Forty-nine-year-old Deepti Irani returned to her bedroom thinking of the fucking that she had just had with twenty-year-old Stephen Illman and the fucking that she was likely to have with him for the remaining two nights of his stay. The first night Stephen had used a condom but the second night Deepti said that he could fuck her bareback if he withdrew before ejaculation, he came on her arse.

Stephen was staying in the Irani house at the request of Deepti's son Darsheel, who was his best mate at university, and the approval of Deepti. Stephen and Deepti had not met before but formed an instant mutual attraction and had had sex on each of the first two nights of Stephen's stay, unbeknown to Darsheel.

Deepti slept well, as a well-fucked woman often does, and was all smiles in the morning when first her son and then Stephen got up.

"What are you two doing today?" Deepti asked, breezily.

"Don't know; Pub at lunchtime I expect, will you be coming with us?" responded Darsheel.

Deepti smirked at Stephen when she replied. "No, I don't think that I will be coming..at lunchtime," said Deepti, with an intended delay before the last two words.

Stephen smiled back at her, knowing that he intended to have her cumming several more times during his stay.

They had managed to keep their sexual dalliances a secret from Darsheel and wanted to keep it so but they were both enjoying the flirting and innuendos.

Deepti and Stephen went out for an hour or so at lunchtime and then they, along with Deepti, sat in the sun in the back garden in the afternoon. Deepti had thought of putting her bikini on but thought that that might not be appropriate, not because of her young lover but because of her son. She did however put on shorts and a T-shirt and as all three of them were wearing sunglasses, Deepti and Stephen could fuck each other with their eyes and minds without Darsheel knowing.

Deepti left her sunbed to go indoors to start preparing dinner. She knew that Stephen's eyes would be on her arse so she walked with a pronounced wiggle. She wished that he would follow her indoors but did not know if he would dare to or be able to without making Darsheel suspicious.

Stephen had the same thought but waited for about ten minutes before saying to Drasheel that he was just going to the bathroom. He walked up behind Deepti, who was in the kitchen, kissed her neck, and cupped her tits through her T-shirt. Deepti ground her arse against his crotch. "So want to fuck you," Stephen whispered in her ear.

"Tonight baby, tonight," murmured the turned-on Deepti.

"Yeah, tonight," said Stephen, moving away from her because he did not want to be indoors too long in case Darsheel got suspicious.

They had their dinner, Deepti now had on her tight jeans, and chatted in the living room afterward.

"Tomorrow evening I want to take you two out for a meal, as a thank you," announced Stephen.

"No, there is no need," replied Deepti.

"I insist; Your favourite Indian restaurant, perhaps?" said Stephen.

"Do you like Indian food? I have not served any whilst you have been here in case you did not like it," said Deepti.

"Yes, I am very partial to Indian from time to time," replied Stephen, eyes on Deepti. There was an Indian girl at uni that he sometimes fucked so with her and also Deepti, he was telling the truth.

"Let's say yes, mum before he changes his mind," laughed Darsheel.

They agreed on a restaurant and booked a table for early evening.

When Darsheel had gone to the bathroom, Deepti referred to Stephen's earlier comment. "So, you are partial to Indian?" said Deepti, spreading her legs.

"Yes, can't you tell?" replied Stephen, also widening his legs to expose his bulge.

"I had been thinking that you might be," said Deepti, putting one leg on the chair giving Stephen a good view of her cunt area.

"Thinking about it, I have not tasted Indian for a while, maybe tonight?" smirked Stephen, licking his lips and realising that he had not yet had his head in between Deepti's legs.

"I will have some packed and ready for you for later," said Deepti seductively, relishing the thought of having Stephen licking her cunt.

Darsheel was now on his way back downstairs so Deepti and Stephen positioned themselves a bit more respectably.

"I think that I will have an early night tonight," said Stephen a while later, surprising Deepti and Darsheel, Deepti had gone upstairs first the two previous nights.

