“Oh baby…, this is so wrong…, Ohhhh God, Noooo, Oh Son!” Varsha moved away from him and turned around in bed to face her son. “You are hurting me. Be gentle baby. Want to play with mommy’s breast? Come play with them”, she said as she opened her gown and released them from the confines of her night gown. She lifted her son’s head of the pillow and guided it towards her breast. As his lips touched his mother’s breast he opened his lips and closed them around the stiff erect nipple. He started suckling on one breast and with hand fondled the other. “Ohhhh, oh God…Yes, way to do it!!”
As the excitement grew wetness spread through her pussy. Now was the right time to take the game to its finale, she wanted him to make her cum from down below. She guided his hand onto her perfectly trimmed pussy. As expected he fumbled around, poking and prodding, until he finally found her vagina. He pushed his middle finger in as far as it would go, and began moving it in and out. Varsha took his hand and guided it to where she wanted it to go. “Feel that little bump? That is my clit, clitoris.”
She guided him how to flick his fingers back and forth over the hood, then, slid the hood back and went to work. His mouth and tongue kept on playing with her nipple as his fingers stimulated the hungry pussy, sliding across her meaty lips, and probing the entrance to sex starved cunt. “Ooooh baby, oh yeah!!” Varsha clenched her cunt muscles hard around his delving fingers as he plunged them in and out, her juices coating them. “Ooohhhh god, ohhh yessss!” She cried out with a deep orgasmic moan.
This encouraged him and he thrust deep in her pussy, getting faster and harder with each push. Mommy was approaching the point of no return. “Oh Son…, ohhhh.., mmm, yes, smell your fingers and put them in your mouth; taste it.”
“Great!” He sighed, smelling and licking his finger passionately. Varsha watched her son sucking his finger that was inside her pussy a moment ago. A fiery passion ran through her. Her husband had never tasted her juice. They never had any sort of oral sex during their lovemaking. A conflict was going into her mind, telling her what she is doing is an illegal behavior. She must ask her son to stop immediately. Her moralist and conservative mind was opposing but body seemed to enjoy the game.
“Would you like to taste where it came from?” It was a gamble, a very high risk she was taking. If her son was put off by the smell the entire plan would lie in tatters. Without taking his lips off mom’s nipple he nodded his head in agreement.
Her panties were just above her knees and hampering her movement. She brought her knees towards her breasts and eased her panties off her legs. She held her legs in place to give her son easy access to her now burning hot cunt. She coerced her son to sit between her now spread legs and pulled his head down to her mound. She wanted him to have his own mother. Her son’s lips rested gently on her mound, kissed her vulva, Varsha waited with bated breath for her son’s reaction. With a deep breath her son inhaled and was immediately intoxicated by the aroma emanating from his mother’s cunt.