The old house in Delhi was packed for the summer, with everyone home from work and college. Raj, twenty-five and back from his job in Mumbai, couldn't stop staring at his mother Priya. At forty-eight she still had that thick body, heavy tits that swayed under her thin nighties, and an ass that filled out her sarees like it was begging to be grabbed. His father was away on business, leaving just the two of them most nights after his younger sister went to bed.
One humid evening Priya called him into her room to help fold clothes. She was wearing only a loose blouse and petticoat, sweat glistening on her cleavage. "Beta, come here," she said in that low voice. Raj stepped close and his hand brushed her breast. She didn't pull away. Instead she pushed her chest forward. "You think I don't see how you look at me?" she whispered, voice raw. "All these years, and now you're a man."
Raj didn't answer with words. He yanked the blouse open, buttons popping, and latched onto her dark nipple, sucking hard. Priya moaned and grabbed his cock through his shorts. "So big already. Show Mummy what you've got." She dropped to her knees, pulled him out, and swallowed him in one wet slide. Her tongue worked the underside while she gagged herself on the thick shaft, spit running down her chin onto her tits.
He fucked her mouth rough, hands in her hair, until she pulled off gasping. "Bed. Now." Priya climbed on, hiked up her petticoat, and spread her thick thighs. Her pussy was shaved smooth and already dripping. Raj slammed into her without warning, burying every inch in one thrust. She cried out in Hindi, "Aur zor se, beta! Fuck your mother hard!" He pounded her, the bed creaking, her heavy tits bouncing with every slap of skin. Sweat slicked them both. He reached down and rubbed her swollen clit until she clenched and squirted around his cock, soaking the sheets.
They didn't stop. Priya flipped onto all fours and reached back to spread her ass. "Take the other hole too. Make it dirty." Raj spat on her asshole and pushed in slow, then hard once she relaxed. She grunted and pushed back, taking him balls-deep. He railed her ass while fingering her cunt, making her come again, screaming into the pillow.
Later, still inside her, Raj whispered, "This is ours now. Every night." Priya turned her head and kissed him deep, tongues messy. "Yes. The whole family can sleep next door and never know how your mother begs for your cum." He filled her ass with thick ropes, then pulled out and watched it leak down her thighs. She scooped some up and licked her fingers clean.
They kept going until dawn, Priya riding him reverse so he could watch her ass bounce, then on her back with legs over his shoulders while he drilled her sloppy pussy again. By morning they were spent, bodies marked with bites and fingerprints, the room smelling of sex and sweat. Priya kissed his chest and said softly, "Tomorrow night we do it again. And maybe we teach your sister what a real family does." Raj smiled, already hard again at the thought. The joint family house had never felt so full of secrets.
