My conservative mom seduced

Hi all,
This is the incident which I witnessed in my home in front of my eyes.

My name is Megha, 18 years old. I live with my mom, Arti, 38. My dad, Rahesh, 47, and my younger brother Avinash(11). Avinash leaves in hostel and Papa is working in a Pvt company , and was recently transferred to new branch through the company. He visits home every 3 or 4weeks. Mom is a conservative woman and a complete house wife and to continue her hobby, she teaches some kids at home. Though her age is 38, she looks quite young as a result of regular exercise at my roof itself. A beautiful, smart woman, 5’4″ tall, with curves 34c-26-38, 56 kg, fair complexion. Whenever we go shopping or anywhere else, I notice men staring at her with lustful eyes. She wears either Saree or salwar-kameez. Her dress sense just adds to her beauty. Men around her always keep drooling. Being calm, she never reacted to them. I am in in final year of my intermediate. I’m busy most of the time for school and coaching work.

One day I was returning from coaching, and as I reached the main gate of our building, I noticed a new family was moving into our building. I stopped there after parking my activa. As the ‘packers and movers’ guys left, only one man was remaining and I just said excuse me ?? . “Hello beta, myself salim” As we were going upstairs, he told me that he is new renter in my building,. And working here in an mnc as senior manager.

As I came where my room was, I stopped and knocked the door. mom opened the door and I told her about uncle.

“Oh I forgot to tell you beta, he is Mr salim ,will be our new neighour. Hi family will be here once every thing get settle here. Mom told uncle that she is my daughter. Uncle was already looking at her, stunned. Mom was in red coloured saree with matching blouse. “Nice to meet you ji”said uncle. Mom noticed the same lust in his eyes. Mom was short of expression; she faked a smile and went inside. Uncle too went upstairs, she told him to call me if he needs help.

I went inside my flat. Mom was in the kitchen, she told me to freshen up. I went to the bathroom. When I came out she handed me a cup of tea. “uncle seems to be a nice guy” ??? I asked while taking a sip. She didn’t reply. I knew she was not happy; the way uncle looked at her. I again asked her”When is his family shifting here?” Mumma told me that uncle talked to your papa already and he himself fixed the rent and entire terms and conditions. After some time I told her I was going to a friend’s house and left.

I came back at around 8:30pm. As I was reaching my floor, I heard mom’s voice. I stopped there and tried to listen carefully, it was Vinod uncle talking with mom standing at the door. He was asking her about the water supply timings and other facilities in the area as he was new there. Mom had not invited him inside. I reached there and uncle was shocked to see me. I just smiled at him.

Uncle was standing at a distance less than 2 feet from mom. Then I noticed the difference between their heights. He was around 6’2″, a big guy. I just stepped inside and asked mom why she didn’t call him inside. She said sorry and asked him formally to come inside. He was more than happy, his eyes were telling the story. We were sitting in the hall. Mom was in the kitchen cooking food. I switched on the TV and went in my room for changing clothes.

When I came back in the hall, uncle was gazing towards mom through the kitchen door. I knew his intentions. Initially I was angry but then I thought, why not just wait and watch. “Why don’t you join us for the dinner?” Mom asked him. Maybe he had worked some magic on mom when they were chatting at the door, because mom too knew that it was very difficult initially to cook food for a man at this age so she asked him to stay for the dinner. That was enough for uncle.

Mom prepared food and we were sitting at the dining table having dinner. Uncle broke the silence, “Biryani is awesome, Arti ji”. I wondered how uncle knew her name. Mom smiled and said “Thank you.” Mom offered him some more Biryani and he took it happily.

After we finished dinner, uncle left. Mom said, “salim uncle is really a nice man, megha. It’s really sad that he has to leave alone at 52.” I just nodded and went in my room to sleep. I knew mom is showing sympathy towards uncle.

A week had passed. Uncle was regularly coming to our floor ,chat with mumma. One afternoon, he called me and asked about my study and future plans. Suddenly I saw laptop in his room. Actually I used to go to my friend house to make some projects as I did not had PC or laptop. It was a holiday and he was getting bored. He asked us what’s our Sunday plan.we said nothing I am having some projects to complete. So I will be at my friend’s house then he told me that his laptop is free and I can use it
He told me that he will help me. I said yes and went there. As I entered, I noticed the smell of alcohol. Empty bottles were lying in the balcony .I sat on a chair besides him. He opened the laptop and we did for some time. After sometime uncle was feeling sleepy, so he went in bedroom to take a nap.

After I finishedd I was just exploring his computer. There was a big list of movies. A folder was full of porn, as I expected. Just as I was about to close the folder, at the end I noticed another folder named ‘DALIM’. I opened the folder, it was full of videos. I clicked one of them to realise what it was.

