Adultery My Shy Mom Seduced And Fucked by Sir Suresh

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I put my phone away after talking to Arjun Sir. His words were still ringing in my ears. I decided to go see Aunty Jaya, Rahul's mom. I really, really hated Rahul but I just wanted to greet his mom.


Aunty Jaya has been a really nice family friend to us so I just thought let me go and say hi to her.

My mom was going to visit her later that day, but I wanted to get there first. Aunty Jaya lived nearby, and I knew Rahul would be at home because he was grounded.

That bastard was at his grandpa's place.

Aunty Jaya always kept her gate locked, with a fingerprint scanner. Only my mom and I could get in; she trusted us, she said. I knocked, but nobody answered. 

So I used my finger to open the gate. The house felt familiar; it hadn't changed much since my last secret visit when she was being fucked by Arjun Sir. 

The smell of her perfume, a mix of sweet and musky scents, still hung in the air. It was a heady, almost overwhelming scent. It was a very strong smell; it lingered in the air.

The house was quiet. I thought maybe she wasn't home. Then, in the living room, I saw a man's shoe, dark and fancy-looking. Next to it was a lacy bra, definitely Aunty Jaya's. 

And beside that, a man's shirt, crisp and white, but with lipstick kisses on the collar. I guessed it belonged to her husband, but I remembered Aunty Jaya's husband was on a trip.

I checked the kitchen; nobody was there. I looked in the backyard—nothing. Then, from upstairs, I heard it: it was a clear moaning sounds like, "aaahh oohh sshh yes yes yes"

Loud, clear moaning. I recognized those sounds; they were Aunty Jaya’s, just like when she was with Arjun Sir. I remembered them very well. The sounds were very distinct; they were unforgettable.

My heart pounded. She was having sex and someone was fucking her so hard no wonder she was screaming at the top of her lungs. But with who? 

Could her husband have come home early? I'm a pretty naughty kid, so I decided to find out. I really wanted to know what was going on. I needed to know. I like watching mature people having sex.

I went upstairs, trying to be quiet. Before I even reached her room, I heard her moaning again.

"Oh God…yes…oh yes… fuck my pussy ooooh yes your cock is so big and tasty ooooohhh" she moaned loudly, her voice all breathy. "Oh, that feels so good…harder…right there…it's amazing. Fucckkk meee!!!"

I was really shocked. This wasn't just a quick thing; this was serious. The sexual moment was wild. It was intense; it was passionate. It was a full-blown sexual fucking.

"I love the way you fuck my pussy," she gasped. "It makes me shiver. It's so intense; it feels so good. It's incredibly exciting."

"It's my pleasure, my dear," a man's voice answered, low and rough. "I'm enjoying this immensely. This is thrilling. Your pussy is exhilarating. It's incredibly satisfying."

"I've been waiting for this," she moaned. "I've waited so long. This feels so right. I've wanted this for ages. The anticipation has been unbearable."

I could not believe how lucky I was to know that aunty Jaya is being fucked by someone.

Jaya Aunty: "Secret moments? aaahhhh I hope you mean playful ones, because I've been thinking about you a lot lately. I can't stop thinking about your dick"

Man: "Definitely playful, but there’s something exciting about keeping it just between us. You’ve been on my mind too; it’s hard not to forget how sweet your pussy is"

Jaya Aunty: Aaahhh yessss "Charming, huh? Maybe I should suck your dick in your office each day"

Man: "I’d love that! Every suck is a reminder of how special you are to me."

Jaya Aunty: "Special, huh? aaahh sssssh aahh You might be making me blush even more if you keep this up."

Man: "Good! Blushing looks great on you. These secret moments make all the waiting worthwhile. Your pussy is so good, ride on my baby"

Jaya Aunty: "Well, if it keeps being this fun, I might just encourage more of your 'secret' behavior. ahha aahh ah ahhh eeeiiii"

Man: "Then I’ll make sure to keep it up. Every moment with you feels too precious to resist."

"And I, for you, my love," the man said, his voice just as excited. "This has been torture. I've been dreaming about this moment. I'm incredibly excited. I'm overwhelmed."

My heart was racing. I was getting closer to her bedroom. Just outside her door, I saw some lacy panties – definitely Aunty Jaya’s – and a pair of dark blue men’s boxers. 

Who was this guy? Who was making her scream like that? Had she gotten back together with her husband after cheating on him with Arjun Sir? It was possible, but the sounds didn't sound like that. 

The sounds were far too intense. Is this man really the husband of Jaya?

Then, I heard the man say, "I’ve been dreaming about fucking your pussy ever since I saw you when you picked Rahul up from schoool. You have tortured my mind. I cant eat or sleep"

"Oh, you remember," Aunty Jaya sighed, all happy and breathy. "It was so…unexpected. So exciting. I felt like you were watching me from top to bottom."

