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“I will do anything for money Reddy. I need it by Sunday or else or house will be up for auction next week as the bank people have got the court order for our house eviction already. I need one lakhs very urgently, please, give me one lakh rupees and you can use me as you wish for one day.” Mamatha pleaded with her late husband’s friend Reddy with tears in her eyes as she knew that Reddy always looking at her with lust when he used to come to her house when her husband was alive few months back.

Reddy looked at the 39 year widow, his late friend Raman’s wife Mamatha and called out his secretary who was sitting just outside the office door. The young girl came in and looked at her boss.” Baby, give me a blowjob right now.” Reddy ordered the girl. The young girl just knelt down before his chair, pulled down his pant zipper down and took out his flaccid cock out from his briefs and took it in her mouth straight away.

Mamatha was horrified on seeing this and Reddy calmly said,” I pay this girl one lakh per month and she does what all I ask her to do, even she participates in my porn movies. Now tell me why I should give you one lakh rupees just for one fuck when I have lots of beautiful girls at my disposal.”

Mamatha was heartbroken on hearing him, she had thought that she can take the money from him and offer herself to him even knowing that he was a porn movie director and producer. She looked at him with pleading eyes. Reddy said to the girl,”Baby, go out and I will call you later to please my cock.” And to Mamatha,” Ok, you say you badly need money, I will help you….how old is your son Mamatha?”

“He is nineteen now and studying plus-2,” Mamatha replied with curiosity, she was wondering why he was enquiring about her son.

After hearing Reddy, his secretary released his cock from her mouth, inserted it in his pants, got up and went out of his office room without uttering a word. Reddy said,” Ok…One of my clients in Dubai want to see a mother and son doing sexual acts in front of camera and that too live. If you and your son are willing to participate, I will give you one lakh rupees as you asked.”

Mamatha almost fainted on hearing him but regained herself, “WHAT…you want me to have sex with my son and that too on live video. You are a sick pervert..damn you…you will go to hell.” Saying she got up and turned to go out.

Reddy said,”I don’t know if I go to hell or not, but you will be on the streets if you don’t pay your bank EMI. You have my number, think about it and tell me if you are interested to perform live for camera, I will pay you the money you asked for.”

Mamatha barged out of his office and came to her home thinking how to pay the dues to the bank. She didn’t have any other sources to pay the money by Monday and she was about to lose her home. One mind was telling her to accept Reddy’s offer and take the money and pay the bank dues and they won’t ask her for another 3 months for payment. She would have agreed to have sex with any other man, either old or young person didn’t matter her much, but having sex with her son was unimaginable.

Her son Rahul came back from college in the evening and Mamatha was lying on the sofa thinking about the bank dues and the Reddy’s offer. Rahul came to the living room changing to a t- shirt and shorts from his school uniform.

“Rahul, will you get me the wheat flour from the kitchen top shelf, I can’t reach it,” Mamatha asked her son.

“Sure mom, but you will have to hold the stool while I climb it, it is very shaky,” Rahul said.

Mamatha thought just like her all the things in the house have become shaky. She got up and went to the kitchen along with her son. Rahul pulled the stool from under the counter and climbed on it with his mom’s support. Mamatha bending her body a bit, held the stool firmly to the floor so that it won’t slide while her son was on top of it. She was thinking about Reddy’s offer while holding the stool, she came to her senses when she heard her son calling her.

Mamatha looked up and saw her Rahul holding the wheat flour container in his hands and also she observed the bulge in her son’s shorts. “My nineteen year old son is aroused and by what?” Mamatha panicked on seeing Rahul ogling at her bosom. While she was bending to hold the stool, her saree pallu had slipped from her shoulders and had fallen to the floor revealing her blouse and as she was bending a little, her breasts flesh were trying to pop out from the top of the blouse.

Rahul was seeing her cleavage and his mom’s boobs flesh popping out and sex was written all over his eyes. Mamatha never in her dreams had thought that her son would eye her as a sex object. Before Rahul climbed down the stool she had decided what she was going to do to save her home from the bankers. Mamatha went to her room and dialled Reddy’s number,”I am ready for your offer; tell me the time and date.” Reddy replied,” This Sunday, I will have dinner at your place and later we will start shooting live at 9pm as it will be around 6pm in Dubai.”

Mamatha wondered Etiler Escort how to break this porn acting news to Rahul. She looking down at his bulge in his shorts asked,” Rahul…did you get this looking at me, I am your mom, you can speak frankly, consider me as your friend.”

