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Sleep on Friday night was pleasant. I had been so concerned and tense about what my teachers would say at the parent's evening that it felt a huge relief for it to be over. Even though I was not doing as well at my studies as I should, my Mum hadn't shouted or been angry at me. I still couldn't believe that Mum had put my penis in her mouth. It felt so dirty, just thinking about it made me excited. I couldn't help touch my penis imagining that Mum's mouth was on it, making it all wet.

I heard a noise at my door and opened an eye reluctantly to see what it was. The door noise was followed by gentle footsteps as I saw my Mum entered into my room. Her black hair was down just touching her shoulders. I felt slightly disappointed as she was fully covered up in her dressing gown.

"I have to go food shopping and then to the Mandir [Indian temple] in the afternoon," Mum said whilst looking at me with a blank expression.

I was worried that she knew that I had been touching myself but, if she did, she did not say anything.

"Get up and I will give you your medicine in my room before I shower," Mum said before turning and walking out of my bedroom door.

Part of me wanted to rest in bed for a few more hours but the other part was the one that had been aroused dreaming about Mum and her body. It was this later part that was the more powerful and dragged me out of bed. I put on pyjamas over my boxer shorts and then went into the bathroom to quickly wash up.

It felt strange going into my Mum's bedroom. It was my Mum's special place and I never had any reason for going in there normally. It was off limits to me. As I entered Mum's room I saw that she was sitting in her bed watching TV.

I hesitated wondering whether I was disturbing Mum watching her morning TV programme but was reassured when she briefly glanced at me and motioned for me to move to the other side of the bed from her. That was the side that my Dad had slept in.

I felt nervous coming in to Mum's room and was slow in moving to the bed and sitting on it. Mum continued to watch the TV and I could hear the TV presenters summarising and wrapping up the breakfast TV show.

It was surreal sitting next to Mum in her bedroom. I was too nervous to concentrate on the TV. I could see Mum sitting in her nightie out of the corner of my eye. It was bunched up around her thighs and her smooth milky brown legs were in sight. I still couldn't believe that until just over a week ago I had never seen more of my Mum's flesh than her ankles.

The TV programme finished after a few minutes and I heard advertisements starting. I saw Mum's hand move and her turn the TV off. She slowly got up from her side of the bed. I was tense and edgy on my side of the bed but tried to look relaxed leaning back against the headboard.

"Ok, let's hurry up. I have to get ready," Mum said as she pressed a knee onto the bed. I saw her began to crawl forwards towards me on her hands and knees on the bed.

"Baahar nikaalo [take it out]," Mum said as she edged towards me.

I was unprepared for her comment as I began trying to pull my pyjamas down and fumbled as a result. Even though I had ejaculated and been naked in front of Mum many times recently when I was around her the tension caused me to lose coordination.

Mum got to me first and put a hand on to my waistband. Her soft hands then started pulling my boxers down exposing my brown penis to the air. It felt good to have my penis out and not confined in my boxer shorts and this helped relieve some of the apprehension I had felt about being in Mum's room this early in the morning.

"Tum kyon taiyaar nahin hai [why aren't you ready]?" Mum asked. Her face expression looked slightly cross.

I was resting up against my Mum's bed headboard and had my legs parted. Mum was kneeling in front of me in her nightie with her right hand loosely touching my semi-erect penis. The nervousness I had felt had resulted in my penis not being as hard as before. Her face looked serious. I felt bad as I knew how busy today my Mum was. I was making her late for her important tasks.

I saw Mum's left hand move to her hip and tug at her nightie. Her left hand slowly rose and the nightie moved alongside it. I felt my penis twitch as more and more of my Mum's flesh became visible as her nightie moved up. I could see my Mum's smooth legs and her sexy hips. As Mum pulled her nightie higher I could see her stomach - it was relatively flat and was incredible for a middle aged Indian lady.

Mum paused lifting her nightie just below her breasts. She then surprised me by pulling her arms up through her nightie folds and freeing them. The nightie now hung bunched up like a belt around her breasts. Mum looked incredible and I felt myself growing harder.

As Mum had lifted her nightie I noticed that she had arched her back and made her body more horizontal, leaning towards me. I didn't understand why until I noticed that I could see all of Mum's hip with none of it being obstructed by material. It dawned on me that Mum wasn't wearing any panties! As I realised this I felt my cock jerk, I felt fully hard now.

Mum began stroking my penis. It felt so good feeling her soft hands on me. The nervousness of being in my Mum's room dissipated as she began stroking me with her long strokes.

I tried to peek down the bed and see Mum's nether regions but I couldn't, given the room wasn't very bright and the way that Mum was leaning towards me. The angle did, however, make Mum's breasts look big - it seemed that she was angling them towards me, towards me face which I found erotic.

I reached out a hand and stroked Mum's bare collar, the skin was so soft and delicate. I then let my hands wander downwards over her smooth body finally cupping the soft skin underneath Mum's nipples. The breast was soft in my fingers, delicate skin but firm.

Looking at Mum I noticed that her big brown eyes looked really pretty though her face was with no expression. Her pale light brown, beige skin looked like it was glistening in the early morning sunlight. Her lips looked pink and plump.

I was slightly disgusted at myself as I couldn't help thinking about how much I wanted Mum to open her mouth and suck on my penis. My penis felt hard as steel and I wanted it to be tempered with Mum's sticky saliva.

"You're making a mess," Mum said sternly, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I looked down and could see a white thread dangling from the head of my penis to my Mum's hand. It was a sticky strand of pre-cum. I felt embarrassed and ashamed. By my Mum's expression I could tell she was not amused at my inability to control my pre-cum.

What made things worse was that I was sitting on my Mum's bed. This made any mess I made doubly bad. Mum hated my room being a mess so I dreaded to think how she was feeling about me wrecking her room also.

As I pondered what to do, whether I should reach out for a tissue and try and clean myself or not, I felt Mum's posture change and her head move towards me. A moment later I could only see the top of my Mum's head and her long black hair dangling down and touching my stomach.

I then felt wetness and a pressure on my penis. It felt strange but incredible at the same time. From enjoying the cool air on my penis I then felt wet and warmness. I realised that my penis was in my Mum's mouth. I felt Mum's mouth muscles working me, stronger and stronger, longer and longer, harder and faster. The pleasure felt incredible - so wet but soft against my mouth.

As I looked down I saw Mum's beautiful hair move back and forward over my stomach. The pleasure I was experiencing was fantastic. The wetness was really pushing me over the head, especially when I thought about my Mum's saliva mixing with my own juices. The feelings were too much for me, I couldn't stop, I couldn't help myself. I felt my cum rising and then I felt myself explode.

My orgasm was obscured by my Mum's hair that was covering my crotch. I felt some strokes on my deflating penis. I felt tired and worn out.

I opened my eyes a moment later and realised that I must have fallen asleep for a moment. The orgasm had been so powerful. Mum was no longer in her nightie but was not dressed in an Indian suit and was standing by her dressing table with her back to me.

"Go and get ready, we have to go out now," she said to me sternly without turning around.

I felt embarrassed being half naked and quickly got up and made my way out of Mum's bedroom. I noticed there was wetness on my penis as I showered and felt amazing that my penis had again been in Mum's mouth.

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Saturday morning was spent helping Mum do some food shopping in the supermarket. I pushed the trolley while Mum picked up the items she needed. She occasionally scalded me for being too slow bringing the trolley up to her or for pushing it too fast around so that the food items bumped into each other.

After shopping we visited the Mandir, where Mum used the milk she had brought to do puja [religious rituals]. I felt strange looking at Mum performing the religious rituals. As Mum moved I saw her top move and I couldn't help thinking about the big breasts under her sari. I had seen them only a few hours earlier. I had to snap myself out of this trance a few times as I know I was bad for thinking about such thoughts in a religious place.

We were half way through the puja when Mum stopped.

"Beta [son], help me get some more milk and flowers from the car," she said.

I thought it odd that Mum had used up what we had brought already, she was normally quite thorough.

We left the temple and went to the car when Mum spoke again and shocked me:

"I could see you were not concentrating in there," she said. Her face had an irritable expression. "You have to be respectful. You need

it again, don't you?"

I didn't know what to reply. Mum must have read my thoughts. I hadn't been able to concentrate. I wasn't hurting but was struggling with the new experiences and emotions that I had been feeling for the past week. I couldn't turn myself off from it and found myself day dreaming whenever I had a spare moment.

"Get in the car," Mum said.

I got into the car and Mum turned the engine on. She drove us for 5 minutes to an area that was slightly secluded. Mum then stopped the car, turned the engine off and looked at me.

"Come on then, hurry up," Mum said to me.

I felt embarrassed sitting in the car with Mum so didn't immediately make a move to do anything. Mum's expression became more serious. I heard Mum tut under her breath and then undo her seat belt. As Mum's hand moved towards me I instinctively undid my seat belt.

