Voyeur diaries - Watching mom's acts
Hi. My name is Anoop (not my real one), and my age is 24 years. I live in the garden city of Bangalore, the capital of my state and famous for dosa. I am writing about my first experience where I was shocked and horny to see my homely Mom having affairs with several men. So I’ll describe the story which I saw as it is. Let me describe my Mom first, her name is Jayalaxmi, and everyone used to call her Jaya. Her age is 48 years, and though she’s well educated, she didn’t go for any job after marriage. Before marriage, she worked as a primary school teacher for a brief time. She was the typical homely South Indian lady. Her daily routine included waking early and making breakfast for everyone. Having a bath and watching TV in the afternoon till Dad and I returned home (that’s what I thought till now). She was a very homely type. I have never seen her in anything other than sarees and rarely chudidars when she goes out. At home, she wears either a saree or sleeved cotton nightys. She was pretty fair in complexion. She had the flesh at the right places around her waist, arms and thighs. She was around 5’5 and weight 70 kg. She had a pretty smile and a beautiful face. To anyone looking at her for the first time, her age would look a maximum of 40. Her figure I found later was 36c-32-38. I have had a few close friends since my school or college days. Most of them stayed in my same locality. We had a double-storeyed house, and our area was silent, with little public noise. My dad worked as a supervisor in an industry in the city and was pretty hard-working. He left around 8 am and returned by 7 pm. I recently joined a call centre for business. I would go around 9 am and return by 4. One of my friends’ names was Kumar, and he was my school friend. He often used to visit our house and sometimes have food also. He was close with all of us, especially Mom. I have seen her smiling and talking nicely many times. But it was all like a son’s affection. This incident happened when I left for my job at 9 am. My call centre had a huge power snag. I was told to work from home for the next few days. I returned home, which is 20 minutes from my company. I should have called and told Mom I was coming for lunch. But decided that anyway, I’m going, so I’m not needed. I normally entered through the main door when I parked my vehicle outside. As our area was very calm, it was our habit not to lock the door usually. But while entering inside, I noticed a familiar voice and saw new footwear on the stand. I was a bit wondering what was happening. I recognised the voice as that of Kumar. It seemed that he and Mom were talking and laughing about something. They were not in the hall or the kitchen next to the passage. The next room was my room, and after that was my parent’s bedroom. So the sounds were coming from there. The door was closed from the inside. I was having strange thoughts. I could listen to their conversation by keeping my ear on the keyhole. It was like this Kumar: Aunty nija est dina aitu navu madi please ivattu madana. (Aunty, it’s so many days since we did. Today let’s do it.) Mom: Ee time alli na? Nange kelsa ide kano adige ardha bittu bandidu. Neenu hogbeku alva nim manege nim amma wait madta irtare. ( At this time? I have work. I left cooking and came here. Your Mom also will be searching for you) Kumar: Enilla aunty nan heli bande late agute anta. Please bega madana ond sala (It’s ok Aunty, I’ve told in the home let’s do it fast.) I was getting a bit angry and peeped through the same keyhole. I could see everything clearly and also hear them. Kumar was sitting with Mom on the bed. Her hands were lifted, and he was pressing her boobs and caressing her belly from her side over her nighty. I was angry and wanted to go in and blast him right there. But something was holding me back. I again peeped and had a very hard erection seeing Mom like that. Mom: Aithu kano but bega mugsu. (Ok, finish soon) Kumar smiled and got up and made Mom also get up. Now he pulled Mom holding her by the shoulder, towards her and kissed her badly. She was reciprocating very well, with no signs of any resistance or anything. My dick was jumping in my pants. While kissing, he was moving his hands all over her ass and back snd and was murmuring continually. “I love you, aunty. Tumba sexy ide nim body. Ahhhh est dina aitu.” (Your body is sexy. It’s been so long.) Mom was also closing her eyes and running her hands behind his back to pull him closer. As he was taller than Mom, he had to bend slightly to match her kiss. They were licking every part of her lips, face, and cheeks. Soon he made Mom turn to the other side. He began kissing her from the back of her bare neck and earlobes. His other hand was unzipping her nightly. While doing this, he was gyrating his dick on my Mom’s ass from behind in a circular motion as if humping her. Now he pulled off the nighty from below, lifting it completely off. Mom lifted her hands and supported him. Ah, what a sexy body she had. She wore a black bra and petticoat, and her Milky white waist and back were smooth. Kumar started playing with her boobs from behind. Fondling her bare back and ass cheeks from behind. I didn’t see her face, but she was definitely enjoying it. Now he held and pushed her into the bed. She was lying there with hands spread over her head. He came near her and unhooked her bra, putting his hands behind him. She was naked completely above her waist now. Her boobs were superb like two milky marble monuments with perfect shape and big black areolas and nipples almost cone-shaped. He went on top of her and began playing with each in one hand while Mom tightly shut her eyes. Soon he started sucking on them like ripe mangoes and making slurping sounds. Mom was moaning, “Ah, amma,” in pleasure. Soon he left her and undressed himself.