7 years ago#41
“Darling! Time to get yourself locked!”, my wife indicated it was the time.
“Have fun and remember everything!”, I responded as I winked at her and proceeded to our extra bedroom and locked it from inside.
Richa stared at the lobby to the elevators through the living room curtains and proceeded towards the main door. He would have been there in another 2-3 minutes. She unlocked the door but kept it shut (hoping the wind not to open it) as she positioned herself behind it. She stood there with her arms raised above into her hairs and legs crossed. She struggled to decide between going complete naked or with the robe and finally went ahead with my suggestion. Mr. Verma pressed the doorbell although he knew it would be open. He barged in without Richa opening the door. It was a sight to die for as Richa stood there semi naked with only few robes keeping her modesty and with most slutty expressions on her face and in her eyes. Verma needed no invitation as he jumped on my wife and started kissing and licking her. He could smell her freshly bathed body and literally tore off the robe to expose her jugs. Richa quickly kicked the main door to lock it while he lifted her and threw on the sofa. He instantly jumped on her and started making animalistic love. He started at top but reached the bottom fairly quick and kept roaming all over her body. His kissing, licking and biting left her awestruck. He kept focusing on her body parts alternately. He started sucking Richa's breasts and nipples and kept licking them for long time while his hands kept teasing her clit and pinching it hard and rough. My wife was feeling the excitement but was trying hard to keep calm. She didn’t hold anything back and allowed him to explore her body completely but didn’t initiate anything herself. She kept supporting him the way he wanted.
After first few minutes of animalistic passion, Mr. Verma calmed down and sat beside her on the sofa. He didn’t say anything but started kissing her lips once again. Richa obediently opened her mouth and allowed him explore her tongue and reciprocated. He kept kissing her open mouth for long while his fingers again explored her womanhood. Richa was already wet and he sensed it as he tucked his fingers inside and also while pinching her clit. She wasn’t hoping him to penetrate her this quickly! At least not before trying some nasty things! But he proved her wrong. He lowered his track pants and boxers and popped his member out. It was already hard and raring to go. He lied on the sofa and asked Richa to come on top of him. My wife, although she was slightly surprised, followed his commands quickly. She leaned on his body facing him and then adjusted her waist such that tip of his member was resting at her tunnel. She jerked her thighs gently to indicate him and he applied the pressure to push his member inside. It was the fifth distinct cock exploring my wife and she greedily welcomed it. As it entered her tunnel, she felt the friction for a moment before getting adjusted to it. She soon started riding and grinding him and at the same time giving up her torso for him to enjoy. The man looked in pleasure as he had a full matured woman riding him in a seductive way while her ripped melons were just few inches away for him to suck and torment. He first pulled her down and kissed her again. “You’re doing amazing! Grind it well!”, Mr. Verma commanded my wife as he brought her melons close to his mouth. Richa adjusted herself such that the grinding continued and he was able to start sucking her nipples. Her body had turned into an arc with a concave curve near her waist. Her bums were raised on his groin and her bosom was uplifted for him to continue sucking. Verma gracefully accepted the pleasure Richa was offering him. He remained calm and composed and extended his climax a lot longer. My wife kept grinding his member for well over 15 minutes while he alternated sucking her breasts, kneading them softly and at times kissing her full mouth. He also gave her gentle slaps on her thighs and side bums. But he was still hard and going strong although my wife was struggling to keep pace.
“Turn around bitch! Show me your bums!”, Mr. Verma roared as my wife’s pace dropped a bit.
She didn’t hesitate and turned around while his cock was still buried inside. He provided her support and also raised himself by supporting his back on the sofa armrest. He was now sort of sitting on sofa and Richa was on top of him but facing away. He hissed her body a bit as she adjusted herself in the changed position. “Is this the beginning (of rough part)?”, my wife though as he suddenly pulled her hairs into a pony and commanded her to ride faster. Richa shuddered for a minute but then tried to gain the pace. She bent a bit forward and placed her arms on both sides of his thighs and started pumping harder. Verma was now in a better position as he lifted her by her waist and positioned her again on his cock. A couple of strong slaps on her jumping bums followed as he made her get into rhythm. Richa resumed her momentum with that spanking and started grinding him again and giggling her ass cheeks for him pleasure. Verma didn’t mind that and made a good use of it by slapping her bums really hard. He kept giving her strong slaps across both sides that soon turned into reddish. Richa whined and moaned in pain but kept relatively quiet as the onslaught continued. Mr. Verma was reaching his climax now and that was turning him more violent. He pulled her hairs roughly and gave her few slaps on her bums and back as Richa sensed his member twitching inside her tunnel. Another minute or two and then he violently pulled her closer and ejaculated all inside her for the first time in that night.
He was a completely changed person post that climax. He pulled out roughly and threw Richa on the floor with her head supported by sofa and stuffed his member inside. He was literally choking her but he didn’t reduce the pressure and kept pushing his cock deep inside. “Whore! You should be pounded in open! By all those horny men in the road or in the office or in the train! You shouldn’t be left without a cock even for a second. Don’t you enjoy getting banged by random men? Don’t you enjoy that bitch?” he kept growling as he continued pushing him deeper. Richa was struggling and couldn’t answer his questions but she kept herself active and focused on licking her own juices mixed with his from his mighty rod. “Take this you bitch”, he shouted as he pulled his member out for a moment and spitted big into her mouth. Richa didn’t object and licked his saliva off her lips before she was stuffed again with his member. He kept abusing her and using derogatory language while violating her mouth. At one point, Richa licked his saliva off the floor as well. But her submissiveness was only driving him crazier. It wasn’t long before Richa was licking his shoes and cleaning them. He kept going further and stuffed her mouth by inserting half of his shoe inside and using the other to mercilessly slap her breasts. Her hands weren’t spared either as she tried hard to protect her breasts from brutal beating. She cried in pain when he actually lifted her from the floor by her nipples. Yes, he literally lifted her by grabbing her nipples/breasts and then threw her on the sofa. She was flipped instantly to expose her bums. He started going mental on her bare bums as Richa prepared herself for brutal attack. She was relatively comfortable taking the beating on her bums than her chest! What a trade off! But this was a Devil’s attack as he kept blasting her bums, legs and back with his bare hands and shoes. Richa, surprisingly, stayed very strong and took all the nasty beating with only some moans. She didn’t try to move herself or protect her bums using hands this time. She remained steady as if she was tied down.
Finally, his sadist phase seemed to get over as he stopped. Richa was in immense pain but she was dead curious about the next part. She knew he wasn’t going to leave anytime soon but was hoping for relatively lighter time after the brutal attack. Verma relaxed on the adjacent chair leaving my wife lying on the sofa. He kept watching her beautiful back and nicely beaten up bums as he caught his breath. Richa didn’t dare to move for a couple of minutes after Verma stopped. Then she raised herself and turned to face her tormentor. He smiled at her as she picked herself and sat properly on the sofa. She could project only a half-smile. He sensed her discomfort.
“I thought you enjoy being treated this way! Don’t you?”, he popped the unpleasant question again. Richa knew men enjoy her discomfort in making her confess that truth. Verma was no exception as he put it to her. Richa nodded hesitantly and that made him smile. He asked my wife to fetch him something to drink as he made himself comfortable in our living room. He moved the curtains open and was enjoying the nice view from our living room while Richa fetched him a Tropicana juice with a glass of water. She stumbled as she reached the living room seeing the open curtains. It wasn’t that she was going to be seen by people outside but it was a natural reaction that made her pause for a moment. She surpassed it quickly and stood obediently behind Verma as he started sipping the juice. He placed his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to the sliding where he was standing. Richa stood nervously although the area wasn’t brightly lit. He kept massaging her around the waist area and slowly moving up to her chest. “You didn’t answer me!”, Mr. Verma reminded her of his earlier question. Richa delayed answering but eventually nodded positively. “Yes, right?”, he probed further. “Yes Sir!” she confessed finally.
“Great! Let us continue! Let me get you cleaned first!”
“Have fun and remember everything!”, I responded as I winked at her and proceeded to our extra bedroom and locked it from inside.
Richa stared at the lobby to the elevators through the living room curtains and proceeded towards the main door. He would have been there in another 2-3 minutes. She unlocked the door but kept it shut (hoping the wind not to open it) as she positioned herself behind it. She stood there with her arms raised above into her hairs and legs crossed. She struggled to decide between going complete naked or with the robe and finally went ahead with my suggestion. Mr. Verma pressed the doorbell although he knew it would be open. He barged in without Richa opening the door. It was a sight to die for as Richa stood there semi naked with only few robes keeping her modesty and with most slutty expressions on her face and in her eyes. Verma needed no invitation as he jumped on my wife and started kissing and licking her. He could smell her freshly bathed body and literally tore off the robe to expose her jugs. Richa quickly kicked the main door to lock it while he lifted her and threw on the sofa. He instantly jumped on her and started making animalistic love. He started at top but reached the bottom fairly quick and kept roaming all over her body. His kissing, licking and biting left her awestruck. He kept focusing on her body parts alternately. He started sucking Richa's breasts and nipples and kept licking them for long time while his hands kept teasing her clit and pinching it hard and rough. My wife was feeling the excitement but was trying hard to keep calm. She didn’t hold anything back and allowed him to explore her body completely but didn’t initiate anything herself. She kept supporting him the way he wanted.
After first few minutes of animalistic passion, Mr. Verma calmed down and sat beside her on the sofa. He didn’t say anything but started kissing her lips once again. Richa obediently opened her mouth and allowed him explore her tongue and reciprocated. He kept kissing her open mouth for long while his fingers again explored her womanhood. Richa was already wet and he sensed it as he tucked his fingers inside and also while pinching her clit. She wasn’t hoping him to penetrate her this quickly! At least not before trying some nasty things! But he proved her wrong. He lowered his track pants and boxers and popped his member out. It was already hard and raring to go. He lied on the sofa and asked Richa to come on top of him. My wife, although she was slightly surprised, followed his commands quickly. She leaned on his body facing him and then adjusted her waist such that tip of his member was resting at her tunnel. She jerked her thighs gently to indicate him and he applied the pressure to push his member inside. It was the fifth distinct cock exploring my wife and she greedily welcomed it. As it entered her tunnel, she felt the friction for a moment before getting adjusted to it. She soon started riding and grinding him and at the same time giving up her torso for him to enjoy. The man looked in pleasure as he had a full matured woman riding him in a seductive way while her ripped melons were just few inches away for him to suck and torment. He first pulled her down and kissed her again. “You’re doing amazing! Grind it well!”, Mr. Verma commanded my wife as he brought her melons close to his mouth. Richa adjusted herself such that the grinding continued and he was able to start sucking her nipples. Her body had turned into an arc with a concave curve near her waist. Her bums were raised on his groin and her bosom was uplifted for him to continue sucking. Verma gracefully accepted the pleasure Richa was offering him. He remained calm and composed and extended his climax a lot longer. My wife kept grinding his member for well over 15 minutes while he alternated sucking her breasts, kneading them softly and at times kissing her full mouth. He also gave her gentle slaps on her thighs and side bums. But he was still hard and going strong although my wife was struggling to keep pace.
“Turn around bitch! Show me your bums!”, Mr. Verma roared as my wife’s pace dropped a bit.
She didn’t hesitate and turned around while his cock was still buried inside. He provided her support and also raised himself by supporting his back on the sofa armrest. He was now sort of sitting on sofa and Richa was on top of him but facing away. He hissed her body a bit as she adjusted herself in the changed position. “Is this the beginning (of rough part)?”, my wife though as he suddenly pulled her hairs into a pony and commanded her to ride faster. Richa shuddered for a minute but then tried to gain the pace. She bent a bit forward and placed her arms on both sides of his thighs and started pumping harder. Verma was now in a better position as he lifted her by her waist and positioned her again on his cock. A couple of strong slaps on her jumping bums followed as he made her get into rhythm. Richa resumed her momentum with that spanking and started grinding him again and giggling her ass cheeks for him pleasure. Verma didn’t mind that and made a good use of it by slapping her bums really hard. He kept giving her strong slaps across both sides that soon turned into reddish. Richa whined and moaned in pain but kept relatively quiet as the onslaught continued. Mr. Verma was reaching his climax now and that was turning him more violent. He pulled her hairs roughly and gave her few slaps on her bums and back as Richa sensed his member twitching inside her tunnel. Another minute or two and then he violently pulled her closer and ejaculated all inside her for the first time in that night.
He was a completely changed person post that climax. He pulled out roughly and threw Richa on the floor with her head supported by sofa and stuffed his member inside. He was literally choking her but he didn’t reduce the pressure and kept pushing his cock deep inside. “Whore! You should be pounded in open! By all those horny men in the road or in the office or in the train! You shouldn’t be left without a cock even for a second. Don’t you enjoy getting banged by random men? Don’t you enjoy that bitch?” he kept growling as he continued pushing him deeper. Richa was struggling and couldn’t answer his questions but she kept herself active and focused on licking her own juices mixed with his from his mighty rod. “Take this you bitch”, he shouted as he pulled his member out for a moment and spitted big into her mouth. Richa didn’t object and licked his saliva off her lips before she was stuffed again with his member. He kept abusing her and using derogatory language while violating her mouth. At one point, Richa licked his saliva off the floor as well. But her submissiveness was only driving him crazier. It wasn’t long before Richa was licking his shoes and cleaning them. He kept going further and stuffed her mouth by inserting half of his shoe inside and using the other to mercilessly slap her breasts. Her hands weren’t spared either as she tried hard to protect her breasts from brutal beating. She cried in pain when he actually lifted her from the floor by her nipples. Yes, he literally lifted her by grabbing her nipples/breasts and then threw her on the sofa. She was flipped instantly to expose her bums. He started going mental on her bare bums as Richa prepared herself for brutal attack. She was relatively comfortable taking the beating on her bums than her chest! What a trade off! But this was a Devil’s attack as he kept blasting her bums, legs and back with his bare hands and shoes. Richa, surprisingly, stayed very strong and took all the nasty beating with only some moans. She didn’t try to move herself or protect her bums using hands this time. She remained steady as if she was tied down.
Finally, his sadist phase seemed to get over as he stopped. Richa was in immense pain but she was dead curious about the next part. She knew he wasn’t going to leave anytime soon but was hoping for relatively lighter time after the brutal attack. Verma relaxed on the adjacent chair leaving my wife lying on the sofa. He kept watching her beautiful back and nicely beaten up bums as he caught his breath. Richa didn’t dare to move for a couple of minutes after Verma stopped. Then she raised herself and turned to face her tormentor. He smiled at her as she picked herself and sat properly on the sofa. She could project only a half-smile. He sensed her discomfort.
