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Later, mom used the soap to wash the oil of her body and I watched her sitting on the steps. We then swam a few laps of the pond before towelling ourselves dry and heading back to the house, after putting on our clothes. Once we sneaked back into our room, we went straight to bed cuddled up in each other's arms.Mom woke me up at dawn. Even the sun hadn't showed itself properly yet. But the birds were up and about, tweeting merrily outside the window.

"Wake up lover!" she called me sweetly, "We have to get going."

"Where to?" I asked rubbing my eyes open. I saw that mom was already dressed and ready. She had worn a nice red saree.

"It's a special place... you'll see... now come on, there is no time to waste," she pulled me upright and pushed me into the bathroom. I washed my face and brushed my teeth fast.

"Take a bath too," mom said aloud from the room. I discarded my clothes and stood under the shower, rubbing my body with soap. After the bath, I put on some clean clothes mom had kept on the bed for me. I came downstairs to find mom in the living room waiting for me.

We walked a short distance to reach the taxi stand. Mom hailed a taxi and told the driver where to go. All through the journey mom was quiet. I too didn't want to bother her with questions when the driver could hear us. An hour later the driver dropped us off at the foot of a hill. It showed 6 AM on my watch. Before he left, mom asked him to pick us up at the same spot at 8 AM.

When we were finally alone I asked mom, "Where are we? Did you tell gramma that we'd be gone so early?"

"Gramma knows... don't worry," mom explained, "and as to where we are going, look." Mom pointed at something at a distance. I didn't see what it was at first. There was dense shrubbery everywhere. Then I saw a narrow path that sloped up towards the hill.

"Come... we have to reach back here by 8 AM," she held my hand and pulled me along. We started the trek uphill. On the way she explained more about our destination.

"At the very top of this hill there is a view point. It is said that you can see the Arabian sea from up there if the sky is really clear... but that's not where we are going."

"Then where are we going?" I asked perplexed.

"We are going to see if you truly love me," mom said, the teasing evident in her tone. I stopped walking and sulked.

"I was kidding darling," she placated me with a peck on my lips and the pulled me along.

"I have heard that somewhere near the summit there is a hidden path that leads to a tribal village. No one really goes that way because it's kind of a forest and is deemed a forbidden place by villagers. The tribals there don't mingle with the outside world," she described the place. It sounded creepy.

"Legend has it that centuries ago two lovers gave up their life inside that forest coz their families didn't approve of the relation. As years went by a shrine appeared at the spot. To this day the tribespeople offer worship there... and more importantly, other star crossed lovers started going to the shrine to pray and miraculously found the hurdles to their union vanish." I was walking dreamily, engrossed in the pictures the narration was creating in my mind.

"That's a great story," I told mom. She laughed.

"We'll see."

By 7, we still hadn't reached anywhere. I felt like we were going in circles.

"Are we lost?" I asked mom, but she seemed determined to find this shrine. Suddenly I had a weird sensation at the back of my neck... as if a spider's we got caught there... a chill ran up my spine. I flinched and turned around. What I saw knocked the air out of my lungs.

A man stood in front of me... black as coal. He had on his body only a loincloth. What was scary was the mask on his face... like an animal... covering his entire face except for the mouth.

"Mom," I called with whatever little breath that I had left in me. I heard her suck in a loud breath in shock... but she regained her composure and was by my side soon.

The man stared at the two of us... indecisive. Mom moved closer to me and held my hand tightly. A change came over the man's features. We saw his mouth open in a smile, showing teeth that were stained brown. He stretched his hand beckoned us. He did not wait for us to respond, instead turned and started walking. I looked at mom.

"Come," she said, and we followed the man with the mask. The path he took us on was wild with fallen leaves, twigs and roots of giant trees. A few minutes later we came upon a clearing in the forest. There was an odd shaped giant black stone at the centre with red thread wound tightly around its peak. The masked man went behind it and came back clutching something in his hand. He offered it to us. Tentatively, mom stretched out her hand and took it from him. I saw that it was two masks, like the one he was wearing.

"Put this on," mom said as she handed me one and put hers on. I could hear my heart beat in my chest. I hesitated.

"Trust me," mom said. I wore the mask on my face.

Then the man stretched out his palm towards mom. I don't know why but it seemed like she was expecting this. I stared in disbelief as mom took off the gold wedding ring from her finger and offered it to him. He took it and placed it on a sort of flat plateau at the base of the stone. When he came back he had in his hand a small sharp knife which he offered me. I looked at mom for comprehension.

"It's a ritual couples perform at the shrine to remove the obstacles in their union," she tried to calm me, "the woman has to offer the shrine something valuable as a sacrifice... or some other meaningful offering, that's why I offered the wedding ring your father put on me... coz you are my world now... the only man in my life from now on... similarly the man has to make an offering that shows the purity of his love for the woman... and there's no greater offering than one's own blood for this." There was concern written large on her face. What she just told me was boggling my mind. I stood there transfixed.

"Do you love me?" mom's voice brought me back.

I looked into her eyes and said, "More than anything!"

"That's all there is to this," mom said.

I took the knife from the masked man's hand. He led me towards the shrine. I wrapped my left hand tightly around the blade and pulled the wooden handle down using my right hand. The sharp blade pierced the skin on my palm. Sharp pain shot up my arm. Few drops of blood trailed down my palm and fell on the shrine. I felt my lungs fill with warm air and felt the heat in the blood coursing through my veins... I felt like something powerful had possessed me. Mom came running towards me and embraced me tightly. Tears ran down her face. She hung on to me for dear life, it seemed.

Once she broke the hug, I found my eyes searching for the masked man. He was nowhere to be found.

"Where is the man?" I asked mom.

"He left."

"Now what?"

Mom's eyes came alive with a strange look, "Now we consummate our relationship with the sacred spirit as witness." She pointed to the plateau on the shrine.

Before I could comprehend the sentence, she pushed me towards the shrine making me lie down on my back on the flat surface. Then she stood back and removed the loose end of her saree off her chest. Slowly she took off the long saree wound round and round on her waist. Her underskirt fell to the floor next, followed by the red blouse. Her hands went behind her reaching for the hooks of her lacy white bra. I heard a snap, and the bra fell off her magnificent tits. She squeezed her tits with her hands and pinched her hardening nipples. Her matching lacy white panty was the last to hit the ground and she stood before me like a goddess under the morning sun.

