Falling for my best friend’s mom – Part 1

Hello, I am Siddharth and I will be 26 years old this year. I thought of writing this story sooner or later but never dared to. The reason was that I wanted to keep this a secret, and I was afraid that people would find out about our affair.

Anyway, it’s been 2 years since then and it has become a part of my life. So, I thought why don’t I narrate this crazy adventure with my best friend’s mom? This story has a slow buildup. I mean, I don’t want to go fast. I will have to narrate a little about my past life and how it started.

Nikhil and I were childhood friends. To be precise, we were close neighbours, and we both grew up playing in each other’s house. When I turned 9, my parents moved to a different city to grow our business, leaving me alone with the Sharma family.

Sunita Sharma, who will turn 45 years old this year, took care of me while my family was away. We spent a lot of time together, and as I grew up, I had a strange feeling for Mrs. Sharma in my heart. Mrs. Sharma, or say ‘Sunita’ was a curvy woman blessed with beautiful curves; nowadays, people call this type of woman a ‘MILF’ or a trophy wife. To be honest, they are not wrong since she is aging like a fine wine.

I saw Sunita more closely than her son. I was around 19 years old when I saw my best friend’s mom Sunita naked. To be precise, while having sex with Mr. Sharma (Nikhil’s dad). It was late and around midnight. I woke up because I needed to pee. I went to the washroom as usual, but when I started walking towards my room, I heard the bed squeaking, the jingling of bangles/anklets. It was coming from Sunita’s bedroom.

Curiously, I went towards their room, and what I saw was still in my head. Sunita’s room has a door that gets jammed when closing and you can see their bed through a small gap between the door and the threshold. (How do I know? Nikhil and I used to steal some money from Sunita’s bag when we were young and I used to guard the door until Nikhil pulled out the money.)

Anyways, coming back to the story. I saw my best friend’s mom Sunita’s butt going up and down over Mr. Sharma. Since the lighting was not good due to the night light, I wasn’t able to see her, let alone her fat ass shining under the red night lamp. That day, I felt a weird sensation in my pants, and I came to know about masturbation. Since then, my image of Sunita changed completely, and whenever I saw her ass, it reminded me of their sex.

Years passed and I got more into Sunita. I was looking out for her dirty panties to have a smell of her pussy, searching the web for desi MILF videos, and imagining about Sunita while I jerked off. I had this strong lust for her which made me do something I never thought of.

One day when nobody was in the house, not even Nikhil, I decided to scout for some panties in Sunita’s bedroom. While searching, I found some condoms as well as lubricants in a drawer. You know the feeling when you see something you are not supposed to see and I saw something I was not supposed to see that day.

I was breathing heavily thinking about how these condoms go inside my best friend’s milf mom. Then I quickly pulled out one condom and tried wearing it. Of course, it was too big for my 19 yo, still-growing cock but I felt horny just by looking at it. Then I climbed onto their bed, placed Sunita’s underwear under me, and started humping on her bed.

I was enjoying every moment of it until a hand pushed me to the side of the bed. Then I looked up and it was Sunita! She almost slapped me, but then controlled herself and started yelling. She then grabbed my arm and dragged me to the hall. Fortunately, no one was there except me and Sunita.

I was standing there naked since my pants were still in her room. If I have to guess, she was cleaning the mess I made in her room.

After a while, she came up to me and threw my pants towards me. I was ashamed of my act but I didn’t know why my dick was still hard. Probably my libido was too high back then. Sunita saw this and took a deep breath before asking me why I did that. I had no words back then.

Sunita: If you’re not going to speak, then I will call your parents and tell them your deeds.

Me: I am sorry.

Sunita: Sorry. In the age of building a career, you’re doing this in your own friend’s parent’s room?

She was right. I had no explanation. She scolded me for a few more minutes before sending me back to my room. Since that day, I was always afraid that she would tell her husband about my deed. But fortunately, she never did.

After passing junior college, I moved out of the city to pursue engineering, and Nikhil just tagged himself along with me.

After spending 6 months in the first year, Nikhil and I decided to go back to our places. But Nikhil insisted on spending a week with his family. I met Sunita again after 6 months. She hugged me as if I was clear in her eyes. Her soft chest pressed against mine, I could feel her boobs.

