Adultery Seducing a married lady

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Sidharth walked into the  house calling out for his friend Aneesh.

"He's not home, Sidharth" Mili said as she walked down the stairs greeting Sidharth with a smile.

"Damn, I'd hoped he would go biking with me. Well then I'll just go alone."

"You know the rules, Sidharth. You can't go alone," Mili said as she took in her son's best friend. She was still amazed by the fact that the boy she had cuddled after his mother's dead had grown into this young man. Well she had to admit to herself, that Sidharth had grown up alright, to about 6'3"with the body of an athlete, all muscle. He was handsome as the devil to and from gossip around Mili knew, he drove all the girls wild. She had watched him grow up from a shy and awkward little boy into a strong handsome man. He had the charm and poise of a man far older and looks that even made her attracted to him at times, especially when she had the chance to study his body at their pool. She had laughed it off as a desperate middle aged woman's need for some loving attention as her marriage with Simon had turned more into a friendship than a passionate relationship.

She was about to say some more, when she glanced down at Sidharth's tight bike pants and for the first time really noticed the size and shape of his package. It looked huge. She was appalled by her new awareness around Sidharth. She couldn't explain to herself, why she had become so fixated on her son's friend. she had always thought of him like another son, but for some time now she had become aware, that she now reacted more to him as a woman and no longer as a surrogate mother.

"Oh come on Aunty. The rule only applied when we were kids," Sidharth smiled.

Lost in her own thoughts Mili almost didn't hear Sidharth. She had become keenly aware, that the rumor about Sidharth was true. He was very well endowed. She zoomed out for a second fantasizing about being with such a man, then she shook her head as if to stop the wishful thinking of an older woman.

"Rules are rules," She stuttered as she once again focused on the conversation with Sidharth.

"When will Aneesh be back?" Sidharth asked as he smiled noticing were Mili's eyes had lingered.

"Later in the evening. Parth took Aneesh to a game."

Sidharth realized, that he was alone with Mili in the house, and quickly decided to seize the opportunity, "Why don't you take Aneesh's place? You're in great shape and I really want to get out in the mountains today."

"I don't know," Mili said. "It been awhile and the hills are quite steep and the roads not that great."

"I will lead the way, and you told me I needed a partner. Please be my partner, Aunty."

Mili thought about it. She didn't have anything planned for the day anyway and she would love to be in the company of this hot young jock, so she said, "Alright. But you have to wait as I go change."

"Fine with me. I'll go make your bike ready" Sidharth grinned.

As Mili turned around and walked up the stairs, Sidharth took in the sight. She did look good, in fact, for a 39 year old she looked pretty amazing. Only faint laugh lines betrayed her age. Her long black hair and blue eyes made an impact on every man. Sidharth had noticed she wore a casual choice of clothes. As she had stood before him in a simple white T-shirt, the sleeves of which finished high on her arms, the material had fitted snugly to her upper body. It was a low cut which made her ample cleavage being on display. The top was tight and the material thin enough so that Sidharth could see the outline of her bra beneath which cupped and lifted her breasts. He was struck by how large they appeared against her slimmer frame, each breast was more than a good handful, the only measurement he cared to use.

He continued to admire her from behind as she walked away. He glanced down at her ass briefly, she was wearing a pair of plain blue jeans which clung tightly to her buttocks. Her bottom was perfect, it looked like it could have belonged to one of the twenty-something girls from college, but was perhaps slightly fuller and rounder. Her legs were slim and equally as toned. Sidharth was afforded a perfect view of her perfect ass, when she began walking up the stairs. And yes, it was perfect, heart shaped and firm with a nice bounce as she took each step. And when she walked, it rocked side-to-side in that delicious way that just seems to come naturally to a woman wearing heels. In the span of ten seconds it took Mili to walk up the stairs, Sidharth was entertaining several thoughts of his friend's hot mother in various sexual acts before she was out of sight.

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Ten minutes later Mili walked out the house, turning the key and saw Sidharth had made her bike ready. "Well young man I'm ready but please take it slow in the beginning."

Sidharth was standing by the bikes carrying a small backpack. Hearing Mili's voice he looked up ready to joke back, but his eyes captured her round breasts and hard nipples pushing out the skin tight blue top she was wearing. Below his eyes roamed down her flat tummy and into her crotch area where he thought he could see her camel toe.

"I'll take it slow," Sidharth replied after some times as Mili joined him by the bikes. "Let's roll."

-

The first half an hour were fairly easy roads. There was only one car that passed them, so soon they were biking in the mountains. Mili was happy with her decision about accompanying Sidharth and loved how the banter between them was joyful almost as if they were flirting. She thought to herself, that she just should enjoy the moment and don't over think the situation.

As they reached a steep incline Sidharth pulled over and stopped. He grabbed his water bottle and turned to see Mili doing the same. "Do you want to try and peddle up it or do you want to push your bike, Aunty.?"

"Whatever you do I'll do the same," She said slightly out of breath. Mili was in good shape working out several times a week, so up until now she had had no trouble riding alongside Sidharth while talking together. In fact she was really pleased with herself.

"Peddle," he grinned, "But I'll let you set the pace and follow you."

As Mili took off ahead of him he enjoyed the sight of her firm spandex covered ass.

As they reached the top 25 minutes later they stopped. Sidharth pulled over next to Mili and praise her. "Way to go Aunty. That was awesome. You're in great shape."

Almost out of breath Mili said, "Yeah right...can we please take a minute or two before we continue."

"Fine with me. I'll use the time to take a leak." Sidharth responded as he got off his bike and walked around a tree.

As Sidharth headed into the woods Mili looked around and took in the nature. Unintentionally she looked in the direction of Sidharth. He was not completely covered by the threes, so she could see him freeing his penis from his shorts. She knew she should look away but when he pulled out his huge soft penis she almost fell of her bike. He was so much larger than Simon and was still soft. She took in the sight, then she thought to herself, "Stop it, he's young enough to be your son and you're a happy married woman. But wow..." She smiled to herself and realized that her heavy breathing no longer only could be explained by the steep climb.

When Sidharth came back, they climbed back on the bikes and headed off.

"Let's turn left at the next road," Sidharth said after a while. Some while later they pulled into a clearing where there were a small lake.

"Wow it's so beautiful," Mili said as they got off the bikes.

"I know, I found this place a year ago. I don't think many people know it exist." Sidharth said as he put down his bike on the grass. "Let's cool down in the water."

"I don't have my swim wear with me." Mili replied.

"Don't fret it, Aunty. We can keep our bike shorts on and just lose our t-shirts. Afterwards we can dry in the sun," Sidharth said as he pulled a blanket from his backpack and spread it out on the grass. He had planned this from the start and wondered if his best friend's mother would go along with his idea.

Mili was feeling really hot and thought to herself, that Sidharth had seen her in her swimwear in the pool at her house, so she wouldn't be showing him more if she kept on her sports bra and bike pants.

Soon the couple were frolicked in the water. Sidharth only wore his bike shorts and his huge member was clearly on display. Mili nipples were also on display as she only was wearing her sports bra on top. Sidharth didn't make any move to get closer to Mili, because he didn't feel it was the right time.

After some time the water was getting cold, and they got out and soon was laying on the blanket on the grassy bank.

Mili loved how relaxed she felt at the moment, so she turned around and looked into Sidharth's eyes. "So, any hot girls in your life, handsome?" She teased him as she had done several times before.

"Nope, not right now," Sidharth said.

"What??? How come?" Mili asked surprised.

"I don't think, I want to tell you." Sidharth said as he saw an opportunity.

Mili just frowned at Sidharth and kept still. Plenty of times she had used this strategy with him and Aneesh, and they had always spilled the beans.

"Okay, if you really want to know. But I can tell you right now that you're going to regret asking me," Sidharth said.

Mili just kept still.

"Alright Aunty. For some time I've had enough of teenage girls, they don't know what they want. For some time I've noticed that I'm attracted to more mature women. They are so much more secure in themselves." Sidharth said laying out the bait for his best friend's mother.

Hearing this Mili got silent for a moment. She wiggled her bottom lip side to side as she pondered about what Sidharth just had told her.

"You know, Sidharth. It's not abnormal for a young man to find an older woman sexy. Don't feel bad about it. It's normal to have those types of thoughts." Mili said as her pulse quickened.

"But I've had those types of thoughts, when I'm around you Aunty. You're thin, fit and so beautiful and you totally turn me on. You're wise, educated, sophisticated, exceptionally good-looking, and everyone adores your lovable personality. How can any girl hold up when I use you as a comparison" Sidharth said as he decided to trust his instincts. He sensed that his friend's mother could be seduced.

"Wow. Sidharth, I had no idea you felt that way about me. I'm flattered. I am really, really, flattered but I don't know what to say?" Mili said as the conversation took a direction, she hadn't seen coming. In more than one way she was intrigued. She was pleased that a hot jock found her attractive. She always knew, she was a good-looking woman, but that she could turn on Sidharth was a total surprise.

At the same time Sidharth knew what he wanted and who he wanted. He was almost shaking and kind of scared, but he was not going to turn back. He wanted this mature beauty and he got up and his elbows, looking down on Mili.

"Please, let's pretend this never happen," Mili said anxiously, as she looked her son's best friend up and down once again pausing on the massive bulge in his wet pants. She was not thinking clearly at the moment and she felt a tingling in her body that she had not felt in a long time.

Sidharth didn't reply and Mili noticed he had a look of sheer lust in his eyes. Mili started to tremble partly from fear, but partly also from a strange sort of feeling she began to have, a feeling of being desired.

Sidharth moved closer towards Mili and bend down with a look of pure animal lust in his face.

Mili instinctively lashed out with her arm to force him away, but Sidharth caught the arm and soon he had pinned both of her arms up above her head.

Mili was both surprised and kind of excited by Sidharth's actions. The rational part of her brain made an effort to get things back to normal as she stuttered, "Sidharth, please let me go. If you stop now I won't tell my hubby."

Sidharth said nothing as his face were inches from hers and his bulge rested up against her spandex covered thigh. He began to slowly grind into her and said softly, "Mili please forgive me. I've tried to hold back for so long, but now I can't keep my feelings at bay anymore. I need you, I need to be with you."

Once again Mili tried to resist, "Sidharth, please stop. I am a married woman. I have a family I can't do this."

Sidharth continued to grind up against her as he started to kiss her on her chin moving along her jawline down to her slender neck and then moved to her chest, using his tongue to explore every inch of her that he could.

Mili felt, how her body began to respond to the young man's aggressive behavior. Even as she tried to resist, she felt how she began to get wet, her breasts started to swell and her nipples began to harden as Sidharth continued to caress her with his tongue.

Sidharth sensed, how close he was to make Mili accept his advances, so he moved down to her breasts and she involuntarily moaned as he began to suck on her nipples through the thin fabric of the sports bra. He released her arms and pulled her bra off revealing her breasts. They were swollen with lust and her nipples were hard. Sidharth started to tease the nipples with his tongue and then blew his hot breath on them.

Mili didn't know what to do. On one side she knew this was so very wrong, but on the other side she felt more alive now, than she had done in several years. Deep down she was excited, that she could make a young man want her so much, that he was willingly to throw away everything for her. She began to moan as Sidharth continued to stimulate her pleasure points, and without realizing it she began to grind her hips back against his bulge.

"Sidharth please stop this now," she moaned softly trying to hold onto her fidelity to her husband, "We need to stop now."

"Just a little while longer please Aunty" Sidharth replied as he began to massage her breasts as he suckled on them.

