Adultery Awakening of a Mother's Corrupt Side

[bikiniking]

Khandala/Lonavala Day 2

The second day in Lonavala dawned with a crisp, invigorating mist clinging to the hills, the sun peeking through the canopy of trees surrounding Misty Valley Villas like a promise of adventure.

Priya woke early, her body still humming from the previous night's naked cuddle with Rehan -the way his hands had explored her skin under the stars, his lips teasing her to the brink without crossing that final line. Today felt different; the anticipation was a fire simmering low in her belly, ready to ignite.

She glanced at Arjun's empty bed in their shared villa, hearing him already chatting with Salman outside. She selected her outfit with deliberate care: a sleek black leather jacket zipped over a matching black crop top that plunged into a deep V-neckline, showcasing the generous swell of her cleavage and leaving her toned midriff bare, the silky fabric of the top clinging to her full breasts like a second skin. Below, tight black leather pants molded to her hips and thighs, the shiny material accentuating every curve of her ass and legs, making her feel powerful and seductive.



No underwear beneath - just the smooth glide of leather against her skin, heightening her awareness of her own body.

" his will drive Rehan wild" she thought, adjusting the jacket's zipper to reveal just enough cleavage to tease, her long dark hair cascading down her back as she applied a touch of red lipstick, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief in the mirror.

The group gathered outside the villas, backpacks slung over shoulders for the morning trek to Rajmachi Fort - a historic ruin perched high in the Sahyadris, accessible via a scenic trail of rocky paths, dense forests, and panoramic viewpoints.

Arjun and Salman were in casual hiking gear - t-shirts, shorts, and sneakers, looking every bit the college buddies on an adventure. Rehan, in fitted jeans and a muscle-hugging shirt, froze when he saw Priya emerge, his eyes raking over her leather-clad form.

 “Kitni sexy lag rahi ho, katayi chodne ko mann kar gaya”  he murmured under his breath as she approached, his gaze lingering on the way the pants hugged her ass like they were painted on, the crop top straining against her breasts with each step. Salman whistled softly, his flirtation from the day before still mild but appreciative.

“Whoa, that's not your average hiking outfit" Arjun, catching the looks, felt that familiar twist in his gut - jealousy mixed with an unwelcome stir of arousal.

"Mom looks like a rockstar... or something out of a fantasy. Why dress like that for a trek?" He cleared his throat. “Let's get moving before the sun gets too high.”

The cab dropped them at the trailhead, where the path began its ascent through lush greenery, the air filled with the scent of wet earth and wildflowers from recent rains. Priya led the way initially, her leather pants gleaming in the dappled sunlight, the material creaking softly with her movements as she navigated the uneven terrain. The jacket kept her warm against the morning chill, but as they climbed, she unzipped it slightly, revealing more of the crop top's plunging neckline, her cleavage bouncing gently with each step. Rehan walked close behind, his eyes glued to the sway of her hips, the tight leather outlining the perfect roundness of her ass.

“Those pants are a distraction, I'm getting hard on” he whispered when the others were ahead, his hand brushing her lower back. Priya glanced over her shoulder, smirking.

“That's the idea, Rehan”  Priya grinned

As the trail steepened, winding through boulders and ancient trees, the group spread out slightly - Arjun and Salman pushing ahead to scout viewpoints, their laughter echoing back. Priya slowed deliberately, letting Rehan catch up, her breath quickening not just from the climb but from the heat building between them. The fort's ruins loomed in the distance, but a cluster of large rocks off the main path caught her eye - a secluded spot shielded by foliage, perfect for privacy. She grabbed Rehan's hand, pulling him behind the boulders with a playful tug.

 “Come here, quick,” she whispered, her voice husky with intent. Rehan followed without hesitation, his heart racing as they ducked into the natural alcove, the sounds of the trail fading behind them. The rocks formed a semi-circle, enclosing them in a world of their own, the mist from a nearby stream adding a ethereal haze.

Priya pushed Rehan against the cool stone, her leather-clad body pressing into his, the zipper of her jacket cold against his shirt as she captured his lips in a heated kiss.

Their mouths met with urgent hunger, tongues tangling immediately in a wet, sloppy dance, her red lipstick smearing slightly on his lips. 



Rehan's hands roamed her back, sliding under the jacket to feel the silky crop top, his fingers tracing the exposed skin of her midriff, dipping lower to grip her ass through the tight leather pants.

