My Enjoyment with My Mom

This all started in the early 90's. Ours was initially a joint family where there are so many ladies at home. I was the first boy born after a 30 years in that family. So I was liked by everyone.

I don't say that the ladies at home are free and careless in dressing. They all are conservative. But when all the gents left for their respective jobs or businesses, ladies used to become casual about their dressings.

Along with my grandfather I was the only male at home during full day. My grandfather used to always sit in the hall from where he used to chitchat with the passers by.

There used to be a bit of open space between the living rooms and the kitchen where everyone used to have bath. Gents used to wrap a towel and take bath while ladies used to close the door of the living room while bathing.

There was a window in the living room from where we can see the bathing place.

All the ladies always considered me to be innocent all the time. They used to change in front of me or take bath without closing the door. I don't know how but I was very interested in watching them nude or topless.

The first person whom I remember that got me excited was my mother. She was plumpy and fair with big boobs. I was more a boob guy from the beginning. Only recently I started liking the ass also.

My mom never used to hesitate to change in front of me or take bath when I was walking around. I still remember a scene when she was giving me a bath. I remembered her nudity and I got erection. She looked at my erection and at my face but continued giving bath.

I never saw any sex happening though there are so many couples around. The max I saw was hugging between my aunt and her husband.

I used to peep from the window when any of the ladies are bathing. Though they openly change in front of me, I found it thrilling when I peep. I even peep on my wife, as I mentioned that it is more thrilling.

After some time, my interest towards mom increased more. I not only wanted to see her boobs but I wanted to touch them too. She always wears sarees at home and no bras and panties. Just saree, blouse and petticoat under the saree. At one point I got desparate.

My mom used to take a nap during afternoons after her work is done and lunch is over. I too used to lay down beside her in our room. One day I observed one interesting thing.

My mom is a heavy sleeper. Even if she sleeps for short period she sleeps soundly. She doesn't recognise if some sound is made or if she is touched lightly.

One day after I noticed this, I felt like touching her boobs. With lot of dare I touched slowly with my finger. She didn't budge. I touched with one finger for sometime and later added another finger.

For sometime I did so and finally I was using all the forefingers. I wanted to use whole palm but I couldn't dare to do so. Then I observed that her nap time is getting over as she started stirring. I removed my hand and laid still.

I was eagerly waiting for the next day. Next day as usual, she completed her activities and lunch and laid down for the nap. I too laid beside her and was waiting for her to fall asleep. Few minutes later she fell asleep.

As soon as I knew that she was sleeping sound I started. I straightaway put my forefingers and started pressing her boobs. The previous day I couldn't enjoy the feel as I was tensed. Now I was enjoying the heavenly feeling of pressing her spongy boobs.

I dared enough to put my full palm on her boob but ensuring that I am not pressing too roughly. I tried to be as smooth as possible. Pressing her boobs felt like pressing a mass of cotton. So soft and spongy. My dick got very hard but I don't know what to do with it.

I pressed her boobs all the while while she was napping. I didn't know what else I can do but I was feeling like I need to do something more. This continued for some time and I getting more and more confident.

All this time I used to press her boobs from over her saree and blouse. One day I felt like moving her saree aside before pressing her boobs. As I am aware of how she sleeps, I slowly moved her saree from her boobs and I could see her boobs under her blouse as she doesn't wear bra. Her blouses are not that tight as she is not comfortable with tight blouses.

I got too much excited as I was able to see a bit of her cleavage and wanted to press hard. But don't know how, I controlled myself and started pressing her boobs with full palm. This was even more superb feeling as there was lesser fabric between my palm and her boobs.

Later when she was about to wake up, I just put back the saree and laid still. She woke up but she didn't feel any thing to be out of order and carried on with her work.

After that day, daily as soon as she starts sleeping, I immediately pull aside her saree and start pressing her boobs and put back her saree when she is about to wake up. This continued for some time and I found one more interesting thing.

One day while I was pressing her boobs over her blouse, I touched her nipple. It felt a bit different. I used my fingers to catch hold of it. It was a bit difficult to catch hold of it as her nipple was not erect. But after some efforts I got it. When I was squeezing it, it became hard and I liked it very much. It was more heavenly feeling.

From then on, my activities included moving her saree aside, squeezing her boobs with whole palm, getting hold of her nipple, make it erect by squeezing it and enjoy. This continued for some more time and later I took it to next level.

After all these days of squeezing her boobs and her nipples, I felt I wanted some more. One day when I pulled her saree aside, I saw that the top hook of her blouse is gone and more cleavage was visible. I wanted to touch her naked flesh. It was very fair and appeared to be very juicy.

I dared enough and have put my finger inside to touch her naked flesh. It was an ultimate experience as her flesh was so soft as if I am touching some butter. I slowly pushed my finger deeper until I reached the aerola but couldn't reach the nipple as the remaining hooks were blocking me. I played with the flesh as much as I could reach.

The next day I was eagerly waiting for her nap time as I wanted to touch her naked flesh. As soon as she fell asleep I pulled aside her saree but was disappointed as all the hooks of the blouse are intact. I didn't know what to do. I thought of satisfying by squeezing her boobs over the blouse and enjoy and started squeezing her boobs.

But I didn't feel touching her boobs over the blouse as exciting as touching her naked flesh. I was not getting the enjoyment. I thought of explaining myself to adjust with what is available. Somehow that day was over with squeezing her boobs over the blouse.

Next day I again moved the saree aside and started squeezing her boobs over the blouse. I was not getting excited at all no matter how much I tried to explain myself. Suddenly an idea came up.

What if I open the hooks of the blouse. Initially I was tensed but I dared with the feeling that my mom is a heavy sleeper. So slowly I moved my hand to the top hook of her blouse.

I don't know how, but I was able to remove the top hook with single hand itself. Maybe cause she wears a bit loose blouse. I was surprised but also very excited to remove blouse hook with single hand. (I removed the hooks of my mother in law blouse also in the same way, which I will explain in later stories).

As I was removing one hook after another more and more naked boob was getting visible. Even though I have seen her boobs fully many times I was never more excited as I was seeing more and more naked flesh getting visible. Her last hook was tight and even when I used both hands I couldn't open and stopped trying when she stirred.

I was satisfied with whatever amount of naked boob I was able to see. I started squeezing it to my heart content. It was an amazing feeling. So soft boobs flesh, a bit rough aerola and thick nipple. I played a lot. Though whole boob was not out, I squeezed the whole as much as I could. I was even more surprised when I was able to put back the hooks when she started waking up.

Like this I enjoyed whenever it was possible for me and also whenever I got the chance. This continued for some time. Then I noticed something more interesting which took my enjoyment to next level. I will explain it in the next part.