Ayush spread her legs apart, and then he bent her body with her legs resting on his shoulder. He stared at her pussy and started to find it with his fingers inside her thick black bush. After a few seconds, he saw her labia, and he looked up at Tara and said, "Let the feast begin."
Tara shook her head, looking down at Ayush with pleading eyes. "Please, Ayush," she begged. "This isn't right. We can't do this."
Ayush ignored her pleas. He bent down and started to lick her pussy. He spread her lips apart with his fingers and began to lap at her clit, making her moan with pleasure. Tara closed her eyes, trying to fight the sensations that were coursing through her body.
But Ayush was relentless. He licked and sucked at her clit, using his fingers to spread her lips apart. Tara moaned and squirmed, trying to pull away from him. But Ayush held her in place, continuing to pleasure her with his mouth.
"Ayush… please…" she begged, feeling her orgasm building up inside her. "I can't… I can't…"
But it was too late. Tara began to convulse, and she felt a gush of liquid spray from her pussy. Ayush didn't stop, continuing to lick and suck at her clit even as she came.
Tara cried out, feeling wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her. She arched her back, thrusting her hips up into Ayush's face. He held onto her, licking and sucking at her clit until she collapsed back onto the bed, spent. Ayush grinned, looking up at her with lust in his eyes. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then bent down to kiss her clit again.
"Ayush…" Tara moaned. "Please… I can't take anymore…"
But Ayush didn't listen. He continued to lick and suck at her pussy, using his fingers to penetrate her. Tara cried out, feeling another orgasm building up inside her.
"Ayush…" she begged. "Please… no more…"
But Ayush was too far gone to listen. He fingered and sucked her pussy until she came again, spraying her juices all over his face. He didn't stop, continuing to pleasure her until she was a trembling mess.
"Ayush…" Tara begged. "Please… you have to stop… I can't take it anymore…"
Ayush finally stopped, looking up at her with a grin. "Not yet, Mom," he said. "I'm just getting started."
Tara whimpered, looking down at Ayush in disbelief. He was still between her legs, and he had his fingers inside her pussy. She could feel him moving them in and out, and it was driving her crazy.
Ayush began to finger Tara's pussy, using one hand to spread her labia apart while he thrust his fingers inside her. Tara moaned, feeling the pleasure building up inside her again. She closed her eyes, arching her back as Ayush fingered her.
Suddenly, she felt his tongue on her asshole. She gasped, looking down at him with wide eyes. Ayush was licking her asshole, his tongue moving in and out of her plucked hole. Tara moaned loudly, feeling a wave of pleasure crash over her.
"Ayush!" she screamed. "Oh my god!"
Ayush continued to finger and rim her, using his tongue to penetrate her ass. Tara was writhing on the bed, her hands gripping the sheets as she tried to hold on. Ayush was driving her wild, and she couldn't take much more.
Tara began to rub her ass against his face, grinding her pussy against his fingers. Ayush groaned, the smell of her ass driving him crazy. He continued to rim her, using his fingers to finger her pussy at the same time.
Tara's ass was so plump and soft that Ayush couldn't resist biting it. He sank his teeth into her flesh, making her yelp in surprise. But then he began to suck on her ass, his tongue probing her hole.
"Ayush!" Tara cried out. "Oh my god, that feels so good!"
Ayush continued to eat her out, using his hands to spread her cheeks apart. He could see her hole, and it was so tight and pink that he couldn't resist penetrating it with his tongue. Tara gasped, feeling his tongue enter her ass.
"Ayush! Oh my god!" she cried out, writhing on the bed.
Ayush didn't stop. He continued to rim and finger her, driving her wild with pleasure. Tara was moaning and screaming, her body shaking as she neared her orgasm.
"I'm cumming!" she cried out. "Oh god, Ayush, I'm cumming!"
Ayush didn't stop, even as Tara came all over his face. Her juices sprayed everywhere, coating his face and hands. He continued to finger and lick her until she collapsed back onto the sheets, spent.
Ayush pulled away, looking at her with lust-filled eyes.
He spread her labia to find the miniature hole from which her urine comes out. He found it after a few seconds and began to lick it. Tara was in pain, and she begged him to stop.
Ayush continued licking her urethra until she gushed out her yellow piss. Her pee shot out like a small drinking fountain. And Ayush kept his mouth under it, and yellow piss filled his mouth.
Seeing her son drink her urine, she was disgusted. She began to cry, and Ayush looked up, seeing the tears in her eyes.
Seeing his mother crying, he stopped. He showed her his mouth filled with her urine. He mouthwashed it and then gargled it. Seeing this, Tara was crying because her sweet little son was finally a man.
Ayush spit out the remaining urine, then bent down and began to eat her pussy again. Tara moaned loudly as Ayush's tongue lapped at her clit. His fingers were inside her, thrusting in and out as he pleasured her. Tara's hands gripped the sheets, her body shaking with pleasure.
Ayush was relentless, his tongue and fingers working in tandem to drive Tara wild. He could taste her juices, and he knew that she was close to cumming again. He increased his pace, his fingers thrusting faster as he sucked on her clit.
Tara moaned louder, her body tensing as she neared her climax. Ayush knew that she was almost there, and he was determined to make her cum.
"Oh fuck!" Tara cried out as she felt her orgasm approaching. "Ayush! Oh my god, I'm going to cum!"
Ayush didn't let up, continuing to pleasure her pussy with his mouth and hands. Tara's body tensed, and then she arched her back, crying out as her orgasm washed over her. Her pussy contracted around Ayush's fingers, and he continued to suck on her clit, drawing out her pleasure.
Tara collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily. Her body was shaking, and she could barely move. Ayush pulled away, looking up at her with satisfaction.
"Good girl," he said, wiping his mouth with the back of his wrist. "You taste delicious, Mom."
Tara looked at him, still trying to catch her breath. She couldn't believe what had just happened. Ayush had just made her cum three times, and she had squirted all over him. She was exhausted, but she knew that Ayush wasn't done with her yet.
Ayush stood up, pulling Tara to her feet as well. He led her over to the mirror, positioning her so that she was facing her reflection. Tara looked at herself, seeing how disheveled she looked. Her hair was a mess, and her makeup was smeared. She looked like she had just been thoroughly fucked, which she had.
Ayush stepped behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. Tara could see him in the mirror, and she shivered as she felt his erection pressing against her ass.
"You're so beautiful," Ayush said, kissing her neck. "I've wanted you for so long, Mom. And now that you're my wife, I can finally have you."
Tara moaned as Ayush's hands roamed over her body. He cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently before pinching her nipples. Tara arched her back, pressing herself against him.
"Ayush," she whispered, looking at him in the mirror. "Please. I want you so badly."
She started unbuttoning his shirt and then undressing his pants. Finally, she removed his brief and saw his dick. She saw the black penis of her son for the first time. It was so thick and huge that she began to wonder how she was going to fit it inside her.
Her son's dick was almost 10 inches long and so thick. The penis was black with a bright red mushroom head. His balls were so big and hairy, and the entire penis was covered in black curly thick pubic hairs.
Ayush's penis scared the shit out of her. She was thinking about how it would go inside her from today onwards.
