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      My mother gets seduced
       
      I was fourteen when this happened. At that time I had already started 
      experimenting with sex. I used to talk a lot about sex with my friends and 
      we also used to watch a lot of adult movies in the local theatres. But 
      none of us - at least, not me - had ever seen a adult film. It was my 
      greatest desire to see a adult film. My mother was in her late thirties at 
      that time. She was a very beautiful woman with a wheaty complexion and a 
      body which was the dream of every man. At my age I was very much aware of 
      the sensuality of her body. We shared a single room and it was impossible 
      for me to turn a blind eye to her voluptuous figure. I used to feel very 
      guilty when I found myself eying at her large breasts, her midriff, her 
      deep navel. But she was not at all aware of my feelings. She thought that 
      I was still a small kid. Sometimes she would change her dress standing 
      right in front of me giving me enormous hardons.
      My father passed away due to an accident when I was merely five years old.
      From then on,me and my mother were the only people in the house.Once my uncle
      (my mother's brother in law) came to stay with us for a few days.He was a middle 
      aged man with a lusty temperament.I had so many times seen him gazing at mom's
      body longingly like how a hungry dog stares at food.
      I had come from school early that day and went straight to my room.My uncle
      thinking that I was not at home went to the kitchen where my mother 
      was.I overheard him confessing his lust for her and invited her to his bed.
      My mother refused his offer but didn't seem to be angry with him.
      That night mother was very silent. She was very thoughtful while we were 
      having our dinner in the kitchen. After eating, we entered our room. There 
      were two cots in the room, put close together. I slept on one - on the one 
      next to the wall - and my mother slept on the other. The room was very 
      small. Most of the floor area was taken up by the cots. I laid down. She 
      also laid down after switching off the light."Rahul, have you studied 
      everything for your exam tomorrow?" she asked me now."Yes, mom";I 
      replied. Then silence fell in our room. The window was open and silvery 
      moonlight was flooding into the room. I was not going to sleep. My young 
      mind was almost bursting with anticipation and excitement.
      The clock in the drawing room of the house struck ten. A moment later uncle 
      knocked at the door and called my mother's name softly. My mother sat up. 
      She looked at me. I did not move a muscle. I was lying wide awake with one 
      arm placed on my forehead. She could not see my eyes. But I was afraid 
      that she might hear my rapid heartbeats. When she felt sure that I was 
      asleep, she got up and opened the door. Vasu looked at her briefly and 
      stepped in."Rahul is sleeping?"; he asked."Yes" my mother replied. He 
      looked nervous."I am not able to sleep",he said. He slowly paced up to 
      window. Then he said, in a slightly shaking voice, "I have a slight 
      headache. Can I lie down here for a while?"; She did not reply. 
      Nevertheless, he sat down and slowly laid down on her cot. He was wearing 
      only his shorts. His torso was bare. Though uncle was middle-aged he had a fairly 
      muscular body. He was a stout man with a firm belly. His chest was very 
      hairy. He looked at my mother who was standing near the door not knowing 
      what to do."Come" he said,"you also lie down".My mother hesitated. Then 
      she stepped closer to the cot. He shifted his position to the edge of the 
      cot."Lie here"he said, patting gently to indicate that he wanted her to 
      lie between him and me. For some reason he wanted to lie at the edge. This 
      position suited me also, because if he was to lie between me and my mother 
      then I would not be able to see what he was going to do to her. 
      My mother climbed on the cot at the foot and moved on all fours to reach 
      him. Her sleeveless nightdress slid off her shoulder, revealing her big,
      round tits.The sight of the two breasts seemed to freeze 
      uncle with excitement for a brief moment. My mother covered herself again 
      and reclined gently, resting her head on the pillow, a little away from 
      him. I was sure that she was hardly touching him. But he could not keep 
      from touching her. He lay unmoving for a while. Then he raised himself on 
      his elbow and continued to gaze at her lips, her neck, her breasts & her 
      whole body for a long time, as if he was seeing a woman for the first 
      time. Then, completely overcome by the passion, he grasped her shoulder 
      and bent down to kiss her face. She turned her face away from him. He 
      lowered his head further and managed to plant kisses on her cheeks, chin 
      and lips. He kissed her a number of times, all noisy, wet kisses that 
      reflected the great lust he was having for her. Then he straightened and 
      looked at her briefly. He then slowly pulled away her nightdress from her 
      shoulder, uncovering her breasts and belly. My mother impulsively crossed 
      her hands in front of her bosom to cover her boobs. He brushed away her 
      hands impatiently and placed his palm on her somewhat large belly, on the 
      smooth, warm area just below her navel and started to move his hand up. 