I felt Mum's hand on the zip of my trousers and begin pulling it down. Without thinking I undid my trouser button and my trousers opened. I pulled my underwear down slightly and my penis popped out. Being so close to Mum and in public had made me semi hard.

I flinched slightly as Mum's hands touched my penis - they weren't warm. Mum's hand circled around my penis base and the feelings became better as I felt her strokes.

"You have to be quick and not make a mess," Mum said as she continued to jerk me "we have to get back soon."

As Mum stroked me I felt the bump of her fist against the base of my penis. This contact was making my balls move which felt fantastic.

"Touch my breasts, if it will make you hurry up," Mum said

I felt Mum's hands beginning to warm which made me harder. I reached out and started touching her breasts over her suit. They were soft and large. It didn't feel as good as when I had touched them naked earlier in the day but the taboo nature of being in public was still making me excited.

"If it will speed it up, shall I suck you?" Mum said.

Her tone sounded as if she was asking a question but from her expression it seemed she was asking this to herself. I didn't know what to reply so I was silent.

"Do you want Mummy to suck you?" Mum then asked.

This time I detected that she was asking me a question. I did want her to but I was too scared to reply. I also felt so turned on and excited. I tried to say yes but it was barely audible over the noise of Mum's hand against my penis.

Being wanked by Mum in the car felt so naughty. I could hear the wetness of my pre cum against Mum's hand as she stroked me. I knew Mum heard it too as I heard her tut under her breath - I hoped that this was at the mess I was making not at my whisper of a response to her question.

Mum's body shifted then and I felt her come closer to me. Her face moved close to my chest and then down. I felt Mum's stroke slow and then pressure on my penis head - pressure and wetness. Mum had taken me in her mouth. I saw Mum's head move and the feeling on my penis moved in line with it.

After a moment Mum's hand started to again begin to work the base of my penis. The feelings were incredible; it felt like my penis was being stimulated in two places. I really wanted to see what was going on, I felt wicked and like taking a chance.

I shifted my hips slightly upwards so that my penis was flatter instead of sticking up. This caused Mum's head to move flatter too. Suddenly I saw what was going on and the view was incredible - my Mum's big brown eyes looked up at me, her beautiful long brown nose and those red lips parted. In the middle of those lips and slightly swelling her cheek was my penis.

As Mum moved her head back and forward I saw my penis move in and out of her mouth. I saw her cheek move as my penis filled up her mouth. The view coupled with the sucking sounds Mum was making as she gave me head was too much for me; I couldn't hold back.

I felt my cum rising and I yelped slightly as it hit me. To my surprise Mum did not move away from me but continued to keep my penis in her mouth and stroke me with her hand. I felt my penis jerk as I shot and I could see her throat contract slightly as she appeared to swallow.

Mum stroked me one last time, powerfully, and then quickly pulled my penis out from her mouth. She straightened up and put her seatbelt on then drove us back to the Mandir. I was in a daze for the rest of the rituals.

We finished at the temple and went home where we ate. Me and Mum didn't speak much for the rest of the day - I guessed we were both a bit tired from rushing around all day.

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The door opening in my room brought me awake. I half opened an eye and saw light coming from the passageway. My eyes opened further and I saw Mum standing in the doorway, she was wearing a white nightie that ended at her mid-thigh. I could see her long smooth brown legs. Mum's face looked stern.

"You're making too much noise," she said. "You have to stop this."

I had been thinking about what had happened during the day when I went to asleep but I hadn't realised I had made so much noise. I had been touching myself but did not think I was being aggressive with the bed or the floorboards. I felt embarrassed but also guilty for waking Mum up.

I heard Mum tut under her breath. "Come on then," Mum said firmly as she turned and moved away from my door.

I felt unsure about what Mum expected me to do. I also felt bad as I knew how hard Mum worked all week and the weekend was one time she could rest. I got up as quickly as I could, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I was in my boxers and a t-shirt. Seeing Mum's long legs had made my penis twitch and I tried to push it down as I got up.

As I got into the landing I saw Mum's bedroom door open with only a little light - Mum's bedside light only must have been on. I hesitantly went through the door.

"Stop messing around now and go to sleep," Mum said to me strongly as she lifted the bed covers back. I guessed that Mum wanted to keep an eye on me so that I did not touch myself or make too much noise.

As Mum lifted back the bed covers I noticed some pink material under the sheets. I reached out to try and touch it but Mum beat me to it. I realised that it was a pair of Mum's panties as she folded them up into a ball and put them on her side of the room. I felt my penis twitch as I climbed into bed - I couldn't help myself wondering if Mum had been standing talking to me in her nightie without any panties on.

A few moments later Mum moved to her side of the bed and came in next to me. It was a double bed so there was some space between us. I tried to will my penis softer so I could go to sleep but it was a struggle, I couldn't help thinking about me being on this side of the bed - my Dad's former side - with my Mum next to me. I felt so turned on.

I had just started to begin to drift off when I felt the sheets rustle. No lights were on in the room and I couldn't see anything.

"You're moving around too much," Mum said quietly but firmly.

There was a pause and I felt my face flush slightly as I felt guilty for again waking Mum up and stopping her sleeping.

"You need to, don't you?" Mum continued. "tuhanu saun na kara sakada hai [can't you sleep]?"

I heard more rustling and then I felt something against my leg and then against my boxers. I thought it was Mum's hand as I felt the touch against the bottom of my boxers, cupping my balls, before moving up the front to my waistband.

I couldn't see anything but felt air against my privates as my waistband lifted slightly from my body. I pushed my hips up as my boxers moved down slightly. I could feel the duvet against my penis head - it felt good to free myself from my boxers.

The touch moved around my penis and began stroking me in slow deliberate strokes.

"You need release, don't you?" Mum asked me quietly.

I nodded and then realised this was silly as the room was pitch black and Mum would not be able to see me. I felt the strokes on my penis start to become more powerful. On Mum's down stroke her fist touched my balls. I felt my balls move more and more as her strokes increased in velocity. My pubic hair tingled as I felt knuckles brush against them. It felt so good.

"You want to cum, don't you?" Mum asked me.

I didn't know how to reply, I don't think I could reply. It felt so good feeling Mum's hand against my penis. I could hear Mum's strokes becoming wetter and I realised I must have been leaking pre-cum. I was so turned on.

"You're making a mess," Mum continued. I couldn't sense Mum's mood from her voice. She didn't sound angry. Her voice seemed distant, though without emotion. "You're making a mess in Mummy's bed, aren't you?"

The stroking continued. I couldn't help wondering if all those years ago my Dad had been woken up by my Mum and she had touched his penis in the same way she was touching mine. The thoughts were silly but I was so out of my comfort zone they seemed reasonable at the time.

"You want Mummy to suck your penis don't you?" Mum said to me quietly but seriously. "You want to put your penis into Mummy's mouth, don't you?"

I didn't answer. I couldn't answer. The naughty words of my mother coupled with being in her bed had made me mute. The excitement and feelings that were hitting me were incredible. I felt so turned on, so excited.I felt movement in the bed, the weight in the bed seemed to move lower. Then I felt pressure on my penis. It was the same as I felt in the car earlier. It was soft and wet at the same time. My penis felt incredible. I realised that Mum had taken me in her mouth again.

"You like putting your dirty penis in Mummy's mouth don't you?" I heard Mum say.

It was silly but at that moment I felt like a king. I was the king of the house - lying in my parent's bed whilst my Mum sucked me off. I heard feint murmurs as Mum moved up and down my shaft. I could feel her tongue against my penis and her hand rubbing the bottom of my shaft, stroking me, really willing cum from me.

After a few moments I felt the pressure release from my penis and the sensations slow.

"You're going to make a mess," I heard Mum say. Mum's tone was still serious.

A few moments later I felt more rustling in the bed and then a new pressure against my penis. It was hard but soft at the same time. It felt wet though not the tight wetness of my Mum's mouth. It was a lot different. The pressure increased against my penis until I felt I was inside something wet. The bed creaked slightly and I realised that Mum's legs were next to mine. No, not next to but either side of mine.

My legs were up against Mums and as the bed moved I felt movement on my penis. My penis felt wet but not just my wetness. it was Mum's wetness, it was Mum's juices. The experience was new I didn't know what to make of it. I felt tingles all across my penis and to my balls.

I didn't know what to think and I didn't know how to react. The pleasure and sensations were incredible. I realised that I was grunting softly every time we moved, moved together. It felt different to have weight on me not just on my penis, different but good.

Then I felt cum rising in me, I couldn't stop it. The feelings were so strong, stronger than all the other orgasms to date. I'm not sure if it was because my penis was so covered but I felt like iron and I needed release. I grunted as I came. I felt my penis throb as I unloaded. One, two, three, four jets. My penis twitched and twitched as the cum was milked out of me. I felt drained, not just of cum but mentally and emotionally.

