Hi everyone, I’m writing the next part of the story. I have joined this incestuous relationship, and I must say it has been a life-changing experience. When I woke up the next morning, it was a totally different feeling altogether.
Who would have imagined that I would see my mother and brother involved in a sexual relationship! I was eventually convinced of this relationship. I, too, got to see my own mother’s totally naked body. Yesterday, when my mother touched my dick and stroked it with her hand, it became like a rock hard.
The feeling was just indescribable and incredible. No other woman could ever give the pleasure my mother gave me yesterday. What happened between my mother and me is just beyond my imagination.
Oh boy, I have literally fucked my own mother and cum inside her. And most importantly, it was my first time having sex, and it was with my mother. Which son gets to see his mother’s pussy so openly? I have seen and felt every part of her.
My big brother, Akash, is the bravest person you can imagine. No one else would have even attempted such an act or been able to convince my mother. She was such a religious and traditional woman. I still can’t believe he was fucking her for four years, hiding it from both my dad and me.
I kept on thinking about her boobs, pussy filled with slight hairs, face, armpits, and thighs. Her big ass with that wrinkled asshole. Oh my god, that asshole—it was so wet from my brother’s licking earlier that day. I can’t imagine what the future holds for me in this incestuous sexual relationship with my mother.
The house felt quiet. My heart is beating really fast as I walk to the kitchen. I could smell breakfast. It was a smell I’ve had my whole life. But the woman standing there, my mother, was different from the mom I used to know, the one who was into her religion and old ways.
I stood simply at the entrance for a moment, watching her do the chores. She was dressed in a simple cotton saree, her hair tied back, able to see her thick white navel with wrinkles due to childbirth, looking exactly like the disciplined mother who taught us manners.
It was very difficult to believe that just yesterday I had seen her totally naked and felt her pussy and cum inside her for the first time. My mind kept flashing back to her big ass and her wrinkled asshole, still wet from Akash’s licking. I stepped inside, and my voice was caught in my throat. I felt incredibly hesitant.
Me: (In a low, shaky voice): “Good morning, Amma…”
She turned around, and I briefly searched her eyes for any indication of shame or change. I experienced an odd combination of shyness and excitement.
Amma: (Smiling calmly, as if nothing happened) “Good morning, Ajay. You’re up early. Did you sleep well?”
I looked at her hands, the same hands that had stroked my penis until it was rock hard yesterday, as she served the food. Didn’t know where to look. I wanted to feel her again, but the fear of my father or the neighbours being nearby made me freeze.
Me: “I… yeah. Amma, about yesterday. I still cannot believe this. My head is spinning. Thinking about you and Akash… and then me. It’s fucking crazy, Ma.”
Amma: (Whispering with a playful, horny smile) “Did you like it, dear? How was it entering your birthhole for the first time? Are you happy now?”
I stood there with my face hot, looking at the same woman who had been so strict about my manners just two days ago. Now, she is speaking to me like a lover.
Amma: For 4 years, it was just Akash who used to fuck me and feel me. He was the only one who knew my secrets and tasted my complete body. But now you have joined us, Ajay. My two sons, both grown from my womb, now both share my bed.
She reached out, her hand grazing my arm briefly—the same hand that had made me rock hard the day before.
Amma: “I saw how you looked at my big ass and that wrinkled asshole yesterday. I know you were thinking about how wet it was from your brother’s tongue. Don’t be hesitant, Ajay. In this house, when your father is away, I am yours just as much as I am Akash’s.”
Me: (Stammering, my voice low) “I… I can’t stop thinking about it, Amma. Seeing you naked and feeling your hairy pussy. It’s fucking crazy. I didn’t know you could be like this.”
Amma: I have so many sides, Ajay. To the world, I am a religious, traditional mother. But to my sons? I can be whoever or whatever you need me to be. Now come on, sit and eat your breakfast before your father comes in. We have to keep our secret safe, just like Akash and I did for all those years.
I came closer to my mother. My heart was racing. I whispered, “Amma… can I spend some time alone with you today? I want to be with you without Akash watching, till dad comes home.”
She looked at me with her eyes over my face before she took a glance toward the hallway to make sure my father wasn’t near. She smiled that same horny and knowing smile.
Amma: “I understand, Ajay. You are now new to this incest relation, and you want to explore your mother’s body without any distractions.”
Later, once my father had left for college and the house was “safe” again, the three of us stood in the living room. Akash was getting ready to start his IT work on his laptop. My mother turned to him with a calm but firm look.
Amma: “Akash, listen. Ajay asked to spend some alone time with me today. You’ve had me all to yourself for four long years while he was away. It’s only fair that I compensate him now. You have your WFH office calls to handle anyway. And don’t worry, son. I’ll give you a quick blowjob right now before you start your meetings. That would keep you satisfied while I go into the bedroom with Ajay. He needed to feel what it’s like to have me, his mother, all to himself.”
Akash sighed, a smirk growing on his face as he realised he was still getting his share.
Akash: “Fine, Ma. If Ajay is that desperate to be alone with his birth-giver. I won’t stop him. Just make sure you are ready for my turn later tonight.”
My mother nodded, already reaching for Akash’s shorts to fulfil her promise, while looking back at me with a wink.
Amma: “Stay outside for a few minutes, Ajay. Let me finish with your brother first so he can focus on his office calls. Once Akash is done, I am all yours.”
I paced the corridor, hearing the muffled sounds of their interaction. My mind was a storm of images; the “religious” woman I had known my whole life was currently kneeling before my brother, to clear the way for me.
After what felt like an eternity, the door finally opened. Akash walks out, looking satisfied and adjusting his shorts, heading toward his laptop for his WFH shift. With her hair a little messy and her lips shining. My mother stood in the doorway.
After inviting me into her bedroom, Amma and I both went to her room, and she locked the door.
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