virtual seduction

Virtual Seduction…4

by arjun

He was now stretched over the bed, his rock hard cock jetting out of his dark thatches, erected like a mast. He had sensed what the future had in store for him, and he was watching me with eagerness. I mounted the bed and straddled his lean athletic body between my plump thighs.

I took hold of his massive cock and lowered my cunt till his cock head came into contact with my wet bush. I rubbed his stiff organ along my dripping crack and slowly guided its bulbous head into my horny recess. My cunt was overflowing with my juices, therefore, his cock didn’t face any resistance.

My cuntlips unfurled to accommodate his impending organ and in just one go his whole cock length was buried deep into my pussy; I could feel my ass cheeks touching his balls. For the second time in a day, my son’s cock was engulfed by the soft muscles of my hungry cunt; in the most forbidden embrace between a mother and her son.

“OHHHHHH…!” Rahul moaned. “Mom you’re so hot inside.”

I took my time to relish the feel of his massive cock inside my pussy. It was the most terrific feeling and I was simply reeling with delight. I bent my body and hold his shoulders and started working my cunt up and down over his eager manhood. With every humping of my hips, my stiff tits were dangling erotically over my son’s face.

Rahul lifted his head off the pillow and took one of my swinging boobs in his mouth. He sucked furiously, while his hips moved slowly in response to my rhythmic thumping. He put his hands around my naked waist and pulled me into him, causing his cock to pierce more deeply inside my pussy.

Our rhythm was slow at first, but as it proceed, the thumping and pumping grew stronger and stronger. Our bodies began to move harder and fuck faster. I was groaning and mumbling loudly and was panting with my efforts.

Rahul’s condition was no better than mine; he too was gasping for air. His balls had been drained twice before our copulation, this seemed to have prolonged his ejaculation, and he was still going very strong, probably in a bid to make up for his first early ejaculation.

I realized my impending orgasm; I could not take any further and slumped over his naked chest, rubbing my naked tits over his chest. Rahul grabbed my colossal ass cheeks and pulled them apart with all ferocity, continued thrusting his cock with all his brutal strength.

“AHHHHH…!” I cried with pain and ecstasy. “Fuck mama. F…U…C…K MEEEEEE…!”

All of a sudden, Rahul forced his index finger into my anus. I realized its painful intrusion. I could feel his finger moving in and out of my sphincter; it was a new feeling but very delicious. I enjoyed the feel of two intruders in my both the openings.

‘Mom, you’re such a nice cunt.” He was out of breath, gasping for air. He continued pumping his hard on into my pussy. Finally I felt it begin.

“OHHHH…!” I wailed with extreme rapture. “I AM CUMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIINNNNNNING…!”

The very moment, I felt his body becoming stiff. He lunged forward forcing his cock into my deepest recess and began spurting inside my hungry pussy. He remained motionless as his cock squirted his load into me. His cum splashed across my cunt muscles, causing my head to spin with immense pleasure.

My body was shaking with the excitement, his spurting cock was imparting into my loins. I cried and clutched him into my embrace. Soon, his cock stopped ejaculating; I remained there, my head resting against his chest, his cock still buried inside me; both of us, desperately trying to catch our breath.

Satisfied, I rolled of his body. His cum slicked cock moved out of my cunt with a soft sloshy sound. I watched as his cock slowly lost its hardness, and finally it nestled against his thighs. A last drop of cum slowly seeped out of his peehole.

I got down from the bed and stood at its side. I could sense my son’s cum oozing out of my cunt. As I stood, I felt a drop suddenly dripped out of my cunt and landed over my feet. I walked towards my dressing table, looked at my reflection in the full size mirror. I watched my body glowing in the most sensuous afterglow under the effect of tremendous fuck; I had just received from my son.

I watched in the mirror, as Rahul descended from the bed and followed me. He stood behind me, pulling my warm body into a deep embrace. I could feel his flaccid cock poking against my anus. With one hand he gently cupped my breast and his other hand traveled to my pussy, gently opening the lips of my cunt, feeling the juices dripping out of my slit.

“Mom,” He whispered in my ears, gently spreading the dripping juices over my bush. “It was wonderful. You are fantastic mom.”

Turning my head backwards, I kissed him.

“It was the best sex, I had for quite some time. You’ve made mama very happy. It’s a very long time since I’ve felt like this. Your dad don’t seem to like me nowadays, probably I ain’t look beautiful any more.”

