Hello My Dear Readers...
This is the final part of the story, and as much as I am excited to present it to you, I am also dejected to tell you the series is over.
I had started writing it long before I submitted my well received stories like 'Sexting Meghna Aunty', 'Watching My Parents Have Sex', and even the 4th Episode of 'Mallu MILF Asha'.
Back then, I had the vigor to dream about a plot like this, but I did not have enough experience writing erotic stories or even decent language skills to present my idea as a proper story to the readers. I am glad I took time to publish this series, because I don't think it would have found as much acceptance if I had hurried to submit it in my early days.
I have myself read plenty of better stories online, and there are a lot of other writers who provide great content regularly. But with 'Sexting My Mother', I feel I have set a standard for myself, and for my future works.
I request you all to read this part with an open mind, as there are instances, and dialogues, that quiz the interest & disinterest shown by the characters, so far, and also their intentions. But, for the story to conclude in the most convincing manner, it is important that the actions are justified, and the 'spark' is explained, even if it means opening up a new set of unanswered questions.
The idea here is to provide clarity on the mindset of both Ayan and Mona, during the course of the conversation, and also before & after they began texting. For a series like this, I feel that is the most appropriate ending.
I really want to continue with the story of the protagonists, but maybe in a new & different series. Though I do not have an exact idea on the possible situations, I am very much hopeful of the same. I am only planning it, and it will be great if you can let me know what you think about it.
So, let's get started with the story... For those who are here for the first time, this 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!!
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It had only been a minute since Ayan received the picture from his mother. But, he felt he already knew each curve in his mother's body, like she had always been naked for him, throughout his life.
This was not a photo that was taken sometime earlier. This was a photo that was taken that very second. This was a photo his mother shot especially for her son.
6:55 AM was the time in the clock, just above the mirror in front of which Mona stood, occupying the upper left corner of the picture. It was exactly 5 hours since they had started texting.
But the question still remained.... Did it all begin only after the first message was sent?? Or was the first message sent only because something very dark & black had already taken birth??
It took a lot of years for Ayan and his mother, Mona, to slowly start feeling attracted towards each-other. It took even more time for them to start expressing their most unrighteous desires, and engage in the evilest of sins.
However funny it may seem, it only took a few mere hours, once they started talking, to expose their naked selves for each-other.
"Just like I always imagined her to be..." Ayan said to himself, looking into his mother's uncovered picture. He had a wide grin on his face, and looked like a man possessed.
The picture of his mother in her purest form, took him through a turmoil of emotions. What he had always feared would happen, was indeed happening. It was all just like he thought it would be. It was everything he tried not to let happen, but miserably failed.
Ever since Ayan turned 18, he had been having very confusing, yet very arousing dreams of his mother, every other night. He had never lusted for her, and though he could never understand what the reason behind the strange reminders were, it always made him wonder if they were signs.
But, at the same time, being a loving son, he had also taken steps to make sure he did his best to wipe off any corrupt feelings he developed for his mother.
He was in constant conflict with this very hidden perverted desire, that had been unconsciously forcing him to take part in this sinful act with his mother. And, though, not at his own will, he did sent her wrongful images of himself, even as a section of his mind always tried to tell him not to.
It was only at this moment, after seeing his mother in her bare self, he could completely convince himself that he had indeed been sexting his own mother, all this while.
It was only after he confirmed that his own mother had been stimulating herself, as she talked to her son, that he could convince himself that he, too, was as eager as his own mother. And, that he, too, was an equally interested participant.
It was only at this moment, that he realized he really had her. He knew he truly owned her. He knew his own mother was ready for him.
He could no longer show reluctance. He could no longer resist. He no longer had to.
If the messages they exchanged could bring out the devil in a sexually active person like him, there was no doubt on the intensity of the effect it would have on somebody like his mother.... Somebody of her age... Somebody who has already confessed how lonely and unsatisfied she has been feeling for a long time...
"How did I manage to picture this so perfectly, all these days??" Ayan asked himself, again...
Ironically, it was almost the same set of words his own mother used when she saw the photo of her son's undressed assets. Mona, too, had for a long time been a slave to her incestual wants.
Mona : You did this to me, Ayan!! I cannot hold myself back anymore. I have never been so turned on my whole life... I just could not resist falling for you... And, after seeing your big dick, my son, I cannot stop imagining being dirty for you.... All I really want now is you and your monster!!
Mona waits for a couple of minutes after sending the message, but gets no reply from Ayan.
Mona : Hello??
Mona sends a message, but Ayan has not received it.
Mona : You there, Ayan??
Mona sends one more message, and also tries calling Ayan, the very next second.
Only to realize, that the call cannot be connected, as he is in an out of coverage area, right now.
Mona : You did not like what I sent you?? You did not like what you saw??
Mona was extremely excited after sending her own son a naked picture of hers. It was the ultimate message any mother could send her son. It was the biggest sign of submission.
She was expecting Ayan to finally confess his feelings for her. She was sure he would at-least reply. And, she was getting restless not hearing from him.
Mona still does not get a reply, and sends Ayan one more message.
Mona : Do you at-least believe it is really me??
Mona waits, but, again, does not get a reply. She starts to feel let down, and is disgusted for shamelessly offering her body to her son, and ridiculing herself.
It had been a few minutes now, and she was starting to wonder if something was seriously wrong, when she noticed Ayan was back online. And, she immediately sent him a message.
Mona : Ayan?? Are you still there??
Ayan : Sorry, Mom... I was in the lift. And, there was power failure. I got stuck inside, and there was no network. That is why I could not text you.
