Erotica ❤️❤️❤️Me, my mom UMA, and aunty MEERA, Other MILFs❣️❣️❣️

[Rakhs_ KINGDOM]

 

[Rakhs_ KINGDOM]

It had only been a minute since Ravi received the picture from his mother. But, he felt he already knew each curve in his mother’s body, like she had always been naked for him, throughout his life.

This was not a photo that was taken sometime earlier. This was a photo that was taken that very second. This was a photo his mother shot, especially for her son.

6:55 AM was the time in the clock, just above the mirror in front of which Uma stood, occupying the upper left corner of the picture. It was exactly 5 hours since they had started texting.

But the question still remained. Did it all begin only after the first message was sent? Or was the first message sent only because something very dark and black had already taken birth?

It took a lot of years for Ravi and his mother, Uma, to slowly start feeling attracted towards each other. It took even more time for them to start expressing their most unrighteous desires and engage in the evilest of sins.

However funny it may seem, it only took a few mere hours, once they started talking, to expose their naked selves for each other.

“Just like I always imagined her to be.” Ravi said to himself, looking into his mother’s uncovered picture. He had a wide grin on his face and looked like a man possessed.

The picture of his mother in her purest form took him through a turmoil of emotions. What he had always feared would happen, was indeed happening. It was all just like he thought it would be. It was everything he tried not to let happen but miserably failed.


Ever since Ravi turned 18, he had been having very confusing, yet very arousing dreams of his mother, every other night. He had never lusted for her, and though he could never understand what the reason behind the strange reminders was, it always made him wonder if they were signs.

But, at the same time, being a loving son, he had also taken steps to make sure he did his best to wipe off any corrupt feelings he developed for his mother.

He was in constant conflict with this very hidden perverted desire that had been unconsciously, forcing him to take part in this sinful act with his mother. And, though, not at his own will. He did send her wrongful images of himself, even as a section of his mind always tried to tell him not to.

It was only at this moment, after seeing his mother in her bare self, he could completely convince himself that he had indeed been sexting his own mother, all this while.

It was only after he confirmed that his own mother had been stimulating herself, as she talked to her son, that he could convince himself that he, too, was as eager as his own mother. And, that he, too, was an equally interested participant.

It was only at this moment that he realized he really had her. He knew he truly owned her. He knew his own mother was ready for him. He could no longer show reluctance. He could no longer resist. He no longer had to.

If the messages they exchanged could bring out the devil in a sexually active person like him, there was no doubt on the intensity of the effect it would have on somebody like his mother. Somebody of her age. Somebody who has already confessed how lonely and unsatisfied she has been feeling for a long time.

“How did I manage to picture this so perfectly, all these days?” Ravi asked himself again.

Ironically, it was almost the same set of words his own mother used when she saw the photo of her son’s undressed assets. Uma, too, had, for a long time, been a slave to her incestual wants.

Uma: You did this to me, Ravi! I cannot hold myself back anymore. I have never been so turned on my whole life. I just could not resist falling for you. And, after seeing your big dick, my son, I cannot stop imagining being dirty for you. All I really want now is you and your monster!

Uma waits for a couple of minutes after sending the message but gets no reply from Ravi.

Uma: Hello?

Uma sends a message, but Ravi has not received it.

Uma: You there, Ravi?


Uma sends one more message and also tries calling Ravi, the very next second. Only to realize that the call cannot be connected, as he is in an out of coverage area, right now.

Uma: You did not like what I sent you? You did not like what you saw?

Uma was extremely excited after sending her own son a naked picture of hers. It was the ultimate message any mother could send her son. It was the biggest sign of submission.

She was expecting Ravi to finally confess his feelings for her. She was sure he would at-least reply. And, she was getting restless, not hearing from him.

Uma still does not get a reply and sends Ravi one more message.

Uma: Do you at least believe it is really me?

Uma waits, but, again, does not get a reply. She starts to feel let down and is disgusted for shamelessly offering her body to her son, and ridiculing herself.

It had been a few minutes now, and she was starting to wonder if something was seriously wrong when she noticed Ravi was back online. And, she immediately sent him a message.

Uma: Ravi? Are you still there?


Me: Sorry, Mom. I was in the lift. And, there was a power failure. I got stuck inside, and there was no network. That is why I could not text you.

Uma: Ohh. Hhmm. That is okay, Ravi. I thought you fell asleep.

Ravi: Why did you think I fell asleep?

Uma: I thought so, not seeing your message.

Me: I was not sleeping, Mom.

Uma: You have been up all night. So, I just thought. And it is 7:10 AM. In the morning. You haven’t slept one bit.

me: We! We, Mom. We haven’t slept one bit.

Uma: Yeah…

Me: But, there was no way I was going to fall asleep after seeing the picture you just sent me.

Uma: I thought you were not going to talk about it… I mean… I thought you were filled with guilt again.

Me: Hahaha. Mom. I don’t think I need to do that anymore.

Uma: So… Did you like it?

M3: I loved the picture you sent me. I loved it. You are just amazing, Mom. I have never seen anything so tempting my whole life.

Uma: Ravi…

Me: What is it, Mom?

Uma: I don’t know what it is I want to tell you. I really want you, Ravi. But. I don’t want to force myself on you. And, so. I want you to tell me the truth. I don’t know what difference it will make now. I don’t know how it matters. But I want to know. Where you really innocent during our conversation? Or were you just pretending? Pretending to show unwillingness.

Me: I did not know how to tell you what exactly I was feeling, Mom. I just did not know what will happen to our relationship. What I do know is, I was holding myself back, every single second. I was too excited but equally terrified.

Uma: I know, Ravi. I can understand. I totally get it. And. I know this is all so unreal. But I need you. I mean. I know what this. I just don’t have the right words. Do you have anything else to tell me, Ravi? I mean. Do you have anything to tell me now?!

Ravi: Mom. I love you, Mom. I tried doing everything I could to keep this a secret fantasy. But, I don’t think I can continue that any longer. I want you. I really want you, Mom. I cannot wait to show you how desperately I want you.

Uma: Oh. Ravi. I love you too, Ravi. You have no idea how badly I have been waiting for this day. I cannot wait to have you all for myself. I want to show you how much I have been craving for my son.

Me: Mom. You always felt this? You always wanted me?

Uma: Yes, Ravi. I always used to think about it. How it would be if we were getting laid. For real! And, I used to have these dreams where I would be having my holes filled by you, on your Dad’s bed. So many times. You have no idea.

Me: Did you think about it even during the days’ everything was fine between you and Dad?


Uma: What? Hahaha. You are so. Isn’t this too early for you to be asking that? You really want to know? I think I should tell you that later. Hahaha!

Me: Tell me, Mom. Please. I can’t wait to know…

Uma: Haha. I will. If you very honestly tell me about what you have been feeling about me, all this while. Did you ever think of making a move on me, even before we started texting? I want you to be very honest here.

Me: I can’t say I thought about making a move on you. But, there was this instance where I fapped to you. I just could not stop myself from doing it.

Uma: Haha… Yeah? When was that? Was it during our Delhi trip?

Me: Mom. No… Err…Remember the day we went to pick up Dad from the airport? The day he told us he was planning to quit his job for a new one. It was a couple of weeks into my holidays after the first semester at college.

Uma: Yes. I clearly remember.

Me: And then once we were home, Dad had an urgent call to attend, and you helped me with the luggage. You bent a little too much to pick up his duffel bag, and I saw your cleavage that day. It was a lot of skin show, and I couldn’t take it. I was stunned. And I found myself getting hard.

Uma: And?

Me: And. I felt I needed to get off right there. You had only gone inside your bedroom, and I started watching a porn movie on my phone, standing almost just outside the closed door. That is how excited I was.

Uma: And?

Me: And. I did not expect you to come out of the room so quickly. But, what shook me more was the sight of your hard nipples poking out of your white kurti. It was just like the actresses in the adult video I was watching. I mean, before she stripped herself. I was ogling at your tits, just like I gazed at her melons.

Uma: And?

Me: And. I just could not resist wishing if you were the MILF in the video. I just could not resist thinking about you like a pornstar. I really really wished it was you giving me satisfaction through your recorded filthy act. It was something that I craved for in a split-second. And, I did wank off to the thought of it later. But, also felt guilty about it.

Uma: Wait. Wait. Am I missing something here? What did you do the very next second you saw the door open?

Me: I was trying to hide my phone first. But then realized I also need to cover my hard dick. I was just stuck, actually. And, I was relieved to see you walk towards the other side of the hall without looking at me.

Uma: Well. Ravi. I am glad you have been telling me the truth. And, now, let me complete. I mean. Let me try guessing what must have happened next.

Me: Haha. This is all that happened. But still, give it a go.

Uma: Okay. So. I walked out of my room. I saw you standing just outside, and I immediately noticed the bulge in your pants.

