Overacting Mom And How I Fucked Her - Part 4
There she stood with her nighty half torn, exposing her boobs in her bra. Her mangalsutra was seen in full glory, gliding from her neck and ending inside her deep cleavage. Though I see it often, that first sight is still fresh in my memory. The nighty exposed her milky, white navel. It barely covered her panty with the torn half hanging over to the floor. I thanked my luck. I held her navel and pinned her to the wall behind her to the side of the bed. I played with her navel looking into her eyes. In the heat of the moment, she didn’t know what to do. I went in for the kiss. I kissed her cheeks and her lips. She resisted again. Saro- (slight moaning and in between kisses) There is a limit to everything, Ajay. Me- You cum in my mouth, and now talk about limits? You will be my first conquest. Saro- (trying to push) What the…am I just a conquest to you? Go away. Me- (increasing my kisses) Yes, I want to conquer you in bed She got angry and pushed me away and tried to run. I held her bra, but she was running away. So one of her bra straps slid down her shoulder, exposing a bit more of her left boob. She ran to the other bedroom, and I chased her. The torn pink, satin nighty kept falling. Only her bra remains as the nighty was already around her legs grazing the floor. She tried to close the bedroom door. But I managed to get my hand through her navel and pinch her fair hips. She wriggled, and I slipped through as she closed the rest of the door. Me- Thank you, Saro, for closing the door Saro- Chi…I didn’t raise you to be a pervert, Ajay. I’m scared of you. Get out. As she turned to open the door, I held her hand and pinned her to the wall. I wiped her wet pussy with my fingers and inserted the finger in my mouth slowly, looking into her eyes. Me- Why are you scared? Saro. Why is your pussy so wet if you’re really scared? Saro- Mind your language, Ajay. I am ashamed of you. I will never let you see me naked. Leave me. Me- (laughing) Bitch, I’ve seen and tasted your pussy. I’ve seen and tasted your armpit. What is left? Don’t be funny, Saro. She got angry and shouted, “How dare you call me a bitch?” trying to wriggle away. Imagine your mom in front of you in a hot, black pushup bra with her nighty down on the ground. Her pussy was exposed with a bit of hair around it. She is sweating profusely, gleaming in the dim moonlight falling through the window. You are holding her arms above her head with one of the straps hanging from her shoulders. Looking at her with full passion, the natural thing you would do is not let her go but fuck her. So that’s what I decided. I liked her exposed armpits. I started licking her left armpit. It was so yummy. She had kept it clean. So I found it easy to lick her clean pit under her fair arm. I kept licking like a thirsty dog drinking sweet water. She didn’t know how to react and tried to continue our conversation. Saro- (moaning from my armpit licking) No, Ajay. You’ve not seen everything. You’ve not seen my breasts. Save me some shame. Let me leave before that. Stop this nonsense She tried to wriggle away. For some reason, she tried returning to being my mom and not my Saro. I didn’t have much time to think and did the first thing that came to my mind spontaneously. I removed my underwear, and my shaft sprung straight in full glory. Me- Inga paru ma (see here) I took her right hand and made it caress my hot dick. Saro- Chi…leave me, idiot. You are a monster… Me- Yes. You’re feeling my monster, Saro. Don’t you like it? Why did you remind me of your boobs, Saro? Now I have to see them too. I didn’t let her hand leave my dick. I left her other arm, slid my left hand inside her bra, and squeezed her breasts. I took her nipples in between my fingers and pulled them. I took her boob out of her bra and kept kneading it. It was wonderful to feel her boob in my hand for the first time. I leaned on her body and started kissing her. With me squeezing her boobs and nipples while making her hands caress my dick, my mom got horny again and started moaning slightly. I had her back in the zone. I stopped the kiss leaned even closer to her ear, and whispered, “Shall we go to bed? Mommy?” Her voice had gone soft, and she just moaned, “Mmmmm.” She turned towards the bed and started walking. I saw her fluffy, plump ass and gave a soft but firm slap on her butt. She turned her head to look at me but couldn’t say anything since she was already into the session. I didn’t take my hand and said, “Go on.” Speaking of the session. Nowadays, whenever I know we will be alone at home, I leave the office early and text her, “Be ready for the session, Saro.” She will wear a sexy dress without any lingerie inside and get ready to greet me. We start stripping each other right from the doorstep to our bedroom. While passionately smooching each other like dogs in heat. I play with her fluffy butt whenever I get a chance, and the first time was no different. She smiled naughtily and went and lay on the bed. I jumped over her. I took the Swiss knife lying around on my table and cut the rest of the black bra, and threw them away. I had my mom naked under me. I asked her, “What should I taste next?” She looked at me hornily, saying, “Is there anything left to taste?” like an innocent girl on her first night. Me- Yes. I tasted both of your lips, but my cock missed the action. It’s asking for more. Look here, Saro I again placed her hand on my hot dick. Saro- Chi, poda, you incessantly kept pestering and talking dirty to me. You finally convinced me to do these cheap dirty things. I feel bad about myself. I’m a bad mother. I smiled at her and lay on her naked, completely hugging her naked body. I leaned in and started kissing her lips and spoke between intense liplock. Me- Achoo. Don’t feel bad, Saro. You’re not a good mom. You’re a great mom.