Gangbang With Step Mom - Part I

Added 23 Jan 2010 in Incest

In an earlier 5-part account which I posted on ISS entitled Step Motherly Love, I had written about my lovely stepmother who was 30 (and I was 19) when we started fucking every time I came back home to my village during holidays from my hostel. My mother was a robust and fair woman with big breasts and swinging ass and was crazy for sex.

We fucked like rabbits all over the house in my father’s absence and indulged in the most perverted acts without any inhibition. I fucked her doggy style; I fucked her standing against the wall; I fucked her in the terrace; I fucked her in the mouth and I fucked her in the ass which I loved; I piddled on her beautiful face while she licked every drop; we shat together in the bathroom and cleaned each others ass.

I licked her ass and she licked mine. We fucked when we ate and we fucked when we bathed together. We were like two fuck machines fucking away to glory in every conceivable manner. We fucked under the bed and we fucked inside the cowshed, amidst cow dung and on haystack and there were times when we fucked in the sugarcane fields where she hitched her sari up to her waist and I pulled out my dick and gave her a series of quick thrusts while she panted away like a bitch.

It was like heaven and it was with a heavy heart that I had to go back to town to resume my study at school. I stayed at a private hostel and shared a L-shaped room with three other friends. They knew about my trysts with my stepmother and I had to fill them in with every minute detail and they would strip and masturbate while I narrated my trysts with my stepmother.

The last day I spent with my mother before coming to town was a memorable one. I had woken up early in the morning with a heavy bladder and needed to pee. But I was feeling too lazy to get up and walk up to the bathroom in the courtyard. I looked at the clock and saw it was already 6.30. My mother would enter in another half an hour with a cup of tea and wake me up and give me a quick blow job and go out of the room and start preparing breakfast for my father.

This was a daily routine I woke up every morning with the sweet sensation of my mother’s mouth around my erect cock. She would suck me vigorously, wipe the semen off her mouth with my pyajama and then leave quickly. It was risky affair because the door would be open but the danger of being discovered by my father added to the thrill which we both enjoyed.

But this particular day I woke up early. I kept on postponing going to the bathroom and fell back into sleep once again. I woke up with the sound of the door creaking open and saw my mother enter the room with a cup of tea as usual. It was already 7pm. I smiled at her and she smiled back. As soon as I saw her I knew that my father who was a rich contractor had already left for the day because she was decked in an attire and style that I loved to see her in and which she never wore in front of my father.

She was wrapped in a yellow cotton sari worn in the sexy Gujarati seedha pallu style with the anchal in front; her head was covered coyly with the ghoonghat; she had just emerged from her bath and wore no blouse underneath. The sari clung to her wet body, revealing chunks of her flesh and her nipples jutted out teasingly.

She wore a thin golden girdle around her slender waist that accentuated the folds of her waist and the payels in her feet and the bangles in her hand jingled as she moved towards me. She looked like a coy bride and kept the tea on the side table. She looked so lovely like this, like a newly married healthy bride, brimming with sex.

Her long wet hair fell in a cascade over her broad bare back. I was having my morning erection; my dick had formed a tent in my pajama. She came up to my bed and sat beside me and looked at my erect cock. I was bare bodied from the waist up. She ran her palm over my bare chest and rubbed my nipples. How do I look?” she asked me. Lovely, mother,” I answered and grappled her breasts over her anchal.

She removed her anchal and exposed her big breasts. I ran my palm over her breasts and nipples and pulled her towards me, her breasts hanging tantalizing over my face. I kissed her breasts and nibbled her nipples, which sent shivers down her spine. Her ghoonghat slipped off her head but she pulled it back; she knew I liked to see her in ghoonghat even when she was bare bodied because she looked so erotic like that.

But her ghoonghat slipped again as she pulled herself up. She raised her arms over her head to tie her wet hair into a bun. I looked at her healthy arms and the deep set armpits which were dark. I loved my mother’s armpits, with or without hair and loved to smell them and lick them. I looked at her as she tied her hair into a bun; she looked so regal and gallant and beautiful in this state of semi-nakedness.

She had a classical Indian figure with the right amount of flesh at the right places and big breasts and a deep set navel, flat stomach and wide hips. When she walked her big ass moved like a piece of jelly that I loved to bite. After she had finished tying her hair, I pulled her towards me again and raised her arms and buried my nose into her armpit. She began to moan as I sniffed her armpit and ran my tongue over there and kissed her there.

She shifted her body and brought her other armpit to my nose and I began to lick her there and kiss her. Then I pushed her back and raised my arms over my head. She got the hint and immediately bent down and kissed my hairy armpit. Her breasts touched my chest as she licked both my armpits and smelled them as I moaned in pleasure.

She flicked her tongue like an expert and wetted the hair. She then got up and smiled at me, “You liked it?” Yes mother,” I replied. “Do you like my smell?”I like you all over, darling son,” replied my mother softly. She now brought her fingers again over my chest and stroked my nipples. She lowered her hand and brought it to my stomach. She began to stroke my navel with her finger. I held her hand and guided her towards my cock. She held the cock over the pajama.

What are you waiting for, mother?”She pulled the string of my pajama and took out my dick and looked at it. She lowered the foreskin and exposed the tip. It was dirty with white grime. She took the end of her anchal and gently rubbed off the white dirt. It was clean now. Then she bent down and took my penis inside her mouth and began to suck me as I began to groan in pleasure.

She ran her tongue over my scrotum and the region between my scrotum and rectum, sending down shivers through my spine. My bladder was heavy and I knew it would take a long time for me to cum inside her mouth; I needed to pee badly in order to enjoy her better but I was too lazy to get up and walk up to the bathroom. I thrust my stomach up.
“What happened?” she asked me.
“I want to pee,” I said.

