Adultery Awakening of a Mother's Corrupt Side

[AK0047]

The taxi cruised through the dimly lit streets of Lonavala, the cols night air seeping in through the open windows. Priya, our voluptuous 40-year-old woman with a figure that turned heads- 36-29-38, fair skin glowing under the occasional streetlamp, long black hair cascading down her back, and full lips painted a deep red - sat in the back seat with Salman!

Her son, Arjun had decided to take a detour to meet some of his friends in Mubai and meet them the next day. Or maybe, after witnessing the slutty side of his mother, he was just too embarrassed, or maybe he wants to give his mother more time for a threesome. We'll leave that reason to Arjun, and move ahead!!!

Salman and Rehan were in the front seats, Priya had changed into a saree before leaving for their resort. Priya's black chiffon saree clung to her curves, the low-cut blouse accentuating her ample cleavage, and the pallu had slipped slightly during the ride, exposing the creamy swell of her breasts. She didn't bother fixing it; in fact, she welcomed the breeze teasing her skin, her body already humming with anticipation.

Priya had felt the spark the moment she locked eyes with Rehan in the rear view mirror; she wanted this, craved the thrill of surrendering to their desires right here.

Rehan slowed the vehicle, veering into a deserted lane behind an abandoned warehouse, the engine purring to a stop. The crickets chirped outside, the only sound breaking the heavy silence inside the car. Priya's heart raced, not with fear, but with eager excitement.

She glanced at Salman, her hand brushing his crotch, caressing another hard on, and then at Rehan as he turned in his seat, his grin predatory yet inviting.

"And whay are we stopping now?" she asked playfully in a teasing tone, her voice low and husky, laced with invitation.

Rehan chuckled, his eyes devouring her exposed midriff, the deep navel that begged to be touched. "Thoda break, Priya. This is going to be a very long night, so let's stretch a bit"

Salman moved to the back seat quickly and leaned in closer towards Priiya, his breath hot on her neck. "Haan, Chikini, dying to fuck that sweet pussy of yours, finally tonight we can make that happen."

Priya bit her lip, her body responding with a warm flush between her legs. She nodded subtly, her hand now deliberately resting on Salman's knee. "Theek hai, Jo karna hai kar lo. I just want to make the most of this last night of our trip."

Rehan too exited the driver's seat and slid into the back, sandwiching Priya between him and Salman. The car felt smaller, the air thicker with lust. Salman moved first, his rough hands gently cupping her face, turning her toward him.

Their lips met in a soft, exploratory kiss that quickly deepened, his tongue slipping into her mouth, tasting the remnants of food they ate. Priya moaned softly, her hands roaming up his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt.

"MMmmh... fuck I need this" she whispered against his mouth. He smiled into the kiss, his fingers tracing down her neck to the edge of her blouse. "You are so soft, Priya... malai jaisi." Rehan watched with heated eyes, his hand sliding onto her thigh, pushing the saree fabric higher to expose her smooth, fair legs.

Salman broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her jaw to her neck, nipping lightly at the sensitive skin. Priya arched her back, pressing her breasts forward, inviting more. With deft fingers, he unhooked the front of her blouse, the fabric parting to reveal her lacy black bra straining against her full, heavy breasts.

He slipped the straps down her shoulders, unhooking the bra and letting it fall away. Her nipples, dark and erect, stood proud in the cool air. Salman groaned appreciatively, cupping one breast in his palm, his thumb circling the nipple.

Rehan: "What a bastard Arjun is, sucked these mangoes" 

Priya Giggled: "But, now they are all yours"

She gasped as Salman leaned down, taking the nipple into his mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder, his tongue flicking back and forth. Priya's hand threaded through his hair, pulling him closer.



"Haan, chuso ache se, Salman. Zor se dabao."

Rehan, not idle, mirrored the action on her other breast, his mouth latching on, biting lightly to elicit a moan from her.

The dual assault on her breasts sent waves of pleasure through Priya's body, her pussy growing wetter with each suck and nibble. She shifted on the seat, her saree bunching up further, exposing her black panties. 

Salman's free hand ventured lower, tracing the outline of her thighs before slipping between them. He rubbed her through the thin fabric, feeling the dampness. "Geeli ho gayi ho, Priya. Itni jaldi?"

