X-Rated Maa (Mother)

When I started watching that XXX movie of my b*****r's, I never dreamed that I would wind up in a XXX episode of my own - with my own amma! I was only 17 at the time, a senior in high school. On a Friday night late, around 1:30, I couldn't sl**p, so I got up and slipped quietly downstairs, wearing just a pair of jockey shorts. I had a video-porno tape that belonged to my b*****r, who was away at college. I popped myself some popcorn in the kitchen and then put the tape in the VCR and turned it on, with the sound low so as not to disturb the rest of the f****y. The film had been going about 15 minutes, the sexual action was hot and heavy, and I had become really engrossed (and aroused) when suddenly I discovered that my amma, in her nightgown, had appeared in the doorway behind me. I grabbed for the remote control, but I fumbled it and it fell to the floor. There was Maa, looking at the TV screen where two naked girls were making life really exciting for a lucky guy. I figured that the damage had been done now, so I just sat there, trying to hide my hard-on and waiting to find out what Maa was going to say. For a couple long minutes she just stood there behind the sofa watching the sex party get more and more sensual. Finally she said, "Do you really like this sort of stuff?" I could tell from her voice that she was highly disapproving, so I tried to cover by blaming someone else. "It's really Rick's movie." I mumbled. "But you're watching it. Do you like it?" Maa persisted. "Well, yeah it's OK, I guess. I couldn't sl**p, so it was just something to do." Maa suddenly laughed. "Do you expect me to believe that? Here's a typical horny teenager watching a porno fchaato, and it's just for something to do because he can't sl**p?" I grinned sheepishly. I know I was blushing red as a fire truck. "Well, Maa, All right, Maa. I'm sorry. I'll turn it off and go to bed." "Oh no!" Maa said mockingly. "I wouldn't want to deprive my adolescent boy of his pleasure. Go ahead and watch, if it turns you on. Oh, what have we here? Popcorn! Well, I'm glad I came down." She sat down on the sofa and helped herself to a handful of my popcorn. I noticed that she had her eyes glued to the TV, where there was almost nonstop nudity and sexual activity. Then I noticed that her nightgown was rather sheer, and her choochiyan, which seemed to be hard, were dimly visible. Since she was now sitting down, I couldn't get a good look at her crotch, but I was sure that her choot hair must be apparent too, since she's a brunette. For several minutes we just sat there and watched together, as Maa ate my popcorn, and I was all tense and nervous. I just couldn't imagine Maa watching stuff like this. What I had been enjoying immensely, now became very embarrassing to me, though my lund was still very stiff. Then Maa really shocked me with another question: "Do you usually jack off when you're watching these films?" I was so shaken up by the question that I actually just blurted out the truth: "S-s-sometimes." "Well then, go ahead if you want to. I don't want to break up the fun. I can see that your--uh-- thing is all ready for it," she said, eying the big bulge in my shorts. "Maa!" I exclaimed and just sat there in shock, like a statue. Maa gave another little trill of soft laughter. "Oh, come on, honey. I know what young boys do. It's perfectly natural and there's nothing wrong with it, so you don't have to be ashamed." I had no idea what to say or do, so I just sat there stupidly. Maa laughed softly again and moved over closer to me. (She actually seemed to be having fun with this little game!) "Would you like me to do it for you?" And damned if she didn't put her warm hand on my bare leg not three inches from my lund! I choosoed in an astonished breath so quickly that it made a loud hissing sound, and Maa laughed again. I had never heard her laugh quite the way she was doing it on this night. It wasn't quite a giggle, just a merry little trill, very soft and delighted sounding. Maa reached out one finger and touched the tip of my lund very lightly, but my rod gave a leap at that amazing contact. "You're not doing a very good job of answering questions tonight. Or maybe your lauda is doing the answering. Do you want me to jack off your lund or not?" My voice actually sounded squeaky at the astounding nature of this little late-night rendezvous. "Sh-sh-sure, Maa if you really want to." Maa trilled her little laugh again and put her hand on my lund, holding it gently through the knit fabric of my shorts. She began to just tenderly fondle it at first, then to pull and grasp it more firmly. Soon she decided that this wasn't good enough, so she pulled and tugged at the shorts and my lund until she had my big bare lund sticking out through the opening. Then she wrapped her hand around it and began to give it a good workout. She cupped my balls with the other hand and gently massaged them as she jerked vigorously on my joystick. God! What an amazing development! I could not have dreamed anything so unexpected--and so thrilling. I stared at my amma's hands on my balls and tugging at my naked lund. Incredible! Then I noticed that the way Maa had to sit to get both hands on my happy genitals had brought her bosom just under my chin and I could look right down inside her nightie at her big soft choochiyan with their jutting choochiyan. The porno film in the background just added that much more spice to this erotic scene. Then I noticed that Maa was looking at my eyes and could see that I was staring at her beautiful choochiyan. She smiled warmly at me. "You like?" she asked lightly. "Oh, God! I like, Maa! I like very much!" My lund was on fire from her manipulation. She really knew just how to do it. And damn! she was enjoying