“I thought you enjoy being treated this way! Don’t you?”, he popped the unpleasant question again. Richa knew men enjoy her discomfort in making her confess that truth. Verma was no exception as he put it to her. Richa nodded hesitantly and that made him smile. He asked my wife to fetch him something to drink as he made himself comfortable in our living room. He moved the curtains open and was enjoying the nice view from our living room while Richa fetched him a Tropicana juice with a glass of water. She stumbled as she reached the living room seeing the open curtains. It wasn’t that she was going to be seen by people outside but it was a natural reaction that made her pause for a moment. She surpassed it quickly and stood obediently behind Verma as he started sipping the juice. He placed his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to the sliding where he was standing. Richa stood nervously although the area wasn’t brightly lit. He kept massaging her around the waist area and slowly moving up to her chest. “You didn’t answer me!”, Mr. Verma reminded her of his earlier question. Richa delayed answering but eventually nodded positively. “Yes, right?”, he probed further. “Yes Sir!” she confessed finally.
“Great! Let us continue! Let me get you cleaned first!”
7 years ago#42
“Great! Let us continue! Let me get you cleaned first!” announced Verma as he turned around and instructed Richa to walk with him. My wife was slowly dragged to our bedroom and then in our bathroom. Verma looked around to take a good look at it. “Wow! This is much cleaner than the hospital one!” he commented to remind her about the previous incidence. Richa didn’t react and kept standing beside him until she was pushed down on the knees. Verma picked up the jet spree and directed it towards her. “Show me your face bitch!” roared Verma as he positioned it. Richa looked up to him but had to instantly look away due to the force of water. “Close your eyes and open your mouth!” came the next command. He positioned her by the wall, made her hold the tap for support and raise her face so he could clean her mouth. My wife obliged and readied herself. Verma washed her entire face initially before directing the water straight into her mouth. Thankfully he would stop in between to allow her grasp her breath. It continued for some time wherein he directed the strong current on her breasts and also into her tunnel. It tickled her but wasn’t as painful and Richa survived it comfortably.
“Keep your mouth open bitch!” Verma commanded as he continued playing with jet. Richa was much comfortable and quickly opened her mouth wider. But it was the toilet cleaning brush that invaded her mouth this time. Richa tried to close but couldn’t as the brush was pushed inside. Thankfully, it wasn’t as dirty as the one in hospital but still it was a toilet cleaning brush. Richa coughed hysterically when it was pulled out. She tried puking out lot of saliva to feel cleaner but was stuffed with the brush again. “Lick it clean!” Verma commanded her further as he actually put it into toilet pot and placed in front of her mouth instead of pushing it in. Richa hesitated and tried to excuse herself. “I know you will do it bitch!” he commented as he saw Richa backing off. He extended his feet and used his toe to rub her lower lips and press her clit. He still didn’t push the brush in her mouth but instead kept it out. He wanted her to willingly lick it off. “Come on bitch! I know you can play a urinal in a gent’s public toilet as well. This is much cleaner, isn’t it?” he kept arousing her by degrading her. It was accompanied by him spitting on her face and his fingers tickling her womanhood. Richa showed larger resilience this time but it eventually broke down. His laughter embarrassed her more than the feeling or taste of licking the dirty toilet brush. She had honored his command and licked the brush like a cock just the way he expected. Her resistance was again broken down by him. It didn’t need Mr. Verma put a lot of effort to have her face buried into the toilet and being flushed. She had licked the toilet floor, brush and even the mat outside the toilet before being washed inside toilet pot. Her level of filthiness probably pleased Mr. Verma as he left her for cleaning herself after having urinated on her entire body.
Mr. Verma moved around our house before settling in the living area watching television and helping himself with some food. It was quite late in the night but he was probably consuming more energy. He had an apple and another glass of juice while he was relaxing and browsing through his phone. Richa took long 30 minutes to clean herself and the bathroom before stepping out. She didn’t put on clothes but instead had just a towel wrapped covering essentials. She asked him if he wanted anything else to eat but he nodded off and instructed her to sit beside him. My wife sat a bit hesitantly but was soon pulled closer. Mr. Verma didn’t rush to undo the towel but instead started kissing her shoulders and smelling her fresh body. He lifted her and took her on his laps and started kissing her bare back, shoulders, neck and then her lips. Richa has confessed to me many times that she gets uncomfortable when someone tries to make vanilla love with her. It was the same case here as Mr. Verma kept playing with her beautiful body gently. He noticed Richa had closed her eyes and was slightly uncomfortable. He started caressing her lips using his fingers and suggested her to open her mouth. Richa agreed instantly and he placed his thumb inside her mouth before replacing it gradually with all fingers. Richa happily sucked his left and right both.
“I wanted to try something adventurous! That’s why I was calling you over!!” he exclaimed while his fingers were gently massaging my wife’s lips.
Richa wasn’t sure how to react to his remark so preferred to stay quiet. He too wasn’t really expecting a response from her and continued his rant. “I was planning to do you in that common toilet on the floor” he mentioned referencing to the toilet on the hospital floor where he and Richa first enjoyed. “The other idea was to take you down to the road and penetrate just behind the bus stop. And I am sure Kamble would have also loved to have you in their room” he continued. “You know those people from adjacent slums (he was referring to slum area near the hospital), I saw them doing right behind that bus stop. There were like 2 couples in action very close to each other” he provided unwarranted information to my wife. Richa was still playing neutral as he continued talking. “What do you think?” he asked her once he finished his part. He wasn’t really touching her anymore, they were just sitting close and he was trying to look into her eyes. It made her quite uncomfortable and she looked away. “Do you want to try something daring?” he asked her.
“Like what?” my wife managed to murmur through all her nervousness.
“Like… let me take you downstairs without clothes!” he suggested with a wry smile. “There are cameras in the lobby” my wife instantly reminded him. “If they weren’t there, you would have, right?” he put another unpleasant question to her. Richa didn’t answer as he got up and went to the main door and opened it. He stepped out and checked our floor lobby if it had any cameras. Richa noticed his action but didn’t react. He didn’t bother to shut the door when he returned inside. Although it was very late in the night, it still made Richa nervous. He kissed my wife and asked her to follow him to bedroom to get handcuffed. Richa's nervousness was growing but she remained passive and continued as he commanded. He let her continue to have the towel wrapped but tied her arms behind into our regular handcuff. He lifted her towel a bit and pinched her clit for a second before walking her to main door. Richa was much tired now and her body needed rest so her reactions were somewhat slow. “Let us do a round there on the stairs!” Mr. Verma suggested my wife that woke her up instantly. “No please! I cannot do outside!” she resisted strongly. Verma didn’t seem to be too happy but smiled instead. They were now standing in front of the door that was full open. My wife’s hands were tied behind and Verma removed her towel to expose her to whole world. Richa shuddered as he did that but couldn’t even cry or shout in fear. She was stark naked in the relatively open space although there wasn’t anyone to notice her immediately. She tried begging Verma not to take her out but he was occupied in teasing her. He kissed and sucked her nipples before getting into seduction act. He focused his one hand on twisting her nipples alternatively and the fingers of his other hand were buried between Richa's thighs. He started pressing Richa's clit and separating her lower lips slowly. Richa had waves flowing through her body as he started teasing her all over although she was trying hard to suppress her excitements.
“I won’t stop unless you beg me to do it on the stairs!” Mr. Verma disclosed his challenge to Richa. My poor wife, she was fingered and fondled right in front of main door of our house by a relatively stranger man. She tried hard to keep her mind shut but her body wasn’t as loyal to her. Verma noticed Richa jerking her body in excitement and realized that she wouldn’t oppose if he decided to start. But he wanted to see her begging him. Another couple of minutes and my wife was biting her lips hard; her legs were trembling too. Verma sensed her tired body and suddenly inserted his middle finger inside my wife’s tunnel without warning. Richa shuddered and moaned loudly. It wasn’t long before his two fingers made it inside and were invading her cunt roughly. He also started sucking her left breast while his hand was busy twisting other nipple. There was no way Richa was going to hold longer but she did managed to delay it by 2-3 more minutes before she exploded.
“I am ready! Aah, I am ready. Please!”
Verma stopped instantly and exhibited his victorious smile. “But you didn’t beg and ask me”, he whispered into her and resumed twisting her clit.
“No please a…aa…oooo…I am ready…..do me here or wherever …please… grind me!” my wife finally broke her silence but didn’t use the F word.
“Grind as in? What do you want me to do?” Verma tried to play innocent and exploit her further. But he kept playing with her clit. Richa knew there wasn’t much she could have done there. Besides, she wanted this to finish sooner.
“Please Sir! F*ck me here on the stairs!” she confessed finally that brought smile on his face.
Verma positioned my wife on her knees and made her lie over the stairs. He spread her legs and penetrated her from behind. It was slightly upward angle and it made Richa experience some really hard strokes. She was feeling the coldness of the floor (especially marble stairs) and was also struggling against the hard surface when he was putting more pressure. Overall it wasn’t very convenient arrangement but the climax was already built. Richa reached her orgasm much before Verma flooded her tunnel for second time. She couldn’t hold on and collapsed on the stairs while he kept grinding her. When he pulled out his member, he cummed and sprinkled the last few drops on the stair. Richa also had her juices overflowing and mixing with it dampening few of the steps. She noticed Verma spitting on the same step and looking at her suggestively. Without being asked, my wife bent forward and started licking the juices off those dirty stairs. Verma complimented her with a couple of strong slaps on her buttocks. Finally after close to 15-20 minutes of outdoor venture, Richa was allowed to enter our house.
Richa was really tired as they stepped back in. Even Verma seem fatigued as he relaxed on the sofa along with her. He removed the handcuffs and allowed her to stretch her arms out. She wondered if there was anything left to be done; he had penetrated her twice, taken oral pleasure, slapped and spanked her nice and even pushed into extremely filthy and dirty things. For a moment she felt like asking if he could leave now so she can sleep for the night. But she didn’t do that and instead stayed quiet. Verma looked quite sleepy as he adjusted his body to lie down on the sofa. Richa moved to the corner and provided him enough room. She was somehow glad that he was falling asleep. But it wasn’t going to be so easy for my dear wife!
“Stand here and suck me clean!” came another command.
She was kicked on the chest when she exhibited the sluggishness in moving. It was almost 3 am in the night; she had been used almost continuously since the earlier morning. Her body was giving up but Verma still wanted more. “Come on! Quick! I know you cannot refuse a cock!” Verma boasted. She was now literally paying for being Richa! And she somehow managed to get up and stood around the middle of sofa and bent at waist to start sucking his limp member. She took support of sofa headrest and lifted his shaft to put into her mouth. She tasted his juices combined with her own but gulped them down and put herself into rhythm. He was glad to see this beautiful lady again giving him the head and patted her bums in anticipation. His member regained some life but wasn’t hard as earlier. It didn’t matter much as Richa was already into business. She had lifted his member, suck and licked its full length and was roaming her tongue around the hairy groin. She twitched when Verma pinched her nips and slapped them but continued her task. After a couple of minutes, she lowered and sat down on her knees but continued sucking him. Verma didn’t object and tried to relax further as he kept enjoying the oral pleasure. My wife was now into her regular libido as she started slowly jerking his shaft and touching its tip with her tongue. She started gently moving his foreskin back and forth while keeping the knob of his member inside her mouth. It was soon clean and glistening with her saliva but she didn’t stop at it. She targeted its entire length and also his balls. She was expertly sucking his balls as lollipops, exciting him even further. Verma was sleepy but was definitely enjoying the treatment. He parted his legs a bit more and gave my wife additional room. She read his gestures and went deeper between his legs, licking the lower side of his balls and playing with them joyfully.
“Let us go to your bedroom!” Mr Verma instructed.
Richa had her face buried between his legs but she stopped almost instantly. She wasn’t sure if that was to sleep or next round of action but didn’t argue and walked behind him. Richa shuddered as Verma threw himself on our comfy bed hugging her tightly. The soft mattress provided a nice cushion as their bodies bumped up and down before settling. He pulled her over him and hugged very tightly. Every centimeter of their naked bodies was touching each other as they embraced each other. Although Richa was usually uncomfortable to be with another man in our bedroom, it was now becoming a routine. She stayed quiet in his hug waiting for next command but realized soon that he was sleeping. She freed herself after a while when Verma adjusted himself on the bed with a pillow. She went to bathroom and cleaned herself before returning to the bed. She had put on a night robe as well. She wondered if she should sleep with him in the bed or lie down somewhere else. It wasn’t an easy decision and she would have slept somewhere else on most occasions but her tiredness probably betrayed her and she pushed herself into a stranger’s arms in our own bedroom. He welcomed her move and instantly put a hand on her pulling her closer. The tired bodies soon embraced each other and the much needed sleep.
Richa woke up reluctantly as the Monday 6am alarm went off. Her body was absolutely not ready but she pushed herself out of bed. It was also her coming back to senses as she rushed away into bathroom to freshen up and look at her cell phone. I had messaged her that I was awake and wanted to come out of the locked room. She requested for an hour so she could make Verma leave the house. She was now back to a regular routine when she gotten up fresh and made some tea. She was confused as Verma was still fast asleep and he was lying there completely naked with his member resting peacefully. Richa avoided temptations to even look at it and instead pushed him gently. Verma was awake in a minute or two.
“It is almost seven in the morning! Our maid would be here in a while and I also need to get ready for work!” my wife pleaded in most courteous tone.
Verma had a wry smile as he pushed himself off to the edge of bed. “Take off the clothes bitch!” he was straight to the point. Although hesitantly Richa dropped her robe immediately, such was his command on my wife. “Good” he appreciated as he pulled her closer between his two legs. Once he had her locked between his legs, he started roughly slapping her breasts and her face. As Richa stood obediently with her arms tucked behind her neck, he flushed out his morning aggression on her large melons. “I am not going anywhere! Tell you maid not to come or you will have to crawl in front of her!” he announced as he continued with his attack. Richa almost lost her complexion with his announcement than the slapping. “Please Sir! That is not possible. We cannot continue beyond another 30 minutes please!” she pleaded the monster. She could see Verma wasn’t too pleased as he stood up and grabbed her neck violent as if choking her. A series of hard slaps across her face shook her off completely but she stayed composed. Verma noticed her not backing down and dragged her roughly into the bathroom.
