Mother and son on a lonely sea beach Part 1
My name is Rahul aged 24 years and I live in Mumbai along with my family. There lives my mother Sushma aged about 43 years and my father Ram Lal aged about 46 years. My father is a business man and is a workaholic. He is normally in bad health and normally resort to drinking in evening due to his work fatigue. I don’t know anything about their sex life but think that it is not good as mother is not in happy mood normally and father never cares for her.
We both mother and son are not so attached to him and so we are normally close to each other. We both are like friends to each other than being mother and son. Mother also looks towards me in any need as she knows that father is never there in time of need.
My mother is working as a head mistress in a local school and she has done her B.E.D and since she gets financial benefits and also promotions for higher education, she is doing her M.E.D with a south Indian University through the post. She has finished the course and had to appear for final exam. The exam was in Goa. She has to go to Goa but as usual father was busy with his business and had no interest to visit a place like Goa even with mother. Mother could not go alone and was unhappy with father for his refusal to go, so she requested me to accompany her to Goa. I applied for three days leave as exams were for two days and one day we planned to spend as holiday.
We started by night bus and reached Goa by early morning and as I had already booked room in new woodlands hotel we checked in at 6.00. Mom was tired by the journey however she was totally in the mood for the exam, she had her bath freshened up and studied for the exam in the last minute. she went for the exam at 9 am and I spent roaming around. She came back from exam at 1.00 and was again busy with studies for next day. I didn’t disturb and come late and slept. Next day she was again busy but said that she will be finishing her exam and will be free by 1:00 am. She came back after the exam and was in a happy mood as she had performed well. I asked her, “Mom shall we go to some beach city and stay for the night and go tomorrow back as it will be very pleasant in the evening”. Mom said “OK” as she was in good mood. I checked out of the hotel immediately and booked a taxi and proceeded to a small beach side city.
There I asked the taxi driver to take to a good hotel he took us to a seaside cottages which were very independent but a bit expensive. I convinced mom and got into one cottage. By that time it was already 6:00 in the evening and sun was about to set. As we all know that the sunset is a beautiful scene on sea and also a cold breeze was flowing.
I wanted to go into the sea enjoying the waves so I changed into shorts and t shirt and carried one towel. I and my mom got out of the cottage and started walking on the beach. These was the off season days in Goa and there were very few tourists. Also our beach side city was almost empty these days. Ours was the last cottage and the beach was absolutely empty.
We started walking along the beach. We were having a casual talk and my mother was in a very happy mood. She was enjoying the sea with her son. Perhaps she had started learning to enjoy her life without father on her side. We were very close to each other and were like two friends instead of mother and son.
After some time the sun set and now it was getting dark. There was nobody on the beach except us two. The sky was cloudy and no moon was visible.
After walking for some distance I wanted to go into the sea and swim. So I removed my shorts and t-shirt. I was in the underwear only.
Mother was standing near me and watching my athletic body clad only in a small underwear. I gently asked her. “Mom I want to go into the sea and enjoy the waves why don’t you also come?”
“No I am afraid and I will get wet”
“What mom you have come all the way to a sea beach and don’t want to enjoy the sea. What is this? You are not going to get many chances like this to visit sea beaches. Mother! Nothing will happen I will hold you don’t worry and come to the sea and enjoy the life. See people from so faraway places come here and you are not coming in and want to stand outside. ”
“No please, I fear the water and also I may get wet.”
“Come on momma. Come and enjoy the life. See how romantic a place this is?”, saying this I forced mom to the sea.
She was unwilling but within her she was also interested and came. She lifted her saree and tucked it into her waist. Her legs were exposed up to knees I went into the sea. Mom was holding me by my waist with her arm around it. Unknowingly she was standing very close to me. We both were standing like two friends. I was enjoying the feelings unknowingly.
The waves were coming and touching our legs and the water was slowly touching her saree’s edge. She was also joyous of the water like a child and enjoying the feel of water on her legs. Slowly I was going step by step into the sea and as I was a good swimmer and very confident. But mother was not a swimmer and was fear to go deep in the sea.
She chanted, “Enough don’t go further it is dangerous”.
“Come on mommy I am there, you just hold me tight”
“My clothes will become wet”
“So what even if a bit of your clothes get wet? Nothing will happen there is nobody”.
Saying this I took her into sea almost up to the knees.
Suddenly one big wave came and pushed us both she was out of balance and fell. As she was holding me so when she fell, I also fell along with her. She fell on me and both of us fell into the water fully and the wave receded. I was lying beneath her and her boobs were pressing on my chest. My hands circled automatically around her waist. I was enjoying the sensation of her body when she got up from me.
Mom was fully drenched top to toe and her blouse and saree was struck to her body. I could see the shape of her boobs and the bra as the blouse was of thin material and also I could see her legs as her saree and petticoat were plastered to her body.
“What have I told you not to go so far in the water? See I am totally wet now. What to do now as even our cottage is far off”.
Saying that she came out of water and lifted her saree and started squeezing it while trying to remove water but she was totally wet.
“Mom don’t worry nobody is here you can dry your clothes here without any problem”. I told her.
She misunderstood me and said,
“Ok find some big stone so that I may change behind it and help me”.
Saying that she moved behind a rock and removed her saree and squeezed it dry and asked me to hold it on other side and spread it on the beach. I was shocked as my mom was standing on the beach with only blouse and petticoat that too fully wet almost looking like a cinema heroine.
To be very frank I did not much sexual thoughts about my mom earlier, but I was terribly aroused seeing her like that even though my conscience was prohibiting me as she was my own mother.
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