YATRA WITH MY MOTHER

I belong to a middle class south Indian family. My 
mother Sujatha was married at the age of 17 to her 
uncle - my grandmother's brother - after his first wife 
died. This type of marriage is considered legal in our 
family. My father, Mr. Krishnan is an officer in 
agriculture department. Just after the marriage my 
mother gave birth to my sister. Two years later I was 
born. I am now 18 and my mom is around 38. My sister 
Renuka is 20 and my father is fifty. My sister got 
married a year ago to our uncle (my mother's younger 
brother). He is senior to her by 5 years; they live at 
the nearby town. 

Now let me come to the story proper. I had completed my 
junior college and was contemplating higher studies in 
Australia. After 21 years of marriage, my parents 
desired to have one more child, as they would be alone 
after I will go abroad for studies. Life will be 
monotonous for them if they do not have a reason to 
work. Moreover we were well off and they were earning a 
good pay.

One day my father called me and told me about their 
desire and told me that I can go abroad only after the 
conception of a baby. I was totally disappointed as 
that meant postponing my plans by a year. Anyway, I had 
no other choice so I agreed to his conditions.

Now, let me describe my parents. My father is a lean, 
tired looking man, who due to his official worries 
looks 10 years older than his age. But my mom is just 
opposite of what my dad is. She is fair with the 
characteristic sandalwood colour of an antharjanam (as 
Namboothiri Brahmin women are known as), 5'3'' tall, 
longhaired, average built with nose ring. People around 
us were gossiping that she was actually not our mom and 
were concocting stories around her. Her breasts were 
firm and her face as fresh as an early morning rose. 

One day I came across some new books in the house. One 
of the books was on tantra. When I was a child I was 
told tantra gives people magic and evil magicians 
always used tantra. I thought it would be a great idea 
to know more about it.

I grabbed the book and started reading. It was not 
until I read the first part I realized tantra has lot 
to do with sex and sexuality. The chapter that 
attracted me most is called 'Yoni (Vagina) Tantra'. In 
this chapter it says one should worship yoni, caress 
the breasts and the yoni, and have ritual intercourse 
with the yoni. It was very exciting for me to read but 
my blood ran wild in my body when I read section two of 
the chapter. In that, god Shiva says to Parvati that 
the best of all Yoni is mother's yoni. In his words he 
says,

"The devotee should worship the mother's yoni and have 
intercourse with all Yonis." The immediate question 
that sprang in my head is 'Does that mean even with 
mother's yoni!' Then in section Five, it was again 
stated about mother's yoni and its preparation. The 
script does not say clearly that we should have 
intercourse with mother's yoni or not but clearly says 
'one should have intercourse with all Yonis between the 
age of 12 to sixty and one should have intercourse with 
the Yonis that bleed.'

Who brought that book in the house I was not sure. I 
presumed that my father was the one who brought the 
book. Only later I came to know that the book belonged 
to my mother.

Nearly after a month my father called me again and told 
me that my mother wants to go for a pilgrimage during 
her school vacation, but the same period is a very busy 
one for him to go with her. As I am free I must 
accompany her for the month long pilgrimage to north 
Indian temples. I had no other choice, but had to 
accept. So it was decided that we would leave for the 
pilgrimage on 15 April and return back by 10 May. 
Tickets were reserved in A/C first class coupe, so that 
our journey will be comfortable. The only problem was 
that the tickets were booked jointly on my parent's 
name. To avoid any complication I was advised to pose 
as my father and call myself Krishnan if asked.

As planned, we started our journey by Rajdhani express 
on 15 April. We arrived at the station by 8.30 P M, 
although the train was supposed to arrive by 1 A M. My 
father came to see us off at the station and he went 
back after dropping at the station as he had to go 
somewhere else. On arriving at the station, my mom told 
me that I should not address her as 'amma' (mom in 
Malayalam) in public, as tickets were booked on the 
name of husband and wife. She asked me to call her by 
her pet name, 'Suji' in public, and call her mom only 
in private throughout the journey. I agreed. 

To my surprise another thing happened immediately 
thereafter. A Tamil lady who was also waiting for the 
train asked my mom about us and she told her that I am 
her husband and we are going on a honeymoon trip right 
after our marriage. I was rather shocked. At that time 
a flower seller came with jasmine flowers and the old 
lady presented my mom with a long garland and asked me 
to tie it on my mom's hair, as it was customary for 
them that a husband should do it to a 'sumangali' 
(Married woman with her husband alive). 

My mom without any hesitation turned around to show her 
long hair towards me and I did it with a shivering 
hand, as I had never ever in my life had thought of my 
mom in that position. I was always taught to revere my 
mother. In fact mothers are even held higher than 
goddesses in India!

The same lady noticed the black thread on my mom's neck 
and enquired her what that is my mom told her it is her 
mangalsutra, (symbol of marriage among Brahmins) but 
the lady immediately told her that as we are traveling 
north where the mangalsutra should be of yellow thread 
and she asked her son to buy one from the nearest shop. 
Her son brought one immediately. Now the lady wanted me 
to tie the same around my mom's neck. 

I was embarrassed and did not know what to do. But my 
mom was very casual and she too encouraged me to tie 
around her. She told me in a husky voice that I should 
do this to avoid any suspicion. I hesitantly did the 
same. To my relief the train arrived. I was glad that I 
would not undergo any further embarrassment. It was 
announced on the microphone.

