Summer Holidays – Friend’s Mom

Author Warning.

1.This is a work of fiction…so any names and places used in the story has no real relation or what so ever.

2.This is a work of sexual elements and mostly fantasies..so safe sex is advisable.

3.This is a work for adults and people who cared and interested in subject matter of younger man relationship with older women…therefore if anyone felt violated please do not go any further. Underage is advisable not to continue if do anything happened is not a responsible or causalities of the story and the author.

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PROLOGUE

It was chilling morning.

The double decker bus passed another bump. It vibration was strong enough to wake me up. I lowered my small blanket and turned my head. My friend, Sharil was still sleeping soundly.

I looked at my watch, it was almost 6am.

The sky was still dark as the bus slowly exited the highway. It passed the highway toll and drove along the trunk road to Kemasik, Terengganu. Along the way, the bus passed small village houses, petrol station, mosques as well as orchards.

It has been a long drive from Kuala Lumpur, till the bus finally stopped at the station.

Everyone was eager to leave the bus. Sharil tapped my shoulder indicated that we have reached. He is my classmate in college since first year. We studied engineering together and this is our second summer holidays. He has invited me to stay in his hometown.

Sharil pointed to the taxi stand near the bus station. There were a few red white proton saga taxis parked near the stand. We walked in the chilled morning weather toward the stand.

A man in his fifties walked toward Sharil. He negotiated with him and finally he nodded his head.

We stuffed our luggages into the car trunk before enter the car. The man started the car and slowly drove away from the bus station.

DAY ONE

The coaster road has beautiful scenery. From distance, I could see the long stretch of sandy beaches. Waves and waves were hitting on the shore line. On the side of the road, the lushful coconut trees were everywhere. It was indeed a magnificent view of the east coast.

The taxi slowly turned into a junction and entered a small village. After a few more turns, it stopped in front of kampung (village) house.

“We have arrived..” Sharil remarked.

I looked at the traditional kampung house. It was partially made of wood and bricks. The main part of the house was silted and on the right side was another fully bricked building which I believed to be an extension of the old house. The extension building has a modern design like the house in KL.

The light brown and white bricked house has a large yard and stretch to the back of the beach. On the front, there was a wooden platform under the large angsana tree. The yard was fenced with small green plants.

We walked on the small road toward the main entrance of the house.

“Assalamualaikum…” Sharil shouted softly.

“Oh… walaikumsalam..” someone replied from inside the house.

We walked closer till we reached the stairs to the main door. Shortly the door opened and a lady in her late forties stood there.

She was wearing a pink hijab and light batik motif baju kurung (traditional malay dress). She put a smile on her chubby face with her red makeup lips. She was very pretty.

“Mom… I am back..” Sharil said.

“Good… I thought you might reach later in the morning…” she said.

I smiled at the lady. She was about the same height with Sharil, 5ft 5″ tall. She looked young but slightly on the plump side with small tummy. I was suddenly focused on her large breasts. They were tightly wrapped under her dress which outlined her laced bra.

“Mom… he is my chinese friend I told you about..” Sharil said.

“Nice to meet you Mak cik (auntie in malay)..” I greeted.

We shook hands.

“Hi.. Min right..”

“Yes.. Mak cik..” I answered.

“Come in… let me get you two some breakfast…” she invited me up the house.

The main living area was small, yet it was nicely decorated with traditional Malay style. Yet the leather sofa set was new with nice Persian carpet. The both side of the living were rooms.

Further back was the dining lounge. The area was ground level, so we have to climb the stairs down.

The dining lounge was more modern design with bricked structure. However, it still has aluminum zinc roof where it will still make noises when rain fall. It was newly renovated with the kitchen at the back. There were windows over looked the beach behind with a door to access the back yard.

The brick structure has two toilet bathrooms. It has a corridor lead to another small living area.

“Sit…” Sharil mom began to open up the dishes cover.

There were fried chickens, chili paste, coconut rice, hard boiled eggs, anchovies as well as cucumbers on the dining table. We began to eat as she prepared some rose syrup water for us.

“Mmmm…nice..” I sounded.

“Yes… mom made great nasi lemak..” Sharil said.

Then we were interrupted by an elder man in his late fifties. He was only wearing a short as he sat down with us.

“Hi pa…” Sharil greeted his father.

“Pak cik (uncle)” I followed later.

“Morning… just arrived. Good, eat something…” he said.

