Adultery My Shy Mom Seduced And Fucked by Sir Suresh

[nadia]

CONTINUATION..........





My mom and I went into different stores and I would admit very expensive stores for women clothing. She seemed so happy buying very expensive women clothing. I wondered where she got all this money from because she normally didn't have such huge amounts of money.

I knew very well that Sir Suresh was the one who gave her all that money. As we walked down the street, I saw her ass bouncing here and there and like I said earlier in the story, drivers in the street had a hard time driving, they caused traffic jam just because of them staring at my mom's big bouncy ass.

Besides, I saw her ass and I thought to myself, "This big ass was going to be fucked for the first time tonight by Sir Suresh"


That evening, mom had prepared a meal for both of us. The aroma of spices and freshly cooked lentils filled the air, and the dining table was neatly set, an unusual touch. Her enthusiasm was evident as she placed the dishes before me.

“Here you go,” she said with a smile, sitting across from me. Her energy was radiant, but something seemed to linger just beneath the surface—an undercurrent of excitement.

As we began eating, I noticed her glancing at her phone every few minutes. Her smile would brighten with each glance, her cheeks flushed with a happiness I hadn’t seen in a long time. She seemed completely engrossed, hardly paying attention to the food before her.

“Mom,” I asked after a while, “what’s with the smile? You’ve been staring at your phone all evening.”

“Oh, it’s nothing,” she said quickly, brushing it off with a nervous laugh. “Just a message from an old friend.” Her answer was vague, and though I tried to believe her, the glint in her eyes told another story. There was something more, something she wasn’t ready to share. I let it slide, because I already knew what it was.


After dinner, my mom excused herself and disappeared into her room. When she returned a while later, she had changed into a stunning night-time satin dress—a deep maroon fabric adorned with delicate gold embroidery. I recognized it as the one Sir Suresh had gifted her recently. It flowed gracefully as she moved, accentuating her curves.

“You’re dressed up,” I remarked casually, trying to mask my curiosity.

She only smiled. “Just felt like wearing it,” she said, avoiding eye contact.

I nodded but didn’t press further. Something was in the air, and it felt like the evening was building toward a moment I couldn’t quite grasp yet.



Feeling the weight of anticipation, I decided to go to bed early just to give her freedom. I sensed that tonight was important to her, and though she didn’t share the details with me, I was expecting something hot. As I lay in bed, my ears attuned to every sound in the quiet house, my heart thudded softly in my chest.

Around midnight, a faint knock at the main door broke the silence. I tensed, straining to hear. Soft voices followed, and I recognized my mom's cheerful tone mingling with Sir Suresh. 

This man was going to achieve the most unachievable thing ever which is to fuck my mom on her marital and sacred bed which should only be shared with dad only. There was laughter, light and familiar, as if they’d stepped into a world of their own.

My mom soon came to check on me. Through the slit of my barely open eyes, I saw her peering into my room. I let my breathing remain steady, feigning sleep. Satisfied, she slipped away, her footsteps light as she made her way back to her bedroom. Moments later, I heard the click of her bedroom door closing.

My mind raced. What were they doing in there? The thought filled me with both curiosity and apprehension. I lay there for what felt like an eternity, my heart pounding in the stillness and my dick becoming hard and hard. Finally, I mustered the courage to get up and see for myself.


The bedroom door of my mom was locked and through the narrow gap in the window, I caught a glimpse of the scene inside. My mom was lying on her stomach and her big ass was on the air, her hands crossed under her boobs and her head resting on her crossed hands, while Sir Suresh bent behind her, both of them naked, her presence commanding yet calm. They were talking in hushed tones, their expressions a mix of excitement and nervousness.

“It’s tonight, Sunita,” Sir Suresh said gently. “You promised me to fuck this big ass for the first time.”

My mom nodded, though her face betrayed her hesitation. “I know... I did. But... I’m still not sure. What if it doesn’t work?”

