Misc. Erotica HOT WIFE RICHA

[blackdesk]

great erotic story. if the writer could start again than it will be godsend.

[nand]

great erotic story. if the writer could start again than it will be godsend.

NOW IT IS AN ONGOING STORY. REALLY "BHARATH " IS A GREAT EROTIC WRITER.

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Any chance of getting updates? Waiting for you BHARATH

[bharats1981]

Hello guys! Back with Tuesday updates!



Richa didn’t wake up until I called her around 6:30 in the morning. She was startled and started rushing through as she had to reach the training sessions on time. I had taken care of some of her chores which helped her relax a bit. When she was done with her bath and looking through closet, I reminded of the sleeveless dress again! She smiled and nodded as she pulled out an ocean blue top with buttons on the front and a complimenting black trouser. Off course the top was sleeveless, and I was sure Richa wouldn’t close all the buttons. I noticed some good number of marks on her chest along side the distinct one under her arms as she unwrapped the towel and put the clothes on. I obviously teased her over those marks! She looked attractive when she got ready with a very light makeup and minimal accessories. She gave a mouthful kiss and stepped out with her purse and folder containing training material. “Will you be late today too?” I asked her. “Not unless the trainer locates those love bites!”, she responded with her sarcastic smile as the elevator doors closed.



She took the regular premises route to reach the bus stop instead of walking through the by lanes! It was relatively early and there weren’t too many people there as she walked over. But she was surprised when she noticed Raja standing at the pan shop just prior to bus stop. She wondered if he was waiting on her or someone else as she felt he was talking to somebody. She decided not to interrupt him and walk past but failed as Raja turned around in time and saw her. She noticed his broad smile and felt bugs in her stomach. “Good morning madam!”, he walked right in front of her that made her pause. “Me aapla ch wait karat hoto.. ek bus geli atta ch…pan yeil dusri! (I was waiting for you… a bus just left the stop… but the next one should be on the way now!)”, he commented indicating his intentions to accompany her. He then boldly put his hand around her waist (only for a few seconds) and led her towards the bus stop. He was walking confidently along her side. Richa didn’t respond to anything but just walked along as they merged into the queue on the bus stop.



“Aapli nishani ahe ki nahi ajun? Baghu haat var kara zara! (Hope my (bite) marks are still there on you(r hands)! Raise your arm once?)”, Raja whispered as he leaned towards her while standing very close.



He looked slightly annoyed at my wife keeping quiet and not responding to his early morning naughtiness. They were standing last in the queue of just 9-10 people and there wasn’t anyone behind them. Raja grabbed her hand on the pretext on holding the folder she was carrying and made her raise it slightly from the folded position. “Good”, he commented when my helpless wife showed him both the bite marks one after other. He moved further closer to her and started brushing his hand to her although he didn’t dare to openly touch or grab her. Richa remained quiet largely while pretending to look away though he was sometimes standing beside her or sometimes behind. On multiple occasions, on the pretext of taking or giving her folder he was touching parts of her arms. He surprised her when he asked her to give him her water bottle and licked the opening of it while sipping water. And then she was terrified when he casually touched the pantyline over her black trousers first and then picked up under the clothes using his finger. Richa was mortified as he did that in the open public place but thankfully nobody noticed it. She turned around to indicate her displeasure but was patted on back by Raja as the bus approached the stop. He held her by her waist as they progressed through the queue and got into the bus.



The bus was largely empty as Raja dragged her towards the rear end and made her occupy the seat behind the door (the penultimate row). There was only 1 guy sitting on the last row and most of the other people accommodated themselves in the front rows. Richa pulled out her stole and started adjusting her hairs and her bosom into it. Raja, meanwhile, offered to buy her tickets and adjusted himself closer to her. Once the conductor moved back to front, Raja saw no distractions and placed his hand on her thigh first. Richa was holding her purse and the document folder on her lap and Raja’s left hand instantly moved between her body and the folder. The bus was running at some speed as the roads were relatively empty and Raja grabbed the opportunity to plant a peck on my wife’s cheek and then caress her bare arms. He even pulled her closer to him and kept his hand on her rear shoulder, tickling her continually. The guy in the last row seemed to notice but continued pretending to look away. My wife didn’t oppose him largely but was uncomfortable when Raja asked her to loosen the stole and open a couple of buttons leading to her cleavage. He grabbed her melon and gave it a tight pinch in a flash! “Ajun pahije? (Need more?)”, he calmly asked her to hint that she will be pinched more on her soft parts if she refuses. Before she could respond, she received another one on the waist. “Ughad nahitar bot ghalin! (Open (the buttons) or (I) will insert a finger!)”, he warned her with a smile on his face and a finger on her lips. Richa surrendered and adjusted her stole to cover her hairs now and quietly undid two buttons of her top. She knew the bus would be crowded soon and the men would be delighted with the display of her assets.



