18-03-2019, 03:15 PM
Hi friends... This is me AADITYA... peoples call me aadi... this is my story how me & my mother Anjana...
So let's start the story... My Dad died when I was in the final year of college. This not only took an emotional toll on my mom and me, but it also put a great financial stress on us as well.
Although we were not very well off, we did live quite comfortably when dad was alive. We only came to know of his huge debts after his death, and thus lost most of our resources, including his insurance money and the house we lived in. Within a month of dad passing away, we were homeless and penniless.
With some help from friends and family, mom and I moved into a small 1BHK home. It was a very small home, and since we only had one bedroom and we could only afford one bed, me and mom were forced to sleep on it together every night.
My mom, Anjana, took up a job as a school teacher in a nearby school. Although it seems too meagre, this was just enough for our family of two- me and mom to get by on every month. Mom used to be a school teacher once upon a time, so she felt right at home at her new job. The only saving grace was that dad had already paid my college fee for the year, allowing me to complete my education.
In our previous home, I could just lock my room and do anything I wished. I used to jerk off almost every night watching porn on my laptop. I used to sleep only in my underwear. Here, however, I had no such luxuries. I could only jerk off in the mornings when I bathed, and that too I had to use my imagination, which took longer than usual for me to cum which made me late almost every day to college. Even sleeping with my clothes on seemed troublesome, since I had grown accustomed to sleeping in my underwear.
My mother noticed my restlessness during the night, and asked me about it one day. “It’s nothing ma,” I replied and told her about my habit of sleeping in my underwear.
Since me and mom now shared a bed with each other, I knew it was impossible to do the same now too. I dared not tell her about my shagging habits. Mom was understanding and encouraged me to sleep in my underwear itself. It was pretty weird at first, sleeping next to mom with nothing but my underwear on, but soon I got used to it.
Soon, me and mom got real close. The physical limitations of space and having been through dad’s death had a toll on us. We soon began to be free with each other, discussing everything and anything. I used to tell her about college, and she used to tell me about her school. It also helped us cope with the loss of dad. Sometimes she would cry thinking of dad, and I would sit by her, hug her and comfort her.
Mom was by no means a prude old lady. She was still in her mid 30’s and had retained a fit body and an angelic face. She was quite beautiful for her age.
In the beginning, just hugging mom meant nothing to me. But since we moved in here, with the lack of sexual release, I began to see mom in a different light. Hugging her and comforting her gave me weird feelings, and sometimes I would have a huge erection that I hoped mom wouldn’t notice. I have always preferred older women, and mom was the only milf in sight.
Sometimes, when jerking off, suddenly mom’s image would enter my mind and wouldn’t leave until I cummed. I would usually bath after mom, and I would have easy access to her used panties and bra that was lying about in the bathroom, and I would usually use that to fuel my fantasies. However, I never tried to get physical with mom.
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Once, I was as usual shagging, thinking of mom in the morning. It was already late, but I was also too horny. I closed my eyes and began to fantasize about fucking mom in the bathroom. I had applied soap on my thick, hard 6 inch cock and was fucking my hand, thinking of mom’s sweet pussy.
Mom kept yelling at me to finish taking bath quickly, I kept saying “almost done”. Her interruptions were distracting me and making it hard to come.
“What are you doing in there? Come out soon!” mom said, and banged on the bathroom door quite hardly. In my hurry to get into the bathroom, I had forgotten to latch the door properly and the door swung open fully, exposing my wet naked body to mom.
She just stood there in shock, looking at my hard dick longer than it was necessary. I was shocked and stood there motionless for what seemed like an eternity before trying to cover up.
Mom immediately looked away and shut the door. “Sorry, finish up and come out soon. It’s getting late for college” she said and went away.
That was the first time mom had seen me in that state. I was totally embarrassed in front of mom and couldn’t face her rest of the day.
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So let's start the story... My Dad died when I was in the final year of college. This not only took an emotional toll on my mom and me, but it also put a great financial stress on us as well.
Although we were not very well off, we did live quite comfortably when dad was alive. We only came to know of his huge debts after his death, and thus lost most of our resources, including his insurance money and the house we lived in. Within a month of dad passing away, we were homeless and penniless.
With some help from friends and family, mom and I moved into a small 1BHK home. It was a very small home, and since we only had one bedroom and we could only afford one bed, me and mom were forced to sleep on it together every night.
My mom, Anjana, took up a job as a school teacher in a nearby school. Although it seems too meagre, this was just enough for our family of two- me and mom to get by on every month. Mom used to be a school teacher once upon a time, so she felt right at home at her new job. The only saving grace was that dad had already paid my college fee for the year, allowing me to complete my education.
In our previous home, I could just lock my room and do anything I wished. I used to jerk off almost every night watching porn on my laptop. I used to sleep only in my underwear. Here, however, I had no such luxuries. I could only jerk off in the mornings when I bathed, and that too I had to use my imagination, which took longer than usual for me to cum which made me late almost every day to college. Even sleeping with my clothes on seemed troublesome, since I had grown accustomed to sleeping in my underwear.
My mother noticed my restlessness during the night, and asked me about it one day. “It’s nothing ma,” I replied and told her about my habit of sleeping in my underwear.
Since me and mom now shared a bed with each other, I knew it was impossible to do the same now too. I dared not tell her about my shagging habits. Mom was understanding and encouraged me to sleep in my underwear itself. It was pretty weird at first, sleeping next to mom with nothing but my underwear on, but soon I got used to it.
Soon, me and mom got real close. The physical limitations of space and having been through dad’s death had a toll on us. We soon began to be free with each other, discussing everything and anything. I used to tell her about college, and she used to tell me about her school. It also helped us cope with the loss of dad. Sometimes she would cry thinking of dad, and I would sit by her, hug her and comfort her.
Mom was by no means a prude old lady. She was still in her mid 30’s and had retained a fit body and an angelic face. She was quite beautiful for her age.
In the beginning, just hugging mom meant nothing to me. But since we moved in here, with the lack of sexual release, I began to see mom in a different light. Hugging her and comforting her gave me weird feelings, and sometimes I would have a huge erection that I hoped mom wouldn’t notice. I have always preferred older women, and mom was the only milf in sight.
Sometimes, when jerking off, suddenly mom’s image would enter my mind and wouldn’t leave until I cummed. I would usually bath after mom, and I would have easy access to her used panties and bra that was lying about in the bathroom, and I would usually use that to fuel my fantasies. However, I never tried to get physical with mom.
--
Once, I was as usual shagging, thinking of mom in the morning. It was already late, but I was also too horny. I closed my eyes and began to fantasize about fucking mom in the bathroom. I had applied soap on my thick, hard 6 inch cock and was fucking my hand, thinking of mom’s sweet pussy.
Mom kept yelling at me to finish taking bath quickly, I kept saying “almost done”. Her interruptions were distracting me and making it hard to come.
“What are you doing in there? Come out soon!” mom said, and banged on the bathroom door quite hardly. In my hurry to get into the bathroom, I had forgotten to latch the door properly and the door swung open fully, exposing my wet naked body to mom.
She just stood there in shock, looking at my hard dick longer than it was necessary. I was shocked and stood there motionless for what seemed like an eternity before trying to cover up.
Mom immediately looked away and shut the door. “Sorry, finish up and come out soon. It’s getting late for college” she said and went away.
That was the first time mom had seen me in that state. I was totally embarrassed in front of mom and couldn’t face her rest of the day.
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