09-12-2024, 05:16 PM
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CONTINUATION...............
That evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the golden light faded into twilight, the house felt unusually quiet. Dinner was a subdued affair; even the clinking of utensils on plates seemed muted. Mom sat across the table from me, staring at her plate more than eating from it. Her fingers toyed absentmindedly with her fork, and every so, she would sigh softly, her gaze distant.
Her boobs were looking stacked inside her blouse and bra and I wondered if Suresh was here with us tonight, he would have gazed right towards her breasts and he wouldn't have even finished his food. One thing, I have never seen my mom this thoughtful ever. Even when my dad was around, she was happy and cheerful and she used to talk a lot with dad sometimes even playing with him as he read the newspaper. But tonight, and this few couple of days that passed, she seemed engulfed in in this astronomical abundance of thoughts
I couldn't make out the source of this but I could decipher that her thoughtful demeanor kicked off from when Mr. Suresh visited us. But it was difficult to say that Suresh was the cause of her thoughtfulness because ever since Mr. Suresh got to meet my mom, I took their association as pure friendly and camaraderie state with no any boundaries crossed between the two because my mom was a married woman.
“Mom, what are you thinking about?” I asked, trying to break the awkward silence.
She blinked, as though snapping out of a trance. “What? Oh, yes. I’m fine. Just...thinking about some things. Are you enjoying the food?” "Yes" I replied.
Her expression left me unconvinced. I knew she was lying just like how she lied to my dad when he asked her why she didn't pick up his calls. But I didn't take it as a lie when she gave dad that kind of explanation. It was now 10.00 PM after we finished eating supper.
After supper, as I helped clear the table and she went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. As she headed off to the kitchen, her bubbly ass, packed with meat, danced from left, right and center inside her saree. In our colony and the surburban area we live, no aunty has a big ass than my mom. I am even sure, although not certain, that many of my dad's colleagues were jealous of my dad because they wanted a wife with a fat ass like my mom's.
Moreover, frankly speaking, I'm certain that Mr. Suresh got mesmerized by my mom's moti gaand even when he took us to have fun. However, inasmuch as Mr Suresh gazed at her figure, I chose again not to think wrongly of it. I just said to myself, "It's just normal if Suresh enjoys the view of my mom's juicy ass because who wouldn't want to view such a work of art behind my mom? Who?"
When I came back from the kitchen, I noticed her phone buzzing on the sofa at the sitting room. I didn't mind at all because I assumed it was dad who was texting her because at this time of the night, mom and dad used to text each other flirting all through the night, especially when dad was away. So I just sat down and decided to watch cartoon. Then moments later, I decided let me play video games in my mom's phone before I head of to sleep.
I glanced at her, but she didn’t seem to notice. She came back from the kitchen and it looked like she finished washing the dishes. "Beta, I'm heading of to my bedroom sleep, when are you going to sleep?", she said as she wiped of her hands with the towel. "Already?", I questioned because it was odd for my mom to sleep at 10PM, it was early. She usually sleeps at around 12 midnight or even later.
The reason why she used to sleep at late hours was either because she flirted with my dad, sending each other romantic messages or she used to watch those hindi love films which took her way past midnight. But tonight, it was peculiar to me. "Yes, I feel tired tonight after the work I did today with Mr Suresh.
Remember he was helping me with some stuff in my bedroom?" "Yes mom I remember" I replied as I remembered what transpired today between them which was unexplainable up until now.
"Well ok, can you pass me my phone please?", she requested as she walked towards her bedroom. “Mom, please, can I borrow your phone to play games for a bit?” I asked. "No beta, I know you will play games way past midnight" "No mom please, just for 30minutes, I promise, please"
She looked at me, she thought for bit, as if she was afraid that I might see something in her phone or just something else. "Well, as soon as you finish, bring it over my bedroom ok?" "Yes mom, I will, goodnight!", I responded. "Goodnight", she replied.
I was elated and cheerful. I quickly grabbed her phone, opened car racing game and started playing. As I was playing, a couple of messages were popping in from Mr. Suresh. I didn't read them because I was deeply immersed in the game. At some point, it was so annoying because Mr. Suresh started calling.
I wondered why is Sir Suresh calling my mom at this time of the night and what's up with all this messages. I dismissed the thoughts and continued playing.
However, it reached a point where I was curious to know why he was calling my mom. Maybe, he wanted to tell her something regarding my dad's work or just something related to work. So I decided that when he calls the next time, I will pick it up.
But the messages didn't stop, it continued. After a few seconds, he distracted again and called once more. I checked the list of missed calls from Sir Suresh and they were like 49 missed calls. Therefore this time, I picked up and talked to him.
Me - Hello
Sir Suresh - Oh darling, at last you picked up,
Me - It's me, Rajeev, Sir, my mom slept a few minutes ago.
Then it was followed by an awkward silence of 10 seconds.
Suresh - Be...be..beta. You are still up?
Me - Yes Sir, mom decided to sleep early tonight so I just borrowed her phone to play video games for 30 minutes then I sleep.
