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Next day, after waking up, I found it difficult to face my mother. I just could not look at her. All the courage I had built to shamelessly long for her, seemed to have been washed away.


I was stuck in a turmoil of feelings and emotions. I was angry at myself for having wanted something I should have never wished for.

I wanted to punish myself. I felt losing control over my life. I was sexually infuriated, and I started understanding how badly my addiction to porn has affected me, and my life.

I loved my mother, but I also found myself wanting her more and more, in ways she will never let me have her.

I, now, had only less than 3 weeks for my Board Exams, and I had still not started studying. I was well on my way to messing things up, and that is when the golden idea struck me.

"Why not ask my mother to help me study??" I thought.

I did not know if I wanted it so that I could be close to her, or if I really wanted her help to study. 'BOTH', was the answer, maybe. I wanted to start studying, but I also wanted her presence near me.

I knew it will not help me get rid of the lust I have for her. I knew it may make things worse. But such was my state of mind, I was not able to even convince myself to choose between right and wrong.

I was going to study, but only to be with my mother. All I wanted was a valid reason to be with her.

I was craving for her body, but I just could not accept it myself. I knew it was wrong, and wanting her help to prepare for the exams, was my way of trying to make a wrong, a right.

I found it impossible to make myself understand that I am her son, and she is my mother. I could only see myself as a young boy desiring for a mature woman, a scenario I had seen in few raunchy videos I had seen back then.

My mother was very happy when I asked her if she could help, and she immediately said yes. We started right away, and she sat next to me, just like I wished.

I was enjoying spending time with her, and I was also studying. In-fact I was studying more, and for longer hours, so that I could have her by my side even more.

I would go through the lessons, and then have my mother ask me questions. Soon my study time was close to 14 hours a day, and my mother was stuck with me, not able to do even her daily household duties.

She started asking me questions while in the kitchen, while she ironed clothes and even as she watched her favorite shows on TV. I was with her all the time, and she was teaching me late into the night.

She would ask me questions in her night wear, and the nighties & tight t-shirts she used to wear, gave me a wonderful idea of her majestic structure.

I loved it when she would stretch her arms during the mornings, siting in front of me, wearing a sleeveless kurti, or raise her hands to tie her hair. And in the process, give me a great view of her shiny shaven armpits.

She would oil her hair as she asked me questions, then dry her hair after a hot shower, sitting next to me, and sometimes come check my notes right after her yoga session.

I honestly preferred her sweaty body over her clean fresh body, and even the aroma of her body was adding to my hunger for her.

Everyday I had a new reason to be hard, and I was really enjoying my study time. Preparing for my Board Exams with a horny erect dick was a truly erotic experience.

The last week of my study holidays saw me being forced to cover my ultra hard penis, from poking out of my shorts, on multiple occasions. I started having the feeling that my mother, too, was relishing this, and I was having extremely firm erections.

Maybe it was just my twisted mind playing games, but more than once, I felt my mother was teasing me.

She gave me the first hint when she spread her legs open really wide, as she was teaching me Biology. She was completely dressed, but she was continuously spreading her legs out really wide, and then bringing them back together. She repeated this until we completed the topics related to Reproduction.

I was sweating, I was exhausted, and I was having a hard-on so rigid, I felt I was going to explode. I just had to have my hands over my penis, to keep my erection covered.

And when my mother said, "That went well, Manu. I hope you will not forget this. We really do not have time to do this again, anytime soon." I did not know how to react.

I knew I had to believe she was talking about the topics we completed, but I just could not stop thinking if she was trying to tempt her teenage son.

Such was the impact, I started to feel the room fill with lust, every time my mother and I were together.

She started bending over the table, each time I asked her a doubt, showing me her cleavage, in different proportions. Her fleshy boobs looked like out of a dream.

Sometimes, when asking me questions, late at night, after my dad has slept, she would sit at the edge of the sofa, with her bust pushed out on purpose, and legs spread wide, making my dick raise.