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Hai, my name is cubby. I am 25 years old. I live with my mother. My mother is 50 years old very fair, beautiful, with a firm body and well built breast. If not for me being her son, people would have thought that she is still a virgin. My father left my mother, before I was born. However he left her enough money, to take care of herself and me. She is financially stable.

I have lots of friends, who talk about, of how they succeeded in seducing their mothers, sisters and having lots of fun. Some of their sisters would even introduce their best friends, for them to fuck. This subject of fucking their mothers and sisters, to them, was just like normal daily talk, and spoke without any shame, or fear of gossip by their friends.

In spite of all this talks, by my friends, the idea, of making love with my mother, never entered in my head. Everything was normal mother son relationship. We were very close to each other and would even hug each other out of affection, as normal mother son relationship.

My mother seldom went out, but lately, she has been going out more than often.

One day she came to me and said, “Son I want to speak to you, about something important.”

“Yes mom, what is it?” I asked.

“Well I don’t know how to put it son. I am afraid, of what you will think of me.”

“Do not worry mom, go ahead and say it. I love you too much, to get offended with you in any way.”

“Chubby, I have been dating someone lately, and now he wants to get married to me. I have not given him any reply, because I wanted to know your opinion first.”

I was taken by surprise. “WHAT? You want to get married at this age. What will people say? How could you even think of getting married at this age?”

“Well, if you are not happy, I will refuse him.”

“Mom, I am shocked, and don’t know what to say.”

I was really confused, and did not reply to her, and went to my room without saying anything. Few days went by when I received a call from lady.

“Hello, can I speak to Chubby.”

“Yes, Chubby speaking here “I replied.

“Chubby, I would like to meet up with you. Can we meet up some place?”

I was surprised, as I did not even know who she was.

“Why do you want to meet me?” I asked.

“What, don’t you have balls?” She replied, “A lady wants to meet you and you are neither interested nor curious to find out, why I want to meet up with you?

“Hey, how dare you speak to me like that?”

“If you are a Man, with balls, meet me, this evening at 5 o’clock, at the restaurant near your house.” saying that she hung up the phone.

I was eager to meet her, as I wanted to meet up with her, and give her a piece of my mind. So I went.

The place was empty. I ordered a drink, and sat in a corner, when a very beautiful and sexy lady, all alone, walked in. I was full of admiration for her and thought to myself, how I wish I had a girlfriend like her.

I noticed that she was not wearing a bra, as she walked, I could see her boobs swinging. Oh my god, what a beautiful sight.

My mind was running wild, thinking, how to start a conversation with her. I was surprised when she walked towards me and asked

“Are you Chubby?”

“Yes” I replied. “Are you the lady who rang me to meet you here? “

“Yes.” she replied “I am Stella, Can I sit down? “

“Yes yes….. Please have a seat.”

She sat down without saying a word, letting me feast, on her body for some time. Finally she put her hands on her breast squeezed them playfully and spoke.

“Like what you see you bahen chood.”(Sister Fucker)

“Hey lady, watch your words, you annoyed me earlier, yet I came and now you are starting that crap again.”

“OK, so you came, but that does not prove that you are a man with balls. Now answer me, if a beautiful woman, were to lie down on bed, naked, in front of you what would you do?”

I thought to myself if she wants to behave like that why I should be a gentle man.

“I don’t know about other ladies, but if it was you, OH GOD, I will fuck you the whole night until you cry for me to stop.”

“Are you are that confident of yourself? To be able, to make love, with me, and last, the whole night without, getting tired?

“Yes.”I replied

“Bull shit. I have not come across any man, who can last more than few minutes, after seeing my naked body.”

“You are so proud of your body eh? You must have been dating school kids. Try me out, and I will have you, begging me to stop.”

“What if that girl was your sister? Would you turn your face away? Or let your manhood, take control of you, and fuck her all night?”

I was taken aback by her daring and juicy conversation, and did not know what to answer. But I was beginning to enjoy chatting with her.

“Stella, I don’t know where this topic is going, but can I know why you wanted to meet me?”

“Why? Feeling Shy already? No guts to talk about sex to a real woman? I am a real woman who knows what she wants in life. I need regular sex and I don’t want to get married. As a woman I dare say it openly, and you, as a man, cannot even talk about it. What kind of a man are you?”

“If you want to be fucked regularly, why do you not get married? Why call me? You want me to fuck you? I replied boldly.

“It is simple, there are only two reasons why woman get married. One is, to have financial support that a husband will give. I don’t need that I am financially independent. Two, is to have children and raise a family. That I cannot fulfill, because I am a certified barren, unable to have children. So why get married, and tie myself to one man, and lose my independence.”

