Mom After Mom Season 2 Part 12 They Are On Their Own
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The next day we woke up, lying on one another. I was the first to open my eyes to see her fair and flat belly. I raised my head to only find her half-naked and full breasts over me. The sight instantly triggered my lust, or should I call it fondness.
I looked at her face and her fair cute expressions always put a smile over my lips. I moved up, over her body and hugged her tightly to which she adjusted herself, enclosing me in her wide arms.
I rested my face on her chest, snuggling over her soft and cushy pillows of flesh. My arms pressed her under-breasts and she played with my hair, only in her sleep. I gently placed my lips over her bosoms and kissed them.
They never fail to entice me. My palms encircled her flesh and started caressing them slowly. I knew I had emptied it last night and there won’t be much milk. But the taste of her skin delighted my tongue and it craved its favorite dish.
I started feeling her skin with my lips and tongue, taking in the milky smell all over, brushing my nose and lips everywhere. My facial hair used to poke her tender skin and she jerked pleasantly with a sharp moan.
Di – “What happened! So romantic this morning!” (as she brushed the sleep off her eyes)
Me – “What to do? You are turning more beautiful day by day.”
Di – “Don’t butter me. I know men use these kinds of statements only when they want something.” (turning my face sideways playfully by my chin)
Me – “I am not like all men you know. I really like you, Di.” and I kissed her palm
Di – “Just like! I thought you loved me.”
Me – “Like. Love. Crazy. Take all the words from the dictionary and yet it won’t fulfill my expression.”
Di – “Mmmm, that was heavy!”
She placed her palm over mine, which was occupied in pleasuring her breasts. She pressed her breasts with my palm once and then again. Then she took my palm along with the other towards her lips and kissed them for a while.
Di – “I love you, Mannu.”
Me- “I love you more than you do.”
Di – “Shut up. I love you more.”
Me – “Ok we love each other equally!” kissing her palms again.
Her palms still held mine and they were the only ones separating our lips. Her lips kissed my palms from the other end and my lips kissed hers. Then I moved to her left and kissed her cheek. She left my palms and held my face. I dropped my palms as well and looked into her eyes.
We both knew what was next as she closed her eyes slowly, advancing her lips ahead. I joined the action and placed my lips over hers slowly. We pecked a little and she drew me towards her for a deeper kiss.
The morning breaths were stale initially. But as the heat emanated from our bodies, we exhaled the hot air into each other’s mouths. It turned fresh or rather didn’t feel stale for us anymore.
My free hands searched for her boobies and her fingers roamed over my chest. It wasn’t as hard as athletes but strong enough to be felt manly for her. I mauled her breasts as our kiss turned lustier and her nails scratched my skin.
We grew active as we kissed, and the morning laziness washed off quickly. Our tongues wet each others’ lips and we were rolling over the bed, end to end. Our naked tops brushed against each other and I could feel her softness over me.
My hands went down from her breasts and caressed her waist. Her button went deeper as my finger dug in. She moaned with my lips stuck to hers but we were in no mood to leave each other.
I was moving down to her crotch and back to her tummy again and again. I was tempted to touch her birthplace once again. The juicy warmth it gave my fingers last night was forcing me to go downwards.
My fingers brushed her skirt’s entrance and she adjusted herself allowing me to do what I wished for. I was surprised initially but later felt that she must have enjoyed what I did last night. I was not going to disappoint her.
I inserted my fingers inside her skirt, lowering it as I moved down and entered her love hole. My fingers touched its entrance and she was sighing deeply. I teased her by not letting in and she was moving her hip ahead to let me in.
Our lips were glued to each other as I moved my finger all around the entrance but didn’t enter inside. I wanted to give her the utmost pleasure. I wondered if my fingers gave her that amount of pleasure, what amount of pleasure she would get if I used my penis.
It wasn’t the longest, but it had enough thickness to grip her walls tightly. I loosened my shorts with my left palm as her privates played with my other hand’s fingers. She wasn’t aware of the happenings around as she thrust her hole onto my fingers.
