Chapter 1

Aditi parked her car and got out sighing heavily, she was wearily tired of the day's work ... though less stressful compared to her initial professional life, ... working as a dance teacher was a demanding task ... it took almost 3 years for her to set up a dance school with a good name and reputation, the only driving force being her son, his nourishment, his education. Life as a single mother was very much hard for her, but she braved all the odds for the sake of the sole object in her life, her son. Enduring all hardships that a society could offer to a widow, the lust filled beasts of society eyed upon her, her beauty, but she never violated from the paths of modesty and morality. She sighed again, it was a sigh of relief, that her son had strived to her expectations, he completed his schooling with good marks and has written his entrance exams well, only thing left was to wait for the results.

She smiled, her luscious lips involuntarily expressing on her moon like face. Her flow of thoughts were interrupted by a clear male voice, "Maa, you look tired ... need a hand?" She looked up, eyes conveying a silent gratitude for his caring gesture. She held on his hand..."Hard day, huh ... I got some coffee for you" she smiled. She loosed her saree, slowly untying her hair knots, "One minute Raj ... i'll go and freshen up"

"It will take an hour to untie you hair itself, Maa."

"I'm thinking of having it cut short!"

"No mom, pls don't ... i was just joking!!" Raj couldn't imagine his mom parting with her beautiful hair that reached up to her supple waistline.

His mother giggled seeing his expression and went to washroom.

Raj watched her, her tall body mesmerizingly moving with a poise, elegance and beauty which he could never find in any women ... her perfectly carved body added with the curves and volume her dancing gave, made him feel like she was a goddess descended to earth. He somehow managed to divert his attention and settled on the sofa...

"So, how was your day Raj?"

"Fine Maa, went to gym, then arranged the store room and oh! I found out an old album ... guess what, it was your wedding album!!!How could you be so careless!!"

She was shocked!! Frightened as all the rotten thoughts of the past she had been trying to lock out, swept past through her memories in a flash. Her late husband, the man to him she surrendered her devotion and her body, the man to whom she offered her spotless chastity, the man to whom alone she was to open up all the treasures of love and care for a life time ... she was to see him only at the time of marriage for the sale was fixed and even in an age where the consent of a full grown girl in not heeded upon, there is no way a 16 year girl could do, except for hoping and praying for a blessed married life.

The moment she saw him the first time, all my fears vanished, though twice her age, her groom looked like a king ... with broad chest and shoulders, an air of arrogance and power surrounding him, with piercing eyes ... but she managed to steal a glimpse of tenderness or so imagined and she submitted herself to her husband ... on that night he devoured her like a wolf ... squeezing her ill formed breasts ... tearing past her pussy, biting savagely her neck as he thrusted his manliness ... with so much passion and energy that even now she gets wet imagining about ... he enjoyed each inch of her body at the cost of her helpless screams of pleasure and pain ... he fucked her, fondled and would be gone ... but more of his bestiality was revealed as he began to make her an object of abuse and self pleasure ... she was reduced to just a whore in his harem ... birth of Raj made him immensely happy but he continued to harass and abuse her ... all she could do was pray ... later that bastard died on the way to meet another women of his endless harems land lordship and perverted business can offer ... tears flowed through silently

"Maaa, thoughts of dad making you sad? I'm sorry ma..."

I wiped my tears. "Its alright son ... memories of your father..."

"I miss him too ... i never knew how he looked like until now." He said raising a photo of his dad. she have never hanged it on the wall ... she tried to erase everything...

"Do I resemble him?"

Aditi gazed at him. he exactly looked like his father but at the same time looked the opposite ... his high forehead, thick neck, well-formed jawlines, angular face looked so much similar. but he had gentle eyes, kind eyes with radiance of tenderness and caring, smile that made her feel secure and protected.

"You do Raj ... you are taller than your dad, and fairer too ... now I want to know where you got this fairness from..."

Raj blushed."from my beautiful maa"

Aditi smiled.But somewhere she sensed a flow of wetness, dampness. Looking onto him., he is not a boy anymore ... he is growing to be a man ... a strong, virile adult ... his character was the one she longed from her bastard husband, she looked at his innocent yet manly face once again and a strong current of emotions ... which lay concealed threatened to awaken.clap! She shut down her thought flow...

"Its getting late ... let me prepare dinner" she managed to blurt out with an air of seriousness and walked towards the bedroom ... Raj gazed at her again ... it was almost a habit ... with a mixed feeling of possessiveness and lust. Aditi locked the door behind, hurriedly undid her saree, threw the pile of her sweaty blouse and white bra to the laundry bucket and entered the bathroom. she moved her had towards her crotch, cleaving open her panties she slowly let her fingers probe into her bush. she discovered a tinge of thick wetness stuck to her pussy hair. Hormones were merciless towards her...