Me: What? Haha. No way. You are not trying to guess here. You are making up something.

Uma: Wait until you hear the whole of it. You watch me walk past you. But, you are thrilled to see my thick back sway, and you put your hand inside your loose shorts, play with your ‘toy’ and jerk off, looking at me!

Me: Mom! Oh my. Fine. I am sorry I did not tell you that part. But. That is indeed some fine guessing, Mom. How did you manage to guess so correct?

Uma: Hahaha. How do you think I did that?

Me: I don’t know, Mom. Haha. All I can say is I am impressed.

Uma: Hahaha. Let me try adding on to it. So. You masturbate hard looking at me, and you cum in under a minute. And, then, to your own horror, you realize you had shot your load straight down your legs, that was covered by your shorts only till the knees. And, a thick portion of your cum has leaked on to the floor.

Me: Oh shit. What the hell? Did you guess that, too?

Uma: Hahaha.

Me: Mom. You saw me do that, didn’t you?! How? I mean. I am sorry. But how? You were talking on the phone, with your back facing me. How did you manage to see me?

Uma: Oh, Ravi.

Me: You had me right there, Mom! You had caught me! I mean. I did that looking at you. You were just a few inches away from me. But, I thought there was no way you would notice! I knew it was risky. But, I thought I only had to worry about Dad coming out of the room. How did you know I did that?! Mom?

Uma: My dear son, I am sorry, but I had you right there. I had caught you, Ravi, red-handed. The framed painting in the wall has so often served as a mirror, my son. I could see everything you were doing, including you, rubbing your balls, vigorously, in absolute clarity.

Me: Why did you not punish me right there? Why did you not ask me about it?

Uma: I just did not think I had to. I did not feel what you did was wrong. I was definitely surprised. But, I did not feel I had to stop you.

Me: Fuck. I still can’t believe this. But. You still dared to come with me to Delhi. Why?

Uma: Who said it was a dare?! You really think that was the case? I had come prepared. Hahaha. I wanted to see what you will do for me. But, whatever that is. I am glad you said the truth about the ‘incident’ that day. At-least you admitted it. I just wanted to know if you were still planning on hiding anything from me.

Me: Why do I get the feeling you have been planning this all along, more and more?? Did you plot this, Mom?

Uma: Hahaha. I think I will just answer your earlier question, for now. And. The answer is yes!

Me: What? What earlier question?

Mona: Hahaha. Ravi. Your earlier question. Whether I had these feelings for you even when things were fine between your Dad and me. Yes, is the answer!

Me: Mom.

Uma: Yes, Ravi. I did think about you even when everything was okay in our relationship. There was also this one very crazy night, where he was banging me really rough, and I almost moaned your name. It was in-fact a few months before I caught you in the ‘act’ I mentioned above, and I still don’t know what took me there. But, it wasn’t the first sexual inclination I felt towards you, either. It, however, confirmed a lot of things to me. I could feel my desires crossing over. I no longer wanted you to be a part of just my fantasies. I had started to wish you were in my reality.

Me: Ohh. Mom. And?

Uma: What and?

Me: I mean. What about the time nothing happened with Dad? What about the time you started feeling the distance? Were you still thinking about me? Or.

Uma: What are you trying to ask me, Ravi?

Ravi: Did you have somebody else in your life? Especially when you had all these yearnings.

Uma: Oh, Ravi. Hahaha. Seriously? You think that is a question you can ask your own mother? You cannot ask your mother if she has hooked up with another man.

Me: Hahaha. I don’t think that really is a matter of concern here. And, above all, I have a very valid reason to ask you that. Hehe.

Uma: Hahaha. Yeah? Shoot!

Me: You told me it has been a long time since you had sex with Dad. Then why is it that you have a very neat, clean-shaven pussy? I mean. Your pussy looks like it got a trim very recently.

Uma: So, you did notice my peach. But, let me confirm it wasn’t for any random man. Or, to be more precise. I am not dating anybody.

Me: So. You always keep it bald?

Uma: Hahaha. Okay, I am a bit ashamed to tell you this. But, you won’t believe how hairy my pussy was. I never bothered to care for it.

Me: So, when did you use the blade? Before leaving for Delhi?

Uma: No. Even though I really hoped something would happen there, I never thought we would go the full distance.

Me: So, when was it?

Uma: I shaved my pubic hair after I shared the bed with you. After the room-boy in the hotel asked me if you were my husband.

Me: But, why, Mom?

Uma: I don’t know, Ravi. I started having this feeling that I should be fully ready for you.

Me: What were you thinking, Mom?

Uma: I still don’t know, Ravi. I just felt I had to keep my love hole ready. Maybe, I did think about how it would be if we were really a couple. Maybe, I was just making sure I can serve you a pussy you would love to feed on. I hope I got it right.

Me: Yes! Yes, you did, Mom. Let me just tell you this. Your pussy is indeed the best pussy I have ever seen. And just like how the mole, above your lips, makes your face look more pretty, the black mole just above your pussy lips makes it look extra special.

Uma: Hahaha. So. You did look into my picture very carefully. You have found out a lot of ‘details’. I am equally impressed.

Me: You are so hot, Mom. I have not been able to take my eyes off the picture you send me. Not even the sexiest of actresses would look so exciting in the nude.

Uma: Hahaha. That is way too much of a compliment. But, I don’t mind this attention from my son. So, what were you going to do looking at my picture?

Me: Well.

Uma: Wait. What are you doing now?! I completely forgot. Why were you in the lift, Ravi? Where were you going?

Me: Don’t get angry, Mom. I was on my way to my friend’s room. To show him the picture you just sent me. I thought I should share it with him.

Uma: What? Oh my… Ravi. Please. Don’t do that. Please! Delete the picture!

Me: Hahaha. Why? Why should I delete it? A picture of a mother’s naked body in her son’s phone is normal. Right?!

Uma: Ravi! Delete it. Please. You cannot show that picture to your friends.

Me: Hahaha. Mom. Relax. Haha. I was just joking.

Uma: Why were you in the lift, then? Where are you heading to? What are you doing there?!

Me: I was walking towards the hostel gate, Mom. But then I took a break to text you. I just could not walk reading all your explosive messages. I am now near the exit. I need to catch a taxi.

Uma: Why? Where are you going? Isn’t it only 7:50 AM? Where are you going so early?

Me: I am going to the Railway Station, Mom.

Uma: Why? Did you leave anything behind?

Me: Hahaha. No. I have a train to catch.

Uma: What? Where are you going?

Me: I am coming back home!

Uma: What? You cannot be serious!

Me: I am.

Uma: Are you really coming home?

Me: Yes, Mom!

Uma: And, what are you planning to do once you are here?

Me: I haven’t really thought about it. Maybe spend time with you, like we did in Delhi.


Uma: So, you plan to do only what you did with me in Delhi?

Me: You only want me to sleep with you?

Uma: Was it only just sleep that you did in Delhi?

Uma waits for a minute, and on seeing no reply, she sends Ravi another text.

Uma: Your Dad has just left.

Me: Dad is really going to be away? So, it is only going to be you and me at home?!

Uma: Yes.

Ne: But, I don’t think you are very happy to know I am coming home.

Uma: Who told you that?

Me: I think so. I feel like you don’t want me to come home.

Uma: I want you to, Ravi. I really want you to be home with me.

Me: Then, why do you sound so uncertain?

Uma: No way! Not at all. I am sure about this. I want this.

Me: I don’t know, Mom. I still think you don’t want me to come.

Uma: Well. Ravi. Listen. I have been trying to tell you this for a long time. I am tired of typing all this down. I am just done texting you. Now. This is what I want. I want you to come home. I want you to come home to your Mom. I want you to come home to your Mom and fuck my cunt madly and cum inside your Mom!!

As Ravi got into the same taxi that had dropped him off at his hostel gate, just a few hours ago, but now with a raging hard-on that clearly swelled out of his jeans, his mother pushed her fingers deeper into her craving cunt.


Ravi was heading to the Railway Station to hop into the same train he had got out of, but this time to head back home.

As Ravi reached the platform, unable to hide his excitement, his own mother moaned and groaned, imagining it was not her fingers but her own son pleasing her, as he found his way back inside her mature pussy.

The conversation between Ravi and his mother Uma was revelational, scandalous, and unbelievable. Neither of them was completely convinced it was all really true. But, nothing could stop them from being thrilled about what the future had for them.

A few more hours and everything was going to be different. They could change their minds, of course, but they were not going to do it. They did not want to. Lines were crossed, and boundaries were destroyed.

Each time the mother and son told each-other their truths, they were also constantly made to wonder how many lies they would have to tell the other people in their lives. They were constantly made to think about how they were going to keep this a secret as they continued to live their ‘normal’ lives.

