[Mortalbeast]

Journey of a dutiful son towards cuckson 

For admins - There are no sexual acts in this story involving minors and all characters are above the age of 18.  

Disclaimer - Hello everyone, this is mortal, back with another erotic story.
 
This story is part reality and part fantasy with some incidents from younger years now transposed to the present.

Myself, Sunil, at this moment, I was sitting on my desk and writing an assignment for my college project on computer Ms word. Suddenly a mail notification popped in the corner of my screen. I was about to ignore it but when I saw the name of the sender, I instantly opened it as I used to envy him a lot. The message was short and fairly straight to the point. 

" Yo boy Sunil,
I will be sending you a link and a message in about thirty minutes from now.
I think your father will have left to his office tour by now and you will be alone at home for the rest of the afternoon. I know your mother is out of the house right now and will be back later.
I am sure you will find it worth your while to ensure you drop all other plans for the day and wait for my message to follow.”

The fairly cryptic and open-ended message was from Venkat Anna, my mother’s elder sister’s son. He is 8 years elder to me. As my uncle was an NRI doctor so, he was quite rich and lived in USA. My mother’s elder sister (Meena aunty) also did medical in India that’s why she got married to NRI guy like my uncle. While my mother being youngest in her family was quite pampered, so her focus wasn’t on studies rather she focused on her looks, that’s what my grandma used to tell every time. After marrying my father, she got very strict on me about studies. I had literally become book worm still she complains of me wasting time and not focusing on studies. 

Well now you all can understand why I envy my cousin Venkat. He has always lived a happy and adventurous life in USA. He doesn’t get good marks but still studied in privileged college. 

When we were young, Venkat used to treat me very nicely and he loved to visit our house every vacation. But when he went to college or got older, he didn’t talk with me much but used to visit India every once in a year.

From few years though, Venkat has become too cocky towards me. Last year, he kept sending me to various shops outdoor to get things for him on summer afternoon. I did what he asked in hope he will take me to USA for once but after he left to USA he never replied to my messages. 
Actually, I always wanted the life he lived so I wanted his help to shift to USA. I always loved foreign countries to visit. Those blonde women were so beautiful. 
Once Venkat sent me a pic of his white girlfriend’s photo. She was so hot in that short skirt that I masturbated twice by looking at her photo. 

Another message popped 

“Remember last time Geetha came to visit USA”

I was quite surprised and taken back by this message. Actually ‘Geetha’ is my mother but why is Venkat calling her by name. He used to call her Gitu Aunty or Gsot in fashion. But what kind of modernisation was this to call your elder and your aunty with her name. At the moment I thought to ask him but I didn’t want to anger him. 

Now I started thinking why is he mentioning about my mother’s visit. 

Actually, few months ago my mother had visited USA after her elder sister, Meena aunty necessitated that she should somehow be present in the 30th anniversary of Meena aunty and my uncle. Meena aunty was so persuasive that she said she will look after all the expenses of travelling and getting a visa done for my mother.

Honestly, I couldn’t remember much noteworthy about mother’s visit to USA apart from my anger and disbelief that she didn’t take me. It was my golden opportunity for me to visit a foreign country but it was banished by my mother who cited my studies as the reason. Also, my father couldn’t get holiday from his office so he stayed back to look after me. My mother accompanied with our family friend’s, who were also invited to visit the grand anniversary celebration. 

I remembered not looking at various photos of her at different touristy spots - some alone and some with Aunty, uncle and most of them with Venkat Anna(brother). She seemed to have enjoyed herself during the visit. 

Upon my mother's return from the US, which had been postponed due to an illness, I noticed a distinct change in her demeanour. She exuded a newfound liveliness and confidence that was unmistakable. Additionally, her sense of style had undergone a transformation, with a more vibrant and modern approach to her attire. The way she dbangd her saree now seemed subtly more elegant and revealing, showcasing a fresh and refined fashion sense that was a departure from her previous understated approach.

In numerous photos from my mother's US trip, she can be seen stylishly dressed in jeans and gowns, exuding confidence. What's even more impressive, however, is the fact that she embarked on this solo journey overseas, navigating unfamiliar lands and immersing herself in a new culture, and returned home successfully - a feat that deserves admiration and credit.

With modern Internet communication being the way it is, there were frequent calls going between India and the US while mother was in the US. I was frequently doing a video call to see the places and people. But towards the end she was sick, so tickets were rebooked. 

If at all anything was a bit annoying was that my mother would insist mostly on audio-only calls on WhatsApp saying the Internet connection at Auntie’s apartment was not that great and that data plans were costly in the US. Even I had expressed surprised at this many times and also joked about it before my mother and father about how bad Internet connection was in US compared to India. I was proud that our house had much better Wi-Fi than them.

It had been few months since mother’s return from USA and that was the last time Venkat used to send me photos of my mother during her stay. After she returned, I tried to contact but he would never reply back. Then why send me this type of message all of a sudden. 

Actually, I had no idea what Venkat was going to send me in a little while or is this some kind of prank from him. I didn’t want to look fool in front of him. So, I began thinking and reading his message twice and thrice trying to encode any clue. A sense of foreboding and worry took over me and I couldn't understand why?
As I went through the message again and again, it felt a bit mysterious - why make me wait this way? How did Venkat know that my father would be leaving for his office trip just then and that I would be alone the rest of the day? How did he know my mother was not at home? 
 
As time passed, I realised that my body has started trembling just a little and my heart beating a tad faster and the sense of anticipation of what was coming in the next message was getting to be a bit overwhelming.

As I looked at the timestamp on the first message again and again. It said 10:27 AM Indian time which meant I should be receiving that follow up message around 11 AM. Those intervening minutes seemed to pass ever so slowly and I kept hitting the refresh button over and over again to see if something had come from Venkat.

The follow-up message from Venkat came precisely on time at 10:57. One had to give him some credit for punctuality and sticking to his schedule. Now he had sent message on my telegram.

“Hy”

“Hlo Anna”

“I have sent you an email”

“I trust you are alone at home now. if not, I recommend you to not act on anything in this email till you are by yourself”

I asked “what is this all about?” 

“Don’t you remember, Geetha came to visit US for celebration of my parent’s 30th anniversary?”

Yes, I remember Anna. I have seen photos before. Are you sending me videos of the party? 

“No”

Oh! Then leave all this Anna (Brother). Tell me how are you? 

“Shut up and listen to me”

“Yes Anna”

“Did you know that your parent’s 20th Anniversary was when your mother was here”

“Yes Anna”

“So, your parents had to spend it apart”.

Yeah (sad emoji)

"How did your father celebrate?"  

“Just normal. You know him, dad doesn’t like all this anniversary parties and all.”

“Oh! Huh, but I think Geetha did have a wonderful time here that day. She had fun whole day”

“Of course, Anna, I know Meena aunty must have done something special for her. Actually, I didn’t see any photos of mom in her anniversary. What did Meena aunty do?”

“Your mother, Geetha was with me on her 20th anniversary”

“Huh!?”

“Now go check your email. Do as said in the mail. Okay?”

“Okay Anna”
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[Mortalbeast]

Wowww... Excellent story writing Mortal. You are teasing the readers equally bad as that your anna to you. 

Thanks a lot for starting the thread. repped and subscribed you thread.

P.S. More details might be coming later in the story I hope, like your native place in India, your cultural/ ethenic details.

Thanks a lot Rohan.
First thing, I'm a huge fan of your stories, especially 'Holy savior'. I remember I read it on previous xossipy then thankfully you brought it back. Your threads grabs attention due to it's incredible attention given on it crafting by the author, i.e. 'you'.
I'm can't express in words how happy and proud Iam right now.

Yes, as the story catches the path, there will be more details. This was just the introduction and welcome message to join in this erotic tale to unfold.

[Mortalbeast]

After talking with Venkat anna, I started sweating at bit. I couldn’t understand what was going on? Why is he behaving like that? 


As I settled back into my work, I took a sip of water and positioned a bottle within reach on my desk. Just then, an email notification caught my attention. Before responding, I paused to clear my throat and made sure the house was secure, checking that all doors were locked from the inside. With that done, I sat back down in my chair and opened the email to read its contents.

“Hello Sunil, 

I trust you have gotten yourself ready by now and had read my messages on my telegram. 

What I have done is prepare a series of video clips for you to know, how your conservative mother Geetha spent her special 20th anniversary day here with me.

Below I have given a link to a website on which you will find a series of files clearly labelled. You will see a bunch of movie files and a bunch of text files. The files have been arranged in order as Clip 1, Clip 2 etc. for the films and as Text 1, Text 2 etc. for the text files.

I would like to you to begin by opening film Clip 1, seeing the contents and afterwards opening Text 1 which contains some textual notes as to what you had seen in the clip. After this follow the same for Clip 2 and Text 2 and so on. The audio in the film clips is not always clear and the video can be shaky in some places. After you read the text, you will understand why.

The clips are arranged in chronological order - so Clip 1 is from the evening of the day before (which, given the time difference between the US and India would mean the anniversary date had started in India). The clips therefore are taken over a 14–15-hour window which is why it is best you view them in order.
Obviously, I don't cover the entire period in these clips so there are some gaps in terms of the times. You may find these clips stop abruptly but that cannot be helped.

I am not great at video editing and compiling and it has taken some time and effort to put this together - if some pieces look clumsy then try to manage with third party applications.  

One thing I must point out that Geetha is not aware that I am sharing this with you. After you see the clips, I think you will understand why I felt it best for you to have privacy while watching. So, keep it to yourself.  

Also, I will message you again in about six to seven hours. I think by then you would have watched (and may be re-watch it many times, laughing emoji’s??) these clips and read the texts that go along with them

Warm Regards”

My hands were trembling as I finished reading this mail. My mind was screaming within as what was happening. I felt like this was a siren for something bad to happen. Also, deep down there was some kind of excitement and eagerness to go with it. 

