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How I Seduced My Best Friend's Mother - I

During my childhood, we lived in a nice out skirt of the city that formed part of a suburb in a large city. It was what you might call middle class. Nice houses but nothing too fancy and lots of other kids around to play with. We all had bikes and computers and were always round at each other's house playing during the holidays and at the weekend. All the kid's mums sort of instinctively looked after all the kids and we didn't think anything of staying for lunch or dinner on the spur of the moment. There was a group of about 5 of us boys within a couple of streets who were all the same age and played together regularly. All the events in this story happened after we had all turned 18.

One kid had a really beautiful mother...black hair and a pretty face. Her name was Zeenat and she was Saneem's mum. Zeenat became a topic of conversation when Saneem wasn't around. Javeed was probably the most sex obsessed out of all my friends. He would never shut up about her. Javeed was probably my closest friend out of the group and I spent a lot of time with him. Often I would stay over at his house or him at mine and we were always getting lifts to school from each other's parents.

There were two women one was Rehana she was about 39 year old and she was about 5.4’’ tall very fair and normaly used to wear salwar kameez at home and sarees when she went out she had big ass and it used to sway in her saree when she walked her boobs were so big and they looked so sexy in her blouse and she normally used to wear saree in very traditional way

Other women was zeenath she was of the same age as Rehana but she was bit modern type she was bit taller had a figure to die for and was very fair normally used to wear western dresses and she was from a rich family

Javeed' mother was like a second mother to me. Her name was Rehana, she was as beautiful like Zeenat I liked her and always felt comfortable with her. I never really took any notice of her sexually. She was traditional looking and her body was still a good shape after 2 kids (Javeed had a little brother call Azlan). I never really thought anything of seeing her in the mornings in her dressing gown and thinking back I don't think I ever looked at her in a sexual way until one day when Javeed gave her a playful smack on the big ass while she was talking on the telephone. I can still see it now. Her whole big ass moved. It didn't wobble. It just moved and as he took his hand away I stared at the black Saree covering both big soft ass cheeks as she stood talking. I think he probably smacked it about three or four times as he was walking past and she didn't say anything. I thought nothing of it but I had an image imprinted on my 18 year old brain.

Later that night, or sometime soon after, I was in bed at home masturbating and my thoughts turned to Rehana and her black Saree covered ass. It was almost as if I couldn't stop myself thinking about it. Fuck me this was wrong. Zeenat yes, I'd thought about her many times but not Rehana. Sure enough, however hard I tried, that big ass wouldn't let go and I brought myself off thinking about how it moved and how good it looked. It was bigger than girls my own age and I had never fancied anything that shape before, just a nice round big ass. I didn't even imagine it naked, or being fucked....it was just enough to think about it. I didn't fancy Rehana and I could never admit this to anyone else. This was private and that made it even more appealing. No one could ever guess.

After that, I always looked at Rehana differently. It was almost as if that first wank thinking about her opened the floodgates. The next time I saw here was a disappointment. Rehana looked the same as she always had, as in only Tradtional looking and I had to ask myself what I saw in her. I couldn't help myself though. From then on I was always stealing glances at her. I didn't focus on the face but the body became something of an obsession. In the morning before lifts to college, she would be busy round the house in her saree and blouse of cotton. It was a thin material not transperant but was tight enogh to make out her structure and her body looked more sexy to me oncei started observing it more of her body her blouse top hook was open to reveal slightly more cleavage. Before the smacked ass moment, I had never paid any mind to it but now I was taking mental notes of every detail.

Her body was rounded and typical of a woman in her mid thirties who has had a couple of kids. Some days her nipples would show through the blouse material and whenever she bent over I would check out the navel and her big ass, it swayed a bit when she walked. Her legs were not long and slim like the girls at college but they were attractive in a different way. I was so impressed, something just drew me to her and I couldn't get her out of my head when I shagged at night. I would never even dream of touching her, but just enjoyed thinking about her body.

I went round one Monday morning for a lift and Rehana answered the door looking surprised.