Rahul shyly said,” Sorry mom, I didn’t intend to look at, but…”

Mamatha saw the lust in her son’s eyes, said,” It’s ok baby, I can understand, I too have been through this teenage years. I need to talk to you.”

Mamatha brought her son to the living room and told him about Reddy’s offer and it was easy as she had expected, in fact he was thrilled but he hid it from her, but Mamatha knew he was dying to have sex with his own mom.

Reddy came to Mamatha’s house on Sunday exactly at 8pm and had dinner with mom and son. After dinner, Rahul took their dishes to the sink. When he returned, Reddy asked him: “Rahul, I assume that you know why I’m here.”

Rahul swallowed and nodded. And he glanced at his mom out of the corner of his eye then shook his head.

“Good. Before we begin, there is just one small detail; you need to sign the contract. It’s just a matter of fact to protect everyone legally.” Reddy took out two sheets of paper out of his briefcase and handed them to Rahul and Mamatha. “It says that you are in sound mind and in agreement to what is about to happen. I can’t disclose your actual identities, and in turn, you agree to never sue me. Blah, blah, blah, more legal words. Look it over and sign at the bottom.”

Mamatha read it quickly, grabbed a pen and signed her name. Reading the contract carefully, Rahul signed it as well. Smiling, Reddy collected the contracts. “Let’s not waste any more time and get right to it!”

Mamatha’s body seemed rigid as she managed a tiny nod.

Reddy got up and said, “I’ll get my equipment ready. Shall we do it in your room or Rahul’s?”

Mamatha mildly said. “Mine.” Quietly, she stood up and led the way to her room. Inside her room, the curtains were shut and the bed was neatly made. The only light in the room was the table lamp switched on. Mamatha stood by the edge of her bed, her arms hanging feebly at her sides and she was very much nervous about the incest act she was about to perform with her son.

“Do you mind if we turn on more lights?” Reddy asked, examining the room. “It’s too dark in here for the camera.” He began flipping light switches. “I assume you’ll want to perform on the bed. I’ll start shooting from here, and then come around from this side.” He picked up his video camera and motioned for Rahul to go over by his mother. Reluctantly, Rahul approached and stood by her.

“Okay!” announced Reddy, looking through the camera’s viewfinder. “Everything is ready if you both are ready. There is no point in wasting time. I’m going to roll the camera on three.” He held up his hand. “One! Two! Three!”

Mother and son stood side by side, facing the camera. Their similarities between mother and son were unmistakable. The son had his mother’s dark eyes, small lips, dimpled cheeks, round cute face like his mom. Their body types were also similar, though the son was a bit taller. Both were slightly thin and lean – the son having a leaner look than his mom, while his mother had flesh at the right places and looked sexy in a way.

After a moment of silence, Reddy suggested: “Mamatha, why don’t you give some introductions about yourself for our audience, they are on line live now watching us?”

Mamatha cleared her throat. “I am Mamatha and I’m thirty nine old and this is my son, Rahul and he’s nineteen years old.”

“Is this your first time doing something like this?” Reddy asked her.

Mamatha gave a small nod. “Yes, this is the first time and I’ve never been on camera before.”

“I mean with your son.” Reddy asked her.

“Oh, that! Yes, this is definitely my first and I have never been with a man apart from my late husband.” A small uneasiness crept onto her face.

“How about you, Rahul?” Reddy continued. “Have you had any sex experience before or are you still a virgin?”

Rahul shook his head. “No, this is my time.”

Mamatha looked at her son out of the corner of her eyes as he was speaking.

“And you, Mamatha? When was the last time you had sex?”

Mamatha dropped her eyes. “It was almost 10 months ago, before Rahul’s father passed away.”

Reddy winced as he didn’t anticipate that answer, which risked spoiling everything. Quickly, he changed the subject: “Can you tell me a little about why you’re doing this today?”

Mamatha hesitated, nervously shifting her weight from one foot to the other. “We need money to pay bank EMI or else we’ll lose our home if we don’t come up with the payment by Monday.”

“I think that is a good reason,” agreed Reddy. “Are you curious what it might be like…you know having sex with your own son?”

Mamatha frowned at Reddy. “No. Can’t you just tell us what to do; Reddy and please I want this to be over as quickly as possible.”

“Well, Fatih Escort your choice and you are the boss here now,” said Reddy. “But you should know what to do, after all you have enjoyed sex for twenty years with your husband. So let’s get on with it then.”

