Guy From Tinder Satisfied My Mom – Part 1

Hello ISS readers. It’s Rohit back here with another story of mine. I’m male, 20 from Chennai. Thank you to those who appreciated me for my previous stories through mail and hangouts.

This story is half true and half fiction, I’ll add my family details, mom’s looks, and her body characteristics here too for the comfort of new readers.

My family consists of 3 members – dad, mom, and me. Dad is a marine engineer. So it’s rare to see him at home for 7-8 months in a year. My mom’s name is Aishwarya. She is 42 years old and a fair looking woman at 5’6ft and 55 kgs.

She’s a fit lady with a flat stomach. She’s a fitness freak who works out in the gym and does yoga regularly for years. She looks exactly like Kajal Agarwal in terms of color, height, and body (not the present lean look of Kajal, the previous perfect bomb look of Kajal).

Mom’s vital stats are 34-28-36, Which makes a lot of guys in my locality and public places to stare at her. The guys in my flats stare at her when she comes back from the gym wearing a fitted top and a skin fit gym pant.

She was raised in Bangalore and worked in the IT field. So she’s a modern woman in thoughts and traditional in terms of dressing. She used to wear sarees mostly. But if she’s going for parties and grand functions, she’ll wear sarees. As she’s fit with a flat stomach, she always wears saree below her navel.

After coming to know that she likes guys staring at her assets, I decided to execute a plan by making a complete stranger talk to her through the phone. Within a few days, when mom and I were watching TV.

Me: Wow, this app really works. That’s cool, man.

Mom: What app? What are you saying?

Me: It’s Tinder maa. It’s an app that helps to make friends in the user’s city, but some people use it for dating stuff. I’m using it for both, lol.

Mom: why would someone search for strangers desperately? Isn’t that a weird one?

Me: No, maa, it’s not. A lot of people use this worldwide, and it really works. Why don’t you give a try, mom? You can make some new friends, too.

Mom: Why do I need to make new friends? I have enough friends already.

Me: Yeah, friends who don’t even come to see you. Maa, you can get someone interesting and even find someone who will be your best friend in the future. Just give it a try.

She said, okay. So I got her brand new iPhone XR and downloaded Tinder in it. Mom was watching me set up her profile with her details and suddenly.

Me: Do you have any attractive pictures of you on your phone?

Mom: What do you mean, Rohit?

Me: Like, a picture of you looking gorgeous or hot in some great outfits.

Mom: Why do you need them now?

I took my phone and started showing her the profiles of hot guys who were looking like models and studs. She was surprisingly watching my phone. But didn’t show it too much on her face.

Me: Guys like these will be viewing your profile too. Do you want to look like a usual lady to them?

Mom: What else, then? Why do I need to show myself attractive to them? You just told me that I can make new friends here, right?

I got pissed off. I set a picture of her taken in Dubai in which she wears a fully covered kurta and jeans. I gave the phone back to her and went to my room to play my PS4. It was night now. I was just swiping Tinder to know about my luck, but I got a shock seeing mom’s profile.

Mom changed her DP with a picture of her, wearing a shining black party wear saree draped tightly with a tight sleeveless low-neck blouse. The picture clearly showed that she tucked her saree much below her navel. Her free hair was adding extra hotness to the pic.

The blouse already exposed her cleavage and made it hot. Her matte red lipstick made her look kinda slutty but in a gorgeous way. She was looking like a sex bomb in her DP with her bio saying, “Looking for strangers who can be my true friend.”

She didn’t know that even I can see her profile. I got to know from her profile picture. I didn’t ask her about Tinder for a few days. After a week, I took her phone to check what happened there.

I saw tons of messages from guys who just flooded her inbox with texts. I got to know that mom purchased a premium account, as it always suggests we buy it for a better experience. Her inbox was full of texts like, “Hey sexy, hello gorgeous, Hey babe, Hello, Hi, etc.”

But mom didn’t reply to any of them. Most of them were looking like local guys, and the rest of them were so desperate in texting her. I decided to leave this for some time to know what’s happening. But due to some personal issues I completely forgot about this.

After a month, mom was cooking, and I was watching TV in the hall. She got a call and told me to bring the phone to her. I went to take her phone and saw the name Raghav.

I was wondering who the fuck is Raghav? As far as I know, she didn’t know anyone named Raghav till that. When I was about to give her the phone, the call ended.

Mom: Leave it, I’ll call back after finishing the work.

Me: Maa, who is Raghav?

Mom: Oh, I didn’t tell you about him, right? He’s my friend from Tinder. He’s a sweet guy, not like other creeps who stalks a woman. He’s very genuine and friendly, we became friends, and now we’re talking on the phone.

Me: Oh, that’s great, mom. I’m really happy that you got a friend there. Can I see him?