Suresh - Oooh, I see. Is your mom in her bedroom right now? (I questioned as to why he is inquiring about this over and over again)
Me - Yes, you wanted to talk to her, I can take the phone to her
Suresh - Well, yes but, I don't want to distract your fun time. Just continue playing, you said she slept right?
Me - Yes sir, I think she is snoring by now
Suresh - Heheheheh, you are funny beta. Well alright, I don't want to disturb her sleep neither your fun. If she wakes up at any time just tell her to call me tomorrow alright?
Me - Alright sir but you can just tell me what message to pass to her
Suresh - Don't worry beta, it's just between me and her.
Me - Alright sir, goodnight
Suresh - goodnight beta.
I hang up the phone and the confusion started flowing in my head once more. I started asking myself several questions; "Why did he call my mom at this time of the night?" and secondly "How did he got my mom's number?"
These thoughts made me to quit playing the video game and just sat down and started contemplating. I told myself what about the messages? I thought about reading the WhatsApp messages he sent her but I was afraid because I never really read my mom's messages.
But something just popped in my head and I finally decided to read the chat between them. I searched for her WhatsApp application and tried to open it but it was locked with a password. Again, this was odd. Mom never locks any application on her phone with a password. She only locks her home screen with a password but never did she ever lock any application in her phone, let alone WhatsApp.
I didn't know the password she used to lock the app with but I guessed and told myself let me try to unlock it with the password she uses to unlock her home screen which is 17209854. I dialed in the password hoping that it would open and wh,.'! It opened and I was lucky.
Friends, like I told you before, my mom never really chat to a lot of people, in fact she only has few family friends and relative saved. However, when I checked her WhatsApp messages, the topest and most recent was without a name, or let's say it was not saved or assigned with a name. It was purely a number. I quickly figured it out and knew it was Sir Suresh's number and I guessed mom didn't have the time to save his name. So I just decided to turn into a spy agent and clicked the chat.
The chat list was long between my mom and him but the 28 last messages were all by Sir suresh and I think it's because my mom' didn't reply and also because few of those last messages popped up when I was playing the video game. I decided to scroll up and start reading the messages from the top and something inside me dictated that something was off. This was the first chat and the chat was timed at around 4pm in the evening and I knew this was earlier when mom told me she was going to sleep.
This was their WhatsApp messages:
Suresh: Sunita, stop overthinking, this is completely normal and you needed it.
Mom - Sir, why did you do this?
Suresh - Darling, the ideal question I should ask you is that didn't you like it? (I was wondering what did mom like)
Mom - No I didn't, I am a married woman and religious. It is wrong
Suresh - Calm down, my queen, nothing is wrong if we keep it a secret.
Mom - Sir, please, just stop it already. If my husband or Rajeev comes to know about this then I'm done. (I asked myself what are they hiding)
Suresh - How would they know? Even the closest to us, Rajeev, can't understand what was going on even if we did it in front of him
Mom - Just listen to yourself Suresh, what are you talking about?
Suresh - You are over-reacting darling. If you didn't like the blowjob, why didn't you stop? (I wondered what is blowjob. I never heard of this term ever)
Mom - (No reply)
Suresh - Answer my dear, why didn't you stop. You were actually sucking on your own and slurping over it, spitting over it and also inserted my balls inside your mouth. (I again asked what does he mean by his balls)
Mom - (No reply)
Suresh - Darling, (I was not sure why he was calling her this "darling" name) why can't you answer me? I know you loved it and I know you loved the size of it. The fact that you are silent means that you enjoyed it. I will take your silence as a yes.
Mom - Stop it Suresh, just stop it
Suresh - Sunita, when I took you and Rajeev to the restaurant and had a good time, I noticed that you were so happy with me. Even when I held your hands, you never rebuffed me
Mom - I only did so because I took you as my husband's colleague, nothing else.
Suresh - Stop mentioning your husband. That bastard husband of yours left you here all on your own starving what a married woman like you craves. Don't you have feelings, don't you think about a dick? ( I was shocked when I heard read "dick", I knew this term to mean penis)
Mom - Sir, please, I don't want to engage with you regarding this matter. Stop using this vulgar words.
Suresh - You and I are deprived of this pleasurable activity. And today, we only did blowjob. And your mouth was so tasty.
Mom - Would you just stop already!
Suresh - Why should I stop, I know you like how I'm talking, I can't imagine how your other holes will taste. Stop depriving yourself Sunita. Your husband doesn't care about you.
Mom - No he does
Suresh - If he cared about you he would have taken you with him together with Rajeev so that he can fuck you every night. (I was shocked again when he used the word fuck and I now understood something was definitely happened that evening when I was not at home)
Mom - (No reply)
Suresh - My love, this is just the beginning. Don't worry about anything. No one will know about this, not even your idiotic husband. We will enjoy further. I will pleasure you and all your tight holes. Just look at your body Sunita, you are blessed with long black hair, firm boobs, fleshy thighs and big gaand and no one is using all of those. Don't you see you are wasting time and wasting your body for nothing?
Mom - (No reply)
Then I saw an image which shocked me and even made my hands tremble to the point that the phone almost slipped from my hands. Sir Suresh sent the image of his dick to my mom. This was the image of his dick.
