very cute and horny story
I hurriedly walked to the washroom. The washroom was in the corner outside of the main bedroom. I could see my blush through the washroom mirror. While I set foot outside the bathroom, he grabbed me suddenly. Heavens, I was amazed when he hugged me tightly.
He was a fit guy. The hug was so tight that my delicate boobs were squeezed hard against his chest. I was out of breath in all this excitement. He broke the tight hug and looked right into my eyes and then my lips hungrily. I have full thick lips with red lipstick applied.
He moved a hand behind my back and another behind the bend of my knee. He hoisted me up deftly with my body pressing onto his body. I was enjoying every bit of it. I rested my face over his shoulder and stared into his eyes, which was romantic.
He walked slowly, carrying me to the bedroom with one hand squeezing the skin just below my boobs. He rested me on the bed delicately. He pulled the wet saree out of my body. He quickly removed his shirt, banyan, and pants.
I am now lying on the bed with only a blouse on top and a petticoat at the bottom. He held my feet, sucked the toe fingers of my leg. I was moaning since this was a new feeling for me. He undid the knot of my petticoat and pulled them out of my legs.
He started kissing through the feet to the thigh. When his lips touched the inner of my thigh, I had a unique tingling sensation run through my body. I was wet once again. He was doing it with much patience. While his lips were sucking my inner soft white thigh, his hand rubbed my pussy over the panty.
He climbed over me, kissed my lips which were hungry again. We kissed with our tongues inside each other’s mouths, tasting the saliva of one another. He slid his hand inside my panty. His thumb started rubbing the clitoral hood with his tongue stuck inside my mouth.
He hurriedly tried to unbutton my blouse. He was struggling to unhook my tight blouse. I helped to undo my tight blouse for Madhan. He then pulled out the white bra. My boobs fell off the bra. I have huge, firm, milky boobs with thick broad nipples.
My husband spends more time sucking my nipples. He loves them. To my utter surprise, even Madhan, too, was staring at my erect nipples with his popped-out eyes. I shyly concealed my boobs with both of my hands. He parted my hands off the boobs.
He dug his face at the cleavage and pushed both the boobs against the sides of his cheek. He rubbed his face all over the boobs. His lips firmly sucked the part between my boobs.
Oh god, his strong hands are pressing my soft cushiony boobs strongly against either side of his cheek. His tongue started teasing me. He then sucked my neck. His hard squeeze made me feel pain alongside never before pleasure as well.
He pulled my panty low and parted my legs apart. His mouth locked onto my thick erect nipples. He dug his middle finger inside my pussy. His mouth started sucking nipples, hungry at the same time. Oh! I took a huge breath. He finger fucked me with his hungry mouth eating my boob one after the other.
He pulled out his finger from my wet pussy and moved his face to between my thighs. He looked at me with his warm breath falling over my pussy. He then locked his face between my thighs. He rubbed his face over the pussy pressing my thigh over the side of his ear.
He then parted my pussy lip slowly with his fingers which were already wet with precum. He rolled the tip of his tongue through the lower end of the pussy lip till the clitoris. Oh heavens, I was on cloud nine. I held his head with both of my hands and moaned louder.
He continued to lick my pussy with the tip of his tongue. He then increased the pace of his lick. He then continued with his full tongue moving through the pussy opening. His thumb was rubbing the clitoral hood vigorously.
I was moaning harshly with my hands pressing his head into my pussy. I was enjoying his tongue job. I was never licked like this. What a feeling! He then suddenly turned me around to a doggy position. He pulled his huge cock out of his underwear which was firm and juicy.
He made me stoop with my ass raised as high as possible with legs parted apart. He spanked my ass hard. I had a bad craving to feel his cock inside me. I started feeling slutty with his hand hitting my ass hard. I gave a loud moan.
He suddenly asked me, “Do you want inside me?” I kept silent and nodded. He spanked my ass hard again and asked me to say it. I wanted his cock inside me very badly since my pussy was deprived for a long time.
I said sluttishly, “I want you inside me.” He slid on a condom over his dick. He fingered me with two fingers, adjusted my ass, and positioned his cock on the pussy opening which was waiting. He pushed his cock in a standing position over my back.
Oh heavens, his cock went deep into me like a rod. I was moaning with my face pressed hard against the bed. He pushed his cock hard into me. He banged me hard with his hands pressing hard on my ass cheeks. He banged for some time and pulled out his cock.
He turned me around. He lied down on the bed. I remembered that I had told him during the chat that I like cowgirl style. He pulled me over him. He held his cock to position it into the pussy.
I rode him in a cowgirl position with my boobs squeezed and jumping. Oh god! I circularly moved my hips feeling his cock all over the inside of my pussy. I enjoyed every bit of this closed.
I found the urge and started moving my hips faster. He held me, stopping. Pushed me onto the bed, lifted my legs high, and banged me hard with the bed, making a jerking noise.
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I had a great time with Madhan. He bid goodbye and left. As per the commitment, he never disturbed me by asking me for the next meet or stuff. But I was disturbed and wanted his cock inside me again.
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she also deserves ne nice romantic affair storyThey just kept coming and cumming, one cock after another. She imagined a long line of strange men outside the door, seemingly waiting to use the men's room, but actually waiting to use her body inside of it. Most didn't last more than a few minutes, just used and abused her bruised and aching body for their own orgasm, blowing their loads deep inside her while telling her what a filthy disgusting whore she was. She couldn't believe how simultaneously disgusted and turned on she was - or how many of them were able to make her cum and cry out vile epithets.
One particularly strong, tattooed guy held her up with her back against the graffitied wall and fucked her pussy, bouncing her on his hips, with her legs wrapped around him. The penetration was so deep that she had her hardest orgasm of the night, creaming and screaming as he impaled her over and over with his huge cock, her ragdoll body completely at his mercy.
Several men wanted blow jobs, but she was too drunk and exhausted to hold her mouth open without grazing them with her teeth, so they each gave up on that notion pretty quickly.
She found that the ass-fucking didn't hurt anymore, after the third guy who did it. Her tight hole was well-lubricated now and had adjusted to be able to accommodate even the larger cocks. In fact, she found herself cumming a couple of times during anal, just at the thought of how she was being fucked hard in the ass, unprotected, by a complete stranger.
These strange, sweaty older men had her in every possible position the small room would allow - on her back on the floor, on her side, on her knees, over the sink backwards and forwards, up against the wall, against the door. Cock after cock sunk into either her pussy or her ass, or both. She tried to keep count of how many, but blacked out for a while around 22 and wasn't sure how many cocks fucked her while she was unconscious. If the mess of cum dripping from her battered asshole and pussy and pooling on the floor was any indication, though, it was quite a few.
After a particularly violent ass-fucking that had her screaming for more, she laid on her side in a puddle of cum, her body and hair sticky with it. Exhausted, she wondered if she would black out before the next cock entered her, and found herself trying to stay awake.
"Hey, what's going on here," a voice said at last. She looked up in surprise to see the friendly bartender, Marcus, standing above her. "Woah, look at you. What a mess! Let me help you up."
Unable to speak, her eyes welled up with tears as she accepted his strong arms and tried to stand. Finding it difficult, she leaned into him. He started to pull her dress up from where it was still bunched up around her waist, and she thought, with a confusing mix of relief and regret, "it's finally over, he's going to help me get out of here."
But then, instead of pulling the dress up over her, he began to fondle boobs. And then to squeeze them.
"Oh no," she whimpered.
"Well I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner, you look pretty used up," he said regretfully. "Would've been better fresh, I bet. But somebody had to keep your boyfriend busy at the bar."
"Raj," she cried softly, overcome with guilt. How could she have done this to him.
"He's passed out now," Marcus smiled. "I guess I should just be glad I get a turn, right?" He continued massaging her breasts as she leaned on him, unable to fully process her own hopelessness.
"Mmm, these are amazing," he said appreciatively, taking her left nipple into his mouth and sucking gently. She moaned reflexively.
"Sensitive, too," he added after giving the hard tip a lick.
"Amazing, and you had enough support in this little dress, with no bra?"
"It's got underwires built in." Why did he care?
"Amazing," he repeated, working them with his hands as she closed her eyes, leaning back against the wall now, and moaned. At least he was being gentle; after a few of the guys had slapped and bitten them, this actually felt rather nice.
Lost in the feeling, she barely noticed him laying her back down on the cum-covered concrete floor, removing his pants and boxers, and straddling her waist. "Hold them together for me," he requested, and she complied, utterly defeated, allowing him to tit-fuck her. It felt strange, but at least it didn't hurt. His tip kept bumping into her chin and mouth, though, and after a few rough pushes, she instinctively opened her mouth so her lips and tongue kissed his big cock with each thrust.
He finally came, coating her tits with his hot spray, and then he used his cock and hands to rub it in, massaging it into her breasts as though it were oil or lotion. "Beautiful," he remarked, leaning back to admire his work.
"I want to go home," she begged.
"Yes," he nodded kindly. "I think you've had enough. And besides I think every cock in the club already fucked you," he added with a chuckle.
"Every...how many," she managed.
"Oh, must've been at least 40 of them. You know, not EVERY guy in the club, some of them didn't want to, especially after the first 20 or so had made such a mess of you."
Hot tears of shame burned down her cheeks.
"Oh, and not your boyfriend, obviously," he laughed.
"Please," she begged again.
"Right right. Well the thing is, we can't have you, like, going to the police or anything, claiming you've been raped. So, I don't see how we can let you leave."
"PLEASE!" She pleaded desperately. "I won't tell anyone. I swear it!"
He looked her over thoughtfully. "IF we let you go, and you do tell someone, I promise we will find you and make you our fuck-toy for the rest of your worthless life."
She looked at him in horror, her mouth agape...and her poor, abused pussy somehow throbbing again at the suggestion.
"Okay okay," he chuckled. "Well I suppose it won't do to let the old boyfriend see you like this. Although in the state he's in, he might not even notice. Anyway let's get you dressed." With surprising gentleness, he helped her straighten her dress, and washed the smeared makeup off of her face with a cool, wet paper towel.
Her eyes were bleary and bloodshot, her hair was a tangled and matted mess, her dress was rumpled and stained, and she had more than 40 strange men's cum coating her breasts, deep in her pussy and asshole, and dripping down her legs.
But somehow she managed to walk out of there, get into a cab, and go home with her completely oblivious boyfriend.
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Megha's story and fucking her is sooo fucking awesomeMegha: No penetration.
He kept grinding despite Megha’s feeble protest. Precum was oozing from his dick, and it made it easier for his cock to slide between her buttcheeks.
Kishan (whispered in her ear): You need a man’s touch since your husband is away. There is no harm in a little skin-to-skin rubbing.
Megha kept murmuring, “No penetration.” It was less of an instruction to Kishan but rather a reminder not to cross the line. While her mouth weakly protested, her body was giving in. All the rubbing had made it wet. She could feel the warmth of his cock pressed between her ass cheeks.
She was longing for such attention. She closed her eyes and arched her back. This gave Kishan the signal to go further. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her from behind. Pressed against her body, he realized how soft her ass was.
He tried to grope her breasts, but she covered them with her arms. So he did what he learned yesterday was the best way to weaken her defense. He slid one of his hands down over her clit and started rubbing it.
Megha was in a trance as she was pleasured from the front and behind. Her grip loosened, and Kishan used that opportunity to cup her breasts. Unlike yesterday, there was no cloth in his way, and he could feel the soft skin of her tits.
