章 3285: RELUCTANT MOM SHYLA
Wrapping her in his arms and pinning her down on the bed 'I have won Mom,' cried Vicky.
'Do you think you have?' asked Shyla struggling to get herself freed from his grasp.
'Don't try to wriggle out of my arms Mom' said he imprisoning her with the weight of his body.
Failing to come out of his grasp 'its nice to see that you have gained weight,' said Shyla.
'Yes I have gained some weight and my height has increased too. Did I not say that I have started going to the gym,' said he.
'Yes you did and I can see those changes' she said as she caressed his arm.
'When was the last time we had such a bout Mom,' asked Vicky.
'I think it was three years ago before you left for boarding home,' she replied.
'So it has taken me three years of hard training to pin you down,' he said.
'Even today you would not have done it but for my nagging cold,' she replied.
'Come on Mom be fair. You have lost and I have won.'
'Okay I concede but it does not mean you have won hands down. We may have to try it again,' said she smiling at him.
'Its nice to see you smiling. I don't remember when I last saw you like this,' said he.
'Its because of the courts ruling,' she replied.
'I knew you would come clean Mom.'
'Thanks. If it were not for you I would not have fought the case,' she replied in a husky tone.
'Yes, was is not for that reason you sent me to boarding,' he asked.
'Yes I wanted to be alone. You know I feared that I may lose the case.'
'How could you have lost it. I mean you were driving the car which met with an accident.'
'Yes I was driving the car but don't forget a life was lost.'
'It was not your mistake when a drunken van driver collided with your car,' he said.
'But I survived while my companion lost his life. Police try to see if there was any motive behind this.'
'Don't forget that the person who lost his life was your husband. How could anybody suspect you,' he asked.
'They suspect me for the very same reason that he was my husband, a rich husband,' said she.
'But Mom . . . . . ' he did not complete the sentence.
'I know what you want to say. I know that you know all was not well with us. We were on the verge of getting separated and that evening if I had not pressurized him to come along, who knows he would have been alive today. I feel as if I am guilty.'
Saying it she started sobbing and coming out 'if it were not your school function and if the parents were not asked to attend, I would not have forced him to come. He was reluctant to come and the other factor is it was me who was driving the car and not he. This is what made the police suspect me,' she said in a heavy voice.
'Now that you have been cleared by the law forget it Mom,' said Vicky.
'The law might have cleared me but what about my conscious, I still feel guilty.'
'Now that I am here I will see you forget everything,' said Vicky kissing her forehead.
'It would be very difficult to forget as it is etched in my memory. Anyway I am glad that you are back and now if you would move over I would like to get up.' She said trying to push him away.
'Mom I don't want to be moved away from this comfort zone,' he said as he hugged her.
'Do you have any idea for how long I have been penalized for no fault of mine. You are not a small kid anymore, get up,' she said pushing him away.
'It felt so nice that I would have loved to spend some more time lying upon you. Could you not have spared more time ,' he frowned as he moved away from her.
'You have overgrown that age my boy,' she said as she got up.
As Vicky stepped out for a stroll his thoughts raced back to the chat he had with his mother and after weighing the pros and cons he was unable to reach to any solution as how to help her out. Finally accepting the fact that only time could heal her wounds he walked back.
Few days passed and nothing he did brought a change in her. He saw that she was aloof most of the time and when he tried to cheer her up it would have an adverse effect.
This continued until one day he made up his mind to find out the cause of the differences which had cropped up between them.
Sitting besides while she was watching TV 'why was Dad reluctant to accompany on that fateful day,' he asked softly.
'I think he was angry as he had planned to go some where else,' she replied.
'Did he disclose as to where he wanted to go,' he asked.
'All his life he never uttered a word as to where he was going or when he would be back.'
'Did you not ask him?'
'At first I thought it would be better if I don't ask him as he may think I am too inquisitive then gradually it reached to such an extent that he did not even acknowledge when I called him on his mobile.'
'What made you think he was drifting away.'
'Every action of his was pointing in that direction,' she said.
'Then what made you to stay put with him,' he asked.
'I had you and no place to go,' she replied.
Those words took the wind out of him.
Seeing him fall silent 'cheer up I have kept a new room ready for you ' said Shyla.
'Why Mom what's wrong with the earlier one,' asked Vicky rather curiously.
'Now that you are above eighteen years obviously you need more privacy,' saying it she smiled.
Those words kept him awake whole night and the next morning things started looking different. The first thing in the morning what he saw was his Mom struggling to open the blinds and when finally she succeeded he was stunned to see her. His Mom wearing a cream colour sari standing under the sun rays with her back partially uncovered with her short blouse was a sight to behold. The next change he felt in her was her eagerness in serving him coffee or breakfast. This made him feel confident to ask her a few more unanswered questions.
He had to wait till evening and when he saw her reclining on the settee 'when was it the first time you got to know about his intentions.' He asked.
'Right from day one his behaviour was not favourable.'
'Mom did you not at any time felt like leaving him. I mean . . . . .'
'Divorce him? No I did not give it a thought. Where would I have gone after divorcing him. I was an orphan and had no one to fall back on. For me the shelter he provided was above all my wishes.'
'And he knew about it isn't it?' asked he.
'Yes he knew very well about it and it was for this reason the police smelled there could be something fishy in his death,' she said.
'Can I ask you a question. It may be a little personal,' he said.
'Go ahead you have every right to know,' she replied patting him on his back.
'Did you ever think there could have been another woman in his life,' he asked.
'Not one there were hundreds,' she replied.
'And you did you not question him in this regard,' he asked.
'No I did not bother to question him,' said she.
'But why????
'Because my life would have become more complicated.'
'Do you call that a life,' he asked.
'For me it was and I still feel guilty. I think I should not have forced him the other day. I have a feeling that he was going to meet someone very special that night and instead he met . . . . . ' she started sobbing.
Hugging her and cajoling her 'forget it Mom forget it. Think about it as a bad dream,' he said.
'A dream that keeps reminding you is very difficult to forget,' she said.
'One final question. What have you thought of doing in the present situation,' he asked.
'At this age? Sit in a corner for the rest of my life,' she replied.
'What has age got to do and you are one charming woman,' said he.
'Thanks and as the saying goes better late than never it took me twenty years to hear that word.'
'I mean it Mom. You are one charming woman and you don't look that old.'
'Have you noticed the dark patches under my eyes. Have you seen my eyes which have no life in them and those wrinkles appearing on my face,' she said.
'All those are the signs of your suffering and I can assure you they will fade away soon,' as these words made her smile 'look they have already started fading,' he said.
'I don't think you are same creature I felt behind in the boarding school three years ago,' she said jokingly.
'Was I so troublesome,' he asked.
'You were like a little devil,' she said as she hugged him.
'How I wish I could remain your little devil,' he said.
'Why?' she questioned by lifting her eyebrows.
'So that I could hug you every now and then,' he said.
'No, no, no I still remember how you wrapped your arms around and forced me down on the bed, it was fearsome,' she said
'That's because I wanted to win the bout,' he replied.
'Its okay if it was so but something else had cropped up in my mind then,' she spoke softly.
'What other reason could I have in hugging you Mom,' he asked as he held her in his arms.
'Nothing it was just a passing thought,' she said enjoying the chat.
'If you really want to know my version I really enjoyed hugging you very much,' he said.
'Is that why you had me in your arms for so long,' she asked.
'Yes I was fortunate to have you in my arms for some time. You know I had missed it for three long years and no matter how much I had you it was insufficient to quell my love,' he replied.
'How sweet of you,' she said kissing him on his forehead.
Encouraged by her kiss 'another thought had also drifted in my mind Mom, may be I will tell you sometime,' saying it he went out.
Shyla felt as if she was floating in the sky. The chat she had with her son made her feel so. It had excitement, it had thrill and was filled with love. Though it excited her she also feared it may be going in a wrong direction. Then shaking her head and reprimanding her for her thoughts she felt at ease.
