17-10-2019, 05:59 PM
One girl,” yes, actually it is far away from city and Manasi taught them bike.”
Manasi smiled, then discussion about initial stages how families feared , taboo in society slowly they agreed and encouraged, now family is fully dependent on their bike riding skill. Manasi did not speak
any word. Then topic shifted to boyfriends, unfortunately the girls have none. I also said i have none and about my mom who rides bike. They apllauded for having such a nice mom and i am lucky and told that
all were failure in love and I will be their boyfriend. I said no i am my mother’s boy, it is my mom who will choose my girlfriend, so better impress her than me.
Ohoooo mama’s boy was echoed, it was near 11.30, we returned at sharp 12. All girls left for home. I waited for Mom, she picked me at 12.05pm. on road she asked about 1st day, i narrated bike ride by girls, their coolness. Mom started teasing me so you are hero with 11 heroines who want to be your
girlfriends. So lucky to have many girlfriends other boys are still dying to have one.
I,” shut up, Mom always traditional thinks.”
Mom,” so I am traditional” saying she zoomed accelerator I hold her tightly at home she pressed disc
brake so my chin rested on her shoulder and rotated bike by 180 degree.
I,” but I love my traditional biker mom in saree which other only dream about.”
Next day Mom dropped me at college, she met my friends on their bikes. They requested Mom to stay with them. Mom said she had to drop another one in morning, but promised in noon she will have time. In 12 pm mom arrived, all girls were ready with bike, they asked mom to go for pincic place, mom agreed. Bikes rolled this time I sat behind mom and asked Mom to never disclose my bike riding
knowledge to girls, Mom laughed. After reaching it was pleasurable.
Girls discussed about their paintings for some time, now discussion shifted as each girl asked my mother to pick her as girlfriend of his son.
Mom,” what is special about my son.”
Girls said,” I am nice well mannered, never looked their body parts and have no issue sitting behind a girls bike as pilion moreover adores loves his mother. Ideal boyfriend, look also good.”
Mom,” so I have some criteria to choose best for my son
1. girl must be a good biker that too in saree
2. she possess some physical strength
3. good cook, my son is bigger foodies
4. must be well cultured.
5. ofcourse fashionable.”
One girl,” so many criteria, god bless your single son.”
Another girl,” lets start from bottom, aunty can you show us our ramp walk.”
All girls cheered, one by one girls started doing fashion walk in front of mom, finally Manasi walked it was awesome in saree, her stomach little bulky like mom, hands too, her hips large. Manasi asked Mom to join her in ramp walk. All girls requested , mom agreed, Mom walked her very large hips swaying slowly , ripple in fleshy belly. Mom laughed.
Next was physical strength, girls decided for arms wrestle to show strength, Manasi defeated all, now demand came for strength test between Mom and Manasi. I prayed to God thanks for giving me my girlfriend, yet official approval needed. In one wooden box Mom locked hand with Manasi, for 30
seconds it was balanced, now blouses got tight arms swelling, so both loosened their one blouse button, yet stalement, now second button of blouse opened, I have seen such force of mother from beating rowdy boys. Now third button was opened of blouse, yet blouses remain intact, this time Manasi Lost, her bicep seems to be 22 inch but lacked liitle strength compared to Mom. Mom hugged Manasi saying she is pretty strong. In between fun, two thieves picked vanities of girls. Girls saw, so quickly they ran to bikes chase the thieves. Thieves knew all jungle roots, it was not plane road. Except Manasi and Mom all left behind. Their were holes, thorn, sharp bend, water logg. But the way both saree women rode handling bigger bikes with sudden brakes, sharp turn bike nearly touching ground, but were cool. We saw a cave like structure with bikes parked outside. We entered to found a group of 14 men all looking dangerous with swords axes with looted treasures counting money. They had other golds too. They
were group of robbers.
Mom,” you two stay safe, I will bring purses.”
Manasi,” I will join you, I may be not that strong as you, but I can be helpful.”
Mom removed her saree handed over to me, Manasi too handed me her saree. Mom tied her petticoat above her blouse tightly so her thighs remain free, she knew it is not same situation as punk boys, these are real criminals, hardened one. Manasi did different approach, she used petticoat to tie as lungi above knee, now two goddesses of mine in mood of demolition. Mom opened her hair, Manasi made a bun. The two entered the cave.
One robber,” what luck we have , now two women have come to satisfy our carnal pleasure .” Another robber,” it will be a nice gang bang.”
Mom,” return our purses else you will be in problem.”
Robbers laughed, but one of them said,” may be these women are from security officer in disguise, it is better to kill them than taking risk.”