His barbarism continued as he kept kicking and slapping her to his wish. He gargled some mouth freshener and water and spitted it out into her mouth. My wife remained obedient and did not oppose him pushing her face into toilet and flushing. He was probably expecting her to protest or stop him but she didn’t attempt that. It was fueling him further as he pushed and kept her face buried into toilet and flushed it 3-4 times. Richa struggled for breathe this time and tried to pull out. That pleased him and he pulled her out. But it was quickly followed by him beating her using the long toilet brush. He went mental until she cried out some moans and begged him to stop. “Your cock tolerance is higher than pain!” he commented as he stopped beating her and made her stand under the shower. As always, Richa was made to dance due to some really warm water that our geyser throws out. But Verma seemed to have acknowledged her message to wrap in 30 minutes. After that quick bath he dragged her to kitchen area and had her serve him tea and biscuits. He made her stay in a murga position with a biscuit on her tongue warning her not to eat it. But her ordeal wasn’t for long as he lifted and placed her on one of the chairs and prepared to penetrate. Her back was on the chair and her legs and neck were hanging freely. Verma supported her neck as he adjusted himself between her legs. He started sucking her breasts and kissing her lips while his hand was busy twitching and playing with her clit. He sensed her to be ready in a minute or so and penetrated with a big thrust. This was shear raw instincts as Verma grinded my wife mercilessly. Richa moaned quite loudly in between and kept adjusting her pelvis to accommodate his deep thrusts. He was banging her so hard as if to cut her into pieces and started slapping and pinching her chest as he gained rhythm. Richa embraced this last attack with great patience and somehow saw it off. But he didn’t leave the scene until she sucked him off again.
“See you next time for more fun!” Verma announced as he kissed for the last time and left our house. Richa rushed to bathroom to gargle and then put on that robe before rushing to my room. I was raring to go at her and picked and threw her on the bed. “Don’t you want to go to office?” she tried to ask me but I closed her mouth with a raw kiss. Her tunnel hadn’t dried down and I started screwing her without any warning. She shrieked for a moment before adjusting herself to welcome her own man. She played joyfully and grinded my cock with her pelvic thrust. She even asked me to let her go top and gave my member the most seducing massage using her lower lips. She kept expertly grinding my member and used my hands to roughly grope her breasts. I knew and could see that her bums were subjected to some rough treatment but I compounded it by using a comb lying nearby. She moaned and cried as I used the comb on her melons but they were seductive than painful. I was so turned on by the situation that I didn’t last long and discharged large juices inside her. It took us almost 2 hours to clean up ourselves and the house before we could set off for the work. What an eventful 24 hours!
“Keep your mouth open bitch!” Verma commanded as he continued playing with jet. Richa was much comfortable and quickly opened her mouth wider. But it was the toilet cleaning brush that invaded her mouth this time. Richa tried to close but couldn’t as the brush was pushed inside. Thankfully, it wasn’t as dirty as the one in hospital but still it was a toilet cleaning brush. Richa coughed hysterically when it was pulled out. She tried puking out lot of saliva to feel cleaner but was stuffed with the brush again. “Lick it clean!” Verma commanded her further as he actually put it into toilet pot and placed in front of her mouth instead of pushing it in. Richa hesitated and tried to excuse herself. “I know you will do it bitch!” he commented as he saw Richa backing off. He extended his feet and used his toe to rub her lower lips and press her clit. He still didn’t push the brush in her mouth but instead kept it out. He wanted her to willingly lick it off. “Come on bitch! I know you can play a urinal in a gent’s public toilet as well. This is much cleaner, isn’t it?” he kept arousing her by degrading her. It was accompanied by him spitting on her face and his fingers tickling her womanhood. Richa showed larger resilience this time but it eventually broke down. His laughter embarrassed her more than the feeling or taste of licking the dirty toilet brush. She had honored his command and licked the brush like a cock just the way he expected. Her resistance was again broken down by him. It didn’t need Mr. Verma put a lot of effort to have her face buried into the toilet and being flushed. She had licked the toilet floor, brush and even the mat outside the toilet before being washed inside toilet pot. Her level of filthiness probably pleased Mr. Verma as he left her for cleaning herself after having urinated on her entire body.
Mr. Verma moved around our house before settling in the living area watching television and helping himself with some food. It was quite late in the night but he was probably consuming more energy. He had an apple and another glass of juice while he was relaxing and browsing through his phone. Richa took long 30 minutes to clean herself and the bathroom before stepping out. She didn’t put on clothes but instead had just a towel wrapped covering essentials. She asked him if he wanted anything else to eat but he nodded off and instructed her to sit beside him. My wife sat a bit hesitantly but was soon pulled closer. Mr. Verma didn’t rush to undo the towel but instead started kissing her shoulders and smelling her fresh body. He lifted her and took her on his laps and started kissing her bare back, shoulders, neck and then her lips. Richa has confessed to me many times that she gets uncomfortable when someone tries to make vanilla love with her. It was the same case here as Mr. Verma kept playing with her beautiful body gently. He noticed Richa had closed her eyes and was slightly uncomfortable. He started caressing her lips using his fingers and suggested her to open her mouth. Richa agreed instantly and he placed his thumb inside her mouth before replacing it gradually with all fingers. Richa happily sucked his left and right both.
“I wanted to try something adventurous! That’s why I was calling you over!!” he exclaimed while his fingers were gently massaging my wife’s lips.
Richa wasn’t sure how to react to his remark so preferred to stay quiet. He too wasn’t really expecting a response from her and continued his rant. “I was planning to do you in that common toilet on the floor” he mentioned referencing to the toilet on the hospital floor where he and Richa first enjoyed. “The other idea was to take you down to the road and penetrate just behind the bus stop. And I am sure Kamble would have also loved to have you in their room” he continued. “You know those people from adjacent slums (he was referring to slum area near the hospital), I saw them doing right behind that bus stop. There were like 2 couples in action very close to each other” he provided unwarranted information to my wife. Richa was still playing neutral as he continued talking. “What do you think?” he asked her once he finished his part. He wasn’t really touching her anymore, they were just sitting close and he was trying to look into her eyes. It made her quite uncomfortable and she looked away. “Do you want to try something daring?” he asked her.
“Like what?” my wife managed to murmur through all her nervousness.
“Like… let me take you downstairs without clothes!” he suggested with a wry smile. “There are cameras in the lobby” my wife instantly reminded him. “If they weren’t there, you would have, right?” he put another unpleasant question to her. Richa didn’t answer as he got up and went to the main door and opened it. He stepped out and checked our floor lobby if it had any cameras. Richa noticed his action but didn’t react. He didn’t bother to shut the door when he returned inside. Although it was very late in the night, it still made Richa nervous. He kissed my wife and asked her to follow him to bedroom to get handcuffed. Richa's nervousness was growing but she remained passive and continued as he commanded. He let her continue to have the towel wrapped but tied her arms behind into our regular handcuff. He lifted her towel a bit and pinched her clit for a second before walking her to main door. Richa was much tired now and her body needed rest so her reactions were somewhat slow. “Let us do a round there on the stairs!” Mr. Verma suggested my wife that woke her up instantly. “No please! I cannot do outside!” she resisted strongly. Verma didn’t seem to be too happy but smiled instead. They were now standing in front of the door that was full open. My wife’s hands were tied behind and Verma removed her towel to expose her to whole world. Richa shuddered as he did that but couldn’t even cry or shout in fear. She was stark naked in the relatively open space although there wasn’t anyone to notice her immediately. She tried begging Verma not to take her out but he was occupied in teasing her. He kissed and sucked her nipples before getting into seduction act. He focused his one hand on twisting her nipples alternatively and the fingers of his other hand were buried between Richa's thighs. He started pressing Richa's clit and separating her lower lips slowly. Richa had waves flowing through her body as he started teasing her all over although she was trying hard to suppress her excitements.
“I won’t stop unless you beg me to do it on the stairs!” Mr. Verma disclosed his challenge to Richa. My poor wife, she was fingered and fondled right in front of main door of our house by a relatively stranger man. She tried hard to keep her mind shut but her body wasn’t as loyal to her. Verma noticed Richa jerking her body in excitement and realized that she wouldn’t oppose if he decided to start. But he wanted to see her begging him. Another couple of minutes and my wife was biting her lips hard; her legs were trembling too. Verma sensed her tired body and suddenly inserted his middle finger inside my wife’s tunnel without warning. Richa shuddered and moaned loudly. It wasn’t long before his two fingers made it inside and were invading her cunt roughly. He also started sucking her left breast while his hand was busy twisting other nipple. There was no way Richa was going to hold longer but she did managed to delay it by 2-3 more minutes before she exploded.
“I am ready! Aah, I am ready. Please!”
Verma stopped instantly and exhibited his victorious smile. “But you didn’t beg and ask me”, he whispered into her and resumed twisting her clit.
“No please a…aa…oooo…I am ready…..do me here or wherever …please… grind me!” my wife finally broke her silence but didn’t use the F word.
“Grind as in? What do you want me to do?” Verma tried to play innocent and exploit her further. But he kept playing with her clit. Richa knew there wasn’t much she could have done there. Besides, she wanted this to finish sooner.
“Please Sir! F*ck me here on the stairs!” she confessed finally that brought smile on his face.
Verma positioned my wife on her knees and made her lie over the stairs. He spread her legs and penetrated her from behind. It was slightly upward angle and it made Richa experience some really hard strokes. She was feeling the coldness of the floor (especially marble stairs) and was also struggling against the hard surface when he was putting more pressure. Overall it wasn’t very convenient arrangement but the climax was already built. Richa reached her orgasm much before Verma flooded her tunnel for second time. She couldn’t hold on and collapsed on the stairs while he kept grinding her. When he pulled out his member, he cummed and sprinkled the last few drops on the stair. Richa also had her juices overflowing and mixing with it dampening few of the steps. She noticed Verma spitting on the same step and looking at her suggestively. Without being asked, my wife bent forward and started licking the juices off those dirty stairs. Verma complimented her with a couple of strong slaps on her buttocks. Finally after close to 15-20 minutes of outdoor venture, Richa was allowed to enter our house.
Richa was really tired as they stepped back in. Even Verma seem fatigued as he relaxed on the sofa along with her. He removed the handcuffs and allowed her to stretch her arms out. She wondered if there was anything left to be done; he had penetrated her twice, taken oral pleasure, slapped and spanked her nice and even pushed into extremely filthy and dirty things. For a moment she felt like asking if he could leave now so she can sleep for the night. But she didn’t do that and instead stayed quiet. Verma looked quite sleepy as he adjusted his body to lie down on the sofa. Richa moved to the corner and provided him enough room. She was somehow glad that he was falling asleep. But it wasn’t going to be so easy for my dear wife!
“Stand here and suck me clean!” came another command.
She was kicked on the chest when she exhibited the sluggishness in moving. It was almost 3 am in the night; she had been used almost continuously since the earlier morning. Her body was giving up but Verma still wanted more. “Come on! Quick! I know you cannot refuse a cock!” Verma boasted. She was now literally paying for being Richa! And she somehow managed to get up and stood around the middle of sofa and bent at waist to start sucking his limp member. She took support of sofa headrest and lifted his shaft to put into her mouth. She tasted his juices combined with her own but gulped them down and put herself into rhythm. He was glad to see this beautiful lady again giving him the head and patted her bums in anticipation. His member regained some life but wasn’t hard as earlier. It didn’t matter much as Richa was already into business. She had lifted his member, suck and licked its full length and was roaming her tongue around the hairy groin. She twitched when Verma pinched her nips and slapped them but continued her task. After a couple of minutes, she lowered and sat down on her knees but continued sucking him. Verma didn’t object and tried to relax further as he kept enjoying the oral pleasure. My wife was now into her regular libido as she started slowly jerking his shaft and touching its tip with her tongue. She started gently moving his foreskin back and forth while keeping the knob of his member inside her mouth. It was soon clean and glistening with her saliva but she didn’t stop at it. She targeted its entire length and also his balls. She was expertly sucking his balls as lollipops, exciting him even further. Verma was sleepy but was definitely enjoying the treatment. He parted his legs a bit more and gave my wife additional room. She read his gestures and went deeper between his legs, licking the lower side of his balls and playing with them joyfully.
“Let us go to your bedroom!” Mr Verma instructed.
Richa had her face buried between his legs but she stopped almost instantly. She wasn’t sure if that was to sleep or next round of action but didn’t argue and walked behind him. Richa shuddered as Verma threw himself on our comfy bed hugging her tightly. The soft mattress provided a nice cushion as their bodies bumped up and down before settling. He pulled her over him and hugged very tightly. Every centimeter of their naked bodies was touching each other as they embraced each other. Although Richa was usually uncomfortable to be with another man in our bedroom, it was now becoming a routine. She stayed quiet in his hug waiting for next command but realized soon that he was sleeping. She freed herself after a while when Verma adjusted himself on the bed with a pillow. She went to bathroom and cleaned herself before returning to the bed. She had put on a night robe as well. She wondered if she should sleep with him in the bed or lie down somewhere else. It wasn’t an easy decision and she would have slept somewhere else on most occasions but her tiredness probably betrayed her and she pushed herself into a stranger’s arms in our own bedroom. He welcomed her move and instantly put a hand on her pulling her closer. The tired bodies soon embraced each other and the much needed sleep.
Richa woke up reluctantly as the Monday 6am alarm went off. Her body was absolutely not ready but she pushed herself out of bed. It was also her coming back to senses as she rushed away into bathroom to freshen up and look at her cell phone. I had messaged her that I was awake and wanted to come out of the locked room. She requested for an hour so she could make Verma leave the house. She was now back to a regular routine when she gotten up fresh and made some tea. She was confused as Verma was still fast asleep and he was lying there completely naked with his member resting peacefully. Richa avoided temptations to even look at it and instead pushed him gently. Verma was awake in a minute or two.
“It is almost seven in the morning! Our maid would be here in a while and I also need to get ready for work!” my wife pleaded in most courteous tone.
Verma had a wry smile as he pushed himself off to the edge of bed. “Take off the clothes bitch!” he was straight to the point. Although hesitantly Richa dropped her robe immediately, such was his command on my wife. “Good” he appreciated as he pulled her closer between his two legs. Once he had her locked between his legs, he started roughly slapping her breasts and her face. As Richa stood obediently with her arms tucked behind her neck, he flushed out his morning aggression on her large melons. “I am not going anywhere! Tell you maid not to come or you will have to crawl in front of her!” he announced as he continued with his attack. Richa almost lost her complexion with his announcement than the slapping. “Please Sir! That is not possible. We cannot continue beyond another 30 minutes please!” she pleaded the monster. She could see Verma wasn’t too pleased as he stood up and grabbed her neck violent as if choking her. A series of hard slaps across her face shook her off completely but she stayed composed. Verma noticed her not backing down and dragged her roughly into the bathroom.
