Adultery The Motherly Slut of Paschim Vihar

[Sage_69]

Bro thinking his mom will get hunted but it seems mom is the hunter.

[Sher@khaan]

Hot story

[Yash121]

Mind-blowing update

[mahamatherchod]

finally

[Uvaaaa]

Finally waited is over update soon

[bikiniking]

Thanks everyone.

Next part coming in a couple of hours!!! :)

[bikiniking]

I slipped out of Spice Route before they could finish their drinks, my heart hammering like I'd just faced a yorker from Bumrah.

The Delhi night air hit me like a slap, but it did nothing to cool the fire raging in my veins. My bike roared to life, and I weaved through the traffic back to Paschim Vihar, my mind a whirlwind of images Mom's leopard-print leggings clinging to her curves, Sahil's hand on her thigh, her lips parting in that breathy laugh. I hated myself for the bulge in my pants, for the way my body betrayed me while my brain screamed to stop this madness. But I couldn't. Not yet.

By the time I got home, I parked the bike a block away and snuck in through the back gate, careful not to trip the sensor lights. The house was dark, just as I'd left it. I hid in my room upstairs, but left the door cracked, positioning myself in the shadows of the hallway where I could peer down into the living room. The stairs gave me a perfect vantage point - close enough to hear every whisper, every rustle. My phone buzzed once; Mayank asking if I was okay but I silenced it. This was my vigil now.

Headlights swept the driveway about 20 minutes later. I heard the car door slam, then Mom's giggle floating through the night like a siren's call. "Sahil, behave! What if the neighbors see?" Her voice was playful, slurred just a bit from the cocktails. Sahil's low chuckle followed.

"Aunty, with you looking like that, the neighbors would be jealous. You're the queen of Paschim Vihar tonight."

They stumbled through the front door, Mom kicking off her heels with a sigh of relief, her bare feet padding on the marble floor. She looked even more intoxicating under the soft glow of the living room lamp, her top had ridden up slightly during the drive, exposing a sliver of her midriff, and those leggings... God, they molded to her ass like they were painted on, the leopard print screaming wild and untamed. Sahil closed the door behind them, his eyes devouring her as he tossed his keys on the side table. He was bolder now, the alcohol loosening whatever restraint he had left.

Mom turned to him, her hair slightly disheveled, strands framing her flushed face.

"That was fun, Sahil. I haven't danced like that since... well, college." She leaned against the wall, her chest rising and falling, the tight top straining against her 36D breasts. I could see the outline of her bra through the fabric, lacy and black, peeking out just enough to tease.

Sahil stepped closer, his hand brushing her arm. "You were amazing out there, Aunty. The way you moved... it was like you were made for the spotlight. Or maybe just for me." His voice dropped, laced with that double meaning he loved-spotlight like a star, or spotlight like the center of his dirty fantasies.

She swatted his chest lightly, but her hand lingered, fingers tracing the buttons of his shirt.

"Flatterer. You know, back in college, boys like you would say anything to get a girl alone. But I'm no girl. I'm a mother. Bunty's mother." There was a teasing edge to her words, like she was reminding him (or herself?) of the line they were crossing, but her eyes sparkled with mischief.

Sahil grinned, pulling her gently toward the couch.

"Oh, I know. That's what makes you so irresistible. A mother with fire in her veins. Come on, let's relax. You've been on your feet all night - let me take care of you, Mere dost ki Chikni Mummy."

He guided her to sit, then knelt in front of her, his hands sliding down to her calves. "These leggings... they're killer. But your legs must be sore from all that dancing."

Mom bit her lip, leaning back as he massaged her feet, his thumbs pressing into the arches. "Mmm, that feels good. You're full of surprises, Sahil. Most boys your age wouldn't know how to pamper a woman." Her voice was husky, the double meaning dripping pamper like a massage, or pamper like spoiling her in bed.

He looked up at her, his hands inching higher, kneading her calves now. "I like taking my time, Aunty. Rushing is for amateurs. You deserve to be savored... Butter chicken ki gravy type, Hot, buttery, and leaving you wanting more." His fingers traced circles on her skin through the thin fabric, creeping toward her knees.

She laughed softly, her legs parting just a fraction as she shifted. "Careful, Sahil. You keep talking like that, and I might think you're trying to spice things up a bit too much. What would Bunty say if he knew his friend was playing chef in his mom's kitchen?"

Sahil's hands paused at her knees, then slid upward, bold now, massaging her thighs. The leggings stretched under his touch, and I could see the outline of his fingers pressing into the soft flesh.

Sahil - "Bunty? He'd probably thank me for keeping you happy while his dad's away. Besides, every kitchen needs a little heat to make the best dishes. You're the main course, Aunty - curvy, juicy, and oh-so-tempting. Tennu te main tem laga ke khavanga (I'll take my time eating you)."