It has been ages since she had been closer to a man, after her marriage, she developed a sort of hatred for men ... towards her own father who sold her to a cheap businessman for money, her husband and all the menfolk who seemed to help her with the intention of enjoying her body in return, men who pretended to be close with the intention of mauling her, men who tried to harm her.

She had braved everything.she could not think of a moment with another man other than her Raj, but as Raj is blossoming into a fine young man, primal sex instincts arose within her, She began to watch him in another perspective, as a man, as a protector, as a source of security and her own ... numerous times she had imagined of her son making love with her, but each thoughts she threw away in a second. He is her son and the poor boy would never have imagined in his wildest dreams that his mother got such feelings for him. She slipped down her panty and threw it away ... she was in heat and needed a cold shower.

After confirming that Aditi had locked in, Raj retraced his steps back to the veranda.he carefully laid his eyes his dear mother's sandal. He took it in his hand and imagined his mother's beautiful delicate feet on it. Raj fondled the sandal and brought it closer to his nose ... a damp but arousing aroma of his mother's sweat mixed with dirt pleasured. He once again imagined his goddesses' delicate feet. Raj worshiped his mother, her every object, her body, her nature.

All through his life, there was only one woman in his dreams, his beautiful mother. Her moon-like face, beautiful eyes, her slender neck, her voluptuous but perfect frame, full breasts, fertile hips and heavenly ass, her feet, her toes, fingers everything was so appealing to him. Raj was shy by nature, quite in school. He had no slightest attraction towards the girls in his class or any other women, not even pornstars. His mother was his only love. Ever since his getting into maturity, all he wanted was to please his mom. he wanted to tell her about his love, his physical attraction and longing for her, his strong desire to worship her, fulfill her desires, deliver the pleasures she forbade for him, make up to her sexual frustration and loneliness she was facing now. Sometimes Raj felt guilty at having born at all, else his mom would never have suffered much.

After exams, he had reached home, determined to confess his feelings and longing for her. But he was scared. He knew that he was then only man her mom loved, he knew his mother's suffering with his dad, though he pretended he knew nothing ... and if he wrongs her, Aditi would be shattered. Raj could never think about causing suffering to his dear mom. But his worship and lust for her was unquenchable, he used to fantasize of his mother.

Raj dropped the sandals the moment he heard door creaking. His mom came out ... she looked fairer and wet streaks of hair sticking onto her forehead made him almost faint. She smiled a nervous smile and went to the kitchen.

Aditi got herself engaged in cooking she did not notice Raj stealthily entering her bedroom.He headed straight to the laundry bucket, picked up her saree and rubbed his face along it wondering which part of the saree could have draped over her gorgeous ass, he picked up her blouse and found his favorite patch of wetness patch at the shoulders.

He inhaled the scent deeply ad registered it once again in his memory,"Ah mom ... i will savour your armpits daily, I'll lick it clean for you". He then plucked her white bra and sniffed it.he unzipped and let the bra hand on his erect dick and stroked it, imagining his penis to be in between his mother's heavy tits. He enjoyed for a moment, careful not to cum. then his eyes searched for her dear panties ... her used panties that would definitely be drenched with her sweet sweat. He inhaled deeply again and again ... sometimes he would get a strand of her pussy hair ... he'd lick it like a lollipop and eat it! so crazy he was!!. But today his eyes picked up a wet spot on her panties. He had never seen a stain before.

Maybe his mom got aroused seeing something, was someone trying to seduce her? Thoughts kept on flowing. Was his mother going to be with another man? He put the stuffs back and ran to his room. He could never thinking of his mom with someone else. Raj was fiercely protective of her. He could never stand someone speaking ill of her. He remembered how he trashed his friend down for saying his mother is sexy. He was afraid to lose her. May be mom is so frustrated she might have begun some relationship ... his heart broke by these thoughts

"Raaj!!Where are you?Dinner is waiting" ... the call disrupted his thought flow.

"Coming maa" he shouted trying his best to hide his sorrow.

He headed for dinner table. His mom was waiting to serve him his favorite dishes. Raj managed to smile at mom and began eating.

"I forgot to tell you something beta, Rose had phone you"

"Why?"

"Just to talk to you"

"Anything important?" he asked. Aditi smiled. She knew Rose, the chatterbox beauty of his school. It seemed she had some feelings for her son!

"Don't play boss Raja. Go ahead. Call her" she said, but in her depths of hearts, She got a burning.Her worst of the fears was coming true. she was leading him away from her. Aditi might lose him. She wished he had no feelings towards rose

"Maa ... i don't want to speak to her unnecessarily. And mind you, she is just my friend..."

Aditi was relieved.

