Mom and Balloon man

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My mom and dad had recently divorced each other and he had moved to another city. He used to come only once a year or so to see me. My mom's name is Zyba, at the time she was about 30 years old, but I must say she looked much younger. Like many other Persians from Iran's north she is very white, about 5 feet 4 inches tall, and just about 46 kgs, she had a very narrow waist, but she used to be on the volleyball team and because of that she had a very round butt, her breasts were perky and at about 30C, so she still had a lot of curves and was damn gorgeous, even now when she goes out people still stare at her!

One day I remember there was a balloon seller in our alley, yelling "balloons, balloons" and it was about lunch time, my grandma was a very charitable woman and offered lunch to the passers-by and the local vendors even if she didn't know them; this was no different...or so she thought! I had a short day at school and I had just arrived home. She told me to go outside and ask him to come in for lunch. Innocently I went outside and called the balloon man, beckoning him towards our door. He came close thinking I probably wanted to buy one; but he got very grateful when I told him that he was to come in for lunch! Before you know it, He was sitting in the living room in my grandma's place and was having his soup, almost immediately next to the door, and it was about that time that my mom came home from work, she sometimes came early for lunch if she could.

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When she came through the door, the balloon man's eyes rounded and stared at her tits and ass like a wolf; his gaze followed her like a heat seeking missile. He was like a wolf that had just founded his mate and he was ready to pounce on her. The balloon man quickly finished his soup, got up and took his bowl into the kitchen to ask my grandma for more. It was then that --not by accident-- his crotch came in contact with my mom's bum...though my mom gave him the benefit of the doubt, I could not help but notice that the balloon man's eyes rolled up in Ecstasy and then his boner was very obvious in his pants. 

He took his bowl and came back and sat on the chair were he was just a while ago still staring at my mom's ass unbeknownst to her; he then turned towards me: "so where is your dad"? I didn't want to answer him, it was obvious that he was just thinking about fucking my mom, but for some reason I felt compelled to tell him: "He's gone, my parents aren't living with each other anymore!" He quickly licked up the last few drops of soup out of his bowl and that was when he dropped the bomb on me..."Do you like balloons? I can stick around you know!" ...I knew exactly what he meant, he wanted to stay and live in the house with us and I was scared, what exactly did he mean to do!? I decided I should say something so that he could realize he could not stay: "You know my mom is from a pretty high class family, my granddad owns hundreds of land around the city....so...I don't think my mom would go for it!" His eyes suddenly get round with excitement like when they were when he saw my mom for the first time, "so you're saying your mom is really rich?" I loathed myself; I knew instead of discouraging him I'd given him another motive to want to stay there and make something happen with my mom! 

Hi quickly untied a big baby blue balloon from his stack and offered it to me just in time for my mom to exit the kitchen into the living room to go back to work. "No, thanks, I don't want one!

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"It's free, as a thank you gesture!" he told me. My mom saw the incident and suddenly there was a smile on my mom's face and she said "aw Come on, Romy don't be rude, take the balloon and say thank you!" she reprimanded me! "No!" I said, so she came forward and took the balloon from him, "thank you, please forgive my son, he's really impolite! I'll keep this balloon for myself!" That being said, she took her stuff and left for work.

Afterwards, my grandma came into the living room and said: "hope you enjoyed the lunch, if you're passing by again around lunch time don't be shy to ring the doorbell, I'll have Romy bring you some food!" He had a sparkle in his eyes as if he had already formulated his plan to make use of this offer..."Thank you ma'am, if it's possible I leave my stuff here and come back tonight to pick them up!" My grandma quickly agreed, he turned towards me, smiled and said "I'll see you tonight, son"!

I did not like it, I didn't even know this man and he wanted to come back at night and make something happen with my mom, maybe even sleep with her. So before he could leave I said, "you're wasting your time, you know?!" He turned around and gave me a kind smile, "you know...this could be very good for you!"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, is there anything you want your mom to do that she wouldn't normally? Maybe I can help you with that." he said. It suddenly didn't seem like this whole thing was a bad idea, I thought to myself, 'I should think of something to my mom wouldn't normally do!'

