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Chapter 7 : The Confrontation 1..
Manju's legs were neatly waxed. As she slept drunk, she was not even aware of who is coming and out. Her room was filled with smoke, and bottle of one local whiskey brand was lying down. She was wearing a silver colour ankle chain called payal in Hindi. She wore a toe rings. Though she was wearing a gown -which generally Indian women wear at home call- maxie. But it was of satin, and was purple colour. She was lying at her stomach, and her gown had come up till her thighs. It seemed that she had not wore any bra.
As Sonu entered her bedroom his eyes went around. He had never seen his mother drunk and smoking. She was sleeping. His anger evaporated as soon as his eyes went to his mother. But then his eyes went towards her mothers sexy legs
He could not but admired his mother. At her age many ladies do get chubbier or stop taking care of themselves.
But Manju had taken care of herself perfectly. His eyes could not but admire the beautiful legs of his mother. Though he had fucked her, but still he was quietly admiring her beauty. The other day he had fucked her as a prostitute, but today he was just observing and admiring her as a lover. He did not even realise when his dick had risen.
"Mother fucker" he thought to himself. "This is not good, even if she is a prostitute she is still my mother" he thought. There was this internal fight which was going on between him and his desires. He had forgotten the purpose and reason for his visit. After contemplating for few more minutes he slowly started to massage the feet of his mother. He had forgotten in that moment that she was his mother. His eyes were brimming with lust and he could not resist himself for anylonger.
He slowly started to lift her gown, and he could see the pink color with flowers on it her mothers' panty. It was not as fancy as he was expecting though. He also saw few hairs growing up on her mothers ass crack. Manju had made no reaction. He slowly, pulled out the panty of his mother, and it had reached till her ankle, that Manju woke up "Behen ch..., who is there " she abused, and then tried to open her eyes to look at who was there, and then she got shocked " Sonu!", she said rubbing her eyes, and trying to bring her gown back, and pulled her panties back.
"What.. what the fuck are you doing?" she wanted to say something else, but her words were not in her control.
"Nothing, I was just trying to check your body" Sonu said, rudely. Which Manju did not like.
"what the hell, dont' you how to talk to your mother?" she said, " whatever I do or did was just so that I can give you a wonderful life. Your father is an alcoholic dog. You don't judge me just because of one incident. Do you think I have fun fucking around with different men. I did everything just for you", she said as tears started to flow from her eyes. She looked at her son, she was barely able to open her eyes. She started to sob.
But emotions of his mother were not making any difference to him. Specially when he was arouse.
"Don't give me this fucking excuse mom," he said aggressively, and then said closing his fist " You are a fucking slut mom, you are a raandi. " and he then dropped his fist with full force on a table.
"Don't fucking blame me. Whatever you did, you did for yourself. You are a fucking cheap slut mpm" he said.
They argued for few more minutes, and then Sonu looked at her, "tell me your rate mom, I will pay to fuck you, I hate you ", and he left the room smashing the door.
Manju crying, lit up another cigarette and as if throwing her tension in air, she sat as if meditating for her own life. The very son, she had sacrificed was hating her. She went into her own thoughts as if contemplating. Her memories went back to the time where she had a choice, and how she caught into the web. Her husband who was not ambitious, simple and miser was not enough to fulfil her desires. Sonu's father wanted a simple life. But Manju was ambitious. Her ambitions had lead her to the situation where it was difficult for her to come out of this web. She in her wildest dreams had not thought that her own son would look at her down, and fuck her.
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She smoked another cigarette, and she had received a call from her pimp,
"Behen Ki...L, why the hell you are not picking my call" he said, his anger was apparent. Manju had not gone to work for last two days which was unlike her. She was a famous prostitute .
" I am not in mood , yaar my health is not okay" she said.
"Don't do nakhra, he is an important client. I will come to your place and push you out. " he said, and "clean the jungle" he said.
