Cant Stop Living

"Hi mom," Vani stormed into the kitchen as always and hugged her mother innocently.

"Hi Vani," Mala replied with a stale expression on her face. She wasn't her usual self to enjoy the childish hug of her daughter today because of the unbelievable incident that took place so early in the morning.

Vani's eyebrows shrunk at once realizing that her mother wasn't looking all that cheerful on a wonderful Sunday morning. She knew that her mother did go into a shell more often than not after her father's death and hence presumed that it was just another occasion.

"Oh mom," Vani kissed her mother on her cheeks and said with compassion. "Still thinking about Dad?"

Mala stood silent for a while letting the drops from her eyes roll down her cheeks. She badly needed a shoulder to lean to and cry out. But, she knew that her daughter could be the wrong choice.

"Something is bothering you," Vani said while she kept her mother in the gentle hug. "Why don't you share your worries with us?"

"Forget it," Mala spoke letting a sense of despondency taking over. "Let me go ahead and prepare the breakfast."

Vani was sensible to gauge her mother's mood and decided not to press any further. She left the kitchen with confusion written all over her face.

At 29 years, Vani was already overdue for marriage. The showcase in the sitting room stood a testimony to her glorious recent past with those wonderful cups and medallions shining through the glass. She was a natural athlete as her father found out when she was still at school. While Sanju, her brother evinced some interest in playing cricket, he wasn't really serious about making a career out of it. He didn't have the conviction to compete and emerge as a successful sportsman and hence opted for a nice white collar job after finishing college.

Vani had won her first gold medal representing her school when she was hardly 14 years and never looked back since then. The school management was shrewd enough to make good use of her prowess as they encouraged her to go from strength to strength, winning some medal or the other. Her parents were delighted to see their daughter in the limelight and more so because of the numerous scholarships which came flowing from everywhere. Winning a bronze medal at the Commonwealth games provided the highpoint to her career and she didn't regret being a virgin at 25 years. She became the Regional Manager of an insurance company of very high repute and surely she never missed anything in life other than a man and sex. By the time she realized that her body wasn't fit enough to compete in any more events, she was 29 years old, looking stale and rigid for a virgin.

Sanju was 34 years and remained unmarried for the sake of his sister. As per conventions, he had to wait till his only sister got married, something which never happened. He couldn't stay away from the family after his father died and was content to be with his mother and single sister. He was in a thankless situation where he couldn't gather the courage to look for sex outside although his eagerness about sex had grown in leaps and bounds for quite sometime. Finally, his desperation forced him to look out for sex within the four walls of his own house.

Mala never had any clue about her son's growing curiosity about sex till her day began with the worst shock of her life. She began rewinding whatever transpired early in the morning. "Here you are," Mala, his mother entered his room with a steaming cup of coffee. Sanju hurriedly smashed the burning cigarette into the ashtray and puffed off the smoke.

"Oh no," Mala said with an overtone of disgust in her voice. "You are smoking a bit too much nowadays."

"Sorry Mom," Sanju apologetically said. "Don't go away; I need to talk to you."

Mala kept the coffee cup on the tray and walked towards him. "Tell me."

Sanju briskly walked towards the sink and began washing his mouth in a hurry. He pulled the towel which hung right above the sink and wiped his moist face softly before walking towards his mother.

"Is there anything serious you would like to talk about?" Mala queried with surprise.

"I guess it is," Sanju replied with a funny smile before grabbing Mala by her waist and pulling her close to his body. It took a few seconds for Mala to comprehend what is going on and by the time she realized his intentions, his lips were firmly planted on her mouth. She moaned into him while her hands tried to push against his broad chest. She froze like an icepack as she felt his son's big bulge was searching for her crotch. She helplessly closed her eyes as he began drawing her lips inside his mouth and began chewing them gently. Her weakening hands stopped pushing against him and instead inched up to clutch his shoulders. Her eyelids tightened as Sanju held her firmly with one hand while his other hand moved up to cup her left breast beneath her sari. He wasn't trying to squeeze but was just letting his fingers to hold the sagging flesh gently while his thumb began searching for her nipple.

"No," She suddenly freed herself from her son's lusty grip and screamed. "I can't let you do this."

