Mom Fucked in a Farmhouse Ch. 03

Repost of a story, with small changes, that i had earlier posted under a different username.

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I woke up wondering why I was feeling so miserable and angry. Looking at my surroundings, I remembered why. It was around 10 a.m. and I could hear some voices outside so I got up and after freshening up, went outside the room.

Dad was awake and talking with Chandra, "We'll leave immediately."

Chandra said, "I will go to Bangalore, you can handle Kanpur. This is a cluster-fuck but we'll straighten it out. We'll show everyone that my confidence in you has not been misplaced."

I didn't understand all that was being discussed but it seemed that some of the factories that Chandra had helped my dad get contracts for were experiencing some sort of crisis and they had to go onsite for some firefighting.

Chandra said to dad, "No need to spoil your family's holiday. They can stay here and enjoy the place. The surroundings are quite scenic. You will be back by tomorrow any way. This way we can both leave together and you can reach Kanpur without delay."

"Sounds good." dad replied.

So a few minutes later, we said our goodbyes and I and mom were left alone in the strange big house. Chandra was gone but I had a feeling that he was up to something.

In the meantime, as long as we were alone I decided to have a talk with mom. But before that I needed to look for some papers.

This was early 1970s, when India still practiced socialism. Private enterprises were heavily regulated and taxed and the government controlled and tried to provide all services. Naturally there was widespread corruption and it took ages and a small fortune in bribes to get anything done.

Telephones were a luxury only afforded by the rich. You needed to register with a government agency to get a telephone and it could take up to ten years to actually get a connection. And then you had to pay the lineman a bribe to do his job and actually install the phone for you.

So, as phones were so rare, Chandra mostly communicated with his henchmen and bosses using paper. I needed some samples of his communications. I had practiced forging handwriting and signatures, etc during the past two years.

After mom went to take a nap, I scoured the whole house and after a couple of hours was on the verge of giving up when I hit the jackpot.

In a small dusty room filled with junk, I found carefully filed communications and three chests full of gold biscuits, jewels and currency.

Studying the papers confirmed all I had learnt about Chandra's political, business and criminal relationships. I also learnt two new things.

Chandra was doing business with two rival mafia dons, double-crossing and swindling them regularly.

The second thing I found was a file containing pictures of some women and some information about them. Evidently, mom wasn't his first victim. None of them had a good ending: some were dead, others seemed to have ended up in brothels all across the country and also in some Gulf countries.

I heard mom calling my name so I quickly put everything back in its place and hobbled out.

"I've fixed us something to eat, would you like to have lunch now" asked mom.

We ate mostly in silence. After we had finished eating, I decided to be direct with mom, "What's going on between you and Chandra, mom?"

She seemed shocked and was silent for a few moments, then tears welled up in her eyes and she started sobbing, "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

My heart sank, fearing that I had misread the situation. I asked, "Do you... love him?"

She looked up, her eyes filled with rage, her beautiful face contorted with hatred, "I HATE him... I want to kill him... kill him! I want him DEAD!"

Then she started sobbing even more loudly.

Relieved, I moved towards her and putting my good arm around her shoulders said, "I can take him down but I need your help."

Surprised, she looked up at me, "How? That bastard is well-connected."

"Come with me." I took mom to the room with the documents.

"I've been learning all about Chandra's dealings and how he communicates with his underlings, for the past two years. Look at these papers, this is how he communicates.

Letters bearing his seal and signature are dropped at specific shops throughout the district. They are picked up by his minions who follow his orders and communicate with him the same way."

Mom was listening intently, so I continued, "Look at this, he's been serving two rival masters and swindling them both."

Mom read the letters and documents I had handed to her but remained quiet.

"We can use all this to make sure that none of his bosses will be too bothered to find him if he disappears and they hear a rumor that he's dead."

For the first time, she seemed excited, "How do you plan to make him disappear?"

"We'll need to buy a strong anesthetic injection and a syringe and needle."

"When will we inject it, assuming we get the drug?"

I hesitated, "When he's already asleep would be easiest."

Mom understood that she will be the one to make sure he's asleep and nodded grimly, "Whatever it takes to get rid of him. What then?"

"We tie him up and finish him off."

"I want that monster to die a slow, lonely, painful death. I want him to be as terrified as his victims... but do you have the drug with you?"

"No" I replied, "We'll need to go into the city for that but there's no car here and there's no transportation available from this godforsaken place."

"Your dad will be back by tomorrow. We'll work something out then. The scumbag will be gone for a few more days, so we'll have some time to prepare."