Mom's breath hitched, her hand reaching down to tangle in his hair. "You're naughty. But... don't stop. It feels too good." She pulled him up gently, and he rose to sit beside her on the couch, their bodies pressing together. His arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her close, while his free hand rested on her thigh, fingers drawing lazy patterns that inched higher with each stroke.

They cuddled like that for a moment, her head resting on his shoulder, her curves molding against his side. "You know," she murmured, her fingers playing with the collar of his shirt, "I haven't felt this... alive in years. Your energy, Sahil, it's infectious. Like a young stallion ready to run wild."

"stallion - Vo kya hota hai Aunty"

She giggled "MATLAB, ghodiyon ke astabal ka eklauta ghoda (sole Male horse in an stable)". They both laughed as he caressed his hands all over my mother's curvy body.

He chuckled, his hand sliding up her thigh, dangerously close to the apex now. "Stallion, huh? Well, Aunty, if I'm the stallion, you're the mare that's got me all riled up. Soft, warm, and begging to be ridden." His words hung heavy, the double entendre blatant - ridden like a horse, or ridden in the heat of passion. His fingers brushed the seam of her leggings, pressing just enough to make her squirm.

Mom gasped softly, her hips shifting toward his touch. "Sahil... you're playing with fire. What if I get burned? Or worse, what if I like it?" Her hand slid down his chest, tracing the muscles under his shirt, stopping at his belt. She tugged playfully. "You've got quite the... package here. All wrapped up and ready for unwrapping?"

He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. "Unwrap it, Aunty. I've been dying to show you what's inside. It's big, hard, and all for you. Think you can handle it?" His hand finally cupped her pussy between her legs, rubbing gently through the fabric, the leopard print wrinkling under his palm. He kept softly caressing her pussy though her leggings...



She started to giggle and wiggle a bit. She placed her hand on his crotch and moaned, low and throaty, her body arching into his touch. "Mmm, feels like a handful. But I'm a Punjabi woman—we handle big things with ease. Just don't rush; let's savor the tease." Her fingers dipped lower, grazing the bulge in his jeans.

They kept cuddling for some time, then Sahil stood up in. Mom stood near to him and told him "Sahil, undress me". While saying this she was looking in his eye with deep lust and a hungry animalistic hunger. He stood there ogling her whole body deciding what he should do. When he didn’t act she smiled in a teasing way again "if u want to undress me then go ahead, but keep it a secret or else I will tell Sahil what you did to me". They both laughed.

Sahil went ahead with his watering mouth and trembling hands. He clutched her waist with his hand and hugged her very tightly and said "thank you". Mom gasped and opened her mouth to reply, but didn’t say anything and remained silent. She lifted her hand gently and he pulled her top out and threw it on the floor. He pushed heron the couch and she lifted her legs.. he pulled at her leggings.. slowly taking them out. 

Mom teased "Sharam nahi aa rahi apni mummy ki age ki lady ko nanga karte"

"Abhi se kya sharam, abhi to aur bhot kuch karna hai" They both laughed. He threw her leggings on her top on the floor. He stared at her body with his heart beating fast. She looked like some hot porn star in that tiny bra which were protecting her boobs and her v-shaped panty was more sensual. Her boobs were perfectly round and bigger than average size. Her skin was shining like she had just taken shower.

Her fair body was a contrast to her black bra and panty. His rod started throbbing and was clearly visible through his pants. Mom wasn't looking at his face due to some little bit of shame I guess. She knew was showing herself to her son’s horny friend. My dick started to bulge again.

I don't know how Sahil was feeling, but for sure WAS HORNY FOR MY MOM, and in this moment I was ready to FUCK her.



He pulled her up and hugged her tightly and let his cock push into her. Mom sighed when his hard cock pushed into her hip, a deep horny inhale. He sensed that she was cool with his rod pushing into her so he decided to have her a glimpse of it to turn her on. He made her lie down on the couch and took off his pants. slowly!

As soon as he removed his underwear, his 8 inch thick cock sprang out. When she saw his cock she opened her mouth in disbelief at its size. ‘It was paining so I had to remove my underwear"

Mom just stared at his cock open mouthed. I have never seen such a huge cock like this in real life. Mine was barely 5 inches, just like most indian men. I saw mom ogling that cock with hunger and it made my cock twitch.

Without wasting time he jumped onto her and both feel into the couch, him on top of MY MOM. First he kissed onto her cheeks, she smile and blushed. Then he kissed on her pink and smooth lips, small pecks. But she didn’t part her lips, playfully resisting his kisses. He tried two to three times. But she didn’t give in and turned her head to her left giggling and teasing him.

