The next day the atmosphere in the house was charged. Shobha was dressed in her nightie with a thin veil upon it. Her hair was tied with a scarf and she had applied fresh body spray which had filled the room with fragrance.
Rahul coming down and seeing his mother’s attire was delighted. He hurried his steps and coming behind his mother he put his arms around her waist and nuzzled his head on her hair. Inhaling deeply the aroma he untied the scarf holding her hair before wishing her good morning.
Shobha stood still allowing her son to loosen her hair and when he was inhaling its fragrance she said ‘the breakfast is getting cold.’
Holding her by the waist, Rahul dragged his mother to the dining table and sat down. Shobha proceeded to feed him and as Rahul’s hands were free, he started to caress her waist. Shobha started enjoying his caresses and took her own time in feeding him.
Rahul then became adventurous. He slid his hand down over the left side of her buttocks and placed it over there. Shobha did not object to this. His hand then slid further down and came upon her rich thighs. He started to slide his fingers slightly over her thighs and when his mother did not object, he tried to push his hand further down between them.
Shobha suddenly pulled his hand away from her thighs. Rahul’s hand went back to her waist again. He knew there were some limitations and he continued fondling her waist with more vigor squeezing the soft rich curves of her waist. Shobha did not object to this and as she got up on feeding him she felt her son’s hands caress her voluptuous buttocks and this made her shiver.
As Rahul got up he playfully held his mother’s veil. Shobha turned around to face him. Rahul smiled at her and pulling out her veil he ran away from her before wiping his face and hands with it.
Shobha screamed obscenities at him and when Rahul threw the veil back at her after stepping out he heard her say ‘when come home, I will make you repent, you naughty fellow.’
Rahul came home early and when his mother enquired about his examinations he replied ‘it was easy and I only have two more to go.’
‘Go and change’ said his mother.
As Rahul came down his mother excused herself saying she had to visit their neighbors and will be back soon. Rahul after spending some time watching the TV went back to his room for studies. It was after quite some time when his mother came to his room. His mother had worn the same nightie which she had worn in the morning and she had discarded the veil.
Seeing her without the veil Rahul smiled at her and asked ‘why, what happened to your veil?’
‘There’s no point in wearing it’ she replied.
‘Why’ asked Rahul, as his mother sat next to him.
‘My son does not allow me to put it on,’ she replied.
‘Why, what does he do,’ asked Rahul moving closer to her.
‘He pulls it away from my body’ replied his mother.
‘But why,’ he again asked her as he put his arm around her waist?
‘I don’t know the reason, tell me if you know it,’ she replied.
‘I have a vague idea but before I tell you, promise you won’t scream at me’ he said.
‘No, I won’t scream at you, I promise’ she said smilingly.
‘Then come closer, I will put the words in your ear’ he said.
Shobha moving her ear to his face asked ‘Is this enough?’
As his mother brought her ear near his face, Rahul first tenderly nibbled her ear before speaking softly ‘I think he wants to see your br no che…’ First he wanted to say breasts then changed it over to chest.
‘Yes, what does he wants to see’ asked his mother moving closer.
‘I think he wants to see your chest’ he said and waited for her response silently.
On hearing it his mother was mildly surprised and she held back for a few seconds before replying ‘I think he should be reprimanded as he is becoming naughty.’
‘Yes, indeed’ he is becoming naughty. How do you intend to reprimand him’ asked Rahul embracing his mother?
‘Let him finish his exams, then I will see to it’ she said.
‘That means you don’t mind it’ he asked putting his arm across her waist and pulling her to him. ‘I did not say so’ she replied.
‘What’s wrong in allowing him to see’ said Rahul pecking kisses on her cheeks.
‘I have not decided about it’ she replied.
‘How long will you take to decide about it’ he said shuffling her hair with his hands.
‘Keep trying you may succeed’ shot back his mother.
Hearing those words Rahul was encouraged. Lifting his hands he held his mother by her head and drawing her face closer to his, he kissed her squarely on her lips.
Shobha sizzled as he felt his hot lips on hers. Unable to control anymore she drew his head and opening her mouth wide kissed him back. Rahul was enchanted by this and in a reflex action he pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth and embraced his mother’s body to his.
Shobha was stimulated by the passionate kiss and as Rahul drew her up to his body, she tamely succumbed to his ministrations. Her body was set on fire. Rahul feeling her body shivering started to caress her back and bringing his hand under her arms he moved it over the side of her breasts.
Shobha moaned hard when she felt her son’s hand trying to feel her breasts. She pressed her upper body to his completely, squashing her breasts over his chest. Rahul could no longer put his hand on her breasts. He placed his hands over her shoulders and pushing her back he trust one of his hand on her chest.
Shobha moaned louder. Her tongue slipped out and started to lick her son’s lips. Rahul felt possessed. He thrust his hand deep between his mother’s chest. His hand felt the opening of his mother’s nightie. His fingers started to fumble over her hooks and with great difficulty he managed to unhook two of them.
As the flaps of his mother’s nightie gave way, his fingers came in contact with the warm flesh of his mother’s bosom. This aroused him. He dug his hand deeper till he could feel the silkiness of his mother’s brassiere. This made his prick shot up.
Shobha’s body too was throbbing in the heat of the passion. She lifted her body for a second to allow her son’s hand to take possession of her breasts and as Rahul slid his hand over the cup of her bra, she shuddered and wet her panties.
Rahul too was on the verge of shooting and as his mother allowed access to his hands to cup her bra his pecker shot up and when he felt his mother’s body convulse in the heat of the passion he again jammed his lips on hers and cupping her breast over her bra he shot his load in his pants. (eXbi,2009)
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