My Best Friend Fucks My Traditional Mother

Hello everyone. I’m Vicky. Today I will be sharing a true story of my life that shook my very base of life. This is the incident that I witnessed which helped me to understand that life is indeed unexpected. Today I will share with you the incident that took place in my life 10 years ago.

I was the eldest son of my family. I was 22 years old, my sister was 21, and my little brother was 17. From the beginning, we were a poor family and barely managed our monthly expenses. We lived in a very small house with only one room and kitchen.

Our bathroom and toilet were situated outside the house. We all used to sleep in the same room. My mother and father used to sleep on a mattress, whereas my brother and I used to sleep on another mattress. My sister occupied the only small bed within the house.

My father was a simple man. When this incident took place, he was 45 years old. He was a very short man and plump, with a white complexion. His pouch belly was always bouncing whenever he used to walk. Often during festivities at home or relatives’ homes, my uncles made fun of his height and plump nature.

After drinking some few rounds, they eased him by asking whether he could see his penis whenever he took a piss. But my father was a very nice and timid person. He would avoid their mischievous questions and would continue drinking and eating.

My mother, Usha, is our family’s most respected and highly praised woman. She was a very traditional type of woman. She is a fair woman with very smooth skin, not too big nor too small breasts. The perfect ass for a married woman who gave birth to three children.

Her face resembles Indian actress Madhuri Dixit. Her body is a perfect copy of actress Vidya Balan. During that time of life, she was 40 years old. Everybody in our family respected her very much. She was the eldest sister-in-law. She was always dressed in sarees or churidar.

Whenever there was prayer in the family, she was always the one who knew about all the procedures. She was the only active devotee that went to the temple every week. Even during family gatherings, when uncles would be drunk, they would praise my mother as they all were very proud of her.

They told my dad that he was lucky to get a wife who will always be faithful and dedicated to him for life. They said that they don’t trust their wives like they trust my mother. I also felt very proud of my mother. My mother was the pride I boasted about walking with my head high within society.

I was in my early twenties, and life was about enjoying with friends and fucking with girls outside. I was following a course to be a chef in a hotel one day. My brother was still in college. Due to financial problems, my mother often asked for money as debt from my chachis. But she would always return it at any cost.

Soon enough, this year, my sister was pregnant. We had to organise her marriage quickly, so we weren’t publicly blamed. Organising a marriage isn’t easy for a house with only one bread earner. My father applied for a small loan and got it to organise the functions.

Still, this amount wasn’t enough to conduct a marriage. My mother was a very strong believer in God. She would pray every day to find a solution. Soon enough, my best friend Koughen visited my place. He knew we were planning for marriage.

My best friend Koughen was from the Tamil community, whereas we were of Hindi origin. But still, we were very close friends. Every time we used to drink together and go on a long drive together, we were very close. Compared to me, his parents were well off.

He was also very intelligent and got a teaching job in a college. Even my parents were very proud of him for his career. He was a good-looking guy with a well-fit body. Koughen came to our house to ask my mom how he could help with the marriage.

Koughen: Hello, chachi. How are you? Please feel free to tell me how I can be of any help for the marriage.

Usha: Hello, beta. I’m fine and you, how are you? Beta, I’m a bit hesitant to ask anything from you. I don’t want to put you in trouble.

Koughen: You are making me feel like a stranger, chachi. You know very well how I treat Vicky as my brother. Please, if you think of me as a member of your family, be honest and tell me, or else I won’t come to the marriage.

Usha was emotional by what Koughen said, and tears rolled down her cheeks. She knew that God answered her prayers and came into the form of Koughen.

Usha: Beta, as you know of our family’s financial situation. Your chacha got a small loan to conduct the marriage, but it won’t be enough. I cannot even ask my sisters or chacha’s sister as I already owe them money.

Koughen: Chachi, I’m also a family member of this house. As you are aware, my family is well off. I would be hesitant to give it if I didn’t have it. But why should I not help when God gave it to me? Please tell me how much money you need.

Usha hesitated for some time but then took some courage.

Usha: Beta, we would need 30,000 rupees. But if you can give me only a part of it, I will manage.

After listening to her, Koughen immediately got up and walked out. Usha felt so ashamed that she thought she may have asked too much. All thoughts filled her mind, and she realised her last hope was over. But finally, Koughen returned from his car and handed 40,000 rupees into the hand of Usha chachi.

Koughen: Chachi, please take this money. Please consider 20,000 rupees as my part of a gift for the marriage ceremony. The remaining 20,000 you can give me whenever you can. Don’t stress yourself about returning immediately. You can give small amounts whenever you can.

