Mother s Plight During Pandemic 8211 Part 1
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The story picks up just after the events of Part 2. I (Abhiram) had to oversee my mother’s (Spoorti) first session as a prostitute with our landlord, Ramappa. I watched this session as my mother was scared of violence or worse, given her first time doing it for money.
Ramappa left at 5 pm. I closed the door behind him and went to check on my mother in the bedroom. I’ll explain the scene for a better picture. I see my mother lying on the bed with her legs in an M shape spread apart, with a polythene bag over her sprained ankle.
Her body was covered in sweat, and her face was smeared with semen. Her sweaty, waist-length hair covered one of her breasts. The other was plopped to the side. Her left hand was on her stomach as though she was in pain. Her right hand covered her face (I could see the underarm hair here).
I could see her vagina in the pubic bush, making me think how moist it would feel putting my hand in there. I was aroused for the 100th time. But a voice in the back of my head said that I shouldn’t as she had just been ‘used.’
I thought she was asleep from the tiredness, and therefore I touched her stomach area and said, “Ma?” I wanted to squeeze her breasts which were centimeters away from my hand now.
She saw me, and I could see her face going red. She immediately turned to her side, facing her back to me. Now I could see her bubble butt. Her stomach line showed small fat tires.
“He left?”
“Yes, Ma.”
“Beta, you leave me alone here and go sleep in the hall.”
I didn’t feel like trying to get her to have sex with me at the moment, given her pain and the fact that Ramappa had just been there. It turned me down a bit. But I thought I could at least get to touch and explore her body that day. I didn’t want her to have it with me reluctantly. I could wait.
I say, “Ma, at least take a bath. It could be unhygienic.”
“I can’t, beta, my stomach is paining and my sprain…”
I see my chance and say, “Ma do you want help? I can bathe you.”
There was a 10-second silence, and she said, a bit sadly, “Beta, I made you watch over this as I was scared of violence. I can try and take a bath on my own in 1 hour.”
I say, “Ma, I know you don’t need to explain this. I don’t mind bathing you now.” I didn’t wait for her to reply, so I lifted her arm and made her sit. Her body felt slimy. I put her arm around my shoulder and made her stand. Her hair fell over her breasts, and we started limping to the bathroom.
I made her sit on the stool. I partitioned her hair into two and covered her breasts. I didn’t want to arouse myself more than what it was already.
“Ma, I’m removing my clothes as they will get wet.” I hastily removed my shirt and shorts. I left my underwear so as her to notice my bulge purposely. I started the hand shower and washed her hair first. I then tied her silky smooth hair in a bun.
“Ma, since I can’t keep your hair in this position, please keep both your hands on your head. It’ll be easy for me to….”
She cut me short, “Ok, beta.”
I could see her huge pear-like saggy breasts. They weren’t wrinkly but only drooping down. I touched them with one hand and sprayed water from the showerhead with the other. They felt like touching warm, smooth clay. I slightly squeezed the left one to see my mom’s reaction.
She had closed her eyes and wasn’t even looking at me. She felt it but didn’t say anything or stop me. She was fairer than me (I am 5/10, and she is 7/10 on a fairness scale, you could say.) The only change in her skin tone was from her bruises from how Ramappa held her before.
I cleaned the cum off her face, and then I crouched. I asked her to stand, and she did. It looked like I was a mechanic under a car. I slowly poured water on her vagina and ran my fingers through her pubes. She quickly tried to stop me, and I removed my hand before she could.
Her eyes were still closed. I could see the red hand marks running down her thighs from when Ramappa had held her. Some water rebounded from her body and hit my face. I couldn’t stop myself and went straight to kiss her vagina. I felt the pubic hair around my mouth first.
Then I felt the smooth, thick vagina with my lips and tongue. Then it was over, and my mom had pulled my head back with her hair. She slapped me, and I could feel the wrath.
“Beta, I know I have become a prostitute. I’m only doing this for us and the money. I can’t have you also using me. You are my son after all,” she said half angrily and sadly. She quickly wrapped herself with a towel and said, “You wash up and come.”
After this, I was devastated. She probably would not have me penetrating her and I didn’t want to force her. I had to come up with another idea.
Later that night, she was sleeping next to me in the hall as the bedroom was still dirty. She was wearing a nighty. I couldn’t sleep at all that night. At 3 am I could hear my mom snoring, so again, I took my chance. I slowly lifted her nighty and saw her white panty.
