Adultery My Hot Mom Fucked By This Strong Man.
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The moonlight poured through the mansion’s window, bathing Mom’s bedroom in a silver glow, the air thick with jasmine from her perfume. Pranav stood over her, his 11-inch dick hard and towering, his eyes burning with hunger. “Sonia, suck it now,” he demanded, his voice rough, stepping closer, his shorts pooled at his feet. 

“No more pretending—you want this cock.” Mom sat on the bed, her pinkish nightdress riding up her thighs, her big breasts heaving. Her hands trembled, reaching for his dick, her fingers shaking as she wrapped them around its thick base, her eyes locked on it, wide and conflicted. Her nightdress made her look like a whore.


MY MOM WORE THIS KIND OF NIGHTDRESS

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She was salivating, a thin line of drool slipping from her lips, her tongue darting out instinctively. I watched, my heart pounding, my dick throbbing—Mom staring at his massive cock was so hot, her hunger clear despite her denials.




In Mom’s Mind: I’m salivating just looking at Pranav's tantalizing massive cock—it’s so big, it looks so big and massive. I can’t help it, my body wants this. Why am I so drawn to him when I should say no?




“Don’t make me do this,” Mom pleaded, her voice soft, her fingers tightening around his dick, her trembling betraying her words. “I’m someone else's wife—I can’t betray my husband like this.” 

She started rubbing, her hands moving slowly up and down his shaft, her grip firm but hesitant, like she was fighting herself. I knew she was pretending—she knew exactly how to rub a dick, her strokes too smooth, too practiced for a “good wife.” 

What a slut my mom is, all this time she was pretending to be a good wife to my dad but now look at her rubbing another man's dick like a good whore should do.

The room was silent except for the soft rustle of her nightdress and Pranav’s heavy breathing, the moonlight glinting off his cock.

“You’re too good at this, Sonia,” Pranav groaned, his eyes narrowing, a smirk spreading. “Bet you learned from watching porn, didn’t you? No way that bastard Anil taught you to stroke like that. You’re a dirty girl under all that good-wife act.” 

His voice was thick with lust, the words dripping with filth, the bed creaking as he leaned closer.

“No, I don’t watch that stuff, don't drop me to that level of filth” Mom whispered, her hands still moving, her face flushed. “I’m not like that, Pranav. I’m just… trying to make you stop.” 

Her denial was weak, her fingers gliding faster, betraying her skill. She leaned forward, spitting on his dick, the saliva glistening as it dripped down his shaft, her eyes wide with shock at her own action.

“Fuck, Sonia, spitting on my cock?” Pranav chuckled, his voice low and filthy, surprised by her boldness. “You’re dirtier than I thought—look at you, getting it nice and wet for me. Keep rubbing, you know you love it. Anil’s never seen this side of you, has he?” 

Mom stayed silent, her hands working faster, sliding along his slick cock, her fingers tight, her movements steady despite her trembling. Pranav groaned, his head tilting back, his voice rough. “Damn, your hands are magic, Sonia. Better than any porn star. Keep going, make that cock yours. Don't pretend that you want this cock in your mouth” 


The room filled with the wet sound of her rubbing, her nightdress slipping further, showing the curve of her ass.



Friends, seeing Mom treated like a slut by Pranav is so fucking good—it’s the hottest thing ever for me to experience. I love watching her turn slut, destroying her vows she made to dad during their marriage, becoming Pranav’s dirty girl, breaking every rule.

A mom who is a slut is the best mom ever, and I embrace it, cheering her on as she betrays Dad. It’s raw, it’s wrong and forbidden, and that’s why it’s perfect and so good to see. Good moms are boring, slutty moms are the best.



Mom’s hands slowed, her lips parting as she leaned closer, her breath hot on his cock. Step by step, she guided it to her mouth, her tongue brushing the tip, hesitant but drawn in. 

Her lips stretched around his massive dick, struggling to take it, her eyes watering as she pushed it in halfway, her mouth full. I was so excited, my dick throbbing, watching Mom become a slut slowly, her good-wife mask slipping away with every inch she took. 

