Rekha asked, Pratyusha, are you there?"

Pratyusha whispered, “Yes."

Rekha said, Rahul has a good tool, and he pumped so much cum into his handkerchief watching your cleavage pic; you were picking something from the floor. Your pallu slipped, and more than three-fourths of your boobs were visible. I quietly came out and closed the door."

Pratyusha was still in shock; she asked, "Why are you telling me all this?"

Rekha said, “You told me that when he comes for weekends, he always seems to want to go back. I think the reason is, he is scared that he may lose control."

Pratyusha's mood was off, and she was irritable. Sunil was so happy when she was fucking so hornily the last few days; the sudden shift of mood baffled him. She pushed him away and asked him to leave her for a few days and slept in another bedroom.

The weekend arrived, and so did Rahul.

Pratyusha read Vanaja and Sujata's stories, and her feelings were mixed. She was upset, sad, and also excited. She was completely confused. She could not talk to anyone about it; she cut off with Raj, and she could not discuss it with Akka.

Pratyusha wore a blouse that did not show an inch of flesh and a thick saree that covered her body well and put a safety pin so that the pallu didn't slip.

Rahul came and was his usual jovial and affectionate self. Pratyusha could not imagine that he would have done such a thing, as Akka told her.

He sat in a dining chair and was talking to her as she was busy with cooking. From the corner of her eye, she saw him checking out her chest and buttocks.

When she reached out for a container on the top shelf, her boob profile was exposed, and Rahul's eyes were riveted there.

Pratyusha's heart began to beat faster, as his hot gaze scorched her and she found herself taking a long time to search for the container, allowing him to feast his eyes on her boob. Pratyusha gave him coffee, and while he was sipping, she pinged Raj.

Raj: Hi

Pratyusha: You are right, Rahul is looking at me hungrily.

Raj: I am sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you when I said that your son may be lusting for you.

Pratyusha: I am sad, depressed, and angry.

Raj: Under all those, a little bit excited?

Pratyusha: Are you joking?

Raj: No, you will not be the first or last mom fucking her son. The sky won't fall on your heads.

Pratyusha: Goodbye.

Pratyusha told Rahul to stir the vegetable once in a while, and went to the bedroom and bolted the door.

She called Rekha.

Rekha picked up the phone on the first ring,

She said, "Yes, Pratyusha. Tell me."

Pratyusha said, “Akka, you are right. Rahul is looking at my boobs hungrily. What should I do?"

Rekha said, "Go with the flow. If you slap, shout at him, he may go to prostitutes for relief and end up worse."

Pratyusha asked desperately, ‘Akka, what would you have done?"

Rekha answered,  “I can't answer that since I don't have a son. But maybe I would have seduced him long back."

Pratyusha laughed and said, "Akka, you are shameless."

Pratyusha did not know that Raj, Rekha and Anita planned her seduction.

Raj knew that Pratyusha would get angry and would not talk to him after he talked about her son's lust for her.  Rekha was chatting with him from Anita's id. Raj told Rekha to tell Pratyusha that she saw Rahul masturbating, looking at Pratyusha's boobs picture. At that time, Rahul was actually fucking Rekha, doggy.

Then he asked Rekha to instruct Rahul what he should do when he visited Pratyusha on the weekend.

Pratyusha went back to the kitchen to resume her cooking,

Rahul moved away from the stove and, while she was cooking, hugged and kissed her neck and said, "I love you, Amma," as he had since childhood.

But this time he hugged her tight and poked her buttocks with his rock-hard cock.

The old version of Pratyusha would have pushed him, slapped him, and would have stopped talking with him for ages. She would be sad, lifelong, blaming herself for improper upbringing.

The new version of Pratyusha said, Rahul, “What are you doing? Move back and let me cook. Dad may see us."

Rahul hugged her even tighter, pressing his cock harder, and said, “Amma, Dad is not at home, and he will be back after an hour, and you know that."

Pratyusha found herself pushing her hips back as she asked, "What do you want?"

Rahul kissed her ear and whispered, “Amma, you are not a teenage virgin girl; you know what I want."

Pratyusha removed his hands and placed them on her boobs and said, “Ok, a few minutes, then I will go for a shower."

Rahul squeezed her tits and said, “Amma, this is cheating. You wore a bra as thick as a bedsheet."

Pratyusha laughed and pushed him and said, "Serves you right."

Pratyusha took a hot shower, dried herself, and as she reached out for her bra, her eyes widened as she saw thick wads of cum in her bra cup.

She put on a blouse and saree and went to Rahul's bedroom. She showed him the bra and asked him, "Why did you do this?"

Rahul was lying on his back with his cock rising a huge tent in his shorts. He said, smiling, “What else can I do when I don't have access to your boobs?"

Pratyusha smiled and said, “Ok, I will give access to only boobs. Don't expect anything else."

She sat on the bed, unhooked her blouse, and took her son's head in her lap, and pushed her tit into his mouth, as she did when he was a baby.

Her eyes closed in ecstasy as he started sucking one boob while mauling the other one.

After five minutes, she gave him her other boob. He was sucking expertly, holding her large nipple between his teeth and tickling with his tongue and pinching nipples with the correct pressure, not too hard to cause pain.

Both were startled when the doorbell chimed.

Pratyusha got up hurriedly, hooked up her blouse, and said, “Your dad returned."

