Hey guys, I’m back with a fucking wild story that’s not some made-up bullshit but the real deal, straight from my life. This one’s about my mom, and I’m gonna lay it out exactly how it went down. My name’s Kamlesh, 19 years old, working a private job, and I live with my mom, Daljeet Kaur, in a quiet neighborhood. My parents split when I was 5, so it’s just me and her now. She’s 44, 5’8”, with skin so fair it puts milk to shame. Her ass and boobs? Fuck, they’re full, round, and firm—not sagging one bit. She’s a total bombshell, and sometimes, I’ll admit, even I’ve had dirty thoughts about pinning her down and banging her hard.
Our house is in a chill part of town, and I used to hit up tuition classes nearby every day after school, from 4 to 6 PM. I’d ride my cycle there. One day, I got home from school and saw Mom was already there, which was weird since she’s usually out for work. I was stoked, gave her a big hug, and asked, “Mom, what’s up? Why you home early?”
She smiled, her voice all warm and soft, “Beta, the maid didn’t show up today, so who’s gonna cook for you? Thought I’d make lunch and spend some time with you. Plus, there’s some housework to do.” We ate together, laughed, and talked about random stuff. She asked about my studies, how tuition was going, and said, “Kamlesh, tonight you’re telling me everything about your course—how much you’ve done, how much is left.” Then she added, “Alright, get ready, it’s almost time for tuition.”
I changed out of my school uniform, threw on some casual clothes, and pedaled off to tuition. But when I got there, I found out my teacher had guests over, so no class today. Bummed out, I decided to swing by my buddy Vishal’s place to see if he was up for some football. No luck—his mom said he was off at some birthday party. So, I headed back home. When I pulled up, I saw a black SUV parked outside. Figured we had guests too. Not wanting to disturb anyone, I used my spare key instead of ringing the bell and slipped inside. It was around 4:35 PM, and the house was dead quiet.
Then, out of nowhere, I heard loud laughter coming from Mom’s bedroom. My heart skipped a beat. Who the hell was that? I crept toward her room, my stomach churning. The door was locked. I pushed it lightly, but it didn’t budge. The laughter stopped, and then I heard Mom moaning—soft, sexy moans like “Aahh… ohhh…”. My heart was pounding like crazy. Something was up. Scared but curious as fuck, I sneaked into the next room, where there’s a ventilator that looks into Mom’s bedroom. I was terrified they’d spot me, but I had to see what was going on.
Peeking through, I nearly lost it. There was Mom, completely naked on the bed, with Dilip Uncle—our neighbor—fucking her hard. His dick was sliding in and out of her wet pussy, and they were kissing like animals. Mom’s moans filled the room, “Aahh… yes… fuck me harder…” I was shocked, pissed, and weirdly turned on all at once. I’d missed the start of the show, and that stung.
Dilip Uncle’s around 48, a big, rugged guy with a thick mustache and a deep voice. He’s always been friendly with Mom, dropping by our place often, but I never thought their “friendship” went this far. He was squeezing her big, juicy boobs, slamming into her pussy with deep thrusts. Mom was moaning louder now, “Ohhh… Dilip… fuck… harder… aahh…”
He grinned, his voice low and dirty, “Daljeet, your cunt’s still so fucking tight, just like the first time.” Mom blushed but shot back, “Shut up, Dilip… your cock’s gonna kill me today… uff…”
He leaned down, kissing her lips hard, their tongues wrestling. Then he got up, grabbed a new condom from the wardrobe, and tossed the used one aside. I got a good look at his dick—fucking huge, maybe 7.5 inches, thick and rock-hard. He rolled on the fresh condom and climbed back on the bed. Mom had stripped off her saree and blouse earlier; now her black bra and panties were tossed on the floor. Dilip told her, “Turn around, Daljeet. Let’s do it from behind.”
Mom hesitated for a second but then smirked and flipped over, getting on her knees. Dilip slid a pillow under her hips, lifting her ass up. Her pussy was dripping wet, juices glistening. He rubbed his cock against her slit, teasing her. Mom moaned, “Uff… Dilip… slow down… aahh…” He laughed, “Slow? You were begging for harder a minute ago.” Then he thrust hard, his cock sinking deep into her pussy. Mom screamed, “Aahh… fuck… it’s so big…!”
He started slow, each thrust making her body shake. The room filled with the wet “slap-slap” sound of his balls hitting her ass. Mom’s moans got wilder, “Ohhh… yes… fuck me… aahh… uff…” Dilip leaned forward, kissing her neck, biting her shoulders softly, and licking her back. Mom pushed her ass back, wanting his cock deeper. He grabbed her boobs from behind, squeezing them hard. She screamed, “Yes… squeeze them harder… fuck… it feels so good…!”
For like 5 minutes, he pounded her in that position, her pussy making sloppy noises with every thrust. Mom’s moans turned into desperate cries, “Aahh… Dilip… harder… ohhh… I’m gonna cum…!” Her body shook like crazy, and she came hard, her pussy juices dripping onto the bed. She collapsed, panting, but Dilip’s cock was still buried in her. He slowed down, letting her catch her breath, then started thrusting again, slower but deeper.
Mom gasped, “Dilip… stop… I can’t take more… uff… your thrusts are too much…” He chuckled, “Come on, Daljeet, we’re just getting started. You giving up already?” She laughed weakly, “You’re too much today… fuck… I’ve never felt this good…”
They kissed again, deep and messy, her hands grabbing his face to pull him closer. I was glued to the scene, my heart racing, my body burning with a mix of shock and arousal. I’d never seen anything like this—not even in porn.
Dilip fucked her for another 10 minutes, switching positions like crazy—laying her flat, lifting her ass, even pulling her onto his lap. Her moans and the sound of their bodies slapping together echoed in the room. Finally, Dilip groaned, his body tensing as he came inside the condom. He pulled out, tossed it aside, and collapsed next to her. Mom was panting, her pussy still dripping.
She laughed, catching her breath, “Dilip, you didn’t fucking stop today. Last time you were done in 10 minutes.” He smirked, “Last time I was stressed. Today, it’s all love for you, baby.” They both laughed, then started kissing again, slow and deep.
I slipped away quietly, my head spinning. What I saw was insane, but fuck, it was hot too. Guys, this story ain’t over. I’ll be back with the next part soon. Drop a comment—what did you think of this wild ride?