Chapter 2



While Sooraj and Rohini were kissing each other goodnight, Rahul Woods was lying on his bed…naked…diddling his shaft furiously.

Rahul had turned nineteen three months ago, however he was yet to see his first pussy in true sense. From the very childhood he had been a very shy, introvert, studious type. Sooraj and Rohini never had any problem with him; they never received any complain from school, and he always got good grades. He had always been a perfect son.

But all was not well with Rahul. Because of his shy nature, he didn’t have many friends, even though he had grown into a handsome teenager like his father was in his younger days…a good lean physique and a cute face that could steal the heart of any young woman. Being studious type, he was not much into sports, and his shy nature prevented him from getting popular with the girls.

He was vaguely aware of the reasons also; he always failed to respond in time to any advances made. The girls in his class labeled him a nerd.

Up till his adolescence, Rahul didn’t have any problem because then he was not interested in girls. He was more interested with the small world of his own creation…his computer, his studies, his books. He never worried about paying attention to his classmates and girls in the neighborhood. The problem only started when he began realizing his sexual awakening. He realized that all the girls around him were busy getting laid; his friends and classmates had plenty of horny pussies at their disposal while he had none.

He was jealous. He tried to become one of them, but that was not easy, and soon he understood clearly that he was not welcomed.

He got frustrated. He had been masturbating ever since he was fifteen, but it had always made him feel guilty…always afraid to get caught doing that dirty thing. He enjoyed stimulating his own cock with his hands…the wonderful feeling every time when he let his orgasm overtake him…yet he didn’t know how his parents would react if they ever saw him doing it. They appeared so straight…so prudish.

His frustration drove him back to his own shell, and he vented his frustration into his cock, masturbating repeatedly everyday, sometime even five times a day, every such session making him feel more guilty, making him even more miserable.

His masturbating session continued unabated, but he longed to feel the body of a woman…the silky feel of a soft cunt around his cock…feel of emptying his balls inside a hot pussy…he desperately wanted a pussy of his own.

Two months ago, he met Sooraj…Sooraj Perkins, a new entrant in his neighborhood, a cute but little obese girl. Her house was two blocks away from his house. Rahul didn’t know why she fell for him…probably the other guys were not free or probably she met him before she could learn about him from other girls…but he was pleased.

Sooraj liked that cute but stupid looking guy, she immediately realized that he would serve her purpose well. Sooraj was no virgin, and by her eighteenth birthday she had tasted more cocks than she could remember, including her own father’s. Her mother was shocked when she found that her teenage daughter is screwing her own father. They divorced immediately, and mother and daughter shifted to a new city, in the Rahul’s neighborhood. Her mother kept a strict vigil on her. When she heard about her friendship with Rahul, she immediately enquired about him. What she found pleased her. At least, Rahul had a good impression among other parents and therefore, she never objected when Sooraj began dating with Rahul.

That’s what Sooraj wanted. She realized that Rahul could be a perfect front for her salacious activities. Her mom would never object her friendship with Rahul. She immediately got friendly with Rahul.

They began dating. Rahul was finally happy that he had his own girlfriend.

One night, in a darkened parking space of a movie theatre Sooraj whispered him to make love to her. On the back seat of his car, which he had borrowed from his father, Rahul pulled her panties and watched in his amazement the very first real pussy of his life, a fat cunt covered with blonde forest of curly hair.

He was very excited. With his heart pounding wildly in his chest, he pulled is pants and underwear. Sooraj gripped his rigid cock and guided it to her cunt, rubbing its bulbous head over her pussy.

Rahul could not realize when his orgasm hit him. Sooraj was still rubbing his cock head over her swollen lips when he moaned and tried to stop his ejaculation unsuccessfully. But he was too late. His cum gushed out of his peehole, deluging his girlfriend’s bushy cuntlips and her fingers and smearing her panties and skirt with the thick gluey liquid.

Rahul was crestfallen. Sooraj cursed him rudely for ruining her dress for the evening. He said sorry to her but she was not pleased. They immediately returned home; Rahul dropped her at her residence and went back to his home…utterly frustrated.

