Amisha – My Friend’s Hot Mom

Hey guys! This is Aryan and this is my first story on ISS. I have been following ISS for a very long time. Now, I think I am ready to submit a nice story for our viewers. It is a bit long story. I hope you like it and leave a comment.

I am Aryan, a vivid reader of ISS. This is a fiction story of my friend’s mother. I saw for the first time and fell in love with her. It was 4 years back when I and my other friends used to meet at night time for playing cards or chit-chat. We used to sit on a bench near four-way, discuss cricket, tease each other by their girlfriend’s name and many other things.

One night, one of my friends introduced us to Harsh (name changed). Harsh was a few years younger to us. As there was no boy of his age in the locality. So he started hanging out with us. Soon as we were bored of sitting and chit-chatting. We all decided to play night games.

Soon, we started playing football at night on the road in front of Harsh’s society. It was fun as there was no vehicle passing through that road. One night, while playing a rickshaw came by. We stopped our play to let the driver reverse his auto.

That was the first time when I saw a beautiful woman walk out wearing a saree. Harsh walked to her and took the baggage she was carrying. I understood that it was his mom, Amisha (name changed). I stared at her beauty and then she looked at me.

I was so lost in her looks that I forgot to take my eyes off when she saw me (as all boys do when a girl looks at them). She looked at me, our eyes met. She smiled at me and walked inside the building. My other friends continued to play as I was watching her hips move in a perfect motion.

Suddenly, she turned around and brushed her hair behind her ear and gave me a smile. I too smiled back and waved a hand at her. My friend hit me with the ball. I came back to senses and resume playing. That night, I was confused about whether she was interested in me or just thought that I am a kid.

I had many thoughts running in my mind and I went to sleep. The other night, I went to meet my friends. I reached Harsh’s building just to know from the watchman that all of them ditched me and went out on a car drive. I started walking back to my house when Amisha entered the building.

Amisha: Hey, Aryan. How are you?
Aryan: How do you know my name?
Amisha: (smiles) Don’t you think that I will ask my son who are his friends?
Amisha walked close to me and whispered, “And the one who welcomed me nicely with his staring in the building last night.”

I swallowed the spit and my forehead began to sweat. Amisha looked at me and smiled.
Amisha: No, don’t feel like I am angry with you. I am used to such stares. What do you think the men in this society do!

We both laughed at this. To impress her I thought of being a gentleman.
Aryan: I am sorry, Amisha ji if I made you uncomfortable.
Amisha: Well, I was uncomfortable. I think you can be sorry to me if you do what I tell you to do.

I looked at her, confused about whether she is trying to play hard or is she really angry.
Amisha: Spend some time with me. You see I and Harsh moved in this society a year back. I hardly know anyone. I don’t mind a friend for some chit-chat like you boys do at the four-way.

I nodded my head and we both walked to her house. Amisha’s house was just beautiful like her. I settled down on the sofa and she went inside to get us some snacks. After a while, she brought some snacks and we both were sitting at the two points of the sofa.

I was trying to keep the eye contact out of the conversation. As I knew, that if I make eye contact she will know what I am thinking. There was silence in the room. Only the sound of chips been cracked under our teeth. Amisha decided to break the ice.

Amisha: Last night, you were hardly able to take eyes off me and today you are not looking at me.
Aryan: I said sorry for that. By the way, Harsh’s dad, where is he?
Amisha: He is mostly busy with his tour. You see we are rich for a reason.

We both shared a laugh. Amisha was constantly looking at me. The heat in between us was increasing. Then Amisha asked me something for which I was ready and not ready too.

Amisha: So, I suppose you must have dreamed about me last night.
I heard that and the chip fell down from my hand. I gathered courage and looked at her.

Amisha: I am not a kid and I can make out through a person’s eyes what he is thinking. A woman with a hot figure of 34-26-35 is going to be in your dream.
Aryan: I like you and yeah I dreamed about you.
Amisha took the pillow off from her lap and shifted to me.

Amisha: You are a virgin, right?
Aryan: Yeah.
Amisha: And how old are you?
Aryan: 20.

Amisha: I and Harsh are soon going to shift from here and move abroad. I think before leaving I can teach you a bit.
Aryan: I feel like you are taking reference from the movie.

Amisha put her hand around my head and kissed my lips. That was a passionate kiss that I had in years. I gave in myself and pulled Amisha over me. We both laid on the sofa kissing each other passionately. My hands brushed through her hair. We broke the kiss and settled back at our places.

Amisha: I am usually not into making out with the people I just met.
Aryan: Then why me?
Amisha: Because I have been following you for the last 4 months. You see Harsh’s dad is always out of state.

As she was talking to me. She got up and started undressing her, I was enjoying the show she was giving me. She unpinned her pallu and it dropped down, that is a sight that every boy always dream of seeing. A woman with boobs of 34 wearing a tight blouse, slips it in front of you, for you.

Amisha: I need someone to fulfill my needs. No one around is as good as you are. So, I choose you.
Amisha was naked in front of me, I was staring at the perfect body she has.
Amisha: Why are you staring at me? I am not a whore that you are paying. Take off your own clothes.

I nodded my head and got up and took my clothes off. Amisha looked at my body and walked close to me and kissed my chest.
Amisha: I like boys going to the gym.

I moved her chin up and kissed her. We both were standing naked in the hall were kissing passionately. I moved my hands to her ass and lifted her up. Amisha wrapped her legs around my waist and I kissed her.
Amisha: Take me to the bedroom, it is time to lose something.

We both walked into the bedroom. I threw Amisha on the bed, Amisha crawled to the table next to her bed. She took a condom packet out and showed it to me. I was horny, I got on the bed and spread her legs and put my tongue on her pussy. Amisha has a clean shaved pussy.

I move my tongue inside her pussy, tongue fucked her as she was moaning wild.
Amisha: Yeah suck me good.

She was enjoying the licking. She was pressing her boobs in ecstasy. I pushed my tongue inside. She grabbed my head in between her thighs and left a loud moan. The other hand was holding the bed railing as she was in full pleasure. Her face was a sight to see.

Amisha: I am cumming.

She pressed her right boob hard and cum. I slid out from between her thighs and laid beside her. She looked at me and licked her juice from my lips.
Amisha: No one has made me cum in just 5 minutes. You got some tongue moves. It is time I will show you mine.

She winked at me and crawled between my legs. Looking at me as a lusty horny bitch, she tore the condom packet and put it around my dick. She put her right hand on my dick and begin to jerk it and her left hand was scratching my balls.

Amisha: You want me to suck this 7 inch hard solid dick?
Aryan: Sucking can be done any time, just shove it inside.

Amisha smiled and came upon me. Her face was close to mine as she was adjusting my dick on her pussy. I was in heaven as my dickhead hit her pussy lips. I knew this was the time but suddenly we heard the doorbell.

Who was on the other side of the door? Did I lose my virginity? All questions will be answered in the next part. As the night is going to be a long night. If you like my story do leave a comment. Thank you for reading.