Jay Becomes Incest Lover

I am Jay, 19 yr old. I got selected for Civil Engineering in a famous graduate Engineering College, Kolkata. I stayed in hostel as it’s a residential college, though my home is nearby. It’s as per the college rules and regulations. I share room with two friends Tush and Sayan of same age.

My mom Vijaya is 41 yr and dad Vinod 45 yr old. They work in well known organizations; dad in a Pvt. Co. and mom in an IT industry. We are three in our family.

Tush and Sayan are both from Delhi. They are of my same age group and very nice guys. One special thing about them is they are crazy about mom-son incest story books and used to talk in that tune always. One will be telling “I fuck your mom”, another will answer “I will lift your mom and fuck in the paddy field with 10 farmers”. One will claim his mom having heavier tits, another will boast of his mom’s bigger ass, etc. But in my assessment they are very careful friends. As I am a novice, to be very frank; they never involve me at all. I only observe and smile at their funny activities, although I have read few porn story books with them.

Once I planned to invite both of them in our house, that day it was IPL final match. I thought to enjoy with them together that evening. I asked my mom for permission, Dad was away on official trip for two weeks.

“Mom, can I call my roommates over to spend the evening together?” I said hopefully to my mother as she watched TV.

“Sure, but keep quiet please, no noise, ok.” she said to me.

I was a 19 year old in an Engg college. I had never had a girlfriend, my parents knew it well.

My mom, Vijaya, was tall and nice proportional figure. However, she is very beautiful and a good Kathak dancer. She had long flowing hair that came down to her mid-back, big dark eyes and a cute smile. She had a very beautiful body that she worked very hard to maintain. I found all gents love to talk with her. She was very curvaceous with a nice round bottom, perfectly flat stomach and breasts that stood at 36D. Suddenly one day I observed the size in her bra strap while taking my T-shirt from the drier.

“Okay well, when I do practice dance then you all don’t object please.” mom smiled to me.

“It’s ok, Mom.”

I explained to my mother that I and my friends would spend time watching IPL cricket match. She seemed okay with that. At around 4 PM, there was a ringing at the door.

“Mom, my friends arrived, I believe.” I went to open the front door.

“Hi Jay!” “How are you!” shouted my friends, Tush and Sayan, as they walked in through the front door.

“Jay, we were both really bored at hostel.” said Tush.

“Okay guys.” I said as I led two friends towards the drawing room.

“Hello boys!” said mom cheerfully to the boys as she saw them walk into the house.

“Namaste Aunty!” said the two guests in unison.

“Try not to go to crazy down there tonight, though it’s an exciting match today in IPL.” Mom laughed.

“Don’t worry Mom; I will make sure things don’t get to wild down there.” I said assuring Mom we wouldn’t make a mess.

“Oh and by the way, I will be doing dance for a while. Hope you guys don’t mind.”

“Its fine Aunty!” shouted my two friends.

As the match just started, mom went to her room to bring her music player. When she walked she saw us sitting on the sofa, enjoying the cricket match.

“Hello boys. Don’t mind, I’m just going to do some dance practice.” said mom making her way to the floor next to us.

Mom put on a tight green top with a sports bra underneath. She wore grey leggings; her big panty was visible through her leggings clearly. This is surely not a proper dancing costume, but being at home she used to practice in casual dresses.

As she walked, my friends standing around the TV, watched as her big breasts bounced slightly. They were staring at her large melons completely forgetting the cricket match. I felt ashamed realizing that they had been caught looking at her. I was really surprised as I found myself growing in arousal. We together watched my beautiful mother dancing with light music. She understood, but didn’t get mad at them. Probably, this made her proud of the nice physique she worked so hard for years.Her butt looked unbelievable being hugged tightly in her leggings. For the first time in my life, I felt stir in my pants as I gazed at my mom with my friends.

Mom danced in different posture with nice expression in her face, eyes or hands as a professional dancer. From our position, she was on an angle from behind, getting a nice view of her moving butt and the side of her bouncing breasts. As the boys continued on with their cricket match, they would turn around to watch at their friend’s voluptuous mother as she danced. I too was glancing intermittently at her great curves trying my best not to stare.