Ayush saw the fear on his mother's face and said, "Mommy, from today, you are the owner of this penis. And I will be the owner of your pussy, which will be used by my penis whenever and wherever I like."
Tara moaned, feeling his hands on her breasts. "Yes, Ayush," she said. "I want you to use my pussy whenever you want. I'm your wife now, and I want to please you in any way that I can."
Ayush groaned, his erection throbbing at her words. He reached down and took her hand, guiding it to his cock. Tara gasped as she felt it, realizing just how big it was.
"Ayush," she whimpered, stroking him gently. "Your cock is so big. I don't know if I can take it."
Ayush kissed her neck, his hands moving to her hips. "Don't worry, baby," he said. "We'll take it slow. I'll make sure that you're ready for me."
He sat down on the bed with his legs spread apart, and he guided her to sit down on her knees between his legs. He asked her to raise her ass in the air, and when she did it, her face was very close to his penis. She saw his penis with her eyes for the very first time.
She was just an inch away from it, and she began to admire it. It was like a black banana with thick pubes all around it. The shape of her son's dick turned her on, and she was ready to take it inside her.
Tara reached out and wrapped her fingers around his cock, feeling its thickness. It was hard and throbbing, and she could feel the heat radiating from it. She stroked him slowly, enjoying the feel of him in her hand.
Ayush moaned, his head falling back as she touched him. "That's it, Mom," he breathed. "Just like that."
Tara continued to stroke him, her fingers wrapping around his shaft. She could feel his pre-cum leaking from the tip, and she used it to lubricate her strokes. She moved her hand up and down, feeling his cock throb in her grasp.
Suddenly, she reached down to cup his balls in her hand. They were heavy and full, and she could feel their weight in her palm. Ayush groaned as she touched him, his hips bucking slightly.
"Ayush, your balls are so big," Tara said, looking up at him with wonder in her eyes. "They're so heavy."
Ayush nodded, his eyes filled with pleasure. "They're full of my cum, Mom," he said, thrusting his hips slightly. "They're aching to release it inside you."
Tara shivered at his words, feeling a surge of desire run through her body. She squeezed his balls gently, feeling their weight in her hand.
"Are you sure you can take it all?" she asked, looking up at him uncertainly. "It's so much."
Ayush nodded again, his hand reaching down to cover hers. "I know you can, baby," he said, guiding her hand to stroke his cock. "You were made to take my cock. Just relax and let me do the rest."
Tara nodded, feeling a sense of excitement mixed with nervousness. She wanted to please Ayush, to take all of him inside her and make him feel good. But she was also worried that she wouldn't be able to handle it, that it would be too much for her to take.
Ayush seemed to sense her hesitation. He reached down and lifted her chin up to look at him.
"Trust me, Mom," he said softly, his eyes filled with reassurance. "I'll take care of you. Just relax and let me love you."
Tara nodded, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves.
Ayush sat back, allowing her to take control. Tara began to stroke his cock slowly, rubbing her fingers up and down his shaft. She felt his pubic hair tickling her fingers, and she smiled as she realized that it was the first time she had ever touched a man in this way.
Ayush was enjoying the show. He looked down to see his mother on her knees, her small hand wrapped around his huge cock. It was a beautiful sight, and he couldn't get enough of it. His cock was throbbing, begging for release.
Tara felt shy and awkward at first. She had never touched a man so intimately before, and she wasn't sure if she was doing it right. But as she looked up at Ayush and saw the pleasure on his face, she began to feel more confident.
She stroked his cock gently, her fingers running up and down the length of his shaft. She could feel it throbbing in her hand, and she knew that he was enjoying it. She began to move her hand faster, stroking him with more confidence.
Ayush groaned as he felt her hand moving up and down his cock. He couldn't believe that it was his mother who was touching him like this. It felt so wrong, but at the same time, it felt so right.
Tara looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. "Ayush," she breathed, her hand moving faster. "Does that feel good?"
Ayush nodded, unable to speak. He was lost in the pleasure of her touch, and all he could do was nod his head.
"Good," she said, a small smile playing on her lips. "I want to make you feel good, Ayush. I want to pleasure you like no one else ever has."
Ayush moaned as he listened to her words. He had never expected his mother to talk like this, but he loved it. He loved the way she was touching him, the way she was talking to him. It was all so erotic, and it was driving him wild.
Tara continued to stroke his cock, her hand moving up and down with increasing speed. She could feel it getting harder and harder, and she knew that it wouldn't be long before he came.
Ayush reached into his pants pocket and took out his cell phone. He wanted to record his mother giving him a handjob. He didn't even have to hide the cell phone because the phone was recording his dick and her hand.
Tara noticed her son taking out his mobile phone and recording her. She felt shy, and she tried to hide her face from the mobile camera.
Ayush enjoyed the show. He loved seeing his mother's small hand wrapped around his big black dick. It was a sight that he would never forget, and he was glad that he was recording it.
As Tara continued to stroke his cock, Ayush couldn't help but think about how much he loved her. He had always known that she was beautiful, but he had never realized just how sexy she was until now.
Tara was lost in her own thoughts as she continued to pleasure him. She had never done anything like this before, and she was amazed at how much she was enjoying it.
"Mommy, come closer," he said.
She came closer and said, "How close?"
"As close as you can be," he said.
Tara said, "Do you want me to put my face close?"
"Yes, Mommy, that's what I want," he said.
"Like this?" she asked.
Ayush said, "Come closer."
She came so close that she could smell her son's pubic hair. She opened her eyes and saw the biggest penis in her life.
Her son's dick was longer than her face. She could not believe this, and she was happy that she was going to marry such a big penis.
Ayush took his phone and clicked a picture of his mother holding his dick next to her face. The picture showed her wedding ring wrapped around his dick, holding her face next to it.
Ayush showed the picture to her and asked her to upload it on social media, declaring to the world that she has married a new man and showing off her husband's dick. However, she should hide the fact that the man she married was her son, as Ayush was worried about his reputation.
Tara agreed to it and uploaded the picture with the caption: "I'm so happy to declare that I'm now married. I married this beautiful black cock."
After a few minutes, the comments section was flooded with people congratulating her on her marriage and praising her husband's penis. Most of her friends were in disbelief and questioned if that was a dildo.
Tara replied to the comments and said it wasn't a dildo, it was a real penis of a black man whom she married.
After a few more minutes, everyone was congratulating her for her second marriage, and everyone was praising her husband. The comments were all about her husband's big black penis.
Tara blushed, reading all the comments. Her heart melted, seeing how much everyone liked her husband's penis.
Ayush closed his phone and put it back into his pocket. He then said, "Now, Mom, show me how a wife sucks her man's cock."
Tara started sucking the tip of his penis, but his cock was too big to fit inside her small mouth, and she was already gagging on it.
Ayush was in heaven. He had never felt anything so good in his life. His mother was sucking his cock, and he could feel her tongue sliding up and down his length. It was incredible, and he never wanted it to end.
As she continued to suck him, Tara began to moan. She loved the feel of his cock in her mouth, and she couldn't believe how good it tasted. She had never sucked a man's cock before, but now she couldn't imagine doing anything else.