Whatever they intended to do to make sure this stays between them, they very well knew they were never going to be the regular mother and son they were even until yesterday.

When Ravi gets back home, he wouldn’t be the son he thought he was. When he left for college, last night, as his mother watched anxiously, hoping for his best, suppressing her own desires. But, he was going to be the young stud his mother would be desperately waiting to welcome home and spread her legs for.

He was going to be the hunk she would never want to stop being pleased by. He was going to be the man she would want to have inside her for years to come.

 

[Rakhs_ KINGDOM]

 

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It had only been a minute since Ravi received the picture from his mother. But, he felt he already knew each curve in his mother’s body, like she had always been naked for him, throughout his life.

This was not a photo that was taken sometime earlier. This was a photo that was taken that very second. This was a photo his mother shot, especially for her son.

6:55 AM was the time in the clock, just above the mirror in front of which Uma stood, occupying the upper left corner of the picture. It was exactly 5 hours since they had started texting.

But the question still remained. Did it all begin only after the first message was sent? Or was the first message sent only because something very dark and black had already taken birth?

It took a lot of years for Ravi and his mother, Uma, to slowly start feeling attracted towards each other. It took even more time for them to start expressing their most unrighteous desires and engage in the evilest of sins.

However funny it may seem, it only took a few mere hours, once they started talking, to expose their naked selves for each other.

“Just like I always imagined her to be.” Ravi said to himself, looking into his mother’s uncovered picture. He had a wide grin on his face and looked like a man possessed.

The picture of his mother in her purest form took him through a turmoil of emotions. What he had always feared would happen, was indeed happening. It was all just like he thought it would be. It was everything he tried not to let happen but miserably failed.


Ever since Ravi turned 18, he had been having very confusing, yet very arousing dreams of his mother, every other night. He had never lusted for her, and though he could never understand what the reason behind the strange reminders was, it always made him wonder if they were signs.

But, at the same time, being a loving son, he had also taken steps to make sure he did his best to wipe off any corrupt feelings he developed for his mother.

He was in constant conflict with this very hidden perverted desire that had been unconsciously, forcing him to take part in this sinful act with his mother. And, though, not at his own will. He did send her wrongful images of himself, even as a section of his mind always tried to tell him not to.

It was only at this moment, after seeing his mother in her bare self, he could completely convince himself that he had indeed been sexting his own mother, all this while.

It was only after he confirmed that his own mother had been stimulating herself, as she talked to her son, that he could convince himself that he, too, was as eager as his own mother. And, that he, too, was an equally interested participant.

It was only at this moment that he realized he really had her. He knew he truly owned her. He knew his own mother was ready for him. He could no longer show reluctance. He could no longer resist. He no longer had to.

If the messages they exchanged could bring out the devil in a sexually active person like him, there was no doubt on the intensity of the effect it would have on somebody like his mother. Somebody of her age. Somebody who has already confessed how lonely and unsatisfied she has been feeling for a long time.

“How did I manage to picture this so perfectly, all these days?” Ravi asked himself again.

Ironically, it was almost the same set of words his own mother used when she saw the photo of her son’s undressed assets. Uma, too, had, for a long time, been a slave to her incestual wants.

Uma: You did this to me, Ravi! I cannot hold myself back anymore. I have never been so turned on my whole life. I just could not resist falling for you. And, after seeing your big dick, my son, I cannot stop imagining being dirty for you. All I really want now is you and your monster!

Uma waits for a couple of minutes after sending the message but gets no reply from Ravi.

Uma: Hello?

Uma sends a message, but Ravi has not received it.

Uma: You there, Ravi?


Uma sends one more message and also tries calling Ravi, the very next second. Only to realize that the call cannot be connected, as he is in an out of coverage area, right now.

Uma: You did not like what I sent you? You did not like what you saw?

Uma was extremely excited after sending her own son a naked picture of hers. It was the ultimate message any mother could send her son. It was the biggest sign of submission.

She was expecting Ravi to finally confess his feelings for her. She was sure he would at-least reply. And, she was getting restless, not hearing from him.

Uma still does not get a reply and sends Ravi one more message.

Uma: Do you at least believe it is really me?

Uma waits, but, again, does not get a reply. She starts to feel let down and is disgusted for shamelessly offering her body to her son, and ridiculing herself.

It had been a few minutes now, and she was starting to wonder if something was seriously wrong when she noticed Ravi was back online. And, she immediately sent him a message.

Uma: Ravi? Are you still there?


Me: Sorry, Mom. I was in the lift. And, there was a power failure. I got stuck inside, and there was no network. That is why I could not text you.

Uma: Ohh. Hhmm. That is okay, Ravi. I thought you fell asleep.

Ravi: Why did you think I fell asleep?

Uma: I thought so, not seeing your message.

Me: I was not sleeping, Mom.

Uma: You have been up all night. So, I just thought. And it is 7:10 AM. In the morning. You haven’t slept one bit.

me: We! We, Mom. We haven’t slept one bit.

Uma: Yeah…

Me: But, there was no way I was going to fall asleep after seeing the picture you just sent me.

Uma: I thought you were not going to talk about it… I mean… I thought you were filled with guilt again.

Me: Hahaha. Mom. I don’t think I need to do that anymore.

Uma: So… Did you like it?

M3: I loved the picture you sent me. I loved it. You are just amazing, Mom. I have never seen anything so tempting my whole life.

Uma: Ravi…

Me: What is it, Mom?

Uma: I don’t know what it is I want to tell you. I really want you, Ravi. But. I don’t want to force myself on you. And, so. I want you to tell me the truth. I don’t know what difference it will make now. I don’t know how it matters. But I want to know. Where you really innocent during our conversation? Or were you just pretending? Pretending to show unwillingness.

Me: I did not know how to tell you what exactly I was feeling, Mom. I just did not know what will happen to our relationship. What I do know is, I was holding myself back, every single second. I was too excited but equally terrified.

Uma: I know, Ravi. I can understand. I totally get it. And. I know this is all so unreal. But I need you. I mean. I know what this. I just don’t have the right words. Do you have anything else to tell me, Ravi? I mean. Do you have anything to tell me now?!

Ravi: Mom. I love you, Mom. I tried doing everything I could to keep this a secret fantasy. But, I don’t think I can continue that any longer. I want you. I really want you, Mom. I cannot wait to show you how desperately I want you.

Uma: Oh. Ravi. I love you too, Ravi. You have no idea how badly I have been waiting for this day. I cannot wait to have you all for myself. I want to show you how much I have been craving for my son.

Me: Mom. You always felt this? You always wanted me?

Uma: Yes, Ravi. I always used to think about it. How it would be if we were getting laid. For real! And, I used to have these dreams where I would be having my holes filled by you, on your Dad’s bed. So many times. You have no idea.

Me: Did you think about it even during the days’ everything was fine between you and Dad?


Uma: What? Hahaha. You are so. Isn’t this too early for you to be asking that? You really want to know? I think I should tell you that later. Hahaha!

Me: Tell me, Mom. Please. I can’t wait to know…

Uma: Haha. I will. If you very honestly tell me about what you have been feeling about me, all this while. Did you ever think of making a move on me, even before we started texting? I want you to be very honest here.

Me: I can’t say I thought about making a move on you. But, there was this instance where I fapped to you. I just could not stop myself from doing it.

Uma: Haha… Yeah? When was that? Was it during our Delhi trip?

Me: Mom. No… Err…Remember the day we went to pick up Dad from the airport? The day he told us he was planning to quit his job for a new one. It was a couple of weeks into my holidays after the first semester at college.

Uma: Yes. I clearly remember.

Me: And then once we were home, Dad had an urgent call to attend, and you helped me with the luggage. You bent a little too much to pick up his duffel bag, and I saw your cleavage that day. It was a lot of skin show, and I couldn’t take it. I was stunned. And I found myself getting hard.

Uma: And?

Me: And. I felt I needed to get off right there. You had only gone inside your bedroom, and I started watching a porn movie on my phone, standing almost just outside the closed door. That is how excited I was.

Uma: And?

Me: And. I did not expect you to come out of the room so quickly. But, what shook me more was the sight of your hard nipples poking out of your white kurti. It was just like the actresses in the adult video I was watching. I mean, before she stripped herself. I was ogling at your tits, just like I gazed at her melons.

Uma: And?

Me: And. I just could not resist wishing if you were the MILF in the video. I just could not resist thinking about you like a pornstar. I really really wished it was you giving me satisfaction through your recorded filthy act. It was something that I craved for in a split-second. And, I did wank off to the thought of it later. But, also felt guilty about it.

Uma: Wait. Wait. Am I missing something here? What did you do the very next second you saw the door open?

Me: I was trying to hide my phone first. But then realized I also need to cover my hard dick. I was just stuck, actually. And, I was relieved to see you walk towards the other side of the hall without looking at me.