My ugly brother was free and was all excited to enter its destiny. It stood erect and thick enough. But I rubbed it further to turn it to its thickest form. It took a couple of minutes to take that form and I gently moved my member near her hole.
I intensified the kiss as I put the hard stick at her entrance. She jerked at it and opened her eyes. I continued to kiss her intensely and was about to enter her hole and she moved back.
I wasn’t expecting that reaction. I felt it was just because of her initial hesitation. I thought she would feel better once she got used to it. So I tried to enter her again and she moved back further. She broke the kiss all of a sudden and pushed me away.
Di – “Stop it. Mannu. Just stop.” (she bent her head seriously)
Me – “What happened?”
Di – “It’s just. I am not just ready for this yet.”
Me – “What’s wrong. We love each other a lot. It has been some time we have been feeling each other’s bodies. It was just last night that we touched our privates as well. What is stopping you now?”
Di – “I am sorry, Mannu. Touching is fine. But this is different. I don’t know what to say!”
I just felt very bad. I knew I had to understand her feelings at that moment. But my inner ego didn’t let me do that. All these days I have been understanding, but I felt left out when she stopped me today. I got up from the bed and picked my shirt.
Di – “Mannu. Wait. I didn’t mean to hurt you, dear.”
Me – “I know. It’s just, I need to be alone for some time.”
Di – “I am sorry dear. Please come back. Let’s talk.” (looking at me sadly)
My cock went limp long back and I was feeling down then. I was not in a mood to talk to her. I wore my shirt and walked out of the room. She jumped off the bed and walked behind me holding her t-shirt over her chest.
Di – “Where are you going? Stop.”
Me – “I will just be back in sometime. Don’t worry.”
I held her cheek and walked out of our flat. I went out for a walk over the streets. I took a few minutes to go through all that happened and looked over my deeds. I did feel bad then when she pushed me off, but I had to give her some time.
We were getting along intimately but this is just another level. I am her brother and this was sex. Any girl would need some time to adjust to it. I realized that I did wrong. I turned back and walked towards our flat.
I entered the parking lot and Shweta was coming out from the lift. She found me and blushed all of sudden. There was tension in her face and she walked towards me. I waved at her as she waved back at me.
Shweta – “Hi Manas. How are you doing?”
Me – “I am doing great. What about you?”
Shweta – “I am doing good too. Thanks for asking”
Me – “Ok. Carry on. Looks like you were going out for something.” (I started moving towards the lift.)
Shweta – “No. Wait!”
Me – “What?”
Shweta – “I need to talk to you about something.”
I sensed it had something to do with her hints earlier. But I thought it was too early for a girl to start talking about it. But I couldn’t hurt her by stopping her. So I listened.
Me – “Yeah, go ahead.”
Shweta – “When you said you didn’t have any girlfriend then! Was it true?”
Me – “Yeah. Why would I lie?”
Shweta – “Guys lie about this easily since they don’t want to lose their chances against another.”
Me – “Well I wasn’t one of them.”
Shweta – “I thought so too.”
Me – “Thanks. So?”
Shweta – “So what do you think about me?”
Me – “In the sense…?
Shweta – “What’s your opinion about me?”
Me – “I like you. You behave well. You are sweet”
Shweta – “Thanks.” (she blushed again)
I thought that it was getting worse. I needed to get out.
Me – “Is that it?”
Shweta – “No. Actually. I. How can I tell you? You are dumb.”
Me – “What! What do you mean?”
Shweta – “ I mean. I dropped hints earlier. But you didn’t get it. All other guys would have jumped at the first hint”
Me – “I didn’t get you. What hints?” I acted as if I was not aware.
Shweta – “Ok. Let me clear it.” (she took a deep breath)
Shweta – “I think I am in love with you.”
She uttered the words in a hurry trying to avoid eye contact with me.
Me – “Are you serious?”
Shweta – “Which girl would lie at this?” (she looked at me angrily)
Me – “No I didn’t mean that way. We just met a few times and I can’t believe you started loving me.”
