Fantasy to fuck my mom – Part 1

Hi. In this story, I am going to share my incest journey with my Mom, Kavita Shree. This story started exactly one year ago when I moved out of my house for the first time after my graduation. I always stayed with my parents in Hyderabad until then.

Ours is a small family of three – Myself (Varun), my Mom (Kavita) and my dad from Hyderabad. My dad is a businessman who used to travel a lot.

Coming to my Mom, she is the most beautiful MILF I have ever seen. Her biggest assets are her two big boobs. They looked like they were forcefully pushed inside her nightie. She doesn’t have the habit of wearing inners at home. So, whenever she walked in the house, her boobs used to jiggle.

She used to look like a sex goddess to me. I never missed an opportunity to enjoy the view of her bouncing boobs in the house. She is the kind of woman any man would love to fuck. I always wished to have a girlfriend like her.

After my graduation, I secured a job in Mysore, due to which I had to move out of my house. For the first time, I am staying away from my home. I rented a single room there as I am not used to staying with friends. I started to miss my parents very much, especially my Mom.

My day always begins and ends with a phone call to my parents. It has become a daily routine for me. I used to ring my Mom whenever I found some free time. Our conversations usually lasted 50-60 minutes. We used to share every single thing on the phone.

These phone calls brought us really close to each other. I became so obsessed that I waited for her phone call throughout the day. I never felt this attached to her earlier. Good morning messages and good night kisses became our daily dose of addiction.

I know my Mom also started missing me very much. She used to get angry when I didn’t call her. I used to plead with her to talk to me.

After the office, I used to find a lot of free time in my room. I used to watch some porn and masturbate daily. Sometimes, I masturbated 2-3 times a day. Things were going great up until one night.

One night, I was feeling very bored in my room, so I decided to have some fun. I watched porn for some time and started shagging my dick. All of a sudden, a naked image of my Mom flashed through my mind. I cum immediately. I couldn’t believe what had just happened.

I felt really bad about jerking off to my Mom and decided not to think like that again. But that image of my Mom didn’t get out of my mind. The harder I try, the more I think of her. The next day, the same thing happened, and I again cum immediately. I began to realise how much I am craving for my Mom.

From that day onwards, I started imagining my Mom every night before sleeping. I began noticing her assets more and more during our video calls. I used to have an instant hard-on while talking to her. One night, she was lying in her bed while talking to me. I was wearing only my pyjamas without a t-shirt.

She was wearing my favourite pink colour low-cut nightie. Her nightie was so tight I could clearly see her boobs through her dress. It looked like they could pop out anytime. I got an instant boner looking at her like that. She was so tempting that night that I couldn’t control myself till the end of our call.

I slowly pulled my pyjamas down and became completely naked. Mom had no clue because she could only see me up to my waist. When she asked me why I was not wearing a t-shirt, I told her that it was very hot in the room. She just smiled and did not say anything.

I lay down on my bed naked, watching her talk. My dick was completely hard. My hand slowly went to my dick and began stroking it. I was holding the phone in one hand and playing with my dick with the other. I was fully lost in ecstasy. I was no longer listening to her words.

I was only watching her beautiful lips move, imagining their softness in my mouth. Her breasts, so smooth and fluffy, would be a treat for my hands. I pictured myself lying beside her, and fondling her round boobs while kissing her soft lips.

My mother might have noticed that I was moaning softly, but did not say anything. Within a couple of minutes, I started ejaculating. For the next few seconds, I was completely out of this world. I started moaning heavily while releasing loads of cum into my hand.

I immediately cut off the phone call, fearing she might understand. It did not feel like a sin anymore for me. I realised I have cravings for my Mom, and nothing can change it. The thought alone affected my dick. After some time, I masturbated again, this time imagining fucking her in her bed.

I really enjoyed masturbating to her. It became a routine for me from then on to masturbate while being on video call with her. This continued for a few weeks before my Mom became suspicious of me.

One evening, I received a phone call from her. She never calls me at that time. But that day when I got the call, I knew something was wrong.