He has a fat figure and a big eater as well. Soon three of us almost finished the food on the table. Sharil headed into the bathroom to get ready for work. According to him, he worked in the Petronas refinery nearby.

Shortly after Sharil father left for work, Sharil took me to new small living area. It was an entire new part of the house. The living area has a large led tv with modern sofa set. There were two bedrooms in the area.

One was Sharil bedroom and the other was a guest bedroom which assigned for my stay.

************

After lunch, Sharil took me around his village, the beach and an afternoon tea at his favorite mamak (local cafe store).

By evening, we returned home. Sharil was busy chatting with his mom in the kitchen. Mak Cik has changed her clothes to more casual style but her hijab still remained.

I could see her red bra and panty under her white long loose thin dress she was wearing now. It was an amazing view. I have never seemed a woman in this condition my entire life. With my raging hormone, my cock began to hard. Luckily, I was wear boxer and jeans which was difficult for anyone to notice it.

We were helping his mom to prepare dinner. I was trying hard not to glimpse at her bosom but I couldn’t help it. Once awhile, she caught me looking.

I quickly turned away or trying to avoid myself. All she did was smiled.

“Boy… your friend is cute..” she remarked.

We all laughed.

Soon, the place was filled while the sound of prayer from a distance mosque. Sharil retreated to his room for prayer before dinner. I took the opportunity to take a shower as well.

Dinner was long as we ate together with his parents. Mak Cik had cooked lot of dishes and we were forced to fill our stomachs full. We chatted a little while before we retreated to our room.

The night was warm

The sound waves hitting ashore filled the area… occasionally interrupted by the sounds of crickets. The breeze was warm as I slowly dozed to sleep in single bed.

**********

I woke up during middle night.

It time was 12am. I have slept for an hour and perhaps it was not my bed. I couldn’t get use to it.

The house was dark as I walked out to the bathroom. The temperature began to drop and it was chilling.

I passed the corridor to the dining area. Then I heard noises from someone talking from the main living area. I slowly tipped toed to the main house.

It was dark except some dimmed light coming from the master bedroom.

“Ahaaa… ah ah ah…” it was a moan.

“Yesss… push deeperr..”

“Aaaaa….”

I walked closer.

“Bang (husband in malay)…. aaah ah ah… hold on… more bang more..” Mak cik screamed.

“Sssshh… later the boys heard us…” Pak cik whispered.

“Come on… bang, I need your cock… so long I didn’t comeeee..” she whispered.

“Yah… I giving it to you now..ahaaaaa” he screamed.

“Noooo… you come so fast…aaahh..” she moaned.

“Sorry… maybe I am tired lately..” he mentioned.

“It is okay bang..” she whispered.

“Maybe we do it again after I come back..” he said.

There was a moment of silent and I could hear someone was moving out of the bed. It was sound of squeaking.

I quickly returned back to the bathroom. I began to piss and then the light from another bathroom was turned on. Then, there was a sound of Mak Cik coughing. I began to panic as my piss was long. I was eagerly to end my pissing but I couldn’t help. In my mind, I was thinking if she noticed me it will be an awkward situation.

Slowly, my urine subsided. I cleaned up myself and quietly open the door. As I came out of the bathroom, Mak Cik was standing at the kitchen counter drinking water.

The light from the bathroom shone upon her. I immediately felt embarrassed but my cock reacted otherwise.

She was in a grey satin chemise with laces on the top. Her nipples were faintly poking on the smooth material. Yet her breasts were big to outline the top of her chemise. They were round and firm. I looked at her for a long time before she called me out.

“Min… are you okay..?” she asked.

“Oh… it is hot weather..” I simply said something.

“Yes… that is why I get some water..” she answered.

I was still staring at her smooth bosom. She smiled as she used her hand to flip her shoulder length hair. It was then I realized that Mak cik was not in her hijab.

“I better get some rest..” I replied.

Mak cik smiled and greeted me back.

“Good night”

DAY TWO

The roosters were crowing in the early morning.

I woke up but still twisting my body on the bed. Then there another crowing and mosque began to pray from distance. I left the room and walked into the dining area.

Mak cik was already up.

“Morning Mak cik..” I greeted her.

“Morning… I am running late..” she said.

“You want me to help…?” I asked.

She smiled “Such a good boy.. Sharil never offer to help. But it is okay, go and wash up.”

