ME, MY FRIENDS AND MY MOM KAJAL 3 – Text Stories

Contents of this entire series has to be taken light heatedly. It encompasses incestuous, sensitive, harsh and unsettling sexual content. Those who are uncomfortable with such content are advised to stay away. Rest everyone, thanks for your time and proceed for this exhilarating journey with Kajuma.

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After a long memorable trip to Maldives, Kajal and Sid returned back to India with full of memories to cherish for life. They started living like a couple in the house. Though they are mom and son, the sexual vibe between them always stood a thousand steps higher than a normal romantic couple. To the outside world, Kajal is a divorcée with a young son Sid. But only Kajal and Sid knows the real relation between them.

Sid went to college(intermediate 1st year) daily as usual. But from few days he was coming late in the evenings. When Kajal asked about it, he said that they have extra study hours now because of this IIT preparation. But what Sid actually was doing is meeting his new English teacher Charmi daily after the college. Sid developed a crush on her and it turned out to be that Charmi is also interested in Sid. Kajal, unaware of this, thinking that her son is stressed out in IIT prep, started giving extra care to Sid in the bed daily night. There will be blowjobs every night and handjobs every morning. Sex – twice or thrice a week. Sometimes Kajal would wonder why his son’s dick is not hard in the night. Little did she know that Sid already burst out the load in his sexy teacher’s ass. She used to get on him and fuck his dick like a mad cow relentlessly untill he cums deep in her pussy. This continued for a while. Sid never stopped loving Kaj and never said no his mom’s desire.

On a fine evening, Sid was returning from his college only to find out that his mom unusually sleeping on the bed. Sid went to her and checked the forehead temperature, it was normal. But still there was tiredness and dullness on momma’s face. He woke her up slowly and enquired about the situation. Kajuma said that she had uneasiness in her stomach and also threw up couple of times since morning. This raised serious doubts in Sid’s mind immediately. Kajal had already all those doubts since morning. Both of them looked at each other with confused faces. Sid asked if she missed her date. Kajal said that the date is in next week.

Kajal: That’s why I always insist on using protection, Sid. You never listen.

Son: Momma please, we both know it’s not just me. We both wanted it raw. You just say it once before we begin but you never insisted.

Kajal: Uhmm.. still.. I am worried now, confused.

Son: It won’t be that maa. You still did not reach your date. Let’s wait for it.

Kajal: But what if..??

Son: We will think of it when it happens.

Kajal: How are you so not worried??

Son: Who said I am not worried? We have to be optimistic. It’s of no use if both of us worry.

Kajal: I don’t know, Sid. It was all going so well and good with you after your father left. We were very comfortable as mother and son to the outside world. Now I can’t answer about the baby’s father. People will look at me like a bitch.

Son: Ma, you are not anyone’s bitch. You are purely mine. No one can call you that. I won’t let anyone speak bad of you.

Kajal: I know ra kanna.. but.. ummm.. (placing a hand on on her belly with a pensive face)

Sid: Shall we get it tested? I think there will be some instruments, right?

Kajal: I am so shy to buy them from the shop.

Sid: We will order it from amazon then.

Kajal: By the time it gets delivered, my date will arrive.

Sid: Ooohhh!

Kajal: I already thought of all those. I am terrified with all these thoughts.

Sid: I can understand ma.. it’s ok. Is there any other sickness apart from vomitings? (sitting beside her and calming her with a hand on her back)

Kajal: Umm no, it’s just this and my worry didn’t make me do any chores today.

Son: That’s okay. Cheer up now. Let’s worry when we have to, not now.

Sid gave a gentle kiss to momma’s cheek and hugged her from a side. Kajuma face lit up with a small smile and hugged him back with one hand, hoping everything will be alright.

