Fucked My Mother

This is the real story that happened between my mother saritha and me. To tell me about my self my name is Sam and I am 23yrs old. This incident happened between me and my mother saritha last December 2007. Our family is a small one consisting of my dad, mother and myself. My Parents marriage was an arranged marriage. I was born when my mom was at the age of 20. My dad was a drunkard guy. Both my dad and mom were government employees. But my dad does not give his salary to home but used for his drinks. From my small age itself due to his bad behavior I hated my dad. Dad loved my mother very much and she too even if he was drinking. Dad used to fuck my mother saritha even in the noon itself even in my presence since it was my childhood age I did not know about it. During night my mother and I used to sleep in floor and dad used to sleep in bed. But during late night my dad will pull my mother to his bed and both will fuck each other. I had heard my mom moaning in the night. Few times I had seen my mom dude in nights. When I was ten my dad left my mom and went to Coimbatore leaving us alone. Then I came to know that he was having second wife so he left us. Now my angry towards dad was more that when any body asks to my mom about dad I will beat them. When I was 18, my dad returned to my house and my mom was very happy. But I was not because my mother saritha was alone suffering for my studies. My dad left her alone. I have seen many nights that my mother was burning her sex desire by pouring the water over her body during midnight. Saritha was so happy that she bought new dress for dad and a new saree for her. The only I came to know that it was their marriage anniversary. Saritha was wearing semi transparent blue color saree with matching blouse. For the first time when I saw her in that dress my cock became hard. Even at the age of 38 she was damn sexy with firm and nice shaped breast flat stomach and deep navel and perfect ass. Both my dad came to me and told that they were going to temple and then to beach and theatre and will reach night since saritha wanted to celebrate their marriage anniversary. I also know that my day the coward is going to fuck saritha my mother in night after long gap.

Acting like obedient boy I just shook my head and told ok. My mind started to act as devil workshop. So I planned to shoot the entire episode of their fucking session. I decorated the bed and placed my video camera in hidden place so that no one knows about it. I was waiting for the night. I tested my video camera and it was working perfect. I decorated the bed with full of flowers and kept some fruits. Dad and saritha entered the room. Saritha saw the room and hugged me and thanked me for the decoration. As she hugged me I can feel the softness of her boobs. My dick became hard. Dad went to room. My mother saritha changed her dress to yellow transparent saree and went to kitchen to take milk. I was hornier in seeing my mother in that see thru sari. Even at the age of 38 saritha was sexier as actress geetha. At ten my mother took a glass of milk and went inside the room. I switched on my camera kept in her room and started to watch what was going on my mother room.

Dad asked saritha to sit in the bed. My mother sat on the edge of the bed. There were some gaps in between both. Both were sitting silently. She asked my dad why he left us. Dad replied saying that it was their bad time that made them to separate. Dad asked my mother whether I was slept or not. Dad was wandering how to touch a her and how would she feel. Slowly dad moved near my mother. Dad slowly took my mother face in his hands. My mother felt like a shock since after a long time dad was being touching her. Dad bent his lips to hers. My Mother tried to move his face in shyness but dad bent his face and saritha offered her lips to him. Dad touched her lips with his lips and dad tasted it like honey And without giving pain to my mother. Dad kissed her and then slowly they started grinding their mouths on each other and they were becoming very wet there since it was nearly fifteen yrs they had sex. I started to feel very horny and my cock became hard. Her lipstick smeared dad’s cheeks, lips and his neck. Slowly my mother told that she wanted dad since he was very kind and affectionate to her. Dad without hearing her word grabbed her and pushed her saree to reveal her breasts clad in blouse and bra. She gracefully moved to release the saree. Dad grabbed her at the waist and cupped her big ass. They are enormous. He felt the smoothness and the softness of her ass. Then he pushed her to the bed and slowly she unclipped her blouse and then put her hands to her bra and undid that also. Her breasts are bigger than dad had thought and they droop a bit. Her nipples are almost brown in color. Dad went to her and cupped her breasts and then kneaded the nipples. All the while my mother was moaning and taking his name and calling him in pain. It was a great feeling for my dad as saritha loved him still. Dad pushed her petticoat up and found that she was not wearing any panties. He could not wait any longer He jumped off the bed and undid his pants and freed up his cock. He removed his shirt and jumped on the bed. Dad grabbed mom and pushed her in the bed. He positioned himself between her thighs and went down on her. First attempt it missed and burrowed between her hairy thighs. She sighed and then took his cock in her hands and positioned it to her cuntal entrance. He could not wait any longer he pushed completely and he went in about half. Mother was screaming “Slowly, it is many years since I was fucked by you; go slow, I need to become wet. Spit in my cunt and then you can fuck”. Dad pulled out and then bent down and collected a lot of saliva in mouth and as she spread her legs he spat into her cunt. Then he went down on her again and this he was able to position himself on his own and pushed. As he entered her he felt like on fire. Mother cunt muscles were grinding against him and all the while Mom was feeling the pain. She was weeping with pain but when dad asked her if he should stop she said “NO this is heavenly pain.

