02-05-2020, 05:13 PM
My mom, me and our journey through the years
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02-05-2020, 05:14 PM
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All readers are requested to please comment on the thread. Please let me know if you liked the update (or didn't like it). Your comments and messages are the only ways that I get to know if what I am writing is being enjoyed.
Also, your feedback helps in keeping me motivated to write more and more.
In case you have any suggestions for plot ahead or on how to improve the story any further, please feel free to share. You can either post it here or pm me.
Lastly, let me know if you want me to include any fetish or fantasies in the story. I will try to incorporate them in the plot as well.
Thanks
Also, your feedback helps in keeping me motivated to write more and more.
In case you have any suggestions for plot ahead or on how to improve the story any further, please feel free to share. You can either post it here or pm me.
Lastly, let me know if you want me to include any fetish or fantasies in the story. I will try to incorporate them in the plot as well.
Thanks
02-05-2020, 08:53 PM
Chapter 6: Anubhav (Experience)
Coming up
Coming up
02-05-2020, 09:02 PM
Guys, another important announcement
Till now it has been all fantasy between a bunch of boys and the mom wasn't really involved in any proceedings. However, things are going to change now. Mom's gonna play more and more important role as we proceed throughout the chapters.
So, I have decided to make this a picture story.
There will be no more mom son incest memes as in past in the thread. Instead I will be posting pics of a Punjabi Milf whose pics I have taken from net and who closely resembles the mom of our story. Not only in looks but the also the way she dresses.
Rest assured she is not my mom and the pics are from Net. These pics will help you picturize the plot better. Do let me know what you feel about it.
Till now it has been all fantasy between a bunch of boys and the mom wasn't really involved in any proceedings. However, things are going to change now. Mom's gonna play more and more important role as we proceed throughout the chapters.
So, I have decided to make this a picture story.
There will be no more mom son incest memes as in past in the thread. Instead I will be posting pics of a Punjabi Milf whose pics I have taken from net and who closely resembles the mom of our story. Not only in looks but the also the way she dresses.
Rest assured she is not my mom and the pics are from Net. These pics will help you picturize the plot better. Do let me know what you feel about it.
02-05-2020, 09:16 PM
02-05-2020, 10:43 PM
Any feedback peeps?
03-05-2020, 12:07 PM
(03-05-2020, 09:08 AM)coolraj839 Wrote: Bro first i would like congratulate u for your superb story and awesome conceptnow i will anwer ypur questions
1st i am most liking in this story that mom is very simple not any slutty or whore type she is natural and son and mom story concept
2.i dont like the way mom is being humilated everywhere online also and in between the friends in front of his son everytime he should object
3.i want the mom to be laid very sensualy and eroticly with the son only evrytime
4.i want that mom should only be penetrated by his son only not by anyone else and if you want his friend then u can only allow them to tease his son and see his son fucking her mother
Thanks bro..sorry to disappoint you but our moms moms be used by others as well
03-05-2020, 12:08 PM
(03-05-2020, 09:11 AM)coolraj839 Wrote: Suerb pic ypu can definetly use her for the mom
Fantasy is that you can also include mom sis also in this and make them talikinh dirty and talkinh about his son and try to seduce him and get fucked by him
Again...sorry...no sis in this story.
Actually, I don't have a sis in real life as well
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04-05-2020, 07:55 PM
(04-05-2020, 05:05 PM)crystalcore.118 Wrote: Although the concenpt is entirely upto writer, but too much humiliation will not be good as per my thinking. Too much humiliation from male side shows how male only try to think females as sex toys only, which is not good. Some amount of abusing/humiliation is ok, but treating and faming a decent lady as slut, that too in internet, is not a good perspective. However, if the lady dont object, than its ok.
So, if I may suggest, keep the humiliaton low, erotism higher.
Ur suggestions are well taken bro...will try to keep it that way.
But then, how a female is treated by a male depends on how mature the male is.. she has till now been fantasised by young boys of 13-14 years who tend to treat women like an object... You will discover as the story progresses how she is handled in a completely different way by other males
04-05-2020, 08:54 PM
05-05-2020, 09:42 AM
Chapter 6: Anubhav
Sex has a flip side. Like almost all other things in life, it tends to get boring until and unless a new thrill keeps coming one's way. That's probably why sometimes courtship offers more fun than even actual love making. That's probably is also one of the reasons why people cheat. It offers them the thrill of not only cheating on their partners but also offers them new experiences that had ceased to exist after marriage. This is true for every single one of us and me and my friends were no exception.
