Indian Mom & Son Collection
Copyright© 2025 by Abe
Chapter 1
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 1 - This is the collection of Indian incest[Mom amp son]. Contains: 1)Indian Mom Teaches Son Masturbation amp Sex 2)Seducing My Indian Mom 3)Mom amp Son After Goa Trip 4)Indian Mom In Omegle 5)Son Into Mom’s Arms
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Incest Mother Son Cream Pie First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Squirting Big Breasts Slow
Episode 15 mins later there was a knock at the door. I knew it was Rohan. Mom looked at me once. I pretended to be asleep. Mom quietly opened the door. She explained to him that she can’t come now, but said that she’ll finish what he has started.
We returned in the morning. Rohan told me what mother had told him. He said that he thinks that she is in love with him. He will tell her the truth but not the whole truth.He’ll say he is not the boss of her husband but a colleague. He acted thus so that he can get to her and tell her the truth. But he’ll not tell her our secret.
A couple of days later Rohan told me that he had met my mom today and told her the truth as planned. Even to his surprise she took it very well and didn’t get angry. But he didn’t tell me anything about his plans to take my mother to bed and make passionate love to her.
When mom came home she didn’t tell me anything about her meeting. A couple of days later mom told me that she has to go on a training relating to her job. She will be gone for 3 weeks. So she said that I and my brother have to stay with my Nana nani in the village for 3 weeks. I smelt something fishy because this was the first time she ever was attending any training. She will leave on Saturday. There were still 2 days to Saturday.
Meanwhile Rohan was completely avoiding me. He didn’t answer my repeated calls.
Next day when she returned from the office I saw she brought a big bag with her. She immediately put it in her closet as if hiding from me. I pretended not to see it. When she went to the temple in the evening I immediately opened her closet and opened the bag. There were a lot of new clothes in it. There are 5 new sarees which I could only guess from outside as the packets were still unopened, But I could see the models wearing the sarees on the cover. All the blouse were sleeveless and very transparent.
Then there were around 5 packets of lingerie and nightwear. Again looking at the models I could guess what was inside. It was a two-piece undergarment set, bra and lacy panty thongs, and a sleeveless cape that barely reached the thighs, a belt to tie the cape. Then there was some stuff related to makeup and a lot of bangles. A couple of packets of i-pills. I was sure that Rohan had brought this stuff for her. And this trip had something to do with him.
Suddenly her mobile phone rang. She had forgotten to take it with her. I quickly put the bag inside the closet and rushed to see her phone. I got a shock when I saw the caller Identity... ‘Rohan Janu’. I didn’t answer. Then after some time there was an SMS. It was from Rohan. I opened it. It read “How are the clothes jaan-e-man. All set for our Honeymoon in Goa now!” I now knew of the whole thing. It excited me to new levels, my mom was planning to celebrate her second Honeymoon with another man without even marrying him.
Anyway on Friday we left for our grandparents home. Next 3 weeks were agonizing. I wanted to see my mom in action with Rohan, and I missed all the things. I cursed Rohan.Anyways, after 3 weeks, we returned on Monday.Mom had got a lot of tans. I asked her what happened. She said that her training classes were in the open in New Delhi. So she got tan.
2 days later I noticed an SMS from Rohan that read “Did you like the pics and videos:X” when she was out to visit the temple.
I immediately opened her laptop and searched.jpg. I got numerous hits. I located the folder. It was titled HONEYMOON: PRATIBHA and KHALID. I was feeling the adrenaline. I immediately brought the pen drive and transferred the whole folder. It was 15 GB in size. My excitement knew no bounds.
I transferred the stuff to my laptop. I immediately opened the pics folder. There were many subfolders with dates. I opened the first one. There were some general pics of sceneries etc. Couple of the hotel room. Then there were pics of beach, Mom dressed in beachwear, not a bikini, but a loose sleeveless kurti that barely reached her waist and loose salwar that ended above her ankles.
She had worn anklets as well. Rohan was in underwear. One of the pics had them smooching, not French kissing but just touching each other’s lips and I knew I was in for a treat. Then there were pics of theirs in the room. Then there were series of pics of their kissing. This time it was a passionate kiss, their tongues entwined, chewing each other lips. I notice Mom had worn new bangles and had applied Mehndi on her hands and forearms.
Then Mom came back from the temple and I closed my laptop. I was eagerly waiting for the night to see the ‘action’.When everybody slept I opened the video folder. Here again, there were date-wise sub-folders. I immediately opened the first on Sunday-Day 1. There were around 10 videos. I opened the first one. The video showed mom sitting in front of the mirror and applying lipstick. She was dressed in a Black sleeveless blouse, I could only see this much from the side view. Then she got up and faced the camera. Oh my ... the blouse was very low cut, the saree was completely transparent, it showed midriff and navel.
She had worn a lot of bangles that covered half her forearm. Her mangal-sutra was prominent, lying in between her ample cleavage. She approached the bed and sat down.Rohan then got up and placed the camera such that the whole bed was in view. Then he also came in view. He was dressed in typical pathani kurta-pyjama. Then he sat beside my mother, she moved forward and gently pecked on his lips. Then again. 4-5 quick pecks. And then she grabbed his face and put her lips on his, soon they were engaged in a passionate kiss. Kissing each other’s lips like lollipops. Then she gently opened his kurta buttons while kissing. Breaking off their kiss, Rohan removed his Kurta.
Mom immediately placed her hand on his bulge and opened the nada of his pajama. He got up and removed his pajama too. He had a V-shaped Frenchie underneath that barely hid his huge boner. Mom too got up and removed her saree. She was in a petticoat and blouse now.
Again their smooch started, her hand was on his circumcised cock, while he was pressing her boobs. Slowly he started to open her blouse while continuing to lick her lips. He got stuck at the 3rd hook. She helped open the last hook and removed her blouse and threw it on the floor. Underneath she had a stylish black bra that hardly hid her assets. They were bursting out. Mom was left only in black bra and black petticoat.
Now Rohan got up from the bed and removed his underwear. Mom also removed her bra. Rohan laid on the bed.Mother tied her hair back again and followed him on the bed.Mother had her upper body completely naked, she had her petticoat covering lower body. Her mangal sutra laid prominently between her breasts. Rohan was lying upright facing the ceiling and mother were laid sidewise facing Rohan.
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