Adultery INDIAN WIFE & ESCAPED CRIMINALS

[koolme98]

one of the best authors for erotica on the web.... welcome bdrew!!! its always pleasure reading your arts

[Deepak Sanjeev]

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[Bdrew86]

“Mooh band kar iska!” Fahim thundered and the very next moment, I felt a tight slap land on my face.

Tejinder’s fat hand just landed on my face and I fell down from the sheer force of the slap. Tejinder did his job well, I did stop shouting but only because I was almost knocked out with that slap.

There was a black out for a few seconds before I started to get some sense back. The stinging sound was still echoing in my ear and my cheek felt hot. I touched it gently and it hurt. I was sure it had turned red with hand marks from it because that’s how hard the slap was.

“Tujhe hum abhi maar sakte hai. Bohot murder karke jail gaye hai. List mein ek aur naam jodke koi fark nahi padega.” Tejinder said before gripping my hair and pulling me up. I moaned in pain as he yanked my hair.

“Kapde utaar iske.” Fahim ordered and Tejinder got to the job immediately. I felt his hand land on my shirt and pull it hard.

“Noo...Please nooooo...” I burst out into tears as I tried stopping Tejinder from disrobing me. He pulled harder and I resisted till a point where he yanked it so hard that the shirt ripped.
 Completely destroyed, the shirt fell off my body and I instinctively covered myself. Tejinder didn’t give me a chance be pushed my arms aside, dug his hand into my bra and yanked it hard. With a loud snap, the bra gave way to and my ample breasts bounced out of confinement.

I screamed but then I felt his hand land hard on my cheek but not as hard as the last time. It had the desired effect of shutting me up but I continued sobbing. By now I had given up and Tejinder didn’t take my time to take off my shorts and panties and throw them away.

“Bistar mein daal isko.” Fahim ordered. Tejinder promptly picked me up in his arms, walked over to the side of the bed and threw me on the bed. I groaned as I made a hard landing on the bed.

I was moaning in pain, holding my back after that nasty fall. Meanwhile, Tejnder had opened Rohan’s closet and had started going through all his stuff. I thought he was looking for money or something valuable but a few moments later he stopped and turned around. He had a bunch of Rohan’s ties in his hands.

At first I was confused but then when he came over to the side of the bed and grabbed my arm, it was abundantly clear what he wanted to do. I tried to wrestle my arm free from his grip but he pulled it hard against the head board of the bed and pinned it. Then he tied that arm to the leg of the bed using one of 
Rohan’s expensive silk ties. He quickly walked over to the other side of the bed and tied my other hand too.

“Please…paise, gehene, sab lelo lekin mujhe jaane do...Please...” I pleaded to them but they turned a deaf ear to my please.

With me tied up in the bed, I expected them to go through everything in the house. There was some money in my closet and some jewelry in the safe in Rohan’s closet but besides that there wasn’t much in the house handy enough to steal.

But they just stood there quietly, watching my naked body spread out naked on my bed. Fahim put his hand inside his pocket and fished out a pack of bidis. He handed one to Tejinder and took one for himself. He fished out a matchbox from his pocket and lit both their cigarettes. Soon the closed room was full of smoke and stench from the bidis.

They threw the burned out bidis on the floor before Fahim walked over and switched off the lights. This was really strange. They were neither stealing or looting anything or neither were they forcing themselves on me. A part of me was relieved at this but there was a part of me which was terrified of their erratic behaviour. Perhaps this was the calm before the storm.

I felt the bed rustle as the men lied down next to me. As my eyes got used to the dark, I realised that Fahim was lying to my left and Tejinder was to my right. 

“Tujhe nanga kiya hai taaki tu bhaag na jaye.” Tejinder explained. I cringed in disgust as his dirty smelly mouth came close to mine.

What the fuck was I supposed to do now? I was tied up tight, was naked in bed with two criminals. Even though I missed Rohan at that very moment, I also thought it was good that he was out of town right now. If he found me like this, he would lose it. I had to get out of this mess!