Mili was getting more and more aroused by this. She didn't want to fight her feelings anymore so she moved her hands from above her head and began to stroke Sidharth's hair as he continued to lick and suck on her full breasts. Mili felt how waves of pleasure began to rip through her as she was brought to orgasm by her son's best friend.

"Oh, my...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Sidharth, Pleaaaaaaaaaaaase," the Bengali hot housewife cried out as she came.

Sidharth let go of Mili and moved around on the blanket, so he was kneeling down in between her legs.

"Sidharth, we shouldn't have done this and we must stop now," Mili whispered frightened by her own body's reaction to Sidharth's caress.

"Just a little while longer," Sidharth replied as he began to kiss her stomach and her navel while rubbing his hands up and down her athletic thighs. Mili felt how her body began to respond again and she began breathing deeply.

"Sidharth, please" she moaned, her eyes glazed over now with lust.

"Just let me taste you first Mili. I need to taste you." He feverish responded.

Mili felt her pussy begin to tingle, she knew it was wrong and she knew she would lose control so she tried to resist once more. "Sidharth, you're almost my son. I've known you since you were a little boy, so let's please stop right now. I am a married woman and have never committed adultery, so please stop," she begged.

Sidharth ignored her as he continued his onslaught and moved down to her pussy. Gently he began to use his tongue through the light fabric and said, "Please Aunty. Just one taste."

Sidharth was so excited at the moment, that he wouldn't stop...no matter what. All that separated his tongue from her pussy was a thin piece of spandex and he sensed Mili was beginning to weaken.

Mili didn't know what to do. She had tried to fight it off, to fight off the passion and the burning in her loins. It had been a really long time since she had felt anything like it. Her body screamed at her brain and she could no longer stop it, she needed it and needed it now. "Alright baby..." she cried out.

Sidharth pulled down her spandex to reveal her glorious sex. He was kind of surprised she was groomed down there. He hadn't thought about it much but was thrilled to see Mili was shaved down to a landing strip. Sidharth noticed, how her lips were swollen and her clit was easy to find, protruding between them. He spread her legs apart and began to gently lick all around her inner thighs and softly caressing her lips with his tongue. He teased her wet pussy and Mili gasped, arching her back.

"Wow, she had a hair trigger. This is so cool," Sidharth thought to himself as he rubbed her clit in little circles and two fingers easily fit inside her slippery pussy. The third finger was a very tight fit, but Mili seemed to love it, shoving her pussy up into his hand.

Mili was losing control and she knew it, but she didn't care she wanted this more than anything right now. It had been a long time since she had felt a mouth on her vagina. As Sidharth continued to lick her she moaned "Oh don't stop baby...don't lose it Sidharth...baby yes." She was getting closer to another orgasm and began to grind her pussy hard into Sidharth's mouth all the while moaning "So good baby...don't lose it...good boy...eat me good."

"Yesssssssssssss I'm cummmmmmmmming," the hot mature woman shrieked as she experienced another climax.

With the beautiful bong woman writhing about on the blanket beneath him, hips arching as spasms rocked her sexy body, Sidharth eagerly lapped up all the honey that she was feeding him while climaxing in his mouth.

"Ohhhh ...ohhhhh...Sidharth...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he heard his friend's mother pant out in the throes of a mind-shattering orgasm.

As Mili swooned and slowly drifted back down to earth, Sidharth pulled off his shorts and his long hard monster sprung free. He then shuffled up into position and greased up his thick cockhead before giving her his thick piece of meat.

Cunt lips flowering open under the relentless pressure of Sidharth's thick manhood, Mili sucked in a breath of air as she realized, what was about to happen.

"Sidharth, please stop I'm scared," she whimpered.

"There is nothing to be scared about Aunty. - no one is around. It'll be our secret," Sidharth said as he grazed his large cockhead with her juices.

"It's not that..." Mili whispered and after a small pause continued looking down between her full breasts toward his cock, "It's your penis Sidharth. Partho is the only lover I have ever been with and, well... you are very very large."

Hearing this just fueled Sidharth's lust for making Mili his, so he tried to calm her down, "It's alright Mili, we'll take it very slow and we can stop anytime you would like to." With that he took her hand and move it down toward his long, thick shaft.

Mili was very tentative about touching her young lover. She just couldn't believe, that this handsome teen was the possessor of a specimen that would make any man proud. He certainly was well-endowed that her husband, that was for sure...and by far! Both in thickness and in length! Mili caressed Sidharth's cock and her inhibitions once again melted away.

She positioned the head at her opening and smiled a little fearful at Sidharth. Using both hands Mili fed the very tip of Sidharth's penis into her hot, wet cunt. Both of them groaned as they felt the contact.

"Please take it slow," she looked into his eyes as she spoke.

Sidharth took charge and began to lean forward and put more weight onto his married lover. Slowly, so slowly, his immense cock head spread her cunt lips apart. Farther and farther they stretched until Mili feared that they might split from the pressure. But they didn't, instead they snapped over the rim of his dick head and his unbelievable thick shaft began to slowly slide into her. Inch after inch penetrated her sopping wet pussy as she groaned and moaned in excitement.

Sidharth had been fantasizing about this moment at least a thousand times, but none match the reality. He pushed again and Mili took another inch of his cock. He could tell this was going to be a tight fit, but had no intention of stopping as he heard his friend's mother moan and he pushed further forward feeding her another inch of his long thick shaft.

Sidharth smiled as he looked down on his married lover. Her body showed her desire, as her nipples were rock hard and her cunt muscles were holding his cock almost vise-like. He bend down and kissed her. Mili let out a huge moan and responded as she pressed her tongue inside his mouth.

Mili's arms had found their way around her young lover's neck, and her eyes were now filled with both fear and desire. She looked down between her gently swaying breasts to see the progress and was surprised, his shaft still had inches to go before he was buried inside of her. "Oh, Sid...so big..you're so bigggggggggggggggggg! Ooooooooooooooo!" she cooed as her son's friend expertly speared himself into her.

Giving the moaning married woman a deep passionate kiss, feeling her pointed tongue battling with his, Sidharth leaned into her and slid even more of his boner up into her. It was now quite tight and he correctly suspected that he was slicing up into virgin territory at this point. Breaking the kiss, he tongued her ear and whispered "Oh, Aunty., just as I dreamed, so soft, so beautiful and so fucking unbelievable tight!" Chuckling inwardly to himself over his conquest of this hot mature woman, Sidharth thrust his thick boner into the beauty's snug little cunt.

Now Mili did everything she could to help her young lover enter her. She was trying to keep herself from being split open by his huge organ as she spread her legs wide apart to help Sidharth push his huge cock more deeply into her with each stroke. "Oh, God Sidharth. I love it, don't stop," Mili moaned, "I love the way you cock feels in my vagina. I love it...I want it in me...aarrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhh!!"

Sidharth grasped her soft legs and raised her toes until they were high above him, so she was under his complete control. As he continued to thrust his cock deeper and deeper into Mili, she began to wail and her pussy clenched tightly around his cock. He smiled down at his friend's stunning mother as he felt how his huge pole finally bottom out in one of the most beautiful women he had ever known. Sidharth made his strokes deliberate, long drawn out penetrations repeated again and again with a tantalizing rhythm.

Mili could feel, how she was losing herself and Sidharth groaned as she began scratching his back her long nails responding to his powerful thrust inside her pussy. Mili hooked her slender legs around his thin waist to animate her young lover even more. She felt, how her actions spurred Sidharth on, as he began to pound into her even faster. She began to wail, while she was writhing and twisting under his powerful muscular body. Her heaving breasts were covered with sweat, and were bouncing back and forth as he used his massive hard-on to nail her to the ground.

Sidharth was now pounding into Mili with abandon, and she was bucking back at him, while screaming and clawing his back with her nails leaving scratches. Sidharth rose off his elbows and pushed himself up and looked down at his married lover's full round tits, bouncing around. Her thick, pink nipples were swollen and pushed out invitingly from the wide, dark circles of flesh that surrounded them. Sidharth bent his large frame and took one into his mouth, biting it lightly, teasing it with his tongue. Mili moaned and arched her back upwards. Sidharth bit harder, sinking his teeth into her skin.

This pushed Mili over the edge, and with a scream of delight, she arched high into the air, stiffened, and exploded into orgasm. Her body spasm and twisted as an overwhelming current of pure, carnal pleasure ripped through every nerve in her body.

Sidharth looked down at this gorgeous, married woman and felt a huge spasm in his balls. He could sense, he would cum in a matter of seconds, so he really began to jackhammering into her with his long, hard shaft. Soon he reached his climax and speared his long pole deep into Mili's pussy and unleashed a torrent of sperm into his friend's mother's womb, filling her hungry cunt to overflowing. He pumped a few more times until he finally finished erupting into her womb claiming every inch of her pussy as his own.

Sidharth moved around, so he was on his back with Mili on top of him. His huge tool still buried deep inside her married pussy. Both breathed heavily. For several minutes, they just tried to recover from their exertions.

-

Coming to after literally being fucked out of her mind, Mili crossed her arms to cover her nakedness, she looked about as she sat up shivering upon the blanket. She lifted herself off Sidharth and felt how his jizz streamed out of her pussy. Realizing where she was and what she had done with the handsome young jock, Mili was filled with guilt in having violated her marital vows for the sake of sexual pleasure. She quickly got down to the lake. She tried to wash all the sperm out of her sore vagina, when she heard Sidharth join her. As she felt his hand in her shoulder, she just said, "Please don't touch me right now."

Sidharth did as asked and soon after they were both dressed and back on the bikes. Without talking they made it home and Mili rushed in without saying goodbye.

As Sidharth started peddling home he just grinned. He had fucked his friend's married mother and during the act she had clearly loved it. 

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After a hard time at the football game , sidharth planned to relax at Mili’s home as his own father was away at a business tour and Milli’s hubby was out for a nightout with his old friends.


Sidharth  had crawled into the hot tub and let the warm water relax every tense muscle. He felt his neck and back loosen and the headache that had been building started to go away. He leaned his head back and started to doze off. But when he noticed Mili  coming out from the house he jerked awake and got up.

"Don't get up Sidharth ," Mili  said as she walked towards him but then gasped and stared at him.

Sidharth  realized what had caught his friend's mother's eyes. His wet shorts left nothing to the imagination. The wetness of his shorts suit made it cling to his body, and Mili 's eyes had stopped at the front of the suit. It was clinging to his huge package.

Mili  was stunned by the size of Sidharth 's penis even in its flaccid state. She had tasted it just few weeks ago and she remembered her earlier thoughts about Sidharth  and started to blush as her legs trembled.

Sidharth  decided to take a chance, so he said, "Thank you for doing this for me, Aunty . I've never felt so sore in my life. I feel like an old man."

Mili  became aware of the fact she was staring at Sidharth  hot body, so she tried to hide it by saying, "Get in the tub it'll make you feel better."

"I hope you're right. My neck and back are still killing me. Maybe you could join me and massage my neck and shoulders so they could start to loosen?" Sidharth  asked.

"But I don't have a suit," Mili  stammered.

"Just use your underwear like me. I'll promise not to look," Sidharth  smiled and turned around.

Mili  was indecisive at first, but then thought to herself, that Sidharth  probably only saw her as an older woman, so she pulled her dress over her head and was standing only in her underwear.