"Good night, see you in the morning," said Deepti, knowing that she would be seeing him well before then.

"I am going up now too, mum," said Darsheel.

"Oh, okay; I will be going to bed soon as well," replied Deepti.

'This is too good to be true,' thought Deepti because if Darsheel got settled down in his room soon then it should not be long before she had Stephen's tongue in her cunt.

A short while later, Deepti went upstairs. She could hear that Darsheel had his TV on in his room so he was not likely to be roaming around, she should be able to go to Stephen's room soon.

Deepti showered and put on her nightie, short as it was. She opened her door and looked and listened to her left, Darsheel's TV was still on. She crept to Stephen's room and went in.

"Hello again, Mrs Irani," said the naked Stephen, laying on top of his bedclothes.

"Hello Stephen; I have brought you your packed Indian feast," smiled Deepti, lifting her nightie slightly at the front and exposing her hairy cunt.

"Lovely, I fancy tasting Indian right now," said Stephen, his penis hard.

"Then you shall," said Deepti, removing her nightdress and laying on Stephen's bed, legs spread.

Stephen kissed the inside of Deepti's thick thighs and then kissed her cunt lips. Deepti squirmed on the bed.

"Oh fuck, yes," whispered Deepti as Stephen's tongue entered her cunt.

Stephen licked, sucked, and nibbled in and around Deepti's cunt as the mature Indian woman squirmed more and more.

"Fuck, oh fuck, shit," she shouted as she approached orgasm, then she remembered her son was just down the hall. Hopefully, he still had his TV on.

Deepti then put her fist to her mouth to stifle her scream as Stephen's tongue flicked her clit and she came.

Stephen kept sucking and licking and Deepti kept cumming, soaking his face with her sex juice.

"That was a nice reminder of what Indian tastes like," smiled Stephen from between Deepti's legs as she went through the last aftereffects of her orgasm.

"I am now going to suck your cock until you cum in my mouth, young man," said the wild-eyed Deepti, knowing that they had time for him to recover and be able to fuck her not long after.

She had almost completely dismissed the fact that her son was only the length of the hall away, she almost didn't care.

Deepti looked into Stephen's eyes as she locked her lips around his erection and started to lick and suck him. Sometimes she would run her hand up and down his penis as her lips and tongue went to work.

Stephen had had some good blowjobs in his time but this woman certainly knew what she was doing as he squirmed and his body tensed. She had said that she was going to suck until he came so he saw no need to warn her that he was starting to get close.

Deepti seemed to sense it though because she temporarily stopped sucking and just flicked the end of Stephen's cock with her tongue before going back to sucking in a big way.

She was now sucking hard and also wanking him and he could hold no longer. Stephen's body tensed. "Oh fuck!" he groaned as his spunk started shooting into Deepti's mouth.

Deepti kept sucking and wanking and she was now swallowing as she tried to take it all down her throat. She almost succeeded but some cum did dribble out of her mouth and down the side of Stephen's penis.

"Fuck Mrs Irani, that was a great blowjob," Stephen complimented.

"Thank you, Stephen; I would like you to give me another fucking when you are able," smiled Deepti.

"Yeah, soon; Give me a bit of time you horny bitch," said Stephen, breathlessly.

"I am certainly a horny bitch when I am with you," said Deepti, licking a bit of stray spunk off the end of Stephen's cock.

"You don't think that Darsheel suspects anything, do you?" asked Deepti, seriously.

"I don't think so; I think that he would have said something if he did," replied Stephen, who did not think that his friend would take too kindly to him shagging his mother.

Deepti had been slowly wanking Stephen's cock for a while and that, along with his natural recovery period, had now got him stiff and close to full erection.

"Do you want me to put a rubber on?" asked Stephen, who had used one the first night but did not the second night, having promised to withdraw before cumming.

"Yes, if you don't mind; At least we can go all the way that way," replied Deepti, after a bit of thought.

