14-01-2019, 12:11 AM
Rehana’s story after Vishal left
I was like a perfect sex slave to Vishal he changed from a shy wife a nice teacher to a perfect sex slave a whore who just thinks of sex ,As any 38 year old woman can tell you, there are times when you just want sex all the time. I was not like this but once Vishal one of husband’s student made me his sex slave I was so hot for sex anytime and anywhere I did whatever he asked for , but once he got a job in a multinational company he left the town I am a horny lady who loves sex and need it almost every day. I am very orgasmic and love to masturbate. I have been doing this for most of the tie after Vishal left. I have had several fucking experiences when I was with Vishal, but since my husband could not keep pace with my sexual needs and desires and he came to know about my affair and sex in that club , I have been divorced .
I have medium length silky black hair and deep eyes. I am always being told that I look younger than my age. I am just over 5ft 6 tall and I have a fleshy figure very fair. The major exception to my otherwise ordinary look is my breasts. I have a nice large rack, that is still firm and with plenty of bounce. I often wear tight or low cut blouses to accentuate my tits. My ass is also still firm, but quite big, filling my saree and slawars out perfectly. I had gone on some dates after my divorce, but none of them had been very successful like Vishal. Most of these ended in a quick, unsatisfying fuck and then that was it.
I live out of town in the suburbs and have a 18 year old son, Azlan. I had not really thought about him in a sexual way before but I had noticed that he had become quite a young hunk. He played basket ball with Vishal on a regular basis and had began to work out. I had seen him in the garden with his shirt off and I must admit I had admired his growing frame. His chest and stomach muscles had become well defined; he was getting a nice hard six pack and quite a noticeable bulge in his shorts. He did not have a girlfriend as far as I was aware.
We had lived alone ever since my divorce and we were quite close. As time went by, I began to look at him as more than just my son. I began to see a man. I have always been attracted to younger men after what Vishal did to me and I guess seeing my son, growing and developing in front of me, made me start to wonder what he would be like in bed. Now, I realise that mothers are not suppose to think about their son's like that, but I could not help it. I started to think about sex with my son.
To help satisfy my growing urges I used to surf the internet and look for pictures of young men with big hard cocks.
Seeing those boys jacking off their thick juicy young cocks, really made my pussy dripping wet. Watching them I started to wonder just how big my own son's cock might be.
One night, after I thought my son had gone to bed, I was online when I found a young man of about 18 on a webcam. He had such a lovely big cock and I sat watching him stroking it. I could not help slipping my hands down between my legs and playing with my wet pussy.
I sat on a chair and spread my legs wide open, with my feet up on the table. I had already stripped naked and looked a real slut. I watched as he pumped his fist along the length of his fat hard member, he was about 9 inches long and had a well built body with a muscled chest. For about five minutes I stuck fingers up my cunt and squeezed my big tits watching him jacking on that big cock.
Just as I started to cum, I heard something that made me turn around. There, in my doorway was my son, holding his cock in his hand and stroking on it.
My gaze was immediately focused on his dick, I could see he had a really big cock, it was so very big, the thick cockhead stuck out past the clinched fist he had around it. Time seemed to stand still as my eyes, opened wide, trying to take in the enormous sight before me. I could not believe my son had such a massive big cock. Then I came to my senses and realised what was happening.
He had caught me masturbating and watching another young boy on my computer! I had been caught, red handed! There was no hiding what I was doing. I had my fingers in my cunt and was completely naked; my legs spread wide, moaning and groaning in pleasure.
From where he was standing, all he could really see was me masturbating to something on my computer screen. But the sight of his hard cock in his hand let me know he was approving of the things I was doing. Suddenly our eyes met and he almost jumped out of his skin. Realising that I had caught him watching me, he leapt back out of the doorway, removing his hand from his cock. As he jumped back, I saw his monster dick, swinging around violently, whacking from side to side against his muscular thighs.
I heard him run into his room and the door bang shut. At first I sat mesmerized, my eyes still glued to the doorway. I could not believe the sight that I had just witnessed. My own son was stood there watching me finger fucking myself while he pumped on that huge cock.
Eventually I decided that I would have to go and talk to him, so I turned off my computer and picked up my dressing gown. I headed out the door and along to his bedroom. The door was slightly ajar and I forgot to knock, with one swift movement I pressed against it, pushing it wide open, unsure how my son was going to react.
When I walked in, there he was, laying on his bed, that big young cock in his hand, stroking on it. I inhaled sharply as I again took in the awesome sight of his huge young prick.
He looked over and saw me, again jumping almost out of his skin, quickly trying to hide his massive lund from me. He grabbed at the covers and threw them over him, not saying a word.
As he did so, I began to walk over to his bed side. He looked up at me; his face had gone bright red and his breathing heavy. I felt a sudden and unexpected rush of excitement run through me.
Without knowing exactly what to say I sat down on the edge of the bed. Crossing my leg over the other, I unintentionally allowed my dressing gown to fall from my legs.
My mouth felt dry and my heart was pounding but I looked at him and smiled, his face pointing downwards, trying not to look at me.
"I am sorry you saw what I was doing on the internet. I didn't mean to let you see me doing those nasty things." I said, unsure if that was the right thing to say.
"But I see you must have liked it. How long had you been standing there watching me?"
Azlan told me he had been there for sometime and that he was surprised to see me masturbating, especially to a young boy. I smiled down at him as I placed my hand on his.
