A Hot Mom Handjob Sex
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Hi everyone, this is Stephen (pen name) from Poonamallee, Chennai, Tamilnadu, here to tell you about mom handjob sex. I’m 24 years old, and I work in a lab. My dick is 5.8″ long. I weigh around 85 kgs, and my height is 5’11”. This story happened 3 years ago. I came home for Diwali from college. I stayed in a hostel, and my college is OMR. About my mom, her name is Stella (obviously changed). She’s 49 years old (at that time) and a housewife by profession. Dusky in complexion and has a curvy structure with a good fat belly and a fat ass. Her measurements are 36-34-36. Yes, she has great tits and ass. I’ve been close to my mom ever since my childhood. But my love for her changed into lust before realizing it. I used to watch and read lots of incest stuff. But those didn’t get me anywhere. What made my dream come true was an accident. Since it is Diwali, everyone takes an oil bath. Ever since I could remember, my mom used to apply oil and bathe us (me, my sister, and dad) in Diwali. The oil needs to be washed properly from the bodies. She bathes after she has bathed and washed us. So I was the last to bathe after my dad and my sister. I went into the bathroom, sat on a bath stool in my brief, and prayed to control my boner. My mom was standing there in a nighty which was already wet because of bathing my dad and sister. She started to pour hot water on my head – 2 mugs. Then she applied shampoo after that she washed my hair with water again. She applied shampoo two more times and cleaned it. Finally, she took some conditioner and used it on my hair. Then she washed my body and started applying soap. When she was using it on my hairy chest, my nipples got hard. My dick was slightly hard, and she applied soap one more time to clean the oil. Now she told me to stand up because she is about to wash my legs and feet. Since she is fat, she can’t sit down and get up. So I gave her the bath stool, and I stood up. She applied soap to my thighs. While going down the knees, she had to bend further. That was the first time I saw my mother’s naked boobs. Big melons with dark nipples. My dick got harder as fuck just on the sight of her boobs. She noticed my boner and gave me a look with an angry face. I was fucking frightened and was thinking of an escape plan. I said. Me: Sorry ma yennala adakka mudila. (Sorry, mom, I couldn’t control it.) She didn’t react. She just sat and gave me the same angry look. I was scared as hell. So I started again. Me: Ma unmaiyave sorry ma idhuku mel ipdi nadakadhu. (I’m really sorry, ma. This won’t happen again) And she replied Mom: Aama nadakadhu idhukumel. (Yes, it won’t happen again). I was relieved but still was frightened a little, thinking she would tell my dad. But suddenly, she pulled down my brief. I was shocked, and my dick popped out of my brief long and hard. She took the soap and started applying it to my dick and balls. While doing so, she squeezed my balls unknowingly, and I was like, “AAah.” Mom: Kathadha da. (Don’t shout) And she started to jerk my dick by shaking it back and forth. I was like. Me: Sssshhhh, aah. Even though I’m not a virgin, the handjob I’m getting is from my mother, which made me even harder. I slowly took my left hand to her nighty and unzipped her. She pushed my hand away and zipped her nighty back. But at that point, I was very horny. I’ve never been horny like that before that incident. I knelt before her because she was still sitting on the stool. I held her lips in hand and rubbed and pinched it gently. Before I could realize it, I kissed her lips, and to my surprise, she responded. Considering the initial setbacks, I thought she wouldn’t kiss me back. But we kissed for like 2 minutes tops. She stopped me and said, “Are you trying to get caught?” Then she made me stand up and held my dick again with her left hand. But before she could start jerking again, I held her chin and kissed her lips, and licked her neck. She was like ‘Sshh’ and turned on. Then she started to jerk me off again with her slow back and forth action. Her soft hand on my hard dick made it difficult for me and made me hornier. This time I unzipped her nighty again and took out her big boobs. Her nipples were black and hard. I started pressing her boobs with both my hands, and she was jerking me. But to my surprise, she didn’t mind that time, and she was jerking it off. Me: Amma apdiye adha vaaila vechi konja neram sappu ma. (Mom, please take it in your mouth and give me a blowjob.) Mom: Chii po adhellam pannadhe ila naanu. (Shut up, idiot. I haven’t done it even once). I was sad. I put on my ‘dad’ face, and now I rubbed my fingers around her nipples and started to pinch them. She started to increase the pace of her hand on my dick. I was moaning. She suddenly pulled my foreskin back and took the soap in her right hand. She started applying on my dick head in heavenly pleasure both physically and mentally. It was both pleasure and a little pain as she was doing it faster. I started to pinch her nipples as she worked quickly on my dick. Me: Aahhh varudhu, varudhu, vandhuduchu, amma, aahh. (Aah, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I came, mom). My cum splattered on her nighty, her face, and the bathroom floor. It was one hell of a cum. And I’ve never come that much, even during sex. I think this was because I was over-excited by the fact that my mother was the one who gave me the handjob. She cleaned the cum in her face. After cleaning it, I removed her nighty, and she was standing only in her panty. I could see her bush popping out of the sides of her panty. I said Me: Na yenna theichi viduren ma unaku. (I’ll apply oil to you, mom). Mom: ipa than kulicha marubadiyum oil aaga podhu po veliya andha paathuta la. (You’ve just bathed. So get out before you get oiled again, and you’ve seen enough). Before she could even complete the sentence, I took oil in hand, started applying it on her boobs, and massaged it. But she took my hands and made me wash them as she said not to do it and sent me out of the bathroom after I dried myself with the towel. I was out of the bathroom, and the room’s door was locked. So I took off the towel and started to smile and wipe my head. I was very happy and contented as my mom had an orgasm with me. But little did I knew this incident would change my relationship with my mother forever. Stay tuned for the next part of this story, and feel free to give me feedback at [email protected].