Fucked My Best Friend’s Author Mom

Hello beautiful people. Thank you so much for showering so much love on my previous story. It was overwhelming. If you haven’t read it, click on my profile and read it.

Let me quickly re-introduce myself to people reading my story for the first time. I am Aryan, 26 years old, from Delhi. I hail from a well-to-do family and am a qualified professional.

I am 5’8” tall with a 6” long tool and 2.5” in thickness with fair color, athletic body, and looks that you can’t ignore! I am very thankful to ISS for giving people like me a platform to flaunt our writing skills.

Every word written below is mere truth. Let me introduce you to the characters of the story first. Names have been changed for obvious reasons.

Aryan: Yours truly!

Shalini: My best friend Kunal’s Mom, A 42 years old bold, fair-colored author by profession. She has written many romance novels and always wears beautiful sarees with 5’5’’ height. She is 34D-30-36. She has this royal aura whenever she’s around.

Now, coming to the story, Kunal and I hang out together most of the time. I used to pick him up for college from his house and after college. Sometimes we went to my house and sometimes to his. We were best of friends and used to share everything.

Due to our friendship, our families were also too close. We were like brothers. One day after college, it was the result of this entrance exam that we both gave. But I couldn’t find Kunal anywhere. His phone was also switched off. So, I enquired about him with his girlfriend, but he wasn’t with her either.

I thought he might be at his home and went to his home. He wasn’t in his room, so I looked for his mother. I stood outside his parents’ room and knocked on the door. Until now, I didn’t have any feelings for my best friend’s Mom.

Shalini (S): Who’s there?

Me: It’s me, aunty, Aryan.

S: Arey, come in.

She was sitting at her study table and working on a draft of her new book.

S: Come, sit here. Tell me, what would you like to have?

Me: No, aunty, nothing. Actually, I am in a hurry. Do you remember this exam Kunal and I gave? Its results are going to be announced today. I couldn’t find him in college, and his phone is also not connecting. I thought he might be here. But he is not in his room.

S: Oh, yes, his phone got discharged. He’s gone to his uncle’s house. I had some things to get delivered. So I sent him.

Me: Aunty, you should’ve sent any driver or some house help to do the same. I thought we would see our results together.

S: Beta, it’s been a while he visited his uncle, and also, he didn’t tell me about your results.

Me: He must have forgotten himself; you know how responsible your son is. (And we laughed).

S: You do one thing; check your results here and until then, let me ask Suman (their full-time maid) to make tea for both of us.

Me: Okay, aunty, but call uncle to send Kunal as soon as he gets there.

After that, I removed my shoes and made myself comfortable on the bed. I then turned my laptop on and opened the website of the result. It was not declared yet. I was refreshing the page constantly while my best friend’s Mom was sitting on her chair.

In the meantime, she called Suman and asked her to prepare tea and some snacks. After about 5 minutes or so, our conversation went like this:

S: Refreshing the website won’t declare results any earlier. Take a break dear, try refreshing every 10 minutes.

Me: But, I have got nothing else to do. I am getting bored, and you know that I don’t pass the time by playing games.

S: How about I read you this draft of my next novel?

Me: That sounds interesting. After getting published, I have read your books. But getting to hear the first draft will be special! Go on.

I was still refreshing the website every 5 minutes. She now turned her chair and faced me and started reading her draft. I was wearing trousers and a polo tee. As she was reading it, in a few minutes, the story got intense (you know, romance novels have all these love-making scenes in them).

She was reading it normally. But just imagining these characters making love, I had a boner, and it was visible. I immediately placed my laptop over it. But I was not sure if Aunty saw it or not. As she was reading the draft, the laptop started losing its balance.

So I had to keep my hands on the laptop, and I am sure she noticed the same. And as I refreshed the website, the results were out. So, I opened two tabs simultaneously and filled in the details of Kunal and myself with my trembling hands. Aunty also sat beside me to check the result.

As soon as I clicked on the ‘Check result’ button, I held auntie’s hand in stress. But my boner was still not gone completely. The result was about to load, but the laptop tilted towards my right, and aunty was sitting to my left. And there was an awkward silence for a moment.

I came back to my senses and adjusted my laptop again. There was the result which said “PASS.” I pressed the Alt+Tab button and checked my result, which was also “PASS.” I just hugged my best friend’s Mom in joy.

