4 comments/ 115043 views/ 38 favorites Mom Has a Secret By: arrow_poison Author's Note: This story is a sequel to one of my earlier stories 'Missing magazines'. However, the story is complete in itself. All the characters are fictional and are creation of my imagination. My sincere thanks to simmran1 for reading and editing my story. Chapter 1 I parked the car in the parking area of the railway station. The parking attendant quickly moved in front of my car. He scribbled my car's license number on the parking ticket, tore it into two pieces and pasted one on the front bumper of the car. Then he handed the remaining half of the ticket to me. I grabbed it and rushed to the first class entrance. I entered onto the platform before the train had arrived. I slowed my pace and looked at my wristwatch. It was half past ten in the night. The train was scheduled at ten thirty five; so I had five minutes to wait. It was a cold late November night. A couple of days ago, there was news of snowfall in the hills. That explained the sudden drop in temperature. There were not many people around. I could see only a few scattered here and there...a few more standing by the tea shop sipping their cups of hot tea. My body shivered as a gentle cold breeze touched me. I closed my jacket properly, zipping up the front. Hot tea would be a good idea. I thought. All of a sudden, the silence prevailing at the platform was disrupted. A female voice on a blaring speaker announced the arrival of the train. I dropped the idea of tea, walked to the front and waited impatiently. Within a minute, the roaring engine entered into the station and passed in front of me. I stood silently, watching the coaches moving past me one by one. I was trying to look calm however; my mind was in a state of continuous excitement. Slowly, the train halted. I scurried toward the reserved compartment. I was midway when I saw Rosy descending from a first class coach. She immediately saw me. Her face lit up with a warm smile and she waved at me. I walked over to receive my beautiful sister. In the last five months, since I last saw her, Rosy seemed to have blossomed into a more beautiful woman. Her round face appeared puffier than the last time. Yet she looked gorgeous...just stunning...the way she always looked. I silently admired the exquisite beauty of my dear sister. I realized how lucky I was to have her as my sister and be her lover. I desperately wanted to take her in my arm, kiss her rosy lips, strip her and fuck her hard. I felt a gentle stirring between my loins. Rosy caught me gazing at her. She face turned little crimson. "Where's your luggage?" I asked her. She pointed at her attaché-case, which was kept near the door of the coach. I immediately picked it up. "Let's go." We walked out of the station, to the parking area. I unlocked the front door of our car. While she settled on the driver's side seat, I hurled the attaché-case on the back seat. Then I sat at the driver's seat and turned on the engine. Slowly, I maneuvered my car through the maze of haphazardly parked cars and brought it to the exit. I handed the parking ticket and the money to the attendant and sped the car on the near empty road. We drove silently. Many things were going through my mind, and probably hers as well. Our house was a fifteen-minute drive from the railway station. But I was in no hurry. The car was now passing through an isolated road. I suddenly hurled to a side, hit the brakes and switched off the engine. Rosy gave me a surprised look but I could see the smirk on her face. I turned toward her, forcibly pulled her into my arm, lowered my face to hers and pressed my lips to hers. She responded positively licking my lips with her tongue. I opened my mouth and let her moist tongue enter between my lips. I could feel my cock growing inside the confines of my jeans. A car appeared at the far end of the road. The windshield was suddenly illuminated for a fraction of second. Alarmed, we immediately broke the kiss and reverted back to our seats. I realized that I was panting with excitement. My cock had already swelled and was straining hard inside my tight jeans. I started the car again. I didn't try to speed up the car and drove at a leisurely pace. Rosy moved closer to me and rested her head over my shoulder. I put my one arm around her shoulder and drove with other hand. It was little risky but the road was empty and I was driving very slowly. I was in no hurry to reach home. I was with my loving sister after such a long time and I wanted our journey to last forever. Once at home, probably we wouldn't get many opportunities to be alone. "Did you miss me?" She asked suddenly. "Nah..." I replied mischievously. "Really?" Rosy brought her lips close to me and kissed my cheek. I felt her warm breath over my neck. She then took my hand off her shoulder and gently placed it over her thighs. I felt another stirring in my loins. I tried to rub her thigh but she didn't let me do it. She continued holding my hand and slowly placed it over her stomach. With her hand, she allowed my hand to roam over her belly. Intrigued by her behavior, I looked at her. "Can you feel something?" I caressed her stomach. Her stomach appeared a little swollen but I didn't find that unusual. "No." Rosy took a deep breath and whispered in my ear. "I'm pregnant." "What...?" I exclaimed. "Yes...see." She released my hand, lifted her kurta then guided my hand to explore her bare belly. I touched the bare skin of her bulging belly. It was more pronounced than I had remembered. I didn't notice it at the station as she was wearing a loose fitting kurta. "That's really good. Congratulations. Sandeep must be very happy." "Yeah...he's happy." She spoke. "So...when am I going to be uncle?" "You should ask, when am I going to be a Dad?" My foot pressed on the accelerator; the car lurched forward and sped up. "Stop." She yelled. "What're you doing?" I controlled my senses; released the pressure on the pedal bringing the car back to its original speed. I looked at my dear sister...unbelievingly. "Yes...it's your child." As if she understood the question rising in my mind. "You're the father." "Me...!" I was flabbergasted. "How...how...is it possible?" "Because we screwed day and night during my last visit." She spoke somewhat sarcastically. "I'm sure you know babies are made that way." "Yes...yes..."I was still not believing." How can you be so sure?" "Come on Rohan." She laughed. "Don't be so stupid. Only a mother can tell who the real father is." I felt my hands shivering over the driving wheel. She must be right. During her last visit, Rosy was forced to share my room because of a repair work at our house. We indulged in massive fucking sessions every night. It actually never occurred to me that I could impregnate her with my seed. I never really believed it...never gave a thought. At that time, screwing her was our only priority and we never missed an opportunity. I fucked her again and again. We spent each and every night fucking our brains out. My horny sister was an equal accomplice in our incestuous love affair. She was married and was more aware of this fact but she never mentioned it to me. She never asked me to wear a protection. And now she was informing me that I was going to be the father of her child. My fingers began trembling