The video started with a middle aged woman giving blowjob. She was on her knees with one hand wrapped around the cock in her mouth. The man was trying to gag her with his massive cock. Yes, it was massive, around 8-9 inches long, 4 inches round. He was shooting the video with mobile camera. After sometime he set the camera on a nearby table. The woman was lying on her back, as the man set himself over her to enter her. And then I saw his face for the first time and it was shocking to see that the man was none other than Vinod uncle. I paused the video and thought for a while, maybe it was his wife. She was around 25. I started the video and was shocked to see his cock had swelled even more. He started pounding her. She begged him to stop, but he didn’t. She was yelling like anything. After 20 minutes, she became silent. But uncle didn’t stop. Then I realised that she had passed out. Then uncle took his cock out and sprayed 7-8 spurts of cum on her face.

I was really shocked to see his power and stamina. I went through other videos to realise that he was a special man for women. The videos had 3 to 4 different women. In most of the videos they passed out, from the intense pounding they got from him. I closed all the folders. Uncle was still sleeping.

I came back home and sat in the hall thinking about uncle. And then the thoughts about mom came to my mind. What if uncle succeeds in pulling mom in his traps? I knew she can’t withstand his powers. I was afraid but another part of my mind wanted something else. Yes, I wanted to see them together, I wanted uncle to fuck the hell out of mom. I wanted mom to try uncle. I went in mom’s bedroom. She was sleeping; her pink saree was gathered around her knees, showing her beautiful, fair and exquisite calves and silver anklets. I imagined uncle shagging her to multiple orgasms. I was just thinking about them.

I was waiting for uncle to take next step. One day I was playing carom in the hall with uncle, mom was watching TV. After sometime uncle invited mom to join us. She had never played carom.

“I have never played before” mom said.

“Why not try arti ji?” uncle asked again.

“Come on mom, I’ll teach you” I added.

Mom said ok and sat down to play with us. She was in white salwar and red kameez. Uncle and I were sitting opposite each other. Mom sat near us and adjusted her dupatta to cover her chest. I started showing her how to hit with the striker and she was trying it. I noticed, uncle was looking at her with lust and desire. His eyes were roaming all over her body. Her lips, her eyes, her boobs, her beautiful, manicured hands… I thought about leaving them together. I took my phone and started a fake conversation and went in my room and pushed the door behind me. Mom knew I used to talk on phone for hours with my friends. The balcony was common to mom’s and my room. I just entered mom’s room and started peeking into hall through the slightly open door.

Uncle was telling her how to play. She tried 2 to 3 times and then uncle said “No aarti ji, not like that”. She was doing it right but uncle wanted to touch her, so he sat on her right side and took her hand in his hand and explained her how to use different fingers. He came close to her and now was touching her from side with her hand still in his grip. With his other hand he was rubbing his crotch area. He was now really enjoying her soft hand in his grip. Mom realised after sometime how close he was.

“Thank you salim ji, I can play now.” Said mom.

“You are welcome aarti ji” said uncle and sat at his place again.

They started playing but uncle could not concentrate as he was in heaven. He looked around to find that my door was still closed.

“Megha still seems to be busy with her friends , Shilpa ji” he tried to crack a conversation.

“I don’t interfere much in his matters, Salim ji. And I trust her as she is our only daughter” mom tried to explain.

“And what about you aarti ji? Don’t you get bored living without your husband? I’m sorry if it’s too personal… ” uncle was going deeper.

“No Salim ji, actually I teaches kids and keep myself busy with yoga and exercise and cooking… ” answered mom..and what more to expect at such age.
Such age means?? Asked uncle
Hey Megha is 18, and I am her can guess my age.
Khuda mast Kare aarti ji, you never look like mom to Megha .you simply look like his elder sister.
I must appericiate arti ji that you have hide your age by beauty. When I saw you first time I never expected you will have a daughter.
please stop calling me aarti jii… You can call me aarti continued mom.

“Ok aarti” he smiled as he called her name looking at her through angle of eyes. Mom shied away from uncle and started blushing. Suddenly she tried to stand up and instinctively uncle pulled her by holding her wrist, as a result mom fell in his lap facing him sideways, her dupatta stuck on his face. He took her dupatta away and looked at her with guilt as her boobs were inches away from his mouth. Mom was shocked. She took her dupatta from his hand and stood up from his lap. She went into the kitchen feeling offended.

“I’m sorry aarti.. aarti ji… I’m so… It just happened suddenly… I didn’t want to… Please listen aarti… ” uncle tried to make up things. Mom didn’t reply. He left. I came back in hall, called mom. I asked her about uncle, she said he left as he was having headache.

I went upstairs. Knocked uncle’s door. He opened the door and was surprised to see me. I went inside and asked him what happened to him. He thought mom must have told me everything.

“Mom said you were having headache… ” I said.

“Headache? Oh yes, it is just decreasing… thank you” he was relieved to know that I didn’t know anything.

“Ok uncle, take care” I said and left.

A few days passed. Uncle didn’t visit us. One day, I saw uncle standing with mom trying to explain something. He was saying sorry again and again.

“It’s ok salimji, I forgot it. I know you didn’t do it purposefully. No hard feelings.” Mom was talking confidently. “And come over for coffee in the evening, Salim ji.”

“Thank you aarti.. ji… ” he smiled again. Mom smiled back. Mom left for the market. He licked his lips as he looked at her figure from behind and went upstairs.

