Real seduction of my mammi

My name is Rohan.  Let me describe about my self I am 32 5 feet 7 inches old from indore, these are incidents that happened when I used to live with my mamaji at their house for 2 years as my family was going through bad financial times so my mother decided to send me to my mamaji so that I can live their and learn some business and continue my study as well, my mamaji lived in a joint family with his two brothers, so I had 3 mami's the eldest was kiran mami she was around 34 she was around 5 feet 3 with 34 28 38 and 2nd ranjana mami was around 30 and around 5 feet 5 and 36 25 38 the last was usha she was 23 and was around 5feet 7 inches and was slim 32 25 36 and was little dusky, they lived in a single big house where there was entrance to house from two sides as there were streets on both sides of the house and all my mamaji had their own kitchens and had own entry and exit doors on both sides of the street.

I was 17 when I went to live to their place my mamaji's had their own businesses I was given choice to work for any one of them, I decided to work for the mamaji who owned a supermarket of medium size, so my duty was to open the shop at 7-30 am everyday as in city like indore where they business starts early morning.  I had to live with the mama who had super market and his wife "Ranjana mami" she was a beautiful lady and took care of my needs with love, after the morning business hours everyday I was given 1 to 2 hour break for lunch and I could take it any time I wanted in afternoon, so everyday used to go after 1-30 pm afternoon when everybody was away from homes except my mamiji's "ranjana mami" so it was nice time to be for lunch, one thing was great about Ranjana mami was that when ever I used to go for having lunch she used to make hot chapattis for me and served me hot food though it was the time to sleep, she used to hot the food and then put on the dining table and continued with her work.

It was small part of house where ranjana mami used to live they had 2 rooms kitchen bath room and toilet ,one room they used as bedroom and other was comman hall where I used to live and sleep.

Mother Son Love Affair

This is an incident of July 2001.  I had just returned from my college and holidays were going on.  I was 22 years old then.  My college was going to open on 26 July.  I reached my home on 12 July and the story really starts from there.

My mother is 51 yrs old with normal figure.  I had lust for her for the past few years.  But here lies the contradiction.  I never wanted to have sex with her as she is my mother but yet when I masturbated for the first time.

I was thinking about her melon boobs, her legs, her waist, her hair, and how I was on top of her holding her boobs smooch her lips and having intercourse, etc

And yet I had no inclination that the monsoon of the year 2001 is going to change my sex life forever.  We live in a big house with father, mother, sister and me.  Sister was out of town for studies and hence only three of us were.

I reached home on 09 July and life was only meeting friends, video games, eating, enjoying the weather and sleeping.  Life changed from 14 July.  Will give you all exact day and night account of what happened between me and my mother.

Amma & Me

Let me introduce myself. I’m Shekar, 5’9” and 75 kg with an average body. I never gave much importance to my body as every guy does. I was in my last year of college when we struck upon the idea of me and my mom going to our native place together. We boarded the train from Chennai and reached the village in the evening. Every thing was fine till we reached our place. We had our own house to stay whenever we go there. It was bought by dad a few years ago.

Ours was a very small house in a small village that it had more farms than shops in the locality. There were no relatives for us in that village that we had actually come to settle a dispute between our relatives regarding a farmhouse that was given to mom by her dad, that’s my grandfather.

The house we were staying was actually very small with two floors. The house was so small that it had only one room when dad bought it and had it renovated by adding a floor above. The entire top floor had just a bedroom with a parapet wall and a cloth screen to seclude a place for bath and some area for kitchen. Even the screen cloth had gone to rags due to years of neglect, leaving behind virtually nothing to cover for the bath except the hip-high parapet wall. The ground floor was mostly left unused as the food grains were stored in it. The first floor was also a single room as I said with some area left for cooking. The same area doubled as bathroom. The house didn’t have a full-fledged toilet also. The large backyard with trees, grass and bushes was used as open toilet as it is used in the Indian villages.