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
This story starts when I was 18+ years old. There are three members in my life, I, my dad, and my mom. We were well-to-do, with dad having his own business in partnership with two of his friends.
Everything was going well, but suddenly one of his partners died due to a heart attack. A week after his death my dad, Ramesh’s other partner backstabbed him and threw him out of the business, and took over the entire business.
My dad got depressed. He tried to look for a job, but since he was 45, and he didn’t want to do menial jobs, he could not find any suitable job. Since he had his own business earlier and was the owner, he wanted a somewhat similar position which he wasn’t getting. He didn’t have enough savings to start his own business.
We sold our house and moved to a smaller 1 BHK. I used to sleep in the hall with mom and dad taking the bedroom. We had enough money now. But my dad’s depression increased. Even to start a new business, he became hesitant. All this led to alcohol abuse.
He started drinking daily. By this time, I got admission in an engineering college.
My dad started getting angry towards my mom, whenever she tried to advise him to give up alcohol. With dad not earning, my college fees and his alcohol drinking started to make a dent in our savings.
Then, my mom started going to work. She had done fashion designing, but that was 21 years ago when she was 21 years old.
She knew tailoring and joined a textile company as a tailor. Dad’s alcoholism increased so did his anger. He had started arguing with my mom over silly things and shouted at me as well.
One day, I was studying in the hall. Dad came home drunk and sat opposite me.
Dad:- REKHA!!! REKHA!!!
Me:- Mom’s doing overtime. She won’t be back till 10. She came home in the evening for an hour to make dinner. I had my dinner. Mom told me to tell you to have dinner as well.
Dad:- Don’t you dare tell me what I have to do. Shut up and do what you are doing.
I went back to studying. Half an hour later, mom came home.
Mom:- Did you guys have your dinner?
Me:- I did. Dad didn’t.
Mom to dad:- Come, let’s have dinner together. Oh, you’ve got drunk again.
Dad:- Don’t you lecture me on what I should do. Where were you till now?
Mom:- I had overtime.
Dad:- Overtime or were getting fucked?
Mom:- CHII...!!! What kind of talk is this, and that too, in front of our son. I work overtime to keep this house running as you drink half of my salary.
Dad:- You kept me hungry till now and have the audacity to talk back to me.
Mom:- Rahul, go to your room.
Dad:- Stay here. You were calling me to eat and now I am hungry for some pussy.
Then dad grabbed my mom’s pallu and threw it away. He removed mom’s blouse and bra, exposing her boobs, and started pressing them furiously.
Mom:- Ahhhh ... Stop!!! Don’t do it in front of our son. Let’s go to the bedroom.
Dad:- Shut up.
I didn’t know what to do. Meanwhile, my dad removed his pants. He pinned mom to the ground and started lifting her saree. This time, my mom didn’t try to escape.
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