With a condom donned, Stephen slid his rigid penis into Deepti's wet cunt once again.

This was a slow fuck, lovemaking even, as Stephen slid in and out, taking Deepti towards another orgasm.

Deepti came and Stephen kept fucking, slightly faster now. On and on he went and Deepti orgasmed again before Stephen tensed and deposited jet after jet of spunk in his condom.

As they had all gone to bed relatively early, although they had had a fuck there was no real hurry for Deepti to go back to her room so they lay cuddling.

What was not intended though was that Deepti and Stephen would both fall asleep and Deepti eventually awoke with a start with daylight coming through the curtains. She looked at the bedside clock, it was just after six in the morning.

"Shit! We have been asleep, I have to get back to my room," said Deepti to the slowly stirring Stephen.

Stephen's hand went around Deepti and onto her right breast, he pushed his hardening cock against her bare arse.

"You don't have to go just yet, do you?" said Stephen, kissing Deepti's neck.

The combination of Stephen's hand caressing her tit and his almost fully erect cock nudging her arse crack was making Deepti very wet between her legs. "Um, well, maybe not; But we must be quick," said Deepti, now reaching behind herself to wank Stephen's cock.

"Yep, a morning quickie," said Stephen, moving so that Deepti could get onto her back and throwing the bedclothes on the floor.

Stephen put Deepti's legs on his shoulders and slid into her receptive cunt. He did not have a condom on but Deepti trusted him to pull out before he came.

They both knew that it had to be a quickie and Stephen went hard and fast from the start. "Yes, shit, fuck, shit," grunted Deepti as she came hard.

Stephen went on a bit longer but was getting close so he pulled out and, with Deepti's legs lowered, pointed his penis at her stomach and splattered his cum there and in the bush around her cunt.

"Now I must go," said a heavy-breathing Deepti, getting off the bed.

Before she put her nightdress on she smiled at Stephen and took a scoop of spunk off her stomach with her fingers and made a big show of licking her fingers.

"See you at breakfast," said Deepti, before putting her nightie on and quietly opening the door. She was hoping against hope that her son was not about to make an early visit to the bathroom, she was glad to get back into her room and get the door closed.

Deepti saw no point in trying to sleep now so she had a shower, got dressed, and got up.

Stephen reached the same conclusion about attempting to sleep again so he went to the bathroom and showered and then got dressed and went downstairs.

"Couldn't you sleep?" laughed Deepti, when Stephen entered the kitchen.

"It was strange, I had this dream about fucking this beautiful Indian woman," responded Stephen, with a smile.

"I dreamt too; I had this hunk with a huge cock fucking me," giggled Deepti.

"I am going to miss you so much when you go," said Deepti, after a while, seriously.

"I will miss you too; You are so fucking hot," said Stephen.

"Yeah but you will be back at uni in a few weeks shagging all those girls that are gagging for your cock," said Deepti, jealous of the girls at university.

"I can't understand why a gorgeous woman like you has not got a lover," said Stephen.

"I probably could have one if I went looking; That first fuck with you the other night was my first in ages," said Deepti.

They exchanged mobile numbers and vowed to stay in touch. They still had one more night in which to fuck, if things went according to plan.

They had both been up more than an hour and there was still no sign of Darsheel, although it was still early.

"Fancy another quickie?" asked Stephen, ready to perform again.

"Fuck yes, I do but Darsheel could come down at any moment," replied Deepti.

"We would hear him moving about upstairs first, wouldn't we?" said Stephen, undoing his jeans and pulling his erect cock out.

"Oh Stephen," said Deepti, stroking the young man's penis lovingly.

"Get your jeans off and bend over the kitchen table," instructed Stephen.

Deepti hesitated for a moment but then stood up, removed her jeans, and bent over the table. Stephen moved Deepti's knickers to one side and fingered her already damp cunt to wetness. He put his cock against her cunt lips, still with his jeans on, and slid in.

"We must be quick," warned Deepti as her lover started fucking her.