Ayush felt like he was in paradise. His mother's mouth was so warm and wet, and her tongue was doing magical things to his cock.
He reached down and gently caressed her face as she sucked him. He couldn't believe that this was happening, that his mother was actually sucking his cock. It was beyond his wildest dreams.
As his orgasm approached, he used his powers to stop himself from cumming. He knew that he wanted this to last as long as possible, and he didn't want to cum too quickly.
As he continued to caress her face, he said, "You know, Mom, when I was younger, I used to get jealous seeing you kiss other men in movies."
Tara looked up at him with surprise in her eyes. She had no idea that he had felt that way.
He continued, "I wanted to be the one kissing you. I wanted to be the man who got to touch you and make you feel good."
Tara blushed as she listened to him. She had no idea that her son had felt that way, and she couldn't help but feel flattered.
Ayush continued, "I know it's wrong, but I can't help the way I feel. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, Mom, and I've always wanted you."
Tara didn't know what to say. She had never expected to hear her son say these things to her. She had always thought of him as just her child, but now she was seeing him in a whole new light.
As he continued to talk, Tara began to feel a stirring inside of her. She had never thought of her son in a sexual way before, but now she couldn't help but feel attracted to him.
She looked up at him and saw the desire in his eyes. She realized that he wasn't just saying these things to shock her; he genuinely wanted her.
As she looked into his eyes, she felt a rush of lust. She wanted him too, and she knew that she couldn't deny it any longer.
With that, she took his cock deeper into her mouth, determined to please him in any way that she could.
As she sucked him, Ayush reached down and grabbed her breasts. He massaged them gently, feeling her nipples harden under his touch.
Tara moaned around his cock as he touched her. It felt so good to have him caressing her breasts, and she loved the feel of his hands on her body.
Suddenly, Ayush said, "Mom, you have sucked me like a good girl, but now I'm going to show you how a son deepthroats his own mother."
Tara was scared and tried to deny him, but seeing his cock pulsating in front of her eyes, she gave up and let her son use her mouth.
Ayush grabbed her head and pushed her face towards his penis.
Tara tried to resist, but Ayush was too strong. He held her head in place and started pushing his penis deeper into her throat.
Tara gagged and coughed as his huge cock filled her mouth, but Ayush didn't stop. He continued to push deeper until her nose was buried in his pubic hair.
"Mom," he said. "This is called deepthroating."
Tara couldn't speak as Ayush's cock was blocking her airway. She could only nod her head, tears streaming down her face.
Ayush held her there for a few seconds before pulling out. Tara gasped for air, coughing and sputtering.
Ayush stood up and said, "Kneel in front of me, Mom."
Tara complied, kneeling on the floor in front of him. Ayush took a handful of her hair and pulled her head back.
"Open your mouth, Mom," he said.
Tara hesitated for a moment, but then opened her mouth. Ayush spat into it, his saliva hitting her tongue.
Tara tried to close her mouth, but Ayush held it open. He spat again, this time aiming for her face.
Tara felt his warm saliva hit her cheek. She tried to wipe it off, but Ayush grabbed her hand.
"No, Mom," he said. "You need to learn how to take a facial. And I'm going to teach you."
Tara was confused. What was he talking about? What did he mean by "take a facial"?
Ayush held her hair in his hand and pulled it back, making her arch her head. He then took his other hand and rubbed his cock against her face.
"Get a good look, Mom," he said. He wrapped her hair into a ponytail and held it back. He began to rough fuck Tara's face while holding her hair.
The sounds of Tara's screams and sobs were echoing in the room as Ayush face-fucked her.
"Glak glak glak," was the sound that was echoing in the room, along with her screaming.
Tara slapped his thighs with her hand in surrender, but Ayush kept going.
Finally, Ayush stopped and said, "Open your mouth."
Tara opened her mouth in fear, and Ayush started pushing his dick deep into her throat. He started fucking her throat without any mercy, and Tara was helpless.
Ayush then stopped and took his dick out of her mouth.
"Now, Mom, you will learn how to deepthroat me without any resistance," Ayush said.
Ayush began to teach Tara how to deepthroat his dick. He would push his cock inside her mouth, making sure to go all the way to the back of her throat. Tara would gag and choke, but Ayush would hold her head in place, making sure she couldn't pull away.
Ayush would then slowly pull his cock out of her mouth, letting Tara catch her breath before pushing it back in again. He would repeat this process over and over, each time going a little deeper and staying a little longer.
He wanted Tara to get used to the feeling of his cock in her throat and learn to control her gag reflex.
As the minutes passed, Tara started to get better at taking his cock. She was still gagging and choking, but she was able to last a little longer each time. Ayush was pleased with her progress and continued to push her limits. He was determined to teach her how to deepthroat him properly, and he wouldn't stop until she had mastered it.
Ayush said, "Mom, look at me in my eyes."
Tara opened her eyes and looked into her son's eyes.
Ayush started stroking her hair, and she felt his big cock throbbing inside her throat, and his heavy balls were hitting her chin as he was fucking her mouth.
As Ayush continued to train his mother how to deepthroat, he took out his phone and recorded his mother's face getting stretched by his big dick.
He zoomed his camera on her face and her lips being stretched by his cock, and then he zoomed it on her eyes, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, Ayush pulled his cock out of Tara's mouth. She coughed and gasped for breath, her face covered in drool and tears.
"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out," he commanded.
Tara obeyed, opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out as far as she could. Ayush then began stroking his cock, aiming it at Tara's face.
After a few moments, Ayush let out a loud moan and Tara felt a warm, sticky liquid hitting her face. Ayush was cumming, and he was covering Tara's face with it.
Tara kept her mouth open and her tongue out, letting Ayush's cum cover her face. He continued to stroke his cock, shooting load after load onto her face. Tara felt his cum dripping down her cheeks and onto her chest. It was warm and sticky, and it smelled musky and masculine.
When he was finally finished, Tara looked up at him. Her face was completely covered in his cum, and she had never felt more degraded in her life.
"Swallow it, Mom," Ayush commanded.
Tara hesitated, unsure of what to do. But then she remembered how she had promised to do whatever Ayush wanted, so she closed her mouth and swallowed the cum. She felt it sliding down her throat, warm and thick.
"Good girl," Ayush praised. "Now lick your face clean."
Tara obeyed, using her tongue to lick the remaining cum off her face. She could taste the salty, musky flavor of it, and she felt a strange sense of arousal as she cleaned herself off.
When she was finished, Ayush told her to stand up. Tara did as she was told, feeling a sense of shame and humiliation at what she had just done. But she also felt a sense of excitement and arousal. She had never felt so dirty and degraded in her life, and yet she had never felt more turned on.
Ayush took her in his arms and held her from behind. They stood in front of the mirrored wall, and Tara couldn't help but look at herself in the mirror.
She saw a naked woman covered in cum, her face and chest sticky with it. Ayush was standing behind her, his muscular body dwarfing her petite frame. She looked like a slut, a dirty, filthy slut, and she couldn't believe that she had let herself be used like this.
But at the same time, she couldn't deny the excitement she felt. It was wrong, so wrong, but it felt so good.