Three days later while Shyla was combing her hair Vicky coming to stand behind 'Did I not say it would fade away.'
'What are you speaking about,' asked she.
'Those dark patches beneath your eyes where have they gone Mom,' he asked.
Looking into the mirror 'well I am surprised,' said she.
'Had I not said so. Do you now believe you are more charming than any other woman of your age.'
'What difference does it make now,' she replied.
'You ought to believe in yourself Mom. Not only charming you are gorgeous too,' he said looking straight into her eyes.
Gorgeous! Hearing the word she felt her body shudder. For a moment she thought she had not heard him straight. Then again feeling that she was reading too much in his words 'what makes you say I am gorgeous,' she asked.
'Who would not say you are gorgeous Mom. By your looks you are gorgeous, you are charming and an enchanting woman. I see many positive signs in you Mom,' he said.
'Even if I look gorgeous one cannot defy age isn't it. How old do you think I am,' she asked.
'For me age is not the criteria. Some women look gorgeous even at the age of fifty and for you to reach that figure I think you have a long way to go,' he said.
'That's sounds great to hear especially from one who is half my age. I think it is a big compliment,' she said.
'Mom it's a fact and I am proud of you. I like the way you carry yourself, the way you dress and the way you are built, it is exciting. I still remember the day when I had you in my arms,' he said.
Those words struck her again. Feeling elated 'what was there that you keep remembering it,' she asked.
'I don't know how to express it but the moment I overpowered you and had you in my arms I felt so thrilled so excited. Well whether it was for having won the bout or whether it was for having you in my arms I don't know. All I can say is it was tantalizing till such time you were in my arms,' he said.
'Yes I can understand as every teenager passes through such a period. What other thoughts ran through you mind,' she asked turning to face him.
'For one moment I had even thought of kissing you,' he said.
'Then what made you stop from kissing me,' she asked.
'Well I thought you may get angry,' he said gripping her shoulder.
'Why would I get angry if my son wants to kiss me,' she said presenting him her cheek.
'No Mom not like that. I want to kiss you the way I have dreamt,' he said encircling her waist.
'And how does one go about doing it,' she asked getting excited.
'That's by having you in my arms first,' saying it he pulled her up.
'This sounds very romantic,' she said.
'Yes very romantic and very exciting too,' saying it he bit her cheek.
'I don't think I permitted you for that,' she said.
'Its my way of kissing you,' saying it he pressed his lips hard on her cheek and did not let go until she pulled up.
Pulling her face and looking deep into his eyes 'Is that the way how you kiss? She asked and seeing him go silent 'I liked it,' saying it she presented her other cheek.
Vicky was ecstatic on hearing it. Taking hold of her face he first bit her cheek hard and when she let out a soft moan he kissed her until she went limp in his arms.
'No wonder you are a devil,' saying it she kissed him back on his cheek.
Getting excited 'I would like to hug you Mom,' he said opening his arms.
Shyla without any hesitation moved in and encircling his waist and resting her head on his shoulders 'you are a bad boy,' she said.
'I am as bad as you are good. It feels so good to have you in my arms,' saying it he wrapped her in his arms.
As Shyla felt his strong arms grip her waist moving deeper into his arms and holding him 'I needed someone to hold me like this,' she said as her lips searched for his.
Before he could say anything he felt her lips brushing his. Having been kissed on his lips he felt enchanted.
Moving out of his arms 'are you happy now,' asked a gleaming Shyla.
And before he could answer she had moved away. 'How can I say how happy I am Mom,' he said softly.
Once back in her room sitting on her bed she recapped all that had taken place frame by frame. To her surprise though she felt guilty for having motivated him she found she had not crossed any set boundaries. One thing was in her favour. As she could not have found any one who could hold her in his arms she saw no wrong in staying in his arms. As this message sank deep into her mind she felt at ease.
Vicky felt enchanted for having been kissed on his lips and knew she had done it out of gratitude and he ought not read too much in it. He also knew there was some weakness in her and he had to thread cautiously. As these thoughts started crowding his mind he started dreaming of her.
Next evening it came as a surprise when his Mom asked him to take her out for shopping. It was a surprise as most of her shopping was done online.
Elegantly dressed in a bright coloured sari as she stepped out Vicky who saw her stood admiring her beauty and her personality. What had made his father to treat her like that he wondered.
Holding by her arm he escorted her into the Mall and as it was fully jammed with shoppers he had to shield her from the crowd.
As they moved inside the showroom Shyla was so excited that she practically dragged him along in a hurry to reach the counter.
It was here that Vicky had the first contact with her voluptuous back. In the melee as they stood in line to reach the counter his thighs brushed against her back and as warm feelings started engulfing him he slipped his hand on her waist.
Then manoeuvring her and coming to stand right behind whenever there was a slight surge of the crowd he would slip his hand from her waist down on the pretext of steadying her. He bid his time patiently and by the time they reached the counter his hand had slipped down on her thigh. Having his hand reach her thighs he started feeling them softly and whenever an opportunity arose he let his hand hang dangerously close.
This continued for a while and when Shyla picked up a dress or turned to show it to him taking advantage of her movement he would press his thigh on hers and on one occasion he even had it slipped in between them. Feeling the surging heat generated from her body and seeing his mother not objecting his hand roamed freely within a reasonably limited space and Shyla knowingly did not reprimand him as she had finished with her shopping.
On their return journey Vicky who was on cloud nine and who was driving the car suddenly felt his mother grip his shoulders and before he could react he heard her scream and started crying. It has then he realized that it was at this junction she had met with that fateful accident.
She was still sobbing when they reached home and Vicky drawing her his arms 'Mom it's high time you forget it. You have to forget that you were the cause of that accident. Now that you have even been cleared by the law you need not blame yourself,' said he.
'How can I forget that one life was lost. How can I forget that, tell me,' she asked rapping her fists on his chest and crying.
'Yes a life was lost and you had nothing to do with it and moreover there's no point in shedding tears on the person who did nothing for you. Now you ought to look forward,' he said as he held her strongly in his arms.
'No I can't, I can't,' Shyla started crying and no matter how hard he tried to pacify she did not head to any of his advice. Seeing her sobbing continuously Vicky taking hold of her glued his lips on hers and before a surprised Shyla could react kissing her again he cut short her sobbing. At that moment he hand no idea as to how his hand had travelled to her bosom.
At first Shyla thought of reprimanding him on his behaviour but when she felt him kissing and his masculine hand on her bosom the urge, the sexual desire and the lust which was deep rooted erupted and unable to withstand it she meekly surrendered.
Moving her face aside 'one does not take advantage of a helpless woman,' she said.
'It was to stop you from getting too emotional Mom,' he replied.
'Is that how one stops it,' she asked wiping her lips.
'At that moment of time I had no other option available,' he replied.
'Could you not have thought of something else and don't you think you were harsh? Is that how you kiss?' she asked.
'Kissing those lips I think I got carried away and I promise the next time it won't be so harsh,' he said.
'And that's if you get a chance to kiss me again' she said.
'Have I not told you next time it would not be so harsh,' he repeated again.
'What if you get carried away? who's going to stop you,' she asked.
'I am sure I won't get carried away,' he replied.
'But still what assurance do I get. Don't I know the way you tried feeling them, it was very bad of you,' she said and suddenly felt she ought not have let it out.
'That was by instinct Mom. I myself don't know how my hand had travelled so far maybe as they looked irresistible my hand might have played its part,' he said.
'For once you agree that your hand had an active part to play and I don't see what you saw there which could be so irresistible,' she said.
'That's the irony, I could not see what my hand felt and now that you speak of it don't you think I need to see them,' he asked as he placed his hand on her bosom.
This again jolted her 'You are an unscrupulous guy and don't be under the impression that I don't know how you acted in the mall,' she said recalling the sequence when his hand had moved over her thighs.
