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Last time, after those two intense rounds, Taruna and VJ kept talking for a while. He put up another video, and somehow it got Taruna active again. They both came for the third time that night and eventually passed out after getting tired.
The next morning, Taruna woke up at around 8 o’clock. She did her usual work – sweeping, washing clothes, cooking – and by 12:30 she was finally free. She picked up her phone and started messaging VJ again in the afternoon.
While chatting, VJ told how much he cares for his mother, how deep his feelings are. Taruna found it really cute. She told him directly: In the last two days, she has completely changed how she thinks about sex. She felt so guilty, so closed down. Now not so much.
After all that late-night action, her body was screaming for rest. That afternoon, she started dozing off. It was a proper deep sleep, the kind where you lose track of everything. She woke up with a shock only when Abhi reached home at around 7.30 and started ringing the bell again and again.
Taruna sat up, her heart started beating faster for a moment, but still, she was half dreaming. It took her a moment to remember where she was. The bell rang again. She got up from the bed, fixed her hair and quickly moved towards the gate.
Abhi was standing there, looking a little impatient but not angry.
She let him in, looked at the wall clock and felt embarrassed. “Oh my God, I’ve never slept so long in my life,” she thought.
Taruna – Sorry, son, I don’t even know how I fell asleep so deeply. Only woke up when you called. You weren’t waiting too long, right?
Abhi – No, Mom, it’s fine. Don’t worry.
The truth was that Abhi stood outside for about ten minutes, perhaps even longer. As she looked at him – hair dishevelled, eyes still sleepy, scarf slipping off one shoulder.
Abhi thought, “She definitely masturbated today and then fell asleep in the afternoon.”
A calm smile spread across his face. “My plan is actually working. She’s looking lighter. Like a weight has finally been taken off her shoulders. Relaxed. Healthy. We’ll keep going slow, see how far it takes her.”
Taruna gave him a glass of water and said, cursing herself.
Taruna – After working the whole day and then waiting because of me, you must be very tired.
Abhi – It’s okay, Mom. It happens sometimes.
She bit her lip.
Taruna – Still. You’re probably starving, too. I haven’t even cooked dinner yet. Freshen up quickly—I’ll make something right now.
Abhi – Hey, Mom, relax. Don’t take this much tension about anything, please. There’s this new rooftop place that just opened in town. The food will be good. We haven’t eaten out in a while. Let’s go there tonight.
Taruna’s face lit up.
Taruna – That feels really good. Okay, let’s do it.
Abhi – Okay. You get ready. I will take a bath and change my clothes, then we will leave.
Abhi – Okay, son.
In the bathroom, Abhi turns on the shower, and water comes over him. His mind won’t shut off. “She must have touched herself well today, fell asleep immediately afterwards. Look at her now – so open about it, no tension in her shoulders, no more of that hard look around her eyes.”
This idea directly created a crowd. A high, almost urgent need began to arise in the back of his mind: he wanted to see it. Actually, watch her doing it. Just imagining it. Her fingers were moving slowly, holding her breath. His dick was already half hard and beginning to fill inside.
He moved under the spray, wrapped his hand around himself, and started caressing gently, eyes closed. She was there in his head, legs apart, watching him touch herself, making soft moans…
Taruna – Abhi! Hurry up, otherwise we will be late.
Taruna’s voice passed through the door like cold water. He froze mid-stroke, cursing under his breath. Rinsed quickly, picked up the towel, wrapped it around his waist – but he wasn’t done yet. The erection had not diminished at all. It clearly hit the thin fabric, creating a visible bulge.
He came out, hair dripping, cheeks warm. Taruna was coming out of her room. She was already wearing a simple red saree, in which she looked just amazing.
Taruna’s eyes scanned over Abhi- wet shoulders, chest, then down and landed straight on that bulge. She didn’t stare, didn’t clarify, but Abhi caught the slight pause, the quick change in her expression. She knew. She definitely knew what he was doing there.
She smiled softly when he murmured.
Abhi – Sorry, Mom, give me five minutes, I’ll be ready.
