The First Of My Hot Mother’s Six Affairs

Hi, my name is Neel Roy. I currently live in Kolkata and study medicine. This story is about my mom, Neelam Roy, age 43.

With a good physique, 36B-32-36 body measurements, a height of 5’5” and a fair complexion, she is quite modern. My mom wears every kind of outfit, including bikinis and shorts dresses. Every man in our society wants to bang her.

We belong to a well-reputed family and have three marble factories in Rajasthan. So there are no money issues at all at home. Due to his business, my dad is busy and always traveling back and forth between Rajasthan and Kolkata.

Frankly, my mom had sex with a total of eight men till now, including me, my dad, and six other men. Having said that, let me start this story. In this story, I’m going to narrate you through the first incident which happened five years ago. I know about all of these incidents because she told me herself. And it’s a long story, so let’s take it slow.

Five years ago, my dad, my mom, and I went to attend a marriage function in the city of Ujjain, in Madhya Pradesh.

We were from the boy’s side and the hero of this incident, whose name was Biswajit, was from the girl’s side. Biswajit was from the South, aged around 40, and he was a huge, dark, handsome guy, with around a 6’2” height. The marriage was a high society event.

My mom had never had an affair or extramarital affection before that incident. She never knew that after that marriage event, she was going to change forever.

The marriage was a seven-day function. On the first day, all the guests were staying at a four-storied building. The ground floor was entirely for food and other such things. The first and second floors were for females and the third and the fourth for men only.

Everyone would be staying in that building only for two days. Because everyone was at the same place, they all were getting ready at the same time for that evening’s event.

My mom was feeling quite lazy at that moment and was not in any rush to get ready. She had never had an affair or any affection for other men before, so she wasn’t interested in catching anyone’s eye.

Every bathroom was occupied by the other women on the floor and the time was passing very quickly for her to get dressed. As every bathroom was occupied on her floor, my mom decided to come to our floor to take a bath. At that time, I was with my dad on the fourth floor and my mom was on the second floor.

She came upstairs and told my dad that she needed to get ready and take a bath, so my dad arranged a bathroom for her to get changed and take a bath. At the entrance to the bathroom, my mom and Biswajit crossed paths for the first time. Then, my mom went inside and Biswajit waited outside as he also wanted to take a bath.

After 40 minutes, my mom came outside wearing a churidar. And then Biswajit entered the bathroom. While he was crossing my mother in the doorway, he whispered to my mom, “You have such a seductive scent.” And my mother just awkwardly replied, “Thanks.”

Then, she went downstairs. As soon as she reached her room, she realized that she had forgotten her pink net bra and panties in the bathroom. So, she came upstairs again and she waited outside the bathroom. It was late by now, so there were very few people around.

After 30 minutes, Biswajit came outside. While passing her by, he again whispered, “That’s the best scent I have ever smelled, I loved it.” This time, my mother didn’t respond. She just went inside.

When she took her bra and panties she could feel something sticky over it. She was damn shocked! It was a thick white cum all over her pink net bra and panties!

She felt so ashamed that she just ran towards the terrace. When he saw this, Biswajit followed her to the terrace.

While holding onto her panties and bra, my mom could feel the heat and scent of his cum, which was very seductive. So, my mom tried to smell it and taste it, when she was alone on the terrace.

Luckily for him, Biswajit saw this, and then he moved towards mom. He asked her, “Kya hua Neelamji, aap upar kyun aa gayi?” (What happened Neelamji, why have you come upstairs?)

Mom – Kuch nahi, bas yeh kuch kapde kharab ho gaye the, unhe fekne aayi hoon. Ab yeh nahi pahan sakti. (I’ve just come to dispose of some clothes, as they are of no use now.)

Biswajit – Aisa bhi kya ho gaya, ji? (What has happened of such consequence?)

Mom – Kuch nahi ji. (Nothing)

Then, they came downstairs. Deep down, he knew that my mom was not satisfied. And my mom also felt like he was trying to impress her as she went to the venue.

After the event, everyone came back to the building, when suddenly my dad got a call from his manager. There was some problem with one of the marble cutting blades, and it could only be fixed if he was also there. So, he urgently left the event and headed toward Rajasthan.

Biswajit was very happy to learn of this incident. In the evening, everyone got a room at a resort. The resort management had been preparing all day for its guests. Mom and I got a room that was coincidentally next to Biswajit’s room. But I was not aware of any such situation between them at that time.

So, the next day, we all went out to the garden for breakfast. Mom was wearing a normal white salwar suit and her black bra was quite visible from underneath her kurta, as it was quite transparent. There, Biswajit came to us and asked about my father.

While asking, he was checking out my mom’s assets. But at that time, I had gone to another stall to check out the food.

Biswajit-Namaste ji, kaise ho? Aur bhaisahab dikhai nahi de rahe. Kahan gaye woh? (Hello, how are you? And where is your hubby? Why isn’t he around?)

Mom- Namaste ji, sab badiya. Woh factory mein kaam aa gaya toh woh wahan chale gaye. (Hello, everything is fine. There was some work in the factory, so he went there)

Biswajit- Vaise, kaafi sundar lag rahi hain aap toh. Pata nahi bhaisahab itni sundar wife ko kaise akela chod ke jaa sakte hain? (By the way, you look damn beautiful. How can your hubby leave such a beautiful wife here, alone?)

Mom- Arre, thanks. But kaam ke liye jaana padta hai. (Thanks, but due to work he needed to go there.)

Biswajit – Bura mat manna Neelam ji, but agar aap jaisi meri wife hoti, toh main doosri city toh kya, main toh room se bhi nahi nikalta! (Don’t mind my saying this, but if I had a wife like you, I never ever leave her. I wouldn’t even come out from her room!)

