Saroj is a 50-year-old woman with a fit body and a sexy figure of 38-30-34. Looking at her, nobody can say that she has a married daughter and an adult son. Her son, Ramesh, is 28 and works in an MNC as a programmer and lives in another city. Her daughter, Sarita, is 27 years old and had a love marriage with a guy named Aamir. She was a designer in a large interior decoration company.
At first, Saroj was very angry with her daughter, but seeing her son-in-law, she accepted him. Aamir is a government officer and has a house of his own. Aamir had no brothers or sisters. His parents are settled in their native village in UP. He was of average build but was very humble.
The reason for Saroj accepting him as her son-in-law was his humbleness and simplicity. This she had told her daughter and son, but the actual reason was that she felt love at first sight with him (although one-sided). Being a widow, she was always alone at night. She often dreamed of sucking his penis.
Once, Sarita was assigned outstation work by her company. She was very worried about Aamir. Who would take care of him? Who would wash and press his clothes? But the most important question was, who would cook food, which Aamir had never done. All this worried her.
Aamir said he could do all this and would have food outside. Since it was a long-period assignment, Sarita said no. She discussed it with Saroj, to which Saroj had an idea, saying Aamir could eat with her.
Since she was living not far away, both Aamir and Sarita agreed. Saroj advised that Aamir would tell her half an hour before coming to eat, and she would keep food ready. Everyone agreed, thinking it to be a sensible plan, but Saroj had other ideas.
Sarita left home for the airport on Friday evening. Both Saroj and Aamir went to bid her farewell. On the way back home, Aamir went to her MIL to drop off and have dinner. Saroj asked Aamir to feel free and refresh himself, and she went into her bedroom to change.
While changing, she thought to give Aamir an idea about her plans. She changed into a nightie with thin fabric and a loose bra. She asked Aamir if he would take tea. He said, “Yes, but first, I would go to the bathroom.”
She made tea for both, and while putting down the tea, she bent so much that Aamir could have a nice look at more than half her boobs inside her nightie. Aamir was shocked for a moment, but then turned his face away. She knew “kaam ho gaya.”
After dinner, she asked if he would stay with her. He said, “No, mummyji, there is an urgent meeting tomorrow. However, I would come for lunch.”
The next morning, she was very happy as she knew Aamir would come. She shaved her pussy and her armpits. She pressed her sky-blue saree and matching blouse. She decided not to wear a bra. Thinking about her plans, her nipples were getting hard, and every now and then, she had to resort to fingering, but her body was still burning.
She was still in her nightie when, around 1 pm, Aamir called, “Mummy, I am coming.”
She knew he would arrive by 1:30 or 1:40. At 1:25, she got down to wipe the floor, lifting her nightie till her waist, such that her buttocks were exposed. The main door was unlatched, deliberately.
When Aamir reached, he pushed the door and saw Saroj wiping the floor, with her large buttocks clearly visible. He was stunned.
“Wow, what a beautiful, fuckable ass she has,” he thought. That’s what Saroj had wanted.
Then she suddenly stood up and ran towards the bathroom, her buttocks still visible. That brought Aamir to his senses. He felt his fly getting horny, which was easily visible as he was wearing only a track pant with elastic.
Then, he sat down on the sofa, and Saroj was in the bathroom. Then there was the sound of bathing. A little later, Saroj called Aamir, “Beta, can you please give me my saree, petticoat, and towel? I forgot to take them in a hurry.”
“Yes, mummyji,” he said. He picked the dresses lying on the bed, but there was no bra. He asked, “Mummyji, where is your bra?”
She said, “Not required.”
He thought, “Is she not wearing a bra, or will she wear the old one? I think she will wear the old one.”
Then, when he pushed the bathroom door, Saroj was standing fully naked with her back towards the door. He once again saw those beautiful buttocks.
He licked his lips and said, “Mummyji.”
Saroj turned and took off her clothes. At that time, Aamir’s face was towards the room. She enjoyed it. She knew the scheme was working.
