Incested

As I have told you in the earlier part, mom was a high society escort till sometime back and had laid her hands on many a dick. Later after we got financially secured mom left the job but only started entertaining some VIP customers of hers during the old period. I soon got a good job in an MNC and due to this we had to shift our base to a new part of the city where most of the people didn’t know us and which was good news for us. Good news that was filtered to me by my boss was that I was chosen as the company representative for the dealings in Europe and for that I needed to spend 1 month there for the training period. The bonus was that they were allowing any 1 family members with me who’s traveling cost would be paid by the company. Since the only member in mine family was mom we decided to go and venture Europe. And I wanted to take mom somewhere out of India so that I could move with her as mine girlfriend and not like my mom.

Speaking about mom she was lovely and in boyish terms she was a hot property (as all Kashmiri are). She had a height of 5’7” which is good for ladies but the regular workout kept her figure to desirable level for every person walking on road or seeing her in mall .She had boobs of size 34DD (which I knew when she was asking for a bra at a store) and with a slim waist and good hips combined with delightful ass was as good as a prize for onlookers. I was proud of her and would love going out with her as people would see me with jealousy and for this reason I would ask her to wear western clothes(jeans, tops, skirts and sometimes shirts) while going to shopping as they suited her style and meant more stalkers for her . Most of the people who saw her always turned to have a better look and whenever we went to shopping all shops would provide her discounts in order to make her stay for more time. She was good at making bargains and always knew what people wanted from her (they always looked at her cleavage, which she showed a bit to make people look). But I always thought that this was meant to be a part of fun she wanted to have and I didn’t disprove it. I always asked her to go on dating so that she could find a new man but she always told me that she is happy with life and me. At home she used to wear skirts with tops and often skimpy dresses about which she told me that she wore them because of high humidity problem. When at home she avoided wearing bra as she thought that they were bit too uncomfortable. The picture of mine mom is also present with this attachment and you can see her to believe your eyes (there in the second part). Soon we left for Europe. For the first 7 days the life was awesome with both of us visiting various cities of Europe. We had to finally settle down at Venice where the company had arranged a house for me. Things were moving very smoothly till one day mom got a call from Mr. Joseph who was a VIP client of hers in India.

Mom had told him that we were going on a holiday trip to Europe and it was customary that he met her every week for a night or called just so as to pass any wishes. When mom told him that we were at present staying in Venice somehow he seems to have some wish for mom.

“Can you do one thing for me Renu?” He asked.

“Haan aap boliye toh”……..was mom’s reply.

“Dekho main tumhare holidays kharab toh nahin karma chahta par mera ek kaam kar sakti ho kya”?

“Aap boliye toh….aapko yahan Venice main kya kaam hain”?

“Actually mera beta hain naa James, who padhta hain wahan”.

“Haan aapne bataya tha ek baar”.

“Pichli baar jab who Mumbai aaya tha toh usne tumhari ek sexy picture dekhi thi mere laptop pe……..tab se who tumse milna chahta hain”

“Haan haan usme kya problem hain”

‘Nahin tum samajh nahin rahi ho”……Mr. Joseph said.

“”Aaap zara khul kar bolenge”….mom said.

“Actually I told him that you were one of mine best friends and that you had slept with me and this was the reason he wanted to meet you”.

“You mean to say that he wants to sleep with me as well”.

“Haan Renu”.

“Par aap jante hain naa ki main yahan apne bete k sath aayi huun………aur main sirf Mumbai main hi ek escort huun………..bahar kahin bhi nahin’.

“Haan main janta huun……….par plz ek baar usse mil lo……..if he likes you and wants to take you out plz go with him, and as per the charges, uski koi baat nahin hain , main apne accountant se kehke tumhare account main 1.5 lakhs zama kara deta huun….Abb khush?”

“Abb aapne offer hi aisi rakhi hain toh inkar kaise karun”.

‘Bass main yehi sunnana chahta tha jaan”. James tumhe kal subha tumhare ghar paar aake milega. Baki tum dono sath main baithke decide kar lena.

“Ok………Sir”. “Aur khush kar dena usko………..jo mangega dena”.

