Behen Ko Delhi Me Ragda – Part 7

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All day I kept thinking about how to bring mom to bed so that she couldn’t resist my marriage with Prom. I worked out a plan by the evening. After coming home I kissed mom on the cheek. But it was not usual simple soft kiss but some hard kiss while holding her tightly.

Mom noticed it but I pretend as normal. Then Prom came from her room and seeing me she came running towards me. She started giving me a French kiss while holding my cheeks while I was holding on her back with my hands. Our bodies were completely touching each other.

It went on for 1 minute. Mom didn’t react on this but she was staring at us. After that, I went to my room to freshen up. In the room, I told my plan to Prom and handed over the pen drive to Prom for action. Actually, I put a porn movie in the pen drive where a middle-aged lady was having sex with a young guy.

Prom went out of the room and told mom to keep the pen drive. She made an excuse that she is going to the market for buying some lingerie and other female stuff. The pen drive might be lost as it’s a busy market. So mom should keep it till Prom is back.

Prom instructed mom not to open and read the files as it’s her private matter. She went outside to give me some time alone with mom. By the time Prom was instructing Mom, I had fitted 3 CCTV camera in moms bedroom. We knew if mom is asked not to open the pen drive, she will definitely open it and same did happen.

As Prom moved outside mom rushed towards her bedroom. She immediately inserted pen drive in her PC to see Prom’s private matter. The pen drive consisted of screenshots of Prom’s sex chat with different boys. There was one folder named Vicky’s stuff. Mom opened it.

It had a few subfolders named Moms, Sisters, GFs, Neighbours, Strangers etc. Mom clicked on the folder Moms which had sexual adventures of Moms and sons. She played one movie wherein a son was fucking his mom in doggy style. Mom was exciting seeing this and started pressing her boobs.

Then she played another movie wherein a son and his mother were having a chat about sex and enjoyment of sex with mature women. Mom was fully excited now. She started fingering herself and then only I made my entry into the room. Mom was shocked to see me there.

“Ohh I am so sorry mom. I should have knocked first before coming” having said this, I went out of the room and started watching TV in the living room. I was happy about the success of my plan. I texted Prom also about this. Prom also got very excited as it’s her nature be excited on every good news.

She instructed me to go further and break the ice between us. I was also happy as  I wanted to fuck mom also. I believe if you have sexual feelings for someone, whoever he or she is, doesn’t make any difference, we can go ahead. But I was also excited because I knew if mom comes to my bed once, there is no hurdle in my marriage with Prom.

So I was waiting for mom to come out. I wanted to see her face when she was caught red-handed, doing so-called sin as per societal norms ( though everyone does it but still we cannot accept this that sex/masturbation is an integral part of human needs. We pretend as if we don’t do it).

After 10 minutes, mom came out of her room and sat beside me. I noticed that she was dying of shame as if she has done some crime. She intended to talk to me but was not having the courage to utter a word. I was enjoying her expressions and pretended as I am too busy in a cricket match.

“Vicky”, mom said in slow voice but I pretended not to hear it. Again she said bit louder, “Vicky I need to talk with you.”

“Hold on mom, Kohli is about to complete his century. He is playing fabulously. Just give me 2 minutes. Then I’ll talk to you,” I said and started enjoying the match. Mom was sitting quietly. After Kohli’s century, I asked, “Haan mom batao, kya jaruri baat karni thi ke aapne match me disturb kiya mujhe.”

Mom: Bano mat Vicky, tumhe pata hai main kis bare me baat karna chahti hun aur woh itni chhoti baat nahi hai.
Main: Lekin mere hisaab se to aisi koi baat hui hi nahi jiske liye hame itna serious discussion karna pade.

Mom: Dekho Vicky me chahti hun ke aaj jo bhi hua hai tum use bhool jao aur meri majboori ko samjho.
Main: Mujhe to kuchh yaad nahi waise bhi aur majboori kyun. Kya aapko enjoy karne ka hak nahi hai.