And it wasn’t long until the last row was full, and men were starting to ogle at her. Raja placed his hand proudly around her shoulder indicating she was his! Richa mostly avoided looking at him or anyone and preferred looking outside. He attempted to talk to her multiple times, but my wife was keeping it short talks and then continued looking away. Raja wanted to show more of her, and he smartly started pulling her shirt away from the other shoulder. He didn’t make it obvious but managed to stretch it open a bit more. He was thrilled as the men standing around were hungrily eating my wife and enjoying the valley between two of her melons. Raja’s occasional pulling of her, bus’s bumpy ride provided more entertainment to the crowd until Richa saw it through. Raja wasn’t leaving her immediately as he held her firmly while they got down through rear door. Richa noticed a couple of her colleagues getting down from the bus and preferred to stay behind while Raja was still around. “Sandhyakali bhetuya ch! (We’ll certainly meet for the evening!)” Raja commented as they walked together towards her training building. He was now keeping some distance but still walking beside her. She had adjusted her clothes and did her buttons too. “Thanks! I will go from here!”, she commented indicating Raja that he should leave. The guy didn’t act smart or angered. “Sandhyakali! (In the evening!)”, he commented with a wink and started walking away.



Richa joined her colleagues and others at the training which started on time. The trainer for that day was also knowledgeable and he kept everyone involved in the training. Some of the male members were still trying to hit on Richa during coffee breaks or so but she remained largely calm and composed. She stayed careful of not raising or freeing her arms completely although she was needed to at times. Her secrets weren’t revealed though as she continued through the day. She wasn’t pissed even though she was ditched by her female colleagues as she got delayed due to a phone call. The men seized opportunity and got themselves introduced to her and Richa remained jovial as always. One of them rearranged some seating also and grabbed a table behind her. Nothing major happened though other than the men trying to impress her in breaks and the female colleagues hating her for grabbing most of the attention. They finished the day on time and Richa left with her female colleagues. Some of the men tried asking if she needed any help and all but she refused politely and walked towards the bus stop.



“Bus stop ke pahle XYZ hotel hai, uske saamne rukna! (Wait in front of XYZ hotel just prior to the bus stop!)”, read the message from Raja, Richa's man for the week.



She was thinking of walking all the way to the stop with her colleagues and then secretly coming back to avoid their suspicion. But Raja didn’t give her that opportunity as he was already standing on the way outside of that specific hotel. He noticed Richa walking towards him with her colleagues. She didn’t notice him until he suddenly appeared in front of her. “Hello, kaisa tha training? (Hello, how was the training?)”, he asked my wife confidently in front of her colleagues. Raja’s looks and appearance made Richa little nervous, but she brought a fake smile and acknowledged his question. Her friends excused themselves on the pretext of catching the bus, much to her relief. Raja placed the cold drink bottle in his hand on her upper arm and moved it down seductively making her arm slightly wet with the chilled bottle. They were in complete open and his act made quite a few men nervous. Richa was startled too and started walking towards the stop briskly and Raja followed her by holding her hand. He was now holding her quite comfortably and touching her bare arms frequently. Richa was getting nervous with his growing aggression but didn’t react strongly to make a scene. Raja had secretly touched her bums, arms, waist, shoulders etc. multiple times in split seconds over the period of 10-15 minutes they were waiting at the bus stop. And Richa's ordeal continued as they had to get into a bus that was relatively crowded with female seats already occupied. Raja was now totally stuck to her while they both stood near the front seats and he was freely handling her as if she was his girlfriend.



“Khali baslis ki 2 button open karayche! (When you sit down, you have to undo two buttons!)”, Raja whispered in my wife’s ears when he noticed a female seemed to be getting down.



Richa was relieved at getting a seat but disturbed by Raja’s instruction. She adjusted herself on the seat and Raja quickly circled her while other men found their way as well. He took off his bag and placed it on Richa's lap between her body and the folder. He didn’t bother to be accidental and placed a hand directly on her shoulder today. The men around assumed them to be a couple though they didn’t look compatible. He was slowly scratching her bare arm and trying to trickle her while also bending down multiple times to remind her to open the buttons. Richa tried delaying it but couldn’t take his pressing a lot. Yes, Raja continued to smartly place his hand in his bag and use that as a cover to press her melons. Richa carefully undid first button of her shirt and Raja instantly tried parting it. He wanted her to show her flesh to other men while she was with him. He also made Richa felt his hardness at the same time by leaning her neck against him. My wife didn’t want to make any scene and kept falling for all his demands. The crowds were decreasing, and Raja instructed her to proceed with 2nd button and my wife agreed immediately this time. There weren’t too many men around by then and in some time, they got a seat together. The bus was relatively empty, and Raja put his hand on Richa's trouser and moved in between her legs to touch her womanhood. Richa shuddered instantly although she was covered in clothes.



“Okay, no problems! 15 mins madhe kadhayche ch ahet! (Okay, no problems! Anyways you will be stripped in 15 minutes!)”, Raja commented with a broad smile when Richa tried to softly put away his hand going between her legs.

