My Strict Indian Mother – Part 4
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Hello everyone. I’ll pick up just where I left off. I kissed my mother, Krupanidhi, on the lips, out of the blue. She had just finished her dip in the sacred Kaveri River.
I had purposely dirtied all her clothes, and she was just in her leggings and a towel on top. I feel her moist lips leave mine.
“Beta, what are you doing?”
I heard her voice. She says it in a very confused tone. Her hands are now crossed over her huge breasts. They seem to be waiting to get out of the towel’s grasp.
“Maa, I am completely in love with you,” I repeat.
“Beta, I love you too, but that’s now you kiss your mother.”
She’s not comprehending what I’m saying.
“Maa, I know you have been lonely after Dad passed away. I know you use a vibrator every day to satisfy your needs.”
Her face turns red. “Beta, have you been spying on me?”
“No, Maa, your moans are too loud at night.”
Her confusion now turns to shame.
“Beta, that’s….”
Everything is going so fast that I do not know what to do next. I don’t know how to convince my mother since I came out clean. It was now almost dark outside, and we were still standing next to the river.
I blurted out, “Maa, I can satisfy your sexual needs,” without thinking.
Her face looks fully confused now. She tells, “Beta, what are you saying? Stop being a child. I’m your mother.”
“But Maa…”
She holds me by my ear now. She has turned a bit angry. She finally understood what I was saying.
“Beta, have you gone mad? After visiting all those temples, you are saying such nonsense?”
She holds my ear with her left hand and now goes to slap me with her right hand. I feel I’ll never get to fuck met mother if she feels like this. I would need to do something drastic to get her to reciprocate.
Since both her hands are off the towel, I take my change and tug. It falls off easily. For the first time, I get a view of my mother’s watermelon-sized breasts. They are saggy with old age but are massive with dark nipples. She has a visible potbelly with fat laters on her sides, under her breasts and waist.
She quickly takes notice of what happened and tries to cover her chest. Her breasts jiggle with her own aggressive touch.
“BETA WHAT…?” she yells.
I yell back now, “CHUP!”
“I’ve been listening to you moan every day. Now you have made me your driver and servant. You keep bossing me around like a bitch”
She’s fully taken aback that I yelled.
“But Beta, this is….”
I now take my chance to make her like me. I start undoing my pants. My erect dick was now pointing at my mom. I take two steps towards my mother and hold her by her hair bun.
She’s toppled in her peach leggings now. In the dark, it feels like she’s fully naked.
“See Maa. My dick is much bigger than that vibrator. Now since you have made me drive for hours together for this trip of yours, I demand payment.”
“Beta….” she squeaks.
I tell, “Now suck it, you whore!”
“Beta, this is not right. We cannot do this.”
I push her down, and she kneels. She looks at my dick. I think I finally got there. She knows that there is nobody for her now.
I say, “Come on, Maa, you can have it now. We can satisfy ourselves. You won’t be lonely again, and nobody will know. We can have all the fun we want.”
She looks emotional, and I’m almost about to break her.
“Beta, this…let us not….”
I take one of her hands and rest it on my dick. She tries moving it away, but I hold it in place and gently stroke it.
“Ok, Beta. Just this once, don’t tell anyone,” she tells in a low voice helplessly.
Done, finally done. I think. My strict mom is about to suck my dick. I have convinced her. She puts my dick in her mouth.
“Now give me a rim job, Maa.”
She gags and nods. “You dirty whore, you know what a rim job is?” I laugh. She nods.
She starts going around my mushroom tip. I give a sudden push, and she gags. “You like that, Maa?”
She nods and uses her hands now. It feels so refreshing. Her breasts dance with every movement of hers. I bend down and cup each of them. I squish them hard. She lets out an “Ahh.”
I climax even though it has just been 5 minutes. My load falls on her tongue. I now pull back her messy bun. “Swallow that, bitch.” She gulps.
Now my mother has become a bit docile. I pull her back up into a standing position and go to remove her leggings. I move my hand into her panties and touch her pussy. It feels unshaven. She resists and pulls my hand out.
She stops me and says, “Beta, that’s enough. We’ve already crossed the limits. I don’t want to do anything else now.”
She looks tired. I don’t know what to say. I’ve already gotten what I want. “Did you enjoy my dick, Maa? Try it in other holes now. Why wait?”
“Beta, no. This is just a one-time mistake. Let’s not make another. You are not even wearing a condom,” she says firmly.
I think that three more days of the trip are left. Since she is already submissive, I have more time.
“Ok, whore. Let’s continue later, then. Now wear the dirty chudidar just like the dirty pig you are.”
I grab her nipples one more time and pinch hard. She yelps, “Aaaahhh.”
“I enjoyed this, Maa. Now I’ll make you also enjoy it tomorrow by licking your pussy.”
She says, “But beta, we agreed this is a one-time mistake.” I slap her and say, “You’ll obey what I say, Maa.” I spank her ass.
That’s the end of part 4. Leave your thoughts at [email protected].
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