Adultery My Shy Mom Seduced And Fucked by Sir Suresh

[nadia]

((WARNING!! THIS SECTION OF THE STORY CONTAINS NARRATIVE THAT IS EXTREMELY DIRTY AND NAUSIATING. READ IT AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. ANYWAYS ENJOY!!))





"Your shit stinks on my dick, Sunita," Arjun said, his voice laced with a mixture of disgust and a perverse kind of amusement. 

The shitty sweetness, thick and almost overwhelming, clung to his skin, a stark reminder of her complete surrender. 

He found her shit smell both repulsive and strangely intoxicating, a potent symbol of her degradation. 

"It’s a good, almost sickeningly sweet smell, my slutty Sunita. A truly pungent aroma."

"I… I know," Sunita whispered, shame evident in her voice, her words barely audible. The admission was both a confession and a desperate plea for understanding, a recognition of her own depravity. 


"I want to be immoral. I want to throw away every shred of respectability, every ounce of dignity. I want to destroy my marriage", I couldn't believe my mom was speaking like this. 


"I want to destroy any trace of the woman I once was. I want to be a slut. I crave this depravity, this utter lack of control." 

Her words were a torrent of self-recrimination, a shocking admission of her complete moral collapse.

"And some of your shit is dripping onto the bed Sunita," Arjun continued, his tone still laced with amusement as he continued fucking her ass very hard.


"It’s running down the sides, creating a truly messy, rather… aesthetically displeasing situation." He found the mess both disgusting and oddly stimulating.



My mom glanced behind her, her eyes widening in horror as she saw her brown, glistening shit spreading across the pristine white bedsheets. 

The sight filled her with a mixture of shame and a strange, perverse fascination. "Oh Arrjunn fuck my shitty ass ooohhhh" she moaned, her voice thick with shame. 

"I'm so disgusting. I have absolutely no dignity left whatsoever. Fuck my asshole like a whore. I'm a disgrace, an utter failure as a wife, as a woman and as a mother"

"`I’ve completely and utterly lost myself. I'm a pathetic mess." She said.

Her words were a torrent of self-recrimination, a complete admission of her moral collapse, and a desperate attempt to somehow atone for her actions.

"I love how your big ass jiggle Sunita my slut," Arjun said, his voice low and gravelly, a mixture of admiration and contempt lacing his tone. 


"They're so… full of life, so responsive to my fucking. The way they tremble, the way they jiggle and yield… it's utterly captivating. It's… a truly remarkable sight." 









He watched, fascinated, as her fat ass trembled under his touch, their sensitivity a testament to his control.

"Aaahhh ooohhh My ass grew… because you kept fucking my it," My mom mumbled, her voice barely a whisper.

"My asshole… it has expanded, become so… accommodating your dick. I never imagined they could stretch so far. It's... shocking. It’s unsettling how much they've stretched." 

She was saying the truth, her asshole became so stretched and it accommodated Arjun Sir's huge dick.

"Your asshole is stretched because you're a shameless adulteress," Arjun retorted, his voice sharp.

"Your lack of self-respect is astounding. Truly impressive. You've embraced your depravity, abandoned all pretense of morality. Your transformation is remarkable” 

His words were a cruel condemnation, yet also a grudging compliment.

"How are we going to clean these hotel bedsheets?" Arjun asked, gesturing to the spreading shit of my mom with a mixture of disgust and amusement. 


The pristine white fabric was now tainted by dark, glistening shit stains of my mom, a testament to my mom's complete surrender. 


"They’re ruined. Completely and utterly soiled. This is going to be quite the mess to clean up your shit." Arjun said.

"I… I don't know," My mom stammered, her voice thick with shame, her words laced with a deep sense of remorse. "I'm so sorry. I'm so incredibly sorry. I never imagined things would escalate to this point."


"I've behaved appallingly. I've completely disgraced myself, and my asshole is so slutty to shit everywhere" Her words were a torrent of self-recrimination.


Arjun: (leaning forward) So, Sunita, are you proud of yourself for betraying your husband?