“It will,” Sir Suresh reassured her, his tone firm yet soothing. “You have to trust me. Tonight is about letting go of that fear. You’ll see—it’s going to be magical. Your tight asshole will be mine tonight”

My mom let out a shaky breath, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of her mouth. “It’s just... I don’t think it will fit. I’ve never done anything like this before in my anus.”

Sir Suresh smiled, his confidence unwavering. “That’s why I’m here. To guide you. To make sure it’s perfect.” Suresh reached for a small bottle of oil from the desk and began to apply it on my mom's big ass, gently massaging the tension away. He placed my mom on doggystyle so that he can get a close access to her asshole.





The act was tender, almost ritualistic, as if  were helping my mom prepare for something significant, to be fucked in her asshole for the first time ever. 

My mom's face showed a mixture of reluctance and trust, her features softening as Sir Suresh calming presence enveloped her.

“You’re not alone in this,” Sir Suresh said softly. “I’m here with you, every step of the way. Your husband is such a wasteful man for not using your asshole”

Friends, with this, I agreed with what Sir Suresh said about my dad. How could my dad not fuck my mom's asshole all those years? Many married men around our suburban area dreamed of fucking my mom in the ass but my dad didn't care to use that precious hole situated at the back of my mom. He is a waste.

My mom nodded slowly, her initial hesitation giving way to quiet acceptance. “Okay,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Let’s do this but promise to be gentle”


The air in the room seemed to grow heavier with every passing moment, filled with an eerie sense of expectation.

My mom, still on doggystyle on the bed, presented her big ass as if it were some strange, mystical artifact for Sir Suresh to discover. Her expectations were filled with wonder but also a flicker of concern. Her asshole, which had been sitting quietly for days and years, seemed to exude a presence that left her uneasy. Her fingers played with the edges of the nipples, her body tensed as she waited her asshole to be explored.

With a gentle, reassuring smile, Sir Suresh said, “Don’t worry, Sunita. My dick will fit your asshole. It will fill it all the way to the brim. Just wait, and watch.” He said this as he continued applying oil on her asshole.


Then, suddenly, the room was filled with a pungent aroma as Sir Suresh bent down and started smelling my mom's asshole. It was sharp, intense, and undeniably captivating. The smell seemed to come from my mom's asshole itself, a heady, almost overwhelming scent that filled the air.

Sir Suresh inhaled deeply, his eyes closing for a moment, clearly savoring the aroma of my mom's asshole. As soon as he did this, I remembered what my friend Rahul told me about Sir Suresh smelling my mom's asshole and it came to pass, he was actually telling me the truth.

 “Isn’t it exciting, Sunita? It’s pungent, yes, but there’s something… addictive about it,” he said passionately, his voice almost breathless. “The aroma of this asshole of yours is unlike anything I’ve ever encountered. It’s so powerful, the smell of sweat around it, unwashed asshole, yet so sweet. It’s as though your asshole itself is alive, and it’s calling out to me to fuck it.”


Friends, for me I always thought that it is disgusting to lick asshole but today, I was actually being mesmerized by Sir Suresh smelling mom's asshole that much. It was exuberating to watch him smelling and licking that sweaty and unwashed asshole.


Mom, who had been lying on her stomach, flushed a deep shade of red at her lover's enthusiastic words. She felt suddenly embarrassed, as though she had been caught in something too intimate, too intense. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to ignore the feeling of heat rising in her cheeks.

“Aaahhh ooohhh sshhhh What does it smell like to you, Suresh?” My mom asked, still trying to make sense of the strange combination of aromas filling the room as Sir Suresh licked her asshole.

Sir Suresh, clearly entranced by the scent, leaned back slightly, his fingers still poking mom's asshole. “It smells... weird,” he said slowly, his voice full of wonder. “It’s not like anything I’ve ever smelled before. It’s almost as if it’s something I’m not supposed to understand yet, but it draws me in all the same. It’s... strange. But it feels like it has a purpose, something deeper.”