Shweta – “We met only a few times. True. But I was stalking you for a long time.”
Me – “Really!”
Shweta – “Yes. I was impressed by your looks the first day I saw you. I closely observed you since that day. The way you behave with people, your gentle and helpful nature increased my impression. I could not help but fall in love with you.”
Shweta – “I tried to let you know that in many ways but you didn’t get my hints. I wouldn’t have told you this so soon but I am leaving India in a week. So I was waiting for us to get alone to tell you this. I felt today was the chance or I won’t be able to spit it out ever.”
Me – “Okay. This is a lot to take. (I cleared my throat and took a minute) Look Shweta.”
Shweta – “Please don’t say no.” (She looked at me pleadingly.)
Me – “Please. Don’t take this other way. But I can’t love you back”
Shweta – “But why? So you did lie about your relationship! Wait. You don’t like me! I should have realized that when you didn’t take my hints.” (she grew tensed contemplating all possibilities)
Me – “Shweta. Calm down. It’s nothing as such. I am just not into relationships right now. I had a bad experience earlier and that is the reason I kept away from relationships.”
Shweta – “One girl can’t set an example for everyone.”
Me – “I know. It’s not just that. I am not out of her yet.”
I lied. She looked down sadly and I rubbed her shoulders. She let a tear roll down and I was worried. I hugged her from her side and brushed her hair.
Me – “Don’t take it personally, Shweta. Let’s just be friends. We will be chatting and talking on the phone. Whenever you come back to India, we can hang out.”
She controlled herself and wiped her tears.
Shweta – “Can I just hug you just once? I don’t know if I can do that with you. But please just allow me at least this.”
I nodded and she came around and hugged me tightly. Her breasts touched me. I felt awkward but I did let her take her emotions out. She moved away after a while. I moved towards the lift slowly after wishing her all the best.
I entered our flat and locked the door. There was silence all over and I didn’t feel her presence. But I thought she must be in the bathroom. I went around and got fresh in some time. But she wasn’t around still.
That worried me and I started searching all over the flat. I went over to the kitchen, bathroom and then when I finally reached our bedroom, I could see that it was locked. She would take a bath usually in the connecting bathroom but she wouldn’t lock the door out here.
This worried me further. I shouted calling her name again and again in worry as I kept knocking the door. The door clicked open after a few minutes. My knocks pushed the door and she stood silently with her head down behind it.
She was all dressed up with a few ornaments over her and she was blushing like a new bride. She was dressed in a white transparent saree with the golden border over it. She draped it tightly and I could see her curves properly.
I was shocked at this but entered the room. She walked back to the bed and I could see her white blouse full with her breasts from her side. Her tum folded itself as she bent her hip delicately.
Me – “What were you doing all this time!”
Di – “Getting ready for you!” (she stopped near the bed)
Me – “What!”
Di – “I said I was getting ready for you.” She looked into my eyes deeply.
Me – “Getting ready for me! Is this happening?” I looked at her shockingly.
Di – “Yes my love. You are my prince from today and I am your princess.”
Me – “Really! This is unbelievable. What happened to you!”
Di – “Nothing. I just opened my eyes now. I was blind until now.”
Me – “Wow. But this is not because I felt bad and all right? You don’t have to worry about my stupidity. I was just not myself earlier and I am sorry for that. You just take your time, Di.”
Di – “Shush.”
She put her finger on my lips and dragged it down seductively. She dragged her finger further down over my neck and she held my shirt’s collar. Her fingers curled over my top button and she started undoing it. One after the other, my top buttons were undone slowly as if they were under her spell.
Me – “Oh. What are you up to!”
Di – “Not me. You should be up to something now.” (she pulled me onto her making us fall over the bed.)
Di – “Now tell me. How would my darling like it? The lady on top. Or the gentleman working it out!”
Me – “You mean we can have it. I mean we can really have sex?”
Di – “Of course dear. Just take me. Take me onto you. Do whatever you want to. I am all yours, my love.”
This is the end of this episode and the story will be continued in the next one. Please share your feedback in the comments or mail to
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