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While she was thinking whether or not, she really heard something she heard same voice again.
Voice: Arey daat mat laga na kutte. sirf choos. Haaa aise hi. haay kitna accha lag raha hai. umhhh.. aaaahhh..
the moans were very clearly audible in the silent of the night. Saima could feel her heartbeat raising and ear lobes getting warmer.
voice: kitni baar bola, andar ungli mat daal, naakhun chubhte hai tere. akkha mood ka waat lag jata hai. haaaa aise hi kar upar upar se….. haaaa… waaah! aise hi, chuste reh… aaaaah.. aur zor se haath chala naa… aaah… aaaaaaaahhhhhh… kaat na yaha.. zor se kaat… isko poora muh me le aur kaat… aaah aaah ooooohhhh.. ho jayenga abhi.. nikal jayenga.. zor se haath chala.. uff, kitna mast lagrela hai. haay mai hone wali hu… Rukh mat… aaaaaaahhhh Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh Baasssssssssss karrrrrrrrrr.. aaaaaaaaahhhhhh hoooo gayaaaa meraaaaaa..
they voice stopped and saima realised that her fingers were on her clit and were softly caressing the petals of her pussy. there was stickiness in her pussy. she decided to close her eyes and try to sleep. just then…
voice: aaaaaaaaHHHHHHH madarchod, Ammar dalega kya? dheere dheere daal na.. ah.. aaastee.. arama se aise hi kar..
then a mix of THAP THAP THAP and moans of a lady filled the room. it went on for a few minutes and ended with a grunt in a male voice… aaaaAAAAGGrrrraaaaHHHHH!!! saima couldnt hold any longer and plunged her fingers into her salwar and into her dripping juicy cunt and started finger fucking herself. she was squeezing her big boobs with one hand. she never realised that she was gettng noisier by the minute.
Shabaz too was woken up by the noises. he turned to look at his mother and was absolutely surprised to watch his mother engrosed in the act. he could see saima squeezing her boobs and going Ferrari on her pussy… her moaning wasn’t controlled at all. she kept pumping her well till she squirted her juices in a shower. Waves after waves the flow reduces and subsided. Saima didn’t move after that. She just fell asleep as she was and started snoring. Shahbaz’s penis was fully erect watching his mother in action. He was thinking what he should do….
Should he join her?
Should he start palming her boobs?
Should he pounce on her and start ravishing her Body?
Afterall she was his mother and he had never ever thought of doing anything like this, but after seeing what he saw, his thoughts completely changed for his lovely amma. And even before he could figure out what to do and how to join the party, his amma was already snoring with her hand still inside her salwar. He sat up next to his sleeping beautiful amma and looked at her, his eyes were well adjusted to the dark and he could see his mothers big breast moving with every breath. he removed his dick out and started rubbing it. he was thinkning about everything he saw just now and masturbating, he never realised how his hand went on his mothers half exposed breast. He gently massaged her boobs as he stroked his dick with other hand. It didn’t fit in his hand, saima had good size breast. Like really big mangoes. he was engrosed in his wanking when saima changed her position and faced in other direction with back towards shabaz. He got scared and stopped. After making sure saima was fast asleep, he resumed wanking his dick without touchin her this time. he spurted threads of sperm on Saimas back. He was really confident that there is no one for saima other than him and she was horny anyway. It wasnt gonna be difficult at all..
Next day when he woke up in the morning shabaz was thinking of how to start the conversation about last night with his mother. she was still asleep next to him he looked at her pretty face and first time realised that his amma was so pretty. Saima was a beautiful woman. She had developed a good physic with her native lifestyle. She was 5 feet 7 inches. She had broad shoulders and she was muscular, a well-built woman. She had large breasts and a very sexy ass. Saima to woke up from her slumber she looked at Shahbaz and gave a smile. She said main chai rakhti hu. shabash also sat up on the mat. Saima didn’t know how to use the kerosene stove. Shahbaz started the stove for her and went out to freshen up. He had to walk a few minutes to the closed by market to take a shit for Rs 1 at a public toilet. When he came back, Saima had already set tea and chapati for breakfast. They both had breakfast then Saima I am about the arrangement to empty bowels.
Saima: sandas kaha hai beta?
Shabaz: chal mai dikhata hu tujhe. Yaha paise de ke Jana padta hai.
Then he took her to the public toilet and paid for her and waited outside. On the way back to home Saima saw a small tall that was making fresh morning snacks she paused for a moment at the stall and then walked home. Shahbaz to bath outside the hut while Saima was taking bath behind the curtain Shahbaz had set up last night. When Shahbaz went inside the heart Saima was still not done Shahbaz had a towel wrapped around his waist and when he looked at his mother through the curtain is towel made a small tent in the groin area. Saima too was almost done and wiping her body with a thin towel. Shabaz was just mesmerized by the view and didn’t realise that Saima was looking at him staring at her.
