Mother Being Used

I’m Rahul 25 yrs , 5 .10 ” athletic and live to have sex i should say. Narrating my secrets to like minds.

This is a true story about my surprising introduction to the world of sex.This happened in the mid 90’s. Our family is basically from South India but my parents were at this point of time working in North India.

My mother who this story revolves around was a nurse and jobs for them were very little at that time. Dad used to work as an Senior Engineer in an Steel Company at Jamshedpur (name not disclosed). My mom actually started working soon after having me then my dad had to move away to make more money to have a more secure future.

This course of incidents happened during this phase. We initially stayed in a badly done quarters and it used to leak everywhere, my mom was a cleanliness freak, so with the help of another northy friend (Thakur) who was llittle influential we got newly done quarters, it was new but away from the normal township as these were newly being built.
It is like row house (ground n 1st floor) and connected in the center by the walkway all the way till the terrace and every external structure interconnected.

Sorry my mom is a semi plump (in the sense she is plump but firm because of all the work she does), very fair , firm breasts and an ass to die for , she stands 5.4, has black wavvy hair and very seductive yet vulnerable looking .If u see her you would want to take care of her which i suppose my dad was working towards.

Coming to the scene, my mom is holy ,single man women keeps her composure even though times were tough for a eye-catcher like her although its becomes habit to keep off i think, maybe she used to love me soo much that she didn’t have the time for rest of it…. my dad used to be coming over only on weekends as it was a day travel and most of the weekends he would have to be present there, proving himself as to get the promotion.

This fateful day, i had bunked school, to play cricket and had hidden the bat n ball like we used to call it then, on the enclosure before the terrace,as i tipped towed myself up the steps i could here some muffled sound, slowly as i peeped from the wall end i could see Gaya (Thakur servant from the village) was pounding Thakur’s wife (Komal), it was my first sight at anything of this sort i was surprised to see them fight but not fight, couldn’t come at a conclusion then.

I wanted to confront gaya and scare him, was a thrill i though he thrilled me insead, well before that I spoke to few of my friends and they explained its called chodna, one of them explained ( bhohut maja atta hai, picture dheke ga) its a lot of pleasure, u want to see pictures and showed me few pics.I meet gaya that evening it was summer and current would go and everybody will be playing i approached him as the though was killing me….

I told him….mejhe sab malum hai….. (I know everything)… he said kya hua( what happenned)….So i started i seen u today with Komal Aunty (Thakur’s wife),he came closer and said Unko kamre mee moch aaiee the isle malish kar raha tha (she got a catch on her hips so i was helping her ) i didnt know what to say after that so said i seen everything again and went away.Next day he met me at about the sametime and asked aur dhekega ( u wanna see more ), i just nodded with excitement and asked when he said tomorrow afternoon sametime but get there early.

I was before time and chose a good spot to be able to see everything in hiding.The waiting was killing me, anyways the scene started first Gaya came up with washed clothes and then came komal, he was already shaking his tool, i was stunned to see how big it was and amused where he was hiding it. As soon as komal aunty was on top he held her breast from behind and was pressing them hard, i realise that she was also equally participating, she held his tool in the mean time shook it vigorously and put it in the mouth, she was licking length and breadth of it. He then suddenly turned her over and pushed his tool all the way in, i was surprised for the among of power he was using phat phat paht……pounding her…

Hormonal Kick, I fell sick with the intensity of the scene.High Fever for next few days, my mom being nurse help ,the real part of the story was unfolding now….. Gaya not seen me at or after the incident was worried probably for himself and came home to see me….talking to my mom he was trying to show my mother that he always looks out for me…mom liked him …. and in a few days he was also part time working at our home.

After that he always found time to do whatever he can to help mom. This went on and my dad who used to visit like the blue moon also got well acquainted with him…. he knew to keep my dad happy by getting him, some drinks every now n then have a good chat about his work.

Couple of months working he had got comfortable and used ask my mom to cook him eggs and chicken secretly as most people there were brahmins and consider it unholy. Sometimes i used to notice him flirt with her by asking her to feed the eggs she cooked , telling her that Komal Aunty is so jealous of you, because u so beautiful and i like to spend more time here with you than her….

One of the following Sunday noon i was watching shaktiman as i remember usually gaya doesnt have to come on Sundays as my mom takes care of all the work but as it had become so usual of him coming that it didnt matter.

After a while i heard some commotion, steel glass drop on the kitchen platform and then rolling and falling on the ground.I knew something was up i moved from the another door connecting hall n bedroom….to get clear view of the kitchen…… i can never forget this scene….

Gaya was standing behind my mom with his dick out, putting his hand under her black floral maxi fingering her…..she was turning red from ear downwards….. she kept saying that I ( supposedly watching TV ) will see them,.Gaya didn’t care…. I heard him say koi bat nahi ( Its ok )….he was squeezing her breast with both hands, rubbing his face all over hers…..it was a side angle view from where i was watching….he was rubbing her all over ….her held her hand and placed it on his dick and stroked it…. she continued to press it hard and caress it in her hand he then faced her kissed her on the lip for good amount of time , i could see that my mom was now holding his dick with both her hands pulling and playing.

All this time her maxi was on her but was getting displaced accordingly by gaya….his shorts was down at his knee…..he plucked out few hooks on the top and got out he best pair of ripe red mangoes i had ever seen, i was so fair and round that nerves were visible….. ending at light brown coin shaped nipples….. Gaya was going mad at them biting sucking squeezing it so hard making her moan.

He then turned her lifted her maxi all the above her hip…. spread her legs started eating her honey pot….resting her elbow on the kitchen platform she was pushing her ass all over his face…in no time she had started to go weak, finding the oppurtune movement Gaya rubbed his huge dick on her pussy and enter with a jerk she was still recovering from her orgasm….she flexed her back and moved away…. i think she didn’t want it in but she didnt have a go…..she stood up and was getting away… saying enough enough…he held her against the platform with one hand and guided his cock slowly in this time with less protest from mom.

He kept asking her things like maja ah raha hai ( are u having fun? ), mera lund kitna le sakti ho (how muck of my dick can u take , tell me ? ) he had a big one to boast about my mom was unable to bear the stiffness…. all i could hear was ufff ufff, panting heavily arrh god……. he was in total control, periodically picking her up by her hair dirty talking…..kissing her…. taking his dick out asking her how much can u take? and thrusting all his meat inside…must have been a intense mix of pain n pleasure….

She was n the verge of another orgasm when she said mujhe pura do (give me everything)…. gaya was gringind her ….. he said yeh hui na bat , yeh pura apka hai ( now you talking , this dick is all yours ).

Saying this he picked her up with his dick inside her put on her knees…. bend her enough…. i couldn’t see much so i moved from the hiding gap and moved closer, my mom was on all four….gaya notice me move closer he winked and continued…. 3 feet away from me he was nailing my mom badly , pulling it almost out and pounding her …..he was getting rougher an rougher, her ass and breast were shuttering for the pounding he was giving her ….mom was through to her next orgasm when he climbed her …held her by her shoulders with both hands and ripped her for all he had in him….. she was screaming aram se aram se ( easy, easy), he took a kitchen cloth and pushed it in her mouth…. and rammed her harder..

The noise was muffled but very erotic…..when he cummed he was pushing so hard he was literally picking my mom on his dick , legs going off the ground with every spurt….what a climax….she was spent…. he was rubbing her and asking if she is ok….she remained in that position as long as i was there…

I returned how i reached , closed the adjoining door , went back to the TV and pretended to have fallen asleep watching skaktiman…my mom came after a while kiss me and went away….. Gaya had not yet left..
To be continued ,

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