My Indian mom's orgasm tale - Part 1
I had returned from the hostel for summer break. I had gone for about 8 months for my college degree. My father, mother, and I are in our family. My father works near home in his office. He was very busy at work and could not pick me up from the hostel for home. I reached home about 6 pm in the evening and my mother had been waiting for me from the start of the day. I rang the bell and the door opened. My mom hugged me very fondly. I had also been missing her. She took my luggage and asked me about my journey. Our home has two bedrooms. One I use and the other my parents. After dinner, my mother insisted that I go and sleep together with them as my room’s electric connection had cut down, and the heat was very high. After too many arguments, I agreed to sleep in her room. My father called me and I came to know that he would come by tomorrow night. At about 10 pm, I went to bed. After half an hour, mom came to the room after locking the main gate. She always wears a nightie at home. But that day, she wore a saree (Indian traditional cloth). I asked why mom was wearing a full saree at home in this heat. She said all the nighties were in a bucket for washing. I wore a tracksuit and a t-shirt. Then we both went to sleep with a white bed sheet on our feet. Mom started asking about my hostel life. I said everything was going well. She had been feeling uncomfortable. Mom said if she was alone she would have slept in a blouse (on a bra) and a petticoat (under a saree). I said: Then mom, you should remove the saree (seeing her uneasy). Mom, after much hesitation, removed the saree and threw it to the corner as she had been willing to do for a long time due to the heat. She also told me that I should wear half shorts instead of full. I said: Mom, I have not brought any half pants. Mom asked if I was wearing underwear under my pants. I tried to fasten to end the conversation as I hesitated to talk about my underwear with my mom. I said, “Yeah.” Then mom asked me to remove my pants as she could see I was in the same state as her. I upright refused, but mom smilingly said what shame in front of mother and how she had seen me naked from childhood. In my mind, I said: That is not the same anymore. I confronted her for about 10 minutes, but mom really insisted, and then I said okay. I had to wear red half underwear. But when I started to remove my pants, my penis pumped a bit. I backed my mom to hide my boner and quickly came to bed after throwing my pants and it just landed on the saree. Then I pulled up the bed sheet up to my waist. Mom was also having her petticoat covered. Then she asked why I had become so shy, and I replied there was nothing like that. She said that I should not shy in front of her own mother and I nodded to her word. We had removed our clothes but it was not sufficient as the heat was very high. We were not able to sleep and were just changing sides. After half an hour, mom started to ask if I was feeling alright, and I said, “Not much.” Mom murmured that if she did not sleep, she would have a headache in the morning. I felt bad that my mom was not able to sleep. Then she asked me if there was any way to fall asleep. After some thought, I replied, “You have to release some relaxing hormones, and you will perhaps be able to sleep”. Mom asked, “How to do that?” I said: I am unable to tell you that. Mom curiously asked: Why? Then I replied: It’s somewhat hard. Mom said: What is so difficult to tell me? I am willing to do everything you will tell me to be able to sleep. Then I took a deep breath and said: Mom, listen, do not be angry at me or yell at me. Mom said: No, I promise I will not. I finally said: You have to have an or. g. asm. Mom irritatedly told me to say it clearly. I said: Okay, if you want to hear, then listen. You have to have an orgasm. And saying this, I bit my lip out of embarrassment. I thought she would scold me hard. After some silence from both sides, mom said – Mom: Okay, but the thing is… I was surprised but eagerly asked: What, mom? I apologized to mom for having started a talk like this. But she assured me not to feel sorry because, as per her, she forced me to talk about it. I then gathered some courage and asked what she was ashamed to tell, and mom whispered, “I cannot”. Then I came to know that she was not able to orgasm for a long time. I could hear a depressed voice. I asked about dad. She said they tried, but mom did not want to upset dad, so she did not tell him, and every time, she faked it. After some of this talk, mom suddenly felt a bit shy and said she was sorry to tell me this. I firmly held her hand and told her not to feel sorry. Then I became bold and said I would make it happen. Mom asked: How can you make this happen? I told her that I would make her orgasm. Hearing those words, mom took her hand away from me. I said: Mom, you said not to feel shy, and you are feeling this way. Mom said: It is not right. I said: I just want to help you. Mom said: But… I said: What ‘but’ mom? Mom said: Fine, I understand that you want to help me. But you have just turned 19. If you keep aside the fact that you are my son, then also you will not be able to make me cum. I said: Why are you doubting me? Mom firmly said: Your dad cannot do it; how can you do it, having a small age and size? I argued about why she said that. Then I asked mom if she had seen my penis and she said no. “Then how did you assume it to be small?” I asked mom. She did not say anything. “Mom, I am your son,” and saying so, I lifted the bed sheet. My dick was in a dom shape in my underwear. Mom was somewhat surprised to see my dick and jokingly asked how I made it so big. I asked mom if she would permit me to show her, and it was much bigger than it was shown then. Mom said: Okay, if you want to try. But it is for tonight only and it will remain between us. I said: I promise, mom.