Uma: Well. Ravi. I am glad you have been telling me the truth. And, now, let me complete. I mean. Let me try guessing what must have happened next.

Me: Haha. This is all that happened. But still, give it a go.

Uma: Okay. So. I walked out of my room. I saw you standing just outside, and I immediately noticed the bulge in your pants.

Me: What? Haha. No way. You are not trying to guess here. You are making up something.

Uma: Wait until you hear the whole of it. You watch me walk past you. But, you are thrilled to see my thick back sway, and you put your hand inside your loose shorts, play with your ‘toy’ and jerk off, looking at me!

Me: Mom! Oh my. Fine. I am sorry I did not tell you that part. But. That is indeed some fine guessing, Mom. How did you manage to guess so correct?

Uma: Hahaha. How do you think I did that?

Me: I don’t know, Mom. Haha. All I can say is I am impressed.

Uma: Hahaha. Let me try adding on to it. So. You masturbate hard looking at me, and you cum in under a minute. And, then, to your own horror, you realize you had shot your load straight down your legs, that was covered by your shorts only till the knees. And, a thick portion of your cum has leaked on to the floor.

Me: Oh shit. What the hell? Did you guess that, too?

Uma: Hahaha.

Me: Mom. You saw me do that, didn’t you?! How? I mean. I am sorry. But how? You were talking on the phone, with your back facing me. How did you manage to see me?

Uma: Oh, Ravi.

Me: You had me right there, Mom! You had caught me! I mean. I did that looking at you. You were just a few inches away from me. But, I thought there was no way you would notice! I knew it was risky. But, I thought I only had to worry about Dad coming out of the room. How did you know I did that?! Mom?

Uma: My dear son, I am sorry, but I had you right there. I had caught you, Ravi, red-handed. The framed painting in the wall has so often served as a mirror, my son. I could see everything you were doing, including you, rubbing your balls, vigorously, in absolute clarity.

Me: Why did you not punish me right there? Why did you not ask me about it?

Uma: I just did not think I had to. I did not feel what you did was wrong. I was definitely surprised. But, I did not feel I had to stop you.

Me: Fuck. I still can’t believe this. But. You still dared to come with me to Delhi. Why?

Uma: Who said it was a dare?! You really think that was the case? I had come prepared. Hahaha. I wanted to see what you will do for me. But, whatever that is. I am glad you said the truth about the ‘incident’ that day. At-least you admitted it. I just wanted to know if you were still planning on hiding anything from me.

Me: Why do I get the feeling you have been planning this all along, more and more?? Did you plot this, Mom?

Uma: Hahaha. I think I will just answer your earlier question, for now. And. The answer is yes!

Me: What? What earlier question?

Mona: Hahaha. Ravi. Your earlier question. Whether I had these feelings for you even when things were fine between your Dad and me. Yes, is the answer!

Me: Mom.

Uma: Yes, Ravi. I did think about you even when everything was okay in our relationship. There was also this one very crazy night, where he was banging me really rough, and I almost moaned your name. It was in-fact a few months before I caught you in the ‘act’ I mentioned above, and I still don’t know what took me there. But, it wasn’t the first sexual inclination I felt towards you, either. It, however, confirmed a lot of things to me. I could feel my desires crossing over. I no longer wanted you to be a part of just my fantasies. I had started to wish you were in my reality.

Me: Ohh. Mom. And?

Uma: What and?

Me: I mean. What about the time nothing happened with Dad? What about the time you started feeling the distance? Were you still thinking about me? Or.

Uma: What are you trying to ask me, Ravi?

Ravi: Did you have somebody else in your life? Especially when you had all these yearnings.

Uma: Oh, Ravi. Hahaha. Seriously? You think that is a question you can ask your own mother? You cannot ask your mother if she has hooked up with another man.

Me: Hahaha. I don’t think that really is a matter of concern here. And, above all, I have a very valid reason to ask you that. Hehe.

Uma: Hahaha. Yeah? Shoot!

Me: You told me it has been a long time since you had sex with Dad. Then why is it that you have a very neat, clean-shaven pussy? I mean. Your pussy looks like it got a trim very recently.

Uma: So, you did notice my peach. But, let me confirm it wasn’t for any random man. Or, to be more precise. I am not dating anybody.

Me: So. You always keep it bald?

Uma: Hahaha. Okay, I am a bit ashamed to tell you this. But, you won’t believe how hairy my pussy was. I never bothered to care for it.

Me: So, when did you use the blade? Before leaving for Delhi?

Uma: No. Even though I really hoped something would happen there, I never thought we would go the full distance.

Me: So, when was it?

Uma: I shaved my pubic hair after I shared the bed with you. After the room-boy in the hotel asked me if you were my husband.

Me: But, why, Mom?

Uma: I don’t know, Ravi. I started having this feeling that I should be fully ready for you.

Me: What were you thinking, Mom?

Uma: I still don’t know, Ravi. I just felt I had to keep my love hole ready. Maybe, I did think about how it would be if we were really a couple. Maybe, I was just making sure I can serve you a pussy you would love to feed on. I hope I got it right.

Me: Yes! Yes, you did, Mom. Let me just tell you this. Your pussy is indeed the best pussy I have ever seen. And just like how the mole, above your lips, makes your face look more pretty, the black mole just above your pussy lips makes it look extra special.

Uma: Hahaha. So. You did look into my picture very carefully. You have found out a lot of ‘details’. I am equally impressed.

Me: You are so hot, Mom. I have not been able to take my eyes off the picture you send me. Not even the sexiest of actresses would look so exciting in the nude.

Uma: Hahaha. That is way too much of a compliment. But, I don’t mind this attention from my son. So, what were you going to do looking at my picture?

Me: Well.

Uma: Wait. What are you doing now?! I completely forgot. Why were you in the lift, Ravi? Where were you going?

Me: Don’t get angry, Mom. I was on my way to my friend’s room. To show him the picture you just sent me. I thought I should share it with him.

Uma: What? Oh my… Ravi. Please. Don’t do that. Please! Delete the picture!

Me: Hahaha. Why? Why should I delete it? A picture of a mother’s naked body in her son’s phone is normal. Right?!

Uma: Ravi! Delete it. Please. You cannot show that picture to your friends.

Me: Hahaha. Mom. Relax. Haha. I was just joking.

Uma: Why were you in the lift, then? Where are you heading to? What are you doing there?!

Me: I was walking towards the hostel gate, Mom. But then I took a break to text you. I just could not walk reading all your explosive messages. I am now near the exit. I need to catch a taxi.

Uma: Why? Where are you going? Isn’t it only 7:50 AM? Where are you going so early?

Me: I am going to the Railway Station, Mom.

Uma: Why? Did you leave anything behind?

Me: Hahaha. No. I have a train to catch.

Uma: What? Where are you going?

Me: I am coming back home!

Uma: What? You cannot be serious!

Me: I am.

Uma: Are you really coming home?

Me: Yes, Mom!

Uma: And, what are you planning to do once you are here?

Me: I haven’t really thought about it. Maybe spend time with you, like we did in Delhi.


Uma: So, you plan to do only what you did with me in Delhi?

Me: You only want me to sleep with you?

Uma: Was it only just sleep that you did in Delhi?

Uma waits for a minute, and on seeing no reply, she sends Ravi another text.

Uma: Your Dad has just left.

Me: Dad is really going to be away? So, it is only going to be you and me at home?!

Uma: Yes.

Ne: But, I don’t think you are very happy to know I am coming home.

Uma: Who told you that?

Me: I think so. I feel like you don’t want me to come home.

Uma: I want you to, Ravi. I really want you to be home with me.

Me: Then, why do you sound so uncertain?

Uma: No way! Not at all. I am sure about this. I want this.

Me: I don’t know, Mom. I still think you don’t want me to come.

Uma: Well. Ravi. Listen. I have been trying to tell you this for a long time. I am tired of typing all this down. I am just done texting you. Now. This is what I want. I want you to come home. I want you to come home to your Mom. I want you to come home to your Mom and fuck my cunt madly and cum inside your Mom!!

As Ravi got into the same taxi that had dropped him off at his hostel gate, just a few hours ago, but now with a raging hard-on that clearly swelled out of his jeans, his mother pushed her fingers deeper into her craving cunt.


Ravi was heading to the Railway Station to hop into the same train he had got out of, but this time to head back home.

As Ravi reached the platform, unable to hide his excitement, his own mother moaned and groaned, imagining it was not her fingers but her own son pleasing her, as he found his way back inside her mature pussy.

The conversation between Ravi and his mother Uma was revelational, scandalous, and unbelievable. Neither of them was completely convinced it was all really true. But, nothing could stop them from being thrilled about what the future had for them.

