Time was Just Ripe

The cat crossed the street and sat wagging its tail on the steps of
the house just opposite to us as though it was mocking at me.
Gayathri, my mother began slapping her cheeks with both her hands,
looked up to the sky and began praying as foolishly as she has always
remained. I knew it is going to take a few more minutes before I can
finally leave for college, which is a couple of miles away from my
house.

What a bad omen! my mother panted as she rushed inside the house and
returned with a glass of water.

Take a few sips of water while I will keep an eye on the street, She
began looking out for any more cats; widows; people who never had
issues; anything which she considered as a bad omen if they came
across me while I stepped down from the house. It was then that some
of my classmates went past our house looking at me standing on the
steps, glancing at the cat which was still sitting in the opposite
direction and smiled as they knew what was going on.

I am getting late, I groaned at my mom impatiently.

Wait, She replied without even bothering to look at me. It is your
annual examinations; I don't want you to take any risks.

Luckily for me, a woman emerged from the corner of the street walking
in the direction towards our house. Immediately my mother's face began
glowing in delight.

Rama! You can leave now, She hurriedly said. Mrs.Anajaneyalu is
coming in the far. What a good omen! She is a complete woman with
plenty of children.

I felt just short of banging my head against the pillar in disgust
getting fed up with all these superstitions. I began walking down the
streets towards the bus stop but not before listening to some words of
wisdom from my mother about how I should fare in the day's
examination. The days when I used to sympathize with my mother for all
her idiotic superstitions are gone for all reasons; nowadays I tend to
get irritated with her behavior which sometimes hurt others.

I have always remembered my mother as a very religious woman although
my Dad wasn't particularly interested in any spiritual activities. He
did go to temples but never bothered about any blind beliefs much to
my mother's disappointment. He was justified in ridiculing some of the
strictures my mother used to enforce in the pretext of good and bad
omens. My mother never ventured outside on Tuesdays; she always
followed the spiritual calendar while buying new things; she fasted
once in a week; she never allowed certain people to enter our house
beyond the first enclosure citing several reasons. In short she was a
pain in the neck for me as well as my father. It was a strange
coincidence that my father was run over by a truck while he had gone
out to meet somebody during some 'inauspicious time' which only
reinforced my mother's faith on these superstitions more strongly.
Since then, our family had become a sort of a topic of discussion in
the entire village for all the nonsense my mother did in the name of
belief.

I felt slightly relaxed to see my close friend Gopu waiting for the
bus. I smiled at him friendly for which he did not respond. For a
moment I thought he hadn't noticed me but as I got closer I was
convinced that he did see me coming although he looked the other way
as if he wasn't interested in talking to me at all. I somehow managed
to conceal my confusion, went up to him and patted on his shoulders.

What is the matter with you? Why should you be so angry with me?

He did look at me this time but preferred to keep silent. I was
growing anxious to know what could be the cause of his indifference
but as I could see the town bus approaching, I decided to speak to him
inside. I boarded the bus and sat next to Gopu and smiled again,
determined to make him speak.

What is wrong with you? I queried. I had wandered all over the town
to get the book you needed. I don't know why you did not turn up to
collect that. I even don't know why you are avoiding me today.

Gopu turned at me and smiled wryly. I was getting irritated about his
impertinence and felt as though I was about to run out of patience. I
quietly bought the tickets for both of us discarding his resistance
and kept talking to him before he finally exploded.

I came to your house yesterday, He began speaking in a disturbed
tone. Your mother insulted me on the door steps and I returned
without collecting the book.

Immediately after listening to what Gopu said, I felt hurt, humiliated
and soon I was furious.

Insulted? I looked straight into his eyes and questioned. What for?

Gopu looked through the window for a moment before he answered.

She told me that I am an untouchable and was not supposed to have
come to your house, His face went rigid as he spoke. She said that I
needed to wait till at least one month passed after my grandmother's
death before I could visit anybody.