Manju was used to his threats. The customer was one of the local politician and it was not easy to say no to him. Manju even had an affair with him. This guy now was not in a position to do anything, but he was to love watching. But he paid well, at her age generally they dont get such a high price. He was also the one who had helped her financially when she was in need of money. But in return he was to make her experiment.
"Yaar honestly, my mood is not there, why don't you send Kajal and all" she literally pleaded, but the pimp was not ready for any compromise. She had to go. She wiped off her tears, and rushed to washroom, then cleaned her hairs which were grown. She quietly looked at her self in the mirror and she literally hated herself.
"I am a bitch!" she said, then grabbed couple of dis-prin to help her with her hangover and gargle with the mouth wash, many times. Then she quietly smiled.
"why I am sad, I made this choice. God has given me such a sexy body. Why should not I use it. I love sex, and if I get paid for it why the fuck I should feel guilty" She smiled. It seems as if there was this inner transformation inside her. She was very close to open her own spa also.
Then she wore her reddish see through panties, purposefully not wearing any inner wear below it, she walked towards room of Sonu.
Sonu was still furious, and was on his mobile.
"Can I come in?" Manju said in a very seductive tone....
Sonu's mouth came in his hands when his eyes went towards his hot mother!!
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Manju's legs were neatly waxed. As she slept drunk, she was not even aware of who is coming and out. Her room was filled with smoke, and bottle of one local whiskey brand was lying down. She was wearing a silver colour ankle chain called payal in Hindi. She wore a toe rings. Though she was wearing a gown -which generally Indian women wear at home call- maxie. But it was of satin, and was purple colour. She was lying at her stomach, and her gown had come up till her thighs. It seemed that she had not wore any bra.
As Sonu entered her bedroom his eyes went around. He had never seen his mother drunk and smoking. She was sleeping. His anger evaporated as soon as his eyes went to his mother. But then his eyes went towards her mothers sexy legs
He could not but admired his mother. At her age many ladies do get chubbier or stop taking care of themselves.
But Manju had taken care of herself perfectly. His eyes could not but admire the beautiful legs of his mother. Though he had fucked her, but still he was quietly admiring her beauty. The other day he had fucked her as a prostitute, but today he was just observing and admiring her as a lover. He did not even realise when his dick had risen.
"Mother fucker" he thought to himself. "This is not good, even if she is a prostitute she is still my mother" he thought. There was this internal fight which was going on between him and his desires. He had forgotten the purpose and reason for his visit. After contemplating for few more minutes he slowly started to massage the feet of his mother. He had forgotten in that moment that she was his mother. His eyes were brimming with lust and he could not resist himself for anylonger.
He slowly started to lift her gown, and he could see the pink color with flowers on it her mothers' panty. It was not as fancy as he was expecting though. He also saw few hairs growing up on her mothers ass crack. Manju had made no reaction. He slowly, pulled out the panty of his mother, and it had reached till her ankle, that Manju woke up "Behen ch..., who is there " she abused, and then tried to open her eyes to look at who was there, and then she got shocked " Sonu!", she said rubbing her eyes, and trying to bring her gown back, and pulled her panties back.
"What.. what the fuck are you doing?" she wanted to say something else, but her words were not in her control.
"Nothing, I was just trying to check your body" Sonu said, rudely. Which Manju did not like.
"what the hell, dont' you how to talk to your mother?" she said, " whatever I do or did was just so that I can give you a wonderful life. Your father is an alcoholic dog. You don't judge me just because of one incident. Do you think I have fun fucking around with different men. I did everything just for you", she said as tears started to flow from her eyes. She looked at her son, she was barely able to open her eyes. She started to sob.
But emotions of his mother were not making any difference to him. Specially when he was arouse.
"Don't give me this fucking excuse mom," he said aggressively, and then said closing his fist " You are a fucking slut mom, you are a raandi. " and he then dropped his fist with full force on a table.
"Don't fucking blame me. Whatever you did, you did for yourself. You are a fucking cheap slut mpm" he said.