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That stuck her like lightening! She turned and looked straight into his eyes, but Raja was calm and smiling. She kept staring blankly for another few seconds, but Raja didn’t bat an eyelid. She found his hand probing her legs once again while he kept smiling and making a pout of his lips to give her flying kiss. Richa couldn’t hold off and assumed her deafeat. Raja stretched his hand and touched her partially exposed cleavage to subdue her further. “Pati ko bata do late ho jaoge! (Tell your husband you’ll be late!)”, he commanded his time. My wife instantly sent me a message that she will reach home late. I didn’t read it immediately, but she knew I wouldn’t disturb her once I do. They were merely few minutes away and Raja was now freely touching her body. He was glad that she didn’t need any persisting when they got down; she started walking towards the by lanes herself. Raja followed her as they walked through those small houses and lanes till reaching the spot from previous day. “Ikde chala! (Come this way!)”, Raja directed my wife towards the same room where she was deflowered previous day. She was pulled in the previous day, but she walked in herself today after Raja unlocked it. She sighed since it was just Raja with her but was puzzled when he tied a scarf on her eyes. The door opened almost same instance and she heard 2 or 3 men entering the room much to her concern.



“Bhai, mein 2 ghante mein aata hoon… kuch ho to phone karna! (Bro, I will be back in two hours… call me if you need something!)”, Raja informed Sanjay who was accompanied with an office mate, Alpesh and their boss, Thakkar ji.



Richa heard the door shut at Raja left the room leaving her with 3 men. The men didn’t make her wait longer as she was pulled from behind by Sanjay. He pressed her boobs first and caressed her overall torso and ask his friends to join. “Maast maal che! (She is good!)”, Alpesh exclaimed to their boss Thakkar ji as they proceeded to squeeze her melons. Thakkar moved himself to her face and touched her lips using his hands. Sanjay was now pressing her bums from behind while Alpesh focused on her bosom. The two new men were much softer whereas Sanjay tried slapping her bums couple of times. She was fully clothed, but Thakkar ji first tried to undo her third button for Alpesh while his fingers were now moving in and out of her mouth and Richa was sucking on them. He seemed pleased with her response and tried squeezing her melons in between and also touching between her legs. Alpesh, meanwhile, undid all the buttons and Sanjay pulled her shirt behind exposing her into bra. They didn’t pull it off completely as Alpesh started kissing her tummy, her chest and cleavage. Thakkar had by then started kissing my wife and make her smell the paan masala he must be chewing regularly. Richa survived that smell as Alpesh pushed her bra up over her melons freeing them up. Sanjay lowered her pants at the same time, rolling them up to her knees. Thakkar quickly grabbed a nipple of her while Alpesh was already engrossed in sucking and licking her breasts. Sanjay too was getting restless at the back and slapped her bums hard a few times. Thakkar at the same time grabbed and pulled her closer to him showing his intentions.



“Boss! Pahle aap! (Boss! You get to go first!)”, Sanjay announced offering my wife to some stranger who happened to be his boss, for hopefully no benefits!



Richa wasn’t aware off course as she was dragged to the bed. Both Sanjay and Alpesh stepped back leaving their boss to explore the possession. Thakkar must have been mid-40s, relatively maintained but extremely hairy body structure. He pulled off both his and Richa's shirt away and make her lean on his chest. Richa sensed it and kissed him slowly waiting for his reaction. He loved it but then made her sit on the bed and started smooching her. Richa has always opened her mouth for all men! And she doesn’t hold back even if the men don’t smell great. Thakkar seemed a paan masala addict and my wife accepted that as she pushed her tongue out to lick and kiss him. He was pleased and enjoyed some sloppy kissing with her. When he was content, he pulled off her dangling bra and enjoyed kissing on her areola and nips. He was seasoned as he smartly sucked one and pinched the other between his fingers, teasing my wife as much he could. “Apna mangalsutra chumte rahna! (Keep sucking your wed lock!)”, he instructed my wife as he placed the beads of her small wedlock between her lips while he stayed focused on her chest. Richa moaned a few times in between but kept her grip on the wedlock as he alternated between both her melons. He kept kissing and licking her chest, shoulders and neck before moving down to her tummy and waist. When he found her adequately involved, he pulled her up and push her mouth into his chest and ask her to kiss him. Richa didn’t disappoint as she grabbed his shoulders for judgement and then went down kissing his chest, light bite on his nipples and all the way down till member over the clothes. She didn’t realize him pushing her face into his armpits and sucked him there too!



“Ghuswano samay! (Time to penetrate!)”, Thakkar ji announced his intentions.