      When he reached the navel, he dug his middle finger into it and circled it 
      around a number of times. Then his hand moved to her midriff. A sudden 
      moan escaped her when he squeezed the soft milk white flesh there which 
      had doubled up deliciously with age. Then his hand began to journey to her 
      breasts. His palm gently cupped one breast and moved in a circle all over 
      it, as if to feel its size and rotundity. 
      Finally his palm rested at its tip and he squeezed the tit five times, 
      pressing down as he squeezed. I counted as he squeezed. He did the same 
      with the other breast. Though my mother tried to stop him by holding his 
      hand a couple of times, she was in reality enjoying it all. But she was 
      frightened. Frightened that I may wake up, frightened to reveal her 
      passion to this  man who until now she had respected as she would 
      respect a brother-in-law,frightened because she knew that what they were doing 
      was naked sin. She kept on breathing fast and she gulped a number of times 
      between her moans, as if her mouth was watering.Mom's boobs were big,
      as big as ripe coconuts, with dark nipples that were fully erect. I was quite
      taken aback by the length of the nipples. Each nipple was almost as long 
      as my little finger. Uncle was trying unsuccessfully to grab one boob in each
      of his palms. He would hold both boobs in a firm grip and try to lift them up.
      First he would seem to succeed, then the smooth tits would just slither out of 
      his hand. He then  ran the flat of his palms all over the boobs greedily and 
      kneaded them,first gently and then, as his passion grew, a little roughly. He took the 
      nipples between each thumb and forefinger and pulled them up vigorously. 
      My mother moaned,"Ummm,aahhh"I almost ejaculated when I heard that moan. 
      Of course, I was not masturbating. I was not even holding my penis which, 
      naturally, was very much erect. I was simply longing to jerk off, though. 
      But my situation was such that I could not move a muscle. The old man 
      lowered his head and started licking the nipple and the surrounding area 
      of one breast. He opened his mouth wide and took the nipple and also a 
      large portion of the breast itself into his mouth. Then he slowly lifted 
      his head, letting the breast and the nipple slither out. He repeated this 
      several times. Then he suddenly asked my mother to take off her nightdress 
      completely. She hesitated and threw a glance at me. Then, raising her 
      torso , she peeled off her blouse. She looked like a sex goddess now. She 
      had fleshy shoulders and arms and a slightly bulging belly. Her long, 
      straight hair hung loose and seemed to cover her back completely. Age had 
      only made her body nothing but juicy. Yes, I was thinking that she looked 
      like a ripe and juicy fruit. She raised her arms to tie her hair and I 
      watched in delight how her big boobs joggled from side to side with her 
      movements.
      Now uncle couldn't hold himself any longer. With his free hand he pulled 
      away his shorts and dropped it on the floor. Underneath he had nothing else 
      on. He was stark naked! I saw his penis. It was a large organ, nearly eight 
      inches long. It was fully erect. Grabbing my mother by her       shoulders he 
      climbed over her. "No", she said, trying to push him off  her,”not now. Hari will wake up.” But the old man was not to be 
      stopped.”We will not make much noise,” he whispered to her and started 
      kissing her cheeks and lips noisily as before, but now with double the 
      passion. My mother glanced at me nervously once or twice. I was hardly 
      breathing. The bright moonlight flooding into the room through the window 
      fell straight upon Vasu’s back. I watched as he caught the fat lower lip 
      of my mother between his teeth and pulled at it gently. Finally, she let 
      the hold on herself slip. She let herself be overcome by passion, 
      completely. She threw her fleshy arms around the old man and began to rub 
      her cheeks with his, her eyes shut, her mind completely relishing the 
      pleasure he was giving her.
