replied Rahul putting his hand around her.

'Don't you think she is more attractive' said his mother looking at the singer who was scantily dressed.

'You would look more gorgeous in that outfit' replied Rahul.

'Do you want me to dress like that' she asked?

'I would love it. Do you have such outfits' asked Rahul pulling his mother closer?

'Why? I can buy one' she said getting closer to his son.

'Then please buy one' replied Rahul.

'Why?' insisted his mother.

'I would love to see you in such an outfit' replied Rahul.

'What's wrong with the one I am wearing' said she pushing herself up.

Looking down at her Rahul said 'your sari is dazzling but it does not show much of your charms.'

'So you are more interested in seeing my charms rather than the dress' she asked?

'Well, if you put it like that I would love to see your charms being concealed in that type of dress' he replied staring at the impressions of her swollen breasts under her sari.

Seeing him staring at her chest she said 'how do compare with what you are seeing with that of hers' she said looking at the singer.

'You are more ravishing, more stunning and more voluptuous than her' he replied.

Hearing him complimenting her Shobha felt thrilled. Her body shuddered. A wave of warmth ran over her body. Her body throbbed and saying 'really' she hugged him.

As his mother hugged him, Rahul caught hold of her chin and drawing her face closer he kissed his mother hard on her lips.

'Oh Rahul, Rahul' she cried plunging deeper in her arms and kissing him passionately.

'Mama I want to see these' he said sliding his hand under her sari and moving it over her breasts and before his mother could reply he saw the waiter coming.

Suddenly both sat straight as the waiter came in. After he served them food and as he opened the wine bottle, Rahul saw his mother signaling him to fill one glass. As the waiter finished filling her glass he excused saying 'if you need anything, please ring the bell Maam.'

'Thank you' replied Shobha which saw him bow and leave the cubicle.

It was then that Rahul realized the significance of the bell. It made him cheer up to know that the waiter would only come in when the bell was pressed otherwise they would be left alone. This suddenly aroused Rahul as it struck him that his mother knew about it and had opted for it.

Rahul relished the rich food and as he finished it and cleaned his hands in the finger bowl he looked up at his mother.

His mother smiled and pointed at the tissue papers as the sari she was wearing was very expensive and she did not want it to be spoilt.

Rahul wiped his hands with the tissue and as his mother too finished eating she pressed the bell.

In came the waiter and after collecting the plates he left behind the bottle of wine and a glass.

On seeing his back Rahul immediately put his arm around his mother's shoulder and pulled her to him.

'Hey wait' cooed his mother who was sipping wine.

'Why?' asked her son nuzzling his face on her head.

'Let me finish this' she said pointing the wine glass.

'Can I have a sip Mama' asked Rahul releasing his hold on her a bit.

'Only one' replied his mother lifting the glass to his lips.

Rahul gulped as much as he could in one take and as the wine hit his stomach he felt its chill.

Shobha saw that he had almost emptied the glass and as she was refilling it, she felt her son's hand slide down from her shoulder to under her sari.

Allowing his hand to endure the pleasure of feeling her naked flesh above her breasts she continued sipping the wine.

Rahul's hand did not stop there. Boldly it ventured above her swollen breasts to the front of her blouse.

Shobha took a deep breath as she felt his fingers trying to unhook her blouse.

Rahul seeing that his actions were not stalled slowly unhooked the top three hooks of her blouse and feeling the warm flesh of breasts he started to caress them.

Shobha put down the glass and turned towards him allowing his hand more access to her breasts.

Getting the required leverage Rahul unhooked the rest of her hooks and pushing aside the flaps of her blouse he cupped one breast in his hand. Feeling her breast fully in his hand Rahul's pecker was hard as a rock.

Shobha too started moaning with the heat surging in her body. As Rahul was cupping her breast she put her arms over his head and smacked a wet passionate kiss on his lips.

Rahul was thrilled to the limit. Now both his hands came into play. As one hand had cupped her breast he slid the other hand behind his mother's back looking to unhook her bra.

Shobha feeling his son's hand trying to unhook her bra spoke softly 'what are you doing Rahul?'

'Let me have a look at them' replied Rahul as his hand felt the strap of her bra.