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I got to understand all of this things just by the sight of his penis. I was appalled. I quickly kept the phone down due to the shock I just witnessed. The previous days, I was convincing myself that all was ok between my mom and Sir Suresh but I found out tonight that I was just fooling myself. How couldn't I recognize all that was happening between them. How couldn't I recognize that when Suresh took me and my mom to the restaurant, he kept rubbing her thighs, rubbing her massive ass and also whispering things to her ear.
It all made sense now, my mom is having an affair with Sir Suresh behind my dad's back and it is only the third day. I was angry, I just sat there slightly sweating and uneasy, my hands and fingers trembling. Certainly, my mom didn't allow him to do that "blowjob" which I don't know of but I was sure that Sir Suresh made her do it. How could Sir Suresh do this to my dad by seducing his wife and sending dick pics to her. I felt sorry for my dad because his wife has done something with Sir Suresh which my dad's never ever thought she would do.
But what does blowjob mean? The question popped up in my head. I decided to pick up courage once more and search for the meaning of that word. I opened up the incognito mode of a browser in mom's phone and typed "blowjob" and the images that popped up instantaneously made my dick hard. It showed women kneeling, swallowing huge sizes of dicks inside their mouths and sucking like pornstars. I mixture of anger and horny gushed across my brain not knowing what to think.
As I explored those images further, I pictured my mom kneeling down that afternoon, slurping and sucking Sir Suresh's huge dick and using her hands to rub it up and down while swallowing his balls. This made my dick harder and harder. I couldn't get that vision off my head even though it was a made up vision of my mom swallowing another man's penis inside her mouth. Moreover, I got incensed with myself for becoming horny of that thought but I knew it happened.
It further explained why I saw my mom's face stained with that thick whitish substance all over her head that evening. I knew that sticky gooey substance was Sir Suresh's cum. It further explains why her hair was untidy and I knew that it was Sir Suresh's hands holding her head and moving it backwards and forwards as mom struggled to maintain his huge cock inside her tiny mouth. And finally it explained why my mom's bra and blouse were on the floor that evening. I deduced that Sir Suresh removed her blouse and sucked my mom's boobs.
I thought to myself that if I hadn't come early that evening, maybe something more would have happened. I again kept the phone down, my dick was now 100% hard and it was making a shape over my trouser. I held my dick and pressed it down because I didn't like that idea or the thought of my mom betraying my dad with his colleague which was making my dick hard. So I pressed down my dick so as to soften it but it was to no avail. My dick continued to grow harder and harder as the thought of my mom sucking his dick continued harassing my thoughts.
It was now an hour and a half, me alone sitting in the sitting room trying to gather my thoughts in order after I got to know what type of a pervert Sir Suresh was converting my mom to another type of woman. My dick was still hard and I thought of masturbating but again I denied myself that idea because I didn't want to visualize my mom with Suresh but I knew that I will not sleep without masturbating.
The feeling was weird, one part of me was hot after realizing what they did but another part of me was condemning it and angry with Sir Suresh for doing blowjob to my mom. I decided to sleep hoping that all this wicked thoughts would dissipate by morning. I picked up my mom's phone, made sure that I logged out of her WhatsApp and tried to take it to her bedroom. I remembered she told me to bring the phone to her bedroom before I sleep. I went to her bedroom and pushed the door slightly open in order not to wake her up lest she was in deep sleep.
I found that she was already in deep sleep. She was sleeping on her right side and as I looked at her, she was on a red kind of a satin dress which I never found her wearing at all. Then I remembered that it was the satin night dress Sir Suresh bought her and it was in the same package as that of the Saree. I was shocked and wondered why is my mom wearing a satin night dress she was given as a gift by another man? Is she already falling for another man whom she just met in three days?
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I just placed the phone over on top , next to her bed and I walked off closing her room slowly. I headed to my room and my dick was still hard, although not so hard as earlier. I lie my head on the pillow still contemplating on what I just saw inside my mom's phone. I was filled with rage and it was not towards my mom, but towards Sir Suresh. I was sure my mom couldn't have sucked his dick willingly. But Suresh made her do it. It was eager to masturbate but i decided not to because I felt weird.
I slept I think for 30 minutes when I was woke up with slight moans. I thought it was a dream but I woke up and realized the moans were emanating from my mom's bedroom. Immediately, my dick became hard and didn't know why. The moans were of my mom and it was clear and distinct. I wondered what was she doing and why was she moaning softly at this time of the night.
My heart was pumping fast by supersonic speed. I woke up from the bed, climbed out and padded toward my mom's bedroom. As I made my way towards the bedroom, the moans became clearer and more precise as I neared her front door. I froze, unsure of what I was hearing. My first thought was that maybe Mom was unwell.
Curiosity got the better of me, and I crept closer, careful not to make a sound. The door was closed but not locked. I peeked at the window of her bedroom and what I saw made me pause.
Mom was on the edge of the bed, naked with her eyes closed, her hand was rubbing her pussy lips, with deliberate motions. Her head tilted back slightly, and a soft sigh escaped her lips as though she was soothing some kind of sexual tension. The thing which made me astounded was the fact that she was holding her phone with one hand and was watching something while her other hand continued to rub her pussy sideways. I saw her pussy was slightly hairy.
