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[Ram Prasad]

Tragedy struck Ramya Krishnan after 3 years of her marriage. She and her husband were lovers in college who married each other straight out of college. She was 7 months pregnant and was traveling from Bangalore to Chennai with her husband, who was driving the car.

They were going to her parent’s house. A drunk truck driver rammed the truck into their car from the driver’s side, resulting in her husband’s instant death. Ramya Krishnan ended up seriously injured in hospital with a miscarriage.

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It took two whole months for the 24-year-old Ramya Krishnan to recover physically, but mentally she was still shattered. She had married the love of her life and had lost her child. It made it very difficult for her to move on. She would sit at a corner and keep crying over what had happened.

She had a house in Bangalore. But she was living with her parents and younger unmarried brother in Chennai. Her parents and brother suggested that she take up some job and shift her focus to something else.

She had a month of counseling, but that didn’t help much. She was broken and always sad. She kept to herself and spoke very little. It had been 4 months since the tragedy. To keep her parents and brother from worrying about her, she prepared for the upcoming banking exams.

The main reason for her sadness was that she was lactating. Every time she pumped out milk, she would remember her child, which would only add to her depression. One day, when she broke down, her mother came in to console her, and she told her everything.

It was probably the first time after the accident that she spoke her mind and cried her heart out. This worried her parents. After many discussions, they concluded that they would start looking for a groom for her if Ramya Krishnan agreed. They gave their suggestion to Ramya Krishnan, who immediately rejected the idea.



That is when her father said that she needed a purpose in life to continue to live a life. She couldn’t go on like this. He suggested that if she is not getting married, then she should adopt a kid. Her mother immediately supported the idea.

Ramya Krishnan said she needed time to think and went away to her room to contemplate in solitude. It took Ramya Krishnan a week to convince herself to go ahead with the adoption. But it wasn’t easy as she was unemployed and a widow. It took two months for the adoption to happen.

Ramya Krishnan would visit an orphanage near her home once in three days. But with her depressed state, she would never get attached to a kid. It went on for a month. One fine day she came in contact with a 16-month-old baby. She felt a strange connection with the child, and she smiled for the first time in months.

That was it. She immediately decided to adopt the baby. She told her parents, and within a week, all the procedures were taken care of. Finally, they brought the baby home.

There still was a condition that she had to fulfill to get full custody of the baby. That was to get employed within the year, or the court would make the adoption null and void. The baby would return to the orphanage. So she started to prepare for her banking exams.

Her mother was right. As soon as Ramya Krishnan breastfed her baby, the bond was made for life. For Ramya Krishnan, her son Rahul had become her life. She started to forget about the past and even overcame her depression. Instead of passing every single day in agony, she started to live her life.

She cleared her banking exam and got placed in SBI as an officer. She stayed at her parents’ place in Chennai and her brother till he got married. Then she decided to move back to Bangalore. Rahul was 5 when she shifted to Bangalore.


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Ramya Krishnan was a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure. Big ass, sexy curves at the hips, and a big pair of juicy boobs. She looked like pornstar Crystal Swift. She would attract a lot of eyeballs but ignored the advances of every man. Her only priority and the most important thing was her adopted son Rahul.

Ramya Krishnan was very protective of her son and would only leave him out of her sight when she was at work. Even for Rahul, his mother was everything. He had just a few friends, so his social circle was more or less non-existent. Rahul, by the age of 19, had started to watch porn and masturbate.

He slowly got fascinated with incest porn. He gradually began to masturbate, imagining his mom Ramya Krishnan. He would stare at her cleavage when she would bend down in front of him. He ogled at her ass when she walked away from him.



He would never miss a chance to see his mom Ramya Krishnan change dress. She has no qualms about changing in front of Rahul. He would admire her nakedness to his heart’s content.

Ramya Krishnan had replaced Rahul’s porn collection. He would fantasize about fucking her and would pleasure himself. But he never dared to do anything. Ramya Krishnan would regularly hug him and kiss him on his cheeks. Rahul would do the same, which was a very common thing.

Ramya Krishnan still hadn’t told him about her past and that he was adopted. She just told him that his father had died in a car accident. Time passed away quickly. Rahul had completed his junior college and had gotten admission to a national institute in Nagpur.



