Chapter 10: The Resurrection
Vidya didn’t end up sleeping for long. By six she was up, still in that crop top, naked from the waist down, her body aching in the most delicious ways. She stretched, her muscles protesting slightly, a reminder of the night before.
The bathroom was filled with the soft, warm light of the rising sun, casting a golden glow over everything. Vidya looked at herself in the mirror, her blue eyes meeting her reflection. She looked different, her skin flushed, her eyes bright. She looked like a woman who had been well-loved, well-used.
After a long hot shower, she was out steam rising from her body covered barely in another tiny top and a thong that could just as easily not be there. She walked back to the bedroom, her hips swaying gently with each step. Aryan was already up, sitting on the edge of the bed, his laptop open in front of him. He looked up as she entered, his eyes taking in her barely-clad form. "Morning, Ma," he said, a soft smile playing on his lips. Vidya smiled back, her eyes flicking to the laptop. "What are you working on?" she asked, her voice soft. Aryan closed the laptop, his eyes never leaving hers. "Just some research for my final project," he said. "I have to present it next week." Vidya nodded, her eyes softening with affection.
"I'm sure you'll do great, beta," she said. "You always do." Aryan smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Thanks, Ma," he said. "I appreciate your confidence in me." Vidya walked over to him, her hips swaying gently. She leaned down, her lips pressing against his in a soft, lingering kiss. Aryan's hands came up to her waist, his fingers tracing the bare skin of her back. Vidya pulled back, her eyes meeting his. "I have to go practice," she said, her voice a soft purr. "But I'll be back later. We can continue...” Vidya walked out of the bedroom, leaving Aryan with a soft smile and a lingering gaze.
She found breakfast waiting for her on the kitchen table. She turned back towards the bedroom to blow a kiss of thanks to Aryan, who was still sitting on the bed, his laptop open in front of him. He blew a kiss back, his eyes following her as she walked out of the room.
The kitchen was filled with the scent of fresh coffee and toast. Vidya poured herself a cup, the rich aroma filling her nostrils. She took a sip, the hot liquid warming her throat. She sat down at the table, her eyes scanning the newspaper that lay open in front of her. She loved the feel of the crisp paper beneath her fingers, the way the words seemed to dance across the page.
Her dance practice lasted the usual two hours, her body moving with a grace and fluidity that belied the aches and pains from the night before. She loved the way her muscles stretched and contracted, the way her body responded to the rhythm of the music. She loved the way she could lose herself in the dance, the way it allowed her to express herself in a way that words never could.
As she finished her final pose, she felt a sense of satisfaction wash over her. She took a deep breath, her eyes fluttering closed as she held the pose for a moment longer. When she opened them, she found Aryan standing in the doorway, his eyes filled with admiration.
"Ma, that was beautiful," he said, his voice soft.
Vidya smiled, her eyes meeting his. "Thank you, beta," she replied, her voice filled with affection. "It's always a pleasure to dance for you." Aryan walked over to her, his hands reaching out to take hers. He led her to the edge of the stage, his eyes never leaving hers. "I can't believe you're still so graceful after everything we did last night," he murmured, his voice filled with awe. Vidya laughed, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "It's just a part of who I am, beta," she said. "I can't help it if I'm a natural." Aryan chuckled, his eyes darkening with desire. “So, what are your plans for today?”, Vidya asked lowering herself to her knees and fishing his cock out so she could actually start the day with a proper blowjob. Aryan groaned, his eyes fluttering closed as he felt her warm, wet mouth envelop him. “I have a few errands to run,” he managed to say, his voice thick with desire. “But I can always make time for this.” Vidya hummed, her tongue flicking out to taste him. She could feel him hardening in her mouth, his cock growing longer, thicker. She took him in inch by inch, her lips stretching to accommodate him. Aryan's hands came to her hair, his fingers tangling in her dark locks. He guided her, his hips moving in rhythm with her mouth. “You needed some things from the general store right?”, he asked his mother, who had her mouth full of his cock. Vidya hummed in affirmation, a muffled “a few things” around his shaft. The blowjob was so casual to her, like it was a morning routine, a way to start the day. Aryan was speaking again, “Oh I saw our neighbour Mrs. D’Souza walking around, you might not wanna do this in our balcony today” . Vidya let his cock pop out of her mouth, her eyes meeting his. “Why not?” she asked, her voice a soft purr. “She’s always prying, Ma,” Aryan said, his voice filled with exasperation. “Yeah, she is. I know she wants a taste of this” Vidya said engulfing his length again.
