Adultery My Hot Mom Fucked By This Strong Man.
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Pranav’s hands stayed behind his head, his grin wicked, eyes locked on Mom’s face, savoring her lies. My hand stroked my dick faster, the thrill of Mom’s deception making me hard again, the dried cum on the door cracking as I watched, my heart pounding. 

The room’s air was stifling, the scent of sweat and sex overpowering, the phone’s speaker amplifying Dad’s clueless voice, the window fogging thicker from my breath.


Dear friends, Mom’s lying is so fucking perfect—wives who lie are the best, tricking their stupid husbands while fucking real men like Pranav. Adultery’s the hottest thing because it’s raw, dirty, and breaks every boring rule. 

Mothers who betray their husbands are pure gold—it shows they’re sluts, good sluts, chasing pleasure, not morals, not trapped in some stupid marriage. I love Mom for lying to Dad, making him a fool while her pussy’s dripping for Pranav.


As Mom talked, Pranav grabbed her face, his hands rough, pulling her into a forceful kiss, his tongue plunging into her mouth, the smack loud. She let out a soft mmmmmmhhhhhhhhh, her lips locked with his, her hips slowing but still riding, her pussy gripping his cock. Dad’s voice called out, “Sonia? You there?” 


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No answer came, Mom’s mouth busy with Pranav’s, her body relaxed, comfortable, no worry in her eyes. Dad called again, “Sonia, hello? What’s happening?” his voice confused, growing louder through the speaker. 


I watched, my dick throbbing, asking myself if Mom was turning into a real slut. Where was her shame? Why didn’t she fear Dad catching on? Her comfort shocked me, her betrayal so bold it made my skin tingle, the moonlight catching the sweat on her flushed face.


Mom pulled back, then leaned in, kissing Pranav back, her lips hungry, tongue meeting his with a wet smack. Pranav’s eyes widened, shocked by her boldness, his grin faltering for a moment, his hands tightening on her face, fingers digging into her cheeks. 


The kiss deepened, her hips rocking again, her pussy sliding faster on his dick, the squelch louder. She broke the kiss, grabbing the phone, her voice steady. “Sorry, honey,” she said, her tone smooth, covering a soft oooohhhhhhhhhhh. 

“Dropped the phone again, clumsy me.” Her lie was quick, her hips moving faster, her fat ass bouncing, the bed creaking, her red bra slipping slightly, revealing more of her breasts.



In Mom’s Mind: This cheating sex is so fucking good even if it is forbidden, so thrilling—I’m alive, my pussy is swallowing Pranav's good cock. I’m a filthy slut, lying to my husband Anil while riding another man’s cock. It’s wrong, but it feels perfect. I’ll enjoy this just once, soak in every second, then go back to Anil.



Mom’s hips moved faster, her pussy grinding harder on Pranav’s dick, the squelch echoing as she talked to Dad. “How’s work going, honey?” she asked, her voice sweet, a soft aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh slipping out, barely audible. 


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My dick was rock-hard again, even after cumming, the scene of Mom lying to Dad while riding Pranav so exciting it made my head spin. The betrayal was raw, her lies seamless, her pussy betraying Dad with every thrust, the room’s heat making my shirt cling to my skin.


“Are you alone, Sonia?” Dad asked, his voice curious. “And where’s Karan? It’s late, isn’t it?” His tone was innocent, trusting, oblivious to Mom’s pussy sliding on another man’s cock.

“I’m alone, honey,” Mom replied, her voice calm, a faint mmmmmmhhhhhhhhh escaping as she rocked harder. “Karan is asleep, out cold. Just me, winding down.” Her lie was perfect, her hips moving faster, her fat ass bouncing, the bed’s creak louder, her thighs trembling with effort.

My foolish Dad believed every word, his voice warm, trusting. “I’m glad you’re okay, Sonia. I’m working hard for us, you know.” His words were pathetic, unaware of Mom’s pussy dripping for Pranav, her moans hidden in her careful tone.

Pranav signaled with a grin, nodding toward her, his hands gesturing for her to turn around. Mom shifted, turning into reverse cowgirl, her fat ass facing him, her pussy still swallowing his dick.


