Summary:
Noah wakes up with Jessie’s mom, sharing an intimate morning before cleaning the house and parting ways. He returns home with sister Maribel, where they shower together and face a brief interruption from their mom. At Priya’s house, Priya performs oral sex on him in the kitchen during a conversation with her mother, Patty. Tensions rise when Noah reveals Priya’s affair with a married man, exposing Steve’s infidelity. Patty confronts them, then seduces Noah, leading to encounters while punishing her family. Plans for further discipline with Priya shift to reconciliation, resolving family secrets through raw honesty.
Here is your Story: I Fucked a MILF While Cuckolding Her Cheating Husband
~~~ Thursday ~~~
Jessie’s mom still had her arms around my neck when I woke up. She had a leg thrown across my stomach too. As soon as she woke, she gave me a wide-eyed look. Then she relaxed and smiled. “Not a dream, then?” she asked.
“Nope,” I said.
She snuggled against me and kissed my cheek. I rolled her onto her back and fisted my already-stiff cock, bringing it to her entrance.
“Again?” she asked.
“That okay?” I asked.
“Whenever, wherever, as often as you want, handsome,” she answered.
We both moaned as I slid inside her. Fifteen minutes later, we both came again. I carried her to the shower, and we cleaned each other up. She knelt and sucked my dick until I ached. I pulled her up, picked her up, pressed her to the shower wall, and shoved my cock back inside her.
“There’s no way…,” she moaned.
“I’m not your husband,” I reminded her.
“Soon to be ex,” she said.
“What would I have to promise you to get you to marry me?”
“I’m not sure that I’m ready to be tied down,” I told her.
“Then I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give me, as often as you’ll have me.”
We both came again. Then we scrubbed each other again, got dressed, and came out to find the girls at the dining room table.
“Finally get enough?” Jessie asked her.
“No,” her mom answered, giggling. “But I’m too sore to go again.”
“Did you take today off?” Jessie asked.
“No, but I suppose by now they certainly must have figured out that I’m not coming in. The girls knew my cousins and I were going out. They probably just assumed that I’m hungover. Apparently, sex cures that, at least for me. Who would’ve thought?”
We grabbed a little breakfast. Then Josie asked us to help get the front room picked up. We ended up cleaning pretty much the whole house. After we finished, she took us out to eat lunch. We ate and then sat together and chatted. When we got back to the house, I accepted hugs and kisses from Jessie’s mom.
I promised that I would be back in a day or two to remind her that she belonged to me now. She kissed me even harder than before while squeezing my butt. Then she excused herself so that all of us cousins, the younger set anyway, could say our goodbyes.
Heading Home with Maribel
Priya told me to go home. But she reminded me that we were eating dinner at her house with her parents. Before that, she planned to take me to her room so that I could fuck her on her bed all night long.
Maribel and I headed home. She hadn’t gotten a shower yet. She had already asked if I would be willing to scrub her up and fuck her when we got home. We arrived to find that the last of Mom’s overnight guests were just clearing out. Priya’s mom gave my sister and me cheek-kisses before she headed out the front door.
Mom made Maribel and me help her clean up. By the time we finished, I was hot and sweaty and ready for another shower. Maribel and I got each other clean, got dirty with one another, and then got clean again. My sister was kneeling in front of me on the bathroom floor, practicing on trying to deepthroat my cock, when Mom stuck her head in to check on us.
She realized what she was interrupting and gasped. She quickly pulled the door closed again. With my penis still in her mouth, Maribel looked up at me, grinned, and winked. She tried one more time, gagged again, and then decided that was enough for the moment. By the time we got to our rooms, Priya was messaging me to find out how soon I was coming over.
Maribel had a text from our half-Indian cousin as well. She came over giggling, groped my crotch, kissed me on the lips, and then told me that I’d better get going before the lusty young woman came to bodily retrieve me.
I had just gotten in the door of their house when Priya’s dad got home from work. She pulled me through the kitchen as her parents started discussing how the previous evening had gone. When we got to the other side of the breakfast bar that faced the second living room, the devious vixen left me standing there, facing her parents across the open space. Meanwhile, Priya knelt down in front of me, dropped my shorts and underwear to my ankles, and began fellating me.
I listened to Priya’s dad, Steve, asking Patty about what all she, my mother, and the rest of the cousins had gotten up to. I blushed when she asked him if he had missed having her home to take care of his intimate needs. She followed the man’s eyes and saw me watching them. She dismissed him to get changed with a kiss and came into the kitchen.
Kitchen Showdown
“Where did my daughter get off to?” she asked.
Her daughter sucked my dick extra hard. I swear I heard her snicker.
