Adultery My Hot Mom Fucked By This Strong Man.

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We took a rickshaw to Pranav’s house, which looked like a mansion—huge gates, marble steps, fancy cars parked outside. It was massive, way bigger than our house, like something out of a movie.  
 
Dad was grinning the whole way, so happy to see his “friend” Pranav, his supervisor, not knowing what was really going on.  
 
 
 
Friends, Dad’s such a fool, always smiling at Pranav, thinking he’s a good guy. He’s blind to the truth—Pranav’s after Mom, ready to steal her right in front of him. It’s pathetic how clueless my dad is, and I love watching Pranav play him like this. 
 
 
 
We stepped out of the rickshaw, the sun hot on our backs as we walked up the marble steps. Pranav greeted us at the door, his smile wide but his eyes locked on Mom. 
 
Her saree clung to her body, her breasts and ass impossible to ignore. Dad shook Pranav’s hand, laughing, completely unaware of the way Pranav’s gaze lingered on Mom’s curves. 
 
 
Dad - "Pranav, this place is amazing! Thanks for inviting us. What’s this surprise you were talking about? I’m excited!" 
 
 
Pranav - "Anil, my friend, you’ll love it. Just a little something to celebrate your birthday properly. Come in, make yourselves at home." 
 
 
Mom - "Your house is beautiful, Pranav. It’s so big, so fancy. I didn’t expect this." 
 
 
Pranav - "Thanks, Sonia. It’s nothing compared to you in that saree. You look stunning today. Red’s your color."  
 
 
He winked at my mom but mom didn’t reply with anything. 
 
 
 
Dad - "Doesn’t she look great? I told her to wear a saree more often. You’re too kind, Pranav." 
 
 
Mom - "Oh, stop, both of you. I just picked this because it was clean. I’m not used to sarees, they’re so tight." 
 
 
Pranav - "You pull it off perfectly, Sonia. Come on, let’s head inside. I’ve got drinks and some food ready." 
 
 
Dad - "You’re the best, Pranav. I’m so glad you’re my supervisor and friend. This is gonna be a great day!" 
 
Pranav - "Oh, it will be, Anil. I promise you that. Sonia, you comfortable? Need anything?" 
 
Mom - "I’m fine, Pranav. Just happy to be here for Anil’s surprise. You didn’t have to go through all this trouble." 
 
 
Dad laughed, his arm around Mom, oblivious to the way Pranav’s eyes traced her body. We followed him into the mansion, the air cool and smelling of fresh flowers. Wow Sonia is looking marvelous today.  
 
 
 
 
In Pranav’s Mind:  Look at those breast, did she wear like this just for me. I Know she did. Wooow just look at her fat ass. I wonder how her anus smells like. OOh what a woman this is. I am going to rob this foolish Anil off Sonia very soon. 
 
 
The living room was huge, with leather couches, a massive TV, and a chandelier sparkling above. Mom’s saree swished as she walked, her ass swaying, her breasts bouncing slightly with each step.  
 
Pranav’s eyes followed her, his smile hiding his true intentions. I watched it all, my heart racing with excitement, knowing Dad was being played. 
 
 
After an hour or so, Pranav began telling my dad something, this was the beginning of everything, but what did he tell him?.................. 
 
 

Friends, it’s so hot when a wife cheats on her husband—she’s breaking free, living for her own desires, not some boring marriage vow. We should all be enemies to guys with beautiful wives, chase them, and fuck their wives—it’s the ultimate thrill. 

There’s nothing better than stealing a woman who’s supposed to be loyal; it’s power, it’s fun, it’s what life’s about. Mom cheating on Dad with Pranav proves she’s got that fire, and I love seeing Dad get played like a clueless fool.


Inside Pranav’s mansion, the air felt thick, the marble floors gleaming under chandeliers that dripped with crystal. Mom’s red saree clung to her curves, her big breasts pushing against the tight blouse, her fat ass swaying as she walked through the grand living room.


Pranav’s eyes followed her every move, his gaze sharp with envy whenever Dad touched Mom’s arm or waist. His jaw clenched, his hands twitching like he wanted to shove Dad aside—or worse—just to have Mom to himself. 

