I Love My Mother Part 1
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Hi readers..!
This is my first ever story anywhere..So pardon me if I am wayward.
I have been a regular reader of may stories here..Incest, aunties etc..But let me honest to you most seem like fiction. I am not a stud, my dick is not abnormally huge, I am not the smartest boy..I am just normal (24 years of age).
In this story..I do not go about having sex with my mother directly..I have read stories where a boy sees his mother and has sex…I find that weird.
Here I would like to share my lust for my mother and how it all started and what did I do. My mother is not very beautiful, she does not have perfect figure..And neither she is thin.
Actually she is fat (around 45 years of age) but has a sweet face like all mothers. I know this may upset many readers but I dont want to lie and tell a fictional story.
I am a normal boy who is intrigued about sex and live in a joint family. I was always a studious boy and followed all rules and regulations imposed by my parents. When I was in school I did not even discuss about sex and all as I considered it taboo (and at that time internet was not as prevalent as it is now). However slowly I became aware about sex and masturbation ( I used to look at ftv while no one was watching and go to some porn sites).
When no one was at home I would open my clothes and masturbate while watching any item song on tv or any sexy picture in the entertainment section of the newspaper. One day afternoon ( when I was around 18) I was alone at home, I was reading to revive myself to an actress moving her boobs on tv,
I came across a pile of clothes which had been lying near the washroom for washing. I dont know what got into me I went there and found my moms panties within that stock, I picked it up and found it to be oddly of a large size (uptil this point I had never imagined anything in a sexual way about my mother, she was always a pillar of support to me). I took that panty , observed it, it was of light green colour.I laid down, covered my entire face with that panty and started smelling it and imagining my mom.
I stayed like that for about 30 mins..And believe me during that time I started imagining my mother in a all new light. I started imagining…What she would look like if the saree she always wore was removed from her body. She is a fat lady so the boobs and ass are also huge. I got an instant erection imagining that fat ass cheeks, I cummed instantly.
I wont lie..But I felt guilty and cursed my self after doing that but dont know the evilness in what I had done made me horny and the next few days I masturbated only thinking about my mom, I started making up fantasies in my head. Every story I read here I used to related it to my mom.
I started seeing my mom in a different way, whenever I used to sit beside here, I would try to observe here boobs, whenever she walked I used to see her ass. Whenever I got an opportunity I used to smell her panty and believe me that was heaven.I used to observe her lips and just imagined how would those look on my dick. I was literally getting mad.
My mother loved me very much but I knew if I made any move it would destroy our relation forever, so I was too afraid to make any move but I kept fantasizing.

