My Friends Hot Motherbysaketii©
My luck turned one day, when my best friend Ashish asked me to meet him at his house. When I arrived, I rang the doorbell and waited for the front door to be answered. Soon a strange voice behind the door said, "Who's it?"
I said, "I'm Amit. I'm here for Ashish."
The door opened, and a young lady, who looked to be not more than in her early forties, announced, "Hello. I'm Ashish 's mother, Ashish told me to tell you he tried to call you to tell you he had to attend to some urgent work at the last minute, but you never picked up."
Even in the half-open doorway, I saw enough of her to tell that she "my type" of woman.
"Okay, well nice meeting you."
"You can wait for him, if you like."
"Ok, if he is expected soon."
With that, she asked me to come inside the house. This is not a liberal society, but a very restricted society where no man can go alone into a home other than with blood relatives. I was a little reluctant to go inside my friend's house with only his mother there without my friend.
She saw my hesitation and said, "Don't be shy. Come in, you are a friend of my son and he wouldn't object," so I followed her.
We sat on the couch in the living room and started a conversation. She began to ask me various questions about work, my family and my friends. I was surprised at how friendly she was, seeing as how she'd just met me. All I could think about was how sweet and hot she looked. For me she was like a dream come true. I'm not saying that every man in the world would die for her, but I found her absolutely stunning.
She looked like a classy conservative lady. She was Little fatty around her waist and breast area which just adds to an Indian married women/aunt, that we teenage boys always looks for, although a little fleshy and fluffy. She had a creamy white and fair complexion, and a sexy face that was very sweet and pretty, with an overall sexy little voluptuous frame, save for her shapely hips. She had long, black hair. Her lips were thin and lipstick worn, the corners upturned the slightest bit, and just enough to tell that she was smiling.
The fact that she had three children had changed her figure a little but all I could saw was just too sexy and voluptuous meat to be taken on. She had got the biggest and softest breasts that were full and stood firm, and she possessed a beautiful, respectable ass. She was probably 5'3, one would never believe, she was a mother of two young children and in her late forties and fifties. I had a crush on her from the first moment of seeing her, knowing nothing would ever become of it, I thought! The way she looked at me hinted that she kind of liked me as well.
When Ashish still hadn't come after half an hour, I told her that I must leave, and I left to return to my home.
Since Ashish and I had a good friendship and we met frequently, I became close to her and she started treating me like her own son, almost as though I were Ashish's brother. Due to my frequent visits, she began hugging me lightly, putting her arms around me and, as was customary, whenever I came by I would greet her with a kiss.
When Ashish wasn't around, the kiss got to be far from the customary one, and she'd speak freely with me, but still seemed a little nervous.
I wondered if maybe her husband wasn't very good in bed, and fearing his wife might come to me, told her he didn't want her talking to me like this. Although a little latter I came to know her husband has already left her and was staying with some one lese. I thought how dumb ass he was to leave such a beautiful women and not enjoy this evergreen beauty.
My family wanted to change the house and I was given the responsibility of finding a new one.I couldn't believe it when Ashish solved my problem by telling me thatthere was a nice house for rent just next door to them.
"It'll be nice, we could meet easily any time." I said.
I was definitely excited to be near Ashish and his beautiful mother but I was thinking more and more about her.
My parents approved of the house, and soon we moved there.
I was 19 years old, and my horniness level was at an all time high. I usually jerked off at least once during the day, while having many different fantasies and Ashish 's mother, sometimes figured in.
As I was now like a member of their family, I was always trying to sneak peeks of Ashish's Mother when he wasn't at home. Soon Infatuation turned into a crush on Ashish mother, and my crush soon turned into an obsession, a desire to make love with her. I knew I could never be with her, but wishful thinking never killed anybody, so I kept on picturing her each night while I masturbated.
Ashish's mother and my mother became great friends, since we both spent a lot of time at each other's home. Needless to say, She often come in our home for conversation. She and my mother also spent a lot of time together, sharing tea, shopping, and so on.
Ashish's Mother was always friendly with me, and we would talk about everyday things, and this and that, when she visited our house or I went to meet them. Beautiful Ass perky, upright breasts and Puerto Rican ass made my cock ache whenever she walked in.
