Her pussy squeezed her son’s cock, making it throb uncontrollably. He felt she desperately wanted him to cum inside his mother. Bharti held her climax until she felt her son’s cock throb violently. Both mother and son climaxed at the same time.
Shantanu’s cock fired shots after shot like a blazing machine gun as her pussy exploded, releasing her juices like tsunami waves. Their sperms clashed inside her vagina, making her moan and pant uncontrollably. His warm hot semen hit the deepest depth of her womb.
She fell on top of her son like a breathing mannequin. Shantanu could now feel his back burning and the entire bed sheet covered in sweat. Shantanu’s cock was still inside his mother as they snuggled each other lovingly. Bharti kept her head on her son’s pounding chest, and a satisfied smile crossed her face.
Shantanu’s limp cock popped out of her vagina, spilling cum from her pussy onto his cock, trickling down his crotch and onto the bed. Their bodies, drenched in sweat, slowly started cooling down. Bharti lifted her face to plant a kiss on his lips.
“Thank you, son. You are a good boy,” said Bharti. He hugged his mother and turned towards his side, facing his mother, to free his back from the wet bedsheet and relieve himself from the burning sensation. He fell asleep in that position, tired and satisfied.
Bharti couldn’t sleep as a million thoughts raced through her mind. She feared she had lost the respect of her son post their coitus. As her son slept peacefully, Bharti got out of his bed.
She looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw the real Bharti staring back at her. Her messy hair, her son’s cum dripping out of her cunt. Her sindoor and bindi smeared across her forehead all pointed toward her dishonor. She felt guilty, but it was already too late. She had become a sinful mother.
As she left the room, she took one glance at her son. His peaceful, satisfied face brought a smile across her face. She cleaned herself, prayed to her God for forgiveness, and returned to her duty as a dutiful wife and mother.
Shantanu woke up to find his mother gone. He felt guilty but decided to face his mother with a straight face. It was late afternoon. He put on a boxer and went out of his room, looking for his mother. Noise and movements from the kitchen indicated that Bharti was busy with household chores.
He went straight to the kitchen to see his mother washing utensils. She was draped in her traditional saree and looked clean. He greeted her respectfully and then kissed her on the cheek.
She responded positively and requested he get comfortable at the dining table. Lunch was served, and they ate their fill. Not a word was spoken about their questionable incident. They both relaxed as they understood the importance of safeguarding a secret for the greater good.
Shantanu took a shower to freshen up and headed towards the washroom after taking his mother’s permission to excuse him. He entered the washroom and removed his boxer. He turned on the shower, not bothering to lock the door behind him.
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