Adultery The Motherly Slut of Paschim Vihar

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I slipped out of Spice Route before they could finish their drinks, my heart hammering like I'd just faced a yorker from Bumrah.

The Delhi night air hit me like a slap, but it did nothing to cool the fire raging in my veins. My bike roared to life, and I weaved through the traffic back to Paschim Vihar, my mind a whirlwind of images Mom's leopard-print leggings clinging to her curves, Sahil's hand on her thigh, her lips parting in that breathy laugh. I hated myself for the bulge in my pants, for the way my body betrayed me while my brain screamed to stop this madness. But I couldn't. Not yet.

By the time I got home, I parked the bike a block away and snuck in through the back gate, careful not to trip the sensor lights. The house was dark, just as I'd left it. I hid in my room upstairs, but left the door cracked, positioning myself in the shadows of the hallway where I could peer down into the living room. The stairs gave me a perfect vantage point - close enough to hear every whisper, every rustle. My phone buzzed once; Mayank asking if I was okay but I silenced it. This was my vigil now.

Headlights swept the driveway about 20 minutes later. I heard the car door slam, then Mom's giggle floating through the night like a siren's call. "Sahil, behave! What if the neighbors see?" Her voice was playful, slurred just a bit from the cocktails. Sahil's low chuckle followed.

"Aunty, with you looking like that, the neighbors would be jealous. You're the queen of Paschim Vihar tonight."

They stumbled through the front door, Mom kicking off her heels with a sigh of relief, her bare feet padding on the marble floor. She looked even more intoxicating under the soft glow of the living room lamp, her top had ridden up slightly during the drive, exposing a sliver of her midriff, and those leggings... God, they molded to her ass like they were painted on, the leopard print screaming wild and untamed. Sahil closed the door behind them, his eyes devouring her as he tossed his keys on the side table. He was bolder now, the alcohol loosening whatever restraint he had left.

Mom turned to him, her hair slightly disheveled, strands framing her flushed face.

"That was fun, Sahil. I haven't danced like that since... well, college." She leaned against the wall, her chest rising and falling, the tight top straining against her 36D breasts. I could see the outline of her bra through the fabric, lacy and black, peeking out just enough to tease.

Sahil stepped closer, his hand brushing her arm. "You were amazing out there, Aunty. The way you moved... it was like you were made for the spotlight. Or maybe just for me." His voice dropped, laced with that double meaning he loved-spotlight like a star, or spotlight like the center of his dirty fantasies.

She swatted his chest lightly, but her hand lingered, fingers tracing the buttons of his shirt.

"Flatterer. You know, back in college, boys like you would say anything to get a girl alone. But I'm no girl. I'm a mother. Bunty's mother." There was a teasing edge to her words, like she was reminding him (or herself?) of the line they were crossing, but her eyes sparkled with mischief.

Sahil grinned, pulling her gently toward the couch.

"Oh, I know. That's what makes you so irresistible. A mother with fire in her veins. Come on, let's relax. You've been on your feet all night - let me take care of you, Mere dost ki Chikni Mummy."

He guided her to sit, then knelt in front of her, his hands sliding down to her calves. "These leggings... they're killer. But your legs must be sore from all that dancing."

Mom bit her lip, leaning back as he massaged her feet, his thumbs pressing into the arches. "Mmm, that feels good. You're full of surprises, Sahil. Most boys your age wouldn't know how to pamper a woman." Her voice was husky, the double meaning dripping pamper like a massage, or pamper like spoiling her in bed.

He looked up at her, his hands inching higher, kneading her calves now. "I like taking my time, Aunty. Rushing is for amateurs. You deserve to be savored... Butter chicken ki gravy type, Hot, buttery, and leaving you wanting more." His fingers traced circles on her skin through the thin fabric, creeping toward her knees.

She laughed softly, her legs parting just a fraction as she shifted. "Careful, Sahil. You keep talking like that, and I might think you're trying to spice things up a bit too much. What would Bunty say if he knew his friend was playing chef in his mom's kitchen?"

Sahil's hands paused at her knees, then slid upward, bold now, massaging her thighs. The leggings stretched under his touch, and I could see the outline of his fingers pressing into the soft flesh.

Sahil - "Bunty? He'd probably thank me for keeping you happy while his dad's away. Besides, every kitchen needs a little heat to make the best dishes. You're the main course, Aunty - curvy, juicy, and oh-so-tempting. Tennu te main tem laga ke khavanga (I'll take my time eating you)."

