Online Chat

by Abe

Chapter 1

Hello friends, my name is Dev, and today I'm going to share a truth about my life that few people would want to share openly. In our country, India, many families have such relationships and dynamics, but due to social pressure, no one talks about them.

I am currently 24 years old. I have always been an introvert. Because of this, I have very few friends, a handful of childhood friends who have remained with me to this day. My social shyness also prevented me from having many girlfriends.

 Even if I did develop a slight interest in a girl, I wouldn't initiate a conversation. However, I did have a girlfriend in 12th grade. Our relationship lasted a year, but nothing more than kissing happened, and then we broke up soon after.

At the time of the breakup, I was in my first year of graduation. I rarely went to college, and my daily routine had become disrupted. I spent most of my time playing games, and at night, I would masturbate to porn. I loved the MILF (Mother I'd Like to Fuck) category of porn.

Gradually, my attraction shifted from young girls to older, slightly plump women, or "aunties." This was a new shift in my thinking, although until then, I had never looked at my mother with that dirty eye. ----- My Family and Background:

Now I come to the part where my real story begins. I'm originally from Odisha, and our family is upper-middle class. There are four members in our family:

I, Dev: 24 years old.

My sister, Riya, is 2 years older than I am.

My mother, Anita, is 45 years old.

My father, Suresh, is 49 years old and works as a fashion designer in Surat, so he's often away from home.

-----Mother's Personality and My Growing Attraction:

My mother, Anita, is really quite attractive. If I were to describe her body measurements, they are 36-34-40. Yes, my mother has very well-shaped buttocks and a fair complexion. At home, she mostly wears comfortable nightdresses. Her figure is even more prominent in these outfits. It's probably from looking at my mother's figure repeatedly that I developed this special attraction to aunts. However, I would like to emphasise that until that time, I had never had any dirty or sexual thoughts about my mother.

[A/N: Anganwadi: A community-based worker in India's Integrated Child Development Services program, providing services primarily focused on health, nutrition, and pre-school education to children and mothers. ]

My mother only studied until the 12th grade and worked as an Anganwadi worker in our village. I later learned that my mother had had an affair with a local uncle in the past. He would often visit our house when we children were not home. I was a child at the time and didn't pay much attention to these things, but now, looking back, it all makes sense.

[A/N: Papa = Father/Dad]

My father lived in Surat, and we lived in Odisha. Papa would come home for a month every year. But when Papa found out about Mom and Uncle, they fought. From then on, Mom stopped talking much to any man.

As I told you, I never had any dirty thoughts about my mother. But one day, after taking a bath, Mom wiped herself with a towel, went to her room, and took it out without locking the door from inside. Now she was completely naked and putting on her blouse. At that time, my mobile charger was in Mom's room.

I was unaware that my mother was changing her dress inside. So I directly pushed the door of my mother's room and was shocked as soon as I went inside. Mother was facing the other side and was completely naked from behind. Then, as the mother realised the door was open, she turned back, quickly picked up a towel, and started hiding.

All this happened in only 10 seconds, and I also came out. Then I went out of the house for 4 hours. But what I had seen of my mother's ass was running in my mind. What beautiful white buttocks she had. I felt as if I had seen a pornstar in real life.

Then I came home in the evening. But I was a little scared as to how I would face my mother now. But my mother asked me to go to the shop. She behaved absolutely normally, but she, too,o was unable to look me in the eye. Then that night, I started thinking about my mother and searched for and watched mom-son porn videos on my mobile.

That day, I imagined my mother for the first time and masturbated. I don't know why I enjoyed masturbating the most that day. And from then on, I used to watch my mother sweeping the house and doing household chores. Sometimes I would see my mother's cleavage, and while sweeping, I would go crazy looking at her ass from behind.

I tried a lot to see my mother completely naked, but never got a chance. I became addicted to watching daily mom, son and many incest videos and reading stories. A year passed this way, and Didi also got married.

[A/N: Didi = Sister who is older than me]

Now, only my mother and I stay at home. Then one night, I went to my mother's room door and checked. That day, mother did not lock the door from inside. I used to do this before as well, but it was always locked fromthe inside. But that day, she probably forgot, and it was a hot day then.

I slowly went inside the room, turned on the flash on my mobile, and looked. Mother's nightie was above her knees, and she was sleeping with her face to one side. I went closer and peeked from below, and my mother was not wearing panties. Mother's buttocks were slightly visible, and the pubic hair was also faint. Then I took two photos and came to my room, masturbated and went to sleep.

Then, after reading stories from this site daily, I also felt like having real-life sex with my mother. After much thought, an idea came to mind, and I decided to implement it.

The idea was something like this: I thought that if my mother came to know about these incest stories, and such sex talks between mother and son, then if mother also gets a little attracted towards me, then it is fine. If she shows no interest, then I will not try anything.

It was easy for me, because my mother is educated and uses a smartphone. Mother also had a Facebook ID, but not in her real name. She used it only to watch videos on Facebook. So I opened a fake Facebook account in a girl's name and set a DP of an aunt of my mother's age. Then I sent a request to my mother from that ID.

I waited for two days. Even then, my mother did not accept my request, so I tried my mother's phone password. The password was the first four letters of her mobile number, and the phone got unlocked. I opened my mother's Facebook and accepted my fake ID request.

That night, after my mother finished all her work and went to sleep, she logged on to Facebook and sent me a message. She saw the message but did not reply. My mother knew how to chat, but not properly, so maybe she avoided chatting with anyone. Even then, she replied only after I asked her two or three times-

Me(fake ID): Hi.

Mom: Hello.

Me (fake ID): How are you?

Mom: Who are you?

Me (fake ID): I don't know you, you just look my age, so I want to be friends.

Mom: But I didn't show you any photos. How did you know my age?

Me (fake ID): Oh, your date of birth is showing, isn't it?

Mom: Okay.

Me (fake ID): Well, you must be a female, right? Because there aren't any photos of you.

Mom: Yes, I am a female. But my name is different.