Adultery The Motherly Slut of Paschim Vihar

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The weight of that afternoon bedroom spectacle still hung over me like a storm cloud, even days later. I'd watched from the keyhole as Sahil turned Mom into a writhing, moaning mess on her marital bed - her saree discarded in a heap, breasts bouncing wildly as she rode him, her pussy clenching around his thick cock with every grind of her hips. Her cries of "Aaahhh... deeper, beta... mmmh, make Aunty cum!" echoed in my ears, mingling with the mystery of "Riya" - that glitched call where the voice sounded eerily like a man, urging her to spill every filthy detail.

I'd confided the bare bones to Mayank, my closest buddy, but held back the full depravity. The dashcam footage burned a hole in my phone - the unedited clip of Mom blowing fucking in the car. It was time to share it all. If anyone could help me unpack this mess, it was him.

That Thursday evening, I texted Mayank: "Come over or meet at yours? Got something wild to show you about the Sahil-Mom thing."

He replied instantly: "My place. Parents out. Beers ready."

His Rohini apartment was a short drive away - a cramped but cozy spot, walls plastered with cricket posters and scantily clad models, a testament to our shared teenage fantasies. I arrived with my phone clutched like a grenade, nerves jangling. Mayank greeted me at the door, his stocky build from gym sessions filling the frame, a beer in hand.

"Yo, Bunty. You look like shit. What's up with Aunty and that prick Sahil?"

We settled on his couch, the room dim with just a lamp glowing. I took a swig of beer, steeling myself.

Me: "Bro, it's worse than I said. Remember the dashcam clip I sent? That's just the tip. Sahil's been fucking her for a month - kitchen, bedroom, car. I caught them live multiple times. And this 'Riya' person... something's off. But first, you gotta see these video. They are... intense."

Mayank's eyes lit up, leaning forward. "

Mayank: No way, man. Aunty? Your hot mom? Show me, show me. I've fantasized about her forever - those curves, that laugh. Bet she's a screamer."

I didn't like the way he was being dirty about her from the get go... But he was the only one I can confide in.

I pulled out my phone, heart pounding, and hit play on the unedited dashcam footage from 2 days back, mom and Sahil had gone out for some errands. The screen flickered to life - the interior of Mayank's i20

Mom slid into the passenger seat, her saree slightly askew, giggling as Sahil leaned over. "

Sahil, beta, this is so risky... what if Bunty finds out? What if anyone sees us out here in broad daylight like this?" she whispered, but her hand was already on his thigh, rubbing slowly, teasingly, inching higher with every word.

Sahil's voice rumbled through the speakers: "Aunty, that's exactly what makes it so incredibly hot, don't you think? The thrill of getting caught, the danger of it all, your son's best friend taking you for a wild ride right here in this car, while the world goes by outside. Admit it, it makes your pussy throb with excitement, doesn't it? Feel how wet you already are just thinking about it."

Mom bit her lip, her cheeks flushing a deep red, and nodded shyly. "Aaahhh... yes, beta, you're right... it does make me so wet, so incredibly aroused... mmmh, the risk is turning me on more than I can even describe."

Mayank's breath caught, his eyes glued to the screen.

Mayank: "Holy fuck, Bunty. Look at her hand - sliding up his leg like that, so bold, so eager. Aunty's not even hesitating. She's got that look in her eyes, like she's starving for cock. Damn, her saree is riding up already, showing those thick thighs of hers. I've jerked off thinking about legs like that wrapped around me, squeezing tight while I pound her. Aaahhh... this is gold, bro."

He too has jerked off thinking about her? This was strange, It didn't feel weird that Mayank too have hots for her. All said and done I've been jerking off thinking about her as well...

I nodded, my own cock stirring as the video progressed. On screen, they kissed deeply, Mom's tongue darting into Sahil's mouth with a wet smack, her hands fumbling with his zipper.

"Mmmh... Sahil, your lips taste so good... ohhhh, kiss Aunty harder, make it sloppy and wet just like I love it," she murmured between kisses. Sahil groaned,



"Aaahhh... yes!! your tongue feels amazing swirling around mine... mmmh, you're such a hungry little slut for me, aren't you? Unzip me fully now, take out that hard cock you've been craving all day."

Mom obliged, fishing out his thick, veined cock, stroking it slowly at first, her thumb circling the head to spread the leaking precum.

"Ohhhh... so big and hard for Aunty... aaahhh... feel how it's throbbing in my hand, pulsing with need... mmmh, I love how it jumps when I squeeze it just right like this." Sahil's head fell back.

