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The following story is fantasy of mine. I hope u like it and forgive me for the mistakes that might have been committed. So enjoy the story my friends. As I walked home from school I thought of what might happen tonight at my party. It was my 18th birthday and Mom had letting me have a dance party down in the basement. I had invited just three couple’s and my girlfriend Smitha over so we would have plenty of room to ourselves. Mom said that she would chaperone us but I knew how that would go. Let me give you a little back ground on this scene first.
Mom, my little sister Nisha and I have been on our own since the guy she was living with split three years ago. My real father died after I was born and Mom just never remarried. We’ve moved around a lot because these days woman don’t just live with a man. After Nisha’s dad split we moved out here and Mom got a decent job at the bank. She said no more guys for here until she meets the right one. Still looking I guess. Anyway as I was saying after we got here, Mom bought a house out in the sticks and concentrated on raising Nisha and I right. The only problem is that on the weekends she has lately been drinking herself to sleep and that comes around 9:00 or so. I figure that if things work out right I may get real lucky tonight with Smitha about 10:00.
When I got home I put my books up and went down to the kitchen to start my chores for supper. When Mom gets home she is usually pretty tired so Nisha and I do all we can to help out. We were just cleaning up when the phone rang and Nisha answered it. I heard her talking and then hang up. Walking in the front room she told me Mom would be late getting home tonight because of a couple of errands that have to be done. At least we had not put anything on to cook yet. I asked Nisha when, Mom would be here. Nisha replied that Mom had figured on around 8:00.
This left a couple of hours till the party started and I better check to make sure there was plenty of soft drinks and snacks for all. I went down and made sure that all of the good records were where I could get them in the dark and checked the level of the phonograph to make sure that it was not too loud. I then went over to the back corner and made sure that the sofa was cleared off and that there was a cover handy. I checked under the sofa and found the rubbers I had stashed there and made sure they were still sealed. Bablu, who was my best friend, was giving me a carton of cigarettes for a present. Mom knew I smoked and while not approving she didn’t disapprove of my choice.
I looked to make sure that the ashtray was near the spot I would be sitting in and that the light next to the couch was not working. I then headed back up stairs. I knocked on Nisha’s bedroom door and told her that I was going to take my shower now and to listen for the phone. She yelled back that she would. I went into the bathroom and shutting the door I reached into my hiding place under the sink and got out a copy of a magazine that Bablu had stolen from his old man. It had girls without clothes on and showed them up real close. Of course all you could see were boob’s and bare butt’s.
That was enough for me though, as I looked at each picture carefully I dropped my pants and underwear and took my hardening dick in hand. Slowly I stroked my cock up and down as I imagined what it would be like to be with this girl or that girl and know that anything you wanted her to do she would. My imagination was working overtime as I imagined the one called Marilyn using her hand on my dick and letting me take each piece of clothing off her as we made out. My dick was starting to harden and throb with each stroke as I could feel the climax building up. I knew enough about sex from watching all of Bablu’s fathers dirty movies.
He had about 50 of them and we sat in the garage with the movie projector going as often as we
could. Anyway just as I was about to explode the bathroom door opened and Nisha stood there looking at me with great big eyes. I yelled at her to close the door and get out of there. She took off down the hall to her room and slammed the door. I looked down and my cock was limp and shrinking fast. I did the only thing I could, I took my shower. Still mad at myself for not make sure the door was locked I finished dressing and walked over to Nisha’s door. I called out to her and said I was sorry for yelling like that but she surprised me and I wasn’t thinking right. She finally accepted my apology and made no mention of what she saw.
By 7:00 Bablu and his girl were already here and I saw Rahul and his girl friend getting out of a car in the street as I opened the door for Bill and Sandy. Smitha had not gotten here yet but she always was late. I had everyone go on downstairs and told them to help themselves to the soda and snacks while I waited for Smitha up here. Bablu pulled me to the side and said that he had a big surprise for me later tonight, something that he had got from his old man and it was dynamite. I grinned and told him later on then.
As I wondered around the upstairs waiting for Smitha, Nisha come down and walked by me without saying anything to me. I asked her if she was mad and she replied that no, she wasn’t mad just making up her mind about something. I didn’t ask what because I figured she was debating about telling Mom or not. I didn’t know how I was going to explain that one. Smitha finally called me at just before 8:00 and said she was truly sorry but a cousin had come into town and she had to stay home with her while her folks were out. I was really let down. I asked if she could bring her cousin over with her and she said no.
I guess that I was going to be solo tonight. I went on downstairs and gave everyone the bad news and sat on the couch watching them dance and was getting envious as I watched Bablu coping feels as he made out with Betsy, his girl friend. I heard someone on the stairs and looked up to see Mom coming down. She asked how everything was going and if there was enough food and drinks, everyone said yes to both and kept on dancing. Mom pulled me off to the side and asked if Smitha and I had went our own ways and I asked why.
