Swinging With Mommy – Part 2 by ICEEE

Before I begin, I have a fairly lean body, black hair and brown eyes. I am 5’8 inches tall. My mom has long black hair, brown eyes, and 5’7 inches tall. We look different from one anther, mainly because I look a lot like my father.]

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One of the major Islamic holidays known as Eid occurred on July 18th. A couple of weeks after this, I thought about asking my Mom if she wanted to go back into the “swinging” lifestyle. If you haven’t ready my first story, this is when my Mom and I go to a club and we meet a wonderful couple who we would swing with. That experience was still in my brain and I know it was still in my Mother’s as well.

I kept wondering if my Mother would still be interested in doing that again now that Ramadan has passed. Maybe with the same couple? I did have their contact information. But that awkwardness of asking this after we fasted for 30 days was very scary. Maybe she didn’t want to have sex with anyone else…

I believe it was mid-August, I found myself watching t.v with my Mom. We were watching The Price Is Right, a show that my Mom really liked to watch because it was fun and she knew most of the games. During commercial break, I quickly turned on my laptop which was on my lap and began to surf the Internet. My mom was quiet and was looking outside at the Weather. It was a really hot day, almost 40 degrees Celsius. My younger siblings were both sleeping and we were lucky we had an Air Conditioner.

I opened up the Swingers Site which showed the couples profiles picture. I scrolled through a few before I looked at my Mom who was looking as well at my screen.

“Mom, I was wondering, um, let’s see, I was wondering if you wanted to like, um, try that sex thing again?” I asked nervously. My heart was racing as I asked knowing that this was a make or break question. I sighed as I knew I had finished asking it.

My mom took her eyes off of my laptop screen and started to watch the commercials. “We have to see, I’m so busy with cooking, chores and other stuff.” She said.

“But let’s say we do find some time, would you be um, wanting to try what we did before?” I questioned.

“Not like before,” she answered, “I don’t like going to those places where there’s alcohol and drunk people.”

“Oh okay then, that’s fine. I know this website where we can see a couple’s profile and choose like that.” I replied.

My Mom smiled, “let me think about it.”

The Price is Right came back on and we watched George Gray call out another contestant and Drew Carey called out models with a prize to bid on etc. During this time, I quickly found a Swingers Lifestyle site which showed the profile information of couples. I clicked our city and a few popped up onto the screen. I clicked on their profiles and read about their details.

During the next commercial break, I showed my Mom my laptop screen.

“So here’s all the couples we could meet near us.”” I said. “Go find a man that you like. We’ll eventually find some time and make this happen..”

I scrolled through the various pages while my Mom browsed the pictures. It seems like she wasnt finding anymore she liked.

“What kind of couple are you looking for?” I asked.

My Mom pointed to the screen. “This one.”

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My Mom and I sat at Tim Hortons beside one another and awaited the couple to arrive. Almost a couple of minutes went by of waiting when they arrived and smiled at us. We all introduced ourselves and sat down across one another’s potential fuck partner. Their names were Rahul and Zara.

They were an Indian couple, probably in there mid 30’s. Rahul was Hindu and Zara was Muslim. http://imgur.com/4J8L6Ff Rahul definitely looked much older due to his height and body size. He had much darker skin, short black hair and dark eyes. His wife, Zara was short, skinny and she would fit well in the petite category. Rahul was also the one doing most of the talking during the meet and greet. He would talk about how he’s been swinging for months alone because of his divorce, it’s been the best time of his life and how they were glad to finally meet some younger swingers like myself and my Mom (I guess my Mom really does look young!). The couple were newlyweds and this was Zara’s first time having sex with someone else other than himself. The man said we should do it at a hotel nearby which he recommends to be good. We would pay half-half which my Mom and I agreed to.

Afterwards, my Mom and I talked to them about our boundaries. My Mom mentioned that we don’t do anal, don’t have sex during female periods and that condoms are a must. They agreed to follow those rules and we set up a date and time to meet at the hotel, a time my Mom most felt comfortable at.

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We all met outside the hotel, introduced ourselves again and Rahul signed us all into the hotel. He definitely was prepared. All 4 of us took the same elevator to our hotel room and got settled down. It was a nice looking room, one queen size bed and one washroom. There was also a couple of chairs and tables for us. While everyone got settled, I began by using the washroom real quickly to make sure I didn’t have any last minute accidents or anything happen.

We sat down on the bed together and awkwardly waited until Rahul finished using the washroom, locked the hotel room door and came and sat down. I sat furthest to the left of the bed, my mom next to me, Zara next to her and Rahul sat at the very end.