I was thinking about uncle’s next step and decided to set cameras in every room of my house as I didn’t want to miss any action.

Mom was still clueless about his plans. So she had invited him for coffee. He came at around 6pm. I was doing some college work in my room. I heard the knock on door, mom opened the door and uncle came in my room directly. I chatted with him for some time then mom called us in the hall for coffee. After finishing coffee we just sat there chatting. Then mom asked me about my school and coaching holiday as she needed my help to clean the house.

“Mom please, I’m busy with my project for next 20-25 days. So please don’t expect my help.” I said.

That was a chance for uncle. He said “I can help you aarti”

“Thank you salim ji, but no, that’s not ok.” Said mom.

“No aarti, it’s ok. I will take it as a punishment.” Uncle said it without realising I too was there.

“Punishment…? For what…?” I asked looking at mom.

“Nothing beta… ” mom tried to end the topic. “Ok Salim ji, done. Friday?” Uncle nodded happily. I didn’t know how she was so comfortable with him

I was waiting for the Friday to come. I checked all cameras in my house and made sure all were working. I had connected all the cameras to a card reader..
I came back at 4:pm.
Momi was sleeping. For all the evening, mom was hiding her face from me.
As I switched the card to my phone .it was as such:-

Friday. 10Am. Uncle came to help mom. I told mom that I was going to the college and will be late in the evening. She had cancelled her kids classes for that day. I left home, went upstairs and unlocked uncle’s flat with the keys I had already made. As soon as I entered, I started his computer and checked all cameras.

Mom was in the kitchen. That day she had worn yellow coloured salwar-kameez with white dupatta.

“I’m ready aarti” uncle said from the hall.

“Ok salim ji, I will call you if I need help. You can watch TV.” Said mom and switched on the TV. Uncle requested mom to sit with him for a while. Mom sat there. An erotic bollywood song was playing on the TV. Mom was shying away from uncle. But she was still sitting there. She tried to take the remote from uncle’s hand, which uncle denied. She waited for some time and then snatched the remote from his hand and started laughing. Uncle looked at her for a few seconds and suddenly grabbed her hand in a strong grip and asked for the remote. She was taken aback by his powers. She handed the remote back and he left her hand. Mom was massaging her hand and saw that his finger-nail had cut her on forearm. Uncle realised his mistake and took her hand in his and started kissing and sucking as blood was oozing out. Mom was totally lost in pain and pleasure. There was silence in the room except the song playing on TV. After 2 minutes mom realised the situation and stood up saying, “I’m fine salim ji… ” and started walking towards kitchen. She went in my room and started cleaning. Uncle waited for half an hour then joined her. Nothing happened between them for next 2 hours except light jokes and flirting uncle was doing. Mom was responding him by just laughing.

“Do you want tea or coffee, salim ji?” asked mom.

“I’ll prefer milk… ” said uncle, looking at her boobs, then into her eyes, then added “just kidding, aarti… I’ll have Coffee… ”

“Milk is not enough,Salim ji… We’ll have to arrange for it… ” said mom looking at him naughtily and confidently. That was the first time I saw my beautiful, modest mom talking with a man like that, clearly hinting something. “And I’m not kidding… ” mischief was added in mom’s words. Uncle was confused and surprised to see this change in mom. His mind was boggling between thoughts. He was thinking, whether he should take the next step or should he wait for another signal. Mom went in the kitchen and looked back once, as she passed the door, uncle followed. She didn’t know she was playing with fire.

She was preparing coffee. Uncle was standing beside her. After few seconds he tried to touch her hand where it was cut. He took her hand in his and started caressing. Mom pulled her hand back and said, “What are you doing salim ji…?” Yes, she was teasing uncle. She was playing this game of cat and mouse with uncle. Now I was really feeling sad about mom as uncle was obviously going to give it back to her. And I knew she won’t be able to handle him then.

As uncle was leaving kitchen, mom stopped him saying “Doodh nikalo salim ji… as uncle stopped, mom added, “from the refrigerator… ” uncle was being humiliated like never before. He took the milk jar out and gave it to mom. Mom didn’t look at him, uncle got frustrated, it was clear from his facial expressions. As the coffee was boiling, uncle thought for a second and suddenly grabbed mom from behind.

“Why are you doing this to me aarti…?” asked uncle.

“What are you talking about salim…?” mom asked innocently, without moving. Uncle courageously wrapped his hands around her waist. Mom had her dupatta wrapped around her waist and tied it at the side. Uncle was playing with her dupatta and untied it with a jerk. It fell to the floor. Mom still didn’t respond. Uncle started playing with her hair and his lips were close to her neck. From the way he was positioned, he got a good view of her boobs down her kameez (top extending below knees). He was turned on so much that he was unaware of his monster poking in her back. Now he was pressing himself on her, he couldn’t control himself and kissed her neck while caressing her stomach through the kameez.

“”Coffee… Salim ji… ” mom said turning towards him, handing him coffee mug. He came back to the senses and realised that coffee was ready. Mom was behaving like nothing had happened.

“Can you lift me so that I can clean the fan?” asked mom as they finished their coffee.

