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Mom After Mom

Mom After Mom

Mom After Mom

Part 1 (Growing Up With Love And Lust!)

Here is a story about a guy who has sex with one of the most lovable beings of his life, his sister, his mom after mom. This story is a fantasy and will be in the guy’s narration. Without wasting further time let us go into the story.

NOTE: Story is slow-paced with emotions. So this is not for people who are looking for quick jerk-offs. Read the comment added below to get a better idea of the story and decide if it is for you.

On a fine evening, I was sitting at our entrance lobby reading my academic syllabus. There she arrived with two cups of tea. She handed one to me and sat on the chair beside me to have another.

Me – “Thanks, di.”

Di – “Don’t be too happy. There was some tea left after pouring for myself. So instead of wasting it, I handed over that to you.” (in a careless tone)

I know how she teases me. I was used to it.

Me – “Fine. Still, you gave it to me. Here I am. Having a nice cup of tea after long hours of study. Much needed relief. So thanks to you.”

She was not expecting it. Her face showed it.

Di – “You knew I was teasing you, right?”

Me – “Hehe yes. You can’t tease me! I am cleverer than you think”

She moved forward, bent, and hit me. She was in her tank top and track. Her top had a deep neck. It was fine when she was sitting. But when she lowered her body, her top also lowered along with her, showing a fair bit of cleavage.

My eyes automatically landed on it. It was unintentional at first. But later, my eyes were locked to it. Her black top and white valley underneath was an amazing sight to watch. I knew it was my sister but it was captivating.

She sat back on her chair after hitting me. That view I had has gone now. But my eyes were still drawn to her chest. I was in a trance.

Di – “What happened! What are you looking at?”

I averted my eyes.

Me – “Nothing. I… I was just thinking about something.”

It was not a good defense. She probably felt it. She just lowered her head and checked her top. Then she looked back at me. She adjusted her top a bit.

Di – “How much syllabus did you finish?”

Me – “Completed a couple of chapters. Still, a long way to go. It is so boring.”

Di – “I know, but don’t get diverted. Focus on it”

Me – “Ok… teacher…” (in a childish voice)

She started getting up again and raised her hand, probably to hit me, but stopped midway.

Di – “Stop irritating me… Ok… Continue your preparation. I will go check on mom and dad.”

Saying that she left towards our drawing-room. I felt, probably, she was careful the second time because of my glances. But I dismissed it and continued to study.

After dinner, all were getting ready to sleep. I was still completing a few of the last chapters. Mom and dad were already in their room. She was adjusting the sheets on the bed. She was bent at that moment. Her curves were visible from her side. Involuntarily, my eyes were drawn to it.

I tried to avert. And I did avert. But after a few seconds, my eyes were back at it. The top was stuck to her body. Her belly had no fat and her chest was round and voluptuous, probably around 32.

Her top made an exciting curve, all the way from her chest to her slim waist. While she was moving here and there to adjust the sheets, her breasts were shaking, making it a more attractive sight.

She turned to her left, facing me, to adjust the sheets on the farther end. Her cleavage was back on display. Even her bra was visible this time. The part of her breasts, which was free of her bra, was jiggling. It was too much for me. My member started rising slowly.

She casually looked up and looked at me, only to find me staring at her. She stood up. Her expression showed she was angry.

Di – “I said no diversions right. Why are you staring here and there! Just focus on your books now.”

I was a bit worried. I wondered if she knew where I was looking at. My cock was back to normal, out of fear. I quickly moved my head towards the study table and started studying.

The following day, I was studying on our easy chair, before our lawn, feeling the fresh evening air. She was already in from her work. She moved out as well and placed a tray with some cookies and milk. She was wearing a red t-shirt and dark brown shorts.

Di – “Have it. You need some energy.”

Me – “You have it too, you must be tired from work.”

Di – “Yeah, it was tiring at work today.” (she picked some cookies as she spoke) Let me water the yard, it will relax me.”

Me – “I hope it will.”

She moved down our yard and picked up the hose pipe from the ground. She switched on the faucet, beside the pump, and started watering our plants in the yard. She was inside the lawn, on the grass bed. I continued studying.

After a while, I heard a scream. I turned to her and she was lying on the grass bed, with her left foot in her hand. I hurried towards her and held her hand to lift her. She stood on her right leg and placed her left arm over my shoulder for support.

I had to hold her waist to support her. I felt the smooth skin over her t-shirt. But I was worried about her. So I shook myself out of those thoughts and I slowly helped her to the lobby. I made her sit on the easy chair, opposite to mine.

Me – “What happened?” (and I started checking her foot)

Di – “I just stepped on a branch full of thorns.”

I could see a couple of pores left by the thorns and blood oozing out slightly.

Me – “You should have been careful right. Look how deep it has gone.”

Di – “I did, but I didn’t notice this as I was looking at the plant.”

Me – “Let me get some cotton and band-aid.”

I moved to our bedroom and came back with the first-aid kit. I applied some antiseptic on cotton and cleaned her foot, around the wound. The antiseptic hurt her and she held my t-shirt slightly when it did.

Me – “It’s almost done.”

I finished cleaning and then placed the band-aid covering those pores on her foot. I turned to look at her. My eyes fell on her legs. Her legs were clean and hairless. Her thighs were visible until her shorts covered. They were fleshy but not too fat. I was just mesmerized by that sight.