His barbarism continued as he kept kicking and slapping her to his wish. He gargled some mouth freshener and water and spitted it out into her mouth. My wife remained obedient and did not oppose him pushing her face into toilet and flushing. He was probably expecting her to protest or stop him but she didn’t attempt that. It was fueling him further as he pushed and kept her face buried into toilet and flushed it 3-4 times. Richa struggled for breathe this time and tried to pull out. That pleased him and he pulled her out. But it was quickly followed by him beating her using the long toilet brush. He went mental until she cried out some moans and begged him to stop. “Your cock tolerance is higher than pain!” he commented as he stopped beating her and made her stand under the shower. As always, Richa was made to dance due to some really warm water that our geyser throws out. But Verma seemed to have acknowledged her message to wrap in 30 minutes. After that quick bath he dragged her to kitchen area and had her serve him tea and biscuits. He made her stay in a murga position with a biscuit on her tongue warning her not to eat it. But her ordeal wasn’t for long as he lifted and placed her on one of the chairs and prepared to penetrate. Her back was on the chair and her legs and neck were hanging freely. Verma supported her neck as he adjusted himself between her legs. He started sucking her breasts and kissing her lips while his hand was busy twitching and playing with her clit. He sensed her to be ready in a minute or so and penetrated with a big thrust. This was shear raw instincts as Verma grinded my wife mercilessly. Richa moaned quite loudly in between and kept adjusting her pelvis to accommodate his deep thrusts. He was banging her so hard as if to cut her into pieces and started slapping and pinching her chest as he gained rhythm. Richa embraced this last attack with great patience and somehow saw it off. But he didn’t leave the scene until she sucked him off again.
“See you next time for more fun!” Verma announced as he kissed for the last time and left our house. Richa rushed to bathroom to gargle and then put on that robe before rushing to my room. I was raring to go at her and picked and threw her on the bed. “Don’t you want to go to office?” she tried to ask me but I closed her mouth with a raw kiss. Her tunnel hadn’t dried down and I started screwing her without any warning. She shrieked for a moment before adjusting herself to welcome her own man. She played joyfully and grinded my cock with her pelvic thrust. She even asked me to let her go top and gave my member the most seducing massage using her lower lips. She kept expertly grinding my member and used my hands to roughly grope her breasts. I knew and could see that her bums were subjected to some rough treatment but I compounded it by using a comb lying nearby. She moaned and cried as I used the comb on her melons but they were seductive than painful. I was so turned on by the situation that I didn’t last long and discharged large juices inside her. It took us almost 2 hours to clean up ourselves and the house before we could set off for the work. What an eventful 24 hours!
7 years ago#43
Festival celebrations (this time Navratri)
Hello friends! Back with another encounter of my dear wife!
It was the time of Navaratri festivals! It’s a fun time all over Mumbai as there are multiple Dandiya events arranged all across the town and suburbs. One can choose an event/location depending on the size of his/her pockets or can also chill and enjoy at the local events. There are so many residential colonies and premises that arrange small scale dandiya for its residents. Ours’ was one such colony consisting of multiple buildings and wings housing hundreds of families and it was a common practice to celebrate most of festivals and Navratri were no exceptions. Richa isn’t an avid enthusiast who would participate very actively in such things but she would join at times when insisted by me or her friends in the colony. We were obviously both quite busy with our works and couldn’t really contribute much in arrangements of such events like some other co-residents. We were regular participants to the events though.
It was one of the Friday evenings when we were downstairs for the celebrations along with many other families. It was a completely jolly atmosphere with people worshipping first; followed by the Dandiya event at an open space in third building towards the far end of the colony. It is slightly away from the other two buildings and the builder hasn’t yet managed to take possession of the slum area lying in between. He has created an inner road that takes slightly longer route from behind the slum locality but connects the campuses with a protective wall alongside. One can take a route through the middle of slums which takes about 3-4 minutes’ walk while the internal road may take around 7-8 minutes. The dandiya started on time and the DJ were playing good music fusion of traditional songs along with some fast item numbers. People were having good time dancing around with their dandiya sticks forming smaller circles with their group members. We were dancing in a relatively larger circle with about 20-30 people forming it. I could see some of Richa's friends along with their spouses dancing to the tune along with us while there were unknown faces too.
At times, I couldn’t help but notice some glances and brushes Richa was receiving. It was relatively crowded area and you couldn’t question someone for slight pushes or brushing but I had a feeling that some of them were intentional. However, Richa wasn’t offended and so I didn’t interrupt her. She was dancing quite beautifully to the tunes and in the process was grabbing attention. I could see her surrounded by men and women while I had stepped away for a quick water break. When I was back I didn’t instantly approach her and kept watching from the periphery. Although I was in just a tee and jeans, Richa was into her traditional wear. A beautifully worked lehenga that was wrapped tight around her waist and buttocks but blossoming nicely below her knees and the backless choli with full plastic sleeves. She was indeed looking beautiful and her flawless skin was quite on display; her back was completely exposed with just few strings holding the choli together, her arms were visible through plastic sleeves and the midriff was on display too. Her dance moves and enthusiasm was simply adding to her seduction quotient. But she wasn’t aware of any of it and was just having good time. She suddenly saw me standing outside and insisted me to join again. I could see some nervous moments amongst the male section but I couldn’t deny my beautiful wife and started dancing beside her.
I couldn’t hold back while we were returning from the event. We picked the shorter route through the slums to get home early. “Darling! You were making a lot of men nervous inside their pants!” I said mischievously. She laughed back and continued walking along side. We noticed a couple of men sitting on one of the adjacent benches and they kept staring Richa and visually eating her as we walked past. They sure whispered something amongst themselves but nothing that we had to take note of. We weren’t intercepted and were soon back to our wing. As soon as we were in the elevator, I pulled her closer and had a full mouth kiss. Richa didn’t hold anything back and allowed me taste her. I was feeling her all over even before we stepped out of elevator. “Don’t tear those (clothes) off! They are expensive!” she commented with the seductive smile as I was opening the lock of the door. It was going to be tough indeed as I started kissing her almost immediately. She somehow dragged me till sofa but I didn’t let her sit down. For a change I was enticed by her bare back more than those melons hanging in front. It was probably the effect of random men staring at her open back on display; more like exhibitionism (although not exactly). I turned her around and started licking her back through the strings of her dress. My hands were playing along her waistline and smooth tummy while I kept kissing and licking her spotless back. She could sense me going wild and quickly turned around freeing herself a bit.
“Darling! Let me just drop them (clothes) off!” she proposed to undress herself. I couldn’t help but agree as we walked into the bedroom. Although it was late evening, it was still humid (Mumbai weather) and we were sweating at large especially after the dance. As I turned around to switch on air conditioner, Richa quickly undid the strings and took off the choli as well dropped lehenga and placed them on the basket of clothes. She was now standing proudly in just a pair of plastic bra and blue panty. In no time I pushed her on the bed and was sitting on top of her kissing her madly. It didn’t take any long to get rid of that bra and roll down the panties while she reciprocated to take off my tee. We were now kissing madly, smooching as hard as we could while caressing each other’s bodies. Her fully exposed back wasn’t as attractive as her breasts now and I buried my face in her cleavage while alternately sucking her nips and areolas. She was looking so nicely worked up that I couldn’t help but kiss and lick her entire torso front and back. She was responding perfectly to my aggression and allowed me to topple and flip her violently to let me kiss and lick her entire body.
After about 10 minutes of animalistic passion I slowed down and lied on the bed pulling her closer. She realized it was now her turn and quickly raised herself kissing my nips and licking around. She was now facing me and exhibiting the lust through her eyes. She started by kissing me deep and then proceeded towards my face, shoulders and chest. I don’t think she spared any centimeter of the upper half of my body. Believe me, there is no better feeling than having your woman making love to your body. I was on clouds as she kept pleasing me and it accentuated when she moved further down. It took her merely seconds to pull my jeans down and bring the monster out into play. I was obviously turned on and my member was prominently standing under my boxers. She started slowly massaging it over the fabric while looking at me. Her seductive eyes were making my man to jump higher and further. She slowly bent herself and started planting some kisses on and around it but didn’t pull out yet. She was lying beside with her legs stretching to me and I couldn’t help but grab her thighs in excitement. She was artistically playing with my dong still covered in fabric and I was pressing her thighs and bums in excitement. Finally she took it in her mouth although still wrapped; she was enjoying and teasing me further. I pulled her over my stomach such that she was now sitting on her haunches with her legs on either side of my body. I was facing her back while she kept sucking me deeper and making circles around the balls.
“SLAP” I spanked her bums as soon as she lowered my boxer and put my bare member into her mouth. She licked and tickled around the rim first before sucking it with lot of noises. Her fingers were gently scratching my balls and lower side while her mouth was covering my member. She started with slow kisses and sucking but gradually attained desired speed. Richa is an expert in giving oral pleasures and the way she mixes her sucking and massaging the shaft at the same time, it can seduce even the oldest of old. I wasn’t new to this but the situation was still playing in my mind where I had seen men trying to brush against her bare back or midriff section that was on display through her clothes. My member continued pumping her mouth while I raised myself for some time to again lick and kiss on her back. SLAP…. SLAP…. SLAP…. SLAP….. SLAP! I gave her some tight slaps on her butts as I laid down again while she was still sucking me. “Aaaah” she moaned slightly as she stopped for a second to take a look at me and acknowledge the spanking. But she was completely startled when she saw me picking the dandiya sticks lying around.
“No…no…nooooo….it …..aaaaahhhhaaa….hurtssssssssss” she tried to negotiate but was already spanked with the dandiya on her right bum. She almost instantly jumped away from me towards the edge of the bed. “No honey! It hurts! Pleaseeee!” she tried to plead this time with some blushing combined with smile. “I know! That’s the fun!” she knew my standard response but I anyways spoke it out loud. “Just one more please, okay?” she went defensive and put forward her request. I nodded but put forward the counter offer. “If it’s just one more then I choose the spot else 2 more!” I gave her the option. A few nervous moments passed as I had the victorious smile on me while she looked defeated. “Alright two on the bums please!” she solved the puzzle and almost instantly adjusted herself into the position that I loved the most. She stood on the floor near the edge of the bed and bent down keeping her hands on the bed. It perfectly protrudes her buttocks out, perfect for spanking. “BANG…..BANG” I made the good use of dandiya as Richa shivered in pain that dissipated across her flesh when the raw material of dandiya (thin wooden sticks) cut through her smooth skin. I knew I was quite rough with the shots and didn’t restrict her from massaging her bums. Her moans were suggestive of how much force I had put in the two shots. It was probably some level of jealously or strange excitement through the men watching my wife that resulted in me being very raw. I didn’t apologize but allowed her time to suck in that blow. It took her over a couple of minutes to make herself comfortable.
“Was that the punishment for showing myself to other men?” she spoke after a pause with the mischievous smile on her face.
“Yes! It was the punishment for being the exhibitionist slut! And it will grow tomorrow and day after!” I cleared my intentions. I was referring to us going to the dandiya over the next two days and her wearing similar seductive clothes.
But then we couldn’t keep us apart any further. I made her lie on the bed such that her waist was at the edge and spread her legs to penetrate. She loves the hard thrusts that I gave from lower angle in the missionary position and relaxed her body. I gauged her moist opening and brought in my lubricated member to start the action. I bent myself over her body to resume kissing while I was already inside her. I kept giving her the strokes as length and depth while she kept responding with deeper and bigger kisses. At times I was sucking her breasts and nipples and she would pull me closer and encourage to suck and lick them hard. My hands were initially holding her thighs but then she rested her legs over my shoulder and allowed my hands to roam around. I played gentle this time and helped her ease the spanking marks with some gentle massaging of fingertips. She appreciated it by pushing her torso further up and cupping her breasts for me to maul. I gave her a couple of gentle slaps on the bums (that didn’t hurt) before grabbing her full melons. Richa's breasts are such a treasure that can make any man greedy and they are annoyingly (to her) sensitive that have made her vulnerable with different men. I started pressing them through different angles that was driving her crazy but she was kind of pinned down under me. Her pelvis kept gyrating in excitement as I kept playing with her melons. But that was helping me thrusting her deeper and lower. She was in a pleasing hysteria as I kept ramping her hard and playing with her bosom. I could sense her reaching her climax as her facial expressions changed and face contorted. She instantly smiled and indicated me that she had reached a shuddering orgasm. Now I was almost there too and seeing her satisfied helped me give some more deep strokes before ejaculating inside.
I collapsed on her body and she held me very tightly as if she was shivering. A few minutes passed by as we kept lying completely naked in each other’s arms. We were sweating in spite of the AC still running; such was the passion of the moment. As we caught our breathing, Richa kissed me on my lips before raising herself and leaning against a pillow. The smile on her face was the proof of how much she had enjoyed. I soon joined her as we relaxed together sipping a glass of water. Richa proposed a quick shower before hitting the bed and I couldn’t deny it. She quickly arranged the room, placed her dress in the closet and walked me to shower. We opted for a standing one as she soaped my body lovingly and cleaned me up. I was generous too but I was more into playing with her body than applying soap. Finally she kicked me out and finished her own bath. We didn’t realize when we slept as we lied on the bed cuddling each other after that passionate lovemaking session.
It was the time of Navaratri festivals! It’s a fun time all over Mumbai as there are multiple Dandiya events arranged all across the town and suburbs. One can choose an event/location depending on the size of his/her pockets or can also chill and enjoy at the local events. There are so many residential colonies and premises that arrange small scale dandiya for its residents. Ours’ was one such colony consisting of multiple buildings and wings housing hundreds of families and it was a common practice to celebrate most of festivals and Navratri were no exceptions. Richa isn’t an avid enthusiast who would participate very actively in such things but she would join at times when insisted by me or her friends in the colony. We were obviously both quite busy with our works and couldn’t really contribute much in arrangements of such events like some other co-residents. We were regular participants to the events though.
It was one of the Friday evenings when we were downstairs for the celebrations along with many other families. It was a completely jolly atmosphere with people worshipping first; followed by the Dandiya event at an open space in third building towards the far end of the colony. It is slightly away from the other two buildings and the builder hasn’t yet managed to take possession of the slum area lying in between. He has created an inner road that takes slightly longer route from behind the slum locality but connects the campuses with a protective wall alongside. One can take a route through the middle of slums which takes about 3-4 minutes’ walk while the internal road may take around 7-8 minutes. The dandiya started on time and the DJ were playing good music fusion of traditional songs along with some fast item numbers. People were having good time dancing around with their dandiya sticks forming smaller circles with their group members. We were dancing in a relatively larger circle with about 20-30 people forming it. I could see some of Richa's friends along with their spouses dancing to the tune along with us while there were unknown faces too.