Her thunder thighs was so fleshy to the point that it almost masked out her pussy lips.
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I watched for a few moments, confused but I knew this was normal for her to masturbate while my dad was away. But the thing that caught my attention and unusual was that she was watching something over the phone as she was holding it close to her face. Friends, this again was not normal because my mom is not really a huge fan of porn. She was bought up as a religious and traditional woman and watching porn was not her thing. During her previous masturbation sessions, she normally talked with dad over the phone.
And dad typically will talk to her naughtily and those naughty words of dad would initiate her to masturbate. It like a session exclusively between mom and dad. But this particular night, mom was watching something on the phone. I really wanted to know what she was watching or did she all of a sudden start watching porn?
She was moaning and moaning, throwing her head at the back of her pillow, closing her eyes, biting her lips. You could sense that she was engulfed with ecstasy of self love. And friends, one things that was distint about this was her masturbation was filled with quick sharp lurching forwards of her body and a lot of jolting which explained to me that whatever that what she was watching over the phone was making her go wild.
She increased her rubbing and fingering herself until she orgasmed and released her juices all over the bed. She threw her phone on the bed and spread her legs and there was a sign of relief marked all over her face which was further supported by a slight smile as she closed her eyes. She cummed.
She paused in that position for like 7 minutes and then she woke up from the bed. The phone was still on placed on the bed and still on. She took a deep inhale and exhale and finally stood up. I thought she might walk towards the door where I was standing so I got scared and decided to run towards my bedroom but before I did so, I realized that she was actually going to the bathroom inside her bedroom.
I watched her walk and this was the first time I saw her body full naked. Those days when she masturbated, she was still with full satin dress on but tonight I got to see her full naked and let me tell you, she is such a voluptuous curvy sort of a lustful model. I watched her boobs and they were full of milk. They were hanging loose, swinging from side to side. She turned her back towards me as she made her way to the bathroom and I got the sight of her fleshy bottom. It was even bigger when you see it naked. Her ass was like 100 tones of meet filled within two balloons.
As she entered he bathroom and closed it, my question was still lingering as to what she was watching. Her phone was on the bed and lit. I thought to myself that I can go inside her bedroom quickly and find out what she was watching inside her phone because her phone was still on and whatever she was watching was still maybe playing.
But I didn't have the courage to do so because I was afraid at the prospect of her catching me. I also didn't want her to know that I knew she was always masturbating at night. But before I gave up, I found myself opening the door to her bedroom ever so slowly. She was still in the bathroom bathing and I could discern that she was bathing because I heard sounds of the shower. The sounds of the shower vitalized my courage because I knew the sounds of the shower will muffle the sounds of my footsteps.
I made my way inside her bedroom and the smell of fresh pussy filled the room. I was now fully inside her bedroom, I tiptoed towards her bedroom keeping my eyes towards her the shower while still casting my eyes towards her phone. As I reached over my mom's phone, I picked it up and I got the shock of my life. My mom, all this time, while she was masturbating, was watching the picture of Sir Suresh's cock which he sent her earlier that night. I felt like fainting.
My hands and fingers were trembling. I raised my eye brows, rubbed my eyes to ensure that I was not dreaming but this was reality, not fiction. My mom was looking at another man's penis while masturbating.
The thought of my mom masturbating to the dick picture of another man who is not legally married to her was inconceivable to me. I couldn't even try to believe what I just saw. My dick, on it's own, started becoming hard again.
I glanced at the corner of her bed and I saw the framed picture of my mom and dad which was always situated on the desk. I looked at my dad at the photo and I felt sorry for him. Instead of my mom masturbating at the picture of my dad,, she was masturbating at the dick picture of his colleague.
Then I heard the sounds of the shower stop and I knew my mom was done with bathing. I quickly placed the phone on her bed where I picked it from and quickly dashed out and closed her door slightly behind me and I ran to my bedroom and jumped on the bed. My suspicions were now fully explained. All my questions were fully answered.
I was shocked and surprised how my traditional mom, who was raised with values and virtues, instead of deleting the dick picture of Sir Suresh from her phone, she decided to not only keep it, but also masturbate while gazing at it.
I thought to myself, "What is happening?" "What did I just witness?" "Did Sir Suresh charm my mom to this extent?" My dick started growing and becoming hard again. The eagerness to masturbate and relieve myself was harassing me.
I tried not to masturbate because it was unusual for me to masturbate while knowing that my mom was with another man. but I couldn't control myself. I removed my trouser with anger, held my dick, while I was still angry at Sir Suresh for enchanting my mom with his charm. Then I started masturbating hard picturing how my mom gave Sir Suresh a blowjob. I knew it was weird masturbating to this kind of thing but it was overwhelming for me.
I masturbated freely until I cummed all over my trouser and the bed. I leaned back and relaxed. I gasped a sigh of relief but deep inside I knew it was wrong to masturbate thinking about this taboo thing between Sir Suresh and mom.
[b]I decided to check my mom's bedroom again to see what she might be doing and I found she just slept but however, she was dressed in that orange satin dress which Sir Suresh bought her.[/b]
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Guys, what do you think. The next part of the story will be even hotter than this. Stay tuned.
That evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the golden light faded into twilight, the house felt unusually quiet. Dinner was a subdued affair; even the clinking of utensils on plates seemed muted. Mom sat across the table from me, staring at her plate more than eating from it. Her fingers toyed absentmindedly with her fork, and every so, she would sigh softly, her gaze distant.
Her boobs were looking stacked inside her blouse and bra and I wondered if Suresh was here with us tonight, he would have gazed right towards her breasts and he wouldn't have even finished his food. One thing, I have never seen my mom this thoughtful ever. Even when my dad was around, she was happy and cheerful and she used to talk a lot with dad sometimes even playing with him as he read the newspaper. But tonight, and this few couple of days that passed, she seemed engulfed in in this astronomical abundance of thoughts
I couldn't make out the source of this but I could decipher that her thoughtful demeanor kicked off from when Mr. Suresh visited us. But it was difficult to say that Suresh was the cause of her thoughtfulness because ever since Mr. Suresh got to meet my mom, I took their association as pure friendly and camaraderie state with no any boundaries crossed between the two because my mom was a married woman.
“Mom, what are you thinking about?” I asked, trying to break the awkward silence.
She blinked, as though snapping out of a trance. “What? Oh, yes. I’m fine. Just...thinking about some things. Are you enjoying the food?” "Yes" I replied.
Her expression left me unconvinced. I knew she was lying just like how she lied to my dad when he asked her why she didn't pick up his calls. But I didn't take it as a lie when she gave dad that kind of explanation. It was now 10.00 PM after we finished eating supper.
After supper, as I helped clear the table and she went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. As she headed off to the kitchen, her bubbly ass, packed with meat, danced from left, right and center inside her saree. In our colony and the surburban area we live, no aunty has a big ass than my mom. I am even sure, although not certain, that many of my dad's colleagues were jealous of my dad because they wanted a wife with a fat ass like my mom's.
Moreover, frankly speaking, I'm certain that Mr. Suresh got mesmerized by my mom's moti gaand even when he took us to have fun. However, inasmuch as Mr Suresh gazed at her figure, I chose again not to think wrongly of it. I just said to myself, "It's just normal if Suresh enjoys the view of my mom's juicy ass because who wouldn't want to view such a work of art behind my mom? Who?"
When I came back from the kitchen, I noticed her phone buzzing on the sofa at the sitting room. I didn't mind at all because I assumed it was dad who was texting her because at this time of the night, mom and dad used to text each other flirting all through the night, especially when dad was away. So I just sat down and decided to watch cartoon. Then moments later, I decided let me play video games in my mom's phone before I head of to sleep.
I glanced at her, but she didn’t seem to notice. She came back from the kitchen and it looked like she finished washing the dishes. "Beta, I'm heading of to my bedroom sleep, when are you going to sleep?", she said as she wiped of her hands with the towel. "Already?", I questioned because it was odd for my mom to sleep at 10PM, it was early. She usually sleeps at around 12 midnight or even later.
The reason why she used to sleep at late hours was either because she flirted with my dad, sending each other romantic messages or she used to watch those hindi love films which took her way past midnight. But tonight, it was peculiar to me. "Yes, I feel tired tonight after the work I did today with Mr Suresh.
Remember he was helping me with some stuff in my bedroom?" "Yes mom I remember" I replied as I remembered what transpired today between them which was unexplainable up until now.
"Well ok, can you pass me my phone please?", she requested as she walked towards her bedroom. “Mom, please, can I borrow your phone to play games for a bit?” I asked. "No beta, I know you will play games way past midnight" "No mom please, just for 30minutes, I promise, please"
She looked at me, she thought for bit, as if she was afraid that I might see something in her phone or just something else. "Well, as soon as you finish, bring it over my bedroom ok?" "Yes mom, I will, goodnight!", I responded. "Goodnight", she replied.
I was elated and cheerful. I quickly grabbed her phone, opened car racing game and started playing. As I was playing, a couple of messages were popping in from Mr. Suresh. I didn't read them because I was deeply immersed in the game. At some point, it was so annoying because Mr. Suresh started calling.
I wondered why is Sir Suresh calling my mom at this time of the night and what's up with all this messages. I dismissed the thoughts and continued playing.
However, it reached a point where I was curious to know why he was calling my mom. Maybe, he wanted to tell her something regarding my dad's work or just something related to work. So I decided that when he calls the next time, I will pick it up.
But the messages didn't stop, it continued. After a few seconds, he distracted again and called once more. I checked the list of missed calls from Sir Suresh and they were like 49 missed calls. Therefore this time, I picked up and talked to him.
Me - Hello
Sir Suresh - Oh darling, at last you picked up,
Me - It's me, Rajeev, Sir, my mom slept a few minutes ago.
Then it was followed by an awkward silence of 10 seconds.
Suresh - Be...be..beta. You are still up?
Me - Yes Sir, mom decided to sleep early tonight so I just borrowed her phone to play video games for 30 minutes then I sleep.
Suresh - Oooh, I see. Is your mom in her bedroom right now? (I questioned as to why he is inquiring about this over and over again)
Me - Yes, you wanted to talk to her, I can take the phone to her
Suresh - Well, yes but, I don't want to distract your fun time. Just continue playing, you said she slept right?
