Ayush is from India and he is 18 years old, he is one of the world's youngest billionaires. He is a financial genius. He moved to Spain two years ago. He has bought majority shares of the Kering group which is owned by the Pinault family.
Salma Hayek is the daughter-in-law of François Pinault. She has been married to François's son for 18 years. She has a daughter, Valentina, who is 18 years old.
Salma is a famous Mexican actress. She is very shy and doesn't want to have sex with anyone. She has only been with one man, her husband, who has never satisfied her sexually.
Recently, Ayush has become a member of the Pinault family through marriage. Salma's husband is never home as he is always busy with work, and he never pays attention to her, which makes her sad and lonely.
After acquiring majority shares of the Pinault group, Ayush invited Henry and his family to his 3000-acre palace for a party to celebrate this occasion.
Ayush has let Henry be the CEO of his $1.3 billion investment funds, and told him to be the face of his company, and introduce him to all the billionaires and royal families he knows.
At the party, many people, including Henry, praised Ayush and congratulated him on his success at such a young age. Ayush was also introduced to many billionaires, politicians, and royal families.
Henry was busy talking to a politician, so Ayush took the opportunity to talk to Salma. She was surprised to see Ayush there, as he was only 18 and had a mature body. He was 6.5 feet tall, muscular, and had a thick, long beard, and his skin was darker than hers. He was dressed in a black suit and looked like a mature man.
Ayush and Salma chatted for a while, and Ayush learned that she was very lonely because her husband was always busy. He told her that she could always come to him if she needed anything. Salma was flattered by his attention and admired him, despite their age difference. She thought of him as a friend, not knowing how her life would change after this party, and how she would soon become his wife.
Salma and Ayush talked about many things, including their families and personal lives. They found out that they had a lot in common and enjoyed each other's company. Ayush told Salma that she should not be lonely and that she should enjoy her life. Salma agreed, but she didn't know how to do it.
After the party, Henry said goodbye to Ayush and thanked him for everything. Ayush told him that now he will be busier handling the company, and that he will be in touch.
Salma also said goodbye to Ayush, and hugged him. Ayush whispered in her ear to text him when she reached home. He also licked her earlobe, which scared her a little. She didn't know what Ayush was planning, and she was a little afraid. Ayush made sure that Henry didn't see this.
The next day, Henry was very busy with his work. He was handling all of Ayush's investments and businesses, and he didn't have time for anything else. Salma was feeling lonely again, and she didn't know what to do. She remembered what Ayush had told her, so she decided to text him. She told him that she was feeling lonely and didn't know what to do.
Ayush replied that she could come to his palace whenever she wanted, and that he would take care of her. Salma was hesitant at first, but she decided to go. She packed her bags and left for Ayush's palace.
When she arrived, Ayush was waiting for her. He hugged her and lifted her up, holding her ass with his big hands. He brought her inside and told her to make herself comfortable. Salma couldn't believe how a young man was flirting with a 59-year-old married woman. She felt a little guilty, but she also felt excited.
They sat down on the couch, and Ayush started talking to her. He told her about his life, his family, and his businesses. He also told her how he had become a billionaire at such a young age.
Salma was very impressed with Ayush, and she couldn't believe that he was only 18. She felt a connection with him, and she started to develop feelings for him. She didn't want to cheat on her husband, but she couldn't help herself. She was attracted to Ayush, and she wanted him.
Ayush told her to forget about her husband, and that from now on, she would be living with him. Salma didn't want to believe it, but she couldn't deny the connection she felt with Ayush. She also felt guilty about leaving her husband, but Ayush convinced her that it was for the best.
Ayush told her about how he had lost his parents and had no one to take care of him. He told her how he had to work hard to achieve his goals. Salma felt sorry for him and decided to act as his mother.
Ayush was very happy to hear this, and he thanked her. He told her that he would do anything for her, and that she didn't need to worry about anything.
Salma was happy to have someone to take care of her, and she decided to stay with Ayush. She didn't know that Ayush had other plans for her and that her life would change completely. She didn't know that she would become his wife and that he would impregnate her. She didn't know how he would make her a cock slut and that she would be his slave.
But Ayush knew all of this, and he was ready to put his plan into action. He was ready to take Salma as his wife, and to make her his slave. He was ready to impregnate her and make her the mother of his children. He was ready to make her a cock slut. He was also ready to destroy her husband and take everything from him. He was ready for revenge. But he didn't know why. It was just his nature.
But all of this was still in the future. For now, Salma was just happy to have someone to take care.
Salma started to take care of Ayush like a mother. She cooked for him, cleaned the house, and did everything she could to make him happy. She loved him like her own son, and Ayush loved her like his own mother. Ayush called her "Mom" and she called him "son". She was a fiery Mexican mother who always kept Ayush on his toes. But Ayush loved her very much. He often hugged her and told her that she was the only woman in his life. This made Salma cry tears of joy. She didn't know that this was all part of Ayush's plan to brainwash her.
Ayush was a very possessive person, and he didn't like to share Salma with anyone. He wanted her all to himself. He didn't want her to see or talk to any other man. He wanted to be the only man in her life. And he achieved this by slowly brainwashing her and making her dependent on him. Salma started to believe that Ayush was the only man who could make her happy, and that she couldn't live without him. This was exactly what Ayush wanted.
For the next few days, Ayush showered Salma with gifts and expensive jewelry. He convinced her to remove her wedding ring, telling her that Henry had never treated her like a wife and that she deserved better. He told her that she needed him as her son and the only man in her life.
Salma believed everything Ayush said, and she removed her wedding ring. She didn't want to wear it anymore. She felt guilty, but Ayush convinced her it was for the best. He told her that Henry didn't deserve her and that she shouldn't waste her time thinking about him.
Ayush was slowly taking control of Salma's life. He was manipulating her and brainwashing her. He was making her believe that she needed him and that he was the only one who could make her happy. He was turning her into his slave. But Salma didn't realize this. She thought that she had found a son and a true friend in Ayush. Little did she know that Ayush was going to destroy her life and turn her into a cock slut.
One day, when Salma was cooking breakfast for Ayush, he came up behind her and hugged her. He kissed her cheeks and told her how much he loved her. Salma blushed and told him to behave like a good son.
But Ayush didn't listen. He slowly started grinding his big hard cock on her fat Mexican ass. Salma was shocked and turned to look at him. She saw that he was smiling and had lust in his eyes. He had become more aggressive and started to grind harder.
Salma felt shy and scared. She scolded him, calling him a bad son. But Ayush didn't stop. He kept grinding his cock on her ass. He told her to forget about Henry and that he would be her only son and man from now on.
