Fucking Mom In The Open Fields

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The bus was extremely crowded that evening owing to the rain and the extended holiday. I was pushed against my 38-year-old mom’s back, and every time the bus shook, my hard dick poked into her ass. I wasn’t complaining. I leaned closer to mom and whispered, “How much longer?”

“Just a few more minutes, hold on,” she said. My sweaty hands were constantly slipping from the overhead railing. So I let it go completely and held mom’s shoulders for support. A few minutes later, I let my hand travel down on her shoulders and on to her bosom. Unfortunately, as my hand inched closer to mom’s big breasts, she tapped it with her fingers, forcing me to retract just as quickly.

“Behave!” she whispered into my ears.

“My hands are tired,” I said, which was partially true.

So I decided to try another tactic and my hand slip down the side of her body, and held her bare waist that was hidden behind her saree. Mom couldn’t do much to keep me from touching her there as she was jam-packed with people around her. I inched my hand further up until I grabbed hold of her right tit and squeezed it hard. My dick was fully hard by then and I was practically grinding mom’s ass from behind in the crowded bus.

“What are you doing? Idiot, this is a public bus, get your hands off me.” She said, making sure no one else could hear us. I ignored her. The bus was too crowded for anyone to notice an 18-year-old boy fondling his own mother in a corner of the rickety bus.

It was dusk when the bus finally stopped at our ancestral village, and mom’s saree was astray, thanks to the crowded bus and my own antics. “Idiot” she muttered under her breath, looking at me. I smiled sheepishly at her, and she smiled back as if her anger had melted away. “Look what you’ve done,” she said, trying to adjust her saree in the small bus stop by the edge of the road. “I’ll go fix this, you take care of the bags,” mom said and walked behind the bus shelter, holding her saree.

My mom Vasundhara was the hottest lady I’d seen. Even at the age of 38 she still carried herself with grace and could give a stiff competition to teenage girls. She had the right amount of plump flesh in all the right places, which made her the ultimate milf of our area. I’d seen many men ogling at her beauty when she went out. From the milkman to the shopkeeper, to my neighbor uncle and even my own friends, everyone loved to drink mom’s beauty with their eyes every chance they got.

Everyone except my own father. He didn’t seem to know what a treasure he had at home and was always busy working or drinking. Over the years, I’d seen the gradual decline of the love between my parents, especially dad’s neglect.

One of my very first exposure to sex was watching my parents do it in my late teens. It was a school night and I had come down to get a glass of water late one night when I accidentally saw mom bouncing on dad’s dick. Both were naked and moaning heavily, ignoring their slightly open door. The night lamp was bright enough to give me a clear view of their naked body. Especially mom’s naked body and her horny expressions. Mom had let her hair loose and was biting her lower lip while dad had grabbed her ass cheeks.

That image was imprinted clearly in my mind despite years passing by since then. I didn’t have my chances to witness their romance, but I would regularly hear them fuck through closed doors. Over the years, it had reduced to nil and I was sure mom and dad hadn’t had sex in years. It was no coincidence that the forced sexual fast had altered mom’s psyche. She had grown crankier and irritable. Dad had started to drink more than ever, which pissed her off even more. Even the slightest thing would kick-start her temper tantrums, until that fateful day when she discovered my porn stash on my computer.

Surprisingly, that incident went smoother than I expected. Mom calmly told me that she understood that a boy my age had urges and it was okay to watch them as long as I didn’t overdo it. It was strange that mom also became quite calm in her demeanor around the same time.

Soon I began to notice abnormalities in my computer’s time logs. The recently opened places tab showed that someone had been going through my porn stuff during the afternoons when I would be in the college. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that mom was also enjoying my porn. I wondered if mom masturbated to the porn which I masturbated to. Just the thought of it gave me a kick.

Mom’s interest in porn went from a couple of times a week to a daily affair. I started to add new porn stuff to my collection. My fetish was older women and milfs. Pretty soon, I discovered incest and started to add a few incest clips mostly about mom and son. Mom would avoid incest porn early on, but soon she took to it and was exclusively watching incest porn.

Despite knowing about her dirty habits, I didn’t dare try anything funny with mom, not when dad was around. I did jerk off thinking about her and sometimes to her dirty underwear in the bathroom, but that was it.

