I might be able to use them in my stories.I am Ratul (name changed) and I live with my mom and dad at a small town in West Bengal that is Haldia. Howe...ver I have always been a notorious school boy and had no sexual intentions about my mom before that night. My dad works in shift duties in an industry over there, most of the times he would at work during the night. Let’s come to the story.Mita shifted restlessly in her bed. Sleep had been evading her for the past 2 hours. It was almost 2’o clock. I pulled my arms in, covered my face, knowing what was next. “Open your mouth!) He commanded. I opened my mouth and I felt my panties being shoved in. “This is going to hurt so bit down on them.”He grabbed my shoulders and with a quick shove his entire dick entered me.“MAAMAAHHA” I screamed into the panties; my eyes shot open. My butt clenched and my arms instinctively shot out to push him away. He grabbed both my arms and held them to my side. Without waiting he pulled back and shoved again.. Really good. He was sucking and slurping at my breast, eagerly trying to drink my milk, and I loved it. I let him do that for a few minutes, watching and feeling a strange combination of motherly love and deep arousal. The arousal was only intensified by the shame and thrill I felt knowing how taboo it was that my son was sucking on his mommy's titty again after all these years. Just then, I heard the familiar creaking on the stairs and realized my husband was coming down the stairs to the den.. It felt so foreign, but felt so good. I was still breathing hard when I felt him touch the long piece of metal. He had tapped it with something and it vibrated inside of me. I almost lost it then. "One more time?" He asked me as he tapped on the metal. I nodded my head. "This time six deep breaths, exhale through your mouth. On the last three, hold your breath to the count of five." He instructed. I loved that. I loved how he left me no choice but to follow his instructions. I took my first.