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Holding his cock in his hand, he pushed it back into her cunt and re-entered her again with a long, slow, skewering thrust. Aishwarya moaned thickly, her fingers scrabbling at the sheets, as Harshavardhan's enormous cock burst into her wet flesh.

"You're insatiable," said he.

Aishwarya moaned, "Only with you, husband, only with you."

Sliding his hands under her body, he twined his fingers in her long gold necklace, and took the chain over her stiff nipples. Beneath him, Aishwarya whimpered joyously, her body succumbing to his needs, as he pushed his dark slab of meat in and out of her wet flesh. He now possessed her totally and utterly, subjugating her flesh to his desire.

Harshavardhan closed his eyes, and plunged into her, hurting her, and she was screaming for mercy, begging him to stop. Her chest was heaving, and her breath came in sobbing gasps as he continued to pound her cunt savagely without respite. Her head began to be slammed against the headboard as his thrusts speeded up.

Aishwarya said she wanted to feel his hot, sticky sperm warming her tummy.

"Look at you," Harshavardhan panted between thrusts, " Mother and Grandmother of 50 years old with her newlywed husband's cock stuffed up deep inside her belly, wanting him to squirt her sexy little tummy full of thick sticky white-stuff that makes babies. Shame on you, Well, I'm going to do just that. I'm going to give a 50 years old woman, just what horny woman like her needs: a big belly swollen with a child. Wouldn't you like that, my slutty wife?"

Hearing his obscene words, and feeling his big cock slip-sliding inside her, was too much for Aishwarya. She began to cum.

She writhed underneath him, her body dissolving into another delicious orgasm. Her head whipped from side to side on the pillow as little screams of pleasure came from her lips.



"You want me to plant a baby in your tummy, darling?" Harshavardhan panted, fucking her hard as the sweat poured off him.

"Oooooooh, yesss, my husband! Plant your seed in my womb, make my belly get big with your baby inside me. I want to feel our child squirming and kicking inside me, when I go to sleep at night.

Make me pregnant, my husband," she moaned, "shoot it up my pussy, let me feel your baby growing inside me. Make me pregnant baby! Oh please, please make me pregnant!" she begged him.

"Ready for the baby, love," Harshavardhan asked, and she again begged him to impregnate her.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, let everyone know that I fucked Harshavardhan's cock up my pussy and had him cum in me," she screamed. "I want to feel your baby come pushing out from between my legs, I want to have your baby..." Suddenly Aishwarya stiffened and shouted as she orgasmed, then she screamed in a shattering climax as Harshavardhan's huge penis quivered, swelled and erupted within her, exploding, throbbing, jerking and pulsing, the hot burning liquid spurting from his scrotum, splashing his hot cum inside her, spraying his virile seed to the very depths of her fertile, unprotected pussy.

Her cunt was throbbing, pulsing, contracting and clenching around his cock as he sprayed charge after charge of his thick, white-hot juices deep within Aishwarya's quivering vagina. His ejaculation was gargantuan, his huge cock spasming, jerking, throbbing, pumping torrents of cum, fertilizing her unprotected womb.

For more than a minute he continued to cum, yelling and yelling, pumping jet after jet of white-hot sperm deep into Aishwarya's unprotected pussy, sending her into another orgasm as his sperm charged from his cock and spurted deep, deep inside her. Harshavardhan was squirting thick white jet of his baby-making cum right up inside Aishwarya's unprotected womb.



It felt so good to her for letting him that stored-up load of pregnancy juice go. Wave after wave of release swept through him, as he emptied his prostate in Aishwarya's tight little belly. Aishwarya's distended vaginal lips oozing Harshavardhan's seed, knowing that millions of his sperm were already wriggling their way up inside her womb.

Aishwarya said, "I hope I'm pregnant now." Even as she spoke, his seed was oozing and soaking into her belly; and millions of his vigorous sperm were seeking refuge in her fertile womb.

They lived like newlywed husband Wife enjoying their honey moon in the flat. Aishwarya would wear colourful saree instead of white saree, and would always put sindur(vermilion) in her front parted hairs symbolising a married woman.

Every day they would go outside, take food outside in Restaurant. They would visit shopping malls, movie theatres, parks and would travel in metros to various places. Fucking was a regular phenomenon whenever they wished and in mood. Aishwarya never felt such types of blissful life ever in her life even with her late husband. Harshavardhan was giving his all attentions to her.

 
After Ten days, in the evening, Harshavardhan made a phone call to Nursing Home. He talked with Mr. Gautham kumar, husband of Kajal. Mr. Gautham was very pleased to inform him that Kajal gave birth to a female baby in the morning, and in the afternoon, Samantha delivered a male baby. The mothers and babies all were in good conditions, but the doctor had advised to see them only after two days.

Mr. Gautham informed him that he and Aishwarya could visit the Nursing Home after two days to see the mothers and babies. He informed Aishwarya about the good news. Aishwarya was very happy to becoming a Grandmother. She thanked God that Samantha had a son after two daughters.

After two days, both Aishwarya and Harshavardhan hired a Taxi to visit the Nursing Home.

Before going, he said, "Aishwarya, conceal your Mangal sutra inside your blouse, I mean it is better to conceal in your cleavage carefully and cover it with your pallu so that nobody should know that we are secretly married."

Aishwarya replied, "OK, but what's about putting sindur(vermilion) which a married woman should put everyday as per Hindu tradition."

Harshavardhan advised, "You can keep that tradition in a way. Don't put vermilion in your parted hairs rather put it on your forehead so that anyone could understand that you visited a temple."



They reached the Nursing Home. From the reception, they came to know that Samantha and Kajal were in a different ward. They decided to visit Samantha first.

They entered her ward. Samantha was lying in a white bed with the tiny baby clung to her. He was covered with white cloth and sleeping. He was pure white in colour. Mr. Chaitanya varma, husband of Samantha was sitting beside the bed in a chair.

Both of them were very happy to see Harshavardhan and Aishwarya. Aishwarya went forward, and kissed her daughter.

She said, "Samantha, I am proud to have a grandson."

Then Aishwarya turned towards Harshavardhan, and said, "Harshavardhan, have you noticed? My grandson's nose resembles your nose although he looks like Samantha."

Harshavardhan laughed, and said, "Then I am lucky."

Samantha looked at Harshavardhan in a meaningful glance. During this conversation, a white uniformed Nurse entered, and said, "The Doctor wants to have a discussion with the Representative of patient."

Hearing this, Samantha's husband and Aishwarya left to meet the Doctor. Now, Samantha and Harshavardhan were left alone.

Harshavardhan patted her palm and kissed her on cheeks.



"Did you like our baby?" Samantha asked.

"Yes, he is my son. He will inherit all my qualities," said Harshavardhan.

"I am very grateful to you that you have gifted me a son after my two daughters," said Samantha.

Then a Nurse entered with some sponged clothes. She lifted the cover from body of Samantha. Then Harshavardhan could see Samantha's huge breasts like melons, full of milk. She was only with blouse, and the lower portion of the blouse was unhooked to facilitate breast feeding to the baby. There were very deep wet patches in the blouse above the nipples.

The Nurse put the sponge clothes beneath the blouse just above the nipples for soaking.

She said to Samantha, "Madam, your milk is over flowing. It is more than necessary for the baby. It will harm the baby while suckling. He may feel suffocation due to excess milk of his requirement. So, in every three hours, you have to drain out your excess milks by way of squeezing your breasts otherwise you will feel pain in your breasts."

Then the Nurse left.