I felt the bed move and realised that Mum had moved away from me. Those soft legs were no longer next to me. I was so tired I felt asleep immediately.

Sunday

Panic struck me initially as I woke on Sunday morning. It was the panic of waking up in unfamiliar surroundings. The touch against my skin felt strange and as I awoke I realised slowly that the bedding was softer than I was used to and I was wearing fewer clothes also. Upon opening my eyes fully, I remembered last night. I remembered the feel of my mother's soft skin against mine.

Looking to my left I felt glad that my Mum was not in bed next to me. I felt embarrassed and awkward even thinking that I would have to encounter her today. I resolved after a moment that the best thing would be to not mention what had happened. Mum touching my penis with her hand was one thing but last night I felt her body on top of mine - had we crossed a line? Better not to dwell on it.

A noise in the bedroom startled me from my thoughts; the sound of the door opening. I saw my mother begin to enter the room. She was wearing her dressing gown which covered up the majority of her body.

"Why aren't you up yet?" Mum asked; her voice breaking the silence of the room.

I noticed that her tone was completely neutral. Indeed Mum was not looking at me, she seemed distracted getting herself ready. I presumed that she was looking for a towel as she moved around her dressing table.

"Sorry Mum, I only just woke up," I replied. I noticed my voice sounded quiet.

Mum continued fussing at her things at her dressing table. I knew I should get up and get ready but I felt awkward as I was naked. I wanted my mother to leave the room so I could cover myself and have a shower too.

"I hope you haven't made any mess there," Mum said nonchalantly.

At this comment I felt my face redden with guilt as I knew my penis was sticky from last night and had been rubbing against Mum's sheets. My Mum hated mess. I noticed Mum pause in her actions at her desk and turn to face me. I heard a sound as if she was murmuring and watched as she began walking towards the bed.

With a motion I saw Mum reach for the bed covers and begin to pull them back. I squirmed slightly as my nakedness was exposed and no longer hidden underneath the bed covers. My Mum being so close to me, slightly excited me though and I felt my penis twitch.

Mum shifted to the side slightly and sat on the edge of the right side of the bed closest to me. I could see her dressing gown had ridden up slightly and Mum's legs were hanging over the side of the bed. My mother's right hand then reached out and touched my penis.

As Mum's warm hand made contact with my penis I shut my eyes for a second as I felt the sensation. Her soft skin felt so good against my penis.

"You're sticky," Mum said as she slowly pulled my brown foreskin up covering my penis head and then slowly brought it down.

I didn't reply to Mum. I was unsure of her comment; didn't she remember what had happened last night? The stickiness was her own juices that had coated me. Thinking about it made me feel flushed. I watched as my foreskin covered and then uncovered the head of my brown Indian penis. I still felt fascinated by the colour contrast of my medium brown skin against my Mum's lighter wheat brown complexion. I think I inherited my darker looks from my father.

"Do you want to cum?" Mum asked me.

I noticed that Mum wasn't looking at my face but at my penis and my foreskin moving up and down in her hands. As I continued to watch Mum's delicate hands I noticed that my penis head was becoming stickier as my pre-cum oozed from my penis hole. I hoped Mum had not noticed this as she hated mess. I couldn't help contrast how immaculate my mother's bedroom had been when I first entered it a few days ago to how messy it was with me in here.

"Do you want to put your penis in Mummy's mouth?" Mum asked quietly as she continued stroking me.

My penis twitched again, stronger than previously. I wasn't used to my mother being so direct with me. There was something about Mum's tone that was exciting me.

"Do you want to put your dirty penis in Mummy's mouth?" Mum asked again quietly as she continued stroking my penis.

I felt my penis throb. The use of the word 'dirty' made the situation feel surreal. I was lying on my mother's bed and she was stroking my penis and asking me if I wanted to put it into her mouth. I was naked in front of my mother and exposing my penis to her in her own bedroom. This was crazy, this was my strict Indian mother who, prior to a week ago, I had never seen more of her body than her ankles.

"Bolo [speak]," Mum asked quietly but sternly. "Do you want Mummy to suck your penis?"

I nodded yes. I was tentative and embarrassed but I needed release. The excitement within me was building all the while as my Mum stroked me. Mum, however, didn't move. She didn't react to my nod. What did she want? What was she waiting for? Did Mum want me to speak? My penis felt rock hard as if all the blood in my body had rushed into it, I felt light headed.

"Yess...yess Mummy...," I managed to get out and I saw my Mum's head fall and her mouth open. Next I felt warmth on my penis and suction. "...please," I continued barely audible.

The power of Mum's sucking hit me. It felt so good, as if the hard steel of my penis was being tempered by the water in my mother's mouth. As I looked down to my crotch, I saw my mother's pretty brown face move up exposing the head of my penis before moving down and taking it into her mouth. Mummy's pretty pink lips were wrapped about my crown as her dainty hand continued to stroke my shaft.

Mum had her beautiful brown eyes open and I looked into them as her head bobbed up and down on top of me. The sensation was incredible and I felt tingles in my balls as her hand hit them on her down stroke.

I needed something to occupy me; I was struggling to cope with the sensations that I was feeling. I reached out and touched my mother's neck. Her skin was soft and supple against my fingers. I traced down and came against the dressing gown my mother still had on which frustrated me. I felt annoyed that this dressing gown was blocking the path of my hand so began trying to move it - I don't know what came over me or where this courage came from. The heat of my penis seemed to have permeated to my brain.

"Hauli hauli [slowly]," Mum said as she stopped sucking me for a moment.

I then felt disappointment as she moved away from her sucking action and straightened up. This feeling was short lived, however, as she reached down and undid the robe of her dressing gown and placed it on the table at the side of the bed. Underneath she was wearing a sleeveless white nightie. I could see it bunched up at her knees and Mum's pretty long legs dangling at the side of the bed.

Mum shifted her position on the bed so that she was kneeling in front of me as I lay down. She then bent over towards me so that her head was near to my penis and began lifted her nightie up. I felt my face flushing as my mother's nightie lifted higher and her large brown breasts came into view.

I looked into Mum's eyes as she opened up and again took my penis into her pretty mouth. Despite my penis having received no attention for the last few moments, I still felt just as hard. Mum taking her dressing gown off and exposing her breasts to me had excited me.

I reached out as Mum sucked me and took her left breast into my right hand. My Mum's breasts were not huge but they were a nice handful and fitted her frame. As I ran my fingers over the dark brown nipple, I couldn't help thinking that these were the same breasts that had nursed me as a child. These thoughts made my penis twitch and I noticed that Mum seemed to suck my penis harder as I twitched.

It occurred to me, after a few moments, of playing with my mother's breasts whilst she sucked my penis, that my penis and testicles were not hurting. For several weeks I had been in regular sharp pain; that was the reason why the 'medicine' of masturbation had been prescribed by my doctor. But at that moment, sitting on my parent's bed while my mother gave me head, I felt strangely normal - as un-normal as that thought could be.

As I touched Mum's breasts I found that her nipples were soft but the more I touched and tweaked them they became harder. It made me wonder whether my mother was getting excited. As Mum was kneeling in front of me with her nightie pulled up, I couldn't see her stomach or the top of her legs - I wondered if she had been wearing panties underneath her nightie.

In between caressing those beautiful breasts I let my hands wonder and touched my mother's face and even ran my fingers through her hair as she sucked me. The pleasure I was feeling as my mother knelt on the bed in front of me and sucked my penis was incredible.

"Ooo," I heard Mum say as I felt the suction on my penis stop.

Looking at my Mum's expression, I realised something was wrong which worried me. I released my grip on her nipples afraid that I was the cause of the pain.

"Mera peeth dooka hai [my back is hurting]" Mum said.

Mum began stretching her back and arms as she knelt on the bed. Her legs were together and she was still bent over so I could not get a good view at my mother's crotch. I felt partially guilty in trying to peek at my mother but the blood on my penis was making it difficult to think straight.

I had been building up to cumming as Mum had worked on my penis and I wanted release now, even though I was not in pain as I had been for several weeks. As I watched Mum stretch herself in front of me, her nightie was still bunched up over the top of her breasts.

After a few moments of stretching Mum stopped and looked at me. I followed her gaze and saw that she was looking at my crotch. I looked down and to my surprise saw that I had been stroking my penis as Mum had stretched in front of me. I had never touched my penis in front of my Mum before, such things had always been implied as being wrong and dirty in our household and I felt embarrassed and ashamed at doing it now. I put my hands away as Mum looked at me. Her face looked stern.

"You still need release don't you?" Mum said crossly. "You are taking too much time and this position is hurting my back."

