This is Kamal from a small town in Northern India and I am going to tell you my real story which I witnessed back when I was a teen. This Hindi sex story (Hottest Playmates) revolves around my hot desi mom Neeta and her sexual desires.
I was a teen back then and had discovered the joy of masturbation already. A couple of friends had access to the internet and showed me some soft porn movies. I was a wild horny boy and I masturbated 4-5 times every day imagining different-different situations.
My routine was always the same; school- tuition- cricket- sleep and repeat. I used to find time to masturbate in between. I used to masturbate before the shower.
When I came back from the school and got ready to play cricket, I whacked off quickly imagining about a very hot neighbor aunty. When I got ready to sleep, I whacked off once more before drifting to sleep. Apart from these frequent jacking off routines, I also jerked off to the nude girls from the newspaper. My favorite desi actress was Priyanka Chopra and I always collected her pictures to jack off on. Sometimes I would get some nude Hollywood celebrity pictures and I would start imagining things immediately.
The aunt in the neighborhood was very sexy. She was in her early thirties, had three school going children. They were in their primary classes. She used to roam around in her nighties. Her husband was a driver in an army battalion and he used to visit his family once in a while.
Since hers was a joint family, and she was already knocked up hard, she never felt the urge to quench the fire in her loins. Three children was already a lot. A little bit of time she used to get every day was spent on her daily chores and God’s worship.
Her ass was jiggling and her boobs were voluptuous. She walked with pride and her companions resonated with her beauty. Hence the obsession with her. Although I knew I won’t get even a small chance to see her naked, my imaginations ran wild and I was fucking her almost every day in my dreams in all situations possible.
“Aunty, Mummy ne sugar ke liye bheja hai. We almost ran out of it.” “Ah, come Kamal. Let me give you sugar.” And there you go, I am rock hard and jerking off. To jerk off, you just need a reason. All you have to do is to imagine licking her pussy and smashing your dick into her later onwards, and you just have jacked off, once more.
Back to the actual story. In the course of time, once I returned home from the school early. It must have been some holiday on which we were called to attend classes and later relieved, or something similar. But I was happy, early leave gives you chance to jack off more times than regular days. More fun. Boy’s hormones.
So there I was, extremely happy to reach home early. I knew I would find my mom worshipping; a peaceful whacking-off session was waiting for me on the other side. So I drove my bicycle faster than usual and reached home. I parked my cycle and climbed stairs peacefully, I never liked it when someone asked if I had bunked school or something. I would tell mom upfront, they left us early today.
Then I opened the grill quietly and placed my bag on the sofa. Looked like no one was home and everything was quiet. Mom must have left for the temple she visits every day. More fun, right?
So, I undressed myself to my undies, threw every cloth in random places and headed towards the bathroom to clean myself first. The bathroom was on the other end of our house. Crossed my verandah, a bedroom, a hallway, into the kitchen and on the other end of the kitchen was our bathroom.
As soon as I approached our kitchen, I started hearing the muffled noise. Someone was sobbing. My spider senses got alert and I tiptoed to the bathroom. Along with silent sobbing, there was a muted grunting sound too. Both sounds were coming in unison. It was like someone was heavy lifting and another was crying. The bathroom doors were ajar and I took a peek. What I saw rooted me where I stood.
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Vinod, a laborer who had worked in our new house, was fucking my mom Neeta from behind. One of his hands were lifting a thigh and the other was groping. They were fucking not very slow but it was at a decent pace. Their sounds emanated when he pumped his dick inside her pussy. He had his head tilted towards the roof while mom was bent forward accepting his strokes in peaceful glee.
Now, about my mom. She was not very fat, she was of medium height, of brown complexion and her figure must be toned, as close to fit women of 35. Her buttocks were full of flesh and her boobs were well rounded. When she walked, her ass swayed in a cute way, and until now I didn’t know she could cross limits and demand a penis in her cunt other than my father’s.
But here she was, fucking a strongly built man, when she thought she was all by herself. They must have been fucking for some time now, for there was sweat on their bodies. What does she do after sex, she would bath with him for sure? She must be sex-starved and Vinod was her go-to guy. They wouldn’t notice me for their heads were turned the other way. No reason to suspect of being caught too, who comes home so early after leaving for schools and offices at 8:30 am sharp.
The rhythm was practiced it seems, they must have been doing it for some months now at least. I wondered what got her into it with him. I will try to find it later, but right now I had to concentrate on not using my hand to get my hard dick out of the zipper, for it was already spewing my pants with precum.
The two lovebirds were busy. Mom was moaning every once in a while, aaaaaah. Vinod was grunting when he put in extra dick-work. I must have been standing for 4-5 minutes by now when he started to pick up his pace. His balls were slapping her butt with silent thuds, the moaning began to grow. Her groaning sound was so erotic, she said something to him which increased his pumping speed further. She must have asked for harder effort into her cunt.
Soon, it felt like Vinod was ready to cum and she geared up to take the load. With little louder grunts, Vinod started burying his sperm into Neeta’s cunt. The thrusts were very hard and jerky but he managed to fill her up; from behind. He let go of her thigh, and she was back on her two legs. With his dick still inside her pussy, they stood like that for a couple of minutes.
Then Vinod turned the shower on and water started to pour all over them. He pulled out of her and started to rub her body. They were still facing the other side, I was still hidden from their sight. He started to finger her pussy from behind. The sound of her pussy being rubbed relentlessly by his dick filled the bathroom.
She gradually started to moan again, and before I could keep up with the pace of events, she started to squirm heavily on his hands. Her body trembled and with muffled moans of pleasure, she had her climax. Vinod took the soap from the shelf and started to apply it. They covered themselves in soap from head to toe and rubbed each other’s private parts. Soon they were free of foam and cleaned themselves up. Mom had her head away from my side and was hugged from behind still and Vinod’s large dick was again ready for some action.
He grabbed her boobs and started to press them. Seems like they did this almost every day. My mom, the cock seeker she was, must have been deprived of hard fucking for some time now. They started to talk now.
Vinod: Bhaiya had asked for more milk yesterday, so I brought half a liter more today.
Mom: Yes, he said his son needs more milk.
Vinod: They sure do, didi. More power means more fucking.
Mom: Chal hat! Why would my son need milk for fucking? Maybe you need more milk. You fuck Pushpa in night, then fuck me in the morning. Half of the milk is for you. He wants you to drink some of it. He is just shy of admitting it to you.
Vinod: Don’t blame him, Didi. He has lost interest in sex. Why would he ask me anyway? I am lucky, how else would I fuck you and Pushpa both.
Mom: Hmm. Chutye!
My father knew of this! Explains why she was casually fucking him in the bathroom. They were kissing passionately now.