I pulled the elastic and put my middle finger straight into her vagina. It felt moist, wet, and tight. I heard a soft “Ah!,” and then my stupid voice in the back of the head said, “She will throw you out of the house if she wakes up now.”
I stopped dead and checked if she had woken up and was relieved to see her eyes still closed. I closed her dress up and went back to sleep. The next day I didn’t talk much to my mother. She was now taking painkillers, and I could only guess why.
I went out to get some groceries and met my friend. Then it hit me. I can pretend to be a client to my mom. I can ask for a BDSM fantasy and keep her blindfolded with earbuds so she would not recognize me.
I asked my friend if he had an extra SIM card. I told him I was trying to start a small business. He luckily had one, and I got it off him within 2 days.
Now, I will describe my complete plan for the amount of work I had to do to get my mom to have sex with me. It is almost May now, and I put my plan in motion. I used my new SIM and Whatsapped my mother.
“Hey there, I am Mr. X.”
I immediately thought this was executed wrong and didn’t expect my mom to reply, thinking of some scam. I kept checking till the night, and no reply. Then I texted her again,
“Hey again, I wanted to ask about the services you provide. I am a close friend of Ramappa, and I got this number from him.”
After 2 minutes, I heard my phone beep. “Hi Mr. X, I teach classical dance online.”
I knew my mom was avoiding the topic. I sent her a small clip of her old belly dance video when her bra had torn off. I replied with a message, “I am asking for the other services.”
I get a reply, “I don’t do this anymore. Please stop messaging me.”
I had to up the game a bit and replied, “I have the entire video of this dance. You know what happens in the end, right? I also know how you got free rent from my dear friend Ramappa. Do you want me to spread this in your neighborhood?”
I waited and waited. 10 minutes go by, and finally, I get a reply. “I charge by the hour. Each hour is 50k, and fantasies cost extra.”
I was shocked. My mom was going professional. I somehow had to play my cards right. I wanted my mom only for myself.
“Ok, Spoorti. I will send you the details.”
Reply: I don’t know who you are. Can you send me a picture of yourself?
“I want to be anonymous. I will pay you extra to not ask my name.”
Reply: Can I at least ask you what services you want?
“I need a private dance session and a hardcore BDSM session without any condom. I need you to wear blindfolds and earplugs for my identity the whole time. Of course, I’ll pay extra.”
Reply: I can accept all the conditions except the no condom. There is a lot of risks.
“I can send a full health report beforehand, and you are free to take oral pills.”
Reply: Ok. Send me details, and I will confirm.
I was elated beyond imagination. It was so easy to get my mom to have sex without her even knowing. I had already prepared a 2-page long instruction and fantasies. I don’t want to spoil this now. I will reveal all of this data as we go.
The next morning I sent her the PDF, I didn’t send the money quote.
Reply: I have to reject this offer as this is too much. I checked for all the things you asked for, and they are rough.
“You didn’t ask me how much I’m paying. I can give you 4L in cash for this 2 hours session along with all of these demands. Half now and rest after.”
Reply after 2 hours: Ok, this offer is reasonable. I accept.
I was so happy that I was high without drugs. But there was one thing I had missed. When I had bathed my mother, I wanted some things that turned me down to go.
I replied the next day: “I will send my health report 1 week before the session. Let us keep the date to be 5th June after lockdown lifts. I also have a few small health concerns. Can you share a health report and a naked picture?”
Reply: I will also send the health report. But why do you need the picture?
“I need to see some lengths for the BDSM session and see if your hair turns me on.”
I waited almost 12 hours for this.
Reply: Two pictures of her completely naked. Obviously, she had again partitioned her long hair and covered her breasts. Her pubes made it very hard to see her vagina. The back picture reviews her imperfect hourglass shape. Small fat was accumulating in her waist. I could see some ass hair too.
I messaged, “I have some more demands. Can you completely shave your pussy, ass, and underarm hair? I can pay for the spa and salon treatments. I also need you to have this haircut.”
I sent her a picture of short, shoulder-length hair.
Reply: “This can be done. Now send me half of the agreed amount and 20k for my makeover. Also, I will send you the hotel address for 5th June for security reasons.”
Now, all of you are wondering how I can afford this amount. I had made this money from crypto long ago and hid the investment from my parents. I was lucky that the market was high and made this cash of 5L.
I was saving this earlier as I didn’t want to pay my parents’ loan and was very selfish. So overall, I’m getting this for free as the money will be in my family only.
“Ok, once I send the money, there is no backing out.” I was impressed by how professional my mother had become with only one prior client.
Reply: “Sure”
I sent her 2.2L.
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