"Hmm," Mum continued as she looked around the room. "khare ho jao [stand up],"

Groggily I pulled my legs towards me and swivelled to move to the side of the bed. I stood up to the side of the bed uncertain of what Mum expected of me. It occurred to me that I was standing with my feet together and my penis sticking up in the air like a soldier standing to attention. I didn't dare voice this thought out load or laugh in front of my mother, however.

Mum's feet touched the floor and I noticed that her toes looked pretty having been painted pink. Mum then began to lower herself to the floor in front of me. Her long brown legs were now crossed on the floor by her bed and her nightie was still bunched up around her breasts exposing those large dark nipples. In our tradition prayers are normally conducted whilst sitting on the floor cross legged and I couldn't help thinking how strange but also erotic it was for my mother to be in this position and showing me her breasts.

"Aaja [come]," Mum said sternly to me, gesturing me forwards and towards her.

I hesitated for a moment due to nerves but then moved towards my mother apprehensive of what she expected. As I approached Mum my penis was sticking out in front and I felt like I was guiding it like a missile for my mother; as silly as that sounds.

A pace or so away from my mother I saw her hand reach out and touch my penis. Her hand still felt great against my skin and seemed to ease some of the tension that had built when I thought I was hurting my Mum. To my surprise, I felt pressure from Mum's hand as if she was pulling me towards her. I released my own force and let her guide me, feeling myself moving forward but also down closer to where Mum's head rested against the side of the bed.

"Hauli hauli [slowly]," Mum said to me. "Very gently, ok?"

I didn't understand Mum's intention at first as I saw her open her mouth wide in front of me. My body and my penis were very close to my mother's head at this point. I felt my mother's grip release from guiding my penis now and both of her hands move to my side grabbing my hips. I felt force on my hips pulling me towards her.

My penis slowly crept towards my mother's open mouth and I saw my purple head enter and begin to disappear in her inviting hole. Mum continued to put pressure on my hips until the entirety of the head of my penis was in my mother's mouth. The warmth around my penis felt incredible. Standing up, it felt as if even more blood was in my penis than when I had been lying down.

As I looked down at my mother I saw my penis now filling all of Mum's open mouth. At that moment, I felt the pressure of Mum's hands change and push me away rather than pull back. I let Mum guide me and saw my penis slowly reverse out of her mouth. Even as the head of my penis left her, Mum, to my surprise, kept her mouth open and did not close it - as if wanting me to enter it again.

Just as the tip of my penis was about to exit, I heard Mum say "hauli hauli [slowly]" again and then keep her mouth open. Mum's voice was muffled as she was speaking with some of my penis in her mouth still.

The pressure of her hands on my hips had decreased until she was holding my hips but no longer pulling or pushing me. My Mum's mouth was still wide open and looked so inviting. I realised that she must want me to move forward of my own violation so slowly began moving my hips forward and saw my penis head fill her mouth again.

I moved my hips so my penis head filled my mother's mouth and then slowly brought it back out to the tip. I then repeated this motion. All the while, I was surprised that my mother stayed in her cross legged position with her head resting against the side of the bed and her mouth open. As I moved my penis into Mum's mouth I thought how pretty her big brown eyes looked as they stared up at me.

I had moved my feet forward at this point so that they were planted either side of Mum's legs on the floor with her crossed feet underneath my body. This position meant that I was looking down at Mum beneath me and driving my penis in her open mouth which rested against the bed. My penis felt incredible with gravity helping the blood in my body fill it up; it had never felt so hard and big. I also felt dominant standing above Mum in this way.

As I thrust back and forward I felt tingles from my balls to the tip of my penis. The power I had standing there over my mother and the sensations I was feeling on my penis were very powerful. I felt the cum rising from my balls as I moved in and out. I couldn't stop it and as I thrust I felt the control I had over my thrust depth evaporate.

From standing upright I had to bend forward putting a hand on the bed to steady myself as I felt the cum from my balls reach the tip of my penis. Then I felt my penis begin spasming as I came. The release felt incredible. I let out gasps for breath as my orgasm that had built up hit me.

After a few moments I felt my penis begin to become softer and my senses return. It was then that I looked down and, to my horror, I saw that my balls only were visible against my Mum's mouth with the rest of my shaft hidden. I realised that I had came directly into my mother's throat. I had pushed my penis all the way into my mother's throat gagging her. I pulled back away from my mother, scared about what I had done to her and about what her reaction might be.

"S...sorry Mum," I said weakly backing away as my deflating penis popped out of my mother's mouth. As my penis exited I noticed a small trickle of white liquid ooze from her mouth as it opened. My Mum's pretty brown face now looked messy with white splotches and strands of liquid hanging. I wasn't sure if this was my semen or Mum's saliva or a combination of both. My Mum's face had become slightly red. Her face looked stern.

"It's...it's ok. Be careful next time." She said as she began to rise from her cross legged position on the floor. "Get ready and go and have breakfast," Mum said as she turned away from me and moved towards her dressing table. Mum's nightie had fallen to this point and I found myself slightly disappointed I couldn't get a look at her crotch.

I thought I better leave before Mum turned around so quickly searched for my clothes in the room. I picked up my jogging bottoms from where they had been discarded the night before the floor and then exited the room, before showering and getting ready. As I washed myself in the shower I couldn't help thinking that my mother had not simply sucked me off but I'd had sex with her mouth!

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I didn't see my Mum again until lunchtime. Breakfast passed without much incident - I ate my usual cereal and then afterwards began on my college work. I had been given quite a lot the previous week but I felt better able to complete it as the pain I had been feeling for several weeks was no longer present. Occasionally, in between reading chapters, I wondered why my pain had suddenly gone. The doctor had thought what was wrong with me might be hormonal - what had changed to make it go so suddenly? Had the treatment with Mum worked?

"Beta [son], dinner's ready," I heard my Mum call from the kitchen.

I stopped my studies and then made my way into the kitchen where I saw my dinner had been plated already. As I sat down to eat my omelette and toast (we didn't tend to eat Indian food for lunch) I saw Mum was wearing a white blouse and a dress that went to her knees.

Mum sat opposite me and I noticed that she did not have a plate with an omelette on it, like me, but began eating soup. We didn't tend to converse much when eating our dinner but I felt compelled to ask: "Are you not eating omelette, Mum?"

It was so unusual for Mum to make two different dinners; normally everyone had to eat the same food and my Mum didn't like it if I tried to ask for something different. She was quite strict on this.

Mum did not pause eating or look at me, but after a moment I heard her say: "No, my jaw isn't feeling good so I am trying this soup."

I felt my face redden upon hearing Mum's reply. Memories of putting my penis into her mouth and seeing her face messy with splatters of my semen made me embarrassed. I realised it was me who had made her jaw hurt. I felt ashamed that I had hurt my mother but I also felt my penis twitch thinking about what had happened and how erotic it had been. I tried to think of something else to control my penis and concentrated on enjoying my lunch.

As me and Mum continued eating our lunch, we spoke occasionally; Mum asked me questions about my college work and how I was progressing in my studies. I told her that I needed to finish some work after I had eaten and she reminded me that we had a doctor's appointment after college on the Monday. I had forgotten that it was time to go back to get my test results and I felt nervous about it.

I finished my lunch and then went back to the study room to finish off my homework. A few hours passed and it was getting to around 5 o'clock when I decided to call it a day and moved into the living room and began watching TV.

Around 20 minutes later I heard the door squeak and my Mum entered into the living room. I saw Mum pause in the doorway for a few moments and then walk slowly to the middle of the sitting room and turn to look at me. Her face had a neutral expression.

"Have you finished your studies for tomorrow?" Mum asked.

Mum was blocking my view of the TV. I turned the volume of the programme to mute so that I could hear her - she would be annoyed otherwise.

"Yes Mum. I finished half an hour ago," I replied.

"Ok, good. Good boy," Mum said. She nodded and from her expression I presumed she was in thought. I wasn't sure what she was thinking."I'll get you off now, then shower and make dinner," Mum said.

I felt my penis jerk when I heard Mum's words. My mother was a very prim and proper Indian mother; I didn't even realise that she knew euphemisms such as 'jerk.' She had never used these expressions before. I wasn't sure if Mum expected me to answer so I didn't dare risk replying to her.

Mum nodded again as if she had internally come to a decision and then I saw her walk towards me. Her face continued to have a neutral expression. A pace or so away from me as I was seated on the couch I saw her slowly begin to lower herself to the floor until she was kneeling in front of me.

"Niklao [take it out]," Mum said as she kneeled in front of me.

I didn't want to make Mum angry at me by dawdling so reached for the buttons of my trousers and undid them, followed shortly by me pulling my zipper down. I pulled my boxers down with it so that I was sitting on the couch with my trousers up to the top of my legs and my penis exposed. Although Mum using words such as 'jerk' had excited me, I was not hard.