She came near me and bent down aiming her hands at the button of my pants, easily slipping it off the hole. Then she pulled my pants down. I lifted my ass in amazement at what was about to happen. She pulled it off my legs completely. Then my underwear came down and off. My cock stood up in attention. Mom came on the flat surface of the stone placing her knees on either side of my legs. She picked my t shirt by the hem and pulled it over my head. In my head it seemed like a scene out of the kamasutra, the ancient Indian book of love. She positioned herself above my hips and grabbed the head of my cock, leading it to her vagina. Her face was full of animal lust. My cock head parted the lips of her pussy and penetrated her vagina. The feeling was other worldly... my cock entering this moist place... the walls of her cunt squeezing my cock. She lowered herself on me, taking the entire length of my long cock deep inside her. She supported herself by keeping her hands on my chest. She looked skywards as my cock got as deep as it could go inside her. Then she rose up half the length of my cock and shortly sat back down. She started riding my cock... her son's cock. The movements gathered momentum and she bounced her ass on my thighs as she fucked me. I grabbed her tits in my hands and squeezed them. Loud moans escaped her lips. She rode my cock like a possessed witch... frantically bobbing up and down on it. Her moans got urgent and she fucked me harder. I felt my balls fill up with semen. Then I lifted my hips and thrust upwards jamming my cock inside her cunt. That broke both our barriers and she arched her back moaning as she came on my cock, while my cock exploded inside her splashing hot semen in spurts. She fell on me, spent... her body glistening with sweat. I felt like our bodies were glowing with the heat they generated. We locked our lips in a passionate kiss as a mark of the consummation. She laid on top of me for a while, my cock still inside her.

I looked at my wrist watch. It showed. 7.20 AM. I shook mom and showed it to her. She lifted her body off me and my cock slipped out of her cunt. I watched as my cum leaked out of her vagina, down her thighs.

Both of us got dressed. I wanted to keep the masks as a souvenir, but mom made me leave them on the sacred stone. We then hurried off in the direction that mom thought the masked man had gone. Thankfully, mom remembered a little bit of the path we had taken and we completed our downhill trek in time.

As we waited for our driver mom held me close to her. The intense lovemaking had opened a whole new world to us. She leaned her head on my shoulders as she picked up my left hand to look at the wound. The bleeding had stopped and the pain had subsided, but still it would leave a scar. I was not bothered seeing how mom and I came out closer than ever from the experience.

"Ask me anything... anything you want... and I'll make it happen my love," mom said, "today you've made me the happiest woman on earth."

My heart filled with pride. I thought about what to ask mom for some time... and then I remembered flashes of a dream I had the previous afternoon when I took a nap.

Mom was wearing a ravishing costume... one with spaghetti straps and a deep neckline... it came down to mid thigh. Her hair was loose and shiny. It moved in waves as she danced close to me in dim flashy light. Her dance was sensuous... like the way girls dance at parties trying to gain the attention of handsome men.

As I finished telling her about my dream, our taxi came to a halt in front of us and we hopped in. All through our journey back to the old house, mom was quiet. I could feel the chains inside her head turning, chalking out some plan.

The driver dropped us off at the bus stop near the old house. Mom paid him. She said something else to him that I didn't hear. While we walked the rest of the distance to the house she explained the plan to me.

"Darling... when we reach the house, we're going to have a conversation with gramma. You just nod and play along to what I say, Okay? Then we're going to have breakfast, pack our things and leave. We'll catch the 12 o' clock train back home to the city... but we are going to check into a hotel. In the evening, we are going to go shopping... and then I'm going to make your dream come true, coz we're going to a club."

"How was the trek to the top of the hill?" gramma asked when we entered the house. We sat beside her in the living room and described the view from the top of the hill... something we had not actually seen.

"I hope you didn't come across any tribal people... I hear they are dangerous," gramma enquired.

"No, we didn't." we kept adding to the mountain of lies.

Then mom played our ruse, "Gramma, we have to leave a day earlier... I received a call from his teacher... there is some assignment he has to submit by Tuesday." I nodded along with mom. Gramma was not happy about it. She sulked all through breakfast. It was only when I kissed her bye on her cheeks that her face regained its characteristic softness. We walked to the bus stop and like déjà vu the taxi driver was there waiting for us. He dropped us off at the railway station well in time.

It was 4 in the evening when we checked into a nice hotel near to the mall we were planning to go later. The Train journey and the scorching heat had tired us out. I decided to shower to get the train smell off. I discarded my sweaty clothes on the hanger and turned the temperature controller knob to 'cool'. Then I stepped under the shower feeling the nice sting of cold water on my head. I stood with my head down, letting the water wash my body. It was so relaxing.

I was spooked when mom's hands hugged my chest from behind me. Then I felt her bare soft breasts press up on my back. The way her nipples poked my skin tickled me at first... but I slowly relaxed into her arms and leaned back a little. Mom rested her head on my left shoulder and nibbled at my earlobe, planting small kisses on my neck in between. It felt so good, I had to change my opinion on hugs... I mean, sure... hugs from front were great... but hugs from behind, that too under the shower were in a different league.

Mom's teasing nibbles and kisses had caused a raging erection between my legs. I felt compelled to turn around and take possession of her tits. I grabbed them with both my hands and went straight for the nipples. I used my middle fingers to flick them side to side. Mom closed her eyes in pleasure and moaned.

