One part of me was relieved that the clips were done while other part was a bit frustrated since there was nothing more to see. This felt like a war between myself.
Thinking all this I eagerly opened the last file - there was few images.
In first image I saw a yellowish coiled string on the ledge. I couldn’t understand what it is? Most importantly why did Venkat send me this? I wanted something good.
Then I saw a long text caption below read:
"This is your mother’s Mangalsutra - the one your father tied on her taking as wife. Unbeknownst to him, each time his precious wife and I had made passionate sex, we would carefully dip the cherished pendant into our intimate fluid that trickled down from her satisfied pussy. That is why its once-golden hue dulled by a yellowish-white patina. I recall a few times, in a moment of lustful mischief, I even tied the sacred Mangalsutra around my throbbing dick as I thrusted deep inside your mother’s welcoming pussy.
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Interestingly, your mother loved to tie her sacred Mangalsutra around my heavy balls while she licked my cock. It’s strange but that’s what she loved to do.
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Finally, just before she boarded the flight back to India, I tied that Mangalsutra around her neck thus culturally owning her body and soul. I think by now it must be back to its original colour.
You can now imagine how eager your mother must be to reunite with your father and with so as to continue this special bond. Hahaha"
I leaned back in my chair, utterly stunned. To be honest, I was more aroused than angry, although the humiliation lingered. Strangely, the humiliation only added to my arousal.
I couldn't help but wonder what would happen if their little secret ever got out? How would our family react? What would they think? And worst of all, how would my father handle the knowledge that his once faithful wife had been cheating and performing adultery on foreign soil that too with her nephew, whom he treated like his son?
The very thought sent a shiver down my spine. Partly from shame and partly from a forbidden thrill. I tried to push the intrusive thoughts away, but they only seemed to intensify the confusing mix of emotions swirling inside me.
But all these thoughts added more to my arousal. It peaked when I open another image.
In the still frame, Mom's head had lolled back against the rug, dark hair splayed out around her in a halo-like fashion. Her eyes remained shut and arms lay limp at her sides, palms turned upwards. Her legs were splayed open in an almost frog-like pose, thighs spread wide while her heels remained close together with knees bent. The newly-shaven skin of her vulva glistened, coated with her own juices mingled with Venkat's copious amounts of semen. Her gaping, well-fucked pussy had a thoroughly ravaged appearance, as if it had just been worked over vigorously.
It was a scene of devastation -- certainly one of Total Conquest by Venkat. My mom’s body had been completely and utterly taken by this man, behind my back. I wondered with the amount of semen overflowing out of her pussy. So, how much amount of his potent semen must be swimming within her unprotected vagina and womb?!
Instantly I could feel my cock twitching and getting ready to be alive again. I hadn't had such back-to-back erections so quickly in my life.
The arousal state was unbelievable. It just that I don’t what I should do? Should I celebrate or mourn?
Now I looked at the clock and then again at the computer to see if Venkat’s email had arrived as promised. It was past noon by now so I had lunch. But while eating I couldn’t take away the images of my mom with Venkat.
So, I quickly finished my meal and began watching those clips. Now that I knew full story it felt more erotic and sensational to watch.
After a while, it was past evening so I went out for a break. All the while my mind kept questioning when will Venkat’s mail will come and most importantly what more secrets and erotic tale will it be holding.
As I waited for the message, I went back again and viewed some more of those clips but this time with higher volume and some more edits to give it a porn cinema feel. Honestly the way my mom’s mature body was being ravished and loved was an erotic sight. Her moans and sighs of pleasure sounded so sexy - in some places the audio track was like a porn video in itself.
It was around late evening When Venkat Anna’s email arrived. Like the previous ones, it was terse.
“I think you must have watched all the clips by now. In fact, I’m sure you must have watched multiple times.
Please reply back with specific answers to the questions below.
1. Which was the last video clip you watched before you wanked off?
2. You must have the read the last text a few times over. Would you like the lock on your mother’s collar brace to be opened by me?
3. One a scale of 1-5, what is your arousal state now?
4. Last, would you like to watch me fuck your mother? Right in front of you?
Bye."
I thought for a moment on whether to respond to Venkat’s email or not and then hesitantly I hit the "Reply" button. I was going to be terse as well.
I typed out:
"Hi,
1. Clip 6
2. Yes
3. 5 plus
4. Yes
Bye."
I was quite surprised at my own responses especially to the last question. Now I wanted to see what Venkat would respond back with.
In the meantime, my erection was back again - such a pleasant surprise to see that happen. I immediately went back to viewing those clips in random order and pretty soon was back to ejaculating again - what a pleasure it would be to witness it live. I imagined my homely and religious mom moaning and sighing in pleasure, smiling and giggling at Venkat teasingly as she held his cock in her hands, stroking it hard.
When I finished watching, I went to the bathroom to clean myself. I took a warm bath and just as I came out, the doorbell rang.
As walked to the front door and opened it to find my mom standing - she looked so gorgeous. Then suddenly;
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“Hey my boiii Sunil….”
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What???!!!!!!


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