Mummy My Potty Goddess

Hello everyone my name is aju and I’m working in a call center. This is a real true story that happened some time ago. It contains incest between me and my mother and also scat sex, if you don’t like these kinds of sexual acts please don’t read the story. I really never thought I would be sharing this experience of mine but one of my friends convinced me that this is a good idea. I think so too and here it goes.
This is about my infatuation with my mother vaishnavi. She is 43 years old but looks younger. She has very fair skin like milk, long thick lush hair and her size is 38d-31-46. She has huge breasts which hypnotize me and a large ass that will even put nicki minaj to shame. She is the perfect milf aunty and from the time I was younger I have seen all men look hungrily at her.

I didn’t always have lust for my mother. I was just just like every normal boy. I live in a small 1 bedroom hall house and own a small car too. I didn’t have many friends back then. So one day I was just browsing through the internet when I came across indian sex stories website. I started to read and masturbate to the stories and was really enjoying the site. Then one day I selected the incest category and read a story of how a mom was made her son’s bitch. This story turned me on so much that even before I reached the end I vigorously shook my dick and spilled cum all over the place. After I had orgasmed I was slouched on the bed my whole body was pulsating thinking about what I read.

The next time I went home I started to watch my mom with hungry eyes. I would stare at her boobs when she was not looking and walk behind her so I could enjoy her big swaying ass. My dick would always be rock hard when I was with her, but she never noticed. Then one day after coming home I decided my mom is a sex goddess and she should be worshipped by a motherfucker son like me. So I cleared a small cupboard in the corner of my bed room. I got my mother’s wedding photo and photoshopped my face instead of my dad’s. I got some more photos of my mother in saree and salwar kameez and I framed and kept these in the cupboard.

Now I thought oh I need an idol for my goddess. So I went on eating things that would constipate me and for 2 days I didn’t shit. I was always a fan of scat sex but till that point I had not tried anything. So after those 2 days after work I hurried home as I wanted to shit very badly. The cupboard of worship was opposite to my bed so when I woke up everyday I could see the cupboard first thing in the morning. As soon as I reached home I took a plastic cover and a beer glass. I lay the plastic cover on the bed and I squatted over it. Pissing into the glass I struggled to get the shit out of me. Straight in front of me I could see my mother’s photos and they were driving me crazy. I was holding my breath and pushing hard my body shivering. My ass hole was opening wide and the shit was trying to come out. It was so big that it was paining me intensely. I had to stop in the middle to catch my breath and continued trying to shit. Finally with all my force I shouted vaishnaviiiii and a big rock hard log of shit fell into the plastic cover.

My body was sweating and the beer mug was half full of piss. The putrid smell of the shit was filling the room and penetrating my nose and head. I was feeling little dizzy from all this. Still I managed to shit out four small pieces more. After that I stared at my creation. It was dark brown and the smell was very strong and intoxicating unlike anything I had experienced before.

I had to make this shit into an idol. Thank god my school days craft class came in handy. I took the big piece in my hand and pressed the bottom to make it a little flat so that it could stand on its own. I took two small pieces and attached them like hands and the other two I fit like the idol was sitting cross legged. I took a pen and carved two slant eyes and a mouth. My goddess was ready.

I placed a small plastic sheet in the cupboard below the marriage pic and placed my shit idol in front of it.I deeply inhaled my hands and almost blacked out. Oh my goddess of sex! My mother vaishnavi! Bless me with your pussy and may your breasts watch over me.
Then I went to clean myself. After this it became a routine to do rituals for my mother daily morning and at night. I would say obscenities to the idol and masturbate. Then I would cum into my hand, ask my mother for blessings and drink my cum as prasad. I obviously never bought anyone to my home. As soon as I would come from office and open the door of my home the putrid smell would welcome me. I even bought a cheap second hand phone and a new sim and I would call my mom’s phone from that number. At the same time in my laptop a porn video would be playing of a milf at low volume. My mom would say hello? Hello? I would just breath into the phone and masturbate.