I was crushing her breasts with my right forearm, and my left arm was wrapped around her back. My hands crisscrossed just below her left shoulder (It was a completely involuntary action). Then I came back to my senses. I kept my laptop back into my backpack and stood up.

I then had a little conversation with her before leaving for my room:

S: Congratulations, dear. I am so proud of you both.

Me: Thanks, Aunty. By the way, your draft is wonderful; this one’s going to be a best seller for sure!

S: It was very evident how much you liked the draft.

Saying this, she grinned and opened her arms to hug me. I hugged her. I have hugged her many times before, but this time it felt different. As if she was trying to hug me more tightly. After that, as we parted, her right hand brushed my crotch area.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or mistaken. But it felt weird and nice at the same time. After this day, I never could see her as my best friend’s mother. I would always see a beautiful, sexy woman pleading to be loved and get fucked.

After that, whenever I visited Kunal’s house, his mother greeted me by hugging me. But the duration of hugs would be unusually long, and it was pretty tight. Even in the presence of Kunal, she used to hug me in the same way. Even Kunal didn’t notice anything suspicious.

She used to intentionally touch my hands or my ass or crotch area by one excuse or the other. I understood the hints very well but was afraid to make the first move. One morning, I went to Kunal’s to pick him up for college. I learned from the maid that Kunal left for Mumbai with his father to visit a relative.

Shalini aunty was not feeling well, so she stayed at home. I thought it to be a perfect opportunity to see what’s on the mind of my best friend’s Mom. I decided to bunk college and went straight to Shalini’s room and knocked.

S: Who’s there? I told you I need some rest, Suman.

Me: No, it’s not Suman. It’s me, Aryan. I came to know that you are unwell, so I came to say Hi to you.

S: HI Aryan, come in, dear.

Me: How are you feeling, aunty? Uncle and Kunal are also not around. Let me know if you need me to take you to the hospital. Or should I call a doctor here?

S: There’s nothing serious, Aryan, just a headache. I had an aspirin. I will be fine.

Me: Let me at least give you a head massage for a while. You will feel more relaxed.

S: No, dear, there’s no need to take that much trouble. You leave now; otherwise, you will be late for college.

Me: Aunty, college is not more important than your health. Come here, let me give you a head massage, I insist.

Saying this, I went and brought hair oil from her dressing room. I then sat on the backside of the bed and asked her to sit between my legs. I poured some oil on her scalp and started massaging her head. She was wearing this thin-strapped silk nightgown with a pretty deep neck. It ended a few inches above her ankles.

Her white colored bra was visible. Also, as I watched from a top angle, an ample amount of cleavage was visible. As I was massaging her scalp, I could see her breasts bounce.

Seeing this, my dick started growing. I was wearing formal trousers and a shirt that day. Thanks to my tight underwear, my dick was not touching Shalini’s head.

Me: Is it relieving?

S: Yes, it is. You are good at it. Mmmmm, it’s amazing.

Saying this, she rested her head on my lap, and her boobs are more visible to me now. Her head was resting on my hard dick. She then moved her head forward, saying.

S: Your phone is poking my head. Please keep it aside and continue the massage.

Me: My phone is kept there on the chair, aunty.

S: I know! Go lock the door and come back fast. (she said with a beautiful smile)

S: I hope you’ve got…

Me: Yes, aunty, I always keep it in my bag with me. (I interrupted in excitement.)

S: Don’t aunty me, call me Shalu.

Me: Okay, Aunty, I mean Shalu.

I locked the door and was about to turn. She was standing right behind me. She didn’t let me turn, hugged me from behind instead. Her right hand was over my trousers, pressing my dick, and her left hand was unbuttoning my shirt buttons and caressing my chest hair.

She was crushing her 34 D breasts on my back and dry humping me from behind. My dick was in full swing. Shalu then unbuttoned my trousers and pulled down the zipper. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I just turned around and started to kiss her like a wild dog.

Our lips met, and soon she opened her lips to invite my tongue in. Her juicy lips were swallowing mine. We were feasting on each other’s saliva, and our tongues were wrestling inside each other’s mouths. Meanwhile, her hands already undid my lower and underwear up to my knees.

She was holding my dick and stroking it. She was ogling at my dick just like a kid looks at his new toy at the toy shop. I held her hands and raised them, and undid her silky nighty. She undid my shirt and vest, gave a nice slap on my ass, and gave me a naughty smile.

She was standing just in her bra, and I was not wearing anything. I was amused that she was not wearing any panties, but her pussy was clean shaved.

