MILF Neighbour And Her Daughter During Lockdown
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Things have not been the same between mom and me since I returned home for lockdown. Actually, things had been quite shaky since my 18th birthday 7 months ago.
My mom Vasundhara is a beautiful MILF. Yes. She’s a total MILF – a Mom I’d Love to Fuck. She is just 42 but hardly looks a day older than 35. She keeps fit by doing yoga. I am sure she makes many heads turn and dicks hard at the school she works in.
I’ve seen her peon, PT sir, and even students ogle at her shamelessly as she walks by. Being a respectable teacher, she only wears sarees and has her hair in a prim and proper bun every day when in school. Only I have had the fortune of seeing her in tight leggings and short t-shirts while she does yoga.
Even her nighties are of knee-length. Often when she sits down, I get to see her plump, milky thighs. And when she bends down to clean, she gives a clear view of her enormous cleavage that forms in the middle of the 36C boobs.
Ever since my father passed away 7 years ago, she has been my sole companion, friend, and confidant. I have always confided in her about my friends, my crushes, and everything else. The only thing I had kept a secret from her is how much I lust for her.
All that changed on my 18th birthday.
On my 18th birthday, all my friends came to my home and surprised me with a cake at 12 am. They took me away for a full day of masti, and it was 9 pm by the time I returned home. Mom was quite upset, and I could see that she was crying.
“What happened, mom? Why are you crying?” I asked out of concern.
“Nothing. I guess you had good fun with your friends and forgot all about your lonely mom,” she said sarcastically. It felt like being stabbed with a knife in the heart.
“No, mom, I told them I had to get home soon. But…”
“It’s okay. Go have food. I’ve made your favorite poori channa and jalebi.” She said and turned towards the bedroom.
“No, mom, let’s have dinner together!” I said and blocked her way.
“I’m not hungry. You go eat,” she said and tried to go into the bedroom. I hugged her tightly and pressed my body against her. She tried to resist at first but gave in.
“Sorry, mom. Let’s have dinner,” I said. This time our faces were too close to each other. I could see her wet eyes and her luscious lips. I forgot about everything else.
“Hey, why are you looking like that?” Mom asked.
“There is something more delicious than jalebi, mom,” I said and brought my face close to her.
“Really? What is that?” she asked innocently.
I leaned in and smooched her lips. Mom was in complete shock and was stunned. Her lips parted, and I slid my tongue inside her mouth and began smooching her lustfully. Mom gave in and kissed me back gently.
I hugged her tighter and pushed my hardness on her.
“Aah, Mom,” I moaned into her mouth, which brought her back to her senses, and she pushed me away. She corrected her dress and turned away. I was feeling ashamed.
“You go freshen up. I’ll serve us dinner,” she said and walked into the kitchen.
Throughout the dinner, there was complete silence between mom and me. She avoided my gaze and was transfixed on the plate before her. I couldn’t stop looking at her. Her lips, her cheeks, her cleavage, everything was making me go mad on her.
After dinner, mom was washing vessels. I don’t know what came over me, but seeing her back made me go mad. I immediately went and hugged her tightly from behind.
“Mom, I love you so much. I wish I could marry you, mom,” I said and groped her boobs.
Mom immediately let go of me and looked at me in anger. I quietly left the kitchen and went to sleep in the common bedroom that mom and I shared.
That was the only incident that happened between us before I left for college hostel the next day. Neither of us brought up the topic since then, and everything was fine between us. I spoke to mom daily, and she was cheerful as ever. Because of the lockdown, I immediately returned home.
“Arre! You were supposed to come tomorrow, na?” Mom said, looking at me surprised as she entered the home.
I had come home in the afternoon to surprise mom.
“I thought I’ll see my beautiful mom a day earlier,” I said and hugged her. Mom hugged me back and felt up my back, shoulders, and biceps.
“Oh, what is this? Have you been working out?” She asked. “You didn’t even do yoga with me when you were here!’
“Yes, mom, my birthday resolution was to be more fit,” I said, flexing my muscles. Mom touched them gently in awe. I could see that she was extremely proud of me for taking up this hobby and keeping myself fit.
The rest of the day was spent in exchanging stories, discussing corona, and talking about my time in college and her school. We retired to bed early in the night.
The next morning, mom and I woke up pretty early, and we went to the terrace to work out. Mom was in her usual tight leggings and a tight t-shirt that showed off all her curves. Her hair was in a ponytail. She looked like a sexy minx. I was just wearing a loose t-shirt and a pair of boxers.
Mom began doing her yoga on a yoga mat, and I started doing my push-ups, crunches, and squats. I had access to a gym back in college. But here I had to contend myself with just bodyweight exercises.