"Would all passengers please board the train on 
platform no. 1? The train will depart in five minutes." 
There was a buzz of activity as people boarded and 
others alighted from the train.

As we entered the coupe, my mom told me that she wants 
to change her sari and get into her casual night dress 
and to my shock she took out a sleeveless see through 
dress from her bag and I have never seen her in such a 
dress before. She removed her sari as I turned my face 
the other side but she was totally unconcerned of my 
presence there. 

The coolness of the air conditioning with the 
intoxicating smell of the jasmine flower had already 
had its toll on my sexual urges and this act of my mom 
was too much for my dick and it was already pole like. 
I was so engulfed in controlling my feelings and I came 
back to the world when my mom announced that is over 
and I turned and again I was surprised because I could 
see the neckline that plunged down between her breasts 
clearly showing no bra. I yelled, "Mom. What is this? 
If any one comes in what you will do?" 

My mom calmly replied, "Chithu dear, we are inside a 
private coupe and I insisted for this to have some 
freedom for our journey and I will change into a more 
descent dress during the day time. Moreover, now you 
are my husband officially as you have tied a 
mangalsutra around my neck and no woman is shy before 
her husband," saying this all as she passed a cunning 
smile.

A dull roar was heard from the engines as they took up 
the strain of their load, and the train, almost 
imperceptibly, began to move out of the terminal. At 
what seemed at first a snails pace, but with ever 
increasing speed, we moved through the city suburbs, 
past tall buildings, over and under road bridges, then 
out into the residential areas. 

Soon the train reached the outer suburbs and began to 
move into the deserted plains. It was a dark moonless 
night, and the lights inside made it almost impossible 
to see anything but an occasional pinprick of light 
emanating from some isolated dwelling. I looked back at 
mother and wondered over mother's choice of clothing. 
She saw me looking at her.

"Its lovely to be with you like this."

I never considered my mother as a sexual being but 
suddenly she was the sexiest woman on earth. Her 
sensual beauty was such that it took an enormous effort 
of will to keep my eyes away. I took in her breasts, 
which were large and firm, with up pointed nipples that 
stood out long and hard. I could see the nice waist, 
the smooth swelling hips and long shapely legs.

Do you love me, Chithu?" she asked softly.

"Oh, Yes, Mother, I love you very much," I said.

"Could you love me as a woman," she asked quietly, 
pausing for several moments before continuing, "instead 
of a mother?"

"What," I was shocked, not believing what I heard.

"I want a child and your father is failing to make me 
pregnant."

"But..." Before I can say something mom said.

"He allowed me to have a child from anyone, Could you 
love me as a man?" 

I was shocked and was unable to speak.

"Oh god Ma! AAAAH!" My cock was hard like a rock by 
thinking that my mom, who gave birth to me, now wants 
to give birth to my baby! I jumped and grabbed her in 
my arms. I felt her hand wrap around my throbbing 
maleness. "I'll do whatever you want."

"Just make soft, gentle love to me," she murmured 
pressing her womanhood against my leg. My fingers 
explored the warm softness of her nether regions, and I 
received another shock. Her pubis was as smooth and 
hairless as it had been the day she had been born. Her 
pussy was shaved and bare. 

My God, I thought to myself, mother had shaved herself 
just for me. She had known all along that she was going 
to seduce me. She had planned to make love to me. This 
was no spur of the moment happening. She had purposely 
set out to fuck me and she was succeeding. Her grip 
over my cock took me over the moon. In my mind I was 
already in her pussy.

My brain suddenly exploded with erotic depravity and I 
couldn't stop the eruption in my loins.

"Oh shit!" I groaned as my cock jerked wildly and sent 
a giant geyser of hot, scorching cum up against my 
pajama. 

"Oh, No, Beta!" mother wailed, "I'm, Sorry, Beta! Oh, 
Beta, Sorry."

Even as she apologized her hand clenched tightly around 
my spurting cock. She helped me drop my wet pajama. 
Keeping her hand wrapped around the thick, pulsating 
barrel of my big cock, she leaned down over it. Just as 
a second giant stream of thick, fiery semen erupted 
from the big, purple head of my cock. The stream of cum 
struck her in the face, but she quickly took me in her 
mouth.

"Oh fuck, Ma!" I wheezed asthmatically as her hot, 
sucking lips encircled my manhood.

As she sucked on my throbbing maleness, another 
gigantic spout of foamy cream shot into her mouth. I 
could feel her quickly swallow as she sucked on me as 
hard as she could. I could feel her hand roughly 
sliding up and down my cock as she urged me to give up 
more of my fertile cream.

Groaning, I struggled up, gently pushing her up and 
away from my cock. My cock was erect despite throwing a 
lot of cream. She immediately threw her nightdress and 
adjusted her body upon the berth. 

I stood over her on my hands and knees and felt her 
hand find my hardness again. Grasping it, she roughly 
guided it down to the wet, waiting wound between her 
legs. She Feverishly fitted the great bulbous head of 
my cock into her burning socket; she thrust herself up 
at me.

"Ram it deep and fill your mama's cunt up. Take me 
baby! Take me and possess me as your woman!"

"Oh fuck!" I said, feeling the fiery heat of her vagina 
envelop the head of my penis. 

"Just move it back and forth in me... Ohhhh."

Groaning with pleasure, I thrust myself down into her 
hot, sucking womanhood. 