Samantha was wearing only the blouse and the top hook of the blouse was hooked, and the rest of hooks were free, and her milky big boobs were hanging from the bottom of the blouse like mangoes. He had an instant desire to pluck them, and eat those ripe mangoes sucking out the sweet nectar from them.

Samantha removed the remaining top hook of the blouse, and removing it from her shoulders kept the blouse on the bed. And then she pressed her left breast nipple with her right hand. Suddenly a stream of milk gushed out from there which she wiped out in sponge clothes.

Suddenly, Samantha said, "Do you want to drink my milk from my breasts directly, as the baby couldn't empty my milk. It is really heavy and painful to carry such a load of milk."

Harshavardhan needed no other invitation and he eagerly leaned over and took her pinkish nipple into his mouth. The feeling of the nipple alone was sensational. It felt thick and meaty on his tongue at least half an inch long and he started to suck it into his mouth trying to extract milk from it.

"No Dada, get more of the breast inside your mouth, not just the nipple," Samantha said. He opened his mouth and sucked in some more.

"Ohhhh, yyyyeeeess... That's it, Baby" she mumbled as he felt the milk start to flow. He sucked in, and massaged her nipple with his tongue. Sucking the warm and sweet fluid, he swallowed it down his throat.

"Thank you, Dada for helping me out," She said as she started to stroke his hair. "Are you okay with the milk flow, Dada?" Samantha asked. Then she said, "Oh, please, just keep sucking...it's paining a lot from the morning, and I want to unload as soon as possible all my milk into your mouth."

He could feel Samantha's breathing getting faster and heavier as he sucked more on her milk, and was feasting on her nipples like a hungry dog. Her heart was racing, and she seemed to be holding back some moans and groans.



Samantha came back to her normal position. Then they saw Mr. Chaitanya varma and Aishwarya coming towards them.

Harshavardhan said, "Aishwarya, let us visit to Kajal." They left and reached another ward where Kajal was admitted. They found Kajal lying with her new born baby. Her husband Mr. Gautham kumar was sitting beside her.

They were very pleased to see Harshavardhan and Aishwarya.

Mr. Gautham kumar said, "I have a son and daughter, now I am very happy to have a little daughter. Kajal also wanted a daughter, and God had granted her wish."

Harshavardhan glanced towards Kajal and the new born baby. Kajal was looking at him with smiling. The new born baby was also very white in colour like Samantha's son and she was staring at Harshavardhan (Her father).

Harshavardhan smiled and waved his hand towards the new baby.

He said both to Kajal and Gautham, "Listen me you both, take my words that this baby will turn in to a very beautiful girl when growing up."

Aishwarya also supported his views and everybody appreciated and laughed.

Due to some works, both Gautham and Aishwarya went outside of the cabin, and Harshavardhan and Kajal were left alone. Immediately, Harshavardhan kissed Kajal.



Harshavardhan said, "Our daughter will be taller as she has inherited my gene."

Kajal said, "I will make her a model."

Harshavardhan explained her how he sucked the milk of Samantha due to overflow.

Kajal said, "Then you have to taste my milk also." She removed the lower portion of her blouse, and two big milky breasts sprang out.

Without wasting time, Harshavardhan put his mouth on her long nipples and suckled. He felt the warm sweet stream of milk going down her throat. He suckled her breasts alternatively. Kajal felt a satisfaction to feed him her milk, and closed her eyes. She felt a sensation in her cunt. With fondness and affection, she ran her hand in his hairs, and pressed his head more to her breast as if she was feeding her milk to a little baby.



Harshavardhan was like a satisfied baby, and left her breasts by the time Gautham and Aishwarya returned.

Then both Harshavardhan and Aishwarya returned to the Apartment.

After some days, Aishwarya said, "My dear husband, I think, I am pregnant. Can you have my urine tasted in a pathological Laboratory?"

By evening, Harshavardhan obtained the Test Report and it was confirmed that Aishwarya was pregnant.

Harshavardhan said, "Aishwarya, Today, I made a call to your son-in-law, Chaitanya who informed me that Doctor has extended their staying for another 15 days to take proper care of Kajal, Samantha and their babies in Nursing Home."

Aishwarya was alarmed, and said, "I cannot stay here for more times. As now I am pregnant, my womb may swell up after some days, and they will get to know, so it is better to return my place (Puri). If I return my place, nobody will know about my pregnancy, and I will deliver my baby safely there. You may also visit Puri secretly without knowledge of Kajal and Samantha."

Harshavardhan replied, "You are right, even my leaves of 15 days are also going to be completed tomorrow, and I have to join my duty in Bank."



Next day, both of them visited Nursing Home.

Harshavardhan said, "Samantha, my leave is up to tomorrow, and I have to report in Bank day after tomorrow positively."

Aishwarya also said, "I have stayed here quite a long time and since my son-in-law is there to take care of you now, I think I will return to my place as I have so many pending works to attend. So, I have decided to return tomorrow morning."

Everybody, Chaitanya, Samantha, Gautham and Kajal agreed to this, and they returned to Apartment. In the night, Harshavardhan fucked Aishwarya in doggy position as he never wanted any pressure on her womb as she was pregnant. Next morning was very pain full for both of them at the time of departure.

He kissed her, and said, "Aishwarya, I love you very much. Everyday put vermilion in your parted hairs, and in your forehead along with colourful saree as you are married now, you are my wife. Take care of yourself along with our baby. Don't worry! I will visit you secretly."

She embraced him and kissed him, Tears rolled down from her eyes, and she headed towards main gate where the hired Taxi was waiting for her to take her to Railway station.

In the meantime, after reaching her home town, Keerthy had several fucks with her husband. After 21 days, she revealed her husband that she was pregnant. Since she broke the happy news to her husband, he walked around with pride on cloud nine. He was very obliged to Harshavardhan Uncle for the medicines he had given to Keerthy.

Keerthy was smiling secretly that her husband would never find out in his life whose child she was carrying. Her in-laws were elated with happiness as they were expecting their first grandchild on the way.







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Harshavardhan resumed his duty in Bank. He was sitting in his cabin, and was flipping through various files and Ledgers for inspection. Everything was as usual and normal except a big finance to a Jewellery shop. He checked the file.

During his absence, Rs.10 Lakhs was financed to a jewellery shop 'Mahesh Jewellery & Sons 'located at Koti, Hyderabad. All the loan related papers were in order, and scrutinised by his second officer Pooja and his cash officer Vijay. The finance was sanctioned by Pooja during his absence. He found no any irregularities in the finance sanctioned.

Since there was a long break of his coming to Bank, due to courtesy, both Pooja and Vijay entered to his cabin and greeted him. He also enquired them about the big finance sanctioned to Jewellery shop, and they confirmed that the customer was genuine, and had submitted all required papers.

Harshavardhan being in a higher management rank in Bank always believed in good inter-personal relationships between employer and employee as it motivated employees to work more efficiently.

So, he would often interact with them more freely about their personal lives.

He casually asked, "So Pooja, you married your boyfriend. What is he doing?"

"Sir, now he is unemployed, he is trying for a job, and I hope he would get a job very soon. Now, since I am on job, there is no problem for running our house hold" replied Pooja smilingly.

"Where are you staying?" further he asked.

"Sir, we are staying in a rented Apartment at Shyam Bazar," replied Pooja.



Then he turned his attention to Vijay, and asked, "What about you Vijay? It seems, you got married too early, and you are a father of 5 months girl child. What's the age of you and your wife?"

"Sir, my father died during my childhood. I got this Bank job at the age of 24 years. My mother was very old and sick, and it was very difficult on my part to take care of her, so my relatives arranged a girl from rural area who was not much educated, but very innocent looking and of good character, and was of 18 years. I got married immediately, and became a father very soon. My wife is now only 20 years, and a house wife. But unfortunately, my mother died last year." Said Vijay.