Mom's breath hitched, her hand reaching down to tangle in his hair. "You're naughty. But... don't stop. It feels too good." She pulled him up gently, and he rose to sit beside her on the couch, their bodies pressing together. His arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her close, while his free hand rested on her thigh, fingers drawing lazy patterns that inched higher with each stroke.

They cuddled like that for a moment, her head resting on his shoulder, her curves molding against his side. "You know," she murmured, her fingers playing with the collar of his shirt, "I haven't felt this... alive in years. Your energy, Sahil, it's infectious. Like a young stallion ready to run wild."

"stallion - Vo kya hota hai Aunty"

She giggled "MATLAB, ghodiyon ke astabal ka eklauta ghoda (sole Male horse in an stable)". They both laughed as he caressed his hands all over my mother's curvy body.

He chuckled, his hand sliding up her thigh, dangerously close to the apex now. "Stallion, huh? Well, Aunty, if I'm the stallion, you're the mare that's got me all riled up. Soft, warm, and begging to be ridden." His words hung heavy, the double entendre blatant - ridden like a horse, or ridden in the heat of passion. His fingers brushed the seam of her leggings, pressing just enough to make her squirm.

Mom gasped softly, her hips shifting toward his touch. "Sahil... you're playing with fire. What if I get burned? Or worse, what if I like it?" Her hand slid down his chest, tracing the muscles under his shirt, stopping at his belt. She tugged playfully. "You've got quite the... package here. All wrapped up and ready for unwrapping?"

He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. "Unwrap it, Aunty. I've been dying to show you what's inside. It's big, hard, and all for you. Think you can handle it?" His hand finally cupped her pussy between her legs, rubbing gently through the fabric, the leopard print wrinkling under his palm. He kept softly caressing her pussy though her leggings...



She started to giggle and wiggle a bit. She placed her hand on his crotch and moaned, low and throaty, her body arching into his touch. "Mmm, feels like a handful. But I'm a Punjabi woman—we handle big things with ease. Just don't rush; let's savor the tease." Her fingers dipped lower, grazing the bulge in his jeans.

They kept cuddling for some time, then Sahil stood up in. Mom stood near to him and told him "Sahil, undress me". While saying this she was looking in his eye with deep lust and a hungry animalistic hunger. He stood there ogling her whole body deciding what he should do. When he didn’t act she smiled in a teasing way again "if u want to undress me then go ahead, but keep it a secret or else I will tell Sahil what you did to me". They both laughed.

Sahil went ahead with his watering mouth and trembling hands. He clutched her waist with his hand and hugged her very tightly and said "thank you". Mom gasped and opened her mouth to reply, but didn’t say anything and remained silent. She lifted her hand gently and he pulled her top out and threw it on the floor. He pushed heron the couch and she lifted her legs.. he pulled at her leggings.. slowly taking them out. 

Mom teased "Sharam nahi aa rahi apni mummy ki age ki lady ko nanga karte"

"Abhi se kya sharam, abhi to aur bhot kuch karna hai" They both laughed. He threw her leggings on her top on the floor. He stared at her body with his heart beating fast. She looked like some hot porn star in that tiny bra which were protecting her boobs and her v-shaped panty was more sensual. Her boobs were perfectly round and bigger than average size. Her skin was shining like she had just taken shower.

Her fair body was a contrast to her black bra and panty. His rod started throbbing and was clearly visible through his pants. Mom wasn't looking at his face due to some little bit of shame I guess. She knew was showing herself to her son’s horny friend. My dick started to bulge again.

I don't know how Sahil was feeling, but for sure WAS HORNY FOR MY MOM, and in this moment I was ready to FUCK her.



He pulled her up and hugged her tightly and let his cock push into her. Mom sighed when his hard cock pushed into her hip, a deep horny inhale. He sensed that she was cool with his rod pushing into her so he decided to have her a glimpse of it to turn her on. He made her lie down on the couch and took off his pants. slowly!

As soon as he removed his underwear, his 8 inch thick cock sprang out. When she saw his cock she opened her mouth in disbelief at its size. ‘It was paining so I had to remove my underwear"

Mom just stared at his cock open mouthed. I have never seen such a huge cock like this in real life. Mine was barely 5 inches, just like most indian men. I saw mom ogling that cock with hunger and it made my cock twitch.