Others too nodded including 1st and 2nd one. They took their swords. Mom and Manasi jumped in between surrounded by 14 men, Mom started rotating her hair, Manasi jumped onto head of a robber gave a side kick 360 degree instantly knocking 2 and hard blow with her elbow to third one. Mom did back flip to behind Manasi and threw her to two robbers, Manasi then threw mom like a ball , Mom in mid air did full kick knocking 2. Now they watched each other back kicking front, doing full split in ground, Manasi knocked out using ju jitsu, Mom took a stick fought two sword carrying persons, while other 4 men surrounded mom with sword, they ignored postion of Manasi, she knocked them down from back while Mom was rotating stick at lightening speed. In no time all were knocked out, Mom tied them all in rope. She praised kicks of Manasi. Manasi praised rotating hair technology and wished to learn from my mom.
Suddenly I gave a shout one person put a knife on my neck, he knew he can not run from two tigress, si i was weakest link. He demanded to surrender bike keys of Manasi and Mom so that he will escape he was an aidee of robbers. Mom looked at Manasi nodded, both took bike keys inside from blouse and simultaneously threw at my captor, that idiot moved both hand for keys, i was free, when he captured keys, Manasi and mom jumped on him with two strong blows he was knocked out.
Mom,” Babu are you okay.”
I,” yes mom, what will happen when you are with me.”
Now all girls reached with villagers. Villagers thanked mom for rescuing them from robbers, they regularly terrorized them, now they are safe. Girls asked about everything. Mom and Manasi wore saree
, normalized petticoat. Mom took her sacred thread inside of her blouse chanted some mantra and
touched my head to ward off evils for my safety. Girls said I have a cool mom. They wanted to hang out more with my mom. They planned for girls night together with Mom. Mom agreed despite she is not a party person always in job, still a secret she rarely revealed. I am happy mom got to have some free fun time and Mom may approve Manasi as my girlfriend. We returned a happy journey, I slept on back of Mom, she rode safely. Mom hugged all girls and promised she will join girls night out. Principal came , she praised courage of mom and Manasi, and told girls to get inspire from them, may be she will arrange a self defence class tutored by Manasi and Mom. Manasi agreed , mom backed off citing her job. Principal also rode avenger with peon as pilion. It was pretty eventful yet memorable day.
It was daily routine Madan and Mom cooked food together, Kamala had less work. Madan helped her in household chore too, I helped her too. Mom still goes for work sometimes for 3 to 15 days. Her rest of day goes in studying books, newspaper few time in laptop.
I,” Mom why did not you show your strength earlier to discipline me.”
Manasi smiled, then discussion about initial stages how families feared , taboo in society slowly they agreed and encouraged, now family is fully dependent on their bike riding skill. Manasi did not speak
any word. Then topic shifted to boyfriends, unfortunately the girls have none. I also said i have none and about my mom who rides bike. They apllauded for having such a nice mom and i am lucky and told that
all were failure in love and I will be their boyfriend. I said no i am my mother’s boy, it is my mom who will choose my girlfriend, so better impress her than me.
Ohoooo mama’s boy was echoed, it was near 11.30, we returned at sharp 12. All girls left for home. I waited for Mom, she picked me at 12.05pm. on road she asked about 1st day, i narrated bike ride by girls, their coolness. Mom started teasing me so you are hero with 11 heroines who want to be your
girlfriends. So lucky to have many girlfriends other boys are still dying to have one.
I,” shut up, Mom always traditional thinks.”
Mom,” so I am traditional” saying she zoomed accelerator I hold her tightly at home she pressed disc
brake so my chin rested on her shoulder and rotated bike by 180 degree.
I,” but I love my traditional biker mom in saree which other only dream about.”
Next day Mom dropped me at college, she met my friends on their bikes. They requested Mom to stay with them. Mom said she had to drop another one in morning, but promised in noon she will have time. In 12 pm mom arrived, all girls were ready with bike, they asked mom to go for pincic place, mom agreed. Bikes rolled this time I sat behind mom and asked Mom to never disclose my bike riding
knowledge to girls, Mom laughed. After reaching it was pleasurable.
Girls discussed about their paintings for some time, now discussion shifted as each girl asked my mother to pick her as girlfriend of his son.
Mom,” what is special about my son.”
Girls said,” I am nice well mannered, never looked their body parts and have no issue sitting behind a girls bike as pilion moreover adores loves his mother. Ideal boyfriend, look also good.”
Mom,” so I have some criteria to choose best for my son
1. girl must be a good biker that too in saree
2. she possess some physical strength
3. good cook, my son is bigger foodies
4. must be well cultured.
5. ofcourse fashionable.”
One girl,” so many criteria, god bless your single son.”
Another girl,” lets start from bottom, aunty can you show us our ramp walk.”
