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

[prabudmt]

Welcome back bro... Happy to see your update... But missing hot scenes hurts little... Anyway you will pullback your usual stuffs in upcoming updates

[Waseem990]

welcome back  continue update

[Sexone]

add pic and gif , it connect story with reader directly
#add picture ,gif

describe sexual encounter in details with pic and gifs. Rambo will definetly fit with mummy well. Really excited if rambo marries mummy and breed her unstop at this age

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[garamrohan]

Thank you prabudmt, Waseem and sexone..

Really appreciate your feedback.

Many people are asking for gif and images. I am finding it hard to take out time to write story. I can't work on images regularly, I have put in few pictures when possible. So, please excuse me on this.
Having said that, feel free to put images of your fantasy, if you have. Thanks.

[prabudmt]

Update bro or at least announce date of update... We are waiting

[garamrohan]

Papa arrived after 3 days as he had planned.


Meanwhile I had called a carpenter and had got the backdoor lock fixed. I had arranged my mummy’s closet well and had to shop big for the lost fruits, but despite that I was to be held responsible by Papa.

One good thing had happened, though. During my absence Rambo had returned and had taken his sack with him. I don’t know what panic it would have caused if my papa had seen it. 

That morning, Aditya and I were studying in the outer room. When papa returned to us after using the washroom, his face was distressed. It didn’t take me longer to understand his alert eyes had taken note of the fixed door.  And I was standing there in dilemma, either way I was to get scolded, fixing the lock had not saved me from that. 

“How come you are so irresponsible?” He yelled in his usual tone. 

“But papa, someone had literally ‘broken’ into our house, what could I have done to prevent that?” I panicked.  

“Easy…” Aditya pressed my hand.

But by that time papa had disappeared inside muttering something. 

“He is always like that..” I complained in panic, looking at the book with emptiness; my eyes moistened.

“Ignore it, Mate. He scolds because he cares. It's luck in itself to have someone to scold you.” His voice carried the grief and we busied ourselves back into the study.

—-

Aditya was not a frequent visitor at our house. Mostly we used to meet outside the house. But it was also a strange co-incident him being present when mummy returned, bringing Jiju and Di with her.

This time Jiju was carrying his personal car with him because he was going to stay here for two weeks till Di’s exam was over. That’s why I was at home only, solving high stake mathematical sums – actually pretending to be solving the sums. My mind was occupied by the thought about taking Jiju’s help to teach that bastard Rambo a lesson of life. I had thought about it many times, but had not reached any concrete plan. Sometimes I used to feel that I was overthinking. The way Rambo was creating trouble for mummy and how bold he had become recently, tussle between Jiju and Rambo was bound to happen. 

I heard a car parking in the verandah and I ran towards the door.

“Hey Champ..” Jiju walked out of the car with his charm and waved to me.

I ran to get luggages as mummy and Di also walked out. 

“This much luggage? Are you planning to stay here forever?” I winked at Di.

“So what? This is still my house, isn't it?” She spoke gravely and everybody smiled.

“Whose this guest? Your friend?” Mummy asked in her sweet voice as she saw Aditya calmly standing at the door. 

Both mummy and Di were in beautiful saree and in the morning sunlight were looking pious and modest like unearthly. I saw Aditya step back, his face showing a tint of shyness, and he went back and sat at the couch we were sitting earlier. I put all the luggage inside and came back to join Aditya again. 

“So champ, how's the study going? Hope you haven’t forgotten the challenge to secure admission to the college Papa ji had aspired for you?” He winked.

“Jiju… Don’t become another papa. That one man is more than enough.” I joked in a low voice and we both laughed.

Aditya didn't seem to like the joke. With creases to his forehead he pieced his neck back into the book, while mummy stepped out.

“What's your name, beta?” saying so she had approached us and she caressed his face with both her hands. Aditya was startled and overwhelmed. He just kept looking at me once and then at mummy. I could understand being an orphan he might have not experienced the affection; and mummy was an angel who had always showered her love on everyone. 

“He's Aditya... He's a bit shy, Mummy,” I said before turning to Jiju. “We're good friends, though everything between us somehow turns into a competition.”  But when I completed the sentence, I could see that Jiju was looking with wide eyes and slightly open mouth towards my mummy who had bent to talk with Aditya and me. From the position of Jiju, it seemed he was looking at her saree covered bums only.

