Got Interested With Mommy

Hi, like most of you guys I never looked at my Mom with sex but many things led me to think of her sexually. Mom always called me for help of all sorts. If there was a centipede in the bathroom I would be the one Mom always called despite my other brother being around. She would sometimes call me saying she had forgotten her bra, petticoat and other things before she went into the bathroom.

I would be the one to get them for her; everytime she left them to my choices or would say, ‘pick up whatever you’d find and get them fro me. The more intimate things when she call me to scrub her back when as i have grown up to be a complete adult. Mom always loved me like a good son and never had she had any intentions. I know it very well. When I was about 18 she was just 39-40.

She is a pretty woman with the figures in perfect proportions of 36-28-36 around that time. I’d now realise why many a guys about 25 in our neighborhood surrounded her calling ‘Aunty Aunty” when I was far too younger. Anyway, she would be very carefree in the bathroom whenever she called me out to scrub her back. She would be completely naked. Many a time I knew she wore blouses without bra and that she never wore panties in her life.

None of this nakedness ever provoked my sexes, believe me. I used to be very obedient son serving his Mom. But I masturbated ever since I got by puberty. Never ever my Mom sneaked into my fantasies even then. What made me think of her? During my masturbation sessions I developed fetish for her clothes. I held her sari, bra and petticoat when I masturbated and this became an obsession later on. I must confess Mom started appearing in my fantasies!

I masturbated extensively using Mom’s clothes. I loved her Chiffon Sarees and lacy bras. And on the otherside Mom’s calling to get her clothes or scrub her back continued. Imagine how difficult it should have been for me t hide my erection. Oh my god it was real hell until I relieved myself later. One day Mom asked my to rub her back as it was itching her. She opened her blouse at the back and sat with her back to me that she had worn a bra too.

I managed to rub around the bra straps until Mom asked me to remove it. She also teased me, ‘Why are you so shy today. You’d almost see me nude everyday? It’s Ok between you and me son Amma’, I almost cried within with the kind of arousal I had with this conversation with Mom. I loved her beautiful back which showed her breasts from sides. She has long sexy teats which I have seen in bathroom.

After I rubbed her for a while she asked me to put the bra strap on which I did. During the later days she’d call me to put her strap of the bra too. She would say, “It’s easy when you are around, otherwise I have to struggle. My beautiful fair Mom became irrestible to me, but I could hardly do anything. My urge became ever so strong during the nights when I would just lend my ear to my parent’s room to know if my father was fucking her.

Especially so when I heard her bangles making sounds more often than usual. I could make out that my parents had a fantastic sex life. I got another proof to this. My spying on them becoming an obsession I rummaged their wardrobes one day and found many porn books apart from condoms. Oh, this aroused me a lot. Especially when I browsed through the stories and found incest stories of Mom-Son etc.

Next day when she called me from the bath room I found myself shivering in hot-fever-like. The feeling that I was going to see my Mom naked aroused me a lot. I went in there and helped with her back like a usual decent son and came off and relieved in my room. Next time I was caught by Mom. I will tell you how. It seems she had a doubt that someone was probing into her wardrobes. May be she found out that the porn books were shuffled quite often or whatever.

One day when I was with Mom alone she asked me, “Hey Sundru why were my clothes in your room? I was obviously stunned but managed to say, maybe by mistake. Then she laughed and said, “Dear once it would be a mistake, but it can’t happen often. Atleast I have found it twice, When I was searching for answer she said, Do you wear them? Though she was laughing it was very annoying for me. She was teasing further do you by chance wear them?

I had to nod for this to escape from the truth. Next thing was most unexpected to me. Controlling her laugh she said now I want to see you in my saree”. Go to my room pick up whatever you want, get dressed and come. I never knew what to do in a very hesitant tone I tried saying something but Mom didn’t allow me, don’t say anything Sundru I just want to see you in my saree, just go to my room pick up whatever you want, wear and come” she said.

I never knew how to wear a saree, but how can I tell my Mom I was using her clothes to masturbate! I wore whatever way I could; the pletes were never taking shape. I just wore it on a petticoat and came out walking. She burst out laughing, “Could you you not learn to wear it properly all these days? How funny it looks, this is not the way Sunder,” she said. She checked out what I was wearing inside and laughed again saying, you are topless.

How could I wear her blouse or the bra it was getting really funny. Just then Mom said, “Wait I will show you how to wear it firstly remove it. She went to her room and returned with a bra in hand. The sight made me horny at once. Mom has brought with her one of her bras to put on me! Oh my god, how do I control my hardness now. She asked me extend my hands and inserted her pink beautiful lacy bra and she hooked it at the back. I was still on the petticoat.

The bra fit me perfect except for the cups which had no flesh to fill. Pointing at them she said, “Don’t worry lets stuff it if required.” Oh saying all this she was making me hornier. Then she inserted an end of the saree and made the pleat and asked me if I want it inserted by her. Before I could say anything she did it herself. She must have then realised my bulge which was shooting up through the petticoat. She said hey you are excited

I thought my boy is still a child I was dieing with shyness though aroused. She had completed dressing me and she stood apart to see how I look. Then she exclaimed. “Ooops Sundrooo you are boy in girl’s suit and a girl in boy’s sex. I really wish you were my daughter saying so she hugged me tight when I could not just miss my chance of the intimacy I hugged her too and rubbed my manliness within her saree into her crotch.

She realized very soon what was happeneing and beat me hard on my shoulder and looked at my shyly. I stood there with shame. But she came close to me and lifted my chin and asked, “Do you read the sex magazines which are in our wardrobe? I was dying out of shame this time. “Then what do you think of me when you see me nude in the bathroom. Do you see me like you see those girls in the magazine? Do you feel like seeing me often?

I never answered any of her queries. She continued, “If you are silent all this means you agree I could never utter a word yet. Then she dropped her pallu of the saree saying, See Sundru tell me do you get aroused looking at this? Then she laughed easing me out a little. She said I am a fool I have just seen what I have done to you just now and I am asking you.

You are hard inside being with your Mom. She was not serious she was only exclaiming. Then she removed her saree and dropped it on the floor. Next she removed her blouse and asked me to unhook her bra. There came out two beautiful breasts. She stripped herself nude and stood there in front of me. To be continued