Date: Thu, 29 Nov 2001 11:06:43 +0000 (GMT) From: Alisha Mathew Subject: My Mother,Myself Part II By Alisha My Mother, Myself II By Alisha Send your comments to alisha69ksk@rediffmail.com My father returned late in the night. He had brought two big fish caught from fields. The servant cut it and mother made a good dish. My father ate his dinner and soon after retired to the room. I also made my bed. My mother and our servant were busy cleaning and arranging in the kitchen. When I was starting to doze off, I saw my mother and servant returning with a small kerosene lamp. My mother went to the bed room and locked from inside. Our servant came to me and hugged me. The she asked me, "Do you want to see what your mother and father are doing at night?. I will show it to you, but you have to keep silence, do you agree?". I was ready. She unlocked the door silently and took my hands and went outside the house. She moved like a cat and reached behind our house. The window was not closed and we could see inside of the room clearly as there was the small lamp lit inside. But it was not possible to see us from inside unless they get suspicious. The bed was empty. We looked eagerly in search of my parents. Then I saw my father lying on his back on the floor. My mother was lying on his body with her face down at his lap. I saw her moving up and down but did not understand what she was doing. I was glad to see that she was naked. Then the servant told at my ears, "See your mother is sucking your father's tool, bitch, look how she sucks it". There was disgust in her words. I looked closely. Yes she was right. My mother was sucking his pole like a candy. After some time she got tired and took her face away and started shaking his big penis with her hands. She looked at the top occasionally and again started sucking. This went on for some time. We got bored. Then my servant started feeling my pussy. Soon she inserted her small finger into my hole. Then my father began to stand up. My mother moved to the bed and spread her legs wide. My father mounted on her and started moving in and out. It went on for some time. According to his rhythm of fucking the servant's finger was moving in and out of my pussy region. Then he lifted my mother and went behind her. The mother was facing us then. I saw her big tits dangling and her face fearful. There was no happiness on her face. My father was putting some liquid on his big pole and he applied it on my mother's buttocks too. We did not understand why he was doing that. Then he took his penis in his hand and inserted into my mother's asshole. My mother was biting her lips to suffer the pain. But father showed no mercy. He somehow inserted it successfully into my mother's asshole. He started fucking her in her ass. He grabbed her breasts occasionally but never bothered to kiss or anything soft. After some time he was spent and moved away. My mother showed a sign of relief and cleaned her pussy by a damp cloth. She then put out the lamp and there was complete dark. We quietly left the place and went to sleep. Soon I felt the servant's hands on me and she made me completely nude. She hungrily began exploring my body. She licked every nook and corner of my body. She then made me lie on my front and licked my buttocks and finally she parted my asshole with both of her hands parting my buttocks away and started rimming my little anus with her tongue. It was a terrific experience to me. I never thought anus is such an erogenous zone of a girl. Later she asked me to repeat the same on her body. She made me spent about an hour licking her hairy pussy. While sucking her to ecstasy I was dreaming my mother's naked body. When I asked my servant the cause of my father fucking my mother in her asshole she told me that in military there are no women. All military personnel fuck younger soldiers on their ass and finally they began to like fucking in the ass than the pussy. That year I attained my puberty. My relatives came to visit me with new dresses and presents. I was told by my mother to be careful in future when I mingle with men. My servant was busy bathing me everyday in water mixed with herbs and turmeric as per the custom. She used the opportunity to parade me naked before her feasting eyes in the broad daylight. Every woman of my family joined in bathing me. I felt ashamed to stand nude before such a crowd. But I had to. Finally the five days of curse was over. When I attained puberty, changes began to happen in my body very fast. My legs and hands were covered with small hairs. My pussy was also got a soft mat of pubic hair. At first it appeared like small dots, then within a week it was completely covered. My eyes got a new sparkle. People began to look at me with curiosity and I felt heated when they looked at my budding breasts. I used to inspect my tits for growth. My servant also joined to watch my tits grow. I did not get my next period for another year. My mother started worrying about it. She took me to temples etc. Then came the bad day, when a telegram first arrived