Jealousy of Rajesh – Part 1

Hi, I am Rajesh. When I was growing up into a man, I was getting attracted to my own Mom. She is a dusky, tall woman, 5 feet 8 inches, and chubby, with huge boobs (38D). A big fat belly like a sack of rice and a jiggly abdomen filled with yellow stretch marks and a deep, round navel.

Every desi son plays with his Mom’s soft belly while sleeping with her, and I did the same. But I never got a chance to do naughty things with her, as she was very strict and I was afraid of her. However, I used to masturbate thinking of her suckling on her boobs and playing with her jiggly belly and navel.

My lust for my Mom continued until I got a girlfriend, who is ten years older than me, a dusky and BBW woman like my Mom and is my professor, and while having sex with her, I will often bury my face into her breasts, suckle her nipples and would call her “mommy”.

She pats my back with love, and I release my load of cum inside her pussy. However, still, sometimes my lust for my Mom triggers me. A reason for that is the events that happened between two of my friends and their Moms. Listening to those events used to make me extremely horny.

It made me think of doing such things with my own Mom – a wish that remained unfulfilled. Here I will narrate to you those events between my two friends and their Moms. It used to make me horny and jealous. There are not too many such events.

But I used to take frequent updates from my friends till we all left for college. However, as these are true events and not made-up sex stories, I cannot expand them too much. And you may not get to see everything you get in a general sex story.

Suman suckles on his Mom’s tits

Here, I will tell the events between Suman and his Mom, Chitra aunty. Suman has been my friend for a long time. His father is a sailor and stays abroad most of the time. His mother’s name is Chitra. Suman was my good friend, and so was Chitra aunty to my Mom.

We often visited teachers’ houses, spent time and played together. Chitra aunty used to love me like her own son. Suman was thin and dusky, while his Mom Chitra aunty was fair. She was a heavy-built woman. Suman had told me that her bra size is 38. She had a huge, flabby belly.

She would often wear a saree a little bit below her navel. So, whenever I would meet Chitra aunty, I would easily see her jiggling belly with her deep oval navel. At the same time, I could also see her huge boobs held tightly in her blouse, so big that they always try to jump out.

The shape of her nipple was also visible sometimes, when she is not wearing a bra inside her blouse. I often used to masturbate thinking of Chitra aunty – thinking of playing and sucking with her huge boobs and fucking her.

However, the most important part is, why would the relation between Suman and Chitra aunty make me jealous? My Mom stopped me breastfeeding many years ago. After that, she would never let me even touch her boobs. I would try sometimes while sleeping at night.

She would always give me a good scolding and take my hands off her boobs. At the same time, Suman’s mother used to breastfeed her till he left for college. Even his father knew this and never tried to intervene between the mother and the son.

Chitra aunty’s breastmilk never finished as she used to breastfeed Suman every night. Whenever Suman and I meet, he would always tell me about the previous night. I would eagerly listen to him, only to masturbate with frustration and jealousy.

Let me tell you one eventful night when he released his cum on his Mom’s belly for the first time.

In Suman’s language:

“Last night, my Mom and I went to bed. Mom removed her pallu, opened the hooks of her blouse and turned towards me. I hugged Mom tightly and put one of my legs on her to make the hug tighter. As it was very warm last night, I did not wear a vest. My chest and belly were buried under her belly.

I started playing with my Mom’s one boob and waiting for Mom to breastfeed me. Mom gently took my head in her arms and then held her other boob in her hand and brought it near my open mouth. Then she put her nipple and areola in my mouth and started to rub my head and back.

I started to suck Mom’s nipple, and my Mom’s sweet and warm breastmilk started to flow into my mouth, and I started to swallow it. You know, from the past few months, I have been getting a strong erection while my Mom breastfeeds me.

However, while I was sucking on my Mom’s boob, drinking her breastmilk, my Dad suddenly called her on a video call. I got irritated. I know that Dad knows that Mom breastfeeds me every night. He has seen me doing that many times while being present in the room or over video call.