I never felt such power or pleasure. I never felt so 
dominant. I was inside my mother. Inside the boiling 
cauldron of my beginning! Inside the forbidden cavern 
of motherhood! I returned to the womb that had 
nourished me and gave me life. Now I was buried up to 
the hilt in the hot, sucking tightness of her most 
sacred of sacred of places about to give her another 
life.

I felt the satin sheath of her vagina tighten around my 
cock.

"Mother, oh mother."

In reply mother gave out little murmurs and squeals as 
she angled my penis to glide against her clitoris. 
"Darling, mm... mmm... ah... my love... my dearest 
love..."

I was lost in her. Never in all my limited life 
experiences I felt such a sense of melding. We3 were no 
longer two people, but one. I never wanted to separate 
from her, but orgasm approached, the moment of climax, 
after which came the tragedy of separation. 

I fought against my desire to pour me into her, 
desperately wanting to prolong the ecstasy, but now mom 
was crying, "Let it come into be my love... My 
darling... Please, please impregnate me... Mother wants 
your sperm so badly..."

I lost the battle to hold off, and as I flamed into 
her, she suddenly began to vibrate. "Oh God, no... 
no... I can't bear it... it's too much... Oh god, 
yes... deeper, deeper!" 

Her whole body throbbed, and with a great shriek, her 
orgasm overwhelmed her. She grabbed my hips so tight 
and dug her fingernails into my butt until I thought 
she would draw blood.

We cried out broken pledges of love, desire and lust as 
our fluids mingled within her pussy. Then it was over. 
Mom drooped over my body, her lovely breasts brushing 
against my chest. "My love... oh my love... my 
beautiful boy," she moaned.

The train entered a big tunnel and I was shocked to 
hear strange big sounds. I felt I was passing through a 
magical cave in Arabian Nights. 
        
***

We just lay there for a while with my cock in her cunt 
kissing and stroking each other. That was the moment I 
think everything changed between us.

"Did you mind doing that with your mother?"

"Mother, it was..."

"Yes, darling, it was incest. Do you mind?"

"If that was incest, then I want to be always 
committing incest."

She hugged me tight again and kissed me on my forehead, 
nose, cheeks, and lips. It was exhilarating and I was 
overcome with emotion and love for my mother. And I 
said, "Oh Mom, I love you more than ever. It will be 
just you and me. Just you and me Mom! I'll always be 
here for you too– forever. I wish I could marry you!" 

"I already feel like a newlywed. But if you wish I'll 
marry you in secret, I'll be your wife."

"Oh mom, that's unbelievable; you are unbelievable. You 
make me feel so happy."

I kissed her long and hard. I kissed my way down to her 
breasts, and took one long, hard nipple into my mouth, 
sucking and licking. Mom cried out in pleasure. My 
penis that was slackened a little started to rise 
again. 

"Honey, I know this is going to sound crazy, but can we 
wait?"

My head swirled. "Wait for what mom?"

"Wait until we get married in some way...or do some 
kind of ceremony... before you're... inside me? Can we 
just love each other another way until we do that? Can 
we darling?"

What a relief. "Sure mom, we'll do it any way you 
like." I said.

With the physical exertion of our lovemaking, we were 
both sweating. There was an aroma in the air that often 
comes from sexual activity. Mom drew close to me and 
put one leg over my body, and still laughing said, 

"My love, I think we'd better clean up."

The shower alcove being somewhat limited in size 
prevented us to have shower together. Mother showered 
first and than me. When I completed my shower, I found 
mom lying on top of the berth. In my absence she 
cleaned the berth of any trace of sexual activity. We 
smiled into each other's eyes. Almost unexpectedly, the 
train passed over a bridge with a noise. 

"Come and lay down, darling. Just come and relax. 
Everything is going to be all right."

Soon the train started to slow down as it came to an 
old railway town now falling into disuse. All this 
helped me get my mind out of sex. I ejaculated twice 
and it was quiet late in night. I started to feel 
dizzy. Soon I was sleeping.

After about four hours the slowing down of the train 
and then halting on a station awakened me. Mom was 
already awake. This time we talked more about our 
destination and arrangement there than anything else. 
Soon the diesel motors revved and the train slowly 
moved out of the station. We sat watching the city pass 
by until the train was once more out on the seemingly 
barren plain. Occasional groups of sheep and goats 
could be seen grazing on what sustenance they could 
find.

As the train settled down to its cruising speed, mom 
seemed to come to a decision. She turned to me and 
calmly but seriously began to speak. 

"Last night we were a bit carried away. But that was 
last night, and things can happen in the night that in 
the morning we regret. Now, in daylight, I want to know 
if you regret what we did."

I knew that I had crossed a boundary last night, the 
boundary of ancient taboos, of popular prejudice and 
legal stipulations.

"Mother, I have no regrets. I'm glad you found the 
courage to take the first step. If it is at all 
possible, I want us to continue to be lovers"

Mom leaned against me and whispered, "Thank you, my 
love."

"Mother, is it still possible for you to get pregnant?"

"Yes, darling. I can still get pregnant and I want to 
get pregnant"

"I will do my best to realize this dream." Saying this 
I kissed mom. She returned my kiss but said, "Remember, 
you will to wait a little."

We looked out of the window and saw a line of low hills 
on the horizon, gradually drawing nearer. At one 
stopping point, we realized how hungry we were. Mom was 
carrying some food that we took with tea. 