"Please mom."

Mala realized that her mind had begun wavering after the brief erotic touch of her son. She knew that staying any longer in the room could very well encourage her son to go ahead and complete the seduction without much resistance from her. She feared that the family fabric stood exposed to the risk of breaking off if and ever she yielded to her son. She decided to move out of the room at once.

"Please stop mom, I want you to stay."

Sanju took a couple of leaps ahead of his frightened mother and closed the door. Mala's heart was thudding heavily as she feared that the improbable could happen now.

"Sanju, Please," Mala pleaded. "I am your mother, 55 years now. Please don't make me commit this sin."

"I don't have a choice," Sanju tried to reason with his mother while his eyes hungrily gazed at her body. "I badly want to know about a woman's body and I can't think of anyone else."

Mala wasn't allowed to reply as she found herself pushed on to the bed before she could bat her eyelids. Her reflexes weren't sharp enough to rise quickly and it was a bit too late once Sanju came down heavily on her. His searched for her breasts again and unlike the previous touch, he was holding both her breasts harder and she could feel her flesh being squeezed more fiercely.

"This is very wrong," Mala whimpered. "Your Dad will never forgive us."

"He is dead," Sanju fumed. "I am alive and so you are."

Mala watched her son pulling off her sari with trembling hands. She wasn't yielding yet and kept holding the loose end of the sari with all the strength she could muster. Sanju made a few futile attempts before realizing that she wouldn't let her sari go off and desperately jumped on her to grab her breasts yet again. After squeezing them really hard for a while, his hands entered her blouse and began searching underneath her bra. Mala squirmed feeling his warm palms brushing her nipples and her saggy breasts began swelling in excitement.

"I beg you...please leave me alone," Mala fumbled for words while Sanju started sucking her blouse. She hissed every time his growing bulge brushed against her abdomen and soon understood that his son was showing his inexperience in sex. She decided to let him pass out once and let her right hand reach towards his crotch and tweaked his bulge gently.

"Sanju, wait for a second," She spoke in a tone to convince her son that she was willing to cooperate with him. While Sanju stopped momentarily, she sat up and unbuttoned her blouse much to the delight of her son. His eyes grew like a balloon watching her take off the bra and his face leaned towards her naked breasts once they came out hanging in the air.

"Take it one by one," Mala trailed her fingers all over her loose breasts before letting her right hand to hold the right breast pointing towards her son's mouth. "Suck it now!"

Sanju wasn't waiting as he launched into her right breast and devoured it inside his mouth. Mala couldn't resist a gentle moan escape her lips as his tongue brushed her hardening nipple. She had to conceal her excitement as her left hand reached towards his zipper and began dragging it down. She pulled out his member from the brief in a flash and gripped it hard wrapping it around with her fingers. Sanju kept sucking her right breast while he held on to her left breast and began squeezing it with absolute relish. Mala was biting her lips telling herself that she shouldn't be giving way for any further excitement. Her left hand briskly stroked his dick and kept increasing the speed while her horny son concentrated on her breasts. She smiled to herself feeling his dick growing harder and longer as she stroked. She tried hard to control her emotions as her son was getting softer and softer on her breasts.

"Now, take the other one," Mala said as she stopped her son and let him take her left breast inside his mouth. "Suck it as much as you wish."

Sanju began having a go at her left breast while his dick shook in excitement as Mala stroked it deliriously. It was mixed feelings for the mother as she felt amused seeing her son's dick was about to explode while she was just about beginning to enjoy her breasts being sucked so hard by him.

"Yes..yes..keep sucking," She accelerated her son who obliged by sucking harder and moaning against her breasts. The experienced woman was building up her son's excitement with her fake moans while her left hand worked in lightning speed to let his dick reach its climax as soon as possible. Her eyes were glued to his hard meat as she struggled to ignore the sensational feeling on her nipples.

"Oh my son...are you satisfied? Suck it dear...suck it as much as you want...suck your mother's tits." She kept muttering with amusement as her son was having a go at her breast like mad.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Sanju screamed letting her breast slip off his mouth. Mala grinned as she watched his dick exploding like a fountain sending thick white semen into the air. Her eyes swelled in amazement seeing consecutive loads of cum flowing out of the hard dick before it began shrinking like magic.

