6 comments/ 191689 views/ 60 favorites Holy Cock By: TahrimaBegum "I hate her, I absolutely fucking hate her. The woman just gets on my nerves," The woman Javed was talking about was his mother Farhana. They just had one of there big arguments, and as usual it ended it with Javed leaving his house in anger. Javed wasn't the type of guy who would get angry often, in fact amongst his friends he was known for his calm and collected demeanour. But when it came to his mother that calm and collected demeanour usually went out the window. The woman was hard to please, Javed was young and very intelligent young man, he always got good, hell even great grades at school, then collage. These grades had even helped him get in to one of the top universities in the country but his mother still disapproved of him, whilst any mother would proud of her child achieving so much, Farhana was a different story all together. Whilst she certainly was impressed with his academic excellence, what bothered her the most was her son's stance on religion. Farhana had been brought up in a strict Muslim family from birth, the importance of religion was embedded in her from the beginning. It was an essential part of her life, therefore seeing her son flaunt prayers, openly mock Islam made her angry. She also disapproved of the whore his son called "girlfriend". Caught up in this crossfire of in this war was Javed's father and Farhan's husband Ali. Whilst Ali would try his best to diffuse the "war" between his and wife as best as he could, he also enjoyed it to certain extent it had become a daily routine. All his wife and son saw was there hate for each other, but Ali could also see the love. Javed had gotten in to cycle accident about a year ago, the first person rush to his side was his mother. Whilst they might say they hate each other, it was clear to Ali that deep down these two did love each other dearly. The Day "Javed why didn't you do you prayers yesterday,"Farhana shouted as Javed entered the kitchen. "why didn't I? Hmmm well the reasons pretty simple really, I just wasn't bloody bothered to do it" retorted Javed. That retort was enough to send Farhana over the edge, she was ready to erupt like a volcano "Astagfirullah(Forgive me lord), you dirty kuffar(non believer), you ungrateful piece of shit. How dare you mock Islam, you don't have enough time to pray but you have enough time to fuck that kuffar whore, you think I don't know what you are fucking up to you cunt." Javed just couldn't handle it any more he just burst in to fit of laughter, Farhana looking confused and still very angry asked, "Why the hell are you laughing." Javed tried to stop the laughter but he just couldn't "Well my dear mother, you like your religion are just full of contradictions. I am pretty sure in the Quran it say's some where that you should avoid using foul language. But here you are cursing a like sailor." Farhana couldn't handle it any more. "Get the hell out of the house, NOW!." "Yes your highness," bowed Javed as he left the house with a big smile on his face. He needed to get to college any way. Soon as he got to his college he realised instantly that he had forgotten his books back at home. Which meant he had to go back to the battlefield, although he had won the morning battle he wasn't too sure if he could win another won, but he needed his damn books. So Javed made his way back home dreading the fact that he would have to deal with his mother again. Javed was hoping that he could sneak in to the house quietly and get his stuff, so he opened the door quietly trying not to make any sound he crept inside whilst closing the door behind him. He quickly checked the living room to see if his mother was there but, nor was she in the kitchen which probably meant that she had left to go shopping. Javed couldn't believe how lucky he was, his mother wasn't home "Thank god," that made Javed smile. He was making his way up stairs when he suddenly heard a scream "ALLAHHHHH! Aaaaaalllah, that feels great ughhhhh." By the sound of the screams, the moaning and the grunts Javed guessed that his father had decided to pay his mother a visit for lunch, it seemed like they were enjoying it and were well in to it. He decided that he should leave them to it, let them have there fun, plus he would have to pass there bedroom on the way to his. He didn't think he could deal with the image of his parents fucking, he had to admit he was a little curious but not that curious. As he was about to leave he realised something he hadn't seen his dad's car in front of the house "Maybe he took the bus or something," he thought to him self. Just as he was about to open the door I leave he heard his mother scream,"Oh god, oh god yesssss, this feels great. Yes keeping fucking, ohhhhh, ughh, ughhh. Yeah fuck me oh ALLLLAHHH! that's it. "Imaam (Priest) Masood, harder, harder, do it fucking harder. Cleanse my pussy with your dick... oh god." Javed stopped dead in his track, "What the fuck, Imaam Masood!" He realised that his mother was not up there with his father but the fucking local Imaam. That hypocritical whore, she was fucking cheating on his father. As he stormed up the stairs the grunting, the moaning and the sound of the bed squeaking increased. The door of the bedroom was closed but not fully it was slightly ajar. He had planned it in his head, he was going to storm in to the room grab that bloody Imaam, give him a good ass whooping throw him out the house and then he would deal with that whore he called mum. But as he approached the door for some reason he stopped. He didn't know why but instead just kicking the door open he opened slightly and peaked inside. The image of his mother on all fours getting taken from behind, made his dick stir. He knew that seeing her like this so depraved and slutty, it should have disgusted him. But he just stared at her in wonder, he was particularly mesmerised by her firm boobs. Her body was surprisingly in a good condition, she had curves in all the right places. He could feel his cock straining against his jeans, he felt his hand involuntarily move towards his crotch. Then suddenly he snapped out of this trance and barged in to the room, soon as he entered Farhana's eye met her son's. That was enough to send her over the edge and she came instantly,"Oh ALLLAHHH....I'm cummingggggg." The site of her son standing there watching her made the orgasm even more powerful. Javed had enough he marched up to the bed, grabbed the bloody Imaam who was so in to fucking Farhana that he had failed to notice Javed. Javed grabbed the Imaam and threw him off the bed on to the floor, he then began to kick and punch the Imaam furiously, taking out all his anger on him. Javed was angry at his mother for being such a hypocritical slut. He was angry by the fact that he had caught his mother with the Imaam of all people, he was angry at him self for being so turned on by his mother and angry because he believed for some perverted reason that it should have been him ramming his cock in to her womb. Javed suddenly stopped beating the crap out of the Imaam and told him to get dressed. He also in detail explained to the Imaam what he would do to him if he ever saw him next to his home, lets just say it involved a baseball bat and a hole in the Imaams body. With that the Imaam turned and ran away from the house, he would never again come near this house ever. Javed then turned towards his mother, who was still lying on the bed naked. His eyes scanned the whole of her naked body, it was the first time in his entire life that he looked at his mother as a woman. A woman that he wanted so bad, his mother was about 5'5, her legs were smooth and silky. Her light brown eyes were focused on the bulge in his jeans, he saw her lick her lips whether it was an voluntary or involuntary action he did not know. Because he was too busy devouring her firm and large breasts if he had to take a guess they were at least size 34 E, the size didn't surprise him as much as how firm they were, with no visible signs of sags. Her body was surprisingly well toned, with luscious curves at her hip. He moved towards her, he had so many things that he wanted to say to her. Javed stopped at the edge of the bed, he looked at his mother whose eyes were still transfixed on his bulge. He didn't know what came over him, instead of shouting at her, he placed his left hand on his mothers breast. Soon as he touched her, she gasped and let out a little moan. Her nipples had