“Haan sir”.

“Chalo bye”.

“Bye”.

I was hearing all the conversation on the parallel line in mine bedroom. After a brief passage of time mom came in mine room and asked whether she should do it or not. I told her that I will help her throughout this seduction trip but, only if she would wear the pendant camera on her neck and always carry her camera bag with her so that I could see how their romping goes on. This was one condition she knew about pretty well and since she and done it earlier and there was nothing to hide she nodded positively.

The very next day at 10 in the morning there was a knock on the door. As planned I had told mom that I won’t meet him and that she will tell her that Arun spends most of the time Hi”.

“James”

“Hi……….I am Renu”.

“Nice to meet you”.

“The pleasure is mine as well”.

“Hope dad must have told you about me”.

“Yess…….I had a word with him yesterday”.

“So what do you think of me?”.

“Actually I am the one who should be asking this question to you”. Mom said.

“I think you’re gorgeous and sexy………much better than the pics that I saw”.

“Really?”…mom asked.

“Yess Renu”.

“So do you think you would like to go out with me so that we could hang out together at some nice places?”

“Yess, why not?”.

“OK…then we will go to some good place tomorrow evening.”

“That will be great”…mom said.

“Then I shall leave now, see you in the evening”….James said.

“Bye, honey”.

Then, in the evening James came to our place carrying a lot of shopping bags, he handed some to mom, “Here Renu, I’ve bought you a few presents” he told mom.

Mom thanked him with a small kiss on his cheek, “It’s not my birthday” she told him, “What’s the occasion?”

“Oh, nothing special, I just thought that maybe we could go out for dinner on Saturday, maybe visit this new club I’ve found, I’ve never been there with any of mine girlfriends?” said James.

“That sounds nice dear, I’d love to” mom told him. Renu and I went in to peek inside the bags.

James stopped mom. “It’s only a new dress and some bits and pieces Renu,” he said. “Leave it till later – if you like what I chose for you perhaps you might wear it on Saturday.”

Mom took the bags up to her room and unpacked them, the first bag contained a black dress, she held it up, it looked very short and the scooped neckline looked very low cut, she laid it on the bed in front of me and unpacked the others. She was stunned by what he had given her – not the sort of everyday presents a young guy would buy his father’s friend, there was a black half cup bra with matching open crotch panties, six pairs of seamed black stockings, a suspender belt, a black stockinet body – that too had a split crotch and a pair of stiletto heeled shoes.

She thought back to what he had said about wearing these items when they went out on Saturday, Christ! I wouldn’t even dress this way for a ‘hot’ date!!!!…….was what came out of mom’s mouth.

She then asked me about the dress that James had chosen for her.

“Really sexy…….the guy really has the taste like his rich dad”.

“You really think that I should wear this and go out with him on Saturday”?

“Why not’?……..you like that guy………I could see it in your eyes……..and moreover the money is too good to resist……….Mr. Joseph is ready to pay for the whole trip if James likes you.

“I think that I will give it a shot”….was mom’s reply.

Anyway, mom stripped off, she put on the stockings and suspender belt, she had a chuckle when she put on the panties, she picked up the bra, it was her size – 34DD, coincidence or what she thought, and she put it on, and looked in the full length mirror, Christ!!!!!!!!!…………..she was looking ravishing hot!!!!!!!!!

I then pulled her close to my body and asked her “How do u feel jaan”?

“I do look sexy! More than that I felt sexy! – sexier than I had felt for ages, my tits seemed even bigger now, her nipples and the top half of her tits were totally exposed, her legs looked great in the sheer stockings. She lifted a foot up on to a chair, the panties split open to reveal her pussy lips, and she couldn’t resist rubbing a finger over them and found herself to be so wet!

“Don’t be in so much hurry mom; else you will finish of all the excitement!!” Mom tried on the dress, she was right – it was very low cut, her nipples were barely covered, the hemline showed about an inch of the dark stocking tops, she put on the shoes (the right size!) and paraded around my bedroom, she twirled and posed in front of the mirror, Renu did look good! Mom had never before worn clothes such as these before – perhaps she ought to! I thought to myself.

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