At times, I couldn’t help but notice some glances and brushes Richa was receiving. It was relatively crowded area and you couldn’t question someone for slight pushes or brushing but I had a feeling that some of them were intentional. However, Richa wasn’t offended and so I didn’t interrupt her. She was dancing quite beautifully to the tunes and in the process was grabbing attention. I could see her surrounded by men and women while I had stepped away for a quick water break. When I was back I didn’t instantly approach her and kept watching from the periphery. Although I was in just a tee and jeans, Richa was into her traditional wear. A beautifully worked lehenga that was wrapped tight around her waist and buttocks but blossoming nicely below her knees and the backless choli with full plastic sleeves. She was indeed looking beautiful and her flawless skin was quite on display; her back was completely exposed with just few strings holding the choli together, her arms were visible through plastic sleeves and the midriff was on display too. Her dance moves and enthusiasm was simply adding to her seduction quotient. But she wasn’t aware of any of it and was just having good time. She suddenly saw me standing outside and insisted me to join again. I could see some nervous moments amongst the male section but I couldn’t deny my beautiful wife and started dancing beside her.
I couldn’t hold back while we were returning from the event. We picked the shorter route through the slums to get home early. “Darling! You were making a lot of men nervous inside their pants!” I said mischievously. She laughed back and continued walking along side. We noticed a couple of men sitting on one of the adjacent benches and they kept staring Richa and visually eating her as we walked past. They sure whispered something amongst themselves but nothing that we had to take note of. We weren’t intercepted and were soon back to our wing. As soon as we were in the elevator, I pulled her closer and had a full mouth kiss. Richa didn’t hold anything back and allowed me taste her. I was feeling her all over even before we stepped out of elevator. “Don’t tear those (clothes) off! They are expensive!” she commented with the seductive smile as I was opening the lock of the door. It was going to be tough indeed as I started kissing her almost immediately. She somehow dragged me till sofa but I didn’t let her sit down. For a change I was enticed by her bare back more than those melons hanging in front. It was probably the effect of random men staring at her open back on display; more like exhibitionism (although not exactly). I turned her around and started licking her back through the strings of her dress. My hands were playing along her waistline and smooth tummy while I kept kissing and licking her spotless back. She could sense me going wild and quickly turned around freeing herself a bit.
“Darling! Let me just drop them (clothes) off!” she proposed to undress herself. I couldn’t help but agree as we walked into the bedroom. Although it was late evening, it was still humid (Mumbai weather) and we were sweating at large especially after the dance. As I turned around to switch on air conditioner, Richa quickly undid the strings and took off the choli as well dropped lehenga and placed them on the basket of clothes. She was now standing proudly in just a pair of plastic bra and blue panty. In no time I pushed her on the bed and was sitting on top of her kissing her madly. It didn’t take any long to get rid of that bra and roll down the panties while she reciprocated to take off my tee. We were now kissing madly, smooching as hard as we could while caressing each other’s bodies. Her fully exposed back wasn’t as attractive as her breasts now and I buried my face in her cleavage while alternately sucking her nips and areolas. She was looking so nicely worked up that I couldn’t help but kiss and lick her entire torso front and back. She was responding perfectly to my aggression and allowed me to topple and flip her violently to let me kiss and lick her entire body.
After about 10 minutes of animalistic passion I slowed down and lied on the bed pulling her closer. She realized it was now her turn and quickly raised herself kissing my nips and licking around. She was now facing me and exhibiting the lust through her eyes. She started by kissing me deep and then proceeded towards my face, shoulders and chest. I don’t think she spared any centimeter of the upper half of my body. Believe me, there is no better feeling than having your woman making love to your body. I was on clouds as she kept pleasing me and it accentuated when she moved further down. It took her merely seconds to pull my jeans down and bring the monster out into play. I was obviously turned on and my member was prominently standing under my boxers. She started slowly massaging it over the fabric while looking at me. Her seductive eyes were making my man to jump higher and further. She slowly bent herself and started planting some kisses on and around it but didn’t pull out yet. She was lying beside with her legs stretching to me and I couldn’t help but grab her thighs in excitement. She was artistically playing with my dong still covered in fabric and I was pressing her thighs and bums in excitement. Finally she took it in her mouth although still wrapped; she was enjoying and teasing me further. I pulled her over my stomach such that she was now sitting on her haunches with her legs on either side of my body. I was facing her back while she kept sucking me deeper and making circles around the balls.
“SLAP” I spanked her bums as soon as she lowered my boxer and put my bare member into her mouth. She licked and tickled around the rim first before sucking it with lot of noises. Her fingers were gently scratching my balls and lower side while her mouth was covering my member. She started with slow kisses and sucking but gradually attained desired speed. Richa is an expert in giving oral pleasures and the way she mixes her sucking and massaging the shaft at the same time, it can seduce even the oldest of old. I wasn’t new to this but the situation was still playing in my mind where I had seen men trying to brush against her bare back or midriff section that was on display through her clothes. My member continued pumping her mouth while I raised myself for some time to again lick and kiss on her back. SLAP…. SLAP…. SLAP…. SLAP….. SLAP! I gave her some tight slaps on her butts as I laid down again while she was still sucking me. “Aaaah” she moaned slightly as she stopped for a second to take a look at me and acknowledge the spanking. But she was completely startled when she saw me picking the dandiya sticks lying around.
“No…no…nooooo….it …..aaaaahhhhaaa….hurtssssssssss” she tried to negotiate but was already spanked with the dandiya on her right bum. She almost instantly jumped away from me towards the edge of the bed. “No honey! It hurts! Pleaseeee!” she tried to plead this time with some blushing combined with smile. “I know! That’s the fun!” she knew my standard response but I anyways spoke it out loud. “Just one more please, okay?” she went defensive and put forward her request. I nodded but put forward the counter offer. “If it’s just one more then I choose the spot else 2 more!” I gave her the option. A few nervous moments passed as I had the victorious smile on me while she looked defeated. “Alright two on the bums please!” she solved the puzzle and almost instantly adjusted herself into the position that I loved the most. She stood on the floor near the edge of the bed and bent down keeping her hands on the bed. It perfectly protrudes her buttocks out, perfect for spanking. “BANG…..BANG” I made the good use of dandiya as Richa shivered in pain that dissipated across her flesh when the raw material of dandiya (thin wooden sticks) cut through her smooth skin. I knew I was quite rough with the shots and didn’t restrict her from massaging her bums. Her moans were suggestive of how much force I had put in the two shots. It was probably some level of jealously or strange excitement through the men watching my wife that resulted in me being very raw. I didn’t apologize but allowed her time to suck in that blow. It took her over a couple of minutes to make herself comfortable.
“Was that the punishment for showing myself to other men?” she spoke after a pause with the mischievous smile on her face.
“Yes! It was the punishment for being the exhibitionist slut! And it will grow tomorrow and day after!” I cleared my intentions. I was referring to us going to the dandiya over the next two days and her wearing similar seductive clothes.
But then we couldn’t keep us apart any further. I made her lie on the bed such that her waist was at the edge and spread her legs to penetrate. She loves the hard thrusts that I gave from lower angle in the missionary position and relaxed her body. I gauged her moist opening and brought in my lubricated member to start the action. I bent myself over her body to resume kissing while I was already inside her. I kept giving her the strokes as length and depth while she kept responding with deeper and bigger kisses. At times I was sucking her breasts and nipples and she would pull me closer and encourage to suck and lick them hard. My hands were initially holding her thighs but then she rested her legs over my shoulder and allowed my hands to roam around. I played gentle this time and helped her ease the spanking marks with some gentle massaging of fingertips. She appreciated it by pushing her torso further up and cupping her breasts for me to maul. I gave her a couple of gentle slaps on the bums (that didn’t hurt) before grabbing her full melons. Richa's breasts are such a treasure that can make any man greedy and they are annoyingly (to her) sensitive that have made her vulnerable with different men. I started pressing them through different angles that was driving her crazy but she was kind of pinned down under me. Her pelvis kept gyrating in excitement as I kept playing with her melons. But that was helping me thrusting her deeper and lower. She was in a pleasing hysteria as I kept ramping her hard and playing with her bosom. I could sense her reaching her climax as her facial expressions changed and face contorted. She instantly smiled and indicated me that she had reached a shuddering orgasm. Now I was almost there too and seeing her satisfied helped me give some more deep strokes before ejaculating inside.
I collapsed on her body and she held me very tightly as if she was shivering. A few minutes passed by as we kept lying completely naked in each other’s arms. We were sweating in spite of the AC still running; such was the passion of the moment. As we caught our breathing, Richa kissed me on my lips before raising herself and leaning against a pillow. The smile on her face was the proof of how much she had enjoyed. I soon joined her as we relaxed together sipping a glass of water. Richa proposed a quick shower before hitting the bed and I couldn’t deny it. She quickly arranged the room, placed her dress in the closet and walked me to shower. We opted for a standing one as she soaped my body lovingly and cleaned me up. I was generous too but I was more into playing with her body than applying soap. Finally she kicked me out and finished her own bath. We didn’t realize when we slept as we lied on the bed cuddling each other after that passionate lovemaking session.
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I got up early the next day while Richa was still sleeping. I noticed her wearing a short satin gown that she probably put up in the middle of night. I was stark bare and put on the boxers in the morning after I got up. I didn’t feel like disturbing her so I freshened up myself and made tea in the kitchen. After about 30 minutes, I decided to go for a quick jog in the premises. I put on track pants, a tee and my running shoes. Richa was still sleeping and I just placed a post-it beside her mobile phone stating that I was down for a jog and will be back in about 30 minutes. I wasn’t carrying my cell phone but instead chose my shuffle. There weren’t many people downstairs except for some old pals taking a morning walk and a few other jogging enthusiast. I noticed Mr. Nagarkar amongst the old pals although he didn’t see me. Although he was aware that Saturday being off for me I would be home and he cannot try his hands on Richa. But I was still curious if he was moving towards our building and was keeping an eye on him. Our premises has a reasonable walk and jogging track and I was running swiftly while Nagarkar was walking on the other side with his group. It was regular Saturday morning with most of the schools being shut and office goers having a day off. There were bunch of milkmen and newspaper vendors moving around the premises. I kept running for about 15 minutes before taking a break. After the break I decided to do a similar one and then return home. I was probably about 5 minutes into the run post break; when I fumbled across something and twisted my ankle while jogging. I didn’t fell down completely but controlled myself; however I put on some pressure on my wrists while adjusting my fall. A couple of men quickly jumped in to help me and I was back on my feet. I sat down on the bench and checked if there was any injury. Although there wasn’t any I decided not to risk further and returned home.
Richa was awake and sipping her morning green tea when I opened the door using my keys and entered inside our flat. I took off my shoes and relaxed near her inspecting my ankle by lifting is on my other thigh. “What happened honey?” my wife was quick to ask. “Nothing serious babes! Just fumbled downstairs while running and twisted my ankle a bit!” I clarified as I tried stretching it in different angles. It was paining a bit but didn’t look too serious or caught swelling. “Want relispray?” she asked but I refused and continued stretching it further. “Saw your Nagarkar walking towards our wing! So I was trying to increase my speed!” I winked at her while trying to explain the reason of my fumble. “You could have let him come (instead of injuring yourself)!, Richa remarked with same sarcasm. We both laughed at it and continued with our chores. I was trying to avoid walking or standing even inside house and it meant Richa did most of the work along with grocery shopping. She didn’t complain and even gave me a good foot massage prior to lunch. It was just a routine weekend as we slept for some hours in the afternoon and I finished some of my office work too. Off course we cuddled with each other during the afternoon but nothing really worth mentioning here. It was during our evening tea when Richa looked at my leg and exclaimed, “I cannot go to dandiya today!” But I consoled her and insisted that she can go with her friends and I can look after myself. We didn’t discuss it much until we finished early dinner. I encouraged her to go to dandiya if she wanted and she agreed too. It usually doesn’t take her too long to get ready and even here she came out prepared within 15-20 minutes. She had gone for an off white saree with golden border and a nice pallu. She complimented the saree with contrasting dark brown velvet sleeveless blouse that was again keeping her back exposed. Her waist and midriff could also been seen with the way she had put on the saree.
“Wow! Those honey men are going to die today seeing you alone!” I remarked on her appearance and she acknowledged my compliment. “You bet!” she exclaimed as she proceeded further with her hairs and light make up on her face. “You sure you can look after yourself honey?” she popped the question again while she was almost ready. “Absolutely babes! Just don’t forget to come back home post dandiya!” I teased her again as she readied herself. She wasn’t going to carry her cell phone or anything in her hands except dandiya and I suggested her not to carry the keys either. “I will try to be back in couple of hour honey!” she exclaimed as she looked outside of our sliding glasses to see if she could spot any of her friends. “Anyone around or you’re alone?” I asked. “Don’t worry! I will go and find them there” she mentioned and left the house. It was little over 9pm as I watched my wife walking down the lane. I was slightly nervous when she picked the shorter route through slums instead of longer one but she looked confident in her walk. So I switched back to relaxing on sofa and watching the premier league football game on TV.
The lane was somewhat deserted when Richa walked up to it. She didn’t seem scared as it was merely few hundred meters of walk. As she kept walking briskly through the lane, she came across same folks who were sitting there on previous day also while we were returning. They had probably spotted her earlier and one of them actually stood up to glance at her from close range. They probably felt confident since she was walking alone. A moment of nervousness passed through Richa when she noticed them standing close to road instead of sitting on bench as yesterday. She thought about running back to our building but didn’t actually do it and instead proceeded with the walk. She wasn’t looking at them directly but was keeping a check through corner of her eyes. She sensed them whispering something and also giggling a bit. “They are just taking a very closer look at a beautiful women that they won’t get to do otherwise” my wife told herself and kept walking. She was now almost adjacent to them but wasn’t obstructed. She felt relieved as she walked past them a few steps when she suddenly heard a relatively meek voice. “Richa???” the guy whispered with uncertainty but loud enough for her to hear. Richa stopped and turned back as a natural reaction to look at why they called her name. Before she could realize or backtrack, both the men had approached her and were standing about just a feet away. Richa shuddered and looked anxious although they didn’t touch her.