He quickly went to his room. Taruna stood there for a moment longer, watching him go. This wasn’t the first time she’d seen him like this after a shower – the towel was down; the body was still wet. This used to happen in a normal mother-son relationship. But today it stuck in her mind differently.
A group of thoughts emerged.
“He just turned 28 last week,” she realised. “Maybe he feels really alone sometimes. Don’t know how to say it, or who to tell. When we were his age, we were already married, already had a kid. I can’t even imagine what it must be like for him now. There’s no one at home to talk to about these things. I need to make space for him. Make him feel safe enough to open up. I need to talk to him, maybe tonight.”
Abhi quickly got ready. By 8:30, they were out the door. After a twenty-minute drive, they reached a rooftop restaurant. Abhi wasn’t exaggerating – it really was the best place in town at the moment. The view, the fairy lights, the open-air seating, and the interiors, Taruna was quietly impressed.
They first walked around the wall of the small picture gallery, took a few selfies together, and started laughing when the flash startled them. Then they found a table, sat down, and opened the menu. Soft music was playing in the background – quiet, acoustic stuff.
Taruna leaned back a little. Abhi is noticing her regularly, and after a while, he said.
Abhi – So, Mom, do you like this place?
Taruna – It’s the best environment we’ve had so far. But let’s see if the food is up to par. Haha.
She said with a slight smile.
Abhi – Yes, it’s true.
They ordered what they liked – nothing fancy, just their usual favourites. Taruna drank her water while looking around.
“Mom,” Abhi said after a minute,
Abhi – you do realise that we haven’t been out to eat together for a while, right?
Taruna nodded slowly.
Taruna – You’re right, son. It’s been a long time. To be honest, I don’t even remember the last time we all went out as a family.
Abhi – Neither do I.
Taruna laughed a little, a little sad.
Taruna – But you’re right – we should do it more. Once a week, maybe. Have dinner out, or a walk in the park when it’s nice.
Abhi – Deal.
Abhi said, smiling.
Abhi smiled and leaned back in his chair.
Abhi – Let’s try this next week. Once Dad gets back, we’ll all go together.
Taruna nodded with moist eyes.
Taruna – Yeah, he was missing us this morning, too. He said on the call, ‘I wish I could bring you two here—it would be more fun.’
Abhi – Oh, really? What did you say to him?
Taruna – I said no worries, we will plan something else soon, along with Ankita and Anmol.
Abhi – You’re right, Mom. It feels like forever since we’ve done anything as a family.
Taruna slowly took a sip of water, then casually changed gears, voice light but probing.
Taruna – Speaking of family, Son, I really think it’s time for you to get married. Then we’ll have the whole gang – we’ll have more fun wherever we go.
Abhi raised his eyebrows, half laughing.
Abhi – Mother, where did the sudden need for marriage come from?
Taruna – I’m serious, son. Did I say anything wrong? You have to get married someday, right?
Abhi – Yeah, sure, but…
Taruna – But what? If there’s already someone, tell me. I’ll talk to your dad, haha.
Abhi – Mom, you are impossible.
Taruna – Why should you be shy with me?
Abhi – I’m not shy.
Taruna – Then who is she? Tell me.
Abhi – If there were anyone, I would tell you. If not, what is there to say?
Taruna – Hey, don’t lie to me, everyone has a girlfriend these days. You also.
Abhi – Yes, I have had some friends, but there is no one whom I can marry.
Taruna – Why not, son?
Abhi – I just haven’t found the right person yet. What can I do?
Taruna laughed teasingly.
Taruna – Hahaha, okay, okay. So tell me- what kind of girl do you want?
Abhi – Mom, are you on my case about marriage now?
Taruna – Hahaha, come on, are you ashamed to tell your mother? Just tell me-which type do you like?
Abhi paused, then said softly, almost very sincerely.
Abhi – Umm, sweet. Simple. Honest. Basically, someone just like you. Just like you.
Taruna’s cheeks turned pink.
Taruna – Hey, don’t lie to me now.
Abhi – I’m not lying. You think I’m making it up?