Mum edged towards me on her knees and I saw her right hand move out towards my crotch and my Mum's forearm touch my trousers that were bunched up on my legs.

"These are in the way," said Mum looking at my trousers. I could tell from her expression she was getting agitated. "Take them off."

Quickly, worried about Mum's temper rising further I pulled my trousers and boxer shorts down my ankles and then used my hands to get them off completely. I gently placed them at the edge of the couch away from me - I had to stop myself from throwing them as I knew if I did so Mum would shout at me for making a mess in the living room.

Looking back at Mum I saw her right hand reach out again and touch my penis. Mum's left hand touched my bare right leg and I felt a gentle push spreading my legs apart. I noticed Mum then continue to move forwards as my legs moved apart.

A moment or so later my legs were as wide as I could comfortably get them in my sitting position on the couch and Mum's waist was touching the couch itself from her kneeling position.

As Mum stroked me, I felt my penis begin to get harder and stick up further in the air.

"You're not ready yet," Mum said as she stroked me, I could sense that she was getting agitated in her tone of voice.

Mum paused, releasing my penis and then I saw her hands move to her blouse. She quickly began unbuttoning them. I felt my penis throb as button after button of my Mum's silky blouse opened.

After a moment, Mum finished and was in front of me with her blouse undone. Underneath she had on a white bra. I thought Mum's breasts looked bigger than when I had seen them previously, the bra material pushing them together.

With her right hand Mum reached forward and began stroking my penis again. With her left hand, however, I saw Mum reach for my hand. I was nervous and apprehensive as she clasped my hand in hers and moved it towards her body - towards her open blouse. My hand delved into my mother's open blouse and her bra and I found my right hand clasped to Mum's breasts. My Mum was gently touching my hand.

I began rubbing my mother's left breast. The skin was soft and smooth and the breasts felt nice in my hands. I felt excited that my mother had guided me to touch her. My fingers circled my mother's large nipples and I felt them harder than when I had touched them previously.

I stopped rubbing my mother's breasts when I noticed that she had stopped stroking my penis. She was looking ahead with an expression on her face as if she was thinking. Mum's arms then moved and I instinctively pulled my hands away from being inside her bra. I saw Mum reach for her own blouse and take it off, leaving it on the side of the couch. Mum then reached behind her back and pulled her arms forward, her bra coming off in the process.

As Mum placed her bra to the side of the bed, I felt excited that my mother was topless in front of me. Her skin was a beautiful light brown and her breasts were a good size. Mum's stomach was slim and flat though you could tell she had children. Her long black hair looked great framed on the sides of her face.

Mum then moved towards me again and I instinctively spread my legs a bit wider so that she could kneel as close as possible to me sitting on the couch. To my surprise, Mum then moved her hands up and touched her own breasts pushing them together. I saw my mother's dark nipples come closer together and the breasts seemed to look even bigger than previously.

Moving her combined breasts towards me I felt Mum's breasts touch my penis - the touch felt strange, strange but good. The breasts were so soft. Mum had formed a little tunnel in between her breasts by pushing them together and I felt my penis enter this. Then Mum began slowly moving her breasts up and down on my penis.

The sensation felt great. I watched as my Mum's breasts moved up to the top of my penis before slowly descending. On the down stroke, I felt Mum's hands touch against my balls vibrating them slightly. The tunnel between Mum's breasts felt tight and I had a good feeling all around my shaft.

I saw Mum's pretty face concentrating as she stroked my penis with her breasts. I felt my penis getting harder each time her breasts jiggled and moved.

Mum paused, out of breath. I could see her light brown breasts were slightly red now; possibly due to the friction with my penis. I felt bad when I saw this and I worried I may have hurt my mother.

"You're taking too long," Mum said. She seemed annoyed. "Stand up and hurry up."

Mum backed away slightly from me and I stood up. She continued kneeling on the floor and held her breasts together forming a tunnel. I quickly moved towards her worried that she was angry. I pushed my penis between her breasts quickly and began thrusting my penis in and our as I had done to her mouth in the morning.

The feelings hitting me were too much. My penis felt engorged, I felt so hard and how angry Mum had been had excited me. Standing up I felt gravity making the blood in my body rush to my penis. I knew I couldn't last much longer. I felt my cum rising and I couldn't stop it.

I felt my penis spasm; once, twice, three times, four times. I felt darkness hit my eyes as I came, the feeling of light headedness. My orgasm was strong. I inhaled deeply having came, trying to recover my senses.

As I looked down, I felt dread hit me. My pretty light brown mother was a mess. Thick strands of white fluid were all over her breasts and face. I backed away from my mother worried that I was in deep trouble and sat back on the couch. My penis flopped against my stomach, it was wet and glistening with semen.

I saw Mum stand up and smooth out her dress and look up to look at me. Her face was without expression though it was messy with white liquid running down it slowly.

"Go and clean up then we'll have dinner soon," Mum said sternly. As she spoke I saw a particularly large strand of white liquid fall down her face into the corner of her mouth. My mother's expression did not change in the slightest and she remained stern.

"Yes Mum," I said as I quickly found and pulled up my trousers. I made my way hastily to my room hoping that I had not angered my Mum by failing to tell her before I came. As I cleaned myself in the shower I knew it was wrong but I couldn't help thinking that my mother looked even better with my white semen contrasting against her brown skin.

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Dinner that evening was a muted affair. I felt nervous thinking about visiting the doctor on Monday. My nerves meant that I wasn't enjoying the daal and roti that Mum had made. My mother was a good cook but I couldn't help thinking about what the Doctor might say. The past week and the experiences with my mother had been amazing but I really hoped there was nothing medically wrong with me that was causing my penis to hurt. My penis had not been hurting since I slept in my mother's bed, strangely and I also hoped that meant nothing bad.

"What's the matter?" said Mum to me. She was reading a magazine whilst she ate. Her tone was neutral without expression.

"Umm...nothing Mum. I was just thinking about the Doctor's appointment," I Mumbled.

"Bewaqoof bunda nahin bunjou [don't be a stupid man]," Mum snapped at me. "You'll be fine."

We carried on eating. My face felt red after Mum had admonished me for being silly. As we finished and began clearing the plates I heard my Mum speak again.

"When you're ready to sleep go to my room," Mum said nonchalantly as she turned and moved to the kitchen.

Mum had turned away before I could say anything. I don't even know if I would say anything if given the chance. I felt my face redden wondering what the night had in store.

A few hours later, I had gotten changed into my t-shirt and boxer shorts. I wondered if I should put some pyjamas on before I went into my Mum's room but thought against it as I might be too hot in the night.

As I made my way into my Mother's bedroom I felt nerves rising. Prior to this week, I hadn't been into my mother's room in years. It was generally off limits. Recently, however, things had changed - I had entered my Mum's room, slept in her bed and had even came in there. I felt my penis twitch in my boxers as I thought about what had happened.

I knocked once to announce my presence and then opened my mother's door. I saw that she was sitting at her dressing table and had her dressing gown on. I slowly entered the room and then went over to the opposite side of the bed to where she slept. My Mum did not acknowledge that I was there or say anything so I took it that she did not object as I began peeling the covers back and getting ready to sleep.

"Take your clothes off before you sleep," I heard Mum say. She did not turn to look at me but continued getting ready for bed at her dressing table.

I hesitated when I heard Mum speak but then quickly took my t-shirt off and then my boxers. It felt strange being completely naked in my mother's bedroom, especially when my Mum was still clothed in her dressing gown.

I slipped under the covers of Mum's bed quickly, worried she might turn around and see me naked - I still felt shy in front of her even though she had seen my penis on several occasions now. Mum's soft bed covers felt cool against my skin.

I noticed Mum stand and then move over to wall, turning off the main light. The room turned darker - the only light being from the lamp by her side of the bed. Mum then moved to stand in front of the bed, I could see her facing me and thought how pretty she looked with her dark hair hanging down.

Mum's hands moved to the ties of her dressing gown and began slowly opening them. Underneath I saw she was wearing a white nightie. The nightie had a v-shaped neckline and no arms and cut off mid-thigh. Mum's legs were long and firm and her light brown skin looked great contrasted against the whiteness of the nightie.

Mum placed her dressing gown on her dressing table and then moved to her side of the bed. I felt the covers of the bed move as she pulled them back and the bed slightly sag from a light weight as she shifted under the covers.

I was staring straight ahead, not brave enough to turn to face Mum though I could feel that she was looking at me in the dimness of the room. I noticed some movement out of the corner of my eye and then saw Mum's hand move next to the right side of my face. This made me turn slightly to see what my Mum was doing but I couldn't move too much as I felt some weight on my legs.

I watched as my mother placed her left hand by the right side of my face and felt her left knee move to the right side of my right knee. I felt Mum shift her body so that she was no longer at my side but was directly facing me as I lay under the bed covers. My mother's face was close to mine and I felt her limbs either side of mine. My mother was straddled me and I felt my penis twitch as I was unused to being in such close proximity to her.