The sweet smell coming from her hair reminded me of the night I saw her having sex. I was getting a boner under my jeans which was painful. As soon as we reached home from the airport, I went into the bathroom to have a bath. Unknowingly, my best friend’s mom entered the bathroom while I was naked. This may sound weird, but I was actually butt naked; I wasn’t even wearing underwear. I was sure I locked the door behind me but it seemed like it wasn’t.

Sunita stood there probably looking at my elongated cock, but then immediately she turned around and went out. At that moment, my lust for Sunita which I never showed since the time I got caught, started getting stronger.

While bathing, I decided to get bold and try hitting on my best friend’s mother. I was ready to face the consequences because I had nothing to lose. I thought that even if Sunita complained against me, I would simply leave their house and not talk to them again. That was when I started seducing Sunita.

Then I came out of the bathroom and walked towards the hall where Sunita was watching TV. I simply walked towards her and sat beside her on the couch. Her eyes were still on the TV when I made my move. I was wearing shorts and underneath those shorts, I was not wearing underwear.

Me: Aunty, do you still watch that serial?

Sunita: Haha, yes. I miss the show when it comes at night, so I watch it now.

Me: Yeah, I remember. You used to sit here all afternoon waiting for that show to start.

Sunita: And you and Nikhil just sat there playing games on your phones, disturbing my peace.

Me: Haha, yes. Ouch!

Sunita: What happened?

Me (acting as if I was having pain): Nothing, I felt a sudden pain in my thighs.

I knew Sunita; even if I was her son’s enemy, she would not unsee my pain. Sunita may not be an ideal housewife, but she was a caring mother, and she cared for everyone in that house. She threw the TV remote to the side and started massaging my thighs, looking for the place where I felt pain.

I pulled up my shorts just enough so that she would touch my hard cock and it was a success. The milf unknowingly touched my hard dick and when she did, she immediately pulled her hand back.

Me: Sorry, your massage stimulated me.

Sunita: It’s okay. That happens to guys your age.

Me: Yeah. I should go and rest.

Sunita (clearing her throat): Yes, have a nice rest. You must be tired from the journey.

My first move was a success. As I walked towards my room, I started thinking about my second move. It was almost time for dinner when I woke up. Nikhil was sitting on the couch with his phone, and Mr. Sharma, as usual, was watching the news.

I looked around for Sunita and saw her cooking. She was wearing her nightgown/nighty which showed her curves perfectly. Sunita had a set of nighties that didn’t look loose, as you may have seen, but they somehow were a perfect fit for Sunita because those nighties hugged Sunita’s beautiful curves tightly.

Looking at Sunita in those nighties made me have various fantasies; one of those was to push her nighty while she cooked, and I would kneel behind her eating her sweet ass and tasting her love juices. These fantasies always made me hard in my shorts and there was no other way rather than jerking off to make my dick go down again.

Anyway, coming to the current scenario, I decided to help my friend’s mom in the kitchen. I went there with a tent on my pants and stood beside Sunita.

Me: Aunty, let me help with something. I was sitting freely anyway.

Sunita: Haha, It’s okay, Sid. I am almost done with the work.

Me: Oh, okay. Still, if you need anything, then call me.

Sunita: You can peel these cucumbers for salad.

Me: Sure.

Then I started peeling the cucumbers, 7 inches away from the counter and due to that, I was making a mess on the floor. I did that knowingly and I had no other options too. My dick was hard and whenever I pressed it against the kitchen counter, it got even harder. So, I decided not to rub my dick on that. Sunita noticed the mess.

Sunita: Sid, You are making a mess. Stand close to the counter.

Me (giving an uncomfortable smile): I can’t.

Sunita didn’t see the reason for a moment and I just hoped she would see before she went away. Suddenly, Sunita knelt beside me to pick up the cucumber peels and that was when she saw my rod making a tent inside my shorts. I acted as if it was normal for me and continued my job. Even though I was working, I was also paying attention to Sunita.

I saw her looking at my rod still picking up the peels. Then I knowingly pressed my dick against the kitchen counter to make her see how hard it was and she saw it. Suddenly, Mr. Sharma called Sunita and she broke out of her gaze and stood up.

Me: Aunty, I did what you told me to. Also, I made the whole salad.

Sunita: Hmm. You can go now.

Me: Yeah, sure.

Even during dinner, Sunita gazed at my dick momentarily. It was a shame that I wasn’t hard that time but it was funny to see Sunita struggling.