Ayush gently fingered her pussy, and Tara felt a surge of pleasure. His fingers were skillful, and he knew exactly how to touch her to make her moan.
He slowly pinched her nipples, and Tara arched her back, pressing her body against his. She could feel his hard cock against her ass, and she stroked it gently, feeling its thickness and length.
As Ayush continued to pleasure her, Tara felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm. She couldn't believe it, but she was actually enjoying this. She was enjoying being used by her own son, and she was loving every second of it.
She looked into the mirror again, and this time, she didn't see a dirty slut. She saw a woman who was in control, a woman who was taking what she wanted. And what she wanted was her son's cock.
"Do you like it when I touch you like this, Mom?" Ayush whispered in her ear.
Tara nodded, unable to speak. She was too turned on to form words.
Ayush whispered, "You are turning into a proper wife, Mom."
Tara began sobbing. She never thought that she would feel like this. How could she feel this way towards her own son? She was his mother, for God's sake. She was supposed to protect him, not fuck him.
Ayush kept kissing her neck and fingered her more roughly. She could feel his cock throbbing against her ass, and she couldn't help but want it inside her.
"I never thought my baby boy would become my husband," Tara sobbed. "I feel like such a bad mother."
Ayush held her tightly and whispered, "But you're not a bad mother, Mom. You're just a woman who needs to be fucked. And I'm going to give you what you need."
Tara couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her own son was going to fuck her? It was wrong, so wrong. But at the same time, it felt so right.
She looked at herself in the mirror again, and she saw a woman who was lost, confused, and aroused all at once. She didn't know what to do, but she knew that she couldn't stop now. She had to see this through, no matter how wrong it was.
She felt Ayush's hands moving down her body, his fingers brushing against her clit. She gasped at the sensation, her body responding to his touch even though her mind was screaming at her to stop.
But she couldn't stop. She didn't want to stop. She wanted to feel her son's hands on her body, his cock inside her. She wanted to be fucked by him, even if it was wrong.
Ayush sensed her hesitation and whispered in her ear, "It's okay, Mom. I know you want this. I know you've always wanted this."
Tara sobbed and shook her head. She hadn't always wanted this. She hadn't even thought about it until now. How could she have wanted this? It was so wrong.
But as Ayush continued to touch her, she couldn't deny the feelings that were stirring inside her. She did want this. She wanted her son to fuck her.
Ayush spread her pussy folds apart, showing Tara her small black pussy in the mirror, and said, "Mom, do you see that pussy?"
She said, "Yes, baby, I see it."
Ayush said, "Look at it carefully, Mom."
She said, "I'm looking at it, baby."
Ayush then said, "Mom, this is the same pussy from which 18 years ago, a baby popped out and now the same pussy will get fucked by that baby."
Tara said, "Yes, son, it's the same pussy."
Ayush then continued, "Mom, look at it carefully, and now see how I stretch it with my big black cock."
Tara said, "I don't know if I can take your big black cock inside my small black pussy, son."
Ayush then replied, "Don't worry, Mom; I'm going to stretch it to its limits. I'm going to turn your small black pussy into a gaping black hole. I'm going to fuck you so hard, Mom, that you'll never be able to go back to your old life. You'll be mine completely, Mom."
Ayush continued, "This life of incest is going to be your best decision, Mom. You know why?"
Tara replied, "Why, son?"
Ayush said, "Because after taking the immortal potion, our genes are completely different, and there won't be any complication for your pregnancy ever."
Tara felt a sense of relief. She hadn't even thought about that. If she got pregnant, would the baby be okay? Would there be complications because she and Ayush were related?
But now she knew. There was nothing to worry about. She could let herself enjoy this without fear of the consequences.
As Ayush continued to finger her, Tara felt her body respond. She was getting wetter and wetter, and she could feel herself getting close to orgasm.
Ayush sensed it too, and he increased the pressure on her clit. Tara moaned and arched her back, pushing her body against his.
She looked in the mirror again, watching as Ayush pleasured her. She saw her own face contorted with pleasure, and she saw Ayush's handsome face behind her. She couldn't believe that this was happening. She was being fingered by her own son, and it felt amazing.
Ayush stopped fingering her and said, "Mom, take the condom out of the packet and tear it, then gently put it on my cock, and lay down on the bed and spread your legs wide."
Tara did as she was told. She took the condom out of the box and tore it, then gently rolled it down Ayush's hard cock. Then she lay down on the bed, spreading her legs wide for him.
Ayush got on top of her and positioned himself between her legs. He looked into her eyes and said, "Are you ready, Mom?"
Tara nodded, her heart racing with anticipation and fear. She knew that this was wrong, but she couldn't stop herself. She needed this. She needed her son to fuck her.
Ayush guided his cock towards her pussy. He rubbed the tip against her clit, making her moan with pleasure. Then he slowly began to push his cock inside her.
Tara gasped as she felt his cock entering her. It was big, so big that it hurt. But at the same time, the pain felt good. She felt herself stretching to accommodate him, and she wondered if she could take all of him.
Ayush continued to push his cock deeper inside her, and Tara felt like she was being split open. She screamed in pain, but Ayush didn't stop. He kept pushing, his cock stretching her to her limits.
"Ughhhhhhh… Ohhhhhhh.... Owwwwwwww…." she cried.
She bent down and looked at her pussy and saw an outline of his cock on the lower part of her stomach. She realized that only about 1/4th part of his cock had been inserted inside her, and he was still struggling with her to insert his dick inside her without making her scream.
"Ughhhhh…" Tara screamed.
"Just relax, Mom, just relax, you can do this," Ayush said in a soothing voice.
She then felt his hands on her thighs, pushing them further apart. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and excited all at once.
Ayush looked into her eyes and smiled. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, his tongue exploring her mouth. Tara moaned into the kiss, feeling her body relax.
She felt his hand move down her body, teasing her skin. He stopped at her pussy and began to rub her clit gently.
"Relax, Mom," he whispered. "I won't hurt you. Just relax and let me in."
Tara nodded, trying to calm herself down. She took a deep breath and relaxed her muscles.
Ayush continued to rub her clit, and Tara felt the pleasure building up inside her. She moaned softly, her eyes closed.
Ayush's cock slowly pushed deeper into her, and Tara gasped. It felt so big, so thick. She felt like she was being stretched to her limits.
She looked down at his cock disappearing inside her and was amazed at how big it was. She wondered how she was going to take all of it.
Tara felt tears prickling the corners of her eyes, but she tried to hold them back. She didn't want Ayush to think that she couldn't handle it.
But Ayush noticed the tears in her eyes and stopped. He looked at her with concern and said, "Are you okay, Mom? Does it hurt?"
Tara nodded, tears streaming down her face. "It's so big," she whispered. "I don't know if I can take it all."
Ayush kissed her forehead and said, "Shhh, it's okay. We can take it slow. Just relax and breathe deeply."
Tara took a deep breath and tried to relax. Ayush slowly pushed his cock deeper inside her. Tara gasped and arched her back.
His cock was only halfway inside her, and she already felt like she was going to burst. She looked at Ayush, her eyes filled with fear and uncertainty.