I was wide awake while the men were quite; I thought they had fallen asleep. How could I sleep like this in such a situation? I counted every second for the sun to rise, for my eyes to open and for the nightmare to end.
Just then, I felt a hand crawl up my thigh. At first I stiffened up then then started kicking my legs violently. 
I realised it was Tejinder’s hand. It slowly moved from my thigh up to my hip and then settled on my flat stomach. The hand then slowly moved to my waist before grabbing a handful of my flesh and squeezing it. I trembled and froze. I thrashed my legs trying to get his hand off me but then he put his heavy leg over mine. Under the weight of his massive leg, I couldn’t help but stay still.

His hand moved from my waist and stopped over my navel. I felt his thick finger inside my deep navel. I thrashed as the finger fidgeted with my navel. I had closed my eyes and had pursed my mouth tight, trying to endure this nightmare.

The fidgeting stopped as he moved his hand up. I trembled and shook, trying to shake his hand off but it steadily moved up.

“Mmmmmmpppp…Noooooo….” I whimpered as he cupped my right breast and gave it a squeeze. I wanted to die right there. I wish they would simply kill me.
My breasts were a handful even for Rohan but in Tejinder’s freakishly large hands, they felt like two small melons. His hand switched from one breast to the other; cupping them, squeezing them and pinching my nipples.

“Ummm...hmmpfff...” I whimpered trying very hard not to moan. The moans were a mix of pain and agony. I was breathing heavily and whimpering occasionally as Tejinder expertly handled my breasts. I was utterly shocked seeing nipples had gotten erect. As much as I was resisting this mentally, my body was acting in its own way.

Tejinder continued playing with my breasts, cupping them, weighing them in his hand, squeezing them. He was paying a little too much attention to my nipples; Moving the tip of his finger on my areola a few times before pinching my engorged, turgid nipple.

Even if I hated these two for doing this to me, I hated myself even more. I hated the fact that I was getting aroused even when I wanted to run away. I was sobbing, my eyes were closed and my head and turned sideways to avoid seeing all that was happening down there.

Rohan, my husband, was the only man to ever see me naked. His hands were the only pair of hands that had touched my naked breasts. He was my husband and I let him touch my willingly. I let him take off my clothes when he made love to me. I loved him and he loved me. He owned my body and soul. But after this thug had touched and defiled my body, I couldn’t imagine facing Rohan. How could I let this happen to me?

This rush of emotion had distracted me from what was happening. It took me a few moments to realise that Tejinder had stopped. I opened my eyes and look down to see his mouth hovering just above my erect nipple. I gasped in horror!

“No..Nahi…Please nahi…chhodo mujhe..” I pleaded. He stopped and looked up at me. 

“Please..Please bheek mangti hoon…Please nahi….Aaaaahhhhh…” My plea was cut short with a gasp as Tejinder’s mouth engulfed my nipple.

I groaned and thrashed wildly, desperately trying to free myself. I pulled on the tie trying to tear them. I wanted to push him off me and jump off the balcony. But I just couldn’t do anything besides cry and thrash.

I took a sharp breath and arched my back as I felt his mouth close in on my nipple. I clutched the ties tightly and bit my lower lip, desperately trying not to scream. Tejinder’s hand was now playing with my other breast, slowly rubbing my nipple between his two fingers.

My body was trembling and thrashing from the jolts of this undesired pleasure pulsing through my body. I finally dared to open my eyes and look down and the sight made me shiver. Tejinder was hungrily sucking on my breast. His mouth was latched firmly on my nipple, pulling it with his mouth. I could feel his warm, heavy breath of my soft skin.

His turbaned head and his bearded face was blocking the view to some extent but I could make out the his thick, dry lips sucking my nipples. In the dead silence of the night I could hear the smacking and sucking noises his mouth made as he sucked on my nipple like a baby.

His hand was on my waist, squeezing my soft flesh, his nails digging in to it. His hand snaked around my back, wrapped itself around my lower back and he raised me, allowing more of my breast to sneak into his mouth.

He sneaked his hand down to my butt and squeezed it, digging his sharp nails in to the flesh. I screamed from the pain. He squeezed and caressed my ass, feeling its softness, its curvature. His finger sneaked into the butt crack. I clenched my butt cheeks reflexively as I felt his finger probe my butt hole. He rubbed my butt hole with this thick rough finger and my body shivered.

