Cult Fulfilling Family Mating Urges

Deepa was excited to be one of the founding members of the cult society, a small group of men and women formed over the last few months. It started with associations of members of a chat group, who exchanged fantasies, of how they would like to pursue a life of passion, lust and erotic existence, mating members within the family.

She was an avid contributor, suggesting from her personal experience that, while it is possible to find mating vibes and erotic fuck feelings with her son and dad, she desired another male as her husband, who can encourage her intimacy with her dad or son.

Her contribution started a lively interaction and exchange of views and desires, from other cult members on the chat group. Many confided that there would need to be opportunities to associate and include other desirable men or women as part of the cult family which will practice uninhibited intimacy and sex within such family.

So started the wave of passion for making such desire a reality. The cult made rules which would make the cult management act proactively to constitute families of members desirous of intimacy and mating, if necessary by providing new identities and defining relationships between them for a period of association desired by such members.

The cult management engaged top notch computer programmers and made Deepa and her son Rohan who made the suggestion for formation of families with mating members, as lead architects.

Deepa and Rohan were very excited. They reached out and contacted many of their cult members, who had their own unique stories of how they mated and fucked members of their own family. Knowing their stories helped conceptualize the features and links on the website of their cult group, its services and the interactive experience users can have in accessing the site. The site would be hosted in the dark net with several social media content pointers that can lead users to the site.

Deepa recalled the conversation with one of the recently inducted member Sandhya.

Sandhya : "Deepa Didi, I am glad you called".

"I am happy to learn that you are the design lead for developing our cult club website".

"You are indeed the right person."

"I was excited to hear you share your experience at our Cult Club last week of how Rohan, your son, proved to you, that he is the man, who can provide you with everything you needed".

" you vividly described the way he kisses and smooches you, drawing you towards him".

" I could not help touching myself, when you related the way he touches you, making your body get the comfort, of being cuddled, used while remaining in contact with his body".

Deepa: "Oh Sandhya, Yes I too found it exciting to relate my experience to our members. It was also nice taking to you at the Club".

"I must tell you, that I am liking the fact that Rohan my son is spontaneous and kinky".

"My experience of being his erotic life partner, mom, lover and as a fuck mate, has been an exciting one and it continues to be more thrilling with the new work we are entrusted with".

"It means a lot to help family members, connect to other family members more intimately, fulfilling their latent desires".

"You will be surprised Sandhya, to know, how many persons whome we meet and come across in our day to day lives, yearn to fulfil their fantasies, desires and erotic vibes with others including their own family members".

" And Sandhya, you may have met Vasanthi".

"Her pathetic story of how her husband lost his job and became a loser, developing a pessimistic outlook, and making her feel miscerable, after 12 yrs of her dull marriage, was heart rendering".

"Our Cult club reached out to her Dad, and learnt of his innate cravings for Vasanthi, his married daughter".

"With our help, Vasanthi got divorced and is enjoying offering herself for use, by her handsome Dad".

"You know that her Dad is a successful business man and CEO of Dillon Overseas Trade".

Sandhya : "Yes Didi, I see their corporate office on the Central Avenue - an imposing twelve storied building".

Deepa: "Haan Sandhya, thats right". "You will be glad to know that Vasanthi is now the private Secretary of her Dad and both of them are living out their dreams of hitherto unexplored love life".

Sandhya: "Didi, Its so scintlating to listen to each such stories of our cult club members".

"I would have missed the special session organised by our cult club in Essex farm house, had you not sent me the invitation for witnessing the induction of Deepak Mishra and his Daughter in Law Raveena Sharma".

"Raveena had a stunning figure and it was so erotic to see Deepak removing his daughter in law, Raveena's saree and making her stand in her tight transparent blouse and petticoat, during their experience sharing session".

"Did you see Deepa didi, Raveena was so shy, that she turned to her Dad Deepak, in the midst of their experience sharing".

"Most surprisingly, Deepak made it more all the more exciting and erotic for us, embracing and ravishing Raveena, smooching and kissing his daughter in law with his pent up lust, mauling her tits and ass, right in front of us, even to the extent of making her shudder and come right before us all, wetting her petticoat".

