Me and My Mom – Part 1 (First Encounter)

Hello. My name is Pratik. I am 24 now. But I live with my Mom Ramya in Mumbai. She is 44. She works in a Bank. My dad passed away when I was hardly 10 yrs old. Since then, it’s Mom and me at home.

My Mom has a wheatish complexion. She is a little healthier. Her stats are 36C-32-38. She always used to wear sarees, both at home and at the office as well. Though she has an average height, she always likes to wear her saree below her navel.

We lived in a small one room kitchen flat in Parel. As we were the only two in the house, my Mom never hesitated to wear or change her saree or blouse in front of me. So I saw my Mom in a blouse or a bra. But somehow, I could never see her milk tankers.

Days passed on. I was almost 19 years old now. I said almost because my 19th birthday was only a couple of weeks away. I was done with my junior college exams and had a vacation. Usually, Mom sent me to Mama’s place immediately after the start of vacations.

But this time, my entrance exam classes were still going on. So I stayed back. Mom used to get up early, prepare lunch for us and leave for her office at around 8.30. Mostly I used to get up only after she left. Once, I was awake but still preferred to lie in bed as I could sense Mom was in the bathroom.

I usually sleep with a thin bedspread over my head. That day, I was awake, but the bedspread was still over the head, as usual. So presuming I was fast asleep as usual, Mom came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel.

But the bedspread material was so thin that I could see outside and I was shocked to see my Mom wearing only a wet towel. The towel was stuck to her body, and her curvy body was visible. I was curious to see what she did next, so I pretended to be asleep and saw what she was doing.

After she came out, she took out her clothes from the cupboard and a fresh dry towel. Then she took out the towel and threw it on the floor. My sexy Mom was standing naked in front of me. Her figure was too sexy. Her melons were bigger than I had. However, they were sagging a little.

She had a flawless complexion and was fresh after a shower. She looked even hotter. Her pussy was cleanly shaved. I had an instant boner. She carefully dried her body with a fresh towel and wore her clothes. After she left, I jerked at least 3-4 times in the day thinking about her.

I thought it was bad and I shouldn’t look at my Mom. In this way, I still used to get a boner, and I had no option other than jerking. From that, I started watching my naked and wearing her clothes in the morning. A few days passed on in this way.

Since then, I started to stare at Mom whenever I used to get an opportunity. So finally, the day arrived. It was my 19th birthday. I woke up. Though She had taken leave that day, as usual, Mom was in the bathroom. As she came out, I pretended to be asleep with a bedspread over my head. She took off the towel.

But instead of drying her body or wearing clothes. She walked toward me naked. Then she came close to my ears and whispered, “You don’t need to pretend to be asleep to see your mother naked. You can do it openly.” I was terrified. I knew I was caught.

But I wondered how she knew I was awake, especially with a bedspread over my head. So to be on the safer side, I preferred not to respond. I was closely watching what she was doing. Then she started to move away from me. I was relieved.

But then, the next moment, she turned back again and quickly pulled the bedspread to see me awake. I was terrified. I thought she would scold me badly. Maybe perhaps beat me or slap me as well. But surprisingly, she instead started laughing loudly. I was further puzzled.

Mom: Dear, it’s true I can’t see your eyes. But what about the tent you make in that bedspread?

And she looked at my dick. Seriously my hard dick had made a tent in the bedspread. I was really ashamed. I felt what I was doing was wrong. Though she was laughing at the moment, I feared she would turn angry and scold or slap me. In fear, I started to cry.

Me (Crying): I am sorry, Mom.

Mom: Oh, my baby. I didn’t want to spoil your birthday by making you cry. I am so sorry, baccha. And why are you crying? Come to Mamma, my dear baccha. (and she spread her hand apart, inviting me to hug her)

Me: Please, don’t say sorry. I need to say that.

Mom: Sorry for what, my dear?

There was no anger in her tone. There was only love and caring as usual. So I just went near her and hugged her. Now my head was on her bare boobs.

Me: Sorry for everything.

Mom: Apologies accepted for watching your Mom secretly. But no apologies are required for this tent. That’s pretty natural.

I couldn’t believe my ears and my eyes. My sexy Mom was completely naked in front of me without needing to see through the bedspread. And further, she was telling me to see her naked openly. The cherry on the cake was I was hugging her bare body, and she was okay to see his son’s boner.

Me: Mom, can I ask you one thing?

Mom: you can ask me anything, baccha.

Me: How come you knew that I was watching you?

Mom laughed.

