Hi reader. I’m Sarfaraz Khan back after quite a long time. I had been a little busy and lazy for a while and running out of ideas. My readers, too, whose few stories I write, weren’t coming up with anything interesting in this lockdown situation.
Then one reader Altaf had an interesting event to share. He again insisted that I should make a nice story of it. Those who haven’t read the previous story of his ammi can read it in my stories list. So coming to this one in Altaf’s own words.
So after I saw my homely ammi fucking with our neighbor uncle Afzal, my perspective towards her changed a bit. I suddenly started avoiding speaking to her much and didn’t make eye contact. Ammi might have noticed my behavior change but couldn’t understand why.
Anyways I continued with my routine, but that incident kept haunting my mind. My masturbation sessions included that scene of my decent mom having an affair behind her husband’s back.
After this incident, I tried a lot to see ammi and Afzal uncle in action again. But I didn’t get a single chance. After a few days, Afzal uncle’s native village had some problems. So he left to stay there probably for few months. I believed that now mom and he can’t enjoy it. So I stopped suspecting anything fishy and spying. But this incident changed my perspective.
I was into the usual routine of my job. My brother and dad would leave for their business too. Since Afzal uncle wasn’t there, there was nothing much to suspect. One day I came very early after lunch. Usually, I’d come by evening, but today it was some holiday.
Usually, Ammi calls me during lunch breaks to ask if I had lunch and when I will return. I thought it’s casual for her to ask (later, I came to know something). That day I had told Ammi I’d be returning by evening as usual. But I didn’t inform her I’m leaving now as I wanted to surprise her with some pani puri.
I reached my home and saw nothing suspicious except my as usual silent, calm and no-people neighborhood. This time as I didn’t expect anything fishy. I gently knocked on the main door. Ammi usually is in the kitchen or hall this time and takes no time to open the door.
But after many knocks when there was no opening, I grew suspicious. I ran to the place from where I had seen it last time but found it empty. Where is Ammi? I remembered I had a spare key in my vehicle and took it. I silently opened the door and went in.
I checked the bedroom, kitchen, hall without calling out for ammi but no signs of her. Then I saw the door to the stairs open, which leads to the terrace. I remembered we had a single room there mainly used for washing clothes and relaxing sometimes.
I went with slow footsteps and tiptoed my way towards that room. I heard someone moan. It was a male voice. My heart was pounding now. I squatted on my knees and moved like that. That room was closed, and I watched through the window. I first saw the man this time.
I recognized straight away that it was Venkatesh uncle. He lived 3-4 houses away from ours and a good friend of dad. He was sitting on a plastic chair. My ammi was on her knees, blowing him. Oh shit! What a scene it was. He was holding her head and enjoying her sucking with closed eyes.
He was moaning slowly due to pleasure. He had spread his legs wide. Now let me tell you about Venkatesh uncle. He was almost the same age or a bit older than dad. But he had maintained himself well and used to exercise regularly. So he had a sturdy built with a tall height and a dark complexion.
His wife was my mom’s very good friend. Now ammi was blowing with great expertise, sometimes rubbing his balls and caressing his lower belly and abs. After blowing for some time, he made ammi stand up. He started mauling her white boobs with huge dark nipples like some dough.
He was pressing the boobs while twisting the nipples like a knob on the other side. Ammi’s nighty, petticoat, and undergarments were lying on the floor. I don’t know what all actions had happened before I came. I hope I didn’t miss much.
After playing with Ammi’s boobs, he made her sit on the cot and sat next to her. He started praising mom for her beauty and how lucky he is to have got her. Ammi was listening to him and smiling. While doing this, he massaged Ammi’s boobs and pussy, and ammi was caressing his manhood and chest.
Now he told ammi to lie down. He went on top and began kissing her from the neck downward, navel, belly, and planted a kiss on her pussy. Ammi raised it a bit in pleasure. He came up, and they began kissing passionately with closed eyes.
Now he went down and, watching my ammi in her eyes, went for her pussy. He didn’t mind it being hairy and was sucking it slowly. It wasn’t as shown in porn but a very beginner’s manner. He wasn’t going deep or using his tongue. It was just like French kissing. Ammi giggled and moaned as he kissed it.
Now he was ready to mount. He positioned his thin black cock on my Ammi’s pussy, and searching for the proper place. He began moving in. Ammi closed her eyes and began moaning. He neatly made his way to and fro. He wasn’t going very fast.
But slowly and making complete strokes till his cock buried deep inside her pussy. His dick was covered in juices as it came out of Ammi’s pussy before going in again. He was kissing her neck and face while making love. While ammi was turning her face here and there, absorbing the pleasure.
After about 10 minutes, he was done. He pulled out and sprayed his cum on her inner thighs. He fell exhausted beside her. They talked some random shit after wearing clothes. Then I walked slowly down to my home and went outside after locking the door.
My mind was full of fantasies now for my ammi. I couldn’t believe it and expect her to do it again with another man. I don’t know how many she has done. Thinking of all this I went to a nearby park and spent some time there. By 5 pm I came back like usual from work.
Ammi was very much normal, and uncle had left. But from that day onwards, I too began sexually thinking about my own Ammi. How? I’ll tell in other stories.
So, guys and girls, this was his story which he wanted to share. Anything about this you can mail me. Other readers who have kinky experiences and excellent ideas and want stories to be made can mail with complete details. You can even read my other stories here.
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