Mom's face flushed even more, her stomach turning with a strange feeling that she couldn’t quite place. She continued to lie on her stomach, unable to stop Sir Suresh, who seemed so intent on her asshole as if it held the key to something only she could understand.

Sir Suresh, now positioned himself behind my mom, without hesitation, told my mom to spread her asshole, started pushing his dick inside her asshole, his movements careful but steady. But as soon as his dick touched the opening of her tight asshole, it didn’t seem to enter at all. Instead, his dick was met with resistance by mom's asshole, refusing to enter.


My mom, gripping her teeth, shouted out in alarm, “Wait! Don’t push in my asshole like that, Suresh aahhhh! It’s not working. Your dick is not going in!”


Sir Suresh paused, slightly frustrated, but not deterred. “It’s okay, Sunita,” he said, his tone calm yet resolute. “Let me try again.” My mom spread her asscheeks wide apart, trying to adjust the opening, but again, Sir Suresh's dick did not flow in as it was supposed to. 

My mom's asshole was super tight.

My mom, growing increasingly anxious, sat up, her heart racing. “Suresh please it can't enter just leave it” she said, her voice shaky, fear in her eyes.

But Sir Suresh, still focused, turned my mom in doggystyle again, tried a second time, his eyes narrowed in concentration. He adjusted the opening, trying a slightly different angle this time. Sir Suresh took a deep breath and tried a fifth time. This time, something clicked. Slowly, deliberately, his dick began to penetrate my mom's precious asshole. 


It was as though her asshole finally opened up, accepting his huge cock in a slow, measured insertion. My mom moaned, "aaahhhh Sureshhhhh aoooohhhh oooooiiiiihhh ooo please oooooohhh sshhh"

“There,” Sir Suresh said with a small smile, his voice satisfied. “Stop screaming, I told you it would fit. My dick was meant to fuck this asshole of yours and it has adjusted itself like I said, but it just needs the right approach. It’s all about patience and precision.”


My mom, who had been holding her breath throughout the entire process, let out a soft gasp of relief. “I can’t believe it, oohhh sshh  please Suresh slowly aaoooohhh” she moaned, her eyes wide with shock.

But then, my mom hesitated again, a slight concern still in her voice. “Aaahhh oohhhh Maybe… maybe you should go slower, Suresh, gentle .....aahhh gentle....ooohhh noo wait ooohhh why is it burning this much?”

Sir Suresh shot his a brief, irritated glance. “Sunita, stop being so simple. Your asshole won’t open more unless I apply some force. It’s just the way it works. My dick won’t fit if it’s not done properly.”


Mom felt a strange, painful sensation spreading through the opening of her asshole as Sir Suresh went in deeper and deeper, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that her asshole was being opened for the first time. A strange tension gripped her as she bent, her head buried in the pillow to avoid looking at Sir Suresh.


"Spread your asscheeks Sunita so that my dick can enter easily, you are making it hard baby" Sir Suresh told my mom.


"No, Suresh aahhh noooo!" my mom cried out suddenly, her voice breaking. I could see sweat on her face. “Please... wait. You’re pushing too hard. It feels...it's burning.”

Sir Suresh, who had been focused on fucking her asshole deeper, didn’t seem to hear the desperation in my mom's voice. “Sunita, you’re being ridiculous. If I don’t use force, your asshole won’t open up. It’s not going to work otherwise. Now stop acting like this is something to worry about.”

But my mom could feel the pressure inside her building. It wasn’t just asshole anymore—it was something more, something she couldn’t explain. She screamed out, her voice raw with emotion. “No! Please, stop! It’s hurting... I can feel it! Aaahhhh Suressshhh aaooooohhhh”

With every push of Sir Suresh's dick inside her asshole, my mom felt the connection intensify. Her body trembled as if she could sense the life force of her smelly anus merging with her own. Sweat trickled down her face, dampening the skin of her breasts and back as she endured the pressure building inside her asshole. 