"They've gone," she said. "They had to leave early and didn't know you were going in with them." By this she meant that Javeed had left with his dad.

"Let me just go and call Zeenat, see if they have got to hers yet".

"Zeenat I thought. Hmmm." I was programmed to think "hmmm" whenever she got a mention.

I followed Rehana into the house and sat down while she made the call. I was watching TV and not really listening to the call going on in the other room. Rehana came back in and stood before me, completely oblivious to the fact my eyes were running over the whole of her body.

"You've missed them" she said. "They left Saneem's about 2 minutes ago."

She was standing with her legs slightly apart and I was feeling aroused by her very presence. I was lost in my little daydream and didn't really hear the bad news but mumbled some sort of "OK". I was more concerned with taking mental pictures of this body so I could knock one out later.

"I'll go and wait for a bus" I said, "Not to worry."

She stepped back and I bent forward to stand up off the couch. Then it happened. That dink sound muffled by fabric. The button on my trousers pinged.

"What was that?" she asked.

"Oh" I said, "The button has just come off. It's been loose for a while."

Rehana went straight into "mum" mode and rushed off to get her sewing basket. I was holding my trousers up and she was coming back with the basket. Within no time Rehana had the needle threaded and was bending over in front of me to pick up the button.

My cock twitched. I looked somewhere else away from her big soft ass, the last thing I needed now was a hard on. She knelt before me with the button and the needle and said "Hold steady."

Then Javeed' mother opened the flies on my trousers and started to sew the button back on. I was looking down on her and couldn't help notice the cleavage showing from my line of sight as her blouse was low neck and her saree pallu was off her shoulders as she sat down before me. Her tits looked really big so fair and I could see the blue veins running over those big soft pair of tits. One hand was pressing against me to push the material of the trousers out so she could get to thread the needle.

"It might be better if you take them off" she smiled.

I felt embarrassed and didn't answer. She sensed my discomfort and just carried on. The back of her hand kept pressing against me as she kept inserting the needle. When I say pressing against me, it was actually against my cock. My cock was starting to grow. In fact, it was getting hard and like any 18 year old lad. Just when you don't want it to, it gets even harder.

Rehana noticed but politely carried on. I tried to adjust myself slightly hoping not to make things worse but relieve the strain.

"Are you ok?" she asked.

"Erm...sorry," was all I could murmur trying to hide my embarrassment.

"Don't be ashamed" Rehana reassured, glancing up at me. I looked away and she carried on but it got harder and the strain grew in my trousers.
"Let me adjust you" she suggested lowering my zip further and tugging on my trousers and boxer shorts to give me some room. As she did this, my naked cock sprang out. It was sticking straight out about inches away from the side of her face. Oh shit was all I could think but time seemed to stop. She stopped and stared.

"Oh, my it is so huge and at this age it is so thick looks so cute and so hard " was all I heard her say.

Then, together in perfect coordination, I turned a few degrees to point my swollen cock at her and she turned her head in its direction. We sort of both swivelled to a point where her face was directly in front of my cock head. Time was seemingly frozen.

I don't remember thinking or doing anything. What I do remember is her mouth opening, her tongue licking her lips slightly and her head moving forward the last remaining few inches that separated us. Her eyes were staring at my cock head and she moved her lips over it. Her mouth opened wider and her lips slipped over the whole shaft and kept on slipping until my eight inches of hard cock were buried completely in her mouth. It felt so warm but I was too shocked to realise what was happening. I didn't thrust and for a moment just stood their frozen to the spot with my cock in her mouth. I don't remember her licking it or sliding her lips along it like I had seen in the few porn films we lads had gained access to. She just sort of held it in her mouth and sucked ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh that kind of noise was coming from my mouth I felt as if I am in heaven .
My dream women mother of my friend and twice my age whome I always knew and treated as my mother is sucking my big dick like a whore

Within a few seconds, as if from nowhere, I came and shot my load. She held her sucking position and swallowed it all. As she was doing this, my attention was drawn to her body.
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