My body will accept you as my lover; I have in my heart accepted you”. Dad felt for her love and just hung there. She suddenly gathered up all her strength and pushed up her hips. Now he sank in completely up to my balls. She urged by moving back and forth and dad could not hold any longer and he started fucking her taking long and slow strokes. She was all the while moaning and dad suddenly realized that she was no longer in pain. Selvam started fucking her faster. I don’t know suddenly he started blabbering “Saritha my love, I want to make you pregnant and I want to have a girl from you.” Mother started moaning “I am all yours darling, take me and fuck me, I am not having any protection. I am all yours to fuck me.” Dad came in torrents and filled her cunt fully. As he fell on her both started to kiss with their lips passionately and felt that combined juices flowing out between their legs. Both dad and mom lied in the bed. For the first time is my mother naked and I was carried by her beauty. From that night she was the lady of my dreams, she was my heroine. I decided on that day itself that I will fuck her at any cost and was waiting for the day. On the next day morning dad told to saritha that he had to leave to Coimbatore and will return on next Saturday. Saritha accepted his words and sent him. But fate played in other way. My dad died on the day he left to Coimbatore in a road accident. I did the entire rituals thing and completed everything. When I entered my house my mother hugged me and started to cry since she cannot bear dads death. As soon as she hugged me I acting like making her calm I put my hands around her waist and pressed her hips. Saritha was shocked. After that sexy scene of my mother, I always visualized her half naked and with petticoat every time I saw her. My attraction towards her Grew day by day and I started finding opportunities to peek on her naked flesh. I even started masturbating thinking about her. It was at this instant, I realized that dad has left my mother and her lovely body. Two months later both saritha and I shifted our house to chennai. I told saritha that I will make her happy for her whole life. She replied saying that I know my dear son. Hearing this I hugged her and kissed in her neck. Saritha was shocked but did not reveal it. In our new house we had only one bed room. I and Saritha shared the double bed.. My cock became hard and I thought to fuck her in the night itself. I locked all the doors and entered the room and locked the room. Saritha body was shinning in the moonlight. I decided to fuck her at any cost on that night itself. I slowly lied near mom. Saritha was sleeping with her face on the opposite side. I lied in the bed and was enjoying her body by seeing her. Her one blouse covered breast. Her other breast is fighting very hard to come out of the blouse. Her blouse hooks are tight and barely holding on the blouse. Her bare stomach is beautiful and moving up and down slowly to her breathing rhythm. Her legs were held together She is sleeping on a bed as she gave me their double bed after my dad died. I have decided that if I ever copulate with my mother it will be on the bed where she always been copulated. It will be on the same bed my dad entered her and fucked as her husband and her man. It will be on the same bed where her man of the house always fucked her. Slowly I placed my hand over her hip and started to move. Saritha was shocked by my act. She stood up in shock. I managed to pull her before she could know what’s happening I just dragged her by hand. Mom got to her senses although I would think she is still half asleep. Before she could say “What!” I caught hold of her loose end of the saree and pulled it towards me. Mom tried to hold on to it but in vain. The whole saree got unwrapped as I pulled. By now mom must have come to her senses as she madly tried to keep the saree on. Before we both could realise, her faithful saree separated from her body and mom was left only her blouse and petticoat. My lust has overcome my ‘sonly’ insticts as I kept enjoying my mother’s situation as every man in India’s dream to see a woman in her underwear. Mom started crying by now as I lunged on to her to pull her towards me and kiss her on her lips.