Sidharth  glanced around and just couldn't believe what he saw. Mili  wore a laced green bra and matching green panties. Those big, luscious tits of hers were barely contained in the skimpy material and the panties was molded to her mound. As Mili  crawled up into the hot tub Sidharth  noticed there were a little wet spot on her panties, "Interesting," he thought to himself as he turned around and was seated with his back towards Mili .

Mili  turned on the tub jets and got down leaning against the wall when she felt Sidharth  back up towards her, invading her personal space. As she felt her large breasts brush against his back she started to tremble.

"Aunty . could you please massage my back and neck. I took a pretty hard hit today and it is killing me," Sidharth  said and looked forward to feel her hands on his body.

"Alright, but this have to be a secret between me and you."

"Deal, I'm so sore I'll agree to anything Aunty ."

Mili  surprised herself as she started a very gentle massage of Sidharth 's neck and shoulders. As her hands gently kneaded his sore muscles she was in awe of his great body.

Sidharth  enjoyed the massage and he was moaning at the pleasure of the moment, "Oooohhhh, Aunty . it feels incredible. You have got such soft talented hands."

Mili  started to relax as she continued to rub his neck and shoulders. Unconsciously her hands also moved to Sidharth 's front rubbing his muscular chest.

Feeling this Sidharth  moved closer to Mili . He wriggled up between her legs and the movement forced her legs to spread open just a bit further, and causing the inner part of her thighs to rest against his hard outer thighs. As Mili  just continued the massage Sidharth  turned his head around and looked her into her eyes. "It feels wonderful, Aunty . Just what I need. Thank you so much," he said and then placed a light kiss on her chin.

Mili  gasped at this but continued rubbing Sidharth 's hard body. Her body tingled all over and she felt how her hard nipples were pressing into his muscular back as if they were trying to drill holes into the hard surface.

When Sidharth  felt this he once again turned his head around and whispered, "Thanks," before he kissed her lightly on her full moist lips. Before Mili  could say anything he once again was looking ahead.

Mili 's hands were now caressing Sidharth 's shoulders, neck and chest. It was no longer a massage, but she just didn't care. For the first time in a long time she felt alive as a woman and she just didn't want to let go of this feeling for a moment or two. So when Sidharth 's lips once again descended on hers, she slightly open her mouth and felt how his tongue entered her mouth. As they began to passionately French kiss Mili  moved her hands to the back of Sidharth 's head, pulling his mouth harder into hers.

Sidharth  knew he had his friend's mother right where he wanted her, and was quite confident in his seduction of her, so he decided to take his chances making an even more daring move. He moved his hands behind Mili 's back and unclasped her bra in an expert moved. Without warning he slid the bra off her breasts. He let his hands directly to Mili 's full, round breasts and squeezed gently. As he kept on kissing his friend's hot mother Sidharth  caressed her hard nipples.

Mili  was moaning and couldn't wrap her mind around what was happening. She was shuddering as she felt how the handsome teen began pinching each of her very aroused nipples. It felt so good and the way he kissed her was so exiting. She wasn't ready to stop his action yet, but also didn't know how far she would take this.

Sidharth  was wondering the same exact thing. He was excited that she didn't move to stop him. He'd been through similar situations with a lot of girls his own age and usually it meant he could go all the way. He was surprised he'd gotten this far but there was no way he was going to stop now unless she told him to. His cock was rock hard and he thought it would only be a matter of time before he was buried deep inside her hot mature body.

Mili  gasped when Sidharth 's fingers grazed her panties with just enough pressure to make her feel it. It was only then that she knew how aroused she really was. She felt how he nudged her legs further apart and she let him and his fingertips pressed harder into her mound, rubbing in a little circular motion. "God help me, I wish my panties weren't there." She moaned and bit her lip, grabbing onto Sidharth 's arm.

Sidharth  pulled her panties aside and slipped a finger inside her. Mili  moaned and instinctively pushed herself at him. Sidharth  slowly buried his finger inside her and as good as it felt she knew she had to say something. She could not let this go on like it was all okay. She opened her eyes and found her son's friend staring intensely at her, like he was studying her every reaction.

"We shouldn't be doing this," she whispered without conviction.

Smiling, Sidharth  crooked his finger inside her and stroked her g-spot. He knew he had her already. Her hips moved, like she was trying to pull him deeper while he rubbed her g-spot and he asked, "Do you want me to stop?"

"No," she sighed and laid her head back against the headrest.

Sidharth  lifted Mili  out of the water and placed her on the side of the hot tub with her feet still in the water. He leaned forward and placed his hands and lips on Mili 's right breast and sucked on it passionately. He could feel her hands playing with his hair as he switched between her luscious breasts.

Mili  whimpered when Sidharth  moved his lips from her, but she didn't need to worry. He had no intentions of stopping. He just wanted her panties gone. She lifted her butt when he tugged them down her legs and threw them aside. He slid his hands right up her legs again and rubbed her pussy anew, this time finding her clit with his thumb while he slowly fingered her. He also shifted and pulled her slightly forward so he could lean over and kiss her thigh. He could feel her trembling as he came closer and closer to her mound.

Sidharth  couldn't believe how hot his friend's mother was. She was squirming all over the place, but he had no trouble holding onto her as he darted his tongue inside her, lapping up her sweetness. She was so drenched there was no doubt she wanted him. He wiggled his tongue up toward her clit and then slipped his finger back inside her as he attacked that sensitive little nub with quick, strong strokes of his tongue. She tightened her legs around his head and her cries grew louder and higher and then she was gushing in his mouth. Sidharth  licked and sucked, slurping away as she climaxed. He felt her digging her nails into his scalp as she ran her fingers through his hair and held his face in place between her legs. He stayed in place, licking and sucking until it became too much and she pulled him away.

"Oh God, that was incredible," Mili  panted, smiling down at the handsome hunk between her slender legs. "You're amazing and it had been so long since I've felt anything like this."

Saying this out loud made Mili  feel a pang of guilt when she thought of her husband, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the rush of her orgasm. She could see Sidharth 's face was glazed and he was licking his lips like he couldn't get enough of her. She almost wanted to push his face back down between her legs again, but was a little bit unsure of what would happen now.

Sidharth  made the decision for her as he got naked out of the hot tub. He picked up Mili , lifted her off her feet and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Sidharth 's large hard member was digging into her buttock. Mili  shuddered as she felt how long and thick his cock was.

As they kissed, Sidharth  deftly maneuvered his friend's mother until his cock found her dripping pussy. In one motion, he slid into her, impaling her on his hard pole. Being stretched around him released a primal moan from Mili .

"Oh my God he's big!" Mili  thought as Sidharth 's cock opened her up. She had never felt anything like this, Sidharth  was definitely in a league all of his own. He moved slowly, just slipping in a couple of inches and then stopping, giving her time to adjust. Still, it was not as painful, as she feared, because she was sopping wet. She pushed her hips down at him, urging him deeper and felt how he was pushing his thick shaft further and further into her pussy, pulling out to the head before slowly sliding back in. Mili  gasped every time he pushed inside her and she gripped his broad, strong back. Her head hung back and her mouth was wide open.

Her body jerked with each thrust, and soon she was panting hard. Her eyes were closed, focusing on the fullness between her legs. As he fucked her, Sidharth  walked through the house until they collapsed on a bed.

Sidharth  stood at the side of the bed, Mili 's legs on his shoulders as he plowed into her mercilessly and the anklet on her left feet rubbed on his shoulder. He enjoyed the sight of his friend's mother on his bed as her breasts jiggled, their heaviness tossed to and fro by his unceasing rhythm.

The feel of Sidharth 's cock sliding in and out, the wet sounds, the weight of her breasts heaving, the depth of his thrusts all conspired to make Mili  orgasm. She moaned and clenched her legs tightly together, trapping him inside.

The way Mili  was going wild for his cock was almost enough to make Sidharth  bust his nut in about a minute, but he held out. He was determined to give her a good, hard fucking she would never forget. She was gripping his arms hard and he felt her nails digging into his flesh. Her mouth was right by his ear and her cries were deafening. She was so tight around him, they fit together like hand in glove.

He started slamming into her harder and her grip loosened. Her legs fell back to the bed and she thrust her hips up to meet his cock. The way her pussy rippled around him it felt like she was cumming constantly. His friend's mother was one of the hottest pieces of ass Sidharth  had ever had. Sidharth  began to give it to her real hard and Mili  wailed when he started drilling her that way and tossed her head back and forth while clawing at the sheets. He fucked her hard and knew it wouldn't be long now.
"Fuck that's good! Do you like that? Do you fuckin' like that?" Sidharth  growled.

"Yes! God, yes! Oh Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood," she cried.

"Fuck! Fuck! That's it! Fuck!" Sidharth  cried and he slammed his cock into her one last time, burying his shaft deep inside her as he blew his load. He gripped her legs tightly, locking her to him, desperate to keep the feeling of her pulsing around him. She was crying and thrashing beneath him and he was sure she was cumming again.

Mili  was cumming again, although sudden fear seized her heart when she felt Sidharth  cumming inside her. She was not on the pill and now that Sidharth  was emptying his balls into her she thought about it. She knew she had to push him away, but it just felt too good and besides, it was really too late anyway. Instead she just closed her eyes and let the bliss carry her away.

When Sidharth  released her, Mili  flopped fatigued onto the bed and took deep, cleansing breaths. She still felt the aftershocks of her seemingly endless orgasms twitching her limbs.

Sidharth  got down and pulled her into his embrace, her back against his front waiting patiently for her to relax. They lay on their side and he positioned his still hard cock at her opening and slowly entered, enjoying the soft, wet, feeling of her labia as they brushed the length of his shaft. He held her hips and plunged deeply into her, reaching around to squeeze her tits and fondle her.

Mili  couldn't believe he's still hard, but it felt so unbelievable good. She turned her head and soon their tongues were wrestling with each other in a passionate kiss.

Clutching the sheets as his hips gyrated, Mili  noticed the gleaming band of gold on her finger. That perfect circle, the symbol of her fidelity, burned on her hand. Guilt began to rise up in her. But the hard cock in her pussy made her forget all about her marriage. Sidharth  shifted his weight and pumped faster, driving thoughts of the ring from her mind. Her orgasm was building, rising up. He drove her into the bed and with each thrust Mili  moaned.

Her sounds encouraged Sidharth  and he drove faster, harder until her moans merged into one long wail.

He then moved them around so Mili  was on top of him. His cock came out of her with an audible plop.

As Mili  got her bearings once again she took hold of his long shaft and held it straight up so she could settle down on it. She wanted to be in charge of such a big cock. Control was key, because he was long enough to hurt her if he got too enthusiastic. She put her hands on his hard stomach for balance and slowly rode her hips up and down. Sidharth  massaged both her breasts and lightly pinched her nipples, sending shocks of pleasure right back to her pussy. Mili  got her feet under her and squatted as she fucked his huge cock. It was the only way she could feel his whole length sliding in and out of her. Sidharth  moved his hands to her hips and steadied her and she got a powerful rhythm going.

Having Mili  on top was awesome, because he could really watch her while they screwed. She was just so beautiful and he loved seeing her face all lusty like it was now. Her eyes were closed and it looked like she was intensely concentrating. He loved the way her perfect tits bounced. He wanted to hold them again, but he felt she was wobbly if he didn't hold her hips. Her pussy was squeezing him tightly every time she settled down on him. Sidharth  was so glad his friend's mother had decided to take care of him after the game.

"Yeah," he thought, "she can't get enough. He already wanted more."