I was taken back on her frank reply. She is such a straight forward woman. I was now beginning to feel relaxed, and comfortable talking with her. I apologized to her for being rude to her, as I came to realize that she was a straight forward and frank woman.

“OK, apology accepted” She looked into my eyes and said, “don’t you get any ideas in your head, I am not here to have you to fuck me.”

I was disappointed, as I was building hopes in my mind, that an open minded woman like her, would be easy to bed. She saw the disappointment on my face.

“Oh my poor boy, you are so disappointed for not being able to fuck me right? Who knows, if we become friends, one day you could end up fucking me?

“So there is a chance for me to ……….to’…….. I asked excitedly without finishing the sentence.

“Yes why not. Since you say, that you can fuck me the whole night, you bahen chood, I might take you on that one day, to see what you are capable of. I love men who can last long”

Excitedly I asked,

“WHEN can that be?” I asked. “I can hardly wait for that day.”

“So you are really keen to have a session with me? But you will have to earn that privilege”

“How do I earn that privilege?” I asked.

“Well I need some advice. You know I am a very confident woman, but in this case I am confused, and I needed some advice, I cannot ask this advice from my friends, and I needed to talk to a stranger. If you can help me, to solve my problem, then I am sure you may be rewarded to fulfill your desire.”

“OK.” I replied. “I hope I will able to give you some good advice and earn that privilege”

“Well I have a father, who I love so very much. He is 55 years old, and in full health. My mother died long time ago, and my father is a very lonely man. Every other night I see him looking at pornography and masturbating. I feel very sorry for him. Sometimes, I feel like walking into his room when he is aroused, and offer myself to him. I don’t mind it. After all a fuck is a fuck, it does not matter who you are fucking. But I know he will not accept me. He will feel I am offering myself to him out of sympathy”

“Is that not incest? It is forbidden” I reminded her.

“Bahen chood, whatever you do in the privacy of your home, who is to know. Are we so stupid to go round telling everybody what we do in private?”

“Of course not, yes I now understand”

“No you don’t. You are a slow learner”

“How do you know that your father masturbates? I asked her.

“I will tell you that, some other time if you qualify for the privilege.” And continued.

“My father has now fallen in love with a beautiful woman, but she has a son, who is not happy about the marriage. That maa chood (mother fucker), is so selfish, that he does not respect his mother’s desires, to get married and be fucked by her husband. Maybe he is fucking her, and wants to keep her for himself”

“How can that be? I interrupted. “Which son will want to fuck his own mother?

“See what I meant, when I said that you are a slow learner. When I said that I was willing to offer myself to my father as long as nobody knows, you said you understand, and it is OK. Now you say how that can be, that this maa chood is fucking his mother, and wants to keep her for himself.

“If he is not fucking his mother, why should he object to his mother getting married? Should he not be a gentleman, and let her get married, and lead a happy married life”

“Stella, Your problem is making me feel guilty”

“Why?” She asked me.

“Since you are open in your conversation, I will tell you. My mother also wants to get married, but I was not too happy about it. What do you advice? Should I let my mother get married?

“Why not, unless you are already fucking her, and do not want to let her to go away to another man.

“No the idea never even came into my mind.”

“She too must be having her desires, to be loved by a man and be fucked. Since you never even tried to fuck her she need someone else to fuck her. She cannot tell you that can she? If not, how did the idea of getting married came into her head?

“You are right. We don’t talk or discuss about sex at all. It has been 25 years, since my father left her. She too, must be suffering like your father. Oh, what a fool I am, not to realize about my mother’s feelings. Thank you for opening my eyes Stella. I will go home and tell my mother to go ahead and get married”

“What should I do about my poor father’s case? She asked me.

“You should meet up with her son, and talk to him, to open his eyes. You have a way of convincing people, like you opened up my eyes.”

“Thank you, I think I will do just that, I believe you have already solved my problem”

“So I have qualified, when can I claim my privilege? I asked excitedly.

“Call me, after your mother gets married, the sooner the better for both of us”

“By the way what do you think about incest now? Stella asked me.

“Well as you said, if both are willing partners why not.”

“What if you had a sister, would you fuck her, for whole night as you mentioned.”

“Yes, why not if she is willing. Who will know? Lots of my friends are doing it. Ha Ha, Ha, I don’t have a sister, so I cannot be called a bahen chood”

“What about your mother” she asked. “Did you not ever have any urge to fuck her?