What Harshavardhan did not know about Vijay was that he looked so innocent but he was a porn addict. Every night he would watch porn CDs in his VCD. His wife was a village woman, but Vijay corrupted her innocent mind by making her watch porn movies along with him.

"Now, tell me you both, what are your dreams?" asked Harshavardhan

"Sir, to have a Flat of our own in Hyderabad," replied they in one voice.

"Sir, we both have applied for Housing Loan from Bank for this purpose, but nothing has come so far, and we need your kind intervention in this matter," requested Pooja.

"You see, I have already recommended the Housing loan Applications of both of you before our Head Office, and it will take sometimes for sanction of the loan," he said.

He then dismissed them, and concentrated himself to work.

In the evening, he was alone in the Apartment, in his flat. The flats of Samantha and Kajal were locked. He went to park for evening walk. In the night, he was feeling very restless in his bed. He looked at his empty bed where he missed both Aishwarya and Keerthy. He masturbated by thinking both Keerthy and Aishwarya then only he could sleep peacefully.



Next day morning, before going to Bank, casually he thought to visit the location of Jewellery shop 'Mahesh Jewellery & Sons' for inspection as a heavy finance was made by Bank to this shop. He hired a Taxi, and reached to Koti, the location.

The place was busiest location of Hyderabad, and there were around 50 nos of jewellery shops there. He thoroughly searched each and every jewellery shop of that area but could not trace out "Mahesh Jewellery & Sons"

He enquired and interacted with more than 10 nos of owners of jewellery shops which were established there for more than 20 years. The owners vehemently denied of any knowledge of existing of any jewellery shop named 'Mahesh Jewellery & Sons' there. This planted a seed of doubt in his mind.

After Harshavardhan showed them his identity card of being a manager of the Bank, they all agree to give in writing of this fact. He obtained 15 nos of statements of the owners to this effect, and returned to Bank by afternoon. He did not say anything to anybody of this fact, and concentrated in his work.

After closing of the Banking hour, when every employee left the Bank, he sat up to 10pm, night.

During these hours, he flipped through every transaction made in Ledger, data mentioned in files during his absence of 15 days, and his strenuous efforts brought fruits, he got the things what he wanted.

He found the facts (1) An Account was opened in the name of "Mahesh Jewellery & Sons" duly certified by Pooja and Vijay.
(2) a total amount of Rs.10 Lakhs was sanctioned with the signature of Pooja and Vijay.
(3) An Inspection report of the existence of the shop was signed and verified by Pooja
(4) An amount of Rs.5 Lakhs each for two times was transferred from this Jewellery Account to Pooja's personal Account and Vijay's personal Account.
(5) Then a total of Rs.10Lakhs from their Accounts(Rs.5 Lakhs each from Accounts of Pooja and Vijay) were transferred to one Account holder named 'New India Construction & Co.'

Harshavardhan kept all these relevant files/documents safely in a locked iron chest in his personal custody, and returned to his flat.
 
Next day, Harshavardhan visited the office of 'New India Construction & Co.' and found that it was a Builder, a Housing construction company selling flats to individuals. He met, and showed his identity proof to the officials, and apprised them that he had come for some investigation.

They confirmed that Pooja and Vijay had transferred an amount of Rs.5.00 Lakhs each to the Firm against purchase of flats from them. He obtained the photocopies of all relevant Money Receipts and Agreements. Then he returned to Bank.

From his cabin, he glanced towards Pooja and Vijay, his most trusted officers, and shocked to find that how could they do such a fraud behind their innocent faces. He was well aware of the facts that once the cat was out of the bag means it will be a biggest scandal in his Bank, and his image will be tarnished definitely.

He was very angry at that moment, but he remained cool, he had to deal the matter tactfully. He had to bring back the money of Bank before anybody smelled a slightest hint of this. He acted in a normal way.

At the end of the closing of Banking hour, he called both of them. Both of them entered smilingly. Harshavardhan behaved as if he had called them for a chit-chat.

He addressed to both of them, "So, young men, how was the day?"

"Very nice, Sir," they replied.

"You, youths are the future of our country. You can do miracles for the country. But only one thing you people are lacking is patience. I know youths like you are very ambitious but impatience. You people believe in overnight success by any means. Tell me I am wrong, or right?" said Harshavardhan.

"You are very much right, Sir," both Pooja and Vijay replied in same voice.

"You see, overnight I have not attained this position in Bank. Due to my honesty, sincere and hard workings of 30 years in Bank, I have attained this position where I am today. This is not an overnight success. Do you both understand?" asked Harshavardhan.

"Yes Sir," they agreed in one voice.

"Then my dear Pooja and Vijay, my most trusted officers whom I love very much, tell me what compelled both of you to make a fraud of Rs.10.00 Lakhs from my Bank. I have got all the evidences and proofs. You know, what will I do now? First, I will report the matter to our Head office, and immediately suspend both of you from the job.

Secondly, I will report it to police, and they will arrest you both under section 420 of Indian Penal Code where the maximum punishment can be awarded for imprisonment for a term of 7 years. Now think of your family, what will happen to them? "said Harshavardhan in a sarcastic tone.

The atmosphere in his cabin changed suddenly as if a lightning, a thunder struck on them. They were silent, their faces became pale as if blood had drained out from their faces.

Pooja got up from the chair very slowly, moved in a weak walk towards him, touched his feet, and suddenly outburst in a sobbing with loud voice, "Sir, I am sorry, extremely sorry! Please forgive me. I assure and promise you that I will never do such types of dishonest act ever in my life. Please sir, forgive me, please save my job, sir, please don't make me arrested by the police, I cannot show my face to anybody," pleaded Pooja, and Harshavardhan felt his left foot wet with her tears.



Immediately, she was followed by Vijay who touched and grabbed his right foot, and started crying, "Sir, please save me, I will never do this type of things ever in my life. I came under the influence of Pooja, and induced by her to participate in such a dishonest work. Sir, save me, think of my young wife and infant. What will happen to them if I am imprisoned?"

Harshavardhan became more angry, "You scoundrels, now you both are shedding crocodile tears before me. Did not you think about the consequences at the time of committing crime? Now, tell me in details, what prompted both of you to commit such fraud?"

Pooja wiped her tears, and in a slow voice started telling, "We both, myself and Vijay were in need of our own flats. The flats in Hyderabad are being sold like hot cakes. But, we cannot effort due to high price of flats in view of our meagre salaries.

The Housing construction company 'New India Construction & Co.' offered us two flats in a slight lower price, but we had no money available with us immediately. Although we both have applied Hosing loan to our Bank, the matter has got delayed already to sanction our loan as you know.

The main culprit is my husband, who devised such wicked ideas, and induced us to commit this fraud. During your absence, we opened a forged Account in the name of fake jewellery shop, then transferred Rs.10.00 Lakhs in that Account. From there, we transferred Rs.5.00 Lakh each to our own Account, and paid to Builder.

We both were waiting for our Housing loan from Bank so that we could transfer our loan amount to this forged Account gradually in future, and nobody will get a slightest hint of this fraud. We both are extremely sorry for this, and beg your forgiveness."



"The first duty of you both is to bring back the money of Bank. Tomorrow, you both cancel your sale agreements with the Builder and get the money refunded immediately. I give you maximum time of tomorrow afternoon, and by that time be ensure that the money should be back to the Account of Bank. After that only, I will think further action of mine," warned Harshavardhan, and left the Bank immediately.