While mom danced showing her back to us, we could gawk at her huge ass. Big buttocks were dancing too in steady rhythm. While she turned her face towards us, we saw her breasts start to bounce up and down a little bit more. She found that her son’s friends were looking at her. She also noticed me. There were noticeable bulge in my friends’ loose gym shorts. I believe Mom is a decent lady; she would not think in that direction and instead concentrated on her art of dancing.

Her breasts really started to bounce up and down now quite heavily as she turned on the music at high pitch showing her great commitment. The guys then started gawking mesmerized at the woman’s boobs. I also started to feel some hardness between my legs. As the match came to a drinks break, the boys stood around and openly staring at the 41 year old woman dancing with lot of sincerity.

“Well, what should we do now guys?” said I trying to get everybody to concentrate on match.

“How about some music?” suggested Tush.

“Yeah okay that sounds good.” replied Sayan.

They entered my room and sat down. I was blood red. My mother had just caught me and my friends staring at her breasts, ass. I wished I could have found this new perspective of mom a long time ago since I thought it was incredible. I would have been able to have a daily show.

I grabbed the remote and started flipping through different CDs in the player. Since I was sitting on the far end towards where mom was doing her sexy dance, I could look to my side to see my friends. When I looked, I noticed them openly staring at his mother through window. They noticed me looking at them, afraid that I might get mad at them.

“Well guys… What do you want to listen?” I asked.

As soon as I asked this, mom stopped dancing which greatly disheartened my horny friends.

“Hey boys, just let me go to my room to change, I will be right back within a couple of minutes.”

“Yeah! Why not?!” said the boys.

She left the drawing room and went to shower.

“Kindly don’t get annoyed with me for uttering this, Jay your mom is real hottie!” said Tush.

“Yeah Jay, she really is awesome!” echoed Sayan in response.

I could only smile not wanting to admit that I too thought she was gorgeous.

The boys continued their conversation about the hot woman they had just gazed.

“She is awesome! Big bouncing, swaying tits and a nice big round ass! A pretty face too! Hope you’re not fed up with us, Jay.” said Sayan.

I acknowledged and said “I agree with everything you guys are saying. I was staring at her too. She really is beautiful.”

Tush looked like he had a question and said “Hey Jay! Have you seen your mother nude, if you had the chance? We don’t know.”

Instantly Sayan added, “We both had seen our moms totally naked; I have seen my mom and Tush his own mom.”

I simply answered straight, “No, I never try to…”

We heard footsteps coming down the corridor. We looked back and saw mom. She had on a blue color housecoat, with petticoat and bra. She smiled as she saw the guys openly staring at her.

Then we had some snacks together prepared by mom when the match was over. My friends went back to our hostel.

After mom and I took dinner together, I went to my bedroom upstairs, but I couldn’t sleep at all. In my brain my friend’s queries were running on, “Have you seen your mom nude?”

Mom then went to bathroom to shower. That is her daily routine before going to bed.

Some horrible thinking came into my mind at that time, I came down the stairs. At one step I got the sun-shed, climbed there. I focused inside the well lit bathroom through ventilator, outside was too dark.

I silently sat on the concrete sun-shed, just then mom started removing her sari. It was perfect timings for me. Mom couldn’t realize that someone was following her through bathroom ventilator. The bathroom was enlightened, so she couldn’t see me outside. Some morbid thing held me there, my eyes glued to the spectacle. Mom first removed the pallu of her sari; let it fall on the ground. Her hands went up to her blouse and she began to undo the buttons slowly.

She then took off her blouse completely. My mouth fell open with these two feminine beauties. I was staring, my heart pounding. Her movements caused her cotton bra to sway sexily from side to side because of the heavy burden of two huge breasts.

I could also see her little cleavage. I was ogling my mom’s cleavage, it looked magnificent.

Then she slipped her fingers inside her sari and pulled it down till her naval was clearly visible. It was big, round and deep. This was the first time I had seen moms naval; she generally used to cover it with dress being a conservative lady.

I was wearing a track pant; therefore the bulge was more visible. She took her hands to her back and unclasped her bra, but didn’t remove it. Watching those enormous fleshes came little forward, swaying erotically from side to side inside her bra. I could not resist more.

“Please remove that small piece of cloth, mom” I breathed to myself, my eyes glued to the holes in the concrete.

What was I thinking! That was my mother in there! I wanted to turn my face away from her, but I could not resist the temptation of viewing my naked mom. I never saw my Mom in her bra or panty.