The train was now oriented towards semi-desert country, 
were tiny huddles of houses set there to service the 
trains in the days of steam engines. We were to travel 
along that way until we took a line branching towards 
city of Varanasi. From there we have to reach the 
village Candi.

***


On Friday afternoon, 17th April, we got to the village 
of Candi. We got the cottage booked already so went 
right to it. We then had a light lunch, took shower, 
got dressed and went to the temple about 5 p.m. Mom 
wore a red dress that she was carrying for this 
purpose. 

The bridal dress was very erotica. It was sheer and it 
was bright. The bra was sheer enough to reveal her 
nipples through. The fact that her face was covered 
with a veil while almost everything else was exposed 
had me stiff as a pole. Inside the temple mom asked me 
to get the Pooja ticket under the names of Chitu and 
Sujata for the consummation of a marriage.

Inside the temple, I gave the ticket to the priest. The 
priest looked at it and smiled at me. Then he asked mom 
to proceed and asked me to come aside. I think he 
guessed something fishy but before I could say anything 
he said he has seen other couples like us before. He 
asked me if I am planning for short term or long term. 
I said long term! He then said he would perform a very 
strong Pooja that would make us lovers that night and 
many more nights. Mom gave me 500 rupees, which I 
handed over to him. His face glen and he went inside to 
perform the Pooja.

He gave two garlands to us for putting on each other. 
He then told us to bow at god's feet on the floor, 
which we did. Next he told us to bow to at my each 
other's feet too and take each other's blessings. At 
the end he gave us a sweet dumpling and asked us to eat 
half and half. We ate it. He then gave a garland of 
flowers and told mom to wear them in her head. Mom 
happily wore them on. Then he finished his last 
blessings on us. As I followed mom to go outside, the 
priest then called me back. He gave me another dumpling 
and said "Come back with your kid next year!" I was 
shocked hearing it!

My excitement grew as we got to our cottage and I 
opened the door. As mom got inside, I quickly closed 
the door and locked it well. As mom was walking away 
from me, I quickly grabbed her loose end of the sari 
and pulled her it towards me. Mom made a surprising 
sound turning towards me. I then went to her and 
grabbed her by her midriff and pulled her towards me. 
To my surprise She was acting a bit shy. I kissed her 
on the lips and parted her lips with my tongue. As I 
looked at her face it appeared that she was enjoying it 
with her eyes closed. 

"You look so beautiful, my bride." I pampered her.

I cupped her right breast with my left hand, still 
kissing her, and squeezed it. By now her loose end sari 
is dangling on the floor and her blouse-covered breasts 
are pressing hard against me. Our lips were locked in 
our kiss and hands are measuring and squeezing her 
motherly boobs. I used my right hand to pullout her 
sari tangles at the front. They loosened so easily and 
I got the complete sari on the floor.

I know her petticoat is tied to her waist on her right 
side as she always ties that way. There is always a 
hole between two ends of the cloth and whenever she 
used to tie before me. I put my left hand inside her to 
grab her forbidden mound. The touch of her naked cunt 
sent shivers in my body as I realized that my mother's 
vagina is going to be my cunt forever.

I cupped her mound to let her know I have access to her 
forbidden womanhood. I then sent my middle finger 
through her hole to tell her motherhood is being 
conquered. I found it hard twitching her pussy through 
her petticoat hole so I took off my hand and opened her 
petticoat. As I loosened the knot and removed it over 
her well-formed arse, it fell down to the ground.

I was still busy kissing and squeezing her but as she 
got naked beneath, I got my right hand to cup her 
motherly cunt mound. Suddenly I realized my dick is 
dying to be freed out of my pants so I suddenly stopped 
out of everything I wa wearing. That did take a bit of 
time while I saw mom squeezing her left breast with one 
hand and fingering her cunt with the other. 

As I took off my clothes mom kept looking at my erect 
cock. She still got her blouse and bra on which she 
realized and started unhooking the blouse. I didn't 
bother to open her hooks so I pulled them off. It took 
some force and also got torn at few places before the 
blouse and bra opened and mom took them off.

I looked at her in awe as though I was waiting for that 
day for my entire life. I could not help but get my kid 
feeling as I took one of her nipples into my mouth to 
suckle on them. It was a great feeling sucking the same 
nipple I fed on but now to feed my sexual hunger. "My 
mother is mine", I thought as I sucked on her breast 
while with my two hands I kneaded her other breast and 
fingered her pussy. 

After about five minutes I took her to the bed and she 
voluntarily lay on her back. I positioned myself 
between her legs, thanked god for my mother's vagina, 
and then inserted my cock into her. Mom closed her eyes 
as I slowly inserted my dick into her wet pussy. It was 
then I grunted like a gorilla! With lots of pride!

I over excitement almost caused me to cum as I hit her 
inner depths. So I had to stop and cool down for a 
minute or so. Then I resumed fucking her. Mom closed 
her eyes and started moaning as I started fucking her. 
It was not long my mother-fucking balls decided to fill 
her womb with its thick cum as it burst out of my dick 
as it spasmed.

I fell on my mother, as my dick was busy emptying 
itself in her cunt. As my dick wilted I rolled away 
from her to her side as mom lay in the position for a 
while. 

"Am I good for you son, is mommy good for you baby?" 
she asked.

"You're the best, mom, you're my pussy now aren't you 
mom."

"Yes, I'm your pussy... your pussy... your pussy... yes 
baby do that... fuck me, hey Ram..."