Pausing I saw my mother's right hand disappear from my viewpoint as it moved under the bed covers. Mum's face had a thoughtful expression which I thought looked pretty even in the gloom of the room that was only illuminated by one bedside light.

I felt a tough against my penis and saw my Mum's face move to a sterner expression as I heard her say: "you're not ready yet."

I felt my face redden that I had annoyed my mother by not being hard. If I could run and hide then I would have but I was pinned in the bed under my mother.

I could still feel a touch on my penis and then closed my eyes for a moment as I felt the touch become slightly firmer and begin to move my foreskin up and down. The touch felt so good against my penis. Although the bed sheets were cool against skin, I felt my loins begin to warm as my penis was rubbed.

"Are you getting harder?" I heard Mum say.

Involuntarily I nodded without realising it. As I opened my eyes I could see my mother in front of me. I could see her pretty face and hair, the v-shape of her white nightie and her beautiful left hand with the pretty pink nails as she rested it on the bed next to my head. Mum's expression was one of concentration as she rubbed me under the covers. I felt myself starting to become hard.

"You're taking too long," Mum said quietly under her breath.

I continued to feel the strokes on my penis but saw my Mum's left hand move from beside the bed towards her neck. It then moved down to the point of the neck opening of her nightie. As Mum's hand touched the neck opening and exert pressure, I saw it widen and light brown skin become visible.

Mum arched her back slightly so she was straddling me at a 45 degree angle above. The hoops of the nightie on Mum's shoulders fell slightly and I saw her two boobs spill out. The large dark nipples looked incredible so close up and I felt my penis twitch upon seeing them.

Mum's left hand moved away from her nightie to rest by the right side of the bed near my head but Mum left her nightie dipped on her shoulders with the neck opening wide and her breasts exposed. I felt Mum's body dip slightly as the strokes on my penis continued. I couldn't believe how close this made Mum's breasts to my face.

My Mum's breasts were a good size. They were not huge swinging udders like some Asian ladies' can be but a good handful in line with her body which was slim but nicely proportioned for an Indian woman who had had children but led a healthy Indian vegetarian diet.

As Mum stroked me her body moved slightly and I felt Mum's breasts on occasion touch my face. I felt the points of my mother's nipples against my cheeks. I so wanted to feel what they tasted like. They were so close to my mouth. I didn't have the courage to ask my mother if I could, it was so wrong - there was no way I could ask my mother such a thing. I felt pained even thinking about it but I was so turned on I couldn't help these thoughts.

I realised that my mother must have sensed my discomfort as I heard her say: "tikh hai [it's ok]," and her body shift slightly moving her nipples even closer to my mouth.

I opened my mouth slightly and felt a dark brown nipple enter it. I reached up with my tongue and felt the hardness of the nib of the nipple and then moved my tongue around over the entirety of the nipple. I let my tongue wander from the nib of the nipple further out, licking my mother's large dark brown areola.

I felt my penis harden further as I tasted my mother's nipples. The taste felt good - earthy with an extremely slight salty taste. I opened my mouth wider and felt more breast enter. I sucked and felt the touch on my penis become harder and stronger as I did so.

Releasing one breast from my mouth I shifted my head and began licking the other nipple before sucking on the other breast. I felt so naughty, I felt intoxicated as I sucked on my mother's big breasts. I lost track of the number of sucks I had of each breast and the number of times I licked those dark brown nipples as I alternated between the two of those beautiful breasts.

I realised that I was sucking on my mother's breasts just as I had all those years ago when I was born. I couldn't help fantasising that there was milk hidden in those breasts and if I sucked harder it would come out. None did come out but thinking about it, whilst the pressure on my penis increased from Mum's rubbing made me feel so hard and horny.

"Ok, bas kar [stop now]," I heard Mum say and her back arch. Removing the breasts from the range of my mouth.

As Mum pulled away I noticed that her light brown breasts were now slightly red. I felt myself flush as I realised that this was not only my sucking but what I had done downstairs earlier in the day. I couldn't help worry that I had hurt Mum and she would be angry at me.

My mother did not betray any signs of anger, however, instead I saw concentration on her face and her body move slightly. I felt the touch of my mother's hand on my penis slowly moving it up and forward and against my shaft I began to feel growing wetness.

I tensed as the wetness increased against me starting at the tip of my penis and increasing until suddenly I felt the head of my penis engulfed. I could feel that my Mum was also tense above me as she held her position.

Very slowly, I saw my Mum's body began to move up and down. In line with her movements, I felt the wetness and warmth on my penis move. I was still amazed at how the rubbing of my penis felt so much stronger than when Mum had used her hand or her mouth.

Mum moved down and her head was now next to my right shoulder as I lay on the bed. I could feel strands of her black hair against my skin and neck. I could sense Mum slowly moving her body up and down and felt her skin against mine moving also. The feeling around my penis was incredible, it felt so powerful.

"Are you getting close?" I heard my mother say.

The feelings hitting me were so powerful that I felt myself feeling out of breath. My Mum's tone of voice, however, was neutral and betrayed no mention of the work she was doing in moving her hips above me. It had a neutral tone and was quiet. I felt too caught up with my feelings to respond to my mother.

"Jalthi kar [quickly do it]," Mum said

I could distinctly hear the sounds of the bed springs in my mother's bed moving as her body moved above me. With every body movement a vibration through my penis into my balls, really willing the cum from me.

I was struggling to hold back, the feelings were too much. I felt the cum rising. I realised that I was still inside my mother but I couldn't pull out, I didn't have the energy. I felt my penis throb and then heard myself let out a low groan as I came.

I felt my penis spurt and Mum's body go still above me. A moment passed of both of us staying still and not moving. Then I felt Mum move from above me, swinging her legs back over so she was on her side of the bed. I could feel my penis shrinking to its normal size. I felt so tired.

"Go to sleep now, you have a busy day tomorrow," I heard Mum say as she turned off the light.

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College the next day went by in a blur. I couldn't concentrate on my studies as my mind was on the doctor's appointment I had later in the day. For medical reasons you were allowed to leave College early and I was nervous as I got into my mother's car and we drove to the surgery.

30 minutes or so lapsed in the surgery before we were called to see Dr Kaur. I felt nervous when the doctor told me to sit down, this doctor had seen my penis only a couple of weeks ago which made me feel uncomfortable.

"We're understaffed today so there isn't much time to see your son." Dr Kaur began. To my astonishment she briefly turned towards me and I saw her wink at me. I felt my face redden remembering she had seen me undressed.

Dr Kaur turned back to my mother, her face again resembling the utmost professionalism.

"Well, there's good news and there's bad news," Dr Kaur continued. "The bad news is your son had quite a rare condition but the good news is that there is a treatment."

I was silent in the room, my mother doing most of the talking with the doctor. I had mixed feelings upon hearing the doctor's speech. I just wanted to be told I was fine and to get out of there and back home as soon as possible.

"Your son has a deficiency of a hormone which is causing him pain in his genitals. This can be treated through injections but there are side effects. The alternative is..."

"Han ji, bolo ji [yes, speak please]," my Mum said. Her tone was slightly high.

"Intercourse," the doctor said. "Regular intercourse with a woman can control this without pain as the hormone imbalance is restored through contact with female fluids."

My Mum looked puzzled. I, on the other hand, was only mildly so. I had noticed that since a few nights ago the pain I had feeling had retreated - the night that I had slept in my mother's room.

At that moment a receptionist entered the room telling the doctor that another patient was waiting who needed urgent attention.

"I'm really sorry but I have another patient. Soch lo [think about it]," Dr Kaur said. "Either come back in a few days and we can began the injection treatment or get your son married."

Me and my mother were ushered out of the room by the receptionist and drove home in silence.

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When we got home I finished off my College work and then tidied my room. Around 8 o'clock I heard my Mum call me downstairs to eat. We ate quietly; we didn't tend to converse much when we ate. As I was almost finishing my food I heard my Mum casually begin talking to me.

"The injections the doctor talked about don't seem like a good idea because of the side effects," Mum started.

I agreed with her, having to have regular very painful injections were something that I really wanted to avoid. I nodded and my Mum continued to speak.

"I have decided, we can continue as things are for the time being. Until you finish College and are ready to get married." Mum finished.

I carried on eating my dinner and nodded to Mum that I was in agreement. I couldn't really comprehend. I had thought my sessions with Mum were temporary but now they would be continuing while I finished College.

As Mum was clearing up the plates she told me to come to her room when I was ready to sleep.

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I entered my mother's bedroom tentatively. It felt different as this would no longer be a one off event but regular.

"Ok, get into bed and take your clothes off," Mum said as she continued brushing her hair.