A few more hours and everything was going to be different. They could change their minds, of course, but they were not going to do it. They did not want to. Lines were crossed, and boundaries were destroyed.

Each time the mother and son told each-other their truths, they were also constantly made to wonder how many lies they would have to tell the other people in their lives. They were constantly made to think about how they were going to keep this a secret as they continued to live their ‘normal’ lives.

Whatever they intended to do to make sure this stays between them, they very well knew they were never going to be the regular mother and son they were even until yesterday.

When Ravi gets back home, he wouldn’t be the son he thought he was. When he left for college, last night, as his mother watched anxiously, hoping for his best, suppressing her own desires. But, he was going to be the young stud his mother would be desperately waiting to welcome home and spread her legs for.

He was going to be the hunk she would never want to stop being pleased by. He was going to be the man she would want to have inside her for years to come.

Excellent ending,... Now we are waiting for action

 

[kirantariq]

Love from Karachi

 

[Danny69]

It had only been a minute since Ravi received the picture from his mother. But, he felt he already knew each curve in his mother’s body, like she had always been naked for him, throughout his life.

This was not a photo that was taken sometime earlier. This was a photo that was taken that very second. This was a photo his mother shot, especially for her son.

6:55 AM was the time in the clock, just above the mirror in front of which Uma stood, occupying the upper left corner of the picture. It was exactly 5 hours since they had started texting.

But the question still remained. Did it all begin only after the first message was sent? Or was the first message sent only because something very dark and black had already taken birth?

It took a lot of years for Ravi and his mother, Uma, to slowly start feeling attracted towards each other. It took even more time for them to start expressing their most unrighteous desires and engage in the evilest of sins.

However funny it may seem, it only took a few mere hours, once they started talking, to expose their naked selves for each other.

“Just like I always imagined her to be.” Ravi said to himself, looking into his mother’s uncovered picture. He had a wide grin on his face and looked like a man possessed.

The picture of his mother in her purest form took him through a turmoil of emotions. What he had always feared would happen, was indeed happening. It was all just like he thought it would be. It was everything he tried not to let happen but miserably failed.


Ever since Ravi turned 18, he had been having very confusing, yet very arousing dreams of his mother, every other night. He had never lusted for her, and though he could never understand what the reason behind the strange reminders was, it always made him wonder if they were signs.

But, at the same time, being a loving son, he had also taken steps to make sure he did his best to wipe off any corrupt feelings he developed for his mother.

He was in constant conflict with this very hidden perverted desire that had been unconsciously, forcing him to take part in this sinful act with his mother. And, though, not at his own will. He did send her wrongful images of himself, even as a section of his mind always tried to tell him not to.

It was only at this moment, after seeing his mother in her bare self, he could completely convince himself that he had indeed been sexting his own mother, all this while.

It was only after he confirmed that his own mother had been stimulating herself, as she talked to her son, that he could convince himself that he, too, was as eager as his own mother. And, that he, too, was an equally interested participant.

It was only at this moment that he realized he really had her. He knew he truly owned her. He knew his own mother was ready for him. He could no longer show reluctance. He could no longer resist. He no longer had to.

If the messages they exchanged could bring out the devil in a sexually active person like him, there was no doubt on the intensity of the effect it would have on somebody like his mother. Somebody of her age. Somebody who has already confessed how lonely and unsatisfied she has been feeling for a long time.

“How did I manage to picture this so perfectly, all these days?” Ravi asked himself again.

Ironically, it was almost the same set of words his own mother used when she saw the photo of her son’s undressed assets. Uma, too, had, for a long time, been a slave to her incestual wants.

Uma: You did this to me, Ravi! I cannot hold myself back anymore. I have never been so turned on my whole life. I just could not resist falling for you. And, after seeing your big dick, my son, I cannot stop imagining being dirty for you. All I really want now is you and your monster!

Uma waits for a couple of minutes after sending the message but gets no reply from Ravi.

Uma: Hello?

Uma sends a message, but Ravi has not received it.

Uma: You there, Ravi?


Uma sends one more message and also tries calling Ravi, the very next second. Only to realize that the call cannot be connected, as he is in an out of coverage area, right now.

Uma: You did not like what I sent you? You did not like what you saw?

Uma was extremely excited after sending her own son a naked picture of hers. It was the ultimate message any mother could send her son. It was the biggest sign of submission.

She was expecting Ravi to finally confess his feelings for her. She was sure he would at-least reply. And, she was getting restless, not hearing from him.

Uma still does not get a reply and sends Ravi one more message.

Uma: Do you at least believe it is really me?

Uma waits, but, again, does not get a reply. She starts to feel let down and is disgusted for shamelessly offering her body to her son, and ridiculing herself.

It had been a few minutes now, and she was starting to wonder if something was seriously wrong when she noticed Ravi was back online. And, she immediately sent him a message.

Uma: Ravi? Are you still there?


Me: Sorry, Mom. I was in the lift. And, there was a power failure. I got stuck inside, and there was no network. That is why I could not text you.

Uma: Ohh. Hhmm. That is okay, Ravi. I thought you fell asleep.

Ravi: Why did you think I fell asleep?

Uma: I thought so, not seeing your message.

Me: I was not sleeping, Mom.

Uma: You have been up all night. So, I just thought. And it is 7:10 AM. In the morning. You haven’t slept one bit.

me: We! We, Mom. We haven’t slept one bit.

Uma: Yeah…

Me: But, there was no way I was going to fall asleep after seeing the picture you just sent me.

Uma: I thought you were not going to talk about it… I mean… I thought you were filled with guilt again.

Me: Hahaha. Mom. I don’t think I need to do that anymore.

Uma: So… Did you like it?

M3: I loved the picture you sent me. I loved it. You are just amazing, Mom. I have never seen anything so tempting my whole life.

Uma: Ravi…

Me: What is it, Mom?

Uma: I don’t know what it is I want to tell you. I really want you, Ravi. But. I don’t want to force myself on you. And, so. I want you to tell me the truth. I don’t know what difference it will make now. I don’t know how it matters. But I want to know. Where you really innocent during our conversation? Or were you just pretending? Pretending to show unwillingness.

Me: I did not know how to tell you what exactly I was feeling, Mom. I just did not know what will happen to our relationship. What I do know is, I was holding myself back, every single second. I was too excited but equally terrified.

Uma: I know, Ravi. I can understand. I totally get it. And. I know this is all so unreal. But I need you. I mean. I know what this. I just don’t have the right words. Do you have anything else to tell me, Ravi? I mean. Do you have anything to tell me now?!

Ravi: Mom. I love you, Mom. I tried doing everything I could to keep this a secret fantasy. But, I don’t think I can continue that any longer. I want you. I really want you, Mom. I cannot wait to show you how desperately I want you.

Uma: Oh. Ravi. I love you too, Ravi. You have no idea how badly I have been waiting for this day. I cannot wait to have you all for myself. I want to show you how much I have been craving for my son.

Me: Mom. You always felt this? You always wanted me?

Uma: Yes, Ravi. I always used to think about it. How it would be if we were getting laid. For real! And, I used to have these dreams where I would be having my holes filled by you, on your Dad’s bed. So many times. You have no idea.

Me: Did you think about it even during the days’ everything was fine between you and Dad?


Uma: What? Hahaha. You are so. Isn’t this too early for you to be asking that? You really want to know? I think I should tell you that later. Hahaha!

Me: Tell me, Mom. Please. I can’t wait to know…

Uma: Haha. I will. If you very honestly tell me about what you have been feeling about me, all this while. Did you ever think of making a move on me, even before we started texting? I want you to be very honest here.

Me: I can’t say I thought about making a move on you. But, there was this instance where I fapped to you. I just could not stop myself from doing it.

Uma: Haha… Yeah? When was that? Was it during our Delhi trip?

Me: Mom. No… Err…Remember the day we went to pick up Dad from the airport? The day he told us he was planning to quit his job for a new one. It was a couple of weeks into my holidays after the first semester at college.

Uma: Yes. I clearly remember.

Me: And then once we were home, Dad had an urgent call to attend, and you helped me with the luggage. You bent a little too much to pick up his duffel bag, and I saw your cleavage that day. It was a lot of skin show, and I couldn’t take it. I was stunned. And I found myself getting hard.

Uma: And?

Me: And. I felt I needed to get off right there. You had only gone inside your bedroom, and I started watching a porn movie on my phone, standing almost just outside the closed door. That is how excited I was.

Uma: And?

Me: And. I did not expect you to come out of the room so quickly. But, what shook me more was the sight of your hard nipples poking out of your white kurti. It was just like the actresses in the adult video I was watching. I mean, before she stripped herself. I was ogling at your tits, just like I gazed at her melons.

Uma: And?

