Adultery Whispers of Lust: My Mom's Forbidden Path

[sexypreeti]

Guys, there has been a lot of questions regarding the ending of this story & that of Mr Vikram which I deleted.

Should we revive Mr Vikram's story or continue Whispers of lust by adding unique plots??

So much very expected and predicted about your story...if you are so doubtful then leave alone your readers...

And you talk about competition... my competition is with real writers who write real meaningful stories... you are not even in my rear view mirrors...

So best of luck with whatever you have in mind...

[Rajeev Gupta]

So much very expected and predicted about your story...if you are so doubtful then leave alone your readers...

And you talk about competition... my competition is with real writers who write real meaningful stories... you are not even in my rear view mirrors...

So best of luck with whatever you have in mind...

Not doubtful, I give what my readers want, but for you, you bored your readers with nonsensical rubbish to the extent they abandoned your thread and they flooded mine. That's your pain.

But you are doing a good job by trying to gain elusive relevancy by posting on my growing thread. And as your name suggests, Preety, you are just a girl on her period who is running out of sanitary pads no wonder your are constantly in mood swings.

In fact, keep replying to my thread, in that way you are pushing my thread back to the top of the forum every time you reply. 

[aravindkkumar08]

Guys, there has been a lot of questions regarding the ending of this story & that of Mr Vikram which I deleted.

Should we revive Mr Vikram's story or continue Whispers of lust by adding unique plots??

Hey buddy I am the happiest person if you continue that story. Everytime I am asking the same. Please continue. Eager to wait for the update

[aravindkkumar08]

You publish the story of vikram from first as some of the user may not read and it's difficult them to understand the plot if you start from end.

[Manwithlove]

So much very expected and predicted about your story...if you are so doubtful then leave alone your readers...

And you talk about competition... my competition is with real writers who write real meaningful stories... you are not even in my rear view mirrors...

So best of luck with whatever you have in mind...

You are right and I better advise you to stop talking to those who only think through their Dicks.. it will only make you look bad even if you are right.. there is only one explanation of how people believe this story as "200% true", they are thinking through their Dicks exactly like author of this story

[aravindkkumar08]

I said early every author is having his own imagination and his own writing ability. We are not paid subscriber to criticize anyone. If any issue in any Story inform the writer where he is lagging ior what can be added in polite way. It's writer choice. In this world nobody inferior or superior.my apologies if I rude to anyone.

[sumo34]

rep +++++

[ray.rowdy]

Guys, there has been a lot of questions regarding the ending of this story & that of Mr Vikram which I deleted.

Should we revive Mr Vikram's story or continue Whispers of lust by adding unique plots??

Both. Revive Vikram's story. And most importantly, this story doesn't deserve an abrupt ending. A story should not be dragged on aimlessly without any ending in sight, also should not be ended abruptly. So, this story can grow a little more mature in terms of content and then come to an end. Well, still it's an okay with this ending too.

[aravindkkumar08]

Hey bro take suggestions but ultimately you should decide how to right. All the fingers are not equal. Some like the story some not. If you decided You start the story

[Rajeev Gupta]

MOM CONTINUOUS SECRET FUCK WITH VIKRAM

STORY CONTIUED DUE TO REQUESTS




The Hospital and the Discovery 


It had been a few days since Dad got sick. He was in the hospital, lying in a bed with tubes in his arms, his face pale and tired. The room smelled like medicine and cleaning stuff, the machines beeping all the time, making me nervous.  
 
Mom sat by his side, holding his hand, but she didn’t seem all there. Her eyes kept going to her phone, her fingers tapping the screen when she thought I wasn’t looking. I knew she was hiding something. 
 
We were in Dad’s hospital room, a small, cold place with white walls and bright lights that buzzed. Dad looked small in the bed, his hospital gown too big for him.  
 
Mom was next to him, but her mind was somewhere else. She wore a tight black blouse that showed off her huge breasts, almost popping out. Her blue trousers hugged her thick thighs and fat ass, which looked even bigger in those high heels.  
 

Dad’s eyes got wide when she walked in earlier, like he couldn’t believe she dressed like that for a hospital visit. She looked like a slut, not the mom who used to pray every morning.  
 