She nodded, her hips bucking slightly. "Tum logon ki wajah se. Undress me..." He hooked his fingers into the panties, pulling them down her legs. She lifted her hips to help, kicking them off. Her pussy was now bare - neatly trimmed curly hair framing pink, swollen lips glistening with arousal.

Salman knelt between her spread legs, his face inches from her core. He inhaled deeply, the musky scent intoxicating. "You even smell like a bitch". Priys made a grunting animalistic noise.

She reached down, parting her lips for him. "Eat me..."

His tongue darted out, lapping at her folds, circling her clit with expert precision. Priya's moans filled the car, her hands gripping the seat. 

"Ahh, Salman... waisa hi, zor se chato."

Rehan continued lavishing attention on her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples, heightening her pleasure. Salman's tongue delved deeper, fucking her with it, his fingers joining to rub her clit in circles. Priya's body trembled, her first orgasm building fast. 

"Ohh Godd... Ohh mummaa... aaa, mummyyy!!" She came with a shudder, juices flowing onto his tongue, which he lapped up greedily.

Panting, Priya pulled Salman up for a kiss, tasting herself on his lips.

"Your turn now... " She unzipped Salman's trousers, pulling out his thick, 7-inch cock, veined and throbbing. Priya wrapped her hand around it, stroking slowly, feeling it harden further.

"Kitna mota hai" She giggled rubbing it up and down in her palm.

Salman positioned himself, rubbing the head against her slick entrance. With one smooth thrust, he entered her, burying half his length. Priya gasped in pleasure. "Ahh, put it all innn!"

He pushed deeper, filling her completely, her pussy stretching around him. He began thrusting, slow and deep, building a rhythm. Priya's breasts bounced with each movement, her nails digging into his back. "Haan, aise hi... zor se!"

Rehan watched, stroking his own bulge, waiting his turn. Salman's pace quickened, the wet slaps echoing in the car. Priya wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

Priya: "Oh God! Salmaaannnn this is too thick, fuck me harddd"

He obliged, pounding harder, his balls slapping against her ass. He kept fucking for next 5 minutes, as Rehan played with her breasts, biting her nipples. 

Salman groaned, pulling out just in time, stroking himself to cum on her stomach, thick ropes splattering her skin. Priya rubbed it in, smiling. "Mmmmhhh!! Rehan, I need you..."

Rehan wasted no time, unzipping his pants to reveal his longer, 8-inch cock, dark and thick.

"Priya, teri choot ab meri hai." She nodded eagerly, spreading her legs wider.

Priya: "Daalo na, Rehan. Fuck me hard."



He entered her in one thrust, her pussy welcoming him with ease, slick from her previous orgasms. Rehan's thrusts were powerful, his hands gripping her hips. Priya moaned loudly, her body rocking with each impact.

Priya: "Arrgg!! Uhh, aaah.. mmmhhh"

He leaned down, kissing her deeply, their tongues dueling as he fucked her missionary style.

Salman, recovering, knelt by her head, offering his softening cock. Priya took it in her mouth, sucking gently to clean him, reviving it slowly. She bobbed her head, her cheeks hollowing, tongue swirling. Rehan's pounding intensified, his thumb finding her clit, rubbing in circles. Priya's moans were muffled around Salman's cock. With some more deep thrusts, Rehan pulled out, cumming on her breasts, marking her with his seed.

They switched positions multiple times, taking turns with relentless energy. Salman flipped her onto her hands and knees, entering her from behind in doggy style. Priya arched her back, her ass high, pushing back against him.

He slapped her ass lightly, his thick cock stretching her anew, the angle hitting deep. Rehan moved in front, feeding her his cock, which she sucked eagerly, deep-throating him, gagging but pushing through. The rhythm was hypnotic Salman's thrusts pushing her mouth onto Rehan's shaft.



Later, Priya rode Salman reverse cowgirl, her saree completely discarded now, her naked body bouncing on his lap. Her breasts jiggled wildly, hands on his knees for leverage as she ground her hips, circling his cock inside her. Rehan took her sideways, one leg over his shoulder, thrusting deep while kissing her passionately.

Each position brought new sensations - deeper penetration, different angles stimulating her walls, orgasms rolling one after another. Hours passed in a blur of pleasure, bodies slick with sweat, the car a haven of ecstasy.