Me: And. I just could not resist wishing if you were the MILF in the video. I just could not resist thinking about you like a pornstar. I really really wished it was you giving me satisfaction through your recorded filthy act. It was something that I craved for in a split-second. And, I did wank off to the thought of it later. But, also felt guilty about it.

Uma: Wait. Wait. Am I missing something here? What did you do the very next second you saw the door open?

Me: I was trying to hide my phone first. But then realized I also need to cover my hard dick. I was just stuck, actually. And, I was relieved to see you walk towards the other side of the hall without looking at me.

Uma: Well. Ravi. I am glad you have been telling me the truth. And, now, let me complete. I mean. Let me try guessing what must have happened next.

Me: Haha. This is all that happened. But still, give it a go.

Uma: Okay. So. I walked out of my room. I saw you standing just outside, and I immediately noticed the bulge in your pants.

Me: What? Haha. No way. You are not trying to guess here. You are making up something.

Uma: Wait until you hear the whole of it. You watch me walk past you. But, you are thrilled to see my thick back sway, and you put your hand inside your loose shorts, play with your ‘toy’ and jerk off, looking at me!

Me: Mom! Oh my. Fine. I am sorry I did not tell you that part. But. That is indeed some fine guessing, Mom. How did you manage to guess so correct?

Uma: Hahaha. How do you think I did that?

Me: I don’t know, Mom. Haha. All I can say is I am impressed.

Uma: Hahaha. Let me try adding on to it. So. You masturbate hard looking at me, and you cum in under a minute. And, then, to your own horror, you realize you had shot your load straight down your legs, that was covered by your shorts only till the knees. And, a thick portion of your cum has leaked on to the floor.

Me: Oh shit. What the hell? Did you guess that, too?

Uma: Hahaha.

Me: Mom. You saw me do that, didn’t you?! How? I mean. I am sorry. But how? You were talking on the phone, with your back facing me. How did you manage to see me?

Uma: Oh, Ravi.

Me: You had me right there, Mom! You had caught me! I mean. I did that looking at you. You were just a few inches away from me. But, I thought there was no way you would notice! I knew it was risky. But, I thought I only had to worry about Dad coming out of the room. How did you know I did that?! Mom?

Uma: My dear son, I am sorry, but I had you right there. I had caught you, Ravi, red-handed. The framed painting in the wall has so often served as a mirror, my son. I could see everything you were doing, including you, rubbing your balls, vigorously, in absolute clarity.

Me: Why did you not punish me right there? Why did you not ask me about it?

Uma: I just did not think I had to. I did not feel what you did was wrong. I was definitely surprised. But, I did not feel I had to stop you.

Me: Fuck. I still can’t believe this. But. You still dared to come with me to Delhi. Why?

Uma: Who said it was a dare?! You really think that was the case? I had come prepared. Hahaha. I wanted to see what you will do for me. But, whatever that is. I am glad you said the truth about the ‘incident’ that day. At-least you admitted it. I just wanted to know if you were still planning on hiding anything from me.

Me: Why do I get the feeling you have been planning this all along, more and more?? Did you plot this, Mom?

Uma: Hahaha. I think I will just answer your earlier question, for now. And. The answer is yes!

Me: What? What earlier question?

Mona: Hahaha. Ravi. Your earlier question. Whether I had these feelings for you even when things were fine between your Dad and me. Yes, is the answer!

Me: Mom.

Uma: Yes, Ravi. I did think about you even when everything was okay in our relationship. There was also this one very crazy night, where he was banging me really rough, and I almost moaned your name. It was in-fact a few months before I caught you in the ‘act’ I mentioned above, and I still don’t know what took me there. But, it wasn’t the first sexual inclination I felt towards you, either. It, however, confirmed a lot of things to me. I could feel my desires crossing over. I no longer wanted you to be a part of just my fantasies. I had started to wish you were in my reality.

Me: Ohh. Mom. And?

Uma: What and?

Me: I mean. What about the time nothing happened with Dad? What about the time you started feeling the distance? Were you still thinking about me? Or.

Uma: What are you trying to ask me, Ravi?

Ravi: Did you have somebody else in your life? Especially when you had all these yearnings.

Uma: Oh, Ravi. Hahaha. Seriously? You think that is a question you can ask your own mother? You cannot ask your mother if she has hooked up with another man.

Me: Hahaha. I don’t think that really is a matter of concern here. And, above all, I have a very valid reason to ask you that. Hehe.

Uma: Hahaha. Yeah? Shoot!

Me: You told me it has been a long time since you had sex with Dad. Then why is it that you have a very neat, clean-shaven pussy? I mean. Your pussy looks like it got a trim very recently.

Uma: So, you did notice my peach. But, let me confirm it wasn’t for any random man. Or, to be more precise. I am not dating anybody.

Me: So. You always keep it bald?

Uma: Hahaha. Okay, I am a bit ashamed to tell you this. But, you won’t believe how hairy my pussy was. I never bothered to care for it.

Me: So, when did you use the blade? Before leaving for Delhi?

Uma: No. Even though I really hoped something would happen there, I never thought we would go the full distance.

Me: So, when was it?

Uma: I shaved my pubic hair after I shared the bed with you. After the room-boy in the hotel asked me if you were my husband.

Me: But, why, Mom?

Uma: I don’t know, Ravi. I started having this feeling that I should be fully ready for you.

Me: What were you thinking, Mom?

Uma: I still don’t know, Ravi. I just felt I had to keep my love hole ready. Maybe, I did think about how it would be if we were really a couple. Maybe, I was just making sure I can serve you a pussy you would love to feed on. I hope I got it right.

Me: Yes! Yes, you did, Mom. Let me just tell you this. Your pussy is indeed the best pussy I have ever seen. And just like how the mole, above your lips, makes your face look more pretty, the black mole just above your pussy lips makes it look extra special.

Uma: Hahaha. So. You did look into my picture very carefully. You have found out a lot of ‘details’. I am equally impressed.

Me: You are so hot, Mom. I have not been able to take my eyes off the picture you send me. Not even the sexiest of actresses would look so exciting in the nude.

Uma: Hahaha. That is way too much of a compliment. But, I don’t mind this attention from my son. So, what were you going to do looking at my picture?

Me: Well.

Uma: Wait. What are you doing now?! I completely forgot. Why were you in the lift, Ravi? Where were you going?

Me: Don’t get angry, Mom. I was on my way to my friend’s room. To show him the picture you just sent me. I thought I should share it with him.

Uma: What? Oh my… Ravi. Please. Don’t do that. Please! Delete the picture!

Me: Hahaha. Why? Why should I delete it? A picture of a mother’s naked body in her son’s phone is normal. Right?!

Uma: Ravi! Delete it. Please. You cannot show that picture to your friends.

Me: Hahaha. Mom. Relax. Haha. I was just joking.

Uma: Why were you in the lift, then? Where are you heading to? What are you doing there?!

Me: I was walking towards the hostel gate, Mom. But then I took a break to text you. I just could not walk reading all your explosive messages. I am now near the exit. I need to catch a taxi.

Uma: Why? Where are you going? Isn’t it only 7:50 AM? Where are you going so early?

Me: I am going to the Railway Station, Mom.

Uma: Why? Did you leave anything behind?

Me: Hahaha. No. I have a train to catch.

Uma: What? Where are you going?

Me: I am coming back home!

Uma: What? You cannot be serious!

Me: I am.

Uma: Are you really coming home?

Me: Yes, Mom!

Uma: And, what are you planning to do once you are here?

Me: I haven’t really thought about it. Maybe spend time with you, like we did in Delhi.


Uma: So, you plan to do only what you did with me in Delhi?

Me: You only want me to sleep with you?

Uma: Was it only just sleep that you did in Delhi?

Uma waits for a minute, and on seeing no reply, she sends Ravi another text.

Uma: Your Dad has just left.

Me: Dad is really going to be away? So, it is only going to be you and me at home?!

Uma: Yes.

Ne: But, I don’t think you are very happy to know I am coming home.

Uma: Who told you that?

Me: I think so. I feel like you don’t want me to come home.

Uma: I want you to, Ravi. I really want you to be home with me.

Me: Then, why do you sound so uncertain?

Uma: No way! Not at all. I am sure about this. I want this.

Me: I don’t know, Mom. I still think you don’t want me to come.

Uma: Well. Ravi. Listen. I have been trying to tell you this for a long time. I am tired of typing all this down. I am just done texting you. Now. This is what I want. I want you to come home. I want you to come home to your Mom. I want you to come home to your Mom and fuck my cunt madly and cum inside your Mom!!

As Ravi got into the same taxi that had dropped him off at his hostel gate, just a few hours ago, but now with a raging hard-on that clearly swelled out of his jeans, his mother pushed her fingers deeper into her craving cunt.


Ravi was heading to the Railway Station to hop into the same train he had got out of, but this time to head back home.