Her makeup was heavy, her lips red, her ass raised high by those heels, swaying with every step. I didn’t say anything, but my dick twitched in my pants, my mind all messed up by how she looked. 
Mom stood up, smoothing her blouse, her breasts jiggling a bit. “I’m going to the bathroom,” she said, grabbing her purse and walking out.  
 
Her heels clicked on the floor, her ass moving side to side, the tight trousers showing every curve. I watched her go, my heart pounding, feeling both ashamed and excited. 
 
Dad was half-asleep, his breathing slow. I looked at her purse on the chair. Something made me want to check it. I had to know what she was hiding. I grabbed her phone, my hands shaking, and unlocked it—her password was my birthday, so it was easy.  
 
I opened WhatsApp and scrolled through her chats until I saw Vikram’s name. My stomach flipped.  
 
Vikram was Dad’s friend, a tall, strong guy with a cocky smile who always looked at Mom like she was his. I’d seen them talk too close at parties, his hand on her arm, her giggling like a kid. I clicked their chat, and my eyes went wide at what I read. 

 
WhatsApp Conversation Between Mom and Vikram 


Vikram (10:32 AM): Jaya, baby, I’m dying to see you. I want to kiss every inch of you, feel your body against me. When are you coming to me? I’m hard just thinking about you. You drive me wild. 
 
Mom (10:35 AM): Vikram, you need to stop. I can’t meet you right now, it’s not a good time. My husband’s in the hospital, and I have to be here for him. I want to see you, but it’s too risky. I’m trying to do the right thing. 
 
Vikram (10:36 AM): Why not, Jaya? I’m going crazy thinking about your pussy, how it feels when I’m inside you. You love it when we’re together, don’t you? Sneak away for me, just for a little bit. I don’t care about your husband, I want you. 
 
Mom (10:38 AM): My husband’s sick, Vikram, really sick. I can’t just leave him in the hospital like that. It’s wrong, and I’d feel terrible. But you make it so hard to say no. I’m trying to be good here. 
 
Vikram (10:39 AM): Sick? Perfect, he’s out of the way. I want you all to myself, Jaya, no one else. I love how you scream my name, how your body shakes. You know you want to be with me right now. 
 
Mom (10:40 AM): Haha, why do you say stuff like that? That’s so mean, Vikram! I shouldn’t laugh, but you’re too much. My husband’s fighting for his health, and you’re happy about it? You’re making me feel all kinds of wrong. 
 
Vikram (10:41 AM): Mean? I just want us to be together, Jaya. I don’t give a damn about him, I want to feel you again, every curve of you. I’m not sorry for wanting you all to myself. You feel the same, don’t you? 
 
Mom (10:42 AM): Lol, you’re too much, Vikram. I can’t believe I fell for you, you know that? How did I end up like this, sneaking around with you? I’m supposed to be a good wife. But you make it so hard to stay good. 
 
Vikram (10:43 AM): Easy, Jaya, it’s because I make you feel alive. That night, you went wild on my cock, screaming, your ass bouncing like crazy. You can’t get enough of me, and I’m hooked on you. That’s why you’re mine. You know it’s true. 
 
Mom (10:45 AM): Haha, oh my god, you’re so full of yourself! Okay, fine, you make me feel things I shouldn’t. That night was… intense, I can’t lie. But I shouldn’t be talking like this. I’m in a hospital, Vikram! 
 
Vikram (10:46 AM): Intense? You were a goddess, Jaya, the way you moved on me. I want to touch you again, make you scream my name. Meet me at a hotel tonight. I need you, baby. Don’t make me wait. I want to fuck your ass 
 
Mom (10:48 AM): Vikram, I can’t do that! What about my husband and my son? I can’t just leave them and run off with you. It’s too much, and I’d feel so guilty. You know I want you, but it’s not that simple. 
 
Vikram (10:49 AM): Bring your kid, Jaya. He won’t get what’s going on, he’s not gonna know. Leave your husband in the hospital, they’ll handle him. I need to be with you, to feel you again. I don’t care about him, only you. 

