Mumbai Slum-bitch to Personal Whore

Hello everyone. I am Aashish from Mangalore, India. I am 32 years old single guy staying with my Mother, Vibha, in the slums of Mumbai. My mother is a 49-year-old milf with 36DD busts-34-and 38-inch round-shaped ass. This story is about how the slums of Mumbai changed my life forever. Let us begin.

We used to live in Mangalore, where I worked for a school. All was going well until one day. I walked into my parents, fighting at home. They had a big argument, and my father kicked us out of the home. I had no clue what had happened, and my mother did not tell me anything.

We stayed in a hotel for a week and then rented an apartment. We started settling in when they kicked me out of my job too. The principal was my father’s friend. He had me kicked out of my job and also our rented apartment. We did not have much money left and no relatives to support us.

My mother had a friend whom she often spoke to from Mumbai. But she did not know where she lived. She called her, and there we were 24 hours later at the CST station, waiting for her friend to come and pick us up. Her friend Rajini came to pick us up and took us to her home. It was in the chawls of Mumbai.

I had only seen such chawls in movies and never imagined I would be in them one day. I hated it there, but we were helpless. Now I was the only man in the house with three females, mom, Rajini, and her 37-year-old daughter. Let me give a brief intro to them.

Rajini was a 53-year-old busty lady with a figure of 36-36-38. She was fat and plump. Her daughter Varsha was 37 years old with a sexy figure of 34DD-30-36. She had a big ass. She was a widow. Both mother and daughter used to be dressed with make-up and cleavage show.

They told me Varsha worked at a hotel as a receptionist. A month had gone by. I could see my mother was well settled in their house. But I was still struggling to find a decent job. I would leave home every day in the morning for a job hunt and come back home only at night.

But that day, frustrated, I came home in the afternoon to get the biggest shock of my life. Walking towards the door, I heard hissing and giggling sounds from a room. Now the chawls have a common balcony, and all have a window facing the balcony. I was passing through one of the houses when I stopped.

I opened the window and slid the curtain. I got the shock of my life. Rajni aunty was sucking a Muslim man’s dick, sitting stark naked on the bed. He was Anees bhai, woh was a street seller.

AB: Aahh, aur geela kar usko. Kya mast choosti hai tu. Aah! Teri dost bhi mast chusti hai. (Aah, Yes, keep sucking like that. Yeah. Your friend also sucks well.)

R: Usne tujhse bhi chudwaya, chinaal saali? (Bloody bitch, she fucked you too.)

Just then, Anees bhai’s daughter Niyaz walked in from the kitchen. She was very calm and talked to the naked couple. Both were still going on and fucking in front of her.

N: Haan, chaachi, us din Abbu meri gand maar rahe the tab main unko dekh liya khidki se jhaakte hue, aur andar bula liya. Us dina Abbu ne hum dono ko ache se choda. Badi mast choot chatati hai woh, auraton ko bhi majja dena ache se aata hai unhe.

(Yes, the other day when Abbu and I were anal, she watched us. I invited her to join. She readily agreed and fucked with both of us.)

AB: Aur Usmaan toh pagal hogaya hai jab se use choda hai. Bas ek hi ratt laga baitha hai ke usse begum banake dubai le jaayega. Uske dosto ki biwiya waha bohat sexy kapde pehente hai. Khule main sex karte hai kahi bhi. Toh use bhi aisi begum chahiye.

(Usmaan has gone crazy after he fucked her. He wants to marry her and make her his wife so that he can flaunt his sexy wife as his other friends do.)

I was shocked to hear that my mother was fucking with men behind my back while I was busting my ass. I was furious then and turned on watching and hearing them. Rajni started riding Anees bhai like a cowgirl, and he was mauling her boobs.

R: Ah, aur jor se kar. Do din se chut mein lund nahi gaya. Tu mitade saari khujli aj. Saali ne bataya nahi Usmaan se bhi chudwayi woh, kab choda usne?”

(Aaah. Fuck me harder. I have been horny for two days now. That bitch never told me she fucked with Usmaan).

N: Kal subhe. Usmaan uncle ko khujli machi thi, isliye woh aapko ya varsha ko chodne ghar gaye. Toh dekha Varsha apne boss se chudwa rahi thi, woh khade rehke dekh rahe the aur apna lund daba rahe the, tab aunty ne dekh liya aur unka lund pakad ke andar le gayi. Lungi utari aur lund muh main le liya. Fir Usman uncle ne udhar hi unko chodna shuru kar diya aur Varsha aur uska boss ko join kar gaye.

(Yesterday morning. Usmaan got up with a hard-on, and he wanted a pussy. He went to your room looking out for your or Varsha, seeing Varsha fucking with her boss. He was pressing his dick when aunty saw him, pulled him inside, and started sucking his dick. They both got naked and fucked right there in front of Varsha and her boss with open doors.)

Now I was hard as hell. Rajini was also turned on. Anees bent her on fours and fucked her like a bitch in front of his daughter. I was amazed at how they were openly fucking in front of someone. After they were done, I moved toward our room and saw Usmaan come out of our room.

Our eyes met, and we both knew what had happened and that I was aware of it. We smiled at each other, and he just left. I went inside, and my mother looked happy. Also, I saw Varsha sitting there in her kurta, exposing her legs. Both were behaving as if nothing had happened. I had a hard-on and needed a release.

The bathroom in the house was open. It was just next to the sink, covered with curtains. I would bathe there wearing my boxers. But today, after what happened, I was bathing and wearing my underwear before my mother. She was making tea for me.

