A Dreamy Afternoon With My Rain Drenched Mother – Part 2

After our first fuck, we were both drained and feeling very satiated. We slept off nude, hugging each other, and when we woke up it was well past evening. Almost 8 PM. I woke up first and she was still sleeping, on her side facing me. I put my hand between her legs and tickled her cunt waking her up She stretched and sat up. Kissed me on my mouth once again and walked into the bathroom nude. When she came back, she was wrapped in a towel.

“Shouldn’t we eat something Adi?”she asked.

“Of course Ma, we do not have anything at home, so I suggest we go out for a meal or get something delivered at home. What would you prefer?”

“I am too tired to go out today. Why don’t you phone for some food”

“Sure, what do we have? Any preferences?”

“Something light. Maybe some rotis with chicken curry and some chocolate ice cream? Is that OK with you?”

I was stunned. For we have been strict vegetarians always and we did not even have eggs. In fact even after having been in Mumbai alone for a year now, I have never had anything non-vegetarian, though I had taken to alcohol.

“Chicken Ma?” I asked, not believing what I was hearing.

“Yes chicken. I used to eat chicken outside before marriage and even sometimes after marriage. I love it. You mean you have never had chicken?” she asked.

“No Ma, never”

“Then try. You will love it. And you have whiskey to go with it” she smiled.

I was apprehensive. Not even twelve hours before, my thoughts were to take my mother’s body and satisfy my lust by hook or by crook, assuming that she will be demure and resistive and hoping that she would eventually give up. But the script was turning around on me. It seemed that now she and not I was in charge. Her chewing her mangalsutra which was a symbol of father and his relation with her, and making me chew it too along with her, while at the same time taking my cock deep inside her and letting me ejaculate in her was the first shocker.

Now she wanted to drink alcohol and eat meat, something I had no idea she did before. Anyway, what the heck! You don’t get to fuck your own mother with such passion and abandon daily. So I forgot my apprehensions, called up a a nearby restaurant and ordered chicken curry and some rotis and ice cream.

By the time the food arrived, mother had gone back to the bathroom, taken a bath, shampooed her hair, dressed herself in a saree and blouse as before, applied sindoor etc. and was back. We were sitting on the two reclining chairs in the room when the food delivery guy knocked at the door and delivered the order. I paid and latched the door.

Mom started setting the table and placed two plates and other cutlery. I opened the dinner pack and handed it over to her. She said “Get the whiskey and soda Adi and two glasses”. I silently went and got them. She filled both the glasses expertly and made two large drinks and picked one up. She said “let us sit and watch TV for sometime and then heat up the food later and eat” and moved to the sofa. I picked up my glass and joined her on the sofa. She sat cross-legged and watched the TV slowly sipping the drink.

We were silent but there was an intense sexual tension in the room. We both finished our drink almost simultaneously and she took my glass from my hand and went to refill both. She was remarkably steady on her feet and I guessed that this was not the first time that she was drinking. She came back with another two large drinks and sat down. I must mention here that I was in the same state as I was when I woke up, except that I had pulled up my shorts.

This time as we both started sipping, mother slowly laid her hand on my thighs and moved them upwards. I put my hand around her and we stayed this way for a few minutes. We kept sipping and looking at the TV though we were not paying much attention to the show. I was growing hard, though the drink did not let my cock become really rock hard. I was too relaxed. But an intense sexual desire came up in me like an attack and I placed the drink on the table and got up and pulled down my shorts and became nude. As if on cue, mom too placed her drink on the table got up and slipped off the saree and blouse. Surprisingly she had NOTHING underneath and was as nude as I was. We both sat down and picked up our glasses, and finished the drink.

“Want one more for the road Adi? Or rather for the bed?” asked mom, and I noticed that her words were slightly slurred. But she was steady and spoke clearly enough though there was a dreamy quality to her voice. I was getting reckless too. “Why not Ma?” I asked and this time, I got up and carrying both the glasses went and refilled them and came back. I placed both on the table and sat down. “No more after this. The chicken must be feeling lonely and cold on the table” she laughed and picking up her glass, had one sip and then placed the glass on the table. I did likewise and she then lay down on my lap keeping one leg straight and one bent at the knee, facing up.

She looked at me in the eyes and asked, “Did we do wrong this afternoon Adi?”

“If we had not done it, I would have done it Ma, anyway it would have happened today. So let us not get into the ethics of the matter. Also you too do not seem as innocent as I thought you were Ma”

“No I am not. But sexually, I have never had sex with anyone other than your father till now believe me or not. You are only the second”

“I believe that Ma. But by any chance are you unhappy with dad? It surprised me how we chewed the mangalsutra today as if defiling it with spit. Can you tell me?”

“I do not know Adi. He is a good man, he loves me and all that. But there always has been a wicked streak in me. He has always been so mature. I am not and can never be as mature. But do we need to talk about this now?”

“We can talk what you want to Ma. For me what we did and what we will most certainly be doing again and again is more important”

She turned her face sideways facing my crotch.

She inhaled deeply.