One day, I was sleeping when my mother came to wake me up, and accidentally her pallu slipped, I just got a glimpse of her cleavage. It was the best day of my life, I went inside my blanket and started imagining a situation where my fat and plumpy mom is sitting on my dick and moving up and down moaning in pleasure and I am squeezing her boobs.
My mother was making me mad now, I dont know the reason as because she was not very beautiful nor very young, her boobs were huge but a little saggy and her ass was also big..But then also I just wanted to see her naked, lick her, squeeze her, spank her, make her moan, fuck her. I realize that I have hots for older women especially who are a little plump.
For a few years I kept masturbating using her panties and bra which were kept for washing, however my desperation was getting uncontrollable.I knew I could not tell her anything directly but something had to be done.
After much thinking, I came across a plan which I was sure sounded stupid but was my only chance. Recently,on one lonely afternoon, I place my phone on self recording mode and video record myself smelling my aunty (chahchi’s) and her daughter’s panty and bra.
My next step was to arrange for a new number and send that video to my mother at a time when she was alone so that she does not panic and shows it to anyone. I planned to msg her that if she wanted this video not to be shown to my uncle and others( I knew if someone came across that it would mean her son will be thrown out of the house in disgrace and it would affect the family and its name) she had to do what was asked.
I arranged for a new number, sent the video and msg to my mother and after doing so immediately switched off the phone in humiliation and fear that what the hell have I done.I locked the phone in my almirah and went out to clear my mind feeling scared as hell thinking what I did and why the hell did I do it.
The whole time I was feeling scared and excited thinking what if it worked..! I returned home in the evening, the house was all silent, everything seemed normal, my mother was serving food, I went straight to my room and checked the msg..No reply..I felt dejected..It had been 2 hrs and I was pretty sure she must have seen it.
I heard someone approaching, I hid the phone and saw my mom coming. Without telling me or giving me any chance to speak, she closed the door and started slapping me non stop. It was like lighting has struck, her slaps were tight believe me and the rage could be seen in her eyes, tears rolled down from my eyes..She kept slapping and telling..How can you do this..!!
Whether she complied or not is something which will be decided if readers like my narrative till here.
I will stop here..Let me know if you enjoyed..!
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Hi readers..!
I have received a few emails about my previous post, but would like to receive a few more feedbacks, especially from aunties who can provide me feedback from a mothers’ prospective.My email id is [email protected].
As I introduced myself in the previous story that I am a normal boy (without any superhuman organs) and have a mother who is not like an actress but is fat and plumy but with a sweet face. I eventually became drawn to her sexually but could never dare to convey it to her, so I took my video sniffing my chachi and her daughters undergarments and sent it to my mom in the hope that she would do anything to prevent the video from being shown to others which would be doom for her son. As I stated in my earlier post, as soon as my mother confronted me after I send the video and msg to her from an unknown number, she kept slapping me and tears rolled down from my eyes.
Now, she was hitting me with anger in her eyes and I was feeling very frightened. Just then it appeared someone was approaching the room, hearing that my mother left and I stood up and tried to act normal..It was our servant who had come looking for my mother to ask for something. I could not imagine what was happening, what I had done and what would happen next. T was something like I was dreaming, I sat on my bed feeling guilty and shamed. I was feeling ki I had done something very wrong and insulted our relationship, but just then whn my mothers face would come in front of me the guilt would disappear giving way to lust. I was fighting these feelings inside me and crying silently because of the pain and the beating. I would not lie but suspense was killing me that where would this all situation end..Will it be the way I had decided.
After an hour or so, I summed up some courage and went to my mothers room to apologize. I did not know what to say and how to react, so I went inside her room, she was lying on the bed with her face covered in the pillow, and by the atmosphere of the room and her silent sobbing, I was sure it was quite sometime from when she was crying. I stood there stumbling but let me tell you was getting turned on by the situation, coz since my mothers head was inside the pillow, her back was visible to me and I could see the strap of her white bra. In my head I started imagining what it would be like seeing her only in that bra. Rubbishing these thoughts and focusing on the situation, I drew up the courage and said:
Me (very slowly) : mummy..Hua kya..Kuch to boliye pls..Mujhse kuch galti hui hai kya?
I did not get any answer, I stood there silently and only my mom saw me a few times with a look suggesting I had killed someone.
After a few more times of asking, she just handed over me the phone with the video opened, I stood there acting shocked as if it was the first time I was seeing it. I thought it is better not to say anything but the silence was kiiking me and then suddenly:
Mom: tumk zara b sharam nahi aayi..Yeh sab kya hai..Hmne ye sikhaya tha tumhe..
Me: sorry maa
Mom: sorry..Tumhe sharam nahi aayi..Chachi maa saman hoti hai..And tum ye sab (there was tremendous anger in her voice)
Me: mummy sorry..Aage se kabhi nahi hoga..Aap bolo to main ghar se chala jaunga khi aur..But pls kisi ko mat bolna..
Having told her that I was sorry and that if she wanted I would leave the house and go somewhere else to study/work did the trick. She shrudded me and told me not to show my face to her as I did not deserve to be her son and get out of the room.
I did as I was told.But two things kept running into my mind..
1. She did not show me the msg which I had ent
2. She did not question who shot the video..I am sure this would be running in her mind.