“I… uh… can’t… say…,” I stammered.
“I understand that you had quite an exciting night,” Patty said.
“I… yeah…,” I replied.
Between what her daughter was doing to me and not knowing exactly how much she knew about the previous evening’s activities, I wasn’t sure how much to admit to.
“You and the other kids had fun, yes?” Patty asked me.
“Yeah, a lot,” I answered.
“You were intimate with Priya?”
I blushed, both at her question and at how close her daughter was to getting my balls to give her what she’d been working to get. I nodded.
“Priya is not the innocent girl that I thought she was,” her mother told me.
“Oh?”
“I have heard a few recent conversations about some of her… conquests.”
“More than one?” I asked.
“Many, apparently…,” her mother said, nodding.
I nodded again, unable to speak. It was all that I could do to keep from exploding in Priya’s mouth. It was like she knew how tortured I was, standing there trying to have a normal conversation with her mother while she sucked my dick. Priya seemed to act like she wanted to crank the intensity as high as it would go, to see if she could get me to blow more than just my load. I had just decided to give in and let myself finally cum when I was distracted by her mother’s next question.
“I’ve heard rumors that my little angel is a devil in disguise…,” Patty suggested.
“Oh… yeah?” I asked, my voice cracking from the strain.
“Are you okay?” Patty asked.
I placed my hands on the countertop and sighed heavily, barely able to hold back a moment longer.
“I… devil…,” I groaned.
Priya stopped sucking and instead swirled her tongue around and around the head of my prick like a tornado.
“… tongue…!” I coughed out, unable to speak properly.
I groaned and shuddered as I began to cum in buckets. The jism rocketed from me so hard that I thought I might pass out. Priya was sucking again, sucking and swallowing, working to keep up with the torrent of jizz I was shooting into her mouth.
“Noah…?” Patty asked.
Priya bounced to her feet, grinned at her mother, and, although none of my semen had gone anywhere except directly into her tummy, wiped a finger at the corner of her mouth like she was snatching the last little bit that was trying to get away from her before licking her finger clean.
“Oh! Hello, mother!” Priya said cheerfully.
“Devil…,” I groaned, collapsing forward onto the counter.
Priya giggled and squeezed my butt.
“Wicked girl,” her mother chastened. “I’m hearing more and more stories about your… deviant behavior.”
“What has our daughter done now?” Steve asked as he came walking up to stop beside his wife.
“All manner of evil, from what I hear,” Patty told him. “I even heard that she’s been in an adulterous relationship.”
“Adulterous?” he asked.
I raised my head to look at Priya’s mother and said, “I was told she fucked a married guy while his wife cooked their dinner.”
I had just started to relax against the breakfast bar again when I felt an electrical field saturate the entire room. I looked up to find Priya’s eyes locked on her father’s. Her father’s eyes were wide. When they met his wife’s, those orbs held something I never thought that I would see there, fear.
“Oh, shit…,” I groaned.
“Both of you in your rooms until I decide on your punishment,” Patty said. Her voice was an uneasy mixture of pain and brimstone.
Steve disappeared like a murderous genie was after him. Patty had a spatula in her hand. There was a tense moment when Priya tried to decide whether to go all the way around the island counter or take the shortest route to her room, past her weapon-wielding mother. Apparently, she decided that haste was of the essence.
She sprinted from my side, cut around the edge of the bar, dashed behind her mother, tore through the space between the living room and the dining room, and disappeared into her room.
Once they were gone, Priya’s mother looked at me.
“Sorry,” I said.
“I am not,” she replied plainly. “I… I am actually very thankful. Priya’s own deceitful acts caught up with her. It’s karma. I may help karma a bit with the learning portion of this, however.”
I stood quietly as the woman prepared our meal. I noticed that she put half of the protein back into the refrigerator. I didn’t say a word. She worked without speaking. Every once in a while, she glanced up at me.
“Before we were… interrupted,” she said, “I was asking about how things went last night.”
“Yes,” I said, eager to talk about something else.
“Josie left your house and went home.”
“Yes…,” I answered.
“Did… Did the two of you…?”
“We were intimate,” I said.
“More than once?”
“Oh, yeah…,” I replied.
“She, Josie, she really enjoyed her time with you,” Patty said quietly.
“I had fun too,” I admitted easily.
“You… must… recover quickly…,” Patty said, blushing a little.
“So I’ve been told,” I answered.
“Am I… someone that you could…?” Her question trailed off. She blushed.
“Be intimate with?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“You’re sexy as fuck,” I told her. “Any guy…”
“No,” she said firmly. “Not any guy. You.”
“I mean… yeah.”
