Misc. Erotica Journey of a Dutiful Son towards Cuckson

[Mortalbeast]

"So, you'd like to see me pounding your slut mother, right in front of your father?" He said for a second time.
 

I lowered my eyes and nodded.

"But you don't think she'd go along with it and you're worried about suggesting it in case this will destroy your family. Right again?" I nodded again, amazed that I could be so honest with these. 

"But you would consider creating the circumstances in which it could happen? Without your parent’s realising what you were doing?"

This was not at all what I had expected, but was too interesting to ignore.

"Maybe..." I ventured, unwilling to commit myself.

“So, you're willing to witness the degradation of your own mother and family as I defile her in the presence of your powerless father? I'll strip away her thalli, the symbols of her marital vows and bind them to my manhood, parading her shame and infidelity for all to see, with our whole helpless family forced to watch the destruction of your parent’s relationship and your father’s image.”

I looked up sharply. "What do you mean?"

Hahahaha!!! You look so surprised and nervous! 

“Okay let me make you more nervous”

What?! 

Tell me, didn’t you notice anything strange with your mother lately? 

Huh! Yeah, she seemed quite lost in thoughts! 

That’s it? Didn’t you notice her falling sick quite often like puke, sickness?!

Yeah! Recently she was sick most of the time. It’s mostly due to bad weather and her long working hour. 

Really?! Didn’t she crave for sour or tart flavour foods? 

How did you know? Yeah, she was craving sour mangoes and chocolates lately.

Mostly sour foods, right?!

Okay I get it, I know you both must be talking frequently. 

Hahaha!! That’s all you could catch. Well can you explain why there was a small bump starting to form on your mother’s tummy?!

What are you enquiring? She is getting fat. What’s new in this. Women tend to get fat around their belly with rising age, it’s simple biology. 

Oh, little cuck, it seems all those books did give you knowledge but it made you very naïve!!!!

Huh! What happened now? What I didn’t understand?!

Huh!! Forget it!! Now I have a surprise for you. It’s a mail which I had timed it, so it must have reached you early morning. But do open it when I have left, okay?!

Huh! Where are you going now? What if mom wakes up? I don’t know if I can face her? 

Oh, don’t worry cuck! Last night, I fucked your sexy mother’s brains out. I’m sure, you must have heard her loud moans of pleasure.

Yeah, she was very vocal whole night.

HAHAHAH! So, my guess was right. You did stay awake all night, so you could hear your own mother getting ravished by me, in your father's bedroom. What a submissive cuck you've become, Sunil.

No, I…It was by mistake. I was getting awake repeatedly by her loud moans. I swear, I wanted to sleep.

Well, you should thank me because I opened the bedroom door so that a you could clearly hear your sexy mother cumming on my big cock.

What? Why would you do such a thing?

So, that you could enjoy. Remember, I promised to entertain both your slut mother and you as well.

What? There wasn’t anything for my enjoyment. It was you who enjoyed thoroughly.

Really? Now tell me didn’t you shagged yourself in the night?

Hm…Yes, but…...

How many times did you masturbate after I switched off the lights?

Three times!!

HAHAH! Exactly the times, I came inside your mom’s womb. Wasn’t it entertaining hearing your sexy mom's wild moans?

Yes!!

"You know Sunil, some cucks prefer to hear their loved ones like their mother or wives getting railed by another man, never quite knowing if its' all true or not...but dreaming while hearing their moans" Venkat continued, smiling at me. "I think we already know you're one of them..." I blushed as he carried on. "Other type of cucks like to see it all happening because it reinforces their submissive status. Surprisingly you enjoyed both of these categories!" I blushed deeper.

What happens now?

I’m going to visit my friend’s house.

What should I say to mom, if she awakes?

she won’t be waking up till afternoon. Till that I will return. 

O…. okay! 

Till that you know what to do? Right?!! 

Hm…. yeah!!

After Venkat left, I went to my room to check for his email. I was very tensed as what more is left to watch. What more crazy stuffs did he do with my mom? 

As I opened my system, a notification popped. It was sent by Venkat in early morning, that means he pre-timed it. Wow! He exactly knew, how things are going to play out. He perfectly executed his devious plan. 

While thinking all this, I opened email. There were two folders. One was named ‘HAWAI TALES’ and the other one was named ‘DOUBLE DATE’. 
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DOUBLE DATE?! What? 
 

[vramskool]

Wow started the day with this update .. Im sure I will be horny all day.. keep flowing ur updates

[veenaimo]

Hi Mortalbeast,

Thanks for the update and for considering the feedback! I wanted to clarify that my earlier suggestions weren’t meant to push for toning down the extreme elements—quite the opposite! In erotic storytelling, extreme elements are a rare and exciting find these days, and I’m a big fan of writers like Nebic and Indian sub-male narratives who excel in this space.

To explain what I mean by "extreme," it’s about the gap between a mother’s normal behavior and how much she deviates when with the bull. Normal might be a caring, traditional mom—then the deviation comes when she crosses socially acceptable norms with Venkat, making it illicit. When that gap stretches beyond moral, social, and even legal boundaries, bringing humiliation to her family, husband, and son, it becomes truly compelling.

