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Like Mother, Like Son

Even at young age Ravindra was very sexual. He discovered the pleasures of masturbating early in his teens and couldn't stop ever since. His fantasies about the real thing grew stronger and stronger so it wasn't 

surprising that as soon as he found a willing girl he lost his virginity to her. Although the sex was great he always had the feeling that there was something missing. Their relationship lasted until he was 19 years old.

After they broke up he thought that now he had the chance to try different girls and gain some experience. But after a couple of one night stands he discovered that the sex was fun but surprisingly not satisfying 

enough, just as with his former girlfriend. He began to wonder if there was something wrong with him. Even his confidence began to suffer which affected his attitude towards girls. In the old days he just would step 

towards a woman and began talking to her but now he couldn't even come up with a good opening line. Friends noticed his change and tried to cheer him up often. Telling him that with his 1.85m slim slightly 

muscular body, brown puppy eyes and short brown hair he could have any girl he wanted. Specially when they went out there were lots of girls looking at him dance what he loved to do and was really good at. 

But he never noticed and even if he did he couldn't even go over and ask her to join him. As time went on he just stopped looking for a girlfriend totally and resigned in his faith of masturbating.

This continued until the summer he turned 22. As a student he didn't have a lot of money so had to spend his vacations with his mother and stepfather. He hated these times. His family would tease him continually 

about the fact that he still hadn't found a girl. They even asked him several times if he was gay, which he was sure of that he was not.

This stay wasn't any different. As soon as he entered the house his mother would begin.

'Hello honey, how are you?'

'I'm fine mom, and you?'

'Oh I'm great. So where is your girlfriend?'

'Ahhh mom, don't start again ok? I just want to spend my holiday resting and getting some sun so please have mercy and spare me the girlfriend talk!'

He went to the fridge to get something to drink, hoping his mother would leave the topic alone. But no such luck. His mother was right behind him and with a teasing tone in her voice continued:

' But Ravindra it isn't healthy to go such a long time without a girlfriend!'

'Mother pleeeaaase!'

He knew that his mother didn't like it when he was calling her mother and hoped she got the hint.

'Ok, ok.'

'Thanks,' he answered with a sight in his voice.

'But when I was your age...well lets just say it would make you blush when I told you what I did.'

Ravindra looked at her surprised and a little shocked. He knew that his mother never had any problems talking about sex but he just never looked at her that way.

'What's that look for? Surprised that your innocent mommy had her needs too? And still has I might add! How do you think you were born? Oh that brings me to something else. Your grandmother and me don't get 

any younger and we would love to have another member in our family!'

He knew that this was coming. The last times he talked on the phone with her she would always bring up the subject of grandchildren. He wanted to end this conversation and used his last weapon.

'Well Kavita, I think you should better discuss this with your other son!'

His mother may dislike it if he calls her mother but hates it when he uses her first name while speaking to her. With an angry tone and a sharp look on her face she replied:

'I guess you are right. We can talk about it some more when your father comes home!'

'Oh shit,' Ravindra thought. If his mother was good in teasing his stepfather was the champion. He could go on for hours if he wanted and most of the time he did. But he had a very good relationship with him and 

over the years came to see him as his real father.

Ravindra quickly walked away, glad that he survived the first round. As his mother was leaving to do some shopping he went upstairs and decided to surf on the net. His parents finally bought a computer and he 

was looking forward to use it. But while looking for fun sites he couldn't get one comment of his mother out of his mind. 'I would blush when she told me what she did when she was my age. Well, what had she 

done?' After thinking of some more kinky things he dismissed the thoughts. 'This is my mother. I shouldn't picture her like that!' But to his surprise he felt his cock stir in his pants when thinking of his mom in 

different sexual acts.

'What the hell? I must be very horny if I already get a hard on when I'm thinking about her!'

He decided to look at some porn and bring himself some relief. He stumbled on a story site and read a few one-on-one stories. They were very hot and his prick was hard as a rock, begging to be released from 

his pants. Ravindra opened his fly and started stroking his 7 inch member which was already leaking precum. As he read on and the characters in the story were nearing orgasm he moved his hand faster and 

faster up and down until he felt his balls tighten. With a low groan he came and spurted his cum all over his hand and T-shirt. After he came down of his orgasmic high Ravindra cleaned up and put his shirt into the 

hamper.

In the following days Ravindra followed the same ritual. Sleeping in, sunning in the garden and surfing on the net at nights. This only interrupted when he was hungry or had to do some chores. His parents both 

were busy so he had most of the time for himself. He spend long hours reading erotic stories at night and wanking off afterwards. He also checked out other categories than just one-on-one and discovered that 

some fetish stories turned him on immensely. He would always have a better orgasm after reading them. Sometimes even better then he had while having 'real' sex. This got him thinking.

'Maybe this is what I missed in my sex-life.' His ex girlfriend never tried anything other than vanilla sex. At that time he knew he wanted to discover more but never dared to ask in fear that she would think different 

about him afterwards. And when having one night stands you just don't ask the girl if she minds being tied up or whatever.

For him this was the answer, but the next step was to figure out a way to experience some kinky sex. All the while his reading material got kinkier than ever. As the subjects got more extreme his orgasms 

intensified.

Unfortunately for him he wasn't as good in covering his tracks on the computer as he was in finding porn. After a while his mom got curious. She was wondering what Ravindra did all these late hours on the internet. 

So she decided one day when he was at a friends house to check out his history. Ravindra knew how to delete the history file but never had the slightest idea that there was a file named temporary internet files 

where also every page he opened was saved. His mother was a little smarter and soon had the story page on the screen. She wasn't very surprised when she found the porn site and thought:

'Well naughty boy. Lets see what stories you like the most.'

After she had read a couple of stories she was surprised to find the taste in sex of her son to be this kinky.

'Maybe you wouldn't blush after all,' she thought while grinning to herself. The stories brought back some memories about her youth. While reliving the years she felt the wetness between her legs increase. 

Unconsciously her hands wandered over her body. One hand slid underneath her skirt and rubbed her pubic area through her soaking panty. Her other hand massaged her breast and rolled and pinched her 

nipples every now and then. Her breath got heavier and she closed her eyes. Images of her experiences flashed through her mind as she approached orgasm. She moved her slip aside and entered two fingers 

into her hot pussy. Her thump rubbed her engorged clitoris hard and she fucked herself with her fingers fast. Suddenly the men in her thoughts changed and she saw her son fucking her dripping cunt from behind. 

Immediately she bursts into orgasm pinching her nipples hard while her hand got flooded with her juices.

'Ohhh I'm cummminggg,' she cried out as her body shuddered.

Slowly the orgasm faded away and she came back to her senses. As soon as she could think normal again, guilt struck her. With a little anger she thought:

'Well, if my husband would be just a little more like Ravindra maybe I would think of him!'

For years now she couldn't get Ravindras stepfather to be more open minded about sex. This left her often unsatisfied after they had made love and in the last two years they only had sex once a month, if she was 

lucky. With a sight she shut down the computer and convinced herself that the lack of sex was the reason she thought about Ravindra.

When they saw each other later that day Ravindra noticed that his mother blushed and couldn't look in his eyes. This was a little strange to him but he dismissed it as nothing.

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