Incest Mom tricked by Bully (Mask of Desire)
Shame overwhelmed her, but her cheeks burned red, matching the sting of her spanked ass. She stood there, breathing heavily, trying to process what had happened.

Minutes later, she emerged, dressed in a simple kurti, her composure a fragile mask. She descended the stairs, catching Ishaan's grin from the living room. "Wasn’t that quite a wild ride?" he asked her, lounging on the extendable couch. 

Abhi sat beside him, both freshened up, his face buried in his hands, feigning shame.

Madhuri smiled at the boys and hurried to the kitchen, to the memory-erasing concoction she'd kept hidden. She split the energy drink laced with the potion between two glasses.

She entered the living room with a tensed smile “Aren’t you boys tired of the day? Here, have it.” She then handed one to Ishaan, who spanked her ass playfully as he stood and took it, and the other to Abhi, who accepted it without meeting her eyes.

They drank, she clicked the button on the bed, and it turned back to a normal couch, hiding the wet spots.

In moments, their expressions shifted, as if the last 90 mins had never happened. Ishaan grabbed the game controller, sprawling on the mat. "Those idlis were delicious, aunty," he said, his flirtatious tone back to normal. "Just like you."

Abhi looked up, his shame seemingly gone, and hugged her. "Thanks for breakfast, Mom," he said, his voice light. "Do you wanna play with us?"

Madhuri kissed his forehead, her mind reeling with flashes of what had transpired. "Of course, I'm always here," she said, sinking onto the couch, between both, convinced the potion had worked. She let out a shaky sigh of relief.

Pulling out her phone, she texted her stalker: "Thank you so much for helping me out Mr.Devil. I'll never forget this day."

The key to her desires was in her hands now. She ran her fingers through the boys' hair, massaging gently with each hand.

Ishaan flirted again, his voice teasing. "Your hands are smoother than a feather, aunty. Wonder what else is." her heart swelling with fulfilled desire as she watched them play the game.

Madhuri let out a small smile. The stalker her secret, the boys her toys, her husband oceans away, every piece fallen in place, every kink begging to be explored, her journey ahead with no pit stops, or so she thought.
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Mom tricked by Bully (Mask of Desire) - by Steel - 17-09-2025, 04:03 PM
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