“So good. It’s so good,” he moaned almost incoherently as he was still getting used to the idea of his mother jerking him off. Something he had hoped for, wanted, but deep-down thought would never happen, especially after last night. He lowered his eyes, and the expanse of her skin flooded his vision as her tits came into his view. “Oh my God,” he groaned; up close her dark-skinned twin mounds were a sight to see. They stood proud on her chest, full and round and he watched them rise and fall with each laboured breath as she watched his cock stiffen even more in her grip. Gundu lowered a hand and cupped her soft tit flesh. He felt her shudder at the touch and a soft sigh escaped her lips. She gave a little moan as her son’s fingertips caressed her hard nipple.
“It’s been…so long. More than fifteen years.”
Guddu pulled his hips back and slid his cock from his mother’s grip. She seemed startled when he moved and knelt on the bed at her feet, reached forward and laid his hands on her knees and began to gently separate her legs.
“You shouldn’t…what are you…You want to…,” she whispered. Then a low groan followed as his lips landed on her firm inner thighs. “Oh my God…Oh my God…,” she moaned as he left a moist trail higher and higher along her thighs.
“My turn,” Gundu said as he opened her thighs even further. Meera’s eyes widened as the dark fur covering her pussy came into view, knowing and craving what was coming. Glancing between her now spread thighs, Guddu could see her swollen and glistening cunt lips through the tangle of hair. His only exposure to a pussy had been in porn, and almost all of them were western and shaven. There was something so primal and exciting seeing his mother in her ready to fuck.
“We can’t…ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Meera moaned. Knowing that she did not mean it Guddu extended his tongue and dragged it up the length of her soaked gash. Her sex scent filled his nostrils, and her taste coated his tongue as he gripped her now quivering thighs, holding her slit open to his oral assault. Finishing at her throbbing clit, he lifted his head and stared into her lust-filled eyes. He knew she wanted this, but she needed to say it; to herself as much as him.
“Should I stop?” Guddu asked in a gentle voice.
Meera reached down and tangled her fingers in his hair. An almost wild look filled her eyes as she tightened her grip. “God help me,” she panted back. Then she spewed more filth than he had ever heard her say in his entire life. “Lick your mother’s cunt, baby,” she half growled as she tugged at his head pulling it into her sex trench. “I want to fucking cum all over your face.” His mouth closed on her, his tongue driving through the mat of hair to spear between her waiting cunt lips. Guddu heard a guttural moan as his mouth tasted her hot nectar. This was his first time being with a woman. Oh, he had watched a ton of porn; but doing it yourself was totally different. AND IT WAS HIS MOTHER, THE WOMAN HE FANTASISED ABOUT.
Guddu sucked, licked slurped, and drank every drop he could. He wanted nothing more than to pleasure his mother. He found and focussed on her pulsing clit and pulled it into his mouth, sucking on the hard bud.
Meera reached up one hand and covered her gaping mouth just in time to muffle the wail that rolled out of her. “Mmmppfffffffffffffffffffffffff,” she screamed into the palm of her hand, as her other hand ground her son’s face between her spasming thighs. A flood of cunt cream pumped into Gundu’s mouth which he gratefully swallowed as his mother came noisily on his tongue. “So good, oh God,” his mother moaned as she dropped the hand covering her mouth to a tit. One hand held her son’s head against her quim, while the other cupped her breast, pinching her aching nipple.
It was like his Fantasy number ten, and he knew once would not be enough, so he slid one hand off her thigh and deeper into her waiting, welcoming wet V. Even as her body trembled and shook from the after-shocks of her first orgasm, Guddu slid two fingers into her drenched hole. “Oh fuck…fuck yes,” she whimpered. “Finger fuck me, son”, his mother keened down at her only son. His face coated in her juices, he looked up at her face. It was strained and tense from the intensity of what she was experiencing, and the veins on her neck stood out as her back began to arch in the chair.
“Going to…how…oh shit,” Meera gasped. Gundu knew she was close to cumming again and quickly lowered his mouth back down and engulfed her swollen lips. Then an animal gurgle came out of her mouth and her son’s mouth was filled full once again by her ejaculate. He held her spasming body and drank the cum pouring from her as she roared through her orgasm. When she collapsed back on the bed his entire face was covered with her cum, and juices dripped off his chin to his chest. Her hands tugged at the sides of Guddu’s head and she stared into his eyes.
“Do you know what you just did?” she asked still panting.
“Yes, I do,” Guddu said simply. He couldn’t, wouldn’t hide from the fact he had just given his mother two soul-shaking orgasms.
“Fuck me…please” she sounded like she was begging.
That was all Guddu needed; he reached down and held his throbbing cock in one hand while he supported himself on the other. Aiming the engorged head for her swollen lips, he lowered his hips. Just as the tip touched her moistness, he looked into her eyes.
“I am going to fuck you now, mother. It’s all I have ever wanted,” he whispered. His cock head parted her lips like they were soft wet petals, and as he slid the head inside, he heard the soft wet sucking sound of acceptance. He felt his mother’s tight walls gripping his cock as his fuck pole entered her.
“Oh, Jesus” Meera groaned as she stared into his face. “Slow baby, slow my Gundu,” she gasped. “It’s been fifteen years.”
With a grunt Guddu pushed down, sliding a couple more inches into her. His mother’s eyes fluttered again, her mouth opening in a silent “Oh” as her body gave a small spasm under her son. Her nails dug into his arse and then slowly eased up, establishing a rhythm with his thrusts. Then she clutched his arse cheeks uncontrollably. “My God.” She breathed out a long, satisfied sigh. “I just came, fuck that was good.” A proud possessive smile crept over her face. “Fuck your mother good, baby,” she sighed as she encouraged her son to take her fully.
With three-quarters of his cock inside her fuck tunnel, Guddu began to rock his hips, slowly sliding in and out of her now dripping pussy. With each forward motion more and more of his cock entered her. “Oh shit” Meera grunted as his pelvis came down on hers, his entire eight inches now buried to the hilt inside her. Her grip tightened on her son’s arse, holding him as they fucked. She squeezed him and gasped, “Don’t move.” He had never fantasied this as she ground her hips in a slow circle under him, as pressed her mound against his pelvis. Rhythmic waves were pulsing along her tight walls as his mother skewered herself on her son.