'No, not here' replied his mother half heartedly enjoying his touches.

'At least let me feel them,' saying this Rahul unhooked the clasp of her bra and slid the bra from her breasts. This made his mother's swollen breasts to jump out. Rahul was delighted to have released his mother's breasts. Though he could not see them as they were still covered by her sari, Rahul cupped the bare warm flesh of his mother's breasts in his hand.

Shobha's body shuddered as her son's hand invaded her bare breasts. Her whole body was on fire. She started moaning deeply and said 'enough, enough.'

Rahul did not stop. His fingers searched for his mother's nipple and on finding it he gently squeezed it. Shobha let out a soft scream. She was high on wine and the sensations which were creeping over her body due to the caress of her son's hand were too much to bear. She thrust her body over her son's.

Rahul was quick to notice her actions. Leaning on the sofa he pulled his mother to his chest. Tamely Shobha let herself be pulled up and as she felt her almost naked breasts crush her son's chest, she took her son's face in her hands and started kissing his lips passionately.

This was too much for Rahul to sustain. His rock like pecker started to vibrate. He felt it wanted some solace and as he felt it jerking in his pants he slid his legs between his mother's thighs.

Shobha left his rock like pecker nudging at her thighs. This made her body to vibrate violently. She knew she was on the threshold of creaming out. She lifted her lower body a little and as her son pushed his legs below hers, she clamped down heavily over his.

As his mother clamped down her thighs over his, Rahul felt the warm softness of his mother's thighs on his bulge. This made him go wild with passion. Removing his hand from his mother's breast he gripped his mother's back tightly, having a vice like grip over her. He was sure that his mother could not move. 

This invigorated him and mechanically he started thrusting his bulge over his mother's thighs and feeling the warm body of his mother on his bulge he started to leak in his pants.

Shobha too felt his hard cock jamming at her thighs. The sensations creeping out from her body was too much. She could not withstand it any longer. Searching for her son's lips with hers she smashed it over them and ravished it.

As she was ravishing her son's lips with hers she felt her son's body go stiff and as she knew his cock was spitting out she gave a final push of her body over his and holding him tightly she let out the stream from her cunt and lay fully upon her son.

Shobha was exhausted on pouring out from her cunt. She straddled her son's body and lay upon it. Rahul after some time seeing his mother lying flat out over him slowly regained his composure. He wanted to see his mother's breasts which he had only felt. His eyes were craving for it and as he tried to remove her sari, his mother feeling him active again, got up suddenly.

Turning her back to her son she quickly set right her bra and hooking her blouse said 'tomorrow you have your last exam, let's go.'

Rahul had to oblige as he had one more tormenting day to compete before being free. As his mother pushed the bell to ask for the bill, Rahul was up ready to leave.

They returned home and Shobha straightaway went to her room. Rahul was left alone to study and as it was his easiest subject, he recapped all the important points before going to bed.

As morning dawned Shobha felt hangover due to the previous nights wine. As it was late she rushed to the bathroom and after having a bath as and not finding time to either to search for her bra, or her panties or dry her hair. She came down just draping a gown over her wet body.

While she was in the final stages of cooking she heard her son come down. In fact he too was a little late. Rahul as he came down was rewarded with the sight of her mother who looked ravishing having put on a gown which was wet and stuck to her body clearly showing off her voluptuous figure. Her hair which was dripping wet had soaked the back of her gown.

Seeing her mother in such a state, Rahul pulled out a towel from the rack and standing at the back of his mother, started to dry her hair with it.

Shobha was awe struck by her son's sympathy towards her and this made her to limp back upon him. Very fondly Rahul finished drying her hair and setting aside the towel embraced his mother from behind.

This made his mother to lean her body on his and as Rahul felt his mother's warm buttocks on his thighs his cock started to swell. At that moment it did not embarrass Rahul on finding his erect cock poke at his mother's back as already the previous night his mother had felt it on her thighs.

As Rahul raised his hands from her waist to her breasts he was surprised to feel her soft breasts which were naked under the gown. This made him grab both her breasts with his hands and pulled her body to his.

Shobha realizing that if she stood still it would be difficult to come out of his grasp said 'it's late for exams.'