"You passed out," Mala kissed Sanju on his forehead and said. "You need to wait for a while before going at me again."

Sanju gasped for breath and rested on his elbows with exhaustion. His face was written with disappointment and he wasn't noticing the mischievous smile on his mother's face.

"I need to go down," Mala easily sat up and got down from the cot. "I don't want Vani to get suspicious."

Sanju was taking long breathes as he watched his mother setting her sari right with a flashy smile. He knew that it wasn't the complete sex he had wished although it was more than the excitement he had wished. He kept glaring at his mother who opened the door and walked down the stairs.

Mala was sprinting like a girl as she entered the kitchen apparently relieved by the fact that she didn't let her son get into her. She shook once remembering the size of her son's dick and sighed in relief that it could never make its way inside her cunt. However, she did realize that Sanju had induced her sexual instincts after her husband's death with his frantic sucking. She felt her nipples were still hard after the treatment her son gave her and wondered when and how they would eventually recede to their original size. As she approached the platform, she quickly lit up the stove and decided that the best way to forget the whole thing was to concentrate on the cooking. Once she completed keeping the pressure cookers on the stoves, her hands reached out to her crotch and to her utter shock discovered the damp patch on her sari.

'I have been aroused by my son.' She told herself with absolute disbelief. She felt helpless as her hands went down and began pulling up her sari and petticoat together. She smiled as her fingers traced the moist spots on her panties and as if she was driven by some devilish force, her fingers began stroking her panties. Her eyes closed at once as she imagined a huge dick brushing against her lacey fabric as her fingers kept caressing her crotch. It was a wonderful feeling to let the finger nails trail around the moist pussy lips through the thin fabric of her panties and she imagined whose dick she would choose to fantasize. She trembled as she rewound the scenes upstairs and tried hard to shrug off her son's huge dick coming into her mind.

'Why did I let this happen?' she wondered. She was convinced that life would never be the same again between her and son after whatever they did. The very fact that she became so vulnerable to her horny son kept pricking her conscience. At the same time, she felt somewhat relieved about the fact that Sanju had preferred to take on his mother who was passing through the post menopause stage. Thank God! He didn't try things with Vani, who is still a virgin.

Part.2

"What's wrong with mom?" Vani asked Sanju even as she was just about entering his room.

Sanju was a bit startled by the way his sister barging into his room without even giving a knock on the door. He was holding and staring at his dick which had depleted even before he thought of having a go at his mother's pussy. He sat almost in the same position on the bed even after a good thirty minutes had passed since Mala left. He hurriedly pulled up his zipper and turned around to see his sister who settled down on the wooden chair.

"Vani, you should have knocked the door before getting in," Sanju sounded firm.

"Oops! I am sorry," Vani quipped at once. "I was a bit upset after seeing mom. It never struck to me that I should take your permission before getting inside."

"It's ok," Sanju stood up. "Sorry, I got a bit annoyed."

Vani stood confused unable to comprehend what was going on. She had never seen her brother in such a pensive mood. She guessed her mother and brother might have had some feud early in the morning.

"What's wrong with mom?" Vani persisted with her question. Sanju really didn't know what to answer. There was no way he could have disclosed his recently found passion for sex and he obviously wouldn't reveal his brief sexual escapade with his own mother. The annoying silence finally broke when Mala entered the room again.

"What is going on?" She asked casually. "Aren't you coming for breakfast?"

Both Sanju and Vani weren't replying. The uneasiness was building up quite rapidly.

"I have something to say," Mala walked further and settled on the armchair. "We need to talk about our future."

'Our future?' The siblings couldn't help wondering.

"I am not getting any younger," Mala began speaking. "I know both of you aren't getting settled in life. I can see that your frustrations are beginning to tell. I don't want your depressions to take you close to any suicidal tendencies."

"Mom, whom are you talking about?" Vani made an interruption unable to contain her anxiety.

"Well, I am talking in general," Mala replied with a smile.

"No. Mom is referring to me," It was Sanju's turn to interrupt. "I did something wrong today."