Mom took a cloth in her hand and stood below the fan, facing uncle. Uncle wrapped his hands around her, and lifted her, pressing her ass from behind. Mom realised how strong he was and complimented him.

“Woman on top… isn’t it, salim?” Mom was opening more and more, but not completely. Uncle’s face was right in front of her groin. Uncle realised she was calling him Vinod now. He pushed his face suddenly, which tickled mom and she started laughing uncontrolled. Uncle did it again and again and mom continued. She was asking him to stop but he did not listen. Mom asked him to put her down. Uncle lowered her down slowly and stopped when her boobs came close to his face. He again pressed his face slightly, licked them for a second and then put her down. She was tickled so much that tears could be seen on her cheeks. She waited and checked her clothes and again stood facing uncle. This time he turned her around and lifted her again. Mom started cleaning fan again. Uncle didn’t do anything. She was facing away from him, so she looked behind her back, down, at uncle and wiggled her ass slightly. Uncle smiled but didn’t do anything.

“I’m done Salim ji You can put me down now… ” said mom. And uncle did, very slowly. Now she was standing on the ground facing away from uncle, still in uncle’s strong grip. He slowly moved his hands upwards from her waist and stopped with his palms covering her boobs.

“Thank you Salim ji… ” said mom and started walking away from him when uncle suddenly stopped her by grabbing her boobs. “Aaaahhhh…salim.. ” she said gasping. Uncle started massaging her boobs and was pulling her towards him. Mom was breathing heavily now. She was lost in pleasure. Uncle gathered her hair and pulled back with a jerk. With one hand he was kneading her chest roughly now. He kissed her on her cheek close to the lips and gave a lick. Mom moved her head away from him, panting, short of breath. “You are so beautiful, aarti… ” said uncle while licking her cheek again, leaving a trail of saliva. Mom moved away from him, wiping the saliva off with the back of hand. She turned to look at him seductively. Her kameez was crumpled with a strap of bra peeking out. She straightened her dress and massaged her boobs lightly, saying “That was rough… ” her eyes were wet

Part 2

“Its lunchtime… said uncle.

“Not yet… you need to work some more, to earn yourself LUNCH… ” mom gave an indecent expression while saying that last word and winked at him while entering bathroom. He thought about following her but she locked the door from inside. The teasing was just too much for uncle.

They were in the hall, relaxing after lunch. Mom told him to clean the TV table and she herself started with the couch. After some time mom was sitting on the couch while uncle finished with TV table. He switched on the TV and came to join mom in the couch. The song ‘sheila ki jawani’ was playing on a music channel.

“She’s fucking sexy… ” uncle murmured just enough for mom to listen. She was surprised by his language. She wanted to show him that she too can sway like that. She stood between him and the TV. She took her dupatta off and hurled at him and started gyrating her body. She shook her boobs wildly and was giving lewd expressions. Uncle waited for the song to end, switched of the TV, and sat back on the couch. Mom reached for her dupatta which was in his hand. She tried to pull it but uncle pulled it along with her. She fell in his laps.

“Look at me, aarti… ” he turned her head towards him and set her hair aside and licked his lips. She knew what he up to was. She closed her eyes and waited. Uncle read the opportunity and took his tongue out and licked her chin. Mom gasped and waited for him to proceed.

“You have beautiful, luscious lips, aarti… ” Uncle whispered.

“Ohhhhh, salim..?” She said opening her eyes, “my horizontal ones… right?”

He smiled and took his tongue out again and this time gave a long lick from chin to the angle of eye. Mom was quivering now. There was pin-drop silence in the room. Uncle licked her lower lip this time. Mom was breathing hard. Then he licked both the lips together making them wet with his saliva. Mom opened her eyes and licked her lips dry looking into his eyes. He licked them again to make them wet. Mom repeated her move. This time as uncle took his tongue out to lick; she parted her lips and protruded her tongue. Mom shivered as their tongues got to know each other. It was an erotic scene. Mom was completely turned on by now. Uncle explored insides of her mouth for a good 10 minutes with his tongue. Mom too responded by licking his lips dry.

Mom then jumped from his laps, and went to the windows. Uncle was puzzled. But she looked out of the window and then closed it, pulled the curtains. Uncle got the hint. He adjusted himself on the couch. Mom came back and positioned herself back in his laps, facing away from him. Uncle grabbed her left boob in his left hand, through the kameez and put his right hand on her thigh. He tried to pinch her nipple but she was wearing bra. He pulled her kameez up and passed both his hands under it. Now he was stroking her bellybutton with his magical fingers. He moved up and felt her boobs over her bra. He undid the hooks and pulled her bra down. And for the first time he was touching her boobs directly. Her skin was soft and delicate.

Uncle liked rough and hardcore sex. He felt pity for her as he realised she would not be able to handle his assault. He held both her nipples in his fingers, and started rolling and pulling them lightly. Mom was in heaven. Uncle controlled his urge to pinch the nipples hard.

“You are a flimsy and delicate woman,.. aarti”uncle said while worshipping her nipples. “You can still say no to this… ” he continued. Mom was in no mood to talk. She covered his hands with her over the dress.

