Adultery My Hot Mom Fucked By This Strong Man.
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Friends, I love how Mom’s betraying Dad—it’s so hot, watching her ditch that fool for Pranav. Betrayal’s good because it shows she’s living for herself, not some boring marriage. 

Mom’s doing the right thing, fucking a real man who makes her feel alive. Marriage is nothing, just a trap that keeps women from what they really want. I’m proud of Mom for breaking free, becoming a slut for Pranav.



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Moments after Pranav’s tongue swirled on her pussy, Mom’s moans erupted—aaaahhhhhhh—her voice raw, trembling with pleasure. His fingers curled inside her, stroking her wet walls, leaving her no choice but to surrender to the heat. 

Her big breasts heaved in her red bra, thighs quivering, body arching into his mouth. When a woman’s horny, her pussy rubbed like that, she can’t help but moan, even if she’s cheating, her body betraying her vows. 

The moonlight bathed the silk sheets, jasmine perfume mingling with the musky scent of their bodies, the wet slurp of Pranav’s tongue echoing in the quiet room, the bed creaking under Mom’s writhing.

If Dad knew, he’d be shattered, tears streaming down his face, his heart broken by Mom’s betrayal. It’d cut deeper than anything—knowing his wife’s pussy was wet for Pranav, her moans for another man. He’d feel worthless, his trust destroyed, his life crumbling. 

But who cares about Dad? Mom’s happy with Pranav, her face glowing with ecstasy, her body alive in ways Dad never managed. Pranav’s tongue danced skillfully, flicking her clit, his fingers sliding in and out, hitting every sensitive spot. 

His lips sucked softly, then harder, the squelch of her wetness loud, her red panties discarded on the floor, her shaved pussy glistening in the dim light. The room’s air was thick, sweat beading on their skin, the window fogging from my breath as I watched.“Your pussy’s a fucking treasure, Sonia,” 

Pranav groaned, pulling back, his lips wet, admiring her. “So juicy, so tight—like it was crafted for me. Anil never tasted anything this good, did he?” 

His tongue darted back, teasing her clit, fingers curling faster, making her hips buck. Oooohhhhhhh, Pranav, Mom moaned, her voice shaky, calling his name, her face flushed, eyes half-closed in bliss. 

Her lips trembled, cheeks red, eyebrows knitted, her expression torn between guilt and surrender, mouth open as she gasped. Her hands gripped the sheets, her fat ass shifting, the bed creaking louder with each movement.


In Mom’s Mind: This feels too good, overwhelming—I tried so hard to fight it, Pranav is such a hot man, he made me fall for him already, but I can’t deny the pleasure. I’m becoming his slut, even if it’s wrong. Let me enjoy this forbidden thing at least for once. I’ll let myself be his slut, just this once, no matter how bad it is.


“Your pussy’s a masterpiece, Sonia,” Pranav murmured, his fingers slowing, his eyes glinting. “Like a ripe fruit, dripping just for me. You’re wild already, and we’re only warming up.” 

His voice was teasing, hungry, the moonlight catching the sweat on his chest.“Please, don’t make me a filthy woman,” Mom pleaded, her voice trembling, fingers digging into the sheets. 

“I’m not that kind, Pranav—don’t turn me into this.” Her eyes were wide, desperate, but her legs stayed open, her pussy wet and inviting.


In Pranav’s Mind: I’ll pleasure Sonia until she forgets that idiot Anil. She’s mine, and I’ll make her body scream, make her crave my cock. She’s already wild, and I’m just getting started.


After ten minutes of relentless sucking, Pranav stood, his legs trembling from ecstasy, his chest heaving, sweat glistening. Mom looked confused, her thighs quivering, pussy glistening, face flushed with need. “Why did you stop?” she whispered, her voice soft, almost needy, her hands reaching for him instinctively.

“I want you to ride me, Sonia,” Pranav growled, his eyes burning into hers, his dick hard and towering. “Get on top, show me how you move. Time to feel a real man’s cock inside you.” 

His voice was shameless, thick with lust, the room heavy with their heat.“I’ve never been with another man,” Mom murmured, sitting up, her red bra tight, breasts spilling over. 

“I’m a good wife, Pranav. This is wrong—I’ve only ever been with Anil.” Her words faltered, her eyes flicking to his cock, desire betraying her protest.

“Fuck that idiot Anil,” Pranav sneered, lying back on the bed, his dick pointing up, glistening in the moonlight. “You want this, Sonia. Climb on—ride me like you’ve been craving.” 