She said, “Varun, listen, if you are free, I want to talk to you.”

I said, “Sure, Mom, is everything alright? Where is Dad?”

Kavita – “He is not here. That’s why I am calling you now. Are you free to talk now?”

Me – “Yes, Mom.”

There is utter silence from the other side. I can hear her breathing.

So, I said, “Mom, are you there? You want to say something.”

After a pause, she said, “Varun, for the past few weeks, I have been noticing some change in your behaviour. Initially, I only had a few suspicions, but now I am sure about it.”

I was shocked to hear this confrontation from my Mom. I decided to act innocent.

Me – “I don’t know what you are talking about?”

Mom – “You really think I wouldn’t notice? I know you are masturbating while talking to me.”

I was shocked. I denied it. I asked, “What? What gave you that idea?”

Mom – “You cannot escape from your mother. I know everything. I know that back at home also, you were always staring at my body.”

I was dumbstruck. I didn’t know how to respond.

She continued, “I always knew you loved watching me. I thought you were going through that adolescent phase and would eventually get rid of it. But when I realised that you are still thinking about me and even masturbating for me, I decided to talk to you.”

I realised there’s no point in pretending anymore. So, I decided to openly confess to her.

I said, “I am very sorry, Mom. I know I have disappointed you with my behaviour. I tried every possible way to avoid all of this. But I think I have developed feelings for you.”

Mom – “Don’t be sorry, son. It is not your fault alone. Even I am at fault here. I should have never let this happen. I have been spending so much time with you on the phone. Maybe I gave you the wrong idea.”

Me – “You have no idea how I feel about you, Mom. I know there’s no way to convince you. But, since we have reached this point, let me confess something to you now. I love you, Mom. I love you more than anyone in this world, and I wish I could be closer to you.”

Mom – “That’s so sweet of you, son, and I love you too. You are closer to me than anyone else in this world. But a Mom and son’s love has some boundaries.”

Me – “No, Mom. No love in this world can have boundaries. Especially, a mother and son’s love.”

Mom – “Yes. I completely agree, and I am glad you think so. I also want you to know that my love for you is limitless. But, do you think a mother and son’s relationship can be sexual? This is unacceptable to Society.”

I was completely surprised by her words. She is talking about us having sex, but is worried about society. I now know that she is also in love with me.

I said, “We don’t know if people commit incest. It is their private life. So will be ours.”

Mom – “Maybe you are right. But I am not going to accept it. I don’t want to talk about this again. Promise me you will stop doing it, or else I am not calling you again.”

With that, it felt like my world had shattered. Tears started rolling down my face. My voice was shaking. I didn’t say anything. My Mom knew I was crying, but she was adamant.

Mom – “Say something, please.”

Me – “As you wish, Mom. But I still love you. Bye.”

And I hung up the call. I did not sleep that whole night. I didn’t call my Mom for a week. Even Mom didn’t call me during that time. That was the toughest time of my life.

Two weeks later, I finally got a call from my home. It was my dad who rang up. He is usually very busy and calls once a week. We chatted for a while. He said he’s going out of the station on office work for a couple of weeks. Finally, he called my Mom and gave the phone to her.

She immediately ended the call.

The next evening, to my surprise, I got a call from my Mom. It was a very awkward conversation at the beginning. None of us knew what to say. Finally, my Mom broke the ice by saying, “Idiot, how long are you going to take to call me?”

With that, all the inhibitions were gone. We both blurted out laughing. After chit-chatting for a while, my Mom said she’ll call back later and ended the call.

I was eagerly waiting for her phone call that entire evening. Finally, she called me at night, 10 P.M. I was so happy to receive a call from her after many days. We spoke for 10 minutes and ended the call.

We started making phone calls and video calls again. As promised, I never did anything to spoil the relationship again. This continued for a week. Once during our conversation, Mom said, “Thank you for listening to me.”

Me – “I will never break my promise made to my lovely Mom.”

