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Erotica ❤️❤️❤️Me, my mom UMA, and aunty MEERA, Other MILFs❣️❣️❣️
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Fantastic Update...
Sexting with mom, going very well and every Update makes me super Horny and make me jealous aslo, why my mommy is not like Uma..
But she is also sexy and horny like Uma..
So Nice, and adding a Cuckold angle, this will makes me cum... yes as Uma said, even Mother should have cuckson like Ravi... Cuckson Angel will make this story a perfect story for incest cuckson.....
Before the bang, this is the best part, when mom and son seduce each other and share their Fantasy and desire, so Nice, love it...
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THE SEXTING CONTINUES BETWEEN MOM AND SON.
Me: Mom.
Umaa: Oh, yes, Ravi.
Me: There is something else I need to tell you.
Uma: Say. You don’t have to be shy.
Me: I don’t know what this will do to our relationship. I am worried I will give you the feeling I have been lying all along. But I think I want you to know.
Uma: Just tell me!
Me: I am sure you will understand. I only want to be in a position where we no longer need to exchange half-truths or keep details hidden.
Uma: What is it, Ravi? You are scaring me now. Haha!
Me: I had this habit of sneaking into your bedroom when you were sleeping. And, I have tried to grope you, too.
Uma: Oh my…
Me: I am sorry, Mom. But, there were so many days I even wanted to mercilessly defile you.
Uma: Ohhh…
Me: Each time you left the door open, giving me the majestic view of your thick curvy back, as you slept. I stood right next to your bed, vigorously rubbing my cock, and satisfying my lustful cravings.
Uma: How come I never noticed?
Me: I wondered the same. But my deeds only grew more sinful. Once I even masturbated looking at you and tried to shoot my load on your covered back. I had directed my tool straight against your rump. But the pressure during the final release made me flicker. And, I came on your head, leaving cum sticking onto your thick black hair.
Uma: What? Did you just make that up? Are you really serious?!
Me: Yes, Mom. Please forgive me. I am sorry, but I had to tell you this!
Uma: Hahaha. Oh, my son. Calm down, will you?! Just Relax, Ravi!!! You know your mom well enough now. I really don’t mind. Okay? And… Do you think I have been any less wicked!
Me: Mom?
Uma: Do you have any idea how many times I frantically rubbed my pussy with carrot? Standing just outside the door to your bathroom when you were in the shower?
Me: Fuck…
Uma: All the early morning visits I made to your room. All the times I came to wake you up. They were all only to have the view of your very obvious morning wood. I have relished your hard-on every day, Ravi!!!. I have once even slid my hand under your blanket and went all the way up to your thighs, almost touching your bare balls.
Me: Fuck! Mom! I cannot believe that really happened. Honestly, I just did not feel your touch on my body, and I do not know how I would have reacted if I sensed it. But, what surprises me, even more is the reality that we already had so many intimate moments.
Uma: And we had all of them at home! We have been having these for a long time now!
Me: Exactly.
Uma: But was that the only time?! I mean, was it only at home that we had these encounters?!
Me: What are you trying to say, Mom?
Uma: Don’t you think we should talk about what happened in Delhi?
Me: Yes. I guess so.
Uma: We have to, Baby. We should!
Me: I know, Mom. But, before that, there is something I really want to know, and right now too.
Uma: What is it?
Me: Since we are going all the way, it does not really matter anymore. But. Did you seriously think we would actually have sex?! Did you believe it would be possible for a mother and son to engage themselves in the most carnal activity?
Uma: Maybe this will sound a little too cringy. But I did! I always thought so.
Me: Yeah?
Uma: Yes, Ravi. I have firmly felt it was possible. And now, I have reasons to conclude I was right.
Me: Haha!
Uma: What about you, Ravi?? Did you think this would all turn true someday?
Me: Well. Mom. I was never really sure about it. I thoroughly enjoyed the effect it had on me. Yet I always assumed this was a forbidden fantasy. I liked the taboo-filled pleasures associated with the idea. However, I was not fully convinced there was a genuine chance. But, there was also this one instance, during a train journey, last year, that really got me thinking.
Uma: Train journey? Last year?! We did not go on a train journey last year, Ravi.
Me: No, Mom. This does not have you in the scene. It was an intriguing experience I had that made me think.
Uma: What was it? Tell me.
Me: I don’t know how I should put it in words. I am still not sure it really took place. It was early in the morning that this incident happened. I was very sleepy, and I could also never really confirm the event. But, now, since you and I exist, I feel even they exist. Hehehe.
Uma: Ravi!!! Haha. What?! What are you even trying to say? What happened to you?!
Me: They were very sexually charged, it is what I felt!
Uma: What?! Who are you talking about? Why the lack of clarity! And why are you taking so much time to type? Just tell me what happened! You don’t have to think twice before telling me things, Ravi!!!
Me: I know, Mom. I am sorry, I just got distracted.
Uma: You are sexting your mother, and you still get distracted?!
Me: I was just playing the visuals in my mind.
Uma: Ravi. Is this something. I mean. Did you do something that you should not have? Did you cause someone hurt?
Me: No, Mom. That is not what I am trying to say. I am just trying to describe the scenario in the best possible way. Sometimes it’s just not easy to type what you have in your mind.
Uma: Haha. Lol! Stop struggling to be a master of erotica. I already know what my son is capable of. Just tell me what happened, in simple words!
Me: Haha. Fine!
Uma: Begin!
Me: Okay. So, this was just after my lab exams. I was not planning to come home on that very day. Initially – I wanted to hang out with friends.
Uma: Okay.
Me: Also, this was two weeks after I broke up with the first one, but I had already started seeing the second one. I really wanted to spend some time with her, and we were supposed to meet the next day.
Uma: Aaha, I am delighted you are bringing in all your girls. Would love to know what you did with each of them in detail!
Me: Why? Why?! Why!
Uma: Hahaha! To make sure I give you more than those young bitches could!
Me: Mom, please! Not that again!
Uma: Haha! Tell me what happened on the train.
Uma: Haha! Tell me what happened on the train.
Me: Yeah. But, Tiya had to be at her father’s ancestral house, and so the plan was canceled. I was upset and did not want to stay in the hostel, feeling dejected. It was a last-minute decision, but I just got myself in the very next available train back home. It was a Special Train traveling through Goa – I had never taken it before. I did not even know when I would reach home but just boarded it anyway.
Uma: This is so boring, Ravi. Why do you have to spoil the mood? You do realize I have been turned on since we started texting. Why are you wasting time explaining all these unwanted stuff?
Me: I have been thinking about this for a long time. I just feel a little messed up, Mom! I do not even know if this is interesting anymore.
Uma: Please! I am certainly enjoying this, baby. Just take a deep breath, and tell me what happened.
Me: So. I am very sure I heard the guy in the adjacent compartment address the lady with him as his mother. I did hear him call her Mom clearly when I was taking a stroll. But, on my way back, I am almost convinced I saw him fondling her tits, with a lot of passion. She still lay on her berth but was wide awake, and she was finding pleasure in it!
Uma: What?! Haha! Impossible!
Me: I know! I mean, I just don’t know if this really was the case. I couldn’t believe it either. I also wasn’t fully sure if they were a couple, or really a mother-son pair. The two looked very compatible. He was mauling her tankers! I saw them indulge!
Uma: Baby!!! That must not have happened!
Me: I think it did, Mom.
Uma: Maybe, you just felt it! You already told me you were very sleepy and tired. Nobody would do something so sleazy in the open. However empty space is. Definitely not a mother and son!
Me: Hhmm… Maybe you are right. Maybe it’s just because I always had it at the back of my mind but always remained doubtful. I now feel confident about it since you and I have confessed our feelings for each other.
Uma: That has to be the reason, Baby.
Me: But, do you think there are many other mothers and sons out there who are in the same venereal territory as we are in?
Uma: Hahaha! Ohh, Ravi!!! What happened to you? Have you just lost the plot? Are you a little too excited about stuffing your Mummy, that your sanity is extinct? Lol!
Me: Just tell me, Mom. I want to know.
Uma: I don’t know, Ravi.
Me: You say you don’t know, only when there is something that you want to tell me!
Uma: Well. I wasn’t thinking about it. But, when I find you so obsessed, I am forced to wonder. I am, however, a little startled that they did it in public, regardless of the fact they are really mother and son.
Me: You wouldn’t do something like that with me outside our house?!
Uma: Ravi. I want to. You know that! I want to be taken by you in ways no woman has ever been fucked. But, I am not sure about being adventurous in public.
Me: Are you worried about what people will think?
Uma: To an extent – Yes! But, we wouldn’t be here if we cared about what people would think!
Me: Still, are you bothered about what people will think if we get caught?!
Uma: There will be things said, Ravi. There will be comments passed even if we just sit together. You can imagine the scenario if we are caught sharing intimacy.
Me: There is nothing they can do to us, Mom. They may not like it, but it is just a matter of us ignoring them. Let them express their hatred. Everything will be fine. I can protect you!
Uma: I know that, my baby. That is why I am so sure about you.
Me: Why are you worried about what people dislike, then?
Uma: Well. I won’t mind if they genuinely disliked all public displays of affection. I may even respect them.