'That was a different story and this is different. In the present circumstances this needs to be addressed immediately,' he said as he started unhooking her blouse.
'Why are you guys hell bent on seeing them. Am I to believe that you have not seen any before,' she asked.
'Its not a question of what we have seen or what we have not seen. It's the time the place and who they belong to is what that really matters. One can never imagine the pleasure one derives when one gets to unhook the blouse and pull it out from a woman's body. It's this action that stays put in our mind rather than seeing what's stacked behind the blouse,' saying it he undid her hooks.'Well if that's the case and if you are not interested in having a look at what's behind my blouse then I think you ought to stop as you have already accomplished the feat of unhooking my blouse,' she said.
'Yes I have unhooked your blouse but yet to pull it out from your body. Don't forget that drawing it away from your body is what sends a thrill up one's spine,' he said and as the flaps gave way displaying her gorgeous breasts stacked in her black crochet bra, staring at them 'this is the sight to behold for ever Mom,' he said.
'You men are mean creatures who change colours to your advantage. First it was unhooking my blouse and now it's about removing it out from my body,' she said making a crooked face at him.
'Yes it becomes a matter of pride for us when people like you try so hard to conceal them from prying eyes,' and after having pulled her blouse out 'believe me Mom you have the most magnificent pair,' he said as he cupped her warm breasts.
His words and the feel of his warm hand on her breast shook her up and as it was getting difficult to contain the burning desire churning inside her body 'don't you think you had enough,' she said covering herself up.
Seeing her covering up Vicky too felt he had gone a bit too far. He felt he was not sure as to how she would respond if he continued further. Thinking it would be better to give her some time 'we need to go out tomorrow Mom,' saying it he moved away from her to go to his room.
Shyla was pleased by the way he had responded when she had asked him to stop. It made her feel comfortable thinking that every teenager passes through such a time and she had nothing to worry about it. More than him she was worried as to how her body was responding. Thinking that she had to control herself more than him she went to her room.
Next evening she was ready to go out. Dressed in a black sari it had even surprised her when she had looked in the mirror. Running a comb through her hair she decided to let it be untied. This added extra appeal and having dabbed perfume as she stepped out Vicky was mesmerized by the way she looked.
Having her seated by his side and inhaling her body aroma he felt ecstatic. Every now and then he stole a glance and when they had reached a cross section slowing down the car 'move closer Mom,' said he.
Shyla obliged and as she moved closer putting an arm around her and pulling her up 'do you feel comfortable Mom,' he asked.
'With you by my side I always feel comfortable but you have not told me where we are going,' asked Shyla.
'Yes I was coming to that point. We are going out for dinner Mom and before that I want you to sit tight and not create a scene as you did yesterday. I am taking you to the very spot where the accident occurred and hold me if you want,' he said.
Shyla braced herself and when they neared the spot moving closer she grabbed his arm and when they finally crossed it she felt a sense of relief.
Vicky felt glad that she had accomplished the feat without any hiccups. Turning to face her 'you deserve a treat Mom,' he said.
Shyla felt excited on having crossed the hurdle without any fear. Feeling it was her son who had helped her she felt indebted to him and this made her snuggle closer.
To add to this Shyla was surprised by the way he carried himself in the restaurant. Standing tall he guided her to the table and by his actions she felt he was not her boy anymore but a grown up stranger.
Whole of the evening while they were at the restaurant she felt the stranger eyeing her up. Not even a second was lost when his eyes looked the other way. Many a times she felt his eyes were undressing her and this chilled her. She thanked herself that she was at a restaurant and not at home. Finally when it got over and as they moved out Vicky was surprised to see her taking the driver's seat.
As Shyla drove Vicky kept an eye on her and as she negotiated the junction and steered the car into the garage bending over he kissed her on her lips.
'Thanks, thanks for being a thorough gentleman. Now if you would move aside I would like to park the car without any dents on it,' she said smilingly.
On entering the house Shyla to avoid him as she started walking briskly towards her room 'can you not stay back for a while,' she heard him call out.
This made her stop in her tracks and turning to face him 'is it necessary that you want me to,' she asked biting her lip.
'Yes I have been wanting to have a talk with you,' he replied.
'Can it not wait till I go and change,' she asked trying to stall him.
'No don't change as it's your sari that I want to talk about,' he replied.
'What has my sari to do? And why drag it into the picture,' she asked getting excited.
'Coz seeing you dressed in that sari had me mesmerized,' he said.
'In what way did my sari mesmerize you,' she asked moving closer.
'The black sari draped around your fair body and your untied hair cascading on your face had a mesmerizing effect on me. You did not look like my Mom anymore and I thought I was escorting some gorgeous stranger,' he said.
'Call it a coincidence as I too saw a few changes in you. The way you carried yourself, the way you escorted me and the way you handled things at the restaurant you were so adorable that I felt you were not the teenager I have known. But for your prying eyes you were a thorough gentleman,' she said shyly.
'You don't know how you looked Mom. I was enchanted by your looks and could not move my eyes away even for a moment.'
'Where your eyes feasting on your mother or on a stranger,' she asked.
'I think they were feasting upon a stranger,' he replied.
'Why, why did you think of her as a stranger rather than your mother,' she asked.
'Because I thought I would be more comfortable eyeing at a strangers body than that of my mothers,' he replied.
'If you did not feel comfortable with your mother how come you kissed me a few moments ago,' she asked.
'I was inspired by the way you handled the return journey. It was in this excitement that I kissed you,' he replied.
'And what about the Mall. Do you think I don't know what happened there?' She asked.
'That was to lend you support otherwise the crowd would have pushed you around,' said he.
'To lend support one does not need to grasp my thighs,' she said.
'That could have been an accident,' he said holding her in his arms. 'I can't express how I felt having you so close and while an opportunity arised my hand could have wandered here and there,' he said.
'It was not just here and there I felt your hand wandering but I felt you had some specific destination in your mind,' she said.
'Yes I did have a place in mind but alas I could not reach it. That is the reason why I said I want to be with a stranger rather than my mother.'
'Do you have any idea how far your hand had reached, ' she asked.
'By the heat my hand encountered I think I was pretty close to my destination,' he said.
'Yes you were very close but still you did not muster enough courage to reach the destination, why?' she asked feeling ecstatic.
'On having felt your inner thighs and the heat generated I thought if I had proceeded any further you know very well what could have happened. I wanted that feeling to linger as long as possible and moreover you were not the stranger but were my mother,' he said.
'Would it have been any different if it were not your Mom? And how would you have addressed that stranger. I mean by what name would you have called her,' she asked.
'Obviously it would have been different if you were a stranger and what better name could one have suggested other than calling her Shyla,' he said and waited for her reply.
Hearing him use the name Shyla she felt dizzy and getting enthralled by it 'yes Shyla would be most appropriate. So if it were Shyla instead of your Mom would you have reacted differently, ' she asked.
'Yes it could have been totally different. Tell me who am I speaking to now. Is it my Mom or is it Shyla,' he asked biting her cheek.
'It could be anyone of your choice. Tell me whom you would fancy,' she asked him.
'I would fancy anyone who would respond when I call out Shyla,' he replied.
'Is it not a fact that you like to call me by my name? Even I like it when you use my name. In a way it shows your maturity, your command and your views in the present situation,' she said.
'What present situation holds is very promising Mom. What would anyone desire other than feeling up a gorgeous body such as one possessed by you,' and sliding his hand down from her shoulders on to her back 'this curvaceous back, one ought to feel its curves to believe it to be so enticing,' he said and continuing caressing her back 'feeling your warm back shoots up such a desire that it engulfs the whole body,' he said.
'How would I have known about my back when no one has complimented me on it,' she replied.
'It's because so far no one has touched your back the way you ought to have been touched,' and bringing his hand down on to her buttocks 'these mounds they are so beautifully crafted that it could hardly be replicated on any other woman. Marvellous, stupendous Mom,' he said as his hands went sweeping down over her lush buttocks.