He pulled back from my butt but his mouth was still latched on to my breast, hungrily sucking on it. His hand swiftly moved from my butt to my crotch, cupping it. I yelled and closed my legs tight but that only helped him cup my pussy tighter. My legs were tightly closed around his hands which made it difficult for him to manoeuvre. He wiggled his hand out immediately grabbed my knee to pull my legs apart. 

I held my leg together tightly, seeing this as the last chance to save my modesty. He tried to pull my knee but I persisted. He grabbed my knee and then I felt another hand on left knee. I looked to my left to see Fahim was now sitting up and his hand was on my knee. Both men held my knee tight and pulled them apart. Despite of all the strength I could muster, they both pulled my knees apart effortlessly.

The moment my legs were spread, Tejinder’s hand reached my pussy. He pinched my clit and rolled it in his fingers. I groaned as an unbelievable surge of pure pleasure coursed through my body. He ran his finger along the length of my pussy before he let out a chuckle.

“Itne nakhre kar rahi hai lekin iski choot bohot geeli hai.” He said.

Fahim waiting for his turn immediately rubbed my wet cunt and nodded in agreement. I was so embarrassed that two strangers, escaped convicts were inspecting my pussy. I had been shy enough to not even let Rohan do or say something like that in all these years of our marriage.

Fahim was surprisingly gentle in his approach, rubbing my wet cunt gently, running his fingers along its length. He pressed his finger against my clit and I drew a sharp breath. My audible reaction wasn’t unnoticed. 

“Abe yeh bade ghar ki aurate sab dikhava karti hai sharafat ka…andar se sab randiya hoti hai.” Fahim said as his finger was poised to penetrate me.

“Who baar baar naa kahenge lekin kutte kar chudwayenge bhi.” He said before pushing his finger inside my pussy.

“Hawwww….” I moaned and arched my back. I clenched my fists tightly as the jolt of raw pleasure surged through my body.

I could feel his knuckles touch my pussy; his finger completely inside me. I was panting and crying in a mix of pleasure and panic. 

“Poori zindagi inhe yeh nakhre natak sikhaye jate hai…lekin 5 minute mein saari akad bahar nikal sakte hai” He said, drawing his finger out slowly. I shuddered even as he withdrew and then braced myself for the penetration.

“Yeh ameer aurate pyaaz ki tarah hoti hai. Ek ek satah cheeloge to andar ki randi dikh jayegi.” He said as he pushed his finger back inside me, evoking the same response from me.

He ended the lecture and started fingering me, first slowly but upping the pace gradually. I pursed my lips tight, trying not to moan. I could feel his thick, rough finger probing my insides as he twisted and turned his finger expertly.

My breasts heaved up and down with each deep and heavy breath. I had closed my eyes and my mouth, determined not to fall but as his fingering got faster, my determination got weaker.

In the quiet of the night, I could hear the squelching sound my wet pussy made as his finger smoothly slid in and out. Soon Fahim settled in to a steady rhythm; his finger slid in and out of me with ease from all the lubrication. Tejinder was back to sucking my breasts, sucking on one while mauling the other.

[Bdrew86]

This is how I imagine Naina to look like.

[fuckandforget]

Superb. She deserves hot sex with double penetration that she never experienced.

[albertozoc]

“Mooh band kar iska!” Fahim thundered and the very next moment, I felt a tight slap land on my face.

Tejinder’s fat hand just landed on my face and I fell down from the sheer force of the slap. Tejinder did his job well, I did stop shouting but only because I was almost knocked out with that slap.

There was a black out for a few seconds before I started to get some sense back. The stinging sound was still echoing in my ear and my cheek felt hot. I touched it gently and it hurt. I was sure it had turned red with hand marks from it because that’s how hard the slap was.

“Tujhe hum abhi maar sakte hai. Bohot murder karke jail gaye hai. List mein ek aur naam jodke koi fark nahi padega.” Tejinder said before gripping my hair and pulling me up. I moaned in pain as he yanked my hair.

“Kapde utaar iske.” Fahim ordered and Tejinder got to the job immediately. I felt his hand land on my shirt and pull it hard.