I thought it best to keep my doubts to myself that Chandra had probably schemed to keep dad away for much longer.

We spent the rest of the day scouting the woods behind the house. There wasn't a soul for miles around. We chose a place behind an abandoned wooden shed not far from the house to dig Chandra's grave.

We decided to dig the hole after we had knocked Chandra out, so as not to arouse any suspicions.

It was early evening by the time we got back in the house. Mom was finally in good spirits; she had a determined look in her lovely face that I had never seen before. Yes, my plan was going to work.

Around 8 p.m. we noticed the lights of a car approaching the house and coming in through the front gate.

"It must be your dad." mom said brightly.

But I couldn't shake a feeling of dread.

My fears were confirmed when Chandra walked in through the front door and looking lustfully at mom, announced, "I didn't need to go to Bangalore, the mess got sorted out. But your husband will need to go straight to Calcutta after the Kanpur mess is sorted."

We still didn't have the 'knock out' drug.

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So Chandra was back and the way I figured it, he had already ensured that Dad would be away for days on end so that he could have my mom all to himself.

I'd spent the past hour sitting alone in my room, trying to keep my mind away from mom's screams and moans and Chandra's groans of pleasure coming from his room. I tried to review my plan but my train of thought kept getting interrupted by thoughts of what must be going on in the other room.

We could simply tie Chandra up when he was asleep but that was too risky, he was too strong for mom and I was useless in a brawl thanks to my disability.

"AAAUUUUHHHH!! AUU!! OW! OW!! OHH! OOHHHH!! HUUMMMFFF!! FUUHHAAOW!!" mom screamed.

He must be inside her ass. He always started with her ass.

FOCUS!

No, we can't take any risks, we'll have only one shot at this. Can't afford any mistakes. We need that damn drug to knock him out. I couldn't find the drug Chandra had used to knock dad out the other night anywhere in the house. We'd have to go to the city.

"AAAAHHHH!! AAHH! FUCKKK! FUCK MEEE!!" mom shouted again.

She must be cumming, betrayed by her body again.

STOP THAT! FOCUS!!

I knew of a few pharmacies in the city that also doubled as Chandra's communication points. I could get what I needed and also drop some fake orders in Chandra's name, putting hits on both his rival bosses; using different communication points, of course.

There was a telephone connection in the house, two telephones on the same line, one in the front room and the other in his bedroom. But from what I could tell it was used only for his legitimate businesses.

"HHMMmm!! MMmm! Ow!! Ow! Oh! Oh! OH!!" mom yelped like a puppy.

What? She's taking him in her pussy? She makes those sounds when her pussy is getting fucked.

SHE'S YOUR MOM, YOU SICK KNUCKLEHEAD!

We couldn't just kill Chandra. It would be extremely dangerous if his bosses found out. We needed to ensure that they wouldn't come looking for his killers. They wouldn't have time for that if they were too busy trying to kill each other. But after the dust settles, they shouldn't try to look for Chandra. To ensure that, I would need to drop some documents to show that he had been cheating them both and had tried to take them out. This would need to be accompanied by evidence that Chandra was dead.

Dead silence! The sounds of moans had stopped. What was going on? Was mom alright?

I gave in to my curiosity and went up the crawlspace to check up on mom.

Mom was lying on the bed in Chandra's arms, both stark naked. The bed sheet near her hips seemed soaked; she must have squirted a liter of her love juices.

Chandra was lying oh his back, his large limp cock glistened with their mingled juices. Mom was lying on her side, her lovely head resting on his hairy chest, her left arm draped across his belly and smooth left folded across his left thigh.

Chandra was caressing her sexy body with his right hand, his left hand was thrown across her glistening, smooth white back, squeezing her full, round buttocks. He was talking to her.

"... the way you opened up your ass the first morning we were together?"

"Mm hmm, hmm hmm", mom giggled.

"I knew I had to make you mine. I've never fucked another woman like you." he kissed her soft pink cheek.

"I've never been fucked the way you fuck me," mom replied huskily.

"Your husband doesn't satisfy you?"

"No, he does. But with you, its different..," mom fell silent.

"You like how I fuck you?"

Mom whispered, "Ohh, yess!"

"We can fuck anytime we want if you become my 'rakhail' (Hindi word for a kept woman or mistress)

"What? No!", mom sat up but Chandra still kept clutching her right buttock with his left hand.

"I love my husband."

"I'll make sure you live in luxury. You would do well to agree to this," his voice had grown menacing.

