I made my goddess proud – 2

It was a winter night the temperature in our place has reached single-digit, at around 9 pm mom called me for dinner. I took a minute and take a deep breath before going into the dining hall, I decided in the mind that I will test my luck tonight.

As I sit for the dinner mom served me the hot foods but my eyes turned towards her. She wears a red nighty and a blue sweater to survive cold. The sweater is a little bit tight as it was some years old, Even in that cold, I started sweating by looking at her hot curves.

Mom nodded me and said “son why are you waiting, take the food before it gets cooled”.

My hand started shivering and my lips got dry but somehow I managed to speak “.

Today you are looking so hot mom” she just smiled and said, “its enough joking now start eating “.

I hold her hand” Do you show me these without covers” my fingers pointed towards her boobies.

She got stunned by my act and angrily”Are you getting mad, how dare you to ask it from mom”

I pleaded “I am asking you because you are my mother, who can I ask otherwise. As I am your only son those are my things, I just want to see it and compare it with which I was seen when I was 5”.

“How would you imagine that and why you remembered those things in mind” she replied.

“Because that’s my strength “my proud answer makes her eyes wet. By the time my hands moves forward to open her sweater hook.

She wiped her tears ” Wait I will show it for you, who am I to keep your strength away from you, see it and do whatever you want to ” she started unhooking her nighty and within a couple of seconds her left melon comes out.

For my surprise, she never wore a bra inside. The sight was so special to me as there is no much difference between the real one and the one which I imagined with the help of my 13-year-old memory.

I put my one hand on it and started caressing it. It may measure 36D, her thick nipples give my hand a good feeling. they were brownish-red and cover little more part of her melon. I just take it in both hands and started squeezing.

Meanwhile, my hands also moved towards the right one, it is also same as the other. now both of them are in my hands I have supreme rights to do whatever I want. Mom closed her eyes and I can see tears rolling over her chin. But I know well that there is always pain before pleasure in the world of lust.

Now its time to taste them and I just started doing it. As I took the right one first my right-hand starts playing with her left boob, I pinched her nipples in hand and bite with the teeth until she feels pain.

Her response “hizz… ha.. ha.. hiz.” gave me some more confidence. I swatched the act to another one in a similar way. I continued it for more than 10 mins. By the time mom pushed me and said”What are you doing, are you misusing the freedom, it’s enough just eat and go”

“But mom I didn’t drink a single drop of milk yet,” I asked in a pleaded voice
“it won’t come to my son, I am old now, did you forgot your mother is 44 years now” She convinced me in her low tone.

As both, I and mom finished our dinner its time for the bed. I said ” mom I will sleep with you in the room” but as she knows my intention she pulled off my request and made me sleep in the living room.

It was half an hour after going to bed and I wake up and knocked on the mom’s room door. As she opened the door I started crying “mom its too cold here and I can’t tolerate it” She melted to my cry and allowed me inside the room.

There is only one large bedsheet available and we have to share it, so we did. Soon after sometime mom go to deep sleep but I can’t, I started my job there.

First I hugged her and then start unhooking her sweater followed by her nighty. Now I can feel her nipples again. I just won’t waste my time and started to suck it with my mouth.

She never noticed it until I pulled up her nighty. Suddenly she woke up and shouted”Suman! what are you doing, do you have some sense” she continues to scold.

But my actions got more intense and I successfully moved her nighty above her trunk. As my face us rolling over her body it finally reached her mid-thigh. The fragrance there give me more strength, as my hands started squeezing her boobs and my tongue is licking her thighs she got some mood, it is indicated by her wetness in the panties. Now I god hooked to her odor and started licking her pussy juice from above the wet cloth.

“Mom do you remember the day I have seen your cunt, now is it looks the same or not”my question confuses mom. ” you scoundrel why you remember all those things, get out from here”.

“Common mom, why are you scolding me! am I doing wrong!? I have seen it before and now I wanted to see it once again, just show me. why so much of hesitation ” I asked.

She pushed me back and said,” get out rascal, do you think I am a bitch”.

“Mom! Why are you talking like this? I am your son, the only man in your life after my Dad”.

“Oho! you are coming in that way, alright the happened is over now shut up and sleep peacefully,” she ordered.

 

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