I went into my room, told myself..Forget everything for a few hours coz what I had already done no need to fell guilty and whatever will happen cannot be controlled. My only fear was that mom does not tell my father about anything. I closed my room, laid down closed my eyes and started imagining the bra strap and the assets they would be hiding. My mom had genuine tears which made her loom much more innocent and sweet and I may sound like a pervert but I felt like fucking her then and there, in my room, I masturbated thinking about she scolding me while I fuck her..Believe me that was awesome.
I checked the phone every few mins to see of any reply but it has been 5 hrs but no reply, I stayed in my room reading a few stories here and imagining weird stuff.I liked one story in which a son marries his mom and thought I will do it one day.
Suddenly the phone vibrated, it was not my regular phone but the one hidden in the almirah. I rushed as if there was an earthquake, grabbed the phone and saw that a msg has been received from my mother. I was stunned and elated. It was like this is the best situation, something in me did not wasnt the msg to be opened as this situation was the best where you dont know what will happen next. But I could not control myself and read the msg.
The msg stated that who the hell are you and are you not ashamed,,my son is only a child and why are you doing this. What do you want??
How could I explain..What I wanted..I wanted her..But I sat down thinking hard what should be my next message.After much thinking..I messaged that I was someone she knew..And I did not intend to any harm to anyone if she did what I told. And if it was not done I would simply send the video to everyone in the family.
As soon as I sent the msg..Reply came within a few minutes as if she was waiting for the message..It read..How much money do you want?
I simply told her it is not money..Just be ready to do what I say and when I say..And dont worry nothing harmful.
After the msg I did not get any reply and lied down feeling a little happy..It felt that if I keep my senses I may be in with the chance of my life.
During dinner time, my mother avoided me..Did not even serve food to me..But no one in my family could guess if anything was wrong except me. Even of I asked for a chappati..My mom told my father to pass it or my servant to serve it rather than talking to me directly.
The day ended, I went into my room thinking,,now what.. What I had thought till now seemed to be working, it would be an idiotic step to msg her to go sleep with your son..No one is that stupid and she will come to know it was me. I told myself..Slow and steady wins the race , so I decided not to do anything stupid and play it slowly, and thought my next message will be the next day after everyone leaves.
After the eventful day, I slept and the next morning, the story was the same my mom avoiding me..Must tell you she appeared more sexy when angry..! As soon as the morning chores were over, I msged her something which even I did not think ever..And I may say it felt that that would be stupid..But I went with my impulse and sent the msg that I dont want anything just I need you to talk to me like a girlfriend over msging..Nothing else..
I sent the msg and immediately felt that hopefully I had not done anything stupid. I went again to my mom to say sorry and again she ignored me and yelling me to get out.
As expected the rely came which said are you insane..What you mean by that..I replied do not forget the video is still with me and it is just simple chatting.
This msging with my mother was making me horny as because she was playing into the trap..She msgd pls tell me what do u want and dont play games.
I messaged back saying her to obey what I was saying and I dd not want to hurt anyone not even her son..I think it was the mention of her son that made the difference and she told that she will msg only when her husband is not around but if the video is sent to anyone she will tell all about it to her family and it will be trouble for me.
We started messaging..Slowly..It started with good morning , good nights..Slowly I started sending smileys also. I observed my mother in the meanwhile ad she acted normally.She was avoiding me and till now had not forgiven me for the video and honestly I did not care..I was enjoying the messaging with her.
For a few days..I regularly message her casually like that she was doing etc and reply was timely, though it appeared to be a little cold and disinterested.
After a few days, I got bored of this good morning and good night, I messaged:
Me: kya kar rahi ho?
Mom: nothing..Baithi hu..
Me: main b bore ho raha hu..Can I tell you something?
Mom: hmm..What?
Me: I genuinely love you..Mujhe malum hai you will not believe.
Mom: I dont even know you and tumne jo mere bete k sath kiya hai vo main nahi bhul sakti.
Me: hmm..I dont blame you, jo b I love you
Mom: aur koi baat karo pls
Such coldness made me angry..And I decided to be a little more aggressive.I sent the video again to her
Mom: ye wapas kyu bheja mujhe?
Me: ye yaad dilane k liye ki I still have it..Acha jo puchunga bologi?
Mom: ye galat baat hai..Kya puchna hai?
Me: kya pehni ho abhi?
The rely came a few mins late:
Mom: ye kaisa ghatiya question hai
Me: I need a reply
Mom: saree
Me: bachi mat bano..Sirf saree??
Mom: I am not liking this pls
Me: pls ans..I dont want to be rude
Mom: blouse and petticoat b
Me: aur..?
Mom: aur kya..Pls ye sab baat mujhe nahi karni..Pls video delete kar do and mujhe chor do.
Me: bolo na..Panty and bra nahi pehna kya..Kon sacolor ka hai..
Mom: pls
Me: bolo na
Mom: haa pehna hai..
Me: describe karo na theek se..Color k sath
Mom: white and pink.
Me: theek se naam leke.
Mom: panty pink colr ki and bra white color.
Me: hmm..Kabhi thong pehna hai??
Mom: ye kya hota hai.?
I sent her her a pic of a thong.
Mom: chii..Pls I dont want to talk to you..Mere bete ko maaf kar do.
Me: bolo na..Pehna hai kya
Mom: nahi
Me: acha apni panty ko kholo do and uska ek photo mujhe bhejo na..
Mom: never
Me: video sab ko bhej du?
Mom: pls aisa mat karo..
She sends a pic.
Just seeing that picture made me horny, it was a huge pink panty..With a little wetness..I became mad, and felt I had to smell that.
I told her to spit in her panty and send a pic..She did that.. I know after spitting she would not where that panty again and would keep it for washing and that is when I would pounce on it.
As soon as he kept the panty near the washroom, I picked it up and started smelling ..It was awesome, I cummed immediately.
What I had done is crossed the first hurdle, I know if she can send me one pic, she will do whatever I say.
But I had still not fucked her and believe me all this chatting with my new girlfriend was making be hornier.
I will stop here and see the response I get, if there are readers who like it do let me know at my email 