Mom did not care. She kept on breastfeeding me, and with her other hand, she accepted the video call and started talking with Dad. I kept on sucking on Mom’s boobs and drinking her breastmilk, and while playing and squeezing with the other boob.

The other boob was continuously leaking milk as I was squeezing it. I overheard what my Mom and Dad were discussing. But neither I nor they understood everything, and neither did I care. At one point, Dad told Suman to show me.

Mom: He is drinking my breastmilk.

Dad: What’s new in that? Just show me.

Mom moved the phone screen towards me and said: Suman beta, talk to daddy.

As I was suckling on Mom’s boob with her nipple in my mouth, I only looked at the screen through the corner of my eyes and made a sound.

Dad: Hello, beta, still drinking mommy’s milk. It is tasty.

Me: Hmmm.

Dad told Mom: Move the camera to you. Seems Suman is enjoying his mommy’s milk and does not want to talk to daddy.

Mom: Ok.

Dad: Does he play with your belly and navel?

Mom: He does.

Dad: Show me.

Mom: But he is playing with my boob now. You saw that.

Dad: I want to see him playing with your belly too. If you tell him, he will do that.

Mom pulled down her saree much lower and made her whole big fat belly bare. Seeing her big, fat, and jiggly belly, my erection became stronger. Mom pulled my hand from her boon down to her belly. Without even being asked by Dad or Mom, I started to play with Mom’s fat, fleshy, and jiggly belly.

I was squeezing her belly everywhere. Especially her fleshy, soft abdomen. Sometimes, she squeezes the folds in her waist. Sometimes I would put my finger in her deep navel while squeezing hard the soft and fleshy abdomen just below her navel.

Sometimes I was brushing the stretch marks in her abdomen with the tips of my fingers. At the same time, I kept on suckling and drinking my Mom’s breastmilk and squeezing that with my other hand. Mom’s other boob was still leaking drops of breastmilk.

Dad was watching everything from the other side of the video call. I don’t know why. Seeing me suckling on my Mom’s boobs and playing with her belly and navel, he was making noises. At one point in time, I heard Dad telling Mom, “Ask him to do that thing?”

So, irritating. I am enjoying my Mom’s milk-filled breasts and her jiggly and fleshy belly. What does Dad want to see more of? Why is he disturbing me from getting nurtured by my Mom’s breastmilk and the warmth of her smooth, fleshy belly and boobs?

Mom told me: Suman beta, mommy wants Suman to love her belly in the same way he loves her boobies.

I now know what to do. In fact, this is one of the ways I play with Mom every night. I released Mom’s nipple from my mouth and sat up. Mom turned and lay on her back. I slowly crawled over Mom and sat on her huge, fat thighs. Then I grabbed Mom’s boobs with both of my hands and started leaning forward.

I ultimately dipped my face in my Mom’s belly. As my face was buried in Mom’s fleshy belly, I started moving my face here and there, licking, sucking and biting every inch of my Mom’s belly, while squeezing both of her boobs hard. Milk was now spraying from both of her nipples.

Dad was making sounds on the phone, but much louder. At one point in time, I brought my face to my Mom’s deep navel. I dipped my nose in her navel and took the intoxicating, pungent smell of Mom’s navel. I licked her fleshy, soft abdomen and played with her stretch marks with my tongue.

Then I slowly inserted my tongue into my Mom’s navel and started licking and sucking there. I squeezed my Mom’s boobs like kneading dough. Suddenly, I heard Dad make a loud noise over the phone. Mom giggled and said, “So early?”

Dad: What can I do? I could not control.

What has Dad done? What was he trying to control?

Mom told me: Come on, Suman beta. Now drink Mom’s milk from the other boob. Mommy is waiting. Enough play with mommy’s belly for tonight.

I was not in the mood to leave Mom’s belly. But I was also eager to suck Mom’s boobs and drink her breastmilk. Hence, I rose and lay down on her other side. I hugged Mom again and started to suck on her other breast and drink her breastmilk.

