Son catches Indian Mom having a lesbian affair
“There will be no classes held at the college till the next month; you guys will have to attend the classes online from your homes,” the masked security guard at the closed gate was yelling at all the students who were turning up for classes.
Not again, I thought as I started walking back towards the rickshaw stand.
We had just restarted the full-time college a few months ago, and because of the new variant of the virus, the infection level had gone up, so the college administration decided to conduct the online classes.
My online class was supposed to start in two hours, so I hustled back home. It took me one hour to reach home, which was a 2-bedroom apartment in Pune. I opened the door with my key, as usual.
I entered the house, and the living room was empty. I thought Mom and Aunty must have gone grocery shopping, so I took off my shoes and headed towards my bedroom. I passed the empty kitchen on my way to my bedroom. Mom’s bedroom was closed, but I could hear the air conditioner running. I thought Mom must have left it on by mistake.
So I threw my bag on the bed and opened Mom’s bedroom door. As I opened the door, I saw two naked women–not just any naked women, but my mom and my aunty Zeenab. They were not just naked but engaged in lesbian sex. Mom and Aunty were in a 69-position, lapping at each other’s pussies. Mom was at the bottom, and Aunty was on top.
Mom and Aunty both turned their heads about three seconds after I entered the room without knocking.
“What are you doing at home at this time? Why didn’t you knock before entering the room?” Mom yelled at the top of her voice.
Aunty just screamed as if she saw a ghost. Both scrambled to cover themselves in bedsheets.
“Get out!” Mom yelled before I could answer their question.
I scurried away to my room and closed the door. I sat on my bed, dumbfounded.
What the hell did I just witness?
Mom has a lesbian relationship with Aunty too. My aunt was Mom’s first cousin as well as my dad’s younger brother’s wife.
If I recall from family history, my mom had arranged the marriage of my aunty and my uncle Arif.
Dad and uncle Arif worked in Saudi Arabia and used to come to India for vacation once every two years. Uncle and Aunty had their apartment in our building complex, but Aunty had been living with us for a long time. She used to live in her apartment only when Dad and Uncle were in India for vacation. Uncle and Aunty did not have any children because of Uncle’s fertility issues.
I was the only child of my parents. So Mom, Aunty, and I were very close, as we spent most of our lives living together in our apartment. Mom and Aunty were both housewives.
I just couldn’t get the image of Mom’s and Aunty’s naked bodies out of my mind. Although I did not see any of their private parts because of the 69-position, also they covered themselves up in the bedsheets very quickly once they saw me.
I wondered how long they had been having a lesbian affair. Was staying away from their husbands what drove them into each other’s arms? I was absent-minded as I attended the online class, just thinking about my mom and aunt. I even got my dick hard replaying the image in my mind.