Hello My Dear Readers...
I have been writing incest themed stories, mostly focusing on mom-son relationships, for sometime now.
I wanted to try something light-hearted, featuring a young & naive stepmom and her stepson, who is expecting nothing sexual from her. This is my humble attempt on the same.
Happy Reading!!
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Sidharth was both bothered and excited. He had just landed back in Mumbai, after completing his studies from a university in UK. He was on his way home, and he was going to meet his new stepmom for the first time.
Sidharth's parents had divorced 4 years ago. His mother married again just two months later, but his dad remarried only three months ago.
His dad, Vijay, was now 48 and his mother, Sangeetha, was 45. They were a happy couple, until Sangeetha was caught cheating on Vijay, with her boss's son.
Sidharth spent most of the last 4 years in UK, and when in Mumbai, he lived with his dad. He did visit his mother after she left home, but he could never forgive her.
"Welcome back, Sidharth!! It is so nice to have finally met you." his new stepmom said, helping him get his bags out of the car. She gave him a quick hug, with a pat on his back.
"Oh Hi Tanisha Aunty, I mean Mom. Err, Mummy.... It is nice to meet you too." Sidharth stuttered, but tried staying calm. It wasn't just that he did not know how to address her, he was also surprised to see her. His dad did tell him she is much younger, and only 34, but she looked like in her 20's.
Tanisha looked very beautiful in a tight pink shirt, casually tucked into a slim-fit dark blue jeans. Her black hair very well complimented her medium colored skin. She easily looked young enough to be Sidharth's wife.
"Just call me Isha, okay. I know it will be difficult to start calling me 'Mummy' straightaway. We have talked very little over phone, and I don't want you to feel over burdened." his stepmom, Tanisha, tried helping him relax, and settle down.
"Well, okay Isha... Thanks for that. I actually do not have any problem calling you 'Mom' or 'Mummy'. I was just a little nervous meeting you for the first time." Sidharth clarified.
"I completely understand Sidharth. I am going through the same phase myself. I think it is both funny and amazing that I have to take care of such a big baby boy. I am greatly looking forward to it, though." Tanisha said, smiling, and offering Sidharth a glass of cold water.
Vijay was happy to see his new wife and son, bonding. He very well knew Sidharth was not fully convinced with his decision to remarry. But he was confident Tanisha will make life better.
"I actually have to get a few things ready for my Delhi trip, this weekend. Why don't you two spend time together, and get to know each-other?? Maybe, also order food online." Vijay said, as Tanisha gave him a thumbs up. Sidharth, too, was fine with the idea.
As soon as Vijay left, Tanisha and Sidharth started talking. Tanisha had so many questions for Sidharth, and also had a lot to tell him about her life so far.
They talked about Sidharth's life in UK, what he plans to do next, and also about his mother Sangeetha.
Sangeetha's affair was very much a shocker for her son. Sidharth loved his mother, and never ever thought she would turn out to be someone so slutty.
What was worse about the whole situation, was that Sangeetha ended up marrying her boss, and most people believed it was they who were having an affair. Only Sidharth and his dad, Vijay, knew, that the whole drama was to save the image of her boss's son.
Sajeev Mullya, a business tycoon, now aged 76, did introduce Sangeetha as his fourth wife to the world. But inside their house, it was his youngest son, 22 year old Vishal, having his way with Sangeetha.
When Sangeetha started her secret love life with Vishal, he was only 18. So, Sangeetha was having an affair with a boy who was 2 years younger than her own son.
"I know it must have been really hard on you. Your dad told me everything about it. But it's okay. We won't talk about it here again." Tanisha tried comforting Sidharth.
"And whatever it is you need, you must tell me, okay. I am your mother now, and I will be there for you." Tanisha reassured Sidharth. Tanisha, however, very well knew she was just 10 years elder to him, and it wouldn't be all that easy.
Sidharth listened to everything Tanisha had to tell him. Tanisha at times seemed to be immature for her age. She did say a lot of things that sounded very stupid, but Sidharth felt Tanisha was just naive and innocent. He was starting to like his new stepmom.
Tanisha and Sidharth were running out of topics, when she shockingly asked him if he was a virgin.
"What??!!" Sidharth was stunned to hear that question from Tanisha.
"Have you at-least touched a woman's breast??" Tanisha continued, with no change of tone.
"What the hell, Isha??" Why are you asking me all these??" Sidharth was letting his displeasure be known.
"Stop freaking out, okay. This is very important. I wouldn't ask this otherwise." Tanisha said, with Sidharth looking at her unconvinced.
"Have you ever played with a woman's boobs, Sidharth??" She asked again.
"Why do you.." Before Sidharth could ask his stepmom why she needed to know, Tanisha interrupted him.
"Can you just say Yes or No?!" Tanisha asked him, louder.
"Yes, I have. I do have a girlfriend back in UK. I don't know what is next for our relationship, though." Sidharth said, quickly, hoping to finish the conversation.
"Okay, I won't pester you asking for more details on your relationship. There is something else that urgently needs your attention." Tanisha had her hands on the top button of her shirt, as she finished the sentence.
"This may sound very stupid, but I cannot ask this to anybody else." Tanisha had already started un-buttoning her pink shirt.
"Tanishaa!! Stop it!!" Sidharth screamed, with shock and fear. He was just not ready to watch his stepmom strip for him.
"Don't yell, okay!!" Tanisha said, further un-buttoning her shirt.
She had undone most of the buttons, and though her shirt had not been fully parted to the sides, her teasing cleavage was clearly revealed.
"Can you touch my boobs, and tell me if they feel real??" Tanisha asked Sidharth, very casually, with a certain calmness in her voice.
"What is wrong with you?? Are you crazy??" Sidharth could not believe what he had just heard. He had his hands on his head, in pure disbelief.
"Stop over reacting Sidharth. They are fake tits!! I just got a boob-job done, and spent a lot of your Dad's money on it." Tanisha was now clarifying her actions.
"The 35 day period, the doctor instructed to have no physical contact, has come to an end. And tonight is when I am going to offer my bigger boobies to your Dad. I really don't want him to go mad when he has his hands on them." Tanisha finished, as Sidharth listened. He still felt this was not appropriate.
Tanisha, however, quickly un-tucked her shirt, and removed it completely, without waiting for Sidharth's approval.
"Is this really happening?!" Sidharth asked himself, finding it extremely difficult to believe what he was seeing.
His young stepmom stood in front of him wearing just a bra, and her tight jeans.
Her pink colored plunge push-up bra had white laces on the cups, and held her hooters in perfect shape.
Tanisha's boobs were firm, ripe and enchanting. They were big enough but not huge. They, however, also looked bigger than one could make out when she had a top on.
"My boobs were earlier sized 34B. Now they are 34D." Tanisha told Sidharth what had changed.
She quickly grabbed his hands and placed it on her bust, with her palm over the back of his. Sidharth felt like a puppet, and did not know what to do.
