Hot And Horny Mom’s Friend

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My mom, who is 50 years old, has been friends with a neighborhood lady since I was a Child. Her name is Sunita Aunty, and she is 54 years old. Now I watch porn on the internet on a daily basis, I think about her a lot more than I used to. She is older now, with a few extra pounds here and there, but they are all in the right places, and she is so nice and friendly, with a beautiful face and the prettiest blue eyes you ever want to see.

She stands about 5’6″, with long brown hair, and the best word to describe her is voluptuous. That’s it. Her breasts are huge, her hips are wide, her ass is glorious, and she is all Full grown mature woman. Needless to say, I look forward to her visits, and I now spend a lot of time masturbating and fantasizing about her.

My name is Rahul, and I have really grown up and out these last few years. I’m now 5’9and in very good shape. I work a lot of hours and sometimes it’s exhausting. My friend Karan, who owns the business, is cool and if I tell him I need a break for a day he’s usually OK with it.

I was on one of these breaks one afternoon, having left after lunch when I heard Sunita Aunty come in for a visit with my mom. It wasn’t even 5 o’clock yet but I heard “Hi Maya, how is your wine supply, I need a drink and a shoulder to cry on.” I knew something was up and decided to do a little eavesdropping to find out just what it was.

It seems Sunita Aunty was frustrated with the dating scene and the lame guys she was meeting. Most of them had too much baggage, or if they did end up in bed, it was so disappointing and unsatisfying she was on the verge of giving up altogether and becoming a nun. My mom listened and laughed here and there, and at one point said: “maybe you need to find a younger man.”

They were moving on to their second bottle of wine and I heard Sunita Aunty say “You know, I have to admit these guys today really turn me on.”

My mom said, “I know what you mean, they are in great shape and I doubt they would disappoint you in the bedroom.”

Sunita Aunty then shocked my mom when she said: “Well, since I’m talking between 30 and 40 years old, I might have to teach them what I want, but it would be worth it.”

“Sunita Aunty!” my mom shouted. “Are you serious?”

“I’m dead serious” she replied. Finishing another glass of wine, she went on. “I watched a porn video last night where this guy forced himself on a much older lady and made her suck him off.”

“OMG,” my mom cried. “And you liked it?”

“Oh God yes,” Sunita Aunty said, “It turned me on so much I had to get my vibrator out and watch it again.”

I decided I had heard enough, and quietly went back upstairs. I made some noise in my room so they would know I was in the house, then went to the bathroom and flushed the toilet. I waited a few minutes and went downstairs and made an appearance in the kitchen.

“Hey mom, Hi Sunita Aunty Aunty,” I said as I went to the fridge and got myself a glass of orange juice.

“Hi Rahul,” my mom said. “I didn’t know you were home.”

“Hi, Rahul” Sunita Aunty said, as she sat twirling her glass of wine, suddenly very quiet.

“Yeah, I left work early. Karan said it was cool since we got a lot done before lunch.”

I smiled at Sunita Aunty as I sipped my juice. “Hi, Sunita Aunty, nice to see you.”

“Nice to see you too Rahul,” she replied as she looked at me, and glanced up and down, being buzzed enough to check me out.

I finished my Juice and put the glass in the sink, heading out the door. “I’m off to the gym, see you later mom, and bye Sunita Aunty, it was nice seeing you again.”

They were quiet as I left, but I listened long enough to hear mom say “no, don’t worry about it, he was upstairs in his room, I’m sure he didn’t hear anything.”

I never went to the gym. I waited a few hours and hoped Sunita Aunty was having a little more wine. I had plans to pay her a visit, and there was nothing that was going to distract me or change my mind. She lived alone since her boys moved out on their own, and I knew by 7 pm she would be nice and comfy and settled in for the night.

I knocked on her door a little after 7, and sure enough, she answered in her housecoat/robe, with a glass of wine in her hand. She was very surprised to see me. She let out an “Oh!” and looked past me, seeing that I was alone and looked back at me. “Is everything OK with your mom?”

“Oh yeah,” I replied, smiling at her and letting my eyes travel down to the ample cleavage showing in her partially open robe. “She’s fine. I wanted to talk to you about something. May I come in please?”

“Of course you can Rahul, come on in,” she said, as she opened the door and I walked past her, giving her my best Mr. Confident smile, even though I was pretty nervous. I had decided I was going to force her to suck my cock, and hope she didn’t freak out because it was me.

She closed the door and turned to see me standing very close to her. She stopped short, spilling a little wine on the floor, and said: “My god Rahul, you scared me half to death!”

I took her wine glass out of her hand and set it on the little table next to the door, moving closer to her. She stepped back until she was pressed against the door, staring at me. “What do you think you’re doing Rahul?”

“Whatever I want Sunita Aunty,” She started to protest, but I stepped in and kissed her. I pushed my tongue in her mouth and she gave up immediately, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me back, hungrily sucking on my tongue, which really turned me on a lot. We stood against the door for some time, kissing like teenagers, as my hands started to roam over her body. I reached up and squeezed her massive breast, causing her to moan louder.

I pushed her robe open, exposing her naked tits, and grabbed them, massaging them, squeezing them, rolling her nipples between my fingers as we took turns sucking on each other’s tongues. I decided that was enough kissing, and got on with my plan.

I broke the kiss and put my hands on her shoulders, pushing her down to her knees. She went down willingly, moaning when I stepped close enough to rub the bulge in my pants against her cheeks.

“Take it out Sunita Aunty,” I said, as she looked up at me. She hesitated for a second, unsure what to do or say.

I used my best evil grin and said: “I’m not asking, now take it out and suck it.”

She smiled at me as she reached into my pants and pulled out my throbbing hard cock. I think at that moment she figured out I had heard her, but she never said so one way or the other. She took my cock in her mouth and swallowed the entire length, moaning as I gasped and thrust my hips forward.

I reached down to grab her big tit and play with it as she alternated from stroking me while sucking the head to deep throating me over and over. I was so turned on and felt like I was about to cum any minute. She was very turned on as well, as I watched her rub her pussy with her other hand while sucking me hungrily, moaning and groaning as I stood there and fucked her mouth.

“Oh yes Sunita Aunty, suck it, suck my cock” I moaned, thrusting my hips faster while pushing my cock down her throat again and again.

She rubbed her pussy furiously as she brought me closer and closer to orgasm. She moaned around my cock as she reached around with both hands and grabbed my ass cheeks, pulling me deeper in her throat with every thrust.

“Oh yes, you’re going to make me cum Sunita Aunty, suck it.”

She continued to moan and suck hungrily, pulling me deeper with every thrust. I grabbed her face with both hands and held her head as I fucked her mouth faster and faster.

“Make me cum Sunita Aunty, I know you want it,” I growled, as she looked up at me and our eyes met. The smile was in her eyes as she worked hard for her reward.

“Oh yessssss, I’m going to cum for you Sunita Aunty!”

My cock exploded and she continued to suck and moan, swallowing spurt after spurt as she drained me of my load.

I leaned against the wall, weak in the knees from her awesome cock sucking skills. I stared down at her in awe as she sucked the last drops from me, smiling as she wiped her mouth.

She looked up at me, winked, and said “I knew you heard me today, you sneaky little bastard. I’m just glad I was right about you.”

Here I thought I was playing her, and she played me like a fiddle. Not that I complained. I’ve been back a lot since then, but that’s another sex story.

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