Mom: (voice barely a whisper, eyes cast downward) Yes... I’m ashamed, but I can’t help it. I love you, Arjun, and I don’t love him anymore. Fuck my shitty asshole

Arjun: (scoffing) Really? And how do you think that makes you look? If your husband saw us me fucking your asshole now with your shit all over the bed

Mom: (nervously biting her lip while moaning) I... I’d tell him that he was never the man for me, that he doesn’t deserve my loyalty. He doesn't deserve my body

Arjun: (raising an eyebrow) Oh really? You'd tell him like that? What a shameful way to treat a man who trusted you. The man who loved, you but I love how you betrayed him.

Mom: (softly) I know it’s wrong… but in my heart, I’ve already moved on from him. All I want is your dick in my ass aaaahhhh oooooohhhhh 

Arjun: (leaning closer, eyes glinting holding her shoulders) Can you honestly say you wouldn’t care if he caught us? 

Mom: (voice shaking) I... I wouldn’t care. I would tell him he’s the shameful one. Ooohh Arjunnn your dick in my asshole feels sooo good oooohhhh yeeesssss

Arjun: (rolling his eyes) You mean telling him how you've been unfaithful and tainting his name? That makes you look great, doesn’t it?

Mom: (voice filled with regret) Aaahhhh Arjun you make me feel alive, Arjun… something I’ve longed for is only you! You made me your slut and I will be your whore
 

Arjun: (mocking) My whore? Isn’t that just an excuse for being an adulteress? Your stinky shit is just the cherry on top for a beautiful mess you’ve created. 

Mom: (pleading) Please, Arjun… don’t embarrass me like this. I am already your slut, don't make me so much sluttier than this

Arjun: (leaning back, holding her fat ass) Embarrass you? You’ve embarrassed yourself enough already, having committed adultery like this with me

Mom: (pushing her ass back to meet his dick) I know… I let myself go. I’ve completely digressed from what a good wife should be, and now I’m here with you, playing this dirty game

Arjun: (grinning darkly) And enjoying yourself, aren’t you? I'm going to remove my dick from your asshole. Trust me, if I keep fucking this asshole of yours, your brown shit will end up all over the place. 

Mom: (eyes wide with fear) No! Please don’t! Any little mistake and I’ll make a mess everywhere! 




Dear friends, my mom… well, let's just say she made a mess. A truly epic mess. On the bed. I never thought I'd see the day, let alone witness it firsthand. 

It involved her own shit, and let me tell you, it was stinky. I mean, unbelievably stinky. But Arjun Sir loved her shitty smell.

I’m still trying to process it all. It’s beyond anything I could have imagined. I’m not sure how they are going to clean this up. Seriously, it's a mess and they are using a hotel.




Arjun: (smirking) Then hold your asshole tightly before I remove my dick. 

Mom: (skeptical, voice trembling) But… what if—

Arjun: (raising his voice) No more what-ifs! Do it, or I swear you’ll regret it! You slutty bitch 

Mom: (gasping, scared) Okay, alright! 

(As Arjun removes his dick, my mom tightens her asshole, desperately trying to keep her shit inside her asshole from spilling.)

Arjun: (wrinkling his nose in distaste and wiping his dick with a towel) That stinky shit? It’s almost unbearable! You should be embarrassed. I just love how stinky your shit is 

Mom: (voice wavering) Did I spill a lot already? 

Arjun: (smirking) Not much, but enough to make me want to gag. 

Mom: (voice breaking) Please, can we just finish this now? I can’t take it anymore! I feel dirty










Arjun: (shouting) You’re an adulteress! You’re fully aware of how immoral you are, yet here you are. I’m not finished fucking your asshole, so just get used to it. 

Mom: (voice pleading and filled with shame) But if I spill… it’s not just my shit! I can’t mess up the hotel bedsheets! 

Arjun: (unbothered) I couldn’t care less about the hotel's precious bedsheets. 

(He wipes his dick, collecting some of her spilled smelly shit, then pushes his dick back into her filthy shitty asshole.)

Mom: (hurt and frightened) You’re ruining my asshole; can’t you see that? OOohhhh please slowly oooohhhh!

Arjun: (sneering) Your ass? It’s mine now! 