I know many people will find the story slow but friends as I told you that this is a real story and in reality it does not happen instantly.
Waiting for our reply..!
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Hi again readers..
On the onset, would like to thank the few people who took the trouble of appreciating my post and emailing me. I would like to tell the incident as it happened (may be it is a little slow) . For those who have not read my previous posts, do read them before going forward with this one.
Before starting this part, I would like to admit the fact that I am not sure why I am writing these personal stuff here for everybody to read, but to be honest it gave me a thrill when I read some of the stories here and when I could believe that they were true I would love them even more. So I thought that people must get to know what actually happened with me. Again, I would request you to keep encouraging me and providing your feedback to may email [email protected].
As you must have read, I took my first bold step by asking my mother (in messaging) to send me a picture of her panty, and that is when I got the picture of the pink panty which let me be truthful was awesome and made me horny as soon as I received it. This is because, its a strange turn on when a woman of your dreams sends you the one thing you have been smelling for so many days without telling anyone.
The day which I received the picture, I felt it was like a victory and masturbated just imagining what would be going I her mind while sending the picture. How she would have locked the door, gotten angry with the msg sender, closed the curtains.
Then she would have slowly picked up her saree and petticoat and would have pulled her panty down (ohh wow..Just thinking of it is giving me chills) moving down through her huge thighs and fat legs.She would have put the panty onto the bed, clicked the picture and then sent. I could not believed I was seeing at something which she was wearing a few mins ago. That day I simply msged her good night and slept feeling like the first level of a difficult game was cleared.!
The next few days, I tried to chat with her normally, occasionally I asked for the picture of her panty but nothing else, co what I believed is that forcing someone too far at one go would harm what I was trying. I wanted her to get comfortable with me so that she would be more cooperative.
I started chatting with her about movies, what does she do, how often she goes out, how much she has studies, etc. I dont know why she was replying but the fact is she was answering my msg may be in fear of her son’s video. While chatting, I would masturbate seeing her msgs, and once when she sent a smiley to me, I felt like going to her room taking my dick and inserting it inside her mouth.
Let me tell you, that my mother was still mad at me for doing what I did, but I kept saying sorry and she was melting slowly, so I knew I was in control of the situation. One afternoon, after I saw the situation was the house was quiet, I msged her:
Me: good afternoon..! Kya kar rahi ho madam.?
Mom: kuch nahi..Bas saara kaam khatam hua hai, thodi der rest karungi.
Me: hmm..Acha ek baat puchu..?
Mom..Hmm..Pls kuch faltu baat mat karna..I request you.
Me: nahi..Dont worry, tum apne bete se bahut pyaar karti hogi na..Jo ye sab kar rahi ho..
Mom: jaisa b hai..I love him very much..
Me: mujhe b aisa pyaar karo na pls
Mom: fir chalu, pls kya bol rahe ho..
Me: mujhe b pyaar chaiye..I really love yu
Mom: pls..Dont start
Me: hmm..Ok..Jaisa bolo..Par pls ek request manogi pls..Dekho I know I have the video and all par ek request karna chahta hu..And ye genuine wala request hai..Pls mana mat karna
Mom: kya
Me: mujhe apne paas sula lo na ekdm chipka k..I want to sleep like a baby bina tension, pls aisa karogi..
Mom: kya faltu baat hai..Ye kaise hoga
Me: nahi I dont meant asli mein..Bas in msg just pretend tum mujhe sula rahi ho and I m sleeping beside you pls..
Mom: ok
Me: kya main ekdm tight se chipak k so jau tumse
Mom: haa so jao
Me: ekdm chipak gaya hu tumse, ek leg tumhare upar rakh diya hai nd ekdm tight se pakad liya hai tumhe.
Mom: hmm..
Me: (i thought I was hitting the right notes..And I was feeling turned on.) main aise hi sona chahta hu..Bina tension, sulaogi na mujhe..Pls..Isme to kuch nahi hai
Mom: haa sula dungi..No prob..Chote mein bete ko aise hi sulati thi.
Me: hmm..Daily aise hi sounga..Tumhr bura to nahi lagega na
Mom: nahi.
Me: acha ye batao na..Aaj kon si color ki panty pehni hai..
Mom: pls abhi fir chalu mat ho..Acha nahi lagta.
Me: sirf bolo na..Picture mat bhejna.
Mom: green
Me: hmm (i started thinking about the green panty and stroking myself)
Mom: kya maa milta hai ye sab karke?
Me: I love you, acha kuch bolunga imagine karogi pls..
Mom: mere pass option kaha hai
Me: tum leti hui ho na?
Mom: ab isme kya hai
Me: pls imagine karo ki tumhara baby tumse chipak se soya hua hai..Usko mil pilana hai tumko..Pilaogi..
Mom: pls stop this non sense.
Me: pls, dudu pilao na..I am not asking you to do anything, thoda dudu peena hai..Just imagine and tell me how yu wud do it.
I prepared myself to imagine whatever she would tell and enjoy myself.
Mom: maine usko chipka lungi ekdm and milk pila dungi..Simple
Me: aise nahi, pls batao na..Acha main bolta hu..Mujhe bolna galat hai kya.
Mom: hmm
Me: main tumse chipak gaya hu ekdm, and you open your blouse and cover my face with your pallu, and insert one of your nipples in my mouth while holding the boob so taht mujhe peene mein dikkat nahi aaye and flow bana rahe
Mom: hmm..Baut imagine kar rahe ho..Main budhi hu
Me: I love you, main aise hi chipak k, tumhare pallu k neeche, tumhare nipple ko choosna chahta hu..Tumhare ass pe hath ferte hue, and panty sungte hue.
Mom: bahut ho gya..Sharam karo..Tum hadh se aage jaa rahe ho.
Me: pls, main sirf imagine hi to akrne bol raha hu
Mom: ye galat hai
Me: galat sahi kuch nahi, pls mujhe dudu peena hai, and peete peete main itne jor se kaatunga ki tum chilla padogi, and tumhare panty ko b pure muh k andar daal lunga..
Mom: baad mein baat karti hu
Me: nahi pls, suno na
Mom: pls chor do mujhe..
I thought, I was rushing, so decided not to stretch. But honestly, this chatting had made me very horny.
Me: ok, jaisa tum bolo. But pls mujhe apni bra and panty ki pic bhejo na
She sent the picture.
And with that picture in my head, I searched the internet for videos of fat women. I saw soft porn, not the hardcore stuff. I really enjoyed it, where young boy saw bulging cleavage and panties of women.
Seeing those videos and my mom’s panties, I cummed more than once.
I was happy deep down, because I thought I was on the right path and if I kept going properly, will reach where I dream of.
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Hi Readers,