Now Vijay was in deep trouble. He decided that tomorrow he would cancel his sale agreement with the Builder, and immediately get the refunded amount of Rs.5.00 Lakhs, his share of the money swindled by him and Pooja, then he would deposit that amount in fake Jewellery Account which in turn would be reversed to Bank's Account.

But he knew Harshavardhan would not sit silently, definitely he would take some official action against them. Tomorrow, the money would be reversed to Bank so the only option for him to request and plead Harshavardhan to not frame any charges against him, not to make him arrested by police, and not to report to Head office of Bank otherwise he would lose his job.

He knew that being a government servant, he could not afford to have a criminal offence, he would lose his job and his life would be ruined along with that of his wife and child.

He was living in a small house which had one bedroom, hall, kitchen house with his 20 years old wife Rashmika and their five-month-old baby. His wife Rashmika, was a village girl. She was not very educated. But, was very pretty - to a point, that almost all the men in the street, used to stare whenever she was outside to buy vegetables in the market. That was because; she was exciting to look at.



She was around 5' 5" in height. She was very fair, had very long, black & thick hair which she would plait. It would hang down almost up to her thighs. She had a gorgeous figure of 34 - 24 - 36! Her breasts were round, firm and shapely.

As she had just delivered their baby, her breasts had even grown bigger, as they were full of milk! Her buttocks were big, fleshy, firm and absolutely delightful. They had a natural upward swing when she would walk, exciting all the men who would stare at them!

Rashmika had a very beautiful face, lovely big grey eyes and a lovely voice. Her cheeks were plump and her lips were naturally attractive. She always dressed in simple cotton sarees and blouses.

Though she would cover her breasts correctly, and tightly with the pallu of her saree, yet, due to their large size, and especially as they were full of milk, men could see them protruding and juggling beneath her pallu as she walked.

Her breasts drove men crazy! he was proud of her looks. She was his real wealth! Now, he was afraid that he would let her down of his misdeed in Bank. He was sitting in dark, and was thinking of all these things.

Rashmika, entered, and said, "What's are you doing in dark? What happened?"

Then she switched on the light, and found that his husband was weeping silently, and tears were rolling down from his eyes. She was a village girl, and could not understand anything, but Vijay explained her everything, and both wife and husband started weeping after apprehending that some misfortune would befall on them. They tried to console each other, and cursed Pooja who had influenced Vijay to do such misdeed.



 
Next day by afternoon, the money was returned to Bank Account. Harshavardhan was relieved with a sigh. Not a single employee of the Bank was aware of the fraud taken place in the Bank.

It was Saturday, which was the weekend. The Banking hour was half day. Both Pooja and Vijay were working silently in the Bank. Harshavardhan did not have a word with them nor called them to his cabin. Harshavardhan looked so grave and serious that they did not dare to look at him or say something to him.

Both of them were repenting like anything for their misdeeds, and they had no moral courage to face Harshavardhan. Although the money was returned to Bank, but both of them were very afraid to lose their jobs, and to be arrested by the police. Both of them were apprehending that definitely Harshavardhan would take some official action against them on Monday.

At the end of the Banking hours at around 1.00 PM since it was a half day official works, all the employees had left except Vijay and Pooja. They waited for another 2 hours. They were expecting a call from Harshavardhan, but Harshavardhan did not respond them so desperately they left the Bank. Harshavardhan finished his pending works, and left the Bank around 4.00PM.

He reached his Apartment. Now, he was alone in his flat, missing everybody. He went outside and made a call from public Booth to Nursing Home, ascertaining the details of Kajal and Samantha, and their babies. Chaitanya, husband of Samantha intimated him that everything was fine and he need not be worried.



There was a dark cloud in the sky, and the Air was cool. The evening was approaching, and the atmosphere was getting dark. He hurriedly returned to his flat as he was apprehending imminent raining. When he reached his Apartment, it was already evening and dark. suddenly there was a heavy downpour, it was raining cats and dogs.

Then he heard the sound of calling bell, not once, but two and three times. He wondered who could be the visitor at this odd hour of rainy evening when there was a heavy raining outside. He came out, and went near the entrance gate. Oh...my God! he was surprised to find Pooja there, totally drenched, drips of water were falling from her body.

He opened the Grill gate immediately, and said, "Come inside, Pooja." and locked the grill gate.

He looked at her. Her wet saree clung to her like a second skin, accentuating every curve of her gorgeous body, begging to be peeled off.

Her saree, which was completely wet, was almost transparent. Her sari had clung to her in such a way that it was revealing every curvatures of her voluptuous buxom body. Her breasts and hips had come to its full prominence. Her pallu slid down from her good-looking attractive breasts.




The blouse she wore was also of light green coloured, and had become completely see-through. The straps of her bra were revealed clearly. Since she had worn netted bra, the roundness of her plump fleshy breasts was distinct.

Her nipples were clearly visible through her wet netted bra, and thin fabric of her blouse that had badly stuck to her breasts. Her pointed nipples were also looking distinctly. The outline of her body had distinctly come to the fore. The roundness of her breasts and hips were looking prominently opulent.

The bulge of her breasts was lucid and clear, and their curvature was observable. Her crotch and thighs were also distinctly visible. The roundness of her fleshy heavy hips was visible as her wet saree was clinged to her two buttock cheeks.

Harshavardhan could not take his eyes off from her sexy body. Pooja was aware that he was eyeing her constantly, and she tried to cover her body with the wet saree, and in the process some more of her back and tummy was visible.



"Good evening Sir!" she greeted him. Harshavardhan also responded her with greeting.

"Your visit is most unexpected!" he exclaimed, "My God, Pooja, you really have got drenched yourself, maybe you should get out of this as you are completely wet and you may catch cold and influenza."

He ushered her, "Pooja, follow me. Let us go inside the room." When they hurriedly walked, there was another flash of thunder and the electricity failed.

They entered in to his flat. It was complete dark inside.

"Just stand still, let me look for a candle," said he, and after a second, lighted the candle.

Then he said, "Your clothes have also become dirty. Go to the bathroom and take a bath. Take this small towel for drying up your body, and this big one for your change. I will prepare a hot cup of tea for you then we will discuss the purpose of your visit."

Pooja kicked off her sandals at the door itself, and quietly walked to the bathroom. Due to power cut, it was dark in the bathroom, but flickering of candle light was coming to bathroom from the room where Harshavardhan was there.

Due to coming of that flickering candle light, inside of the bathroom was slightly visible, so Pooja let the door of bathroom half opened, and she stripped in the bathroom herself. As she was about to open the shower, and taking bath, Harshavardhan had a glimpse of her stark-naked body.

Ohhhh God! she was a goddess of sex. He could see her silhouetted naked body, with rounded erect boobs, thin waist, fleshy thighs with wider buttocks. Her long hairs falling on her back side up to waist. Ohhh...what's a scene!

 
His dick gradually grew in to a big size, and became harder under his lungi. This recently married young woman was her obsession always as he was infatuated with her, but everything got shattered when she was married. He always wanted to fuck her, and he developed of a jealousy towards her husband who was fucking her now, his rival.

Then again Harshavardhan's mind turned in to hatred against Pooja who had initiated a fraud in his Bank, tried to tarnish his image. But he calmed down as now she was his guest, she had come to his house for some purpose.

By this time, Pooja had opened the shower, and started taking bath. Harshavardhan watched her bathing in her naked body, again he felt erotic towards her, and went near the door to peep her.

Although nudity was not new to her but being fully naked in Harshavardhan's house was unusual, and she was feeling thrilled. She had small darkish nipples and beautiful breasts that were as fair as Pooja's complexion, and the nipples were in magnificent contrast to her fair skin.