“I am… considering how to punish these two…,” she said. “Would you…? Could you and I?”
“Have sex?”
“Among other things…,” she said, meeting my eyes but blushing fiercely. “Josie was… very… descriptive.”
“I… sure. I’m game…”
Priya’s mother turned on the sink faucet, squirted some dishwashing detergent in her hand, and then scrubbed and rinsed them. She turned off the water and dried her hands. She stepped around the breakfast bar and discovered that her daughter had not had time, or taken the time, to fix my shorts. I had been so distracted that I hadn’t even noticed. As her eyes found my crotch, my cock stiffened, almost immediately coming to full attention.
“It’s true,” she said. “Priya just… and you’re…”
I looked into her eyes. Priya’s mother kept her eyes on mine and began to disrobe. As her massive mammaries spilled free, I could no longer keep my eyes on hers.
“Yes, look…,” she whispered. “I need to know if you are willing.”
“Are you kidding?” I asked her. “I’d fuck a running belt-sander, just to get a shot at those tits…”
Patty knelt in front of me, lifted a breast, and used her nipple to touch and tease all around the head of my penis. She switched to the other breast a minute later. By then, I was moaning, and my climax was approaching.
“You like them?” she asked.
“Oh, fuck, yes…!” I moaned.
“I have a strap-on that I used in college,” Patty told me as her hand wrapped around my length. “I think you and I will tie up my daughter and have a little fun. I hate to let Priya’s traitorous pussy have this cock again, but I’m afraid that I’m angry enough that I should probably use my toy on her ass, rather than her vagina…”
Priya’s mother giggled when my penis throbbed in her hand as she described what we were going to do to her daughter.
“When we are finished with Priya,” she said. “I will have a discussion with my husband and then he will sit and watch as I give every part of my body to you, to use for your enjoyment. I will be loud and I will tell him how much I love this cock. This is okay with you?”
I swallowed down a lump that had amassed in my throat as the gorgeous fat-tittied woman stroked my cock while filling my mind with all kinds of salacious schemes.
“Yes…,” I groaned, so turned-on that I could barely stand it.
“Good,” she said. She kissed the tip of my penis and stood.
I groaned as she started putting all of her clothes back on. She put her bra on and then her blouse. Then she bent to get her skirt and her underwear off the floor and shook her ass at me. I stepped forward as if drawn by a magnet, slid my cock under her gap, and stroked it between her labia, they were wet. She reached under my prick, pushed me inside of her, and I nearly fainted as I shoved my cock inside her pussy.
“Fuck…,” I groaned.
“Patty,” she said. “Say my name as you fuck me.”
“You’re so fucking sexy, Patty.”
“You will get hard again?”
“Yes, definitely,” I answered.
“Cum inside then,” she said.
She placed the palms of her hands on the kitchen floor and shoved her ass at me. I gripped her hips in my hands and fucked her like a wild dog. She felt amazing, wrapped around my aching prick, as I pounded into her relentlessly. But I held off until she climaxed. Then I pumped my load inside her. As soon as I finished, she stood, took my face in her hands, and kissed me hard.
“Help me with dinner for a moment,” she ordered.
With my jizz running down the inside of her thigh, we worked together on the meal. Once it was cooking, she grabbed her clothes and marched down the hallway. I heard some yelling from Patty, some fearful replies and moaning from Steve, and then it got quiet. The food was almost done when she ushered him, naked, down the hallway and made him kneel on the floor by the dining room table.
She disappeared into Priya’s room. There was a smack of a bare hand on bare flesh, a yelp, some yelling, and then Patty herded her daughter out, naked as well, to kneel beside her father. Both of them were facing the table.
Patty came over to help me finish the food. She was naked. She told me to strip. We fixed a plate for each of us and carried them to the table with our drinks. Patty pulled out the chair closest to her two kneeling family members and turned it sideways. She moved it away from the table a little and told me to sit down. I did.
Priya’s mother must have decided that my penis wasn’t stiff enough. She bent forward, pressed her lips to mine, and then took her titanic tits in hand. She used them to massage my prick until it was stiff and throbbing. She stood up, held onto the back of the chair that I was sitting on, and lowered herself onto my cock. Considering how much I had cum inside her several minutes before, her pussy was surprisingly clean.
Patty must have sensed what I was reacting to. She glanced from me to her husband, who was kneeling with his hands behind his back, and then back to me.
“I made him clean me up,” she said.
“Oh?” I asked.
“He was not permitted to use his hands,” she clarified.
