Son Fucks Mom In A Wedding

NOTE: This is an incest sex tale of a taboo relationship between a mother and her son. Please close this tab if that’s not your cup of tea. To read more of my stories, please click on my username above or here. Enjoy!

Keshav Das was chatting away on his phone, sitting in the back seat of the car, blissfully unaware of the storm that was brewing between his wife Tulsi and his son Naren in the front seat. Every time Naren changed the gears, he placed his hand on his mother’s knees or her fleshy thighs and gave it a good squeeze.

Tulsi would blush like a new bride and would forcefully remove his hand from her body and look away as if nothing had happened. Very rarely, he would grab her hand as she moved his away and press it on his crotch. Tulsi would feel her son’s thick member shielded by his jeans, give it a naughty squeeze.

“How much longer, beta?” Keshav asked his son, putting his phone away.

“Another half hour papa, 45 minutes max”, he said.

Keshav’s phone rang once more, and he glued the phone to his ear, speaking it to it while looking out the window. Naren got back to kneading his mother’s thighs.

***

The unnatural relationship between Tulsi and her son began three months ago when she had accidentally sent him a naked selfie. Keshav was on a long business trip, and Tulsi was feeling quite naughty that day. After a long hot bath one afternoon, which did nothing to calm the fire in her loins, she took a picture of herself with nothing but a bath towel on her head and sent it off to her husband.

Naren was intently listening to a lecture on ‘thermodynamics’ when his phone vibrated at that fateful moment. Sitting on the last bench, he drew his phone out of his pocket and noticed a picture message from his mother.

He imagined it would be a good morning message like always and opened it without a second thought to take his mind off the boring lecture only to find the image of his voluptuous mother, stark naked, staring back at him. He immediately shut the phone and looked around. Thankfully, no one had noticed him or the picture.

He unlocked the phone and looked at the picture more intently, taking in every detail of his own mother’s wet, naked body. She was biting her lower lip passionately, which gave her innocent face a slutty look like he hadn’t seen before. Her tits sagged slightly, something that was to be expected of from a 45-year-old woman.

In the middle of the wide hips and where both her voluptuous thighs met, was a bushy overgrowth that covered her vagina. Naren’s little member had grown in size. All the fantasies he had had all these years had finally come true, or so he had thought. He imagined that mom finally realized his lust filled love towards her.

He had made no attempts to hide his intentions towards his mother these past few years. Every time he went home for holidays, he would find excuses to be around her and touch her, squeeze her gently. Tulsi was aware of her son’s antics but hadn’t really objected to it as she wrote it off as his age and hormones doing the deeds.

Also because she felt good getting attention from a young man, be it her own son. Keshav was a diabetic and was 12 years older than Tulsi, and he couldn’t keep up with her in the bedroom. The only attention she got was from her son in the form of squeezes and lustful looks, which she happily allowed as long as it was limited to that.

Tulsi was pulling up her panties when she heard the message notification in her phone go off. She immediately picked up the phone, being sure it was from her husband and opened the messaging app to find a picture of a thick, throbbing cock jutting out of the zipper from a jeans pant.

She bit her lips involuntarily as her finger traveled inside her panties. It had been a long time since she had seen her hubby get hard for her, and was proud that she had finally made his dick lust for her. Suddenly she realized that it didn’t look familiar.

Keshav had stopped wearing jeans pants long ago owing to his weight. She panicked and looked at the name of the person she had sent the image to. Tulsi’s face drained of all color when she realized that she had sent a completely nude picture of herself to her son. She collapsed on the bed, unsure of what to do.

Finally, she gathered herself and dialed her son’s number on her phone. Naren was having a hard time disconnecting the multiple calls his mother was making while he was in class. He had slyly pulled out his dick to click a quick pic to send her off just a few moments ago and his zip wasn’t pulled up fully yet.

Naren somehow managed to turn off the vibrations on the phone to keep it from making a sound every time it rang. He knew his father wasn’t at home, and that his mother was all alone.

He had spied on her masturbating a few times when he had been back home, and she would usually pleasure herself in the afternoons. Maybe she needed some verbal excitement from him. He only hoped that she wouldn’t be done by the time his class was over.

The next twenty minutes were among the hardest Naren had ever been through. It was as if his entire blood supply was directed to his penis and everything that was being said in class went over his head. As soon as the class was over, he rushed to his hotel room, locked the door and made a video call to his mother.

Tulsi was pacing up and down the room, completely tensed when her phone began to ring. She immediately swiped the green button and held it against her ears.

