Vinod Nair - Indian Family Lust

Saroja was aware of the effect she had on most men and did not fault her son for feeling the same way. She knew that many sons fell in love with their mothers and Raghu’s youthful longing made her feel young, sexy and desirable.

As time went by, Saroja could not escape the conclusion that her son was no longer her little boy, but a virile, good looking young man who was getting a lot of attention from girls his own age as well as older women. But she was flattered to see that Raghu ignored them and only made time for her.

She found herself becoming increasingly aroused by her son’s incestuous feelings and began to wonder if it would be a good idea to educate him about her sexual needs…

In the end, she decided to proceed one step at a time and see where it would lead.

Although her husband’s long absences left her starved for sex, Saroja had never encouraged any of her men friends to get into bed with her. She was not concerned about being faithful to her husband. What really mattered to her was her health and reputation. She was not going to put either at risk by getting into bed with a man who would just think of her as another easy conquest. So she had become accustomed to the habit of satisfying her urges by playing with herself — using her fingers and a few sex toys to soothe the frequent itch between her legs.

Since Saroja was not always discreet about her bedroom activities, her son was well aware of them. Being a healthy and virile young man, Raghu masturbated a lot of thinking about his sexy mother. He saw no reason to hide the fact that he was eager and well-equipped to satisfy her in bed if she would let him do so.

Saroja did not take long to figure out that her son was not only besotted by her, but was also actively fantasizing about her. However, she knew Raghu well enough to know that he would never go against her wishes or force himself on her. She guessed that he was just making his feelings clear to her and hoping against hope that she would allow him to go all the way with her sooner or later…

Saroja had always encouraged her son to hug and kiss her affectionately, and found herself becoming increasingly aroused when he did so. Increasingly his hugging and kissing was getting to be a lot less innocent, and a lot more passionate!

My darling son is certainly not shy about letting me know that I’m a sexy and desirable woman…! she thought, savoring the hot shiver of lust that jolted her when Raghu’s gentle hands lingered a little longer than necessary on her voluptuous body when he hugged or kissed her.

Saroja was also amused to discover that her son made no attempt to hide the fact that he was thinking about her when he was jerking off. It was obvious that he wanted her to

‘accidentally’ catch him in the act if she entered his room.

Unconcerned about whether he was being watched or not,

Raghu had no problem losing himself to the pleasure of masturbation. Making sure his bedroom door was always slightly open to let his mother watch him if she felt like it, he enjoyed lying back in bed with a dreamy expression on his face as he sniffed and rubbed the soiled crotch of her panties over his huge, swollen cock.

Well aware of how her son felt about her, Saroja played along because she was intrigued and excited about where these games were leading them both. The naughty boy… he’s not at all ashamed to let me to know how he feels about me…! she mused, flattered and excited to hear him moan softly with pleasure when he drenched her soiled panties with a huge load of his creamy sperm!

Saroja also noticed that whenever her son got a chance to hug her affectionately, he did so by standing behind her so that he could lovingly rub his huge and erect cock against her big, full buttocks!

Getting more and more excited by her son’s boldness every time he did this, Saroja soon threw caution to the winds…

“Darling… the more you do that, the more you make it difficult for Mummy to control herself…!” she blurted out one day, when he hugged her from behind and lingered a little too long…

“Oooh Mom… why bother to control yourself…? You know very well what’s going on between us… I’m not ashamed to acknowledge that my ripe, sexy mother gives me a raging hard-on! I’m deeply in love with you Mom… going to bed with you will be the greatest experience ever…!” Raghu said boldly, his heart beating faster when he realized that his mother did not appear to be shocked or annoyed by his frank confession.

In fact, she made no attempt to move away from him when his cock sprang free from his lungi to graze her big butt.

Raghu’s expression became dreamy as he enjoyed the incredibly delicious sensation of his mother’s full buttocks rubbing gently and insistently against his enormous erection as she leaned comfortably against him.

“Darling, a mother and son are not supposed to become so intimate… and want each other so much… so I’m a little confused about my feelings…” Saroja said, teasing her son.

She was eager to hear what he had to say and was surprised by his carefully considered response.

“Mom, I don’t believe in forcing you or anyone else to do what they don’t want to do. All I’m asking is… please look at incest with an open mind. Why should we waste time on outdated taboos which don’t benefit us anymore? They are meaningless in today’s world where deadly disease and emotional disappointments are so common. The divorce rate keeps going up because there is little love between strangers who hook up and break up for selfish reasons. We should make our own rules… if only because they will let us maintain our sanity in a crazy world that blindly follows the old ways of doing things.

“Close relatives should not feel ashamed about making love… about enjoying a nice fuck… After all, we are only doing something that will benefit our bodies and minds… instead of destroying them with drugs, drinking and other excesses.

There’s no need to risk our health and happiness by looking for sex outside the family, when we can safely satisfy our needs at home… don’t you agree…?” Raghu said, still hugging and caressing his mother.

“My darling… what you’re saying makes perfect sense… but we must take care to see that no one finds out what we’re doing…” Saroja replied, looking at her son for reassurance.

“Oh… of course Mom! We will keep up appearances and behave like any mother and son are supposed to behave in public. But in private, we can just be ourselves… By which I mean… a sexy, hot-blooded mother and son who enjoy making love… and fucking to their heart’s content whenever they feel like it! Mom… I know you’re a hot-cunted woman who spends a lot of time playing with herself. Don’t you agree that masturbation is a poor substitute for the enormous pleasure a loving son can give you in bed…? I’m willing to be trained properly by you… and of course, I’m well-equipped to do so!”

Raghu pointed out, rubbing his huge cock lovingly against his mother’s meaty ass for emphasis.

Saroja blushed, leaning back into her son as he showered kisses on her face and neck. “You naughty boy… I’d no idea you were aware of my bedroom activities,” she said, smiling at her son.

“Mom… there’s no need to feel ashamed about them… I was so thrilled to know my beloved mother is such a hot blooded woman! You must never feel shy about telling your son that you need some hot loving and fucking, Mom… I’ll never tire of satisfying you in bed… you can be sure of that!”

Raghu replied, his hands eagerly exploring and caressing his mother’s voluptuous body.

“Oooh Ma… aaah…! it feels so good… sooo good when you do that…!” he exclaimed when his mother reached inside his lungi to stroke and squeeze his huge erection.