ANUP'S LUST STORIES - DIVORCEE MUM

 I was lounging in my room when my lovely mother entered. She was stunning, and no one could tell she was 36. She appeared to be in her early twenties. She chastised me for not cleaning the room and ordered me to do so.

She bemoaned, "Even you aren't good in this house."

"Mom, don't worry about cleaning; I'll take care of it."

"Yes, yes, you say it all the time," -

"Come on, give me a chance."

"Yes, I'll let you be; I don't want you to become like the rest of the house's residents."

"Oh, mother, I'm your son, and I adore you."

"Oh, thank you beta(son)," she said, hugging me.

"Look, beta, I'm sorry for fussing over you all the time, but who else can I fuss over?"

"I understand, mom," I say.

"My parents married me when I was 17 and your father left a few months later after some hussy, the good thing was I was pregnant with you, my mother-in-law constantly blames me for that, I just have a hard time sometimes, I just want you to be responsible and not like them"

"Yes, Mom, I promise I won't let you down."

"Thank you, Anup, my darling son," mom said, kissing my brow.

"Thank you, my lovely mama," I said, kissing her on the cheek.

Mom grinned and exited the room, yelling "clean up" as she did so.

I was her sole open line of communication. I had formed a crush on her without realising it, and I enjoyed that she wanted to talk to me. As was customary, we lived with my father's parents, and Grandma used to tease mom by claiming she couldn't keep her husband. There used to be battles about it, but mom and grandma would always end up sobbing. I suppose I felt more sad for Mom than for Grandma. My grandfather had died a long time ago. As a result, Grandma was the sole owner of all the assets.

My mother erupted when Grandma brought up the subject of my marriage one day.

"I don't want you to marry him; let him find his own bride; at the very least, he'll be happy."

She answered, "Then he won't receive a penny out of me, and I'll kick you out as well."

Mom began to cry, and I became enraged and yelled at Grandma.

"What is it about you that you are always fighting?" As I previously stated

I grabbed mum and led her to her room, wiping away her tears and promising to keep an eye out for her.

"Don't cry, mom," I responded, "I'm not getting married just like that, and I'll always look after you."

"Yes, I know, my darling," she hugged me, "but you are still a little boy, and you should be concerned with growing up, not worrying too much about me."

"But Mom, I love you," I cried as I wrapped my arms around her.

Mom most likely observed my hard-on and gently moved me away, saying, "Beta(son), I want you to be happy."

Grandma apologised for making mum weep on the way back and said she wanted to see a small kid in the house, my kid.

"He's still young," my mother said once again.

Grandma remained silent, and that was the end of the conversation for the day.

"Son, do you want to be married, do you have somebody in mind?" my mother inquired later in my room.

"No, mom, you are the only woman I have in mind!!!" I made eye contact with her and flirted with her.

"Yes, my beta, stop this and concentrate on your studies," she remarked with a smile, kissing me on the forehead. I closed my eyes and imagined myself in her cleavage, which revealed her enormous 34d breasts. I had to beat my hardon into submission as she walked out of the room.

When the subject of my marriage came up again at the dinner table, and mom became sad, I hugged her and implored grandma not to rush me up.

"Grandma, why are you in such a hurry?" I inquired.

Grandma looked at me closely and said, "There is a nice proposition for you, my boy."

"However, Grandma, I still have to finish my studies."

Grandma remarked, "You're doing a degree by mail anyway, and you're already running the family business."

"However, I am uninterested." I responded.

Mom interjected, "Please listen to him."

"Don't bind him to someone he may or may not love," she added.

"Are you in love with someone then?" My grandmother inquired.

"Grandma, I'm sorry, but I don't want to marry right now."

Grandma always wanted money; she married my father to my mother because my mother's parents were wealthy, and she refused to send her back to her parents' house because she would lose the dowry and more.

"I have an excellent proposition for you, Anup," she tried to persuade me as my interest piqued.

"Anup, Don't listen to her; she's constantly plotting something "Mom sobbed.

Grandma said, "She is quite gorgeous and an only kid."

My senses were stirred as I looked at Mom, her pallu (the saree portion covering the blouse) was down a bit and I could catch a glimpse of her cleavage.

"Don't get her in trouble like you got me," Mom remarked, referring to the young lady Grandma was alluding to.

"Oh, she's fine with marrying Anup," Grandma said.

"Can you tell me who you're talking about?" Mom enquired.

"You all know her, she's Ruby, my sister's kid," Grandma explained.

"What?" Mom yelled.

"You want my son Anup to marry a woman who is 12 years older than him, and she is divorced," Mom continued to be outraged.

