Mamta's eyes were glowing with unprecedented lust as she inched towards Bunty. The youngster looked a lot exhausted after his very first sexual encounter with his mother although his eyes surely lit up seeing his close friend's mother inside his bedroom.
"Hey buddy," She called out with a smile. "Had a nice time with your mom I suppose."
Bunty smiled rather funnily. It was odd to hear another woman referring about the sex he had with his own mother. However, he felt a thrill listening to the woman who sounded naughty for the very first time. He had always looked upon Mamta as a respectable woman with tremendous teaching skills.
"Sit down," Bunty gathered the courage to speak while his eyes kept watching his best friend's mother. "I will be back in a moment after some clean up."
"That's fine," Mamta replied with a wink as she settled onto the couch. Bunty hurried to the bathroom, cleaned himself up and returned in a flash with just a towel around his waist.
Mamta was wearing a shining chiffon sari which has become somewhat synonymous with her. Her sleeveless blouse revealed her bountiful flesh on her arms and it wasn't difficult to discover the dark lace bra underneath.
"Don't do it with your eyes," She smirked gauging where his eyes strayed.
Mamta sew Bunty looking steadily at her chest and blushed for the first time. She was aware that the boys had always fantasized about her breasts and buttocks. She had discovered long ago that both Biju and Bunty had their eyes on her and she wasn't unduly worried about the morality in the whole thing. She badly needed some youthful exuberance to play around with her. She had several wet dreams where both the boys had taken her body against her will.
"Let me see that wonderful dick that ploughed your mom's pussy," She spoke without any inhibitions. Bunty sat close to her with excitement filling up his mind as though some floodgates were let open. His eyes gazed her beautiful round face and the sparkle in her grape eyes. Her lips looked extraordinarily red belying her age and but for just the one crease beneath her eyes, there wasn't any hint to suggest that Mamta was as older as his mother. His hands reached out to hold her face and pull it closer to him. Her cheeks felt rather warm although the silky feeling of her skin on his palms was exhilarating.
"You seem to be in a romantic mood buddy," Mamta smiled struggling hard to conceal a gentle blushing. "I came thinking that you are going to maul my tits and plough my pussy mercilessly."
"I just did that to my mom," Bunty whispered into her ears.
Mamta's right hand landed on his thighs and began stroking his skin. Her hands inched towards the bottom end of the towel and pushed it upwards till her finger's brushed the tip of his dick. Bunty pulled her hard against him and let his chin rest on her left shoulders. He grew in excitement scenting the wonderful fragrance emanating from her dense hair and his tongue popped out to brush just under her left ear. Mamta's arms quickly went around his back and held the back of his head firmly.
"That's lovely," She whispered. "You love teasing I suppose."
"I have always thought of enjoying you inch by inch," Bunty hushed and planted his lips on her upper shoulder. Mamta hissed like a snake as he stroked his lips against her soft neck while his hands were pressing her against his chest.
"I can feel your nipples," He said with a naughty smile. "I can feel they are growing hard."
"Dirty boy," Mamta said while giving a gentle pat on his shoulders. "Don't make me blush."
"I have been dreaming about you," Bunty murmured letting his right hand go down to touch her ass cheeks. "You have a wonderful pair of ass cheeks."
"Stop talking! Let me strip for you," Mamta said pleadingly. "My bra is about to burst."
"With pleasure," Bunty freed Mamta and sat up to watch her take off her clothes. Mamta took a step back and winked at him before unwinding her chiffon. Bunty couldn't resist the excitemenht of seeing her with just the blouse and petticoat on. He pulled her against his face and planted a kiss on her abdomen. His tongue encircled her sexy navel while his hands cupped her firm ass cheeks and gave a hard squeeze.
"Oh my....," Mamta let out a gentle moan and stood higher on her heels. Bunty's lips traveled up and down her belly while his hands never seemed like leaving her buttocks. Mamta's hands kept his head firmly against her body while she kept arching back and forth feeling his young lips teasing her glowing skin. It took a while for her to lean forward and get close to Bunty's face.
"I know you are helping yourself," She said with a chuckle. "Your demon must be furious by now."
"Nice guess," Bunty admitted and stared at her cleavage inches close to his eyes. Mamta heaved hard knowing that his young hands might be itching to have a go at her breasts. Bunty let a finger in between her cleavage and stroked her inner curves.