8 comments/ 242508 views/ 15 favorites Mom's Son Ch. 02 By: harrypotter_rod Here comes the second part you had been waiting for, my great friends of Indian sex stories, go though the story and again as before please don't forget to reply me your views and opinions. They ate the dinner together saying nothing. Then he set out for some purchase of provisions, and he did not bother to even chat with his schoolmates he happened to see on the way back home. A couple of times he had to slow down after he glanced his watch and realized how fast he was walking. When he finally got home it was dark except for his mothers bedroom. He walked to his mothers open doorway. She was standing in front of the dressing table, wearing a blouse and petticoat and about to start wear a sari. As Aruna Devi saw Raju, she smiled at him. He smiled back nervously. "I had been waiting for you, Raju, just now I had a bath, just wait till I wear this sari.... Let it be! Actually doesn't need to wear," saying that she leaves the sari on the floor and walked towards the bed. She turned towards him and sat on the bed. Then she unhooked the blouse and freed her breasts. She sat up against the headboard as before and spread her legs slightly raising her petticoat above her knees, then slid down to lying position. While sliding down her petticoat, which was, above her knee slid further up exposing her white thighs all the way up. Even Raju could See her panties. He did not even remember seeing these panties in his secret excursions into his mother's drawer. His mother's breasts were large and swollen, but still hung high. The nipples were engorged and pink, and glistened with the wetness of her milk. He stood there in awe at his mother's nakedness. "Oh, mother." He heard his voice saying. He immediately felt embarrassed and had to look away. Seeing his embarrassment, his mother smiled, "don't be embarrassed Raju, this is more comfortable for me." Raju went to the bed and she pulled him to her. Raju immediately began to suck his mother's tit. It was better this time. He knew what to do as he steadily drained his mother's orb. He felt his mother's body relax against him as he removed the pressure form her orb. He drank from her warm, sweet milk; with his tongue he started teasing the tip of her nipple, as before his mothers body stirring under him. She wiggled against him as he suckled and played with her nipple. When one breast was drained he switched to the next. A gush of warm milk shot into his mouth as his mouth clamped onto the nipple. He could feel the exiting building in himself and his mother. They pressed their bodies against each other. In their squirming, they unconsciously - or was it deliberate – repositioned themselves until their hip's were pressed tightly together. Raju's throbbing erection was pressed against his mother crotch through the layers of this trousers and her petticoat. Finally Raju drained the second breast but kept sucking at his mother's breast hungrily. She didn't seem to mind; though, now they were rhythmically pushing against each other. Caught up in the fever of excitement, Raju cautiously reaches down under him and raises her petticoat all the way up and placed his finger on the waistband of his mother's panties. His mother quickly grabbed his hand and pulled it away. Scared that he had gone too far with his mother, Raju started pulling away form his mother, but she pushed him hack to her. She was setting her limits. He sucked his mother harder now and let his teeth scrape very lightly against his mother's nipple. "Oh, Raju, Raju, my son." his mothers hip jerked against his. His mother's excitement caused his dam to finally bust. He bucked rhythmically against his mother and came in a shuddering climax. "Mama..." he heard himself moan. They lay still for a few moments saying not a word. Then he found the warmth of his mother's body against him. Unlike last time there was no mistaking what each of them had felt time around. Raju had never seen a woman orgasm but now had no doubt that this is what his mother had felt. He thought it pretty obvious to his mother that he had cum too. Another thing was different too, this time Raju did not feel the shame he had felt earlier. He still felt somewhat unsure but he knew that his second time he and his mother had known what they were doing. The first time could have been accidental, but there is no mistaking their intent this time. "You, Ok, Raju?" he rolled of his mother. "Yeah, mom, I'm ok," he said. "It was good isn't it son?" she asked. "Yeah, mother, I like it, I liked it a lot" he replied. He did fell well. He didn't want to leave but his mother told him that it was time for both of them to get ready for bed – in their own separate beds. Raju stripped, cleaned himself and put his night shorts on. Raju laid on bed in the dark. Instead of any girl or playmate he was fantasizing about his mother. He came, pumping more semen that he thought was still left in him when be masturbated earnestly. He fell in a sound sleep soon after. A kiss, then another kiss. He opened his eyes, and saw his mother peering out of the darkness. He realized that his cock was hard and sticking out of the short pants. He quickly put it back in, hoping that his mother didn't see him. Although! Did it matter anymore? "Raju, it