Crazy Family Wedding - Part 1 (Hitting On Mom Again)
Hey guys, I’m back with another story about my crazy family. I hope you’re doing well. Those of you who haven’t read my previous stories do give them a look. Check out the story with my drunk mom , for this one is linked to it. I’m sure you are already familiar with me now, so we’ll skip the introduction and get right to business. So 2021 seems to be the year of weddings, apparently as almost everyone around me is getting married! First, it was my friend, then a few colleagues, and now my cousin sister Shanaya. She’s a couple of years older than me, but we’ve spent most of our childhood together and are very close. Uncle Sam (Shanaya’s dad) is a wealthy businessman. So the wedding was going to be a grand one, that was for sure. Dad was in Dubai for business. So it would be just mom and me to attend the wedding. After our last encounter, this was the first time I’d be seeing her again, and I could not get those final words she said out of my head. I had thought about having sex with her again almost every day after that day. And this wedding could be a great opportunity. Mom left for Mumbai from Jaipur. We were to meet at the airport as we had to board the flight to Canada where our relatives lived, and the wedding was. We met at the airport as planned. I hugged her tightly and squeezed her boobs against mine, and gave her a peck on her cheeks. She seemed to get a little awkward because of this and didn’t say much. I thought maybe the thought that she’d done something bad had hit her after we had sex. The flight was late, so we had to wait for a few hours. We got to talking, and slowly things started getting back to normal. Then mid-conversation, I told her, “Look, mom, I know you’re thinking about what happened the last time we met. I know you think it was wrong, but it wasn’t. You’re a woman. You have needs. You just fulfilled them. There’s nothing wrong with that.” Listening to this, she put her hand on my face and said, “I know, baby. I’m not concerned about it. We had a good time, and I really enjoyed it. It’s just that when I saw you, all of it came back to me, and it felt a little weird. But now I’m okay and really looking forward to this trip.” Her words calmed me down, and soon we boarded the plane and landed in Canada. Uncle Sam and aunt Selena were there to pick us up. It was pretty cold for us. We did reach a week before the wedding functions began to help and spend time with the family. More relatives were to join in the next few days as well. Aunt Selena looked pretty hot to me. The last time I saw her was around 6 years ago when they moved to Canada. Since then, she’d transformed from a simple Indian housewife to a smoking hot milf! Uncle Sam didn’t look bad either. Both were very fit and looked really good. I barely managed to keep it in my pants when I met them! We exchanged greetings. Aunt Selena hugged me. I felt her huge breasts crush up against mine. Then we drove home in their car and admired the beautiful views along the way. They owned a mansion in the suburbs, which was really big and a perfect place for a quiet, peaceful vacation/getaway. As soon as we went inside, Shanaya came running down and hugged me tightly. I hugged her back, and we were so happy to see each other after so long. She looked really hot. Her skin fit jeans perfectly, hugging her hourglass figure and her crop top exposing quite a lot of navel. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her nipples were pointing out because of the cold weather. We started talking about all sorts of things. Aunt Selena asked Shanaya to let me freshen up and rest for a while as we had a long journey. She showed me to my room. Mom insisted I share the room with her as there would be many guests coming soon. I was a little upset because I wouldn’t get some privacy. But I was excited to make more progress with mom now. Shanaya then left, saying, “I’ll be back to call you when dinner is ready. Until then, you guys get some rest. It is really so good to have you all here!” We both smiled. Mom started unpacking. I took off my jacket as the heater was working well in the house, and now it was pretty hot. My t-shirt was actually covered in sweat now, so I took it off. Now I was in my bra and jeans. Mom looked at me and then stared at my boobs for a while. I looked at her and smiled and said, “It isn’t the first time you’re looking at them!” She quickly snapped out of it and got back to unpacking. She took out some clothes and a sexy black bra and underwear along with jeans and a t-shirt. I got close to her and said, “It’s very hot in here. Take off the jacket.” As I started unzipping it and pulled it off. Her red shirt was netted and was showing off the white bra underneath. I got close to her and started unbuttoning her shirt. She closed her eyes like a shy girl on the first night of the wedding. I took off her shirt and fondled her big heavy boobs. I then unhooked her bra, and her boobs fell down, relieved on my hands. I cupped her boobs as I kissed her neck. “Hmmm,” she let out a very slow moan as she enjoyed this. Then she quickly pushed me on the bed and ran to the bathroom to take a bath. “Not fair, mom!” I yelled from the room. “Everything is fair in love and war, my love,” she replied from the bathroom. I was frustrated. I took off my boots and jeans and was now sitting on the bed in my bra and thong. A few minutes I heard mom’s voice. It was low, so I went closer to listen properly. “Baby can you get me the towel, please,” she said as she’d forgotten it during our little tussle. I saw this as a golden opportunity. I quickly stripped naked and took the towel, and went to the bathroom door. She opened the door slightly to get the towel. As soon as she grabbed it and pulled I slowly pushed the door and got inside. “What are you doing!?” she said.