After thinking and sweating for a while I got up and turned on cooler in my room. Then I held my mouse and started scrolling down below to find those clips and texts referred. I found Dropbox link attached to the mail. I could see two folders on that link - one for videos and one for text. Just as he had mentioned. There were a series of clips and text files each named numerically and in order - no confusion for sure.

My fingers fumbled a bit as I got myself together to download the Clip 1 and open it on my VLC player.
The first thing I noticed about the clip was its length - just over 5 minutes. The camera showed mom standing by a kitchen counter (what I assumed was) Meena’s auntie’s apartment.

(I was assuming as this is the new apartment of Meena aunty and mom never did video call when she was in the house)

"Happy anniversary coming up Geetha" - I heard a voice in the clip. I think it was of Venkat Anna. 

I got startled that Venkat Anna didn't use "aunty" after the name as would normally be expected that too in front of mom. I thought he was trying to be cool in the telegram chat in front of me or kind of teasing me but what’s this?

Most surprising part was mom turned towards him or camera while smiling and waving at the camera but didn’t say anything to him for calling her by name. 
It looked like the video was being taken from a phone camera. I could hear Venkat Anna voice but couldn’t see him in the clip that’s when I realised, he must be the one holding the phone and shooting the video. But why is there no one in the house? This was a celebration and function time. Mom used to say there were too many guests so she is busy all the time.
 
"Looking great on your special day. Huh?!" 

As Venkat spoke, I noticed my mom's face flush with a slight blush. The camera then proceeded to zoom in and out on her a few times, but the effect was more confusing than revealing, as it didn't quite capture what was different about her. The camera continued to move closer to her, giving the impression that someone was walking towards her, before stopping a few feet away. This allowed for a clear view of her on the screen. I was taken aback by how stunning she looked in a silver-white saree, paired with a matching blouse - an outfit I had never seen her wear before. It was likely a new addition to her wardrobe, perhaps a gift from Meena aunty for their anniversary. Her face appeared to be perfectly made up, which added to her radiant appearance. While I had always known my mom was beautiful, in that saree, she resembled a model, especially with her clean and shining complexion, accentuated by the makeup.

My mind wandered to my mom, and I found myself admiring her physical appearance. At 42, she still turned heads with her striking features and toned physique. Her big brown eyes, small nose, and full ruby lips all contributed to her attractiveness. Her hair was particularly noteworthy - thick, luxurious, and cascading down to her waist. With her dusky complexion, typical of South Indians, and a petite yet statuesque figure, thanks to her long legs, she exuded a stunning presence. I'm not one to brag, but my mom bears a resemblance to Sobhita Dhulipala - not an exact replica, but she shares a similar elegance and charm that's hard to miss.



As the camera panned up to my mom's face, I felt a sense of gratitude towards the person operating it. The lens then zoomed in, providing a crystal-clear view of her features, thanks to the high-definition quality. Her makeup appeared elegant, and the shade of lipstick she wore complemented her skin tone perfectly. She continued to smile and blush in a charming, almost playful manner as the camera captured every detail of her face. She looked stunning, and I couldn't help but think that she had never shared a photo of herself in this saree and makeup with my dad on their anniversary.

The camera then zoomed out to provide a full-body view once again. I found myself experiencing an unexpected and unsettling reaction as I watched my mom in the clip. Despite feeling a sense of guilt, I couldn't look away. The saree was dbangd tightly, accentuating her curves, and was tied below her belly button in a style that she rarely adopted.



I was drawn to the way she stood, adorned in a stunning silver saree, her facial expression captivating me more with each passing moment. As the camera zoomed in, it slowly and deliberately traversed her body, starting with her arms and hands, then gently moving down her neck and chest, and finally coming to rest at her feet. The camera's movement was languid and introspective, first exploring the intricate details of her saree and her physique, before returning to her face, where a subtle blush still lingered. The clip ended abruptly, leaving a lasting impression of that fleeting, enchanting moment.

I felt my heartbeat slowly rising as the video ended. Honestly if I had seen the video only then there’s nothing really odd. But when I take into account of his words and all this morning event it seemed such an intimate video clip. Unusually, some dark thoughts were starting to creep in my mind, which in some weird way felt arousing about but nothing in the video clip could be seen as "wrong."

While I was trying to explain my mind, I remembered I had to open the text1 that went along with the clip and I did so quickly.

“I hope you have seen Clip 1 before opening this. As you can see your mother Geetha is in a silver white saree. Silver is the colour associated with 20th anniversary here, that is why I chose the colour. Also, she is slightly dusky which is why the silver contrast accentuates her lovely skin.

She looks stunning - doesn't she? I loved the way she blushes on the camera. She is such a gorgeous looking woman. Who could ever tell she is in her 40’s and a mother of a college going son?

I wanted to point out few things to you that you may not have noticed because you’re single and don’t have much idea about women. So, you can go back and replay the clip as you read this so that you can collate this text and the video.

Now the reason I lingered over her arms was to show you how smooth your mom’s skin is? Did you notice it was gleaming almost - please check it out again. I did spend some time on her face for you to see her blushing and giving me flirtatious looks hahaha! I am sure you have noticed that. If not then watch it again carefully.

Actually, my friends got her makeup done earlier that day at a popular and quite expensive female stylist studio which is why her face looks so superb. That shade of lipstick was suggested by the Cosmetologist and she insisted on a thicker -than-normal coating - lends a certain coquettishness to your mother - don't you think?

Also, around her neck, you will see a plain silver collar - wide and almost looking like a brace. I purchased it for her anniversary as a gift. It’s matching with her saree.

Lastly there’s something missing on her - perhaps you can guess now? If not, I do promise to reveal that later.

If you are done, you can move to Clip 2 now."

I had watched that first clip over and over again with the text box open. Many things started bothering me. In the text message again, Venkat Anna repeatedly used "Geetha" without using aunty, this was clear that it wasn’t any mistake. He is genuinely calling my mom by her first name. Also, the way he was complimenting mom on her looks - I’m sure not the way one would expect from a nephew to his elder aunt.

Now I remembered about that silver neck collar. Mom had it on ever since she had come back from her US trip and said that it was very special as it’s gifted to her but she never mentioned who gifted her. 

Upon re-examining the footage, I focused on my mom's forearm and was struck by its unusually glossy appearance, which resembled silk. Notably, my mom has always had relatively little hair on her arms, but in the video, her skin had a silky sheen that was not typically characteristic of her.

After all this I focused on the missing part on mom as mentioned in the text. I went back again and again to see what is missing on mom. Eventually I figured out that I have gotten all I could out of the first clip. So, now I went about opening the second clip.
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[Mortalbeast]

Excellent start superb updates

Thanks bro...

[Mortalbeast]

Great going mortalbeast. The story is turning really steamy, and the elder cousin (and not any friend/bully) being traitor made it more authentic, cause Sunil cannot simply avoid him. Enjoyed the way you described the beautiful south indian mother with alluring features. Hope your story will keep exposing more of what is she blessed with (including her long lustrous hair) and how strong her moral radar is!

Thanks bro..

Really appreciate your attention on this story  .

Yes the story will explore more as it attains it's depth. That way it will be lot spicy!

[Mortalbeast]

When I opened the second clip, it was again a few minutes long only. The camera was still showing mom from the front. I could hear Venkat Anna asking mom to turn around and she obliging turned around so that her back was facing the camera.

The camera zoomed on the back of my mom's head. She had long dark hair and I could see her upper tresses. The camera slowly moved down to her neck. I instantly noticed that silver brace collar now below my mom’s luxurious long hair. The camera then spends some seconds on her neck and then went up and down her arms, but this time a view from the back. I could make out her elbows. I also noticed only few bangles on each of her wrists - multi-coloured and going well with her saree but not like usual, where she wore hand full of bangles. 

As the camera continued to move down, it reached her waist, revealing a considerable expanse of her hip between her blouse and the saree knot. The curve of her hip made her waist appear wider than her navel, creating a beautiful and alluring sight that stirred a physical reaction in me. The camera lingered on her hips and the swell of her buttocks, moving down to her feet before traveling back up. Venkat Anna then asked her to turn around once more.



when my mom turned to face the camera again, I saw that she was still blushing, and now she was also giggling as she struck poses, as if taking a selfie. Her face was radiant, and her expressions were playful, adding to the captivating scene unfolding before me.
 
"Move your saree pallu little aside"
 
I saw mom shook her head, but she kept giggling and smiling at the camera. This went back and forth for a few seconds.

The camera than panned to the show the floor, some shaky movement happened and it took several seconds before the camera screen focused back onto mom. 
Now I saw my mom’s pallu, that was protecting her chastity had been bunched up and moved to the side exposing her one full breast - albeit covered by the blouse.



Immediately a ‘sigh’ left out of my lips due to surprise as I saw a fair amount of mom’s cleavage is clearly visible. Although mom wears saree in fashionably in functions but I had never seen her expose her breast. Mostly she will wear saree slightly low showing her navel but that’s it. 

The camera then moved down to her waist to capture what was now a fairly exposed belly. Her slightly chubby navel was fully on display with her petticoat and saree tied much below her bellybutton. 

“ufff.... Geetha", that was Venkat Anna voice;

All this while mom was silent but her flirtatious smile still in place and there no objection to whatever Venkat Anna was doing with his camera on her.
The clip abruptly stopped at this point but I don’t why but I felt disappointment as if I want to watch more. 

Now I eagerly opened the second text document to read what Venkat Anna had written.

Text2

"Did you like that clip? I hope you did. Hahahah! What a sexy lady your mother is! That beautiful dusky skin. That petite body with extra flesh all on right places. Uff... that cleavage! I can’t believe you sucked milk out of it. I’m so jealous of you. Please go ahead and rewind again to see that view of her cleavage over and over. Man, what a sight it is!

Of course, we had the cosmologist do her hair as well - you can see it braided - luscious, lustrous and all the way down to below her waist. That swell of her bums is so erotic to look from the back. It's remarkable that your mother has such well-toned glutes at her age.