become hard soon as he had touched her. Her breast felt soft and warm, he gave it a squeeze "Oh Javed...!" moaned his mother. He felt her place her hands on his hard-on, her touch sent a shiver down his spine. She then started to gently caress the outline of his penis, which got harder and harder with her touch. She then kissed it, even through the jeans he could feel how soft her lips were. She then unbuttoned his jeans and pulled it down, she then kissed his cock again. It took all of Javeds will to stop him blowing his load right then. His mother then pulled his boxers down, his cock sprang up instantly and hit her under her chin. She gasped with amazement at the size of the monster that was right in front of her. She thought the Imaam with his 8 inch cock was huge but her son's monster had to be at least 11 inch's. "Look at how big you are my son, your mother didn't know that her son had such a monster in his pants if she did, she would have...!"she said in an innocent voice. She paused and kissed the tip of her son's monster. He let out a soft moan, seeing his mother in awe of his cock was too much but he still held on. He could feel her tongue licking his shaft up and down, she looked up and gave him a smile, a mischievous smile, a smile that indicated how badly she wanted his cock. He knew he should have stopped her there, he knew in the back of his mind that he was betraying his mother but the lust he saw in his mothers eyes made him forget all that. "You want you son's cock don't you, you fucking whore. You want you son's hot load don't you," asked Javed. His mother nodded enthusiastically and in the most innocent tone ever said, "Yes, I do I want my big boy's wonderful cock I want your hot seed in my mouth and my...cunt!" Now it was Javed's turn to smile, the mischievous smile. He could tell that she wanted it badly but he decided to tease for a bit, "No we can't do this mum, it's haram(forbidden). We should stop this now, it goes against our religion." He could see the confusion in his mothers face, she was trying to figure out a way to justify this, he enjoyed seeing her struggle. " My body has been possessed by a demon, it has made me sex-starved slut. And the only way to get rid of it was to have a big cock penetrate me, so that the demon could be exorcised from my body. "See that's why the Imaam was here, to perform the exorcism but he was just taking advantage of me. Then Allah sent you and your monster to me, because he knew the Imaam was not pure in his intentions. So its your duty as my son to help, save me from the hell fire. Don't let me become a sinner use that holy cock." Javed finally realised how hopeless and desperate his mother was. If he was a superstitious idiot he may have actually believed the story but he wasn't but it didn't matter what kind of dumb religious reason his mother came up with or not he wanted her. She opened her mouth to say something, it was at that moment Javed shoved his "Holy cock" in to his mothers mouth. He saw how her whole moth enveloped his whole cock, he could feel the back of her throat. "Oh mum, your mouth feels so great, oh yeah...thats it you slut," groaned Javed. His mother held on to his cock like her life depended on it. She was gagging on the cock, he could see her going to red due to the lack of air. But she still held on, then she finally relented and pulled his "holy cock" out of her mouth. Then she was at it again, swallowing the whole cock again, Javed then felt his mother's hand on his ass. She was playing with his ass, squeezing and pinching it. Her hands slowly moved towards his ass crack, he felt her fingers circling his ass hole. This made his cock even harder, his mother released his cock once more to get some air, she then licked the head of his cock with her tongue, her tongue swirled around his cock, it was almost as if his mother was sucking a huge lollipop. She took his cock in her mouth again, sliding his massive cock in and out of her luscious lips. She went faster and faster, she could tell that his hot seed was building up in his balls. He would soon release his hot semen in to her mouth, she couldn't wait to taste it. Javed then slowly started to move his hips, he was moving it back and forth. He held on to his mothers head as he moved his hips in and out of her, he picked up speed with each thrust. He was now fucking his mothers mouth, with each thrust he could feel the back of her throat hit his "holy cock". He felt his mother enter one of her fingers in to his ass hole, that finally broke his will. "Oh mum....uhhh....I'm cum...cummmin," Javed said as he felt his mother clamp down his cock harder in anticipation of his cum. Then he finally erupted, spewing wave after wave of hot cum, Farhana like a slut wildly sucked on her son as he kept on unloading his boiling semen. She couldn't get enough of his thick cum as it flowed down her throat. Javed could see his mother admirably trying to swallow it all of it but there was too much, he could see his mother mouth over flowing with his thick cum. Farhana pulled away from Javed's cock, thinking she had swallowed every last drop of his cum, soon as she pulled out another blast of thick cum hit her face. She wasn't going to let Javed sweet cum go to waste, so she wiped all the cum of her face. Farhana then began to lick the cum of her hand. "That was great my son, your hot cum has lessened the demons grip on my body. But I think I need more of it. So why don't you come take care of mum's boobies like you used to." Javed was more than happy to oblige, as he approached to devour his mothers heavenly breasts as his mother had put it, the phone began to ring. He told his mother to get the phone, whilst he took care of her. As he began to suck on her breast like once did when he was only a child he could sense his mother tensing up, "Javed stop...this," her voiced seemed weak all of sudden. So reluctantly he stopped sucking on her tits "What is it mum," he said. He looked up to his mothers face, he could see tears welling up in her eyes,"Its your father my son, he's...had an accident. They've taken him to the hospital." And with that the flood gates opened, Farhana began to cry. Is this some kind of punishment for what I have just done she thought to her self, the same thought that passed through her son. He pulled his mother closer to him as they embraced, he couldn't but help think that some how this was his fault his punishment. To be continued... Holy Cock Ch. 02 The day of the Janazah (funeral) had arrived, and like some bad cliché so did the rain. The rain had made the burial rituals much harder; the open grave was in danger of being over whelmed with water. Eventually all the burial rituals and formalities were sorted out. Every one slowly left the grave yard, but Javed stayed behind for a little. "I am so sorry dad, I really am. You gave me so much and how did I repay you, I..." said Javed, struggling to finish the sentence. He couldn't say it out loud; he couldn't say that he repaid his father by having his wife suck his cock. Not only that but he still planned on fucking his mother Farhana, he knew that the death of his father would make his mother even more vulnerable. Whilst he mourned his father's death, he also realized the opportunity that now was there. "STOP! You bastard!" shouted Javed at the top of his lungs. "Stop thinking about things like that, you sick fuck your father just passed away." Javed made his way back home, hoping that he could get rid of these thoughts. Deep down he knew that these thoughts would not go away that easily. As he made his way to the door of his house he could hear all the women inside crying, he could hear his grandmother, his aunts and all the other women all crying in unison. The only person he couldn't hear was his mother, since the passing of his father she had not spoken a word to anyone. Farhana had locked herself away in her room, her isolation worried every one but then it was expected, after all her husband had just passed away. But no one really knew the real reason why Farhana had isolated her self away, the reason was guilt. She felt the guilt because of her fuck sessions with the Imam (priest); she had cheated on her husband. She felt guilt because she wanted to have a big cock deep inside her at that moment, specifically her son's monster cock. Just the thought of it invading her pussy made her wet, one of her hands involuntarily moved towards her crotch. Farhana then began to slowly and