Salma was confused and didn't know what to think. She felt guilty for enjoying Ayush's touch, but she couldn't stop herself. She had never felt this way before, and she didn't understand what was happening to her.
Ayush could see the confusion in Salma's eyes, and he knew that he had her right where he wanted her. He asked her to go on a date with him as his mother that night. Salma was taken aback by his request. She didn't know if she should go. But Ayush convinced her, telling her that she deserved to be treated like a queen and that he would make her feel special.
Salma was hesitant, but she agreed. She didn't know it was a date, but she wanted to spend time with Ayush.
The next evening, Salma and Ayush went to a fancy restaurant in Madrid. Ayush was dressed in a tuxedo, and Salma wore a beautiful red gown. They looked like a young couple rather than a mother and son. Salma could feel the eyes of other men on her, and she felt a sense of pride knowing that such a young and handsome man like Ayush wanted to be with her.
During the dinner, Ayush kept telling Salma how much he loved and cared for her. He showered her with compliments and attention, making her feel like a princess. Salma enjoyed every moment of it, and she found herself falling for Ayush's charm. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt this way. She had been neglected by her husband for years, and now this young man was giving her the attention she craved.
Ayush could sense Salma's vulnerability, and he took advantage of it. He started to flirt with her more openly, touching her hand and caressing her face. Salma felt a spark of electricity run through her body every time he touched her.
Despite feeling guilty, Salma couldn't help but enjoy Ayush's attention. She had always been a shy and reserved person, but Ayush was bringing out a side of her that she never knew existed.
After dinner, Ayush asked Salma to dance with him. As they swayed to the music, Ayush held her close, his hand resting on her lower back. Salma could feel his hard cock pressing against her body, and she felt her panties get wet. She couldn't believe the effect he was having on her. She tried to push the thoughts out of her mind, but she couldn't. She was enjoying the feel of his big cock against her body too much.
Ayush pulled her even closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "I love you so much, Mom. You deserve all the happiness in the world."
Salma's heart raced as she felt a wave of arousal wash over her. Despite knowing that she treated him like a son, she couldn't help the way her body was responding to his touch. She knew she should be ashamed, but she couldn't bring herself to pull away.
Ayush could sense her hesitation and confusion. He knew that she was torn between her feelings for him and her sense of propriety. But he was determined to have her, and he continued to whisper sweet nothings into her ear, slowly corroding her mind with his manipulative words.
"I know you want this, Mom. I know you've been neglected and unappreciated for years. Let me show you what it feels like to be truly loved and desired."
Salma felt her resolve crumbling as Ayush's words struck a chord deep within her. She had been lonely and unfulfilled for so long, and here was this young, handsome man offering her the attention and affection she craved. She couldn't resist any longer.
"Yes," she whispered back, her voice barely audible. "I want this too."
Ayush smiled triumphantly as he heard her words. He knew he had won. He pulled her closer, his hand sliding down to grab her ass as he continued to sway to the music.
As the night wore on, Salma found herself getting more and more turned on. She couldn't believe what she was doing, but she couldn't help herself. Ayush's touch was like a drug, and she was addicted.
After the dance, Ayush brought Salma home.
He began to remove his shirt, showing off his muscular, chiseled body. Salma couldn't take her eyes off him. He guided her hand over his chest, letting her feel the hardness of his muscles.
"See how strong I am, Mom?" he asked, his voice low and seductive. "I can protect you and give you everything you need."
Salma nodded, unable to speak. She had never seen a body like Ayush's before. His muscles were so well defined, and his skin was smooth and tan. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal as she touched him.
Ayush saw the look in her eyes and knew it was time to take things to the next level. He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips.
Salma gasped in shock, but Ayush didn't let up. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as he pulled her closer. Salma tried to push him away, but Ayush held her tight, refusing to let her go.
"I want to show you how a real man treats a woman," he growled, his voice husky with desire.
Salma shook her head, trying to clear the fog from her mind. "Ayush, we can't do this," she protested weakly. "It's not right."
Ayush ignored her protests and continued to kiss her passionately. His hands roamed her body, touching her in places that her husband never had. Salma moaned softly, unable to deny the pleasure she was feeling.
"Please, Ayush," she begged, trying to push him away. "We can't do this. It's wrong."
Ayush chuckled and pulled her back into his embrace. "Don't worry, Mom," he whispered. "No one will ever know. This is just between us."
Salma tried to resist, but Ayush's touch was too intoxicating. She had never been touched like this before, and it felt so good. She couldn't bring herself to push him away.
As Ayush continued to kiss and touch her, Salma felt her inhibitions slowly fade away. She had never felt so alive, so desired. She couldn't believe that this young man wanted her, a 59-year-old woman.
Suddenly, Ayush left her alone and went inside. He came back with a wine bottle. He put the bottle between her thighs and asked her to feed him. At first, she refused, but Ayush told her that she would hurt his feelings if she didn't comply.
Salma didn't want to hurt Ayush's feelings, so she agreed. She drank the wine and poured it into Ayush's mouth. She didn't notice how Ayush had positioned himself between her legs with his cock rubbing against her pussy.
The wine spilled onto Salma's chest, staining her red dress. Ayush smiled, his eyes gleaming with lust.
"Let me clean you up," he offered, his voice dripping with seduction.
Before Salma could protest, Ayush lowered his head and began to lick the wine from her chest. His tongue was hot and wet, and Salma felt a jolt of electricity run through her body as he made contact with her skin.
"Ayush, stop!" she cried out, trying to push him away.
But Ayush was relentless. He continued to lick and suck the wine from her skin, his movements becoming more and more sensual. Salma tried to resist, but her body was betraying her. She could feel herself getting wet, and she knew that Ayush could sense it too.
As Ayush continued his ministrations, he slowly began to unbutton Salma's dress. She tried to stop him, but he was too strong. Before she knew it, her dress was open, exposing her large breasts.
Salma was mortified. She had never shown her body to anyone except her husband, and now here she was, exposed to a young man half her age. She tried to cover herself, but Ayush grabbed her hands, pinning them above her head.
"Don't be shy, Mom," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. "You're beautiful."
Salma couldn't believe what was happening. She had always been insecure about her body, especially after having a baby. But Ayush seemed to worship every inch of her, his eyes roaming over her curves with admiration.
Ayush began to kiss her neck, his lips trailing down to her collarbone. Salma shivered at his touch, her body responding in ways she never thought possible. She felt a heat building inside her, a desire she hadn't felt in years.
He poured more wine into her mouth and kissed her. The wine swirled around in their mouths as they kissed deeply.
Salma couldn't believe it. This man had become like a son to her, and now here she was half-naked, kissing him passionately. It felt so wrong, but it also felt so right. Tears sprang to her eyes as she thought about how much she had missed this kind of attention.