And did you notice the half-hearted way she objected when I asked her to move her pallu aside? At this point i didn't realise that the camera was point at the floor. Actually, I had to scrunch up her pallu and move it to one side myself. Uff! I so much wanted you to see me move your mother's saree pallu aside!
 
Erotic part is, I think she wanted me to do it and her objections were just to make sure I came over to her- that in itself is such an erotic thought for me. What a curvy waist and belly she has. Uff a man could spend hours just kissing, licking and tasting that beautiful skin of your mother.

Also did you notice that brace collar this time? If you look a bit carefully there is a small protuberance you can see - hidden by her hair. There is actually a lock and key mechanism in place to make sure the collar never gets loose and falls off. 

Lastly, did you notice what was missing on her this time at least? or not yet?

Ending this one now."

I went through the exercise of reading and watching the second clip a few times over while reading the text. 

Indeed, I observed the key/lock thingy on her collar, but I couldn't comprehend its significance. I felt a mix of emotions, including surprise, embarrassment, jealousy, and anger, at Venkat Anna's choice of words seemed overly sexual when discussing my mother's body. No one had ever spoken about her in such a manner.

Additionally, I experienced disappointment and anger towards my mother. I couldn't understand why she didn't prevent Venkat Anna from adjusting her saree's pallu. Her entire breast was exposed, yet she didn't seem to mind hiding it. Furthermore, she even allowed him to videotape her in that state. Moreover, her blushing, giggling, and smiling only intensified the embarrassment I was feeling. 

Mom had always been a strict and devout woman throughout her life. However, what happened next was quite sudden. I found myself becoming aroused as I witnessed my devout mother being exposed, and what's more, it was by her own nephew.

As I read those texts again, I felt strange feeling thinking Venkat Anna thinks my mom as beautiful and sexy. 

At this point, I felt my thoughts diverging into two paths. One urged me to contact Mom immediately and reveal the concerning content I had discovered. The other path sought to watch the remaining video clips first, to ensure I had a comprehensive understanding of the situation before taking any action.

Eventually curiosity won over and I moved onto Clip 3.

Clip 3 revealed a sequence of static images featuring my mom in various poses, each with its own level of sensuality and allure. She was still wearing the same saree as in the previous clips, indicating a continuation of the storyline. Although the images were presented in a random manner, they exuded a classy, erotic quality that was undeniable.

The photographs featured a series of intimate close-ups of mom. One captured her lips, painted a deep red with lipstick, in exquisite detail. Another focused on her belly, framing her navel from a unique angle. A side view of her breast, partially concealed by a shimmering silver blouse, was also showcased. Additionally, a shot from behind highlighted her hair, swept to one side, and there were various stills of her expressing different emotions - smiling, laughing, and playfully rolling her eyes, all with a hint of sensuality.

               
 
The first photo displayed Mom in an unusual and provocative pose, with her mouth positioned over the top of a banana. The second photo was a close-up of her chest area, showing a clear white patch amidst her cleavage. There were numerous other pictures, each depicting Mom in a sensual and arousing manner. As I read through the accompanying text, which provided explanations for each of the photos, I felt a mix of emotions, including anger and arousal.


 
Text 3
 
Regarding the white creamy daub on her cleavage, Venkat Anna had written "There was a bit of butterscotch ice cream that dripped on her cleavage. How do you think it got cleaned up? Hahaha!!"

"Did you notice anything about your mother's breast from the side view? And did you catch how she was eating the banana? It's quite suggestive, isn't it? I can imagine you might wish her mouth were occupied with something more appropriate, don't you think?"

I felt deeply ashamed and disheartened by the experience. It was appalling to hear Venkat Anna speaking so crudely and disrespectfully about my mother, who is also his aunt. Although my mother appeared to be smiling and laughing, I could tell she had no idea what he was actually saying about her. I'm aware that she was touched by the expensive gifts and makeovers Venkat had provided for her, and that's why she was being polite and respectful towards him. However, I'm certain she had no inkling of the vile thoughts in his mind or the obscene way he was thinking about her, and it's disturbing to think that he could be so disrespectful towards someone he's supposed to care about.

Then I thought is really Venkat Anna talking this way or is he playing with me? I wanted to call my mom and say everything to her but then I thought to call Venkat Anna and be sure that he wasn’t serious. 
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[Mortalbeast]

Bro, what happened to your other unfinished stories? aren’t you going to complete them?

Which one?

[Mortalbeast]

 


As I called on WhatsApp, it didn’t show ringing. That meant he isn’t online. I didn’t have international package. So, I started sending messages on telegram and WhatsApp.

After waiting for a while, I saw the messages weren’t read yet. So, I decided to complete all the part then I will directly talk to mother or message Meena aunty on this matter. At least by completing all part I will be sure if he is guilty or not. 

When I opened next clip. This one was a mashup for 5-6 clips and quite long. The content was also dynamite....

The first video clip was taken from a considerable distance, indicating that the phone had been positioned far away to capture the scene. It showed Venkat Anna and my mother standing face to face, their faces locked in a passionate kiss. Venkat's hands cradled my mother's face, and they seemed to be lost in the moment, their lips moving in perfect sync. The two-minute clip felt like an eternity to me, as I struggled to reconcile the image before me with the values my mother had always taught me. She had consistently warned me about respecting women and avoiding any behaviour that could tarnish our family's reputation.



Yet, here she was, eagerly reciprocating Venkat's affections, her nephew, with a passion that resembled the romantic scenes from movies. Her hands, which had once guided me and provided me with comfort, were now clasped behind Venkat's neck, pulling him closer as they exchanged intense, lustful kisses. The scene was a stark contradiction to everything I thought I knew about my mother, leaving me stunned and disbelieving.

The scene suddenly shifted to the next segment. In this part, Venkat Anna was seated on a chair with my mother sitting on his lap, positioned sideways. They continued to kiss and engage in intimate behaviour. I observed that Venkat's hands were caressing my mother's exposed back. As the scene neared its end, I noticed Venkat's hands slowly moving inside her blouse, which caused my mother's body to tremble. At that point, the video clip abruptly transitioned to the next part.
 
The scene transitioned to a more intense kissing accompanied by loud, passionate noises. Venkat Anna appeared to be sitting in the same chair as before. My mother was now seated facing him, straddling his legs with her body positioned closely against his. One of Venkat's hands remained under my mother's blouse, just as it had been before the transition. Meanwhile, his other hand was moving up and down along her legs and thighs, which were covered by her saree. Occasionally, his fingers would wander to her navel, gently crawling across her skin, and then pinch at her hips, adding to the sensual moment.



The fourth transition piece showed the same pose as the last one but this time the view was of mom’s back. I could see their hips grind up, down and sideways in a slow rhythmic motion while I could only guess that Venkat Anna head seemed to be under mom’s pallu and her face was up as if gasping for air. Why has she hiding his head like that? It was looking strange as if a mother is breastfeeding her adult child.

Wait..what?

No..no..no he can’t be doing that. Mom will never cross the boundary. But it looked like that! No! That can’t be true! was he really suckling her…?

No…No!!! This isn’t happening! I must be overthinking. There will be some explanation in the text part. Before I could pause the video and look for explanation, it transitioned to next scene. 
 
In this part it showed the upper half of their bodies. It looked like both of them were standing with Venkat Anna behind my mom. He was holding her close to his body. I quickly forwarded it to the end of this clip as I was furious and needed some explanation. 

With trembling hands and thumping heart, I quickly opened the text part. 

“That was a long one......(smiling emoji’s) isn’t it. I am sure you are somewhat stunned by what you have just seen.

Before diving any further I want to say one thing though, your mother has such a gorgeous body. She has aged like a fine wine. It wouldn’t be wrong to say that your mother Geetha could defeat any milf models. Honestly, I’m praying to lord that my wife whom ever I marry should age like Geetha. 

In here her lips! Uff…What a sweet luscious lip she has? My god none of my girlfriends felt this good to kiss. But obviously first time kissing her in your house was the best one. With her crying and pleading with uncle’s name was so much fun and erotic.

In the previous video, I displayed a snapshot of her breast from the side, and I inquired if you had observed anything peculiar. If you had looked closely, you would have seen that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. Now, I believe you can also deduce how the butterscotch ice cream disappeared earlier. Did you get it?
Consequently, it was effortless for me to merely raise the upper part of her blouse and suckle on her stunning breasts. I doubt you could discern that clearly from the back - could you? Oddly, your mother seems to enjoy concealing my face with her saree.

What a thrill it was to suck, nibble and enjoy her full breasts that once nourished you with milk. Although there’s wasn’t any milk but it was delicious, no wonder you were so healthy. Geetha is petite but she has a beautiful, heavy pair of breasts out of all other women’s I have seen. 

Your mother’s breasts are so firm for a woman of her age that it’s quite rare that I couldn’t believe for first time when I mauled her breast in your house. Now in this clip, if you turned the volume to full you might hear her moans as I teased her nipples with my mouth as well as her squeals when I was devouring her aureola. Okay I will honest, I did bite her nipple many times. At one point she even cried out but I cut that part as it would be extreme for you.”

Actually, there was lot more of texts to be read but I had to back myself and rewatch the clip to be sure. As I rewatched, this time volume on 200, I did hear faint moans of my mom. My whole body started trembling thinking Venkat Anna sucked my mom’s breast for real. Slowly a dark desire started creeping and I instantly opened the text4 to read further more. 

“………...it would extreme for you.

One thing you couldn't have figured out for sure is that your mother had no panty on either all the time. And when she straddled me, I had already pulled my hard shaft out. So, when you saw her grinding herself on me - there was full contact and grazing lol!!

In the last part of the clip, I’m sure you must have enjoyed watching your mother’s full naked breast. Lol! That was taped for you specifically.”

