fantasizing about her. However, she knew Raghu well enough to know that he would never go against her wishes or force himself on her. She guessed that he was just making his feelings clear to her and hoping against hope that she would allow him to go all the way with her sooner or later…
Saroja had always encouraged her son to hug and kiss her affectionately, and found herself becoming increasingly aroused when he did so. Increasingly his hugging and kissing was getting to be a lot less innocent, and a lot more passionate!
My darling son is certainly not shy about letting me know that I’m a sexy and desirable woman…! she thought, savoring the hot shiver of lust that jolted her when Raghu’s gentle hands lingered a little longer than necessary on her voluptuous body when he hugged or kissed her.
Saroja was also amused to discover that her son made no attempt to hide the fact that he was thinking about her when he was jerking off. It was obvious that he wanted her to
‘accidentally’ catch him in the act if she entered his room.
Unconcerned about whether he was being watched or not,
Raghu had no problem losing himself to the pleasure of masturbation. Making sure his bedroom door was always slightly open to let his mother watch him if she felt like it, he enjoyed lying back in bed with a dreamy expression on his face as he sniffed and rubbed the soiled crotch of her panties over his huge, swollen cock.
Well aware of how her son felt about her, Saroja played along because she was intrigued and excited about where these games were leading them both. The naughty boy… he’s not at all ashamed to let me to know how he feels about me…! she mused, flattered and excited to hear him moan softly with pleasure when he drenched her soiled panties with a huge load of his creamy sperm!
Saroja also noticed that whenever her son got a chance to hug her affectionately, he did so by standing behind her so that he could lovingly rub his huge and erect cock against her big, full buttocks!
Getting more and more excited by her son’s boldness every time he did this, Saroja soon threw caution to the winds…
“Darling… the more you do that, the more you make it difficult for Mummy to control herself…!” she blurted out one day, when he hugged her from behind and lingered a little too long…
“Oooh Mom… why bother to control yourself…? You know very well what’s going on between us… I’m not ashamed to acknowledge that my ripe, sexy mother gives me a raging hard-on! I’m deeply in love with you Mom… going to bed with you will be the greatest experience ever…!” Raghu said boldly, his heart beating faster when he realized that his mother did not appear to be shocked or annoyed by his frank confession.
In fact, she made no attempt to move away from him when his cock sprang free from his lungi to graze her big butt.
Raghu’s expression became dreamy as he enjoyed the incredibly delicious sensation of his mother’s full buttocks rubbing gently and insistently against his enormous erection as she leaned comfortably against him.
“Darling, a mother and son are not supposed to become so intimate… and want each other so much… so I’m a little confused about my feelings…” Saroja said, teasing her son.
She was eager to hear what he had to say and was surprised by his carefully considered response.
“Mom, I don’t believe in forcing you or anyone else to do what they don’t want to do. All I’m asking is… please look at incest with an open mind. Why should we waste time on outdated taboos which don’t benefit us anymore? They are meaningless in today’s world where deadly disease and emotional disappointments are so common. The divorce rate keeps going up because there is little love between strangers who hook up and break up for selfish reasons. We should make our own rules… if only because they will let us maintain our sanity in a crazy world that blindly follows the old ways of doing things.
“Close relatives should not feel ashamed about making love… about enjoying a nice fuck… After all, we are only doing something that will benefit our bodies and minds… instead of destroying them with drugs, drinking and other excesses.
There’s no need to risk our health and happiness by looking for sex outside the family, when we can safely satisfy our needs at home… don’t you agree…?” Raghu said, still hugging and caressing his mother.
“My darling… what you’re saying makes perfect sense… but we must take care to see that no one finds out what we’re doing…” Saroja replied, looking at her son for reassurance.
“Oh… of course Mom! We will keep up appearances and behave like any mother and son are supposed to behave in public. But in private, we can just be ourselves… By which I mean… a sexy, hot-blooded mother and son who enjoy making love… and fucking to their heart’s content whenever they feel like it! Mom… I know you’re a hot- cunted woman who spends a lot of time playing with herself. Don’t you agree that masturbation is a poor substitute for the enormous pleasure a loving son can give you in bed…? I’m willing to be trained properly by you… and of course, I’m well-equipped to do so!”
Raghu pointed out, rubbing his huge cock lovingly against his mother’s meaty ass for emphasis.
Saroja blushed, leaning back into her son as he showered kisses on her face and neck. “You naughty boy… I’d no idea you were aware of my bedroom activities,” she said, smiling at her son.
“Mom… there’s no need to feel ashamed about them… I was so thrilled to know my beloved mother is such a hot blooded woman! You must never feel shy about telling your son that you need some hot loving and fucking, Mom… I’ll never tire of satisfying you in bed… you can be sure of that!”
Raghu replied, his hands eagerly exploring and caressing his mother’s voluptuous body.
“Oooh Ma… aaah…! it feels so good… sooo good when you do that…!” he exclaimed when his mother reached inside his lungi to stroke and squeeze his huge erection.
“Hmm… sweetheart, you’re so much bigger than your father where it matters… You should be able to satisfy my hunger for sex better than he ever cared to do…” Saroja said, smiling as she regarded her son speculatively.
“Oh Mom… I’ve made love to you so many times in my dreams ever since you first made my cock throb with need! I’ve no doubt I’ll satisfy you fully in bed… all I need is your support… your guidance… and your love.” Raghu replied, his eyes becoming soft with longing and love as he regarded his voluptuous, big-titted and big butted mother.
It was this look that sent a delicious shiver of anticipation coursing through Saroja’s ripe body which caused her to make up her mind. Turning around to face her son, she eagerly threw her arms around his neck and lifted her face up as he bent down to kiss her.
Raghu’s hands instinctively reached down to cup and squeeze his mother’s big, full buttocks as their lips locked in a hungry kiss. With their tongues exploring each other’s mouths and their hands caressing and fondling each other’s bodies eagerly, mother and son joyfully welcomed their future as lovers.
Saroja had concluded that it was better to enjoy sex with an adoring son who was grateful for her favors rather than going to bed with a stranger who may treat her badly or worse still, infect her with deadly disease.
Even without Raghu prompting her to do so, she had spent enough time considering incest with an open mind and realized how beneficial it could be when enjoyed in the right circumstances. Far from feeling ashamed at the idea of indulging in it, the horny mother had enjoyed masturbating even more as the lewd thoughts of being pleasured by her big cocked son became stronger and more uncontrollable with each passing day once she became aware of his incestuous desires.
“Yes darling, I know you will give me a lot more pleasure than my fingers or sex toys. Since your father is no longer interested in taking care of my sexual needs, I would very much like you to do so. It is indeed a wonderful way for a mother and son to get really close to each other, no…?” she asked, her eyes merry with mischief as she regarded her son.
“Oooh yeesss…! Mom… please say that again… and again!” Raghu replied happily.
Over the next few weeks, mother and son spent a lot of time becoming sexually intimate with each other, without going all the way. Raghu was grateful to his mother for making it clear that she welcomed and enjoyed his loving attentions as long as they took care to see that no one caught them having fun.
Having once encouraged her son’s incestuous desires,
Saroja never ever found herself regretting her decision. She was pleased to see that Raghu was content to let her lead the way, thoroughly enjoying the invaluable sex-education she was giving him. With encouraging smiles and whispered hints, the hot-cunted mother had a good time making sure her young stud knew exactly how to pleasure her in ways she liked the most.
To Saroja’s delight, her son was always willing to spend a lot of quality time caressing, kissing, fondling,