Me: What you are you trying to say, Mom?!
Uma: Haha!
Me: Why does this all of a sudden look like zero sexting and a little too much preaching on social norms?
Uma: Hahaha! No. No! You started it!
Me: Hehe. But what were you trying to say? Were you referring to any of your unpleasant experiences? Maybe some of the lewd gestures you were subjected to, or verbal abuses?!
Uma: I wasn’t pointing to anything in particular. But, I did have this horrible ordeal when I once went to the flower market alone. A group of men, most probably in their late forties, flashed their Lunds at me, with one among them even asking me to suck him off, right there!
Me: What?! This really happened? I am so sorry, Mom.
Uma: It is okay. I was shaken, but it hasn’t broken me. What is, however, funny is that they turned out to be members of a group formed to ensure the safety of women in the city. And they had also assaulted a young girl who was being walked to her house by her boyfriend, just the day before.
Uma: You get it, don’t you?! The thing is they may fake values, but they fake disgust even more. They are using these situations to their advantage, to fulfill their deep unhealthy cravings. These are just a bunch of goons who love exploiting the female sex, caught in vulnerable situations. That is the shameful morality of these losers.
Me: How big were their cocks, Mom?! I guess not as huge as you would have liked them!
Uma: What?! You dirty creep! Did you just ask that to your mother? Theirs not upto your mark, but all black.
Me: Haha! Mom! Unfortunately, you had to go through the humiliation, but they just fell for your thick ass, Mom. They just cannot be blamed. Hahaha! However, everything you said is right on the money!
Uma: Haha! I don’t know where this is going. I think you have lost it! But, yeah. See, I don’t mind if they sincerely hate something. I just don’t want random men to call me a whore, and declare my son a mother fucker, because we got touchy in public. Especially when the fellow is a punk, in reality, who has already jerked off watching us exchange love.
Me: Lol! Hahaha. Mom. I did not know there was an active feminist in you. Particularly after our very ‘normal’ conversation. Hehehe!
Uma: I may be a submissive mature for my son, but there is feminist hiding in me. I decide who fucks me, and I had the guts to choose you! Haha! See. It’s just that I don’t want a bad episode in public with you, baby. I only need the pure satisfaction the fuck of your warm young lund will give me.
Me: The random men watching may not complain if you give them enough! I mean, if you do the needful! like sucking and fucking with them.
Uma: Haha! Oh, baby! That is a possibility! Lol. Well, it did cross my mind multiple times, over the last few months, that I should be an exhibitionist tease and teach your Dad a lesson.
Revealing myself to some random men and get fucked with them.
But, since I have you now, I don’t think anybody else deserves my enticing assets. I don’t think I need to give them a chance, yet. Haha! I think I should stick to being a naughty horny bitch indoors, for the time being, keeping myself for your throbbing dick
Me: That is great news. For your son! Lucky kid! Hehehe.
Uma: I just want to enjoy the moments with you to the fullest, not having to worry about being judged!
Me: Haha. I get that, Mom. But, the two I saw on the train – the suspected mother and son definitely did not mind any of it.
Uma: This is so. Baby! You seem to be hooked onto them. By choosing to glorify them, you have caused your unsatisfied Mummy to dry up! Lol.
Me: They got me very curious, Mom. Hehe!
Uma: I think I get that, My Dear Son. Haha!
Me: They actually unboarded the train a few stops before mine. I just could not let go of it. I was so eager, I checked their names on the Reservation Chart, almost grabbing the same from the TTE.
Uma: Baby. Haha! Is there more to this?! Why do I get the feeling that the indirect set of questions and answers are actually reflecting your hesitation! You can tell me whatever you want, Ravi.
Me: Neema and Arun – that was what their names were.
Uma: Okay, enough! I don’t understand what you are trying to prove, but maybe I should just play along! So, listen. I feel Arun is a very steamy name. I don’t mind moaning his name while he goes down on me. Same Neema screams your name out loud while you got her pussy deep ! Haha! Happy, now?
Me: Mom. You are impossible! Hahaha!
Uma: Mothers always like sons. If you are not getting jelouse, you can swap me for your other milfs. you are getting my slutness out Baby, my pussy getting wet and my juice flowing on the floor.
Uma: Isn’t that what you wanted to hear? You did think about a foursome, didn’t you?!
Me: No! Haha!
Uma: Why not?! How about one on the train itself?! They still have private cabins, don’t they?! Haha!
Me: Lol!
Uma: Okay. Wait. I don’t know why I feel so amused about this. Did you check their age in the chart?
Me: Mom! I know you mean none of this. But, for your information, I did look into their age, and it did indicate the woman was old enough to be his mother! But, you never know. Haha!
Uma: Never know?! Why are you unsure, now?
Me: Could be her son’s best friend, too. Haha!
Uma: What all fantasies does my son have!
Me: I wish to call them soothing thoughts, Mom. Hehe.
Uma: I just hope that you have saved the best to live out with your mother.
Me: If you were given a chance to be with one of my friends. Who would it be?!
Uma: Haha! Shut up! That is not what I meant, you bloody mother fucker!
Me: I know. Still!
Uma: What is going on here?! I guess your mind has already been re-programmed to start considering me as your sluty partner, forever! That is why the sudden waywardness and lack of urgency! Haha!
Me: Haha! Then. We might as well have some kinky fun. Give me a name, Mom! I won’t mind one bit.
Uma: You are getting nothing!
Me: I know you always wanted my friends. You need to tell me who makes you wet the most! I won’t stop until you give me a name!
Uma: I think you have gone mad! Hahaha! Fine. Ron, maybe! His looks makes me wet in my panty. He stares me like fucking my titts infront of your friends and you. I really turn horny by his looks. If you dont mind I will ride him along with you.
Me: What?! Hahaha. Oh shit! Did you seriously mean it?
Uma: Whoa. No way! I thought it will make you happy.
Me: But, why him?
Uma: He is the only friend of yours, I know.
Me: That is just not true.
Uma: It is. I remember only him.
Me: Haha. But, still. Ron?! Out of all, people!
Uma: What? Is there something about him that I should be aware of?
Me: Oh, No! Nothing I can tell you, Mom!
Uma: Hahaha. Come on.
Me: Just No!
Uma: In that case, I will squeeze the truth out of you when I milk cum out of your lund! or else I will ride Ron and milk him to tell me the truth. Did you ever seen his lund size by chance
Me: Whooaaa! Someone likes to widen her legs for son's best friend. If you like him, I will arrange his dick for your pussy. But promise me you have to let me watch, how your pussy is getting rammed by my friend
Uma: Hahaha!
Me: I really cannot wait any longer to be used by my own mother! I really wish you are careless enough to groan your secret lover’s name when you ride me! And tell me how he sucked your slut desire out from your pussy.
Uma: Haha! Why is that I feel I am witnessing a side of you I never thought existed? Of course, I cannot claim to be surprised. Lol! Definitely not after what we have been doing since the last night. But, why the thought of another man?
Me: You don’t seem to be having a problem with your son’s twisted thinking.
Uma: Hahaha! I was concerned when you mentioned the mother and son you met on the train. Your texts were a bit distorted. But I am very grateful to them now. They helped me discover something very interesting about you and us. Haha! However, still, what about them is actually giving you the vibes? PDA is common in India, whatever the consequences!
Me: Exactly! And, that is what I am also not sure about. I do not even know how they are really related. But, they were certainly the strangest couple I had come across until then.
Uma: You know what it is. You are just not comfortable telling me that.
Me: Nothing like that, Mom.
Uma: Is it something as silly as a role-play, Ravi? I mean. You doubt they are playing Mom and Son, and you want us to try all that – maybe have sex with me imagining it is your friend fucking me. Are you trying to tell me you are into such things? I am just a little confused. Or, is it something like you are scared if you will hurt me – With a comparison?! You don’t have to worry telling me what you want, Ravi. Your Mom will be more than happy to be the lass you need her to be. You own me!
Me: Mom. I am sorry. But, I think it was the affection they shared, throughout the time I had my eyes on them that is haunting me! It was just unreal, Mom – Absolututely stimulating in every sense. The way he massaged her shoulders, the way he had his hand on her hips as they got ready to get out of the train.
Me: Even the way he talked to her, the way he cared for her. They were a perfectly hot couple, yet there was also so much love. They really made me wish I had you for myself. I wished you were mine and mine alone.
Uma: Oh, Baby. I just did not realize what you were trying to convey. I was getting it all wrong. I did have the feeling, but the revelation of your fantasies made me overlook the same.
Me: I am sorry, Mom. I was not able to tell you what I intended to let you know. I did not want to make you feel bad. I really enjoyed the sensual talk we have been having, and I want it every day. I already know we are going to have a great time together. But I want more than just that. I want to be the man who makes you cum, I want to be the person you like to open your pussy for me. I like to be the person you really want to take my lund and fill it in your 3 heavenly gates. but I also want to be the reason for the smile on your face!
Uma: I love you, Baby!
