Revenge On Bullies: Trophy Mom

The revenge was exacted. Only a few years ago, my college bullies Rajesh, Aarif, Tony and Ravi had humiliated and defiled my mother and sister. But I had that flame of revenge in me, that helped me bounce back and whatever happened to them, I guess you all might have read it.

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Life was great now, with my bullies and their families been show their place. But my focuses now were the two dream girls of my life; my mother, Neetu and my sister Preeti.

We three loved each other a lot and were very close. One day, I went to the place my mother worked. As I told you, she is a teacher, she carries herself gracefully. She is very beautiful like some goddess and still blessed with youth and radiance. She is an early riser and exercises everyday in the morning. She is well endowed with a voluptuous body to die for; full round tits, a sexy buttery waist, a bulging ass and a charming face. She wears sleeveless sarees below her navel and even at times wears suits. I made my mind that first I would take my mother; because if I take mom first, my Preeti wouldn’t be so tough.

So, I was at the place she works at. As I told she works for an NGO that supports women and children. She takes regular teaching classes and works on a variety of tasks. She made a mark for herself, and is well revered and respected by the women she works with. I guess I got the spirit to fight back from her only. There was always enough money for us since all three of us earned and we had a very good standard of living. Mom was teaching a class and I stood by the door winking at her. She gave me a mischievous look told me not to disturb. I was just glancing at her; the way her body moved; the way her lips moved when she spoke; her smile; her voice, I just couldn’t take my eyes off her.

After the class, she came to me and hit my arm playfully. “Naughty boy!”

“Ow mom!” I retorted. “Teri yahan kuch nahi chalne waali hai. Hoge tum SP apne police dept me.”

“ya ya mom! Jesa tum bolo! Jo bhi ho, aaj tum bahut khubsurat lag rahi ho.” I complimented her.

“chal badmash ladka. I am old now.” she replied. “Old? come on! Mom! You are no less than a heroine. All men would fall flat on the ground on seeing you.” I continued.

“hmmm kya baat hai Ayushman! Aaj apni maa ki taarif pe taarif kiya jaa rahe ho. Kash tumhare papa bhi itni taarif karte.”

I could sense the loneliness in her life. She had sacrificed all her physical needs for me and my sister. I wanted to have her all. I wanted to make her the queen of my life. I hugged her and suggested “Mom! I know you have been so lonely lately. You sacrificed so much for us. I just can’t repay you enough.”

“My son! My darling boy! You are my world. You and your sister! As long as you both are with, I can never be lonely. Its because of you only we are having such a great life now. My son has made me proud! I love you son! ”

“I love you too mom!” And she hugged. It was such a lovely moment for me.

“Mom! Today I have sorted everything at work. I am free. Before we go home, would you join me for some coffee?”

“I would love to honey! Let’s go!” And we went out in my car to a nice coffee shop. I ordered coffee and snacks for the both of us and chit chatted for a while regarding our work lives. Then at the coffee, I met a school friend of mine who was with his wife and baby. He was surprised seeing me as a police officer as I was quite different in school. He complimented me on my physical transformation and fitness. He then turned to my mom and said “Oh ho! Namastey Bhabhiji! Aapse milke mazza aa gaya. Ayushman ye tho galat baat hai bhabhiji se kabhi milaya nahi. ” He mistook my mom for my wife.
My mom tried to intervene and correct him but she let him continue. He then bid goodbye and left. Then I turned to mom and she surprised. I remarked “And you think you are old!”

“I can’t believe it. ‘Bhabhiji’ anyway, let’s go home now!” I paid the bill and then we drove back for home. Midway, my mom asked “Son, you have achieved so much in life. You are so handsome and manly. Any girl would love to be your woman.”

“Stop it! We have been over this. I am not marrying now. First Preeti should marry. She is older.”

“Beta you both are delaying things. You need a partner in your life.” She suggested.

‘I have you and Preeti. I don’t want anyone and let me concentrate on driving now!” I ended the talk and we reached home. Preeti had gone to Mumbai for some work.

Mom asked me again “Son, I am serious. You should marry now you …” I cut her and vexed “You want me to marry right? Why don’t you speak the truth. You are tired of me. You yourself want someone to settle with. You could have told me directly. I will find a suitable man for you, fine? Seems like I couldn’t give you everything you wanted.” and I stormed out. We didn’t talk for the whole day. In the night she came to me and said “I am sorry if I hurt you baby. You must know that I love you more than anything. I would never do anything to hurt you. I don’t want any man in life. Because he will never be able to love me the way you do. But I am a mother. I am always worried for my children. Come on son! Tell me what is it? If I can be of any help.”