Due to coolness they had become erect, and immediately, he got an erection. When she had finished, she closed the shower knob, and looked around for the small towel, and dried herself. She wrapped the big towel around her body which covered her body from boobs up to above of the knee only.



Pooja emerged from the bathroom with her wet clothes. She looked like a model, a sensuous beauty, and the thick patches of hairs under her arm pits added her body more sexy. Harshavardhan was stunned to see her.

She asked Harshavardhan, "Sir, where to dry up my wet clothes?"

Harshavardhan said, "You need not worry for this. I am taking care of this. In the meantime, take this hot cup of tea" He handed over her the cup of tea.

He picked up her wet saree, petticoat, bra and panty, and went towards Balcony, there was a long string hanging there. First, he sniffed her wet panty and bra which had an aroma of body smell of Pooja, he sniffed those for some seconds, inhaled the aroma then hung all her wet clothes on the string.

Harshavardhan was standing in the middle of the room. Pooja moved noiselessly towards him, but the tinkle of her anklets announced her arrival to him.

Harshavardhan turned around and said "Well, Pooja, now tell me your purpose of visit to me."

She came nearer to him with her down caste eyes. She was standing beside him. Harshavardhan looked at her. She looked very sad and repented.

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She said in a soft voice, "Sir, today, whole day I was waiting for you to call me in Bank. I did not come forward to meet you in your cabin as I was scared that perhaps you will be angry with me. Sir, last night, I have not slept well, repenting myself, I am cursing my husband for bringing such ill fate for me, and now I hate him. Sir, my life and career are at your hand.

Please don't take any official action against me. I promise you that I will never do any such type of action in future, and I will maintain my honesty and loyalty to Bank forever. That is the reason, I came personally to you for your kindness and forgiveness." She bent down and touched his feet, and started sobbing. Harshavardhan felt her hot tears falling on his feet.

His heart was melted for this woman, Afterall he had a strong weakness towards beautiful ladies.

"OK, Pooja, I know that you are not the real culprit. Your husband is the real culprit. I forgive you. Don't worry! I will not report this matter to Head Office nor to Police. Now get relax. Please, don't weep," saying this he put his two hands under the armpits of Pooja, and tried to lift her up.

In the process of her bending down and lifting up, the towel around her body slipped off. God must be pleased with Harshavardhan, there behold was a beautiful warm, sexy naked body of his dream woman that was so inviting. Her boobs were wonderful with strong curves.

Her nipples were upright and worth sucking and sucking. It was an embarrassing situation, he quickly bent down, and grabbed the towel to give it to her. But instead of handing over the towel to her, he was silent, and kept staring at her wonderfully carved nude body.



By this time, he could feel his cock rising, and within a second turned in to a big hard boulder, forced itself to come out from the parted portion of the lungi. It was throbbing up and down.

Pooja was emotionally so much obliged to him for his forgiveness that she preferred to remain silent, and dropped her eyes by glancing downwards.

At this moment, she noticed the big erected 9th inches long cock of Harshavardhan. A current swept through her entire body. She had never seen such huge dick ever in her life. Her husband's cock was just 6 inches, much smaller than this giant cock.

She got so excited that without thinking anything, she encircled her arms around the neck of Harshavardhan, and put her hot lips on the lips of Harshavardhan in such a forced manner that automatically her tongue probed inside the mouth of Harshavardhan. Then the volcano erupted, both of them kissed and probed their tongues with each other frantically, like crazy young lovers.

Harshavardhan looked at her face, and she was smiling and looking more sexier than before, her hairs dishevelled all over her face, and covered in sweat. He cleared her face of the hairs, and gave her a lingering kiss. He eyed her tits seriously for a moment.

"You've got the most beautiful tits on earth, Pooja," he said.

"They're all yours, only yours," Pooja whispered, pulling her shoulders back, and thrusting her breasts out towards his face. His response was instantaneous. His mouth caught and sucked at the first nipple until it hardened, then covered her other breast. Pooja was in heaven.

 
"Oh God," she moaned, her eyes closed, her hands holding his head to her ample breasts.

Then she started removing his lungi which fell on the floor. Then she unbuttoned his T- shirt and took it off. Harshavardhan became completely naked like her now, and he was feeling some sort of strange pleasure.

Now her soft hands were caressing his huge fat cock which sprang out in full erection. He watched her as her eyes grew wide at its size and width. She caught his cock in her hand lovingly. She lovingly fondled his penis as he stood over.

He pressed her breasts. His cock was brushing against her thighs and crotch. It got stimulated further. She caressed his hands. She also exerted some pressure on his hands which were cupping her breasts. He further increased pressure of his hands on her breasts. He started squeezing them.

Pooja sighed sexily, "Ooohhhh... Sir... oooohhhh yess...that's fine."

Harshavardhan lifted her with his two hands and carried her to bed.

Pooja bent her knees, and spread her legs wide, Harshavardhan knelt between her widely flared hips, and kissed her distended clitoris with his tongue.

"Oh God, darling," Pooja groaned.

As he went down on her, plunged his face and tongue into her beautiful, hairy pussy, Pooja went wild, crying out how much she wanted him to fuck her.

His tongue slowly and deliberately circled Pooja's swollen clit, teasing the pouting lips of her hot pussy.



Pooja was writhing on the bed, moaning, "Oh God" over and over again, as she pulled his head closer into her bucking hips.

Her eyes were closed, her gorgeous face whipping from side to side on the pillow, globular breasts heaving, as her body responded to his glorious lovemaking.

Harshavardhan raised his head slightly, still maintaining his tongue deep in her pussy, as Pooja twisted and churned her hips, raising her legs way up into the air, bending them at the knees and hips.

She reached up, and wrapped her slender arms around her knees, and brought her upper thighs back down until they both pressed sharply down into her big, well rounded breasts.

This caused her back to arch up, bringing her buttocks way up off the bed, and the angle better permitted Harshavardhan to work his tongue even deeper and deeper into her sopping-wet pussy.

As her pussy became more lubricated with her passion juices, his tongue moved in a long, slow curve, starting at the base of Pooja's spine, licking along the cleft of her buttocks, pausing to push deep into her vagina, then lifting to tease the sensitive skin where the lips met and the tingling clitoris between them.

Harshavardhan gently slid two fingers up into Pooja's sopping snatch while he sucked her dripping clit. Pooja began the long breathless groaning towards what appeared to be a mammoth orgasm approaching.

Harshavardhan's tongue teased Pooja's pussy, alternately licking her lust-plumped vaginal lips and clit, while he continued to plunge his fingers in and out of her sopping vagina.



"Oh God, don't stop, don't stop now," Pooja moaned, thrashing about on the bed, "I'm going to come, please, suck my clit harder, make me come," she begged.

She was seconds away from total release. As he sucked harder on her clit, his fingers plunging in and out of her pussy in a blur of motion.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, I'm almost there, oh God, yesss..."Pooja cried.

He shoved his thumb up her anus, his tongue sucking Pooja's clit like his life depended on it.

"Yesss...yessss...like that...yessss...I'm cumming...I'm cummmminnnngggg!" Pooja screamed.

Pooja screamed her pleasure as she came and came in a prolonged orgasm, her hips bucking off the bed, her breasts flopping wildly, as her body exploded with pleasure in response to Harshavardhan's loving ministrations. It seemed it would go on forever.

Each time the sensations ceased, Harshavardhan would thrust his finger deep into Pooja's ass, or lick her clitoris, or bite the lips of her cunt, and it would start all over again; until, out of sheer exhaustion, Pooja pleaded, "Stop, Sir, stop, I've no energy left, it will kill me." Pooja's body stopped twitching after several minutes, as Harshavardhan continued to gently lick her engorged clit.