“You did not bathe after we fucked”? she asked.

“Shall I Ma?”

“Doesn’t matter Adi. This smell of our dried juices and sweat arouses me a lot. Good that you didn’t take a shower” she said, inhaling deeply once again. She took my half hard cock in her hand and it was inches from her face. She peeled back the foreskin fully exposing the head. The head was swollen and red with desire by now. She put out the tip of her tongue and touched the tip of my cock.

“Can I call you by your name Sneha, when we are like this” I asked.

“No. Call me Ma. We are a son and mother fucking and enjoying sex. We need to remember that. That is what adds spice to this forbidden act. That is what makes it wild and wicked. There can be a hundred Snehas and a hundred Adis. But we are a mother and son, in sexual union. That awareness makes this special. In fact keep calling me Ma as frequently as possible when we are doing anything sexual” she replied. Strange logic. Erotic logic. But for her cunt I would accede to any logic.

She took my whole cock head into her mouth and ran her tongue around it. She bit my corona slowly. Then took the cockhead out of her mouth and said, “let us eat. Else I might bite your cock head off. Your flesh is for pleasing, not eating” she laughed and got up and stretched. She went to the table poured the chicken into a bowl and put it in the over to heat it. She took it out and divided it into two portions in to bowls.

“You sure you can taste the chicken? I ask because you say you haven’t eaten meat. Should I make something else for you”

“What else is there? Besides when you are eating, I guess I can eat some too. And moreover it is some other flesh I am more interested in right now than the chicken. So I will eat a bit and continue if I like it”

“You will love it, I promise” she said and we sat down on the dining chairs, nude. She started eating with relish. The way she ate told me that she has been eating meat for long now and I copied her. Indeed the chicken tasted very good. We finished our meal and I was regretting there was no more chicken left. I collected the dishes and left them in the sink, washed my hands, brushed and went into the bedroom. Mom was in the bathroom.

When she came back she was nude again. Only the magalsutra on her neck. I also went to the bathroom because I had to pee and came back.

“Come to me Adi”, she called. “Take me and make me feel as if I am just a body attached to a very sexual and sensitive cunt”

I straddled her body placing my cock on the entrance to her cunt. “You started something which I would love if you finish Ma. You started sucking me on the sofa” I said.

“Later lover, later. We will do a lot as long as I am here. Be assured of that. Right now I want to be fucked as we did this afternoon” She said.

This time she did not guide me into her. I entered her on my own. Like before I gave her long loving strokes, hitting her womb walls each time. “Mom, I ejaculated inside you this afternoon. I believe you are still fertile. Do you think you will get pregnant?”

“We will cross that bridge when we come to it Adi. Do not bring in other things while we are at this. Please” she said, closing her eyes and sighing, as if to enjoy the sensations within her cunt. I kissed her deeply and our tongues played with each other. I licked her teeth and lips and cheeks. And this time I did not wait to be told. I took her mangalsutra in my mouth and after sometime, opened her mouth with my fingers, and spat it out into her mouth with a gob of my saliva. She swallowed my saliva and after sometime reciprocated, spitting it back into my mouth with a gob of HER saliva, which again I swallowed. We did this a few times, all the time fucking at a slow pace.

I took my right hand to our crotch area and slid it between our bodies and touched her clit which was by now prominently erect. She moaned. I pulled out my cock fully and brought my head down to her cunt. Mom opened her eyes to see why I withdrew suddenly. Maybe she thought that I withdrew because I was about to shoot. “Put it back in Adi, I want you to fill me up with your semen son” she said urgently.

“I will mom, I will, just a moment. I want to see a friend down here” I smiled at her and spread open her cunt lips to get a better view of her clit. It was cherry red and real hard. I kissed it tenderly and licked it with the tip of my tongue. It suddenly started vibrating and my mother’s cunt was liberally oozing out nectar so that my face was fully wet with her juices.

Soon, as in the afternoon she started shuddering and going deep pink all over and I knew she would cum right away. I got up fast and shoved my cock into her cunt and started fucking my mother furiously. My cock was throbbing too and we orgasmed simultaneously. Once again I simply hosed her womb with my semen and she was shaking all over like a jelly holding me tight. It took me longer than it did this afternoon to empty my balls inside her.

“You know what Adi?” she asked dreamily, “this fuck was much much better than the first one though you were not as hard as you were then. Know why?”
“Why Ma?”

“Because alcohol desensitizes the cock and sensitizes the insides of the cunt. So you fucked longer and I got more pleasure. Also meat diverts more blood towards the genitals and makes the nerves there very sensitive”

“We know you are biology teacher mom. But let us not have a biology class here on bed” I said and kissed her mouth deeply and withdrew my cock from my mother’s soggy cunt.

We progressed more and more towards sexual summit doing all kinds of things as days passed. I will write more in the third and concluding part soon. If you liked this real incident, mail me at [email protected] and let me know. Also mail me suggestions for new stories that you like to see from me. Also read my two earlier stories posted on ISS.

A Dreamy Afternoon With My Rain Drenched Mother – Part 2