is time again" she said very slyly for something that was exiting for both of them. He sat up and held his head. "Uh, ok, mom," he said groggily. He looked at the bed clock and saw it was 3.00 am. She stood a minute there silently. "In my bedroom, Raju" she finally said. He followed his mother to her bedroom, the room was dark, and she removed her sari, then her blouse and her petticoat. He could See the outline of his mothers' nakedness. Was she still wearing the panties? He smelled the earthy diary smell coming form her milk. She climbed up on the bed and Raju followed. He went to his mother's breast and suckled. Efficiently, he drained away the pressure and felt his mother's body start to relax against his body. He teased her nipple, biting it a little wile he continued to nurse\ from his mother. Instinctively his mother opened her legs further and started moving her ass. He pushed himself up against his mother's body, his cock slipped out again from his shorts and pressed against the coolness of his mother's pantie. He was prepared to move, as his mother showed no resistance. With both hands he squeezed her tits and engulfed the stream of warm milk that shot into his mouth. They were both exited now, as he started dry humping his mother. "Raju" she blurted loudly. She might have shouted his name out of excitement rather than concern that things were going too far as she made no moves to stop him. He drained his mothers orb and immediately went for the other one. He clamped on the nipple and drank down the stream of milk. His cock having a life of its own, pressed at his mothers inner thigh And tried to gain entrance to the dark mysteries underneath the panties by snaking it way under the leg band. He pressed and pressed but he couldn't get in! Emboldened by his mother writing he very cautiously reached u down the leg band where his cock was probing, slowly, he pulled the elastic. He was prepared to quickly withdraw his hand if his mother showed the least resistance, but she continued squirming against him as if she didn't notice. He pushed his cock through is mothers pantie. The elastic pulled tight against his cock, but it was not an unpleasant sensation. The tip of the cock found its entrance to his mother's pussy. It was definitely wet, and emanated warmth within. He paused for a moment, not sure, whether he wanted to go through with this step. He bit her nipple as he continued to suckle her, he was so confused, but he knew he had to do it. Raju pushed slightly, and felt himself slid into his m other pussy like butter. It was so easy, and yet, this was an act that would forever change his relationship with his mother. Everything they have done previously was innocent. She needed him to suck her milk to relive her discomfort. If they both derived pleasure from it, there was no shame. They were still acting as mother and son. Now with this single act they had crossed the line from mother and son to lovers. They both paused for a moment. Now fully aware of what has been done – and what could not be undone, his mother Aruna Devi, then, reached behind him and grabbed his buttocks. She pulled him to her, making him slid all the way inside her. The feeling was indescribable. It was like tight, wet warm. A warm velvety glove was now grabbing his tool. "Oh, Raju, my baby son." His mother last breast was almost drained. Raju and his mother slowly started fucking wile he continued to suckle the last of milk. He pushed his pelvis; and his cock slid effortlessly the rest of the way inside into the warmth of his mother, his origin, and his source. It felt like heaven. He should have felt dirty, perverted, but it felt so natural and wonderful to make love with this beautiful woman who gave birth to him. Tentatively he pulled out his cock slightly and pushed it back again. Te friction set back fie into his loin. He knows that his mother felt the same because he had felt her return his thrusts by arching her hips. Was this fucking? In Raju's private readings on the subject he had heard of many problems regarding sex. He had thought it must be complicated, but nothing could seem as natural to Raju as fucking his mom. "Raju." His mother moaned. Raju knew she was close; he lifted his body bit and kissed his mother. That was not kissing of a son to his mother but a kissing of a lover. He could feel the bare breasts pressing at his chest. Milk still leaking from them was wetting his body. His mother returned the kiss, and soon his tongue snaked its way into her mouth. Mother and son embraced and kissed each other deeply while their hips banged together. Raju fought for control against his own body. His mother pinched his butt tight as she forcefully pulled him to her. "Mom," her tried to shout warning. But it was too late. He came in a violent eruption, ejaculated in waves into his mother womb. "Oh, Raju", his mother wrapped her legs around him and pushed her hips back and forth against him. "Raju," her cry softening into a whimper. Raju could feel his mother's body relax against his body. He tried to climb of his mother but she pulled him back to her. They were both silent> Raju could feel his mothers heartbeat against him slowly come down to normal. Eventually her rolled of his mother and lay next to her. Both exhausted, they slept holding each