The week passed within no time and the period has not appeared yet. Both waited patiently everyday and night hoping it would come next day. But the thoughts of what if the fear becomes real did not leave neither of them. Kajal mentally started thinking of ways to deal with that situation. There was hint of happiness too, that she might be bearing her dearest Sid’s child. Sid too was feeling that joy inside him. But the fear of what outside world will think of them is overpowering at the moment. After waiting for 10 days since the first day of vomit, they now decided to get the pregnancy test device. The period is missed too. They ordered it online and tested. As they feared, it was what it was. Kajal is pregnant. Kajal is pregnant with Sid’s child. There was immediate burst of joy on both of their faces, a tight hug followed involuntarily. Kajal almost had tears of joy in her eyes, Sid accompanied by adding a few drops from his side. The whole journey of Sid and Kaj leading to his moment flashed in front of them.

After few minutes of happy hugging and loving each other, the reality crept in. But the fear has no place now, it would not bring any good. They tunred fear into plans. They started thinking about how to plan their future. Not a single thought about getting rid of the pregnancy was there.

They decided to move to a completely new place. After reviewing all possible options, the mother and son duo finalized on Mumbai. But Sid’s studies are in middle of the year. They tried to hide the bump until next 3 months, by which the academic year will be completed. Then they moved to Mumbai into a decent independent house. There’s no big neighbourhood who will judge them. It was peaceful to lead their romantic life. Nevertheless the sexlife didn’t take a break. The lusty couple always found time to indulge in erotica. The seed inside the womb created a new exciting urge to have sex. Sid fucked Kajal in last 3 months of hyderabad. Fucked on the way to Mumbai. Fucked from day one in Mumbai. Now the baby bump is visible with 4 plus months old pregnancy. They roam freely in the public with that belly, like a couple. Never bothered about prejudices or others’ judjements, though they were very minimal.

On a regular Saturday morning, Kajal heard her door bell ring. It was 6 am and Sid was still asleep beside her. That’s an odd time for that ring at Kajal’s home. Adjusting her hair, she curled up a shawl around her neck and went to open the door. “Namaskar ji, Dhoodh dene aaya hu”, said the stranger with a can of milk in hands.

Milkman: Haa madam ji, I am from the same company. They said that there’s shortage of trucks today, so, they arranged me to deliver milk by hand in this colony and the side one.

Kajal: What? Really? How can I believe you? This is branded company. They should have atleast informed me beforehand.

Kajal: Haa.. seems like you are right. Please give the milk.

Milkman Hardik: Katora?

Kajal: Ahm.. can’t you just give that can?

Hardik: No madamji. I use this to measure the litre quantity. Please bring a utensil and I will pour milk in that.

Kajal: Okk wait here. I will get one.

Kajal went in to bring the utensil. Hardik couldn’t help but stared at her back till she disappeared into the kitchen. Her goble-like ass cheeks were visibly swaying, made Hardik wonder if she wore any inner garments. This involuntary thought made him curse himself. He controlled his thoughts and waited for her. Kajal returned with a utensil, walking slowly with one hand on the belly bottom. Hardik poured milk into the utensil but as she was holding it with just one hand, it tilted and some milk spilled on the floor. Hardik stopped and supported her by adding a hand to the utensil.

Hardik: Madamji, are you ok? Sorry.. err.. some milk got spilled.

Kajal: Haa.. it’s ok. That’s why we order bottled milk. But it’s fine. Just one day, right. Leave it, I will clean it later.

Hardik: Hmm ok madamji, if you insist. But take care please. I hope it is just this one day.

He got close gimples of Kajal during this conversation, converting concern into urge. Man tried his best to control. He didn’t touch her anywhere. Then left the house with few final peeks at her as she goes inside. After serving milk to couple of houses in the neighborhood, he intentionally drove past Kajal’s house on his bicycle. Kajal was cleaning the spilled milk with a cloth. In the bending position, Hardik can see full size of her boobs. There’s no shawl this time. She was adjusting her hair in the middle. After a minute, she couldn’t bend anymore, so just sat on the floor and continued mopping the floor. Hardik slowed down his cycling pace, kept peeping continuously. Forgot about delivering milk and just made rounds around the house until Kajal completely cleaned the floor and shut the door. All this got him thinking about his stance on the woman. Should he stop his urges or is this okay? Afterall he is just sneaking and not misbehaving with her or discomforting her.