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She kept talking to Dad, her voice steady. “I miss you so much, honey,” she said, her tone sweet, a soft oooohhhhhhhhhhh slipping out as she adjusted, her ass bouncing toward Pranav. His grin widened, eyes gleaming with triumph, hands resting on her hips, letting her move. 

The squelch of her pussy was louder, the bed creaking rhythmically, her red bra glowing, sweat dripping down her back, pooling at her waist.



In Pranav’s Mind: When Sonia kissed me back means she’s mine—I own her now. I took Anil’s wife, that fucking loser. I’ve hated him forever, jealous of his perfect little life and for him having Sonia as his wife. Now I’ve stolen his most precious treasure—Sonia’s pussy, her body, her soul.


“What’s that creaking noise, Sonia?” Dad asked, his voice curious but trusting. “And you’re panting—are you working out or something?” The bed’s creak and Mom’s heavy breathing were clear through the speaker, the squelch of her pussy unmistakable.


“Just shifting the bed, honey,” Mom replied, her voice smooth, creative. “Trying to fix a loose frame, you know, keeping things tidy.” Her hips rocked faster, her fat ass bouncing toward Pranav, his grin wicked as he watched, his hands squeezing her ass lightly, the moonlight catching the sweat on her skin.


Pranav signaled again, pointing to the bed, his eyes commanding, a smirk playing on his lips. Mom shifted, turning to doggystyle, her ass up, still holding the phone which she took from the shelve, talking to Dad. 



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“I miss you so much, Anil,” she said, her voice sweet, a loud aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh escaping as Pranav guided his dick into her pussy from behind, the thump of their bodies loud. “You’re always on my mind.” 

Her thighs trembled, her fat ass shaking with each thrust, the bed creaking wildly, her red bra slipping further, her breasts nearly spilling out.In Dad’s Mind: Sonia sounds happy, and that’s what keeps me going. 

I’ll work harder for her and Karan, make our family strong. Pranav’s a great boss, always looking out for us—I’m so lucky to have him.

“How’s Pranav treating you?” Dad asked, his voice warm, trusting. “He’s been good to us, right? Such a gentleman, helping out at work.” 

His blind faith was pathetic, unaware of Pranav’s dick slamming into Mom’s pussy.

“Pranav’s wonderful, honey,” Mom said, her voice steady, a soft oooohhhhhhhhhhh slipping out as Pranav thrust deeper. “A real gentleman, always so helpful. You’re lucky to have him as your supervisor.” 

Her lies were bold, her pussy gripping his cock, her moans encouraging Dad to stay loyal to the man fucking his wife. “Don’t ever leave him, Anil—he’s too good.”



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Dear friends, I’m shocked—Is this really my Mom? She’s turned into the slut I always wanted, lying to Dad, praising Pranav while his cock’s in her pussy. It’s so fucking hot, seeing her become this dirty woman, betraying everything for pleasure. This is who she should be—a filthy, shameless slut, not some boring wife.



Mom screamed—aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh—as Pranav thrust hard, his dick filling her pussy, her fat ass shaking with each thump, the bed rocking violently. “Sonia, why’d you scream?” Dad asked, his voice concerned but not suspicious. “You okay? What happened?” His trust was unwavering, pathetic.“Just stubbed my toe, honey,” Mom gasped, her voice quick, creative. 



“Moving stuff around, you know, clumsy me.” Another scream—oooohhhhhhhhhhh—escaped as Pranav thrust again, her ass thumping against him, the squelch loud, her thighs trembling, sweat dripping onto the sheets.


“What’s that thumping sound?” Dad asked, his voice curious. “Sounds like something’s banging hard.” The thump of Mom’s fat ass against Pranav was clear, her moans barely contained, the bed’s creaking relentless.


“It’s just the bed frame, honey,” Mom replied, her voice smooth, lying effortlessly. “It’s loose, keeps banging when I shift it.” Pranav leaned in, whispering something in her ear—I couldn’t hear it—his breath hot on her neck, then kissed her deeply, his tongue plunging into her mouth, the smack loud. 


Mom let out a soft mmmmmmhhhhhhhhh, her hips still moving, her pussy grinding.“Sonia? You there?” Dad called, his voice confused, calling again. “Sonia, what’s going on?” Mom didn’t answer, her lips locked with Pranav’s, her body relaxed, comfortable in his kiss, her pussy still sliding on his cock.


