“Ohhh!… Sundar!… Mera rajabeta!”, panted Padmabati, “It was fantastic, darling! I am in heaven, Sona! Was I better than your lover ?”, she asked eagerly.
“Yes, Maa, you were a thousand times better than Rita “, said Sundar.
“Yes, Sundar beta, You are also fantastic. If only we had been more courageous before, we could have had lots and lots of enjoyment. After your father’s death, you and I were alone so many days in the house. We could have been enjoying each other instead of sleeping separately. At least from now on, let us not waste opportunities”, enthusiastic Padmabati smiled.
Sundar looked deep into his mother’s eyes and said, “Maa, I wish you were my fiancee instead of mother and if you don’t mind please please, I want to marry you and have you as my darling wife”.
Padmabati heart almost stopped beating. This would be her ultimate happiness, Oh Lord Krishna, being wife to her own dear son. She hugged her son tight and showered kisses on his lips and cheeks and said, “Sundar, my darling Beta, I would be most happy to be your wife. I love you so much.”
“Ohhhh My sweet darling Maa, It’s my long-time dream to marry you, I prayed God for this for a long-time, thank you Lord Shiva”, Sundar expressed his joy and gratitude to Lord Shiva.
Padmabati felt thrilled realising her son respected her so much that he wanted to marry her, not just enjoy his sex. But being a mature woman, she knew that it is not practical. She looked at her son with love and said, “Oh Sundar beta, my darling. I wish you that I could get married. But you know we cannot live publicly as husband and wife as marriage between son and mother in Indian society is not only crime but also the nastiest sin”.
Sundar felt unhappy. He asked his mother, “Is there a solution to this mother? I cannot live without you from now on”.
Padmabati replied, “I too cannot live without you, darling. But we can find a solution. We should just let things stay as there. I will be your mother for the outside world. But inside the house, I will be your wife. You get a job and we will move to other city. There we can make the house as our love nest.”
Having decided on that, Padmabati and her son indulged in an orgy of love making the whole day. Sundar found his mother insatiable and he was only too happy to fuck her as many times as she desired. Both the mother and the son felt they needed to make up for all the lost time. According to Padmabati’s plan, Sundar found a job in Baroda and moved in with his widow mother.
Three months went by in total bliss for the mother-son couple and the inevitable result was happened. Padmabati missed her period next month. When she missed her period second month also, she was more than confirmed that she had gotten pregnant by her hung son, Padmabati broke the news to her husband-son with great joy.
For Sundar, this was the ultimate in happiness. To add to his happiness, one day when they were in bed, Padmabati told him ,”Sundar Beta, now that I have been your wife for over three months and further I am carrying your baby, your elder sister says that it is appropriate now for me to wear a new mangal-sutra, otherwise the fate of our coming baby would be disastrous”.
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