Mom (10:51 AM): You’re insane, Vikram. I can’t bring my son to watch us… you know, do that. My husband needs me here, he’s so weak right now. I’d be a terrible person if I left him like that. But you make it sound so tempting. 
 
Vikram (10:52 AM): He doesn’t need you like I do, Jaya. I want to kiss you, hold you, make your body shake again. I’ll take you to a nice hotel, make it a night you won’t forget. Which one you want? The Grand Palace? Or something even fancier? 
 
Mom (10:54 AM): Which hotels are you talking about? Are you serious about this? I can’t believe I’m even thinking about it. You’re gonna get me in so much trouble. But a hotel sounds… nice. 
 
Vikram (10:55 AM): I’m dead serious, baby. I’ll book the Grand Palace, get us a suite with a big bed. I’ll buy you gold, Jaya—a necklace, maybe a ring. You’ll look so sexy with it on, glowing for me. Say you’ll come. 
 
Mom (10:57 AM): A ring?! Vikram, no way, that’s too much! People will think we’re… you know, together for real. I can’t do that to my husband, it’s too far. You’re crazy for even suggesting it. 
 
Vikram (10:58 AM): To hell with your husband, Jaya. You’re mine, every part of you, and I want everyone to know it. I’ll make you feel so good you’ll forget him. I want you in my bed tonight, screaming my name. Say you’ll come, baby. 
 
Mom (11:00 AM): I don’t know, Vikram, this is so hard. It’s been two weeks since we… you know, did it. I miss you, but my husband’s so sick. I shouldn’t even be thinking about this. God, you’re making me crazy. 

Vikram (11:01 AM): Two weeks is too long, Jaya. I know you’re dying to feel me again, to let go like last time. Come tonight, I’ll make you scream louder than ever. I don’t care about him, I care about you. You know you want this. 
 
Mom (11:03 AM): Haha, you’re so bad, Vikram. Okay, fine, I’ll come tonight, but just for a little bit. Don’t make me regret this, okay? I’m only doing this because you won’t stop. I’ll figure out a way to get out. 
 
Vikram (11:04 AM): Hell yes, Jaya! I’m so pumped, baby, I can’t wait to have you. Be ready for me, I’m not holding back tonight. You’re gonna love every second. Don’t be late. 
 
Mom (11:05 AM): Lol, you’re too much, Vikram. Okay, I’ll see you tonight. Don’t be late, or I’ll change my mind. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Just make it quick, okay? 
 
I stared at the phone, my heart racing, my dick hard in my pants. Mom was planning to meet Vikram tonight, even with Dad lying sick in the hospital. She cared more about Vikram than Dad’s health, and Vikram didn’t give a damn about Dad, talking like he wanted him gone.  
 
She was such a slut, falling for Vikram just because he promised gold and silver, but I didn’t care. The thought of seeing Vikram fuck her made my blood rush.  
 
I remembered the last time, her fat ass bouncing, her pussy stretched wide, her moans loud. It was wrong, but I wanted to see it again, to watch her body shake, her breasts bounce, her pussy and asshole take his cock. 
I heard footsteps coming down the hall, quick and sharp—her heels. I shoved the phone back in her purse, my hands shaking, and sat back in the chair, pretending to look at Dad.  
 
He was still asleep, the machines beeping steadily. Mom walked in, her black blouse tight, her breasts almost spilling out, her blue trousers hugging her thick thighs and fat ass.  


THIS IS EXACTLY HOW MOM LOOKED IN TERMS OF HER FIGURE AND DRESSING.



 
Her high heels clicked, making her ass look even bigger, raised up like an invitation. She smiled at me, but it was forced, like she was hiding something. 
 
“Me, we’re leaving soon,” she said, her voice soft but shaky. “Let’s say bye to Dad.” 
I nodded, my throat tight. “Okay, Mom.” I stood up, glancing at Dad. He opened his eyes, looking weak but awake. 
 
“Where you going?” he asked, his voice hoarse. 
Mom leaned down, kissing his forehead. Her breasts pressed against the bed, and I saw Dad’s eyes flicker to them, confused by her outfit. “Just out for a bit, honey,” she lied, her voice sweet but fake. 
 