to inform about my father's death. My mother was crying all the days. Finally one day the army men took with a big casket containing my father's ashes. A big public function was conducted at my school, and politicians gathered. My mother was called to receive a consolation amount of 2 million collected from govt and public. Thus by our father's demise we became rich and there started our problems. When people heard that my mother was suddenly become a millionaire, people started coming to us for loans. Unknown relatives started folk around our house and there was not a day without guests. Soon everybody forgot my father's demise. My mother put the entire amount in a bank as a joint account in our name. Then came my father's relatives with a new proposal to marry my mother to younger brother of my father. They were arguing that the step father being younger brother of my own father can bring more happiness to my well being. The actual reasons were obviously their greed to grab our money. My grandmother first put the proposal forward. But my mother did not agree to it. Then one day came my father's elder brother with the mission. He was my godfather. He brought good clothes and sweets to me and he was more caring to me than my father. He came to stay with us so that he can start in early morning to attend a marriage. My mother welcomed him with great respect and cooked delicious food for him. He suggested the proposal to my mother. But my mother said she wanted to mourn for my father in the whole year and could think about it only next year. He readily agreed to her point. That night my mother and servant slept together. My godfather slept along with me. He was lying close to me and told so many stories. And soon I fell into a deep sleep. I was awakening in the midnight feeling something touching my back. I could not register it first. Then I realised with a shock that I was naked down the waist. My skirt was moved away in my sleep. My godfather was lying close to me and his penis was touching like a viper on my buttocks. Soon it began to grow larger and larger. He took my hands and gave his big penis in my hand. But I pretended I was asleep. His penis was burning like a hot iron rod in my hand. He tried to shake his penis using my hands. But I took away my hands and kept them close to my chest and pretended in deep sleep. There was no movement for some time. But after some time I again felt his hot penis touching my buttocks. He put his big penis between my thighs and started rubbing it all over my inner thighs. At first it was ticklish to me then I too felt it naughty and giving some pleasure. I did not dare to wake up or support him. I feared whether he would try to put his big tool into my asshole as my father did to my mother. But he did not do it. His penis was moving between my thighs like a hot banana. The rubbing was making my tiny hairs to shoot up. Then I felt his tongue on my neck. He was kissing my necks and soon he opened my buttons one by one. He might have got the hint that I was not going to shout. He put me straight and facing him. His tongue started moving on my flat chest. He moved his face to my pebble like budding tits. It was really good. He was sucking my nipples and his moustache bristles made my areola ticklish. Then he hiked my skirt and felt my hairless or sprouting small hair pussy and he parted my legs a bit so that his hot banana could fit between my thighs. He began to move his penis between my soft thighs. He moved like that for some time until I felt something wet spreading on my thighs. I fell into sleep after that. When I was awake my godfather was gone. I stand up and when I began to walk I felt my thighs are stickled together. It felt like some glue was applied between my thighs and I inspected closely. There were marks of some sticking fluid on all over my thighs. My mother noticed the problem and inspected me closely. She washed me and felt the substance sticky and she smelt it. Then she understood that my godfather subjected me to paedophile at the night. She asked me what did my godfather at night. I said that I did not remember any. She then called our servant and showed her and cried on her shoulders about his misdeed. The incident made my mother to take a bold decision. She decided to leave the place to some unknown land where my father's relatives would not follow us and disturb there. My mother had a distant relative migrated to the northern part of our state long back. He had gone to the alien land and fought with the merciless climate, wild animals and yellow fever. Finally men won over the climate and the whole region was converted to a fertile hill area full of spices and the farmers became millionaires. My mother decided to follow the gold rush. She did not disclose her plan to anybody. Our servant was given some money and sent away. On the night we boarded the train to Malabar. We reached our destination after travelling a long distance by bus from the railway station. The bus journey was tedious and the bus was crowded to the maximum. The