My son married me

Hello! My name is Mrs. Sumathi. I am from South India and I migrated to Italy, a place of sexy wonders, two years back with my new husband Suresh. We have a beautiful daughter Pravesh who is 19 months old this month. The reason for writing my story is tell you my little secret. My new husband Suresh is infact my own son. He married me, his own mother, before bring me to US as his wife. How it all happened? Please read on! I was married to Suresh’s dad Saravanan when I was 18. Ours is an arranged marriage and after one year, I gave birth to Suresh. My husband insisted on having only one child even though I wanted more. So he got his operation done after Suresh. Suresh grew up like a good lad and became an engineer. Six years ago he came to US and settled here. My story actually started about 2 years ago. I can never forget that day when my husband left me at the hospital. He had a stroke at home when he was getting ready for work and all hell got loose for me. It was the worst day of my life. We notified about his death to Suresh and he came to India within two days. Our relatives picked Suresh up from the airport and they all came to the native village where we brought Saravanan’s body for his last rites. I saw Suresh as he hurried towards me as soon as he got down from the car and I could not hold myself but to cry as I fell in his arms. The crying was unstoppable for both of us as everybody around us tried to console us. It was a sad emotional moment I will never forget.

Within few hours after Suresh’s arrival, he performed the last rites for his father. The atmosphere was very sad for the next two days as all our relatives turned up to console us. On the third day, we perform another rite where all the extended family will participate and finish the rite with a dinner for the family. After the dinner all of them left to their houses. We were staying at Saravanan’s sister’s place and they started organizing our beds. Suresh was told to sleep in the spare bedroom and Suresh insisted that I sleep with him too. As I am his mother everybody agreed and they arranged a double bed for us. I actually thought Suresh was probably scared but little did I know he had other plans. Suresh went to bed as me and my sis-in-law cleaned the dishes. After sometime my sis-in-law went to bed as I spent more time doing the chores as I could not sleep. After an hour or so, I finished my work and went into the bedroom. As I entered the bedroom, I saw Suresh is still awake. I asked him and he said he could not sleep. As I came into the room Suresh got up from the bed and locked the door. I thought he would go back to bed but instead he came towards me and hugged me. I felt very sorry for him as we both hugged each other. Then he pressed me against so hard I had to gasp for my breath. Then he whispered into my ear “Since Dad has left us mother, I am the man of the house…..I am the man for you too mother!”

He then took hold of my pallu (loose end of my saree) and pulled off my breasts. I was startled by his word and gesture and I started screaming. Suresh then suddenly closed my mouth with one hand and held me close with the other and said “shshshshsh…shut up mother! We don’t want to wake uncle and aunt do we?” I am still struggling my best to let go off him and scream. Then he said “If you wake them up mother and you tell them about this, I will have tell them about a little secret of yours with Srinivas uncle” I was blown away by that comment. My whole life flashed before me. The only thing all away thought I got away with came back to haunt me. I always thought nobody knew about that except me and Srinivas. But how does Suresh know? I signaled Suresh I wouldn’t shout as he slowly loosed my mouth and to assure myself I asked him “what secret?” He then said “The secret of those nights with uncle when dad was away, those days when dad was not around”

I denied them saying “I don’t know what you are talking about” Then he said “Don’t lie mother! I have seen them”

“Who will believe you?”

“Everybody mother! I don’t need to show evidence. One word and you will be a slut to everybody. They don’t need evidence” I couldn’t say a word. That’s true. Everybody will believe Suresh. Even if they don’t believe they would still think there is something of that kind. I would loose my chastity status in the family. Suresh loosened my mouth and said “It would be better for you to shut up mother!” I asked him “Then what do you want from me? Why are you doing this to me?” Suresh said “I want you mother! I want to be your lover! I want to be your man!”

“But you are my son! How do you expect me to…”

“Yes you can mother!” he said ” See I am a man now and I can fuck you now…I can see you as a woman and so can you…”

He kissed my lips forcefully.