'It seems you are well versed in making a woman feel elevated be it with your words or with your deeds,' she said.
'It comes naturally when you have a gorgeous woman by your side. Sometimes I wonder whether my hand really felt those voluptuous thighs of yours,' he said.
Getting excited 'If it were not your hands then what was it that was crawling between my thighs,' asked she.
'Yes I was fortunate that my hand had travelled that far a distance. Having my hand on those hot thighs was the best part of that evening,' he said trying to make room for his hand to slip between her thighs again.
Feeling his hand trying to slip between her thighs 'do you think any stranger would allow you to play with her thighs. Do you think she would allow so much liberty as to slip your hand between her thighs? Don't forget that we are still strangers,' saying it she stepped back.
'Then how do I get to know you better,' he asked trying to grab her.
Moving out of his reach 'Keep trying and you may succeed,' she replied winking at him.
'Okay how about going on a long drive tomorrow,' he asked.
'Yes that would be a great start till then I suppose you know how to take care of,' letting out those words she ran to her room.
Hearing her words 'Mommmmm,' Vicky screamed with joy.
Once entering her room Shyla felt bad for having teased him. She felt bad as she had asked him to take care of and she was sure he had understood what she meant by it. The whole night she kept thinking how she could make amends.
With these thoughts still lingering in her mind dressed in a simple sari as she stepped out 'do you want to drive Mom,' asked Vicky.
'No, not with you sitting by my side,' she replied in a light tone.
'What's wrong if I sit besides you,' he asked as he took to the wheel.
'A devil can be tamed but not you and your dirty hands. Do you think you would be able to stop them from roaming here and there,' she asked.
'Not if the companion is as gorgeous as you are,' he replied as he tried to grab her.
'And that's exactly the reason why I don't want to drive. I will be safe so far as your hands are tied down,' she said.
'But for how long do you think you will be safe. Sometime or the other when I stop the car my hands will start creeping up again,' he said turning to face her.
'Right now I need not worry as we are on a long long long drive and you better look where you are heading,' she said seeing him staring at her exposed waist.
'Its not fair Mom. You either allow my hands or my eyes to roam freely,' he said.
'What's there that you want to see. Have you not seen any woman's waist,' she asked.
'I may have seen but not one which is so alluring, so stimulating move closer Mom,' he said.
'You men are insatiable creatures,' saying it she snuggled closer.
Putting his arm around her waist 'this is what every man hopes for. It's his dream to have a gorgeous woman in his arms when on a long drive. It feels so good to have you so close Mom,' he said and taking hold of her hand he placed it on his thigh.
'Yes, even we women look for some comfort. We look for a shoulder where we can rest and forget everything,' she said resting her head in the comfort zone on his shoulders.
'This is life and it's hard to believe its happening to me,' he said drawing her up and hugging her.
'What do I do to make you believe its true,' she asked thinking it was the right time to make amends for her earlier lapse.
Slowing down the car 'why don't you kiss me Mom,' he said pressing her hand which he had placed on his thigh.
'Yes you deserve to be kissed. You deserve it for all the good work you have done and also for being naughty,' saying it she locked her lips on his and kissed him with passion.
Vicky was aroused when she kissed him passionately. He felt as if his body was on fire. Spreading his thighs and pressing her hand on his thighs he made it clear what he wanted from her.
Feeling him pressing her hand on her thighs 'I see that one kiss has brought a vast change in you,' she said and moving her fingers over his thighs she let him know that she had got his message.
'I had never expected you would kiss me with so much passion Mom. It was such a raw kiss that it made my body tremble. It was awesome Mom and I can't say what effect it had upon me,' he said.
Leaning over 'its effect is quite visible but tell me did you feel bad yesterday when I asked you take care of,' she said as she let her fingers move further up his thigh.
'No, on the other hand your words made me scream your name. I was so thrilled so excited,' he replied grasping her warm waist.
'Did you take care of it. I mean what did you do?' she asked as she let her finger touch his hardness lightly.
'No I did nothing of that sort,' he said widening his legs giving more room for her hand to manoeuvre.
'Why,' she asked and this time she moved her hand over his hardness.
'Because, because I believe in practical,' he said squirming in pleasure on having felt her hand on his hardness.
'What do you mean when you say you believe in practical,' she asked biting his cheek and pressing her hand over his hardness.
'I don't indulge in fake emotions but would prefer someone to help me out practically,' he said
'That's good and now if you would park the car,' she said as her fingers reached for the zipper.
In a state of frenzy without uttering a word as he parked the car 'it's hard to unzip your pants when he is in such a state,' he heard her say and finally freeing him from his pants 'have been waiting for a long time to look at him,' she said.
Vicky was dumbfounded when he heard her uttering those words and seeing her fondling it in her bare hand 'do you find it to your liking Mom,' he asked gasping for air.
'He's rugged but nevertheless looks good,' she replied and seeing him breathing heavily holding it in her hand and fondling it 'is this not what you had in mind? Is this not the way you wanted it to be handled,' she said and holding it at its base 'Had you ever thought of it in the morning that I would be holding it? Are you now satisfied with the way things are going? she asked and before Vicky whose body was sweating and was on the verge of shooting could reply, pulling out a tissue she completed her job.
Putting back the deflated thing in its place and zipping up his pants 'now will you take me for that drive,' asked she.
On reaching home after the drive 'I need to rest for a while,' saying as Shyla went to her room Vicky settling down on the sofa started recalling the days events.
After two hours coming out of her room and seeing him slumped on the sofa 'shall I order food,' she asked.
'No Mom not after those snacks we had,' he replied.
'I too thought so,' saying it she went and returned with a bowl of fruits.
Sitting by his side and feeding him 'what does this remind you of,' she asked going back to the time when she used to feed him when he was a kid.
'I don't know about you but I am thrilled by having you by my side.' He said.
'Does it not remind you of anything,' she asked.
'No it does not remind me of earlier days but what my mind is thinking right now I can tell you ,' he said.
'No I don't want to hear it. What could your dirty mind think of any thing other than . . . . ,' she said though she wanted to hear what he had to say.
'Its nothing of that sort . Mom why are you looking so pale?' he asked.
'I have had those cramps,' she replied.
'Then why don't you lie down on my lap ,' he said.
Feeling excited on the proposition 'are you sure it's okay,' she asked wrapping her sari around her body tightly .
'Do you think its necessary to cover your body like that,' he asked.
'One never knows how you would act once you have me on your lap,' she said coming to rest her head in his lap.
'Yes one never knows how I would react and it looks very pretty Mom,' he said.
'What could look so pretty when I have fully covered my body. What did you see that looks so pretty,' she asked.
'You may have covered your body with your sari but I don't think you can stop your chest from heaving. Looking at the impressions of your heaving breasts behind your sari is very arousing Mom,' he said.
'Is that why you wanted me to lie on my lap so that you can a good view of my heaving breasts. I fail to understand how I can keep my body away from your prying eyes.
'No need of trying it Mom. However hard you try you can not stop my eyes from piercing through your clothes. I can even see that you have entwined your legs and its not because you want to hide your thighs but its because you are aroused. Kiss me Mom,' he said.
Shyla was waiting to be asked and drawing him closer and looking into his face 'At first I ought not have agreed to lie on your lap. I should have read your dirty mind,' and putting her arms around his neck 'I don't know to what extent you men would go to derive some pleasure,' she said kissing him on his mouth.
'You can't even imagine to what extent we may go Mom. Right now its my desire to ravish those lips come closer Mom,' saying it he held her face and started kissing her face lips and mouth and at times trust his tongue into her mouth.
As her lustful body responded to his wild kissing 'is it not a fact that you get steamed up thinking of who you are kissing. Is it not a fact that it excites you thinking of the relationship you have with me. Is it not a fact that you get aroused thinking you are kissing your mother,' she asked.
