Mallu MILF Lakshmi

brucewayne 🥉 2020-05-25 Comments
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This story is part of a series:

Hello, My Dear Readers. Mallu MILF Asha is only the tip of the iceberg Mallu MILFs are. Lakshmi is another mother from the state of Kerala, who found herself being quickly upgraded to the status of a hot Mallu MILF.

I would like to say that all my stories are happening parallelly in the same universe. All the characters from my stories will crossover at some point in time.

Mallu MILF Lakshmi will have a few characters mentioned in and related to Mallu MILF Asha, and vice-versa. However, this is very much a stand-alone series. The story is narrated by Lakshmi, herself.

Happy Reading!

My name is Lakshmi. I am 39 years old and have been leading a very happy family life. I am a housewife, and my world comprises of my loving husband, Gopal, and my children Meenakshi and Madhav.

Gopal, 42, is a businessman and does a lot of traveling. And whenever possible, he takes me along. He is the most understanding and caring person I know. I consider myself very lucky that I am married to him.

Though we wanted our daughter, Meenakshi, to be with us here in Kerala, she wanted to study at a Dental College in Pune. It was a girls’ only campus, and we finally agreed to her demand.

Madhav, who is 18, was a lot more studious than his 20-year-old elder sister. But he chose to pursue a B.Com Degree. As Meenakshi was already in Pune, we thought it was better that he also studied there, and got him the admission in a boys’ college.

Though I spent most of my time at home, I always receive a lot of attention where ever I go. And all the credit goes to my fair skin, wavy black hair, and my very tempting body.

I have always been on the thicker side, but I have also made sure I never look fat. I have managed to keep my saggy boobs look firm, and less voluptuous, using good quality bras. But I have not been able to do much to hide my fleshy legs and curvy booty.

Even in the most traditional outfits, my assets sometimes make me look like a hot tease. I never really enjoyed the stares and comments from the men around, and always was careful about not exposing any part of my body.

Gopal often tells me that I look very seductive, even if I had my whole body covered. And, to an extent, that was very true. Because, I have felt, more than once, that my heart-shaped pink lips, almond eyes, and glowing face, easily trumps my 36-27-38 sized body.

I have always lived a very conservative life. I believed being at my husband’s service was my primary duty. The presence of another man, in my life, was completely considered taboo. I even hated the movies that portrayed them.

I was proud I was loyal to my husband all these 21 years and helped him walk with his head held high. I was proud of my purity, and never did I think that a day would come when I would have to break my husband’s trust. But, only until the moment, my modesty was snatched away from me.

It was two months ago, that my son, Madhav, came home with four of his friends, from college, on their way to Chennai. They were going to attend the wedding of one of their classmate’s brother. They decided to stay at our house, before taking their train the next morning.

Madhav along with his friends – Ajit, Roshan, Mrinal, and Virat, reached at around 11:00 AM. I very happily welcomed them. They were all well mannered and were handsome young boys. They were not just my son’s classmates, but they also shared the room with him in the hostel.

Out of the 4, I knew Roshan, already. I had met him when I visited my son, once, after he joined college. Roshan was also from Kerala. I had also talked, over the phone, with his mother, Asha, a few times. Such a sweet and innocent woman she is. Very caring, and full of love for her family, just like me.

This was the first time Ajit, Mrinal, and Virat were visiting Kerala. And, they had never tried eating the traditional Kerala Meals, before. I served them fish, chicken, prawns, and beef, and they loved it all. I was delighted to see them relish eating the food I prepared for them.

They all thanked me for the wonderful lunch and said they would love to live here forever, just to eat the food I make. They also had only good things to say about my house. They thanked me again for letting them stay for the night. I was proud of my son for choosing the company of such good boys.

Madhav had come home with a bag full of clothes to be washed. He needed them to be dried and ironed by the time he leaves, tomorrow. As soon the boys went to his room, I quickly unpacked his bag. Taking all his clothes in a bucket, rushed to the backside of my house. That is where I did all the washing.

I was walking out of the house when I heard strange sounds from his room. His room was the only bedroom on the ground floor and was closer to the backside of the house. I could hear them all laughing, too. I first thought it was just some funny noise they were making.