Finally, Pooja weakly pushed his head away, and he slid between her outstretched arms as she embraced him loosely. "That was the best," Pooja whispered to him, "You certainly know how to pleasure a woman with your tongue."

They grinned at each other, and Pooja moved down on Harshavardhan, rubbing his cock.

Harshavardhan lay down on the bed, Pooja's body straddling his, his waist inches from Pooja's flushed, gorgeous face, she stared at his throbbing cock, inched from her mouth, and moaned softly.

Pooja stroke his cock with her fingertips, and stared in amazement at his huge cock. It was around nine inches long, and it was thick, my God, it was thick. "Such a big cock," Pooja cooed, "Like a big lollipop." This was a terribly exciting moment for her.

With a moan of frenzied lust, she reached out and wrapped both hands around it. It was amazed that so much of his huge cock still protruded from her fists. Holding the shaft steady, Pooja lowered her head and gently kissed the bloated tip. As Pooja's hot breath fanned his prick, Harshavardhan shivered lustily.

Pooja's stiff nipples were grazing his body, her luscious big tits swaying gently as she crawled into position. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around the thick, hairy base of his prick, steadying the bucking shaft, gently cupping his balls in her palm. With a moan, Pooja stuck out her tongue and began lashing it all over the engorged, purple head of Harshavardhan's cock.

Pooja slavered over the head of his cock, greedily licking up the single drop of pre-cum that had formed, moaning at the taste, "God, I love you," she groaned, as she slid the head of his cock into her mouth.

 
Pooja sucked more and more of Harshavardhan's cock into her mouth, her tongue dancing along the sensitive areas of his cock with wild abandon. She gently massaged his swollen balls with her fingertips, and he moaned deep in his throat.

Incredibly, his cock was growing bigger, bigger than any cock she had ever seen. It was swelling to mammoth proportions, crowding her throat, pushing against her palate. Yet Pooja had no difficulty in swallowing more and more of his cock.

She deep-throated him until her nose was buried in his pubic hair, and then slowly let it slide out of her mouth with a loud plop. Then she settled down into a rhythm, sucking his cock, her head bobbing back and forth over the stiff shaft, while she moaned in obvious enjoyment.

Harshavardhan now had a hold on her head and he was pushing it, pulling it, mumbling, "Good, so good, so good, good..."

Pooja was ravished at his hands, and threw herself back on the bed, spreading her legs and thighs wide open in shameless invitation, working to position her body under his, begging, imploring him, "Now Sir, now, please. Please put it in me, oh, let me, let me put it in. Oh, I love it so. Fuck me, fuck me good." She took the head of his giant cock and guided it to her flared vaginal lips.

His cock found the outer lips, and she let go. She was a slave to her desire, and she needed his cock to quench the fire in her loins. Yet he did not give her what she wanted.



He rubbed his erect cock up and down her pussy lips, slapping her vaginal mound with his cock-head, and Pooja moaned. "Oh, God, Sir, I need you. I need you so bad."

He teased her, not allowing her the penetration she desired. "What do you need? Tell me what you need, lover, dearest?" Harshavardhan teased.

Pooja wrapped her hand around his cock and fondled it. "This is what I need. I need this inside me. Please don't make me wait to feel your wonderful cock deep inside me. I need you inside me," Pooja begged.

"Oh, Sir, my big stud, make love to me! Please take me now! Oh yes, my King, hurt me!" Pooja moaned just before Harshavardhan entered her.

Her eyes transfixed on his mammoth penis. As he slowly slid his giant cock head between her pussy lips, she screamed.

Harshavardhan slowly slid his monster cock into Pooja's willing pussy, straining against her pussy lips, as her vaginal walls quivered and stretched to accommodate his huge maleness.

Pooja's eyes were closed, and her breathing was ragged. "Take it easy, honey," she said in a high, querulous voice.

"Why?" Harshavardhan teased, "Looks as though you're enjoying it."

"How can I? It's the size of a fucking big cucumber," Pooja gasped, working her hips in an incredibly sexy manner to receive him.

Harshavardhan withdrew the entire length of his cock, and slowly re-entered Pooja's tight pussy.



"Shove it in me, Sir, "Pooja cried, her vagina surrendering to the wonderful feelings his cock was producing in her pussy.

Harshavardhan pulled out and re-entered her again and again, enjoying the delicious entry, the hot moistness and snug clinging of her thick, fleshy pussy lips, as his hard penis and her moist vulva held together so deeply inside her.

Each of his re-entering thrusts brought a fresh "Aaahhh..." from Pooja's parted lips, as her head whipped from side to side.

She twirled and pumped her buttocks as far and as fast as she could in an effort to make his cock work as deeply into her pussy as it would go. With a loud sigh, Harshavardhan lifted himself upon his hands and knees, his back bowed slightly as he looked down beneath him, and smiled as he saw the reason for his pleasure.

There below his hard, flat stomach he could see the thick furry shaft of his huge cock just before it disappeared into Pooja's body. As he slowly but firmly thrust his hips upward, causing that fat shaft to sink into Pooja's dainty little body, and she lifted her body up off the bed in an effort to receive as much of his cock as she possibly could.

Pooja's hairy pubic region plunging up and down in rhythm with his matching strokes, and her pretty pussy was being distorted as he plunged his shaft in and out of it. When he withdrew his cock, leaving only the head of it within her, it actually sucked the flesh from her inner vaginal area, outside the now inflamed labia, fully exposing her clitoris.

As he shoved his thick shaft forward into Pooja's eager pussy, all that flesh disappeared, and in fact so did half those lips, being stuffed deep within her love channel.

His strokes were now longer, faster, unceasing ones, and soon he was fucking Pooja relentlessly, driving his penis into her unremittingly, as she squirmed to encompass his thrusts.



Pooja was on her back, her legs spread wide, thighs bent to her chest, and held by Harshavardhan. Her head was turning side to side, eyes pressed shut in ecstasy as she moaned in pleasure.

Harshavardhan was leaning forward over her, propping himself up with his arms, driving his thick cock deep into her juicy pussy. Her legs were around the outside of his upper arms toward his shoulders, her pussy was wet and wide open, as he fucked her hard and fast with his big tool.

Her tits bounced on every stroke, and hips moved in perfect rhythm to his thrusts, his big strong ass bouncing up and down between her delicate thighs. His huge cock was covered with her juices, sliding in and out of her pussy.

Harshavardhan continued pounding his big cock into Pooja's dripping pussy. His cock was long and hard as he drove his thick member deep into her, thrusting himself into her cunt, burying his cock to the hilt. Her wetness glistened on his thick shaft as he stroked it in and out of her pussy. His cock was stretching Pooja's pussy as he entered her.

Over and over he plunged his big cock deep into her glistening pussy, thrusting deep and pumping, giving her every inch of his great length and thickness.

"Sir, my darling, God, you're tearing me apart," Pooja gasped.

At first, he continued fucking her, as her pussy expanded. "Too hard," he asked, "want me slower?"

"No, goddammit, harder, don't hold back, give it to me harder. I love it, I love you, "grunted Pooja.

 
With a painful effort, Pooja brought her hips off the bed and linked her ankles behind his back. This sent him into a frenzy of jack-hammering. His cock now seemed to be attached to a pile-driving mechanism as he held her by the hips and relentlessly hammered his cock into her.

With great power he plunged into her, deep, deep into her. He thrust at her, hacking at life, splitting her wide with his fury. He plunged, rutting, with a rage that drove Pooja to a sweaty convulsion, as she squirmed slickly beneath him, trying to encompass and hold his frenzied blows.