I was like a perfect sex slave to Vishal he changed from a shy wife a nice teacher to a perfect sex slave a whore who just thinks of sex ,As any 38 year old woman can tell you, there are times when you just want sex all the time. I was not like this but once Vishal one of husband’s student made me his sex slave I was so hot for sex anytime and anywhere I did whatever he asked for , but once he got a job in a multinational company he left the town I am a horny lady who loves sex and need it almost every day. I am very orgasmic and love to masturbate. I have been doing this for most of the tie after Vishal left. I have had several fucking experiences when I was with Vishal, but since my husband could not keep pace with my sexual needs and desires and he came to know about my affair and sex in that club , I have been divorced .
I have medium length silky black hair and deep eyes. I am always being told that I look younger than my age. I am just over 5ft 6 tall and I have a fleshy figure very fair. The major exception to my otherwise ordinary look is my breasts. I have a nice large rack, that is still firm and with plenty of bounce. I often wear tight or low cut blouses to accentuate my tits. My ass is also still firm, but quite big, filling my saree and slawars out perfectly. I had gone on some dates after my divorce, but none of them had been very successful like Vishal. Most of these ended in a quick, unsatisfying fuck and then that was it.
I live out of town in the suburbs and have a 18 year old son, Azlan. I had not really thought about him in a sexual way before but I had noticed that he had become quite a young hunk. He played basket ball with Vishal on a regular basis and had began to work out. I had seen him in the garden with his shirt off and I must admit I had admired his growing frame. His chest and stomach muscles had become well defined; he was getting a nice hard six pack and quite a noticeable bulge in his shorts. He did not have a girlfriend as far as I was aware.
We had lived alone ever since my divorce and we were quite close. As time went by, I began to look at him as more than just my son. I began to see a man. I have always been attracted to younger men after what Vishal did to me and I guess seeing my son, growing and developing in front of me, made me start to wonder what he would be like in bed. Now, I realise that mothers are not suppose to think about their son's like that, but I could not help it. I started to think about sex with my son.
To help satisfy my growing urges I used to surf the internet and look for pictures of young men with big hard cocks.
Seeing those boys jacking off their thick juicy young cocks, really made my pussy dripping wet. Watching them I started to wonder just how big my own son's cock might be.
One night, after I thought my son had gone to bed, I was online when I found a young man of about 18 on a webcam. He had such a lovely big cock and I sat watching him stroking it. I could not help slipping my hands down between my legs and playing with my wet pussy.
I sat on a chair and spread my legs wide open, with my feet up on the table. I had already stripped naked and looked a real slut. I watched as he pumped his fist along the length of his fat hard member, he was about 9 inches long and had a well built body with a muscled chest. For about five minutes I stuck fingers up my cunt and squeezed my big tits watching him jacking on that big cock.
Just as I started to cum, I heard something that made me turn around. There, in my doorway was my son, holding his cock in his hand and stroking on it.
My gaze was immediately focused on his dick, I could see he had a really big cock, it was so very big, the thick cockhead stuck out past the clinched fist he had around it. Time seemed to stand still as my eyes, opened wide, trying to take in the enormous sight before me. I could not believe my son had such a massive big cock. Then I came to my senses and realised what was happening.
He had caught me masturbating and watching another young boy on my computer! I had been caught, red handed! There was no hiding what I was doing. I had my fingers in my cunt and was completely naked; my legs spread wide, moaning and groaning in pleasure.
From where he was standing, all he could really see was me masturbating to something on my computer screen. But the sight of his hard cock in his hand let me know he was approving of the things I was doing. Suddenly our eyes met and he almost jumped out of his skin. Realising that I had caught him watching me, he leapt back out of the doorway, removing his hand from his cock. As he jumped back, I saw his monster dick, swinging around violently, whacking from side to side against his muscular thighs.
I heard him run into his room and the door bang shut. At first I sat mesmerized, my eyes still glued to the doorway. I could not believe the sight that I had just witnessed. My own son was stood there watching me finger fucking myself while he pumped on that huge cock.
Eventually I decided that I would have to go and talk to him, so I turned off my computer and picked up my dressing gown. I headed out the door and along to his bedroom. The door was slightly ajar and I forgot to knock, with one swift movement I pressed against it, pushing it wide open, unsure how my son was going to react.
When I walked in, there he was, laying on his bed, that big young cock in his hand, stroking on it. I inhaled sharply as I again took in the awesome sight of his huge young prick.
He looked over and saw me, again jumping almost out of his skin, quickly trying to hide his massive lund from me. He grabbed at the covers and threw them over him, not saying a word.
As he did so, I began to walk over to his bed side. He looked up at me; his face had gone bright red and his breathing heavy. I felt a sudden and unexpected rush of excitement run through me.
Without knowing exactly what to say I sat down on the edge of the bed. Crossing my leg over the other, I unintentionally allowed my dressing gown to fall from my legs.
My mouth felt dry and my heart was pounding but I looked at him and smiled, his face pointing downwards, trying not to look at me.
"I am sorry you saw what I was doing on the internet. I didn't mean to let you see me doing those nasty things." I said, unsure if that was the right thing to say.
"But I see you must have liked it. How long had you been standing there watching me?"
Azlan told me he had been there for sometime and that he was surprised to see me masturbating, especially to a young boy. I smiled down at him as I placed my hand on his.
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