He could see the fear in her eyes and knew that she was close to her limit. But he also knew that he had to keep going. He had to make her take all of him, no matter what.
"Just a little more, Mom," he said, his voice soft and reassuring. "You can do it. Just a little more."
Tara nodded, taking another deep breath. She felt his cock push deeper inside her, and she screamed in pain.
"Owww… owww… owww," she cried, her hands clutching his arms tightly.
Ayush felt her hymen with his cock and looked into her eyes. She was looking at him with fear in her eyes, knowing that once her hymen was broken, she would feel intense pain and would also bleed, which would be a sign for him that he could continue to pound her without any hesitation.
Tara felt her heart race as she looked into her son's eyes. She knew what was going to happen, and she was scared. But at the same time, a part of her wanted it. She wanted to feel his cock inside her, stretching her and filling her.
Ayush smiled at her reassuringly and said, "Just relax, Mom. It will only hurt for a moment."
Tara took a deep, shaky breath and nodded. She closed her eyes tightly, preparing herself for the pain.
Ayush decided that from now on, his mother would only belong to him, so he had to deflower her so that she would always remember that she had become a wife to her own son, so he wanted to make her cry as much as possible while breaking her virginity.
He gently began to push his cock against her hymen, feeling it stretch and give way. Tara cried out in pain, her nails digging into his arms.
He paused for a moment, letting her adjust to the pain. Then he continued to push, his cock slowly tearing her hymen apart.
Tara screamed in agony, her body shaking with pain. Ayush held her close, whispering comforting words in her ear. But he didn't stop. He couldn't stop now. He had to keep going until he was all the way inside her.
"Please… please stop," Tara begged, tears streaming down her face.
"I can't, Mom," Ayush replied, his voice strained with effort. "I have to keep going. I have to be all the way inside you."
Tara whimpered, her body trembling with pain. But she knew that Ayush was right. He had to keep going, no matter how much it hurt. He had to break her hymen and take her virginity. And she had to let him, no matter how scared she was.
Ayush slowly continued to push, his cock stretching her hymen to its limits. Tara screamed in pain, her hands gripping his arms tightly. But Ayush didn't stop. He had to do this. He had to take her.
Her hymen was slowly getting stretched and torn apart. Ayush knew that he had almost broken it and was very close to penetrating her completely. Seeing his mother's sobbing face and hearing her crying in pain, Ayush began to talk to her.
"Mom, once I penetrate you and deflower you, you will always remember that I took your virginity."
Tara continued to sob in pain as Ayush pushed his cock even deeper inside her. She was shaking her head, unable to speak.
Ayush said, "Mom, once I've penetrated you, I'm going to pound you so hard that you'll scream in pleasure. You'll never want another man ever again, Mom. I'm going to make you feel so good that you'll forget all about your ex-husband and any other man you've ever been with. I'm going to be the only man you'll ever need, Mom."
Ayush was saying all this to her while pushing his cock even more into her. Tara continued to cry in pain, unable to stop him. Ayush continued.
"Once I've broken your hymen, Mom, I'm going to cum deep inside you. I'm going to fill you up with my seed, Mom, and you're going to feel so good. You'll be so full of my cum, Mom, that it'll leak out of you for days. Everyone will know what we did, Mom. Everyone will know that I fucked you and made you mine. Everyone will know that you're my wife now, Mom, and no one else's. I'm going to breed you, Mom, and make you the mother of my children. We'll have a whole family of our own, Mom, just you and me. And no one will ever be able to take you away from me again, Mom. You'll always be mine, Mom, always. This is my greatest achievement, Mom. Making you my wife is my greatest achievement. I will always love you and fuck you."
Ayush was close to breaking her hymen. Tara could feel it, and she was terrified. But at the same time, she felt a strange sense of excitement. She was about to lose her virginity to her own son. It was wrong, but it also felt so right.
Ayush removed his cock completely out of her pussy, which was oozing out blood. Tara was crying out loudly in pain. Ayush then placed his cock back at the entrance of her pussy lips. He looked straight at his mother's face and with a single, swift thrust, he pushed his entire cock inside her, tearing her pussy apart and breaking her hymen completely.
Tara screamed out loud in pain, and Ayush could feel her body shaking beneath him. Her hands were scratching his arms hard, and he knew that she was in immense pain. But he couldn't stop now.
Ayush's 10-inch black cock was fully inside his mother. Her small pussy was stretched to its limit. Ayush waited for a while, allowing her to adjust to his size.
Tara's eyes were closed, and tears were streaming down her cheeks. She was panting heavily, trying to catch her breath. Ayush kissed her softly on the lips, trying to comfort her. But she didn't respond. She was in too much pain.
Tara felt like her whole body was on fire. The pain was excruciating, and she didn't know if she could handle it. But then she felt Ayush's lips on hers, and it was like a soothing balm to her burning skin. She kissed him back, and as she did, she felt her body begin to relax.
Ayush pulled out completely from her pussy and made her look at his cock. He grabbed her hair and forced her to look at his big, pulsating cock. His cock was dyed completely in red color with her blood. The condom was fully covered in her blood and was dripping.
Tara looked at him and said in a soft voice, "What have you done? What have you done to me, Ayush? My God, I'm bleeding so much, please help me, son."
Ayush looked at his mother and smiled. "It's okay, Mom, it's supposed to happen," he said in a soothing voice. "It just means that you're no longer a virgin."
Tara looked at him, her eyes filled with tears. "But Ayush," she said, "you're my son. What am I going to do now?"
Ayush kissed her softly and said, "Don't worry about it, Mom. You're my wife now. And I'm going to take care of you from now on. I'm going to give you everything you need. You won't have to worry about anything anymore. I'll be here for you always, Mom. And I love you. I love you so much."
He pulled out his cock from her bleeding pussy and then turned her around so that she was on her hands and knees. He spread her ass cheeks and looked at the blood pouring out of her cunt.
"Oh my God, Mom, you're bleeding so much," he said, amazed. "I've never seen anything like this before. It's incredible."
He dipped his finger inside her bloody pussy and licked it. "Mmmm, you taste so good, Mom," he said. "I could lick your pussy all day long."
Tara was mortified. She had never been so humiliated in her life. But at the same time, something deep inside her stirred. She felt a strange sense of pleasure knowing that her son was enjoying her body.
Ayush was looking at his mother's bloody pussy with awe. He had never seen anything like it before. He was fascinated by the sight of her blood flowing out of her cunt. He couldn't take his eyes off it.
He put his mouth to her pussy and began to suck the blood out of it. Tara felt a wave of pleasure wash over her as he sucked her pussy clean.
"Oh my God, Ayush," she moaned. "What are you doing?"
He looked up at her, his mouth covered in her blood. "I'm cleaning you up, Mom," he replied. "I want you to be clean when I fuck you again."
Tara couldn't believe what was happening. Her own son was drinking her blood, licking it out of her pussy like it was the best thing he had ever tasted.
"Stop it, Ayush," she begged. "This isn't right. We shouldn't be doing this."
But Ayush didn't listen. He continued to drink her blood, his tongue darting in and out of her pussy. Tara felt a mixture of disgust and pleasure as she watched him drink her blood. She couldn't believe that he was enjoying it so much.