 "Mmmh... stroke it faster, Aunty... aaahhh... yes, just like that, twist your hand around the shaft, make it slick with my precum... ohhhh, you're a natural at this."

Mayank's hand drifted to his crotch, rubbing slowly.

Mayank: "Fuck, look at her grip—firm but gentle, like she's milking him. Those fingers... bet they're soft as silk. I've always wanted Aunty's hands on me, stroking me slow at first, then faster, building up until I can't hold back. Aaahhh... and her lips—full and red, hovering so close. She's gonna suck him, isn't she? Mmmh... imagine her looking up at me with those eyes while she blows me, gagging on my cock."



Sure enough, Mom leaned down, her long hair falling like a curtain over his lap. Her tongue flicked out first, lapping at the head.

"Mmmh... tastes so salty and delicious... aaahhh... your precum is like honey, beta... ohhhh, I could lick it all day." 

She engulfed him, lips stretching wide around his girth, bobbing slowly, her cheeks hollowing with suction. Wet slurps filled the audio, her hand twisting the base as she took more, gagging with a "Gluck... mmmh..." but pushing deeper.

Sahil groaned on video: "Aaahhh... yes, suck it deeper, Aunty... mmmh... feel it hit the back of your throat... ohhhh... gag on my cock like the good little slut you are... aaahhh... use that tongue, swirl it around the head, make it nice and wet." 

Mom hummed around him, "Mmmh... yes, beta... ohhhh... your cock fills my mouth so perfectly... aaahhh... I love gagging on it, feeling it pulse against my tongue."

Mayank's stroking picked up pace. "

Mayank: "Damn, Bunty, she's deepthroating him like a pro - look at her throat bulge. Those lips... stretched so wide, saliva dripping down his balls. I'd grab her hair, guide her head... 'Aaahhh... suck harder, Aunty... mmmh... take it all, gag for me... ohhhh... yes, just like that, you're my blowjob queen.' Her tits must be bouncing under that saree—bet they're heaving with every bob."

I shifted uncomfortably, my own hand rubbing my bulge. 

Me: "Yeah... she swallowed him whole. And listen to her moans—'mmmh' around his cock, vibrating it. She's into it, bro."

The video continued: Mom pulling off with a pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips.

"Aaahhh... fuck me now, Sahil... ohhhh... I need your cock inside Aunty's pussy... mmmh... make me cum hard, beta... stretch me wide with that thick shaft."

Sahil fingered her on screen, his hand disappearing under her saree.

"Mmmh... so wet already... aaahhh... your pussy's dripping for me... ohhhh... feel my fingers curl inside, hitting that spot... yes, squirt for me, Aunty."

Mom bucked, "Aaahhh... yes... finger Aunty deeper... mmmh... ohhhh... cumming... aaahhh!"

Mayank: "Fuck, she's squirting in the car - look at the seat getting soaked. Her face - eyes rolled back, mouth open... I'd make her squirt on my face... 'Mmmh... drench me, Aunty... aaahhh... taste your juices... ohhhh... you're so sweet.' That bush—fluffy and wet. I'd bury my tongue in it."

Sahil's voice in the video: "Now ride me, slut... aaahhh... sink that tight pussy down... mmmh... grind on it... ohhhh... bounce harder."

Mom straddled him, saree hiked, impaling herself. "Ohhhh... so full... aaahhh... your cock stretches me so good... mmmh... yes, beta... fuck Aunty up!"

Mayank's stroking was frantic: "Her hips—grinding like a pro. I'd hold that ass... 'Aaahhh... ride me, Aunty... mmmh... bounce those tits... ohhhh... cum on my cock... aaahhh... milk me dry.' Fuck, Bunty, can I... jerk off to this? She's too hot—got me throbbing."



I hesitated, but the heat in the room was infectious. "Yeah, Mayank man. Go for it. I do it all the time."

Mayank unzipped, his cock springing free - thick, veined, leaking. "Aaahhh... feels better out... mmmh... stroke with me, bro? Her moans... ohhhh... so sexy."

I pulled mine out too, hard and aching.

Mayak: "Fine... rewind to the blowjob."

We stroked in sync, eyes on the screen. 