Mili  cried out and fully impaled herself on Sidharth 's cock, freezing there for a very long minute. She was shaking uncontrollably and then fell forward onto his chest.

"Damn, she's sexy when she cums," Sidharth  thought as he pulled out of her. He slid out from under Mili  and moved behind her. She may had cum again, but he wasn't done yet. He was in no rush for this experience to be over. He pulled on her hips and she got onto her knees, presenting her butt to him. She had a nice, round butt that he'd always liked. It looked great in a pair of tight jeans. He pushed back into her and buried it to the hilt. He didn't have any more self control, not after watching her climax on top of him. He held her mature yet slim hips and rammed cock into her with abandon.

Mili  clutched at the bedsheets and let Sidharth  have his way with her. The sex was breathtaking and she'd lost count of how many orgasms she'd had. It seemed like the handsome hunk could go all day and she wondered if she had the stamina to keep up with him. Sidharth  was taking her to where she had never been before. Like a wave crashing on the beach, her orgasm rolled through her. A second wave followed, and a third. Mili  screamed into a pillow.

Sidharth  could sense he would cum in a matter of seconds, so he really began to jack-hammering into her with his long, hard shaft. "Fuuuuck Mili , here it comes,." he growled and with a shudder Sidharth  could feel himself explode and his cock started to pulsate inside Mili 's sopping wet pussy. He shot load after load deep into her cunt and then she collapsed on top of the bed and Sidharth 's cock slipped out from her well-fucked pussy.

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Akash  pulled up behind a newish looking Honda Civic sitting at the stop sign. No traffic, yet the driver failed to proceed. He tapped his horn to alert the distracted driver of his presence. The car lurched forward and Akash  followed in his beat up, piece of shit, pickup truck. He stepped on the gas and passed the little Civic, glancing at the car's tinted windows which prevented him from seeing its driver. The tail pipe of his truck belched a cloud of burnt oil as it pulled in front of the newer car. He knew this area well and there was another mile to go before they reached the next cross street where the driver might turn off. He let up on the gas once in front of the car and watched it catch up with him from his rear view mirror. The driver was a white female that kept looking down at the cell phone she held. Akash  waited for her to look down at the device again.

The map on Koyel 's iPhone screwed up and brought her to the wrong place, making her late for another job interview. She was lost. Her eyes quickly scanned the phone's tiny screen and then refocused on the road. The old pickup truck in front of her had come to a stop. She was going to run into it. Koyel 's foot stomped the brake pedal. She veered to the right. The Civic screeched but didn't completely stop until colliding with Akash 's old truck.

"Shit!" Koyel  exclaimed as she came to the realization she was at fault in this accident. She couldn't afford a penalty   or the higher insurance costs that would result. After a moment, Koyel  took a deep breath and finally unclenched her fingers from the steering wheel, bracing herself before looking at the damage.

As Koyel  got out of her car, the other driver, a tall, strapping, black man in his fifties, climbed from the old pickup truck she had just ran into. He looked like a body builder, huge muscles in his chest and arms bulging beneath his shirt. Koyel  surveyed the damage as the black man approached: a dent on her left fender and some of her car's paint on the truck's rear bumper which was badly bent. She looked up at the black man towering above her.

"I'm sorry. Are you okay?" she asked.

Everywhere Koyel  went, she captured eyes. Men and women desired her, invoking jealousy in wives and lady friends.

Akash  hesitated before answering, carefully considering his words as his eyes feasted on the petite, white lady  with black hair  and blue eyes  standing in front of him. She was a young, slender beauty -- couldn't be more than 32  years old, he thought -- with a nicely curved ass, perky tits, and fine facial features. He noticed the small engagement ring she wore.

"I'm not sure," he replied rubbing the back of his neck and examining his rear bumper, which had been banged up pretty good from a previous accident. The thin metal of her fender couldn't possible bend the thick steel of his bumper like that. But there was no way a young, dumb lady  like her would know that. Besides the small scuff mark, she hadn't really caused any additional damage to his already smashed up truck. "It looks like you messed up my bumper and your fender. My neck is hurting some too. Do you have that cell phone you were using when you ran into me handy so we can call the security officer and file an accident report?"

Koyel  fetched her phone and did something very unusual for her, she started crying. Usually strong and self-confident, everything seemed to be going wrong lately. she was unemployed, unable to pay her bills, and now faced a big, fat penalty   for careless driving and much higher insurance costs. It was a stretch financially with Amit 's small paycheck before, but now they certainly couldn't make it.

Akash  watched tears flow down Koyel 's face. Her hands nervously trembled holding the phone that got her in this mess in the first place. "Why are you crying like that?" he asked.

Between sobs Koyel  explained her situation, "I'm going to get another penalty   and I won't be able to afford insurance. We'll never be able to have a child."

Her crying aroused Akash  with thoughts of stuffing his gigantic, black cock into her tight, young twat -- of pumping her little pussy full with his potent cream and putting a black baby in her white belly; but she was too distraught to notice the large bulge forming in his pants.

The two sat on the curb of the lonely stretch of highway, just outside of town, surrounded by empty fields. Tall blades of grass waved in the warm summer breeze, early morning dew drying from them. An occasional car or truck whizzed by.

"Wait," Akash  said placing his hand over Koyel 's phone so she couldn't finish her call to the security officer. "Perhaps we can work something out where you won't get a penalty   and your insurance won't go up. I hate to see two young people start out with such hardship," Akash  explained now driven by appetency greater than greed.

"Really?" Koyel  sniffled, her eyes red a swollen.

"Sure, I have a friend who can fix that dent and I can probably set you up with a job. Let me see your phone."

Akash  was moving fast on Koyel . Before she had the chance to even consider his offer, its potential costs, his ulterior motives, he took the phone from her hands and called his friend: "Hi Gautam , it's me, Akash . I need to call in a favor, buddy. I'm on Highway  just east of town. A Honda Civic ran into me and the owner needs her car towed to your shop and repaired."

Koyel 's jaw dropped. The damage to her car didn't look that severe to her. "I think I can drive it," she said.

Akash  held up his finger gesturing for Koyel  to wait until he finished the conversation on her phone. "Okay, we're on the side of the road."

"It's not that bad. I can drive it." Koyel  repeated when Akash  ended his phone call.

She was right. Her car was perfectly drivable. But Akash  knew women were easily deceived when it came to cars and mechanical issues and she didn't need to know how minor the damage to her car actually was. "Are you serious? You can't drive your car with that dent in its fender. It's unsafe like that and you'll ruin your tire when you make a left turn."

Koyel  started crying again, "But I can't afford a tow truck or repairs."

Her tears caused Akash 's penis to fill with more blood, making his erection even harder. "It's either this or we file a security officer report and get the insurance companies involved. Gautam  owes me a few favors and he does nice work. Let's see how bad your damage is when he gets your car back to his shop. I bet he can fix it for less than your deductible. I guarantee he will cost a lot less money than if you take your car elsewhere."

"I don't know about this," Koyel  replied. "I just don't have the money."

"Well you need to make a decision now while I can still call Gautam  back and cancel. It's not fair to make him come all the way out here and then for you to change your mind. Either way you're going to need a tow truck. But at least my way your insurance won't go up and you'll avoid getting a penalty  . I am just trying to help you out."

Koyel  felt confused. She wanted to ask her husband , Amit , what to do, but he wasn't supposed to get phone calls while at work and she didn't want to upset him with more bad news.

Akash  sensed Koyel 's hesitancy, but the dark, primitive compulsion sparked by Koyel 's tears and originating from his swollen penis had become stronger than his urge to breathe; like a high pressure salesperson, he pushed to close the deal before she backed out.

"It may not cost much, if anything at all, since Gautam  owes me. If money is that much of a problem now, I'll vouch for and you can pay them back later," he added.

A lot of people owed Akash  favors for things he provided to them. Akash  had dabbled in a number of illicit businesses.

"Okay, I guess," Koyel  answered.

CHAPTER 2

Gautam  pulled up in a rusty, old tow truck that looked like a bigger heap than Akash 's pickup. Akash  stood up and ran to meet his friend, leaving Koyel  sitting by herself on the curb. Gautam , still in his truck, lowered his window as Akash  approached.

The two black men chatted like good friends, occasionally glancing her way and laughing, but Koyel  couldn't hear what they were saying to each other from her distance and over the chugging of Gautam 's truck. She watched Gautam  -- a wiry fellow with short, kinky, white hair atop his head -- hop from his truck and briefly examine the damage to her car. He shook his head disapprovingly and then proceeded to attach her disabled vehicle to the winch. Next to his huge friend and the heavy equipment he operated, Gautam  appeared slight. The two men walked over to Koyel  after hooking up her car.

"It's a good thing Akash  stopped you from driving your car like that," the old black man said. He grinned as if thinking about something funny -- his smile containing dark gaps where teeth were missing -- and added, "I'm Gautam ."

"Hi Gautam , I'm Koyel . Thanks for helping me out. Do you have any idea how much this is going to cost?" the lady  asked, her pretty, blue eyes  still pink and puffy from crying earlier.

"It's hard to tell just yet. Until we get that fender off, there is no way to know if any underlying damage to the frame occurred. Don't worry about that now. Akash  says he'll vouch for you."

Gautam  turned to Akash  and continued, "I'll take her car back to my shop now and get Sidharth  working on it. Unless he finds major damage to the frame he should have it drivable later today. The rear bumper on your truck looks like it needs some work too."

"Okay," Akash  replied. "We'll take care of my bumper later." He then explained to Koyel , "You'll ride with Gautam . I have some business to do and then I'll meet you at his garage."

As Akash  opened the passenger door for Koyel , it sounded like it shrieked in pain, its rusty hinges arthritic joints forced to move. After Akash  helped her into the truck's filthy cab, Koyel  sat in the tattered seat and watched the old man pull himself up into the truck. She could tell it was becoming a struggle for him as he aged.

Gautam  waved to Akash  as he drove away with Koyel  beside him and her car attached to the back of his truck. His admiration for Akash  reached an all-time high. Koyel 's beauty was even more striking close up; and her presence brought some life to his long dormant cock, which twitched slightly each time his eyes took in more of her lovely, model-like features.

After Gautam  and Koyel  headed to Gautam 's shop, Akash  went to seek medical attention for back and neck injuries he had just sustained. His story would be that the late model, blue Honda Civic Koyel  drove had left the scene. If turned in, say by the shop that repaired her car, Koyel  would be charged with felony hit and run.

CHAPTER 3

It didn't seem to take this long to reach them after Akash  called Gautam  on her phone; but Koyel  was upset and not paying attention to time. Gautam  drove slowly and took a detour back to his garage while uneasiness festered in Koyel . She had never spent much time around black people and the old man's body odor added to her discomfort. His eyes kept wandering up her legs and staring at her breasts each opportunity he got to take them off the road. The more she thought about it, the more precarious her situation appeared. But she couldn't just demand for him to stop and give her car back. She felt paralyzed by an inability to act and sat silently as Gautam  drove to their destination -- wherever that was.

Gautam 's garage sat in a part of town where white folks were rare and Koyel  had never visited before. Her fear subsided some when they arrived. In five hours Amit  would be off work; she planned to call him and let her husband  know what had happened and where she was.

Gautam 's place looked more like a junk yard than a repair shop, with cars and their parts strewn about in overgrowth and a tall chain-link fence with barbed wire on top surrounding the property. Two large Doberman Pinschers with spiked collars around their necks, appropriately named Demon and Savage, ran to Gautam 's truck as it pulled up the driveway. They angrily barked and snarled at Koyel  when she opened her door. Koyel  froze with fear.

