Hello, guys, I hope you are all fine. This is the continuation of Part 3.
The next morning.
Sarita (coming from the bathroom after taking a bath in a towel): Guys, I have to leave. Wake up. Somebody has to drop me off at the station.
Shahid: Aunty, you are leaving? You said you would stay today, what about our training?
Me: What training, bro?
Sarita (smilingly): I told him that I would train him on discipline, dear. OK, now wake up.
Her towel was barely covering her big thighs. Seeing that, I got aroused, and I could see Shahid’s face changing.
Shahid (hugging Sarita while she is in the towel): Aunty, please don’t go, please. Mom also left, and we felt very bored.
Sarita: What are you doing, dear? OK, leave it.
Me (hugging her from behind): Yes, Mom, don’t leave if you want.
Sarita (laughingly): Hahaha, no, dear, I have to attend work. Now, you guys leave me, or else my towel might drop.
We came to our senses and left her.
Sarita (adjusting her towel): By the way, I had a phone call with Shabana, and from now on, we both are not coming to stay here. We need a house to stay in this city, not this boys’ hostel. It feels weird for two of us when someone is standing at the window while we are in our torn nighties. See someone still there roaming near the window while I am in a towel. Now you guys have to search for a house.
Me: OK, Mom, relax. He is talking on the phone. Don’t worry, nobody cares here. Just be yourself, and I always wanted you to be open-minded.
Sarita: Haha, yes, dear, that’s why I am ignoring it, and I love you, dear. You are such a supportive son.
Me (hugging tightly again from the front): Mom…
Shahid (hugging tightly from the back): Aunty, include me too. We are family now.
Sarita: Oh, you guys leave me now. It’s OK, boys.
Suddenly, her towel dropped, and she turned and tried to cover. The guy watching from the window enjoyed her view of ass and scratched his balls. But she turned to the other side so she did not see him watching.
Sarita (trying to cover herself with a towel): See what you guys did, hahaha?
Me: I am sorry, Mom.
Sarita: That’s fine, now let me change.
That morning, she left, and Shahid told me everything had happened. I jerked thinking about it. But now we have another task of searching for a house in the city.
After a long search, we found one 1 BHK on the top floor of the building on the city’s outskirts. It was far away but in our budget. Our moms agreed to live in the house. There were 3 houses on the top floor: one was an old couple of Mr Iyer (55 years old) and his wife Mrs Iyer (48 years old).
They have one daughter who got settled in the USA. She is dating there with one guy there. The other house was a family of Savita (45 years old), Gopal (50 years old), and their daughter Sneha (25 years old), who is working in IT.
The only problem was that we all had a common balcony to wash clothes, etc., and go to our bathrooms. We shifted there and called our moms. They both came to the house and saw each other, met like old friends, hugged each other tightly like bitches, and shouted and laughed loudly.
Sarita: Finally, our sons have changed our lives, Shabana.
Shabana: Yeah, sons, give us a big hug. Now, finally, we are on our own.
We hugged each other tightly, our moms hugged us even more tightly without hesitation, and we were laughing loudly.
Sarita – Son, me and Shabana have to find work to support you as your salaries are not very good.
Shahid: Don’t worry, aunty, forget those things for now, let’s live this moment.
Shabana: Shut up bitch. Just let us enjoy it, darling.
Sarita: Yeah bitch, you are right.
Me: Oh, you guys are calling each other bitches…
Sarita and Shabana (laughingly slapping my butt): Son, we are close friends now. We both understand each other, and we used to talk daily on the phone. Don’t worry; we are just chilling, and you guys have to see our friendly side now as we are one family now.
Shahid: Mom and aunty, be yourselves. You have my full support.
We partied the whole day, and at night, we met our neighbours. First, we went to our next-door neighbour, Mr.Iyer’s house, and Mrs.Iyer welcomed us. When I saw her, I was stunned. She is very beautiful, like milky white and well-maintained at that age.
Her figure is around 36b-34-38 round boobs and ass. Her husband looked arrogant and was a little harsh while taking us sons. But he was staring at our moms all the time and making jokes with them.
Mrs.Iyer: We have one daughter, she is settled in the USA and soon she will get married there with one guy. I always dreamed of having a son with whom I could play. You 2 are lucky.
Sarita – Nice, you are a very well-to-do family. I love being your neighbour. I am a teacher by profession, but I also dance and read novels.
Mr.Iyer: Oh, that’s great. Even my wife likes to dance. Why don’t you both practice?
Mrs. Iyer: I would love to do it. I was looking for some partners for dance, Sarita.
Shabana: I can join as well. We can do it.