Ramya Krishnan was reluctant at first to let him go to Nagpur and live in a hostel. This would be the first time she would live separately without her son. But she gave Rahul his freedom and let him go. Ramya Krishnan wanted to live in Bangalore as she still had memories of her husband.

She would be very happy whenever Rahul would come home for the holidays. She would insist that he sleep with her. For Rahul, his mom Ramya Krishnan was his soulmate, his first love, and his everything. They would cuddle and sleep very close to each other.

Rahul would find it very difficult to control his hard-on. But after a couple of days, he gave up on controlling it and tried to rub it against his mom’s body. Ramya Krishnan would feel it but ignored it, either thinking of it to be an unintentional movement in sleep.

Rahul’s birthday was on Jan 6. But his exams got over early by Jan 2. For the first time in 4 years, he got the chance to spend his birthday with his mom. Rahul came home on the 4th. Ramya Krishnan, too, was very excited to be with her son on his birthday. She ordered the cake and surprised him at midnight.

They cut the cake, fed it to each other. They playfully applied a little on each other’s faces. Rahul started to play songs on his phone and asked his mom to dance with him. Ramya Krishnan readily agreed, and they both started to gyrate to the music.

Rahul caught Ramya Krishnan by her waist. He pulled her towards him and started to swing from one side to another, allowing his warm breath to fall on his mother’s neck. Ramya Krishnan’s big breasts were now tightly pressed against Rahul’s chest. His hands moved all-around Ramya Krishnan’s back.


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Rahul was a well-built guy who used to go regularly to the gym and believed in staying fit. He was strong, and so was his grip around his mom’s waist. Ramya Krishnan kissed her son on his cheeks as usual and started to pull away after 5 minutes. They both talked for a while and hit the bed, and slept cuddling each other.

The next day for her son’s birthday, Ramya Krishnan had made his favorite breakfast. Rahul woke up and went straight to the kitchen to hug his mom from behind. His morning wood slid between Ramya Krishnan’s ass crack above her pink satin nightgown.

She didn’t move for a while. She stood still to feel the heat of her son’s hard-on against her ass. Rahul kissed his mom on her neck and whispered good morning in her ears, bringing Ramya Krishnan back to reality. She immediately pushed him away.



She turned around to give her son a peck on his cheek and sent him to the bathroom to freshen up. To Ramya Krishnan’s surprise, Rahul returned after 10 minutes and started to have his tea and breakfast.

Ramya Krishnan: You took a bath so quickly?

Rahul: No, Mom, I wasn’t in the mood. I will have a bath later or in the evening.

Ramya Krishnan: We have to go to the temple. Just finish your breakfast and have a bath.

Rahul: Have you taken a bath?

Ramya Krishnan: Not yet, but I am going right now.

Rahul: I am feeling lethargic. Can you bathe me as you used to when I was a kid?

Ramya Krishnan: Are you kidding me? No way, finish your breakfast and take a bath.

Rahul: But it’s my birthday? Please?

Ramya Krishnan: You are so lazy. Just finish your breakfast and come to my bathroom.

Rahul: Thank you, Mom. By the way, this tastes so good. Love you a lot.

Ramya Krishnan went to her room and changed. She wore a white petticoat, which started from her boobs and ended a good 4-5 inches above her knees. Her cleavage was visible. She was looking so sexy that anyone who saw her would get an erection.
She tied her waist-long hair up in a bun and entered the bathroom. She started to fill the bucket with water in excitement. She, too, had wanted something like this to happen. As soon as the bucket was full, Rahul knocked on the bathroom door.

Ramya Krishnan let him in. Rahul just stood still for a brief moment and began to admire his mom’s beauty. It had been a while, almost 4 years, since he saw his mom naked or even just wearing a petticoat like she was wearing at present.

Ramya Krishnan: Are you just going to stand there, or will you remove your clothes, or do you expect me to do that as well?

Rahul: Oh, sorry! What should I remove?




Ramya Krishnan: I have seen you naked a lot of times. But if you feel shy, wear your underwear and remove the rest.

Rahul wanted to show off his manhood to his mom. But he was afraid that he might not control it from getting hard. He might end up offending his mom. So he chose to keep his underwear and removed the rest. But he didn’t know that his mom wanted him to get fully naked.

She could see the thing that rubs against her at night when they are cuddling. Ramya Krishnan, too had sexual feelings for her son just like Rahul had for her since his teenage.