My wife was laid on the bed and Thakkar pulled her pants down and rolled the panties too. Richa found herself totally naked and blindfolded in some shabby room with complete strangers. He positioned her near the edge and spread her legs. He didn’t drop his pants but just pulled out his member. He was well endowed and pinched Richa's clit smartly before beginning the action. She wasn’t leaking as such but was adequately moist to enable his entry. Thakkar grabbed her by shoulders, adjusted his height and pumped my wife in one shot. Richa hissed in excitement and friction but adjusted quickly. She pushed her face and torso forward for her man to enjoy. Thakkar reciprocated and kissed her lips as he started thumping her in and out. She adjusted her legs, height and stretched herself enough to give proper angle and height. They both moved into rhythm fairly quickly! Thakkar had Richa grabbed by her shoulder and he kept pumping her deep strokes. He was fully erect and bore at least 6-7 inches with a good girth as he kept pumping her at steady pace and vigor. The other two men watched their boss banging a beautiful unknown woman nice and hard! Richa had already placed her arms around his neck and was jumping on every stroke. Thakkar maintained his steady pace and kept banging my wife for well over 10 minutes until he started reaching his climax.



“Tondat sodle tari chalel! (you may discharge in (her) mouth too!)”, Sanjay announced as he sensed his boss reaching the climax.



He was too late though as Thakkar already discharged inside my wife and collapsed on her. He lied on the bed himself and took her into his arms, pressing and grabbing her body. Both of them were sweating profusely but Thakkar enjoyed keeping my wife tightly hugged and Richa played along as always. “Tame mooh ma lese? (Will you take in mouth?)”, Thakkar asked her as he got up from the bed. “Te kayipan kasi sake che! (She does any and everything!)”, Alpesh interrupted in between and pointed to Sandesh who nodded instantly. “Boss ka chus lena! (Suck my boss’s!)”, he commanded my wife coarsely. Richa was still blindfolded but she moved down on the floor instantly and opened her mouth. “Bass sapha karo! (Just clean me up!)”, Thakkar asked my wife and pushed his member inside her mouth. Richa could taste her own juices combined with his but started her cleaning job. She got hold of his shaft and dutifully cleaned it, sucking and licking it from all sides before it was just wet with her saliva. “Tame mane badli sako che! (You can replace me now!)”, Thakkar ji offered my wife’s mouth to his employees – Alpesh and Sandesh as he pulled out of her mouth feeling totally content and relaxed on the adjacent chair. Sandesh volunteered to let Alpesh get started.



“Bilkul hilna nahi! (Don’t move!)”, Alpesh commanded my wife as he came forward enthusiastically and unzipped himself.



Richa was greeted with another unknown shaft but she continued with her duties. He wasn’t totally erect and that led Richa to grab it in her palms and continue sucking. He realized soon that the trouser was a hindrance and dropped it completely, thus giving my wife some space to showcase her skills. Richa sensed his naked groin and placed her one hand behind onto her bum cheeks and held his member firmly in the other. She continued her regular kissing, licking, sucking and tickling to get her man erected. Alpesh was a relatively heavy guy and was gaining erection at slower pace. But he was adequately excited and was getting slightly aggressive. After a few minutes of amazing oral pleasure, he proceeded to grab my wife’s hairs and started thumping her faster. He was now much harder and trying multiple angles in her mouth and reaching for her tonsils. Richa, somehow, has been well used and didn’t have too many problems accommodating his pumping. Yes, she coughed a few times and grasped for air but overall, she ensured he was pleased and prepared for the action well into 10-15 minutes of getting started. Alpesh pulled her up equally aggressively and threw her on the same mattress. Richa readied herself too and opened her legs to allow entry of 2nd member inside an hour.



“Mast hai Sandes bhai! Ekdum Khusi Khusi kar leti hai! (She is so good Sandesh(bro)! doing everything willingly!)”, he exclaimed as my wife lied on the bed in an inviting position.



Alpesh moved in between my wife’s legs but didn’t proceed to penetrate immediately. Instead he bent down and started sucking her nips and licking her melons. He enjoyed kissing and sucking her for a good minutes before engaging into kissing her waist, tummy and thighs. Richa remained quiet and allowed him to explore her body. She jerked though, when Alpesh, while kissing her inner thighs, suddenly pushed a finger into her opening. And he didn’t stop there but found her clit and started twisting it gently. Richa was moaning nervously as he started pushing a finger into her opening and twisting her lips with the other fingers. It wasn’t long before he brought Richa to the edge with his incessant kissing of her breasts and twisting of her lower privates. She started moaning and her body was twisting with every move and Alpesh was enjoying her discomfort. “Chalu kare warna te tamara para kudi jase! (start off (buddy) else she will jump on you!)”, Thakkar ji advised Alpesh when he noticed her humming in excitement.



“Chhooss saali (Suck it b!tch!)”, Alpesh exclaimed as he pulled out 3 fingers from my wife’s soaking tunnel and pushed them into her mouth and at the same time penetrated her.