I moved to the bed and took off my bottoms and t-shirt. I then took off my underwear so I was standing in Mum's bedroom naked. Mum continued brushing her hair and I watched her for a moment.

Mum then put down her brush and turned around to face me. I saw her eyes flicker when she saw me standing by the bed naked.

"Why aren't you in bed?" Mum said as she stood up from her dressing table.

I felt nervous and that my face was red. When Mum told me to do something I normally did it without hesitation.

"I thought first you could...umm..." I began, I noticed that I couldn't look at Mum as I talked. I felt too nervous but also that I was holding my penis in my right hand instinctively.

Mum moved towards me as I began talking until she was only a few steps away from me. I was so nervous I was delirious, at that moment I was scared Mum would attack me or hit me. She was smaller than me and I was a grown man but I couldn't help think it.

"I thought you could...you know..." I began again

Mum moved towards me and then I saw her hand reach out and touch my penis. Even after a week of sexual experiences with my mother, the first touch of her hand on my skin always sent goose bumps through me. Mum's hand began touching my penis, stroking it up and down its length.

"Is that what you wanted?" Mum asked me as she continued stroking my penis.

"Yes, no...umm...on your knees," I began again feeling my face redden.

To my surprise, I saw my mother slowly begin lowering herself to the floor so that she was on her knees by the side of the bed. She continued stroking me and I felt my penis very slowly begin to get harder.

"Mum, can you...?" I asked whilst also not asking.

Mum looked at me without expression as she continued stroking my penis.

"Can you...in your mouth, please? I began again. I was finding it so difficult to express to my mother exactly what I wanted her to do. I could picture it in my mind but saying it to my mother was another matter.

"You want Mummy to suck you?" Mum asked, as she continued to stroke me on her knees.

I nodded but my mother did not change her position or move. She continued to gently stroke my penis. Her strokes were great and felt amazing but I did not feel they were enough to get me hard or ready to cum. I needed more.

"What do you want?" Mum asked, she was looking at my penis.

I felt frustrated by this point. No longer as nervous as I was, though still red in the face.

"Suck my penis, Mum," I said exasperated.

Again, I was surprised when rather than admonish or shout at me my mother complied and opened her pretty mouth. I saw my penis disappear into her inviting hold and felt the wet and warmth cover my penis.

Mum began stroking and sucking me. With every movement I felt my penis becoming harder. The feelings were amazing. It felt incredible to be looking down from a high position at my mother on her knees sucking me off.

I was thoroughly enjoying the act and engrossed. After a few moments, I felt my mother take my penis out of her mouth and stroke me. I found myself quickly putting my penis in my hand and moving it towards her mouth saying "suck me please Mum."

As Mum sucked me I couldn't help thinking how beautiful she looked with her long straight black hair and those large brown eyes. Her skin was flawless light brown. Looking at Mum starting up at me taking my penis in my mouth made my penis feel extremely hard.

Mum took my penis out of her mouth and looked up at me. I felt rock hard at this point.

"Are you ready?" Mum asked as she began standing up. The adrenaline of mother sucking me had slightly worn off though I still felt hard, so I could only nod in agreement.

Mum moved away from me and began making her way to the other side of the bed. I saw her then pull the covers back slightly before begin taking her dressing gown off. Mum was wearing a white nightie that went to her mid thigh. I thought about how beautiful her legs looked as I put my knees on the bed and clambered into the middle part of it.

"Lie on your back," Mum said.

I realised that Mum wanted to be on top as she had been on all our previous occasions. Whilst those times had been incredible, my mother had controlled the pace of things. I found myself frowning slightly and holding my penis in my hand.

"Umm...Mum...can you lie down this time?" My voice came out strangely quiet. I could feel blood near my ears as I asked Mum.

My Mum's pretty face did not, however, show any signs of anger or frustration but to my surprise my mother instead turned on the bed so that her knees were facing up and then slowly began laying her upper body down until her head rested on the pillow. Mum looked so pretty lying down on the bed. Her nightie had risen up so I could more of her milky brown thighs as she lay there.

I edged closer to my mother. My penis felt very hard at this point and was sticking out in front of me. My knees were then next to my mother's knees as they were clasped together on the bed. I looked at my mother expectantly and she looked back at me. Very slowly, I then saw her legs begin to widen.

As my mother's legs widened on the bed her nightie bunched up around her hips, Very slowly I saw more and more of my mother's soft brown thighs. I found myself inhaling as my mother's privates then came into view.

This was the first time I had ever seen my mother's pussy. The lips were brown in colour and there was a small strip of black hair on top of it making a neat triangle shape. I thought the pussy lips looked slightly moist. The sight made my penis strain and I felt it throb as I looked on my mother.

I lifted my knees over my mother's one at a time until I was kneeling in front of my mother who was lying down on the bed. Slowly I shuffled towards my Mum until my penis was right next to my mother's pussy.

"Umm Mum...can you...turn over?" I asked quietly. I tried as best as I could to stop my voice from rising.

My Mum didn't reply straight away. Instead there was a moment of quiet in the room. I then saw my mother's brow slightly furrow as she comprehended what I was asking.

"Kuthee ke samaan [like a dog]?" Mum asked me.

I felt incredibly embarrassed and even ashamed of what I had asked my mother to do so did not respond to her question. I couldn't. I had asked my mother to turn around and behave like a kuthee - a female dog. Calling someone this was shameful and asking someone to behave like this was even worse. All the blood in my body seemed to be in my penis at this point though, I couldn't think straight.

Very slowly I saw my mother's legs pull up and her start to turn in front of me. I couldn't believe what I was seeing as my mother turned in the bed until she was face down. Very slowly I watched as she placed her elbows on the bed then, keeping her upper body close to the mattress my mother began raising her bum from the bed.

As my mother raised her bottom, her nightie bunched up around her hips. My Mum's beautiful long brown legs were again uncovered along with her black pubic hair and brown pussy lips. My Mum's privates were closer to my face as I knelt in the middle of the bed and I could see her brown pussy lips even clearer than previously. They looked large and puffy and I could smell an erotic smell coming from them. My penis was throbbing in anticipation.

Mum paused in her movement and I took that as my cue. I shifted my hips forward until my hard penis made contact with my mother's pussy. When I tried to push further I felt my penis slip and brush downwards instead of entering. I tried again, again lining my penis up with the lips. I felt slight wetness against my hands as I brushed them against the lips but, when I pushed, I again found myself sliding instead of entering my mother.

My penis felt so hard that I was getting frustrated in not being able to enter.

"Wait," I heard my mother say

I saw my Mum's beautiful manicured pink nails then snake down her body before stopping at her pussy lips. With a finger on either side of her pussy lips my Mum then spread herself wider. As Mum's pussy lips spread I could see a dark hole open disappearing into darkness. It occurred to me that I was looking into my mother's womb and I felt my penis again throb in anticipation. I felt so hard. I pushed forwards with my hips and felt the head of my penis slowly begin to enter into my mother's hole.

The feeling around my penis was incredible as I entered my mother. It felt so hot and warm around my penis tip. I pressed my hips forward and felt more of my penis entering my mother. It felt like my penis was angling up into my mother's body. It felt incredible.

As I pushed into my mother, trying to put as much of my penis into her as possible I found myself struggling to balance properly. Instinctively I reached out to the nearest thing I could - my mother's delicate hips. I tried to hold my Mum's hips as gently as I could whilst balancing myself and used her body to stop me falling over as I began to find my rhythm in pushing in and out of my mother.

My mother's pussy seemed to be gripping my penis strongly as I pushed in and out of her. I heard the bed springs creak as my hips drove forwards and back. My mother's elbows rested flat on the bed. I noticed that when I pushed into my mother fully, my balls slapped against my mother's body. The vibrating feeling felt great. I noticed that this contact called small ripples on my mother's bottom. It was fascinating as I pulled in and out of her. After starting slowly I began building momentum.

I noticed that instead of rocking my hips back and forward, using my grip on my mother's hips I could pull her forward and then back on my penis controlling the depth I thrust my penis into my mother's body. Seeing my penis fully out of my mother's body before pushing her back towards me and seeing my penis disappear was incredible. It was so erotic to think that my penis was disappearing in my mother's beautiful brown pussy.

I found after a time that the short grip I had on my mother's hips was not allowing me to pull and push her body with maximum efficacy. I gently released my grip on my mother's hips and moved my hands up her body, under her nightie, until I was holding my mother's large breasts in my hands. My mother's breasts were a good size - not huge but a nice handful and suited her relatively slim figure.

As I held my mother's breasts in my hands I noticed that the nipples seemed slightly hard. Running my fingers over the hard nubs was fascinating. I would hold both breasts in the palms of my hands and use them as a pivot to rock my mother's body back onto my penis. I would also alternate between placing one hand on my mother's breast and one on her hips or even on the fleshy part of her bottom. My mother's bottom was not huge, but in line with her relatively slim physique, but I was still amazed at the ripples I could see as I thrust in and out of her pussy.