other. So, what about stopping, for now? I shall return with the last part of this story shortly. C u then, bye. Mail me. Mom's Son Ch. 03 Hello, guys and gals, viewers of literotica, here is the last parts of the story that you were waiting for, and of as earlier don't forget to post me your opinion. The next morning the sun woke Raju up. He was immediately disoriented. He looked around and saw that he was in his mother's room; he looked over and saw his mother naked sleeping next to him. Panic set in. What had he done? What should he do? Raju lay there next to his mother staring the ceiling. He discovered that he too was naked. He must have removed and kicked off his shorts during the night. He felt his mother stirring. She opened her eyes. Their eyes met and Raju looked away guiltily. "Morning, Raju" she said softly in a flat voice. "Morning, mom" replied in reply. "Mother, I am sorry........." She pressed her finger to his lips. "Don't be sorry, Raju. I should have known that it was going to his. It just felt...good, Raju, better than I could have imagined. But we can't let this happen again. Its wrong. You have done so much for me, and now I feel I've taken advantage of you." "M-Mother, your didn't" he started to stutter. She cut him off. "Raju, lets not discuss this again, please" she said firmly. Raju nodded in agreement. "Now Raju, you please give me some privacy while I get dressed?" Raju got up of the bed, and quickly grabbed his shorts and shirt form the floor, which were lying next to his mother's cloths. He left his mothers bedroom and closed the door behind him. Sometime later his mother came to the kitchen carrying the baby. They ate breakfast together silently. He tried to busy himself reading as newspaper, while his mother fed the baby with a milk bottle all the while she ate her breakfast. Raju looked at the clock and got up. "Mother, I would rater get ready for college otherwise I would be late." He was almost out of the door as his mother called out to him. "Raju, you are coming back at lunch time, right?" He looked back at his mother rather puzzled. "You have to..." she cupped her breast, you know." Raju did not know what to say. "Ah, sure mother" replied. His mother gave him a sly look and in a whisper she added, ."... I'll need you, but like yesterday, not like last night." "Yeah, sure" he nodded. Raju was so confused that he muttered a good bye and closed the door behind him. In college Raju was listless, and had trouble concentrating. Raju kept looking at his watch nervously. He rushed out of the door as soon as the noon bell rang. He found himself speeding again, and had to make a conscious effort to slow down. Raju was coming home fore his noon feeding? His mother was sitting on the bed waiting for him. Her sari, blouse etc., was lying on the floor. She was stark naked exposing her breast and pussy for her son. As she saw him, she lay on the bed inviting him. With his eyes Raju traced the outline of his mother s smooth legs up to the soft blond fuss of pubic hair, then her flat tummy with deep navel, then her big breast to her face. She looked at Raju somewhat sheepishly and seductively at the same time. "Surprised Raju?" she looked at him "Raju, I don't know whether if what we did together was right or wrong, but I'm know I don't want it to end." His mother sat up more on the bed, which caused her breasts to juggle delightfully. I've been thinking about all since this morning, Raju, god helps me, but I know I don't want to stop what we had done. I don't know if it is wrong to be intimate with my own son. It should be wrong, but it feels good – and not just the physical kind of good" She looked at him with pleading eyes. Raju's cock was throbbing so badly that he was afraid he was going to come in his pants just standing there. Without saying a word he stripped in front of his mother. He surprised himself by not feeling any embarrassment. He threw his clothes ion the floor and joined his mother on the bed. He grabbed his mother tit with both hands, firmly and almost roughly, and his mother's milk poured into his mouth, and he drank deeply. "Oh, Raju", she moaned as he relied the pressure for her breast. Raju heard himself making loud slurping sounds as he hungrily sucked at his mother's breast. Raju almost jumped out his skin as he felt his mothers cool hand on his cock. She tenderly and expertly stoked it as if he might have done it for himself. He almost felt him self-climaxing, but his mother backed away just at the right time, leaving his cock quivering with excitement and frustration. She guided him to the source of her warmth between her legs. His cock slid into his mother pussy effortlessly. She was hot and wet. "Ooh, Mom" he moaned with sheer pleasure, as he suckled he let his teeth scrap lightly against his mothers nipple. She bucked against him, pushing him further into her pussy. Raju reaches under his mother and felt his mothers rounded buttocks. "Come on, Raju, FUCK me, your mother" she said in a strained whisper. He was shocked and also a not a little turned on by his mother's use of the word. Raju drove his hips into his mother as he bit gently on her nipple. His mother returned his thrusts, and soon their bodies were moving in a heated rhythm by themselves. "Fuck your mother" she moaned, Raju