Next day, the issue with the company was fixed and all the houses got bottled milk delivered as usual at 5 am. Hardik, the hero couldn’t sleep last night, he was just waiting for call from the company to hand deliver the milk. But with no call until 4am, his crooked mind crafted a plan. He woke up and reached Kajal’s colony, saw all the bottles in front the door at various houses, this included Kajal’s house. He went to Kajal house and started executing his tiny kinky plan. Took the bottle from the doorstep and poured it into his can, threw the bottle away. He just waited there till 6am and rang the door bell with can of milk.

Kajal opened the door with same dress and same morning lazy confused face, “You? Again?”, exclaimed Kajal.

Hardik: Haa madamji, company called me again today. I am sorry to wake you up again. Looks like the issue at company is not solved yet.

Kajal: Arh, this is frustrating. Let me check the phone. (She went in to bring her phone. Hardik never missed a second to stare at her every inch). See, there’s no message today. Issue should have resoleved, where’s my milk bottle.

Hardik: Madamji, I forgot to tell you. Company also told me that their servers have taken a hit. This is very unfortunate. Please accept my apoligies on behalf of the company.

Kajal: Unbelievable! This is a metro city and it is top brand which I am purchasing milk from. This type of outage is cheap.

Hardik: Madamji, I cannot understand anything beyond this but at least they are not skipping the milk delivery. They are arranging for alternatives, right. This should atleast pacify you a little.

Kajal: Whatever! You can see my position. I am not a normal woman. I can’t wake up everyday and then clean the spilled milk with this thing on me. (supporting belly in one hand)

Hardik: I can totally understand your situation madamji. I promise I won’t spill milk today. Get the utensil and we will be done quickly and carefully.

Hardik: You don’t need to, madmji. I am telling you na.. I will clean today. Please pardon me.

Kajal: Noo.. how can I make you do it when it is me with this pregnancy. I may be annoyed but I am not that bad of a person too. You can leave now. Just go.

Hardik is happy in the inside for this, as he could watch sexy bulged woman clean the floor once again. He said ok without resisting anymore and just left the house. The same process repeated. It’s even more today as there are no other houses to deliver milk. He just cycled around the house, riding across the street and back, and taking all possible looks at Kajal. Hardik now has a hard dick for Kajuma! Caught as many mental pictures of her as possible and left the colony once Kajal went inside and shut the door.

Later that Sunday evening:

Sid: Maa, did you feel any different taste in yesterday’s milk? That tasted very different.

Kajal: Is it? Should be normal only. Why do you ask so? (Sitting on a chair beside her son, in the lawn)

Sid: I mean taste is fine but it’s little different from regular milk.

Kajal: Ohhh yes yes I remember now. There was some problem with milk company it seems. They delivered handmade milk yesterday.

Sid: Maa?

Kajal: Haa, yes.. true. It’s just yesterday.

Kajal tried not to discuss this with Sid. She just kept thinking what and why is this happening. As she was in deep thought, she noticed an empty milk glass bottle among the bushes in a corner. She went there and took it up to examine. There are traces of milk in that, also a label with her house number and today’s date attached to it. Her suspicions are turning out to be true. She immediately recollected the morning incident. She remembered the forearm nudge on her boob by Hardik and suddenly it felt very intentional. Kajal hid that bottle inside her pallu and went inside without revealing anything to Sid.

At night after the dinner:

Lying on the bed, Kajal kept thinking about the milkman incident. She is angry for what happened but also her kinky side is exciting her. It has been long time since someone else fucked her or at least tried her. Sid was the only one since the day of pregnancy who she had sex with. After all this time, when someone else really attempted to get closer, she can’t help but get aroused. Sid walked in, disturbing her thoughts. “Tomorrow is Monday again. Uhh :(“, said Sid as he slouched into his mother’s arms on the bed. Kajal replied, “Haha.. ayyo my Siddhu Kanna. Days won’t stop for us na”, while rubbing his hair from beside. Sid turned towards her and cupped her left boob, playing with it, “Ummmm I want more weekends than weekdays. Why is weekend so faaar from now?”, continued behaving like a lazy kid. Kajal let him play with the boob and said, “That’s alright kanna. I am here with you na. You are not in hostel. You will come back to me every day after the college. Relax! Come hug me”, pulling him gently towards her and hugged. Sid hugged her too, feeling her warm strong belly bulge over his stomach. “I want you every morning, every evening, every night maa”, replied Sid while planting kisses on her neck and caressing her back.