When I stroked my mother's bum, as I rocked her back and forwards, I could see the crack of her bottom clearly and also my mother's bottom hole. I had never seen a bottom hole before and I was fascinated. I slowly moved my index finger closer to the hole touching and caressing the sensitive area around it.

I then placed my finger against my mother's bum hole fully, it felt warm to the touch. As I continued rocking my mother's body on my penis, I let my finger very slowly start to enter into my mother's bottom hole.

"Are you ready to cum?" Mum asked me.

Mum's breathing was heavier than earlier and I noticed this when she asked me a question. Mum's question startled me from concentrating on her bum hole and I quickly pulled my finger back and took hold of her hips.

I paused my thrusting for a moment. I felt so turned on and so horny. I really needed release but I wasn't ready yet. My concentration on rocking my mother's body, her nipples and her bottom had diverted my attention from my own orgasm and stopped me from cumming.

"Can you turn over again, please Mum?" I asked quietly.

Asking the question, I was immediately worried that my mother would snap at me for asking her to turn over once only to ask her to turn over again. I had already shamed her once by asking her to behave like a dog and I was concerned she would think I was taking liberties.

To my surprise, my mother did not show any emotion but lifted up from her elbows and began to turn. As my mother moved I shifted my hips back slightly to give her legs space and my penis slipped out of her pussy. As I slipped out I saw my mother's pussy hole stay wide for a moment but slowly close to its more natural shape.

My mother lay on the bed with her head resting against the pillow, she was looking up at me as I knelt in the middle of the bed. My penis was sticking up straight and proud in front of me. My penis was glistening at this point with both my and my mother's juices. I felt very hard.

My mother's pretty hands then moved down to her pussy lips and began spreading them wider. From the view point I had, above my Mum, I couldn't see into her pussy. My mother spreading her pussy for me, however, was still incredibly exciting and I found my penis throbbing. I shifted my hips forward aiming at the open hole my mother had made for me.

I grabbed my mother's legs with my hands and lifted them slightly higher. This made my mother's pussy open up slightly more. I then pushed by hips forward until my penis was right next to my mother's hole. Looking down I thought it looked so hot my brown penis entering into my mother's beautiful brown pussy lips.

After I had got half of my penis into my mother I slowly begin pulling my penis out so that just the head remained inside. I then repeated this, half of my penis going in and out. I felt my mother's pussy becoming wider and more accommodating with each thrust allowing me to put slightly more of my penis into her with each stroke. The feeling on my penis was tremendous.

After a few moments of working more and more of my penis into my mother I came to the point where I was mostly inside her. At this point, I released my grip on my mother's legs and watched as she lowered them and hooked them around my thighs.

I realised that thrusting in a sitting up position was tiring and uncomfortable and I needed to be more horizontal. Whilst maintaining my position in my mother I pushed my knees back slightly and pivoted on hips bringing up upper body down on top of my mother.

"Wait," I heard my mother say which stopped me in my tracks before I could lay down on top of her.

I watched then as, to my surprise, my mother lifted her back slightly off the bed and then took her nightie off before placing it to the side. I realised that I was slightly sweaty and Mum did not want me to wreck her clothes. Nonetheless, seeing my mother's fully naked body was amazing.

My Mum's long legs were wrapped around my thighs and her beautiful brown pussy lips around my penis. As I slowly bent over so I was lying more horizontal my stomach touched my mother's soft flat belly and my mother's large brown breasts against my chest. I put my face on the pillow next to my mother's - I was looking at the pillow and she was looking at the ceiling.

I then slowly began pumping my penis into my mother and felt myself slide deeper until only my balls were outside. I was in my mother to the hilt and it felt incredible. I then began pulling my hips back before thrusting forward once again. As I bucked my hips on top of my mother I heard the bed springs gently squeak.

"Do you like that?" I heard my Mum say quietly in my ear

"Yes...yes Mum," I said as I continued to thrust into her

"Tussin kithe hai [where are you]?" I heard Mum say into my ear as I continued pumping.

I was initially puzzled by my mother's question as I was clearly right next to her, indeed our bodies were touching. Then it occurred to me that she wasn't referring to me but maybe to parts of my body.

"I'm... I'm inside you Mum," I managed to get out.

"Ki hai [what is]?" Mum replied.

"My...my penis..." I started

"Cock beta [son]," my Mum corrected me

"My...my cock," I started again. I felt so nervous speaking dirty to my other. It was such an unusual state. "My cock is inside your..."

"Teri ma di [your mother's]," my Mum corrected me again.

I carried on pumping into my other. I was really concentrating on bringing almost all of my penis outside of her and then pushing back fully. The sound of the bed creaking and a feint wet sound as I buried myself into my mother was so erotic it was difficult to speak as well as act.

"My cock is...inside my mother's pussy," I managed to finish

I felt my Mum's hands move up and wrap themselves around my back and her legs wrap themselves even tighter around my thighs. Being so close to my Mum her scent was filling my nostrils. I was intoxicated. Only concentrating on my thrusting was stopping me from cumming then and there.

"Are you going to cum? Mum asked me. I nodded my head in reply, I was really struggling now to control myself. It was difficult to answer."You like putting your dirty penis in me, in your mother don't you? You like cumming in your mother don't you?" Mum continued to ask me as I thrusted her as deep and hard as I could.

"Just like your dad, he always liked cumming in me too," Mum continued speaking.

As my mother mentioned my father I felt my penis throb. There was something unusual and erotic about hearing my mother talk about my father in bed. I heard myself involuntarily let out a small groan.

"Han [yes], just like your dad...maybe slightly bigger and thicker," Mum continued

I felt my penis throb again as my mother compared me to my father. I was torn. I wanted my mother to not compare me to my father who I adored and loved but at the same time I felt jealous of him and was pleased that Mum was comparing me favourably. This was too much for me. I couldn't stop the cum that had been threatening to rise from my balls for a while.

Mum must have sensed that I was ready to cum as I felt her hands rise from my back until they were around my neck. This brought my head even closer to hers. I could feel Mum's breath on my skin and I could feel her cheeks next to me.

"I'm going to cum," I managed to get out with a struggle.

"Ma choth [mother fucker]," Mum said.

As my mother called me a ma choth [mother fucker] I thought about how I was on top of my mother with my penis inside her pussy about to cum in her. It occurred to me that this must have been how I had been conceived all those years ago. It occurred to me that my penis was inside the same pussy that had harboured me all those years ago and that I had came out of.

I couldn't help thinking that by cumming in my mother I might get her pregnant. Whilst the thought of being a father scared me, it made me excited to think of my own mother carrying my child.

"Ma choth [mother fucker]," I heard my Mum say again.

I felt moistness near my mouth and instinctively reacted. My mother's tongue entered my mouth. The feeling of a lack of air, together with the touch of Mum's body, her hands and the wet tightness around my cock was too much.

I felt my penis throb - once, twice, three, four, five times. The orgasm that hit me as I came was incredible and I found the only think I could sense was my penis and the cum coming out of it.

Seconds, minutes, hours might have passed. I opened my eyes and saw that my face was against the pillow. I turned to the right and saw my mother's pretty brown face and her long black hair. Her face was blank without expression.

I slowly began to rise from the bed and saw more and more of my mother's naked brown body beneath me. Her body had a slight sheen and I wondered if that was my sweat or my mother's. As I lifted up and rocked to my knees I saw my penis was beginning to shrink but I was still inside my mother's pussy. My mother's black pubic hair was slightly matted and I wondered if that was my juices or my mother's.

I shifted my hips back and my penis slipped out of my mother's pussy. My mother's pussy lips were immediately wide open before slowly beginning to close to their normal shape. As my penis exited my mother's body, I heard a feint popping sound.

My mother began to rise from the bed so that she her bottom was on the bed was she was now sitting in an upright position. I watched as her hands quickly went down to her pussy lips. Mum's fingers seemed to spread the lips apart and I saw a stream of white liquid come running out of my mother's hole. The whiteness of the liquid stood out starkly against my mother's brown pussy lips. I thought that this must be my semen; though it looked thicker than normal. I must have been extremely excited.

I immediately hoped my mother would not shout at me for making a mess inside her. My mother did not say anything, however, but moved to pick up her nightie and began putting it on. Once her nightie was on she began sorting out the bed covers whilst I moved to my side of the bed.

"You have College tomorrow, go to sleep," Mum said before she turned off the light.

I turned over and pulled the covers over me. I couldn't stop thinking about my mother's pussy being messy with my semen underneath her nightie and also how pretty her bum hole had looked. Maybe I would have an opportunity to explore that further. Overall, I was just happy that there was prevention and even a cure for my medical condition.