Everything started when I saw her – of course, her mother.
Hello, my name is Karan. I am a 30-year-old entrepreneur, currently operating in Jaipur, the pink city. I am happily married and also have a girlfriend. However, I find myself more interested in mature ladies, those who are around 45 years of age or older.
I had always wanted a mature woman as a girlfriend, but was never successful in that regard. For my extramarital needs, I have my girlfriend, whom I usually sleep with when I get bored.
One day, I was dropping my girlfriend home and suddenly saw her mother on the balcony. She was in her fifties and looked radiant, wearing modern clothes at the time.
I asked Reena (my girlfriend), “Who’s that on your balcony?”
Reena: “It’s my mom! You didn’t know until now?”
Karan: “How would I know? You’ve never introduced us.”
Reena: “Come on, let’s go now.”
Reena had been my girlfriend for the last five years. She knew all about my marriage, and her entire family knew about me as well. I also knew her mother, but that was the first time I had seen her properly, and I suddenly felt my search for a mature lady had ended here.
Reena: “Ma! Look… Karan’s here.”
Maya (Reena’s mom): “What’s up, Karan! What brings you here today?”
Reena’s mother knew I was married and was also her daughter’s boyfriend, and she never seemed to mind it.
Karan: “I’m only just seeing you properly today.” I smiled.
Maya: “And tell me, how is everything at home? You should visit more often and meet with us.”
Reena was happy that her mother was responding well to me, and I was super excited because I knew my hunt was over.
Karan: “I’ll be coming every day now.” (with loud laughter)
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Three months later, a message beeped on my mobile. I smiled.
There was a photo of Maya. She was taking a selfie in a black bra, and her face wasn’t visible. She had clicked it in front of a mirror, so her back was also visible, and her ass was visible through her pajamas.
Maya: “Look at this and then delete it. I don’t know what you like.”😉
I replied, “You know what the problem is. I need mature love, but I only get these girls.”
Maya: “Fine, your aunt is talking to you now, right? But let’s keep it to just talking. Don’t ever ask for a photo. What if it gets sent somewhere by mistake? Think about it… If Reena finds out her mom is sharing something like this with her friend, it will be a huge problem.”
Karan: “Don’t worry, aunty! I’m just a kid to you… And I only want to look. If you’re not comfortable with this, I can just see it in person, or maybe that black bra of yours.”😂
Maya: “Oh, you little kid. First, show me a photo, and then we’ll meet in person. Wait, I’ll have to meet your mom to see you.”🤣
Karan: “Hey, I’m happy with you… And you’re like a mom to me. When we were at the market yesterday, that shopkeeper thought you were my mother.”
Maya: “Wow, son! So that’s why you kept touching my foot again and again on the pretext of changing gears in the car! You needed my blessing, I see.”
Karan: “Yes, I’m going to take a lot of blessings from you now. Your daughter is calling me. She’s in the mood for exercise today and keeps calling again and again.”
I used to talk to her about Reena, and she was comfortable with it.
Maya: “Okay, but don’t make her exercise too much. And come back soon! Bye.”
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Reena was sucking my nipples, and I was thinking about her mother.
Whap! I slapped her hard on the ass cheek.
She was shocked. I kissed her and moved her mouth towards my cock.
Karan: “Suck this.”
Reena: “Why did you hit me?”
Karan: “Because I can.”
She was sucking my cock, a bit angry. I lifted her and started fucking her from behind. She started moaning, and suddenly something came to my mind.
Karan: “What would you do for me?”
Reena: “Ah! Anything, ah! Just fuck me a little less, please.”
I slapped her ass again.
Karan: “Fine! Take my phone and call your mom.”
Reena: “What!? I’ll do it later. Why is it so urgent right now?”
Karan: “Bhenchod! It’s a fantasy of mine. Just shut up and make the call… and keep shaking that ass properly.”
Reena picked up my phone and dialed her mother’s number.
*Tring… Tring… Tring…*
Maya: “Hello…” (Her tone was tense because she knew Reena was with me.)
Reena: “Hello, Mumma! What are you doing right now?” (She was trying to keep her tone normal as I was grinding her from behind.)
Maya: “Nothing, why? What happened?”
Reena: “Oh, I was just asking. You were looking at a gift for Auntie yesterday, so I wanted to ask you about that.” (She was literally trying her best not to moan.)
I turned her into the missionary position. Her 34-inch boobs were now in my mouth, my cock was in her pussy, and I was slowly chewing on her right nipple. The phone was now on speaker.
Maya: “Yes, beta… I was looking at a saree for her. I want to gift it to her.”
Suddenly, I took charge.
Karan: “Namaste, aunty! You know, I also need to buy a saree for my mom. The online ones are useless. Can you help me?”
Reena was shocked as I started fucking her faster. She was now unable to control her moans and was literally terrified that her mother would hear her during this conversation. But I was super excited by this scenario; it just boosted my lust, and my thrusts were getting harder.
Maya: “Yes, beta! You can go.”
“Aah…!” Reena moaned loudly. Her mother stopped talking for a second, then resumed.
Maya: “We can go during the day tomorrow if you’re free.”
Reena: (Trying to stay normal) “I… I have a class tomorrow…” (She was stammering) “You two should go…”
Maya: “Okay! I’ll go with Karan. I have to go shopping anyway. You keep yourself free.”
Karan: “I’m always free for you.” (in a very seductive tone) (I was sucking Reena’s nipple.) “And I need your blessing, too.”
Maya laughed loudly, and right then, Reena was about to come.
To be continued.