I lived like this for a few days and little did I know that worship I did was really going to bear fruit. I had even stolen a pair of my mom’s bra and panties and kept it in the cupboard for worship. So one fine sunday after morning masturbatory pooja I was lying in bed a drop of cum oozing from my mouth. I had forgotten to lock the front door after taking the news paper and after the pooja had fallen asleep.
I was woken from my sleep when I heard a sudden thud like sound. I quickly turned and saw my mother was lying unconscious on the floor of my bedroom. He saree’s pallu had fallen and she was lying on the ground her blouse and navel exposed to me. That day was the scariest day of my life. My heart was beating like it was gonna burst out of my chest. I didn’t know what to do. First I touched my mother’s neck for a pulse. She was alive. Now I noticed her body on the floor like this looked very sexy and despite my fear I was getting horny. I thought to myself anyways she caught me, maybe she won’t be that upset.

So I bring my face close to her’s and move around smelling her deeply. She had put perfume and the mixture of perfume and her sweat was making my cock like a rock. I then stuck my tongue out and licked her cheek and looked for a reaction. She was still like a sleeping baby. So I started to lick her face and taste her. There was a slight taste of make up in her face. So I started licking her neck and then her navel. Her navel was smelling weird so I licked it deeply. Then I felt some movement so I quickly got up.

My mom was slowly regaining her consciousness. I kept calling out to her in a loud voice mom! Mother! Are you okay? She first made a slight moaning voice then said aju baby what happened?
Before I could say anything she saw the cupboard and started crying loudly.

Oh god what has my son become. My is son is such a dirty animal. Where did I go wrong oh god.

I felt very sad n tried to compose my mother.
Mummy please let me explain. It’s not like you think. I love you very much.

Saying so I tried to hold her so she slapped me three times hard across my face.

You filthy dog don’t touch me. What will I tell your father. How will I face my people after this. What obscenities have you done in that cupboard. Is something wrong with your head.
I replied,

Yes, there is something wrong with me. What is wrong is that I love my mother more than anything or anyone else in this world. I strive only for your happiness. Whenever anything was wrong with you it was me and not even daddy who took care of you. I love you to such an extent that I am worshipping you in my house. I am following some ancient scriptures according to which if you want your mother to find eternal happiness, these are the rituals I need to do. So if you still think I am a pervert my mother punish me but know that my love for you is pure and eternal.

My mother was a very religious woman and hearing about the scriptures gave her a lot of doubts. She was in an extreme state of confusion.

Son I can’t think clearly because of that smell. I’m gonna sit in the living room and you need to explain all this to me before I call your father.

We move into the living room and I bring my mom a glass of water. She drinks it all the while glaring at me. I explain to her that on my trip in to the deep grunga mountains I had met a sage of the tatti tribe and he had explained to me that he could see a deep respect and love in me for my mother so he adviced me to go see a poojari in a particular temple deep in the mountains.

That temple is in such a remote place that it is not easily accessible to humans. Yet for the well being of my mother I travelled into that place to seek the poojari. The poojari was impressed with my perseverance and love for my mother that he told me a secret ritual which was what I had been doing in my room.

The temple was a real temple deep in the mountains but all the rest was bullshit made up by me. I was desperately hoping my mother would believe these lies. After hearing all this there was a deep thought full look on her face. She asked me whether I was telling the the truth and I told her how could I lie.

She finally seemed to come to terms with it because she was a religious person her self and thought anything for god was for the good and so she finally calmed down. She then asked me,
Can’t you atleast do something about the smell, it smells so putrid in here. What if somebody comes here and finds out.
I tell her,

No mother you came here by accident and this is the last accident that’s going to happen. No one is gonna come to my house. I don’t even have close friends and according to the poojari I must not do anything to the idol to remove the smell. I must learn to relish the smell and worship you.

