Ms Nasima Ali

Rasheed Ali had met this 25 year old Raghunath Chauhan on the bus. Rasheed’s pocket had been picked and Raghunath Chauhan offered to pay the fare. At 18 years Rasheed was going to college. He was average build and lived with his 35 years old mother, Nasima Ali. His mother had become a widow last year. She was very fair in complexion and was a petite woman with full breasts. She always wore salwar kamiz (indian dress)and her prominent ass looked sexy as she walked. She was a conservative lady.

They had a house having 5 bedrooms and two were already vacant to be rented out.”Thanks friend, I will return your money very soon. In fact I can repay you as soon as I go home if you have time. Where do you live?” Raghunath Chauhan smiled,” I am looking for a place to live. Do you know of a two room house for rent? I can pay Rs 2000″ Raghunath Chauhan was a thug who had just been out of jail for assaulting a 50 year old rich lady. He was looking for an unknown house where no body would recognise him.

“You got a deal, friend. My house can give you that and mother will love to have you as our tenant. You are such a friend! She will love to have you, really!” Rasheed said with growing excitement. Getting a single tenant was so difficult!. Raghunath Chauhan was at least 6 feet 2 inches tall, strongly built. He wanted a secret place to live where no one knew him. So he went along with his new friend.

“Mother, meet my friend Raghunath Chauhan. He is going to take our house on rent. I have told him the rent is Rs.2000. He agres to rent.” Raghu, as he is called by his friends, was mesmerised by the sight of Ms Ali. What a gorgeous woman she was! Her tits were straining to come out of her kamiz. When Rasheed ahd gone into the room, Raghu satred at the mature woman with open lust as his cock grew in his jeans.’ You are welcome beta! We were looking for a tenant and what better tenant than my son’s friend?” Then her stare fell on his crotch and she lowered her eyes. The bastard was getting a hardon by looking at her!

“Where is your luggage, Raghu? You can bring it tomorrow and you can call mother Mom too. After alL we are friends, are we not?” Raghu laughed in an embarrassed way. Nasima was upset by this boy’s stare! The bastard was making her nude in his imagination! When she went to bed, she could see his swelling cock in his pants and she blushed as her hand went between her thighs to touch her pussy which had been starving for a cock since her husband’s death. She had missed his cock and tonight she missed it even more.

Next morning Rasheed left for college while Raghu slept till 9 am. Just as Ms Ali passed his door, she was surprised in see her son’s friend in nothing but his white boxers. His rippling muscles caught her attention. Raghu woke up at the sound of foot steps and stared at his friend’s mother’s shapely ass. He wanted this woman. It did not matter to him if she had called him “beta”(son). He was a motherfucker who would fuck any woman who was breathing. Ms Ali was a hot woman!!

Raghu wanted to see Nasima again. He went into her room almost naked in his boxers and gave her the rent. He stared at her with lust and was giving her dirty looks and although he knew her to be mother of his friend, he wanted to fuck her.

At 11, Nasima was in the kitchen washing the dishes when she noticed that the window of Raghu’s bathroom was completely open and he was taking a bath. The bastard was jerking off his cock.” My God!! What a cock!! Does this boy have a horse’s cock? She could not believe how big was his cock? It must be nine inches long!!! ” She turned her face away but the sight of his meat would not go away from her mind,” Ohhh Mom! Fuck you, Nasima, I want you” She was shocked when she heard these vulgar words coming from the open window. Her cunt orgasmed at once as she imagined herself being fucked under this young stud.

Nasima did not believe her eyes. His cock was unbelivable. At first, the muslim mother thought that her eyes were betraying her. She had only seen the cock of her husband but it looked like Raghu’s cock was at least double her husband’s cock and much thicker. It looked big and delicious. Her legs refused to move and her eyes wouldn’t close as the sight of that huge cock would not go away.

Raghu knew no woman can resist the sight of his cock. He was showing it to her delibrately. He needed a woman and here was one ripe and ready.

In his room, her was naked. He was looking at his naked body in the mirror. His door was open slightly. He felt someone looking in his room. He turned and saw the muslim mother peeping at his naked body. It was not the first time a woman lusted for his cock with her eyes. His cock began to grow as he saw the innocent woman looking at him throgh the mirror. He decided to give her a show. Grabbing his monster cock in his right hand, he began masturbating and jerking it for amazement of Nasima. Nasima’s jaw dropped open as she saw thick streams of cum gushing out of the monster cock. She saw his balls jerked heavily with every spurt until he had emptied his load on the floor.

At noon he went into her kitchen. He wore white kurta pajama. Nasima was there in a thin salwar kamiz which showed her big tits and ass. He knew she wore no panty or bra.” Maa, what about lunch? I have been starving since morning. What have you cooked? Or if you want, I can bring some food from a restaurant.” Nasima’s face turned red at his arrival in the kitchen. Her memory of his erect cock was still fresh in her mind. “Ohhh how are you Raghu? Oh I forgot you must be hungry. I have mutton and rice. Ok?” He loved eating mutton.”I was going to eat myself, lets have it togther” Nasima invited him.

They ate in slience. They sat with their bodies touching each other’s.

Nasima felt her heart fluttering when she remembered how this huge boy looked in his room before the mirror. Nasima was thinking that the woman that this man will marry will be a very lucky woman.

Raghu stopped eating abruptly as he felt the soft tit of the muslim woman press against his arm. The old bitch was pressing her boobs on his arm! He stopped eating, turned and kissed her feverishly on the lips. Her first reaction was a total shock and then she fought to escape the clutches of this big boy. He kissed her soft red lips with his lips. His tongue entered her mouth to meet with her tongue.

