Misc. Erotica Journey of a Dutiful Son towards Cuckson

[Mortalbeast]

 

 
I revisited previous clips to gain a better understanding of the content, as it was difficult to process alongside the accompanying texts. The situation was overwhelming and challenging to accept. Physically, I was experiencing a strong reaction, but emotionally, I was torn between humiliation and arousal, particularly due to the explicit comments made about my family. However, the unexpected reaction of my traditionally conservative and devout mother, who seemed to derive pleasure from the experience, suggested an alternative perspective. This led me to consider embracing the situation, rather than resisting it, and finding a way to reconcile my conflicting emotions.

The footage in Clip 6 was quite striking. The phone camera was positioned in such a way that it captured a wide-angle view of the apartment, provided an unobstructed view of the scene unfolding. At one point, my mother came into frame, lifted off the ground and cradled in Venkat Anna's arms, her legs wrapped around his hip in a tight embrace. As Venkat Anna slowly navigated the rooms, he supported my mother's weight with one hand under her buttocks and the other on her back, pulling her close. The image revealed my mother's saree bunched up around her hip, her breasts pressed against Venkat Anna's chest, and her lips kissing his neck as she clung to him.



The video clip lasted for several minutes, showing them moving from one room to another. They would enter a room, spend a few minutes inside, and then exit, only to head into the kitchen or another area, with my mom still clinging to Venkat's neck. What struck me as odd was that every time they emerged from a room, my mom appeared flushed and exhausted, despite Venkat carrying her the entire time. I couldn't fathom the reason behind her fatigue, as Venkat seemed to be doing all the heavy lifting, literally.

I must say that my mom’s dusky body was in contrast to her silver white saree which was hanging around him made an erotic sight together. Occasionally Venkat Anna would stop walking and the two would share a long kiss. But towards the end mom seemed very tired and kind of unconscious. 

After a while, Venkat Anna walked over to the dining table and helped seat Mom on the edge. From my vantage point, I could make out their bodies undulating and grinding together. I heard muffled grunts issuing from Venkat Anna interspersed with breathy moans escaping Mom's lips.

Slowly but surely, Mom seemed to regain her strength and enthusiasm, clearly growing to relish their activities. Yet I still found myself perplexed, struggling to fully comprehend exactly what transpired before my eyes between the pair.

Finally, I could see Venkat Anna’s movement stopped abruptly and both hugged each other. They kind of became still in a tight embrace till their bodies stopped twitching. After that there was a lot of kissing between the two. 



Wait! Are they?! No! That can’t be true! My mom will not go that far. She loves my father and will never cheat him on their 20th anniversary. But all the movements while clinging to each other. No! Venkat Anna will not do such a thing with my mom, his own aunt. I must be thinking too much.

After a while of kissing each other they both looked down at something on the floor and I could see mom giggling and shying by closing her face in her palm. The scene faded to black, leaving me in a heightened state of sexual arousal and emotional turmoil, teetering on the precipice of a shattering climax.

I hastily opened the next text 6, my hands shaking as I struggled to contain my emotions, feeling overwhelmed and on the brink of tears.

“That was the first fuck of your mother’s anniversary night.  Geetha loves being carried while impaled and since it was her special anniversary so, I obliged for as long as I could before my arms and legs got tired. It's a good thing she is so petite and easy to lift.  

I cannot describe the feeling of absolute pleasure I felt during the time my cock was inside your mother’s glory hole. Her pussy felt snug, safe, protective and matronly. As it was first sex of the night so I went easy on her. Also, it was your first time seeing your mother with me, that’s why I didn’t record when I took her inside the room to have some quality sex. 

 I’m sure you must be wondering what we looked down on the floor? well that was a big drop of our mutual cum that had dripped down from between her thighs as I placed her down. Well, you’ll be surprised to know that it’s not my first time creampie-ing your mother.

Ending now"

My mom was engaging in sexual intercourse with her nephew! What? My Indian mother was involved in a heated sexual encounter with her nephew that too on her 20th marriage anniversary, why?! She did all this in a foreign land, America, which was my dream place to visit. Upon all that she was moaning like the women in the pornographic films, expressing her intense pleasure.

As I watched, my mother was being penetrated passionately, just like in the pornographic movies I had seen. It was surreal to see my own mother, who was till this point so strict of values experiencing such raw, animalistic lust.

Watching my own cousin Venkat cock inside my mother’s vagina, must have stirred up intense emotions that was hidden within me. Unable to contain myself, I quickly removed my shorts and underwear, revealing my erect member. I began masturbating furiously, taking pleasure in the sight of my mother's naked body being ravaged by lust.