Rahul loosened his grip but still could not leave her and as his pecker had grown to the maximum he started to slide it over his mother's lush back. Shobha felt he was going out of control and in a sudden reflex action came out of his grasp.

Rahul realizing that it was really late for him quickly gobbled some food and left for the exam thinking that he would be totally free that evening.

As the papers were easy Rahul finished it no time and was out of the hall with a grinning face. He had to spend some time in the canteen before catching his bus. Sitting in the canteen his mind was busy thinking about his mother. He knew his mother had given him company as it was exam time but now he wondered what her reactions would be. 

He also knew he had crossed his limits but the desire to see his mother's breasts naked was yet to be fulfilled. Now that his exams were over he was wondering how to entice his mother to show her breasts. As he was thinking of it he suddenly recalled his mother asking whether he wanted to see her dressed up like the singer in the restaurant. This gave him some respite and dreaming about it he went home.

Shobha was also facing same kind of dilemma. She was wondering as to where all this leading to. Though she loved the fore play she had with her son but also felt her son's demand for more. Out of the blue she was hoping her husband would come home but in her mind she knew that he would be away for another week.

Finally she resolved that she would allow his son to have a peek at her breasts and that would be the end. Thinking about it she tried to envisage a plan to show off her breasts but nothing came to her mind. When she was contemplating it the picture of the singer floated before her.

Thanking herself for thinking about it she went to her room and rummaged through her cupboard. As she drew her old dresses out she came upon an old sleeveless blouse which was cut short at the top which could hardly cover her present swollen breasts. Thinking this would be ideal she searched for the skin colored bra of the flimsiest material. 

As she put on both the pieces and looked in the mirror she shied away seeing the impact of it. In the reflection of the mirror she was shocked to see her full breasts and the dark nipples protruding out as if she was topless. This made her change her mind and go in for a much darker bra.

This at least hid her nipples though the swollen melons of her breasts did peep out. To go with it she selected light colored panties, petticoat and a sari. When she was dressed up she looked more ravishing and sexier than the singer in the restaurant.

Changing back she waited for her son to come home.

Rahul came home with a grinning face and let out a sigh of relief after seeing his mother. Shobha was glad to see his grinning face and she felt as though she had completed her exams. Rahul after changing came down and warming the sofa watched the TV. Shobha brought him some eateries which he started munching.

Shobha seeing him engrossed in the TV kept herself away from him and feared when he would switch it off. Rahul was watching basket ball match and by the time it ended the evening had set. 

As the curtains were drawn and the lights were off, the light coming from the dining hall was inadequate to illuminate the room and this suited Rahul completely.

Shobha after waiting for an hour knew that she had to make the move and as it was getting dark, she carried some fried almonds and sitting beside him on the sofa asked 'how was your paper?'

Looking at her Rahul said 'Oh! It was easy.'

'Now that you are free, what plans have you chalked out for your holidays' she asked? 

'Why? I am not going anywhere' replied Rahul.

'Will you not get bored during your holidays' she asked?

'Why should I get bored when I am with you' he said.

His words made her smile and she said 'what I mean is don't you want to go on a vacation' she asked?

'I will if you accompany me' he replied.

'Where do you want to go' she asked?

'Any place which you like' he replied.

Hearing this it made her feel proud and she asked 'why, to my liking?'

'Because I want to make you happy' he replied.

'How can you make me happy' she asked?

'By being your obedient son' he replied.

'How obedient would you be' asked his mother sharply.

'Try me' he replied.

Shobha was fascinated with his talk and to tease him she said 'now get up and go to bed.'

'Mama, this is not fair. I want to stay with you and help you out' he said.

'See how obedient you are' she said.

'Well, if you really mean it, then I am going' saying this he got up.

Seeing him standing up she said 'I know how far and how long you would be gone. Sit down now.'

'Thanks' said Rahul.

'So you have started thanking me' she said making faces at him.

'I have to thank you a lot' he replied.

'What for' she shot the question?

'For taking me to the restaurant yesterday' he replied.

'What's there to thank me for it' she asked.

'For everything that took place and for having promised me something' he said.

Hearing it Shobha was thrilled and she asked softly 'what did I promise you?'