Mom – Arre, bas, bhaisahab, itni tariff. Vaise aapki wife or bacchen nahi dikh rahe. Woh nahi aaye kya? (Oh, thanks a lot. By the way, where are your wife and kids? I haven’t seen them around.)

Biswajit – Ji, main akela aaya hoon. Yahan aise event mein agar wife saath hoti toh aap jaisi sundar lady se baat thodi ho paati meri. (I came here alone. If my wife was here, I couldn’t even get a chance to talk with a beautiful lady like you.)

Mom – Arre, aap toh kaafi mazakia hain. (Oh man! You are quite funny.)

As he was very tall and my mom was quite small next to him, he was leaning in, and they were talking like a couple now. After that chitchat, they had breakfast together, and they talked for a while longer. Then, we came back to our room and we were getting ready for the evening event.

My mom was wearing a traditional Gujarati, pink-colored lehenga choli with a black sleeveless blouse with a shiny finish. Her boobs were popping out from her blouse. She was looking like a goddess at that time.

When we arrived at the venue, every man was looking at her like a hungry wolf. Every single man, including the young boys, were checking her out. Biswajit was also there and he was shocked after seeing my mom dressed like this.

I left to be with people of my own age. And there was Biswajit by her side, again trying to impress her.

Biswajit – Oh my god, Neelamji, aap kitne zyaada sundar aur bold aur hot lag rahi hain iss dress mein! (Oh my god, Neelamji, you are looking damn hot, bold, and beautiful in this dress!)

Mom – Thanks.

Biswajit – Aaj to aapne kahar hi kardi. Saare mard aaj aapko hi dekh rahe hain. Aapke pati sach me bahut lucky hain jo unko aisi wife mili. (Every single man here is staring at you. Your hubby is really damn lucky to have a wife like you.)

Mom – Thanks, but unko meri itni kadar kahan hai? Aaj bhi factory chale gaye. (Thanks, but he don’t care about me much. He left me here and went to the factory today.)

Biswajit – Arre, tension na lijiye. Main aaj aapko akela feel nahi hone doonga. Chalo kuch kha lete hain. (Don’t worry, I’ll be there for you today. I won’t let you feel lonely. Let’s go eat something.)

They both went to a sweet stall. There was a sweet rasmalai, and they both took one plate each.
While passing the plate, Biswajit accidentally dropped the rasmalai on my mom’s clothes. Well, it was his plan all along, I guess.

My mom got angry and then she was also sad. Biswajit also felt sorry and offered to help her out.

Biswajit – I’m so sorry, Neelamji. Yeh anjaane mein ho gaya. Please aap naraaz mat hoiye. Yahan garden ke paas ek washroom hai. Wahan chal lijiye. Main help kar doonga. Aap bas gussa mat kijiye. (I’m so sorry, Neelamji, please don’t be angry at me. There is a washroom near the garden. We can go there and I’ll help you to wash it.)

Mom- Its ok, but ab mujhe change karna padega. (Its ok but I think I need to change these clothes.)

Biswajit – Ok, Neelamji, main aapke saath chalta hoon. Yeh mere vajeh se hua hai. (Ok Neelamji, I’ll come with you as it’s my fault.)

They both went to our hotel room together and they entered our room. There he tried to wash it by himself.

Biswajit- Rukiye Neelamji, yeh shayad main wash kar sakta hoon. Ruko main aapki help kar deta hoon. (Wait, I can wash it. I’ll help you.)

After saying that, he started to clean my mom’s blouse. While he was doing this, he was so eager to press my mom’s boobs that he lost his control.  My mom was very shocked for a moment.

Mom- Wait Biswajit ji, yeh kya kar rahe ho? Wait! Nahi. Aap yeh nahi kar sakte. (Wait Biswajit ji, you can’t do this to me. Wait!)

But he didn’t listen to my mom and started to press her boobs and started kissing her hard. He was so wild by that time that my mom lost her control too. Suddenly she started moaning very loudly

Then after a deep ten-minute kiss and boobs press, he went down to my mom’s lehenga and he put his hand and face under her lehenga. He pulled off my mom’s panties with his mouth and he started kissing her whitish-pink, clean, shaved pussy. My mom always prefers to clean shave there.

And soon my mom was so damn out of control, she was loud and so horny that she discharged on his face in a few minutes.

But Biswajit was still wild, so he just took out his eight-inch cock. While he was taking it out, my mom checked out his big black cock. It was so big and damn hard and thick that she got scared, as my dad was only 6.5 inches long.

My mom was shocked. They both were sweating heavily. And they were not even naked yet. My mom stuck to a wall and Biswajit was so damn horny, he just put his cock in my mom’s pussy and gave it a damn hard hit inside my mom’s pussy.

My mom was too horny again, and then he started stroking his cock inside my mom. It took 10 or 12 strokes just to get half of his cock inside my mom. My mom was moaning even more loudly.

They were both breathing heavily. After so many shots, he discharged inside my mom. Then they went to bed together and slept.

My mom was so horny and so satisfied that she didn’t even resist or even talk much.

At that moment, Biswajit was the happiest man in the world. Then he started kissing and loving my mom. My mom was like a statue at that moment because they were so tired.

They slept for an hour and then she woke up and tried to get dressed. But Biswajit grabbed her and started kissing her again. Then, he removed her clothes and he was also nude.

My mom forgot about everything and she started kissing and loving Biswajit. He was a strong man with a lot of stamina. So they had sex for more than one hour for just one round. They continued to have sex regularly for the remaining six days. They continued their affair for a few more months after that.

There are five more affair stories to come.