08-04-2025, 05:20 PM
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Mom stepped out of the bathroom, her hair damp and tucked into a loose bun, her nightgown flowing modestly over her curves—hiding the 38-inch bust, 34-inch waist, and 44-inch ass that had been so exposed earlier.
I was just telling myself that if Manoj got to taste the whole package of my mom's body, then he will be satisfied fully.
But again I cursed myself to think wrongly in that manner because I always knew that sex is only between woman and man who are married.
The shower had washed away the night’s traces of her corruption, but her eyes held a flicker of unease, a shadow of what she’d discovered.
She paused at my doorway, her voice soft but steady.
Mom: - “Sanjay, goodnight, beta. Sleep well, okay?”
Me: - “Goodnight, Ma. You too.”
Mom: - “And… Sanjay, don’t tell your dad about tonight. It’s just our little thing, just remember that me kissing Manoj was a sign of me showing friendship ok?—nothing he needs to worry about.”
Me: - “Okay, Ma. I won’t.”
Mom: - “Good boy. Rest now.”
She offered a faint smile, keeping it simple, shielding me from the adult weight of the night.
Then she turned, her slippers whispering across the floor, and headed to her bedroom.
The door clicked shut, the lock sliding into place with a soft scbang.
I lay in bed, the car ride flickering in my mind—her thighs, Manoj’s fingers rubbing her pure tight pussy, that wetness—but I pushed it aside, drifting into a restless haze.
In her room, Mom sat on the bed’s edge, the phone’s glow casting shadows on her face.
She hesitated, then dialed Shalini, setting it on loudspeaker. The ring cut through the silence, and Shalini’s voice burst in, lively and teasing.
Shalini: - “Rekha! Finally—why’d you bolt early? I looked everywhere for you!”
Mom: - “Shalini, it was too much. I felt dizzy, out of place—had to leave.”
Shalini: - “Dizzy? What happened? Don’t tell me you just sat there all night!”
Mom: - “No, it… got complicated. I couldn’t stay—too many people, too loud music”
Shalini: - “Complicated how? Come on, Rekha—give me something juicy!”
Mom: - “It’s not like that, Shalini. Where were you? I needed you, and you vanished.”
Shalini: - “Me? Oh, I was… occupied. Having a little fun in the bathroom, you know, with a friend. Getting my pussy fucked”
Mom: - “What? Pu....? Bathroom? With a friend? Shalini, what do you mean?”
Shalini: - “Just what it sounds like—a quick fuck. Nothing heavy, just enjoying myself.”
Mom: - “A fuck? Shalini—you’re married! Who was it?”
Shalini: - “Rakesh, my long time fuck partner. Ravi’s away, so I took a chance—pure fun.”
Mom: - “Fun? That’s unfaithful—how could you do that to Ravi, your holy husband?”
Shalini: - “Unfaithful’s a big word, Rekha. It’s not serious—just a quick sex moment. No one’s hurt.”
Mom: - “But it’s wrong! Breaking vows like that—what if Ravi finds out?”
Shalini: - “He won’t. H is out of town for a day. I’m careful—bathroom’s discreet, Rakesh won’t talk. It’s under control.”
Mom: - “Careful? Shalini, someone could’ve seen you—then what?”
Shalini: - “No one did. I know how to play it—phone’s locked, lips sealed. Ravi’s clueless. Ihave been doing it for 6 years now with Rakesh and my husband Ravi has never found out."
Mom: - “Gosh! Six years? I can’t believe you’re so calm. It’s reckless—sinful!”
Shalini: - “Sinful? Oh, Rekha, lighten up—having fun isn’t a sin. It’s living! You should try it. We can't just have one dick of our husbands for the rest of our lives. We need to spice up a bit.”
Mom: - “Try it? No, Shalini—that’s not me. I don’t see it like that. I will never do such a thing to my husband even if he is away”
Shalini: - “You’re too strict on yourself. Tell me—did you at least meet a man tonight?”
Mom: - “A man? Well… yes, I did. His name’s Manoj. I don't like him though.”
Shalini: - “Manoj? Ooh, now we’re talking! Who is he? Spill it, Rekha!”
