Misc. Erotica ...And My Mother doesn't Remain Ours

[prabudmt]

Saturday over bro???

[The Great One]

Please update it has been many days you have not updated your story.
The interest in such wonderful story becomes less and less when for many days and weeks writer doesn't update his story

[Featherguy]

update brother....please

[Deepika2021]

Please provide an update on the situation—what happened? Why haven't you responded to the comments?

[Sexone]

Need a big update,come back

[Featherguy]

where are please update

[prabudmt]

Daily visiting the thread, atleast 10 times per day... Please update brother or give a date of update...

[Gladiator967]

Even if you cant update please reply

[garamrohan]

waiting for it, please update( add pics and gifs)

Update please

????? UPDATE

Saturday over bro???

Please update it has been many days you have not updated your story.
The interest in such wonderful story becomes less and less when for many days and weeks writer doesn't update his story

update brother....please

Please provide an update on the situation—what happened? Why haven't you responded to the comments?

Need a big update,come back

where are please update

Daily visiting the thread, atleast 10 times per day... Please update brother or give a date of update...

Even if you cant update please reply

Hello guys, I am really busy with my professional work these days. I couldn't sit down for couple of hours to write few lines. Further it seems difficult to take out time this month, so no luck with writing this month :-(

But I will definitely rejuvenate the story in the coming month. I am so sorry to keep you suspended with excitement, but spare me of the time and like with my other stories, I assure you that I will complete this as well.

[Ayush01111]

Will ever son come forward and tell mom about this maza and he will try this maza

[prabudmt]

Hello guys, I am really busy with my professional work these days. I couldn't sit down for couple of hours to write few lines. Further it seems difficult to take out time this month, so no luck with writing this month :-(

But I will definitely rejuvenate the story in the coming month. I am so sorry to keep you suspended with excitement, but spare me of the time and like with my other stories, I assure you that I will complete this as well.

Hi garamrohan,
Thanks for your reply... Me too on the same boat, currently unemployed, looking for a new job. I understand your current state...focus on your career settle down then only your mind be free... Then continue your story writing work... But please don't forget we are waiting for your update

[garamrohan]

Will ever son come forward and tell mom about this maza and he will try  this maza

Sorry. The answer is no.

[garamrohan]

Hi garamrohan,
Thanks for your reply... Me too on the same boat, currently unemployed, looking for a new job. I understand your current state...focus on your career settle down then only your mind be free... Then continue your story writing work... But please don't forget we are waiting for your update

Thanks for understanding 

[Ayush01111]

Sorry. The answer is no.

Will son ever get any type of this maza with any women then it will fun while son having sex mom see and son blackmail mom not to tell any one please check if poaaible

[The_Writer]

Hello guys, I am really busy with my professional work these days. I couldn't sit down for couple of hours to write few lines. Further it seems difficult to take out time this month, so no luck with writing this month :-(

But I will definitely rejuvenate the story in the coming month. I am so sorry to keep you suspended with excitement, but spare me of the time and like with my other stories, I assure you that I will complete this as well.

Take your time, no need to hurry.

[Erotica erotica]

please come back and update

[Night_prowler]

Waiting for the update

[garamrohan]

I was wondering when this turmoil would meet its end. The feeling was miserable – keeping count of Rambo 's visit to our house. I didn’t see my mummy in his embrace thereafter – but I no longer needed to, my heart already knew it. Golden were those 4-5 days when he used to disappear from our surroundings. But whenever he returned and wandered around our house after that gap, I was alarmed that he was on heat. I could read the same anticipation on my mummy’s troubled and helpless face.


There had been at least 6 encounters known to me. For those many I had strong reason to believe. I had got into the habit of taking note of whether mummy had changed into another saree in the evening, and if so, confirming the sexual encounter by going through her laundry in the dark bathroom in the backyard. 

I must admit here, as much as I was pissed off by this tragic situation, and was mindfully planning to resolve it once and for all; there were moments I used to get sexual arousal. And while I felt shame and guilt after masturbation, during those high moments my mind would just let go of all worries and get haunted by all the explicit images and thoughts of that dirty and strong Rambo with my beautiful, pious mummy and release loads of dopamine. 