Ayush noticed her tears and pulled away, concern etched on his face. "What's wrong, Mom?" he asked gently.
Salma shook her head. "I don't know, Ayush. This feels so wrong, but it also feels so good. I've been so lonely for so long…"
Ayush smiled and wiped away her tears with his thumb. "I know, Mom. Your husband doesn't appreciate you. He's never made you feel like this, has he?"
Salma shook her head sadly. "No, he hasn't. He never has."
Ayush's expression darkened. "He's a fool," he spat. "But I'm not like him, Mom. I'll make you feel like a queen every day. I'll worship your body and give you all the attention you deserve."
Salma looked at him in disbelief. "But Ayush, you're so young. You deserve someone your own age, not an old woman like me."
Ayush shook his head vehemently. "You're not old, Mom. You're beautiful and vibrant, and I want you more than anyone else in the world. Please, let me show you how much I care about you."
Salma couldn't resist anymore. She nodded her head, giving Ayush permission to continue.
Ayush smiled triumphantly and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her deeply, his hands roaming over her body with renewed passion.
Salma moaned into his mouth, her inhibitions finally melting away. She had made her decision, and now she was ready to embrace the pleasure that Ayush promised.
Ayush reached into his pocket and brought out a small potion bottle. "I have a gift for you, Mom."
Salma took the bottle and looked at Ayush questioningly. "What is it?"
Ayush smiled. "Just drink it and you will know."
Salma trusted Ayush and drank the potion. Immediately, she felt strange. Her body started to feel lighter, and her mind became foggy. She looked down and saw that her body had changed. Her breasts were smaller and firmer, her stomach was flat, and her face was smoother.
She looked at Ayush in shock. "What happened to me?" she cried.
Ayush just smiled and kissed her deeply. "Don't worry about that, Mom. Just enjoy this moment."
Salma was too shocked to protest. She felt like a teenager again, full of energy and vitality. She kissed Ayush back passionately, her hands running through his hair.
As they kissed, Salma could feel Ayush's erection growing against her thigh. She gasped in surprise, realizing just how big he was. She had never been with a man this well-endowed before, and the thought of him inside her was both exhilarating and terrifying. Ayush broke the kiss and looked at Salma with a mixture of lust and admiration. He could see the desire in her eyes, but also the hesitation and uncertainty.
"Are you okay, Mom?" he asked softly, his hand gently caressing her face.
Salma nodded, still trying to process everything that was happening. "Yes, I'm fine. It's just… I haven't done this in a long time."
Ayush smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry. We'll take it slow. I'm going to show you what you've been missing all these years." He began to kiss her again, but this time it was softer and more gentle. He took his time, exploring every inch of her mouth with his tongue.
Salma moaned softly into his mouth, feeling a heat building up inside her. She couldn't believe how much she had missed this. It felt like she was awakening from a long, deep sleep.
Ayush's hands began to roam her body again, but this time he was more gentle and careful. He caressed her breasts, her waist, and her thighs, making her body tingle with pleasure. Salma arched her back, pushing her body closer to Ayush's. She needed more, she wanted more.
Ayush pulled away from the kiss. "Mom, from today we will sleep in the same room. Slowly, we will transition from mother and son to a husband-wife relationship."
In the morning, Salma wakes up to a hug from him, his strong arms wrapped around her waist and his face nuzzled into her neck. She smiled, feeling a sense of peace and contentment that she hadn't experienced in a long time. She slowly kissed Ayush to wake him up.
"Good morning, my queen," Ayush said, his voice still husky from sleep. He tightened his arms around Salma, pulling her closer to his chest.
"Good morning," Salma replied, her voice soft and gentle. She felt Ayush's body heat radiating against her skin, and she couldn't help but lean into him. It was a strange feeling, one that she hadn't felt in a long time.
Ayush kissed the top of her head, his lips lingering on her hair. "Did you sleep well, my love?"
Salma nodded, her eyes still closed. "Yes, I did. Thank you."
In the bathroom, Ayush kissed her with toothpaste in his mouth. Salma too had toothpaste in her mouth. They continued to kiss in the bathroom with toothpaste and water in their mouths.
After brushing their teeth, they both headed to the pool. Ayush tapped Salma on her ass.
"What is it, Ayush?" she asked, surprised by his gesture.
Ayush smiled mischievously. "Nothing, Mom. Just wanted to remind you to wear a bikini today. And don't forget to bring me my breakfast in the pool. It's a woman's duty to serve her man."
Salma raised an eyebrow, amused by his request. "A bikini and breakfast in the pool? You're full of surprises today, aren't you?"
Ayush nodded enthusiastically. "I am. I want to make today special for you, Mom. And I know how much you love swimming and how good you look in a bikini."
Salma chuckled, shaking her head in disbelief. "Well, if that's what you want, I'll do my best to oblige. But don't expect me to look like a supermodel in a bikini. I'm a mother, remember?"
Ayush grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, but you are a supermodel, Mom. At least to me, you are. Now, go get ready. I can't wait to see you in that bikini."
Salma sighed, exasperated by Ayush's antics, but secretly enjoying the attention. She headed back to their room to change, while Ayush made his way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
A few minutes later, Salma emerged from the house, wearing a black bikini that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her long, dark hair was tied up in a ponytail, and she had a pair of oversized sunglasses perched on her nose. She carried a tray laden with breakfast items, including pancakes, scrambled eggs, and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.
Ayush was already in the pool, floating on his back with his eyes closed. Salma approached the edge of the pool cautiously, trying not to spill the contents of the tray.
"Wake up, sleepyhead," she called out, her voice gentle but teasing. "Breakfast is served."
Ayush opened his eyes slowly, a lazy grin spreading across his face as he took in the sight of Salma in her bikini. He whistled appreciatively, his gaze roaming over her body. "Wow, Mom. You look amazing. I knew you'd rock that bikini."
Salma blushed, feeling a little self-conscious under Ayush's admiring gaze. "Thank you, Ayush. Now, are you going to get out of the pool to eat, or do I need to come in there and feed you?"
Ayush chuckled, swimming towards the edge of the pool. "I'll get out, don't worry. I don't want you to get wet."
He pulled himself out of the pool in one swift motion, water droplets glistening on his muscular body. Salma couldn't help but notice the way his swim trunks clung to his hips, accentuating his strong thighs and chiseled abs. She quickly averted her gaze, feeling a flutter in her chest.
Ayush took the tray from her, setting it down on a nearby table. "Thanks, Mom. This looks delicious."
He pulled up two chairs, gesturing for Salma to sit down. She complied, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach.