It was along walking from the bus stop to granny’s house, which was already filled with a ton of extended family- aunts, uncles, and cousins- who had come to attend the village festival which was to happen the next day. It looked like we were the last to arrive. The rush bus and the walk had tired us out, and the rest of the evening was uneventful.

Granny’s house wasn’t big enough to house everyone. It was decided that the womenfolk and the kids would sleep inside, while the men and the older boys would shift to the terrace for the night. This was to be our sleeping arrangement for the next couple of days, and I knew that any slight chance I might have had to seduce mom vanished into thin air.

The next day was a busy one. We had reached the village temple grounds early, and it seemed like the entire village had already gathered there. The crowds were always a great place for perverts to rub their hands on women of the village and satisfy their horniness. Many even dared to rub their crotch on the women. It was what I had on the bus but on a larger scale. I had a great time squeezing the tits of the random village women and some of my sexy aunts in the crowd but missed mom terribly.

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That evening most of my extended family left for their homes, citing lack of leaves from the office, which lightened the population in granny’s house but didn’t change the sleeping situations much. It had been two days since I had watched any porn or jerked off and it was getting on my nerves already. I wondered if mom was also feeling the same.

I couldn’t sleep that night. All that women touching had rattled my nerves and I needed a release. I silently slipped out of the terrace and made my way to the little bathroom in the backyard. I pulled down my pant and underwear releasing my hard cock and started to stroke it. I took out my phone and played a porn clip I had stored in it, imagining the woman to be my mom while I pounded her pussy.

I was so involved in jerking off that I didn’t hear the faint footsteps outside the bathroom or the opening of the door.

“Akshay!” I heard someone call my name, which jolted me from my senses. The phone almost slipped from my hand, but I caught it in time. It was my mom.

“What are you doing here?” she said, looking at me. I was flustered and didn’t speak. My phone had toppled over in my hand, and the way I held it, mom could see the video on the phone. She looked further down lustfully and saw my hard cock throbbing under its own weight. It seemed like hours before mom muttered a sorry and went away, closing the door behind her.

The next day, more relatives left for their homes. Only a few older aunts and their husbands stayed back. I was getting bored at home with no one to hang out with and nothing to do. Mom suggested we go to the fields for a walk, and I agreed. On the way, we behaved like the last night’s incident didn’t take place at all.

We had a five-acre plot, where lush vegetation was fully grown and ready for harvest. After making sure that no one was around, I pulled mom inside the fields and started to hug her and wildly kiss her.

Mom put out a feeble protest, “Stop, what if someone sees us” she said, her hands were on me even before mine was on her. She seemed more worried about someone finding out rather than us committing taboo.

“Then let’s finish it quickly before someone comes,” I said, pushing mom on the ground and getting on top of her. I pulled out mom’s pallu aside and started mauling her tits with my bare hands. Mom was busy unzipping me and freeing my dick from my underwear. I quickly unhooked her blouse and pushed her bra up, exposing her beautiful milky tits. I immediately began sucking on one boob, while my other hand violently attacked her other boob.

Mom hiked up her saree till her waist and pushed her panty aside, exposing her wet, bushy cunt. She pulled my foreskin back and positioned my dick at the entrance of her love hole. I pushed gently at first, going inside her slowly. Once I was halfway inside her velvety smooth, warm pussy, I jerked harder so that all of my dick was buried inside her.

Mom bit her palm to keep her from moaning loudly. I kept ramming into her, going in and out quickly, while I showered her face and boobs with my kisses. Mom raised her legs, and locked her ankles around my waist, giving me better access to her pussy. I fucked her hard for a good while when I felt mom’s pussy muscles tighten around my dick. I quickened my pace knowing well that neither of us could hold on any longer.

Mom was a like a desert starved for rain, and I came like the gush of torrential rain in July, filling her pond with my thick sticky spunk. We both lay in each other’s arms for a while, kissing caressing each other.

“That was so good mom,” I said, kissing her.

Mom kissed me on my forehead. “You are a natural beta. I have never been fucked like that. and you are so much bigger than your dad.” She said.

Hearing those words made me all the more excited and my dick began to grow in size while I was still inside her.

Mom looked up at me in surprise. “Again?!” she said, with a lustful twinkle in her eye.

“I’ll be ready anytime for you mom,” I said as I pumped into her, using our love juices as lube.

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