I slammed my forehead in disgust while some of the passengers looked
at me hearing the slapping noise sending me deeper into further
embarrassment. I was grinding my teeth in anger listening to one more
episode of my mother's superstition hurting somebody else.

She is stupid, I roared. She still lives a few generations behind and
there is no reason you should feel disturbed about whatever she said.

Gopu remained still as I could see drops of tears gathering in the
corner of his eyes. My arms went around his shoulders to hug him
gently before I spoke in consolation.

Forget whatever happened, I tried to cheer him up a bit although I
myself was feeling terribly upset about my mother. Gopu soon returned
to normalcy and began smiling gently although his eyes and rose
looked terribly reddish. By the time the bus reached our college, I
managed to bring out his usual self by discussing about the science
fiction book I had bought for him. His eyes were lit in excitement
when I told him that I saw his girlfriend in the bookstall. I was
glad that I have succeeded in retaining a good friend. But, my blood
pressure kept mounting at the very thought of my mother. The anger
kept lingering in me even while I was attending the examinations.
Once I got out of the college, I had made up my mind to teach a few
lessons to my mother for all she has done to my dearest friend.

Gopu did realize that I was furious about my mother. An understanding
friend that he is, he did not let me go home after college and instead
took me to the town park. I was feeling somewhat relaxed in the
company of Gopu and a few more friends spending a couple of hours in
the park. Honestly I was very relaxed as I reached home with not even
a shade of anger left in me. But, I wasn't aware that the biggest
provocation from my mother was about to unfold.

It was nearing sunset when I was about to step out. As I was getting
into my slippers, I heard my mother calling me from the kitchen.

Rama, she yelled out from inside. You are not supposed to go out
before seven. The lunar eclipse is on and your star is going to be
the worst sufferer.

I closed my eyes as another rage of anger was getting over me.

You need to have a bath after seven in the well water. I have kept a
coconut, some flowers and some coins which you need to offer in the
temple.

Ma! I shouted unable to control my disgust. If I leave after seven I
won't have enough time to talk to my friends.

My mother suddenly emerged from the kitchen in the ceremonious attire
as she always does on days of religious importance.

You are free to visit your friends tomorrow, She was dictating to me.
It is not good for both of us if you go out while the eclipse is on.

Don't be ignorant, I somehow contained my urge to tell her 'Don't be
stupid.'

I am not ignorant, she retorted in the same tone and continued. I
have seen things happening and can't take any more. Better wait till
seven, finish your bath and I won't stop you going out.

I threw off the slippers and walked back inside the house fuming in my
heart. It is high time I have to put an end to all these illogical
rubbish. I switched on the TV and kept flipping the channels as I was
in no mood to watch anything really. The clock struck seven and my
mother came rushing towards me reminding me that I should take bath
before twenty minutes as the second phase of the inauspicious time
would follow soon after.

Come quickly, She was cautioning me. I have to take bath once you
have done.

It would be extremely difficult for me to explain what went through my
mind at that point of time. If I were permitted to kill someone, it
would have been my mother. It was mid December and I was fetching
buckets of chill water from the well and pouring it all over me. I was
trembling as I finished bathing and reached out for a dry towel in
desperation.

Just prostrate in front of the family deities before putting on dry
clothes, My mother seemed to have plenty of advices all through. I
was in no mood to worship the God as I stood inside the worship room.
In fact, I was cursing all the Gods as to why I was born to the most
idiotic woman on the earth. In the meantime, my mother had rushed
towards the well and I could hear her chanting some slogans as she
kept pouring a few buckets of water. I got amused for a moment
listening to her chants as I couldn't get even a single word as her
voice was shivering. Soon I could listen to the noise of her legs
brushing against her clothes slogged in well water. As I opened my
eyes, I saw her coming towards the worship room. She prostrated
before the idols, still chanting something and the floor was getting
sticky with drops of water spilt all over. I was staring at my
mother, not with anger though. It was a moment of some awakening for
me as I watched her bend forward prostrating. It was a sort of a
thunderbolt for me as I felt for the first time that I am seeing my
own mother with sexual intentions. Before I could comprehend what was
going through my mind, my eyes had already strayed down on her large
butt cheeks under the cover of a really moist saree. She got up on
her feet, made a couple of rounds from right to left while her lips
kept murmuring some slogan all through. Her lips weren't bad either!

