When Anjan's Mom Makes Me Hard And Horny - Part 13
This is a continuation from my previous stories in the Anjan series (links on top) so read them first. Comments welcome at [email protected]. “Mom, dad, I can’t join you guys for the trip of Europe”, I told them that evening. After the initial exclamations, mom asked why. “A few of us have to attend extra classes during the semester holidays. Anjan has to, too. I’m sorry”, I hung my head, as if in shame, trying hard to remember the answers to all the questions that Janani, Anjan and I had anticipated. “Why didn’t any of your professors call us about this?” Mom asked, as dad followed with his primary concern, “Do we have to pay extra for this?” “Po ma, this isn’t school! Professors won’t call parents about it. They just told us to turn up and attend if we want to be better in college. It is optional and, no dad, no extra money. I’ll be more than happy if you guys tell me I won’t have to attend it!” I looked up, making an eager expression on my face. “Shut up”, was mom’s curt response, “you’ll attend. We’ll cancel your tickets, save money too! Your punishment for not studying properly”, she walked away in a huff. I could see dad was already calculating in his head as to how much money he was gonna save. “Where are you going to stay da? You don’t even know how to cook, how will you stay here?” my sister asked, clearly the only one genuinely concerned about me. Mom returned and both she and dad echoed my sister’s query. Mom started listing the various relatives I can stay with, when I interjected, “I can perhaps stay at Anjan’s? I hate staying with our relatives, you know that! If I stay with Anjan, I can study with him too, in the evenings.” Dad was quick to raise the obvious concern, “We can’t possibly bother them with this, da. It makes sense, though, but it will be a big imposition on them.” “He spends most of his time there anyway, I doubt they would mind”, my mom chimed in, “I’ll talk to Anjan’s mom about it.” I forced myself to stay calm, although this was deviating from the plan. “His mom had slight fever when I left in the evening, amma; she was planning on sleeping early (obviously a lie). You can talk with his dad, I guess.” Even as I said that, I wondered why Janani was insistent on them talking to their dad rather than mom. “I’ll speak to him and explain to him”, was all Janani told us when we asked her how she’ll convince her dad. “Arre but how? You need to convince him that Anjan will be going for this class, and that I need to stay with you guys for the vacations, AND that when my parents call, he has to say yes.” “Sonnen illa, leave it to me” was her only response. “Dad likes her too much, da; never says no to her”, Anjan pitched in, trying to make some sense of Janani’s confidence, “but akka, you are sure na?” Janani merely kissed us both as she got dressed again, leaving us to wonder if things are going to work out. As dad called Anjan’s dad, my sister came to me and hugged me, “don’t feel bad da. I know this sucks, and I was hoping to have fun with you on the trip too, but education is important. We can go on another Eurotrip when you become a big shot!” She was trying to make me feel better and all I can think of was how amazingly soft her boobs were against my chest and how delicious she smelt. I tried very hard to control my hardon as I mumbled a thank you to my sister and hugged her tighter, when I heard my dad tell my mom that Anjan’s dad was fine with my staying over. The anticipation of the depravity of the next two months made my cock harder and my sister felt it. But mercifully, she didn’t react, kissed my cheek and went off to bed. Dad came to my room to tell me that Anjan’s dad had said yes, but my dad had asked him to confirm with their mom before giving the go ahead. My heart and my hardon sank as I wondered if Anjan’s mom will also say yes. With a lot of worries, I went off to sleep wondering about Anjan’s mom. And yeah, I jacked off to her before I slept, imagining fucking her in front of Janani and Anjan. I woke up late the next day since it was the first day of my vacations, to a lot of bustle and activity in the house. My parents had a flight that night and were preparing for the trip. I went to wish them a good morning when my mom told me that Anjan’s mom also agreed to my staying with them for the two months, my happiness knew no bounds, but I stayed calm, fantasizing the next two months’ sex with Janani! The day passed by and I hugged my sister and said my byes to my folks in the evening after dinner and left for Anjan’s place, as they were going to leave by around 11 in the night for the airport. Anjan, Janani and I had decided that we won’t do anything for the next couple of days till Janani’s exams were done. Anjan’s parents I and exchanged a few pleasantries and they retired for the night. Janani too went to her room to study and Anjan and I, who were to share his room, scurried in like a couple of horny mice. Even as I was closing the door, Anjan grabbed me from behind and pulled me in for a kiss, fondling my ass. Our tongues wrestled each other as he kneaded my ass and I stuck my hand into his pajamas’ waistband and played with his bare ass. We began by tightly pressing our lips against each others’, enjoying their softness, and the situation’s heat. I then sucked on his upper lip and he did likewise with my lower lip, for a good minute. As my hands explored his back and ass from beneath his tee and pajamas, he bit my lower lip sharply, eliciting an “aahhh” from me and mock reproof. We set our open lips against each others’ and began tongue wrestling for a fair bit, as I hugged him tighter and closer. We gazed into each others’ eyes as we broke for air, and smacked each other with pure love for a couple of times before we resumed our french kiss.