"Oh darling! Roll my nipples between your fingers," she asked me. I held her nipples like smokers held cigarettes between their fingers... and rolled them. She moaned louder... but pushed my hands off. She placed her right hand in the middle of my chest and traced it downwards. Simultaneously she bent at the knees till they were on the floor and her hands wrapped around the base of my erect penis. Then she took it into her mouth. The water that the shower sprayed on me dribbled down my body, some flowed on my hard cock and entered her mouth when she sucked it. Her hand jerked my cock as she sucked on its head... back and forth. Inside her mouth her tongue teased the tip of my cock. Her left hand came around and grabbed my ass, squeezing it. She intensified this three-pronged trick as time passed. My head was spinning with the sensations created by her mouth and hands. I was getting close. Then suddenly she traced the middle finger of her left hand down the crack of my ass, past my asshole and started a slow massage at the point between may asshole and balls. It was too much stimulus for me. Mom felt it too and withdrew her mouth from my cock to a feet of distance. My cock erupted and brought forth numerous spurts of cum. Long ropes of ejaculate sprayed on mom... inside her mouth, on her forehead, across her nose. Some landed on her neck and tits too.

She looked up at my eyes and asked, "Would you like it if I swallowed?"

I nodded and she licked the top of her lips collecting my cum into her mouth. She dragged her fingers over the stray drops of semen on her face and neck and licked it into her mouth. Looking right into my eyes, she swallowed. It topped every other experience I ever had in my life.

There was still some semen on her tits. I pointed to it and mom did something even more arousing. She spread my cum on her tits... rubbing it on every inch of her breast meat. Then she lifted herself up and we kissed. We didn't bother much with the lips and went for the tongues straight away. The French would have been proud of our tongues mashing, hidden under our sealed lips.

Afterwards, I washed my cum off her under the spray of the shower. We bathed together, lathering soap on each other's bodies and washing it off. We dried each other with towels and came out of the bathroom.

"Time for some shopping," mom said excitedly. The river of cum that I had shot on mom had drained my balls as well as my energy, but there was no time to rest. The sky was getting dark outside and mom needed a hot dress if we were to go clubbing later in the night. Hence we got dressed and walked to the mall nearby. Once inside the mall, we entered Shoppers Stop and went around looking for a club outfit.

Unfortunately, both mom and myself were clueless when it came to fashion. Mom's wardrobe consisted entirely of simple casual outfits which, to be frank, could be described as boring and prudish. We realized that we would need help from someone with a better fashion sense. Just then, we were approached by a pretty salesgirl... talk about God sent!

"Can I help you?" she asked in a polished and polite accent. She was wearing a black outfit that stopped just before her knees. It fit her figure nicely. She also had on make-up, in an understated yet classy way.

"Uhh... Yes please! This is not my cup of tea," mom smiled.

"My pleasure... what are you looking for?"

"Well," mom was at a loss for words... but I saw the tell-tale signs of her brain working on some plan.

"Just a second," she excused and pulled me apart.

"Just go away for some time... but stand somewhere I can see you." Mom told me before going back to the sales girl. I walked some distance away from them and sat down on a couch. I saw mom lean in and whisper something to the girl. I had no idea what mom might have told her but the girl looked at me and smiled warmly albeit with a hint of disappointment. Then the two of them went hunting for dresses.

I was getting bored coz of the amount of time it was taking them... but mom shot sympathetic glances at me from afar. Apparently, the sales girl was a thorough fashion nerd. I waited.

Twenty minutes later mom came and sat beside me, a little tired.

"What did you tell her?" I asked her. She laughed out loud.

"What?" I persisted.

"Well... promise you won't be mad at me."

"Mmm... I told her you are gay." Mom giggled.

"What... Why?" I asked her, a little mad.

"Well... for one I don't want her ogling you or flirting with you," she said with a mischievous grin, "and two, I want to show you the dresses I try on... but they don't usually allow men at the ladies trial room... so I had to spin a story to persuade her to let you be there when I try on the dresses."

"Ohhh," I said, my mouth transforming into a naughty smile.

"Yeah... so you play along mister." We both laughed.

At that point the girl came to us and said, "I have the trial room ready for you."

We followed her towards the far end of the store to a trial room. She opened the door to the room and we saw that she had hung two dresses inside.

"Goa ahead ma'am," she told mom, "and sir you can sit here... I'll be here... you see, we don't generally allow this... so I'll keep a look out for my manager... I don't want to get into trouble."

"Oh Thank You! You're such a doll," mom thanked her and went inside the room. I sat down on the small couch in front of it. Once mom was inside and the door closed the girl initiated a conversation with me.

"It's really cute how close you and your mom are... she told me how sweet you are... being such a supportive shopping buddy," she said smiling at me, "also, it is so nice that she is supportive of your... your choices." She was finding it difficult searching her brain for politically correct words.

"Choices? Oh, you mean me being Gay!" I tried an Indian version of Cam from the sitcom 'Modern Family'. That put her on the spotlight. It was evident that she was embarrassed.

"Oh, don't be embarrassed. It's okay. Many people have gotten tongue tied once they knew I was gay. People are not really used to the idea here in India." I tried to put her at ease.

"Your mom is really pretty," she recovered quickly.

"Isn't she? I tell her every day. It's just her clothes... they are not flattering at all," I said continuing with the gay character I had assumed, "and speaking of pretty. I like your dress!"

"Oh... really? Thank you." She blushed a little.

"Yeah! It fits your shape well... If you don't mind me saying." I complimented her. I had a feeling I could be a little bolder with the compliments since she thought I was gay.

"Thanks. I guess all those hours in the gym paid off."

"We are really grateful to you for helping us out. Me and mom are sort of fashion blind. But you obviously have good taste, judging from the dresses I saw hanging in the room," I continued with the compliments.

"Wait till you see them on her. They're a little bold, but she's got the body to pull off the look."

In that instant mom opened the door. The girl came closer to see how her selection looked.

Mom looked smokin hot! The dress was shiny blue and really low cut at the front, revealing a generous amount of cleavage. Tiny threads tied behind her neck held the dress firmly on her breasts. The dress was only as long as mom's mid thigh and displayed her sexy legs.

"You look amazing ma'am... I told you a halter neck dress would suit you well," the sales girl hyped mom up. She was really happy at how well her selection had worked out.

"Do I?" mom asked glancing at me.

"You look hot mom!" I said. Mom blushed a little at my bold gay Avatar.

"Yes ma'am," the girl concurred, "give us a twirl." Mom did a cute twirl, showing us the back of the dress. Her ass... oh man... the dress really accentuated her curves. It was pretty low cut at the back too showing almost all of her back. It dawned on me that mom could not be wearing a bra in this dress. A hard-on started forming in my pants. I had to be careful not to let it show.