Then, out of nowhere, Mom’s tone shifted, sharp and rude. “Why do you keep asking stupid questions, Anil?” she snapped, her voice cutting, her ass still thumping against Pranav. “I’m fine, stop bothering me with this nonsense!” 


Her words were harsh, her pussy grinding harder, her moans loud—aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.“I didn’t mean to upset you, Sonia,” Dad said, his voice soft, polite, full of love. “I just miss you, that’s all. I’m sorry if I said something wrong.” 


His tone was pathetic, unaware of her betrayal, his trust blind. “I just want to sleep, Anil, leave me alone” Mom barked, her voice disrespectful, cruel. I never heard my  mom speak to my dad in this manner.

“Stop calling with these dumb questions. Leave me alone!” Her words were vicious, her hips moving faster, her pussy swallowing Pranav’s dick, her moans louder—oooohhhhhhhhhhh.


Dear friends, Pranav told Mom to talk to Dad like that, and it’s the best fucking advice. Making her disrespect that loser while fucking him is so hot—it’s perfect. Mom’s turning into a slut who shits on Dad’s feelings, and I love it. This is how a wife should be, lying, betraying, and being cruel for pleasure.




The thumping intensified, Mom’s fat ass slamming against Pranav, the bed shaking violently, her moans escalating—aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmhhhhhhhhh. “Fuck you, Anil!” she shouted, her voice wild, raw. 


“Just leave me alone! Continue working and leave me at peace, you idiot” She hung up, the phone’s beep sharp, her hips moving faster, her pussy gripping his cock, the thump echoing. 


Her behavior was perfect—disrespecting Dad, betraying him openly, living for her pleasure. It’s what makes her a true slut, breaking every rule for Pranav’s dick, the moonlight catching her sweat-soaked skin, the room reeking of sex.


“You fucking killed it, Sonia,” Pranav chuckled, his voice smug, hands squeezing her ass. “Yelling at that loser while riding my cock? Lying to his face, making him look like a fool? You’re a wild, dirty woman—perfect.” 


His grin was wide, eyes gleaming with victory, sweat dripping down his chest. “I didn’t want to be so mean,” Mom murmured, her voice shaky, her ass still moving, the squelch loud. “I didn’t mean to hurt him, Pranav. It’s not who I am.” 

Her words were weak, her pussy betraying her guilt, grinding harder on his dick. The phone rang again, its buzz slicing through the room. “Don’t pick it up,” Pranav ordered, his voice firm, grabbing the phone and tossing it back on the shelf, its glow flickering. 


Mom obeyed, her hands gripping his shoulders, her hips moving faster, the thump louder, her fat ass shaking, her red bra slipping off completely, her breasts bouncing free.





In Mom’s Mind: I’ll apologize to Anil tomorrow for talking to him like that so that I can make it right. But fuck, yelling at him, lying to him while Pranav’s cock fills me—it felt so good, so alive. Doing filthy things makes my blood race, a thrill I’ve never known. I’m a slut, and I love it, just for tonight.



Pranav fucked her pussy doggystyle, his thrusts hard, relentless, the thump shaking the bed, the squelch deafening. “You’re my dirty prize, Sonia,” he growled, sexualizing her, his hands gripping her hips. 


“Your pussy’s just a hole for my cock, not that fool’s. You’re nothing but my fucktoy now.” His words were degrading, filthy, his dick slamming deeper, the bed creaking wildly. Mom moaned—aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh—her body trembling, loving being sexualized, her worth as a mother and wife gone. 



She was no longer Mom, just Pranav’s slut, her pussy his, not caring about Dad anymore. The room was a furnace, sweat dripping onto the sheets, the thump and squelch filling the air, her breasts bouncing, the moonlight casting wild shadows on the wall.

 

 “You’re my dirty fucktoy, Sonia,” he growled, sexualizing her, his voice thick with lust, hands gripping her hips, fingers digging into her flesh. “Your pussy’s just a hole for my cock, built for me, not that fucking loser Anil.” 