“No mom,” He let his hand move off my body. “You’re still the most beautiful woman in the world, you were always the woman of my dreams, woman of my desire. And believe me mom, these…” He sensuously caressed my flashy tummy and plump thighs and pointed toward my reflection in the mirror. “Has made you even more desirable.” He kissed me on my shoulder.

I was flattered. His remarks made my face to lit up; I smiled and returned his kiss.

“Mama is happy son, mama is very happy.” I said.

I turned toward my son and we kissed, in a very passionate way. I thrust my tongue inside his open mouth and he sucked my tongue with fervor. His hand continued playing with my pussy, alternately twitching my pubic hair and running his fingers along my dripping slit.

Finally, I broke the kiss.

“We should stop now.” I drew his attention to his limp shaft. “Your friend needs some time to recuperate, before it could plunder your mom’s pussy again.”

“What’re we going to do till then?”

“Lets go out. I want to roam around the city with you. Lets celebrate our love.”

So, we washed and changed. Rahul insisted me to wear one of my tight fitting jeans and a shirt. I had purchased that jeans, when I was not so plump. Miraculously, it still fitted to me.

“Mom, your buns look so tempting.” Still completely naked, Rahul grabbed my buns and squeezed them tightly. “I’d love to eat them.”

I slapped his hands, forcing them to release their grip.

“Just keep your hands off me.” I turned to him and scolded him in mock anger. “You can have your treat when we return, and take care of this little fellow.” I pointed towards his cock, which was showing the signs of resurgence. “Don’t let it spend into your pants. I want it ready.”

We came out of our apartment. I locked the front door. Our apartment is at the eights floor of the building. We took the elevator and went to the basement. Rahul brought my car from the parking. I let Rahul drive the car and sat beside him.

As soon as the car was on the road, Rahul released his one hand from the steering wheel and ran his hand between my thighs.

“I think you should concentrate more on the driving.” I slapped him on the wrist. “I don’t like the idea of making love with you in a lockup.”

He smiled at me, but removed his hands from my thighs. We drove around the city aimlessly. I asked him to take me to a famous shopping mall. I did a lot of purchasing, mainly gifts and clothes for my son and myself. While I shopped, Rahul disappeared in the mall. After finishing my purchases, I went out of the mall. Rahul was already at the entrance, waiting for me.

“Where were you son?”

“This is for you mom.” He handed me a pack, properly wrapped.

“What’s this?”

“I gift for you mom?”

“That I can see, but what’s inside.”

“You can see for yourself, when we return home.” He grinned wickedly.

I could see the mischief in his eyes. However, I didn’t press the matter. We ate out lunch at a nice restaurant. I was ready to return, but Rahul brought up the idea of watching a movie. So, we decided to watch a movie.

I bought the tickets of an evening show. We had nothing to do and the weather was hot out side, so we remained there at the movie theater, waiting for the film to start. Rahul brought two cans of coke; we sat in the waiting lounge, sipping our coke. There were people around us, so we deliberately avoided talking nasty, and indulged in casual chat, harmless talk between a mom and her son.

Finally, the doors opened and we were allowed to enter in the hall. We took our seats. There was not much crowd in the hall and our seat was so positioned that once the movie started, we were virtually sitting in complete isolation.

As soon as the film started, Rahul let his hand slide between my thighs.

“What are you doing, mister.” I scolded him, but squeezed his palm between my thighs. .

“Nothing mom.” He whispered and fumbled with the zipper of my jeans. “Just wanna see the color of your panties.”

“Never knew that you can see in the dark.”

“My fingers can.” He murmured, slowly unzipping the chain of my zipper.

I felt his finger slowly moving through the small opening. I released my grip over his palm and spread my thighs. His fingers touched my cunt through the linen of my cotton panties. Gently, pulling the elastic band, he inserted his fingers inside and touched the bare lips of my pussy.

“You’re dripping mom.” He played with my clit, teasing and rubbing them between his fingers.

I stopped my breath. I couldn’t concentrate what was going on the screen. I blankly watched the screen, which was showing the hero and heroine in a passionate embrace. However, my mind busy savoring the unfathomable pleasure my son’s deft fingers were imparting into my cunt and in my body. It took my all will power to suppress my moan, when the orgasm hit me.

Rahul withdrew his hands out and pulled the zipper back into the place. He took my hand and put his hand between his thighs. Holy shit! His cock was already out of his pants, standing upright, throbbing with excitement.