Once surely was not enough for a newly wed man like me. 
After a little caressing and kissing from my mother I 
was ready to fuck her again. This time I was determined 
to take time to fuck her. I started by sucking her 
nipples and then quickly got to lick her cunt. As she 
widened her legs I had a good look at my birth hole 
first time so close. 

I sucked on her clit as she moaned like a bitch and had 
an orgasm. I then licked her cunt walls and started 
fucking her with my tongue. Mom by now was moaning like 
hell as her cunt juices oozed out with more orgasms. 
Once I had enough fun orally, I took her leg over and 
tried entering her at the new angle. She responded 
immediately. I felt her hand as it sought out the place 
where we met and she rubbed the shaft as it entered her 
and pressed on her clit. 

"Yes my big cock," she said, "My big cock boy... inside 
me... fucking me... this is what you want isn't it, 
isn't it?" She was humping up at me as she spoke and I 
told her what she wanted to hear as I penetrated her 
pussy hard and fully.

"Yes mom, I'm fucking you, your boy is fucking you and 
it's just what I want to do."

I started my mother fucking exercise with my throbbing 
cock. This time my strokes were nice and slow. I was 
more interested in experiencing mom's cunt rather than 
filling her. After a long fuck session, I filled her 
finally. A little later, mom got up and went to the 
bathroom. She came back after her piss and cleaning and 
took her petticoat from the floor to wear it. As she 
took her bra and blouse to wear them too, she realized 
they were torn and said, "You tore my nice blouse and 
bra"!

Later we got dressed and went out to have dinner! Mom 
asked if we could go to the temple once again so we 
went again. After going through to alter I met the 
priest once again and he asked me if everything is 
well. I gave him another 500 rupees as a gift. He said 
everything will be well from now on and blessed me 
saying "may you father lots of children with your 
mother!"

The words fell on me as lightening but the more 
surprising was the coolness with which they were said. 
The priest was not minding at all me marrying and fuck 
my mother. While we came out of the temple we shared 
the prasad we got and sat on a stair in the temple 
complex for a while. Onlooker just took as another 
married couple. When we got inside the cottage after 
visiting the temple. Mom kissed me and said to me "Take 
me my son! I am your wife from tonight!"

That night mom and me fucked for three times and for 
the first time I got to fuck her doggie style. 
Somewhere in the middle of the night, as I fondled her 
tit, she awoke and said sleepily, 

"You want me again baby?" 

I said, "Mom, as long as you're in this bed, I want 
you, and I'm not letting you out of this bed."

She laughed and said, "It's nice for an old lady to 
have a young man with all this energy," 

I said, "Hey don't call my young wife an old lady." I 
turned her over and entered her doggy-style. She must 
have been sore from all the fucking I had given her 
through the night but you wouldn't have know it by the 
way she fucked back. 

Her ass wiggled and humped and she said, "Give it to 
me...oh God, you're so deep in my pussy." And I was. 
With her knees spread and ass stretched towards me I 
could feel that I was even deeper inside her than I was 
when she was on her back. 

I played with her tits as they hung and swayed. I 
couldn't keep my hands off them all night and mom had 
noticed. She said, "You like your mommy's tits don't 
you baby?"

I said, "No mom, I love your tits." I massaged them and 
pulled on the rubbery nipples as I went into her with 
the whole length of my cock. By her grunts and moans I 
couldn't imagine her taking any more than I gave her. I 
tried not to pound her and she made smooth sounds to 
the rhythm of my insertions.

As I fucked her she said, "You're going to keep your 
promise aren't you baby? You won't stop wanting me, 
will you?"

I said, "Mom, I'm not going to stop wanting you, I'm 
not going to stop loving you and I'm not going to stop 
fucking you. And I want to love you in every place I 
can, in your beautiful mouth and in your wet pussy and 
in your sweet round ass." It came out that way because 
I was looking at her sweet round ass.

Mom surprised me when she said, "Yes baby, I want that 
too; I want you everywhere. I want you to fuck me 
everywhere, now baby, do it now, in my ass." My cock 
was still wet with my mother's pussy juice and I put 
the knob on her pucker and pushed. The noise she made 
was more 'oww' than 'ooh' and I pulled out. I said, 
"Did it hurt mom?"

She said, "A little, but it's okay, I want you to."

I said, "Wait a minute," I ran into her toilet box to 
get some lubricant.

When I came back I put a glob on her hole and pushed 
some in with my finger. She made some soothing sounds 
as I circled her anus until it was shiny with the 
jelly. I slopped it on my cock.

This time it went into her tight channel much easier. 
It was unbelievable. I literally stuffed as much of my 
thick cock into her as I could and she took it with a 
single sound, an imploring high pitched, "Ooohhh... Oh 
shit!" It was a sigh and a moan at the same time and it 
lasted as long as it took for me to stretch her hole 
and fill the tight passageway with a long and slow 
insertion. When I was up in her and began moving she 
said, "Yes baby, now you're inside me, inside your 
momma's ass... what you want, isn't it baby... so that 
I'm all yours."

"Oh mom..."

"I never let anyone do this before baby, just for you, 
mommy's doing it just for her boy. OH"

Her grip on my cock inside her tight channel was 
nothing like anything I had experienced. She rubbed her 
clit back and forth with practiced fingers and then she 
pressed and I felt her stiffen as she said, "Come in me 
baby, come in me, OHHH..." I had already let the first 
stream of cum go and when she began coming, her well-
lubricated ass took a pounding from me as hard and as 
fast as I could power into her. Her "OHHH..." turned 
into a long siren sound that continued as I sent my 
sperm into her with each succeeding penetration. My 
cock was shiny with cum as it slid fluidly in and out 
of my mother's ass.

