Arnav’s heart raced as he approached Greeshma’s house, his mind clouded with lustful thoughts.
He had been exchanging steamy messages with Greeshma Naidu, the daughter of his father’s colleague. Their virtual encounters had left him aching for more. But today, he was in for a surprise.
He knocked on the familiar door, his breath heavy with anticipation. To his disappointment, Greeshma’s mother, Lakshmi, answered. She stood there, a vision of mature beauty, her dark eyes curious. Her sari draped gracefully over her curves.
He also lusted for Lakshmi, but Greeshma didn’t let him get diverted.
“Oh, Arnav, beta,” Lakshmi greeted him warmly. “Greeshma is not at home. She left for college early this morning.”
Arnav’s gaze lingered on her, taking in her smooth, olive skin and the hint of grey in her long, black hair. She was older, but her allure was undeniable. A mischievous thought crossed his mind, and he decided to take a chance.
“I was hoping to see Greeshma,” he said, his voice low and husky. “But it seems I’ve come at the wrong time.”
Lakshmi’s eyes narrowed slightly, sensing something amiss. “Is everything alright, Arnav? You seem different today.” She knew something was going on between them. Lakshmi also noticed him fucking her through his eyes. She liked the attention and boldness of Arnav.
Arnav took a step closer, his eyes holding hers. “I’m fine, Lakshmi aunty or Mom. Just a little restless, that’s all. I hope I can call you Mom.” He flashed her a charming smile that had melted many a woman’s heart. “I was wondering if you could help me with something.”
Intrigued and slightly flustered, Lakshmi tilted her head, playing along. “What is it, beta? I’ll help if I can,” and she continued, “I love it more when you call me Mom. I couldn’t express the excitement it gave me. I wish I had a son like you, beta. I’ll make sure you get everything from a girl.”
Arnav’s voice dropped to a whisper, his eyes never leaving hers. “I need a lesson, Mom. A lesson in pleasure. And I think you’re the only one who can teach me.”
Lakshmi’s breath caught in her throat. She had always known Arnav as a respectful young man. But today, there was an untamed hunger in his eyes that both excited and frightened her. “Arnav, I… I don’t know what to say. I’m not sure I understand.”
“You see, Lakshmi Mom,” Arnav began, his words dripping with seduction, “I’ve been having these thoughts, fantasies… about you.”
He took another step forward, invading her personal space. “I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help it. I crave your touch, your wisdom, and your body.”
Lakshmi’s cheeks flushed, and she felt a stirring between her thighs, a sensation she hadn’t experienced in years. Arnav’s boldness was shocking yet thrilling. “Arnav, you’re a good boy. But this is not appropriate, my son.”
“Why not Mom?” Arnav asked, his voice a low growl. “You’re a beautiful woman, Lakshmi Mom, don’t you know how I feel? Experienced and sensual. I want to learn from you to explore the secrets of pleasure with you. MOM.”
She felt her resolve weakening as Arnav’s words worked their magic. His intense gaze made her feel desired in a way she hadn’t felt in ages. “Arnav, I’m an older woman. I’m not sure I can, Beta. You need to explore with someone younger, my son.”
“Mom, don’t you think you should be my first teacher? Age is just a number, Lakshmi Mom,” he interrupted, his hand reaching out to caress her cheek. “And I’ve always had a thing for mature women. You’re like a fine wine, getting better with time, Amma.”
Lakshmi’s resistance crumbled as he told Amma. Arnav’s fingers trailed down her neck, sending shivers through her body. She knew she should stop him, but the years of neglect and loneliness were too much to bear. “Arnav, I…”
“Shh,” he whispered, his lips brushing against hers. “Let’s not waste time with words, Amma. Show me what I’ve been missing.”
Lakshmi’s eyes fluttered closed as Arnav’s lips claimed hers in a passionate kiss. His tongue danced with hers, and she moaned softly, surrendering to the heat building between them. “Ahhh my son.” Arnav’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her boobs through the thin fabric of her sari, making her gasp.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured against her lips. “Let me worship you, Lakshmi Mom.”
Guided by his words and her pent-up desires, Lakshmi led him to her bedroom, her heart pounding with anticipation. She helped him untie her sari, revealing her voluptuous curves and full, heavy breasts. Arnav’s eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her naked body.
“Lie down, my sweet Randi,” he said, his voice thick with need.