Saima: kapde vahan rakhe hain.
Shabaz: haa Amma. Tumhare kahan rakhe hain?
He picks up his underwear and started wearing it. When is underwear was at his thighs, he dropped his towel and exposed is erect dick to his mother. Saima was looking at his dick and Shabaz could tell that she was looking as he could see through the transparent curtain. He pulled is underwear and moved on to finish up as he had to reach for work at his new workplace. Saima came out from behind the curtain with just the towel hanging on her body from left shoulder covering down to her boobs and still further her pussy area. The towel was hung such that her back side was fully open. Shabaz couldn’t believe what he was looking at. He wanted to grab her right now and shove his dick inside her. Saima picks up all salwar and slid her legs through each side and then tie the knot around her waist. Then she picked up a kameez and lifted her hands to wear it. Shahbaz could see a lot of her ample breast while she wore her kameez.
Shabaz: vaise to 8:00 baje ka bola hai Lekin pata nahin hotel ka time kuchh barabar nahin hota. Aaj pahla din hai to main bhi kuchh Bata nahin paunga. Lekin main jaldi se jaldi aane ki koshish karunga. tu aaram kar.
Shabaz: khuda Hafiz.
Saima: khuda Hafiz.
Shahbaz left for work with an erect dick from house. At work all he could think of was his newly discovered sexy Amma. Is job was to deliver food. It was a busy hotel. So shabaz was busy all day. On the other hand, Saima got bored at home so she stepped out of the house and sat at the entrance. Memories of last night’s voices were playing in her head. She thought of peeping into the next hut. Just then a lady of around 45 years came out. She looks at Saima and asked
Lady: aap ne Kholi bhade per liya kya?
Saima: mera beta hotel mein kam karta hai. Mai kal hi gaav se Shahar aayi hu.
Lady: Mera naam Mary hai.
Saima: mera naam Saima hai.
Mary: kon kon hai ghar mein?
Saima: main aur mera beta bus ham do hi mere sohar 15 din pahle Allah Ko pyare Ho Gaye. Gaon mein hamara koi hai nahin isliye beta mujhe yahan le aaya.
Mary: it’s okay man Saima. Life hai to ups and downs bhi hai.
Saima: matlab, mujhe kuch samajh nahin aaya?
Mary: oh god! how to say? utaar chadhav jindagi mein aate hain.
Saima: han woh to Allah ki Marzi hai. Aapke ghar mein kon kon hai?
Mary: main to Akela rahata hun. Pati bewda tha mar Gaya. Do betiyan thi dono kisi ke sath bhag gai.
Saima was little confused and didn’t know what to say, she was sure the voice was same that of last night. Mary saw the confused look on Saimas face and spoke.
Mary: main nake pe fry machi ka dhandha lagati hai. Sometimes customer Ghar per bhi aata hai.
Saima: Kaun Ghar per aata hai?
Mary: customer customer man grahak.
And she smiled. Saima too smiled in confusion.
Mary: are abhi tu naya hai Shahar mein. Dheere dheere tu bhi Sikh jaega man.
And she winked at Saima and went inside.
Mary: are andar aao na yahan baitho.
Saima follows the voice. Mary’s room was a little bit bigger than Saima’s. Mary had a fridge and a TV. She also had an attached toilet bathroom. Mary switched the TV and offered a chair to Saima. Saima eyes were glude on to the TV when Mary offered her cold glass of water. Saima was preplexed at everything she was looking around her. She didn’t realise how long she was sitting at Mary’s place when suddenly Shahbaz peeped in.
Shabaz: Amma?
Saima: ha beta. aaayi.. behen, main bad mein aati hun.mera beta aa Gaya.
Mary: are wait! Mujhko bhi dekhne do tumhara beta.
Mary looked at Shahbaz and was totally disappointed however, see did not reveal that disappointment in her expression.
Shahbaz was 5 feet 3 inches approximately. And he was dark and skinny and had tere Naam types hair style. A perfect Prince of Bangladeshi chaprees.
Mary: andar aao man.
Shabaz: main kam per hun. Kuch der ke liye aaya hun. Maa ke liye khana laya hun.
Mary: arey come in man. Come in.
Shahbaz stepped inside and liked what he looked at. The house and Mary. Mary was was fair and 5 feet 3 inches. She had massive breast and a huge pair of buttocks. She was wearing a nighty but her body contours were such that couldn’t be contained by nighty. Shahbaz was ogling her and Mary was liking the effect she had on the boy. She could tell from his expression.