The 'mom-talk' among the friends had slowly grown monotonous. It didn't offer the same fun that it used to earlier. We needed something new to lust for. Our thoughts needed something new to imagine and our dicks needed something new to get erect upon. Probably, it was this quest for new that got Rajiv to look for online fun in form of a roleplay. And to be true, it was great fun and I enjoyed every bit of it that day. It was a pity that we didn't last that long that day and couldn't experience mom getting fucked by that stranger. But nonetheless, it was magical.
After I had cummed that day, Rajiv who was just back from washroom after cleaning up, continued the chat for next 5-10 minutes before he received a call from his parents informing him of their arrival very soon. He closed the chat as we felt bad that we could not be witness to the end of what we had started. As I left him, Rajiv told me that he chats with many strangers like that and he would be chatting with someone else in the night as well. The thoughts occupied my mind that whole day. At home, mom was wearing a gown and I kept imagining that mangalsutra hanging in her neck tied around that man's dick. Her boobs and ass looked even yummier today and I had a super erect dick imagining her in the role that we had played in the chat earlier that day. I wished I had a laptop for myself so that I could indulge in chatting and roleplaying myself without being dependent on Rajiv. Before I slept , I had a good shag remembering all events of the day.
My thoughts of the events had not even started fading when something happened that changed everything. Rajiv had to go out and seek his 'new' thrill online while mine came right into my home and that too alongside my dad.
On Sunday morning, around 2-3 days later,my father returned from his morning walk around 9 in the morning. I had just finished my morning chores and mom was in kitchen preparing breakfast when he entered the house and called my name. 'Amit, beta mummy ko' bolo paani pilaye aur chai ke liye bhi bol do' ('ask mom to serve water and prepare tea') he instructed me as I entered the hall and noticed someone sitting and chatting with my dad. It took me only a few seconds to recognise him. He was the same 'professor' whom we had met in the metro train a couple of days ago. 'Namaste uncle' I greeted him as I moved out of the hall to convey dad's message to mom in the kitchen.
But before I could move out of the hall, I saw mom coming in our direction. She would have probably realised that there was a visitor after overhearing the exchange between me and dad. My mom had already taken bath and was looking fresh and beautiful in her pink salwar suit that she had coupled with a dark pink bindi and lipstick. I stood there as mom entered the hall a couple of seconds later. 'Arey aap. Namaste ji' ('oh you. Hello') My mom greeted the professor with a smile on her face. I could make out from her reaction that she was pleasantly surprised by him paying us a visit. But it wasn't her reaction that was out of order. It was the professor, someone who had been a perfect gentleman till then, who seemed to have been lost in his thoughts on seeing the mom. He took a second before replying 'namaste Bhabhi ji. Theek hai aap?'. ('hello dear. How are you?') My dad intervened 'yeh to aane ke liye maan hi Nahi rahe the. Badi mushkil se laaya hu manakar inhe chai k liye' ('He wasn't willing to visit us. It took me lot of effort to get him to have tea with us'). All this while I noticed that the professor kept staring at my mom as if checking her out. Although it was not for long, but I noticed him steeling a glance of mom's left boob which peeped through the dupaata. And probably mom noticed that too. That's the reason why she went on to adjust her dark blue and pink dupatta so as to cover her boobs completely. 'Mein abhi paani lekar aayi', (' I will get some water to drink')saying this mom turned to return to kitchen. But even that wasn't enough to make the processor turn his eyes away from her as he continued to stare at her body while she walked away. Once she was out of sight, he turned towards me ' Aur Amit beta, padhai kaisi chal rahi hai?'(' how are your studies going on, son?). I was taken by surprise on sudden question thrown at me and replied ' theek chal rahi hai uncle' ('going on fine, uncle').' 'aapka poora parivaar bahut badhiya hai. Sab bahut pyaare hai'('your whole family is very good and lovely'), he turned towards my father now and remarked with a smile. I knew who he was referring to as 'lovely' when he said that. But for reasons unknown to me, my father remained oblivious to his clearly evident interest in mom which could be made out in the way he looked at her.
In a couple of minutes, mom was back with water in her hands. She had got her bust fully Dbangd in dupatta when she returned. They say that a lady always knows the intent of every look towards her and my mom probably already knew the purpose of the lusty looks of the professor.