Mom: (tearing up, shame washing over her) I can’t believe I’ve lost my morals like this. I never thought… I’d be this woman. Ooh fuck my asshole I am a slut a whore a bitch oooohhh!


Arjun: (leaning in closer, voice dark) This is you now, Sunita. A shameful woman who revels in her disgrace while getting her asshole fucked and shitting on my dick

Mom: (voice breaking) I can’t believe I succumbed to this… I hate myself for it. Aaaarrrggghhhhhh ooooooooooohhhh!

Arjun: (shouting) Then stop yelling! You don’t want anyone to hear the truth, do you? 

Mom: (murmuring) I’m sorry… I can’t believe I let it come to this. My asshole is really sore Arjun please stop for now!

Arjun: (smirking, but with an edge) You wanted this, didn’t you? This is who you are now—a woman tangled in her own shame getting her asshole fucked right?







"You’ve lost your dignity, Sunita," Arjun said, his voice cold and hard, devoid of any warmth or empathy. "You cheated on your husband. You betrayed your family, your values, everything you claimed to believe in." 

"You're a disgrace. And you've made quite a mess, haven't you?” His words were a cruel condemnation.

"Who owns that ass of yours?" Arjun asked, his voice low and intense, his gaze unwavering. 


"You… you own them," my mom whimpered, her voice trembling, her words laced with a desperate mixture of shame and submission. 

"They're yours to do with as you please. I am yours to command. My body, my dignity... everything is yours." Her complete subservience was both terrifying and pathetic.

Arjun slapped her big ass again, harder this time, his actions emphasizing his dominance. "Who owns this ass, tell me you bitch?" he repeated.


"Yours… yours," My mom repeated, her voice choked with shame and barely audible. 

"Completely and utterly yours. They are yours to command, to control, to… to spoil. I am yours, body and soul." Her complete submission was chilling. She was broken.

"I'm interested in your asshole, not your pussy Sunita, know that from today onwards," 

Arjun said, his voice sharp and dismissive. "Keep them spread wide. I want a full view. I want to see the full extent of that… elasticity and your smelly shit"

"Yes… yes ooooh ok my love," My mom moaned, obeying instantly, she reached behind and spread her asshole so that Arjun Sir could fuck her asshole so much and so rapid.

Arjun stared at the huge amount of my mom's shit coating his dick. The sheer quantity was a shock, a testament to the intensity of her response. 


"This is… excessive," he said, his voice a mixture of surprise and a perverse kind of arousal. "Truly remarkable."

"We should stop," My mom pleaded, her voice laced with panic. "I'm… I'm making a mess. I'm soiling the bedsheets. This is… uncontrollable. I’m losing all control.” 

She was acutely aware of the consequences of her actions, the tangible evidence of her degradation.







"No," Arjun refused, his voice hard and dismissive, his tone brooking no argument. 

"Continue spreading your asscheeks. I want to see how far they can stretch. I want to witness the full extent of your poop.” His refusal was both cruel and compelling, a further assertion of his dominance.



"The whole room smells like your shit Sunita, your smelly shit," Arjun commented, his voice laced with a strange mixture of disgust and fascination. 

My mom hung her head, her shame evident in her moaning. "I… I know," she whispered, her voice thick with self-loathing. 


"I can't… I can't control it. My asshole are so… sensitive, so… over-stimulated. It's a complete loss of control. That's why my shit is falling on the bed, staining the bedsheets."

"I'm utterly and completely out of control." Her words were a mixture of shame and a desperate attempt at explanation, a justification for her utter loss of self-control.


"You're making such a mess, you disgusting slut, you good for nothing whore" Arjun sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. 


"Look at yourself, you pathetic excuse for a wife. You're nothing but a cheap, overripe piece of whore, spilling your shit everywhere and on my dick." 

His words were deliberately cruel, designed to amplify my mom's shame and degrade her further. He enjoyed her humiliation and continued sodomizing her asshole.

"I… I can’t help it," my mom whimpered, her voice choked with shame and tears. 

"It’s… it’s too much. I'm… I'm so ashamed. I’m a worthless piece of trash. I am your slut my love fuck my asshole" She was completely overwhelmed by a torrent of self-loathing. 


