My Wife made My Mom a Whore

Hello All, My name is Mayank. I am a 32-year-old guy from India, currently settled in Brazil. I studied in Germany and then moved to Brazil because of my Brazilian girlfriend and her father.

This story is about my mother, Heenal (55-year-old, stat 38D-32-36), who turned from a conservative Gujrati Indian lady into my father-in-law’s whore.

Let’s begin. Let me introduce the characters in this.
Me: Mayank (32) 5Ft 6 with a 6.5-inch boner and 3 inches thick.

My wife: Valeria (36) vital stats 34DD-30-36. I met her during my course in a strip club. She worked as a stripper there. Valeria eloped and fled Brazil with one of her boyfriends when she was 23. She was working as a waitress in a bar when a goon saw her.

Her husband sold her to the goon’s cartel, where she worked as a stripper. The police rescued her and all the other girls. She couldn’t land any other job other than this. She continued being a stripper, dancing naked in front of people. On one such visit to a strip club for fun, I couldn’t take my eyes off her beauty.

She saw me watching her and not lusting for her. She offered me a free lap dance and caught hold of me before leaving. We met each other after that. In the second meet, I was banging her already. Valeria was a stripper, but she never fucked anyone other than one man.

Her Father: Manuel (61), was fit and handsome with a 6inch boner 2.5 inches thick. At first, he was a farmer, then worked for some rich man and eventually took over his business. He had a high sex drive. He was the only man who fucked Valeria when she was a stripper.

Since she eloped, her father was not in contact with her and had no idea about her. He came over for his business trip and, being a sex addict, visited the strip club only to find his daughter dancing there naked. She gave him a lap dance and, at the same time, felt his cock harden for her.

Being a sex addict’s daughter, she was also turned on and took her father’s dick in her. Even she couldn’t take his stamina and couldn’t satisfy him. That night the father-daughter duo bonded too much again. But this time, in a more open relationship. The daughter would get whores for her father every night.

My mother: Heenal, was a pious modern, God-fearing lady. My father cheated on her and left her with reasonable alimony, which helped her raise me and send me abroad. I was everything to my mother, and she loved me too much. She loved to be dressed in trendy clothes, but nothing showed her body.

I told her about Valeria and her age and background, but not her work. My mother was not happy at first but later agreed to my happiness. She flew to Germany, where Valeria and I got married. We then moved to Brazil to Valeria’s father’s place.

Manuel involved me in his business. He had a good house near the beaches where his chain of strip clubs and pubs in Brazil. He even ran a massage parlour which was nothing but a whore house, where the girls gave naked massages at first and then fucked with men.

He seemed like a tough guy for someone like my mother. Manuel would generally roam the city in his shorts and shirts with his buttons open. You could see his willy moving as he never wore underwear. I was worried that my mother would not like this and would ostracize me for getting into this.

Instead, my mother mixed in well with Valeria and, more importantly, her father. It had been three months. Initially, Valeria and I would have sex only when my mother was not in the house, but now she did not worry much. We had sex every day, and she was pretty wild too.

Summers had started, and Valeria would roam in the house in her thin gowns without her undergarment, and they showed ample cleavage. My mother always wore her traditional dresses, kurta, and leggings at home or when they went out initially. But I could see her changing.

She started wearing only her kurta without her undergarments. Weekends were busy for us; both I and Valeria would be at the pub. Valeria was one hot slut, and she matched my sexual appetite very well. We fucked every day, and now it was getting intense every time.

First, it was once every day, and in a few days, it went on to twice a day. When she needed my cock, she needed it. We would fuck in the car, my office, and the pub, and we even did it on the streets. It had been a month, and I had not spent time with my mom.

I was busy with work, and she would also spend a lot of time with Manuel. It was a hot Tuesday evening. Mom was sitting on the porch wearing her sleeveless kurta, which had a cut from the hip. Her whole leg was exposed, and she sat cross-legged on the couch. Her legs seemed toned and sexy.

Me: Why are you sitting alone here?

Mom: No, not alone. Manuel is coming. He went in to grab a beer.

Me: You like it here?

Mom: Yes, I do. Valeria is a sweetheart, and Manuel is nice too. It is nice of him to let us stay in their house.

Me: That is sweet of you. I know she is not the kind of daughter-in-law you wanted. You don’t like how she dresses at times or the atmosphere here. You are just doing it for me.

Mom: No, stupid, I love it here. I genuinely love Valeria, and there is nothing wrong with her dressing. It is too hot here, and besides, it is an open culture here. People stay naked at home among members. And considering her history, I know she wears those only because I am here.

My mother moved her leg, and I could see she had not worn any panty and her pussy was visible. It was clean shaved. I looked at it. She watched me stare at her pussy, and how she reacted after that blew me off.

Mom: Hey, stop looking like a hungry dog. Don’t you see Valeria’s cunt every day? You horny boy.

I was spellbound and was lost for words when she said that.

Me: You know about her history.

Mom: Yes, I know she was a stripper, and she used to dance naked in the strip club. Also, she fled with a pimp who made her stripper, and Manuel fucked her.

I never imagined that I would hear these words from my mother. I looked shocked.

Mom: Don’t worry. I am okay with it. I have no issues. She is one sexy girl who can satisfy my horny son. I know what a fucker my son is. Valeria told me. Yeah, she sometimes tells me about your fuck sessions, like the one you had in the woods, in the office the other night on the side of the road. She told me all. And I must say, my son knows to satisfy a woman very well.