“Alright, let’s get this party started!” Rahul said. He got up off the bed, went to the table and turned on his iPod speakers which played loud Bollywood Desi songs which he brought with him here. “Let’s get our wives naked!” He screamed.

All of us stood up. My Mom began to remove the buttons of her clothing. (similar to http://i.imgur.com/Xff7RtU.jpg?1 ) I helped her by unbuttoning the bottom ones. Rahul stared at my Mom as she removed that. Next, I slowly removed the Hijab (headscarf) to reveal her wonderful long hair. Zara did the same for herself, revealing the long silky hair she had hidden from the non-mahrams.

Zara came and sat next to me on the bed. I sent my Mom to Rahul pretending that she was my wife and I was allowing her to have sex with someone else. My Mom got off the bed as well and sat with Rahul behind us and on the opposite corner of the bed.

Zara and I sat on the bed quietly talking for a while and I decided I’d try to make my move. I moved closer to her and touched her hand, using the pretext that mine were much bigger than hers to initiate contact. I proceeded to massage her fingers and then slowly made my way up her arms to her shoulders. She sat silently while I did so, responding to me by pushing back against my massage like a cat.

We moved closer towards each other on the bed and I took her cheeks in my hands, looked deep into her eyes, and kissed her. She was shy with the first kiss, barely opening her mouth. Then as I massaged her hands, she very quickly picked up the pace, opening her mouth and sliding her tongue into mine.

We made out on the bed for 2-3 minutes or so. I had not ejaculated in a while, so even though it was only kissing I had a massive, painful erection which I was intentionally brushing against her when the opportunity presented itself. She looked like: http://i.imgur.com/vAbMMAT.jpg?1 I proceeded to kiss her face then worked my way down to her neck, sliding my fingers underneath her tank top and rubbing her erect nipples through her bra. She let out little gasps as I did so but made no move to stop me, so I pulled her shirt over her head to reveal an elaborately laced floral printed green strapless bra. http://i.imgur.com/JedumXD.jpg?1 I folded it down to suck on her nipples. I had guessed right about the size – perfect, perky little handfuls with light pale nipples. I could feel the heat radiating off her cunt as I grazed the inside of her thighs. I kissed my way from her perfect breasts down to her flat stomach until I reached her belly button, then slowly pulled her skirt over her slender, milky-white hips and legs until it was completely off. She had on a pair of matching green boy-short lacey floral print panties to go with the bra.
Starting at her toes, I kissed her slowly from her feet all the way up to the inside of her thighs, each kiss sending little shocks through her body and resulting in an involuntary gasp. I breathed in the scent of her pussy deeply – the mix of her wetness and the sweat of the day was intoxicating. I grasped her panties on either side of her waist and slowly lowered them. Her face covered by her hair as she had been whipping her head back and forth in ecstasy.

Pulling her panties down over her hips and knees revealed the most beautiful, perfectly manicured vagina I’ve ever seen. I’d never known a Muslim girl who shaved her pubic hair and Zara was no exception, but she did take the time to trim it neatly and wax her bikini line. Her pussy lips were pink and small, just barely visible beneath her tiny bush.

I again attacked the inside of her thighs with my tongue then gave her one long, slow lick from the bottom of her pussy all the way up to her clit. She shivered throughout the entire contact and when I got to her clit, I began to slowly circle her clit with my tongue. http://imgur.com/34TWqyW She tensed her entire body and held her breath for several seconds as I increased the speed and the pressure. As I’d back off, she’d gasp and relax back onto the bed. I’d give her a few seconds to recover then start again with attacking her adorable little clit with my tongue, picking up the speed and the pressure as she contracted everything at once, thrusting that perfect box up against my face. After a few rounds of this I pushed forward and gave her several minutes of circles with my tongue while sliding a finger in her unbelievably tight pussy, which caused her to rocket into convulsions as she squeaked “Ya Allah! Ya Allah!” (Arabic for “O God,” “O God.”) She let out a satisfied moan as she came and her spasms subsided.