Without wasting time he jumped onto her and both feel into the couch, him on top of MY MOM. First he kissed onto her cheeks, she smile and blushed. Then he kissed on her pink and smooth lips, small pecks. But she didn’t part her lips, playfully resisting his kisses. He tried two to three times. But she didn’t give in and turned her head to her left giggling and teasing him.

And slowly she put her arms around him, my naked friend on top of my bra and panty clad mother. And she opened her mouth. Her eyes widened, Sahil was a strongly built boy very energetic. He had caught hold of both her hands above her hands. She gave in, lustfully kissing him deep. In the silence of the night only sounds like ‘mmmmm’ ‘Pffmmmmmmm’ ‘MMMMMMMM’ were being heard.

Their tongue met each other in their mouth. He started licking her tongue. He was kissing very passionately. This went around for two minutes and both settled into a kissing rythm, like partsof a perfect machinery. He placed one of his hands on her boobs and pressed it gently… She took a deep breath. He then put both his hands to work while still lip locked. 

He pressed her left boob with left hand and her right boob with right hand. Mom closed her eyes and started getting into the mood. Itook out my dick and started to slowly jerk off.

Sahil kept kissing her and at the same time he was massaging her boobs with more force. Meanwhile he adjusted himself and lay completely on her so that his dick pressed onto her hip. Mom shivered once on the instant when his dick pressed her vagina and she moved her tongue more into his mouth. He was making her go crazy with his kiss, fondling and dick pressing. Her breathing became more deep and fast.

Mom started making noise little by little. After 5-10 minutes he broke of the kiss and eyed her neck and started licking the left side of neck. Mom started breathing through her mouth now. She was loving the 8 inch cock rubbing over her crotch. He then changed the side and then bit her on right on the nape of her neck.

She moaned slightly. He then proceeded downward towards her chest, and inspected each and every inch of her chest and boobs, her skin. She giggled "Like it?"

"Love it my Punjabi patola" Both laughed.

He pressed Mom's right boob a little and watched the flesh in her boob swelling. He did the same to the left boob and then started pressing both of the boobs simultaneously increasing the force on her boobs. I loved the way her boobs swelled when he pressed them. Always knew she had good set of boobs, but it was the first time I am looking at them with lust, and damn, they are splendid!!

Mom's breathing increased and her chest was responding to his fondling. When he pressed, she breathed in and her chest would move up more. More than that he was also loving her expressions on my Mom's beautiful face. They both were going mad with excitement and his dick was going restless between her shining thighs.

What a FUCKING HOT BITCGH MY MOTHER IS, was all I could think of. Almost like a porn-start. Maybe even hotter.

Sahil increased the speed and fondled her boobs more rapidly. He smiled to himself when she started breathing heavily with her mouth and her eyes closed in excitement. Lust and craziness overcome his gentle fondling and he pressed her right boob very so hard that she let out a cry - "Aahhh"



‘Aaaaaaaaahh’. He squeezed both boobs very hard and she kept moaning ‘aaaaaaaa’ ‘ooooouuuuuhh’ ‘aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh’ with closed eyes. She lifted her head to sit up but in no time Sahil kissed her lips and forced her to lie down on the bed and kept squeezing her juicy and firm boobs. Mon clutched her fingers into a fist with excitement and then undid her fist. But again she lifted her hands above her head and caught the pillow in her fist.

Sahil now placed his tongue’s tip between the cleavage of her boobs covered with black bra and moved his tongue upwards towards chest, then the neck. She had goose bumps on the touch of his tongue and cold saliva on her chest. He licked her chest and then digging into her cleavage and wriggling his face into her cleavage left and right. Her moans increased. He started biting her boobs without removing her black bra. She moaned even more louder. ’aaaaa’aaaa’ ‘sssssssh”aaaaaaaaaaa’. He then kept pressing her boobs and placed his face on her smooth tummy. She shivered and moaned louder ‘aaaahhhh’

‘Ooohhhhhuuuuuu ….uuhhhhhhma…’aaaah” aaah.. Mummaaa’ and she started lifting her tummy upwards. He licked her smooth tummy in circular motion and pressed his face into her tummy and kissed. He kissed and kissed her tummy. Mom's sexy waist vibrated up and down. Whole room was full of sounds of his wet kisses like ‘sssslurp’ and heavy breathing and moaning from Mom.

Mom's almost naked body had his saliva everywhere and her hands above her head twitching the pillow exposing her fair and smooth armpits. He moved up and licked her smooth and fair armpits. She giggled a little ‘sssssss”ssshhh’ ‘aaaah’ and tried to remove his head from there. But nothing worked and he kept licking her left armpit with loud noises.

