Horny Gujju Mom fucked during Navratri (Part 2)

Horny Gujju Mom fucked during Navratri (Part 2)

 I always had lust towards my mom. And it had to happen that way because she is the only female close to us and we trust her more than anything. And to have such a beauty as your mom is a blessing in disguise. I thought usually all the stories were just fantasies and that such things do not actually happen. But what happened in front of my eyes changed it all.

Since that day I could not trust my mom anymore. She always used to say that not to be with bad boys. They will get their thing by bad means and by hook or crook. You should not lose the good man in you. But then why did she do that? I did not understand. She used to avoid conversation about Ranveer. And whenever I used to bring any friends to my house she did not like it. I thought she may be regretting what had happened.

Ranveer thereafter never came to my house. Now my mom’s behavior started improving. She did not avoid talking about Ranveer but kept the topic short. This was a good thing to me. I thought of defaming him. But my mom used to take his side saying he is not a bad guy! How do I let her know what I had seen, and how can my mom say that. I was shocked. On my birthday 2 months afterwards I was given a mobile phone as a gift. I was happy as ever. I sat down to configure my mobile as I had formatted it, and took my mom’s mobile to copy the internet settings. I saw many missed called notifications which was of afternoon. This did not set anywhere. Then what I saw in her messages shocked me to the core. She was having intimate chat with someone. She was trying to hide it and I never knew about it. She was cheating behind my dad’s back. Those messages were in the sent messages folder.

1: “Wait Raja”

2: “I fk u 2, my luv. hahaha”

3: “for u only my lion.”

4: “Ruko naaa. My son is on the computer”

I could very well make out that they used to chat together online. But none of his messages were present. She had not deleted her messages from the sent folder. I immediately installed a key logger software on my pc. Next day I got my mom’s Facebook password as that was the only page she logged into.

What I saw in the chat was the biggest shock of my life! Mom’s intimate friend was none other than the bastard Ranveer! I never hated mom any more for this. How could she. That bastard had guts to chat intimate with my mom. They use to have kinky chats too.

Now everything started to seem right. Whenever I was logged into Facebook chat from my mobile my mom used to shout at me to shut it and to sit down and study. I thought my mom was looking after me. But instead she used to be in Facebook to chat with the bully. That’s how she knew I was online. But why does she ask me to go offline I never knew.

Their conversation varied from sex chat of teacher student to ‘my friends hot mom type. He used to ask her what she wore and she used to reply to him. He used to send his erect cock’s photos to her. She always praised his cock and wrote like ‘pink pussy for my lion only’ and stuff. Ranveer used to visit my house when I was not there on weekdays. This explained why he bunked classes and sometimes my mom looked tired. He never listened to my mom’s request of wearing condom. He always ejaculated in her. They discussed all this in the chat.Their life was driven by lust.

The thought that he fucks my mom on her marital bed when no was around was even worse. He used to enjoy my mom’s sexy figure. Her perfect, tight & milky ass. Firm and round boobs. The woman whom I started to fantasize was being had by a bastard. If this had to be lust then I could provide it to her too.

Thinking this I decided to show my mom my desire. At night I masturbated on her name without closing my room’s door. I sensed that my mom could hear my murmurs while I masturbated. She did check me out once in the dark but ever said anything. I was sure that my mom knew my intentions. While having dinner I used to appreciate her beauty. But then all of a sudden she said ‘Find yourself a girl’.

My reply: ‘When I have such a beautiful woman at home, why should I?’ My mom paused eating for a second and told me ‘stop joking and find a girl of your own age. I am your mom!’. Then who the hell was she for? Even Ranveer was of my age! And she was sleeping with boy of my age and servicing him! ‘You are still a kid’ she told me.

I was disheartened on hearing this from coming from my mom’s lips. The lips which used to give blowjob to Ranveer’s cock; and which he French kissed deeply.

I next day logged into her FB. She called him her man
‘You are a man. At such an age I love getting treated by your lust for me’

‘you know I love it when you play with my mangalsutra on my boobs while your dick is in my pussy’

‘Be my wife then. Be my bitch’, Replied Ranveer.

‘I am married my lion. We can always have sex. Ignore Sidd. My pussy is only for you. Poor guy keeps jacking away all night’

Ranveer: ‘Let me come right now and fuck you darling. While he is jacking off to some fantasy, I will ram his mom’s beauty. After all you are mine right’

Mom: ‘Oh baby. My pussy gets wet when you say such things.’