"Total babe, you are in this dress mom!" I said.

"Okay, let me try on the next one and then we'll decide... I'm so excited." Mom giggled as she closed the door.

"The material of the cloth looked really smooth," it was me who initiated the conversation this time.

"Oh yes... it's satin," the girl said, "in fact the dress I'm wearing now is also satin."

"Nice," I said, "well, this may sound odd... but could I just feel the material?" She was hesitant for a couple of seconds. I dialled up the charm offensive on my face.

"Sure," she said, unsure... but she came closer. I extended my hand to touch her dress over her thighs. I moved my hands around a little, making a concentrated face as if I was keen on how the material felt. Meanwhile I felt her tight thighs.

"That's so smooth!" I offered my verdict. She was pleased.

Then mom opened the door wearing a pink colour mini dress. It was a little odd looking at the front. I learned later that the colour was actually called hot pink and the design, a cow cut. By odd, I don't mean bad... it was just loose at the very top creating an impression that her boobs would pop out when she moved. This dress too showed a good amount of cleavage... but mom was holding the dress pressed to her belly.

"Darling, help me with the zip," she said and turned her left side to me. This one zipped up on the side. The way she held the dress low, the dress had parted considerably at the top showing a major portion of her sideboob. I almost drooled at the sight of her round breast. I was sure the girl could see mom's boob and she seemed awkward.

"Mom! You're popping out," I laughed, trying to make it less awkward. I winked secretly at mom.

"Oh shut up! What's a little breast do to you? You're gay! And she's a woman. She doesn't mind." Mom played along. I zipped her up. The girl seemed to relax.

"So what's the verdict on this one?" mom asked the girl first.

"Uhh... the best thing about this dress is it shows more leg than the last one. But I don't love the front as much."

I too noticed that the dressed stopped at the top of mom's thighs. Her legs were looking really sexy. But the front didn't really work.

"I think the shiny blue dress is the one for you tonight." I said without doubt.

"I agree." the girl said.

"Ok then. Decision made." Mom handed the blue dress to the girl and asked me to go with her and bill it, while she changed back to her clothes.

"I saw that you felt awkward there earlier... when mom's breast popped out. Mom isn't so conscious around me coz I'm gay." I told the girl as we walked.

"It's okay... you guys are really cute together. I hope that if I have a son, I can be as close to him as you two are." She said sweetly.

'If only you knew how close we really are!' I thought to myself.

Mom took some time to catch up with us at the billing section and curiously she had another shopping bag in her hand. Mom quickly paid for the purchase and we thanked the girl once more before we left the store.

The club we were supposed to go to was on the top floor of the mall. Mom went into the ladies room beside the elevator on the top floor to change while I waited outside.

A cleaning staff appeared pushing a small cart empty except for a mop. I thought it might look odd to him, me standing right outside the ladies room door. So I moved away. But he didn't notice me at all. He was probably used to minding his own business. He stopped outside a door and went inside. Through the open door I saw that it was a storeroom for the cleaning staff. He came out with some supplies and went off pushing the cart.

"Hey," I heard mom's voice from behind. I turned around and what I saw gave me an instant hard-on. She had on the shiny blue dress we had just bought. In my mind I thanked the salesgirl once more... coz the dress made mom a bombshell. The fleshy part of her navel below the belly button caused a beautiful indentation on the dress. The deep cleavage it showed was sure going to attract a lot of attention tonight, I thought. The thought caused my hard cock to twitch inside my pants.

It was not just the dress. Mom had put on light make up too, that complimented the dress nicely. Red lipstick that she had on made her lips look really luscious. She had let her hair loose and the way it flowed down on her back went well with the open back dress. The clincher was a pair of red heels, that I had never seen mom wear before. The added height and the slight change in posture it caused did wonders for mom's look tonight.

"So, the heels were what was in that other shopping bag?" I queried naughtily.

"Yeah," mom blushed, "I wanted to look really sexy for you tonight."

"Do I pass in my lovers expectations?" she asked and the way she referred to me as her lover, in the third person was really arousing.

"You have far exceeded them!" I assured mom and my eyes dropped downwards, inviting mom to look at the tent my erect cock had caused in my pants.

"Oh my... I believe you. That fat cock of yours could never lie!" mom said. I loved how our flirtatious conversations were getting progressively dirtier. This carefree and sexual Avatar of mom that she shared only with me was exhilarating... but the tent in my pants was an issue at present.

"You can't go in like that! You have to take care of that." mom said. Suddenly an idea popped into my head. I pulled mom by the hand into the cleaning supplies storeroom. It was dark inside.

"What are you doing?" mom asked nervously. I found the light switch and flicked it on. The room was barely a little larger than a closet, with cleaning supplies stacked on a shelf along two of its walls.

"Trust me mom!" I said as I turned her around to face a shelf and pushed on her back. Mom placed her hands on the shelf as she bent over at the waist like I wanted her to.

"Bend a little further and push your ass out towards me," my voice took on a dominant tone.

"Yes my love," mom complied. Then I picked her shiny blue dress by its hem on her thighs and pulled it up exposing her panty covered ass. The panty was almost like a thong and dipped into the crack of her ass. I pulled the dress over her ass and pushed it down on her bent torso. The dress got bunched just below her breasts. I placed my palms on her buttcheeks and squeezed.

"Uhmm... yeah," mom moaned unsure what to expect. I opened the fly of my pants, pulled my underwear down and freed my raging hard cock. I then pulled the thin strip of cloth off the crack of mom's ass and placed my cock in her butt cleavage. I proceeded to rub my cock on her ass. The soft skin of her ass felt amazing against my cock.

"Oh my god son... uhmmm yeaaah... rub it on me darling," mom's moans started taking on a slightly slutty lisp. I continued moving my hips back and forth, sliding my cock on mom's butt crack. Pre-cum oozed onto mom's butt, lubricating my cock's movement.

"Oh darling... give it to me... rub your cock on my butt... cum on it son!" mom's dirty talk was edging me closer.

