Desperate for cash-Mom and son porn act

Desperate for cash-Mom-son porn

“I will do anything for money. 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 lakhs 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 was looking at her with lust in his eyes when he had come to her house when her husband was alive few months back.

Reddy looked at the 39 year widow, his late friend’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 lakhs per month and she does what all I ask her do, even she participates in my porn movies. Now tell me why I should give you one lakhs rupees just for one fuck when I can 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.” to Mamatha,” Ok , you say you badly need money, I will help you….how old is your son Mamatha ?”

“He is eighteen now and studying plus-2,” Mamatha replied with curiosity.

After hearing Reddy, his secretary released his cock from her mouth, inserted it in his pants, got up and went out of his office without uttering a word. Reddy said,” Ok…One of my client in Dubai want to see a ************** 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 lakhs 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 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 banks EMI. You have my number, think about it and tell me if you are interested to perform, I will pay you the money you asked for.”

Mamatha barged out of his office and came to her home thinking how to to pay 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 school 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 me 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 eighteen 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 fell 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 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 how to break this porn acting news to Rahul. Mamatha brought her son to the living room and told him about Reddy’s offer(I don’t want to go in details as the story will be too long) 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 i****t 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!"

************** stood side by side, facing the camera. Their similarities between ************** was unmistakable. The son had his mother's dark eyes, her small nose, her sharp jaw line. Their body types were also similar, though the son was a bit taller. Both were thin and lean - the son having a lean look to him, while his mother looked thin but 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 eighteen 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 flush 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. "Yes, this is my first."

Mamatha looked at her son out of the corner of her eyes.

"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, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. "We need money to pay bank or else we'll lose the home if we don't come up with a payment by Monday."

"That's a good reason," agreed Reddy. "Is there any other reason? Are you curious what it might be like?"

Mamatha frowned. "No. Can’t you just tell us what to do, Reddy and I want this to be over with, as quickly as possible."

"Well, that's your choice and you are the boss here," complained Reddy. "But you should know what's best. Ok let's get on with it then."

Mamatha looked suddenly aghast. "How do we start?"

"Oh, I don't know." 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 **** and let it fall to the floor and stood in her bra and her white panties.

Reddy looked up from the viewfinder. "I thought that you both would take off each other's clothes."

"Oh, you didn’t tell me that," said Mamatha angrliy.

"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."

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 and Reddy.

"It is excellent," said Reddy, inspecting the two of them with a critical eye. "Now, you both remove the 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 cock hovered between his legs, visibly filling out in erection and her son was not a ********* as she had expected and had good 8” sized cock. Mamatha was surprised on seeing her son’s cock, wondered how a boy of 18 years old can have such a cock.

"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 32B perky, breasts. She paused for a moment, before she reached for her panties, and glanced sideways 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 looked so sexy in nude." He stared at her for a while, taking in her tiny, dark nipples and a neatly trimmed patch of jet-black hair at her crotch. "Can I ask what size are your tits?"

Mamatha hesitated. "It is 32B."

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 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."

Reddy raised one eyebrow. "So you are just going to get fucked with Rahul then?"

Mamatha nodded silently.

"Okay then. Let's get on the bed. My client is 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 an dhave 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 hers. 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.

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, come on, get on the bed."

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. 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 .

"It's 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 him at her pussy lips. They both remained still for an intimate moment, the tip of his cock 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 love 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, slowly 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 had to 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 for her, 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 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 allowing him deeper inside her. "Go inside me very gently, Rahul” she murmured. "Nice... gentle and slowly."

Rahul’s pre-cum had provided enough lubrication for him to make his way further into her pussy. Mamatha knew that only half of his cock was inside her, but yet she could take no more of it, not yet. She began pushing him away from her, causing his cock to slide back out of her throbbing pussy, giving her some relief. Then she reversed the motion and pulled him back again inside, taking him still further inside of her this time. With gentle pace, she rocked him back and forth and going deeper each time. It wasn't long before her breathing quickened and for her surprise, she felt herself getting moist inside her vagina which made the penetration easier for both of them.