Mamatha looked suddenly aghast on thinking to perform sex with her son, in front of Reddy and with camera switched on. “How do we begin?”

“Oh, you take the lead and guide your son as he is still a virgin.” Reddy rolled his eyes. “How about you both start taking off your clothes?”

Mamatha nervously looked up at Rahul, who stood like a zombie by her side. She swallowed hard and looked back at the camera. Mamatha with a frown on her face, dropped her saree to the floor, unhooked her blouse and removed it from her shoulders. A moment later her white bra came into view and she saw that son was eyeing her breasts curiously. She hesitated a moment to remove her petticoat and panties which was hiding her womanhood and she looked up at her son. He stood unmoving, looking straight ahead of him. Taking a deep breath, she pulled her petticoat knot and let it fall to the floor and stood in her bra and her white panties.

Reddy looked up from the camera. “I thought that you both would take off each other’s clothes.”

“Oh, you didn’t tell to do that,” said Mamatha angrily.

“At least Mamatha remove your son’s clothes,” suggested Reddy.

Mamatha turned slowly towards Rahul. He followed her lead and turned to her. She reached up and tugged gently on his t-shirt. “Let’s take this off first baby.”

Obediently, Rahul raised his arms and let his mother pull his t-shirt up from his arms. He felt her soft bra material brush against his skin, as she pulled the t-shirt up over his head. When his t-shirt was off, Mamatha folded it neatly and placed it on her bed. She glanced over at the camera before facing her son again. She looked down at her son’s shorts and was not surprised on seeing a bulge in the shorts. She reached out but hesitated and she looked up at her son Rahul, her eyes were asking for his permission, but he didn’t meet her gaze. Gently she placed her hands on his shorts pulled it down and let the shorts fall freely to the floor. Only wearing briefs, Mamatha could see Rahul’s erected cock bulge clearly. They both faced the camera, only wearing their underwear, the mother and the son both were looking uncomfortable in front of camera.

“It is excellent,” said Reddy, inspecting the two of them with a critical eye. “Now, you both remove your partner’s underwear’s.”

“I’ll do it myself!” Rahul said suddenly. He grabbed the sides of his briefs and pulled them off from his legs. Involuntarily, Mamatha looked down at her son’s cock. Reddy could see the surprise on her face. Her son’s hard-on cock hovered between his legs, visibly filling out in erection and her son was not a small boy as she had expected and had a good 8″ sized cock. Mamatha was surprised on seeing her son’s cock, wondered how a boy of 19 years old can have such a big cock and to her dismay it was thick too, his dad had a normal 6 inch cock and it used to satisfy her fully.

“Your cock is looking good, Rahul,” Reddy said encouragingly. “Be a good son and help your mom to remove her bra and panties, let our clients see your mom’s naked body.”

“No…no…I will remove it myself!” Mamatha said firmly, following her son’s lead. She quickly reached back and unclasped her bra. It fell to the floor exposing her 34B perky breasts. She paused for a moment, before she reached for her panties, and glanced at her son. Taking a deep breath, she bent down and pulled her panties off of her legs.

“Wow!” Reddy uttered appreciatively. “Mamatha, I never thought you had such a sexy body, you look so hot in nude.” He stared at her for a while, taking in her tiny, dark brown nipples and a neatly trimmed patch of jet-black hair at her crotch. “Can I ask what size are your tits?”

Mamatha hesitated a bit and replied. “It is 34B.”

Reddy brought the camera in for a close up. He swung around the back and got a shot of Mamatha’s small, tight ass. “Wow, Mamatha! You look quite sexy even at this age, cute tits, nice round ass and Rahul is lucky to have a mom like you and moreover he looks like he is eager to fuck rather than you.”

“Oh my God,” said Mamatha. “I know that my son is eager to perform. So what do you want us do next?”

“How about you both mom and son start kissing each other like lovers?”

“No, we can’t do that, “Mamatha protested, suddenly serious. “Strictly no kissing.”

“Then give your boy a blowjob and get his cock lubricated with your saliva for the easy penetration?” suggested Reddy.

Mamatha shook her head. “Sorry Reddy, no blowjob either, I know how to take his thing inside me without any lubrication.”

Reddy raised one eyebrow. “So you are just going to get fucked by Rahul then, no kissing, no foreplay?”

Mamatha nodded silently.

“Okay then. Let’s get on the bed. My clients Halkalı Escort are getting restless.”