They argued for few more minutes, and then Sonu looked at her, "tell me your rate mom, I will pay to fuck you, I hate you ", and he left the room smashing the door.
Manju crying, lit up another cigarette and as if throwing her tension in air, she sat as if meditating for her own life. The very son, she had sacrificed was hating her. She went into her own thoughts as if contemplating. Her memories went back to the time where she had a choice, and how she caught into the web. Her husband who was not ambitious, simple and miser was not enough to fulfil her desires. Sonu's father wanted a simple life. But Manju was ambitious. Her ambitions had lead her to the situation where it was difficult for her to come out of this web. She in her wildest dreams had not thought that her own son would look at her down, and fuck her.
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She smoked another cigarette, and she had received a call from her pimp,
"Behen Ki...L, why the hell you are not picking my call" he said, his anger was apparent. Manju had not gone to work for last two days which was unlike her. She was a famous prostitute .
" I am not in mood , yaar my health is not okay" she said.
"Don't do nakhra, he is an important client. I will come to your place and push you out. " he said, and "clean the jungle" he said.
Manju was used to his threats. The customer was one of the local politician and it was not easy to say no to him. Manju even had an affair with him. This guy now was not in a position to do anything, but he was to love watching. But he paid well, at her age generally they dont get such a high price. He was also the one who had helped her financially when she was in need of money. But in return he was to make her experiment.
"Yaar honestly, my mood is not there, why don't you send Kajal and all" she literally pleaded, but the pimp was not ready for any compromise. She had to go. She wiped off her tears, and rushed to washroom, then cleaned her hairs which were grown. She quietly looked at her self in the mirror and she literally hated herself.
"I am a bitch!" she said, then grabbed couple of dis-prin to help her with her hangover and gargle with the mouth wash, many times. Then she quietly smiled.
"why I am sad, I made this choice. God has given me such a sexy body. Why should not I use it. I love sex, and if I get paid for it why the fuck I should feel guilty" She smiled. It seems as if there was this inner transformation inside her. She was very close to open her own spa also.
Then she wore her reddish see through panties, purposefully not wearing any inner wear below it, she walked towards room of Sonu.
Sonu was still furious, and was on his mobile.
"Can I come in?" Manju said in a very seductive tone....
Sonu's mouth came in his hands when his eyes went towards his hot mother!!
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Chapter 7 The Confrontation 2
Manju was wearing a hot see thru nighty. She was not wearing either bra or any panties.
Her breasts were brimming out of her nighty. She was wearing a pencil glass heel. She had a cigarette on her mouth, and smoke kind of seductively coming out from her mouth.
"What happened?" she said seductively, and then slowly dropped her nighty, wearing only the high heels...
"You were right son, I like dicks, I like sex, I like to fuck, is it wrong?" she said as she moved slowly towards her son, and then turned her self, so that her perfectly shaped ass was visible to him clearly.. She had removed all the jewellery including her Mangal sutra from her body. She was holding a glass of scotch in one hand and a cigarette in other. Her naked body was shining even more in the sunlight. Her boobs were like Papaya fruit, big but perfect in shape. Her nipples were just small. Her stomach had not a single iota of fat. Her vagina we perfectly shaved. Her whole body was seducing her son.
But as it happens when you get something, you feel doubtful that why are you getting it so easily....
"Mom! behave yourself, what is happening to you?" Sonu, said stumbling for words. His eyes could not resist the hottest body he had craved in for. For a son his mother is the hottest women in this world!
She smiled, "I am not your mom right now, I am just your slut, fuck me as you want, use me as you want, punish me as you want, and just get over this emotion. " she said without taking a breathe.
Sonu was getting nervous, even when he had fucked his mother first time, there was this hesitancy, but now his mother here naked ready to fuck by him. His dic was hard, but he was tensed.
