She was the most beautiful woman in the world, so far as I could tell. A few inches shorter than me, like 5'3" maybe and thin, but not skinny, she was...nice and soft and round, and all of a hundred pounds I bet. Mom had blonde hair, straight and silky soft to her shoulders, and bright blue eyes. I loved my Mom's eyes, especially when they looked at me.The only problem with the whole picture was one, she was my Mom. And two, she was married to my dad. I suppose there was our ages too, since I was. Finally she told me that she'd sort of misjudged me and again thanked me for the ride. I told her it was perfectly okay and not to worry about it. She leaned in and gave me a peck in the cheek. I smiled as gentlemanly as I could. Suddenly though, she kissed me right on the lips. Our tongues met and she immediately started rubbing me between my legs. We made out for a couple of minutes. She told me that she didn't want me to get the wrong idea, but that she had an urge to suck my dick. I did my. Now I had felt over the past few weeks that Vivaan has developed some kind of feelings for me. So I wanted to test him.I started flirting with Aryan in front of him. I could see how pissed off he was. It got to a point where Aryan and I were exchanging adult pleasantries in front of Vivaan, and the rage was visible on his face. My test was successful.So I decided to end it right there. Aryan got an urgent call, so he had to leave. He tried to exchange numbers, but I refused cheekily. Vivaan was. It was a lengthy lazy fuck - our minds coming awake after our bodies were already in motion. The room echoed with the sloppy sounds of our soft bodies classing again and again - of a very wet sex being invaded by a hungry cock. I deposited my sperm within my mothers sex with a gasp - her climax, as usual, timed seconds behind my pleasure.Laying in a lazy state I watched my mother's curvy body wearily slip off the bed and move towards her private bathroom, a parting smile and a wink. Minutes.