Mayank: "Look at her lips slide... aaahhh... up and down, so slow and teasing at first, then faster and deeper, really working that shaft with her mouth... mmmh... I'd thrust into her throat... ohhhh... feel her gag around me... aaahhh... 'Suck it harder, Aunty, take every inch like the good little cock-sucker you are... mmmh... yes, Bitch!!, swallow my precum, taste how bad I want you.' Her hands twisting the base... aaahhh... bet she squeezes just right... ohhhh... making it throb even harder."

Me: "Yeah... she deepthroats like it's nothing... aaahhh... gags but keeps going, eyes watering but full of lust... mmmh... imagine her looking up at you... ohhhh... begging with her eyes for more cock... aaahhh... 'Mmmh, Aunty, your mouth's heaven... swallow it all... yes, like that... ohhhh... feel my balls tighten.'"

We pulled up another video of her giving a blowjob to Sahil.

Sahil on video came, Mom swallowing with "Mmmh... so much cum... aaahhh... tasty... ohhhh... every drop down Aunty's throat."



Mayank: "Fuck, she swallows... aaahhh... no spill, all gone... mmmh... I'd cum twice as much for her... ohhhh... paint her face first, then make her lick it off... aaahhh... 'Clean up, Aunty... mmmh... taste my load on your skin... yes, meri Randi, you're my cum slut.'"

We built to climax, stroking faster.

Mayank: "Gonna cum... aaahhh... thinking of her pussy... mmmh... wet and hairy... ohhhh... fucking her doggy... aaahhh... slapping that ass... mmmh... 'Bounce back, Aunty... take it deep... yes... ohhhh... squirt for me again.'" I groaned: "Me too... aaahhh... her tits... mmmh... sucking them... ohhhh... while she rides... aaahhh... 'Cum on my cock, Maa... mmmh... milk me.'"

We erupted together, ropes splattering, grunting

"Aaahhh... for Aunty!" and "Ohhhh... Kutiya!" Panting,

Mayank: "Best wank ever. Need the real thing—her lips, her pussy... aaahhh... help me, Bunty? Set it up... mmmh... I'll make her scream louder than Sahil... ohhhh... imagine tag-teaming... aaahhh... one in her mouth, one in her cunt... mmmh... her moans muffled... yes."


I nodded, the thrill overriding guilt.

Me: "Deal. She's horny all the time now... aaahhh... dresses like a slut—low blouses, tight sarees... mmmh... showing cleavage, navel... ohhhh... you'll love burying your face in her tits... aaahhh... sucking those dark nipples... mmmh... while she begs 'Fuck Aunty harder, Mayank beta... yes... ohhhh... make me your whore too.'"

We talked for hours, looping the video, stroking again.

Mayank: "Her squirt in the car—aaahhh... soaking the seat, I'd drink it, lap every 

Me: "She does - multiple times. Tu bhi chod meri mummy ko, fuck her wild yaar!!" And we kept making up all the plans scenarios and castles in the air...


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We jerked off twice again, it was almost 4 hours since I came to his place. As the afterglow of our shared release faded, the room heavy with the musky scent of cum and sweat, After the third round of jerk offs I wiped my hand on a tissue and leaned back, my heart still racing. Mayank did the same, his face flushed, but the high was wearing off, replaced by that familiar knot of guilt and curiosity in my gut.

"Bro," I started, voice low as if the walls had ears...

"there's more to this shit than just Sahil banging her. Remember that name 'Riya' I mentioned? The one from her phone, the 'old college friend' who's been texting her all this encouraging crap about hooking up with him? It's fucking weird, man. At first, I thought it was some wild girlfriend pushing her to cheat, like in those porn plots. But the other day, I overheard a call—Mom giggling about the sex, spilling details like 'he made me cum twice, Riya, just like you suggested. And the voice on the other end... it glitched, Mayank. Sounded deep, almost like a man, but distorted, like through some app.

I checked her contacts - 'Riya' has no pic, just a generic emoji, and the messages are all flirty, It's too possessive, too knowing. What if it's not a woman at all? What if mom is fucking another man? involved somehow, playing games? It's creeping me out, like our my mom is in on some twisted secret."

Mayank's eyes widened, the post-nut clarity sharpening his focus as he zipped up.

"Whoa, Bunty, that's some thriller shit. Aunty cheating with Sahil, and now 'Riya' might be another man? Is she really a whore or something? Fuck, your dad would be devastated, I mean we can still jerk off to it, but he's anyway such a loser. Let's explore this - start with her phone next time you're alone. Deal?"

I nodded, the thrill of the hunt mixing with the erotic buzz, sealing our pact in the dim light of his room...

To be continued...