Incest HOME COMING

[decentpoet]

Home coming (first update)

I have been abroad for last 5 years to get my university degree in space engineering. It has been more than a month that i have come back to my native land , my village settled on the confluence of ganga and yamuna. The udaypur, a little simple village just 30 kilometres away allahabaad.

As i got home my family was so happy to see me back and i could not ever forget the proud face of my mother on the very first day i reached my home's door step, her eyes were filled with motherly love , a smile mixed with emotions ; streaching her face lines (age lines) which only resulted to add more beauty to her mature face, body and mind.

Few strands of grey hair were signs that she has riped to the fullest of her womanly fruits, standing tall with height not less than 5 feet 8 inches. She was big woman.

My sister was standing next to my mother and giggling. And as we were often engaged in video calls and text messaging on phone , we were quite composed and controlled. Not overwhelmed with emotions.

After ordinary ritual - putting tilak on my forhead my mother asked me to get in.

Within a day or two i got to know that with the length of these 5 years her hip area has widened and bottom had filled precisely and substantially. The last time i saw my mother when i was around 19. At that time she was just a simple homly typical mother to me. I never saw her as a womam. But 5 years are long time to change lots of things.

I was literally amazed not merely to see my mother's mature enticing body and face but the fact that while being abroad i had developed such an eye for milfs and aged women, Consequently, now even my own mother could not escape my thoughts reflecting ,unintentionally , on her womanhood.

Long 5 years and what i observed on very first day , her womanhood when she was in her late 40s around 47 or 48. She was modestly wrapped in her Saari all the time which was quite a usual thing for her to do. But still i could make out her bodily contours easily. I think i had been such a pervert by watching porn and living in foreign country.

For few days after my arrival at home, she was more likely to take me into her tight hug and drag me on her soft, paddy ample breasts. My chest was used to press against hers, i even would feel her beating heart. Though, this act of love and affection, atleast on the part of my mother was momentary but left a long lasting effect on my perverted mind.

My father was not used to be home, as usual , busy in money making and always looking after our family business related to agriculture. He always came back late and slept to repeat the same following day. But i never missed him anyway.

Our home was build in fields within 5 to 6 acres of land. The boundary was fenced with ashoka trees with addition to poplar trees. Right at the centre there was our home built within cemented square boundary.

There was lush green vegetation all around , trees of every kind mostly fruit trees like mangoes, guavas etc .

It has been more than a month , i was wondering and exploring our fields. Early morning in the month of november, liitle fog was there and birds chirping , sweet melodious voice of peacocks was breaking the silence of this solitary place. Away from city every thing was slow and at peace here.

I saw few peacocks few meters across mango tree , as i advanced my footsteps eagerly to have a better look of these shy mates they were disappeared in long grass and bushes.
I was the sole unwanted companions of these birds and peacocks there.

Cool breeze was gentle but still chilli on my exposed skin around neck and hands. I wanted to explore more so i kept on going, after several meters i heared the rustling of dry leaves as some one was walking on these leaves. Out of curiosity i decided to follow this sound to discover more.

I took few steps ahead and in front of me was a line of grass and bushes. Within no time i got to know the sound was coming from the other side of this thick line of grass and bushes.

I was thrilled, curious and feared at the same time because it could some wild animal other side of the bushes that might harm me. But my curiousity won over my fear and i decided to look beyond. Carefully with both hands i make way through the bushes without making much noise. And at the distance of 2 steps the other side was entirely visible to me. What i saw there actually paralysed me for a minute or two. I was stunned at the view before my eyes. My eye balls almost came out of my eyesocets.

What i saw was not expected whatsoever. I was expecting pea-cocks or to the most a jackle or dear. But here i was witnessing a lady whose back was in front of my eyes hardly at the distance of 5 meters. Her saari and petticoat was tucked to her waist she was sitting on her haunches attending to her nature call in this early morning ; adjusting herself side by side with frequent intervals producing this rusling of leaves which was only reason i was here.