"Comeon you are my son, I know you have my genes. I like sex so u . Why hesitating. I just want to come out of this hatred from you. Fuck me son, fuck me!" she said, and before Sonu could react, she had already placed her hands on his shorts, and then pasted a kiss on his lipss
Her perfectly round ass, and body could not let him wait for me, and he struggled to react. Finally, he give in! He started to caress her breasts with both his hands, with his mouth on her lips. Slowly he took his hands towards his vulva, vagina, and he felt the wetness.. Her mother was horny... He started to suck her nipples and slowly started to press her breasts...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, my baby" his mother screamed in joy, as he started to take his tongue slowly inside her vagina... she was crying and moaning, her reaction was completely different then the party. After giving him ample time to lick her mother's vagina, she slowly started to suck his dick.
He was now completely naked, hairs on his chest were revealing his machoism. His D was surrounded by hairs, and his eyes was closed as his mother was inserting his D inside her mouth. She started slowly but then increased the intensity...
"Mom! slowly" he said, "I may cum" his excitement was at his peak.... she slowed down just to ensure he doesnot cum... "Nah, I want it inside baby" she said, as she quietly laid down putting her legs in an angle, so that he can insert his D.
"What are you searching at" she said, as her Sonu looked here and there, "Condoms" he replied.
"Fuck with condoms, I am clean come and fuck me, i cannot resist more" she said and Sonu inserted his D inside her vagina... He was so horny that within minutes drop of cum came out from his D meeting inside the vagina of his mother...
"I am cum" he said...
"Fuck!" Manju said, she was horny still, " Do one thing get my purse" .
There was this pink color vibrator inside her purse...
"Now, on it, and touch it here" she said gesturing towards her clitoris.. slowly he started to massage her clitoris with the vibrator... she was moving her legs up and down in excitement, she took some time before she could finally come..
"I need to time to cum", "BC to be a randi this is one problem, but you need to control your emotions" she said kissing her son back.
MOM and SON were entering a new phase of their life, unaware that a DEVIL names Ramesh had already entered their lives!
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Manju was wearing a hot see thru nighty. She was not wearing either bra or any panties.
Her breasts were brimming out of her nighty. She was wearing a pencil glass heel. She had a cigarette on her mouth, and smoke kind of seductively coming out from her mouth.
"What happened?" she said seductively, and then slowly dropped her nighty, wearing only the high heels...
"You were right son, I like dicks, I like sex, I like to fuck, is it wrong?" she said as she moved slowly towards her son, and then turned her self, so that her perfectly shaped ass was visible to him clearly.. She had removed all the jewellery including her Mangal sutra from her body. She was holding a glass of scotch in one hand and a cigarette in other. Her naked body was shining even more in the sunlight. Her boobs were like Papaya fruit, big but perfect in shape. Her nipples were just small. Her stomach had not a single iota of fat. Her vagina we perfectly shaved. Her whole body was seducing her son.
But as it happens when you get something, you feel doubtful that why are you getting it so easily....
"Mom! behave yourself, what is happening to you?" Sonu, said stumbling for words. His eyes could not resist the hottest body he had craved in for. For a son his mother is the hottest women in this world!
She smiled, "I am not your mom right now, I am just your slut, fuck me as you want, use me as you want, punish me as you want, and just get over this emotion. " she said without taking a breathe.
Sonu was getting nervous, even when he had fucked his mother first time, there was this hesitancy, but now his mother here naked ready to fuck by him. His dic was hard, but he was tensed.
"Comeon you are my son, I know you have my genes. I like sex so u . Why hesitating. I just want to come out of this hatred from you. Fuck me son, fuck me!" she said, and before Sonu could react, she had already placed her hands on his shorts, and then pasted a kiss on his lipss
Her perfectly round ass, and body could not let him wait for me, and he struggled to react. Finally, he give in! He started to caress her breasts with both his hands, with his mouth on her lips. Slowly he took his hands towards his vulva, vagina, and he felt the wetness.. Her mother was horny... He started to suck her nipples and slowly started to press her breasts...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, my baby" his mother screamed in joy, as he started to take his tongue slowly inside her vagina... she was crying and moaning, her reaction was completely different then the party. After giving him ample time to lick her mother's vagina, she slowly started to suck his dick.
