13-05-2019, 07:11 PM
Not quite knowing what to do, Archana kept still, feeling dizzy and slightly nauseous as she watched her son openly studying her body as she stood before him in only her bra and pantyhose. Worse yet, he made no attempt to hide the growing erection that was tenting the front of his jeans. She tried to avert her eyes but found herself unable to stop from periodically stealing glances at it surreptitiously, feeling more anxious each time she did.
She felt like a store mannequin as he casually walked around her, looking her over while jotting down notes in his little pad. At one point she tried giving him a weak smile but he simply ignored her and kept writing. Finally, he unrolled the cloth measuring tape and stretched it between his hands.
"Alright, we'll start with your waist."
Ravi stretched the tape around the small of his mother's back before pulling it tight at her navel where he read 25 inches. This pleased him and he made a soft approving whistle as he pulled the tape playfully back and forth around the circumference of her tiny waistline.
"Very nice," he commented out loud as he recorded the figure on his notepad. He licked his lips and said, "Now let's measure your bust."
He made her lift her arms so he could loop the measuring tape behind her and then pulled it tight over the cups of her bra being careful to position it in line with her nipples.
"Ah, 38 inches. ... Perfect."
He let one end of the tape drop but kept his hands on her, pressing her breasts together between his palms and squeezing them to get a good sense of their firmness. She looked away embarrassed as her son continued to fondle her.
When he finished with her boobs he let his hands slide down her front where he drummed his fingertips over her tummy, pausing to toy with the cute dimple of her belly button before pulling the waistband of her pantyhose away and playfully letting it snap back into place. Pleased with himself, he finally spoke to her directly.
"Mom, you really are too hot for your own good. It's no wonder Deepak was so obsessed about getting his hands on you."
Archana felt tears forming and she could only get out a shaky response:
"Oh, Ravi ... I'm so sorry."
"Aw, no worries. ... I know this is stressful for you but you'll just have to make the best of it. After all, he caught you fair and square, you know."
"Um, I - I don't ... know. ," she stammered.
While they talked Ravi passed the end of the cloth tape between the gap at the top of her thighs. He held one end up against her belly while he pulled the other side up from behind her so it pressed between her buttocks like a thong. Then he slowly sawed the fabric tape slowly back and forth using her crotch like a pulley. This caused Archana to gasp with a little surprised "oh!" as the cloth tape rubbed over her mound. Though she tried to ignore it, her body began responding to the friction from the tape and she felt the telltale warmth of arousal between her legs.
Alarmed and embarrassed, Archana spoke up:
"R-Ravi. Um, ... I'm your mother. ..." she began.
His interrupted her swiftly.
"No! Not tonight you aren't. ... Tonight you're here as the property of my good friend."
The words struck Archana like a slap in the face. Tears welled up in her eyes and she started to speak again but he stopped her abruptly.
"That's enough. — No more talking. I know this is difficult for you, but it's not my fault you were foolish enough to let him bag you tonight. Deepak's nailed more than a few girls in this town but I didn't expect his biggest score would be you."
He pulled the measuring tape from between her legs and ran it between his fingers noticing how warm and moist it had become. He was really getting her wet.
She felt like a store mannequin as he casually walked around her, looking her over while jotting down notes in his little pad. At one point she tried giving him a weak smile but he simply ignored her and kept writing. Finally, he unrolled the cloth measuring tape and stretched it between his hands.
"Alright, we'll start with your waist."
Ravi stretched the tape around the small of his mother's back before pulling it tight at her navel where he read 25 inches. This pleased him and he made a soft approving whistle as he pulled the tape playfully back and forth around the circumference of her tiny waistline.
"Very nice," he commented out loud as he recorded the figure on his notepad. He licked his lips and said, "Now let's measure your bust."
He made her lift her arms so he could loop the measuring tape behind her and then pulled it tight over the cups of her bra being careful to position it in line with her nipples.
"Ah, 38 inches. ... Perfect."
He let one end of the tape drop but kept his hands on her, pressing her breasts together between his palms and squeezing them to get a good sense of their firmness. She looked away embarrassed as her son continued to fondle her.
When he finished with her boobs he let his hands slide down her front where he drummed his fingertips over her tummy, pausing to toy with the cute dimple of her belly button before pulling the waistband of her pantyhose away and playfully letting it snap back into place. Pleased with himself, he finally spoke to her directly.
"Mom, you really are too hot for your own good. It's no wonder Deepak was so obsessed about getting his hands on you."
Archana felt tears forming and she could only get out a shaky response:
"Oh, Ravi ... I'm so sorry."
"Aw, no worries. ... I know this is stressful for you but you'll just have to make the best of it. After all, he caught you fair and square, you know."
"Um, I - I don't ... know. ," she stammered.
While they talked Ravi passed the end of the cloth tape between the gap at the top of her thighs. He held one end up against her belly while he pulled the other side up from behind her so it pressed between her buttocks like a thong. Then he slowly sawed the fabric tape slowly back and forth using her crotch like a pulley. This caused Archana to gasp with a little surprised "oh!" as the cloth tape rubbed over her mound. Though she tried to ignore it, her body began responding to the friction from the tape and she felt the telltale warmth of arousal between her legs.
Alarmed and embarrassed, Archana spoke up:
"R-Ravi. Um, ... I'm your mother. ..." she began.
His interrupted her swiftly.
"No! Not tonight you aren't. ... Tonight you're here as the property of my good friend."
The words struck Archana like a slap in the face. Tears welled up in her eyes and she started to speak again but he stopped her abruptly.
"That's enough. — No more talking. I know this is difficult for you, but it's not my fault you were foolish enough to let him bag you tonight. Deepak's nailed more than a few girls in this town but I didn't expect his biggest score would be you."
He pulled the measuring tape from between her legs and ran it between his fingers noticing how warm and moist it had become. He was really getting her wet.
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