Story from Priya’s POV: After the storm subsided that night, we managed to reach home safely. When we entered the hall, it was pitch dark. But thanks to the moon and street lights, we could manage without switching the lights on. In the dead night’s silence, along with the ticks of the pendulum clock, Ravi’s snoring was far from imperceptible. Deva gazed at my glistening skin marred in rainy wetness. The damp saree did a wonderful job of sticking to my flaring voluptuous figure. Quite unsurprisingly, I felt my son’s hand rest once again on the contours of my soft ass. “Not in the hall!” I whispered. Before I could do anything, I felt my pallu being removed. Once again my saree fell on the floor and I found myself pinned on the wall, ass facing him. I could clearly hear the sound of my husband snoring from the other end of the wall as much as I could feel my son lovingly removing my sandals. He sat down on the floor, held my dainty feet in his hands, and gently ran his wet tongue through my toes sucking them with so much love. Looking into my eyes, he began flicking his tongue on my toe, just the way I flicked my tongue on his penis. “Don’t tickle me, you moron!” I whispered. But short yelps of ticklish moans erupted from my mouth. I had to use enormous willpower to stay silent even as he most lovingly tickled my feet. “If you tickle anymore, I am going to shout and wake up your papa!” I chided even as I moved my toes in and out of his warm mouth. Quite scared, my insatiable son shifted his focus to my ankles and slowly to my calves. I knew he was smelling my skin as much as he was feeling it. His nose found a way to the back of my knees which quite unknown to my husband, was an erogenous zone. Deva amorously smelled and attended to that sweat-filled place. He then got up and stood behind me. “Don’t you want to wake up papa?” he teased as he undid the knot of my petticoat. I took in a huge breath as if to shout and almost laughed as I saw Dev’s expression suddenly turn to that of absolute panic. “So, now that you know your place, don’t you dare tease me!” I whispered. “Yes maa!” my son submitted. I tried to shout again and this time, my son closed my mouth with his palms pulling me close to his large muscular frame. My panty-clad ass was jammed between my son’s pelvis and the wall. “Now you know your place!” Dev whispered as he undid my blouse and sent it to the floor in a jiffy. He gently lifted my arms and savored the pungent steamy aroma of my armpits even as he gently plodded his fingers into my mouth as my tongue warmed his calloused finger. My wheatish soft wrist was bound by the thick brown palm of my son as he teased and tormented my poor armpit. “Your smell is so sexy! It’s so intoxicating!” he whispered as he relished my scent. “Oh, beta!“ I whispered as he relentlessly worshipped me. “Maa, would you come sleep in my room tonight?” Dev whispered. “Only if you carry me!” I whispered back. — Story from Deva’s POV: I lifted my beautiful mother and brusquely walked to my room, not taking my gaze off her lovely eyes except occasionally to gaze at her seductive form clad in nothing but bra and panty. “What are you going to do with me, beta!” she enquired. “Put my nose in your butthole”, I replied. Then I lay her down on the bed, ass facing the ceiling. She got into a doggy position and jiggle her soft buttery ass cheeks. I caught those buttery heavenly flesh and spread them wide. Through the dim light pervading my room, I could once again relish the sight of my mother’s soft buns of flesh. As I parted her heavenly cheeks, I saw her cherished butthole and the creases surrounding her opening, the velvety moisture, the soft hairs. Then I gently placed my nose in the dampness between. Ahh.. the scent… the scent of a woman is the most divine creation concealed in the most secret places of her beautiful body so sacred. The more secret the place, the more intoxicating the scent. I craved her scent from the day I sniffed her panties for the first time. Now after so many years, I have moved from her panty to her feet, to her calves, to her armpits, to her gorgeous anal crevice of this beautiful woman which was oozing with her phenomenal pheromones. The first whiff of her sweaty butthole sent waves of bliss after bliss as if the very heavens were descending upon me. I breathed in her scent as slowly and deliberately as possible and lodged my face between her cheeks. Soon, the craving to smell was replaced with craving to taste. I dutifully unloaded copious amounts of saliva on her puckered love hole. Then I flicked my tongue on her soft velvet anal tissue. Every gentle swipe of my tongue on her flesh elicited soft moans from my mother. Every probing of my tongue on her surface produced subtle spasms from her premium. Slowly, I decided to rim my mother in her sweet sweaty butthole. Then I penetrated her with my tongue steadily as her orifice welcomed my presence. A few inches into her deep hole felt warm and heavenly. She clenched her butt muscles around my tongue experiencing my wetness before I gently retracted through her tight canal sending waves and spasms of pleasure throughout her body. In a few minutes, the mother and son were in the midst of intense anal rimming. She thrust herself into me as I thrust my tongue into her. The rhythm got faster as much as the spasms of her pleasure and soon my mother was pulsating with waves of bliss rocking her body. I stayed with her till her pulsations evened out before withdrawing my tongue. Sweating and panting, she fell on the bed. I joined her as we embraced, exchanging saliva, feeling each other’s tongues, and embracing each other. “Well, that was something, beta” mother whispered as she rewarded me with copious kisses while undressing me. “Glad you enjoyed it too!” I whispered back between the kisses throwing off her bra. “We sure enjoy each other a lot” she mumbled as we kissed each other, wrapped in embrace. “What a mother you are! Touching your son’s cock”, I whispered as her beautiful hands wrapped around my cock. “Oh yeah! What a son you are, worshipping your mother’s butthole?” She whispered as she began the handjob. “But you worshipped my cock, didn’t you, you slut mother?”, I whimpered while moaning. “Oh yeah! What about eating cake from your mommy’s ass at a party!? Isn’t that dirty?” “Oh, that’s not as half as slutty as letting me smell your ass when your husband is around! Oh maa jerk me like that!”, I whimpered as she artfully jerked her hand across my fat throbbing cock. Then I looked into her eyes and she sensed my impending waves of release. “Ohh yes, beta cum! Cum for your mommy! Cum before papa wakes up” She whispered as the dam of my semen reservoir broke wide open and ropes and ropes of thick white cum were squeezed out by the woman of my dreams. “So much cum!” she whispered as she lovingly cleaned me. “I hope your anal obsession is over by tonight”, said mother as she put on her bra and panties. “I hope so too”, I said. “Good. Because tomorrow our relatives are coming! So, behave. They can’t know about our affair”, she said as she walked out. “Sure, I can hold my horses for a day. Can’t I?” Please write your suggestions and comments to [email protected]
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