She struggled to avoid my kiss but I held on to her. Once I finished kissing her she just released herself from me and ran to open the door. By the time she held on to the door lock I ran towards her and grabbed her by the waist with one hand and the otherhand caught her hand attempting to open the lock. Finally she spoke “Why are you doing this to me!”. I told her “Because I am the man of the house and want you to keep happy by all the means!” struggling to hold on to her. “But I’m your mother,” she said, tearfully twisting and turning. “You’re the woman of the house too, aren’t you?” I said, and continued without waiting for a reply. “Mother, I suggest you to stop this and lie down on that bed there and get ready for me.” I held on to her waist and quickly I sprung open my lungee (sarong) as my cock sprung out stiff. She looked my cock and then dragged her eyes to look me in disgust. Before she could talk anymore, I grabbed both her wrists, pulling her towards me. Then I twisted so she turned around, her back to the bed. I then pushed her on to the bed as she laid on her back. She screamed as she fell on the bed while still crying. “What do you want from me?” she sobbed. I said nothing and just stood there enjoying her underwear covered body. She started to get up – I think to get away from me again but I grabbed her petticoat to pull it towards me. She must have wore an old one as it started tearing away along her waist where she tied her petticoat with a string. It took me several pulls between my mother’s crys to tear her petticoat as it was giving way. It tore finally, and came away, leaving her naked waist down in just her petticoat piece tied around her waist. That was the firstime I ever saw my mother’s Bush. My birth place and a forbidden part for a son to see. Her bush between her legs appeared to me like a place of enjoyment rather than a place of respect. By now she started to cry more as I moved on to her a she was struggling and twisting sideways to cover her womanhood, pushing me to try to get me off her, pulling up her knees and using them to hide her body. I did not listen to her cries. Infact I liked her cries. I liked her tries to resist me! It made me feel really like the man of the house. Some more struggle and again she was flat on her back, with me standing over her, enjoying just looking at her.I squatted on her thighs, leaning forward slightly. I took her wrists, one in each hand, and brought them together. I caught both her wrists in one hand, holding them above her head, pinning her to the bed. With the other hand I began to open the hooks of her blouse holding onto the two ends between her breasts. Mother is still crying pleading me not to do anything but she stopped struggling. I tried unhooking her blouse hooks but they are more a struggle than I expected. So I just pulled the blouse holding the inside of the blouse. Since the hooks were alrady tight, they just came off snapping and I could hear my mother cry more for every snap of a hook. I had to pull hard to snap the last hook but with that force the two end of her blouse hurled away revealing her big breasts. Her tits drooping on either end of her body. That was the instant I felt the best in my life. My mother underme, naked and on bed. I looked at those breasts whose nakedness has fed me when I was a child and also prompted me to lust for my mother when I am a grownup. I slowly bent myself to take one of her nipple into my mouth. Mother cried more but did nothing. I licked, and sucked both the breasts. It was a great experience preying on my dear old mother’s wonderful and juicy breasts.

My mother stopped her resistance by now so I started enjoying her naked body. I kissed sucked and licked her beautiful body everywhere I could and it was great. Then I finally turn my vision to the spot between her legs. The spot where I came to this world and where I can fulfil my lust to make myself a man to my mother. I used my legs to part her legs by pushing them outward and set myself comfortibly between her legs. Mother though did not put any pressure. She just laid there with her head turned to one side and her eyes closed. I ran my free hand over her mound and inserting my index finger into her vagina. Her vagina is still dry as I started finger-fucking her. It didnot take long before I could feel her juices oozing out as I increased my rhythm. I kept finger fucking her for a while before I decided she is ready for the ultimate reunion. Still holding her hands above her head, I leaned on her body so I was covering her body with mine. With my free hand I felt between us, took my cock, and began to guide it towards her cunt. As I reached her entrance I paused and touched her entrance my tip of the cock. I felt shivers along my spine as I unioned with my part of my mother’s flesh with her flesh again. That was the time I contemplated the sin I am committing. I will be committing incest with my mother and a new type of bond between us. I am entering her cunt where there is no return. I could not wait anylonger as I pushed forward. My dick entered her cunt. I pushed even harder. I heard my mother gasp, and cry a little, as I pushed inside her completely. I then held there, for a while enjoying my sexual union with my mother. I let go her hands to balance myself for a long fuck. Mom didnot even move the hands as she might have thought its all over for her. She is being ravaged nevertheless. I withdrew my dick a bit and pushed forward again. Mother stayed still. I drew back again this time to be out of her and thurst back again. Mother gasped.

Then I settled to a steadier rhythm. I had achieved what I wanted. Fucking my own mother. My cock was inside her vagina and I am fucking her. I am fucking the same cunt my father has used to quench his lust and flooded it with his sperm to create me. I finally managed to spread the same legs my father has spread on the same bed. Finally I managed to make the same woman my dad made as woman of the house. I am squeezing the same breasts my dad squeezed and my mother used to feed me as a baby. I am enjoying the same body I shared when I took shape in her. I am reaching the same inside of my mother where I was spawned. I am kissing the mouth that had given me guidance, sweared on me and encouraged me. It felt great, that I am using the same woman that loved me motherly to love me sexually. I am showing my gratitude towards her upbringing by ravishing her cunt with my dick. After few more strokes, I felt my balls exploding gobs of semen I have been storing for her. I humped on to her vigourously before I came. I could not help stop but gasp as I shot my wad into her. I could feel my semen flooding mother’s vagina as I reached my climax. Our sexual act is complete as I laid on my wonderful mother fulfilled and gasping for my breath. I could hear my mother too is breathing hard. Our naked bodies still connected together with my chest firmly pressing her naked breasts. My cock by now started getting limp but still inside her transfering the last remains of my semen. Mother still said nothing and laid the position. I didn’t have enough guts to look at her face. We both made no moves to untangle as my exhaustion slipped me into deep sleep.