She laughed a little shyly and hit him lightly on the shoulder. Just then, the waiter brought their food – the plates were steaming, and there was a smell. They were quiet for a minute while they tasted.
Taruna’s eyes lit up after the first bite.
Taruna – Son, it’s really great.
Abhi smiled, his mouth half full.
Abhi – Yes, Mom, delicious, but honestly? Nothing beats a meal you make with your own hands.
She blushed again, tilted her head back a little and sat down on her plate, smiling.
They finished, paid, took one last look at the twinkling lights, then went home. The roads were empty – I came back in just fifteen minutes.
As they stepped inside, Abhi said, “Mom, you go upstairs. I’ll get ice cream for both of us from the shop below.”
Taruna – Okay, son.
By the time he came back with two cones, Taruna had worn her soft nightgown. She was already on a video call with Rajesh in the living room. Abhi sits next to him, gives her ice cream and together they start teasing Rajesh – making silly faces, laughing at how tired he looks on screen.
Rajesh also got jokingly angry. The call ended after about ten minutes.
Abhi licked a drop from its cone.
Abhi – Today was a really nice evening.
Taruna took out her phone and started scrolling through the pictures she had taken.
Taruna – Yeah, look at them. How good these pictures are.
Abhi bowed down.
Abhi – Yes, and Mom, look how glowing you are in them.
Taruna – Crazy boy, haha.
Abhi – No, seriously. You’ve been different these past two to three weeks. Like you’re glowing from within.
A thought flashed in Taruna’s mind: What should I say? This is what happens when all the stuff stuck inside comes out. You shine. But out loud, she just smiled and returned it.
Taruna – Forget my shine, son. Tell me about yourself. You’re happy to be here, aren’t you? With us?
Abhi looked surprised.
Abhi – Of course, Mom. Why do you ask?
Taruna – Because you’ve always sacrificed so much for us. I want you to have everything you want in life. Everything.
Abhi – Mom, you and Dad are my everything. As long as I’m with you two, I’m good.
Taruna – Yes, son, but there are other things too. Other joys. Desires. Things a person needs.
Abhi became silent, his eyes slightly lowered to his lap. Taruna took a breath and let it all out, soft but steady.
Taruna – Son, if you want to share anything, you can share with me. I am your friend first, mother after. I will always listen, no criticism, judgment.
Abhi – Yes, Mom.
Taruna – I know you’re not completely comfortable telling me everything yet. And maybe some of this is my fault. Maybe I haven’t made that space for you.
Abhi – No, Mom, why do you say that? It’s not your fault.
Taruna – I’m saying this because at your age, everyone needs someone. Someone to tell the good things, the bad things, the dirty, ugly thoughts – without being afraid. Without feeling small. I want to be that person for you.
Abhi gets dampened listening to Taruna, while she continues to say what she wants to say.
Taruna – I know that you don’t share much of your inner feelings and emotions with your friends. So I want to give you that environment at home where you can share your thoughts, feelings, and emotions with me without any hesitation.
Abhi – Hahaha, Mom, you really know me quite well.
Taruna – I’m your mother, I know things about you that you don’t even know.
Abhi – Hahaha, Mom, you’re embarrassing me now.
Taruna – I am not saying all this to embarrass you, I am saying all this so that our relationship becomes so strong that we can share our personal things, which we cannot share with anyone else outsideeah, without any fear of judgment or guilt.
Seeing his mother in a really good mood, Abhi tries to express his thoughts in a roundabout way.
Abhi – Yeah, Mom, you are my best friend. But you know it’s a little difficult for me to really understand exactly what you’re talking about. So tell me first, you want me to share my personal stuff with you, just like best friends do.
Taruna – Yeah, absolutely.
Abhi – Yeah, so I am your best friend too, am I?
Taruna – Yeah, yeah, definitely.
Abhi – Like a true best friend. Why don’t you share your stuff with me first? It will give me the courage to share mine with you. I promise you, my bestie, I won’t judge you in any case.
Seeing her plan backfire on her, Taruna says
Taruna – Okay, son, that’s enough for today. It will take some time for both of us to open up and talk freely like best friends.