She opened her eyes while I still kept staring at her and I wasn't
thinking of lowering my eyes or moving them away from my mother. She
looked at me in the manner she usually does and her eyes emanated rays
of surprise as she realized that I was watching her without batting
eyelids.

Why are you looking at me like this? Her voice was tinged with real
surprise. I preferred not to answer, kept staring at her as my eyes
began descending from her face to her chest, to her waist, to her
well shaped thighs before they reached her sleek legs. Probably she
gauged the few sparks of lust in my eyes as she tried hard to conceal
whatever flesh portions that were exposed to me.

I never thought. I stammered for a split second before completing my
statement. You look so wonderful.

Oh, She just hushed while I could see that she was slightly
embarrassed. I am going to be 45 soon.

I remained silent momentarily before I spoke again, I am still
surprised. You will be soon 45 although your body seems to be defying
your age.

That's enough, She retorted with a firm voice. You shouldn't be
talking to me like this.

As she began walking away, I followed her till both of us were out of
the worship room. She halted for a moment, turned around and stared at
me as though she didn't like the idea of me going behind her. While
she stood I noticed that the mid portion of her wet saree weighing
heavily on my mother's breasts had slipped down a few inches revealing
a half of her left breast. I could see clearly that she wasn't wearing
a bra as her nipples were clearly exposed beneath the wet light
blouse. I have had hardons countless times although I felt my dick
getting aroused seeing my own mother. Strange though, my left hand
reached down to cover my bulge which kept swelling very quickly. My
mother's eyes followed my hand till it reached my crotch and I could
see her face changing red almost instantly.

I haven't noticed till date that you don't wear bras, I began
gathering some courage and spoke although I was hell bent on talking
dirty with my own mother.

Oh God! Her hands went up and rested on her ears as though she
couldn't believe what I said. Unknowingly, she was revealing more of
her body by lifting her arms up, letting her saree to slide right
between her wonderful tits. Something had taken over me as I began
walking towards my mother and after a momentary hesitation; I
stretched my hands to rest on her waist, clutching her muscles. She
repelled like a spring at once and took a couple of steps backwards.

Ramu, She hissed in a tone indicating that she hadn't expected that I
would ever touch her body. I couldn't remember the last time that I
ever touched her but couldn't recollect it had happened in the near
past.

It is a big sin, she said as I began moving towards her with my eyes
now pinned on her breasts.

I want to talk something with you, I held her shoulders and my head
tilted towards her.

No, She tried to push off my hands in vain as I was gripping her
quite hard.

Looks like some evil has got in you, She looked as though she wasn't
unable to digest the sudden spurt of my lust. I wanted to hug her but
it took a few attempts before she finally came inside my arms
although she was struggling to get relieved. Although my arms were
wrapped around her, she ensured that the lower part of her body never
got anywhere near my throbbing bulge. My lips rested on her neck and
began treading beneath her chin while I deliberately breathed hard to
let my hot air fall on her smooth skin. My fingers began stroking her
moist hair as she began panting; sure enough not any slogans this
time around.

You don't seem to be aware of what you are doing She murmured as my
hands reached further down to grip her firm ass cheeks tightly. I
could feel my dick stirring inside my brief immediately after I began
feeling her wet body all over me while my hands remained stubborn on
her ass cheeks.

You haven't come into my room for quite sometime, I whispered into
your ears. Immediately I could feel drops of water being sprinkled on
my shoulders as my mother began shaking her head.

No, She spoke in a shallow voice. Not today at least.