'Yes it's this relation I have with you and also for the fact how you present yourself Mom. Most of the time you are reluctant and right now the way you had wrapped the sari and left nothing in the open is what added fuel to the fire,' he said and seeing her chest heave its my desire to touch you there Mom,' he said.
'What I have there, does it not have any name?' she asked and setting aside the top of her sari from her bosom. 'Is this what you find that's so breath taking,' she asked.
'Yes you have exotic breasts Mom. Look at the way they are stacked inside your blouse. Look at the way they are bulging out. One ought to be fortunate to undo your blouse and denude them,' saying it as he started undoing her blouse.
'Have you at any time had the pleasure of undoing someone's blouse,' she asked.
'I don't remember if anyone of them had such a gorgeous pair as yours,' he said as he pulled her blouse out.
'Come on don't brag. Though you have a well chiselled body I don't think any sane woman would have allowed you to undo her blouse,' she said and taking a deep breath as her blouse was removed 'come let me see what effect your going to the gym has upon you,' she said pulling his shirt out.'Ah yes! Does this surprise you any,' he asked as she pulled his shirt and bared his chest.
'You have something there which is quite impressive,' she said and running her fingers on his naked chest 'enough to make any woman go mad.'
'To what extend would you carry your madness,' he asked placing his hand on her inner thigh.
'Don't you think after what happened yesterday we have gone a bit too far,' she said feeling his hand sneaking underneath her thighs.
'But still don't you think it's well within limits if I want to feel you there. I mean when you have done why am I facing resistance,' he said trying to force his hand between her hot thighs.
Feeling his hand wedged between her hot thighs trying to gain more access, her body trembled and biting her lips and trying to stop his hand from venturing any further. 'With me it was different and with you its not possible, how can I tell you,' she said and as his hand squeezed through her hot thighs. Resisting to cry out his name she held on to him tightly and when he closed his mouth on her and pushed his tongue deep, her body shuddered and she had a huge orgasm.
Coming out of his arms and unable to face him 'I need to visit the rest room,' saying it with her feet staggering she reached it.
Vicky waited patiently and as she stepped out of the rest room 'I wished you had not latched the door,' he said.
Next morning seeing her draped in a sky blue sari with her petticoat caressing her rounded mounds Vicky stood still for a few moments gazing at her buttocks. Unable to withstand the sight coming to stand behind and planting a kiss on her nape he wished her 'good morning.'
'Did you sleep well,' asked she continuing with her cooking.
'Yes, but once I started dreaming and finding my dreams not being materialized I could no longer sleep,' he replied as his hand circled her waist.
'One should not dream of something which is out of bounds,' she said as she felt his hand encircling her waist.
'What does one do if his dreams get stalled,' he said and inhaling the aroma from her body 'it feels so refreshing Mom,' he said slipping his hand on her thigh.
'Now if you could go back I need to finish this,' she said carrying on with her cooking.
'Can it not wait for sometime,' he asked moving his hand further up her thighs.
Feeling his hand creeping up her thighs 'did I not ask you to leave,' she said and when he tried again turning to face him 'stop it,' she screamed at him.
Vicky retracting his steps moved away. He felt he should have stopped at the first instance when she had objected.
In the evening as the sun was going down and darkness creeping Shyla finding him standing near the window went up and hugging him from behind 'are you still angry with me,' she asked.
'No, why should I be angry,' was his curt reply
'I have realized that I ought not have screamed at you,' she said and holding him in her arms 'I ought to have conveyed to you in a better way,' she said.
'It's okay as it was my mistake,' he replied feeling her warm body engulf his.
'No you don't understand,' she said and pressing her bosom on his back 'you don't understand the fault was with me.'
'Its okay Mom forget it,' he replied pleased with the way the things were shaping.
'No you don't know how unstable I become. You don't know about the cramps and the pain I undergo,' she said.
'Yesterday I heard you say you had cramps,' he replied.
'That's what I am trying to explain. Its during this period we become jittery and those 5 to 6 days become unbearable. I ought to have told you but I failed to find suitable words. Do you still think I am at fault,' she asked as she bit his cheek.
Heaving a sigh of relief on hearing her out and trying to take advantage of her position 'yes you ought not have screamed at me,' he replied.
'I agree I should not have screamed but at moment I could not think of anything else. Why don't you understand I was helpless,' she said wrapping his body strongly in her arms.
'Could you have not said that you were sick,' he said getting aroused.
'How could I have said that I was sick. How should I have answered if you had questioned me? Place yourself in my position and think about it,' she replied.
'You could have replied the same way as you are doing now,' he said.
'I don't think I had so much time at my disposal. Not with your hand trying to invade deeper between my thighs,' she replied.
'How far do you think my hand had reached. Was it very close to the hot spot,' he asked.
'You are a dirty fellow. Don't you know that one does not talk like that with your mother,' she said.
'Yes but what if I ask the same question to Shyla. Would her answer be favourable,' he asked.
'Shyla too does not have a dirty mind like yours,' she replied.
'Then what compelled her to do this yesterday,' he asked holding her hand and placing it on his tent up pants.
'It was an obligation otherwise I would not have even thought of it,' she lied.
'Even if it was an obligation were you not pleased when you held him in your hand. Did you not say that he looks rugged and has impressive looks,' he asked as he pushed his hardness deeper into her hand.
'Even now I would say that he looks are impressive,' and before Vicky could realize what she had said, unzipping his pants and pushing them down 'turn around so that I can have better look,' said she.
Vicky could not have asked for more. With his rock hard prick throbbing turned Shyla having a look at his tent up briefs 'don't you think it would be more enterprising if you could pull your shirt out,' she said and pulling it out when he stood in front of her with only his briefs on 'now the devil there looks more menacing,' she said.
'Since morning he's in that state Mom,' he said as he proudly presented his hardness to her by moving his legs.
Running her fingers around and gauging its dimensions 'what made it to rise to such proportions,' she asked.
'He was aroused on having a look at the way you had the sari wrapped around this morning. Rather than covering up they were instrumental in displaying your buttocks more provocatively and having captured that sight he has yet to loose its hardness,' he said.
'So it was my buttocks that attracted you,' saying it she went down on her knees and taking hold of his briefs 'don't you think he deserves to be freed,' she said and before he could utter a word pulling down his briefs and staring at it with eager eyes 'it would not be wrong to say that every woman's desire would be to posses one like this,' she said taking hold of his hardness in her hand.
'And what more would any man ask for when a gorgeous woman would hold it in her hand for him,' saying it he brushed his prick on her cheek.
'Yes, holding such a treasure in her hand it would not be wrong to say that many nasty thoughts might crop in her mind,' she said as she fondled his prick lovingly.
'What nasty thoughts,' asked Vicky whose body temperature was rising.
For instance she would have loved the feel of it on her face,' she said pressing it on her cheek.
'And,' asked Vicky feeling his cock pulsating in her hand.
'And having it so close the next most favourable option would be to kiss it. What do you say? Do you want me to kiss him?' she asked bringing its head close to her lips.
Looking at his cock poised over her mouth Vicky could no longer hold back and before her lips could close on it moving away he shot his cum all over.
Wiping it with her sari as Shyla got up to go she stood in her tracks when she heard him say 'when would you be free from your sickness Mom.'
'You got to wait for a couple of days more,' she replied.
'And how would I come to know that you have been cured,' he asked.
'That's when you see me leave the door unlatched,' she replied.
Those words were music to his ears and whistling softly he went to his room.
Next morning as Vicky went in search of his Mom he was stunned when he found her bent over the washing machine.
Seeing her dressed in a loosely tied sari which revealed more than what it could hide and displaying her exquisite mounds to full view Vicky could not have dreamt of a better sight to start his day.
With his eyes glued at her exposed back as he moved towards her, Shyla took a deep breath as the timing of her act had perfectly matched his moves.
