Ultimate Bathroom Sex With Mom
I am not an idiot. I have always known that my mother, Savita, is a sexy MILF . Even since before I knew about sex and porn, I have always noticed how men of all ages would ogle at her as we walked down the street. How every time dad’s friends came home, their gaze would linger on her for a few seconds longer than it was necessary. I have heard my parents making love, loudly, violently, without a concern that I was sleeping right in the next room. Despite all the attention she got, my mother was quite a conservative lady. She never wore anything explicitly revealing. Even when she wore her saree, it was always tied above her navel and the pallu deftly covered her luscious bosom. Even at home, I have only seen her decked up in sarees, never in a loose nighty or anything revealing, which is why it was a surprise to me when I saw mom wearing spaghetti top, a deep cut, knee-length satin nighty on returning from my 2 years in Germany. “Oh beta!” Mom squealed gleefully on opening the door and hugged me tightly. I could feel her naked breasts, covered only by the thin satin material crushing against my chest. “I have missed you so much!”, she said and stood on her toes to plant a wet kiss on my cheek. I bent down a little to make it easy for her. I hugged her back, just above her ass, and let her kiss me as much as she wanted. From my vantage point, I could clearly see my mom’s deep cleavage. As her wet lips and hot breath brushed against my skin, the hair at the back of my head stood up. And ss did the little member in my pants. I was careful enough to create a small distance between us, so as to not make my lust obvious to my own mother. “Your mother and son love can wait till we get inside. Hey Rajesh, come help me with your bags”, my dad called out to me, undercutting our kissing session. “Go”, mom whispered to me, caressing my cheek lovingly. I kissed mom on her cheek and went to pick up my stuff from the car. As I brought in my bags, mom began going through them with a childish curiosity. She had bent down and was giving me a great view of her jiggling tits. I was shamelessly ogling at her while answering her questions in monosyllables. “Off, come on beta, speak properly with me. You have been gone for two years!” mom said and looked up at me. I didn’t look away fast enough and she caught me staring at her chest, shamelessly. And she immediately covered her chest with her hand. I saw the initial look of shame and guilt on her face turn into a look of curiosity and arousal as she noticed the bulge in my pants. Mom slowly removed her hand from her chest and continued to show me her goods. My visual titillation came to an end when dad came in and I quickly turned away and pretended to look inside the bag, and mom stood up and walked away into the kitchen. “There is some plumbing issue in your bathroom, you better use ours for the time being”, Dad said. So, after exchanging pleasantries with my dad, I went into my parents’ bathroom for a bath. I quickly undressed once inside the bathroom and began jerking off in peace. I pulled down the foreskin to expose my thick, bulging pink dickhead and started shagging slowly, deliberately. I was purposefully thinking of the whack material my mother had given me just minutes ago. I was so engrossed with my thoughts of lust for my mother that I had failed to notice when the door opened or when my mother began peeping into the bathroom. When I finally felt something amiss, I opened my eyes to see my mother standing outside the bathroom, leering at me while I satisfied my lust! In my hurry, I must have forgotten to latch the door properly. I turned away in shame suddenly but kept my eyes on her face. Mom took looked away. She was blushing beet red. “Sorry.. you, you forgot your towel..” she said, handing me a fresh towel. I turned around, exposed my nakedness to her as I slowly took the towel from her hand. Mom tried to look away but her gaze kept lingering on her son’s hard cock. I shamelessly began jerking off, ogling at her. Mom continued to look at me with lust in her eyes. I pulled mom into the bathroom and shut the door behind us. I pressed mom’s body against mine and began smooching her. Mom didn’t protest, rather participated enthusiastically! Our tongues danced to the tune of lust in our mouths while my hands grabbed her firm buttocks and kneaded them. Mom held my face like a long lost lover and grabbed my cock enthusiastically. I snaked my hand underneath her satin nightie until my fingers reached her matching panties. Mom shuddered the moment I touched her mound and pushed me away. “No”, she said, weakly. “This is wrong.” “Nothing is wrong, mom”, I said, tightening my grip on her waist. “It’s only natural. You are a beautiful, sexy woman. And I am a horny young man”, I said and lunged forward to suck mom’s lips. I pushed myself on her, pressing my hard cock on her pussy mound and began rubbing over her panties. “But you are my son.” “That’s what makes this so much better mom”, I said. “Oh god!” mom said as her grip got tighter on my shoulder. I pulled the panties to the side and stuck the tip of my cock inside my mom’s wet pussy. “Hmffff!” mom stifled her cries by biting down on her lip. “Leave me, for God’s sake, leave me”, mom said while still holding onto my shoulders. “Come on mom, don’t fight it. Your pussy is wet, your nipples are already hard. And I know you want it. Don’t you want me to fuck you?” I slowly started thrusting my meat rod into her oyster. “Yes! I want you to fuck me, beta, but please, your dad is in the next room! Have some mercy on me”, mom pleaded. “Aaahhh please mom, don’t stop me now. Let’s fuck each other and enjoy our bodies mom”, I said and I started fucking her. Mom’s muffled cries and the sounds of our genitals slapping against each other filled the little bathroom.