Hello there GrayWizard back with a new episode of Summer Vacations. Read the previous parts before this to understand the concept. It was the third week of my stay at Vatsal’s home. His dad left for some business deal from his office. Now it was me Vatsal, Ishani, Divya and Grishma aunty at home. It seemed that Nazma took my advice because Vatsal told me that she is loosening herself. They hadn’t had real sex but now Nazma was freer she’d let Vatsal touch her inside out. Even Vatsal was liking the slow-go now all of a sudden. He didn’t tell me exactly what happened between them but they were happy. Divya was still a young kid. Though we have fun times together she mostly stayed out with her friends till evening. Grishma aunty she was still pretending to be all nice and fine. But ever since our little chat was avoiding me. Neelofar and I were fucking every day like there’s no tomorrow since I had her anal cherry popped. There was no stopping us. For continuous 3 days, I left with Vatsal after breakfast. We’d meet our girls have a little chat over coffee and then the couples would go their separate ways. Ishani she was something different. She’d sneak up into my room late night. Though we didn’t fuck it seemed quite erotic. The first day it happened she sneaked into my blanket and gave me a scare. It gave me a different thrill. I don’t know which one of us was teasing the other. We’d behave like a husband and wife. The closeness increased every time we met. My vacation at Vatsal’s place was turning into a heavenly experience, better every day. Next day after our fuck Neelofar invited me to her place. It was her mom’s birthday. I reached there with Vatsal who was also invited by Nazma. Neelofar had got a lovely birthday cake. It was only the four of us and Neelofar’s grandma. She was quite old maybe in her late 70’s or something. She had a hard time hearing and spoke loud enough for a person to go deaf. We were waiting for the birthday girl who still was getting ready. My god when she walked down the stairs from her room to the hall Reshma looked stunning. She was wearing a red chiffon saree the edges of her pallu was black, a black chiffon blouse. Her hairs were curled and the flick left hanging when it came over her eye. She was the perfect MILF. Neelofar noticed me ogling at her mother and softly elbowed me in the chest. “She’s my mother, darling,” she said softly in my ear. I didn’t say anything. But there was no need my face could say it all by itself. “Happy Birthday, aunty” Vatsal wished her. Reshma replied “Whom are you wishing boy. It’s my birthday, not my mother’s.” Vatsal was confused. I could see that sly look on Reshma’s face. I gave my hand for a handshake and when she took it, I wished her “Happy birthday Reshma.” Again, with the same shy look, Reshma said, “Now we are talking.” She winked at me. Vatsal had gone red and Nazma and Neelofar were laughing like hell. After the cake was cut and we gave our presents we had dinner. All of a sudden Neelofar got a call. One of her friends met with an accident and was now in hospital. She asked me and Vatsal to stay till she comes back. Neelofar called and said that her friend was okay now. “She’d only suffered a minor fracture on the shoulder. I’ll be back in an hour or two. Please stay till then.” I said yes. Nazma and Vatsal were in her room together. Grandma was sound asleep. And I was feeling uncomfortable with Reshma. She looked so hot. Suddenly she asked me “So are you two serious about it. You and Neelofar.” I looked point blank at her. “It seems Nazma and Vatsal are but you two. You are very much alike and also different. I hope it’s not only about sex with you two. If it is, follow the rules of NSA.” Now, this was a googly plus bouncer for me. NSA, sex. I mean it’s understandable to care for her daughter but a straight-up conversation about sex with her boyfriend. “I, we don’t know yet. I mean none of us said anything and sex it’s not all about it and your daughter she’s really nice.” “Nice at what sucking your dick. And what it’s not all about sex with guys your age. It’s always all about sex not prejudice towards men but it happens at your age.” I was like WTH. “You don’t believe me. Okay, answer this. What if I say you can fuck me right now up in my bedroom, what will you do take it or leave it and be honest. I noticed the way you were ogling at me all this time.” What the hell is going on? I mean it’s only been fifteen minutes we have been alone with each other and this what we were discussing. And I her daughter’s friggin boyfriend. And what shall I answer? I had a big NO ready when she said the first part. But the ‘be honest’ and ‘I noticed the way you were ogling at me all this time’ those hit me and I was dumbstruck. This was what she waiting for a moment’s hesitation. “See when I asked you, to be honest, you showed that hesitation.” It’s always about sex okay so what. “You’re quite bold. I mean to speak to me about this.” I said trying to sound brave and bold myself. In a few minutes, she had me completely in her grasp. I didn’t like it that way. “So Reshma,” I said looking straight into her eyes, “What if I said yes?” She shrugged as in what am I talking about. “You asked me what would I say if you gave me a chance to fuck you. So, what if had said yes. Would you keep to your words?” Reshma was dumbstruck here for the first time. It was for a moment but still, I had her for that time. “Then I would.” She said getting up and grabbed my hand, “Drag you up the stairs to my room.” She pulled me along we climbed the stairs she was still holding my hand in hers. Her ass swayed as she climbed each step. Reshma swung open her bedroom door. Dragged me in, closed it behind her pushed me on the bed switched on the lights and jumped on me. “And now I will let you fuck me.” “Be quick Neelofar may come anytime now, Nazma and your friend they are busy so no worries but be gentle it’s been some time now.” She started opening my shirt buttons while kissing me. I grabbed her