Ab maza aay gaa mager chud nahi saka kion k humara ghar buhat chota hai 2 room kaa hum 6 behan bahi hien bara mein mujh choti maryam baqi sab chutey h...ien us ku bhi dar tha k koi jaag n jay pher aik din mery mamoo ju mujh sey 2 saal barey thay humarey ghar aay gay mein un sey har baat kerta tha woh bhi mujh sey koi baat na chupatey thay un ka naam amjad hai jab mien ne un ku bataya tu boley k dil tu mera bhi kerta hai tab mamoo ne prograan banayaaa k maryam apne ghar lee jata hun wahan ja ker. ”I realized she thought I was trying to stop for moral reasons.“I think you broke it,” I panted, in explanation.“It’s been a long time,” she said, her voice almost normal, “but I remember how quickly your father could go again. You’ll be fine.”It was surreal. Only ten minutes before she’d been agonized about the direction she was leaning towards. For me it was different. I’m a guy. I want to have sex, even if it’s with my mother. Actually, since then I’ve learned that’s not true. A large. While not thrilling, it was better than the usual tiny kiss she dutifully got as he arrived home from work.Mort was five years older and a good, dependable breadwinner with a very secure future. That’s what made her agree to marry him, having spent too much of her childhood trailing around with a rather irresponsible single mom and two other siblings whose fathers, like hers, couldn’t even be guessed at. Security was paramount, even if it meant sacrificing other fulfillments. She’d faked. This is Raj 34 from Bangalore 5’11”. This is my 2nd story on this site. I am writing for almost a year. This incident happened very recently between me and my roommate’s girlfriend Shruthi.I am working in Banglaore for a healthcare MNC and staying with few friends whom I met through social media. It’s a proper 3 BHK flat. I am sharing with a guy who is working for an IT company. As my family is in native and due to my job nature, I travel a lot.The number of days I stay at home is very less. I.