“Noo...Please nooooo...” I burst out into tears as I tried stopping Tejinder from disrobing me. He pulled harder and I resisted till a point where he yanked it so hard that the shirt ripped.
 Completely destroyed, the shirt fell off my body and I instinctively covered myself. Tejinder didn’t give me a chance be pushed my arms aside, dug his hand into my bra and yanked it hard. With a loud snap, the bra gave way to and my ample breasts bounced out of confinement.

I screamed but then I felt his hand land hard on my cheek but not as hard as the last time. It had the desired effect of shutting me up but I continued sobbing. By now I had given up and Tejinder didn’t take my time to take off my shorts and panties and throw them away.

“Bistar mein daal isko.” Fahim ordered. Tejinder promptly picked me up in his arms, walked over to the side of the bed and threw me on the bed. I groaned as I made a hard landing on the bed.

I was moaning in pain, holding my back after that nasty fall. Meanwhile, Tejnder had opened Rohan’s closet and had started going through all his stuff. I thought he was looking for money or something valuable but a few moments later he stopped and turned around. He had a bunch of Rohan’s ties in his hands.

At first I was confused but then when he came over to the side of the bed and grabbed my arm, it was abundantly clear what he wanted to do. I tried to wrestle my arm free from his grip but he pulled it hard against the head board of the bed and pinned it. Then he tied that arm to the leg of the bed using one of 
Rohan’s expensive silk ties. He quickly walked over to the other side of the bed and tied my other hand too.

“Please…paise, gehene, sab lelo lekin mujhe jaane do...Please...” I pleaded to them but they turned a deaf ear to my please.

With me tied up in the bed, I expected them to go through everything in the house. There was some money in my closet and some jewelry in the safe in Rohan’s closet but besides that there wasn’t much in the house handy enough to steal.

But they just stood there quietly, watching my naked body spread out naked on my bed. Fahim put his hand inside his pocket and fished out a pack of bidis. He handed one to Tejinder and took one for himself. He fished out a matchbox from his pocket and lit both their cigarettes. Soon the closed room was full of smoke and stench from the bidis.

They threw the burned out bidis on the floor before Fahim walked over and switched off the lights. This was really strange. They were neither stealing or looting anything or neither were they forcing themselves on me. A part of me was relieved at this but there was a part of me which was terrified of their erratic behaviour. Perhaps this was the calm before the storm.

I felt the bed rustle as the men lied down next to me. As my eyes got used to the dark, I realised that Fahim was lying to my left and Tejinder was to my right. 

“Tujhe nanga kiya hai taaki tu bhaag na jaye.” Tejinder explained. I cringed in disgust as his dirty smelly mouth came close to mine.

What the fuck was I supposed to do now? I was tied up tight, was naked in bed with two criminals. Even though I missed Rohan at that very moment, I also thought it was good that he was out of town right now. If he found me like this, he would lose it. I had to get out of this mess!

I was wide awake while the men were quite; I thought they had fallen asleep. How could I sleep like this in such a situation? I counted every second for the sun to rise, for my eyes to open and for the nightmare to end.
Just then, I felt a hand crawl up my thigh. At first I stiffened up then then started kicking my legs violently. 
I realised it was Tejinder’s hand. It slowly moved from my thigh up to my hip and then settled on my flat stomach. The hand then slowly moved to my waist before grabbing a handful of my flesh and squeezing it. I trembled and froze. I thrashed my legs trying to get his hand off me but then he put his heavy leg over mine. Under the weight of his massive leg, I couldn’t help but stay still.

His hand moved from my waist and stopped over my navel. I felt his thick finger inside my deep navel. I thrashed as the finger fidgeted with my navel. I had closed my eyes and had pursed my mouth tight, trying to endure this nightmare.

The fidgeting stopped as he moved his hand up. I trembled and shook, trying to shake his hand off but it steadily moved up.

“Mmmmmmpppp…Noooooo….” I whimpered as he cupped my right breast and gave it a squeeze. I wanted to die right there. I wish they would simply kill me.
My breasts were a handful even for Rohan but in Tejinder’s freakishly large hands, they felt like two small melons. His hand switched from one breast to the other; cupping them, squeezing them and pinching my nipples.

