For context I 26M has been in a relationship with my widowed neighbour for the past 2 years. As a child, I grew up in her home from my 1st grade till 8th) and post classes I’d go directly to her home as both my parents were working and wouldn’t return home till late in the evening. She was more of a mother to me than my biological mother and her an uncle always saw me as the son they never had. As such i called her aunty Amma. And I was more comfortable talking to her about my personal stuff than my parents. I would always ask her to recommend stuff to my parents, like allowing me to go for tours and so on. And even when I got less marks, she’d be the one I turn to to talk to my parents and not cause a fuzz. Post school she’d be the one to feed me, bath me, play with me and tutor me. She used to be a teacher and sometimes she’d come home late. I’d probably be studying then, and she’d often times change her sareee in the same room as I’d be in studying. And tbh, aunty Amma is the first woman I have seen in bra and panties. Not that back then it meant anything. It was just normal for me. Nothing out of the ordinary and honestly it had not impact on me either. Cos she was very much like a mother to me. Uncle passed away with cancer and he had been undergoing treatment for the same for 6 years before he passed away 2 years back. And those 6 years did taker a really high toll on aunty Amma. Her face had aged a lot and she grew skinny too. Her and uncle were the loveliest couple I have seen. And tbh, they were the benchmark I had set for my life too.

The first time I got horny for aunty Amma was about 3 years back. A year before uncle passed away. Aunty amma and uncle has a single daughter “R” and they have a single granddaughter “T”. T is about 6 years younger than me and as children we were very close. Often times playing together and watching tv together and so on whenever she visited. T and her family immigrated to australia about 10 years back. And that. Was the first time I had seen T in as many years and she had grown into a pretty girl who was just starting her college. Naturally we both were attracted to each other and slowly that friendship turned into a romantic one. We eventually started having sex whenever we were alone. One fine evening aunty Amma and family including t and her parents were all planning to go on an outing to visit relatives and all. Me and t planned that she’d act as though she was ill and would stay back so we could meet up and get on. And that we did. But as it turns out, aunty Amma’s friend from our neighbourhood collapsed due to low BP and aunty Amma too did not go with Uncle, R and her husband to the relatives. Instead aunty Amma went with her friend to the hospital. As we were alone, me and Tessa we as usual got to our room and stripped ourselves and started fucking. A few minutes in, I saw aunty Amma’s reflection on the mirror. She was standing outside her window behind the curtains and watching us. I got scared immediately, thinking we were gonna get caught and this was gonna be a scandal. But as I kept staring at aunty Amma’s reflection, I realised she wasn’t moving. She was just standing still watching us. Stalking us. This immediately turned me on and my attention shifted to aunty Amma. I stopped thinking of “T” altogether and my mind was flooded with thoughts like, “does this make you horny aunty Amma”, “are u wet seeing this aunty Amma” and so on. My mind got hooked onto aunty Amma and I was in a trance like stater where in I forgot everything about “T”. Instead I STARTED FUCKING “T” imagining “t” as aunty Amma all the while looking at aunty Amma’s reflection and telling her this is how I’d be fucking aunty Amma if she were in my bed. As I found out years later, both our minds had somehow connected and aunty;Amma too had entered a trance like state where in she was watching me and “t” fuck while imaging “t” as herself. I snapped back into reality only when “t” was pushing me to get off telling me that I was getting very rough. Apparently by then I had been fucking her for close to an hour without realising it and I had already cum twice in my condom. As I got up and turned around. Aunty Amma had left and was nowhere to be found. From then on till she left, I kept fucking “t” she was her grandmother. Then a few weeks later they left for Australia and things went back to normal.

Almost a year later uncle passed away. I. Had returned to Mumbai and had gotten back to my usual stuff that I forgot about the episode of aunty Amma stalking me and Tessa. And as I was like a son to them both. I organised the funeral. And after the funeral aunty Amma daughter “r” and my parents and relatives and so on suggested I stay with aunty Amma for a month or 2 just so she isn’t alone. “R” and family had to return to Australia and they couldn’t stay long either aunty Amma. As I had the option of working remotely, I decided I would stay and support aunty Amma. And that’s when things got spicy.