"Demon... Savage: heel!" Gautam  thundered in a tone that didn't match his stature and sounded like it came from a big, Nazi drill sergeant. The dogs cowered to his feet. "Get out of here you mangy mutts!" he yelled. At his command they scurried away like scared puppies. Koyel  suspected the dogs reacted that way from cruel treatment. In a volte-face, Gautam  politely smiled and helped her from the truck.

They walked into the garage where the smell of oils and solvents hung in the air as thickly as Gautam 's body odor in the truck. A young, black man, around Koyel 's age, dressed in denim coveralls with grease stains on them, worked under a car on the lift. Gautam  barked like one of his excited dogs, "Sidharth , bring this young lady's car in here and get to work on it right away. She was just in an accident, and needs it fixed now."

From his broad shoulders, Sidharth 's lean body narrowed down in the form of a "V" with muscular pecks, biceps and buttocks his baggy coveralls poorly concealed. He performed quick repairs and quick paint jobs on cars. He also dismantled a few stolen automobiles for Gautam  who used them for parts. Sidharth  didn't ask questions, but somebody made his boss more volatile than usual. He looked over to his boss yelping and saw a beautiful white lady . "Wow" he muttered under his breath, his mouth forming a smile of bright teeth that contrasted his dark skin. His eyes black like obsidian lit up at the sight of Koyel .

CHAPTER 4

Koyel  sat in a waiting area that consisted of a table and several plastic chairs in the corner of a small room. A number of disgusting lady ie magazines -- Hustler, Barely Legal, Oui, and Penthouse -- covered the table and momentarily brought back the uneasy feeling she had experienced while riding in Gautam 's truck. A layer of filth deposited over the years from the bottoms of mechanics' shoes darkened the white terrazzo floors worn by traffic. A television that only received one boring channel was mounted to the wall. With nothing to read and her cell phone out of charge, Koyel  passed the day in the dirty waiting area at Gautam 's garage watching stupid shows on the television.

Sidharth  started working on Koyel 's car. The damage was minimal but his boss explained the situation. Sidharth  would have it fixed late that day -- after Akash  returned -- even though it could be repaired sooner. Except for the dent in her fender, her car appeared immaculate inside and out. Even the contents in her glove box were neat and organized as he went through them curious of her personal life. He found the papers from the dealer where she purchased the car in an envelope: a bill of sale and completed credit application. She lived in a nice part of town and had just turned 21-years-old, a year older than him. Sidharth  believed cars resembled their owners. He imagined Koyel  looked as flawless under her clothes as her car looked under its hood. A lady  perfect as Koyel  was as easy to win as the lottery. But Sidharth  couldn't help fantasizing about taking Koyel  for a spin, and putting his piston in her well-oiled cylinder anyway.

A service counter with a cash register and telephone sat at the far end of the room where Koyel  waited. A door behind the counter led to the garage. The door opened and Sidharth  came in pretending to look for something. From this location the young stud had a perfect view of Koyel  as she watched the television. Her silky, black hair , the color of shiny rust, flowed down to her shoulders. Her shapely breasts were not excessively large, but filled her white blouse nicely. Her tight, black skirt, which reached just above the knee, revealed a slim waist and long, smooth legs she kept crossed. But her face was indescribably beautiful with large, luminous, blue eyes  that looked like they belonged to a cat, high cheek bones, a little nose, a narrow chin, and full lips. Sidharth  stood undressing Koyel  with his eyes, imagining her naked like the models in the porno magazines on the table -- magazines he took to the bathroom and wacked his monster sized penis off to three times a day. Sidharth 's cock got hard as he stared at Koyel . He had broken up with his lady friend over a month ago and was tired of jerking himself off.

Gautam  walked from his office down the short corridor to the waiting room and saw Sidharth  leering at Koyel  and grabbing his coveralls to adjust his very large penis. "What are you looking for?" Gautam  asked, knowing good and well what Sidharth  was up to.

"I'm looking for the keys to her Civic," Sidharth  nervously replied.

"I gave them to you, cretin! Get back in that goddamn garage and get her car fixed." Gautam  barked.

Although Koyel  disliked Gautam 's tone, she was thankful he chased the guy away. She pretended that she hadn't noticed Sidharth  staring at her, but from the corner of her eyes she saw his blurry image standing there grabbing his crotch. The entire time she had concealed how uncomfortable he made her feel. She never had an interest in black men before, and certainly didn't have one now. She was off the market to all men


But now instead of the young guy, the old pervert ogled her for several minutes. At least Gautam  didn't keep obnoxiously grabbing his penis like Sidharth  had done.

The old man could no longer get full erections, at least not without help from blue pills. However, the sight of Koyel  made more blood flow into his dusty prick without Viagra than it had received in a long time, which rekindled Gautam 's memories of youth. How he wished he was a younger man again. Like Sidharth  now, at one time he could get boners from a simple breeze. Gautam  thought how this gorgeous, white chick must be torture for the poor kid.

The phone rang, diverting Gautam 's attention. "Gautam 's Garage," he answered.

"Don't say my name," Akash 's voice carefully instructed him from the phone. "I'm at the hospital and the security officer are taking a report. They already took a paint sample from my bumper but I didn't give them her license plate number or description. Make sure you keep her there until I get back."

"Sure, we can take care of that for you," Gautam  said with that same funny grin he gave to Koyel  when he introduced himself to her -- the one that exposed his missing teeth, a semi-toothless grin. "Bring her in and we'll fix her up. We're open late tonight."

Gautam  hung up the phone and went down the corridor back to his office -- probably to look at some nasty magazines, Koyel  thought.

By five-thirty Koyel 's car still was not finished. She was about to ask if she could borrow the phone so she could call Amit  to pick her up when Akash  walked in.

"They finish your car yet?"

"No," Koyel  replied shaking her head.

"Gautam ?" Akash  yelled down the hall. "What's up with her car?"

Gautam  emerged from his office, "Let me go check."

He went out to the garage and for a few seconds, only Akash , Koyel , and an awkward silence filled the room. Unlike the other two guys, Akash  knew how to work a lady  like Koyel . He knew not to come on too strongly at first and to wait until the time was right and her defenses were down. He checked Koyel  out without her realizing it.

"Okay, he's finishing up right now," Gautam  explained coming in from the garage holding paperwork for the repair. "Let's go back to my office and hash this out."

The apprehension Koyel  had experienced off and on throughout the day -- when she had ridden in Gautam 's truck, when she had noticed the hardcore, pornographic magazines on the table, every time Gautam  and Sidharth  had taken turns ogling her, when Sidharth  had fondled his crotch and Gautam  had given her his semi-toothless grin -- returned again like bad indigestion. Yet her conscience compelled her to follow Gautam  down the hall with Akash  close behind her. They had given her a tow, repaired her car, trusted her to pay them back without getting insurance companies or the security officer involved. Now it was time for her to return their good will, Koyel  thought, ignoring the anxiety she felt in her gut.
Gautam 's office appeared neater and cleaner than the rest of his business, but was still beneath Koyel's standards. Half of his large, oak desk was covered under a mountain of papers: old receipts and letters, statements from his banks and creditors, and utility bills that he let pile up. Every six months or so, when he got around to it, he went through it all, filed the important stuff, and threw away everything else. And then like a volcano made of papers, it would re-form.

To her relief, Koyel  didn't see any erotic magazines in his office. But her suspicion had been correct nonetheless -- he had hidden them in his desk.

Two antique chairs made of oak with a dark, worn finish faced the desk. Everything in this place: the waiting area, the customer service counter, the terrazzo floors, Gautam 's oak desk and the chairs across from it, seemed to display the same depleted look that could almost pass for a purposefully planed motif, which of course it was not. Koyel  sat in one of the chairs, but Akash  remained standing beside the other. Gautam  sat in a torn, but comfortable leather chair facing the two.

"There was some damage to the frame of your car which Sidharth  repaired," Gautam  explained. "We also replaced your fender and painted it. Since I'm doing this as a favor for Akash , I'm only charging 2,8000/-."

Koyel  looked at Akash , her eyes welling up again. "I don't have 2,8000/-. I don't even have a job right now."

"Now take it easy, madam" Gautam  said. "Akash  is vouching for you. But you need a job to pay us back and it just so happens that I need someone at the customer service counter to answer the phones and ring up customers. I'm willing to pay you 6000/- per week cash under-the-table. You can probably pay the entire bill off in three months."

Koyel  didn't feel comfortable with this proposition. The money was enticing but the way Gautam  and Sidharth  both looked at her gave her the willies.

"Uh, I'm not sure. Can I think about it for a day or two?" Koyel  asked.

Akash  again detected her hesitancy. He knew she needed money. They were close to a deal and he didn't want to use his trump card, the hit-and-run felony charge yet.

"What are you not sure about?" Akash  chimed in. "That's a damn good deal – 6000/- under-the-table. If she doesn't want the job, I'll take it, Gautam ."

The two men laughed and Koyel  gave a nervous giggle. She felt pressured.

"I'll tell you what; you seem like a well-spoken young lady that will bring some class to this place. I'll go to 6500/-  per week, but that's my final offer."

"Wow," Akash  remarked.

This all seemed so similar to when Koyel  sat in the car dealership negotiating for the Civic. But 6500/- per week was a lot of money, at least to her. Her car payment was a month behind, her auto insurance premium was past due, and she needed to pay Gautam  back. Again her conscience helped in her decision. Akash  had been kind. The security officer would have given her a penalty   for careless driving and her insurance would have gone through the roof since this was not her first accident.

"Okay, Mr. Gautam , I'll work for you."

The three of them smiled and laughed again, Gautam  with his semi-toothless grin and Akash  with several gold crowns on his teeth. Gautam  quickly handed her a paper to sign. "It's just saying the service was performed to your satisfaction and you agree to pay us for the work performed," he still chuckled, wiping a tear from his eye. Koyel  signed it.


The three men waited behind and gathered in Gautam 's office after Koyel  went happily on her way, in her perfectly repaired Civic, back to her husband .

"Okay, Gautam , how much did the repairs really cost?" Akash  asked.

"Maybe 8000/- if we had used new parts. But I had a fender lying around from another Civic that went through the chop shop a few months back." Gautam  then asked Sidharth , "How many hours you work on her Civic today?"

Sidharth  shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, maybe four hours total."

"Yea, and that's including all the time you spent trying to get a sniff of her pussy." Gautam  quipped. "This kid must have blue balls. Since he broke up with his lady friend a month ago, he's been jerking off three times a day, and that's just when he's here at work. At most the repair cost 2000/- with his labor included."

Akash  sat stroking his chin pondering his scheme. He ran multiple scenarios through his mind, his thoughts sharper, more rational, with Koyel  now gone along with the throbbing erection her tears had brought him. As badly as he had wanted to fuck Koyel , it would not be prudent. It would be far too incriminating if he had sex with and possibly impregnated the same person who committed the hit and run on his truck. On the other hand, it would be quite plausible to a judge and jury if Koyel  initiated sex with Gautam , or better yet, Sidharth , in exchange for fixing her car so the security officer wouldn't find out. Of course he hoped they would not have to turn her in. Hopefully, Koyel  would acquiesce and let Sidharth  stick his cock in her. Sidharth  was closest to Koyel  in age, and had the fewest ties to Akash , making him the best candidate for the privilege of fucking her. "How would you like to have a white lady friend?" Akash  asked Sidharth .

