I’m obsessed with porn—watching it gets me hard as a rock, and I jerk off to it every single day. Reading sex stories is my other guilty pleasure, especially the kinky ones about taboo relationships. They hit different, you know? This story is about my mom, Neeta, a 42-year-old school teacher. She’s not some drop-dead gorgeous babe, but she’s a woman with curves in all the right places—34-28-36, if you’re wondering. You can imagine how her body looks, soft and inviting, just enough to make any man’s head turn.

Mom always wears sarees, being the traditional Gujarati woman she is. My dad got transferred to Delhi, so now it’s just me, Mom, and my younger sister at home. This story kicks off when Mom was invited to a “party” at her school principal’s flat. She came to me that evening, all dolled up, and said, “Sunny, I’m heading to a party tonight. It might get late, so don’t wait up. Just drop me off there.” I nodded, ready to play the dutiful son, but something about her vibe made my gut tingle.