Me: I love you more, Mom. I just want to do with you everything I have imagined Arun do to Neema , I really like to fuck you imagining Neema in my mind. In return you call Arun name like his bitch and fuck me like anything
Uma: In that case, we should not stop with just a repeat of their acts. We should beat them. Haha! We should set new benchmarks for other mothers and sons to follow! I think that is what you really want too. But, try looking into the possibility of not sharing me, for real! Lol!
Me: Hahaha! Mom!
Uma: You are one small baby, Ravi. You are still Mummy’s little boy. Just that you have a lund too big!
Me: Hahaha. Do you think Neema and Arun were on their way back from Goa?! After a special holiday?! A honeymoon, maybe?!
Uma: What!
Me: Oh, Mom. We should plan a trip to the most romantic of places!
Uma: Hahaha. Definitely. I don’t think I can say no to you anymore.
Me: Oh, Yes! I am done talking about them, but I just wish I knew their story. I would do it even better with you!
Uma: Maybe her husband could never give her what she always desired. Maybe her husband cheated on her. Maybe her son is her husband. Maybe her son is to her what you are to me!
Me: What am I to you, Mom?!
Uma: Everything! More than what your Dad has ever been! More than everything this world has to offer!
Me: I love you so much, Mom.
Uma: You are the best, my Baby!
Me: Now, after everything we have discussed, including Dad’s disgraceful act, and the complete realization of the attraction we have for each other, maybe this is just how Arun and Neema also started their journey.
Uma: We may never know their truth, Baby. But, what I do know is that there is nothing greater for a mother than to be satisfied in the rawest form by her own son! I just wish you were already back inside me and stretching my dripping holes!
Me: You will regret you ever wished that! Haha!
Uma: Whatever you do, make sure you first make your Dad regret ditching his wife! Fuck me so hard in my mouth, my pussy , my ass wherever your lund like to explore inside me , let your dad never be able to fill me! I just don’t want to feel his tiny puny inside me ever again!
Me: I promise you it will be a rampage.
Uma: I need you to cum inside me! I want to walk in front of your Dad, with your cum leaking out of my pussy and lips.
Me: I will, Mom.
Uma: Inside both my holes!
Me: For sure!
Uma: Baby! Why do you sound so low? Where is the excitement?
Me: I am thrilled, Mom!
Uma: Come on. What is it now?! You want to talk more about them – Your ideal mother-son duo? Haha!
Me: Hehe. No, I am finished. For the time being! Haha. I am actually so glad we are sharing all these details. It feels wonderful to be able to talk to you without any barriers.
Uma: I feel equally blessed, Baby. I feel I have everything I can ever want. But is there anything you want to discuss? I think so!
To Be Continued.
Me: Mom.
Umaa: Oh, yes, Ravi.
Me: There is something else I need to tell you.
Uma: Say. You don’t have to be shy.
Me: I don’t know what this will do to our relationship. I am worried I will give you the feeling I have been lying all along. But I think I want you to know.
Uma: Just tell me!
Me: I am sure you will understand. I only want to be in a position where we no longer need to exchange half-truths or keep details hidden.
Uma: What is it, Ravi? You are scaring me now. Haha!
Me: I had this habit of sneaking into your bedroom when you were sleeping. And, I have tried to grope you, too.
Uma: Oh my…
Me: I am sorry, Mom. But, there were so many days I even wanted to mercilessly defile you.
Uma: Ohhh…
Me: Each time you left the door open, giving me the majestic view of your thick curvy back, as you slept. I stood right next to your bed, vigorously rubbing my cock, and satisfying my lustful cravings.
Uma: How come I never noticed?
Me: I wondered the same. But my deeds only grew more sinful. Once I even masturbated looking at you and tried to shoot my load on your covered back. I had directed my tool straight against your rump. But the pressure during the final release made me flicker. And, I came on your head, leaving cum sticking onto your thick black hair.
Uma: What? Did you just make that up? Are you really serious?!
Me: Yes, Mom. Please forgive me. I am sorry, but I had to tell you this!
Uma: Hahaha. Oh, my son. Calm down, will you?! Just Relax, Ravi!!! You know your mom well enough now. I really don’t mind. Okay? And… Do you think I have been any less wicked!
Me: Mom?
Uma: Do you have any idea how many times I frantically rubbed my pussy with carrot? Standing just outside the door to your bathroom when you were in the shower?
Me: Fuck…
Uma: All the early morning visits I made to your room. All the times I came to wake you up. They were all only to have the view of your very obvious morning wood. I have relished your hard-on every day, Ravi!!!. I have once even slid my hand under your blanket and went all the way up to your thighs, almost touching your bare balls.
Me: Fuck! Mom! I cannot believe that really happened. Honestly, I just did not feel your touch on my body, and I do not know how I would have reacted if I sensed it. But, what surprises me, even more is the reality that we already had so many intimate moments.
Uma: And we had all of them at home! We have been having these for a long time now!
Me: Exactly.
Uma: But was that the only time?! I mean, was it only at home that we had these encounters?!
Me: What are you trying to say, Mom?
Uma: Don’t you think we should talk about what happened in Delhi?
Me: Yes. I guess so.
Uma: We have to, Baby. We should!
Me: I know, Mom. But, before that, there is something I really want to know, and right now too.
Uma: What is it?
Me: Since we are going all the way, it does not really matter anymore. But. Did you seriously think we would actually have sex?! Did you believe it would be possible for a mother and son to engage themselves in the most carnal activity?
Uma: Maybe this will sound a little too cringy. But I did! I always thought so.
Me: Yeah?
Uma: Yes, Ravi. I have firmly felt it was possible. And now, I have reasons to conclude I was right.
Me: Haha!
Uma: What about you, Ravi?? Did you think this would all turn true someday?
Me: Well. Mom. I was never really sure about it. I thoroughly enjoyed the effect it had on me. Yet I always assumed this was a forbidden fantasy. I liked the taboo-filled pleasures associated with the idea. However, I was not fully convinced there was a genuine chance. But, there was also this one instance, during a train journey, last year, that really got me thinking.
Uma: Train journey? Last year?! We did not go on a train journey last year, Ravi.
Me: No, Mom. This does not have you in the scene. It was an intriguing experience I had that made me think.
Uma: What was it? Tell me.
Me: I don’t know how I should put it in words. I am still not sure it really took place. It was early in the morning that this incident happened. I was very sleepy, and I could also never really confirm the event. But, now, since you and I exist, I feel even they exist. Hehehe.
Uma: Ravi!!! Haha. What?! What are you even trying to say? What happened to you?!
Me: They were very sexually charged, it is what I felt!
Uma: What?! Who are you talking about? Why the lack of clarity! And why are you taking so much time to type? Just tell me what happened! You don’t have to think twice before telling me things, Ravi!!!
Me: I know, Mom. I am sorry, I just got distracted.
Uma: You are sexting your mother, and you still get distracted?!
Me: I was just playing the visuals in my mind.
Uma: Ravi. Is this something. I mean. Did you do something that you should not have? Did you cause someone hurt?
Me: No, Mom. That is not what I am trying to say. I am just trying to describe the scenario in the best possible way. Sometimes it’s just not easy to type what you have in your mind.
Uma: Haha. Lol! Stop struggling to be a master of erotica. I already know what my son is capable of. Just tell me what happened, in simple words!
Me: Haha. Fine!
Uma: Begin!
Me: Okay. So, this was just after my lab exams. I was not planning to come home on that very day. Initially – I wanted to hang out with friends.
Uma: Okay.
Me: Also, this was two weeks after I broke up with the first one, but I had already started seeing the second one. I really wanted to spend some time with her, and we were supposed to meet the next day.
Uma: Aaha, I am delighted you are bringing in all your girls. Would love to know what you did with each of them in detail!
Me: Why? Why?! Why!
Uma: Hahaha! To make sure I give you more than those young bitches could!
Me: Mom, please! Not that again!
Uma: Haha! Tell me what happened on the train.
Uma: Haha! Tell me what happened on the train.
Me: Yeah. But, Tiya had to be at her father’s ancestral house, and so the plan was canceled. I was upset and did not want to stay in the hostel, feeling dejected. It was a last-minute decision, but I just got myself in the very next available train back home. It was a Special Train traveling through Goa – I had never taken it before. I did not even know when I would reach home but just boarded it anyway.
Uma: This is so boring, Ravi. Why do you have to spoil the mood? You do realize I have been turned on since we started texting. Why are you wasting time explaining all these unwanted stuff?
Me: I have been thinking about this for a long time. I just feel a little messed up, Mom! I do not even know if this is interesting anymore.
Uma: Please! I am certainly enjoying this, baby. Just take a deep breath, and tell me what happened.
Me: So. I am very sure I heard the guy in the adjacent compartment address the lady with him as his mother. I did hear him call her Mom clearly when I was taking a stroll. But, on my way back, I am almost convinced I saw him fondling her tits, with a lot of passion. She still lay on her berth but was wide awake, and she was finding pleasure in it!
Uma: What?! Haha! Impossible!
Me: I know! I mean, I just don’t know if this really was the case. I couldn’t believe it either. I also wasn’t fully sure if they were a couple, or really a mother-son pair. The two looked very compatible. He was mauling her tankers! I saw them indulge!
Uma: Baby!!! That must not have happened!
Me: I think it did, Mom.
