Voyeur diaries – Mom with Sulaiman uncle

Hi, my name is Anoop from the Garden City of Bangalore. I hope you have read my previous story, ‘Voyeur Diaries – Watching Mom’s Acts.’ I’m a 24-year-old male leading a normal, decent life in a middle-class family.

I never thought my Mom, Jayalakshmi (Jaya), could go to such extremes for pleasure. I had thought her to be a peaceful, decent lady who agreed and supported my father and me in everything. Then I saw her getting fucked by my friend.

It was a festival last week (Varamahalakshmi). It’s a famous festival celebrated in Karnataka and southern states and a festival of only women. So women folk wear their best attires, and some purchase gifts and gold to make good food. So that day, there is a restricted holiday, and women celebrate it.

So it was a working day for me and Dad as usual. But for me, it was a half day off. I forgot to tell Mom or Dad about it. But before I went to work, I saw Mom had woken up early and had a bath. She was wearing a nice green colour silk saree with a short-sleeve blouse.

She had left her hair open, probably to dry after a bath. She was looking gorgeous. I envied my friend for getting such a lady as his sex partner. But I didn’t want to entertain such thoughts. Mom looked positively beautiful that day. The breakfast was also tasty and special.

Later, I heard Dad and Mom arguing, which wasn’t uncommon. Mom wanted Dad to come early, but he was stressing about the work, money, etc. I left for my job around 9 a.m. The work ended at noon. My boss told me to go home. I started my bike.

It was so hot outside like my head melted in the hot sun. My home was about 20 minutes drive from my workplace. I parked my bike under a tree before my house on that road. I entered the gate, which was not closed. I noticed a bike near my main gate that looked familiar.

I saw above the nameplate ‘Sulaiman’ and 786. I remembered it was Sulaiman Uncle’s bike. He stayed a few houses from ours and was not a regular visitor to our house. The only few times I’ve met him are during area functions and roaming around our house.

That’s when I felt this strange sensation and decided to voyeur my Mom. I quietly left the gate as it was and tiptoed into the side of our house. It had a row of windows in each room. I sat low and peeked just above the lower end of the hall window.

I noticed Mom on the side chair and Sulaiman Uncle sitting on the sofa and talking. I didn’t see any sexual or suspicious activity. I tried to eavesdrop on their talk.

Sulaiman: Jaya, bidu adhella jasti tension tagobeda nin ganda hange enu madakke agalla. (Jaya, it’s fine. Your husband is like that only. Can’t help it.)

First, I was shocked at him calling my Mom by her name. He never did that. The second thing is why he is talking about my Dad.

Mom spoke after a long pause: En madodu nanu enen madbeku ella madidini. Est anta kelsadhalli involve agtare avru. Enu bere kaansalla avrge. (I’ve tried all I could. He’s always working. He can’t think of anything other than that.)

My Mom had a sad face and wore the same dress I saw this morning. The same breakfast that we ate that morning was served to Uncle. There was a couple of minutes of silence. Then something unusual happened. Sulaiman Uncle got up and went straight to where Mom was sitting.

He didn’t think twice and put his right hand on Mom’s back. He tried consoling that it was okay and all. I felt angry and wanted to see what would happen next. Before that, let me tell you briefly about Uncle. He was about 40 years old, maybe 5-6 years younger than Mom. But his build was more than normal.

If he stood next to me, he’d easily overshadow even me. His height was maybe 6’2, with broad shoulders and a sturdy build. He was fair in complexion with a big moustache. So, as he stood next to Mom, he was overshadowing her.

After a few seconds, Mom looked up and again looked away.

Sulaiman: Baa Jaya nin maga anthu baralla alva ond time madi hogtini. (Come, Jaya, anyway, your son isn’t there. So I’ll do once and go.)

I was there only listening to the talks about me. My cock was throbbing now, waiting to see next. Mom didn’t speak, but she was sitting in the same position.

Sulaiman: Saree tumba sakkat agi kansta ide nin mele. (This saree looks good on you.)