Deepa: "Yes, Sandhya, I ensured that only a handful of our core membership team was invited for their induction session". " And I am so glad Sandhya that you are enjoying the services our cult club provides".

"I may have to hang up, Sandhya". "Rohan wanted to take me out for dinner tonight".

"Meantime, I have sent you a compilation of the features, links and layout of our website". "Can you please review it and let me know your thoughts".

Sandhya: " Ok Didi, sure". "Will let you know".

"Bye".

Deepa went home to freshen up and wait for her son Rohan to show up from his Office. She took a leisurely bath, and put on the semi transparent yellow shiffon saree over her white embroided petticoat with laces at the bottom, the favourite attire Rohan liked. She had a contrast parrot green blouse with handstiched artwork and deep neck line which she knew to enhance her sexy appeal for her boy.

Rohan had taken his mom's suggestion and had joined the Synaptic Fashion House, which made him constantly exposed and connect with leading wardrobe designers, creative media professionals and the talented beautiful women who charmed the fashion world.

Deepa felt refreshed after her evening bath and she looked at her reflection in the mirror as her thoughts wandered to the beginnings of their erotic relationship.

Deepa had started her career as a lecturer at the same time Rohan had joined his college. Her husband Sandeep was a workaholic and was obsessed with his career as a Cardiac Surgeon. He could not resist when a Dubai Sheikh extended an invitation to him for being the head of the Cardiac Surgery Department in Emirates Superspeciality Hospital.

Deepa remembered the day her husband dissappeared into the Airport after waving goodbye.

TThe empty feeling Deepa felt got replaced with a feeling of warmth towards her son, when Rohan inserted his hands to entangled Deepa's fingers in his hands. It was like her son's reassurance of stepping in, as a male member and taking over the family female. that she was.

Deepa could recollect the feeling of pride she felt at that moment and how in a spontaneous moment, she turned to crush him on her chest, her tits on his chest and her face burried on his neck.

When she looked up and met his eyes, she saw the reassuance in her sons eyes. His eyes conveying it all.. that she was moving under his custody.

From then on she knew that they would progress, in fact she liked the romantic feeling very much. Her mind and heart started to foresee the building of new and nice memories.

As they lingered on in partial embrace, she recalled how they moved to a subway outlet where they ate tuna sub. She remembers how she wiped the tuna in the corner of her sons mouth and licked it.

Small events became delightful and wonderful - like giving her purse to her son, while telling him that she wanted to pee. She would come back and facing him adjust her saree, hiding her from the eyes of other men, while making it ok for her son to enjoy seeing her tits and cleavage.

She also liked getting into the metro rail in a crowd and facing her son when the crowd moved in crushing her onto her son. Her pussy area would mate with her sons' dick, where it appeared to feel safe -of being with its right mate. She liked it when her eyes locked with her son, even as his dick getting the surge to lift up and get pressed on over her pussy.

She recalled how Rohan used to flirt with her, even when his Dad was around, seizing on every moment, when she felt neglected, on account of some stupid indifferent attitude her husband, displayed almost with periodic consistency.

The women in her nourshed with such flirtations and attention, her son showed her. Those moments became her sweet memories, while she also understood and discerned the tell tale signs of a growing male, wanting to mate and fuck his mom and use her.

In one of her conversations with her close friend, Nayanthara, she recalled how she would tell her that, the forbidden ways would be always tempting and erotic.

Deepa would agree on her thoughts of how unspoken words of Rohan would make her heart skip a beat and the undercurrents of feelings stirring between her thighs, whenever she sees her son near naked coming out of the bathroom after his bath.

Nayanthara would tell her how a mother wanting her son to be with her, can be an unfolding episode of lust and excitement. Nayanthara herself had lived with her uncle during her college years, and after she took up a job, and became independent, could not resist visiting her uncle, especially after her aunts death. She enjoyed the attention her uncle gave her, soon to land up in his embrace and experience the delight of being romped, by an impoverished man, letting out his urges and using his neice to satisfy his male libido.