I entered the bathroom that she just came out from. She was still in her satin chemise as she headed back to her room.

I slowly wash up and took a light shower. The water was cold but luckily they have installed water heater in all of the bathrooms. As I about finished up, I stepped on a small piece of cloth on the floor.

It was Mak Cik panty. The grey satin panty was a set with her chemise. It still has the intriguing aroma of womanhood. I examined it and there was a patch of wet juice on the center of her panty.

I took it out as I walked out of the bathroom. We bumped into each other again.

“Oh…” she looked at me with a smiled.

“Mak cik…” I showed her the panty on my hand.

“Oh… mine. I am so sorry..” she picked it from me.

“It is still wet…” I mentioned.

She was embarrassed while holding a basket of clothes. I looked at the basket.

“You need help…?”

“Well… can you put them in the washing machine? I need to make breakfast… thanks..” she said.

I nodded and took the basket from her. The washing machine was located just near the bathroom so I slowly put piece by piece of the laundry into it. There was her chemise in the laundry. I took it and sniffed it.

Mak Cik stood in the kitchen turned and looked at me. Then she turned to avoid eyes contact.

By then, I took her red bra and examined it. She again turned and caught me. She didn’t said a word but continue preparing breakfast.

Once I was done and the washing machine began it washing cycle, I walked toward her.

“Having fun.. I see..” she remarked.

“I am sorry…” I answered.

I stood next to her in the kitchen. She was cutting vegetables. I stared at her with full admiration.

“It is okay… since you help me to pick my panty and do launch for me. Don’t get any ideas, I know young man like you has lot of hormone and stamina..” she said.

“I think Mak cik also… if not the panty is so wet..” I cheekily remarked.

“Ssss…. stop it..” she said.

I looked at her again; she was dressed with plain green baju kurung with a grey hijab.

“Don’t look…”

Before I could comment, we were interrupted by Sharil.

“Morning…” he said.

I turned and sat at the dining table. He blinked his eyes and sat next to me.

Mak Cik was busy cooking till all the dishes were served on the table.

Then she looked at Sharil

“Boy… you know dad is going to your grandpa house tomorrow, he want you to come along…” she said.

“How long we will stay there..?” Sharil asked.

“Maybe two nights…” she said.

Sharil looked at me.

“It will be difficult for Min… since the place is packed with my cousins as well..” he said.

I was confused.

“Well… it is okay, bro. I can manage here…” I answered.

“It is not nice..”

“But your grandpa want to see you..” she said.

Pak cik walked into the dining area and interrupted the conversation.

“Just two nights… your mom will be here, so you don’t have to worry about no one cook for your friend..”

“Dude… I have no problem..” I said.

He nodded.

“By the way, you two better get ready if you want to visit the refinery…” he said.

*********

It was the highlight of my visit.

A tour at the Petronas refinery was educational. We enjoyed the half day tour with Sharil dad till we returned home. We took a rest and lunch.

In the afternoon, Sharil joined his primary school friends at the beach for swimming. We had great time at the seaside before returning home in the late evening.

Dinner was short tonight. Sharil was very tired and retreated to his room early. I chatted with Pak cik for awhile before he headed to sleep as well.

The house became quiet again.

I looked outside the dark beach that slight shone from the light outside back of the house. Mak cik was busy cleaning up the kitchen.

“Go and get some rest…” she said.

“I am not tired yet… maybe later,” I replied.

“Since tomorrow Sharil is not around, can you accompany me to the market..?” she asked.

“Sure no problem..” I answered.

She moved around the kitchen before headed back to the main house. Soon she came back with her clothes and towel. I was hoping that she will wear something revealing.

I continued back with my phone.

“Aaaaahhh…” she came out shortly.

Mak cik hair was wet and she was in her loose white pajamas dress. It was a disappointment for me. Yet, she came over and sat on a chair next to me.

“What are you playing?” she asked.

“Oh… facebook…” I answered.

“Kid nowadays.. have so many things on their phone. I only know how to make calls..” she said.

She continued to dry her hair with her towel while watching me scrolling my facebook. Suddenly, an idea came to my mind. I clicked on the facebook I joined.

“Woooo…” she sounded.

The group was mostly older women in sexy lingerie. I scrolled on each latest post and Mak Cik was so focus on my phone.

“I didn’t know, such age can wear like these…” she said.

“They looked sexy…” I answered.

She looked at me and gave me a disapproval expression.