We had a good conversation, and then we left. Later, we went to Savita’s house, and her husband, Gopal, opened the door.
Gopal (at the door): So you guys are our new neighbours.
Me: Yes, uncle.
Gopal: Hmm. OK, nice to meet you. It’s been too late at night, we can meet tomorrow. Bye (he closed the door).
Shabana (slowly whispered): So mean guy, let’s go back to our house, guys. Ignore them.
We came back to our house and partied again. We danced all together to songs. I touched Shabana’s boobs many times accidentally and felt like I was in heaven. I just forgot how Shahid enjoyed dancing with my mom.
Shabana: OK, guys, let us go to sleep. We’re all tired now because of shifting. Enough of partying and shaking asses.
Sarita (slapping Shahid’s butt): Yeah, even my ass needs the floor to rest. What say you guys? But where to sleep? The bedroom is very small, let us all sleep in the hall.
Our moms changed clothes and were in sleeveless short nighties, and we were only in shorts.
Me: Mom, you look good in this nightie. I never saw you in this one.
Shabana: Dear, I specially stitched this collection for her and myself. I hope you like Sarita, darling.
Sarita – I am loving it. This is the first time I’ve worn something like this, darling. The only problem is that it is till my thighs.
Shabana: Oh, come on bitch, you are acting as if your ass is visible. Just relax and enjoy the cloth. It is of the finest quality, and it is also good to be a little short for the air to go inside your big bums, hahaha.
Sarita: Haha, yeah, I know. That’s why bitch you have given your nightie more open near your big upper melons to breathe.
Shabana: Haha, we have to take care if things are big. Look, our sons will also get good air in their shorts this summer.
Seeing Mom and Seth talk like this, we both felt shocked and blessed at the same time.
Sarita: What? You guys are staring at us like strangers. Now go to sleep.
Shahid: Sarita aunty, can I sleep beside you? I don’t want to sleep in this corner.
Sarita: Sorry dear, Arjun might want to sleep here.
Me: It’s OK, Mom, even though I did not like it here, better you sleep here as it is near the window, and I will sleep there beside Aunty.
Sarita: OK, dear. Shahid, come and fall here beside me.
I went and slept near Shabana’s aunty.
Shabana: My son has actually become her son now. What do you think, dear?
Me: If that is the case, then I am here for you, aunty, any day. We are family now.
Shabana: Haha, don’t get me wrong, dear, I am just kidding. He thinks he can sleep easily beside her. She will turn, and her big ass will push him directly to the wall, haha.
Me: Hahaha, that’s funny. Then how about you, aunty? You will not push me. I can see you both busy ladies, haha. By the way, I like that you guys became close friends and talked so openly. I always dreamed of giving my mother a best friend and a good independent life. Thanks for joining our family, aunty.
Shabana – Dear, we all four are lucky that we met each other, and we moms are even luckier to have such supportive sons. Thank you guys. And by the way, what you said may be correct. I might also push my head to the wall in sleep because I cannot handle my big breasts during sleep. By the way, that window in the hall is open, and it is directly connected to the balcony. Shall we close it?
Sarita – It’s OK, dear, good for air. Who is going to come from there, Mr. Iyer? Even if he comes, also no problem. Haha, so please ignore it and let’s not squeeze and push our son Shabana and sleep now.
At night, we all slept, but I woke up in the middle and saw all were sleeping. I could not control Shabana’s big boobs were at my face. I slowly lifted her nighty to her upper thighs and adjusted my dick between her thighs, and started to fondle her boob slowly. She was snoring.
After some time, I cum on her thighs and then slept. I woke up in the early morning to pee and saw that my mom’s nighty was fully lifted. Shahid’s dick was adjusted between her big bums cracks from back in sleep and his hands on her boobs.
By seeing that, I gained more confidence. I slept beside Shabana aunty and lifted her nighty fully and adjusted my dick, and slept.
After I woke up, I saw both moms working in the kitchen preparing breakfast. They were talking to Mrs Iyer from the window, and Shahid went to take a bath. I woke up and greeted Good Morning. They both smiled and asked me to freshen up and take a bath.
We all had breakfast, and we both hugged Moms. We said bye to Mrs Iyer and left for the office. In the office, we discussed how yesterday night was fun with our moms. Our big brother Rohit enjoyed listening to us.
Rohit – Nice guys, you are lucky now, have fun. It is just my life that sucks. Now, at this age, I want a partner to live life with. But I could not find anyone. You guys are lucky. I am happy for you guys.
We felt bad for him. Next, we planned for a bigger experiment that could make our lives even more adventurous.