She wanted to check her foot. She bent her leg and held her foot close to her face. Her shorts moved up and it disclosed her thighs more. Her knees moved closer to my face and so did her thighs. The skin over there was shining, with the rays of the setting sun. I was loving the sight.

When I looked at her face, she looked at me and seemed uncomfortable. She slowly placed her foot on the floor. I drew my eyes back.

Me – ‘Are there any other injuries?”

Di – “No that’s it. Thanks. You continue your preparation. I will take care.”

My head was down with disappointment. With no option, I sat back in my chair and continued studying. I looked at her casually and I felt her looks on me. I felt like she was observing me all this time. I grew cautious and focussed on my books without looking back at her.

The next day, I was back from college. I moved into my room to get fresh. She was in front of the mirror. She was not aware of my presence. She was in her office formals, probably was just back from her work. Her hands were raised, tying her hair up.

Her chest went ahead as a result. Her curves were visible again from her side. Her top was hugging her chest and her skirt was stuck to her ass. Her figure resembled an hourglass. A curve at her chest, seamlessly moving down, ending at her slim waist.

And then another curve, behind her, rising from her hip and joining back at her thighs. It was a beautiful sight.

She casually moved her face towards the door and found me. She dropped her hands and stood straight. She was done with her hair, but I was not done with my appreciation of her body.

Di – “What!”

Me – “Ju… Just was going to use the washroom.”

Di – “Then why are you standing there? Just go.”

I nodded and moved towards the washroom. I knew I was getting restless. I scolded myself for that. But her beauty drew me back at it. I splashed some water over my face, hoping it would wash away those thoughts. I moved out. I moved to the kitchen without looking at her. I picked up some snacks.

Me – “Do you need anything to eat?” (from the kitchen)

Di – “No, thanks. I had snacks with my colleagues at the office.”

I was back at the study table after a few minutes. She changed to her casuals by that time. She was in her satin pajama and top. It was more modest than usual. I just had a thought if it was because of me.

But later felt this was not her first time. She did wear it earlier. However, I thought I needed to move away from those thoughts. So I focused back on my studies.

Di – “It is your last exam. Just focus on it for today. You can do whatever you want from tomorrow. Mom and Dad said that they would be late and asked us to have dinner and sleep.” (she was moving to the drawing-room)

I wondered if she meant I can continue looking at her when she said I can do whatever I want from tomorrow. Then I laughed at myself thinking how silly that thought was. The very next day, my exams were done. Those were my last exams of graduation. I was a free bird.

I reached home earlier than expected. She was not in yet from work. Mom and dad won’t be home until night anyway. I had a couple of hours before Di came in. So I thought I have to utilize this time. I locked the door and opened my laptop and sat on the couch in the drawing-room.

I played a porn video from my favorite incest category. It was about an aunt who was drawn by his young nephew. She seems to be attracted to him but at the same time was worried about the consequences. She finally gets convinced and decides to submit herself.

She reaches for her nephew and caresses him. She slowly undresses. The lady’s body was so clean and hairless. She takes his hands and places on her breasts. He starts feeling them with his fingers and pressing them. I was engrossed in it and was rubbing my crotch slowly.

“Knock, knock.”

I turned to see who it was. It was her at the window, staring at me curiously. I locked the door but forgot to cover the window. Fortunately, the lid of my laptop was facing the window. It blocked the view from what I was watching and what I was doing.

I swiftly closed the video, locked the laptop, and moved towards the door. Then I opened the door. She entered in with a suspicious face.

Me – “How come you’re in so early?”

Di – “I have finished my work. So left early. Why?” (removing her sandals and placing them on the shelf)

Me – “Nothing. Just casually.”

Di – “Why are you in so early?”

Me – “Exams are done right. Why would I stay in college?”

Di – “What about your placement training?”

Me – “It’s all done at the college. I am on my own now.”

Di – “Oh I see. What were you doing so seriously, glued to the laptop screen?”

Me – “Nothing. I was just watching a movie.”

Di – “Which movie?”

Me – “Ah… Ah… October.” blurted out a random name

Di – “There is no such scene in that movie where you need to be so keen as you were.”

Me – “You know my weird reactions right! Just was into the movie a bit more.”

Di – “Hmm, You really are weird”

Then she moved into our room. It reminded me of the incident yesterday. She was in her maroon silk blouse with laces above her chest and black trousers. She was looking hot. Involuntarily, I was imagining her in front of the mirror, just like yesterday, except for this outfit.

I wanted to have a look at her lovely hourglass figure like yesterday. I felt guilty but porn affected me. The thought of having a live view of such a hot lady intrigued me. I sat back on the couch, trying to divert myself. I slapped myself to get out of those thoughts.

But her hot images kept coming in front of my eyes. I could not stop myself anymore. So I moved to the door, but it was locked. Probably she had started changing. I thought I had lost the chance. Then I realized I could get more if I managed to peek while she is changing.

I peeked through the keyhole but nothing was clear. Then I moved outside, towards the other side of the room. Fortunately, curtains were off the windows. I hid behind the wall and tried to peek. The window panes were thick enough to distort the view.

I could see her outline, not clear though. I could see that she was removing her blouse. A black outline around her protruding chest. Must have been her bra. I got excited and then tried to open the nearest window for a better view. I tried to open it slightly, but the damn window made a shriek.

She was about to turn and I bent down and hid behind the wall. It was getting too risky. So I moved back stealthily, keeping my head low, and returned to the couch in the drawing-room. My heart was beating from all that happened.