Uma: Maybe, you just felt it! You already told me you were very sleepy and tired. Nobody would do something so sleazy in the open. However empty space is. Definitely not a mother and son!
Me: Hhmm… Maybe you are right. Maybe it’s just because I always had it at the back of my mind but always remained doubtful. I now feel confident about it since you and I have confessed our feelings for each other.
Uma: That has to be the reason, Baby.
Me: But, do you think there are many other mothers and sons out there who are in the same venereal territory as we are in?
Uma: Hahaha! Ohh, Ravi!!! What happened to you? Have you just lost the plot? Are you a little too excited about stuffing your Mummy, that your sanity is extinct? Lol!
Me: Just tell me, Mom. I want to know.
Uma: I don’t know, Ravi.
Me: You say you don’t know, only when there is something that you want to tell me!
Uma: Well. I wasn’t thinking about it. But, when I find you so obsessed, I am forced to wonder. I am, however, a little startled that they did it in public, regardless of the fact they are really mother and son.
Me: You wouldn’t do something like that with me outside our house?!
Uma: Ravi. I want to. You know that! I want to be taken by you in ways no woman has ever been fucked. But, I am not sure about being adventurous in public.
Me: Are you worried about what people will think?
Uma: To an extent – Yes! But, we wouldn’t be here if we cared about what people would think!
Me: Still, are you bothered about what people will think if we get caught?!
Uma: There will be things said, Ravi. There will be comments passed even if we just sit together. You can imagine the scenario if we are caught sharing intimacy.
Me: There is nothing they can do to us, Mom. They may not like it, but it is just a matter of us ignoring them. Let them express their hatred. Everything will be fine. I can protect you!
Uma: I know that, my baby. That is why I am so sure about you.
Me: Why are you worried about what people dislike, then?
Uma: Well. I won’t mind if they genuinely disliked all public displays of affection. I may even respect them.
Me: What you are you trying to say, Mom?!
Uma: Haha!
Me: Why does this all of a sudden look like zero sexting and a little too much preaching on social norms?
Uma: Hahaha! No. No! You started it!
Me: Hehe. But what were you trying to say? Were you referring to any of your unpleasant experiences? Maybe some of the lewd gestures you were subjected to, or verbal abuses?!
Uma: I wasn’t pointing to anything in particular. But, I did have this horrible ordeal when I once went to the flower market alone. A group of men, most probably in their late forties, flashed their Lunds at me, with one among them even asking me to suck him off, right there!
Me: What?! This really happened? I am so sorry, Mom.
Uma: It is okay. I was shaken, but it hasn’t broken me. What is, however, funny is that they turned out to be members of a group formed to ensure the safety of women in the city. And they had also assaulted a young girl who was being walked to her house by her boyfriend, just the day before.
Uma: You get it, don’t you?! The thing is they may fake values, but they fake disgust even more. They are using these situations to their advantage, to fulfill their deep unhealthy cravings. These are just a bunch of goons who love exploiting the female sex, caught in vulnerable situations. That is the shameful morality of these losers.
Me: How big were their cocks, Mom?! I guess not as huge as you would have liked them!
Uma: What?! You dirty creep! Did you just ask that to your mother? Theirs not upto your mark, but all black.
Me: Haha! Mom! Unfortunately, you had to go through the humiliation, but they just fell for your thick ass, Mom. They just cannot be blamed. Hahaha! However, everything you said is right on the money!
Uma: Haha! I don’t know where this is going. I think you have lost it! But, yeah. See, I don’t mind if they sincerely hate something. I just don’t want random men to call me a whore, and declare my son a mother fucker, because we got touchy in public. Especially when the fellow is a punk, in reality, who has already jerked off watching us exchange love.
Me: Lol! Hahaha. Mom. I did not know there was an active feminist in you. Particularly after our very ‘normal’ conversation. Hehehe!
Uma: I may be a submissive mature for my son, but there is feminist hiding in me. I decide who fucks me, and I had the guts to choose you! Haha! See. It’s just that I don’t want a bad episode in public with you, baby. I only need the pure satisfaction the fuck of your warm young lund will give me.
Me: The random men watching may not complain if you give them enough! I mean, if you do the needful! like sucking and fucking with them.
Uma: Haha! Oh, baby! That is a possibility! Lol. Well, it did cross my mind multiple times, over the last few months, that I should be an exhibitionist tease and teach your Dad a lesson.
Revealing myself to some random men and get fucked with them.
But, since I have you now, I don’t think anybody else deserves my enticing assets. I don’t think I need to give them a chance, yet. Haha! I think I should stick to being a naughty horny bitch indoors, for the time being, keeping myself for your throbbing dick
Me: That is great news. For your son! Lucky kid! Hehehe.
Uma: I just want to enjoy the moments with you to the fullest, not having to worry about being judged!
Me: Haha. I get that, Mom. But, the two I saw on the train – the suspected mother and son definitely did not mind any of it.
Uma: This is so. Baby! You seem to be hooked onto them. By choosing to glorify them, you have caused your unsatisfied Mummy to dry up! Lol.
Me: They got me very curious, Mom. Hehe!
Uma: I think I get that, My Dear Son. Haha!
Me: They actually unboarded the train a few stops before mine. I just could not let go of it. I was so eager, I checked their names on the Reservation Chart, almost grabbing the same from the TTE.
Uma: Baby. Haha! Is there more to this?! Why do I get the feeling that the indirect set of questions and answers are actually reflecting your hesitation! You can tell me whatever you want, Ravi.
Me: Neema and Arun – that was what their names were.
Uma: Okay, enough! I don’t understand what you are trying to prove, but maybe I should just play along! So, listen. I feel Arun is a very steamy name. I don’t mind moaning his name while he goes down on me. Same Neema screams your name out loud while you got her pussy deep ! Haha! Happy, now?
Me: Mom. You are impossible! Hahaha!
Uma: Mothers always like sons. If you are not getting jelouse, you can swap me for your other milfs. you are getting my slutness out Baby, my pussy getting wet and my juice flowing on the floor.
Uma: Isn’t that what you wanted to hear? You did think about a foursome, didn’t you?!
Me: No! Haha!
Uma: Why not?! How about one on the train itself?! They still have private cabins, don’t they?! Haha!
Me: Lol!
Uma: Okay. Wait. I don’t know why I feel so amused about this. Did you check their age in the chart?
Me: Mom! I know you mean none of this. But, for your information, I did look into their age, and it did indicate the woman was old enough to be his mother! But, you never know. Haha!
Uma: Never know?! Why are you unsure, now?
Me: Could be her son’s best friend, too. Haha!
Uma: What all fantasies does my son have!
Me: I wish to call them soothing thoughts, Mom. Hehe.
Uma: I just hope that you have saved the best to live out with your mother.
Me: If you were given a chance to be with one of my friends. Who would it be?!
Uma: Haha! Shut up! That is not what I meant, you bloody mother fucker!
Me: I know. Still!
Uma: What is going on here?! I guess your mind has already been re-programmed to start considering me as your sluty partner, forever! That is why the sudden waywardness and lack of urgency! Haha!
Me: Haha! Then. We might as well have some kinky fun. Give me a name, Mom! I won’t mind one bit.
Uma: You are getting nothing!
Me: I know you always wanted my friends. You need to tell me who makes you wet the most! I won’t stop until you give me a name!
Uma: I think you have gone mad! Hahaha! Fine. Ron, maybe! His looks makes me wet in my panty. He stares me like fucking my titts infront of your friends and you. I really turn horny by his looks. If you dont mind I will ride him along with you.
Me: What?! Hahaha. Oh shit! Did you seriously mean it?
Uma: Whoa. No way! I thought it will make you happy.
Me: But, why him?
Uma: He is the only friend of yours, I know.
Me: That is just not true.
Uma: It is. I remember only him.
Me: Haha. But, still. Ron?! Out of all, people!
Uma: What? Is there something about him that I should be aware of?
Me: Oh, No! Nothing I can tell you, Mom!
Uma: Hahaha. Come on.
Me: Just No!
Uma: In that case, I will squeeze the truth out of you when I milk cum out of your lund! or else I will ride Ron and milk him to tell me the truth. Did you ever seen his lund size by chance
Me: Whooaaa! Someone likes to widen her legs for son's best friend. If you like him, I will arrange his dick for your pussy. But promise me you have to let me watch, how your pussy is getting rammed by my friend
Uma: Hahaha!
Me: I really cannot wait any longer to be used by my own mother! I really wish you are careless enough to groan your secret lover’s name when you ride me! And tell me how he sucked your slut desire out from your pussy.
Uma: Haha! Why is that I feel I am witnessing a side of you I never thought existed? Of course, I cannot claim to be surprised. Lol! Definitely not after what we have been doing since the last night. But, why the thought of another man?
Me: You don’t seem to be having a problem with your son’s twisted thinking.
Uma: Hahaha! I was concerned when you mentioned the mother and son you met on the train. Your texts were a bit distorted. But I am very grateful to them now. They helped me discover something very interesting about you and us. Haha! However, still, what about them is actually giving you the vibes? PDA is common in India, whatever the consequences!