"She's my aunt, like my father's sister," I said.

"She's quite attractive, isn't she?" Grandma remarked

"Plus, if you marry her, everything will belong to her and you, and you will be able to enjoy yourself, beta," Grandma added.

Ruby was a stunning 31-year-old woman with a seductive figure of 36D-28-34, which she flaunted in her tight-fitting clothes. She had been married once and divorced due to her husband's suspicions that she was up to no good, and she was constantly surrounded by men. However, in the last year or two, she had become more reticent, and her parents were concerned that because of her reputation, she would not receive any more proposals. She and I both had a soft spot for each other. My grandmother and her sister were always good friends, and she adored her niece.

"She's attractive," I admitted.

"What?" "Are you going to listen to her?" my mother yelled.

"Mom, no. I merely said she's attractive ""Meekly," I said.

"I know she's changed a lot in the last year and she's really interested in you, Anup, and she's pledged to look after you and love you," my grandmother continued.

"Is it your intention for your grandson to marry your niece? How are you going to do that?" Mom expressed her displeasure.

"There's nothing wrong with that; she's a good girl who's just had bad luck with men; she deserves another opportunity."

"You only look at her money account," Mom yelled as she walked away from the table.

"Oh Grandma, don't continue to irritate Mom like this," I murmured as I followed her into her room.

"If you listen to her, you won't get a dime." As I was leaving, Grandma threatened me.

Mom slammed the door and gave me a teary-eyed look. I gripped her closely as her pallu dropped down; she made no attempt to straighten it, and I felt her soft boobs press against my chest as I caressed her naked back (she was wearing a top with much of her back exposed).

"Oh, Anup, I don't want you to marry her; she's the wrong woman for you."

"We don't have anything, Mom," I explained, "so we have to listen to her."

"She's your aunt," Mom explained.

"Do you think that's the key reason?" I inquired, squeezing her tightly.

Mom said, "She's a lot older than you."

"What if I fall in love with a woman who is older than me? Will you say no in that case? "I inquired.

"No, son, if you love someone, I'm not going to ask how old she is or anything else about her."

"How come you disagree?" I inquired.

"She's divorced as well, you know, she's been married before," Mom continued, her gaze falling on my face.

"Is that your biggest objection, Mom?"

"Well, she's a slut; I'm not sure how many men have fucked her," Mom stated flatly.

Her remarks surprised me, but they also made me curious about her.

"Mom, Grandma has forced me to marry her; she has threatened to leave me with nothing if I don't," I explained.

"With the money, I'll do something, and after I marry her, I'll be free of Grandma," I offered as I hugged Mom, my hard on prodding her.

Mom took a step back and smiled wickedly at me as she walked back. I smiled as I gazed at her, and we hugged again, this time with my gaze fixed on her face as she held her head in her hands. Grandma came to the door and urged me to make a decision or leave.

"Grandma, you have your desire, but I have a condition," I remarked as I opened the door.

"What?" She expressed herself.

"If I marry her, I want you to transfer a large chunk of the money to me." I stated.

"Yes, and if you get her pregnant, I'll give you half the house," she said.

"Before the engagement, I'd like you to transfer some to me," I added.

"Do you think your mother will agree to this, or will you change your mind if she says no again?" Grandma inquired, her gaze falling on my mother.

"I'll let marry my son to his aunt," Mom declared.

"Wonderful," Grandma responded, "I'll inform them of the good news, and we'll have the engagement tomorrow."

I looked at mom as grandma walked away, and she was smiling a little, as was I.

"Are you satisfied now, son?" She inquired.

"Yes, mum," I replied.

"I think you're doing the right thing, sweetheart, marrying your own aunt?"

"I'm going to marry my aunt, mother, and your sister-in-law," I declared.

"I hope you're fine, son," Mom hugged me.

"Mom, Mom," I moaned a little as my hardon poked her, she looked at me strangely and kissed my forehead and pulled my cheeks playfully, I kissed her on the cheek while still holding her, "Mom, Mom," I moaned a little as my hardon poked her, she looked at me strangely but did not try to release herself this time and kept her head on my shoulder patting my head, my fingers were on her back mass I went into her room after her.

"What's the matter?" I inquired.

"Nothing, son," Mom responded after a little pause. "I just hope I don't lose you to these scumbags."

I said, "Oh no, Mom, I love you."

She glanced at me and said, "Get some sleep and be fresh for the engagement tomorrow."

I was a little disappointed, but I went to Ruby's house the next day for the engagement. Mom was dressed in a stunning green saree with a matching green top and bindi, and she was so nice and lovely that I wanted to pinch her! When Ruby's mother, Kuheli, opened the door, she was dressed nicely in a blue saree and hugged all three of us warmly, evidently excited.

