Good to see people on this planet with common tastes. Loving mother is such a divine thing if one believes in it deeply.
My writing reflects my love, affection and physical need for my mother. So without effort the story comes out in such way. I have masturbated 100s of times looking at my mother's cleavage, or when she used to change her saree or just her lips when she speaks. It is a wide range of emotions.
As my mother she could quickly capture my thoughts and while being bit standoffish in the beginning gave into the inevitable. Falling for my overtures was inevitable.
I read somewhere that a woman cannot resist a man who fights on her behalf. It actually happened with me.
While the story I you read is imaginary really what happened is quite different.
I am an engineer. My mother is as I describe in the story. Voluptous, very fair, nicely formed and curvaceous where it matters. Wide hips, beautiful tummy. Wonderfully formed breasts..almost similar to the Aladdin's Magic lamp with the nipples sticking out like the lamps mouth. Very dark nipples which used to stick out when she would wear a blouse without a bra. Her arm pits would sweat profusely and seep through her blouse underarms making her look and smell divine.
The best feature is her face, angelic, round with nice cheeks, fantastic nose with a nose pin. Her wide forehead with black eye brows and expressive eyes complete the whole package except two important features which drive me crazy.
Her lips..cherry in color, oozing with shine, very pulpy and very tasty.
Her Back. Wonderfully flaring out and nice round buttocks which twitch and fall and rise when she walks.
Overall a great lovely motherly lady.
She is sweet and musky everywhere. I know because I have kissed her lips, I have taken her tongue in my mouth and caressed her tongue and her mouth's insides for hours.
I know because my cock has felt her hot tongue, her wet lips kisses and her mouth on them. She likes it the best when she pushes the foreskin of my cock back and then takes me in her mouth all the while looking at me intensely to convey her love and pleasure of the activity.
I know that she is sweet and musky because when I kiss her in between her legs I can smell her sweat, and when I lick I get a tangy ethereal flavour of her pussy. I can bring her to climax by just licking her pussy. Oh! when she comes I can feel the juices oozzing and her grunts and sounds of pleasure.
My friends, sorry to have given such a long account of my mother and her special features. I just get carried away when I think of her.
Now what really happened.
As I wrote my father was an alcoholic. Failed in business and frustrated in life. I had finished my Engineering Degree and found work. I started earning handsomely and suddenly things changed at home.
My mother gave such hints of change first. Earlier my father would get food hot cooked when he felt hungry and I would get after him. My mother would take his opinion on what food she should prepare the next day. She would ask him money to buy the groceries, she would ask him and inform him before going out of the house to temple or shop or even to gossip in the neighbourhood.
At the end of the first month of my working I took the salary from my company and took it home. I called my mother to my room and gave her the Cheque. She looked at it and smiled happily and passed a comment "from now on you are man of the house'. I said I did not understand. She quickly looked at me with a twinkle in her eyes and said "you will understand all the things in the course of time".
Next day was saturday and morning she came to me and asked me what I would like for breakfast. I said anything. She asked me again, "please tell me because I would like to prepare stuff that you like".