The first few weeks were normal. We both were like the mother son duo we always were. Then one fine day as I was cleaning Tessa’s room that memory of aunty Amma stalking me and Tessa as we fucked came back to me. It got me very horny to the point I started touching aunty Amma unnecessarily, taking a peep into her cleavage when she wore her nighty and taking her clothes to laundry, smelling her inner wear and cumming on them before putting them on the washing machine and so on. This went on for a few days. Then one evening we both got rather emotional looking at aunty ammas and uncles old pics. She cried a lot that evening and so I slept next to her that night. This became a routine and I started sleeping next to aunty Amma from then on out. Slowly k started hugging her pretending I was asleep and I would feel her body and get a boner and I started sleeping next to her with a hard on. This continued on for a few nights till one day one of her relatives brought us some home made wine. We both had a few glasses of it that night and we both were a bit tipsy and went off to bed. That night pretending I was asleep I started rubbing her stomach and fingering her belly button. She started moaning, gasping and shivering and seeing how she wasn’t resisting I moved my hands down and touched her thighs and pressed her legs and thighs over the nighty. She started moaning louder and shivering more and still wasn’t resisting. So I took the opportunity and tired reaching here vagina so I could finger her. But she covered it with her hands and despite my attempts to finger over her hands she reinstated. A few minutes we were stuck like that till I got an idea, pretending I was dreaming. I called her Tessa and spoke to her as though I was dreaming her grand daughter. I asked her why she was resisting and that Tessa loved mmy fingers in her and the feeling it gave her and so on. This turned aunty Amma on as she immediately moved her hands away and I fingered her that night. I made her cum twice that night Anne each time she was climaxin she’d try to pull my hand out but I’d resist and finger her more severely til, she would cum like a blast. And boy did it feel good. We both slept off that night with my hands in her wet pussy and I slept off right next to her with a thick hard cock.

The next morning as we were having our breakfast. Aunty Amma enquired as to what I had dreamt last night. I asked her why and she told me I was sleeping. I told her I couldn’t recall and told her I could sleep elsewhere if I had disturbed her sleep. But she immediately shot it down saying, “No need. appu can sleep with me”. (She calls me appu btw). I tried looking at her as we discussed this but she wasn’t giving any sort of eye contact. And from her repsonse I realised that she enjoyed what she got the night before and wanted more.

Thing is aunty Amma’s room and toilet and all had no lock as uncle was very weak towards the end and if he fell down with the locks on, it’d be extremely difficult for the home nurse or aunty Amma or anyone to go help him.

Later that day. In the evening as aunty Amma went to bath I snuck into the room with thje intention of taking the nighty she had worn before and cummed on so that I could smell it and jerk myself off to it. So I was in her room smelling her clothes and pulling my hard cock when I heeled the shower on. I was already horny as hell and my cock was hard as a rock and sticking out like a rod. I decided to strip myself off and go into the bathroom and warch my aunty Amma. And I did exactly that. Stripped myself off opened the door and entered. And there she was. My aunty Amma. Buuttt naked. Under the shower facing away from the door. That was the first time I had seen aunty Amma naked and her ass was large and thick with wrinkles. And her back was thick and meaty with folds. And it was a sight that turned me in more. I moved ahead and retracted her and grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. And she gave out a loud scream and suddenly covered her breasts with her hands in an X shape. She started shouting at me as to what I was doing. Where my clothes were and all. Amd told me to go out. But I was as horny as I have ever been. And I knew from the night before that she too had desires. So I planted my feet firmly and told her the truth. That I have been horny for her for a while. And that I couldn’t take her off my mind and wanted her. I told her I knew she wanted me too. But she downright denied it. Asked me what happened to me if heard what I was saying. That we were like a mother and son. And she expected more from me. She told me to go out and that she would come talk to me after. Shower. The response was not what I expected and in a few seconds I came yup with another idea. I told her I saw her stalk me and Tessa while we were fucking. And how seeing her stalk us made me very horny and how I fucked Tessa from then on imagining aunty Amma. I told her I saw her stand there and watch us and that I knew she too felt something. Otherwise she’d have just left or caught us. Hearing that she was shocked to find out I had seen her then and told me that I am like her son and we can’t have feelings like op that or think stuff like that. She told me it’s a sin and all and that she was sorry if she misled me. Realising she wasn’t easing. I decided to shift gears. I told her I was awake when I fingered her the night before. That I wasn’t dreaming and was consciously and that I her touched and fingered her knowingly. I told her how I felt and saw her enjoy it and that I know that she longed for it as I did. I reached for arms with whicjh she was covering her breasts and tried pulling her hjands down. But she was resisting. She responded saying appu. It’s wrong. We can’t give into feelings like these. We are like a mother and son. And a mother and son can’t j have these kinda feelings and stuff like that. I told her that it was cos she was like a mother to me that I was so attracted to her. That it was because I am like her son that I feel herr longing and so on. To which she responded by saying that if people find out both our lives will be ruined. I don’t want that for you. Seeing how she had shifted her stance from its sin to if people find out I realised she too had feelings and wanted it. As she was saying that she eased her arms and I pulled her arms down to reveal her large saggy breasts. That was a sight and it got me so turned on that I kept forward hugged her and made an ultimatum. That if she didn’t feel anything I said she could push me away and I would go back and not repea this ever again. But if she felt what I said. Then regardless of what others think of or not. We would love each other and pursue what we feel like lovers.