You’ve already done an amazing job showing this shift in her character, and that’s a strength to build on.I’d love to see how extreme she and Venkat can get—pushing past all norms to heighten the drama. For me, it’s not just about sex scenes or intensity; it’s the narrative depth—whether it’s exploring what happened in the US or what’s brewing in the house.

Feel free to decide the direction, but I’d encourage you to deviate as far as possible from the "normal mom" archetype. Can’t wait to see the next update tomorrow!

[veenaimo]

Waiting for your update

[Ayush01111]

Hi moltrabest ap ne kaha tha ap bete ko badla lene ka moka denge venket se or uski maa se par ap to use puri tarah se barbad kar rahe hai please kuch kijiye

[Mortalbeast]

There were two folders. One was named ‘HAWAI TALES’ and the other one was named ‘DOUBLE DATE’. 

I trembled with anticipation and excitement as I prepared to open the file. The title hinted at something salacious within the encrypted data. Inhaling deeply, I attempted to access the file, but it failed to open. A notification appeared, stating, "There is an error in the file” and it didn’t open.


Baffled and upset by the situation, my mind immediately jumped to one conclusion: Venkat Anna. I wondered if this was one of his elaborate pranks. Was he using AI to mess with me, or had he simply encrypted a variable, knowing I'd have to ask him for help? Kind of beg him to send my mom’s erotic tales in USA. That doesn’t sound right. Oh no, I don’t want to behave like a cuck in front of him.

I didn’t want to message him as it would show my desperation to watch my own mother’s sex escapades. After thinking for a while, I thought why not take a look at my mother. Let’s see, if she has woken up or not. 

 As I crossed the landing, I noticed the bedroom room door standing open and looked inside. It seems mom has gone to washroom to freshen up. Now that there was no pressure, I took a good look at the condition of the room. The duvet was neatly folded on the chair but the bed sheet was rumpled and stained where Venkat and my mom had enjoyed their loud, energetic 'victory fuck'.

The air was thick with the heady musk of recent passion; each breath a potent cocktail of pheromones that sent a shiver down my spine as fragmented visions of the night before came rushing back. The very sheets seemed to vibrate with the residual heat of their sexual exertions. Eagerly, I gathered up the rumpled linens and headed downstairs, the lingering evidence of their tryst clutched to my chest like a prize, to join the growing pile of soiled laundry.

As I surveyed the room, my eyes landed on Mom's lacy red bra peeking out from under the bed, a relic from the previous night's passion. Intrigued, I reached out and retrieved the delicate lingerie, my fingertips grazing the exquisite silk. An instant flood of images assaulted my imagination - Mom's ample bosom confined in such a tantalizing garment, and how Venkat's wandering hands had surely revelled in freeing those soft mounds from their lacy cage.



After some time searching, I finally discovered my mother's red thong, hidden behind a cushion pillow. Holding it up, I marvelled at how small and delicate it seemed, considering the intimate area it typically concealed. Inhaling deeply, I was immediately flooded by the unmistakable, heady scent of feminine arousal emanating from the silky triangle.

Oh my God! I quickly slipped them in my pocket.

A short while later the washing was in the laundry room, the kettle switched on and I returned to the lounge to seek out any more evidence. 
As I passed the bedroom sofa, I noticed a small but distinct stain on one of the cushions.
 
My heart raced as troubling thoughts raced through my mind. Did Venkat fuck my mother right here on this very sofa? It had to be... the worn cushion told the tale. My mom's voluptuous form had been pressed against it, her curvy bottom sinking into the upholstery as Venkat brought her to the heights of ecstasy, her lustful screams echoing off the walls. In the throes of passion, he must have reached his own climax deep inside her most private place, his seed spilling forth and staining the same cushion now beneath me.



I kneeled down by the sofa, my fingers trembling as they brushed against the still glistening wet spot. The scent of sex was thick in the air, and I couldn't help but bury my face into the damp cushion, inhaling deeply the heady musk of our passion. Venkat's cum mixed with my mom’s juices, a pungent and intoxicating aroma that made my head swim with lustful memories.

A wicked smile played across my lips as a delicious idea took shape. What if Venkat had deliberately left this lewd evidence for my father to discover? The thought of dad's shock and disgust at the sight of his wife's wanton fluids dripping from the sofa sent a perverse thrill through me.

Perhaps Venkat wanted to brand my mom publicly, to mark her irrevocably as his, disregard for any consequences. The depravity of it all made me shiver with anticipation. Oh, how I wanted dad to bear witness to my mom’s depravity, to understand the depths she had sunk to in this illicit affair. It would be a gesture of ultimate defiance, the final shattering of all taboos and boundaries.

I giggled softly to myself, drunk on my own twisted desires as I continued to nuzzle the cum-stained sofa, lacking the mark as if it were the most erotic of aphrodisiacs. My father's face when he realized the true nature of the stains, that my mother had cuckolded him and me in his own home and left the evidence behind like a slutty calling card, would be a sight to behold. I could already picture it in my mind's eye, and it was almost enough to make me cum all over again right then and there, the sofa mom’s throne of debauchery.

My train of thought was interrupted by the sound of the water flowing being stopped, and I suddenly became aware that my mom would be emerging from the bathroom at any moment. Quickly, I returned to the kitchen and pretended to be getting a drink of water, trying to appear nonchalant.