Mom: Sure, he’s coming to our home tomorrow for dinner. I invited him to lunch. But he’s busy at noon, it seems. So, he will be here for dinner.

Me: Oh, that’s nice, maa. I’ll see him tomorrow.

I went back to watch TV, but my mind was constantly thinking about this Raghav. Who is he? How does he look like? How old is he? Is he really nice and genuine, as mom said? I decided to wait until the next day to see him. I didn’t have any bad intentions at that time. I waited for the next day.

It was late in the evening of the next day around 6:45. Mom started to cook dinner. She was making naan, butter chicken, and paneer biryani. She always liked North Indian cuisines. I was casually roaming inside my home and often went to the kitchen to see her cooking. But she would chase me from there.

It was 8:15 pm, and I heard the bell ring while playing my PS4 in my room. I went out. Mom opened the door and welcomed Raghav. He was looking really smart and kinda hot too, with a perfect fit body. His beard for the undercut hairstyle made him look hot. He was tall and fair, looked like a North Indian.

Mom was equally hot as him at that time. Wearing a golden satin saree and a tight golden sleeveless blouse, which was backless and had a low neck. She tucked the saree much below her navel with free hair and a peach-colored lipstick. The makeup she wore was increasing her hotness.

Her wax cleaned armpits could be seen often as it’s totally exposed. The tight sleeveless blouse made her cleavage to look hotter. Mom’s navel was easily visible at any angle, just like the moon during nights. Her mangalsutra was inside her saree, which was like she didn’t wear it.

I got stunned, seeing mom dressed like this. Raghav was wearing a Fit black Zara T-Shirt with blue torn jeans. He was literally looking like a model. Mom introduced me to him

Mom: Raghav, this is my son Rohit. Rohit, this is Raghav. My friend…

Mom smiled, seeing both of us while we shook our hands by saying hello.

Raghav: I think I should introduce myself to you too. This is the first time we have seen each other in person.

Saying this, both of them started laughing. I came to know that they haven’t met before. Mom told him to sit down on the couch by giving him some juice to drink. I was sitting there too, watching them by constantly smiling at both of them. I had thousands of thoughts running through my mind at that time.

Raghav was staring at my mom’s armpits and navel whenever he got a chance, and I was actually enjoying it. A hot guy secretly peeking my mom’s assets was hot to me at that time. We were talking for a long time. I got to know that he’s 26, working in a well reputed IT company and lives in Chennai with his parents.

Mom was very casual with him, and they were talking very friendly. Mom shared her IT field experience and stories for a long time. It was around 9:20 pm, and mom called us for dinner. We smiled and went to the dining hall after washing our hands. Mom was bringing the dishes which she made for dinner.

I saw Raghav checking out mom’s ass while she was walking towards the kitchen to bring the dishes. He was constantly checking me if I’m noticing his stares on mom or not. But I acted very normally like I didn’t notice him.

Mom finally brought all the dishes to the table. She served us first, and then she joined us too. Raghav appreciated her cooking, and mom started to blush for whatever he said.

Raghav: Wow, I could even die for eating these dishes you made. It’s too good, Aishu. Rohit is really lucky to have you as his mom. He can taste your cooking every day, I’m jealous of him.

Saying this, both of them burst into laughter, and I, too, acted like it was funny. But I know that he is jealous of me.

Mom: Thank you, Raghav, you can come here and have my cooking anytime you wish.

Both of them smiled at each other, and the time went quickly. It was 10:30 pm, and we crashed on our sofa after a heavy dinner. They were talking about some IT companies and then into some boring topics. Soon it was 11:15pm

Raghav: Oh shit, it’s late already. I have to get back to my home, or else my mom will trash me.

We all laughed, and Raghav left my home happily. Mom gave him send-off by going to the lift and giving him a small hug. She came back inside. She was very tired, going straight to her room and crashed on her bed. I went inside my room and was thinking about the whole incident for a long time until I slept.

After that day, Raghav visited my home frequently by spending his time with my mom and me. One day, we decided to play something inside the house as it was raining heavily. Raghav had come on his bike. Both mom and Raghav were blank. They were okay with anything which can pass the time till the rain stops.

Me: Why not ‘Truth or Dare’? It will be fun, right?

Raghav: Yeah, sure, why not? Let’s play

Mom was okay with this too. So, we started playing, and it was funny for some time. All of us were giving funny tasks and questions. After some time, the game drifted into kinda adult stuff. It started with Raghav. I asked him about his weird secret for truth, which he never said to anyone.

Raghav: Okay, I haven’t said this to anyone. I regularly donate my sperm to the sperm bank, which helps some people. I once had a situation to impregnate a woman. Her husband had a very low sperm count with just 5 million per ml, and I have 13.5 million per ml.