Now I decided. I will propose mom and confess my love for her. “Mom I am so sorry for being rude to you. It’s just that I love someone. I love her from the bottom of my heart. But I know she would never reciprocate my love for her. I am not worthy of her.” I answered.

“Beta who would not love you back. You are every inch a perfect man. You are the man of our house. Just tell me who is it?” she continued questioning.

“Maa do you remember that day, when that horrible thing happened with us and said beta kab tu iss ghar ka mard banega, humara mard?”

“Yes I do, and you have fulfilled your promise and performed your duty and I am so proud of it.”

“Nahi maa! me iss ghar ka mard tho ban gaya. Lekin mujhe tumhara mard banna hai. Yes I want to be your man maa!”

She was confused “What are you trying to say son?”

“Mom, you are the woman I Love! Yes you are my dream girl. You are my queen. All my life I have loved you from the bottom of my heart. Not just as a son, but also as a man. I want to make love to you; I want to feel your body. So hear it my dearest mother; I profess my love to you. You are the woman who filled my life with love. Please Give me a chance to show how I much I love you.”

She was transfixed. She couldn’t believe her own son is proposing her. Her eyes were moist and she said “I need some time Ayushman we will talk tomorrow good night.” with this she left for her room to sleep. All night I couldn’t sleep. I even felt guilty that I might have hurt her feelings.

The next day, I couldn’t see mom face to face. After a lot of silence she came to said “Really beta! You really love me that much!”
“I meant each and every word mom! I have loved you all my life.” I said.

“You know what beta. Even I have fantasized about someone. Someone intelligent, handsome, manly and an all round talent. All these are the qualities in a man I dreamt of as a teenager. I believed he would the Prince charming I would marry. I didn’t find him the first time in your father. But life gives second chances and this time I found him.” She told me.

“Great mom! I am happy for you! So who is this Prince Charming of yours and where did you find him?” I asked her.

This was the moment that made my life. She came towards me, put her hands on my strong shoulders and kissed me on my mouth “He is YOU! yes my son! You are my Prince Charming! I never knew that he had to come in this world through me. I accept your proposal! I Love you darling!”

I couldn’t contain my excitement and we started kissing each other. My happiness simply burst out. I was on the seventh sky. I lifted her and spun her round and round. “Yes! Yes! Thank you mom! I Love you too! Will you marry me, Neetu, my love, my mother?” I proposed her.

I had a diamond ring especially for her. I took out a velvet box from my pocket and opened it. There was a note inside it “To the wife who gave me life”. She was mesmerized by this. I could see tears in her eyes. I quickly slipped the ring in her fingers and kissed her cheeks. We were lost in each other’s eyes. I said we should wait for Preeti and marry only her consent. Then I told the entire story to mom. How I got back on my bullies to avenge her and Preeti’s insult and what I did. She couldn’t believe I could go so far for her. All I did in my life was for her and Preeti. She first cried a lot with her head on my shoulders and softly said “Thank you so much son. I can only repay you for this by being your bride.” Her love for me grew further and now started kissing fervently. But suddenly someone opened the door and Preeti came in ” Mom? Ayushman? Oh my god! Don’t tell me you guys were kissing?”

Mom said “I will handle it.” Then the three of us sat down. She told everything to her. Preeti first came to me and hugged me after mom told about the revenge. She too cried on my shoulders and said “You are the best brother ever!” and kissed my cheeks. I was turned on but I didn’t make a mover on her because my focus for now was mom. After a lot of discussion, Preeti agreed as it was for our happiness. She then remarked “Ab main kya bulaon aap dono ko. Maa- Papa or Bhaiya-Bhabhi!” We all laughed and Preeti said “We should start preparing for the wedding.”

We fixed a marriage date at a temple. On an auspicious Tuesday I and mom got married in the temple. Some close friends of my mom and sister (and there were some mind blowing milfs too I must add) and my confidants Iqbal, Shiva, Mishra ji, JP babu, Durga Madam were there. Iqbal said “congrats sir! Kismet waalon ko hi apni maa milti hai dulhaan ke roop me.” Pandit ji blessed with many babies. At our house, there was a small get together and a nice BBQ and dinner. After all the guests went, I went to my bride and held her “Suhagraat ka time ho gaya hai jaanu!”My mom blushed red. My sister intervened “Tension mat lo bhaiya, bhabhi ko me lekar aati hu. Aap room me wait karo.”. I went to my room and the room was fully decorated with flowers and smelled nice. I did some modifications. I switched off all the lights, turned on the AC, and lit candles everywhere. I removed my sherwani and sat on the bed. Then my mom came inside and oh my god! She looked so beautiful and sexy. She was wearing a red color saree, with lot of jewelry and a belly chain that was locked at her navel. She came in with some milk and sat beside me. I drank half and gave her the glass. She bowed to touch my feet but I stopped her and said “Tum meri maa ho. Tumhari jagah mere pairon me nahi! Meri bahon me.”