gently rub her pussy; she remembered the taste of his cum. It was absolutely marvelous, so sweet; there was so much of it. "Stop it you whore, do you have no shame woman. Your husbands dead, all you can think of is your son, his cock and how badly you need it," said Farhana to her self. "You do not need to be ashamed my dear." "Who said that? Who's there?" said Farhana as she scanned her dark room, yet there was no one there. "Do you not recognize my voice, my dear?" The voice sounded so commanding and tough, yet also gentle and forgiving. The voice sounded familiar. Farhana then instantly remembered the voice she had heard many times before, the voice that had told her about the demon inside her, the voice that had told her about the holy cock that would cleanse her of the demons with in her. It was the same voice that had told her that her son possessed the holy cock that would cure her. "Is that you Allah, my maker, my god?" said Farhana even though she knew for certain that it was him, her creator, her god. "Yes, it is I my child. Do not feel any shame or guilt; I am the one who took your husband away from this plane of existence. Do not worry about him, he is safe in heaven. I know you must be thinking, "Why did you take him away". It's very simple my child, It paves the way for you to use your son's holy cock. So you can be rid of the demons with in you. After all you are one of my favorite creations on this planet and I cannot bear to lose you to the devil. Now seize this opportunity my dear." Farhana waited a few minutes to see if her creator would speak again but he didn't, she knew he had left. After all, he had said everything he needed to say, he probably had to attend to other matters. But despite all that Farhana still whispered "Thank you for your guidance," she knew that he would hear her gratitude. Farhana finally looked up and saw that Javed was standing in her room looking at her intensely. "How long has he been standing there," she wondered. Javed had been standing there for awhile now. In fact he had been there the whole time, even when Farhana was "communing" with Allah. Javed had come upstairs to check on his mother, he entered her room quietly so she would not be disturbed. When he entered the room, he gasped as he saw his mother on the bed rubbing her clitoris furiously. When she finally stopped and began to talk to her self, she was berating her self for thinking about his cock. On hearing that his cock suddenly seemed to twitch, hearing how badly she wanted his cock had turned him on. He was about to approach her bed and tell her that if she wanted it so badly all she had to do was ask. Just as he was about to take his first step towards her, she suddenly got up from her bed and started to look around the room. "What the hell is she looking at," Javed muttered to himself. Then he witnessed his mother suddenly change the tone of her voice, it sounded similar to when his mother was talking about all that crap about his cock being "holy" and her having some kind of demon inside of her. Javed just stood there disturbed, astonished and very amused at the sight of his mother talking to herself, pretending to be Allah. He knew he should have snapped her out of it but he didn't attempt to, a sick perverse part of him was enjoying this. The sick perverse part being his huge cock or as his mother would put it, his "holy" cock. That brought a wry smile to his face; he knew what he had to do get his mother. His mother's "commune" with Allah was headed in an exciting direction, he realized then that he wouldn't have to try that hard to get his mother. She was more or less ready to be all his. His raging hard-on was straining against his jeans; it needed to be let out. "Soon, very soon," Javed thought to himself. His mother finally looked up and saw him standing there. He could tell his mother was trying to figure out how long he had been in her room. Farhana finally broke the silence, "what is it Javed." "Mum, the most wonderful thing happened to me on the way home. Allah spoke to me...!" He could see Farhana's eye's light up in excitement, she had the most beautiful smile across her face. "He told me about my gift, that it was my responsibility to help you with my holy cock. He told me that I had the power to save you from the hell fire mother. He explained that it would be a long process. He told me that my cum was the key, that ONLY my cum could help you. "He also asked me a question, he asked me whether I loved you or not. And I said I did..." Javed could not finish his sentence as his mothers lips were pressed against his own before he knew it. Farhana's tongue probed the inside of her son's mouth, "No not just my son, but my savior" thought Farhana. Both of them were locked in the most passionate and powerful kiss ever, as they both explored each others mouths, their tongues darting in and out of each others mouths. Both of them had very different reasons as to why they believed that this kiss was so powerful and passionate. Farhana believed that it was due to the fact that it was coming from her savior, one who was blessed by Allah. While Javed believed that it was because his mother was a submissive slut, and that this passion was her need of his cock. What both of them didn't realize was that this passionate kiss represented their love for each other, something both of them would not realize for awhile. Javed felt his mother unbuttoning his pants. She then slowly slid her hand in to his boxers, her cold hands wrapping around Javed's cock. "My holy cock needs some attending to before it can begin the exorcism" said Javed innocently; he wanted to feel his mother's luscious warm lips around his cock. Farhana was more than happy to oblige, "Of course, my dear son". She got onto her knees before Javed; she then pulled his pants and boxes down. Farhana gasped, she still couldn't believe how big her son's monster cock was, "Oh god I want it so bad," she thought to her self. Javed could feel his mother's soft lips parting as his cock entered her mouth. He groaned out in pleasure as soon as his cock was engulfed by his mother. He looked down to see his mothers head moving up and down his cock. Javed wanted to see his mother gag on his cock like she did last time, so he held her head whilst he shoved his member all the way in to her throat. He could feel her mouth tightening around his cock; he could see how much she was enjoying this. Farhana continued sucking her son's cock with passion. She absolutely loved the feeling of her son's monstrous cock hitting the back of her throat, the way it throbbed in her mouth. She loved everything about it and just couldn't wait until her son plowed in to her wet pussy. Farhana believed that finally the demon within her would be quenched. No one had ever satisfied her hunger fully, from her uncle, father, husband, her husband's boss, the black plumber and finally the Imam (priest). All of them had failed, but this time she knew it would be different. Meanwhile Javed felt like he was in paradise "damn this whore really knows how to suck a cock, I wonder if she's done other men besides the Imam," he thought to himself. Javed realized that he was dangerously close to coming and that he needed to take the next step before he lost this opportunity. He tried pulling his mother away from his penis but she was reluctant. She was so wrapped up in sucking the huge monster that she never wanted to release it but she finally relented. Javed pulled her up and then led her to the bed "Lie down mother and spread your legs as far as you can, so I can begin the process of saving you." Farhana obliged immediately, the anticipation of having such a monstrous thing inside her was just too much. The pressure of his throbbing cock on her lips sent over the edge, she came instantly "Oh Allah, he hasn't even put it in yet and I've already come," "What will it do to me when he's finally inside me?" she thought to herself. Javed began by rubbing his cock over his mother's entrance; occasionally he would put the head in about half an inch and pull out. He wanted to tease his mother as much as he could, he knew that she had come already so she clearly wanted it but he wanted to hear it from her. Every time Farhana felt her son pull out the head of his cock, she let out a moan. She wanted him so bad but didn't know if it was because there really some kind of evil demon inside of her or because she was a horny depraved whore. "Put it in son, the demon grows