Hello everyone I am Vendanth,18 from Chennai. I am going to narrate several true events that define the start of the incest relationship that I developed with my South Indian mom. Anyone who considers this kind of relationship to be unhealthy and odd can leave this page because this story is for those people who actually understand the hunger for sex and love. My mother is a normal south Indian housewife. She is brown in complexion, not so lean but has some attractive curves all around her body and she is short but cute. She usually wears Salwars and Nighties and wears sarees very rarely. My father and mother are happily married for the last 23years.
The sexual relationship between myself and my mom is in no way affecting their marriage and love. I developed a sexual attraction towards my mom at the age of 14 through porn and erotica just like every average teenager but never had the courage to make any moves. I noticed that my mom and dad never wore any underwear at home. Dad doesn’t wear any underwear under his lungi(Coloured Dhoti) and mom only wears underwear under Salwar pants.
She never wore panties while wearing a Nighty or Saree and only wore a petticoat (A skirt worn underneath a traditional dress). The idea of not wearing underwear aroused me after trying it a couple of times without my parents knowing it. The way it felt was amazing so I skipped underwear at home. I even remember my mom advising me not to wear underwear at home at a very young age(probably 11 or 12) but back in those days I never liked the way it felt so I ignored her advice. But when I started skipping underwear at the age of 15 without letting her know because I was embarrassed to talk about it but she started pinching me in the butt and found out that the shorts were the last layer of protection for my private area she told me that it was necessary to wear underwear even at home. After this incident, I felt extremely embarrassed and never skipped underwear again.
I didn’t have the guts to say that they were not wearing their underwear as well. I never saw my mom in a sexual manner all the time I only did at the time of masturbation which I was never guilty of. I completed my schooling and wanted to pursue design at a premier institution but I failed to qualify in the entrance examination so I opted for Architecture from a private college in Chennai. I still had plans to reappear for the entrance examination the following year to pursue the course of my interest. I tried my best to excel in Architecture school and also prepared for the entrance examinations. I performed in the exam at a satisfactory level and also had the hope of joining the premier design institute the following academic year so I expressed my happiness by enjoying the liberating feeling of not wearing underwear again.
My mom noticed that I have started this again and didn’t comment about it like the way she did previously. I watched a lot of porn and increased my frequency of masturbation from once a week to thrice or more a week. I started staring at my mom’s assets making it obvious. A couple of months later the results of my entrance examination were declared and to my surprise, I passed the examination with a very promising rank and I was applying for admission to my dream college. Even though my parents were happy about my results and knew what impact it will have on my life but still they had the feeling of missing their only child for the next four years. My parents realized that they only had 4months to spend time with their only son before he leaves for Bombay for college. They took utmost care and were often worried about my departure in the month of July.
One fine afternoon the fire between me and my mom was ignited. I usually take a couple hours of sleep every afternoon since she wakes up at 5AM to pack lunch for my dad. I came back home from the playground after playing for several hours of playing cricket. I was tired as well after playing so I was also planning to sleep so I lay on the bed beside my mom. She talked about how hostel life would be and also told me how much she would miss me.
I tried to convince her and she showed a Facebook post about the importance of a mother in everyone’s life and asked me how much I liked her. I replied saying that she is the person that I loved the most and she asked me to kiss her cheeks which were very normal between us. I kissed her on the cheeks but lost control and placed my lips on hers and caressed her back and waist. She was cooperative for several seconds but broke the contact and told me that this is not the way a mother and son would behave. I interrupted her words and told her that I did it intentionally and accepted the fact that I loved her a lot and admired her sexual beauty. She was angry and tried to explain to me that this kind of behavior is sinful and unacceptable for us but I tried to convince her.
I became emotional and told her that I have never approached any other woman because I only trusted her for satisfaction. She was still not convinced so placed my hand very softly on her waist and talked with her and told her that this will remain a secret between us and that if she ignored my request I will be emotionally hurt and my life will be affected. I won the argument which was evident by the fact that she did not stop me after that. Every other move of mine was at the peak of romance. We placed soft kisses and caressed our bodies romantically.
I knew that she never wears anything underneath her nighty while in bed during the afternoon or night so I lifted her nighty with a lot of excitement. She was hesitant to expose her private beauty but our kisses won the traditional constraints of her married life. I unzipped her nighty exposing a major part of her 36B and placed kisses all over her cleavage and removed my shorts revealing my hungry cock for her. My cock of in her hand and performed soft strokes with her hands while I lifted her nighty. We were about to reach a different dimension of our lives but our happiness was after the doorbell rang. I wore my shorts with frustration and opened the door and it was the gas cylinder supplier.
After realizing that it was just a couple of minutes of work after which I could enjoy her body I was happy but to my surprise, our apartment neighbor asked if mom was peaking a bit and found my mom awake and she started an hour-long conversation with my mom. I was extremely unhappy after losing the golden opportunity to enter the glory hole of my life. My dad arrived and all my moves seemed useless after observing that my mom’s behavior was normal. I lost hope about our sexual relationship and wonderful things occurred after a couple of weeks which I will narrate in the following episode.
Thank you for reading my story and stay tuned for more intimate stuff between me and my mom.