Conservative Mother Inlaw

Jagdamba, my Amba:

This is a true story of me and my mother in law, but I have not been very graphic as I don’t want to be very lengthy but I hope you like it. I would also request all those who are in India and are looking for partner swaps to contact us or leave comments.

I live in a town in north India with my mother in law and wife as my father in law is dead. My parents live in Gujarat. We had been taking care of my mil for 4 years.

Last month, while my wife was out of town, I had a wildest experience of my life. I was helping my 46 year old mother in law, who lives with us, Amba, with her puja [Hindu worship ceremony]. I had placed the Ramayana [a Hindu book] on my lap so that she wouldn’t see my erection. I have had love for my mother-in-law ever since I had found some old nude photos of her a couple of years ago. She had been sexy in her youth and the photos proved she was kinky as well. As shown by the photos of her shoving radish in her hairy ass and pussy while giving head to a well hung man [I later found out it was her servant].

Even now, she is sexy. She was wearing a back string blouse without a bra, fitting petticoat, which is doing justice to her huge ass, and a thin fabric sari. I couldn’t help but look down her blouse every time she bent over. Her pretty 40DD were saggy but delicious. Her nipples were erect, due to the fabric of the blouse constantly rubbing her tender flesh. I kept fantasizing about sucking on her taut nipples.

Amba asked me to get the ‘deep’ [earthen lamp] so that she could do the arty [Hindu ceremony of showing fire to deities]. As I was setting up the deep, she raised her arms to pull back her long black hair. I couldn’t help but notice her armpits; covered with patches of dark hair Amba lighted the deep as I held it in place. I looked up to see if I could spy a view of her boobs, and was surprised to see she was wearing low cut blouse under her sari. The view was fantastic… Her dark tits were outlined in the thin material of the blouse as her boobs were fighting to escape from their embankment! I could feel my cock rise making my pajamas tight. I decided to turn my head away. My eyes fixed next on her ankle, which were now exposed. Amba normally wore flip flops or walked around barefoot. Her ankles are bony but meaty. Amba wiggled her ass as she repositioned herself upon the mat. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted to kiss her right there, in the puja room! I told her that I had to take a piss. As she waited I ran around to the back of the room. After a minute, I returned, more in control.

Amba, while arranging her hair in a bun, said “Hare, it’s too hot. I need to take a shower. My shower isn’t working. Can I use yours?”

“Yes”

I led her to the bathroom. The whole time she was in the shower, I couldn’t help but fantasize that I was in there with her. I imagined rubbing soap lather all over her body. I stopped as I heard the bathroom door open. She came out wearing only a towel.

“I feel much better now,” she said. I couldn’t help but see her towel wrapped body.

“Hare, I just wanted to…”

“Hold it,” I interrupted, rushing to the bathroom. “I’ve got to go.”

I quickly locked the door behind me, opened the tap to create the sound of pissing and reached for her bra, on the cloth hook. As I took her bra in my hand I noticed a bunch of dark hairs stuck to it. I took a whiff. Phew. The odor was strong with the mixture of sweat. My cock immediately sprang up. I pulled down my shorts and began whacking my cock on her bra. I was intoxicated by the smell that was flooding my brain. Her boobs had been in these all day. Oh, how nice they were. I wished that I could taste her boobs. I ran my fingers along the interior of the bra. After few minutes, a knock came on the door.

“Hare?” she questioned

Out of breath, I responded “I’ll be out in a minute.”

I emerged from the bathroom and said, “What was that you were saying?”

“I just wanted to thank you for helping me today. Dinner?” she said, going into the bathroom to get her clothes

“Sure, that sounds nice.”

“Go get a bottle of scotch; I know you and sashimi drink behind my back! Have a drink in front of me today “she said as she was gathering her clothes from the countertop in the bathroom.”It’s a date,” I said jokingly.

I returned at 10 pm as she was serving the meal. I didn’t really expect her to drink as she is a very conservative Hindu woman but to my astonishment she gulped a few glasses saying “after all it’s only ‘samaras’ [alcohol of Hindu deities]”.

We ate, talked and drank. I could feel a buzz in my head and her speech was starting to slur. We moved over to the sofa and turned on some devotional music. Amba laid her feet on my lap and crossed her hands behind her head, exposing those arms. Ramah! She looked hot.

“My feet are tired. Please rub them for this old lady?”

“Yes” I said taking her feet in my hands. My cock began to rise. There I was with no escape, staring at her and rubbing her thighs which were about a foot from my wanting mouth.

“Do my feet turn you on, like my bra did?”

“Huh?” I said dumbstruck.

“I know you beat off to my bra while you were in the bathroom. You left a little cum on the bra! If you wanted to fuck my old pussy, why didn’t you just ask?”

Amba then pulled her hand from behind her head, slid it into her sari and began rubbing her pussy.

I didn’t know what to say. Amba was getting me harder by the second. “Do you want to fuck this woman?”

“Yes.”

“So first, I want you to suck on my boobs. I know that’s what you want.” I did as she said, took off her blouse and bra, to bring her breast to my mouth, I ran my tongue around her nipples and started sucking on her mangoes.

“Mm” she moaned in ecstasy. “Suck each one. Lick between them too.”