He realized Megha was getting close to her orgasm. So he increased the pace of grinding his dick on her ass. He wanted to cum with her because he knew she would not let him explore her body that easily once she came. Megha felt the tension building inside her body.
She grabbed Kishan’s hand, rubbed her clit and pressed it even harder. Seeing she was asking for more, Kishan pinched her nipple, and they both climaxed at that moment. Kishan shot loads of cum on her back. He could feel his warm jizz sliding down her body.
Even after he climaxed, he kept rubbing his limp dick on her ass. He was acting like a hungry dog who didn’t know when to get his next meal. Megha was too tired to protest. She was still gasping for breath. Kishan tried to make the most of this opportunity.
He stepped to her side, bent down on his knees. He started licking the breast he had been holding for so long. Her nipples were hard after all the excitement she had just experienced. She tried pushing his face away from her tits, but this was a new experience for her. She was too tired to care, so she let him have his way.
Kishan hungrily sucked on her tits. There was no way he was going to let her go without fucking her brains out. But he had to find a way to convince her. He knew that once she was close to her orgasm, she was much more receptive to his incursions.
But he would have to take things slow. Otherwise, she might push him away. After sucking on her tits for a while, he stood up and cleaned his dick in the shower. Megha had also gathered herself, and she stepped out of the bathroom before Kishan could try anything else.
Kishan realized he had broken too many boundaries on the same day. He would have to be more patient from now on. He decided not to visit her that night. He wanted her to get more desperate for her orgasm. He wanted her to beg him for more to have the upper hand in the relationship.
Then he could make her do things that she would normally not approve of. He started spacing out the days between his visits to her room, which worked. Megha was edgier every time he visited her. She would dress seductively to catch his attention.
Every time he visited her, she offered herself to him and let him use her however he wanted. With this plan, Kishan began exploring different things on every visit. Anytime she protested, he would not visit her for the next few days.
He would have her kneel under the shower and place his dick between her juicy tits. She was new to all this, but she quickly learned how to give a boobjob. She would let him suck her tits or eat her pussy. Anything, as long as she could get an orgasm.
Their afternoon session was usually short. But they had much more time during the night when everyone was asleep. He would pull down the straps of her nightie to release her tits. In that semi-naked state, make her sit in his lap. Before going to bed, his dinner was her boobs.
While she was in his lap, his hands would roam freely over her body. The only rule she had was “No Penetration.” other than that. He could grab her ass, feel her pussy and even rub her asshole. But despite getting so much freedom from his mistress, Kishan was greedy for more.
He wanted to find a way to get past her last rule. He knew she wanted his cock, seeing the way she would grind her pussy over his dick. But she wanted to keep pretending that she was not cheating on her husband. Having full-fledged sex would break that illusion.
Right now, she could tell herself that letting Kishan rub her was no different than she was rubbing herself. All this drama made Kishan restless. He was so close yet so far. He had already pushed Megha so far. He only needed to come up with some excuse to fuck the young bride.
Kishan would slide his raging hardon between her legs every day. But as much as it turned her on, she did not reveal her feelings. Kishan sensed that she wanted it too by noticing how wet she would get every time he would rub his cock over her pussy.
But she was looking for some excuse to reveal her slutty side. So Kishan came up with a cunning plan to push her over the edge. He knew that she wouldn’t let him enter her pussy because she couldn’t risk her getting pregnant. Since any sign of pregnancy in her husband’s absence would raise doubts.
But this didn’t rule out her ass. If he were to fuck her ass, there is no way anyone in the family would find that out. So he decided to put his plan into action the very next day. But he also knew that he had to be sneaky. If Megha were to sense any mischief, she could end all his adventures.
That night he had Megha lying on the bed as usual with her face down. That day he also decided to put a pillow under her belly so that her ass was sticking out. He sat over her ass, and while in that position, he started massaging her butt. He proceeded to spread her ass cheeks with his palm.
Then he started rubbing her asshole with his thumb. Megha flinched as this was a new sensation for her. Seeing that she wasn’t resisting, Kishan soon turned the rubbing into poking. He spat on her butthole and lubricated it with his saliva.
After warming her up, he tried to slide in the tip of his thumb as gently as he could. Megha gave no reaction. “She must not have felt the slight intrusion,” thought Kishan.
Kishan didn’t want to startle her, so he pulled his thumb out and again rubbed her hole. Megha enjoyed all the attention her ass was receiving from his fingers. She began wiggling her ass in sync with his poking and tried to squeeze his thumb between her ass cheeks.
Kishan saw that she was vulnerable and pushed his thumb further in. This took Megha by surprise, and she kept out of his grip. She turned back to look at him with surprise.
Megha: What are you doing, Kishan? Haven’t I told you that I couldn’t cheat on my husband? But you always keep pushing for more.
Kishan: I was only trying to please you, Meghaji. I understand that as a faithful wife, you can’t let me penetrate your pussy. But a woman’s virtue is not determined by her ass. There is no harm in having some foreplay with your butt. I saw how much you were enjoying it.
Megha: You don’t understand, Kishan. Wouldn’t my husband find out if you poke my ass?
Kishan: Trust me, Meghaji. Unmarried girls nowadays do anal sex all the time. They do it because their future husbands can never find out about that. They can only tell if a girl had vaginal sex or not by checking their hymen.
Megha wasn’t fully convinced. But Kishan was in no mood to stop. He could see that the fruit of his hard work was within reach. He pulled Megha back and mounted her ass. He knew once she started enjoying this foreplay, there was no going back.
Without waiting for Megha’s permission, he spread her ass apart and shoved his face in. He finger fucked her butthole while his tongue was busy tasting her pussy. This double strike was getting too much for Megha to handle, and she started squirming. Seeing Megha was in a trance, Kishan increased his pace.
Megha let out a gasp. This was Megha’s first time getting penetrated by Kishan. She was overwhelmed by his intensity. She was biting down hard on the pillow to avoid making any sound. Kishan could hear her whimpering sound as she neared her orgasm.
He was giving his best. He wanted to make this the best experience of her life. If she enjoys this, she will let him do this again. This intense fingering gave Megha her first experience of squirting. She looked back, embarrassed at Kishan, who was sweating from all the work.
He knew he had hit the jackpot. Now she will be begging for more. Over the next few days, Kishan slowly began inserting 2 fingers up her ass. It was difficult at first, but soon her ass warmed up to that. His target was to soften up her ass for the final day when he would stick his cock up her ass.
That day, he sneakily replaced his fingers with his dick without Megha noticing. He placed the mushroom head of his cock at the entrance of her ass hole and gave it a push. Megha’s ass had been trained by now, and it gladly swallowed his dick without much resistance.
Kishan couldn’t quite believe his luck. His dick had finally inside Megha, and she didn’t even know it. His dick was aching to push all the way, but he knew he had to be patient. He had to prevent Megha from seeing what was happening behind her back, so he placed one hand on her neck.
Now he gently thrust his cock even further inside her. He waited in that position for a few moments. He couldn’t help but savor that moment. There was a sense of achievement at being able to ass-fuck a rich lady and that too his mistress. In his quest to fuck her pussy, he managed to get inside her ass.
This was his dream come true. He tightened his grip on her neck as he started pulling out, but his dick didn’t want to leave the comfort of her ass. So instead of pulling out completely, he stayed inside and started giving short thrusts.
Megha: I love what you are doing with your fingers,
Kishan. Why haven’t you tried it before?
Kishan (panting): Well, if you like it so much, we can do it every day.
Megha whispering her approval to him made him even hornier. He gave the final few thrusts and pulled out. He couldn’t risk cumming inside her as that would alert her. He grabbed her waist and turned her over. Placing his dick above her pussy, he bent forward and started sucking on her nipple.
He was just about to cum when he pulled out. So after a few moments of grinding on her navel, he ejaculated. Even after the orgasm, he continued rubbing his limp dick on her belly.
Megha had never seen him so passionate. She could feel the warmth of his cum on her belly. She had never allowed him to cum on her body before. But today, he didn’t ask for her permission. “He must have been hornier today,” she thought.
She tried pulling her nipple out of his mouth, but she couldn’t push his face away. He sucked on her tits like a child who hadn’t been fed in days. Kishan wanted to have a complete love-making experience. He didn’t want to quit so soon.
But seeing Megha was getting restless, he finally got up and put on his clothes. He didn’t know how long he would be able to keep this secret. But no matter how long it would last, he would try to make the most of it. All this risk was worth it if he could get just one more opportunity to shove his dick inside her.
Over the next few days, Kishan realized that his plan was foolproof. As long as he could keep Megha from turning around by holding her neck, there was no way she was going to find out what he was putting inside her.
The time he had spent finger fucking her ass had helped him gain Megha’s trust. She was too busy enjoying herself instead of checking on him. But he also doubted that Megha secretly knew that her ass was getting fucked every day.
She would always be suspiciously calm while he was inside her ass. And not even once tried to turn around and check on him. Pretending to be unaware allowed her to enjoy all the pleasures while still maintaining the facade of a faithful wife.
Kishan sensed the dilemma she was in and decided to take advantage of the situation. He no longer tried to hide what he was up to. He stopped holding her neck and started giving long hard thrusts up her ass. He wanted to see how far she would take her act of innocence.
But Megha pretended not to notice anything. This gave him further confidence. He started grabbing her breasts from behind while ass fucking her. He wanted to give a clear signal that his fingers were not inside her.
But still, there was no reaction from Megha. So he took the final step that he had always dreamt of and started cumming inside her. Megha let him do that. After their daily session, she would avoid eye contact but pretended like she hadn’t noticed anything unusual.
Kishan was now free to grope her however he wanted. He had finally converted the faithful wife into his slut. But their daily routines weren’t going unnoticed. Someone else had found out about their secret, and things were about to get very spicy.
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Wowww niceMegha Akash was a 27-year-old newlywed young bride. Her parents wanted a comfortable life for her. So they married her into a rich family. Her new home was as luxurious as she could imagine. But she lacked the freedom she enjoyed before marriage.
Her husband, Ravi, worked as an architect. Due to his demanding job, he spent weeks at the project site and rarely returned home. This meant Megha was left in the house with her in-laws. Apart from them, there was also a middle-aged helper, Kishan, who stayed with the family.
Like any other bride, Megha had sexual urges, but her husband’s obsession with work left her sexually unsatisfied. Her attractive physique caught everyone’s attention in the neighborhood. Even though she dressed conservatively while going out, her sari could not hide her curves.
After her marriage, many neighbors invited her family for dinner to get a chance to stare at her body. Everyone from the watchman to the shopkeepers used to check out her curvy ass when she would walk past them. She enjoyed the attention.
Deep down inside, it also made her sad as she longed for her husband to satisfy her. She eventually turned to masturbation to release the sexual tension in her body. Every afternoon after the elders went to sleep, she would lock herself inside her bathroom.
She would turn on the shower and rub herself while fantasizing about having hardcore sex. She hoped that due to the sound of the shower, no one would notice. But she was wrong.
Like many others, the family helper, Kishan, had been eyeing the new member of the family. But unlike the outsiders who had only seen Megha dressed in a conservative sari, Kishan had seen her in much more revealing outfits. His favorite part of the day was when Megha changed into her nightie before bed.
Not only did the nightie fail to cover her thighs, but it also gave a nice view of her juicy tits. Kishan would visit her room every night with the excuse of making her bed. In reality, all he wanted was to watch his mistress walk around in skimpy clothes.