“Honestly, that idea never came into my mind”

“So now that you have accepted the fact , that incest within the four walls is acceptable, will you be making an attempt, to try to woo your mother to fuck you?

“No. As my mother will be getting married soon, and be gone, then I will have tough time trying to forget her. I don’t want to light a fire that cannot be put off. “

“Is your mother ugly? Is that why, the idea to bed her, never come into your mind?

“No, she is so pretty and sexy, that any man, who sees her, will want her.”

“If she is so pretty and sexy, how come you never looked at her as a woman? Are you trying to tell me, that you are not a man? Is that why you never tried to woo her? Your talk of fucking me the whole night got me curious, to have a session with you, but now, I am beginning to have doubts, about your capability, to have a whole night session”

I was so taken back that I could find no answer to give her.

“What if the man your mother marries has a daughter? Will you fuck her?

“Well, I will have to get to know her first, to see if she will be a willing partner. She could be having a boyfriend.”

“Don’t worry, most of the girls I know, have been fucked by their brothers even though they had boyfriends. They told me, that they pretend to be decent, and resist, but eventually they give in. “

“There is world of a difference in the thrills and pleasures you get by being fucked by your boyfriends, and being fucked by brothers. So don’t worry. If you have a step sister, go ahead and go for it. I will pray that you get a step sister of your liking.”

“Thank You Stella, for your blessings. You will be the first one to know if I succeed.”

“I will definitely know, even if you don’t tell me. But you are not supposed to let a third person know of such relation”

“OOOPS sorry, I forgot my teacher. Are we friends now?

“Yes we are friends, now that you have solved my problem, I have achieved my mission successfully and you your privilege. “

“What mission? I asked her curiously.

“Mission to get my father married”

I laughed and said, “and my mission is to get my mother married fast to claim my privilege”

She got up to leave, I suddenly remembered, that I did not have her contact number.

“How do I get in touch with you Stella? She gave me her contact number.

I was so happy, that I have met a beautiful woman like Stella, and was dreaming of the day when I can fulfill my desire to fuck her.

I went home. My mother was laying the dinner table and asked me to have dinner.

“Mom, come here” I called my mother.

I took her in my arms and hugged her. The talk of incest with Stella had removed the boundary of mother and son relationship and had aroused me. Mother and I have hugged each other, so many times, over the years. For the first time today I felt electrical bolts going through my body as I hugged her, and surprisingly, for the first time I felt my cock coming alive as I was hugging her not as a mother but a woman. My cock was really hard and poking onto her tummy. She looked at me. I got worried that she may have felt my hard cock rubbing her.

“Yes son, what is it?”

“Mom, I am sorry, that I was not happy, about you getting married. Please forgive me. I want you to be happy. Go ahead, and get married with my full blessing”

“Are you sure son? She asked me excitedly.

“Yes mom. I will miss you, but I cannot stand in the way of your happiness”

My mom was so happy, that she gave me a very tight hug. This made me realize, that she really wanted to get married.

She could not wait, ran to the phone, and called her husband to be, to give him the good news. They chatted for a while. Mom came over to me, and told me, that her husband to be, Insisted that I also move in with them, as he did not want me to be left alone.

I told her, that I will do anything for her happiness. I realized that being near her did excite me.

“OK mother but on one condition.”

“What is it son? Tell me.”

“Mother, you must promise me one thing, after your marriage, if ever you have any problems, in that house, you will not keep any secrets from me. No matter, what the problem is anything and everything? No secrets hidden. No matter, what the problem may be.”

“I Promise Son, that I will not hide anything from you”

“No mom put your hand on my head, and promise. I cannot see you unhappy over anything. I want you to happy forever. “

Mom put her hand on my head and promised.

“I promise son, anything and everything. No secrets hidden between us.”

She looked down at my pouch down to see if it was really a hard on I had or was it her imagination.

I went to my room, and called Stella, to let her know, that I gave my mother my consent, and that she was so happy, and she hugged me so tight, that I felt like electrical bolts running through me.

“You know what? All that talk with you, had me aroused so much, that for the first time, I felt like wanting to make love to mother, then and there, but I managed to control myself”

“Stella, I cannot get you out of my mind. You will keep your promise wont you? That maybe one day promises.”

“Sooner than you think, bahen chood.”

I wondered why she kept calling me bahen chood, when she knew, that I do not have a sister.

“Stella, My mom wants me, to go and stay with her. What do think I should do?

“You should Chubby. When she goes, you will be left all alone, and that will make her feel bad, and will always worry about you all the time.”

“OK, then I will go and stay with my new family after I collect privileged prize.”