“I like these also…” I began to click on my favorite writer page in facebook, YJ Wong.

His erotic stories were all about older women and younger man. I scrolled his stories previews and posts. Mak Cik was showing even more interest on these posts.

“Wow… so naughty…” she commented.

We looked at the posts for awhile before I took the courage and lean forward. I kissed her mouth.

She immediately back off. I was expecting she would scold me or warm me. But instead, she stood up.

“It is late… get some sleep…” she headed back to her room.

I was left alone.

DAY THREE

The sun was shining in the room.

I woke up late and rushed to the bathroom. I quickly wash up and had my breakfast. Just as I came out of the bathroom, the washing machine was beeping.

The laundry was done. I looked around and didn’t see Mak cik around. So I helped her to hang her laundry at the back yard. I was hoping to find some sexy lingerie in the laundry but it was again disappointing. There were all plain bras and panties.

“Hey… morning…” Mak cik greeted me.

“Morning, Mak cik. Where is Sharil…?” I asked.

“They left early to Kuala Terengganu. You don’t have to help…” she said.

“It is okay… I almost finish..” I said.

“Okay… I will ready the breakfast, you can eat with me..” she said.

The morning sea breeze was calming. I loved staying near the seaside. It was great. The coconut trees were swaying on the sandy beach. Occasionally one or two coconuts dropped on the ground.

I had done with the laundry so I walked into the dining area. I sat done next to her.

“Nothing interesting in the laundry…” I remarked.

“Then what do you expect…?” Mak Cik asked.

“Something sexy…” I answered.

“I don’t have many sexy collections… only two sets we bought from Bangkok trip..” she said.

“Now… Mak cik can buy online…” I answered.

“Maybe later… now eat, we need to go to the market..” she said.

I nodded and finished the food at the table.

***********

The wet market in Terengganu was same like anywhere in the country. There were fresh vegetables, chickens, spices and more varieties of seafood selling in the market. We spent an hour there before headed back. I took some rest while Mak Cik cooked lunch for both of us.

In the afternoon, Mak cik asked me to accompany her to the mosque. I was hoping some excitement but anyway I do wanted to visit a mosque.

The mosque was big with traditional Arabic and Persian design. There were few domes with crescent moon decorated on top.

They were having a kenduri (food gathering/party) in the mosque. The ladies were busy preparing and cooking food outside the building. I was forbidden to enter any buildings on the mosque area. I could only help Mak cik and her friends at the yard designated for cooking.

As I busy helping, the ladies were laughing and chatting.

“He is very handsome…” one of the ladies whispered.

“Sss… he is my son friend..” Mak cik answered.

“I was wondering, you got peeped his tool. Young and endowed..” another commented.

“That is forbidden. If his husband knew about it, she will be punished… and she will go to hell..” a taller lady answered.

“Yes… I remembered Yati who had affair with the grocery boy. The husband caught her and divorced her. No one will want her anymore..” the youngest among them added.

“Haiyah… men can married four but we cannot have fun. And all of you complained about our husband didn’t find is attractive anymore…” the first one defended.

“Tell me, Hamsiah. You didn’t even peep on him…”

“Sssss….” Mak cik gestured.

“Come on… who knows if you try and he will be back to KL. At least you have fun…”

“Enough… we will end up being in hell..” the taller lady said.

The ladies continued to steal glances at me for two hours before everything was ready. We ate some of the food prepared and the rest were served into the mosque for the men.

It was 8pm, Mak cik and I walked back to the house. The kenduri has run smoothly while the ladies returned back to their home.

The road was shone by the yellow street lamp.

“Don’t mind the ladies..” Mak cik said.

“Is it true, they said I am very handsome..?” I asked.

“Yes…”

“What do you think…?” I asked.

“I think you are cute..” she said.

We continued to walk home.

************

The night was warm; I was relaxing on the dining area. I waiting for Mak Cik to head for shower, but somehow she was busy cleaning up the kitchen.

“Need any help..?” I asked.

“It is okay…” she replied.

I couldn’t wait anymore so I stood next to her. She just smiled and continued her work.

It was now or never. I took all my courage and walked to her back. Without her noticing me, I hugged from the back.

Mak Cik jerked a moment before she composed what has happened. Then she continued to work.

“Min… this is not appropriate..”

“But Mak Cik…. you are so beautiful…” I hugged her tighter.

