Incest Mom tricked by Bully (Mask of Desire)
Her mind spun, a flood of regret washed over her, she’d waited weeks, tormented by the stalker, craving release, when Ishaan, this bold, commanding guy, had been in her house all along. She cursed herself for not acting sooner, yet clung to the secret that she knew it was him, believing he was unaware of her knowledge.

Ishaan smirked, fully aware of the game, having orchestrated every moment. He positioned himself behind her, his cock sliding back into her tight, wet pussy, thrusting deep with a slow, deliberate rhythm.

Madhuri’s muffled moans vibrated into the pillow she is biting, her teeth sinking into the fabric as she clutched the bedsheet. “Ugghh,” she groaned, her body rocking with each thrust, the pleasure overwhelming, her mind lost in the realization of how good he was.

He picked up the pace, his hands gripping her hips, then sliding to pull her arms, tugging them to her back gently as he fucked her harder, his cock hitting deep inside her.

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Another sharp spank landed on her ass, drawing a stifled cry from her lips. “Oh G0d… don’t stop,” she pleaded, her voice shaking, her body quivering as a new, intense sensation built with each thrust, a pleasure unlike anything she’d felt before. Her thighs trembled, her pussy clenching around him, the heat coiling tighter.

Ishaan’s thrusts grew relentless, his hand spanking her again, the sting pushing her closer to the edge. Madhuri’s body responded, her hips pushing back to meet him, her moans muffled but desperate, her legs starting to quiver.

Abhi’s eyes were glued to the scene, his hand moving faster, his breath ragged as he watched his mother’s body shake, her ass red from spanks, wishing his own hands were the ones striking her.

The sensation in Madhuri’s core intensified, each deep thrust sending waves of pleasure through her, building to something explosive. Ishaan pulled her hair tighter, his cock slamming into her, and with one final, powerful thrust, Madhuri’s body shattered.

Her eyes rolled back behind the blindfold, a raw, “Aahhh!” escaping as her pussy clenching hard, her toes curling, her thighs trembling as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

Ishaan slowed, pulling his cock out, leaving her pussy pulsing, dripping with satisfaction. Madhuri collapsed onto the bed, her body limp, her mind reeling from the orgasm she’d craved for so long.

Abhi too, released his cum in silence, his hand frozen in his wet shorts, as he stared at his mother’s spent form.

Ishaan, catching his breath, glanced toward the curtain with a knowing smirk before turning back to Madhuri.

She heard the soft click of the door unlocking, the sound barely registering as exhaustion overtook her. Her body, sated and heavy, drifted into a deep sleep.

When Madhuri woke up next morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains. She blinked, disoriented and naked under the sheets, the blindfold neatly folded on the bedside table.

Beside her, Ramesh slept soundly, his familiar snores filling the room. Her heart skipped, confusion swirling as she glanced at him, then at the blindfold. The memories of last night, Ishaan’s touch, his cock, her orgasm, flooded back, vivid and undeniable, yet here she was, next to her husband, as if nothing had happened.

Her cheeks flushed, her body still tingling with the echo of pleasure, her mind grappling with the blurred line between reality and the game she’d played, unaware of how deeply Ishaan had orchestrated it all.


(End of Chapter)

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Mom tricked by Bully (Mask of Desire) - by Steel - 17-09-2025, 04:03 PM
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