The moonlight caught the tears on her cheeks, her hands gripping his thighs for balance.

“It’s too big, Pranav,” Mom mumbled, her voice muffled, pulling back slightly, her lips wet. “I can’t… it’s too much.” Her words were shaky, her mouth hovering over his cock, saliva dripping down her chin.

“I know when a woman is pretending,” Pranav growled, his hands sliding behind her head, fingers tangling in her hair. “You can take it, Sonia. Suck it like you mean it—don’t play innocent now, you are already my whore, it's too late.” His voice was commanding, his grip firm, pushing her head closer, forcing his dick deeper.

“Let me do it myself,” Mom pleaded, her voice desperate, her hands pushing against his thighs. “Don’t force me, Pranav. I’ll do it, just… let me go slow.” Her eyes flicked up, meeting his, her face flushed with fear and desire.

“It’ll fit inside your mouth, just like you sucked it that time at the bush,” Pranav sneered, his hands loosening slightly, but still guiding her. “You took it then, and you loved it. Suck it, Sonia—show me how much you want it.” 

Mom started sucking slowly, her lips sliding halfway down his cock, her mouth stretching, her cheeks hollowing as she worked. The wet slurping sound filled the room—slurp, slurp, gluck—mixing with Pranav’s groans and the faint creak of the bed. 


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“Fuck, that’s good,” he groaned, his voice thick. “Look at you, taking my cock like a pro. Anil’s tiny dick never got this, did it? Keep going, you dirty girl.”

Mom pushed deeper, her lips trembling, her tears streaming as his dick choked her, filling her mouth completely. Step by step, she moved forward, her tongue swirling, her throat relaxing until his entire 11-inch cock was inside, her nose pressed against his skin. 

Pranav’s hands tightened on her head again, ignoring her earlier plea, holding her there as she gagged. “That’s it, Sonia,” he moaned, his voice filthy. “Swallow that whole fucking cock. You’re my slut now, not Anil’s boring wife. Look at you, choking for me.” 

The room’s air was thick, the jasmine scent mixing with sweat, the moonlight casting shadows of their bodies on the wall. Simultaneously, Mom’s hands gripped his thighs, her nails digging in, her body trembling as she sucked. 



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Her nightdress slipped, showing her big breasts heaving, her fat ass swaying slightly on the bed. My dick was rock-hard, my excitement overwhelming as I watched her become Pranav’s slut. I unzipped my pants, pulling out my cock, stroking it slowly, my eyes glued to Mom’s lips around his dick. 

Step by step, I matched her rhythm, my hand moving on my dick as her mouth slid, my heart racing with the thrill of her betrayal. Pranav’s groans grew louder, his hips twitching, the wet slurp, gluck, slurp echoing, Mom’s tears dripping onto the bed.



In Mom’s Mind: Pranav's cock tastes so good, so strong—I love it, even if I’m pretending I don’t. Pranav knows I can’t hide it anymore, my body’s betraying me. I can’t pretend when he sees right through me.



Mom’s sucking sped up, her head moving faster, Pranav’s hands guiding her, pushing her deeper. “You love this cock, don’t you?” he taunted, his voice a low growl. “Nod if you’re my dirty girl.” 

Mom nodded, her mouth full, unable to speak, her eyes watering as she sucked harder. “Fuck, you’re perfect,” he groaned, his hands tightening. “Anil’s never made you choke like this, has he?” 

She nodded again, the gluck, gluck, slurp louder, her saliva dripping, her breasts bouncing with each movement. The room’s heat was stifling, the window fogging slightly from my breath as I watched, my hand stroking faster. What a slut my mom is.

I am now starting to believe that actually all those years, my mom was just a slut who could cheat my dad very very very easily as she is doing now following another man's order while sucking his cock.




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Suddenly, Mom pulled back, coughing hard, her hand on her chest, her face red. “I need a break,” she gasped, wiping her tears, her body shaking, overwhelmed. She leaned forward, her hands on her knees, her nightdress slipping to show her thighs, her breathing ragged.