Kajal: I will always be yours ra kanna.

Sid: Ummmmmah! alwaaaysss

Kajal: Haa.. but do you remember how I used to be back in hyderabad

Sid: Ahh! Why do you bring that now? Those idiots laid eyes on you even before me.

Sid: Mmmm.. I don’t know. I.. I know you are a sexy woman and can’t keep you away from hungry cocks. I kind of liked it how my sexy momma is getting all the attention.

Kajal: Attention is fine, what about more?

Sid: Hmmm.. it’s kind of exciting, kinky I know. But anyway, at the end you should be mine maa.

Kajal: Hahaha.. my sweet little horny kiddo. Muuaahh! (Kissed on Sid’s lips) I am still yours ra nana.

Sid’s cock is hard already, as it used to get at every night. He started humping her slowly with the hug still on. The lips getting wetter turning into a passionate kiss. Both mother and son started moving in synchronization. Sid’s each push is hitting his stomach to her womb. His dick in unable to poke her pussy. Then Sid broke the kiss and pushed Kajal on her back. He climbed onto her and lifted her nighty up till the womb is completely visible. He sat on his knees not putting any weight over her, leaned forward, placing hands on her voluptuous milk jugs, started smooching all over his mother’s face and throat. The collar bones are now covered with the growing body fat. Sid kept sucking all over, while squeezing boobs. The size grew substantially over last few months and that is evident when his palms are not able to hold an entire boob. Kajal mind is wandering though. The thought of milkman is still not leaving the woman. She moaned as Sid crushed her boobs. Sid kept moving down, sucking her boobs. Each nipple is of at least 2 inches in diameter, looking like a delicious chocolate cookie. Sid opened his mouth and sucked the milk out of them like a thirsty animal in the hot sun. “Umm mmmm sssss aahhhhhhh uhhh”, sounds echoed around the room from both erotic souls. Kajal can feel the warm milk oozing out from nipple into her son’s mouth. A few drops dripped out, traveling along the surface of the globe, to finally wet the bed. Sid continued moving down, with his milky lips rubbing along the womb. He kissed around the belly with those. He then tasted that milk with tongue open, scooping the whole hemisphere.

Continuing his lusty quest, Sid moved down to the holy grail. It is a thousandth time he has seen it but still drools for it like his first time. He spread her legs wider and pulled her towards his face by holding the massive thighs and ass. The grail is already sticky, confirming the erotic vibe. Sid slid his tongue in between the lips and started tasting the love juices. He can feel the breathing gushes as the belly on top is pushing him. Our man didn’t stop though. He licked and sucked and fucked the pussy with his mouth until his jaws gave up.

He then stood up back on his knees, looking at Kajuma’s face with his mouth drooling. “I am gonna fuck your preggo pussy momma”, Sid gave a warning for the inevitable act. Pregnancy is not an easy phase for any woman. The cravings for sex multiplies during the pregnancy. The second trimester is where the urges start to amplify. That is because of increased blood flow to the pelvic region, surging hormones, having more sensitive and bigger breasts, and maybe even the freedom from birth control. Women don’t need to worry about a possible pregnancy after the sex now. Kajuma is more sexual now than ever. This lead to being bitchy too. She just wanted to explore the extremes. Always ready for sex. Double ready for the kinky sex. “Yess my Siddhu kanna. My son, fuck your preggo momma”, exclaimed Kajuma, looking at Sid with inviting eyes. Sid lowered his short and thrusted his cock into Kajuma’s vagina. Cock was hard and dry but the vaginal fluids made it easier to slide through. Sid placed his hands one on each boob and started fucking Kajuma. “Ahh.. uhhh.. yess.. take it bitch”, shouted Sid while ramming her pussy and crushing her melons. “Aaaaaahhhh, fucckk urghhh ssss ahh ahhh”, responded Kajuma, moving up and down on the bed, shaking her 4 month old womb alomg with her. With each stroke into the pussy, Kajal can feel the jolt all across the belly. This felt a bit painful but her rising libido pushed to ask for more. The slutty and bitchy nature of Kajuma didn’t let go easily, she kept asking for fucking harder and Sid, the monster in bed, didn’t see any red lights. His rocket cruised into the heavenly w(a)ormhole, relentlessly.

