Beginning With Mom – Part 1

Hi, everyone! My name is Harman Singh. I am from Punjab but currently living In Canada. This is my very first sex story here, so please ignore any mistakes and send me your feedbacks and suggestions to my email at [email protected]

First, about myself, I am an average looking guy with not much of athletic body but a good lean one. The story I am going to narrate happened 3 months back when I visited my home in India for my 1 month. I’ve been living alone abroad since last 2 years and this was the first time I visited home. The lady of this story is none other than my very own mother. Her name is Seema, her figure is 36-32-38. She has big beautiful boobs and a round fat ass.

The story started when I first moved to Canada and as anyone would be I was missing my home and everything and I wanted to go home and be with my family and friends, and I used to talk to my mother all the time how I missed her and want to be back home, she always supported me through all the bad times and motivated me.

I started living here and going outside and I made some local white friends. I started hanging out with them and started loving the place. I made very good friends with one of the guys in special his name was John. He lived with his mother; his father had left them when he was born so he was very caring for his mother. I used to go to his home all the time and had sleepovers there. His mother was a very kind lady and would make food for us and helped us.

Time went by and I became a regular with john and his mom. One day, when I visited John’s home without informing him in advance, I was about to ring his doorbell and I heard some noise, first I thought it must be coming from his basement, but then I realized it was coming from his own house so I got in and thought he must have brought some girl and he was fucking her but when I peeked through his room, I was really stunned to see John fucking his own mother, she was in doggy position and he was giving it to her very hard and she was moaning and making noise. I heard her saying ‘give it to me John, Fuck your own mother hard’ ‘you motherfucker’ fuck me. John replied her by calling her a bitch and a whore and giving hard strokes. I couldn’t believe my eyes and was so shocked.

I never realized this was possible, I ran away from there and got home and locked myself alone and started reflecting on what I saw. I started to feel disgusted but I soon realized I had the hardest cock I ever had my dick was so erect and hard, just thinking about that scene made me so hot. I masturbated imagining those scenes.

Initially, I thought that this was just in their culture, incest is a taboo in our culture and nobody does that, but I searched about this and was amazed to come across this site and realizing so many people fuck their own mother even in India. I read so many stories and it made me harder and masturbate again and again. I met John the next day, he was normal and we talked about stuff.

Over the next few days, I realized that john always used to ask me to show him my family pics and especially the pics with my mom. I started realizing it he always used to ask in the past also. Slowly I started noticing my mother in other ways and felt really disgusting about that.

Gradually I started reading many stories about incest and started masturbating imagining my mother and cummed hard, I felt so weird and disgusting after masturbating. But I started realizing that how sexy she was and what nice pair of boobs she had and that round fat ass. Now, I became wilder and read stories and imagined me and my mom in those stories. It was getting wild.

This continued for over a year until my father called me up and said that you should take a break and come home to visit home and family, I was so happy and glad to hear it.

He asked me when do you have an off and available to come home, I checked my schedule with my college and I realized that my September is off and I informed my dad and told him to reserve my tickets to come to India and home and meet everyone. I was very excited to meet my home, my family and most of all my mom.

I waited a long time and then I finally flew off to India. It was a long flight. I reached new Delhi I met everyone, they were all very emotional and greeted me hugged me and then, at last, I saw my mother she was crying, I hugged her and she kissed me on my cheek and when she hugged me I felt her boobs on my chest and got an instant hard on.

When I got home, I went to sleep and woke up the next morning, I realized I was home alone with just my mom. I started noticing her again and realized how beautiful she is and wanted to fuck her all over.

I decided to make a plan and fuck her, I started to touch her intentionally and tried to see her nude.

After some days I was told by my father that your mom fell in the bathroom and has a sour back and legs, she can’t work much for some days. A lady masseur comes to home every 3 days a week to give her massage, so help her in doing some household work sometimes. I realized it was a golden opportunity to touch my mother and do what I want.

Eventually, I ended up having sex with my own mother. To know how it all happened, send me your feedback at [email protected]