And slowly she put her arms around him, my naked friend on top of my bra and panty clad mother. And she opened her mouth. Her eyes widened, Sahil was a strongly built boy very energetic. He had caught hold of both her hands above her hands. She gave in, lustfully kissing him deep. In the silence of the night only sounds like ‘mmmmm’ ‘Pffmmmmmmm’ ‘MMMMMMMM’ were being heard.

Their tongue met each other in their mouth. He started licking her tongue. He was kissing very passionately. This went around for two minutes and both settled into a kissing rythm, like partsof a perfect machinery. He placed one of his hands on her boobs and pressed it gently… She took a deep breath. He then put both his hands to work while still lip locked. 

He pressed her left boob with left hand and her right boob with right hand. Mom closed her eyes and started getting into the mood. Itook out my dick and started to slowly jerk off.

Sahil kept kissing her and at the same time he was massaging her boobs with more force. Meanwhile he adjusted himself and lay completely on her so that his dick pressed onto her hip. Mom shivered once on the instant when his dick pressed her vagina and she moved her tongue more into his mouth. He was making her go crazy with his kiss, fondling and dick pressing. Her breathing became more deep and fast.

Mom started making noise little by little. After 5-10 minutes he broke of the kiss and eyed her neck and started licking the left side of neck. Mom started breathing through her mouth now. She was loving the 8 inch cock rubbing over her crotch. He then changed the side and then bit her on right on the nape of her neck.

She moaned slightly. He then proceeded downward towards her chest, and inspected each and every inch of her chest and boobs, her skin. She giggled "Like it?"

"Love it my Punjabi patola" Both laughed.

He pressed Mom's right boob a little and watched the flesh in her boob swelling. He did the same to the left boob and then started pressing both of the boobs simultaneously increasing the force on her boobs. I loved the way her boobs swelled when he pressed them. Always knew she had good set of boobs, but it was the first time I am looking at them with lust, and damn, they are splendid!!

Mom's breathing increased and her chest was responding to his fondling. When he pressed, she breathed in and her chest would move up more. More than that he was also loving her expressions on my Mom's beautiful face. They both were going mad with excitement and his dick was going restless between her shining thighs.

What a FUCKING HOT BITCGH MY MOTHER IS, was all I could think of. Almost like a porn-start. Maybe even hotter.

Sahil increased the speed and fondled her boobs more rapidly. He smiled to himself when she started breathing heavily with her mouth and her eyes closed in excitement. Lust and craziness overcome his gentle fondling and he pressed her right boob very so hard that she let out a cry - "Aahhh"



‘Aaaaaaaaahh’. He squeezed both boobs very hard and she kept moaning ‘aaaaaaaa’ ‘ooooouuuuuhh’ ‘aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh’ with closed eyes. She lifted her head to sit up but in no time Sahil kissed her lips and forced her to lie down on the bed and kept squeezing her juicy and firm boobs. Mon clutched her fingers into a fist with excitement and then undid her fist. But again she lifted her hands above her head and caught the pillow in her fist.

Sahil now placed his tongue’s tip between the cleavage of her boobs covered with black bra and moved his tongue upwards towards chest, then the neck. She had goose bumps on the touch of his tongue and cold saliva on her chest. He licked her chest and then digging into her cleavage and wriggling his face into her cleavage left and right. Her moans increased. He started biting her boobs without removing her black bra. She moaned even more louder. ’aaaaa’aaaa’ ‘sssssssh”aaaaaaaaaaa’. He then kept pressing her boobs and placed his face on her smooth tummy. She shivered and moaned louder ‘aaaahhhh’

‘Ooohhhhhuuuuuu ….uuhhhhhhma…’aaaah” aaah.. Mummaaa’ and she started lifting her tummy upwards. He licked her smooth tummy in circular motion and pressed his face into her tummy and kissed. He kissed and kissed her tummy. Mom's sexy waist vibrated up and down. Whole room was full of sounds of his wet kisses like ‘sssslurp’ and heavy breathing and moaning from Mom.

Mom's almost naked body had his saliva everywhere and her hands above her head twitching the pillow exposing her fair and smooth armpits. He moved up and licked her smooth and fair armpits. She giggled a little ‘sssssss”ssshhh’ ‘aaaah’ and tried to remove his head from there. But nothing worked and he kept licking her left armpit with loud noises.

Her armpits were hairless. When she could not take it anymore and tried to cover her armpit, he immediately moved his mouth to right armpit and licked it like a mad dog. It excited Mom very much but she kept moving her body here and there and her legs moved up and down. Sahil caught hold of both her smooth and fair hands and took it above their heads. Now he kissed her armpits freely and licked and tortured her both armpits till the whole area was overflowing with is saliva. He liked the way she resisted his armpit licking and wriggled her body under him. The more she tried to wriggle, the more his dick pressed her pussy region.