At the same time, I was playing with her boob and squeezing them, sometimes pulling and twisting her nipples with my fingers.

Dad said to Mom: Have you noticed that it is having a tent?

When did I own a tent? What is Dad talking about?

Mom: Yes, it has been quite a few months.

Dad: Did you help him release?

Mom: No. How can I? I am his Mom.

Dad: Well, help him, or he will get frustrated and will be able to do nothing good. You are still breastfeeding him. What is the problem with helping with the other thing?

Mom: Most of the Moms let their son play with their breasts. That is natural…it is not connected to that.

Dad: No, my Mom did not let me play with her breasts at his age.

Mom: I said most. Not all. It depends on Mom-son bonding.

Dad: Okay, it’s up to you. But it would have helped him a lot. Otherwise, he would be frustrated and would not concentrate on his studies.

Mom: Even if I do, I cannot do it in front of you.

Dad: Okay then, I am leaving the phone now. But please help him.

Mom: I will see.

Mom disconnected the phone. I do not know what they were talking about. I was rather busy sucking out and drinking my Mom’s breastmilk from her huge boob and playing with her other boob and sometimes with her belly and navel, using my hand. Mom was rubbing my back. My dick was so erect that it was painful. There was an awkward silence in the room for some time. My eyes were almost closing.

Suddenly, Mom said: Suman beta. You can take off your pants. It is very warm today.

I looked at my Mom. But I did not want to get up to take off my pants. I did not want to stop drinking breastmilk from my Mom’s breast.

Mom: Do you want mommy to take off your pants?

I nodded my head to say ‘yes’ without taking Mom’s nipple from my mouth.
Mom grabbed the elastic of my pants at my waist. Slowly, she started pulling it down until I was completely naked. I was feeling shy as my dick was fully erect, even though Mom had seen me naked many times.

I had no shame in being naked in front of my Mom. As I was naked, Mom shocked me as she started to play with my dick. She said, “Oh, my beta’s pee pee. It has turned big. My beta is growing bigger and stronger. Drink more milk from mommy’s boob –so that you can become bigger and stronger.”

Mom did not need to tell me that. I was already sucking Mom’s boob hard and squeezing the other boob harder as soon as she had started to play with my dick. She had started slowly to pull my foreskin back and forth. After some time, she took some saliva in her hand from her mouth.

She rubbed her saliva all over my dick and started jerking my dick. The experience of being jerked off by Mom while being breastfed by her is beyond any comparison. I was sucking Mom’s tits harder and drinking more and more of her milk.

At one point in time, Mom said, “Do you want mommy to release your pee pee juice? There is a juice stuck inside your pee pee. You must release it – otherwise your balls will be in pain.” I again nodded my head to say ‘yes’ while continuing to suck Mom’s boob and drink her breastmilk.

But to my disappointment, Mom took her boob out of my mouth. She sat up and bent towards my waist, bringing her mouth to my waist. She started to suck my dick and played with the head of my dick using her tongue. It was such a strong pleasure and excitement.

My dick started to throb inside my Mom’s mouth. I grabbed one of her huge boobs with both of my hands and squeezed it hard. My Mom’s breastmilk spread all over my belly.

After some time, Mom lay down beside me and again let me suckle and drink her breastmilk from her huge boobs.

Mom: My son is very strong. His juice does not release fast. But mommy knows how to tackle her naughty son. Just wait and see.

This time, I was alternatively playing with Mom’s one boob while suckling her breastmilk from the other. Mom did not let me go to the gym with one of my legs. Instead, she wrapped one of her huge, heavy legs around me. She held my dick in her hand.

She pulled back my foreskin and started rubbing my dick on her fleshy, bare belly. It was such an extremely exciting and arousing feeling for me. I stopped playing with Mom’s boobs. Instead, I latched on to one of her boobs, sucking her breastmilk, and started squeezing the other.

My whole body was shivering like a feather out of excitement. But I could not move too much as I was tightly wrapped within Mom’s strong legs. At one point in time, Mom put the head of my dick in her navel. Her navel was so deep and wide. Her big belly was so fleshy that half of my dick was no longer visible.

