Mother and son special romance part 2
I went back to the room and lay there unable to sleep. I was too worried about Mother. I figured that things must be pretty bad if it was keeping her awake. I must have been holding my cock to comfort myself because I realised I had an urgent need down there. I began to jerk myself silently. Images of Mother, her breasts and my hard cock against her soft stomach came to mind and I came explosively, forcing myself not to moan.
Neither of us spoke about the incident the next morning. Father was around but even when he had gone it seemed somehow inappropriate to say anything. as I was out to go to college mother came to close the door and said,
“Thanks Raja, to comforting me last night. You were there when I needed you.” And before closing the door she said, “And Don’t worry about getting erection – it’s perfectly natural!”
And door closed.
This was the first time my Mother had ever said anything like that. The impact of that line was so strong that I didn’t concentrate as my attention was drawn to the fact that she HAD FELT MY ERECTION and SHE DIDN’T MIND! I kept thinking about that all the time in the college. When I got back from college mother was in the kitchen. By the dinnertime Mother didn’t say anything to me about it then neither did I. We didn’t wait for Father to get home and had dinner together, without speaking anything.
I spent the rest of the time thinking about my Mother, about her breast and also the thought of them squashed against me. I dropped off to sleep eventually but again woke up around midnight. I got up quietly and went to Mother’s room. Her light was on, she was sitting up but not crying, just looking blankly in front of her. Father was fast asleep by her side, snoring.
Mother saw me at the doorway and motioned me to come to her. She hugged me tightly but I tried to keep my cock from touching her. She looked up at me, silently with a wan smile and rubbed my back with her hand. I copied her with mine. My cock was hard but this time it didn’t bother me so much. She looked down, noticing the bulge it made in my shorts and I smiled sheepishly. Before we separated she pulled me down to kiss me, as I went to hold her my hands brushed against her breasts and I felt an electric shock as I felt the soft heavy mass of them. This time, before going back to bed, I went to the toilet and masturbated vigorously.
In the morning we once again said nothing about the night before. Mother was wearing her Sari and blouse. She hadn’t put a bra under her blouse and I could make out the shape of her tits through the thin material of her blouse as she moved. As I was out for college mother came to close the door and before closing it she said smilingly,
“I don’t mind your erections at all and I hope you enjoyed yourself in the toilet afterwards!”
I began to shake. She knew that I had tossed myself off in the toilet! Mother had never spoken to me about sex before, it was as though she was expressing her true self. I could even see the smile she would have had as she said that; the mischievous smile. Well if she could say so explicitly then that I would too. When I came back from college mother was in the kitchen preparing something. She saw me and smiled. Then turned her back to me and kept doing what she was doing. I went behind her and keep my hands on her shoulder and said,
“Maa, I can’t help the erections when I feel your breasts pressed against me and I can’t get back to sleep with an erection so that is why I had to go to the toilet afterwards. You have very lovely breasts, Maa!” saying that I left the room without giving her chance to say anything. After I spent the rest of the evening in a state of nervous tension, regretting that I had said it. Mother smiled at me at dinner time though but said nothing of course. What could she say with Father around? I couldn’t wait to go to her room again and didn’t sleep at all.
Their lights went out at about eleven thirty and I forced myself to wait until midnight before going to their room. Mother was sitting up as usual, as though waiting for me. Her face lit up in a smile when she saw me. Without saying a word she held out her arms to me and we held each other tightly, rubbing each other’s backs again. I let my erection press against her this time and when she felt it she smiled up at me. I was ecstatic. Looking down at her I could see through blouse her cleavage pressed against my stomach.
Mother smiled as I looked at it. She back away slightly and took my hands and put them on her breasts. I was in heaven. My mother herself put my hand on her breast. I was unsure what to do so I brushed her stiff nipples with my palms. She didn’t let me touch them for long though. She pulled them away then stroked my face and kissed me again. I left to go back to bed but decided to show mother the effect she had on me. I deliberately and noisily went to the toilet and then proceeded to toss myself off. After I came I suddenly felt horribly ashamed of myself, knowing that Mother knew what I was doing in there. I crept back to bed silently and slept fitfully.
The next morning in the kitchen I watched my Mother as she moved around the room. The sari she wore was tight around her buttock. Pallu of her sari was between her two breasts exposing their shape through her blouse. By the time I had finished my breakfast Father had left. I took the empty plate to the sink where she was busy washing up. I was curious to know if she would say anything about the night before. When I stood behind her, so close that her Sari was brushing me. She neither turned round nor said anything.
I did not know what to say either so I placed my hands on mother’s hips to see if that would get a reaction, but she simply carried on washing up. I slid them round onto her stomach; still no response. I insert my finger in her navel and move it in circling motions. Slowly, expecting her to stop me any moment, I moved my hands up onto her breasts. My heart pounding madly as I gradually took their weight in my hands, lifting them slightly through blouse. She wasn’t wearing bra but I could firmness yet softness of her breast.
Mother had stopped washing the dishes and was now motionless as I held her tits. I felt her nipples harden and I teased them with my fingers. She wasn’t stopping me and I wondered how far I could go. I pushed against her. She must have been able to feel my erection as I could feel her ass move against it. Finally, reluctantly she pushed me away from her. Then I went off to get my things ready for college. As soon as I was out of the door mother came and said mischievously,
‘You are getting too naughty, Raja. How could you dare to do what you did with your old mother? Don’t ever do it again or I shall have to spank you!”
Despite of her threaten I could sense that she was teasing me. I decided to tease back. I placed my legs inside the door so she couldn’t close it quickly and said her,
“You might be old Maa, but your breasts not only look wonderful, they feel wonderful too. I want to feel them whenever I am close to you!” saying that I remove my leg and shut the door and ran outside.
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