Since Kishan had been living with the family for many years, Megha didn’t mind his presence in her room at night. Megha didn’t know the locality very well. Kishan used to accompany her to the market. He noticed that although she pretended to dress like a conservative wife. She always enjoyed getting everyone’s attention. Her behavior made him suspect that she would eventually have an affair. No way a young bombshell like her would stay faithful to her husband, who was mostly absent.
In the afternoon, after finishing his work, he would often masturbate while fantasizing about Megha having sex with her lover. On one such afternoon, his desires got the better of him. He decided he would watch her sleeping mistress while masturbating.
He walked up to her room but was disappointed to find that her bed was empty and she was taking a shower. Dejected, he decided to try again later, but something caught his attention. He could hear a low moan coming from the bathroom.
It seemed like Megha was hurt, so he called out her name, but no response came. He suspected the worst. Megha must have slipped inside and lost consciousness. Thinking it was an emergency, he pushed the door open with force. What he saw next surprised him. Megha was lying on the floor with her legs apart and handing over her pussy. She was lost in the euphoria and hadn’t heard Kishan call out her name. Seeing him rush inside, she instinctively closed her legs and pulled them close to her body.
She tried covering her boobs with her arms, but they were too big for her skinny arms. She looked up at Kishan and saw him staring down at her wet body. Despite her best attempt, her boobs were spilling out of her arms. Seeing her in that state, Kishan couldn’t take his eyes off her.
They stared at each other in uncomfortable silence. Kishan finally spoke, “I am sorry, madam, I didn’t mean to interrupt you. I heard you moaning, and I thought you had hurt yourself.” Saying this, he turned back and walked out, leaving Megha alone on the floor. She was embarrassed that Kishan had seen her in such a compromising position. What if he tells this to someone else? What if he tells this to her in-laws? A million things were running through her mind.
She eventually gathered herself and started looking for something to cover her body. She realized she had left her clothes on her bed. So she stepped out of the bathroom. She found that Kishan was still standing there with a towel in his hand, to her surprise.
Before Megha could say anything, he came close to her and covered her upper body with the towel. While placing the towel, she could feel his fingers touch against her bare skin. Megha was conscious that she was still naked below her waist.
Only her hand covered her pussy. Rest everything was visible to Kishan. She tried to break the uncomfortable silence.
Megha: It’s not like it looks like Kishan bhaiya. I was just washing down there.
Kishan held her by her shoulders.
Kishan: You don’t have to be ashamed, madam. What you were doing is a perfectly natural thing.
Megha blushed. Her flimsy excuse was not enough. She stared at the floor in embarrassment.
Kishan: I understand your situation, madam. A young woman like you has urges that require attention. Unfortunately, your husband doesn’t provide you with that. I am sorry for you.
Megha was uncomfortable. She didn’t like that someone like Kishan talked with her about masturbation while she stood there half-naked. Kishan’s hands were still pressing down on her shoulders.
Megha: I don’t know what to say, Kishan bhaiya. You weren’t supposed to see me like that. But now that you have, can you promise me you will keep it a secret?
Kishan: Of course, madam, why would I tell anyone else? I have served this family faithfully for years. I will continue to do so. Seeing you in such a helpless state is difficult for me. If you allow me, I can serve you to the best of my ability.
Megha: I am grateful for your concern Kishan. But you can serve me well by keeping this a secret, especially from my in-laws. Seeing her getting worried, Kishan realized that she was desperate.
Kishan: I’ll do that only if you promise to accept my help.
Megha was apprehensive, as was Kishan trying to blackmail her.
Megha: I can’t sleep with you, Kishan bhaiya, if that’s what you want from me.
Kishan held her face with his palms and lifted it. She was indeed the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. And here she was at his mercy.
Kishan: That’s not my intention, madam. I would never do that to a faithful wife like you. You have maintained your chastity despite your husband leaving you alone, and I admire that. I want to make life easier for you.
Megha wasn’t sure where this was going. She looked cluelessly at Kishan, who was cupping her face with his palms.
Kishan: There are a lot more things you can do other than rubbing yourself. But you need a man’s touch to feel those pleasures. As your servant, I feel it is my duty to provide you with that.
Megha: It’s not your job to pleasure me, Kishan.
Kishan: No, madam, I can’t see you struggling like this. I see no other way than to inform your husband. If he finds out what you are going through, he will pay more attention.
Megha panicked at hearing this. Her husband found out this was the last thing she wanted.
Megha: No, Kishan! I told you there is no need for that. I can handle it on my own. You don’t have to worry about it.
Kishan: I’ll leave it up to you, Meghaji. I have already seen you naked. There is no harm in giving it a try. You can take your time to think over whether you want my help or not. Just don’t punish yourself for your husband’s faults.
Saying this, Kishan walked out of the room. He knew he had played his cards right. He left Megha indecisive. On the surface, Kishan did make sense. It was her husband who had not been paying attention to her.
Why should she be the one suffering because of that? And how wrong can some touching be? It’s not like she was having sex with another man.
The rest of the day, she avoided eye contact with Kishan. She didn’t want to seem too eager for his offer. At night Kishan visited her room as usual to make her bed. Like every day, Megha was wearing a nightie. But today, she wasn’t wearing a robe over that to cover herself in front of him.
She stayed quiet while he did his work, and after he was done, she sat on the corner of the bed with her legs on full display. Kishan already had an erection by now. “Why was she not wearing a robe?” he thought to himself. Although his work was done, his eyes were still glued to her legs.
As Kishan stared at her, she adjusted her legs, and he caught a glimpse of her bare pussy. He realized she wasn’t wearing any panties, and he hungrily looked up into her eyes.
Megha was staring back at him. Kishan realized her intent and placed his hands on her thighs. Megha shivered and held his hands, pretending to stop them. But Kishan knew she wanted it but didn’t want to show she was asking for it. He kept moving his hands up her legs until they reached underneath her nightie.
Megha had started breathing heavily as Kishan pushed her nightie up to her waist and cupped her bare pussy. His other hand started moving upward to grab her breasts, but she stopped him.
Megha: This is not for your enjoyment Kishan, remember. You promised you wanted to serve me, now is your chance.
Kishan was not going to argue. This was once in a lifetime opportunity he would get to feel up a rich lady. Right now, his goal was to give her pleasures that she had never experienced before. He parted her legs and pushed her back on the bed.
While looking straight into her eyes, he started eating her pussy. Megha was overwhelmed by the sensation she felt. She closed her eyes and tried to savor the moment. “This is not cheating,” she kept telling herself. As long as there is no penetration, this should be fine.
The thought of penetration excited her even more. She couldn’t get it out of her mind. Meanwhile, Kishan covered her mouth with his hand as she started to moan. He saw her enjoying herself and decided to take another chance at feeling her breasts.
To his surprise, Megha didn’t protest this time. She let him grope her boobs. This gave him more confidence. He started pinching her nipples from over her dress. This combination pushed Megha into orgasm, and she pushed his face between her legs.
Kishan got up and wiped his face, covered in some hard-earned sweat. He knew he had done everything right. After today Megha would be craving for his magic. He turned back, pleased with himself and walked out.
A day that started with him wanting to jerk off to her had ended with him first watching her naked and then eating her out. He went to bed knowing that all the rich men in the neighborhood would be jerking off in their bathrooms thinking about the woman he had just laid his hands on.
The next morning he woke up planning his next move. He knew his next opportunity might come that afternoon. After lunch, he waited for the elders to sleep and quietly slipped into Megha’s room. Again he found that she was inside her bathroom taking a shower.
After he broke through the door yesterday, the door could not be locked. So he took his clothes off and pushed the door open. Megha was rubbing soap on her body when she saw someone enter the bathroom. She was surprised to see Kishan walk in naked.
He was asking for her permission till a day ago. Today he was bold enough to pull his dick out in front of her while she was nude. Kishan just stood there watching the water running down her body. He gently massaged his dick with his hand while making eye contact with her.
Megha was surprised at his boldness. She wanted to scold him, but the sight of his growing dick softened her response. She would have to use every ounce of her energy to control herself.
Megha: I wasn’t doing anything, Kishan. I was taking a bath.
Kishan just smiled. It didn’t matter to him whether she was taking a shower or not. He was too horny to give up this opportunity when everyone else in the house was asleep. He came close to her and stood behind her back. And there it was, the famous bubble butt that every man in the neighborhood had been fantasizing about. As Megha was shivering under the cold water, her ass was swaying seductively. Kishan would have liked nothing more than to fuck her from behind in that position.
His hands instinctively grabbed her waist, and he pulled her closer to himself. His erect dick found the sweet spot between her butt cheeks, and he began grinding his dick on her ass. But Megha, who had so far been quiet, was alerted by this.
Megha: I can’t have sex with you, Kishan. That would be cheating, and I can’t do that to my husband.
Kishan: Don’t worry, madam, I would never do anything without your permission. I respect your choice. After all, you are a faithful wife.
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wowwwwI pressed my nails hard on Sanjay's arms and made a deep scratch as Anand was making me cum like a slut.
"Ohhh... Anand ji... no one has ever made me cum like this"
"That's why we go for housewives like you Rajisha. There is a kick in fucking another man's wife and make her moan and cum like a cheap slut" Anand boasted.
"And posh woman like you enjoy it too as it is a forbidden fruit" he added.
"Are you a cheap slut Rajisha?" Anand asked with his deep voice.
My body was burning with desire to have sex with this fat and terrifying man.
"Only for you Anand ji. I am your whore" I had lost all shame.
"Don't forget about me bitch. Once my brother is done fucking you I will take my turn" said Sanjay.
I turned my head towards Sanjay to see what he was doing.
Sanjay had taken off his shirts and trousers and was sitting on the bed wearing only his boxers. He looked so muscular and menacing and I couldn't even imagine how hard it would be to handle that bull.
I noticed that I had scratched his arms so deep with my sharp nails. "I... I am sorry" I said.
Sanjay said sarcastically "I won't be a gentleman like Anand bhai. When I am done with you, you will be gasping for breath".
I noticed the huge tent between his legs. As big as my fist! I shivered just at the thought of Sanjay fucking me.
"Not so soon Rajisha. Not until I take a King's share of your fresh meat" Anand snapped at me.
Anand held my legs with his hands, lifted my legs up and put my ankles over his shoulders.
"Ah!" I was ready to lose my chastity to this fat goon.
Anand placed his dripping wet penis head over my pussy and rubbed. My cum and Anand's precum mixed and gave so much lubrication.
Anand traced my slit with his erect penis and pushed gently. "Be ready to lose your chastity, you whore".
"please fuck me fast Anand ji... I am more excited to lose my chastity to you now than I was when I had lost my virginity to Anupam".
In one hard push "slush".. Anand's thick and wet cock was inside me.
"Ummmmpff" I let out a muffled moan and turned my head sideways.
Anand held both my hands and pinned them to the sides of my head. He started moving his penis inside me slowly.
As he started fucking, Anand leaned over me and licked the sides of my neck with a dirty slurp. Then he licked my soft cheeks.
"You are no longer Anupam's chaste wife. You are my private slut now"
"Awww... yes Anand ji... I am your slut. Fuck me.. fuck me faster" I moaned.
" ahh... Rajisha... I am getting turned on by your flared nose" Anand sucked my nose. It felt so dirty and cheap.
"Chiiii..." it was repulsive.
Anand got turned on by my reaction and stuffed his bearded face into my sweaty armpits.
"Oh Rajisha... even your underarms smell and taste as clean as a lime pie" Anand licked my underarms and started fucking me harder and faster.
"Mmmmm.. owwwww..." I started enjoying his fetish abuse and fucking.