violently. I realized that my entire body was shaking. All of a sudden, I was overwhelmed by an unknown fear. I gripped the steering wheel very rigidly. "Sandeep...he knows about it?" "About the baby...yes...can't hide such things from him...you know." Even in the cold late November night, I could feel beads of perspiration appearing on my forehead. "But he doesn't know about the real father." She gave me a assuring smile. "He thinks that it's his child." "Phew...!" A deep breath escaped my mouth. Relaxing the grip from the steering wheel, I looked at my dear sister. She was smiling mischievously. I was feeling a little stupid. It was obvious that she wouldn't tell her husband about the identity of the true father of her child. It was not possible for an Indian girl to admit that she had conceived from her own brother's sperm. Our society was not yet advanced enough to accept that. She could never tell the truth to anyone. Neither do I. I pondered over the fact. The thought of becoming a father at a tender age of nineteen was something beyond my comprehension. "You remember my last visit," She continued. "Those were my peek days...I was ovulating." "What's that?" I stared at her incredulously. It didn't make any sense to me. I knew that fucking...but this peek day's stuff make babies. Rosy sensed my confusion. "Actually it's the midway between the two periods. Those days a woman is very fertile. You know about periods?" I nodded my head in agreement. "When I went back, my periods were about to begin. I was aware that I might conceive, so I let Sandeep fuck me daily. I missed my period but I told him only after same more days have passed." "Didn't he know about your periods?" I was still apprehensive. "Yes, he knows." She chuckled. "But only when I tell him. Men don't keep count of the days; they are more interested in tearing off our panties and ramming their cock into our pussies. It's a woman thing. Don't be afraid...he'll never learn the truth." I was feeling more relaxed now. My hand slipped off her belly, into the joint between her thighs. Rosy sensed my hand moving between her thighs. "What're you doing?" She shouted but made no attempt to stop me. I forced my hand over her supple mound and felt her pussy. Her thighs twitched and she spread her thighs a little to accommodate my hand. I poked my finger into her cunt through the material of her dress feeling her puffy lips. She reached for my crotch, unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped my fly. I lifted my ass a little off the seat as she pulled my cock out of its confine. A tremor ran down my spine as her cold fingers touched my hot dick. "God...it's hot." She whispered in my ears as she massaged my cock. "Let me warm my cold fingers." "Sure...you can warm your lips too." I replied lecherously. She laughed and gently ran her fingers along the length of my shaft. "I missed it very badly. Did you miss me?" "If its about your pussy," I replied mischievously. "Yes I did. I'm dying to fuck you again. See...! I put my left hand over her hand gripping my rigid boner and squeezed lightly. "Okay...little bro...while you drive carefully...I'll take care of your swelling." She lowered her head between the steering wheel and my body, and then flicked the tip of my cock with her tongue. "Ahh..." I moaned with excitement; my hands suddenly gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Be careful..." She whispered hoarsely. "I am...go ahead...suck my cock. Make me come in your mouth." I reduced the speed even further. The car was now running at a snails pace. "Ummmm...," She murmured aloud as she slipped her lips over my throbbing knob. My body twitched with excitement. Rosy licked my cock head with her moist tongue running it over the swollen head. Slowly, her lips sunk even further down and soon the whole cock length was buried inside her hungry mouth. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, trying to concentrated on my driving. It was getting difficult with every flick of her tongue over my cock. Luckily, the road was mostly empty and there was no traffic at all. Rosy fervently sucked my cock, moving her lips up and down along the length. There was not much space between my crotch and the steering wheel; and on every up stroke, back of her head was hitting the wheel gently. However, she didn't complain and continued sucking my boner. I realized that I wouldn't last long. The cum seething in my balls for almost four months was dying to come out with a massive eruption. Oh...god...how I've waited for this moment. Rosy sucked my cock hungrily. I was ready for releasing my load into my sister's eager hungry mouth. I pressed the brake pedal and after releasing my grip from the steering wheel, grabbed her head with my both hands forcing it over my cock. The car jerked and stopped on sudden engagement of brake. "Ohhhhhhh...Rosy...yeahhhhhhhh." I moaned loudly. She didn't pay any attention to my moans and kept on sucking. Finally, I was ready to go. Without any warning my cock erupted in her mouth. It was the most fascinating orgasm I had had in the last five months. My cock erupted again and again. Rosy didn't flinch. She hungrily drank every drop of cum released from my cock. Once my throbbing cock subsided, I released my hands from her head. I put them back on the wheel but made no attempt to start the car. My leg was still pressing the brake pedal. She sucked, milking my cock, squeezing every drop out of it. Finally, the shooting ceased. My cock began to shrink and then she let it go. She returned back to her seat. I looked at her. Even in the darkness of our car, I could see the white cum sticking to her lips. She licked her lips greedily. "That was fantastic...Rosy." I spoke hoarsely. "You're the best cock sucker of the world." "Really...!" She gave me a nasty grin. "I didn't know you're so popular among girls. How many girls have sucked your cock?" I gave her a resigned look. "Only one. But I know you're the best." She lowered her head and kissed me. I tasted my own cum over her lips. "You're also the best...brother," She whispered. "Lets go now." I eased the pressure from the brake pedal, changed the gear to neutral and started the car. Rosy took a handkerchief from her purse and wiped my flaccid cock. Then she helped to push my pants up, tucked my cock inside and zipped the fly back. "Lets go. Mom will be waiting." I hit the accelerator and began driving at a leisurely pace. We were nearing our home and in about another five minutes, I stopped the car at the front of our gate. I stared at my wristwatch; it was ten past eleven. I left the engine running, got down from the car and opened the front gate. Then, I slowly drove the car into the portico. The front door was not yet opened. It seemed that our parents had not heard the sound of my car entering the gate. I killed the engine, but made no attempt to get out. I lovingly stared at my sister. I gently took her hand into my hands. "When're we going to meet in a loving situation?" "I don't know..." She whispered; she brought her lips closer to me. Our lips met. "Don't worry I'll manage. You just be ready to return your end of the bargain." I knew what she meant. It would be my turn to go down on her the next time we would have a chance for intimacy. I was ready for that. There was nothing better