ʺMeri choot bhar do Mohaaaaan (Fill my pussy Mohan)ʺ
My mom talking like that begging to fill her pussy was driving me mad.
ʺOhhhh maaaa I canʹt Hold maa.ʺ
ʺDonʹt hold it baby give it to me, fill your maʹs choot with your seedsʺ
ʺOhhhh maaa.ʺ
ʺAggggghhhh Mohaaaaan fill me Mohaaaanʺ
ʺUggggghhhhh Mohaaaan I am cominnnnng Aghhhhhhhhʺ
ʺSssssshhhhh aggggghhhh Mohaaaaan give me give me give me give me
aaggghhhhhh.ʺ
ʺOhhhhh maaaaa I am coming maaaahhhʺ
ʺUggggghhhh come inside meeeee, maʹs going to commmmme Agghhhhhhh.ʺ
ʺAgggghhhhhh maaaaaaaaʺ I reached my peak and my dick started to spray hot
semen inside her pussy
ʺAaaaiiiiiiiggggghhhhhhhhh Aaaagggghhhhhhhhhhhh Mohaaaan
Aaaaagggggghhhhhhhʺ
She too came as the sensation of my semen shooting against her pussy walls
tipped her into the ocean of pleasure. She clamped my buttocks with her legs
pressing me tightly against her. Our genitals were now locked pressing firmly
against each other and pulsating in unison. Her pussy was happily accepting
my seeds. She clamped me like that till my dick stopped pulsating altogether.
We really had a wild orgasm that night. She was now kissing me affectionately
and moving her fingers through my hair. Completely satisfied we lay spent in
each others arms. We remained in that position till my dick started to go limp
and began to move out. I moved out and sat beside her.
ʺHoney let us have our dinner.ʺ
ʺYes ma I am hungryʺ
I went to bathroom to clean and wipe off myself, mom soon followed. I then
went in the living room where our dining table was placed. Mom came after a
while and served the dinner. I washed the plates after we had finished our
dinner. I kept all the leftovers in the fridge. I then headed towards the bedroom.
Mom was lying on the bed waiting for me naked! We once again had a round
before drifting into sleep.
Our new life as husband and wife continued, every night we would have sex
without fail. After a week on a Monday evening when I came home I saw my
mom sitting on the couch and looking very sad. I was alarmed immediately as I
thought that she was again slipping into her old ways. I sat beside her and
asked
ʺWhat happened ma why are you so sad? Is anything wrong with you?ʺ
ʺOh Mohan,ʺ she said and leaned on my shoulder. I patted her back.
ʺWhat is it ma tell me?ʺ
ʺMohan I am menstruating,ʺ she said as her voice cracked.
I did not know how to react to this situation. So I just caressed her back for
sometime.
ʺOk ma I will be back in a minute.ʺ I went to change my clothes.
I changed into more comfortable clothes and came back and sat beside her. She
was still sad her head down playing with her fingers and thinking about
something. I placed my arms around hear pulled towards me and slowly lifted
her chin.
ʺCʹmon ma, donʹt be upset.ʺ I gently kissed her and caressed her back.
She turned towards me and plunged herself in my arms. I was now caressing
her back to console her. She needed that hug from me she needed that caressing
from me as she had closed her eyes and was resting her head against my chest.
After sometime I lifted her chin and said.
ʺLook at me ma.ʺ
She slowly opened her eyes.
ʺItʹs ok ma, may be you were not fertile when we had sex after a gap.ʺ I tried to
console.
ʺI know Mohan but I just had a hope that I would conceive.ʺ
ʺDonʹt worry ma you are a perfect woman. I am sure this time you will.ʺ I said.
ʺLook ma I love you and my love for you wonʹt change, no matter what.ʺ
ʺI know it honey and I love you too.ʺ She then gently kissed my lips.
She then got up and started to move towards the kitchen. Just then I stopped
her.
