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Introduction.
Hi, everyone, starting this new story, its mix of fantasy, incest, adultery, fiction and ...... . I hope u like this one too. The name of the character is Rahul. This is not just mother son, but over all story full of different concepts and relationships!
Rahul had just completed his graduation. From a middle class family, born and brought up in a very orthodox, and protective family. He was always excited about sex. He was addicted to porns, but somehow never had a courage to have a gf. He was very shy person. As he finished college and came back to stay with his parents, he decided to prepare for his entrance examinations or higher studies. His father was an impatient man. How it happens in all typical middle class families, his father would most of the time curse him for being at home all the time. Unfortunately that was the reality. His father was a professor in a reputed university, and they had a nice quiet descent house. His father had rised up after working too hard. His grandfather had two wives, and his father was a self made men. His name was Sanjeev. His mother Manju was a house wife, but ambitious. She loved cosmetics, spend time in Kitties and spend money more than they earned. Though Sanjeev was a very simple man, but his wife or Rahul's mother was completely different then him.
Manju, was to change completely whenever someone from her family was to come, she was to become religious, more family oriented, but as soon as her husbands side was to come, she was to get upset. Manju was a cunning women, very rude at times. She was very upset with her husband, as her husband was the least romantic man she had ever met. Manju had slowly develop affection for younger men. Her kitty group had few high profile ladies, and she would spend lots of money with them. Most of them time pass to gossip and spend money of their husbands. Manju always trying to build her status - felt a need to show them she was not less then them. Sanjeev her husband had virtually given up on her and both husband and wife now hardly had any conversations. This is known as mid life crisis- but in our society still this term is not well known!
Rahul was a cricketer too, in his free time he was to play with a local club, he was to get paid little bit for playing cricket and he was happy with it. But as he was growing up, his desire to have sex was also increasing. He was getting more and more addicted to adult websites, sometimes masturbate even 2 or 3 times. His imagination was getting wilder day by day. Looking at his personality, no one could really make it out that he was a fuckin - virgin though. Rahul had gone on his father his father was above average in height, and his mother Manju was completely opposite, might be 5'2 in height. Manju generally wore Sarees, tied them like a normal house wife. As Sanjeev's circle was very narrow minded she was to wear simple dresses in front of them, but when she was with her friends it was different. Manju always wanted to look sexy! She was now 42 but her passion for showing her dresses and all was still there, she was to send it on reels also. Though for a mother her son was important and she loved him, but some how Manju never wanted to have a kid. She always felt Rahul had destroyed her beauty. She had gained lots of weight in her thighs, and also stretch marks on her stomach. She wanted to end the pregnancy but her husband did not allow it. Though she loved her son, but her irritation for him was visible. That is why Rahul was always closed to his father. He hardly spoke with his mother, very rarely.
Rahul had just finished his cricket practice, and he came home on his bike. He was sweating and all over dirt, and unlocked the keys. It was around 10sh in the morning, and he generally had breakfast locally with his team members, but today he came back home earlier. There was strange silence at home as television was off, generally his mother would be glued to smart tv. They had a 3 bedroom hall, flat at top floor. The living room as descent, and then two rooms were adjacent, plus his room was smaller room, but opposite to bedroom of his parents. His parents had masterbedroom with in built toilet, plus there was a another common toilet. He generally was to use this toilet for taking shower. Earlier their grandfather was to stay with them, but his mother constant nagging had made him shift to his younger brother. Rahul placed his kit and shoes neatly, as Manju was fascinated by dirt. He took out his socks, and then went to his room, to remove his clothes, and wrapped himself in his towel, and slowly walked in towards the bathroom. He heard tap running, which was not unusual as many times when tank would over flow there would be tap running in. He opened the door in order to off the tap, and as soon as he opened he was in for a surprise... his mother was taking shower naked. Perhaps she was shaving her private hairs, and seeing her son, she imediately screamed
"Rahul!" and she covered her boobs with her hands and her razor dropped down. She stood stunned.
Rahul just shut the door. The door had a problem of lock. Its locking arrangement was broken for sometime. Rahul came out feeling little embarrassed, and then just went back to his room, apolizing to his mother 1000 times...
This was first time Rahul saw her mother completely naked! As he reached his room, the whole scene came back again as a flash back in front of his eyes. And to his surprise his dick was hard!! This was first time he masturbated thikning about his mother...
