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Love between mother and son

When I came back from Canada I found both my mother Vanaja and
Aunt Lakshmi waiting for me in the Airport. Both looked very radiant and it
was very late in the night when I landed. I was surprised by seeing
two people I was missing for so many days. When I smiled at them both
looked very coy and bent their heads refusing to meet my eyes. Then
Subbu Aunty looked up and said we are having an addition in our
family. I saw Mother turn away and color pink with shyness. I went
to Aunt and hugged her and she held me and whispered that she is
pregnant. 10 weeks now. I slowly put my hands on her belly and tried
to see if the bulge could be felt. She pushed me away and laughed
saying it is very early for the bulge but I went to the doctor and he
told me. I looked at her with love and she said it is yours no doubt
you are one who is soaking me with your semen. I felt like crying
with joy. Here was my aunt who without seeking anything for herself
submitted to me whenever I went to her for love. I asked her what
about your daughter my cousin. Aunt told me that she is yet to know
but eventually she plans to tell her also about us.

All this time I had ignored mother and when I looked up for her she
was already moving my luggage trolley and going towards the entrance.
 Aunt understood my concern and told me " Rathan I have always been
satisfied by you, you have given me two great joys in my life.
Though I don't want to lose you, your mother has greater right on
you. Go to her and make her happy. Make her your wife. After you
went to US she has been pestering me about what kind of things you
love in bed and what you talk about, how is cock ?, what kind of
dresses you love on your woman. Whether you will like her body ? "

Rathan, take care that Vanaja should never sleep alone in the bed
again. Give her so much love that she will gain all her happiness

I thanked her and she said she is going back to her home and she asked
me to give her a call as and when I feel comfortable but without
denying mother anything. I moved on and she called me "Rathan, I would
love to see more additions, this time let Vanaja take the honours". I
smiled and Aunt said seriously, " I am serious, Vanaja told me she
has periods regularly but she is worried if her body will support. I
have told her that it will do fine and asked her not have any
protection. Go and fill her belly, my love."

I went out and My mother Vanaja was standing near our car. I stopped
and looked up noticing many things different about her. She was clad
in a nice chiffon saree, leaf green in color and matching blouse. I
could also see more midriff than general. She was also wearing some
makeup. I also discovered that she had dyed her hair black and she
had tied it in nice fashion and she had adorned herself with flowers.
 She loved jasmine. I started smiling because generally widows as a
rule are not supposed to adorn themselves with flowers. It dawned on
my dull mind that My mother had finally decided and today I will
taking her to bed.

I went to her and for the first time addressed her " How are you Amma
?". Mother looked up and said "Sorry I have been very hard on you, I
beg your forgiveness." I hugged her and since it was public place we
separated and then loaded the bags and started for home. As we drove
Mother was very silent and once in a while she would put on hands in
mine and squeeze them. I also would squeeze in return. We reached
home and she opened the locks and I carried the luggage in.

She looked up and said "Don't take too much time, I will be waiting
in your room upstairs". I quickly opened one of the bags and took
the gifts that I had brought her. I had one pair of nice silky
undergarments (Bra and Panties) from Victoria's secret, I purchased in
US. I took out the ring with a nice Sapphire on it. Then I went up
to the room. Mother was sitting on the bed and as she saw me she got
up and smiled coyly. I went in and closed the door. She turned her
back to me. I went to her and smelled the flowers in her hair. She
smelled heavenly. I put my hands on her shoulder and turned her so
that she was facing me. I lifted her chin to look at her face more
closely like a lover rather than a son. I could lines on her face, I
could see the age, but for me she looked like my heroine. Her age was
the attraction for me. I bent my lips to hers. She offered her lips
to me. I touched her lips with mine and she was smelling of morning
dew and tasted like honey. I kissed her and then slowly we started
grinding our mouths on each other and we were becoming very wet there.
 Her lipstick smeared my cheeks, my lips and my neck. I grabbed her
and pushed her saree to reveal her breasts clad in blouse and bra.
She gracefully moved to release the saree. I grabbed her at the waist
and cupped her big ass. They are enormous. I felt the smoothness
and the softness of her ass. Then I pushed her to the bed and slowly
she unclipped her blouse and then put her hands to her bra and undid
that also. Her breasts are bigger than I had thought and they droop a
bit. Her nipples are almost black in color. I went to her and cupped
her breasts and then kneaded the nipples. All the while my mother was
moaning and taking my name and calling me her husband. It was a great
feeling for me to be called by mother as her husband.

I pushed her petticoat up and found that she was not wearing any
panties. I could not wait any longer I jumped off the bed and undid
my pants and freed up my cock. I removed my shirt and jumped on the
bed. I grabbed mom and pushed her the bed. I positioned myself
between her thighs and went down on her. First attempt it missed and
burrowed between her hairy thighs. She sighed and then took my cock
in her hands and positioned it to her cuntal entrance. I could not
wait any longer I pushed completely and I went in about half. Mother
was screaming "Slowly, it is many years since your father fucked me,
go slow, I need to become wet. Spit in my cunt and then you can
fuck". I pulled out and then bent down and collected a lot of saliva
in mouth and as she spread her legs I spat into her cunt. Then I went
down on her again and this I was able to position myself on my own and
pushed. As I entered her I felt like on fire. Mother cunt muscles
were grinding against mine and all the while Mom was feeling the pain.
 She was weeping with pain but when I asked her if I should stop she
said "NO this is heavenly pain. My body will accept you as my lover,
I have in my heart accepted you". I felt for her love and just hung
there. She suddenly gathered up all her strenght and pushed up her
hips. Now I sank in completely upto my balls. She urged by moving
back and forth and I could not hold any longer and I started fucking
her taking long and slow strokes like my aunt had taught. She was all
the while moaning and I suddenly realised that she was non longer in
pain. I started fucking her faster. I don't know suddenly I started
blabbering "Vanaja my love, I want to make you pregnant. I want to
have a girl from you. I want to make you my wife". Mother started
moaning "I am all yours my son, take me and fuck me, I am not having
any protection. I am all yours to fuck me".

I came in torrents and filled her cunt fully. As I fell on her I
could feel our combined juices flowing out between her legs. I looked
up said the bedsheet is becoming wet. Mother laughed and said, from
now on there will be lots of bedsheets to wash. We will wet the bed
everyday. I was so tired from the journey and our love making I
hugged her and slept.

I am going to have a big family, with two
wives, one my aunt with two of my kids and the other with my mother
and I don't know how many kids she would like.

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