A few moments later I felt a movement behind me and turned to see my mom in a beautiful black saree. I could tell immediately that there was something different about her. She had removed the last traces of smudged make-up from her slightly puffy face and added nice makeup to make her glow.



"Good morning mom" I smiled, turning towards her.

"Good morning to you too beta." She smiled back at me as she crossed to the breakfast bar.

Sunil, didn’t you go to your college?

I... I got up a bit late. Today I had only one class at 8.

Be cautious about your college at least. How could you sleep, when you had class at 8AM.

"It won't happen again, I will be careful about it mom, sorry."

As I conversed with my mother, my undivided attention was drawn to her countenance. Up close, I could discern the exhaustion etched on her features, a testament to the arduous activities in which she had recently engaged. A rosy flush still lingered on her décolletage, a fading yet tell-tale sign of the intense climax she had experienced. Her lips appeared somewhat swollen, no doubt from the fervent kissing she had endured. Upon closer inspection, I espied two prominent hickeys on the tender skin of her neck. But there were deep finger nail marks on her hips and upper chest which were artfully concealed by her pallu yet unmistakable to the discerning eye.

Eh....Sunil…did you took out the bed sheet this morning? 

Elmm…No mom, it was Venkat Anna. He said, it has gotten dirty, so he put them in the washing machine. 

Oh…why did he tell you that?(whispered with rolling eyes) 

Actually Sunil, yesterday in kitchen, I had an Ankle sprain, so Venkat carried me to the bedroom to apply balm. I took my night gown in the kitchen itself, so that it won’t get soiled by those medicines’ stains. Then Venkat gave it to you, I guess?

Oh..yeah mom, I... I kept it safe

I offered a small, reassuring smile to mom, trying to ease the lingering discomfort in her eyes.

Good, Sunil do one thing, Order something to eat or get something to eat from outside. I’m a bit tired today, I don’t think I can cook. Will that be okay beta?
Yeah mom, I will order it. 

Okay, where’s Venkat?

Venkat Anna went to his friend’s house. 

Which friend? 

I don’t know mom, he didn’t inform that. He just told me that he will return by evening. 

Oh great, at least I could get some rest. (whispered)

Hm..did you say something mom?

No…it’s just, you get something to eat. Till that I will clean the kitchen and house. 

Eh..yeah..I cleaned the house mom. Only kitchen is left. 

Really?! Wow, my son has gotten so sensible. Okay then you get some food for us, till that I will clean the kitchen. 

I couldn’t believe mom tried to hide that so badly. It was so brazenly done by Venkat that it’s impossible to hide, still she thinks I’m so naïve to not know a thing? 

As we took a brief break for lunch, my mom was subdued, saying little and eating even less, clearly still drained from her exhaustion. Yet, despite her fatigue and aching body, she had somehow mustered the energy to get dressed in her usual stylish manner, wearing a tight black saree and leaving her hair down, a testament to her habitual flair for presenting herself in a chic and attractive way.

After lunch, I attempted to open the file again, but was unsuccessful. As time passed, my frustration grew, and I eventually reached out to Venkat for assistance. However, his response suggested that he was equally perplexed, leading me to wonder if I had overanalysed the situation and misinterpreted his intentions. It's possible that the issue was simply a coincidence, and not a deliberate act on his part as I had initially suspected.

The rest of the day passed in a surprisingly normal way. In the evening Venkat returned. He straight away went inside the bedroom where mom was taking rest. I pressed my ears on the wall to hear their conversation. 

"Hey Darling!"

 "Are you ok, did you take proper rest? "How... how do you feel... now?"

I couldn’t help myself and peeped through the door. I saw mom propped up on pillows. Then sighed, wincing slightly as she stretched
"I'm soooo sooore..." She sighed, slightly embarrassed. "My body feels like I've been hit by a truck. but..." She bit her lower lip, a dreamy expression crossing her face. "...last night was so good, it was everything I wished for." 

Venkat smiled and nodded encouragingly. "Just amazing Right!... Thank you so much, my sweet, sweet Geetha for last night! You pleasured me more than any girl ever did! You’re just amazing Geetha." Venkat kissed mom on her lips in affection.

Mom glowed with pleasure at the appreciation shown by Venkat and the love in her voice as she used it. "I'm pleased that I satisfied your lust”.

"You looked so very, very beautiful, sexy-- you always do, but especially so while you were with me... and afterwards... wow!"

"What happened last night was wonderful -- you were wonderful..." She began, sounding almost as if she had prepared a speech. "And it's great that it was something we both wanted and needed but..."

She drew in her breath, then placed her hands on Venkat’s and squeezed.

"Now I've had a taste of what things could be like, I can't go back to where I was before. I just can't!"

"I know, darling. And I don't want you to.”

Suddenly there was a call on my phone and I quickly went to it pick it up.

Oddly, it was my dad calling me. He was inquiring about my mother's phone being switched off. I simply replied that I didn't know about it and told him I was out with friends. I lied because I didn't know what to say. I didn't have the courage to tell him the truth about what was happening at home while he was away. I was unable to say that Venkat was doing things that my dad could never have imagined or dreamed of in his absence.

