I Love My Mother – Part 6

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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 motherโ€™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 [email protected]

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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