Mary: khayega kya?
Shabaz came back to reality from his trance.
Shabaz: kya?
Mary: are main poochha tu kuch khayega kya?
Shabaz: nahin nahin main to Amma ke liye khana laya hun hotel se. Chalo main jata hoon. Maa tu yeh kha lena.
Saima: theek hai beta. Khuda Hafiz
Shabaz: khudha Hafiz.
Shabaz left for work and Mary and Saima were about to have their lunch, just then there was a knock at the door. Mary looked at the door and smiled.
Mary: hey! tumko chain nahi hai kya? jao abhi mehman hai… bad mein aao..
Man: main sham ko ja raha hun ek hafte bad aaunga.
Mary: arey man! Ham abhi khana khata hai.ek ghanta mein aao.
The man left and they both sat to have their lunch. Shahbaz had got chicken biryani. Mary had made fish curry. Saima had never experienced these fragrances. Her mouth was literally watering. Saima was eating like she was eating for first time in a very long time. Her mouth had never experienced such wonderful flavours.
Mary: mujhe thoda kam hai. Tum Apne Ghar mein aaram karo. Main kam khatm karke tumko bulata hai.
Saima: Burp! Han mujhe bhi nind a rahi hai. Main baad mein milti hoon.
Saima went to her hut and closed the door. She immediately fell asleep as she had over eaten for the first time in her life. In her dreams she heard some moaning sound and walked towards it. As she walked the sounds got louder and louder. Saima woke up from her sleep but the sounds kept coming. This was the same sound of last night. It took Saima a while to register that she had woken up. The moaning got more and more intense and the thap thap sound too matched the rhythm. Saima immediately felt her pussy getting wet. She got up from the mat and sat outside the door. After sometime the sounds stopped. Mary’s door opened and the same man left the house. Saima didn’t know how to react to this just then Mary came out with a comb in her hand. They both smiled at each other.
Mary: Tum soya nahi?
Saima: so gayi thi, aap ki awaz se neend khul gayi.
Mary smiled shyly.
Mary: chalo andar.
Saima followed.
Mary: kitna pagar hai tere bete ka?
Saima: nahi maalum.
Mary picked up 5 notes of 500 from her pillow and showed Saima.
Mary: ye maine 10 minutes me kamaya.
Saima just smile and said nothing. Mary switched on the TV and they both watched TV till evening. Mary was preparing marination for her fried fish stall. At around 4:00 p.m. mary told Saima that she will be back by 9:00.
Saima went to her hut and lied down on the mat thinking of how different the life was in the city. She didn’t realise when she fell asleep.
As the day was coming to an end, shabaz was really excited about how it was going to be in the night. He wanted to touch is Amma’s body. He wanted to do things to his Amma that he had only imagined to do to a woman. As he left from work and headed home it was already 10:00 p.m. shabaz stop at a wine shop and took a bottle of rs 15. He opened the bottle and gulped it down. He could feel the burning sensation from his truth through his chest till his stomach. Though it was just a 90 ml bottle of desi daru, it was sufficient to set Shahbaz internal organs on fire. It took him 2 minutes to recover from the burning. He then headed home with the parcel of food. Saima was at Mary’s house.
Shabaz: Amma.
Saima: ha beta. aa Gaya?
They went inside their hut and closed the door. Shabaz gave her the packet of food and Saima sat down and took out the plates. Shabaz washed up and came to eat food.
Saima: kaisa tha aaj pehle din kaam pe?
Shabaz: theek tha, Tera kaisa tha?
Saima: yaha sab kitna mast hai.. kitni saari cheeze hai dekhne ko, karne ko. mujhe to yaha bohot accha lag raha hai.
Shabaz could sense that is mother was mesmerize by city lifestyle.
Saima: main soch rahi thi baju wali ko bol ke kuchh kam dekhti hu. Paise ban jayenge.
Shabaz: nahin Amma. kya jarurat hai?? main hun na.
Saima did not want to say or do anything against her son. He was the only thing she had left in this world. While they were having dinner Saima kept talking about how she was loving so many new flavours in her mouth. She had never imagined these flavours in food ever.
Shabaz: yahan gaon jaisa kuchh nahin hai Amma. Yahan sab kuchh alag hai aur behtar hai aur mast hai. Tu bhi ab Shahar ki hai, gaon ki nahin. Pados wali chachi Ko dekh kaise nighty pahnati hai. Main bhi tere liye nighty laaunga.
Saima: han beta. theek hai, theek hai. Mujhe bhi Padosan ka Ghar pasand aaya. Uske pass paise bhi bahut hai. Uski machhi ki dukaan hai. Main bhi kuchh kam kar lungi to ham bhi dher Sara saman le payenge.