From what I saw, Sir Suresh's dick was now halfway in mom's asshole, seemed to pulsate with a strange, powerful energy, and my mom couldn't shake the feeling that it was drawing something from her, something beyond his penis, something more profound.





Sir Suresh, his hands steady but eyes focused, glanced at my mom with a gentle smile. "How do you feel, Sunita?" he asked softly, but my mom's answer came through clenched teeth, a hint of anger creeping into her voice.

“It hurts ssshhh oooooiiiihhhh uuuhhhhhh,” mom muttered, barely audible, her face flushed with the weight of the experience. "This... my asshole shouldn't be filled with your dick aahhhhhhhhhhhh."

Sir Suresh, unfazed by the frustration in my mom's tone, continued his work of pushing his dick inside further her asshole. “You will love anal sex and appreciate it perfectly,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “It's just the beginning. Your asshole needs to be filled all the way for it to hold its full power.” 


“From the moment I saw your big ass for the first time,” he said, his voice filled with determination, “I knew it had to take my dick inside. That was my mission, Sunita. That’s what I’ve been working towards. Fucking your fat ass and I am doing it right now, on your marital bed”


Sir Suresh's dick was now deeper inside her asshole, it swallowed all his dick inside. I didn't believe it, that tight asshole of my mom which seemed impossible to be penetrated by Sir Suresh's big dick was not accommodating it all. As Sir Suresh continued fucking my mom's asshole, the bed beneath them shook with the movement of my mom's big ass, the heavy thumping of the fucking was impacting the bed's movement. 






My mom's big ass seemed to tremble under the pressure. I could hear the shaking, the tremors that reverberated through the floor. “aahhhh aahhh Suressshhhh , be gentle!” mom screamed, her voice panicked. “It’s the first time! You’re going too fast! aahhhhhh oooohhhhhhh”

The bed was shaking so hard that even the glasses which were placed nearby the desk were trembling and clinking as if they were about to fall. 


My mom's fears grew. The speed of Sir Suresh's fucking her asshole made her nervous. She was worried that the opening of her asshole might tear, that the delicate structure wouldn’t hold under the intense force of his dick pushing out and in. “Suressshh oooohhh ooohh aaaaiiiiiii, please!” she pleaded. “You have to slow down!”





I just held my dick and started masturbating stroking my cock so fast. From the way Sir Suresh was fucking my mom's asshole, I knew the opening of her smelly anus was elastic and loose by now. My mom screamed as much as she could but it was too late because Sir Suresh's dick was bully buried in her asshole.


Sir Suresh's dick was now easily going in and out of my mom's tight asshole which was beginning to get loose and loose. "Which hole am I fucking, tell me Sunita which hole am I fucking?", Sir Suresh asked mom as he continued going deeper inside her asshole.

My mom didn't want to answer, "Aaahhh Suresh please stop asking me that, aahhhh ooooooooohhh" Then Sir Suresh continued asking her. "Answer me Sunita, talk to me which hole am I fucking?" Then my mom finally answered, "aahh my asshole, you are fucking my asshole....aahhh oooohhhh"


After about an hour of fucking her asshole, Sir Suresh groaned, "aarrgghh Sunita I am cumming inside your holy asshole aahhhhh take my cum Sunita, aarrgghh take it inside your asshole aaaaaarrggghhh"

My mom who was feeling another man's sperm inside her backdoor hole was starting to moan "OOhh sshh aaahhhhhhh ooohh my....oohh my....aaaahhh ooohhh"


 A sound of exhaustion that was barely audible over the constant fucking. I knew he was cumming inside her asshole, and it seemed as if the final moments were upon them. My mom's body was shaking, her entire body drenched in sweat, her chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. Her voice broke as she shouted, “Aahh Suresh, please... it’s too much... I can’t take it!”