He was now completely naked, hairs on his chest were revealing his machoism. His D was surrounded by hairs, and his eyes was closed as his mother was inserting his D inside her mouth. She started slowly but then increased the intensity...
"Mom! slowly" he said, "I may cum" his excitement was at his peak.... she slowed down just to ensure he doesnot cum... "Nah, I want it inside baby" she said, as she quietly laid down putting her legs in an angle, so that he can insert his D.
"What are you searching at" she said, as her Sonu looked here and there, "Condoms" he replied.
"Fuck with condoms, I am clean come and fuck me, i cannot resist more" she said and Sonu inserted his D inside her vagina... He was so horny that within minutes drop of cum came out from his D meeting inside the vagina of his mother...
"I am cum" he said...
"Fuck!" Manju said, she was horny still, " Do one thing get my purse" .
There was this pink color vibrator inside her purse...
"Now, on it, and touch it here" she said gesturing towards her clitoris.. slowly he started to massage her clitoris with the vibrator... she was moving her legs up and down in excitement, she took some time before she could finally come..
"I need to time to cum", "BC to be a randi this is one problem, but you need to control your emotions" she said kissing her son back.
MOM and SON were entering a new phase of their life, unaware that a DEVIL names Ramesh had already entered their lives!
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Chapter 8- The Bitch and a Dog 1
Relationship between Manju and Sonu grew every day.
Every day became a festival for Sonu. He fucked his mother at all possible angles. Her mother started to sleep with him. They both started to take showers together, and she started to train her son in a new way. He had come for a day but it was now 2 weeks that he had not gone back to his classes. Manju somehow managed to convince her pimp,
"Give me few days holiday, my son has come " she said.
Abusing her couple of times, he agreed, " 3 weeks means 3 week, if you delay even by one more day, then I will fuck you naked in front of every one"
Manju had taken break from her work, just to be with her son. They shamelessly roamed around naked. He made his mother wear all the hottest dress he had imagine. Manju had shifted to her son's room.
"Oucch, aaah" were constant sound emerging from their rooms.
His father quietly had realized the fact. He had caught his wife fuck his friends, milkmen watchmen, his own boss and who else. She was always more romantic and hotter lady. He had never been able to satisfy her, and he had compromised with this aspect of life. Perhaps he even doubted if Sonu was his son.
"You bitch" he confronted her one day, when Sonu had gone to gym, " You have not even left your own son? What the fuck you both are doing. You are even down then a Raandi" he said controlling his tears.
She smiled and then said " BHONSH D.... , don't teach me lesson. You yourselves are capable of nothing and you are teaching me a lesson, chaal madarcho" she just hit him. The moment Sonu came home, he was sweating.
"Where had you been my Raja beta" Manju looked at him seductively and then looked towards her husband, "Don't you want to show how great fucker you are, fuck me in front of him" she said, as if commanding him.
Sonu hesitant at first, but then her mothers temptation could not stop him for more, he tore the panties of his mother and then snatched her bra with her hands, and started to fuck her right in front of his dad.. His dad closed his eyes in shame.
"Shameless" he could just scream and cry, as he saw his own son fucking his own mother in front of him. Seeing his dad get irritated, Sonu increased the push, which made Manju even scream more in joy," aaah mera beta, aaah my son,,, ah my sweetheart, this is the way, crave my pussy" she moaned, and moaned , and made sexy faces to even tease her husband more.
Sonu was fucking his mother without any condom.. finally he cum inside her vagina throwing the river of sperm inside her pussy... This was the first act of real shamlessness.
"Mom Doodhwala uncle has come, go without panties" Sonu would tease, "Pizza boy- take delivery nude".. and Manju shamelessly would follow all his commands. There was not a single iota of fear or hesitancy in her. She was a prostitute and many times her clothes had been disrobe before. She did everything to win her son back. But she was amazed with the kind of fantasies he had....