She kept silent and continued to clean the kitchen for a moment.

“Okay… I need to take shower..” she said.

So I let her go and she disappeared into her room. I sat there playing with my phone. I ignored her as she walked into the bathroom. In the corner, she was trying to catch my attention but I tried to ignore her.

Soon she began to shower.

I waited for a long time. She was in the bathroom for awhile. I was eagerly waiting for Mak Cik to come out.

I continued back to my phone as the bathroom door slowly opened. I tried not to look and suddenly she turned off a few lights in the area.

There were only left two lights in the area were on. I lifted up my head and Mak Cik was in a red satin chemise. There were black laces at the top and side of the chemise. This chemise has a deep v frontal which barely covered her huge breasts.

The lace material at the top was transparent which barely cover her brown nipples. I was speechless.

“Eh… you said want to see something sexy..” she said.

“Wow..” that was the first reaction from me.

“I was struggling… whether to wear it or not….” she remarked.

I took another courage, and lean over her. Our mouths touched and I slowly pushed my tongue into her mouth.

“Mmmm…”

She paused a moment but my tongue already circling around her tongue. Then she back off.

“Min… enough…” she said.

I tried to change her attention by showing her my phone.

“Mak cik… you see, so many choices of sexy wear in shopee..” I remarked.

She took my phone and slowly browsed on the page. She pressed on the few sleepwears and looked at their photos.

“This one looks nice…” she said.

“Mak Cik… want? I can order for you…” I asked.

She kept quiet before she continued.

“I am so old already… wear like this sure look ugly…” she remarked.

“Nolah… lot of women from your age, wears sexy lingerie…” I said.

“That one is porn… or model…” she added.

“Okay… don’t believe me…I will show you..” I said.

Then I opened the internet browser in my phone and went to the xhamster website. I clicked on mature Malaysia live.

My phone screen slowly changed to a player mode and video was playing. Mak cik was shocked.

The video was live streaming from somewhere in the country. A mature woman was dress in a black teddy suit. She was a Chinese lady in her late forties, nicknamed Winnie. Then a young man slowly appeared from her back to the screen.

There were comments at the side of the screen.

“What are those…?” Mak cik asked about the comments.

“Oh those are… people comments and interactions to the woman…” I answered.

“Oh my god..” she remarked.

Someone has just requested the boy to play the woman pussy. He has rewarded the woman a large sum of credits.

Mak cik began to focus on the screen as the young man began to unbutton the bottom of her teddy. The woman pussy was exposed on the screen.

Mak cik grasped.

The man slowly rubbed his hand on her pubic bush and continued to lower down to her brown pinkish hole.

-Ah… my baby boy was playing with mummy pussy

-Mummy… you are so wet

-Oh…put your finger in mummy pussy

-Ah… yes yessss

-Ahrrrrr

Mak cik has put her full concentration on the live video. My plan was working and I could hear her heavy breathing. Slowly, I placed my hand on her naked lap.

She didn’t aware about my hand, so I gently rub up and down her chubby thigh. The moans from the phone were loud and the son was fingering his mouth.

“Ohhhh..” Mak Cik moaned.

Then she realized that my hand was rubbing her smooth thigh. She gently took my hand off and stood up.

“I think that is enough for me… too naughty..” she said.

She slowly walked back to her room. On the way, she greeted good night to me. Again, I was left alone.

I turned off the lights after another 15 minutes later. Just as I about to head to my room, there was moanings coming from the main house.

The sound became more frequent and louder. I tip toed to the main living room.

“Oh… uh… ah…oh”

“Yes… push it in…”

“Ah…. Oooo… babeee, mak cik need this..”

“Aaaa….”

Mak cik was masturbating and it was clearly imagining about me. I began to stroke my hard cock through my short. Hearing Mak Cik moans excited me, my cock was waiting for release.

“Yes…yeeeesss mak cik sooo wet…”

“Aaah ah ah ah comiiinnng…”

“Oooooooo…”

She has orgasm and the sound finally stopped. I waited and waited, hoping she would come out. Unfortunately, she didn’t and so I returned back to my room.

DAY FOUR

I couldn’t sleep much.

I woke up by the prayers sound from the mosque. It was 6am in the morning. I tried to sleep again but half hour later, the roosters were crowing.

Eventually, I stood up and stretched my body. I headed to the dining area.