“Mom!?” she heard her son Naren’s voice from the other side. “Thank you mom. Thanks so much. Mom this is a video call, keep the phone in front of you! Let me see you!” he said in a single breath.

Tulsi immediately complied and she was greeted with her son’s air kisses. “Ummaaaa.. are you feeling lonely, mom?” he asked, rubbing his hand over his bare chest. “Looks like you are ready for me already!” he said and tilted his phone down, to show the rest of his naked body and his enormous dick. “Look mom, I am ready for you too!” he said proudly as he began stroking his shaft.

“No.. beta.. listen..” Tulsi tried to intervene but in vain. “It was a mistake..” her voice began to quiver at the sight of her son’s thick cock.

“Really mom? A mistake?” Naren said sarcastically. “Then why are you topless for me?”

Tulsi looked down and saw her breasts fully exposed. In all this commotion, she had forgotten to get dressed and was completely nude except for a pair of panties. She immediately grabbed a towel to hide her modesty.

“Oh, come on mom, don’t hide!” Naren begged as he continued to stroke his cock.

“Naren beta, I am so sorry. That pic was meant for your dad. I shouldn’t have sent it to you” Tulsi said disregarding what he was saying. But her eyes were transfixed on her son’s throbbing hard cock.

“Please mom, let me see”, he begged again.

“No beta, this is wrong”, she said.

“Please, mom! Just once!” he pleaded again. “I am almost about to cum.” He increased his pace.

Tulsi reluctantly slid her towel down and exposed her breasts to her own son shamelessly.

“Wow, mom! Your tits are beautiful!” he said, visibly excited. Naren spit on his cock and spread the saliva over this shaft and began stroking the glistening penis at a moderate tempo.

“Mom, you are excited too! Those nipples are as erect as my dick!” he said. “Go on mom, pleasure yourself with me!”

Hearing her son’s lewd talk made her panties wet. Her hands were itching to reach into her panties and masturbate violently. But she controlled herself. She didn’t want to encourage this behavior – both in her son and in herself.

Soon Naren ejaculated his thick white cum in spurts. He was too excited that day and a few drops of his cum landed on his forehead. Both mom and son had a little laugh about it. “Sorry, mom. I got carried away.” Naren said apologetically. Tulsi just nodded in shyness. Naren had started to feel awkward as well since the veil of lust had been shed.

“Okay, see you mom!” he said and disconnected the call.

Tulsi immediately fell on the bed, kicked off her panties and buried her fingers deep inside her pussy and began masturbating. She spread her legs wide to allow for more penetration and began moaning. She tried to push away the images of her son’s manly cock, but it was too tempting.

Finally, she gave into her desires and let the thoughts of her son jerking off to her fill her mind. In no time, she was moaning her son’s name asking him to fuck her pussy while she fingered herself to multiple orgasms.

For the next few days, neither mom nor son spoke to each other. However, both masturbated thinking of the other. They couldn’t stay without speaking to each other for long and soon they fell back into the old routine.

The first few talks were awkward, as expected, but later on, they were more comfortable. Everything was back to normalcy, except for two things – Naren had started jerking off while talking to his mother during video calls. Tulsi could make out her son’s arm moving in a jerking motion, but she did nothing to correct him.

Later, when the call ended, she would find herself masturbating to the thoughts of her own son. Both of them wanted to ask the other to show their treasures but were too afraid.

Pretty soon, even Tulsi began masturbating during the video calls. She would sometimes lower the zip of her nighty just enough to give him glimpses of her cleavage, and Naren would almost always be topless. Neither of them had the courage to make sexy talk.

So they would talk about mundane stuff, discussing each other’s day while they masturbated looking at each other.

****

Naren’s heart was racing while he counted seconds, waiting for his mother to open to door. It had been three months since things had changed between both of them, and Naren couldn’t wait to take their relationship to the new level.

As soon as Tulsi opened the door, Naren hugged her tightly crushing her tits against his chest. “Oh, I’ve missed you so much mom!” he said kissing her cheeks. He grabbed her buttocks and gave them a good squeeze, without bothering about being subtle.

“Shhh.. leave me!” Tulsi said and pushed him away and fixed her saree. “Your dad’s still at home”, she said just quiet enough for him to hear.

Keshav had put his business in the hands of his trusty manager for a few days. With Naren coming home from the college, and a close friend’s son’s wedding coming up, he figured this was the right time to take a little holiday.

Naren hadn’t expected this and was visibly restless from the day he arrived. He had planned so many things with his mother and now all of his plans were turned on their head. Every time he saw his mother working around the home, or just passing by his little one would raise in a strong salute.

