The Horny Hot Mom And Her Naughty Son

Hey guys! This is Ranganathan from Chennai. This story is about how I seduced my beautiful and hot mom & married her. To start with, my mom “Sandhya” is a beautiful brahmin mami. She’s very spiritual. She has an agmark complexion of a Brahmin lady. Very fair in color. My father is a government employee who travels a lot. I’m their only son. So, she loves me a lot.

It was one occasion that she was in her madisaar saree & fell down from stairs. She shouted my name loudly. “Dai ranga seekiram vada. Amma keezha vizhuthuten da”. ( hey son, come quickly, I fell down). I ran over & tried to lift her by holding her hand. But she got angry & said, “Dai, kadangara. Enna konjam thookindu poyenda” (you idiot! Carry me over).

Then I carried her in my hands by holding her hip & butts. This was the first time I felt something as a man. Now I dropped her on the bed & asked her whether she needs any tablet. She told, “Antha zandu balm’a konjam idupula thechi vittutu poda kanna”. (dear son, give me a massage in my hip with zandu balm).

Me: seri amma (ok, mom)

Sandhya started to loose her saree & told, “Romba valikarthu da, konjam keezha irunthu arambi” (it’s very painful son. Please, start from the bottom)

Me: ethuku keezha irunthu maa? (from which bottom mom?)

Sandhya: dai ashadu, itho kamichindu irukane inga irunthu dan (you fool. The place where I’m pointing out here, showing the butt)

Me: amma neku sangojama iruku ma. (mom, I’m feeling very shy)

Sandhya: dei na un amma da, seekiram thadavi vidu da. (I’m your mom, dear son. Start the massage soon)

Me: seri ma (ok mom & started to give massage over her hip-butt area).

Sandhya: (kept moaning) aahh ssss mmm apdi dan kanna, inum konjam apdiye un kaiyala nanna pesanji vidu da. ( yes dear son, keep massaging roughly)

Me: amma unoda idupu ennama ivlo vazha vazha nu nei mathiri vazhukindu pothu? (mom, why is your hip so smooth like ghee?)

Sandhya: athu pombalaingaluke irukura oru speciality da kanna (it’s a specialty of household ladies, son)

Me: seri ma, ana unoda pachi kuda romba perusa iruke? Athuvum nambalava ku ipdi dan irukuma? (but your boobs are also very big. Is it how the ladies have?)

Sandhya: dei ranga enna da ipdi ketuta, perumale? Nan un amma da! (omg, what the hell did you ask? I’m your mom for god’s sake)

Me: sorry ma. Kekanum nu thonithu. Ana unmaiyave noku romba perusu ma! (sorry mom, I felt like asking. But yours is really very big!)

Sandhya: dei kadangara ozhunga en idupa matum pesanji vidu (focus only on massaging my hip you idiot)

Me: en ma un pachiya thopanar pesanji viduvara? (why mom, does dad give massage to your breasts?)

Sandhya: avar pesaiya matum dan seirar. Enna seirathu ellam en vidhi? (he only massages it. What to do? It’s all my fate.)

Me: enna ma solra? Neku onnume puriyala? (what are you telling, mom? I don’t understand anything)

Sandhya: purinja matum enna panuva da, ambi? Ivlo neram idupa matuma pesanjindu irupa? Poda neyum unga appa mathiri sambrani dan! (what’ll you do if you understand? Would you keep massaging only my hip until now? You are also a waste fellow like your father.!)

Me: ennadi sonna, nan sambraniya? Iru nan yarunu katren. Un pundaila irunthu thanni varum bothe nenachen ma, ne nanna mood aita nu. (I know when the orgasm flowing from your pussy. I’ll teach you who I’m?)

Sandhya: kaatu da nanna kaatu. Intha azhaga nanna eduthu alli sapudra en chella ranga! Intha paachi, punda ellam unakaga wait panindu iruku da. Seekiram bajanaiya arambi. Sollite blouse, bra va kazhatra.

(my boobs & pussy are waiting for you dear. Start your work soon dear son. Removing her blouse & bra)

Me: adiye enna pethavale, ennadi unoda pachi ivlo sharp’a konjam kuda thongama iruku? (you fucking mom, how your boobs are still sharp & straight?)

Sandhya: vai vechi sappu da kanna solren (keep your mouth on it & eat my melons. Only then I’ll let you know.)

Me: ummm mmmm bckkk kadikiran. Amma unoda pachi romba taste ah iruku ma. (mom, your breasts are very tasty)

Sandhya: athu dan da karanam. Enoda pundaila viral podra kanna.

 

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