Rahul reminded her when he was a kid and denied a toffee, when he complained, Amma, what about this?" showing his erection in shorts.

Pratyusha lifted her saree above her thighs, removed her panty and threw it at him.

She said, smiling, “You can smell, imagine and pump."

Rahul stared at her very wet panty and smelled her juices.

Sunil was surprised at his wife's happy and jubilant face. Though he was relieved, it puzzled him; her moods swung from one extreme to another; it had never happened before: sad one day, happy another day. He hoped that she would be in this happy mood forever.

Pratyusha's heart skipped a beat when Rahul showed her a panty filled with his cum when her hubby was absorbed in watching cricket. Her cunt let go of a pint of juice at her son's audacity and the quantity of cum.

Sunil was a sound sleeper. Once he slept, he would get up only in the morning.

Pratyusha waited until her hubby fell asleep, and tiptoed into Rahul's room. Rahul was awake and masturbating. Pratyusha quietly bolted the door and removed her nighty and joined her son on the bed.

She took his cock lovingly and stroked it a few times and put it in her mouth.

She was already very wet and asked him to fuck her directly. There wasn't much time.

She was over the moon, and so was Rahul as his thick, long cock slid smoothly into her cunt, like a hot knife in butter. He fucked her expertly and cummed, saying all the time, "I love you, Amma."

She also called him baby names, and it was a thrilling love and lust combination. This unique experience was intoxicating. She left and quietly slept next to Sunil.

Sunil was at home the entire Sunday, so Pratyusha and Rahul didn't get much chance. They had a quickie when Sunil went to bring vegetables.

Rahul applied for leave for two days and fucked Pratyusha to their heart's content after Sunil left for office.

Pratyusha could make out that her son was an expert fucker.

After two days, when it was time for Rahul to go back, they were almost crying.

Rahul hugged her and said, “Amma, I don't want to go back. Why don't you come with me?" like a small kid refusing to go to school.

Pratyusha said, "I want to. But Sunil doesn't even know how to cook rice. Don't worry. The weekend will come very soon."

After Rahul left, Pratyusha was quite sad; before, she was only bored, now she was in love and missing her lover. After Sunil went to the office, she pinged Raj.

Pratyusha: Hi, Raj

Raj: Hi

Pratyusha: Hi. I was wrong, you were right.

Raj: You mean your son...

Pratyusha: Yes, he fucked me,

She told all the details and how they fucked, where and how. Pratyusha's cunt was hopelessly wet when she completed her narration.

Raj: Wow. That is great. Congrats,

Pratyusha: Thanks, but I miss him so much.

Raj: Why don't you go to the city and stay with him?

Pratyusha: Sunil can't manage without me.

Raj: Hmm, if you promise you won't get angry, can I suggest a solution?

Pratyusha: Hahaha. Don't act scared. I won't kill you. Tell me.

Raj: First talk to Rekha. Did you tell her Rahul fucked you?

Pratyusha: No, it is so awkward, and she might scold me.

Raj: No, she won't. She told you that she would have seduced Rahul long back if she were your son. She will be happy.

Pratyusha: ok. Then?

Raj: Ask her if she wants to seduce and fuck Sunil. I think she will say yes. Then you go to the city and send her here. All will be happy.

As Pratyusha thought about it, she was getting super excited. Yes, her guilty feeling that she was cheating would be overcome.

Pratyusha immediately called and talked to Rekha. Rekha was thrilled and congratulated her. Then Pratyusha hesitantly put forth Raj's suggestion.

Rekha was silent for a while; Pratyusha's heart was beating wildly. What will her Akka think about her?

Rekha said, I love you so much, darling. I will do anything for you. But I don't want Sunil to think cheaply about me."

Pratyusha said, Let us leave it to Raj. He will guide us."

Then she came back to chat with Raj.

Pratyusha: Can you believe it, she said, ok? But what will I tell Sunil? About my trip to the city and Akka's stay here?

Raj: Simple. You will tell Sunil that Rekha is overloaded with work, looking after Sachin, household chores, and needs rest. If she comes to your house, she can get ample rest, and you will go to the city for some time.

Pratyusha: Raj, you are a genius. Brilliant idea.

Pratyusha chose the right moment to ask Sunil about her stay in the city with their son, Rahul.

Sunil was sucking her tit after a very steamy fuck session. Sunil was amazed by Pratyusha's hunger and stamina for fucking. Something changed; he was unable to figure out what caused the change. Will sex stories arouse a woman so much, he wondered as he was lightly biting her nipple.

Pratyusha asked softly as she was stroking his head, Ri, shall I stay with Rahul for some time in the city?"

Sunil shook his head," What about me? I cannot live without you. I am addicted to your love and fucking apart from allergy to outside food."

Pratyusha said," The reason I am asking is, my Akka is very tired, with all household chores, and looking after the grandson. I thought if she comes here for some time, she can get proper rest."

Sunil said," Hmm. Ok. I guess I can manage for some time. But, not for very long, ok?"

Pratyusha kissed him and said," Akka is an amazing cook. Once you taste her dishes, you may ask me not to come back."

Sunil said, No way, I need fucking more than food."

Pratyusha thought, Maybe her fucking will also be mind-blowing like her cooking skills."

When Rahul came for the weekend, Rekha accompanied him. She gave him a blow job when the roads were deserted. 

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