"How would you like to have a baby brother or sister?" he asked. The question startled me. It's true, I was an only child; but unlike many other only children that I knew I like being by myself even though I could feel lonely some times. But this was an intriguing offer, as it seemed a very exciting offer, and I thought to myself 'who knows may be I'd like the idea of a young sibling.'

"Yeah, I think that'd be pretty cool!"

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"So you can help me then! think about it, and who knows maybe when I come back tonight, I can start trying to knock up your mommy!"

I was scared, excited and felt conflicted; I still didn't know how I felt about this, even as he left I took comfort in the fact that even though my mom was very kind towards people, she was very conscious of her "class" so she would never accept him as her lover. Still I was hoping he would not show up that night! 

But he did! That night the balloon guy rang my grandma's door and she buzzed him in. She was so trusting that she didn't even go downstairs to make sure he had left after taking his stuff!

I was on the 2nd floor when I heard someone knocking at the door, I opened it to find him right behind it! "Surprise!!"



Even though deep down inside I knew that he would be coming, I was shaken. I was feeling guilty for even talking to him about possibly thinking about helping him to do this deed, but I was somehow compelled to let him continue! 

"My name is Raj, I think you should introduce me to your mom!" 

"How will I do that? she will never go for it!" I said.

"Just tell her I'm here to pick up my things and that I'm thirsty or something!" before I could answer him and potentially decline I heard my mom;

"Romy? who's there?" I turned around to see my mom was putting on her grey robe to cover her nightgown. She must have been getting ready to go to bed. She 

used to wear a very light and loose white silky nightgown with straps on the top that was so short that only covered 5" below her waist; I used to find this so sexy. The thought of Raj putting his hands on my mom drove me mad and I realized how insane I had been. She was coming close to the door to see who was behind it. "It's nothing mom, it's just..."

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"oh it's you, Hi! thank you for the balloon earlier!", she suddenly interrupted me as she gave him a grateful smile. "Won't you come in? What is your name"

"No, I think he is leav..."

"I'm Raj...and sure, I'm gnnna come in! I'm pretty thirsty!" he said; My mom led Raj walked towards the kitchen. I was getting very annoyed by all these interruptions as if I had lost control over the situation. My mom offered Raj some food and a drink of water. 

"Romy, please keep Raj company, I got to get up early for work tomorrow, so I should go to bed!...Not all of us sell balloons for a living!"

He looked up at my mom and gave her a look as though he was crushed by my mom's comment; that made my mom felt really bad about what she said, so she decided to just leave, "I'm sorry, I'm going to leave. Goodnight!"

"Won't you have anything to eat yourself!" he said to my mom, "I feel pretty bad coming in and eating your food!" 

My mom felt guilty for what she had said, so she didn't want to insult him again so hesitantly she decided to come back and sit at the table and have a byte or two as an apology. She set her glass of water at the table and turned around to pour some food into her plate.

I could not help but notice that Raj poured something into my mom's glass as her back was towards him, a white powder, it must have been a sleeping drug or narcotic of some kind. 

She sat down and dined with him for a bit...I was quite curious as to what effect that white poweder was going to have on my mom when I quickly had the answer. She became quite loose and open, she was laughing histerically at Raj's jokes and seemed to have lost her self control. 

"You look so young to have such an old kid ma'am!"

"Thank you, I was 18 when I had Romy" she blushed. 

I was getting really uncomfortable by these conversations and thought maybe this was as bad as it was going to get. But then I saw Raj reach through my mom's robe inside her nightgown. He was groping her breasts. This was too much for me and the worst was that my mom was being very open and receptive to this unthinkable gesture. I could see her leaning back and tilt her up and backwards as her eyes rolled back in extasy and she whimpered in delight.