"I'm close mom!" I said, increasing the pace of the rubbing.

"Come on motherfucker!" mom words came as an exciting seductive shock to my ears. I couldn't believe my ears.

"What? Mom!" I moaned.

"Motherfucker!" mom confirmed that I had indeed heard her rightly, "coz I'm your mother... and you're fucking me!"

That was the final nudge... I creamed on mom's butt, spraying rope after rope of copious milky cum all over her butt cheeks.

"Oh my god mom!" I was panting, "that's the most I've cum in my entire life." Mom laughed, still bent over, pushing her ass back at my spent cock...but I pulled back.

"We have to get out of here," I said. I put my cock back inside my pants and zipped up my fly. I looked around and found a roll of toilet paper on a shelf. I tore some off it and cleaned my cum off mom's butt. Then I put her panty strap back into the crack and pulled her dress down over her ass. She straightened her dress as she turned back. We shared a passionate kiss before sneaking out of the storeroom.

A few raised eyebrows at our obvious age difference welcomed us at the entrance of the club, but we disregarded it. The doors opened and our ears were treated to the thumps of club music. The place was basically a large bar-restaurant with a nice dancefloor in one corner.

"Table for two?" a waitress enquired as we walked in.

"Yes," mom confirmed, "near the dancefloor please."

"Sure," the waitress led us to a table right next to the dancefloor. Just as we sat down we were presented with the food menu and the drinks menu. The waitress went away to give us time to go through the menu.

"So... have you ever secretly had alcohol with your friends?" mom asked in a mock interrogation. I smiled sheepishly.

"Once, Vodka."

"Was it good?"

"Yes," I nodded enthusiastically, remembering how relaxed and uninhibited I had felt once the vodka kicked in.

"So we'll order vodka," mom said. I couldn't believe that mom was going to have vodka with me.

We ordered and were served vodka quite quickly. We also ordered Chicken kebabs.

"Have you ever had alcohol mom?" I asked.

She looked at me lovingly and placed her hand on mine, "This is my first time."

"Cheers!" We clinked our glasses together and downed the drink. We ordered two more. Our kebabs were served in between and we munched on it in between drinks. It was after the third glass that I felt the world slow down a little. I realized that the alcohol was having its effect. I looked over at mom.

"Do you feel anything?" I asked her.

"Yes... I feel relaxed... things have slowed down," she answered, "and I feel happy... being here with you, my son... my lover... you mean the world to me... you make me feel alive."

Mom went into a monologue, "I was feeling trapped in a loveless life with your dad... don't get me wrong, he is not a bad man... just that he's a little too prim and proper and... and uptight and prudish and... boring! And I had shrunk to fit within his world... just letting days pass me by, not exactly living you know... but all that changed a couple of weeks ago... when you started paying attention to me... when you started looking at me as a woman and not just your mother... at first I thought I was imagining things... then I saw the way you stared at my breasts when you massaged my scalp and it excited me... I started looking forward to the next day... and now see where we are... lovers!" I listened to mom pouring her heart out and I felt a little sad at all her years that were wasted.

I held mom's hand in mine and looked deep into her eyes.

"Mom... I promise the rest of your life is going to be exciting. We are going to have fun." I told her. We stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds.

Then mom stood up and pulled me up on my feet. I followed her onto the dance floor. She took us to a corner of the dancefloor that was dimly lit.

"Dance with me," she said and started swaying her body to the music. I joined in. We danced close to each other and let ourselves loose, enjoying the movements that the beats of the music inspired in us. It was quite early in the night and there were only a few others on the dancefloor.

Suddenly mom leaned in towards my ear and said, "hold me." Then she turned and pressed her back on my body. I hesitated, looking around to see if anyone was staring.

"Hold me," she said again. She grabbed my hands and brought them around to place them on her belly. My cock was growing in my pants and mom rubbed her ass on it... sort of like a slow twerk. I held her close and our bodies moved as one to the music.

I searched around once again to confirm that no one was staring... but there were a few eyes on us. Few guys at nearby tables found their eyes straying away from their girlfriends and towards mom. I found it arousing me... other men letching at mom. I decided to up the ante. I raised my hands from mom's belly to just below her tits. The way I held her tightly, my arms were pushing her tits up. Mom was dancing with abandon... and the poor girls at nearby tables were finding it difficult to make their boyfriends concentrate on them.

We continued this sexual and seductive dance for a few more minutes. Then we realized that it was getting difficult to be steady on our feet. We went back to our table and ate what was left of the kebabs. We paid the bill and left shortly afterwards.

We walked hand in hand to our hotel. Thank god we had checked into this hotel so near to the mall. We were really drunk. It was 9.30 PM when we walked into the hotel lobby. I pressed the elevator button. When the elevator door opened and revealed that it was empty, mom walked into it and leaned back on its wall pushing her chest out quite obviously. I followed her inside and checked the button pad. I pressed the 9th floor button. The doors closed and the elevator started rising. Mom was looking at me with a kind of 'fuck me' eyes. I went closer to her and placed my hand behind her neck. My fingers found the knot of her halter neck dress and pulled it free. The dress fell off her tits revealing two bullet like hard nipples. I lowered my mouth on them and sucked on them one after the other. I sucked hard and loud. Mom moaned even louder. My lips circled her brown areola and my tongue played with her nipple.

Just then we heard the 'TING' of the elevator doors opening. I stood straight and spread out my chest to give mom the cover so that she could adjust herself. The elevator doors opened on the sixth floor and an old woman entered. Luckily, she didn't acknowledge us and we repaid in kind. She got off on 8th floor.

We went up one more floor and practically ran to our room. The moment the door to our room closed behind us, she took her hand off the untied dress and it fell off her chest once again. She pulled it down and off her, standing in front of me in just her transparent black panty. I was naked and beside her in seconds.

I pushed her back and she fell on her back on the bed, with her legs dangling off the edge. I hooked my fingers into the sides of her panty and pulled it down her legs.

"Mom... I'm going to lick your pussy now!" I said.

"Oh god!" I heard her moan in anticipation as I pushed her legs apart and kneeled on the floor beside the bed. I lowered my head down with my mouth open and tongue pushed out.