I wanted so badly to fuck her that it became very uncomfortable for me to talk to her, and it felt like she kept catching me stealing peeks at her nice breasts and wide hips. She became my tried and true fantasy.
Every time I visited Ashish 's house, I saw his mother in a new light. My eyes constantly made their way toward her bosom and ass, a fact I knew she was aware of, but never said anything about.
Every morning my father would leave for work, and my mother for school, since mother was a schoolteacher, so I was left alone in the house. I didn't have to leave right away since I go later to my little electrical workshop. So my mother asked her to help me in the morning if I needed it. She even gave her a key to the front door of our house.
Ashish mother would usually come to my room about 9 or 10 at the morning to be sure I was okay. She would visit with me a little, and then head off to her home if I wasn't having any problems. Sometimes when I'd be in hurry to leave she made my breakfast. I would basically lie in bed waiting for her to walk in my bedroom and talk to me. When I heard her coming I would act sleepy and lazy, like I didn't want to get up. One time when I was still in my bed she pushed open the door and stepped into my room. She was wearing a pink color Saree. She took a few steps towards me and said in a mock angry voice, "You're still in bed lazy boy? Hurry get up." And then she turned around, shut the door, and came over and sat on the edge of my bed. She was so close to me that her body was touching mine and I could feel her hip against my thigh.
"You are still in bed? It is too late."
"Yes! Auntie, I think I am little ill," I said.
I tried to get up but she said me, "I don't want to disturb you, please lie down. May I call for the doctor?"
"No! It's not serious I'll just take some Tylenol and I'll be ok." I replied.
I turned on my side with my legs bent, facing her. She put her hands on my feet, rubbing them, and told me to relax.
As she sat there on the bed I became aware of the fact that my dick was pointing straight at her and was practically brushing her ass crack. It wasn't hard, but was the size it would be just before you start to get hard. That felt so nice and I didn't try to move.
She had a strange look on her face, and all of a sudden I noticed her face was a little flushed. She looked at my dick and asked, ".! What is this? And what are you doing?"
I looked towards her and acted surprised. "What is the problem? I don't think I have done anything wrong." I said.
"Don't do that. You don't have to do that. I am the mother of your friend." She was acting very cool.
"Oh! If I did something wrong, I am so sorry." Now that was embarrassing!
She acted cool, but I knew she was enjoying this.
She looked down at my cock and said. "Look what you have done to yourself."
I looked down and acted surprised. "Oh Auntie! I am so sorry!"
" She said! I don't expect that from you. I may talk to your mother."
"No! Please Aunty no, I am really sorry and I promise to be more careful in the future."
"Ok, now I must go."
"No aunty, please don't go I want to talk to you."
"No! We will talk some other time."
"There's something that I need to tell you now, Aunty," I managed to say.
"Ok, I'm all ears."
"I don't exactly know how to say this," I said, impressed that I could even begin my sentence. I looked at her, not knowing how to continue. She looked beautiful to me. She always did.
"I've had a crush on you ever since I met you." I closed my eyes. I didn't want to see her reaction, even though I really did. I expected to feel her hand whip across my face. I was waiting for her to slap me. I was waiting for her to respond. I certainly wasn't expecting her to say the next thing she said to me.
"I know," she replied.
I couldn't believe it. I was unable to comprehend how she could possibly know what I'd been feeling for her this whole time.
"You...knew?" I asked. "How did you know?"
"I had a feeling," she began. "Sometimes a woman has a sixth sense about things like this." She laughed quietly.
I felt as if I'd died inside.
"How come you've never said anything to me?" I asked.
"Because I didn't want to seem arrogant. I didn't want to embarrass you, and besides, you're less than half my age!"
It made sense, but I still didn't feel right about telling her.
I said, "I really am sorry. Did it make you uncomfortable that I was letting you see my cock?"
"Ok! Forget about it and don't worry about it. That's not the first time I have felt that, but be careful, don't repeat this!" She said.
"What are you talking about? What do you mean, not the first time?"
"A couple of times you have brushed it against me."
"Oh! Auntie, You have felt that? I thought there was no way you could feel me!"
"Yes, I have felt it many times!"
"But did nothing, then why now?"
