Young Guy's Lust For His Friend's Mom
Hello readers, I am Kevin. This story here is my fantasy and reality – it is a mixture of them both. So, sit back and keep your tissues ready but not for this part, you will have to wait till the second part. This is a long story and I hope my readers would be patient enough to understand the feelings of a writer and read it. Well, the introduction is a must I guess. So, as I said earlier I am Kevin (I am 19 years old) and my friend’s mom’s name is Swapna (probably in her 30s). My friend is a year older than me but it doesn’t matter here. The beginning Well, I am not sure when this began, but I was always attracted to older women from a young age. But we all had restrictions because of our age. Swapna was a north Indian woman who was modern and was pretty cool with me as I was her son’s close friend. So I always could go to their house without a permission. It was more like my own house. I never saw my friend’s mom Swapna with the wrong eyes but eventually, things changed. I am not sure when it started but my feelings towards Swapna started changing. Whenever she used to clean the house or do household work, I used to check her out and was never caught, because I was at least good at that. I thought I could control my feelings and get rid of these thoughts from my mind. But, day by day, my feelings for my friend’s mom kept increasing. It was this feeling that I wanted to own her all by myself, her eyes, her smile, her smooth body – everything tempted me. Now if I talk about her husband, he was like a father to me. He treated me as one of his own and he was quite build up and the only thing I noticed was their disagreement on things and frequent fights (not serious ones though). I thought I had a chance. But I was scared to make a move as I knew her quite well, she would get angry at this and would make a scene. So I did not know how to make a move. All I used to was enjoy in every way possible. I used to enter their washroom and take my friend’s mom’s used panties and jerk off with them. I used to do this daily until I was caught. Yes, I was caught. I wouldn’t say it was bad to be get caught because things turned out good even though there were issues at first. I and Swapna were close and shared most of the stuff. Even if I had a gf, I would talk to her about it and she would tease me with those girls. She was good at head-massages and once when her soft hands touched against my head, I had a boner. She noticed it too and said, Swapna: It is quite common among boys and you shouldn’t be embarrassed about that. I wasn’t in a situation to hear those. I was feeling her soft hands against my head and having dirty thoughts about her. I did not pay attention to her words and was in my own world. I was always jealous of my friend that he had her as his mom. I wished she was some young woman, so at least I had a chance to hit on her. So, let’s hop into the story where it all began. As usual, I got into their washroom and picked up one of her used panties and smelled it. It had a fragrance that I never smelled before and was craving to have her. And I started jerking off with my friend’s mother’s panties and smelling her bra. The only mistake I did was that I forgot to lock the door because I was in a hurry to release the cum. My eyes were closed and I was jerking off as I heard the door handle’s sound. I did not mind because I thought I had locked the door. Swapna entered and I wasn’t aware of it. She literally starred at my dick for a few seconds and yelled my name loudly, Avant (my friend) came running asking her why did she yell. Swapna: Kevin was using the toilet and I just entered without knowing that. I was freaked out but she made up a story to rescue me and my mind was working properly and acted accordingly. I yelled from the bathroom. Me: I am sorry, I forgot to lock the door. Avant laughed out loud and went back to his room. I was nervous about facing Swapna again and I did not have any excuse or reason that I could give her because she saw it with her own eyes. I wasn’t prepared but I had to go out. I gathered some courage and came out of the washroom. I was taking steps slowly because of my nervousness. I moved into the drawing-room and I saw my friend’s mom sitting there with a stern face and watching the TV. I was scared to approach her but I had to, imagining things would get worse later. I slowly moved towards her and she paid no attention to me. I slowly sat down near her and called her out. She looked at me into my eyes and I wasn’t able to make eye contact. All of a sudden, I felt her hands on my cheeks. Well, it was not her being kind to me, it was her slapping me! I was shocked and wasn’t able to come up with a word. I stood up and walked off. I left from there and went back home. That night, I couldn’t sleep thinking about what I had done. The next day, I did not visit her house. A few days passed by and questions were raised by Avant and uncle that why wasn’t I coming over to their house. I gave excuses saying I had a lot of work and all. And later Avant called me and asked me to come over to his house and he mentioned that his mom had specially asked me to come over or else she would cut off every relation with me. I wasn’t sure if I should go, but Swapna left me no choice and I did go over to her house that night. Everyone greeted me and Swapna still had that stern look toward me. All sat down for dinner and Swapna kept serving me and patting my head as I ate. Later, all separated doing their own work and it was just me and my friend’s mom in the drawing-room. I tried to explain but wasn’t confident enough and then Swapna broke the silence and asked me whether it was intentionally done or I wasn’t in my right mind. I didn’t want to lie and make things worse. So I told her the truth.