Me: I suppose someone already had an idea regarding what’s going to happen today.

She (Blushing): Just shut up and let me enjoy.

Saying this, she hugged me tightly, wrapped her hands around my neck, and started to kiss me. My dick was poking her stomach. I immediately moved my right hand towards her back to find her bra strap. My left hand played around her inner thighs and pussy lips.

She was one horny bitch. I must tell you guys. She bit my tongue twice. I unhooked her bra with my right hand and undid her bra. The beasts were released from the cage. Damn, they were huge! Also, they were standing upright. I mean, they weren’t hanging at all.

Me: I must admit, given your age, these melons are very well endowed.

Shalu: They aren’t fetched often can be another reason apart from my workout regime. Now, let me check how well maintained you are!

Saying this, she tied her hair behind. Yes, you guessed it correct; it was time for her to give me a blowjob. She knelt, held my dick, and slipped the foreskin back. She then held it from its base and made eye contact with me with her lusty eyes.

I got this electrifying feeling as she moved her tongue around the tip of my dick. My entire body shivered just with her first lick. After licking the tip for a while, she held my ass cheeks and took my entire 6 inches dick in her mouth. She moved her mouth in to and fro motion.

Her tongue and lips were working their magic. I was on seventh heaven! It was the best blowjob I have ever received to date. And the eye contact that she was maintaining in between the blowjob was just like a cherry on the cake! After a few minutes, I tried my best not to cum but couldn’t control it.

I blasted my entire cum inside her mouth, and she swallowed it like a sexy bitch. After that:

Me: Where’s the tissue box?

Shalu: Who needs tissues, dear?

Saying this, she cleaned my dick with her fingers and licked them while maintaining eye contact with me throughout. She slowly got up and started to kiss me passionately.

Shalu: My husband never allows me to give him a blowjob. He finds it gross.

Me: You can fulfill all your fantasies with this husband instead.

Saying this, I pinned her down on the bed and started kissing her neck. She was moaning. My right hand was playing around her pussy and found that it was oozing juices. And my left hand was playing with her boobs. I then inserted my index finger inside her love hole and started fingering her.

Now, I focused on her huge melons. I started sucking her breasts, moved my tongue around her areolas, kissed then, occasionally bit her nipples, kneaded them, and treated them so that they turned red. I could see hickeys turning blood red on her breasts.

She pulled me towards her and whispered in my ears, “Just fuck me now, please.” After that, she bit my earlobes and started to kiss me again! Only this time, I rubbed my dick around her pussy lips and teased her. She left soft moans, and this time, she bit my lips in ecstasy.

Shalu: Just put it inside.

Me: But, I am not wearing a condom.
Shalu (In pleading voice): Aaahh, fuck condom, just put it inside, please.

Me: Not so soon, dear, at least not before I return you the favor (wink wink)

Saying this, I slapped her butts and licked her lips, her neck, her cleavage, areolas, and navel. Then moved to her thighs. She was getting chills through her spine, I could tell. I started kissing her knees. I was using both my lips and my tongue.

I slowly moved towards her inner thighs, and then came the jackpot! Her pungent-smelling pussy was the need of the hour. Her pussy was already dripping juices, so I sucked it dry first. And then I began my magic. I sucked her labia and clit.

As I was sucking it, my best friend’s Mom spread her legs to give me maximum access. She held my hair with one hand while her other hand grabbed the backside of the bed. Now, I inserted my tongue inside her vagina and started moving it in a circular motion.

Shalu: Ahhh. I haven’t got licked since my college. You are too good at it. Go for it, baby. Eat me up. Don’t stop. Aahh, don’t get too naughty (She said as I nibbled her clit in between).

I was tongue fucking her. My tongue was moving in all directions. From right to left, top to bottom, clockwise, and vice versa. After a few minutes, I could feel her thighs trembling. I inserted my index finger in her vagina while my tongue was still inside her.

I started moving my tongue and finger simultaneously. She left a loud moan and immediately covered her mouth with her hand as the house help was still in the house. Within a minute or so, she squirted all over my face and inside my mouth. I gulped it down completely and moved up. I lay beside her, and she cleaned my face with her tongue.

Want to know what happened after that? How was my lust for my friend’s mom satisfied?

That’s all for this one, guys. Do let me know if you enjoyed the story or not and whether you need the next part of this story. Your suggestions and feedbacks are welcome on [email protected].