My Friend fucked my Mommy

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My Mommy Fucks My Friend

My neighbor (friend) and I are of the same age. He and I are good friends. After his father died, his mother left to marry another rich man. Since then, he has been angry with his mother.

Unable to vent it out, he used to abuse his mother, “Bitch’s pussy might be itching. She left me so that she could fuck her love freely and satisfy her cunt’s heat.”

Since then, he developed a liking for milfs and aunties. He likes to fuck them hard, imagining them as his mother because that’s how he wants to punish his mother. Since he was a child without a mother, my mom used to show pity and had a soft corner for him. That’s what ruined our lives.

He used that pity to fuck my mother. Once their fuck festival started, mommy became his sex slave. I don’t know whether it is because of hard and mind-blowing sex with him or if mom is slut in real. But wherever whenever he asks, she spreads her legs for him.

A lot of changes took place in the mom after she started fucking with him. Mommy’s shapes have changed; her boobs and ass have grown bigger. She started wearing revealing clothes, deep cut, sleeveless blouses. Sluttiness started oozing from her.

One day, I came home unexpectedly. That morning, there was a wedding of Mommy’s distant relatives. She wore a light pink colour transparent saree with a deep-cut blouse. The whole back was open. Cleavage was on full display. Mommy looked hot in that attire.

Mom went to the wedding alone because I was not familiar with them. Bored at home since morning, I went outside to roam in the evening. Suddenly, I saw my friend coming out of a lodge. He didn’t know that I was in town. It was a cheap lodge and famous for prostitution.

I called him in surprise. He declined the call and left a message saying, “Hi, I am in a movie with gf. I will call you back.” I didn’t understand why he was lying. After a while, mother too came out of the same lodge. I was shocked by it. Mom came and got into his car. I started following them.

So many questions are running through my mind. “What is mom doing here?” “What are these two doing in that lodge?” “Why did he lie?” “Are these two having an affair?”

He dropped mom at the centre and left. I am following mom. Mom came home by taking an auto from there. After some time, I went home. Mommy changed into a nighty. I went to my room without speaking to her. A lot of doubts in my mind, but one kept coming back.

“Are they having an affair?” As soon as that thought came, my dick started growing. “Chee! Why am I thinking like this? It cannot be possible. Why would mom have an affair with him? That who is of his son’s age. I am thinking in a bad way,” I said to myself.

Meanwhile, my friend sent a message asking to meet. We met in an Iranian cafe. I was at the table. He went to get chai. He left the phone on the table. His phone rang as he had received a message. I checked it. It was from mom.
She sent a topless pic.

Her boobs were all red and swollen, as if someone had pressed them hard. There were many bite marks on the boobs. “Look at what you did?” she wrote under the photo. My doubt has been confirmed. They are having an affair. They indeed fucked in that lodge.

Maybe all that marriage was a lie, and she became ready only for him. Mommy has been cheating on us. I was in shock. After a couple of minutes, I had gone blank.

Meanwhile, he brought chai. My train of thought broke. While drinking chai, I asked, “How is your gf? What movie did you go to?” He did not expect this. He tried to tell a lie. I stared at him as I knew that he was lying. He realized that.

Friend: Don’t get me wrong. Nothing happened at the lodge, as you are thinking.

Me: I didn’t say anything about the lodge. But how do you know what I think?

Friend: Your looks tell that. Your mother wanted to use the washroom. We didn’t find anything nearby and went there.

Me: But how did you two meet at that time. She went to the marriage. Didn’t she?

Friend: Yeah! After marriage, I found her waiting for an auto.

Me: Why did you drop her at the Center instead of at home?

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