His beard was doing some magic and wherever it rubbed my body and gave skin sores, I found pleasure and wanted more of that subtle pain.
"Rajisha... does Anupam fuck you good?" asked Anand.
"Not as good as you Anand ji.. and he stopped fucking me since last one year". I boosted Anand's ego and he started humping me harder.
"If he is a good fucker then why don't you have babies yet?" asked Anand.
"Because he always wears a condom," I said.
I realized what blunder I had done "Oh shit!"
Anand gave me an evil smile "and yet you let me fuck you with out a condom".
"Anand ji... this is a mistake.. please go and put on a condom. I will wait like a good slut. Anupam keeps condoms in the bedside drawer." I pleaded.
Anand laughed "what makes you think I will wear one?" He pinned my hands down harder and started fucking me faster.
"Awwww.. Anand ji... it feels good to fuck bare skin... but..."
"But what you whore?" grumbled Anand and went for my weak spot again.
"I... I have never let my husband fuck me without a condom. I am scared now... please wear a cond.... ahhhhh... mmmmmaaaahhhh"
Anand started licking and sucking my neck and rubbed his beard all over it while he kept banging me. He was killing me slowly.
My mangalsutra was glowing with the sweat and saliva of another man.
"Rajisha... I had fucked models and actresses. But you are one hell of a fuck with your short and curvy body and homely face".
"Ahhh.. ahhhh... mmmmm... I am going to cum again..." I cried.
Anand pumped his fat ass faster and fucked me more intensely.
My body twisted again as another intense orgasm hit me.
"Aaaaahhh... Anand.." I screamed as I came hard and grabbed Anand's fat hairy ass.
The waves of my orgasm hit me and I felt like my head was spinning.
My pussy was oozing thick cum slowly. Anand lifted his head from my neck and looked at my sweating face.
His eyes were feasting on me. My neck. My cheeks. And ofcourse my flared nose that turned him on so much.
"Look at that pretty face... I am going to cum now" moaned Anand.
"NOOOO!!! ANAND JI... NOT INSIDE ME. YOU ARE NOT WEARING A CONDOM... PLEASE... MMMMPFFFH..."
Anand muffled my screams by kissing my mouth. I couldn't move. I couldn't scream. I waited in fear for the inevitable.
Anand's body shivered as he came like a flood. He bit my lips sooo hard that he gave me a tiny cut.
"Arrrrrgggghhh....." Anand shuddered as he emptied his thick load of semen inside me.
First it felt like a warm splash inside my vagina. He kept cumming inside me and filled my tiny hole. My pussy was overflowing with his cum and I felt his cum was leaking out on my inner thighs. A stream of our mixed juices was flowing towards my asshole.
"Arggghhhhh.. Rajisha... you are a dirty whore now." Anand moaned with pride.
"What have you done to me..." I cried.
My body felt good with all that intense fucking and pleasure yet my mind was filled with shame. I am no longer pure. I am not a good wife anymore and this fat bastard had emptied his balls inside my chaste pussy.
I am his dirty whore now. Not even my husband had cum inside me. Tears rolled down.
At the same time, I felt my body twitch again. Before I realized what was happening I came once more with a short and quick orgasm this time.
Anand's warm splash of cum inside my vagina, his quivering penis and my emotional roller coaster, all had triggered another unexpected orgasm for me.
"Mmmmaaahhhh.. Anand ji..." I cried in shame and passion as I came for the third time.
Anand slowed down and sucked on my bleeding lips and licked all over my sweaty face, neck and sweaty underarms.
"I have fucked you so hard and tasted all your body juices you beautiful bitch" Anand said in ecstasy.
Then he laid his fat body over mine for a few minutes. Both my tears and orgasm had subsided now.
Anand rolled over to my side.
"Ahhhh..." I gasped and let out a big sigh of relief as Anand got off me.
I turned my head away.
Sanjay was now taking off his boxers and his monster cock sprung up like a king cobra.
My body shuddered in fear.
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make moreShe brushed aside all the thoughts to fuck him right then and proceeded to adjust the temperature of water in the bucket. She asked him to sit on the stool and proceeded to bath him. She took the soap and lathered up his upper body and his legs. She then asked him to stand up to soap his privates. She applied soap on her hands and rubbed all along the length of his shaft. His penis twitched at her touch. She then proceeded to his balls. After applying soap for longer than what would be considered normal, she asked him to turn. She then lathered his butt. She gently squeezed his butt and he turned to look at her. She then cleaned the backside including his crack and his asshole. He was rock solid at this point. She washed off the soap gently with her hand.
She towel-dried him and tied it around his waist and escorted him to the guest bedroom. She took fresh underwear and took the towel off. She was squatting with his rock hard shaft inches from her again. She was so tempted that she lost control and took his erect penis in her mouth. Her tongue played with the tip. She could taste the salty precum and his penis engorged in her mouth. She could smell his manly musk and that made her more wet.
She came back to her senses, letting his penis out. Krishna was now breathing heavily. She apologized profusely at her behavior and left the room with him standing naked.
Embarrassed and horny at the same time, she rushed to her room, closed the door. Her aching clitoris took control of her and she discarded her dress in a swift motion. She touched her pussy to realize her underwear was soaking with her juices. She took it off and lied on the bed naked. Her fingers soon found her clitoris.
She was so horny that she was furiously rubbing herself when the door flung open. She could see through the valley of her legs Krishna was standing clutching a towel around his waist. Krishna's eyes were fixed on her open legs and her pussy.
He let the towel go and climbed on the bed naked. He approached her from her legs, stopped at her now oozing pussy, and kissed her pussy. She was never kissed down there till now and her back arched in response. The flurry of sensations his tongue brought down there took her to the peak and she climaxed with him licking her juices. She could feel her juices trickling down her asshole onto the bed.
She grabbed him by his chin and kissed him. She could smell herself in his lips and it drove her wild. She never thought someone would enjoy kissing and licking down there. She had seen in porn but she knew it was fake. All her friends drone on and on about how their husbands want a blowjob but never return the favor.
He kissed her passionately, holding her cheeks. She could feel the tip of his penis touching the entry to her vagina like he was asking permission to enter. She chuckled at the thought. She grabbed his butt and pushed him deep in. She was never penetrated this deep.
They had such an intense session of lovemaking that it felt like it had been hours. He finally exploded inside her with her thighs locking him deep inside. She could feel his warm fluid deep inside her. She didn't want to let him go out. Exhausted, both slept off for a while.
When she woke up, he was fast asleep. Her thighs, ass had been matted with cum oozing out. She didn't care. She hugged him and slept.
The next day, she was bubbling with enthusiasm in the kitchen. She prepared a feast for the family. Krishna and Pavani sat opposite at the dining table with an awkward silence to have breakfast.
She could sense his confusion about their relationship. She told him not to fret about it. It wasn't possible for them to be together forever and she also doesn't want that for him. She told him that she would like to have sex as long as possible until he gets a girlfriend or gets married. Krishna naively remarked he will marry her. She laughed and said she is not looking to marry anyone. She is so happy about last night that she doesn't want to change anything about it. She said she will understand if he doesn't want to continue. He blushed and said he loved it and would want to continue forever. They held hands as a couple but with no strings attached.
When she went to serve breakfast, her mother-in-law told her that she looked really happy today and this was the best meal she had ever prepared. Pavani blushed. When Pavani was about to leave, her mother-in-law remarked, don't forget to close the door like yesterday. Pavani went pale.
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o my god !!!!!!!!!!!Later that night, Nayan moaned as she rode the old goon. She was squatting, straddling him, his large penis deep inside her silky, tight, wet pussy. He fondled and played with her breasts and ass as she slowly rocked her hips, back and forth, up and down, round and round.
"Oohhhh... yes... yessss.... hmmmmm... fuck... fuck... so big!.... So Big!..... Yesss... Oohhhh!" she moaned.
After some time, he grabbed her smooth, round waist and started giving her hard strokes from below. Nayan started shrieking with each thrust, her body thrown around violently, her big round breasts jiggling, rotating and slapping against each other, "OW... OHHH....AUUHHH... HUUFFF... FFFOOHH.... HAHH.....AUHH... Fuck me Salim Khan... fuck my married pussy... Yesss... fuck me... Fuck MEEEEE!!"
As she collapsed on his chest, she continued to rock her ass with the goon's dick inside her and wondered that she had spent two nights in the stranger's bed so easily. Was she really just a slut? And what demands would tomorrow bring?
The third day, Salim Khan was relaxed. The riots were continuing as planned and the politicians were happy. But he had a plan for his sexy captive wife. Today was the day that he was going to take her sweet ass.
They started their day with a long shower together. After sucking him to hardness, she wrapped her smooth, long, creamy white left leg around his waist as he fucked her standing up.
After breakfast, he allowed her to wear her lacy white bra and panties. She was looking exceptionally sexy in her underwear and jewelry. The goon sat on the sofa as Nayan gave him a sexy lapdance.She stood in front of him swaying her nice round, panty covered ass in his face. Then turning around she bent forward and rubbed her bra clad boobs against his face.
Then moaning and panting heavily she dragged her beautiful face down against his and gave him a deep french kiss. Standing up, she took a step back and smiled sexily, raised both her hands straight above her head and jiggled and swayed her round boobs in her tight, lacy bra. Rotating her round ass she turned around and bending forward, arched her back and stuck her perfect ass out, spanking it lightly.
She moved back towards him and squatted between his spread hairy legs, her back towards him and reaching behind her, tugged at het bra hooks, smiling back at him.
The old goon didn't have the patience to unhook her bra, so he simply ripped it open. The young housewife giggled and standing up she turned to face him, started shaking her tits.
Her torn bra fell away from her beautiful brown nippled creamy smooth round jiggling and swaying breasts. She swung around again and rotated her round butt in his face, looked back at him, winked and peeled off her panties.
Then she sat back on his lap, leaning against his chest as he massaged her tits and pussy, she kept rotating her naked hips.Salim Khan kissed the young housewife and carried her to the bed, dropping her on all fours and she automatically took the face down, ass up position.
The goon took some oil and lubed up his cock and then poured some of the oil down Nayan's butt crack.
"I'm gonna fuck your ass." he said to her.
She got scared, "But I've never....."
Delighted that he was getting to pop the beautiful mother's anal cherry, he said, "Can't believe your husband hasn't tapped your perfect ass. Don't worry, I'm going to take your last virginity and make you a complete woman."
Poor Nayan was terrified but knew that protesting or crying would only make things worse. She wasn't under any illusions about how violent Salim Khan could be. She wished she had let her husband fuck her ass earlier. Now, her last virginity was going to be raped away by an ugly bastard.
She asked in a quivering voice, "What do you want me to do?"
"Just keep lying there with your ass sticking up, keep your buttocks relaxed. I'll do the rest." saying this, he kept a pillow below her belly.
"Beautiful, perfect, virgin ass..." he whispered and spent the next five minutes tonguing and basically eating her ass. He stuck two of his fingers inside her anus to prepare it for the coming buggering. Then, kneeling behind her, he pressed his blunt cockhead on her tight little butt hole. Nayan flexed and unflexed her dainty toes at the strange feelings on her back door.
As the man pressed relentlessly, her little anal opening finally gave way, popping open to accommodate the tip of his cockhead. The sexy wife shrieked in pain and surprise. Holding her hips tightly, Salim Khan reared back a little and thrust hard into her ass, making her scream, "AAAARRGGHHHHHHHHH OOHHHHHFFFFF!"