I found myself stopping mid-text, completely absorbed. A mix of curiosity and anticipation washed over me as I fast-forwarded to the part where my mother was involved, particularly with regard to her breast. The reason behind this fascination eludes me, but knowing that Venkat Anna was interacting with her in a consensual manner somehow heightened my arousal. I skipped through the intervening sections and rapidly advanced to the conclusion, bypassing what was presumably the most significant part without giving it my full attention.
 
When I replayed the video. This time without skipping, towards the end of the clip, I saw my mom was still sitting on the lap of Venkat and her blouse was open in front with her boobs hanging out exposed. 
 
I experienced a range of emotions, shifting from initial shock and anger to a mix of excitement and apprehension. The sight of my mom in an intimate moment, something I had never seen before, was unexpected. Her physical appearance, particularly her breasts with dark nipples, caught my attention. The image of her nipples standing erect and firm under Venkat's touch was a specific detail that stuck with me. The video ended with them maintaining eye contact with the camera for a few minutes, frozen in that moment.

This part had aroused me like crazy. First to see my own mother half naked then to see her sitting half naked on my cousin brother is whole new level of craziness. I couldn’t think of what to do? So, I opened the text part that had left out. 

“………… there was full contact and grazing.

Now on her neck collar brace - one thing to clarify in case you missed it is that it needs a key to open - else it cannot be taken off!! 

Lastly, I hope you saw how much your faithful mother is enjoying it all. It was her 20th anniversary after all. That’s why I wanted to make sure it is a memorable one for her. Ending this one now."
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The image of my mother engaging in an intimate act with her own nephew sent a wave of arousal coursing through my body. My cock twitched and throbbed uncontrollably; a reaction far greater than any pornographic film I had ever watched. The thought of my beloved mother being taken by another man, particularly one who was her own flesh and blood and whom she had treated like a son, was both infuriating and intensely erotic.


However, the realization that she seemed to be genuinely enjoying herself added an extra layer of confusion and intrigue to the situation. Furthermore, the mention of a key for the collar brace only served to heighten my curiosity. What kind of collar brace required a key to unlock? And what did it signify in the context of their illicit relationship? Despite my confusion and disbelief, I couldn't deny the powerful mix of emotions churning within me. A part of me wanted to know more, to explore the depths of this taboo desire, while another part of me feared the consequences of indulging in such thoughts and fantasies.

Hm?!

Maybe it’s a new design from American culture. Wow! My mother is wearing an American culture ornament. That’s so cool! 

Slowly I realised I had to watch rest of the clips. Thinking this is the only way to calm my curious mind I moved onto Clip5. This one was nearly 15 minutes long.
My mother was still seating on Venkat's lap, her blouse unbuttoned, breasts spilling out. It seemed to be a continuation of their previous encounter. Oddly, her shimmering white sari was hiked up her legs, exposing her thighs. Venkat's hand had slipped beneath the fabric, disappearing between her legs. He moved his hand slowly, sensually. I watched in stunned silence as her head lolled from side to side, lost in the throes of ecstasy. She inhaled sharply, mouth agape, fingers pressed to her lips as if trying to stifle her moans. But her body betrayed her, jerking and writhing. Her pert breasts jiggled with each tremor, each laboured breath.



The video clip then transitioned to a close-up shot, appearing to show a head hidden beneath the folds of my mother's silver-white saree, positioned directly over her groin area. From this angle, I could only see the back of the head, as well as my mother's shaking hands, which were applying gentle pressure to push it further against her body. Her legs were wrapped over the person's shoulders, with her high heels digging into their back. A small timer was visible in the top-right corner of the screen. This segment of the video seemed to drag on, as it continued without interruption for several minutes.




As the camera was positioned close by, it picked up the sound of my mom's escalating moans and sighs, which grew louder and more intense with each passing minute. The view was partially obscured, with the man's face hidden between my mom's legs, only his thick, curly hair visible above and below her thigh. In a sudden movement, my mom's abdominal muscles tensed, and her slender hands grasped his hair, seemingly pulling him closer to her. He responded by gripping her waist firmly with both hands and lifting her body, before burrowing his face deeper into the same area. The frequency and volume of my mom's gasps and moans reached a point where they resembled the sound of crying, filling the air with an intense, emotional release.

In a sudden and intense moment, I witnessed his head move rapidly between her legs, triggering a chain reaction that caused her lower body to convulse and release a loud, groaning breath. Her body continued to shudder and tremble as she experienced a prolonged and intense climax, her hips twitching and quivering with pleasure. Just as this was happening, a loud, alarm-like noise pierced the air, and the camera shifted, revealing Venkat Anna lifting his head and saying, "Happy 20th anniversary to you and your husband, Geetha," before the video abruptly cut off.

As I heard it, I found himself on the verge of ejaculating after watching this one and it took me quite a bit of self-control to avoid doing so. I couldn’t believe how erotic it was to watch. I automatically found myself opening up the Text 5 to read what Venkat Anna had written this time around.

" Your mother Geetha has one of the most beautiful and alluring pussies imaginable. Over the years, it has remained incredibly sensitive, as your father never took the time to properly explore and satisfy her most intimate needs. On this fateful evening, I was determined to make up for lost time. With the utmost care and gentle passion, I began teasing her delicate folds with my fingers, stoking the embers of her long-dormant desire. For hours, I held back from letting her fully climax, instead focusing on slowly and thoroughly building up her pleasure. When you finally witnessed her response, seeing her quiver and convulse in the throes of ecstasy - not just once, but twice in my eager mouth - you saw the explosive release of all the pent-up passion and frustration that had been simmering inside her for so long. Her scream of unbridled bliss and the deep, guttural moans that escaped her lips were the inevitable result of unshackling a woman who had been denied such satisfaction for far too long.

In the final scene, you may have noticed the clock ticking away at the top of the screen. I wanted to make sure that I brought your mother to climax in my mouth at precisely midnight, 12:00 AM, the exact moment when she officially began celebrating her 20th wedding anniversary with your father. I was determined to give her a deeply satisfying and prolonged first orgasm using only my mouth, symbolically marking the end of two decades of marital misery between her and your father while beginning of blissful new era. The ticking clock should have served as proof to you of the shifting dynamics at play in this intimate moment.

Of course, after this I did pleasure her again multiple times with my fingers and mouth, but that one was our anniversary special.

Ending now."
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[Mortalbeast]

Exciting story bro Kothaga undhi tease Chesi chesi champei story tho

Thanks mowa

[Mortalbeast]

Superb updates

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I revisited previous clips to gain a better understanding of the content, as it was difficult to process alongside the accompanying texts. The situation was overwhelming and challenging to accept. Physically, I was experiencing a strong reaction, but emotionally, I was torn between humiliation and arousal, particularly due to the explicit comments made about my family. However, the unexpected reaction of my traditionally conservative and devout mother, who seemed to derive pleasure from the experience, suggested an alternative perspective. This led me to consider embracing the situation, rather than resisting it, and finding a way to reconcile my conflicting emotions.

The footage in Clip 6 was quite striking. The phone camera was positioned in such a way that it captured a wide-angle view of the apartment, provided an unobstructed view of the scene unfolding. At one point, my mother came into frame, lifted off the ground and cradled in Venkat Anna's arms, her legs wrapped around his hip in a tight embrace. As Venkat Anna slowly navigated the rooms, he supported my mother's weight with one hand under her buttocks and the other on her back, pulling her close. The image revealed my mother's saree bunched up around her hip, her breasts pressed against Venkat Anna's chest, and her lips kissing his neck as she clung to him.



The video clip lasted for several minutes, showing them moving from one room to another. They would enter a room, spend a few minutes inside, and then exit, only to head into the kitchen or another area, with my mom still clinging to Venkat's neck. What struck me as odd was that every time they emerged from a room, my mom appeared flushed and exhausted, despite Venkat carrying her the entire time. I couldn't fathom the reason behind her fatigue, as Venkat seemed to be doing all the heavy lifting, literally.

I must say that my mom’s dusky body was in contrast to her silver white saree which was hanging around him made an erotic sight together. Occasionally Venkat Anna would stop walking and the two would share a long kiss. But towards the end mom seemed very tired and kind of unconscious. 

After a while, Venkat Anna walked over to the dining table and helped seat Mom on the edge. From my vantage point, I could make out their bodies undulating and grinding together. I heard muffled grunts issuing from Venkat Anna interspersed with breathy moans escaping Mom's lips.

Slowly but surely, Mom seemed to regain her strength and enthusiasm, clearly growing to relish their activities. Yet I still found myself perplexed, struggling to fully comprehend exactly what transpired before my eyes between the pair.

Finally, I could see Venkat Anna’s movement stopped abruptly and both hugged each other. They kind of became still in a tight embrace till their bodies stopped twitching. After that there was a lot of kissing between the two. 



Wait! Are they?! No! That can’t be true! My mom will not go that far. She loves my father and will never cheat him on their 20th anniversary. But all the movements while clinging to each other. No! Venkat Anna will not do such a thing with my mom, his own aunt. I must be thinking too much.

After a while of kissing each other they both looked down at something on the floor and I could see mom giggling and shying by closing her face in her palm. The scene faded to black, leaving me in a heightened state of sexual arousal and emotional turmoil, teetering on the precipice of a shattering climax.

I hastily opened the next text 6, my hands shaking as I struggled to contain my emotions, feeling overwhelmed and on the brink of tears.

“That was the first fuck of your mother’s anniversary night.  Geetha loves being carried while impaled and since it was her special anniversary so, I obliged for as long as I could before my arms and legs got tired. It's a good thing she is so petite and easy to lift.  

I cannot describe the feeling of absolute pleasure I felt during the time my cock was inside your mother’s glory hole. Her pussy felt snug, safe, protective and matronly. As it was first sex of the night so I went easy on her. Also, it was your first time seeing your mother with me, that’s why I didn’t record when I took her inside the room to have some quality sex. 

 I’m sure you must be wondering what we looked down on the floor? well that was a big drop of our mutual cum that had dripped down from between her thighs as I placed her down. Well, you’ll be surprised to know that it’s not my first time creampie-ing your mother.