“Stop crying salim, show me what you’ve got… come on… honey” mom said challenging him.

“Ok aarti darling… I was just giving you a chance to… ” uncle couldn’t continue his sentence as mom locked her lips with his… uncle started pulling her nipples hard now, pinching them in between. Mom broke the kiss and started writhing in pain. She tried to stand up but uncle locked her legs with his. He moved one hand down towards her private area which was yet to be trespassed. He tried to pass his hand under her salwar but the lace was secured tightly. So he moved his hand over the salwar. He lightly touched the inside of her thigh. Mom inhaled with a saucy look on her face. She shuddered at his touch, unable to move. He stroked her thigh for a while and started moving his hand upwards. His finger touched her panties covered pussy only to find it was wet with her juices.

“Vertical lips… Aarti… your subtle, delicate vertical lips… finally” uncle was fulfilling his dream. Mom was short of breath, trembling. Uncle started stroking pussy of a beautiful woman he was dreaming of all these days. His cock was rock hard by now in his pants and mom was sitting directly on it. He started stroking her cunt faster. Her pussy tingled with pleasure and excitement at the sheer fact that an almost stranger was doing it to her. Mom tried to pull his hand away but uncle slapped her hand and threw it away. He was doing it vigorously now. Mom tried to stop him again, she was breathing rapidly. Uncle caught her hands together in one hand and started the cunt massage. He stopped for a second and whispered something. She nodded yes and then he spread her legs with his, opening her legs wide. I knew she was close to her first orgasm from a man other than her husband. He secured her hands and legs and yelled,

“Cum for me aarti… cum for your new lover… Cum for me… ” and moved his fingers faster. Mom started quivering and begged him to stop, he didn’t and she started convulsing in his grips.

“Oh my god… oh my god… aaaaaaaahhhhhh… uuuiiiiiiimaaaaaaa… aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh… Salim… pleeeeease… stooooop… aaah… aaahhhh… Aaaaaahhhhhhh salim.. oh my god” mom rolled her eyes up and jerked her body heavily. Uncle kept stroking her throughout her orgasm and stopped only after she calmed down.

Salim.. ” she was still gasping “you are an artist… you sure know how to treat a woman… ”

“Round two… mam… “Uncle said pulling her up again. Her limbs still in his strong grips.

“Stop it salim… aaahhhhhh” mom said jerking her hips upwards from his laps, falling back on his rock hard cock.

“Sssshhhh… Just enjoy mam… ” uncle said as he kissed her earlobe.
Salim… pleaaaaaseeeeeeeee… aaahhhh… aaaaahhhhhh… aaa ” mom stopped struggling as she was unable to move. Uncle started his assault again. Mom was on the verge of another orgasm. Uncle stopped for a second and took her right hand with his, “Let’s do it together… mam”. Uncle entangled his fingers with hers and pushed her salwar and panties in between her pussy lips. Mom started to roll her hips in small circles on his cock. His left hand was holding her left wrist; he put it on her boobs and started massaging. Mom’s bangles started making sweet sound as she started moving her hand violently on her pussy.

“Aaaaaaaaaiiiiii… aaaahhhhhhhhh…saliiiiiiiiiiim… I’m cumming… Cumming… Cumming… ” she left her pussy and started kneading her boobs with both hands. Uncle continued his work on her delicate genitals. Her juices were overflowing now. “Please stop…salimm… please… aahhhh”

Uncle left her pussy and kissed her lips as she came down.

“Want more, aarti..?” uncle asked mom reaching for her pussy again with his hand.

“Urrghhhh… ” mom groaned and covered her pussy with both her hands.

“Come on,aarti.. last one… ” he covered her hands with his.

“I said no… It’s hurting now… it’s oversensitive… ” mom was requesting him.

“Round three… mam… ” uncle said, briskly moving her hands away from her pussy and securing them in his left. Mom started jerking violently as he touched her sensitive mound. He tried to pull her lips through the panties and thin material of salwar. Mom shuddered at his touch. Then he squashed her lips hard and mom cried out loud. Her toes curled and eyes shut. He did it again and now mom was shaking and she was in tears now.

“aaaaaaaiiiiiiii… uuuuhhhhhh…salim stop it… ” Mom begged him this time. He started massaging again and within seconds mom was in convulsions. He left her this time as he realised her situation.

She fell on the floor as he left her unlocking her legs. She quivered on the floor and folded her legs, pressing against her stomach. After five minutes, she opened her eyes, looked at uncle and said, “You almost killed me… Salim ji. Thank you.” Uncle positioned himself on top of her and locked lips with her. Mom broke the kiss and told him that he was ruthless on her.

“Oh… I’m so sorry aarti… but I just couldn’t control. I dreamt of touching you from the day I saw you.”

“All men are same… ” said mom.

“But only few are lucky… like me” uncle said smiling at mom.

“Jara dekhne to de janeman, itna juice kaha se nikla…? (let me have a look, darling, from where are you leaking so much)” uncle said pulling her salwar down.