“Fuck, Priya... this outfit is killing me,” he groaned into her mouth, squeezing her cheeks firmly, pulling her hips flush against his growing erection. She ground against him, feeling the hardness strain through his jeans, her breasts crushing against his chest, the crop top's low cut allowing her cleavage to spill out teasingly.

“I wore it for you,” she whispered, nipping his lower lip, her hands fisting his shirt as she deepened the kiss, their tongues exploring with fervent strokes, saliva mixing in the passion.

Rehan's hands explored boldly, unzipping her jacket fully to reveal the full allure of the crop tits V-neck plunging deep, framing her ample breasts that heaved with each breath. He cupped one through the fabric, thumb circling the nipple until it hardened into a peak, pinching lightly to elicit a soft moan from her. 

“Kitni soft hai teri body,” he murmured, his other hand sliding between them to trace the seam of her leather pants, pressing against her pussy through the material, feeling the heat radiate. Priya gasped, her legs parting slightly as she rocked into his touch, the tight pants creating delicious friction against her bare folds beneath. 

“Touch me more,” she breathed, her mouth trailing kisses down his neck, sucking on the pulse point, leaving a faint mark as her hands worked his belt, dipping inside to stroke his cock through his boxers. Rehan groaned, thrusting into her hand, his fingers now fumbling with the button of her pants, slipping inside to find her wet and ready, no panties to obstruct as he circled her clit.

Their makeout intensified, bodies grinding in rhythm against the rock, Priya's back arching as Rehan's fingers delved deeper, one slipping into her tightness, pumping slowly while his thumb rubbed her clit in circles. 

“You're so wet already,” he whispered, capturing her mouth again in a bruising kiss, tongues battling for dominance, her moans muffled against him. She stroked him harder, her hand wrapping around his thick shaft, pumping with firm twists, pre-cum slicking her palm. The risk of Arjun or Salman calling out added to the thrill, their breaths ragged in the secluded spot. Priya pulled back slightly, eyes dark with lust. 

“I want you so bad, Rehan... Aaj Chod do mujheeee... mmmmhh” She groaned in heat.

He nodded, withdrawing his finger to suck it clean, tasting her, before zipping her up. They stole a few more kisses - soft, lingering ones - before emerging, flushed and disheveled, rejoining the path just as the others shouted for them.

The trek continued to the fort, the ancient stone walls offering stunning views of the valleys below. The group explored the ruins, snapping photos and sharing laughs, but the tension between Priya and Rehan simmered like an undercurrent, their stolen glances promising more.

Salman flirted lightly, complimenting Priya's "edgy style" on the rugged terrain, while Arjun sensed the shift, his mind wandering to the previous night's events. Lunch was a picnic at the summit—fresh fruits and sandwiches from the resort - before they descended, the day warming up with the sun high overhead.

Back at the villas by afternoon, the group relaxed by the shared pool area, Priya shedding her jacket to lounge in the crop top and pants, the leather gleaming as she sunbathed. Arjun and Salman dove into the water, splashing around, while Rehan sat close to Priya, his hand discreetly caressing her thigh under a towel.

“Tonight,” he whispered, “no more waiting.” She smiled, her core aching. "Yes... tonight."

As evening fell, Arjun and Salman decided on a night out in town - street food and a local bar - leaving Priya and Rehan alone again. “Have fun, beta,” Priya said, waving them off, her heart pounding with anticipation. Salman wasn't too keen to go, but Rehan somehow convinced him, promising all the details later.

The villa's bedroom was dimly lit by bedside lamps, the large bed inviting with fresh sheets, the sliding doors open to the balcony overlooking the twinkling valley lights. 

Priya and Rehan entered hand in hand, the door clicking shut behind them like a seal on their desire.

“Finally alone,” Rehan said, pulling her into his arms, their lips meeting in a slow, passionate kiss that built from tender to fervent. Priya's hands roamed his back, lifting his shirt to feel his muscled torso, while he unzipped her jacket, sliding it off her shoulders to reveal the crop top fully.

“I've waited too long for this,” she moaned, her voice breathy as he kissed down her neck, hands cupping her breasts through the top, thumbs teasing her nipples to hardness.

They undressed each other slowly at first - Rehan peeling off her crop top, her breasts bouncing free, full and perky, nipples erect in the cool air. He took one into his mouth, sucking deeply, tongue swirling as his hand kneaded the other, eliciting gasps from her.

“Kitni tasty hai teri boobs,” he murmured, switching sides, his teeth grazing lightly. Priya arched, her hands in his hair, then pushed him back onto the bed, straddling him in just her leather pants. She ground against his bulge, the friction through the material making her wetter, before shimmying out of the pants, revealing her bare pussy, shaved and glistening. Rehan groaned, his cock straining as she freed it from his jeans, thick and veined, throbbing in her hand.



