Hello friends , my name is Kuldeep and this is a true lierotica story of incest sex with my mother. My father’s name is Badrilal and he works as a part time agent in some state government run agency. Most of the times, he would be home and when he went he wouldn’t come for weeks. I had one elder sister and she got married a few years back. I do some work in computers and earn my living. We don’t have much money because of the stupid nature of job of my father. I am 26 years of age and my mother Rani is 52 years now. We stay in a proper concrete house but we also have a cow which my mother looks after as she is a housewife.
My mother is a vivacious kind of women and she is pretty popular in the neighborhood, and she could even win if she stood in the local elections. She keeps asking other people casually and she has a very sweet motherly voice of a woman. She even cuts the grass for the cow herself and every other day she could be spotted walking the narrow lanes of Sujanpur with a thatch on her head, while her ass and bra-less boobies spin and wobble. Not that she doesn’t wear a bra, but that sometimes she does away with it as it might be early morning or late evening usually.
My mother brings water from the nearby hand pump in the morning and my neighbor’s son, who teaches at the local college, is usually there to catch a glimpse of the wonderful milky boobies of my careless mother. I have even overheard him talking about the bra-less wonders of my mother Rani. He knows that since it is morning, my mother will come without bra and her melons could be seen and spotted under her thin homely suit with a vest, at the most, under it. My mother is also a religious lady and she does all kinds of fast. As a housewife, she cleans up the home giving me enough opportunity to look at her motherly twin treasures, and she also likes to keep it spick and span. Since my father cannot afford much, she usually puts on suits which are cheap kinds, and while at home she puts on the old used suits.
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I remember all her suits by heart and I have also seen, smelt and masturbated on her thin vests which had a floral pattern, and bras which revealed to me that my mother’s humongous fun balls are in fact 38DD, and of course her panties which she wears all the time- all her panties are dark and shady in color and they smell like heaven. Everyday, I take bath after my mother so that I can use her wonderfully fragrant panties lying under her clothes in the bathroom. My mother is five and a half feet tall and at the age of fifties, she has a body like a thirty year old and the face of a fairy. I have seen her unintentionally, in practically all states of undress, when she changes clothes at home. Our bathroom is a little away from home, so my mother changes in the living room only. Since we have two rooms, we have given one to a tenant.
That means, my mother changes her clothes in front of me in the same room. There is a small curtain behind which she hides but off and on some part of her body is usually visible. I have seen almost all her parts excluding her rapturous bush which is usually hidden in a panty. She has an extremely gora badan and she looks like a full ripe woman who knows how to give ecstasy in sex. Alas! She is married to my father who is a good for nothing fellow. He will smoke his cigarette, read the newspaper and waste his time in the day. And what luck, she gets my beautiful mother to fuck at night. Often, I have seen them fucking but they rarely remove all their clothes. Mostly, my mother would be nude only at bottom while my father would only lower his pajamas to his knees. Sometimes, I would get up early in the morning to catch a bottom nude glimpse of my mother as she had sex the previous night and even her panties would be off.
Quite often, I didn’t have much luck as my mother would cover herself in a bed sheet but sometimes it was hot and she let the sheet go revealing full view of her rotund and round ass. I didn’t know when it started and my mother became my sex object.
Rani, as she was called by everyone, was not much educated. She didn’t even read the newspaper. But she had something kinky about her. The very sight of her gave men their hardest erections. She had full proportioned boobs and them so tight and was almost immune to sag even at the age of 52. Once, I saw my vivacious, talkative and voluptuous queen mother, milking the cow. I was standing besides her as she milked her in a tumbler. The milk was shooting from the cow before collecting in the pan thereby drenching my mother from the front. Since it was late evening, she had done away with her bra. I stood by her talking to her as father was not at home. As usual, she was dressed in one of her old suits at home and it left little to imagine after seeing her in those worn out clothes.
Slowly, my mother started to get wet by milk and her fabulous boobies started to take shape on her suit. Her vest was also clinging now to her boobies and every stroke of her to take milk was making the boobies even more prominent. I was getting hard watching all this when my mother filled the tumbler and got up as I told that at home she wore used and sometimes even a little torn suit. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the suit thinning itself to a point that her boobies were making perfect shape and even some milk dripped from the corners. She was so wet that I could even see her almost faint almond color areola and her nipples standing upright on those huge sag less melons which were the doors of heaven. I had a sudden rush of blood to hold them in my hands to feel their enormity.