Mom: - “He’s older—maybe 55. Drove us home, kept talking, flirting. Too much, really. I told him I am married but he won't listen”
Shalini: - “Flirting is normal Rekha. Love that! What’d he do—give me the details!”
Mom: - “He… he danced with me, got close—too close. Then he kissed me, Shalini. I cursed myself to let him. I can't explain how it happened. I was so quick but too long.”
Shalini: - “Kissed you?! Rekha, you vixen! I told you that spicing up is the way to go. How was it—hot, wild?”
Mom: - “No, I was just dizzy. I pushed him off—it didn’t feel right, not with my husband Amit away.”
Shalini: - “Didn’t feel right? Why not? Sounds like a dream to me! Why didn't you take him to your place and get him to fuck you?”
Mom: - “Because I’m married! I can’t—it’s a sin. I need to do puja, cleanse this guilt.”
Shalini: - “Puja? Spare me, Rekha—religion’s just a guilt trap. Everyone sins, it’s normal! When it comes to having fun, don't put religious matters into it. In fact, every married woman does it. You know Priya, Hareeta, Sangeetha?”
Mom: - "Yes, I know them, what did they do?"
Shalini:- "They all get fucked outside their marriage by other men"
Mom: - “Not normal for me. I feel dirty—there’s more, Shalini, something I’m hiding.”
Shalini: - “Hiding? Oh, you’ve got me hooked—what’s the big secret?”
Mom: - “In the car… I woke up with wetness between my thighs. And you know my private part was wet too. Manoj said something odd about it.”
Shalini: - “Wetness? Rekha, what?! You mean your juices? Tell me everything!”
Mom: - “Yes—juices. He told me to check the bathroom, said I’d find something nice there.”
Shalini: - “Nice? Oh my God—he was rubbing you, wasn’t he? That’s why you were wet! He was rubbing your pussy"
Mom: - “Rubbing me? Shalini, no—I was asleep! How could that happen?”
Shalini: - “Easy, Rekha—he teased your pussy, got you going. Sleep just let your juices flow.”
Mom: - “Flow? While I was asleep? That’s… impossible!”
Shalini: - “Not impossible—natural. Your body reacted, awake or not. Manoj knew the trick.”
Mom: - “Natural? It’s filthy—I feel so wrong, Shalini. I need puja to fix this.”
Shalini: - “Puja’s a waste—why cleanse something good? You enjoyed it, deep down.”
Mom: - “Enjoyed? No—I’m ashamed. It’s a betrayal of Amit.”
Shalini: - “Betrayal’s a big word. It’s just a thrill—own it, Rekha, don’t run to prayers. You need Manoj to fulfill your desires, not prayers Rekha, wake up”
Mom: - “I can’t own this. But… Manoj texted me right now, he wants to come over.”
Shalini: - “Come over? Yes, Rekha, invite him! Perfect chance to let loose!”
Mom: - “No, Shalini—I can’t. What if something happens? It’s too risky.”
Shalini: - “Risk’s the fun! He’s into you—let him in, see what sparks fly. You are religious right? Then inviting a friend over is what a religious person does”
Mom: - “You’re filthy, pushing me like this! What if it goes wrong?”
Shalini: - “Wrong? It’ll go right—those breasts, that ass—he’d worship you. Don’t waste it!”
Mom: - “Shalini! That’s shocking—what are you saying?”
Shalini: - “Truth, Rekha—your body’s begging for it while Amit’s gone. Let Manoj work it. Why should you let your big breasts and your massive ass go to waist?”
Mom: - “You devil—I can’t believe you! Maybe… half yes, half no. I’ll think. I will see but if he tries it this time, I will chase him out of my house”
Shalini: - (laughing) “Half yes is progress! I am sure you will not chase him once he rubs your pussy again. Trust me! Call him, temptress—night!”
Mom: - “Goodnight, you filthy thing. You are such a naughty friend "
Mom hung up, her breath shaky, the phone slipping to the mattress. She sat there, torn—her faith pulling her to penance, Shalini’s words luring her into something wilder.
The night’s secrets pressed heavy, her mind a storm of guilt and curiosity.
Next part is coming soon! Give me your thoughts guys or what you want to see. Although this is a real story, I can add few of your suggestions earlier on!
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