Conservative Mom Fucked By Taylor
Incest
Submit Report I am a 20 year old guy. This is my first story. I like incest a lot and always fantasize about my mother. But i know that i should control my feelings. I see this story as an escape route that would help me control my feelings. This story is just fiction. My mom is a very shy and conservative. she mostly wears sarees. She wears salwar suits occasionally only.She is a loyal wife and adores my dad. But at the same time she is a sex deprived wife which i came to know later. She is very particular that her saree covers her navel. But at the same time her saree does not cover her entire tummy. A part of her tummy is visible. Also occasionally her bra straps pop out from under her blouse. She never bothers to adjust her saree or her blouse mostly because all the time she is thinking about something or the other. Mom is 41 year old. 5 feet 4 inches. Has a body figure of 38-34-36. She has a heavy body and is average looking. But she surely looks like a MILF. Coming to the story. One fine day i was watching tv in the living room when my mom asked me if i could accompany her to the tailor shop as she wanted to stitch a blouse.I agreed. The tailor shop was just 2 kilometer’s away. We got out from the house by 4 15pm but we reached the shop only by 6 45pm as we got stuck up with rain. We entered the shop. It was a small shop on the corner of the street where nobody notices. But it was quite popular as well. It was a small shop which consisted of three rooms. The first room which is the entry is the office room. the office room then leads to the stitching room. The stitching room leads to another room which is divided into 3 using thick screens. The first two cabins are for taking measurements. The third partition is for toilet. Mom was greeted at the office room by Sheela who was the owner of the shop. My mom and her were very good friends. Her husband Pradeep was the main tailor of the shop which consists of three other tailors including Sheela. Even though the shop had a male tailor, the number of women customers were high. This was because Sheela was adamant that nobody other than her would take measurements a female customer. Sheela was a short woman in her middle age. She had a very fat body much heavier than my moms. Pradeep was a long guy with a not so muscular body. He always had a sad expression on his face. ” How can i help you?”, Sheela asked. “I need this blouse to be stitched. Here is the material and here is the sample blouse,” Mom said handing over the things. “I think u might have to be measured again. You have become more heavy these days,” the tailor replied. Mom and Sheela walked onto the measuring area. I was asked to wait in the stitching room. There was nobody else in the shop other than us. “Everybody might have gone home,” i thought. I could hear them talking. It wasn’t loud but i could hear each and every word clearly. First my mom was asked to drop her pallu which she did. Now she started taking measurements. Just then my mom asked her about the different types of bra’s available in the market. sheela started furnished her with all the information that she wanted. “Why did you asked me about all these bras? Are you not comfortable with the conventional one?,” Sheela asked after she had completed her lecture. “Not at all,” replied my mom. “I feel like it does not hold my breasts firmly and it leaves marks of straps,” mom added. “Let me see,” Sheela said unhooking my mom’s blouse. Her blouse was safely kept in the cloth stand. Now she began to have a look at my moms problems. She took both breasts out of the bra. Just then the current supply was cut off. There was darkness all around except for the emergency lamp in the office. suddenly Sheela’s breathing became heavy. She started searching for the bolt of the door. She scrambled out of the cabin. She came back to the cabin with the lamp. She was looking shocked. “What happened,” my mom asked. Sheela waited for a few mins for her breathing to become normal and apologized to my mom for the inconvenience. I realized that She was afraid of darkness. It was a kind of phobia. They started to talk about various things. Then the conversation went on to Pradeep. she said that Pradeep had started taking alcohol and they were getting into frequent fights just because of her inability to satisfy his sexual desire. My mom was feeling embarrassed as she had never talked to Sheela about sex. Sheela’s eyes became wet.” we’ll go ahead with the measurements. I don’t think the current would ever come. Let me check your breasts,” Sheela said holding back her tears and checking her breast. Just then the lamp went off. Just as before Sheela ran out of the cabin leaving the door to the cabin open. My mom did not realize that Sheela was afraid of darkness. Just then a tall figure caught my eyes. It just came out of the bathroom. It had a faint red light in its hand. Soon i realized that it was Pradeep. He was hiding in the toilet. He slipped into the cabin after hiding the red light with his fingers. “Close the door,” Mom said as she thought that it was sheela. Pradeep let the door open a crack through which i tried to find out what was going on. I realized that Pradeep was massaging my moms boobs. My mom was too immersed in thought thinking about her friend Sheela that she did not realize the difference in the hand. I could faintly see that he had his cock out. He massaged moms boobs for a minute. Now he decided to lick her nipples. he had her one nipple in his mouth. then he stopped. He came out of the cabin. I returned to my old place. I was sure that mom was perplexed why Sheela had sucked her boobs when she was complaining about the poor effectiveness of her bra. But she did not say anything. Within a few minutes current supply was back. Sheela came back and took my moms measurements. Both did not say anything to each other.