I was partly excited, partly tensed, and above all that, I was panting after the brisk stealth walk. My breath had just settled before she moved back to the drawing-room. I was wondering if she could identify what made that noise near the window. I slowly looked at her.

She was in her grey colored spaghetti top and matching black shorts. She was staring at me suspiciously for a second.

Di – “Did you just go outside a few minutes back?”

Me – “No, I was just sitting here. Why?”

Di – “Did somebody visit?”

Me – “Nope. Why? What happened?”

Di – “Just felt there was someone outside the window.”

Me – “Oh let me check.”

I moved out of the drawing-room. I entered our yard, walked around the window a couple of times, and returned.

Me – “There is nothing there. Probably it was some stray dog wandering. They keep entering our home through the walls.”

Di – “Hmm… probably”

Then she sat on the couch, adjacent to mine, and started browsing through her mobile. I thought I should loosen up the situation.

Me – “Is it your boyfriend?”

Di – “What! Who?”

Me – “The one you are chatting with?”

Di – “No. You know I don’t have one. I am chatting in a group. The one with all my college friends”

Me – “Oh! College friends. So Raj must be there.”

Di – “There you go. Started again with this crap.”

Me – “Yes. I know you like being teased with his name. Admit it.”

Di – “Of course not. I don’t like to be teased with anyone.”

Me – “You are right. Not with anyone but him.”

Di – “Manas, It’s enough ok.” (with a slight blush on her face)

Me – “Look at your cheeks. They are as red as cherries”

Di – “Stop it now”

Saying that she picked a pillow from the couch, moved towards me and started attacking me. I picked one beside me and started blocking it. She left the pillow and started hitting me on my shoulder. I kept blocking her arms with the pillow.

She stopped hitting and sat back beside me. She was panting and her breasts were moving up and down. I dropped my pillow and looked at her.

Me – “It seems I was right. You wouldn’t have stopped if you didn’t like it.”

She moved up again and started hitting me with her palm. This time, I couldn’t pick my pillow. I used my arms. She moved forward, to put pressure on me. I held my position and continued to push my arms forward. All of a sudden, she lost her balance and was about to fall on me.

I got worried and moved my hand apart to hold her arms. But she fell quicker than I anticipated and her breasts rested on my palms instead. I quickly looked at her and her eyes were wide open, with shock.

To be Continued

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Saying that she picked a pillow from the couch, moved towards me and started attacking me. I picked one beside me and started blocking it. She left the pillow and started hitting me on my shoulder. I kept blocking her arms with the pillow.

She stopped hitting and sat back beside me. She was panting and her breasts were moving up and down. I dropped my pillow and looked at her.

Me – “It seems I was right. You wouldn’t have stopped if you didn’t like it.”

She moved up again and started hitting me with her palm. This time, I couldn’t pick my pillow. I used my arms. She moved forward, to put pressure on me. I held my position and continued to push my arms forward. All of a sudden, she lost her balance and was about to fall on me.

I got worried and moved my hand apart to hold her arms. But she fell quicker than I anticipated and her breasts rested on my palms instead. I quickly looked at her and her eyes were wide open, with shock.

Mom After Mom

Part 2 (A Tight Slap)

It felt like I held a couple of big cotton balls. They felt so soft that it forced me to press them and feel them for long. But I knew it was wrong. I moved my arms further apart and held her shoulders as I intended earlier.

She stayed still, now, with my support. She moved back and sat down on the couch. Her eyes were looking at the floor.

Me – “Di, I am sorry.”

Di – “No. Don’t be. It’s ok. It was an accident.”

Me – “Thanks for understanding.”

She just looked at me and smiled awkwardly. She was embarrassed for sure.

Me – “Are you upset?”

Di – “Yes, a bit. It’s ok.”

Me – “Hmm, don’t be. I would feel bad.” (looking at her pleadingly)

Di – “It is fine. I am ok. Really”

Me – “Hmm that is good”

Di – “Just forget about it. What about your plans for your holidays?”

Me – “My friends planned for a trip to the north. We will be covering many hill stations for the summer.”

Di – “Seems like an interesting one. When are you starting?”

Me – “We will start after this weekend.”

Di – “What about your job trials?”

Me – “I will start once I am back from the trip. I applied for a couple of organizations. I hope I will get a call by the time I get back.”

Di – “This time is crucial for you. You deserve a break but just don’t take too long.”

Me – “Yes Di, I will seriously try for it once I am back.”

Di – “Go out and enjoy your trip. Be safe.”

Me – “I will. Thanks, di.”

I was out for that trip the next week and was back after a couple of weeks. My results were out and I did great in all the subjects. Meanwhile, I received a couple of interview calls as expected. I accepted those calls and started preparing for it. And she was out for her work as usual. Both of us were busy.

I was rejuvenated after the trip. And my determination to get a job became stronger. I continued my preparation till late nights. She used to stay with me, guiding me on how to attend an interview, how to answer, offering a cup of tea at times. I felt confident under her guidance.

On one such night, she sat on my bed guiding me and I was sitting on my study table. She was in her white one-shoulder top and ivory capris. She took my book and was talking about a point, leaning forward to point that line. Her free fair arm was visible and more importantly. her cleavage was on display.

My concentration was not on her words anymore. I moved behind her and turned towards the book, leaning along with her as if I was checking the line she was referring to. Her collar bone was protruded and her fair shoulder and her hairless arm were fascinating.

She had muscles around the bone, but they only made it more lovely. Her inline straps were thin, not enough to cover her collar bone, but they guided down to her lovely pair of breasts. As she was leaning and I was beside her, I could see her upper breasts.

