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Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Read 10+ different tastes of erotic indian themed sex stories 1.Big Brother X Sister 2.Ma ki Chu [Mother’s pussy] 3.Unknown Road with an unknown person 4.Pretended as Dad X Mom 5.Aunty X House 6.Ek Din ki Randi 7.How Son Fucked Mom 8.I just touched Heaven 9.Stepmother became my wife 10.Hotel Room
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I am the eldest son in a North Indian Brahmin family, with two sisters and one brother; all of us are married. I currently live with my parents, wife, and four-year-old son.
My father and I jointly run a profitable engineering products distributorship that provides our family with a comfortable living. My brother, however, lives abroad with his family.
The story I want to share takes place in December, during a period of intense cold in North India, which slowed our business.
It was then that my mother expressed a strong desire to visit the temples of Tirupati and Rameswaram in South India, specifically aiming to be there for the festival on January 15th. As my father was unwell, he asked me to accompany her.
Despite my reluctance—I am a family man who dislikes travelling away from home—my mother’s persistence ultimately compelled me to agree to the trip.
Initially, the trip was postponed, awaiting better weather for my mother and me to travel. My wife often playfully accused me of neglecting my filial duty by delaying the darshan (religious visit) my mother desired.
Once the weather improved, our journey began. We took a train from our city to Delhi, then flew from Delhi to Madurai in South India. In Madurai, we hired a car that remained with us throughout the pilgrimage.
The weather in South India was pleasant. Our itinerary included Rameswaram and then Tirupati. At Tirupati, my mother asked me to shave my head. As I was also enjoying the journey, I happily complied with her wish.
Our return journey commenced after the Tirupati darshan. We drove back to Bangalore in the same car we had hired in Madurai.
We arrived in Bangalore around 4:30 pm and checked into my preferred hotel, The Chancery Pavilion. The long religious journey had concluded. After settling into the room and bathing, I decided to rest.
Feeling the desire for a drink, I quietly went to the hotel bar, taking the room key so as not to disturb my mother, who had fallen asleep from fatigue.
A little while into my drink, I began to miss my wife and children, which dampened my spirits. I then called my mother to inquire if she had eaten dinner.
Her reply was, “Son, I am waiting for you.”
I felt ashamed that I was having fun in the bar and my mother was waiting for me in the room. I said, I am coming and quickly came to the room. When I opened the room with the key, my mother was not there.
Then I heard the sound of my mother singing Bhajans from the bathroom, and I understood that my mother had gone to take a bath. I sat on the sofa and started watching TV.
After about 10 minutes, my mother shouted, “Sonu, give me my nightie.” (Sonu is my pet name.
I picked up the nightie from the bed and went to the bathroom door and called out to my mother. Mother opened the door a little and put her hand out of the door to hold the nightie.
I came a little forward to give her the night, and from that moment, my world changed. The bathroom was built so that the shower was on the left, and the sink and dresser on the right.
When mother hid behind the door and just put her hand out, I saw her completely naked in the mirror in front. Before I tell you more, let me tell you about my mother.
My mother is about 52-5,3 and she is not a beauty angel or anything like that. You are reading Desi Maa Ki Chudayi Ki Vasnasna story on desi bahu dot com. She is an ordinary housewife. Her waist is fat for her age.
Her height is a little more than the women here, 5’5”-and she has big breasts and wide hips, which women of this age often have.
She looks ordinary, but her complexion is very fair. When I stood at the door and saw Mom completely naked, I kept looking at her. Her big white breasts were not sagging much, even after turning 50. They were not too sagging like young girls, but not too upright either.
Mom was standing a little to the side behind the door so that I could see the pink areola and thick nipples between the breasts. Her thighs were big and fleshy, and I could see her long, g white legs.
Since she was standing to the side, the V-shaped part below her navel was not visible in the mirror. I was looking at mom naked in the mirror, or holding the nightie in my hand, when I got to my senses with mom’s voice.
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