Many times I had woken up with morning wood and dry throat and I had dreamed of mummy’s mating with Rambo – in different situations, in different  positions. And I relieved myself convinced that I will figure out a way out of it. 

And as I had already thought - Jiju was the only way out. That night's discussion between mummy and papa confirmed that.  

I woke up at midnight sometime and went for the toilet in the backyard. It was a full moon hence I managed to walk there without taking a torch or making any noise. While I was entering the kitchen from the backdoor, I overheard voices coming from my parent’s bedroom. 

The curiosity made me walk slowly and carefully by the walls until I reached the window. My parents used to keep the window open as it had a protective rod-frame and a curtain, which was half pulled at that night and was fluttering with the soothing breezes of summer night. 

And I was startled, I had forgotten that there was a honeycomb there and I could have touched that and caused havoc. Keeping an eye on that honeycomb which was getting enlarged day by day, I concentrated on carefully listening to what my parents were saying.

“Are you out of your mind, Madhurima? Don’t you know how much compromise I had to make to get this house?”, papa was panicking, “It will be a foolish decision to sell this house from a developing prime location and look elsewhere.”

“But the area is secluded and people here are not good,” mummy’s feeble voice. 

“You got to know this after all these years? You were all okay till now.”

“Please listen to me, can’t we rent it out if we don't sell and move to a place near your workplace? We will live in a rented house. It will also save your commute.” She was trying hard to convince her to leave the house and now I knew that she was not inactive. She was trying best in her capacity to escape from Rambo. 

“Absolutely rubbish idea,” Papa cried, “Why would a sane minded person leave such a good, healthy town and go live in a polluted area with a lot of industrial firms?” 

“I was just saying..” Mummy was still holding on to her weak defense.

“Shut up.” Papa said and there was silence for half a minute. 

I had just turned to go to my room but I heard something that froze my legs. My parents were whispering and I couldn’t stop myself from slowly peeking through the window corner.

Papa had held mummy’s shoulder and was asking her for sex.

What startled me was that mummy was in a night gown. I didn’t know she owned one. She probably wore it only in the bedroom while sleeping. Back then in the late 90’s it was not very common for middle-class house women to stay in their choice of clothes all day.

“It’s been 2 months,” He said, “The work tension has ruined it all. Feeling very relieved and excited today after this long time.”

Mummy replied something which I couldn’t make out.

“So what, I too want to wake up at 5. Let's wrap it up quickly,” saying that he got out of bed and undressed himself to full nudity. Mummy then moved to the center of the bed, with her hand on her eyes she was breathing heavily and her heavy chest was moving up and down in that moonlight. 

I was seeing this from no farther than 3-4 feets as their heads were towards the window only. And I was excited to see my parent’s lovemaking for the first time. I was eager to experience how people in a pious, respectful relationship like marriage do sex unlike the primal ravishing that had been exhibited by Rambo.

He got on the bed, between her legs. His one hand was shagging his semi erect penis. “Oh Madhurima…” he moaned as his free hand caressed mummy’s body over the gown and she sighed.

“Come close na,” she said in a lovely tone but papa ignored. He was all focused on getting a full erection. 

He just parted her legs and raised gown till her pubic area was open. I was not able to see anything apart from her plump and smooth thighs and healthy bush at her pubic. Papa started rubbing his penis on her pubic area while still holding its base and shagging in between.

The next two minutes he changed angles, tried different things, but it seemed he was not able to penetrate her. He let out a sigh of frustration, still railing himself on his knees between mummy’s legs.

My mummy sat up, stretched her hand and caressed his folder. “Easy.. don’t hurry.” 

“Would you please lay down, Madhurima.. Let me do it my way, or I will lose erection.” When he said this, he was not even half erect as he was earlier. His panic was having a bad effect.

Mummy laid back obediently, but before that, she undone the bun and tossed her hair free (maybe to entice my dad, I am not sure). So as she laid, her long hair traces spread over the pillow. That simple act accentuated her femininity. 

“Wow… you are so beautiful Madhurima.” Papa said as he sped up shagging and with free hand he pressed her left breast.