On the onset, I would again like to thank the few people who have read the incident thus far and have taken the trouble of sharing their views with me. All the feedbacks are valuable to me ( to be honest, not all..!!), so please keep expressing your views to the email Id [email protected]. Your feedbacks give me enthusiasm to keep sharing my incident. What I look forward is the views of mothers ( I dont know whether any mother reads such stuff or not, but if there is any would like to hear from them..)

As you must have read, I had started talking to my mother in msgs, we used to talk often and most of them would be normal stuff (what are you doing, lunch, dinner etc). At times, I would ask for the picture of her panty, and to my surprise there was much less resistance from her side. Once I got those pictures, there is no guessing what I would do, plus the smelling also continued. I was surprised, all this never seem to lose its excitement, every time I used to smell or see the pics, it would give me the same thrill.

In the real world, my mom was still mad at me, but the anger was slowly disappearing. May be she had accepted that it was a one off incident and was trying to forget. She was not properly talking to me but the situation was improving. But let me tell you one thing,may be I am wrong but it seems that she was getting more and more desirable everyday. It appeared that she was getting more curvaceous at the right places. It was like I was getting more and more drowned in my world of fantasy and it was the only thing I was thinking of.

One fine morning, when I woke up, I felt very week and my head was paining. Quite soon it was clear that I was down with some flu and will have to rest a day or two at home in my bed. For most this would sound like a curse, but I was fine with it, coz knew I had my mom (girlfriend) for company. She took care of me in reality and told me to sleep after giving me my medicines. I lay n my bed waiting for my dad to leave, as soon as he left, I took out my phone and in an instant with the excitement of a baby I msged-

Me: Hi..what u doing madam

I did not get any reply for a few mins. You all will acknowledge that when you are waiting for a reply from someone, even a few mins seems never ending. Suddenly I say my mom coming into my room, she asked me if I needed something, and when I said no, she went to her room.

Soon, I heard my phone beep, it appeared to be the sweetest sound in the world. I hurriedly picked up and read the message.

Mom: Kuch nahi, nothing..u say..

Me: I am resting, not well.feeling very weak aur acha nahi lag raha ekdm.

