Hello dear erotica lovers, I am Kishen from Pune reminiscing the time in my teenage years when I made a life changing discovery about my seemingly conservative and decent family, neighbors, and friends.
It was the onset of my college days. Having passed the 12th board exam and having been allotted the bachelor's seat for a reputed institution, I myself felt more like a young man than a boy. With my best buddies Deepak, Karthik, and Tariq still around, thanks to them getting seats in the colleges near our locality, post-school days couldn't be cooler. Masturbating, watching porn together, and talking about sex with felt like a lesser sin and more like the forte of the big boys.
"There aren't many pretty girls in my batch," Deepak said as the four of us were chilling at out hangout spot in the city, as we bunked together.
"I hear you've got hot MILF teachers though," Tariq remarked.
"But he got no balls to seduce them, let alone approach a girl," said Karthik.
"Too bad you guys are not in my college to feast your eyes on the so called milf teachers," responded Deepak.
"Whatever, I am getting hornier by the day. I hope to soon find my way out of the porn and masturbation cycle," I said.
"Go to hookers bro!," came the response in unison from the from the horny and delusional virgins.
As though it was so easy. Well, it is, but we weren't too brave for that, so to speak. The conceptions around safe sex, STDs, societal decency, and risks of seeking paid sex was instilled hard into our minds by our moms.
Thank you Mom for initiating the whole thing!
My 42 year old youthful mom, Savitri, made it a priority to educate my and my buddies about sex, its cravings and the potential life-ruining pitfalls we could fall in should we give in to our cravings.
The 'classes' were initiated two years back after Karthik, who lives in a joint family, went to one of his aunts (dad's brother's wife) one night for a dick massage because it was suddenly 'paining.'
Poor guy learned it the embarrassing way that society, at least ours, doesn't run on porn logic.
I came to know about this piece of interesting information just recently from his 50 year old voluptuous mom during an post-bang fondle session as she casually sucked on my dick tip like a lollipop. (More on that later.)
Coming back, we were educated on the risks of sex, drug, alcohol abuse, game addiction, and porn. But porn was something that came by naturally to us, and probably every teenage 90s kid riding the first waves of internet penetration.
"Man I wish we had a more free-er and accommodating society, like those foreigner folks," I sighed.
"C'mon man, you're too brainwashed by porn, every society has its restrictions," responded Karthik, as though he was speaking from experience.
"But not as conservative as ours," remarked Tariq.
"On the good side, we have a huge population bro. Sooner or later, we'd be stumbling ourselves into having sex," said Deepak. "Its now a matter of finding and bonding with a girl."
"Girl? I though you were into aunties?" I said.
"True, but would you say no to a girl? All young studs are into aunties," Deepak responded.
"I hope you are not into my mom in that case," blurted Tariq, rather unknowingly. "You have the biggest dick among us, you'd definitely satisfy her. Ha ha."
Snap!!! WTF did he just say? We were all taken aback for a moment.
"Fuck you! Man." Deepak raised his voice.
"Arrey drop it! Its not worth it. Tariq blurted it out by mistake like he always does. Lets go home. I need to go and play some games before my parents come from work.," I said.
"I am sorry I said that, I didn't meant to. I am not a perv, at least not more than what you guys are," said Tariq.
What was that supposed to mean?!? Anyway, we changed the subject, talked about other stuff for a while and dispersed. Tariq was concerned if things were 'cool' among us. It was, more or less. We didn't get the time yet, to process what he said.
Heading back home, I wish I knew back then that Tariq's words planted in some of our heads the engrossing, enticing idea of making out with each other's moms. Or his words may have kindled that dormant idea which laid beneath our raging testestoronic minds. Or maybe we were already fantasizing about each other moms, especially when our minds wander ed wildly while masturbating. We'd never know for sure.