than sitting between my sisters wide open legs and give her a tongue-lashing. "If you like...I can start right here." I said mischievously. "I'm starving to eat you right now, my sister." She laughed and we kissed again. This time a long lingering incestuous kiss. I slipped my arms around her waist and dragged her body to me. Rosy slipped her moist tongue inside my mouth and I sucked it hungrily. Suddenly, there was a gentle clicking sound and the entire portico was illuminated. Rosy and I retracted with lightning speed. Mother was standing near the switchboard. I didn't know for how long she had been standing there for I had not seen her when I stopped the car inside the gate. "What you two are doing in the car?" Our mother smiled. "Come on...it's cold out here. You can finish your talk in the living room." Rosy immediately opened her side of door and got out of the car. "Oh...mom." She ran to the mother and hugged her. I didn't wait to see them changing pleasantries; I just proceeded through the open garage door. I parked the car but didn't come out. Rosy and I just had a very narrow escape. In that brief moment of carelessness, my secret incestuous relationship with my sister was about to be exposed. I cursed myself for my foolishness. We had been lucky. Because of the darkness our mother couldn't see us kissing in the car...or...did she. I didn't have the answer. Also the news about pregnancy... It had taken me by surprise. I never had thought that I could get my sister pregnant. It appeared so weird...so unbelievable. But deep inside, I felt euphoric. I felt like a complete man... a man who could satisfy a woman in bed and also could help her conceive with his seed. "I'd be a father in some months." I mused. "Rohan...what're you doing there...?" I woke from my reverie. Mother was standing at the door. "Come inside." I followed her to the living room. Mother locked the door once I was inside the room. In one corner of the room, Rosy was engaged in an animated talk with dad. She noticed me coming inside but paid no attention. Everything appeared fine. I dropped the luggage in a corner and joined them in their discussion. For about half an hour I silently watched my sister talking enthusiastically to our parents. My mind had been reeling with the anticipation. My cock was rock hard in my pants and I was finding it difficult to hide the swollen area of my shorts. Mother left the talk half way and went to the kitchen. Soon she called us for dinner. We dined together. While dining, I came to know that my parents were already aware of Rosie's pregnancy. I was the last person to learn about it. After the dinner, mother informed she had made arrangements for Rosy in the guest room. It was opposite to the our parent's bedroom at the other end of corridor. That way mother would always be available to take care of her. Rosy argued and asked to be shifted to her own room on the first floor. But mother refused. Mom refused to listen Rosie's arguments. "You'll stay in the guest room. I don't want you to use stairs in this condition." "But mommy." Rosy protested. "No...I've decided." She didn't listen to her. "You'll stay in the guest room." Rosy looked at my unhappy face and then diverted her gaze. "Okay..." She resigned. "As you say. Please make my bed. I'm feeling tired." "It's ready dear." Mom was beaming with delight. "Now go and get some rest. Rohan will put your attaché-case in there." Rosy washed her hands and immediately went to her assigned room. It was at the end of the corridor. After that the staircase leading to my room starts. I waited for some time, then took her luggage and went to her room. I gently knocked at the door and entered inside. Rosy had changed into her favorite rosy nightgown. I kept the attaché-case on the bed and then looked at my sister. She came closer to me. "Don't sleep..." She whispered. "wait for me." Then she started looking at my mother who followed me with a glass of milk. I winked at my sister and went outside. I immediately rushed to my bedroom. My heart was leaping with joy. Chapter 2 I must have dozed off, because I could not realize the time when I woke up. The room was completely engulfed in the darkness with only a tiny orange light emanating from the mosquito repellent. There was a soft movement at the door, probably the reason why I woke up. The door was not locked from inside. With droopy eyes, I watched as the vague outline of the door opened. I silhouette slipped inside my room. I knew who the intruder was. All of a sudden, my heart started beating with anticipation. Blood started rushing to my loins and I could feel the sudden stirring. Rosy closed the doors and locked it from inside. I watched her silhouette as she began to undress. She undid her gown and dropped it on the floor. Then she climbed onto my bed. "Rosy?" I asked in an excited voice. "Shut up." Came her husky whispered reply. "Keep your voice down." Mom Has a Secret "Sorry." I lowered my pitch. She slowly slipped inside the covers beside me. I felt her warm naked body against me. Ever since I started fucking my sister, I preferred sleeping naked. Now it had become a habit. I felt her hand moving across my chest. Then it slid down over my stomach and finally she gripped my raging cock. She squeezed and released it alternately, gently pulling the foreskin. "Baby...I missed it very badly," She whispered. I could feel her hot breath over my lips. "My pussy needs it...very badly." She kissed me. I responded by passionately returning her kiss. My hand immediately moved between her thighs. I touched her wet fat pussy lips. It was different. I remembered; she had nice trimmed hair adorning her delicious pussy. I had always loved the feel of coarse curly hair touching my tongue while going down on her. It was gone now. her pussy was bald, smooth like the skin of a child. "Wow...!" I rubbed my fingers over her wet puffy lips. "you've changed." "My gynecologist asked me to shave it." She whispered apologetically. "I know you like it hairy...sorry." "Yeah...a nicely trimmed one..." I replied gently running my finger over her soaking slit. "the way you always keep it. But who said I don't liked a shaved one?" I pushed my finger deep inside her pussy. Rosy moaned with pleasure. "Eat my pussy. I want to feel your tongue inside me." "As you command my dear sis." I proceeded to get up. But she stopped me and pushed me on my back. "Just lay as you are." She said huskily. "I'm going to feed you my pussy." She moved and stood over me with her legs on the both side of my chest. In the dim light spread in my room, I watched her silhouette as she lowered her cunt over my face. I stuck my tongue out, waiting to touch her soaked pussy lips. My nostrils were filled with the scent of her arouse pussy. My projected tongue brushed against the soft lips of her moist pussy. I flicked my tongue over her labia, drinking the tangy overflowing juices. My mind began to reel with delight. She pressed further down on my face. I cupped her pussy with my mouth and pushed my tongue deep inside her slit. Rosy moaned noisily. I began fucking her cunt with my tongue, in and out, in and out. She started whimpering, grinding her inflamed pussy over my lips. Her cunt was dripping profusely. I greedily lapped her juices, drinking every drop of that sweet nectar. At that