I went and told my mother, that I will join her few days, after her marriage, as I have something important to do here. She agreed.

The wedding went on fine. Finally after the reception mother followed the groom to his house and I stayed back to let mother adjust herself to her new environment.

One day after the wedding Stella called me and inquired how I was settling in my new home? I told her that I will be joining them in few days time.

“Why did you not go with them?

“I wanted to meet up with you to collect my prize before I go there.” I replied. I don’t know if we can meet once I go there. I miss you.”

“You idiot, I stay very close, to the address you gave me. It will be easier for us to meet here. I found out that your new father has a very charming 24 years old daughter. I am sure you will forget me when you see her.”

“No way can I think of anyone but you Stella. Only you are in my thoughts day and night. I will never touch another woman, until I fuck you first.

“After that what, you will go for your sister and forget me. Right”

“Stella please don’t talk like that.”

“Make up your mind, Stella or your new sister? Stella…. Stella…. Stella I replied.

“Promise me, that you will not touch your sister, until I give you the permission.”

“Once you and I go steady Stella I won’t even look at my sister, no matter how beautiful she may be.”

“Then what are you waiting for? Come immediately. I am missing you too.”

In three days time I left for my new home. On reaching there, my mother was so happy, that she gave me a big hug. I felt my cock coming alive when she hugged. Dad was happy to see me, and welcomed me.

“Your mother was very worried about you being alone. Thank you for joining us, and making her happy. She missed you very much and worried about for the last three days. So Did I miss her dad, now I have to share her love with you. We all laughed. I laughed in my mind, and said to myself, yes dad, I will be sharing mom’ love with you in bed too soon.”

Dad called out to his daughter,

“Stella, come and meet your big brother.”

“I am coming dad.”

I was shocked when I heard that his daughter’s name was Stella. That name, that voice, was very familiar. My heart started to pound. Could it be the same Stella? No, it could not be, but the voice was familiar.

There on the steps stood the girl of my dreams the one and only one I desired for and dreamed of, yes it was my Stella. She came down and hugged me so tight that my already aroused cock now became rock hard. Without anyone noticing she hit my cock with her hand and said,

“Relax big brother. Don’t get so tensed up. I am your kid sister. Now that you are here, I will have some company to play with and not get bored and go out every day to meet friends. You will like that won’t you? We will be good friends wont we?

I could hardly say a word.

“Mom dear is your son mute. He has not said a word. He seems so lost for words.

“No dear, he must be tired from the journey. Why don’t you show him to his room? Mother instructed her.

All the while I was stunned and did not know what was going on. She took me to my room which was decorated beautifully. It was next door to her room.

“This dear big brother is your room. My room is next door. If you need anything just call. OK?”

“Will it not be troublesome for you, if I need something in the middle of the night, I might disturb your beauty sleep?

“That is my problem not yours. Just call if you need anything.” and then she left before I could say anything.

My heart started to pound fast, could it be Stella who kept calling me bahen chood planned all this. First making me to consent to my mother’s marriage then asking if I would fuck my sister.

I sat there wondering what was going on. I wanted her to be with him and spend all night talking and if possible…………..

I settled down thinking of what excuse to make to call her to my room. I undressed and only had my singlet and dhoti with no underwear. I made up my mind and called her.

“Hello Stella, can you come to my room. I need to talk to you about a lot of things.

“What took you so long to call me? I know you have been thinking of an excuse to call and could not. Slow as usual. Kiu choti bahen ko choodna hai? “(Why? you want to fuck your little sister)

I went to the door, waiting for her to knock the door. I stood there for a while, but she did not come. I was disappointed and thought she will not come. When I turned around to go to bed, I was shocked to see Stella lying on my bed dressed in a see through robe smiling. I went and sat on the bed not knowing what to do.

“Stella, how did you come in? Oh god you are so beautiful to night. I cannot resist myself. “

I started blabbering without realizing what I was doing. I practically lost all control over me.

“Can I ……Can I…….” and I started to mummer,

I was so excited that words would not come out of my mouth

“CAN YOU WHAT? Speak up.

Can I ………. Can I …………

See I was right that you a khusra.( he/she) Cannot even speak up or talk to a lady. Am I not beautiful, almost naked, lying in your bed, and you just don’t know what to do. Do I have to teach you everything? OK what are you trying to say. Speak up or I am leaving.”

Can I have your permission to hug you?

Is that aaaaallllllll you want to do?

Gathering all my courage I said

“Stella I want to make love to you and then fu……fu…. Fuck you the whole night can I?

“You stupid brother, asking for permission when I already gave you the permission the very first day we met.