That’s when I knew it wasn't her husband. This was someone else. Someone who knew her, who had seen her at schoool. 

My mind was racing; who could it be? It was definitely someone who knew her intimately; it was someone familiar. Aunty Jaya is really a slut for fucking other men behind her husband's back.

The first person she fucked outside her marriage was Arjun Sir. Now Arjun Sir left her and he went for my mom. So now Jaya Aunty already got another man outside her marriage.

And the man is here fucking her pussy while her poor husband is working abroad. But who is this man? I still didn't get to know.

My hands were tight, I was rubbing my dick over my trousers. I could hear Aunty Jaya moaning louder ah ah ah fuckkk meee oooh yessss. I slowly peeked through a crack in the door. 

I gasped. Aunty Jaya was on top of the man, moving up and down. Her big ass were shaking with every movement. It was a vigorous and passionate encounter. Both of them were sweating.







From my view, she was facing away from me which means that I was watching her back. However, I couldn't still see the man who was fucking her. Who is it? I was eager to know this man.

"Yes…yes…oh my God…push harder… fuck me soo good ooooh yes yes yes like that oooohhhh" she screamed, really excited. "This is unbelievable. Oh, this feels so amazing. Your dick is better than my husband's aaahhhhhh"

She was really going at it. This woman was a total wild slut. I’d never seen anything like it. She was incredibly passionate. She was unrestrained, uninhibited, and utterly consumed by this man.

"Harder…" she screamed. "Gaurav…oh, Gaurav… oooh your dick is so good Gaurav"

Ooh gosh! Gaurav? I was completely shocked. Gaurav was our schoool principal! The guy who always looked so serious and proper. 

The guy everyone respected. The man who seemed so incredibly moral and upstanding. It was mind-blowing. It was utterly incredible. Mr Gaurav was one of the persons I hated in schoool because he was strict.

The man everyone thought was a pillar of the community was having wild sex with Rahul's mom. The hypocrisy was unbelievable; it was incredibly shocking. 

It was a complete betrayal of trust from Jaya aunty's side to cheat on her husband like this. It was a dramatic display of moral hypocrisy. It was a total mind-blowing revelation.


Principal Gaurav was a man who inspired both respect and fear. His stern gaze and imposing presence could silence a classroom instantly. 

Students at our schoool whispered about him behind his back, sharing stories of his strict punishments and unwavering expectations. He commanded respect, but his methods often bordered on intimidation. 

He was a man who demanded obedience and compliance; anyone who defied him faced the consequences.

I understood now why Gaurav had become good friends with Rahul, Jaya’s son. He wasn’t just being nice; he was using Rahul to get closer to Jaya. He’d often call Rahul to his office, ostensibly for minor issues, giving him preferential treatment. 

It was a calculated move; it was a strategic maneuver. He used his position of authority to manipulate Rahul into providing information about his mother so that he can fuck her.

Jaya’s moans filled the room, punctuating the rhythmic sounds of their coupling.

"Oh, God…yes…yes… harder…fuck me Gaurav ooh yerss oooohh fuck me like you want to" she cried out, her voice a mixture of breathless pleasure and urgent need. "Right there…oh, that feels incredible…don't stop…"

"You're beautiful," Gaurav murmured, his voice low and husky. "Absolutely beautiful. You're breathtaking; you are magnificent; you are stunning. You are even more beautiful than my wife oohh Jaya move up faster ooohhhh"

"Mmm…yes…keep going…aaahh tell me how you love me ooohhhh" Jaya responded, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "It's…so good…I can't…I can't get enough…this feels so amazing."

As I watched, unseen, a strange heat began to rise within me. My hand moved instinctively towards my trousers, my hands starting to rub against my dick. I couldn't believe Jaya had cheated on her husband. 



Dear friends, cheating wives are the best. Wives who betray their husbands, who break their vows, who defy expectations – they are the most exciting.



"Kiss me," Gaurav whispered, his words rough with passion. "Kiss me hard. Kiss me like you mean it. Show me how much you desire me."

Jaya, still riding him, leaned down, her lips finding his in a hungry, urgent kiss. "Mmm…yes…oh God…this feels so incredible…I need more…I can't get enough of this dick of yours" she murmured against his lips. 

"I need more and more and more. Keep fucking me Gaurav aaahhhhh" Her kisses were frantic, passionate; they were deep and meaningful; they were filled with desire. 

Her body was moving rhythmically, almost uncontrollably. It was a whirlwind of passion.

"You're so alive," Gaurav whispered against her lips. "So vibrant, so full of life. Your energy is intoxicating; it’s breathtaking. You are a force of nature; you are an unstoppable force."