The big melons were gently swaying side by side with gentle eroticism covered by her bra cups. She had turned me on. I looked at my crotch area and I was posing a tent in front of my pant.

Somehow, the sari and petticoat were still clinging on her body. She pulled the sari out of her petticoat and allowed it slowly sliding down to the floor.

I took out my hard cock, held it in my hand and start jerking off while ogling her mesmerizing milk jugs. I was waiting eagerly to see the uncovered tits. My mom used her both hands for the bra straps to slide down her broad shoulder and tossed it on the floor. Her massive breasts swung free before her son’s eyes. Oh..h….hh! There they were my mother’s tits. Mom then bent over and jiggled her luscious breasts seductively; she was itching below the massive mounds right in front of my eyes. That drove her son wild.

Then she had her both hands near the area where the petticoat knot was there. She was already topless. I was about to see her completely nude, I knew. Her big boobs bounced back to life with their unexpected freedom. They were bouncing and swaying side by side with eroticism.

She then undid her petticoat knot; I thought it would hit the ground immediately. But it didn’t, where it was stuck! I became restless! She was not holding it! Alas, it was my mistake; petticoat was still clinging on her body; more preciously on her big ass. She was having a massive round ass. She then put her fingers inside that white petticoat and slowly rolled it down over her great ass. Suddenly that last dress material too hit the ground. In an instant, she was naked.

My mother was naked, yes, totally naked! I couldn’t believe my mother was naked. My cock throbbed to the naked sight of my mother.

She stood there in her all naked glory, exposed to the hungry eyes of her own son. I thought she looked magnificent. She stood bold and proud, her dark hair hanging luxuriously below her shoulders. Mom was physically spectacular; her breasts were big and hung heavily. She lifted one of her breast to check something in her big round nipple. I felt one palm was not enough to support that huge milk packet! She looked very, very hot with generous hips and her belly was almost flat. My eyes travelled lower and I saw mum had a trimmed pubic bush just above the slit. I saw her pussy swelling forward, nestled there at the juncture of her big thighs. She was cleaning between thick lips of her big cunt by fingers.

My friends once told that many matured ladies keep little bush just above their cunt to distinguish between matured ladies with small girls. They don’t like to shave the area totally and look like immature girls.

She then turned back to put her dresses in the bucket. It gave me a nice view of her charms, her plump ass with the long, deep cleft between the cheeks. A thrill streaked through my tummy as I watched, her huge bouncy tits tumbled into view, blue veins running here and there just under the milky skin, the big brown nipples bit erect.

She was nothing but a bundle of curves and dimples. Her thighs and hips looked like they are made of cream colored velvet.

I was spellbound. I continued stealing the look of my beautiful mother’s gorgeous naked body. It was first time that I was seeing my mother completely naked, and what I saw was beyond comparison.

As I looked at her big bouncy boobs, the mouth watering mound of her cunt, I could feel that the gentle stirring between my thighs was slowly converting into a solid bony hardness. I honestly felt bit ashamed of myself, but I was unable to divert my mind from the magnificent beauty of my naked mom.

I felt a sudden rush of pride for my mom. Her big tits were looking just like two guns pointing towards me. Her able sex weapons were challenging all the erect dicks, “Come on, and get fucked out with me!!”

She started to take bath. As the shower was pouring water on her luscious body, her hands roaming all over her naked body; up and down her thighs, across her belly, rolling her big tits, caressing her buttocks, fondling her big pussy.

After taking bath, she washed herself with towel. The same way she put on the bra, taking massive tits again in imprisonment. Then put on her petticoat, blouse and sari; came out of the bathroom.

I also quickly went to my bed room upstairs. I saw incredible pleasure of incest that night.

I went to bed, but watched the way her buttocks undulated in her stride. I would feel those things going in and out for weeks to come! At night instantly I could again see those big tits bouncing, round ass jerking!

Whole night I stroked my meat imagining a big fat dick fucking my voluptuous mom. But I never dreamt to fuck her personally. I ejaculated a couple of times. Next morning I talked with mom normally and after having breakfast went to hostel to attend classes. I explained the whole thing to Tush and Sayan. They supported me mentally. According to them it’s absolutely normal at this age. Our friendship became eternal!

Jay Becomes Incest Lover