Motherhood - A Tale of Love Ch. 02

'Mommy, there's a smell coming from your pee pee place...' he exclaimed, experiencing something new. Preetha gulped and licked her lips, her eyes were closed, 'That's Mommy's love smell baby. When a girl is loved she releases juices from her love pot, it is the smell of those juices. Don't you like it sweetheart?' She asked.

'I love it Mommy, your pee pee place...'

'No, call it my Love pot.'

'Okay, your love pot is like a garden mommy...see so much hair...' he started playing with Preetha's pubic hairs with fascination, running his fingers through them, feeling the silky, moist texture of her growth, he pulled a little on the tufts, lightly, careful not to hurt her the slightest 'I see a Flower in the garden, it is bright and pink, like a lotus and it is releasing that smell.' He said poetically, Preetha wondered how he could speak so sweetly, a boy without any conventional education.

Preetha parted her legs slightly; it was a silent invitation to Salim and he didn't make any mistake understanding, some things are ingrained in our genes, and you need not be told what to do. Salim nestled comfortably between her legs and continued his exploration of womanhood. He was getting too excited by the newness of this experience; a woman was so different physically from a man. His nimble fingers trailed all over her bush, feeling the soft moist fur, pulling and rubbing the hairs between his fingers. There was a gleam of amazement in his eyes like an explorer treading in uncharted territories. Preetha on the other hand was too overwhelmed with fervor, she kept her eyes closed. The subconscious shame of not able to control the urges of her body and letting an underage boy touch her like that with no inhibitions stopped her from looking. Her body trembled, goosebumps popping all over her skin. He hadn't yet touched her vagina and she was creaming all over.

Finally Salim's shaking fingers touched her glistening wet vulva and Preetha squirmed uncontrollably. 'No...no...' she gasped - 'You will not touch me like that with your hands.' She cried out. 'Use your lips and tongue, use your mouth, but not your hands.'

Salim was taken aback a little but he didn't have the nerve to disobey his new mother. Her vagina was pulsating, trickles of juices were rolling down the fleshy folds and congealing on the white sheet. He wondered how it would taste. The overpowering musty smell was a little lewd and slightly offensive but Salim was drawn to it uncontrollably. With wide open eyes and flushed cheeks he dipped his head between her thighs, he opened his mouth, which was an inch away from her throbbing organ and hesitated for a second.

Preetha felt a tremor inside her body as Salim's warm breath brushed on her pussy. She shut her eyes tight and uttered breathlessly. 'Come baby...please...'

Salim could not ignore this call, and his mouth clamped on her labia as Preetha released a loud moan. Whatever they have been doing the whole afternoon and evening had heightened her desire to a peak, and she never touched her nether region all this while. Salim had come twice so far but she didn't have any release, and now her passion had reached a crescendo.

'AAAAAHH...'Preetha was loud, very loud, if it not for the storm and rain outside her moan could have been heard by the neighbors as well. Salim was fazed for a moment by her strong reaction but he understood it was a cry of pure unadulterated pleasure and passion. His mouth continued working on her vagina, his lips nibbling the fleshy folds of her labia as his tongue flickered on the inside walls. His tongue was rubbing right over the area where her bartholin glands were and they started discharging fluids copiously. Preetha's whole body was throbbing with pleasure as her crotch was becoming moist to the degree of being dripping slimy from her discharges and Salim's saliva.

Preetha grabbed the flesh of her lower belly and pulled it upwards to give Salim complete access to her vagina as he went on tirelessly worshipping the fleshy flower of the female with his mouth as it dripped honey in plentiful as reward. In the beginning the slightly salty taste of her vagina was a little overpowering for Salim but as he went on tasting it he found the juices of this incredibly beautiful grown up woman strangely addictive. These were secretes of a woman in her prime, both in health and sexuality and by grace of God Salim was fortunate enough to taste it copiously.

Preetha was slowly nearing the climax, but she wanted to prolong it, she caressed Salim's head, encouraging him, sometimes grabbing his silky tufts tightly as pleasure pulsed through her vagina and deep through her urethra all the way to her womb. She lifted her large heavy breasts and was surprised to see they were lactating spontaneously, pearly white milk drops rolling down her boobs.