She told me that on the way home she had seen Smitha in the theatre line with a nice looking young man and was just curious. My jaw dropped and I must have looked like I’d seen a ghost. Mom asked if I was alright and all I could say was yeah, oh yeah. Mom said alright, if you need to talk you know where I’ll be. With that she headed back upstairs. I sat down on the couch and tried to stop my mind from racing, I knew that she had been acting different lately but I did even think about her been interested in someone else. Bablu walked over and asked what was wrong; I told him that I would talk to him after the party was over.
For the next two hours I just sat and stared off into space, seeing but not seeing. I know that Rahul had most of his girls clothes off at one point and almost got caught when Mom stuck her head down to say that it was 10:00 and time to close the party. I told her it was getting over now and she left. After the others had gone Bablu was still on the porch wanting to talk to me so I told Mom that I would be right in after I talked a minute with Bablu. I told him what Mom had seen and what Smitha had said on the phone. He told me to shake her off; there were plenty of girls that were more than willing to go out with me.
I said that is easier said than done. Here I have something that will help you forget her for the night he said. He pulled a hand rolled cigarette out of his pack and lit it. It smelled different that anything I had ever had and asked him what it was. Something my old man called marywana and it sure made him happy Bablu replied. I didn’t think before I did it and took a drag and handed it back. It was harsh and tasted like rope but went through with it anyway. I took a couple more drags before his old man showed up to pick him up and said good night.
I walked back into the house and headed for my room, turning off lights as I went. By the time I reached my door I was feeling real funny, sort of light headed, I could feel my skin tinkling as I walked over and lay down on my bed. As I lay there enjoying the feeling of sort of drifting around and not caring someone knocked gently on my door. Mom asked if she could come in and I told her of course. Mom had two glass of wine in her hand and the bottle as she walked
in and shut the door with her foot. She sat the bottle and glass’s down on my night stand and sat down at the head of my bed and looked down at me.
She asked if I was ready to talk, I realized that she wanted to discuss what had happen this evening and so I sat up. She handed me a glass of wine and said you might need this to help you relax. As I sipped on the wine, I realized my mouth was completely dry and the taste of the wine was powerful. It was warm going down and I good feel the warmth at the way down. Mom started to rub my shoulders and back as she talked to me. Smitha dumped you tonight, and it made me mad the way she did. I did not say anything but my shoulders slumped down and Mom wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight. Suddenly I was aware of her body in a way
that I shouldn’t be.
Her small pointed breasts were burning two holes in my back and my cock was suddenly brick hard. Not wanting her to see the bulge at my crotch I leaned forward and as I did so she released me and said that she knew how I felt, twice now she had been dumped and it would not happen again. I realized that mom was feeling the wine more than I, you’re the man in the house and have been for three years since that SOB walked out on us. You’ve pretty well taken care of things and it looks like you will for a while here.
You’ve grown up quite fast and you’re a good looking young man. Now let’s see if I can help your mood any , She walked behind me and told me to take off my shirt and just stand there, as I unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it on the bed she walked back up and started to massage my shoulders and back , the feeling was nice given my present condition. Suddenly I felt her press up against me and move her hands around to my chest as she rubbed the chest muscles. I realized that where there had been soft cloth against my back was now skin and nylon.
I tensed up when I realized that she had taken off her blouse, she asked me if I wanted her to stop now and we could forget that this took place or I could relax and enjoy a new step in our relationship. If we go on this is just the beginning of what I want and have wanted to give you. You will become the only man in this house and the only one to give me what I need from a man. Don’t think that this is the wine speaking to you either, I have been thinking about ways to begin this relationship for some time now. Just don’t feel that I am forcing you into something that I want. You have to come to me on your own terms.
Turning around I put my arms around her and told her no, I want you to know that I’ve watched you every change that I have had. Many times I have gone to bed dreaming of what it would be like to have you next to me. I know that what we are doing is not suppose to be done, but I don’t care. If you feel the way you say you do than it makes it right. I was still feeling the effects of the smoke and it seemed to be getting stronger time went on. Mom was still standing behind me and had not said anything while I had talked, I stood there waiting for her to say something. I heard her move and then she told me to come down stairs in the basement in 10 minutes, she wanted to make sure that Nisha was asleep and would be down there to finish this conversation up.
I was sitting on the couch when she walked down the stairs, she still had on her work clothes, a blouse and skirt, her high heels she had taken off and was wearing her slippers. She stopped by the record player and turned it on and placed a record on and adjusted the volume. She walked over to me, took my hand, and pulled me to her as the sounds of “Chances Are” softly filled the room. She placed my arms around her and held my hands in place as she started to sway in time to the music.