Me - Yes sir, I think she is snoring by now
Suresh - Heheheheh, you are funny beta. Well alright, I don't want to disturb her sleep neither your fun. If she wakes up at any time just tell her to call me tomorrow alright?
Me - Alright sir but you can just tell me what message to pass to her
Suresh - Don't worry beta, it's just between me and her.
Me - Alright sir, goodnight
Suresh - goodnight beta.
I hang up the phone and the confusion started flowing in my head once more. I started asking myself several questions; "Why did he call my mom at this time of the night?" and secondly "How did he got my mom's number?"
These thoughts made me to quit playing the video game and just sat down and started contemplating. I told myself what about the messages? I thought about reading the WhatsApp messages he sent her but I was afraid because I never really read my mom's messages.
But something just popped in my head and I finally decided to read the chat between them. I searched for her WhatsApp application and tried to open it but it was locked with a password. Again, this was odd. Mom never locks any application on her phone with a password. She only locks her home screen with a password but never did she ever lock any application in her phone, let alone WhatsApp.
I didn't know the password she used to lock the app with but I guessed and told myself let me try to unlock it with the password she uses to unlock her home screen which is 17209854. I dialed in the password hoping that it would open and wh,.'! It opened and I was lucky.
Friends, like I told you before, my mom never really chat to a lot of people, in fact she only has few family friends and relative saved. However, when I checked her WhatsApp messages, the topest and most recent was without a name, or let's say it was not saved or assigned with a name. It was purely a number. I quickly figured it out and knew it was Sir Suresh's number and I guessed mom didn't have the time to save his name. So I just decided to turn into a spy agent and clicked the chat.
The chat list was long between my mom and him but the 28 last messages were all by Sir suresh and I think it's because my mom' didn't reply and also because few of those last messages popped up when I was playing the video game. I decided to scroll up and start reading the messages from the top and something inside me dictated that something was off. This was the first chat and the chat was timed at around 4pm in the evening and I knew this was earlier when mom told me she was going to sleep.
This was their WhatsApp messages:
Suresh: Sunita, stop overthinking, this is completely normal and you needed it.
Mom - Sir, why did you do this?
Suresh - Darling, the ideal question I should ask you is that didn't you like it? (I was wondering what did mom like)
Mom - No I didn't, I am a married woman and religious. It is wrong
Suresh - Calm down, my queen, nothing is wrong if we keep it a secret.
Mom - Sir, please, just stop it already. If my husband or Rajeev comes to know about this then I'm done. (I asked myself what are they hiding)
Suresh - How would they know? Even the closest to us, Rajeev, can't understand what was going on even if we did it in front of him
Mom - Just listen to yourself Suresh, what are you talking about?
Suresh - You are over-reacting darling. If you didn't like the blowjob, why didn't you stop? (I wondered what is blowjob. I never heard of this term ever)
Mom - (No reply)
Suresh - Answer my dear, why didn't you stop. You were actually sucking on your own and slurping over it, spitting over it and also inserted my balls inside your mouth. (I again asked what does he mean by his balls)
Mom - (No reply)
Suresh - Darling, (I was not sure why he was calling her this "darling" name) why can't you answer me? I know you loved it and I know you loved the size of it. The fact that you are silent means that you enjoyed it. I will take your silence as a yes.
Mom - Stop it Suresh, just stop it
Suresh - Sunita, when I took you and Rajeev to the restaurant and had a good time, I noticed that you were so happy with me. Even when I held your hands, you never rebuffed me
Mom - I only did so because I took you as my husband's colleague, nothing else.
Suresh - Stop mentioning your husband. That bastard husband of yours left you here all on your own starving what a married woman like you craves. Don't you have feelings, don't you think about a dick? ( I was shocked when I heard read "dick", I knew this term to mean penis)
Mom - Sir, please, I don't want to engage with you regarding this matter. Stop using this vulgar words.
Suresh - You and I are deprived of this pleasurable activity. And today, we only did blowjob. And your mouth was so tasty.
Mom - Would you just stop already!
Suresh - Why should I stop, I know you like how I'm talking, I can't imagine how your other holes will taste. Stop depriving yourself Sunita. Your husband doesn't care about you.
Mom - No he does
Suresh - If he cared about you he would have taken you with him together with Rajeev so that he can fuck you every night. (I was shocked again when he used the word fuck and I now understood something was definitely happened that evening when I was not at home)
Mom - (No reply)
Suresh - My love, this is just the beginning. Don't worry about anything. No one will know about this, not even your idiotic husband. We will enjoy further. I will pleasure you and all your tight holes. Just look at your body Sunita, you are blessed with long black hair, firm boobs, fleshy thighs and big gaand and no one is using all of those. Don't you see you are wasting time and wasting your body for nothing?
Mom - (No reply)
Then I saw an image which shocked me and even made my hands tremble to the point that the phone almost slipped from my hands. Sir Suresh sent the image of his dick to my mom. This was the image of his dick.
