Hello My Dear Readers...
It has been sometime since the first part of the story had been published. Originally intended as a quick read, 'Mother, Son and Taboo' is a reworked compilation of sexual scenarios you might have already read in many stories before.
Your comments have helped me a lot, and I have tried to follow a more elaborate & detailed style of story telling, this time. I have always tried to make changes to my writing based on the feedback I get, and will definitely try to improve further, with the help of all your suggestions.
The first part defines the base plot, and reading it may make this more enjoyable.
Happy Reading!!
Neema and her son, Arun, were only a few hours away from going on their wicked incestful honeymoon trip.
Neema lied to her husband, Deepak, about attending the wedding of her old schoolmate Alisha's daughter, in Goa. And Arun would be accompanying her.
Deepak had met Alisha during one of the family get-together in Neema's school, and he offered to go along, and attend the functions with her. He even suggested it was best Arun stayed home, as he had his supply exams two weeks later.
"Please, Deepak. Let us not fight over this, and make our relationship even more sour." Neema was smart enough to know this would end the conversation, when Deepak started to insist. There was no way he would risk fighting with her.
Over the months, falling in love with her own son had helped Neema forgive her husband to an extent. She was in-fact grateful to him, for cheating on her, because that was the only reason she discovered a lover in her son. Neema now used Deepak's infidelity as a trump card, to great advantage, winning every situation.
"I am happy you are stuffing in all those sexy bikinis and inner-wear I selected for you, from the online store. But seriously, you wont need them, Mummy." Arun said looking at his mother pack her bag.
"What makes you think I am going to let you wear any clothes, anyway. You are going to be naked throughout the trip." Arun teased Neema.
It was a 3 day trip, and they were going to have 2 full nights in Goa. But, that was not going to stop Neema from giving her son a sample dose of her freshly shaven love-hole.
"Now where is my new red thong..." she acted like asking herself, as she stripped out of her cotton pants.
"Sniff it!!" Neema almost ordered, as Arun pulled her thong down her legs.
They were going to Goa, in the afternoon flight, the next day. They reached the airport well on time, and were standing in line for the security check. Neema, dressed like a film star, looked absolutely stunning, and was getting a lot of attention.
She was oozing hotness, in a low-neck, sleeveless black body-con dress, that had straps thinner than that of a bra. Her thick booty projected out more than usual, and there were no panty-lines over her yummy butt.
Arun, standing behind his mother, and lusting for her fat ass, already knew she was wearing no panties, but had a strapless bra over her bust.
The rest of her admirers, carefully undressing her in their minds, had however easily confirmed she wore no inner-wear, at all. More predominantly due to the fact that Neema's nipples happily poked out of her dress. She was horny and excited, and keenly looking forward to spending time with her son.
Arun had a grin on his face, thinking how his mother looked just an hour ago. When his dad waved them goodbye, as they got into a taxi, Neema was wearing a full length yellow kurti & blue tights. Until she shockingly removed it, revealing her tight black cleavage showing dress.
"I want everybody to envy you." Neema whispered, seductively, in Arun's ears, as the taxi driver looked at her through the rear-view mirror. He was desperately hoping she gave away more of her creamy assets.
Neema never looked her age, and now in a sexy body fitting dress, she looked even younger, and extremely voluptuous. She had also straightened her hair recently, and nobody would believe she had a son as old as Arun.
"Please walk through the scanner, one more time, Ma'am." the officer at the security check instructed Neema. The scanner beeped non-stop every time she tried walking through. And on each occasion, the officer and passengers ogled at her thick, hourglass shaped body.
A senior officer joined the scene, and informed Neema they cannot waste anymore time, and will have to check her body. She tried telling she is not carrying anything, and everything including her wedding ring are already on the box in the officer's table.
Neema had stopped wearing her wedding ring, once she caught her husband stray. But, she started using it again after she noticed that her son fucked her harder, when she had the ring on her finger.
"It could be your inner-wear, Ma'am. You know about the kind of panties these days." the senior officer, said in a blunt tone, further explaining that the scanner has marked an area around her lower waist.
"But, I am not wearing any, Sir. I do not have anything below my waist, under my clothes." Neema said, very softly, hoping no one else will hear.
"I am sorry , Ma'am. I cannot hear you." the senior officer said, slyly moving the mic towards Neema.
"I am not wearing any panties, Sir." Neema finished saying, to be greeted by loud laughter, and teasing claps by her fellow passengers. It was obvious everybody around believed she wore nothing underneath her dress, but the officers wanted her to tell it.
Arun did not know how to intervene. He understood his mother was being humiliated, but was not sure what he could do about it. He also felt his dick harden, when he heard the guy standing behind him call her a 'horny bitch'.
Neema looked flushed, as both the officers smiled at her, almost peeping into her dress, trying to bless themselves with a deeper view of her inviting cleavage.
Announcing the non-availability of a female officer on duty, the two male officers started to check Neema's body. They started doing a pat down, together, and with her dress hugging on to her body, it almost felt like the officers had their hands on her busty bare body.
"Guess you have dressed ready to be served the moment you land in Goa..." the senior officer humbled Neema, caressing her wide hips, acting like he was searching her body.
"I think it is the pills I have been taking, Sir." Neema confessed to the officers, a little taken aback by their sudden crudeness.
Neema was tired of taking birth control pills every now and then. And since the last month, she had been using imported pills, that work for close to three weeks. The downside was the high metallic content in them, and that was what caused the body scanning machine to beep.
The officers exchanged a few words, secretly, in between them, immediately after Neema told her about her new pills. And, much to Neema's horror and delight of the passengers, the officers informed she will have to be checked inside the cabin.
The cabin was basically a small room, right next to the body scanner, and had a green curtain instead of a door. The officers conveniently left the curtain open, claiming it was airport policy when the search was not done by a lady officer.
They told Neema it is better if she cooperates, and don't force them to strip search her outside the cabin. She did not have a lot of options. Each time she thought about reacting, she was worried if the trip would have to be cancelled.
Neema was still right in front of the eager audience, and everybody, including Arun, continued watching as the officers started to 'search' her body. Basically, she was just being touched inappropriately, but with her silent consent.
Without wasting anymore time, after making her sit on the wooden table, they pulled down the straps of her dress, forcing her red colored, ultra thin strapless bra to be on display. The onlookers, who had been closely observing her body, were surprised to know she wore a bra.
Her bra made sure her boobs stayed well hung, and kept them firm. And one could not be blamed if he felt she looked more beautiful with a bra on her, than without one.
But the very next second, the officers lowered her bra, just sliding the cups down, and exposing her naked tits.
They had also raised the bottom part of her dress, unveiling her glorious moist cunt, and the only portion of her body that was covered was her fleshy stomach.
The officers groped and fondled Neema's boobs, claiming they were just checking if anything was hidden in between her ripe melons.
The junior officer, then, pushed in two of his rough fingers inside Neema's wet pussy, asking her how often she visits Goa. He soon made way for three fingers of his senior, who very gleefully asked Neema what her rate was.
"You look like an expensive slut. Your clients must be very very rich." Neema was being exploited, but deep inside she was loving every bit of it. She thought about the days, before she started having sex with her own son. The days she felt she should get back at her cheating husband, by sleeping with random men.
Neema was dripping already, moaning loudly, and had just ejaculated, when she heard the beep sound of the handheld metal detector.
"It is beeping more around her ass, Sir." the junior officer passed the information on to his superior.