But it was already 2 weeks, and Sonu had to go back too. They were kissing each other in the bed, and Sonu had finished another intense love making with her..
" Mom, I dont want to go " he said.
Manju knew it can not go on , and she kissed him back with a smile, "finish your engineering it is a matter of few days" she said holding his D and touching it to her vagina, she said in a seductive voice " I will wait for you son, your D has fulfil my thirst. I am a bad woman from prospective of world, but I crave for the D, which God has made from my body only, but life is not just about sex! " she said, and then took his D deep inside her vagina...
Early morning, Sonu left back for his classes. He had a sense of satisfaction on his face. He had fucked his mother to full satisfaction, and there was not a single iota of doubt in him about that his mother was a seductress. His eyes brim with sense of satisfaction and joy.
Manju on the other hand returned back to her work. She as usual had come to this profession with choice, her friend who was working in a SPA, lured her into joining with her. She started with massage, and then slowly things turned into escort. Initial years she was to go for high society call girls, but now with age demand and prices decreases. She wanted to open her own spa, and she was very close to open it too. Now the profession was more of her requirement then money. She had got used to Dicks, and when doing sex with different people different day made her more crazier. She had crossed all limits in it.
Sonu reached hostel, and the one to welcome him was Ramesh. Sonu had a new found confidence, but still he was apprehensive about his mother's reality being known to public. Ramesh had this smile " You are looking tired bro, hope you used your d to full use " he said and then smile abruptly.
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Relationship between Manju and Sonu grew every day.
Every day became a festival for Sonu. He fucked his mother at all possible angles. Her mother started to sleep with him. They both started to take showers together, and she started to train her son in a new way. He had come for a day but it was now 2 weeks that he had not gone back to his classes. Manju somehow managed to convince her pimp,
"Give me few days holiday, my son has come " she said.
Abusing her couple of times, he agreed, " 3 weeks means 3 week, if you delay even by one more day, then I will fuck you naked in front of every one"
Manju had taken break from her work, just to be with her son. They shamelessly roamed around naked. He made his mother wear all the hottest dress he had imagine. Manju had shifted to her son's room.
"Oucch, aaah" were constant sound emerging from their rooms.
His father quietly had realized the fact. He had caught his wife fuck his friends, milkmen watchmen, his own boss and who else. She was always more romantic and hotter lady. He had never been able to satisfy her, and he had compromised with this aspect of life. Perhaps he even doubted if Sonu was his son.
"You bitch" he confronted her one day, when Sonu had gone to gym, " You have not even left your own son? What the fuck you both are doing. You are even down then a Raandi" he said controlling his tears.
She smiled and then said " BHONSH D.... , don't teach me lesson. You yourselves are capable of nothing and you are teaching me a lesson, chaal madarcho" she just hit him. The moment Sonu came home, he was sweating.
"Where had you been my Raja beta" Manju looked at him seductively and then looked towards her husband, "Don't you want to show how great fucker you are, fuck me in front of him" she said, as if commanding him.
Sonu hesitant at first, but then her mothers temptation could not stop him for more, he tore the panties of his mother and then snatched her bra with her hands, and started to fuck her right in front of his dad.. His dad closed his eyes in shame.
"Shameless" he could just scream and cry, as he saw his own son fucking his own mother in front of him. Seeing his dad get irritated, Sonu increased the push, which made Manju even scream more in joy," aaah mera beta, aaah my son,,, ah my sweetheart, this is the way, crave my pussy" she moaned, and moaned , and made sexy faces to even tease her husband more.
Sonu was fucking his mother without any condom.. finally he cum inside her vagina throwing the river of sperm inside her pussy... This was the first act of real shamlessness.
