My Incestuous Affair with My Mother
(note: The conversations in this story were in TAMIL language. For readers' convenience they are given in normal English. Read and Enjoy)
I belong to the state of TamilNadu in India. Our family is basically engaged in agriculture, but I am an exception and a graduate. I am interested in supporting my mother & maternal grandparents in agriculture. My father had an affair with a lady who was working in our farm and ran with her. His whereabouts not known. This happened two years back.
We have big farm land and do the agriculture our self. Because of outdoor activities all members in my family are having good physique. In our family apart from Grandparents and Mother we are two children, myself and my younger sister. My mother in addition to household activities takes care of our fields too along with my grandparents. Because of all the physical work my mother's figure is perfect, she has firm tight belly long shapely legs, BIG breasts and wide hips to match.
Her name is INDIRA. She is 40 years old now, but seems so young & beautiful comparing with the ladies of the same age in our village. I often thought that my father was a fool to run with some other lady. By this time I am 21 years old and built like a bull. My mother often called me as "SARO" the short form of my name.
At this age I am too possessive about my mother and always thought about keeping her safe between my thighs. As TamilNadu is very hot during summers and our house being in the middle of fields with high boundary walls womenfolk in our house i.e. My mother and sister were quite careless in the way they dressed during summers to avoid heat. My mother and sister both used to wear very thin cloths and both of them dispensed away with brassieres during summer. My mother's body is voluptuous and she wears very thin sarees, very tight blouses, and light skirts. Our Village ladies are not yet get in to the phase of wearing panties.
My favorite pass time was to sit in the kitchen during summer afternoons when mother used to prepare lunch. One day, Mother in her thin dress used to sit in front of the stove sweating profoundly. Her big boobs spilling out of low cut blouse after some time were quite visible through her thin saree made wet due to sweat. I kept my eyes peeled to the streams of sweat that used to flow from her neck to the deep valley between her breasts. By this time her nipples used to start sticking out and I got full enjoyment of seeing my mothers breasts in their full glory. My mother noticed where my eyes were, but she did not bother about it. She casually took the loose end of her saree on her shoulders and clean the sweat on her face.
WoW, I got an immediate erection on seeing her big breasts fought against the thin fabric of her blouse and the cleavage of her perfect boobs. My mother noticed my stiffening cock under my lungi(a kind of loose undergarment for gents), but she was too slow to place the loose end of her saree on her shoulders. We both were very much excited by this time and started conversation in double meanings.
My mother asked me, "Saro, would you like to drink milk?"
I replied "Amma, I will drink milk if you give!"
My mother smiled at me and said, "are you so hungry?"
I said "Yes!"
Mother said "I will fed you!"
I was shocked and asked "WHAT DO YOU MEAN?"
My mother laughed and placed a tumbler full of milk. I took the tumbler in my hand. My mother stopped me and told "don't drink milk without aappam, (name of a food item and also used for the cunt of a woman in double meaning dialogues) my son!"
I was very much excited to hear such a dialogue from my mother. I knew that my mother was horny. I knew that she was not having any sexual activities for the past two years. She was slowly attracted towards me. Extra marital affairs are not common in our villages. I thought that she wanted to have a sexual relationship within the house so as to protect herself from the society. For that I was the only suitable person in our house & She was not worried about our mother son relationship, because of her female urges. These thoughts excited me and I replied "I am fond of your aappam, amma!" She seriously looked in to my eyes and laughed.
These type of scenes were my staple food for fantasies. At nights I used to sit on the bed with my big hard prick in my hand thinking about my mother and masturbate thinking about her aappam (cunt). Anyway now let me come to the actual incident. It happened during the time when my grandpa had to go out to purchase seeds and fertilizers for the farm. During such trips grandpa would be gone for almost one month. My grandma went to a distant relative's marriage. My sister accompanied her.
Within two days I started noticing that mom started getting itchy day by day . In our farm I had seen cows in heat and I thought mom was behaving in the same manner. It was the third day. A small field was left which needed plowing and I decided to do it that day. In the morning I told mom, "I am going to plough the left out land"