Since morning she had thought how to attract him and after many a trails she had finally thought of this plan and she patted her own back for her timing it to perfection. In no way could he have judged it to be an act as washing of clothes in the morning was a daily affair she thought.
Coming to stand besides with his eyes piercing the thin material of her sari covering her buttocks 'is it necessary that you have to wash the clothes early in the morning,' asked he.
'It becomes mandatory when you have a dirty fellow shooting up unmindfully,' she replied smiling to herself.
'Yes it is easy for you to blame but at any time have you given it a thought how difficult it becomes for us to hold back,' he said playing with her tresses.
'If you had some patience then I think you would have been rewarded more favourably,' she said hiding her smile.
'It was not possible to hold back when you were hell bent upon getting it done as you are doing now,' he said.
'What have I done now that you start blaming me,' she replied smilingly.
'Do you have any idea as to how you are dressed. Do you think you are well covered. Do you know what effect it has upon me. You look more desirable wearing the sari than you would be without it. You look more sexier wrapped in that sari than you would look on being naked,' he said.
'I could have been a little clumsy while dressing but its your dirty mind that lets your eyes penetrate through my clothes and sends feedback back to your . . . .? I don't think I have to tell you where,' she said looking down at his swollen pants.
'Yes and finally everything ends up there is it not,' he said placing his hands on her robust mounds.
'Yes finally it ends up there if that's what your dirty mind thinks of,' she replied.
'The way you have dressed don't tell me that you had not planned it earlier. Don't tell me you did not do it intentionally,' he said softly.
'Why what intentions could I have dressing up like that early in the morning?' She asked.
'Did you not decide to wear the sari in a way it could hardly conceal your buttocks. Had you not thought of displaying them. Was it not your intention to impress upon me you did so. Judging them by any standard I can only say you have the most erotic buttocks Mom,' he said as he caressed them softly.
'Yes I did it intentionally. Tell me what's wrong if I may have done so. It's not only you men who have dirty minds. We too have a body which craves for some action and since you spoke of them yesterday I wanted to bring them to your attention and I see that it is showing positive results,' she said as she slipped her hand down and felt his hard cock.
'I knew it Mom. I knew it from the day I came back from boarding and had that wrestling bout with you. It was there that I found you struggling hard to find solutions which could fulfil your desires. Since then I have tried hard and today I have finally succeeded in having you let it out in the open. And Mom many a times I have dreamt of you in this position,' he said as he started fondling her robust mounds.
'Well as everything is in the open now what is it that my boy had dreamt of his mother,' she asked.
'I have always dreamt of playing with your buttocks Mom. It was my desire to pull your sari out and fondle your bare buttocks but now as you are sick allow me to lift your sari and play with your buttocks,' he said.
'Tell me has your Mom ever tried to stop you. You have her permission to lift her sari. Here I would like to warn you as to whether he could withstand it while you lift my sari. You know he is in a habit of shooting at the slightest provocation,' as she said it she took hold of his cock in her hand.
'No, you need not worry about him. Being in your company he has gained more confidence,' he replied.
'Well if that's the case then let me bring him out in the open,' saying it she pulled out his shirt unzipping his pants 'dirty fellow could you not have said that you are not wearing any briefs,' she asked.
'What difference would it have made when you have seen him naked many a times,' he replied.
'But still have you not heard about ethics about manners,' she asked taking hold of him in her hand.
'Right now my only concern is to lift your sari,' as he said it holding the bottom he started lifting and as her thighs got exposed Shyla I cannot believe I am actually lifting your sari,' he said.
Squirming with pleasure as her sari was lifted 'I love it when you address me as Shyla. In fact it is on being called by name I somehow feel invigorated. Tell me Is it your Mom or is it someone else you imagine when you address me as Shyla,' she asked.
'I only know of one person who goes by that name and that happens to be my Mom. Shyla have you ever wondered how your back looks. With your chiselled buttocks carving into robust thighs is a sight to be etched in one's memory for ever. They look absolutely stunning Mom,' he said and pushing the sari up and having glanced at her lush buttocks ensconced firmly in her panties 'bend over Mom,' he ordered pushing her on to the washing machine.
Shyla who had never dreamt of such a situation could occur in her life went weak in her knees and as she bent down on his command she felt ecstatic when his naked cock poked its head in the valley between her buttocks.
'This is what I had dreamt of Mom. I had dreamt of having you bent over with my cock lodged between your naked buttocks. Though a thin fabric is in the way I want to shag you Mom,' he cried and holding her hair for support he started ramming his cock between the valley of her buttocks and when his cock penetrating the thin layer of her panties touched her nakedness he ejaculated his cum on her buttocks.
Before Shyla who had a huge climax could regain her strength Vicky covering her nakedness moved away from her.
Seeing him drift away she wished he could have spent some more time with her and when he was out of her vision 'I am going to reveal a secret when I meet you next,' she said to herself.
Vicky wandered aimlessly for sometime wondering whether what he had done was right or wrong. It was fine to molest or undress her but recalling what he had done he fell ashamed. Not knowing how she would react he walked back home.
Not finding her in her usual place Vicky went into the living room and sat watching TV with abated breath.
He had not to wait long as he saw her striding down and when he felt she was going to take him to task 'what are you watching so keenly,' he heard her say.
'A reality show Mom,' he replied.
'Oh I had thought you would be watching something else,' she said coming to sit beside.
'What could one watch other than those reality shows,' he replied.
'Who knows when you were out for such a long time you could have procured anything from the market,' she said.
'Yes I could have. Have you heard about the scientific flick which is creating records all over I ought to have brought it and showed it to you,' he said gaining some confidence.
'No I had something else in mind wherein you would have some interest, forget it. What was it you said the other day,' she asked changing the subject.
'Of what you are talking of,' he asked.
'It was about changing places, something like that,' she said trying to recall his words.
'No I fail to recap what I could had said,' he replied.
'Ah yes I remember it. It was about you lying on my lap,' she said.
'Yes I had spoken what about it,' he asked shyly.
Seeing him shy 'Want to,' she hissed softly.
Though he had heard her words clearly. 'What did you say,' he asked her.
'I was wondering whether you would want to. You know it's quite some time since I had you in my lap,' she said.
Those words were very encouraging and trying to regain his lost courage 'why not,' he replied.
This brought a smile on her face. Adjusting on the settee and making room 'come,' she said.
Nodding his head and stretching down Vicky rested his head on her warm lap.
Having him on her lap 'now I would like to warn you not to take me for granted as you used to. You better behave yourself,' she said running her hand through his hair.
'Does it mean that I was naughty Mom,' he asked.
'Naughty? You were like a little devil,' she replied.
'And the difference now is that the little devil has grown up isn't it,' he asked.
'Yes as you have grown up you have also raised the tempo,' she replied.
'Big boys play a different ball game isn't it,' he asked. This time his tone had changed.
'Yes it is a different ball game now,' she replied as she loosened her hair and let it fall.
'Don't you feel this game is more thrilling more exciting,' he said on regaining his courage.
'Yes though the fear of where this would lead is worrisome,' she replied.
'All that which is exciting or thrilling comes with a price Mom. One should be ready to pay for it,' he said.
'While you can play and escape it would not be so easy for me,' she said.
'If you would take some extra care I don't think you would be put to any hardships,' he said.
'No, it is not the only hurdle I may have to cross, there are numerous ones and one cannot count them on fingers,' she said.
'But what about the pain you have endeavoured all these years. Does it not help in your arithmetic,' he asked.
'On paper it does but in reality it's a big question mark,' she said.
'What about the other reality. You are a human being having a body which craves and which is untouched so far. Who is going to think on those lines,' he said.
'My body, yes that is the worst part. The hard I try to contain my emotions the more it craves for.'
'It's not your fault that you possess such a voluptuous body,' he said and pulling the sari away from her bosom 'those breasts crave to be fondled is it not,' he asked.
