The event left my mom in charge of her two kids, my sister , Uma, a year older than me, now at 19, a shapely young woman, full of joy and life, a perfect figure you might say, a , and myself, Raja, at 18 just out of junior college, well built, very fiercely protective of the two women at home after seeing Mom go through the tears as we grew up, I always wanted to make sure no one dared to take advantage of them.
My mom, Rukmini, was a dynamic woman, who inspite of having two young kids to support started her own small business and in a short time became successful enough to give us kids a comfortable living, and all this she managed from a little shed she rented near our home. My Mom, was very attractive, keeping herself fit, as this helped her business, people always like a business person who takes care of themselves, thinking their products would also be as well taken care of as themselves.
Of course this also led to men ogle at her and as a kid I found this very strange. When people asked about my father, this would leave me angry and my sister in tears. Mom would then comfort us saying she would take care of us better than any man in her life would and decided she would not entertain any proposals from any men and just devote herself to us. She did a great job raising us, both of us very independent in our thinking. After finishing my matriculation, at 16, I started helping out mom and mom was glad as she needed the help, my sister was more content with her make-up and thinking about boys.
She really did not care much about her studies and mom made up her mind to get her married and asked her if would like to be married. My sister was happy and rather glad to quit her studies and be with a man. After making sure, she was not in love with anyone, she started searching a groom for her. Mom would wind up in tears and I would end up getting angry and would yell and walk away. I ended up consoling mom, saying that she made us better than anyone with both parents would have.
Mom would listen to this and smile and rest her head on my shoulders thanking me. My sister , understanding that she was, told mom, she should not worry about all these things and there will be someone who will marry her my sister inspite of all these odds. My sister , had felt bad throughout this whole ordeal, even though the guys had never really rejected her, it was more like the parents who cared about it than the boys. My sister and me both decided, that mom should get married, after all, she was only 38 and she looked very young and there was no shortage of well to do men who wanted to marry mom.
We needed to get mom to talk about this and make her feel that we are comfortable now that we were all grown up and having a man in her life would not threaten us. So we asked mom and started talking to her. My mom thought it was strange we were sitting like this and talking, it was always very informal and all of a sudden we were talking making it look very serious.
I have never seen you like this? Have you two gone crazy? After this conversation, things became a little quiet, and I took mom and my sister for a small vacation to break the monotony. We took a hotel with a private balcony where we could view the waters. There was a man in the hotel, who was troubling my mom constantly, at first I was letting it go, hoping mom might get interested, then when mom complained to me, I went and gave him a big mouthful and stop looking at her.
He looked at me, was pissed off and left. I came back to mom and she hugged me tight thanking me. My mom had been walking for a while outside, and I could smell her sweat on her forehead and I took my t-shirt to wipe it, as I was wiping it, my hand slipped on her breasts.
I immediately took it away and apologized to mom. My mom smiled and said it was ok, as I was her hero and we both laughed. My sister heard of the incident and I even told her of the brushing incident, she looked at me, always the hero, saving both your sister and mother.
I had numerous times gotten my sister out of trouble of pesky guys trying to bug her. She kissed me on the cheeks saying this is for my hero. On the day before, we went to the river, to a private spot and my sis wearing a swimsuit and mom in a lovely yellow silk saree. I had seen lots of times before, but this time when I saw it I was clearly not thinking like a son!!! As we played a bit, me watching mom, still her cleavage visible and my sister , her perky nipples standing up, my hard cock would not come down even in the water.
In our home, we always told each other everything, it was like we were all best friends and mom got to know of the Riverside incident and she could not help smiling. Our journey back was a difficult one, for me particularly, my mom and sister giggling at me like little girls and teasing about me about some strange exotic girl. Little did they know they were the exotic ones!!! I started noticing both my mother and sister more and more, I saw how attractive they were, my sister with her perfect figure, I knew why men found her really sexy, and my mother a little older version of my sister , beautiful carrying a figure, her slimness making her look really young.
I watched their every move more carefully, and was getting aroused at every instant. They were driving me crazy. I myself started going around without my shirt, as it was hot, it was an excuse I found convenient.
My mother, sister and me In the meanwhile, another guy tried to propose to my mom and I had to threaten him to chase him out. My mom was glad and hugged me a lot on that day, and kissing me on the cheeks and forehead and said she was very relieved as he was very obnoxious.
The only man I can ever trust is my son, she repeated. As I separated from her, trying to avoid her from feeling the hard on I was getting, my sister noticed my pants and came to my room before I could shut it. She looked at me strangely and started questioning me making sure only we were in the room, my mom alone in the kitchen cooking.
She looked at me in a strange way and looked as if teasing. My sister just smiled at me, understand everything from the riverside incident to numerous times since then she had seen me peeking. We were all having dinner that evening and my sister was looking at both mom and me smiling. My mom asked her what was so funny, she said it was some joke she remembered and winked at me.