His voice dismissed her fears, his hands patting the sheets beside him. I was beyond excited, my dick throbbing, watching Mom about to take another man’s cock in her pussy for the first time since her marriage. 

My heart pounded, the thrill of her betrayal making my skin burn, my hand stroking my cock faster through my pants. Mom climbed on top, her movements hesitant, her red bra and panties glowing in the dim light. 

She straddled him, her hands trembling as she gripped his dick, fingers wrapping around its thick base, eyes wide with fear and hunger.

In Mom’s Mind: I’m so sorry, Anil, I am so sorry, we have been married for so long but, I am very sorry, for betraying you like this. But now, I don't care anymore, I am dying to feel Pranav’s cock, to try it just once. I’m filthy, and I hate myself, but I can’t stop wanting this. I know you will not know about this but I am sorry in the future.

Pranav was about to fuck my mom and I cound't wait. "Karan might wake up,” Mom whispered, her voice shaky, holding his dick, thighs straddling him. 

“What if he hears us? I can’t let him see me like this.” Her eyes darted to the door, her face flushed with panic.“Karan’s in a deep sleep,” Pranav chuckled, his hands resting on her hips. 

“He won’t hear a thing, Sonia. Stop stressing about that kid and focus on my cock.” His grin was wicked, his voice brushing off her fears.

“I’m scared, Pranav,” Mom murmured, her hands still on his dick, body tense. “This could destroy my family. And your cock… it’s too big, it won’t fit in my pussy.” 

Her voice trembled, her fingers shaking on his shaft.

“Betrayal’s just part of life, Sonia,” Pranav said, his tone calm, almost reasonable. “Marriages break all the time—women need men who make them feel alive, not losers like Anil. I want to destroy your marriage with Anil. You deserve this pleasure. My cock’ll fit—your pussy’s ready. Just do it.” 

His words were convincing, his hands steady on her hips, easing her doubts.“It’s too big,” Mom whispered, her voice cracking, eyes locked on his dick. 

“Anil's dick is… he’s smaller. I’m not used to this, Pranav. It’ll hurt.” Her lament was soft, her hands trembling, but her body stayed in place.

Pranav’s jaw clenched, annoyed by her endless worries, his hands gripping her hips tighter. “Enough complaining, Sonia,” he snapped, his voice sharp. 

“Your pussy’s wet enough—take it now.” His irritation was clear, the bed creaking as he shifted, urging her on.He guided her hips, lifting her slightly, his dick brushing her wet pussy. 

“Take it, Sonia,” he growled, his voice low, hands steady. “Feel that cock—it’s all for you.” Mom moaned—mmmmhhhhh—as his tip entered, her juices and his saliva making it slick. 

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I watched, my dick out, stroking fast, the sight of his cock sliding into Mom’s pussy sending shivers through me. She struggled, her face twisting, hands gripping his shoulders as she lowered herself, his dick stretching her slowly, the squelch of her wetness loud.

“It’s too much,” Mom gasped, her voice trembling, thighs shaking as she took more. “I’ve never had a cock this big, Pranav. It’s so tight.” Her eyes watered, lips trembling, pussy clenching around his tip.


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“You’re doing great,” Pranav groaned, pushing her down, relentless, until his dick slid deeper, stretching her fully. “Anil’s little dick never stretched you like this, did it? Fuck, you’re perfect.” 

Mom moaned louder—aaaahhhhhhh, oooohhhhhhh—her screams like a storm breaking, echoing through the room, her body trembling as his cock filled her completely.

“Quiet, Sonia,” Pranav warned, his voice sharp, hands gripping her hips. “You’ll wake Karan with those wild screams. Ride me soft, or he’ll see you acting like my whore.” 

His words were filthy, eyes glinting with control, sweat dripping down his chest.Mom moved back and forth, her pussy swallowing his dick, her movements slow but steady, her fat ass swaying, the squelch of her wetness louder. 

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Her thighs quivered, hands on his chest, bra barely containing her bouncing breasts. The room’s air was thick, jasmine fading under the smell of sweat and sex, the slap of their bodies mixing with her moans.



In Mom’s Mind: His cock’s so huge, stretching me so much—I can't take it, Pranav is so huge, but it’s so good. I can’t believe how much I love this, how much I need it. I’m a slut, and I can’t stop. Ooh this is the worst thing I have ever done in my entire life, betraying my husband and having another man's dick inside my sacred pussy but it feels good to do forbidden things sometimes.


“Move on your own, Sonia,” Pranav urged, his voice thick, hands loosening on her hips. “Ride that cock—show me how bad you want it.” His eyes burned into her, his grin wicked, the bed creaking louder.

