When we entered the hotel, there was a weird guy who kept staring at my mom. while my mom was speaking with the receptionist. He was eating my mom with his eyes. At first, I got angry at him but, soon realized that my mom was as hot as hell. She was wearing a black t-shirt and dark blue jeans. Outline of her inners were visible over her t-shirt. Her nipples were so sharp, that it would drill through her t-shirt. Her massive melons in tight tee showed a narrow cleavage. My penis started to harden. After a few minutes of talking with the receptionist, mom came to me and said, “beta, looks like we have to share a room”. I acted like I was annoyed but secretly I was excited to share a room with my mom.
Soon we were in our room. we both were very tired. I dropped our bags in the floor and crawled over the bed. The room was not spacious, it was a 12*12 room with a queen-sized bed and a wardrobe in the corner. The window curtains were red in color. There was a dim light glowing which, made the room reasonably bright. My mom removed her heels and took the towel form the bag and went into the bathroom. I heard the toilet flushing sound followed by shower sound. Meanwhile I took my mobile out and started scrolling my Instagram account. When the bathroom door opened, I saw the prettiest woman in the world, standing in front of me with a pink towel warped around her body. The towel was just enough to cover her mammoth ass. Water droplets are all over her skin. Her hair was wet and hung past her shoulders. Moisture content in the room suddenly increased. Her large breasts bounced and jiggled when she walked out of the bathroom. My penis started to grow fast. I have already seen her in this attire but, this time it was different.
“what are you looking at sanju?” she, questioned. I have no words to say. I opened my mouth “ma ahh I was ahh hmm”. Before I complete my sentence, she said, “sanju, go take bath you rascal, you’re stinking”. I shook my head and went into the bathroom. When I finished bathing and came out, she was dressed. She was wearing a light grey salwar kamize and a black shall. She looked stunning in the dress.
I asked her, “going somewhere? ma” she replied “yes sanju, we are going to kuldhara”. “mom, you are joking right?”. Again, I sensed the seriousness in her face. I tried to convince her to go there tomorrow morning but, I failed miserably in the attempt.
Soon we are walking out of the hotel, towards kuldhara. The desert, looked bewitching. It was a full moon day. The moon light lit our way very well. the wind was howling around us. Mom covered her head with the shall like that she was wearing a hijab. I was wearing a checked shirt and a faded jeans pant.
We reached the entrance of the village. My mom was excited like a small child seen a fair. She ran into the village and started to climb the rickety flight of steps inside an abandoned home to reach the terrace and I followed her with little fear. We reached the terrace of the home and the remnants of the entire village was visible. The village wore a desolated look and had a cursed feel about it. Only a lone temple stood there amidst the ruins. The view was so scary. We took many selfie’s there. Me and my mom started to walk into the interiors of the village. As we moved more into the village the network coverage dropped bit by bit. It was getting very scarier. Suddenly we there was a well in front of us.