“Ummm...hmmpfff...” I whimpered trying very hard not to moan. The moans were a mix of pain and agony. I was breathing heavily and whimpering occasionally as Tejinder expertly handled my breasts. I was utterly shocked seeing nipples had gotten erect. As much as I was resisting this mentally, my body was acting in its own way.

Tejinder continued playing with my breasts, cupping them, weighing them in his hand, squeezing them. He was paying a little too much attention to my nipples; Moving the tip of his finger on my areola a few times before pinching my engorged, turgid nipple.

Even if I hated these two for doing this to me, I hated myself even more. I hated the fact that I was getting aroused even when I wanted to run away. I was sobbing, my eyes were closed and my head and turned sideways to avoid seeing all that was happening down there.

Rohan, my husband, was the only man to ever see me naked. His hands were the only pair of hands that had touched my naked breasts. He was my husband and I let him touch my willingly. I let him take off my clothes when he made love to me. I loved him and he loved me. He owned my body and soul. But after this thug had touched and defiled my body, I couldn’t imagine facing Rohan. How could I let this happen to me?

This rush of emotion had distracted me from what was happening. It took me a few moments to realise that Tejinder had stopped. I opened my eyes and look down to see his mouth hovering just above my erect nipple. I gasped in horror!

“No..Nahi…Please nahi…chhodo mujhe..” I pleaded. He stopped and looked up at me. 

“Please..Please bheek mangti hoon…Please nahi….Aaaaahhhhh…” My plea was cut short with a gasp as Tejinder’s mouth engulfed my nipple.

I groaned and thrashed wildly, desperately trying to free myself. I pulled on the tie trying to tear them. I wanted to push him off me and jump off the balcony. But I just couldn’t do anything besides cry and thrash.

I took a sharp breath and arched my back as I felt his mouth close in on my nipple. I clutched the ties tightly and bit my lower lip, desperately trying not to scream. Tejinder’s hand was now playing with my other breast, slowly rubbing my nipple between his two fingers.

My body was trembling and thrashing from the jolts of this undesired pleasure pulsing through my body. I finally dared to open my eyes and look down and the sight made me shiver. Tejinder was hungrily sucking on my breast. His mouth was latched firmly on my nipple, pulling it with his mouth. I could feel his warm, heavy breath of my soft skin.

His turbaned head and his bearded face was blocking the view to some extent but I could make out the his thick, dry lips sucking my nipples. In the dead silence of the night I could hear the smacking and sucking noises his mouth made as he sucked on my nipple like a baby.

His hand was on my waist, squeezing my soft flesh, his nails digging in to it. His hand snaked around my back, wrapped itself around my lower back and he raised me, allowing more of my breast to sneak into his mouth.

He sneaked his hand down to my butt and squeezed it, digging his sharp nails in to the flesh. I screamed from the pain. He squeezed and caressed my ass, feeling its softness, its curvature. His finger sneaked into the butt crack. I clenched my butt cheeks reflexively as I felt his finger probe my butt hole. He rubbed my butt hole with this thick rough finger and my body shivered.

He pulled back from my butt but his mouth was still latched on to my breast, hungrily sucking on it. His hand swiftly moved from my butt to my crotch, cupping it. I yelled and closed my legs tight but that only helped him cup my pussy tighter. My legs were tightly closed around his hands which made it difficult for him to manoeuvre. He wiggled his hand out immediately grabbed my knee to pull my legs apart. 

I held my leg together tightly, seeing this as the last chance to save my modesty. He tried to pull my knee but I persisted. He grabbed my knee and then I felt another hand on left knee. I looked to my left to see Fahim was now sitting up and his hand was on my knee. Both men held my knee tight and pulled them apart. Despite of all the strength I could muster, they both pulled my knees apart effortlessly.

The moment my legs were spread, Tejinder’s hand reached my pussy. He pinched my clit and rolled it in his fingers. I groaned as an unbelievable surge of pure pleasure coursed through my body. He ran his finger along the length of my pussy before he let out a chuckle.

“Itne nakhre kar rahi hai lekin iski choot bohot geeli hai.” He said.

