Son brings out the slut in his Marathi mom – Part 3

Hello All, This is Meena here again. As we saw in the last part, I made my son mad for my pussy, and he fucked me like a bitch. We went to sleep after the morning sex only to get up in the evening. I was up, and my son was still sleeping.

I went to the washroom to freshen up, and when I returned, I checked my naked body in the mirror. My big boobs were red with bite marks, And my ass looked so nice with no wrinkles on it. I glowed on my face because of the fantastic fuck my son gave me.

He fucked the hole from where his existence came and claimed his mother as his. I felt proud of raising him. I recollected how he kissed me while fucked me, looking in the mirror and watching my son pound my pussy like a dog. It made me wet again.

I was rubbing my wet clit. I went and woke him up with a kiss and started to lick his tongue while my hands were massaging his cock. He broke the kiss, asked me to put my ass on his face, and put his dick in my mouth (69 position). He licked me hard and fast, and at the same time, I was sucking his dick now.

We fucked each other in the 69 position for good 25 minutes. I was the one to cum first, I still had his dick in my mouth, and he shot his cum in my mouth before I could take it out. This was the first time I had taken cum in my mouth. I felt yuck. But accidentally, I swallowed it, and it didn’t feel that bad. I liked it.

We got up and freshened up ourselves. I only had kurta’s, leggings, and some long gowns that covered me up totally. I never wore a padded bra and panty because of my size. He came and sat in the chair with his towel across his waist. I pulled it.

Me: “Kahi nahi ghalaycha, bagh mi kashi naagdi aahe. Tasach naagda rahaycha.” (Don’t wear your clothes. See, am I not naked?) “Saang kay pahije majhya jhavadya navrya la? Kase kapde ghatle pahije me.” (What does my fucker want me do?)

Shiven took his phone and showed me his ex-wife’s honeymoon photo. She had worn transparent baby doll gowns, bikinis showing off her boobs, and short dresses that were front opening and showed her ample boobs. They hardly managed to cover her bums, netted coverups etc.

Shiven: “Hya peksha pan mothi chinaal pahije tu mala.” (I want you to be a bigger slut than this.)

Me: “Acha tar tula mi ardhi naagdi firli pahije” ( Oh so you want me to roam the streets half naked.)

Shiven: “Ithech nahi, hya pudhe asech kapde ghaatle pahije tu. Randi banaycha na tula majhi? Mag mala majhi randi bayko modern and hot havi aahe. Nusta kapdech nahi, tar daru pyaycha, ciggarette pyaycha ashi modern havi aahe.”

(Not only in Goa, but I want you to change yourself into a cock loving slut. I want my slutty wife to wear skimpy clothes, open my leg, and smoke and drink everything.)

Me: “Barobar porga jamna la ghaatla aahe me. Sagla karen mi tujhya lund saathi. Aj pasun laaz sharam sagli sodhli mi, bas majhi chut and tujha lund. Jithe bolshil mi naagdi hoil. Chal mag jaau and shopping karu.” (Yes, I will do everything for you. Let’s go shopping then.)

We got up, had a bath, and cleaned ourselves. He wanted me to wear something sexy, and I did not have anything. I removed hi T neck sando and wore that. That came till my bums covered only half of them. I took the scissors and cut the leggings so that they only covered my huge ass.

I wore them without my panty. He was excited looking at me like this. We went shopping, and I brought all kinds of skimpy clothes shorter than my daughter-in-law wore. The bikini covered my nipples, and beach coverups failed to cover anything. I tried all these and showed them to him in the changing room.

He was hard and wanted to fuck, but since we were in India, he couldn’t.
On the way home, we brought liquor, and I asked him to get me smokes too. I already gave him a handjob on the scooter. As soon as we shut our room door, He tore my clothes up. He was rock hard.

He lubricated his cock with his spit and put it in my wet pussy. He was fucking me rough and hard, talking dirty with me. He fucked me for 20 mins and cum in me. I also had my orgasm. We were lying naked. It was 8 at night. He poured two glasses of whisky on the rocks and gave one to me.

Shiven: “To my new hot fucking wife. Cheers!”

Me: “To my new slutty journey, cheers!”

We both had it bottoms up. I never had liquor, it burnt as it went down, but I started to feel good. I asked him to smoke, and he taught me how to smoke. After I could, I smoked 3 cigarettes in a row and was almost 3 pegs down. I was a little dizzy but felt nice.

Shiven: “C’mon, dress up. Let’s go to a pub.”

Me: ” Yes, kay ghalu mi?” ( What do you want me to wear?)

Shiven: ” Je ghalun pan na ghatlya sarkha asel.” ( Something that won’t feel like you are dressed.)

I wore the spaghetti skin-fitting short dress with undergarments. It showed my ample bosoms and failed to cover my ass. Shiven took me to a pub, but it wasn’t like the renowned pubs.

We went to one in Candolim. It was dim, music was loud, people were smoking, and some girls wore skimpiest clothes and looked like foreigners. I saw people snuggling into each of the girls, grinding their dicks on their asses, touching their boobs.

Shiven brought me a beer. I was having for the first time. I didn’t like the taste, but he asked me to keep going. We were at a corner table. I was snuggling onto him. He pushed his hand around and pressed my boobs, kissing me in between on my lips. I was getting turned on.

I excused him and went to the washroom. I saw girls touching upon their make-ups, and all looked like sluts. They looked at me. They were whores. I was in the closet when I heard.

Girl1: “Yeh tera waala kaafi chikna hai re, kitna lutaya usne abhi tak.” ( the guy with you is handsome. How much did he spend?)

Girl 2: ” Bara hazaar ke liye kaat chuki hu, aur raat mein dus alag dega.” (Twelve thousand and he will pay ten more in the night.)