"You look good, Beta," she added. "Thank you for agreeing to this marriage; Ruby is overjoyed."

I was excited and attracted to Ruby aunty, who was looking at me from across the room wearing a gorgeous salwar kameez in brilliant maroon and smiling mischievously. Mom noticed her and gave her a distant, perplexed expression. Kuheli called Ruby into the hall and asked my mom to make room for her to sit as we sat down on the sofas, mom next to me on one sofa and my grandma and her sister on the sofa next to it to exchange the engagement plates. When mom tried to move to the other side, Ruby just came and sat on my lap!!!

My grandmother and her sister both laughed, my mother smiled, and Ruby glanced at her and smiled before hugging her.

"Aunty, there's room here," I remarked, a little embarrassedly gesturing to the sofa.

Grandma interjected, "Oh, let her be there, she loves you Anup, she is now my daughter-in-law."

Mom smiled at Ruby and remarked, "Grand daughter-in-law, even if she is my age."

They conversed briefly while Ruby sat on my lap, growing my cock as she wriggled from side to side, smiling mischievously at me. "Can I get some more juice?" Mom inquired when she observed me. Ruby sprung to her feet and volunteered to go retrieve it. "Thank you, Mom," I said quietly. My mother patted my hand and I grabbed it, refusing to let go; my mother made no attempt to remove it.

We all rose up, Ruby in front of me, as we exchanged rings, my hardon showing, her mother and grandmother giggling, and my mother smiling at me. Kuheli requested that we spend the night there, but mom insisted that the engaged couple split up according to tradition, and that gradnmom may stay while the rest of us went home. Grandma said she'll stay here and let us go because she likes the idea of being able to chat without her daughter-in-law around. I was relieved and rushed into the car, my mother following close behind. The silence was deafening as I drove with Mom's hand in mine. She silently nodded at me, occasionally teasing me about what I would have done if she had remained on my lap.

"Oh, mom," I admitted, "that was a little uneasy."

Mom smiled as she said, "Yes, son, but she will be your wife."

"But she isn't yet," I countered.

She cooed and caressed my cheeks, "Oh, my bashful darling boy."

When we arrived at the house, I opened the door and said, "Welcome, my lovely mother."

"Thank you, my gorgeous son," she expressed her gratitude.

"We're on our own now, Mom," I said with a wink.

"Oh, yes, son," she replied with a wink.

"You are a young man now, son," she said, "and you will be accountable for a woman."

"I'm not sure how I'll manage, and she's almost as old as you," I explained.

"Oh, sweetie, is it horrible if she's the same age as me?"

"No, mom," I answered, "you are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen."

Mom blushed and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I gave her a big embrace and kissed her on the forehead.

I said, "I wish I was marrying you mom."

Mom took a step back and stared at me; I glanced at her, closed my eyes, then opened them again to find her staring at me. I was holding her hand in mine and kissing it, then leading her to the sofa where I sat and drew her onto my lap, kissing her on the neck.

"Oh beta," she grumbled.

"Mom, I would never want to pull you off my lap if you had been sitting on it "As my hands moved across her bare waist, exposed beneath her sari, I said.

She murmured, "Oh, my boy."

I moved her face towards me and looked at her deeply, then kissed her cheeks, my tongue probing her facial skin as it made its way to her delicious waiting mouth and kissed her.

Mom moaned, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"You are so sweeet, mommy, my cute sexy mum," -

"Yes, sons do this to their mothers." My mum made a snide remark.

My hands continued upwards as I touched her breasts from within her top, then I took her blouse off, revealing her magnificent tits. I sucked for nipples slowly, my tongue licking the outsides and then sucking it harder and harder as my mother moaned "AAAAAAAAAAAAH." I took the nipples in my mouth as my mother put the pallu over my head and her head inside as I sucked for nipples slowly, my tongue licking the outsides and then sucking it harder and harder as my mother put the pallu over my head and her head

Mom screamed loudly, "AAAAAAAAAH, Beta, Keep sucking beta".

"I want milk, mum," I grumbled as I greedily devoured her nipples.

Mom grumbled, "Oh son, I'll make milk for you son, help me make milk beta, help me make milk."

"For that mother, you'll have to help me become a man," I cried.

"Oh yes, my son, I want you to be my man, my fucking man, oh lovely sexy son," she murmured as she seized my manhood and pressed hard on the hard hard member, then pulled my face up and kissed me as our tongues probed each other's mouths.

