I am from a small farming village in Pakistan, Sahiwal area. This event took play around 8 years ago and altered the course of my life. This would be a short story, as by the I was present the fight was over. So let us begin...
As I mentioned earlier that I come from a small farming village in Sahiwal area, and my family is land owner so we are well off, but the family members still work the fields both men and women. I don't have a huge family like most people as my mother is from the city and my father happened to be from the village. Women in our family tend to get married young, anywhere from 17 to 19 years of age and they are married off. Thats what happened to my mother as well. My father left was Canada when I was about 15 years of age, leaving my mother with the family. Ever since my dad left, the fights between my mom and my grandma became very frequent. They would fight at least 2 to 3 times a week. It would always end the same way, they just wouldnt talk to each other for a couple of days and then the song and dance starts a new. Same thing had happened today when I came home from school, I heard my mom and grandma engaged in an argument. I just went to my room, the head maid who everyone call Bi Jaan which means Mom came to my room with food. This lady has raised me since I was little. Anyways, as usual the argument ended in an abrupt silence. I knew that there would be peace for atleast next 2 days. The day went on and after the school work and work in the field I was tired. The night came and I headed to bed.
I woke up in the middle of the night and in my sleep walked to the kitchen for some water. The servants were out in their areas which was slightly off the property. In the center of the Haweli (Haveli is just a fancy name for a Mansion) is a big hall for gatherings and celebrations. As I was walking towards the kitchen I walk past the hall and noticed dim light coming out of it. I thought to myself, may be it was over looked and decided to turn it off on my way back to my room. Heading back from the kitchen I walked to the hall and walking by one of its windows I froze as I peaked inside. What I saw inside was 2 women completely naked going at it with each other. It looked like a brawl, they were slapping and choking each other. When I finally saw their faces I was stunned and amazed beyond belief. It was my mom and my grandma, I was trying to figure out what was going on. I just stood there quietly and looked on. Grandma for her age looked perfectly fine, guess that was because she was still working in the fields as did my mother. They both have huge tits and nice round asses, the ones you call bubble butt. Mom had a busted lip and grandma had a scratch on her shoulder. Grandma had mom pinned against the wall choking her, mom grabbed grandmas hair and pulled it to the side. Grandma fell, and mom mounted her. She was slapping grandma in the face and tits. All thru this not a single word was spoken and they were barely making any noise, I am guessing to not attract attention. Grandma reached up and grabbed moms hair and pulled. Mom fell to her side this time and grandma mounted her, mom immediately fought back and they started rolling. they both had each other by the hair. Finally grandma was on top of mom and they just stared at each other, now they were joined at the pubic area and while staring at each other breathing heavily, panting. Mom pushed grandma back and sat up, it was almost like when mom pushed grandma, grandma moved back. They were not sitting in scissoring position with their pubic areas touching, staring at each other. Mom finally initiated it and pushed her pubic area into grandma's.
Grandma immediately responded with her pussy and a different kind of battle was on. They both arched their backs, staring into each other eyes they started humping faster and harder. They both would every now grab each other's hair, maul each other's massive tits or just smack one another in the face or tits. As the time went on their humping became more aggressive and fast. They were both moaning and heaving. They both grabbed each other's arms and started going crazy. Soon after they both arched their backs and laid down on their backs, their pussies still making out and both of them still moving their hips slowly but surely. They were both out of breath, their panting, moaning and heaving was quiet audible now. They laid there for a few minutes and finally struggled to get back up. They both looking completely worn out, they stood up at about 2 feet away from each other, staring each other. They tied up their hair again and I could see their faces and the damage they did to each other during the fight, which made me realize how mom and grandma would have bruised and cuts the day after their "FIGHT". After they caught their breath they slowly walked towards each other and literally walked into each other. They stood tits to tits, nose to nose each other. Their boobs melded into each other, they stood like that for a couple of seconds and just abruptly turned around and walked away. I stayed where was so that they wouldnt spot me and to my surprise, they both walked out of the door of hall completely naked and walked to their rooms. I just stood there like and idiot trying to figure out what was going on and what kind of fucked up fight/battle that was. I quietly made my way back to my room but had a hard time sleeping, all I could think of was; how long had this been going on for? and why would they fight naked? I dont know when I fell asleep, I woke up in the morning to mom's soft voice. I looked at her and looking at her busted lip, I asked her what had happened. She just smiled and said: silly me, I was sleepier they I realized and walked into my door. I sat up straight looked at her for a second thinking to myself; she just lied to me to my face with so much ease. I just smiled and said: well... you have to be careful. We are moving to Canada soon, you dont want to go be with dad with any marks on your face. She laughed, held me an embrace and said; You're still a child, I dont want you talking like that. She kissed my forehead and left telling me that breakfast will be ready soon.
This was the first fight I witnessed between mom and grandma but this was not the last. to be continued...
