A Son's Love For His Mother Pt 2 (Dreams About Mom)
My mother was helping me to study during my board exams. I was extremely satisfied with all the time I spent with my mother. But my mother had one little surprise left for me, and that made me think even more whether she was teasing me all along. I was in the living room when she went inside the common washroom adjacent to the living room. I could hear her pee. Before I could even start to imagine her sit and pee, the door to the washroom opened and my mother stormed outside into the living room. I could not believe my eyes. I just could not believe what I was seeing. I was stunned. There stood my mother in front of me, wearing just her kurti, and no pants. Her kurti was long enough to cover her knees. But the sides had such a high cut, I could clearly see her black panties in between the sides of her top. “Have you gone through the wild wind poem, son? It is very important. So you must look into the questions at the back of your textbook again. I really want you to do well. That is all I want, son,” she said before going back into the washroom. I could not move an inch, I was shocked. She came back outside seconds later, this time with her pants on, and smiled at me like nothing ever happened. This was more than what I could take. Though she stressed how badly she wanted me to score good marks, every-time she looked and sounded like a tease. Her actions had me asking myself questions I could never find answers for. My exams finally began, stretching for a period of two weeks. As soon as they got over, I got my computer and internet connection back. I was ecstatic. I felt I got my life back. I just could not wait to get back to watching porn. I was a little upset to know my dad and mom were going abroad for a three-week trip. I was going to miss my mother’s presence. I was used to having her around me, and I wished I got more of her body. I clearly wanted to know if she was teasing me for real too. But I had access to porn back, and being able to walk around with a hard dick all day long, watching porn non-stop, was enough to make me happy. My results were out a month later. And to everybody’s surprise, I did pretty well. My mother was very happy and said she deserved all the credit. I was more than happy to give her all the credit. Not only did she help me learn and pass, but she also gave me enough to satisfy my lusty desires. I had scored enough marks to get an admission in the same boarding school my elder sister had studied, in Ooty, a hill station in Tamil Nadu. And my dad was very happy to get me a seat there. I knew the school was a great place to be and having heard my sister talk about it. I knew I was going to have fun. Packing for school and leaving home brought back feelings I had not had in the last few years. Seeing my mom cry as I was leaving home made me regret all my sinful thoughts about her. I suddenly felt I had no lust for her, and all I had was love. Love a son would have for his mother. Love a son should have for his mother. I had no dirty feelings left for her in my mind. I realized how dearly she loves me. I was at boarding school for the next few years, and I spent very little time with my mother during this period. Whenever we talked, I had only love and respect for her. I had completely stopped watching porn and it was helping me. I felt good about myself. I was also dating a girl from my class. I really loved her. We made out a few times, and it was amazing kissing her. I never felt I was missing porn. I was having a great time at school, and I was even getting good grades. I waved goodbye to my hostel and boarding school after my exams. My mom welcomed me back home with a hug and told me I have turned into a smart young man. I was never a touchy person and always tried avoiding hugs and even goodnight kisses at home. And for the very same reason, my mother’s hug sent shock-waves through my body. I had no desire to lust for her. But I could not resist acknowledging the fact I felt her boobs crush on my chest, as she hugged me. I feared I would end up wanting her again. My mother had cooked all my favorite food, and I ate all of it. I spent the evening unpacking with the help of my mother and settling down in my room. My mother had so much to talk about. By the time she finally said goodnight and left my room, it was well past 1 am. I was so tired, I fell asleep immediately. Two hours later, I found myself waking up with a very bad headache and completely wet boxers. I was too exhausted to move until I realized I had an orgasm while sleeping. My boxers were drenched in my sticky white cum. I could not believe I had a wet dream, which was my dream fantasy. I forced myself out of the bed, to clean and change my boxers. It struck me that I had dreamt of fucking my own mother. I had cum in my sleep, dreaming about cumming inside my mother’s pussy. I was so tired, it was taking me too much time to come back to reality. I just wanted to be in the dream. I was still inside it. I could still feel my dick sliding in and out of my mother’s wet pussy. I could still feel my tongue inside my mother’s mouth. I could still feel my hands on my mother’s bare boobs. It felt so real, I could not believe it was just a dream. It was so intense, I could still feel her skin rubbing against mine. All I could do was lie on my bed, still in my wet boxers, as I tried recollecting the dream. My mother, in her green cotton nighty, sat on my lap, her face facing mine, and the thin spaghetti straps, on the right side of her nighty, conveniently untied, to have one of her busty milky breasts out in the open, waiting for her son to start sucking his own mother’s hard nipples. Her knee-length nighty was lifted up to her hips. I was now having my hands on her thick round ass-cheeks. I groped her firm butt, and as I started moving my fingers towards her virgin ass-hole.