A Dreamy Afternoon With My Rain Drenched Mother – Part 1

This is a real incident that happened when I was in B.Sc First year in a Mumbai College. I belonged to a small town and had come to Mumbai to study. My name is Adarsh. I was at that time 19 years old. I was always interested in exercising and keeping myself fit so I was 6’2” in height and 72 kgs in weight. I had excellent biceps and abs and attended gym even in Mumbai. Since we were well off, I stayed not in a hostel but in a one BHK apartment in Mumbai. I had normal sexual desires but I was a virgin. My cock was also, like the rest of me well developed. I had an uncut cock which was 8 inches when hard and was light brown in colour. I shaved my pubic hair regularly.

Once I fell ill with some throat infection and so my mother had come to look after me for a few days till I was fully recovered. My father had his job so he did not come. Mom actually belonged to Mumbai before marriage but now she had no relatives here. So she could easily come to my place on her own. It was monsoon season so by the time she reached my apartment, she was totally drenched in the rains and very wet. I opened the door as soon as she knocked. He coming was a surprise to me since she had not informed me beforehand. She came into the room and was wearing a saree and blouse which were all very wet and dripping.

Let me describe my mother here. No one will really believe that she is my mother. She looked more like my sister. She was short compared to me and her head came only upto my chest. She was very fair and had long black hair which came down to her buttocks. Here figure was slim, maybe 34-28-36. And she looked almost like a girl. Her eyes were large and lips small and naturally red. Generally speaking she is a very very sexually desirable woman and I had no guilt feelings when I sometimes masturbated fantasizing about fucking her. I did that often.

Now as I saw her standing there totally wet, I felt a stirring inside my underwear. Rather than feeling that my mother had come rushing to look after me, or that she was wet from the rain and needed to dry herself, I felt lust and desire for her tender body rising in me. I was wearing just my shorts and my cock was getting hard underneath. I controlled myself and told her, “You are totally wet Ma, why don’t you dry yourself in the bathroom?”

She said, “All my clothes are wet Adarsh, and my dry clothes are in my suitcase. I cannot take the suitcase into the bathroom. Let me go in, give me a towel and after I dry myself, give me some dry clothes”. She handed over the suitcase and keys to me and went into the bathroom and latched it. I opened here suitcase and took out some clothes. After about five minutes, she called out, “OK Adarsh, hand me the clothes now” and opened the door slightly. I handed over a saree and a blouse and she latched the door again.

After sometime she called out again, “Hey who will give me the underclothings? You have just given me saree and blouse”. I had done this deliberately, so I asked ”what more do you need Ma?”

“Give me one petticoat, a white coloured bra and a white panty. You know all that na?”

“No Ma, what is a Panty”

“Ohoh! It is the underwear you wear below. You are so innocent even at this age” she said.

I already had her assortment of panties on my lap and was feeling each of them. They had Size 36 mentioned on them. There were two white ones. One with some pink flowered patterns and one plain white. I was imagining which of them would be more fun peeling down her legs. I decided it would be the flowered patterned one. Yet I asked, “there are two white ones here Ma, which one?”

“Is there one with a pink flower pattern on it?” she asked. I waited for a minute so that it would appear that I am searching. Then I said, “Yes Ma, it is there”. “Then give it to me” she said. This appeared to be a good sign to me. The one I wanted to take off her, was the one she wanted to put on. I kissed the crotch of the panty, placed the tip of my tongue on its crotch so that it became slightly wet there and I handed over the lot to her.

Soon she came out dressed in dry clothes and hair waving. She might not have noticed that her panty crotch was wet with my licking. I had a small functional kitchen and she went into it. She asked me if I would like anything specific to eat. In my mind I said “Yes ma, your cunt” but aloud I said “Anything you want to cook is ok Ma”. She came out again and opened the refrigerator to see what was inside. I lapped my head, because I had forgotten to hide my bottle of whiskey which was in the refrigerator. “What is this?” she asked “You drink?”. I put my head down and said nothing and thankfully she let it go at that. But there were no vegetables in the fridge and so she had to make some rice which we had with some dal. By then it was past 2 PM and we were both tired, so we wanted to lie down for sometime till evening.

The problem arose because there was just one room and one bed. Anyway we both lay down and stretched ourselves. I was still in my shorts. Mom did not mind because after all I was her son. Soon she was snoring softly. I could not sleep. I kept looking at my sleeping mom. Her mouth was slightly open. I do not know what came over me, but I slowly started lifting her saree and petticoat to her hips. Her legs were sensational. I could see the panty now and it was more wet than it was when I had handed it over to her. Perhaps she was slowly oozing juice.