Naren had a hard time hiding his boners form his father, and would often spend time in his room, usually jerking off to the thoughts of his mother. Sometimes he would find her used panties in the bathroom, which he would use to his advantage and jerk off into them every chance he got.

Tulsi had a hard time dealing with Naren’s antics as well. She could see the lust her son had for her in his eyes, and her panties would get a little wet every time she encountered his piercing gaze. She would constantly find crusted cum on her used panties – the gift that her son had left for her when she came to take away dirty laundry from the bathroom.

Sometimes, she couldn’t help herself and would sniff the pungent smell of her son’s cum and get aroused.

“Missing your girlfriend already?” Keshav asked one evening while having a drink with his son.

Naren almost spilled his drink in fear. “Ye.. no no papa, nothing like that. I don’t have a girlfriend” he said, flustered.

“Come on don’t be shy. You’ve been so restless since you got here. Only a woman can disturb a man so much”, Keshav said and laughed out loud.

“Haha, yeah papa. You’re right!” Naren chipped in as his mother brought them a couple of omelets. Naren quickly winked at her as he downed another sip of whiskey.

“Aha! I remember when I saw your mother for the first time. I couldn’t function properly for days!”

“Yes papa, mom’s a beautiful woman.” Naren sent a flying kiss to his mother, and she shied away.

Keshav Das finished the liquor in his glass and stood up, swaying. “Oh, I’ve had a little too much today!” He said laughing at himself. “Finish your drink and clear this up, will you?” he said to his son as he slowly made his way towards his room.

“Sure papa!” Naren said, watching his father wobble towards the bedroom door.

“And head straight to bed when you’re done. We need to leave early for the wedding tomorrow, and you are driving. I need you to be fully alert on the road!” Keshav spat out one last order before entering his bedroom.

Through the corner of his eyes, Naren could see his mother working in the kitchen, putting away the last of the dishes. Watching her shapely structure hidden away underneath the loose nighty stirred his cock. He wondered if his mother wore a bra at home, or at least at night.

He downed the rest of the drink in his glass in one go and made his way towards the kitchen, his dick making a huge tent in the front of his pants.

Naren pounced on his mother from behind like a hungry cheetah jumping on a helpless deer. He clasped his arms around his mother’s waist firmly and began kissing her neck and cheeks from behind.

Tulsi let out an audible gasp of shock when her son grabbed her, but soon she felt her pussy tingling. “Noo.. Let me go.. your father is right here” she protested feebly. She found herself melting into the strong arms of her son. She held his arms around her waist more for support than to free herself from him.

“Please, mom.” Naren pleaded, still kissing her. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long!” he said, pushing his erect cock against her shapely ass. “Let me fuck you mom, just once. Please” Naren turned her around to face him and began chewing on her lips and kissing her.

Tulsi was too aroused to laugh at her son’s predicament. “Noo.. this is wrong, beta. I am your mother”, she protested, while she willingly let her son’s whiskey laden tongue enter her mouth. Her hand found its way down his chest until it found the familiar bulge in between his thighs.

Naren moaned into his mother’s mouth as she held his aroused member with a fiery passion. She began stroking it from over his pajamas. Naren grabbed his mother’s tit and squeezed it just as passionately.

“Tulsi!” Keshav’s voice thundered from inside the bedroom. Both mother and son pulled away like a thunderbolt had hit between them. “Bring me some water! I am thirsty” Keshav called out.

Tulsi fixed her clothes, filled a glass of water and rushed towards their bedroom. Just before she entered the room, she turned around and gave Naren an apologetic look.

Once inside, Keshav pulled his wife on him and began to molest her breasts over her nighty. She unzipped her nighty and pulled out her aroused breasts for him to play with. Keshav sucked on them for a few seconds before he was bored. He pushed her on the bed and lifted her nighty till her waist.

Tulsi removed her panties as Keshav quickly undid the nada of his pajama and lowered became naked waist down up to his thigs.

Tulsi felt disgusted when Keshav mounted her and inserted his weak erection into her dripping wet pussy. As he gently pumped into her, she began pinching her nipples and squeezing her tits in order to feel something, anything.

Her mind took her back to the video chats she had had with her son. The erection she felt in his pajamas just a few minutes ago. she bit her lip, imagining her own son mounting her and destroying her pussy to his heart’s content.

