Son brings out the slut in his Marathi mom – Part 4

Hello all, Meena here again. As we saw in the last part, my son fucked me like a whore in the whore house. We returned to the hotel and had another hot session with him before we slept at 5 in the morning. Let’s see what happens further.

I woke up in the late afternoon after the satisfactory fuck. The room was messed up with our clothes lying everywhere. Liquor bottles, ashtray filled with buds. I never imagined I would ever lead a life like this, but my son made it possible.

I wanted to come to Goa for so long. But probably Goa was supposed to change my life forever. So, I came with the man I brought into this world. I freshened up and called the room service for tea. When the waiter came in, I covered my son and just wore the satin bathrobe he had brought me.

It just covered my bums. My whole legs and my nipples were pointing. The waiter ogled at me, and it made my pussy twitch. I lit a cigarette and was smoking on the balcony, sipping tea. My bathrobe was reminiscing the wild time my son gave me.

How he fucked me in that room and how I loved to see myself getting fucked by him watching in the mirror. I was in the thoughts when Shiven groped me from the back and pressed my boobs. He was naked. With my touch, I saw his cock gaining strength.

I started rubbing his dick. He bent and kissed me on the lips. I turned around and started sucking him on the balcony. He opened my robe, spread my legs and rubbed my pussy at first and then started fingering it. We both had a good oral session for 10 minutes.

After which, he was rock hard, and I was slippery wet. I asked him to fuck me, and he obliged. He signalled to go to bed. Instead, I got up, removed my robe, bent in front of him holding the railings, and asked him to fuck me there. He got up, inserted his dick in me from the back, and started fucking me.

He was kissing the back of my neck and my head and, at the same time, talking dirty.

Shiven: “Kashi ughdyavar chudte randi. Kiti oli aahe chut tujhi, kadhi pasun majhya lund chi vaat baghte?” (Getting fucked in the open, you whore, you are wet for my dick since when were you waiting to get fucked.)

Me: “Haan madarchod, tujhya lund chich vaat baghat hote mi uthlyapasun. Ani Randi aahe na mi, mag mala ughdyavar chudnyachi kasli laaz. tulach pahije na mi naagdi firu lokan samor, mag jhav mala ithech joraaat.”

(Yes, you motherfucker. I have been waiting for your dick since I woke up. And you called me a whore. Then why should I be ashamed of getting fucked in the open.)

He fucked me hard after hearing those words. I saw a couple watching us fuck from below. He turned and put me on the table. He kept fucking me from the front, licking my neck and kissing me passionately.

Someone was making a video of us fucking, but from below, I told him. He wanted to stop and go in, but I asked him to continue. I was turned on with someone watching.

Me: Ithech chod mala, karat raha asach aah!. Banavu de tyanna video, evdha lambun kahi nahi disnar chehre pan. Jorat ajun jorat maar majhi chut. (No, fuck me here only. Let them make a video they can’t see our faces.)

He fucked me for 20 minutes, and I squirted on his cock. I was so turned on. I was spent and laid there on the table, catching my breath and giving him a hand job. Then I bent and took his dick in my mouth and sucked him until he shot his load inside my mouth. This time I liked the taste.

We had a bath together and packed our stuff. I left all the clothes I got from home and took all the sexy clothes we bought In Goa. Our flight was at10 pm. I wore a halter neck dress that he got me. It stuck to my body, showing my figure to everyone.

Shiven pulled me closer and kissed me. He unhooked my bra, and I stopped him, saying we would miss the flight. He asked me to remove my undergarments, and I obliged. On the flight, men and women were ogling me. Shiven got hard on the flight. I gave him a handjob covering us with a blanket.

After we got down and took the cab, the cab driver was ogling my boobs and cleavage. I was getting wet with this. But at the same time, I was also scared about what if someone saw us.

But Shiven had other ideas. We reached home at around 1.30. I got from the cab and was walking to the entrance of the building when Shiven stopped me.

Me: “Kay kartoy, Koni baghitla tar problem hoil. Chal ghari jaau aadhi?” (What are you doing? What if someone sees me like this?)

Shiven: “Tuch tar bollis mi Laaz sharam sodhun dili mhanun. Jevha lokan samor naagdi balcony madhye chudat hoti tevha nahi laazli mag aata kashala?” ( You only said I have given up all my shame. When you dint shy from getting fucked in front of people on the balcony, why shying now?)

Me: “Mag kay aata ithe nagda karun jhavto ka maala?” ( So you going to make me naked and fuck me here?)

Shiven: ” Nahi, chal.”

He pulled me and unlocked his car. He already had the key with him. I was so wet with the ogling, I also stepped in the car, and we started kissing like mad. Shiven was fulfilling his fantasy. He removed my dress and made me naked. I unzipped his pants, pulled his dick out, and started sucking him.

He started fingering my butthole, pressing my boobs, and pinching my nipples. I had never imagined myself being so slutty ever. But I loved it. He was hard in no time, and his hard prick glistened with my saliva. He pulled me up and kissed me.

Shiven: “Randi saali, evdhi majja yete tula. Bagh kashi excited houn chokhte majha lund. Kiti oli jhaali aahe ti chut.” (You whore. You like this so much, and look how excited you are and fucking me here.)