My face was shocked, and I was blushing. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Valeria came while mom was talking to me and sat next to her. She was wearing her bathrobe and was naked inside.

Valeria: Haha, look at him.

Both were laughing at me.

Mom: My poor boy, relax. It’s okay. I love Valeria. She has taught me to live my life for myself and not society. So you also don’t bother about back home. Enjoy your life here. Do whatever you feel like. I told Valeria I was fine if she wanted to be in a bikini at home or even naked.

Valeria: Yes, so am I. see.

She opened her bathrobe before mom and me and showed her naked body. She let the robe stay like that. Manuel walked in shirtless. Valeria was naked before him, and my mother’s whole legs were on display. She brought beer for Valeria and gave it to me too. I was hesitating.

Mom: Drink. You are a grown-ass man now. Now, why are you shy?

Valeria: Yeah, C’mon, your mom is being so bold, and why are you so shy. I told mom that she should start dressing in more one-pieces or bikinis if she wished. It is pretty hot here, and those kurtas make her sweat. But she tells me you won’t like it and what will dad think about it. Why won’t you like it?

I also now got bold and replied.

Me: Why would I have a problem. She is free to wear whatever she wants, just like she said, live your life. She should do too. I don’t mind if she wears a bikini at home or outside or stays naked. It is her choice.

Valeria: See, I told you, there is more that it meets the eye with him. Just enjoy your life.

Mom and I were looking at each other and talking through the eyes. I gave her a nod of yes with my eyes.

Manuel: Great. Then let’s celebrate. Here grab a beer, Heen. Come on, drink with us.

Mom took the bottle, and we toasted and started drinking. I was watching mom, but she did not create a face. I understood she did drink before too. Valeria got up and came close to me.

Manuel talked about his experiences, the ladies he has slept with, and the sexual encounters. It was almost an hour. Valeria had removed her robe, staying naked totally. We all were 3 beers down, and I was surprised at mom. Valeria was rubbing my cock over my shorts, and she whispered.

Valeria: Fuck me, baby, let’s go in.

I excused myself that I had to pee, and so did she. We went into the room and started kissing each other. We both had a quickie in the bathroom, and I returned to the living room. I saw the bottles there, but Manuel and mom were not there.

I picked mine and walked past Manuel’s room, where I heard soft moans.,I went near the door and felt my mom’s voice. The door was locked. I went around the house, peeped in from the window, and got the shock of my life. My mother was sucking Manuel’s cock, and she was stark naked.

He pressed her boobs, and another hand fingered her pussy from behind. She sucked him for 5 minutes, then turned around and started riding him. I couldn’t hear them as the window was closed. She bent forward, and Manuel was sucking her boobs while pounding her pussy.

They fucked in that position for 10 minutes. Then he turned my mom into a doggie position and started pounding her from behind. I saw her buttocks were nice and big, and he was spanking them. I put my ear to the window and heard them.

Mom: Aah! Easy you bastard. They are still red from morning’s spanking.

Manuel: I am sorry, love, but I cannot get enough of them.

Mom: We fuck at least 3 times a day, and you fuck my ass every day. You still can’t get enough. Aaahhh!

Manuel: I love your pussy and ass, and I am crazy for it. If we stayed alone without them, I wouldn’t have taken my dick out from your pussy.

He pounded her hard for ten minutes. When he was about to come, she went on her knees and took his cum in her mouth. She gulped it down, and they both kissed passionately after that.

Manuel and mom both cleaned themselves. Manuel was smoking pot and sitting on the chair naked. Mom came in, sat in his lap naked, and took a drag from him. She also had a tattoo on her pussy, and behind on her ass. It read “FUCK ME!” in Spanish.

My head was spinning now. I had too many surprises. But what I heard next was even more shocking.

Manuel: So how was it? Did Mayank say anything?

Mom: He sure was surprised to see me dressed only in the kurta and how I was sitting, showing him my cunt on purpose, my bold talks. Valeria was sitting naked in front of us. She helped a lot. While drinking beer, also he looked at me. Valeria made him admit and accept that I wear short clothes or a bikini or stay naked as per my choice.

Manuel: She did that? That is nice. So now, at least, I can see my baby in a bikini daily.

Mom: Yeah. I am so happy. Thank you.

Manuel: Thank you for what? I told you to let me talk to him. I would have told him that I am dating your mother and we will have sex daily. He is a grown-ass man, and he is banging my daughter even now. He wouldn’t have objected.

Mom: I don’t want my son to see me like a whore, so this is important. Even though I am your whore that is a different story. But I cannot go to him and tell him that I am addicted to Manuel’s dick, and I fuck with him like a whore, roam in Brazil in skimpy bikinis.

Manuel: You are not my whore, but I want to make you my slutty wife. Once he is on a page, I will fuck you in front of him.

Mom: Yes, baby, when he is on the same page, I will get naked and fuck you the whole day. Now let’s get dressed and go back. They will be done with their fuck session by now.

They both got dressed and came back. I was sitting there.

Me: Where were you. I am drinking alone here.

Manuel: Ahh, We went to use the washrooms. Where is Valeria?

Me: Oh, you guys also used the washrooms like us. Valeria was tired and high, so she went to sleep.

Watching them in action, my dick was already hard and was seen from my shorts. MOM LOOKED AT ME when I talked about washrooms, and our eyes met. I was giving her a smirk, and she blushed. She doubted that I saw probably. But we did not say anything.

I wanted to enjoy the seduction and see what she would do next. What happened next will tell you in the following story. In the meantime, you can read my other story.