A Mother’s Slippery Slope

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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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I am Asha and would like to share how my life transformed over the past couple months took me down a slippery erotic slope.

Do I feel guilt? Maybe a little. But do I regret? Not in the least bit. I haven’t felt the sexual pleasures I am feeling in years. If anything, I regret wasting the prime of my life and depriving myself of the sexual pleasures I could have been experiencing for so many years that I lived as a mom, a wife, a daughter in law — but not as a woman.

Coming from a conservative family, we never thought about our sexuality. We were meant to be daughters, sisters, wives, mothers, aunts, etc., but were never seen as women with our own needs, desires and dreams.

When I got married at the age of 18, I was a virgin. It was an arranged marriage and I hadn’t seen my husband till the day of the marriage.

On my first night, I was scared even though my husband was gentle and loving.

He didn’t fuck me because I was his wife and property. He took time to seduce me.

We just sat and spoke to each other for a couple hours before he even touched me.

I was seduced the moment he first kissed me. He took his time tough.

Undressing me took close to an hour with him kissing and licking every exposed part of my body.

When he entered me, it hurt at first but as he made love to me, I enjoyed the experience. He came in me twice that night before falling asleep.

We made love everyday. I was ignorant about protection and thoroughly enjoyed the loads of cum he deposited deep inside my pussy. To me, it was a sign of love and his willingness to ‘give’ me.

Soon the inevitable happened and I discovered I was pregnant.

About nine months later, I was a mother. Sex became sporadic and usually lasted 5-10 minutes. Most nights, we didn’t even bother to get undressed.

He would just drop his underwear to his knees, lift my saree, pull my panties down and cum in me within 2-3 minutes.

Even that ended when he got a job overseas. He spent 8 months out of the year abroad, visiting for a couple months twice a year.

For the first couple years, I used to look forward to his visits because it meant 60 days of sex – even if that sex lasted just a few minutes.

With age, responsibility, work stress and a growing child, even that sex stopped. For close to 20 years now, sex for me was synonymous with masturbation late at night when everyone was asleep.

I am a teacher by profession. I get lustful looks from my hormonal teenage students and also from horny male teachers often.

Our principal is a widower. A few years ago, knowing that my husband lives overseas, he offered me a promotion to the post of the Head of Department in exchange for a stead secret affair. I turned him and the promotion down.

I had many opportunities to stray and live a sexually fulfilling life, but I had never considered extra-marital sex — till a few months ago.

It was my birthday and also the last day of my husband’s visit. We had a get together that day. A cake was cut. Our extended family, friends of my husband, a few of the teachers from the school I taught in and a few of my son’s friends attended.

I was particularly conscious of how one of my son’s friends, Jai, followed me everywhere. Every time I looked in his direction, he was staring at me. He helped me around the house.

One time, when I was trying to get dishes from the upper shelf in the kitchen, he walked in behind me and pressed his crotch against me while he reached and got the dishes. I felt his hard cock rub against my ass-crack through the dress.

When he kissed my neck, I felt electricity course through my body, but I was also offended.

I pushed him back and glared at him angrily. He sheepishly mouthed ‘sorry’ but I could tell he was not sorry at all and enjoyed it. I didn’t want to create a scene so for the rest of the evening, I acted as if nothing had happened.

After everyone had eaten, he helped me clear the dishes.

As I was washing the dishes, he did the same thing, rubbing his hardness against me. But this time, he reached across me and cupped my breasts. Burying his face in my neck, he whispered, “You’re gorgeous”.

“Stop it. Are you crazy!” I said, pushing his head and hands away — probably a few seconds too late, because I was so turned on and my body was on fire.

“I mean it. You’re beautiful. I want to make love to you” he insisted, grabbing my pussy over my clothes and smiling a knowing smile.

“Stop it or I will call everyone” I threatened, pushing his hand away and turning around.

“Go ahead”, he said moving into me and pressing his hardness between my legs “and then you can explain this too” he said kissing my lips and squeezing my breasts, his hardness dry-humping me over my clothes. No man had touched me that way for years – not even my husband and I felt wetness rush to my pussy soaking my panties.

“STOP!” I scolded him in a whisper and pushed him away.

I made sure I was never alone with him the rest of the evening and had every intention of telling my son I didn’t want him coming over again.

That night, I was so turned on by the day’s events that I tried seducing my husband, but he wasn’t interested. Claiming to be tired, he fell asleep.

I had to relieve myself lying next to the man who should have been making love to me.

I woke up at 4 am to the sound of repeated dings coming from my husband’s mobile phone. Someone was messaging him again and again. It seemed urgent by the number of messages that were coming in but he was fast asleep.

Not wanting to disturb him if it wasn’t urgent, I checked his messages. There were over 20 messages from a woman – probably from his work place. I couldn’t believe what I was reading. She was pregnant with my husband’s baby!!!