I gave Zara a few seconds to recover. I looked towards my Mom and Rahul. There was my Mom, Nimra lying naked on the mattress with Rahul’s face buried between her legs. From the sounds she was making he clearly knew what he was doing. Her eyes were closed and she was massaging her own, ample, breasts. He was naked also. http://i.imgur.com/82EjiBy.jpg?1

Zara called my name and suddenly pushed me onto my back and quickly pulled my shirt up while working on my belt. I took the shirt the rest of the way off and was met with her kissing me deeply as she was pulling my pants down. She took my boxers off on the same motion, leaving me completely naked in a matter of seconds. She grasped my 6 inch erect circumcised cock in her hands, so big that she couldn’t completely encircle it with just one hand, and pushed me back down on the bed. She was just so petite and her hands were really small that it made me look like a porn star.

She knelt in between my legs and took the head of my cock in her mouth, holding the base with her hands. She circled my dickhead with her tongue and attempted to take me down her throat but gagged about a third of the way down. It was awkward – my dick was too thick and long to get in her mouth – but it still felt amazing and the sight of her ass in the air and the scent of her pussy was nearly enough to make me come even thought the blowjob wasn’t that good. But she was persistent, so I laid back on the mattress and just enjoyed the feeling of her lips and the warmth of her mouth on my cock.She kept on sucking my penis and I felt myself releasing a little bit of cum, (http://i.imgur.com/oyorHJC.jpg?1) when she stopped sucking my penis, we both saw the head of my prick glistening with precum.

“I want you inside me,” she said, pulling my cock by the base and directing it straight into her pussy.

Then Zara reached for the condom package and lubrication that we all had left on the shelf. She opened the condom package and rolled it down over my penis head and shaft. I squirted some lube in my hand and rubbed it over the condom and also slipped my hand between her legs and rubbed what was left over her slit. She climbed on my lap, facing me and lined my cockhead up to her tight hole. Slowly, a little at a time she eased down onto me. I didn’t move. I let her control how I entered her. Remember, this is the first time she is having sex with someone other than her husband. Centimeter by centimeter, she slowly impaled herself on me. You could see the effort on her face and a tear came to the corner of her eye, but she never stopped till finally she was sitting fully on my lap. I reached up and finally removed her bra, liberating the best pair of tits I have ever seen. Truly perky and yet big enough to cast a shadow, they were close enough together that she nearly had cleavage even without a bra. I marveled at how hot she was and how lucky I was to be fucking somebody this perfect. By the time I came to my senses, she had finally worked her perfect little body the rest of the way down onto my cock and began riding me. I had never felt anything so tight around my cock before. I rolled her nipples between my thumbs and fingers. Zara slowly moved herself up and down on my cock and started to loosen up. “Is my pussy good for you, Farhan?” She asked. “You’re wonderful, Zara.” I replied.”Are you OK?” She quietly said yes.

There’s nothing I love more during sex is a girl riding me. She looked magnificent on top of me, her boobs bouncing ever so slightly as she moved up and down on my dick. I grabbed her hips and helped to thrust up as she came down. She began shaking, and I knew this was the golden universal sign that a girl was going to cum. In these few moments I started to thrust even harder, while beginning to rub her clit with my right hand. She had practically reached the point of screaming when she came. Her body trembled and she lowered down to lay on me as we kept fucking. Her moans never stopped, we fucked for what I want to believe was two to three more minutes before I had the best orgasm of my life. I never thought it would end. At first I felt it and thought, “Damn this is good, holy shit, holy wow this isn’t over WOW.” She stayed there, just laying on top of me with my dick inside her, eyes wide shut. We were out of breath and a sweating profoundly.
She opened her eyes, looked down at her pussy and scrolled her eyes up towards me until she looked up at me, with those huge brown eyes, and she cracked that time-stopping smile, then began to chuckle.

I began to notice the moans of my Mom and Rahul coming from behind me. Rahul was fucking my Mother in missionary position while sucking her left titty. My Mom’s face was not on the bed, but on the outside of the bed and upside down. http://imgur.com/J1AgOQ9 She was moaning loudly and was enjoying the speed and rhythm Rahul was fucking her at.

I turned my head back to Zara who was also watching her husband fuck who she thinks is my wife. I whistled at her, did a quick sit-up so I was sitting on the bed centimeters away from Zara’s face and kissed her lips. A final passionate kiss. I ran my hands through her hair and French Kissed her.

“Are you still hard?:” She asked.

“I think so.” I said. My Penis was still inside Zara, I couldn’t believe it.

“Let’s use the washroom and fuck again, okay?.” She asked.

“Of course.” I said.

Zara got off of my penis and I laid back down on the bed. I was right, my dick was still standing strong even though the condom was full of cum. Zara smiled and began to remove the condom off. It was filled with my babies. She tied a knot around it, showed the white liquid of little cells inside it and threw it in the garbage. We both laughed as we heard grunting coming from Rahul. He was fucking my Mom even faster.