"I can't leave my husband, I won't!" but there was fear in mom's voice.

She was shaking with fear and rage, causing her lovely large breasts to jiggle. Her fear and jiggling breasts seemed to arouse Chandra as his cock started to grow hard again.

"We'll talk about this later.", he said "now suck my cock."

Mom obediently held his cock in her right hand and lowered her head to take it into her mouth. He started to caress her head with his right hand and continued squeezing her ass with his other hand, "Aahhhh, fucckk, you're one good cocksucker!"

Mom put her lips around his cock head and sucked hard, noisily.

Then she opened her lips and moving her face up, started licking the tip of his cock.

Chandra spread his legs and made mom kneel between them; she sat kneeling, her buttocks resting on her heels and bent down to take his cock in her mouth again, holding its base with both hands, her large pendulous breasts pressed on her knees. She started sucking, moving her head up and down, up and down, moaning, "Mmmm, hmmm, mmmuuaahhh, hhaammmhh, slurrp, sllurrrp, hac, hac, haccchh, cough, cough!"

She was trying to take all of his cock into her mouth, making her choke on it. Then mom moved her head up, popping Chandra's cock out of her mouth. Opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue she started licking the length of his giant cock. Running her pretty pink tongue down the underside of this cock, she reached his balls, licking and gently sucking them one by one.

Chandra moved his hips and knees up and pressed mom's head down with his right hand, pushing her face toward his toxic butthole.

Mom realized what he wanted and shutting her eyes, scowled and shaking her head, whispered, "Nnoo, please!"

But Chandra kept up the pressure on her head. So she gave up protesting and again opening her mouth licked the space between his balls and butt crack. Then moving even lower, she started licking his crack, making him groan with pleasure.

Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table started ringing loudly.

Startled, mom looked up.

Chandra looked at her, "None of my people know I'm here. It must be your husband, calling to speak to you."

I could also hear the phone in the front room ringing.

"My husband...?"

"Forgotten your husband already?" he laughed, "Answer the phone. And don't tell him I'm here."

Mom sat up and reached over to pick up the phone.

This was before the telecom revolution in India. In those days, in order to make a long distance call, you had to call up the telephone exchange and book a 'trunk call'. The telephone operator would book the call for you and try to connect the call anytime within the next 24 hours. When the connection would be made, the operator would call the callee and connect them to the caller. Making the connection usually took several hours. And when the call did get through, it was like speaking to the other person across a deep, long tunnel. Both the parties had to yell at the top of their lungs to be heard. The calls frequently got disconnected without warning.

Mom answered the phone, "Hello?... yes, speaking... yes, please connect him."

Then, to Chandra, she whispered, "It's him" and tried to get off the bed.

But Chandra had other ideas. He quickly moved his legs between her thighs and made mom straddle him.

"Ride me, princess." he said.

Mom looked at him horrified, "NO!" she whispered.

"OH HELLO HONEY!" she shouted into the phone, "YOU'RE STILL IN KANPUR...?"

Chandra grabbed her waist with both hands and started pressing her hips down onto his massive erection.

Mom gave up fighting and holding Chandra's cock pointed it towards her wet, pink pussy, "I MISS YOU SO MUCH!"

She lowered her hips to encircle the tip of his cock with her delicate pussy lips, "CALCUTTAAAAHH??... WHYYY??"

Chandra pulled her hips down while thrusting up himself, impaling her, "OOOHHHH!! IIEEE SEEEEE HHHuuuuhnn!"

But only his large cockhead was inside her.

Chandra spanked her lightly, so mom started moving her hips up and down, slowly taking more and more oh his thick ten inch erection into her, "Ohhh,...? Our son's SLEEEEEPINGGG!!"

He gave her one hard upward thrust and he was all the way in.

"AAAWWWGHH, NNOOO!! HEE'SS TIIIIRED... le' im sleeEEEP!!"

She started grinding her hips, round and round and bit her lips to suppress her moans as her clit rubbed against Chandra's pelvis, "Mmmmm, hmm... mmm...hhuunnnhhh... hmm... hmm!" as dad kept speaking to her over the phone.

"Yes... yesshhh,,,, hhhummm... uh huh... YES...YESSSSS!" as Chandra started squeezing her beautiful breasts, pinching and tugging at her nipples.

"HunnHHH?... HELLO?... HELLLOO???... HELLOOOO?"

The call had dropped. She gave the phone receiver to Chandra who quickly placed it back in its place.