As they ate their breakfast, Ayush couldn't stop stealing glances at Salma. She looked radiant in the morning sunlight, her skin glowing and her hair shining. He felt grateful to have her in his life, and he couldn't wait to spend the rest of the day with her.
After breakfast, Ayush called Henry and told him that Salma had become his woman and if he wanted to keep his high-paying job he needed to divorce her. Henry, being a wimp, agreed readily. He told Salma that he was gay and he was hiding this secret all his life. He also told Salma that he wanted to tell this to her for a long time, but he was scared of losing her. Salma was furious and asked him why he married her and wasted 18 years of her life. Henry had no answer for it.
After the call, Salma began to cry. Ayush immediately wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as she sobbed into his chest.
"It's okay, Mom," he whispered soothingly, stroking her hair. "Everything will be alright. I promise."
Salma pulled back, wiping away her tears. "I'm sorry, Ayush. I didn't mean to break down like that. It's just been a lot to take in."
Ayush smiled gently. "Don't apologize, Mom. I understand how you feel. This is a big change for both of us. But I want you to know that I'm here for you, no matter what. We're in this together, okay?"
Salma nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Ayush. "Thank you, Ayush," she said, her voice choked with emotion. "I don't know what I would do without you."
Ayush squeezed her hand reassuringly. "You don't have to worry about that, Mom. Because you'll never have to find out. I'm not going anywhere."
To cheer her up, Ayush carried her in bridal style to the living room. He told her to close her eyes, he will give her a surprise. Salma agreed and closed her eyes. Ayush started to kiss her on her face and neck. Slowly he removed her bikini, and gently spread her legs. Salma suddenly opened her eyes and tried to stop him.
"Stop Ayush, please stop," she begged. "We can't do this."
Ayush ignored her protests and continued to caress her body. He kissed her neck, her shoulders, and her breasts. Salma moaned softly, unable to resist the pleasure she was feeling.
"Please, Ayush," she whispered. "This is wrong."
Ayush pulled back, looking into her eyes. "Why is it wrong, Mom? Don't you want to feel good? Don't you deserve to be happy?"
Salma looked away, unable to meet his gaze. "I… I don't know, Ayush."
Ayush cupped her face gently, turning her to face him. "Look at me, Mom. Look into my eyes and tell me you don't want this."
Salma met his gaze, seeing the desire and love in his eyes. She knew that she wanted this too, but she was scared. Scared of the consequences, scared of how it would change their relationship.
Ayush leaned in, his lips inches from hers. "I love you, Mom. I want to take care of you, to make you happy. Let me show you how good it can be."
Salma closed her eyes, feeling tears prick at the corners. "I love you too, Ayush. But this is so wrong."
Ayush kissed her softly on the lips. "It's not wrong, Mom. It's right. We love each other, and that's all that matters."
Salma opened her eyes, looking into Ayush's. She saw the sincerity and love in his gaze, and she knew that he was right. They did love each other, and they deserved to be happy.
She nodded slowly, giving Ayush permission. "Okay, Ayush. Show me how good it can be."
Ayush smiled, relief and joy washing over him. "Thank you, Mom. I promise you won't regret it."
He kissed her again, this time with more passion and intensity. Salma responded eagerly, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer. She could feel his erection pressing against her thigh, and she knew that she was ready for him.
Ayush trailed kisses down her neck to her breasts. He cupped them gently, sucking and licking her nipples until they were hard and erect. Salma moaned, arching her back to give him better access.
He moved lower, spreading her legs to reveal her wet and ready pussy. Ayush gasped in admiration, seeing the thick bush of pubic hair that covered her mound.
"Mom, you're so beautiful," he breathed, his fingers gently parting her lips to reveal her clit. "And you have such a sexy bush. I love it."
Salma blushed, her face growing hot with embarrassment. "I… I'm sorry, Ayush. It's been a while since I shaved."
Ayush shook his head, his eyes never leaving her pussy. "No, Mom. Don't apologize. I love it. It's so sexy and natural. I bet it smells amazing too."
Without warning, Ayush buried his face in Salma's bush, inhaling deeply. He groaned in pleasure, his tongue darting out to lick her clit.
"Mmmm, you taste so good, Mom. Like peaches and cream." He continued to lick and suck her clit, his fingers teasing her entrance.
Salma cried out in pleasure, her hands gripping Ayush's hair tightly. "Ayush, oh my God. That feels so good."
Ayush looked up at her, his face wet with her juices. "I'm so glad you like it, Mom. Now, spread your legs wider for me. I want to taste all of you."
Salma complied, spreading her legs as wide as she could. Ayush dove back in, his tongue exploring every inch of her pussy. He licked and sucked her clit, her lips, and her entrance, savoring her taste and smell. Salma writhed beneath him, her body on fire with pleasure.
"Oh, Ayush," she cried out, her voice hoarse with desire. "I'm going to cum. Please don't stop."
Ayush redoubled his efforts, his tongue working tirelessly to bring her to orgasm. Salma gripped his hair tightly, her hips bucking against his mouth.
"I'm cumming, Ayush. Oh, my God, I'm cumming."
Salma's body convulsed with pleasure as she came hard, her juices flooding Ayush's mouth.
Ayush pulled back, opening his mouth to show Salma the evidence of her orgasm. He gulped it down, never breaking eye contact with her.
Salma hid her face, feeling shy and embarrassed. "Ayush, that's so dirty," she said, her face red with shame.
Ayush chuckled, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Maybe, Mom. But it's also incredibly hot. I loved tasting your cum. It was delicious."
Salma shook her head, unable to believe what had just happened. She had never had a man do that to her before, and it made her feel both guilty and aroused.
Ayush stood up, pulling Salma to her feet. He kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself on his tongue. Salma moaned into his mouth, her arms wrapping around his neck. She could taste her own juices on his tongue, and it turned her on even more.
Ayush broke the kiss, looking into Salma's eyes. "Are you ready for more, Mom?"
Salma nodded eagerly, her body craving more of Ayush's touch. "Yes, Ayush. I want more."
Ayush smirked, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "Good, because I have a surprise for you." He walked to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of chocolate syrup.
Salma's eyes widened in surprise as she saw the bottle in his hands. "What are you going to do with that, Ayush?" she asked nervously.
Ayush grinned mischievously as he knelt between her legs. "I'm going to make your pussy taste like chocolate, Mom. And then I'm going to eat it all up."
Salma gasped, her face turning red with embarrassment. "Ayush, you can't be serious."
But Ayush was already pouring the chocolate syrup all over her pussy, making sure to cover every inch of her skin. Salma watched in disbelief as her pussy was transformed into a chocolate-covered treat. Ayush leaned in, inhaling the sweet aroma of the chocolate mixed with her natural scent.