That made mummy sigh as “ummm” and it twitched my member in the pants. 

Quickly he got overexcited.. And started pushing his penis inside her, both his hands employed at the acts. Mummy also was helping by positioning herself appropriately and instructing him. 

“Not there… little below… no.. no.. little way up.. Han there only.”  

But to my utter surprise and pity, he didn’t penetrate her successfully even once. In fact, he didn’t get enough erection. And tired of himself, he lowered his neck and said, “ I won’t be able to do it today.” and angrily get out of bed. 

Mummy sat up again, adjusted her gown properly and pinned her freed hair again in the bun waiting for my papa. He came and sat at the edge of the bed, facing away from her. 

Mummy lovingly moved to him and embraced him from back.. Putting her head on his shoulder she said with utmost love and sincerity, “Don’t worry. I don’t want all this. Your love is all I want.” 

“I don’t believe this is happening to me,” He jerked his shoulder in wrath and pushed mummy away. 

“Don’t worry about it Ji, I really meant when I said this is not needed. But if you are so concerned why don’t you consult a doctor?” Mummy suggested in a fearful voice.

“Keep your mouth shut. I am not impotent, you idiot. I have had two kids with you. It’s just work pressure and it will get cured on its own.” 

Nobody spoke for a minute or so.

“You sleep now. We will try someday later.” papa said with an authoritative voice. Both of them slept at either edge of the bed, facing away from each other. 
I kept thinking about the pitiful situation mummy was facing while I walked to bed. Exploitation from a retarded person on one side, and the unsympathetic and toxic husband on the other side. The incident only firmed my will to rescue my mummy from this mess.

[garamrohan]

I wasn’t expecting the relief that soon.


Well, I knew that once Jiju came over to our place, I could get Rambo 's ass whipped by him, but there were still a good 15 days until Di's exam commenced. While I had made up my mind to wait for two more weeks, unexpectedly Di called and insisted mummy and papa go visit her home. 

Mummy readily accepted the invitation and well, this was indeed a relief for me cause now Rambo was not able to reach her from that very moment. While dad had managed to get leave for 3 days only, mummy was to stay there for all 15 days and came back along with Di and Jiju. 

I have been told to eat at a mess, and despite this inconvenience I was happy to have privacy for good 15 days. Although, I was not in position to afford wasting it all enjoying, as my board exams were approaching, too. 

So my  routine for the next 15 days was – wake up late, get ready leisurely and have breakfast in any random hotel at the market by 10 AM. Then return back and study till 1 PM. Then go to the mess and eat lunch. Thereafter, I typically used to roam and meet my friends, or come home and take a good nap til 4 PM. With a fresh mind, then I used to study for a couple of hours to leave home by 6-7 PM to wander and eat dinner only to get home for sleeping by 9 PM.

I was in touch with Aditya, my friend and competitor. We used to meet daily, either in the afternoon or in the evening and discuss about study and exams. A few of my classmates who were there with me in the cricket club used to also join us. 

I remember one morning when I opened the front door, Rambo was standing in the verandah with a face full of hope. I was startled for a minute, but then gathered courage and told him to get out. He went, taking a peek at our house in between. I couldn’t stop counting my fingers. It’s been close to a week since he had it with mummy last time.  

“No luck this time, you bastard!” I mumbled and got ready to go for breakfast.

Unexpectedly, I met all my classmates there, who were planning to see a movie on VCR. I was surprised that Aditya too, was coming to one of our friends’ house to see the movie. So I didn’t refrain and agreed to join them. I wanted to get done with the day’s study but. So I quickly finished the breakfast and returned home.

Something didn’t feel right, and when I opened the lock of the front door I felt somebody slip away from the backdoor. I got taken by sudden fright, but with that as well I managed to run towards the backyard. As I reached the backdoor of our kitchen, I saw Rambo jumping off the compound wall and disappearing on the backstreet. 

I collapsed to the threshold holding the door for support. The realization of Rambo breaking into me had shaken me. Although, I shouldn’t have forgotten that mummy was going through such shocks regularly.

I went inside and looked after the mess that he had created. He had opened the fridge and half eaten apples were lying there. Fruits were all missing. I signed and walked towards my parents bedroom. 