Mom: ohh…pchh..my son is also not well. Hope both of you jaldi se theek ho jao..

Me: Hmm, acha nahi lag raha ..I am feeling restless.

Mom: Can understand..pchh..

Me: I am in severe pain..bahut takleef hai..

I think she could feel my pain and restlessness, and was feeling sorry for me. She is a very good person at heart and cannot see other people suffering.

Mom: hey bhagwan..pchh..wish I could help.

Before I could reply to her msg, another ping popped up.

Mom: Please try to think something other than pain, it will help you relax.

Me: Hmm

Mom: want to knw..what is the color today.? tumhe acha lagta hai na..colour pata karna..bolu main..

I could not beleive what I read..I dont knw why a chill went down through my spine, this was a huge boost for me..

Me: hehe..I knw you get irritated..but sorry, I love it..isliye puchta hu..pls tell me na..kon sa color hai..

Mom: bhup badmash..its orange today..but kya maza aata hai isme..why do you want to know the colour?

Me: hmm..orange..good..are mujhe fascination hai bahut..If i be honest, I love to imagine you wearing them.

Mom: Again you have started, fir chalu tumhara voh sab faltu baat.

Me: No seriously, I cannot control myself.

Mom: Hmm..why so..what do you like in them..

Me: I dint know..merely the fact that tumne vo pehna tha, just the fact that you had them on gives me a feeling that cant be explained.

Mom: I am old, kyu karwate ho ye sab mujhse.

Me: You are still the most beautiful and sexy women for me. I cannot control myself as soon as I see your panties.

Mom: ok stop baba..you want to see the orange one, I can send you the picture.

Me: Hmm..pls send..

I got the picture, and to my surprise, It was not a normal picture, the panty was half way down the legs of mom and then she took the picture. I was imagining what she would have done. She would have taken the panty down to her knees to take the pic, the panty was all roughed up in the middle as if it had been pressed by something huge. That sight was enough to give me a very hard erection.

Mom: kaisi hai?

Me: putting words to the feeling will be like insulting the thought.

Mom: haha..since you are not well, this was a get well soon from me.

Me: In that case, can I ask you one thing, please dont say no..

Mom: kya??

Me: I have this fascination, aapko bolu..will you do it..

Mom: no way..aur kuch nahi

Me: Pls na..I am not well.

Mom: what is it?

Me: I want you to wear a thong, pls and send me a picture.

No reply for a few mins, and my heart started beating fast, if the ans came as Yes, I am drop dead due to happiness.

Mom: you should sleep rather than making such outrageous demands, mujhe itni baat nahi karni chaiye tumse.

Me: Pls..

Mom: I will not do it, and even I said yes, I dont have those things.

Me: In the vidoe your son was sniffing his aunties thongs only, pls you can wear that.

Mom: you are out of your mind, will talk later.

Me: no pls dont leave me.

Mom: you leave me with no option.

Me: Its a genuine request..mere liye pls

Mom: I cannot send you any pic, sab kuch dikhta hai usme.

Me: pls..I want to see you wearing it..cannot stop myself imagining.

Mom: that will not happen

Me: I beg you, problem kya hai.

Mom: problem ye hai..ki after you mentioned about thong a few days back, I realised I had one of them and tried them, and my husband made a joke out of it, mujhe bahut embarrass hona pada, and that has hurt me a lot.

Me: Suno, I dont knw about anyone else, but mere liye you are the most beautiful woman. I am happy ki tiy tried wearing them. Pls do it for me once

Then, I had an idea, I immediately messaged her.

Me: ok, I will give you an alternative, isme naa mat krna..as I agreed to you not giving a pic of you  wearing a thong.

Mom: kya?

Me: I want you to wear a thong and uske upar petticoat pehn lena, but I need the petticoat to be very low, so that I can see the thong line starting. Pls

Mom: ye kya mazak hai

Me: Pls , dekho I have kept your word, ab meri baat maan lo

Mom: Hmm..

Me: acha tell me..kon si color ka hai..ye to batao.

Mom: what color..its cream..par tum ye sab kya karwa rahe ho mujhse.

Me: Pls be with me na..batao na kya kar rahi ho?

Mom: nthing, locking the door (I heard the door being locked next room)

Me: Hmm..bolti raho na pls..kya kar rahi ho..I want to hear.

Mom: are kuch nahi baba..opening my saree..

Me: hmm..(I started imagining the scene)
She was wearing a red saree today, she must be opening it, which will leave her with only the blouse and the petticoat. All this was making me mad.

Me: are kaha gyi..tell me wat you doing

Mom: uff baba..almirah se nikal rahi hu abhi

Me: kya?