After four more thrusts, he was balls deep in the beautiful wife's ass. She wouldn't stop screaming. Then, as he held her like that, without moving for a couple of minutes, she stopped screaming and lay there quietly whimpering.
"Does it still hurt?" he asked her.
"No.. uh, a little... but... feels strange..." she replied.
Reaching below, he started rubbing her clit and at the same time, started to slowly fuck her ass with long, gentle strokes. For the next 15 minutes, he fucked Nayan ass, as she screamed, whimpered and moaned, giving her long hard strokes, sometimes short ones. He squeezed her swinging breasts, spanked her jiggling hips, pulled her hair, kissed her and fingered her sloppy wet pussy until he finally pushed her onto the bed, pressing her naked body under him as he flooded her bowels with his hot cum.
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Nayanthara stood under the shower, sobbing loudly, scrubbing herself hard. Glad to be finally back home after a week of depravity and debauchery, she tried desperately to scrub her rapist's presence from her.
She had managed to contact her husband, children and in-laws to assure them that she was alright. Now that the curfew was lifted, her husband was finally able to return to the city. He would be reaching home in a couple of hours.
He would, of course, know immediately that something had happened. The road to recovery would be long and hard but they would make it.
Over the next few days, Nayan tried desperately to avoid thinking about what had happened with her. The memories were horrible but her pussy couldn't help tingling as she recalled sucking on that thick stinking cock, having her ass and pussy eaten, getting slammed hard in different positions, giving up her anal cherry, dancing for him, sucking his cock as he spoke on the phone; she blushed as she remembered lying on the bed, her arms and legs wrapped tightly around Salim Khan, moaning and screaming his name as he ploughed into her ass, missionary style, his pubic bone rubbing against her clit.
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It had taken her a couple of sessions to actually start enjoying getting ass-fucked. But after that she actually squirted a few times while taking Salim Khan's cock up her ass.
One especially titillating memory was from her second last day with him. He had ejaculated copious amounts of cum onto her hair, face and breasts after fucking her face and tits. But he didn't allow her to clean up after that.
Throughout the day he kept depositing new loads of cum in her pussy, in her ass, on her belly, her back, her thighs, her armpits, her feet.... until her whole body was covered with his wet or encrusted semen.
She was feeling like a dirty wanton slut.
She had remained like that until the evening, when he had taken her into the bathroom and bathed her, fondling her as she stroked his cock with her hands.
That night, they didn't get much sleep. She came hard over and over again as she received his dick in all her holes; she even came while giving him a blowjob.
Before finally letting her go the next day, he had taken her ass again, standing behind her, slamming hard into her tight butt, lifting her entire body up by his powerful thrusts.
Apart from their sessions when awake, she would also sometimes wake up in the middle of the night, feeling his hardening dick poking against her back, belly or thighs, depending on her position, and his hands squeezing her ass or breasts. She had quickly learned to lie still and let him take her however he wanted. The first time, she had sleepily pushed away: her buttocks still stung at the memory of the spanking that he had given her.
He had made sure that he got his money's worth from her sexy body. And inspite of everything, she couldn't stop her pussy from getting wet as she recalled her week with Salim Khan, when she was a shameless slut for the old goon.
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But the old goon was now in trouble. He had done too good a job of handling the riots and things had gotten out of hand. Now the political higher ups were desperate for a fall guy.
So about four days after her release, Nayan watched the news on TV that the 'Criminal Mastermind' of the riots, Salim Khan and his entire gang had been hunted down and shot like rabid dogs by the police.
Considering the powerful orgasms he had given her, she was surprised at her lack of emotion on hearing the news. The only emotion she felt was that of regret that her tormentor had had a seemingly quick and easy death.
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Do Next story on Wamiqa Gabbi as neighbor wife who strip tease as the scene in khufiyaJyothika feared and looked sternly toward me, as she feared that her daughter may sense something. But Aleena was smiling as this was her own plan. Little did Jyothika know that her own daughter was the writer and director of this seduction play? Anyway we both kept teasing my Jyothika for some time as such.
By evening Jyothika was normal and talking to me as if nothing had happened. She was also in a very good mood, as she had been fucked (though with fingers only) after a long gap of about 20 years, and enjoyed some manly hands on and fingers in her cunt and got her release without her own hand after 20 years time.
Again I kept silent for 3-4 days; Jyothika was getting hot and horny now. Perhaps she was also looking forward to my next call. Secretly she also wanted to enjoy it with me.
Now I was also getting horny and Aleena was also asking me to take another step early. Then one day we decided to take another step. Jyothika was about to go to the bathroom. I went near her and said, "Jyothika! Today again I want you to help me for a release. Jyothika! Last time I found that you are so hairy down there. You see there is a chance of your hair being pushed in with my fingers and then they may itch you inside and create a problem. So I brought my shaver for you. Please shave and clean yourself in the bathroom and be ready for the night. See your daughter also shaves herself and sometimes I even lick her, even then it is so easy and nice without hair. Your daughter loves being licked by me. Please clean yourself."
Saying this I tried to give her my razor. Jyothika was surprised with this new demand. She tried to say something in protest, but as per our rehearsed plan, at the same time, Aleena came out of her room. Jyothika hurriedly took the razor and hid it under her clothes and went into the bathroom silently, so that her daughter may not notice it.
Aleena saw all this, she smiled and winked at me and said that she wanted to see her mother shaving herself in the bathroom and getting ready for her own son in law. We both went to the bathroom. Aleena peeped inside from the key hole and I stood behind her and peeped from a small crack in the door.
Inside, Jyothika was sitting on the commode and her legs were wide. She was totally nude and was shaving her cunt clean. Me cock immediately hardened on seeing my own Jyothika, shaving her cunt for me. Aleena was also getting hot. As she was standing bent from the waist, my cock started pushing in her butt crack. As I was getting horny, I pushed my cock on her ass. Aleena playfully took my cock in her fist and pushed me away, saying that her mother was shaving for me so I should be patient till night.
After sometime Jyothika came out and went to her room. She was shy of looking toward me as she had shaved herself from my razor. She blushed and was behaving like a teenage girl. Aleena smiled at me on her mother's shyness.
Anyway, as per plan Aleena retired to her bedroom early and I went to an extra bedroom, and took off all my clothes and lied on bed totally nude. We had already crossed the formality of hiding under a blanket long ago.
After some time Jyothika came into the room. She was a bit shy today, perhaps from shaving herself for me. She was wearing a petticoat and blouse today. There were no traces of bra under her blouse. I hoped she must not be wearing any panties also. Her nipples were erect and were standing like small cherry fruits, through her blouse.
My cock was already hard and standing like a flag pole. It was throbbing in anticipation. Jyothika sat near me on the bed and took hold of my cock in her fist.
She started pumping my cock. After 2-3 minutes, I started moving my hand on her back. Jyothika was already waiting for my moves. She shivered on my touch.
Slowly I brought my hands on her hips. I asked her to sit on bed on her knees. She knew the reason, but she silently folded her legs and sat on her knees. I slowly pushed her face down on my cock, signaling her to take it in her mouth.
I brought my hand on her butt crack and started moving my fingers in her butt crack and on her ass hole.Jyothika was wiggling as if in protest, but I took the benefit of it and started raising her petticoat up. Soon her petticoat was bunched on her back and she was naked waist down. As expected she was not wearing any panties today. I moved my fingers on her naked ass hole and then on her cunt.
Jyothika shivered on my touch. I looked toward Aleena. She was standing behind the curtain and signaling me to push my fingers in her mother's cunt. She was getting more impatient for me to finger fuck her mother than even me or my Jyothika.
I smiled and moved my palm on Jyothika's cunt. It was smooth like butter. The Clean shaved and puffy cunt felt spongy. It was hot. I inserted one finger in her. Jyothika tried to say something but I pushed her mouth on my cock, and her open mouth engulfed my hard cock.
Jyothika muffled some sounds, but I pushed her more on my cock and Jyothika became silent and started sucking my cock. She was taking my cock about 4 inches in her mouth and pulling her cheeks inside, she was sucking my cock like a lollipop.
Now I was moving 2 fingers fully inside her cunt and finger fucking her. She was moaning delightfully but as her mouth was filled with my cock so her sounds could not come out. I pulled the string of her petticoat and it fell open. I pulled it down and removed it and threw it away. Jyothika wiggled in protest but she was nude waist down now. I looked toward my wife Aleena, and she signaled me to lick my mother-in-law. Encouraged by Aleena, I started pulling Jyothika's waist toward my face. Perhaps Jyothika understood it or she herself wanted it so she let her cunt move toward face. She parted her legs and put them on either side of my face. Her neatly shaven cunt was just on my face. We were in 69 positions.
I put my fingers in her cunt and parting her cunt's puffy outer lips wide, pulled her cunt on my mouth. Jyothika lowered her cunt and I took my tongue out. As she lowered her cunt on my face, my tightened tongue entered like a spear, straight in her wide open cunt lips.
As soon as my tongue entered her cunt, Jyothika gave a squeal and pushed her cunt on my mouth. I started sucking her cunt vigorously.
I put her clit in my lips and started nibbling it. Jyothika was getting mad with lust. She increased her speed of sucking and she was thrashing her cunt on my mouth now violently.
I took her boobs in my hands and squeezed them. Then I started opening the buttons. By now Jyothika was wearing only her blouse. She muffled some protest sounds but I removed her blouse also. Now both of us were totally nude.
Jyothika was getting mad with lust. Today was the first time after many years when some mouth and tongue was working on her cunt. We both were lying in 69 positions and sucking and licking in the same position. Jyothika was doing 69 perhaps after more than 20 years so her expertise was clear and she was pushing her cunt on my mouth, but we both were enjoying it.
She was nearing her biggest orgasm and it automatically increased her speed of thrashing her pelvic. I was also nearing my orgasm. I looked toward my wife Aleena who was standing behind the window and watching her mother being tongue fucked by her husband. She was looking very happy. Perhaps she also knew that the orgasm was near. She made a "O" with her fingers and pushed index finger of other hand in it and started making a fuck motion with it. She was asking me to try to fuck her mother.
I was nearing my own orgasm but I thought that Aleena's idea was fine. That was a chance when I could try to fuck my mother-in-law. I nodded my head in affirmation toward my wife Aleena, and abruptly removed my mouth from my Jyothika's cunt.
Jyothika was near her orgasm, she was bewildered by my action. She wanted me to continue and took her to the greatest height but I had removed my face and fingers from her cunt. She took my cock out from her mouth, and looked toward me with puzzled looks. She was my own mother-in-law, so she could not ask me to suck her cunt to orgasm. There were Mother-In-Law lions of requests in her gaze on me, but I lied still. Silently she was asking me as to what has happened? And why had I stopped sucking her cunt?
I sat on the bed and said, "Jyothika! I want to suck your boob's now." and before it that she could say anything I pulled her toward me and we both lied on bed facing each other. I took my Jyothika's boobs in my hands and started squeezing them. Then I put my mouth on her lips and started kissing her like a lover. Jyothika's shyness had long evaporated and she was also kissing me back. I pushed my tongue in her mouth and we were French kissing now.
I lowered my hand and took my very hard cock in hand and started rubbing on her cunt. She made some feeble protest of my rubbing cock on her cunt, but I kept rubbing my cock head on her clit. As my hot cock head touched her clit, she moaned loudly and opened her legs wide.
She was lying on her side, and she raised one leg which resulted in her cunt lips open. I took the opportunity and took my hot cock head on her cunt opening and gave a powerful push.