Manju though did not say anything to him, she knew her son was now 20 and he was an adult. But she definitely felt embarrassed, and the lock was fixed on the same day only. But not Rahul's infatuation. He started to now peep on his mother secretely. His desire and fantasy kept on growing. He would stick on to his mothers' bra and panties many times But despite all that he never had a courage to approach her.
Few months had passed after this incident, and Rahu's eyes were now full of lust for his mother! He could miss an opportunuty to peep on her. This was in a way start of life as a fucking dude....
Rahul many times would come back home, earlier than expected, slightly moved in, and try and peep into his mothers room. One day he was too close to touch her stomach but then somehow stopped himself. One day Manju was sleeping and wearing a nighty, her nighty had gone little up till her thighs, and he silently took some pictures of her. But as Manju felt someone's presense she stood up, but to find no one. Women have 6th Sense they say!
But as she moved out, and saw Rahul sleeping in his room. This was not first time, even while taking shower she felt as if someone was peeping at her, but once she was out there was no one at home.
Rahul was going to give some competitive examination centre was in Delhi. His father was on his tour. Manju wished her son good luck.
"all the best beta!" and she hugged him, but Rahul felt different as her mother hugged him, but he smiled back at her, "thank you mom" His father was already out of city. Rahul boarded the bus still licking from the very touch of his mother. The journey was almost 5-6 hours, and he called his friend on whose house he was suppose to stay, worried that he had not come to pick him up.
"are behen ke lode, where are u I am waiting for u at the bus stop!" said Rahul,
His friend replied " oh shit, did not u got to know the news?" he said,
"what news Laude!" Rahul replied,
"abey rascal- exam is postpone due to paper leake. New dates are yet to come!, anyways u wait I will come to pick u up" his friend came, and Rahul looked at his mobile to find the message, finally he saw the news. Exam was postponed till further notice, he wasted 6 hours! He spent sometime with his friends, his mother was home. His friends mother worked in a bank, his father had passed away when he was a kid. His friend mother had found this job post her husband death and risen to ranks with her hard work and dedication. She knew Rahul. Her name was Anju. Anju and Rahu;'s mother was class mate, and good friends. Anju was part of their kitty group too, but now she was posted here. Her son Mohit. Mohit and Rahul were child hood friends though. Anju was far more classic and well maintained then Manju though. She was independent, sexy, hot and modern too. Wearing high heels, sleeveless blouse, and branded clothes. She was to smoke and drink openly too. Rahul seeing Anju could not but fantasize about his mother drinking and smoking like a fuckin slut!
Anyways though Anju and Mohit insisted on Rahul to stay back, but he decided to go back.
"Aunty I will come back na for exam. Also mom is alone at home, dad has gone for an educational tour. So I thought may be I will surprise her. If I catch the bus now by 10-11 I will be home.:" he said his eyes definitely trying to lust Anju. Anju could see lust in his eyes, and she smiled and said flirtingly " hmmm okay I will wait for u darling!" These words for once made Rahul change is plan!
Generally Manju would not bother about Rahuls' whereabouts, but today she had called him may be 2-3 times, "have u reached, u okay etc etc " Rahul had not told her that he be sharing with Anju and Mohit.. It was just a coincidence!
Rahul boarded the bus, and left back for his home town. He was now lusting not one but two women!!
Due traffic and all, Rahul reached pretty late. It was alredy 12 mid night. He was exhausted. Finally after some struggle he found a auto. He was hungry, tired and exhausted. As he reached home, he could hear street dogs barking. His house was inside the unversity campus, and most of the people would sleep by now. Hardly any lights were on. Even his mother and father were early sleeper. He knew the door would be double lock. But for these situations, he was to use his room window to enter the house, which he had been using for long time. His room window were removable, and he had kept it sometimes to go out at night as his father was very strict! He quietly entered his room. Placed the window back, and then quietly kept his bag. He did not want to disturb his mother. He wanted to pee badly, so he walked slowly to the living room. There were one bottle of wine empty, few beers and two glasses lying on the table. Television was off. He could see a bra and panty lying on the sofa. The dim light was on. He looked at it, it was his mothers. This was first time he had seen alcohol at his house he saw few cigarettes lying. He was taken aback. He slowly walked towards the guest room, it was closed, he then slowly walked towards the bedroom of his parents, and he heard his mother moaning, drunk.
"fuck me hard much harder much faster!" fuck me!"
Rahu;'s leg were shaking. He was in a shock. He felt a strange numbness. The door was locked, he could only hear his mother moaning like a fucking slut.... Rahul was in for a shock!!