For a moment, I loosened my grip on her ass cheeks and before she
could get away, I held her face in between my hands and leaned forward
towards her lips. My eyes closed for a split second smelling the
fragrance of the turmeric paste before my lips eagerly settled on
hers. After brushing either side of her lips gently, I slowly took her
lips inside my mouth for what was to be my first kiss to my mother.
Soon I could feel the tips of our tongue meeting inside my mouth as my
hands inched up to her waist again. She moaned inside my mouth for a
while before stopping and letting her body loose while she wasn't
pushing me anymore. I moved her sideways against the wall, pressed my
body hard against hers to let my throbbing bulge right in between her
thighs. A gentle shiver ran through her body as her hands went through
my armpit and resting on the back of my head. Is she aroused? I
thought as I began moving up and down to make her feel how my dick has
hardened as it kept brushing her thighs and stomach as I moved. With
closed eyes, she was biting her lower lips while our wet bodies began
warming up.

Are you coming to my room?

Without waiting for her reply, I began walking towards my room while
she kept moving showing no hint of resistance. No sooner I got inside
the room, my hands immediately latched the door from inside before
indulging in one more prolonged kiss on her lips.

I will get the bed ready, I hushed. I let her off as I knew that she
wouldn't protest anymore and unrolled the mat on the floor. She kept
watching me as I spread a thick blanket on the mat so that she
wouldn't feel the hard surface of the floor. I was wondering if she
was enough aroused to strip on her own even though my hands were
itching to pull her saree to see her rolling. She stood leaning on
the wall with her left leg bent and placed a few inches above the
floor on the wall. My mouth started watering to see her posing
erotically as I crawled towards her on my knees. I started rolling
her saree and petticoat together upwards till I reached her waist. My
eyes stuck right in between her legs for a while as I could see a few
drops of her precum already sparkling on her thickly haired pussy. My
tongue popped out of my mouth out of sheer excitement of seeing her
womanhood. I lowered my head till I reached her feet and began
licking her right from her ankles. She jumped again as my tongue
brushed her legs for the first time but soon moved her legs slightly
apart to facilitate me inch higher on her legs. I was licking every
inch of her legs making those tender hair on her legs to stand aright
in excitement. As my head moved upwards, my hands massaged her legs
as though I was wiping whatever saliva left on her skin. It was when
I reached her knees that I began hearing some snapping sounds. As I
looked up, she had already hung the top end of her saree sideways and
was unbuttoning her blouse. I buried my face in between her lower
thighs and began motioning sideways. I haven't had a shave for almost
a week now and as such my thorny hair on the cheeks began teasing the
soft skin of her thighs. Her saree soon fell on my head in a heap. I
pushed it off to fall on the floor and looked up to watch her naked
tits hanging well over my head. My blood was flowing like a stream of
hot fluid throughout my body as my lips got just an inch away from
her well covered womanhood. I began stroking all over her hairy pussy
to feel her lips within no time. I placed my nose in between her
pussy lips and moved up and down a few times making her moan louder
than before. Soon I replaced my nose with my chin to make sideways
movements evoking the same response from my mother. Just as I
eventually placed my lips on her pussy, her fingers held my hair in a
cluster and as I looked up, she leaned forward bringing her bare
breasts hanging much closer to my eyes. Her areolas were as big as
the lids of talcum powder containers.

Take me to the bed, She pleaded. I reached out to her tits hanging
above me, cupped them with both my hands; pressed them as gentle as I
can before I got on my heels. I took just a step backwards before
undoing the towel. Both of us were nude to the hilt. She kept walking
with me to the bed and sat down even before I thought of bringing her
down. I went very close to her, held my freed hardened meat with my
left hand and shook it in front of her face. She blushed before lying
sideways resting on her bent left arm letting her left nipple almost
touching the blanket. I walked around and got right behind her while
she looked at me somewhat perplexed. I wasn't having any intentions
to poke her ass. I just needed some more foreplay before plunging
inside her pussy.

