How I met my Mother – Part 1

This is a fictional story about the lust for Mom and her friends. All the characters are fictional and strictly above 19. I prefer stories with a plot that gets us involved in the story, leading to sex, rather than stories with just wild sex.

My name is Nikhil. I am a 19-year-old guy studying in college. I am one of the popular guys in college as I am 6ft 2in tall and good looking with a gym body. I have broad shoulders with a six-pack abs.

I am an only son to my parents. So, I was a very pampered kid. My father’s name was Mohan. He died in an accident a few years ago. This had broken me as I was very close to my Dad. But my Mom took great care of me and put me on the right path again.

My mother’s name is Megha. She is in her late thirties. She is an average-looking woman with a great figure. She has amazing curves in the right places. She is around 5ft 5in tall, fair and a little plump. She has perfect-sized boobs with a round ass.

Because of her figure, a lot of guys who are in their 20s to 60s check her out. This angers me, but there is nothing much I can do about it. I try to protect her from all those stares as much as I can.

Especially after Dad died, a lot of those stares turned into advances. A lot of people offered to marry her again but she refused as she wanted to take good care of me. I really love her for sacrificing all those things for me.

My grandparents, too helped her in bringing me up. My Mom’s Mom is Tulasi. She is in her late fifties. She, too, has a great figure like her daughter, around 5ft 3in, wheatish in colour and plump. She has very big boobs.

My Dad’s Mom’s name is Latha. She is also in her late fifties. She is around 5ft 4in tall, average-sized, with decent-sized boobs. Surprisingly, no one in my family had the good looks I inherited. I consider myself lucky to have these looks.

I was a happy-go-lucky kid. Until one day, my whole world turned upside down. I got to know a dark secret about my past.

Like every day, I had gone home from college that day as well. I found my Mom crying in her room. I was shocked to see her in such a state because she was a very strong woman and hadn’t cried in a long time.

I spoke, “Mom, What happened? Why are you crying?”

She replied while wiping her tears, “Oh, When did you come, beta (son)? I did not see you. It’s nothing, beta. Just something from the past. Forget it. Tell me how did your day go?”

I responded, “No, Mom. Tell me. Did any bastard misbehave with you again? I will take care of those perverts?”

She replied, “No. It is not that.”

I responded, “Then, are you missing Dad? I am always here for you, Mom. Please don’t be sad.”

She just replied with, “Umm.”

Then, I realized it was neither that. Something else was troubling her, and she was hesitant to let it out. I continued, “Then, what is it, Mom? What is troubling you? Please share it with me so that we can do something about it.”

She finally spoke after a long pause, “I don’t know how to tell it to you, beta. Every time I see you, it reminds me of something I did in the past. I don’t know how you will take it. So, I am scared.”

This got me tensed and worried. I did not know what to expect. But I wanted to help her at any cost. I replied, “Don’t worry about it, Mom. Whatever it might be, I won’t let it come between us. I love you the most in this world, and nothing can change it. So, please let it out.”

After a long pause again, she spoke, “Umm. Mohan is not your father.” That was enough to shake the world beneath me. It took me some time to register it in my head. I was still confused and lost and was not ready to believe it.

I replied, “Stop joking, Mom. Don’t joke about things like these. Dad loved me more than anything in this world and I love him the same. That cannot be true.”
She replied with a straight face, “Umm. I know it must be hard for you to accept it, but it is the truth.”

She continued, “This is a secret no one in this world knows, including Mohan. Even I realized it only a few years ago. Since then, this secret has been eating me away. Every time I see you, it only reminds me of him as you are an exact carbon copy of him.”

This shattered my world. Never in my wildest dreams had I expected my Mom to cheat on my Dad, especially because they were high school sweethearts. I had mixed emotions. I was angry, sad, helpless, etc. I didn’t know what to say or do.

She was crying again. After standing there in disbelief for some time, I gained strength to speak, “How could you do this to Dad? He was the sweetest person in the world and how could you betray him? I don’t even feel like looking at you. I am going.”