“You are a widow now and you have all your life a head mother! Be my lover mother and I will take care of you!” he continued. I said “But…” and then stopped. I knew Suresh is not going to listen as he is already using me as a woman as he pressed his chest against my breasts and thrusting his groin to caress my womanhood. I knew I cannot escape him. He was right too! I have to continue living… and Suresh is the only one I have got in this world. What can I do if I reject him. I will loose my son and my life. I was caught in a web of love and lust. “What do you want me to do?” I asked him accepting my defeat. He said “Today is our first night mother! I want to fuck you like my bride mother!”

“How can you fuck your own…” I stopped as there is no point saying anymore.

“Like this mother!” he grabbed my lips with his and gave me a long kiss. I tried getting out at first but gave up and thought let me have it. Let him have his mother’s body. After that I just became a spectator as I obey every part of his sex act with me. After the kiss he then disrobed me and started unhooking my blouse as he kissed my shoulders. He took off my blouse and then unhooked my bra as he kissed my visible flesh of my breast in the bra. As he took off my bra his eye lit up seeing my naked breasts and he slowly moved to take one of my nipples into his mouth. He appeared exactly like the same child I fed years ago with that hunger look but this time his hunger is different. As he sucked on my one breast he started caressing the other one as I watched him fulfilling his lust. After sometime, he then moved his left hand to reach the tied end of my petticoat to untie it. As soon as the petticoat string got loose, my heartbeat rose. I could not believe my own son is exposing my womanhood. I could not take it. So I held on to the petticoat. Suresh looked at me seriously and then pulled my hands off the grip vigorously as I let go and my petticoat slid quickly to the floor. Suresh anxiously looked at my womanhood but got disappointed when I had my panties on. He immediately knelt before me and with two hands holding wither end he tried to take it off. I twisted my legs and gave him hard time before her finally managed take it off me. He even tore some part of my panty.

The first thing he did after he saw his mother womanhood is take a good smell of it. He then wasted no time to caress and kiss his mother’s mound as for the first time I had a tinge of sexuality in my body as he kissed my pussylips. It was then I realized I was sweating even as the ceiling fan was running in full speed. I couldn’t do anything else but to enjoy as he performed oral sex with his mother’s vagina as I slowly parted my thighs to give him access to more of his birthplace. I do not know how long he ate my pussy but I should say I was ashamed as I came after a very long time. My own son made me come. After sometime, he took me to the bed made me lay on my back as he took off his sarong. He then placed himself between my thighs, took hold of his now very erect throbbing dick and slowly inserting into my vagina. But now I was in ecstasy and thoroughly enjoying every moment of it. He then inserted all his dick into my, his own mother’s, cunt, stopped there and then kissed my lips. I really thought I was his bride and this is our first night! He then slowly whispered to me “Now I am a motherfucker mother! You cannot tell me I can’t anymore!” I smiled at him as he started thrusting his cock in and out of my pussy. As I looked at him I could not believe this was the same kid that came out of my vagina 23 years ago. Now he is ramming it as if it is his own. I could feel his dick moving as my cunt muscle expanded and contracted for his every movement. It was as if my cunt is milking my son’s dick in return for his breastfeeding.

The same cunt muscles that pushed out his body are now working out to accommodate his erect cock. Suresh should have planned all this before as he is enjoying every bit of it. My cunt though is also enjoying itself as it came again oozing out lots of juices. Then came the grunt of Suresh as he climaxed and I felt a load of warm cum hitting my womb. I gasped as my own son’s cum filled my vagina. Suresh collapsed on me huffing and puffing as his dick in me twitched for every load it pour into my womb. We were soaked it sweat but we could not move as we were very tired. Suresh laid on me until we got some energy to move. By then his dick wilted and withdrew from his mother’s now very wet cunt. Suresh then lifted from me and rolled on to my side. He then got up and switched on the light. I twitched my eyes of this sudden light but as I opened again I could see Suresh holding his limp dick and collecting all the juices. He then came close to me and said “Mom! This is what I planned to do on the third day rite of my dad!” and then started licking the juices off his hand. He then said “I promised myself I will lick my mother’s cunt juices off my dick on this day!”

“And I did it!” he added.

