Previous Part: Seduced and fucked my friend’s conservative mom – Part 2
Hello, horny people over there. This is the continuation of my previous stories ‘Seduced and fucked my friend’s conservative mom – part 2”. The heroine of this story is my best friend’s mom. This is my real-life incident. No fiction is added.
I am Harish ([email protected]) from Andhra Pradesh, age 25, Height 5.6 inches, fair with a handsome body. Her age is 40, and her height is 5.8 inches looks like Pavithra Lokesh (a Telugu actress). She is fair with 38-34-36 sizes perfect figure of that age. She always wears a sari.
After fucking my friend’s hot mom, I went home. I didn’t have a proper sleep that night. I wanted to share my memorable experience with someone close to me. But I couldn’t. Because Prakash is my closet friend, and I fucked his mother.
So, I feel like sharing with you guys at least. When I was fucking her for the first time, she said that she was fucked by four other men other than her husband. It was quite shocking for me. I was continuously struggling to guess who those four men were.
The next day, I went to her home. My friend Prakash, his father, and my lovely aunty Pavithra are sitting in the hall and talking something. As I entered their home, they welcomed me with a smile, and I sat beside my friend.
She is exactly in front of me. We exchanged some looks without others’ notice. She left to the kitchen, saying to make tea for us. As long as my friend is at home, I cant meet her personally. But luck was on my side.
They are planning to go to some village to attend some function far away from us. This time also they asked me to join them. Pavithra aunty herself suggested her husband ask me to join. I readily accepted.
I thought God had made some plans for me. Next Sunday, we started in the morning on two bikes. My friend and I were on one bike, and the husband and wife were on the other. I was riding the bike then.
Aunty wore a beautiful red sari. It looked gorgeous on her body. I observed whether she was exposing her navel or not. But, this time, she has covered her navel. I was riding my bike behind them to stare at her.
She also is watching me whenever possible. I wish she were on my bike, touching her boobs on my back. We reached the place and attended the function. I was always around her throughout the function.
Yes, God made me a favor. My friend and his dad left the function after having lunch for some work. Aunty and I are searching for them to go home. But they are invisible. Aunty told me to call them and ask where they were.
I called Prakash asking where they both went. They told us that they had gone to a nearby village to meet distant relatives. They will join us in the midway. He asked me to pick her mother and join them. I was on cloud nine then.
My face was glowing with happiness. Aunty has asked me what happened. I told them the situation. She was also happy as we got the chance to travel on the same bike. The time was already 6 pm. Sunlight is fading away. The weather is cloudy and cool. Aunty will be in my back seat.
She bid goodbye to her relatives, and we started from there. It is around 60 km to travel to reach home. When we started, my friend called me and said that they couldn’t wait for us as the climate was cloudy.
They asked us to come soon, or we would be stuck in the rain. The route is through the agency area. No one will be there at night. After traveling for around 30 kilometers, it started to rain heavily. But, there is no single shelter to hide.
I rode my bike fast to find some stop. After traveling 2 more kilometers, we found a small hut. That too it was a bit far from the road. I got down from the road and straightly went into the hut. I was so happy about what had happened.
My loving friend’s mother is with me, all wet on a rainy night. After getting down, she dried her sari. I took my phone out and called them. They were also stuck in one place due to heavy rain. They are just 10 kilometers away to reach home.
I immediately went behind her and hugged her tightly in the wet clothes. She turned around, and we kissed with all the love and affection. My hands were on her wet waist, and our lips were busy sucking each other.
I got the time and place to fuck her again. I started to press her boobs on the blouse. She was moaning seductively. She hesitantly says, “No, Harish, Please stop.” But I know she doesn’t mean her words.
We are in such a place that we can get naked and have an open fuck. I started removing her sari. She is hesitantly resisting me by saying, “No Harish,” repeatedly. I dropped her pallu. I bent down and unpinned her sari, which was tucked at her belly. Sari dropped down immediately.
I was not in any hurry and enjoyed every moment with her. Water droplets on her waist and belly button, making her even sexier. She was holding my head throughout the action. I started unbuttoning her blouse hooks now.