Her both butt cheaks were massive and totally exposed. I was confused for a moment - was it a some movie scene or reality? But soon my confusion was gone as i heard sharp gust of fart and it was followed by a poop almost as long as 7 inches ; completely formed, firm and had a girth of 3 inches without exaggeration. This lady with big bottom had to lift her buttocks higher than usual so this long potty poop may land unbroken on the land under her vagina and buttocks. I could see how hardly this poop was pushed out the deep valley of those massive butt cheeks, it took substantial amount of efforts out of this mature big bottomed lady.

I was stunned because by the colour of her saari i had come to know that she was not any other lady but my own biological mother Sumitra Arora.

I wanted to look away, because by watching my own mother like this i was actually comitting ultimate sin, according to our religious faith.

But the awareness of the fact that i was alone there and was hidden into bushes, this thought of being not watched by anyone thrilled me and gave me courage to stand there and looking at the sight.

I saw the long poop was laid down there and few drops of golden coloured urine were still trickling over the poop.

For a second i thought to my self if she can produce such a massive poop , Could she also take in her posterior same length of manly shaft ( cock) ?

"Yea ofcourse easily without a sigh!! " I said to myself.

Because Being student of science it was logical conclusion.

I was witnessing my own mother here she kept sitting for few mins and then she took one of the dry leaves scattered over there and cleaned her potty hole. In attempt to clean herself she had to put her left hand on land and raised her butts higher so right hand could easily swipe her ass hole.

Before she could stand up and turn around i had already reached 50 meters back. I ran with such a speed. My heart was beating like that of horse. Especially when u have seen a mother with bottom like that of horses (mare).

That day i was little ashamed of me but also thrilled of not being caught red handed. I started thinking to myself whether it was wrong or right for several hours.

From that day on my mother turned into my fantasy queen and i dont remember the porn movie or sex story there left in which i did not visualise her. I was sometimes rather guilty for my bad thoughts about mother but my rational mind always used to put it like this -

What if she is my mother , does not she have holes to be filled with manly snakes?

Does not her hip sway as she walks around and who can resist to take her from back when she is bending upon kitchen sink in her attempt to reach the sink tap to clean dishes.

Very religious , orthodox my own mother who kept me in her womb for almost 9 months, was only object available to my wild fantasies here. It was not same as abroad where i would go to some mall and shoping complex to enjoy the riped fleshy hip sways of every milf or mature lady available there. But here in small village, stuck in my ancestral home i had no options ​

To be continued

 

[decentpoet]

Tell me how is my first update

 

[Jaya.priya.]

Home coming (first update)

I have been abroad for last 5 years to get my university degree in space engineering. It has been more than a month that i have come back to my native land , my village settled on the confluence of ganga and yamuna. The udaypur, a little simple village just 30 kilometres away allahabaad.

As i got home my family was so happy to see me back and i could not ever forget the proud face of my mother on the very first day i reached my home's door step, her eyes were filled with motherly love , a smile mixed with emotions ; streaching her face lines (age lines) which only resulted to add more beauty to her mature face, body and mind.

Few strands of grey hair were signs that she has riped to the fullest of her womanly fruits, standing tall with height not less than 5 feet 8 inches. She was big woman.

My sister was standing next to my mother and giggling. And as we were often engaged in video calls and text messaging on phone , we were quite composed and controlled. Not overwhelmed with emotions.

After ordinary ritual - putting tilak on my forhead my mother asked me to get in.

Within a day or two i got to know that with the length of these 5 years her hip area has widened and bottom had filled precisely and substantially. The last time i saw my mother when i was around 19. At that time she was just a simple homly typical mother to me. I never saw her as a womam. But 5 years are long time to change lots of things.

I was literally amazed not merely to see my mother's mature enticing body and face but the fact that while being abroad i had developed such an eye for milfs and aged women, Consequently, now even my own mother could not escape my thoughts reflecting ,unintentionally , on her womanhood.

