Ramesh was twenty-two, home from college for the summer, when the heat in their small Delhi flat became unbearable. His mother, Priya, was forty-five, still thick in the hips and heavy in the breasts from years of cooking and housework. She wore thin cotton nighties at night that clung to her sweat-slick skin.
One night the power went out. They lay on the same mattress under the slow ceiling fan, both naked because of the heat. Rameshs cock was hard against his stomach. Priya noticed.
Beta, what is this? she whispered in Hindi, her hand brushing his thigh. Youre too big now for such things.
He didnt answer with words. He rolled toward her, grabbed her heavy breast, and squeezed. Priya moaned low. Her nipple stiffened under his fingers. She reached down, wrapped her fist around his thick cock, and stroked once, slow and dirty.
Fuck, Maa, he growled. Your hand feels so good.
Priya pushed him onto his back and climbed over him. She rubbed her wet pussy along the length of his shaft, coating him in her juices. Then she sank down, taking every inch of her sons cock into her tight cunt in one long slide.
Ahhh, beta your cock is stretching your mothers chut so deep, she hissed.
She rode him hard, hips rolling, tits bouncing. Ramesh thrust up to meet her, slapping her ass with both hands. The wet sounds of her pussy filled the dark room.
Priya leaned forward, dangling a nipple over his mouth. He sucked hard while she ground her clit against his pubic bone.
Harder, beta. Fuck your maa like a randi, she begged.
Ramesh flipped her onto her back, hooked her thick legs over his shoulders, and pounded her. The mattress creaked. Priyas cunt clenched around him, milking his cock with every thrust. She came first, crying out in Hindi, Maa ka pani nikal gaya, beta! Her juices flooded his balls.
He didnt stop. He fucked her through it, then pulled out and flipped her onto all fours. He spread her ass cheeks and drove back into her soaked pussy from behind, gripping her waist hard enough to leave marks. Priya pushed back, meeting every stroke.
Fill your mothers chut, beta. Give me your cum, she demanded.
Ramesh buried himself to the root and exploded, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside her. Priya milked him with her walls until he was empty, then collapsed forward, his cock still twitching inside her.
They lay there panting, sweat cooling on their skin. Priya reached back, stroked his thigh, and whispered, Again, beta. This time in my gaand.
He was already getting hard again.
