Virtual Seduction

I expected him to do something, but nothing of that sort happened. Probably, he still wanted to make sure. After watching me for sometime he resigned to his room, to relieve his next load. I was little disappointed and felt like going to his room and ask him to fuck me hard and release his hot seed into my hungry pussy.

However, I controlled myself. There was an underlying animal excitement in our horny game, which kept me from going after my son. Even though I was frustrated, I was relishing our incestuous game. Moreover, I wanted my son to make first move and I knew that I wouldn’t have to wait long.

Next day was a Saturday. Deepak informed me that he would not be available at home, as he got to receive some visiting delegates from a firm, with whom he was planning a business tie up. It was nothing new and after feigning some reluctance, I agreed to his request. I was happy that he would not be at home throughout the day and I would have full day alone with my son.

Deepak left for his office at nine. I kissed him goodbye and immediately went to Rahul’s room. The doors were closed. I pushed it gently. It was not locked from inside and it opened noiselessly. I went inside. Rahul was still sleeping on his side, snoring lightly; his upper body bare and his lower part covered with a sheet. I watched my son’s youthful face. I had a deep desire to kiss him, to feel his arms around me.

Suddenly, Rahul changed his position and in the process he threw the sheet covering his body. I watched in fascination as his naked lower half opened before me. He didn’t have any shorts on. His eyes were closed; his thighs spread wide; his one hand was gently holding his hard on, which was pointing erotically towards the ceiling.

My mouth was suddenly dry. For the first time, I was watching my son’s grown cock in person. It was a real thing, solid meat of rigid muscles, much beautiful and delectable from the pictures he had sent to me. I had a wild urge of pulling the hem of my gown and lower my dripping pussy over his raging hard on. Oh…God! My cunt was on fire.

I could no longer control myself. I bent and gently struck his cock with my finger. No response, my son was still snoring. Encouraged, I lightly touched his bulbous cockhead. I felt the animal heat emanating from the blunt head of his love tool. It was exhilarating. I could not resist the temptation and squeezed it lightly.

Rahul’s eyes fell open. Alarmed, I withdrew my fingers from his cock. He looked at me in surprise and realizing his nakedness, he tried to cup his bulging organ. However, his hard on was too massive to hid behind his palms. He somehow managed to hide it from my view.

“Mom you!” He asked.

I noticed that he didn’t try to cover his cock, with the sheet lying beside him. I was not sure, whether my son had watched me squeezing his cockhead. He might have been wide-awake, when I entered in his room.

“I was little worried,” I replied awkwardly. “That why are you sleeping so late today. Just came to wake you up.”

“Thanks mom.” He watched into my eyes. “I slept very late last night. I am sorry.”

“You must not sleep this late. It is not good for a young boy like you. You also missed your morning gym.”

I turned and was about to leave his room, when he suddenly called me from behind.

“Mom!”

“Yes.” I turned to him.

Rahul was still lying, but he had removed his hands from his cock. I looked at his face and then to his cock, which was rising from his thick dark thatch, in all its manly glory. Its foreskin drawn back, the mushroomed purple knob pointing upward. My throat was suddenly dry.

“Nothing.” He was smiling.

I immediately realized that my son had played a trick on me. He had witnessed what I did with his cock. He was wide-awake and watching me, when I was playing with his cock. The time had arrived to play it straight.

“You should take proper care of your peepee.” I pointed toward his swollen cock. “It needs immediate attention.”

“It’s no more a peepee, mom.” His pride was hurt. “Why don’t you take a closer look and see for yourself.”

I returned to his bed and bending forward, I took the hold of his cock. I wrapped my fingers along its length and squeezed it lightly. I felt a wild tremor running through my loins.

“OHHHHHHHH…! Mom…!” He moaned in excitement. “It feels so good.”

I gently massaged his cock, running my fingers along its full length. His cock seemed to grow more and more in my grip. I fascinatingly watched its massive thickness, trying to visualize how would it feel inside my pussy. I felt my juices flowing down my thighs. I pumped his cock harder.

Before I could proceed further, the doorbell rang, forcing both of us to recoil. I let his cock go out of my hand.

“Shit.” I was irritated by sudden intrusion. “It must be the housemaid.”

I opened the door of my son’s room, and turned to him.

“After the maid is gone,” I watched him, as he wrapped himself with the sheet. “I’m going to take the shower.”

