Losing virginity to my south Indian mom

Hello everyone; this is my first story. I have been a reader for the last 15 years. I am from South India, and this story is about me losing my virginity with my mom. Kindly ignore my mistakes, as this is the first one.

Let’s go back to the old days when I was in junior college. I started watching porn on my PC whenever my parents weren’t home, and I used to masturbate a lot. I was addicted to MILFs and used to fantasize about myself with some random hot-looking auntie and masturbate. Then I completed my public exams, and my summer vacation started as I was about to join an engineering college. I had a long leave ahead after my exams, and my lust for my mom started during this time.

When I used to stay at home with my mom, my dad was doing business. Dad used to come home late around 10 pm. My mom was 45 years old when I was in junior college. She was like a mature, whitish-coloured woman with nice boobs, and she was a bit religious.

One day I went to the kitchen to get something, and Mom was taking water by bending herself. Then something happened to me when I saw her cleavage through her nighty. Then she kept her dupatta aside as she was cooking. From that day, I started to sneak a peek at my mom when I got a chance. But most of the time I failed.

I even tried to see bare legs through the bathroom door when she used to bathe. But only her feet and some part of her legs showed up. My lust started growing day by day, and I wanted to taste her.

One day I had a plan; I started wearing lungi, and it was new to me. I couldn’t wrap it properly, so I went to my mom in the kitchen and asked her to wrap it for me. She was friendly to me, not too open, but you guys know how mom-and-son relationships are.

I wanted to wear anything inside, and she helped me by removing it and wrapping it properly. But she didn’t open it too much. I could see my cock, and I thought she might have noticed it. By the way, I have a thick 7-inch tool, which I was not so proud of till my first experience.

Coming back to my story. Days went like this, and holidays were nearing their end, and I wanted her badly. I used to sleep with my brother in our room and my parents in another. Summer was at its peak, and it was damn hot, and in our room we didn’t have AC.

So we decided to sleep with our parents as there was AC in their room. My brother and I used to lay on the floor on a thin mattress and our parents on the bed. I used to sleep near the bed, so on top of my mom, next to my dad. I took this as an opportunity and wanted to touch her at least once when everyone slept. So I waited to hear my mom and dad snoring to start.

Sometimes my mom used to sleep facing us, sometimes towards my dad. One night when she was facing my dad, her round ass was at the edge of the bed. I gathered my courage, and I started slowly touching it. It was like heaven.

It was the first time I was touching a woman’s ass, and I could sense she was not wearing anything inside, and slowly gaining my courage. Then I placed my hand between the cracks, and suddenly she moved.

My heart was so fast. I thought I got caught and moved my hand immediately and acted like I was sleeping. She got up, adjusted, and slept again, as she didn’t have much sense of what happened. Nights went like this, but I couldn’t succeed much, so I thought of another plan.

My mom used to sleep after lunch, and no one used to be there as my dad was at the office and my brother was at the school. Then I started sleeping next to her on the bed as I told her I needed to sleep in AC, and she agreed.

As our room has a thick curtain, it used to be dark when the lights were switched off. The bed was not too big, and when we slept there, there used to be only a 6-inch gap between us.

On the first day, my heart rate was very fast. I was sweating in the AC too, thinking about the approach. I could see my mom sleeping, and I slowly moved toward her inch by inch. Then, she suddenly turned in the opposite direction, and I was a bit disappointed. But I didn’t let this opportunity go.

My brother would be back home by 5 pm. Before that, I needed to do something. She slept like her ass was near my cock, and I started slowly moving my hip toward her ass. She was wearing a saree at that time, and I slowly moved towards her.

My cock was like a hard rock, and I slowly touched my mom’s ass with it. It was such a damn hot feeling. I was slowly pushing my cock towards her. Suddenly she moved, and I immediately moved away. She turned and slept facing the ceiling.

Now I could see her nice boobs going up and down and wanted to touch them and was too afraid to do so. I gathered some courage, and I moved as if I were moving in sleep and kept my hand on her shoulder. She didn’t react, and I slowly moved my hand down towards her right boob.

I was able to touch the side boob, and I started pressing it slowly, and it became stronger. Suddenly, my mom woke up and was surprised at what was going on. She pushed my hands and I pretended to sleep. Then she called my name, asking me, “What are you doing?”

I tried to pretend, but inside I was like, “I am going to die.” She went out and slept on the sofa. I felt so guilty. I was not ready to face my mom. She started avoiding me and didn’t talk like before. I felt so bad. But one day, the opportunity struck again.

I will continue the story in the next part. Till then, enjoy reading.

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