moment, there wasn't anything other more thrilling than sucking a dripping pussy of my horny sister. I sucked my sister's pussy with fervor. She kneeled forward and supported her body on her hands. I could feel my nose and forehead brushing against her inflated belly. It drove me wild with lust. I pulled my tongue out and flicked it over her engorged clit. I drew it between my lips and teased it gently. Rosy went crazy above me. She ground her pussy deep into my lips and yelled. She was making a lot of noises. I was afraid that someone downstairs might overhear her. I wanted to tell her to be careful but I didn't. I lapped furiously at her dripping pussy. Rosy whimpered, moaned, and gyrated her body. She was groaning and thrusting her pussy onto my face. There was moisture everywhere oozing out of her pussy. I feasted on her love potion. I folded my tongue and fucked her pussy. My tongue began to ache with effort but I didn't relent. I reached up and touched her anus with my fingers. For some seconds my finger prodded with her ass hole. Then, I thrust my finger deep inside her anus. That finally pushed her over the edge as she cried and pushed her pussy hard into my face. Her thighs squeezed my head tightly. Her body was shivering violently and her cunt overflowed in my mouth. I lapped every drop of her delicious nectar. Her body collapsed over my face. She was panting and breathing heavily. I gasped for air, but didn't remove my tongue out of her pussy. She sensed my condition and moved to my side. I watched her pussy moving away from my probing lips. Reluctantly. I inhaled deeply, sucking the fresh air. We both lay there silently gasping for breath. Her leg was still over my chest, her wet pussy nudging against my shoulder. After a while, she removed her leg from my chest. Then, I felt her hands over my erect cock. I lay still as she played with my cock. "It's wonderful Rohan." She gently squeezed my rigid boner. "I really missed this very much. Thanks." "For what?" "For everything...for making me happy." "My pleasure." I touched her shaved pussy. "I too missed you." She laughed and kissed me. "But I want to fuck you now...!" I was dying to fuck my horny sister. I ran my finger along her slit. "can I?" "Sure junior." She smiled. "Today is your day. Just relax and let me do all the fucking," she asserted. She got up and straddled my body between her legs. She lowered her body and I felt her hand lifting my cock. Slowly the tip touched the soft fold of my sister's pussy. I squealed in delight. Rosy didn't let my cock penetrate her pussy. She played with my boner, gently rubbing it over her hot lips. I could feel her juices soaking my shaft. "Please..." I moaned. I was dying to feel my cock ravishing her velvety depths. Rosy scrambled up my body, wailed huskily, "God I need your big cock dear." Slowly, I felt her puffy pussy lips began to engulf my hard on; she sank down on my throbbing, aching cock. My hard meat slipped deep into my sister's ravenous pussy. "Yesss!" My sister screamed. She rode me hard for several seconds. Her pussy felt so damned good, hot and slick slipping up and down on my hard cock. I reached for the headboard and arched my body up, driving my cock deep into my sister's hot pussy. Rosy moved in unison with me, her cunt lips tightening around my cock to keep us joined. I closed my eyes in ecstasy as my hard cock continued with its blissful journey, gently pounding her pussy from beneath. Her pussy like a soft silken glove around my cock, was trying to milk my erect cock as I wormed my way in and out of slick wet passage. We were caught up in the sheer incestuous carnality of the moment. Reveling in our desire and lust for each other, the taboo pleasure had broken all the restraints. Rosy was moaning loudly, completely oblivion of the fact that her moans could be heard downstairs. She moved deftly up and down in a wild frenzy on my swollen cock. Her cunt juices were outpouring, flooding like a geyser, inundating my dick with her incestuous creams. Her pussy felt like a fiery furnace as I savored her steaming juices and continued to thrust in and out of her. Her bulged tummy rubbed against my abdomen as she rode my cock. My mind reeled with extreme pleasure. I continued to hammer my cock into her soaked pussy. I realized that I was now pumping her faster and harder. "I...I love your bigger cock, AAhhh..., god it feels so good in me... sooo good! Fuck me....fuck me....AAhhh...AAhhh...don't stop fuckinggg meee, Ohhhhhhh...!" She muttered passionately. Faster and harder, I plunged deep into my sister's pussy. I could feel a tickling sensation at the base of my cock that was growing strong with every passing second. I could also feel the throbbing of her spongy pussy lips. My sister rode harder much like an unstoppable sexual beast. Her face was contorted with lust and pleasure as she stared at me, her eyes filled with love and desire. The tickling sensation reached to its crescendo. I could hold on no longer and with a loud moan, I thrust deep into sister's pussy and began to cum. I exploded with intense jets of hot, thick cum as I flooded her womb with my cum. Rosy cried as my orgasm triggered her orgasm too. She lost control and collapsed over me. She screamed wordlessly as her body shook and convulsed. Her violently quivering pussy lips clutched my cock in her fiery grip. Her whole body shook with an unfathomable pleasure. My room echoed with groans of pleasure and lust and it smelled of the sharp musky fragrance of our love juices. My cock erupted again and again inside her. Her warm pussy readily accepted my seed with her loving embrace. Rosy pressed her breasts against my chest and kissed me with her sweaty lips. I could also feel her engorged belly pressing against my abdomen. "I love you Rohan...." Her body went limp. Her pussy muscles worked involuntarily, milking the last of my spunk from my aching cock. We remained in locked position, reveling in our incestuous passion. We were no more brother and sister. She was my woman; my own seed was taking the shape of a new life inside her womb. She would be the mother of my child. Finally she slid off me and collapsed on my side. She was still trying to catch her breath. I rolled to my side, propped my head on my elbow and looked at my dear sister. At that very moment, something caught my eye. My eyes glanced toward the door. A loud gurgling sound came out of my mouth. "Mother...!" Even in the darkened room, it was not difficult to guess that the vogue silhouette standing at my door belonged to my mother. Rosy was quick to respond to my alarm. She spun around on the bed and looked at the door. "Mom...?" She whispered in surprise. I didn't knew how long our mother had been standing at the door. Rosy and I were so lost in our incestuous lovemaking that we failed to notice when mom opened the door and entered inside. I stared at my mother in horror. She was standing at the door. Completely motionless. I didn't know what to do. Mom had probably seen everything. Everything that we had been doing since last half an hour. Rosy jumped off the and stood by the bed. She made no attempt to cover herself. "Mom...listen." She began to move toward her. Mother immediately turned and went out of the room. Rosy followed her to the door. She stopped at the door and watch her climb down