It was a sight to behold, a hungry Beast devouring the Beauty!!

He then took both her wrists in one hand and with the left hand started playing and squeezing her boobs. She again started moaning loudly. ‘Aaaahhhhhh”aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah’

He then licked her shoulders and in the process removed the right strap of her black bra with his teeth . The black bra was contrast against her fair skin was very sexy. He then moved the right strap down even more till her nipples were exposed. His happiness knew no bounds when he got to look at her pink nipples.

My mom had perfect boobs, right size and firmness, and pinkish areola witj perfect pink nipples, each almost 1.5 cm in length.

Sahil spitted on her nipple and then started licking it and then suddenly bit the nipple with his teeth and she moaned ‘aaaaaaaah’ ‘uuuuuhhhmaaaa’ he then took her whole nipple into his mouth. He then looked at her face and pinched her right nipple very hard and saw her expression. Mom opened her mouth wide open and moaned loudly with the part of her face covered with her silky dark hair.

Sahil pulled the left boob out of its bra and started pinching both the nipples and started moving both of them sideways holding her nipples while she kept moaning ‘sssshhh’ aaahhhiilll’ and moved her head sideways full of lust. Almost 30 minutes had passed. The whole room was full of her moans and their kisses and licking.

Sahil turned mom around and bit on the backside of her smooth shoulder. Mom's face was facing the pillow lifted her head up with closed eyes. He stopped for a moment to have a eyeful of her voluptuous body under him. 

Mom's fair body was shining which was in contrast with her black bra and panty. Her waist was so sexy and her sexy buttocks below looked so hot. Sahil bent down and bit her waist madly and licked it and then went down. He started rubbing his hand on her thighs and started licking her thighs and biting everywhere on her perfectly shaped thighs and she started moaning in pain and ecstasy. He then lifted her legs and licked there too.

Then again he went to her back started biting her back and neck from behind. He then removed the other strap too and then unlocked her bra and licked there too. He made her turn around and then went towards her thighs and started biting and licking her inner thighs near her vagina. She again started moaning loudly and let go of the pillow and moved her hands downwards and inserted her fingers into his hair and every now and then she lift her head up in ecstasy. He then looked at her naked boobs and moved up and started eating her boobs and chest. Her boobs had turned red due to his assault.

Meanwhile he started rubbing her vagina from above her panty with his left hand. Mom was in heaven but suddenly Sahil stopped. "Aunty I'm about to cum"

Mom's eyes fluttered open, heavy with lust, as she looked down at Sahil hovering above her, his face twisted in urgency.

"Don't stop now, Sahil... cum on me," she whispered breathlessly, her voice a sultry command that sent a shiver through the room.

She arched her back, presenting her reddened breasts and toned stomach like a canvas, her hands guiding his throbbing cock toward her skin.

"Paint me with it, beta!! let me feel your heat all over my body."

Sahil groaned, his body tensing as he stroked himself furiously, ropes of hot cum erupting and splattering across her chest and abdomen in thick, glistening streaks. Mom moaned softly, her fingers already dipping into the warm mess, tracing patterns over her nipples and down her belly, savoring the sticky warmth as if it were a forbidden elixir.

She played with it languidly, scooping some onto her fingertips and bringing it to her lips for a teasing taste, her eyes locked on his with a wicked smile.



"Mmm, so sweet and salty - just like you," she purred, rubbing the remnants into her skin like lotion, her body glistening under the dim light.

Sahil leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues dancing one last time as he cupped her face.

Finally, he pulled away, adjusting his clothes with a satisfied grin.

"I should go before Bunty wakes up, Aunty. But this... this isn't over."

He stole one more quick peck before slipping out the door, leaving Mom lounging on the couch, still toying with his cum on her skin, a secretive smile playing on her lips as I remained hidden, my heart pounding in shock and unwanted arousal.


To be continued...

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[Uvaaaa]

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[bikiniking]

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Thank you! Let's see how it goes. I've certain ideas in my head. Will see if that can work well here.

[Sage_69]

Is every mother with a son named bunty always hot? lol

[bikiniking]

Is every mother with a son named bunty always hot? lol

  hahaha! In the next one I'll find another name for the character :P

[Sage_69]

  hahaha! In the next one I'll find another name for the character :P

No need. A boy with "Bunty" name feels like he will let his mother fuck other men and won't tell his dad if she just let him watch or give a blowjob. Easy to maintain son. Lol.

[bikiniking]

I couldn't shake the image from my mind -the way Sahil's hands roamed over my mom's body, her moans echoing through the house like some forbidden symphony. It had been days since that night at Spice Route, where I'd followed them and watched from the shadows as their "dinner" turned into a heated display of touches and whispers.