The rain had ceased for half an hour but miraculously as if responding to their passion thunder struck again and it started pouring. This rain was as intense and emotional as the couple inside the room. Both newfound mother and son prayed this night never end, this ocean of love should be infinite and fathomless. There were no words to explain the coils of intimacy and pleasure that bound them together, they were cocooned inside a pupa of love, passion and pleasure. Salim had found a hidden chest of treasure between his mother's massive thighs as her flesh trembled with each stimulation his young mouth gave her.

Finally it became too unbearable for Preetha, shamelessly she lifted her legs and held her ankles, spreading and exposing herself completely in front of the young boy. Salim had also become desperate his tongue fluttered frantically inside the oozing folds, trailing a long slimy track all up and down her perineum, the fleshy line going down from her vagina to her anus. Preetha shut her eyes tight and bit her lips as she felt Salim's tongue on her anus, poking the tight hole with the tip and smearing it with his spit. It was so embarrassing and lewd. No one has ever done this to her before; Ayan even declined to ever go down on her as he found it repulsive. This boy on the other hand worshipped every part of her body like it was his sacred duty. The final moment was near, nearer than she could expect as she suddenly felt a cramp all over her inner thighs and lower abdomen.

This cramp was not painful, it released immediately and then clenched again, and then released and then clenched over and over spasmodically. This was an orgasm, Preetha understood...but an orgasm unlike any other. Preetha had always been a highly sexual girl, she enjoyed sex with Ayan and often had orgasms, but this was way different, it was the orgasm to end all orgasms. Her whole body trembled as Preetha desperately held on to her ankles, crying out loud with every spasm. All this while during oral stimulation by Salim her Skene glands had been filling up with female ejaculates, the fluid of bliss which is called Amrit in Kamasutra. Preetha had been suppressing the release all this while unknowingly until it had become unbearable and the skein glands were pumped to the point of bursting out. The final stimulation of her anus however threw her off the edge and she lost control of her organs and there was no holding back her release.

Quarts of ejaculate fluids shot out from the skene glands through her urethra and she came as there was no tomorrow. Salim was shocked as he cringed back witnessing the shower of semi milky liquids exploding from her vagina. Preetha cried out screaming and shaking uncontrollably as her pussy pulsated and gushed out the nectar of her sex. Her body was undergoing unknown sensations as she squirted and squirted, drenching Salim and the sheets between her thighs, she was pouring out like the rains outside. Recovering from the initial shock Salim immediately lowered his open mouth to get a taste of the fresh bubbling hot juices of his mother and he gulped it down in mouthfuls, satisfaction shined in his eyes.

'Mom...this is so beautiful, it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life! Aahh (gulp) the taste is divine...I love you mom...I love you!' he went on saying encouraging words as Preetha came and came, finally the spasms subsided and the last few squirts splashed inside Salim's gaping mouth. Preetha was gasping and crying from the intensity of this immense orgasm.

As Preetha slowly regained her senses and her labored breathing subsided, she could feel Salim toying with her pussy, marveling at the puddle she had created on the sheets; her thighs were wet as well. A smell permeated all over the room. It was a smell of pure unadulterated passion and love. She pulled Salim to her, she needed some rest and her vagina was feeling too sensitive to be touched at this moment. 'Enough, come here...rest with me for a while.'

Salim got up and nestled towards her, his fingers still caressing the bushy moist wetness of her crotch.

'Look what a mess you have made Mommy...' he quipped mischievously. He relaxed beside her, head resting on his hand as Preetha curiously trailed her fingers on her hot pussy which was almost releasing a vapor, her juices were smeared on her fingers as she pulled them up and inspected. The liquid was semi clear and gooey in consistency, like clear thin gum.

'My God, what is this? It never happened to me like this before.' She wondered aloud. Salim looked at her dripping fingers and said 'It is your love Mommy, you gifted me with the love of your body.'

Preetha pulled him closer and they kissed passionately, it was a kiss of relief, Preetha's skin was warm with the afterglow and they held each other, peaceful silence covered them like a warm blanket.

Preetha was feeling almost lifeless, her insides were still throbbing from the intense release, her muscles were feeling numb and sapped off any strength. Salim lifted himself on his elbows and whispered to her softly 'Mommy, please hold me, I just want to cuddle with you for a while. I want to talk to you, please don't fall asleep.'