She was there as we saw each other. Our eyes were staring at each other. Mak cik was still in her red satin chemise and heading towards the bathroom.

“Morning Mak Cik..” I greeted her.

“Morning..” she mumbled softly.

She walked slowly as if she was waiting for something. I didn’t care anymore and grabbed her arm. I pulled her towards me. I wrapped my arm around her waist and kissed her.

“Mmmmm…” she moaned.

Our tongues met and were playing with each other. She has responded my kiss with passion. This time, my hands began to roam on her back.

“Mmmm…” she moaned again.

I moved my hand to her front… slowly began to massage Mak cik breasts under her chemise. In the meantime, my tongue tried to preoccupy her focus on the mouth. Inch by inch, I tried to slip my fingers under her chemise. My heart was beating fast hoping that I can able to play with my first forbidden seed.

My fingers were almost near as I could feel the lumpy textures of her areola. It was like forever till my fingers reached her nipple.

“Aaaaa….” she sounded.

Then she pushed me away.

“Min… enough already..” she whispered. Then she rushed into the bathroom. I was again left alone.

*******

During breakfast, both of us were very quiet. We only stole glances at each other occasionally. It situation was tensed.

So I decided to start the conversation.

“Mak cik…”

Immediately she responded.

“It is okay… just forgets about it…” she said.

“Huh… I am asking do have anything to do after this…?”

“Oh….”

“How about going to shopping around town…?” I asked.

“Also can… then we can makan there..” she said.

Soon, we got ready and headed to Mesra Mall. The mall was a single level mall with a large area. The first stop was a lingerie store in the mall. I was not allowed to follow since it was women store. In this state, men and women are required to be separated at certain activities in public. I waited for half hour before Mak cik came out with a bag. Then we spent a few hours there including grocery shopping at Giant Supermarket. Soon we headed to the food court for nasi briyani (rice with malay traditional dishes).

By evening, we returned home.

When I saw Pak Cik car parked at the front of the house, I was disappointed. I was hoping to have some alone time tonight with Mak Cik.

As soon as we carried all our shopping bags into the house, Pak cik was waiting for Mak Cik in the living area.

“Why come back early?” she asked.

“I need to go to the rig tomorrow for three days..” he said.

“Huh… your son is here..” she said.

“It is an emergency…” he said.

She just nodded.

I headed to the small living area where Sharil was lounging on the sofa. I joined him for the online game.

Dinner was tensed as both of us noticed that Mak cik was showing her mood. We quickly finished our food and headed back to the living area. Shortly, Sharil retired to his room.

The house became quiet again when all the lights from the dining area turned off. Eventually I turned off the light in the small living area and headed to the bathroom for a wash up.

The water was cold during the night. I washed my face and my arms. The night was filled with the sound of crickets.

Then I walked out of the bathroom. There were talking from the master bedroom. Again, I tip toed to the main house.

“Please darling… I need to go work tomorrow..”

“But… I need it…”

“I promise… when I come back, we will do it…”

“I am so wet now… touch…”

“I am sorry… I need rest..”

“Arrrggg…. you will regret this..”

I slowly returned back to my room. It was moody night.

DAY FIVE

Today was the last day staying here before we leave for KL tomorrow.

The sun has shone into my room when Sharil knocked on my door. I slowly regain my conscious and opened my eyes.

“Coming…” I said.

Still yawning, I opened my door. Sharil stood at the door.

“Bro… I am going to the sea, you want to join?” he asked.

He knew I was afraid of sea sick but it was a courtesy to ask.

“We are going to an island nearby for fishing and swimming…” he said.

I was tempted to go. Somehow, Mak cik was standing at a corner behind Sharil shook her head. Immediately, I understood and rejected Sharil.

Soon, Sharil has left the house while I sat at the dining table having my breakfast. The house was quiet.

I looked at the sea.

Suddenly, she tapped my shoulder.

“What are you day dreaming about?” Mak cik asked.

I could smell the perfume that she had applied on her body. I turned and looked at her. She smiled at me in her grey satin hijab and white blouse. She was also in her black pant. What caught my attention was her black laced bra under her blouse, it was clearly contrast.

“Nothing… just looking at the sea…” I answered.

“Any plan for today..?” she asked.

“No… just relaxing maybe…” I answered.

“Me too… maybe can watch some live stream…” she added.

I smiled at her.

“Mak cik… naughty already…” I added.

“Maybe..” she said.

