{"id":24710,"date":"2020-05-05T07:40:28","date_gmt":"2020-05-05T07:40:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/2020\/05\/05\/mom-after-mom-season-2-part-7-journey-towards-intimacy\/"},"modified":"2020-05-05T07:40:28","modified_gmt":"2020-05-05T07:40:28","slug":"mom-after-mom-season-2-part-7-journey-towards-intimacy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/mom-after-mom-season-2-part-7-journey-towards-intimacy\/","title":{"rendered":"Mom After Mom -Season 2- Part 7 (Journey Towards Intimacy)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n \n<p>I slowly moved towards the room and she was already in. I hesitated to enter the room initially but entered after a few minutes.<\/p>\n<p>I slowly went to my bed and she was sitting on her bed, resting her back on the wall, holding her mobile. She looked at me. Our looks were not the same as earlier, after what happened. Our conversation earlier changed everything. The intimacy increased. There was this weird shyness inside both of us.<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cDo you need light on?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cNo. You can switch it off.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I switched off the light and put on the bed lamp and lied down. I was not getting sleep as I slept well in the evening. I was moving around, to my left, lying on my back and then turning to my right. But I was not able to sleep. Then finally I lied on my back and was thinking.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cUnable to sleep?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I turned towards her and she was looking at me.<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cYeah, \u00a0I slept in the evening right.\u2019\u201d<\/p> \n\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cYeah. You slept like a log. It took a couple of minutes to wake you up. I must have hit you ten times before you opened your eyes finally.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cHahaha I was just a bit tired.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cTired! I thought you must be relaxed then.\u201d (with a sly smile)<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cCome on, Di.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Saying so, I got up and laid my back on the bed rest. I was embarrassed and she was laughing making faces. She does look so cute when she does that. My eyes adjusted to the dim light by now and I was able to see her sweet face in that faint light. I continued watching her without realizing she was also looking at me.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cWhat! You started again?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I lowered my eyes and smiled shyly.<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cIt\u2019s just that&#8230;\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cJust that?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cIt was just fun to look at you while you make faces.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cReally? (with her eyebrows raised) Fine fine. Let\u2019s say you are right now. But you were staring at me at dinner as well!\u201d (with her usual suspicious eyes)<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cNo no, I wasn\u2019t staring. I was thinking about something.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cIs it. What were you thinking so deeply then?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cThat was about what Mom told. I was just recollecting our childhood, how we used to play\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cNot we! It was me who used to play with you. You kept running to your friends\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cOk ok. I stand corrected\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She smiled and looked at me.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cYou were so cute. Just tiny feet and arms, healthy and chubby cheeks. I used to pinch them all the time.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cNow I know why they have become so flat now.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She laughed and I joined her.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cLook at you now. You have become so thin and tall.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cSo you&#8217;re saying that I am not cute now\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cYou are baba. You were just cuter when you were young.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cBut you are cuter now.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cIs it?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cThat is because you didn\u2019t get to see me when I was young.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cNo. I saw your pics. You were cute then. But you are cuter now. Sharp nose, lovely eyes, fair bubbly cheeks with dimples, red lips, and those\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cEnough enough. I believe you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Her words made me realize that I was just starting to get carried away. I looked at her and she was blushing. I wanted to utilize this opportunity to take our relationship forward. I continued our conversation.<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cI only remember me playing with you. (and she looked at me questioning) Ok I mean, you play with me when I was around five years old. I don\u2019t remember what happened before that. How did you play with me when I was younger than that.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cI think Mom already told that\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cOf course she did. But I wanted to know it in detail\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She started to think, remembering those events for a while.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cHmmm, I was like most other girls. I was pretending to be your mother and used to take care of you as if you were my child. I used to pretend to change your nappies. I used to hold you and sing rhymes from school to put you to sleep. I used to hold you and pretend to feed you cereal.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Involuntarily, my mind started imagining that scene. It felt so cute. Slowly my imagination flowed down to our current ages. \u00a0It was not cuter anymore. It was a strange sensual feeling.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cUhhh. Come out now. Out of your imagination.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I quickly snapped back to reality and looked at her. She was already looking at me with fake disgust on her face.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cTell me one thing. Do you always think about this?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cNot always. Not until some time.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cUntil some time. So what started these thoughts in you?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201c It\u2019s hard to put it out\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cIt\u2019s hard to put it out. Really! But good to watch?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I looked at her questioningly.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cI know what you used to do back then, before my marriage. Even I knew what you were doing when I woke you up before dinner today.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>It was my turn to blush. I looked down at the floor.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cNow tell me. What triggered those thoughts in your mind? I have a faint idea about it while it was going on. But I could not get the point where it started even after thinking about it so much.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cIt was that evening.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cWhich evening?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cThat evening during my first exam in the final year. You brought me a cup of tea.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She thought for a moment.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cOh, was it when I hit you?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cYes. You were bent and your top lowered down and\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cShameless.\u201d (stopping me in between)<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cYou were the one who asked me to tell you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cIt wasn\u2019t because you told this now. It was because you saw it then.