He started rubbing his palms over her saree pallu and boobs. Mom didn’t protest a bit, so I thought this was going on for a long. After probably 2-3 minutes of thinking, Mom got up, and both started walking towards the bedroom. I left my position and moved to the partially open bedroom window.

There was nobody who could see me sitting there. Mom was sitting on the bed, looking down and shy. Sulaiman started putting hands on Mom’s back and neck, caressing her. He pulled her close to him, and both soon started kissing. Mom had closed her eyes lightly and stretched herself up to match his lips.

He was holding Mom by her shoulders and kissing him. His moustache was pricking Mom on her lips. She shamelessly opened her mouth to enter his tongue. Light sounds of the smooch were heard.

Mom spoke for the first time: Nange ivattu madana anta thumba mood ittu avru hange hodhru bittu. (I had so much desire to do today. He left without doing anything.)

I was shocked at Mom talking so openly. So, probably, the fight this morning was about this.

Sulaiman: Avndhu bidu Jaya iga nan bandidini alva baa nin thullige ge nan maja kodtini. (Leave him. I’m here, so I’ll give pleasure to your pussy.)

I was also angry with him, but more than that, I was excited. My cock was fully hard, and I started touching myself. Now he made Mom stand up and face the other side. He was trying to kiss her on the neck and earlobes. My legs trembled to look at that scene I barely imagined in my wildest dreams.

I got an erection and the hardest ever hard on seeing my mother like that with Sulaiman Uncle. He then unhooked the blouse from the front with his right hand and slipped his left hand into my Mom’s pallu.

Sulaiman Uncle also constantly moved his lower abdomen, rubbing his dick into the ass over her saree. He constantly told her, “Jaya, en sexy mai kai thumbkond ide nindu baa hatra Chinnu jaya.” (Jaya, you have a sexy body. Come closer.)

My brain was a mix of anger and thrill at the same time. After a while, my mother, I think, enjoyed it and started moaning softly. She first moaned when Uncle turned her and took her nipple in his mouth, squeezing the other boob with no gentleness. With a moan, she grabbed Uncle’s head with both hands.

I could see her buttocks right now and only imagine what he would have done to her boobs. Sulaiman Uncle then lifted her in his arms. He was powerful enough to pick up my Mom, who must be a 60-70 kg woman like that. Then he turned to throw her onto the bed.

I got the full view of her wonderful boobs with big black nipples on her fair body tone. My mother was lying on the bed with her breasts uncovered hanging. They were big enough not to fit in one hand. He then fully removed the green saree and kept it aside.

Then he lifted her petticoat to her waist, making the fat, plump, milky white legs and thighs visible. Mom had tremendous thunder thighs smooth like snow. My mother’s eyes were closed while he kissed her calves and thighs and reached the pussy area. It had grown pubic hairs like a bush.

It was full of black hair. From where I was, I couldn’t see it. But I could make out when Uncle opened the lips of her pussy. It was a horny scene as my mother moaned louder with each stroke he made with his right hand in her pussy.

In a few seconds, Uncle went on the floor, knelt and started sucking her pussy.  She folded her hands behind her head and helplessly started moving her pelvis. (Thika in Kannada.)

Sulaiman: Jaya, next time shata trim madu innu jasti madtini. (Next time, keep your pubic hair trimmed.)

My Mom was blushing red. He got up and opened his blue checkered lungi and trunks. My mother still had her eyes closed. He then took off his white shirt and became nude. His body physique was totally impressive. My father or even I couldn’t match him in that.

His chest was hairy, and when I saw his cock I almost gasped. I had only seen such a size in porn videos like African. It was partially erect and already like a black snake, maybe 8 inches long and thick. Since he was Muslim, the front portion skin was absent, and it looked like a big ping-pong ball.

Uncle now came to the bed beside Mom. He held my mother’s head from back with her hair. He tried to touch his dick to her lips. But she resisted for a few seconds, maybe because it was difficult to suck such a long, thick dick. It must be choking her.