Without waiting for his response, I came out of his room and closed the doors behind me.

CHAPTER 4

For the first time, I really hated my maidservant. She took almost two hours to finish her works, and during that whole period I had been cursing her. Rahul remained in his room, and didn’t come out to see what was happening.

When she finished her works, I felt relieved. I showed her the door and carefully locked it from inside. I was now alone in the house with my son and hopefully, no one else would be troubling us any more.

I immediately went to the bathroom; as usual I left the doors unlocked. Slowly, I shed my gown and stood naked. I was quivering with anticipation, my heart pounding fiercely with excitement. I felt my pussy, it was dripping wet. My thighs, my bush all were covered with my passion fluids. With trembling hand, I turned on the shower and let the cold-water fall over my hot horny body.

The door opened noiselessly. Rahul was standing at the door, his eyes feasting at his mother’s naked charm. Without any attempt to hide my nakedness, I continued with my shower, giving him an uninterrupted view of my naked fleshy body, my soft spongy boobs, my plump thighs and my thickly covered wet thatch. He was still naked and his hand was continuously playing with his rigid cock.

“Sorry to disturb you mom.” He smiled. “Got to take a pee.”

Without waiting for my answer, he moved to the commode and directed his cock to it and released his pee. I watched his cock head ejecting a golden yellow jet into the commode. I had never seen a man peeing before, not even my husband. He always did it in his privacy.

It was a terrific view. I felt my cunt twitching with illimitable thrill. I felt like asking him to pee over my naked body, over my face, over my cunt and everywhere. I shook my head with disgust. I could not believe, that I was actually thinking of drinking my son’s pee. ‘Holy shit! What’s happening to me?” I thought.

Rahul was finished pissing. He had been continuously watching me with his wicked grin. He gently shook his cock and let the final drops land into the commode. He flushed the toilet and turned to me.

“Mom I’m already late for my shower. If you don’t mind, I’d like you join you?”

I watched as he moved closer to be and tried to stand below the shower. The flow in the shower was not enough to accommodate both of us. Realizing that, he put his arms around my naked hips and pulled me into him. I felt his rigid cock nudging into my pubic region.

“I don’t think we had any other option mom.” He whispered into my ear. “We got to bathe like this only.”

I felt his hot breath over my shoulder, as he touched my ear with his lips. Slowly, he traced to my open lips, and planted his lips over mine. We kissed for a very long time. It was not the kiss of a son to his mother; it was the kiss of a man who was ready to seduce his ladylove. It was a very passionate kiss. I could not recall; when did I kiss my husband like this.

Rahul’s pelvis was moving gently, thrusting and rubbing his cock erotically into my bushy cunt. He continued gripping me by one hand and moved his other hand to my inflamed cunt, roughly rubbing my swollen cunt lips.

“Oh…mom.” He broke the kiss, but let his lips remain on my lips. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I want to fuck you.”

“Go ahead son,” I replied hoarsely. “Mama is dying to feel you inside her.”

He immediately turned off the shower and helped me to lie down on the bathroom floor. In a moment I was stretched out on the floor, my thighs wide open, ready for its first intrusion by my own son’s cock. He positioned himself between my astride thighs, took his cock into his hand and gently guided its bulbous head to my welcoming cunt lips.

I felt his cock head nudging at my entrance and immediately become aware of my pouty pussy lips spreading to accommodate his massive organ. With the first thrust, his cock head entered into my pussy. I relished my son’s first intrusion into my pussy. Rahul was unaware of my thought, as he pushed again, harder this time buried the full length of his cock inside me, his balls coming to rest against my ass cheeks.

“OHHHHHH…!” I cried with lust. I was suddenly living my fantasy; my own son’s cock was deep inside me, filling me completely.

Without waiting, he started humping furiously. He didn’t wait to be gentle with his mom. He pumped me with his brutal strength, making me cry with ecstasy. I was enjoying his animal thrusting.

Suddenly, his face contorted and he tried to move away from me. Pulling his cock out of my hungry pussy, he tried to squeeze the base of his cock, obviously in an attempt to stop his ejaculation. But, he was late. His cock erupted and spewed his hot seed over my pussy and belly. Reluctantly, he watched his cock, ejecting drop after drop of his semen, filling my pubic region with his hot load.

After emptying his balls, Rahul sat beside me. His looked disappointed. Naturally, it was not a dream debut for him. I too was feeling unfulfilled, but I could appreciate the reasons for his failure.