Me: Exactly! And, that is what I am also not sure about. I do not even know how they are really related. But, they were certainly the strangest couple I had come across until then.
Uma: You know what it is. You are just not comfortable telling me that.
Me: Nothing like that, Mom.
Uma: Is it something as silly as a role-play, Ravi? I mean. You doubt they are playing Mom and Son, and you want us to try all that – maybe have sex with me imagining it is your friend fucking me. Are you trying to tell me you are into such things? I am just a little confused. Or, is it something like you are scared if you will hurt me – With a comparison?! You don’t have to worry telling me what you want, Ravi. Your Mom will be more than happy to be the lass you need her to be. You own me!
Me: Mom. I am sorry. But, I think it was the affection they shared, throughout the time I had my eyes on them that is haunting me! It was just unreal, Mom – Absolututely stimulating in every sense. The way he massaged her shoulders, the way he had his hand on her hips as they got ready to get out of the train.
Me: Even the way he talked to her, the way he cared for her. They were a perfectly hot couple, yet there was also so much love. They really made me wish I had you for myself. I wished you were mine and mine alone.
Uma: Oh, Baby. I just did not realize what you were trying to convey. I was getting it all wrong. I did have the feeling, but the revelation of your fantasies made me overlook the same.
Me: I am sorry, Mom. I was not able to tell you what I intended to let you know. I did not want to make you feel bad. I really enjoyed the sensual talk we have been having, and I want it every day. I already know we are going to have a great time together. But I want more than just that. I want to be the man who makes you cum, I want to be the person you like to open your pussy for me. I like to be the person you really want to take my lund and fill it in your 3 heavenly gates. but I also want to be the reason for the smile on your face!
Uma: I love you, Baby!
Me: I love you more, Mom. I just want to do with you everything I have imagined Arun do to Neema , I really like to fuck you imagining Neema in my mind. In return you call Arun name like his bitch and fuck me like anything
Uma: In that case, we should not stop with just a repeat of their acts. We should beat them. Haha! We should set new benchmarks for other mothers and sons to follow! I think that is what you really want too. But, try looking into the possibility of not sharing me, for real! Lol!
Me: Hahaha! Mom!
Uma: You are one small baby, Ravi. You are still Mummy’s little boy. Just that you have a lund too big!
Me: Hahaha. Do you think Neema and Arun were on their way back from Goa?! After a special holiday?! A honeymoon, maybe?!
Uma: What!
Me: Oh, Mom. We should plan a trip to the most romantic of places!
Uma: Hahaha. Definitely. I don’t think I can say no to you anymore.
Me: Oh, Yes! I am done talking about them, but I just wish I knew their story. I would do it even better with you!
Uma: Maybe her husband could never give her what she always desired. Maybe her husband cheated on her. Maybe her son is her husband. Maybe her son is to her what you are to me!
Me: What am I to you, Mom?!
Uma: Everything! More than what your Dad has ever been! More than everything this world has to offer!
Me: I love you so much, Mom.
Uma: You are the best, my Baby!
Me: Now, after everything we have discussed, including Dad’s disgraceful act, and the complete realization of the attraction we have for each other, maybe this is just how Arun and Neema also started their journey.
Uma: We may never know their truth, Baby. But, what I do know is that there is nothing greater for a mother than to be satisfied in the rawest form by her own son! I just wish you were already back inside me and stretching my dripping holes!
Me: You will regret you ever wished that! Haha!
Uma: Whatever you do, make sure you first make your Dad regret ditching his wife! Fuck me so hard in my mouth, my pussy , my ass wherever your lund like to explore inside me , let your dad never be able to fill me! I just don’t want to feel his tiny puny inside me ever again!
Me: I promise you it will be a rampage.
Uma: I need you to cum inside me! I want to walk in front of your Dad, with your cum leaking out of my pussy and lips.
Me: I will, Mom.
Uma: Inside both my holes!
Me: For sure!
Uma: Baby! Why do you sound so low? Where is the excitement?
Me: I am thrilled, Mom!
Uma: Come on. What is it now?! You want to talk more about them – Your ideal mother-son duo? Haha!
Me: Hehe. No, I am finished. For the time being! Haha. I am actually so glad we are sharing all these details. It feels wonderful to be able to talk to you without any barriers.
Uma: I feel equally blessed, Baby. I feel I have everything I can ever want. But is there anything you want to discuss? I think so!
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Me: Mom, I know this is not something I should ask you this very moment. But, were you really upset Dad was cheating on you?
Uma: What?! Is that even a question! I was, Ravi. You have no idea! It really destroyed me.
Me: Yeah? You really were hurt?!
Uma: Yes, my son. I did share a great bond with your Dad. And, so. I was hurt! But, only until the day.
Me: Until the day? What? Don’t stop there.
Uma: Haha. Only until the day I realized I had that special liking for you!
Me: When did it all start, Mom? The nation wants to know! Haha! I want to know!
Uma: Hahaha! It was on your 18th birthday. When everybody started telling me that you have grown into a big handsome guy. It had never crossed my mind until then that my son was turning into an adult. It bothered me that you were not the child I considered you to be, but I was also greatly amused!
Me: Whoa! I really did not see that coming.
Uma: Hahaha! You know very little about the lust I have for you!
Me: Haha. But however, the timeline is confusing, Mom. Everything was fine between you and Dad at the time of my 18th birthday.
Uma: Haha. Yeah!
Me: Then, how?
Uma: Just be clear that I had been waiting for the right time. And I cannot tell you how happy I am that now is the right time. The right time I had been waiting for is finally here.
Me: I cannot agree more, Mom. I am equally delighted, I have you. But I really want to know.
Uma: Okay! Hehe. So. After you turned into a man, I started having these feelings, Baby. I wasn’t upset anymore when your Dad would stay away from home for weeks together. I started enjoying my time alone, thinking of you.
Me: Really?
Uma: Yes, Ravi. Then slowly, even when your dad was with me, it was you. It was a surprise the first time I saw your face flash in my head, as your Dad drilled my pussy, but after that, every time I spread my legs for him, I imagined submitting myself to you – my own son.
Me: Oh, fuck!
Uma: Once he strayed, it was only you. I knew you were the one, Ravi. I knew things would finally get to this. It still remained a fantasy for long, but after Delhi, it just peaked. I knew I was going to succumb to my lust. I knew I was going to surrender to you.
Me: I love you, Mom! Thank you for being so honest.
Uma: I love you too, Ravi. I want to be yours forever!
Me: I wish the same, Mom. And, I want you to know that when you were spending time thinking about your fully developed son, on the night of his 18th birthday, he was also lost in similar thoughts – about his hot, irresistible mother!
Uma: Are you serious, Ravi? No way! You are saying this to make me feel less vulnerable!
Me: This is the truth, Mom! I was thinking about you that whole night. It was only you that I had in my mind as I touched myself. I feel we are destined to do this, Mom. We are meant to be together. To crush the walls barring forbidden pleasures and all taboo!
Uma: What were you doing after your birthday celebration? I want to know. The exact details!
Me: Are you asking me to help you please yourself? Haha!
Uma: Shut the fuck up, you dirty mother fucker! Just tell me everything about it!
Me: Hahaha! I think I just know what you are doing. I can almost guess you have at least 3 of your fingers stuffed inside your cunt!
Uma: Yes, mother fucker ! I am playing with the toy. Fuck you....
Me: With pleasure! Lol! I wish I, too, could stroke myself to ecstasy whenever and wherever I wished.
Uma: You are one big pig! Stop being a prude. Tell me the details! Let mummy squirt!
Me: Haha. Okay. So, after I heard almost everybody in attendance, for my very simple cake-cutting ceremony, tell you that you hardly look old enough to be my mom, I started thinking the same.
Uma: And?! Tell me, fast!
Me: It was just a few minutes later that my highly respected second cousin – Vimal, hehe, gifted me a porn video!
Uma: What? Vimal?! He gifted you an adult video? I thought he only knew how to handle a camera. And I did not even remember he was there for the function.
Me: I was surprised to see him, but he was present. I think he drove the car in which Dad’s mother came.
Uma: Just quickly tell me the important details, my dear son. You know your mother badly needs it.
Me: Haha! So. I play it on my laptop and see my all-time favorite – Mona Lisa Walsh, for the very first time.
Uma: Oh, that bitch! I hate her for being loved by my son.
Me: Hahaha. Well. I never knew she existed until that day. Just minutes into the film, a young lad playing the character of her son, is told by his friends that his mom looked too young and too hot.
Uma: Just continue.
Me: I was, however, still only thinking about you. My mind was filled with images of you! And very soon, I started seeing you in the pornstar, featured in the video. I had already felt you were too young. Now, I had been made to think you were extremely hot too.
Uma: Haha! Ravi! Damn! Please be notified that I have already cum. I was playing with my clit since forever. Just needed a push. Hehe. Thank you again! But don’t stop! I want to know everything that followed at your side. Would be of help later!
Me: Haha! I am sure I am going to have so much fun with you! You are such sex starved MILF!
Uma: I am honored! Lol! What happened next?
Me: And, before I knew it, I pulled my hard cock out of my pants, and within seconds I had stroked myself to an orgasm, with my thick seeds being jetted right onto the photo stuck on the wall behind the computer table. The photo that had you posing with the very same computer, you won in the lucky draw.
