A Mom And Her Son's Friend Pt 1 (Birthday Party)
Hello everyone. This is an incident happened with someone else. However, he asked me to pen it down. If you like this story, please write to me on- [email protected] or hangout/kik me on the same id. Archana was on the high sky today. It was her son Aman’s 19th birthday. The house was full of relatives and friends. Aman’s friend were all about to embark on an evening in town. Of course after savoring her skillful cooking. The evening had gone pretty well without any bummer and all of the guests were seemed happy. Archana loved being a mother. She had done this for years and she still enjoys her role. Looking after three children were not everyone’s cup of tea but she had done it wonderfully. She was 45 years old but still maintains herself. Although age was catching up on her, she could still turn some heads. Her breasts were starting to lose their firmness, the stomach has a bit of tire and the aging lines on the face and neck were starting to show. Her brownish black hair was medium in length but dense. There were few white lines but she colors it regularly and her hairstyle was perfect on her face. She looked around the room as all of Aman’s friend were preparing to leave. There was a lot of discussion going on among them and she could over-hear a few of them. Like other teenagers, it was mostly about women and who among them could manage to pull out one. She smiled in herself thinking how ignorant of them and how many of them would really know how to chat with a woman properly. The noise faded in the house as her son’s friend made their way out to the nearest hangout place. She was left alone in the house as her husband was away at work. He had informed her that he would not be home until the early morning. She arranged the house a little bit and then decided to have a long bath before hitting the bed. Hours later her sleep was disturbed by the sound of her bedroom door opening. She was quite tired and had been fast asleep, that’s why not completely aware of what was happening. With half-closed eyes she looked at the clock- it was 1 am. Aman’s father might be back from work earlier than expected. She sensed a bit of movement around her bed and then felt the lift. A body moved next to her. She felt that against her. After sometime she felt breathing on her neck and then small kisses against that. A hand moved to her stomach and then slide to her breasts rubbing against her nipples. That hand rubbing and cupping her boobs pinching her nipples. She wanted to withdraw but somehow it was feeling good. It’s been quite long since she got any physical attention from him. Like any other middle-aged Indian women, she has the same story. Too much of work and lack of spark after a long marriage. The attention was quite warm. She was feeling his body moving against hers and breathing against her face. A hard long kiss on her lips as if damaging her mouth. A tongue pushed into her mouth. The kiss was quite rough but she liked it. He was not normally this rough and passionate when it comes to sex. She could smell alcohol. But she doesn’t mind if he is ready to satisfy her. The hands were now pulling her vest. She was not going to resist as she is coming into mood herself. Plus they had the whole house. She allowed him to pull it over her head. She took a gasp as she felt his mouth on her nipple. The mouth was pulling, suckling and gently biting her nipple. She felt extremely aroused and in response, her hand went back to his head pulling him harder against herself. She felt fingers on the knot of her pajama bottoms and pulling it down. She spread her legs a little and something touched her pussy. She gasped again as the hand rubbed her slit. Archana moaned in pleasure and spread her legs wider in response. It has been years she hasn’t felt like this. The rubbing is getting harder and faster and in response, pussy is getting wetter and wetter. Archana felt something hard pushing her legs. She reached her hand and there was something expected, a hard throbbing cock. Though it felt larger than what she is used to be. She felt it so started to work for her hand up and down with hard strokes in excitement. She heard a moan coming out of his mouth and in response wanked him harder. She was feeling a fiery sensation between her legs because of excitement. It was burning with pleasure and her clit was being extremely buzzed. She felt a push at her vagina and then took a deep breath and felt two fingers entering inside. Her clit was still being rubbed and she couldn’t manage her normal breathing with this kind of assault. Archana’s excitement was going beyond control and she tightened her grip grinding the cock harder. She was moaning and gasping in pleasure. “Fuck Anuj it feels so good. I am so close baby,” she said. She felt another finger at her pussy and then moaned as it went inside. She shouted in appreciation as it got faster. She suddenly felt a change in motion and before she could utter anything she felt a pressure on her clit. She realizes what he had done. Now his thumb is on her clit and rest of fingers were going in and out of pussy. This was more than her control. The pleasure was unbearable. She moaned in ecstasy as she almost forgot what it feels like. She could not believe how much her little sister could take inside her. Something was building inside her. Deep inside her yet she could feel it. Her body started agitating and legs pressed shut. Waves of pleasure were traveling her body. She jerked and arched her body as each wave was hitting her hard. “Ummm. Oh fuck. I am cumming. Yes yes, keep doing it. Oh, God.” She screamed loud. She collapsed back on the bed with shocks of pleasure inside her womb and subsiding orgasm. She felt like as if she ran a marathon. She removed his hand from her pussy and she felt his face close to her. The kissing, hard and rough like teenage lovers.