Her words were desperate, a pathetic attempt to find some semblance of control amidst the chaos.

"Too much? You pathetic excuse for a woman," Arjun spat, his words like blows to her already battered spirit. "You're a disgusting, shameless whore. You've betrayed your husband, your family, everything you ever claimed to believe in. You're a disgrace." He took a perverse pleasure in her suffering, relishing her degradation.



"I… I need to… to…" my mom stammered, her voice barely audible amidst her moans. 

"I need… I need to cum." The words were a desperate plea, a humiliating confession of her complete loss of control.

"Oh, you need to cum you slut?" Arjun asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Well, let's see how much of that stinky shit you can spill all over this bed, you filthy little whore."

"Let's see how much you can disgrace yourself Sunita, you are such a bitch, a filthy stinky bitch" He continued to fuck her asshole which was now loose, pushing her to the limit. 



Arjun: (fucking her deeper in her asshole) Sunita, I’ve been I want to cum in your asshole 

Mom: (a rush of excitement and shame flooding her) Then... please, fill my shitty asshole with that holy sperms of yours, Arjun.

Arjun: (raising an eyebrow, incredulity lacing his voice) What? Did you really just say that? A married woman asking for something like that? You’ve really lost it.

Mom: (looking down, cheeks flushed and moaning) Aaahhh ooooohhhh! I know it sounds wrong… but I’m so morally spoiled that I just can’t help myself anymore.

Arjun: (slapping her ass hard) So, you’re admitting that you’re a disgrace and a whore, a prostitute, my own prostitute? How delightful. 

Mom: (voice trembling) I can’t deny it, I am whore and your own bitch. I know I sound shameful, but I want you to fill my asshole with that holy sperm. 

Arjun: (snorting with laughter) You actually want me to do that? Who do you think you are, begging for something so depraved? 

Mom: (her voice barely above a whisper) Please… I crave it. I’ve gone too far to turn back now. You have made my asshole so much loose

Arjun: (smiling) What kind of bitch wife begs for something like this? It’s pathetic. You are my slut

Mom: (moaning) Aaahh yes yes oooohhhh! I know… but it’s all I want right now, despite how shameful it is.

Arjun: (grinning wickedly) A married woman begging for another man's sperm in her asshole? You’ve officially reached a new low, and it’s entertaining. 

Mom: (in a shaky voice) I know it’s disgraceful, but I want you to fill it. I need to feel that rush, no matter how humiliating it is. I am a whore, I am not religious anymore, fuck my ass Arjun 

Arjun: (smirking, enjoying this) So you’ve accepted your shameful fate? You actually embrace it? 




Mom: (nodding, feeling vulnerable) Yes, I have. I’ve lost all dignity. Aaahhh oooooohh aaaaaaaaahhh yeessssssssss

Arjun: (mockingly) How poetic! Look at you, a full-blown disgrace, and loving every moment of it! While shitting on my dick as I fuck your smelly asshole

Mom: (voice filled with desperation) I crave it so much… I am in love with that huge dick of yours in my asshole, it feels soo exciting. 

Arjun: (mocking her yearning) You want to be filled? God, it’s hilarious how far you’ve fallen! 

Mom: (her heart racing, eyes filled with a mix of hope and shame) Yes, I’m begging you! Please… I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I need it. 

Arjun: (scoffing) You really are something else, Sunita. Who would’ve thought a woman like you could sink so low and still want more?

Mom: (voice breaking) I know how slutty this I am. Please, I feel like I’m drowning in my own shame… 

Arjun: (leaning in closer to her ear, a taunt in his voice) You’re practically begging for your own humiliation. How does it feel knowing you’ve become my whore woman?

Mom: (eyes glazed with tears) I hate myself for it, but I want it anyway. Please… just do it, Arjun. Fill me up, deposit your warm cum inside and deeper in my asshole ooooooooohhhhh 

Arjun: (smirking, clearly enjoying her distress) You’ve lost all sense of decency, haven’t you? A shameful woman like you begs for what most would shun and cheating on your husband

Mom: (Moaning softly) Yes… I’m begging for it. Fill my asshole with the holy sperm, your holy sperm oh ooh aaahhhhh! I need it!