He put one hand over Pooja's mouth to stifle her screams. Then he rent her brutally, oblivious to her pain or pleasure. He did not speak, but with intent ferocity rent the pale heart and continued to plunge even after she collapsed prone and boneless beneath him, a continent conquered by his hard blows.

Pooja enthusiastically received his huge penis into her, taking his cock deep into her cunt, moving with him, returning his thrusts, joyously working her pussy onto his big hard cock. Her pussy was gushing her wetness as his mammoth cock filled her cunt again and again, opening her wide and filling her beyond belief, penetrating so very deep.

"Oh God," Pooja screamed, "Don't stop now."

Pooja was panting and gasping, her juice running from her pussy, down the crack of her ass. She was humping and bucking against him, taking his huge cock deep within her to the depths of her womanhood, grinding on his great manhood and crying out her pleasure as he thrust deeply into her.

Harshavardhan's huge cock was invading Pooja's pussy. He plunged his thick member deep into her cunt, stretching her, filling her to capacity-then withdrew, wet with her juices, only to plunge again, driving deep into her excited pussy.



Again and again he thrust his fat cock into her as Pooja wantonly spread herself for him, taking his ten inches of thick-veined manhood deep within her hot little cunt. He shoved his big cock harder and faster into her pussy as she continued to cry out in ecstasy. At first her legs were in the air, bouncing up and down in rhythm to his powerful thrusts.

Then they were wrapped around his waist. Then he positioned her legs over his shoulders as he pressed them down on her chest for maximum penetration. Her ankles were now pinned to the mattress beside her ears and her pussy was being pounded to mush by his huge cock.

As their hips and groins thrust together and her head began to be slammed against the headboard, Pooja dug her nails into Harshavardhan's back and told him, "Ohhhh...I have never been fucked so deep or so hard."

Pooja was in ecstasy, approaching orgasm, thrashing her head from side to side, her thick black hair flying. Her body was damp from the perspiration of her passion as she thrust her hips, taking his length deep within her.

Her pussy was slick with her juices, gushing her wetness and making wet sounds as he pistoned his raging penis deep into her.

She cried out, "Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oohh, yes! Don't stop! Don't stop now! I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum! I'm goingg too cummmm!"

Harshavardhan continued to drive his cock hard and deep into Pooja's pussy as she began to cum.

She was delirious, yelling out, "Ohhh Yess! Ohhh, God Yesss! Ahh! Ahhhh! Yes! Ohhhhuuunngghhhhh! Ohh Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

He was relentlessly driving his massive cock deep into Pooja's ravaged pussy, pumping, pounding his hard, thick manhood into her throbbing cunt.



Pooja was endlessly cumming, yelling, crying out, thrashing, frantically thrusting her hips over and over again as he drove his huge penis to the depths of her cunt, causing her body to shudder with wave after crashing wave of orgasm. Pooja was making guttural animal sounds as he held her by the hips, fucking his entire length and girth deep into her soaking pussy.

Pooja was having multiple orgasms, her pussy was throbbing, contracting, sucking, milking his huge penis as Harshavardhan fucked her. She was continuously moaning, throwing her head from side to side, delirious with orgasm as for several minutes Irfan continued to pound his big cock into her.

She was cumming and cumming and screaming for Harshavardhan to fuck her harder and deeper. Her pussy was stretched to accommodate his huge cock, accepting it, swallowing it completely, surrounding it, taking his length and width deep within her tight folds.

Their pelvic areas were drenched with the wetness flowing from her pussy, as he kept driving his huge penis deep into her pussy, over and over, thrusting, driving, pounding, causing her to scream as she climaxed again and again. Her cunt was throbbing and quaking, gushing her wetness as his rock-hard cock pistoned deep into her over and over, causing her to experience multiple, shattering orgasms.

Soon Harshavardhan slowed his pace until he was languidly stroking his hard and bulging member in and out of her soaked and ravaged pussy as she came down from her orgasms. Pooja was as limp as a rag doll and her breathing came in ragged, panting gasps. She was still moaning as the last of her orgasms ebbed from her body.

 
Harshavardhan then slowly slid his cock very deep and completely into her cunt, causing her to moan loudly in pleasure. In that position, pelvis to pelvis with his nine thick inches of hard cock buried completely within her, he reached with his right arm under her and around her waist, lifting her and holding her as he rolled over onto his back.

She was now laying full length on top of him with his big cock still penetrating deep into her pussy. Pooja pushed herself up to a sitting position, leaning slightly forward, propping herself up with her hands on his chest.

She tilted her head back and cried out in pleasure as she leaned back and sank farther down onto his massive penis, her small body quaking in orgasm, her tight pussy clenching and contracting around the stiff manhood filling her so completely.

After her orgasm subsided, she began to ride him again, slowly, raising slightly off his huge erection, then sinking back down upon it, taking him deep into her cunt, grinding down onto him, milking his marvellous penis.

"Oooh, yes," she cooed, "Your cock is so fucking big! It's so thick and fat! Oh, it's so...good!" she was moaning quietly with her head thrown back as she gently rode his monster cock.

She would raise slightly, an inch of his thick member withdrawing from her slick pussy, then she would grind down hard upon him, exulting in the depth to which he penetrated her, moaning from the exquisite pleasure his huge cock gave her.

For a long time she rode him like that, being fucked and fucking so deeply and completely it was incredible.



Her pace began to increase. Her strokes were still short, but now faster, more insistent. He was reaching up, squeezing her firm tits in his hands, his fingers pinching her erect nipples as he thrust his cock deep up into her wet pussy while she ground down upon him.

Her juices were flowing from her cunt in a torrent. She was leaning forward, pressing her tits into his hands, moaning continuously as she rode his raging cock. She was panting as her strokes became longer and longer until finally a full nine inches of hard thick cock was pummelling in and out of her drenched cunt as she rode him with wild abandon.

Harshavardhan was ramming his huge erection hard up into her cunt as she slammed down upon him, his cock driving, pounding, deep into her tight pussy. His toes were beginning to curl as she furiously rode his mammoth cock.

Pooja's cunt was gushing and slurping as his giant rod rammed into her again and again. She was bouncing on top of his big cock now from the force of his thrusts, crying out, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" every time he rammed his nine inches dick.

She was a wild woman. She couldn't get enough of his big cock as he pounded it into her.

"You like that don't you?" he asked, holding her by the waist as he slowed the pace, "You love getting fucked by your Boss while your husband is away, don't you?"

"Ohhhh..." Pooja tried to respond, "Sir, please...ummmm...you feel so good!"

"You like that, eh? You like this big cock, don't you, darling?" asked Harshavardhan.

"Ohhhhh...yessss...yesssss...ooooohhh...I love it!" panted Pooja, "Give it to me Sir, give it all to me. No one has ever been that deep in me. That part of me belongs only to you! Keep fucking me Sir!"



"Now Pooja," Harshavardhan panted, as he continued to thrust, "I'm going to cum inside you... I'm going to make you pregnant... you ready? I'm going to come in your pussy, I'm going to make you pregnant," he groaned, fucking Pooja hard and fast.

"I'm going to shoot my load up your tight little cunt, and fill your cute little tummy so full of sperm, you'll be carrying my children. I'm going to keep your belly full of my babies until you're too old to get pregnant any more. You'd like that, wouldn't you, love?" cried Harshavardhan.

"Oh yes! Oh God yes! Oh yes, yes, yes! I want to feel you cum! I want you to cum in me! Oh, yes, fill me with your cum" Oh, yes, fill me with your cock, fill me with your cum! "Shoot your load up my pussy, my king," Pooja moaned.