top of the bus was fully loaded with chicken, small goats and some men sat on the top. Finally by evening we reached our destination. It was a hill area and very near to the reserve forest. Everywhere there was greenery only. The houses were very small and there was rubber and cardamom plantation everywhere. We asked about our relative and proceeded to his house in a jeep. It was another hefty journey through mud roads, which broke our backbones. I felt that we had come to the end of the world. Finally we reached his house at evening. The jeep fare was more than the train fare!. My mother's relative was very old and he did not remember us much. My mother did not disclose that we had big money but said a story of poverty and debt. His sons were helpful. They offered us help by making arrangements to buy a property which was abandoned by a migrant when his wife and kids died of yellow fever. Thus we became owners of a small house surrounded by a very large compound full of cultivation and barricaded by stone walls. The previous owner had worked very hand on the soil to make it such fertile and secluded. The high stone walls efficiently protected us from wild animals. There were all kind of spices, banana plants, tapioca, cardamom, and a good garden full of so many wild flowers. There was no electricity, but a solar lamp was fitted and a deep well was there for water. There was a wooden board mechanism that acted as a pump to take water in heavy wooden buckets from the well and it automatically filled it to a tank near the well. All we had to do was to jump on a wooden wheel and make it rotate applying force by our legs. The whole scenario was equivalent to a wild western type house near a forest. I had to walk about 10 kilometers to reach our school. The migrants were most of Christians and there was a school, hospital and a church constructed in the valley by the missionaries. Even though we are Hindus my mother used to go to church on Sundays to pray. Soon we got accustomed with the life and I began to grow faster. The to and fro journeys to schools walking along the hill roads made my body athletic. My thighs got fat and my breasts got well rounded and I found people ogling at them when I walked. I loved to get stares and comments about my build and my breasts. But I did not entertain any love letters or suitors. I was determined to complete my studies and get a good job preferably in a city. When I was at school, my mother worked at our farm. We bought a cow and milk was sold to the neighbours. We got a good income from banana plantation, cardamom etc. There was a bank at the valley where we deposited our money. My mother was lonely when I was not around. There were not any neighbours to gossip or talk. We thought about inviting our old servant to the place. But we abandoned the idea fearing the news might reach our relatives and they might disturb us again. There was only one good room and a kitchen and a veranda for our small house. We bought two cots and I used to sleep alone near my study table. The food and exercises made me healthy as well as sexy. I could not spend a night without masturbating. I masturbated every night with my fingers. The images helped me to masturbate was the nights with our servants. I felt guilty when I masturbated thinking about my mother. I craved for one more occasion to see my mother nude. But she never gave me such an occasion as she bathed when I was at schools and she never changed her clothes before me. My mother was also very attractive and got more healthy and plump after coming to the new place. I wondered how could she suppress her desires at the age of 40. She was looking much young and people sometimes mistook us for sisters. I was dark complexioned and she was milky white. Perhaps I had my colour from my father. Never we talked about our father. I guessed my mother also did not miss him much. Then came one day which excited me the best in my life. I was able to see my mother as a woman on that day. It happened quite unexpectedly and I thanked god for hearing my prayers. It was a Sunday afternoon. We had a lot of laundry to wash and it was a bright sunny day after a long cloudy week. So we did a marathon washing of our bed linen and bed sheets along with normal wear. My mother was wearing a green military shirt, which belonged to my father, and it was reaching up to her knees. My mother used to wear his military uniform shirts after his death, perhaps as a memento to his remembrances. I was picking the wringed up clothes and handing it over to my mother who was spreading them on the iron wires tied to trees,which were used as good hangers. I had handed over my shirts and light dresses and she was putting them carefully on the wires and a clip was fixed over it so as to keep them from flowing away in wind. I was going to pick the next dress and my mother stretched her body standing on her toes so as to reach the iron wire. The hem of her military shirt was hiked and suddenly her cunt was visible to me. She was not wearing any underwear!. Her