What am I doing? The woman I've known as my mother all these years is currently engaged in intimate relations with her own nephew, my younger brother Venkat. Yet she's acting out the submissive roles often depicted in adult films with great enthusiasm, evidenced by her impassioned cries of ecstasy invoking the divine. This is a stark contrast to the person I thought I knew, who prays daily and values her honour.

Does she truly desire this encounter? Is she craving Venkat's manhood? Why would I make such an assumption about his size? Oh, but it's undeniable - she's married to my father, an average Indian man. Face it, Venkat is exceptionally well-endowed even compared to the hung studs featured in American pornography. Study him - he's large and dominant, and I glimpsed the prominent bulge in his pants. There's no question, my mother is voluntarily taking my cousin's impressive cock.

I must confess, the thought of my mother engaging in intimate acts with Venkat sparked an undeniable arousal within me. The notion that she would partake in such actions, despite her age, filled me with an intense, all-consuming desire - not necessarily for her, but rather for the taboo nature of her deeds themselves. I paused, a sudden realization washing over me. Wasn't I, as her son, supposed to feel a sense of discomfort or even outrage at the idea of my mother's sexual exploits with another man? Surely, a normal son would be repulsed by the mere suggestion. And yet, here I was, eagerly visualizing and indulging in the fantasy of my attractive mother being taken by a younger man like Venkat. As I continued to pleasure myself, I couldn't help but acknowledge the fact that perhaps I wasn't entirely... typical.

I had hardly taken a few strokes before I ejaculated in spurts all over the floor - with some of my cum falling on his shorts - now lying crumpled on the floor. I had barely lasted a minute while releasing so much. I realised the excitement and arousal had been too much for me to handle.

The release of pent-up pressure and desire calmed me down a bit. For a few minutes I went through the mechanics of moving my clothes to the washing machine and wiping the floor before settling back into the chair to see the remainder of what Venkat Anna had put up. The very thought of it made my flaccid cock that had shrunk and hung limply to stand completely erected like some magic trick. Seeing this, I decided to sit naked from the waist below as I was sure to cum a lot from watching my own mom’s sexual escapades. This time without a second thought I clicked the link to the next video clip.

That’s clip 7.

The video began with a slight dark scene before gradually illuminating to reveal a passionate embrace between my mother and Venkat. As they kissed intensely, mom slowly turned to face the camera, her face flushed with arousal and shame. Her lips glistened with saliva; eyes half-lidded in bliss. It was clear that Venkat had thoroughly satisfied my mother. Yet his wandering hands continued to grope and pinch at her heaving bosom, teasing and tugging on her sensitive nipples, seeking to reignite her desire.

Venkat gently leaned in, his lips brushing against her neck as his hands began to carefully undo the intricate folds of my mother's elegant silver-white saree. The fabric, already slightly loosened from their earlier intimate moments, slid off easily, revealing more of her skin. With the saree removed, Venkat stepped back, momentarily blocking the camera's view before the image stabilized. As the camera's position adjusted, my mother's giggles became audible, and she began to untie the knot of her petticoat, her movements visible on the screen.



My breath grew heavier, my cock twitching with anticipation as I watched in awe and disbelief. Slowly, oh so slowly, my beautiful mother's petticoat slipped seductively between her shapely legs, tumbling to the floor at her feet. And there, for the very first time, her most intimate womanhood was laid bare before my hungry eyes.

I drank in the sight - a dark brown triangle, the centre cleaved by a long, tantalizing slit. Plump, glistening lips framed the entrance to her forbidden garden. The delicate skin surrounding her sex was flushed and glistening with arousal. It was undeniable - Venkat Anna had indeed dicked my precious mother.




I couldn't help but compare this vision of temptation to the golden goddesses I'd worshipped in American adult films. While she may not have quite matched their standards of beauty, in that moment she rivalled even the stunning ‘Priya Rai’. My cock throbbed, aching for relief as I fantasized about burying myself in my mother's warm, welcoming depths.

Text 7 

"Did you see how radiant and beautiful your mother pussy looked? I can't fathom that you came into this world through such an exquisite vessel. Do you recall how sleek and smooth her skin appeared in that video?
 
Earlier, I remarked on how her arms were silky to the touch. Well, in anticipation of your parents' anniversary, I treated Geetha to a thorough waxing session. The process was quite painful - she was in tears when they were working on her intimate area. But once she saw the final result, gazing at her newly polished body, she adored how it turned out. Every inch of her was incredibly sleek and radiant. And her most private place - so lovely and satin-smooth all over. I'm telling you; the sight of your mother's bare body has a more electrifying effect than a whole bottle of Levitra.
 
Before ending, please have a good look at your mother’s pussy because I will show how aftermath condition looks like.”
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