Man… 

He had opened my mummy’s closet and all her sarees, blouses and other stuff were scattered in the room. My god.. What was really on his mind? This level of obsession that not finding mummy made him run through her clothes? I was strangely surprised, not sure what all her stuff he had carried out with him along with fruits in the fridge. And I was left with the duty to arrange the stuff properly. 

I got pisssed off and went to the backyard to check his traces. I walked till the compound wall, jumped to check the other side to find the road completely empty. As I turned back, I saw his dirty sack put at the corner of the door. 

My heart pounded, as I had previously seen him stuffing my mummy’s bra along with fruits inside that bag. And now it was evident that he has invaded both her closet as well as fridge. With a shaking hand I picked up the sack, turned back and confirmed no one was around and entered the kitchen with that sack.

I watched the sack for a good minute with confusion whether I should look at it or not.

Then hesitantly, I opened it and a stale odour, stench reached my nose. I dropped the bag out of disgust. But my eye had caught a glimpse of something that made me still approach it. With my nostrils closed with one hand and taking a stick I started taking the clothes out of that.

My head was spinning. He had stuffed almost 5-6 pairs of bras and panties into that dirty bag. Of course all those were my mummy’s belongings. I could also see the bra that he had carried with him on his first visit to our house. That bra has been stained, its cups have got holes and were smelling musky. I couldn’t even imagine the weird things he might be doing with her undergarments. I pushed everything back in the bag. Even the fresh undies he has just stolen needed serious washing if I want to keep it back in mummy's closet. I avoided that. 

I dumped the bag in its original place outside the door and ran to the bathroom. I was going to vomit, and then – shag like hell.

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It took me 1:30 PM to reach my classmate’s home where the movie was arranged. As expected, everyone scolded me for being late, well not everyone – Aditya was sitting comfortably on the sofa and smiled at me. I sat beside him and we started watching the movie. 

As the parents of our host were out of town, we were at luxury to speak and act out more openly. And as I was suspecting in the morning, one of the friends took out the tape he had secretly borrowed there. 

“What is it?” the boys enquired excitedly.

“What else?” the boy carrying the cassette enacted fucking with his hand gesture and everyone chirpped.

“Wait.. wait.” This was not our plan,” Aditya tried to intervene.

But who was to listen to him? Within a minute the movie was stopped and this new cassette was inserted. I must say I was becoming addicted to the sexual stuff. After shagging and cumming vigorously just less than an hour ago, I was feeling my cock hardened and was wishing badly to see the sex recording. 

“Fuckkk… maalll … Chod de…”

“Pound that bitch…” boys had become horny and were crying out filthy statements.

The clip was Indian and if anyone has seen VCR days, was nowhere clear by today’s standard. But that was no less than treasure for us with limited resources that time. A fair, middle aged lady was literally getting ravished by a dark and ugly man of similar age. I was aroused because the scene was hot, but also for how much it resembled Rambo mounting on my mummy. Indeed in the clip as well, the lady didn’t look to have full consensus about the scene, but rather looked to be doing this for money or some other reasons.

While I was so intrigued, I noticed Aditya stood up and walked out of the room, just muttering, “Disgusting.”

It was hell difficult for me to detach myself from the kinky movie, but my soul said that catching Aditya was more important. He was truly my friend, someone whose indirect advice had kept my mind sane throughout the Rambo incidents.

“What happened?” I held his shoulder and stopped him and I felt him shivering. His whole body was shaking and I could see pain gathering into his watery eyes. 

“You okay?”

“I just can't fathom a woman's sexual degradation; treating her as an object of lust. Didn’t you see the movie, the lady wasn’t happy at all. How come someone enjoys seeing this.”, he said with tight fists. 

“Does anybody even understand what that lady might be going through? What does her closed one have to face in the future due to this? Does one have to go through it to understand this? Common guys, where is your conscience?” 

His panic was indisputable and I felt very ashamed for that even though it had happened to my own birth-giving mother – my dear mummy, I was enjoying the clip. 

I am sorry – was what I could say and I pressed his hands warmly and we departed to our respective houses. 

[Gladiator967]

Give long update bro