With her arms behind her, her body was molded against mine, she placed her lips against my neck, her hands moved mine down until they were on her butt. As she began to softly bite on my neck I felt the tingle of lust start to work its way from my groin outward. I heard her telling me to treat her just as I would a girl friend and that whatever I wanted to do was okay. I started to move my hands and mold her soft buttocks as the music slowly worked its magic. Her lips moved to my cheek and ear, she started to work her pelvis against my straining cock, rocking it up and down in time to the music.
I pulled her over to the couch and sat her down beside me, when are lips meet there was a jolt of heat from my feet to my head, her tongue dived deep into my mouth, my hands went straight to her breasts, I discovered that she was not wearing her bra and the nipples were hard and very large. She helped me unbutton her blouse, as soon as it was open my mouth took one nipple in deep and started to suck on it as my tongue flicked it back and forth. I cupped her free breast with my other hand and rolled it’s nipple between my finger and thumb very gently. I felt her breathing get harder and heard a moan from deep in her throat.
My hand fit just perfect on her breast, the soft skin was warm and firm. The nipples were getting bigger still and standing straight out from the snowy mounds. I released her breast from my mouth, and used my lips on the smooth white skin surround the rigid brown nipples working my way down her chest and belly. My hand was now sliding her skirt up and felt nylon until I got mid thigh. The skin at the top of her hose was soft and hot to the touch. She spread her legs apart so I could get my hand up higher on her legs, as I reached the top of her thigh I found no clothes, nothing but soft hair and a lot of heat.
My fingers stroked the hair and skin between her legs she started to breath faster and push her hips against my hand, I could feel her getting damp as the stroking got harder. I was now running my hand from the edge of her hair covered mound all the way down to the cheeks of her ass, and working a finger deeper into the opening of her pussy lips, feeling a wetness that was starting to slowly seep out. I remembered something I had read and decided to give it a try.
Moving off the couch and getting on my knees between her legs, I pulled on her hips until they were perched on the edge of the couch. I leaned down, and placed her legs on my shoulders, moving my face down into her soft thatch of hair, I ran my tongue down the opening until it slipped onto the little mound of skin hiding inside her pussy. The moment my tongue touched that mound mom went crazy, her hips started to shake and tremble she was whimpering and biting her finger to stop from yelling. I tasted warm wetness that did not come from my tongue, it was sweet, I ran my tongue down and up as she continued to move her hips and shake. She grabbed her legs and pulled them towards her, this made her pussy open wide, I could see the clit now and the wetness that was slowly starting to leek from her opening.
I moved back down and wrapping my lips around her clit I started to gently suck on it as I moved my head up and down, she was moaning deep and hard now, but when I slip my finger into her opening and started to slide it in and out in time with me head movements she gasped deep and arched her back, her pussy was pushing and grinding on my face, I felt the inner walls of her cunt grab my finger hard then release it, the walls then started to ripple up and down as hot wet juice filled her hole and soaked my hand. I continued to use my mouth and fingers until she pushed my head up and kissed me deep. She released my mouth and told me to sit down on the couch, it was now your turn.
I stood up and she helped me take my pants down, I then sat down as she stood up. Looking at her I felt a lust that was deep and powerful, she was standing there in front of me her blouse undone and her breast rising and falling hard, the nipples swollen and rigid. Her skirt was at her waist and the contrast between her nylons and smooth white skin was offset by the dark hair between her legs, I could see where her juice had left a shiny trail down the inner thigh and felt the need to lick it off, she pushed me back and as she straddled my hips she told me not to worry about protection because when Nisha was born the doctor had ensured that she would have no more at her request.
I felt the soft silky hair brush against the top of my dick as she shifted it down and guided it towards her wet hole. The touch of her wetness and then the soft skin giving way as she found the opening and slipped down almost made me pass out. As she rose up and then slipped down the glow started deep inside me and worked its way up. She dropped down hard and started to rotate her hips against me, she then pulled up and almost completely off, letting the cool air rush against my cock before her hungry hole devoured it again. My mouth found a nipple and started to suck, my hands discovered soft ass cheeks that begged for squeezing and did so.
Suddenly, I started to slam up and move so that my cock was pumping deep inside, trying to get as far in as it could, my balls were on fire and the liquid heat was starting to build deep inside my groin. I came up hard as she came down and suddenly I felt the first hard jolt of liquid leave my cock to jet deep inside of her, as it left my cock she arced her back and started to move her hips in little tight circles around my dick shaking and moaning over and over.
As we lay there side by side she placed a hand over my cock and told me that Nisha was going to a slumber party tomorrow morning and that we would have the house to ourselves. She wanted to catch up on three years of no hard love, if I was ready and willing. All I could say was a good boy always loves his mother. I hope u really liked the story. Please post your comments to my email id. I am open to all kind of relationship with ladies. Please do mail me at my Email id…secrecy and Good relationship is promised. Waiting to hear from u all. Please mail me your response to my mail id—->
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