“What’s wrong, Sonia?” Pranav chuckled, his voice smug, stepping closer. “Can’t handle a real man’s cock? You’re doing so good, don’t stop now.” His grin was wicked, his eyes glinting in the moonlight.


“I just need a second,” Mom panted, her voice weak, her hands trembling as she wiped her mouth. “It’s too much, Pranav. I can’t keep up. Your thing is so  huge, wait a little please” Her eyes darted away, her body slumped, showing how overwhelmed she was, her tears staining her cheeks.

“The fact that you are choking means that you are already loving it. You deserve a man who makes you choke, Sonia,” Pranav bragged, his voice thick with pride. 

“You’re mine now, built for my cock. Keep sucking—you were born for this.” Mom hesitated, then leaned forward, taking his dick again, this time sliding it in quickly, her mouth fitting easier, her lips stretching wide. 

Pranav moved fast, his hips thrusting, the slurp, gluck, slurp filling the room, louder and wetter. Mom’s hands moved to his balls, sucking them gently, her tongue swirling, her eyes half-closed with focus.

“Fuck, Sonia, sucking my balls like that?” Pranav groaned, his voice filthy and approving. “You’re a dirty whore, better than Anil could ever dream. Keep going, make those balls yours. You’re my slut, and you love it.” 




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Mom stayed silent, her mouth working, her breasts heaving as she sucked, the bed creaking under her movements. Pranav pulled her up, and started kissing her mouth. 

I saw his hands all over my mom's big fat ass. Let me tell you, my mom's ass is such a gorgeous ass, it is so plump, so fine and beautifully fleshy. Pranav is such a lucky man to enjoy squeezing and kneading the flesh of the ass of another man's wife.


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After squeezing her fat ass, he started positioning her on the bed, yanking off her nightdress. She was left in red panties and a bra, her curvy body glowing in the moonlight, her big breasts spilling over the bra, her fat ass barely covered. 

“Look at this body,” he murmured, his hands roaming her curves, his eyes hungry. “Why you so curvy, Sonia? Built for fucking, aren’t you? Anil never appreciated this, did he?” 

His voice was low, taunting, his fingers tracing her hips. “I did all you wanted, Pranav,” Mom whispered, her voice shaky, her hands clutching the sheets. “Please, let me go now. I can’t do more. This is enough. I will feel wrong if we do this” 

Her eyes were wide, pleading, but her body didn’t move, betraying her words. “The game’s just started, Sonia,” Pranav sneered, climbing on top of her, his body pinning hers. “I’m not done with you—you’re mine tonight.” 

His hands slid to her panties, pulling them down, his fingers brushing her thighs, down to her feet, the red fabric falling to the floor. Mom crossed her legs, trying to hide her pussy, her hands trembling, her face flushed with shame and desire. 




In Mom’s Mind:  I can’t believe I’m with another man, naked on his bed. This feels so good but at the same time it feels so forbidden. Why do forbidden things feel so good? I’m so sorry, my love Anil, for betraying you like this. I am sorry but Pranav is just on another level. He is such a good man. I am sorry Anil, but I think I can't stop this. I think I will contin.......continue.. sorry Anil.



“Don’t hide that pussy, Sonia,” Pranav growled, parting her legs with his hands, exposing her shaved pussy, glistening in the moonlight. “Why’s it shaved so nice? Getting ready for me, weren’t you?” 

His voice was filthy, his eyes locked on her, his grin wicked. “Please, don’t say that,” Mom whispered, her voice trembling, her legs shaking as he held them apart. “I shave for myself, not you. I’m not that kind of woman. Stop comparing me to them” 

Her words were weak, her eyes avoiding his, her pussy exposed despite her protests. “Your pussy’s beautiful, Sonia, and look at it, it's already wet like last time” Pranav murmured, leaning closer, his breath hot on her skin. 