 “I need to run some errands. I’ll be back soon, don’t worry.” 
Dad nodded, too tired to argue. “Okay, be careful. Take Me with you.” 
 
Mom smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “I will. Rest now, you need it. I’ll check on you later.” She patted his hand, but her mind was already somewhere else. 
 
I was shocked. She’d agreed to meet Vikram after two weeks of not fucking, and she was lying to Dad’s face about it. My heart raced, my dick still hard from reading their chat. Vikram’s shameless talk, not caring about Dad, made it clear he was a pervert, only wanting Mom for her body.  
 
I wanted to be mad, but I wasn’t. I was happy, excited even, because I might see Vikram fuck her tonight. Her slutty outfit, her lies—it all made me think she was such a whore, but it only made me want to watch more. 
 
We grabbed our stuff and walked out of the room, Mom’s heels clicking loud on the hospital floor. Her ass swayed in those tight trousers, her breasts bouncing with each step. I followed her, my mind spinning, my body buzzing with excitement. 

 
Walking to the Meeting Spot 


We left the hospital and walked down the street, the evening air cool against my skin. Mom didn’t say much, just kept checking her phone, her fingers moving fast. I could tell she was texting Vikram, probably making sure he was coming.  
 
Her blouse was so tight her breasts looked like they’d pop out any second, and those trousers made her ass look huge, jiggling as she walked in her high heels. She looked like a slut, not a mom visiting her sick husband. I couldn’t stop staring, my dick twitching again, my mind stuck on what I’d read. 
We stopped at a corner near a busy street, cars honking in the distance, streetlights glowing. I looked at her, confused. “Mom, why we standing here?” I asked, my voice low. 
 
She smiled, her red lips shiny. “It’s a surprise, Me. Just wait a little bit, okay? You’ll see, it’s gonna be fun.” 
 
I frowned, but my heart was racing. “What kind of surprise? We’re just standing on the street. Tell me where we’re going, Mom.” 
 
She laughed, but it sounded nervous. “Don’t worry, Me. It’s something special, I promise. Just be patient for me, okay?” 
 
I nodded, but I knew what was coming. I’d read the texts. She was meeting Vikram, and she was bringing me along, just like he said.  
 
My stomach flipped with excitement, my dick getting hard again thinking about what I might see. Her outfit, her lies, the way she was acting—it all screamed she was a slut, chasing Vikram’s promises of gold. But I didn’t care. I wanted to see him fuck her, to watch her pussy stretch, her ass bounce, her moans fill the air. 

 
Vikram Arrives 


A car pulled up, a shiny black one I recognized right away. It was Vikram’s. My heart jumped, and before I could think, I ran to the car, a grin on my face.  
 
I hugged him as he got out, his strong arms wrapping around me. He was tall, his shirt tight over his muscles, his smile cocky and shameless. 
 
“Vikram, you’re here!” I said, my voice loud. “I haven’t seen you in so long. What’s going on?” 
He laughed, patting my back. “Hey, kid, good to see you too. I’m just here to hang out with your mom, catch up a bit. Got a little surprise for you both tonight.” 
 
Mom walked over, her heels clicking, her ass swaying. “Vikram, you didn’t have to come all this way,” she said, but her smile was wide, her eyes locked on him. “I told you I’d figure it out. You’re gonna get us in trouble.” 
 
Vikram grinned, his eyes on her breasts, shameless as ever. “Jaya, you look too good to stay out of trouble. I couldn’t wait to see you, baby. Let’s make this night fun, yeah?” 
 
I climbed into the back seat, my heart pounding. Vikram handed me an iPad, still in the box, shiny and new. “Here, kid, a little gift for you,” he said, winking. “Keep you busy while me and your mom talk. You like games, right?” 
 
My eyes went wide. “Whoa, an iPad? For real? Thanks, Vikram!” I tore open the box, my hands shaking with excitement. “This is so cool. You didn’t have to do this.” 
 
Mom smiled, but it was tight, like she was nervous. “Vikram, you’re spoiling him. He doesn’t need all this stuff. But… thank you, it’s sweet of you.” 
Vikram leaned closer to her, his voice low, his pervert side showing. “Anything for you, Jaya. Makes it easier for us to have fun, right? He’s happy, we’re happy.” 
 