A thought came into my mind; The condom package and lube both of us brought were on the shelf beside us. Neither my Mom or Rahul touched it. I turned around and looked at them fucking, my Mom was now completely back down on the bed (including her head now) and Rahul was doing deep thrusts into her hairy pussy missionary style.

I looked at Rahul’s penis, he wasn’t wearing a condom! He was fucking my Mom bareback. Raw. Without a rubber! They were having unprotected sex. “I’m gonna cum!” He groaned while looking the ceiling.

Both Rahul and Mom were exhausted and he gave a final groan before his body locked up and legs twitched like he was going to cum inside of her! Their bodies were locked together, him laying completely on her and him about to unload his unprotected sperm into my Mother. He put both hands on either side of my Mom’s head managed to pull up and he used his right hand to pull out his prick just as he began to shoot his seeds onto my Mom’s stomach and outside her wet hairy pussy. The two of them were out of breath, lips locked together but exhausted from kissing. They breathed in sync as Rahul squeezed the last of his white potent cum on my Mom’s belly and laid down next to her. http://i.imgur.com/794HZAI.jpg?1

“Accha, Yeh accha hai!” Rahul said. (Good, so good.)

“Rahul honey, where’s the condom?” Zara asked with a stern look. She hadn’t gone to the washroom, instead watched with me the final orgasms our partner had.

My Mom turned to her left side and looked at Rahul. “Did you wear a condom?” She asked, impatiently.

“Uh… no.” He replied. ” I was going to but like, we were having so much fun without it. You were so wet and didn’t say anything.”

“What!? DID YOU CUM INSIDE ME ? ” My mom angrily asked.

“Oh my god.” Zara whispered.

“I pulled out.” Rahul mentioned.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” My mom scampered. She got up and slapped him quickly. I flew across the bed and stopped her before it got worst. I told my Mom that we were going to leave right now. I told her to put her clothes on. Zara had this sad look towards me and angry look towards her husband. We were going to stay the night with them and fuck for hours more but we both put on our clothes and left for home.

I drove my Mom home. She didn’t say anything during that ride. When we got home, the house was all dark. I guess my little siblings were sleeping which was good. Mom undressed her clothes in the middle of the hallway, threw all of it in the washing machine and went to the washroom. She was pissed off. I sat down on the couch and thought about what just happened. I heard a flush from the toilet and the shower turn on right away. I didn’t know what to do. I realized that I had to use the washroom as well really badly. I knocked on the washroom door and went in without her approval. The curtains were closed but I could see the outline of her body washing herself off. I was about to sit on the toilet when I heard her crying. I didn’t want to see my Mom cry ☹

I took off my clothes, placed them on the rack and entered the shower with her. She was on the floor crying. I picked her up and hugged her tightly. We were both naked. I didn’t know what to do. I began to rub her body with soap and shampoo. Eventually she came back to her senses and did it herself. We didn’t say anything. She began to wash me with soap and we both peed together. Again, it was all silent.

When the shower was done, we walked together to her bedroom. We didn’t make any noise. She sat on the bed, naked. I sat down next to her. I told Mom that I was going to buy her the morning after-pill and take her to get a blood test for diseases such as std, hiv, herpes, sti etc. She was so sad. She said that she could feel Rahul’s penis inside of her. http://imgur.com/FiTEH2L She wanted that out of her now.

“How can I help?” I asked.

“Fuck me!” “Fuck me right now!” She demanded

Without hesitation, I did just that. She laid down on the bed and I went over her. I rubbed my penis with her pussy until I had an erection. I asked my Mom if she was ready. She said yes. I slid my cock into my Mom’s wet pussy which grabbed at me like a warm, moist hand. I started kissing her breast as we screwed. I pushed my raw meat donger into her awaiting pussy and began to fuck my Mom. In and out. In and out. No condom, no rubber, no birth control, no protection. We switched from missionary to cowgirl, where she impaled herself onto me. Mom and son; lovers forever. I told her to take her time, she slowly bounced off of me slowly, at her own pace. 10 minutes of slowly bouncing with her, I asked her where I should cum. She said to cum inside her. I did just that. “Mom, I’m cumming.” I came inside my Mother. It was the best feeling in the world. Giving your seeds to the woman who birthed you into the world. Being there for her and loving her.

The following day, I bought the Plan-B pill and scheduled for us to get a blood test. The ending of this is up to you guys. Write it in the comments.