Broken Strings - Part 2 (Passionate Foreplay)
Following is a creative work of fiction about passionate foreplay. It involves intimate moments of both physical and psychological nature between mother and son, intended for fun. All the names, characters, and incidents are works of pure imagination. They do not resemble any real-life names, characters, and incidents. In the first part of the story, a beginning has been made where a single question from mom will change everything. By the time I finished my homework, my mom almost finished preparing dinner. All the while intermittently flashing her naughty smile and exchanging smiles. I was the first to finish the homework. As I arranged my books in my bag, my mind was back at her. My mom is still in the kitchen, and I went into the kitchen. I picked the glass of water from the tumbler, and my mom turned back to see who it was. Again we exchanged silent smiles. She turned towards the stove to complete the curry. I just got bold enough. By dipping a finger in the water, I rubbed it over the mid-riff. She just jumped over to look at what I was doing. She raised a hand with the same naughty smile as if to beat, and I moved away, smiling silently. Then she reminded me that my siblings are in the next room by keeping a finger on her lips. I winked my eye and made a pout with lips as if kissing her, and retreated to the entrance. As I retreated, I looked back at mom, who now gave a naughty smile looking in my direction. In the next few minutes, both my brother and sister had completed the homework. My mom was done with her cooking. We soon sat for eating. While having dinner, mom and I have exchanged some secret glances and smiles. By the time we finished dinner, I was fully charged up. Slowly both my siblings have reached the bed. Usually, my mom will sleep on the edge beside my sister, followed by my brother. Then on the other end of the bed to the wall, it will be me. But that day, as she was retiring to switching off the lights before going to bed. I signaled to sleep beside me. She looked at me and then asked my brother to sleep on the other end, which he liked very much. And switching off the light, she adjusted between my sister and me now. I was on cloud nine, and my mind didn’t know what to do. I moved close to her and put my hand over her. Her body is now under the blanket. But I could feel the warmth and smoothness of her body. Even though the mind is filled with lust, it was still a mother-son coziness. I want to move out of that coziness today and make her feel the man in me. I waited till both my siblings went to sleep. My mom moved towards my sister, facing her back to me. I thought that was the right time to make my move. So I pushed my hand inside the blanket and boldly pulled her sari, which was tucked in. That woke her up. I pushed the sari sideways to expose her waist. She held my hand tightly as if not to move and turned her head to look at me. Since it was dark, we could not see each other, but we know that we are looking at each other. I did not attempt to take a back step. I pushed my waist, which pushed my hard-on on her cozy ass, and gyrated it slowly. She didn’t attempt to move, but now she left my hand. I used my force to free my hand. Holding it tightly at a proper place on her waist, I pushed my dick on her ass and made very light movements at times. She did not move, nor did she responded to the gyrations of my dick on her ass. Slowly I got the crack of her ass and stuck my dick into it. She released a low moan as I pushed my dick strongly into her ass crack. I buried my face between her neck and shoulder nape, kissing it. But it was then suddenly there was a knock on the door. I had to release my grip, and she had to get up to check the door. It was my dad who came in the odd timing again. He went to refresh and came back in a few minutes. He was attempting not to make sounds so that he would not wake us up. He wanted to take his wife for a fuck in the next room. They whispered to each other and left the room. My mom looked at me as she left the room and closed the door behind her. I was left there un-finished while she fulfilled her husband and filled her pussy. I don’t remember when she came back, but it was early in the morning. When I got the sense, she was beside me sleeping. Taking that as a chance, I got into her blanket and got close to her. She was awake when I took back my position on her ass crack. She did not respond. I worked my dick in her crack for a whole 3 minutes and released kissing her neck. Then she pushed me back, asking me to sleep properly and reiterating that my dad is in the next room. I obeyed her instructions. Over the next 15 days, we continued a similar arrangement minus naughty smiles from mom and our smile exchanges. She is a devoted wife and a caring mother. Only at night, she slept beside me and accepted my advances. My routine was fixed. I stick my dick in her ass crack and play around, and then dad comes to take her to the next room for a good fuck. Then when she comes back, I finish coming in my pants sometime between 2 AM and 4 AM. This became the routine for us for the next 20 days. I was eagerly waiting to take our relationship to the next level. After a month, my dad talked about going out of the station for work and not returning until a month. He was giving instructions to mom on how to manage things and handed her some money. I was instructed to get things from the market whenever needed. As he was instructing, I looked at her. She did not respond with her naughty smile. And realizing that he will leave the next morning for work has excited my hormones. To this was added fuel. I was asked to get some groceries in the evening. By the time I came back, I was welcomed by my beautiful mom in her most beautiful attire. She was in the best sari of her life, which will haunt me for the rest of my life.