15-06-2021, 06:23 PM
Hot Punjabi Mom Fucks Son’s Friend by sas123
All credit to original author.
I was 18 when we moved to Mumbai from Chandigarh. Ours is a Punjabi family and I am the only son. My dad works in the merchant navy and has to stay away for a considerable period of time. My mom is a typical Punjabi woman and is a housewife.
My parents had decided to move to Mumbai as dad had been promoted in the transportation firm he worked for and they wanted him close to the HO. Although the pay was good, his absence did make mom quite frustrated. I noticed that she didn’t have much to do all day and watching TV was making her dull.
My mom was an attractive Punjabi woman. She is fair, 5 ft 10 tall and well-endowed at the right places! I have often caught men ogling at my hot mom. It used to give me some sort of weird pervert-like pleasure to see my own mother being ogled at by these hungry wolves. I used to pleasure myself thinking about these men having their way with mom especially since dad was not there to fulfill her sexual needs.
I often fantasized her with smart and good looking rich men. I imagined her to be the mistress to a big shot guy who would spend a lot on her and take her on vacation where they would have hardcore sex.
At school, I had only one good friend named Rishabh. He was from Kashmir and good looking himself. He worked out in the gym and was athletic. Rishabh played many sports and was a trained massage therapist too.
It so happened that mom began to have back pain due to her habit of watching TV all day sitting on the sofa. None of the medications was helping her.
When I brought this up with my friend Rishabh, he asked me if he could give her a massage. I straight away said no but somewhere the thought of his hands running on my mother’s body turned me on. I told him later that I would discuss with her.
At home, it took me some time to finally convince my mom to take the massage from my friend. She refused but later I told her that Rishabh was like a brother to me and wanted to help. Also, I told her about his fake credentials and certifications and made up stories about how he helped a lot of people with their backache! In a few days, mom agreed.
Now, the pervert me didn’t want him to massage her in my presence as I knew he would be careful then. So I made up a story about having to go out for a few hours when my friend came to my home. I secretly came back and hid so I can have a nice view in the bedroom and that is when the fun began.
For the first 30 minutes, my friend kept talking to my mom and was doing a regular massage. Mom also got comfortable and was feeling relaxed. Rishabh was really doing a good job and using oils to properly relax mom’s body and stiff back. Mom was totally relaxed and was also enjoying her chat with him.
“Auntie, I have to tell you that I wouldn’t ever leave you if I was your husband. You look very beautiful”.
I was shocked to hear this coming from my friend’s mouth but what shocked me more was when mom didn’t react to his flirting! Instead, she told him how good his hands felt against her back!
I knew she was hungry for a good fuck and was attracted to my friend, Rishabh. Rishabh smartly kept undressing my sexy mom on the pretext of massage and in no time, mom was completely nude and wrapped only in a towel. Slowly, he made his way to mom’s pussy and started playing with it.
“Ok, I think this is enough now. We had good fun. Now you should go.”
“But the massage isn’t over yet, this is the part where you relax the most.”
“I know what this part is, you need to stop as this is wrongggggg..”
Rishabh had started to fingerfuck mom and she was liking it!
“Please stop now. I canttttt..”
“Yes, you can. It’s okay. I will make you very happy, Auntie.”
“You can call me ‘Smita’, Rishabh. We have let go of our boundaries anyway. Oh my Goddd…. where did you learn to do that, boy?!”
All credit to original author.
I was 18 when we moved to Mumbai from Chandigarh. Ours is a Punjabi family and I am the only son. My dad works in the merchant navy and has to stay away for a considerable period of time. My mom is a typical Punjabi woman and is a housewife.
My parents had decided to move to Mumbai as dad had been promoted in the transportation firm he worked for and they wanted him close to the HO. Although the pay was good, his absence did make mom quite frustrated. I noticed that she didn’t have much to do all day and watching TV was making her dull.
My mom was an attractive Punjabi woman. She is fair, 5 ft 10 tall and well-endowed at the right places! I have often caught men ogling at my hot mom. It used to give me some sort of weird pervert-like pleasure to see my own mother being ogled at by these hungry wolves. I used to pleasure myself thinking about these men having their way with mom especially since dad was not there to fulfill her sexual needs.
I often fantasized her with smart and good looking rich men. I imagined her to be the mistress to a big shot guy who would spend a lot on her and take her on vacation where they would have hardcore sex.
At school, I had only one good friend named Rishabh. He was from Kashmir and good looking himself. He worked out in the gym and was athletic. Rishabh played many sports and was a trained massage therapist too.
It so happened that mom began to have back pain due to her habit of watching TV all day sitting on the sofa. None of the medications was helping her.
When I brought this up with my friend Rishabh, he asked me if he could give her a massage. I straight away said no but somewhere the thought of his hands running on my mother’s body turned me on. I told him later that I would discuss with her.
At home, it took me some time to finally convince my mom to take the massage from my friend. She refused but later I told her that Rishabh was like a brother to me and wanted to help. Also, I told her about his fake credentials and certifications and made up stories about how he helped a lot of people with their backache! In a few days, mom agreed.
Now, the pervert me didn’t want him to massage her in my presence as I knew he would be careful then. So I made up a story about having to go out for a few hours when my friend came to my home. I secretly came back and hid so I can have a nice view in the bedroom and that is when the fun began.
For the first 30 minutes, my friend kept talking to my mom and was doing a regular massage. Mom also got comfortable and was feeling relaxed. Rishabh was really doing a good job and using oils to properly relax mom’s body and stiff back. Mom was totally relaxed and was also enjoying her chat with him.
“Auntie, I have to tell you that I wouldn’t ever leave you if I was your husband. You look very beautiful”.
I was shocked to hear this coming from my friend’s mouth but what shocked me more was when mom didn’t react to his flirting! Instead, she told him how good his hands felt against her back!
I knew she was hungry for a good fuck and was attracted to my friend, Rishabh. Rishabh smartly kept undressing my sexy mom on the pretext of massage and in no time, mom was completely nude and wrapped only in a towel. Slowly, he made his way to mom’s pussy and started playing with it.
“Ok, I think this is enough now. We had good fun. Now you should go.”
“But the massage isn’t over yet, this is the part where you relax the most.”
“I know what this part is, you need to stop as this is wrongggggg..”
Rishabh had started to fingerfuck mom and she was liking it!
“Please stop now. I canttttt..”
“Yes, you can. It’s okay. I will make you very happy, Auntie.”
“You can call me ‘Smita’, Rishabh. We have let go of our boundaries anyway. Oh my Goddd…. where did you learn to do that, boy?!”