“Ssshhh aise mat boliye ji. Me aapki patni. Aapki dasi hu.”
“Tum meri rani ho maa! Meri rani!”

“Haye! Mera beta! Mere Raja! Apni maa ko bahon ke lo. Dikha do ki tum mujhse kitna pyaar karte ho.!”

Now I lost control. I kissed her eyes, cheeks, nose, chin, neck and we were smooching very passionately. Her lipstick marks ran all over my face. I kept on sucking her lower lips and we swallowed each other’s saliva. Then I undressed her one by one. She was now is red bra and panties with all her ornaments on. Her hands colored with mehendi, Her eyes decorated by kajal, the magalsutra that I tied, the vermilion I put on her forehead, the belly chain on her waist; all but no clothes.

She now played with her tits and said “Hmmm… honey you haven’t seen them in a long time I guess. You might have seen them when you were a baby. Come let me nurse you on our wedding night.”
I put my head on lap like a baby, of course I was too big to fit but I enacted as if I was a new born. Now I put her nipples in my mouth and began sucking those heavenly motherly tits. She was moaning “uuuuufffffff beta aur choos mere laal. Ye tere liye hi hein. Jab tu bachpan mera doodh peeta that ho meri chut gili ho jati thi. Aaj me fir se gili ho chuki hu aur chuso! hayeeeeeee!”

She had her first orgasm by a man in a long time and who better than her own son and that too while suckling her.

There was no milk, but I loved it. Now I removed my pyjamas and she pulled my underwear down. Now my dick, hard as iron, gave her a full salute. She ran her soft hands all over my shaft and caressed it. “uuuummmm what a fine and delicious cock my handsome son has. So hard! Exactly what mommy likes honey!”

“You like it mom? How was dad’s penis?” I wanted to know.
“Well the length is almost same. Even was a fine 7 incher just like you. But this girth, oh my god! That’s where your dad is far behind you. I can’t even put my grip. And his hard on was never so Hard. But this .. ummmmm” She put her mouth on my dick and started sucking my cock. He sucked my balls too and I was like high on drugs or something. “yeaahhh mom! suck my cock just like that! ooohhhhh mom I love it! All my bullies moms and sisters are nothing in front of you. You are my true love. my sex goddess! My queen! “Then I kissed all of her body top to bottom.Then I reached her navel and gently opened the ornament that was hiding her navel. It opened with a plop sound and displayed her half inch deep navel. It was like a key hole to heaven. Hmmmmmm so delicious I couldn’t stop myself from licking it. It was so sweet. Then I went down to her pussy and ate it like a hungry wolf. “aaaaaahhhh yeaaaah ssooon!!! lick my pussy! bite my clityyyyyy!!!! ohh goooddd you lick like a fuckin proooo…..make me cum baby! aaaaaahhhhh aaaaahhh get back inside from you came from motherfucker!” she was pushing my head inside pussy as she wanted me back in her womb. I licked her for 5 minutes and she flooded my face and moustache (I sport a moustache like most policemen) with her love juices after a shuddering orgasm. Then I kissed her and gave her a taste of her own cum. She licked it all.

Now it was time for the real show. I took my dick and positioned it at the entrance of my birth place. I slowly rubbed it over her clit. she was getting hot. “oh son please tease your mummy! Just put it inside and fuck me. Claim your mother’s pussy. Put that big dick of yours and fill me up jaanu!”

I slowly inserted my cock in her and at first I began with normal strokes and then I gradually increased my pace. Now I was fucking her like a mad man. I was pumping her like a motor. aaaaaaahhhhhh uuuuhhhhhh all these moans filled up the room. I fucked her in all positions for more than 30 minutes. I picked her up and fucked her in each and every corner of the room. We copulated like crazy. She had had 5 orgasms already. Now I wanted to climax. My balls were getting tighter. She signaled “Beta bhar de meri kokh ko fir se. Ek baar fir maa bana de mujhe! Cum inside me! bless my fertility. Fill me up.”

“I am cummminnngg mom! I am cummmmiinngggg …. aaaahhhhhhhhh aaaaahhhhhhhhh ” I flooded her pussy with my sperm and that was the biggest load of my life. I tenderly kissed mom and she put a pillow under her ass and said “I don’t want your cum to drip out. I want to have our baby asap.”

I then put my dick in her warm pussy and didn’t let a single drop of cum drip out. And then we snuggled and slept clutched together with our genitals locked.”

This is how I got my mother as my bride; a dream comes true. I finally got the passionate love making I craved for so long and that too with my love of my life.

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