1. f****y Taboo


    Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: djamaan, Rating: 96, Source: xHamster

    This is the story of how I and my mother became lovers when I was 15 years old and how our relationship became more intimate later. My mother's name is sheela and my name is arya. We are a middle class Gujarathi f****y. My mother was married at the age of 14 to her uncle - my grandmother's b*****r - when he was 40 years old, after his first wife died. I was born the same year she got married and after me, she had two girls and a boy was born just a few months before this story starts. It was the baby that started our affair. My beautiful mother, who was only 29 years old at that time, used to breast-feed the baby, as she had done all of us. As a young boy of 15, I was attracted by her breasts, which were extremely shapely. At home, mother did not wear any bra (nobody wore bras in our village) and her breasts would jiggle nicely inside her blouse as she walked. her nipples would be pushing the thin tericotton material of her blouse and sometimes, her blouse will be slightly wet with milk from her breasts. I developed the habit of watching her breasts as the baby sucked on her breasts. Mother would not completely open her blouse, so I can get only glimpses of her nipples and aureola as the baby sucked. But those glimpses drove me crazy. Mother's aureolas were rosy in color and her nipple was slightly reddish, because she was extremely fair in color. I knew the times she gave milk to the baby and I would position myself conveniently so that I can watch her breasts, even though ...
    pretending to read my books. I never imagined that mother would be aware of what I was doing. It was after the baby started getting indigestions, that the first event happened. One evening, there was nobody at home except mother and the baby and myself. Mother asked me to sit by her side and said &#034 arya, you must stop watching my breasts when I feed the baby&#034. I was scared out of my wits that mother knows what I am doing. I could not say anything. But mother continued, &#034Your watching is causing the baby stomach problems because the milk is changed&#034. She did not say what changed the milk. &#034Are you jealous of the baby? Do you want some milk too?&#034 I was extremely embarassed, but I was glad mother was not angry at me. I just sat quiet. Then mother said, &#034Look here. You are also my baby and I have given you milk from these breasts before. So I do not mind to feed you again from these breasts. Tonight, after everybody is asl**p, you can suck my breasts and satisfy your desire. But you must promise not to watch anymore when I feed the baby and not to tell anybody about this. Ok?&#034 I simply nodded my head and was glad to run out of the house to hide my embarassment. But I was eagerly waiting for the night. Our village house was small, as all other houses. There was a kitchen and one room and a verandah outside. My father always slept in the verandah because it was cooler there. The front door was latched inside and if he wants to come in, he will have to ...
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