Though I was very curious to know what it was, I still had a smile on my face. They were, after all, young boys, trying to have a good time. It was definitely going to be something harmless, I thought. And, I continued to smile, until I slyly looked in through the open window, and had the shock of my life.

“Oh my… Shit!” I gasped, the very second I saw what was happening. I was stunned. I could hardly move and had my eyes seemed fixed on to all of them.

The sounds coming from my son’s room were moans. They were all moaning, and I could just not believe what I was looking at.

All the 5 boys, including my son, were naked. He still had his underwear in his hands, and he had just removed it, I guessed. They were all completely in the nude. It was the first time I had seen another grown-up man, after my husband, naked. And, I was greeted by the sight of not 1, but 5 naked bodies.

“What a hot MILF, man!” I heard Ajit say looking into the computer. They were all watching porn. I had always hoped Madhav never watches any of that filth. I just could not understand what was happening, in my own house.

“Damn… Look at her jump and scream,” Virat quickly added.

“I want to do this to a mature married woman someday,” Ajit said.

“But, haven’t you already?” was what Roshan had to ask him.

“Hahaha…” Ajit just laughed.

“Yeah! Haven’t you already fucked Shiny Ma’am? We all thought you owned that slut.” Madhav quickly asked him. I could not believe I just heard those words come out from my son’s mouth.

“Hahaha. Oh, shut up guys. I haven’t fucked her brown hairy pussy, yet. Hahaha. But, I should. She sure looks hotter than before now,” Ajit said, continuing to watch the porn video being played.

“Maybe, we should do that together. Her husband is in the Navy, which means she is not getting a lot of meat, anyway.” Mrinal joined the conversation, also stroking his penis very aggressively.

“She would be one perfectly hot item to gang-bang. The best part is, she would come back begging for it every day!” Madhav said as the others laughed.

Virat: Guys… Guys… Guys…

Ajit: What is it, dude?

Virat: Wait for a second…

Roshan: What is it, man?

Virat: Doesn’t this whore bitch in the video look a little like your mom?

Virat was asking this question to my son. And, I was surprised to hear it. But, he was right. I had seen the woman in the video, and she did look a little like me. I don’t know what it was, but her body felt very similar to mine.

Though not as saggy, the shape of her bust looked just like mine. And, I also felt my eyes and lips too shared a close resemblance with hers.

“Fuck. Yes! How did I not feel that earlier?” Mrinal said, with a pleasant grin on his face.

“Just that Lakshmi Aunty is a lot hotter than this slag!” Virat concluded.

I looked at my son, immediately. I wanted to know what he would say. I had realized by now, that he is not the same innocent teenager I thought he was. But there was no way he would let someone shame his mother like that.

But to my surprise, my son did not bother to say anything. He was just smiling. He just looked at them like he loved what he just heard. It was like he always felt that, and he was waiting for the others to think the same.

However strange it was, I also felt slight wetness developing in between my legs.

“No… No…This cannot be happening,” I thought. I felt being turned on listening to the obscene and horrific conversation between my son and his friends.

“What is this! Am I really enjoying this? Am I starting to find pleasure with the fact that a group of young boys finds me hot? Please tell me this is not true,” I was talking to myself.

Ajit: Look at this bitch in the video, again, boys. She is almost crying getting fucked in the ass. She should be ashamed to call herself a pornstar. I bet Lakshmi Aunty does anal so much better.

Roshan: Hahaha… Lakshmi Aunty is a pro, bro! One look at that thick round ass and anybody can confirm how much she likes her back-door being stretched.

Mrinal: I just wish I can see her in Porn, someday. Haha!

That was it! That was more than what I could take. It was beyond belief they would even think or talk about any woman like that. And, especially when her son was right next to them.

But, what left me even more perplexed was that my mature love-hole had turned even moister. This was so unlike me, and I just could not get in terms with my body deceiving me.

“Am I really enjoying being talked dirty about, and being imagined in place of a glorified hooker, in the dirtiest of scenarios, by my own son and his friends?” I asked myself, again, even as I continued to look at them.

But, little did I know that it was just the beginning of what was to come. Little did I know this was the smallest piece in the greater scheme of things.

To be continued.

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