She finally agreed and said that she was gonna go back home and she would never come here again so I quickly tell her,
No mother you should come here every week. Your coming here today was not really an accident. It was the fruit of my prayers. You should come here every week and bless me.

Saying so I kneeled on the floor and touched my mother’s legs saying,
Bless me mummy devi.

She reluctantly gave me her blessings and didn’t wait much longer and left back to our home. That night I didn’t sleep as I was scared what she would do. Would she tell dad? Would she tell any of our other relatives? Those thoughts kept me scared and awake.
Days passed like years and finally the next sunday came. There was a knock on the door. I opened it and my mother was standing in a traditional saree wearing fragrant white flowers in her hair. I invited her inside. I asked my mother to come into the bedroom as I had to do her pooja. She reluctantly agreed and followed me into the bed room. She had pressed her nose closed and had a look of disgust on her face. I took out 2 incense sticks which were actually aphrodisiac ones and lit them and started saving them around her body. I told my mom,

You must learn to like this smell, only then will your soul be benefited from all the prayers I do.

I slowly removed her hand from her nose and asked her to inhale. She slowly took a deep breath, her breasts moving up and down. As she took more breaths her mind started getting more relaxed but a little horny too. She started to adjust to the smell of the shit. I kept the incense stick aside and told her,
Bless me mummy devi.

I bent down and placed my hands on her feet and slightly rubbed them. Then I got up and told my mother I had made food for her and she should eat. Little did she know I had mixed laxatives in the food and also the lemonade I had made was mixed with vodka.
I have her the food and the vodka. She was happily eating and drinking talking about the usual house stuff. In between I excused myself and went and put a lock on the toilet door and threw the key in the loft above.

I went back and kept giving mummy more to drink. After some time she was feeling very woozy. She stood up and said,
Son I wanna use the toilet where is it?

I pointed her to the toilet and when she went there she realized it was locked so she called out to me. I went there and innocently looked around for the key but couldn’t find it.
Mom the key isn’t anywhere to be found. Now there’s only one thing to do, you’ll have to shit in a vessel.

My mom was shocked.
Nooo, no way, it’s okay son I’ll hold it I’ll be fine.
I asked her to sit on the bed and I sat too. I began inquiring about our relatives and mom seemed to eagerly talk about them. I could see it in her face that she was drunk. I told her I would massage her legs since they might be paining. She first declined but I took her legs and placed them to my sides.

I gently started massaging them. My mom’s pleasure could be seen on her face as she closed her eyes. I gently removed her pallu with one hand while the other was rubbing one of her thick fleshy legs. I could see her lush breasts through her blouse and the nipples had started to poke out of the blouse. She was sweating a lot and I could see the big wet patches on the side of her blouse.
She finally said,

Son I really have to go to the toilet help me.
I said,
Don’t you worry mother I’ll take care of you.
I made her stand up and started removing her saree. I then removed her petticoat too and lay her on the bed. Her eyes were closed. I played some sexy item song on the stereo and started massaging her thighs. Then I slowly began removing her pink panties. I inhaled the panties deeply and threw them to the side. Then I took the bottle of vodka from under the bed and forced the bottle into my mother’s mouth. She helplessly drank a lot and then started to cough badly. Her eyes were half open and she was smiling at me.

Ajuuuuu my baby…your mother is a very sexy woman. But daddy is fucking faggot who doesn’t appreciate me. Ohhhh baby I’m gonna per now.

Listening to this made my cock very hard. I placed my mouth near her pussy and she let out a moan and started to urinate in my mouth. It was nice, warm and sweet. I kept gulping down her piss. Then when she was done I looked at her and winked. She seemed embarrassed and giggled like a school girl.

I then took my dslr and started recording video. I first took many pictures of my mom only in the blouse then I placed the dslr on a trip pod so I could record all that happens next.