I thought of telling my dad. But that would lead to them fighting which I did not want. Also as my dad was not in town I was scared if my mom would hit me. Though I loved my mom, I was scared of her as she was not the mom I knew before.

But I never saw him coming to my home.

At tuition I heard a rumor that Ranveer has an awesome looking rich prostitute on his birthday night. Ranveer was known for this. But the rumour was only he enjoyed with her. And that he was her regular customer. She charged fifty thousand for one time. She was in her twenties and looked like a sex goddess. Her leg shone milky white in her mini skirt and she was in a sports bra. I envied Ranveer how he enjoyed his life. He was a bully and very bad in academics, but always used to get away with his bad behavior. Girls would entertain him though they knew he was a bad boy.

But then something struck me. On Ranveer’s birthday he did not invite me. It was Saturday and my mom as usual went for nights walk in her tight gym trousers and tight t shirt. I went to sleep.

At 12 in the morning I got a missed call from my mom’s mobile. When I tried to call back it was switched off. I got worried. She usually used to be back at 11:45 in the night after her walk. I thought she was in her room and thought to ask her in the morning. Next day when I asked her she said she dialed my number by mistake.

The description that I had heard matched that of my mom’s from the rumors that I heard. I again searched for my mom’s mobile and got my answer:

‘Hny wait. Lt me put on d dress u gave me. w l be there in 15 mins.’ I searched her cupboard and saw the exact dress. Her panty was covered with cum stains, and so was her bra!

I did not know how to react. I came to know that Ranveer along with his friend used to do threesome with my mom once a month. Of course they did not know she was my mother. Anyone would consider her as an unmarried lady because of her figure and looks.

Ranveer started hanging around my house. Sometimes he would visit me on pretext of seeing me. He goes to the kitchen while I am watching TV. I see on my TV’s screen reflection of the kitchen. He spanks my mom’s butt and presses her boob from behind. Then he drags her out of sight towards the back of my house. I do not know what they did. I got up and asked mom, “Do you have the batteries for remote?” I saw they were in the backyard and mom’s lips were wet. And Ranveer had a tent on his pant. My mom’s mangalsutra was not on her chest. I wondered where it would have been. I saw it lying on the branches of one of the plant. Mom told me it’s in the drawer in her room. I said ok. Mom told him to come with me and watch TV. Instead he said he wanted to learn gardening from her. My mom smiled at him and said ‘Awww… I will teach you. Look Sidd, at least he is interested in doing. Not useless like you!’ I saw something shining on my mom’s cleavage that could be seen. It was none other than his saliva on her chest.

Ranveer looked at me and laughed. I decided to confront them and tell them that I know it all. But what would their reaction be? What if mom beats me and Ranveer takes advantage of it? Ranveer came back asking me if I have a girlfriend or not. He said that my mom looked so young that he would like to have her as his girlfriend.

‘Shut up’ I said. Ranveer’s smile went away on seeing my anger on my face. I doubt whether he knew what I had seen. Ranveer’s trip to my house continued. Sometimes when I am upstairs he would have his chance on my mom. Thought my mom would object he would not listen. When I was coming down I heard heavy breaths.

Ranveer whispering: ‘Sexy bitch. ’

‘My Mohini, you ass is only for me. Not your husbands’

I peeped and saw my mom’s maxi pulled up till her waist. His hands were on my mom’s milky waist and his dick in my mom’s pink pussy. He was ramming away like a lion. She covered her mouth with her palm and his hairy legs were hitting away on her smooth milky and shapely thighs. After 10 minutes of ramming her he took out his dick and sprayed his thick white cum into her bra cups. She wore her bra very fast with grin on her face. When done, she winked at him and he spanked her boob. She pinched his ass. He mimicked as if kissing her and she pouted her lips and gave him 2 quick flying kiss. (She looked down at his crotch and licked her lips wet)

After a week I saw her wearing tight jeans and t-shirts without mangalsutra. She had stopped wearing them long back. The jeans showed her perfect ass shape. This was new for me in this time. How much will she transform I thought. She went for her daily walk, but a little late. I decided to follow her. After she was out I took my bike and followed her car. At about 2 kilometers away I saw her stopping and Ranveer getting into the car. What the fuck! How much will he degrade my mom? My mom never wears tight jeans whenever she is with me, but now she is doing it and Ranveer is getting to feast on her tight ass and boobs. They went away to watch a movie.