"Because before it was only for a flash, but now you have gone too far."
"Aunty I want you. I love you."
"But I don't love you that way. I am the same age of your mother, and you are my son's friend."
"That doesn't mean we can't love each other." I put one hand on my hard dick and said, "Touch it Aunty. You have felt it but now please actually touch it, Aunty."
She stared at me and said, "No way! I am not going to touch it."
"Come on, touch me. It won't bite. Please."
"How can I? I am married and twice your age, the mother of your friend Ashish, and also friend of your mother. My husband and son would kill me if they found out," She whispered seductively.
"Look, I think you are absolutely beautiful. I know you want it too. We were both breathing heavily, feeling sexual tension between us."
As I talked, she kept her grip on my stomach and ran her hand over my stomach and started to feel my chest and shoulders. Then her hands moved over to my arms and she kneaded the muscles on my arms. As she was doing this, my dick started to come to attention once again.
She was a little hesitant, but without saying a word, she reached her hand out and wrapped it around my dick.
I couldn't believe it! She slowly slid her hand up and down. It was now a full-fledged boner, and I was proud of my 8 inches.
Now she started to slowly stroke up and down on it. I was almost in a trance and couldn't believe my luck. I was shocked, utterly shocked, at this woman whom I lusted after for what seemed to be forever, this woman who was now sitting along side of me and stroking my dick. A voice inside of me told me to wake up, and I realized that the dream, the fantasy that I'd been keeping secret for more than a year was finally coming true.
"You know, I almost have to say it isn't fair that you have been thinking about me like this, I am the mother of your friend," She said, looking in my eyes.
"Please don't talk any more about this. We have crossed the line."
I started to slide my hand up toward her breasts. Then I placed my hand, in a cupping position on one of her largest and softest breasts and sucked them wildly like a hungry child.
I could tell that she was really turned on, and I could see her beginning to enter "the mental place" where women feel so good they will let you do anything, as long as you don't stop!
My dick had never felt harder than it did right then, and I thought it was going to explode.
"Auntie, look at my dick. Look how hard you made my dick. All I want to do is fuck that sweet pussy of yours."
She had a devilish smile when she looked into my eyes.
"I made it that way and I would treat it nicely, but promise me you don't tell Ashish about this. " "Of course not. How I could talk to Ashish about this?"
I was getting a raging erection, with which she seemed pleased, and the temperature in the bedroom seemed to be rising.
There was an awkward silence, then she quietly asked. "Can you keep it a secret?"
"Of course." Please don't let Ashish (your friend) my son know about this.
And then we were searching each other's strings of Blouse and soon we opened them. I started to slide my hand up her leg. When my fingers got to her pussy, I ran my hand all around, touching the lips of her pussy. I started to feel along the length of her slit, and my finger moved her clit back and forth at the top of her vagina. Her pussy was very wet, and my fingers were touching her all over, but in no particular pattern.
We didn't talk for about five minutes while we just stroked each other. I slowly pushed my finger into her pussy hole and began to pull my finger out and then back into her pussy hole. I varied the pace until she began to build to an orgasm. My goal right now was to give her pleasure in a way that she hadn't had in years.
She was finally moaning and screaming, asking for me to fuck her.
"Yeah stick it in Amit "My son's best friend". Please...fuck me."
I got up and slowly pushed her onto her back. I pulled her Bra's down to her legs and she helped me, lifting up her ass as I took it off. She had killer legs. For that matter she was killer from head to toe. She had a beautiful fatty stomach even after giving birth to Ashish and his younger Brother. She spread her legs wide apart to accommodate me.
"Please be gentle because I haven't had a cock as big as yours before." Ashish mother whispered to me. She told me to wear a condom, but I refused saying that I won't wear it as it will reduce the joy of tasting her sweet and pink pussy. She told me ok, but take it out before I cum her inside.
With that she reached for my cock and guided it to her pussy, rubbing the tip of my cock flesh on her wet slit, which made her twitch a little. Then when I attempted to enter the head of my cock into her pussy .Her legs stretched a little bit further to accommodate my massive cock.
