Bachelor son’s sweet anal obsession – Part 7

Story in son Deva’s POV:

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of clamor and plates. As I got ready and went out, I was welcomed by my beloved uncles, aunts, and my little cousins.

My mother was the eldest in the family. The other two aunts were much younger than my mom and their kids were still at school. My mom played a very important role in raising my aunts after my grandparent’s demise. She took household responsibility from a young age and made sure that aunts received a good education. She was also happy when each of her sisters found their own partners unlike her. Mom always respected their decisions. So, everyone treats my mother with respect and affection.

I had a nice time interacting with the extended family. But I couldn’t take my eyes off my beautiful mother happily roaming about in her pink kurti and black leggings. Her breasts extended out elegantly and the contours of her flaring fertile shapely hips were a treat to gaze on.

“Good morning, beta! Remember what I told you yesterday!” she quipped as she walked past me casually. That nerve!

We had a nice family breakfast. Our eyes met casually and we took liberties testing each other as if we were at war.

As we all were immersed in conversations, who would have known that her beautiful feet were in her son’s mouth the previous night? Could anyone have guessed that her buxom ass was penetrated thoroughly by my tongue? That her beautiful hand which served the breakfast teased out ropes cum from her son’s cock hours before?

That we are doing the most forbidden things and enjoying it in secret abandonment? That this beautiful elegant lady everyone so respected was spreading out her ass for me to smell and eat?

And hell! I wanted more.

We planned a family trip to a picnic spot on a mountainside. The ladies were busy preparing the meals and gossiping while the menfolk were discussing politics and the stock exchange. Me and the kids cleaned up the car and packed up the kits. I loaded the 7-seater and got ready for the journey.

We helped everyone board the car. Papa took the driving role. My eldest uncle took the front seat. Aunts and younger uncles took the middle row, kids on their laps.

My mother and I accommodated ourselves in the backseat. Since half of one seat was filled with kits and gears, my mother and I had to adjust. Naturally, she sat partially on my lap.

“Be decent”, she quietly whispered in my ear as the engine came to life.

“You know I am innocent!”, I smiled at her.

As our journey progressed, we all were engrossed in family banter and merry-making. However, even in the midst of the conversations, I managed to gently put my hands in the slit of mom’s kurti. Soon I felt her naked sweaty waist even as we carried on the banter. Soon, I was exploring my mother’s sweaty tunny, back, and waist.

The only time she flinched was when I gave a pinch the moment when the car maneuvered through the pothole. She looked at me pleadingly yet seductively as my calloused hands rubbed her soft fleshy waist. In retaliation, my mother grabbed my crotch through my jeans, giving me an instant choke reaction.

As I gasped, my mother handed me a bottle of water and very innocently asked:

“Are you okay, beta?”

“Yes maa”, I said squeezing her waist roughly.

Now, it was her turn to gasp and I happily offered water to her.

As we drove further, my mother placed herself on my lap completely. Both my hands were inside her kurta while she had a formidable clutch on my crotch through my jeans.

I was feeling her bare beautiful tummy, exploring every part, tickling her navel while she was feeling my thick hard-on with her hands. After squeezing me, she got bolder and placed her crotch over mine, leaning forward innocently talking with her sisters while her privates were practically rubbing against my hard-on clad in jeans. Soon I got a text from mom.

Priya: Remove your jeans.

Deva: Yes.

Priya: Like your mommy rubbing on your hard-on?

Deva: Oh yes, my sweet sweet maa!

Priya: Who is he hard for?

Deva: For a lady with a tasty butthole!

Priya: Tasty?

Deva: Yes! My mom’s tasty, smelly, delicious beautiful butthole!

Priya: Oh son, you pervert!

Deva: Oh, mom! Your crotch is so warm. It feels so nice when you move like that. Shit mom, I’m going to remove your leggings.

Priya: No, don’t! Shit! You crazy retard! Put back my leggings!

Deva: No! You told me to remove my jeans, so your leggings must go too!

Priya: Shit! Now it’s your underwear-clad cock on mommy’s panty-clad pussy.

Deva: Yes, my beautiful goddess!

Priya: You idiot! Like the way I move?

Deva: Love it maa, keep enjoying my cock mother. It’s so pleasurable.

Priya: Oh baby, your monster is so hard.

Deva: You missed him?

Priya: So much! I am gonna sit on him alright. Oh, he is so steely.

Deva: Oh maa, your panty is very wet. Your juice is wetting my underwear.

Priya: Geez! Sorry, son! Remove it if you want but only one condition. You should remove yours too!

Deva: Done.

Priya: Ohh, son! Make contact very very slowly. I don’t want to moan.

Deva: How is it now, maa? Can you feel him? Slide slowly or otherwise, I might moan! Your juice is falling on my cock!

Priya: Oh, it’s so hard and so warm, Deva.

Deva: Slide on my cock, my lovely woman. I dreamt of this moment for years. Enjoy me!

Priya: Oh, sliding on you feels so good! You are so good!

Deva: I am gonna let go and enjoy your movements, mother!

She moved ever so seductively on my thick rod back and forth as I was lost in bliss. I did not understand how she managed to have a conversation with other people while she was sluttily sliding her wet velvety pussy on my cock.

My aunts, uncles, and papa were laughing at her jokes. They had no idea that my mother was naked below the waist, that she was sliding her pussy lips on my manhood. The teasing and the enjoyment continued until we were nearing the destination.

I put back mom’s clothes on her before pulling up my underwear and jeans. As the vehicle halted at the picnic spot, we looked at each other in a secret smile.

“Are you okay?” maa asked very casually.

“No, I need to eat something! I am famished due to hard work!” I quipped.

If only others knew that the hard work I did! I was working hard, holding my mom, making sure her pussy was in the right place, keeping her from falling, accommodating her gyrating hip movements and keeping her pussy juice from falling on our dresses!

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