Incestuous Relationship With Sexy Mother

Hey everyone! So this story about an incestuous relationship is complete fiction, and none of the characters or their bodily descriptions are real. Have a good time reading this one!

I was lying around aimlessly in my bed and was not able to sleep at all. The temperature outside the house was a striking 45 degrees Celsius. The air conditioner in my room was working tirelessly to keep my room cold. However, the AC was not able to cool the sexual heat which was burning in my body.

I’m a 23-year-old man employed in one of the most leading MNCs situated in India. My bodily measurements are such that women would love to get me in their bed. I have a height of 6.2 feet with superb six-packs and the right tone of muscles.

My chest is filled with random tattoos such as that of a phoenix or an ancient compass. Thankfully, my body does not have any bodily hair at all. I’m a pianist. Nature bestowed upon me extremely long feminine fingers, which I have seen my female colleagues ogle at with extreme lust.

Even though I am interested in having sex, I lack the confidence to approach any woman. I woke up in the middle of the night. The sexual heat in my body was becoming too difficult to contain. My 7 inch boner was a testament to that fact indeed.

I fired up my laptop immediately and hit up Indian Sex Stories, which was suggested to me by my dear friend. I started browsing various categories, and surprisingly, the Incest one caught my attention. I started reading a couple of well-written and sexually inciting sex stories on hot mothers.

Immediately, I relieved myself of the sexual heat. Lying down in my bed satisfactorily, I had a good night’s sleep. Night after night, I continued to read sex stories and the mother topic became my favorite.

One night after an hour of pleasing myself, I was lying in my bed. The image of my mother came into my mind. Until then, I had never seen my mother in a sexual manner. When the image of my mother came into my mind, I started appreciating her beauty as I had never done before.

She is 50 years old, yet she has a sexy body. Her silky black hair falls till her hips. Her breasts are quite huge. She has a comparatively small waist but an amazing ass. It then hit me that even my mom would have a high sexual drive because of the incident. It had happened 10 years ago.

My dad was returning from his office when he suffered a huge accident. He was in the ICU for 5 days. After his surgery, the doctor informed my mother that his abdomen area has been severely damaged. It resulted in erectile dysfunction for a lifetime.

There had been no sexual activity between them, which ultimately led to their divorce 2 years ago. Mom had turned her attention to fitness. Hence, her great body shape oozed sexuality. My other family members and neighbors ogled at it with a lot of lust.

While replaying all these incidents in my head, my hand aimlessly went for my big rod. It surprisingly was erect and was a bit wet with the precum which I had.
I kept my left hand on my rod and started jerking it. My mind yet again bought the image of my mother in front of my eyes.

She was standing naked in front of me. I imagined playing with her big breasts. My fingers were playing the piano in her pussy, which greatly pleased her. Suddenly, the AC in my room shut down. When I went to switch on my fan, I figured out that there was probably a fuse problem in my room.

In all this hustle-bustle, my erection had died. I went to check on my mom in her room. When I opened her door, I saw that the AC was on. I was relieved that she was not suffering the wrath of the summer. I was about to close the door to her bedroom when I saw a sexual spectacle.

The moonlight was hitting perfectly on her body. She was wearing a pink camisole which was exposing a lot of her bust and her pussy. I had an immediate hard-on. I was about to close the door when I saw her bra lying in her laundry bag.

It was a red satin-colored push-up bra, and the size was 34D. I was elated that my mom had such huge breasts. My raging hard-on started causing discomfort in my pants. I closed the door. I decided to masturbate and then sleep in the living room with another air conditioner.

However, the amount of sweat made me want to take a bath at 3 am in the night. I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I felt immediate relief when the cold water started chiseling my well-built bare chest. My raging hard-on still did not subside, and I sat down in the shower.

With cold water cooling my body, I started imagining a hot steamy scenario with my mom. I imagined that she, too, was taking a shower with me. I first kissed her wet shoulders and turned her slowly towards me. I attacked her lips with passion which she responded with equal vigor.

As we played with each other’s tongues, one of my hands caressed her back, and the other went down to her cave. I inserted one, two, and then finally three fingers in her cave. I pushed her slowly to the bathroom wall. One of her hands was caressing my cheeks, whereas the other was running across my rod.

When I started my fingering, she started kissing me with more passion for sustaining the moans. At the same time, she started jacking off my dick with great speed. As the fingering turned more intense, so did the kissing. We were running out of breath, but we continued our passionate french kissing.

At some time, she came heavily on my fingers and bit my lower lip. We looked at each other, and then I attacked her huge breasts. She was moaning, “Slow down, Tiger,” throughout. I went lower down to her cave which was well shaved, and started eating her.

Her moans were beyond control, and now and then, she would say, “Yes, eat me right there, yes lick harder. My clitoris, rub it.” She put one of her legs on my back and gave me better access to her pussy. When she came heavily, she licked my lips from where the blood was flowing.

She whispered in my ears, “Let mommy compensate for that injury.” Immediately, the positions reversed. I was standing with my back resting on the toilet wall and her taking my rod in her mouth. My cock felt a huge warmth as it entered her mouth, and she started slowly.

One of her hands was caressing my butt, and the other one was playing with my testicles. She then increased her speed, and I came in her mouth after some minutes. She drank all the cum. She came up smiling slightly at me, and we kissed again with more vigor.  My rod was erect in no time.

She put both her hands on my shoulders and lifted herself. Locking her legs behind my back, I inserted my rod in her much warmer cave and started stroking her. She was continuously moaning, “Oh yes, it feels so so good. I have wanted this for a long time. Fuck me hard, you motherfucker.”

I was equally moaning, “Oh yes, mom. You’re so hot. I will fuck you hard. It feels so fucking good.” We then sat down, and she sat on me and continued. This time again, we were kissing while she was lifting her hips up and down. The moans had subsided with our passionate kissing.

She broke apart just for a second and whispered, “I want to feel your virile seeds in my pussy,” and then got back to kissing. The kissing got very intense. We both figured that we were close to a possible climax. It turned out that the hunch was true, and we did climax.

In response to her climax, mom grabbed my head hard towards her, left my lips. She gave me a gorgeous love bite on my neck. She rested there as we both waited for our breaths to go back to normal, and the fluids came out of her cave.
Imagining all this, I was jerking off.

Even in that cold shower, I felt an interior sexual heat. I came with much vigor and force, spraying the opposite wall with my thick cum. With the erection now subsided, I applied soap, cleaned off the cum stains on the wall. I finished my bath. I came out of the bathroom.

I dried myself, decided to sleep shirtless, and wore a white pajama without any underwear. Before crashing into the living room, I decided to check on my mom. When I opened the door, I saw her sleeping. But this time, one of her hands was on her humongous naked breasts, and the other was on her pussy.

The moonlight had shifted a bit, and I saw fluid on her sheets. Smiling to myself with another erection, I understood that my mom was indeed sexually hungry. I crashed onto the sofa-cum-bed. I did not jerk off and waited for the erection to subside, which it did soon.

Before going to sleep, I resolved: My mom was deprived of proper sexual pleasures for 10 years. I, being a dutiful son, had decided not to deprive her of the heavenly pleasures anymore. I needed her to satisfy my sexual hunger.

I decided that when I woke up the next day, I would set the wheels in motion for my elaborate plan. It would lead to heavenly coitus of incestuous delight of a mother’s love.