My friend's mom

I needed to move out of my place and a friend offered his place, so I stayed there for awhile. His mom must've have been in her late 50s then. A real nice and friendly Indian lady, she's got a pretty face, lovely smile, short curly hair, not too fat, just a little on the plump side, in my opinion, nice and fleshy mature body. We got a long really well. She looks like most mature indian aunties, busty with a slight belly. I love getting hugs from her because she would hug me tight and press her tits against me. One time at a family outing to the beach, she wore a tight blue swimsuit, I love being able to admire and lock in all her curves into my memory. It was not the normal v cut bottom like most swimsuits but a shorts type. I loved how tight they were against her mature body, with a camel toe, nice and thick pussy. Couldn't stop looking at her big tits bouncing about while she moved. It had a zipper in the front, which till this day I fantasise about slowly unzipping it and sucking those tits. It must be pretty thin paddings because I could see the outline of her nipples poking through. Her tits bigger than usual because there's nothing to hold it up. Pity we weren't alone otherwise I would have tried to hug her or something.

She always leaves her used panties in the laundry basket in the bathroom that the others in the house showered in. Apart from a couple of long leg girdle panties, which I love, she wears only black full cut lace panties. Always get a chance to sniff them or wrap them around my cock for a good wank. I love that she only wears black lace bras. Love when she wears sarees, her belly sticking out from the side and her tops so tight against her black lace bra and big tits.

I love that she doesn't wear a bra under her nightgown at home. Am usually hiding a hard on sat next to her watching tv.

One time while we were out grocery shopping, it was pouring heavily so we had to share an umbrella. Till this day, it turns me on. She told me to carry the groceries in such a way it wouldn't get wet, while she held the umbrella. So each of my arms were in a v shape. She squeezed one tit between my forearm and upper arm and pressed herself as close to me as possible to avoid getting wet. It was heaven as we walked a distance towards home. As we walked, her tits just pressed and rubbed against me. I could have walked for hours like that! Went home and we both needed a shower, I wish I could tell you we showered together but we definitely showering at the same time. I was in the shower sniffing her panty she had just used and had one of the best climax ever, thinking of her naked in her bathroom just separated by a wall. Imagining her back against me, my hard cock pressed between her nice big mature indian ass, kissing her and her telling me to squeeze her big tits as much as I want.

Every chance I got after that, I would brush up against her tits and she didn't seem to mind at all. I want to lick her pussy and fuck her. Oh Aunty, I want to fuck you and suck your tits.

By Anonymous

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