After the party, when they were returning home, she asked him to stop the car along a deserted park.

On her insistence, they went into the park. It was almost nine in the night and the area looked deserted. That sat on a deserted bench…side by side. Then she asked him to made her love again…Rahul refused but she forced her. Rahul could not resist much, and soon gave in as she lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down to expose her pussy.

He fumbled with his jeans, anyhow getting out of it. He looked at her charming cunt opened before him under dim moonlight, waiting to be ravished. He grabbed his rigid cock, pointed its head at her opening and forced his tool inside her. He pumped her frenziedly, afraid of failing again. But his fear overtook him and within one minute his balls churned, and he shot his load deep inside her pussy.

Sooraj was furious. She had just begun to enjoy his pounding when he came and filled her pussy with his juice. She cursed him, calling him unfit and advised him to see a doctor.

Rahul was deeply hurt and straight away he returned home.

Rohini immediately sensed her son’s mood when he returned looking pensive from his date. He refused to eat his dinner saying that he had already taken it, and immediately retired to his room. She could guess that he was lying.

Her son was vulnerable at the moment. Sooraj had not yet arrived from his workshop.

Rohini went upstairs.

Rahul’s room was locked from inside. She peeked through the keyhole. Rahul was sitting on his study table, silently staring at the wall. His face was grim. He had not changed yet. She waited for a moment and then knocked his door.

Rahul waked from his trance and looked at the door with a puzzled expression on his face. Then he walked to the door.

“I told you mom…I’m not hungry.” He yelled from inside. “Leave me alone.”

“I’m not here to ask you for dinner. I just wanted to talk to you.”

“Why…?” He yelled again.

“First you open the door.”

She waited patiently. After about a minute, he opened the door. “What do you want?”

She could read irritation in his voice.

“May I come in?” She insisted.

“Come…” He moved away from the door. Rohini entered his son’s room. She looked at her son’s grim face, suddenly realizing that probably today she would write a new chapter in her relationship with her son.

“Is everything okay honey.”

“What do you mean?”

“You looked very tense when you returned.” She spoke sympathetically. “Did you have a fight with Sooraj.”

“No.”

She moved near him and looked directly into his eyes. “Don’t lie to me…I can read it in your eyes.”

“There is nothing to tell you about.” He wanted to tell her everything…about his failure with Sooraj…about his amorous thoughts regarding her…everything. But he knew that he dared not. Mothers are not meant for those kinds of talks.

“Okay…” She shook her head. “Let me guess.”

Rahul remained silent.

“You tried to have sex with her.”

Rahul could not believe what he was hearing. He could never guess that his mother would ask him so bluntly. He didn’t reply but she could guess the answer.

“And she refused. Isn’t it?”

“No…” He contradicted immediately.

She could not suppress her smile. At least she got him talking.

“Then what happened?”

He didn’t utter a word.

“Come on.” She moved close to him, and helped him in sitting on the edge of his bed. Then she sat beside him.

“Don’t be ashamed…tell me everything.” She looked into his eyes. “I might be able to help you.”

“I don’t know how to tell you about this.”

“Okay…lets get little more frank with each other. Today you took Sooraj for a date. Then somewhere you tried to fuck her and you say that she was also willing. Correct.”

Rahul looked at her mother in utter disbelief, never before he had heard such crude words from his mother.

“Don’t look at me like that. I’m well familiar with all these modern words,” She gave him a nervous laugh, trying to ease the tension. “We’re all humans. I needn’t tell you that your father and I fuck very often.”

Rahul nodded his head in affirmation as if he had witnessed all those fucking episodes.

She felt a mild tremor running through her loins. The wetness seeped out of her aroused cuntlips, making a wet patch on her panties.

“I didn’t try to f…fuck her…” He told. “She asked me.”

“It doesn’t matter who asked whom…but I can’t see where is the problem.”

“The problem began later. When I…I…ugh…tried to f… I mean make love to her…” He stopped and looked for her reaction.

“You inserted your cock inside her.” She completed his sentence. She was pretending to appear cool, which she was not.

“Yeah…” He stammered again before revealing the truth. “But when I began doing it…I mean…ugh…that thing…I climaxed immediately.”