They started in missionary, Rehan positioning himself between her legs, his tip teasing her entrance, rubbing along her folds to coat himself in her juices. 

“Ready, Priya?” he asked, eyes locked on hers. 

“Yes... fuck me,” she whispered, wrapping her legs around him. He thrust in slowly, inch by inch, stretching her tightness, her walls clenching around him like velvet.

“So tight... perfect,” he groaned, bottoming out, holding still as she adjusted, her nails digging into his back.

Priya moaned loudly, “Oh God, Rehan... I've waited too long for this cock.”

He began moving, slow deep thrusts at first, pulling almost out before slamming back in, their bodies slapping together rhythmically. She met each thrust, hips rising, her breasts bouncing with the motion, his mouth capturing a nipple to suck as he fucked her.

Rehan's pace quickened gradually, his hands roaming her body with possessive hunger, tracing the curves of her hips, squeezing her ass to pull her closer with every plunge. Priya's moans grew louder, echoing off the villa walls, her inner walls fluttering around his cock as he hit deeper angles, the head of his shaft grinding against her cervix in a way that made stars burst behind her eyelids.

“Harder, Rehan... give it to me,” she begged, her voice a sultry whine, fingers tangling in the sheets as she arched her back, offering her breasts to his mouth again. He obliged, biting down gently on one nipple while pinching the other, the mix of pain and pleasure sending electric shocks straight to her core.

His thrusts became more deliberate, rotating his hips on each inward stroke to rub against her G-spot, the wet sounds of their union filling the room - sloppy and obscene, her arousal coating his balls as they slapped against her ass.



“Kitni geeli ho tum... " he growled, his free hand sliding between them to circle her clit with his thumb, the added stimulation making her buck wildly beneath him.

"MMmmhhh justtt forrr you!! Ahhh.. fuck!!”  Priya's legs tightened around his waist, heels digging into his back, urging him deeper, her moans turning into cries of “Yes, right there... don't stop!” as the pressure built, her pussy clenching rhythmically, milking him with every retreat.



The pace built, Rehan's hands pinning her wrists above her head, dominating the rhythm, his cock pistoning faster, hitting her G-spot with every stroke.

“Harder... yes, like that!”  Priya cried, her moans filling the room, the bed creaking under them.

He released her wrists, flipping her onto her side for a spoon position, one hand lifting her leg high as he re-entered from behind, thrusting deep while fingering her clit.

“Cum for me, meri rani,” he growled, his other hand squeezing her ass. Priya's orgasm hit like a tidal wave, her pussy spasming around him, squirting slightly as she screamed his name, her body shaking.

But Rehan didn't let up, his fingers continuing to rub her oversensitive clit, drawing out the aftershocks, her juices soaking the sheets as she trembled in his arms.

“That's it, baby... give me more,” he whispered, his cock still hard inside her, slowing his thrusts to let her catch her breath, but not stopping entirely, grinding deep to keep the fire alive.



Pulling out temporarily, Rehan kissed down her body, his tongue tracing a path from her neck to her breasts, lavishing attention on each nipple with long, slow sucks, his hands massaging the soft flesh until she was writhing again, her arousal rebuilding.

“I love how responsive you are,” he murmured, moving lower, spreading her legs to bury his face between her thighs, lapping at her cum-soaked pussy with broad strokes of his tongue.

Priya gasped, her hands in his hair, pulling him closer as he sucked her clit, two fingers sliding back inside to curl against her G-spot.

“Rehan... oh fuck, I'm still sensitive,” she whimpered, but her hips bucked into his mouth, chasing the pleasure. He hummed against her, the vibrations intensifying everything, his tongue flicking rapidly while his fingers pumped, bringing her to the edge once more. Just as she teetered, he stopped, climbing back up to kiss her, letting her taste herself on his lips. “Not yet... I want you cumming on my cock again.”

He positioned her on all fours for doggy, slapping her ass lightly before slamming in, the angle allowing deeper penetration, his balls slapping her clit. 

“Your ass looks amazing in those pants... but naked, even better,” 

He fucked her hard, gripping her hips, pounding roughly, the room echoing with wet smacks and her moans of

“Waiting too long... fuck me harder! Ohhh mummma... aaa.. choddodd” She moaned hard!!