After dinner, I went back to my room and tried to sleep. Later that night, I got an urge to pee. So I walked toward the washroom. As I walked by Sunita’s room, I saw light coming out of the room.

I sneakily peeked inside and saw Mr. Sharma struggling with something. Sunita was lying on the bed with her phone while Mr. Sharma was in his underwear. I waited a little longer and it made me realize that maybe Mr. Sharma was trying to get his dick hard. Then I decided not to watch longer and went to the washroom.

When I walked back to my room, I saw Sunita’s room lights were no longer on and probably they went to sleep. To be honest, I was a little curious if they were having sex or not but I gave up and went straight to bed.

The next morning, everything seemed normal. Nikhil, as usual, told Sunita how I became popular among girls in such a short period.

We all laughed about it except Sunita since she got annoyed hearing about me rather than her son and this led to a short quarrel between Sunita and her husband. This was irrelevant since Mr. Sharma had nothing to do with it.

Later that morning, Nikhil went out to see his girlfriend, and Mr. Sharma went to the office, leaving me and Sunita alone at home. I had nothing to do except watch Sunita do yoga. Yes, she practiced yoga. I don’t know when she started it nor did she mention me or Nikhil about it.

Well, she was not a pro, I could say. Sunita was wearing a t-shirt and tight leggings while doing yoga which displayed her butt curves very clearly. I could see her panty lines whenever she stretched or bent ahead.

Me: Aunty, when did you start learning yoga?

Sunita (panting): Not long ago. Maybe 3 months. Why do you ask?

Me: Nothing. I was just curious about it since I saw you struggling a bit.

Sunita: Yes. I am unable to stretch in this position.

Me: Will you mind if I help you?

Sunita: No. I guess it will be good. Come here and put pressure on my shoulders.

I did whatever she told me to do, and while helping her, I got to touch her ass and waist sometimes. This got me hard and this is when I moved on to the next step. I knowingly rubbed my hard dick on her body. At this point, I hardly believed that she was not taking hints but I guess she just ignored it.

After a while, Sunita told me she was heading for a bath, so I went back and sat on the couch. A few minutes later, she came out and went directly to her room and came out after wearing her sexy nightie. Well, it was just a usual nightie but for me, it was an article of sexy clothing.

Sunita (coming towards me): Will you not go for a bath?

Me: I will. Why do you ask?

Sunita: I want you to put your clothes in the basket. I am going to wash them later.

Me: Sure.

Sunita: Sid, can you stay one more week here?

Me: Why?

Sunita: I just feel lonely sometimes. I mean Nikhil and your uncle never spend time with me.

Me: You can call anyone though.

Sunita: Yes but they are just calls. Aren’t they?

Me: Okay. I will tell mom that I will be going a week later.

After a few minutes, I decided to bathe and went towards the bathroom. Just as I entered, I saw Sunita’s clothes were laying around as if she knowingly threw them there. On top of those clothes, there lay her wet, soaked panty which invited me to have it smelled.

Without wasting time, I looked around and locked the door behind me. Then I picked up the panties, placed them over my mouth, and took a deep breath. Sunita’s sweet musky fragrance ran through my nose as my dick twitched in my shorts. I quickly stripped myself naked and went under the hot shower along with Sunita’s panties. Maybe what I did later was a bit shameful, but I will tell you.

What I did was wear her panties and jerked my cock while wearing my best friend’s mom’s panties. As you can see, I was going crazy.

After a few minutes, I came a thick load inside her panties and took a bath. Before coming out, I placed her panties between her clothes so that she wouldn’t notice why her panties were soaking wet.

Nothing special happened for the next two days and everything went as usual. I helped Sunita with her yoga and also knowingly pressed my dick between her butt cheeks.

As days passed, I guess Sunita liked whatever I was doing with her since she giggled whenever I tried to poke her with my hard dick. That led Sunita to practice yoga panty-less; yes, she was not wearing panties anymore.

If she did, I would have seen her panty lines, but no panty lines were seen. I knew it was almost time to make my final move and confess my feelings for her since I had only 4 days left before I left the Sharma household.

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That’s all in this part of the story. Sorry for stretching it too long, but I had to go in order, or it would sound fake. Also, I had to follow the post guidelines. Anyway, I will post the second part of the story along with this. I hope you’ll like it.