His hands were all over her small body squeezing her breasts, pressing on her pussy.

“Ohhh Nasima, you are a hot woman. I am the motherfucker, Maa! You were looking at your son from the door, were you not Bitch mother? You loved my cock, it is big, is it not, Nasima?” The memory of his naked body was too much for her. In two minutes she surrendered. Her kamiz and salwar were on the floor of the kitchen and this nasty boy was sucking hungrily at her rosy nipples, while his hands were massaging her big breasts.

She had never been treated her like that. Her husband was the only man to lay hand on her and he was so gentle, not like this bull ravishing her. Here she was a pure, innocent widow, totally naked with her son’s friend, being molested and sexually used in her own kitchen.

Raghu was an expert in dealing with muslim matured women who were starving for his cock. He knew how to bring the slut out of them.

Taking his left hand, he grabbed Nasima’s pussy and began to play with it and press on it. A deep moan escaped the mother’s mouth. These were new sensations that she had suppressed for a long time. Then she felt a thick finger intruding into her cunt which was streaming with juice. He was suking on her nipples at the same time.

She put her hands on his big shoulders, trying to push him away but deep inside her heart, she wanted this son like male to fuck her. Raghu pushed his finger deeper into the muslim mother’s pussy.

Nasima felt her juices begin to flow and she was unable to push any harder on this man’s shoulders. She let him continue to finger her cunt.

“Beta, take off your clothes. I want you naked1 I want to touch your monster cock in my hands. I have never seen anything like this!” Raghu got up and took off his pajama and kurta. He stood naked before this muslim woman who called him her son. What a bitch mother to have!!!.

Naked, he picked her small sexy body up in his arms and carried her to her bed where lowered her down and stared at her trim pussy and heaving white breasts. He stroked his cock.” Touch it! Suck it Maa!You will love its taste. All whores love this cock! You are my new mother whore!”

She rose to put his pink cockhead into her hungry mouth. She tasted the precum that covered head of the big cock her own hand wandered to her own cunt lips, a jolt of electricity shot through her whole body form her toes to her head.

She sucked his monster cock while he cupped her boobs. She cupped his hairy balls as Raghu fucked her mouth. ” Do I remind you of Rasheed? Whore, suck my cock, call me Rasheed! I know your type. You love being called a mother when a man as old as your son fucks you. Now leave my cock and get ready to fuck me. Let Raghu make you ride his horse’s cock” Saying this, he lowered her on the fuck pole.

Nasima’s cunt was stretched beyond limit. She had never felt this feeling with her husband. Little by little Nasima, sank on the cock until she was fully impaled on the big monster of her new tenant. Nasima held on to the muscular broad shoulders of her tenant, impaling her on his cock. All her mental power was centered in her cunt on her new son who was conquering her cunt with his cock.

As she began to raise and lower herself on the fuck pole, her breasts jiggled and deep moans escaped her throat. Nasima closed her eyes as the pleasure and pain in her overstretched cunt enveloped her. Was this how a woman should feel when she was filled to the brim with such a huge cock? She knew one thing: this pleasure she was feeling from Raghu’s thick cock made her ride cloud nine.

Raghu suddenly grabbed her by her waist and moved her faster up and down on his cock.

She began to scream with pleasure as his cock plowed her deeper and harder. Raghu gripped her lovely asscheeks as he made her fuck his pole. Her screams grew louder as Raghu’s cock filled her completely.

To add to all this he began biting feverishly at her soft breasts. He was consumed by lust for this woman. With each stroke his cock grew stiffer. He had the feeling that this muslim woman belonged to him.

After 15 minutes of riding the cock, Nasima was delirious. She had already orgasmed three times and the horny young stud under her was still pumping her, fucking her cunt like a horse. Nasima felt the cock head inside her cunt expand as the balls hit her ass.

She screamed at the sensation as he began to cum inside her cunt whi ch gripped his cock tightly. “oooohhh…fuck meeee son…Raghu betaaaaa….fuck me…aaaahhhh…I am cumming..give me yourcock!!!” He was lifting her on his cock by ho;lding her by the ass and continued to fuck as load after load of cum was being deposited in her pussy. They were panting like animals.

After they finished, streams of cum flowed from the Nasima’s freshly fucked pussy as her breasts were covered with love bites from her young stud.

Rasheed noticed a new gleam on his mother’s face which he had seen when his father was alive. They behanved normally in his presence. Then the nxt day after the son had left for college, Raghu caught her and began to kiss her like an animal. She fell to her knees and kissed her young lover’s crotch over the jeans.

That day, Nasima laid on the bed and opened her thighs wide and waited for the him to penetrate the place that he had opened yesterday. She wanted the young cock in her cunt.

Raghu had been calling her “Mother”. He didn’t waste any time in positioning his cock between the mother’s legs and pushing to penetrate her hungry cunt. The bed rocked heavily.

Nasima screamed as her legs were up high in the air and the young cock was pistoning in and out of her mother cunt. She begged him to fuck her hard with stiff cock. She told him she wanted to marry him.

Orgasm after orgasm rocked her body as Raghu used her breasts and her cunt for his pleasure. The fucking lasted several hours. ” Will you marry me?” She asked fearing her lover may say no. Raghu was silent for a moment but then said” Yes Nasima. I want you to be my wife but what will we say to Rasheed? After all I have been fucking his mother. He cant take me as his father.