His words stripped her of dignity, reducing her to an object of pleasure, and Mom moaned—aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh—her body trembling, loving the degradation, her worth as a mother and wife dissolving. 


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She was no longer the caring Mom who tucked me in, no longer Dad’s loyal wife; she was Pranav’s slut, her pussy his playground, her moans proof she didn’t care about Dad anymore. 

Each thrust was training her to leave him, breaking her vows, reshaping her into a woman who lived for Pranav’s cock, not her family. The room reeked of sweat and sex, the jasmine scent long gone, the moonlight casting wild shadows of her bouncing ass on the wall, the bed’s wooden frame creaking like it might snap.

Pranav grabbed her hair, yanking it back, his fingers tangled in her dark locks, pulling hard enough to make her gasp. “Push back more, Sonia,” he ordered, his voice rough, commanding. “Fuck my cock harder—show me you want it.” 

Mom obeyed, her hips slamming back against him, her pussy swallowing his 11-inch dick deeper, the thump louder, her fat ass shaking violently. Her boobs bounced wildly, swaying with each thrust, her nipples hard, sweat dripping from them onto the sheets. 

Simultaneously, the bed rocked, the squelch of her pussy mixed with her moans—oooohhhhhhhhhhh—the silk sheets sliding under her knees, sweat soaking the fabric. 

My dick throbbed in my hand, stroking faster, the dried cum on the door cracking as I watched, the thrill of Mom’s transformation into a slut making my heart pound. 

Pranav was lucky, so fucking lucky, to enjoy another man’s wife, stealing Dad’s most precious prize—Mom’s body, her pussy, her soul—while Dad trusted him as a friend. 

The moonlight caught the sweat on Pranav’s chest, his grin wicked, eyes burning with triumph, the room’s heat stifling, the window fogged from my heavy breathing.



Dear friends, having sex with another man is the best feeling ever—it’s raw, dirty, and breaks every rule. It’s the thrill of stealing what’s not yours, taking a wife from her dumb husband, making her scream for your cock. It’s power, knowing you’re better than the fool who married her, giving her pleasure he never could. Mom fucking Pranav is perfect—she’s living for her pussy, not Dad’s boring life. It’s freedom, it’s filthy, it’s what makes life worth living.



Mom’s screams filled the room—aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh—her voice wild, her pussy taking every inch of Pranav’s dick, her fat ass thumping against him. I was so proud of her, my heart swelling with twisted joy. 

She was betraying Dad in the dirtiest way, her screams proof she was Pranav’s slut, not a boring wife. It was hot because she was breaking free, choosing pleasure over loyalty, her body alive in ways Dad could never manage.“Do you like my dick, Sonia?” 



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Pranav growled, his thrusts slowing, his hand still gripping her hair. “Tell me you love it—say it.” Mom stayed silent, her moans—mmmhhhmmmmmm—her only response, her face flushed, eyes squeezed shut, trying to resist. Pranav yanked her hair harder, making her gasp, his other hand slapping her ass, the smack echoing. 


“Say it, Sonia,” he demanded, his voice sharp, thrusting deep, making her scream—oooohhhhhhhhhhh.“I… I like it,” Mom gasped, her voice trembling, her pussy gripping his cock tighter. 

“I like your cock, Pranav.” Her words were reluctant, her body betraying her, her ass pushing back harder. “Say it again,” Pranav ordered, his grin wicked, thrusting harder. “Say it louder, and tell me Anil’s dick is nothing compared to mine.”

“I like your cock,” Mom moaned, louder, her voice breaking—aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh. “Anil’s dick… it’s nothing compared to yours.” Her words were forced, her face flushed with shame and pleasure, her pussy dripping.

“One more time,” Pranav growled, slapping her ass again, the smack sharp. “Say it like you mean it, Sonia. Tell me that fool’s useless.”

“I love your cock, Pranav!” Mom shouted, her voice raw, her moans wild—oooohhhhhhhhhhh. “Anil’s dick is useless, nothing like yours!” Her words were a betrayal, her pussy grinding harder, her body shaking with each thrust.


In Mom’s Mind: I can’t deny how his dick feels—so big, so good, filling me like Anil never could. Disrespecting Anil under Pranav’s orders makes me feel so good, like I’m breaking every rule. I’m a filthy slut, and I love it, even if it’s wrong. Just this once, then I’ll stop.


