As she played with his cock she unhooked her blouse and bra and freed her boobs to his view. They were heavy and large, as large as two well grown tender coconuts. Her nipples were jutting big, as big as jackfruit nuts. She heaved his face to them and fed an ample flesh to his mouth. Also she took one of his hands and placed it on her other breast. He sucked at her taut nipple and, at the same time, pressed her large breast at hand. She half closed her eyes and enjoyed it, pulling at his cock all the time. He got aroused beyond his limit and pushed his cock up and down against her palm, indicating his desire to fuck her, his own mother.
She pulled off her sari and tossed it away, hiked her petticoat and lay flat on her back. Her cunt surfaced like a bushy mound. Attracted by its prominence he stared at it, but she didn’t give him time and pulled him on top of her. His cock head nudged against her wiry pubic hairs. She spread her thighs to accommodate him in between. Stretching a hand she grasped his cock and placed its head at the slippery mouth of her vagina; and then placed both her hands on his bums and pulled him down. His cock plunged her depths stretching her vaginal walls all the way in. She gasped. She never had anything so big, reached her so deep, in her life before. Covering the entire length of her sheath, it had delved into her womb itself. If he cum, she thought, it would get discharged directly at her womb, allowing nothing to go waste. As she thought so, she felt a shiver at her abdomen, taking her up to her peak, even before he started his strokes. She groaned; locked him in her thighs and arms and crushed him in a bone breaking embrace.
– What’s it mum? You could’ve killed me.
– I wanted to and stuff you as such in my cunt, but as a mother I can’t. You don’t know what you’ve just done to me. Sheer size of your cock that invaded, stretched my cunt to lift me to the heaven, you know.
– Mum, your language!
– Don’t you like it?
– But…you are my mum.
– Fuck the reverence. Your cock is already sunk in your mother’s cunt. Fuck the hell out of it. Come on, fuck me.
She loosened the shackles of her limps. He pulled his cock out and slammed in. She groaned. He drove his piston in and out of her slippery sheath. Her cunt was hot like a furnace and wet like a swamp. As his cock was sliding through it he whimpered. She encouraged him to fuck her hard. Pressing her big breasts and grunting, he fucked her ruthlessly. With the heels of her raised legs she drummed at his bums and shouted at him as a jockey would do to his race horse. He sped up his strokes and attacked her as a spirited one. She lifted her buttocks up in the air and fucked him back and collapsed down.
It was too much for her to bear the pleasure. Her tunnel was flooded more with her own fluids. He continued with his speedy short strokes for five more minutes and opened his fire so deep into her womb. He rushed into her with his semen stream after stream. He kept it stored for the past four months exclusively for his sister’s cunt, but discharged now into her mother’s womb. Santha locked him with her legs and hands and showered kisses all over his face. She never had a fuck like that in her life.