Honestly, her lusty face was enough to make anybody die fapping to. And, the small , yet very easily noticeable, black mole just above her thick pink lips, only made her more enticing.
While she was on the floor last time, engaging in her erotic act, this time she was standing. Her firm tits waited to be grabbed, groped and loved, and she still had a good number of her fingers, inside her twat, forcing her mouth wide open in ecstasy.
Keshav : Ohhh… Fuckkk!!!
It was Sonam. It was definitely Sonam, now. It really was his mother. Her son had no more reason to doubt if it was his own mother. And, he made sure he greatly appreciated his mother’s special gesture.
Keshav zoomed in on every inch of his mother’s tempting body, as if his entire life depended on it. He had never seen anything so attractive & anybody so beautiful, and he just could not stop admiring his mother’s bare self.
Sonam had lost control over herself long ago. She had been sexually taunting her son, and pushing him to his limits. And, now, Keshav too had completely lost the very little amount of say he had on his ‘deeds’.
Keshav already knew how he wanted this conversation to end. He very well knew what he wanted once they were done exchanging texts. But, now, he also knew how badly he wanted the next phase to begin.
It had only been a minute since Keshav received the picture from his mother. But, he felt he already knew each curve in his mother’s body, like she had always been naked for him, throughout his life.
This was not a photo that was taken sometime earlier. This was a photo that was taken that very second. This was a photo his mother shot especially for her son.
6:55 AM was the time in the clock, just above the mirror in front of which Sonam stood, occupying the upper left corner of the picture. It was exactly 5 hours since they had started texting.
But the question still remained…. Did it all begin only after the first message was sent?? Or was the first message sent only because something very dark & black had already taken birth??
It took a lot of years for Keshav and his mother, Sonam, to slowly start feeling attracted towards each-other. It took even more time for them to start expressing their most unrighteous desires, and engage in the evilest of sins.
However funny it may seem, it only took a few mere hours, once they started talking, to expose their naked selves for each-other.
“Just like I always imagined her to be…” Keshav said to himself, looking into his mother’s uncovered picture. He had a wide grin on his face, and looked like a man possessed.
The picture of his mother in her purest form, took him through a turmoil of emotions. What he had always feared would happen, was indeed happening. It was all just like he thought it would be. It was everything he tried not to let happen, but miserably failed.
Ever since Keshav turned 18, he had been having very confusing, yet very arousing dreams of his mother, every other night. He had never lusted for her, and though he could never understand what the reason behind the strange reminders were, it always made him wonder if they were signs.