I was like a dog getting a slab of fresh meat, devouring her pretty boobs. Amba was still rubbing her cunt as I started on her other boob. This went on for an hour. My cock was about to rip through my shorts when she said, “Hold on. I’ve got an idea how to tackle a erection.” Amba pulled her feet off of my lap and kneeling down, she looked up into my eyes and shouted, “Open your pants and start grinning!” Her open mouth was urgently seeking mine, so I kissed her, feeling her small tongue driving inside my mouth, searching for the flavors of a man. I pulled down my shorts and out sprang my cock.

“I haven’t seen one this big ever. I hope you don’t hurt me when I let you fuck me.”

Amba then placed her mouth around the shaft of my penis. Oh, it felt wonderful. She bobbed her head up and down my shaft with the precision of a porn star. I couldn’t believe I had my cock in my mother in law’s mouth. I was really enjoying the sensation of her lips rubbing alongside my cock. Normally while getting head, I would hold my hands on the woman’s head as she bobbed on my cock, but this time I slid my fingers into each of her boobs. I could feel that her body was already puffed up and sweaty. It was driving me wild. I then felt my cock twitch. I immediately grabbed the back of her head with both hands and held her head in place as I thrust my cock deep into her before spewing a hot sticky load of cum in her mouth. Amba began to gag as my salty cum filled her old mouth.

“Swallow it Randy [whore]!” I howled, as I unleashed another load.

She attempted to swallow as much cum as possible, trying not to throw up. With a quick gulped she swallowed it after all. I released her head and noticed tears of gratitude in her eyes. She had never had such an experience in her life! Amba had left some cum running down her chin; she licked it up as I helped her up, embraced her passionately and ripped off her clothes. I lay her down on the sofa and shoved my face in her hairy crotch. My tongue maneuvered through the thick forest of her dark pubic hair, making its way to her clit. My tongue took turns working on her clit and labia. Her cunt, although freshly bathed, smelt strong of her juices. I ate her pussy out before sliding my tongue down her stomach and began kissing her navel. I kissed her whole stomach before Amba moaned. “Oh yes. That’s it. Eat this lady’s pussy again please.”

I did. I could feel Amba’s body begin to quiver as if she was having an orgasmic shiver, she grabbed my head and yelled,” O, yes I’m going to cum!”

I lifted my face out to her coot, when it happened! Amba’s hips rose off the sofa and she unloaded. At first I thought she had just pissed but the steady stream of white warm liquid was unmistakably her cum. I licked my lips as I saw her salty load stream down her wrinkled pussy.

After getting our breaths back. I took her to her room. I lay on my back with my cock standing at full erection. I watched as she lowered her pussy down unto the tip of my cock head. I helped Amba squat onto my penis. She then slowly lowered her body down around me. The sight of my cock disappearing into her well lubricated pussy turned me on even more. Taking my entire 8 inch long 3 inch thick cock into her, Amba stopped moving. She wanted to savor the feeling of being filled with my manhood. I wasn’t complaining either. Her moist warm pussy felt like ‘silk and velvet’ to my cock. I saw a smile on her, before she started to ride. Amba rode me like a prostitute. Her pussy making swishy sounds as I reached up to play with her saggy boobs.

“Squeeze them. Tweak my nipples.” she screamed.

I was having the time of my life as I played with her boobs. Amba picked up the pace and was taking longer strokes. I could hear and feel her ass slapping against my hips. She continued to ride me for 10 minute before she came. Her warm juices ran down the crack of my ass. My toes began to curl as I exploded my hot cum. Then she raised herself up off me. Amba then stood above me with her boobs straddling my head and then lowered herself onto my face.

“Suck me naughty boy.”

I did as she asked. My mouth worked like a pump sucking the boobs. Thinking this day couldn’t be any better I got up to leave; when she said “Wait, won’t fuck my ass?”

I couldn’t believe her but she didn’t have to ask twice. I quickly grabbed and bent her over the side of the bed. Then I bent over, spit onto her puckered asshole, placed my cock head up to her tight sphincter and began to push. Amba grabbed a pillow and shoved it into her mouth. I pulled my cock, which was about 6 inches in her, back out before ramming it all the way in. I could hear Amba’s muffled cries as my tool penetrated her sensitive region. My hands grasped each of her boobs as I thrust my cock deep into her rectum. Amba was in pain [I thought] as I could hear her cries were getting louder now. I began to pull my cock out but she dropped the pillow and called over her shoulder, “No. Don’t stop. Fuck me hard. I want you to fuck me like a whore. I have been fucked in the ass before by all the low caste servants who worked here.” So I introduced my tool deeper until I did feeling my ball hitting her ass I leaned on her back and fully reclined my weight on her. She cried out an orgasmic shout.

That was all the encouragement I needed. My cock went into extreme mode, splitting my 46 year old mother-in-law in two. I pounded away at her asshole for 10 minutes at full speed before I came filling her anus with my last load of the night. She was exhausted and fell over onto the bed, out of breath. She said she was very tired and didn’t have strength to move so I lay with her, my face buried in her boobs until morning.

The next morning I awoke to find Amba bathing with the bathroom door open. I went in and joined her, she gave me a blowjob. After she had gulped down cum she made me breakfast. After breakfast, we fucked again as she asked me to take her hard.

Amba thanked me and later she went to the herbal doctor; the doc asked her who’s did this. She told her my husband. The doctor said ‘your husband is monster. If he ever needed to get laid send him to me’ after that we have sex about 4 days a week or whenever my wife is not at home.