Ending now"

My mom was engaging in sexual intercourse with her nephew! What? My Indian mother was involved in a heated sexual encounter with her nephew that too on her 20th marriage anniversary, why?! She did all this in a foreign land, America, which was my dream place to visit. Upon all that she was moaning like the women in the pornographic films, expressing her intense pleasure.

As I watched, my mother was being penetrated passionately, just like in the pornographic movies I had seen. It was surreal to see my own mother, who was till this point so strict of values experiencing such raw, animalistic lust.

Watching my own cousin Venkat cock inside my mother’s vagina, must have stirred up intense emotions that was hidden within me. Unable to contain myself, I quickly removed my shorts and underwear, revealing my erect member. I began masturbating furiously, taking pleasure in the sight of my mother's naked body being ravaged by lust.

What am I doing? The woman I've known as my mother all these years is currently engaged in intimate relations with her own nephew, my younger brother Venkat. Yet she's acting out the submissive roles often depicted in adult films with great enthusiasm, evidenced by her impassioned cries of ecstasy invoking the divine. This is a stark contrast to the person I thought I knew, who prays daily and values her honour.

Does she truly desire this encounter? Is she craving Venkat's manhood? Why would I make such an assumption about his size? Oh, but it's undeniable - she's married to my father, an average Indian man. Face it, Venkat is exceptionally well-endowed even compared to the hung studs featured in American pornography. Study him - he's large and dominant, and I glimpsed the prominent bulge in his pants. There's no question, my mother is voluntarily taking my cousin's impressive cock.

I must confess, the thought of my mother engaging in intimate acts with Venkat sparked an undeniable arousal within me. The notion that she would partake in such actions, despite her age, filled me with an intense, all-consuming desire - not necessarily for her, but rather for the taboo nature of her deeds themselves. I paused, a sudden realization washing over me. Wasn't I, as her son, supposed to feel a sense of discomfort or even outrage at the idea of my mother's sexual exploits with another man? Surely, a normal son would be repulsed by the mere suggestion. And yet, here I was, eagerly visualizing and indulging in the fantasy of my attractive mother being taken by a younger man like Venkat. As I continued to pleasure myself, I couldn't help but acknowledge the fact that perhaps I wasn't entirely... typical.

I had hardly taken a few strokes before I ejaculated in spurts all over the floor - with some of my cum falling on his shorts - now lying crumpled on the floor. I had barely lasted a minute while releasing so much. I realised the excitement and arousal had been too much for me to handle.

The release of pent-up pressure and desire calmed me down a bit. For a few minutes I went through the mechanics of moving my clothes to the washing machine and wiping the floor before settling back into the chair to see the remainder of what Venkat Anna had put up. The very thought of it made my flaccid cock that had shrunk and hung limply to stand completely erected like some magic trick. Seeing this, I decided to sit naked from the waist below as I was sure to cum a lot from watching my own mom’s sexual escapades. This time without a second thought I clicked the link to the next video clip.

That’s clip 7.

The video began with a slight dark scene before gradually illuminating to reveal a passionate embrace between my mother and Venkat. As they kissed intensely, mom slowly turned to face the camera, her face flushed with arousal and shame. Her lips glistened with saliva; eyes half-lidded in bliss. It was clear that Venkat had thoroughly satisfied my mother. Yet his wandering hands continued to grope and pinch at her heaving bosom, teasing and tugging on her sensitive nipples, seeking to reignite her desire.

Venkat gently leaned in, his lips brushing against her neck as his hands began to carefully undo the intricate folds of my mother's elegant silver-white saree. The fabric, already slightly loosened from their earlier intimate moments, slid off easily, revealing more of her skin. With the saree removed, Venkat stepped back, momentarily blocking the camera's view before the image stabilized. As the camera's position adjusted, my mother's giggles became audible, and she began to untie the knot of her petticoat, her movements visible on the screen.



My breath grew heavier, my cock twitching with anticipation as I watched in awe and disbelief. Slowly, oh so slowly, my beautiful mother's petticoat slipped seductively between her shapely legs, tumbling to the floor at her feet. And there, for the very first time, her most intimate womanhood was laid bare before my hungry eyes.

I drank in the sight - a dark brown triangle, the centre cleaved by a long, tantalizing slit. Plump, glistening lips framed the entrance to her forbidden garden. The delicate skin surrounding her sex was flushed and glistening with arousal. It was undeniable - Venkat Anna had indeed dicked my precious mother.




I couldn't help but compare this vision of temptation to the golden goddesses I'd worshipped in American adult films. While she may not have quite matched their standards of beauty, in that moment she rivalled even the stunning ‘Priya Rai’. My cock throbbed, aching for relief as I fantasized about burying myself in my mother's warm, welcoming depths.

Text 7 

"Did you see how radiant and beautiful your mother pussy looked? I can't fathom that you came into this world through such an exquisite vessel. Do you recall how sleek and smooth her skin appeared in that video?
 
Earlier, I remarked on how her arms were silky to the touch. Well, in anticipation of your parents' anniversary, I treated Geetha to a thorough waxing session. The process was quite painful - she was in tears when they were working on her intimate area. But once she saw the final result, gazing at her newly polished body, she adored how it turned out. Every inch of her was incredibly sleek and radiant. And her most private place - so lovely and satin-smooth all over. I'm telling you; the sight of your mother's bare body has a more electrifying effect than a whole bottle of Levitra.
 
Before ending, please have a good look at your mother’s pussy because I will show how aftermath condition looks like.”
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[Mortalbeast]

I request son also try to mom or he should ask his mom like she done with his nephew

Okay i will try to incorporate this. I hope you enjoyed it till now.

[Mortalbeast]

After going through texts and clips, my cock was hard as rock and I immediately opened next clip. 


Clip8
 
This video file contained an extensive series of clips, each abruptly cutting off. One particularly explicit segment showed Venkat embracing my mother in what appeared to be a passionate, intimate moment in the shower. Captured in the steamy environment, my mother's body glistened with dripping water, her dusky skin on full display and looking stunning. Venkat seemed completely absorbed, suckling at her breasts while his hand was positioned between her legs, eliciting sounds of intense pleasure from her body, arched back in ecstasy. Loud moans of rapture could clearly be heard rising over the running water and mixer.



Another video showed a frontal view of my mother kneeling, with Venkat standing behind her. What drew my attention was the fierce, rapid motion of his hips, accompanied by the loud sounds of their bodies colliding vigorously. Additionally, there were numerous noises produced by my mother.

From this angle and position, I couldn't see her face, but her full, heavy breasts were swinging freely. I observed her body was stretching and jerking wildly. Occasionally, she would lurch forward, making more noise, but Venkat held her hips tightly and continued thrusting his own hips behind her in an almost feral manner. After a while her body tensed up and she let out a very loud cry. The video ended abruptly at that point.



As the video progressed, it transitioned to the following scene. Here, I witnessed my mom sitting on a chair, with Venkat Anna riding on top of her. This position mirrored a previous clip from earlier that evening. 

In another video, my mom was seen lying completely naked on a bed. Venkat Anna was passionately kissing and licking her entire body, starting from her toes and gradually making his way up to her face. He then flashed a mischievous grin and turned her over, continuing his slow and sensual kissing and licking session on the front of her body. The scene reached its climax when Venkat Anna indulged in oral sex, passionately eating out my mom's pussy. This act was accompanied by loud sighs and moans of pleasure escaping my mom's lips.

   

By now it has become some kind of habit to open text as soon as possible after the clip ends. I opened the text file to see what it said.

Text 8

"Just some short video clips of what else transpired after our initial fuck. You can now infer that we didn't get much sleep that night. It was after all a special anniversary and I loved pleasuring your mother and making her cum again and again. The one clip where I take her from the back, you must have heard her screaming a lot loudly that was due to anal pain. I was fucking your mom’s virgin ass. I did cut that video a lot as I was fully on my bull mode. I don’t think you could have handled watching your mother whimper in agony. 

 I had told her that it is only proper that she get all her orifices fucked and filled by my potent cum on her 20th anniversary - nothing less would do. And that last clip where I licked her body - she was getting drowsy and had aches all over her body. It was early morning already by then so, I let her rest and we settled into sleep immediately after that. It was a most pleasurable and erotic night of my life. No girlfriend of mine pleasured me so much as your mother.  

You can imagine my feelings. Here was your gorgeously sexy mother, younger sister of my mother and now my lover - allowing herself to be ravished every way on her silver wedding anniversary. Who would have ever guessed?

Also - an earlier question repeated - did you notice this time what was missing?"

The mental arousal remained but my penis seemed to have lost its life after repeatedly ejaculation.

As I opened the draft, I noticed that there were three more clips left to watch. The anger and humiliation remained but had been taken over by feelings of arousal and lust. I never knew my homely and religious mom would look so sexy and sluttish in the videos I had seen this far. I can’t believe how mom gave herself freely to Venkat Anna. Immediately I thought, was there something from before?

On an instinct I picked up the phone and tried Venkat Anna’s WhatsApp number only to find it was still showing calling and not ringing. This time I dialled my mom’s phone which was not picked even after several rings. I know she must be in office. A part of me felt relief as I had no idea what I would have said to mom just then. There was no other option but to move on to the next clip.
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[Mortalbeast]

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Don't worry I'm working on a big update. 

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Clip 9

This was a long video clip. At first, the screen was a bit dark making it difficult to discern what was happening. However, as my eyes adjusted, I was able to make out the scene. There on the bed sat my mother, engaged in a phone conversation. Her beautiful breasts and nipples were clearly visible on her body, a lock of her hair hanging loose over one shoulder. Meanwhile, Venkat Anna lay prone adjacent to her on the mattress.

Then I saw one hand of Venkat Anna was beckoning mom to come towards him but she was declining with her head as she kept talking to the other person on the phone. It was only few seconds later that the call ended. As mom bent and crawled towards him, he used his hand to turn and position her head towards his groin.