Richa hissed in excitement as she locked her lips on Alpesh’s fingers and wrapped her legs around him. He gave her a few gentle face slaps to demean further and increased his speed. Alpesh wasn’t too big and Richa was adequately lubed and so, it wasn’t a hard or harsh action. But he pumped in lot of his power to make it count! Richa wasn’t particularly thrilled by his pumping but didn’t disappoint him by holding his back tightly and scratching it slowly. She sensed him to be slightly bigger and fluffy and spread herself wider to provide him more space. He loved it and started thumping her harder and kept kneading her melons! Richa raised herself on her elbows and put her face into his reach but Alpesh wasn’t too keen in kissing her. He slapped her few more times and stayed content in plucking her nips or pressing her melons. On some occasions, he pinched on her waist and tummy and at times her thighs also, but otherwise, he just kept pumping. She sensed he wasn’t going to last too long and stayed active to give him all the pleasure. He started growling in a minute or two as he was reaching his peak. He couldn’t stand due to excitement and pushed himself on the bed on top of my wife. Richa didn’t get time to adjust herself as he collapsed on top of her while discharging his juices inside. Their sweating bodies glued to each other and Alpesh almost crushed my wife under his heavy body. He lied powerless and Richa had to struggle to push him aside. He moved on the side but grabbed her again and hugged tightly. My wife survived through those few minutes before Alpesh got up from the bed.



“Ho gaya kya sabka thok ke? (Is everyone done banging her?)”, Raja entered the scene and asked the question.

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Both, Alpesh and Thakkar, were done by then and had put on their clothes. “Sanjay ji”, Alpesh suggested that Sanjay wasn’t done as they were beginning to leave. Raja gave a thumbs up to Sanjay, but he waited for his colleagues to leave. Richa was somewhat irritated when she noticed Sanjay and Raja chitchatting while she was still lying naked on the bed and blindfolded. She didn’t exhibit her displeasure though she raised herself trying to be close to the fan. “Mein jaa sakti hoon? (Can I leave?)”, she asked them politely. The duo was enjoying their snacks and tea. “Pati kab ayega? (When is your husband coming home?)”, Raja asked her while munching the warm samosa. She wasn’t allowed to check her messages and instead was asked to call me. “Hey honey, when are you getting home?”, she asked me straight away. I was quite busy, and it was showing heavy traffic on the way back to road. So, I informed her that I will take at least 2 hours. “Good! Kam se kam 1 ghanta hai aapne pass! (Good! We have at least an hour each!)”, Raja commented even before the phone was disconnected. Richa waited patiently for another 5-10 minutes until Sanjay finished his snacks and was ready to go. It wasn’t quite eventful though as Sanjay made her suck his shaft for a brief before pumping her. He is a muscular strong man and well endowed too! Richa did well as he touched every corner of her tunnel and varied his pace expertly. He had a wider reach too as he kept kissing her as well as pressing her melons hard in between. He wasn’t of a kinky category but very strong in his actions and he ensured Richa was exhausted by the end of his 15-20 minute of continuous pumping. She was sweating all over again when he discharged huge loads inside and instantly made her clean his member too. Richa was glad realizing that he left immediately after he was thoroughly pleased.



“Abhi patti nikal lo! (Remove that scarf (blindfold) now!)”, my wife was asked by Raja.



She did so immediately only to find Raja sitting in a tee shirt and short pants. She suddenly felt awkward with her own nakedness and tried covering her chest with hands. Raja’s wry smile added to her discomfort as she crossed her legs to further cover herself. “Kuch chahiye khane peene? (Do you need something to eat or drink?)”, Raja asked my wife while his eyes roamed on her flesh. My wife refused politely. She, so eagerly, wanted to tell him to get done but couldn’t express it and rather stayed looking down, looking up only occasionally. Raja was still sipping his ‘Fanta’, so my wife quietly reached out to her phone and checked messages. She messaged me to call her 15 minutes before reaching home and this time I acknowledged instantly and told her to have fun. “Puri nangi to dekh chuke hai… (Haven’t we seen you all bare?)”, Raja taunted when my wife continued covering her bosom after keeping the phone aside. Another few minutes passed without action and added to Richa's frustration. “Chala! Aaj tumchya ghari mazaa karu ya! (Let’s go and have fun at your house!)”, Raja finally shocked my wife with his plan. Richa expressed her dissent instantly and instead negotiated for same room, much to her own embarrassment. “Yaha pe kar lo na please! (Could you please do me here?)”, she pleaded in desperation to Raja.



“Ghari jau ya nahitar ithe public toilet madhe anghol karun ya! Choice tumchi! (Either we go to your home or you take a bath at the common public toilet in the slums! Choice is yours!)”, Raja didn’t really put much choice to my wife.