"Mmmm, Mom. You smell so good. Like chocolate and peaches." He buried his face in her pussy, licking and sucking up all the chocolate syrup. Salma cried out in pleasure as Ayush's tongue worked its magic on her clit.
"Oh, Ayush. That feels so good." She gripped his hair tightly, pushing his face deeper into her pussy.
Ayush groaned, his tongue working overtime to clean up all the chocolate syrup. He licked and sucked every inch of her pussy, savoring the sweet and tangy taste.
Salma was in heaven, her body convulsing with pleasure as Ayush ate her chocolate-covered pussy. She had never felt anything like this before, and she didn't want it to end.
"Don't stop, Ayush. Please don't stop," she begged, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
Ayush didn't need to be told twice. He continued to feast on her pussy, his tongue exploring every crevice and fold. Salma writhed and moaned beneath him, her body trembling with pleasure.
"Fuck, Ayush. You're so good at this," she cried out, her Spanish accent becoming more pronounced in her arousal.
Ayush looked up at her. "Really, Mom? You like it that much?"
Salma nodded frantically, her eyes closed and her mouth open in a silent scream. "Sí, Ayush. Me encantas. Never stop eating my pussy."
Ayush growled, his eyes flashing with desire. "Your wish is my command, Mom." And with that, he buried his face back in her pussy, determined to make her cum harder than she ever had before.
Salma convulsed and screamed as Ayush's tongue ravished her clit. She gripped his hair with both hands, grinding her pussy against his face. Ayush groaned, his tongue and lips working tirelessly to bring her to climax.
He began to finger fuck her while eating her pussy, and Salma bucked against his hand.
"Cum for me, Mom," Ayush urged, his voice muffled against her pussy. "Cum all over my face. Show me how much you love it."
Salma didn't need any further encouragement. With a scream, she came hard, her pussy convulsing around Ayush's fingers. He continued to lick and finger her through her orgasm, drawing out every last drop of pleasure.
As she came down from her high, Salma looked down at Ayush, who was still kneeling between her legs. His face was covered in chocolate and her cum, and he was grinning up at her like the cat who got the cream.
"You look so hot like that, Ayush," she breathed, her chest heaving with exertion. "I could get used to this view."
Ayush stood up. "Mom, I'm your man. And soon we will get married. And after we get married, I will fuck and break this pussy with my huge black cock. Can you imagine that, Mom?"
Ayush said, spreading her pussy lips with his fingers. "Can you imagine your new husband eating and fingering this sexy pussy?"
Salma moaned at the thought. "Yes, baby. I can imagine it."
"Tell me, Mom."
"Okay, baby."
Salma leaned back, spreading her legs wider. "My new husband is going to eat and finger this pussy every day. He's going to lick and suck my clit until I cum all over his face. And then he's going to fuck me with his big black cock, filling me up with his cum."
Ayush grinned, feeling proud of how he had brainwashed his mother into his obedient bitch. "That's right, Mom. You're going to be my wife, and I'm going to take care of this pussy like it deserves."
Salma nodded. "Yes, baby. Take care of my pussy. Make me your obedient bitch." Ayush's eyes darkened with desire as he looked at his mother's spread pussy. "Fuck, Mom. You're so sexy. I love how wet and ready you are for me."
Salma smiled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "I'm always ready for you, Ayush. You know that."
Ayush nodded, his gaze never leaving her pussy. "I do know that, Mom. And it drives me crazy." He leaned in, kissing her deeply. "I can't wait to taste you again."
Salma moaned into the kiss, her body trembling with anticipation. She knew that Ayush was going to make her feel amazing, and she couldn't wait to experience his touch again.
As they kissed, Ayush trailed his hand down Salma's body, cupping her breast and then moving lower to her stomach. Salma gasped, breaking the kiss to look at him.
"Do you want me to eat your pussy again, Mom?" he asked, his eyes dark with desire.
Salma bit her lip, feeling naughty. "Yes, Ayush." She then grabbed her phone and began to record his face between her legs.
"What are you doing, Mom?" Ayush asked, looking up at her with a grin.
"I'm recording my son eating my pussy," she replied, her voice breathy.
Ayush's grin widened. "Good girl, Mom. Remember to keep this video for private use only, okay?"
Salma nodded. "I will, baby. Now please, eat my pussy."
Ayush didn't need any further encouragement, and he began to lick and kiss her pussy, savoring her juices. He could taste the sweetness of her arousal, and he groaned in appreciation. "Fuck, Mom, you taste amazing."
Salma moaned, her head falling back against the pillow. "Thank you, baby. I taste good because of you." As he ate her pussy, Ayush began to twist and pull her nipples, enjoying the way her body responded to his touch. Salma gasped and moaned, her hips grinding against his mouth. "Oh, Ayush, that feels so good," she cried out.
Ayush hummed in agreement, his mouth never leaving her pussy. He flicked his tongue against her clit, causing Salma to gasp and arch her back.
"Do you like that, Mom?" he asked.
Salma nodded frantically. "Yes, yes, yes. Please don't stop." Ayush continued to lick and suck on her pussy, alternating between gentle licks and hard sucks. Salma writhed against him, her moans growing louder and more frequent. As he was eating her, he asked her whether she knew what a rim job was.
"What is it, baby?" Salma asked.
He then bent her legs near her face, spread her asscheeks and slowly began to teach her how a man eats woman's asshole. He slowly fingered her ass which made her scream in pleasure. He then slowly licked it and it made Salma so horny that she began crying.
"Please stop, baby. It's too much," Salma begged, but Ayush ignored her pleas and continued to finger and eat her ass. He pushed his finger deep inside, exploring her tight hole and causing Salma to moan loudly.
"Fuck, baby," she cried out. "I've never felt anything like this before."
Ayush looked up at his mother, his eyes gleaming with desire. "You like it when I finger your ass, Mom?" he teased.
Salma nodded, feeling ashamed but also incredibly aroused. "Yes, I like it." She spread her asscheeks, inviting Ayush to explore her further. Ayush grinned, his finger still buried deep inside her ass.
"You're such a good girl, Mom," he said, his voice filled with praise. "I knew you'd like it when I play with your ass."
Salma moaned softly. "I do like it, baby. Please don't stop." She grabbed her phone to film Ayush's face as he was fingering her ass and eating it. He fingered and ate her ass, savoring every reaction from Salma. She was moaning and crying out in pleasure, completely lost in the moment. Her phone slipped from her hand and she was too focused on Ayush's touch to care. He knew that his mother was enjoying herself, and he couldn't wait to make her cum again. He inserted two fingers into her ass and began to massage her walls, causing Salma to cry out loudly. "Oh my god, baby. You're going to make me cum again," she cried out. Ayush grinned, loving the power he had over his mother's body. "Do it, Mom. Cum for me." Salma didn't need any more encouragement, and she came hard, her ass clamping down on Ayush's fingers. Ayush continued to play with her ass, drawing out her orgasm and making her moan and cry out in pleasure.