There was a moment of quiet. I continued to finish up my food while Mak cik stood up to clean the kitchen.

*********

It was 10am.

I had my shower and relaxing at the small living area. I was eagerly waiting for Mak cik, and wondering why she took so long. Soon, she appeared from the kitchen.

We didn’t speak as she sat next to me. I looked at her and smiled. Somehow, she blushed as she looked at my phone.

Immediately, I understood and opened up my internet browser. Another live streaming was online. This time, it was from Johor.

The mature Malay lady was kissing the boy. Comments were pouring in as both of them already naked.

Mak cik grasped.

The boy was massaging the lady dark brown breasts. They were kissing passionately and then stopped. The lady read the comments.

“Comment something…” Mak Cik whispered to me.

I nodded and typed. I asked about their relationship.

Oh for those who just joined, this is my nephew. He came here to enjoy our affair and now we share it online

Want to see us fuck? My cock is hard

More comments and credits were pouring in. The boy began to readjust the camera and it was showing his cock playing just outside her aunt pussy.

“Oooo…” Mak cik moaned.

I was shocked when I caught a glimpse at Mak cik. She has slid her hand under her pant. It was clearly rubbing her pussy.

-Yes babe, put your hard cock in auntie hole

-Aaarrrghhh… so wet and warm auntie

-Keep fucking meee aaah

The action began.

Mak cik was very focus on the screen. I slowly leaned near her neck and kissed her. She jerked her body a little and stopped.

“People can see us..” she whispered.

She took my hand and led me into my room. She locked the door and sat on my bed.

This time she took my phone and watched the live stream eagerly. I sat next to her and slowly kissed her neck.

My heart was beating fast as my lifted my shaking hands to her blouse. She stole a few glimpses at me and continued her focus on the screen.

My fingers touched her blouse button. I took a deep breath. Still shaking, my hands were unsure about it. Mak cik suddenly took one of her hands and unbuttoned one of the button. I stared in freeze.

Another button was released; slowly her black laced bra came to my view. Her clevelage was narrow and finally her blouse was loosened up.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I grabbed the phone from her hand and placed it on the table.

Mak cik stared at me. Our eyes were looking deep into each other. I pulled her to me and we kissed.

“Mmmmm….” she moaned.

“Mak Cik… please let me….”

She didn’t answer, instead she took my hands and placed it to her breasts. I kissed her again.

“Let Mak cik see…”

I nodded and quickly removed all my clothes. I stood there naked in front of Mak cik.

“Mak cik… I don’t know…” I said.

She smiled.

“So big… I don’t care anymore, come…” she pulled me toward her. We kissed again.

“Take off my pant…” she whispered. I did as she ordered and soon she was in bra and panty.

Now, both of us were lying on the small bed with our bodies contacted each other. I was still ignorance what to do next… but still it was the most exciting time of my life.

Mak cik slowly removed her hijab and showed her beautiful hairs.

“Mak cik you are so beautiful…” I commented.

“You always sweet talk…”

“Can I put in…?” I asked.

I didn’t wait for her reply and immediately I pulled her black laced panty down. I was so eager that immediately I pushed my cock directly to her opening.

“Mak cikkk…” I felt a jolt as my cock tip touched her pussy lips. I gave a push as my cock slid into her hole.

“Ouccch… wrong place…” she said.

I stopped a moment and Mak cik wrapped her fingers around my cock. She slowly readjusted the angle of my cock and pulled it in.

“Aaaaaaa….” both of us moaned.

It was my first time feeling my cock wrapped inside a warm, wet and soft tube. This is what people said heaven feel like. Instantly, I moved my hips sliding my cock in and out of Mak cik pussy.

“Push deeper… Mak cik want to feel the whole thing…aaaaaa…” she whispered.

I did as she told… by giving one hard thrust into her love hole.

“Aaaaaaa… yessss” she moaned.

“Mak cik….can I suck your nipples?” I asked.

She smiled and nodded. I stopped to look at her sliding her hands to the back to unclip her bra. Then she threw it to the floor. I was rewarded with a display of her semi sagged breasts. They were huge with large areolas that centered with her dark brown nipples.

She looked at me with a puzzled look.

“Dont stop… keep fucking me…” she ordered.

I continued my thrusting and the meantime lower my head to her breasts. My mouth softly nibbled her nipples.

“Suck them… suck them…ooohhh..” she ordered.