pussy was so close to my face and she was not knowing it!. I had to suppress a wild sigh and blush. My mother was busy spreading the cloth in her hands and taking the clips and feeling the iron wire for any dust accumulated. I looked at my mother's dark bush and her creamy white thighs just in front of my eyes. I could see up to her navel. The shirt was very loose and if I could look her from back I could see her buttocks too. I was exploded with joy. The moment I was craving all the days have come, and I am not going to miss it. I want to enjoy each instant of the occasion. Her cunt was not at all visible. There was a heavy forest of pubic hair between her legs spreading all over her belly and reaching up to her navel. Her cunt was fully covered by the dark bush which had grown up in abundance after which I had last seen it. When I saw her nudity with the help of our servant she had cut her bush. I was thinking her bush was only average. But the bush before me was a great one. The hairs were dark and curling with a shine hinting that she applied oils to it occasionally. Then she bowed towards me to get the next dress. I took my panties so that she might have to take more time to spread them and clip them properly to dry. I always preferred my panties to be drip dry, so as to keep the softness of the material. She took it and spread it and I looked hungrily at her visible nudity. I could see her well rounded milky white thighs. They looked like two Ivory pillars of a coliseum. Her fat thighs had some added decoration with blue veins running on her inner thighs. I could not see her pussy opening as it was well hidden under her dark mat of cunt hair. But I could get a fair estimate that her cunt was situated like an upper platform on a meadow between her creamy white fat thighs. I looked up at her to check whether she was noticing my infatuation. She was busy inspecting my panties and she gave it an occasional sniff as if to check if my panties had any fragrance (?!). I took this time to keep my face as close as possible to her uncovered pussy. My nose was so close to her cunt and I was sitting on my toes so as to make my nose parallel with her cunt. I got that old haunting fragrance of her, a mixture of sandalwood soap and honey. I wanted to grab her from behind and munch her pussy. Then she moved and I knew I had to hand over the next dress. We had completed one round of small dresses. Then we moved to the other wire and took the heavy bed linen. We had to wring them so as to make as much water outside for quick drying. I twisted it clockwise and she twisted it on anticlockwise directions and we had to exercise great power and our heads were touching. I got another opportunity to peek inside her shirt and I could see that she was not wearing any brassieres too!. The milky globes from which I had drunk milk were dangling and keeping their shape at the age of 40+. My mother did not suspect that I had become a voyeur on her. If I were a man I might have climbed a tree and sat there masturbating when my mother was taking a bath in a bathroom with no roof. I could not sleep that night. Whenever I shut my eyes, her big hairy cunt was standing so close to me pleading 'eat me !'. I put two of my fingers deep into my vagina and masturbated violently. I was feeling it was not enough. I walked to the kitchen and came back a good cucumber and I inserted half of it into my pussy and achieved a tremendous orgasm. Then came the night which satisfied my sexual fantasies. It was a bitterly cold night. The east wind was roaring, and thunder and lightning was happening frequently. I did not go to college and I was passing by my mother's room. Then I head a sob from inside. I stopped a while and listened. I was right, there was sobbing and coughing from my mother. I just had a bath and was going to comb my hair. I entered her room. There was no light except for streak of lightning coming through the windows. The rain had just started and window was closed violently in the wind. I looked for my mother. My mother was lying on her bed and covered by a blanket. She did not notice my presence. She was sobbing perhaps thinking about my father. I sat on the cot near her. Suddenly she stopped her sobs and tried to wipe her tears by her hand. I moved her to the wall and lay beside her and hugged her. "Mother why are you crying?", I asked. "No, dear, I was..well I was thinking about our life, we have nobody to love us "we have nobody", she was sobbing again. "Don't worry, mother, don't cry, I have you ..you have me..is that enough", I tried to console her. She tried to contain her emotions. I put my arm around her and embraced her like I did when I slept with her. I kissed on her face, I felt the tears spread and the saltiness. I tried to kiss them away. I was so close to her warm body. My hand was on her shoulders. I pressed her, then I came to know something. My mother had no clothes!. She was completely naked under the blanket. I was thrilled. My mother had not a stitch of cloth on her and I was hugging her closely. I