{"id":24382,"date":"2019-06-27T07:37:51","date_gmt":"2019-06-27T07:37:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/2019\/06\/27\/getting-close-to-mom-part-1\/"},"modified":"2019-06-27T07:37:51","modified_gmt":"2019-06-27T07:37:51","slug":"getting-close-to-mom-part-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/getting-close-to-mom-part-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Getting Close To Mom &#8211; Part 1"},"content":{"rendered":"\n \n<p>As I reached home mom hugged me tightly the second I got out from dad&#8217;s car. Since my mom looks young people usually think she&#8217;s my sister or even girlfriend sometimes. So I usually don&#8217;t behave so close to her in public. But inside the house, it&#8217;s totally different. Since it&#8217;s outside I didn&#8217;t hug her back.<\/p>\n<p>I went inside the house, took a bath and came down to the living room. Mom was cooking in the kitchen. She was in half sleeved t-shirt and jeans pant. I hugged her tightly from behind. She turned her neck and looked at me. &#8220;You took bath so soon,&#8221; she said as she continued cooking.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I want to be with you throughout this holiday. That&#8217;s why I didn&#8217;t want to waste any time.&#8221; I said. I slowly moved one hand from her upper waist to her navel region.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;How is your tummy still flat mom?&#8221; I asked.<br \/>\n&#8220;Why? Do I look old?&#8221; she asked.<br \/>\n&#8220;No no no, you look pretty and young,&#8221; I said.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I can understand your love. Now let go of me and wait in the dining table. I&#8217;m all yours to hug after breakfast,&#8221; mom said. I obeyed mom and left the kitchen. After breakfast, I went to my room. I suddenly got so horny and I started watching porn.<\/p>\n<p>The first video on the recommended list was \u2018Hot Mom Fucked By Son\u2019. In that video, a guy fucked his mom so hard and she liked it too. I know that they are not mom and son in real life. But it made me think why shouldn&#8217;t I fuck Ramya too. I went downstairs to the living room.<\/p>\n<p>Mom was on the sofa watching TV. I sat next to her and asked, &#8220;Did you miss me?&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Yeah. But it looks like you didn&#8217;t miss me,&#8221; she said.<br \/>\n&#8220;What? I missed you so much!&#8221; I said.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Then why didn&#8217;t you hug me when I hugged you?&#8221; she asked.<br \/>\n&#8220;Mom, I was tired. That&#8217;s why I quickly took bath and hugged you. Don&#8217;t talk like this,&#8221; I said and I hugged her.<br \/>\n&#8220;Then kiss my cheeks,&#8221; she said.<\/p> \n\n<p>&#8220;Yeah definitely. I was about to do that,&#8221; I said and I kissed her cheeks then her forehead.<\/p>\n<p>Time passed. We had dinner. As usual, dad called and said he&#8217;d be late. Mom was in her room, the door was open. I was on my way to my room. &#8220;Rahul, come in,&#8221; she shouted. I went in and asked why did she call me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Can you sleep with me tonight. I feel lonely without your dad. I would like to spend some time with you. What do you say?&#8221; she asked. I was looking at her beauty in her black baby doll dress that only covered up to her ass. I said yes without even knowing what she asked.<\/p>\n<p>She patted on the bed signaling me to hop in. So I thought she was asking me to sleep with her. I lied down on the bed leaving some gap between us. Mom turned off the lights. But I could clearly see her, thanks to the streetlight and moonlight that entered through our glass window.<\/p>\n<p>Her body wasn&#8217;t covered by a bedsheet. I moved a little bit and put my left hand on her waist. She placed her hand on my hand. But she was still turning away from me. I circled my fingers around her navel. She didn&#8217;t protest against it. I took advantage and leaned closer to her.<\/p>\n<p>I placed my head on her back part which was visible from her dress. I tightened my grip on her waist and pulled her towards me so that my rock hard cock could rub her ass. Then I moved my hand from her waist to her thighs. I slowly rubbed her thighs back and forth.<\/p>\n<p>Her body movements told me she wasn&#8217;t comfortable with it. So I wasn&#8217;t ready to make any further moves. Then we both slept. Next morning I woke up very late. I went downstairs. I wished dad good morning who was waiting for breakfast on the dining table.<\/p>\n<p>I went straight away to the kitchen. Mom was in a t-shirt and skirt that covered till her thighs. I hugged her from behind and kissed her cheeks.<br \/>\n&#8220;Oh, here you are. I thought you&#8217;d never wake up,&#8221; mom said.<br \/>\n&#8220;By the way, when did dad come back?&#8221; I asked.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;1 o\u2019clock. Now he&#8217;s going on a trip. So it&#8217;ll be just you and me,&#8221; mom said.<br \/>\n&#8220;That&#8217;s awesome,&#8221; I said and hugged her tightly.<br \/>\n&#8220;Ouch. Leave me now. Can&#8217;t you see I&#8217;m cooking?&#8221; mom said and kissed my cheeks.<\/p>\n<p>After having breakfast I went to my room and watched more incest porn. I came downstairs three hours later. Mom was cooking lunch. Her ass was a great view. I wanted to slap it hard. But for now, the best I can do is hug her. So I did it. She didn&#8217;t tell me to stop hugging this time.<\/p>\n<p>So I thought she was hesitant because of dad&#8217;s presence. Like last night I circled my fingers around her navel. &#8220;You did this last night too. I like it, keep doing it,&#8221; mom said. There was innocence in her way of speaking and in her face too. So I didn&#8217;t try anything dirty and kept doing it. Then I inserted my finger in her navel.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Why did you stop? Keep doing it. I don&#8217;t know why, but I love it,&#8221; she said<br \/>\n&#8220;What is the small hole here?&#8221; I asked.<br \/>\n&#8220;Don&#8217;t act like you don&#8217;t know. That&#8217;s my navel, everyone has it,&#8221; she said<br \/>\n&#8220;Yeah, but it looks like yours is a bit different,&#8221; I said.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No, it&#8217;s not. You want to see it?&#8221; she asked<br \/>\n&#8220;Yeah,&#8221; I said. She turned back and pulled her skirt down a bit and lifted her t-shirt just a little to show her navel. It wasn&#8217;t so deep, it was just perfect.<br \/>\n&#8220;What? You see that?&#8221; she asked me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yeah, it&#8217;s normal,&#8221; I said. She tried to tuck in the t-shirt in her skirt<br \/>\n&#8220;Mom don&#8217;t tuck in. Just leave it, it&#8217;ll be more beautiful,&#8221; I said<br \/>\n&#8220;Do you think I&#8217;m beautiful?&#8221; she asked.<br \/>\n&#8220;Oh yeah. All the boys and uncles in our street have an eye on you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yeah, I know. I just don&#8217;t mind them&#8221;. She turned back and started cooking again. And my finger started circling around her navel. I took another major step that night. To find out what it is, read the next part.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As I reached home mom hugged me tightly the second I got out from dad&#8217;s car. Since my mom looks young people usually think she&#8217;s my sister or even girlfriend sometimes. So I usually don&#8217;t behave so close to her in public. But inside the house, it&#8217;s totally different. 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