This story is set in India.
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On a humid night, in her Kerala home, Meera tossed around restlessly, her 40 year old unsatisfied body curving under the thin sheet of her king sized bed - Her 34 inch breasts heaving with each breath, her 28 inch waist dipping to her 36 inch hips that begged for a real man's touch.
Her husband, Diwakar, shamelessly snored beside her, his disappointing flaccid nights becoming a reason for her constant frustration, barely managing even missionary sex without collapsing early - She was rightfully unhappy and left alone yearning for more, and as sleep slowly claimed her, unusually arousing visuals flashed in her brain, dragging her into a dream full of forbidden heat!!
The kitchen glowed under soft lights, rain pattering outside the luxurious house.
Meera was chopping onions, with her thin saree clinging to her sweat-damp fair skin, her sleeveless blouse taut over her full tits.
Suddenly, footsteps thudded - Aryan, her 20 year old son, strode in, with his towering gym-honed frame, shoulders broad, and chest rippling under a tight tank top.
He had been for long secretely desiring to own his mother, and that day too, he had his dark eager eyes locked on her mature curvy back, with his cock already twitching in his shorts!!
"Mommyyy!!" Aryan rumbled, closing the distance, and deciding to make a move at last - His strong arms indecently seized Meera's waist from behind, before turning her around quickly and hoisting her up effortlessly against the kitchen wall.
Highly impressed by her son's strength, and tempted by her own sensual needs, she gleefully allows her craving legs to immediately wrap his hips, as her saree hiked up, exposing her soaked pussy lips!!
"You are so wet, Mommyy!! You really look like a hungry slut milf down there!! Hahaha!!" Aryan devilishly declared, highly shaming Meera and even forcing her to question her recent actions for a while, but only until she found herself to be lustfully gasping as his mouth wildly claimed hers, his tongue thrusting deep inside.
The very next moment, his hands yanked her blouse open to grope her heavy breasts, pinching her long hard nipples till they ached enough for her to start moaning!!
Aryan grinded his bulge against her core, simulating both the participants, until he proudly freed his thick cock - Nine inches of veined hardness, with incestful pre-cum oozing at the tip.
"Oh my god... Fuck!! He is almost two times bigger than Diwakar's limp dick!! How is he so big?!" Meera shockingly wondered.
Yet one thing she was sure about was that her son's tool promised ruinous pleasure, and it was doing no less!!
Aryan clearly looked like he was in a hurry, and he wasted no time to begin rubbing the head of his cock along her leaky slit, lubricating his monster with her juices, before slamming upward and into his mother's thirsty pussy with considerable power.
Meera abnormally screamed, more in pain than with pleasure, as her tight cunt stretched around his girth, her walls gripping as he filled her completely, in a matter of few rough stabs.
He bounced her on his shaft, hips pistoning, and his heavy balls loudly slapping her ass cheeks - Each thrust lifted her higher, her busty tits jiggling free, and her aroused nipples scraping his chest!!
"Ohhhh... Oh my... Ooooo... What is happening to me... Uffff!!" Meera helplessly let out sighs filled with sexual ecstacy.
"Diwakar has never fucked me like this before... He has never reached this deep... And... He will never ever touch these parts of my pussy either!! All he can do is grunt twice and spill weakly. But Aryan... My son... He is wrecking me, properly pounding me, and owning my hole like a true male!!" her mind raced, as the nasty thoughts fueled her passion, feeling her pussy clenching tighter!!
Sweat poured down the young boy's muscled back as his own mother erotically clawed him, with her head lolling uncontrollably - He latched onto her creamy neck, sucking hard enough to leave plenty of bruises, and then greedily bit a nipple, tugging the spongy meat with his teeth while drilling her relentlessly.
Her clit throbbed against his pubic bone, building serious pressure, and she begged him to fuck her mercilessly, in her raw voice!!
Aryan growled, speeding up, and his huge cock was battering her depths. This was more than what the otherwise conservative woman could take, and her orgasm crashed violently - Her underused cunt spasming and squirting sticky slimy juices down his length.
But he still did not falter, and just did not stop yet either, continuously drilling through her shudders for more than a minute, making Meera feel incestfully proud, and until he felt his balls had completely tightened - With a loud roar, he hilted deep, and finally erupted, as fresh hot spurts of thick semen flooded her womb, with the extra load overflowing to drip onto the floor!!
"Hhuhhh!!" Meera abruptly woke up panting, shocked and struggling to breathe, as if she had been hit on the head.
"What the..." she lay stunned on her bed, recollecting the twisted evil images from her dream.
The sheets were extraordinarily soaked, almost as if she had peed, but her pussy was pulsing empty, as always - Diwakar's irritating snores mocked her, and at that moment, she felt she despised her husband's incapability more than ever.
No longer worried about her loyal housewife label, and immensely influenced by the forbidden yet satisfying visuals from the immoral dream, where she was just about to ask her boy to fuck her in the ass as well, Meera moved her fingers down between her thighs, rubbing her swollen clit, replaying in her mind how savagely Aryan had claimed her, and fingering her pussy chasing release alone, or maybe also starting to slowly wish for a lot more from her son than just love and care and respect!!
THE END