"Oh my fucking god!" mom moaned again as my tongue made contact with her pussy. I pushed my tongue down spreading her pussy lips and finding her clit. I ran my tongue over it and felt mom's body shiver. I licked again and was rewarded with sexy moans. Mom's hand came down and held my head, pressing it down on her mound. I got the signal loud and clear. I took a deep breath and ran my tongue again and again over her clit. My tongue worked fast as if a motor was powering it.

"I love the taste of your pussy," I said in between, lifting my head off for a second. Immediately I resumed my licking. My tongue flicked at her clit so fast that she was lifting her hips to get more. Just then I made my tongue stiff and poked her clit hard. A spasm went through her body like an earthquake and she came on my mouth. I inhaled deeply as sticky juice flowed over my lips and down my chin. My nostrils filled up with the arousing smell of mom's pussy.

I wiped my face with my discarded t shirt and drank some water before climbing up on the bed on the other side. I was tired from the eventful day. Mom was still recovering from the storm of an orgasm she had just had. A while later she came close and cuddled, placing her head on my chest.

"I love you." she said.

"I love you too." I replied. She fell asleep in my arms. My head felt heavy from the hangover of last night's drinks. I had woken up but my eyelids refused to open. My mind was hanging on to the last threads of a dream that was about to disappear... a dream like none I had before.

I was inside a cave... it was damp... and dark except for the light shining down from an opening right above me... I felt unsteady, as if I would fall over any moment... just the direction in which I was about to fall seemed to keep changing, disorienting me... then I felt my feet leaving the wet floor of the cave... my body rose up... I was floating in the air... equidistant from the floor and the ceiling... water dripped off the roof on to my face... just then something covered the opening above... something heavy... I could hear something slithering and twigs breaking under its heaviness... then the face of a serpent appeared, its head so big it could swallow a goat... it hissed at me menacingly, lowering its head down through the opening on the cave's ceiling... it opened its mouth wide... baring its fangs... then it shot its head towards me and enveloped my body in one fell swoop.

I flinched awake, entering the real world... my eyes opening to let in the little slivers of light that slipped in through the tiny gaps in the window blinds... but still the uneasy feeling of being trapped in a damp cave didn't leave me. I felt some movement below.

I lifted my head with difficulty and saw an incredible sight that cleared my head of all the uneasiness and filled it with euphoria. Mom was sucking my flaccid cock, her tongue making my cock damp... and suddenly the dream made sense.

Mom was on her knees, her ass thrust up from the bed beside my chest... she had her torso bent towards the foot of the bed for her mouth to reach my cock. My eyes, that had just woken up, flew open like saucers at the sight of mom's majestic ass so close to my right. My cock started growing and mom became aware that I'd woken up.

"Hey sleepyhead!" she lifted her mouth off my cock and smiled that gorgeous smile of hers, "I thought this might be the best way to wake you up."

"Oh God Yes... you're mouth feels amazing on my cock," I said in my morning raspy voice. She lowered her mouth to take it back into her mouth. My neck was hurting from keeping it lifted without support. I picked up the other pillow too and stacked it on top of mine. I rested my neck back down. The height of the two pillows allowed me a comfortable line of sight on the action going down between my legs.

Mom's lips were wrapped around my now fully erect cock. As she lowered her mouth, my cock slid slowly into her mouth. She pushed her mouth down as far as it could go. Only an inch and a half separated her lips from my balls. Saliva leaked out of the corners of her mouth, slid down my cock and collected in a small pool on my pubic area. Then mom lifted her mouth slowly, revealing the length of my cock... inch by inch, little veins on it glistening with her saliva.

She repeated this up and down motion slowly. There was no urgency today... nowhere to reach... no one was going to walk in on us. She sucked my cock at a leisurely pace. I lifted my right hand, that was resting on my chest, and placed it on mom's right buttcheek. I squeezed it so hard that mom moaned on my cock. I added my left hand too and spread her cheeks apart. Her brown pussy presented itself in all its glory. It looked so much better from behind. I grabbed her left thigh, lifted it off the bed and placed it on my left side.

Mom's pussy was now right in front of my face. Mom gasped and adjusted her knees on either side of me to get comfortable. I held her by the hips and pulled, closing the small gap between my mouth and her pussy. The moment my tongue touched her cunt mom let out a wild moan and pushed her pussy back towards my mouth. My face from the chin to the nose was lodged between mom's buttcheeks as I licked mom's pussy. My saliva mixed with mom's already wet pussy and it elicited slurpy sounds each time my tongue ran over it.

Both of us moaned from the pleasure each other's mouth was providing. As we licked and sucked on each other's genitals, we started getting more horny and the pumps of our orgasms cranked. I increased the pace of licking mom's pussy as she sucked faster on my cock. Our mouths worked at furious pace... licking and sucking... and then I felt cum rising from my balls. The moment my warm semen entered mom's mouth, she was hit by her orgasm... an animalistic groan left her vocal chord as she dripped on my mouth and chin and my cock filled up her mouth. Her pussy slid off my mouth as her hips fell down to rest on my chest. Her juices spilled down from my chin on my neck. I inhaled a hard breath, panting. Mom lifted her mouth off my cock with a slurp, the warm milky white contents of her mouth spilling on my cock and balls.

A few seconds later, once we caught our breath, she picked up my dirty t shirt and cleaned the cum off me. Then she threw it off and lifted her ass up from my chest, turned around and fell on the bed beside me. She cuddled up to me and raised her head up towards mine and planted a kiss on my lips that were wet with her juices.

"I made your face all wet," she said trailing a finger on my wet chin down my neck.

"I liked it," I smiled.

She then got up from the bed and pulled me up by my hand. She led me to the bathroom, her ass jiggling in front of me... and we washed each other's body in the shower... kissing while the shower water ran down our faces.

We came out of the shower drying our bodies with towels. Once I was done, I spread my towel over a chair beside the bed and sat down on it. Mom took some more time towelling the water off her thick long hair. She then spread her towel on the little chair in front of the dressing table and sat down. She picked up the hair drier from its stand and switched it on. It's loud sounds filled the room as she pointed it at her hair, drying her tresses. Once that was done she picked up her hairbrush and started working on her hair. I watched all this silently for a while.

