The story continues.
We all are having our breakfast at the dining table. When my dad told my mom that I slept in their room last night, my mom frowned a lot at me. She was looking at me angrily while having her breakfast. We were looking into the eyes of each other. But, one can say I see with lust towards her.
My motive is very simple. Before doing a thing, I think a lot. But, after, I do not give a damm thing about it. I know she won't tell me to leave home. But if she does, I can now leave on my own. So I am looking at her confidently.
It was a Sunday morning, and my dad insisted we go to the movie. He asked me to come, but I told him I was not interested. My brother and sister are up for the movie. He asked my mother.
Mohan (to Pranathi ): Pranathi! Will you come?
Pranathi (looking at me): I want to settle some things. You guys go.
After ten minutes, they started their way to the theatre. It was 10 am, and 11 o'clock was the show. To reach the theatre, they started early and went. Now my mom and I alone are there at home. I was busy with my work on the laptop.
My mom came beside me and sat on the sofa. It had been 15 minutes. We were not talking to each other. I broke the silence first
Me (looking at my laptop): Will you speak anything or stare at me like that?
Pranathi: Aren't you ashamed of yourself for what you did last night?
Me: I feel very bad about it, mom. But, at that moment, I could not control myself. And you were so horny.
Pranathi: So what idiot? Why didn't you open up in the first place?
Me: Yesterday night, I smoked and came to sleep. I got scared. What happens if you find out about this habit?
Me: And the time I was going to open. You put my hands on your breasts and cussed vulgarly. By doing so, I had a hard-on. I could not find any other situation and made use of it.
Pranathi (very angrily): So you smoke regularly?
Me: Yes, I do. Everyone does this in the software world. Are you angry at me because of smoking or last night's issue?
She started crying and told.
Pranathi (while wailing): This not the way how we nurtured you?
Pranathi: (while wailing loudly) You did it purposely because you know I can not tell this to anyone.
I went to console her. I put my hands on her shoulder and gently cared.
Me: Mom, please do not cry. I didn't think so much. I went with my senses.
She did not stop her crying. Her eyes and face became red. Those tear drops fell on her breast over her saree. Making a thick black line on her face due to the eyeliner. I looked at it. But I only remember the last night's incident.
I thought about how I squeezed those big boobs with my bare hands last night. I was staring at her breast only. My both eyes fixed on them. I saw my mom, who was now very angry at me. But, did not utter a word. She stopped crying and looked at me.
I held her pallu and left it on the ground showing her big boobs. She stood idle while I took off her pallu. At that moment, I had a rock-solid hard-on and told.
Me: Mom, I am sorry for what I have done. And... And... what... What I am going to do to you now!
By saying so, I went near her face and licked those tears on her cheeks. She did not utter a single word. I did not understand what was going on. I kept my hands on my mom's blouse, holding her boobs and squeezing them very hard till my heart desired.
Me: Your boobs are so fluffy and touchy, mom.
She still stood dumb. I am in no mood to control myself. And I hugged her very tightly. I kissed her on the neck and made a red bite mark. I went near her left ear and sucked it. I put my hands in her hair and kissed her on the forehead. Her hair was tied in a ponytail.
Me: Say something, mom.
I saw her again, and she still stood dumb, looking at the ground without even blinking her eyes.
Me: Speak up, you dumb bitch.
I grabbed her by the breast and yanked her upon myself. Her soft 44D boobs touched my chest firmly. I put my hands on her ass cheeks through the saree and petticoat. I squeezed her ass cheeks roughly.
With all the lust in my head, I cannot think properly. I took some deep breadth and told
Me: I am sorry, mom. My eyes were closed with lust looking at your Beauty. Sorry, I am leaving. I need a smoke very urgently.
I turned myself and started going out. Suddenly I sensed someone holding my hand behind my back. I looked to see who it was. It was non-other than my beautiful mom.