“Richa ji apne shayad pahchana nahi! Holi khele the hum aap ke saath! Aap ke hi bathroom mein! Yaad aaya? (Ms. Richa, I don’t think you recognized us. Remember we had played holi with you in your own house?)” The man (Sanjay) exclaimed in excitement. My wife looked up to see if she could recollect them. And her memory wasn’t as bad; her facial expressions indicated that she clearly recollected it although she couldn’t recollect the name of the shorter fellow (Raja). “Oh ...ok ok!” Richa whispered just to reciprocate his question. (Friends! you can read that chapter here: https://www.xossip.com/showthread.php?t=1192923&page=2)
“Kaal bhi dekha aapko! Tabhi se socha ki thoda dandiya hamare saath bhi khel lo! (We spotted you yesterday! and ever since dying to have you play dandiya with us!)” Sanjay continued as his fingers started brushing against Richa's exposed arm and the other palm resting on her open midriff section. And Raja wasn’t left behind as he quickly moved her hairs and kissed her enticing back. In a matter of 15-20 seconds, the hands grew bold as Sanjay grabbed one of Richa's breast over her pallu and midriff from beside. Raja squeezed her buttocks hard while continuing to lick her back. No words were said for next couple of minutes while Sanjay and Raja continued to handle my wife’s private parts in the middle of road (although deserted). The pin holding Richa's pallu against her shoulder was gone and the pallu fell down exposing her heavy bosom in open while Sanjay’s hand also moved inside her saree from the front. Richa stood like a statue as they continued exploring her openly.
“Aap ke ghar chalna hai wapas? (Do you want us to take you to your home for further action?)” Sanjay exclaimed in between. Richa didn’t answer immediately but then denied later knowing that I was home and she wasn’t carrying her mobile to inform me hide myself. Sanjay stopped for a moment and stood up to look at her face. “To kahan khelna hai? (Where do you want the action then?)” He asked my wife. Raja wasn’t bothered during all this and kept licking her arms, her back and pressing her bums and breasts alternately. Sanjay repeated his question when Richa didn’t answer him for a brief moment. “Nahi to idhar hi toilet leke chalet hai” (Otherwise let us take her to this toilet)” this time Raja said laughingly signaling towards a public toilet built by municipality for the people staying in slums. They all knew that it was going to be extremely risky standing there as they were closer to a sodium light fitted and any passerby could have easily noticed them. But Richa wasn’t able to think of anything and stood passive there. Seeing no resistance from her end, Sanjay lifted her in his arms and walked towards the toilet while Raja quickly followed them.
Richa definitely would have hated the place as it was poorly maintained (rather not maintained at all). Actually the municipality had built another toilet in vicinity so this one was kind of abandoned but some men were still using it. It bore a typical setup of 3 urinals (not the fancy type in 5star hotels) that had stalls to stand on and pee over the wall or into the bottom gutter connected to sewage line. The opposite side had 2 toilets (Indian style) with no flush or even the bucket was missing. They weren’t probably cleaned for some days and the water to taps was scarcity. There was one basin at the entrance which had a damaged tap leaking a small flow of water all the time. There was a soap pad but no actual soap and the platform holding the basin wasn’t clean either. The walls obviously were painted with nothing but gutkha and paan spitting. There was just one dull zero watt bulb illuminating the area and the ammonia smell common in Indian urinals was evident here too. Indeed a setup that Richa wouldn’t have stepped in anytime!
But she discovered herself placed on the clogged, dirty and wet basin while Sanjay and Raja were kissing and licking her hungrily. Her off-white saree was quickly getting drenched and messed into the dirt lying around and the water from the basin. “Mere kaapde (my clothes….)” my wife tried to speak something to avoid getting her clothes messy but her mouth was covered with incessant kissing. Both the men were taking turns at quick succession to kiss and smooch Richa. She was worried about her clothes but didn’t protest or pushed them away. It wasn’t long before Raja proposed to take off her saree and Richa nodded shyly. Sanjay was engrossed in kissing her lips and sucking her tongue while Raja quickly unwrapped her saree at the waist. He made Richa lift her bottom and unwrapped the saree off roughly. Richa wondered if it was tore but couldn’t even look around with Sanjay holding her face firmly and smooching like never before. Raja unwrapped it completely and placed on the walls of one of the cubicles inside. Richa was still clad into a petticoat, blouse and pair of inners. However Raja noticed how aggressively Sanjay was having her and instead of disturbing him focused on taking remaining clothes off. Richa wasn’t spared even for a second but she cooperated Raja as he untied her petticoat and again lifted her bums to pull it down. She spread her arms when he unbuttoned her blouse and allowed him to pull it off completely. Raja placed all her clothes on the walls of stalls inside leaving Richa with Sanjay only in her bra and panty.
“Sanjay bhai! Nanga karke andaar lete hai…. Idhar aane jaane wala dekh sakta hai! (Hey boss (Sanjay)! Let us strip her completely and take her inside… anyone walking along the road can locate us here)” Raja warned his friend.
Sanjay broke his kissing at that moment and smiled back to his friend. Richa tried catching her breath too as she looked around at the vicinity. She was terrified when she noticed how close they were to the road (although on opposite side of bright Sodium lamp). Both Sanjay and Raja quickly contemplated whether they should continue there or take her somewhere else. Richa remained silent and passive as if they were simply going to teleport her and she doesn’t have to walk. But eventually it was decided to continue at same location (off course by them) and in the absence of any chair or platform, Richa was going to be lying on the dirty and messy floor of that toilet. It shuddered her more than the fact that she was losing her last pieces of modesty also. Sanjay almost instantly unhooked her bra and pushed her panties down. Richa walked her two men inside the toilet; squeezed in the narrow passage between the urinal stalls on one side and actual toilets on the other. The memories of Varma’s atrocities in the hospital toilet flashed through her mind instantly. Although these guys didn’t seem to be interested in urinating on her or making her lick the dirty floor, the condition of hospital toilet was far better. Raja leaned against the opposite wall and pulled Richa towards him. He had seized opportunity to kiss her now. Raja was an ugly looking fat guy with big mustache, very thick lips and large nostrils. He wasn’t even shaved for days! It was a perfect contrast to my dear wife as she offered her face for him to lick and start kissing her lips. He was excited as hell and was literally biting her lips by stretching them out. He didn’t taste that great but Richa quickly adjusted herself to his taste and odor.
Sanjay was standing behind my wife and unaware of how to involve with her, simply slapped her bums gently. “Whack….. whack…… whack…… whack” the familiar sound echoed in that empty and dirty toilet. Richa moaned lightly between the kisses but offered herself completely to both the men. She pushed her torso towards Raja to help him kiss and lick her face and squeeze her breasts at the same time. While she also pushed her buttocks out so Sanjay could enjoy there. It pleased Sanjay as he gave her some slaps on her naked bums before trying to squeeze and maul them hard. He kissed her back for some time and the moved to her bum cheeks. Richa jerked once again when he started planting kisses all over her bums. New for her; she had been commanded to lick men bums but never the reverse! It tickled her and she actually bit Raja tongue gently as he kept exploring her mouth. Sanjay was spreading her legs and kissing her inner thighs and licking too. It wasn’t long before he spotted her opening and pressed her clit. Richa was prepared for it and didn’t react strongly but her legs almost instantly opened more giving Sanjay additional room. Richa was still facing Raja and that prevented Sanjay from directly licking Richa's womanhood or clit but he kept playing while planting numerous kisses on her bums and thighs. He had almost formed a rhythm wherein he would first slap her bums and then covered them with kisses while his finger would press her clit and try to stretch her opening. It wasn’t too long before Sanjay’s fingers started exploring her tunnel and inner walls. Richa couldn’t stand straight and leaned on Raja completely as she was being fingered. Sanjay winked at Raja indicating that it was time to get into main course.
Richa was awake and sipping her morning green tea when I opened the door using my keys and entered inside our flat. I took off my shoes and relaxed near her inspecting my ankle by lifting is on my other thigh. “What happened honey?” my wife was quick to ask. “Nothing serious babes! Just fumbled downstairs while running and twisted my ankle a bit!” I clarified as I tried stretching it in different angles. It was paining a bit but didn’t look too serious or caught swelling. “Want relispray?” she asked but I refused and continued stretching it further. “Saw your Nagarkar walking towards our wing! So I was trying to increase my speed!” I winked at her while trying to explain the reason of my fumble. “You could have let him come (instead of injuring yourself)!, Richa remarked with same sarcasm. We both laughed at it and continued with our chores. I was trying to avoid walking or standing even inside house and it meant Richa did most of the work along with grocery shopping. She didn’t complain and even gave me a good foot massage prior to lunch. It was just a routine weekend as we slept for some hours in the afternoon and I finished some of my office work too. Off course we cuddled with each other during the afternoon but nothing really worth mentioning here. It was during our evening tea when Richa looked at my leg and exclaimed, “I cannot go to dandiya today!” But I consoled her and insisted that she can go with her friends and I can look after myself. We didn’t discuss it much until we finished early dinner. I encouraged her to go to dandiya if she wanted and she agreed too. It usually doesn’t take her too long to get ready and even here she came out prepared within 15-20 minutes. She had gone for an off white saree with golden border and a nice pallu. She complimented the saree with contrasting dark brown velvet sleeveless blouse that was again keeping her back exposed. Her waist and midriff could also been seen with the way she had put on the saree.
“Wow! Those honey men are going to die today seeing you alone!” I remarked on her appearance and she acknowledged my compliment. “You bet!” she exclaimed as she proceeded further with her hairs and light make up on her face. “You sure you can look after yourself honey?” she popped the question again while she was almost ready. “Absolutely babes! Just don’t forget to come back home post dandiya!” I teased her again as she readied herself. She wasn’t going to carry her cell phone or anything in her hands except dandiya and I suggested her not to carry the keys either. “I will try to be back in couple of hour honey!” she exclaimed as she looked outside of our sliding glasses to see if she could spot any of her friends. “Anyone around or you’re alone?” I asked. “Don’t worry! I will go and find them there” she mentioned and left the house. It was little over 9pm as I watched my wife walking down the lane. I was slightly nervous when she picked the shorter route through slums instead of longer one but she looked confident in her walk. So I switched back to relaxing on sofa and watching the premier league football game on TV.
The lane was somewhat deserted when Richa walked up to it. She didn’t seem scared as it was merely few hundred meters of walk. As she kept walking briskly through the lane, she came across same folks who were sitting there on previous day also while we were returning. They had probably spotted her earlier and one of them actually stood up to glance at her from close range. They probably felt confident since she was walking alone. A moment of nervousness passed through Richa when she noticed them standing close to road instead of sitting on bench as yesterday. She thought about running back to our building but didn’t actually do it and instead proceeded with the walk. She wasn’t looking at them directly but was keeping a check through corner of her eyes. She sensed them whispering something and also giggling a bit. “They are just taking a very closer look at a beautiful women that they won’t get to do otherwise” my wife told herself and kept walking. She was now almost adjacent to them but wasn’t obstructed. She felt relieved as she walked past them a few steps when she suddenly heard a relatively meek voice. “Richa???” the guy whispered with uncertainty but loud enough for her to hear. Richa stopped and turned back as a natural reaction to look at why they called her name. Before she could realize or backtrack, both the men had approached her and were standing about just a feet away. Richa shuddered and looked anxious although they didn’t touch her.
“Richa ji apne shayad pahchana nahi! Holi khele the hum aap ke saath! Aap ke hi bathroom mein! Yaad aaya? (Ms. Richa, I don’t think you recognized us. Remember we had played holi with you in your own house?)” The man (Sanjay) exclaimed in excitement. My wife looked up to see if she could recollect them. And her memory wasn’t as bad; her facial expressions indicated that she clearly recollected it although she couldn’t recollect the name of the shorter fellow (Raja). “Oh ...ok ok!” Richa whispered just to reciprocate his question. (Friends! you can read that chapter here: https://www.xossip.com/showthread.php?t=1192923&page=2)
“Kaal bhi dekha aapko! Tabhi se socha ki thoda dandiya hamare saath bhi khel lo! (We spotted you yesterday! and ever since dying to have you play dandiya with us!)” Sanjay continued as his fingers started brushing against Richa's exposed arm and the other palm resting on her open midriff section. And Raja wasn’t left behind as he quickly moved her hairs and kissed her enticing back. In a matter of 15-20 seconds, the hands grew bold as Sanjay grabbed one of Richa's breast over her pallu and midriff from beside. Raja squeezed her buttocks hard while continuing to lick her back. No words were said for next couple of minutes while Sanjay and Raja continued to handle my wife’s private parts in the middle of road (although deserted). The pin holding Richa's pallu against her shoulder was gone and the pallu fell down exposing her heavy bosom in open while Sanjay’s hand also moved inside her saree from the front. Richa stood like a statue as they continued exploring her openly.
“Aap ke ghar chalna hai wapas? (Do you want us to take you to your home for further action?)” Sanjay exclaimed in between. Richa didn’t answer immediately but then denied later knowing that I was home and she wasn’t carrying her mobile to inform me hide myself. Sanjay stopped for a moment and stood up to look at her face. “To kahan khelna hai? (Where do you want the action then?)” He asked my wife. Raja wasn’t bothered during all this and kept licking her arms, her back and pressing her bums and breasts alternately. Sanjay repeated his question when Richa didn’t answer him for a brief moment. “Nahi to idhar hi toilet leke chalet hai” (Otherwise let us take her to this toilet)” this time Raja said laughingly signaling towards a public toilet built by municipality for the people staying in slums. They all knew that it was going to be extremely risky standing there as they were closer to a sodium light fitted and any passerby could have easily noticed them. But Richa wasn’t able to think of anything and stood passive there. Seeing no resistance from her end, Sanjay lifted her in his arms and walked towards the toilet while Raja quickly followed them.
Richa definitely would have hated the place as it was poorly maintained (rather not maintained at all). Actually the municipality had built another toilet in vicinity so this one was kind of abandoned but some men were still using it. It bore a typical setup of 3 urinals (not the fancy type in 5star hotels) that had stalls to stand on and pee over the wall or into the bottom gutter connected to sewage line. The opposite side had 2 toilets (Indian style) with no flush or even the bucket was missing. They weren’t probably cleaned for some days and the water to taps was scarcity. There was one basin at the entrance which had a damaged tap leaking a small flow of water all the time. There was a soap pad but no actual soap and the platform holding the basin wasn’t clean either. The walls obviously were painted with nothing but gutkha and paan spitting. There was just one dull zero watt bulb illuminating the area and the ammonia smell common in Indian urinals was evident here too. Indeed a setup that Richa wouldn’t have stepped in anytime!