Back home, they'd escalated to full-on foreplay on the couch, her leopard-print leggings peeled away, his mouth devouring her curves while she played with his cum like it was the sweetest nectar. I'd hidden upstairs, my heart pounding, my body betraying me with an erection I couldn't ignore. And now, here I was, Bunty, sitting across the dining table from them, pretending everything was normal.

Mom - Seema Arora, though I'd never call her that to her face; and Sahil were deep in conversation, their voices low and laced with that intimate laughter that made my stomach churn with jealousy. Sahil wasn't family; he was my college buddy, the guy I'd shared cricket practices with, the one who'd wormed his way into our home under the guise of "helping out."

At first, Mom had resented him - yelling about extra mouths to feed, her Punjabi temper flaring like a summer storm. But now? She was all smiles, her full lips curving as she leaned in, her salwar kameez hugging her 36D breasts and wide hips in a way that made it hard to look away. At 38, she was a vision - creamy skin, long black hair that fell like silk, and eyes that could melt steel. And Sahil, that cocky 18-year-old with his boyish grin and lean build, was eating it up.

Watching them, I felt a twisted envy. Mom had stopped nagging me about studies; instead, she doted on Sahil, and he lapped it up like a puppy - or more like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Mom laughed suddenly, a rich, throaty sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "Oh, Sahil, you're terrible! Telling jokes like that at dinner."

I forced a smile. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing, beta," Mom said, her eyes twinkling as she glanced at Sahil. "Sahil was just sharing a silly story. Hey, he brought a new movie CD. Finish your dinner, and we'll watch it in my room. I'll make chai for us please."

I shook my head, feigning exhaustion. "Nah, I'm beat. Practice was killer today." Truth was, I'd spent the last two nights with a girl from college - her parents out of town, us tangled in sheets for hours. But really, I couldn't stomach watching them "watch a movie." Not after what I'd seen.

Mom pouted playfully, her lips full and inviting. "Come on, Bunty. You never have time for us anymore."


Sahil grinned at me, that knowing smirk making my blood boil. "Yeah, man. It'll be fun."

I mumbled an excuse and retreated to my room, collapsing on the bed. The house was quiet, but my mind raced with flashbacks - Mom's moans as Sahil bit her thighs, her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. I drifted off, but thirst woke me around 1 AM. Groggy, I stumbled to the kitchen for water, then heard it - a soft giggle from upstairs.

My heart raced. Mom's room. Lights seeped under the door. I crept closer, kneeling at the keyhole like that fateful night. What I saw hit me like a cricket ball to the gut.

Mom was on the edge of the bed, topless, her saree and blouse discarded in a heap.



Her creamy breasts heaved, nipples hard and dark like chocolate buds. Sahil, fully naked, knelt before her, his mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking greedily while his hand pinched the other. Mom's fingers wrapped around his thick cock, stroking it slowly, her thumb circling the swollen head, smearing precum along the shaft.

I froze, my breath shallow. This was my mom - the woman who'd scolded me for dirty shoes, now whimpering as Sahil's tongue flicked her nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. Her hand pumped him faster, the veins on his cock bulging under her grip.

"Mmm, Sahil... you're so hard for Aunty," she purred, her voice husky with lust.

He released her nipple with a pop, grinning up at her. "You make me this way, Aunty. Your tits are perfect - so full, so juicy."

He squeezed them together, burying his face between them, motorboating her cleavage while she giggled and stroked him harder.

I unzipped my pants, my own cock springing free, hard and throbbing. Shame burned in my chest, but I couldn't stop watching.

Mom pushed Sahil back gently, cupping his heavy balls. "Let me taste you first," she whispered, lowering her head. But Sahil pulled her up, kissing her deeply, their tongues dueling in a wet, sloppy embrace. His hands slid down, hooking into her petticoat, yanking it off along with her panties. Her pussy was exposed - full of wetness, lips swollen and glistening.

Sahil spread her thighs wide, his fingers tracing her slit. "Fuck, Aunty, you're soaking. This cunt is mine tonight." He plunged two fingers inside, curling them to hit her G-spot, making her arch and moan. "Yes... finger me, beta. Make Aunty cum."

I stroked myself slowly, matching his rhythm, my eyes glued as he finger-fucked her, her juices coating his hand. Mom's hips bucked, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. "Lick me, Sahil... please..."

He dove in, his tongue lapping at her clit like a starving man. Mom's head fell back, her moans growing louder -  "Ohhh, yes! Suck my pussy... deeper!" She grabbed his hair, grinding against his face, her ass lifting off the bed. Sahil's tongue delved into her folds, slurping her nectar, his nose buried in her bush. He added a third finger, stretching her, while his free hand pinched her nipple.