After he was done, he wiped his mouth and smiled at her. "That was amazing, Mom," he said. "Now you're totally mine, and I'm going to fuck you all night long. Get ready, Mom."
Ayush then pushed his cock back inside his mother's pussy. This time, he didn't go slow. He began to thrust hard and fast, slamming his cock deep inside her.
Tara moaned loudly as she felt him pound her. The pain was intense, but there was also a sense of pleasure that she had never felt before. She couldn't understand why, but the more he hurt her, the more she wanted him.
"Scream for me, Mom," Ayush growled as he continued to fuck her. "Let me hear you scream."
Tara didn't want to, but she couldn't help it. The pain and pleasure were too much, and she began to scream. Ayush smiled as he heard her cries. He loved it when she screamed for him. It made him feel powerful, like he was in control.
"Good girl, Mom," he panted as he slammed into her. "That's my good little slut. You like it when I hurt you, don't you? You like being my little pain slut."
Tara shook her head, but she knew that it was true. She loved the pain he was giving her. It made her feel alive in a way that she had never experienced before.
"Tell me you like it, Mom," Ayush demanded. "Tell me that you love being my pain slut."
Tara hesitated, but she knew that he wouldn't stop until she gave him what he wanted. "I love it, Ayush," she whispered. "I love being your pain slut. I love it when you hurt me."
Ayush smiled in satisfaction. "Good girl," he said. "Now scream for me. Scream like the pain slut you are."
Tara began to scream, and Ayush felt a sense of pride knowing that he was the one causing her so much pain. He loved the feeling of being in control, of knowing that he could make her scream and beg for mercy.
"Please, Ayush," Tara cried. "Please stop. I can't take it anymore. It hurts too much."
But Ayush just laughed. He wasn't going to stop now, not when he was having so much fun. "You can take it, Mom," he said. "You're my little pain slut, remember? You love it when I hurt you. So shut up and take it like a good slut."
Ayush grabbed her legs and folded her completely, so that her legs were on her shoulders and she was in a seed-press position. Ayush began to jackhammer her tiny frame. He started to jump on top of her like a bunny, making her scream in pain and pleasure.
"Please, Ayush, please, I can't take it anymore," she begged. But Ayush just ignored her. He continued to fuck her hard, slamming his cock deep inside. He loved the sound of her screams, the feel of her body writhing beneath him.
He was fucking her very roughly, and while fucking her, he was also drinking her milk directly from her nipples. Tara moved her head toward a nearby mirror, and she saw her reflection. She saw herself with her legs folded on her shoulders, getting jackhammered by her own son, his big black cock moving in and out of her tight, blood-soaked pussy. She saw him drinking her milk from her nipples, which made her very excited. She began to moan and scream louder as she watched him fuck her in the mirror.
Tara looked in the mirror and saw her son pounding her relentlessly. She watched as his cock disappeared inside her, and then came back out covered in her blood. She saw the pain and pleasure on her own face as he fucked her harder and harder. It was like something out of a horror movie, but at the same time, it was also the most erotic thing she had ever seen. She couldn't believe that this was happening to her, that her own son was doing this to her. But even though it was wrong, she couldn't deny the pleasure she was feeling.
She was moaning loudly now, her screams echoing off the walls. She couldn't help it. The pleasure was too much, the pain too intense. She felt like she was losing control, like she was being consumed by the pleasure and pain.
"Fuck me harder, Ayush!" she begged. "Harder! Fuck me like the slut that I am!"
Ayush grinned at her, his eyes filled with lust. "With pleasure, Mom," he growled. He began to pound her even harder, his cock slamming into her with such force that she felt like she was being torn apart. She screamed in pain, but she didn't want him to stop. She wanted more. She needed more.
Her body was shaking violently, her breasts bouncing up and down with each thrust. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass, could feel his cock hitting her cervix with each thrust.
"Yes!" she screamed. "Yes, Ayush! Fuck me harder! Make me your slut!"
Ayush complied, slamming into her even harder. His balls were slapping against her clit now, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She could feel her orgasm building, could feel it approaching rapidly.
"I'm going to cum, Ayush!" she screamed. "Don't stop! Please don't stop!"
Ayush didn't stop. He kept pounding her, his cock buried deep inside her pussy. He could feel her tightening around him, could feel the walls of her pussy contracting. He knew that she was close, and he was determined to make her cum harder than she ever had before.
Tara's screams became louder, more intense. Her body was shaking violently now, her muscles tensing as she approached her orgasm. She could feel Ayush's cock deep inside her, could feel him hitting her cervix with each stroke. It was too much. It was too intense. And yet, she didn't want it to stop. She wanted to feel this way forever.
Ayush knew that she was about to cum. He pulled his cock out of her and began to suck her pussy. He wanted to drink his mother's cum. He was like a thirsty dog who was waiting for his owner to feed him. He put his mouth on her pussy and began sucking it. He pointed at his mouth with his hand and asked her to aim her pussy towards him so that he could drink her cum.
Tara's orgasm hit her like a tsunami. Her body convulsed violently, her pussy tightening around Ayush's mouth. She screamed louder than she ever had before, her voice echoing off the walls.
Ayush could taste her cum now, could feel it flowing into his mouth. He drank it greedily, his tongue licking her clit and pussy lips. He wanted every last drop, wanted to taste every bit of her pleasure.
Tara was moaning and screaming, her body shaking with pleasure. She could feel Ayush sucking her clit, could feel him drinking her cum. It was so intense, so erotic. She had never felt anything like it before.
When her orgasm finally subsided, Tara collapsed onto the bed, her body exhausted. Ayush climbed up beside her, his cock still hard. He kissed her softly, his tongue exploring her mouth.
"That was incredible, Mom," he whispered. "You taste so good. I love drinking your cum."
Tara blushed, still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm. "I've never done anything like that before," she said. "It was so intense."
Ayush grinned, his eyes filled with pride. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Mom," he said.
Tara smiled back at him. "I did," she replied. "It felt amazing."
Ayush kissed her again, his hands roaming her body. "I'm not done with you yet, Mom," he growled.
Tara shivered with anticipation, knowing what he meant. She was his now, and he was going to use her for his pleasure. She didn't know how much more she could take, but she was willing to find out. She was willing to give him everything he wanted, to let him take whatever he desired.
They cuddled together for a few minutes. Then Tara gently removed his condom and threw it in the dustbin. She gently stroked his cock.
Ayush was playing with her breasts. Her huge boobs were hanging like two big, juicy melons. He loved playing with them and gently squeezing them. Their bedsheet was totally soaked in vaginal juices mixed with her hymen blood. It looked like a murder scene.
Ayush felt like peeing. He looked at Tara and said, "Mom, I need to teach you how to drink piss."
Tara looked at her son with disgust, but she knew better. She knew that she couldn't disobey her son's demands. Now that she was his wife, she had to obey him completely, no matter what he asked. Even if it was disgusting. And drinking piss was definitely disgusting.
She looked at Ayush and nodded. "Okay, son, I'll drink your piss, if that's what you want me to do. I want to please you, after all."