“Nahi salim ji, abhi nahi… please (not now salim ji)” mom reached down to stop him, “Megha will be coming anytime.”

“Come on, Phir main chala jaunga aarti promise. (Then I’ll leave, Shilpa) ” uncle pleaded and pulled her kameez up. He tried to release the knot of her salwar but failed.

“kabhi aurat ke kapde nahi utare kya…?(Haven’t you ever undressed a woman?)” mom asked smiling and released the knot herself. Uncle pulled her salwar down and left it around her knees. Mom covered her face with her hands and giggled.

“aaahh… beauty” he said as he looked at her beautiful, toned thighs. He tangled his fingers in waistband of her panties and pulled down in a swift motion. Mom gasped and looked away. Uncle was having a look at her hair covered cunt. His cock was aching now. He realised her lips were red from the assault his fingers had inflicted on her delicate pussy lips.

“Oh my god… see what I’ve done to you… ” he exclaimed, seeping some juices from her pussy and licking them. Mom lifted herself on her elbows and looked at her red pussy lips and said naughtily, “look at her salim… She’s crying now… say sorry to her.”

Uncle took the hint and lowered his head to lick some juices. Mom cried out as he started licking her vertical lips with his tongue. He pulled her pussy hair with a jerk, saying “I don’t like these… darling… “, giving another pull, harder this time. Mom screamed and pushed his head away and stood up catching her salwar to prevent it from falling. She went into the bathroom .
Movie ended:-

Three days passed, uncle didn’t show up. I was sitting in my room when I heard a knock on the door. Mom was in the hall, busy with her students, . She was wearing pink coloured saree with matching blouse. She opened the door and chatted with someone outside and closed the door. She started with her class again but was not concentrating. After five minutes I heard a knock on the door again. Mom opened the door and uncle came in. He sat on the couch and told mom to continue. Her students were children from our society. And it was birthday of one of them on that day. Mom had decided to celebrate the birthday and they had arranged for the cake. Mom called me. After cutting the cake, mom fed all the students and reached uncle to feed the cake, but realising my presence, she just handed him a piece. They decided to play something, uncle suggested hide and seek.

“Sorry mom, but I have work to finish… you continue… and please don’t disturb me… ” I left for my room as I didn’t want to disturb uncle and mom.
My cameras were at work again.

After some time it was uncle’s turn to find them. They had switched off the lights. Mom was hiding in the kitchen, under the dining table. Uncle reached there and pulled her out grabbing her ankle. He locked the kitchen door from inside and switched on the light.

“Not nosalim.. Please try to understand… Megha is… ” mom said while standing up.

“Just one kiss… Aarti… please… ” uncle pulled her close and planted a kiss on her forehead. Mom stood on her toes and pulled uncle’s head down, kissing him on his lips, passionately. Uncle grabbed her ass from behind and pulled her towards kitchen counter. Pressing her against the counter, he pulled the pallu of her saree aside and kissed her on the cleavage. Putting her on the counter, he pressed her boobs together from sides. Mom inhaled as much air as she could, which made her chest more prominent. Uncle increased pressure and looked at her.

“aaahhhhhh… bas karo Salim ji… nahi niklega doodh… ”

“Oh really…? Let me try again… ” uncle said pressing even harder. He licked her boobs and left her. He kneeled down and spread her legs. He lifted her saree and gathered it around her knees. Then he lifted her leg catching her anklet and kissed her toe, giving her goose-bumps. Mom shivered as uncle continued kissing her leg.

They were startled by a knock on the door. Uncle reached at her knees and pulled her down to stand up and turned her around. He pushed her suddenly; she supported herself putting her elbows on the counter. Uncle pulled her saree all the way up to her waist and took hold of her panties.

“Salim what are you doing… leave me… ” mom tried to stop him. She tried to push his hand away but uncle pulled her panties down to her ankles.

“That’s my trophy… ” uncle said and looked at mom, she stepped out. Uncle took her panties in his hand and sniffed it looking at her. Then he folded it neatly and put it in his pocket. Mom checked her clothes and opened the door. Mom asked all the students to leave. Uncle too left after kissing her.

Days after, one evening, mom was getting ready for dandiya night. She wore a red coloured chiffon saree and sleeveless blouse. She was looking beautiful and hot. She applied red lipstick and added some jewellery. Her hands were looking beautiful with mehendi and bangles. She emptied almost half bottle of scent on her body. She was looking like a newlywed bride. Then she took her phone and dialled a number. She waited for a few seconds and then threw the phone on the bed. I heard the door open and uncle came in. I wondered how he ?? He entered mom’s room directly. Asked kaha ki taiyari hai aarti ji??
Mom said dandiya dkhne jaa tahi hu .g
Uncle said me bhi udhar hi Jan Raha hu,if you wish I can drop you.
Mom saI’d ok. Uncle adjusted the bulge in his pants. Mom had noticed it before him. He stood there with his mouth open. Mom checked herself in the mirror again. Uncle walked towards her and touched her upper back.

“Aaj to suhagrat manake rahenge… kya kehti ho jaan… (Today we will celebrate first night) ” uncle said kissing her on her back.