Mom's body trembled, her orgasm building. "I'm cumming... don't stop!" She screamed, her pussy clenching around his fingers, juices squirting onto his chin. Sahil lapped it up, groaning in delight.

Panting, Mom pulled him up for a kiss, tasting herself on his lips. "Your turn now," she said, flipping their positions.

She straddled his face in reverse, her ass cheeks spreading as she lowered her mouth to his cock. "Aunty wants to suck you while you eat me."

Sahil gripped her ass, pulling her pussy to his mouth again. "Fuck yes. Ride my face."

Mom engulfed his cock, her lips stretching around the girth, bobbing deepthroat-style. Saliva dripped down his shaft as she sucked, her tongue swirling the head. Sahil tongue-fucked her from below, his hands kneading her ass, one finger teasing her tight asshole.



I pumped faster, precum leaking, the scene too hot—Mom's cheeks hollowing as she blew him, her pussy grinding on his tongue. Sahil moaned into her cunt, "Aunty, your mouth is heaven... suck harder!"

She did, gagging slightly but taking him deeper, her throat convulsing around him. Sahil slipped a finger into her ass, making her yelp in pleasure. "You like that? Dirty Aunty loves ass play."
"Mmmph!" Mom hummed around his cock, the vibration making him buck. They built to a frenzy, bodies slick with sweat and juices.

[Uvaaaa]

Nice update soon

[Aragon]

Great to see that you are back.... And what an amazing update

[Aragon]

Waiting for the next part bro...

[bikiniking]

Waiting for the next part bro...

Typing it right now! Will be posting either tonight, or tomorrow for sure.

[santhu304]

Awesome man

[Aragon]

Waiting for the update bro.

[bikiniking]

Mom’s moans vibrated through the room, her lips wrapped tightly around Sahil’s throbbing cock as she sucked him with a hunger I’d never imagined she could possess. Her ass hovered over his face, cheeks spread wide, her pussy glistening with juices that dripped onto his chin as he devoured her. Sahil’s finger was buried in her tight asshole, pumping slowly, making her squirm and whimper into his shaft. I crouched by the keyhole, my own cock in hand, stroking furiously, torn between rage and a twisted lust that made my head spin.

My mom, the woman who’d nagged me about homework and cricket practice -was a wanton goddess, her 38-year-old curves writhing in ecstasy on my friend’s face. Her skin glowed under the dim lamp light, beads of sweat tracing paths down her back, highlighting the soft dimples above her ample ass. The air was thick with the musky scent of her arousal, mixed with the faint floral perfume she always wore, now tainted by raw, animalistic desire.

“Fuck, Aunty, your pussy’s so wet… tastes like heaven,” Sahil groaned, his tongue plunging deeper into her folds, lapping at her clit with feverish licks. 

His free hand slapped her ass lightly, the sound echoing in the quiet room, making her moan louder around his cock. The smack left a faint red mark on her creamy skin, and she arched her back in response, pushing her hips down harder against his eager mouth. 

“Suck me harder, you dirty little MILF. Show me how much you love this young dick. I’ve been dreaming about this since the first time I saw you in that tight saree, bending over in the kitchen.”

Mom pulled off his cock with a wet pop, her lips glistening with saliva and precum. She looked down at him, her eyes heavy with lust, strands of her silky black hair sticking to her flushed cheeks. Her full lips curved into a mischievous smile, and she licked them slowly, savoring the salty taste.

“Oh, Sahil, you’re so naughty… calling me names like that,” she purred, her voice dripping with teasing delight. 

“But Aunty loves it. Your cock’s so big… like a ripe banana, ready to fill my mouth. It’s thicker than my husband’s ever was, and twice as hard. You make me feel young again, beta.” 



She licked the underside of his shaft, tracing the bulging veins with her tongue, her warm breath sending shivers through him. Then she sucked the swollen head back into her mouth, bobbing with a slow, deliberate rhythm that made Sahil’s hips buck involuntarily. Her cheeks hollowed as she applied suction, her tongue swirling around the tip like she was savoring an ice cream cone on a hot day.

He groaned, his finger twisting deeper into her ass, stretching her tight hole with a gentle but insistent pressure. The intrusion made her gasp, her body tensing before relaxing into the pleasure. “You like that, don’t you? My finger in your sexy ass… bet you’d love my cock there too. I can feel you clenching around me, Aunty, so eager, so needy.” 

He pulled her pussy closer, sucking her clit hard, making her body shudder violently. Mom’s hips ground against his face, her juices smearing his lips and nose, her moans muffled by the cock stuffing her throat. She pulled off briefly to catch her breath, strands of saliva connecting her lips to his glistening shaft. 