Ayush smiled at her and kissed her. Then he got up and stood in front of her, his legs spread apart. Tara sat on the floor in front of him, her head level with his crotch. She could see his cock clearly, and she shuddered at the memory of what it had done to her.
"Open your mouth, Mom," Ayush instructed. "Stick out your tongue. I don't want to get any urine on your face. I want you to drink every last drop. Do you understand?"
Tara nodded. She opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue. She closed her eyes, bracing herself for what was coming.
Ayush began to pee, and Tara felt a warm liquid hitting her tongue and flowing into her mouth. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, seeing his cock pointed directly at her face. She felt the warm liquid flowing into her mouth, and she gagged at the taste of it. It was salty and bitter, with a strong, pungent smell that filled her nostrils.
But she forced herself to swallow, knowing that this was what Ayush wanted. She drank his piss, every last drop of it, until her mouth was empty and she felt like vomiting.
"Good girl, Mom," Ayush said, patting her on the head. "You're such a good little slut, drinking my piss like that."
Tara smiled up at him, even though she felt humiliated and degraded. But she knew that this was her life now, and she had to accept it. She had to do whatever Ayush wanted, no matter how disgusting it was. And she had to like it. She had to be his good little slut, his mother, his whore.
Ayush picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. He sat down in front of a mirror and made her sit on his lap. He spread her legs wide apart and then forced her to sit on his cock. He turned her face toward the mirror and asked her to look.
Tara looked at herself in the mirror and gasped. She couldn't believe how she looked. She looked like a complete whore, sitting on her son's lap with his cock buried inside her. Her legs were spread wide apart, and her huge boobs were bouncing up and down as Ayush moved her up and down his cock.
She looked like a slut, a complete and utter slut. She was naked, her body exposed for everyone to see. And she was sitting on her son's lap, his cock deep inside her pussy, her legs spread wide apart. She looked so vulgar and obscene.
Tara felt a surge of shame and humiliation as she looked at herself. She had never thought of herself as a whore before. She had always been a good girl, a decent girl. But now, looking at herself in the mirror, she realized that she was nothing more than a whore. A whore for her own son.
She was slowly riding him, her pussy getting stretched by his huge cock. She was riding him slowly, and she could feel his cock sliding in and out of her. She looked at herself in the mirror. She could clearly see the outline of his big black cock over her stomach. It showed how deep inside her he was. His cock was buried inside her so deeply that it was touching her navel from inside.
Tara gasped as she felt Ayush's cock slide deeper inside her. She could feel him stretching her pussy, filling her up completely. She moaned softly, unable to believe how good it felt. She looked into the mirror again, seeing herself bouncing on top of Ayush. She saw her huge boobs bouncing, and she couldn't believe how sexy she looked. She felt like a complete slut, and she loved it.
Tara began to ride him faster, her pussy sliding up and down his long, thick cock. She moaned loudly, her eyes glued to the mirror as she watched herself fuck her own son.
Ayush was sitting on the bed, his cock buried inside his mother's pussy. She was bouncing up and down on top of him, her huge boobs jiggling with each movement.
"Say something, Mom," he ordered. "Talk dirty to me. Tell me how much you love my cock."
Tara was getting horny, and she wanted to talk dirty. She was feeling naughty and slutty. "Oh, Ayush," she said, her voice breathy and husky. "I love your cock so much. It's so big and thick, it fills me up completely."
She began to bounce harder, her pussy sliding up and down Ayush's cock. She threw her head back, her long, black hair cascading down her back.
"Look at me, Mom," Ayush ordered. "Look in the mirror."
Tara looked into the mirror, seeing herself bouncing up and down on her son's cock. She saw her boobs jiggling, her face flushed with pleasure.
"Do you like what you see, Mom?" Ayush asked.
"Yes, Ayush," Tara moaned. "I love what I see. I love your cock inside me. It feels so good."
Ayush began to kiss her neck, his hands on her hips as he guided her movements. "Then say it, Mom," he ordered. "Say it to yourself in the mirror."
"I love your cock, Ayush," Tara said, looking into the mirror. "It's so big and hard, it makes me feel so good. I'm your little slut, Ayush. I'm your whore."
Tara's pussy was getting wetter with every word she spoke. She was loving this. She was loving the feeling of her son's cock inside her, the way it stretched her pussy.
Ayush was kissing her neck, his hands playing with her nipples. He was making her boobs spray milk like a fountain. The mirror was covered in her breastmilk.
"Keep talking, Mom," he urged. "Tell yourself how much you love it."
"I love it, Ayush," Tara moaned, bouncing harder on his cock. "I love feeling your cock inside me. I love being your whore. I love being your little slut. I want you to use me, Ayush. Use me like the whore that I am."
Ayush's hands were roaming Tara's body, his fingers tweaking her nipples and making her moan loudly. He was enjoying the show, watching his mother bounce up and down on his cock.
"Do you want more, Mom?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.
"Do you want my cum?"
Tara nodded eagerly, her pussy clenching around Ayush's cock. "Yes, Ayush," she moaned. "Please, give me your cum. Fill me up with your hot, thick cum."
Ayush groaned, his cock throbbing inside her. "Beg for it, Mom," he demanded. "Beg for my cum."
"Please, Ayush!" Tara cried, her hips moving faster. "Please, fill me up with your cum. I want it so bad. I need it!"
While wearing a condom, Ayush grabbed her hips and began to piston fuck her swollen pussy. He was fucking her like a drilling machine, and Tara was loving every minute of it.
"Harder, Ayush!" Tara shouted, her voice hoarse from screaming. "Fuck me harder! Give it to me, son! Give me your cock!"
Ayush grunted, his cock throbbing with pleasure as he pounded into his mother's tight pussy. He loved the feel of her wetness around him, the way her pussy walls clung to his cock as he pistoned in and out.
He was lost in the moment, his mind consumed by lust and desire. He was fucking his mother, and it felt incredible. He was claiming her as his own, making her his personal slut.
"Ugh, Mom," Ayush grunted. "Your pussy feels so good. So tight and wet for me."
Tara moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head as pleasure washed over her. "Yes, son," she panted. "Take me. Use me. Make me your whore."
Ayush stood up and lifted Tara off the ground, his cock still buried deep inside her. He bent her whole body and folded her legs onto her shoulders. He folded her so completely that her legs were folded onto her shoulders, and her knees were touching her boobs. He was holding her whole body folded on his hands and was fucking the shit out of that pussy.
"Ooh, Ayush," Tara whimpered, her body folded in half as her son fucked her. "That feels amazing!"
Ayush's thrusts were hard and fast, his cock slamming into Tara's tight pussy with reckless abandon. He was grunting with each thrust, his muscles straining as he held his mother's body aloft.
Tara's body was jiggling with each thrust, her big boobs bouncing wildly. She was moaning loudly, her eyes glazed over with pleasure. Her face was red, and sweat was pouring down her body. Ayush's balls were slapping against Tara's ass, the sound echoing through the room.
"Fuck, Mom," Ayush groaned. "Your pussy is so tight. You feel so good."
Tara had a hegao face. She had tears streaming down her face, and her mascara was running down her cheeks. Seeing herself getting fucked by her own son so brutally, she was in pain.