"Fuck," Salma panted, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. "That was amazing." Ayush pulled his fingers out of her ass. "You're welcome, Mom. I'm glad you enjoyed it." He then put his fingers in her mouth and made her suck her own ass juices. Salma eagerly sucked on his fingers, tasting her own ass on his skin. "Mmm, I taste so good, don't I?" she asked, looking up at Ayush with a naughty smile. Ayush nodded. "Yeah, you do, Mom. You taste delicious."
He then ordered her to prepare lunch for him while he was on his laptop doing his work. He also ordered her to be naked while cooking and she happily obliged and began to dance in the kitchen. She began to shake her ass and rub her pussy while bending over to tease him. She also shook her boobs which made him very hard.
Once she was done preparing lunch, she placed the plate in front of him and she sat on his lap. She fed him with her hands and slowly began to ride his hard cock. Ayush felt his cock twitch and harden even more. "Fuck, Salma. You're such a tease."
Salma giggled, loving the effect she was having on him. "Maybe I am, but you love it," she replied. She continued to rub her ass against his cock, making it harder and harder. "You know, baby. Once I get pregnant with our children, my breastmilk will only be for you and them. Is that okay?"
Ayush nodded eagerly. "Yes, Mom. Your breastmilk is only for me and our children."
As they were in the middle of lunch, Henry, her husband, came home. He saw them kissing each other and Salma naked and being fingered. Ayush saw him and told him to sit on the couch and watch them. Henry did as told and sat on the couch while watching them.
Salma did not feel shy at all as she was being fingered while her husband was watching them. She was also being fingered anally by Ayush and she moaned loudly. After some time, Henry got up and placed some papers for her to sign. He told her that they were divorce papers. He also told her to not worry about him as Ayush was her boss and she would not lose her job. When Henry was leaving, Ayush told him not to worry about her as now Salma was his wife. Henry left without saying anything.
After Henry left, Ayush pulled Salma onto his lap and kissed her deeply. "Did you like that, my future wife? Your husband watching me finger your pussy and ass?" Salma nodded. "Yes. It turned me on so much." Ayush grinned, his eyes gleaming. "Good. I like when you're turned on."
He trailed his hand between her legs, cupping her pussy and then moving to her asshole. "So wet and creamy. I love it when you're like this, Mom." He began to rub her asshole with his thumb. "Do you want more, my future wife?" Salma looked up at him, biting her lip. "Please, baby. Don't stop."
Ayush smirked. "Your wish is my command. From now on, you are my wife, not my mother. So you will not call me son. Do you understand?"
Salma blushed, feeling shy but also excited. "Yes, but I don't know if I can stop calling you son. It feels weird to call you by your name."
Ayush chuckled. "But you will do as I say. You will call me by my name, not son." Salma nodded, her body trembling slightly. "Okay, I will." He then began to twist her nipples. "Who do you need to obey, wifey?" he asked her in a strict tone.
Salma hesitated for a moment. "I need to obey you, son," she replied.
Ayush shook his head. "No, you need to obey Ayush." Salma said, "I need to obey Ayush."
"Good girl," he praised. "Now say my name while I'm playing with your nipples." Salma closed her eyes, focusing on the sensations. "Ayush," she moaned. "Ayush is playing with my nipples. Ayush is making me feel so good."
He continued to play with her nipples, pinching and twisting them until Salma was moaning loudly. Her body was on fire, and she could feel another orgasm building inside her. "Fuck, Ayush! I'm going to cum again!" she cried out.
Ayush grinned. "Then cum for me, wifey. Cum all over my hand." And with that, Salma came hard, squirting a fountain of juices all over Ayush's hand. He groaned. "Such a good girl. You came so much." He brought his hand up to her face. "Clean up your mess, wifey," he commanded.
Salma obediently licked her juices off Ayush's hand, feeling embarrassed but also incredibly turned on. "Thank you for letting me clean up my mess, master," she said, looking up at him with a sheepish smile. Ayush chuckled.
"You're such a good girl, wifey."After that, Ayush ordered Salma to cook for him and make him tea while she was naked. She happily obliged.
She slowly began to dance while cooking which turned Ayush on. His cock got hard and it made a tent in his shorts. Salma saw it and came to sit on his lap and slowly began grinding her ass on his hard cock which was covered by his shorts.
She then began feeding him with her own hands. After lunch, she told him to lie on his back and she straddled him while riding his hard cock through his shorts.
Ayush took out his phone and began recording Salma grinding and twerking on his lap. "What are you doing, baby?" she asked him.
Ayush smiled. "I want to record my hot new wife feeding me. Is that okay, wifey?"
Salma felt shy but excited at the same time. "Yes, it's okay," she replied softly.
Ayush pressed record and began filming Salma straddling him and feeding him. He zoomed in on her face as she looked at him with a loving smile. He then zoomed out to show her grinding on his cock. "Show me how you grind on your new fiancé's cock, wifey."
Salma giggled. "Like this, baby?" she asked as she began to twerk her ass on Ayush's lap. He moaned in pleasure. "Fuck, yeah. Just like that." He continued filming as Salma ground her ass on his cock, her boobs bouncing with each movement. He couldn't help but lick her boobs as she was grinding on his cock.
As he filmed, Ayush couldn't help but think about how much Salma had changed since they first met. She had been so shy and reserved, but now she was a confident and sexy woman. He loved seeing her like this, and he knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
Salma noticed the look on Ayush's face and smiled. "What are you thinking about, baby?" she asked.
Ayush looked at her lovingly. "I'm thinking about how beautiful you are, and how lucky I am to have you in my life," he replied.
Salma's heart melted at his words, and she leaned down to kiss him. As they kissed, Ayush continued to film them, wanting to capture every moment of their love. Salma noticed him filming and broke the kiss. "Baby, what are you going to do with this video?"
Ayush looked at her innocently. "What do you mean, wifey? Why are you getting shy now? You are my wife now."
Salma blushed. "I know, but… I don't know. It feels weird knowing that you're recording us."
Ayush chuckled. "Aw, don't be shy, wifey. I'm just recording us because I love you, and I want to remember this moment forever." He then sent the video to Salma's daughter.
Salma felt a flutter in her chest at his words. She couldn't believe that she had found someone who loved her so much. "I love you too, Ayush," she said softly.
Ayush smiled and pulled her into another kiss. As they kissed, he continued to film them, capturing their love on camera. Salma felt shy at first, but she soon forgot about the camera and lost herself in the moment.