—
“Why bring them, I will feel awkward.” Mummy was talking in a low voice with Di. 

“Don’t be a silly, mummy. They won’t even understand. We can ask them to roam around the market while we finish our shopping.” 

I could sense my earlobes heating up. In the afternoon I had told mummy of the robbery and also to check if something is missing as whole the stuff from the closet had been scrambled when I had seen it first. I perfectly knew that all her undies are missing now and she needs to get at least a couple of pairs as soon as possible. I was sure they were talking about that only.

Another thing, when I told her of somebody breaking into home, her face turned white like a dead person. She didn’t speak any further, but I knew she had guessed the truth. Rambo’s obsession for her had been turning out to be riskier day by day.

She became haunted by that fear and worry so much that she was absent minded for the whole day. Di and Jiju thought she was worrying about someone breaking into the house. So they tried to calm her, telling its normal for a thief to break if he knows a house is locked for a long period. It won’t be a dacoit gang to attack an occupied house. Little did they know about the goon who had stolen mummy’s sleep all these days.  

She kept making mistakes the whole day, and that was okay. But the grave mistake – something for which she was to charge very costly – She did miss adding sugar in papa’s tea. 

And that initiated absolutely rubbish cry from my father’s mouth. We siblings were but used to his unnecessarily aggression over our poor mummy and us.

“Papa… Calm down.” Di touched his arm from behind.

“What calm down?” Now it was Di’s turn. But she gathered all courage and spoke up, “Not in front of Jitesh.” That closed papa’s mouth temporarily, but he immediately left the house. I knew he would have tea at a particular tea stall now.

“Is he sane?...” Jiju couldn’t control his anger, “Disgusting..” saying that he went inside.

“Now you don’t start it…” Di ran behind him.

—


It was 6:30 PM in the evening. All four of us were at the market. I remembered our earlier visits to the market and how much fun we had. We were enjoying our time, chitchatting and making fun of each other. We had a snack at the same spot we had chosen last time. And like last time, this time as well, Jiju opted for the Paav Bhaji – after mummy said she wanted to have one.  

I noticed mummy poking Di and both of them stood up. Di told us to enjoy the food while they did the rest of the shopping. 

“What else is left, let me come with you, dear?” He offered the company.

“No.. No.. It's ladies' things. You will get bored.” Di answered and both of them disappeared.

I was enjoying the tasty, hot dosa when Jiju patted my back and said, “You have it. I will come in 5 mins.” He had become restless since Di and mummy had left and I was damn sure Jiju was to follow them. So it was obvious for me to follow Jiju.

I was walking behind Jiju, keeping enough distance between us so that he won’t notice me or I could quickly hide if he turns back. He followed the ladies who entered the undergarment shop. It was not a big, flashy one as you can imagine a town in the late 90’s. But it still looked to have a large collection. I wondered how Jiju could be this bold. He very openly went there and stood beside them.

“Why are you here?” Di panicked.

“I am done with the food, so I just thought to join you. Is there any problem?” He was talking very calmly. I was listening to this hiding behind another stall next to it. 

“You are impossible!” Di hissed, while mummy was standing calmly there. God! How awkward she might be feeling to purchase undergarments in front of her son-in-law.”

“No Didi… That size is not available. Can avail it for you next week.” The shopkeeper said.

“Leave it. We will look elsewhere..” Di said in panic and pulled mummy by shoulder along with her.

“And Jitesh… Do wait for us in the stall. We will meet you there.” That was a stern warning from Di not to follow them.

Jiju kept staring at them as they disappeared in the crowd. And he whistled, turned back to the shopkeeper and taunted, “What kind of merchant you are? Don’t you keep enough stock?”  I moved closer, still ensuring I am out of the visibility to hear them carefully.

“That’s not the case, Saheb. Don’t you see these two 10x10 rooms are full of material. I was not having the sizes madam demanded.”

“What sizes?” Jiju’s voice was in controlled eagerness.

“I have all sizes of panties, but the 36-DD brassieres were out of stock.” 

“Mmm.. 36-DD… Interesting…” He turned back saying this. And I could see his face glowing with strange excitement.

[garamrohan]

Thank you everyone for the patience. Enjoy the posted update! More updates coming tomorrow. Cheers!

[prabudmt]

Interesting update... But hero of the story rambo missing...hope he will make entry in next update.