I contemplated for a moment before finally deciding to tell my mom that dad had called my phone inquiring about her phone being turned off. Since this whole mess was caused by my mother's actions, I figured it was only fitting that she should be the one to deal with the fallout and consequences.

As soon as I shouted that dad has called me. Mom immediately came outside and asked me what did he tell?

I told her exactly what dad was asking about her phone being switched off. Mom immediately asked Venkat to give her some privacy. 

Venkat attempted to interject something, but mother seemed utterly disinterested in whatever pompous ramblings were about to spew forth from his mouth. Mom briskly retreated to the sanctuary of her bedroom and unceremoniously shut the door right in Venkat's startled face. I must confess, I derived a certain degree of satisfaction from the gobsmacked expression that momentarily flitted across Venkat's countenance. Until that precise instant, he had been comporting himself in an insufferably arrogant fashion, as if the very notion that he belonged at our residence and thoroughly owned both my mother and everything else was a foregone conclusion. But the instant my father's authoritative voice rang out, that entire pretentious alpha male facade seemed to crumble to dust before our eyes. I found myself unable to suppress a slight chuckle at the absurdity of it all.

The cocky smirk on Venkat's face seemed to have faltered, replaced by a look of anger and disbelief as he stared at me. For the first time since his return, I found myself smirking back at him, relishing the way his eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched in frustration. The usual arrogance that always seemed to be plastered across his features had been wiped away, leaving behind a man who looked as though he'd been put in his place.

“Let’s go to our room, you messaged me about my mails not opening? Let’s check on it.”

We headed back to our room, where he checked the mail and we both tried to troubleshoot the issue. After some effort, we concluded that the mail had become encrypted due to some technical glitch. The only solution seemed to be deleting the current mail from my system and resending it from Venkat's system. However, there was a catch - Venkat had already deleted the two files and the recording from his system as a precautionary measure to protect my mom, leaving us without a clear way forward.

For the next few minutes, Venkat expressed his frustration about the email getting blocked, emphasizing that it contained a crucial chapter about my mother. He repeatedly mentioned that the video had the potential to reveal a significant transformation in her life, specifically how she evolved from being a wife to a more confident and liberated individual, which he referred to as a "HOT-WIFE".

After several minutes, my mom called us in for dinner. As we sat down to eat, I observed that the tension between my mom and Venkat, which had been palpable the night before, seemed to have dissipated. I wondered if my mom's fatigue was the reason for the more subdued atmosphere, or if there was something else at play.

“Venkat, you sleep in the guest room for tonight”

What? Why guest room?! 

“Sunil’s father might call me tonight. Also, I have some of my office work to complete.”

“Are you going to work tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I have to. I had taken half day off yesterday and today whole day.”

“Ok fine, why guest room? I will sleep in Sunil’s room.”

“No, Sunil has to go to his college tomorrow morning. He has missed his today’s class.”

“So what?”

“You both will play video games or keep talking whole night. I know Sunil just loves to hear anything about USA. But not tonight, Sunil might have to finish his assignment and go to bed early. His semester is approaching and I don’t want any hurdle in it.”

“But…Isn’t this bad. I came India for fun. You promised me too

Geetha. But now you want me to sleep in that guest room alone?”

“Venkat, please don't be immature. You're an adult now, so try to see things from a different perspective. Just because we can't do something right now, doesn't mean you won't have fun at all. In fact, I was thinking that tomorrow, after I get back from work, we can go catch a movie, go shopping, or do something else you'd enjoy. So, please be understanding and let's plan something for tomorrow.”

“Yes Venkat Anna, you should…”

“Shut up, you dumb nugget. Who gave you the right to speak in between us. What is this Geetha, how could he dare to speak in between us? show your son his position or I will teach him my way?

“Sunil, go to your room and complete your assignment. Also say sorry to Venkat Anna.”

“Sorry”

“Huh! Why don’t you give me that same smirk again Sunil?”

“What? What smirks Venkat? Did Sunil misbehave with you?”

“Yeah, few moments ago, Sunil seemed to have forgotten his place”

Why Sunil? why would you trouble Venkat? Knell down in front of him and say sorry to him now.

I did say sorry mom, why would I kneel?

Well say it now, in front of me. I want to hear it from your mouth and see you plead.

Why Mom? Why kneel? I just said sorry, it’s not a big of a deal, ask to Venkat anna.

Sunil, you need to understand your position. Without my intervention, that one slap from Venkat would have left you seeing stars. Venkat is older and more physically powerful and manly than you. You need to show respect for that, an accomplishment you could never hope to achieve. Now kneel and ask for his forgiveness.

Desperate and out of options, I resorted to the unthinkable. I kneeled before him, his smug, arrogant face leering down at my prostrate form. Shattered remnants of my pride and dignity lay scattered on the ground as I begged pathetically for his forgiveness, debasing myself utterly in the process.

I’m sorry Venkat anna. Please forgive me

Is it okay Venkat?

Yeah hhaahhaa! I just wanted to show this useless cuck his place.

Cuck?! What does it mean?!

I will tell you later about it Geetha. But tell me doesn’t it suits best on him? HAHHAH! Why the hell are you listening to our conversations cuck. Get lost!

Go to your room Sunil and don’t come out.