Stephen thrust his hips hard and fast and Deepti gripped the end of the table tight. "Cumming, fuck, cumming," announced Deepti.

Stephen kept going until Deepti's orgasm started to subside but he was now close to cumming and knew not to cum in Deepti's cunt.

They then heard the bathroom door close upstairs, they hoped that Darsheel was going in and not coming out. He probably was going in because they had not heard any movement before.

"I am going to cum' turn around," said Stephen.

It took a moment for that to sink in with Deepti because she was currently concerned about Darsheel walking in on them.

Deepti turned, still in a bent position, and had Stephen's hard cock at her face. A couple of swift jerks with his hand and Stephen's cock ejaculated cream into Deepti's face and hair.

Deepti did not know whether to laugh or scream so the noise that she made was a combination of the two.

As Stephen stopped cumming, they heard the bathroom door close again, obviously Darsheel coming out. Deepti had her jeans off and her face and hair splattered with Stephen's cum, fortunately, they then heard Darsheel's bedroom door close but they knew that he would be downstairs very soon.

Deepti put her jeans back on and splashed water from the kitchen sink tap on her face and in her hair but she really needed to get to her own room to tidy up before Darsheel saw her.

As Stephen put his cock back in his jeans, Deepti hurried upstairs. She just reached her room before Darsheel came out of his so Darsheel did not see her cum splattered face and hair as she disappeared into her room.

"Morning mum," shouted Darsheel.

"Morning; I will be back down in a minute," responded Deepti.

Deepti looked at her spunk-streaked hair and face in the mirror, 'Thank fuck Darsheel did not see me like that,' she thought. She gave her face a proper wash and washed and blow-dried her hair, she then went downstairs to find Darsheel and Stephen chatting happily. Darsheel still seemingly in ignorance of the fact that his mother was getting frequent fuckings by his friend.

As they were going to an Indian restaurant in the evening, at Stephen's expense, he and Darsheel did not go out at lunchtime.

It was another nice day so the three of them spent a lot of the time in the back garden, chatting in the sun. Again sunglasses were worn so Deepti and Stephen could study each other's bodies without Darsheel knowing. Deepti again had her shorts on and once, with Darsheel going briefly to his room, she stood up and mooned Stephen with her large bare arse as she had no knickers underneath.

Deepti, now seated and dressed, was giggling at the fact that the sight of her bare backside had caused Stephen's cock to swell in the swimming trunks that he had on. His bulge was so pronounced that he shifted onto his side to hide it from the now returned Darsheel.

They got dressed and went out for their meal. Deepti looked and felt gorgeous and she and Stephen were both feeling a bit guilty because they were both wishing that Darsheel was not with them. Their guilt was genuine, not because of their affair but because Darsheel was a good son to Deepti and a good friend to Stephen.

The meal went well, the food was good and the atmosphere was relaxed despite the sexual longings. Stephen paid as he had said that he would although Deepti said that they could split the costs.

They had gone by taxi to the restaurant but none of them drank much alcohol, they did all have a glass of wine when they got back to the house though.

"A toast to Mrs Irani and her son, thanking you for your hospitality," announced Stephen.

"It was a pleasure having you," replied Deepti, feeling pleased with her phrasing but hoping that the ambiguity did not give Darsheel ideas. It certainly registered with Stephen who had to hold back a giggle.

"Yes, it has been good you being here, mate," said Darsheel, indicating that he did not know what had been going on.

All three of them chatted for a while and then their thoughts turned to the morning. Although Stephen had a car, he and Darsheel came by train and then a taxi from the station so Stephen would be going to his home by train.

"We had better book your taxi for the morning, mate," said Darsheel.

"Don't be silly, I will drive Stephen to the station," said Deepti, Darsheel did not drive.

"There is no need, Mrs Irani; I will get a taxi," said Stephen, although hoping that Deepti did not agree.

"Nonsense, I will take you and that is final," said Deepti, with a smile.