"What is that?" Vani questioned with her eyes alternating between her mother and brother.

"Oh Nothing," Mala quipped. "He wanted to have sex with me."

"What? He wanted to.......?," Vani stammered. "That is disgusting."

"Not at all," Mala was quick to intervene. "I don't find anything odd about it anymore."

Sanju looked up at his mother with profound surprise. The smile on her face suggested that she actually meant what she had just said. "What the hell is going on here? I can't hold any more. I am going downstairs," Vani said furiously and began walking towards the door.

"Stop for a moment!" Mala said in a firm voice. "I haven't finished yet."

Vani stopped. Her eyes were simply spitting hatred.

"Let me make it very clear that we need to live on our own for the rest of our life," Mala continued looking straight into her daughter's eyes. "We have been left to the mercy of God by all our relatives and friends. We haven't seen a single soul who could bail us out from our miseries. I am convinced that we have no other go than to help each other."

"Help each other? What sort of help?" Vani's voice amplified.

"Sanju, come here," Mala called her son. Vani looked at her mother who whispered into Sanju's ears. Sanju kept nodding his head for a while before he looked up at Vani and flashed a strange smile at her. He came up to her and unexpectedly, planted a gentle kiss on his sister's lips. Vani took a few steps back in utter shock. He kept smiling and walked out of the room briskly.

"He kissed me," Vani murmured in disbelief.

"Yes, he did," Mala said. "I told him to do that."

"Oh Mom, I don't believe this."

"You have to," Mala stood up and came closer to her daughter. "I have sent him to fetch some nice condoms. Once he returns, we are going to have more fun."

"Oh God!" Vani screamed. "What do you think you are talking about?"

"Vani!" Mala was raising her tone. "We have had enough. I know that you are as desperate for sex as Sanju is. I know why you spend so much of time while bathing. I don't want either of you getting into trouble outside. Whatever bet it, let's have it right here. Right between us."

"But it is wrong," Vani tried to reason.

"Let it be," Mala said at once. "I wouldn't force you anyway. You can go if you wish."

Surprisingly, Vani didn't budge an inch. She knew that her mother was quite right. Her life was heading towards some unknown mess with no companion. Her body had gone so stiff that she found it difficult to identify herself as a woman. There weren't any guys who even bothered to glance at her. She was becoming an obsolete commodity with no outlet to her emotions. Perhaps, the only way to find some solace in her fading life was to try the untried. The forbidden fruit might well be her life's much needed recipe.

"I will wait," She said with her voice sounding determined.

"You better do," Mala said with a cheer. "I bet you won't regret once he returns."

"Will it hurt?" Vani questioned innocently.

"I reckon it won't," Mala replied with a wink. "You need to get involved if it shouldn't."

A few minutes passed off in silence. The mother and daughter smiled at each other as they heard Sanju closing the main door and rushing upstairs. He was gasping for breathe. Vani's heart began thudding heavily as she watched her brother closing the door in a hurry and walking towards her mother. He kept the pack of condoms on the table and shamelessly went to his mother and hugged her hungrily. Vani suddenly felt a prick as she watched Sanju holding her mother's breasts and squeezing them with lust.

"Hmmmmm, I thought you would take care of Vani," Mala murmured to her son.

"I would love to," Sanju turned around and gazed at Vani with fire in his eyes.

"Vani, I guess you want me to move out?" Mala asked mockingly.

"Don't go anywhere," Sanju almost shouted and walked towards his sister.

"A kiss is a nice way to begin the proceedings," Mala suggested.

Sanju came so close to Vani that she could feel his hot breathe on her face. She looked into his eyes which were glowing like torches. She felt a tingling sensation underneath her bra and realized at once that her nipples have hardened like hell. Her eyes gazed at her brother's lips which gently fluttered with excitement. Before she could think any further, Sanju reached out to hug her and within a split second, his hard lips were brushing her sweet lips. Vani shuddered feeling the body of a man against her breasts for the very first time. Her brother felt strong and warm as his hands went about hugging her while his palm were rubbing the back of her skin. Vani could feel the itch underneath her panties growing and she jerked to pull her waist backwards unable to cope up with the feel of her brother's crotch.