She was healthy and it showed up as no veins were visible throughout her flesh. I moved closer and tried to get more of the view. She occasionally turned to her left to explain, angled towards me, but she could not notice my line of sight. I cashed this opportunity and was enjoying the sight closely.

She ended her point, turned completely towards me, and looked at me closely.

Di – “Are you clear?”

I quickly moved my eyes towards hers and nodded. But I was late. She noticed my awkward looks and seemed to sense something. She seemed to realize her mistake as she moved her body back. I adjusted myself.

Di – “I will sleep now. Need to go to work tomorrow.”

Me – “Thanks, Di. This was helpful. I will continue.”

Saying so, I moved back to my study table and continued looking at the book, pretending to read those lines, attempting to repair the damage. She got up, moved to her bed silently, and lay down. I repented for my behavior, but as usual, it was after I paid the price.

A few months later, one of my trials ended up positive. I got placed as a creative designer in a good organization with decent pay for a fresher. I was back home and no one was there. I couldn’t hide my happiness. I called my Mom and Dad and shared the news. They were so happy.

I was just ending the call and suddenly, I felt a body-hugging me from my side.

Di – “Congrats little brother. Your hard work has paid off.”

She was just back from work. She was in her yellow Kurti. Her body touched me again and sent currents through my body. Her breasts were brushing my arms.

I turned towards her and hugged back, surrounding her with my arms. Her arms encircled me as well and she hugged tighter. Slowly she moved her face back.

Me – “Thank you so much Di. It was your guidance which helped me.”

Di – “Don’t say that. You worked hard and you deserve this. I am so happy for you. Let us go out and celebrate.”

Me – “I was having the same thought in my mind.”

Di – “After all, we finally have something in common”

I laughed at it and she laughed back. Her arms were still encircling me. She looked at me with her proud eyes, with all her love. She reached up for my face and placed a kiss on my forehead.

I looked back at her and all I could see was her affection in her deep blue eyes. She slowly moved her arms, and then her body away.

Me – “Shall we go out for a movie and dinner?”

Di – “Sounds like a great plan. Let me call mom and dad.”

Me – “I was just talking to them. They said they have an important meeting.”

She – “Let me call them again. How can they miss this! Those meetings can wait.”

Me – “It’s ok, Di. We know they are working hard for us. I don’t want them to ruin their meetings for this. I insisted on them myself not to cancel their plans.”

Di – “Fine. It’s you and me then. Which movie shall we go to?”

After browsing through a few movies

Me – “All this week releases are sold out. We have seats left only for ‘The Nun’ since it is there for a week”

Di – “Horror! No no. I am scared of horror movies. I won’t come.”

Me – “It isn’t that scary. I will be there.”

Di – “No no. I can’t sleep after watching that.”

Me – “But you just said we need to celebrate.”

Di – “I did. But…”

Me – “No buts. Please come. I will be there right beside you.”

Di – “You are sure that it is not that scary!”

Me – “Yes I am. We will come out if you find it scary.”

Di – “Ok then”

Me – “Get ready quickly. We have hardly an hour before the show begins.”

She went to her room to change. The idea of having a peek at her crossed my mind, but the risk in it dominated and I kept calm.

Meanwhile, she was back after a few minutes, in a brown strappy cold shoulder crop top and beige skin fit trouser. My mouth was open involuntarily and my eyes went bigger. My expression was obvious to her.

Di – “You just told us we are getting late. Then why are you standing here? Just go and get ready.”

Me – “Give me 5 minutes.”

I was back in a few minutes in my black t-shirt and blue jeans. I took my bike keys.

Di – “Let’s go in my car. You drive recklessly.”

Me – “I drive fine ok.”

Di – “I know you better than yourself. Let’s just not waste more time. We should be on the way now. Get me my car keys.

To be Continued

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Me – “Get ready quickly. We have hardly an hour before the show begins.”

She went to her room to change. The idea of having a peek at her crossed my mind, but the risk in it dominated and I kept calm.

Meanwhile, she was back after a few minutes, in a brown strappy cold shoulder crop top and beige skin fit trouser. My mouth was open involuntarily and my eyes went bigger. My expression was obvious to her.

Di – “You just told us we are getting late. Then why are you standing here? Just go and get ready.”

Me – “Give me 5 minutes.”

I was back in a few minutes in my black t-shirt and blue jeans. I took my bike keys.

Di – “Let’s go in my car. You drive recklessly.”

Me – “I drive fine ok.”

Di – “I know you better than yourself. Let’s just not waste more time. We should be on the way now. Get me my car keys.

Mom After Mom

Part 2 (A Tight Slap) - B

I passed her the keys and we started towards the theater. We reached just in time and got ourselves seated. I reclined back a bit and laid my head on the seat. Though she had her lower belly covered with her trousers, her midriff was visible through her crop top. It drew my attention.

Ads and trailers were being played. She was onto it. I was trying hard not to look at her. Fortunately, she also reclined back after a few minutes. She had to move forward to give room to people who crossed her and then the same view used to disturb me.

But at the same time, those people crossed me and I even had to move ahead. So I couldn’t get a proper view of her. I was glad that somehow things were not supporting my evil brain though I wanted it to happen. But that was just the beginning.

The movie started meanwhile and the initial scene was an introduction to the devil. There was a deep silence, both in the movie and the theater. Suddenly a bang and somebody dragged along into a dark room. She made a tiny scream and held my hand.