I hugged her from behind after sliding her dense long hair as my bare
chest touched her fleshy back. My left hand found its way underneath
her armpit to hold her left breast gleefully. It was a terrific
feeling to have her enormous tits on my palm while she swung her head
from right to left. She flexed her body nicely, letting her right arm
to go over my left shoulder thereby exposing her right breast as well.
My right hand rushed towards her mountainous flesh. Both my hands were
positioned on her breasts and they soon began squeezing and stroking
all over. My thumbs occasionally kneaded her nipples forcing my mother
to jerk like a teenage girl.

Go down a bit, I spoke while pushing her gently further down till it
was convenient for me to take my mouth towards her right breast. Her
hard right nipple looked as though it was inviting my mouth for some
feast. My head bowed down enough to reach close to her right tit and
she swirled immediately after my chin touched her nipple. My tongue
jumped out of my mouth without waiting for any orders and began to
lash at her perky nipple. She kept swirling and swaying while she
kept letting louder moans. My itching right hand got into the act by
cupping her right tit, squeezing it softly while I was slowly
devouring her wonderful globe. She arched her body letting her ass
cheeks to bang against my waist and my long dick found the way right
between her thighs. Was she shivering?

Bite them, She spoke with her eyes partly closed. I obliged at once
by holding her nipple right in between my teeth. My tongue kept
brushing the portion of her nipple which was inside my mouth caught
in between my teeth.

I want you to do it right now, she ordered. Do it!

I stopped teasing her tits immediately after she instructed. I began
pulling her up gently. Her body was resting on her elbows and knees as
if she wanted it doggystyle.

I love to do that in this position, I said excitedly. It could feel
very nasty!

She had now completely turned her back to me, leaning over with her
fleshy butts raised above and close to my face. I got up and went as
close as I could while she began adjusting her waist to let me
position the right way. I took just a second to let my meat inside her
sopping pussy and began to drive my dick deep inside, inch by inch.

That's it she yelled. Oh, baby! It has been so long!

Listening to my mother's erotic utterances kept me going harder as my
hips moved back and forth gathering momentum as every second passed.
It was an unbelievable moment to be fucking my own mother doggy style
as I curiously watched my dick pounding her very moist hole. I felt
somewhat proud to see my dick vanish inside my mother only to emerge
at once in an unimaginable speed. My mother kept saying just one word
all the time-'Give me more'. I knew that her pussy lips were wide
enough to take my dick without much difficulty. She was pushing her
back hard against me letting my strong thighs smash against her huge
butt cheeks and producing continuous noise. As I looked sideways, I
could clearly see her breasts moving back and forth keeping in pace
with her body movement.
Raaaamuuuu! She screamed in joy letting my dick plunge deeper and
deeper.

Deeper! Deeper!! Even while she kept screaming, I could feel her
coming on my dick. Her body shuddered for a split second while I kept
slamming my shaft in lightning speed till she finally climaxed.

I am finished! she was lamenting although I was unrelenting on her
pussy. I was gripping her waist firmly while my rod was rigging her
pussy apart. Soon, my cock erupted like a mini volcano sending hot
lumps of my thick semen deep inside her wet pussy.

She stopped squealing and I too halted seconds after I had exploded
into her. For a moment I felt the whole world went silent all of a
sudden as it was just the gasps that I could hear. I looked at my
mother who was drenched in perspiration. I went down on the bed sheet
with exhaustion as well as excitement. I was pointlessly watching the
roofing and heaving long breathes. My mother was the first to recover,
gathering her clothes from all over the room. I waited till she looked
into my eyes and after a moment of no expressions, she flashed a smile
which I haven't seen ever before.

As she began walking out of the room, I managed to speak although
gasping still.
Did we complete before the inauspicious time?

She turned around snarling at me, picked up a pillow and threw at me.

You are a very bad boy!