"Oh, is your mum always this authoritative?" laughed Stephen to Darsheel.

"She can be; Best not to argue with her," laughed Darsheel in reply.

"Oh well, I am off to bed; Good night boys," said Deepti, hoping that it would not be long before she was getting fucked in Stephen's bed.

"Good night," echoed the two young men.

"I am going up in a minute; Shall I use the bathroom first?" said Stephen.

"Yeah, I am going up too but going to watch a film on the TV in my room," replied Darsheel.

Deepti went to her room, showered, and waited. She heard the boys talking as they came up the stairs and one of them went into the bathroom, she did not know if it was Stephen or Darsheel.

A little later, the bathroom door opened and Stephen shouted, "Bathroom free, Darsheel." Deepti wondered if her lover was naked outside her door and contemplating coming into her room as he had done on the first night.

Her door opened and there was the naked Stephen. "Shit Stephen, Darsheel will be wandering about," said Deepti, not wanting to get caught now.

Stephen put his finger to his lips to 'Shhh' Deepti as they heard Darsheel go into the bathroom.

Stephen and Deepti, both naked, snogged and groped each other and could easily just fall onto Deepti's bed and fuck but that would be too risky with Darsheel still active. "Darsheel says that he is going to watch a film in his room," announced Stephen, when the kissing stopped.

"You go to your room now and I will be along soon," said Deepti.

"I have a better idea; I will stay here and we fuck on your bed when Darsheel goes back to his room," smiled Stephen.

"No, no, it is too risky; We are too close to Darsheel's room," protested Deepti.

"He is going to have his TV on, remember?" replied Stephen.

"Yes, but...," started Deepti but any further protests were silenced when Stephen put his lips on hers. Their tongues danced and Stephen inserted two fingers into Deepti's cunt and as his fingers worked, Deepti wanked his erection.

They collapsed onto the bed, any thoughts of the fucking not being in Deepti's room now seemingly gone.

"Oh fuck, the condoms are in my room," realised Stephen.

"I had been thinking about that; I want your cum in me tonight; I will get a morning-after pill from the chemist," said a very aroused Deepti.

Stephen did not respond, but mounted Deepti and slid his erection into her cunt, Darsheel was still in the bathroom next door.

They started fucking. "We must stop when Darsheel comes out of the bathroom...Mmmm," breathed Deepti, as her G-spot got stimulated.

"Yeah, I know," replied Stephen, giving a particularly hard thrust and making Deepti squeal and then giggle.

After a bit more fucking, they heard the bathroom door open and they froze with Stephen's cock deep inside Deepti and her legs wrapped behind him. The bathroom door closed and then, after hearing Darsheel walk along the hallway, Darsheel's bedroom door opened and closed.

Probably they should have waited until they thought that he had got his TV on but neither of them was in a state where they could wait so the fucking recommenced.

Stephen continued shafting the beautiful Indian woman and had her cumming, she cried out but not too loudly but Darsheel had his TV on and the sound level quite high anyway.

"I want to ride you," Deepti panted and they switched positions.

Deepti was soon riding fast, her arse slapping against Stephen's thighs and her tits swinging. Stephen put his hands on her tits and played with her rigid nipples as Deepti bounced, eyes closed.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck," shouted Deepti as she came hard, they were fortunate that Darsheel had his TV on loud because he would have almost certainly heard her otherwise.

Deepti continued riding, she was now sweating, and Stephen could feel his spunk being drawn towards ejaculation.

Deepti came again and then Stephen tensed before his cum started spurting into his lover's wet cunt, Deepti shrieked with laughter.

When Stephen stopped cumming, Deepti stopped bouncing and she leaned forwards and they kissed.

"Fucking wonderful," said Stephen, his cock still in her.

"Or wonderful fucking," laughed a very happy Deepti.

"Yeah, that as well," agreed Stephen.

Deepti dismounted and they lay in each other's arms.

