She had already cum twice during her hard fucking and now as she felt the slow intimate thrusts in and out of her silky wet pussy and she felt Salim Khan kissing and licking her face, she felt another orgasm building up inside her.Nayan hated what was being done to her and wanted it to be over soon. But she couldn't stop her body from responding the way it was to her assault.
As he picked up his pace, Nayan arched her back and hoping to finally make Salim Khan cum, whispered and moaned her orgasm, "Ohhhh... yessss... fuck me... keep fucking this wife..... yesssss... ohhh... fuck meeeeeee!"
Finally, the man released his seed deep into Nayan's married womb, rotating his butt, pressing his crotch against hers, pinching her breasts and nipples and whispering, "Yesssss... take my cum.... you married slut.... take... take it... take it up your married cunt.... take.... take it!"
It was now around seven thirty in the evening. Both Nayan and Salim Khan had fallen asleep after their fuck session.Now that she found herself waking up naked next to this ugly stranger, she was terrified again. She quickly started to get up.
Salim Khan also awake and asked her, "Where do you think you're going?"
"I have to go home..."
"The riots are going to continue for a week. You're safer here with me.... unless you fancy a gangbang."
"No! Please..." she whispered, horrified.
She was glad that her children were with her in-laws for a few days. Her husband had gone out of station; she wondered where he was....
After supper, they both sat next to each other on the sofa. He had given her a loose white t-shirt to cover her modesty but himself remained naked. As they talked, she found out that all these horrible riots had been engineered by politicians and that the police had been ordered to stand down. Salim Khan was quite proud of playing his part. The plan was to let them continue for a week after which the police would take back control of the city.
Nayan's heart sank as she realized that she was stuck with her ugly Goon for a week. She had already decided that resisting would be useless and only get her hurt without accomplishing anything. She just wanted to get back home safely. So she would continue to do whatever the ugly gangster wanted even if she found it disgusting. But thinking about the orgasms she had experienced with him, she was overwhelmed with guilt.
It was 11 pm. Everything was perfectly quiet. Outside, an uneasy calm prevailed during the night.
In Salim Khan's bedroom.....
"Mmmmhhmm... slurrrrppp.... hmmmfff... mmhhh mmm... glob... glug... mmmhhh..."
The beautiful captive Nayan was completely naked again.
Salim Khan was sitting on the bed, his back resting on the headboard, his left leg thrown carelessly, straight, spread wide, his right knee folded up and thigh spread wide to give complete access of his hairy balls and erect dick to the beauty who was bent down, kneeling between his legs, her ass resting on her heels, licking and sucking his cock.
Salim Khan looked down lovingly at Nayan as she moved her lovely head slowly up and down and back and forth on his massive erection while gently massaging and cupping his hairy dark balls with her soft dainty hands.
She was a wonderful cocksucker and he was enjoying the exquisite sensations of her pink lips, tongue and mouth as she slowly fellated him. He gently stroked her naked back and caressed her round ass, cupping it, rubbing it, he ran his fingers across her hairy, wet pussy lips, making her moan.
She was giving the old goon the best blowjob he had ever had. He decided that after he had cum in her mouth, he would eat her ass and pussy. He usually preferred completely shaved and smooth pussies but this wife was exceptional. Even her pubic hair added to her beauty.
Besides, he was almost sure that she was a virgin behind. He'd love to be the one to pop her anal cherry. But not tonight, there would be plenty of time later. For her part, Nayan couldn't help but compare Salim Khan's dirty, stinking circumcised dick to her husband's uncut one. Her husband was careful about hygiene and she always loved rubbing her face on his dick before giving him a blowjob. She liked to pop his penis from behind his foreskin.
But the dick she was sucking now didn't have a foreskin. It felt strange and different.
Nayan had been fellating Salim Khan for about twenty minutes when he finally grabbed her head and shot a stream of his thick cum into her mouth. She choked and groaned but managed to swallow most of it, letting the remaining bubble out from the side of her luscious pink lips.
She finally sat up, panting, her saliva and his cum running down her chin onto her breasts.
"Turn around and get back on all fours." he ordered Nayan.
Bracing herself, expecting another hard fucking like earlier that day, the pretty mom obediently took the face down, ass up position, arching her back.So she was surprised when she felt his wet tongue on her thick pink pussy lips and moaned with delight. Grabbing a handful each of her delectable ass cheeks he stuck his tongue deep inside her pussy.