Mom was stunned and looked at my face. I continued, “Dekho mom ye aapki body hai aur aapko apni body se enjoy karne ka poora hak hai. Aur kya galat kiya aapne. Har koi sex karta hai aur har koi janta bhi hai but fir bhi pretend karte hain sab jaise koi karta hi nahi.”

Main: Hame bhi pata hai bacche tabhi hote hain jab parents sex karte hain. Aur aajkal 15 saal ke bacche porn dekhte hain to aap to fir bhi matured ho.

Mom: Main itni badi baaten sunne nahi aayi. Bas chahti hun ke ye episode yahin band ho jaye.

Main: Baat to kuchh hai hi nahi to khatam hone ka sawaal hi nahi hai. Main bas itna chahta hun ke aap itna embarrassing feel mat karo. Aapki life hai aur aap apne hisaab se enjoy karo ise. Aapne masturbation kiya to hamara to kuchh nuksaan nahi hua na isme. To ye galat kese hua.

Main: Main to Prom se pyaar karta hun to khul ke bolta hun aur hum khul ke sex karte hain aapko bhi pata hai ye. Hamne kisi ka kuchh nahi bigada kabhi. Hamari body ki needs kese fulfill karni hai ye bhi hame koi aur batayega kya.

Mom: Tum logon ne to besharmi ki had kar rakhi hai aur meri majboori ye hai ke main kuchh bol nahi sakti. Mere se galti hui jab maine apne bhai ke sath sex kiya tha jawani ke nashe mein. But meri aankhon me itni sharm thi ke tum logon ko pata chalne pe maine apni galti maan to li. Aur tum log to ghar ke andar lage rahte ho aur teri woh bahan to bilkul besharam ho gayi hai.

Main: Achha aisa kya kiya hamne. Jo aapne kiya wahi hamne kiya. Fark itna hai ke aap me itne guts nahi ke sabke saamne accept kar sako aur hame kisi ki parvaah nahi hai. Hame ek dusre ka sath pasand hai aur hum eek dusre ke sath ko enjoy karte hain bas.

Mom: Achha, jis bahan ke pyaar ki tu dam bhar raha hai, uski hi ladkon se chat ke screenshots dekhe hain maine. Are itna pyaar tha to kisi aur se baat nahi karti. Tum log rishte naate, sanskaar kuchh nahi samajhte ho bas jaanvar ban gaye ho.

Main: Insaan bhi ek jaanvar hi hai dear mom. Vase bhi insaan aur jaanvar mein sirf itna fark hota hai ke insaan dusre insaan ki respect kare aur use apna samjhe. Iske alava insaan aur jaanvar me koi fark nahi hai.

Main: Aur rahi baat Prom ke dusre logon se chat karne ki to main aapko bata dun woh ye sab mujhe bata ke karti hai. Hame ek dusre ke kisi aur se sex karne mein koi aitraz nahi hai. Yahi baat hai ke hum sabse alag hain aur jyada khush hain.

Main: Aur agar woh kisi aur ke saamne apni taangen khol bhi deti hai ya doggy ban jati hai to mujhe isse kya nuksaan hai? (I deliberately used some vulgar words so that I can seduce mom). Har ladki ki body pe uska poora hak hai woh jo chahe wo kare.

Main: But problem ye hai ke auraton ko sirf auraton ne hi exploit kiya hai. Are jab Prom boys se chat karti hai to woh bhi to usse chat karte hi hain but unke bare me aapne kuchh nahi kaha. Kahogi bhi nahi coz woh ladke hain jo chahe karen.

Main: Chahe kisi ke sath bhi late jayen but ladki kare to slut, whore, randi sab ban jayegi. Boys ladki ko date karen to cool dude, hunk ho jate hain aur ladki kisi ladke ko date kare to slut ho jati hai.

Mom was a little down by now and her shame also vanished completely. She was now more in the mood of discussion than scolding me. She was also understanding that my thoughts about society and relationship are correct. If you escape them, your life will be more easy and pleasant.