The camera then zoomed in on Mom as she knelt down and took Venkat's manhood into her mouth. As I watched intently, I noticed that his cock was proportionally longer but slenderer in comparison to mine. He gripped himself firmly, slowly gliding his hand along his shaft. His engorged tip looked even more impressive, pulsating eagerly in his grasp. Then Venkat reached out, grasping a fistful of my mother's hair. Bending his knees slightly, he pushed his throbbing erection past her parted lips. Gripping her tresses tighter, he forced her to kneel upright. Placing both his hands atop her head, Venkat began thrusting his hips in a steady rhythm, pumping his cock in and out of her eager mouth. I saw her place one hand on his thigh for balance and reach the other down to stroke his manhood as she lapped and sucked his length with sensual slowness.



The next several minutes were sheer torture for me as I watched with forced fascination while my mother lavished attention and affection on Venkat's most intimate area, kissing and caressing him with the ardent passion and expertise of a porn star. I couldn't help but think that perhaps she had never showered my father with such enthusiastic pleasure and desire. The sight of my own mother behaving in such a wanton manner towards another man filled me with a confusing mix of emotions - revulsion, jealousy, and a forbidden thrill I dare not acknowledge.

Honestly, never in my wildest imagination did I ever picture my deeply religious and homely mother being capable of taking her own nephew's cock into her mouth. But here we are in this unbelievable situation! The way she slowly planted tender kisses along the full length of his shaft, licked and savoured his balls, and then gently took his entire hard length deep into her mouth was more than I could emotionally bear to witness. And the loving, worshipping manner in which she did it so devoutly and skilfully - I couldn't believe this was actually my own mother performing oral sex with such passion. If Venkat Anna had edited out my mom's face in these videos, I would have clapped and cheered, instantly aroused by this attractive MILF, fervently wishing I could be the lucky guy getting my cock sucked by those lips. But here it was my very own mother on her knees servicing her nephew's dick with reverence.

The camera was frequently passed back and forth, and the zoom function was used intermittently. From the depths of my being, I must confess that the sight of my mother's lips wrapped around Venkat's throbbing member was a deeply erotic vision that I witnessed with my own eyes. Occasionally, muffled groans of pleasure would emanate from Venkat's throat, as his body appeared to shudder with ecstasy as my mother's warm, moist tongue caressed every contour and vein of his engorged shaft.

This oral action seemed to take forever before Venkat Anna started the first throes of his orgasm - grunts and groans coming from his mouth. I could make out Venkat spurting his thick sperm into my mom’s mouth and then some cum began to dribble out of the edge of her lips and fall on his thighs and groin area.
When Venkat had settled down, mom lifted her head up while continuing to lick and clean up his cock and drops of cum that had fallen on his thigh. That slutty and satisfied look on her face - I had never expected it on her - and there was an expression of pride on her face which I will never forget in my life.





I clicked open the text 9

" So, we actually didn't get much sleep as you have seen in various clips. Then not surprised your father or my uncle called early morning to wish his wife on their anniversary. That was who you saw her talking to in the clip. I wonder what he would have felt if he had known his lovely wife had spent her anniversary night being fucked rigorously by his nephew’s cock. Best part was your father sounded so happy without knowing his faithful wife was naked in bed with me just then. Lol!

Actually, I had woken up with the inevitable morning wood and was beckoning your mother to shag my cock as she talked to your father - but she refused. You saw her accede to my demand only after she was done talking to your father.  

I did want to fill your mom’s mouth with my huge spurts of healthy sperms- on a special morning that too. Can you tell me, what could be a better way to wish your sexy mother good morning? I hope you saw the way in which she demolished my cock - like it was some gourmet dessert. She also shyly asked me if I had enjoyed her mouth around my shaft - and you can guess what my answer was? Lol! What a slut your mother had turned out to be?!"

This was getting too perverted and erotic at the same time. I had never expected my religious and faithful mother of 42 years old to have such strong sexual urges and desires. The video clips had showed her and Venkat having sex for almost the entire night in every corner of the house and there were still a few videos to be seen.

So, I moved to clip 10

This clip looked a bit familiar. Then suddenly I remembered, it was the same scene as on the day of my parent’s 20th anniversary. Actually, we had received the video call for my parents anniversary celebration. It was my mom who had called to wish and celebrate with us. The call was to my phone but then mom recommend to have my father also, so that it would be like a family celebration. 

I still remember mom was seating on a chair with a large table in front of her. Here in this clip, I could see her dressed in the same silver white saree and blouse from the previous evening looking so beautiful as I had kept seeing her from all those videos. But strangely I didn’t notice her beauty that day she video called us. Even at this moment I requested her to show Meena auntie’s apartment during the video call but she declined. 

Also here in this video, I noticed she was looking a bit crumpled. Strangely I didn’t notice mom sitting so crumpled few months ago when the actual video call happened. Actually, I remember this part very well because it was at this moment that my father sat beside me and was family was complete. 

In front of mom was a cake - she had mentioned it was butterscotch - the same one from last evening? What?!
 
Venkat Anna had shown up in the beginning of the clip just to say hi and till the cake was cut with the happy anniversary song being sung untunefully over the phones. He had then disappeared leaving our family trio to chat with each other. 
 
At this point, I still remember noticing that mom looked a bit tired and uneasy in the chair. Even I remember my dad asking her if she was, okay? 
 
As mom occasionally would jerk with closed eyes and painful expression. Seeing her struggling I had to ask her if she was tired from roaming USA? Mom simply responded that she hadn't slept well the previous night due to gossiping with her sister, Meena aunty. Then my father asked why was she groaning while holding her back? Did she have an accident? 

My father was very worried but mom laughingly said she is all fine. It’s just some fatigue pain in her back, which was causing her to squirm and shift position now and then. There had been a moment in the call when it got disconnected and it took few minutes to get everyone back in again. The video clip stopped at the point of the disconnection.

After watching the clip, I thought What was special about this clip? This was same thing we talked in the video call. Why has he recorded it? Is he trying to test my memory retention? Thinking all this I opened the text file to read and get some answer to my curious mind. 

“I hope you remember this call? It’s the same video call your mother did on her anniversary. Where you and your father chatted about her well-being in USA. 

 Now coming to the scene, after your mother had taken me in her mouth that morning, I was a bit spent. (U saw in previous clip) We then spent some time making out in the shower.

Then I insisted on her making the video call to you - it was important for the family to bond on this occasion. That cake you saw - it is an ice cream cake - butterscotch. I think you must have already guessed by now that it is the same one from last evening. A part of it had gotten chipped but you couldn't notice it on the camera from that angle. I wanted you and your father to celebrate with that used cake of mine. 

If you notice the camera (mine) was in a long shot at the beginning and after I moved out, you could mostly see only her face and neck - with Geetha bringing her phone camera closer to her face as you three talked. 

I want to point out a few things for you so you know what happened. She of course wore her silver-coloured saree from the evening before because I wanted it. There was no bra on like in the previous evening. The blouse was unbuttoned but you couldn't make out since her saree pallu was covered across her chest completely. As such below her pallu, her two luscious breasts were jutting out fully exposed. The table also blocked the view of lower part of her body. She had literally nothing on underneath - no petticoat or panty. The saree was used just to cover her upper body.

You have no idea of the sense of control I felt when I got your mother to do this - sitting in a chair at my apartment, almost naked - and having a video call with her son and husband that too on her 20th marriage anniversary. You can see what kind of slut I made your mother. That’s why it was quite difficult for me to control myself in that situation when I know she is my slut. 

Do you know why I went out of view? Do you think I wanted to give you three a family moment? Hahaha no, I actually dived down below the table to caress, kiss and lick your mother’s feet and legs. Occasionally I couldn’t help myself from biting her thick thighs. That is why you saw her squirming and writhing on the seat. Actually, I wanted to eat your mother’s wet pussy out but the position was not comfortable enough for either of us.

Uff... it would have been an incredible moment where your mother would be getting her pussy eaten out by her nephew while her innocent son and husband heard the lapping and slurping noises. Especially on your parent’s 20th wedding anniversary day. I wonder what excuse your mother would have given to you and your horned father?

It was due to lack of space, I contented myself with enjoying the feel of her inner thighs, kissing and nibbling on her soft skin while she talked to both of you. From the under the table, I could see the swell of her breasts which I knew were open and exposed. So, I moved one hand up to cup a breast and tweaked on her nipple. It is at this point you saw your mother making a slight jerking motion and move her phone closer to her face. What a clever woman she is!

It was only a matter of seconds before I came out from under the table and pulled off her saree pallu. Then I instantly galloped her firm breasts in my mouth alternately. You must seeing your mother stretching her neck back a bit - this was to allow me have better access to her hard nipples. 

Actually, one of her hands was holding the phone and talking to you and your father. While on the other hand she was caressing my head. At this point I couldn't help myself and placed one of my hands on her crotch - stroking her pussy. That’s when I could feel her being completely drenched and obviously in a high state of arousal. My fingers instinctively moved to her clit to begin flicking it. That’s when she started squirming on the chair with closed eyes. It was at this moment your father asked your mother if she was okay? So now you know why HAHAH!! I was literally laughing and biting her nipples even more or pushing my fingers even deeper inside her pussy so that i could make her scream and squirm. WOW! the look on your father's face to see his wife closed eyes and squirm around the chair was priceless. I wonder did he ever made her squirm in pleasure in all of their 20 years of marriage. But Geetha is clever woman, she easily diverted the topic. 

However, I wanted to give your family a gift of my own during the video call, so I somehow crawled under your mother's thighs and bite on her pussy mound. That was when the phone got disconnected. She cut it off on time as she let out a loud cry and the phone fell off her hand. Honestly, I so much wanted your father to hear your mother’s painful cry. I wonder what excuse she would have given to you and your naïve father. 

However, as the call got cut, I pulled her aside and began eating her out. she was enjoying so much that she couldn’t control her moans. Luckily, she came to an orgasm very quickly on my fingers and you resumed talking to her after that.