Mom: dont fool around..you knw what

Me: bolo na pls

Mom: panty baba..

Me: pls pehhne se pehle, give me a picture na

Mom: ok

I received a picture, readers I cannot explain how I was feeling. It was like the best day, I could not believe my mother was going to wear that piece of cloth for me. It was a cream thong, it was very tiny..I was imagining I will not even cover 30% of the area given its size..leaving her entire bottom naked. The line of this cloth would run down the ass crack of my mothers back, and I was sure that thread would immerse inside her crack in-between the two huge cheeks. I started feeling the urge to masturbate, but told myself to control as it would ruin the excitement for a little later.

Me: ab kya kar rahi ho?

Mom: I have opened the panty I was wearing..kya kya karwa rahe ho mujhse..this is not right..

Me: Hmm..orange wali khol di??

Mom: Yes..mujhe acha nahi lag raha ye sab

Me: you are doing it for me, pls..aage bolo na pls

Mom: pehnne to do

Me: hmm..kaisa lagta hai yr pehna k tumhe.

Mom: I dont knw..ajeeb hi hai..it feels peeche kuch hai hi nahi

Me: Hmm..acha mujhe dudu peena hai..

Mom: what? abhi..pehle pic nahi chaiye kya??

Me: haa chaiye..main khud pee lunga dud..tum bas blouse and bra kol do

Mom: are pehle panty to pehn lu..

Me: nahi pls khol do na..dudu peena hai abhi k abhi

Mom: hmm..khol diya..u r a mad person..kya kya karwa rahe ho

Me: Hmm..main ekdm choos raha hu..baby ki tarah tumhare.

Mom: Hmm..ok..if that relaxes you..ab ruko do min tumhari pic deti hu..

Me: suno na..apni back ki pic dena na..petticoat neeche thodi and upar backless puri..pls..mirror k reflection ka pic le lena pls

Mom: are ye kaise hoga..its very difficult.

Me: Pls try na..ho jaega..

I had started stroking myself, despite forcing myself to wait..I could not control myself, the scene coming before my eyes of my mom backless wearing a thong was too much..

Mom: ok trying..tum 2 min dudu pio..let me try

Me: hmm..

After 2 mins, I again msged.

Me: what happened?

Mom: yes, I think I may have succeeded in getting the pic.

Me: waah..send it jald se

Mom: No

Me: mane..?? dont joke abhi pls ( I was about to reach my climax)

Mom: means..I will send it to u..no problem..but I need something in return

As soon as I read this I stopped shaking and msged properly.

Me: see..main video anhi dunga apko..itni jaldi..

Mom: I knw dont worry, I need something else.

Now, this got me thinking, I was in such a position, I would have even given my life for that pic right now..but what did she want.?

Me: what do you need?

The reply which I got, was very interesting and changed the course of my relationship with my mother further.