Nayanthara was an avid listener and each time Deepa rang her up, would pester her for the saucy tit bits of erotic episodes, of mom-son acting on their feelings to satisfy their mutual urges.

Deepa would agree that her bond with Rohan was indeed special. She felt young again, reliving and experiencing the long lost feelings of erotic sensations with the touching and hugging they gave each other. Her body wanted him, as much as she sensed, that his body too desired her embrace.

She had seen Rohan take a glance at her tits or inbetween her thighs, curious and yet unsure that it was proper. Deepa would sometimes engaging in conversation to give him more time to absorb and familiarize with her charms and feed his hungry desires.

Such mixed emotions would recur each day as sweet dichotomy of emotions, sometimes such feelings manifesting as a loving touching on his cheeks or face holding them with her hands to make him understand that she is ok with lusting for her.

Sometimes, a quick peck would linger on bordering on a smooch, conveying to Rohan that she loved him. She had started touching and feeling him often and so did he.

Jolted into reality by the ringtone, she moved in to pick up the call in the drawing room. It was Rohan.

Rohan : "Mom, I would be coming to pick you up in half an hour". "I hope you are dressed up and ready". "I had to manage a photo shoot at the Regent Hotel and after the session was over, treated myself to a lovely bath here at the hotel itself".

"I wish you were here mom".

Deepa: "Its ok Rohan". "I am glad that you remembered me". "Don't you worry, I am dressed up for our date dearest". "You drive safe and reach without any haste". "Mom is waiting for your hugs and kisses".

Rohan smiled as he kept the receiver down at his end, again, thinking how lucky he was to have relationship with his beautiful, sexy mom. He remembered his mom, as a woman who always resonated with his feelings. Her sweet touch and smile. not only comforted him all his life but had led him along a path they relished sharing.

Within a month of his Dads depature, he witnessed how his mom and dad could no longer sustain their marriage with a long distance relationship. Rohan recalled how on a rainy day, as they were sitting together on the couch enjoying the warmth of their relationship, his mom confided in him that she was divorcing his dad. It did not come as a big surprise to Rohan.

The following day, after Rohan's mom signed the papers for the mutual divorce and had it sent through DHL, there was a big surprise waiting for him at home. His mom did ask him, whether she could move around their belongings and do some rearrangement at home. Little did he anticipate, what he saw later in the evening.

It helped Rohan that day, when he was more relaxed than usual, with most of the tasks he was entrusted with getting completed earlier than he had expected.

When he got home, and rang the bell, it took a while before his mom appeared at the door. Rohan saw his mom in an attire he had never seen before. She was wearing one of his loose linen shirt. He did not see her wearing any bra or for that matter any underskirt. Her pink lace panties was all that was visible beneath his shirt and her ample projected inviting tits.

Her attire was completely at peace with her inviting smile as she hugged Rohan thrusting her tits into his chest, while giving him a smothering wet kiss on his lips.

Rohan liked the welcome very much, took his time to hug her back relishing the upsurge of his intimate erection upon seeing his moms beautiful tits. All he could sense was a calm resolve in way she behaved - as if to convey that her love is now 100% for the man whom she has let in at home, who will have the rights over her.

When Rohan looked for his change of clothes in his wardrobe, he could not find it. His mom hugged him again, kissing him once more and taking him by his hands led him up the stairs to the master bedroom. The shifting of his wardrobe was more than symbolic, it was a prelude to the act of a woman inviting her man to her sanctum santorum and conveying that she would now give him the pleasure that he deserves in owning and using her from that time onwards.

It was a spontaneous erection Rohan developed, as he continued to take in the beauty of his moms curves and her tits, he so lovingly desired to grasp and mash up. Rohan extended his arms to receive his mom. When his mom moved in, he hugged the woman, whom he now owned and smooched her endlessly for well over what seemed like a prolonged period of bliss and heightened throbbing of his dick rubbing against her clit.