'Yes and so far even you have not seen them naked,' she replied.
'Yes I have not seen them naked as there was a valid reason for it,' he replied and unhooking her blouse and pulling it out of her body 'now why don't you come out of the shell and say you want me to suckle your breasts,' he said.
'Yes I want you to but how do you think it is possible to suckle them when they are stacked in my bra,' she asked in a husky voice.
'Have you forgotten the way you used to lift the cup of your bra and guide your breast to my mouth,' he asked.
'You are one rotten guy in whole of this universe who wants to enact a scene which if I remember correctly was enacted some eighteen years ago,' she said.
'Yes I am that rotten guy and as far as your breasts are concerned I think it would be to my privilege if you could undo your bra and present them to me as you used to do earlier,' he said.
Making faces at him 'not only are you rotten but you have a filthy mind-set too. What stops you from undoing my bra. What do you think your mother has behind her bra which would be any different from what others have,' she said.
'What my mother has behind her bra or what lies between her thighs though may look familiar but the effect it would have on me would be mesmerizing Shyla,' he said.
With her lust full body trembling with pleasure 'what effect it has upon you is clearly visible and I fear you may loose it once your eyes feast on my naked breasts,' saying it as she unhooked her bra and displayed the top part of her breast 'is this not what you wanted to see of your mother,' she asked lewdly and as he nodded his head 'then what stops you from sucking them,' she said.And before Vicky who was mesmerized on seeing his mother's gorgeous breasts dangling in front of his eyes could react 'Suck them Vicky suck them as you used to do,' said she holding her breast in her hand.
'First let the pleasure of seeing your naked breasts sink in Mom and then you can have them sucked or have them mauled. Shyla just an hour ago do you know much I was worried. I was worried thinking you would take me to task after having rammed your buttocks. I was worried as I had exerted force upon them but now I think I was wrong,' he said.
'Don't you know that we love being overpowered by men like you. No matter what force you apply on our body we take them in our strides. The monster which you possess though looks menacing is always welcomed and to set your mind at ease let me tell you what I had in mind yesterday. Had you not ejaculated so soon I was on the verge of kissing him,' she said.
'Oh Shyla how I wish I had known it before. Don't you think you ought to give me another chance,' he said.
'Though you don't deserve it, come get up,' she said tying up her loose hair in a bun.
Vicky could not believe that he had heard her right. Getting up and coming to stand in front of her he felt as if his body was paralyzed.
Seeing him stand in front of her like a zombie 'do I have to tell you to remove your shirt,' she said and as he went through the notion of removing his shirt he felt her hands grasp his bum and pull him closer.
Having him in the desired position 'think of yourself to be lucky,' she said and zipping his pants and pulling out his cock 'I can't resist the looks of him. He is the most affable monster I have ever held in my hand,' saying it she leaned forward and kissed it hard.
'Oh Mom,' Vicky screamed and grasped her head to steady himself.
Seeing his body tremble pushing his pants down and having him totally naked 'this is how I have always dreamt of seeing you,' she said and on having a good look at his exquisite chiselled body 'now that you have obliged your mother consider her to be yours. You only have to raise a finger to have her by your side,' she said and holding his cock she planted a wet kiss on it.
Flattered by her words 'Mom look at me,' he cried and with saliva dripping mouth as she looked up 'you are the most adorable woman I have ever come across and hope you will oblige me,' he asked.
Pulling out his cock away from her lips 'are you looking for some kinky stuff. Is it not what you are hinting at,' she said.
'Yes and its not my fault that you are sick there. Lie on the sofa and present me your breasts Mom,' he said
'And neither is it my fault,' saying it she stretched on the sofa and pointing to her naked breasts 'is this not what you have in mind. Is it not a fact that you want to shag between my breasts? Is that not what crept in your mind after you had your cock kissed? Don't deny it be a man,' she said and lifting her arms she pulled him down.
'Yes of course I want to fuck them Mom. I have been visualizing having my cock lodged between your breasts ever since I heard you being sick there,' he said and squatting down on her waist and slipping his cock between her warm soft breasts as he started pushing in between 'What do you call this?' he heard her say. 'Is this not what you call a dry fuck? With no hot wet passage to ram your cock in,' she said enticing him.
'Yes this is called a dry fuck but don't forget that you have another opening which is hot, wet and has a passage,' he said and before she could reply taking hold of her face he rammed his cock deep inside her mouth.
Pulling out his cock from her mouth 'why did it take you so long to think about it. Why had you not thought of it earlier. Where you only interested in my buttocks that you tried sodomizing them,' she asked.
'No, I had thought of your mouth earlier but the way I wanted to fuck your mouth was what made me stop thinking about it ,' said he.
'In what way had you fancied to fuck my mouth. Do you still think I am not game enough,' she asked opening her mouth wide.
After hearing her words 'I don't think of you like that anymore. You are one woman who is eager to try out all the stuff,' he said pulling her up.
'Come closer Mom so that I can show you how I would like to fuck your mouth. We will do it my way,' he said and when she obliged holding her face in both hands and pressing her cheeks to open her mouth wider he rammed his cock deep inside her hot cave till it hit the base.
Feeling his cock hit the base she opened her mouth wider and as his thrusts gained momentum latching on his naked buttocks she allowed him to have a field day. Finally after shooting his load as he went soft pulling it out of her mouth 'take good care of him as he no longer belongs to you,' she said as she went to her room.
'Yes Mom,' he said unable to fathom that a few moments earlier he had fucked her mouth.
Being exhausted he had a good sleep. Next morning after having a bath as he went in search he was surprised not to see her. Looking at all possible places and not finding her he returned back to the living room and slumped on the sofa.
Relaxing on the sofa a thought suddenly flashed in his mind. Getting up and standing in front of her bedroom as he tried the door he was aghast to find it unlatched and as he stepped in 'what made you take so long to find me,' he heard her say.'
Unable to see her in the dim light as he moved closer and as his eyes got accustomed to the light he was stupefied when he saw his mother lying spread-eagled on the bed.
Standing at the foot of the bed and focusing his eyes he could not fathom what he saw was a fact. Lying there her body wrapped in a sari with one leg folded and the other spread out, with her waist totally uncovered and her bosom heaving it was something to be seen to be believed.
Seeing his eyes transfixed on her body 'had you ever expected that you would see your Mom lying on the bed like this,' she asked caressing her naked waist.
'Not even in my wildest dreams could I have sketched out such a scene Mom,' he said his eyes glued on her hand which was caressing her naked waist.
'So you have seen something which even your dirty mind could have not dreamt of,' she said and slipping her hand inside the waist band and feeling her abdomen 'obviously this also may be new to you,' she said.
'Yes, yes,' he cried unable to shift his gaze from her hand which was inside her waist band.
'Under such circumstances what would you have done,' she asked as she brought her leg down and spread it.
'I would have done the same as what you are doing now,' he replied.
'You mean you would have loved to have your hand on my waist,' she asked as she held her sari in her hand.
'Yes and set your sari aside so that my eyes could have a clear picture of what lies there under your petticoat,' he said.
'Do you think I have it well covered with my petticoat,' she asked pulling out her sari.
'Though you have it well covered I can still imagine how you are built there from the impressions of your body and it looks most desirable,' he said.
Removing her sari 'would it be of any help in getting a clear picture of what's behind my petticoat now,' she asked.
'Yes now I can see the complete waistline the most erotic part of a woman's anatomy,' he said.
'How do you know so much about a women's anatomy? Have you had any previous experience,' she asked.
'You may not remember but when we had that bout my only intention was to touch your naked waist and believe me many a times I had the good fortune to feeling it,' he said.
'Is that why you took so much time before you could pin me down,' she asked.
'Yes and if I was able to muster enough courage at that point of time I could have done a lot more,' he said.
'What more could you have done,' she asked slipping her hand further down inside her petticoat.