As much as I was shocked to hear those words I have confess I felt a little kinky too. My own son planned to fuck me on his father’s third day rites and decided to lick my juices off his dick! How more perverted can a son be? The scheme is beyond my thoughts even for a slut like me. I probably would have got fucked after a month or so but never in five days after Saravanan’s death. Until even an hour ago, I never thought I would be on bed like this with my cunt ravaged and full of our sex juices. And I never ever imagined my own son would do this to me. And to the least I never expected I would enjoy it that much especially when my lover is my own son. My kinky senses took over as I opened my thighs wide up to Suresh and said “There’s more of those juices on your mother’s cunt son! You can lick them too!” I could see Suresh felt happy about those words as he leant to lick my womanhood. I quickly said “You can but switch off the light son!” He switched off the light and in a moment or so I felt my son parting my legs to wipe her mother off. After a nice clean off section, we both dozed off to sleep in each others arms, NAKED!

Next day morning I was woken up with noises from outside. I saw the clock and its six o’clock. Then suddenly I realized I am naked. I quickly got out of the bed and wore my clothes. I could not wear my panties as they were torn. I quickly put it in our bag and took out an another one and wore it. I felt a bit shy seeing Suresh also naked on the bed. I quickly got him up and asked him to wear some clothes. After he wore some clothes he quickly grabbed by my midriff to hold my body close to him. I had to struggle to let him leave me as told him his aunt might see. I walked outside to do my regular chores and help my sis-in-law. Half hour later Suresh’s uncle got up and then Suresh got up. After our chores we all sat together to eat the breakfast. While eating the breakfast, Suresh aunt asked if Suresh got good sleep. Suresh said he did but she interrupted him saying “But you mother must have got you awake all the time. We were hearing noises until late night” I gasped my breath. Then Suresh interrupted and said “Yes! mom was waking up all the time. I had to ‘console’ her to make her sleep” looking and winking at me. I thought “Oh! Sure!” It was the other way round. He was the one enjoying his mother’s cunt and body disrupting my sleep. “You have to understand her Suresh!” his uncle added “she lost her husband you know!” Suresh looked at me with his sarcastic face. That look said “yes uncle! She lost one but found another one last night!”

“Yeah! we were hearing her moans all the time!” aunt added.

I was really embarrassed.

“Sorry if they disturbed you both!” Suresh added.

“You have to take care off her pain Suresh!” Uncle said.

“I did uncle!” Suresh interrupted “I took care of her pain! Didn’t I mom?” Suresh asked looking at me.

I was embarrassed as I said “yes you did! my lovely son!”

“Good to see you both getting better” aunt said “Mother and son love will cure!”

“We are more than mother and son now!” I thought to myself.

“Yes, I love my mother! I will take care of you!” Suresh said making a licking gesture at me.

“That’s like a good son!” Aunt added.

I felt shy and embarrassed at once.

That day I experienced my first days of my marriage with Suresh’s dad again! After our first night Saravanan was constantly onto me like a dog that tasted a juicy piece of meat and wanted more. But now it’s Suresh! His dad had an advantage though! He married me! He had license to fondle me. So I too was a bit open at that time. But now, Suresh is my own son! He has no license to even ogle at his mother sexually little known to fondle her. He cannot commit incest in the public! But try telling that to a dog who had his mother’s plump little pussy for dinner. He wants more and more often. But that not possible with all relatives around us. But that did not deter Suresh. I became a piece of meat for him. He never missed an opportunity to molest me. I was terrified if anybody would see us. Needless to say I was very relieved as the day ended. The day took a toll on me doing chores while I fended off Suresh’s molestations and trying to be sad all the time. I could not wait until we hit the bedroom. I had to confess I became a bitch in heat by night fall with all his gestures. We slipped quickly to bedroom as soon as we had our dinner. Aunt and Uncle might have wondered how we were itching to get to bed.