With this, my mother became emotional.

She said, “I am sorry, my dear. I know I am harsh on you. But it is for your own good.”

Me – “Don’t be silly. You know I will do anything for you.”

I know my Mom is feeling guilty about this. So, I changed the topic. After a while, she asked, “Can I ask you one personal question?’

Me – “Yes, Mom”

Mom – “I know boys of your age have urges to do certain things. I only asked you to stop thinking about me. I never asked you to cut off from having pleasures.”

I understood what she meant by that.

I said, “Ok”

After a brief pause, my Mom said, “So, I am not wrong.”

Me – “About what?”

Mom – “That you are still in love with me.”

Me – “Let me tell you one thing first. I have and will always love you. That is never going to change. Secondly, I can never think of anyone else.”

Mom – “Now, I don’t know what to say. That I am glad you said that, or?”

I know that my mother is blushing from inside. I am delighted by her words.

Me – “Or what, Mom?”

Mom – “Nothing. Can I ask you something? Why do you love me so much?”

Me (took a deep breath) – “You are everything for me, Mom. You have looked after me through thick and thin. I never needed anyone except you. It is only you who can make or break my world. In other words, you are my world. I can never love anyone else more than you.”

My Mom was speechless for a while. We ended the conversation with this and hung up. I felt really happy that I expressed myself to her. I have now left it to her to decide how our relationship is shaping forward.

After that day, we became even closer. A new kind of bond developed between us. Is Mom finally accepting my love? I am able to sense changes in her behaviour during phone calls.

I noticed that she is dressing up well before video-calling me, as if she wants to appear good in front of me. She is teasing me like a lover. Somehow, I know she is going to be mine.

One day, during our phone call, she asked, “Can I ask you something?”

Me- “Sure mam”

Mom (after a long pause) – “Does it make you happy when you think about me? You know – in that way”

Me – “It is the best feeling I’ve ever had, Mom. But, forget that. Nothing is more important than my promise to you.”

There was awkward silence for a while. Finally, Mom started to talk.

Mom – “Son, I am going to say one thing before I end this call. You are the only person I care about now, and I wish the best for you. I always want you to be happy. If it makes you happy, you can think about me and do whatever pleases you. You now have my permission. Bye.”

Before I could realise what was just said, my Mom cut the call. I was overwhelmed with joy and happiness. I tried calling her again, but she cut my calls. A little later, my phone beeped.

It was my Mom who messaged me, “YOU HEARD IT RIGHT. Message me after you are done.”

That night was probably the best masturbation session I had. Having my Mom’s permission to think about fucking her and the entire conversation excited me to the core. I wasted no time in pulling out my cock and stroking it.

I imagined ripping off her clothes and kissing her body from head to toe. I imagined fucking her in all ways possible.

My phone beeped just when I finished my jerking session. My Mom messaged me, “Over?”

I understood that she had also just finished masturbating. I immediately texted her back.

Me – “YES and you?”

Mom didn’t reply. So, I texted her back.

Me – “Ok, sorry for that message. But thank you so much for everything you said earlier. You are the best.” This time, Mom replied.

Mom – “Anything for you, son. You deserve everything from me. No one loves me or cares for me as you do. Not even your dad. I will do anything that makes my baby happy.”

Mom – “Son, I know you love me, and I also know nobody can love me more than you do. Not even your father. I have been thinking about you for a while now. So, I am saying this to you now. I don’t care about society. I don’t care about anyone. I love you, dear. Good night.”

After a while, my phone beeped again. Mom texted – “And yes.”

I couldn’t believe what I just read.

Mom is informing me that she had masturbated in her bed. With that, I confirmed that Mom is also in the game with me. She didn’t tell who she was thinking about while rubbing her pussy. But I wish it were me she was dreaming of.

That single text message was so thrilling that I had a full, erect dick again. This time, I masturbated leisurely and released a load cum in the name of my Mom again. I slept peacefully knowing that Mom is mine now.

Please continue reading the second part of this story.