As Ravi reached the platform, unable to hide his excitement, his own mother moaned and groaned, imagining it was not her fingers but her own son pleasing her, as he found his way back inside her mature pussy.

The conversation between Ravi and his mother Uma was revelational, scandalous, and unbelievable. Neither of them was completely convinced it was all really true. But, nothing could stop them from being thrilled about what the future had for them.

A few more hours and everything was going to be different. They could change their minds, of course, but they were not going to do it. They did not want to. Lines were crossed, and boundaries were destroyed.

Each time the mother and son told each-other their truths, they were also constantly made to wonder how many lies they would have to tell the other people in their lives. They were constantly made to think about how they were going to keep this a secret as they continued to live their ‘normal’ lives.

Whatever they intended to do to make sure this stays between them, they very well knew they were never going to be the regular mother and son they were even until yesterday.

When Ravi gets back home, he wouldn’t be the son he thought he was. When he left for college, last night, as his mother watched anxiously, hoping for his best, suppressing her own desires. But, he was going to be the young stud his mother would be desperately waiting to welcome home and spread her legs for.

He was going to be the hunk she would never want to stop being pleased by. He was going to be the man she would want to have inside her for years to come.

So hot ..
So Mad....
So Erotic....
Dammmmmm Hotttt.....

Finally Ravi has come back Home..
And will bang his horny mom Uma so hard ....

This gonna be awesome ....

Next Update will full of Fucking Mom.....



I can't wait....


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[Mass]

Congrats for your new erotic story man...i had not visited the English section for a long time and I missed this one..

looks really hot and sexy..look forward to your next sexy updates between Ravi and Uma...hope Meera will also come into the picture soon.
Hope you'll post the updates regularly as and when you get time. Look forward..

Btw, what happened to "Its all in the Family" story?
Hope you can post updates there also.

Good luck and look forward to the updates. Thanks.

Rakhs_ KINGDOM

 

[Mass]

Seems you have not visited my story in Hindi section for a very long time
do take time to visit and read and give your valuable feedback. Thanks.

Rakhs_ KINGDOM

 

[Rakhs_ KINGDOM]

Congrats for your new erotic story man...i had not visited the English section for a long time and I missed this one..

looks really hot and sexy..look forward to your next sexy updates between Ravi and Uma...hope Meera will also come into the picture soon.
Hope you'll post the updates regularly as and when you get time. Look forward..

Btw, what happened to "Its all in the Family" story?
Hope you can post updates there also.

Good luck and look forward to the updates. Thanks.

Rakhs_ KINGDOM

Thanks Mass.

Thank you for visiting my thread. This story doesn't require much time for me as I have decided not to add many gifs or photos. However, "It's All in the Family" needs photos and gifs that are suitable for the storyline, so it will take more time for me to update. According to my timeline, I will update. Thank you.

 

[Rakhs_ KINGDOM]

Me: Mom.

Uma: Ravi. Did you sleep well?

Me: Yes, Mom.

Uma: Did I just wake you up? I am so sorry I called. I just could not wait any longer!

Me: Oh. Come on, Mom. I am glad you woke me up. We can text. Hehe!

Uma: Haha. So. Slept well?

Me: Yes, Mom. Never felt so peaceful when sleeping. I did not even realize it had been five full hours.

Uma: Haha. I hope you didn’t feel tired skipping sleep last night. Few more hours, and you are home!

Me: Not at all, Mom. I am ready!

Uma: Ready for?!

Me: For you!

Uma: Hahaha! Somebody seems to be all excited.

Me: Well, I am coming for you. And, maybe, also because I had the same dream, again!

Uma: What dream?

Me: The dream in which I am naked on the bed with my mother, filling her with extreme vigor.

Uma: What?! Even you have that dream?

Me: Yes, Mom. It surprised me when you first said how often you had them. Now I know what it all means.

Uma: Oh, Yes, baby! You and I are perfect for each other. Never believe anything else.

Me: I know, Mom. And, since that is the case. Wait… I have something for you. Something that is just too perfect!

Ravi sends a video of him stroking his erect dick and ejaculating inside a filthy toilet cabin that had names of women, phone numbers, and lewd comments written on the wall he shot his load.

Uma: Whaaattt?!

Me: Hahaha. Yeah!

Uma: You dared to masturbate in a public toilet. It is so dirty in there!

Me: Haha! Yes! It was stinking so bad. But, you know what?! I enjoyed it. And, you know why?! Because I imagined you sucking my cock, sitting in the squat.

Uma: You are crazy!

Me: I couldn’t wait, Mom. I just had to humble you, right there!

Uma: Baby!!!!! Hahaha. Well. Did I have my clothes on my body when you found me in there?!

Me: Fuck! Haha! Mom! You were just rolling up your saree, rubbing your pussy , took my hard dick in your mouth. But what I know is. If I was your husband, you would never ever need to wear even your under-garments!

Uma: Hahaha. I think I know!

Me: Yeah?!

Uma: Yes! Haha! Ravi. I just cannot stop replaying the video you sent me. You are seriously so big!

Me: Mom!

Uma: LOL! Stop overreacting. Hahaha. All that feels so funny now. All the desperate reluctance is shown. Haha. Wait! The photo of the woman in the poster.

Me: What photo?

Uma: The one in the video.

Me: The poster stuck on the wall?

Uma: Yeah. Isn’t that Jisha?

Me: How do you know that actress?

Uma: Well. She has been the talk of the town for all the wrong reasons. And. She was once my roommate. We were in college together.

Me: What?!

Uma: Haha!

Me: I never knew my mother had friends in high places.

Uma: Ohh, Shut Up! We hardly ever talked after college. In fact, I do not even know where she now is. Nobody has heard from her after the scandal.

Me: Hhhmmm.

Uma: She was always such a sweet woman. I still cannot believe she acted in that movie!

Me: Neither can I, Mom. I have never seen anything so bold in Indian Cinema. She was almost fully naked in one of the scenes. Almost all her assets were exposed. But, she has been crying foul since the release of the movie.

Uma: I know. Poor soul. And, as if the humiliation she had to suffer, being a part of that sleazy film was not enough. Some insane loser had also circulated an adult video of hers, created using The DeepFake Software.

Me: Yes. I had actually seen that. She was getting fucked by a group that falsely claimed to be Casting Agents. Everybody who saw that was convinced the video is real, especially after seeing what she did in a regular feature film.

Uma: I feel so sorry for her.

Me: What do you think must have really happened?

Uma: I have no idea, Ravi. I got to know about it when I saw her in the news. I assume there was some manipulation. Maybe during the Editing Process. But you never know. One can never be sure about Indian Actresses. Mostly the newcomers.

Uma: And, more importantly, the married mature ones. I recently happened to watch Madhavi Doshi being interviewed. She had revealed quite a few disturbing details, changing my perception of our Heroines.

Me: My mom seems to know a little too much about Bollywood!

Uma: Haha! Not really. My female friends have been sharing Jish’s erotic scenes, in our WhatsApp group, and also forwarding all the possible theories. The theory I explained above is the least vulgar from all the possible situations they have been saying.

Me: Okay. So, you trust her!

Uma: I guess, and strongly believe, that she was tricked.

Me: Well. I will love to see you tricked, too, if the result is guaranteed to be as pleasing!

Uma: Haha. You are just too much! I did not expect you to say that.

Me: Haha! Why not?! Jisha Aunty looked extremely hot. So, what is wrong in hoping to see my own sexy mom in an even enticing avatar?

Uma: Haha. But, seriously. Jisha Aunty?! Aunty?

Me: I mean. Since you know her, and she is your friend. I thought it is most appropriate if I call her Jisha Aunty! Right, Mom?!

Uma: Haha! Well. Just stay informed that she has a 19-year-old son. I think his name is Rohit. So. Each time you call her Jisha Aunty, remember there is a he, who would be calling me Uma Aunty! I hope you understand what I am trying to say.

Me: Hahaha! I so wish I could tell you that you are a very possessive mother. But, that line of yours feels like right out of a porn movie!

Uma: Are you trying to call your own mother a pornstar now?!

Me: I don’t think I would mind one bit.

Uma: Aaha. If I was in porn, I would only do scenes where I am cinematically fucking my own son! Haha! Maybe, even inside a moving train.

Me: Oh my!

Uma: I think I just won the duel, already. You have nothing with you to better my confession!

Me: I actually have something for you.

Uma: Yeah? What?!

Me: Haha. Nothing very novel. But, once I boarded the train, I felt the need to have the view of your wonderfully uncovered selfi and rushed to the lavatory. And, before I knew it, I was again touching myself, and I released a few more liters of love for my mother, looking at the bare images she sent me. Haha!

Uma: You bloody Mother fucker!

Me: Hahaha!

Uma: Did anybody notice? Are you sure nobody saw my photos?