After coming out from the bathroom, she went straight to her room and combed her hair, throwing all the hair-locks on her left shoulder and pallu passing in between her two firm breasts. She praised her sexy look in the mirror.
When she came out of her room, she asked Aamir, “Khana khaoge, beta?”
Aamir: “Ji mummyji.”
Saroj: “Yahin khaoge ya kitchen mein?”
Aamir: “Kitchen mein.” (He thought, in this way, he could look at this woman while eating.)
They both went into the kitchen. Aamir sat on the dining table while Saroj started to warm the food.
While making salad for him, she had an idea.
Saroj: “Aamir, beta, meri peeth par paseena aa raha hai… zara poch do na?”
Aamir wipes the drops of sweat on the open part of the blouse.
Saroj: “Beta, mera samne neck par bhi paseena aa raha hai… us ko bhi poch do.”
Aamir: “Kya samne bhi?”
Saroj: “Haan, saamne bhi. Arey, sharma kyon rahe ho? Tum to mere bete ho.”
Aamir wipes the sweat on her neck and just below it. While wiping her sweat below the neck, he spreads one of his fingers and with it touches her firm breasts slightly. His dick has started to rise its head by now.
Saroj was not looking at Aamir’s face now. She was now directly looking at his dick and was enjoying the tent visible from his track pants. She suddenly felt that the number of fingers touching her boobs had now increased, and she could feel his hands on both her boobs. She could feel the heat all over her body. She closed her eyes and spread her hand to touch the long piece of Aamir’s flesh. UMMMMMMMM! She opens her eyes and asks Aamir, “What is this?”
Saroj: “Ye to kam se kam 9 inch ka hoga. Itna lamba maine kisi ka nahi dekha.”
Aamir: “To kya aap ne husband ke ilawa bhi kisi ke sath bhi kya hai?”
Saroj: “Kai logon ke sath. Tum jante ke college mein meri friends mujhe kis naam se bulati thi?”
Aamir: “Kya?”
Saroj: “Kamini… kyon ki main bahot hi kamuk thi. Tumhara size kya hai?”
Aamir: “9-inch lamba aur 3-inch mota.”
Saroj: “Sarita ke pita ji ka 6 inch ka tha. Lekin unke death ke baad maine aaj tak kisi ke sath nahi kya. Kya tum meri pyaas bujha sakte ho?”
Aamir: “Main bhi pyaasa hoon.”
Saroj: “Kyon? Tumhare paas to Sarita hai.”
Aamir: “Us ko pata hi nahi mard ko kaise khush kya jata hai. Bas kapde kholo, ghusao aur chodo. Pehle zara pyaar karo, khelo, phir different positions mein sex karo… tab to maza hai.”
She immediately hugged Aamir tightly, like she would enter his body. Aamir started to kiss her lips, which soon turned to a French kiss. She was sucking his tongue, and then she asked Aamir to lick her lips.
Aamir licked the sweetness of her lips and simultaneously started to open her blouse while her saree was already partly on the floor and partly on her waist, slightly tucked to her petticoat.
After opening her blouse, he let her saree fall free to the ground. Aamir went slightly back and was watching her in her bra and petticoat. She was looking so sexy and cute. He pounced on her breast, sucking it from above the bra. Soon both her cups of bra were wet.
She was moaning, “Aaaah, aaaaah, aaaaah.”
She was so hot that her body was shivering, and she was not able to speak a word. Her moans were filling the room.
“Mmmmmmmm, aaaaah, uuuffffff.”
Then she pushed Aamir back and began to open her t-shirt and with one movement opened his pants and underwear. Now, both of them were standing stark naked in the middle of the room.
Aamir’s dick was fully grown, and pre-cum was oozing out of it. She bent down and took the dick in her mouth. She sucked it and was able to take only half of it in her mouth. Then she licked it from bottom to top, licking the pre-cum.
“Uuuuuu, so tasty,” she said.
Then Aamir made her stand up, picked her up in his hands, and took her to the bedroom. He threw her on the soft coir. Saroj said, “Aaaah. Do it softly and lovingly. I love you a lot, my dear.”