Abhi – Hahaha, yes, Mom, but really, thanks for showing concern.
Taruna – It’s my duty, son. Let’s get some sleep. It’s almost 12 at night.
Abhi – Yeah, Mom, good night.
Taruna – Good night, son.
Around 12 in the night, Abhi gets up and goes to his room, and Taruna also goes to the bathroom to freshen up. When she comes back after freshening up, she stops outside Abhi’s room and peeks through the same window hole and sees that Abhi is sitting with a pillow on his back and is using his phone.
Seeing this, Taruna speaks loudly.
Taruna – Finish quickly and go to sleep soon, son.
Abhi – Mom, please not again?
Taruna – Hahahaha
Taruna reaches her room laughing. She locks the gate, turns off the lights, turns on the fan, and climbs onto her bed.
Taruna is in a very good mood today because she spent quality time with her son after a long time and was also refreshed by a good afternoon’s sleep.
She opens the Messenger app on her mobile and is online today with the intention of surrendering herself completely. In this mood, she opens VJ’s chat, in which some messages are from this afternoon, and some messages are from some time ago.
VJ – I wish my mother could realise this too and think like this about her body. I’ve indirectly tried a couple of times to make her explore all these things, but I didn’t know how much I could succeed. I’ll try a few more times so she gets it properly. Where have you gone, Ayesha baby?
VJ – Hey, Ayesha baby, come online, mommy, your son is hungry for you.
Taruna – Oh, sorry, VJ, I just picked up the phone after noon and checked it. I was quite tired after so many wild sessions last night, so I fell asleep in the afternoon.
VJ – I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.
Taruna – No, the wait is over now, isn’t it?
VJ – Yes, my sweet mommy, I’ll eat you today.
Taruna – Hahahaha, wow, you’re still in yesterday’s mode.
VJ – Yesterday’s mode was so awesome that I could spend my entire life in that mode.
Taruna – You’re absolutely crazy.
VJ – Yes, for you.
Taruna – Or for your mom.
VJ – Yes, for her, she’s my mom, but you’ve made me your lover, so now you’re my sugar mommy.
Taruna – Oh, you’re such a sweet, naughty kid.
VJ – Kid with a horny tool.
Taruna – Tell your tool to rest sometimes.
VJ – Even with a chatting partner like you, if my tool still rests, then what good is that tool?
Taruna – Hahahaha, and when I wasn’t there, someone else would be there to help that tool.
VJ – No, there wasn’t anyone before that either. Before this, there was no one in my life whose vibe matched mine the way it matches yours.
Taruna – Okay, then, do you always masturbate by watching porn?
VJ – Not always. Sometimes by watching porn, sometimes by reading stories, sometimes by using video services.
Taruna – I don’t understand the meaning of using video services.
VJ – There are a lot of girls who provide such services. What they do is they take money from you, talk to you on video calls, take off their clothes, and even masturbate with you.
Taruna – Really, people do all this these days.
VJ – Yes, it’s very easy these days. Everyone covers their faces. Girls provide services without any fear, and some even keep their faces open.
Taruna – They must be charging quite a lot for this, I’m sure.
VJ – No, just 200-500 for 5 minutes. Sometimes someone even charges 1000, but then she gives me 10-15 minutes.
Taruna – I absolutely cannot believe what you’re telling me.
VJ – If you tell me, I’ll show you right now.
Taruna – How will you show me?
VJ – You use Telegram.
Taruna – No.
VJ – You download and install the Telegram app and send me a message on this ID……….Let me show you an example.
Taruna – Is Telegram an app just like WhatsApp?
VJ – Not exactly, but yes, somewhat, but it’s much better than WhatsApp.
Taruna – Then I won’t be able to join that app; my privacy comes first.
VJ – Oh, don’t worry about that. Your number is only used for login. Otherwise, if you don’t give it any permissions, there won’t be any issues. Your ID will be generated so that we can chat.
Taruna – Ah, okay then.
Taruna immediately downloads Telegram from the Play Store. As soon as it’s installed on her mobile, she opens it and tries to log in. After logging in, she refuses all permissions and sends a message to VJ’s ID.