Sidharth 's eyebrows raised, his big, white teeth revealing themselves in his grin. "You mean that hot, white chick whose car I fixed today?" he asked incredulously.

"Who else have we been talking about, stupid?" Gautam  interjected.

"Shit yea!" Sidharth  replied.

"Listen, you can't jerk off anymore. Do you understand?" Akash  asked. "We can't risk you going soft on her when she fights it, and she will fight it, at least the first few times."

Sidharth  nodded in reply.

"She starts tomorrow which is Wednesday," Akash  said to Gautam . "Don't pay her until next Friday after we have a little chat with her and Sidharth  fucks her."

The three men sat quietly for a few moments while Akash  looked up and stroked his chin more in further thought. Akash  understood the female psyche more than most men. She had chosen a mate in her husband  and she might not be on the pill since they were getting married soon. When he had spoken with her after the accident, Koyel  gave Akash  the impression that she and her husband  would immediately try to start a family. Her primal female instincts would fight to protect her precious eggs from all except him.

"Do you use condoms with your lady friends?" Akash  asked Sidharth .

"Not unless they insist," Sidharth  responded. "It doesn't feel as good with them."

"I'm with you on that," Akash  said patting Sidharth  on his back. "Do you want to use them with Koyel ?"

"Not if I don't have to. Why?"

"I don't think she is on birth control since she is married . If that's the case and you want to enjoy her bareback, you better convince her from the very start that you've had a vasectomy; otherwise she will never let you near her without a rubber. A lady  like Koyel  doesn't get pregnant out of wedlock or illegitimately. It will just make things easier if you tell her you got a vasectomy after knocking up a few lady s and your done having children."

Sidharth  thought about what Akash  said. "That's not too far from the truth, at least the part about knocking up a few lady s, but this is a different situation. She is not like the lady s in the hood. What if she really does get pregnant?"

"No, she is nothing like lady s from the hood. That's why you must absolutely convince her you're safe. She is married. If she gets pregnant she will think the baby is her husband's, which it may be. Being her baby's daddy, though, would have benefits if you wanted to stick around and be with her." Akash  beamed, "If not, you'll have plenty of time to skip town."

The conversation made Sidharth  hard. He reached down and repositioned his cock. Already his huge testicles ached. It would be a long ten days, but that white lady  would be worth every moment of abstinence.

"Goddamn that's a huge black snake," Akash  commented. How do you keep that thing inside your pants?"

"I tuck it down my pants leg." But hard-ons are a bitch."

Gautam  interjected: "What the hell do I get from all this?"

"What do you want out of it?" Akash  inquired.

"I want 500/- from the kid every time he takes a go at her and I want to watch too."

"Let's start out with the 500/- and you can drill a hole in the wall to watch," Akash  joked. That work for you, Sidharth ?"

Sidharth  nodded.

If all went as planned, each of the three men would now get something they wanted: Akash , half the money Gautam  received from Koyel  and half the money Gautam  received from Sidharth  and whatever funds he might be able to scam from his own insurance; Sidharth , a beautiful white lady  to regularly fuck; Gautam , cheap help, eye candy, and live peep shows. Koyel  would be working for far less than she realized paying them back a good chunk of her salary for something she never received. Gautam  anticipated getting much of Sidharth 's paycheck back every week in fuck fees. They all would win something at Koyel 's expense.

"One more thing," Akash  added. "The two of you need to be a little less obvious leering at her. We need her defenses down and the element of surprise when we make our move."


Koyel  got home late but in wonderful spirits. "Hi honey," she said falling into Amit 's arms and giving him a great, big kiss.

"Somebody's in a good mood," Amit  replied. "I was worried about you. I tried calling but it went immediately to voicemail."

Koyel 's smile lit up the room. "My cell phone was dead. But I've got good news."

"What?" Amit  inquired. The job hunting clothes Koyel  wore gave him a hint.

"I got a job," Koyel  lilted, her big blue eyes  sparkling as Amit  looked into them.

"That's wonderful!" Amit  cheered with a big smile of his own. "Where did you get a job?"

Koyel  left Amit 's embrace, put down her purse and picked up the mail sitting on their kitchen table. "At a place called Gautam 's Garage."

"What are you doing at the garage? I didn't know you knew how to work on cars."

"I don't, silly. I'll be answering their phones, dealing with their customers, and taking care of their paperwork," Koyel  replied, shuffling through the stack of envelops comprised mostly of overdue bills. "No checks from Publisher's Clearinghouse yet," she joked. Amit  didn't respond to her dry humor.

"How much are they paying you?"

Koyel  stared at one of the envelopes in her hand from her auto insurance company -- a cancellation notice -- while thinking for a moment, and didn't immediately respond. She decided not to upset Amit  by telling him she had another accident. Since Gautam  was paying her cash under-the-table, she could pay back the loan, 2000/- a week, without Amit  knowing about it.

Koyel  looked up at Amit  who she always found somewhat attractive, but lacked the build and muscles the black men she met today displayed. She wasn't marrying Amit  purely for great looks, or for money, neither of which he had in abundance. She was marrying him because they were kindred spirits who transcended physical attraction. "They're starting me at 4500/- a week, but cash under-the-table."

"so much cash, no taxes, isn't too bad. Where is this place? I've never heard of it."

Koyel  put the stack of envelopes back down on the table. Tired of wearing heels and sitting around in business attire all day, she wanted to change into something comfortable. "In gurgaon," she replied heading toward their bedroom to change.

Amit  followed her. "I haven't been there before, but I don't think that's a good area."

"It's fine," Koyel  sighed, the energy and enthusiasm from when she first came home now drained from her.

Amit  watched his husband  undress in front of him. She turned around and faced him in her white panties and bra made of lace, her black hair  , but shiny, flowing down to her shoulders and her limpid, blue eyes  staring into his. There weren't enough adjectives to describe her beauty.

She didn't want to answer any more questions. "Come here and make love to me," Koyel  said.

Amit  quickly took off his clothes and joined her in bed.

They kissed and hugged and touched each other's bodies in special places until the time arrived to enter her. Koyel  had just stopped taking birth control pills so she would be ready when they were married to make children with Amit . She gently reminded him to put on a condom. Amit  fumbled to put the latex sheath over his member, a barrier between them that prevented their complete intimacy. He missed the feeling of his penis in direct contact with Koyel 's vagina. He looked forward to their wedding, to the rubber barrier coming off and to their reunion once husband and wife.


Friday arrived. Koyel  drove her Civic through the open gate with barbed wire on top of it. Demon and Savage, chained to the front of the garage, lay panting next to their water bowl. The dogs growled at Koyel  a little less viciously as she exited her car and walked inside. Over the past few days they became more familiar with her, although she still couldn't approach them.

Things seemed to be going well for Koyel . She kept busy mostly answering the phone and helping Gautam  with all his papers that needed filing. Each day she felt a little more comfortable here. The lustful stares she had thought Sidharth  and Gautam  were giving her when she first met them no longer occurred. She began to wonder if perhaps she had misconstrued their looks because she had been so upset. She strolled over to the waiting area. Someone replaced all the lady ie magazines with issues of Time, People, and Better House Keeping.

Sidharth  came in from the hot garage to cool off a few minutes and sneak a few peaks at his future lady friend's tight ass as her back was turned toward him arranging the magazines on the table. He imagined bending her over Gautam 's desk and feeding her tight twat the full length of his beefy, Negro sausage. Blood quickly rushed to Sidharth 's penis. It had been three days since he last masturbated and his large balls grew heavier by the day producing more sperm. He changed his thoughts to his grandmother to control his urges.

Koyel  turned around. "Hi Sidharth ," she said, her gorgeous, bright smile illuminating the room as she greeted him, her luminous blue eyes  drawing Sidharth  into them like an object falling to earth.

"Hello, Koyel . What's up?" The erection in Sidharth 's pants began returning and grew more unpleasant as he resisted moving his cock to a more comfortable position while in front of her.

"Hey, Sidharth ," Koyel  asked drawing closer to him, her voice getting lower, "When do we get paid today?"

As she came closer, his erection grew harder, his discomfort approached pain. "We usually get paid when Gautam  closes shop." Sidharth  answered. At that moment he ached to release his cock and bury it inside Koyel , to hold her naked body squirming against his, explore her mouth with his tongue, and fill her with his cum. Instead he gave a boyish smile and went back to the hot garage to cool off.

They closed shop. Koyel  and Sidharth  went into Gautam 's office. Akash  had stopped by to visit and was bullshitting with Gautam  when they entered. Akash  rose to give Koyel  his seat. Gautam  sat behind his big oak desk, now cleared of the mountain of papers, thanks to Koyel , and handed Sidharth  an envelope filled with money. But he did not have another envelope for her. "Since you started this week, I'll pay you next week," he explained with his semi-toothless grin. "I usually hold a week's pay in advance."

"Is there any way you could give me an advance?"

Gautam  looked over to Akash  standing behind Koyel 's chair. He gave Gautam  a slight nod. "I think we can arrange that. How much do you need?"

Koyel  looked down and hesitated, building courage to spit out the amount -- "4000/-."

"4000/-? You didn't make that much this week." He pulled his calculator over from the edge of his desk and punched numbers into it. "You worked three days, which only comes to 3900/-."

"I know," Koyel  whined like a little lady . "But they cancelled my car insurance."

Gautam  leaned back in his torn leather chair, his beady eyes darting around the room as he thought. The lady  obviously had financial problems that could work to their advantage. If her car insurance was cancelled, she was likely late on other bills as well. Keeping her indebted to them while still in need of money would offer even more leverage with her.

"But you already owe 2,8000/-. I can give you 2000/- now and 2000/- next week. Will that help you out?"

It wasn't as much as Koyel  needed, but she could at least start paying some of her bills. "Thank you, Gautam . I appreciate this."

******CHAPTER 8********

The second week went as smoothly as the first for Koyel . Friday afternoon arrived. A white clock with black hands and Roman numerals on its dial hanging on the wall behind the counter read 3:00 on its dusty lens. It was a slow afternoon with not much for her to do. She eagerly waited for 5:30 to arrive so she could go home and be with Amit . They had a lot of bills, but also planned dinner and a romantic evening together with some of her pay.

Sidharth  looked at a small, black digital clock sitting on top of his tool cabinet in the garage. It read 3:00 as well, but in bright red numbers. Akash 's truck pulled up the driveway and parked next to Koyel 's Honda. Sidharth  heard the crunch of his steps in the gravel get louder as Akash  approached. Akash  walked over to Demon and Savage first, kneeled down and petted the dogs. "Hello pouches, you're good lady s," he cooed.

"Right on time," Sidharth  remarked.

Akash  stood and came over to him. "Are you ready?"

"I've been ready, man. My balls hurt they're so full of cum."

"Good boy," Akash  replied with his gold and white grin. He empathized with the kid, but Sidharth 's situation was enviable; soon he would experience the most pleasurable relief imaginable, well worth the discomfort and wait. "I know you're pretty experienced with lady s, but don't fuck this up. We're playing head games with her also. If it feels good to her physically she will likely feel guilty and confused afterwards. So once you get that thing in her, take it easy and let her body get used to it. I doubt she's ever taken a cock as large as yours before. Start with slow, easy strokes, pay attention to her response, and try to make her cum a few times before shooting your first load."