I saw Mom hug him, her breasts pressing against his chest. I caught a glimpse of his hand squeezing her breast, quick but firm, and then their lips met, a deep, hungry kiss.  






 
Mom pulled back fast, her eyes darting to me, checking if I saw. I pretended to look at the iPad, but I saw it all. Vikram’s hand moved lower, pointing at her pussy through her trousers, a naughty grin on his face.  
 
Mom smirked, her hand brushing his dick through his pants, her eyes flicking to me again to make sure I wasn’t looking.  
 
Vikram gave her a smug look, not caring who saw his pervert ways, and I saw her mouth move, whispering something. 
 
“Vikram, where’s my gold necklace?” she asked, her voice low but playful. “You said you’d get me something nice. Don’t tell me you forgot.” 
 
He leaned in, whispering loud enough for me to hear. “Oh, I got it, Jaya. You’ll get it before we get to the room tonight. Gonna make you look so good with it on.” 
 
Mom winked at him, her hand still on his dick for a second before I spoke up, making her pull away fast. “Mom, you miss Vikram?” I asked, my voice innocent but knowing. “You guys seem happy to see each other.” 
Mom froze, her face red. “Me, it’s not like that. We’re just… catching up, you know? Vikram’s an old friend, that’s all.” 
 
Vikram laughed, his eyes on her, shameless as ever. “Jaya, tell the kid the truth. You miss me, don’t you? Come on, answer him, I wanna hear it.” 
 
Mom squirmed, her blouse tight, her breasts heaving. “Okay, fine, I miss talking to him. He’s fun to be around, Me. But don’t make it weird, okay?” 
 
My mom still doesn’t know that I am aware of their kinky stuff and their sexual affair. 
 
I grinned, pushing it. “Vikram, you miss Mom? You guys are acting all close.?” 
Vikram didn’t even blink, his grin wide, his pervert side clear. “Hell yeah, I miss your mom. She’s special, kid, makes me smile every time I see her. We got a lot to catch up on tonight.” 
 
Mom shot him a look, but she was smiling. “Vikram, stop it, you’re gonna make him think something’s up. Let’s just go, okay? Me’s got his iPad, he’s fine.” 
 
I nodded, pretending to focus on the iPad, but my heart was racing. Mom was such a slut, touching Vikram’s dick, asking about gold, lying to Dad. Vikram’s shameless talk, not caring about Dad, proved he was a pervert, only wanting Mom for her body.  
 
But I didn’t care. I wanted to see them together, to watch Vikram fuck her pussy and ass, to hear her scream like in the texts. The car started moving, and I sat back, my dick hard, my mind buzzing with what was coming. 


 
Arriving at the Hotel 



The car ride was quiet, except for Mom and Vikram whispering in the front. I couldn’t hear much, but I saw her hand on his thigh, his hand brushing her breast again when he thought I wasn’t looking.  
 
The iPad glowed in my lap, but I wasn’t playing it. I was thinking about Mom’s texts, how she agreed to meet Vikram after two weeks of not fucking. She didn’t care about Dad, lying there sick.  
 
She cared about Vikram, his promises of gold and hotels. Vikram’s pervert attitude, not giving a damn about Dad, made it clear he only wanted to fuck her. She was a slut, but it made me happy, knowing I might see her get fucked tonight. 
 
We pulled up to a huge building, lights everywhere, people bustling outside. The place was fancy, with big glass doors and shiny cars parked out front. Mom’s eyes went wide, her mouth open. 
 
“Vikram, we’re here?” she asked, her voice shaky. “This is the place? It’s huge!” 
Vikram grinned, pointing at the building. “Yup, Grand Palace. Told you I’d take you somewhere nice. Gonna make this night special, Jaya.” 
 
Mom gasped, her hand on her chest, her breasts heaving in that tight blouse. “Vikram, this is too much! Where’s the hotel part? I didn’t think it’d be this fancy!” 


To be continued.............
 
 

[aravindkkumar08]

Hey bro if I remembered the story ends with son knows about mom affair with vikram and vikram takes her to bedroom and son is planning for something.