Me: “Tuch mala randi banavla aahes, ugdyavar naagda karun jhavla tuch. Aata hya randi la shaant karaychi jababdari tujhi. Tulach pahije hoti na mi ashi rastya var pan naagdi jhavnaari. Ghe aata. ye chal taak toh lund majhya chut madhye.”

(You only woke up the whore in me. You wanted me to be your naked slut, didn’t you, so now take this. Come fuck me now.)

I went on him and inserted his dick in me. He let out a moan.

Shiven: Aah! kay garam aahe tujhi choot and kiti oli pan. (Your cunt is so hot and wet.)

I started twerking on his dick and moving my ass two and fro. Our lips were locked, tongues were fighting, and he was pressing my boobs. Aah! Thinking about it makes me wet. He matched my movements, and his dick was plunging deep into me.

He held my butt and was fucking me hard. I guess the car was moving. We fucked like this for 10 minutes, and I had my orgasm out of the excitement. He turned me on my fours and started licking me from behind, licked my butts, my hamstrings etc. Man, that was a turn-on.

I was getting hot again. He licked me for nice 10 minutes, and I was wet again. Then he made me face the back of the car and fucked me from behind. He started pounding me hard. I was moaning, and the car was shaking. If somebody had walked by, they would have seen us fucking in the car.

I was not worried. I wanted his dick in me. We were cramped for space in the car, he made me lie on the back seat and fucked me from behind, but the space was less. I opened the door, pulled him out of the car, went to the front, and bent on the bonnet. He was stunned.

Me: “Kay ghabartoys, tula jhavaycha hota na mala ughdyavar ghe aata, taak toh lund majhya chut madhye.” (Why are you worried now? C’mon, you wanted me to fuck with you in the open, right? Now put that prick in my pussy.)

Shiven entered me again and held me from the back. This time he was pulling my boobs. I turned around and kissed him. We kept fucking like rabbits in heat. It was past 2 am in the night, and everyone was fast asleep. We fucked out there in the open for another 10 minutes.

Shiven shot his load inside me. I was on the verge of a second orgasm and wanted it. I sat on the bonnet, opened my legs, and pushed his head to my pussy. He licked me hard for 5 more minutes, and I had my second orgasm. We both were spent and laid there on the bonnet naked.

Two minutes later, we got up. I took the bathrobe out, wore it and came back home. We cleaned ourselves and slept. The next morning I woke up naked in my son’s arms. He was fast asleep, and I looked at myself in the mirror. I felt younger and hornier, and all I noticed were the bite marks I had on me.

I wanted this. I remembered the fuck of last night. I was so horny and felt young. If people had gathered around and made our videos, I wouldn’t have stopped fucking my son. I was addicted to his cock.

We started staying naked at home and cuddling each other. I joined a group of like-minded horny women from the net. They had young boyfriends or called in gigolo services and would spend time with them. I introduced them to Shiven as my boyfriend. It was our drinking, smoking and poker club.

We went to the same gym where some ladies had sex with their gym trainers. We would be naked in our changing room, and one of them would fuck the trainer there. They would pay for extra services. Gym clothes were us wearing bras and hot shorts covered over ass t. Trainers would also feel our bodies.

I took Shiven to the gym, and he started training me personally. He gelled in very quickly with other females. He would change his clothes with us in our changing rooms. All the ladies would ogle at his cock, and try to seduce him. We would even have sex in the changing room in front of everyone.

I loved being fucked in front of people. I had lost weight, my body was toned, my bums got tighter, and my boobs swelled up. We changed the maid at home. She was a widow in her 40s and worked naked at our place. We started having threesomes with the maid.

And I realised that I was bisexual. A woman’s body also fascinated me.
It was our first sex anniversary, and I got the best gift in the world that day. Shiven had sold our house and got us into a new locality. We were on the 17th floor, and the only house occupied was on the floor.

It was a 2 bedroom house with a balcony, and no one could see us there. Our maid was in the flat. She made the ‘Griha Pravesh’ arrangements. When we came, she stopped us. Shiven was already pulling his clothes out. She tore my dress, cut my bra and panties and made me naked.

Shiven was already hard with the excitement. She bent, guided his cock in me and then asked me to do the ‘Griha Pravesh.’ She put sindoor on my boobs. Instead of putting the hand marks on the wall, I had my boob marks on the wall. Shiven then fucked my pussy in the new house on the couch itself.

Our maid joined us, and we had a nice threesome sex in the house, the first thing to do. That evening he had arranged a party and called all the ladies in along with a few trainers and gigolos. I was dressed in a babydoll outfit, which kept me naked. The ladies were dressed in sexy outfits showing ample cleavage.

We drank, danced, smoked and then all fucked in the house. I was getting banged by Shiven, besides my friend riding her gym trainer. That night marked the sexual bliss for me, and I lost count of how many times I orgasmed. This was the start of my nymphomaniac journey.

After that day, we three used to be naked at home, and I would fuck Shiven atleast twice a day. He would satisfy his erections in my pussy. Smoking and drinking became normal, and when Shiven was busy, I would ask the maid to lick my pussy. But I wanted sex all the time.

That’s all, folks. Thank you all for reading this story about how a hot Marathi mother becomes a whore.