He then held her hair from back. My Mom’s mouth opened, and he slid his cock inside her mouth. For some time, he tried to push his dick inward and kept moving her head to and fro with his hand. Soon, he stopped moving his hand, and my mother’s lips started moving.

His throbbing cock with a bluish vein visible on it shining with saliva. My mother, with her eyes closed, was sucking in full flow now. She used her expertise, moving her head to and fro until the pink tip of his huge cock was visible. Then, takes it completely inside her throat, choking herself.

I could never imagine she could do this. After sucking about 3-4 minutes, Uncle suddenly plopped his dick from her mouth. He asked my Mom to lie down, and she obeyed. He came above her and started kissing again her neck, lips and forehead.

I watched his now fully erect cock, trying to find its way inside from where I came to this world. Mom’s pubic hair was getting separated each time his cock hit it and combed through it. He now shifted her back on the bed so her head almost touched the bed’s headboard.

He could easily manoeuvre my Mom using his arms. My glance fell on the wall. It had a hung photo of my Mom and Dad smiling, taken probably 10-15 years ago. I felt sorry for Dad. Now Mom was holding his cock and playing with it placing it on her pussy and rubbing it without entering.

He now took his cock from Mom’s hand, and himself held it. He positioned it properly at her pussy entry. He kept both my Mom’s thunder thighs on his shoulders. He started covering the space left between them. Mom shamelessly let out a loud moan. I don’t know was painful or due to pleasure.

He again did the same action. Soon he was fucking my Mom’s pussy. She thrashed her head from side to side due to the size or fun. Her hair was covering her face and sticking to it due to sweating. The bed began creaking as he started fucking in full power.

My Mom was trying to push his body away from her involuntarily. But he was very strong. Mom bit her lower lips in pain and pleasure and scratched. He started fucking more and more longer strokes. My Mom’s legs were swinging in the air now and flying with each shot he gave.

He totally overshadowed my Mom’s body. All I could see was her thighs wrapped around his shoulders and her face at the top, making horny painful expressions. Soon he started banging like he was about to cum. He loosened his ass and shook his back. Mostly he has cum inside my Mom’s pussy.

He was catching his breath, kissing Mom’s neck, and licking the sweat. He fell beside her and was panting. His cock was fully whitish now and mostly had mixed juices of Mom’s and his. He rested for about 10 minutes. I had already jacked off once in my underwear itself, almost involuntarily.

As I thought it was done, he whispered something in Mom’s ear again. She was blushing and laughing. She was trying to negotiate something and push him off the bed. But he didn’t move an inch. Now, Uncle made Mom lie on her stomach, which she did.

Then he moved his hands under her belly and picked up her ass. She stood on her elbows and knees and bent her waist down, making her pussy visible from the back. He now entered from behind in her pussy and started fucking her. He was rougher in this position.

Mom was painfully moaning to stop. I became hard again seeing my Mom’s fat ass hitting his balls and pelvic bone. She was looking like a slut (soole) bent over. She probably cum and fell on her stomach, panting for a few minutes.

But Uncle was not yet done. He came on top of her again in that position and perpendicular to her. He again fucked her from that position though Mom wasn’t moving much. This time he removed his cock from her hole and splashed white jizz over her ass.

I saw so much liquid for the first time. It almost overflowed to the bed. After recovering, he cleaned his cock and cum on Mom’s back using her petticoat.

Mom looked tired and got up. She got herself cleaned up and started dressing up. He helped her with that. She looked exhausted and had sunken eyes. When she came to kiss him last time, she wasn’t walking properly and struggling with her legs wide. He kissed lightly on her lips and left.

I hid at the same place and then went out for some time. I came home after almost 1 more hour. My Mom, who just a few minutes ago was enjoying Uncle’s cock like a whore was now changed to a sati Savitri. She was cooking something in the kitchen.

I greeted her and noticed her soaked and soiled petticoat while passing her room. I didn’t want to ask, so I left.

Hopefully, all enjoyed reading my real story and shagged. I, too, had never expected this. Any cuckold Kannada couples or females can drop a message in the comments that you’re interested. Also, tell how you people felt about the incident or if anyone has a similar experience.