That night was like a night of passion too but we had to keep it low. Uncle never heard a word. He said we might have got pretty tired not sleeping all those nights. The next morning my son’s tongue in my cunt woke me up for a change. I let him have his ‘breakfast’ with me before getting up as I thought Suresh would slow down during the day. I was wrong though! He almost tried to rape me on his aunt’s bed while I went there to clean the room. But fortunately he let me go as he heard his uncle calling him. I had time to quickly set my clothes before I resumed my cleaning. An hour after Suresh’s uncle left for work, his aunt wanted to go to hospital. Suddenly my perverted mind took over saying private time. But as a gesture, I asked her if I need to accompany her. She said I am still in mourning state so I need some rest. But she said she will take Suresh with her. I was disappointed hearing it. When Suresh came she asked Suresh to accompany her but Suresh said he promised someone else to help already. Suresh left before her and aunt took her neighbor with her. I sat down to clean the rice of dirt pebbles in them. Few minutes later Suresh came back. I saw him and was about to ask him why he is back but stopped short seeing a garland of flowers in his hand. As he closed the main door and came towards me, I said “You lied to your aunt didn’t you?”

He said “what can I do mother? Let go our opportunity to be together?” He then handed over the flowers to me saying “These are for you!”

I screamed “For me? Don’t you remember I am a widow?”

“You are but my lover now” He calmed me.

“But what if anybody sees” I said.

“Nobody will see mother! Put them on and let’s go to bedroom!” He tried to lift me up from floor with one hand holding my shoulder.

“No Suresh!” I said “I am sleeping with you but that doesn’t mean I am not mourning”

“But…” he said. “No buts” I interrupted “You lay those flowers at god’s photo…then I will come with you” Suresh disappointedly went to Pooja room and came back a little later saying “Now you are happy?” I smiled at him getting up from the floor and went up to kiss him. We both walked into the bedroom kissing and closed the door behind us.

Suresh then wasted no time to undress his mother and took me to the bed. He then took off the clothes and then joined me. Well, you would guess the rest of it. Half an hour later we war both huffing and puffing with Suresh on top of me as usual. Finally my own son fucked me in broad daylight. Half and hour later Suresh wanted another round and he had it. His aunt arrived just ten minutes after we set everything right. It was good thing I did not wear the garland as somebody saw Suresh buying it and leaked it to her. So she was happy seeing those on god as I told Suresh bought them for god! Suresh’s gutsy gestures with me got bolder day by day and I was really waiting to get back to my home in the city. We had to wait for Saravanan’s tenth day rites. By the tenth day rite of my husband, Suresh made forgot I even lost a husband. My bed has been warm within a week of my husband’s death and my cunt has been busy every night. Infact my cunt has been busy more than when my husband was around. My son has been fucking me every day for almost a week now. We had a big ceremony for the tenth day with more than 100 people coming for it. I had to get very serious to show my sad face. I wondered what Suresh planned to do with his mother for the tenth day and he did not tell me until the night before. Suresh had planned two things for his dad’s tenth day. One is to make me perform Pooja of his dad while my pussy is wet with his semen and the second one fuck his mother at least three times that night.

It was very funny the way he got the first one. To get me to Pooja with a wet cunt, He has to fuck me in-between my shower and my Pooja start. Otherwise he cannot do it at any time. So he got me to change in the bedroom after my shower. So as soon as I came from shower, I had to call Suresh in a bid to help me out. He then came and locked the bedroom door. I quickly took off my old saree as Suresh yanked my petticoat up and made me lean on the bed as he took me doggie style. It was interesting how quick he got his dick hard. I pretty much cried in pain as he inserted his dick into my pussy as it was very dry. He then smeared his saliva on to the rest of the dick as I tried hard to generate some juices in my cunt. He waited no long as he started to thrust his cock into me as my pain slowly turned into lust. It took almost six minutes for him to come but to me it felt like ages as people were knocking on the door to get ready soon. Suresh did not let go off me for another two minutes as I quickly hurried to wear my saree. Suresh quickly dressed back as I could not wear my panties before I was hurried to the room. I could not even dress properly. Glad it was a funeral! While I was walking to the Pooja room, I could feel my juices dribbling down my thighs as I was afraid they will trickle to my feet. I tried my best to get my petticoat in contact with the juices as I entered and sat for my Pooja. I could feel my petticoat getting wet. It was a great feeling mixed with kinkiness and guilt when I sat started praying to my hubby. I had to confess to him in my heart but I managed to get some positive thoughts as said to him that it is his own son’s semen that’s in my vagina. I also told him that a part of him is still enjoying my cunt. I also asked him to pardon me for cheating him with Srinivas.

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