I said that and rushed out of the house. She followed me to stop me and explain things. But I was in no mood to listen. I ran from there and kept running for a while. After some time, I was tired and sat on a bench in a park. I sat there thinking about my life, Dad and everything.

If I ever go back home or go some other place from here, should I die? A million thoughts were running through my brain. Just then, an old man, whom I failed to notice next to me, spoke, “Is everything alright, young man?”

I was pissed and answered rudely, “Why do you care? Mind your own business, old man.” He replied patiently, “Looks like you are in a bad mood. Maybe I can help you in some way. I am an old man with a lot of experience.”

I replied bluntly, “Oh really? Do you think you can help me? My Mom just told me that she cheated on my Dad, and I am not the son of the person I loved the most in this world. So how do you think you can help me?”

He replied calmly, “Oh wow. That sucks. I am sorry for you. I don’t think I can help you with that. But..”

I cut him off, “Thank you. Now leave me alone and go away from here.”

He continued, “But I can give you something which can help you.”

I asked, “What do you mean?”

He removed his watch and handed it over to me. He whispered, “So, this is my invention. You can use it to go back in time to the exact time and place you want to be in. And then you can change the course of history.”

I was dumbfounded and replied angrily, “Are you fucking kidding with me? Are you telling me this is a time machine? I can go into the past and change things. Do I look like a fool to you?”

He responded calmly, “That is precisely what it is. If you don’t believe me, you can try it. But just be careful as you can use it only once. After using it, you will have 48 hours in the past, after which you will be back in whatever present you create.”

I brushed him off, thinking he was a madman. He left soon after. I sat there for a couple of more hours thinking about my next course of action. As I was about to throw away the watch, I looked at it. It was weird and had an option to enter date, time and place.

After contemplating for a few minutes, I decided to give it a try. I entered the date, time and place that I deduced to be the date that my Mom had cheated on Mohan. And BAM! With the blink of an eye, everything around me has changed.

Night has turned to day. I appeared to be in a college rather than a park. There were not as many vehicles and buildings and pollution outside. Everyone around me was wearing clothes from the past.

I asked a passerby what the date and place was. I was shocked to learn that it was the college that my parents went to and the year was the year I was born. I couldn’t believe it. The old bastard was telling the truth after all and it was a time machine indeed.

I did not know what to do as I never really thought I would go into the past. I sat there for some time and thought about what to do. I finally decided that I should stop my Mom from cheating on my Dad, even if it meant that I wouldn’t exist. I quickly inquired around where I might find Megha and Mohan.

I got to know that they had gone to a bar and I went there. As I entered the bar, I looked around to find Megha and Mohan. But I couldn’t find them. It was then I realized that even they must be around 20 years old and looked closer now. Finally, I saw my Mom sitting in a cabin.

She was very different from when I remember her. She was very slim and looked ravishing. She was wearing a white top and blue knee-length skirt. She had small perky boobs. If only she were not my Mom, I would probably have asked her out.

She was having a drink all by herself. I looked around to find Mohan, but I couldn’t find him. I walked around the bar, and I saw him in the alley near the washroom. I was shocked to see him. I had come here to stop my Mom from cheating on Mohan. But I saw that Mohan was cheating on my Mom.

He was making out with a really beautiful girl. Much prettier than Megha. His hands were inside her top, caressing her body. His tongue was inside her mouth while he was sucking on her lips. I stood there in shock. I was about to walk away. But some guy had come and threw punches on Mohan.

Mohan left the girl alone and tried to defend himself. A fight broke down. Luckily, I was there to stop the fight. Since I was a big guy, both of them quickly came to their senses and let go of each other. After they stopped fighting, the guy took the girl away with him.

Mohan and I stood there. Mohan whispered, “Thanks, brother, for saving me. If you weren’t here, He would have thrashed me.”

I asked, “What happened there? Why was he so pissed,”

Mohan replied shyly, “That’s his girlfriend I was making out with. She was so pretty, I couldn’t resist. I made a move, and she fell for it. Tell me, is it my fault if I am so irresistible.”