Something woke her up and she sat up suddenly. Realising what was happening, she asked “What are you doing Adarsh?”

I did expect her to get very angry now, so I thought I might as well tell her my feelings and face the anger rather than simply listen to her. I said, “You saw what happened Ma. I was trying to look at you. You know? You are a very beautiful woman, and I have always fantasised you when I masturbated” I blurted out.

And guess what she did?! She laughed out loud!!! “To think that just two hours back, I called you innocent! Were you pretending that you did not know what a panty is?” she asked sitting cross legged on the bed.

“Yes, Ma, I had already selected this panty for you and you asked for it. To tell you the truth, I must confess that I was thinking which panty would I like to peel down your legs” I said smiling sheepishly. She laughed again and said, “My, my. You have become very naughty indeed. I think I understand now why there was a wet spot on the panty”

“Did you notice it then?” I asked. “I did, but did not think anything of it. What is it? You masturbated in it or what?” she asked. “No No Ma, I wouldn’t dare to do anything like that. I just licked it” I replied.

“How cute” she said.

It was unbelievable how we were discussing so blatantly about sex right away without any inhibitions. I had somehow decided that I should take my mom that day and had felt that I may have to do it by force, but it now appeared that she will be my willing partner in my dream. She lay down again.

“Ma, can I see you fully? Once?” I asked her tentatively.

“Hmmmm. But only see OK? Since you are not as innocent as I thought, do not get ideas. If things go beyond a point, I am a woman too and I cannot do anything to stop it – nor will I do anything. Fucking mothers is not something that is done by many ” she said with her eyes closed.

I was like a kid in a sweet shop. I almost pounced on her and started taking off her saree. She cooperated fully. I could see everything very clearly because it was just 3 PM and the rains had stopped giving way to the sun and there was bright sunlight streaming into the room.

After her saree, I took off her blouse. I have always been a cunt man. Of course I love breasts, but nothing to beat a cunt. So I left her bra on and untied her petticoat and took it off. And finally, what I had only dreamt of just 4 hours back. I peeled the white panty down her great legs exposing here divine cunt to the bright sunlight. She slowly spread her legs so that I could get a better view. But then, before attacking my target, I took of her bra and freed her wonderful breasts too, leaving only her Mangalsutra hanging from her neck. I started taking that off too, but mom said “Let it be Adi, I somehow feel more wicked and aroused with it on”. So I went back down below.

For the next twenty minutes my fingers and tongue and nose played a symphony on her sweet cunt. It was cute and small and covered with thick bushy dark hair. The cunt hole was rather small. I wondered how I must have come out of it 19 years ago. But I kept playing with it, licking it, smelling it, teasing her clit and drawing juice from her cunt and gulping it. She could stand it no more and orgasmed soon. She just shuddered while cumming and her whole body flushed red. After a few moments, she pulled me over her and kissed my mouth deeply. “Adi, my own Adi….” she moaned.

I was rock hard, all 8 inches of me now. She caught hold of my cock and guided it through her love tunnel slowly and I descended. When I pulled out of the silky slippery tunnel, she raised her hips as if unwilling to let my cock go. I gave her very slow and full strokes relishing the silky feeling. Also now that I had lavished my attention on her cunt sufficiently, I noticed her breasts. They were pert and the nipples stood hard and erect. I licked around them and then sucked them. I didn’t expect anything but asked her, “don’t they give milk mom?”. She replied keeping her eyes closed, “They used to when your cock was as small as they are now” and smiled.

She then opened her eyes and looked at me in the eyes. A sort of wild look came in her eyes and she took her mangalsutra and bit it. She gestures me to bite the other end. I did. Thus locked up in the mouth by the mangalsutra and down by the cock-cunt union, we became one. As our saliva washed down the mangalsutra and our juices, our genitals, my tempo slowly increased and soon I was fucking her furiously, looking her straight in the eye. The tip of my cock hit the walls of her womb – my first home – every time I thrust deep. She participated eagerly. Without even thinking much, I ejaculated my semen forcefully, deep inside her cunt. The orgasm lasted over a minute with atleast 20 huge spurts of potent sperm. What if one found an egg in her, worried neither of us at that time. She sighed deeply.

I pulled out and lay there hugging her. She stayed with me for two weeks during which we did much more about which I will be writing soon. For instance that night mother drank alcohol for the first time and my cock entered a woman’s mouth for the first time. If you liked this real incident, mail me at [email protected] and let me know. Also mail me suggestions for new stories that you like to see from me. Also read my two earlier stories posted on ISS.

A Dreamy Afternoon With My Rain Drenched Mother – Part 1