Long 5 years and what i observed on very first day , her womanhood when she was in her late 40s around 47 or 48. She was modestly wrapped in her Saari all the time which was quite a usual thing for her to do. But still i could make out her bodily contours easily. I think i had been such a pervert by watching porn and living in foreign country.

For few days after my arrival at home, she was more likely to take me into her tight hug and drag me on her soft, paddy ample breasts. My chest was used to press against hers, i even would feel her beating heart. Though, this act of love and affection, atleast on the part of my mother was momentary but left a long lasting effect on my perverted mind.

My father was not used to be home, as usual , busy in money making and always looking after our family business related to agriculture. He always came back late and slept to repeat the same following day. But i never missed him anyway.

Our home was build in fields within 5 to 6 acres of land. The boundary was fenced with ashoka trees with addition to poplar trees. Right at the centre there was our home built within cemented square boundary.

There was lush green vegetation all around , trees of every kind mostly fruit trees like mangoes, guavas etc .

It has been more than a month , i was wondering and exploring our fields. Early morning in the month of november, liitle fog was there and birds chirping , sweet melodious voice of peacocks was breaking the silence of this solitary place. Away from city every thing was slow and at peace here.

I saw few peacocks few meters across mango tree , as i advanced my footsteps eagerly to have a better look of these shy mates they were disappeared in long grass and bushes.
I was the sole unwanted companions of these birds and peacocks there.

Cool breeze was gentle but still chilli on my exposed skin around neck and hands. I wanted to explore more so i kept on going, after several meters i heared the rustling of dry leaves as some one was walking on these leaves. Out of curiosity i decided to follow this sound to discover more.

I took few steps ahead and in front of me was a line of grass and bushes. Within no time i got to know the sound was coming from the other side of this thick line of grass and bushes.

I was thrilled, curious and feared at the same time because it could some wild animal other side of the bushes that might harm me. But my curiousity won over my fear and i decided to look beyond. Carefully with both hands i make way through the bushes without making much noise. And at the distance of 2 steps the other side was entirely visible to me. What i saw there actually paralysed me for a minute or two. I was stunned at the view before my eyes. My eye balls almost came out of my eyesocets.

What i saw was not expected whatsoever. I was expecting pea-cocks or to the most a jackle or dear. But here i was witnessing a lady whose back was in front of my eyes hardly at the distance of 5 meters. Her saari and petticoat was tucked to her waist she was sitting on her haunches attending to her nature call in this early morning ; adjusting herself side by side with frequent intervals producing this rusling of leaves which was only reason i was here.

Her both butt cheaks were massive and totally exposed. I was confused for a moment - was it a some movie scene or reality? But soon my confusion was gone as i heard sharp gust of fart and it was followed by a poop almost as long as 7 inches ; completely formed, firm and had a girth of 3 inches without exaggeration. This lady with big bottom had to lift her buttocks higher than usual so this long potty poop may land unbroken on the land under her vagina and buttocks. I could see how hardly this poop was pushed out the deep valley of those massive butt cheeks, it took substantial amount of efforts out of this mature big bottomed lady.

I was stunned because by the colour of her saari i had come to know that she was not any other lady but my own biological mother Sumitra Arora.

I wanted to look away, because by watching my own mother like this i was actually comitting ultimate sin, according to our religious faith.

But the awareness of the fact that i was alone there and was hidden into bushes, this thought of being not watched by anyone thrilled me and gave me courage to stand there and looking at the sight.

I saw the long poop was laid down there and few drops of golden coloured urine were still trickling over the poop.

For a second i thought to my self if she can produce such a massive poop , Could she also take in her posterior same length of manly shaft ( cock) ?

"Yea ofcourse easily without a sigh!! " I said to myself.

Because Being student of science it was logical conclusion.

I was witnessing my own mother here she kept sitting for few mins and then she took one of the dry leaves scattered over there and cleaned her potty hole. In attempt to clean herself she had to put her left hand on land and raised her butts higher so right hand could easily swipe her ass hole well.