Sidharth  didn't need the advice. He had been fucking lady s since he was 13 years old and had developed an art in lovemaking which he refined over the years. He could finesse any lady . His unusually large penis seduced every female he managed to get it into. He only needed to get inside Koyel . But after listening to Akash  anyway, he strolled out to the front gate and clanked it closed. The thick steel chain rattled as he wrapped it around the metal poles and snapped its padlock shut. He made his way over to Demon and Savage and released them from their chains. It was time to go inside.

Koyel  sat in the waiting area reading an article in People magazine about Kanye West and Kim Kardashian. Unlike the couple in the article, she preferred a suitor from her own race, and wasn't into the whole interracial thing or darker complexioned men.

"Have a nice weekend," Sidharth 's voice said. She looked up and saw Sidharth  with his keys in one hand and a white envelope in the other.

"Hey, what do you mean have a nice weekend? It's only 3:15. We don't close until 5:30."

"Gautam  left already and told me to close up early."
Koyel  didn't see Gautam  leave, but she hadn't seen him in the building in a while either. "Is that what I think it is?" she asked, looking greedily at the envelope containing Sidharth 's weekly salary.

"Yea, I got it from Akash . He's in Gautam 's office now."

Koyel 's eyes lit up with excitement over getting paid and starting the weekend early. "Oh, I better go get my pay too before Akash  leaves."

"Okay, see you Monday. I'm out of here," Sidharth  replied giving Koyel  an unusual smirk.

Sidharth  watched Koyel  head toward Gautam 's office, adrenaline pumping through his veins. Fortunately she hadn't looked down or she would have noticed his Black monster trying to force its way out of his coveralls.

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A peephole in Gautam 's open office door, she hadn't noticed before, struck Koyel  as odd. "Koyel , have a seat," Akash  said as he rose from Gautam 's desk and pulled the chair out for her. "I have something important we need to talk about." Koyel  noticed him close the door and suddenly the uneasy feeling that Gautam  and Sidharth  had given her that first day she met them returned.

"I just came to get my pay. Sidharth  told me we are closing early today."

Akash  handed Koyel  a white envelope, which at first she thought contained cash. She opened it and found papers inside.

"We are closed, Koyel . It's just you and me here now," Akash  said as he observed Koyel  reading the copy of the hit and run security officer report he had filed. "But you won't be leaving early," he continued.

Koyel 's jaw dropped. "What is this?" she asked.

"It's the hit and run report I filed for the accident you fled. You caused injury, which means you committed a third degree penalty. That will get you five years in prison."

"Oh my God," Koyel  exclaimed, her hands coming up to the sides of her face.

"They don't have your license plate number. But they did get a sample of your paint from my bumper."

"Why are you doing this?" Koyel  cried, tears streaming down her face.

Akash  felt himself getting aroused as she cried. He ignored her question and continued. "There's actually a cash reward for Gautam  if he turns you in. But fortunately, both Gautam  and Sidharth  have agreed to keep quiet about this if you cooperate."

"What do you want?" Koyel  asked recognizing the absurdity of her question. She was young, but not that naïve. Her tantalizing beauty like a lamp at night attracts moths had motivated many suitors to hit on her whose advances she declined. Her uneasiness before was the hitting of an iceberg, which now became the realization that the ship was going to sink. Akash  stepped behind her and put his hands on her shoulders.

"I want you to relax, Koyel ," Akash  said beginning to rub her shoulders. His hands felt the tension in her muscles.

Koyel  sat in shock as his meaty hands massaged her shoulders for a few minutes. He bent down and began nibbling her neck, which made her tingle all over like a low current of electricity flowing through every nerve in her body. His hands then descended to her breasts and her mind began racing. She could not allow this to continue. "Stop touching me!" Koyel  responded slapping his hands off her and jerking her neck away. She jumped from the chair and headed toward the door. Akash  stepped in front of it blocking her exit.

"Think carefully about this, Koyel . If you go out this door, it's five years in prison."

"I'm not having sex with you," Koyel  replied, her luminous blue eyes  glaring at Akash  like an angry cat, fury now replacing tears from moments ago.

"I'm not going to have sex with you Koyel , at least not in the sense of putting my cock in your pussy, if that's what you're afraid of."

That was a filthy, disgusting, thought -- having his nasty, black cock inside her. "What do you want, then?" Koyel  snapped.

"Five years is a long time in prison, a long time to wait for someone, don't you agree? A young man like Amit , with certain needs would probably find someone else to satisfy them."

The anger in Koyel 's face changed to fear as Akash  spoke. Her wedding was less than three weeks away. Her brain sped a million miles per hour. There had to be a way out of this, but it was like trying to solve an unsolvable puzzle.

"What do you want," she repeated in a more reasonable tone.

"There are other ways people can pleasure each other that don't involve intercourse," Akash  explained taking her arm and guiding her back toward Gautam 's cleared off desk. He turned her around to face him and began unbuttoning her blouse. Koyel  looked down and nervously watched his fingers reach the last button. She was still trying to solve the puzzle in her mind.

Akash  glimpsed her tight stomach and cute belly button as her blouse hung open. When his big hands reached the clasp of her skirt, she tried backing away, but banged her ass into the edge of Gautam 's desk.

"No, I don't want to do this," Koyel  complained, the zipper on her skirt sounding like fabric being torn as Akash  unzipped it.

"There are some mean guys in prison that would love to get their hands on you. After five years, you might start to like being some whore lose interest in Amit ," Akash  reminded her as he pulled her slightly away from the desk's edge so her skirt would fall. It puddled around her ankles.

Koyel  stood paralyzed as Akash  emotionlessly slid her open blouse from her shoulders. A thin gold necklace with a mangalsutra hung just above her cleavage. Her white lace panties -- a bikini cut -- with matching bra and black high heels remained.

Koyel  trembled with fear still trying to solve the puzzle, her thoughts turning to desperation. Maybe masturbating Akash , as disgusting as that would be, would satisfy him and prevent him from going further -- from touching her.

"I'll jerk you off," she recklessly blurted, no sooner the words leaving her lips, regretting them and her inability to think of something more cleaver, less depraved to stop him.

Akash  chuckled at the offer, reaching behind her and unclasping her bra. "That will be nice, but you need to be pleasured first to get you more in the mood for it."

She reached up holding her bra from falling off her perky, medium sized breasts. "No, wait, maybe I can pay you more money," she pleaded as if kidnapped.

"Let go of your bra," Akash  growled impatiently, grabbing her wrist and dragging it away from her chest and down to her side.

Her bra fell away and Koyel 's breasts, perfectly shaped globes, billowed from her petite figure unaffected by gravity. Her nipples hid -- camouflaged in pink -- in the centers of flawlessly round areolae somewhat larger than quarters. Akash 's fingers latched to her areolae, drawing her nipples of the same hue out from them. Her nipples grew harder and distinguishably erect from their surrounding pink flesh as he began twirling his fingers around them.

"Please, stop touching me," Koyel  cried.

His hands left her breasts and slid down the sides of her hips and into the waistband of her panties.

Koyel  knew what came next. Her mind raced to solve the puzzle. There had to be some way to keep him from molesting her further. "Please don't make me do this," Koyel  pleaded. "I'm in the mood. Let me jerk you off now," she offered. She reached for her panties, tried to stop Akash  from pulling them down. "No," Koyel  wailed as if holding a continuous musical note. Akash  roughly pried her fingers from the delicate fabric and yanked her briefs to her ankles.

She was a natural black head, her pubic hair the color of shiny black like the hair resting on her shoulders. Akash  knelt before her neatly trimmed burning bush .Her hand quickly covered Akash 's site of worship. He rose, leaving her panties around her ankles. She looked like a scared child -- head down, hunched over -- with one arm covering her breasts, and one hand over her vagina. Her defiant self-confidence from earlier had vanished. Akash  nudged her backwards until her ass bumped the edge of Gautam 's desk again.

"You need to get a little more comfortable," Akash  said, his hands grasping the sides of Koyel 's petite waist. Before she knew what he was doing, he lifted her up (she instinctively grabbed his shoulders for support) and sat her on the desk. Koyel  jerked her hands away from Akash 's shoulders the instant he set her down as if his skin jolted her with electricity and resumed covering her privates. "Lay back," Akash 's voice thundered as he shoved Koyel  backwards.

It felt surreal to Koyel , like an outer body experience she watched from afar, as Akash  navigated her panties, still wrapped around her ankles, from one of her stilettos, and then left the briefs dangling off her other ankle.

"You're beautiful," Akash  said as if commenting on a prized game he had hunted and finally caught. He tried opening her legs.

Koyel  tried to think of something, anything, to stop Akash  from going further, finally offering the unthinkable: "Please, Akash , I'll suck your cock. Don't do this to me."

"That will be nice, Koyel . After I get you nice and aroused I'll let you do that," he replied coldly.

"I'm aroused now... really. Let me do it and I'll show you," she begged.

"Open your legs now, Koyel , or you're going to prison for a very long time!" he roared.

She stared at the ceiling, tears from the corners of her eyes forming rivulets flowing down the sides of her face and into her hair, and allowed him to slowly push her legs open. He spread them wide. She reached down modestly covering her vagina with her hand. He grabbed hold of her wrist and wrestled it over to the side.

"Please, don't fuck me," she cried, words coming from her mouth in staccato.

"I won't fuck you, Koyel . Now relax!" Akash  popped his finger in his mouth, getting it nice and wet, then slowly inserted it in Koyel 's small pussy.

Akash 's assurance provided little comfort to Koyel  as she felt his finger slowly probing her. He had lied about everything else, turning it into something much worse. A sensation very close to her clitoris alarmed her. "No," she complained, not wanting to be aroused by him. Akash  had slobbered on his thumb and gently rubbed the sides of her clit with it. Her nails dug into Akash 's wrist trying to stop him. He pried her fingers off him bending them backward in response, while managing to masturbate Koyel  without the slightest interruption.

"Owe, oh God," Koyel  yelped, the pain in her hand temporarily distracting her from a response in another part of her body -- she was getting wet, providing enough lubrication for Akash  to caress her clit without his spit. By the time the ache in her hand subsided and her cries simmered, her pussy had become aroused.

"Okay, Akash , I'm ready now. Let me suck your dick," Koyel  blubbered, attempting to divert his attention and stop him from playing with her vagina. She despised being touched by him and her body's reaction to it.

But Akash  didn't stop -- he moved in for the kill. Koyel  felt the sensation of his fingers spreading her labia further apart. An inviting heat from her pussy reached Akash 's face as his mouth drew close. Her clitoris was getting harder and his tongue landed on it. She inhaled deeply. "Oh. . . God," she exclaimed exhaling. "Stop it." Her tiny, white hands tried unsuccessfully pushing his black, nappy head away.

Akash 's strong hand pressed on her firm, flat tummy as he performed oral sex on her, his other hand parting her labia. Her clitoris fully hardened and grew larger. Her breathing accelerated and her nipples poked out from her breasts. Koyel  fought to control her response. Her hands pushed against Akash 's head. "No," she continued.

Sidharth  watched Akash  going down on Koyel  through the peephole Gautam  had installed in the door. Koyel 's hips turned every which way trying to escape his tongue, her soft moans muffled, but audible, "Ooh..., please..., mm-hmm..., don't..., uh-huh..., no..., ah." Short, contradictory words and phrases lacking definite meaning replaced her earlier pleas for Akash  to stop.

After nearly two weeks of complete abstinence, with the temptation of Koyel  daily, the scene tantalized Sidharth . But it was obvious Koyel  was almost ready for him. He removed his clothes waiting for Akash 's signal, his thick, meaty cock hard and leaning from his body under its own immense weight.