Girl 1: “Kya baat hai, Kaise pataya usko?”

Girl 2: ” Are abhi usko red-room main short session diya, muh mein liya. Bohut tagda hai uska. Session ke baad pucha usne toh 10000 ka rate fix kiya puri raat ka.” (I gave him a short session today in the red room. So he booked me for the night for ten grand.)

I then realised that all the girls here were whores and dancing with men. I came out of the closet and washed my hands. I touched my make-up when a girl approached me.

Girl: “Tujhe pehli baar dekha hai yaha, nayi join kiya kya? Aur tera item bhi kadak hai.” ( I haven’t seen you before. Have you joined in new? And the guy looks handsome.)

Me: ” Nahi, Main yaha ki nahi hu. Pune se laaya mujjhe chaar din ke liye.” ( He brought me from Pune for four days.)

Girl: “Waah, kitna de raha woh? Kya rate hai tera?”( Wow, how much is he paying you? How much are you charging him for one night.)

Her words turned me on to the hilt. I felt like a slut. I lit up a cigarette and talked to her.

Me: “Main ek night ka 15000 leti hu. Par isko concession diya hai. Mera aashiq hai, bohut tagda lund hai iska and bohut der tak pelta hai. Toh isse 10000 hi le rahi ek night ka.” ( I charge 15k for the night. But I gave him a concession since he is my mad lover and a great fucker.)

I was too turned on. I removed my bra and panty and put them in the bag.

Girl: “Yeh kya kar rahi hai?” (What are you doing?)

Me: “Are chut mein khujli hui hai, toh red room jaake mitati hu usse. Kaha hai ye red room yaha?” (I am feeling horny now, so will fuck him in the red room. Where is it?)

She showed me the way to the red room. I went out to Shiven. He was waiting for me desperately. I went and sat on his lap, took my panty out from my purse and gave it to him. He got excited. T

hen I pulled my spaghetti strap aside and showed my ample cleavage and boobs. Now the dress was a bit transparent, so if anyone saw me in night bright light, they could see my big boobs. I could feel his cock hardening.

Me: “Madarchod, mala ya randi khanyaat aanlas na aata jhav mala hya randyan sarkha var jaaun. Chal.” (You Motherfucker, you got me in the house, now fuck me like a whore in the room upstairs.)

Saying this, I gave him a nice wet kiss and pulled him towards the red room. As we were climbing the stairs, Shiven had gotten wild, and he was rubbing my ass beneath my dress. My whole ass was seen. The girl told me where to get the keys to the red room.

I gave her name, and the man up there took 1200 bucks. The red room was nothing but a room with a bed and a cloth partition, just like they have in the ICUs. As soon as we got the access, I saw whores fucking their clients. There were around 5 whores in there with their clients.

Shiven was horny watching this, and so was I. I pulled my dress over my head and got naked. Shiven pulled his jeans down. I bent and started sucking his dick.

Me: “Aah! kay taatla aahe haa lund. Kiti kadak ani mast. Ghe randi pahije hoti na, jhav mala ithe randyan madhye aata.” (You so hot and horny, you wanted me to be a whore, right? Now fuck me in the whore house.)

Shiven was pressing my boobs. I laid him and started sucking him. He was fingering my pussy. I was leaking already.

Shiven: “Ho ga randi, kashi nagdi jhaali. Aaj tujhi gandach marto mi.” (Yes, you whore. Wait, I will fuck your ass.)

Shiven pulled me onto the bed and started pounding me. The cloth was not covered properly, and I moved it more for the slut next door to have a look. She was staring. My legs were spread and in the air, and Shiven was standing and pounding me hard.

Me: “Aah! Jhav aur jorat jhav madarchod. Ah vijav majhi aah! (Harder, you mother fucker, fuck me harder now.)

I was moaning loudly, like other females too. He then turned me into doggy style. I stretched my arms and slid the curtain, and we were openly fucking now. Shiven put oil from the table on his dick and kept fingering me with those oily fingers.

I was licking and sucking his dick. He made me lie flat on the bed and entered me from behind.

Me: “Halu Halu aai jhavadya, aaah! gaand faatli maji, aah! (Slow, you bastard, my ass is torn now.)

Shiven kept licking my back and neck, and I felt good after some time. He started to fuck me harder.

Shiven: “Aah! Aj pasun mi roj tujhi gaand marnar. Kiti mothi gand aah tujhi, evdhi tight and kadak” Sataak!! ( Ah! from today, I am going to fuck your ass. What an ass this is.)

He spanked my butt hard. Sataak!

Me: “Ho bhadvya asach jhavat raha, roj toh lund taak majhyaat. Vedi jhaali mi tujhya lund saathi.” (Yes, you bastard, keep fucking me like this, keep putting your dick in me.)

He fucked me there for 30 minutes, and we both cum together. The neighbouring man fucking the whore came in and asked me for my rate and my pimp. But Shiven said he was my pimp, and I was his property for now.

We went back to the deck. I downed a few pegs of tequila shots. I was high, already dancing like a maniac moving my booty. Shiven was holding me, pressing my bums, and kissing me in front of everyone. We left the pub at 3 am. I was tipsy totally.

Shiven made me hug him tight, held my hand and drove to the hotel. He pulled my strap down in the lift, pressed my bums and sucked my left boob. I was giving him a handjob. When the elevator stopped at the floor, the housekeeping lady saw us.

I went like that with my messed-up dress, holding his dick in my hand in the room in front of the lady. That night Shiven fucked me again till 5 in the morning. Then we slept only to get up in the evening.

This was the start of my fucking journey with my son. I wanted to continue it after returning, but it wouldn’t be easy with known people. I will tell you what happened next and how my nymphomaniac life began in the next story.