Uma: Oh, fuck, Ravi. I had that photo in my hands even today. Shit! Hahaha!
Me: That has a lot of my cum on it.
Uma: I am leaking non-stop! Again!
Me: Hahaha. That night, I wanted to stop. But I would just keep ejaculating. And, by the time I was done, your face, in that photo, was drenched with my cum. Looked like my cum bucket...
Uma: I want you to do it again, baby. But, not on my face in the photo this time. I want you to do it for real. I will suck you so well, I will make you cum all over me, Ravi. Degrade me to the level of a shameless Cum-Bucket! I am begging you. I will lick your balls clean every day!
I will be your slut whore. Even i will suck and fuck your friends if you want. I will be your whore for ever. I like to keep you happy and get fucked my pussy with your monster dick.
Me: You make me so hard, my bitch.yessss, I like to see you pounding hard by some random man in front of me. I may just explode. I don’t think I even need to touch my lund.
Uma: Hahaha. I want to see your exploding lund while you are watching me playing with other lund. I want to watch your eyes glow when you picture your mummy as the pro. And, I will stroke your monster cock, the whole time!
Me: That is easily my biggest dream, Mom. And, I will fuck you too, right there! I will make sure you moan a hundred times louder than her!
Uma: I will love that!
Me: I have been watching that video since my 18th birthday, My Randy. I really feel it is you in there. Every time I have the urge to bang you, I control my lust watching the same. Even yesterday, at home, before I left for the Railway Station, I was keeping myself tamed by playing it.
Me: I have it on my mobile, too, now. It was the same video I watched that day you came out of your room, all of a sudden – the day you almost caught me. And. No points for guessing it was Vimal, who helped me compress the file to suit my phone’s specifications.
Me: He was surprised I still watch it, when I asked him a favor, and even offered me his 10TB worth of stash. But, I still wanted only this one special video.
Uma: Mmm, Randy!!! , I like word when you call me. your randy likes your degrading, I will be your randi for ever.
I, at least, now know why Vimal wants to get married so fast. Haha! I hope he does not break Namita into two, with his greater knowledge of sex! Haha. And, also, there is a correction – I did catch you that day. I just did not make you realize I caught you!
Me: Hehehe. True that!
Uma: Take me back to your 18th birthday! I want to know how my son turned. I am so lucky to be hearing this from you!
Me: Yes. And, the whole night, I kept replaying the erotic movie. I lost all track of time. I was in a sensual zone of my own, cumming countless times until you knocked on my door the next morning.
Uma: That was the last time I knocked before entering your room.
Me: I know. I did notice the change. Just that, I never realized why! I did not bother either.
Uma: Now, you know. And, now, I know why you had the blanket wrapped over your body, even as you sat on the chair!
Me: I was fully naked, otherwise.
Uma: I would have never guessed.
Me: I was stunned when you came in. I could not even act fast and turn the computer off! I was just glad I had my headphones on.
Uma: I did not have any idea what you were doing. I knew the monitor was on. I could see the light flashing out, but I just did not look into the screen. All I did was kiss you on your forehead and leave!
Me: I clearly remember. I was filled with guilt for letting you down, despite the trust you had in me. But it hardly mattered. Because after imagining you in the hardcore sex film for hours, I saw you walk towards me. I was certain I would stop lusting for you only after I plow all of your holes.
Uma: And, when I kissed you?
Me: I had my eyes fixed onto the inviting cleavage the deep cut of your satin nighty was gifting me. I was just hoping I could rub my face on your rack! I wanted to pull you closer to me, push you on to my bed, and fuck you right there!
Uma: And, that would have helped you stop craving for me?
Me: All this time, I thought one real encounter with you will close the chapter. But, now, I don’t think I ever can put an end to being hungry for you!
Uma: You wish you had made a move, before?
Me: You have no idea how I control myself, every time I see you
Uma: I would not have resisted, My darling! You always had me! You should have filled me that very morning! Every day since has been spent hoping to be on the bed with you!
Me: If only I knew, Mom!
Uma: If only I could tell you!
Me: I would have never had to watch porn again! Haha!
Uma: Hahaha! I would have been your pornstar!
Me: There were even times when I spent the whole morning laying on the bed, completely undressed, and hoping you will walk into my room. I was ready to expose myself to you. I so badly wanted my mother to see what her son was hiding.
Uma: There were so many days I waited outside your bedroom, with the very intention of storming inside when you have very little covering you. I still remember an afternoon I had my ears fixed onto the door to the room, and even heard your zipper go down. I should have just come in.
Me: You should have. Maybe the only reason I pulled my zip down was to get my meat out and fap to you.
Uma: I should have let you fap looking straight into my eyes.
Me: You were still the woman I came for.
Uma: I wish I had given your young mind more alluring moments.
Me: You always did, Mom. Plus, Mona Lisa helped! Haha!
Uma: Maybe ‘my sister from another father’ is not so bad, after all! Hahaha!
Me: Lol! Every day after my birthday, each time you told me you were going to have a bath, I would play a part in the video that showed Mona Lisa in the shower, wet and naked. I would visualize you undressing, and there were even days I would challenge myself to guess the color of your bra and panties.
Me: Every time you said you were going to one of our neighbor’s house, I would play the part where Mona Lisa is fucked by not just her neighbor’s husband, but also her sons, at the same time! I would imagine you getting screwed, as I watched!
Uma: What about the occasions I told you I met one of your friends?!
Me: I thought you said you remember only Ron!
Uma: That is the truth. But, what would you have done if I said I happened to bump into a few of your mates. You must have definitely played a part in the video where your darling MILF is gangbanged by boys half her age!
Me: Hahaha! Well. You will get to know what I think about my friends pounding you, very soon.
Uma: Oh, gosh. Are you serious? Hahaha!
Me: Hahaha!
Uma: Your boys like me?
Me: Well. You can keep guessing. But I won’t tell you that right away! Too many requests to keep this between just you and me!
Uma: Haha. You are a sadist! A big-dicked sadist!
Me: Haha. For now, let me assure you that you have been my Cum Queen ever since the day I turned into a man, Mom!
Uma: But, you needed porn to make you love me!
Me: I have watched that porn video infinite times. But, all of it was only for the satisfaction of picturing you in it. And deep inside my mind, a part of me strongly enjoyed believing that you have been taken for real by those men!
Uma: You really saw me in there?! You could really picture me in there?
Me: Yes, Mom. I don’t know how or what it is about her. But, I cannot help feeling you both are the same.
Uma: Haha. So, that means I am your MILF?
Me: Without a doubt!
Uma: Say it, then!
Me: I already said that.
Uma: Ravi! Say it the way I want you to!
Me: Hahaha! Oh, Mom! Okay. My Mom is my MILF!
Uma: Oh my!
Me: Not that, please!
Uma: Haha. Well. All I can say is. Vimal is a very helpful kid at times!
Me: Haha! Lol! We owe him, but don’t you worry. I won’t make you suck him off!
Uma: Hahaha! I thought I could. Lol!
Me: It needs to be better than that. Maybe a foursome once he is married? I have heard Namita is one hell of an item! Haha! Or, how about I let you pose for him naked? You might just end up trumping Mona Lisa Walsh. Hahaha!
Uma: Haha. Ravi. You are so much fun! And. Listen. I am so happy you are competely opening up to me. I am delighted to talk to you. Just be sure that you can tell me anything and everything!
Me: Oh, yes. I feel great, Mom. I know I can tell you my dirtiest secrets! Sharing all these details with you is actually so enticing. ‘Sexting My Randi’ already feels better than all the orgasms I have had my whole life combined!
To Be Continued.
Uma: What?! Is that even a question! I was, Ravi. You have no idea! It really destroyed me.
Me: Yeah? You really were hurt?!
Uma: Yes, my son. I did share a great bond with your Dad. And, so. I was hurt! But, only until the day.
Me: Until the day? What? Don’t stop there.
Uma: Haha. Only until the day I realized I had that special liking for you!
Me: When did it all start, Mom? The nation wants to know! Haha! I want to know!
Uma: Hahaha! It was on your 18th birthday. When everybody started telling me that you have grown into a big handsome guy. It had never crossed my mind until then that my son was turning into an adult. It bothered me that you were not the child I considered you to be, but I was also greatly amused!
Me: Whoa! I really did not see that coming.
Uma: Hahaha! You know very little about the lust I have for you!
Me: Haha. But however, the timeline is confusing, Mom. Everything was fine between you and Dad at the time of my 18th birthday.
Uma: Haha. Yeah!
Me: Then, how?
Uma: Just be clear that I had been waiting for the right time. And I cannot tell you how happy I am that now is the right time. The right time I had been waiting for is finally here.
Me: I cannot agree more, Mom. I am equally delighted, I have you. But I really want to know.
Uma: Okay! Hehe. So. After you turned into a man, I started having these feelings, Baby. I wasn’t upset anymore when your Dad would stay away from home for weeks together. I started enjoying my time alone, thinking of you.
Me: Really?