All girls cheered, one by one girls started doing fashion walk in front of mom, finally Manasi walked it was awesome in saree, her stomach little bulky like mom, hands too, her hips large. Manasi asked Mom to join her in ramp walk. All girls requested , mom agreed, Mom walked her very large hips swaying slowly , ripple in fleshy belly. Mom laughed.
Next was physical strength, girls decided for arms wrestle to show strength, Manasi defeated all, now demand came for strength test between Mom and Manasi. I prayed to God thanks for giving me my girlfriend, yet official approval needed. In one wooden box Mom locked hand with Manasi, for 30
seconds it was balanced, now blouses got tight arms swelling, so both loosened their one blouse button, yet stalement, now second button of blouse opened, I have seen such force of mother from beating rowdy boys. Now third button was opened of blouse, yet blouses remain intact, this time Manasi Lost, her bicep seems to be 22 inch but lacked liitle strength compared to Mom. Mom hugged Manasi saying she is pretty strong. In between fun, two thieves picked vanities of girls. Girls saw, so quickly they ran to bikes chase the thieves. Thieves knew all jungle roots, it was not plane road. Except Manasi and Mom all left behind. Their were holes, thorn, sharp bend, water logg. But the way both saree women rode handling bigger bikes with sudden brakes, sharp turn bike nearly touching ground, but were cool. We saw a cave like structure with bikes parked outside. We entered to found a group of 14 men all looking dangerous with swords axes with looted treasures counting money. They had other golds too. They
were group of robbers.
Mom,” you two stay safe, I will bring purses.”
Manasi,” I will join you, I may be not that strong as you, but I can be helpful.”
Mom removed her saree handed over to me, Manasi too handed me her saree. Mom tied her petticoat above her blouse tightly so her thighs remain free, she knew it is not same situation as punk boys, these are real criminals, hardened one. Manasi did different approach, she used petticoat to tie as lungi above knee, now two goddesses of mine in mood of demolition. Mom opened her hair, Manasi made a bun. The two entered the cave.
One robber,” what luck we have , now two women have come to satisfy our carnal pleasure .” Another robber,” it will be a nice gang bang.”
Mom,” return our purses else you will be in problem.”
Robbers laughed, but one of them said,” may be these women are from security officer in disguise, it is better to kill them than taking risk.”
Others too nodded including 1st and 2nd one. They took their swords. Mom and Manasi jumped in between surrounded by 14 men, Mom started rotating her hair, Manasi jumped onto head of a robber gave a side kick 360 degree instantly knocking 2 and hard blow with her elbow to third one. Mom did back flip to behind Manasi and threw her to two robbers, Manasi then threw mom like a ball , Mom in mid air did full kick knocking 2. Now they watched each other back kicking front, doing full split in ground, Manasi knocked out using ju jitsu, Mom took a stick fought two sword carrying persons, while other 4 men surrounded mom with sword, they ignored postion of Manasi, she knocked them down from back while Mom was rotating stick at lightening speed. In no time all were knocked out, Mom tied them all in rope. She praised kicks of Manasi. Manasi praised rotating hair technology and wished to learn from my mom.
Suddenly I gave a shout one person put a knife on my neck, he knew he can not run from two tigress, si i was weakest link. He demanded to surrender bike keys of Manasi and Mom so that he will escape he was an aidee of robbers. Mom looked at Manasi nodded, both took bike keys inside from blouse and simultaneously threw at my captor, that idiot moved both hand for keys, i was free, when he captured keys, Manasi and mom jumped on him with two strong blows he was knocked out.
Mom,” Babu are you okay.”
I,” yes mom, what will happen when you are with me.”
Now all girls reached with villagers. Villagers thanked mom for rescuing them from robbers, they regularly terrorized them, now they are safe. Girls asked about everything. Mom and Manasi wore saree
, normalized petticoat. Mom took her sacred thread inside of her blouse chanted some mantra and
touched my head to ward off evils for my safety. Girls said I have a cool mom. They wanted to hang out more with my mom. They planned for girls night together with Mom. Mom agreed despite she is not a party person always in job, still a secret she rarely revealed. I am happy mom got to have some free fun time and Mom may approve Manasi as my girlfriend. We returned a happy journey, I slept on back of Mom, she rode safely. Mom hugged all girls and promised she will join girls night out. Principal came , she praised courage of mom and Manasi, and told girls to get inspire from them, may be she will arrange a self defence class tutored by Manasi and Mom. Manasi agreed , mom backed off citing her job. Principal also rode avenger with peon as pilion. It was pretty eventful yet memorable day.
It was daily routine Madan and Mom cooked food together, Kamala had less work. Madan helped her in household chore too, I helped her too. Mom still goes for work sometimes for 3 to 15 days. Her rest of day goes in studying books, newspaper few time in laptop.
I,” Mom why did not you show your strength earlier to discipline me.”
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