restless within me," she couldn't wait any longer "Put your magnificent holy cock inside me, drive it in hard so the demons can no longer control me and I can be saved from the hellfire". "Are you sure mother, what if it was the demons voice I heard instead of Allah's" replied Javed coyly. "No my son it was definitely Allah, the all mighty, the most powerful for he said the same thing to me. He said that I needed your cock; I need it my son in order to save myself. Trust me my beautiful boy, your mommy needs you and your holy cock," replied Farhana with a renewed sense of conviction. Of course this is what Allah wanted, not her, it was Allah's will that this should happen. " If you say so mother, I love you too much to deny you the chance of saving your self," Javed thought he was so close to getting his mother to admit that it was her will not some made up non-existent beings words, but this would have to do for now. So Javed rammed his cock or as his mother liked to call it, his "holy" cock into her waiting cunt. "OH JAVED! Oh my sweet boy, my savior hurry up and come inside your mother, hurry!" gasped his mother. Only five inches of his hard cock were inside her, yet it was already driving her wild. As more of him entered her she could feel her pussy stretching, to her it felt like her pussy was being ripped apart. "Javed...oh Allah, I'm stretching, your stretching my pussy." cried Farhana. "Don't worry mother just a little more, it'll be easier for you later on." grunted Javed as he continued sliding his massive hose in to his mother. "Yes, your right my son... Oh Allaaah, oh fuck...Allah give me strength." Farhana moaned. Six inches, seven inches, eight inches "No its toooo much, oh Allah it hurts, it hurts Javed. I'm so full. I can't take it." whimpered Farhana breathlessly. "You have to mommy, its Allah's will. You don't want to disobey the all mighty now do you?" asked Javed innocently. He hated playing along like this but damn it felt so good, he didn't want to lose this. "Yes your right my son. Oooooh, oooooh Allah." she moaned. "It's the Shaitan (Devil), yes it must be him, he's trying oooooh, to lead oooooh lead me astray. So ignore my complaints continue ooooh on." Nine inches, ten inches, eleven inches, "Oh Allah, my pussy ooooooh, ooooooh it feels so full. You have to stop Javed." gasped Farhana. "No, don't stop, noooooo oooooh Allah, keep going. Yeah that's it, oooooh, yea keep going. Oh yes son, it feels better now. Keep going," She cooed. Finally twelve inches, "OOOOOH JAVED MOOMMY'S, CUMMM OOOOOH CUMMMIN.....oh fuck, that feels so good baby." gasped Farhana. Hearing his mother struggling to accommodate him inside her made him even harder. Feeling her warm, wet and tight pussy around his cock nearly sent him over the edge just like his mother. But he had the will to hold on "After all my cock is a "holy" one, blessed by the almighty to douse the fire in my mother's hot cunt. Hashanah." he thought to himself. He began ramming his cock in and out of his mother like a piston. All 12 inches in and then out, each time he pulled out it was accompanied by his mother pleading with him to slam back into her. Farhana couldn't believe how full her son's lovely young, throbbing cock could make her feel. She knew it was big, after all she had it stuffed in her mouth TWICE yet she could have never imagined how big and full it would feel inside her. She was awestruck by the sight of her son's monstrous 12 inch pole tearing in to her. The last time she felt this full was 6 months ago when David her plumber had fucked her. That was before he had gone back to Nigeria to visit his family. He had certainly quenched the demon inside her for awhile with his huge black penis, but her son felt a good two inches longer and 3 inches thicker than him. Yet there was a level of intimacy she had never felt with any other man, seeing her son striving so hard to help her in the name of Allah truly made her feel proud to be his mother. She wrapped her legs around him, and pulled him in closer. Farhana kissed him passionately; he returned her kiss with equal passion as both sweat covered bodies pressed even closer than before. "I want you to oooooh; know my sweet baby that mommy's oooooh gawwwdd, that she loves you so much, And is proud of you for ooooooooh Allah, for doing this and finally accepting your religion, oooooh fuck" groaned Farhana as she pulled away from her son's lips. "Yes mother I should have accepted our religion, ugghhhh so damn sight, before. I thank Allah for bringing us so close. Praise the almighty" grunted Javed in between thrusts. "Praise the almighty, ooooooooh.....ooooooh.....fuck.....fuck, I'm coming...I'm coming babyyyy!" she squealed in delight. It still hurt her so bad, but as her son continued onward her helpless pussy expanded a little to accommodate him. It slowly began to feel better and better, the pain was being replaced by pure pleasure. Now that his mother's pussy had expanded, it allowed Javed to pick up the pace. He began to slam his 12 inch cock in and out in one smooth motion. He could tell that by increasing his speed that he was sending ripples of pleasure through his mother's body. He couldn't believe the fact that his mother had come twice already; she must really be enjoying this. Farhana could feel her son picking up the pace and drilling in to her faster and deeper. She tried to match his pace by pressing her hips forward to meet his thrusts. Javed was reaching into places inside of her that had never been touched by any man before. The pleasure of having his monstrous pole inside of her caused every single muscle in her body to tremble. Seeing his mothers boobs sway and jiggle every time he slammed in to her, made him realize that she had the hugest rack he had ever seen. They were slightly saggy yet still quite firm. He grabbed both her mounds as he continued to plow into her, squeezing and fondling the huge globes. He began pinching her hard nipples; the pinch was accompanied by a soft moan and purr from his mother. He began flicking her hard buds with his tongue, and then he finally clamped down on them hungrily. He was once again sucking his mother's tits just like he did when he was a young child. Yet this time it felt so much better "hmmm I wonder why?" he smiled to himself. "Oh Allah, yes that's it, suck on mommy's breast. Yes that's it take care of these lovely mounds," she moaned in ecstasy. "C'mon you mother fucker, fuck me really good. I want your fucking hot seed inside me. I want oooooh fuck, fuck yeah I want it, give it to me you fucker." blurted Farhana. She didn't mean to say that, why did she say something like that out loud? "No ignore what I said, you're a sweet boy oooooh Allah not a mother...fucker....ooooh Allah. It's the shaitan again, don't let him deter you my son. So mother needs your divine semen inside her" she replied quickly trying to rectify what she had said before. "Its ok mommy, I understand but when you said all those dirty things I was close to releasing my divine semen mother. Maybe you should say those things again." he said innocently. He had thought that she had finally given in to her true nature and would be done with this bullshit façade of following some god's orders. But he knew that he had her, that this wouldn't be the last time she needed his "holy" cock. "Alright, Oooooooooh Allah, this feels soooo fucking good. C'mon you mother fucker, ooooooooh ooooooooooh yeah that's it do me harder. Yeah fuck meeee oooooh yeah, oh lord." she moaned in pleasure. "You enjoy your son fucking you don't you, of course you enjoy it. Because mommy's a whore right, she's a fucking whore who loves her son's big cock." said Javed. "Oh yea, mommy's a whore, mommy loves cock, mommy loves white cock, black cock, brown cock, she loves all types of cock. But she loves her little motherfuckers huge monster, oh yes she loves it. Your daddy's cock was nothing compared to yours, he had a little limp dick but my baby boy's oooooh ooooooh got a big one." As soon as she said that she regretted it but she thought it might spur Javed on even more. She was partly right because it did spur Javed on to fuck her even harder just when she thought it wasn't possible to do so. She looked up at him and saw animal intensity, a desire to fuck her "no, no, a desire to save me" she corrected her self. With a renewed sense of desire Javed continued fucking her like an animal gone mad. He wanted to fuck her so hard that she would come begging