I stormed into my room, frustration and tears welling up inside me. His treatment of me was so unfair and infuriating. Just because I had laughed at him, he held it against me the entire time. Ugh, one of these days I'll give Venkat a taste of his own medicine. For a moment, I had foolishly hoped my mom had changed, but no, she was still completely under Venkat's thumb and influence. She is still his bitch.
 
That night, I put in some time working on my assignment before heading to bed at a reasonable hour. The next morning, I awoke early and my mother drove me to college. Throughout the entire ride, we didn't exchange a single word or even glance at each other. What was even more surprising was that she seemed completely indifferent to our lack of interaction. Just a few short days ago, she would eagerly pepper me with questions about my daily plans in the car, behaving like my best friend. But now, a palpable shift had occurred in her demeanour. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on with my mom lately. Her transformation from an engaged, caring parent to this distant figure was disorienting and unwelcome. One thing I did know for certain - I couldn't stand this evolution in our relationship one bit.
 
I returned in evening; to see Venkat watching the videos he has sent me. 
 
What are you doing?
 
Watching how your sexy mother looked with my dick inside her. Just look at her face Sunil, look how much she is savouring this moment of forbidden pleasure, her expression a mixture of ecstasy and shame as she revels in the illicit thrill of being taken by your own Cousin, the taboo delight of cheating on her husband with the man she trusted most, a woman normally so prim and proper now unrecognizably lost in depravity, wants, and lust, her countenance reflecting the overwhelming sensations radiating from her most intimate place as I fill and stretch her with my big cock, her eyes glazed over in blissful surrender, as I claim her in the most primal way possible, marking her as mine for all eternity in front of her own flesh and blood, the primal thrill of violating the sacred bond of matrimony and motherhood giving me an almost feral satisfaction.

“Thanks for reminding it again but yeah, I have seen it”

“Seems like you have gotten bore of it cuck. Well sorry from my part, that I couldn’t provide you the clips of most interesting date of your mother.”

“That’s okay”

“No, I want to make up for it.”

Please Venkat, I’m already tired. I don’t want to be part of your game.

Really, don’t want to witness with your eyes. You’re a cuck right? That’s what submissive cuck usually love to do.

Huh?!

Hahahah! Get ready Sunil, today I have surprise for you as well your sexy mother”

“What? What now?”

“Oh, come on cuck-boy, don’t raise your voice like that. Did you forget your position? what you have been doing till now?”

“I’m sorry, I just got startled, so my voice changed”

“Good, now get freshen up before your mother arrives”

Unbeknownst to me, his thoughts were churning like a tempestuous sea. Yet in the depths of my mind, a voice whispered an ominous warning - that this eerie stillness was merely the calm before the storm, an impending maelstrom that threatened to make landfall and unleash its full fury.

When my mother arrived, Venkat eagerly rushed up to her, proclaiming that they would be heading to the shopping mall, which he had personally selected. Curious, my mother inquired as to why a shopping mall? Venkat responded with a mysterious grin, saying that it was a surprise, and politely requested that she make haste in preparing herself.
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What will be Venkat's next card? Is he going to put his master card on play?
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Hello readers, do let me know, if you liked the plot. Suggestion are always welcome! 

[Ayush01111]

Bro ap sach me aise hi bete ko dikhana chate hai kya use badla nahi dilwaoge

[Ayush01111]

Bro ap sach me aise hi bete ko dikhana chate hai kya use badla nahi dilwaoge

Waiting for reply please let me know

[veenaimo]

excellent update, the mom enjoying the bully's dominance and want to show that to her son as well, the best is mom's explanation about venkat carrying her and throwing her dress on me... ha ha ha.. good one..

[Mortalbeast]

Bro ap sach me aise hi bete ko dikhana chate hai kya use badla nahi dilwaoge

This thread is titled journey of a cuckson.

[Mortalbeast]

excellent update, the mom enjoying the bully's dominance and want to show that to her son as well, the best is mom's explanation about venkat carrying her and throwing her dress on me... ha ha ha.. good one..

Thanks bro

[Ayush01111]

This thread is titled journey of a cuckson.

Par chuck banana hai to venket ko bhi bana do kar to liye usne maze kuch to bete ka bhala karo

[vramskool]

Waiting for update bro

[kohli2458]

Nice Updates Bro.... Waiting for more

[Mortalbeast]

I'm working on the update. Most probably, it will be tomorrow.

Thank you.

[Ayush01111]

I'm working on the update. Most probably, it will be tomorrow.

Thank you.

Matlab ki bete ko koi maza nahi degi na maa or venket aise hi sab ko humilate karega thoda to balance karo kahi to bete ko moka do

[Mortalbeast]

When my mother arrived, Venkat eagerly rushed up to her, proclaiming that they would be heading to the shopping mall, which he had personally selected. Curious, my mother inquired as to why a shopping mall? Venkat responded with a mysterious grin, saying that it was a surprise, and politely requested that she make haste in preparing herself.
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Continues...….

It was a warm midsummer Friday evening as we prepared to head out on the town as asked by Venkat. The sweltering heat made casual summer attire the obvious choice. I slipped into my jeans and a shirt, ready to go. However, my mother was still preoccupied for too long with her own preparations. I let out an exasperated huff, wondering aloud just how long she intended to keep us waiting around.
 