***

The caretaker of the cottage told us about a cave 
temple adjacent to a hot spring in the midst of the 
forest. This temple was supposed to be very sacred for 
married couples - especially those who wanted children 
and were not able to conceive. He told us that a couple 
should first have a bath together in the nearby lake 
water and go to the temple in nude. Only couples are 
allowed to worship there.


My heart was thumping and at the back of my mind was 
this thought about where this could lead us. We spent 
an hour walking down the forest trail. Mom asked me to 
take a rest. We sat down and drank some water. I put my 
back to a tree and closed my eyes. I soon opened my 
eyes but what I saw was astonishing. Mom was absent.

I panicked. A not-so-much-used narrow path was leading 
in one direction. That was the only possible route she 
could have taken in that mountain terrain. After five 
minutes walk in dismay, I found a fairy bathing in a 
small pool surrounded by beautiful locale, my God, it 
was my mother! I became angry first, but cooled down 
immediately looking at her serenity.

I walked up and called her to come out. She swam away 
and called me to come in. I found no other way to get 
her out. Leaving the bags on the shore, I stripped down 
to my brief and jumped in. The pool was peculiarly warm 
and, you believe me, I got an immediate erection as 
soon as I got into it. I was a bit embarrassed but I 
thought, 'The erection is inside the water and nobody 
is going to see it'. 

I approached my mother and caught her by her hand to 
lead her out, but she pulled me in and pushed me down 
into the depths. In that act, I felt her breasts 
brushed against my face. They were big and firm. And 
not only that, but to my horror, she was stark naked. 

"You have taken a holy dip, my son, and now you can 
come with me inside the temple." My mother pointed her 
finger towards a cave. 

"But, mom..." Even before I uttered a single word, her 
fingers tipped against my erection and I was 
dumbfounded. 

Then she walked out in her naked glory. Her buttocks 
were jutting out, round and heavy and swinging in 
circular jerks. On the shore, she turned around. Her 
boobs were full but falling a bit because of their 
heaviness. Her bulged mound of a cunt was invitingly 
soft. I was drawn to her like a monsoon fly to an open 
flame.

My mother entered the cave followed by me. It was not a 
mere cave, but a sculptured temple. And, a wide stone 
altar was carved out on the floor-center.

The erotic statues and representations that cover the 
outer and inner walls of the Hindu temple serve both a 
magical and an instructional purpose. Through the power 
of the yantras - the magical diagrams created by the 
placement of the erotic imagery—the architect made the 
temple a faithful reflection of the divine. At the same 
time this imagery educated the faithful about the 
fundamental aspects of the Hindu religion, wherein the 
union of opposites in the sexual act is the perfect 
image of the creative principle, and erotic enjoyment 
is a reflection of divine bliss. But the present 
society takes a negative attitude and believes sex is a 
sin.

My mother turned around again and faced me. My cock 
became painfully stiff. She pulled me up to and freed 
my cock. She caressed it with her warm soft fingers. It 
throbbed. She embraced me. Her firm heavy breasts 
pressed against my bare wide chest. She kissed me fully 
on my lips.

Then she stepped back, caught me by my cock, led me to 
the altar and pushed me hard. I was down on the altar, 
on my back. My cock was pointing the roof. She climbed 
over me and crawled up. When her face was right above 
my cock, she bent down and kissed its bare head. A 
shiver ran through my body. She crawled further and 
when her face was right above my face she kissed me 
again. I could smell and taste the saltiness of my pre-
cum on her lips.

My mother then raised her hips, brought and placed her 
soft cunt right above my cock and teased its tip by her 
slimy slit. Unable to bear, I lunged upward. 

"Ah ha!" She pulled herself up. I lost my patience. But 
she commanded, "Hold my breasts and squeeze them, son"

I caught her fleshy melons and squeezed them. Closing 
her eyes, she enjoyed it. 

"Now I am going to take you through the 'sorggavaasal' 
(gateway of heaven), my son" My mother announced. 

"Yes, mom, but don't be so cruel. I'm dying," I cried 
desperately. "Allow me to enter."

"That's my lover boy. Here it is, now I am going to 
fuck my own son's virile and virgin cock with my 
experienced, motherly, mouth watering cunt."

With these erotic words, my mother slipped down my 
stiff vertical pole with her hot juicy cunt. Heaven I 
entered into. Heaven indeed it was, though hot as 
inferno. 

My mother started moving up and down. With each 
movement, my cock divined the pleasure depths of her 
juicy pit. Sometime, she sits upright and do up-down 
jumps and sometime, she lies with her big breasts on my 
chest and flays my cock, raising and lowering her 
buttocks. All the time she was uttering carnal spicy 
words and sentences. 

"Ah, my son, so deep it goes. Never before, my womb was 
invaded so far. Push it up and fuck me deep"

I responded and fucked her up from under. It was like 
swimming in eternal sweetness.

"Fuck my boy, fuck the cunt that gave you birth. Your 
sturdy cock stretches my cunt hole wide," My mother 
cooed. "Moving in and out, it sure will iron out the 
wrinkles there." 

With her cascade like black hair let loose and her 
breasts swinging, my mother looked like a Demonic 
Goddess. With guttural noises, she flung out filthy 
words. Increasing her fucking speed she started 
devouring me like a lioness on its prey. 