ass over her saree and give it a nice squeeze she moaned in ecstasy. She was horny as fuck. She got up and pulled down my pants and started sucking my cock like a hungry slut. She was giving me the best experience of my life. The best blowjob I had was from Neelofar but Reshma her skill was altogether on a different level though there was a similarity between hers and Neelofar’s style. The way Reshma licked the glans as she played with my balls or how she sucked the ball while stroking my dick. She sucked me to the verge of climax. Then stopped she didn’t want to wait for a good fuck. Getting up she let her pallu fall. The spring undid her saree. In a hurry, she removed her petticoat and panties and sat on my face. I was licking her pussy and rubbing her clit simultaneously. I wanted to see her big round boobs. I put on hand on her back and undid the lace of her backless blouse. She was nearing climax herself. But what she needed was not a climax but the cock in her pussy. The craving made her get up. She threw aside her blouse. Her tits were the best I had seen. There was a bit of sagging around the corners but overall, they were firm. I couldn’t stop myself and directed an attack on her breasts. Sucking, licking, squeezing and pinching every inch, every bit of those melons. Reshma was losing it by the second. I too was eager to fuck her mature pussy. The first mature pussy of my life. I made her go on all fours on the bed for deeper penetration. I wanted to make feel good so that she’ll let me do it again. Next time in not so hurried way. I placed my dick on her entrance. My penis was pulsating blood gushing in. I rubbed the tip on the entrance and with one push I was inside her. It was tight. Her pussy. And she was telling the truth. It seemed that she hadn’t had anything in that pussy for a long time. Maybe she used her ass who knows. But it was the best experience to date. She was huffing and puffing. It was painful but sweet. Then she herself pushed against me taking in the whole of the length and gave a moan muffled by her pressing her face on the bed. I fucked her like that for a few minutes. Giving hard deep strokes. She was matching my rhythm moving backward and forward in complete sync. It showed her experience. Her big titties were hanging from her chest swinging with every stroke. I bent lower on her and grabbed a tit squeezing it and with another hand rubbed her clit. She liked it her grip around my pussy tightened. And just a minute later she was moaning and breathing faster than ever I knew she’s nearing climax. I turned her around my dick still inside her, put my lips on hers. I grabbed her shoulders from below. With my chest tightly pressed against her boobs and her legs up in the air. I began fucking her faster and faster like a mad dog fucking his bitch. Kissing her was a good idea as she came. She began moaning and with my mouth against her, only a couple of them escaped in full volume. I too was about to cum. I asked her where to and all she said was, “Keep fucking me.” And in the next minute, I came into her pussy. Still fucking her as if it’s the first time I have had sex. Spurts after spurts of cum erupted from my cock and hit her pussy walls. We lay there like that for a while. Then she shook me and we got up. I had fucked her for almost an hour. She went to her attached bath to clean up. I saw my cum on her bed sheets probably it dripped out of Reshma’s pussy. When she came out after cleaning still naked. I got up to get clean but she pushed me down and started cleaning my dick with her mouth. “You are still not satisfied, I guess,” I said. “I am for now. But what about tomorrow and the day after that. I can’t go looking out for men every time I need a fuck and a boyfriend. A boyfriend will be a headache. And I cannot marry someone only for sex,” she said in between licking my limp cock. Reshma was surprising me every time she spoke. But this time, I was ready. “Why worry? I am here for another week and then our final destination is Mumbai.” She got up sat beside me my cock was regaining its size. She scooped the cum on her bed sheet I previously noticed. She said, “See you fucked me your girlfriend’s mom and are ready to do it again. Wasn’t I right? Guys your age, for them women are all about sex.” I didn’t know what she meant whether all this was a test to see if I am loyal to her daughter, bullshit. A test cannot go as far as fucking. Then what did she mean? Did she fuck me only so that she could prove her point? Could be it’s not a very farfetched idea. Anyways I was glad that at least I could fuck her. Reshma surprised me once again. Then when she licked the cum, she stooped and said “I like you. And you fuck really good. See why my daughter always runs off as soon as she’s done with her breakfast.” She licked her lips clean and said, “Meet me at the hotel Sunshine tomorrow at 7 pm. It’s a great place to dine and then a good fuck. Hope my daughter does not exhaust you too much tomorrow.” She got up and started wearing her blouse. I too began dressing. We went back down to the hall. Nazma and Vatsal were still not there. Minutes later Neelofar came back. Reshma was perfectly normal while I tried to be as normal as a person can be around his girlfriend after fucking her mother. Vatsal and Nazma surprisingly came not from her room but from outside. They said they were in the garden. And I gave Vatsal a look saying ‘Guy you were in her room and still couldn’t take it to a hard fuck’. While he had a look stating ‘What do you know how hard it is but she likes it slow and I am going slow’. After a while, Neelofar hugged me bye and so did Reshma. But she kept it normal. What a woman! Maybe Vatsal too expected a hug. But neither Nazma nor Reshma gave him one. He had gone red then bursting into a fit of laughter. Nazma hugged him and Reshma pinched his cheek and gave a soft slap. Then we left on our bike. That’s all folks! Do tell me how do you like it.
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