“I am sorry, mom.” He mumbled with regret.

I sat beside him, pulling his naked body near to me.

“There is nothing to be sorry about, son.” I tried to console him. “It’s perfectly natural, and as far as I know, it happens to almost every one.”

“No mom I should’ve been careful.” He was not convinced.

“Look son,” I kissed his cheeks. “It happens to every one. Do you know, that you did better than your dad?”

“What do you mean?” He looked somber, but I could feel his hand gently gripping my boobs, his fingers pinching my teat.

“Your dad had shot his load, even before entering me.” I caressed his limp cock. “That way you did much better. Don’t worry, your peepee is going to make mama very happy.”

“Its not peepee.” He shouted and we both laughed together.

The expressions on his face soothed. I let him lie on the floor and pushed his thighs apart. I bent my head near his thighs, his prick inches away from my mouth. My hand was still playing with his soft cock, gently pulling and squeezing it.

I intently watched his flaccid dick, wobbling in my hand. I caressed its length and admired its beauty. I squeezed its soft purple head drawing a last drop of cum at the tip. I had a very strong urge to take his cock into my mouth, to suck my first cock. I bent forward and lightly kissed his peehole. The drop of cum glued to my lips. I licked my lips and tasted his cum sticking to it. Not bad. I bent my head again and took his cock head between my lips and sucked it gently. My lips flicked across his peehole, licking the remains of his cum form his cock head. I gulped it down with my saliva. I liked it and I wanted more.

I took his flaccid cock between my fingers and engulfed his whole length into my mouth, sucking it like a tasty lollypop. Rahul moaned with passion. I could feel stirring in his cock. His cock suddenly started swelling in my mouth. Rahul moaned loudly and ran his fingers through my hair, pulling my face nearer to his cock.

I pulled his cock out of my mouth. It was semi erect and with every passing second it was growing in proportion. I kneeled before him and positioned myself in such a way that my lower abdomen was facing his face. He was now facing my cum coated pussy.

I massaged his cock by running my grip along his cock length. The feel of his cock in my hands was ecstatic. Bending my head, again I took his throbbing rod into my wet mouth. His cock had regained its hardness and it completely filled my mouth. I relished the feel of a thick cock in my mouth. I adjusted my hair and looked into my son’s eyes. He was intently watching me sucking his cock, his face showing the signs of extreme pleasure.

I felt his hand traveling to my pubic region. His fingers played with the curly hair of my thick raven bush. He wound the hair around his playing fingers, gently pulling and releasing it, imparting a gentle pricking sensation into my pubic region.

I felt my son’s fingers gently exploring my cunt, rubbing the soft folds, tracing the length of my wet slit, smearing the cum into my hair. He poked his index finger inside my inner folds, gently sliding it deep into my recess. I cried with delight as his finger entered into my hot ravine and squeezed his cock hard.

“Ohhhh…! Mom,” He whispered hoarsely. “You cunt is so hot.”

Rahul started fingering my cunt furiously, causing my cunt to release its juices in abundance. I was sucking him harder trying to hasten his second ejaculation. I could feel that it wouldn’t be long before Rahul would start shooting his load.

Suddenly, Rahul withdrew his fingers out of my snatch but, right away, replacing by his tongue. I felt as his delicate tongue licked my cum coated bush. He ran his tongue along the length of my hairy crack and playfully flicked my sensitive clit. My body was twisted with utmost delight. He again, inserted his two fingers back into my dripping pussy.

Within few seconds the moment arrived. Rahul bucked forward, thrusting his cock deeper in my mouth, his body suddenly stiff. With an animal cry he plunged forward and shot his load in my mouth. I immediately pulled his cock out of my mouth, and let his thick juice splash across my face. I watched as his little peehole jerked again and again, spitting white drops of cum which landed over different parts of my face, my lips, my cheeks, my chin and even on my eyelids.

Never before, a cock had shot upon my face. I had always thought it to be disgusting. Contrary to my belief, it was an exquisite feeling, feeling of my face getting drenched with my son’s downpour. I reeled with the terrific joy. I hungrily gulped the first shot of my son’s cum, which he had shot into my mouth and tried to lick the cum off my lips. It was a delicious feeling.