I replied, “Umm. I don’t know. To be honest, that is a dick move though. Making out with a girl right in front of her boyfriend.”

He laughed and said, “You have got to take the chance when you get a chance. Anyway, let’s go. Let me buy you a drink as you saved me. My girlfriend must be looking for me, wondering where I am lost. And please don’t tell her about this.”

I was shocked to hear that. I had never seen this side of Mohan before. I always thought he was a simple and calm person. I never thought he would be a playboy or something like that. I followed him to the table. There, he introduced me to Megha.

Mohan uttered, “Meet Megha, my girlfriend. And Megha, this is…” he looked at me with a question mark on his face.

I answered, “I am Nikhil. Nice to meet you, Megha.”

Megha responded, “Nice to meet you too. Come join us.”

We ordered drinks and chatted for a while. Megha asked if I was from around there. I replied I was from another city and was passing through the city for 2 days. Over the next few hours, we drank quite a bit and chatted a lot. They told me about their college life and stuff.

I told them about my life. They were surprised that I was still single. I was happy that I was close to them so that I could see to it that Mom wouldn’t cheat. But after seeing the other side of Mohan I was having second thoughts about it.

Anyways, in a couple of hours, we drank so much that Mohan was almost sloshed. Megha and I were also pretty drunk. Mohan insisted on continuing drinking in a hotel room nearby as the bar was closing down. After getting into the hotel room and having a drink, Mohan was sloshed. He slept on the bed.

Now, it was only me and Megha having a drink and chatting. As Mohan was deep in sleep, she started opening up. She told me how he takes advantage of her innocence and makes a fool of her all the time, how he goes around flirting with other girls but doesn’t even let her speak to other boys, etc.

I felt pity for her listening to her stories. I sat next to her and was comforting her when all of a sudden, she turned towards me, took my face in her hands pulled me towards her and kissed me on the lips.

Her bold step shell-shocked me, and took time to regain my senses. After kissing for a good few minutes, I freed myself from her hands. I whispered, “What are you doing? Your boyfriend is right here on the bed.”

She replied, “So what? That bastard can go around kissing and fucking other girls. Can’t I even kiss a guy I have a crush on?” I responded, “But it is wrong. You are someone else’s girlfriend.”

She blurted, “Oh, is it? Then, I will break up with that bastard right now for you. The moment I saw you walk through that door in the bar, I felt something strange in my stomach. I will do anything to be with you and spend time with you.”

I replied, “No, no. Don’t do that. He is a very good man.”

She retorted, “Do you think I don’t know how good of a man he is? I saved up my virginity for him, but he goes around fucking other girls from our college. Even in the bar he was hitting on some girl opposite to us. I am fed up with him now. The way I feel with you, I have never felt it with him. I have decided to lose my virginity with you tonight.”

I was shocked. I responded, “What? No. No. That cannot happen. It is wrong.”

She mumbled, “Why? You don’t like me? Am I too ugly for you?”

I replied, “No. It’s not like that. You are very beautiful. Any guy would love to be with you and fuck you. It’s just that it’s a little too complicated with me.”

She looked angrily at me and gave an ultimatum, “I don’t care. You either fuck me and take my virginity, or you will be responsible for ruining my life. So you decide.”

I was shocked to hear that. No matter how much I tried to convince her, she was in no mood to listen to anything. It was then I understood that the man my Mom cheated on Mohan with was none other than me. I am my own father!

As I was trying to persuade her, she sat on my thighs and took me into her arms and sucked on my lips. After kissing for a while, my drunk, horny brain gave in. I responded to her kiss by pushing my tongue into her mouth. We kissed in that position for a good few minutes.

Then, she placed her hand on my bulging cock over my jeans and rubbed it. It was making me hornier. I placed my hand on her back and caressed it over her top. I slowly placed my other hand on her perky boobs and kneaded it. This got her aroused. She bit my lips hard.