"Mom Doodhwala uncle has come, go without panties" Sonu would tease, "Pizza boy- take delivery nude".. and Manju shamelessly would follow all his commands. There was not a single iota of fear or hesitancy in her. She was a prostitute and many times her clothes had been disrobe before. She did everything to win her son back. But she was amazed with the kind of fantasies he had....
But it was already 2 weeks, and Sonu had to go back too. They were kissing each other in the bed, and Sonu had finished another intense love making with her..
" Mom, I dont want to go " he said.
Manju knew it can not go on , and she kissed him back with a smile, "finish your engineering it is a matter of few days" she said holding his D and touching it to her vagina, she said in a seductive voice " I will wait for you son, your D has fulfil my thirst. I am a bad woman from prospective of world, but I crave for the D, which God has made from my body only, but life is not just about sex! " she said, and then took his D deep inside her vagina...
Early morning, Sonu left back for his classes. He had a sense of satisfaction on his face. He had fucked his mother to full satisfaction, and there was not a single iota of doubt in him about that his mother was a seductress. His eyes brim with sense of satisfaction and joy.
Manju on the other hand returned back to her work. She as usual had come to this profession with choice, her friend who was working in a SPA, lured her into joining with her. She started with massage, and then slowly things turned into escort. Initial years she was to go for high society call girls, but now with age demand and prices decreases. She wanted to open her own spa, and she was very close to open it too. Now the profession was more of her requirement then money. She had got used to Dicks, and when doing sex with different people different day made her more crazier. She had crossed all limits in it.
Sonu reached hostel, and the one to welcome him was Ramesh. Sonu had a new found confidence, but still he was apprehensive about his mother's reality being known to public. Ramesh had this smile " You are looking tired bro, hope you used your d to full use " he said and then smile abruptly.
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Chapter 8 The Bitch and a dog 2
Sonu , sensed a naughty smile on the face of Ramesh. He wanted to hit him hard, but he ignored him. He did not want to forget the last few days he had spent with his mother. He did not want to erase the memory. He was in his last semester and it was matter of few months that he was back with his slutty, sexy hot mom, his eyes started to blink and cheeks blush. He went to his room ignoring Ramesh.
Rakesh was waiting in the room, and he was happy to see Sonu back.
"BC, you are looking so fresh, did you get a new maal or what?" he said teasing him. His teasing brought in possessiveness inside him, but he ignored.
"No yaar, just spending time with family brings new life inside me" he said, unpacking his stuff. Somehow where there is a thief inside you, you look at everyone with suspicion only.
The day continued in a routine, and Sonu had gotten back to his rhythm. The bond between son and mother grew like anything. Manju also found a friend she had been craving since her younger days. She started to share her experiences with Sonu too
"Yaar dear, yesterday night was so painful, he was an old guy, but wanted to fuck my ass. But the moment he touched my ass, he was done, fudu saala" she would laugh out , chatting with him. Sonu would smile back and then tease her "Mom next time I will hit your ass hole, but I wont cum fast!heheh" and then Manju will reply "Ofcourse -whose son you are!"
Mom and son, had not only broken all the barriers of the society, but were now more closer than even couples. His mother was a full package.
"Mom, lets have shower together !" he said in his app message.
"Hmm, say straight you want me to take shower for you!" and she started to giggle, and then do video call to show him her shower!
Mom son, had now as you say in had gone beyond eternal happiness!
Few weeks had passed, and difference between Ramesh and Sonu continue to grew. Ramesh had been waiting for an opportunity to get back to him. Though he had not shared his secret yet, as he was too cunning mind. Ramesh due to his enjoyment was always struggling for money. He hardly attended classes, and had an addiction to porn and other stuff. Sonu after having affair with his mother had stopped going out. When you get everything at home, why you need to waste your time. Ramesh attendance was going down, and he was struggling to keep up the attendance. His director called him to his office
"I will rusticate you, your updates are very poor" he said looking at him. Everyone in the college knew that Director was a womanizer. There rumours of his affairs with some professors. And for a bastard it was easy to figure out a bastard. Ramesh was a bastard..