Shabaz: saman to ham dheere dheere le hi lenge tu aaram kar. Kaam mat kar.
They both cleaned up after dinner and laid a mat.
Saima: bahut thak Gaya hoga. So ja. Aaram kar.
Shabaz: ha. tu bhi aaram kar.
Shahbaz removed his clothes and came down to underwear.
Shabaz: Aaj garmi lag rahi hai.
Saima: Garmi to mujhe bhi lag rahi hai. Phankha bhi aaj garam hawa de raha hai.
Shabaz wanted to say “tu bhi kapde nikal Amma” but he kept his mouth shut. He lied down on the mat. Saima switched off the light and lied down next to him.
Saima: woh tv kya mast cheez hai. Din bhar log nachte hai usme.
Shabaz: ha Amma.
It was dark and he was rubbing his dick from above his underwear. Saima was obsessed with tv and kept talking about it. Shabaz moved closer and placed his hand on her stomach. They both shivered with the contact but Saima continued blabbering about tv.
Saima: bohot mehenga aata hoga na?
Shabaz: Mujhe nahi pata. Mai kal dukaan me jaa ke puchta hu. Tujhe yaha accha lag raha hai na? Tu bohot khush lag rahi hai Amma.
Saima: yaha kitna accha khana milta hai, itna thanda pani to sirf sardiyo me hi dekha tha, yaha to jab Marzi tanda pani mil jaata hai.
Saima was lying on her back and shabaz was facing her. Their eyes had adjusted to the darkness. They could hear the songs playing on Mary’s tv like it was playing in the same room. Shabaz slowly moved closer to Saima. He lifted one leg and placed it across her thighs. Saima felt another shiver. Shabaz felt Saima’s shiver and instinctively pulled her closer. He pressed his dick to the side of her thigh and started moving his hand on the stomach, little by little.
Saima: Mai bhi kaam karungi to sahi rahega na? Mai din bhar soyi thi aaj. Tu akela kitna karega?
Shabaz: tu itna kyu soch rahi hai Amma? Mai hu na, sab waise hi kar dunga jaise tujhe cahiye.
He grabbed her soft stomach and wrigled to dig his dick deeper on Saima’s thigh. Saima felt the heat building up between them. She hadn’t had a physical relationship for a very long time and the only relationship she had was with her drunkard husband, Abdul. Other than that she had seen dogs, goats and chicken fucking. Shabaz was their only son, not because they planned for only one child, but because Abdul couldn’t do anything soon after they got married due to his extreme drinking habit. He would pass out most of the nights and sometimes when they had sex, Abdul would loose erection even before he could finish. As for Saima, she thought this was normal because this was all the exposure she had towards sex. Though she was never felt satisfied after sex, rather she felt her body was on fire every time Abdul finished, for her it was an everyday thing. She figured fingering herself as an option, accidentally, one day when shabaz had already left for city at age of 14. Saima had Shahbaz when she was merely 14 years old. Saima was a sex starved; healthy, 32-year-old well built woman who had a young boy of 18 years stuck on to her body. Slowly but steadily moving his fingures from her stomach towards her boobs. Humping her thigh with a hard dick. A dick so hard that she doubted wether it was his dick or something else poking onto her thigh. Saima was turned on and she felt her pussy lubricating herself and getting ready for action. Saima was in a delima wether or not to go ahead and join shabaz’s party plans.
Shabaz: Amma so gayi kya?
Saima didn’t reply. She decided to pretend to sleep. Shabaz inched closer and ground his dick on her thigh. He again called Saima.
Shabaz: Amma sunn na.
Saima still did not respond, rather she started snoring lightly. Shabaz lifted his palm and directly placed it on her boob.He squeezed them lightly while humping his mother. He slid his hand under her kameez and placed it on her boobs directly. he was tweaking her nipples softly. Saima had goosebumps all over her body and shabaz could feel them on his hand. He Got so excited that he shuddered and came in his underwear. Saima was familiar with this feeling too, just like Abdul, shabaz had finished before starting the game. He held her boob and pressed it a little hard in frustration. Saima turned her back to him. Shabaz too turned his back to Saima fell asleep. Saima on other hand was fully lit up with arousal. She pushed her hand inside her salwar and started fingering herself. Her mind was obsessed with getting a TV and fridge for herself. She didn’t know how but she wasn’t going to give up until she found a way. Even while fingering herself, she was thinking of how she would ask for work from Mary. She rubbed her clit till it sprayed out her juices on her hand. Then she just wiped her hand to her kameez and fell asleep.
to be continued..
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