I heard her bangles wiggle, and from the corner of my eye, I saw Varsha biting her lips. When I was done, they stepped back, so I could not see them. But I knew they were there. I removed my underwear and let my hard dick come out. I pulled the foreskin back and gave it a little job.

I heard a sigh, but I did not react. Later, I wore my shorts and showed my hard-on to the ladies who were ogling at it.

That night Rajni asked me to sleep inside as it was getting hot outside. The room was made into a partition with a thin chuniri. I was made to sleep on one side. I slept only in my shorts and drifted into sleep. I got up in the middle of the night feeling wet on my cock.

I saw Varsha sucking my dick. She moved towards my side of the partition. When I looked on the other side, I saw Mom and Rajni in deep sleep. Varsha came up and signalled me to keep quiet. She asked me to get between her legs.

She was only wearing a gown and opened her two buttons, allowing me to suck her big melons. I pushed my dick into her wet pussy and started fucking her. She sighed but quickly pulled me over to kiss her to stop making noise.

I signalled about our mothers, but she comforted saying it was fine. I fucked her for 20 minutes, and we both came together. She looked satisfied, made her gown ok, and went to sleep.

The next day we were normal as if nothing had happened. Now I started bathing in underwear, even in front of her. We both were raising sexual tensions and seductions. Every night we would have a session next to our mothers, and they both knew about it but did not show it.

It was like two bodies meeting only to quench their thirst for sex. In all this, my eyes came off my mother, and I never realised that she and Usmaan were always horny and fucking. One fine evening, Varsha pulled me onto the terrace. We both were naked and fucking below the water tank.

Varsha: Randi ki aulad, aur jor se pel. Kya mast, kadak lund hai tera. Ahh. (You son of a whore, keep fucking harder.)

I went mad after hearing it and started pounding her like a bitch. We fucked like rabbits for 25 minutes, and I released my cum in Varsha’s mouth. I was catching my breath when Rajni called on my phone.

R: Kaha hai tu? Jaldi ghar aa, ek khush khabri deni hai. (Where are you? Come home quickly. There is good news.)

I reached home first, and Varsha came later. I saw Usmaan and Anees sitting there having tea.

Anees: Aao beta, yaha baitho. Yehi hai Aashish Usmaan bhai. Bohat mehenti ladka hai, aur suljha hua bhi. Aapki beti ka ache se khayal rakhega. Beta maine Usmaan bhai ke beti se tumhari shadi ki baat kar raha tha. Kyu Vibha behen aapko yeh Rishta chalega?

(Come on, have a seat. Usmaan, he is the one I was talking about. Son, I was talking about your marriage with Usman’s daughter.)

I was stunned for a moment and was sitting there like a puppet. My mother was tensed as I was getting older and not married yet. So she said yes, even though his daughter was 41 and divorced twice. I looked at her.

Mom: It is our fortune to have such nice rich people asking for you.

But Usmaan had some other plans. He showed that he was reluctant while Anees was pushing for this.

Usmaan: Anees bhai, aapki baat maan lete hai and chalo kar deta hu ye Rishta. Par meri ek shart hai?

(Ok, Anees, I will consider this, but I have a condition)

Usmaan:Yeh Rishta tabhi ho sakhta hai, agar Vibha ji mujhse Nikaah kare tab. Aise bhi shadi ke baad isne waha chale aana hai, yeh yaha pe akeli reh jaayegi aur waha main bhi akela ho jaaunga. Toh yeh apni ghrihasti sambhalenge aur mujhe bhi saathi mil jaayega. Boliye Vibha ji hai aapko manzoor? Banengi aap humari begum aur padhengi humse Nikaah?

(This marriage can happen if Vibha agrees to marry me. We both will be alone, so why not tie the knot. So tell me do you agree.)

Mom: Haan main tayyar hu, par bas ab yeh rishta manjoor ki-jiye. (Yes, I am ready.)

Anees: Vibhaji, aap soch samajhkar jawab de. Usmaan bhai bohut hi demanding aadmi hai apni beti ki tarah. Isliye inke teen talaak ho chuke hai. (Please think and answer Vibha. He is a very demanding person and so has been divorced thrice.)

Mom: Haan mujhe manjoor hai. Bas mere bete ki shadi karva do. (Yes, I agree)

Usmaan: Toh tayyar ho jaayiye meri begum. Nikaah ki tayyari shuru karte hai. (Then let’s start the plans for the wedding.)

Everybody clapped and congratulated me. Usmaan was now flirting with my mother. We all had sweets, and all four oldies went out and talked.

Rajni: Ab khush meri chinaal? Le hogaya ab ye lund tera officially. Ab lete rehna apni chut mein woh bhi bete ki marzi se. (Now, are you happy, my whore? Now keep fucking this dick in front of your son.)

Mom: Sahi plan banaya tum dono ne. Le Usmaan, aj se ye chut officially teri, ab jaha bolega wahi nangi hojaaungi aur chud jaaungi. (You guys planned it well. Now, Usmaan, I am officially your whore. Fuck me whenever and wherever you want.)

Usmaan: Haan meri jaan, aj se tu meri official randi begum. Yeh kapde wapde sab yehi chodke jaane hai. Nikaah ke baad toh kapde pehenne hi nahi dunga main tujhe. (From now on be ready to be a naked street whore.)

And they kissed each other.

What happened next will tell you in the next part.