Mom got fucked by son Nitin-1
My name is Nitin. I was 25 at the time of my divorce. I had found out my wife Jaya, had an affair with her boss and the baby she was pregnant with was his and not mine.
To say I was crushed, was an understatement. I was spent three days of hell as I had told her too move out of our home and had to watch her and her family, move all of her things out.
After two more days of laying in bed, I called my mother to tell her all the horrible details. I had to tell her she was not going to be a grandmother after all.
I totally broke down on the phone and my mom was crying and she told me she was coming over in the morning. That meant she would have to start driving some time in the night, because we were about 2 and a half hours apart. I tried to tell her that it wasn’t necessary, but she wouldn’t have it. She made it clear that she was coming! We got off the phone and I crawled into bed and tried to forget about everything long enough to pass out.
The night went by with a few bad dreams and a few shots of Nitin Beam. I was awoke at about 6 in the morning by the feeling of the mattress moving and a warm hand on my cheek. Mom knew where my hidden key was, and she had let herself in and was sitting beside me, caressing my face. Then my eyes adjusted, and at the foot of my bed, stood my little sister, Kirti.
Kirti jumped on the bed, with tears flowing down her delicate, innocent, fourteen year old face. She dropped down, wrapping her arms round my waist and burying her face in my stomach. She was rambling on about how stupid my wife was and how she was never good enough for me, and more such things.
My mom was looking in my eyes and said, I’m here for you now, my love.
I’m going to take care of you now. You just tell me what you need, Nitin.
Mommies going to get you through this. Then we all started to cry.
Mom got down and laid next to me
She cuddled my right side of my body and my sister was wrapped around my left side. It felt good. I felt really loved at that moment and I was in a real lonely state of mind. So them showing me all this warm love at the time, was really helping me. After a while, I fell asleep and rested well for a few hours.
I woke up to the smell of bacon.
I opened my eyes and was alone on my bed. I had a raging piss Bonner, so I got up and went to the master bathroom in my bedroom. I stepped through the door and there was my little sister on her knees, cleaning my toilet. She looked at me and smiled and said, morning Nitin!
I fainted a smile, and said good morning hunny, what are you doing?
She said, mom and I are getting this place ship shape, Nitin!
Then my 18 yr old sister looked down and got a big wide grin on her face and covered her mouth with her hand. I looked down and saw my 8 inch dick standing out of my boxers fly and staring my baby sister, in the eyes.
Now like I said, Kirti was 18, with blue eyes, black hair that was always in a tail or pig tails and was 40 kg soak and wet. She was 4’11, with little b-cup breasts and short thin legs that ran down to tiny little white feet. She was a little wisp of a thing.
So she’s staring at my cock, I’m staring at my cock and I looked up at her and blushed three shades of red. I dropped my hands and did a lame attempt to cover my wood. Kirti just giggled and got up and said, I give you a few minutes big bro, as she walked by me. Then she jumped up and kissed me on the cheek.
I wasn’t even awake yet really, so I shook it off and took a piss, and then I walked out to the kitchen and the smell of breakfast.
My mother was 50 yrs old, 5’4, 80kg, she has blue eyes and a curly, black main of beautiful shiny hair.
She was dressed in a summer dress and high heels and pantyhose. She looked so motherly beautiful. Her breasts are a large DD, and her ass looked too big for her small body.
She rushed me to my chair at the head of my table, and started to serve me breakfast. Kirti came in and sat down to, and helped mom make my plate. After I ate, mom cleared the dishes and told Kirti to go run her brother a bath. Mom looked at me and said, my goodness sweetheart, you need a bath… I thought to my self, it had been about 4 days since I had showered. I had been so depressed, I had barely got out of bed in the last few days?
So a few minutes later, my sister called out to me that it was ready.
Mom held out her hand to me and as I took her hand she guilded me to the bathroom.
When we got there, Kirti was sitting on the toilet lid with towels and a change of clothes for me, all folded up and sitting in her arms. Mom took them from her set them down and then told me to get my shirt off. So I took my shirt off and she took it and handed it to my sister.
I guess I should tell you, that my little sister has always had a kind of hero worship thing with me. She thinks I hung the moon. I’m almost 12 yrs older than her and when she was growing up, she’d always say that she was going to marry me when she grew up. We always got a laugh out of that.
Anyway, after handing Kirti my t-shirt, mom then said, Kirti turn around, and with a childish pouty face, sis turned around. Then mom said off with those shorts mister.
What! I said. Mom said, get them off, that need to go to laundry.
She then said, don’t get shy on me, I’m your mother.
With that she reached down and tugged my boxers down to my feet, and I stepped out of them. She than held them out to my sister and told Kirti to go and put them in the wash.
My sister, kind of stamped her foot, and said, mom! I want to help Nitin to! Mom just told her to get going and then Kirti huffed off to do as she was told. But as she walked out of view, I saw her reflection in the mirror in my bedroom, and I saw her bring my clothes to her face and smell them as she walked away. It caught me by surprise. But I quickly refocused on the fact that I was buck naked in front of my mother.
But she just turned the water off and turned to walk out, and as she went to close the door, she looked back and said, Nitin, I know that no good tramp hurt you, but I’m here now Nitin, and I’m going to take care of you, as long as you need me… And Nitin, I know how to take care of a man. Then she closed the door and I was left there with a semi hard on and a few strange questions?
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