I almost choked and excused myself. I sat there frozen not knowing what she was going to say. I was relieved and completely had my food. Uma told me to take mom to the movies, restaurants and outings alone, she would excuse herself with some activity or something. I thought that was a good plan and took mom out regularly, my sister excusing herself on one pretext or the other. Mom was always classy and well dressed and people would often mistake us for a couple.
My sister would order a book at a book shop and ask us to get it and tell them her parents were coming to get that to them, so when I would go into the shop, they would address me as Raja I wore a moustache to look older and my mom as Mrs.
In fact the book store was something we went frequently to, so I could hear the thrill of mom being called as my wife. I flirted with my mom openly there, holding her hands, and my mom used to smile and look at me. Finally I had the courage to tell her, I would love to have a wife that was like her, mom smiled and said she would find one for me. I noticed my mother hugging me more and not making much of an effort to conceal what was behind her clothes, our hugs sometimes lasted almost half an hour, my hard on, sometimes feeling her, but still I was afraid of telling her.
My sister asked me, if everything was going well and was angry I had not moved faster than that. Immediately the shop keeper came out of nowhere and addressed and started talking to me. My sister ran out too and then I came out. We had our dinner quietly and then after dinner , Uma sat in front of mom and I was in a chair beside her. Mom just looked at her and was quiet. Uma fixed our marriage in a small town nearby within a torturous week, inviting a few people who did not know of our relation like the shop keeper, who was surprised to find out we were only engaged and not married.
As the mantras were being chanted, my mother looking so beautiful in her bridal dress smiling at me, I smiled at her, my sister smiled at both of us, her task of being matchmaker accomplished successfully.
She looked at me smiling and everyone asked the bride and groom to get up. The people gathered around threw the akshata raw rice at us blessing our holy union. My sister whispering to us, for a nephew or niece soon.
My mother heard that and smiled at her and held her ear in a painful way and then looked at me longingly. Our first night arrangements were all made by Uma, and I was on the bed waiting for my dear wife, also my mother.
My mother entered in a beautiful cream saree, with jewels and gold, and gold belt around her tummy. She had milk in her hands and she looked shy handing it to me. She obeyed and sat down and my hand went around her to her hands. I lay on her just like that and kissed her mouth, my hard cock trying to make a dent through her panties, she lay there just smiling as I kissed her on the nose, cheeks and ears.
I did not say a word, just smiled at her as I thrust my cock inside her cunt slowly kissing her in the mouth as I started banging her in and out, my mothers cunt was at my disposal whenever I needed, she was my wife and I was her husband, and I was having my mother, as I banged in harder and harder, the moans got louder, out sweaty bodies against each other, the sounds of the liquids inside making it that much more erotic as I pushed and pulled in and out, towards the sides, trying to reach her every space as we both had our eyes closed, me grinding in her lovely sexy motherly cunt which was now mine for ever, as I looked at her indicating my readiness to come, she nodded silently saying she was ready, I deposited my entire cum in her , her cunt taking everything inside and not wasting a drop.
I lay on her just like that for a while both kissing each other, my mother wearing nothing but the jewels on her. My first experience being so joyful and that too with one of the two woman I loved most and had made her my wife. Our whole night was spent in both of us exploring each other, mom sucked me to a climax and made me deposit that in her cunt as well, she would not let me suck it that night as she did not want my cum to go waste in her.
She wanted our incestuous child as soon as possible!!!! Our honeymoon was wonderful, we went to the same hotel where my sister first teased about the urges and I fucked her on the river banks, my sister accompanied us proudly sometimes calling me her step-father, other times calling mom her sister -in-law!!!! Mom used to smile and we both thanked her for uniting us. My sister always accompanied us and we always had a good time, just like the previous times, except now I and mom slept together.
Uma was highly excited as she heard the news and she remarked, we were too fast in this. We just smiled and I told her, when she is married, she will have one soon. This caught both me and mom by surprise as we looked at her. I was pleased and just smiled at both of them and hugged both. My hard cock rubbing against my mother as she pushed me towards her daughter, my sister feeling that and moaning. Mom wanted the engagement right then and there and she made me sit on one side and my sister and herself on the other.
Mother arranged for our wedding the within the next two days and as I tied the sacred thread around her neck, Mom was in joyful tears as she watched me and whispered to us to have a wonderful life.
She told that I was the best son-in-law she could ever find and knew her daughter would always be happy with me. I felt a jolt of joy passing through as I heard these words. My first night with my sister was beautiful like her. She entered the honeymoon room decorate with flowers on the bed in a red silk saree suiting her outgoing nature.
She came to me and handed me the glass of milk as was the custom.