He knew that his affair with Sooraj was probably over.

Sooraj was much cleverer than he thought. Although she was disappointed with Rahul’s that evening…she had no plans to break with him. There was no need to say Rahul goodbye, he would remain her perfect alibi while she would fuck around with other boys in the neighborhood.

She told Rahul that she was not unhappy with him, as it was his first time and things like that happen to many. However, they didn’t try to have sex after that.

Rahul didn’t take his failure easily. His outings with Sooraj became less frequent; he stayed at home more and more…preferring to play with his cock rather than going out with Sooraj. It was during that period when he saw his mother naked for the first time.

The school closed early that day. When he returned home, Rohini was not there. He retired to his room, sat on his study table and tried to relax. After a while he heard the sound of opening of front door. He could guess that it would be Rohini from her part time job. He didn’t bother to check immediately.

He didn’t know what came to his mind as he got up and went downstairs. There was complete silence downstairs, no sound of running tap water or shifting of utensils from the kitchen…no sound from his parent’s bedroom either.

The doors were opened, and he just went to tell his mother that he was home.

Rohini was nowhere to be seen. He could hear the sound of running water from the shower. He was suddenly curious. He slowly tiptoed across the room and carefully peeked inside.

Rohini was standing under the shower…completely naked, her body drenched with water, her hands covering her wet hairy pussy. He withdrew his head back…his eyes wide with disbelief. His beautiful mother was standing below the shower without a shred on her body.

He waited for a moment, trying to control his mind which was suddenly reeling with excitement, then he peeked again. He could not believe what he saw. His mother’s hand was not covering her pussy; this time he saw her fingers moving in and out of her bushy snatch. His mother was fingering herself.

Rahul withdrew his head again and quietly went out of the room. He didn’t want to be caught peeping on his own mother. He stood against the wall…outside the bedroom…trying to catch his heavy breathing. His legs felt rubbery and he had to summon all his strength to stay in standing position. Above all he realized that he was rock hard.

He stood there…silently…trying to reason with his conscience. He wanted to go back into the room and watch his mother masturbating in the shower, but he knew that it was wrong…not only wrong but the utmost sin to watch his own mother in her most private moments. He knew if he were caught he would never be able to meet his mother’s eyes, yet he again wanted to see his beautiful nude mother. The conflict between his morals and lust continued for many minutes. Rahul could not resist the temptation…his lust for watching his naked mother overwhelmed his conscience, and he decided to go back and peep again.

He turned and entered the bedroom again, only to realize his faux pas.

Rohini was through with her shower and she was standing before her mirror looking at her magnificent reflections. Rahul could never realize that she would see his movements in the mirror, and she turned immediately without giving him any time to retract.

Both of them froze in their position. They looked at each other…both equally embarrassed. Even that odd condition could not prevent him from admiring his mother’s naked charm…her big bouncy tits…her deliciously bushy cunt.

Realizing that he had been caught; he pretended to be just arrived, said her sorry, and immediately retired to his own room.

Once inside the privacy of his room, and after making sure that his room was properly locked from inside, Rahul sat on his bed. He realized that his whole body was quivering with strange excitement. He pulled his shorts and underwear down pulling his rigid tool. It was rock hard…ready to be touched…and pampered.

Rahul knew that his mother was beautiful, yet he had never expected that she would be so beautiful. He was aware that many women do that kind of stuff like playing with their pussies or using their fingers for a cock, however he never thought that his mother would also be one of them. The episode, which he had just witnessed, showed him a whole new side of his Mother, and all of a sudden she became a very sexy, sensuous woman who had her own strong sexual urges.

Rahul was confused. He was not sure what he should do. For the first time, he had seen his mother completely naked…seen her charming assets…and worst of all he had liked it. First time, he thought about his mother as a desirable woman, one to which men would look upon with sexual feelings. And to his surprise, he noticed that with every such lewd his cock jerked, sending waves of passion through his body.