Taruna – Hey, VJ!
VJ – Hey, Mommy, I’ll send you the link to the group. You should join it.
Taruna – Okay.
VJ sends links to 2-3 groups, which have girls who provide all kinds of online video services. Taruna joins those groups and starts exploring. Seeing all this, she’s quite amazed.
Then, as soon as she exits the group, she sees a message from the VJ.
VJ – Look in one of these groups. There will be a “Join Call” option at the top. Join it, then enjoy. But, put on your earphones first.
Taruna – Okay.
Taruna turns and collects the earphones lying on her side table and connects them with her mobile phone, and then starts opening those groups one by one. She finds a joint call option in the second group, and she joins it.
More than 40 people joined that call, all of whom were having dirty conversations, and girls were saying this to all the members who joined.
“Dm me to get the service.”
“All types of services are available.” “In DM”
And so on. Then, a little while later, a girl says, “There will be a demo of Riya at 1:30 PM. Anyone who wants the service can watch the demo and message.”
Then, shortly after, Riya turns on the video, and in a black bra and panties, she’s twirling around the camera, showing off her figure, repeatedly saying, “Whoever wants full sexy service, in DM.”
She is playing with her boobs from above her bra and pressing them with both hands.
And then a guy also turns on his camera and shows off his dick. He barely shows his dick before the admin kicks him out of the stream.
Taruna minimises the call and comes into the VJ chat box, where one message from VJ was already there.
VJ – How did you feel seeing all this?
Taruna – Quite weird, but not bad.
VJ – Oh, how did you feel seeing that boy’s dick?
Taruna – Hahaha, can anyone turn on their camera and show off like that?
VJ – Yes, no, baby, that’s the fun.
Taruna – Hahaha, what’s happening these days?
VJ – Tell me, how did you feel seeing that boy stroking his dick?
Taruna – To be honest, I was having a lot of fun, but his camera was quickly turned off.
VJ – Yes, the admin kicked him.
Taruna – Good.
VJ – Well, you didn’t recognise him.
Taruna – How can I recognise him?
VJ – Hahaha.
Taruna – Tell me first, laugh later.
VJ – Oh, baby, that guy who was stroking his dick was none other than me.
Taruna – What are you talking about?
VJ – Yes, I’m telling the truth.
Taruna – You’re quite advanced.
VJ – Hehehe, it’s nothing like that.
Taruna – Okay, tell me something. That girl was asking what happens if I DM her.
VJ – I’ll DM her. She’ll tell me what service she wants. I’ll ask for fingering. She’ll tell me the rate. I’ll say 600, or no, I’ll pay 200. If she agrees, I’ll make the payment. Then, 5 minutes after receiving the payment, she’ll call me. Then, she’ll finger herself naked for 5 minutes, and I’ll go back.
Taruna – Okay, so you didn’t take it today?
VJ – No, not today. I took it earlier. Wait, I’ll show you.
VJ shows Taruna a video recording. He sends it, in which there is no sound, and the camera is off from the VJ’s side, in which a girl takes off her clothes, presses her boobs, then removes her bra and stands with her phone resting on the wall in front.
After standing up, she takes off her panties and then sits down with her legs spread and starts rubbing her fingers over her pussy, while fondling her breasts with her other hand.
And as soon as the 5 minutes are up, the call is disconnected, and the video ends.
VJ – So, did you like the video?
Taruna – It was good, but why was your camera off?
VJ – Oh, privacy is important. If she had recorded me, I would have been in trouble.
Taruna – Hmmm.
VJ – Let’s join another group. We’ll have more fun in it. I am sending you the link, join it.
Taruna – Okay
After replying, Taruna gets up to use the bathroom. As she goes, she sees the light is on in Abhi’s room, but she ignores it and goes into the bathroom. Then, while coming out of the bathroom, she can’t help but peek into Abhi’s room through the window.
Abhi was sitting in his room, half-lying under a blanket, wearing earphones, leaning against the wall, typing on his phone.
And then, Taruna looked down.
To be continued.
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