it! I could tell from her smile and her cheerful little laugh. I wanted to get my hands on her choochiyan and had just about got up the nerve to reach for them. After all if she was playing with my lund, couldn't I do the same to her boobs? On the TV screen a big buxom blonde had just started choosoing on the enormous lund of the stud star, who was saying, "Chooso me, babe! Chooso me!" Maa looked at the scene for a moment and then said, "Would you like me to do that to you, honey?" By this time, I believed that anything could happen, so I found myself saying hoarsely, "Chooso me, babe! Chooso me!" just like the guy in the film. Maybe I didn't have nearly as much to chooso as he had, but I wasn't small either, and Maa was making me feel like a porn star. Maa uttered that sweet little trill again and knelt on the floor between my legs. She lowered her lovely head and brought my turgid lund to her lips. She kissed it on the head a few times first, then chaatoed lightly at the very tip. Gradually she took more and more of my lund into her mouth, and her tongue swirled round and round the sensitive ring. Now I reached down into her nightgown as she knelt before me and got a hand on her big choochiyan. God! they felt great--soft, but very smooth and firm, with the choochiyan swollen and hard. I squeezed and fondled her choochiyan and fchaatoed the choochiyan back and forth, then pinched lightly on them. Maa's head was bobbing up and down over my lund, and her lips and tongue were raising my sensations to a peak very quickly. I knew I couldn't last very long this way. "Oh, Maa!" I groaned. "That feels so so damned good I'm about to come!" Maa just grunted and choosoed that much zor zor se on my lund. The hot, stinging, itching feeling became more and more urgent, spreading out through my groin, stiffening my body, curling my toes. Then I just boiled over, panting and jerking, fucking my lund wildly into Maa's eager mouth. She held onto my ass and just kept choosoing away as my cum spurted into her mouth. I could both feel and hear her gulping my lund Juice down thirstily, as if she didn't want to spill a drop of it. Finally I lay back, spent for the moment. Maa diligently chaatoed my lund completely clean before she resumed her seat beside me, her hand still holding my semi-hard lund. She looked at me and smiled broadly again. "Hey, k**," she said jokingly, "you taste pretty good--very nourishing too, I'm sure." Her mouth was still wet and sticky looking. And then she kissed me right on the mouth, chaatoing at my lips with her tongue. I responded eagerly, chaatoing back at her lips and tasting my own cum there. She was right--it didn't taste bad! "My God, Maa! You're wonderful!" I said with tremendous grachoocheeude. Maa laughed happily again. Then I noticed that the scene on the TV had changed. The tables were now turned, and the big blonde was now having her choot eaten by the stud. Maa noticed it too, and she said with a smile, "Oho! Now look what you have to do." She lifted up her hips and pulled her nightie clear to her waist. Then she lay back and spread her legs wide, presenting her beautiful dark-haired choot to me. Again the laugh, and then she said, "Bon appechoochee, mon cheri!" God! What a night this had turned out to be! I didn't waste any time getting on my knees between Maa's legs. I eagerly ran my hands up her smooth full thighs, squeezing and caressing them. I kissed my way up her legs and all around her hairy triangle as I gently probed a finger into her moist lips. Then I brought my mouth to her fragrant crotch, pulled open her choot lips with my thumbs and began to chaato and nibble lightly at her labia. Her abundant Juices tasted like divine nectar to me! I began to chaato more vigorously, then found her little clit and began to fchaato lightly at it with my tongue. Maa took hold of my head and let me know by her grip which strokes got to her most. She began to moan very softly and to rock her hips forward and back. I did my best to give Maa as good a choot chaato as I could, and I guess I succeeded pretty well. I was loving it, the delightful smell and taste, the feel of her soft inner genitals on my tongue and the crispy hair against my nose, the soft firmness of her round ass cheeks as I grasped them to pull her closer, the feel of her hands on my head, pulling with desire and passion. Then Maa began to buck her hips so hard that I had a difficult time staying with her, but I held on and kept lapping away as she went into a convulsion of extremely rapid humps with her hips, and I detected a sudden increase in her choot Juices. Then she stopped her movements and held my head very tight and very still while her body trembled violently. After a few long moments, Maa heaved a big sigh and lay back. I lifted my head from her crotch and looked up at her. She gave me another big smile and said, very huskily, "Thanks, honey. That's the best lingus my little cunnie's ever had! Ooooh, God! Did that ever feel good! I hope it wasn't too unpleasant for you." "Unpleasant! My God, Maa! I loved it. I'd like to do that every night." Maa seemed surprised. She said that Dad does it for her once in a great while, but she knows that he doesn't really like it, although he loves to have his lund choosoed, and she enjoys that. "Well, Maa," I said, "anytime you want a cheerful choot chaatoer, you know where to come. Anytime." She laughed and kissed me again, this time chaatoing some of her choot Juices back inside. We noticed that the movie had ended while we were otherwise distracted. We sat there kissing for a while, as I played with her choochiyan and choot, and she fondled my hard-again lund. Then Maa said, "Why don't you rewind the tape and start it again? I think I saw some fucking when I first came