Jyothika's cunt was already so wet with her juices and my saliva, so my hard cock, parting her cunt lips apart, entered her cunt for about 3 inches. As my cock entered her, Jyothika moaned so loudly. She tried to pull back to take my cock out, but I had already put my hand behind her neck and pulled her close.
Jyothika's cunt was burning hot like a furnace. She was so wet. My cock was on my own mother-in-law for the first time. It felt so good. As Jyothika was not fucked for 20 years, so her cunt was so tight as a virgin girl. Even her daughter was not as tight as her.
I started in and out motion. I was properly fucking my Jyothika now. She was also silent and perhaps she thought that the ultimate was already done so no use of resisting now, so better enjoy the fuck with a real cock after so long gap.
So Jyothika started moving her waist along with the rhythm of my fucking. We both were lying facing each other and fucking slowly. I started giving powerful pushes and shortly my cock entered fully in, and our bellies touched each other indicating that the cock was all in. Jyothika's cunt was so wet and slippery inside.
Jyothika was enjoying the real fuck now. As she was facing me, she could not see her daughter standing on her back (behind the window) and enjoying her mother being fucked by her husband.
I looked at my wife and she made a clapping sign (acting to clap but no sound), indicating her happiness. She motioned me to fuck her mother harder and fast. I kissed Jyothika and asked her lovingly, "Jyothika! My cock seems to be fully in. Do you like the feel of my cock in you?"
Jyothika kept silent for some time and then she thought something and then said, "Sonu Beta! I have a big belly, actually our bellies are touching and you are not fully in. If you make me lie on the bed facing the ceiling and widen them, fold my legs toward my shoulders, and put a big pillow below my waist. And if you come in between my wide open legs, I think, then it can go 2- 3 inches more in and you can increase the speed also."
Saying this Jyothika hid her face in my chest with shame. (Though I was fucking her but after all she was my Jyothika, and also Indian, so how could she tell her son in law as to how to fuck her properly.) She was still moving her waist with my thrusts but not making eye contact due to shyness, though she was blushing shyly. I looked at my wife and she was also smiling at her mother's reply.
I smiled and got up from bed. Then I rolled my naked Jyothika facing the ceiling. She was shy and kept her eyes closed, but she cooperated and I could easily roll her straight.
Then I widened her legs apart and folded her legs towards her shoulder. I took a big pillow from the bed and put it under her waist. Jyothika raised her buttocks up in the air, to let me put it properly under it. This gave a perfect angle for penetration. Her thighs were so big and fat. Her cunt was neatly shaven and puffy. As I widened her legs, the puffy and swollen lips of her cunt opened apart. The pink inner flesh of her cunt was visible now. Her cunt was wide open as a gate inviting her most lovable guest (cock) to come in.
I caressed my index finger on the inner pink flesh gently. Jyothika gave a loud moan and bucked her butts up in the air. My finger went half inside. Jyothika kept her waist up in the air, so that my finger may not get dislodged. I sat between her wide legs and put her legs on my shoulders. My cock was hard as steel and dangling over her cunt.
Jyothika was still not looking at me. Her eyes were still closed but she was so horny and waiting for my next move. I lowered my hips and my cock head touched her cunt in her wide slit. Jyothika immediately moaned loudly.
I was teasing her and moving my cock head in her slit but not pushing it in. Jyothika was getting impatient. She wanted me to fuck her now, but I was teasing her. She was bucking her waist up to let my cock go in her cunt, but I was just moving it in her channel of cunt.
As she was already so hot and horny, she was getting desperate. When she found me not pushing my hard cock in, she had to open her eyes. With a pleading look she was looking in my eyes. As she was my mother-in-law, so she could not directly ask me to fuck her, but there were Millions of requests in her look.
She slowly put her hand on our bodies and got hold of my cock. I smiled and she immediately closed her eyes but didn't release my cock from her fist. Then she brought the cock head on her cunt opening. Then I placed my burning head of cock on her cunt opening.
I also could not hold any longer as I was also getting desperate to fuck my Jyothika, so as she put my cock head on her cunt opening, I gave a powerful stroke and parting her puffy cunt lips aside; my hard cock went almost half in.
Jyothika immediately put her arms around my neck and gave a loud shriek. She was clinging to my neck and I gave 2 – 3 more powerful strokes and my cock went all the way in my mother-in-law's cunt, till my heavy and cum filled balls were resting on her ass hole. And they were giving her the warmth of them.
Jyothika's eyes were closed but her face was lit with happiness. As after a long gap of 20 years a young and hard cock was buried balls deep in her cunt.
I started moving my cock in and out. Now we were fucking like rabbits. She was fully in lust now and bucking her waist to meet my every inward move. Our bodies were wet with sweat and the room was filled with "slap slap slap" sounds of striking of our genitals. My, cum filled heavy balls were striking on her anus and it had turned red with all the heavy beating. But Jyothika was moaning and getting fucked furiously.
Jyothika was not fucked for the last 20 years, so she was so tight. I was feeling as if I was fucking a virgin.
My cock was moving in her cunt like a piston. I kissed her lips and asked, "Jyothika! Is this angle right for action? Am I fully in now, as you asked and do you like the motion now?"
Jyothika kept silent but tightened her grip on my back, indicating that she loved it. We kept fucking like this for 10 minutes. Now my orgasm was building up. Jyothika's own orgasm, which was going to be the biggest one in the last 20 years, was also near.
It automatically increased our fuck speed. We both were panting heavily. Suddenly some churning started in me. I knew I was near. I moaned loudly. "Oh Jyothika! I am near. Oh GOD I am cumming. I am cumming in my own Jyothika's cunt."
Saying this I gave some really hard strokes and my cock started spewing its hot lava in Jyothika's hot cunt.
As soon as my hot cum hit her inside, Jyothika gave a loud shriek and clung to my back. Her cunt started shivering violently and it flooded with her cunt juices.
She was chanting Oh OH Oh and was having the biggest orgasm of her life with her son in law. Her body was vibrating with her spasms and her cunt was squeezing my cock and Mother-In-Law king it fast till the last drop was in it.
We both kept cumming for a long time and I deposited about 250 gms of hot lava in her cunt. Her cunt was overflowing with my juices and also her own nectar. We both kept lying in each other's arms for a long time and then slowly our mutual orgasm subsided.
I feel like a dead dog on her bare breasts. After some time, we regained our composure and we opened our eyes. I looked straight in her eyes and smiled. She was so shy, but this time she didn't close her eyes but tightly hugged me with love.
We were not Mother-in-law & Son-in-law now, but behaving like lovers. My cock was flaccid now but still in her cunt. Jyothika also did nothing to take it out. Then something came to her mind and she took my face in her hands and kissed me squarely on my lips. This was the first kiss from Jyothika and it showed the happiness she was getting now.
Then she put her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly again. Then she started crying loudly. She was weeping and still hugging me. I was puzzled and looked surprisingly towards my wife Aleena. Her face was also lit with happiness. She signaled me to keep silent and let her mother weep.
Jyothika kept crying for some time and then slowly her sobs went silent. She wiped her moist eyes and looked in my eyes. There was an ocean of love in her gaze. She kissed me again and said, "Sunil Beta! You are my Son-in-law and it is so bad what we did just now. But I must confess that I was never so happy in my life. After more than 20 years I have been with a man and that also with my own son in law. It is a sin against GOD and society. I have betrayed my own daughter. But I have never been so happy in my life. I have forgotten the feel of a man inside me. You made me a woman again. I love you as Son-in-law and also as a lover now. Please don't let anybody know of it."
I also lovingly hugged her. And said that I wanted this relationship to continue and Jyothika agreed. Then she put her hand on our bodies and took my cock out of her cunt. It was wet with our juices and shining with it.
Jyothika stood from her bed and put on her clothes. Then she slowly went out to her room. I was still sitting naked on the bed and thinking about what had happened today. I had mixed thoughts.
Aleena, my wife came out from behind the window and latched the door from inside. Then she came to me. She was so happy that words were not coming out of her mouth. Her face was glowing with happiness. She was the first lady I had seen who was so happy that her husband has fucked her mother so much.
I stood from bed. I was still naked and my cock was flaccid now. It was smeared with her mother's cunt juices and shining with our mutual nectar.
Aleena was standing near me. Her eyes were moist with joy. She hugged me and sobbingly said, "Sunil! Today I am so happy that I cannot describe it. Our all planning has bore fruit and I have been successful in getting my own mother thoroughly fucked by my husband. You don't know how much my mother has sacrificed for me and lost her youth for me. I cannot get her youth back, but I got her fucked again. Now please fuck her daily. You may miss fucking me some day but promise that you will never miss to fuck my mother any day. See your cock is drenched with my mother's cunt juices and it is shining with your mutual honey. Now let me complete my woe to lick my mother's cunt juices from my husband's cock."
Saying this Aleena sat near my feet and took my flaccid cock in her hand and took it in her mouth and started licking it like a lollipop. That was the most erotic sight of my life; my own wife was lovingly licking her mother's juices from my cock. Aleena opened her mouth and said, "Sunil! My mother's cunt juices are bit salty but so tasty. I have licked and drank your cock honey many times and I know the sweet taste, today it is mixed with some tangy salty taste. So that must be my mother's juices. But it is so tasty. From today onward I will lick both of your juices from your cock. Don't ever wipe your cock after fucking my mother."
Saying this she smiled and again started sucking my cock.
I was happy as now onward I had 2 gorgeous women to fuck and the life was going to be heaven..................
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very well thought story..Megha: No penetration.
He kept grinding despite Megha’s feeble protest. Precum was oozing from his dick, and it made it easier for his cock to slide between her buttcheeks.
Kishan (whispered in her ear): You need a man’s touch since your husband is away. There is no harm in a little skin-to-skin rubbing.
Megha kept murmuring, “No penetration.” It was less of an instruction to Kishan but rather a reminder not to cross the line. While her mouth weakly protested, her body was giving in. All the rubbing had made it wet. She could feel the warmth of his cock pressed between her ass cheeks.
She was longing for such attention. She closed her eyes and arched her back. This gave Kishan the signal to go further. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her from behind. Pressed against her body, he realized how soft her ass was.
He tried to grope her breasts, but she covered them with her arms. So he did what he learned yesterday was the best way to weaken her defense. He slid one of his hands down over her clit and started rubbing it.
Megha was in a trance as she was pleasured from the front and behind. Her grip loosened, and Kishan used that opportunity to cup her breasts. Unlike yesterday, there was no cloth in his way, and he could feel the soft skin of her tits.
He realized Megha was getting close to her orgasm. So he increased the pace of grinding his dick on her ass. He wanted to cum with her because he knew she would not let him explore her body that easily once she came. Megha felt the tension building inside her body.
She grabbed Kishan’s hand, rubbed her clit and pressed it even harder. Seeing she was asking for more, Kishan pinched her nipple, and they both climaxed at that moment. Kishan shot loads of cum on her back. He could feel his warm jizz sliding down her body.
Even after he climaxed, he kept rubbing his limp dick on her ass. He was acting like a hungry dog who didn’t know when to get his next meal. Megha was too tired to protest. She was still gasping for breath. Kishan tried to make the most of this opportunity.
He stepped to her side, bent down on his knees. He started licking the breast he had been holding for so long. Her nipples were hard after all the excitement she had just experienced. She tried pushing his face away from her tits, but this was a new experience for her. She was too tired to care, so she let him have his way.
Kishan hungrily sucked on her tits. There was no way he was going to let her go without fucking her brains out. But he had to find a way to convince her. He knew that once she was close to her orgasm, she was much more receptive to his incursions.