Mom: Every day, I used to see this tent only after I came out of the shower. On day one, I found it funny. But when it started happening every day, I felt a little annoyed. But then I realised my son has grown up, and scolding or beating you over this won’t help. You will find some other ways. So better let him do it openly.

Then we stayed in that position for a few minutes. Then her hug loosened. I slid from her wet body as I wasn’t holding her tightly. Now my mouth was right in front of her nipple. she had a big dark brown areola and a puffy nipple.

I could not resist myself, and I started suckling the nipple. Just the way a small kid would drink milk from his Mom’s breast. The very next moment slapped playfully on my head.

Mom: You naughty boy. But I’ll allow you today only because it’s your birthday today. But from tomorrow, don’t even think of it.

I nodded my head positively without interrupting sucking.

Mom: Wait a minute, baccha.

She lay down on the bed.

Mom: Okay. Now start.

I obediently started sucking her boob. Then she held my hand and put it on the other boob.

Mom (seemed nostalgic): When you were a kid, you always wanted to twiddle the other nipple.

I started to twiddle her other nipple. I started playing with her nipple with my tongue and squeezing her other boob. I could sense she was breathing heavily, trying to control herself. Then I switched to the other boob. I started playing with the tongue and twiddled her other nipple hard.

Her breathing was becoming faster. It was a clear sign that she was getting aroused. But I couldn’t understand what I should do next. I stopped sucking and started to squeeze both her globes. In between, I was pinching her nipples. I sat on her stomach and started to squeeze her boobs. Now she was moaning softly.

I could see that she was controlling her moans. Then she held my hands, pulled me near her, and hugged me tightly. We remained in that position for some time. She was panting. After some time, she loosened her hug and asked me to get up.

Mom: I guess you have had enough fun for the birthday. Now get up and freshen up. Then she glanced at my tent.

Mom: Also, relieve yourself. (and she winked her eyes)

She got up. I could see a wet spot on the bedsheet. She went to the cupboard to take out her clothes. I went to her and hugged her from behind.

Me: I love you, Mom.

I kissed her on her cheeks. Mom turned around and hugged me in front. Her boobs were crushing against my chest. My hard cock, trying to tear my pants and come out, was poking against her pussy. I am sure she, too, felt that.

She adjusted herself a little so that my cock won’t touch her. She gave me a small kiss on my lips.

Mom: I love you too, my baccha. And wish you a very happy and memorable birthday.

I again hugged her tight so that my cock could touch her again. But she broke the hug and glanced at my tent.

Mom: Now go and relieve yourself.  (she winked)

I went to the bathroom and took off the shorts and underwear. And started wanking. In hardly a few seconds, I cum. But my cock was still hard. so I started jerking again. I was thinking about Mom’s nude body, her melons, the touch of her boobs and the taste of her boobs.

In 15 minutes, I cum 3 times, yet my dick was still hard as a rock. I was baffled to see this. Just then, Mom knocked on the door.

Mom: Aren’t you done yet? Why are you taking so much time?

I opened the door and came out naked. I was sweating. I was surprised to see that Mom was still stark naked and she was shocked to see me naked. Her eyes were glued to my 9-inch long and 2-inch thick tool.

Me: Mom, I wanked 3 times, but still, it is so hard. What should I do?

Mom: Then keep wanking.

Me: Mom, if you don’t mind, can I do it here? It’s so hot inside.

I was thinking of wanking, seeing my Mom naked in reality rather than just imagining. But Mom had some other views.

Mom: Don’t you think you are taking too much liberty now.? That’s shameless. Can’t allow any such thing.

Me: Please, Mom.

Mom: Nope. No way. Better you go inside, have a bath and leave it like that. It will go down gradually.

Me (with a sad face and in a sad tone): Alright. as you wish. Today is my birthday, so I thought you would not say no to me.

Mom smiled.

Mom: I think you should think of acting as your career. You are such a draamebaaz. Now do whatever you want to do.

Me: You are so sweet, Mom.

I went near her and hugged her. Now her melons were crushing against my bare chest, and my hard tool was poking her pussy. But she didn’t try to break the hug or adjust this time. Instead, I moved my ass a little, so my cock rubbed near her pussy.

Just then, her phone rang, and she broke the hug and attended to the call. She was talking to someone from the office on the phone. I started to wank there only. I couldn’t believe my luck. My Mom was walking naked across the room, swaying her round ass.

I was jerking, looking at her in front of her. When her phone call was over, I had cum one more time. I spilt it on the floor. Mom saw that. But she silently took a dirty cloth and wiped it. She gave me tissue paper to me to clean myself. But to the surprise of both of us, my tool was still pretty hard.