Before she could stand up and turn around i had already reached 50 meters back. I ran with such a speed. My heart was beating like that of horse. Especially when u have seen a mother with bottom like that of horses (mare).

That day i was little ashamed of me but also thrilled of not being caught red handed. I started thinking to myself whether was it wrong or right? From that day on my mother turned into my fantasy queen and i dont remember the porn movie or sex story there left in which i did not visualise her. I was sometimes rather guilty for my bad thoughts about mother but my rational mind always used to put it like this -

What if she is my mother , does not she have holes to be filled with manly snakes.

Does not her hip sway as she walks around and who can resist to take her from back when she is bending upon kitchen sink in her attempt to reach the sink tap to clean dishes.

Very religious , orthodox my own mother who kept me in her womb for almost 9 months, was only object to me of my wild fantasies here. It was not same as abroad where i would go to some mall and shoping complex to enjoy the riped fleshy hip sways of every milf or mature lady available there. But here in small village, stuck in my ancestral home i had no options ​

To be continued

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[decentpoet]

2nd Update

Now I was always looking for reasons to sit next to my mother and being innocent, touching her across her thighs pretending a little kid. And actually I was a little kid to my mother She had no idea about my perverted thoughts.

I was 25 that time. One day i told my mom - " mother i dont want to marry"

"Why abhishek? Why would u say such a thing to your mother " my mother asked with great concern.

" Because i dont want to leave you for any girl"

" Well there is no need to leave me son ! She gona come to our house anyway , not you need to be ghar jawai ! He he ...he. " mother answer poking fun at me.

I also laughed a little and hugged her in my arms tightly and squeezeed her a bit , she was laughing and struggling to breathe. I dont know what devil took over me and I kissed my mom's juicy lips to the fullest, sucked it considerably, the most she could do that She was stunned and pushed me off then went red with shame.

I was also ashamed of the awkwardness of this situation. The best way to get out of this situation was for me to get up from the living room's sofa where we were sitting and came with great rush to my room.

I was worried what if my mother told all this to my father or if not atleast what would she be thinking of me ?

With such fear i came at dinner table at night around 8 O clock or so , my father, sister and mother were present there and were having their dinner. They just had started, when my mother saw me approaching She stood up and put another plate on table. I was relieved by the face expression of my father that my mother had not told any thing to him about earlier incidence.

I was relaxed that how i had made through this blunder. And the fact that my mother did not tell a word to my father gave me a kind of encouragement and as i was sitting next to mother having my supper I put right hand on thighs of my mother under the table and started caressing gently. As she was not my mother but a girlfriend.

My mother immediately pushed off my hand but I realised she was not going to tell it to my father if she wanted to she would have done it already So I again reasserted this previlige of mine to caress her thighs but this time little harshly. I started fondling her inner thighs and started having fistfuls of her fleshy thighs.

But out of the fear that someone on table would notice my undertable action , my mother stood up and pretented to have a glass of water from the sink. And this time she sat before me at the other side next to my sister facing me .

I was disappointed. But what could i do about it. May be I had to wait for appropriate time and place.

Next day I got up early in the morning and went to the very place where my mother was used to drain her mega loads. I noticed mother was quite precise about the timing of her nature call. The advantage of precision made me stand in good stead. I could predict her timing and could guide and arrange my actions accordingly.

Now it has been my daily routine for more than a month to hide in that bushes timely and saw my mother attending to her nature call.

I started mastrubating once in morning while watching her pissing and pooping , another time in night or evening to subside my long day's lust.

My mother's massive bottom globes were enormously round and i dont remember if any unwanted spot or scar was there on to defile the beauty of her milky, creamy and white glowing ass cheeks. I was witnessing my own mother in this vulnerable situation for more than a month. Now it was becoming hard for me to sit quiet and just see thing like spectator. When no one was around in my home i started hugging and groping mother more vigorously, All she would do Scolding me and pushing me off saying -

"dont you dare to touch your mother like that, let your father come today" raged with anger.

