Hasif discovers mom Ansa’s slutty secret

Hello all! This incident happened in the life of one of my friends, Hasif. In later stages, I happened to meet them at their place. But that’s another story I’ll narrate some other day. But for now, let me describe the incidents in Hasif’s words.

I am Hasif, and I live with my mother, Ansa, in Kozhikode, Kerala. We belong to an affluent family. My dad is earning good working as an engineer on an Oil rig. My younger brother stays with him and is studying there. He has good investment planning and has bought land in prominent areas.

We run an automobile showroom. My mom takes care of the overall management. We have a good and dedicated workforce to see through it daily. Overall my dad has arranged enough so that my mom can be involved in it and doesn’t feel boredom.

In the middle of all these, I saw Hisam uncle. He frequented our house regularly whenever I wasn’t at home. Whenever I asked, my mom used to say that he had come to discuss property documentation in court. But somewhere in my mind, I started to feel that something was fishy.

Meanwhile, I spoke openly about the things running in my mind with Sumit. He was damn sure that my mom was getting fucked by Hisam and the documents, and all was just a reason to fool me. Initially, I was a bit skeptical about Sumit’s opinion.

But as I started observing my mom, my doubts about her increased. I was keen to know the truth. Sumit suggested that I wait for a week and then tell her I would stay at my friend’s place.

On a particular Saturday, I told her the same and went to my friend’s home in the evening by 7. As I went by, my suspicion started to grow. I saw Hisam’s car passing by in the opposite direction. I called up Sumit and told the same. He told me to cut off my journey and get near my home.

It was around 7:30, and I could sense some activity inside my home. Two cars were parked at the entrance. I immediately knew my worst imagination was going on. But I wasn’t sure whose the second car was. Some fear which can no way be described through words started to seep in, and I started to sweat.

I called Sumit and asked him what to do. He was the one I was sharing everything that came to mind. At that moment, I felt ashamed to consider that my mom was having sex with someone other than my dad. Though she used to dress modernly, she always wore a hijab.

I couldn’t imagine my mom. A good Muslim was cheating on my dad. However, Sumit told me not to bother about such things as sex is a natural game that adults play. I called him up and cried about my fate. It was a bit hard for me to digest the fact. I told him that I wanted to run away.

But Sumit laughed and said, “It’s your mom who spreads legs for someone’s dick. What wrong have you done to run away?” After discussing him, I was soothed and gathered some courage to face the situation. I was very clear that it was nothing other than sex going on inside.

I wanted to see it to believe it fully. Hence I parked my bike outside and tried to go in through the gate. But to my surprise, the gate had been locked. Hence I had no other way than climbing the compound wall. And slowly, I went all around the house to see if there was any way I could at least peep in.

But all the windows were closed securely. Hence I climbed up the ladder, which led to the overhead tank above my room on the first floor. We have a small terrace on the first floor and a door leading to the first floor. I thought of breaking open that door somehow to get in.

I jumped from the tank area onto the floor. Thankfully I hadn’t closed that door properly, and my mom rarely came up there. I thought I was lucky, and it was all God’s grace that I forgot to close that door. I got in through that door, and my heartbeat started to pace up, and there was some music going on.

I called Sumit on video and told him I didn’t know what to do. I already heard some sounds from downstairs. But I was afraid to move in and see. I didn’t know what to do after seeing it. However, Sumit pumped up my confidence. I mocked myself for the way I was fearful of doing nothing wrong.

It was my mom who was behaving like a slut. The word slut triggered something in me. I wanted to catch her red-handed to report it to dad. Still on a video call, I slowly stepped into the hall in front of my room. The living area on the ground floor is visible.

As I started putting each step towards the edge, my heart beat went up by 5 beats with each step. And finally, when I reached it, I saw the most shocking scene. I saw four people in the hall, and there was an orgy going on. A Bluetooth speaker was playing a high beat on a loop.

I saw two pairs of boobs bouncing and another lying down relaxed. My mom, Ansa and Sameera Aunty, who was 46, were facing the ceiling opposite each other on the two sofa chairs. I watched for a while to discover Hisam uncle’s dick thrusting my mom from below.

Muneer’s (35) was being pumped onto Sameera aunty’s pussy. Both the sluts had a clean-shaven pussy. My mom’s boobs were a bit saggy. Sameera aunty’s boobs looked round and more fleshy even at this age. Muneer’s wife, Mumtaz, looked tired.

She was lying on the sofa watching both women jumping with full energy over the two dicks. Muneer patted Sameera aunty’s shoulders. She stood up like spring, looking at her. My mom, too, got up from Hasim’s dick. She went in on her knees. I was thinking about what might follow next.