the stairs. In the silence of the darkness, I could hear the gentle sound of my mother's footsteps as she descended the stairs. When the sound of her footsteps subsided. Rosy turned and switched on the night lamp. A dim yellow light filled my darkened room. I was shivering and sweating profusely. I wiped my face with the bed cover and stared at my naked sister. Rosy didn't looked perturbed. "Don't worry," She came close to me and calmly patted on my shoulder. "Don't worry...mom's not going to tell anyone about this." "But how...!" I looked at her in amazement. "How can you so sure." Rosy gave me a mysterious smile. "I know she'll not tell. I'll talk to her." She picked up her clothes from the floor and quickly began to dress. She used her panties to wipe the oozing cum from her pussy. Then she tossed it over to me. "Keep it honey...for tonight." She grinned as she lowered her gown over her body. "I'll take them back...tomorrow." "And relax...nothing going to happen." She smiled and left the room. I watched her go. I was still perspiring, now gripped with fear. I looked at the cum drenched panties of my sister. I would have loved to sniff and lick it. But at that moment, I was too terrified to think about anything other than my mother. I climbed off my bed, went to the bathroom and dropped her panties in the washing hamper. I then returned back to my room, switched off the lamp and slipped in my bed. An eerie silence prevailed in the room. I tried to sleep unsuccessfully, tossing and turning in the bed. I was extremely restless. Even after the assurance from my sister, I was afraid. After trying unsuccessfully for about half an hour, I got down from the bed. I realized that until I talk with Rosy I couldn't relax. I opened the door and noiselessly went downstairs. Only a night lamp was glowing at the far end otherwise the corridor was covered in darkness. There were no lights inside my sister's room. I gently tapped the door. There was no response. I waited impatiently, then knocked again. The bed spring creaked and I heard the soft whisper of my sister, "Who's it." She was apparently standing close to the door on the other side. "It's me." I whispered." Please open." The door opened slowly. She grabbed my hand and pulled me inside shutting the door behind. "What're you doing here?" She whispered sharply. "I told you not to come in my room." "I can't sleep. I need to talk to you." "We can talk tomorrow." "No..." I replied sharply. "I am afraid, and I'm not able to sleep. Please...did you talk to mother?" She didn't reply. Instead I heard the flicking of the light switch and suddenly the room was illuminated with a dull yellow light. I stared at my sister. She was smiling. "I told you not to worry." "Did you talk with mother?" "Yes." She replied with a sense of great achievement. "she's not talking to anyone...rest assured." I looked at her beautiful face. I knew she wasn't lying. I exhaled deeply, suddenly feeling relaxed. As if some heavy load had been removed from my shoulders. Rosy was intently staring at me. She moved closer to me. "You should stop worrying darling..." She squeezed my flaccid cock from above my shorts. "Make sure it's ready when I fuck you tomorrow." "How can be you so sure?" I tried to neglect the stirring that was started by her touch. "She won't talk." She was confident. Her hand slipped inside my shorts and gripped my cock. I became curious. There was something she was not telling to me. "You're hiding something." Her smile became wider. She squeezed my cock that was showing signs of revival. "Tell me." She moved closer to me. "I know something about our mother..." She was still smiling mysteriously. "An old dirty secret of hers. I never shared it with anyone. I just made a bargain with her." Her tone suddenly excited me. I grabbed her arms. "Tell me about it? Please..." She smiled again. "Please..." I was dying to know the secret. "Do you remember Raghu? Our former servant." "Yes..." I recalled. Raghu was a servant at our house. About six years ago, he suddenly disappeared and never returned. Our father thought he might have stolen something and ran away. But it was proved false later. He didn't take anything from our house. He even left his own belongings and never came back to claim it. "Do you know...why he disappeared so suddenly?" "No. I believe it's still a mystery to us all." "Make a guess." My sister's smile got wider. I knew she was hinting at something nasty, but I was confused. I looked back at her questioningly. "He ran away...because I caught him." "Caught him doing what?" I was getting restless. "He...my dear brother," She stared at me mischievously and then dropped the bomb. "Was screwing our mother." I stared at Rosy in stunned silence. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Our dear homely mother screwing our household help made no sense. Unbelievable...that couldn't be possible. "You're lying..." My voice was quivering. "Did you really see it? You might have been mistaken?" "My eyesight is 20-20." She was serious. "I watched them for half an hour and on a bright sunny afternoon. I watched everything...everything. When Raghu sucked her pussy...when he put his cock inside her...when he fucked her and when he came inside her. Everything my dear sisfucker." "And mother?" "She enjoyed it...begging him to fuck her harder... just like me." Rosy grinned. "After all she's my mother." A wanton sensation began to rush through my body. I realized that my body was quivering with excitement. It was weird but very amorous. My cock swelled in my sister's hand. My homely mother had actually cheated on my father in the past. Ours was a traditional orthodox kind of family. Mother was a simple homemaker. She always wore plain traditional dresses. Our parents' sex life was strictly private. I never saw my parents kissing or even hugging. I always believed she probably had never seen a cock other than my father's. At times, I even mused if my parents actually copulated on a regular basis. This new revelation came as a shock...our mother, screwing Raghu. "Dad knows about it?" "I think not." She replied. "They both saw me watching. I didn't say anything. Just went to my room. Later she came to my room that night." "Really?" "Yes...she accepted everything. She revealed she had been screwing Raghu for quite some time. She told me that she wasn't getting sex from dad and in her horniness she fell for young Raghu. Raghu was more than willing to satisfy. She begged me not to be angry with her and not to tell dad." I listened to her words intently. She ran her fingertips down my body again, this time letting them slide underneath my shorts and all the way down to the base of my pulsating cock. I moaned letting her grip my hard on, wanting so badly for her to stroke me. Her grip was suddenly strong on my cock that had grown back to mammoth proportions. She began to squeeze and release it. She was so close it hurt. She leaned forward and put her lips to my ear. "What she didn't know was, " She giggled. "I certainly wasn't angry with her. Rather I was horny. Watching mommy and Raghu fucking so feverishly made me horny." I grinned. "You know, Raghu had a nice big tool...just like you." She applied some more pressure on my rigid boner. "I was a virgin at that time." "You wanted to fuck Raghu?" "Why not?" She