Hello My Dear Readers...
Thank you for the very positive feedback, so far. I am so thankful to all of you for the interest shown in the plot.
Similar to Part - 3, this is also a longer story - one that puts more light on the eagerness of the participants.
The following is a series of text messages between Ayan and his mother, Mona.
As it is an immediate continuation, reading the earlier parts may make this more exciting.
Happy Reading!!
Mona has received the picture her son, Ayan, sent her. And she has just opened it.
Mona : Why are you so hard, Son?? I have never seen anything like this before!!
Ayan : Ohh.. Come on, Mom... Just leave it. You don't have to comment on it, Please. I have send you the picture you wanted. Now, delete it!!
Mona : And... Are you naked?? You are completely naked, aren't you??
Ayan : Let's talk about something else, Mom. Please!! Or let's just sleep for whatever little time we have until sunrise.
Mona : Yeah?? You want to sleep, now?? You feel sleepy all of a sudden??
Ayan : You asked me to send you the picture, Mom. I did that. Let's please stop this conversation, right here.
Mona : You feel guilty about it??
Ayan : This is just not right, Mom.
Mona : You realized that only after you send the picture of your penis?? And that too twice!! You feel bad about it only now??
Ayan : Mom!! We should stop this!!
Mona : Yes.. Yes... We should. We really should stop this.
Ayan : Yeah...
Mona : Yes.. I really think we should stop this. And right now!! This is going a little too far...
Ayan : Yes, Mom. Please.
Mona : But, I have two things to ask you, Ayan...
Ayan : What now??
Mona : Firstly, I did not ask you to remove your top. And, secondly and more importantly, I don't think I asked you for a picture of your hard cock.
Ayan : Mom...
Mona : Correct me if I am wrong, Ayan. I just don't really remember asking you to do it. After all, all this while, you were telling me you were only doing what I wanted you to. I mean, what I 'insisted' you to do.
Ayan : We should just stop this, Mom.
Mona : The first picture itself had your veins starting to get pumped, and your penis looked very happy to be displayed like that. This time, you are very very erect, Ayan.
Ayan : Mom, please.
Mona :What??
Ayan : It is normal, Mom.
Mona : What is normal, Ayan?? Sending your mother a picture of your erect penis is normal?? I did not know!!
Ayan : Ohh Mom.. Not this, again. Why is that you keep making me feel at fault?? Whatever you say does not seem to matter. I am only trying to do as you say!!
Mona : Hahaha... I can't believe you still dare to tell me that. Maybe, you have been doing only what you always wanted to do, throughout our conversation.
Ayan : Mom, Please!!
Mona : What??
Ayan : Okay.. I am sorry about removing my tank top, and being in the nude when I clicked the picture. I just got carried away. I am really sorry. It just happened. I don't know what got into me. I am sorry, Mom.
Mona : I know, Ayan. I can guess what must have happened. And, I don't blame you. Maybe, if I was in your place, I too would have done something similar.
Ayan : I am extremely sorry, Mom.
Mona : But, what I don't understand is... How can this keep happening to you?? You said you made a mistake when you send me a picture of your penis, the first time, too, and you said you regret it. You said it was a mistake. And, I believed you.
Ayan : It was a mistake, Mom.
Mona : Then, what about now?? This is the second time you are sending me a picture of your penis. Agreed, you can say I asked you for it. But, you could have chosen not to, just like you claim you wished. I don't think it was a mistake this time. I think you are liking this... Sending your naked picture to your mother... Like you always wanted to do it.
Ayan : No... Mom!! Please, stop it. That is not true, Mom. I have never wanted anything like that.
Mona : I cannot imagine the fact that you are fully naked, right now, as you text me.
Ayan : Please, Mom. I am sorry. Just give me a minute. I will put my clothes back, immediately.
Mona : Don't. Just don't take a break from this conversation, unless I tell you to. I am not done talking to you.
Ayan : Just a second, Mom. Please. I feel so embarrassed, already.
Mona : What difference will that make, Ayan?? Why even bother putting your clothes back, now!!
Ayan : I am sorry, Mom.
Mona : Have you done this before, as-well?? Were you naked any of the other times we talked on the phone?? You have been, right?? I think you have always done this, with me, Ayan.
Ayan : Please, Mom. Believe me. I have never done this before. Please forgive me for this. I am sorry.
Mona : Okay.. Fine. I forgive you for being naked... But, what about your extremely erect manhood, Ayan?? You really owe me an explanation with that. I have never ever heard about anybody having such a raging hard-on. Did you just use a performance enhancing supplement before sending your own mother a picture of your penis??
Ayan : No, Mom. Please don't say anything like that...
Mona : Then what is it??
Ayan : I only held it in my hand, for a second, before taking the picture. It was already very erect.
Mona : You must have been stroking it, all the while you texted me.
Ayan : No, Mom. I did not touch it at all. I took it in my hand, only when you asked me for a picture. It was hard, already.
Mona : There is no way a penis will go so hard, without even being touched.
Ayan : Mine does, Mom.
Mona : No... That is not possible.
Ayan : Yes, Mom. Mine really does.
Mona : Is it something else, Ayan?? You don't have to hide anything with me, anymore.
Ayan : Something else?? Like what, Mom?? It is really nothing.
Mona : Is it the fact that you were sending the picture to your mother that got you excited?? You can be honest, Ayan. I won't mind if you tell me the truth.
Ayan : No, Mom. It is nothing like that.
Mona : Or... Did you just think something like you are sending it to a mature, lonely, unsatisfied woman, you might have a chance with??
Ayan : Oh, please... Mom... Come on.. Don't do this to me.
Mona : Maybe... You played with it, a little bit, after I asked you for the picture, the second time.
Ayan : No, Mom. Seriously!!
Mona : Then, how is it that you are so hard?? Ayan?!
Ayan : I don't know Mom...
Mona : You are very sure it is not because you sent it to me??
Ayan : Yes, Mom.
Mona : Wait.. Let me ask you something else, first.