ʺWhere are you going maʺ
ʺHoney I have to prepare our dinner.ʺ
ʺIts ok ma, I will do that, you just relax.ʺ
ʺOh thank you honey. You are my darling.ʺ
I often used to help my mom when she menstruated. She always had painful
and heavy periods and often complained of abdominal and leg pain. I prepared
dinner for us that day and after we ate I cleaned up everything and went back
to the living room. My mom was watching TV sitting on the couch. I sat on floor
in between her legs. She started moving her fingers through my hair. I took one
of her feet in my hand and started massaging it gently.
ʺOh dear it feels so good.ʺ She had closed her eyes.
She was enjoying the massage which she needed very badly. I often did this
when she was in her periods to relieve her from her pain. After massaging her
both feet I made her lay on the floor on her belly. I massaged her shoulders her
back and lower back where she would feel more pain in her periods. I did this
for about an hour. After I was done she lay there for a while before getting up. I
caught her both hands and helped her get off the floor. She looked more relaxed
and she no longer looked depressed.
She hugged me, rested her breasts against my chest and put her arms around
my neck. I pulled her towards me. She kissed me gently and then our lips
locked. We were probing each others tongue. After a while we separated.
ʺOh Mohan you are such a loving man. I am so proud to have you as my son
and as my husband,ʺ she said.
ʺYou are a wonderful ma and a loving wife.ʺ I said as she blushed.
ʺItʹs so exciting to be your ma and wife at the same time.ʺ
ʺAnd soon you will become a mother and a grand mother of your own baby.ʺ I
said.
ʺThatʹs so funny.ʺ She said as we both smiled.
We went to our bedroom and slipped into the covers. I pulled her towards me
holding her bottom and shoulders. She buried her head against my chest
seeking ansurance. She just wanted to be loved and cared which was what I was
providing her. I was caressing her back, moving my fingers through her hair
and occasionally planting a kiss on her forehead. She was not doing anything to
me. Her eyes were closed and she was just enjoying being loved. Soon she
drifted in her blissful sleep and so did I.
That week passed without any sex between us. But the weekend was different.
I came home Friday evening and saw my mom waiting for me at the door. She
hugged me in the door itself and kissed my lips. I quickly moved inside along
with her and locked the door. As I locked the door she locked her lips with
mine.
ʺSo whatʹs up ma? You look so excited todayʺ I said.
ʺYes honey, get your ʺlittle brotherʺ (my dick) ready. Today we are going to
ʺplayʺ ʺ
ʺYou are ok ma I mean ʺitʺ has stopped?ʺ
ʺYes. I think since yesterday night I am clean.ʺ She said as she put her arms
around my neck.
ʺBut today we must go out for our weekly shopping.ʺ She said.
So that day we had our dinner in a small restaurant then we went for shopping.
We did not stay out for long as my mom wanted to preserve her energy for sex.
When we came back the clock showed 10pm. Not too late for us as we would
come very late on Fridays. She sat on the couch and I went to fetch a bottle of
wine and two glasses. We were now relaxing and enjoying our wine. I finished
my glass and helped myself with another one. She had also finished her glass
but declined to have one more. After an hour we were rejuvenated. My mom
moved towards me and kissed my lips and whispered in my ears.
ʺHoney lets go to bedroom.ʺ
ʺYes sweetie.ʺ I said.
We went straight towards our bedroom. She stopped at the door.
ʺMohan, honey can you please wait outside for a while?ʺ she asked.
ʺWhat for ma?ʺ I was surprised.
ʺItʹs nothing,ʺ she said.
ʺI am surprised ma. Is everything ok?ʺ
ʺJust wait there for a while,ʺ she said pushing me out of the door and locked the
door.
I guessed she wanted to check if she was bleeding. Obviously this she would
not like to do in front of me. After a few minutes I heard the latch open.
ʺDonʹt come in till I say so.ʺ
ʺOk now come in.ʺ She yelled after a few seconds.