I was looking at all this from a far angle from inside the living room...I could not bear it. I got up and left to my room closing the door behind me. I 

could still hear her laughing out loud ocassionaly, but then heared them walking from the kitchen towards her bedroom, the laughter went on for a while and then there was silence...pure utter silence! 'Is she OK?'I thought to myself. 'Maybe he has killed her or something?' I was scared so I quitely left my room and went outside in the hall, what I saw shook me to my very core. They were in my mom's bedroom, and the door was left ajar.
I could easily see them inside. I could not help but think that Raj had left it like that on purpose. She wasn't dead!

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There, He was on top of my mom mounting her and grinding back and forth in the missionary position, I could hear my mom panting. I could even hear her whispers, 'Give it to my Raj, yeah...yeah...yeah...'as he went back and forth. My head was about to explode. Her petit figure was being dominated by this big heavy man laying on top of her. I could hear his balls slap against my mom's pussy as he thrusted his cock back and forth into her cunt. I didn't know what to do. I was sure that in the middle of all this, there was no chance in hell that Raj was using protection and my mom being separated from my dad, there was very little chance that she was on birth control. She was still quite young and at her age chances of her getting pregnant was enormous! 

I could not bear this anymore so I walked away from their room and towards the door, I could hear the sound of her panting and that was driving me crazy, even though she was not screaming like a hooker in a porno movie, it was still audible. I could not forget the sight of Raj, groping my mom's tits and sucking on them as she whimpered in delight, and her groping his ass and pulling him further towards her and his cock into her womb. I opened the door and decided to go downstairs, maybe sleep the night at my grandma's, I thought. Going down the stairs I saw Raj's staff and the 3 dozen giant balloons that were tied to it at the door. 'This can't be happening!' I kept saying to myself. I reassured myself 'She's probably not gonna get pregnant by ONE night of sex with this guy. All I have to do is make sure he leaves tomorrow and that he never comes back. Maybe when my mom comes to her senses she realizes what she's done and tell him to leave. I can tell her that Raj put something into her drink, that should make her mad with rage and make it easy for me to get rid of the damn balloon man!'

The next day in the morning I came back upstairs to get my bag and go to school, I quickly checked, they lied asleep in the bed and the door was still ajar as it was when I left them. I assumed they hadn't left the bedroom even for one second! Unlike the usual when my mom would prepare breakfast for me, fix my lunch and then go to work herself, there was nothing on the kitchen table. Somehow I knew there was no way she was going to work that morning! I just hoped that she would be very angry with Raj when she woke up and that she would throw him out. I quickly took my things and left for school.


I was stunned, I could not believe my fucking ears that she would put her name next to that of the balloon seller, 'we have something to tell you', as if they were a choir band, the scouts or I guess more like a couple that had known each other for a long long time. Before I had a chance to negotiate an opportunity to tell her about Raj's plan and the narcotic, I heard foot steps pacing up the stairs and Raj walked in. He came closer and stood next to my mom right in front of me, putting one arm behind her back

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"Raj and I have something to tell you, we are going to live together, and you are to give him the same amount of respect that you give your father!"

"We might even get married soon!" he added! My mom giggled at his remark. It's safe to say that I was not amused by this stand up comedy, 

"how can you say that, he sells balloons for a living...he" I screamed.

"Well, there's a good chance that your step father is going to be a balloon seller and the sooner you make your peace with that the better it is; you're going to have to get used to it. In fact, since you're so ungrateful, maybe I should stop giving you your pocket money!" my mom reprimanded me.

"Maybe you can start selling balloons and earn your own money! Raj continued.

I was speechless, I didn't want to argue more because she might have told me to take my things and get the hell out; she had once threatened me with placing me in an orphanage and that stigma for some reason had stayed in my mind like a painting in a museum. I took my bag, kept my head down and walked into my room. When I started hearing her panting again, I knew this was worse than I thought. I took a peak...