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cYou know right\u2026 It is hard to get diverted\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cRight right. I know.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She kept silent for a moment and then suddenly got up in excitement.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cHey now it struck me. So that must be you which made the noise at the window the other day.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I just nodded silently with my head pointing down.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cYou didn\u2019t get scared. What if someone had seen you. What if I had found you?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cI wasn\u2019t able to think of all that, then. I just wanted to have a look somehow and nothing else came to my mind then.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cWhat is there to be so desperate?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cIt is just curiosity.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cCurious it seems\u2026 Somebody could have caught you and then it would have been big news.\u201d (with a sarcastic laugh)<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cBut they didn\u2019t, right?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cYeah they didn\u2019t. So were you successful then?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cNo. The window distorted the view. So I tried to open it and that was when you were alerted.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cThank god. Did you try it anytime later?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cNope. Thereafter, fear dominated that feeling and I stopped\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cGreat. At least you used your brain then.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cI use it all the time but feelings dominate sometimes\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cYou and your feelings. You were even making advances in the theatre, out in the public.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cYou knew it then?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cWomen know everything. And the way you were doing it, even a dumb woman would come to know. I was so scared and upset.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cWhat about now?\u201d (slowly raising my head and turning towards her)<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cJust shut up.\u201d (she blushed and threw a pillow at me)<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cYou remember the day we had this fight the other day?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cWhich fight?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cWith pillows? On the couch?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cYes&#8230; That was so embarrassing then.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I just looked at her with a mischievous smile with my eyebrows raised.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cAnd even now&#8230; Happy? Stupid.\u201d (looking at me with fake anger)<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cOnly embarrassed. Not angry?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cIt happened all of a sudden and you wouldn\u2019t know. It was just an accident.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cRight&#8230; What if it happens again\u2026 not as an accident\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cYou have become so shameless. Just sleep now.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cI am not getting sleep, Di.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cSo what? Shall I hold you and sing a lullaby for you!\u201d (with a cute angry face)<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cNot a bad idea.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cShut up.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cYou used to do that when I was young. Why not now?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cNow! You have grown up and have become naughty.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cWhat if I say I won\u2019t be naughty. I would be silent just as I was as a child\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She started thinking.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cYou are not serious. Are you?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cI am.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cI don\u2019t know. It feels so weird\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cOk, I will try to sleep myself.\u201d (with a sad face)<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cFine fine. Don\u2019t cry now. But promise me you won\u2019t do anything inappropriate.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cPromise.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She adjusted herself and laid her legs straight, across her bed, resting her back on the wall, near the headrest. She patted the bed beside her. I moved towards her and sat on the bed beside her. She held my shoulders and made me lie, with my head on her thighs gently and my body occupied the rest of the bed down.<\/p>\n<p>The moment my head touched her thighs, my mind started relaxing. Her soft fleshy thighs were better than the pillows. My eyes got closed by itself and she slowly started singing. I wasn\u2019t feeling sleepy yet, but her voice started soothing me.<\/p>\n<p>Her soft voice reached my ears as she brushed my head gently, curling her fingers in my hair occasionally. She patted her other hand on my chest gently, trying to put me to sleep. It was a while and I just opened my eyes again to watch her lovely face as she sang the song.<\/p>\n<p>But something else came in front of my eyes. Her breasts were moving up and down slowly, rhythmically as she was raising or lowering the notes. My eyes moved towards it effortlessly and I slightly turned towards her. My eyeballs were moving in sync with her breasts.<\/p>\n<p>I felt their size increased to some extent after I last met her. Probably it was the result of their lovemaking. I felt jealous of jiju thinking of how he felt those breasts for himself. How he must have squeezed them, pressed them, touched them. He must have sucked them as well just like a baby would suck milk from them.<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cMannu.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I just got alerted and looked at her with worry. Though I knew that she knew my feelings, I knew my direct stares would cause her discomfort.<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cSorry Di\u2026\u201d (I said without waiting for her)<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cWhat is so interesting there that you guys keep looking at it all the time?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cI don\u2019t know. It just looks so lovely and amazing.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cWhat is so amazing in that?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cThe shape&#8230; You know\u2026 The curves\u2026 its softness\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cSoftness? Did you feel it already? I thought you stayed away from your girlfriends.\u201d (with a strange surprised look)<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cNo Di\u2026 Come on&#8230; I just heard it here and there.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cSo you never touched them?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cNo Di.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cWhat about the pillow fight and the other night after the movie.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cYeah that was there. But those were just accidental.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cBut you felt them right?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Me &#8211; \u201cYes I agree. But it wasn\u2019t enough to know for sure\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Di &#8211; \u201cYou are just sick\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Saying so, she moved ahead to hit me and I hid towards her belly. She saw that and tried to stop herself. But it was too late and her voluptuous breasts just landed over my face.<\/p>\n<p>This is the end of this part and the story will be continued in the next one. Please share your feedback in the comments or mail to .<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I slowly moved towards the room and she was already in. I hesitated to enter the room initially but entered after a few minutes. I slowly went to my bed and she was sitting on her bed, resting her back on the wall, holding her mobile. She looked at me. 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