Mom’s group fun

My name is Jayanraj. Mother’s name is Divya. I am 24 and my mother is 43 now. But what I am going to say is about an incidence which happened when I was in 12 th standard vacation when I saw raw sex for the first time. Actually I kept on noticing things for almost a year, but didn’t know what to do. Whether what was happening was wrong or right I didn’t understand.

But deep within there was a feeling that something which was wrong, was happening around me. I was a simple boy who had been taught that sex is a bad thing, not to be discussed or shared with anyone. I had no one to fall back to ask. If I asked my mom she would have beaten me like a dog. If I asked my friends they would have made fun of me. So I kept it to myself and waited for the opportune moment to arrive. Now I will start with the story.

My mom is beautiful and has figure of 38–32–35 size. Mom is of wheatish complexion around 160 cm tall. She had long hairs like all Malayalis do, she loved flowers in hair, had big and round butt, her breasts were stout and heavy, her big sparkling eyes black in color, small nose and she boasted smooth tummy. She was very good to look at. All my friends were her fan and would love to be in my house just to taste idli.

She was admired at by all even in the locality and family. Everywhere I saw people watching her up and down whenever we had to venture outside. It was the time we have started our house renovation. The house was partially demolished to give it a new look. We vacated the concerned portion and started staying in the remaining part of the old house partially demolished. It was only me and mom. Dad was in gulf working at that time.

I used to stay in a shed nearby and mom in the room. We made sure that at least one room and kitchen were not demolished of old house. Mom used to sleep in kitchen and I was made to sleep in the room covered with shed. The toilet was in the courtyard so I had to cross kitchen when ever I had to pee.

This place is at Chennai. Basically we are from Kerala but settled in Chennai as dad was working there for long time. We had a trustworthy servant as mother’s household help, our servant Baburaj was from a poor family and stayed on top of a hill which we have.

He looked after our rubber plant and house work also. But not kitchen work.

He used to stay vigil sometime at construction site. Life was going on in usual pace had I not got suspicious of mom and Baburaj’s behavior. Last few nights I noticed that when ever I woke up for peeing I used to see light emanating from mom’s room and when I looked for our servant, he was not in the shed he slept within. Which raised doubt in my mind sometime, but I shrugged it off thinking it was mere co incidence..

I never expected mom to do anything wrong. She was goddess for me, my real life idol whom I loved a lot. But that perception was soon to change. One fateful night when I came out for pee at night I didn’t switched on lights of my room or courtyard or toilet. When I came outside I heard mom’s voice in whisper.

She was telling some one, “Oh…now…come inside. I can’t take risk…” with low voice from the side door of the under-construction house where servant Babu used to sleep. I thought mom wanted something from him. But to investigate further I hid behind the construction material and watched. Babu came out of his room and mom was pulling his hands. I tried to have a better look of mom. I was surprised to see them as mom was in nighty and Babu was in fully . Continue reading……..

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