He stared at Mom’s ass, the way it shook with each step, the saree so tight it outlined every curve, making his eyes burn with hunger.

In Mom’s Mind: Pranav’s probably watching my buttocks shake in this saree—it’s so tight, I can’t control how they move. It’s embarrassing, but it makes my skin tingle knowing he’s looking. Why am I even thinking about him like this?


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My dick twitched watching Pranav’s stare, the way he lusted after Mom right in front of Dad. It was hot, knowing he wanted her so bad he might do something evil to Dad just to get her. 

The room felt charged, like a storm was brewing, with Dad’s clueless smile making it all the more twisted. Pranav’s face darkened, and he cleared his throat, his voice sharp as he spoke.

Pranav: “Anil, Sonia, I need to talk to you both about something important. It’s about work, Anil, and it can’t wait. I’ve got an emergency situation, and it needs your attention. Come sit, we need to discuss this now.”

The room’s luxury making Dad look small and out of place. Dad’s smile faded, his brow creasing as he sensed Pranav’s mood.

Dad: “Pranav, you look upset—what’s wrong? Is everything okay at work? I thought this was a surprise for my birthday. What’s the emergency?”

Pranav leaned forward, his eyes cold, locking onto Dad like a predator. I knew this was no emergency—it was Pranav’s plan to get Dad out of the way so he could fuck Mom. 

My heart raced, the thrill of his scheme making my skin buzz. He was playing Dad like a puppet, using his power as supervisor to manipulate him, and I loved every second of it.

Pranav: “Anil, there’s a big project issue at the office. We need you to travel to the new branch in Delhi—today. It’s critical, and you’re the only one who can handle it. The company’s counting on you.”

Dad’s face went pale, his hands fidgeting on his lap. Mom shifted in her seat, her saree rustling, her eyes darting between Pranav and Dad. 

The room’s air felt heavy, the chandelier’s light casting shadows that danced on the walls.

Dad: “Delhi? Today? Why so sudden? I mean, I just had my birthday, and I was hoping to spend time with Sonia and Karan.”

Mom: “Pranav, what’s going on? Anil’s supposed to be off this week. Why does he need to leave so fast? Can’t someone else handle it?”

Pranav: “Sonia, I wish it could wait, but this is a major client deal. Anil’s the best guy for the job—he knows the system inside out. It’s only for a few months, and it’ll be a big boost for his career. You want him to succeed, don’t you?”

I sat there, my heart pounding, knowing Pranav was lying through his teeth. This was his move to get Dad out of the picture, to have Mom alone in this huge mansion. 

The idea of Pranav fucking Mom while Dad was gone made my dick hard, the thought so dirty and exciting I could barely sit still. Dad looked confused, his mouth opening and closing like he was trying to process it.

Dad: “A few months? How long exactly, Pranav? I need to know what I’m getting into. Can’t we talk about this first?”

Pranav: “Four months, Anil. It’s a big opportunity, and you can’t say no. The tickets are already booked—you leave tonight. Don’t make this harder than it needs to be.”

Dad’s eyes widened, shock written all over his face. He glanced at Mom, his hand reaching for hers, like he wanted more time with her. The room felt tense, Pranav’s voice sharp, his patience wearing thin. 

Mom’s fingers tightened around Dad’s, but her eyes flicked to Pranav, a mix of worry and something else—maybe excitement.

Mom: “Four months is a long time, Pranav. Anil’s been working so hard already. Is there no other way? We were planning to spend time together as a family.”

Pranav: “Sonia, I get it, but this is non-negotiable. The company needs Anil, and he’s got to step up. It’s good for his future—and yours. You’ll be fine here, and I’ll make sure you’re taken care of.”




Friends, I felt so good watching Pranav pull this off, so proud of him for outsmarting Dad. He’s a genius, sending Dad away just to get Mom alone—it’s the ultimate power move. I love how he’s playing Dad like a fool, setting it up to fuck Mom while Dad’s stuck in Delhi. This is why Pranav’s the man—screwing over a guy like Dad to take his beautiful wife is the best kind of victory.



Dad kept asking questions, his voice shaky, and Pranav’s face turned red, his eyes narrowing with anger. He stood up, towering over Dad, his voice booming in the quiet room.

