Hello again, this is a story as told by one of my friends, involving him and his mother. Of course, I have changed the names for the sake of confidentiality while I have made more than usual attempts to spice up the whole story for all of you to enjoy reading it. A brief prelude sometimes can be even more handy, even in erotic stories. Mine is relatively lengthy and hence patience is being solicited.
Rahul hails from one of the fishing villages of Mangalore district in South India. Lulu Prasad, his father never wanted his only son to slog in the sea waters fishing like what he had been doing throughout his life. Rahul completed his graduation from one of the reputed colleges in the nearby town although he always nurtured a desire to be out in the sea, if not as a fisherman may be as a sailor. After long persuasion, his father agreed to let him join the Merchant Navy. Rahul proceeded to Bombay to join a Marine Shipping College and soon after obtaining a degree, he was immediately absorbed in one of the most reputed shipping companies. After that he was assigned one voyage after another making it impossible even to think about visiting his hometown. In fact, he visited his village only once in the last 7 years when his beloved father was reported dead in at sea.
Rahuls life during the past 5 or 6 years have been eventless and boring to say the least. While guys of his age were dating like crazy on the land, he kept sailing the deep waters of the oceans around the world. Simply, he was sex starved although his occasional adventures with call girls around the world gave him some sort of a reprieve. Finally when he did get some reasonably long holidays, he decided to visit his hometown to see his mother and also to quench his thirst for women in and around his village. But, he didnt have the slightest clue about what awaited him back home.
Rahuls mother Pramela always looked in fine shape, thanks to all the hard work she performed most of the day. Lulu Prasad ... Læs hele novellen