Lakshmi complied, her heart racing as Arnav knelt between her thighs. He leaned forward, his breath hot against her sensitive skin. He began to kiss her inner thighs, teasingly close to her core. She squirmed, her hands clutching the bedsheets as he continued his sensual assault.
“Please, beta,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with need. “I need more.”
Arnav chuckled, the sound low and wicked. “Patience, my kinky Mom. We have all the time in the world.”
He continued his slow, torturous exploration, kissing and licking his way up her inner thighs, stopping just short of her aching centre. Lakshmi’s body arched off the bed, pleading for his touch.
“You’re so wet, Lakshmi Mom,” he whispered, his breath hot on her swollen lips. “So ready for me bitch.”
With that, he dove in, his tongue flicking and probing, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Lakshmi cried out, her hands gripping his hair as he feasted on her, his skilled tongue bringing her to the brink of ecstasy.
“That’s it, let go, Mom,” he encouraged, his voice a deep rumble. “Let me taste your pleasure, Randi, you shameless bitch.”
Lakshmi’s body convulsed as an orgasm ripped through her, her juices flowing freely. Arnav continued to lap at her sensitive flesh. He showed no signs of stopping, his enthusiasm fueling her desire even further.
“Arnav, please,” she begged, her voice breathless. “I can’t take much more. I’m your bitch, do nasty things to me and humiliate me, son.”
Arnav lifted his head, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh, but we’re just getting started, my dear Mom. Let me enjoy you today, and tomorrow will have it hard.”
He positioned himself between her legs, his hard length pressing against her entrance. Lakshmi looked up at him, her eyes glazed with desire. “Take me, Arnav. Please, son, please.”
With one smooth thrust, he filled her, eliciting a gasp from her lips. Arnav began to move, his pace slow and deliberate, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through her body.
“You feel so good, Lakshmi Amma,” he groaned, his voice gave the pleasure. “So tight and warm.”
Lakshmi wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper. “Faster, Arnav. Please, harder.”
Arnav obliged, his rhythm increasing, his hips slamming into hers with abandon. Lakshmi’s nails dug into his back, leaving marks as she rode the wave of pleasure. Her body responded to his every thrust.
“You’re incredible,” he panted, his face contorted with ecstasy. “I can’t hold on much longer.”
“Neither can I, son” she whispered, her voice raw. “Come with me, Arnav.”
As if on cue, their orgasms crashed over them, sending them spiralling into a vortex of bliss. Arnav filled her with his essence, his body shuddering as he emptied himself into her. Lakshmi clung to him, her nails digging into his shoulders, as she rode out the waves of pleasure.
They lay entangled, their hearts racing and their bodies glistening with sweat. Arnav nuzzled her neck, his breath ragged. “That was incredible, Lakshmi.”
Lakshmi smiled, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. “It was, wasn’t it? I’ve never experienced anything like that before.”
Arnav propped himself up on his elbows, his eyes filled with admiration. “You’re an exceptional teacher, Lakshmi Mom. I can’t wait for my next lesson.”
Lakshmi blushed, a mix of pleasure and guilt washing over her. “Arnav, we can’t… this can’t happen again. It’s wrong.”
Arnav’s expression turned serious, but his eyes held a hint of mischief. “Why not, Amma? We both wanted this. And I think we both know there’s more to explore.”
Lakshmi’s heart pounded as she considered his words. She knew she should resist, but the temptation was too great. “I… I don’t know, Arnav. This is all so new to me.”
“Let me show you more,” he whispered, his lips brushing her ear. “I promise to be gentle and teach you everything I know.”
Lakshmi’s resolve crumbled as Arnav’s hands began to wander, igniting a fire within her. She knew she was playing with fire. But the thought of exploring her desires with this young, passionate man was too enticing to resist.
“Very well, Arnav,” she whispered, her voice laced with surrender. “But remember, I’m still your teacher. And a good student always follows instructions.”
Arnav’s eyes lit up with excitement, and he leaned in for a kiss, his lips claiming hers with a newfound hunger. As their tongues danced, Lakshmi knew that this was just the beginning of a wild and forbidden journey into pleasure. A journey she was eager to continue, regardless of the consequences.
One thing he still had doubts about was to know who was the most slutty bitch and kinky one between the two. But he loved both pussies of Mom and daughter.
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