"Ohh....ohh....ohh...." I heard my mom pant like a wild animal, as Raj slapped his scrotum between my mom's legs. Then the sound was muffled as he furiously kissed her on the lips forcing his tongue down her throat, exhaling in her mouth as though she was one of his balloons. Then he started sucking her tits, She was convulsing, bucking her hips to make more space for Raj's cock inside her womb. I saw Raj place a pillow under my mom's ass and begin to pump her more. She was biting her lips, her nails and was in a state of euphoria; meanwhile he was working on her like a relentless machine that would not stop filling her up all the way with his semen. 

I had to accept Raj was here to stay, and nothing I could say or do would make him want to leave.

A few weeks passed, and this went on like a routine...I would wake up finding my mom in Raj's arms, take my bag and go to school, come back home and find them in each other's arms or in the middle of some wild sexual act in their bedroom. One peculiar they when I got home, I saw everyone was really excited as though they were celebrating something extraordinary, my grandma was there too and when I went in she came towards me and kissed me on my forehead, but they didn't say anything. They went about doing their things and pretended like nothing had happened.


Several more weeks passed and the look of excitement that was in my mom's face that day was starting to be replaced by a look of fatigue and tiredness. She was sleeping a whole lot more and when she called her work place to ask for the 2 months off work, I got really worried about her. she had been missing work a few days a week and when she asked for the time off, she was actually let-go'ed. Living with Raj was taking its toll on her I thought; he had managed to transform her from the athletic professional working woman that she was into his whore, his blow up doll, a sluggish figure that sleeping a whole lot and eating a whole lot more. She spent her free time doing house work and carrying out stupid tasks for Raj as if he was her master and she, her slave.

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He had surely taken over her in such a way that seemed brutal and unstoppable. I was beginning to worry about her, so in a rare act of brevity I asked Raj: "I think my mom is sick she seems very weak all over!" He looked at me chuckled and said, "she looks far healthier than he ever remembered!" I was confused and could not fathom what was going on!A few days passed and I started to get a hang of things and try not to think about Raj. I kept to myself and tried to mind my own business. One day Raj called me into the living room where my mom was already waiting for me. 

?I guess there?s no sense hiding things from you anymore?? he said as my mom stood up and stood side ways in front of me so I could see her full profile. ??your mom is going to have a baby!? I could easily see the swelling on my mom?s belly and just when I thought things had gotten back to normal, I was faced with a new dilemma! 

?So you?ll have a new baby brother or sister in just a few months? he said. I looked at my mom; she was glowing and the smile on her face echoed of her devotion towards Raj, a man she did not even know a few months ago?a man that even if she had come across under any other circumstances would not even lay eyes on, now she was laying with him and was carrying his child! ?What a crazy turn of events?, I thought In a few months her tits were going to fill up with milk, and her belly would be swollen like one of Raj?s balloons!

Later that day he explained to me what he was doing, even though I never asked him to and really didn?t want to hear his point of view: ?Your mom sure looks great with a full belly, I thought the sooner she got knocked up the better it was for her health; It was my plan all along to get enough cum in your mom?s pussy, I knew after she had been with me a few times I would be shooting it straight into her cunt. After I pleasured her a few times, she wanted me to give it all to her and that made her more comfortable with daily loads of potent cum.?, he said.

The nights were the hardest, I would hear my mom moan to Raj?s expedience of tongue work and the girt of his cock and that would go on the whole night; ?no wonder she got pregnant so quickly?, I thought! I would see Raj on top of my mom in various positions; now that her belly was bulging out he would hold one leg up putting it on his shoulder, hooking the other leg under his thigh and ram his giant cock into her pussy, thrusting it with no regard for human life. My mom?s cunt would be shaking in spasm as she bucked her hips to make more room for Raj?s cock inside her womb. She was being pumped full every half an hour or so. Raj would call her to the bedroom and order her to undress. She would do as she was told! 

