Hello friends, I am going to describe here some events of my life. I am in college now. This is about me any my mom. We live in a coastal area of India, I am not mentioning the place for obvious reason. What happened between me and my mom started five years ago.
Let me describe my family first. We earn by catching fish and selling in the market. I have an elder sister who was married eight years ago. After one year of marriage she had a son. My mother also blessed our family with my younger brother one year after that. Unfortunately, six months after my brother was born, my father passed away in a boat capsizal in the ocean while catching fish. I also was very young at that time. Initially my sister and brother-in-law supported our family. However, slowly my mother came out of the grief and took control of our family issues and earnings.
My father was tall, around 6ft, thin and dusky. Me and my elder sister were also like that. However, the time of which I am narrating the event – I was very short in comparison to both of my parents. I was only 5ft 2 inches and very thin. My mother, Meenakshi, is also a tall woman, very unusual for our rural community. She was around 5 ft 9 inches tall. She is also much fairer than us, so is my brother. My elder sister, Taru, is also as tall as my mom. However, she is of thin built, however, she is has big set of boobs, around 36 inches. She initially had 34 inches boobs at the time of marriage. I know because I had seen her bra size, while I would help her to arrange the almirah. Her breasts grew bigger during pregnancy up to 36 inches.
My elder sister was the first women, who created sexual frustration in me. When she used to visit our house after having the son, she would often breastfeed her son in front of us. I had left breastfeeding at least seven years ago, and had forgotten everything before that. But seeing my nephew being breastfed by my elder sister would sometimes make me jealous. I would see that my nephew would be sucking his mom’s one of the huge tits and playing with the other. While playing he would sometimes twist his mother’s nipple or press the boob so hard that milk will flow like spray from his mother’s tits.
Though my elder sister is pretty and her tits are huge, tight and full of milk, yet I was not actually sexually attracted to her. What made me frustrated was a desire was starting to grow in me to suck and drink milk from my mother’s tits. Not only that I did not know about anything regarding sex at that time, but slowly my interests started to grow in my mother’s body. I would watch her waist and hanging big belly when she is wiping the floor or changing her saree. Sometime would look at her huge cleavage between the two huge boobs when she is sweeping, or washing clothes. It was difficult for me to see her cleavage when she would stand and change her saree as at that time I was at least 7 inches shorter than her.
However, being short was also beneficial, because after I had stopped drinking my mother’s milk, I had never seen again my boobs out of the blouse. So at least I could see my mother’s huge underboobs when she would stretch her upwards to get something down from a high place or to put it back. The best moment is when she would clean the fan. She would stretch her hands while cleaning the fan standing on a stool. While I would hold the stool from below for her support. At that time, I used to look upwards and see her huge tits were spilling out from under her blouse and between the hooks of the blouse. Her belly with all the strechmarks would be stretched will all flabby fat and her deep round navel, dark like an endless well, would pop out from her saree – as her saree moved downwards du to stretching.
While seeing my mom’s body, her curvy waist and the sweaty folds in her waist, her blouse stuggling to cover her huge tits and cleavage, her mesmerising fat flabby belly and deep navel surround my the mesh of strechmarks – my dick used to turn stiff and sometimes throbbing inside my pant – sometimes leaking a watery juice – that I know now is the pre-cum. While my mother is very tall, 5ft 9 inch, but at the same time very large women. She is bulky, her belly is huge, flabby and hangs downwards – I often used to see when she would change her saree in night while wearing the petticoat much below her navel. It was her habit – the whole day she would wear the saree much above the navel, while in night, before going to sleep – she would change the saree and also would bring down below her abdomen. Thus her whole belly would come out in front of my eyes. Her navel is not only deep and round, but also very wide – a good enough space to fit in a small lemon. Some time a little bit of her black push of pubic hair would peep through the gap below the knot of her petticoat.
Even though my elder sister’s tits are huge, my mother’s tits were much larger. My mother used to wear 38inch blouse at earlier but had to change it to 40inch blouse after my brother was born. Her boobs were heavy and would hand a little bit downwards, pulling down her blouse and exposing more of her deep cleavage. She never used to wear bra inside blouse. When she would sweep the floor or wipe it, her boobs in her blouse will hang like two big green coconuts in a bag and would sway like to giant pendulums. Sometimes after her bath or during winter I would seek her big grape like nipples would poke like two big grapes pushing the cover of her blouse. Also she became heavier after his birth. Even though she is bulky her body was very strong, her fats were solid and her hands and legs were big, thick and strong. She had the world’s sweetest face and doe eyes – yet she would look like a tigress when she is angry.