Oh my good,” she exclaimed. I don’t want to go to the bathroom,” I replied.
“Then where would you pee?” she asked.I want to pee on you, mother.”
“Dirty fellow,” she laughed. “You know I have already taken my bath?”
Please mother, let me pee on you,” I begged. She thought for a moment. Then she smiled at me and said okay. I got up now and sat at the edge of the bed with my legs dangling from the edge. I kissed her softly on the mouth and asked her to get down on the floor.

She obediently got down on the floor and crouched between my legs. Then she pulled down my pajama completely. I was completely naked. She looked up at me and smiled. I did not have to say anything. “Do it now,” she softly said and I placed my erect dick above her face and stroked her eyes with my dick as she closed her eyes. I ran the tip of my penis all over her face, her lips, her rosy cheeks, her nose that had a golden ring, her forehead that glistened with sindoor and back to her lips. Then I began to piddle on her…

She opened her mouth and took in the warm jet of stream; most of it trickled down her neck and shoulder. She closed her eyes. She held up her breasts with her hands and lifted them; I directed my urine to her breasts and lowered myself and rubbed her erect nipples with the tip of my dick. Then I moved up her beautiful face again and continued to piddle on her lovely face. The floor was wet with my urine. I continued to piddle all over her, drenching her in the warm golden shower as she closed her eyes and looked up at me…

I finished peeing and smiled at her. She was completely drenched now. The sindoor on her forehead had got smeared over her forehead and she looked like a devi from the heaven. Her sari had got wet with my urine and stuck to her healthy body which glistened. She opened her eyes and looked at me. I smiled back at her.

I raised my right leg and placed it on her breasts and took her nipple between my. I pinched her nipple softly with the fingers of my foot and she uttered a soft cry. Then I gently pressed her breasts with my foot and gently pushed her. She fell down with a thud on the floor, trying to check her fall with both her hands. The floor was already wet with my urine and she fell on it, wetting her ass. She was bare from the waist up and her melons looked up tantalizing at me.

I got up from the bed now and stood over her, my feet on each side of her body as she lay down on the floor and looked up at me. I looked down on her as a conqueror. She raised her healthy arms over her head tantalizingly and I looked at her dark armpits. I bent down and yanked off her sari. She wore a slinky red cotton panty. I turned her over with my leg and looked at her big ass.

The panty had got stuck at the crevice of her ass. I bent down again and pulled out the panty from inside the crevice of her buttocks and rolled it down. She had a tantalizing piece of ass. I kissed her ass and slowly inserted my finger inside her rectum and she said ouch! I pulled out my finger and stood up again. There she laid naked like the day she was born on the floor.

I turned her over again with my foot towards me. Then I ran my leg over her belly and stroked her breasts, her armpits and her thighs; I turned her around with my leg again and made her face the floor. Her big ass glistened in the wetness and her mouth touched the urine on the floor. I kneaded her soft ass with my leg and pressed it with my toe. I kicked her softly on her soft ass. I tried to insert my toe into her rectum but it was not possible from this height. So I ran my toe down the crack of her ass.

Then I rolled her again and she faced me. She looked so lovely and vulnerable like this, naked on the ground while I stood over her. I rubbed the area between her thighs with my toe. I could feel the wetness. “Come now, enough of looking at me,” she declared and gently spread her thunder thighs. I lowered myself on her and kissed her softly on the mouth;

I kissed her breasts and nibbled her nipples as she groaned in pleasure. She then held my dick and guided me inside her bushy cunt while my hands grappled her big breasts and pinched her nipples. Then we started to fuck… And we fucked like mad, uttering abusive words and I called her my sweet whore and she called me oh my lord go on fucking me and she called me mother-fucker and I called her behenchod and I kept pumping her and pumping her and she gave out a loud fart and

I farted back and I continued fucking her and calling her dirty names and then I felt the pressure building inside my penis and I knew I was coming so I increased my speed and she knew I was going to ejaculate so she started moaning louder and I let out my first jet of cream inside her cunt and she screamed and I let out load after load inside her till there was no more and she climaxed in one single shriek as I collapsed on her bounteous body, completely spent

I laid on her body like that as she held me in her arms and both of us closed our eyes. We were exhausted and the day had just began. We laid like that for some time. She gently rolled me over to the side and got up. She took up the wet sari and wringed the urine off it and rubbed her body and thighs and her cunt; she then rubbed my body too and cleaned my penis softly. Then she asked me to get up; she would have to wipe the floor with her sari. I got up and walked out of the room naked while she began to wipe the floor with her sari.

She looked so lovely like that, naked and crouched on the floor, wiping the floor as her big teats jingled with every move. The rest of the day lay ahead and since this was going to be my last day with her, I was already throbbing with ideas that I wanted to put her to.

This is a small example of our daily tryst that I described in order for the reader to understand the games we played on each other without any inhibition. She took in all the shit I gave her and yearned for more and egged me on to more adventurous games. The sky was the limit when we played with each other. There was a perfect understanding between us and I did not have to spell out what I wanted at any given point of time. She immediately understood and complied: She was my sex slave.

If there was one thing I had never done to her, it was beating her like my father did. My father subjected her to frequent lashings of the belt whenever he was drunk and as a result she seduced me on the rebound; that was her way of getting back on my father. Of course, I didn’t mind; I was getting my quota of sex and fun and how! But to tell you frankly,

I also longed to beat her one day and drive out blood from her fair and lovely body with the buckle of my belt. And I was bidding my chance. And I also knew that if I ever subjected her to beatings, she would enjoy it. She loved me to distraction; she was my angel! Now to come back to the main story…To be continued…Feed backs on [email protected]