'You would found my hand snaking down there instead of yours,' he replied.
'So you would have slipped your hand inside my petticoat. Is that what you had in mind then? And now why don't I see any action from your side,' she asked.
'Because the show is more provocative, more stimulating,' he said.
'Would it not have been better if it were your hand caressing me rather than mine,' she asked slipping her hand further down.
'Right now my only interest is to see what you have in store there. Show me Mom,' he said adjusting his cock in his pants.
'Being in the state you are do you still wish to see what I have there,' she asked.
'Yes,' he replied eagerly waiting for her to proceed further.
Holding her petticoat and pushing it down her body 'is this what you wanted to see of your mother,' she asked.
'Yes, yes and I had not expected to see you not wearing any panties Mom,' he cried as he looked at her nakedness.
'I somehow missed wearing it today and don't you think it was to your advantage and now that you have seen what you wanted to see of your mother will you allow me to go,' she asked.
'Allow you to go? That too after seeing what lies between your thighs, no way Mom. It may take days or even weeks for it to sink in my mind that my eyes had feasted on your naked cunt.
Preserved in between those voluptuous thighs, amidst the dark forest with its lips gleaming is a sight that can hardly been envisaged and now it's time to consume what you have between your thighs Mom,' he said.
'Don't be under the impression that I am going to allow you have me,' she said as she turned and lay on her tummy.
Coming to sit beside on the bed 'you have made a mistake Mom. Now you look more vulnerable in the position you are. It makes sense for me to have you from behind,' he said discarding his clothes.
Those words hit her hard and unable to sustain the pleasure she was deriving 'don't you have any shame left in you that you want to consume a hapless woman,' she said spreading her legs to accommodate him.
'Not if the said woman has enticed you all the way,' he said and positioning his cock in the valley of her buttocks 'guide him Mom,' he said pushing his cock between her buttocks in search of her cunt.
'What an irony. You want to have me but still cannot find the very opening you want to,' she said and taking hold of his cock and guiding it to her cunt 'can you take over from here,' she asked lewdly.
Straddling her buttocks 'had I any experience before hand then it would have been different Mom,' he said and as she guided his cock into her cunt he was flabbergasted when his cock entered her hot steamy cunt.
Having gained entry into her hot cunt he started pounding her and as his cock slipped deeper and hit the base he went berserk. pinning her to the bed he rammed his cock deep inside her and as his trusts gained momentum crying out her name he filled her cunt with his cum.
'So you have finally screwed your Mom and had your way with her is this not what you had in mind,' she asked.
'Yes this is what I had in mind when I had pinned you down on the bed. Did you at anytime guess what my intentions could have been,' he asked.
'At first I did not but when I felt you take advantage and did not move even after having pinned me down it became clear of what you had in mind. The mistake you made was let me have a fleeting glance of your tent up pants other wise you had everything under control,' she said as she got up to go.
'Where do you think you are going,' asked Vicky.
'I have yet to take that customary bath I ought to have taken in the morning,' she said as she started walking to the rest room.
'Mom do you know that I have to go to boarding home tomorrow,' he asked.
'If I had not known it do you think I would have kept my door unlatched for you,' she said turning to face him.
'Then you may have also thought of how you are going to spend the night before I go to boarding home,' he said.
'I have the whole day to think about it,' saying it she went in and latched the door.
'Oh Mom how I wish my going to boarding home gets postponed,' saying it out loudly he went for a stroll.
Coming out of the room where she had spent the whole day locked in and standing at his doorstep 'what more do you want when you have so shamelessly had me in morning,' she said.
'It all happened so fast that I don't remember whether I had you or it was my imagination,' he said as his eyes swept over her gorgeous body draped in a lemon yellow sari standing at his doorstep.
'If you don't even remember it, what was it that your cock was pounding at,' she asked.
'Yes I remember very well but as I felt it to be a staged drama, its my turn now to show you how capable I am, come here,' he said pulling her.
'I like the way you order and pull me around. Tell me what made you be so sure that I would come and spend a night with you,' she asked kissing him on his lips.
'I knew it from day one that your untouched body craved to be fucked. I still remember you saying "You are not a kid anymore but a grown up devil" and also for the fact you allowed me to lay flat on your body till such time my mind could visualize how it would be if I was fucking you. I had your body well under control all the time,' he said.
'So right from day one you were sure that I would be opening my thighs for you. Now that I am lying beside how have you planned to take me. I suppose not the way you did in the morning,' she asked opening her arms for him.
'No not like that,' he cried and pulling out his shirt as he tried to roll over her 'now don't try to do anything in haste as I am not going to run away,' she said and seeing him hesitate 'don't you want to undress me first,' she asked.
'Yes I would love to undress you,' he said and removed her blouse and while undoing her bra he fumbled many a times.
Seeing him fumbling 'you are searching at the wrong end. Those hooks are not where one would customarily find them, try at the front,' she said.
And on having pulled out her bra 'finally my time has come to feel what I have been trying to feel from day one Shyla,' he said as he slipped his hand over her sari on her hot thighs.
'Would it not be more enterprising if you could denude me first,' she asked getting thrilled at the prospect of having his hand snake between her thighs.
'No, it's my desire to touch you there when you have your clothes on. It is my way of enjoying to lift your clothes and slip my hand between your hot thighs but why is it I find some resistance here,' he said slipping his hand under her dress and trying to squeeze through her entwined thighs.
'I fail to understand you and your perverted mind,' she said and spreading her thighs 'now do you find enough space for your dirty hand to reach my cunt. Is this how you wanted to feel it while it is wedged between my thighs,' she asked.
'Yes right now more than anything else I want to feel your cunt and many a times I had thought of forcing my hand while you were sick too,' he said as his hand finally reached between her thighs and cupped her cunt.
Unable to sustain the pleasure draining her body 'I don't remember stopping your hand from feeling my cunt even while I was sick ,' she replied.
'Really, would you have allowed me to feel your cunt when you were sick,' he asked.
'Yes its not only you people who have perverted minds,' she said and pulling out his pants 'if you have finished feeling my cunt why don't you come on top and fuck me,' she said pulling him.
'Yes, yes,' he cried. Lifting both sari and petticoat and bringing her pulsating cunt in the open 'I could not have imagined a more perverted scene of a son about to fuck his mother,' he said and without her guidance when he hit the bulls eye on the first attempt 'tell me Mom where you not looking forward for this day when I would be fucking you,' he asked.
'Yes I have waited and watched you grow for eighteen long years and it would be beyond your wild imagination to think how I could have spent those days without being fucked,' she replied and now when you have finally lived up to my expectations I feel bad that you have to go in the morning,' she said.
'How I wish my going to the boarding home gets postponed Mom,' he said as he continued trusting his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt.
'If only wishes had wings it could have been possible,' she said and as his pounding her cunt intensified crying 'harder, harder,' she fell silent as a huge orgasm drained her body.
Wrapping her body in his arms, his mouth glued on hers he started pounding her cunt with his cock and holding on to her buttocks as he ripped his cock inside her cunt and felt it penetrate deep, Vicky shot his load and lay exhausted upon.
After a while as his mobile beeped it was Shyla who asked him to look into the message as usually it was the boarding home that sent these messages.
'What could it be other than informing me that the vacation was over and I have to report tomorrow Mom,' he said.
'But still why don't you read it,' she insisted.
Going through the message 'its unbelievable Mom,' Vicky screamed.
'What's it about and why are you so happy,' she asked.
'Due to some reason they have shut all schools and colleges for two weeks and I can't believe this to be true Mom. Think of it think of what we could be doing,' saying it he handed over his mobile.
Going through the message thoroughly 'have you read all the details,' she asked and when he shook his head 'it states here clearly that due to the epidemic all schools and colleges are shut for two weeks and during this period all are advised to maintain social distancing,' do you know what that means??? You better read it,' she said handing over the mobile.
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