      She began to moan in abandon, not caring at all whether her son lying on 
      the adjoining cot was awake or sleeping. The flat of her palms 
      continuously traveled up and down his back, speaking the message that now 
      she was completely with him in this game, that he was not to stop, not 
      until they both had had enough. Uncle, too, was breathing hard and softly 
      moaning like her. As they moved wildly, the cot was creaking noisily, as 
      if it too was aroused. I watched as twice my mother put her hand between 
      their writhing bodies to hold his erect penis, to squeeze it, to feel its 
      hardness. They continued in this manner for about five minutes. Now they 
      were sweating a little because the night was hot, hot and calm. In the 
      dreamy moonlight, sweat shone on my mother's breasts and belly and on 
      uncle's back. They stopped moving. “Take off your sari”, said Vasu, 
      climbing down from her body.”Um”, said she. She tied up her hair again; it 
      had got untied and completely disheveled during their long “wrestle”. She 
      gently stood up on the cot and began to unfasten her sari. I watched with 
      abated breath as she dropped her sari onto the floor and started undoing 
      the string of her petticoat. The petticoat came down, revealing her fat, 
      round thighs and her hairy cunt. The thighs were milk white. Sweat shone 
      on them, like the rest of her. She lifted her legs to step out of her 
      petticoat. She dropped it and stood on the cot stark naked. Vasu had been 
      watching her all the time, his back resting against the wall, his hand 
      holding his big cock. Moonlight fell on my mother’s naked body, showing 
      every curve. She was every inch a sex goddess. Her long hair fell down 
      loose again. But this time she let it be and came down on her knees. Vasu 
      rose from his position to take her into his arms. She received him with 
      open arms. With both of them on their knees, they hugged each other in a 
      loving embrace, feeling for each other’s body with hands that were 
      restless.
      I saw uncle's hand come to rest on my mother's ample buttocks, hold them 
      firmly and knead their fleshy round bulk. My mother kissed uncle on the 
      cheeks and neck. She stroked her cheeks on the hair on his chest. Now uncle 
      held her shoulders and made her lie down as she had been lying before. He 
      was going to fuck her. She moaned and looked at him in anticipation. She 
      spread her thighs and he kneeled down between them, holding his penis. 
      With his fingers he gently stroked and pulled at the hair on her pussy. 
      She lifted her pussy up to him. Here, take it all, she seemed to be 
      saying. Now he touched the tip of his cock to her cunt. She froze, 
      waiting. He pushed and I almost sat up on my cot just to have a closer 
      look at things. He let his cock completely disappear into my mother's 
      cunt. She moaned, a long moan of simply unbearable pleasure. He caught 
      hold of her shoulders to balance himself and started to move his pelvis 
      back and forth, back and forth, the cot creaking with his 
      motion."Ummmm,ahhhh,uummmmm"my mother moaned. She did not know what to 
      do with her hands for they were moving in all directions, touching 
      whatever they felt like touching. They seemed to have a life of their own. 
      The man, was moving rather slowly. My impatient mother was again and again
      raising her hips, urging him to move faster. He kept moving for about five
      minutes and then he began to pant vigorously. 
      Soon he was totally drenched in sweat. He stopped suddenly.
      "I'll lie down. You move.",he said to my mother. So they repositioned 
      themselves. Uncle lay down with his head resting on the pillow. Mother 
      stood with her knees planted on either sides of his body. She guided his 
      equipment into her wet cunt once again and started moving. Oh, how she 
      moved! The cot creaked wildly and I was wondering if it would give away. 
      Oh, how her breasts were jumping up and down with her. She would pause 
      occasionally to brush away a strand of her loose hair from her face. She 
      was softly moaning as she moved, giving uncle the time of his life. Uncle 
      lay relaxed. His hands occasionally rose to touch her lovely breasts, or 
      to hold her sweating buttocks. Sometimes she would hold uncle's shoulder 
      and lean forward as she moved, her oversized breasts hanging flaccidly 
      over his face. Oh, how the twin melons would dance. I looked without 
      even blinking, so as not to miss anything. They fucked for twenty minutes. 
      Then when their passion was spent, they lay down exhausted in each other's 
      arms. But, in another ten minutes, they were ready for one more go.

      This was the first of my mother's nights with Vasu. Many more were to come.
      Many more. 

      
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