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MOM AND SON FANTASY-1

Well my name is Parth and I came accross many Mom fantasy stories and I always wanted to share mine real story but I was hasitant. Somehow I got courage to write. Let me first tell you something about my mom. Her name is Varsha and is a very homely lady. She is 48 years old now but looks like 30 only because of day to day household work and morning routine exercise. My Dad was an aircraft engineer who died of an accident when I was 19 years old. My mom was then 38 years. She still looked young as she got married at very early age We had enough to survive and mom banked on my education to fulfill future. I never thaught about my mom otherwise at that time and we started living our life. But after 6 months of my dads marriage I started noticing that my mom was feeling lonely as there was no one to share as I was always busy with my friends. One day while having dinner I started talking to her about what made her feel so sad and lonely and what Ican do. She told me nothing much except concentrate on studies. I asked her if she could join some classes but she told she was fine at home.

One day I was talking to my friend about my mom and told him how sad she felt. He advised me to take her out whenever possible and spend some time with her. That day I got back home and asked my mom if she was interested going out for a movie. But she told no she was fine. Suddenly she recalled about a drama (Guj Play) which she loved watching. I told her we can go on Sunday and I will book tickets for her. She got very happy and I saw smile on her face. That day we sat and chatted for almost an hour and that day i realized how lonely she was. We chatted about everything about family, relatives etc. Sunday evening we got ready for the drama and we reached the auditorium. It was pack and trust all were stunningly dressed. My mom was really looking like a widow. People were starring at her beauty and she was feeling more helpless.

As we were getting in some one pushed her accidentally and she caught my hand. That was first ime I felt like a grown up man and she caught it till we got seated. I thought she was feeling secured. We came home that night and I told her to start dressing normal and not to worry about the world. As days passed we started getting more closer as we discussed many things. Year passed and I was in my final year studying engineering. I started fantasizing about girls and I loved them dressed in different dresses all skimpy. I felt I was grown up.

One day me and mom went for a movie and now we were like friends talking everything she was also getting out of loneliness. As usual she was wearing a saree though not white now. As we were about to go in the hall someone started touching her shoulder with myand she got irritated and looked at me. I realized that man was trying to touch her and I just pushed him bit away. We entered into an argument and it was really heated. People interfered and asked us to calm down. I saw some sense of security in my moms eyes and she was very happy. As we sat she leaned a bit towards me and our shoulders were touching each other.

She asked me to get some popcorns and cold drink and we shared from one. Somehow I also started feeling close to her. As we were driving back home she thanked me for what I did today and told she was feeling secured now. We went home and went to our bedrooms. Mom normally wore sarees at night. I was not getting sleep and went to our living room and was sitting busy watching TV. Mom came out because of TV noise and asked me why I was not sleeping. I told her that I was thinking about that guy and getting angry. She smiled and came and kissed on my cheek. First time I felt warmth of her lips and a wave moved through my body.

She gave me a smile and went to her room. First time I saw her with a lustful eyes and trust me she was looking like a babe. White with 5`6`` height, well structured body I guess she had 35 size boobs with 37 hips and 28 waist...it was heaven. Entire night I didnt sleep. Next day morning as it was Sunday I got up and went to kitchen where she was cooking. I sat on the platform and started talking to her:

Me: Mom how did you feel yesterday night.
Mom: Secured. I have someone to protect me.
Me: U dont feel like having another relation with a man?
Mom: Well never thought off but yes I feel lonely at times.
Me: I can help you to find someone.
Mom: No need, I am worried about you.
Me: Dont worry I am not asking you to get married to him but you can always have him special.
Mom: I dont think so.
Me: Ok if u are ready let me know I will find someone for sure for you.
Mom: Ok....Parth you are there to protect me right why do I need someone.
Me: But I am your son...and I know you feel more secured with YOUR Man.
Mom: Ok....let us see.
I started getting some ideas and my hearth starting throbing hard. I was getting idea of proposing my mom and hey I was thinking what am I thinking this...but some how it came out
Me: Mom, do you see man in me.
Mom: ofcourse you are grown up now arent you?
Me: Man as in MAN
Mom: Means...
Me: as your man who can protect you.
Mom: Yes you did it yesterday...
Me: and I want to do it forever.
Mom: yes you will you are my son and I am sure you will even after your marriage.
Me: No I want to protect you as your MAN
Mom: Parth...
Me: Mom listen, we both have got very close,we share things, I want to protect you and whats wrong in that?
Mom: I know but darling I dont want to spoil your life.
Me: We can be goods friends, say special friends right.
Mom: So are we.
Me: Iwant to give other definition to it then mother - Son.
Mom: What definition?
Me: Say we are couples.
Mom: Smiled dear with tmyage difference?
Me: so what? We can be a bf and gf, a healthy relation right.
Mom: Ok I am fine but you are still my son.
Me: No I am your Parth from now and you my Varsha, can I call you that?
Mom: Parth I am liking what you are saying but my concious doesnt allow it.
Me: Comon Mom you can....lets try to be if we find it is not healthy we discuss it.
Mom: OK as you say....
I was in heaven but still thinking what I told. I got erection and I was feeling so happy.
Me: Mom...
Mom: hmmm...not mom ...Varsha,
Me: hey Varsha Can we go for date today?
Varsha: Sure... But where we have too many relatives to see us.
Me: Ok Varsha let us drive to Lonavala.
Varhsa: Ok but it is already 10:30.
Me: Let us start fast.
Varsha: Ok let me keep food in fridge and will get ready.
Me: Hurray....
For first time I felt happy and went and hugged her...she felt happy but told me
Varsha: We have healthy relation but we cant get physical.
Me: Ok.....
Varsha Got ready in a saree though it was better tmytime and I was in shorts and T-shirt. As she came out I told:
Me: Varsha what is tmywe are going for date.
Varsha: But I do not have anthing else dear..
Me: Oh ok...We will buy something
Varsha: No need...comon.
Me: Ok...but...
We started driving and we took take away to eat on the way...We reached Lonavala and got down at Triger point...it was too breezy there because of which Mom`s saree pallu was flying away... I smiled at her and told her...
Me: Varsha had u been in western dress tmywould have not happened.
Varsha: You are right...all are looking at me... I feel like any hindi film heroine and she laughed...
Me: Mom, you look betther then them...But I didnt like people starring at you so we will buy stuff for you.
Varsha: So sweet ok we will.
I felt like heaven when she told so sweet....We got down and went to the market for some shopping. I saw some couples moving around holding hands...I gathered courage and told her..
Me: Varsha can we atleast hold hands...
Varsha: No...
Me: Comon Mom
Varsha: I told you it has to be just healthy..
Me: But whats wrong in holding..
Varsha: People will think ek buddhi itne gabru Jawan ke saath kys gum rahi hain..
Me: Let them think...but had you worn western dress u would have never looked buddhi..
Varsha: Is it... Iwould have looked like Hot sizzling Filmy heroine and she laughed.
First time I realized how naughty she was from inside....I told her
Me: Ok Varsha please let us hold...
Varsha: Hmmm Man doesnt ask they hold...
I realized what she meant and how idiot I was...I caught her hand and felt in 7th sky. Me holding my mom`s hand in crowd as a couple I never thought.... Then I saw a shop and I asked my mom if she wants to shop some stuff to wear right away..She told she was Ok in what she waswearing...but I forced her inside....There I saw lovely pair of jeans and asked her to try it... She told no we will get cheaper in Mumbai and that she had never wore jeans after marriage... I told her to atleast wear once...
Varsha: But I dont know my waist size nowwhich jeans will fit... So forget it.
Me: we will get it measured.
Varsha: so you want other man to touch me..
I realized what she meant and told her....
Me: No I will do it.
Mom smiled at me and just blinked her eyes....Wow it was so sweet I fell in Love...Love with her for first time I got that deep sense... I called for Measure tape and for first time I touched my mom though little on her waist...my god she was just 27 even less then todays fat girls... I called for 26 jeans as u dont get 27... She was not aware of all that and went to try. As she wore I was waiting outside the trial room..I called for her and she told She cant comeout as it is too tight and she doesnt have anything on Top. I called for a T-shirt with some words written on it and gave it to her. She wore it and she just opened the door....wow..what a babe..I was feeling as if she was a college going girl and looking stunning. T-shirt was just reaching her waist and jeans was hugging her body like skin... I told her she was looking like a baby...Then I realized words written on her T-shirt...Heaven is Here...And surely it was...Her boobs looked like a firm water melon hanging...waiting for T-shirt to tear apart to make them free.
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