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It was as if my whole being cried in ecstasy, my filial feelings rose to the fore and asked me to repay back the motherhood by holding those pitchers which once fed me, and merge once again with my mother. I wanted to in fact contain her enormity, the limitless motherhood which sprang in the physical shape as her boobs. I felt the first stirrings of incest in my head as I saw and beheld those melons of food and pleasure, almost making full and round circles, wet and clinging to her old suit which had become transparent by now. My mother rose after collecting the milk and I saw her rotund ass wobble and sway like a deer, while she walked past me to the kitchen. She was still so wet in kitchen and I had a real treat as she went down to collect something baring her beautiful breasts right up to her magnanimous areola and bean like nipples.
She then came out of the kitchen and went to the only other room we used and took the towel in her hands. She first wiped her hands and then she started to wipe the area of the suit near her breasts. Since the suit was a little old and worn out, while wiping my mother accidentally tore it in the front. My heart was in my mouth as I got the first glimpse of one of the heavenly pair. Her suit had ripped from the center vertically and her one full breast was out and I was feasting at it. I could seem the milky white skin of her tight round breast. O my heavenly mother’s breasts were so round that it looked artistic, such a magnificent shape was out of this world. My mother had such round breasts that would give jitters to a teenage virgin girl.
Her areola was again perfectly round with no blemish and she had the perfect bean sized nipple which was erect due to wetness.
Since it was evening time, my mother’s skin was glowing under the florescent lamp. She started to wipe her breasts now even though her suit had torn a bit more from the top revealing her little flabby tummy and her deep round bellybutton which I mistook for pussy first. She looked so sexy wiping her there and then, she looked at me, staring at her. I tried to avoid eye contact with her and looked away but in the corner of my eye I could still see her smiling towards me as she wiped her breasts which were nearly in the open now. My mother softly wrapped the towel around her huge motherly treasures and took the shirt of the torn suit out. I was just watching this as a silent spectator when my mother changed into another suit.
That night, I was watching some t v lying beside my mother. I was watching some movie on HBO when a girl appeared on the screen in a nighty. My mother hardly understood any English but she just watched them with me sometimes trying to understand through the action. She was lying across me tightly wrapped in a bed cover. My mind immediately raced to suggest my mom to wear nighties. I sort of fearfully asked her,
“maan, ye jo t v par ladki ne pehni hai isko nighty bolte hain aur isko ladies raat ko sone ki liye pehnti hain. Kya tumhe ye achi lagi maan.” I looked at my mother’s breasts making beautiful mounds in that white sheet over her bosom.
“beta, isme se to bada shareer nazar aata hai…isko pehn ke sharm bahut aayegi.”
“are maan . Sharmane ki kya baat hai…yahan aur kaun hai mere siva aur sirf raat hi ko to pehanani hai tumko nighty.” I sort of tried my best tp persuade her. Finally she nodded and I promised to get her some nighties from the city.
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Next day , I left in the morning and went to Delhi where I bought a lot of incest porn besides buying sheer transparent nighties for my mother. Out of the three I bought , only one was a little decent. I also bought my favorite underclothes for her. I bought her stockings and garter belts besides a sizeable collection of highly revealing and erotic designer panties. I was always such a panty lover. After getting everything, I quickly headed to my home with my mind full of images when my mother would adorn these fantasy outfits. All the way on the bus, I was hard and I reached home in no time. My erection and my thoughts seemed to melt the time away.
As I reached home, it was morning time. I took bath and went to sleep after taking some food cooked by my mother Rani. When I got up in the afternoon , I found my luggage frisked a bit and I was just thinking about it when my mother , the beautiful queen mother Rani, appeared from the bathroom dressed in the most skimpiest and transparent nighty of all while holding lot of bra and panties in her hands. As she walked towards me, I pinched myself to remind me that I am awake and not dreaming. For their walked my mother as a fashion model for lingerie walks.
She had also put on some purple netted bra and satin panties almost see through again, and she was laughing holding those undergarments in her hands. She came into the room and threw the bras and panties at bed and walked in front of the mirror. Then she turned towards me and asked me how she looked. I said that women do not usually wear undergarments with nighties. She said since it was day time she might think of removing them at night. I smiled at my mother while she climbed on the bed besides me and we started to watch t v for a while.