But i was hearing it for many days. I knew She was not going to tell it to any one otherwise she had to face inevitable. Fear of Social stigma was there and family reputation was on stake . And my father would only conclude after listing to my mother of my forbidden actions , that it was her own fault as she must would have been committing bad deeds in past births.

So i knew mother was complelled to bear my actions unwillingly. My advances were being intense day by day. My mother was now always little uneasy in my presence. And it was thrilling as well as embarassing at the same time for me.

One afternoon i was sitting in living room with mother. She was avoiding me and was pretending to be so indulged in tv, watching her chick flick.

"Mother can i ask you smthing? "

My mother nodded her head passively with no interest. But it was enough for me to continue my talk.

"Mother how come that your hip area is so wide and heavy?" I said pretending to be curious.

"Stop it! Abhishek! You be in your limits, I am your mother ok!, I know how you see me and touch me when no one around, I am warning you !" Mother told angrily.

"Mummy! Dont get angry I m just curious, ok!! You dont want to answer its ok" - I said disappointedly

"Mother ! Sorry! if I make you angry but your big back is so beautiful if you were not my mother i would have........" I said without uttering last word.

"What do mean by that You would have. .. what ? " Mother was raging with red face.

" I would have married you". I added

"Shameless! Dont you feel Shame "

"No maa! I dont feel shame I love your back I admit it" i said without any reluctance.

After hearing my determined voice mom went silent and again started watching tv. She wanted to make me feel ashamed but her attempt was in total vain.

"Maa! Why do you go to shit out in open"

My mother was shocked her eye balls went bigger saying - "howw.....do u....kn....o..w.. did you...seee..me...?" Mother was ashamed, confused and shocked.

"Yes maa! For more than a month I am watching you secrerly" I said fondling my crotch area .

"Shameless ! You should be ashamed of you ! " - Mother was so angry while scolding me.

"Is it my fault? You shit outside in open and I should be ashamed" - I told annoyingly.

Mother was feeling shamefull.

"Mother !!! ! The whole place is filled with your big poops, the very place you visit early morning, I think father should stop purchasing manure from city , instead you should be given duty of manuring our fields" i said laughingly.

Mother was red with shame as she barked loudly - "You shameless bastard, dont you dare to say such things to your mother! "

"Mother I have no problem with you calling me bastard , but i wonder one thing .....if I am barstard then you also must be a defiled lady . Mother am I really a bastard i really want to know am I
?" - I said while giggling and teasing her.

My ambarassed mother gave me quite a slap on my right cheek. My mother being big lady her hand was heavy so the Four finger were engraved on my red cheek.

Before I could do something i heared my father coughing and by the sound of his foot steps I was sure that he was approaching towards living room. A chill of fear ran through my body , Mother was red with anger and there was my father was about to reach into the living room.

I was literally trembling with fear but thanks to my fate that father told loudly - "Sumitra!! I am taking these seeds to farm. Oh my old mind i forgot them in morning" He said disappointedly cursing her bad memory.

Now I got to know why did my father visited earlier to home it was not his daily routine. I heared his foot steps retreating to the main door and finally heared the sound of main gate closing. If he would have come into living room He would have got to know by the red face of mother that something terriblly was wrong even without uttering a word from my mother.

But it did not happen, I was relieved, to my utter surprise mother was still red with rage but she has not attempted to get up and to tell my father about my rubbish talk when she had chance. It gave me great relief that this orthodox , traditional innocent mother of mine was too shy to tell that to anyone.

"Mother you want to slap me more you go ahead i won't stop you but I love your big ass "I said while massaging my right cheek which had just survived the sharp blow of my mother's heavy hand.

"Abhishek ! Are you mad what rubbish! you talking to your mom" Mother said angrily.

"Yes maa! I am Mad for your big bottom " I said with determination.

"You hopeless fellow! What demon polluted your mind , I gave you birth , nurtured you with my milk, I m your mother!" Now the pitch of her voice was not sharp as earlier but was sounding more like pleading.