I couldn’t take it any longer and lifted her and put her on the bed right next to Mohan who was deep in sleep. She then removed my shirt while running her nails on my body. She then pinched my nipples. Then, she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled both my jeans and boxers down.

My big, thick cock was in front of her face. Megha whispered, “Wow. This is so big. Just like in porn. I have seen this bastard’s cock, and it is not even half of it.” and she spit on Mohan. She then took my cock into both her hands and rubbed it gently.

She massaged my cock and balls for a few minutes and then licked all over them. I was loving it. This was my first time getting a blowjob. I loved the feeling. She licked all over my cock and then slowly took my cock in her mouth and sucked on it.

Then, she sucked on my balls for a few minutes. Then, she sucked on my cock until I orgasmed in her mouth. I exclaimed, “Wow. That was amazing. Now, let me return the favour.”

I pushed her onto the bed and slowly unbuttoned her top while kissing her forehead and eyes. Then, I removed her top and unhooked her black bra and came face to face with her perky round boobs. They had brown nipples. I pinched them and rubbed on them.

I was seeing a pair of boobs for the first time, that too my own Mom’s. I got super excited. I sucked on them and licked them to my satisfaction. I licked all over her stomach and belly button and reached into her skirt.

Then, with one pull, I pulled down both her skirt and panty. I came across the glorious hole that is going to bring me into this world in 9 months. I kissed all over her small bushy pussy. I kissed all over her thighs and legs. I pushed my tongue into her pussy and reached to the depths of it.

I was tongue fucking her while fondling both her tits with both my hands. She was moaning in pleasure while Mohan was snoring in sound sleep. It was getting me very excited to fuck her right next to Mohan. I alternated between tongue fucking her and finger fucking her until she orgasmed.

She loved it and let me know by shouting, “Fuck! That was so great.” Then she pulled me onto her and kissed me again on the lips. Then turned me around and placed me on the bed, and she got on top of me. She whispered in my ears, “Enough of this teasing. I want your cock in my pussy now.”

She then sat in 69 position and sucked on my cock, while I licked her pussy. After getting excited, she got up and sat in a cowgirl position over my cock and pushed her pussy onto my cock. She rode me like a wild horse for a good few minutes as I fondled her tits with both my hands.

Then, she got into a doggy position with her face facing Mohan’s face. I was pumping my cock into her pussy while caressing her tits from behind. After fucking her for a good few minutes, she finally orgasmed again. I continued fucking her.

She was a little tired, but she wanted to go on. She got into cowgirl position and rode my cock again for a few minutes. I lifted her and placed her against the glass window in the hotel room and pushed my cock into her pussy, and fucked her in a standing position.

She was enjoying it and was scratching my back with her nails. I placed her on the bed next to Mohan and fucked her in the missionary style. After fucking for a good few minutes, she orgasmed again, her third in the night. I followed her by emptying my cum into her pussy.

After an intense session of sex, she got super tired and fell asleep. But I couldn’t sleep. I just lay down there with her naked boobs crushing against my chest, thinking about what I had just done.

I thought that maybe it was destiny after all that the old man had given me the time machine. It had led to all of these incidents. After she fell asleep, I decided it was time for me to leave and disappear. I did not want to break their relationship.

I kissed her on the lips and forehead, got dressed, and left. I went and took another room and got some sleep. I kept thinking if this was how it happened in the past or if I altered the past. I had another day to spend before I found the answer.

After Megha and Mohan left the hotel, I hung around in the lobby to pass the time. It was then I saw two women in their 40s walking into the hotel. At first glance, they looked familiar. But I couldn’t recognize them immediately.

After contemplating for a while, I realized they were none other than my grandmothers, Lata and Tulsi. They looked very young and attractive. Lata was wearing a red saree with a black blouse. Tulsi was wearing a knee-length blue dress, tightly hugging her body and showing away her curves.

They looked ravishing in their dresses. But there was something suspicious about their approach. They were trying to hide their faces so no one could recognize them. I decided to investigate what they were up to as they were behaving very unlike them.