Richa would have preferred the option any day but was slightly concerned about walking to premises with him. She was concerned about oldies (especially Nagarkar) noticing her with him, he had already caught her with Imran and made her confess! She shivered how he would treat her knowing some men from the adjacent slums were banging her too! But she wasn’t going to have all the time and had to decide quickly. After some considerations, she chose the plan of moving to our house and requested Raja to be decent while walking through the premises. She dried herself with the stole and handkerchief temporarily and put on her clothes in hurry. Her makeup was all gone, and hairs jumbled too but she didn’t have much option with it anyways. The bigger challenge was that she had to walk towards the road from the slum towards bus stop and enter the premises through regular gates. The short cut she had taken previous day wasn’t allowed for outsiders, so, Raja couldn’t have entered from there. It was a difficult walk of 5-7 minutes especially through the by-lanes of those tiny houses where almost everyone was out of their home, and Raja was walking shamelessly closer to her. Richa tried to walk as briskly as she could until they reached the road and towards the main entrance of our premises. “Humare guest hai! (He is our guest!)”, Richa informed the security as they walked through the gate. “Please!”, she pleaded Raja to keep some distance as they walked by the garden area towards our wing. She kept looking around but didn’t locate her oldies as they walked through. Raja didn’t create any scene although Richa was nervous at the way he was ogling at some of the other ladies from the colony. He didn’t try anything until they passed through the lobby and lifts and were inside the house.



“Chalo! Ek hi ghanta bacha hai aab! Bathroom chalet hai! (Let’s get started! Just an hour to go! Let’s move to the bathroom!)”, Raja finally expressed some urgency.



My wife led him to our guest bathroom that had a standing bath and toilet vs. the bathtub. Raja wasn’t aware of our master bath as he had enjoyed Richa on holi also in the same bathroom. She gargled and washed her mouth while Raja pulled off his clothes and entered the bath. She joined him and turned on the shower with warm water. Raja poured some liquid soap on her and started massaging her body while Richa started cleaning herself too. She was mostly facing away from him, but he didn’t object and used the opportunity to slap her bums erotically. Richa didn’t mind that while she fingered herself and cleaned her groin of all the juices and washed her melons too. Raja turned her around after a couple of minutes and started kissing her. “Dayawan style?” he reminded Richa of the bathing scene from Dayawan movie and asked her to soap his body. Richa obliged and started spreading the foam on his hairy body. She covered his face, shoulders, chests, arms, pits, back and stomach before moving further down. Raja enjoyed caressing her body and pressing her tits in between. She, then, went down on her knees and applied soap on his legs and gradually moved up to his groin. His member was erect already and jumped in excitement as her hands gently soaped it. Raja loved it and pulled her closer and grabbed tightly. He also took a good amount of soap and applied on her face, pushing into her eyes too, making her close them intentionally. He then shocked her as he suddenly pushed a finger up her rear side. Richa was scared as he parted her bum cheeks and thumped a finger up her hole without any warning. She didn’t exhibit her nervousness but slowly grabbed his member instead and started stroking him furiously and gently moved his hand away.



“Bass ya var kutre! (Sit on this (toilet commode) bitch!)”, Raja groaned in excitement.



And he didn’t wait but lifted my wife and threw her on the closed toilet seat. Richa almost thumped on it but adjusted quickly to open her legs. Raja was raring to go and penetrated her in a single stroke. The water was lubricating but Raja thrusted really hard causing some moaning. He placed her hands behind and kissed her wildly and kneaded her breasts really hard. His strokes remained equally vigorous too. Richa was relieved to have him in action and tried everything on her part to keep him engaged. She sensed it to be first wave and played along, letting him however he wanted. Raja was extremely aggressive for 7-8 minutes and his kissing and kneading of her chest was brutal. Richa struggled but managed to see it through before he calmed down a bit. He was still hard and kept pumping her with same power although he stopped the atrocities with her top. He allowed Richa to grab his bums with her hand and adjusted herself to let him go deeper. She herself kept cupping her breasts or raising her torso to kiss him and let him have all the fun. She encouraged him to blast her bums and thighs also. Raja was now into a rhythm, his shaft pumping her tunnel, he kissing her lips or sucking her melons, his hands kneading her nips and spanking her bums and thighs alternatively. There was some good noise, but I think our neighbors are used to it by now so Richa didn’t care. He was teasing Richa all the while but when he was reaching his peak, he started twisting her clit and lower lips. She couldn’t hold her moans and they grew louder as they climaxed. Both of them reached the point and hugger each other tightly as Raja emptied his load inside her.



“Parat anghol aata! (Another bath now!)”, Raja winked as he gathered his breathing.



My wife smiled back, and they entered the bath second time. No instructions were needed this time as both soaped each other. Richa offered extra attention to his shaft and carefully pushed the skin back to clean it thoroughly. She massaged the limp one slowly to ensure removals of their juices and stray hairs. She used good quantity of soap while pulling and pushing the foreskin of his member and Raja loved her attention. When she stood up again, Raja hugged her tightly one more time. Their sloppy bodies caressed against each other but Richa was careful enough this time. She tried her best to avoid getting soaped on her eyes, but Raja managed to mess her face one more time. She breathed long but nothing happened, Raja didn’t try anything with her rear. She was relieved and tried to open her eyes. “Ghalu ka magun bot? (Shall I put a finger behind (in rear)?)”, he asked rhetorical question. But before my wife could react, he grabbed her neck firmly and pushed a finger up her hole another time. Aaaaah! My wife moaned instantly, and her eyes closed in anticipation. “Kya hua? (What happened?”, Raja asked her while slapping her face gently. Just when Richa opened her eyes to respond, he poked the finger up again. “Please no!”, my wife responded this time although she closed the eyes again. “ka bara? (Why not?)”, he asked her again tapping her cheeks. Richa didn’t answer this time and kept her eyes closed. Raja kept probing her and pushing the finger a bit up! He wasn’t pushing hard but he could hear Richa's heart racing! She remained quiet but her body was pulsating with every probe!



