Once a Son Not Always a Son

Hello My Dear Readers...

The following New Story focuses on the Intimate Bond between a mother and a son, that turns sexual despite initial preventive measures.

The Plot of this Two-Part Series is set in India, and the same is told in Third-Person.

I have tried my best to make it as interesting as possible, and I really hope all of you will like the attempt.

Happy Reading!!

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It was with a very heavy heart that Nayan finally decided to ask his 20 Year Old Son, Ahan, to move out.

They had been living together since forever, and the 40 Year Old Mother had single-handedly taken care of her lad, after his birth, and though she still sincerely loved him, she was also adamant about not having him under the same roof!!

Nayan knew Ahan was still a young boy, and only halfway through college, and having him stay away from her was something she never really wished for - She knew he could never support himself, and live on his own, but the last few months had been a morally disturbing period for her, giving her enough reasons to strongly believe she had to take the harsh step.

To be precise, the Single Mother was tired of regularly finding her Adult Son shamelessly lusting for her, and brazenly checking her out, in spite of all the warnings she had given him each time she caught him stealing her Used Undies - It broke her badly, and though she was not exactly disowning him, she was clear she did not want him in the house!!

When Nayan ultimately conveyed to Ahan what she had planned for their future, the latter just could not accept it - He looked a little too shocked, and his face had turned so red, it was as if she had also already unfairly slapped him.

Truth be told, the Engineering Student never ever considered his actions faulty, and he was so convinced that his deeds were harmless, and never warranted punishment - In-fact, he was of the view that he was only being helpful, giving his Lonely Female Parent the attention she must have been craving for, whatever he actually meant, and how ever scandalous the thought was!!

Ahan did try to casually explain what his true intentions were, but Nayan was in no mood to let him make things worse, and strictly instructed him to immediately pack his bags, and leave.

There was an uneasy silence in the humble two-bedroom villa, until the son walked out of the front entrance, a few minutes later, and though he had noticed his mother to be equally teary-eyed, when she slammed the wooden door behind him, as soon as his exit, they both knew their present relationship was over - Of course, the senior was going to share with the junior the meagre sum she received from various welfare groups, but either of them were certain about the fact that the chances of them being in talking terms were minimal!!

Nayan rightly expected her life to turn better, as she willingly got out of the unwanted mess created by her son, but much to her own surprise, she was mostly seen crying.

The newly found freedom allowed her to sign-up on multiple dating websites, and give another shot at finding meaningful love, and thereby forget the recent troubles - However, the overflowing line of crude immature teenaged men, in each of the platforms she logged-in to, only managed to remind her of her biggest worries!!

On the other hand, Ahan was even more gloriously struggling, unable to cope up with the sudden changes, and responsibilities.

He found the college hostel a miserable place to be in, and from what his mother was sympathetically depositing in his bank account, he could not even afford to renew his porn magazine subscriptions, let alone hook up with a pro, and get rid off the incestful burden he had been carrying with him!!

Fortunately, there is always light at the end of the tunnel, and the two souls soon began to feel at ease with their new conditions.

Nayan introduced herself to the magical world of masturbation, happily reaching her first climax in more than 20 years, and later relentlessly repeating the act, making up for all the lost time - Ahan not only got himself a part-time job that allowed him to partially stand on his own feet, but he had also started an affair with his classmate, allowing him to get laid for free!!

3 months quickly went by, and everything remained normal, and the two central characters had even deliberately ignored the memories of each-other.

Things had reached a stage where it was safe to say that the duo were complete strangers, only for a very boring afternoon, in the beginning of summer, to pave the way for an extremely emotional re-union!!

Nayan very unexpectedly ran into a busy Ahan, when she went grocery shopping in the same super-market her supposedly studying son worked - Watching him tirelessly handling the boxes in the storage section, tore her apart, forcing the mother in her to hurtfully question her integrity.

The sorry sight filled her with sadness and remorse, but the irritation she felt, witnessing her boy in the exact state she had never wanted to see him, prevented her from straightaway expressing her genuine concern!!

Nayan : What The Hell are you doing here!!

Ahan : Excuse Me, Madam... How can I help you??

Nayan : You better don't piss me off more!! Understand?! What do you think you are doing here!!

Ahan : Can't you see what I am doing!!

Nayan : You are supposed to be in College!! I did not pay for your education to have you begging on the streets!!

Ahan : I don't think I am really interested in talking about what exactly you have done to... For me... You have only... Ok... Fine... I don't want you to create a scene here... Please understand that I have not bunked classes... The exams got over last week, and I am just trying to make some extra money, working full-time during the holidays... I hope you have got enough to now leave me alone.

Nayan awfully felt a sharp knife piercing through her stomach, listening to her once dear descendant hastily expressing his disappointment, and all she could do was stand jolted as he got back to doing his duty - She felt ashamed of the pitiful situation she had designed for Ahan, and was more upset about the reality that she had never really cared to wonder how well he would have been doing after he left home, and she felt bad she was not even aware of his academic happenings!!

Nayan : Listen...

Ahan : Stop following me.

Nayan : Why are you doing this??