“Mmmph… keep eating me, beta… make Aunty cum again. Your tongue is magic flick it right there, on my clit, yes, just like that. Oh god, you’re going to make me soak your face.” She dove back down, her lips sliding to the base, gagging as his tip hit the back of her throat, tears welling in her eyes from the effort but her expression one of pure bliss.

I was losing it, my hand a blur on my cock, precum dripping onto the floor in thick drops. The sight of Mom’s 36D breasts bouncing as she sucked him, her ass clenching around his finger, was too much. Her nipples were hard peaks, dark and erect, brushing against his thighs with each movement.

Sahil’s other hand reached up, pinching her nipple, twisting it until she squealed into his shaft, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through him. “Fuck, Aunty, you’re so tight back here,” he murmured, slipping a second finger into her ass, pumping them in sync with his tongue in her pussy. The added stretch made her whine, her body rocking back to meet his thrusts.

“Gonna make you scream my name tonight. Imagine if Bunty knew what his mom was up to, getting her holes filled by his best friend. Does that turn you on, Aunty? The risk, the forbidden thrill?”

Mom pulled off again, panting heavily, her lips swollen and wet from the abuse. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. “Oh, you bad boy… stretching Aunty’s ass like that,” she teased, her hand stroking his slick cock, her thumb circling the head in lazy circles, spreading the precum. 

“You want to fuck me there? Hmm? Want to claim every inch of your friend’s mom? I’ve never let anyone back there before, but for you… maybe. You make me want to try all sorts of naughty things.” She shifted, sitting up slightly, her pussy still pressed to his mouth, and reached back to spread her ass cheeks wider, giving him better access.

Her fingers dug into the soft flesh, exposing her fully, the puckered hole winking as his fingers moved inside. “Go on, beta… make it good. Aunty’s been a naughty girl, hasn’t she? Punish me with those fingers, make me beg for more.”

Sahil growled, his tongue darting to her asshole, licking the puckered rim where his fingers stretched her. The taste was earthy and intoxicating, mixed with her pussy juices. Mom gasped sharply, her body trembling from head to toe, her hand speeding up on his cock. 

“Ohhh, fuck… Sahil, you’re… so dirty,” she moaned, her voice breaking as his tongue probed her anus, wet and hot, circling and dipping in alongside his fingers. “Lick it… yes, just like that… make Aunty feel so good. It’s so wrong, but it feels incredible, your tongue in my ass, owning me like this.”

Her hips rocked wildly, grinding her pussy and ass against his face, her breasts heaving as she stroked him faster, her fingers slick with his precum. She leaned back further, her free hand tangling in his hair, pulling him deeper. “Don’t stop, beta… I’m getting so close. Tell me what you want to do to me next, paint me a picture with your words while you eat me out.”

I could barely breathe, my cock throbbing painfully as I watched Sahil’s tongue fuck her ass, his fingers plunging deeper, her moans growing louder and more desperate. The room filled with the wet sounds of his mouth on her, her hand on him, and her breathless pleas. 

“I want to bend you over, Aunty,” Sahil muttered between licks, his voice thick with lust. “Fuck your pussy until you’re screaming, then slide into this tight ass and make you cum harder than ever. You’d love that, wouldn’t you? Being my personal slut.”

Mom whimpered in agreement, her body quaking. “Yes… yes, I would. Keep talking dirty to me, it’s driving me wild.”

“I’m gonna cum, Aunty,” Sahil grunted suddenly, his voice muffled by her flesh, his body tensing beneath her. “Your ass… your pussy… it’s too much. The way you taste, the way you move!! fuck, you’re perfect.”

“Don’t you dare cum yet,” Mom commanded, her tone shifting to one of playful authority as she slid off his face to straddle his hips, her pussy hovering over his rock-hard cock. 



Her thighs trembled from the near-orgasm, and she ran her hands over her body, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples for his viewing pleasure. 

“Aunty wants you inside her first. I need to feel you stretching me, filling me completely.” She gripped his shaft firmly, rubbing the swollen head against her dripping slit, coating it with her juices. The friction made her bite her lip, a soft whine escaping. 

“Feel how wet I am for you? This pussy’s begging for your cock, beta. It’s been so long since I’ve had someone as virile as you. My body’s aching for it.” She lowered herself slowly, inch by inch, his thick length disappearing into her furry cunt, her lips stretching around him with a delicious burn.

“Ohhh… so big… filling Aunty up so good,” she moaned, her head falling back, her breasts bouncing as she started to ride him. Her inner walls clenched rhythmically, gripping him like a vice.

Sahil’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements, his eyes locked on her bouncing tits, mesmerized by their hypnotic sway. “Fuck, Aunty, your cunt’s so tight… like a glove around my dick,” he groaned, thrusting up to meet her, their bodies slapping together with wet, obscene sounds that echoed off the walls.