But Sir Suresh didn’t stop. He gripped my mom's big ass tightly, his hands steady as he filled her asshole with the final drops of his holy water, or let's call it his holy sperm. Mom's breath was labored, but she didn’t show any sign of hesitation. The process was nearly complete, and she knew this was a moment she couldn’t back away from.




She felt the sperms flowing down her asshole. My mom dropped down onto the bed, her limbs weak from the ordeal. Sir Suresh  behind her, holding the her fat ass with a sense of reverence. It was no longer just a vessel—it was a symbol of something far greater, and they both felt the weight of that significance. 


Friends, even for me, I cummed so hard and spilled my sperms on the wall nearby with a sound of faint "arrgghh" escaping my mouth. Sir Suresh, with a slow, deliberate motion, began to remove his dick from my mom's loose asshole. As he did so, I noticed something strange. 


Sir Suresh's huge cock, which was buried in my mom's asshole, was now covered in a thick, slimy white substance. At first, I  knew it was his sperm, but there was something else mixed with it, something brown. As the smell hit my senses, I realized it was the unmistakable odor of my mom's brown shit.

I felt a wave of nastiness rise within me, the mixture of his sperm and mom's shit on his dick was exciting to see, a strange combination that didn’t seem to belong. The smell was overpowering, and I could feel getting excited as I saw this.


“Oh, Sunita,” Sir Suresh said, his voice a mix of amusement and surprise. “You pooed on my dick.”

My mom, still lying on the bed, hadn’t realized that she had done. She blinked in surprise, feeling the heat of embarrassment rush to her face. She didn't know what mess she did. “Oh no,” she murmured, her voice full of regret. “I didn’t mean to. I couldn’t control it. I think my asshole must have loosened up, and... I didn’t expect it and it's my first time taking something in my asshole”

Sir Suresh smiled warmly, grabbing a her panties nearby. “You don’t need to apologize, Sunita,” he said kindly. “This is all part of it. Your asshole is just adjusting, and that’s fine. You’re doing great.” He gently wiped away mom's shit from his dick using her panties, his movements calm and reassuring.

With a smile, mom told him while putting a finger inside her asshole to quantify how much Sir Suresh cummed in her asshole, "OOhh myy Suresh, you really cummed so much in my ass, just look at how it continues to spill on the bed...eewwww!"


"That whole milk sperm was only meant for your asshole, I reserved it", Sir Suresh replied with a evil smile.

My mom, feeling the pressure lift slightly, closed her eyes, she suddenly felt the rush of embarrassment and self-consciousness once more. It was too much for her to handle in one moment. Without a word, she woke up from the bed, holding her big ass, quite like trying to plug her asshole, she rushed toward the bathroom, her steps quick and unsteady.


On the bed, she left a small pool of Sir Suresh's cum and a little bit of her shit that flowed from her asshole. It was so hot to see that nasty.

Sir Suresh, watching her sudden movement, couldn’t help but chuckle faintly as he rested on the bed. There was something both amusing and endearing about my mom's sudden reaction. He smiled as she watched my mom hurry away, her face flushed with embarrassment. It was as if the whole experience had overwhelmed my mom, and now she was running from it, not knowing how to process it all.


But all from this, the mission was done! My mom's asshole was finally fucked by Sir Suresh. That holy hole, hidden by her fat asscheeks was now opened and yes, not by my dad, but by Sir Suresh himself. He completely turned my shy mom into his woman and I was happy. 

My mom came back to bed and slept near Sir Suresh. "Thank you my love, you gave me such a priceless asset in your asshole" Sir Suresh said. "You naughty man, you have taken all my body, all the holes. You haven't left anything. I have no option now", my mom replied with a slight smile on her face.


They then kissed for 5 minutes and both turned off the light and slept. I crept slowly to my bedroom and slept also.


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