What Is Impossible? Part-1
“Raju, Vidhya tai is planning to come over. Today.” I was busy reading an incest story on my phone on a Sunday morning when my mom said this. I wondered how Vidhya tai looked. It had been over 20 years that I had seen her. I am Rajiv. Height 5;9 My age is 34. I live in a rural village of thane district near Mumbai. Vidhya tai was my distant cousin. She used to take care of me as a child and had gotten married when I must be 10-11 years old. I’ve never seen her or never even remembered her till now. But I was reading an incest story about mother and son and staring lustily at my mom’s back side, so as soon as I heard Vidhya tai’s name. I wondered what windows of opportunities may open. My wife is an extremely god loving woman and at the age of 30 she has already lost interest in sex and devoted herself to prayers after my son was born. So my sex life was pretty much ZERO. She had gone to attend a cousins wedding for a week. I was supposed to join her on the last day. My father passed away 10 years ago. My mom is 55 years old. Take Jaya Prada for closest resemblance. I’ll describe everything eventually as we proceed with the story. Me: okay. Mom: you will have to pick her up from the station. Me: okay. I went to my room and got dressed to go to the station. When I came out, Mom: will you recognize her? Do you even remember how she looks? Me: tell her I’ll be waiting at the ATM near the banyan tree. White pathani suit. And I left for the station. I reached the ATM and waited. This station that I’m talking about, is not a crowded and busy one as u find in cities. This is a pretty relaxed place with 4-5 hawkers and few shops. The train comes to every 30-45 mins. The train came in after 15 mins. I was looking at ladies who climbed down the railway bridge. Trying to connect to the face that I had a vague memory of. Just then, I realized there was a lady standing next to me. I looked at her more carefully. She was wearing a maroon colored saree. Big binding on her forehead. Hair, tightly tied in a neat bun. Big beautiful eyes. Vidhya tai!! Me: Vidhya tai?? Vidhya: Raja!!! She hugged me tightly. And held my face in her hand. She had a few dots tattooed on her face near eyes and on the chin and had a lot of earrings. Vidhya: you have become a big man. I smiled and took her bag and walked towards the car. She followed. Vidhya: I thought I recognized you at first, but I wasn’t sure. U were a baby when I had last seen you. Remember, you used to sleep with me and I used to bathe you every morning? I wasn’t sure what to say. I smiled and kept driving. She looked attractive. She was tall 5″6′ perhaps. Her arms looked firm. She must be working in her fields. That’s all I could make out right now. We reached home. She hugged my mom. They were both very emotional as they were meeting after very long. They sat on the sofa and kept talking. I left her luggage in the guest room and came back. I did not involve myself in their conversation, just sat in the hall and looked into the newspaper. I just wanted to be present around and check her out more. I could she her more clearly and comfortably now. Vidhya tai wasn’t fat at all. I’m not sure if we could say thin. I’d give you actress Radhika apte from the movie parched for closest body resemblance. Vidhya tai was a perfect desi beauty. I was stealing glances at my mom and Vidhya tai. After a while, we had our lunch. Mom has an unavoidable habit of taking an afternoon nap. She soon retired to her bedroom. I went to the terrace and lit up a joint. Vidhya tai was watching TV when I came up. Just as I canned my joint I saw Vidhya tai climbing up. I was buzzing because of the joint. Vidhya tai came and sat on a half wall in front of me. She enquired about general stuff. Vidhya: say. what’s new? Me: (shared my professional overview) Vidhya: my son will finish his graduation this year. Please help him with his career. Me: okay. Vidhya: why are your eyes so red? Me: happens sometimes. Do you drink? I mean, will you have a beer later in the evening? Vidhya: haaw! You drink??? Me: no no. I quit. But I don’t mind giving u a treat :-) Vidhya: what if aunty (my mom) comes to know? Me: she generally doesn’t come up. I’ll ask some one to slip a few beers on the terrace by 7. Vidhya: I’ll have one glass only. I laughed at her and after some general conversation, I said. Me: I was expecting you to look older. I was kinda stunned when I saw you. Vidhya: I know you were stunned. I noticed how you were looking at me earlier. I was embarrassed. Me: I was just looking. Vidhya: when is your wife coming back? Me: A week from now. Why do u ask? Vidhya: just like that. Come on, show me your room. We walked down to my room. She got comfortable on the bed. I was sitting on the chair. Vidhya: do u want to take a nap? I thought she would leave if I said yes. I just switched on my computer. Me: I’ve got some mails to finish. Vidhya: I’ll take a nap here. This bed is very comfortable. I cursed in my mind “bhenchod,Accha chance gaya.” She would have probably let me lie down next to her. soon she fell asleep. I opened Indiansexstories.net and opened a mom and son story from incest category. As I continued with the story, my dick got erected and I was rubbing it from over my track pant. I looked at Vidhya tai and thought I should seriously try to do something. After a while, mom came to my room and Vidhya tai woke up. I too got freshened up and went to the terrace of my bungalow for another joint. Now my home isn’t secluded or in the farthest corners like in most stories. It’s right in the center of the civilization. We have bungalows and small houses around my home. I called out to a boy from the neighborhood. I asked him to get a beer at 7 in evening. I went down and sat in the kitchen where mom was preparing dinner and Vidhya tai was sitting on a chair at the dining table.