Raghav: So, I secretly made her pregnant as she doesn’t want to make her husband feel ashamed. She’s 8 months now, and her husband doesn’t know about this. Now both of them are happy, and I’m not regretting it too.

Hearing this, both mom and I were shocked, but we didn’t show it on our faces. To break the awkward silence, I said

Me: That’s nice, having a high sperm count like that should help others too, lol.

Raghav: Haha, I hope I have to.

Mom: So, you said her husband doesn’t know about this. How did she come to you regularly for doing that?

Raghav: I go to her home when her husband is not there, and we have done twice in my car too. So, the place doesn’t really matter for this. She calls me when she’s ready, and I’ll go to pump my seeds inside her.

I know mom got aroused hearing all this as dad was away from her for 7-8 months every year. She was wearing a silky pajama that time with her first button being open. It made Raghav notice her cleavage often. We continued the game after that, and within a few minutes, Raghav had to tell the truth for me.

Me: So, you said that you did with that stranger lady several times. What was her favorite position? And what is your favorite?

Raghav laughed for a few seconds

Raghav: She really enjoyed doing doggy with me as I’m mostly rough. It makes me pull her hair from behind and go rough and deep on her. My favorite is the girl on top and doggy. I think every woman loves to do doggy style. What do you say, Aishu? You love that too?

Mom was shocked to get a question like that, she was silent for a few seconds and then

Mom: I haven’t tried it, Raghav. Most of the time, it ends with just missionary and riding from the top for me. So I don’t have any experience with that.

Raghav: Oh, then you should experience it on your next time for sure.

To distract this topic from mom which would make her feel more awkward, I said

Me: I think you two should think about a guy who’s virgin here. Stop pissing me off, guys.

All three of us started laughing. Then since the rain stopped, Raghav was in a hurry to go home. He had important work the next day. After he left, mom went inside her room and locked it. I know she was tempted by what Raghav said. She’s upset about not having a great sex life as my dad is away.

It was around 12 at night. I came out to have some snacks, as I was feeling hungry. But after crossing mom’s room, I heard moaning sounds from her room. It was mom, I could hear some video sounds too. She was fingering herself watching porn.

She was too horny. It seems as her moans grew up louder. She let a huge moan with a gasping sound, which showed that she had her orgasm. I got a bit horny too.

I slept after having a donut. So, days went forward, and Raghav started giving gifts to mom. He came to my home surprisingly and gave mom a Calvin Klein perfume. Mom was very much surprised and happy seeing it. I got to know that Raghav is trying something by gifting her.

Mom: Wow, I really haven’t tried CK perfumes yet. Thank you, Raghav, so sweet of you.

Raghav: My pleasure, Aishu.

After that, Raghav started to gift my mom frequently with stuff like pendants, sunglasses, and makeup kits. Mom didn’t mind him doing that. She thought it’s something sweet and friendly. But she always advised him not to waste his money for her as she’s feeling guilty.

One day Raghav came to my home casually with a wrapped gift in his hand and gave it to mom. She opened it and got shocked by seeing the gift. It was a black bodycon party wear which was looking expensive and hot too. Mom was amazed to see it.

Mom: Oh, god! This looks amazing! But why did you get this for me, Raghav? It’s expensive.

Raghav: I was shopping for me and came through this hot dress while crossing a store. It reminded me of you at that time, that’s why I got this. I am sure you will look stunning in this one. Please wear it, Aishu, I’m curious to see how it looks on you.

Mom blushed after hearing him, and she felt shy in front of us. She was looking at me, smiling, like asking me what to do?

Me: Come on, maa, don’t disappoint him. He gifted you, and he’s eager to know about it, give it a try and let’s see how it looks.

Mom smiled and went inside her room to wear it. She took a few minutes and then came out wearing it. Dang! She looked super hot in that one. It was a tight black bodycon party wear which was sticking to her body, revealing her figure and curves perfectly.

It was a short one that came till her mid-thighs revealing her long slender legs. It was a low-neck dress that exposed her cleavage in a perfect amount and her armpits, too, as it was sleeveless. Raghav was staring at her assets like a hungry guy. I’m sure he had a boner seeing her coz even I had one.

Mom was turning and showing all her sides to us for the compliment.

Raghav: Sorry, Aishu, you’re a bomb in this. Every guy will ogle at you if you wear this for a social event. If you wear that stilettos heels which I gave you for this, I’m damn sure every guy will be staring at your ass.

Mom blushed for whatever he said, and she turned towards me to hear my opinion

Me: You look really hot in this one, maa. It suits you perfectly. I think you should start wearing modern wears.

Mom blushed and thanked me for my compliment. She then rushed to her room to change the dress, and the meet went normal after that. I was pretty much sure that Raghav wants to bang my mom and make her taste his cock. I was waiting to see his next moves, though.

What will be his next moves? We’ll see that in the next part. In the meantime, please send your feedback to [email protected].