The eerie background started and a dark silhouette started moving in the alley from the darkroom towards the screen. As it was getting closer, her grip on my hand was tightening. Slowly she bent her head and moved closer to my chest holding my t-shirt.

She almost closed her eyes and was peeking through one eye. I held her shoulder and rubbed it to calm her down. The devil’s face was revealed slightly through a mirror. That was when she hid behind the seat ahead of us, dropping herself more towards my lap.

Her back was facing me and so was her exposed waist. My hand, which was on her shoulder, moved to her back due to her movement. Her creamy white waist was glistening in the dark. My hand moved slowly towards her waist. Just when I felt the touch of it, the movie was back to normal and she was back to her seat.

I wasn’t sure if it was my movement which got her back to her seat or the movie getting normal. My hand was drawn back. She continued watching seriously.

Me in a slow voice – “Are you ok?”

Di – “Yeah. I am alright. I just got scared at the earlier scene.”

Me – “We can go home if you want.”

Di – “No it’s fine. I will let you know if I am not comfortable.”

We continued watching. There were a few scary scenes here and there. She held my hand and got close to me but continued watching. I laid my arm over her and was calming her down by rubbing her shoulder and upper arm. Her fair arms were drawing my attention. It was hard to concentrate on the movie.

I slowly moved my hand downwards. It would be obvious if I dropped my hand directly on her waist. So I tried moving it to her back first and rubbed it slowly. Then I continued it towards her waist. I placed my arms over her waist and started rubbing it as if it was to calm her down.

The smooth skin was soothing me. My eyes were closed and it was heaven to me. My rubbings got intense. She suddenly turned towards me. I worried if she was about to scold me for my advances.

Di – “Manas, let’s go home.”

I quickly removed my hands.

Me – “Why? What happened??”

Di – “It is getting scarier. I can’t sleep the whole night after watching it completely. Let’s go home.”

Me – “But you just said you were fine.”

Di – “Yes I did, but I realized it is just halfway through the movie. I cannot tolerate the whole movie.”

Me – “Fine. Let’s go.”

We were on the way back home. She was driving. She was watching the road keenly and was serious. I was wondering what might have happened. Was she really scared of the movie or is there anything else?

Di – “Hey, I am starving. I am craving for some Chinese food.”

This implied that she wasn’t aware of, or at least not mad at what I was doing back in the theater. I was glad.

Me – “That’s great. I will check on some good restaurants on the way home.”

I quickly booked a table at a nearby restaurant and guided her towards that. We settled down and ordered a few dishes as per her choice. I just turned towards her and her lovely face captured my attention.

Her eyes were deep. Her skin was fair. Her cheeks were bubbly with dimples at the center. Her dark pink lips with a mole under the lower lip was a sight to watch.

Di – “What?”

Me – “Nothing. Just casually.”

Di – “Don’t you think you are staring more these days?”

Me – “Staring at what?”

Di – “Nothing! Forget it.”

Meanwhile, the waiter arrived with the dishes we ordered. So I stopped talking. He served the dishes and then went back.

Me – “Now tell me what were you saying earlier?”

Di – “I said leave it. Now have the food. It will lose its taste once it gets cold.”

Me – “We can talk and eat.”

Di – “You won’t leave it. Will you?”

Me – “Nope.”

She paused a second. I was looking at her curiously.

Di – “See, You might be getting attracted to certain things now. That is natural. But you need to understand your limits.”

I had a faint idea of what she was talking about. But I pretended I did not know.

Me – “I don’t understand what you are talking about.”

Di – “You don’t need to. Just keep these words in mind. That’s it.”

I kept silent. Then we finished dinner and headed towards home. She got fresh and changed. Then I went inside our room for a change as well. She was back in her loose tank top similar to what she was wearing the other day. This was pink in color and was elegantly presenting her fair skin.

My eyes were naturally drawn to it. But I controlled myself and moved over to the shelves to pick up my nightwear. I picked a pair and turned back. She was arranging the covers on the bed. Her fair deep cleavage was visible.

The curves started from both ends of her chest and merged at the center forming a deep line, disappearing inside her top. Any man would be turned on with such a beautiful sight. I was no exception.

She was done with the covers. She did not notice me and continued to lie down on her bed, a few feet away from mine. I changed into nightwear and lay down on my bed. I propped my head on my elbow, took out my mobile, and was browsing through it for a while. She went into sleep by then.

A few minutes later, I got bored and raised my head. She was lying on her back with her covers on. A faint curve beneath her sheets was visible through the rays of the dim bed light. Her chest slightly heaved up with her breathing in and relaxed when she breathed out.

After a while, she turned towards my side, keeping her head on her arms. Her sheets got disturbed and went down slightly, just down to her chest. Her position moved her breasts close to each other. They bulged out, within her top, and formed a deep line at the center, just a few inches over the top.

I was enthralled by the sight. I went close to her bed and sat down inches away from her bed. It was enticing to watch that sight from such proximity. My heart wanted more. I slowly tried to draw her sheets downwards. Just then she rolled further towards me and her chest moved down towards the bed.

My hand was right in front of her chest when this happened. As a result, my hand got pressed between her boobs and the bed. The soft feel of her boobs was just so good that I did not want to take my hand back. But I knew the risk in it and so slowly retrieved my hand out.

In the process, my fingers brushed her nipple. I quickly checked her face to see if this woke her up. Her eyes were open already and were red with anger. She quickly got up and the next moment her palm hit my cheek in a flash.