Arjun: (laughing darkly) Alright, I’ll give you what you’re asking for, but remember, this is only going to deepen your disgrace. 




Then Arjun fucked her so hard and his strokes continued from hard to rapid and finally  he cummed inside her asshole.

"AAaaaarrgghh oooooh Sunitaaaaa!! I Cummiiinngg you whore!!! There you go, you filthy little bitch," Arjun sneered, his voice filled with disdain. 


"Another messy climax. Another demonstration of your utter worthlessness." He continued to cum inside her asshole, finding perverse pleasure in her degradation and shame. 

"You're so pathetic. You're such a mess you slutty Sunita, my whorish queen"

"I… I'm so dirty," My mom moaned, her voice thick with shame and tears. "I'm so… so unholy. I'm a disgusting whore." 




"Unholy? You're far worse than unholy," Arjun hissed, his words a cruel and deliberate insult. "You're a disgrace. And look at the mess you've made. You're a walking, talking, shit-soaked disaster." 

He relished her misery. My mom moans intensified, her ass shaking uncontrollably. She felt utterly broken, utterly degraded. She was a pathetic mess. The shame was almost too much to bear.

"I shitted on the bed oooh nooo... it's all over the bed," My mom moaned whispered, her voice barely audible. She was acutely aware of the mess she'd made, the physical manifestation of her humiliation. 




The sheer amount of shit was so nice looking, an inescapable testament to her degradation. The thought of the cleanup filled her with despair.

"Yes, it is," Arjun said, his voice a cold purr. "And it smells just as disgusting as you. You're a walking, talking slut. I wonder how much bleach it's going to take to clean up this mess you’ve made." 

He was relishing her misery and the consequences of her actions.

I watched, excited, as my mom's shit continued to spread, creating a sticky, glistening mess across the bedsheets. The pungent odor filled the room

The thought of cleaning this mess filled me with revulsion. 

I wondered how anyone could ever possibly clean up this horrific, sticky shitty mess. The extent of my mom's humiliation was overwhelming, a scene seared into my memory.



Arjun's cock remained firmly planted in my mom's asshole, he didn't move at all, completely coated in the sticky, dark shit of my mom.

I also reached my climax, my own cumming adding to the already chaotic real porn I was watching of my mom. 

The intensity of the sensations was overwhelming; a mixture of pure physical pleasure and profound unease. 


"It's... it's warm, I can feel it in my asshole, OOhh your cum makes my the inside of my asshole very ticklish Arjun" 


My mother whispered, her voice barely audible, thick with shame and a perverse kind of excitement. 


The heat of Arjun's semen was seeping into her asshole, a sensation that was both intensely violating and strangely arousing. It was a violation she both craved and abhorred simultaneously.

"Can you feel it, Sunita?" Arjun asked, his voice low and gravelly, a smirk playing on his lips. 


"Yes," she replied, her voice a mere tremor, barely audible above her ragged breathing. 


Arjun deliberately pushed his dick again deeper into my mother’s asshole, ensuring that every last drop of his semen was absorbed, fully saturating her filthy asshole. 


He wanted her to be completely consumed by his fluids, overwhelmed by the physical evidence of his dominance. He relished her complete and utter helplessness.


"I think… I think I'm going to faint," my mother gasped, her voice strained, her body trembling. 







"That's your problem you slut," Arjun responded, his voice dismissive and cruel. He showed no concern, his focus remained solely on his own satisfaction and her humiliation. 


I felt so good seeing this. He reveled in her vulnerability, in her utter dependence on him.

"Why is it my problem?" my mother asked, she was still in doggystyle, Arjun's dick still deep inside her asshole after he cummed in it.



She was trying to understand his complete lack of empathy, his utter disregard for her feelings. She wanted answers, explanations for his heartlessness.

"Because you're a weak, pathetic little whore, Sunita," Arjun retorted, his voice dripping with scorn.

"I… I like it when you talk to me like that," my mother confessed, her voice a barely audible whisper. The humiliation, the pain, the strange arousal.




"I'm going to pull my dick out now," Arjun announced, his voice low and deliberate. 