Uma: Yes, Ravi. Then slowly, even when your dad was with me, it was you. It was a surprise the first time I saw your face flash in my head, as your Dad drilled my pussy, but after that, every time I spread my legs for him, I imagined submitting myself to you – my own son.
Me: Oh, fuck!
Uma: Once he strayed, it was only you. I knew you were the one, Ravi. I knew things would finally get to this. It still remained a fantasy for long, but after Delhi, it just peaked. I knew I was going to succumb to my lust. I knew I was going to surrender to you.
Me: I love you, Mom! Thank you for being so honest.
Uma: I love you too, Ravi. I want to be yours forever!
Me: I wish the same, Mom. And, I want you to know that when you were spending time thinking about your fully developed son, on the night of his 18th birthday, he was also lost in similar thoughts – about his hot, irresistible mother!
Uma: Are you serious, Ravi? No way! You are saying this to make me feel less vulnerable!
Me: This is the truth, Mom! I was thinking about you that whole night. It was only you that I had in my mind as I touched myself. I feel we are destined to do this, Mom. We are meant to be together. To crush the walls barring forbidden pleasures and all taboo!
Uma: What were you doing after your birthday celebration? I want to know. The exact details!
Me: Are you asking me to help you please yourself? Haha!
Uma: Shut the fuck up, you dirty mother fucker! Just tell me everything about it!
Me: Hahaha! I think I just know what you are doing. I can almost guess you have at least 3 of your fingers stuffed inside your cunt!
Uma: Yes, mother fucker ! I am playing with the toy. Fuck you....
Me: With pleasure! Lol! I wish I, too, could stroke myself to ecstasy whenever and wherever I wished.
Uma: You are one big pig! Stop being a prude. Tell me the details! Let mummy squirt!
Me: Haha. Okay. So, after I heard almost everybody in attendance, for my very simple cake-cutting ceremony, tell you that you hardly look old enough to be my mom, I started thinking the same.
Uma: And?! Tell me, fast!
Me: It was just a few minutes later that my highly respected second cousin – Vimal, hehe, gifted me a porn video!
Uma: What? Vimal?! He gifted you an adult video? I thought he only knew how to handle a camera. And I did not even remember he was there for the function.
Me: I was surprised to see him, but he was present. I think he drove the car in which Dad’s mother came.
Uma: Just quickly tell me the important details, my dear son. You know your mother badly needs it.
Me: Haha! So. I play it on my laptop and see my all-time favorite – Mona Lisa Walsh, for the very first time.
Uma: Oh, that bitch! I hate her for being loved by my son.
Me: Hahaha. Well. I never knew she existed until that day. Just minutes into the film, a young lad playing the character of her son, is told by his friends that his mom looked too young and too hot.
Uma: Just continue.
Me: I was, however, still only thinking about you. My mind was filled with images of you! And very soon, I started seeing you in the pornstar, featured in the video. I had already felt you were too young. Now, I had been made to think you were extremely hot too.
Uma: Haha! Ravi! Damn! Please be notified that I have already cum. I was playing with my clit since forever. Just needed a push. Hehe. Thank you again! But don’t stop! I want to know everything that followed at your side. Would be of help later!
Me: Haha! I am sure I am going to have so much fun with you! You are such sex starved MILF!
Uma: I am honored! Lol! What happened next?
Me: And, before I knew it, I pulled my hard cock out of my pants, and within seconds I had stroked myself to an orgasm, with my thick seeds being jetted right onto the photo stuck on the wall behind the computer table. The photo that had you posing with the very same computer, you won in the lucky draw.
Uma: Oh, fuck, Ravi. I had that photo in my hands even today. Shit! Hahaha!
Me: That has a lot of my cum on it.
Uma: I am leaking non-stop! Again!
Me: Hahaha. That night, I wanted to stop. But I would just keep ejaculating. And, by the time I was done, your face, in that photo, was drenched with my cum. Looked like my cum bucket...
Uma: I want you to do it again, baby. But, not on my face in the photo this time. I want you to do it for real. I will suck you so well, I will make you cum all over me, Ravi. Degrade me to the level of a shameless Cum-Bucket! I am begging you. I will lick your balls clean every day!
I will be your slut whore. Even i will suck and fuck your friends if you want. I will be your whore for ever. I like to keep you happy and get fucked my pussy with your monster dick.
Me: You make me so hard, my bitch.yessss, I like to see you pounding hard by some random man in front of me. I may just explode. I don’t think I even need to touch my lund.
Uma: Hahaha. I want to see your exploding lund while you are watching me playing with other lund. I want to watch your eyes glow when you picture your mummy as the pro. And, I will stroke your monster cock, the whole time!
Me: That is easily my biggest dream, Mom. And, I will fuck you too, right there! I will make sure you moan a hundred times louder than her!
Uma: I will love that!
Me: I have been watching that video since my 18th birthday, My Randy. I really feel it is you in there. Every time I have the urge to bang you, I control my lust watching the same. Even yesterday, at home, before I left for the Railway Station, I was keeping myself tamed by playing it.
Me: I have it on my mobile, too, now. It was the same video I watched that day you came out of your room, all of a sudden – the day you almost caught me. And. No points for guessing it was Vimal, who helped me compress the file to suit my phone’s specifications.
Me: He was surprised I still watch it, when I asked him a favor, and even offered me his 10TB worth of stash. But, I still wanted only this one special video.
Uma: Mmm, Randy!!! , I like word when you call me. your randy likes your degrading, I will be your randi for ever.
I, at least, now know why Vimal wants to get married so fast. Haha! I hope he does not break Namita into two, with his greater knowledge of sex! Haha. And, also, there is a correction – I did catch you that day. I just did not make you realize I caught you!
Me: Hehehe. True that!
Uma: Take me back to your 18th birthday! I want to know how my son turned. I am so lucky to be hearing this from you!
Me: Yes. And, the whole night, I kept replaying the erotic movie. I lost all track of time. I was in a sensual zone of my own, cumming countless times until you knocked on my door the next morning.
Uma: That was the last time I knocked before entering your room.
Me: I know. I did notice the change. Just that, I never realized why! I did not bother either.
Uma: Now, you know. And, now, I know why you had the blanket wrapped over your body, even as you sat on the chair!
Me: I was fully naked, otherwise.
Uma: I would have never guessed.
Me: I was stunned when you came in. I could not even act fast and turn the computer off! I was just glad I had my headphones on.
Uma: I did not have any idea what you were doing. I knew the monitor was on. I could see the light flashing out, but I just did not look into the screen. All I did was kiss you on your forehead and leave!
Me: I clearly remember. I was filled with guilt for letting you down, despite the trust you had in me. But it hardly mattered. Because after imagining you in the hardcore sex film for hours, I saw you walk towards me. I was certain I would stop lusting for you only after I plow all of your holes.
Uma: And, when I kissed you?
Me: I had my eyes fixed onto the inviting cleavage the deep cut of your satin nighty was gifting me. I was just hoping I could rub my face on your rack! I wanted to pull you closer to me, push you on to my bed, and fuck you right there!
Uma: And, that would have helped you stop craving for me?
Me: All this time, I thought one real encounter with you will close the chapter. But, now, I don’t think I ever can put an end to being hungry for you!
Uma: You wish you had made a move, before?
Me: You have no idea how I control myself, every time I see you
Uma: I would not have resisted, My darling! You always had me! You should have filled me that very morning! Every day since has been spent hoping to be on the bed with you!
Me: If only I knew, Mom!
Uma: If only I could tell you!
Me: I would have never had to watch porn again! Haha!
Uma: Hahaha! I would have been your pornstar!
Me: There were even times when I spent the whole morning laying on the bed, completely undressed, and hoping you will walk into my room. I was ready to expose myself to you. I so badly wanted my mother to see what her son was hiding.
Uma: There were so many days I waited outside your bedroom, with the very intention of storming inside when you have very little covering you. I still remember an afternoon I had my ears fixed onto the door to the room, and even heard your zipper go down. I should have just come in.
Me: You should have. Maybe the only reason I pulled my zip down was to get my meat out and fap to you.
Uma: I should have let you fap looking straight into my eyes.
Me: You were still the woman I came for.
Uma: I wish I had given your young mind more alluring moments.
Me: You always did, Mom. Plus, Mona Lisa helped! Haha!
Uma: Maybe ‘my sister from another father’ is not so bad, after all! Hahaha!
Me: Lol! Every day after my birthday, each time you told me you were going to have a bath, I would play a part in the video that showed Mona Lisa in the shower, wet and naked. I would visualize you undressing, and there were even days I would challenge myself to guess the color of your bra and panties.
Me: Every time you said you were going to one of our neighbor’s house, I would play the part where Mona Lisa is fucked by not just her neighbor’s husband, but also her sons, at the same time! I would imagine you getting screwed, as I watched!
Uma: What about the occasions I told you I met one of your friends?!
Me: I thought you said you remember only Ron!
Uma: That is the truth. But, what would you have done if I said I happened to bump into a few of your mates. You must have definitely played a part in the video where your darling MILF is gangbanged by boys half her age!
Me: Hahaha! Well. You will get to know what I think about my friends pounding you, very soon.
Uma: Oh, gosh. Are you serious? Hahaha!