But she discovered herself placed on the clogged, dirty and wet basin while Sanjay and Raja were kissing and licking her hungrily. Her off-white saree was quickly getting drenched and messed into the dirt lying around and the water from the basin. “Mere kaapde (my clothes….)” my wife tried to speak something to avoid getting her clothes messy but her mouth was covered with incessant kissing. Both the men were taking turns at quick succession to kiss and smooch Richa. She was worried about her clothes but didn’t protest or pushed them away. It wasn’t long before Raja proposed to take off her saree and Richa nodded shyly. Sanjay was engrossed in kissing her lips and sucking her tongue while Raja quickly unwrapped her saree at the waist. He made Richa lift her bottom and unwrapped the saree off roughly. Richa wondered if it was tore but couldn’t even look around with Sanjay holding her face firmly and smooching like never before. Raja unwrapped it completely and placed on the walls of one of the cubicles inside. Richa was still clad into a petticoat, blouse and pair of inners. However Raja noticed how aggressively Sanjay was having her and instead of disturbing him focused on taking remaining clothes off. Richa wasn’t spared even for a second but she cooperated Raja as he untied her petticoat and again lifted her bums to pull it down. She spread her arms when he unbuttoned her blouse and allowed him to pull it off completely. Raja placed all her clothes on the walls of stalls inside leaving Richa with Sanjay only in her bra and panty.
“Sanjay bhai! Nanga karke andaar lete hai…. Idhar aane jaane wala dekh sakta hai! (Hey boss (Sanjay)! Let us strip her completely and take her inside… anyone walking along the road can locate us here)” Raja warned his friend.
Sanjay broke his kissing at that moment and smiled back to his friend. Richa tried catching her breath too as she looked around at the vicinity. She was terrified when she noticed how close they were to the road (although on opposite side of bright Sodium lamp). Both Sanjay and Raja quickly contemplated whether they should continue there or take her somewhere else. Richa remained silent and passive as if they were simply going to teleport her and she doesn’t have to walk. But eventually it was decided to continue at same location (off course by them) and in the absence of any chair or platform, Richa was going to be lying on the dirty and messy floor of that toilet. It shuddered her more than the fact that she was losing her last pieces of modesty also. Sanjay almost instantly unhooked her bra and pushed her panties down. Richa walked her two men inside the toilet; squeezed in the narrow passage between the urinal stalls on one side and actual toilets on the other. The memories of Varma’s atrocities in the hospital toilet flashed through her mind instantly. Although these guys didn’t seem to be interested in urinating on her or making her lick the dirty floor, the condition of hospital toilet was far better. Raja leaned against the opposite wall and pulled Richa towards him. He had seized opportunity to kiss her now. Raja was an ugly looking fat guy with big mustache, very thick lips and large nostrils. He wasn’t even shaved for days! It was a perfect contrast to my dear wife as she offered her face for him to lick and start kissing her lips. He was excited as hell and was literally biting her lips by stretching them out. He didn’t taste that great but Richa quickly adjusted herself to his taste and odor.
Sanjay was standing behind my wife and unaware of how to involve with her, simply slapped her bums gently. “Whack….. whack…… whack…… whack” the familiar sound echoed in that empty and dirty toilet. Richa moaned lightly between the kisses but offered herself completely to both the men. She pushed her torso towards Raja to help him kiss and lick her face and squeeze her breasts at the same time. While she also pushed her buttocks out so Sanjay could enjoy there. It pleased Sanjay as he gave her some slaps on her naked bums before trying to squeeze and maul them hard. He kissed her back for some time and the moved to her bum cheeks. Richa jerked once again when he started planting kisses all over her bums. New for her; she had been commanded to lick men bums but never the reverse! It tickled her and she actually bit Raja tongue gently as he kept exploring her mouth. Sanjay was spreading her legs and kissing her inner thighs and licking too. It wasn’t long before he spotted her opening and pressed her clit. Richa was prepared for it and didn’t react strongly but her legs almost instantly opened more giving Sanjay additional room. Richa was still facing Raja and that prevented Sanjay from directly licking Richa's womanhood or clit but he kept playing while planting numerous kisses on her bums and thighs. He had almost formed a rhythm wherein he would first slap her bums and then covered them with kisses while his finger would press her clit and try to stretch her opening. It wasn’t too long before Sanjay’s fingers started exploring her tunnel and inner walls. Richa couldn’t stand straight and leaned on Raja completely as she was being fingered. Sanjay winked at Raja indicating that it was time to get into main course.
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My dear wife was quickly pulled over by Sanjay and made to go down on her fours. Richa hated placing herself on her limbs on that dirty and messy toilet floor but was given no option. Sanjay pulled his trousers off carefully and placed them over the pile of Richa's clothes. He picked up Richa's bra and spread it on the floor and positioned his knees into its cups and adjusted his height to start penetrating. But then he changed his mind and went in front of her. “Ek do minute choosna isse, fir daalta hoon! (Suck me for a minute or two then I will penetrate!)”, Sanjay probably wanted some lubrication and hence asked for a quick blow job. Richa wasn’t in any position to deny it and opened her mouth to welcome his member. He grabbed her hairs and ensured he got sucked the way he wanted, Richa wasn’t allowed to touch him but was forced onto his thick member which had grown large. He pulled out as abruptly as he had pushed in and walked behind her again. Richa tried raising her bum level to allow him some room to penetrate. Sanjay didn’t take any time to locate her opening and started rubbing his cock over it. Richa moved her pelvis as the tip of his member rubbed against her clit and instantly opened herself more. Sanjay applied some pressure and managed to invade her tunnel without much friction and mild shrieks from her mouth. Once his member was sufficiently in, he made himself comfortable and made Richa to adjust her height. Richa was facing away and didn’t realize if he wanted her to move her bums up or down and actually went lower. WHACK… WHACK…. WHACK…. A couple of slaps on the bums and she instantly raised herself. A confirmation slap from him initiated hard and rough pumping for her. Sanjay was fully turned on and was leaving nothing aside to give her the deepest of strokes. He was maneuvering them nicely to ensure every inch of her inside was touched up. At times he would go for depth while at times he would simply grind it against her walls. Richa kept moaning constantly as Sanjay kept pounding her tirelessly but didn’t exhibit a split second of resistance to his advances. At times, he was leaning on her completely, thus putting his body weight on her and she had to go down further and take support of her arms to avoid falling down on floor. Her hands from palms till elbow were already stuck to the floor and she was using that support to raise her bums further.
As Sanjay was reaching the peak of excitements, he was slowing down in between to gather more might. In one of those moments, Richa raised her neck to notice Raja still standing in front of her. He had his member out of his pant and was playing with it obscenely. Richa couldn’t help but stared at the glistening tip of his untidy cock for a couple of seconds before lowering her gaze down again. Sanjay was quite occupied into his own world and kept thrusting her when Raja asked for his friends’ permission. “Bhai! Mooh mein de du kya iske? (Bro! can I make her suck me?)”. “Pakka! (Certainly)” Sanjay managed to speak just one word and then slapped her bums a few times. Richa knew what was happening and raised her neck up to welcome Raja’s messy cock covered by large hairs. She noticed a smile on his face as he approached her and placed his member in front of her mouth. Richa's hands were already occupied and she struggled to pick his member into her mouth but Raja supported her and placed it inside. The duo of friends did a quick hi five as they started doubling my wife. Sanjay had reached a steady velocity and kept pumping her while Raja’s member sprang into action exploring corners of her mouth. He shuddered and moaned when my wife used the tip of her tongue to tap the tip of his member. Richa was made to repeat the stunt whenever Raja pulled her hairs violently and Sanjay would grab the opportunity to slap her bums hard at the same instance. She noticed Raja’s member getting a bit bulky in her mouth but ignored that as his growing erection. But he wasn’t able to hold on a lot and Raja pulled out in hurry and turned to the urinal stall and started urinating at force. There wasn’t any fancy urinal pot or anything and his pee was directly hitting the ground. There was an awkward silence for a minute or so until Raja emptied his bladder. As soon as he was done, he pushed his member back into Richa's mouth. She couldn’t help but taste the saltiness for a bit before adjusting to her sucking. Sanjay was now reaching his climax and started slapping Richa's bums at steady pace and power. Her bums were soon turning reddish with a flurry of slaps but nobody noticed it in the dim light at the top. Richa too was reaching her peak as she started gyrating her pelvis seductively to help grind Sanjay’s member at a pace. Raja was extremely turned on seeing her move her butts nicely and started screwing her mouth furiously. But Richa responded to Sanjay’s thrusting more than Raja’s member as Sanjay exploded loud and she could sense his warm juices flowing down inside her tunnel as well as dripping down on her thighs. Sanjay jerked her buttocks to ensure the last few drops also discharged from his cock before starting to slowly pull out.
Richa was shivering when Sanjay actually pulled his member out completely. Her mouth wasn’t actively sucking Raja’s member but she ensured it stayed inside her mouth and Raja was pleased with the effort. He allowed Richa to settle down of his friend’s mighty assault although continued grabbing her hairs and exploring her mouth with his member. Richa couldn’t hold any longer and although tried her best to avoid it, she eventually collapsed on the dirty floor. She managed to avoid falling down completely and instead sat on the floor. Her hands were already messy and she didn’t have much to spare then. A few nervous moments passed by as Sanjay and Richa caught up their breathing while Raja was watching her apprehensively. “Tu kar le bhai! (Go ahead bro!)” Sanjay finally gave a nod to Raja who was all smiles. He looked around to decide his plan of action while Sanjay stepped out wearing his trousers. Raja quickly inspected the surrounding and then lifted Richa up by pulling her hairs. Her lower body and hands were complete mess but Raja wasn’t bothered much. He held a pony of her hairs firmly in his grip and pushed his fingers into her dripping opening. Her thighs contracted as he suddenly pushed his fingers inside and pressed as if cleaning it out. His fingers then made into her mouth asking her to lick them clean. Richa could taste herself as well as Sanjay in the process but didn’t show any resistance as Raja continued his act for about 5 to 6 times. “Lett ja jamin pe….mein tere ko upar se hi lene wala hoon! (Lie down on the floor… I am going to mount you from top!)” She heard him but couldn’t comprehend how he exactly wanted; besides lying down completely on the floor wasn’t an easy option for her. She was relieved as well as tensed when Raja picked up her petticoat and laid it on the floor. Wow! These guys were making a mess of her beautiful clothes! But she was horrified when Raja placed the petticoat for his to sit down on his knees. He pulled Richa down and asked her to lie down in front of him. She was still unsure as she sat down in front of him on the dirty floor and pleaded for an option to avoid lying down completely. But she wasn’t shown any mercy as Raja quickly pushed her down on her back. She tried desperately to held her neck up and avoid having her hairs touching the floor. But Raja seemed quite aggressive as he slapped her face suddenly and stretched her arms wide while pushing her head onto the floor. Richa's beautiful and silky hairs were getting completely messed into the dirty and messy toilet floor. She noticed the aggression in couple of more slaps she received on her face and soon surrendered herself to his might.
Richa's facial expressions are an extreme turn on for men when she submits completely to their mercy. Raja was no exception as he aggressively kissed her and sucked her breasts while adjusting his body on her. He was literally crushing her with his weight but Richa didn’t try to push him away and remained steady. The front side of her torso was the only clean piece of her body and Raja attacked it like hungry beast. She cried out in pain when he literally bit on her nipples and areolas but he wasn’t deterred. Fortunately for her, he moved to her stomach and naval and bit her there. Although it was painful too, Richa survived it with some moans. She wasn’t allowed to touch Raja as he kept her hands stretched above her head and it allowed him complete freedom to try anything to her torso and cleavage. However, after some rough treatment he seemed satisfied and proceeded towards core action. He lowered himself and pulled Richa closer spreading her legs. It didn’t take him any time to penetrate my wife’s moist and lubricated tunnel. Richa felt better as he pulled her closer and started thumping her at steady pace. His shaft was reasonably thick and caused some friction despite of all lubrication but it added to excitement as well. Richa ensured her second man of the night also received all the pleasure she had to offer. Raja slapped her face and breasts in between and handled her violently while Richa responded to his aggression with utmost submission and in fact gyrated herself to please him further. The man loved her sluttyness and kept blasting her breasts with his palms and fingers. It was turning into a raw encounter much to the opposite of how calmly Sanjay has used her. “Bahot chalu hai re (madam) bhidu! (What a slut she is, bro!)” Raja commented when Sanjay had stepped in again to take a look at the proceedings. Sanjay didn’t comment and instead just showed him a thumb with smile and stepped out again. Raja continued pumping her with all his might and enjoyed mauling her tits. Richa would bite her lips when he was going extremely hard in his thumping or on her breasts and those expressions were further fueling him. In one such moment of heat, Raja picked a half filled dirty bucket from the adjacent toilet stall and emptied on Richa's face. Unprepared, Richa shuddered as the cold water hit her face like a flood and she ended up tasting a good part of it. She was disgusted when she looked at how dirty the bucket was but couldn’t do anything as Raja had already emptied it on her. Her lack of reaction kicked in the climax in Raja as he started emptying his juices inside her. Richa's tunnel were cum filled for the 2nd time in a matter of half an hour. As their peak subsided, Raja picked himself up and called Sanjay in.
“Bhai! Ye ghar kaise jayegi aise haalat mein? (Bro! how will she get home in this condition?)” Raja put his concern forward as both the friends looked over Richa who gradually got up from the messy floor but didn’t find enough strength to stand up.
“Muze ek bottle paani dijiye please! Clean water!(Could you please get me a bottle of clean water?)”, my wife pleaded them as she desperately wanted to wash her face and gargle. Raja quickly fetched her a bottle of water from his scooter. It wasn’t a fresh mineral water bottle and it was only half full but Richa took it gracefully. Both Raja and Sanjay were looking at her as she slowly got onto her feet. The water in the bottle was just about enough to wash her palms and face once and she wanted to confirm with the men if they had finished using her before cleaning herself. But Richa hesitated and took a minute before finally putting forward the difficult question. “Aur kuch kaarna baaki hai ki mein mooh saaf karu? (Are you done with me? Should I wash my face?)” Richa whispered in low voice and lowered gaze. She couldn’t look up to them as she uttered those words. The men smiled loudly at her question and that further embarrassed her. But they weren’t the sadist like (Mr. Patil or Imran or others) who would enjoy her humiliation as well. “Naahi madam! Abhi ke liye kaafi hai! Baad mein dekhte hai! (No madam, enough for today. We’ll see at a later point!)” Sanjay confirmed they had concluded their endeavors for the day. Richa felt relived as she quickly washed her palms and then used some water to wash her face. She managed to save just about enough water to gargle out once. It made her much comfortable although rest of her body was complete mess. She could feel her hairs covered with muddy and dirty water, the backside of her body was completely wet with traces of stranded hairs and all the dirty things stuck along. Her clothes were into a mess as well with her petticoat and bra into a total mess. She just managed to put on the blouse and wrapped saree loosely around. The fancy bangles she was wearing were either broken or damaged, her earrings and pendant were dirty and her wedlock was messed up too (thankfully a fancy one and not golden). She somehow adjusted her hairs using her fingers and piled up her bra and panty into the petticoat before setting herself ready to leave.