grinned. "If our mother could fuck him why not I?" "Did you?" "No..."She chuckled. "He left us that very day." "Okay my horny sister," I changed the topic. "What did you tell mother tonight?" "Everything," She pinched the swollen tip of my cock. "I didn't hide anything. I told her that I love fucking you. And that you're the father of my child." "Oh my god...! you told her that too?" "Why not? She must know the truth about her grandchild. I still remember her face when I disclosed that." Rosy giggled, then lowered her head and licked the tip of my cock. "God...I'm horny again." She let go my cock and got down from the bed. In a quick flick she yanked her gown off her body and stood naked before me. Then she settled back on the bed; but this time her torso was on the bed, her legs were touching the floor. "Fuck me Rohan...fuck me." She begged. "Gosh...I need your cock." I moved between her legs. Bent my legs a little and positioned myself between her inviting legs. She took my cock between her fingers and planted the tip against her aroused labia. I gave a gentle push and my cock smoothly glided into her hungry pussy. I began to fuck her in a slow steady rhythm. "Yes...yes..." She moaned as my cock moved in and out of her scorching pussy. "God...how much I love your cock. Don't you think I'm like our mother?" "How can I say?" I shrugged my shoulders. I lifted her legs in air and moved even closer to her. Now I was in a vantage position. My cock explored even the deeper depths of my sister hot pussy. "She's as horny as me all the time." She mumbled. "I saw her expressions when I was telling her about us. I'm sure, she's not getting it from dad." I pumped her little harder. "She needs a cock baby...AAhhh." Rosy moaned as her body began to writhe on the bed. "Our horny mother desperately needs a cock." This revelation had a tremendous effect on me. Before this night, I had never thought my mother as a sexual interest. I had always respected her for what she was...a loving caring mother. The secret about her past made me aware that my mother was also a woman...a beautiful woman... who like all other women... loved the feel of a big dick. I slammed my hip forward, forcing the head of my cock deep into her burning cunt. Bending forward, I reached out and grabbed her boobs. I found the hard tips of her nipples and squeezed them tightly with my fingertips. Rosy cried with pain and lust. Mom Has a Secret "I love you, sis," I groaned as I gradually began to build up speed. I worked my cock deeper and deeper into my sister's hungry snatch, driving my sister into the realms of wanton ecstasy. Her pussy was like a fiery wet velvety glove, wrapping my dick in her scorching warmth. She began to meet my thrust, gyrating and pushing her pulsating cunt over my throbbing hardness. "I'm going to shoot." I moaned as I felt the beginning of a strong tingling sensation inside my balls. I knew that I couldn't hold it very long. In that blissful moment we had suddenly forgotten about our mother. "Come inside me...Rohan." Rosy gasped, approaching to her own orgasm. "Give me your seed darling...fill my pussy with your cum juice." "Yesss...!" I cried; bucking forward, trying to bury my cock deep inside her. My cock erupted in a volcanic eruption. Spurt after spurt my semen flooded her pussy. Rosy tried to squeeze her cunt muscles around my ejaculating cock, trying to catch every drop of semen that inundated her velvety recess. She moaned and her pussy throbbed around my pulsating cock. I collapsed over her, perspiring and gasping for air. Together we waited for our mutual orgasms to subside. Finally, I eased my weight off her body. My slick wet cock slipped out of her pussy. Rosy remained there, lying spread eagle. Our juice began to ooze out of her heavenly recess. She didn't seem to care. I picked up my shorts from the floor, but didn't put them on. Then I looked at my sister. She was staring at me with a delirious look in her eyes. "You going...?" "Yes." I tiptoed up to the door and opened it gently. Before leaving, I turned and looked at my naked sister. "Do you really think our mother needs a cock?" "I am certain." She mumbled still wearing her delirious look. "Mom's dying to get a cock in her pussy." "Does she...?" I stopped abruptly. "If you're getting any notion that she'd let you fuck her..." She gave me a lecherous grin. "I'm telling you... once she sees what you've got, she might like the idea." I smiled back at her and stared at her wide spread legs. Her freshly fucked pussy was wide open and my semen was oozing out of her hot twat. Rosy caught my stare but did nothing. Instead, she gave me a wanton smile. "All the best." I heard as I moved out closing the door behind me. On the other end of corridor, my parents' room appeared silent. I tiptoed to the stairs and then on a hunch, I suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction of my parents' bedroom. The door was open slightly and mother was standing at the door. I froze and looked at her. She stood still at the door. Her face was emotionless. I realized that I was completely naked; not even a single stitch of cloth on my body. My shorts were in my hands. I knew she could see my nakedness even under the dim light that was illuminating the corridor. I was a little nervous. I stared back at her...our eyes met. Mother didn't move and stayed at the door, silently looking at me. She had a disheveled look, but she looked gorgeous in her pink sleeveless nightgown. I watched her in silence, smiled and blew a flying kiss to her and rushed to my room taking two steps at a time. Rosy was probably right. Our mother was horny. Chapter 3 It was very difficult to sleep that night. I lay in my bed, naked playing with my cock, my mind occupied with my horny mother. She had seen me coming out of Rosie's room. I didn't know if she watched us fucking again but I wished she did. The way she was staring at me revealed a lot. Even from the distance, I could feel her horny look...sort of a silent invitation. I lamented myself for not going back and grabbing her. I probably missed a golden opportunity. Later, I went downstairs hoping to find her there. But she was not. Her bedroom doors were closed. I returned reluctantly. I tried to sleep but it didn't come easily. My thoughts kept going back to my mother again and again. I had never seen my mother naked. Never even tried to sneak a peek while she was changing. She was always a plain homely mother to me. She dressed so conservatively that I never gave her a thought. She was my mother and nothing else, different from all other women who I thought I would love to fuck. She was always a mother not a woman. Now the disclosure from my sister had changed everything. Suddenly, my mother was a beautiful woman with a hot pussy between her legs. And she too loved the feel of a cock ramming her horny depths. That night, I thought about my mother. I tried to imagine how she would look without clothes. Did she have hair on her pussy? Did she trim her bush? My mother is a beautiful woman. She was in her early forties but looked much younger. She was in much better shape than any of my relatives or aunts whom I knew. Mom looked voluptuous... probably a hint of flesh here and there...but that added to her beauty. Finally, when I slept, it was filled with the horny dreams of my