"But Raja, I think she'll make a good pair for you"

"So you want me to leave you alone, maa" Raja replied, hurt. Maybe his mom wants to get rid of him.

"Not that son ... but boys your age ... u know..."

"I'm not like them maa ... i want to be with you and you alone my entire life..."

"That is not possible son ... some day you might want to start up your own family"

"Never mom ... I've loved and shall love only you my entire life ... i'm concerned about you and nothing else in this world matters for me..."Raja spoke his heart out.

"Are you sick of me mom? you don't want me in your life? Are you trying to part from me".

Aditi was touched, "why do you think like that son ... you are the only man in my life and I cannot afford losing you." Tears welled up in her striking eyes.

Raja's fear vanished. He cursed himself for doubting his mom. He assured that she was meant for him. He rose from his chair and rushed to his mom.

He held her cheeks and looked straight to her eyes.

"I'm really sorry mom".

She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him closer..."I love you son" ... she whispered She could not hide the truth anymore "I love you forever..."she too got up from the chair. They gazed, their eyes locked to each other never in ages has she been so close to a man. Her eyes seemed to melt into his. Raja felt like it was a dream ... the woman he had longed for his whole life, was standing beside him with her tender arms around his shoulders. He could feel her scent. His masculinity awoke as he gazed upon her with renewed and endless passion. They came closer ... Raja saw his mother's full lips part open tenderly ... he brought his lips towards her cautiously. Their lips touched and a gush of shock wave passed through them.

Aditi felt her wetness emanating like a stream. She felt the warmth of his lover's breath, she felt wanted she was slowly succumbing to her instincts, savouring each moment of the passionate kiss. Raja encircled het and moved his hand towards her waist and pulled her closer. His pubic region slightly rubbing with his mother's. His joy was incomparable. Raja realised that his mother fully longed for him. He regained his consciousness. What if mom is not aware of herself?

He could not think of bringing a disadvantage to mom ... He crushed her breast against his for the last time Aditi was getting more and more wet ... her breathing getting heavier each second immersed in the pleasure his son is giving her ... suddenly she was jerked backward forcefully ... she came back to consciousness. She saw Raja gazing compassionately holding her.

"I truly love you mom." Aditi was shocked but some sort of ecstasy ran through her ... she was denied passion when she needed it most ... she wanted to tear his trousers and ride on his cock ... she was left more thirsty. But she understood the chivalry shown by Raja which made her wanting to pour him with carnal glory. She hesitated, will he ever think that I only lust for him, will he think that I'm sexually soo frustrated and vulnerable. She wanted to prove her strength too ... she looked at him blankly and said nothing.

Both knew they loved each other but were hesitant when it came to lovemaking. Raja kissed her forehead. "You look tired mom, you might need a good sleep". Is he mocking at me?

Aditi wondered "Good night son!"

She serenely walked toward her bedroom ... Raja fighting with his feelings to just lift and take her to his room somehow overpowering uttered, "Mom! Would you mind coming to the temple with me tomorrow morning"

"Sure son! care to get up early at least tomorrow Raj"

"Sure thing mom! I'll get ready by six"

Aditi locked the door and headed to bed heavily blushing and perspiring. Her wetness had reached upto her thighs ... her instinct wanting to somehow attain pleasure ... her desire for lovemaking was soo intense and urgent ... she removed her saree.Now in petticoat and blouse ... she threw the saree on bed, lied on top of it in split second ... kicked off her panties.

In a swish he spread her petticoat and brought her trembling fingers to her burning snatch. Her clitoris was pulsating heavily ... she was sweating even though the climate was cool ... she squeezed her beautiful firm, succulent, conical tits ... imagining her son's manly hand feeling it ... she rubbed her clit for just 5 seconds and she experienced a heavy and releasing orgasm..."ohhhhhh!"she cummed like a fountain ... her entire petticoat got pathetically wet ... she wished Raja could understand her sexual craving, yet treat her with the same respect and drifted off to slumber

Raja was recollecting about the night as if it was a dream. He thanked god who finally heard his prayers. He imagined about his mother as usual, wearing saree that covers her securely. He felt that a woman's beauty is enhanced by concealing it rather that exposing it. His respect for his mother rose. He promised himself he will never blame her. He craved to worship her with all he got, and peacefully drifted off to sleep.

Next morning Aditi was impatiently waiting for Raja, boiling milk in the kitchen. She got ready wearing an elegant sari and a matching blouse. She had called out for Raja many times.

"It seems he is still asleep" she murmured. Just then a hand fell on her head. "Rajaa ... where were you?" she purred

"Just went to garden maa" saying he pinned a jasmine flower onto her hair.

"You are so caring son"

"No amount my of care would repay what you have done for me"he replied.