I sat in bed, furious at the betrayal. His flight would be leaving in a few hours and he would be back with the woman he had got pregnant, leaving me alone.

This explained his disinterest in sex over the years. I wondered how many other women he had fucked over the years that he was away from home.

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After my husband left, I spent the whole day stewing and thinking. I had thrown away my entire youth for a man who had probably been cheating on me from the time he went abroad for work. It explained why taking me and our son with him was never an option. By that afternoon, I had decided that two could play the game of betrayal.

I saw Jai returning from the gym as I was coming home with groceries that evening. Walking up to him, I said sternly, “I need to talk to you”.

“I am sorry aunty, I didn’t mean anything bad.”

“I don’t want to talk to you on the road. Come home. We need to talk.” With that, I walked away.

Jai followed me home. I asked Jai to sit in the living room while I went about setting the groceries down in the kitchen. Walking back to the living room, I saw Jai sitting nervously on the couch. Walking up to him, I stood in front of him.

“What was all that the other day?”

“I am sorry aunty. I don’t know what came over me that day.”

“So, you didn’t mean any of what you said?”

“No…yes…I mean, I meant every word, but I should have behaved.”

“Yes, you should have. You don’t do things like that with your friend’s mother” I said, “not when there are so many people who could have walked in on us.”

“What?”

“Did you mean what you said that day?”

“Yes aunty.” he replied staring straight at my navel. I had deliberately worn my saree lower than usual that day.

“Do you want me?”

“Yes aunty.”

“You’re not sounding convincing.”

“I don’t know what to say aunty. You are beautiful and I have wanted you for years. I have fantasized and masturbated thinking about you many times.”

“Then stop talking and fuck me.”

“What?” he said shocked.

“Don’t you want to?”

“Yes, but…”

“Then just shut up and show me.” I said.

Bending down, I kissed his lips and, holding his hands, made him stand up.

He needed no further encouragement. He pulled me to him and kissed me hard.

Opening my mouth, I allowed his tongue to explore me.

Holding him tight, I pressed my nails into his back.

“Take me Jai” I whispered as he was licking my neck, “show me how badly you want me”

He grabbed the pallu of my saree and started pulling. I turned around, letting him strip my saree. Once it was off, he sat down and kissed my belly, licking my navel hungrily.

“You’re the sexiest woman I have seen aunty” he mumbled into my belly, his hands caressing and squeezing my ass.

He untied my petticoat and let it fall to the floor. Kissing me lower and lower, he finally kissed my pussy over my black panties.

His hands were inside my panties now, caressing and squeezing my ass. He slid his fingers down my ass crack, continuing to kiss my soaking wet pussy over my panties.

Moaning with pleasures I hadn’t felt for years, I started unbuttoning my blouse.

“No, wait” he said, standing up. Kissing my mouth, he started undoing the hooks of my blouse. He removed my blouse and started kissing and licking the part of my breasts that my bra didn’t cover. He sucked me and licked down my cleavage.

Reaching behind me, he unhooked the bra and stripped it off.

Taking one nipple in his mouth, he started sucking me like a baby. His other hand squeezed my other breast.

Running my fingers through his hair, I guided his mouth to maximize the pleasures I was feeling.

He sucked one nipple followed by the other and then back to the first.

I let him suck on my nipples and play with my boobs for close to 15 minutes.

He had bit me a few times, leaving hickies all over both my boobs.

My nipples were hard and I was enjoying every sensation passing through my sex-deprived body.

Finally, he sat down on the couch while I stood in front of him and pulled my panties down. Once they were off, I let him stare hungrily at my naked pussy.

I had shaved earlier today just for him.

“Aunty!” he gasped staring at my pussy with lustful eyes, “you are more beautiful than I ever imagined.”

“So you have imagined what my pussy looks like?”

“Yes… I mean no…” he mumbled.

I laughed at his discomfort, “eat me” I said.

“Oh God, yes aunty” he said, grabbing my naked butt and pulling my pussy into his mouth.

He kissed all over the mound of my pussy before licking all along my opening. With his fingers, he opened me and slid his tongue inside.

I was soaking wet and he was licking my juices.

“You like it” I asked grabbing his head and pulling him into me.

“Oh aunty, you taste delicious” he said starting to eat me hungrily now. He guided me to the couch without letting go of my pussy and spread my legs wide as I lay down on my back.

Burying his face between my crotch he ate me like he had been starving for days. I started thrusting into his mouth and before long felt a shuddering orgasm rock my body.

He ate me as I came in his mouth, pinching my nipples and squeezing my boobs till my orgasm had completely passed.

He had already stripped while eating me and spreading my legs wide, he moved between my legs.