in. Maybe--just maybe--that might give us some more ideas." I eagerly did as she suggested. This film didn't take long at all to get to the hard stuff, and soon there was a pair of people fucking away--in fact, two pairs. The scenes kept shifting from one couple to the other and back. I had my finger up Maa's choot again by this time and she was sort of pushing her mound against my hand as she rubbed my hard lund. "Well, Maa," I said eagerly, "how about it? That looks like fun to me." "It certainly does," said Maa softly, "but of course, this is a little more serious. Maybe what we've been doing could be called just playing around, but fucking by a amma and beta is i****t." "If it's really love, what's wrong with that, Maa? I love you more than any other person in the world, and I'd like to show you my love in every way possible." Maa smiled very warmly and kissed me sweetly. "Thanks, honey. That's just what I needed to hear. I feel the same way. Who should make real love more naturally than a amma and her beloved son? I want you to chodo mujhe, my darling boy." She raised her arms and pulled her nightgown off over her head, letting her gorgeous big choochiyan fall free. Then she lay back, pulling me with her. She put one leg up on the back of the sofa. I pulled myself up over her as she spread her thighs wide to let me between them. Maa took hold of my lund with one hand and opened her choot lips with the other. Then she guided the head of my lund right inside. I very slowly pushed and pulled, sinking my lund deeper and deeper into her well-lubricated love passage. Finally I was in her all the way, my balls against her ass, and our jhanten meshed together. Maa pulled my head down so that we could kiss as we fucked. Both of us seemed to want to make this last awhile, so we moved very slowly at first. I would pull slowly out until I was almost all the way out, then slowly sink back in all the way. I could feel every bit of her moist, slippery passage, and I'm sure she got all the feel of my happy hard lund. All the time, we were kissing with open mouths, and I was playing with her choochiyan and ass, while she fondled my ass or my balls. It was just a very loving slow fuck, romantic and domestic at the same time--Maa and beta with all the f****y love due to each, but also now two lovers, very very much in love romantically and sexually. It was an overwhelming feeling to actually have my lund in my own dear beautiful amma's choot and to sense her extreme pleasure in our union. And of course, there was the added excitement that my father or s****r could come down the stairs at any time and catch the two of us "inflagrante". Since we had both already come once, we were not in a frenzy to reach orgasm again rapidly. For a long time--it must have been at least a half hour--we just continued that slow lovemaking, sometimes just lying, joined together at genitals and mouths, other times fucking gently, warmly. Of course, the intensity gradually began to build, and we both seemed to feel the urgency at the same time to step up the tempo. Maa signaled this by bringing her knees up and opening herself still wider to my thrusts. She began humping lightly, cuing me to pump a little zor zor se. Thus, bit by bit, like an old-fashioned steam locomotive just gradually picking up speed, Maa and I began screwing in earnest. My thrusts became zor zor se and faster; her hips humped more vigorously. Our tongues became more insistent in our kisses. Maa began breathing zor zor se and moaned lightly from time to time. I began to grunt with my thrusts. When I reached the bottom of a stroke, I would grind it in hard for a moment, and Maa responded by wiggling her ass to push up against that pressure. Then Maa muttered into my mouth, "OK, honey! NOW! Chodo mujhe hard, honey! Real hard! Just let me have it with all you've got." I didn't need to be told twice. Immediately I began pounding it to her, ramming my hard lund into her almost violently. She kept right with me, bucking her hips up fiercely to get all the f***e of each thrust. In and out--in and out--fuck--fuck--fuck--fuck! We were in a very hard and rapid rhythm, perfectly coordinated, fucking passionately, hungrily, greedily, seeking our own and our partner's full measure of ecstasy. Maa began panting and her soft moans turned into a muffled little sustained scream, and I knew that she was on the brink of orgasm. At the same time her ass started bouncing off that sofa with absolute abandon. I put everything I had into banging her but good, plowing into her with every bit of strength I had. God! Did my amma's leaping, grasping choot feel good on my lund! Then with a loud groan I started spurting my Juice into Maa's plunging choot. She humped even faster yet, spasmodically, uncontrollably, coming in a big way. Then she was stiff and shuddering violently again, and my pleasure-filled lund was shooting the last of my Juice deep within her belly. We clung to each other passionately, wet with sweat and cum and saliva, gloriously wet--and filled with the deepest love and grachoocheeude. My love--and my respect--for my precious amma had grown to be far greater than ever before. And I knew that her deep love for me had been demonstrated in the most explicit way possible. This wonderful night was the beginning of an intense, sincerely loving affair which is still going on. I am now 26 and Maa is 49. We have been very discreet, and no one suspects that my tender concern for my amma is actually a sexual relationship. Maa is still one hot piece of ass, and she still loves my lund. She and Dad get along fine, but I know that I am her real lover. Oh yes, I am married now and love my wife dearly. She is great in bed--but I'm afraid that she will never be as good as Maa. No one could be.