Just then I heard chuckle. It was Venkat, and I have to say that he looked quite muscular for some odd reasons. I know he had clearly been working out because his powerful upper body was very well presented in a close-fitting white polo shirt and the tight buttocks, I knew many women had secretly admired for a long time - and which I had seen rising and falling between my mom’s open thighs - were displayed to great effect by a pair of tailored chinos.
 
Damn! Venkat knows how to dress to impress. How does he look that good? Maybe I should start going to gym. But will I look that good like him?
 
My rain of thoughts was stopped by Venkat. As he asked me what I was murmuring. I had to tell something else or else he will be even more cocky towards me.
 
Emmm…...It’s getting late. Mom is taking too much time. I don’t know why she is taking so much time today? She is usually quick in getting dressed.
 
Venkat flashed me a knowing grin. "Just give her some space and respect, cuck,". "Geetha should look extra special for me tonight. Don’t you think?!" he said with a wink
 
I knew Venkat had planned something big. As he was in the house, whole day, he took all his time to plan a seditious tale. 

After some time had passed, mom finally emerged from her bedroom. As soon as my eyes fell upon her, a shiver ran through me, leaving goosebumps on my skin. I could hardly believe it - just the sight of my mother wearing a saree was enough to give me an erection.



She had dbangd a beautiful blue chiffon saree around herself. The fabric flowed and hugged her figure in all the right places, highlighting every single curve of her body. Her saree was tied low on her waist, exposing her deep navel since it sat well below her belly button.

She wore a white sleeveless blouse that had a deep, plunging neckline. The thin, flimsy material of the blouse struggled to contain her ample 34C breasts. It was clear that she had opted to wear a strapless bra under the blouse, as the delicate blouse likely wouldn't support a regular bra with straps.

Mom had applied only light touch of make-up due to the heat - eyeliner, a touch of mascara and some lip gloss. Her shoulder length silky hair tied in usual ponytail and she put on her favourite stiletto heels. With the heels on she was looking 2 inches taller. Although I never had any incest feeling towards her but looking at her that day, I genuinely thought she was one hell of a sexy woman and lot of men are going to have raging hard on that night just by looking at her like that.

Mom instantly asked Venkat how she looked to which Venkat looked mesmerised. His jaws had dropped a bit before he steadied himself and said "you look ravishing Geetha, I can already feel movement in my pant".

Mom immediately gave him a side eye citing my presence and was surely shying as Venkat kept ogling at her like a hungry tiger eying its prey.

My emotions at that moment were quite complex, a curious mix of pride and jealousy swirling within me. On one hand, I felt a deep sense of pride swelling in my chest as I gazed upon my beautiful mother, radiant with joy and love. Yet on the other hand, an unexpected tinge of jealousy gnawed at me as I watched Venkat bask in her affection, a part of me yearning for that spotlight to shine on me instead.

Venkat then announced that we would be taking a cab, which prompted a surprised reaction from my mom. "Why a cab, when we have our own car?" she asked, offering to drive herself. However, Venkat quickly intervened, saying, "No, Geetha, you've been working hard enough. I want you to relax and enjoy the ride, not tire yourself out driving."

Venkat ran his fingers along my mom’s side hair, across her eye while eying that too in front of me. I could see mom melting slowly and unconsciously getting into his arms.



Mmmh…. Sunil, go and check your room. See if you have forgotten anything. Then lock it.

I haven’t forgotten anything mom, we can lock all room at once when we will be ready to leave.

I could see mom fuming with anger and looked at me for few seconds. Then she turned and went to her room, murmuring ‘I forgot something…’

Venkat strode across the hallway as if to go into the bedroom, then stopped suddenly in the doorway. Retracing his steps, he looked across me and grinned commenting ‘I explained your position earlier Sunil. You are a cuck. You have to behave like a cuck. The quick you accept it; least painful it would be.’ Then he walked straight inside where my beautiful mom obviously must be waiting for him.

I crumbled on the couch with thoughts going all over, thinking what he just said. Should I accept? But how does cuck behave? What is he expecting me to do?

After a short while, noises soon began to filter through the thin internal wall. First there was that unusual giggling of my mom then the low tones of Venkat's masculine voice followed by the familiar higher whispering notes of mom. Her words were indecipherable but she sounded happy and excited. There were more words from them both, then I heard my mom’s approaching Payal noise.

Sunil, close all door and lock it. Till then, Venkat will book a cab.

I did as my mom asked, making my way through the house, shutting and locking each door. By the time I got to the main entrance, it was clear Venkat had already called for a cab.

The taxi pulled up shortly thereafter. Venkat chivalrously helped my mother into the vehicle, his arm gently resting at her waist as a gentlemanly gesture. They took their seats in the back, leaving me to sit up front beside the driver.

After a few minutes of travel, I glanced over at the driver. I noticed he was constantly adjusting the rear-view mirror and glancing at it. At first, I paid it little mind, but as the minutes ticked by with minimal traffic on the road, I found myself wondering why he kept eyeing that mirror so intently. So, I leaned back in my seat and tried to catch a glimpse of what had so thoroughly captivated the driver's attention. What I saw made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. The driver had angled the mirror to give himself a perfect view of my mother in the backseat. Suddenly, he caught my glare and I felt a surge of anger welling up inside me. But I bit my tongue, knowing that confronting him about his lecherous behaviour would only cause an ugly scene.