My head spun a bit. It was too much for me to accept all extreme feelings one after the other. I raised my head and looked at her. She was looking intensely at me. I had no words.

Me – “I am sorry. It is not what it looks like.”

My words stopped with another hit on my other cheek.

Di – “Shut up! Just shut up.”

To be Continued

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My hand was right in front of her chest when this happened. As a result, my hand got pressed between her boobs and the bed. The soft feel of her boobs was just so good that I did not want to take my hand back. But I knew the risk in it and so slowly retrieved my hand out.

In the process, my fingers brushed her nipple. I quickly checked her face to see if this woke her up. Her eyes were open already and were red with anger. She quickly got up and the next moment her palm hit my cheek in a flash.

My head spun a bit. It was too much for me to accept all extreme feelings one after the other. I raised my head and looked at her. She was looking intensely at me. I had no words.

Me – “I am sorry. It is not what it looks like.”

My words stopped with another hit on my other cheek.

Di – “Shut up! Just shut up.”

Mom After Mom

Part 3 (When Their Lips Meet!)

My brain was blank. I was guilty. I was ashamed. But what happened at the end was unintentional. I felt there was no point in explaining it now. I kept silent. She took her pillow and sheet and went to the drawing-room. I followed her.

Me – “Di, I promise it was unintentional. It won’t happen again. Please come and sleep in our room. If you still feel uncomfortable, I will sleep in the drawing-room”

Di – “Don’t show your face to me. Just get lost.”

Anger was building deep inside me. I know I was out of limits. But it was not what I wanted to happen. I thought she was furious and not in a position to listen. I convinced myself that things will get better gradually and moved to my bed. I could not sleep that night and a few nights following that.

She was avoiding me. That was hurting me. I waited for a few more days for a chance to talk to her. But the moment I went in front of her, she moved away to another room. I was equally angry at her for not letting me explain. She was not even listening to my words.

A couple of weeks later, a late afternoon, mom and dad were home early. It was highly unusual and so I asked mom the reason. She announced that there was a match for Di and the groom’s family was going to visit us in the evening.

I asked her if Di knew about it and my mom said yes and told that she would be in soon. She asked me to get some sweets and snacks for serving them. I went out and brought all she asked. We arranged everything and mom took her into our room as soon as she was back from the office.

She got her dressed up for the occasion with slight makeup. She was looking gorgeous in her white salwar with sky blue dupatta. Her lips were shining with the glossy lipstick, her hair was loose and her face was spotless.

Soon they arrived and Di and the guy had a small chat. They liked each other and it was set. A couple of months following that meeting was her marriage. All customs were done. Soon it was the day she had to move to her new home with my jiju, brother in law.

She was hugging all our close family members and was bidding farewell. I was still not out of what happened earlier. I was feeling bad to let her go without sorting that out. I was distressed. I was angry. She did not even let me speak all these days. Now she will leave and this distance would stay between us forever.

I was into all those thoughts and suddenly she was near me. She looked at me for a few seconds. I was sure she would move away. I was about to turn back to avoid that embarrassment. But she hugged me tight with all force and started sobbing. My heart melted at that moment.

Her body was so close and her boobs were crushed against my chest. But this time, it did not turn me on. It did upset me. It reminded me of the void she will create, once she leaves our home. It made me realize my love for her. My arms circled her and tears rolled my eyes for the first time in my life.

All the distance which grew the last few months seemed to disappear. Later, she moved out with jiju. The following few days were hard for our family. Though people were busy with few left out rituals, her absence at home still haunted us. It was harder for me. Things were not fine between us until the last moment.

But gradually, we got used to it. I got my offer letter asking me to join the following start of the week. Soon I joined the organization and they started training us along with others who joined with me. As a result, I was able to get more friends, especially girls. Some were very good looking.

Whenever I had to give some presentations as part of my training, a few girls in that meeting used to stare at me. They used to be in the same office formals Di used to wear. So whenever that happened, it used to remind me of her. It felt like Di was watching me.

It was a strange feeling for me. I wasn’t sure why it happened but was pretty sure that I was missing her very badly. I thought of calling her. I took out my mobile and started dialing her number. But something drew me back and I dropped the idea.

The following week, my parents invited Di and Jiju to our home. I wanted to meet her very badly but I had to be at the office because of a crucial event. Strangely after a couple of days, I got a call from her. I was so happy and answered the call immediately.

Di – “Hey Manas, how are you?”

Me – “Yeah I am fine, how are you?”

Di – “I am good. How is your new job?”

Me – “It is all good here. How about your marriage life?”

Di – “Yeah it is very good. Your jiju is very caring and nice. He loves me a lot.”

Me – “Good to hear that. I was worried about you.”

Di – “Yes, I can see that from the number of calls you made since my marriage.”

Me – “Haha… No… really… I missed you a lot.”

Di – “If that is so, why didn’t you meet me or call me till now? And why were you not home when we visited?”

Me – “I did want to be there. But that event at the office was crucial and my superior asked me to attend it. I couldn’t miss it.”

Di – “You could have called me at least once. This is the first of all these days after my marriage that I am speaking with you. You know that.”

Me – “I didn’t mean that way. I just thought you might be busy with all new responsibilities”

Di – “Shut up. Don’t talk like a stranger. You know you can call me anytime.”

Me – “Yes… I know… but…”

Di – “Actually! Why don’t you come over this weekend? We will spend some time. Your jiju will also be there.”