“I’m trying, Pranav,” Mom moaned, her voice strained, hips moving faster—mmmmhhhhh, oooohhhhhhh. “It’s hard… it’s so big, but I’m trying.” Her pussy swallowed his entire dick, movements smoother, her pussy elastic, stretching to fit him, her fat ass bouncing with each thrust.

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Friends, I love how Pranav wants to destroy Dad’s life just for Mom—it’s so fucking hot. He’s ruining my dad's world, stealing his wife, and I’m all for it. It’s the ultimate power move, taking Mom’s pussy while Dad thinks Pranav’s his friend. Betrayal’s the best, and I cheer Mom on for it.


Dad thought Pranav was a great guy, praising him as his boss, clueless about reality. Pranav’s cock was deep in Mom’s pussy, her moans filling the room, her body betraying everything Dad trusted. 

My dick was out, stroking up and down, matching Mom’s rhythm, the thrill of her betrayal making me dizzy. The room’s heat was stifling, sweat and sex overpowering the jasmine, the squelch and slap loud in the quiet.

“You’re my woman now, Sonia,” Pranav groaned, hands squeezing her ass, guiding her faster. “Forget Anil—you’re built for my cock, not his sorry excuse.” 

His voice was filthy, eyes gleaming with victory. “No, I’m married,” Mom moaned, her voice shaky, hips still moving, screams loud—aaaahhhhhhh, uuuuhhhhhhh

“I can’t be yours, Pranav. I’m Anil’s wife, Karan’s mom.” I knew she was pretending, her pussy too wet, her movements too eager for her words to hold truth.

In Mom’s Mind: I’m a slut now, not a good mother to Karan, not a good wife to Anil. I’m filthy, disgusting, but I can’t control it—his cock feels too good. Sorry, Anil, I’ll do this just once, enjoy it just once. I hope my son Karan is in deep sleep. If he saw me riding another man, he’d never call me Mom again. I’m betraying my husband and my son, but I can’t stop this. I don't want to think about my  husband now, I just want to enjoy Pranav's big dick inside my slutty pussy.


Friends, I love Mom for doing filthy things, breaking every rule. A slutty mom is what I want her to be—so much better than a boring one. I support her depraved, wrong behavior, cheering her for fucking Pranav, spitting on her vows. It’s dirty, it’s bad, and that’s why it’s perfect.


Then, a shock hit—Mom’s phone buzzed sharply, cutting through her moans, ringing from the shelf. She froze, eyes wide with panic, her pussy still tight around Pranav’s dick, hands gripping his chest. 

I asked myself if it was my dad who is calling her at this time of the night. I wish it was him calling so that I could see how my mom would react and talk to him on the phone as she rides Pranav, ooohhh yesssss.

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Her face went pale, lips trembling, breath hitching as she stared at the phone, fear and guilt flooding her. The moonlight caught the sweat on her skin, her red bra glowing, her body tense.

“Answer it, Sonia,” Pranav chuckled, his voice smug, his dick still inside her. “Let’s make this fun—pick it up.” His grin was wicked, hands holding her hips, keeping her in place.

“No, I can’t,” Mom whispered, her voice trembling, thighs shaking around him. “Not like this, Pranav. Please, don’t make me do it.” Her eyes flicked to the phone, her face flushed with dread.

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“I want you to answer with my cock in your pussy,” Pranav growled, reaching for the phone, his movements slow, deliberate. “It’s hot, Sonia—do it for me.” 

He grabbed the phone, glancing at the screen. “It’s Anil, that fucking loser. Talk to him, let him hear you.” His voice dripped with contempt, handing her the phone, his eyes glinting.


In Mom’s Mind: Anil’s calling now? Why is he calling me now when I am enjoying Pranav's dick. I’m shocked—this is insane. But it’s hot, so thrilling, answering him with Pranav’s cock inside me? Should I talk to my husband on phone while another man's dick inside my pussy? Ooh I think I should do it. Should I do it? I want to—I’ll pick it up. Let me answer it.


Mom took the phone, hands trembling, her pussy still swallowing Pranav’s dick. I watched, stroking faster, the sight of her about to answer Dad’s call while riding Pranav pushing me over the edge. 

My cum spilled onto the door, hot and sticky, the thrill of her betrayal so intense I shook. 

It was the hottest thing—Mom fucking Pranav while Dad called, clueless, her pussy betraying him in real-time. My heart pounded, cum dripping down the door, my dick still hard as I kept watching.  Will she answer the phone?????
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RE: My Hot Mom Fucked By This Strong Man. - by Mehtab_ - 20-07-2025, 11:12 PM



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