After a couple of minutes, we were travelling at high speed on the motorway. I glanced over at the driver and saw he was still looking in the rear-view mirror. This was getting on my nerves and I wanted to inform about this creepy driver to Venkat. So, I tried to peek at the back seat. Although it was dark outside, the motorway streetlights provided enough illumination for me to see Venkat with his arm dbangd around my mother's shoulder. They were gazing into each other's eyes, chatting and laughing like a pair of love-struck newlyweds. This infuriated me even more than before.

Feeling a little guilty that I was not quite able to put a stop to things, I glanced guiltily in the mirror to see what was happening in the back seat and whether Venkat or mom had noticed that a stranger is watching them. 

I was utterly shocked and humiliated by the scandalous spectacle before my eyes as I peered into the taxi's backseat. The unthinkable scene played out in vivid detail - Venkat brazenly grasping my mother's delicate hand in his own, his free hand boldly venturing towards the alluring expanse of her exposed navel. To my absolute disbelief and revulsion, mom wantonly guided his wandering fingers still deeper into the sultry depths of her navel, erupting into a peal of giggles at this brazen public display. Venkat joined in her mirthful laughter, his fingers now shamelessly probing and teasing the intimate recesses of her bellybutton with reckless abandon, the two acting like lovestruck adolescents without a care in the world for their surroundings or propriety. Tears of shame stung my eyes as I struggled to process the reality that the woman who raised me could so callously discard any semblance of maternal modesty or decorum.



I felt it so ridiculous that I turned front and tried to divert my mind by looking at the traffic and roads. At this point I couldn’t understand upon whom should I anger? My own mother, who is brazenly exposing herself, Venkat, who deliberately Pelling away my mom’s dignity or this stranger who is happily spectating all this scandalous event?

After a while, there was traffic stop approaching but I felt our car wasn’t stopping and there was whole lot of traffic ahead. With tensed I shouted at the driver “Hey watch out, break! Break!! Break!!

As I glanced over at the driver, he appeared to be in a confused state of mind, his full attention still fixated on the rear-view mirror. Meanwhile, one of his hands was busily rubbing and scratching at his crotch area in an absentminded manner, clearly preoccupied with some private discomfort or distraction.

Seeing him in this condition, I looked back and completely dumbstruck to see Venkat removing his hand from my mom’s blouse. While my mom was leaned on the seat, her face looked flushed and red, saree slightly misplaced. One thing which gave me goosebumps was seeing mom correcting her bra and buttoning her blouse.



What the hell is Venkat doing to my mom? Why was her blouse opened? She was correcting her inner bra too. How did she even allow such bizarre act in a taxi.

However, I composed rather quickly and tried to shower all of my pent-up anger on the cab driver. Although I was angry and tried to look tough but honestly, even I could feel my weak voice breaking with intrusive thoughts. Still holding together, I tried to think like Venkat and what he would have done in this instance.  

That was close driver! Why don’t you pay more attention on the road. Why were you keep looking in the rear-view mirror? You are not driving backwards? Focus on the road and drive us safe till our destination. Can you do that?  I groaned with shaky voice and goosebump all over my body. This is first time in my life, I’m shouting on a stranger or anyone other than my friends.

Yes sir, I’m sorry, I... I was looking at the approaching lorry from the back. 

Venkat groaned with smile “With twin headlights?”

Driver again looking at rear view mirror “Yes sir”

Venkat “was it good”

Driver with smile said “The best I had seen sir. I never knew headlight bulbs could be so round and pointy.”

Venkat with smile “best in the town, right?”

Driver looking back through rear view mirror “Best in the state sir. She is truly gorgeous and God gifted”

That’s when strangely I heard my mom’s giggles while still correcting her saree. Then she said “will you concentrate on the road and not damage the truck please?”

Driver with a bigger smile “of course madam, I won’t let anything happen to such a premium truck with God gifted headlights and bulbs. Such a magnificent piece of art”

Mom kept giggling while listening to driver and said “you all men are so desperate”

Venkat with a smirk said “men will be men”. 

Honestly, I didn’t understand a word of them. What are they talking about? Truck; headlight; bulb; Does that even make sense? Why didn’t Venkat understand that this creepy driver was looking at my mom all the while and not at any truck.

Getting frustrated and seeing no other option. I thought to message Venkat. At least, when he knows about what this creepy driver is doing, I’m sure he will hit him. So, I sent him messages on Instagram. But there wasn’t any notification noise. So, I sent again on WhatsApp. Again, there wasn’t any notification noise from his phone. Frustrated, I looked back to direct him to check his phone. But What I witnessed, gave me a perspective, why Venkat isn’t bothered about his phone?

I saw Mom resting her head on Venkat's shoulders while he was caressing her with a tender, almost reverent touch. His expert hands seemed to dance across her body, starting at her delicate fingers and slowly tracing a path up her arms before gently stroking the smooth skin of her neck before gradually moving to a more intimate position on her butt, beneath which, the edge of her fine blue chiffon saree dbangd her brown shapely ass.