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Hi, everyone, starting this new story, its mix of fantasy, incest, adultery, fiction and ...... . I hope u like this one too. The name of the character is Rahul. This is not just mother son, but over all story full of different concepts and relationships!
Rahul had just completed his graduation. From a middle class family, born and brought up in a very orthodox, and protective family. He was always excited about sex. He was addicted to porns, but somehow never had a courage to have a gf. He was very shy person. As he finished college and came back to stay with his parents, he decided to prepare for his entrance examinations or higher studies. His father was an impatient man. How it happens in all typical middle class families, his father would most of the time curse him for being at home all the time. Unfortunately that was the reality. His father was a professor in a reputed university, and they had a nice quiet descent house. His father had rised up after working too hard. His grandfather had two wives, and his father was a self made men. His name was Sanjeev. His mother Manju was a house wife, but ambitious. She loved cosmetics, spend time in Kitties and spend money more than they earned. Though Sanjeev was a very simple man, but his wife or Rahul's mother was completely different then him.
Manju, was to change completely whenever someone from her family was to come, she was to become religious, more family oriented, but as soon as her husbands side was to come, she was to get upset. Manju was a cunning women, very rude at times. She was very upset with her husband, as her husband was the least romantic man she had ever met. Manju had slowly develop affection for younger men. Her kitty group had few high profile ladies, and she would spend lots of money with them. Most of them time pass to gossip and spend money of their husbands. Manju always trying to build her status - felt a need to show them she was not less then them. Sanjeev her husband had virtually given up on her and both husband and wife now hardly had any conversations. This is known as mid life crisis- but in our society still this term is not well known!
Rahul was a cricketer too, in his free time he was to play with a local club, he was to get paid little bit for playing cricket and he was happy with it. But as he was growing up, his desire to have sex was also increasing. He was getting more and more addicted to adult websites, sometimes masturbate even 2 or 3 times. His imagination was getting wilder day by day. Looking at his personality, no one could really make it out that he was a fuckin - virgin though. Rahul had gone on his father his father was above average in height, and his mother Manju was completely opposite, might be 5'2 in height. Manju generally wore Sarees, tied them like a normal house wife. As Sanjeev's circle was very narrow minded she was to wear simple dresses in front of them, but when she was with her friends it was different. Manju always wanted to look sexy! She was now 42 but her passion for showing her dresses and all was still there, she was to send it on reels also. Though for a mother her son was important and she loved him, but some how Manju never wanted to have a kid. She always felt Rahul had destroyed her beauty. She had gained lots of weight in her thighs, and also stretch marks on her stomach. She wanted to end the pregnancy but her husband did not allow it. Though she loved her son, but her irritation for him was visible. That is why Rahul was always closed to his father. He hardly spoke with his mother, very rarely.
Rahul had just finished his cricket practice, and he came home on his bike. He was sweating and all over dirt, and unlocked the keys. It was around 10sh in the morning, and he generally had breakfast locally with his team members, but today he came back home earlier. There was strange silence at home as television was off, generally his mother would be glued to smart tv. They had a 3 bedroom hall, flat at top floor. The living room as descent, and then two rooms were adjacent, plus his room was smaller room, but opposite to bedroom of his parents. His parents had masterbedroom with in built toilet, plus there was a another common toilet. He generally was to use this toilet for taking shower. Earlier their grandfather was to stay with them, but his mother constant nagging had made him shift to his younger brother. Rahul placed his kit and shoes neatly, as Manju was fascinated by dirt. He took out his socks, and then went to his room, to remove his clothes, and wrapped himself in his towel, and slowly walked in towards the bathroom. He heard tap running, which was not unusual as many times when tank would over flow there would be tap running in. He opened the door in order to off the tap, and as soon as he opened he was in for a surprise... his mother was taking shower naked. Perhaps she was shaving her private hairs, and seeing her son, she imediately screamed
"Rahul!" and she covered her boobs with her hands and her razor dropped down. She stood stunned.
Rahul just shut the door. The door had a problem of lock. Its locking arrangement was broken for sometime. Rahul came out feeling little embarrassed, and then just went back to his room, apolizing to his mother 1000 times...
This was first time Rahul saw her mother completely naked! As he reached his room, the whole scene came back again as a flash back in front of his eyes. And to his surprise his dick was hard!! This was first time he masturbated thikning about his mother...
