Chapter 1
Hi everyone, My name is Yash. I am 22 years old and I live in Ahmedabad -- a city in India. I have been wanting to share this story for a really long time but never had the courage. This is what actually happened between me and my mom. It is the first time I am writing an erotic story like this, so any suggestions are welcome.
Our family have four members, Papa, my elder sister, my mom - Pallavi, and me. My mom is 45 years old. She is a very simple, religious woman and has spent her entire life devoted to her husband and children. Her daily routine is simple - to do puja every morning, make meal for us and take care of the house. She does all this without any complaining. Even at this age of 45, she looks beautiful. Daily household chores have helped her maintain her figure that can compete with girls even half her age. She usually wears sarees, with mangalsutra in her neck and vermillion on her forehead, like any other married Indian woman, dedicated to her husband, her family. Even in such traditional clothes one could easily appreciate her big breasts, soft waist with deep navel and her wide hips, which makes head turn when she walks. My elder sister is married and lives in another city.
My incestuous lust for my mother started when I was in school. Our house is small - 2 BHK apartment so privacy was luxury for us, so many times it would happen that my mom would change her saree in the same room while I was studying. She being innocent, never told me to go out. I used to peek her standing there in her blouse and petticoat. I loved seeing the deep navel on her belly. I tried to steal looks whenever she faced the other way. Those small glimpses of her stayed in my mind even and acted as seed for my feelings for her.
Indian summer are merciless. Especially in May month it gets really hot reaching almost 45 degrees. Mom used to wear thin satin maxi dresses at night to get relief from extreme heat. One night when I woke up feeling very thirsty. While returning from the kitchen after drinking water, I saw that my parents' bedroom door was a little open.
I sway my mom sleeping on her back. Her knees were bent and one leg had fallen to the side. The maxi had gone up all the way to her waist exposing her heavenly beauty. To my surprise, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. I could clearly see her pussy, covered with thick black curly hair, her outer brownish lips looked like a flower. Her milky thighs were thick and fair with her ass partially visible still half covered. Drops of sweat on curly hair on her pussy made it look a bit shiny. I was afraid not to wake her up. With lots of courage I went near her pussy to have better look, I could smell the intoxicating aroma of her pussy.
I could feel my heart beating very fast. This was the first time I was seeing a woman's private part so close before me, and that too was of my own mother. I stood there for a long time, just staring as I if I was taking photographs of the precious moment in my mind. I felt so wrong about what I was doing but I still couldn't move away.
After memorizing every detail, I quietly went back to my room. My cock was rock hard and throbbing. I tried to sleep but the picture of her wide-open legs and hairy cunt kept coming back in my mind. Finally, I went to the bathroom, pulled my shorts down and grabbed my cock, trying to think of other girls. But the moment I started stroking myself, all I could see was my mom's hairy pussy. I imagined licking it and buying my face between her legs. I couldn't last long due to excitement and when I came, it was really strong.
After that I felt very guilty. I told myself this is bad; she is my mother. But the next night, and many nights after, I started checking their door again, hoping to see more of my mom's naked pussy and it became my obsession. Sometimes I was lucky and could see a perfect view of her womanhood. One time while she was lying on her stomach with her thick ass partially covered by maxi, I slowly tried to move it up with my shaky hands to have a close look. I even tried feeling the softness of her ass cheeks, which nearly woke her up. Every time I saw her like that, I would go and jerk off thinking about fucking her -- sucking her breasts, putting my dick inside her pussy and cum inside her mouth while she is blowing my cock.
Then one afternoon everything changed.
Papa was at work, I was running late to meet my friends for a movie. I thought Mom was busy in the kitchen so I took off all my clothes in the hall to change and suddenly the bathroom door opened.
Mom came out completely naked, still wet from shower. She must have forgotten to take towel with her came out thinking she was alone in the house.
She looked like a goddess. Water was dripping down her curvaceous figure, from her hair onto her big breasts. Her nipples were dark brown and erect poking at me. Her belly was soft and there was that deep navel I always loved. Between her thick thighs was the thick bush of wet curly black hair and I could even see the lips of her pussy.
I was standing there fully naked too in front of her. Immediately, my cock started getting hard, rising up until it was pointing straight at her. She saw it with her eyes wide open and she stared at my erect dick for a long second in shock.
We both froze there for a moment. Then she quickly tried to cover herself with her hands, one hand on her breasts, the other hand trying to hide her pussy, but it wasn't enough. Her large breasts were barely covered by her one hand. I could she heterogeneously enhancing face blushing.
"Yash... I thought you had already gone out with your friends," she said in a low, embarrassed voice.
"I am sorry Ma, I thought you were in the kitchen" I mumbled. My cock was still hard and twitching -- still looking at mom. I couldn't hide it.
She couldn't say anything else. She felt so ashamed. She just turned around fast and almost ran to her room giving me a perfect view her big round ass cheeks shaking as she walked, water was still dripping down her ass crack. She slammed the door shut behind her with a sound.
I quickly put on my clothes and left the house, my mind occupied with lust. I couldn't stop thinking about it -- her wet naked body, her hard brown nipples, the way she looked at my erection.
I came back home late that night, Mom opened the door. We both couldn't look at each other in the eyes properly. I just said her good night and went straight to my room.
I couldn't sleep at all. The memory of the scene kept playing in my head again and again. Her big wet tits, her hairy pussy, the awkward way she tried to cover herself. I took out my cock and started stroking it hard. This time my incestuous fantasy felt even stronger because she had actually seen me hard for her. I came two times that night, thinking about kissing her juicy lips, sucking on her nipples, fucking her hairy pussy making love to her.
When I finally fell asleep, I knew something had changed inside me. I don't just love my mom as son anymore I have started loving her as a man and I want to fuck her. Badly.
End of Chapter 1