His face was ashen again, remembering his failure with his girlfriend.

“And she was not happy.” Rohini felt pity for him.

“She was very angry. She cursed me for messing her clothes and told me to never see her again. She told me that I’ll never be able to satisfy a woman and I must see a doctor.”

“Not necessarily.” Knowing him problem, Rohini felt more confident. “What happened with you was noting unusual. Lot of people go through this phase, and most of them later turned out to be quite a versatile lovers.”

He looked at her with disbelief.

“Most of the boys in your age group get carried away seeing their first pussy and they just loose control; and result is what happened with you. You can learn to overcome that with patience and practice.”

“Can I?” He looked at his mother expectantly.

“Sure baby…and mommy is going to help you, if you promise me not to tell anything about it to anyone.”

“I promise.” His face suddenly lit in anticipation.

“And also that you will do anything…anything…which I’d ask you to do.”

“Yes.”

Rohini looked at the handsome face of her teenage son; her heart was pounding violently. Her throat was suddenly dry.

Rahul was intently watching his mother.

“Do you masturbate?” She asked him in a shaky voice.

“Mom…?” He looked at her in surprise.

“Do you?”

“Yes.”

“How often?” She could feel her cunt dripping with excitement.

“Daily…three to five times, sometimes even more.” He was telling the truth.

“Can you show me now?” Her voice was quivering.

“What?”

“Yes…now. I want to see how effectively you can masturbate. Remember it’s a part of your training.”

“Mom…!” Rahul stared at her mother. He could feel the shaking in her voice, a sleepy look in her eyes, yet he could not believe what he was hearing.

“Yes…I want you to beat your cock in front of me, until it starts shooting the cum…would you do it for me.”

“Yes mom.”

Rahul unbuckled his jeans and let it slide along his thighs, then step aside from his jeans. Rohini hungrily eyed the bulge in front of his underwear. She felt a terrific itching between her cunt lips.

“Remove that also. I want you completely naked.”

Rahul excitedly removed his t-shirt and dropped it one the side. Then he inserted his finger inside the elastic band of his underwear and slowly pulled it down along his thighs. Rohini watched him…holding her breath as his semi hard tool unraveled before her prying eyes. Itching inside her cunt was suddenly more intense.

Rahul tossed the underwear on the floor and stood in front his mother, completely naked, his face flushed with excitement and shame, his cock not yet fully erect.

“Your cock is not yet ready for the game. Just make it ready…don’t you have any porn magazine with you.”

He didn’t. He stood red faced in front of his mother.

“Jesus…it seems that your friend need some kind of stimulation. Probably I’d be able to provide some.” She smiled at him, then began unbuttoning her blouse. Soon she was standing in her tiny bra. She proceeded to unhook her bra and let it slide along her body.

Rahul licked his dry lips. His eyes were glued to her mother’s magnificent breasts. He could never believe that his mother would herself show her assets to him. His cock jerked with excitement.

“Beat it.” Rohini demanded. She wanted to strip her skirt and panties also and grab her son to the bed. Anyhow she controlled herself. If she did that Sooraj would be very disappointed. She didn’t want that. Sooraj deserved to be there when she would fuck Rahul for the first time.

Rahul took his shaft between is fingers and began massaging it gently. Gradually, his cock grew in proportion and soon it was raging like a mad bull. Rohini watched in amazement as her son beat his cock, in a gentle rhythmic stroke.

Rohini’s pussy was dripping with excitement. She could feel her body shaking with fervor. Her son was so like his father and yet so different.

While Sooraj’s cock had a chiseled head and was much thicker at base; Rahul’s dick was more of a cylindrical shape, with a deep purple-mushroomed head. It appeared little longer than Sooraj’s tool, she could not guess with certainty.

“Harder…!” Her voice was croaky. She had to summon all her will power to refrain herself from grabbing that beautiful cock.

Rahul beat her cock harder and harder, his eyes continuously staring at his mother’s magnificent tits. The purple head of his cock even appeared darker with his constant beating. Rohini grabbed her boobs with her hands and squeezed them hard. She stuck her tongue out, bent her head and touched her left tit with her tongue, continuously aware that Rahul was observing her intently while massaging his cock frantically.