It was a summer time. The Indian mother sat on her bed, smiling warmly at her son and daughter. She had planned for something very exciting and new for her son and daughter. The mom had a twinkle in her eye and a gentle expression on her face.<\/p>\n
“Dear son and daughter,” she began, “I want to talk to you about something important and I want both of you to listen to me carefully. If any of you is not comfortable with what I am going to say, you can always tell me and decide not to do it.”<\/p>\n
The son who is 18 years old and daughter who is 18 years old exchanged worried glances as they were unsure of what their mother was going to say. They both loved their mother dearly but at the same time, they were not sure if they were ready for this conversation.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s okay,\u201d the mother reassured her son and daughter with a kind smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to talk to you about kissing. I think it is an important part of expressing love and showing someone how much we care for them.\u201d<\/p>\n
The son and daughter let out nervous breaths, the idea of kissing was still new and unfamiliar to them. They had seen couples kiss in movies or on TV, but they never really thought too deeply about what went into it. They also never felt like trying it until this moment as they had no romantic partners as well.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t be afraid,\u201d their mother said gently as if sensing their worries.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not going to force you into anything, but I do think it\u2019s important for us all to be comfortable with one another and have a healthy understanding of physical touch. So, if you\u2019re willing, I would love to teach you about kissing.\u201d<\/p> \n\n
The son nodded eagerly, he was excited at the prospect of learning something new from his mother. He had always admired her and looked up to her as a role model. The daughter rolled her eyes playfully, she was more experienced in these matters and didn\u2019t feel like she needed any formal lessons on kissing. But she was open to learning new techniques and figured that it would be a fun experience.<\/p>\n
As the three of them sat there surrounded by their mother\u2019s warm embrace, they all felt a sense of comfort and safety. It was as if the world around them melted away and all that mattered to them was this moment. They each took a deep breath, letting go of any lingering fear or uncertainty about what lay ahead.<\/p>\n
They all sat close to each other and the mother started the lesson. She asked her son to come close to her and then she took his face in her hands. She looked deeply into his eyes as if trying to convey a message of love and trust.<\/p>\n
\u201cFirst things first,\u201d she said softly, brushing some strands of hair off his forehead with the tips of her fingers.<\/p>\n
The son felt a warm rush spread through him at this simple gesture from his mother. He had never been kissed before, let alone have someone be so gentle and attentive to his needs.<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright,\u201d he whispered softly. feeling a nervous excitement bubbling up inside him.<\/p>\n
The mother smiled kindly at her son\u2019s response as she leaned in closer to brush their lips together for the first time. She hesitated just for a moment – this was an intimate incest act that she had only shared with one other person before (his father). But she felt confident enough to share it now with both of her children.<\/p>\n
The mother and son started with the basics. The mother gave a small kiss on the lips of the son. The son liked it. The mother asked, \u201cHow was it?\u201d<\/p>\n
The son replied, \u201cI liked it.\u201d<\/p>\n
The mother moved on to teach him advanced techniques, she guided him in the art of kissing, how to touch the mouth, taste the lips, how to press the lips and explore the mouth, how to use tongue, how to use teeth, etc.<\/p>\n
The son listened carefully and practiced the techniques with his mother. He felt the excitement mounting within him as he explored the art of kissing with his mother\u2019s guidance.<\/p>\n
The mother and son were kissing deep with their tongue.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s great, dear,\u201d the mother said softly, \u201cYou\u2019re getting the hang of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
The son\u2019s heart was racing, he was becoming more comfortable with each passing moment. Their kiss deepened as they explored each other\u2019s mouths, their tongues tasting and touching every inch of each other\u2019s mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re doing well, keep going,\u201d the mother encouraged, as she caressed his cheek with her hand.<\/p>\n
The son\u2019s heart raced with excitement as he explored his mother\u2019s mouth with his tongue, tasting and feeling every inch of her.<\/p>\n
The daughter watched from the side, a smile playing at the edges of her lips, as she saw how her brother was enjoying himself. She wanted to give him advice, but she didn\u2019t want to interrupt, so she decided to wait until they were done.<\/p>\n
As the minutes passed, the son and the mother\u2019s kiss became deeper and more passionate, and their tongues tangled as they explored each other\u2019s mouths.<\/p>\n
The son could feel the heat rising in his body as he felt his mother\u2019s hands caressing his back, pulling him closer to her. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, a mixture of excitement and nervousness filling him.<\/p>\n
The daughter watched from a distance, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. She was happy for her brother, but also a bit envious of how easily he managed to connect with their mother. She wanted something like this for herself too.<\/p>\n
The mother broke the kiss briefly, her long silky hair falling in loose tendrils around her face. Now, it was time for the daughter to get her lessons from her mother.<\/p>\n
The next part coming soon.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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