Slowly, Venkat's fingers began to move downwards in a slow and twisting motion, like a snake navigating through grass, with it my heart beat began to rise but all this while my mom just kept biting her lips and remained silent, offering no resistance. His fingers continued their gentle yet deliberate exploration, slowly making their way up her leg until they reached her knee. From there, he started to carefully pull her saree upwards. My body started shivering at what I was witnessing in car. At this point mom made some half-hearted objections. Undeterred, Venkat looked in her eye and whispered something to mom and his hand persisted in its gradual ascent, eventually raising up her saree to just above her knees, his movements patient yet insistent. Just then I felt, a hard-on.





Thinking, all this storm would settle, I tried to calm myself down. just then Venkat’s hand began sliding up underneath mom's saree. I instantly jolted on my front seat and began trembling in shock and might be in excitement too. Although I have seen Venkat fuck my mom but this brazen act inside the car was making me quite nervous and excited. I could see his fingers grazing my mom’s bare skin just above her knee.
 
Just then, Mom placed her own hand firmly on top of his, as if to halt his advances. Both of them froze, locked in an intense stare. Venkat’s hand remained poised high up her thigh, stroking her smooth flesh while the taxi driver's eyes flicked back and forth between the road and the rearview mirror, taking in the scandalous scene unfolding in the backseat. To utter shame, all this was making me excited and many more emotions kept running through me causing me shiver and sweat like a maniac. Is this what cuck usually do? Is this who I’m?  
 
Diverting my focus on back seat, I saw my mom made no move to withdraw Venkat’s wandering hand, seemingly content to let his fingers remain right where they were, a silent permission for him to continue his surreptitious exploration of her body in front of taxi driver and her own son. As if her desires seemed to have overcome all shame. Was it possible for all woman to follow their desire or is it Venkat’s expert ministration that overwhelmingly pushing my mom’s desire over everything.
 
A sudden gasp or moan of my mom from my back seat startled me and pulled me out of my imagination. Glancing over, I saw her saree was hiked up even more than before, exposing her shapely legs and intimating at her motherly thighs. Her eyes fluttered closed, there was a noticeable pink flush on her cheeks as she let out another muffled whimper, her breathing becoming heavy and laboured.



 

From my vantage point, I couldn't quite make out what was happening, but the tense, rippling muscles in Venkat's forearm and wrist told a tale. I could only assume that his hands were busy exploring the smooth, bare expanse of my mother's thighs or somewhere even more deeper, eliciting those breathy whimpers from her lips.
 
Suddenly there was a loud groan AGGHhh…. Urhhh…
 
It was the driver’s grunt that startled us all. Venkat's hand returned reluctantly to the seat and mom tried to recover her composure by correcting her saree, pretending that nothing had happened.
 
Then I composed myself too and sat straight. I slightly turned towards the cab driver to see him panting and sweating. What happened to him? Did he get heart attack or something, I thought to myself.
 
Seems like, you are having too much fun!! Groaned Venkat from back.
 
What? Did he see me spectating my mom’s scandalous affair in car? Oh no, now he will torment me like anything. Mom will also know about it. What will I say to her?
 
Thinking all this, as I was about to decline……
 
“Sorry sir, it’s just I couldn’t help myself”
 
HAHAHA!! Of course I heard you couldn’t control yourself. What led you to such helplessness?
 
Sir…...It…. I….
 
Truck tire?! Or those smooth noises it created?
 
Both sir…. both…. I’m sorry sir…
 
No, it’s okay! I can understand your condition. Afterall I’m a man too. HHAAAHHAA!!
 
What are they talking about? Truck tire? I looked back through window, to see there wasn’t any truck behind us? Then why did this driver grunt so loudly? Upon taking a closer look at the driver, I noticed a large, wet stain on his pants near the crotch area.
 
"This is crazy! The taxi driver actually came while looking at my mom's legs and naked thighs? That's so wrong, a total stranger cumming after seeing my mom's gorgeous legs. It's actually hot and erotic that a stranger enjoyed my mom’s beauty but it's completely wrong!"
 
H…how was the truck tire? Was it good? Shuddered mom as if trembling or shaking with words.
 
Gorgeous! Madam, just gorgeous! I’m sorry madam, I don’t know the right word to describe.
 
For a poor man such as myself, something so exquisite is simply a figment of my imagination or confined to the silver screen. You've graciously brought this fantasy to vivid life before my very eyes. Madam, this has been the most extraordinary and memorable journey of my life.
 
Wait, why is he thanking my mom for his fantasy on truck? But where is the truck? I didn’t see any truck? What are they talking about? Is he tricking my mom?
 
HAHAHHA!! Of course, this should be your best journey. Thanks to this amazing truck; grunted Venkat in excitement.
 
Men…will be…. men; exclaimed mom
 
Suddenly all of them erupted laughing except me. I couldn’t understand much of their word. It seemed like they were talking in some code language. I tried hard to put these words in alignment. Ignoring them and their coded conversation, I focused on constructing and decoding their earlier conversation.
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[masti.bhai]

Awesome erotica. Keep doing it.

[Paty@123]

Kindly update

[kohli2458]

Nice fucking hot Update...... Eagerly waiting for the Shopping mall episode of venkat with my Mom