Pranav: “Anil, stop asking so many damn questions! This is your job, and you do what I say. You’re wasting my time with this nonsense. Just get ready to leave, now!”

Dad flinched, his face pale, and then, to my shock, he slid off the couch and knelt at Pranav’s feet, grabbing his toes like a beggar. It was pathetic—Dad, on his knees, pleading with the man who got a blowjob from Mom and now wanted to fuck her. 

My stomach twisted with disgust, but also excitement, knowing Pranav had Dad completely under his thumb. Mom’s eyes widened, her hand covering her mouth, but I saw a flicker of contempt in her gaze.




In Mom’s Mind: Anil’s such a pathetic idiot, kneeling like a dog for Pranav. What a weak, useless man, groveling in front of the guy who had my lips around his cock. How did I marry such a spineless fool? Pranav’s so much stronger, so much better, and I can’t stop wanting him.



Dad: “I’m sorry, Pranav, I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll do what you need, I promise. I just wanted to understand. I’ll get ready, don’t worry.”

Pranav glared down at Dad, his voice cold and sharp, like a whip cracking. The room felt smaller, the air thick with his control over Dad.


Pranav: “Anil, don’t ever question me like that again. You’re lucky I’m giving you this chance. Kiss my toe and show me you understand. Do it now, or you’re done.”

Dad hesitated, his face red, then leaned down and kissed Pranav’s toe, his lips trembling. It was the most pathetic thing I’d ever seen—Dad, so foolish, kissing the foot of the man who wanted his wife, who’d already had her mouth on his dick. 

It meant Dad was nothing, a weak man who’d let his enemy walk all over him. Pranav looked at Mom, winking with a sly grin, his eyes gleaming with victory. 

Mom smiled for a second, confused, then looked away, her face tightening as she stared at the floor.

In Mom’s Mind: Anil’s kissing Pranav’s toe like a coward—what a disgusting man. Pranav’s so powerful, so in control, and I can’t stop thinking about him. Why am I drawn to him when my husband’s such a weakling?

Pranav’s tone changed, sharp and commanding, like he owned the room. “Get up, Anil, and leave. Your flight’s booked for tonight—go pack. Don’t waste my time.” Dad scrambled to his feet, his hands shaking, and turned to Mom and me, his eyes wet with panic.


Dad: “Sonia, Karan, I’ve got to go. It’s work, and I can’t lose this job. I’ll be back soon, okay? I love you both.”He kissed Mom’s cheek, quick and clumsy, then hugged me, his grip weak. 

I stood there, my heart racing, knowing Pranav’s plan was working perfectly.

Me: “Dad, where are you going? What’s this emergency? You’re leaving right now? What about us?”

Dad: “Karan, it’s a big work thing in Delhi. I don’t have a choice—Pranav says it’s important. I’ll call you every day, I promise. Just take care of your mom while I’m gone.”

Me: “Okay, but this is so fast. Why can’t they send someone else? You just had your birthday.”

Dad: “I know, son, but I’ve got to do this. Pranav’s counting on me, and he’s a good guy. I’ll make it up to you and Mom when I’m back. I love you.”


Dad grabbed his coat and rushed out, his footsteps echoing in the mansion’s hallway. It happened so fast, like Pranav snapped his fingers and Dad obeyed. 

Pranav held so much power over him, like a king ordering a servant, and Dad didn’t even see it. My heart pounded, loving how Pranav was winning, setting the stage to have Mom all to himself.




In Dad’s Mind: How did this emergency come up so sudden? It’s okay, I can’t lose this job—Pranav’s giving me a big chance. He’s a great guy, and I’m lucky to have him as my supervisor.



Pranav stood in front of Mom, the room quiet, the air awkward and heavy. Mom shifted, her saree rustling, her big breasts heaving slightly as she breathed. Pranav’s eyes locked onto her, his grin sharp, like he’d already won.




In Pranav’s Mind: I threw Anil in the trash where he belongs, and now Sonia’s all mine. I’m going to fuck her so hard, make her forget that pathetic fool. This is my victory, and she’s my prize.



I sat on the couch, pretending to watch TV, my heart racing as I watched them. I wanted Pranav to fuck Mom, to take her right here in this mansion, to make her his completely. Pranav stepped closer, his hand brushing Mom’s shoulder, her body tensing under his touch. 