She was slightly concerned about someone noticing her exiting out of the toilet or finding out how she messed her clothes and everything. She had prepared a quick plan of walking brisk to the society entrance and then taking the stairs to climb to the house to avoid being seen. She knew people rarely use stairs at late hours and they weren’t very brightly lit either. Sanjay stepped out and did a quick survey to decide whether it was safe to move out. He didn’t find anyone in the small passage towards our society and gave a thumbs up to Richa indicating it was safe to leave. “Aap ka mobile no dijiye na madam! Bass yuhi kabhi maan kiya toh! (Can I get your phone number madam? Just in case we feel like meeting you!)” Raja spoke as Richa was about to step out. Richa waited for a split second before giving away her number and both the men instantly saved it into their mobiles. They walked behind her at safe distance until she reached the entrance of our society. The watchmen were as usual busy chit chatting and that allowed her to quickly sneak into out building. She literally rushed through the stairs and kept ramming the doorbell until I opened the door. She pushed me aside and rushed into our common bathroom and started the shower. Because of my injury I didn’t rush behind her. Instead I locked the door and then slowly walked over to the bathroom. She had completely unwrapped herself and thrown the clothes into a corner while pouring as much liquid soap on her body possible. She used a lot of water and mouth freshener to gargle and clean her mouth. I waited at the door of the bathroom patiently as her cleansing hysteria continued for well over five minutes. She smiled when she noticed me standing at the door and watching her naked body eagerly.
“So you didn’t reach the dandiya ground, eh?” I asked her as a genuine question but with a mischievous smile.
“No darling! The Holi gang! At the dirty public toilet!” she uttered some words that I wasn’t able to connect quickly. “Give me 15 minutes honey! I will be there!” she requested for her time and I walked back to the sofa. I saw her marching out of the common bathroom but rushing into our master bath. But she kept her words and was back into my laps with just a towel wrapped around her. She kissed me and started narrating the incident and I kept playing with her body continually. She shuddered even when she recollected how Raja flooded her face with that dirty water from the bucket. She was indeed shivering when she describes how it started and proceeded all the while. WHACK… WHACK… WHACK…. I gave her a series of strong slaps on her bums. “You’re one heck of a slut!” I commented and she responded with a mischievous smile. “Don’t you want to punish your slut?” she asked me as we walked towards the bedroom. I was already rock hard when she made me sat down on the edge of the bed and checked her vibrating phone. Raja had sent her WA messages thanking her initially and asking towards the end if they can repeat it the next day. Richa smiled it off when I looked at her questioningly but quickly handed me the metallic ruler that I typically use to spank her. She moaned open and loudly as I kept beating her buttocks and inner thighs before moving to her torso. The wooden ruler was replaced by a rubber chappal when I turned her around to target those beautiful melons. She showed great tolerance to take up some very strong blows until I stopped and picked her up to start smooching. It was another great lovemaking night for us.
As Sanjay was reaching the peak of excitements, he was slowing down in between to gather more might. In one of those moments, Richa raised her neck to notice Raja still standing in front of her. He had his member out of his pant and was playing with it obscenely. Richa couldn’t help but stared at the glistening tip of his untidy cock for a couple of seconds before lowering her gaze down again. Sanjay was quite occupied into his own world and kept thrusting her when Raja asked for his friends’ permission. “Bhai! Mooh mein de du kya iske? (Bro! can I make her suck me?)”. “Pakka! (Certainly)” Sanjay managed to speak just one word and then slapped her bums a few times. Richa knew what was happening and raised her neck up to welcome Raja’s messy cock covered by large hairs. She noticed a smile on his face as he approached her and placed his member in front of her mouth. Richa's hands were already occupied and she struggled to pick his member into her mouth but Raja supported her and placed it inside. The duo of friends did a quick hi five as they started doubling my wife. Sanjay had reached a steady velocity and kept pumping her while Raja’s member sprang into action exploring corners of her mouth. He shuddered and moaned when my wife used the tip of her tongue to tap the tip of his member. Richa was made to repeat the stunt whenever Raja pulled her hairs violently and Sanjay would grab the opportunity to slap her bums hard at the same instance. She noticed Raja’s member getting a bit bulky in her mouth but ignored that as his growing erection. But he wasn’t able to hold on a lot and Raja pulled out in hurry and turned to the urinal stall and started urinating at force. There wasn’t any fancy urinal pot or anything and his pee was directly hitting the ground. There was an awkward silence for a minute or so until Raja emptied his bladder. As soon as he was done, he pushed his member back into Richa's mouth. She couldn’t help but taste the saltiness for a bit before adjusting to her sucking. Sanjay was now reaching his climax and started slapping Richa's bums at steady pace and power. Her bums were soon turning reddish with a flurry of slaps but nobody noticed it in the dim light at the top. Richa too was reaching her peak as she started gyrating her pelvis seductively to help grind Sanjay’s member at a pace. Raja was extremely turned on seeing her move her butts nicely and started screwing her mouth furiously. But Richa responded to Sanjay’s thrusting more than Raja’s member as Sanjay exploded loud and she could sense his warm juices flowing down inside her tunnel as well as dripping down on her thighs. Sanjay jerked her buttocks to ensure the last few drops also discharged from his cock before starting to slowly pull out.
Richa was shivering when Sanjay actually pulled his member out completely. Her mouth wasn’t actively sucking Raja’s member but she ensured it stayed inside her mouth and Raja was pleased with the effort. He allowed Richa to settle down of his friend’s mighty assault although continued grabbing her hairs and exploring her mouth with his member. Richa couldn’t hold any longer and although tried her best to avoid it, she eventually collapsed on the dirty floor. She managed to avoid falling down completely and instead sat on the floor. Her hands were already messy and she didn’t have much to spare then. A few nervous moments passed by as Sanjay and Richa caught up their breathing while Raja was watching her apprehensively. “Tu kar le bhai! (Go ahead bro!)” Sanjay finally gave a nod to Raja who was all smiles. He looked around to decide his plan of action while Sanjay stepped out wearing his trousers. Raja quickly inspected the surrounding and then lifted Richa up by pulling her hairs. Her lower body and hands were complete mess but Raja wasn’t bothered much. He held a pony of her hairs firmly in his grip and pushed his fingers into her dripping opening. Her thighs contracted as he suddenly pushed his fingers inside and pressed as if cleaning it out. His fingers then made into her mouth asking her to lick them clean. Richa could taste herself as well as Sanjay in the process but didn’t show any resistance as Raja continued his act for about 5 to 6 times. “Lett ja jamin pe….mein tere ko upar se hi lene wala hoon! (Lie down on the floor… I am going to mount you from top!)” She heard him but couldn’t comprehend how he exactly wanted; besides lying down completely on the floor wasn’t an easy option for her. She was relieved as well as tensed when Raja picked up her petticoat and laid it on the floor. Wow! These guys were making a mess of her beautiful clothes! But she was horrified when Raja placed the petticoat for his to sit down on his knees. He pulled Richa down and asked her to lie down in front of him. She was still unsure as she sat down in front of him on the dirty floor and pleaded for an option to avoid lying down completely. But she wasn’t shown any mercy as Raja quickly pushed her down on her back. She tried desperately to held her neck up and avoid having her hairs touching the floor. But Raja seemed quite aggressive as he slapped her face suddenly and stretched her arms wide while pushing her head onto the floor. Richa's beautiful and silky hairs were getting completely messed into the dirty and messy toilet floor. She noticed the aggression in couple of more slaps she received on her face and soon surrendered herself to his might.
Richa's facial expressions are an extreme turn on for men when she submits completely to their mercy. Raja was no exception as he aggressively kissed her and sucked her breasts while adjusting his body on her. He was literally crushing her with his weight but Richa didn’t try to push him away and remained steady. The front side of her torso was the only clean piece of her body and Raja attacked it like hungry beast. She cried out in pain when he literally bit on her nipples and areolas but he wasn’t deterred. Fortunately for her, he moved to her stomach and naval and bit her there. Although it was painful too, Richa survived it with some moans. She wasn’t allowed to touch Raja as he kept her hands stretched above her head and it allowed him complete freedom to try anything to her torso and cleavage. However, after some rough treatment he seemed satisfied and proceeded towards core action. He lowered himself and pulled Richa closer spreading her legs. It didn’t take him any time to penetrate my wife’s moist and lubricated tunnel. Richa felt better as he pulled her closer and started thumping her at steady pace. His shaft was reasonably thick and caused some friction despite of all lubrication but it added to excitement as well. Richa ensured her second man of the night also received all the pleasure she had to offer. Raja slapped her face and breasts in between and handled her violently while Richa responded to his aggression with utmost submission and in fact gyrated herself to please him further. The man loved her sluttyness and kept blasting her breasts with his palms and fingers. It was turning into a raw encounter much to the opposite of how calmly Sanjay has used her. “Bahot chalu hai re (madam) bhidu! (What a slut she is, bro!)” Raja commented when Sanjay had stepped in again to take a look at the proceedings. Sanjay didn’t comment and instead just showed him a thumb with smile and stepped out again. Raja continued pumping her with all his might and enjoyed mauling her tits. Richa would bite her lips when he was going extremely hard in his thumping or on her breasts and those expressions were further fueling him. In one such moment of heat, Raja picked a half filled dirty bucket from the adjacent toilet stall and emptied on Richa's face. Unprepared, Richa shuddered as the cold water hit her face like a flood and she ended up tasting a good part of it. She was disgusted when she looked at how dirty the bucket was but couldn’t do anything as Raja had already emptied it on her. Her lack of reaction kicked in the climax in Raja as he started emptying his juices inside her. Richa's tunnel were cum filled for the 2nd time in a matter of half an hour. As their peak subsided, Raja picked himself up and called Sanjay in.
“Bhai! Ye ghar kaise jayegi aise haalat mein? (Bro! how will she get home in this condition?)” Raja put his concern forward as both the friends looked over Richa who gradually got up from the messy floor but didn’t find enough strength to stand up.
“Muze ek bottle paani dijiye please! Clean water!(Could you please get me a bottle of clean water?)”, my wife pleaded them as she desperately wanted to wash her face and gargle. Raja quickly fetched her a bottle of water from his scooter. It wasn’t a fresh mineral water bottle and it was only half full but Richa took it gracefully. Both Raja and Sanjay were looking at her as she slowly got onto her feet. The water in the bottle was just about enough to wash her palms and face once and she wanted to confirm with the men if they had finished using her before cleaning herself. But Richa hesitated and took a minute before finally putting forward the difficult question. “Aur kuch kaarna baaki hai ki mein mooh saaf karu? (Are you done with me? Should I wash my face?)” Richa whispered in low voice and lowered gaze. She couldn’t look up to them as she uttered those words. The men smiled loudly at her question and that further embarrassed her. But they weren’t the sadist like (Mr. Patil or Imran or others) who would enjoy her humiliation as well. “Naahi madam! Abhi ke liye kaafi hai! Baad mein dekhte hai! (No madam, enough for today. We’ll see at a later point!)” Sanjay confirmed they had concluded their endeavors for the day. Richa felt relived as she quickly washed her palms and then used some water to wash her face. She managed to save just about enough water to gargle out once. It made her much comfortable although rest of her body was complete mess. She could feel her hairs covered with muddy and dirty water, the backside of her body was completely wet with traces of stranded hairs and all the dirty things stuck along. Her clothes were into a mess as well with her petticoat and bra into a total mess. She just managed to put on the blouse and wrapped saree loosely around. The fancy bangles she was wearing were either broken or damaged, her earrings and pendant were dirty and her wedlock was messed up too (thankfully a fancy one and not golden). She somehow adjusted her hairs using her fingers and piled up her bra and panty into the petticoat before setting herself ready to leave.
She was slightly concerned about someone noticing her exiting out of the toilet or finding out how she messed her clothes and everything. She had prepared a quick plan of walking brisk to the society entrance and then taking the stairs to climb to the house to avoid being seen. She knew people rarely use stairs at late hours and they weren’t very brightly lit either. Sanjay stepped out and did a quick survey to decide whether it was safe to move out. He didn’t find anyone in the small passage towards our society and gave a thumbs up to Richa indicating it was safe to leave. “Aap ka mobile no dijiye na madam! Bass yuhi kabhi maan kiya toh! (Can I get your phone number madam? Just in case we feel like meeting you!)” Raja spoke as Richa was about to step out. Richa waited for a split second before giving away her number and both the men instantly saved it into their mobiles. They walked behind her at safe distance until she reached the entrance of our society. The watchmen were as usual busy chit chatting and that allowed her to quickly sneak into out building. She literally rushed through the stairs and kept ramming the doorbell until I opened the door. She pushed me aside and rushed into our common bathroom and started the shower. Because of my injury I didn’t rush behind her. Instead I locked the door and then slowly walked over to the bathroom. She had completely unwrapped herself and thrown the clothes into a corner while pouring as much liquid soap on her body possible. She used a lot of water and mouth freshener to gargle and clean her mouth. I waited at the door of the bathroom patiently as her cleansing hysteria continued for well over five minutes. She smiled when she noticed me standing at the door and watching her naked body eagerly.
“So you didn’t reach the dandiya ground, eh?” I asked her as a genuine question but with a mischievous smile.
“No darling! The Holi gang! At the dirty public toilet!” she uttered some words that I wasn’t able to connect quickly. “Give me 15 minutes honey! I will be there!” she requested for her time and I walked back to the sofa. I saw her marching out of the common bathroom but rushing into our master bath. But she kept her words and was back into my laps with just a towel wrapped around her. She kissed me and started narrating the incident and I kept playing with her body continually. She shuddered even when she recollected how Raja flooded her face with that dirty water from the bucket. She was indeed shivering when she describes how it started and proceeded all the while. WHACK… WHACK… WHACK…. I gave her a series of strong slaps on her bums. “You’re one heck of a slut!” I commented and she responded with a mischievous smile. “Don’t you want to punish your slut?” she asked me as we walked towards the bedroom. I was already rock hard when she made me sat down on the edge of the bed and checked her vibrating phone. Raja had sent her WA messages thanking her initially and asking towards the end if they can repeat it the next day. Richa smiled it off when I looked at her questioningly but quickly handed me the metallic ruler that I typically use to spank her. She moaned open and loudly as I kept beating her buttocks and inner thighs before moving to her torso. The wooden ruler was replaced by a rubber chappal when I turned her around to target those beautiful melons. She showed great tolerance to take up some very strong blows until I stopped and picked her up to start smooching. It was another great lovemaking night for us.
6 years ago#46
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6 years ago#47
Super, update more