Ahan : I already told you why!!

Nayan : You could have informed me if you needed more money!! You should have come to me!!

Ahan : Why!!

Nayan : Because... I Am Your Mom!!

Ahan : I did not think you would approve of me calling you that anymore... I did not think you would like to be My Mom anymore...

The son's honest yet unkind words hit the mother harder than he would have intended, and though she had fair reasons to validate her prior decision, she simply could not afford to spot him surviving like a rejected orphan - Nayan herself always had a tough life, being dumped by her controversial former lover after making her pregnant, and then getting thrown out of her own family, and though she was jobless, and never financially safe, she still had taken great care of her precious child.

She for sure knew Ahan would act cold towards her, when they ever got to meet, and she was prepared for it - But now that she had really experienced it, she felt literally crushed, and she was hurt, and she just could not take it!!

Evaluating the scenario, Nayan was more than convinced that she had to make amends, despite the verity that she was not even thinking of asking Ahan to return home, for good.

She thought she would be more sweet to him, like before, and maintain contact with him, and staying put for more than an hour to catch him in the middle of his break, she wholeheartedly proposed to him the idea of meeting for lunch, during the weekend that followed, happily updating him with her new mobile number, and almost pleading him to give her a call!!

Nayan did sense she was doing a foolish thing, practically hinting at the possibility of giving Ahan another opportunity, but deep inside, she was of the opinion that she was making the right move, as long as she did not emit out any wrong signs.

She was hoping for them to together fix an appointment, over the phone, and spend a few hours in a very crowded restaurant, a couple of days later, before going their own separate ways - Having said that, when she very surprisingly noticed his tall figure waiting at the doorstep, even before she herself got back home from the store, and in a matter of seconds, not only was she alarmingly stunned, but she also very contrastingly broke into a pleasant relieved smile!!

Nayan still was slightly hesitant about the arrangement, yet polite enough to invite an eager Ahan in to the very space she had once pushed him out of, gleefully permitting him to make himself comfortable in the mostly empty living room, he previously spent most of his time lazing.

Even before the mother finished keeping the keys in her hand aside, she very kindly, read very bluntly, confessed to him how badly she had been missing him of late, irrespective of all the instances she had fought with her inner self to confirm she did not crave for his presence, and even before she finished her dialogue, a sentimentally overtaken son bent forward to lovingly hug her - Though not so interested initially, she reciprocated the physical affection, gently patting him on his broad shoulders, and when she later also felt him delightfully caress her curvy hips, in an exciting fashion, she only went on to amusingly surrender to his advances, and hug him tighter!!

Regardless of the hatred Nayan had against Ahan, for the latter's unacceptable sexually charged behavior, the one thing that the former always agreed to was the realization that she found her son to be a very hot hunk, especially when he walked around topless.

He often hit the gym, and his chiseled abs, and toned muscles, were a wonderful sight to lose oneself in, and the only real problem she had with him, during the improper challenging phase, was that he had also began wearing his boxers extremely low, in an attempt to provocatively expose as much of his crotch as he could to his displeased mother, who was in actuality fighting a battle of her own to not permit her yearnings to get the better of herself!!

The above mentioned detail is definitely not a piece that directly takes the narration forward, and a major part of the information does not include any data Nayan could be proud of, as they not only contain clues connected to the degree of her potential straying, but also earnestly suggest the probability of Ahan's horny nature not being the sole issue.

Well, honestly speaking, she very well knew she could not forever resist him, if he continued to arouse her, just how his soft presses were then turning her on, and she knew her desires would soon boldly defeat her - It really was not because she did not love him that she wanted him out, but because she did not want to love him in ways a mother should not love her son!!

Coming back to the highly progressive event, Nayan and Ahan had wickedly let go of their inhibitions, and swiftly shifted to seductively touching each-other, loudly kissing all over their respective faces, and before they knew, their lips had locked, and they were both passionately smooching, scarcely bothered about the societal consequences.

The erotic aura around them was indisputably at it's peak, but there was also no denying that the achievement was a combined result of the feelings the son had always very openly expressed, and the fondness the mother had always kept hidden!!

One act of stimulation led to another, and by the time the least likely couple had completely stripped out of their clothes, presenting their bodies to one another in the fully naked form, Ahan had more than a dozen hickeys on his neck, and Nayan had very visible bite-marks on either of her tits, shedding light on the intensity of their fruitful foreplay.

It was more than just conformable that the mother and son had crossed all lines of decency, yet neither of them had felt more virtuous before, and they had also never felt so alive!!

Nayan very conveniently proceeded with guiding Ahan towards her bedroom, firmly grabbing his arm, and though she had earlier sternly prohibited him from entering her personal territory, at that moment, there was nothing else she wanted the area to be occupied by than his well built structure.

The mother shyly ogled at the Throbbing Monster in front of her, granting additional permission for her holes to vigorously leak, while the son made himself more hungry, trying to guess the sublime dimensions of the Dreamy MILF he had just owned, as they both desperately waited for each-other's signal, to cross the last hurdle of doubt!!

To Be Continued...