My son’s fingers were still thrusting furiously inside my pussy. His tongue was flicking across tiny clit and his two fingers were pumping my hot pussy with all ferocity. Reeling with excitement, I waited for my moment of liberation, and soon a shattering orgasm overwhelmed my body. My cunt lips quivered involuntarily around his poking fingers; my cunt juices continued flowing out of my slit, filling my son’s mouth with my love juices.

I took my son’s cock into my mouth and sucked him dry. His cock was losing its hardness. Rahul continued slurping at my pussy, sucking the juices off my pussy.

After a while we separated. I changed my position and turned my face toward him. His lips were wet with my juices. I kissed him deeply on his lips’ licking off the traces of my pussy juices. Rahul put his arms around me and pushed me into his embrace.

“You don’t know mom…” He whispered to me. “How much I enjoyed it. You’re just fantastic.”

“You too son.” I replied, again kissing and licking his lips. “I just have had a wonderful time.”

I pulled him back into my embrace, rubbing my horny pussy against his deflated cock. I desperately wanted to feel his cock inside my still dripping pussy. However, I knew that he had already spent twice and he would need some time to recuperate. Reluctantly, I released my grip from his body.

“Let’s finish our shower.”

Rahul stood and turned on the shower. I closed my eyes and felt the cold water drenching once more, my naked burning body. I was in terrific heat; even the cold water was unable to quench my smoldering desire for my son’s massive cock into my pussy.

We showered together, reviving our long forgotten past, when we used to take bath together. The only difference was, that my naked little kid had grown into a handsome young man; his arms were around me, and he was kissing me, fondling me, teasing me endlessly.

It was perhaps, the most erotic shower of my life. I tried to recall whether I had enjoyed my showers with Deepak with the same intensity. I could not even recollect, when did the last time, my husband and I shower together. It seemed like an era.

After finishing our bath, we took our turn to dry each other’s body. Rahul gently rubbed my wet body with the towel, his hands moving erotically over the flabby curves. He paid special attention to my cunt and ass, massaging the parts with the gentle rigorousness. When he finished drying me, my whole body was flushed; partly because of the kneading it had received from my son’s deft hands, and partly due to the animal heat emanating from my horny body.

Rahul handed me the towel. Using the same technique, my son employed with me a few moments ago; I rubbed his naked body. I scrubbed his hair, then proceed to knead his face, his neck and his torso. I rubbed his dark curly thatches and gently took his cock into my hand. To my delight, it was again showing the signs of revival.

I covered his semi erect cock into the towel, and massaged it by running my hands along its length. I removed the towel from his cock and took it into my hand, pulling its foreskin back, exposing his bulbous purple colored glans. I lovingly watched his virile tool, on the way to recovering its lost glory. I could not resist the temptation; bent my head and took his cock head into my mouth.

“OHHHHH…!” I could hear him groan in pleasure.

I didn’t want him to squander again in my mouth, so I withdrew my lips. I proceeded to dry his ass. Running the towel along his tight hairy crack, I pinched his taut ass cheeks and heard him squeal with pleasure. Finally, I was through with him.

“Let’s go to the bedroom.”

I bundled the towel, and dropped it into the washing machine. I came out of bathroom, my son silently following me, his cock back to its full strength, sticking like a thick pole from his dark thatches. CHAPTER 5

I sat on my bed. Rahul stood in front of me. I watched his now rigid cock hovering inches away from my lips. I gently took hold of his cock and pulled him near to me. I kissed his cock head and ran my tongue over it, covering it with a coat of my saliva.

Rahul dig his fingers into my shoulder, pulling my face closer to his cock, inserting his complete length into my sucking mouth. His pelvis began thrusting in a slow to and fro motion and I could feel his cock gently fucking my mouth. I began to luxuriate in the exquisite sensations.

I grabbed his both hands and directed them to my soft spongy boobs. Rahul began to fondle and pinch my nipples, occasionally tweaking at my teats. Soon, my breasts were buzzing with erotic frenzy, my areoles hard and erect under playful stimulations from my son.

I would have loved to continue and watch him ejaculate once again in my hungry mouth. However, my famish pussy was eagerly begging for my son’s cock, and it was obvious that if I could not let go this opportunity.

I pulled his saliva-covered cock out of my mouth and try to push his body away from me. He halfheartedly withdrew and waited for my next move. I stood and asked him to lie on my bed. He sat on the side of my bed and slowly stretched his body. I put a pillow below his head and helped him to be supine on my bed.