This is the continuation of my previous story "I married my Indian Mother". Although this story is a continuation, it can be enjoyed by itself.
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I and my mother Sangeeta had just made love. We married yesterday under pressure and we had just consummated our marriage.
We were lying on the bed, silently hugging each other. She had her back towards me and my hands were around her. Her long hair was dishevelled, telling the story of how she was used by me. We didn't speak a word and kept on enjoying these moments of bliss.
The dim light of the side table lamp made the ambience even sexier. It may have been a couple of hours like that. Sangeeta turned in bed towards me and now was facing me. We were both watching each other now. She leaned further and kissed me. It was a passionate kiss which must have lasted a few minutes.
She asked coyly "My son was your new wife good enough for you in bed?"
"Mom, I don't have words to describe how much I loved it. To be honest, I have wanted to make love to you for really long. I don't think I have ever seen any other women sexier than you."
"Now someone is trying to flatter his just married wife. I can't be that sexy at my age!" she said rather flirtingly.
"Mom, I mean it. I wanted to be your husband and have you in my bed, night after night. You really are the one I have been craving for. I like everything about you" I replied.
Sangeeta looked in my eyes and said "so why don't you describe what do you like about me and what do you want to do with me!"
I started after a pause, "Mom, everything about you is amazing. Your lips... they are so sensuous. Your hair... they are a real turn on. I have often watched your long hair touching your hips and swaying either side when your walk."
Sangeeta asked "And...?"
"And your boobs... the way they are still round and firm. I have always wanted to suck them. Your cunt was so warm! It felt like I have entered Garden of Eden!"
I started fondling her boobs at this point. She closed her eyes. I could make out that she was deeply enjoying it. I started sucking her nipples. My one hand started playing with her cunt. She was wet again and that immediately got my dick hard. Sangeeta was now moving her hands, searching for my penis. We both were now playing with each other.
Suddenly she moved away and pushed me to lie down, with my back on the bed. She went down on me and took my penis in her mouth. Next she was stroking it with her tongue and hand together. This was my first blow job experience and I was flying in my mind.
This would have continued for about 7-8 minutes when I pushed her back. I was completely aroused by now and needed a hard fuck. I got hold of her hips and made her ready for a doggy style. She was surprised at this.
"Shall we do it the normal way lying in bed" she asked.
" Sangeeta darling, I need to hump you hard. Doggy is the best position for that."
"Yeah, but it will hurt more. Plus yours is so big. It may really bang me up. Can be painful."
"Fun lies in pain honey" I said seductively.
With that I wasted no more time and held her bums tight. I placed my erect penis on her vagina and gave one hard thrust. Sangeeta was already very wet and the hard shaft went deep inside her.
"Oooh, this will kill me. FUUUCCK" she screamed.
I was not listening to her and started with my humping. All I cared now was a good long release.
"Go slow honey. Not so fast. Oh it hurts. Oh my god. You are so big. Your father was much smaller than this. Go slow pleeease."
I thundered back, "you are my sex slave now. I will do it the way it pleases me. Take it you slut. Enjoy it."
Sangeeta pleaded, "Oh, this will tear my cunt. Oh! Please go slow. Wow, you are a real man. No one has ever been able to fuck me so hard. You are like a horse."
I continued humping her and my strokes kept on going faster and faster. By now, she was also in full heat and was enjoying it totally.
"Yes, keep going honey, Don't Stop, Don't stop please. Yes, Yesss. Treat me like your slut. Give to me. More, more... Harder!"
I held her hair at the back of her head and was pulling it by one hand. My other hand was on her hips. My dick was busy ravaging her cunt.
I was on the verge of cuming second time in the night. I came with a hot load of cum in her vagina. We both let out a scream when this happened.
We were both spent completely and exhausted, lying in each other's arms, all sweaty.
Sangeeta whispered, "I am blessed to have a man like you. You are really gifted. I can't believe what pleasures you just took me to. I would love to have your manhood inside me every night. Fuck me whenever you want to. I am your wife! You may use your wife for your pleasure and to your full satisfaction. "
We made love one more time that night before we finally slept off.