A couple of months later, my mom?s belly already looked like a basketball that was ready to pop. Her tits had expanded to the size of two melons, and you could see the milk stain on her top. She was about 6 months along, I thought. Raj didn?t even care if I was in the room with them or not, if they were in the bedroom or out in the balcony; he would do what he wanted to do with her.

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One day I was sitting in the living room; Raj had just come home from ?work?, my mom was sitting with me, knitting socks for the baby; he set his things aside, stuck his hand in her top and groped one of her breasts, he started massaging it, suddenly there was a big wet stain on her dress, he took out her nipple and started sucking on it. She whimpered in pleasure as her milk flowed into Raj?s mouth, he lifted her skirt and started fingering her cunt at the same time. She started shaking and could not contain herself; he lifted her up and took her to the bedroom, and pounded her with his cock for hours. 

I was just getting ready to go to bed, when he came out to get a drink, he chuckled at me: ?I?m gonna be fuckin her cunt and suckin? on her tits right up till she drops, you know?and guess what, as soon as I can, I?ll be fucking her cunt again. I?m sure she?ll still want me to pleasure her cunt and that means she?s gonna have to let me empty my balls in her all the way! You just might get to see her in a normal state of pregnancy! Hah! Once she gives me a son, I?m gonna make sure she gets knocked up again as soon as she can! Hah, to think that you thought you were gonna stay a spoiled only child! You?re gonna have more brothers and sisters than anyone you?ve known all your life!!? He laughed out loud like some sort of an evil warlock took his glass of water and went back to the bedroom!

It was obvious that he had succeeded in turning my mom into his breeder; she was going to pop one baby after another and be kept in a constant state of pregnancy. She was to follow an annual animal cycle of birth, to be milked whenever her master demanded it from her and to give birth to Raj?s children as long as she could still bear them. 

Months were passing quickly and her belly was getting bigger and bigger, as though the baby inside her tummy was blowing her up like some kind of inflatable sex doll, her tits were more swollen than ever before, they were oozing milk continuously and uncontrollably; her movement had become slow to a troll! She was about the pop!


She was about 9 months pregnant, her tits had filled up and expanded to enormous volumes, and Raj indulged his thirst by sucking them empty several times during the day and at night. It had made her develop a craving for ongoing tit sucking; because of that she was producing so much milk that she had to pump them if Raj wasn't around. Raj was sucking milk from her tits and pumping her cunt with his babymaking juice; his will had become hers! My mom had become a slave and a whore to his demands and there was little anyone could do to break his control over her.

Raj was still selling balloons in the park near our home; I really wished he would stop! He definitely didn't need the money anymore, but he seemed to enjoy letting everyone know that my mom, the daughter of one of the richest land lords in the city was impregnated by a balloon seller! In the beginning, the neighbours would cast side way glances at my mom walking around with the man with balloons that they perhaps had encountered in the park earlier on that day. 
Now that my mom was in her exceedingly obvious stage of her pregnancy they would just quietly laugh and point her out to each other...you could hear them giggle and whisper to each other things while passing them by; Raj was well-aware of this and he seemed to take pleasure in their sayings, he'd have a big smile on his face whenever he'd overhear them talking about how he was dominating the poor rich woman; he was feeding off of it! My mom didn't really care either as she was happy with him filling out his belly and was excited to have another baby!

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Even worse was if I had the agonizing task of being with them when they went out, Raj would grab her ass and squeeze it right in front of me as well as everybody else in the neighbourhood. As soon as they would find a slightly more discrete place he would feel her up, pull down her top and even start sucking on her tits. My grandma was surprisingly happy with all of this. She just loved babies and didn't seem to care what was going on as long as there was a new baby in the house. When I was younger, she would tease me about how cool it would be for my parents to give me a brother or sister; I resented that as I loved being an only child; I was used to get my way and now all of that was out the window!

