My way with milky white mummy – Part 1

Hi ISS readers, this is a multi-part series. I am your fellow writer Alex. This story is mostly true and partly fictional for added dramatics.

This is the story of my young friend Karthik (name changed), 25 years old, 6-foot tall, decently built, single child raised in a decent upper-class society. I will be narrating the story from his standpoint from the very beginning to date.

5 to 6 years back, I was a young boy in a college in Bangalore, studying in 1st year. After college, like every other guy, I have been playing at college grounds. Some of my seniors were standing in a circle and making a fuss. Out of curiosity, I went to them and asked what was going on.

Mohit (name changed), a senior of mine told me to walk away. I was begging and insisting on them to let me in too. After 5 minutes, they allowed me in.

I saw the first porn video of my life. Poor quality vintage porn with some 40-year-old lady. A guy was fucking her. That excited me very much and was got the first hint of what is sex and girls and got an instant boner. I quietly hid it and got my first dose of sexual awakening.

Then, I became close and started hanging out with Mohit more. We started discussing porn fantasies and our chances in real life.

One fine day, Mohit showed his picture of his mom with cleavage. I got an instant boner and asked if he was ok to see mom in that angle.

Mohit said it was the best thing that happened to him. He said that he managed to see his mom naked and got to see his parent fucking one day. Thinking of this, I was getting a sexual urge to get to see any girl naked. I instantly imagined my crush from my class.

As days passed by, one fine evening, Mohit said my mom was a Kashmiri milky white lady, and he would try anything to see my mom naked and would take huge risks to see her getting fucked. I was shell-shocked by this bold statement, got angry immediately, and left.

To describe my mom, her Name was Nina (name changed). She was in her late 50s, and 5’2″ tall. She had a slim figure, and right boob size of 34B. She had the right amount of fat that fits right into my hand. Her ass was not big and, at the same time, not flat. It was not her best asset. She has an hourglass figure and was a fine blend of sanskari and modern vixen. She went in a formal saree or salwar to work as a school teacher and at home, she preferred t-shirts with night pants. Occasionally, she drank at the parties. She can turn on her sexiness in a whim of her wish.

Her beauty was a bit more. She had a flawless skin tone and a milky white complexion (she was so white that she was like a glow-in-dark stick, literally). She had an oval face, 3 moles in the right places. Her dark eyes will penetrate your soul and trigger you to fall for her.

She groomed properly with parlor, properly manicured fingers, and trimmed eyebrows. When she wore her glossy red lipstick, it will look like beautiful rose petals with dew in them, and your mind will say only one thing, suck it till you take every drop out of it (In retrospect, I, too, would have said the same as Mohit).

That evening at home, I was not able to get rid of the thought of what Mohit said. Then I was sitting on the sofa watching TV. My mom came and bent to pull the coffee table in front of me to keep the snack for me.

I saw my mom’s cleavage for the first time. A current was running down my body. Time kind of slowed down, and I got a boner. Then I quickly ran to the bathroom to hide it. My mind was running in a loop to unsee it. Fuck, Mohit! He made me think dirty about my mom.

When she bent in front of me, her 34B boobs were hanging down, long live gravity and Newton. Her black bra strap was holding it in place, making her left and right boobs fight each other for their place and showing me beautiful dark cleavage in between her milky white boobs. It was a sight to see like a snowy mountain right after sunset.

Then I opened my pants and touched my penis on urge. There was a weird sensation. My mind was running all the porn videos I had seen and the images were putting my mother in every prob seen.

Suddenly, a mild pain was there in my penis and it started to pulsate. I was very confused and a drop of white gel came out. Then I washed it and went away to my room silently.

The next day, I spoke with Mohit and realized that it was masturbation, and I cummed thinking about my mom! I became an incest son from that day. Mohit said “welcome to the fun side” and gave 3 ideas to move towards more fun my milky white mummy.

From that day, I was no longer interested in my class girls, teachers, etc. The only life goal for me at the moment was to see my mother getting fucked and her milky body getting ravaged in the very room I was watching her.

Though Mohit gave me 3 wild ideas, every single thing gave me fear to the core: What if my mother caught me? I would risk and ruin my reputation. How my father would react? After every 10 seconds of fear, there was my penis standing in between and said, “What if you catch her fucking before she catches you? You will get a lifetime settlement.”

Wait for part 2 where I will write about when I gave in to the urge and decided to try Mohit’s idea no 1. It’s the start of milky white Mummy time and my deep incest journey.

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