I will continue the story further, because as I told you this is a true story so I wanted to write as it happened.
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Hi readers,
Sorry for the delay and thank you again for the emails that some of you sent appreciating/criticizing the posts. I want to express again that all feedbacks are valuable but please people do understand that I am not an idiot who would trade pictures or something so please do not go overboard.
One more thing, which I would like to express is the fact that I am saddened by knowing that aunties do not read such posts..Because I have not heard any feedbacks from females (and yes all those boys/men writing emails under fake female names..Please grow up..I am not gay.!). Its not that they would not enjoy these posts, so I would request aunties, if they read these stories, to at least let me know their feedback at [email protected].
Coming back to where we left:
I had received the message sent by my mother cum girlfriend and was feeling both excited as well as scared opening the message.
I knew what I would do after seeing the picture that must have been sent in the message, I would masturbate, that was known..But what was exciting me was the entire process. The fear that what my mother has done, the goose bumps I was getting to imagine to see her in that way.
All these thoughts running in my mind, I opened the message, for a few mins I did not look at it, it appears that the journey is far more exciting than the destination.
My cock was fully erect and was twinging by the excitement of what was to come, as soon as I saw the picture, it was like I was transferred to another world.
Readers, to be honest, I will never be explain what I felt at that time, it was like automatically my hand went to my cock and started rubbing it vigorously, what I was seeing was just out of the world. The picture in front of me was of my mother, I could not imagine that she had worn a thong for me which I could see the thread that was clinging onto her waist and a portion of that was running down her ass. Her ass was huge literally huge,
I knew she was fat but this much I did not know. It was the most amazing site..May be it was not all nude more of a soft porn but that site was amazing..And to add the cherry on top, she was wearing nothing on top, her bare back was looking so smooth that it was hard to believe that she was the lady I was living with for so long, at that moment I could have died if anyone gave me the opportunity to run my lips through that bear back running down to her waist and the small gap between the waist and the point where the ass crack emerges. What I was seeing was unimaginable, and yes my cock was feeling the same. I have watched porn where girls with perfect figure and shapely backs show off their assets, but this was different..
There was no hour glass figure, no perfect shapes (whatever numbers they assign to it) but what was there was more divine than everything I have ever seen..The sexiness lied in the imperfection, the chubby body with fat bulging out from the sides of the back, the petticoat covering the huge ass and the best was the single thread running around the waist. Though her face was not visible in the pic, my head was imaging the pic along with her face which was giving me uncontrollable excitement.
With the picture in one hand, my other hand was rubbing very fast, and to be honest I came out very soon, and I did what I had never imagined I will do, I took some sperm and put in on my phone pretending that I was putting it in my mothers mouth..And believe me I was getting a different high doing so..
Just then I received a message:
Mom: mujhe batana..How was the pic..I will talk later..Kuch kaam hai ghar ka..Ok bye..
I was so tired and overwhelmed that at that moment I could not reply only, with the picture in one hand and the other hand soaked in sperm over my cock..I laid there..And soon fell asleep..
I may have slept blissfully for a few hours, when I was woken up by a knock on my door. I was lying in more or less the same position, I quickly arranged myself and answered the door. It was the servant telling me that mom was calling me.
I was surprised, because mom was not talking to me , so why was she calling me. With a little confusion running in my mind, I went towards my mom’s room. I saw her sitting alone and gazing up towards the ceiling , I went inside the room and stood there silently..( I must tell that given the color of her saree I bet she was wearing the same petticoat, this was making me excited, but I had to act serious):
Mom: baith jao waha..Sit down
I silently sat down but my eyes were quietly gazing her body basically I was undressing her with my eyes.
Mom: we have not talked for a while, and you know why..You should be ashamed of yourself.
Me: I am sorry and ashamed..Mujhse galti ho gyi ( in my mind, I was thinking what she is doing is also the same)
I could not understand why suddenly this discussion, all was going fine
Mom: ye sab kab se chalu hua tha..From when were you doing these all things..Sharam aani chaiye tumhe
Me: mom it was the first time, pehli baar tha..And I regret it..Pls forgive me..Aage se nahi hoga kabhi..
Mom: ek baar bhi kyu hua..Tum aise to nahi ho..You are a decent boy..Then why so
Me: maa..I could not control, malum nahi kya ho gya tha..It was in the spur of the moment that I did this
Mom: spur of the moment, are you and..Tumne kya kiya hai tum samajh b rahe ho..
Me: sorry..
Mom: aur bhi kuch kiya hai kya tumne..Should I be aware of any other such incident, agar hai then now is the time to tell me..
Me: nahi mom..That was the only time..I was a little excited..And I committed the mistake.
Mom: mistake..That was not a mistake..It was a sin..Paap tha vo
Me: sorry mummy
Mom: and excited bhi the..To kisi k gande kapde kyu touch kar raahe the..Why the hell dirty clothes of someone and that too of your aunt and niece.
I was thinking what should I answer..All these talk was making me uncomfortable..Talking in messages is a separate issue and in reality a different ball game all together.
Mom: bolo kuch..Don’t be quiet.
Me: kya bolu main..I am ashamed
Mom: when you were doing that, was there someone else also..Koi aur tha waha..??
I instantly thought may be she wants to know who was messaging her..I planned to play along.
Me: doing what maa?? Kab??
Mom: are..When you wer holding the panty and smelling it..Koi tha kya..
In the spur of the moment she said this and now she realised that she had gone wrong, hearing these words from my mother’s mouth was making me mad and I was enjoying it, and I could see now she was uncomfortable..
Me: nahi maa
Mom: you should not have done that..Nahi akrna chaiye tha tumhe..I always thought you are an ideal son
Me: maa..I just smelled them..Nothing else..
Mom: no..Not only smelled..You were using them to do you know what..
I was enjoying this as hell..
I will stop here..But this conversation did not end here..It was an interesting conversation which takes the story to an interesting level.
I get emails from people suggesting that I should write long, I just have one thing to say..I am sorry I cannot make everyone happy, what I write is real and that should matter.
As I said earlier, I would love to get feedbacks at m
If people read the story, it gives me incentive to further share the experience..Looking forward to hearing from you all..And do not hesitate to email me..May be good or bad..But expressing your views matter to me.
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