Aryan groaned, his eyes fluttering closed. "Really? I thought she was just a nosy neighbour” he panted. Vidya had to let him out of her mouth again, “She’s more than that, beta. She’s a lonely divorcee in her late twenties, what else is she gonna do with her time? She’s always looking for a way to spice up her life. I’ve seen her watching us from her balcony, she’s been trying to catch a glimpse of you, of us, for a while now.” Aryan’s eyes widened in surprise, “She has?” Vidya nodded, her eyes twinkling with amusement, “Yes, she has. I’ve seen her, peeking through the curtains, trying to get a better view.
She’s not subtle about it, but I don’t mind. It’s almost like she’s a part of our little game, our little dance. I’ve thought about inviting her in, letting her watch, maybe even join. But I haven’t yet. I want to see how far she’s willing to go on her own. Aryan's eyes widened in surprise, his cock twitching in her mouth at the thought of their neighbor watching them. Vidya felt his cock twitch his hand. “You want a threesome mom, or you want me to take my time with her while you watch?” he said , slapping his cock on her willing face. “Umm”, Vidya hummed, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt the hot, hard length of him against her cheek. “I guess you should visit her, fuck her and then get her to join us for a threesome. That way , we can both have our fun with her. But remember, beta, she's a woman, not a toy. Be gentle, be kind. Make her feel desired, wanted. Make her feel like a woman, not just a hole to fuck."
Aryan nodded, “mhm, because that’s your job isn’t it?”, he teased.
Vidya laughed, a sound that was both playful and sultry, “You know it. Mom, and a three hole slut”.
“But seriously ma, you really want me to fuck another woman? I mean, I know we have an... unconventional relationship, but I never thought you’d be okay with this.” Aryan's voice was filled with a mix of surprise and curiosity as he watched his mother, Vidya, lick her lips, his cock still glistening from her mouth.
Vidya looked up at him, her blue eyes meeting his. She could see the confusion in his gaze, the slight furrow of his brows. She reached up, her fingers tracing the lines of his forehead, smoothing them out. "Beta," she said, her voice soft, "I want you to experience everything life has to offer. I want you to explore, to learn, to grow.
And if that means exploring with another woman, then so be it. I trust you, Aryan. I know you'll be respectful, kind. You'll make sure she enjoys it as much as you do."
Aryan's eyes searched hers, looking for any hint of jealousy, of uncertainty. But all he found was love, trust, and a spark of excitement. He smiled, his heart swelling with affection. "You're amazing, Ma," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "I don't know what I did to deserve you." "You were born, beta," she said, “plus you have the amazing dick you let me suck on daily.” Aryan chuckled, his eyes softening with love. "I'm lucky to have you, Ma," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "And I'm lucky to have you," she replied. "Now, go on, get dressed. I'll make you some lunch before you go visit Mrs. D’Souza." Aryan nodded, standing up and pulling her to her feet.
“Alright, where to now?” he asked , checking if she had something to do or she was free to be on his cock. Vidya replied, walking towards the kitchen, “I have nothing to do right now, beta. I was just about to make lunch. Why don’t you use my holes while I cook?” Vidya suggested, her voice filled with a playful, sultry tone. Aryan’s eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered, a smirk playing on his lips. “Well, I was thinking of going to the store, but if you insist on being a good little slut while I’m here, I can certainly accommodate you.” Vidya laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Oh, I insist, beta. I insist.” She turned to the fridge, pulling out the ingredients she needed for lunch. Aryan watched her, his eyes tracing the curve of her back, the sway of her hips. He felt his cock stir, a familiar ache beginning to build.
Her thong was not doing much anyway, so he reached out, his fingers hooking into the thin straps and made way for his cock. Vidya accommodated him by staying turned away from him and starting her work on the lunch. He entered her with ease, her body still slick from the shower, her pussy ready for him. He started to move, his hips thrusting gently at first, then with more force as he got into the rhythm.
Vidya hummed softly, her hips moving in sync with his, her body swaying gently as she chopped vegetables. The sound of their bodies coming together filled the kitchen, a soft, wet smack that was almost musical. Aryan's hands came to her waist, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pulled her back against him, his cock sliding deeper inside her.