I then tore her blouse away and unhooked her bra. After throwing them aside I gazed at my own mother in all her fully naked glory. I removed the flowers from her hair and let her long hair fall. Then I made her smell the flowers then I threw them aside too. I grabbed her by the hair and told her,

Ohh my randi mother, I have waited for this moment all my life. Do you even know how sexy you are. I’m gonna make you feel special. I’m gonna take daddy’s place today. Saying so I took out a slut red lipstick and kajal. I drew kajal thick under her eyes and applied the red lipstick on her lips too. Now she really looked like a first class prostitute.

I pulled her close and asked her to look into the camera. She smiled into the camera. Then I squished her cheeks together and gave her a deep french kiss.

Mmmmm she started moaning. I kept sliding my tongue in her mouth and she kept salivating a lot. I started to drink her saliva.
Oh mom you are so tasty my randi.

She replied,
Ohh son your dad should learn from you. Ohhh my prince you are such a stud.

Then I grabbed one of her large melon sized breast and started sucking on it like a baby. My mom said,
After so many years you are sucking my boobies son…don’t stop baby…

The lipstick had smeared across her mouth and she finally let out a long wet fart. I quick went near her ass and smelled it deeply. Then I got naked and lay on the bed lifting my legs into the air. I told my mom,
Now my randi I will fart and you smell it okay?
No son why should we do that.

I pinched her nipples hard and she squealed like a bitch. I pressed her face against my ass and farted. She deeply inhaled and she came up looking very happy and pleased.

Oh son that was so intoxicating. Let’s do it more.
We then farted into each other’s nose and mouths. Then I grabbed her by her hair and again kissed her deeply making sexy sounds. I slapped her breasts hard and she screamed through our kiss.
Oh son…you are so horny just like me. Finally I’ve found a man who can satisfy me. Oh baby I need you.

She was farting loudly then she started to wince in pain. I realized she was about to shit so I spread her ass cheeks and started to lick the asshole of my own mother. I could see her puckered asshole was producing a light brown big shit and I licked it like a hungry dog.
She finally moaned and shitted one big log of shit into my mouth. I took it in my hand showed it to my mother and started licking it like a cock. Then I gave it to my mom and told her,

Show me how you suck daddy’s cock using this mummy.
She took the piece of shit and started to suck it like a dildo. Spitting and rubbing it she sucked it like a professional. I took it from her hand and bit a piece off it. I chewed it in my mouth then made my mother open her mouth and drooled it into her mouth.
She then swallowed it and made weird moaning sounds. Again we french kisses like young lovers.

Swirling our shit coated tongues in each other’s mouths. Then I took some shit and smeared them on her boobs and I pinched and played with them.

Aaaaah son don’t stop. Mommy feels so good. Mommy is your randi son. Keep treating mummy like a whore oooooh.
I started licking mommy’s breasts. I even bit hard into them making her scream in pleasure.

I then stuck my hand inside her mouth and made her gag. Her eyes turned red and the kajal had streaked down her face. I then took my hand out sucked her saliva from my hand and then took my rock hard cock and shoved it into my mother’s face.

She started sucking my cock like a pornstar. She was slobbering all over it and sucking it nice and deep. After a bit of this I took out my cock and started sucking her pussy. It was the place I was born from and I was ravaging it like an animal. She was moaning and screaming in utter pleasure.

Then I took my slippery wet cock and rammed it inside her pussy. I penetrated her all the way in and started fucking her like a mad man. After some nice hard thrusts she screamed and then went limp.
I knew she had orgasmed. I kept going until my body felt like it was about to explode. Then suddenly I shouted vaishnaviiiii and pumped load after load of cum into my mother’s vagina and slumped like a dead body onto her.

This is how I first had sex with my mother. There’s a lot more that happened after this obviously but that is for another story. I had you all enjoyed this story and all of you cummed. If you have any fan mail to send please don’t be shy and send it to [email protected]. Thank you for reading guys. Enjoy.