{"id":24687,"date":"2020-04-13T07:40:16","date_gmt":"2020-04-13T07:40:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/2020\/04\/13\/overacting-mom-and-how-i-fucked-her-part-2\/"},"modified":"2020-04-13T07:40:16","modified_gmt":"2020-04-13T07:40:16","slug":"overacting-mom-and-how-i-fucked-her-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/overacting-mom-and-how-i-fucked-her-part-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Overacting Mom And How I Fucked Her &#8211; Part 2"},"content":{"rendered":"\n \n<p>Hi guys, this is a story that happened between me and my mother when I was in college. You can contact me at  for further queries. Ladies, you are always welcome. It gives me a high when I receive comments from you people. Keep posting.<\/p>\n<p>Since my mom and I were alone for the night and my mom already knows about my evil intentions, the situation got hot for real. So far I managed to put my arm on my mom&#8217;s curvy body. She is old but still curvy and bang-able. I still remember she was wearing a nighty that day.<\/p>\n<p>I kept my hands on her hip. It was hot since it was summer. As my mom was overacting I became suspicious that today might be the chance and started my moves. Slowly, I moved my hand above. I could feel the bra strap within. As it was summer both of us were sweating despite the fan running.<\/p>\n<p>Fortunately, the fan had a repair and it helped me. I slid my hands on her bareback on the open surface. She started her drama, &#8220;This is why I told you to sleep Ajay. What are you doing? I&#8217;m your mom.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I didn&#8217;t do much, mom.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What? So you want to do more to?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No, mom, just swiped the sweat on your back. You were sweating,\u201d saying that I wiped across her whole back whichever area was bare. She let out a moan saying, &#8220;Oh! Wherever sweat us there, you will wipe. Haan? Just sleep quietly.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Why not mom? See here is your inner. I can feel it. Maybe this area will make you sweaty&#8221;<\/p> \n\n<p>&#8220;Stop it, Ajay. What now? Are you going to put your hand inside to wipe sweat?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Nice idea, mom,&#8221; saying so I slid my hand inside and caressed her back everywhere including bra straps.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Enough, Ajay,\u201d she wriggled away.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;This is fun.&#8221; I went nearer and again put my hands on her.<\/p>\n<p>She gave a fake sigh, &#8220;This is why I said I&#8217;ll sleep alone.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No. Sleep with me&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Mind your words, Ajay.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Mind your body, mom,&#8221; and again I slid my hands inside and started going to the front this time. She moaned &#8220;What now, monkey?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ma, this is tight in front let me release the pressure.&#8221; Saying so I started pressing and squeezing around her boobs.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ajay! What are you doing?&#8221; her drama grew weak.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Just relax, mom,&#8221; I kept on squeezing her boobs like dough.<\/p>\n<p>This reminds me of kneading dough. At times, in present, my mom will be kneading the dough for chappati. She will be all sweaty. If I&#8217;m lucky, we will be alone. So I go behind and tell her<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You are all sweaty, Saro,&#8221; putting hands on her shoulder as my mom stands in her saree.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No need. Don&#8217;t need your help.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I will,&#8221; and gently caress her bare hips from the sides to the front navel ending a finger inside her navel button.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Now I know why you ask chapati all the time.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Go away. I&#8217;m kneading dough.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Me too,&#8221; saying that I&#8217;ll take my hand up to her boobs and started kneading the boobs.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Is this your dough?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Shh. Keep kneading. I&#8217;ll stop when you stop,&#8221; closing my eyes. l keep on squeezing and squeezing. Slowly taking my hand inside her blouse. I&#8217;ll knead her bare boobs like dough. My mom knows very well that asking chapati is a signal for action and removes her bra purposely.<\/p>\n<p>My mom having eyes closed moans and slowly kneads the dough taking a long time. Reaching a high state, I whisper in her ears. &#8220;Saro, when will chapati be ready?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Do you really want chappati?&#8221; she replies in a husky voice. Kneading continues. &#8220;Something is poking in my blouse. Attend that first.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh, this?&#8221; I catch both ber nipples and pinch and squeeze them.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Saro, paal venum. (I want milk)&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAfter chapati. Ok?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ok.&#8221; kneading continues.<\/p>\n<p>But back in my first experience, the kneading was different as I squeezed her boobs lying next to her,<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ajay. Stop it,\u201d saying that she wriggled away. I didn&#8217;t leave her. Girls always love men putting the extra effort which is no different in my mom&#8217;s case who is a child at heart.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;ll forgive you for this okay? You cannot catch me. I&#8217;ve come this far,&#8221; she would laugh just lying a few feet away.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What if I catch you?&#8221; saying that I went near and put hands on her ass this time.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Idiot. What do you think? You know which all places I sweat?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;See. This is the place where I sweat more&#8221; she lifted her arm and pointed at her armpit. Without thinking I went for her armpit all in a sudden and licked it over the cloth.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What? Ajay!&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>Since her nighty was almost sleeveless, I just rolled it and started licking her bare armpit.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sorry, mom. Couldn&#8217;t control.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh, I know. That&#8217;s why I&#8217;m going to the bedroom. You can&#8217;t do anything there,&#8221; saying that in a flirty way she went inside. I followed her like a dog and started poking my dick on her ass.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You started already?\u201d she smiled looking away.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She laid on the bed. I again laid next to her still poking.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You came here too? Take the bedsheet.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I took the bedsheet and wrapped both of us into one. We were lying facing each other.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ajay. We didn&#8217;t even switch on the fan it&#8217;s sweaty. I don&#8217;t know what you will do.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My mom looked beautiful in that dim light.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Enough talking, Saro,&#8221; saying that I went in for the kiss. I lip-locked with her. And sucked her mouth.<\/p>\n<p>As the kiss ended, &#8220;Ajay. What is this? First my name. Then kiss. What did you think?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Stop talking so much. I love you and I&#8217;ll only show what I think like kissing.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ok. I&#8217;m not talking hereafter,&#8221; saying that she laughed and smiled like a teenager. From that point, there was no looking back. I threw away the bedsheet and removed my t-shirt and tracks.<\/p>\n<p>I still had my underwear. She responded to everything with just shocking expressions and moans. I again rolled her nighty arms and started licking her armpits like there is no tomorrow.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ajay. Do you want milk?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>To be continued.<\/p>\n<p>Guys don&#8217;t be angry that I&#8217;m leaving it at this point as I have plans for more parts. The next whole part will be how the night ended. Keep posting your comments and suggestions.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hi guys, this is a story that happened between me and my mother when I was in college. You can contact me at for further queries. Ladies, you are always welcome. It gives me a high when I receive comments from you people. Keep posting. 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