"Be careful," my mother pleaded, her voice trembling. She was terrified of spilling the mixture of her smelly shit and his semen, of creating a larger mess, a more visible testament to her humiliation. 


The fear was intense; she desperately wanted to avoid further soiling herself.

Arjun slowly withdrew his dick from her asshole. As he did so, a long, wet fart escaped from my mother, a startling sound that shattered the tense silence. 

Also a few mixture of her dark brown shit and Arjun's semen flowed out of her gaping asshole. It was so good to see this mess.

The sound of her fart was loud and unexpectedly pungent, filling the air with an overwhelmingly nice aroma. The smell was unbelievably strong and undeniably disgusting.


Her stinky farts sounded like, "PPPPPPPRRRRRRRRR FFFFFTTT PPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRR GGGHBBBBRRRRRRR POPPP PPPOOPP PPPRRR POPOOPOPOOPOP!! BBBRRRRR"







"I'm glad you farted on my dick and made a mess," Arjun said, a genuine smile spreading across his face. 


"Why are you happy?" my mother asked, her voice laced with a mixture of embarrassment and playful defiance. 


"Because it smells amazing Sunita, your shit and your farts smells so stinky and so nice," Arjun replied, his eyes twinkling. 


"It's... earthy. It's perfectly pungent. It's you my queen, I love it" He found a strange, bizzare satisfaction in her uninhibited, uncontrolled release. 


The mix of her shit and the scent of her farts was intoxicating to him.



"Did you do that on purpose my love?" Arjun asked, leaning closer, his eyes intent on hers. He was genuinely curious; he wanted to know if she had been consciously trying to please him.

My mom blushed crimson, unable to meet his gaze. She struggled to form a response. The shame was overwhelming.

"Answer me, Sunita," Arjun pressed gently, his voice dropping to a low murmur. He was enjoying her discomfort and the power he wielded over her.

"Y-yes," she finally stammered out, her voice barely audible. 


She confessed, unable to hide her shame or her strange sense of satisfaction. The admission was a surrender, a complete relinquishing of her dignity.

Arjun leaned in and kissed her lips, his mouth lingering on hers. The kiss was both passionate and domineering.


"Do you like the smell of my farts and my shit?" she asked after breaking the kiss, her voice surprisingly playful. She was teasing him, testing the boundaries of his preferences.

"I love it," Arjun replied, his voice thick with desire. "It's so lovely. It's perfectly pungent it smells like vanilla" He was utterly captivated.



"You dirty bastard," my mother said.

"I did it on purpose," my mother continued, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I knew you’d love it." She embraced the shame, perversely enjoying his reaction to her rebellious act. 


"You little slut, you dirty bitchy queen," Arjun chuckled. He found her defiance both endearing and arousing. He was completely captivated by her.

My mother,got up and scrambled to the bathroom, desperate to clean herself before the mess spread any further. 


She wanted to escape the intense humiliation and the lingering scents of her shit. 


"Stop running and walk slowly," Arjun called out, his voice sharp and urgent. "You'll spill your shit everywhere!" He was concerned not with her feelings, but with preserving the evidence of his dominance.






"I know! I'm trying to tighten my asshole," she replied, already hurrying towards the bathroom. She desperately wanted to prevent any further soiling of the bed and floor.


"You stinky woman," Arjun muttered, watching her go. He didn't even consider cleaning himself; the mess was a trophy, a testament to his conquest. He was completely unconcerned about hygiene.






He sat on the bed, his dick still heavily coated in my mother’s poop, some of it splattered across the sheets. He showed no interest in cleaning himself, just like he did previously.


I couldn't believe how utterly disgusting this man was. His casual disregard for hygiene, his acceptance of being covered in my mother’s very stinky poop – it was shocking. 

Yet, I found a strange excitement in his depravity, his utter lack of shame. It was both revolting and strangely exciting because he taught me that behavior and I did it with Priya.





Dear friends, my mother wasn't the woman I knew. She had transformed into a degraded adulteress, a dirty woman who shits on the bed after rough anal fuck by Arjun, completely at the mercy of this man's cruel desires. 


She had been stripped bare, both literally and metaphorically. She was now completely Arjun's slut. The transformation was so good and strangely captivating.



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