"Sorry sir, he said" "But please dont do anything to me and my career ...." he tried to plead for few more minutes. He was left out with a final warning.
As he entered his room, Rakesh and Sonu were joking around something. He felt as if they were making fun of him. At happens when you are in a bad mood we assume that everything is centred around us.
"Come in our Horny Raja" Rakesh taunted him, and then Sonu added "Who has fucked you" they both had teased him like normal friend only. But he got agitated by Sonu's words,
"Madar cho (mother fucker), don't tell me what to do or what not to do", and then before Sonu could react, he screamed " BC whose mother is a raandi and the guy who fucks his own mother tells me that I am an asshole" in rage in anger his words came out.
His words as if brought a lightening, everyone became a stand still. Rakesh looked at Sonu, and Sonu was trembling in nervousness, his honeymoon was over!!!
Sonu , sensed a naughty smile on the face of Ramesh. He wanted to hit him hard, but he ignored him. He did not want to forget the last few days he had spent with his mother. He did not want to erase the memory. He was in his last semester and it was matter of few months that he was back with his slutty, sexy hot mom, his eyes started to blink and cheeks blush. He went to his room ignoring Ramesh.
Rakesh was waiting in the room, and he was happy to see Sonu back.
"BC, you are looking so fresh, did you get a new maal or what?" he said teasing him. His teasing brought in possessiveness inside him, but he ignored.
"No yaar, just spending time with family brings new life inside me" he said, unpacking his stuff. Somehow where there is a thief inside you, you look at everyone with suspicion only.
The day continued in a routine, and Sonu had gotten back to his rhythm. The bond between son and mother grew like anything. Manju also found a friend she had been craving since her younger days. She started to share her experiences with Sonu too
"Yaar dear, yesterday night was so painful, he was an old guy, but wanted to fuck my ass. But the moment he touched my ass, he was done, fudu saala" she would laugh out , chatting with him. Sonu would smile back and then tease her "Mom next time I will hit your ass hole, but I wont cum fast!heheh" and then Manju will reply "Ofcourse -whose son you are!"
Mom and son, had not only broken all the barriers of the society, but were now more closer than even couples. His mother was a full package.
"Mom, lets have shower together !" he said in his app message.
"Hmm, say straight you want me to take shower for you!" and she started to giggle, and then do video call to show him her shower!
Mom son, had now as you say in had gone beyond eternal happiness!
Few weeks had passed, and difference between Ramesh and Sonu continue to grew. Ramesh had been waiting for an opportunity to get back to him. Though he had not shared his secret yet, as he was too cunning mind. Ramesh due to his enjoyment was always struggling for money. He hardly attended classes, and had an addiction to porn and other stuff. Sonu after having affair with his mother had stopped going out. When you get everything at home, why you need to waste your time. Ramesh attendance was going down, and he was struggling to keep up the attendance. His director called him to his office
"I will rusticate you, your updates are very poor" he said looking at him. Everyone in the college knew that Director was a womanizer. There rumours of his affairs with some professors. And for a bastard it was easy to figure out a bastard. Ramesh was a bastard..
"Sorry sir, he said" "But please dont do anything to me and my career ...." he tried to plead for few more minutes. He was left out with a final warning.
As he entered his room, Rakesh and Sonu were joking around something. He felt as if they were making fun of him. At happens when you are in a bad mood we assume that everything is centred around us.
"Come in our Horny Raja" Rakesh taunted him, and then Sonu added "Who has fucked you" they both had teased him like normal friend only. But he got agitated by Sonu's words,
"Madar cho (mother fucker), don't tell me what to do or what not to do", and then before Sonu could react, he screamed " BC whose mother is a raandi and the guy who fucks his own mother tells me that I am an asshole" in rage in anger his words came out.
His words as if brought a lightening, everyone became a stand still. Rakesh looked at Sonu, and Sonu was trembling in nervousness, his honeymoon was over!!!