Then gripping her waist, he gave her several rapid thrusts making her orgasm which she announced by screaming, "OW! OW! OW! OH! OH! OHHH! FFFUUCCCKK!! FUCCCKKK MMMEEE!! FUUUCCCKK MMEE MR CHANDRAAAA!! AAAUUUWW!! AUUHHHH! OHHhhhh! Ooooohhhh! ooooohhhh! hmmmm!! mmmmmm!"

Speaking to her husband while riding another man's cock seemed to have aroused her even more.

She collapsed on his chest, panting.

He hadn't cum yet. So he grabbed her buttocks with both hands and quickly flipped around their positions, so he was lying on top of her and slowly started the in and out again.

Mom started moaning softly again, "Mmmm, hmmm, ooohhh, hhhmmmaaahhh, hmmm!" and wrapped her lovely long legs around his waist and clutched his shoulders with her hands.

As he continued to slowly thrust in and out of her pussy, he kissed her and asked, Kiss, "What do you say? Will you become my 'rakhail'?

"MMmmm, no, please, I can't leave my husband!"... kiss...

"Then you can stay married to him." kiss, "We'll just continue to fuck when he's not around."

She kissed him back, kiss, "Ohhhhh, okaayyhhh! Yesss! Yesss!!"

"So what are you?"

Now they started French kisses.

MMMmmuuaahh, kiss, "I'm your rakhail!!"

"HHMMRRUUAAHH!! That's right baby, now say my name. Whose rakhail are you?" Chandra increased the speed and strength of his thrusts into her now splashing pussy, forming a small puddle of her juices below her ass, on the bedsheet.

"I'm CHANNNDRAAA'S RAKHAILLL!! FUCK YOUR RAKHAIL MR CHANDRA!! HMMMMPPCHH!!"

He knelt up, placing her legs on his shoulders squeezed her breasts and continued thrusting in and out of mom. She raised her hands above her head and pressed her palms against the head-rest to prevent her sexy hips from moving upwards away from the thrusting cock of her rapist.

Removing his hands from her breasts he grabbed her right ankle and moving her dainty, white foot towards his mouth, started sucking her toes, "Mmmhhh, slurp! You're so sexy, the perfect beauty from head to toe."

He was still ramming mom's pussy, making her big breasts flail all over and she orgasmed again, "OW! OHHHHH! CCHHHANDRRAAA'S RAKHAILLL'SS GETTINNN FUUCCKKEDD! FUCK! FUCK! FUUUCCCCKK!! AAAAAHHHHHH!! Hooooo! hmmmmm!! mmmmfffff aaahhhh! yess! yes! hmmmm!"

Chandra also started to cum but did something strange; he squeezed the base of his massive erection with his right hand and pulled it out of mom's pussy. Then grabbing both her pretty feet with his left hand brought his cock on top of her feet and let out one spurt of his cum on her toe-rings. Then he squeezed his cock to delay the next spurt and grabbed mom's left hand. His next spurt of cum covered her wedding ring.

Squeezing again, he tugged at her 'mangalsutra' (wedding necklace) making her sit up and standing up on the bed in front of her, released his next spurt on the pendant of her mangalsutra.

Then holding her head he released the rest of his load onto the vermilion powder covered parting of her hair.

The bastard was covering each sign of mom being a married woman with his stinking semen!

Chandra groaned, "Aaahh yes! Now you're my rakhail, your being my rakhail supersedes being his wife." Holding her face in his right hand, he looked into her eyes, "Do you understand?"

Mom nodded, "Yes."

He knelt down on the bed and holding her in his arms kissed my mom deeply.

Mom moaned, "Mmm... hmmm...mmuaahh" and returned his kiss. Then breaking away from their kisses, she started to get up from the bed.

Chandra held her by her arms, "Where are you going? We're sleeping together from now on."

"... bathroom..." she whispered.

"Okay, but don't wash off my cum." he released her arms.

Mom just giggled and getting up from the bed walked quickly into the bathroom. Shutting the door, she collapsed onto the floor and sobbed uncontrollably.

The way she had reacted to getting fucked, it had seemed that she was loving it but now she was crying. Perhaps she had just been pretending to like it to keep Chandra from hurting her or perhaps she really was enjoying being taken or maybe it was both. Anyway, this was all irrelevant as long as she would help me in taking him out.

Ten minutes later mom got up off the floor, wiped off her tears and washed her face using only her right hand; she didn't dare cross Chandra by even accidentally washing his now encrusted cum off her wedding ring.