“I want to use another hole, Sonia,” Pranav said, his voice low, sinister, his thrusts slowing, his hand stroking her ass. “You know what I mean.”

“What?” Mom gasped, her voice confused, her moans—mmmhhhmmmmmm—mixing with her words. “What hole? What are you talking about, Pranav?” 

“Your asshole,” Pranav growled, his fingers tracing her ass, his grin wicked. “I’m gonna fuck your tight little asshole, Sonia. It’s begging for my cock.”

“No, please, not that!” Mom begged, her voice trembling in the middle of a moan—aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh. “Don’t do that, Pranav, it’s too filthy, I can’t!” Her hips slowed, her pussy still gripping his dick, her face flushed with fear and pleasure.

“You’ll take it,” Pranav ordered, his voice firm, slapping her ass hard, the smack echoing. “Accept it, Sonia, or I’ll force it in. You’re mine tonight.” 


His eyes burned with control, his hand gripping her hair tighter.“Please, don’t,” Mom pleaded, her voice desperate, her moans louder—oooohhhhhhhhhhh. “I’ve never done that, Pranav. It’s too dirty, I can’t do it.” 


Her thighs trembled, her fat ass shaking, the bed creaking wildly.

“Never?” Pranav chuckled, his voice dripping with contempt. “Anil’s such a fucking loser, never even touched your asshole? What a waste. That fat ass deserves my cock.” 

His thrusts slowed, his fingers circling her ass, teasing. “No, never,” Mom gasped, her voice shaky, her moans—mmmhhhmmmmmm—betraying her arousal. “It’s not what I want, Pranav. Anil… he never wanted that.” Her words were weak, her pussy still grinding on his dick.


“Why are you still with that fool?” Pranav taunted, his thrusts picking up, the thump loud. “He doesn’t pleasure you right, does he? Never fucked you like this, never made you scream Never even fucked your asshole. Why stay with a man who can’t handle your body?”


“He’s my husband,” Mom moaned, her voice breaking—aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh. “I love him, Pranav, even if… even if he doesn’t do this.” Her words faltered, her pussy betraying her, her ass pushing back harder.

“Love?” Pranav sneered, his hand slapping her ass again, the smack sharp. “You’re screaming for my cock, not his. Why stick with a man who doesn’t know your pussy, your ass? You’re mine now, Sonia. Accept me and leave that fool, let me destroy his life” 

His voice was cruel, his thrusts relentless, the bed shaking. “I… I don’t know,” Mom gasped, her moans louder—oooohhhhhhhhhhh. “He’s good to me, but… this feels so good.” Her voice trembled, her pussy dripping, her fat ass bouncing with each thrust.

“I will fuck your asshole tonight,” Pranav growled, his fingers pressing against her ass, his grin wicked. “I’ve been fascinated by it since that bastard Anil’s birthday party—your fat ass in that tight dress, begging for my cock. I knew I had to have it.” 

His words were filthy, his thrusts harder, the thump echoing.


In Mom’s Mind: What? Pranav was checking me out at Anil’s birthday party? I’m shocked, but fuck, it makes me feel wanted, desired in a way Anil never did. My fat ass turned him on, but I can’t let him fuck my asshole—it’s too much. How will his huge cock fit there? What if I make a mess on the bed, embarrass myself? I’m scared, but my body’s screaming for more.


Dear friends, I’m shocked Pranav wants to fuck Mom’s asshole—I can’t believe his massive cock will fit in there. But her fat ass needs to be fucked, it’s so big, so perfect for it. She’s a slut now, and her asshole’s just another hole for Pranav to claim. It’s hot, it’s dirty, and I want her to take it all.


Mom pushed back harder, her pussy swallowing his dick, her fat ass bouncing wildly, the thump shaking the bed, her boobs swinging, sweat dripping onto the sheets. 

Pranav’s thrusts were relentless, his hands alternating between her hair and hips, his voice degrading her, training her to leave Dad, to live for his cock. 



The room was a furnace, the moonlight casting wild shadows, the squelch and thump deafening, my hand stroking my dick faster, the thrill of Mom’s betrayal making my heart race.
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