Rohan was overcome with courage to grope her all over, and grasp her tits. He heard the loud moan of his mom when he did it. Her hands moved over his hands, which grasped her tits, as he started his act of loving aggression. He hastened to push her on the bed and mounting over her, moved up his mouth to devour her tits.

He knew now, that he has the right to use his mom for his pleasure. He saw his beautiful mom, close her eyes to relish the feelings of her son making love to her.

Rohan lifted his torso after sucking his moms tits, even as his hands were still over her tits, holding them in a grasp, he has always been earning to feel. He saw his mom slowly open her eyes and with her hands around him lowering his to her face for another lingering smooch. Rohan took it as an act of gratified relish, to reciprocate and acknowledge, the tirade of sexual passion, he unleashed on his mom.

His moms' panties now showed and her cunt mound was presenting to him, the delight that lay in store for Rohan. Looking into his moms eyes, Rohan removed his hands from her tits and with one swift movement, grasped her cunt mound, cupping it and giving it an aggressive mash up. He heard his mom hiss and mourn loudly. At that moment, all that Rohan could think of was that he would soon get used and accustomed to such mourns often times. He will soon learn to know her sexual behavior and the language of her moans, as an indication of how his actions in using his mom, gratify and please her.

He pulled down his moms panties and moved his face close to her pussy, savouring the smell he would soon get used to. He mouthed her cunt, even as he heard yet another deep mourn from her. He sucked and ate her cunt to his relish, as his mom squirmed under him, heaving to experience the long lost feeling of sexual bliss of mating with her love.

Neither Rohan nor his mom realised how time flew, as they enjoyed each other in the sexual passion, until his mom reached out to quickly remove all of Rohans' clothing, which he was finding difficult to get rid of, as he was indulging in his new found relish of getting ready to fuck his mom.

Both he and his mom knew, that Rohan would want to plunge his erection, into the depth of his moms cunt, soon, without much delay, in a way that, both would seek fulfilment in consumating their loving passion for each other.

When Rohan was completely nude, he took a moment to show his erection to his mom - a compelling sight, of a seven inch rock hard pulsating throbbing muscular member, which his mom immediately acknowledged, by wrapping her hands around it.

As they locked eyes again, for a brief moment, Rohans' hands ripped off the already unbuttoned shirt, to enable their raw bodies getting intertwined during the ensuing fuck session. The look on his moms' face revealed the pride she felt, in her sons' dick throbbing uncontrollably, with the lust they both felt for each other.

Both Rohan and his mom recognised at that moment, that the pulsating vibes of Rohans' dick would soon get resonated in the walls of his moms' cunt, which will become the abode of his dick often times from now on.

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His mom fgently held his throbbing dick, as he lowered himself on to her. She guided him to her clit for him to rub on it and familiarize with the contours of her cunt. Rohan enjoyed moving his dick over her pussy lips and getting the feel of the hold he would now plunge to fuck his mom.

Looking up, he said " Mom can I fuck you?"

Rohan would never forget the confirmation nod and facial expressions of his mother, it was so lovingly seductive conveying her desire to be fucked by her son. She softly and endearingly said, "Son, I have been dreaming of this intimate relationship and moment, of giving you myself, what you rightly deserve - to use me, fuck me and be my passionate lover".

Rohans dick entered his mother cunt with ease, as he said "fuck mom, its so fulfilling". He saw his moms cunt so wet and inviting, that he started romping her, feeling her thrust her pelvis, to meet his push in a slow settled rythm. He kissed her, every once in a while, increasing his pace and feeling her tits, holding her face to see her seductive expressions.

Surprisingly, he fucked her, for what seemed like, time holding still, untill he felt the convulsions of his moms body underneath, signalling her eruption and orgasm. He knew it would feel good for them both, if he also orgasmed. With one long passionate smooching kiss on her lips, Rohan let go his ejections, to feel his sperm fill all the crevices of his moms cunt and overflow on to the sheets, with the convulsions continuing to make him feel his moms wonderful orgasm, along with his own. The new bond of a wonderful relationship having commenced...

to be cont'd....