After an exhaustive ride, Sid paused and bent down, placing his head on the belly. “Bear this my child. It’s for your mom and dad”, said Sid, kissing the womb. Kajal laughed and said, “Haha, teaching our ways to the baby already, huh?”. Sid smiled and winked at momma and stood back up. Started fucking fiercely again. Thrusting his hard cock deep inside the pussy, along with pushing the belly. After another round of ruthless ramming, Sid pumped all his cum inside the pussy. No fear of pregnancy, nothing. Just the ultimate bliss of cumming inside his sexy mom Kajuma’s pussy. “Aaaaaahhhh”, screamed Kajuma as she felt the warm jel flowing inside her. Sid moved his cock out a little and pushed again, pumping a second stream of load. “Ahhh fuuuuccckk”, shouted Kajuma by pulling him onto her. Sid’s cock is as deep as it can get and her belly is getting crushed too. Bothering nothing about that, the couple held each other’s grip tight and stayed till Sid gushed out every drop of his cum. Even after the last drop is out, Sid continued fucking motion to push all the cum inside her pussy. Cum as lubricant felt so good.

Exhausted Sid rolled aside onto the bed, grabbed his mother from a side and gave her good warm kiss on her lips. “Love you, momma”, said Sid while gently sucking Kajuma lips. “Love you more, Siddhu kanna”, replied Kajuma with a happy satisfied smile.

Next day morning:

Kajal purposefully woke up early this time to investigate the matter with milkman. She kept yesterday’s empty bottle outside the door and sat behind the side window curtain, keeping an eye on the outside. At 5am the milk truck came and person changed the bottle with a fresh full one. So, there’s no more issue with the company. She then waited there for more important action to come. In around 15 mins, the milkman appeared on the cycle. He got down with a milk can and came towards Kajuma’s door. He took the bottle and poured everything into the can and threw the bottle away. These horny perverts never learn from their mistakes, Kajal thought to herself and giggled. Her suspension is confirmed now. She

stayed silent hidden behind the curtain and waited to see what happens next. In around 10 more minutes, milkman rang the door bell. Kajal opened the door pretty quickly than usual. She’s not wearing any dupatta to cover her shoulders/neck.

Milkman Hardik: Good morning madamji, sorry to bother again. But issue seems to be not resolved yet. Here’s your milk. 🙂

Kajal: Ohh!! Yeah you are right, even their app is completely stuck. Might be situation is really bad for them. (Faked the story)

Hardik: Haa ji, such a bad time for them. And for you too.

Kajal: No no, not a problem for me. They are arranging you as an alternative na. It’s fine for me. May be it’s bad for you to wake up early every day to serve milk. By the way, what do you do otherwise?

Hardik: I have my own cow farm madamji. I milk my own cows and deliver to people. My milk will be cheaper than company wala and also fresh in quality.

Kajal: Ohh, this is your daily job. So, not a big deal serving few additional houses. Good good. Let me bring the utensil.

Hardik: Haa madamji.

Hardik noticed a slightly different Kajal today. She is not annoyed with him. Looking calm and friendly. Also he noticed that one of her shoulders is completely open as the nighty inclined towards one side and there is no bra strap on the shoulder. He imagined how heavy and saggy her boobs might be. Kajal went inside with the door wide open. She walked slowly and deliberately swayed her ass with each step. Hardik wished there is no panty as well, and imagined slapping that sexy ass. Kajal returned with the utensil, but just before he could pour the milk, she stopped him and asked, “Hey, if you don’t mind can you come inside and pour the milk please. I don’t want to spill milk today by any chance”. This confused Hardik, sad for missing the chance of spilling milk but happy for going inside the house with her. “Uhmm… okay madamji, sure not a problem”, replied Hardik and both went inside. Kajal took him till the dining table and placed the utensil on the table. “Now you can pour”, said Kaju while standing there infront of him. It’s early in the morning, Hardik doesn’t know who else is there in house but all he knows is no one is woke up yet except Kajal in this house.