One day we were guests at my grandma and Raj started his boob licking routine in front of her and I, albeit they were in the next room, we could still see them as they were in plain sight. "I wish he would stop playing with her breasts", I cried to my grandma as I watched Raj rubbing my mom's tits and jiggling them as they oozed milk on his fingers. She gave them a quick glance and looked back at me, "You know Romy, I remember when your mom was breastfeeding you as a baby and as I recall she seemed to enjoy that very much...I think she's enjoying this. Raj told me that he'd like to have another baby as soon as your new baby brother or sister is born." my grandma told me.


"Gimme a break grandma, I really don't wanna hear this, OK?!", I said hoping this would make her shut up.

"It also mean she's going to develop a liking of her milky boobies being sucked as she's preparing to give birth...", she continued as though I was just talking to myself! "...once she gets a liking for that, it won't be too difficult to keep them full long after the baby has arrived. Keeping her breasts full of milk will induce her into wanting to be pregnant again and she will ask Raj to give her another one!" 

I was ready to smash my plate in her head; I was shaking with anger knowing deep down inside that she was probably right. As a kid I'd heard the joke that a kid hated his baby brother so he rubbed arsenic on his mother's breasts to kill him, but somehow his father fell victim to his ploy...somehow this impractical plan seemed like an excellent idea to me!

A few days later, my father called and said that he was in town for a few days and that he wanted to come by an pay me a visit. As I remember he was really opposed to divorcing my mom, I never really understood why until I saw him cry relentlessly when they finally sealed the deal that I realized how much he still loved her. I couldn't bear that he would see my mom in that stage of pregnancy looking like an over inflated love doll, to top that off I knew that Raj would be around and I knew that his presence and his annoying antics with my mom would drive my dad insane.

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That day, before I could get a chance to phone him and tell him that I would see him somewhere else so that he wouldn't have to come near the house, my grandma informed me that she had invited him over for lunch when she had spoken to him earlier on the phone. I felt really uneasy about this and was really worried about how my dad would react to all of this. My fears could not have been anymore justified as their encounter perhaps could not have been choreographed to be any worse!

That day was just a few days shy of my mom's due date and so my grandma, Raj and she were decorating the house for the new baby. Soon my dad was knocking at the door; the first thing he saw as I opened the door was Raj on top of some furniture putting up colourful streamers and balloons on the walls and there was a sign that said "Welcome home Baby"; before he had a chance to digest what this all meant my mom walked across his plane of sight, towards where Raj was standing; she was tying up a balloon and handing it to Raj so he could put it up along with the other decorations. "Here Raj sweetie...oh Moti...hi", she said as she giggled gently and walked towards the door to greet him. My parents were always civil and respectful to each other, but this particular day my dad was about to have a heart attack, he was in a state of shock. My mom's belly was like a big giant balloon ready to explode, she had to keep her back 
inclined backwards at a 15 degree angle just to keep her balance; she was enormous!

"Zyba, uh ....but...how....what-" my dad mumbled as he barely was able to locate his tongue, but he was soon interrupted by Raj. 

"I'm afraid that's my fault Moti...", he laughed as he came down from the top of the furniture and walked towards where my mom and dad were standing. "...see babies in our family are usually 8lbs or heavier!" he put his hand on my mom's shoulder partly as a sign of affection and partly avoiding her from perhaps giving my dad a hug or kiss on the cheek. He didn't even let her shake his hand! 
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Everyone took a seat so that awkwardness for me could continue, Raj sat my mom on his lap, so that her back was towards him, he was holding each of tits in each hand and massaging it while holding conversation, not caring one bit about the effect he was having on my dad. When we got up for dinner, he grabbed her face and stuck his tongue down her throat exhaling deeply into her mouth as though she was in need of resuscitation; she gagged a bit but did not complain. She never complained!

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Oh my God!! This was surprisingly an excellent story!! Even more than just excellent maybe. I loved every bit of it. Unfortunately it ended in a flash. I so much wished the story would continue after the baby was born and I get to witness all the erotic and perverted acts the Balloon man pulls on the lactating young mother.

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Excellent story