It's Not Incest If It Is In The Ass! - Part 2 (Hot Dreams)
It was more than 2 hours since the evening incident. Ajay was yet to emerge from his room. He was too ashamed to face his mother. He wondered whether his relationship with his mother Seema will ever be the same. Will Seema ever forgive him? Will she ever look beyond the transgression? All these thoughts hovered in Ajay’s mind. Just as Ajay was thinking about this, the door of his room opened. It was his mother Seema. She didn’t enter the room. She had a dinner plate in her hand which she kept on the table. Then she looked at Ajay and said, “It’s ok son. I am not angry at you. It was your testosterone that led you to do this.” She continued, “It was also my fault, as I didn’t close the door. I should have realized that I have a young son in my home who can see me in such a condition. I shouldn’t have lost myself in so much self-pleasure.” She concluded by saying, “You can take as much as your time. But always remember that my love for you hasn’t diminished one bit. I still love you as much as I did before this incident.” After saying this, she left. Ajay felt a sense of relief after hearing those kind words. He made up his mind that tomorrow, he would apologize to his mother. He knew it would take time for the relationship to go normal but he had full faith in their bond after hearing her words. He then had his dinner and went to sleep. It had been some time in his sleep when he witnessed an inexplicable dream. He witnessed a woman who was completely undressed and sitting in a bed. It was only her boobs and pussy that were covered in lingerie made up of jasmine flowers. The entire room had an aromatic smell, with scented candles burning. Ajay couldn’t recognize the woman’s face as the room was dimly lit. But the voice felt familiar. She called him seductively and said, “Finally you arrived, dear. I was waiting for you for so long.” In a naughty tone, she quipped, “Now just don’t stand there and stare. Come and devour me, manhandle me, play with me, and just fuck me!” She laughed and then turned around to give a glimpse of her big heavenly ass. Then she ripped apart the lingerie and showered the flowers on the bed. She stretched her butt-hole to give a full view to Ajay. Then she smiled back and quipped, “This is where you belong my love. Tear it apart and make me your own.” Ajay, who was not sweating profusely couldn’t differentiate between dream and reality! He had a massive hard-on. He undressed and then shoved his big hard dick in the butt-hole. She moaned, “Ahhh.. Finally dear, we are one. Let’s celebrate this togetherness by you ripping my ass apart with no mercy.” Hearing this, Ajay started pumping the butthole with his all might. In dreams, one loses track of time. For Ajay, it was endless doggy-style ass fucking of a beautiful big butt woman whose voice was familiar. She kept moaning as Ajay continued pumping. She called Ajay to spank her ass and make it red. Ajay followed it faithfully. He spanked her ass so much that its color changed from wheatish pink to dark red. The more he spanked, the more she demanded. After some time, the mystery woman in her hushed voice said, “You have done all the hard work, dear. Now, it is my time to do the same.” After saying this, the woman pushed Ajay into the bed and came over on top of him. Ajay could now witness the big knockers and brown areolas hanging in front of his face. Without hesitation, he took both of his hands near the breast and started pressing them with full might. Then he bought his mouth near the areolas and started sucking them like a small kid. The mystery woman replied naughtily, “That’s my good boy. Keep pressing and sucking, while I ride you to eternity.” With this, the woman sat on Ajay’s butthole and started riding. Ajay could feel some pain but he was too immersed in sucking and pressing the boobs. He could hear the woman laughing mischievously the whole time as she kept riding him like a pro. Despite all this, he couldn’t see her face. As much as he wanted to see, he failed. Then Ajay felt that he was close. He grunted: I am close. The woman whispered: Cum in my ass. Let’s make this official. As Ajay was ready to ejaculate, he got a close look at the face. To his horror, it was his mom, Seema! Ajay was having a wet dream of his mom!! He wanted to wake himself up but couldn’t. He wanted to run away from the room but couldn’t. Then his mom again whispered in his ears in a hushed romantic tone, “It’s not incest if it is in my ass.” And then bit his ears. She now ordered, “Drain your balls in my ass-hole. Show your love to your mom. Prove that I have raised a stud. As a mother, I order you to CUM inside.” Ajay followed diligently and shot a huge load inside her. With this, he woke up. He saw that he had made a mess of himself. He somehow had undressed himself in sleep and had cum-stains all over the belly as well on his bed. But he still had a semi-hard-on. Then he got up and cleaned himself. He changed the bedsheet and tried to go back to sleep, but failed. As soon as he closed his eyes, his naked mother flashed in front, inviting him for a fuck-fest. He couldn’t believe that he had dreamed of fucking his own mother in the ass. Now he was nervous, confused, and horny. He never looked at his mother as fuck material but one evening changed everything. He knew that his relationship with his mother had completely changed. He couldn’t look at Seema just like his mother. Ajay thought that he had to make a hard decision before the situation go out of control. Meanwhile, in the other room, Seema was preparing to go to sleep. She was wondering how she would approach the subject when speaking to her son. She was mentally and physically exhausted from the events of the evening. And she never realized when she went to sleep. Suddenly, she found herself in her son’s bedroom.