My hard cock was pushing against her butt and pussy through her saree, and she gazed at me as I took off my shirt, moved up her saree, and bent down to kiss her pussy.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM"

"Yessssssssssssssssssssssss"

As she watched me take deep breaths, I used my teeth to pull her pantie down. For the first time, I kissed her bare pussy.

I screamed, "OH MOTHER, YOUR PUSSY IS MINE!"

"Yes, son, your mother's pussy is yours, son, do whatever you want with it," Mom exclaimed.

Mom wriggled her legs, toying with her hair, while I played with her clit, savouring her gorgeous pussy. Mother tugged my hair and forced my face into her love hole as my tongue touched her cunt lips.

Mom screamed, "Suck my choot(pussy) beta, screw your loving mother's pussy, my pussy is for you, my beta, suck it and kiss it!"

"Mother, I want to worship my birthplace."

"With your lips, hands, and cock, son, worship it."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes".

Mom grabbed my large cock and squeezed it hard as I continued to suck mother's choot.

"What if you tear your birthplace beta since this is such a difficult and long beta?" she inquired, her eyes moving seductively.

"That's what it's for mom; it'll fuck and destroy up my hometown."

Mom was moaning and sucking my cock as I licked her, so I stood up and kissed her, then picked her and carried her up the stairs, her arms around my neck and me kissing her on the mouth and face, with only her mangalasutra (holy marriage thread) ringing her 34d breasts. I sat alongside her and softly laid her on the bed.

"Mother, I'd want to apply sindoor (a crimson vermillion used to indicate marriage) to you," I remarked, holding a handful of sindoor in my hand.

"Oh beta, I'd love that, but I've already been put there," she said, her brow furrowed.

"Mother, I'll place you where you've never been put," I said, placing the sindoor on the pussy hair above her clitoral area.

"Oh, beta, beta" She grumbled.

I murmured, "I love you, my sexy mother."

She murmured, "I adore you, my son, owner of my pussy."

"Mother, you are my wife," I continued.

"Yes, beta, your mother is your wife," -

"You are the daughter-in-law of this house, mother," I explained. "Even your son has married you."

Mom smiled as she said, "Oh yeah, beta, I am the wife of my lovely son, and I continue to be the daughter-in-law."

She went on, "Won't you fulfil your marriage commitment to your pussy?"

I hugged her and kissed her pussy. I continued kissing her mouth as I sank deeper and deeper into her pussy as I slowly pushed my cock into her pussy. She gripped me tight and closed her eyes as I pushed my cock into her pussy. I came to a halt and stared at her. She stared at me when she opened her eyes and nodded for me to continue. I began to rock harder and harder in her pussy as I moved up and down, watching her boobs wobble as I caught them with my hands and squeezed them tight, sucking on her nipples as I banged her harder and faster.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" Mom grumbled.

"Fuck my pussy hard, bang it, shred it, Beta, my son"

"Your wish is my command, mama," -

"Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, beta ummmmmmmmmmmmm" Mom groaned, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" She yelled, "I want your sperm in me beta!"

"Oh mother, I'm fucking you, my own sexy horny mother, my pussy wife, my choot ki rani (pussy queen),"  I yelled.

"Yes, Anup, my pussy husband," she sobbed, "fuck me, make your mother a mother again, son."

As she bucked her ass towards me, I fucked her up and down. I stared at her as she smiled and smiled at me.

"Mother, I'm going to shred your pussy," I yelled as I slammed my fist into her.

Mom smiled as she said, "Call me Sutopa, my husband."

"Sutopa, my sweet wife," I said as I slammed my fist into her pussy.

"AAAAAAAAAAH, Anup, fuck me, fuck me, fuck your mother, make her shameless, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me".

"Mother, Sutopa, you shameless woman, getting raped by your own son, extend your legs wider so your son can create a family with you," I said.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

"I'M CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM. I was in tears.

"DEPOSIT IN YOUR WIFE'S PUSSY, SON," -

I yelled, "YES, MOTHER, MY WIFE!" as I discharged my wad into her pussy.

As her hot pussy swallowed all the juice out of my cock, Mom moaned.

As I lay on her, she exclaimed, "Oh, son, it was so beautiful."

"You are great, Mom," I said.

She gave me a kiss on the forehead after looking at me.

"I adore you, my kid," I say.

"I adore you, beautiful mum," -

We slept naked, arms and legs interlaced, in each other's embrace.

The smell of the incestuous union was still strong the next morning when mother kissed me on the lips to wake me up. Before she got me to work and class, Mother took care of my hardon, sucking it and making sure I came. I went because my mother had a friend over to talk about the engagement, and they kept kissing each other until I walked out the door.

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