Me – “Yeah, I will.”

Di – “Great, will be waiting for you. Don’t miss this time.”

Me – “No, I won’t.”

I was happy to talk to her after so many days. I was sure she must have forgiven me for what has happened between us. Probably she was missing me too. The following weekend, I reached her home. I knocked on the door. It was jiju who opened the door. He welcomed me in and called Di.

Jiju – “Hey Madhu, come out and see who has come.”

Di – “Who is it! I am coming.”

Saying so, she entered the drawing-room from the kitchen. She was in her light yellow transparent saree. It was draped rather imperfectly since she was home. Even then she was looking gorgeous.

Her face lit when she saw me. She immediately ran towards me and hugged me. Her palms had a wet mixture of spices in it, she was probably in the middle of preparing lunch. She was not in a position to care about that when she hugged me. Neither was I.

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I was happy to talk to her after so many days. I was sure she must have forgiven me for what has happened between us. Probably she was missing me too. The following weekend, I reached her home. I knocked on the door. It was jiju who opened the door. He welcomed me in and called Di.

Jiju – “Hey Madhu, come out and see who has come.”

Di – “Who is it! I am coming.”

Saying so, she entered the drawing-room from the kitchen. She was in her light yellow transparent saree. It was draped rather imperfectly since she was home. Even then she was looking gorgeous.

Her face lit when she saw me. She immediately ran towards me and hugged me. Her palms had a wet mixture of spices in it, she was probably in the middle of preparing lunch. She was not in a position to care about that when she hugged me. Neither was I.

Mom After Mom

Part 3 (When Their Lips Meet!) B

She got her mixture spread over the rear areas of my shirt. I did not bother about it. It felt good to be in her hug. My arms automatically encircled her. I rubbed her back. She slowly withdrew from the hug.

Di – “It’s so good to see you after a long time. It felt like months.”

Me – “Me too, Di.”

Then she looked at her hands and turned me back.

Di – “Haha… Look at your shirt. I am sorry. I should have washed my hands.”

Me – “It’s ok, Di. I will clean it.”

Di – “Come over to the washroom, I will help you clean it.”

Me – “I can manage, Di.”

Di – “It is spread over your back. You cannot reach it on your own. Now shut up and let me help you”

I kept silent and she guided me to the washroom. Her ass, tightly draped in her saree, was moving left and right while she walked. It kind of triggered my evil brain. I was afraid. I was worried it would upset her. So I looked down. We moved to the washroom. She made me turn back and opened the faucet.

She wet her hands and was brushing her wet palm over my shirt. Then she left me and I turned back. She was bent and was cleaning her hands. Her boobs were hanging low and as a result giving me a nice curvy sight. Her saree was transparent.

Her blouse clad boobs were visible with a hint of cleavage wherever her saree’s layer was thin. The sight was too attractive to be ignored. But I did not want to cause any more discomfort to her, not after what had happened earlier. So I averted my eyes and was looking at the floor.

Di – “What are you looking at the floor, so keenly?”

Me – “Nothing.”

She looked at herself and smiled at me affectionately again. She patted my cheek.

Di – “Let’s go.”

She turned and started walking out. I was afraid to follow her behind her curvy lovely ass. I knew it would be very hard to avoid that sight. So I walked fast to reach her and walked along with her. She looked at me and smiled again.

Di – “Sweet bro.”

Saying so, she hugged me from her side while we continued walking. I was sure she missed me. I was glad that she was back to normal and was showing her usual affection.

After a while, she started bringing all the bowls to the dining table. Jiju got up and joined her. I was happy that he was nice and caring. I joined both of them and started picking up one bowl from the kitchen. She hit me slightly on the palm.

Di – “Put it down, we will manage.”

Me – “I want to help, Di.”

Di – “You will get that chance when your wife comes.” (winking at me)

Me – “Di!”

Di – “Shhh, no more words, just put it down.”

She gathered that bowl from me and arranged it herself. I laughed and sat down at the table. Both joined me on either side of the table. We started having lunch. We talked about our childhood incidents. Di was explaining how mischievous I was in my childhood and Jiju was laughing.

Jiju – “So how is your work?”

Me – “It’s fine Jiju, everything is good enough there.”

Jiju – “Everything in the sense?”

Me – “All the infrastructure, work environment.” (with a confused face)

Jiju – “Oh, I thought you were talking about girls. I mean your colleagues.”

Di – “Stop it Abhi! Manas is not like you. He is decent.”

Jiju – “Oh so your brother is the only decent guy here then?” (with mock anger)

Di – “Of course, he is the only one.”

Both of them started laughing. I was happy to see their easy and friendly relationship. Soon we finished lunch and gathered around the drawing-room to watch TV. A few minutes later, Jiju got up and yawned.

Jiju – “Alright, my bed is calling me. You guys keep chatting. I will rest for some time.”

Di – “Manas, you can also rest if you want.”

Me – “No di, I am good.”

Di – “You must be working hard over the week. Weekends are the ones you need to use for rest”

Me – “That’s right, but there is one more day left. I will rest tomorrow.”

She laughed and held my cheek lovingly. We continued watching TV. Her gentle face drew my affection for her. I was looking at her with admiration. She was the one who supported me all my life apart from my parents. She nurtured me while I was a kid.

She took care of me and my studies since my parents got busy with their professions. And now, even after I almost ruined our relationship, she has forgiven me for her love over me. It reminded me of how I did not get a chance to talk or explain to her earlier. I thought I should explain now at least and ask for an apology.