I felt like the warmth of my Mom’s navel was melting my dick. I felt nothing more exciting and arousing than this in my life. Mom held my dick there with her fingers so that it would not come out of her navel. My precum was releasing and making the walls of my Mom’s navel slippery.

I continued to suck strongly on Mom’s breast, drinking more and more of her breastmilk. None of us was moving, though I was shivering. But as my Mom was breathing in and out, her huge belly was expanding, thus pushing out some part of my dick outside.

My dick head was always inside her navel. Due to her breathing in and out, I felt like my dick was going inside and coming out of her navel. Gliding as it was slippery with my pre-cum. I could not hold any longer. Out of extreme excitement, I hugged Mom.

I started sucking her breast so hard that so much of her breastmilk was coming into my mouth. I was not able to swallow all of her breastmilk. It was flowing down from both ends of my mouth. My eyes were closed with arousal. The only sound that was coming from my mouth.

Mom was also holding me tightly with her legs. She could not hold me with her hand, and her hand was busy keeping my dick inside her navel. At one point in time, my whole body started jerking. I released my cum inside Mom’s navel. I released so much cum that it overflowed from her navel.

It started dripping on the bed, running across her huge, fat belly. I was almost out of my senses. I remember that I was still suckling on my Mom’s boobs and drinking her breastmilk. Mom was rubbing off my cum from her hand in her saree.”

From that day, each time I met Suman, he would narrate similar events happening with his mom. He never saw or fucked Chitra aunty’s pussy. But do you think hearing such events every time, especially between a Mom and a son, is not enough to make me jealous?

Especially, when my Mom did not allow me to do anything with her, other than play with her belly? I was jealous of Suman. He could suckle on his Mom’s breasts and drink her breastmilk every night. He was allowed by his Mom to fuck her belly and release his cum inside his Mom’s navel.

But there was someone whose live event not only made me more jealous. But also made Suman jealous and frustrated. He was Nandu, our batchmate. Nandu was also our old-time friend. Three of us used to play together or go fishing many times.

Whenever we would go fishing, we would have a long time to chat among ourselves. Most days, a major part of the chatting was listening eagerly to Suman on how he suckles on his Mom’s boobs and drinks her breastmilk. Later, Suman also used to describe how he made love on his Mom’s belly.

He released his come while fucking her navel. I used to get excited, but Nandu used to listen very quietly. Who knew that he was going to do something bigger? It was winter. Nandu has gone to his maternal uncle’s (mama) house for the wedding of his cousin brother.

We did not see him for a week. Nandu’s Mom, whom we call Srijita aunty, is a tall and ebony woman. She is around 5 feet 9 inches tall, taller than my mom, Suman’s Mom and even taller than Nandu’s Dad. There was no other woman in our small town as luscious and heavily built as Srijita aunty.

She was a strong woman and used to do all house chores by herself. Her boobs are huge. They should be around 40 D, I guess, as her boobs were bigger than my Mom’s (38D). She would always wear her saree deep below her navel, exposing her fat and huge dusky belly.

Yellow stretchmarks and her deep, round navel. Nandu, whose height was 5 feet 4 inches back then, used to get irritated when she went to the market. Men would try to have a look at her thick belly folds, jiggling fleshy and dusky belly and deep navel.

Their eyes will be glued to her huge boobs and cleavage. Srijita aunty would have her saree and blouse properly. But nobody dared to approach her due to her robust and heavy stature. Nandu’s father is a company manager. He had to leave Nandu and Srijita aunty at their family home while moving to a big city, to look after Nandu’s grandparents and their huge property.

Suman and I used to discuss about Srijita aunty among us, behind Nandu. We both were attracted to her body and often masturbate thinking of her in our bathrooms. However, Nandu only once told us that he also wants to have a wife like his mother.

At least we know that, like most Indian small-town and village boys, Nandu also plays with his mother’s belly and navel while sleeping at night. We would sometimes ask Nandu how that feels.