I started massaging his cock, slowly running my palm along the length of his hard on. Rahul put his hands on my shoulder and pulled me forward. He slid his body forward and brought his erect cock close to my lips. I opened my lips and slowly engulfed his cock inside my mouth.

I just could not believe what was happening. I must be crazy to suck my son’s cock in an open public place. I was behaving like a perfect slut. However, the idea was so tantalizing, it drove me wild and I sucked his cock furiously with animal frenzy.

I ran my tongue along his cock length and searched for his balls. It was inside his pants. I unbuckled his belt and opened the top button of his pants and pulled his underwear down. His balls were in open now. I continued sucking his cock, while my hand played and squeezed his balls.

I was aware of his cock suddenly bulging inside my mouth. My son was reaching his zenith. I was ready to feast upon his cum as suddenly heard him whimper hoarsely.

“Please stop mom. I’m gonna shoot.”

I reluctantly let go his cock slid out of my mouth. I withdrew myself back to my seat.

“I’m sorry mom, but I want to be ready for the night.”

“No problem son, I can understand.” I was little disappointed but I didn’t show it.

He pulled his pant back in position. We sat silently and watched the movie. However, my mind was continuously reeling with erotic exhilaration and I could not follow the movie thereafter.

When the movie was over, we came out of hall. I was not enthusiastic about going back to home and cook the dinner, therefore, we took our dinner at a restaurant.

Finally, we decided to return our apartment. I drove the car this time. Rahul sat beside me, his hand continuously nudging between my thighs, feeling my hot pussy from above the cloth of my jeans. I tried to control my composure and continued with my driving. However, my whole body was burning with a fiery passion.

CHAPTER 6

I dropped Rahul at the gate of our building and went on to park the car in the basement. When I reached back, he was standing near the lift, waiting for it to descend.

We reached our apartment. I opened the door lock. Rahul pushed open the front door and entered into our living room. I followed him. He put all the shopping bags on the sofa, turned and locked the door from inside, properly fixing door latch from inside. I watched his hurried activity; he was making sure that no one, not even my husband, should barge into our apartment when he would be servicing his horny mom with his massive tool.

Once again after making sure that the door is locked from inside, he lifted the bags and together we moved to my bedroom. I was feeling little tired, so simply stretched over the bed.

Rahul dropped the bags on the floor. He undid his shoes and joined me in the bed, cuddling behind me, puling me into his embrace. I could feel is bulging front nagging into my back. I turned my face and we kissed passionately. Rahul cupped my breast with his hand and gently squeezed it, trying to catch the teat between his finger and thumb.

I kissed my son, passionately, French kissing him. He opened the front of my jeans and slid his hand inside, cupping my pussy. He felt the wet lips of my cunt, through my panties and slowly traced his fingers along its swollen lips.

“Let’s get rid of our clothes.” I broke his hug and moved down from the bed to remove my clothes.

Rahul jumped from the bed. With a lightening speed he undid his clothes and within seconds he was standing before me completely naked. I fascinatingly watched his rigid cock. Jetting from his dark thatches, it sticking up in the air. His foreskin drawn back, a drop of precum was clearly visible at the tip of his peehole. My mouth watered, and I felt like taking that magnificent piece of muscles into my hungry mouth.

I got down from the bed, and was about to stat removing my shirt; when Rahul pulled a packet from the bag. I recalled that it was the gift, which he had purchased for me.

“Would you try it mom.” He handed me the packet; he was smiling mischievously.

I took the pack and opened it. My son had gifted me a most flimsy piece of undergarments. It appeared even smaller than those worn by the actresses in some Hollywood movies. Few days back, I could not have even thought of wearing those clothes, in front of my husband. I felt excited about flaunting my body in front of my son, in those tiny pieces of clothes.

“Do I change right here.” I asked him.

“No mom.” He replied. “I don’t want to kill the interest. I’m going out. You change and call me back.”

He opened the side door of my bedroom, which was opening to our terrace and went out side. I quickly striped and put on those tiny pink colored bra and panties. I watched my reflection in the mirror.

Good heavens! The woman in the mirror was a totally different woman. The panty was barely able to cover my cunt. The hair of my dense dark bush was peeping out of the sides. I turned around and looked at my back. I could see only a strip of cloth passing through my anal crack and my massive buns were totally uncovered.