Now the most important part, I have kept asking you in every text if you noticed what was missing in all these clips so far. If you have not figured it out yet, I will tell you now. You can see in the clips; your mother’s thali is missing and she is not wearing it that was worn by your father during their marriage as a message that she belongs to him and to show the world they are husband and wife. 

Ending this one "

After reading the text, my head started spinning at what was being claimed by Venkat. So, I watched this clip several times over - trying to match what was in the text with what I was seeing. I couldn't believe the brazenness of it all - that too from my faithful mother. After watching all clips from start again, I realised that there had been no thali (Mangalsutra) on her right from the first clip. This revelation shook me from my core. My mother, who always talked about our culture and how pure is her marriage relationship, didn't wear my father's Mangalsutra on their 20th anniversary!
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I mind went blank. For a moment I thought to tell everything to my father. But I realised it would destroy my family bond itself. So, I have to be certain that my mom is doing all this willingly. What if there is something else that i don't know yet? In a haste I opened the last clip

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Clip 11, the last and final clip!

[Mortalbeast]

Superb... Just Superb  clp); clp); clp);

Thanks bro

[Mortalbeast]

Waiting for your next update and hope son also get some pleasure by mom not by his hand and mom also get punished by son please

This is itself a theme for another plot. I will try if not then in another thread

[Mortalbeast]

Badminton court challenge led to unexpected wife swap

This is a message for everyone looking for 'badminton court led to unexpected wife swap 2'

First of all I'm stuck between Aditya plot. "Naked eyes" was supposed to be a prequel to 'Badminton court challenge led to unexpected wife swap'. But few didn't like this idea. So, I asked in "Naked eyes" thread itself should i continue with this plot. But sadly no one replied. Sad Sad

Now I'm fully confused which plot should I go with? Mostly importantly i don't know if anyone is interested in this story anymore. I have to know that people want this thread because this story will take lots of effort from me personally.

Additionally, I have rewritten Badminton story twice by now, every time changing the plot just to satisfy everyone. By now it has changed so much that i don't think it resembles what I had originally planned for this thread's plot to be. 
So I might bring a poll for everyone interested in this thread. If i get satisfied response, i will try to rewrite it. Just for you all

[Mortalbeast]

In a haste I opened the last clip.

This one showed mom lying on her back on the dining table - fully naked. Those erect nipples on her breasts were pointing upwards like some pyramid. The butterscotch ice cream appeared to have melted quite a bit by then.


 
Suddenly, I was shocked to see Venkat take a small cup filled with the melted liquid and carefully poured it over Mom's chest, leaving a trail from her breastbone down to her belly button. Next, Venkat lowered his face to her chest. He tenderly kissed her skin, moving his mouth lower and lower as he licked up the spilled liquid. Occasionally, Venkat would open his mouth wide, enfolding Mom's nipple and a large portion of her breast. He'd suck hard, pulling the flesh upwards before letting go with a deep slurping noise as her breast slipped out of his mouth.




 
This time, thanks to the improved camera angle and better lighting, I could see clearly that Venkat was biting my mother's dark nipples, taking her entire breast into his mouth with his teeth. 



To my surprise, the camera didn't cut away as Venkat had previously mentioned he didn't want me to see him being too rough with my mom. But here it was, my eyes were witness to it all - I could see everything and hear my mother's small whimpers and high-pitched squeals each time Venkat pulled and tugged on her breast with his teeth, jerking it upwards and sideways. While his mouth was occupied devouring her breast, one of Venkat's hands was busy between my mother's legs, his fingers pumping vigorously into her smooth, hairless pussy.

Then he scooped up a generous amount of ice cream and deposited it directly onto her most intimate region, her bald pussy. I watched in astonishment as Mom launched herself over the table due to chill sensation on her most sensitive area. But Venkat held her firmly in place like a bull by clenching her thighs apart. Next, he proceeded to devour the cold, creamy treat covering her womanhood. The depth and volume of Mom's sighs and moans were truly a wonder to behold - it was clear she was receiving pleasure fit for sultriness. Her every sound of ecstasy rang out, making it abundantly obvious just how intensely she was being stimulated and satisfied.



Mom was surely having a divine sexual experience, the expression on her face told all the truth. She had clenched Venkat's hair with one hand and the table edges with the other, her knuckles white from grasping so tightly. She was bending a bit to raise her breasts, as if sending the message 'Here take it all' and exhorting Venkat to take more of her breasts in his mouth and pull them harder with his teeth. Her body undulated with pleasure, lost in ecstasy. Finally, she had one of her most intense orgasms that I had seen so far, her back arching and a guttural moan escaping her lips as waves of bliss crashed over her.

The camera appeared to be adjusted by Venkat, as it wobbled and then came into focus on my mother. It slowly panned down from her head to her stomach, revealing that she was gasping for breath, seemingly still reeling from an intense experience. However, as the camera continued to move down, it became apparent that her body was covered in bite marks, with the deepest and most vivid ones on her breasts, neck, face, and stomach. They were deep, raw and inflamed. The severity of the marks suggested that Venkat had been extremely rough with her. This revelation helped explain why my mother had been thrashing about and shaking so violently.



The video footage showed a close-up of my mom's body for a period of time before Venkat pulled her legs to the edge of the table and wrapped them around his waist. The camera angle then suddenly changed, showing a wooden dining table instead. It appeared that the phone had fallen or been placed on the table, causing the change in view. Unfortunately, this new angle didn't provide any view of what was happening, which was frustrating because I had wanted to see the debauchery of my unfaithful mom unfold before me.

I paused when I heard something.

"Uhh!"

 I was just trying to block that disturbing 'Uhm' from my mind. Just then there was another loud moan. This time harder, still feminine, but with more umph behind it as if mom is in slight pain. 

"Ohhhh... uhhhn... Go slow,"

"Oh god"

That was her. I couldn't deny it anymore. That was Mom saying 'Oh god' – and not in an 'Oh, that god, he's such a so-and-so' way but in an 'Oh god you're fucking me so good' way.

"Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!" said Mom. All ambiguity was gone when I heard that dinner table squeak and slide, a wooden table frame hit the wall, and my mom's ragged breath.
 
I could hear it clear as day – and if I needed more vividness, I heard something I'd heard just the week before, when I was watching a porno: I heard his hand smack my mother's butt. My Indian mother's butt. I never in my dreams thought that, one day i will hear my Indian mom's bubble butt being smacked by her nephew that too on American soil. 

"Uhn. Oh. Oh fuck,"

As time went by sounds of my mom moans and squeals filled my earphone. With zero visuals, I could only imagine what is causing my mom to make such noise. How Venkat must be fucking her. Slowly the sound of bodies colliding with each other kept increasing. 
SLAP!
 
"Aaah!
 
SLAP!
 
Aaah!"
 
 
"Auk…Oh. FUCK!" I could hear mom groaning and panting, along with the knocking sound of the wooden table being thrust inch by inch across the marble floor.
 
"You like that, don’t you Geetha? You like to be spanked while getting railed?”; it was Venkat’s voice

"Yuh... Yes. Oh fuck. So good. Don't stop. Oh pleeeease." The sounds of my mom's pleasure were so erotic to my ears, her little mewls and gasps.

"Oooooooohhhhhh!" That was my mom’s voice, which suddenly rose in pitch and volume which means a small orgasm must have washed over her. Is Venkat this good in sex?

"That's my slut," Venkat’s voice

 "Give me that married pussy. All of it. Give it up." It was again Venkat’s voice. It seems he wanted my mom to be his complete bitch. 

"Ah...AHHHHHH!!!!! Ohhhhhhhh." Mom let out a long, sorrowful moan. Like the disconsolate howl of a lonely wolf.

That's a good bitch," 
 "I knew you had it in you." It was again Venkat’s voice. It seems he is appreciating my mom’s submission.

"Uh... Uh huh... Oh,"

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Mom moaned.

Slap!

Mom let out a little "Oh!" Followed by a long, pained groan.

My mom has become his bitch, pure and simple. Taking his cock, having it put in her and moaning like a bitch. Another way to put it is to say that my mom was not being a 'mom'. She was being used as a woman, a submissive woman, a woman under the control of a man. A sultry Indian woman! A moaning married woman with a family that is performing adultery with her own nephew in foreign soil. A proper bitch!

At that moment, I heard my mom’s another long, loud shriek. Muffled only slightly by the sounds of the kissing.

"You're going to cum on my cock again," Venkat’s voice

"Guh... Uh God. Yes." Mom’s voice;

"You need my young throbbing dick. Don't you?"

"Puh... please," mom’s voice mewled, "Don't stop. Don't stop fucking..."

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhyyyyeeesssssss!" Suddenly mom's moaning grew louder to a proper yell of a bitch in heat. It seems another intense climax overtook the first.

Mom’s sexual frustration had been almost unbearably high after Venkat’s expert oral ministration but even so, his cock must have been something very special -- its effect on my mom seemed profound.

"Oh Geetha, you try to look like a proper wife in front of your family," Venkat’s voice, "Your tight bun and those conservative sarees."

“Yeah."

"But secretly your married pussy's being begging for young cocks, big young cocks" Venkat’s voice sounding excited

Mom squeaked. "Uhn... Uh. Uh huh."

"Say it."

"I... OH!" Mom voice seemed trembling, "I love young cock. Your hard young cock."

"Yes! That's how a slut likes it," Venkat’s commanding voice, "Don't hold back. Come on... Stop hiding behind those stupid norms. That serious face. Admit what you are. What you've become. Embrace it."

"I'm a..." it seems the right words were caught in mom’s throat.

"Tell me," Venkat’s deep voice, you’re no more a faithful mother. Not a good little wifey. What are you?"

"I’m your bitch, your cock loving bitch!" Mom cried out. "I love cumming. I cuh... can't stop. Feels so good."

Suddenly the loud slaps of his legs hitting my mom’s ass filled my earphone like thunderclaps.