I complied with a faster thrust of my cock. We were kissing, licking and sucking each other nipples by then.

“Mak cik… this is sooo goodd…”

“Like you always dream of…?”

“Much better… ”

Mak cik was rubbing her clit with her hand. I was almost near orgasm any large moment in her pussy will trigger my cock to spurt. It was not long till her pussy wall contracted.

“Aaaaaaa…. Makkkk cikkk…” I growled.

I could feel the rush of warm semen flow through my urethra. Wave and wave of semen burst out of my cock tip.

“Aaaaaaaa…” I rammed faster and faster in her pussy as I climaxed.

Mak cik joined my orgasm with hers shortly. Her body was humping against mine furiously. The bed was squeaking while our bodies joined as one.

“Yeeessss commminnnng..” she moaned.

“Aaaaa…” I growled.

“Don’t stop… fuck me fuck meeee..” she still moaning in pleasure.

Slowly… I gradually reduced my pace and eventually lied on her. Mak cik was combing my hairs with her fingers.

Both of us lied on the bed from a long time. The sun has rises high up the sky.

It was already noon.

“Mak cik… how am I doing…?”

“Good… but still beginner. You will need more practice. I better make lunch…”

She stood up and kissed my forehead. I could see my semen was dripping down her thighs.

“Mak cik… will you get pregnant…?” I asked.

“Maybe… but my period is near…should be okay..” she smiled.

She left the room.

***********

In the late afternoon, Sharil came back.

All of us acted like usual. We had our dinner and chatted for awhile before headed to sleep.

I stayed on in the dining area as the lights turned off. I couldn’t sleep. My mind was still wondering about our love making in the morning.

The house was quiet. I was hoping that Mak cik will come out, but I knew she won’t since Sharil was around. It was half hour later… slowly the door from the master bedroom opened.

My heart was beating fast with excitement.

I was wrong.

She slowly walked out of her room. She was in a cream satin robe with a laced satin chemise and pant. Her hairs was tied to a bun. Mak cik even applied make up on her face.

She smiled as she looked at me.

Then we hugged each other in the dining area. She licked my ear lobe and whispered softly.

“Follow me..” she said.

We tip toed back to her master bedroom. It was the first time I set foot on her room. The room was made with wooden walls and floors. Even the windows were made with wood with design and slanted panels. The bed was canopy style bed.

The room was dimmed with yellow lamps.

She walked around the room and slowly slid down her robe. It was sultry.

Mak cik pulled me to the bed.

“Let me undressed you..” she said softly.

I just stood there and let her hands roamed around my clothing. Soon I was naked in front of her.

“You have a nice cock..” she said.

Her hands slowly stroke it. Then she did something that I never felt before. She pulled my foreskin backward.

“Most malay guy.. don’t have the skin..” she commented.

I could felt the pulled skin slightly circled the head of my cock. This created a sensation that made my cock even bigger.

“Oh… this is even larger than this morning..” she said.

Mak cik patted me to lie next to her on the bed. We kissed again but this time my hands roamed on her satin top and her pant.

“Take them off for me..” she whispered.

Shortly both of us were naked on the bed. I was admiring her pussy… she has a large bush of pubic hair.

“Don’t look… they are ugly…” she whispered.

I took my fingers and spread her flabby lips apart. Her hole was dark red but was soaked with wetness. I lowered my head to it and licked it.

“Aaaaa… Min….” she screamed.

Immediately she put her hands on her mouth to close it.

I licked again. The taste was mushy but not bad at all. Mak cik was struggling with her moans as I licked her hole. Slowly a little bud at the top of her hole became swollen.

My tongue began to concentrate on it.

She almost jumped up with ecstasy.

“Grrrrrrr….” she struggled with her moans.

With every single lick, her hole was getting wetter. It was dripping with juice… which slowly stained the white bed sheet.

“Enough… enough… fuck me fuck me please… I want your cock..” she begged.

I nodded and pushed my cock into her dripping hole.

“Ooo… god… sooo nice…” she whispered.

We began to dance as one… my cock was sliding in and out of her hole. Mak cik was moaning fast and she already lost in pleasure. Her sound was louder and louder.

“Grabb my breasts… fuck me fuck me… ah ah ah…oooo…”

I pumped her while my hands were grabbing those big melons. Twisting her hard nipples, Mak cik moaned even louder. She began to play with her clit again.. I didn’t stop but continued fucking her.