My friend’s mother

Dear friends. Hope u like this one. My name is Deependra Kulkarni and shall tell you about my sexual experience with the mother of a close friend of mine. We stay in Bangalore. My friend, Sunderappa was in the University service. We called him Sunder. He is my childhood friend. I have been a frequent visitor to their house and generally take part in discussions on many important matters.

Sunder got a chance to go to the USA on a research program. The problem was that if he went, there would be no one to take care of his mother, Lalita as they had no relatives in that city. I assured my friend that there would be no problem and that he should not lose an opportunity like this. I promised him that I would visit his house and take care of Lalita aunty for any thing, like repairs etc. That may be needed, or for coordinating any thing. Unfortunately she had lost her husband while she was very young. She was a housewife. So I assured him of my support. Finally, Sunder agreed and left for the six-month program.

I visited aunty now and then and we talked general things about my friends and our general life. It was here that I observed her very closely .She was a very attractive lady with fair complexion and a figure of 36 32 40. I used to look at her boobs now and then. Her boobs were like two watermelons. Sometime she caught me seeing her boobs but she acted as if nothing happened. Probably, she was used to men staring at her. I also loved her buttocks that were round shaped which danced whenever she walked.

One day I visited her at around 8 PM. She was about to have dinner and asked me if I wanted to. I agreed. She put another plate for me and served me rice and dal. After dinner, we sat chatting and I stared at her boobs as usual. Her pallu slipped once and I could view the bulge in the blouse. She did not adjust and continued to chat. We were alone and I could feel my lund twitching. I got excited and wanted to touch her but then suddenly the phone bell rang. Sunder had called from the US and she got busy talking to him. After some time, I took leave of her and went home telling that I would be back the next day again by 8 PM. Went home masturbated thinking about her.

The next evening when I reached her she told she has to go out of station the following day for some urgent family work and she has to finish her packing for the train. I offered to help her and she agreed. We quickly packed the suitcases, and in the process, I managed to brush her a few times. She hardly noticed or never bothered. Some times I stood very close to her, almost touching her. In the process of packing, I had a good close view of her body. I got excited and brushed her massive buttocks with my palm as though by accident. There was no reaction from her. Finally we packed the suitcases and she was smiling saying “thanks Kulkarni”. I said “it’s my pleasure, I have to take care of you isn’t it.” She said thanks again and came closer and patted my cheeks. I suddenly put my arms on her shoulder and drew her close to me. She probably took it as a sign of affection as I embraced her. I grew bolder and my hands traveled down the backside, began to force the way inside the sari in the quest of the bare flesh of her magnificent behind. My lund had assumed thick proportions and it mashed against her. “No No Kulkarni” she said “what are u doing” ? I am your friend’s mother noo, she tried to break away but I refused to let her go. “Lalita aunty I love u” I said and kissed her on the neck and trailed the kisses to her lips and pushed my tongue in her mouth. Here was a lady who needed a man and here I was, by providence, alone with her. She struggled to get free but I would not let go. My hands got to her round firm ass and I squeezed them. “Nobody will know aunty, don’t worry” I said. Finally she yielded and made no attempts to break away She then clasped her arms around me. “Oh oh Kulkarni” she moaned then she began kissing me my cheeks; I was in heaven I too was moaning in pleasure. She went kissing down to my cock. My cock was erect facing her and she took my cock inside her mouth. She was sucking it liking a child sucks lollypop. She looked up and saw me leering at her. I had made her my woman, we both knew, looking at each other.

I told her “I first want to see your gaand, Lalita aunty,”

Why? Why? She asked? “Because it’s the best ever, better than Jayaprada’s may be”. I then stripped her completely and turned her around to view her lovely voluptuous buttocks.

I began to knead them and play with them. “Oh!! They are bigger than I ever imagined. Aunty”. I asked her to walk so that I could see them sway. I pressed my lund against them and stood hugging her from behind.

We walked to the bedroom holding each like this and I was on her in a flash. “Oh Aunty you are wonderful” I said as I entered her. “I wanted to fuck you for so, many years. And now I got my chance to see u naked.“ I began pumping her, pressing her boobs, rolling her nipples. Her nipples extended an inch and I loved biting them first slowly and then a little hard to make her squeal in pain and pleasure. The feeling was great and I was now riding her very fast and she was moaning “aaaaaaahhhhhh, please fuck me faster oooooh. “

I had never thought that I would ever fuck this lady. The thought that she was my friend’s mother made it only more exciting. I asked her how she remained without fucking all these years. She said she did not. That increased the excitement even more and I asked the name of the man who fucked her. She refused to tell me and told me to continue fucking. I’ll tell u all later all aaahhh”

She came to her climax at least twice before she had a large orgasm and we rested in each other’s arms. I slipped my hands down to stroke her lovely thighs. They were like the trunk of a large banana tree.

After a few minutes we were aroused again. I kissed and sucked her lips, breasts, nipples, I told her to change the posture. I suggested her to be in standing position. After that, I pushed my cock into her stroking her in holding on to my prized possession, her gaand. “Aunty, aunty I moaned” “No, call me Lalitha from now on not aunty “ she said. She cancelled her programmed of going out of station on the pretext of having fever.

Friends, we fucked whenever we had the time for the next six months. In bed, in bathroom and we enjoyed in some theatres and parks once a way. She become like my lover. Some times, we would be fucking when Sunder called from US. She would talk to her son while we fucked. And once I shot my load in her while she was talking to him. When she could not talk coherently we would disconnect and when sunder would call back to ask what happened she would tell the line got disconnected. Sunder also enquired about me and she would say, “Yes he was here two days ago. He has taken care very well care of me and also attended to some electrical wiring that needed be repaired, etc, etc. I would be painted as a very good friend when I would be pumping her hard at that moment mashing her boobs. At times she dressed like a bride, and I ravaged her. Now, Sunder is back from US and whenever I went their house, I met them normally and of course, pressed her gaand at any opportunity. As I wanted her more and since Lalita aunty was an educated lady, I got her a job in my office and she became my senior office assistant/cum secretary.

I will tell u more encounters with her esp. When I took her out of station in connection with my business. She helped me win many contracts with her ability to please men.

Please tell me if u want to know more about her at .

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