My boobs are not very large; yet the bra was not able to cover it fully. My boobs were bulging out of the tight grip of the bra, and it appeared bursting out of cleavage and tighter. I liked my look in the mirror. I think I always had a little bit of narcissism in me.

I didn’t call Rahul back to the room; rather I opened the door and entered the terrace. He was standing near the iron-grilled fence, waiting for my call. The lights at the terrace were off. However, it was full moon night and the terrace was well illuminated in a silvery white light.

He watched me silently; I could feel his eyes feasting on my seminude body. He was watching me so intently that I felt my cheeks flush. He moved near me; took be into his arms and carried me to the open area on the terrace. I was now in open moonlight. We again kissed.

I gripped the iron railings and from my eighth floor terrace, I looked at the road passing in front of our building, Queen’s necklace, that’s what they call it. The road was well illuminated, and even at that hour there was plenty of traffic, lot of people strolling along the footpath at the side of sea.

I was certain that no one from the road would be able to see, what was happening at our terrace. I looked in the direction of the balcony of adjacent building. It was completely dark and apparently our neighbors were safely locked inside their air-conditioned room.

I felt the cool breeze from the sea and my body shivered involuntarily. It was a period of low tide and the seawater appeared still and calm. Suddenly, I realized that I wanted to fuck my son, at the open terrace.

Rahul was standing close to me; his hands were gripping my massive buns. I felt him stooping behind me and sensed his lips over my buns. I sighed with excitement. He squatted behind me and started nibbling my buns, gently biting and releasing them alternately.

“Ohhhh…what are you doing honey.” I felt his hot breath over my buns.

His breath grew closer to my crack and he ran his tongue along my anus, covered by a thin shred of cloth. He inserted his finger inside the band of my tiny panties and pulled it out of my leg. I took my hand to my back, unfastened the bra and let it slide along my body, to the floor. I was burning with a wild desire. I wanted to feel his tongue in my ass.

“Lick my ass, honey.” I cried, thrusting my ass backward.

I again, gripped the railing, completely naked, feeling the cold sea breeze caressing my body in a most subtle way. Rahul spread my ass cheeks and gently pushed his tongue to my puckered hole.

“OHHHHHH…! GOODDDDD…!” I moaned as his moist tongue touched my sphincter.

My pussy was dripping with ecstasy. I felt his tongue travel to my cunt region, lapping at my pussy and then again coming back to my anus. He dipped his two fingers inside my pussy and daubed it with my hot juices. He brought his fingers to my ass and spread the juices over my tingling ass hole. Again, he forced his tongue over my asshole, licking and slurping the juices from the tiny hole.

I was reeling with enjoyment. And then I realized that I wanted him deep inside my sphincter.

“Fuck me, Rahul. Fuck me.” I begged to him. “Fuck my ass.”

He decided to oblige me, as he stood from his place. He wetted his index finger with my cunt juice and then forced his finger deep inside my anus. I felt a pang of pain, as his finger traveled deep inside my rectum. I was the same pain, which I had felt in the morning, but I enjoyed the sudden spasm.

Once his finger was completely inside me, he started thrusting his finger in and out of me like a tiny cock. I wobbled with excitement. I could feel my wetness now flowing out of my cunt.

Rahul continued working with my anus. All of a sudden, he pulled his finger out of my ass. Before I could realize, he fingers were again at my anal entrance, this time he was trying to insert two fingers. My sphincter was ready to accommodate anything and it unfurled easily to let his sliding fingers move into its deepest gorge. Rahul pumped his two fingers furiously into my ass.

I thought I would die of the terrific stimulation; I was receiving from my son’s adroit fingers. I was begging for more and more. I desperately wanted his cock inside me.

“Fuck mama, son.” I pleaded again. “Please fuck me.”

Rahul pulled his fingers out of my rectum. He carefully adjusted my position so that I was in a stooping position. He was now ready to take me from behind. I felt his hand gently guiding his cock head at the opening of my dripping cunt.

Slowly, he pushed forward and I felt his cock entering into my hot pussy.

“OHHHHH…! God!” I wailed loudly, closing my eyes in ecstasy. Rahul forced his cock fully inside my cunt and started pumping it in and out of my hungry cunt. I tightened my grip over the railing and enjoyed him thumping. I was howling unashamedly, totally disregarding the surrounding. I relished the feel of my pussy lips opening and closing alternately to accommodate his massive organ. I was simply on cloud nine.