I couldn’t believe how long and wide he was. He must have been at least 8″ or 9” long and way thicker than my husband’s 5” cock. I had a moment’s doubt whether he would fit inside me.

He rubbed his hardness up and down my opening.

“Fuck me” I said, grabbing his butt and pulling him towards me.

I felt like I was in heaven as he entered me. The first man to have done so in years. The first man after my husband.

“You are so tight aunty” he said, thrusting his hardness further and further inside me. I was already aroused again and was thrusting my pussy up to meet his strokes. Within a couple minutes he was all the way inside me. He started moving in and out of me faster and faster. Lifting my legs over his hands, he plowed my dripping wet pussy like the bull he was. Harder and harder, faster and faster he thrust his hardness in and out of me.

I felt another orgasm starting to build up.

“Yes, yes, yes, harder, don’t stop” I kept whispering as he dove me closer and closer to my orgasm.

“I am about to cum” he said.

“Not yet, please, fuck me harder” I moaned.

“Oh god, oh god” he groaned and continued to pound me deeper than I had ever been pounded before.

“Oh yes, I am cumming, I am cumming” I screamed and erupted all around his hardness, shaking uncontrollably as I came.

“Aaaaaaaaaah” he screamed and thrust all the way into me as his cum flooded me. I felt his warm sperm fill me deep inside my pussy. Load after load was flooding me. It was close to a minute before his cock stopped throbbing inside me and started going limp. He collapsed over me, panting.

“WOW! Thanks aunty” he said, “that was the best sex I have ever had”

“Me too Jai” I said, caressing his face, “me too.”

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Jai fell asleep on the couch and I lay there thinking about the pleasures I had given up over the years.

After about an hour, I felt aroused at the memory of what had just happened. I caressed Jai’s hard muscles and hoped he would want me again.

Taking his cock in my hand, I admired how large he was even when he wasn’t hard. I hadn’t seen a cock so endowed and couldn’t resist kissing it while caressing his balls with my hands.

Jai groaned in his sleep and I was pleased to see him starting to go hard again.

Encouraged, I sucked him till he woke up and had an instant hardon. I led him to my bedroom and we got in bed.

He kissed me passionately, caressing every inch of my naked body. My nipples were hard. Getting on top, he squeezed my boobs and started sucking one nipple followed by the other.

My body wanted him inside me, filling me with his youthful warm cum. I couldn’t believe my luck that a stapling 25 year old stud would want my 42 year old body with this much passion.

He sucked my tits with a hunger my husband never showed.

Grabbing his hardness, I started stroking him.

“Aunty stop or I will cum.” he moaned, between biting and sucking my tits. “I want to cum inside you again.” he said. He kissed me hungrily and caressed my boobs before turning me around on my hands and knees.

He entered me from behind with a tenderness I had missed for years.

Even though he had been in me before, I was still amazed at how big and long he felt inside me.

He grabbed my hips, pulling me backwards as he thrust into him, maximizing the impact and pleasure.

His balls were slapping against my ass cheeks as he started moving in and out of my soaking wet pussy.

“Harder Jai, you’re going to make me cum again”

“Not yet aunty…wait for me” he said pounding harder and harder inside me.

“Oh god, yes, yes, yes” I groaned as his hardness rubbed my clit with every thrust and drove closer and closer to an orgasm.

“Fuck me harder Jai… fuck me….oh yessssssss” I screamed as he drilled in and out of me.

“I am about to cum aunty” he groaned, pounding away, deeper and deeper, faster and faster.

“Oh yes, cum in me Jai…. oh god yesssssssssssss” I screamed as I was came, shuddering and shaking right in time as I felt Jai explode inside me, shooting his sperm deep into me.

“WOW! Aunty, I could take you again right now” he said after he was spent inside me.

“Who’s stopping you? But don’t be so gentle this time” I said teasing him.

And he was hard again, pounding me in every way possible. He made me ride him, made me get on my hands and legs and pounded me from behind. Lifting my legs in the air he drilled me from top. I came two more times over the hour he pounded me before cumming again inside me. Finally spent, we both collapsed and fell asleep.

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Being a teacher gave us the perfect pretext to meet everyday. He came over for “special classes” and fucked me all afternoon.

In spite of fucking me every day, he never seemed to lose interest or slow down.

He took me at least three time each day making me cum over and over as he pounded me for hours.

He left town for higher studies today. I was both happy for him and sad that he won’t be around to fuck me.

Last night, he took me five times and it looked like he could have gone on if he didn’t have to leave in the morning.

He seemed to be making up for the coming months when he won’t be able to enjoy me anymore.

Now that’s he’s gone, I have to find someone else to satisfy the needs he’s created. As I head off to teach a class of horny 18 year olds, my search for Jai’s replacement begins.

Wish me luck.

THE END

SEE HER GALLERY

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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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