Hello ISS readers, This is Varun, 23 years old back with a new story. So let’s begin. I used to live in Chennai for studying and my parents lived in Hyderabad. Both my parents worked in a reputed MNC and had well-paid jobs. My life was all happy until I came to know a bitter truth about my mom.<\/p>\n
I went home as I got holidays for ten days. This time I found my mom more excited and tensed for little things. I never saw her so happy or excited before. She also changed a lot in terms of her behavior. \u00a0She used to go away from me and talk on the phone. She blushed a lot while talking on the phone.<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t care much in the beginning. But I felt suspicious as she tried to hide something from me. She didn\u2019t let me take her phone to make a call when I asked her once. \u00a0I tried to listen to her conversations and listened to a few where she spoke in a husky voice flirting with the other person.<\/p>\n
At first, I thought she might have talked to my dad. But she used to feel tensed when the phone rings at the time when dad\u2019s home. \u00a0I didn\u2019t have the guts to question her directly. Also, I wasn\u2019t sure if she is talking to some guy or her close girlfriend or so in a funny way.<\/p>\n
My suspicion increased when my dad went on a foreign trip for work for a week. I heard her telling on the phone, \u201cNo, not today, my son came home for his vacation. Wait till he goes back. \u201d I was so confused and felt it hard to believe. I never thought of my mom like that.<\/p>\n
I felt like I had to do something to stop mom from cheating on my dad. I told my mom that I had to go to my friend\u2019s place for a party and will come late tonight. \u00a0I went in and got ready to go out. Meanwhile, my mom changed her saree and wore a sleeveless nighty. I never saw her in a dress like that before.<\/p>\n
Even I felt that she looked sexy in that black sleeveless nighty being her son. \u00a0I didn\u2019t question anything about her dress. She wore such nighties even before some times when my dad used to come back home from long trips. I asked my mom to make some tea for me before I went.<\/p>\n
She went in and I put my spare phone connected to power bank under her bed in her room. I gave a call from that spare phone to my phone. I answered the call and kept listening to it after I drank tea and left the house. I was sure that someone was going to come. I wanted to know who he was.<\/p> \n\n
I went to the terrace of my apartment and sat on the tank listening to the phone. \u00a0After two or three hours of waiting, I heard a few sounds of the door opening and closing. My mom\u2019s conversation with some other man went like this.<\/p>\n
Mom: Hi! Sorry for disappointing you at first. I thought my son would stay back home.<\/p>\n
I understood that it\u2019s her boss.<\/p>\n
Boss: Its ok Mrs. Anjali Sharma, You are a dedicated employee to your boss. You listen to all the things I say which is why your husband gets more pay every month and I send him on trips to enjoy with you. I don\u2019t understand how he leaves you all alone and goes.<\/p>\n
Mom: Don\u2019t spoil my mood by talking about him now, Shall we begin?<\/p>\n
Boss: Why not? Bend over and open your asshole for me.<\/p>\n
Mom: No boss. Please don\u2019t put it in my ass, it pains a lot.<\/p>\n
Boss: You will get whatever you want for doing this. Can\u2019t you take such small pain for your boss\u2019s satisfaction?<\/p>\n
Mom didn\u2019t say anything but the sounds of bed creaking began. All I could hear was my mom moaning in pain as he fucked her asshole. She praised the size of his cock and talked very dirty to him as he fucked her. She begged him to make her his bitch and cum in her ass.<\/p>\n
I could hear both of them moaning in pleasure. I never heard such words from my mom\u2019s mouth. I was imagining the whole thing and I was feeling both sad for my dad and also horny listening to her on the phone. He also slapped my mom\u2019s ass and I could hear her asking for more of it.<\/p>\n
There was silence for some time, maybe they finished one round and they started to talk again.<\/p>\n
Mom: I hope you had a great time in my ass, sir.
\nBoss: Any doubt? You have a wonderful ass, Mrs. Anjali Sharma. Your husband must be a lucky man.<\/p>\n
Mom: Hmm, why do you keep talking about my husband? He is lucky to have me but I am not. He has such a small dick and also cums just in a few minutes. How much ever I try to control him. Why am I even thinking of it when I got your big dick beside me.<\/p>\n
I heard the sounds of my mom gagging and my mind was blown. He was appreciating my mom\u2019s blowjob and sounded very satisfied with her work. \u00a0He came in her mouth and asked her not to waste even one drop of his cum. He appreciated her for swallowing his cum and asked her how it tasted.<\/p>\n
She told that it tasted just like salt and sour. \u00a0Both of them laughed and he asked her for one more round. She praised him for his stamina and they had another round. After listening to all this, I was getting a lot of ideas like to watch my mom naked once or to watch her getting fucked.<\/p>\n
I know that it was wrong but slowly I even stopped feeling bad for my dad. I was obsessed with those things that I listened to on-call. My cock throbbed inside my pants. I kept listening to them and heard a phone ringing. It was her boss\u2019s phone. He answered it. After talking, he told my mom that he had to go.<\/p>\n
Mom: Oh!so soon? Ok, call me before you come again. My son is in the city and I don\u2019t want to get caught. Don\u2019t forget to send my payment.<\/p>\n
Boss: I won\u2019t let you into problems, don\u2019t worry. Come in some sexy saree to the office tomorrow, we have a client to deal with. You will have to sleep with him if needed.<\/p>\n
Mom: Hmmm, ok. Will you both fuck me like the last time or just him?<\/p>\n
Boss: I will decide that later but you keep your pussy ready.<\/p>\n
Mom: My legs are always open for rich bosses like you.<\/p>\n
Boss: That’s my bitch, now bend over, I will smash that pussy and leave.<\/p>\n
They had one final and wild session for ten minutes or so and her boss left at nine in the night. After making sure that he left and thinking of what kind of a whore my mom is, I just went home and knocked on the door. \u00a0My mom opened the door and looked tired.<\/p>\n
She was still sweaty in that black nighty. I asked her if she was ok and she said that she is fine. I asked her why she was sweating so much in such cold weather. She said, \u201cOh, it\u2019s nothing. We had a power cut and it just came. So I got sweaty. I am fine, don\u2019t worry. \u201d<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t talk much and observed my mom\u2019s beauty for the first time keenly. I felt like how did I not see her curves all these years. Maybe it’s because of the motherly feeling I had on her and I didn\u2019t know her dark shades. \u00a0Now I can not see her with that motherly love again in my life.<\/p>\n
I was rock hard in my pants as she served dinner to me. Even a slight touch from her made me excited. She asked if I was ok and I said that I am fine. \u00a0We had dinner and I didn\u2019t have the courage to talk to my mom about it. So I just went to bed. I slept thinking of how my mom would dress for the next day.<\/p>\n
What happened next will be continued in my next story. I hope you guys liked the story. Feel free to share your feelings in comments or appreciate my writings personally at eroticpenx6@gmail. com on hangouts.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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