Though Preetha was almost feeling like drowning in the numbness she obliged the boy, this was the least she could do after the bliss he gave her. She wrapped him in her thick fleshy arms, drawing him deep into her huge valley of breasts.

They held each other in a warm cuddle, facing each other. Preetha found herself drifting away only to regain senses and looking at Salim who was staring at her with wide eyes. 'What are you looking at?' she murmured softly, sliding her hand beneath his cheek as his head rested on her soft, silky palm. Salim slid up his hand and softly touched her face, her lips, feeling the warmth of her breath on his fingertips.

'Mommy, you are so beautiful...you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. I never imagined such beauty is possible!' Salim said.

Preetha responded with a blissful smile and blowing a hot gust of air on his fingers. Salim inhaled the musk of her breath heavily, 'Your lips Mom, they are like petals of rose, so soft, warm, and this mole...' he touched the mole on the corner of her lower lip lightly 'This is the most beautiful mole in the universe, people can fight a war over this mole.' Salim whispered. 'Can I love your face Mommy, can I kiss you?' Salim asked with yearning in his eyes. 'You can kiss me wherever you want baby' Preetha said with a faint smile on her lips, her eyes half closed.

Salim lovingly traced his fingers on her rosebud lips, her chin...feeling the softness of her skin, Preetha heaved out a sigh, the light touch of Salim's slim fingers left goosebumps on her skin. Salim kissed her long swan like neck lovingly, Preetha tilted her head back, a soft moan escaped her lips as she invited him for more kisses. Salim traced the entire length of her neck with his tongue ending to her chin where his lips locked, sucking her chin with his mouth as his tongue flickered beneath her chin, the sensitive part of her neck. Salim was becoming bolder, he slip up her body and started sucking her lower lip, first he gently nibbled on the lower labia like a delicate fruit, and then started sucking the plump fleshiness like a juicy slice of orange, he sucked hard as Preetha could feel blood congealing in her lips. He was going to bruise them...she thought. She moaned in weak protest, since her body was feeling almost lifeless but Salim aggressively sealed her lips with his own. He was now kissing her forcefully like an aggressive man and definitely not like a feeble boy half her size.

Salim pinched her lower lip and traced his tongue all over her lips, drooling on them; her lips were now glistening with his saliva. Salim was becoming obsessed with Preetha's lips, which he considered the most beautiful part of her body. Preetha opened her mouth for much needed breath and Salim spat a long string of drool in her mouth. It was the same as she had done to him in the bathroom, a gesture of pure unadulterated love. Preetha gulped down his spit and tasted his love with satisfaction.

Salim was growing more aggressive and wild with each passing moment, he kissed, licked and nibbled her face, messing up her up with his saliva and Preetha couldn't believe how helpless she felt. With one shrug she could have thrown him off like an insect but her body felt powerless in front of the assault of his love. 'Please...please...stop...' Preetha muttered in a trembling voice trying to turn and escape him but Salim held on her like a vice, licking her cheek...her face was now completely moist and reeking of his spittle. Preetha could feel her loins heating up again and her pussy felt slimy from inside, hormones were raging high as she writhed.

'I love you Mom...I love you Mommy...' Salim muttered breathlessly as he wriggled on her, rubbing his face on her neck. Preetha felt his penis now hard and stiff again poking against her bush, it was becoming unbearable for her, she realized they had reached that final stage, that culmination where she had to surrender herself completely, the final union was inevitable.

Preetha gently but firmly held him and pushed him off, avoiding eye contact. Salim sat between her long thick legs, bewildered, his penis standing in complete attention, pre-cum dripping from the tip. With her eyes closed Preetha opened her legs wide and with her right hand spread the opening of her vagina. She was embarrassed yet passion had completely taken over her. She couldn't believe she was going to do it with a boy less than half her age but there was no turning back from there. Her breathing had become heavy. 'I need you inside me baby...' she gasped out 'Put it inside me' she moaned.