Mamatha took a deep breath and turned towards her son. She glanced down and her eyes grew bigger. Rahul’s cock was fully erect now and it was throbbing and he couldn’t wait to fuck his mom and have his cock inside her pussy. At its full eight inches it looked big in relation to Rahul’s skinny body. It looked even bigger in relation to her husband’s. She hesitated as she considered his size and what that meant to her pussy because her husband had a 6″ cock and he never penetrated her fully. She got on the bed and lay down on her back, resting her head on the pillows and looked up at her son nervously.

Rahul stood at the side of the bed, rigid and seemingly unresponsive.

“What are you waiting for, go and fuck your mom, Rahul?” said Reddy.

Rahul appeared not to have heard.

“Rahul?” Mamatha called out her softly. “Rahul, it is ok son, come on, get on the bedbeside mommy.”

Rahul seemed to come out of his daze. He swallowed, nodded and climbed onto the bed. As he got on the bed, his eyes fell on his mom’s nude body and he paused while she lay naked in front of him and her legs pressed together trying to hide her privates from her son’s prying eyes. He noticed her nipples were already hard and were looking at the ceiling. Involuntarily, his eyes went to her crotch and the dark patch of hair that hid her pussy underneath.

“Come here, Rahul” Mamatha whispered, sensing her son’s hesitation and she reached out a hand to him.

Rahul came closer and noticed that his mom was staring at his erected cock which was dangling between his legs. He paused. “Uh, I’m sorry mom,” he said shyly. His cock felt so hard it was throbbing. The fore skin was pulled back revealing his thick mushroom head with all the blood that was rushing to it and several blue veins were seen bulging along his shaft and big bead of pre-cum was dripping out of his piss hole. At the same time, he felt both, very awkward and was incredibly turned on by seeing his shy mom lying nude on the bed.

“Its okay, Rahul,” murmured Mamatha, trying to soothe him. “Don’t think me as your mother now, you are a man and I am a woman. Put all the thoughts out of your mind. Just let it go and think what we have to do to save our home.”

He gave a small nod and saw his mom parting her legs revealing hr pussy lips, inviting him to come between her legs. For the first time in his conscious life, Rahul saw his mother in all her glory. Below her dark patch of pubic hair, she was completely bare and smooth. Her outer labia came together to form a perfectly shaped pussy. Mamatha’s pussy began to open up slightly the more she opened her legs and he glimpsed the pink flesh inside. Any doubts that Rahul still nursed, had suddenly fled him. His lust and cock was controlling him now, and he wanted only one thing, that is PUSSY and he didn’t give a damn if it was his own mom’s pussy.

Mamatha watched as her son got in between her legs, hovering above her. She reached out; taking him by his elbows, and pulled her son down on top of her. She trembled slightly as their nude bodies touched each other, pressing close together. She felt the warmth of his bare body on her stomach, his chest crushing her small boobs and thighs rubbing against one another. Reaching around, she put her hands gently on his hips, and pulled him closer towards her. His hips moved in and his cock nuzzled against the sensitive flesh of her pussy. Her body quivered at the touch of his cock at her pussy lips. They both remained still for an intimate moment, the tip of his cock was resting lightly at her pussy hole.

Mamatha knew that her son might hesitate to penetrate her, so gathering her courage, she pulled him in again indirectly asking him to enter her pussy. Rahul pushed his hip forward, but his cock missed her pussy hole and strained to enter her; instead it lurched upwards, and slid up along her slit and the cock head grazed against her clit. Mamatha trembled when the head touched her clit but then tried to regain her poise. “Let’s try it again Rahul, juts place it near my hole and push your thing into me,..ok..ok, I will guide you.” she whispered softly to her son.

After almost 10 months, Mamatha was allowing a cock to enter her pussy and that too her son’s cock and with live audience watching them. Taking a deep breath, Mamatha relaxed took her son’s cock in her right hand and placing the head at her pussy hole.” Now push your thing inside me, but slowly, push it very slowly,” Mamatha ordered her son breathing heavily.

Mamatha urging him to penetrate her pussy widened her legs even more to make room for him and guided him into her again. She bite her lip to keep herself from gasping when she felt his cock head push past her outer pussy lips, then lower lips and enter inside of her inch by inch. Her body tensed up as it’s been a long time since a cock was invading her pussy, second one after her late husband’s, and his cock was too big for her tight pussy. It was only the tip of him that was inside of her pussy, yet she was already feeling being stretched out. The aching sensation in her was too much and too desirable to her liking. Despite her judgement, her body began to respond to the intimate sexual contact. She concentrated on keeping control of her senses, while urging him deeper inside her.

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