moved my hands lower and felt her naked breasts. My temperature was rising. I embraced her fully and we were lying close to each other on our sides. I was craving for more touches. Since I have become a matured woman we never had been so close physically. My mother stopped sobbing. I felt her breath on my face. It was hot, it was clean, it was sweet. Her mouth touched mine; her lips were trembling in anxiety to touch mine. I was wearing a housecoat and nothing underneath. Her hands were touching my soft buttocks and she was thinking. Her hands lingered on my buttocks and at some point my nightie got hiked and I felt her trembling fingers directly touching my buttocks. "My dear, you are my daughter, Oh, God...I don't know...", she was murmuring. I took the lead and lifted my night dress over my head and threw it away to a corner. I hugged my mother again and threw her blanket from her body. This action liberated my mother. She began to shower kisses on me. She kissed me on my shoulders and she moved down and she took my breasts and my nipples got taut in her mouth. I was returning the favours received from my mother. But my breasts had no milk. She was kissing on every spot of my nude hot body. She moved her lips in such a way as to say sorry to me. She moved again down and kissed my navel. She sucked there and again moved down. I could feel her breath on my pussy hair. She was slowing to inspect my pubis. She was wandering her mouth around my pubis like a traveller without a guide. I pushed her face close to my pussy and it did the result. She spread my thighs and dived into my wet pussy. She was an excellent lover. Her tongue played whirlwinds in my pussy folds. She lapped my cunt in all possible directions and my pussy started overflowing from unknown regions. It was like so many glands unknown to me existed in my vagina and my mother was expertly making my orifices full of cunt juices and leading to a waterfall. I caught my hands on the pillow. My mother was looking at my face with a wicked smile from deep below. She spread my legs wider and wider. When I looked at her again all I could see was her nose fixed to my clitoris and her whole tongue deep inside my pussy folds. She played there many games. She made me under her mercy. The pleasure was much much more to handle. Then I came for the first time. I looked at her in gratitude. But she was not going to stop. She had already started searching for my anus. She turned me and spread my buttocks. My mother found the small anal spot. She did not stop. She put her finger into my anus. She took some honey from my cunt and made my anus lubricated with it. Then I felt something softer, her tongue entering my anus."Oh...ohlala..." I reached another mind shattering climax. When I cooled down. I started repaying her the favours received. I had her fully to me. She offered me her breasts, her armpits, her hairy cunt, her creamy buttocks. From that night onwards we became lovers. She behaved like a coy bride to me. I was dominant. As soon as I reached home from college, she would come with a glass of milk. Then I would shed all my clothes and spread wide on my bed. While I sip my glass of milk, my mother would suck me slowly. After dinner I would make her nude and imitated fucking on her. She would perform an occasional strip tease for me. We bathed together. I would apply oil on her on week ends. I would make her crawling like a snake on the bathroom floor after applying oil all over her body. I insisted her to tie a black string around her midriff. I would masturbate viewing her glistening white body well oiled. I would ask her to masturbate sitting on the floor like a slut. She would spread her cunt and show me her clit. I insisted her to shave her pussy occasionally and she should do it when I watch her. She was ready for everything. One day she asked me to fuck her in her ass on my father's death anniversary. I put a mat on the floor. I asked her to oil my body. She rubbed oil all over me and then I did the same to her. I asked her to suck my pussy. When she was done I asked her to suck my anus clean. Then I asked her to stand on her fours before me. I sat on a chair and she was waiting for my move on the mat. I rubbed her buttocks using my toe. I touched her pussy down using my oiled heel. I used my heel like edge of a big penis on her cunt. Then I started to put a finger into her anus. I started rotating it inside her asshole. Then I applied more oil into her asshole. I used the thumb finger of my foot on her anus. Finally I inserted it fully into her anus. She was crying wild in ecstasy. I fucked her asshole mad using my foot. After that we took bath using hot water. When we hugged and slept nude she called me my father's name. I behaved like a husband to her till I was married. My mother is now no more. She passed away after one year of my marriage due to a heart attack in her sleep. I am now a mother of two daughters. When I am alone I still remember the nights when I made love with my mother. I have never felt any guilt thinking about it.