“Chala, bed var jau ya! Ardha taas tari ahe ajun! (Come. Let us go to bed now! I still have minimum of half an hour!)”, Raja announced much to Richa's growing concern.

[nand]

REPPS added .Thank you BHARATH for the nice update

[Vinukollam]

Really excited by seeing the quick update.....
. thank you so much Bharat

[ramidhaprincess]

Awesome update

[Vinukollam]

Super hot like always.....
Richa never being in to anal until now.... will it happen.... eagerly waiting

[lovekills]

Please update more. While reading the stories, i imagine myself as Richa.

[nand]

Please update more. While reading the stories, i imagine myself as Richa.

Are you woman?Exited to hear females love this story.

[Askk2me]

Please Update Bharat

[nand]

“Chala, bed var jau ya! Ardha taas tari ahe ajun! (Come. Let us go to bed now! I still have minimum of half an hour!)”, Raja announced much to Richa's growing concern.

That half an hour details are left back. Please "BHARATH" ..... waiting for you

[lovekills]

Are you woman?Exited to hear females love this story.

Yes, being a woman also, we enjoy such kind of stories. That too Bharat's narration is superb

[Vinukollam]

Yes, being a woman also, we enjoy such kind of stories. That too Bharat's narration is superb

Why should boys have all the fun ??

[nand]

Waiting for BHARATH, Please update

[bharats1981]

“Chala, bed var jau ya! Ardha taas tari ahe ajun! (Come. Let us go to bed now! I still have minimum of half an hour!)”, Raja announced much to Richa's growing concern as he pushed his finger deepest before finally pulling out. 
 
He turned the water and they finished the bath and dried their bodies. Richa walked him to the bedroom, both in the primal state. She was worried when he asked her to bend on the bed but went ahead anyways. She was resting on the bed on her elbows whereas Raja spread her legs a bit and started rubbing his shaft on her bums. She wiggled her bums seductively as he playfully slapped her bums. It was a relief for her when Raja finally located her regular opening and penetrated her one more time. She opened up further and offered him more room and raised her torso for him to grab. Raja enjoyed pulling her hairs like a horse rein and subjected her to good amount of spanking. Richa was so overwhelmed that he didn’t go the opposite way that she didn’t exhibit any resistance. She gladly offered him her melons for pulling and kneading as he increased the speed. The angle was quite acute, and he was putting in good effort to keep Richa engrossed. They were both enjoying the session and Raja could stretch for about 7-8 minutes before he discharged for the 2nd time in less than hour. Richa remained bent until he pulled out and asked her to clean. She went on her knees instantly and sucked off every drop of juice on his shaft. Raja dragged my wife with her mouth wrapped on his shaft to the living room and relaxed on the sofa while Richa continued cleaning him up. At one point, he had his legs stretched out on Richa's shoulders (like an ottoman) and she was encircled between his legs and happily sucking him although he was dry. 
 
“Bass zale chokhayche! Kahi tari pani bini gheun ya zara! (Enough of sucking! Now, go fetch water or something!)”, Raja commanded much to Richa's embarrassment. 
 
She got up instantly and looked around to gather a towel or something to put on before rushing to kitchen. Raja signaled her neither to put on anything nor gargle! So, she went all bare into the kitchen and fetched a jar of water and a bottle of Tropicana and two glasses for Raja. She placed the tray on the center table and poured water and juice for Raja. “Chips vagaire kahi nasta ka gharat, zavade? (Don’t you have chips or something at home, you slut?)” Raja shouted back. Richa rushed back to kitchen and started fumbling through the drawers. Raja walked in with a glass of juice and observed her as she searched for some snacks for him. “Ye chalega? (Will this do?)”, my wife offered some aloo bhujiya and soya sticks to him in a plate. While he was munching on the snacks and drinking the juice, Richa was instructed to gargle and wash her mouth and face. He asked her to sit next to him and started feeding her some soya sticks and bhujiya from his mouth. He even passed a few drops of Tropicana to her in same manner. Richa wasn’t particularly enjoying it and but continued without much resistance. Raja was enjoying this foody smooching and continued until he finished the snacks completely. 
 
“Udya kay ghalnar training la? (What would you wear to training tomorrow?)”, Raja asked when my wife was looking at the clock since it was almost time for me to return. 
 