Rahul couldn't quite fully come to the terms that he was actually fucking his own shy and reserved mom, as he felt his cock slide into his mom's pussy. It was all too much for him, so he closed his eyes and put his face on the pillow. At first, he let his mother have full control as she pulled him in and pushed him out of her pussy. Yet, little by little his ambition grew and he began taking the initiative by thrusting his cock inside his mother’s pussy on his own will. It felt so good to have his cock inside a warm pussy - so tight, warm and wet. The sense of reality of performing i****t act began slipping away from him. He no longer seemed to care that it was his own mother he was fucking. He wanted nothing more than to go as deep into that pussy as he could. With a soft grunt, he shoved his cock deep inside her pussy using a mild force.

Mamatha’s body shuddered as her son pushed his cock deep into her and filled her pussy completely with brutal force. Mamatha breathed heavily through her nose and her lips pressed tightly together. She clutched at her son, as if afraid to let him go while he was fucking her so nice and good. Mamatha knew that he was in full control of her and she let him to do all the work now, as a muted mix of sobs and cries began escaping from somewhere deep in her chest.

By now, Rahul’s cock was effortlessly sliding in and out of his mother’s wet warm pussy. Yet, no matter how much he tried, he could not get his whole length inside. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that he should slow down a bit and go deep inside his mom’s pussy, but his urge was greater now. His only thought was to erupt in orgasmic ecstasy lest reality catch up to him later. He could feel it was coming. Rahul knew he was close to cumming and he heard the wet, sloshing sounds his cock and his mom’s pussy were making. He heard the rapid slapping sounds his thighs made against hers. He knew he wouldn't last another moment. Mamatha too observed that her son was close to orgasm, in the entire dilemma about getting fucked from her son she had forgotten about his cumming inside her.

“No..no ..please….no…don’t cum in me… Rahul please get up and remove your thing from me….pleaseee,” Mamatha cried out in horror when she realised that her son was about to cum. She quickly brought her hands up to his shoulders, which was before on his hips to assist him to penetrate her and tried to push him up away from her body.

But Rahul let out a low groan as his orgasm took him. He saw his mom pushing him up and by that time he was already shooting his cum inside her pussy. Seeing the panic in his mom’s eyes, he quickly lifted his upper body up resting himself on his hands. By instinct, he pulled his cock out from his mom’s pussy, but it was already late as he had discharged of shots of cum in her. His cock which was out of the pussy now was shooting it’s load of cum on Mamatha’s body, few drops fell on her boobs, her tummy and the final drops fell on her pussy mound. He spewed again and again, ejaculating big loads of cum into her. All the while, Mamatha whimpered softly under him and was shocked and surprised on seeing the amount of cum he had discharged.

Rahul’s enjoyment was short lived. As his euphoria subsided and realization began dawning on him. A whole wave of unbidden thoughts poured into his head. He realized that he had just fucked his mother relentlessly and used her to quench his sex thrist. It must have been no longer than a few minutes, but it was fierce and almost rough for the shy lady. It came so natural to him in the moment and felt so right, yet now his guilt was mounting.

Reddy swung the camera around and focused on their faces. "He came in too fast and finished quickly, no problems," he said in despair. The expressions on their faces made him regret the comment. He turned off the camera and took a few steps back. "I will send you the money in the evening by my P.A," he said, "and you both take your own time to get up."

Mamatha could feel the sticky cum mess between their bodies, and she was starting to smell it too. The scent of his cum was strong and sharp. Her mind reeled as she inhaled it. She hadn't expected this to turn out like this. She hadn't anticipated herself to become this aroused like this. She found herself in sudden turmoil. How could she allow herself to lose control of her own senses? The answer came to her - she hasn't been fucked like this in her entire life... not even from her deceased husband.

Rahul was sitting up between her legs, dumbly staring at his worn out mom. She noticed that his cock was still hard despite cumming a few moments ago, glistening with her juices and wondered how can a boy of his age have an erection just after ejaculating moments ago. "You better go and clean up yourself Rahul…I too need to take a bath." she said softly, pushing herself up against the pillows. Without a word, Rahul picked up his clothes and came out of her room. For a long moment, Mamatha sat naked, looking down at herself. Her son's sticky cum was on her stomach, some of it sticking to her pubic hairs. She stared in wonder at the sight, wondering how she could have allowed this to happen. Is it just for the sake of money or to save her dream home?