It was everything that I could do not to look at Steve. He must have learned his lesson, because he didn’t move. When Priya fidgeted, her mother glared at her and threatened her with worse than she already had planned for her. Patty didn’t tell Priya what she had planned, at least not in my hearing, but that seemed to be enough of a warning to get my cousin to stop moving.
With Patty mounted on my penis, she and I fed each other. She made lots of unnecessary movements that caused her pussy to grind and twist on my cock. She also spilled stuff on my chest a couple times and licked it off. Then she spilled stuff on her tits and had me lick them clean. By the time we finished eating, I was working towards another orgasm.
Patty climbed off of me, ordered Steve to put everything away and clean up, told him not to even think about eating anything, and then informed him that he had better be waiting in their room, sitting in the chair in the corner, when we arrived. At that point, she ordered Priya to her feet and sent her to her room. She opened the door to the storage room, stepped inside, and came back out with some rope.
We proceeded into Priya’s room. I sat in the chair at Priya’s computer while her mother trussed her up like a Thanksgiving turkey. I have no idea where the woman learned to tie a person up like that, but it looked like she’d seen some of the same porn that I had. When she was done, Priya was completely immobilized, but also ready for us to manhandle however we wanted in order to do what Patty had promised we were going to do to her.
Priya’s mother rolled her to her back, spun her around so that her head hung off the side of the bed, and then told me to fuck her daughter’s throat while she went to get the strap-on. I tried to be gentle, but Priya warned me that I needed to be thrusting into her when her mother returned. By the time Patty got back, my balls were boiling. It was all that I could do to keep from cumming.
Patty rolled her daughter onto her stomach, spun her the other direction, pulled her ass-cheeks apart, and ordered me to push my dick inside her daughter’s butt. I had just gotten the tip shoved into my cousin’s tight butthole when her mother stepped behind me, reached around, grabbed my cock, and stroked me while nibbling on the back of my neck. I came in seconds. Patty shoved my body from behind, ensuring that my jizz squirted inside her daughter’s ass. All three of us were moaning.
“Now that she’s lubed up, I can use this,” Patty told me, showing me the strap-on.
I’ve looked at my share of porn. Most strap-on dildos that I’ve seen are smooth. From the small amount of those kinds of videos that I’ve watched, I believe it’s usually that way because whoever is wearing the thing doesn’t really have a true feeling for what they’re doing to the other person, it’s just an in and out kind of thing.
The thing that Priya’s mother had, it made those other ones look like a children’s toy. This thing was thicker, longer, and it was covered in a series of raised rings and protruding bumps. Patty planned to push that thing into her daughter’s ass.
I cringed. It was no wonder that her mother said she wasn’t going to use it on her pussy, that thing would tear her up. Truth be told, I could see Priya using a dildo like that on herself. But to have somebody else fuck you with it… It made my pussy hurt, just thinking about it, and I didn’t even have a pussy.
Priya was facing the window in her room, instead of the door. She couldn’t see the thing that her mother was going to fuck her ass with. I didn’t know if Patty was intentionally leaving it for a surprise or what, but I didn’t say anything.
“On your back on the bed, feet on the floor,” Patty told me. “Then help me get her on top of you and we will move her around until your dick is inside of her. After that, I just want you to lay there. Your dick in her front will make this thing even tighter in her backside.”
I laid down and we got Priya maneuvered. Her arms and legs were secured with multiple wraps of the rope. She almost looked like a turtle. I expected Priya to make a sexy sound when her mother slid her onto my cock. But apparently the mind-games were doing their work. Priya’s eyes locked onto mine. Even though my dick was now inside her, there was no lust or anticipation of enjoyment in her eyes. Some of the fear that I had seen in Steve’s eyes was visible in Priya’s.
“Noah,” she mouthed to me.
“How bad is this thing?”
I glanced back at where her mother was finishing strapping the thing on. She gripped it in her hands and adjusted it. I couldn’t answer my cousin. I just looked back at her and shook my head slightly from side to side.
Patty paused, her eyes flicking between us, the massive strap-on gleaming under the bedroom light. She let out a slow breath, unstrapped the toy, and set it aside on the dresser. “Enough,” she said firmly, her voice softening from brimstone to something almost tender. She untied Priya with quick, practiced hands, freeing her limbs one by one.
Priya sat up, rubbing her wrists, still wide-eyed but breathing easier. Steve lingered in the doorway, watching silently as Patty pulled me aside. “Punishment’s over, you’ve all learned your lessons tonight.” We dressed quietly, the tension dissolving into exhausted relief. Priya hugged me tight, whispering thanks, while Patty kissed my cheek and sent us all to bed.
By morning, the house felt lighter, secrets aired out, bonds reforged in the raw honesty of the night.