They reached the temple later than expected. It seemed Raj is taking longer time for praying. She gently touched his shoulder. "I'm may be late for work" she whispered. On return journey she asked "What is special today son what were you so devotedly praying for?"

"Mom, you have forgot again ... today is our birthday!!!!"

Shit! Aditi and her son shared the same birth date.

"Oh you brat! You could have reminded yesterday" chided Aditia in response to Raj's teasing remarks.

"Where is my gift?"He demanded.

"I'll get everything by the evening. i'll be free for next two weeks ... any idea son?"

"Let's vacation then!!" his joking remark could not hide his nervous expression from his face. She sensed it but did not want to spoil a bright day.

"I'm home baby!!"Aditi announced waving a gift box and another box which contained cake. She looked around the house.it has been tidied, tables and shelves were arranged beautifully. She felt immensely happy.

"Oh mom! Welcome home"

"Wow son! our home looks more beautiful now"

"Just for a change Mom"

She kept the items on table and hugged her son tightly ... pressing closer, she whispered "Happy b'day dear!" Dave too hugging her, brought his warm lips close to her ear, for a second he nibbled her earlobe before wishing her. Aditi blushed and moved on to open her gift when Raja held her hand politely, "Not now Mom!! i want to tell you something. Will you dine with me tonight?" he put forward plainly. Aditi obliged, giggling like a child. This was the happiest day in her life. Raja took out a package and held it out." please wear this tonight Mom" she gladly accepted it. But for a moment she thought if he is taking advantage of her, what kind of dress? Will it be nice? ... but she believed her son is a true man and would never misbehave ... in return she gifted him a shirt she purchased for him.

"Get ready mom, Let's have the cake later. I'll keep it in the fridge" he tenderly insisted.

Aditi got into the bathroom. Panties already wet. She slipped it out; her heart whispered her life is going to get happier. She stroked her earlobe and blushed for no reason. after a soothing bath. She opened the package, a beautiful pink saree winked at her.

Raja was slightly getting nervous ... either this day will give him the pinnacle of happiness or he'll lose his only love ... forever. But he was prepared to take chance. He already got ready. Raja never cared about his appearance much. He knew he was fair enough for her. Just then Aditi came out of her room. Raja couldn't control his breath as he saw the most beautiful women in her life. Dressed in the pink saree she looked extremely beautiful ... like an angel.

"Mom, you are the most beautiful woman ever..." He couldn't but resist. she smiled

"Thanks to the beautiful gift you gave!"

He led her to the hotel, feeling really proud to be her man. Aditi looked ravishingly beautiful. Seeing the tight wrap around her ass made Raj think of just grabbing it and relishing it. But he managed to rule over his instincts. Aditi and Raj had a beautiful candlelight dinner. As they drove home Aditi could not but admire his son's mannerisms "you have become a responsible person, baby, I'm proud of you"

Dava just smiled. he was getting more and more nervous as they approached home. He graciously led her to the house. Aditi was as if she was in a dream world. She went and sat on the couch smiling, faced towards the ceiling. Raj sat near her and snuggled closer to her, "Thank you mom! you made this birthday truly memorable". He muttered sincerely scanning his mom's beautiful and shining arms ... it was flawless, wheatish with minute hairs, supple and proportionately tapering towards her wrist. He imagined her bare thighs ... what would be its texture? Aditi rose from her couch and turned towards him, "You made this pleasant day unforgettable for me son, don't you want to see what mommy wants to gift you? She immediately hurried to the table and threw the gift wrapped box at him.

Raj couldn't contain his excitement as he opened it, "Oh mom!!! it's the best gift ever" as he unwrapped the latest model watch he longed to buy. He remembered how he once, months before, he showed the ad about the watch to mom and expressed his desire to buy one. Aditi had not forgotten it. Raj was touched by the intensity his mom cared for him and he felt guilty lusting for her. His whole life till now was a battle between his guilt and his love. Tonight he'd get the results.

"Thank you very much mom!! I never expected you to remember about that!"

Aditi just smiled at him, "Wear the watch now, let me see."her eyes conveying something he couldn't grasp.

Raj put on the watch..."Its nice mom!" then clearing his throat, he soberly said, "Your gift is in your room maa, go there, close the door and open the box. Please don't tell anything maa. Proceed to the room" he motioned.

He looks damn sexy when serious. Aditi winked and she drifted to her bedroom and closed the door smiling at him. She badly wanted to convey her physical attraction towards him. she wanted to feel him and get kneaded by him. She wanted to taste her son and get pampered by his manliness. But fear and guilt kept her from going beyond the lines ... even on this happy night, this conflict saddened her. She brushed aside the thoughts as she unwrapped the rectangular gift box. A birthday card and a letter greeted her.