One year of my nephew’s birth, my own younger brother was born, and my father unfortunately passed away six months after that. My sister and her husband supported us a lot. My mother slowly came out of the grief. She changed a little bit our way of living. She would only buy fish from the whole sellers, through my brother-in-law and would sell it in the market. Very rarely she would take me out to the market as she was very conscious about my education. When she is at the market my sister would look after my brother, she would breastfeed him also along with my nephew. Mother would finish the fish selling early in the morning, and would return before I go out at 10.30 am. Then she would take my brother back and my sister would go to her own house – two houses away from us, with her son.
Only in some weekends mom will take me with her to the market. There I hear sometimes men gossiping about her which made me angry but also confident. For emaple, I would get angry when I hear a man saying “Oof, look that fish selling woman. So big delicious tits, so sexy face, look at her curves, so hot and big, oof, if i could get her for one night…”. Then I would get confident when I would here another man replying to her “Have you seen your own height. Look how tall and strong that woman is. Don’t even think about approaching her. She beat the shit out of you and would sell you in place of fishes”. The first man would accept that truth. And, I would get happy that everyone is afraid of my mother.
I was already frustrated with a desire to suck my mom’s tits, seeing my nephew suckling my elder sister’s tits and drinking her breastmilk. Now the whole days and nights I am more jealous seeing my brother suckling on my mother’s huge boobs and drinking her breastmilk. However as mom breastfeeds him, now I can openly see my mom’s huge tits. They are huge, now she wears 40 inch blouse. They are heavy and full with milk. Even though my mom is much fair, my mom’s areolas are very dark brown. I think my mom’s huge boobs, each as big as a green coconut, matches perfectly with her tall, bulky and heavy built. When my bother plays with one of her tits while sucking milk from the other, sometimes milk sprays out from my mom’s tits. Sometimes even without doing anything my mom’s tits start to leak and drip milk. Mom had no shame in front of me. In the day time she would curl her pallu and open three-four hooks of her blouse. Then would take out one of her tits and feed my brother with her milk. Whereas my brother will put his hand inside my mom’s blouse and would play with her other boob and nipple. At night times, she would sometimes completely remove her blouse and drop the pallu and then would breastfeed him. At that time I could see my mom’s fully bare upper body, from waist to face. I would see her huge tits, dark big areolas, fat and big nipples, and her plump, flabby and fleshy big belly with all the stretch marks and the deep dark big round navel of my mom.
Seeing mom, her fleshy belly, deep navel, huge milk-filled tits – always gave me an erection. Literally, the time I would stay at home, my dick always remained erected. I used to hide that from my mom by wearing tight underwear, unless it was bedtime. But the truth is when breastfed my brother, particularly in night, with nude up to her waist. Seeing her delicious belly – jiggling with her movements, her navel gaping like a cave and her huge tits squirting milk when my brother is playing with them, I would loose control and cum inside my pants. But I did not dare to go to bathroom in that conditions, otherwise mom would know what happened if she sees my wet pant. I would let that dry inside my pant.
However, one thing my mom never denied me. Even when she had stopped breastfeeding me, she always allowed me to play with her big fleshy belly at night when sleeping. This was before my brother was born, continued after even if she is breastfeeding him, and even now also if I am home at night in vacations she allows me to do it. I had a habit back then that I would not fall asleep without playing with my mom’s belly. Every night I will slide my hand inside her pallu, sleeping on her left side, would grab my mom’s belly with my hands and squeezed every inch as much as my heart’s content. Sometimes I would put my finger in her deep navel and play inside. Sometimes I would hold her soft fleshy abdomen and squeeze it, as she wears saree much below her navel in night, while one of my fingers is insider her navel. When I am playing with her lower belly, abdomen and navel – her strechmarks would tickle in my palm, and I would get and instant erection. I always wanted to suck, lick and kiss her belly and navel, but never got the courage to ask mom for it. I think mom used to let me play with her belly as a substitute for breastfeeding, but the habit continued forever. What she did not know is playing with her belly had already started giving me sexual arousal – my dick would turn stiff like a rock as soon as I place my hand in her belly or navel. Later, when already I am aroused whole day seeing her breastfeeding, I would even cum inside my pants two-three times in night while playing with her big fleshy belly and deep navel. I would. Usually I put one of my leg on mom while sleeping. But, if I while playing with her belly I felt like I am going to come, I would gently slide my leg down to – so that my mom would not know that her belly and navel has made me horny and I am cumming inside my pants.
Please comment if you had same feelings for your mothers tits or milk, or if you have played with her belly and navel.