As they pulled away from the kiss, Ayush looked at Salma with love in his eyes. "I love you so much, wifey," he said.
Salma smiled. "I love you too, baby." She then saw her phone ringing and saw her daughter calling. She picked it up and her daughter asked her why she divorced Henry. She said she got a video of her dancing naked and grinding on some guy's cock and feeding him and calling him baby. She replied that she got divorced because Henry was not fulfilling her needs and Ayush was fulfilling them. She also said that she is now engaged to Ayush. After talking on the phone, she was scared of what her daughter would think about her dating someone same age as her.
"I'm sorry, baby. I don't know what she will think about us now," she said.
Ayush shrugged. "Don't worry about it, wifey. It's not her decision. It's yours."
Salma nodded. "You're right, but still. I'm scared. She might hate me." Ayush then had an idea. He told Salma to video call her daughter right now and to show her how he eats her pussy and how Henry always neglected her and that's the reason why she divorced him and she intends to marry him.
Salma thought for a while and then agreed. She called her daughter and she picked up. She showed her how Ayush was eating her pussy. Her daughter screamed and hung up. She immediately called her back and said, "Look, honey. I know it's shocking, but please listen to me. Henry never loved me. He always neglected me and that's why I got divorced. I thought you knew about how he treated me. But I thought wrong. Ayush loves me. He makes me feel good. He is the one who helped me financially when Henry didn't give me money. He helped me so much. Please, understand me, honey."
Her daughter did not reply. Salma could only hear her soft sobs. Ayush could also hear her daughter sobbing. He then took the phone from Salma and told her daughter, "Please don't cry. I love your mother very much. She is now my wife. She has already signed the divorce papers and now she is my wife. I will take care of her and I will give her everything she deserves. I know you love your mother. I love her too. We are getting married. Please come to the wedding. I would love to see you there."
Salma looked at Ayush in shock. Did he just propose to her? She was overjoyed. She loved him so much, and she couldn't believe that he wanted to marry her. She wiped away her tears and smiled at him. "Yes, please come to the wedding, honey. I want you there," she said to her daughter.
After some time, her daughter spoke up. "I… I… I need some time. I need to process this," she stuttered.
Salma was disappointed, but she tried to understand. "Okay, honey. Take all the time you need. I love you no matter what." Ayush also told her daughter that he loves her and will take care of her mother and her.
Salma hung up the phone and looked at Ayush. "Well, that went better than I expected," she said.
Ayush smiled softly and hugged her. "I love you, wifey. Everything will be okay. I promise."
The next morning, Giselle was shocked to see her mother's front door was open. She slowly pushed the door open and called out, "Mom? Are you home?"
She heard a moan and then her mother's voice, "Yes, honey. Come in."
Giselle's stomach dropped as she heard the moan. What was going on? She slowly walked into the house and followed the sound of the moans to the dining room.
As she entered, she saw Ayush eating her mother's pussy while she was lying on the table. She froze in shock, unable to process what she was seeing. Her mother was naked and Ayush was between her legs, his face buried in her pussy. Giselle felt her face heat up in embarrassment and she quickly looked away.
"Mom?" she called out, her voice shaking slightly. She wanted to leave, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot.
Her mother moaned again and then said, "Oh, honey. You're here. Come here." Giselle hesitated, unsure of what to do. "I… uh… I can come back later," she stuttered. She didn't want to see her mother like this, especially not with Ayush.
"No, no. It's okay. Come here," her mother said. "There's something I want to show you." Giselle slowly walked over to the table, her eyes fixed on the floor. She didn't want to look at her mother and Ayush. When she reached the table, she looked up to see her mother smiling at her. Her mother reached out and took her hand. "Honey, this is Ayush. He's your new stepdaddy."
Giselle looked at Ayush, her eyes wide. "Stepdaddy?" she repeated. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her mother had just introduced Ayush as her stepfather. But he was the same age as her. This was all too much for Giselle to handle. She felt overwhelmed and she didn't know what to think.
Ayush smiled at her and stood up, wiping her mother's juices from his face. He was wearing only shorts and his hard cock was peeking through his shorts near his thighs. Giselle looked away shyly. She couldn't believe how muscular and well-built Ayush was. "Nice to meet you, Giselle. I'm Ayush. I'm your new stepdaddy," he introduced himself. He then hugged her and while hugging, he grabbed her ass. Giselle gasped in shock.
Giselle looked from Ayush to her mother, confusion and disbelief written all over her face. "Step… stepdaddy?" she stuttered. This couldn't be happening. Her mother was marrying someone the same age as her? It didn't make any sense. Giselle tried to process everything, but it was too much for her. She felt like she was dreaming.
Her mother smiled lovingly at Ayush and then looked back at Giselle. "Yes, honey. Ayush and I are getting married," she said. Giselle couldn't believe what she was hearing.
She looked at her mother and then back at Ayush. She couldn't understand how her mother could be with someone so much younger than her. It just didn't make sense. Giselle shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. "But… but he's my age," she protested weakly.
Her mother laughed softly. "I know it might seem strange, honey. But Ayush makes me very happy. He takes good care of me and he loves me very much," she explained. She squeezed Ayush's hand and smiled up at him lovingly. Giselle saw the way her mother looked at Ayush and she realized that her mother was truly in love with him.
Giselle felt a pang of sadness and longing. She had always wanted her mother to be happy, but she couldn't help feeling a little jealous. Why couldn't her mother have found someone older? Someone more suitable for her? She couldn't understand why her mother would choose someone her own age. Giselle took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She needed to be supportive of her mother, no matter what.
She looked at Ayush again and forced a smile. "It's nice to meet you… Ayush," she said politely. She tried to ignore the fact that he was only wearing shorts and that his hard cock was still peeking out. She looked away quickly, feeling shy.
Ayush hugged her again and grabbed her ass again. She felt shy and tried to move away but Ayush held her tightly. She tried to move away again but Ayush held her tight. She then said, "Ayush, please let me go." He let her go with a smile and said, "Welcome to the family, Giselle."
He then took out a card from his pocket and gave it to Giselle. Giselle took it with a confused look and looked at it. It was a debit card with $10,000,000 in it. She was shocked and looked at Ayush with wide eyes. "What is this?" she asked.
Ayush smiled and replied, "It's a gift from me to you." Giselle didn't know how to react. She didn't even know Ayush and he was already giving her such an expensive gift. She felt confused and overwhelmed. "I can't accept this," she said, trying to hand the card back to him.
Ayush shook his head and pushed her hand away. "No, it's yours. I want you to have it," he said with a smile. Giselle hesitated and then put the card in her pocket. She didn't know what to say or do. She felt so confused and overwhelmed by everything that was happening.
