Secret Observation : Behind the Wardrobe

Indian story of a daughter discovering her mothers secret

My name is Soumya, this story is from 1998 in Kolkata, me and my family stay in a house in the village, my father travelled to the city for work, so it was mostly my mother and me at home, i was in my teen mostly wearing a frock and braided my hair , my mother was very beautiful, curvy and voluptuous, one day i was playing in the varanda when i thought of hiding in my parents bedroom, i went to the wardrobe and hid myself, there were gaps in the wood which gave me a complete view of the bed room, my mother entered and along with her a stranger man entered, I remember his as Mushtaq he worked with my father, and their family is very rich, he was in his 50s he called my mother as Beti, my mother was 32 then, she wore a red sari, she was sweating and her sari was sticking to her body, i could see her nipples and her cleavage was showing, my heart was racing fast as i peeped through the gap, my mother was serving him tea and he was sitting on the bed, i could smell the scent of jasmine from her wet hair and the sweet smell of her sweat, the room was filled with the aroma of sandalwood incense which my mother lit everyday.

Mushtaq was eyeing my mother's body, my mother was blushing and was serving tea with trembling hands, she was nervous and excited, she spilled some tea on her sari, she immediately tried to clean it up but Mushtaq stopped her, he took a sip of tea and placed the cup on the table, he grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to him, my mother was blushing and she had a look of surprise and excitement in her eyes, he whispered something in her ear and she nodded, he started caressing her cheeks and her neck with his rough hands, my mother was shivering and her breath was getting heavy, he kissed her neck and my mother moaned softly, her sari started to slide off her shoulders and her heavy breasts were half exposed, her sari was wet with her sweat and sticking to her body, my mother was feeling shy and was trying to cover herself, Mushtaq pushed her down on the bed and started to kiss her hard, my mother was lost in the moment she didn't resist him.

I could see Mushtaq's hands sliding over my mother's waist and then going up to her breasts, he squeezed them hard and my mother let out a loud moan, her sari was now around her waist and her petticoat was riding up, her legs were spreading and i could see the wetness in her panties, my mother's skin was glowing and she was sweating profusely, her sari was stuck to her back, showing off her round and plump buttocks, Mushtaq's hand slid into her panties and he started to play with her clit, my mother was writhing in pleasure, her moans were getting louder and her breath was coming in short gasps, the room was filled with the sweet smell of her arousal, my mother's pussy was wet and swollen.

Mushtaq took off his shirt and his chest was hairy and covered in sweat, he pulled off my mother's petticoat and panties and threw them aside, my mother's pussy was exposed to me for the first time, it was beautiful, pink and wet, my mother was now naked and spread eagled on the bed, her legs were trembling and she was begging for more, Mushtaq took his time and kissed her stomach and thighs, he spread her legs wider and started to lick her pussy, my mother's moans were now like a symphony of pleasure, her juices were flowing down her thighs and the sound of his tongue slurping was music to my ears, the scent of her arousal was making my own pussy wet, I had never felt this way before, I was experiencing something new and it was turning me on, I didn't know what it was but I liked it.

Mushtaq took off his lungi and his cock was standing tall and erect, it was thick and veiny and was covered in precum, he slid it into my mother's pussy and she screamed, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, he was fucking her hard and fast, my mother's tits were bouncing up and down and her eyes were rolled back in pleasure, the bed was squeaking and the headboard was banging against the wall, my mother's nails were digging into the bed sheet and her toes were curling up, the sight was erotic and mesmerizing, I couldn't take my eyes off them.

Mushtaq was now fucking my mother in different positions, her sari was torn and she was wearing just her blouse which was half open and her breasts were bouncing with every thrust, her skin was shiny with sweat and their bodies were sticking together, the smell of their sex was intoxicating, it was a mix of sweat, cum and my mother's sweet scent, it was driving me crazy, I started to touch myself, my panties were soaked and my clit was begging for attention, I slid my hand into my panties and started to rub it, I was feeling something that I had never felt before, it was a mix of pleasure and pain, it was intense.

Mushtaq was now fucking my mother doggy style, her ass was in the air and he was slapping it with his hand, she was moaning and begging for him to go deeper, I could see her pussy stretching and contracting with every thrust, my mother's juices were dripping down her thighs and onto the bed, her pussy was red and swollen, she was in ecstasy, Mushtaq pulled out his cock and came all over her back and ass, the sight was so erotic, his cum was mixing with her sweat and her juices, she was glowing in the dim light of the room, I had never seen my mother like this before, she was an animal in heat and Mushtaq was her master.

They collapsed on the bed, both breathless and exhausted, my mother's body was glowing with satisfaction, her hair was a mess and she was smiling, Mushtaq kissed her on the neck and whispered something in her ear, she giggled and blushed, the room was filled with the scent of their love making, it was a heady mix of sweat, cum and pussy, I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed, I was in awe of my mother's beauty and sexuality, I didn't know that women could be so desirable and men could be so powerful.

Mushtaq got dressed and left, my mother didn't even bother to cover herself up, she was in a daze, she went to the bathroom and took a shower, I waited for her to come out so I could talk to her, but she didn't come out for a long time, I was worried so I went to check on her, she was sitting on the bathroom floor crying, I asked her what happened, she looked at me with teary eyes and said nothing, she hugged me and told me she loved me, she said she was feeling guilty but she couldn't help herself, she needed it, I didn't know what to say, I just hugged her back and told her it's okay.

From that day onwards my mother started to change, she was more affectionate towards me, she started to dress more revealingly and she started to look at me in a different way, I knew she was hiding something from me, but I didn't dare to ask, I had my own secret, the secret of my mother's sexuality and my newfound desires, I started to masturbate thinking about what I had seen, I started to explore my own body, I was a teenager and my body was changing, my breasts were growing and my hips were widening, I started to feel a strange attraction towards older men, I didn't know it then but I was becoming a woman.

The smell of sandalwood incense and jasmine still takes me back to that hot and humid day in Kolkata, to the moment when I realized what it meant to be a woman, to be desired, to be loved, to be lusted after, to be powerful, it was a moment that changed my life forever, it was the moment I discovered the dark and erotic side of love and desire, it was the moment I became a part of the world of secrets and lies, a world that I embraced with open arms and never looked back.

To be Continued