He leaned down, his lips pressing against her neck, his breath hot on her skin. “Best mother ever”, he said . “You only said that because you can fuck me all day”, his mother teased back , her voice filled with laughter. Aryan chuckled, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of her with ease. “Hawww”, he feigned offense, “You know I love you for more than just your holes, Ma.” Vidya laughed, her body moving in rhythm with his. “I know, beta. I know you love me for my mind, my soul, my...” she paused, her voice dropping to a sultry purr, “...my everything.” Aryan groaned, his fingers digging into her hips, pulling her back against him with each thrust. “You know just what to say, don’t you?” he said, his voice thick with desire.
Vidya turned her head, her eyes meeting his. She knew her teasing only made him desire her holes more. So like this and all other days , she let him have his way with her. And he happily fucked her, her juicy cunt swallowing his length. Vidya barely even paused her lunch prep, her hips moving in sync with his thrusts, the clatter of the knife against the cutting board a steady rhythm to their fucking.
She came a couple times while he used her, then lunch was ready. Aryan let her off and they quickly finished eating in twenty minutes. Vidya was still in her tiny top and thong, her body glistening with sweat, her hair a mess. Aryan was in shorts and a t-shirt, his body still hard from the fucking. They ate in silence, the only sound the clatter of cutlery against plates.
After lunch, Vidya stood up, her chair scraping against the floor. "I should get ready," she said, her voice soft. "I have a few errands to run before I go to the studio." Aryan nodded, his eyes following her as she walked out of the kitchen. He watched her ass sway gently with each step, his cock twitching at the sight. “You mind if in the meanwhile I visit our neighbour and test out your theory?” he asked. Vidya turned back towards him, a playful smile on her lips. “Oh, I don’t mind at all, beta. In fact, I insist. I want you to go over there, knock on her door, and tell her exactly what you want. Be honest, be open. Tell her you want to fuck her, that you want her to join us. But remember, be respectful, be kind. Make her feel like a woman, not just a hole to fuck.” Aryan nodded, a determined look in his eyes. “I will, Ma. I promise.” Vidya smiled, her eyes softening with affection. “I know you will, beta.
I have faith in you,” Vidya said, her voice filled with pride. She watched as Aryan stood up, his body still hard from their earlier encounter. He stretched, his muscles flexing beneath his t-shirt, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of desire. He was her son, her lover, her everything. And she loved him for it.
“Go on then, beta. Go and make our neighbor’s day,” she said, a playful smile tugging at her lips. Aryan chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “As you wish, Ma,” he said, his voice filled with affection.
Vidya went to the store after a while and he ended up at Maya D’Souza’s door. A brunette opened the door. A knee length dress on her, humongous tits , a flat tummy, and a round ass. She was a looker, no doubt. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw Aryan, her gaze flicking up and down his body, lingering on the bulge in his shorts. "Aryan, right?" she said, her voice soft, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "Maya, right?" Aryan replied, a smirk on his lips. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything." Maya chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "No, not at all. I was just... cleaning," she said, her voice filled with a playful tone.
"Come on in," she said, stepping aside to let him in. Aryan stepped into the house, his eyes scanning the interior. It was a cozy space, filled with the scent of fresh flowers and the soft hum of a fan. Maya closed the door behind him, her eyes never leaving his. "You know why I am here dear neighbour, why not let’s get to the point?" Aryan said, his voice steady and confident. Maya raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing on her lips. "Oh, alright”, she said, kneeling down in front of him. “Let's get to the point then." She reached out, her fingers tracing the bulge in his shorts. Aryan's breath hitched, his eyes darkening with desire. Maya looked up at him, her eyes meeting his. "You want me to suck your cock, don't you?" she said, her voice soft, sultry.
Aryan nodded, his voice thick with desire. "Yes," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. Maya smiled, her fingers hooking into the waistband of his shorts. She pulled them down, his cock springing free, hard and ready. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of innocence and seduction. “Damn, this is going to stretch me out. I can see why your mother can’t seem to get off this cock.” Her directness was a suprise, he hadn’t expected her to mention his taboo relationship.
But he liked it, it was refreshing. He reached out, his fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her head towards his cock. “You want it, don’t you?” he said, his voice filled with a mix of dominance and desire. Maya nodded, her eyes never leaving his. “Yes,” she said, her voice a soft purr. “I want to taste you, Aryan. I want to feel you in my mouth, in my throat.” Aryan groaned, his hips bucking slightly as he felt her hot breath on his cock. “Then do it,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “Suck my cock, Maya”. She showed her skills, taking him all the way in , in a single motion. Then she popped him back out, “boy, that went into my stomach. Jeeez.