"Go...ummmmm...go ahead...make me pregnant...ooooohhh...I'm your baby now!" "Oh yessss! "panted Pooja.

"I'm cumming tooooo...give it to me sir in my unprotected womb...oooooooooooohh...don't stop...not yet...ummmmmm..." Pooja practically screamed as his back arched, and he began the final thrusting towards orgasm.

"Where do you want me to deposit my seed?" he asked.

"In my pussy," Pooja replied, riding his cock for all she was worth.

"Take my seeds to fertile your unprotected womb ...Aaaaahhhhhhh," cried Harshavardhan as his huge dick spurted gallons of white thick liquid inside her vagina.

For more than a minute he continued to cum, yelling and yelling, pumping jet after jet of white-hot sperm deep into Pooja's unprotected pussy, sending her into another orgasm as his sperm charged from his cock and spurted deep, deep inside her.



"Whooo," Pooja said, "Am I really pregnant now? You have ejaculated enough seed in my belly to keep me pregnant for the next 50 years"

Soon they slowed and finally stopped, Harshavardhan was lying with his head between Pooja's breasts as she played with his mussed hair. They both lay there, panting, almost sobbing with pure delight as their bodies attempted to recover from the great thrill, they had experienced. Cum was oozing out of her cunt all around his cock, down the sides of her legs, running down his cock.

Both their crotches were soaked in cum. "Was it good?" Harshavardhan asked Pooja, as he withdrew his now-flaccid penis and flopped down on the bed beside her.

"Delicious, Sir," Pooja whispered, stretching her legs, "That was worth waiting for."

As his cock withdrew from her cunt, great wads of cum flowed from her, running down into the crack of her ass, dripping onto the bed.

Pooja kissed Harshavardhan deeply, thanking him for his sperm. Pooja's legs with Harshavardhan's cum seeping from her ravaged pussy. She lay there with her eyes closed, beaming like a Cheshire cat, a freshly-fucked looked on her face. They both fell asleep immediately.








TO BE CONTINUED....................
 
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Harshavardhan then slowly slid his cock very deep and completely into her cunt, causing her to moan loudly in pleasure. In that position, pelvis to pelvis with his nine thick inches of hard cock buried completely within her, he reached with his right arm under her and around her waist, lifting her and holding her as he rolled over onto his back.

She was now laying full length on top of him with his big cock still penetrating deep into her pussy. Pooja pushed herself up to a sitting position, leaning slightly forward, propping herself up with her hands on his chest.

She tilted her head back and cried out in pleasure as she leaned back and sank farther down onto his massive penis, her small body quaking in orgasm, her tight pussy clenching and contracting around the stiff manhood filling her so completely.

After her orgasm subsided, she began to ride him again, slowly, raising slightly off his huge erection, then sinking back down upon it, taking him deep into her cunt, grinding down onto him, milking his marvellous penis.

"Oooh, yes," she cooed, "Your cock is so fucking big! It's so thick and fat! Oh, it's so...good!" she was moaning quietly with her head thrown back as she gently rode his monster cock.

She would raise slightly, an inch of his thick member withdrawing from her slick pussy, then she would grind down hard upon him, exulting in the depth to which he penetrated her, moaning from the exquisite pleasure his huge cock gave her.

For a long time she rode him like that, being fucked and fucking so deeply and completely it was incredible.



Her pace began to increase. Her strokes were still short, but now faster, more insistent. He was reaching up, squeezing her firm tits in his hands, his fingers pinching her erect nipples as he thrust his cock deep up into her wet pussy while she ground down upon him.

Her juices were flowing from her cunt in a torrent. She was leaning forward, pressing her tits into his hands, moaning continuously as she rode his raging cock. She was panting as her strokes became longer and longer until finally a full nine inches of hard thick cock was pummelling in and out of her drenched cunt as she rode him with wild abandon.

Harshavardhan was ramming his huge erection hard up into her cunt as she slammed down upon him, his cock driving, pounding, deep into her tight pussy. His toes were beginning to curl as she furiously rode his mammoth cock.

Pooja's cunt was gushing and slurping as his giant rod rammed into her again and again. She was bouncing on top of his big cock now from the force of his thrusts, crying out, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" every time he rammed his nine inches dick.

She was a wild woman. She couldn't get enough of his big cock as he pounded it into her.

"You like that don't you?" he asked, holding her by the waist as he slowed the pace, "You love getting fucked by your Boss while your husband is away, don't you?"

"Ohhhh..." Pooja tried to respond, "Sir, please...ummmm...you feel so good!"

"You like that, eh? You like this big cock, don't you, darling?" asked Harshavardhan.

"Ohhhhh...yessss...yesssss...ooooohhh...I love it!" panted Pooja, "Give it to me Sir, give it all to me. No one has ever been that deep in me. That part of me belongs only to you! Keep fucking me Sir!"



"Now Pooja," Harshavardhan panted, as he continued to thrust, "I'm going to cum inside you... I'm going to make you pregnant... you ready? I'm going to come in your pussy, I'm going to make you pregnant," he groaned, fucking Pooja hard and fast.

"I'm going to shoot my load up your tight little cunt, and fill your cute little tummy so full of sperm, you'll be carrying my children. I'm going to keep your belly full of my babies until you're too old to get pregnant any more. You'd like that, wouldn't you, love?" cried Harshavardhan.

"Oh yes! Oh God yes! Oh yes, yes, yes! I want to feel you cum! I want you to cum in me! Oh, yes, fill me with your cum" Oh, yes, fill me with your cock, fill me with your cum! "Shoot your load up my pussy, my king," Pooja moaned.

"Go...ummmmm...go ahead...make me pregnant...ooooohhh...I'm your baby now!" "Oh yessss! "panted Pooja.

"I'm cumming tooooo...give it to me sir in my unprotected womb...oooooooooooohh...don't stop...not yet...ummmmmm..." Pooja practically screamed as his back arched, and he began the final thrusting towards orgasm.

"Where do you want me to deposit my seed?" he asked.

"In my pussy," Pooja replied, riding his cock for all she was worth.

"Take my seeds to fertile your unprotected womb ...Aaaaahhhhhhh," cried Harshavardhan as his huge dick spurted gallons of white thick liquid inside her vagina.

For more than a minute he continued to cum, yelling and yelling, pumping jet after jet of white-hot sperm deep into Pooja's unprotected pussy, sending her into another orgasm as his sperm charged from his cock and spurted deep, deep inside her.



"Whooo," Pooja said, "Am I really pregnant now? You have ejaculated enough seed in my belly to keep me pregnant for the next 50 years"

Soon they slowed and finally stopped, Harshavardhan was lying with his head between Pooja's breasts as she played with his mussed hair. They both lay there, panting, almost sobbing with pure delight as their bodies attempted to recover from the great thrill, they had experienced. Cum was oozing out of her cunt all around his cock, down the sides of her legs, running down his cock.

Both their crotches were soaked in cum. "Was it good?" Harshavardhan asked Pooja, as he withdrew his now-flaccid penis and flopped down on the bed beside her.

"Delicious, Sir," Pooja whispered, stretching her legs, "That was worth waiting for."

As his cock withdrew from her cunt, great wads of cum flowed from her, running down into the crack of her ass, dripping onto the bed.

Pooja kissed Harshavardhan deeply, thanking him for his sperm. Pooja's legs with Harshavardhan's cum seeping from her ravaged pussy. She lay there with her eyes closed, beaming like a Cheshire cat, a freshly-fucked looked on her face. They both fell asleep immediately.








TO BE CONTINUED....................
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great work
 
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