Seducing my sex goddess, My Mom
Hi, I’m Siddharth, and my mom’s name is Pallavi. I am here with an unusual mom-son sex story . We are a family of three: me, my dad and my mom. My dad is a normal employee and doesn’t care too much about my mom’s body. Usually, my mom sleeps in the hall, and my dad and I sleep in our rooms. My mom is a housewife and olive in complexion. She has an appealing body. She is a bit chubby in some areas, but I like it. One thing I love about her is she always wears a saree. Her exposed areas never bore me, especially her back between the neck and above her blouse. I love her nape (below her neck and above her blouse). It was in junior college when I used to watch romantic songs. One day my mom was sleeping, and I casually slept beside her (facing toward her). I wasn’t getting any sleep, and my mom casually hugged me and pulled me. It was unintentional, but my face was on her breasts almost. I got a clear cleavage of her. I hugged her back and slept. That evening I watched some romantic songs, and this time, I imagined my mom. It was one of the best masturbations I had. Then I decided to have a romance with her. I didn’t want to fuck her. I just wanted a sexual relationship. I started to sleep beside her whenever I had a chance. I like to sleep with her back facing me, and then only I can kiss her nape (neck portion). One day, I slept beside her early morning, saying that I was not getting sleep. I hugged her behind, placing my hands on her navel and smelling her hair. I enjoyed it a lot. I used to do it more frequently, in the early mornings and afternoons. I also used to move her saree to touch her navel. One day, I got too horny and placed my hands on her breast and cupped it. I acted innocent. I have this beautiful technique where I match the breath of my mom. And when inhaling, I press the boob and release it while exhaling. This continued for months. I also used to rub my cock against her back. When she slept facing me, I used to kiss her forehead. I loved placing my hand on her waist curve. It was heaven. I also once rubbed my cock against her pussy. Although she wears a saree, it feels good. My mom thought I was doing it unintentionally. Mostly I used to do this when she was asleep or half-sleep. But one day, I went overboard. I kissed and licked her nape. I didn’t stop even as she moved away from me. The next day, when I used to place my hand on her, she started removing it. She never talked about this openly. But I got embarrassed and didn’t bother her for the next 2 years. I completed my junior college and moved to a hostel for my studies. I had to leave my mother. Even though I never bothered her in these two years, I had romanced her twice or thrice midnights when she was asleep. I mostly used to kiss her waist and nape. My mom trusted me for these two years. In the last year, I had become normal with her. I started hugging her while sleeping. I felt so emotional leaving her. I couldn’t. But I had to. I used to talk with her every day. And it was the festival holidays. I returned home. My mom was cooking some sweets for me, and straight in went and hugged her from behind, pressed her waist, and placed my face on her nape. It was just love. She was very happy to see me. In my hostel days, I was introduced to this incest relationship and started imagining my mother. She became my sex goddess. When I returned home, I wanted to fuck her. Now my mom trusts me. So I started moving close to her. One day in the afternoon, my mom was in bed with me. We talked for a long time. She casually pulled me close, saying, “You may be missing me, right?” She kissed me on my forehead and cheeks. But one kiss rightly landed on the left of my lip. I felt it differently. It was purely unintentional by my mom. Now I wanted to seduce her in any way possible. It was early morning, and my mom was wearing her saree. Her blouse was not fitting well, it was tight, and she called me to fix it. My dad was there in the hall. But she asked me, maybe because I was near her. I went and hooked her blouse, taking advantage. I also adjusted her a bit and her panty as well. I pulled it a bit down, saying it was loose. She took it casually. The next day, she cleaned the house, and I helped her. In between, I cleaned her navel, pretending there was some dust. I also massaged her shoulders when she was watching serials in the afternoon. I used to smell her used clothes and masturbate at night. One day, she came and slept beside me in the afternoon. We talked for some time about my hostel days, hugging each other. I started to move close and tight in between talks. I touched her everywhere possible. In between the talks, I also pulled out her blouse a bit. I caressed her waist, and she pulled towards me in between. I knew what I was doing because my dick was touching her. I didn’t wear underwear, and she also felt it. And she turned, facing her back to me. This time I didn’t touch her. After some time, she used to turn back to sleeping flat and talk about something. The same continued for another time. After that, when she turned, she faced her back to me. I went and placed my hand. She was quiet for some time and tried to turn back. I didn’t give her any space. She was tightly held between my body and hand. After some time, she turned, facing back. I took my time and moved my hand to her navel, smelling her hair. I then started to kiss her nape (the neck area). I also changed my hand positions and caressed her hair. Anyone seeing us would say we are making out. I kissed her nape thrice, and she enjoyed it. She said, “You are blowing air here,” showing at her neck with a smile. I replied, “What to do? It’s too hot!” She was quiet. I moved her hand with my face and kissed her again. I was in heaven. Then she moved again, but I didn’t stop. Then there was a phone call, so she had to get up.