"Mmm…always…always like this… always hot and sexy for you" Jaya murmured between kisses, her body arching against his. 

"I need this all the time. I crave this intensity; I thrive on this passion. It is my lifeblood." Her words were strained, but filled with desire and longing.

Then, Gaurav said something that shocked me to the core.

"Did you tell Aarav…that Rahul's father is actually me?" he asked, his voice low and tense. His words hung heavy in the air. The question was fraught with tension and uncertainty. 

"Never," Jaya said fiercely, her voice strained but resolute. "Never in a million years. He's the one who thinks that he's the father; he doesn't deserve to know the truth."

I didn't believe what I was hearing, I even paused masturbating.

"He doesn't deserve to be burdened with the knowledge of his own failure." She said.

"Why not?" Gaurav pressed, his voice tight with anticipation. "Why protect him? Why shield him from the truth? The truth must come out eventually. The truth will set you free."

"Because he’s a fool," Jaya hissed, her voice laced with contempt. 

"He's oblivious; he’s clueless. He would never believe me. He'd be devastated. It would destroy him. It would ruin everything and also our marriage. I will never, ever let him find out."

The revelation hit me like a ton of bricks. Aarav, Jaya's husband, wasn’t Rahul's real father. Jaya had lied to him all these years.

"How did you manage to hide it for so long?" Gaurav asked, his tone a mixture of awe and admiration. "How did you deceive him so completely? How did you pull off such a perfect deception?"

"He's pathetically gullible," Jaya said, her voice dripping with scorn. "He's so preoccupied with his work; he's so self-absorbed; he's completely blind to the truth. He never suspected a thing."

"He's an easy target; it was so easy to manipulate him. I used his stupidity to my advantage. I simply made sure that he wouldn't suspect anything."

Jaya was really a slut.

"And of course, I made sure I was always pregnant at the right times.", she added.

"I love you," Gaurav whispered, his voice full of passion. "I love you more than anything in the world. You are the most amazing woman I've ever known."

"Your beauty is breathtaking; your intellect is astounding. You are irreplaceable."

"I love you too," Jaya replied, her voice breathless. "More than life itself. You make me feel so alive; you make me feel truly empowered. You make me feel complete." 

Her words were full of passion; they were full of unrestrained excitement.

"Remember Priya's birthday party?" Jaya gasped, her body still moving against his. "We almost got caught making out in the restroom. We were so close to being exposed; it was unbelievably close."


What? Did Gaurav also fuck Jaya during Priya's birthday party when her husband Aarav was also present?

"I had it all under control," Gaurav replied confidently. "I always do. I'm a master strategist. I carefully considered every possible outcome and anticipated every potential contingency."

"I always remain one step ahead. I always anticipate the challenges and I am prepared to counter them."

"But we almost made a mistake, my husband could have caught me" Jaya said, her voice a mix of excitement as she continued riding his dick. 


"We came so incredibly close to being discovered. It was absolutely terrifying; it was incredibly thrilling."

"I had to lie to Aarav that day," Jaya continued, "to create the opportunity to be alone with you in the restroom. He wouldn't have ever suspected anything; he was totally oblivious."

"It was very easy to manipulate him. I merely had to use his own naiveté against him; it was very simple."

"Clever," Gaurav murmured, admiring her cunning. "Incredibly clever. You are a master manipulator; you are a genius strategist. You thought of everything"

"I can't wait for you to tell Aarav the truth," Gaurav said, his voice low and intense. "The truth must come out. I want him to know; I insist on it. It's the only way forward"

"Aaahh aahh ooohh aaahhh I can't do that," Jaya whispered, her voice filled with fear. "I can't ruin his life like that. He still thinks that Rajeev is his son."

"I cannot bear the consequences; I cannot inflict that kind of pain on him. I will never do it."

"Then leave him," Gaurav insisted. "Divorce him. Leave him and come be with me. We can be together, openly, honestly. We deserve to be together; we need to be together."

"But what about your wife?" Jaya asked, her voice hesitant.

"I'll divorce her," Gaurav said firmly. "I'll file for divorce immediately. She's nothing to me. She's not you. I don’t love her. her pussy is not even tight"

"Are you sure about this? Aaahh oooohhhhh sshh aaahhhh" Jaya asked, while still taking Gaurav's dick inside her pussy. "Are you sure you're prepared for the consequences?"

"I'm certain," Gaurav said. "I'm absolutely certain. You're worth it. You're worth more than anything in the world. I'm prepared for anything"

"I want to be with you Jaya; I need to be with you. I will do anything to be with you."

I couldn’t believe my ears. Jaya, the seemingly respectable wife and mother, was a cheater, a liar. She didn’t even care about her hard-working husband. 