I got to understand all of this things just by the sight of his penis. I was appalled. I quickly kept the phone down due to the shock I just witnessed. The previous days, I was convincing myself that all was ok between my mom and Sir Suresh but I found out tonight that I was just fooling myself. How couldn't I recognize all that was happening between them. How couldn't I recognize that when Suresh took me and my mom to the restaurant, he kept rubbing her thighs, rubbing her massive ass and also whispering things to her ear.
It all made sense now, my mom is having an affair with Sir Suresh behind my dad's back and it is only the third day. I was angry, I just sat there slightly sweating and uneasy, my hands and fingers trembling. Certainly, my mom didn't allow him to do that "blowjob" which I don't know of but I was sure that Sir Suresh made her do it. How could Sir Suresh do this to my dad by seducing his wife and sending dick pics to her. I felt sorry for my dad because his wife has done something with Sir Suresh which my dad's never ever thought she would do.
But what does blowjob mean? The question popped up in my head. I decided to pick up courage once more and search for the meaning of that word. I opened up the incognito mode of a browser in mom's phone and typed "blowjob" and the images that popped up instantaneously made my dick hard. It showed women kneeling, swallowing huge sizes of dicks inside their mouths and sucking like pornstars. I mixture of anger and horny gushed across my brain not knowing what to think.
As I explored those images further, I pictured my mom kneeling down that afternoon, slurping and sucking Sir Suresh's huge dick and using her hands to rub it up and down while swallowing his balls. This made my dick harder and harder. I couldn't get that vision off my head even though it was a made up vision of my mom swallowing another man's penis inside her mouth. Moreover, I got incensed with myself for becoming horny of that thought but I knew it happened.
It further explained why I saw my mom's face stained with that thick whitish substance all over her head that evening. I knew that sticky gooey substance was Sir Suresh's cum. It further explains why her hair was untidy and I knew that it was Sir Suresh's hands holding her head and moving it backwards and forwards as mom struggled to maintain his huge cock inside her tiny mouth. And finally it explained why my mom's bra and blouse were on the floor that evening. I deduced that Sir Suresh removed her blouse and sucked my mom's boobs.
I thought to myself that if I hadn't come early that evening, maybe something more would have happened. I again kept the phone down, my dick was now 100% hard and it was making a shape over my trouser. I held my dick and pressed it down because I didn't like that idea or the thought of my mom betraying my dad with his colleague which was making my dick hard. So I pressed down my dick so as to soften it but it was to no avail. My dick continued to grow harder and harder as the thought of my mom sucking his dick continued harassing my thoughts.
It was now an hour and a half, me alone sitting in the sitting room trying to gather my thoughts in order after I got to know what type of a pervert Sir Suresh was converting my mom to another type of woman. My dick was still hard and I thought of masturbating but again I denied myself that idea because I didn't want to visualize my mom with Suresh but I knew that I will not sleep without masturbating.
The feeling was weird, one part of me was hot after realizing what they did but another part of me was condemning it and angry with Sir Suresh for doing blowjob to my mom. I decided to sleep hoping that all this wicked thoughts would dissipate by morning. I picked up my mom's phone, made sure that I logged out of her WhatsApp and tried to take it to her bedroom. I remembered she told me to bring the phone to her bedroom before I sleep. I went to her bedroom and pushed the door slightly open in order not to wake her up lest she was in deep sleep.
I found that she was already in deep sleep. She was sleeping on her right side and as I looked at her, she was on a red kind of a satin dress which I never found her wearing at all. Then I remembered that it was the satin night dress Sir Suresh bought her and it was in the same package as that of the Saree. I was shocked and wondered why is my mom wearing a satin night dress she was given as a gift by another man? Is she already falling for another man whom she just met in three days?
I just placed the phone over on top , next to her bed and I walked off closing her room slowly. I headed to my room and my dick was still hard, although not so hard as earlier. I lie my head on the pillow still contemplating on what I just saw inside my mom's phone. I was filled with rage and it was not towards my mom, but towards Sir Suresh. I was sure my mom couldn't have sucked his dick willingly. But Suresh made her do it. It was eager to masturbate but i decided not to because I felt weird.
I slept I think for 30 minutes when I was woke up with slight moans. I thought it was a dream but I woke up and realized the moans were emanating from my mom's bedroom. Immediately, my dick became hard and didn't know why. The moans were of my mom and it was clear and distinct. I wondered what was she doing and why was she moaning softly at this time of the night.
My heart was pumping fast by supersonic speed. I woke up from the bed, climbed out and padded toward my mom's bedroom. As I made my way towards the bedroom, the moans became clearer and more precise as I neared her front door. I froze, unsure of what I was hearing. My first thought was that maybe Mom was unwell.
Curiosity got the better of me, and I crept closer, careful not to make a sound. The door was closed but not locked. I peeked at the window of her bedroom and what I saw made me pause.
Mom was on the edge of the bed, naked with her eyes closed, her hand was rubbing her pussy lips, with deliberate motions. Her head tilted back slightly, and a soft sigh escaped her lips as though she was soothing some kind of sexual tension. The thing which made me astounded was the fact that she was holding her phone with one hand and was watching something while her other hand continued to rub her pussy sideways. I saw her pussy was slightly hairy.