“I don’t remember when you spoke of us fucking.”

“Remember when I first met you and told you, I did not come here to get fucked by you, and you were disappointed, then I said Maybe one day.

“Yes I remember.”

“I also asked you, if you had a step sister will you fuck her? and you like a hero said yes. What is my father to you now?

“He is also my father.”

What relationship is ours now? Am I not your loving Bahena(Sister) now? Don’t I owe you a fuck for solving my problem that day? You should not be asking, you should be demanding it.

“Oh yes, I remember now, where is that prize fuck you owe me? I insist on collecting it now.”

“That is a good boy, you can have your prize now,” pointing at her cunt, “and enjoy it.”

“So the day has come. Once you fuck me you will be a bahen chood. (Sister Fucker) Right? What are you waiting for?

“OK, From now on I will not ask for anything. Just take it. That’s a promise.”

“You sure, you won’t back out on your promise at the last minute.”

I wondered what she meant by that. She always has something up her sleeves. Anyway I promised.

I put my arms around her and gave her a tight hug. Slowly I took off her robe and started to rub her breast. They were so soft and tender. I slowly squeezed them for a few minutes then pressed her nipples with my fingers and started to squeeze them. I then put the nipples it my mouth and started to suck them, slowly at first then increased momentum. Stella started to moan

“Hmmmmmmmm so nice. Yes….. Yes… suck them hard.”

I then put my right hand, between her thighs, and put my fingers into her cunt. I was trembling all over, very excited and Stella realized that I was going to cum any time now. She quickly pushed me away.

“Relax Brother, what’s your hurry. Remember I told you, that any man that sees me naked, cannot last more than few minutes. You are going too fast, and are too excited at this moment, and are bound not to last more than few minutes just like the rest of them. You will get exhausted very fast, and that may affect our future relationship.

“But Stella I am almost going to cum. What shall I do?

“Don’t worry brother you can go ahead and shoot it into my mouth.”

Saying this she pushed me onto the bed and took my cock into her mouth and gave few sucks and I shot my juice into her mouth immediately. She licked every bit of the juice. They we lay down in the bed hugging each other.

“Stella what did you mean, by saying that if I get exhausted too fast, it may affect our relationship.

“OK listen. You know I told you that I have been fucking around with lots of men. There was one that the moment we entered our hotel room he started to undress himself immediately. He asked me to get undressed. He had not even touched me, nor did he try to make love to me on the way up to our room, he was only interested to get into the room and just fuck me. I was not happy, but had no choice but to undress, the moment he saw my naked body, he could not hold back and shot his juice out just like you did just now. I immediately got dressed and left him pleading to me to stay. I never dated him ever. There were lots of other guys that you will laugh but that I will tell you next time. If you were any other guy, it would have been good bye by now.”

“Where did I go wrong Stella? Please tell me. I don’t want lose you.”

She told me listen very carefully.

“I am fed up of fucking around. I am not interested in guys, going into the room, undress, fiddle here and there, few pushes in and out and that’s it. Within 5 minutes they are done. When men shoot they are satisfied but what about the poor woman. Just when we are beginning to warm up you men are done.”

“There was only one guy, who lasted for about 6 minutes. I dated him again, but the next time he only lasted 3 minutes. I asked him what happened. He proudly told me, that he was with another woman earlier thinking that will make him look like macho, which was last I dated him.”

“There were other interesting incidents, which I will tell you next time, if you are interested to listen.”

“Of course yes I would like to hear them. Look by hearing your flings you have made my cock hard again. Shall we continue?

“NO, Did I not say, if you are not able to satisfy me I may look around for other men. Sex is not just fucking, unloading your juice and good night. It is a god given game. You should treat fucking as a game, which has rules. If you play any game to the rules, you will enjoy the game. After all, we have the rest of our lives to learn and improve. So we don’t have to rush to finish the game fast.”

What do you mean by our life time? Well brother, I had your medical records checked out. You are also not capable of making a woman pregnant. So there is no need for you also to get married. For Fucks we have each other, all to our self for the rest of our lives, so why get married. Let us learn, what give us the most pleasure. Learn new ways to satisfy ourselves. No hurry.”

“Stella you are simply a terrific woman. I thing I am going to be the happiest man in the whole world, learning from your experiences.

“Brother, yes I think I better get used to calling you brother so that we don’t accidently call each other as darling, dear etc…in public. Ok you bahen chood.

“How can I be a bahen chood, when I have not had the pleasure, of fucking you yet? OH Stella, I so want to fuck you. Please let me fuck you and qualify as a bahen chood.

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