Manju though did not say anything to him, she knew her son was now 20 and he was an adult. But she definitely felt embarrassed, and the lock was fixed on the same day only. But not Rahul's infatuation. He started to now peep on his mother secretely. His desire and fantasy kept on growing. He would stick on to his mothers' bra and panties many times But despite all that he never had a courage to approach her.
Few months had passed after this incident, and Rahu's eyes were now full of lust for his mother! He could miss an opportunuty to peep on her. This was in a way start of life as a fucking dude....
Rahul many times would come back home, earlier than expected, slightly moved in, and try and peep into his mothers room. One day he was too close to touch her stomach but then somehow stopped himself. One day Manju was sleeping and wearing a nighty, her nighty had gone little up till her thighs, and he silently took some pictures of her. But as Manju felt someone's presense she stood up, but to find no one. Women have 6th Sense they say!
But as she moved out, and saw Rahul sleeping in his room. This was not first time, even while taking shower she felt as if someone was peeping at her, but once she was out there was no one at home.
Rahul was going to give some competitive examination centre was in Delhi. His father was on his tour. Manju wished her son good luck.
"all the best beta!" and she hugged him, but Rahul felt different as her mother hugged him, but he smiled back at her, "thank you mom" His father was already out of city. Rahul boarded the bus still licking from the very touch of his mother. The journey was almost 5-6 hours, and he called his friend on whose house he was suppose to stay, worried that he had not come to pick him up.
"are behen ke lode, where are u I am waiting for u at the bus stop!" said Rahul,
His friend replied " oh shit, did not u got to know the news?" he said,
"what news Laude!" Rahul replied,
"abey rascal- exam is postpone due to paper leake. New dates are yet to come!, anyways u wait I will come to pick u up" his friend came, and Rahul looked at his mobile to find the message, finally he saw the news. Exam was postponed till further notice, he wasted 6 hours! He spent sometime with his friends, his mother was home. His friends mother worked in a bank, his father had passed away when he was a kid. His friend mother had found this job post her husband death and risen to ranks with her hard work and dedication. She knew Rahul. Her name was Anju. Anju and Rahu;'s mother was class mate, and good friends. Anju was part of their kitty group too, but now she was posted here. Her son Mohit. Mohit and Rahul were child hood friends though. Anju was far more classic and well maintained then Manju though. She was independent, sexy, hot and modern too. Wearing high heels, sleeveless blouse, and branded clothes. She was to smoke and drink openly too. Rahul seeing Anju could not but fantasize about his mother drinking and smoking like a fuckin slut!
Anyways though Anju and Mohit insisted on Rahul to stay back, but he decided to go back.
"Aunty I will come back na for exam. Also mom is alone at home, dad has gone for an educational tour. So I thought may be I will surprise her. If I catch the bus now by 10-11 I will be home.:" he said his eyes definitely trying to lust Anju. Anju could see lust in his eyes, and she smiled and said flirtingly " hmmm okay I will wait for u darling!" These words for once made Rahul change is plan!
Generally Manju would not bother about Rahuls' whereabouts, but today she had called him may be 2-3 times, "have u reached, u okay etc etc " Rahul had not told her that he be sharing with Anju and Mohit.. It was just a coincidence!
Rahul boarded the bus, and left back for his home town. He was now lusting not one but two women!!
Due traffic and all, Rahul reached pretty late. It was alredy 12 mid night. He was exhausted. Finally after some struggle he found a auto. He was hungry, tired and exhausted. As he reached home, he could hear street dogs barking. His house was inside the unversity campus, and most of the people would sleep by now. Hardly any lights were on. Even his mother and father were early sleeper. He knew the door would be double lock. But for these situations, he was to use his room window to enter the house, which he had been using for long time. His room window were removable, and he had kept it sometimes to go out at night as his father was very strict! He quietly entered his room. Placed the window back, and then quietly kept his bag. He did not want to disturb his mother. He wanted to pee badly, so he walked slowly to the living room. There were one bottle of wine empty, few beers and two glasses lying on the table. Television was off. He could see a bra and panty lying on the sofa. The dim light was on. He looked at it, it was his mothers. This was first time he had seen alcohol at his house he saw few cigarettes lying. He was taken aback. He slowly walked towards the guest room, it was closed, he then slowly walked towards the bedroom of his parents, and he heard his mother moaning, drunk.
"fuck me hard much harder much faster!" fuck me!"
Rahu;'s leg were shaking. He was in a shock. He felt a strange numbness. The door was locked, he could only hear his mother moaning like a fucking slut.... Rahul was in for a shock!!
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