Me: Come on, Mom. I would have obviously kept the door closed.

Uma: But, still.

Me: Well. Nobody saw me. But, I cannot say the same about my moans being heard. I think I groaned your name a little too loud when I ejaculated.

Uma: You are one horny bastard!

Me: Ohh. Umaaaaaaa. Hahaha! I love you too, Mom!

Uma: You love my name. Don’t you?!

Me: What made you ask that?

Uma: I always felt that. I just wanted to be sure.

Me: But, why?

Uma: Haha. I just felt you like my name. And, my intuitions have been mostly correct about you! So, is there anything to it?

Me: Okay. So, let me honest here. There was this girl in college, who shared the same name as yours, and she attended lectures for a couple of the electives along with students in my class.

Uma: And?


Me: And. I was seated with this guy from Mumbai, who was totally into her. Into her body! They were not exactly together but were going out, every now and then.

Uma: And?

Me: And. He soon started sharing with me all the details of the sexual encounters he had with his partner. I found it a bit odd initially but then started to enjoy it, and he continued detailing to me, for the whole of that semester.

Uma: Ravi! Get to the matter!

Me: Yes. Yes. Sorry. I am just used to stretching things, and at-times also leaving them incomplete. Where was I?!

Uma: Haha. You are so funny! Stop pissing me off!

Me: Hehe… Yeah. He started telling me about the hottest things he did to her.. And, each time, he referred to her by her name. ‘I fucked Uma so hard!’ ‘Uma is such a bitch!’ ‘I drilled Uma in the ass!’ ‘Umaa sucked me off, inside a bus!’

Uma: Ohhhh.

Me: He easily managed to excite me, and also kept stressing on the name ‘Uma.’ Though unintentionally, he filled my mind with all sorts of twisted thoughts. And, when he once said – ‘I will make Uma a worthless cum-bucket!’

Me: I just found myself forced to think about you on the bed with him. I imagined you having sex with him until I started to drastically picture you being filled with my own cock.

Uma: Whoaa!

Me: Yeah! I was so hard after that. I knew he had sown the seeds in me to lust for my mother even more. He made me want to have you, each time, he blurted the word ‘Uma’!

Uma: Oh My. But, Ravi. I am. I am just glad!

Me: Hehehe.

Uma: You never told me what his name was.

Me: Haha. That is not very relevant here. Hehe. His name was Ranveer. And, before you ask, let me tell you that I also did fantasize hearing you moan his name!

Uma: Fuck! That was just what I was going to quiz you about. I am impressed!

Me: Haha! I know my mom a little too well!

Uma: Tell me more about him!

Me: Mom! Hehe. He plays cricket really well. At least, that is what the girls think. And, he is a regular at the gym. 6.3"well build.

Uma: Yeah?! If that is the case, then I feel he would be a great addition to our home. Haha! we fuck around inthe house. when uou are not at home.

Me: Well. There is a chance we can make him family.

Uma: How?!

Me: Hahaha! He has a sister – Sonali! I can marry her if you insist.

Uma: But, what about Saba shaini? I thought she was great on you. I mean. For you! Haha.

Me: Yes! Yes! Yes! But, she is going to be around, anyway. I mean. Isn’t that what you told me?!

Uma: Haha! But, think about it seriously, Ravi. You can really hear me moan his name. And, also be rest assured that he will fuck your ‘Uma,’ with greater intensity than you can ever dream about.

Me: That could actually turn out to be true!

Uma: LOL! You are the son every mother deserves! Haha!

Me: Hehehe! But, Mom. What made you first feel that I have a liking for your name?

Uma: Your Browsing History!

Me: What?!

Uma: Remember the iMac we had at home. The one we set up in your room. I am sorry to tell you this now. But, the Chrome Browser you used was synced with the Application on my mobile.

Me: Shit! Mom! I never knew. I am so sorry.

Uma: Haha! Chill! It is okay. Anything and Everything is okay, now!

Me: So, you were the one who deleted the List of Visited Websites, each time!

Uma: Yes. I did not think it was appropriate for Dileep – My Husband, Your Dad, and, now, The Man I Hate The Most, to have access to Searches that read ‘Uma Pornstar’, ‘Uma MILF’, ‘Uma Hot Aunty’, ‘Uma Fucked In College’, ‘Uma Gang-Banged’, and also ‘Uma Fucks For Cash’. Chrome was synced with his phone, as well!

Me: What the… Mom! I had no clue. You saved me!


Uma: Haha! You owe me your life! Hahaha! Well. I could assume all the searches you did ultimately led you to the Adult Actress. I was aware of her existence. Hehe! I confirmed the MILF Star had got my son enticed. But, the keywords associated with my own name did get me wondering. Now, I know what the real reason was!

Me: Ohh. Mom! This is just too embarrassing for me! Haha!

Uma: You don’t have to feel bad. We are in a very venereal space, anyway.

Me: I always loved your name, Mom. I always found it to be a very alluring one. I was addicted to it until I realized it was you that I am addicted to…

Uma: So. Are you really ready for this? Are you ready for us?!

Me: Yes, Mom!

Uma: You know there is no going back! Nothing will ever be the same again!

Me: I know, Mom! And I want this!

Uma: I cannot wait to have you by my side, Ravi.

Me: Me too, Mom!

Uma: Ravi. Tell me this. What are you going to do to your mother? How hard are you going to stretch me?!

Me: I will split you in half with my giant dick, making you question your own loyalty. The very first thrust I make inside your wet cunt, will leave you convinced that I sure as hell got my genes from not your puny husband!

Uma: More!

Me: I will do you with my huge cock all day, and every night! I will make you realize that the very purpose of your life is to savor my cum!

Uma: Just don’t stop. Give me More! I am so turned on!

Me: Hahaha! I would love to describe the rest of it, in detail, too, but I think I should keep it a secret, for now! However, I assure you I will make you beg for mercy and scream with pleasure!

Uma: Ravi. Fuckk You! Haha!

Me: I will take you in the shower, on top of the kitchen table, inside the garage, in the open terrace, on the couch. But first, on Dad’s bed!

Uma: Ohh. Yes. Please! Give me all of your monsters! I need to be banged by a real man! Be my Stud!

Me: I want you to be ready, wearing only your inner-wear, from your favorite brand – Randy’s. Hopefully, it will the Tangy Red, Non-Padded, and Non-Wired Bra, with Double Layered Cups, over your rack.

A Black Low Waist Thong, with Lace Panels In Matching Powernet, hiding your clean-shaven twat, when you welcome me home.

Uma: Excuse me?! Ravi!!!! But, how did you know all my inner-wear is from Randy’s?

Me: I have always caught you sneaking inside their store every time we go shopping.

Uma: I never realized you were observing me!

Me: Come on, Mom. It is only you and me, mostly. And, I know you do not have the skills to vanish into thin air. I have always seen you go through their kinkiest collections.

Uma: Yeah?! I thought I was smart, leaving you inside the Hyper Market, with Grocery Shopping.

Me: Hahaha. It was too obvious, Mom. However. When I saw their logo – a woman’s tongue, for the first time on the carry bag in your hand, I really thought you had brought yourself some of the exclusive sex toys they sold!

Uma: Hahaha! I should have it! But, still. All those minute details about my intimate-wear. You mentioned it exactly how they had it printed on the Wash Care Labels. They don’t have this information on their website.

Me: I am sorry, but the line-drying setup, you have on the terrace, has always been a happy place for me. And, I read all that data from the very pairs of bra and panties you left under the sun. Sometimes, even feeling the soft material!

Uma: Ohhh. That kinda sent shivers down my spine. You have been spying on your mother!

Me: Hahaha! There is a lot more classified content I want to enlighten you with. But, maybe, after I make you understand how long I have been yearning to own you when I touch places in your love-hole, no other man will ever reach!

Uma: Ohhh. Ravi!


Me: I can’t wait to get home and stuff my rod into your horny pussy, Mom!

Uma: You have no idea how badly I want it from you!

Me: I won’t pull my cock out of you unless you pass out!

Uma: Damn! I want it now! I want to lose my sanity, submitting myself to you! And. Even after we cross all borders. Even after you destroy my holes. Even if you pound me, every day, I still want us to continue this. I want to continue sexting you. This is the best feeling ever!

Me: Haha! I know, Mom. Even I want this to go on and on and on and on!

Uma: I always wanted to be in this space with you, even before I started seeing you as the man capable of giving me sensual pleasure.

Me: Yeah?

Uma: Yes, Ravi!!!!. Ever since I installed WhatsApp, I wanted to spend time chatting with you. But I could not. And, now, I think I have got more than what I ever craved for.

Me: I promise you I will give you a lot more than you can ever desire.

Uma: I love you, My Son!


To be continue........

 

[kirantariq]

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