“Chala! Apan baghun thevu ya! (Come on! Let us decide now!)”, he proceeded to our bedroom when my wife answered tentatively. 
 
Richa was surprised as well as agitated but Raja simply dragged her and made her open the wardrobe. “Hot mini skirt vagaire ahe ka? (Do you have any attractive skirt or short dress?)”, Raja asked my wife. But she refused politely saying she cannot wear any of that for the training. She had touch time to explain him that wearing a saree (like she had on Dandiya nights) was also not possible. Finally, he picked up a thin and relatively transparent full sleeve maroon top and a denim pants. Richa wasn’t too comfortable since it was really short and just touching the waistline of the pants, but she was commanded. Ironically, it had an open neck in a V shape that would expose her chest. But what struck Richa the most was that she was instructed not to use a slip inside. She knew it would be disaster as anyone could locate her bra inside but there wasn’t much time left for negotiation as Raja threatened that he will need to choose something else otherwise. She was running out of time and so agreed that she would go without slip. She planned to put it on in the training though which she didn’t disclose to Raja! She was hoping him to leave then so she could arrange and put on something before I show up. But he wasn’t just done! He made her call me and find out how much he had. I informed her that I could be reaching within 10 minutes and disconnected quickly since I was driving. 
 
“Good! 10 minite ahet ajun! (Good! I still have 10 minutes!)”, Raja exclaimed much to Richa's annoyance. 
 
“Please! Muze kapde bhi pahan lene hai! (Please! I have to put on clothes!)”, she almost shouted in desperation much to Raja’s surprise. 
 
He gave her a stern and disapproving look but kept his composure. Richa wondered if it would have been Imran or Nagarkar, what she would have been subjected to! She changed her tone quickly and apologized to him and requesting him to leave the place. Raja acknowledged the change and pulled her closer to the sliding in the living room. “Car disel na ithun yetana! (We can see the car approaching from here!)”, he suggested Richa signaling the approach road downstairs. She couldn’t argue anything beyond and remained quiet. But Raja wasn’t as touch or testing as Imran or some of the other men! “Aapli nishani udya sathi! (My mark for tomorrow!)”, saying this he bent down and bit on Richa's waist. She groaned initially but controlled herself although he increased the pressure. He was indeed printing his teeth on the side of her waist where the top (he had chosen) had a cut. He was hoping to see that love bite when she would wear the top tomorrow. What a kink! Richa thought to herself as he bit on both the sides of her waist. And just as she thought he was finally leaving, he straightened up and bit on her cleavage and little above. Wow! He was determined to leave his (dental) impression! He took his moment and bit her hard just above her melons and into the cleavage area! And he kept applying force until Richa moaned loudly in pain. It was indeed gruesome and left Richa in lot of pain! But she was glad that he finally left!
 
She could barely wrap herself in a towel when I rang the door. “Hola! Someone at home too?” I teased her instantly as I got in. She didn’t react and went back to cleaning and arranging stuff while I moved to get freshen up. She had put on a one-piece dress when she came in front of me. “I hope nothing inside!”, I teased her again and lifted her dress to confirm that. She pushed my hand away as we sat on the sofa. “Come to your husband’s lap, babes!”, I teased her further, but she kept me at bay as she was administering the dal-rice on the gas-stove. By the time we were at dinner table, she had cleaned herself. She spent some more time arranging everything post dinner while I was watching TV. She came and sat next to me and I placed my hand around her instantly. We were kissing within a minute and my hands were already inside her dress, openly handling her assets. She had no reasons to mind it until she noticed the opened sliding. She stopped and went to shut it off and adjust the curtain. I was somewhat hard by then and took her on my lap and made her grind me over the boxers. She started with the morning voyeurism that she was subjected to and then how the men tried wooing her whereas women called her names. She was being slapped on her thighs continuously as she kept grinding my erect shaft. She got her first twisting of nips when she had been enjoyed by Raja on return journey and attacked by Sanjay and his colleagues. 
 
We were on our bed by the time she had finished Thakkar sir and started with Alpesh ji. I kept blasting her bums as she described through Alpesh and then Sanjay. I couldn’t hold but penetrate my wife hard when she was elaborating Raja’s kinks and how he had been toying her around since a day. His fingering of her rear and then giving her love bites really turned the beast in me on and I blasted her hard. She enjoyed me going rough and encouraged more by offering her face, melons, thighs and bums for spanking. I didn’t disappoint her as we kept pumping each other before I finally discharged and collapsed on her. “Do skip the slip! You’re not meeting them all every day!”, I challenged my wife to skip the slip she was planning to wear inside that transparent shirt for Raja. She hugged me first and then asked me if I needed her to clean me. But I patted her and put her under blanket to resort for the day! I cleaned up myself and cuddled her in our bed as the tired bodies soon felt asleep. 

Cheers!

[bharats1981]

Thanks everyone for encouragement! Day 2 of 4 days training completed!

[nishanth.1986]

waiting for Day 3 Bharat.