Salim was now on the threshold of something that would change his life forever, he was going to lose his virginity and that too to a woman people can only dream about. What did he do to deserve so much? He wondered, did God give him an entire childhood spent in misery only to reward him with this moment, where his every wish had been fulfilled? He stared at Preetha, her head propped up with a few pillows, her beautiful face glowing, eyes closed, mouth open, lips trembling with expectation - her Goddess like size and stature now helpless with longing and desire, the pinkish inside of her vagina now pulsating and oozing with her female juices calling at him with desperation, she looked like an impossible dream somehow made possible.

'Please...I cannot take it any longer...' Preetha almost begged, 'Enter me and fulfill me as a woman baby...' she cried.

Salim crawled on her hesitantly, his lower abdomen nestled between her massive and long things which were trembling. He looked at her one last time astounded by her longing and desire. His dripping penis inched towards her throbbing vagina and finally went in. Soft warm and wet flesh encircled his shaft, welcoming him as he went in deeper until he was completely inside her and could feel her pubes brushing his underbelly, tickling and making the pleasure even more intense.

Preetha moaned loudly as her body arched uncontrollably, waves of pleasure flooding her insides. She felt almost like a virgin being penetrated for the first time. Months of celibacy had made her vaginal muscles tight again and then even being penetrated by the boy's relatively small penis made her felt like she was in seventh heaven. The pleasure was too intense, she could feel teardrops escaping from the corner of her eyes as she moaned loudly 'Aaaaahhh...'

Preetha needed a moment to settle into this as she told Salim to stop and stay there for a while, his penis buried deep in her vagina. She savored the feel of his hot throbbing penis leaking precum inside her. 'Just be there...be still...' she whispered, her breathing hard and labored. Her head was swimming with the intensity of pleasure as she could feel the intimacy between them, they were now bound between the deepest most intimate bond between a man and a woman, in this case a boy in his puberty.

Salim was still, he waited for his mother's instruction and started at her appalled. He couldn't believe he was giving her so much pleasure by entering her. Her face looked divine wracked with pure and intense pleasure. Her gigantic breasts were heaving up and down with her breath. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was. His penis felt like it would melt inside the hot, slimy fleshy folds of her vagina, and a tingling sensation was going up and down his lower spine.

Preetha felt the first electrifying sensation subside a bit and gained control of her limbs. She gently pulled Salim closer grabbing his small buttocks firmly as she opened her legs further giving him more maneuverability. 'Now thrust your hips up and down just as I guide you...' she said. Salim obeyed without a word, moving his hips with the pressure and release of his mother's hands, and as he thrust he could feel the indescribable primordial pleasure of physical union. Flesh rubbing against hot warm flesh, male and female juices mingling inside and oozing out with each thrust like precious oil being drilled out.

Preetha gave out a cry cum laughter of sheer pure pleasure as she could feel the thrusts inside her.

'Aaaahh...ah ah ha ha ha...' it was music to Salim's ears and he started thrusting with more gusto and energy.

As it seemed, soon Salim didn't require any guidance, he was thrusting on his own in slow rhythmic motion, all males are genetically programmed for this. Preetha relaxed, enjoying his thrusts; she was so pleased that Salim was not rushing it as it happens with over eager males. Salim was sliding in and out gently, his penis coated thickly with her pussy slime blending with his precum. The pleasure was so intense that they were at loss of words. Preetha caressed his head with both her hands to express her love which intensified Salim's bliss.

For untold time Salim went on lunging in and out her thick hairy pussy, a warm toasty silence permeated in the dimly lit room interrupted only by the patter of rains on the bay window, moist sounds of flesh slapping on flesh, labored breathing and occasional moans. The heat of sex challenged the air condition as a thin sheen of perspiration glistened on both Preetha and Salim's skin. Salim wrapped his arms around her soft belly and rubbed his face on the sweaty valley of her breasts kissing sporadically, tasting the salty perspiration and smelling the scent of his mother. He looked up at her, Preetha was zoned out, she was lost in a cocoon of pleasure and comfort, her left arm wrapped around her head exposing her hirsute armpit. Salim could see a droplet of sweat rolling down the fleshy inside of her arm and getting lost in the bushy growth, it seemed vapor was rising from her armpit. 'Mommy is so warm...she must be even hotter over there,' Salim thought and imagined the drop of sweat vaporizing by the heat of her hairy armpit.