She looked uneasy, her eyes darting to the side, but she didn’t pull away.

Pranav: “Sonia, you don’t need to rush home. Anil’s gone, and you’re free here. Stay the night—Karan too. My place is big enough for both of you.”

Mom’s eyes flicked to me, her face unsure, her fingers gripping her saree. I could tell she was nervous, but I wanted to stay, to see what Pranav would do next.

Me: “Pranav, are we really staying here? Sounds cool—can we spend the night? Maybe a couple of days? This place is awesome.”

Pranav: “What do you think, Karan? You like it here, don’t you? My mansion’s got everything—stay as long as you want. Sonia, you’re good with that, right?”


Mom looked at me, a small smile on her lips, but her eyes were worried. She nodded slowly, her voice soft.

Mom: “Karan, if you’re okay with it, we can stay. I don’t have any extra clothes, though. This saree’s all I brought. I just want to make sure you’re comfortable.”

Pranav: “Sonia, don’t worry about clothes. I’ve got a whole wardrobe upstairs—dresses, sarees, anything you need. You’ll look amazing in them. Stay, relax, make yourself at home.”


I grinned, knowing Pranav was setting the stage to fuck Mom tonight. My dick twitched at the thought, the thrill making my skin hot. Later, as the evening closed in, the mansion’s lights dimming, Pranav turned to Mom, his voice smooth but commanding.


Pranav: “Sonia, it’s getting late—mind cooking something for us? I’d love to try your food. Karan’s hungry too, aren’t you? It’ll be a nice way to end the day.”

Mom: “Sure, Pranav, I can cook something. I’ll make some curry and rice—it won’t take long. Karan, you’ll like it, right? I’ll head to the kitchen now.”



In Mom’s Mind: He’s asking me to cook, but what if he tries to fuck me tonight? My heart’s racing—I don’t know if I can handle being alone with him. Why am I even thinking about his cock again?



In Pranav’s Mind: Tonight, I’m going to fuck Sonia so hard she’ll forget Anil’s pathetic little dick. She’s mine now, and I’ll make her scream my name. This mansion’s my playground, and she’s my prize.



That night after we ate, Mom pulled me aside, her voice low, her eyes nervous. The mansion’s halls were quiet, the air cool and heavy with tension. She leaned close, her saree slipping slightly, showing her shoulder.

Mom: “Karan, I want to sleep in your room tonight. I think it’s better if we stay together. It’s a big place, and I’d feel more comfortable. You okay with that?”

Pranav: “Sonia, hold on—this mansion’s huge. No need to share a room; I’ve got a big one just for Karan. He’ll have fun in there—TV, games, everything. You don’t need to worry.”


Me: “Mom, I want that room! It sounds awesome—let me check it out. You’ll be fine, right? I’ll be nearby if you need me.”


Mom: “Karan, if you’re sure, I guess it’s okay. I just want you to have fun. I’ll be in my room, not far. Sleep well, honey.”

Mom came over, kissing my forehead, her lips soft but trembling. “Goodnight, Karan,” she said, her voice shaky. Pranav pointed to a door down the hall, a big grin on his face.

Me: “Goodnight, Mom, goodnight, Pranav. I’m gonna crash in that room—looks cool. See you guys tomorrow. Thanks for letting us stay.”

Mom: “Goodnight, honey. Sleep tight, okay? I’ll see you in the morning. Rest well.”

Pranav: “Night, Karan. Enjoy the room—it’s got everything you need. Sonia, I’ll show you your room next. Get some rest, both of you.”

My heart was pumping, eager to wait, knowing what might happen. I didn’t even bother bathing, too wired to care. At 10 PM, I sneaked out of my room, the mansion’s halls dark and silent, the marble floor cold under my feet. 

I knew Pranav’s room was upstairs, but when I peeked in, it was empty, the bed untouched. My heart pounded harder, knowing my dream was coming true—Pranav was going to fuck Mom. 


I ran to Mom’s room, tiptoeing through the quiet mansion, the big windows letting in moonlight. I hid behind a curtain, peeking through the glass, and my jaw dropped—my dick got hard instantly at what I saw