, you’re huge. I’m gonna need some time to get used to this.” She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of surprise and awe. Aryan chuckled, his fingers still tangled in her hair. “Take your time, Maya,” he said, his voice filled with patience. “I’m not going anywhere.” Maya nodded, her tongue flicking out to taste him. She took her time, exploring every inch of him with her tongue, her lips, her teeth. She traced the veins that ran along his length, she sucked gently on the head, she took him in inch by inch, her throat relaxing to accommodate him. Then her throat got used to it, and his thrusts managed to easily slide up and down the entire length. She was a natural, her mouth was made for this. Aryan groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair as he felt her take him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate him. "Fuck, Maya," he panted, his hips moving in rhythm with her mouth. "You're so good at this." Maya hummed, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure through him. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and mischief. "I've had a lot of practice," she said, her voice muffled around his cock. Aryan chuckled, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth with ease. “I hope your other holes welcome me this well”. Maya was already thinking that, but she didn't say it. Instead, she kept her eyes locked on Aryan's, her mouth working his cock with a skill that was almost hypnotic. Aryan's breath hitched, his fingers tightening in her hair as he felt her take him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate him.
“Don’t cum inside me though”, she said muffled on his cock. “I like getting fucked with a fresh load on my face, you cool with that?” Aryan nodded, his voice thick with desire. “Yeah, I can do that.” Maya hummed, and took him back down her throat again. It slid down, far down, and entered her belly, tickling her stomach. She gagged slightly, but kept going, her throat relaxing to accommodate him. Aryan groaned, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth with ease. He could feel the heat of her mouth, the wetness of her tongue, the suction of her lips. It was incredible, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer.
He pulled out, his cock glistening with her saliva. Maya looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and curiosity. "What's next?" Aryan smiled, “how do you like it? You take your preferred position, and I’ll start”.
Maya stood up, lifting the hem of her dress up her ass and bending down , her hands on the armrest of the couch. Her ass was round and firm, her pussy glistening with anticipation. Aryan stepped forward, his eyes taking in the sight before him. He reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of her ass, the softness of her skin. He could feel her tremble at his touch, her body responding to his. "You're so beautiful, Maya," he murmured, his voice filled with desire. Maya shivered, her body arching into his touch. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice soft. “Which hole are you offering?” He asked to see how she wanted it.
Maya, her body still trembling from his touch, looked back at him over her shoulder. Her eyes were filled with an honest desire, “All of them”. Aryan smiled, seeing that she was comfortable enough, and nothing was holding her off. He reached out, his fingers tracing the seam of her ass, the softness of her skin.
“Ummm”, she asked tentatively, “can you fuck my ass slowly? Is that okay ?” Aryan nodded, his cock twitching at the thought. “Of course, Maya. I’ll be gentle.” He reached into his pocket, pulling out a condom. He rolled it onto his cock, his eyes never leaving hers. Maya watched him, her breath hitching as she saw the length of him, the thickness of him. “Unh unhh, no condoms.
I’m clean, and I trust you,” Maya said, her voice filled with a mix of nervousness and excitement. Aryan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. The condom came off.
Aryan's cock, bare and glistening, pressed against Maya's asshole. She moaned, “it’s okay. I am used to anal. I just want us to start slow”.
Maya's voice was a soft purr, her body trembling slightly as she felt the head of Aryan's cock pressing against her tight, puckered hole. Aryan nodded, his fingers tracing the curve of her ass, the softness of her skin. "I'll go slow, Maya," he murmured, his voice filled with a mix of desire and reassurance. He pushed gently, his cock sliding into her inch by inch, her body stretching to accommodate him.
Maya moaned, her fingers tightening on the armrest as she felt him fill her. It was a strange sensation, a mix of pleasure and pain, but she knew she could handle it. She pushed back against him, her body relaxing as she felt him slide deeper inside her. Inch by inch, she had taken him whole. Then she began rocking her hips on his cock. Giving him a luxurious view of one of the most spectacular asses he had ever seen. Aryan groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he felt her move against him, "Mmmm, you’re good. Look at you moving your ass , so sexy”. Maya felt a blush creep up her cheeks at Aryan's words, but she didn't stop. She continued to rock her hips, her body moving in sync with his. She could feel every inch of him inside her, stretching her, filling her. It was a strange sensation, but it was one she was quickly growing to enjoy. Aryan's hands came to her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to move with her. He started slowly, his hips moving in time with hers, his cock sliding in and out of her with ease. But as Maya's moans grew louder, as her body began to move with more urgency, Aryan's movements became more forceful, more insistent.