I pushed the door and went in. I almost froze as I saw her standing near the
dressing table. She was wearing a very beautiful red sari which I have never
seen before I donʹt know when she brought it. She was also wearing a matching
red blouse which was very thin and showed her black bra inside. The blouse
was clinching tightly to her breasts making them look voluptuous. She had
pulled the sari around her very tightly because of which the roundness of her
bottom had become quite obvious. She was wearing red colour glass bangles in
her hands and beautiful golden necklace around her neck. She was holding
something in her closed hands.
ʺMohan lock the door and come near me.ʺ
I was mesmerised. I did exactly what she said. I was walking like a zombie
towards her. She snapped her fingers in front of my eyes.
ʺMohan what are you thinking of?ʺ
ʺUggh maʺ I came out of that spell.
ʺYes what happened to you honey?ʺ
ʺMa you look so beautiful.ʺ
ʺThen come closer to me honey.ʺ
I moved close to her and I wanted to put my arms around her but she stopped
me.
ʺHoney look at thisʺ She opened her palm and raised it up to my chest.
There was a ʺmagal sutraʺ a scared necklace which every married ***** woman
should wear and a small box. I wonder what was in that box. She opened the
box. It was containing ʺsindhurʺ (vermilion, blood‐red powder) which most
married ***** woman would put in their head where their hair parted.
ʺMohan you married me but you never made me your wife.ʺ
ʺMa I always ....ʺ
ʺShhhhʺ she kept her finger over my lips.
ʺYou must tie this mangal sutra around my neck and put this sindhur in my
hair. For me this will be your acceptance of me as your wife.ʺ
I picked up the mangal sutra and tied it around her neck. She was looking
lovingly in my eyes. I tried to kiss her but she kept her finger on my lips. Then I
picked the box from her hand and picked up some sindhur from it and put it in
her hair where they parted. She had closed her eyes with joy when I was
putting sindhur in her hair. I then kept the box on the dressing table. I pulled
her towards me by placing my arms around her waist. She opened her eyes and
raised her chin to offer her lips to me. I pulled her further towards me to which
she responded by putting her arms around my neck and resting her soft and
voluptuous breasts against my chest. She moaned with pleasure as I pressed her
bottom with one hand and pushed her shoulders towards me forcing her
breasts towards my chest. I slowly kissed her lips and she responded by
slipping her tongue in my mouth. Our breathing increased and we both were
now ready to mate.
ʺMa you look so beautiful in this sariʺ
ʺOh honey thatʹs my wedding sari. This is only the second time I am wearing itʺ
ʺSo where was it all these years.ʺ
ʺMay be it was waiting for today.ʺ She said naughtily.
I lifted her in my arms and placed her on the bed and I slowly crawled towards
her. I moved on top of her. I was on my all four limbs and she was in between
them. I placed my hands on her shoulder and slowly moved them down
towards her breasts. I placed my palm over them. I was now moving my palms
over her breasts in a circular motion amused by their voluptuousness.
ʺMa I love them. They are so beautiful and bigʺ
ʺThey are for you honey.ʺ
I bent down and dipped my face between her breasts and rubbed my face
against them. She moaned with pleasure. My dick was gathering blood from
my body as it started to rise. My momʹs breathing had increased and she was
closing her eyes.
ʺMohan wonʹt you unwrap me?ʺ
ʺOh ma I canʹt remove your sari, it looks so beautiful on you.ʺ
To this, she pulled me towards her and slowly unbuttoned my shirt. I removed
it off my body. She started moving her hands over my chest and my shoulders.
She obviously looked proud as I was her own creation.
ʺMohan remove my sari now I have removed your shirtʺ
I slowly pulled her sari off her body. Her magnificent breasts were moving up
and down in her blouse with her every breath. Her see through blouse was
short sleeved and very tight. It was cliging to her bra giving her breasts a
shape of two small mountains on a plain ground. I again did my favourite act of
burying my face in them and then rubbing it against them. This had a desired
effect on her sending waves of ecstasy in her body. She was now moaning and
twisting. I loved to see her that way as I always felt proud to give her this
pleasure. Her breathing turned heavy and her breasts were moving up and
down rapidly as if some caged birds were waiting to be released.