Hello My Dear Readers...
The Following is A Short Account narrated by A 20 Year Old Indian Boy, describing A Sensual Dream he happened to see.
I am a little concerned whether I have got The Tenses right here, but I feel I have still been able to neatly compile this Tale.
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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I Had A Vision - A Very Vulgar Vision.
It completely shook me up, but once The Initial Stigma was over, I had desperately started to wish that it happened for Real!!
I don't know what exactly led to me having that Vision, and I don't know what it was trying to convey either.
However, what I do know is that it featured me along with The Most Unlikeliest of Companions, in a scenario capable of besting The Wildest of Dreams I would have had until then!!
The Vision began with images of My Mom, in an extremely excited state, and unable to control her happiness, as she finally gets to be in Paris, a city that she had always wanted to visit.
Of course, she wants to immediately start roaming around the very pretty streets, and also, in a fashion similar to the other touristy women there - I do try to talk her out of it, and I am very hesitant about allowing her to implement her plans, but when she finally says it is only when My Dad is not around that she can wholeheartedly do it, I agree to her wearing Modern Hot Clothes.
I go on to tell myself that I should just not bother too much about her dressing, as it was no big deal in that big town, also going to the extent of convincing myself that it was fine to see My Mom in her Sexy Avatar, once in a while!!
Truth be told, I still did not even understand why it was only the two of us on Vacation, and why the rest of The Family was missing - But having said that, I also did not understand how we could have possibly left India without ever having Valid Passports.
Well, I guess that is why this is only a Vision - An Otherwise Impossible Event!!
Decked in A Not So Tight but Short Red Colored Dress, with Spaghetti Straps, that could be Easily Categorized as A Micro-Mini Attire, revealing an ample amount of her creamy cleavage, and almost the whole of her toned legs, My Mom gladly paraded around Paris, not at all concerned about her huge round melons fighting to fully bring them out of the stretchable fabric, or her thick lusty thighs hardly being covered.
She looked Supremely Sexy, with the bright material decently sticking onto her curvy body, and the very mention of her garment alone being good enough to tear apart The Homely Housewife Image she decorated all these years - She had never made herself look so extremely desirable, and the fact that one could so effortlessly guess she was not wearing anything intimate underneath, only made her appearance seem even hotter!!
My Mom was tempting everybody in the surrounding to hit on her, and on a couple of instances, even made her Own Son wish he himself had not put on any underwear that day, just to allow for a more relaxed time for his straying manhood, that was clearly under a lot of pressure to explode.
I was somehow able to fortunately still keep myself under control, and proudly get back to my sane state, though only after ogling at her assets for more than hour - I soon simply continued playing the smart tour guide, and after a while, it all seemed very fine!!