But he would have to take things slow. Otherwise, she might push him away. After sucking on her tits for a while, he stood up and cleaned his dick in the shower. Megha had also gathered herself, and she stepped out of the bathroom before Kishan could try anything else.
Kishan realized he had broken too many boundaries on the same day. He would have to be more patient from now on. He decided not to visit her that night. He wanted her to get more desperate for her orgasm. He wanted her to beg him for more to have the upper hand in the relationship.
Then he could make her do things that she would normally not approve of. He started spacing out the days between his visits to her room, which worked. Megha was edgier every time he visited her. She would dress seductively to catch his attention.
Every time he visited her, she offered herself to him and let him use her however he wanted. With this plan, Kishan began exploring different things on every visit. Anytime she protested, he would not visit her for the next few days.
He would have her kneel under the shower and place his dick between her juicy tits. She was new to all this, but she quickly learned how to give a boobjob. She would let him suck her tits or eat her pussy. Anything, as long as she could get an orgasm.
Their afternoon session was usually short. But they had much more time during the night when everyone was asleep. He would pull down the straps of her nightie to release her tits. In that semi-naked state, make her sit in his lap. Before going to bed, his dinner was her boobs.
While she was in his lap, his hands would roam freely over her body. The only rule she had was “No Penetration.” other than that. He could grab her ass, feel her pussy and even rub her asshole. But despite getting so much freedom from his mistress, Kishan was greedy for more.
He wanted to find a way to get past her last rule. He knew she wanted his cock, seeing the way she would grind her pussy over his dick. But she wanted to keep pretending that she was not cheating on her husband. Having full-fledged sex would break that illusion.
Right now, she could tell herself that letting Kishan rub her was no different than she was rubbing herself. All this drama made Kishan restless. He was so close yet so far. He had already pushed Megha so far. He only needed to come up with some excuse to fuck the young bride.
Kishan would slide his raging hardon between her legs every day. But as much as it turned her on, she did not reveal her feelings. Kishan sensed that she wanted it too by noticing how wet she would get every time he would rub his cock over her pussy.
But she was looking for some excuse to reveal her slutty side. So Kishan came up with a cunning plan to push her over the edge. He knew that she wouldn’t let him enter her pussy because she couldn’t risk her getting pregnant. Since any sign of pregnancy in her husband’s absence would raise doubts.
But this didn’t rule out her ass. If he were to fuck her ass, there is no way anyone in the family would find that out. So he decided to put his plan into action the very next day. But he also knew that he had to be sneaky. If Megha were to sense any mischief, she could end all his adventures.
That night he had Megha lying on the bed as usual with her face down. That day he also decided to put a pillow under her belly so that her ass was sticking out. He sat over her ass, and while in that position, he started massaging her butt. He proceeded to spread her ass cheeks with his palm.
Then he started rubbing her asshole with his thumb. Megha flinched as this was a new sensation for her. Seeing that she wasn’t resisting, Kishan soon turned the rubbing into poking. He spat on her butthole and lubricated it with his saliva.
After warming her up, he tried to slide in the tip of his thumb as gently as he could. Megha gave no reaction. “She must not have felt the slight intrusion,” thought Kishan.
Kishan didn’t want to startle her, so he pulled his thumb out and again rubbed her hole. Megha enjoyed all the attention her ass was receiving from his fingers. She began wiggling her ass in sync with his poking and tried to squeeze his thumb between her ass cheeks.
Kishan saw that she was vulnerable and pushed his thumb further in. This took Megha by surprise, and she kept out of his grip. She turned back to look at him with surprise.
Megha: What are you doing, Kishan? Haven’t I told you that I couldn’t cheat on my husband? But you always keep pushing for more.
Kishan: I was only trying to please you, Meghaji. I understand that as a faithful wife, you can’t let me penetrate your pussy. But a woman’s virtue is not determined by her ass. There is no harm in having some foreplay with your butt. I saw how much you were enjoying it.
Megha: You don’t understand, Kishan. Wouldn’t my husband find out if you poke my ass?
Kishan: Trust me, Meghaji. Unmarried girls nowadays do anal sex all the time. They do it because their future husbands can never find out about that. They can only tell if a girl had vaginal sex or not by checking their hymen.
Megha wasn’t fully convinced. But Kishan was in no mood to stop. He could see that the fruit of his hard work was within reach. He pulled Megha back and mounted her ass. He knew once she started enjoying this foreplay, there was no going back.
Without waiting for Megha’s permission, he spread her ass apart and shoved his face in. He finger fucked her butthole while his tongue was busy tasting her pussy. This double strike was getting too much for Megha to handle, and she started squirming. Seeing Megha was in a trance, Kishan increased his pace.
Megha let out a gasp. This was Megha’s first time getting penetrated by Kishan. She was overwhelmed by his intensity. She was biting down hard on the pillow to avoid making any sound. Kishan could hear her whimpering sound as she neared her orgasm.
He was giving his best. He wanted to make this the best experience of her life. If she enjoys this, she will let him do this again. This intense fingering gave Megha her first experience of squirting. She looked back, embarrassed at Kishan, who was sweating from all the work.
He knew he had hit the jackpot. Now she will be begging for more. Over the next few days, Kishan slowly began inserting 2 fingers up her ass. It was difficult at first, but soon her ass warmed up to that. His target was to soften up her ass for the final day when he would stick his cock up her ass.
That day, he sneakily replaced his fingers with his dick without Megha noticing. He placed the mushroom head of his cock at the entrance of her ass hole and gave it a push. Megha’s ass had been trained by now, and it gladly swallowed his dick without much resistance.
Kishan couldn’t quite believe his luck. His dick had finally inside Megha, and she didn’t even know it. His dick was aching to push all the way, but he knew he had to be patient. He had to prevent Megha from seeing what was happening behind her back, so he placed one hand on her neck.
Now he gently thrust his cock even further inside her. He waited in that position for a few moments. He couldn’t help but savor that moment. There was a sense of achievement at being able to ass-fuck a rich lady and that too his mistress. In his quest to fuck her pussy, he managed to get inside her ass.
This was his dream come true. He tightened his grip on her neck as he started pulling out, but his dick didn’t want to leave the comfort of her ass. So instead of pulling out completely, he stayed inside and started giving short thrusts.
Megha: I love what you are doing with your fingers,
Kishan. Why haven’t you tried it before?
Kishan (panting): Well, if you like it so much, we can do it every day.
Megha whispering her approval to him made him even hornier. He gave the final few thrusts and pulled out. He couldn’t risk cumming inside her as that would alert her. He grabbed her waist and turned her over. Placing his dick above her pussy, he bent forward and started sucking on her nipple.
He was just about to cum when he pulled out. So after a few moments of grinding on her navel, he ejaculated. Even after the orgasm, he continued rubbing his limp dick on her belly.
Megha had never seen him so passionate. She could feel the warmth of his cum on her belly. She had never allowed him to cum on her body before. But today, he didn’t ask for her permission. “He must have been hornier today,” she thought.
She tried pulling her nipple out of his mouth, but she couldn’t push his face away. He sucked on her tits like a child who hadn’t been fed in days. Kishan wanted to have a complete love-making experience. He didn’t want to quit so soon.
But seeing Megha was getting restless, he finally got up and put on his clothes. He didn’t know how long he would be able to keep this secret. But no matter how long it would last, he would try to make the most of it. All this risk was worth it if he could get just one more opportunity to shove his dick inside her.
Over the next few days, Kishan realized that his plan was foolproof. As long as he could keep Megha from turning around by holding her neck, there was no way she was going to find out what he was putting inside her.
The time he had spent finger fucking her ass had helped him gain Megha’s trust. She was too busy enjoying herself instead of checking on him. But he also doubted that Megha secretly knew that her ass was getting fucked every day.
She would always be suspiciously calm while he was inside her ass. And not even once tried to turn around and check on him. Pretending to be unaware allowed her to enjoy all the pleasures while still maintaining the facade of a faithful wife.
Kishan sensed the dilemma she was in and decided to take advantage of the situation. He no longer tried to hide what he was up to. He stopped holding her neck and started giving long hard thrusts up her ass. He wanted to see how far she would take her act of innocence.
But Megha pretended not to notice anything. This gave him further confidence. He started grabbing her breasts from behind while ass fucking her. He wanted to give a clear signal that his fingers were not inside her.
But still, there was no reaction from Megha. So he took the final step that he had always dreamt of and started cumming inside her. Megha let him do that. After their daily session, she would avoid eye contact but pretended like she hadn’t noticed anything unusual.
Kishan was now free to grope her however he wanted. He had finally converted the faithful wife into his slut. But their daily routines weren’t going unnoticed. Someone else had found out about their secret, and things were about to get very spicy.
THE-END
very nice oneMegha: No penetration.
He kept grinding despite Megha’s feeble protest. Precum was oozing from his dick, and it made it easier for his cock to slide between her buttcheeks.
Kishan (whispered in her ear): You need a man’s touch since your husband is away. There is no harm in a little skin-to-skin rubbing.
Megha kept murmuring, “No penetration.” It was less of an instruction to Kishan but rather a reminder not to cross the line. While her mouth weakly protested, her body was giving in. All the rubbing had made it wet. She could feel the warmth of his cock pressed between her ass cheeks.
She was longing for such attention. She closed her eyes and arched her back. This gave Kishan the signal to go further. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her from behind. Pressed against her body, he realized how soft her ass was.
He tried to grope her breasts, but she covered them with her arms. So he did what he learned yesterday was the best way to weaken her defense. He slid one of his hands down over her clit and started rubbing it.
Megha was in a trance as she was pleasured from the front and behind. Her grip loosened, and Kishan used that opportunity to cup her breasts. Unlike yesterday, there was no cloth in his way, and he could feel the soft skin of her tits.
He realized Megha was getting close to her orgasm. So he increased the pace of grinding his dick on her ass. He wanted to cum with her because he knew she would not let him explore her body that easily once she came. Megha felt the tension building inside her body.
She grabbed Kishan’s hand, rubbed her clit and pressed it even harder. Seeing she was asking for more, Kishan pinched her nipple, and they both climaxed at that moment. Kishan shot loads of cum on her back. He could feel his warm jizz sliding down her body.
Even after he climaxed, he kept rubbing his limp dick on her ass. He was acting like a hungry dog who didn’t know when to get his next meal. Megha was too tired to protest. She was still gasping for breath. Kishan tried to make the most of this opportunity.
He stepped to her side, bent down on his knees. He started licking the breast he had been holding for so long. Her nipples were hard after all the excitement she had just experienced. She tried pushing his face away from her tits, but this was a new experience for her. She was too tired to care, so she let him have his way.
Kishan hungrily sucked on her tits. There was no way he was going to let her go without fucking her brains out. But he had to find a way to convince her. He knew that once she was close to her orgasm, she was much more receptive to his incursions.
But he would have to take things slow. Otherwise, she might push him away. After sucking on her tits for a while, he stood up and cleaned his dick in the shower. Megha had also gathered herself, and she stepped out of the bathroom before Kishan could try anything else.
Kishan realized he had broken too many boundaries on the same day. He would have to be more patient from now on. He decided not to visit her that night. He wanted her to get more desperate for her orgasm. He wanted her to beg him for more to have the upper hand in the relationship.
Then he could make her do things that she would normally not approve of. He started spacing out the days between his visits to her room, which worked. Megha was edgier every time he visited her. She would dress seductively to catch his attention.