beautiful mother. I watched her coming to me...without a stitch of cloth on her body. She kneeled over me and took my erect cock between her hot lips. I woke up with a start. I was alone in my room. My cock was erect and throbbing violently. My eyes gazed at the wall clock. It was showing a quarter past nine. "Shit...!" I cursed myself. I had overslept. I jumped off the bed and scurried to the bathroom. Quickly finished my daily rituals and rushed downstairs; hoping that dad would not be sitting at the dining table. My dad didn't like me sleeping late. I was wrong. My whole family was sitting at the table eating their breakfast. Dad lifted his eyes from his newspaper and gave me a piercing look. "I'm sorry...dad" I apologized before giving him a chance to speak. "I'm really sorry." He gave me a puzzled look. He didn't expect me to be so polite. We had had many altercation before under same conditions. Most of the times him getting so angry that mom had to intervene and calm him down. He looked pleased. He resumed eating and his eyes again went back to the newspaper. I looked at my sister. Her face looked expressionless but her eyes were gleaming mischievously. I pulled a chair and sat beside her. Mom served me the breakfast and I began eating. I avoided making an eye contact with her. I was not afraid of her but didn't know how to react under that situation. Suddenly, I felt a hand over my thighs. Rosy was gently caressing my thigh. Blood began to rush through my body. My cock started swelling. I felt a little nervous at her boldness. I quickly stole a look at my mother. She was staring directly at me. As our eyes met, she immediately turned her eyes away. Her face was deeply flushed. She was even more nervous than me. I felt delighted. "Can I've some more tea mom?" I passed my empty cup to her. She nervously reached out and picked up the kettle, then leaned forward and began to pour tea in my cup. My eyes were immediately drawn to her tits that were suddenly almost jumped out of its confine. Her deep valley was exposed to my horny gaze. Her tits looked magnificent. "God...!" My left hand immediately reached to my crotch. I squeezed my cock. I looked straight into my mother's eyes. She didn't divert her gaze this time. We stared in each other eyes. Suddenly, dad pushed the chair back and put the newspaper down. Mother quickly got back to her position, put the kettle on her side. Rosie's hand suddenly disappeared from my thighs. "Are you alright Urmila?" Dad gave mommy a quizzical look. "Not really..." She gripped her forehead with her hands in such a way that it hid her flushed face. "It's that headache again." Dad looked at her sympathetically. "Oh dear..." Then he turned to Rosy. " Rosy...go and get her an aspirin. It's in my medicine cabinet." "Yes dad." Rosy got up immediately and scurried to our parents' bedroom. Dad stood from the table. He was finished with his breakfast. "Urmila...take some rest. Rohan...you and Rosy...take care of her. I'm getting late for the shop." "Yes dad." He departed. Now only mother and I was sitting at the table. I boldly stared at my mother. Her face was all crimson but she didn't avoid my gaze. We sat there silently staring into each other eyes. "Mother..." Rosy appeared from nowhere. "Do you really need this?" Startled, mom looked at her. Rosy gave her a nasty grin and flapped the medicine wrapper in front of her. Mother's cheeks flushed again. "Shut up." She cried, got up and went to her room. My sister looked at me winking her eyes. Her eyes were full of mischief. "Come on...Rosy." I whispered to her. "don't tease her." "Poor little brother..." She gave me a sympathetic look. "trying to be a motherfucker." "Rosy...Please." I hissed sharply. Her smile got wider. She brought her lips closer to me. "Little bro..." She whispered. "Can't you see. She's ready for you. Get ready to be a mother fucker." She brought her lips to mine and gently kissed me. "After the dad's gone, I shall remain inside my room...you're free to make a move, that is if you want to." Then she was gone leaving me alone at the table. I sat there silently, listening to my heavily beating heartbeats. *************** I went to the living room and watched a cricket match, waiting for my dad to leave. After about half an hour, dad went for his shop. Mom saw him off at the door. I heard the door closing and then the sound of footsteps as my mother went back to her bedroom. I waited for some time and then came out of the living room. Rosy was nowhere to be seen. Her door was closed. As promised she had locked herself inside her room. I noiselessly went over to my parent's bedroom. The door was ajar. I looked inside but it appeared empty. My heart was beating violently. I gently pushed the door and went inside. Her room was empty. I looked for her but mother was not there. Then I looked towards the attached bathroom. The door was closed. I tiptoed across the bedroom and stood outside the bathroom. I put my ears to the bathroom door and tried to hear. At first I couldn't pick anything up, but slowly my ears picked the soft splashing sound of running shower. I was tempted to knock at the door. But I didn't. I was not yet sure that mother was actually willing to fuck me. What if she weren't? I would be in deep trouble. I traced my steps back and came out of the room; adjusting the doors to the original position. Rosie's room was still closed. I went to my room and took a quick shower. I desperately wanted to rub my cock, but I restrained myself. I decided to save my load for mother. If I was lucky; then I would be spurting my loaded semen deep into my mother's hungry cunt. That would be much better. After the shower, I quickly returned to the living room. I switched on the television and tried to watch the cricket match again. India was playing but my heart was not into it. I was thinking about my mother. I waited impatiently, not knowing how to go ahead. Suddenly, I heard approaching footstep. Mom appeared at the living room door. She was fresh out from shower, wearing a fresh gown that covered her full ripe figure. Her disheveled hair was still wet, loosely hanging over her shoulders. She looked irresistibly sexy. "Oh...you're here. I thought you're upstairs." She gave me a fleeing glance. "Is there anything I can do?" I asked looking into her eyes, looking for some sign. "No...?" She gave me an enticing look. Then she turned and went back. I watched her wobbling ass cheeks moving rhythmically before she disappeared. I got up and followed her. She went directly to the kitchen. I entered in the kitchen and stood beside her. "What're you cooking today?" I could feel a mild trembling in my voice. "I don't know." She replied without looking at me. "What would you like?" "Anything...you cook." I moved a bit closer to her. My whole body was shivering and my heart was beating like a loud drum. I reached out and gently touched her ass with my hand. As if she had got an electric shock, my mother jumped and moved away from me. I held my breath in fear. I thought dreadfully. "God...what've I done?" However, my mother didn't say anything, not looking at me. "I'm confused..." She gave me a strange look. Her face was deeply flushed. "I don't know what to cook. You'll have to help me." She was not angry. I felt relieved. Once again, I inched closer to