Pretty soon, mom and I both worked up a sweat. I could see the sweat dripping off her face, giving her a glowing look. She noticed me staring at her and nodded at me as if asking me what I was looking at. I just shook my head.
I was feeling sweaty and hot too. So I removed my t-shirt and stood there, bare-chested. It was my turn to ask my mother what she was looking at. She turned away sheepishly. We worked out for some more time, and we headed downstairs to freshen up.
“Where are you off to?” Mom asked me as I picked up my towel. “I have to go to school today. Let me take a bath first,” she said, blocking the way to the only bathroom in the house.
While the lockdown was in effect, my mom still had to go to school 3 days a week for some administration work.
“Mom, I’m sweaty!” I protested.
“I am sweaty too. See…”She lifted her arms and showed me the sweat patches at her armpits. My gaze went down and locked in on her cute navel that was exposed when her t-shirt came up.
Mom just gave me a sly smile as she lowered her arms.
“Maybe we can bathe together then,” I said, winking at her.
“Naughty fellow. Your old habits haven’t gone yet, huh?” She said, winking at me.
I smiled back sheepishly and scratched my head.
“Let mummy take a bath first, and I’ll make some nice breakfast for you,” she said and went into the bathroom with her towel. “In the meanwhile, take out the clothes from the washing machine and put them out to dry.”
I could hear the sounds of water falling on the floor and mom’s gentle voice humming a Bollywood song. I was so jealous of her soap, which had the pleasure of running across every inch of her body. Just thinking of her wet, milky body made me go hard.
I lowered my boxers and began stroking hardness, thinking of how nice it would be to pump my hard cock into her wet, slippery pussy. I was so engrossed in my imagination that I didn’t hear mom come out of the bathroom.
I opened my eyes to see mom, wrapped in just a towel staring at my hard cock. I immediately pulled up my boxers and looked down shamefully. Mom also turned around, as if to give me some privacy.
“Did… did you put the clothes to dry?” Mom asked, slyly turning around to look at me. My dick was still semi-hard and was making a good bulge in my boxers.
“No… no mom. I was tired so… I….” I stuttered.
I looked up at her and noticed her wet legs first. The thin silver anklets complemented her milky body well. My eyes followed her legs, up to her thighs. Old memories of me fapping to those thighs came flooding back to my mind.
As I traced her body with my eyes, mom turned around. I could see her cleavage, with her towel barely covering her milk tankers. My dick began to grow again and made a tent in my boxers.
“What are you looking at?” Mom asked, teasingly. Her gaze fell on my dick, and she laughed a little.
“Sorry, you have to see my like this,” mom said, looking into the mirror and combing her hair. As she lifted her hand, I could clearly see her shaved armpits.
“You know I live alone, and I don’t have to worry about anyone looking at me. So I usually just take a towel to the bath. I’ll be careful from next time,” she said and winked at me. “Now go take a bath. I need to change my clothes,” she said, applying kajal to her eyes.
“It’s okay, mom. I can stay right here.” I said, staring at her beauty shamelessly.
“You naughty!” She said and threw a towel at me. “Go take a bath. Let’s have breakfast together.”
I went into the bathroom, and immediately, my eyes fell on the pile of clothes mom had just removed. I picked up her panty and smelled it. I could smell the musky scent of her pussy juices and her sweat. I spent the next 20 minutes, jerking off to her panty.
“You took an awfully long time to bathe,” mom said, winking at me. She was wearing a plain pink saree and had her hair tied in a bun like always.
“Well, I had to get clean, mom,” I replied. I was wearing just a pair of boxers and a t-shirt again. I noticed mom gazing at my crotch every now and then.
“Ya ya, because you are such a dirty boy,” mom laughed.
“Well, dirty moms give birth to dirty sons, right mom!” I said and pinched her exposed waist.
Mom let out a low moan and immediately checked herself.
“Eat first!” She said.
“No, mom. Why don’t you feed me? It’s been so long!” I said.
Mom happily agreed to feed me. We were sitting very close to each other on the dining table. As mom fed me, I would sometimes mock-bite her fingers. And every time she fed me after taking a bite herself, I would say that the morsel tasted extra sweet because of her.
I took out the jalebi from the fridge and began feeding her in between bites.
“No, no! It’s enough! I’m getting late for school,” mom said, shaking her head.
“Please, mom, just one more bite. This jalebi is so sweet! Say aa… say aa…” I tried to force mom, but she didn’t budge. In the commotion, a piece of jalebi fell on her blouse, right at her cleavage. We both stopped messing around immediately.