Every time he visited her, she offered herself to him and let him use her however he wanted. With this plan, Kishan began exploring different things on every visit. Anytime she protested, he would not visit her for the next few days.
He would have her kneel under the shower and place his dick between her juicy tits. She was new to all this, but she quickly learned how to give a boobjob. She would let him suck her tits or eat her pussy. Anything, as long as she could get an orgasm.
Their afternoon session was usually short. But they had much more time during the night when everyone was asleep. He would pull down the straps of her nightie to release her tits. In that semi-naked state, make her sit in his lap. Before going to bed, his dinner was her boobs.
While she was in his lap, his hands would roam freely over her body. The only rule she had was “No Penetration.” other than that. He could grab her ass, feel her pussy and even rub her asshole. But despite getting so much freedom from his mistress, Kishan was greedy for more.
He wanted to find a way to get past her last rule. He knew she wanted his cock, seeing the way she would grind her pussy over his dick. But she wanted to keep pretending that she was not cheating on her husband. Having full-fledged sex would break that illusion.
Right now, she could tell herself that letting Kishan rub her was no different than she was rubbing herself. All this drama made Kishan restless. He was so close yet so far. He had already pushed Megha so far. He only needed to come up with some excuse to fuck the young bride.
Kishan would slide his raging hardon between her legs every day. But as much as it turned her on, she did not reveal her feelings. Kishan sensed that she wanted it too by noticing how wet she would get every time he would rub his cock over her pussy.
But she was looking for some excuse to reveal her slutty side. So Kishan came up with a cunning plan to push her over the edge. He knew that she wouldn’t let him enter her pussy because she couldn’t risk her getting pregnant. Since any sign of pregnancy in her husband’s absence would raise doubts.
But this didn’t rule out her ass. If he were to fuck her ass, there is no way anyone in the family would find that out. So he decided to put his plan into action the very next day. But he also knew that he had to be sneaky. If Megha were to sense any mischief, she could end all his adventures.
That night he had Megha lying on the bed as usual with her face down. That day he also decided to put a pillow under her belly so that her ass was sticking out. He sat over her ass, and while in that position, he started massaging her butt. He proceeded to spread her ass cheeks with his palm.
Then he started rubbing her asshole with his thumb. Megha flinched as this was a new sensation for her. Seeing that she wasn’t resisting, Kishan soon turned the rubbing into poking. He spat on her butthole and lubricated it with his saliva.
After warming her up, he tried to slide in the tip of his thumb as gently as he could. Megha gave no reaction. “She must not have felt the slight intrusion,” thought Kishan.
Kishan didn’t want to startle her, so he pulled his thumb out and again rubbed her hole. Megha enjoyed all the attention her ass was receiving from his fingers. She began wiggling her ass in sync with his poking and tried to squeeze his thumb between her ass cheeks.
Kishan saw that she was vulnerable and pushed his thumb further in. This took Megha by surprise, and she kept out of his grip. She turned back to look at him with surprise.
Megha: What are you doing, Kishan? Haven’t I told you that I couldn’t cheat on my husband? But you always keep pushing for more.
Kishan: I was only trying to please you, Meghaji. I understand that as a faithful wife, you can’t let me penetrate your pussy. But a woman’s virtue is not determined by her ass. There is no harm in having some foreplay with your butt. I saw how much you were enjoying it.
Megha: You don’t understand, Kishan. Wouldn’t my husband find out if you poke my ass?
Kishan: Trust me, Meghaji. Unmarried girls nowadays do anal sex all the time. They do it because their future husbands can never find out about that. They can only tell if a girl had vaginal sex or not by checking their hymen.
Megha wasn’t fully convinced. But Kishan was in no mood to stop. He could see that the fruit of his hard work was within reach. He pulled Megha back and mounted her ass. He knew once she started enjoying this foreplay, there was no going back.
Without waiting for Megha’s permission, he spread her ass apart and shoved his face in. He finger fucked her butthole while his tongue was busy tasting her pussy. This double strike was getting too much for Megha to handle, and she started squirming. Seeing Megha was in a trance, Kishan increased his pace.
Megha let out a gasp. This was Megha’s first time getting penetrated by Kishan. She was overwhelmed by his intensity. She was biting down hard on the pillow to avoid making any sound. Kishan could hear her whimpering sound as she neared her orgasm.
He was giving his best. He wanted to make this the best experience of her life. If she enjoys this, she will let him do this again. This intense fingering gave Megha her first experience of squirting. She looked back, embarrassed at Kishan, who was sweating from all the work.
He knew he had hit the jackpot. Now she will be begging for more. Over the next few days, Kishan slowly began inserting 2 fingers up her ass. It was difficult at first, but soon her ass warmed up to that. His target was to soften up her ass for the final day when he would stick his cock up her ass.
That day, he sneakily replaced his fingers with his dick without Megha noticing. He placed the mushroom head of his cock at the entrance of her ass hole and gave it a push. Megha’s ass had been trained by now, and it gladly swallowed his dick without much resistance.
Kishan couldn’t quite believe his luck. His dick had finally inside Megha, and she didn’t even know it. His dick was aching to push all the way, but he knew he had to be patient. He had to prevent Megha from seeing what was happening behind her back, so he placed one hand on her neck.
Now he gently thrust his cock even further inside her. He waited in that position for a few moments. He couldn’t help but savor that moment. There was a sense of achievement at being able to ass-fuck a rich lady and that too his mistress. In his quest to fuck her pussy, he managed to get inside her ass.
This was his dream come true. He tightened his grip on her neck as he started pulling out, but his dick didn’t want to leave the comfort of her ass. So instead of pulling out completely, he stayed inside and started giving short thrusts.
Megha: I love what you are doing with your fingers,
Kishan. Why haven’t you tried it before?
Kishan (panting): Well, if you like it so much, we can do it every day.
Megha whispering her approval to him made him even hornier. He gave the final few thrusts and pulled out. He couldn’t risk cumming inside her as that would alert her. He grabbed her waist and turned her over. Placing his dick above her pussy, he bent forward and started sucking on her nipple.
He was just about to cum when he pulled out. So after a few moments of grinding on her navel, he ejaculated. Even after the orgasm, he continued rubbing his limp dick on her belly.
Megha had never seen him so passionate. She could feel the warmth of his cum on her belly. She had never allowed him to cum on her body before. But today, he didn’t ask for her permission. “He must have been hornier today,” she thought.
She tried pulling her nipple out of his mouth, but she couldn’t push his face away. He sucked on her tits like a child who hadn’t been fed in days. Kishan wanted to have a complete love-making experience. He didn’t want to quit so soon.
But seeing Megha was getting restless, he finally got up and put on his clothes. He didn’t know how long he would be able to keep this secret. But no matter how long it would last, he would try to make the most of it. All this risk was worth it if he could get just one more opportunity to shove his dick inside her.
Over the next few days, Kishan realized that his plan was foolproof. As long as he could keep Megha from turning around by holding her neck, there was no way she was going to find out what he was putting inside her.
The time he had spent finger fucking her ass had helped him gain Megha’s trust. She was too busy enjoying herself instead of checking on him. But he also doubted that Megha secretly knew that her ass was getting fucked every day.
She would always be suspiciously calm while he was inside her ass. And not even once tried to turn around and check on him. Pretending to be unaware allowed her to enjoy all the pleasures while still maintaining the facade of a faithful wife.
Kishan sensed the dilemma she was in and decided to take advantage of the situation. He no longer tried to hide what he was up to. He stopped holding her neck and started giving long hard thrusts up her ass. He wanted to see how far she would take her act of innocence.
But Megha pretended not to notice anything. This gave him further confidence. He started grabbing her breasts from behind while ass fucking her. He wanted to give a clear signal that his fingers were not inside her.
But still, there was no reaction from Megha. So he took the final step that he had always dreamt of and started cumming inside her. Megha let him do that. After their daily session, she would avoid eye contact but pretended like she hadn’t noticed anything unusual.
Kishan was now free to grope her however he wanted. He had finally converted the faithful wife into his slut. But their daily routines weren’t going unnoticed. Someone else had found out about their secret, and things were about to get very spicy.
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Keerthy looks soooooooo perfect for this... awesome"He won't hear it from me," I said. "Besides, I don't know who he is."
"So you intend to make good your losses, somehow, before he finds out?"
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"Yes," she sighed, "if possible. Fortunately, he's not interested in the money side. He leaves it all to me."
She dried herself and came out of the bathroom, still naked. It was just the way I wanted her, as I feasted my eyes on her lovely figure. It was time for more sex.
I guided her to the end of the bed and made her stand on tiptoe, with her hands grasping the low bar at the base of the bed.
Her long legs straightened and pushed her arse up, invitingly. One day, if I got the chance, I would love to smack that pert backside. But not tonight, I decided, because now, I intended to shag her from behind.
So, moving her feet further apart to expose her pussy lips, I took time to feel her up again, reluctant to take my hands off her exquisitely shaped ass. Then, I fingered her good, until she was wet and ready. And, I had to give her credit. She kept still and obeyed me at every step of the way, as she had done all night, just like a good girl should.
My cock had regained its iron hardness, and was put to good use, as I eased it into her slithery slit. Then, I thrust it in all the way, as I grabbed her hips and pulled her onto me. And there was that delightful little shriek again, as I impaled her with its entire length. Then, I started to fuck her in earnest, with all the lust that had been building up inside me, since I had first encountered her predicament. There was nothing quite like a damsel in distress to bring out the beast in me. And, I kept it going for a long time, as she struggled to cope with her conflicting emotions.
Then, as before, I felt her starting to thrust back at me in encouragement. This was a lady who liked fucking and her body wanted it desperately, I could tell. So, I held nothing back and shagged her remorselessly. As I did so, I reached forward and cupped her dangling breasts. They were more than a handful for me as I squeezed and enjoyed them.
I felt myself going over the edge. I gave her another couple of hard thrusts and my seed spurted inside her, in never ending bursts. She shuddered and cried out in a long moan. My hand covered her mouth to keep the noise down. It was late and I didn't want anyone knocking on the door. Not while I was knocking her off.
She collapsed onto the bed, moaning softly, while I helped myself to a drink of water. Then later, she trudged, zombie like, into the shower. I got in with her. If I could have mustered up an erection, I would have had her again.
We were so tired and dropped off to sleep alongside each other on the bed. We must have slept deeply, because, the next thing, her phone alarm woke us up at 6.30 a.m. We had managed about 4 hours of sleep at most.
I started to play around with her for a while, until she mumbled something about an early start at her restaurant.
So, she wriggled free and got up for another shower. This time, however, I managed to nail her with my early morning erection.
"I've never had sex like this before," she informed me weakly, as I pinned her up against the shower wall with my cock buried deep inside her. The water had plastered her hair to her head and face as it washed over us. I grinned, as I saw the condensation on the door as the heat built up. Then, I grunted in satisfaction, as I took her for the 3rd and last time.
As she dressed, I slipped her the money, together with my mobile phone number. If she needed some more cash she knew where and how to get it. Then, as she did her make-up, I could see her self assurance had returned.
Keerthi walked ahead of me down the corridor and that wonderful sexy walk had re-appeared. I watched her disappear out of the front door, heading for her car. She treated me to another leg show as she maneuvered herself into the driving seat. I also noted her car number as I waved her goodbye.
Somehow, I knew I hadn't seen the last of her. She would be back, begging for money and offering her lovely body in exchange. She was hooked on the gambling habit and just made for a rich, dirty bastard like me. But next time, I would get her for less, a lot less. It was a buyer's market.
THE END