Sex has a flip side. Like almost all other things in life, it tends to get boring until and unless a new thrill keeps coming one's way. That's probably why sometimes courtship offers more fun than even actual love making. That's probably is also one of the reasons why people cheat. It offers them the thrill of not only cheating on their partners but also offers them new experiences that had ceased to exist after marriage. This is true for every single one of us and me and my friends were no exception.
The 'mom-talk' among the friends had slowly grown monotonous. It didn't offer the same fun that it used to earlier. We needed something new to lust for. Our thoughts needed something new to imagine and our dicks needed something new to get erect upon. Probably, it was this quest for new that got Rajiv to look for online fun in form of a roleplay. And to be true, it was great fun and I enjoyed every bit of it that day. It was a pity that we didn't last that long that day and couldn't experience mom getting fucked by that stranger. But nonetheless, it was magical.
After I had cummed that day, Rajiv who was just back from washroom after cleaning up, continued the chat for next 5-10 minutes before he received a call from his parents informing him of their arrival very soon. He closed the chat as we felt bad that we could not be witness to the end of what we had started. As I left him, Rajiv told me that he chats with many strangers like that and he would be chatting with someone else in the night as well. The thoughts occupied my mind that whole day. At home, mom was wearing a gown and I kept imagining that mangalsutra hanging in her neck tied around that man's dick. Her boobs and ass looked even yummier today and I had a super erect dick imagining her in the role that we had played in the chat earlier that day. I wished I had a laptop for myself so that I could indulge in chatting and roleplaying myself without being dependent on Rajiv. Before I slept , I had a good shag remembering all events of the day.
My thoughts of the events had not even started fading when something happened that changed everything. Rajiv had to go out and seek his 'new' thrill online while mine came right into my home and that too alongside my dad.
On Sunday morning, around 2-3 days later,my father returned from his morning walk around 9 in the morning. I had just finished my morning chores and mom was in kitchen preparing breakfast when he entered the house and called my name. 'Amit, beta mummy ko' bolo paani pilaye aur chai ke liye bhi bol do' ('ask mom to serve water and prepare tea') he instructed me as I entered the hall and noticed someone sitting and chatting with my dad. It took me only a few seconds to recognise him. He was the same 'professor' whom we had met in the metro train a couple of days ago. 'Namaste uncle' I greeted him as I moved out of the hall to convey dad's message to mom in the kitchen.
But before I could move out of the hall, I saw mom coming in our direction. She would have probably realised that there was a visitor after overhearing the exchange between me and dad. My mom had already taken bath and was looking fresh and beautiful in her pink salwar suit that she had coupled with a dark pink bindi and lipstick. I stood there as mom entered the hall a couple of seconds later. 'Arey aap. Namaste ji' ('oh you. Hello') My mom greeted the professor with a smile on her face. I could make out from her reaction that she was pleasantly surprised by him paying us a visit. But it wasn't her reaction that was out of order. It was the professor, someone who had been a perfect gentleman till then, who seemed to have been lost in his thoughts on seeing the mom. He took a second before replying 'namaste Bhabhi ji. Theek hai aap?'. ('hello dear. How are you?') My dad intervened 'yeh to aane ke liye maan hi Nahi rahe the. Badi mushkil se laaya hu manakar inhe chai k liye' ('He wasn't willing to visit us. It took me lot of effort to get him to have tea with us'). All this while I noticed that the professor kept staring at my mom as if checking her out. Although it was not for long, but I noticed him steeling a glance of mom's left boob which peeped through the dupaata. And probably mom noticed that too. That's the reason why she went on to adjust her dark blue and pink dupatta so as to cover her boobs completely. 'Mein abhi paani lekar aayi', (' I will get some water to drink')saying this mom turned to return to kitchen. But even that wasn't enough to make the processor turn his eyes away from her as he continued to stare at her body while she walked away. Once she was out of sight, he turned towards me ' Aur Amit beta, padhai kaisi chal rahi hai?'(' how are your studies going on, son?). I was taken by surprise on sudden question thrown at me and replied ' theek chal rahi hai uncle' ('going on fine, uncle').' 'aapka poora parivaar bahut badhiya hai. Sab bahut pyaare hai'('your whole family is very good and lovely'), he turned towards my father now and remarked with a smile. I knew who he was referring to as 'lovely' when he said that. But for reasons unknown to me, my father remained oblivious to his clearly evident interest in mom which could be made out in the way he looked at her.
In a couple of minutes, mom was back with water in her hands. She had got her bust fully Dbangd in dupatta when she returned. They say that a lady always knows the intent of every look towards her and my mom probably already knew the purpose of the lusty looks of the professor.
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