Keshav’s massive drunken body shivered as his dick spat out a few drops of weak cum into his wife’s pussy after a few celebratory strokes. Tulsi cursed her fate and rolled him off of her. She cleaned up his cum with the edge of her nighty and began fingering herself thinking of her own son. That night Tulsi came in waves, multiple times.

The next morning, Keshav was in a jolly good mood. He could see a glow in his wife’s face and was proud of himself for being able to satisfy his wife even at this age, despite being drunk. He was so busy feeling good about himself that he failed to notice the flirty looks that his wife and son were exchanging.

Even when Naren insisted his mother sit in the front seat and not his father, Keshav was oblivious to what was happening. Once they reached the hotel, and after getting checked in at the lobby, Keshav insisted that he would drop into the wedding hall next door for a few minutes to catch up with his friend- the groom’s father.

“Why don’t we freshen up and go to the reception at once? You’ll have to come back, get dressed all over again!” Tulsi protested.

“That’s fine, I’ll just go meet Rajiv and come back. Shouldn’t take me long. You guys go take some rest.” Keshav said before heading towards the exit.

****

The electricity between Tulsi and Naren was palpable while they were traveling the elevator. Like a newly married couple, they found themselves stealing glances and touches in the few minutes it took for them to get to their room.

Once Naren paid off the porter who carried their bags to the room and shut the door, Tulsi pounced on him like a hungry lioness threw him on the bed and began kissing his face to her heart’s content.

Naren didn’t need to be said twice and got in on the action with his mother, he hugged her tightly and snaked his hands all over her back, pressing his hard-on against her torso.

He pulled her pallu aside and took in a view of her deep cleavage and her pointed nipples. Even the fabric of her bra couldn’t hold her nips down. He held his mother’s breasts with both his hands and pushed them together to create a deep valley on her chest and began to lick it furiously.

Naren felt his mother unbuttoning his jeans, so he raised his butt, making it easier for her to pull off his jeans. Naren watched as his mother’s eyes turned wide as she watched his dick spring to life. His penis was more beautiful and bigger in real life.

He slid down the foreskin, exposing the thick, pink bulbous head and gave it a little shake holding the base of his penis. “Go on mom, take it in your mouth.” He commanded as adjusted his position and brought himself to the edge of the bed.

Tulsi got off his lap and knelt down on the floor like a dutiful slave. She held her son’s thick, veiny cock in her hands gently and ran her fingers across the edge of the shaft. Then she licked it from the base to the tip, taking a few extra minutes to polish off the precum that had settled on his cock head.

Soon, Naren’s dick had disappeared into his mother’s mouth, at least most of it anyway. Although his dick was touching the back of her throat, Tulsi couldn’t fit in the entirety of his cock inside her mouth. She was mighty impressed at her son’s length and girth.

Tulsi took out his saliva coated dick after a few minutes, coughing and with tears in her eyes, only to have it shoved back into her face.

“MOMMMMMM.. Ufffff…” Naren moaned. “You’re such an expert at cock sucking”, he said, gripping her shoulders for support.

“God! I don’t even do this that often to your father! He had to coax me into sucking his cock before I agree. But you..” Tulsi licked her saliva off his cock, “I just gave in” she kissed his cock and bit her lower lip hungrily. “I can’t take this anymore. I need to feel you inside me!” she squealed.

Tulsi pushed her son on the bed she lifted her saree above her thighs and mounted him. Sliding her panties aside, she slid his hard cock into her hungry, wet pussy. She lowered her self slowly to allow for the entire monster cock to be buried inside her.

Her son’s cock touched her in places she didn’t know she had. Tulsi fell on top of her son, her lips clasping his and both of them began exchanging saliva with their tongues.

Naren snaked his hand inside his mother’s panties from behind and grabbed a handful of her gorgeous buttocks and began kneading them as Tulsi began grinding on his dick. Both of them were still partially clothed, with only the essentials undone.

“Oh.. mom.. Faster.. Aaahhh..” Naren moaned as he squeezed his mother’s ass.

“Uff beta.. you’re making me feel alive again!” Tulsi squealed as she quickened her pace.

Tulsi had cum thrice already before Naren erupted his white lava into her womb. She felt every spurt hit the insides of her sensitive pussy. Both mom and son kissed each other lazily, while Naren’s throbbing cock was still lodged deep inside his mother’s velvety pussy.

“That was the best sex I’ve had in my life beta!” Tulsi said kissing Naren. “Thank you!”

Naren kissed her back passionately. “Can we do this again mom?” he asked her innocently.

“Sure beta. Any time you want!” Tulsi said hugging her new lover tightly.