switched breasts and felt fresh spray of warm milk in his mouth. "Mom,..My mom... my lovely mother" he heard himself moaning involuntarily. Their hips bucked wildly against each other as mother and son came together in a shuddering, cathartic orgasm. "God, that was good, very god, Raju" said his mother. "That was so good, tat I don't feel any guilt, do you?" Raju shook his head and couldn't help but smile back. It was true. He didn't feel guilty or ashamed. He actually felt a genuine love and closeness to his mother that he had never dreamt of. There was absolutely nothing wrong with making love to this beautiful and lovely lady who gave him birth. "I love you, mom", he heard his voice crack as he hugged his mother tightly. "I love you too, Raju, my son." His mother replied. They embraced and hen could actually feel him stirring again. "Oh, Raju, I wish if we could do it once more, but you've to get back to school." His cock was erect again. "I could tell I was sick...." He said. "No, Raju, we cant let this part of us displace other things on our life, besides we have lot more time tonight" she said playfully as she ran her hand s through his hair. He looked down at his mother without doleful eyes. "Tonight." She reminded him. In the college Raju appeared to be distracted. I actually fucked my mother, he thought with a mixture of excitement –and shame. He realized that this was the fulfillment of a sexual fantasy he had long suppressed. He did not know that what his meant for him and his mother but he knew he didn't want it to end. Finally the last bell rang and Raju quickly darted out of school. Aruna Devi room was dark. For a moment he thought that his mother was not at home and panicked. But when he perked into his mother's bedroom he saw that she was waiting for him. The soft night light from the wall outlines his mother's nudity as she lay across the bed smiling up to him. Mother and son fucked slowly in the night-light. He started to know how to sense responses in his mother's body and respond accordingly. Raju and his mother took time exploring their bodies; they slowly built up their passion as they fucked until they came in together in a warm embrace. Later that night they changed tactics and teased each other mercilessly as they fucked each other hard, almost rough and came together in a violent orgasm. Throughout the night they took turns waking up one another and fucking. In the morning they were exhausted and sweaty, and the bed sheet was full of cum stains and milk. Raju woke up with a raging hard on brushing against the crack of his mother's bare ass. His mother, feeling him stirring against her, awakened; and they proceeded to fuck in the morning light. Raju and his mother could not keep hands off each other. They fucked every four hours during Raju's feeding sessions and often find time in between. They tried everything together; and were constantly finding new ways to tease and excite the other. She introduce him to oral sex; and Raju was surprised to see just another way of make their feeling know, his mother played with the thick of his meat with her tongue and lips, sometimes taking it whole in and sometimes chewing at it, until he shot his load intro her mouth in a screaming orgasm. Raju also tried oral sex on his mother which he did not particularly like himself but he did get off on how exited his mother was when she locked her legs around his head and bucked her hip's widely. Raju and his mother-enjoyed when he massaged her body with lotion. They would spend hours together lovingly rubbing the creamy lotion on to her swollen breasts, rounded hips and buttocks. They would always end up fucking after their massage session. One time his mother greased up his cock with lotion, and got down on all fours so he could fuck her ass. Raju had heard of anal sex and always considered it somewhat perverted. He was not prepared for the pleasure of his mother's tight ass as he pushed his Tarzan past his mother's sphincter and deep into her rectum. He fucked slowly at first because he was concerned about the pain he might cause his mother, but she encouraged him which caused him to start fucking his mother anal orifice harder. He finally came in an intense orgasm in which he pumped his mothers ass with his semen. After that first time, anal sex became one of their favorites. Aruna Devi enjoyed teasing her son, Raju. Knowing his fascination with her bra and panties, she would dress up in a sexy bra and panties around in the house until Rau grabbed her and took her to the bed. Since his mothers breast were to cup sizes large, her cleavage would overfill many of her old bras-which of course enhance the effect it had on Raju. His mother would wear a transparent sari and blouse which would clearly show off her sexy bra and panties and do slow seductive acts in front of him. Some time she would dress just blouse and petticoat without any undergarment, which would revel her pink nipple and the dark bush between her thighs. Or sometimes she would wear just sari without blouse and petticoat or even undergarments – anything to drive him wild. Not surprisingly, breast play was a regular part of their sexual repertoire. They would frequently fuck with Raju lying down and with his mother sitting ion top of him with her pendulous breasts