My mom, Usha, felt extreme joy and relaxed as if a big burden had been lifted from her shoulder. My mom thanked him so much, and soon he left. During the wedding days, I was so proud of him as my friend. He helped me out with many tasks.

During the reception, Koughen and I were very much drunk. I praised him, hugged him many times, and told him I would always be indebted to him for life. Then he told me, “You are my best friend. It’s the least I can do for you. He told me you are lucky to have such a wonderful mother.  One day I will find myself a lady like your mom to marry.”

I was so drunk that I found his thoughts very funny at that time. I dragged my mom and told him how Koughen praised her.

Usha: Oh, beta, thank you very much for your kind words. You are a god for us. You came at the right moment to help us. I love beta.

My mom hugged him affectionately like a son, but that was when I noticed a change in Koughen behaviour. I could see him staring at my mom’s back like a hungry wolf. He used this opportunity to clutch himself close to my mom. My mom’s boobs were crushed on his broad chest.

There was barely any space within them. His crotch area was a big bulge and pressed against my mom’s belly button. He mischievously placed both his hands around the hips of my mom. I could see the lust in his eyes. But then I chose not to pay attention.

I knew he was drunk, and I thought he respected my mom as his mom. The marriage went out very well. We were able to send off my sister to her in-laws. 4 months passed, and suddenly my father got a severe heart attack and was admitted to hospital.

My mom managed to pay for the surgery fees with the money she saved to return to Koughen and other debts. My mother had no money left in her hands to carry out other expenses. Out of a solution, my mothers asked me to walk with him to the nearby temple so she could pray.

My mom looked very beautiful in her saree. She wore a simple red semi-transparent saree with a golden border. You could see her blouse, which was stuck to her body. The form of her nice pair of boobs could easily be viewed from the semi-transparency of the saree.

As the blouse was old, it was a bit tight on her, and her boobs were being crushed by it. The perfect globes upper part were jutting out of the blouse, giving it a very erotic view. Her petticoat was also very tight, where her black panty line could easily be seen.

Her full body shape could easily be figured out from her old saree. What made her more beautiful was the sindoor on her forehead. Her mangalsutra inside his blouse was uplifting her beauty to the maximum. I felt proud walking by my mom’s side, knowing she is faithful to my dad despite being that beautiful.

I could see my mom in tears in front of the goddess in the temple. I felt sad for her, but I was in no position to help my family. When we left the temple, my mother asked if I could phone Koughen as we may have to ask him to help us again. I immediately phoned him.

Vicky: Hey, bro. Hope you are fine. My mom wanted to talk to you.

Koughen: Sure, bro. But I am currently giving tuition right now.

Vicky: My mom needs to see you. Would it be possible for you to drop by?

He immediately said, “Sure, bro. Please tell her I’m almost finished and will be there in 10 minutes.”

My mom felt relieved that he would be there in 10 minutes. We walked back home, and it was almost 10 minutes.

Mom: It is almost the time Koughen will be coming. I shall remain like this in these clothes only and wait for him.

Vicky: Yeah, mom. He must be on his way.

I felt a bit ashamed and shy, knowing that my mom would again ask him for money in my presence. Knowing that I would not be at ease when mom asked him for money, I chose not to remain at home.

Vicky: Mom, I need to go out as I have some urgent work. I’ll be back in 4 or 5 hours. Please don’t wait for me for lunch.

Mom: OK, beta. Just wait for Koughen, and then you go.

Vicky: Mom, I feel ashamed of exploiting my best friend for money each time. I prefer not to wait for him and leave now itself.

A few seconds later, Koughen was at our door. Seeing him, I was ashamed to meet my best friend’s eye stare. But I greeted him inside our small kitchen and asked him to sit down. Then I excused myself and told my mom and Koughen I was leaving. I would be back only in the late evening.

As soon as I left, I felt remorse, knowing I had left my mom to take all the family’s responsibility alone. I had a change of heart and chose to face the truth and returned to support my mom.

When I returned, I was just at the kitchen door and heard Koughen talking. Suddenly I thought of eavesdropping on the conversation instead of going inside.

Koughen: Hello, chachi. Please tell me how I can help you.

Usha: Beta, I’m very ashamed of calling you here today. But I’m currently out of options. Your chacha got sick yesterday, and I had to use the money I was collecting to give back to you to pay for the surgery fees. I also have to pay for my little son’s exam and Vicky’s course fees. I don’t even have one single rupee.

On saying this, mom burst into tears. As my mom was standing, Koughen stood up and hugged my mom with one arm. He made mom rest her head on his shoulder and pat her head.