back to him instantly. As Farhana began experiencing another orgasm she thought that Javed would come soon. But Javed continued pumping his cock in and out of her. Soon one orgasm was followed shortly by another; she eventually lost count of how many orgasms she had experienced. Yet her son continued to fucker her for what felt like an hour to her. "C'mon baby, mommy needs you're cum..... I need your blessed seed inside, oooooh yess baby come in mommy, save her from damnation." she cooed. "Here it comes, mommy, here comes your baby boy's divine seed, I'M COMINGGG MOMMY, oooooh yeah" screamed Javed as he unloaded his hot jizz deep in to his mothers fuck hole. Holy Cock Ch. 02 "Oooooh praise the almighty, oooooh yeah mommy can feel your cum baby, it feels so hot and great. Don't stop, fill my pussy up, drown the demons inside with your divine seed." purred Farhana in pleasure. She could feel load, after load of her son's hot sperm inside of her. It had been awhile since someone had filled her up with so much cum. She absolutely loved the feel of her cunt being filled up with some hot seed. She knew that she should be worried about getting pregnant but at that moment with her son pumping his load into her she didn't give a shit. She wanted more and he kept on spewing more for her. He came so much that Farhana felt some of it spilling out of her pussy and creating a mess. Farhana put her fingers in to her pussy to scoop up a sample so she could taste it. It tasted delicious, her juices mixed with it made it even better. Javed never imagined he would ever see his mother's love hole over flowing with his cum, and what a picture it was. "Thank you, Allah, God, Buddha, Jesus or Alien overlords, if there's any up there, thank you for the best fuck of my life." Despite being exhausted Javed felt his cock stirring, which seemed to like the sight of his mother scooping up his cum to taste. "I don't know if I can fuck her, but it seems like someone loves the taste of cum." Farhana noticed her son getting off the bed holding his "holy" cock. "Wait a minute, he's hard already how can that be, he just fucked my brains out and he's still hard." "Mommy, when Allah spoke to me he told me that when ever my holy cock was hard it meant that it was time for me to give you my divine seed to help you. I have to give it to you no matter where we are. He also told me that the process would be long but once it is finished he would let us both know. So please accept my holy cock." said Javed. Pretending to be the religious and faithful boy his mother always wanted him to be. He felt like a fucking idiot for giving that crazy ass speech but damn it he wanted to feel those luscious lips on his cock. Farhana couldn't help but get misty eyed, truly the almighty worked in mysterious ways. All her life she wanted her son to be as faithful to her religion as she was; now he was as blessed as her as Allah had spoken to him too. The almighty knew her well; why else would he send such a beautiful cock to her. He had always been great to her, whenever a cock would fail to satisfy her mysteriously another one would show up. Seeing the cock there in all its glory had her pussy lips tingling once again. She wanted it inside her again but she didn't think she could handle it, not yet. So she got off the bed, walked up to her son and got on her knees. She then threw her head forward and sucked and licked her son's huge brown cock like a sex crazed woman. She would worship this cock just like she worshipped her God; after all it was a gift. She loved how his cock felt hot and hard in her mouth. She ran her hand up and down his shaft feeling the weight of it and caressing it gently. Seeing her small hands trying to grasp his marvelous cock made her even hornier than before. Her cum filled pussy was once again wet as she ran her tongue across the entire shaft. "That feels great mommy, ooooh damn" groaned Javed in pleasure. Farhana felt her son's hands on her head as she engulfed his entire cocked and forced it into her mouth once again. She loved the taste of her pussy juice and his cum mixed together, it tasted a little salty but she didn't care. Her nostrils were full of his odor. She stopped herself from gagging as she continued to take his cock in her mouth. Her mouth began to foam with saliva as Javed pounded her face with his cock. She then felt his hands grabbing her hair and pulling her with rough strength. She returned his roughness by gripping his rock hard buttocks with her hands as she tried her best to keep his cock in her mouth. She was short breathed and didn't know how long she could last with out passing out. "Javed, are you guys ok?" he heard his aunt ask. "Shit, its Afsana auntie, what the hell should I do." thought Javed to himself His mother was so busy sucking him off she didn't even realize that her sister was calling her. She was intent on tasting his divine seed once again. "Were ok auntie ji." replied Javed quickly. "Well that's good, I heard some shouting so that had me worried. But hurry and come downstairs dinners ready and the whole family is waiting for you two." "Yes were comingggggg" shouted Javed in pure joy. His cock shook in her mouth as he sent wads of hot cum down her throat, choking her. He pulled out of her mouth and sprayed her beautiful face with a volley of hot semen. The sticky cum got in her hair, eyes and nose. She instantly swallowed the hot load in her mouth. The taste of his cum drove her crazy, so she swallowed it hungrily. "Did that feel as good for you as it did for me my son?" she asked with a coy expression as she rubbed his cock on her face. "Yes it did mother, it was amazing but the best thing was providing you with my hot cum, I mean my divine seed so it can help you with your inner demons." he said earnestly with a huge smile. "Oh Allah, thank you for giving me such a considerate son" she said as she kissed the head of his cock as it blew one last load onto her face. "Now we should go downstairs to eat, I am hungry. Looks like your mothers going to need a lot of energy from now on." she said as she wiped his cum from her face and lapped it up from her fingers. "Also not every one will understand how special this is, or believe that we were blessed by Allah himself therefore I think its best if we keep this a secret." she exclaimed. "Yes of course mother no one would understand it, after all there not special like us." "Also mommy, make sure your ready because we still have to expel the demons from your other hole." he winked at her as he walked to his room to change. "I could get used to this." smiled Javed to himself. To be continued... Holy Cock Ch. 03 I would like to thank all of you for your feedback and support. I have enjoyed reading all of your opinions. I would also like to take this opportunity to say that this story is meant to be taken in a tongue-in-cheek manner. It is not meant to be taken in an uber serious manner. It's just plain, ridiculously out there fun (well hopefully it is). Also I received some feedback saying that I've written this story to ridicule Islam and Muslims but that's not my goal the only reason why choose Islam is because simply makes my story standout. I would also like to point out to all those people that you have no problem with reading incestuous stories but you have a problem with your religion being mentioned. Ok I guess that makes sense. Anyways hope you enjoy the story and a huge shout out to my editor j1289o. Some Useful words to know before you read the story: Hijab- A head covering worn in public by some Muslim women. Essentially a scarf. Burqa- A outer garment worn by some Muslim women that covers their whole body when in public. Kuffar- Arabic for "Non-believer". Quran- The religious text of Islam. Imam- spiritual leader of the mosque and Muslim community (essentially a priest). Shalwar- are loose pajama like trousers, worn traditionally by some women of South Asian and Afghanistan/Central Asian decent. Usually worn with a Kameez, which is a long shirt or tunic. Niqab- A veil worn by some Muslim women. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 3 "I better go up and check on those two," thought Afsana as she walked up the stairs. She had sent her nephew Javed up to check on his mother and bring her down so she could eat something. Afsana was worried that they might have gotten in to a fight like they usually do. But she prayed that they weren't because they needed each other right now, it was the only way both of them could cope with Ali's (Javed's father) death. Afsana had never seen her sister Farhana so distraught before, her sister had always seemed so strong. Some would call her sister head-strong or stubborn, especially when it came to religion. Unlike the rest of the family which had assimilated in to the country fairly well and excepting that things were different here than back home. But they hadn't forgotten the roots neither there religious beliefs but Farhana had always been rather "fanatical" about Islam. In her younger day's she would wear the niqab with her black burqa everywhere whether it was in public or in private but she eventually stopped wearing a niqab when she turned 18 or so, which Afsana suspected had something to do with her sister being called a "ninja" all the time. Her sister had learned the Quran by the age of 8, where as Afsana was nearly 16 by the time she had learned it. Despite that her sister recently began taking extra lessons from the local Imaam, he refused to come to the house and take part in the mourning prayers or pay his respects. This had puzzled Afsana a lot; after all it's his duty as the spiritual leader of the community to pay his respects. Although there wasn't anything wrong with Farhana being so "fanatic" about it, after all Afsana her self was a devout Muslim but her sister would always take it to the next level. Trying to forcefully convert every single non-believer or "kuffar" as her sister liked to say. Afsana felt that her sister sometimes would skip the most important aspect of teaching any religion, being a good human being. Her sister was not always good at that, she tended to look down upon any one that was not Muslim, treated them like their existence was an insult to Allah. This view wasn't just restricted to non-believers but also family members, especially her son Javed. Her forcefulness had always made him rebel against her as a teen, as most normally tend to do. But to her sister it was proof that her son had been possessed by demons or something. Hearing stuff like that made Afsana really worry about her sister's well being at times. Obviously being called a demon by your mother doesn't exactly fill a child up with love. So Afsana could certainly understand Javeds anger towards his mother but a lot of the time it seemed like he did things just to anger his mother. But despite all of this Afsana knew that both of them loved each other very much, they just wouldn't admit it. "Their both just too damn stubborn to admit it!" Afsana chuckled to herself as she approached her sisters room. "Oh wow, no shouting or screaming. They really must have worked it out between themselves" she sighed in relief. "Everything seems fine, so I'll leave the two of them alone for a bit longer," she said as she walked away from the room. "Javed...oh Allah, I'm stretching, your stretching my pussy." Afsana stopped dead in her tracks. Afsana just stood there paralyzed she couldn't believe what she just heard, "No way, that's not my sister it can't be, I am just hearing things." she said in denial. "No its toooo much, oh Allah it hurts, it hurts Javed. I'm so full. I can't take it." Afsana was now sure it was definitely her sister moaning in pain but also in pleasure, "are they really having....no they can't it must be something else," she said trying her hardest to convince herself that her sister and her son weren't fucking. Afsana approached the door and put her ear against, she could hear Javed grunting as if he was struggling with something "Is he struggling to get his.....no no no there's no way that they could be having...sex". "OOOOOH JAVED MOOMMY'S, CUMMM OOOOOH COMMMIN.....oh fuck, that feels so good baby." Afsana could not deny it any longer, she had to put a stop to this yet she found herself opening the door quietly and gently. She opened enough of the door to peek in and see with her own eyes if it was true but also prevent them from seeing her. "OMG that cock is fucking huge!" thought Afsana as she gasped in horror of seeing her sister and nephew fucking each other. But her eyes were totally transfixed on her nephew's huge pole. His cock was glistening with what she guessed could only be her sisters juices. She wanted to burst in to the room and stop this, tell the whole house what was going on yet strangely she just couldn't bring herself to do it. Her eyes wandered over to her sister's face, her sister still seemed to be in pain but it looked like she was also beginning to enjoy it. "Why wouldn't she enjoy it I mean fuck look at that thing....no stop, what's wrong with you this is wrong....oh Allah look at him just plowing in to her," she said to herself still trying to decide what to do. She felt her pussy getting wet, this was turning her on. She couldn't stop her hands from drifting down to her crotch. She really wanted to stop but she just couldn't help but rub her clit "Fuck I'm so horny" she cooed. Her husband had never been the greatest lover; the most important thing to her husband was him relieving himself by blowing his load 5 minutes into the sex and leaving her frustrated. When it came to size her husband was definitely well hung but the bastard had the worst stamina ever. Afsana loosened the draw strings on her shalwar; she then put her hand in and began rubbing her clit with fervor. As she began to finger fuck herself she imagined herself the one being fucked by that wondrous cock. She wanted to be the one being stretched by that thing, wanted to feel it fill her up to the brim. Afsana continued watching them fuck like animals; it was sending her over the edge. She knew that he wouldn't last that long either, but she was wrong as Javed continued on fucking her sister. Finally she came like she never had before; it was the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced. Afsana still felt horny and deep down she knew she would until she had that cock in her. Although she didn't understand this whole thing about being saved from the hellfire, some holy cock etc, she was nonetheless riveted by the incestuous fucking unfolding in front of her. She continued to finger herself furiously as Javed finally came in side his mother. "Oh Allah, he came so much that it's overflowing her pussy!" she said in astonishment. What astonished Afsana even more was seeing her sister scoop the creamy cum up that was trickling out of her pussy and then putting it in her mouth. She wanted to run in to the room and kiss her sister's lips to get a taste of that wonderful cum. "I want to lick his cum of my sisters pussy, no stop thinking like that Afsana get your self together," she sighed. Afsana reluctantly hauled herself from the spot somehow. She had no clue as to what she should do. Initially she wanted to burst in to the room and stop them but seeing the way they were fucking each other turned her on so much. But she had never seen the two of them so happy before, it was important that they were there for each other. "Oh fuck this, it really isn't my problem, sure she's my sister and all but I have enough shit to worry about. It's best if I just forget about this." thought Afsana to herself. "Javed, Afa, (sister) are you guys ok?" called out Afsana hoping that the both of them had finally stopped fucking. "Were ok aunty ji." came Javed's reply, his voice sounded strained to Afsana. "Well that's good, I heard some shouting so that had me worried. But hurry and come downstairs, dinners ready and the whole families waiting for you two." she said not knowing if there was anything else she could really say. "Yes were comingggggg," replied Javed at once, now it was clear to Afsana that they were finished with each other. But it was none of her business what they were up to; she believed it would be easy for her to forget what had unfolded in front of her. But as she walked back downstairs she couldn't get the image out of her head, it was almost as if it was on a loop in her head. But the only difference was that she wasn't outside the room watching rather in the room with both her sister and Javed. "I need to leave this madhouse immediately before I do something crazy." she said. _____________________________________________________________________ The Next Day.... "Finally there leaving, don't know how long I could have put up with them." Javed pondered as he smiled at his departing family members. After their first session Javed wanted immediately go back to fucking his mother again yesterday. But some members of his family