Her armpits were hairless. When she could not take it anymore and tried to cover her armpit, he immediately moved his mouth to right armpit and licked it like a mad dog. It excited Mom very much but she kept moving her body here and there and her legs moved up and down. Sahil caught hold of both her smooth and fair hands and took it above their heads. Now he kissed her armpits freely and licked and tortured her both armpits till the whole area was overflowing with is saliva. He liked the way she resisted his armpit licking and wriggled her body under him. The more she tried to wriggle, the more his dick pressed her pussy region.

It was a sight to behold, a hungry Beast devouring the Beauty!!

He then took both her wrists in one hand and with the left hand started playing and squeezing her boobs. She again started moaning loudly. ‘Aaaahhhhhh”aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah’

He then licked her shoulders and in the process removed the right strap of her black bra with his teeth . The black bra was contrast against her fair skin was very sexy. He then moved the right strap down even more till her nipples were exposed. His happiness knew no bounds when he got to look at her pink nipples.

My mom had perfect boobs, right size and firmness, and pinkish areola witj perfect pink nipples, each almost 1.5 cm in length.

Sahil spitted on her nipple and then started licking it and then suddenly bit the nipple with his teeth and she moaned ‘aaaaaaaah’ ‘uuuuuhhhmaaaa’ he then took her whole nipple into his mouth. He then looked at her face and pinched her right nipple very hard and saw her expression. Mom opened her mouth wide open and moaned loudly with the part of her face covered with her silky dark hair.

Sahil pulled the left boob out of its bra and started pinching both the nipples and started moving both of them sideways holding her nipples while she kept moaning ‘sssshhh’ aaahhhiilll’ and moved her head sideways full of lust. Almost 30 minutes had passed. The whole room was full of her moans and their kisses and licking.

Sahil turned mom around and bit on the backside of her smooth shoulder. Mom's face was facing the pillow lifted her head up with closed eyes. He stopped for a moment to have a eyeful of her voluptuous body under him. 

Mom's fair body was shining which was in contrast with her black bra and panty. Her waist was so sexy and her sexy buttocks below looked so hot. Sahil bent down and bit her waist madly and licked it and then went down. He started rubbing his hand on her thighs and started licking her thighs and biting everywhere on her perfectly shaped thighs and she started moaning in pain and ecstasy. He then lifted her legs and licked there too.

Then again he went to her back started biting her back and neck from behind. He then removed the other strap too and then unlocked her bra and licked there too. He made her turn around and then went towards her thighs and started biting and licking her inner thighs near her vagina. She again started moaning loudly and let go of the pillow and moved her hands downwards and inserted her fingers into his hair and every now and then she lift her head up in ecstasy. He then looked at her naked boobs and moved up and started eating her boobs and chest. Her boobs had turned red due to his assault.

Meanwhile he started rubbing her vagina from above her panty with his left hand. Mom was in heaven but suddenly Sahil stopped. "Aunty I'm about to cum"

Mom's eyes fluttered open, heavy with lust, as she looked down at Sahil hovering above her, his face twisted in urgency.

"Don't stop now, Sahil... cum on me," she whispered breathlessly, her voice a sultry command that sent a shiver through the room.

She arched her back, presenting her reddened breasts and toned stomach like a canvas, her hands guiding his throbbing cock toward her skin.

"Paint me with it, beta!! let me feel your heat all over my body."

Sahil groaned, his body tensing as he stroked himself furiously, ropes of hot cum erupting and splattering across her chest and abdomen in thick, glistening streaks. Mom moaned softly, her fingers already dipping into the warm mess, tracing patterns over her nipples and down her belly, savoring the sticky warmth as if it were a forbidden elixir.

She played with it languidly, scooping some onto her fingertips and bringing it to her lips for a teasing taste, her eyes locked on his with a wicked smile.



"Mmm, so sweet and salty - just like you," she purred, rubbing the remnants into her skin like lotion, her body glistening under the dim light.

Sahil leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues dancing one last time as he cupped her face.

Finally, he pulled away, adjusting his clothes with a satisfied grin.

"I should go before Bunty wakes up, Aunty. But this... this isn't over."

He stole one more quick peck before slipping out the door, leaving Mom lounging on the couch, still toying with his cum on her skin, a secretive smile playing on her lips as I remained hidden, my heart pounding in shock and unwanted arousal.


To be continued...

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