She now understood that I would make her nude and fuck her till she shouted. I removed her blouse, and she became top nude. Wow! Two big milk melons are hanging on her chest for me to suck. I didn’t touch her and bent down again to remove the knot of her lehenga.
Yes, She was nude now in front of me with a wet body. I raised and saw into her eyes. We stared at each other with love and lust. I wanted to fuck her, and she wanted to get fucked at that moment.
Slowly, I placed both my hands on her boobs. They were soft and smooth. I never felt her boobs this intense in our first fuck. She closed her eyes and held my head. She was enjoying it. I sucked her boobs and belly button.
I became rough and kissed all over her body without leaving an inch. I sometimes bite her with enthusiasm. She shouted not to bite anywhere as her fair skin would become red. It might be visible to her husband. I never listed her words and sucked her entire body.
I made her get support on the bike and inserted my middle finger in her pussy. She was screaming a lot with lust. I was very rude with my finger and finger fucking her at a high pace. As there was no one around, she was also shouting with pleasure.
I asked her to give me the blow job. But, she said that she never did and was not interested. I said okay and moved to the main action. I turned her, facing her back towards me while both her hands took the bike support. I raised her right leg and kept her right knee on the bike seat.
Yes, I wanted to do it from the back. Guys, doggy style is my favorite as all the woman assets will be in your hand’s range. I started inserting my rod into her wet pussy from the back. She bent her head backward by closing her eyes. It was a nice feeling.
My dick entered her pussy and was ready for the action. I slowly started giving the strokes, to which she was responding with soft moans.
My left hand was on her waist, and my right hand was busy pressing her boobs and belly button. I increased my pace. There was no fear of listing someone. I made powerful strokes that she might not have experienced before.
The hut is filled with ‘thup thup’ sounds in that rain. She is screaming with extreme pleasure with my name. Woman moans will further excite me while fucking. I even increased with full force. My balls are hitting her ass cheeks very hard.
I was pressing her waist and boobs in between. It was very hard to explain my joy with words. She was my friend’s very conservative mom and the lady I had dreamed of. She is struggling in my embrace now and getting fucked like a whore with the man of her son’s age.
My bike is shaking with the strokes I was giving her. She is moaning heavily. It has been 20 minutes since I was fucking her. I felt like cumming by then. I held her both hands from the back, making her support the bike with only her knee. Then, I even increased my pace hitting her ass with my balls.
Then I released huge cum in her pussy. She was feeling relaxed and reducing her moans. When I released my whole cum inside her, our juices started dripping from her thighs.
I left her and moved aside. She fell on the bike seat and tried to gasp some air. I was also gasping the air to get relaxed. I went towards her after a minute and touched her. She turned towards me, hugging and kissing all over my face.
I felt much love from her kisses. This is what I want from any woman to fuck. Fucking for the sake of lust never excites to the fullest. She stopped kissing me and smiled, saying, “Are you happy now?” I said, “Yes, aunty. I love you so much”.
She started dressing her sari. Meanwhile, I also got dressed and checked my phone. There are a few missed calls from her son. I called them. They said that they had reached home and enquired about us. I said, “It is still raining, and we are at a safe place.”
My friend then said, “Okay, start only when rain completely stops and come slowly.” I also want the same thing to spend some more time with her. He thinks that if we get wet, we might get a fever. He doesn’t know that I am using this time to fuck her hot mother.
Meanwhile, she got dressed and came beside me. We both are leaning on the bike seat standing side by side. She was on my left, and my left hand was on her bare waist. She rested her head on my left shoulder. We are feeling like couples.
Then I asked her how the session was. She replied with a cute satisfying smile. I then asked her who are those four other men fucked her. She was silent. I raised her and looked into her eyes, and asked again.
She: Is it necessary now?
Me: Yes, tell me, who are those?
I was shell shocked by her answers.
She: First, my father-in-law. Second, one was a neighbor when we stayed at Vijayawada.
Me: Is he in touch now?
She: No.
Me: Okay. Who is the remaining?
She: My husband’s younger brother and my sister’s husband.
I was shocked by the name she uttered. She was in relationships with her family members. I never expected this.