"Yes maa! I again want you to nurture me once more , I want that sweet nector of your breasts once more " I said in lusty tone.

"You so disgusting! Leave me alone"

Mother threw tv remote on sofa and left the room . But i was hard nut to crack so I followed my mother to her room because I was well aware that there was no one in our home, my younger sister was in college and was not to come home before 4 O clock and it was 1 o clock by the clock.

She had gone to her room and was totally unaware of me following her. She went in her room and then went into her bathroom . I had entered the room. She had not locked the door of bathroom, I followed her there , as I entered her bathroom She was sitting on commod. Her saari and peticoat were tucked to her torso. Her fleshy thighs were totally bare , creamy and were so tightly joined because commod was like if a full grown man sitting on a childern bicycle, it was hard to figure out where was the commod because mother's fleshy thighs were covering it completely. Her blue panties were down to her knees.

My mother was completely shocked because she had not expected me to follow her there. She tried to cover her bare thighs with her hands were totally in vain. I could hear the trickling of her urine into commod.

"Abhishek ! ....getttt. backkk ! ... Wat u ...doing here!!!!" While talking hesitately her both thumbs hooked panty sides to pull it over. But before she could do it I put my right foot between her legs on panties and pushed it down to floor. Other hand I placed on mother's fore-head and threw it back now She was sitting on commod with her back bone straight and head was touching with back wall.

Her eyes went wide open when She realised with the speed of lightening I had pulled my lowers down and my 8 inches member was saluting my mother's beauty in this helpless situation.

"What the hell ! Leave ! Me !! you bloody.. bastard" Mother was totally purplexed with angry face.

To silent her I took the tip of my penis and pushed it into her mouth she tried to avoid my advance by tilting her face side by side. But I held her hair with my both hands and adjusted her mouth before my penis.

I pushed with excitement, and stuffed mother's mouth fully with my long shaft.

"Ummmmm............................bbbbuuuup. Buuuuuummmmmmm...Uuuuuu.....aaaagggghhhhhhhhh. haaaaaa..." - Such Sound was coming out of little cavities left after filling my cock in mother's mouth.

She was still trying to oppose my actions but I jerked my hands with great force while holding her hair. And was thrusting my dick deep down to mother's throat.

Mother's eyes were filled with water , I was not sure was it because of her greivance over my sinful tasks performed on her or by soar throat as a result of my thrusts into her mouth. But whatever remained the reason I was not about to stop. Because it was hardest thing for me to do after watching mother performing her nature call for more than a month.

"Blurrrrrpppppp,. Chhhh....rrrrrpppp.. Blll....uuuuurp" - Sound was filling the bathroom and mother's nose was running and my shaft was drenched in her saliva , her mouth was brimming with my pre-cum and her own saliva. Her mouth was dripping enormously.

"Mother ! Please don't make it so hard for us , I don't want to hurt you" my voice was trembling with lust.

She wanted to respond but my cock was filling her mouth, her eyeballs were almost coming out of her eyesockets with my each push into her mouth.

Her eyes, nose and mouth was dripping like a tap , her white cheeks were turned into tamato red. Her hair bun was undone as I was holiding her hair from skul and temple region , tighty , with my both hands.

She was gasping but something had possessed me. What was it - my own mother's riped forbidden fruits. I kept fucking mother's mouth for 5 mints and now I gave a last but non the least powerful thrust with my crotch area entirely pushed over her face and drained my balls completely, huge amount of my creamy, sticky cum was released into mother's mouth. Only 10 percent of amount was swallowed reluctantly by my mother, other 90 percent has dripped out of her mouth drenching her blouse and lap down to my cock.

As i took my penis out mother was coughing badly and gasping. Having come back to my senses again I saw entire situation and realised what blunder I had made.

Out of fear , anticipating bad consequences I left mother there on commod coughing and rushed back to tv room .

To be continued​

 

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