Aamir made her lie on the bed, and they were now in the 69 position. Her pink lips were so soft. He licked her pussy lips and then inserted his tongue inside her pussy.
Saroj moaned loudly, “Aaaahhhhhhaaaaa.” She was not able to say anything as she had Aamir’s large dick in her mouth. “Aaaghhh, aaahha, uummmmm…” was all she could utter.
This continued for almost ten minutes, which took Saroj to the height of eroticism, as evident from her dripping pussy. But Aamir was still going on without showing any sign of fatigue.
Now Saroj asked Aamir to lie on the bed as she wanted to ride his cock. He obeyed with his dick pointing towards the roof. He cried in pain and enjoyment as the dick entered her pussy. But what Aamir did, she did not expect. He pushed his dick with one thrust inside her pussy.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” she was now crying and begging Aamir to leave her. But he was holding her shoulders so and pushing her downwards.
Saroj felt an iron rod had entered her pussy, and she screamed, “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.” The scream filled the whole room.
And then Aamir loosened his grip and lay still. A little later, Saroj started moving up and down slowly, and each time she felt pain, but after 5 minutes, she felt good. Now she was enjoying.
She remembered a film dialogue, “Dard mein bhi mazaa hai.” Now she was enjoying.
“Oooh God, fuck me, fuck me hard,” was all she could say.
Now she was pushing her body down, and Aamir was pushing his dick upward. And each thrust took her to the height of fantasy.
After about ten minutes, she came to orgasm, and Aamir’s dick was all wet with water released by her pussy. She fell beside Aamir, whose dick was still hard. She tiredly took the dick in her mouth and sucked it like a porn actress.
Aamir knew she was a champion at sucking dicks, and he came in her mouth. Saroj drank the whole cum – not a drop fell from her mouth. Both lay on the bed, lying in each other’s arms.
After some rest, Saroj’s hand came to rest on Aamir’s dick. It made his dick rise again. Saroj said, “You naughty guy,” and stroked lightly on his dick.
She bowed over his cock and started licking it from top to bottom, then sucked his balls and licked the part below his balls. All this made Aamir’s dick rock hard.
She again rode on his cock, but this time, the target was her ass. She asked not to do it forcefully but slowly. Aamir agreed. She started to move up and down. Both were enjoying the fucking session.
“Mmmm, aaaaa, uuuuu.”
Aamir asked, “You liking it?” And Saroj was so full of sex she could not utter a word except, “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh, aaaaahhhhh.”
Each time she moved, her 38D breasts touched Aamir’s face, and he took her nipples in his mouth and sucked it. Then she took out his cock from her ass and lay on the bed.
Aamir asked, “What happened?”
Saroj replied, “Missionary.”
He understood what she wanted. He kept her legs on his shoulder and, with one thrust, put his whole cock inside her pussy. It was all wet, so it went in easily. Both were enjoying the fucking session.
The room was echoing with the sound of his balls touching her thighs on each thrust, “ghup, ghup, ghup.”
Saroj tells Aamir, “Tumhara to stamina bahut hai. Maza aa gaya. Mujhe to aaj tak kisi ne itna achha nahi choda.”
Then she turns back and tells Aamir, “Doggy.”
Aamir starts to fuck her in that position. After about 15 minutes, Aamir tells her, “I am about to cum.”
She again came to the missionary position and told him, “Cum inside… I want to be your child’s mother.”
Aamir agrees, but after some thought, he tells her, “No, that could be a problem,” and she also understands. She then takes out his cock and gives him a handjob, and tells him to throw his cum on her face and breasts. He did so.
She says, “Itna zyada maal kahan rakhte ho?”
Aamir, laughingly, “Bottle bada hai to pani bhi to zyada hoga na? Chalo, ab ye pani pee lo.”
She says, “Sure,” and licks the whole cum with her fingers and puts the fingers in her mouth.
Then they had a bath together. After that, they both took lunch with Saroj sitting naked on Aamir’s lap, who was also naked.
After lunch, Aamir asks her if he can stay with her till Sunday. She said, “Why not?” And till then, they both enjoyed each other’s company.