Then I remembered Arjun Sir’s words: all women cheat; there’s no such thing as a faithful religious woman. His words echoed in my mind; his words had taken root.

Jaya moved faster, her rhythm accelerating.

"Faster," Gaurav groaned, his voice strained with pleasure. "Move faster, my love. Move faster and faster, and don't stop. I need to cum inside you. I need to release all of my passion inside of you."

"No, not inside me," Jaya gasped, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Anywhere but not inside me. Please, not inside me. I'm not prepared. I'm not ready."

"Where then?" Gaurav urged, his voice thick with anticipation. "Tell me where you want me to release. Where will satisfy your desires? Where will give you pleasure? Where will give you fulfillment?"

"Anywhere…but…not…inside…" Jaya whispered, her body trembling with the intensity of their coupling. She was overwhelmed by passion; she was on the verge of ecstasy.

Gaurav moved faster and faster, his body a blur of motion.

"Oh God…yes…yes…" Jaya cried out. "Faster…faster…I'm…I'm coming… I am cumming aaaooohhhhh Gaurraaavvv!"

"I'm coming too…" Gaurav groaned, his body rigid with pleasure. "I'm going to explode…"

Just before he released, Jaya slid off him. Gaurav spilled his seed onto the bed. At the same moment, I spilled mine onto my hand. My hands were sticky and wet. It was a surreal experience.

Both of them collapsed on the bed.

"Huuuhhhhhhhhhh ooohh, You made me so happy," Jaya whispered, kissing Gaurav passionately on the lips. "You made me incredibly happy. Thank you. Thank you for everything."

"Is that the truth?" Gaurav asked, his voice husky with pleasure. His voice was soft; his voice was full of longing.

"The absolute truth," Jaya replied, her eyes shining with passion. "Every word. Every single word. You are incredibly satisfying; you fulfill my every desire more than my pathetic husband.

"You were so hard to seduce at first," Gaurav said, stroking her hair. "What made you so resistant? Why did you resist my advances the first time I seduced you?"

"You seemed so…smug," Jaya said, her voice a little softer now. She woke up and sat on the bed and began rubbing his dick.






"So self-satisfied. So arrogant. You seemed so sure of yourself; you seemed so entitled. And I hated that. I hated the way you acted. I hated the way you approached me."

"But I persevered," Gaurav said, a chuckle in his voice. "And I'm glad I did."

"What made you fall for me?" Gaurav asked, his voice tender. "What made you fall in love with me? What made you so enamored by my charms? What captured your attention?"

"Your intensity, and your dick" Jaya replied, her voice low and husky. "Your passion. Your unwavering confidence. Your total disregard for societal norms and expectations."

"I am glad you are mine now", Gaurav said. Then after a few minutes.

Gaurav leaned closer to Jaya, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Your ass baby," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "I've been thinking about your fat ass."

"My ass?" Jaya asked, a playful smile curving her lips. "What about my ass? What's so special about my ass?"

"I want to fuck it," Gaurav said, his fingers tracing the air near her ass. "You've never let me fuck your ass before. You promised you would let me today."

"You promised me you would let me feel the warmth of your asshole with my dick."

Jaya’s smile widened, but a hint of worry flickered in her eyes. "We don't have time," she murmured, her voice a little breathless. "My friend is coming to visit."

"My best friend; she’s coming to see me. She’s been trying to visit for some time now." I knew it was my mother; my mother hadn’t seen Aunty Jaya for ages. My mother had been very busy lately.

"Who's this friend?" Gaurav asked, his brow furrowing slightly. He was curious; he was intrigued; he was concerned. "Is this friend important?"

"It’s…it’s my best friend," Jaya replied, her tone evasive. "It's my best friend in the entire world; she's been trying to visit me for a while now. It's been too long. It's important for me to see her."

"I can do this quickly, let me fuck your ass quickly baby" Gaurav said, his hand reaching for her ass again. "Just let me fuck your ass. It will only take a few minutes; it will be quick"

"No," Jaya said firmly. "I need to make sure that the house is clean, and I need to make sure that everything is set up correctly. I must attend to my friend." 


Jaya sat up, her movements swift and decisive. "Clean up," she instructed, her voice impatient. "Hurry up, please. My friend is almost here."

"When will you let me fuck your ass?" Gaurav asked, a note of pleading in his voice. He was clearly frustrated. He clearly wanted to fuck Jaya's asshole; he desperately wanted to.

"Next time, I promise but now stop wasting time Gaurav," Jaya snapped. "Just clean up and hurry. We need to be ready for when my friend arrives. It's urgent; it is extremely important."

I slipped out of the house, not wanting them to see me. I tiptoed out and closed the door just as my mom arrived. She was standing right there outside the gate.





To be continued................