Fucking My Sister’s Friend’s Mother

Hello all, I hope you are all keeping safe. I am Sunny, 29. I’m 6 feet tall and working in an MNC. I want to share my sex story with my sister’s best friend’s mother.

This incident happened last year. My cousin sister had a best friend, Deeksha. They both were schoolmates. They need to work on a school project together.

My sister wanted to go to her house. I was free in the evening, so I went along with her. Her house was far from ours. So my sister asked me to wait at her home till her work was completed.

Deeksha was the only child. Her mother was a homemaker while her father ran a business. Initially, I felt shy to stay at her place.

We reached her home. She opened the gate and let me sit in the drawing-room. Her mother came from the kitchen. Deeksha introduced me to her mother.

Me – Namaste aunty.

Archana – Namaste beta. How are you?

Me – I am good, aunty. How are you?

Archana – I am also good.

My sister and her friend went upstairs. We both were alone in the drawing-room. Aunty was very cute, friendly and the way she talked was adorable. She asked for tea, which I accepted. She went into the kitchen, and I followed her.

Archana – You need anything?

Me – No, just checking if you require any help.

A – Okay, but I don’t need any help.

Me – Fine. Can I make the tea for you?

A – Really? Do you know how to make it?

Me – Yeah, of course, bachelor knows how to make the tea perfectly.

A – Okay.

I prepared the tea with ginger, cardamom and cloves. She tasted it and said, “It’s a bit spicy, but I like it.” I like to make strong tea.

That day, nothing happened. We returned home. The next day we reached her home. Both the friends went upstairs, and we started chatting.

Archana – So what all you can cook?

Me – I can cook everything.

Archana – Your girlfriend must be lucky.

Me – I am single, aunty.

Archana – Really? I don’t think so.

Me – Really, I am.

Then I asked her about her husband. She told me that he is busy in business only. She asked for my phone number. I gave it to her. Then my sister and her friend came down, and we came back.

Her project was completed. So we don’t need to come tomorrow. Around 11 pm, I got a message from her.

Archana – Hi.

Me – Hello.

Archana – What are you doing?

Me – Nothing, just watching random videos. What about you?

Archana – Nothing, just finished off kitchen’s work.

Me – So late?

Archana – Yes. That’s the life of a housewife.

Then she said something which I was not expecting.

Archana – I liked the time we spent together. I didn’t laugh so much for many days, which you made me laugh in just two days.

I was blank and excited at the same time. Then I told her, “At least someone knows my value. My family doesn’t even care.” We started chatting and got to know more and more about each other. We also started talking over the phone in the daytime.

She told me not to call her aunty but to call her by name, to which I agreed. We started sharing non-veg jokes. One day, while chatting, I asked her figure size. She went offline for a few minutes and replied.

Archana – Why do you want to know?

Me – Just curious, please tell me?

Archana – I am feeling shy.

Me – Please, it’s between us.

Archana – Sure?

Me – Yes.

Archana – 34D-30-36.

Me – OMG!

Archana – What happened?

Me – You have maintained so well at this age. BTW what’s your age?

Archana – Never ask a woman her age. BTW it’s 40.

I sent a jaw drop emoji

A – Now, what happened?

Me – Nothing

A – Really? I hope you are not thinking of anything?

Me – No, no, nothing like that.

A – BTW, what’s your size?

I was shocked reading her question. I replied 8 inches when erect. She went offline after reading the message.

At night, I got a reply from her.

A – Is it true, or are you kidding?

Me – It’s true. Do you want to see it?

A – NO. Just imagining how big it must be. My husband is 6 inches, but how much 8 inches will be.

Then, we started sexting, and I made her cum on the phone. We used to sex talk daily and masturbated over the phone. We wanted to fuck each other but couldn’t get a place since we live in a small city.

It was in December my other sister was getting married. It was her mehendi day. Deeksha, along with aunty, came to our home. Our eyes were constantly making contact. I messaged her to make some excuse with Deeksha, and she needs to leave for home.

Deeksha asked me, “Bhaiya, can you drop my mom?” I told her sure I would drop her. And then I took Archana on my scooty and reached her home. We came inside and started kissing each other.

I hugged her so hard that there was no gap between us. Our lips locked, and I loved the taste of her lipstick. I was pressing her ass, and she was caressing my back. Our tongues were exploring each other mouths. We got separated, and I started to remove her saree.

She said, “Sunny, I think this is wrong.” I started convincing her that it was not wrong. We were making love, but she was not feeling good.

I told her, “It’s fine. If you are ready, only we’ll do.” She didn’t say anything. I started to leave and reached the main door, and she came running and hugged me from the back.

“I want you, Sunny.”

I turned towards her asked, “Are you sure?” looking into her eyes. She said with a big yes. I took her in my arms and put her on the sofa.

I removed her saree and unbuttoned her blouse. I untied her petticoat string, and it fell off. She was sitting on the sofa, in her white bra and panties. She had yellow patches in her panties.

Her skin was silky smooth. I spread her legs, put her right leg on my shoulder and started kissing her left leg, chewing her fleshy thighs.

She was caressing my hair. I licked her thighs and reached her panties. I put my mouth on her pussy over her panties. Her panties were wet, and the smell was intoxicating.

I slid her panties sideways and saw her pussy lips were stuck to each other due to wetness. I put my fingers and separated them. Her pussy lips were brown. I put my tongue on her clit and chewed it. Her clit was hard like a pea.

I was continuously sucking her clit and fingering her pussy. She was moaning my name. I put 2 fingers in her pussy and finger fucking her. I took my finger out and licked my fingers. Seeing this, she cum.

I took my kurta pajama out along with my underwear. My 8-inch long cock was saluting her. She took my cock in her hand and kissed my penis top. She rolled her tongue over my cock and spit saliva over it.

She started blowing me. She was not pro in it as she had never done it. Her teeth were hurting my cock. So I asked her to lay on the sofa. I spread her legs wide and spit the saliva on her hot pussy.

I teased her by rubbing my cock over her pussy. I put the tip on her pussy and slightly pushed in. She was a little tight, and I gave a hard push. My half cock went in. She moaned my name loud, holding my waist.

I kissed her and pushed my cock inside. I started fucking her slowly while kissing her. I was pressing her boobs, pinching her erect nipples. I was ramming her hard, and she was moaning, “I love you, Sunny, fuck me hard.”

She was rubbing her clit while my cock was deep inside her. I took her left leg and put it on my shoulder. I pushed my cock in. I started fucking her with pace. Her thighs were hitting my stomach, making a ‘pach pach’ sound.

Then we both switched to doggy style and started fucking her from the back. I spat saliva on her asshole and started fingering her ass. She was squeezing her ass. I was about to cum. So I took my cock out and cum all over her back. I sat back and kissed her bums. She had dark spots on her ass.

Then I cleaned her back, and she cleaned my cock. We dressed together. I kissed her forehead and left her home. She messaged me: Thank you, love.

So this is how I got lucky with my sister’s friend’s mother. Any girl/lady who wants a personal chat can ping me on [email protected]. You can read my other story here as well.

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