"Are you ready yet Koyel ?" Akash  asked between licks to her clitoris. "Ooh, no, please, don't. Stop it. I'll play with your cock if you want me to," Koyel  beseeched while panting. "Just stop doing that." Koyel 's body displayed signs that it had reached sexual plateau. She had been seduced as much as possible. Now was the best time to make the move, when she would be most vulnerable and receptive to intercourse.

Koyel 's eyes briefly opened as she felt Akash  lift his hand off belly. But his tongue still danced with her clit and her eyes closed again. Akash  raised his hand up and waived it for Sidharth .

Sidharth  quietly opened the door and got into position beside Akash  where he could quickly move into place. Akash  enjoyed spoiling Koyel 's pussy, but the time had come to share the fun. As Akash  moved away from Koyel , Sidharth  looked down at her bush. It reminded him of a freshly mowed patch of grass, neatly trimmed and edged with a small garden meticulously weeded, its hairs a shiny black, the same color as the hair that flowed in gentle waves from her head.

Koyel  felt Akash  grab her hips and scoot her bottom closer to the edge of the desk. He was masturbating her again while rolling both of her nipples gently between his fingers. She opened her eyes, dilated pupils from arousal concealing much of their green color, and saw him smiling down at her as he fondled her tits. He bent down and began nibbling her neck. Akash  felt her nipples get even harder as he nibbled his way to her ear.

And then Koyel  realized someone else must be playing with her pussy. Her eyes widened and she managed to prop herself on her elbows before Akash  stopped her from sitting all the way up. Sidharth  stood naked between Koyel 's open legs masturbating her; his cock only inches from her entrance put Koyel  in distress. His uncircumcised penis looked strange, absurdly thick and large, like some exaggerated organ on an anime character. Koyel  had never seen an uncircumcised penis before or a black one.

Sidharth  stopped masturbating Koyel  and stretched her labia open while she stared paralyzed in disbelief of his size: a long, thick log with a tan sac holding testicles each the size of a golf ball and filled with sperm. White pre-cum drooled from its tip as Sidharth  pulled his foreskin back and aimed toward her opening.

"Oh my God, you said you wouldn't fuck me," Koyel  cried to Akash  in a panic as he held her. She watched in horror, Sidharth 's fingers parting her labia, her pink membranes exposed glistening with moisture as the brown, bulbous head of Sidharth 's cock gently touched them.

"I'm not going to fuck you," Akash  answered in her ear. "He is."

"He's too big. Please don't fuck me Sidharth . I'll suck both your cocks right now!"

She felt the head of his fat cock begin pushing into her.

"No, please, I'm going to get married; I'm not on birth control; I could get pregnant!" she pleaded.

"I promise you won't get pregnant," Sidharth  assured her, delivering lines he had carefully rehearsed. "I've had a vasectomy over a year ago and I only shoot blanks now. I already have three kids and I'm not making anymore." He squeezed the bulging head of his unprotected penis inside Koyel  -- her first black cock and first uncircumcised one too.

Koyel  felt her labia stretch to admit the head of his cock "Oh, God -- please no. Take it out," she begged.

Sidharth  slowly inserted more of his gigantic black serpent into Koyel , the pressure causing her discomfort. She felt herself opening further to accommodate both his massive circumference and length. She only had a couple boyfriends and never had a penis this large before.

After a month without pussy and almost two weeks not jerking off, Koyel 's cunt felt like bliss to Sidharth : wet, silky and snug like a tight sleeve hugging his cock, milking it for cum. With a pussy this tight her husband 's prick had to be tiny. Her legs helplessly floundered around Sidharth 's waist as he penetrated deeper, black stilettos remaining on her dainty feet and the white panties still dangling from her left ankle.

Koyel  kept visualizing the white pre-cum drooling from Sidharth 's monstrous cock when he had inserted it in her, the milky white slime now leaking inside her. She watched his cock, slick with her vaginal secretions, slowly withdraw almost all the way out, reverse direction, and slowly return into her a little further each time, more of it disappearing and his nappy, black bush getting closer to her own. His cock, almost as round as a soda can, tugged her lips along with it on each stroke, like it was pulling her inside out.

From behind Akash  supported Koyel 's back with one hand and used his other to push her elbows from under her. "Lay back," he coldly instructed. Sidharth  maintained a slow, steady rhythm and began making tight circles around her clitoris with his thumb. "That's it," Akash  said as her blue eyes  nervously looked up into his. "Let Sidharth  do his thing for a little while and it will be over soon."

How could this be happening? Less than three weeks before her wedding Koyel  was laying naked on her back at the edge of a desk with another man's incredibly large cock in her -- a black man -- who was not Amit . She hated Sidharth  and Akash  for what they were doing. But as her body adapted to its new mate, the pressure and discomfort Koyel  had initially experienced gradually diminished, so did her anger and determination to fight. The thoughts of Amit  that went through her brain became fleeting. Her eyes closed. She had forgotten what sex felt like without condoms. She could not recall Amit 's penis ever feeling like this. Her body began appreciating Sidharth 's huge, uncircumcised cock in spite of how much she despised him. It felt smoother and seemed to glide in her more comfortably than her husband 's circumcised one; and it gave far more sensation due to its enormous size and friction.

Sidharth  remembered Akash 's advice as he felt Koyel  cum for the first time -- her pussy squeezing his cock almost like an affectionate gesture rather than an involuntary, biological response, encouraging him to ejaculate in it -- and thought about his grandmother to postpone his own climax.

"No, please, ooh" Koyel  whimpered, addressing herself and her body's reaction to this horrible invasion as much as the culprit, Sidharth . But Sidharth  knew he finally had her.

Sex with Amit  never lasted this long. Koyel  felt a second wave of orgasms approaching and cursed herself. Something warm, smooth, and hard pushed against her lips. Her eyes opened. "It's time for the blow job you promised me," Akash  said with a smirk as Sidharth  drove into her. As disgusting as all this was to her, she opened her mouth and sucked on the head of Akash 's chocolate colored cock, her petite hand wrapping around its shaft and jerking it. Akash  observed that her nipples had returned to erection and he began tweaking them.

Sidharth 's balls were ready to explode. As he felt Koyel  cum for her third time, he groaned loudly, and with explosive force filled her pussy with his potent, Negro cum. Koyel  panicked, trying to tell him not to cum in her, to take it out. But Akash 's cock remained in her mouth and she only managed to moan. Reaching down with both hands she pushed at Sidharth 's stomach just above his pubis, an unsuccessful attempt to make him withdraw and stop the torrent he was releasing in her.

When Sidharth  finally removed his cock from Koyel , his jism leaked from her open gash down the crack in her ass. He pulled back his foreskin and messaged her swollen clitoris and pussy lips with the head of his penis.

After several minutes of messaging Koyel 's clitoris with his cock, Sidharth  backed away from her. Akash  turned her on her side facing him, in better position to finish sucking his cock. Her tiny, white hands ran up and down his long, thick, black shaft frantically trying to get Akash  off and get this nightmare over with. Her small engagement ring was a real turn on for Akash  as he watched her stroke him with it on her finger.

Akash  grabbed Koyel 's head and pulled her face into him. She felt his kinky pubic hairs scbang her lips. "Swallow it," he grunted, as she gaged on several mouthfuls of cum.

In the time it took Koyel  to swallow all Akash 's cum, Sidharth  achieved a second erection and jerked her back to the edge of the desk. "What are you doing? No!" she yelled with the taste of Akash 's semen still fresh in her mouth. She tried to sit up, but Akash  held her down. "Lay down, Koyel ! Sidharth  isn't finished yet."

"No, I already had sex with both of you. I want to go home now." She bucked trying to avoid having Sidharth 's massive horse cock inside her a second time as he held her hips and tried re-entering her.

"Do you want home to be prison for the next five years?" Akash  reminded Koyel  as he pinned her shoulders to the desk top, helping Sidharth  hold her down. She struggled against Akash 's massive muscles, their solid weight pushing her down onto the wood's unyielding surface, but felt Sidharth 's smooth, uncircumcised horse cock tightly slithering back inside her anyway. It wasn't as much pressure or discomfort as the first time he entered her.

"Ooh, God, no," Koyel  exclaimed as a slow, steady rhythm that seduced her before resumed along with those tight, irresistible circles around her clit Sidharth  made with his thumb.

"It's only 4:30 right now," Akash  chuckled letting go of Koyel  and pointing to his watch. "But I think you may be staying overtime tonight," he continued with a nauseating smile, his eyes landing on an embarrassing clit boner Sidharth 's thumb mercilessly encouraged and exacerbated in Koyel .

"I can't -- no, stop it. Amit 's expecting me. He will come looking for me," Koyel  tried threatening.

Akash  laughed dryly. Sidharth  continued unfazed by Koyel 's warning, the fence locked and the dogs guarding the premises against unwanted intruders. Poor Koyel  held no inkling how hollow her protests rang -- didn't fully grasp the checkmate her assailants had carefully planned for two weeks and put her in.

*******

Akash  leaned back in Gautam 's chair with an unlit bidi in his mouth watching the two young lovers go at it now for their third time that evening. He felt a perverse sense of satisfaction over the budding relationship he had arranged, noticing that even though Koyel  had pleaded and squawked, her legs reluctantly locked around Sidharth 's ass. She had begun to recognize his "extra talent", her hands gliding up Sidharth 's back, almost embracing him. She certainly wasn't fighting him anymore. In fact the two were heavily breathing and somehow the French kissing Sidharth  initially forced on Koyel  no longer appeared coerced, the two moaning into each other's mouths, their sex filling the room with wet, gushy sounds.

Akash  glanced at his watch: it was already 6:15 p.m. and Koyel  was indeed working overtime tonight just as he had predicted earlier to her dismay. He had taken the liberty of going through her purse while the two lovebirds were in throes of passion and silencing her phone so they wouldn't be distracted by Amit 's calls. In fact lover boy Amit  never showed up as Koyel  had fallaciously threatened, which was unfortunate for her. She unwillingly spent quality time with Sidharth  instead, getting well acquainted with him. Akash  heard Koyel  cry out in a high pitch as she came again. How many times was this for her -- 10, 11? He had lost count. What stamina! Sidharth  certainly proved that he knew how to deliver himself and could last extra-long.

Finally Sidharth  collapsed on top of Koyel  after his third orgasm. She found herself embracing his hard muscular body against her own. She released her grip on him, unlocked her legs, and ended their kiss. This was all so vulgar and wrong. Her arousal quickly returned to revulsion. He had ejaculated in her again. Even though Sidharth  claimed he was sterile, having his filthy cum inside her disgusted Koyel . She felt his huge cock in her deflating like a leaking balloon. She turned her head to the side and saw Akash , reclining in Gautam 's tattered leather chair, staring at them, the unlit cigar still in his mouth. She pushed Sidharth  off her and sat up, then slid from the desk. She picked up the panties that somehow had finally come off her ankle and slid them on. Akash  and Sidharth  both saw a wet spot forming on them before she put her skirt back on.

Tension filled the room as Koyel  dressed. She glanced Sidharth 's way searching for her blouse and saw his well-defined pecks, ripped abs, and the huge, black, horse cock that had been inside her, uncircumcised and strange looking to her, flaccidly hanging in front of him, dripping with their fluids. She quickly diverted her gaze from the revolting sight.

"Would you like your pay?" Akash  finally asked.

"Yes," Koyel  coldly answered, her limpid blue eyes  glaring with hatred.
 

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