Me: Hahaha!
Uma: Your boys like me?
Me: Well. You can keep guessing. But I won’t tell you that right away! Too many requests to keep this between just you and me!
Uma: Haha. You are a sadist! A big-dicked sadist!
Me: Haha. For now, let me assure you that you have been my Cum Queen ever since the day I turned into a man, Mom!
Uma: But, you needed porn to make you love me!
Me: I have watched that porn video infinite times. But, all of it was only for the satisfaction of picturing you in it. And deep inside my mind, a part of me strongly enjoyed believing that you have been taken for real by those men!
Uma: You really saw me in there?! You could really picture me in there?
Me: Yes, Mom. I don’t know how or what it is about her. But, I cannot help feeling you both are the same.
Uma: Haha. So, that means I am your MILF?
Me: Without a doubt!
Uma: Say it, then!
Me: I already said that.
Uma: Ravi! Say it the way I want you to!
Me: Hahaha! Oh, Mom! Okay. My Mom is my MILF!
Uma: Oh my!
Me: Not that, please!
Uma: Haha. Well. All I can say is. Vimal is a very helpful kid at times!
Me: Haha! Lol! We owe him, but don’t you worry. I won’t make you suck him off!
Uma: Hahaha! I thought I could. Lol!
Me: It needs to be better than that. Maybe a foursome once he is married? I have heard Namita is one hell of an item! Haha! Or, how about I let you pose for him naked? You might just end up trumping Mona Lisa Walsh. Hahaha!
Uma: Haha. Ravi. You are so much fun! And. Listen. I am so happy you are competely opening up to me. I am delighted to talk to you. Just be sure that you can tell me anything and everything!
Me: Oh, yes. I feel great, Mom. I know I can tell you my dirtiest secrets! Sharing all these details with you is actually so enticing. ‘Sexting My Randi’ already feels better than all the orgasms I have had my whole life combined!
To Be Continued.
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Nicely written bro.....congratsI am Ravi, a 21-year-old student currently pursuing my studies. My mother, Uma, is 40
years old and works as a dedicated teacher. She is a strong and supportive figure in my life, always encouraging me to pursue my goals and dreams. I am grateful for her unwavering love and guidance as I navigate through my academic journey. Last month, we attended a marriage which turned out to be a sweet memory in my life.
I met Meera aunty, one of my mom's closest friends. We arrived three days prior to the wedding. On the first day, I saw Meera aunty come out of the room and she looked stunning. She had draped her saree tightly around her, looking hot and sexy in that chiffon saree. Her full ripe ass disturbed my eyes very much and gave me an instant hard on for my dick.
three of us sat in the dining hall for breakfast. We had breakfast and Meera aunty finished first and went to wash her hands. Mom is still having her breakfast , talking with another friend. I finished mine and went to wash my hands. No one was there except me and Meera aunty. Her lousy back side facing me
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When she washed her hands, her buttocks jiggled like water balloons. I moved closer to her side and when she turned, I intentionally touched her soft buttocks over her saree. She looked at me and I apologized. She didn't seem to mind and went to the hallway.
Meera: Ravi, was that on purpose?
Ravi: Hello Meera Aunty. What was on purpose? I did not get that.
Meera: Stop messing around now. Did you do that purposefully, or was it seriously a mistake?
Ravi: Do what Meera Aunty?
Meera: Ok, now do not make me angry. Did you just grab my ass at the wedding? I am pretty sure I felt your firm grip on my body.
Ravi: What nonsense! I would never do such a thing. Maybe I touched you by mistake.
Meera: Well okay, I guess it was just that then. But I just wanted to tell you, I loved the way you pressed my ass cheek.
Ravi: What? What did you just say?
Meera: Exactly what you read. I loved it when you groped my ass and continued feeling me up in front of all those people.
Ravi: Meera Aunty, I am so sorry. I just lost my control. I did not mean to.
Meera: Now don’t feel bad, Ravi. I don’t hate you for it.
Ravi: Please don’t tell my mother. She would be furious.
Meera: Hahaha, why would I do that? I am a mother, too. I understand the feelings of a boy of your age.
Ravi: It was just from the heat of the moment. I had never had you this close to me before…
Meera: And so?
Ravi: And I never knew you had such a big booty. I just wanted to know how it felt.
Meera: And how did you find it to be?
Ravi: Firm, thick yet soft.
Meera: Just like how you have imagined them to be?
Ravi: Come on Aunty. I have never thought about you like that before.
Meera: Now that is a lie. I have seen you check me out, before too.
Ravi: Well, I am just sorry. But I never wanted to hurt you or touch your private parts.
Meera: So you have learned a lesson? You won’t do it again?
Arnav: No Aunty, trust me, please. I will never do such a thing. Please forgive me
Meera: What if I want you to?
Ravi: What?
Meera: What if I want you to touch my ass again?
Ravi: You cannot be serious!
Meera: I am. I don’t blame you for what happened today. It is normal, and I did dress to get all the attention.
Ravi: You knew all along that your ass was standing out? I mean, you had your pink kurta on top, but your ass still projected out from inside your black tights.
Meera: Yes, I knew that. I had worn no panties because I wanted my ass to be ogled at.
Ravi: I can’t believe you are telling this to me, and we are having this conversation.
Meera: When did you first notice my ass, today?
Ravi: The moment I saw you. I had your side view first when you were talking to my mother. Your ass looked bigger than ever.
Meera: So you have checked out my ass before too.
Ravi: Honestly, yes. I always liked your bubble butt. I have imagined you working out extra hard at the gym for that.
Meera: I have been working out really hard with the squats, for the shape I have now. I just wanted to show it off in its full glory today.
Ravi: I am glad you did that.
Meera: Somebody has started talking.
Ravi: I don’t know, I feel this is just what you want to hear.
Meera: Maybe. So what else had you planned to do today, if I had not left all that soon?
Ravi: Do you really want to know?
Meera: So what are you going to do the next time we meet? I always wish to be spanked on my butt.
Ravi: Well, since you have told, I am going to spank your butt so hard, the redness in your creamy ass cheeks would take a month to go.
Meera sends a picture of her ass in just a red thong.
Meera: What do you have to say about this?
Ravi: Oh fuck! I cannot believe this, I really did not expect this. Did you just take this picture now? Your ass is huge.
Meera: I wanted to send you a picture as soon as I pulled my tights down, after the wedding. But I thought I would keep my naked butt for later. And so put on this red thong for you.
Ravi: That glorious silky red thong isn’t covering much, though.
Meera: You have a problem with that?
Ravi: Not at all. Just that I wish you had something more loving in between your ass cheeks. Something better than a thin lace of thread.
Meera: And what would that be?
Ravi: My tongue, maybe. For now!
Meera: Did you just say you want to lick along my ass crack?
Ravi: I thought I said I wanted to lick your ass hole. And more.
Meera: Raaavvvvviiiii! You know what? Fuck you, hahaha…
Ravi: You know what Meera Aunty, or just Meera? Shut up and suck my dick, bitch!
Meera: I am so fucking wet.
Ravi: Why don’t you just say, you want me in your pussy too?
Meera: Well, if you ever get to licking my ass, isn’t it mandatory you fuck my pussy too?
Ravi: Oh is it? Is that how you been treated all these years?
Meera: Excuse me? Do you think I am some slut?
Ravi: I didn’t say that. But next time we meet, you are my slut even if I don’t call you one.
Meera: Mind your language mister.
Ravi: What else should I be calling you after all these hot texts? You expect me to call you ‘mom’ or ‘mummy’?
Meera: Aaha, so you really think I want you to call me ‘mummy’ after you just grabbed my ass today?
Ravi: I don’t know. If you like me calling you ‘mummy’, I can.
Meera: You would have grabbed me even if I was your real mummy?
Ravi: If that is the kind of ass you had, and if you chose to expose it like you did today, I certainly would have.
Meera: Okay. So have you tried the same with your real mom too? Uma has a sexy ass after all.
Ravi: I have noticed.
Meera: You are worse than I thought.
Ravi: But I like your well-toned ass more. And now I own it too.
Meera: You really think I am going to let you have it, for real?
Ravi: Do you think I would really be waiting for your permission. I am just going to pull down your tights and eat your ass, wherever it is I see you next.
Meera: And what do you expect me to do?
Ravi: Just bent down, and push your ass out as much as you can
Meera: So we are seriously on, Ravi? This is forbidden and really risky.
Ravi: You should have thought about that earlier. Now all I want to tell you is that you will never miss your husband again.
Meera: And this stays between us, right? Nobody will ever know.
Ravi: As long as you make sure I wake up to your nudes.
Meera: You are going to get tons of them.
Ravi: I have never seen anything of your boobs ever. Not even your cleavage.
Meera: You won’t have to complain about it for long. Next time we meet, I am going to pull my top off for you.
Ravi sends a text of his hard cock
Ravi: He says he loves you
Meera: You are huge. Now I really wish you had it in between my ass.
Ravi: Soon, baby. Kisses on your pussy lips for now.
Meera: Love you, honey. Tell your meaty cocky I am going to blow him nice. Let me just find a way to get to spend time with you.
CONTINUE.............
