HORNY MOTHER FUCKED BY A YOUNG NEIGHBOUR

There would be no crimes if everyone was aware of the consequences of their actions. People become so engrossed in their activities that it ceases to appear to be harmful after a while. No one would dare to do anything out of the ordinary if they knew what they would face subsequently.

Well, I never imagined in my wildest dreams that I would be watching something so incredible. Let me begin by describing the setting so that you may better grasp the story.

My house is part of a housing colony. This is one of the housing facilities in the industrial area for a large manufacturing unit. Because they shared the same workplace and lived next door, all of the neighbours knew each other. My parents lived with me, my father working in the company and my mother a modest housewife. My everyday schedule consisted of my father leaving for work at 9 a.m., followed by me going to college. Except on Sundays, when we were all at home, both my father and I returned home at 8 p.m.

I don't know much about my parents' sexual lives, but like most mid-19-year-olds, I had sexual fantasies about my mother and wondered how she did it. Strangely, I could never conceive how the sex act would be performed with her in mind. It was because of her demeanour, which was warm and inviting, and she was always fully clothed. Despite being completely clothed, her large boobs, narrow waist, and large ass could all be seen. Her waist was the only part of her body visible through her sari.

My father, on the other hand, was a typical middle-aged man with a large belly who was always buried in the newspaper. He only talked a few times a year, primarily when visitors came to the house.

This was our way of life until one day it became quite exciting. We gained a new neighbour who wasn't as old as the other guys and was a lot of fun. From the moment we met, we became friends. We provided him meals as nice neighbours till he got his kitchen set up. He came to our house frequently to borrow tools and supplies in order to get everything set up.

In the evenings, we would talk and I would tour him around the colony and the local shops where he could obtain all of his daily necessities. Then, of course, there was talk of sex, girlfriends, and other such topics. The girl's father interrupted, saying, "I hadn't gone more than first base that too briefly." Anyway, I found out that my friend Rohit was a pro and that he had a story for every occasion.

I enjoyed spending time with Rohit because he was full of life and had a great sense of humour, which rubbed off on others. He was very popular with my parents. When you like someone, you want to show that you belong to them, therefore we declared Rohit to be ours to the entire colony. He was accepted into the family. Rohit's presence at our house, watching movies or eating at weird hours, was not unusual.

Until today, when people believe they can get away with anything since no one will ever catch them or find out what they're up to. I had to leave for a little outdoor party with my pals. We were planning to skip college and visit his local waterfalls. I returned home to retrieve my backpack and some snacks.

I used my keys because all of the doors were locked. My mother is always at home, so this was odd. I came in and spotted Rohit's favourite blue blouse on the couch, but I had no suspicions. I climbed the stairs to my room, thinking about it, and then it hit me. I was perplexed as to why his shirt was strewn on the floor. I thought while clutching the doorknob. When I heard a sigh, I was going to open the door. Someone has entered my room. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do.

I carefully yanked the door open by squeezing the handle. The sight in front of me would have blinded me. My mother was facing the wall at the far corner of the room. Her hands were on the wall, and she was hunched over. Rohit was on his knees, clutching her sari and petticoat, which he was bunching up at the waist, and his face was buried between my mother's enormous ass cheeks. This was the first time I had ever seen my mother's private bits, let alone her having sex with another man. I was completely taken aback. Rohit was licking her ass and pussy as I stood there watching. He moved his face left and right to part her ass cheeks because his hands were full from holding her sari up.

This was a tad excessive. That plain old woman being eaten like this is my own mother. Nothing could possibly be more seductive. Nothing was more enraging at the same time. I kept my gaze fixed on this jumble of emotions. Rohit shifted her weight backwards. I didn't want to be seen, so I quickly shut the door. I waited for a long time, not breathing at all. I waited what seemed like an age, then gently yanked the door open again. They were both naked on the bed now. They stepped away from the wall and stripped down to their underwear. Rohit's dark physique was a stark contrast to my mother's white body. My mother was sucking his cock as he lay on the bed. He was squealing with delight. He pushed her down when he couldn't handle it any longer. He came between her legs and laid his tongue on her nipple. He positioned himself at her opening by moving her large thighs apart. He stroked the tip of his cock into her cunt with one hand to moisten it, then let it glide into her with the other. He sucked her nipple on both sides at the same time.

I'd had enough; I couldn't bear it any longer. I imagined all the things that might happen if my mum finds out she's been caught. I stepped into my own room, where my mother was getting raped, dazed, with so many thoughts still running through my head. They still didn't notice me since they were too preoccupied with their fucking. I stood so close to the bed that my mother could have reached out and touched me. Rohit humped her pussy, although she had her eyes closed. He was squeezing her tits while lying on top of her, barely shifting his pelvis to slam his cock into her cunt. She was holding his ass, attempting to suffocate him further. It wasn't long until she opened her eyes and spotted me, having realised that someone was observing her. Rohit was still facing down, so he only realised what was going on when he saw my mother's astonished expression. When he raised his eyes, the sense of surprise or whatever it was had evaporated. He kept going, fucking her as if I wasn't even present.

Then I saw he was on the verge of colliding with her. Now, I know that no one would leave the moment he is about to cum. Not even when the woman he was fucking's son was present. My mother covered her face with her hands, embarrassed. Rohit sat on top of her, cumming into her stomach and pumping his seed. I could see he didn't even have a condom when he totally pulled out. His cock was coated in my mother's thick white secretions. I wasn't even in this world. My erection was so bad that it was poking through my pants. Rohit's next move was even more astonishing. He just unbuckled my slacks and tossed them to the ground. I stood there, watching what he was doing yet powerless to stop him. I was completely naked from the waist down. He yanked me up onto the bed, between my mother's spread-eagled knees. As the next logical thing to do, I leaned in and let my hard cock into my mother's freshly penetrated cunt. I slid into her now-raw opening with ease. Her mound was all moist and crimson from the thrashing she had received just a few minutes before.

I didn't want to look her in the eyes. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I wanted it to end so badly, but I was also in such a fantastic mood that I wanted it to go on forever. Fucking my mother in her sperm-filled pussy, I pumped in with vigour. I put my hands beneath her ass and slammed my cock in and out of her while hanging on to her ass flesh. I couldn't do more than ten strokes before colliding with her. She's re-filling her pussy with new come.

For a brief moment, my mother opened her eyes. There were so many feelings of resignation, hurt, and shame. She was well aware that being caught and then getting fucked by her own son was extremely humiliating. But now we all knew we couldn't talk about it, not to anyone, and certainly not among ourselves.

We all make mistakes without realising the consequences. Rohit decided that living in the colony would be too unusual for him, so he left. For my higher education, I relocated. My mother, who had no idea what she was getting herself into for that moment of lust, can rest confident that none of this will be revealed to anyone.