For the next half hour, he bit, nibbled, licked, slurped on her pussy, perinium and butthole, her labia, her clit and the deep valley between her buttocks.
Nayan squealed, moaned, groaned, shrieked and screamed with delight and humiliation as she repeatedly and reluctantly came on his mouth and fingers, even squirting her juices onto the bed once.
The old goon then rolled the still moaning and panting housewife onto her back and folded her sexy legs at the knees and spread her thighs wide apart. Then sticking his cockhead at the opening of her tight wet pussy, he said to her, "Open your eyes, look at me, Nayan."
She looked into his eyes. Then he said to her, "Say my name, baby."
She moaned, "Salii... oojhjh..mm... KhaAann.... Ohhhh!" as he thrust into her.
Then holding her by her buttocks, he started kissing her face and neck and slowly started thrusting in and out of her tight pussy.
She moaned softly, pushing thoughts of her husband out of her mind, wrapping her smooth white arms around her his shoulders.As he slowly increased the speed and power of his thrusts, she moved her ass in tandem with his thrusts, moaning and panting constantly.
Soon the room echoed with the sounds of their slapping flesh and her moans, squeals and panting. Nayan had already stopped fighting the sensations in her body and now her sexy young body writhed with pleasure as she was hit by wave after wave of orgasms. She would moan and whisper the name of the man taking her, "MMMMmmmm... ooohhh... Sssaliiiiiim... Saaliiiiiim Khaaaan... hummmmmmfff... uuufffff....oohhh.ssss..!"
She came twice more during this time.
Then the goon suddenly squeezed her sexy naked body to himself and started emptying his balls into her, groaning loudly. Later, Nayan thoughts were those of confusion and shame as she drifted off to sleep, "He's forcing me... raping me.... but he's made me cum... repeatedly... this is not me... I'm not a slut... am I?... I just want to get home to my family.... yes, that's what is important.... I'll keep playing along.... who knows what'll happen tomorrow?"
She kept trying to convince herself that she had hated it but the mind-blowing orgasms she had just experienced were undeniable. She didn't know it yet but she would be spending the next day as Salim Khan's personal stress reliever and cumdump.
The next day was a busy day for Salim Khan. He started early, arranging the burning down of the fire station. He was important enough to not actually be on site and barked orders over his phone.
"You're gonna be naked today." he had already told Nayan was putting on the t-shirt he had given her. Throughout the day, he kept groping and caressing her sexy naked body. While talking on the phone, he would squeeze her breasts, spank her ass, finger her pussy. He even carried on an entire conversation with his thumb in her anus and first two fingers in her wet pussy, moving her back and forth.
After a particularly frustrating conversation with a politician, he pushed the young wife onto the bed on her back and fucked her hard, missionary style, squeezing and slapping her ass and tits as he slammed hard into her pussy.
"Mmmmhhh... hmmmfff.... ufffff... oohhhh.... ow!.....auuhhhhh...hmmnnnhhh..!" she moaned as he slammed into her.
She was surprised at how aroused she was at being humiliated like this, being used as nothing more than a cumdump.
He got off her aching but satisfied pussy after dumping his load into her and said, "You're a great stress buster, bitch."
"Always available for your service." she giggled.
As the day went on, he fucked her twice more but mostly he would simply stick his dick inside her mouth or pussy, give a few thrusts and withdraw without actually climaxing. Nayan felt very humiliated and abused but was very aroused at the same time. She had never been so sexually aroused for so many hours at a stretch before.
She couldn't help cumming a few times even though the man was using her, completely unmindful of her pleasure.
She reasoned that if she was just a cumdump to him then he was just a dildo to her, albeit a scary and dangerous dildo.
That night as Nayan lay on her side deep throating Salim Khan as he squeezed and kneaded her thick round, smooth ass and ate her out, she wondered what her family might be thinking? Did they even know that she was missing?
She felt so guilty as she could feel her third orgasm of the night starting to build inside her. They must be so worried about her.... while she was.... "MRRGGHHHHHHH.... HMMRRRRHHHHHHH.... UNMMMMMMHHHH....!!!" she screamed with the thick cock in her mouth as she squeezed the goon's head with her lovely thighs and violently convulsed her full round hips as wave after wave of her third orgasm hit her.