She had come multiple times already, her pussy throbbing with satisfied ache, but the fire in her eyes burned brighter. She wanted more - craved the deeper, forbidden thrills these two men could offer. No hesitation, no resistance; this was her desire, her willing surrender to the night.

Rehan, still catching his breath, his 8-inch cock semi-hard and slick from her juices, leaned over her, his dark eyes gleaming with lust. He traced a finger through the cum on her stomach, bringing it to her lips. Priya sucked it clean eagerly, her tongue swirling around his digit.

"Priya, it's not over yet!! I want your ass now" he said in a low, husky voice, his hand sliding down to squeeze her firm ass cheek. Priya moaned softly, arching her back to press into his touch.

Priya: "Fuck me whatever way you want, I have never felt this horny... just be gentle, I am not very used to it" 

Salman, his thicker 7-inch cock twitching back to life as he watched, grinned wickedly.

Salman: "Waah, Randi, tu toh full adventurous hai. Vaseline hai mere paas glove compartment mein. Lubricate kar ke try karte hain."

He reached forward, rummaging in the front dash, pulling out a small tube of vaseline he'd kept for just such occasions. Priya's eyes sparkled with excitement, her pussy clenching at the thought.

"Salman, make me ready...."

Salman squeezed a generous amount of the cool, slippery vaseline onto his fingers, warming it between his palms before kneeling behind Priya. She got on her hands and knees again, her ass raised high, the full, round cheeks parting slightly to reveal her tight, pink asshole.

The position made her breasts hang like ripe pendulums, swaying gently. Rehan positioned himself in front, his cock at her mouth level, but for now, he watched as Salman prepared her.

Rehan: "Focus now Priya, I'm gonna start slow, loosen it up for me, you need to ease up ur body"

Salman murmured, his vaseline-coated finger circling her asshole teasingly. Priya shivered at the cool sensation, her body tensing slightly before relaxing into it.

"Ahh, Salman... haan, Feels good." He pressed the tip of his finger against the puckered entrance, pushing slowly, the vaseline easing the way. Priya gasped, a mix of surprise and pleasure, as his finger slid in knuckle-deep. "Ohhh... dard ho raha hai thoda, par accha lag raha hai. Aur andar daalo."



Salman worked his finger in and out gently, twisting it to spread the lubricant, loosening her up. The slick sounds of the vaseline mixed with Priya's soft moans filled the car. She pushed back against his hand, encouraging him.

"Mmm, haan... ab do ungli daalo."

Obliging, Salman added a second finger, scissoring them inside her, stretching her tight ring of muscle. Priya's moans grew louder, "Ahhh, Salman... stretch karo ache se....."

The sensation was new and intense - a burning stretch that quickly turned to pleasure, her pussy dripping anew onto the seat below. Rehan stroked her hair, his cock hardening fully as he watched.

"Brave girl, Priya. Ab ready ho ja mere liye..." Salman coated his thick cock with more vaseline, the shaft glistening under the dim interior light. He positioned the head at her asshole, rubbing it up and down.

"Relax Priiyaaa. Push back when ready."

Priya took a deep breath, pushing back slowly as Salman pressed forward. The head popped past her tight ring with a pop, eliciting a sharp cry from her.

"Ahhhh! Dheere, Salman... itna mota hai tumhara."



He paused, letting her adjust, his hands caressing her ass cheeks soothingly. The stretch was immense, a fullness she'd never felt, pain mingling with pleasure as inch by inch he sank deeper.

"Haan, le lo poora. Teri gaand mera lund kha rahi hai," Salman grunted, his voice strained with restraint.

Priya moaned deeply, "Ohhh god... poora andar ja raha hai. Fuck me now, slowly."

Once fully seated, his balls against her pussy, Salman began shallow thrusts, the vaseline making the slide smooth and slick. Priya's body rocked forward with each movement, her breasts swinging, her moans turning to pleas.

"Ahhh, haan...slow, please dheeree....  Maza aa raha hai!"

The pace built gradually, Salman's hips slapping against her ass, the obscene wet sounds of vaseline and flesh echoing.

Priya reached between her legs, rubbing her clit furiously, the dual stimulation pushing her
toward ecstasy. Her body shuddered, her asshole clenching around his cock, milking him.