Me – “Di… You remember what happened then?”

Di – “When?” (moving her attention to me from the TV)

Me – “I mean before your marriage, you know, that night after we came back from the movie.”

The smile from her face disappeared briefly. She bent her head down and sighed.

Me – “I am sorry for all that. I admit that I was out of control. I have done things that I should not have done. But I swear I did not want to touch you. What happened at the end was unintentional.”

She smiled back at me and patted my shoulder.

Di – “Look at you! You have grown up now. (saying so she kissed me on my forehead) I know what happened was not entirely your fault. You know boys that age behave worse. I should have given you a chance to explain. See… I am not a good sister.”

Me – “Yes, you are not just a good sister like everyone, you are special. You took care of me and every aspect of my life. You are the reason I am in this position today.”

Di – “Enough enough. Don’t take me over the roof. It is part of every sister’s duty.”

Me – “Not every sister does that, Di. You know that.”

Di – “Maybe. But I should not have reacted that way with you. I should have taken some time to think from your perspective”

Me – “I should not have behaved that way with you in the first place. I am sorry”, with a tear forming in my eye.

Di – “Shhh. Just forget about it”

She drew my head towards her shoulder and patted me gently. Her blouse clad breasts and cleavage was back in display through her saree. I knew I could not avoid that sight, not from that angle. I slowly got up and hugged her from her side.

She looked at me confused, but moved her arms around me from my right and placed her head over my chest. Her breasts started getting pressed against my chest from my side. My fears were back again. So I slowly drew myself back. She again looked at me with confusion.

Di – “What!”

Me – “What what?”

Di – “Why are you moving away?”

Me – “I was just, you know, trying not to make you uncomfortable”

Di – “Shut up!”

Saying so, she hugged me back with all force. I can feel the touch of her soft boobs against my skin again. She laid her head on my chest and held me tight. It was difficult for me. No matter how hard I tried to focus on her affection, the soft feel excited me.

But I was not in a position to move away, not after she warned me. My cock was rising slightly. I tried to focus on the TV to divert myself. It was an old movie being played on TV which was not helping me at all. I picked up the remote and tried to change the channel.

Di – “What! TV has become more important to you than your sister.” (raising her head with fake anger)

Me – “Huh… No. I was just about to lower the volume.”

Di – “I see.” (drawing herself away from me)

Me – “Hey today we have a test match right with Australia.”

She snatched the remote from me and switched off the TV.

Di – “Enough with the TV. Talk to me now. It has been a long time.”

Me – “Yeah ok ok. Let’s talk.”

She just placed her head on my shoulder.

Di – “So tell me how is your new office”

Me – “It’s just fine. It has just been a month since I joined. So not much work yet. They are currently training me. Will get more work gradually.”

Di – “Is it! So how about your colleagues?”

Me – “Yeah, they are nice. We hang out and have fun at the office.”

Di – “Show me their pics.”

I took out my mobile, opened the gallery, and browsed through some of our pictures we took at our office and outings.

Di – “Nice. Who is this girl hugging you?” (pointing at a girl hugging me from her side)

Me – “She is Sheila, she is my teammate as well. She is mischievous. We are close enough.”

Di – “Oh!! Close enough huh.”

Me – “Come on, Di… She is just a friend.”

Di – “I can see that from the pic! So you are not as decent as I claimed to your Jiju”

Me – “No Di, I am decent. There is nothing as what you are thinking right now.”

Di – “So you do not have any girlfriends then?”

Me – “Nope.”

Di – “Why? Most of the useless guys are getting one. You are my handsome and loving brother. It is unfair if you don’t have one”

Me – “I am not just into it right now. I need some time.”

Di – “So you still miss Juhi!”

Me – “Not really. But I am being more cautious now.”

Di – “Hmmm. Is she in touch still?”

Me – “You know what happened right. After that, I lost track of her.”

Di – “I remember. I sometimes feel that I have ruined your relationship. I should not have brought that up in front of mom and dad.”

Me – “It’s alright Di. I came to know about her real character only after that happened. What you did actually helped me come out of it.”

Di – “Look how sweet you are! She is the one who is losing here.”

She kissed me on my cheek. I turned towards her. There was pure affection in her eyes.

Me – “You are the sweetest. You are an angel.”

I moved near her face, placed both my hands on either side of her face. I kissed her forehead and then turned to her cheeks. I swiftly placed one on her right, then on her left. Her cheeks were so soft and the feel of her skin on my lips felt so good.

I got carried away with all those feelings. I continued to kiss the third time moving to her right again. Instead, my lips moved towards her lips in a hurry. But I just turned a bit and the kiss landed just inches away from her lips.

It was awkward for me. I drew back and looked at her, checking her expression. Her eyes were open and she had the same lovely smile on her face. I looked at her eyes and she looked at me. Her blue eyes were deep and full of love. I moved to her eyes and kissed both her eyes.

I moved back and she had her eyes closed. My both hands were still on her face and her lips, a few inches away from mine. Her lips had a layer of her saliva and were shining. The desire to kiss her lips arose in me. Something drew me ahead. I could not stop myself anymore.

I started moving towards her lips and that is when we heard a knock on the door. I stopped what I was doing. I left her face and was in shock. She opened her eyes and looked at me with confusion. She moved her face towards me and placed her lips on mine, briefly for a few seconds.

She brushed my hair and then got up towards the door.

To be Continued

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