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They ate the dinner together saying nothing. Then he set out for some purchase of provisions, and he did not bother to even chat with his schoolmates he happened to see on the way back home. A couple of times he had to slow down after he glanced his watch and realized how fast he was walking. When he finally got home it was dark except for his mothers bedroom. He walked to his mothers open doorway. She was standing in front of the dressing table, wearing a blouse and petticoat and about to start wear a sari. As Aruna Devi saw Raju, she smiled at him. He smiled back nervously.
"I had been waiting for you, Raju, just now I had a bath, just wait till I wear this sari.... Let it be! Actually doesn't need to wear," saying that she leaves the sari on the floor and walked towards the bed. She turned towards him and sat on the bed. Then she unhooked the blouse and freed her breasts. She sat up against the headboard as before and spread her legs slightly raising her petticoat above her knees, then slid down to lying position. While sliding down her petticoat, which was, above her knee slid further up exposing her white thighs all the way up. Even Raju could See her panties. He did not even remember seeing these panties in his secret excursions into his mother's drawer. His mother's breasts were large and swollen, but still hung high. The nipples were engorged and pink, and glistened with the wetness of her milk. He stood there in awe at his mother's nakedness.
"Oh, mother." He heard his voice saying. He immediately felt embarrassed and had to look away. Seeing his embarrassment, his mother smiled, "don't be embarrassed Raju, this is more comfortable for me." Raju went to the bed and she pulled him to her. Raju immediately began to suck his mother's tit. It was better this time. He knew what to do as he steadily drained his mother's orb. He felt his mother's body relax against him as he removed the pressure form her orb. He drank from her warm, sweet milk; with his tongue he started teasing the tip of her nipple, as before his mothers body stirring under him. She wiggled against him as he suckled and played with her nipple. When one breast was drained he switched to the next. A gush of warm milk shot into his mouth as his mouth clamped onto the nipple.
He could feel the exiting building in himself and his mother. They pressed their bodies against each other. In their squirming, they unconsciously - or was it deliberate – repositioned themselves until their hip's were pressed tightly together.
Raju's throbbing erection was pressed against his mother crotch through the layers of this trousers and her petticoat. Finally Raju drained the second breast but kept sucking at his mother's breast hungrily. She didn't seem to mind; though, now they were rhythmically pushing against each other. Caught up in the fever of excitement, Raju cautiously reaches down under him and raises her petticoat all the way up and placed his finger on the waistband of his mother's panties. His mother quickly grabbed his hand and pulled it away. Scared that he had gone too far with his mother, Raju started pulling away form his mother, but she pushed him hack to her. She was setting her limits. He sucked his mother harder now and let his teeth scrape very lightly against his mother's nipple.
"Oh, Raju, Raju, my son." his mothers hip jerked against his. His mother's excitement caused his dam to finally bust. He bucked rhythmically against his mother and came in a shuddering climax.
"Mama..." he heard himself moan.
They lay still for a few moments saying not a word. Then he found the warmth of his mother's body against him. Unlike last time there was no mistaking what each of them had felt time around. Raju had never seen a woman orgasm but now had no doubt that this is what his mother had felt. He thought it pretty obvious to his mother that he had cum too. Another thing was different too, this time Raju did not feel the shame he had felt earlier. He still felt somewhat unsure but he knew that his second time he and his mother had known what they were doing. The first time could have been accidental, but there is no mistaking their intent this time.
"You, Ok, Raju?" he rolled of his mother.