"I wish this wasn't our last night," said Deepti, sadly.

"Me too; You are a wonderful woman and a great lover," replied Stephen.

"How about you go to your room and I come and join you a bit later for one last fuck?" suggested Deepti.

"Can't I stay here and we fuck here later?" asked Stephen.

"I am a bit nervous about us being close to Darsheel's room, he will not have his TV on all night," said Deepti.

"Okay, I understand," responded Stephen.

They quietly opened Deepti's door and could hear that Darsheel still had his TV on, Stephen went to his room to await one last fucking session.

Deepti waited long enough for her to decide that Stephen would be able to perform again and then opened her door, all was quiet in Darsheel's room now. Deepti crept to Stephen's room.

"I want to play with your arse again; Will you kneel on the bed?" said Stephen, his penis quite hard.

Deepti giggled. "You like my big Indian arse, don't you?" she said as she got on her hands and knees near the foot of the bed.

"Oh yes I do," replied Stephen, standing on the floor behind Deepti and running his hands over her rounded buttocks.

Stephen then kissed her cheeks and Deepti mewed.

Stephen next ran one finger and then two up and down Deepti's arse crack and she tensed, swayed and 'Mmmmd.'

"You like having your arse crack fingered, don't you?" asked a now fully erect Stephen.

"Yeah, but I didn't know that I did until you did it...oh fuck!" replied Deepti, the expletive was because Stephen's fingers were teasing her anus. Deepti was not far from cumming.

Stephen's fingers now went to Deepti's wet cunt and then returned over her arsehole to her arse crack, spreading stickiness from her vagina. Deepti was not going to be able to take much more of this before orgasming.

Stephen then started tonguing her arse crack and that did it. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," sighed Deepti, as she came.

All that remained was the need for one last fuck and with Deepti still on her hands and knees and Stephen still standing, the young man positioned his erection against Deepti's cunt lips and eased in.

Stephen would have liked to make this last fuck a long-lasting one but he felt an urge to make it hard and fast and that was what it became. Deepti did not mind either way.

Stephen gripped Deepti's hips as his rod slid rapidly in and out of her soaking cunt, a cunt that became wetter still with her next orgasm. "Shit, fuck, yes, yes, yes," wailed Deepti.

Stephen kept going a bit longer but he was not going to be able to hold off for long.

Deepti came once more before Stephen groaned and spurted his spunk into the woman's hot cunt.

They remained in position realising that they had had their last fuck of Stephen's stay and quite possibly their last fuck ever.

They chatted for a while after Stephen had withdrawn before having a tender kiss and Deepti returning to her room.

The atmosphere was a bit subdued at breakfast, although Darsheel still had no inkling of why, and then it was just about time for Stephen to be taken to catch his train.

"Thank you so much again for letting me stay, Mrs Irani, I have enjoyed it," said Stephen.

"Oh Stephen, you are welcome anytime," replied Deepti, her son did not know just how welcome.

"I will say goodbye now, mate; I won't come to the station because cricket is on TV soon," said Darsheel.

"Oh yeah, cricket," laughed Stephen, who was not a fan. He and Darsheel shook hands and then hugged. "See you at uni," they both said.

"Right, we had better go," said Deepti, surprised and delighted that it was just the two of them for the trip to the station.

On the short drive to the station, Deepti and Stephen both said how much they had enjoyed their time together and hoped to get together again in the future if it became possible. They said they would keep in touch by text and phone calls.

At the station car park, they had a long lingering kiss. "You are a great fuck, Mrs Irani," said Stephen.

"And so are you, young man," replied Deepti.

"Don't forget to go to the chemist's," said Stephen.

"Yeah, Darsheel might not want a brother or sister twenty years younger than him, especially if they looked like you," laughed Deepti.

They held hands, both reluctant to let go but let go they had to.

As Stephen, having got out of the car, turned and waved once more, Deepti thought back over the days to the point when Darsheel said, "Mum, this is Stephen."