Koughen: Chachi, please do not cry. I feel sad when I see you in pain. Please stop crying, chachi.

Seeing mom in that state made me feel very ashamed of myself. Mom wiped her tears and continued talking.

Usha: Beta, I will be again needing your help. I still remember I owe you 20k. But I promise to give back to you once chacha is back on his feet and starts working. I feel hesitant to ask you, but I will need 25k more from you. I would be forever grateful if you could lend me this amount.

Again mom started crying. Seeing mom in this state, I thought of entering and pacifying her. But Koughen again hugged mom, placed her head on his shoulder, and wiped her tears.  But this time, Koughen placed one hand around the bare hip of my mom and let his hand rest there for some time.

I could see a wicked smile on his face. He made my mom sit on a chair and was in front of her. His crotch area was right in front of mom’s face as he was standing. As the kitchen was narrow, there was not much space between them. He lifted mom’s face and wiped her tears with his hands.

Then I saw my friend’s eyes. He was fixed on my mom’s upper part of the boobs. They were a feast for him. As mom’s blouse was tight, the upper part of the boobs was visible. Mom’s pallu wasn’t in the right place, letting him enjoy a greater view. Soon enough, I saw a big bulge on his jeans.

I was so furious at this time. I thought, how could he think dirty like this over my mom? I wanted to go inside and yell at him, but at the same time, I felt a new sensation inside me. I was angry and confused at the same time. I wanted to see more of this.

Koughen: I understand it’s not easy, chachi. I can understand you need this money. But you will then be owing me a big amount of money. It will be around 45k. How will you pay this sum back, chachi? Vicky tells me, chacha’s measly salary isn’t enough for your monthly expenses. I don’t think you will be able to return it.

Usha’s tears started to come out of her eyes as soon as she heard Koughen’s words. As deep down inside her, she knows Koughen is right. With her husband’s salary, it will take him so many years before returning that money.

Usha: I promise I will return it to you slowly. Even if it takes me years, I will give it to you. You are my only option left. Please, I’m willing to listen to any of your conditions. I beg you, beta.

Saying this, mom started crying and bent to touch Koughen’s feet. Koughen stopped her and sat near Usha. He held her beautiful hand and rested her face on his shoulder.

I could see from my distance that Koughen was enjoying hugging my mom and pacifying her. He kept caressing her hair and patting her shoulder.

Koughen: Chachi, as you said, you are ready to accept my condition. So I can give it to you on one condition.

After listening to this, my mom felt relieved.

Usha: I will always be indebted to you for my whole life. Please tell me what condition you have. I’m ready to accept your condition, but please help me.

Koughen: Don’t worry, chachi, there’s money in the car. I’m bringing it then I will tell you.

Mom was so happy, and her face reflected a sign of relief. I was also happy and cursed myself for doubting him for some time. Koughen stood up and was on the way to come out. I immediately went to hide, so he didn’t misunderstand me for eavesdropping.

He came out, took the money from his car, and went back inside. Mom was so happy to see him with the money. He stood in front of mom like before. Then I could hear him telling mom that he had a surprise for her. Mom was blushing.

Koughen observed my mom from the top. My mom was sitting in front of my best friend like a complete beauty goddess. The transparent red saree was so see-through that her blouse was visible. It was a tight blouse, and half of my mom’s boob was jutting completely.

The mangalsutra was lying between those beautiful white melons inside the blouse. Her petticoat was tied just below her navel. Koughen was enjoying this great view from his angle.

Koughen: Chachi, you are the world’s most beautiful woman I have ever seen. The sindoor on your forehead makes you more beautiful than ever. I wish I get a wife as beautiful as you and dedicated like you one day.

Usha. Oh, beta, thank you. Every woman will be lucky to have someone as generous as you as a husband. I’m sure your wife will be the luckiest woman on earth. I will always ask God to bestow you with a good wife.

Koughen then handed an envelope to my mother in her hand. But then he held the envelope.

Koughen: Chachi, You asked for 25k, but in that envelope, there is 30k.

Chachi: Oh, beta, are you sure?

Koughen: Chachi, listen to me. Just like I gave you before, I know your financial situation. Now chacha is sick. You will need it more. I know you won’t be able to return. Am I right?

Usha realises that Koughen was telling the truth. She won’t be able to pay it back. So she just looked down.

Koughen: Chachi, I will give you the 30k plus the money you owe me as a gift.

I felt so proud to have such a friend. I cursed myself again for misjudging his intention. Mom also was so happy from within. She indeed thought that Koughen was a god sent to help her out.

But her happiness was interrupted when Koughen said, “But on one condition.”