 
She pushed back, meeting his thrusts, her breasts swinging, one hand reaching back to fondle his balls. Rehan reached around to rub her clit, his other hand tangling in her hair, pulling gently to arch her back, the new angle hitting even deeper.

Priya's moans turned animalistic, her body slick with sweat, the leather scent from her discarded clothes mixing with their musk. “I'm gonna make you scream,” he promised, his thrusts erratic, spanking her ass again, the sting adding to her pleasure.

She came hard, her pussy gushing around him, walls pulsing as she collapsed forward, but he held her up, fucking through her orgasm, prolonging it until she was a quivering mess.

Flipping her onto her back once more, Rehan hooked her legs over his shoulders, folding her in half for maximum depth, his cock sliding in to the hilt with each powerful thrust.

“Look at me while I fuck you, Kutiya” he commanded, eyes locked as he pounded, her breasts jiggling wildly, his hands pinning her thighs. Priya's nails raked his arms, her moans incoherent now,

“OOO maaa.. aaaah mummy... mmmh!!! Oh rabba” The position allowed him to grind against her clit with every stroke, building her to a third climax, her body convulsing as she squirted again, soaking his abdomen.



Rehan's control frayed, his thrusts becoming frantic, sweat dripping as he chased his release.


“Gonna cum inside you... fill you up,” he groaned, and with a final deep plunge, he exploded, hot ropes of cum painting her walls, his cock twitching as he emptied himself completely.

""OOOOha... mummaaaa" She hugged him tight, taking every single drop of all that warm cum in her dripping wet cunt.

They collapsed in a tangle of limbs, breaths heaving, bodies slick and satisfied. Priya kissed him lazily, whispering, “Worth every second of waiting.” Rehan smiled, pulling her close. “And we're just getting started.”

As their bodies finally stilled, slick with sweat and the remnants of their shared release, Rehan pulled Priya into his arms, their limbs tangling in a lazy, satisfied embrace on the rumpled sheets. The cool night breeze from the open balcony doors whispered over their skin, carrying the faint scent of the hills, while the distant hum of crickets provided a soothing backdrop to their heavy breathing.

Priya nestled her head against his chest, listening to the steady thump of his heart, her fingers tracing idle patterns on his abs, feeling the rise and fall of his muscles. "That was... incredible," she murmured, her voice soft and content, a smile playing on her lips as she pressed a gentle kiss to his collarbone. Rehan chuckled low, his hand stroking her hair, fingers weaving through the dark strands as he held her close, their bodies molding together like they were made for this moment. The afterglow wrapped around them like a warm blanket, the intensity of their passion giving way to a tender intimacy, where words weren't needed yet, just the quiet connection of skin on skin.

After a few minutes of blissful silence, Rehan shifted slightly, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at her, his eyes still dark with lingering desire but now softened with curiosity.

"Priya... what about Salman?" he asked casually, his fingers trailing down her arm, raising goosebumps in their wake.

"You've noticed how he's been looking at you, flirting a bit more each day. Are you thinking about... fucking him too? You did let him cum in your panties?"

Priya's eyes widened slightly, a flicker of hesitation crossing her face as she pulled the sheet up a bit higher, covering her breasts modestly despite their nudity.

"Rehan, I... I'm not sure. It's one thing with you - it's intense, it's us. But Salman? He's Arjun's friend too, and it feels... complicated." She bit her lip, her mind racing with the thrill of the idea clashing against her lingering reservations, the warmth of Rehan's body a comforting anchor as she processed his words.

Rehan: "It didn't feel complicated when you let me text you all that dirty stuff, and you let him cum in those panties?"

Priya: "It did, but... but I never thought going that far! It was just the heat, all that attention and hormones. And you... you too encouraged him, and encouraged me as well"


Rehan grinned, leaning in to kiss her forehead, then her lips softly, his hand cupping her cheek to hold her gaze. "Come on, meri jaan, think about how much fun two dicks could be - me and him, taking turns, filling you up from both ends, making you scream twice as loud."

His voice dropped to a husky whisper, his free hand sliding down to caress her thigh, stirring the embers of arousal anew.

"You're made to be fucked, Priya!! Just look at how your body responds, how wet you get, how you crave it. You should enjoy all the cocks you can get, while you're this hot and hungry. Life's too short not to indulge, and I'd love to see you lost in pleasure like that. Bhagwan ne tumbe bas chudne ke liye banaya hai..."

Priya felt a flush creep up her neck, her body betraying her with a fresh wave of heat between her legs, but she shook her head lightly, though less convinced now, her fingers intertwining with his as she pondered the temptation he painted so vividly...


To be continued...