Ayush then said, "Please sit with me. We need to talk." Giselle sat with him in the living room while her mother was making breakfast. After some time, her mother came with breakfast and she began feeding Ayush in front of her. Giselle felt embarrassed seeing her mother feeding Ayush like a child, but she didn't say anything. She just watched silently.
While her mother was feeding Ayush, they were sharing their food with each other by chewing it and then kissing. Ayush chewed his food and then kissed Salma, transferring the chewed food from his mouth to hers. Giselle watched them, feeling disgusted but also intrigued. She had never seen her mother act like this before. It was like she had changed into a completely different person.
After they finished eating, her mother asked her, "Honey, how are you? Do you like your gift?"
Giselle hesitated for a moment before answering. "I'm… I'm okay, Mom. And thank you for the gift, but I don't feel comfortable accepting it."
Her mother frowned slightly. "Why not, honey? Ayush wants you to have it. He loves you very much." Giselle shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She didn't know how to explain her feelings to her mother.
"I know, Mom. It's just… I don't know him. And I feel weird accepting such an expensive gift from someone I don't even know."
Her mother sighed softly. "I understand how you feel, honey. But please try to give Ayush a chance. He's a good man and he makes me very happy." Giselle looked at her mother, seeing the sincerity in her eyes. She knew that her mother truly loved Ayush and that she wanted Giselle to accept him as well.
Giselle took a deep breath. "Okay, Mom. I'll try." Her mother smiled and hugged her tightly. "Thank you, honey. I'm so happy." Ayush hugged her from the other side.
Giselle blushed and hugged them back. "I love you both." They spent the rest of the day together. Giselle got to know Ayush better and she found herself liking him more and more. He was kind, funny, and very loving to her mother. He treated her like a queen and made her very happy.
As the day came to a close, Giselle realized that she had been wrong to judge Ayush based on his age. He was a good man who loved her mother very much and he made her happy. She decided to accept him as her stepfather and she was grateful to have him in their lives.
Ayush and her mother began discussing their wedding plans and they were very excited. Giselle joined in the conversation, suggesting ideas and helping with the planning. She could see how happy her mother was and she felt happy for her. As they talked, Giselle noticed that her mother was sitting on Ayush's lap and he was fingering her pussy. She was playing with her mother's boobs and kissing her neck.
Giselle watched her mother and Ayush together, feeling happy for them but also a little confused. She still couldn't believe that her mother was marrying someone her own age, but she was trying her best to accept it. As she watched them, she noticed that Ayush was being very intimate with her mother, kissing her neck and touching her in ways that made Giselle feel uncomfortable.
As she watched, Ayush suddenly pushed her mother down on the couch and spread her legs wide. Giselle gasped softly, shocked by Ayush's bold move. She wasn't used to seeing her mother in such an intimate position, especially with someone so young.
Ayush looked at Giselle and said, "Show your daughter how much you love me more than your ex-husband."
Giselle felt her face heating up as she watched Ayush finger her mother roughly. Her mother moaned in pleasure, her body arching upwards as Ayush touched her. Giselle could see how much her mother enjoyed Ayush's touch and it made her feel a little jealous, but at the same time, she was happy that her mother had found someone who could make her feel good.
As she watched, Giselle couldn't help but feel a little aroused herself. She had never seen anything like this before and it was making her body react in ways she wasn't expecting. She shifted uncomfortably on the couch, trying to ignore the warmth that was building up inside her.
After a few moments, her mother reached her orgasm and she moaned loudly, her body shaking with pleasure. Giselle quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed. She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed.
Ayush stood up and wiped his hand on his shorts, a satisfied smile on his face. "Good girl," he said to her mother.
While Salma was laying down on the couch exhausted due to continuous orgasms, Ayush turned to Giselle with a smile. "Call me daddy," he said, looking at her expectantly. Giselle blushed brightly and looked down at her hands, feeling shy.
"D… daddy," she stuttered, unable to look him in the eye. Ayush smiled broadly and sat next to her, pulling her into a hug.
"Good girl," he praised, kissing the top of her head. "And don't worry. You will have many siblings to play and take care of once I marry your mommy. I will impregnate her again and again." Giselle hugged him tightly, feeling happy and content. She knew that she still had a lot to learn and adjust to, but for now, she was just happy to have Ayush in their lives.
Later that night, Ayush and Salma were in bed, cuddling and talking about their plans for the future. Giselle was sleeping in the guest room. They were both tired from the events of the day, but they couldn't seem to fall asleep. They talked for a while longer before they finally drifted off.
Giselle had a hard time sleeping. She kept thinking about her mother and Ayush and their relationship. She couldn't believe that they were getting married and that Ayush would be her stepfather. She thought about how Ayush made her mother happy and how much he loved her. She also thought about the way Ayush treated her and how he made her feel special.
As she lay in bed, she couldn't shake the feeling of jealousy that had been building up inside her. Why couldn't she find someone like Ayush to love her? Why did her mother get to have all the happiness?
She tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Finally, she decided to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
Over the next few days, Giselle and Salma worked on the wedding plans. They decided to have a small, intimate wedding with just the three of them. Salma didn't want to invite any of her friends or family because she was afraid of their reactions. Ayush didn't have any friends or family either, so it would be just the three of them.
On the day of the wedding, they went to a small church in town. Salma wore a white wedding dress and Ayush wore a suit. Giselle wore a pink dress and served as both the bridesmaid and the best man.
The ceremony was short and sweet. Ayush and Salma exchanged vows and rings, and then they kissed. Giselle smiled and hugged them both, happy for her mother and new stepfather.
After the ceremony, they went back home. They had a small celebration with cake and champagne. Salma and Ayush were happy and in love. They knew that their relationship was not conventional, but they didn't care. They loved each other and that's all that mattered.
After the celebration, they all went to their rooms to rest.
Salma walked into the room that had been decorated for their wedding night. She gasped in shock as she looked around. There were mirrors all over the walls and several cameras set up around the room. On the bedside table were boxes of condoms.
She felt a chill run down her spine as she realized what this meant. Ayush had planned this all out, knowing that she would be his wife now. She was both excited and terrified at the thought of what he had in store for her.
She began to undress, her heart racing with anticipation. She couldn't wait to see what Ayush had planned for their first night together. She quickly got out of her wedding dress and helped Ayush take off his suit. She couldn't believe how muscular her new husband was.
As she finished undressing, she felt Ayush's hands on her shoulders. She turned around to see him looking at her with desire in his eyes.
"Are you ready, my queen?" he asked, his voice low and husky. Salma nodded, feeling a surge of excitement. She was ready to give herself to him completely.