That week, every night was a night of passion. We used to make love till morning. I was thinking of planning a honeymoon and asked Sangeeta's opinion about it. She loved the idea. She had not been on a honeymoon in her previous marriage and was really excited on hearing this.
I booked a beach resort in Goa and took a week off from my office. Sangeeta was all excited about this trip. She was packing her saris for the trip, when I reminded her that we are going to Goa & that too for honeymoon. There was no need for saris. Only some bikinis with some tops and shorts would do. She was embarrassed on her hearing this and her face turned red. I realised that she doesn't have any such clothes in her wardrobe. We went out shopping and bought some sexy clothes for both of us.
Instead of booking a flight, I got train tickets for us. I had booked a first class coupe (which has only two seats). Sangeeta insisted on wearing a saree to the station. She said that she had never worn western clothes in public before. I was adamant that she wears a jeans and a sexy top. However, we agreed that she will wear western clothes once we reach Goa.
We boarded the train from Mumbai in the night. The ticket examiner came after half an hour and went after checking our tickets. I knew that we were not going to be disturbed till morning now.
I locked the door from inside and turned the light to night mode. I came close to Sangeeta and started kissing her. She was startled and said, we should not do this in train as it was a public place. I told her that the only reason I didn't go by flight was to experience this kinky sex in a train coupe.
I sat down on the berth and pulled her into my lap. I held her saree and removed it from the upper half of her body. I was now playing with her boobs, over her blouse. She was whispering in my ear, resisting all this and pleading that we should wait till we reach our hotel in Goa. I was not to be reasoned and continued opening her blouse. I kept on kissing her bare back and threw open her blouse. My hands were on her naked boobs and were kneading them hard. We could hear people walking outside the coupe and that was increasing my kinkiness.
I made her stand, and started flirting with her petticoat (skirt like garment worn by women under the sari). Despite her resistance I pulled down the petticoat. She stood there in that night light in just her panties. Her hands were folded on her chest trying to cover her bare boobs. I was taking off my clothes now. Looking at her at that moment, it felt like I was about to rape a very beautiful women. I felt that somewhere inside, she also wanted this to happen, but was not sure about it.
I held her close and pulled her panty down. Next I pulled her towards me and she was now sitting in my lap. My hard erect penis was in the crack of her butt. I took my hand to the back of her head and pulled open her hair, which was till now tied up in a bun. Here was a beautiful goddess in my lap, fully nude, her back to my chest, hair open, my penis in her butt crack, my one hand on her boobs and the other on her vagina.
I started rubbing her vagina slowly and she immediately started enjoying it. To provide herself more pleasure she started swaying her hips to the rhythm of my finger. This swaying made my penis even harder. It felt like she was giving me a lap dance. She brought her head back to my right shoulder and gave me a deep kiss. Her hands started exploring my body.
We would have been playing like this for 15-20 minutes now. She shifted her weight to her feet and stood up slightly. Suddenly my penis was free and standing like a tall tower. She held it with her hand and sat back on it, slowly. With slight effort it slid into her wet vagina. For a few moments she sat still, enjoying my dick in her wet pussy. Now she started moving on my dick in slight circular motion. I stayed in that position enjoying every moment of it. Her motion got faster. I wanted more by now. I held her at the waist and gestured her to start jumping on me. She understood and started doing the same in quick motions. I held her tight at the waist, and was now helping her with the motions.
I closed my eyes and was feeling the warmth of her vagina. With every motion the heat was rising. The feeling of ecstasy was all over me. I had truly made my mother, my slut. Here she was sitting in my lap, jumping on my hard dick, giving a soft moan on every hump. The motions had become faster by now. Her boobs were jumping up and down freely as she kept on it. We started moving very fast in the rhythm and soon my load was down in her cunt. We both moaned in passion.
She got up and sat by my side and we both kissed. We lied down in the same bed.
I whispered "this was better than my imaginations."