“Shaved, wet and perfect, just for me. Your husband has never seen it this good, has he? You’re mine now, every inch of you.” His voice was soft but cruel, his hands holding her thighs open.

He moved to her face, his lips inches from hers. “I love you, Sonia,” he whispered, his voice low and intense. “You’re everything Anil’s not. I’m gonna make you mine forever.” His eyes burned into hers, his hands cupping her face, ready to kiss her.

“Don’t, Pranav,” Mom pleaded, her voice soft, pushing weakly against his chest. “I can’t do this—it’s wrong. Please just go back to your room” Her protest was faint, her body trembling as he leaned closer, his lips brushing hers.His kiss was deep, hungry, his tongue sliding into her mouth, her lips softening despite her resistance. 

The room was silent except for their breathing, the smack of their lips, and the faint creak of the bed. Mom’s hands stayed down, her body tense, but she didn’t pull away, her moans soft—aahhh, ohhh—mixing with her shaky breaths. 

Woow! Is my mom moaning while another man is sucking her pussy? Woow this is music to my ears.

“Please, stop,” she gasped between kisses, her voice barely audible. “Open your mouth, Sonia,” Pranav demanded, pulling back, his eyes glinting. “I wanna spit in it—taste me, baby. You know you want it.” 

His voice was filthy, his grin daring her to obey.“ No, that’s disgusting,” Mom gasped, her face twisting in disgust, shaking her head. “I can’t do that, Pranav. It’s too much.” 

Her lips trembled, her hands clutching the sheets, her body stiff. “Come on, Sonia, just a little,” Pranav coaxed, his voice softer but insistent. “Open up for me. You’re gonna love it, I promise.” He leaned closer, his breath hot on her face, his eyes locked on her lips.

“I can’t,” Mom whispered, her voice cracking, shaking her head again. “What are you thinking, this is so filthy. I won’t do it.” Her eyes flicked away, her body trembling, but her lips parted slightly, reluctant, unsure.

“Please, Sonia, my love, open your mouth,” Pranav urged, his voice low, almost pleading. “Be my girl tonight. Let me in.” His fingers brushed her chin, tilting her face up, his eyes burning with desire.

Mom hesitated, her lips parting wider, reluctant, her eyes squeezing shut as she opened her mouth. Pranav spit into it, a slow, deliberate stream, the saliva hitting her tongue, glistening in the moonlight. 

She flinched, her face twisting, almost spitting it out, her hands gripping the sheets tighter. Pranav’s hand cupped her chin, holding her face still, his thumb pressing her lips closed. 

“Swallow it,” he whispered, his voice firm, his eyes locked on hers. Mom’s throat moved, swallowing reluctantly, her face flushed with disgust and something else—pleasure.




In Mom’s Mind:  His spit tastes good, even if his face isn’t. I love being treated like a slut—Anil never did this, never made me feel this alive. Why am I letting myself enjoy this?



Pranav moved to her breasts, his lips closing around her nipple, sucking hard through the red bra. “These tits are perfect,” he murmured, his voice thick, his tongue swirling. 

“Built for a real man, not that loser Anil.” Mom moaned—uhhh, ohhh—her hands clutching the sheets, her body arching slightly. “Oh, Pranav,” she gasped, her voice shaky, her moans louder—aahhh, mmm—as he sucked harder, his hands squeezing her breasts.


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He slid down quite fast, his mouth finding her pussy, his fingers slipping inside, curling slowly. The wet slurp of his tongue mixed with Mom’s moans—ohhh, uhhh—her thighs trembling, her pussy glistening in the moonlight. “Your pussy’s so sweet and wet,” he groaned, his fingers moving faster, the room filled with the sound of her wetness and his sucking.

I saw how he rolled his tongue over and over her pussy lips. It appeared that my mom's wet pussy juices was making it sweeter for Pranav and giving him the incentive to suck more.

Pranav was such a real man. This man really knows how to pleasure a woman. The fact that it is my mom who is being given all this pleasure, for me, as her son, was feeling good to see her in this kind of ecstasy. 

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