“I’m getting late… Salim. Let’s go. Aur waise bhi aaj megha gharpe hai… so… no plans… ok? Mom said leaving her room. They left in his car. Uncle was driving.

I waited for the night. I was standing in the balcony when I saw the car coming back at around midnight. Uncle was in the driver’s seat. Mom walked towards stairs. Uncle locked the car and followed mom. They reached and mom opened the door.

“Good night, salim.. ” mom waited for him to leave. Uncle went upstairs. Mom came in closing the door behind her. She plugged her phone for charging and entered her room and switched off the lights. Nothing happened for 20 minutes. It was disappointing for me. I came out of my room and peeked in mom’s room. She was asleep. She had not changed her clothes. I thought for a while and took mom’s phone and dialled uncle’s number. I was speechless as it showed uncle’s name as ‘luv’. I gave a missed call and went in my room. I switched off the lights and waited.

I heard the main door open within minutes. Uncle closed the door and peeked inside my room. He closed the door from outside and locked it. I came out in the balcony, common to mom’s room and started looking in mom’s room through the small window.

Uncle entered mom’s room and locked the door from inside. He switched the night lamp on. He sat beside her on the bed after setting his video cam on a table.

“I knew aarti… You wanted this to happen tonight… I knew it… The way you kissed me in the car… the way you were trying to seduce me… the way you looked at me while dancing… I knew it… the way you removed your panties and handed it to me when we left… what a slut you are, arti… I love you and I’m not going to disappoint you… ” he was talking, his fingers playing with her hair. Then he started playing with her bellybutton. I knew that would wake her up and it did. Mom suddenly woke up and pushed uncle, she jumped out of the bed. Uncle caught her and covered her mouth before she yelled.

Salim ji.? What are you doing here…? I told you… Megha is home.” Mom said as uncle made her sit on the bed. He smiled, thinking she was acting.

“Shut up baby… you can’t play this game with me.” uncle kissed her on her hand.

“But megha. “Mom couldn’t continue as uncle put his finger on her lips.

“Meghais asleep and I’ve locked his door, aarti. Aur waise bhi aaj suhagrat hai hamari… ghar ke log disturb nahi karenge… ” he laughed playing with her pallu. Mom was convinced and ready to enjoy her second Suhagrat.

Salim.. ji… to phir ho jaane do… ” mom said. Uncle sat next to her and waited.

“Wait a minute… ” said mom and opened the door. I thought she wanted to check me. Uncle asked her if she was going to check my room. She said no and went in the kitchen.

Uncle waited, sitting in a chair. Mom came in after ten minutes with milk filled glass and a burning candle in her hand. She wanted it perfect. She put it on the stool near the night lamp. Then she sat on the bed and covered her head with the pallu like a traditional Indian newlywed bride does at first night. Uncle took the hint and sat in front of her. He slowly lifted her pallu and looked at her. Mom looked at him and handed him the milk. Uncle took a sip and then offered mom. Mom took one and they repeated it twice. A drop of milk was hanging from mom’s lower lip, uncle kissed it. Then he took another sip and pulled mom closer. Mom opened her mouth taking the hint and drank the milk from his mouth. Uncle then dipped his fingers in the remaining milk and mom sucked it from his fingers. A modest woman a few weeks before, was now turned into a slut.

Uncle laid mom on the bed and asked her to close her eyes while he unbuttoned his shirt. Now he was wearing only his denim jeans. Mom was still in her evening attire. He pulled the pallu of her saree and left it aside. Her boobs were in front of him now, confined in bra and blouse. Uncle bent on her and kissed her boobs through the blouse.

He unhooked her blouse and pulled it off her chest, mom helped him remove it completely. He was looking at her black lace bra. He wasn’t pressing her boobs yet. Uncle kissed her stomach and bellybutton. Her body was shaking by now. He untucked her saree from her waist with a jerk.

“Salim. ” mom exclaimed. Uncle continued pulling her saree. She lifted her ass to help him undrape.

“Wifey hates saree… ” He removed her saree and threw it on the floor. Now she was in black petticoat and bra.

“yes hubby… ” mom responded. I was speechless. Uncle reached the foot end of bed and sucked mom’s toes. She curled her toes as he reached each toe. Then he unhooked her anklets and threw them on the floor. Mom was turned on so much that she would allow him anything. Uncle came up again and tried to untie her petticoat. Mom loosened it a bit to help uncle. He threw it on the floor with the saree. She was naked underneath as her pantie was already with uncle.


lustful eyes. She had cleaned her bush for uncle. I was looking her pussy for the first time. Her beautiful, creamy pussy gave me a hard on.

“She is going to get some damage tonight… ” uncle said caressing her pussy lightly. I knew his intentions.

“Oh… what are you going to do to her… Salim?” mom asked him playfully, unaware of his sex drive.

“I’m going to teach her some lesson… for teasing me all these days… “uncle said with some anger.

“Look she is already crying… ” mom hinted she was wet with her juices.