“Ride me, You Bitch… show me how a real woman fucks. Grind on me, make those hips circle!! yes, like that. You’re driving me insane.” His thumbs dug into her hip bones, urging her faster, his gaze roaming over her flushed face, down to where their bodies joined.



Mom laughed, a sultry sound that sent a jolt through me, low and throaty, full of confidence. “Real woman? Oh, beta, you have no idea what this woman can do. I’ve got years of pent-up frustration to unleash on you.” She leaned forward, her hands on his chest, her nails lightly scratching his skin as her ass rose and fell, taking his cock deep with each stroke. The angle let her clit rub against his pubic bone, sending sparks through her. 

“You like Aunty’s pussy? Hmm? Tell me how it feels… tell me you love fucking your friend’s mom. Be honest. does it feel better knowing it’s so taboo?”

“It’s fucking perfect,” Sahil gasped, his hands sliding to her ass, squeezing the cheeks as she rode him harder, kneading the flesh like dough. “So wet… so hot… better than any college girl. You’re my dirty little secret, Aunty. The way you squeeze me- fuck!!! it’s like you’re made for this.” He slapped her ass, the crack echoing sharply, making her moan louder and clench around him. 

“Keep fucking me… milk my cock with that tight cunt. I want to hear you say it - tell me you’re my slut tonight.”

Mom’s strokes grew faster, her pussy squelching around him, her juices dripping down his balls and soaking the sheets beneath. “Oh, Sahil… you’re gonna make Aunty cum again… fuck me harder! Yes, I’m your slut, your naughty, horny Aunty who can’t get enough of your young cock.”

She straightened, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples as she bounced, her pussy clenching around him in rhythmic pulses. Her hair whipped around her face, and she tossed her head back, lost in the sensation. “Cum with me, beta… fill Aunty’s pussy… give me all that young cum! I want to feel it shooting deep inside, marking me as yours.”

Sahil’s hips bucked wildly, his cock slamming into her with bruising force. “Fuck… Saali kutiya… here it comes!” he roared, his body tensing as he erupted, hot jets of cum flooding her pussy. The warmth spread through her, triggering her own release. Mom screamed, her orgasm hitting at the same time, her cunt pulsing around him, milking every drop as waves of pleasure crashed over her. “

Yes… yes… fill me up! Oh god, it’s so much, your cum feels amazing inside me,” she cried, her body shaking uncontrollably, her nails digging into his chest hard enough to leave marks.



Mom collapsed onto Sahil, her breasts pressed to his chest, their breaths heavy and ragged, syncing in the afterglow. His cock softened inside her, their mixed juices leaking out, pooling on his thighs and trickling down. They lay there, panting, her face buried in his neck, his hands stroking her back in gentle circles, tracing the curve of her spine.

Finally, Mom stirred, sliding off him with a soft, wet sound, her pussy glistening with their cum, puffy and well-used. She sat back on her heels, admiring the sight of him spent and satisfied.

“Look at this mess, beta,” she teased, scooping some from her thigh and licking it off her fingers slowly, her tongue darting out to catch every drop. The taste made her hum appreciatively. 

“You’ve ruined Aunty… but it’s so delicious. Salty and sweet, just like you. I might get addicted to this.” She leaned down, kissing him deeply, their tongues tangling, tasting their shared release in a messy, passionate exchange.

Sahil grinned, sitting up and pulling her closer. “My pleasure, Aunty. I made the mess… let me clean you.” He kissed her pussy tenderly, lapping at their cum with broad strokes of his tongue, making her shiver and giggle. Then he moved to her breasts, sucking the nipples clean, nipping gently at the sensitive buds. “You taste even better mixed with me. One more round? I could go again—your body’s too tempting.” They kissed again, long and lingering, her hands cupping his face, his fingers tracing her sticky thighs, dipping back into her folds playfully.

“Get out now,” Mom whispered eventually, a sudden edge to her voice as reality crept back in. She glanced at the clock, her expression shifting to one of cautious urgency. “Before Bunty wakes up. We can’t risk it.” 

She slipped a cotton saree back on hastily, not bothering with the blouse, her breasts barely contained by the fabric, nipples still hard and visible through the thin material. Sahil dressed quickly, stealing one last kiss, his hand squeezing her ass firmly. “This isn’t over, Meri jaan,” he murmured against her lips, his breath hot. “Tomorrow? Same time? I want more of you— all of you.”

Mom smiled coyly, pushing him toward the door. “Of course beta. Now go, before I change my mind and drag you back to bed.” He slipped out, and she waited, listening for his door to close downstairs.

To be Continued...

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