Once I broke the entryway, it slid right in Ashish's mother and she let out a loud gasp as if she were running out of breath. I could feel that she had not had a man for a long time because her pussy was really tight as it engulfed my cock. Her pussy was soft and warm, and yet it was quite wet. She had the softest, slickest pussy I had ever visited. She felt like wet, slick velvet wrapped around my cock. It didn't matter that she was 20-30 years older than I, or that she was my friend's mother (Ashish).
"Ufff I feel so full of your cock. It's hurting me," Amit. She said as half of my cock entered her very wet pussy.
"Do you want me to stop?" I said.
"Oh no! Please don't stop, this is the best cock I ever had so young and inexperienced. She begged me, and her both hands reached around my ass grabbing my hips.
So I slowly pushed forward the remaining half of cock into her drenched pussy as she moaned loudly and tightened her grip on my ass.
I slowly worked my dick in and out for a minute or two. Then I laid her legs flat, and straight ahead and knelt above her with a knee on the outside of each of her legs, with my dick still inside. I put both of my hands under her hips and grabbed them. Now I really started to piston in and out and she began to throw herself back into my thrusts.
"Oh it feels so good, I had never felt such a hard warm thing in my life."
This created an incredibly tight fit with the base of my dick rubbing her clit. I slowly pumped and drove her wild.
I pushed my young cock even more inside her, and revealed her nice large and soft breasts. Her tits were massive and really looked great. They were very round and full, and were probably between 40d cup. For being nearly forty-fifty years old, there was just about no sag. Her nipples were perfect. I couldn't believe how great they were. Her nipples were hard and begging to be touched.
I began to pinch her nipples with my lips and sucked each breast one by one like a small kid. She said suck them son, you want them for a long time and now you have got it, so suck them and enjoy them fully, they are all yours. Hearing those sentences I picked up the pace with my dick. She went wild as I started pumping my cock now fast, deep and hard into her cunt. She was now bucking like a wild young colt with its first rider.
I held her shoulders to force all of my length into her. The feeling of Ashish's mother hot and used pussy was about to make me cum. So I pumped in and shout out of her pussy a little slower. As I was pumping her, she was moaning loudly and was bucking her hips to the rhythm created by my thrusts into her.
"If Ashish ever found out, you fucked his mother he would kill you." She blurted between her loud moans.
I'd reply the same way. "Aunty, you are Ashish 's mother my best friends mother, but you are a pretty woman. He should be proud of you."
"Don't call me aunty you little rascal, Call me Ashish Mother, I'm your horny lover, your best friend's mother, do you understand?" she shouted.
"Yes, you are my friends mother and my lover"
"But when we are alone and not in the presence of anyone else."
I knew I couldn't hold out much longer since she was coming off an orgasm. I pinched her nips hard as she released. She was trying to catch her breath and gain her bearings when I pulled out and raised her legs up and held them against my chest and shoulders.
"Yes, yes, yes," she said, feeling that I was close to climaxing. "Give it to me."
I felt my hot and thick cum start to escape from the depths of my loins.
There was a grimace on her face, but I think it was from lust, not pain. I continued fucking .
She said, feeling that I was close to climaxing. "Give it to me." or maybe she was fucking me, but whatever, we both began moaning and groaning before she let out a yelp.
"I'm cumming again!!!!" was all she said.
And with those words she wrapped her legs and arms around me very tightly as if her life depended on it and she even forget to let my cock out of her as I was about to cum. I continued fucking her after her orgasm and a few seconds later I came inside Ashish's mother pussy. I lay on top of her large and soft breast for a few minutes trying to catch my breath by sucking and licking them like a small child.
"Are you glad now that I let you fuck me?" she asked.
"I am, I am too happy, thank you very much. I love you," I said.
"You are welcome! I am also happy for the pleasure you gave me Amit."
I couldn't believe it; I had just fucked my best friend's mother. Then I rolled on my side. She hurriedly got some tissue paper and wiped her cunt and then my cock.
"Now, Amit, I trust, you won't tell anyone and specially to Ashish"
I shook my head slowly and replied. "I can't believe it myself. Who could I tell?"
"We'd better get dressed now. My son might be waiting for me," She said as she got up, kissed me on the cheek, then frantically got dressed and hurriedly went out to the door leaving her big sized bras on my bed.