Dad is supposed to come tomorrow. It was so exciting to know that I will be alone with Mom tonight, especially after the sex with her this afternoon. When Mom called me to go to her room to study while she did her wardrobe, I suggested that we sit nude. Mom agreed for it, but as she had warned me earlier that it's not possible for two adults to sit nude without doing anything, we ended up having sex.
Oh! I fucked Mom this afternoon. This makes me so excited every time and I recall it. She was really good and makes anyone satisfied. My beautiful Mom is now in the back-yard doing some work. I don't know what plan she has for tonight. I went to the back-yard to check out on her. Seeing her I said, 'Mom, won't you come in? Yeah just give ten minutes, I will finish my work and come,' she said.
I went back to the living and sat there watching TV as soon as Mom returned, 'I asked Mom are we sleeping in your room. Yes, unless you have something very important to do at your room she smiled with teasing look. I blushed and just said ok and I was so happy inside but I could not cheer up openly. I am yet to be exhibitive in sex with Mom. I could do things only with subtle beginning. Sunder, put the TV off and study now son study until 9 pm.
I looked at the clock it was 7 pm still. I had no patience to wait to be close to Mom again. She was in kitchen now. I got up to go near her. She was working there bending over the platform. Her rounded bums were as irresistible as she had worn saree, her skin below the blouse until the waist was visible. Pallu was not very carefully placed; hence her breast from the side was visible. My dick came into action soon in my shorts.
I went behind her and hugged and my hands reaching below her breasts on her naked tummy. Don't be crazy, Sunder, why can't you wait till its bedtime' she cried out. Mom, don't you think after the first time sex with you I am like a newly married man now. I am really crazy for you, for you it's okay and I confessed. God, this boy won't leave me, do you mean to say I should now behave like a bride for you she teased me as always.
As always I liked her teasing. I said yes mom, it's a nice idea and you dress up like a bride for me tonight. She then asked do you want to marry me tonight', she laughed. Yes Mom,' I said okay, let's see how we do it. Do one thing, at 8.30, I'll go to my room and you go to yours. I will come ready as a bride for you and the rest later mom said. Mom is always meticulous. How lucky my dad is.
I squeezed and her breasts in excitement hhhaaaa Sundroo she squealed at 8.30 in my room thinking how Mom would be dressed for me I frenzied to and fro. I had to go in a nice dress too. I wore my formal pants and a white full-sleeved shirt and waited for Mom's call exactly at 9 pm Mom called me out from her room, she asked me to go to the living room. I was surprised to see.
She had arranged things for our mini-wedding in front of the short wooden stool meant for the two to sit in Pooja room for praying, there was a brass plate belonging to Pooja room. Mom's mangal-sutra was kept in the brass plate along with coconut and areca nut and areca and leaves. There was a decorated Kalasha too. She had drawn rangoli around the place.
I was observing this Mom walked out of her room oops Mom was so beautiful! She had dressed like a bride every way except her saree and was something that she would wear when she goes for dinner with dad. It was a pink transparent chiffon saree and you know what. God she had not wear a blouse inside, instead there was just a a pink lacy bra, matching the saree perfectly. Since the saree was transparent I could see the bra clearly.
She had worn gold earrings and a pearl necklace. Oh! My goodness! My angel sexy beautiful Mom had a big round bindi, very light colored lipstick. I think there was light blush too, on her cheeks. I could never utter a word for a while only later I blurted Mom you are beautiful and I never knew you were this beautiful. Now until I tell you to do so, don't call me Mom, call my name call me Usha, just like your Dad calls me.
She laughed aloud when I said ok Mom then I said ok Usha, my sweetheart. Mom said and I love it and she added 'Common now, let's sit on the seat of the bride and the groom saying this she pulled me holding my hand, I was excited like mad. I sat with Mom on the seat meant for the bride and the groom. She put little kumkum on my forehead and asked me to do the same for her.
She asked me to put Harishina yellow powder on her cheeks and I did that then Mom asked me to go for the final event, putting her mangal-sutra back in her neck. I held mangal-sutra and said, 'Usha, Mom I love you and I was so emotional at this point and I said, 'Mom I think I love you more from today, you will remain my Mom even when you become my soul mate. Can I really think of you as my wife from today?
Mom said see Sundroo, my sweet-heart no woman would for a joke also do this all unless she has submitted to the man. Indeed ever since I had sex with you, I have been thinking a lot about it. I have never seen a man other than your dad in his position. Not even mentally have I thought about another man but since I love you so much as my son and somehow with our freeness of mother-son relationship we have come to this point.
Somehow you have taken the position of your dad. I love your dad as much as I love you. I need both of you. I am so happy I have a junior husband and as this husband is my own son I can be so free with you. She patted on my cheek saying it all there was kept a lamp in place of fire which is sacred Agni for Hindus. She asked me to get up and go three rounds holding her hand. She walked behind me as a shy bride with her head down-cast look.
I had been so loved and I have this angel mother as my wife. What do I need more than this in life after we completed three rounds around the lamp Mom said Sundroo, I am yours now Kaaya, Vaacha, Manasa meaning that by body, by heart and by soul I am yours. She held both her hands out and said can you take me to our room.
I said Usha my dearest wife, my soul my mother and my goddess, I love you saying so I lifted her and carried to her room there too I was surprised to see our bedstead arranged with flower and I thanked Mom, 'Usha, Amma, I am luckiest to have you as my mom first and now as my wife. There can't be happier moment in my life. Love you Usha
I placed her on her bed and went over her like a man would go over his wife kissed the whole of her face when mom received it all closing her eyes. Mom kept moaning Sundroo, call me Usha as many times as you can. She wanted to transform from being a mother to a wife completely. We soon undressed and kissed each other's body like the couple in honey-moon. Mom was too good reciprocating my love.
I made love to her breasts, one after the other, sometimes nibbling on them and sometimes kneading them until she moaned and cried,
Sundroo, you need them for many more years my darling do it gently not too gently either oohh haassu and I had been too hot to be slow anymore, I directed my cock into my womb where I spent 9 months and I aimed at the pink every man all his first 20 years dreams to do.
I penetrated into the hole in the flesh where a man finds his heaven.
I pumped Mom who moaned ha Sundru don't stop, ho Sundru do it hard, Sundroo don't cum soon, even if you cum, cum into me come into me come again as my child cum like a man but come like a child comes into a virgin's womb. Sundroo I love it junior, you are too good. Sundroo what made us man and woman, we were mother-son but I am so surprised you have become my man when I was about to come.
I slowed down when Mom said ooooh Sundroo slow down but be inside me, oh ooops, amma and I came, but Mom held me tight for a while when she got up she said Sundroo let's have dinner, just wear the shorts, I will be in my petticoat, let's be free, in case she paused. I understood her predicament about the second session. Sundroo, I just can't believe you are such a young man and the way you can fuck,
I have no doubts about you but, you are a genius. I don't know how many mothers are blessed to have the total love of the son. I am so happy. I love you, my darling husband junior', she laughed. We had dinner, me just with my shorts on and Mom in her petticoat, her breasts dangling for next love-making. If you have liked the story write to me, my id firstname.lastname@example.org