“She is going to cry like that for all the night… ” uncle said collecting some nectar from her cunt on his finger. He shoved his finger in her mouth, mom sucked on it reluctantly. Uncle climbed on the bed and positioned himself on her stomach with his knees on both sides of her body. He massaged her boobs through the bra for five minutes and when she was lost in the pleasure, yanked her bra off her boobs suddenly. Mom looked at him surprisingly, she was breathing heavily now. Her boobs were firm with brown nipples, standing erect. Uncle left them and removed her remaining jewellery. Mom was now completely naked in front of this animal, except her bangles and mangalsutra.

“I want to see my gift… Salim.. ” mom looked at his bulge and said.

“Are you sure..aarti?” uncle teased him. He pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed and stood in front of her. Mom unbuckled his belt as fast as she can and stopped before she unbuttoned his jeans.

“Let me guess… ummm 6 inches… right hubby?” mom said touching uncle’s bulge for the first time. She rubbed his cock through his pants. He unbuttoned it and pulled mom’s face close to his bulge before unzipping.

“I can’t wait,aarti… ” uncle said in desperation. Mom pulled the zip down and in one swift motion pulled uncle’s jeans to his knees.

“Oh my god… Salim… I can’t… I mean… What is this…?” mom was shocked to see his monster. Salim… that’s too big… ” . Uncle asked her to shut up. I could see fear in her eyes now.

“Get him ready, aati… for your pussy… she is crying… ” uncle said naughtily, pulling mom’s face close to it.

“What are you doing, salim? I have never done this… I won’t take it in my mouth… ” mom pushed him away.

“Come on aarti… there is always a first time… ” uncle tried to convince her.

“No salim. I’m sorry… I can’t do that… ” mom resisted. Now uncle couldn’t wait. He gathered her silky hair in one hand and pulled them back; mom arched her back and looked at him, shocked.

“Listen aarti.. I don’t want to hurt you… and I’m doing this because you only started this… you’ve been playing this game with me for weeks… ” uncle pressed his cock on her lips; mom opened her mouth with watery eyes. She caught his cockhead between her lips and looked at him. She was trying to please him now as he was angry. She wrapped her fingers around it and was amazed to notice that its girth was more than the length of her fingers. It was almost the same size as her wrist. She pulled the foreskin back with other hand. Now she was holding his cock with her fists and started licking its head. Then she tried to take it in her mouth. She could take only half its length inside. Uncle held her head and pushed more. Her jaw started aching. His monster was still growing, almost 8 and half inches now. Mom was trembling now as she realised she was in trouble now. Mom’s beautiful, manicured hand, long fingers with her diamond ring were contrasting with his black monster. Then he himself laid on the bed and pulled mom with him. He was handling her like a toy.

“Come on, my fuck doll… ” he said as he pulled her, the animal in him was coming out, watching my beautiful mom, naked for the first time. He positioned her in 69 position and mom started sucking his cock again. Uncle gave her cunt lips a sharp lick. Mom shuddered at his first lick and started trembling as uncle started licking her pussy, slurping her lips. She couldn’t concentrate on his cock, uncle lifted his hips and pushed her head down, entering her mouth. He pushed his tongue in her cunt lips, spreading them with his fingers. Mom was shaking heavily now. I couldn’t see clearly but the way she was struggling on his rod, she was reaching her orgasm, first one of the night.

“Aaaahhhhh..salim.. Please… ” mom said while giving uncle quick licks. Her lipstick had turned his cock light red.

5 thoughts on “My conservative mom seduced

  1. Megha meri or apki mummy dono hi Muslim ki rakhail ban gyi Pr kyu ye smjh nhi aaya. Mere papa Ne sb kuch to diya meri mummy ko ghar pyar bache gaadi sb kuch fr b Vo third class Muslim firoz ki rakhail ban gyi kyu

  2. The video started with a middle aged woman giving blowjob. She was on her knees with one hand wrapped around the cock in her mouth. The man was trying to gag her with his massive cock. Yes, it was massive, around 8-9 inches long, 4 inches round. He was shooting the video with mobile camera. After sometime he set the camera on a nearby table. The woman was lying on her back, as the man set himself over her to enter her. And then I saw his face for the first time and it was shocking to see that the man was none other than Vinod uncle. I paused the video and thought for a while, maybe it was his wife. She was around 25. I started the video and was shocked to see his cock had swelled even more. He started pounding her. She begged him to stop, but he didn’t. She was yelling like anything. After 20 minutes, she became silent. But uncle didn’t stop. Then I realised that she had passed out. Then uncle took his cock out and sprayed 7-8 spurts of cum on her face.

    “Thank you salim ji, I can play now.” Said mom. “You are welcome aarti ji” said uncle and sat at his place again. They started playing but uncle could not concentrate as he was in heaven. He looked around to find that my door was still closed. “Megha still seems to be busy with her friends , Shilpa ji” he tried to crack a conversation. “I don’t interfere much in his matters, Salim ji. And I trust her as she is our only daughter” mom tried to explain.

    In the first para posted above the name of uncle was Vinod and suddenly everywhere we find its Salim

    In the second para at one stage Salim calls name “Shilpa ji” and thereafter and before that its all the way Aarti

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