Me: Now what?

Mom: Now I’ll put on my clothes. Then it will go down gradually. You, too, get a bath and get ready.

I went to take a bath. By the time I came. Mom was back in her saree. Yet the saree and blouse she chose for that day were too sexy. It was a plain maroon semi-transparent and black sleeveless blouse. The blouse, too, was quite transparent.

It was pretty evident that she wasn’t wearing any bra inside. That kept my arousal levels high. Though I wore clothes, the dick was still quite hard. The thoughts of Mom completely naked beside me, her melons, and the touch of my cockhead to her crotch kept me enticed.

It was almost an hour since my bath. I was just done with her breakfast and other morning chores and was sitting in a relaxed mood on the bed. I went to Mom, pulled down my shorts in front of her, and my hard cock sprang out.

Mom: What the… Like dad, like son.

I couldn’t understand what she meant by that.

Me: Means?

Mom: Your dick seems like your dad. When erect won’t go down easily.

Me: So what do you do at such times?

Mom: Well, I don’t do anything. Your dad did everything. (she had a naughty smile on her face)

Me: But now, what shall I do?

Mom: HMT.

Me: Now, what’s that?

Mom: Hand Moving Technology.

Me: I have already done it so many times. My hand is in pain now.

Mom: If you are trying to hint at me wanking your cock, then better drop that idea right now. Don’t forget that I am your Mom, and we must respect and keep the purity of this relationship intact.

Me: So where was that respect when you let me suck your boobs. Even if we presume that it was a motherly act to breastfeed the child, not everything that I did, or should I say that everything you let me do, falls under that motherly love, right?

Me: Some time ago, you talked like a free and truly modern mom who would let her son see naked and asked to do it openly. And now, suddenly, you are talking some bullshit like purity. Don’t you think so?

Mom: Well, being free and open is one thing, and getting involved in sexual activities is different.

Me: Well, tell me did you enjoy me sucking and squeezing your boobs?

Mom was silent. I waited for her to respond. But she remained silent.

Me: Well, your silence speaks it all.

Then, without asking her or caring for her reaction, I took off all my clothes and sat next to Mom. Then I pulled down her pallu and started to open her blouse. Mom simply didn’t respond. I opened her blouse completely and freed her melons from the cage.

Then I squeezed her boob with one hand and wank with the other. Then I felt Mom’s breathing becoming heavy again. I started to suck one boob, play with the other and kept stroking my dick. Her breathing was visibly heavy now. She was giving out soft moans.

Then she moved my hand from my dick and started stroking my dick slowly.
Then she pushed me away and got up from the bed. I felt that was bad news for me. But she removed her saree and saree petticoat. She wore plain white panties, and a big wet patch was visible on her crotch.

She quickly removed that also, and now she was completely nude again. She sat on the bed with folded legs and gestured for me to come on her lap. I lay on her lap and started sucking her boobs. She started stroking my dick. Even after stroking my dick for 10 minutes, there were no signs of cumming.

She asked me to lie on the bed. When I lay down on the bed, she came near me. To my surprise, she took my dick into her mouth immediately. She started to suck my dick slowly. Then she started to suck it rapidly.

In the meantime, she started to finger her pussy. Then after a few minutes, I cum in her mouth. She gulped down all my cum.

Mom: Happy now?

I was speechless and couldn’t understand what to speak. I just hugged her. Kissed her on her lips.

Me: I love you, Mom. You are the best Mom in the world.

Mom: And you are the naughtiest boy in the world.

Once again, we were in the hug with my dick head rubbing against her vulva. She let it happen by spreading her legs just a little enough to let my cock enter between her thighs. We spent the rest of the day lazily and mostly naked. Half the time, I was sucking or squeezing Mom’s boobs.

On 4-5 occasions, she gave me a handjob or a blowjob. Late at night, she gave me the last blowjob. I cum on her face this time. Then I slept in her arms naked.
The next morning, I woke up. As usual, Mom was in the bathroom. I was eagerly waiting for her to come out of the bathroom.

My dick was already erect in anticipation of openly seeing what I would see today. But to my disappointment, Mom came out wearing her saree petticoat and blouse that day. I was very disappointed. She saw me naked and my erect dick. she just laughed.

Me: Why did you come out wearing clothes?

She didn’t respond. She just smiled and started wearing her saree to prepare for the office. I got up and went to hug her. She stopped me.

Mom: Wear proper clothes and then come and hug me.