Her thunder thighs was so fleshy to the point that it almost masked out her pussy lips.
I watched for a few moments, confused but I knew this was normal for her to masturbate while my dad was away. But the thing that caught my attention and unusual was that she was watching something over the phone as she was holding it close to her face. Friends, this again was not normal because my mom is not really a huge fan of porn. She was bought up as a religious and traditional woman and watching porn was not her thing. During her previous masturbation sessions, she normally talked with dad over the phone.
And dad typically will talk to her naughtily and those naughty words of dad would initiate her to masturbate. It like a session exclusively between mom and dad. But this particular night, mom was watching something on the phone. I really wanted to know what she was watching or did she all of a sudden start watching porn?
She was moaning and moaning, throwing her head at the back of her pillow, closing her eyes, biting her lips. You could sense that she was engulfed with ecstasy of self love. And friends, one things that was distint about this was her masturbation was filled with quick sharp lurching forwards of her body and a lot of jolting which explained to me that whatever that what she was watching over the phone was making her go wild.
She increased her rubbing and fingering herself until she orgasmed and released her juices all over the bed. She threw her phone on the bed and spread her legs and there was a sign of relief marked all over her face which was further supported by a slight smile as she closed her eyes. She cummed.
She paused in that position for like 7 minutes and then she woke up from the bed. The phone was still on placed on the bed and still on. She took a deep inhale and exhale and finally stood up. I thought she might walk towards the door where I was standing so I got scared and decided to run towards my bedroom but before I did so, I realized that she was actually going to the bathroom inside her bedroom.
I watched her walk and this was the first time I saw her body full naked. Those days when she masturbated, she was still with full satin dress on but tonight I got to see her full naked and let me tell you, she is such a voluptuous curvy sort of a lustful model. I watched her boobs and they were full of milk. They were hanging loose, swinging from side to side. She turned her back towards me as she made her way to the bathroom and I got the sight of her fleshy bottom. It was even bigger when you see it naked. Her ass was like 100 tones of meet filled within two balloons.
As she entered he bathroom and closed it, my question was still lingering as to what she was watching. Her phone was on the bed and lit. I thought to myself that I can go inside her bedroom quickly and find out what she was watching inside her phone because her phone was still on and whatever she was watching was still maybe playing.
But I didn't have the courage to do so because I was afraid at the prospect of her catching me. I also didn't want her to know that I knew she was always masturbating at night. But before I gave up, I found myself opening the door to her bedroom ever so slowly. She was still in the bathroom bathing and I could discern that she was bathing because I heard sounds of the shower. The sounds of the shower vitalized my courage because I knew the sounds of the shower will muffle the sounds of my footsteps.
I made my way inside her bedroom and the smell of fresh pussy filled the room. I was now fully inside her bedroom, I tiptoed towards her bedroom keeping my eyes towards her the shower while still casting my eyes towards her phone. As I reached over my mom's phone, I picked it up and I got the shock of my life. My mom, all this time, while she was masturbating, was watching the picture of Sir Suresh's cock which he sent her earlier that night. I felt like fainting.
My hands and fingers were trembling. I raised my eye brows, rubbed my eyes to ensure that I was not dreaming but this was reality, not fiction. My mom was looking at another man's penis while masturbating.
The thought of my mom masturbating to the dick picture of another man who is not legally married to her was inconceivable to me. I couldn't even try to believe what I just saw. My dick, on it's own, started becoming hard again.
I glanced at the corner of her bed and I saw the framed picture of my mom and dad which was always situated on the desk. I looked at my dad at the photo and I felt sorry for him. Instead of my mom masturbating at the picture of my dad,, she was masturbating at the dick picture of his colleague.
Then I heard the sounds of the shower stop and I knew my mom was done with bathing. I quickly placed the phone on her bed where I picked it from and quickly dashed out and closed her door slightly behind me and I ran to my bedroom and jumped on the bed. My suspicions were now fully explained. All my questions were fully answered.
I was shocked and surprised how my traditional mom, who was raised with values and virtues, instead of deleting the dick picture of Sir Suresh from her phone, she decided to not only keep it, but also masturbate while gazing at it.
I thought to myself, "What is happening?" "What did I just witness?" "Did Sir Suresh charm my mom to this extent?" My dick started growing and becoming hard again. The eagerness to masturbate and relieve myself was harassing me.
I tried not to masturbate because it was unusual for me to masturbate while knowing that my mom was with another man. but I couldn't control myself. I removed my trouser with anger, held my dick, while I was still angry at Sir Suresh for enchanting my mom with his charm. Then I started masturbating hard picturing how my mom gave Sir Suresh a blowjob. I knew it was weird masturbating to this kind of thing but it was overwhelming for me.
I masturbated freely until I cummed all over my trouser and the bed. I leaned back and relaxed. I gasped a sigh of relief but deep inside I knew it was wrong to masturbate thinking about this taboo thing between Sir Suresh and mom.
[b]I decided to check my mom's bedroom again to see what she might be doing and I found she just slept but however, she was dressed in that orange satin dress which Sir Suresh bought her.[/b]
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Guys, what do you think. The next part of the story will be even hotter than this. Stay tuned.
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