Me: Leave the remaining three, but how can your father-in-law do this to you? You are like her daughter.
She: Then, what about my husband’s younger brother? I am a mother to him. What do you say about that?
I have nothing to talk about.
Me: When did all this happen?
She: It all started after four years of my marriage. I gave birth to Prakash after two years of marriage. While I was feeding him the breast milk, my father-in-law had an eye on me. He forced me one night when my husband was gone on a holy trip.
Me: After that, did he continue?
She: Yes, whenever I was alone, he came and fucked me for around two years. Later on, he got sick, and he died.
Me: What was his age then?
She: Maybe around 68. But he was strong in fucking.
Me: Next?
She: We stayed in Vijayawada for almost four years. There was one guy whose name was Ramesh. Age would be around 35 then. He was so casual with me from the beginning. To be frank, I also had an interest in him. In those times, your uncle lost sex interest, and I was sex-deprived.
She: It also happened one day. He started touching me. As I was also interested, we made love for those four years. Later on, he tried to contact me. But, I avoided him, as your uncle may know. Now I don’t know where he is.
Me: How about uncle’s brother?
She: This also happened when we were in Vijayawada. He used to stay with us together. I also treated him like my elder son. But, at that time, I didn’t know he had this type of intention on me. He used to touch my waist and boobs whenever possible.
She: I took them as casual, and he is not intended to do. But he also forced me one day and fucked me. Later on, he said he already knew about my relationship with Ramesh. I got shocked. But, the nice thing is, he didn’t blackmail me into having sex. He conveyed this to me after the sex.
Me: Is this continuing now?
She: Yes. But, as he is settled in Vijayawada, we will find our time very rare.
Me: When did he last fuck you?
She: 6 months ago.
Me: Where?
She: In our home.
Me: Next? What about your sister’s husband.
She: It is the most painful thing in my life. I don’t like him. But, I have to sleep with him.
Me: Why? What happened?
She: After my sister’s marriage, their life became tough. He has a drinking habit. He used to beat my sister daily. One day, my sister came to me and started crying. I asked her what had happened. She said that her husband wants me to sleep with him if I want my sister’s life to be happy.
She: I called him there and then in front of my sister with much anger. I scolded him for what he was expecting from me. But, he was clear that he would not beat my sister if I slept with him. He treats my sister well now.
Me: Did you accept for that stupid?
She: What to do? For the sake of my sister, I slept with that stupid also.
Me: How many times has he fucked you?
I don’t know. I was getting aroused by all her stories. When she says all these, my right hand explores her belly and boobs. My dick is again erected.
She: Maybe 20 to 25 times. Now they are living happily.
Me: I saw your sister many times. She is also beautiful. Then why did he want you?
She: For all men, the neighbor wife will look more beautiful than the wives in their own homes. That too, he has an advantage of my sister to get me.
Me: Has he stopped or not?
She: It stopped. They are normal now.
We remained silent for some time.
She: Harish, do you think I am a whore who slept with many people?
Me: No, aunty. Enjoying sex is not a bad thing. But…
She: Then?
Me: You are beautiful, and I love you.
I hugged her and kissed her on the lips. The rain has stopped. But I want to make another round. I started pressing her boobs. She understood that I was ready for another round. This time, I didn’t remove her clothes.
I turned her around and made her stand in the same position as before. I raised her sari to her waist and inserted my dick in her pussy. I started riding like a horse. She was moaning with lesser sounds now.
Not only nudity but fucking with the sari also gives more excitement. I held her waist for the support with one hand and pressed her right boob with the right hand. This time I even fucked her longer than before. I cummed once again, and we adjusted our dresses.
So many thoughts are running in my mind after hearing her stories. In those dark roads we were riding, she held me from behind. Her boobs are touching my back. If I had the same place, I would have fucked her again.
We reached home by 10 pm. I dropped her at her home, said goodbye, and left for my home. This aunty is making me sleepless. By then, jealousy is also started in me as she is the property of others also. But, it’s fine. I have to accept.
I hope you guys liked the story. It is a real-life incident that I cannot share with anyone. If my friend Prakash reads this, “Sorry Prakash. I love your mom so much. Please forgive me.”
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