For Ramya Krishnan, it started when her son left for college. She started to miss him a lot. She realized that Rahul had become her soulmate, and she just loved him too much. She never wanted him to be away from him. But her motherly instinct would overpower her lust.

She would always end up with a debate on morality with herself. She would never do anything to fulfill her lust and express her love for her son Rahul. She, too, had masturbated, imagining him putting his cock in her pussy and pumping it with full force. But she never dared to act on her imagination.

Rahul was in his underwear. Ramya Krishnan, in her petticoat, made Rahul sit on a knee-high stool and started pouring water on him. She took soap in her hands, rubbed it, and began applying it on him with her hands.

She soaped his upper body, both front, and back, along with his arms. Then without any thought, she blurted out something that she instantly regretted at first.

Ramya Krishnan: Remove your underwear, Rahul.




Rahul: Mom?

Ramya Krishnan: It’s fine dear, it’s important to clean the privates. I will do it, don’t be shy.

Rahul stood up and removed his underwear, and exposed his semi-hard cock to his mom. Ramya Krishnan was impressed with the size but didn’t show any reaction and continued to soap him. Ramya Krishnan sat on the stool, did his legs first. Finally touched his dick, slowly pulled back his foreskin.

She deliberately took her time to soap it. She saw his manhood grow to its full size and become hard as a rock. It was easily 7″ long and was thick as well, with nicely trimmed pubic hair. She lifted his dick and started to rub soap on his balls while admiring the veins at the lower part of his cock.

Ramya Krishnan could feel her pussy getting wet and getting an urge to take his dick in her mouth. But she stayed strong. Without showing any emotion on her face and not making eye contact with her son, she turned him around. She applied soap on his ass and butt crack.

Then she made him sit and started to pour water to clean him. Again once she was done with her upper body, she made him stand and took her time to clean his privates. This time, she heard her son give out a moan.



Ramya Krishnan’s cunt was fully wet by now and was leaking love fluids for her son. She finished cleaning him and gave him the towel. She asked him to dry himself and go out. But she also dared to say something very naughty for the first time to her son.

Ramya Krishnan: Dry yourself, Rahul, and take care of it.

Rahul: What do you mean, mom?

Ramya Krishnan pointed at his dick, made a fist, and shook it up and down, suggesting that he masturbated. Rahul took it as the perfect opportunity to break barriers. He acted as if he didn’t understand what his mom was saying and feigned innocence.

Ramya Krishnan: Oh, come on, Rahul, do I have to spell it out? Go masturbate. You are hard as a rock.

Rahul: I don’t know what you are talking about, mom.

Ramya Krishnan: Don’t act so innocent, Rahul. You’re in college and surely know about this stuff. I am sure that is what you discuss with your friends as well.

Rahul: Mom, I seriously don’t know what you are saying and what friends of mine are you talking about? You are my only friend. Tell me what I have to do, and I will do it.

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Ramya Krishnan: I don’t believe you. Have you never masturbated before?

Rahul: I don’t even know what it is, mom. Trust me. I have never done it before.

Ramya Krishnan: Oh, Rahul, you are still a kid. Oh, ok, I will teach you how to do it.

Rahul got super excited on hearing it, but he couldn’t show it on his face. Ramya Krishnan and Rahul had to control these emotions, which was getting very difficult with every passing minute. Ramya Krishnan pulled Rahul towards her and made him stand sideways.

She caught his dick and began masturbating her son. Ramya Krishnan’s boobs were pressed against Rahul’s arms. Her one hand was around his waist while the other was stroking her son’s dick. Rahul’s eyes were closed, and it was clear from his smile that he was enjoying it a lot.

Ramya Krishnan: How do you feel?


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Rahul: Oh, mom, it feels so good. Please don’t stop, mom. I love it. Why didn’t you teach me this before, mom?

Ramya Krishnan: you are supposed to learn all these things on your own Rahul, no mother will teach her son how to masturbate.

Ramya Krishnan kissed Rahul on his checks and continued to shake his cock. The feel of her son’s cock in her hand just increased the wetness on her pussy. After 3-4 minutes, Ramya Krishnan took Rahul’s hand and placed it on his cock while keeping hers over his hand and resumed masturbating him.

Rahul: Mom! What happened?

Ramya Krishnan: You need to learn how to do it. Just keep stroking it.

[Fun_Lover_007]

Good narration and the story is too hot.