We kept hugging for like a minute. And then she hugged me back and told me. No. Appu don’t leave. That I was right. That she feels what I said and that she has felt us getting drawn to each other since she saw me and Tessa fuck. As soon as I heard that. I started kissing her. Forehead. Face. Lips. Neck. Breasts. Everywhere. We spent the next hour under the shower kissing, licking and tasting each other. Every. Inch of our bodies. We put soap and shampoo on each other, as our slippery soapy sticky bodies hugged and kissed each other. This went on for atleast an hour we think till the water in the tank had emptied and the shower stopped. We were both covered in soap and shampoo and one of us needed to get clean, get dry and out some clothes on go and switch on the motor which is in a shed about 50 55 metered away from the house. But we were both covered in soap and shampoo. After thinking for a minute or two. I came up with an idea. I pulled aunty Amma close I asked her if she trusted me and she nodded. I lifted her up in an inverse backpack position. Her facing me, I told her to hold on to me and lock. Her legs across my waist. And I told her we are gonna go switch on the motor alone. I pushed my cock into her pussy and I carried her to the shed. With all the soap ands shampoo on us both, each step I took would make her slip pushing much cok furthere into her as I readjusted her which in turn would make her shiver with the feeling of my cock pushing into her and which intuyrn would make us both slip more. By the time we reached the shed we were leaking precum and were so horny. We switched on the motor and she told me that she wanted her first time to be under the skies in the backyard.

So I l laid my aunty Amma on the ground. We both started kissing again. And she told me that she wanted me to make love to her. So I climbed on top of her. Pushed my cock into her while she held me tight and closed her eyes and gave it a moan. And I slowly started pushing myself into her. And there we were in the backyard 65 year old aunty Amma and 33 year old appu. Butt naked. Making love. We were no longer a mother and son but two horny lovers very much in love with each other. I still remember the feeling of cumming in my aunty Amma for the first time. It was so intense. More intense and passionate than any I have had so far. I remember her grabbing me tighter as my thick hot cum filled her. Us staring right into each others eyes while she moaned my name “appu…. Appu….”. Still gets me rock hard to this day. It normally takes the motor around 2 hours and 30 to 45 minutes to fill both tanks from empty. And we were still fucking when the tank started overflowing. By then I had cummed 5 times inside my aunty Amma whither short breaks in between. And we were on our 6th round when the water was overflowing. We went on to switch off the motor and proceeded to take a shower together and got. Onto our bed directly from the shower. I don’t know how many times we fucked in total that evening. All I remember is that we. Couldn’t stop. Even when we got tired. Even with no energy left we were still all over each other till we eventually slept off.

It’s been more than 2 years since then. And till date aunty Amma is the best fuck I have had so far. For some reason it’s more intense and passionate with aunty Amma. And to everyone around us we are a mother and son. And I can seen days or weeks with her without anyone doubting anything. After all to our families, neighbours and all, I am like her caring som who doesn’t want his widowed mother to stay alone. Nobody knows what goes on inside our 4 walls.