"I'm coming, son," Tara cried out, her body tensing up as her orgasm approached. "I'm coming for you! Oh God, here it comes!"
Ayush could feel Tara's pussy tightening around his cock, her walls clamping down on him as she reached her peak. He fucked her even harder, determined to milk every last bit of pleasure from her.
"Ayush," Tara screamed, her voice hoarse and raw. "I'm cumming! Oh God, I'm cumming!"
Tara's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing violently as she came. Her pussy tightened around Ayush's cock, squeezing him so hard that he thought he might explode. She was screaming, her voice echoing through the room as pleasure washed over her.
Ayush continued to fuck her through her orgasm, his cock pounding into her with relentless thrusts.
Tara lost control of her bladder, and she began to urinate. She was being fucked by her own son, and she was pissing. Her pussy was making squishy and wet sounds, and her urine was dripping down her pussy and trickling down her son's legs while he fucked her.
"Ugh, Mom!" Ayush grunted. He could feel Tara's piss dripping down his legs as he fucked her. He could smell the strong, pungent scent of her urine filling the air. But it only made him hornier. He wanted to fuck his mother harder, to make her piss even more.
Tara was whimpering, her body limp in her son's arms. She was being folded in half and held up while he pounded her pussy relentlessly. Her urine was pouring out of her pussy and dripping down Ayush's legs, but she couldn't stop. She was completely at his mercy, her body a vessel for his pleasure.
Ayush grabbed Tara's hair, bunching it together and holding it in one hand. He used his free hand to grab a fistful of her hair, and then he lifted her body up, holding her in place with his hand and mouth.
Tara could see herself in the mirror, her son holding her like a pretzel while he fucked her wildly. Her pussy was red and swollen, her lips puffy and inflamed. Her urine was still dripping down Ayush's legs as he pounded her. She was whimpering and moaning, her body jiggling with each hard thrust.
Ayush could see his mother's face, twisted in pleasure and pain as he fucked her. Her eyes were rolling back, and she was biting her lip. He could hear her whimpering and moaning, the sounds filling the room and driving him wild.
Tara was crying like a little baby. "Ayush… please, son… I don't think I can take anymore. I… oh God, this feels so good."
"Aww, poor Mommy," Ayush teased. "Does it hurt?"
"Yes, Ayush! Please… please stop!"
"But Mommy, I'm not done yet. I want more of your tight little pussy." Ayush pounded his mother's pussy even harder.
"Son… Ayush… no! Please!"
"But Mom, you're my wife now. You have to do what I say."
Ayush fucked his mother even harder. He could tell that she was in pain, but he didn't care. He wanted to hurt her. He wanted to punish her for making him marry her.
Tara was crying and screaming in pain, but Ayush didn't stop. He kept fucking her, his cock slamming into her pussy with brutal force.
"Mom… you made a big mistake marrying me. You should have never allowed yourself to marry me. I know you were seduced by me, and you couldn't help yourself. But you should have tried. You should have resisted my seduction. Now it's too late. You're my wife. And you know what? I'm going to fuck you like this every day. I'm going to make you my personal slut. And there's nothing you can do about it."
Tara looked up at her son, her eyes filled with tears. "I'm sorry, Ayush. Please forgive me. I didn't mean to. I couldn't help myself. Please… please forgive me."
Ayush laughed. "Forgive you? Mom, you're my slut now. You're my whore. And whores don't get forgiveness. They get punished."
Tara cried out in pain as Ayush continued to fuck her. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He held her down and kept pounding her pussy, ignoring her cries and pleas.
"Ayush… please… stop!" Tara begged. "I can't take anymore!"
But Ayush didn't listen. He kept fucking his mother, determined to make her pay for what she had done. He fucked her harder and harder, his cock slamming into her with brutal force. Tara's cries and screams filled the room, but Ayush didn't care. He was enjoying every minute of it. He was enjoying her pain and humiliation.
Tara thought back to when Ayush was a baby, a small, helpless little thing who depended on her for everything. She remembered how he used to hold her hand and cuddle with her. She remembered how she used to bathe him and feed him. And now, seeing him as a grown man, towering over her with his massive physique, she felt a mix of emotions.
She was proud of the man he had become, strong and confident. But she was also scared of him. She was scared of how he was treating her, like a piece of meat, a toy to be used and discarded. She was scared that he was going to hurt her, that he was going to take everything from her.
As Ayush continued to fuck his mother, he could see the fear in her eyes. He could see how scared she was, how helpless she felt. But he didn't care. He didn't care that she was his mother. He didn't care about her pain. All he cared about was his own pleasure, his own desire.
Ayush saw the fear in Tara's eyes and knew that she was scared. "Mom… don't be scared," he said, his voice softening. "I won't hurt you."
Tara looked at him, her eyes wide with fear. "You won't?"
Ayush shook his head. "No, Mom. I promise. I won't hurt you. I just want to be with you. I want to take care of you."
Tara felt a wave of relief wash over her. She believed Ayush. She knew that he wouldn't hurt her. She trusted him. "Okay, Ayush. I trust you."
Ayush smiled, his eyes gleaming with happiness. "Good, Mom. Now, just relax and let me take care of you. Let me be your husband. Let me take care of you physically and financially."
Tara nodded, feeling a sense of peace wash over her. She knew that she could trust Ayush. She knew that everything was going to be okay.
Ayush looked into the mirror and saw his mother's reflection. He could see her big, beautiful boobs and her sexy, thick thighs. He could see the fear in her wide brown eyes. But he could also see the love and the trust she had for him.
"Mom, I want you to look into the mirror," Ayush said, his voice soft but firm.
Tara hesitated for a moment, but then she turned her head and looked into the mirror.
"Now, Mom, I want you to place your hands on your stomach," Ayush instructed.
Tara did as she was told, her hands resting on her stomach. She could see her reflection in the mirror, and she could see Ayush's reflection behind her. She could see the look of lust in his eyes as he stared at her.
"Now, Mom," Ayush said, "I want you to imagine that you're a good wife. I want you to imagine that all you have to do is please me. Can you do that?"
Tara looked in the mirror and could see herself. She could see herself as a good wife, a proper black wife. She could see herself pleasing Ayush, making him happy. She nodded, her heart racing with excitement and nervousness.
"Yes, son," she said, her voice soft and submissive. "I can do that."
Ayush smiled, pleased with his mother's response. "Good girl," he said. "Now, I want you to keep looking in the mirror. I want you to watch yourself as I fuck you. Can you do that for me, Mom?"
Tara felt a surge of arousal at Ayush's words. She looked in the mirror and nodded, her pussy clenching with anticipation. "Yes, son. I can do that."
Ayush leaned forward and kissed the back of Tara's neck, his lips soft and warm against her skin. Tara shivered, feeling a rush of pleasure at his touch. She watched in the mirror as Ayush's hands moved down her body, his fingers trailing over her skin.
"Look how beautiful you are, Mom," Ayush whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Look how sexy you are."
Tara watched in the mirror as Ayush's hands moved over her body, caressing her skin and teasing her nipples. She felt a rush of arousal and desire, her pussy growing wet with anticipation.