decided to stay over for the night at least. Which meant Javed restraining himself from getting close to his mother because he knew that there was no way he would be able to stop himself. At one point he was tempted to bend his mother over the table and fuck her right there in front of the whole family. But Javed was neither that brave nor that dumb, deep down he wished he was. He had never really thought much about his mother, but now he couldn't take his eyes off her knowing what was underneath her Shalwar Kameez. Farhana was aware of how frustrated her son was about not being able continue fucking her immediately yesterday. What she wasn't entirely sure about was if her son was really doing this because he felt obligated to follow Allah's will or if he just wanted to fuck her like a whore. In fact she wasn't altogether sure about her own motives, she thought it was to get rid of the demons inside her but she couldn't deny the pleasure she experienced. Just thinking about his monstrous cock made her pussy tingle with excitement. Farhana noticed how her son eye's scanned her body and followed it like a predator who was sizing up his prey. At one point she thought Javed would bend her over the table and fuck her in front of the whole family, the thought of her son ramming his cock in to her whilst every one was watching excited her. Farhana had to admit that she was little disappointed when he didn't. "Pull yourself together woman, don't listen to the demons inside of you. This isn't about your twisted desires; it's about the almighty's will. He wants to save you and has given you the opportunity to save your self from hell fire. So don't waste this chance by being led astray by the demons," she berated herself whilst closing the door. As Farhana turned away from the door she found herself in her son's grip with his lips on hers. It took her a second or two too process what was happening, when she realized that her son was kissing her she parted her lips to allow his tongue to probe her mouth. Javed honestly expected some resistance from her but by now he knew he shouldn't. As both of them continued to kiss each other with fervor, Javed took the opportunity fondle his mother's ass. He began kneading his mother's luscious backside, feeling her soft flesh in between his fingers. His mother moaned in pleasure as his hands continued to explore her ass. Farhana could feel Javed's hard rod up against her already wet crotch. Her panties were soaked from just the thought of having her son's cock inside of her. "I think its time to exorcise some demons from within you mother. So why don't we go to your room?" Javed said as he pulled away from his mother. Farhana nodded in approval, as she walked up the stairs she could once again feel her son's eyes follow her ass up the stairs. Javed just couldn't take his eyes of Farhana's shapely derriere jiggle as they made there way to her room. As Farhana entered the room her mind was instantly flooded with the image of her son atop her plowing his holy cock in to her waiting pussy. As Farhana was lost in her thoughts Javed approached her from behind and placed his hands on her wonderful mounds, whilst at the same time shoving his prick up against her ass. "Oh....Javed," cooed Farhana as she felt her son's hands squeeze her breast and his hard member against her ass. "Why don't you take off your clothes mother and make yourself comfortable?" whispered Javed as he continued to massage his mother's wonderful breasts. Hearing Javed making commands and ordering her in such seductive manner made her shiver. So Farhana was compelled to follow his order, so she obliged by taking of her shalwar and drenched black panties. Just as she was about to take off her hijab her son told her not to take it off. "Why don't you want me to take it off?" asked Farhana in confusion. "Because the hijab is the sign of a good Muslim woman. And you my dear mother are the best. Also we are taking part in a blessed ritual so it would be wrong if you did, in our hastiness last time we forget to take such measures before hand. Without the hijab you would just be common slut." replied Javed earnestly. " Why of course your right my son, I don't know why I question your choices so much when in the end all your doing is trying to help me." Farhana said proudly. She was proud of how her son wanted to help her by making sure that she did not commit a sin. But she couldn't help but get a little excited hearing Javed call her a "slut". "Damn, she bought in to that crap," Javed thought to himself as his mother took of her Kameez and bra. He was amazed that his mother had actually believed the crap he had said. He just wanted to see how much of a hold he had over her, so he was pleasantly surprised that she didn't refuse his command. "Either I'm getting good at this religious crap or she really wants me badly," Javed hoped it was the latter and not the former. "Lie down on the bed mother and please spread your legs as wide as possible. As I need to inspect your pussy before we begin," said Javed in a deadpan tone. He was trying his hardest not to crack up at the absurdity of his request. He had never told a woman that he would inspect their pussy before they began. But he just wanted to see how far he could go with his mother; he wanted to see what her limit was. But as far as he could tell at the moment there seemed to be no limit, as his mother just like before obediently lay down on the bed and lifted her legs up and spread them apart. Farhana was certainly surprised by her son's command at first but she believed whole heartedly that her son was doing this for her own good. But she couldn't deny the fact that she had hoped he would do more than just inspect her wet cunt. She wanted desperately to feel her son's tongue exploring her pussy lips. It had been a long time since she had her fuck-hole eaten out by a man. The last time some one had teased her pussy really good was David. Just thinking about David brought back memories of their sessions together, David had been a plumber who had taken an interest in Islam and wanted to learn, potentially even convert and become a Muslim. So she had agreed to teach him, their sessions eventually turned....... "Oh Allah......!" moaned Farhana in pleasure as she felt Javed place his lips on her nubbin. Javed began swirling his tongue in a clockwise motion around her clit as his mother's moans encouraged him to continue teasing her. "Wow, look at how wet your pussy is mother, what's got you so excited, is it seeing your own son licking your lovely wet cunt?" Javed said as he went back to teasing her clit. "Oooooh.....Javed....Javed, yes...oh, oh yes mommy loves seeing her son play with her...ooh Allah that's it, that's the spot..." she groaned out in pleasure as she felt Javed's tongue dive into her waiting snatch. Farhana wanted to answer he son's question, but she just couldn't because she was on cloud nine but because she didn't really know the answer. She wanted to tell him that she was excited because she was close to redeeming herself. But that would have been a lie, a very bad lie too. She was excited because she wanted her pussy licked; she wanted to come all over her son's mouth. She wanted to see him lap up her juice like a hungry animal. But what excited her most was the fact that it was her son doing it, the feeling deep down of how wrong this was made the experience even better. She now knew that she was deluding herself all this time by calling this Allah's will. It was impossible for it to be his will when it's stated how wrong and sinful this was. The fact that this was such a sin just drove her even wilder. She simply didn't care anymore; she just wanted her son to keep on going. Yet she couldn't bring herself to admit any of this to Javed. To her it seemed that Javed really believed he was saving her from damnation, that he was carrying out Allah's will. She didn't want to discourage him, Farhana knew that she would have to play along with this charade a while longer. "But I can still enjoy this," she thought to herself. "That's it son, that's the spot, keep going mommy's nearly there." said Farhana encouraging her son. Javed continued bobbing his head up and down aggressively as he continued probing the inside of her pussy with his tongue. Every time he found a spot that sent his mother closer to the edge he attacked that area with even more fervor. Farhana just couldn't handle it any longer as her entire body began to shake, fireworks