hanging over him. In this position they would comfortably fuck while Raju sucked his mothers enormous tits. He would usually end soaking with him mother milk as his mother rode him to blissful orgasm. When Raju and his mother discoursed the delights of anal sex, they found that they could use the same position. He would stick his cock in his mother's tight ass while he suckled milk from her breast. She like the control that his gave them as they butt fucked; and Raju thought this gave him the best – or was it the breast – of both worlds. One day after Raju and his mother were going at it hot and heavy on the bed, his mother suggested something new. "Sure, Mom" Raju said eagerly. He was always willing to try something new. She lay on her side, which cause both her heavy breasts to flop together. "Raju, lie on your side facing me, and slide up a little, son" She took his engorged cock and inserted it between her tits. "MMMM, Like this mom." He said as he reveled the feel of the smooth, warm breast flesh against his rock hard cock. "Now just fuck mom fits, son" she said. Raju needed no further instruction and started fucking his mothers cleaves. This was true delight. Warm milk started oozing from her nipples and ran down his cock and testicles. "God, mom", he squeezed both of her breasts tight around his cock. Milk started squirting in the air and on his abdomen. She was squirming now. Raju new his mother could orgasm just from the heavy breast play. With both his hands he kneaded her breasts and fucked her cleavage. Hear breasts were heavy and full and possessed inner warmth that radiated into his cock. His mother breast was slick with milk, which provided the much-needed lubrication as he fucked her tities. Raju did not survive this ecstasy for long because he soon came into orgasm. Alarmed suddenly, her tried to move himself away from his mother; but he discovered it was too late as he shot wave after wave of his white cream into his mother tities and face. Raju sat up suddenly and looked at his mother rather concerned. Big wads of semen hung from his mothers left cheek and chin. "Sorry mom!" he said. "Don't be silly, Raju" she gave him a smile that warmed his heart. "It is supposed to be good for the skin." She said as she rubbed the mess on her face and her swollen tities." She saw his horrified reaction and smiled. "It is ok Raju," she said reassuringly. Aruna Devi was washing her dishes as Raju entered the kitchen. "HI, dear son." She said turning around. Without saying a word he reached around his mother and cupped her breasts though her blouse. He reached into the front end of his mothers blouse and slipped his hand into the top of her brassier, feeling the warmth of her bare breast inside. "MMMM, Lets go to the bedroom, Raju' she said. "No, I've got a better idea, Mom" with the other hand he lifted the back of his mothers sari to her waist. He pinched his mothers nipple and felt the warm milk drop down his fingers while he yanked down his mothers panties over the swell of her ass. "OOOH, Raju," his mother moaned. Raju took the plastic bottle of dish washing detergent from the counter and squirted a biog glob of the green liquid onto his palm. He unzipped himself and spread the goo into to his erect cock; he transferred the remainder of the glob into his index finger, and then, rubbed it into the crack of his mother's bare ass. His mother squirmed. "Br, it is cold Raju" she said. "I will warm it for you, Mom" he replied. His finger found his mothers anus, he pocked it into his mothers ass and spread the goo with a circular motion. Used to anal play now, she relaxed her sphincter and spread the legs at his intrusion. "Raju, do it, fuck your mothers arse she said in growing excitement. Raju placed his cock against his mothers arse and pushed, it slid without any resistance to her ass. He kissed the back of her neck as he pushed into her butt. "Oh Mom," her heard himself moan. He bit her earlobe lightly as she stated fucking her arse. "Mother fucker," she goaded. She knew calling him a motherfucker always exited him. "You love it, Mom?" he was thrusting harder now. His mother was bucking her ass back against him.. He knew they were both close now. "Oh, oh, oh!" he grunted as he came in his mothers arse. He felt his body tighten and relax under her embrace. They both collapsed to the cold kitchen floor and held each other tenderly. Their lives changed forever with their new relationship. They were still mother and son but so much mire, they were lovers to. The intensity of their sexual relationship scared them at first. Raju and his mother knew that they have to control their flames of their passion to keep it from consuming their lives. And when her husband, Raju's father will return back at home. They still fucked like rabbits around the clock., but his mother was always careful to make sure that the all other matters of day to day life was attended to. Raju not only kept up at school but also actually started excelling. Raju news at the end of each day his mother would be waiting for him – usually with some new sexual kink that would drive them tom new sexual height as they fucked together. So, guys and gals, here ends my fantasy of a continued affair between mom and son. What are you waiting for; please send me your responses.