Sumit, who was watching the scene through the video call, told me to watch how my mom would drink Muneer’s cum. And as he said, my mom put her mouth on Muneer’s dick and started to suck his dick. And by the way Muneer’s body moved, I sensed he had come.

She started to lick his dick from top to bottom without leaving a single drop of cum to go to waste. Sameera was sucking Hisam’s dick slowly. After finishing gulping Muneer’s cum my mom turned 180 degrees while still on her knees. I could see her naked ass turning.

Then she grabbed Hasim’s dick saying, “Gimme your hubby’s juices, Sameera.” Sameera aunty said, “I helped Hasim hold it all for you.” By then, I heard Mumtaz saying, “One bitch who isn’t satisfied by any loads of cum.” I just got to know what a cum hungry bitch my mom was.

After emptying his balls in my mom’s mouth, Hasim entered the kitchen. I brought a few cans of Red Bull and threw one at each while still naked. I couldn’t sense any shame in anyone over there. Sumit mocked me, saying I was the only one in the home now who felt ashamed.

Even I felt that and asked what to do now. He said, “Nothing, bro, just walk in and let them know you were already there. And be calm. Just ask your mom what was going on.”

This time I felt I could do that. Even I was horny and wanted to see all the naked women up close. I just disconnected the call and went downstairs. They didn’t even initially know I was there. Hasim was kissing my mom, squeezing her boobs in one hand and holding red bull in the other.

By this time, Mumtaz was licking Sameera aunty’s cunt. Muneer was sucking Sameera aunty’s boobs. Then I calmly asked, “What is going on here?” Suddenly, everyone stood straight as if there was a thunder strike. Everybody looked at me.

My mom was right there in front of me with her boobs uncovered. Freshly fucked pussy shining a bit. She stood there looking at me for around 30 seconds and asked, “What are you doing here? How come you got in here?”

I replied, “That’s something I should ask. What are you doing here, and how come all these fellows got it in here?” She didn’t know what to say and ran away towards her room. Immediately I saw Sameera aunty signaling Hasim to follow my mom.

Muneer and Mumtaz were sitting there with shocked faces. However, Sameera aunty looked calm, walked towards me, put a hand over my chest, and said, “Sorry, Hasif, but I hope you are grown up and figure out what’s happening here.”

I said, “Aunty, this is nothing but cheating. How can such a thing happen at my home when my dad is….”

“Shh…” she kept her hand over my mouth, saying, “Baba, don’t think of anything else. You are not just a kid. You are a grown-up man, I guess.” She put her other hand down below my groin area to say, “Yes, I am right. You have grown up well, and you, too, are hard, aren’t you?”

I was now struggling to answer her. Without giving me more time to think, she put my hand on her boobs and pulled my pajamas down. Unknowing, I kneaded her boobs. She started to stroke my dick. Then she pushed me onto the sofa beside me.

Then got into her knees and straight away put her mouth over my dick. It was the first time someone touched my dick, but now she was blowing me. She ran her tongue all over and even licked my balls, making me jump while still sitting on the sofa.

“Hey, calm down, my boy, just sit back and experience the fun,” Sameera aunty said in a dominating tone. It was already too much for me. I could not control for long without realizing I had shot my load over Sameera aunty’s face. She was quick to see.

I was cumming. She put her mouth on my dick head so that I could shoot my cum into her mouth. She still sucked my dick after I shot my load and then took her mouth out. “That was a good load of cum, and your mom will surely love it,” she told me, winking.

I could not determine if it was real or going on in my dreams. Sameera sat beside me, made me lie down on her lap, and gave her boobs for me to suck. After a while of sucking, I felt another hand on my dick which started to stroke my limp dick.

After a while, I felt my dick being sucked. But I was so driven by Sameera aunty’s boobs and hard nipples. I didn’t even bother to see who was sucking my dick. I learned it was Mumtaz when I heard her say, “It’s hard again.”

Immediately Sameera aunty pushed my face away from her boobs. She got up and said, “Very good, Mumtaz, now you go away. This boy is going to be mine now.” She just giggled and sat on the chair while I was still lying on the sofa.

Sameera aunty got to the other side and climbed over me, putting one leg over the sofa while the other was on the floor. She positioned her pussy right above my dick which was now looking at the ceiling. Holding my dick in one hand, she slowly guided my dick inside her pussy.

It was so warm, and it was a heavenly feeling for me.

My dear friends, this was how my young friend Hasif was dragged over into incest, and it was a turning point in his life. I hope you all have enjoyed this narration and if you want me to write the next part of it, kindly email me. I can be reached if you key in [email protected].

After discovering the slutty side of his mom Hasif’s fantasies just started to grow on and on. When I was invited to his home, it was a celebration.