Sunita was 42, thick-bodied with heavy tits and a round ass that still turned heads in the market. Her son Rahul was 22, tall and muscular from working construction. They lived alone in their small Delhi flat after the father left years ago. One humid night the power went out. Sweat made Sunitas thin nightie stick to her skin. Rahul sat on the floor in just shorts, fanning himself.
Beta, its too hot, Sunita said, voice low. Come sit closer so we can share the fan.
Rahul moved next to her on the charpai. Their thighs touched. Sunitas nipples poked hard against the cloth. She didnt move away. Instead she leaned, her soft breast brushing his arm.
Ma, youre burning up, Rahul muttered, staring at the dark outline of her tits.
Sunitas hand landed on his thigh. Youre hard, beta. I can feel it. She squeezed his cock through the shorts. It jumped, already thick and leaking.
Rahul groaned. Fuck, Ma. Ive wanted this for years. He grabbed her nightie and yanked it up. Her big bare tits spilled out, dark nipples stiff. He sucked one into his mouth, biting hard while his hand shoved between her legs. Sunitas cunt was dripping wet, hairy and swollen.
She moaned loud. Yes, beta, suck Mas tits. Finger my chut. Rahul pushed two fingers deep into her sloppy hole, pumping fast. Juices ran down his wrist. Sunita reached in his shorts and pulled out his fat cock, stroking it rough and tight.
They didnt waste time. Sunita lay back, spread her thick legs wide. Fuck your mother, Rahul. Put that lund in my pussy right now. Rahul climbed on, slammed his cock straight into her. She was tight but soaked, gripping him like a fist. He fucked her hard, bed creaking, skin slapping loud in the dark room.
Sunita clawed his back. Harder, beta! Chod Ma ko! Fill my cunt! Rahul pounded faster, her heavy tits bouncing with every thrust. He reached down, rubbed her clit while he drilled her. Sunita came first, screaming, cunt spasming and squirting around his cock.
Rahul didnt stop. He flipped her onto all fours, slapped her fat ass, and drove back in from behind. Take it, Ma. Your betas cock owns this pussy. He grabbed her hips and fucked like an animal, balls slapping her clit. Sunita pushed back, moaning filthy Hindi curses.
When he was close he pulled out, flipped her again, and straddled her chest. Open your mouth, Ma.
Sunita sucked his cock greedily, tasting her own cunt on it. Rahul held her head and thrust down her throat until he exploded, thick ropes of cum shooting into her mouth and across her face and tits.
They lay panting, sweat and cum everywhere. But the night wasnt over. Sunita rolled on top, sank down on his still-hard cock, and rode him slow and deep, grinding her clit against him while she talked dirty about how long shed wanted her sons dick. Rahul sucked her nipples and thrust up, making her cum again. They fucked until dawn, switching positions, using every hole, filling the room with the wet sounds of raw incest.
By morning Sunitas cunt was leaking cum down her thighs and Rahuls cock was sore, but both were smiling. Again tonight, beta? she whispered. Rahul just nodded and squeezed her ass.