"Fuck my son, fuck me. Fuck your sex-starved mom. Fuck 
my fuckable cunt with your thick and lengthy lance. 
Fuck me fuck. Fuck me fuck..." My mother shrieked in a 
frenzy state and ground her swollen cunt lips at the 
base of my cock. 

She was fucking me like a goddess of love, sent down 
from heaven as my personal slut .I rose to give it to 
her, feeling the cum rise within.

Then it happened: her pelvic muscles started pulsating 
waves after waves and her whole body shivered. A gush 
of hot juices poured down from her inner walls of a 
cunt.

"Pump out now. Pump out your semen and flood my cunt. 
Feed your mummy's womb with your cock's fresh ambrosia" 
So demanding she fell down on my chest and fucked me 
with short little strokes.

My own cock then erupted stream after stream and the 
fullness of my balls emptied up into her cunt. I fucked 
back until the lost drop of my semen was out. Then I 
laid there spent-up with my mother on me, panting.

When we regained our normal breaths, my mother kissed 
me affectionately, and dismounted me. Then she 
encircled my sticky limp cock with her fingers and 
said, "Come on, let us go out, get into the pool, wash 
and regain our energy. Goddess of this temple is much 
pleased with our performance."

When we came out of the cave, it was dark already and 
it happened to be a full moon day. The moon was rising 
in the eastern sky. The forest was calm and dreamy. 
Fireflies were everywhere flying criss-crossly. 

The pool was warm as it was before and stimulated us, 
in that strange way, as soon as our skins touched its 
water. Coming out of my shyness, this time, I pulled my 
mommy from behind, nesting my cock in the fold of her 
buttocks, hugged and squeezed her breasts. We were 
petting and kissing and the night was felt so 
beautiful.

"Let's go inside again," My mother said. "We ought to 
offer the Goddess, our cunt-cock union, right on her 
altar." 

Then she led me in to the cave. No light was required 
inside. The temple was carved out in such a way that 
the rays of the full moon were finding ways to lit up 
the interior sufficiently. Only then I noticed the cave 
interior was full of erotic sculptures: I pointed out 
them to my mother. Together we, hand in hand, went up 
to and looked at them:

At the entrance, on the back-wall, on one side, was 
sculptured a standing naked woman with her one leg 
slightly lifted to reveal her slit. 

On the other side of the entrance was a sculptured 
naked man (rather a boy) standing with a huge erected 
cock tilting upwards.

The second one to the sculptured naked woman was the 
sculpture of the same woman sitting on a throne, 
leaning backward with her parted thighs, offers her 
sliced cunt for the knelt down boy to lick.

Symmetrically, on the other side, the boy was seated 
the same way and his cock being sucked by the woman 
with cheeks in-caved.

Then on one side, sitting on a divan, the woman, with 
lifted legs folded at her knees, spreads her cunt like 
a flower, while the boy, standing in front, inserts his 
thick cock into that flowered cunt.

On the other side, fully stretched on her side, the 
woman, with her upper leg folded unto her breast, 
yields her bulged cunt, and the boy from behind, 
leaning on his elbow, drives his cock into it.

Then in the next, the woman, lying on her back, offers 
her cunt up and the boy from top, holding her breasts, 
buries his cock down into her uplifted cunt.

Other side, in symmetry, the woman is down on her fours 
with her head lifted and mouth slightly opened, while 
the boy is bolting her from behind, in doggy style.

And at the center, in the deep back wall, the boy lies 
on his back with his pole pointing upward and the 
woman, with her legs on both sides of his hips, 
descents on him, swallowing his cock into the mouth of 
her cunt. 

"Here are the guide ways," My mother declared seeing 
those sculptures. "No doubt, as lovers, we have to 
perform all these acts and fulfill us, as well as the 
Goddess." 

And we stayed there whole night. And in the moonlight, 
the sculptures appeared as real human beings engaged in 
the pleasure acts. Needless to say we performed every 
act depicted in those sculptures. I ejaculated seven 
times: six times inside my mother's cunt and one time 
in her mouth. Every time, a dip in the pool invigorated 
our energies. 

After completing the five fuck-acts, my mother sucked 
my cock, as the sixth act, until it spurt out and she 
drank the outcome. I too performed the eating of her 
pussy until she achieved the climax. Finally, as the 
seventh act, she enacted again the first commenced 
woman-on-top act and with our gushing finale, my mother 
declared that the sanctifying festival had come to an 
end.

When we came out of the cave, finally, the moon was 
setting in the west and the golden sun was rising on 
the east.

In the morning sunlight, on the temple wall, there 
above the entrance, I could read out a Sanskrit sloka, 
engraved in Tamil-Brahmi script:

Vandhaegurusthanam sukhayoanisaagaram |

Lingaamrthapriyam suthakaami maatharam ||

This with my acquired skill in that language, roughly 
translates:

I worship the plump-breasted, the pleasure-ocean-cunt 
possessor |

The cock-nectar lover, the son-desiring mother || 

I was astonished. It was unbelievable. A temple 
constructed to worship the son-fucking mother as a 
Goddess. And we, a mother and son, were dragged unaware 
to do a whole night 'leela' to commemorate it. 

My mother asked me affectionately, "Would you like to 
honor the Goddess at our home too?"

"I would love to do it anywhere anytime" I answered. We 
embraced once again at the temple gate and together we 
bowed and kissed the holy site.