The situation is demanding a hard dick for Hardik again. A tent between his legs is visible to Kajal. Hardik started puring milk. Kajal asked, “So if your milk is cheaper and of high quality, why should I not take milk from you every day? Is it worth changing?”. “Haa madamji, you should definitely change your choice. My cows produce the best milk. You already tried once. You should know it.”, said Hardik in excitement.

Kajal: Aha! just once? I think I tried it twice and today is third, isn’t it?

Hardik: Haa yes yes.. arre what am I talking! Yes madamji, you tried it twice and now is third time. If you like the taste, then please consider changing your choice. I will be very glad.

Hardik knows that she tasted it only once and started thinking why did she not observe the difference between yesterday’s milk and the day before. OR if she knew everything and just acting.

Kajal: Hmm yeah I liked the taste. You must be maintaining your cows very well.

Hardik: Haa madamji, I do maintain them good. I give them proper food and take care of them everyday.

Hardik: Haa.. also there should be a proper bull. You know why.

Kajal: Then, what’s your solution? Don’t you think…. you.. will.. need…. more pregnant cows??

Said Kajal with a kinky smile looking straight into Hardik eyes. Hardik was already expecting something of this kind but he was just hoping. But now, it came as a surprise that she actually is teasing him. Hardik took a firm stand and replied, “May be not pregnant cows but just one good, bulky cow is enough”

Kajal: Ah uh! What if I demand more milk?

Hardik: I will tame this new cow, feed her well and milk it more.

Kajal: I have a family. Do you think your one new cow can feed my entire family?

Hardik kept his can aside on the table and moved 2 steps closer to Kajal. Kajal didn’t move an inch and stood as it is as he approached.

Hardik: May be I should test how capable this new cow is.

Hardik extended his hands and touched Kajal’s boobs over her nighty. She didn’t stop. He started cupping them and slowly started caressing them.

Kajal: Do.. you… have.. to..?

Hardik: That is not the right question? Question is can I tame this cow.

He started squeezing the boobs. “The udders seems to be of good size”, said while crushing the huge melons. “Ahhh.. are you sure? How can you say that?”, replied Kajuma. “You are right, I should touch them bare handed to evaluate. Shall I? Can I?”, asked Hardik out of a little preserved respect for this stranger woman. But Kajuma has already lost her senses and is ready to submit to the milkman. “Why are you asking me? Am I cow owner or am I the cow or what?”, said Kajal. Hardik understood that he doesn’t need any permissions to move forward. He unbottoned the nighty and pulled it down a little off the shoulders. He slid one of his hands inside and took hold of a boob with his bare hand. “Aaahh”, moaned Kajal. “I do not mean it that way madamji, but I understood what I can do and should do”, said Hardik as he slid his other hand too and grabbed the other boob. He pulled out both the boobs and started squeezing them in hands. “Uhhh.. ummmm how is it? Amm I mean.. I mean.. how is your new cow?”, said Kajal. “I am yet to milk her madamji”, replied Hardik looking at the big nipples. “Are you disappointed that your new cow is already pregnant?”, asked Kajal.

“Why would I?”.

“May be because your bull lost a chance of making me.. err.. this cow pregnant by himself?”

“That’s nothing. My bull doesn’t show any difference between all these. Once he is on heat, he just goes into action”, said Hardik and tuned Kajal around. He placed his hand on her ass over the nighty and carressed it. Then gave a good hard slap on that ass cheek, “Phaatttt”. “Aaaahhhhhh ouucch!! That HURT”, screamed Kajal, turning just her head back with eyes wide open. “Shhhuu!! Keep quiet. My bull is testing his new cow”, commanded Hardik while lifting her nighty up until her waist. He licked his middle finger and slowly inserted it in Kajal’s asshole from behind.