exploded before her eyes as she came like never before. She pushed her son's head into her muff even tighter as she continued gushing and he continued lapping it up. Javed's face was covered with her juices and he loved it. Javed then began to make his way up his mother's body as he grabbed and squeezed her beautiful mounds. He began twisting her nipples and then clamped down on the nipples. He was sucking on them greedily, almost like a new born baby. Having her son sucking on her breast's so ravenously made Farhana come once again. Her baby was once again back in her bosoms. Javed pulled himself off his mother's breast and kissed her waiting mouth. Farhana could taste her juices all over son's mouth as she probed his with her tongue. She was amused by the fact that she actually enjoyed the taste of her self. Holy Cock Ch. 03 "OH ALLAH!!" screamed Farhana in pleasure as she felt her son's monstrous pole plunge deep inside her crevice. Even though her pussy had become much more accustomed to Javed's cock it still felt like to Farhana that she was being stretched even further by his. She looked up at his face and smiled, she couldn't wait till he began fucking in and out of her. She felt Javed pull out his cock and in anticipation she thrust her hips to meet his cock half way but instead she winced in pain. "OH ALLAH JAVED.....oh Allahhh, what are you doing?" shirked Farhana as she realized that Javed had plunged half his rod into her butt hole. Now it was Javed's turn to smile as he saw the confusion and pain on his dear mothers face. Seeing how shocked she was spurred him on further as he plunged another inch or two of his cock into her ass. Her ass was unbelievably tight; he didn't know how much of his cock would fit. Suddenly he felt her hole clench even tighter around his cock making it almost impossible for him to ram his cock in any further. With no option left Javed pulled his member out of his mother's ass, which was followed by a sigh of relief by Farhana. It wasn't the first time Farhana had a cock in her backside but it was the first time something this big with out any lube was shoved in there. So she was glad that her son realized that as she was close tears. Just as Farhana began to relax she was once again in pain. Javed had plunged his cock back into her and this time his whole shaft was inside her. "NOOOOO, JAVED OH FUCK...! FUCK...please your hurting me, please I am begging you my son stop!" whimpered Farhana as she felt her ass hole being ripped apart by the monstrous cock. "No I can't...it's my duty mother....I....I must do this. I have to cleanse both your holes with my holy cock mother so you must take it!" grunted Javed as he began to rock back and forth gaining momentum. Despite there being resistance Javed still managed enough movement so he could begin fucking his mother's ass. Every time Javed rammed his cock into his mother's ass, it would loosen a little. Soon her cries of protest changed into moans of pleasure. Despite being in immense pain Farhana began to enjoy herself as Javed continued his assault on her ass. Javed picked up his pace, which seemed to drive his mother completely wild with pleasure as she began screaming. Hearing her screams out in joy reinvigorated Javed, so he drilled his cock in to his mother with even more power and speed. He had no idea that he had an extra gear in him as he continued fucking her ass. "The bitch is loving this!" he smiled to himself as his mother continued to scream like a madwoman. "YESSSSSS, OOOOHHHH YEAH THAT'S IT...!.JAVED FUCK MOMMY'S ASS, THAT'S...OHHHHH ALLLAH......OH GOD MOMMY LOVES HER ASS BEING VIOLATED...! FUCK ME....FUCK ME." she screamed out in pleasure. "IT HURTSSS SO MUCH .....BUT MOMMY LOVES ITTT...OH ALLAHH GIVE ME STRENGTH!" screamed Farhana not caring who heard her. Javed didn't't know how long he could last so he pulled out of Farhana's ass, he wanted to try something, "Come over here and suck my cock mother, c'mon don't waste any time." Javed ordered his mother. "But....your cock, it's been in my..." Farhana was interrupted mid-sentence by her son's cock. Javed shoved his cock into his mother's mouth; he held her head in place as he shoved it all the way in until he felt the back of her throat. He could hear his mother gagging not only because her mouth was stuffed with his shaft but probably because she could taste her shit hole on his cock. He then began fucking her mouth thrusting his cock into her mouth, every thrust was accompanied by his ball's slamming up against his mother's chin. Farhana felt her son moving his hands away from her head. She could easily pull her mouth away from his cock; she wouldn't have to put up with tasting her own ass hole. Yet she somehow felt compelled to continue sucking his cock. She pulled away from his cock to catch her breath again and then opened her mouth and took him completely. Her head was bobbing up and down his shaft vigorously, she was now enjoying this. She couldn't deny the fact that she just simply loved sucking cock. She began licking his shaft, breathing in the repugnant smell of her butt hole on his cock. But it didn't bother her anymore. She placed both her hands on the side of his hips to get better grip before she swallowed his cock again. She looked up at his face, her eye's met his, she could see the pleasure he was getting out of this. It suddenly hit her, he didn't care about saving her from damnation or helping her quench the demons inside of her. It was never about religion, he just enjoyed the control he had over her, and she loved it. She loved being controlled by her son, being used; she was just as perverse as her son. "Do you like the sight of mommy sucking your stinky cock? you do don't you. You like mommy being your slut, your slave, that's why you played along with my delusions didn't you. Well don't worry she's all yours." She said, realizing that there was no turning back. Javed was now just smiling, he'd finally gotten her to admit that she was a slut and now she was all his. "Well then, why did you stop sucking on my cock, I don't remember telling you to stop," fired back Javed. With one final look up at Javed's face Farhana began to take his cock back into her mouth. Her mouth was a mixture of warmth and softness, adding to the ecstasy that Javed was experiencing already. The shaft began to slide towards her throat but she didn't stop as it continued to move along smoothly until it finally hit the back of her throat. She held him like that for awhile, whilst Javed marveled at how great his mother was at deepthroating. Her nose was up against his pubic hair, she opened her mouth a little wider and part of his scrotum went in. Yet she still continued to hold on until she realized she was fast running out of breath so she released his cock. She then began licking and sucking his cock, kissing the entire length of the shaft. After which her head was once again between his legs with her mouth clamped over his entire cock. As her head began to move up and down his entire length Javed knew he was close to bursting. "Oh yeah cum all over my face, cum all over your sluts face, c'mon give it to me!" commanded Farhana and Javed was more than willing to oblige. The first blast of her son's hot seed hit her gaping mouth and she swallowed it immediately. The next wad of cum hit the sides of her hijab, the next completely missed her and hit the floor. Javed continued unloading his seeds all over his mothers face, not an inch was spared. Seeing her open mouth full of cum, seeing her black hijab stained with his white sticky seed, seeing some of it trickle all the way down to her breasts made him even hornier. Farhana was in disbelief at the amount that her son just unloaded all over her face. She wiped some of the come off her face and began to lick it off the palm of her hand. She loved the taste and thought it might help wash away the taste of her own shit hole. As she looked up at her son, she could see that his cock was still semi hard, which brought a smile to her face. "Wow you still want a piece of me don't you, your cock must truly be holy if it's still this hard." said Farhana as she squeezed her son's shaft. "Trust me "mommy" your son always wants a piece of you, so how about you get back on the bed so I can drill your pussy with my holy cock." said Javed winking at his mother. "I could get used to this," smiled Farhana to herself as she lay down on the bed again awaiting her son's holy cock. To be continued...