"Oh... aaaaauugh.' My mom’s responses became increasingly incoherent. It seems her homely woman mind breaking down as Venkat drove her to the brink.

"That's a slut," Venkat’s voice "Such a good slut. Let it out, baby. I know you can. Cum."

"ssSo. C-close," Mom sounded mewling in excitement.

"Gotta make you cum, Geetha," Venkat’s said, "Don't hold back. Let it out, my slut. Be a good slut."

"Please," Mom mewled, "Don't stop. Puh-promise I'll be good. Just let me cuh - uh - cum. Gonna cum so hard."

"Ugh. Fuck, Sweet tight pussy. So damn good."

"Oh... uhn... AHhhhhhh!"

Although I have heard my parent’s sex noises before when I was young but I don’t think mom ever sounded this way with my dad. "Oh, fuck me. Fuck. Yes. Feels so oh! Make me cum. Make me CUM! Pleeease!"

"Who. Owns. This. Pussy?" Geetha?!

“You”

"When you’ll return India, pretending to be all normal," Venkat said, "But you'll be fantasising about how you got fucked by me."

Oh God," mom groaned, like she was picturing it all. Knowing it was true.

"You'll be serving food to your son and husband, all laughing over lunch like a proper family. You trying to be a faithful wife and needful mother by thinking about your family, But the whole time -- the only thing you'll be able to think about is how you begged another man to nut in your married pussy. And how good it felt when he did it."

"Oh. Oh fuck."

Mom let out a soft woeful sob. A blissfully regretful admission of everything she'd surrendered to.

"Cum Geetha. Don't hold back. Be a good little slut and cum for your man!"

"Oh fuh... fuck. I love it! I love your cock. It makes me feel so
GOOOOOOD!"

It sounded almost sad, like she was mourning how amazing everything made her feel. A remorseful cry of illicit enjoyment as her body broke down. All rational thought ripped out of her mind.

"Nnnn! Nnnn! Nnnn!"

"Ffffffffffuck!"Cumming. Cumming in me. So hot. Oh, I didn't think it would feel like... OH! Don't stop! Uhhhhhhhgh."

Another earth-shattering orgasm seemed to have wracked mom’s body.

“Now that you’ve cummed quite few times, let’s go for some hardcore action” Venkat’s voice in enthusiasm;

My god is he not finished yet? How long can he go? What is this clip? It’s already 40 minutes. My poor mom has already had 3-4 orgasms and sounded spent but this bull of man hasn’t beat a sweat it seems. Maybe American water has made him that strong. Venkat truly was giving my mom a fucking which she won’t forget easily! But whatever I’m loving it!

Did I mention I loved it? 

"Oh Dad! It looks like... you're married... to a real Slut now."

"I reckon... your sweet Geetha... will take... any young cock on offer..."

I don’t know why I blurred out such derogatory remarks on my father and mother but I did!

Before I could enjoy more, the clip abruptly ended. I felt so depressed and cheated that Venkat didn’t send me full video. I was on verge of ejaculation, so I immediately opened the text file. 

“Your mother is such a delectable woman that I ever tasted. I loved the taste of ice cream on her skin. I never knew ice cream could taste so erotic. But nothing beats the taste of butterscotch mixed with your mother’s salty pussy juice. You won’t believe her pussy tastes like dried ocean fish. So salty with a mix of raw pungent smell to it. Huh! I have to say it Sunil, your mother’s pussy is a true work of art. Your father is one hell of a lucky husband to have tasted her all these years.

Okay now coming to this clip. I intentionally lowered the camera and kept it besides, where my cock was penetrating your mother’s pussy. So that you can only hear her submission and complete breakdown. For your reference, I took your mother in a variety of positions - missionary, spooning her from behind, having her ride me in a cowgirl pose, fucking her bent over the edge of the table, and a few other angles to give myself maximum access to her body.

I did cut the video part where I carried her onto the bed and fucked her brains out. She was so worn out that she passed out and slept till afternoon. There was a lot more adventures we did the next few days that is captured on camera. If you want to see those clips, then you have to explicitly message me back asking for more. I want to see you begging to watch your mother getting fucked like a bitch. 

Somethings for you to know now since we are near the end.

I bought that neck brace collar as a sign of ownership and control - as a symbol to show that henceforth your mother is mine - even if it is her anniversary. The key is with me. I refused to give it to her saying that it will happen only when I get a chance to fuck her in front of your horned father. 

Now I want to tell you something from the past or say I’m revealing it. Your mother and I made love on the first day of her visit to USA. Now you must be wondering how on earth did I manage to seduce your homely and religious mother that quickly? How did your shy mother willingly give her chastity to me? 

Well…well the seeds were sown last year. Now what I’m going to reveal might be tough for you but it is what it is. That’s the reality!

So last year during my visit to your house in summer. You must remember, me sending you out to buy something for me. Well now you could guess it? Right? 

Well, if not then I was corrupting your mother all the while by showing her American cultured woman and telling her their open marriage system. How they enjoy their life to fullest by not stopping to any societal norms. 

But not so shockingly, your faithful mother didn’t fell for it. For her still maintaining boundaries and roles was the path for a perfect woman. Trust me when I say, your mother was very religious and faithful lady. But I had to corrupt her because that’s what my fantasy and ultimate goal was after all. I feel like laughing at you but that’s why every year, I visited your house. 

So, one day, you must remember your father leaving to office and we both requested your mother to stay back, so that she could cook Biriyani. Well, it was my plan to keep her in house but obviously she wouldn’t listen to me so I had to fool you around and thankfully you were dumb enough to follow me. 

Now you must remember that day, your mother sent you to fetch chicken but when you called me, I cited my stomach ache was reason to not accompany you. Haha! Actually, the ache was in my balls that were filled with my potent sperms. So, as planned, I called your mother to washroom citing my stomach ache. As she entered, I jumped on her like a tiger clenching its prey. I forcefully piled up her saree and removed her panty. Honestly it was quite difficult as she was resisting like a wild cat scratching and biting me. But none could stop me and ignoring all her pleas and cries I fucked her in the bathroom till I ejaculated deep inside her pussy. 

Now at this moment you arrived at the house. I’m sure, you must remember seeing me sweating while opening the door. Also, your mother didn’t reply to your call because she was crying in the washroom. That’s when I asked you to bring spices and onion for chicken curry. 

So, as you left to fetch spices, I left inside washroom to fetch some more of your mother’s spices. This time also she was resisting and kept pleading for mercy but all in vain. As I was on peak of my eternal pleasure. This time also I ended inside her pussy. 

Now when you came home for third time, I asked you to get me a cold drink. Although you were irritated but you left. So, I’m sure you can guess what happened next. 

When you returned with cold drink, I was surprised it took you so long. Thankfully it gave enough time for your mother to wash herself and go back to kitchen. Here, I will be honest, I was bit worried you will notice your mother’s red eyes and swelled face but you didn’t. 

Now you must remember me asking you to get mutton curry from a faraway restaurant at the city’s end. You were not happy but as I forced, you left. I hope you remember your mother asking you not to leave her alone. Well now you could understand what was she afraid of?

So, after you left, initially she was temperament but as I talked to her, I brought back previous conversation and showed photos and videos of ladies enjoying affairs and open marriage. This is where she slowly started listening to me.
 
This is where your mother was corrupted. We had a long sex and I did everything to take her to 7th heaven and I was very successful. In post sexual talk, she confessed that this was the best sex of her life. Even she agreed my initial forceful sex was also far better than your father’s few seconds of mediocrity. 

Let me tell a horrific truth. Till this, your mother wasn’t fucked for 4 years since your father would say that it’s gross to have sex in mature years. They should rather focus on your future and family upliftment rather than on themselves. 

Now this gave me perfect options to corrupt her more. As I gave my condolences she fell completely for it. 

Forwarding, when you returned, I asked you to accompany me to chemist to buy medicine for my stomach ache. Well, I have to confess that I didn’t buy anything as such but what I did buy was medicines and supplements to help me give ache on your mother’s pussy. 

You must remember me sending you to mall from the chemist store. Well thanks to your obedient nature I got lot of time with your sexy mother. This time thanks to those medicines and supplements, I fucked her like a bull. Here you must remember your father, me and you were having late lunch in the evening while your mother took rest citing tiredness. Also, you must remember her falling sick, so now you know why?!

Now I said all this story, so that you could understand how our relationship had built over time. 

Also, I was the one who planted the idea of her coming to visit us alone here during my parent’s 30th anniversary and it worked out well. I was the one who dropped the idea of bringing you with her. 

Your mother is such a stunning looking woman Sunil. I really had no choice but to do what I did when I had the opportunity. Each time I suckled on your mother’s breasts I was reminded of you having milked her as a baby. When I ate her pussy, I was reminded of the fact that years ago your father owned her body and placed his seed in her. It was my first time falling in love with a woman. Yes, your mother was my first love of my life. The first time I felt something for her was when I started to feel some male hormones, that’s when I saw your pregnant mother. Her inflated belly carrying you but her ever so charming smile and that gorgeous face. Ufff…!!!

Every time I took her in the ass or had her love me with her mouth, I was proud of the fact that I was the first for her in those two places. You don't know much of what else we did during her trip here. You only saw a few demure pics of her at the various tourist spots we visited. But all those visits have a lewd story behind it!
Having your mother to myself on her 20th wedding anniversary was such an incredibly erotic and pleasurable experience that I will cherish for rest of my life. I felt so proud that this lovely mother and wife felt so wanton when she was with me.

As I mentioned earlier, I will message you shortly and will await your response.

Lastly, there are few additional image files attached to this folder towards the end. I have captioned it – So, all those images are self-explanatory. There are few images which will hurt your feelings a lot but it can’t be helped. It is what it is! That’s why I separated them from all these. It’s upon you.

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Image files?!!...….But why is he warning me? Is it more derogatory or obscene than these? What did he do to my mom?!!!........