This story is set in India.
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Meera carefully adjusted her saree, the silky material gladly clinging to her 34-28-36 sized creamy milf curves, as she hurried through the lavish mansion in Kerala.
At 40, her rich husband's endless board meetings and travelling not just regularly left her alone, and upset, but it had also started to make her body aching for touch.
Having said that, she still found a lot of joy in being a loyal housewife and a conservative mother - Her son, Aryan, 20, and currently home from college, was the only warmth in the house, and the only source of happiness in her small world.
However that Monday evening, when she pushed open the door to the rarely used bathroom in the third floor, believing it was unoccupied, she had the greatest shock of her life, changing the entire meaning of her existence!!
Steam billowed out, and there stood Aryan under the shower, water cascading over his toned body. Meera wanted to immediately close the door and leave, but not only had her eager eyes locked themselves on to the marvelous sight of his monster cock, almost as if under a spell, her straying brain too was denying her need to exit - Her son's meat was thick, long, veined, and hanging heavy at nine inches, despite not even being fully erect. It gleefully swung around as he turned and moved, completely oblivious of his mother's presence.
Meera's breath hitched, her heart loudly pounding, her pussy clenching involuntarily, making her feel the exact feelings she had been trying to constantly keep suppressed - She somehow managed to back away without getting noticed, but the image of her naked son burned into her mind!!
That night, alone in her king-sized bed, with her husband away on business, Meera couldn't resist. She had been keeping her emotions under control for the last many years, but everything seemed different in that moment. She unhesitantly slipped her hand under her satin nighty, with her fingers quickly finding her unsurprisingly slick folds.
"Aryan!!" she whispered, already circling her swollen clit, soon moaning with pleasure, and as if she had become a totally new woman!!
In her fantasy, her adult son burst into her room while she was changing, his eyes wild with lust. He forcefully pinned her down, ripping her sleeveless blouse open, immediately exposing her full breasts, cruelly grinning over the fact that his mother was not wearing any bra underneath.
"Mommy, I need your pussy!!" he literally growled, forcing her legs apart. His massive cock slammed into her, stretching her tight walls as he raped her roughly, thrusting deep and hard - Meera's fingers plunged in and out, mimicking his brutal pace, her sticky slimy juices soaking the expensive bedsheet. She came multiple times, groaning her son's name, unexplainable shame mixing with sexual ecstasy!!
Tuesday morning, as Aryan ate breakfast, Meera watched his broad shoulders, imagining those strong hands gripping her hips. She tried to remain sane, but by afternoon, while folding laundry, especially her son's washed trunks, the craving hit again.
Swiftly bringing her voluptuous body to the guest bedroom, she hiked up her salwar, allowing two of her fingers to comfortably dive inside her dripping pussy. This time, she happily pictured him cornering her in the kitchen, bending her over the counter, his nine-inched monster cock pounding her from behind, with his loaded sagging balls slapping her ass cheeks as he claimed her like a whore. Her orgasm ripped through her, leaving her trembling vigorously!!
Wednesday, she slyly lingered outside his door, hearing the sound of his shower. Relentlessly peeking through the conveniently large keyhole, she saw him finally come out wet, with his fist casually pumping the enormous shaft that had veins proudly bulging.
The scandalous yet amusing image fueled her evening, and three times that day, she fingered herself furiously - Once in the car inside the enclosed garage of her house, right after she came back from grocery shopping, once in the mostly covered balcony of her bedroom, where she always practised yoga, and once again at midnight, openly in the living room, as she watched her favorite dating show. She never knew she had it in her, but she just could not stop now!!
Each time, the rape fantasy intensified - Aryan mercilessly dragging her into his room, choking her lightly as he fucked her mouth, then flipping her to ram his tool into her tight virgin ass, filling her with thick hot cum.
By Thursday, addiction gripped her. She skipped lunch to lock herself in the same underused bathroom she first saw her own son naked, spreading her legs as far apart as she could, watching herself in the large mirror, as she got raunchily dirty. She was filled with lust, rubbing her raw clit, and it was obvious that the she had began to think that her fingers were not going to be enough to calm her down forever, simultaniously envisioning her son tying her wrists, and repeatedly raping her senseless, until she begged for more!!
Friday blurred into Saturday - Full of constant desperate sessions, as the mother's newly liberated sore pussy stayed wet and sensitive and craving for her son's huge cock.
Sunday arrived at last, and as Aryan hugged Meera goodbye before leaving back for college, his hunky body pressed against hers. She felt compelled to believe that his hardness brushed her thunder thighs, also making her wonder how sensually electrifying it would have been if his rod had actually dry humped her horny moist pussy, over which she had worn no panties to keep protected!!
"If only we both were naked!!" she nearly mouthed, waving to her smiling son, with her face shining bright, full of twisted satisfaction and darker yearnings, and also uncontrollably biting her thick pink aroused lips.
That night, Meera came harder than ever, her entire hand buried deep down her cunt, knowing very well that this taboo thirst would never fade!!
The hurtful neglect she faced from her husband easily paved way to the origin of the incestful obsession she developed for her son, and in her mind, she was adamant that her boy's big banana was indeed a gift from god to have all her miseries removed and to have all her desires fulfilled.
She did ultimately question herself why she wanted her own son to rape her and not just to simply fuck her, but she also straightaway found out that the answer was the peaking hunger she had to be completely owned by a real man!!
THE END