Mom: Achha agar samaaj mein ye baat pata chale jo me abhi andar kar rahi thi aur jo tum karte ho to pata hai kya hoga?

I couldn’t stop myself bursting into a laughter on mom’s innocence. It was not possible to convince her directly so I asked a few questions.

Main: Achha ek baat batao aap. Koi ladki short skirt pahan ke kisi baba ka pravachan sunne jaye to kaisa lagega? Ya fir koi aurat saree pahan ke club me jaye aur dance kare to kese lagega?

Mom: Ye kaisa sawaal hai. Dono hi awkward lagenge.

Main: Right ab ise reverse kar do. Saree pahan ke baba ke pravachan and short skirt pahan ke disco jaye to.
Mom: Ye to normal hai.

Main: Yahi main kahna chahta hun. Jis samaaj ki aap baat kar rahe ho woh kuchh logon ka group hota hai. Aur jo us group ke thoughts hote hain woh wahi samaaj ke thoughts hote hain. Beach pe ladki bikni pahne to normal lagta hai par city me pahne to vulgar. Just because log aisa perceive karte hain otherwise action to same hai dono cases me.

Mom was silently watching at my face. She was understanding my ideas. She didn’t understand what to say but she seemed convinced and was a bit polite.

Mom: Lekin beta, hum society ke bahar to nahi hain na. Hum chahe kuchh bhi chahen par samaaj me jo cheej galat hai woh to galat hi rahegi na.

I was happy with the win of my ideas over mom. Mom’s embarrassment was completely gone. Now it was time to bring her to bed so that things could be easier.

Main: Mom hum apne ghar ke andar kya karte hain ye kisi aur ka matter nahi hai. Aapke bedroom me aap masturbation karo, mama ke sath enjoy karo ya fir mere sath leto. This is a concern of no one.

Mom was awestruck but she was enjoying my conversation as well.

Mom: Hmmm teri baat sahi hai. Hame thoda sa bold to hona padega apni life ko jeene ke liye. Par tere papa to itne supportive nahi hain isliye mere liye to masturbation hi option hai.

Main: Bhaad me jane do papa ko. Aap apne enjoyment ke liye papa pe depend kyun ho? Aur aurat ko enjoy karne ke liye pati nahi mard ki jarurat hoti hai. Aap maze ke liye mard ko dhoondho pati ko nahi.

Mom: Ab is age me ye sab achha bhi nahi lagta. Kisi ko pata bhi chalega to kya sochega mere bare mein.

Main: Kisko pata chalega? Aapke bacchon ko pahle se pata hai ye. Aur unhe isme koi aitraz nahi hai aur proud hai ke unki mom mein guts hain apni needs fulfil karne ke.

Mom: Aur agar bahar kisi ko pata chala to?

I was feeling proud that I had convinced mom. Mom was ready to sleep with a man other than her husband to pacify the itching of her pussy. But she was afraid of society. Half of the battle had been already won and the last few strikes were required. I continued.

Main: Pahle to kisi ko pata chalega hi kaise? Aur agar kisi ko pata chal bhi gaya to ye jagah chhod ke kahin aur settle ho jayenge. Kya fark padta hai. Bahut badi duniya hai. Waise agar aapka partner trustworthy hai to iski naubat nahi aayegi.

Then Prom entered the home in her usual style while listening to music on her headphone. She saw me and mom talking and asked, “Kya hua? Tum log itne silent kyun ho?” Mom said, “Nothing hum to aise hi baat kar rahe the.”

Main: (Frowning at mom)  Mooooom abhi hum kya baat kar rahe the aur aap sab bhool gayi. Prom, mom apne room me fingering kar rahi thi teri pendrive se porn movie dekhte hue. Mene unhe dekh liya to woh darne lagi bas iske bare mein discussion ho raha tha.

Prom: C’mon mom, isme darne ya sharmaane ki kya baat hai. Aapki body hai aap jaise chahe enjoy karo.

Saying this Prom left to her room looking at me. I winked at her. It was an indication that work has been done.

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