I waited in the parking lot to see if they go somewhere else after the movie. But then I saw them coming. My mom was like his girlfriend. Wearing tight jeans and walking close to him. From behind his right palm was inside mom’s jeans pocket on her right ass cheek. I could make out from the outline on her tight ass that he was squeezing her ass. Mom looked behind in my direction to see if someone was watching them. When she did so, Ranveer licked her chin. When she moved her face to the other direction, he bit her milky neck like a vampire and began to smooch her. The noise of their smooching was so loud that it could be heard meters away. Two boys walking towards their vehicle saw them and I heard them saying ‘Maal hai bhenchod’.

The second boy said: ‘He looks too young man! But the lady is awesome piece! How did he get her?’

My dick started growing seeing him kneading her ass through her jeans. Then they got into my mom’s car and drove away. I was behind them. She was driving not towards our home but another direction and stopped beneath a tree on a deserted road. I do not know what was happening inside but I knew they were having sex inside my mom’s car. I saw the photo later on in my mom’s mobile.

The first photo of was of them in a French kiss while his hand was clutching her silky hair. Second photo of my mom sitting on his lap and he was cupping her boobs. She was pouting her lips which looked so seductive. Third photo: of my mom’s jeans till her knees and his dick in her pussy. Her mouth formed a perfect ‘O’ and her eyes closed. He had pulled my mom’s head back by pulling at her hair and his mouth sucking her nipple. I could see the car humping itself on its suspension. Then I came across another photo of hers on a bed which was not ours. Her thighs had teeth marks, her boob had a hickey. I saw the date and that was the day of Ranveer’s birthday! That was Ranveer’s house. Her navel had cum on it, other photo of my mom in doggy style. And Ranveer’s friend’s head buried in my mom’s firm ass. He was the same boy who used to be with Ranveer and stare at girls every time. Those bustards enjoyed my mom. I don’t know why these photos were in my mom’s mobile. But I took my dick out and started masturbating looking at her photos. She was the best sexy MILF one could lay their hands on.

Thereafter their meeting was very discreet. But he would regularly bunk the classes and I knew where he was. I was not able to concentrate during the class. My grades and marks started going down. I would watch porn more often and jack off to my mom and Ranveer’s photos on my mom’s mobile. My mom was like actress Tamanna to me. One day my I got very less marks. My mom started scolding me for it, saying that I was not the boy who used to get good marks in class.

‘Even you are not the same mom I knew’ I blurted out. She slapped me saying how I dare say that.

‘You always go with Ranveer and do so much for him but you never do it for me’. My mom stood like a statue when she heard that. ‘What do you mean?’

‘I mean you are so beautiful mom, But you ask me to get a girl of my age. Even Ranveer is of my age mom. Isn’t that wrong?’

‘Mind your language. How dare you say that?’

‘I saw it all in your mobile. Don’t lie to me mom’

She started shouting on me for spying on her. With teary eyes she went to her room and closed the door shut. I went to my room and slept.

Next morning mom made breakfast to me but did not talk to me. Even I did not talk to her. Ranveer bunked the tuitions. I was curious whether she would have sex with him. But he came 20 minutes late. I was happy that mom has stopped everything. My mom that night wore the black latex mini skirt that Ranveer and given her and a short pink top and went away in her car. Her milky thighs and long slender legs were so inviting. My mouth started watering looking at her. The top was so tight that her boob’s complete size could be seen. She did not wear a mangalsutra but had a silver chain around her smooth sexy neck.

Every step that she took, her boobs would bounce and jiggle. This made her milky cleavage with the silver chain even sexier. She ignored me completely when I called out to her. I went to my room and started masturbating imagining my mom in the mini skirt and strip teasing me.

After about an hour I heard my mom moaning in the kitchen. I thought mom was crying. When I went downstairs I saw mom lying on the dining table and Ranveer’s face in between her thighs licking away her honey pot in glory. Her mini skirt was pushed up till her stomach. Her eyes were closed. I just stood there, didn’t know what to say. My dick started reacting to my mom’s nakedness. My mom was offering her body to him as if she is under his spell.

