A Son and Mother Go on Vacation - Sex Stories

A Son and Mother Go on Vacation

This is a story about a character named Khanna, a 19-year old college student. It contains themes of incest. Hope you enjoy it!

A college student, I love to go to the gym because it helps me maintain a healthy body and boosts my energy levels. I also like to explore different workout routines and try new fitness challenges to keep myself motivated and engaged in my fitness journey.

My family is a well-off one; my parents have summed up enough to live comfortably. My dad owns two software companies, while my mom, Padmaja, is a beautician and fashion designer.

I am an only child and because of my parents' work schedule, I spend most of the time at my grandma's house, which is a couple of miles away from ours.

Dad travels often around Australia, America, and India for work My mother is a very alluring woman. When I was young, she adored me a little too much and pampered me so much that I missed her very much while she was at work. Because of her time-intensive job, she rarely stayed home, and my desire to be with her increased.

One time, I accidentally saw her naked when she had come out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around her body, dripping with water. Her wet hair, which glistened like silk, stunned me. Man! She was a goddess; even though she was 41 and chubby, I could see how her daily yoga exercises kept her in shape and formed her body. I couldn't help but admire her beauty and grace in that moment. It was a fleeting glimpse, but it left a ...

... lasting impression on me.

And as time passed, my love for her turned to much stronger emotions--lust and longing. I yearned for her touch, her presence, and the intimacy we could share. Every interaction with her fueled my desire, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't ignore. The thought of being with her consumed my thoughts day and night, driving me to take risks and make bold moves.

The day I was anticipating had finally come, while I was home for the holidays.

I was standing in front of the main door and I rang the bell. After a couple of seconds, I heard the lock clicking sound, and the door opened, revealing my mother, my goddess.

She was wearing a lacy robe, tightened at the waist. I could see the outlines of her bra and panties. Seeing her in that transparent robe, I could feel my pants tighten, and there was a tingling sensation inside me. I'm sure my mother noticed me looking at her with lust in my eyes.

"Arey, Khanna, you didn't tell me you were coming home."

She hugged me, throwing her arms around my neck, her bosom pressed against my chest. I wanted to melt into her arms right in that moment. They were so soft and inviting.

I quickly pulled away, trying to hide my growing desire, and stammered, "I...I wanted to surprise you, Mom."

She smiled warmly, oblivious to the internal struggle I was facing. "Okay, let's get inside."

"Where's dad?" I asked. "It's been a while since I last saw him."

"Oh, he's upstairs. He's going to Australia in ...