“Let me clean up,” mom started getting up.
“It’s okay mom, I’ll clean it for you,” I said and took out my hanky. I stared at her cleavage for a few seconds. I could see her chest heaving as she breathed heavily.
“What are you looking at?” mom asked, out of breath.
“Nothing, mom,” I said. I bent down to her chest and put my lips on her cleavage and sucked the piece of jalebi from her cleavage. I licked the syrup with the tip of my tongue.
Mom wasn’t protesting. She seemed to enjoy it, so I began suckling her cleavage for some more time.
“Hey… stop it… it’s clean enough,” mom said.
“No, mom, there is some more….” I started licking her chest, then her neck, and then I began sucking the sweet juices on her lips. This time, mom didn’t stop me, we smooched like lovers for five minutes before mom pushed me away.
“I’m getting late for school,” she said and got up. I followed her to the washbasin, and as she was washing her hand. I hugged her from behind and began smooching her neck.
“Don’t go to school, mom,” I said, pressing my hardness on her. “Did you like what you saw in the morning?” I asked, still holding her tight. Mom wasn’t protesting. She was just breathing hard.
“I loved what I saw in the morning. But I want to see more, mom.” I said, feeling my hands on her bare waist.
Mom lost breath as my bare skin touched hers.
“Mom, I”m dying to fuck you,” I said, shamelessly as I grabbed her boobs on her saree.
Mom let out a loud moan. “Ah, beta, what are you saying? I’m your mother.”
“So what, mom? You are a woman too. And I can be the man who satisfies your burning desires. I know you have been hungry for a dick for the past 7 years,” I said.
Mom grabbed my hands and bit her lower lip.
“Don’t you remember how nice it feels to get fucked by a hard dick? Let me give you that pleasure again, mom,” I said, nibbling at her earlobes.
I turned mom around and began smooching her lips like a crazy lover. I grabbed her ass and started pressing it hard. I pulled down my boxers, freeing my erect cock. I took mom’s hand and put it on my bare dick.
She shuddered for a bit and was transfixed on my thick veiny cock. I started fucking her hand, and her grip became tighter. I spit on my cock to give it some lubrication.
I gently pushed mom’s head down, and she started kneeling without much resistance. When she got on her knees, she began licking the tip of my cock and took it deep inside her throat. She started sucking me like a pro.
“Ah, mom, you are sucking so good,” I said as she relished the full length of my shaft. I held mom’s head and started face fucking her hard. She began gagging on my thick cock, and tears began flowing from her eyes. But she didn’t give up till I shot a thick load inside her mouth.
Mom wiped her lips and eyes and smiled at me. “Dirty boy,” she said and blew me a kiss. As she got up, I kept my feet on her pallu, so her saree dropped when she got up, giving me a clear view of her in just a blouse. She turned around and covered her chest with her arms in shyness.
“Are you shy in front of me, mom? After drinking my cum?” I said, hugging her. “Now that you have drunk my milk, let me drink yours, mom,” I said, removing her hands from her chest. I unhooked her blouse and lifted her bra and began sucking her nipples.
Soon both of us were moaning in heat. Mom held my cock and began shaking it as it got hard. I put my hands inside her panties and began kneading her ass cheeks. I slipped mom’s panties aside and pushed my hard cock inside her wet pussy in one go.
Mom shrieked and gripped my bare shoulders tightly, driving her nails into my skin. I carried her, with my dick still deep inside her, into the bedroom. I laid her on the bed, with me on top of her, I began pumping my hard cock inside her wet, slippery pussy.
“Ah beta, slowly, your mom hasn’t had a man inside her for a long time,” she pleaded as I pounded her hard.
“Mommy, let me fuck you hard. Let me make you leak like a tap,” I said, ravaging her motherly beauty.
Soon we had forgotten that mom had to be in school, or that we were mother and son. We were just two hungry and horny people satisfying our carnal desires.
I kissed my mother in every inch of her skin and ate her pussy out like a hungry man. I squeezed her mature boobs like I always wanted to. Mom was a complete nymph. She took my tool inside her mouth and began deep throating me as I squeezed and pinched her boobs and nipples.
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I threw mom on the bed and began hammering into her pussy as she moaned and cried. I licked and smooched all over her face.
“Ah, mom I’m cumming. I’m cumming into your pussy,” I moaned.
“Yes, beta, cum inside me. Cum inside your own mother,” she pleaded and locked her legs behind my back.
Soon I shot loads of my thick sticky cum into her pussy and fell on top of her exhausted.
We both went to sleep, and when we woke up, we were no longer just mother and son. We were lovers and lived like a married couple.
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