her. "I'll do anything for you..." My voice came as a hoarse whisper. "Just tell me." She didn't reply; she just took a potato from the basket and began to peel its skin. I drew my courage and once again, I placed my hand gently on her ass. Her whole body trembled violently, but this time she didn't moved away. She remained there breathing heavily. I got bold and began to run my hand gently over her ass cheeks. Mother pretended to be busy with her work, but I could see that her hands were trembling. "I love you mom...I love you." I whispered in her ears while my hand caressed her ass. I ran my hand along the crack of her ass, running it up and down many times. Finally, I could not control and groped at her ass tightly. "Ahh..."She moaned loudly and pushed my hand away from her ass. "Mom..." I uttered in surprise as she dropped the peeler from her hand. She gave me a delirious look and walked away; near to a door at the far end of the kitchen. The door connected to a small pantry. She turned, stared at me and then went inside the pantry. I was little startled, a little disappointed too, but I followed her. It was a small room adjacent to our kitchen full of shelves. It was used for storing all sorts of household things and groceries. I entered into the pantry. Mother didn't switched on the lights but began to look for something in the upper shelf. It was a relatively darker inside the pantry as there were no windows. The only lights were coming through the door that opened into the kitchen. Nevertheless, there was enough background light that we could see each other. My heart was delighted. Mom had come here on purpose. I didn't waste time, quickly moved behind her and grabbed her ass. Her hands stopped searching and she moaned loudly. I began to maul her ass mercilessly, squeezing and releasing her ass cheeks. At every press, her body whimpered and she moaned. I brought my face closer to her and inhaled the faint aroma of shampoo from her hair. I lowered my lips and kissed her cheek. Mommy turned her head and our lips met. I kissed her deeply. "I love you mom." I forced my hand through the material of her gown trying to touch her pussy from behind. Mother spread her legs a little. The next moment, my hand was touching the mound of her horny sex. I rubbed my fingers over her sex, trying to feel the lips of her pussy through her gown. My lips were still glued to her lips. I broke the kiss. Removing my hands off her ass, I reached out and started lifting the hem of her gown. Mother moaned but didn't stop me. I kneeled behind her and quickly exposed her ass. I hissed in delight. She wasn't wearing any panties. Her round taut ass cheeks were now opened to my lecherous gaze. I gently kissed her magnificent globes. Mother whined softly and bent forward exposing her bottom to me. My hand move in the space between her legs and I touched the inside of her thighs. I moved my hands up slowly making contact with her pussy hair. Finally my hands touched her pussy mound. Although, not visible from behind, she was endowed with a thick bush. My fingers brushed over a thick moss of long curly hair. The hair covering her pussy slit were wet, soaking wet. My fingers ran over her slit, spreading her pussy juice over her pussy mound. I pushed my one finger deep into her opening. Mother whimpered loudly thrusting her pussy onto my probing digit. She was hot inside, ravenously hot. I loved the feel of her sticky moistness around my finger. I began to fuck her with my finger. Mother began to sob with every poke of my finger. I sawed my finger in and out of her slippery hole. She responded ecstatically driving her pussy over my fucking finger. "You like it mom?" I murmured as I finger fucked my beautiful mother. "Ooh...yes...honey..." My mother sobbed working her pussy over my finger. "it feels sooooo good...aah...aah...!" "Turn around...mother. I want to see your pussy." I looked up and stared into her eyes. She was also looking at me with all the love, passion filled in her eyes. "We shouldn't be doing it." She murmured. "God...why am I doing it?" I took out my finger out of her soaking pussy. She stood and spun around. All of a sudden, I was staring directly at my mother's pussy...only inches away from my lips. There was enough background light that I could visually savor the hairy beauty of my mother's sex mound. She willfully opened her legs spreading them wider, letting my greedy eyes feast upon her hairy cunt with admiration. My cock lurched and throbbed inside my shorts with an insatiable excitement. She supported her ass against a shelf and spread her thighs wider. I got the best view of my mother's hairy adobe. Her fiery pit was adorned with a thick untrimmed mound of pubic hair that thinned out making a perfect V over her cunt. As I got really close I could smell the strong womanly aroma emanating out of her horny pussy. My mouth went dry with anticipation. I licked my dry lips and stared at the gates of the heavenly pit where I had been born by the seed planted by my father. The very place of my own creation was now open and willingly waiting for me. It belonged to me now. "It's beautiful mom...it's beautiful." That was all I could say as my lips were buried to her hairy crotch. My tongue stuck out and I flicked it over her slit. Her pussy was dripping and my tongue got the first taste of her sweet nectar. I lapped her cunt with up and down motion of my tongue then licked and swallowed her sticky juice. "God...!" Mother clutched my head with one hand and sobbed. I reached up and clutched both her ass cheeks, pressed my head again into her pussy, snaking my tongue around the surface of her juicy cunt. I forced my tongue into her hairy slit and sucked the tiny bud that stood so erotically at the top. "Yesss...!" Mother gave a long howl and pressed my head into her crotch. I released her ass and brought my hands up under her thighs and into her crotch. I lifted her legs and placed them over my shoulder. With my thumb and index finger, I separated her moist cuntlips and lapped up the entire slick crevice of her pussy. Her cunt was extremely wet, sweet, and tasty. "Unh, God, Rohan!" Mother was panting. "I cannot believe it! I'm doing it with you...God forgive me." I stopped licking her cunt. She immediately pressed my head into her crotch. "Oh God, no, Rohan! Don't stop now....please don't stop. Just keep licking. God it's so good." Mother ground her pussy against my face. I took my tongue out again and this time forced it deep into her cunthole. I folded my tongue and darted in and out of the fleshy folds of her pussy, savoring the mind-boggling taste of her sweet juices. My face was wet from her copiously flowing pussy juice. I thrust my tongue deeper and harder into her scorching fuck hole. My tongue began to ache. I wanted to please her by all means. After that moment, she would always be mine...my woman. I eagerly devoured my mother's delicious pussy. My heart was beating frantically with excitement. Suddenly, her back began to arch. A muffled moan rolled up from her throat. I could feel that she was nearing orgasm. It was quite evident the way her body arched and her thighs throbbed around my neck. I pepped up my efforts, flicking my tongue in and out of her pussy. I eagerly wanted her to shoot her sweet nectar in my mouth and all over my face.