Then I asked, "What's our plan for today mom?"

"Nothing... we have the whole day to ourselves... we can only go home late evening... dad expects us back by the evening train remember?" mom replied, her concentration mostly on the job at hand... brushing her hair.

"So we're going to hang out here whole day?"

"What do you want to do then?"

"I don't know... we can go out... to the mall maybe," I said, while my brain thought about alternatives. Then an idea popped.

"How about a movie?" I proposed.

"That sounds fun." Mom agreed. So it was decided. We were going to watch a movie at the multiplex theatre in the mall.

I was ready in no time, wearing a fresh t shirt and shorts. I skipped underwear as all of them were dirty. I found mom standing in front of her open bag naked, figuring out what to wear.

"What are you going to wear?" I asked.

"I don't know... I could wear the blue kurti... no... not that... I don't know... and I don't have any clean inners too." She complained.

"Will you wear the red saree?" I requested her.

"You want me to?" Mom asked.

"Yes mom. Please wear the saree... it has a special place in my heart," I confirmed.

"Why? What's so special about it?"

I hesitated a bit before saying, "Its what you wore when we fucked." She blushed red at that.

"Also, even I didn't have any clean underwear... so I skipped it," I said, meaning she could skip it too.

She took my suggestion and wore the underskirt, blouse and saree without any innerwear. At around 11 AM we checked out of the hotel... hoping that the staff who came to clean up wouldn't recognise the smell of sex on the sheets.

At the box office we learned that the multiplex was screening five movies today. Three of them had good rating and had established actors, I checked on the internet... but those shows were in the afternoon. So mom chose a movie starring an obscure debutante, a show of which would start in half an hour. We booked two tickets for that.

We had a quick brunch at the food court before we headed for the moviehall screening our pick. We entered the dimly lit hall and sat on our reserved seats. We were the first ones in.

The screen flicked to life and started showing a series of upcoming movie trailers. Only a few people came in. Even when our movie began the hall was only around twenty percent occupied. It confirmed my suspicion that the movie was going to be a drag. There were a couple of men six seats away in our row. Then I saw mom checking out other rows in front of us. When I followed her gaze, I saw that there was no one in the first eight rows of the hall near the screen. People were seated on the 9th row and upwards. Mom stood up and gestured to me to follow her. She made her way down to the 5th row and moved sideways to the extreme left corner. She sat down on the penultimate seat and me on the last one.

I tried to follow the story of the movie for about half an hour, but it was too boring. However, mom seemed interested in the movie. Having nothing else to do, I raised my right arm and brought it behind mom's head, placing my palm on her shoulder at the edge of her blouse. She responded by sliding down on her seat a little and resting her head comfortably on my arm. I left my hand still for a while. Seeing as how mom's eyes were glued on the screen, I tried once again to follow the dialogues and the plot... but to no avail. I was getting distracted too frequently.

I decided to get a little adventurous. Slowly, I edged my hand from the edge of her blouse to the skin near her neck. I started running my fingers in a small circle there. I checked mom's face... still engrossed in the movie.

The circles my fingers traced got bigger each time, touching more of her skin... but they were impeded by the loose end of her saree, her 'pallu'. My fingers pushed at the pallu on each pass, but it didn't budge... it was pinned to her blouse at the left shoulder. I made up my mind. On the next pass my fingers slipped under the pallu and traced the skin near mom's cleavage.

This distracted mom. She was now aware of the little game my fingers were playing. Soon after, I saw mom's hands reach up at her left shoulder toying with her blouse. Then her hands appeared to have dropped to her sides without having done anything. My hands were still on her shoulder for a while... seeing if she would do anything else. She was motionless.

A while later I resumed tracing my fingers on the bare skin around her shoulder... but this time as I tried to slip my fingers under her pallu, it budged. I pushed a little more and it slipped further. When my fingers reached her cleavage the pallu fell off her shoulders baring the cups of mom's blouse. The pallu fell bunched on mom's lap. My heart skipped a beat. I looked behind us. Luckily, we were really far from the nearest occupied seat. The realization got me excited. A hard-on started pitching a tent in my shorts.

My fingers started grazing the top of mom's breasts, dipping in and out of her cleavage. The soft flesh of mom's tits felt smooth against my fingers. Mom had perfect skin. I spent a few minutes this way... but soon wanted more.

I lowered my mouth to mom's left ear and whispered, "Unhook your blouse!" My cock was full mast as I said this.

I heard a quick intake of breath. Shortly her hands came up to her blouse. I couldn't see much in the dim light of the hall. Her hands fell back to her sides in a few seconds.

The fingers of my right hand advanced downwards... unencumbered... till my palm cupped her right tit. I massaged it lightly with my fingers and was amazed by the response... her nipple came alive, digging into my palm. I played with her breast... caressing, squeezing, rubbing, pinching and pulling. Mom struggled to suppress her moans... but her breast rose and fell very fast... and her quickening breaths gave me a measure of how turned on she was.

Meanwhile, my cock was straining inside my shorts... uncomfortably constrained as it was. Mom noticed me squirming. Her left hand reached for my fly. She pulled it down and my cock sprung free... grateful for the freedom. She grabbed it at the base, wrapping her hand around it. She started moving her hand up and down jerking my hard cock. It felt good... but I wanted more. My cock had strained for too long in my shorts that I was too horny to be satisfied by a handjob.

"I need more!" I told mom, taking care to keep my horny voice low.

She peeped around nervously before kneeling down on the floor in front of my seat, facing my cock. I saw her licking her lips and knew that she was about to take it into her mouth... but below her lips my eyes focussed on her bare breasts and hard nipples... and I knew I wanted something different from what she was about to do.

"Put my cock in between your tits!" I told her in a commanding tone.

She was unsure at first, but did as she was told. She leaned forward on my lap, grabbed my cock and pushed it down... fitting it inside her deep cleavage.