‘Ahhhhhhh..issshhhhhhhhhhhh’

‘Ooooooh darling. You suck sooo aaaaaaaooo goooood!!’

He dipped his tongue into her vagina and fingered her clitoris. She wriggled beneath him.

‘Ohh fuck. Shiiiiiiiiiittttt!!’ He inserted two fingers into her pink and wet pussy. My mom screamed and moved her head side to side. Her eyes closed.

‘Aahhhhh.aaaaaaaaahhhhhaah ah aah aaah aaaah ’

She opened her eyes and saw me standing on the stairs. She ignored me and pulled him up and French kissed his face.

Her tongue in his mouth, and his in hers. He was clutching her arms in his palms and kissing like mad. She unbuckled his pants and his large veiny cock came out.

“Such a lovely cock you have there. Uuuummm aaaahh Like a man. Hmm? aah Show me how a man should take care of the woman he fantasizes so much… Fuck me the way you always wanted to. “

He started teasing her and rubbing the brown purple head of his dick on her pussy.

‘uungghhh’ ‘ooohhhh’.

She started cooing like a pussy cat. She had totally forgotten about me. He fucked her like a rag doll. Biting bites on her boobs. She moaned at every thrust that he gave her.

‘Ahhh babyyy..aaah aaaah ummmmmmmmmm’

After one round she pushed him off. This took Ranveer by surprise and asked

‘You are acting like a real bitch baby.’

‘Mom!!’ I shouted.

‘Show my son how to fuck a MILF.’ She said looking at me.

Ranveer looked in the direction my mom was looking at and saw me. He was shocked and started to collect his clothes. I started coming down the stairs to beat him up but my mom came in the way and hugged him and started smooching him and started a French kiss again.

‘My Ranveer. Show this kid how to fuck someone like me. He needs to learn. He won’t harm you.’

She kneeled down in front of him and started liking his balls and dick from top to bottom. Ranveer looked at me and my erect dick and grinned at me.

‘Enjoy kiddo. Your mom is an excellent teacher’

‘Teacher? You used to call me your slut? Aren’t I the sexiest bitch my husband? Hmmm?’

“Yes, my bitch.”

 

He pulled her up and made her doggy style. He fucked her ass relentlessly till she was not able to walk.

She squealed like a rat when he entered her asshole. She threw her head up ward as he held onto her hair like riding a horse. Her ass cheeks were vibrating at each jerk by his cock. His fingers were gripping her smooth flesh on her nipple and twisting it.

‘Oooohh Aaaaaaaaaaiiii… Uiiimaaaaaaa don’t make me pregnant baby’ ‘you are too much for my ass. Oww Aaaah Aaaaaahhhhhh Aaaaahhhh’

‘Stop it mom! I will tell dad’

‘Don’t worry son. Treat him as your dad. ’

‘Yes kiddo. Go to your room. Let your mom and me enjoy idiot.’

Saying this he lifted mom up and went to her room and locked it.

I sat there thinking what to do? My dad was really a good person. May be if I pleaded to mom she will regret it. Or I will tell dad to come home anyway.

I could hear my mom’s moaning and cooing for two long hours. And then he slept with mom till morning.

That day on-wards Ranveer never came to my place. Nor did mom go for her walk. I learned that Ranveer told my mom to run away with him but she declined and they had a fight. Later she broke all ties with him. My mom had cleverly taken his nude photos to blackmail him. I read this all in their Facebook.

I urged my dad that we move in with him. He agreed. But still, I never got a chance to sleep or touch her. But now my dad takes care of her pleasure. Ranveer apologized to me but I ignored him. He as usual bullies me describing my mom’s pink pussy and how tight it was. How she sucked him with his friend on her birthday. He wanted me to talk to mom about him in exchange he will get me a prostitute.

When I declined he said my mom was the best and should sleep with her. He would temp me talking about her smooth buttery skin and her legs. How he held her waist. I blocked him completely. And so did my mom. We went to stay with dad and left the past behind.

Just for the sake of peace I did not tell dad anything and rarely spoke to mom. She is more caring towards me but I never talk to her about sex or my girlfriend. Sometimes her behavior is cold towards me but she cares for me. She said she made a mistake and that you are my bold and its wrong. At this new place also people stare at my mom and I jack off thinking of my mom with someone else.

Bastard Ranveer has had his time of his life with my mom, my sex goddess.