***

Journey back home was not as eventful as the journey 
from it. During the journey my mom told me that I could 
treat her as my wife when dad is not around. In 
presence of others I would have to mind my manners. She 
said she would be my mother only when people are 
around. 

At the station my Father came to receive us. I found 
myself hiding my guilt. I had dishonored my father. I 
slept with his wife, his lover, and his betrothed. I 
knew it was an unforgivable act. Both mom and me had an 
unspoken pact to not speak a word of it.

After reaching back things became the wrong kind of 
'Cool' between mom and me. Even though I felt sorry for 
mom, it was hard control my lust as I was seeing her 
hot body all the time. I could not help but gawk at her 
all the time and stroke my dick when she wasn't 
watching.

It was a Sunday. My father left us after lunch to meet 
someone. As soon as I saw him go, I switched on to my 
erotic side. After his leave mom went back into the 
house and I followed her. I then closed the door and 
the windows and then went to the kitchen and grabbed 
mom by her midriff and said 'Now I got you all by 
myself!'

"Not now Ramesh!" mom screamed "Can't you see I am 
busy?" grappling to get away from me.

'You can't be busy when I want you mother!' I said 
still trying to hold on to her.

"Let me go!" mom pushed me away. She was not in the 
mood of sex. I took few steps back and balanced myself 
with that push!

With rage, I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her out 
of the kitchen and then to the lounge before I threw 
her on the floor. Before she could put a sad face, I 
caught her loose end of the sari and pulled it until 
she twisted and turned to loose the entire sari. She 
was struggling to ask me to leave her. Throwing the 
sari on the sofa, I said to her 'you might be my mother 
but you will do as I say! You could dictate me when dad 
was around but not anymore!'

After a pause, I leaned over her and made her rest on 
her back. She got her both hands over her blouse 
looking at me with disgust. I controlled both her hands 
with my left hand and lifted them away from chest 
enough to get access to her blouse hooks between her 
breasts with my right hand. I then pulled the blouse to 
snap the hooks saying 'Now I will make you remember I 
can enjoy you anytime my dear mother! You will learn to 
obey me!' It took me three times to pull open her 
blouse and bra. I was thankful mom always uses front 
open blouses and bras. They are easier to rip open!

Mom was crying but gave up pretty quickly as I yanked 
her petticoat up while kissing her breasts and 
comfortably placed myself between her legs. I then 
guided myself into her and started fucking her. My 
blood was running full speed in my body as I felt it in 
my thrust. Mom was shaking up and down for every stroke 
of mine. I liked the way her breasts wobbled as I 
fucked her cunt. Few minutes later I filled her with my 
cum once again. I collapsed on her still kneading her 
breasts as my dick emptied. 

After I got enough energy, I then said to her 'I should 
have done this before mother! Now you know nobody can 
save you from me when I want you! I will molest you 
whenever I want and will fuck you anytime I want! You 
better obey me or plead me to leave you! Or else I will 
make sure this motherly body of yours will always get 
raped by this horny son of yours!'

Mom just lay there and did not say a word. After a 
while I got up and while walking to bathroom, I looked 
at her. The whole atmosphere was completely different. 
It never looked as if there were many people in that 
room an hour ago. Dad's ceremony indications were not 
visible anymore. Instead there were all the signs of a 
raped mother. Mom was lying flat on her back with her 
torn blouse and bra and her petticoat lifted up to her 
thighs. Her sari was on the sofa and the room has the 
aroma of mother-son sex juice mixture.

I felt a bit bad looking at my mother in that situation 
but kind a felt bit proud that I did that to her! I 
went to the toilet to relieve myself. When I came back 
to the lounge mom walked past me with her sari in her 
hand and still wearing her torn blouse and bra and went 
into her bedroom.

I sat in the lounge watching TV. She went to toilet a 
few minutes later and then came to the lounge. She 
changed into her nightdress now. I was really surprised 
how well she's taking everything I am doing to her. I 
thought she will lock herself up in her bedroom and 
probably cry but she looked fresh and took only the 
possible time for changing her clothes.

She then went to the kitchen and prepared us some 
coffee. The only different thing she did was she kept 
quiet for the rest of the evening.

***

I don't know if dad had ever figured out that I am 
fucking mom. There were few obvious moments that he 
caught us both on but never said a word on them. 
Neither did he tried to stop us being alone together. 
Either he didn't figure it out or he didn't choose to 
believe that a mother and son could have a sexual 
relationship. It can also be that he probably guessed 
it and chose to overlook it.

He arrived at the house unannounced one night and you 
guessed it! We were in the middle of our mother and son 
reunion. We took some time to open the door as mom had 
to dress up as I scrambled to bathroom to rid off my 
erection. Mom opened the door and was shocked to see 
dad there but she quickly cover up the delay saying she 
was sleeping and thought Chithu would open the door. 
Dad asked where was I and said I was probably in the 
toilet.

As I loosened my erection to come and greet dad, I 
could not help but notice our room smelt of our sex. I 
felt a bit kinky by the smell, as it's hard to explain 
its presence where a mother and son live together. And 
secondly when the visitor is mom's husband. I don't 
know if dad smelt it because he never asked anything 
about it. Mom kept him busy asking questions as I felt 
I was a little disoriented with unfinished sex and 
watching mom trying to cover up our deed. I really 
wanted to throw dad out and fuck mother then and there! 
But I controlled.