"Now push your tits together with my cock in between... and masturbate me," I gave her instructions. She nodded, her eyes full of lust... and squished her tits from the sides trapping my cock in between. Then she moved her torso back and forth, jerking my cock. Her eyes never left mine as my cock rubbed the skin between her tits. She was sure enjoying this new way of pleasuring my cock. I started thrusting my cock, trying to match the rhythm of mom's movements. My cock head was tingling and ready to cum in a few seconds... but suddenly the movie screen turned black and flashed the words 'Intermission'.

I quickly pulled mom up on her seat. She just about managed to cover her bare tits with the pallu when the lights came on illuminating every inch of the hall. She hadn't hooked her blouse. As for me, I got just enough time to push my cock inside my shorts.

Some of the people who were in the hall stood up and started walking towards the exit. Me and mom were panting lightly. We sat motionless.

Minutes passed by. Some of the people who had gone out of the hall came back holding popcorn buckets and coke. My cock remained hard, threatening to slip out of my fly, which I had not zipped up.

Few more uncomfortable moments went by before the hall was dark again. Everyone was back in their seats, watching the movie that had resumed on the screen.

"I have to have you now!" I whispered to mom and her eyes bulged in shock.

"I need your pussy now mom... I can't wait any longer... I'm too horny." I said again.

"But how?"

I thought for some time. The only way it could be done without attracting attention was if I laid down in the gap in front of our seats and she rode my cock. I told her the plan and slowly slid down from my seat on to the carpeted floor. Once I had lied down I freed my cock... it stood up ramrod straight waiting for the folds of mom's pussy.

Still sitting on the seat, mom bent down and grabbed the hem of her saree and underskirt. She pulled them up slowly as she slid down from her seat. Slowly she placed her knees on either side. She lifted the saree and underskirt some more with her right hand and inserted her left hand under the clothes... her hand grabbed my cock and aimed it at her cunt. The bulbous head of my cock split her lips... she rubbed it there for a few seconds... lubricating it with her wetness. Then she pushed my cock into her vagina.

A soft moan escaped her lips as my cock slipped deep into her. That made her nervous. She was apprehensive. Then she removed the pallu from her shoulder, crumpled it into her fist and inserted it into her mouth to stop any sound from escaping her mouth.

She started riding my cock slowly. It was the second time my cock was inside mom, I thought to myself... and if the spirit from the hill be willing, I wanted to raise that number to thousands. My cock slipped in and out of her moist hole. She placed her hands flat my chest to support herself bouncing up and down on my hips. Her saree came between her meaty ass and my thighs, cushioning the bounces and preventing the slapping sounds from making our secret fucking conspicuous.

The pace of our fucking increased, her ass frantically bobbing up and down on me as my hard cock fucked mom's wet pussy. The expression on her face told me she was at the verge. My cock head tingled again and semen rose from my balls. It shot out of my cock into mom's cunt... filling it up, as mom had a quiet orgasm... the saree in her mouth muffling her moans.

Once all the semen had left my cock I relaxed, catching my breath. Mom was still in the throes of her orgasm for a few more seconds. She squeezed he tits trying to amplify the orgasm. Once she too was done, I removed the pallu from her mouth.

"Uhhmmm!" she sighed and moaned at the same time.

"Mom?" I called

"Mmm?" she said her eyes still closed.

"Tell me that was the best fuck you've ever had!" I demanded. She took a few more seconds to climb down from her high and open her eyes.

"Honest to God! That was the best fuck of my entire life." She said, her voice tender with love. My heart swelled with love.

We sat back up on our seats quietly. There was probably half an hour more to go for the movie... but we were not interested in it. We pushed back the retractable armrest between our seats and hugged sideways while our lips found each other. We spent the rest of the movie french kissing.

Later in the evening we deliberately delayed going home hoping that dad would leave for night shift and we could have the house to ourselves... but when we climbed up the stairs to our home, we saw that the door was partly open. I pushed open the door all the way and entered carrying in both mine and mom's bag.

Curiously, we found dad's travel bag and backpack beside the sofa. Hearing the sound of the door, dad came out of the kitchen.

"Oh.. you are back! I was waiting to see you two before I left." dad said. He was wearing casuals and not his work outfit.

"I have to got to Mumbai urgently," dad explained, "The project teamlead at our Mumbai branch was arrested for leaking some details to the client's competitor. The client, a US based company, is really pissed. I have been asked to go to Mumbai for damage control. It's an important account for my company."

"If the client doesn't come back to the table that easily, I might even have to go to the states! God knows!" dad finished his piece with frustration.

He gave me and mom a hug before picking up his bags and walking out the door, leaving me and mom astonished.

A man getting arrested... dad being called to Mumbai urgently... him saying he might even have to go to US... it made us wonder. It was too strange to dismiss as just an unfortunate turn of events for dad.

In my mind a series of visions flashed as a possible explanation... a ritual... a man black as coal... a mask like an animal... a large stone with red thread wound around its peak... a wedding ring offered... a knife drawing blood... blood dripping on the stone... me and mom on the stone, making love.

"Mom, didn't you say the ritual we performed on that hill made hurdles to a couple's union magically vanish?" I asked mom. Her face was deep in thought. I had an eerie feeling. Mom looked up into my eyes. Her eyes confirmed my suspicion... we were being watched over by the hill spirit!

Mom closed the main door, picked up her bag and went to her and dad's room.

At the door she turned around and told me, "Didn't you promise me that the rest of my life was going to be exciting and fun?" She gave me a sensuous smile."Bring you're bag in here. You're sleeping with your mother from tonight!" I felt a rush of blood to my penis.

I stood transfixed for a few moments as mom went into her room. Visions from the past two weeks raced through my mind... from barging into her room and accidentally seeing her tits... to fucking her cunt inside a dimly lit theatre. My life had changed drastically in these two weeks.

I picked up my bag and moved towards mom's room... or better yet... our room. 'Our room', the words created a flutter in my heart. 'Our bed', my mind started forming new exciting images. I entered our room and found the red saree and blouse strewn on the floor. Mom was standing at the foot of our bed... buck naked. Her mouth opened forming the sexiest words I had ever heard.

"Oil me up lover!"

The End.