Salman groaned, thrusting harder, but held off, pulling out slowly, his cock shiny with vaseline and her essence.

"Ab Rehan ki baari, Priya. Uska lamba lund try kar."


Rehan took Salman's place, coating his longer cock liberally with vaseline.

Rehan: "Ready my love??"  She nodded eagerly, still on all fours, her asshole slightly gaped from Salman. 

He pressed in, the width sliding easier now, but the length made her gasp.

"Ahhhh, Rehan... this is too big... aaah!! Ohhh!"

Rehan thrust steadily, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her back onto him. The sensation was deeper, more intense, Priya's moans a continuous stream.



Priya was enjoying the animalistic fucking: "Ahhh... oohh!! fuck me like thiss.. yeahh.. Ajhh"

Salman moved to her front, feeding her his cock, which she sucked hungrily, her mouth working him as Rehan fucked her ass.

They took turns in her ass, switching after each brought her to orgasm. Salman from behind again, pounding harder now that she was loosened, Priya screaming in pleasure.

"Ahhhh, Salman... Fuck mee... mumma.. aahhh..." she cried out filing the cab with her lust grunts.

Rehan then, flipping her onto her back for anal missionary, her legs over his shoulders, thrusting deep while kissing her. 

Once again, pressure was building in her pussy... she put her hand on her clit and rubbed it vigorously, Salman pushed his dick in her mouth and Rehan continued deep thrusting her asshole. Their moans filled it up!! And with sudden deep convulsions, Priya cried out loud... "Umm,.... Ahhh meri maaa... mmmm ohhh. Fuck!! I'm gonna cummm"

She was lost in her own pleasures as the two boys kept her filled on both ends... eventually cumming on her naked body...


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As the first hints of dawn began to filter through the taxi's windows, casting a soft gray light over their sweat-slicked bodies, Rehan and Salman finally pulled out of Priya, leaving her gasping and trembling between them. Her pussy and ass throbbed with the aftermath of their relentless double penetration, juices and vaseline mingling in a sticky mess on the seat.

But the men weren't done claiming her yet. Salman, his chest heaving, looked down at her heaving breasts - full and marked already with faint handprints and saliva - with a possessive glint in his eye.

"Priya, ab hum tujhe apni property bana kar hi chodenge. Yeh boobs humare nishaan se bhare honge,"  he growled in Hindi, his voice rough from exertion.

Priya, her body still humming with aftershocks, arched her back invitingly, pushing her chest forward.

 "Haan... mark me! ark your slut, this whore the bitch that you've made me" she whispered breathlessly, her eyes locked on his, filled with eager submission.

Salman leaned down first, his hot breath teasing her right nipple before his mouth descended, lips parting to suck the sensitive bud hard, drawing a deep moan from Priya.

Her hand threading through his hair to pull him closer. He obliged, his tongue swirling around the areola, building the tension, before his teeth grazed the soft flesh surrounding it. Then, with deliberate force, he bit down - not enough to break skin, but hard enough to leave a deep, red hickey, the pain blooming into exquisite pleasure that made her pussy clench anew.

"Ohhhh god, mmmhhhh... this is yours now baby!!! I am yourss" she cried out, her body writhing under him.

The mark formed quickly, a purple-red welt encircling her nipple like a brand, possessive and permanent for the night. Salman pulled back to admire his work, licking his lips.



"Dekh, Priya... ab yeh humara nishaan hai. Show it to your fucking loser husband."

Rehan, not to be outdone, shifted to her left breast, his larger hands cupping it firmly as he lowered his mouth.

"Ab meri baari, Priya. This left one is gonna remeber my name forever," he murmured, his teeth nipping teasingly at the underside before sucking the nipple deep into his mouth.

Priya gasped, her free hand reaching for his shoulder. "Ahhhh, Rehan.... haan, just like it!! Bite them. do. I ant both of you to bite them and leave your mark on me"

She begged, her voice a mix of moans and pleas. He built the suction, his tongue flicking rapidly, until she was squirming,

"Ohhhh, yes... itna accha dard! Mark kar diya mujhe, Rehan... ab main tum dono ki hoon," - she whimpered, the dual bites sending waves of lingering pleasure through her body.



The welts stood out vividly against her fair skin, symbols of their claim, as she lay there glowing, forever changed by the night's passions....

To be continued...

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