A continuation from the earlier chapter, please read that to know and understand the rural background and the characters, all of them are mature and consensual.
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Sharmila sighed and looked away, "
Because he sees you in me
!"
I was awakened from my dreamy haze... What!!!
Even when I wanted to protest, my lips were dry and hesitant. I could feel a sharp tinge down below which belied the motherly shock I should have displayed.
I guessed Sharmila wanted to drive home her point and she came up with a mischievous idea.
"Why don't you hide in the closet and watch your son ravage me next time we do it? You will understand me and my relationship with Arjun better. I am sure you would like what you see." She winked naughtily.
I was half attentive as I nodded. My hand was twitching and I had pressed my thighs together in case I leaked there and then from the wild thoughts.
It was decided that I would fake a headache that night and pretend to retire early and let everyone know not to disturb me. I would then sneak into Sharmila's room while she went to the connected room and met Arjun.
I barely fit into the closet and shut the doors pretty much all the way with a view on the large bed in the centre of the room. The room was dimly lit but Sharmila had lit candles around the bed and strewn rose petals on the sheet. The mood was very much to attract Arjun to the bed and make romantic love.
It was almost an hour before I heard giggles and the door opened ever so slightly and Arjun was carrying Sharmila in his strong arms.
Her saree was trailing behind them from her waist and her blouse was half open and she was fondling and pressing her huge tits as Arjun and she kissed passionately.
As she was delicately laid on the bed, Arjun sat on top of her and tore away at the buttons of the blouse and threw it on the floor. (it's common in rural India for ladies to not wear bra in the confines of their homes, sometimes in the hot summer, they would just drape the saree around their chest and wear nothing below.) she pulled away her saree and laid it carelessly on the bed and Arjun dove to kiss her shiny white legs.
Every bit as disproportionately over-sized as her son's huge cock, her breasts were absolutely massive. The enormous mounds were fat and full with very little sag. They were capped with wide, pale brown areola and thickly swollen dark brown nipples. She was narrow just under her breasts, & her waist was trim above the wide curve of her flaring hips. Her legs were smooth and toned without even a hint of cellulite. And below her flat belly, her mound was shaven clean. Sangeeta thought she looked like some outrageous fertility goddess, which was ironic to say the least.
"Well?" She smiled at my son. "Did you miss my lusty body?"
His only response was a gurgling noise as his eyes roamed over her lush figure.
"I'll take that as a yes," she smiled, leaning over him.
Sangeeta pushed the door in a little wider. Sharmila's huge tits, wobbling and crashing together, were inches above Arjun's cock. My horse-cocked son was utterly mesmerized by their heavy, ripe swaying.
She wadded the towel and set it aside to grab a pillow that she put on the floor between Arjun's feet. "Let me get a closer look, honey," she said, kneeling in front of him.
Gulping a deep breath, Arjun raised up on his elbows to look down as his aunt slid her hands up his legs and levered his steely rod upwards. She twisted and tilted her head to look at it from all sides.
Fresh pre-come was already leaking from the tip.
"It's just so big I can still hardly believe it," she breathed heavily. "I've honestly never seen one so big. She quipped, beginning to stroke it lightly.
"Well, uh..." he said, looking embarrassed.
Arjun's eyes locked onto her massively swaying breasts. Sangeeta couldn't help but notice that Sharmila's breasts were flushed and bloated and that her nipples were swollen to dark red crimson nubs nearly the size of his thumb tips.
"Do you like mommy's big breasts?" She smiled, cupping them.
Arjun nodded emphatically.
"I thought so, baby," she cooed, massaging the giant mounds of milky white flesh. "You loved sucking them a long time ago. Would you like to suck them again?"
"Y-yes," he rasped, his steely cock twitching.
"Let's trade places."
Arjun jumped up, his giant cock waggling obscenely as he got out of her way.
Sharmila perched herself on the edge of the bed and opened her legs. Arjun's cock bucked as his eyes darted between her massive breasts and the glossy slit dripping wet between her legs.
"Get down in front of me," she whispered, glancing a little nervously at her nephew's giant cock.
He dropped down and cautiously, hesitantly put his hands on her knees.
"You can touch me, baby," she smiled. "You can touch me everywhere. Come here."
His trembling hands slid up her legs and he scooted forward until his face was inches from her huge, wobbling tits. She cupped his chin and tilted his face up to kiss his forehead.
"Mommy loves you so much, honey," she whispered, bringing her lips to his.
Sangeeta watched her mouth open and then Arjun's did as well. They moaned in soft unison as the kiss went on and Sharmila took his hands in hers to place them on her heaving breasts. Her moaning went louder when his fingers sunk into the pliant flesh.
She broke the kiss and leaned back a little. "That feels so good," she whispered, smiling as he eagerly kneaded her abundant mounds.
"So heavy," Arjun marvelled breathlessly. "And wonderful, and soft, and firm."
"And they're all for you, baby," she cooed. "I am back now for you & can touch them almost any time you want."
He hefted the massive globes to press them together, and then again and again, he let them drop a little to lift and weigh them.
Whimpering softly, she put one hand on the back of his head and brought up her other to gently push his hand aside so that she could lift her huge breast herself.
"Do you want to suck mommy's big, fat titty?" She cooed.
He nodded eagerly. She raised her breast higher and pulled his mouth to the straining bud.
"Yesssssss," she moaned as his lips locked around the fat nipple. "Yesssssss. Suck mommy's big fat titty."
Sangeeta could clearly hear the wet, smacking sounds of Arjun's greedy sucking along with their heavy breathing and her soft whimpers of passionate delight.
"The other one," Sharmila choked.
Arjun switched to the other thick spike and hungrily sucked it in. Both his hands came up again to squeeze and paw and she let her hands drop to lean back a little.
"Yessssss," she panted in ecstasy, her hips twisting and bottom squirming into the mattress. "Nibble a little, darling."
She let out a loud groan and Sangeeta knew Arjun was following her instructions perfectly. Soon her entire body began to quiver and she leaned back a little more, forcing Arjun to rise up. Sangeeta let out a gasp of her own; Arjun's cock rose into sight and it was even bigger and harder-looking than before. And even more thrilling to the voyeuristic mother was that the shiny, heavily-leaking head was mere inches from the hairless furrow between Sharmila's legs.