Fahim waiting for his turn immediately rubbed my wet cunt and nodded in agreement. I was so embarrassed that two strangers, escaped convicts were inspecting my pussy. I had been shy enough to not even let Rohan do or say something like that in all these years of our marriage.

Fahim was surprisingly gentle in his approach, rubbing my wet cunt gently, running his fingers along its length. He pressed his finger against my clit and I drew a sharp breath. My audible reaction wasn’t unnoticed. 

“Abe yeh bade ghar ki aurate sab dikhava karti hai sharafat ka…andar se sab randiya hoti hai.” Fahim said as his finger was poised to penetrate me.

“Who baar baar naa kahenge lekin kutte kar chudwayenge bhi.” He said before pushing his finger inside my pussy.

“Hawwww….” I moaned and arched my back. I clenched my fists tightly as the jolt of raw pleasure surged through my body.

I could feel his knuckles touch my pussy; his finger completely inside me. I was panting and crying in a mix of pleasure and panic. 

“Poori zindagi inhe yeh nakhre natak sikhaye jate hai…lekin 5 minute mein saari akad bahar nikal sakte hai” He said, drawing his finger out slowly. I shuddered even as he withdrew and then braced myself for the penetration.

“Yeh ameer aurate pyaaz ki tarah hoti hai. Ek ek satah cheeloge to andar ki randi dikh jayegi.” He said as he pushed his finger back inside me, evoking the same response from me.

He ended the lecture and started fingering me, first slowly but upping the pace gradually. I pursed my lips tight, trying not to moan. I could feel his thick, rough finger probing my insides as he twisted and turned his finger expertly.

My breasts heaved up and down with each deep and heavy breath. I had closed my eyes and my mouth, determined not to fall but as his fingering got faster, my determination got weaker.

In the quiet of the night, I could hear the squelching sound my wet pussy made as his finger smoothly slid in and out. Soon Fahim settled in to a steady rhythm; his finger slid in and out of me with ease from all the lubrication. Tejinder was back to sucking my breasts, sucking on one while mauling the other

Awesome story writing. Please continue..don't stop

[foogy]

yes please continue, nicely setup.
hope you have elaborate ideas of framing it up past this one night or episode of break-in

[Bdrew86]

And just then, I started feeling what I was dreading all this while, an orgasm. As much as I wanted to deny it, these men were fucking me and the way they were going and the way my body was reacting, an orgasm was anything but obvious.

My body started shaking as the orgasm started manifesting. Fahim realised it too and started fingering me faster. Tejinder was struggling to keep his mouth latched to my nipple as my boobs shook and jiggled.

“Aargghh...Aaahh…Aaahhhh…” I moaned as the orgasm drew closer and grew stronger. Fahim didn’t stop, he wanted to draw this to the end. He fingered me faster, keeping pace with my orgasm.

“Mmmmmmppfffhhhh…” I desperately tried to muffle a scream as I felt Fahim’s shove another finger inside my pussy. That was the trigger!

“Aarrrrrgghhhhhhh…” I screamed as the orgasmed peaked. My back arched, my legs thrashed violently.
Fahim was in no mood to stop, he continued fingering me even as the orgasm peaked and that added to its intensity. I was lost in this deep sea of ecstasy, something that I hadn’t experienced in my life. I had orgasms before, my husband was skilled enough but never had I cum so intensely. The feeling of intense pleasure was also accompanied by a deep sense of self-loathing. 

Fahim slowed down and eventually stopped as he saw my body go back to rest after that wild orgasm. My chest was still heaving; my eyes were closed but the tears still rolled down my cheeks.

The rustling bedsheet made me open my eyes and I saw Fahim’s silhouette move. I felt his hands firmly grab my knees and push them apart. The moment I saw him moving between my legs, I kicked him back but Fahim was too fast for me. He had anticipated it and grabbed my leg. The moment he grabbed my leg, I felt Tejinder’s hand land a tight slap land on my face. The stinging hard slap killed my resistance at that very moment.

Fahim chuckled and placed himself between my legs. I tried desperately to free my hands so I could cover my privates but the they were tied too well. His cock hovered dangerously close to my pussy. HE pointed it downward towards my pussy and I raised my hips trying to keep it away from his tool. Fahim pushed me down bringing me back in line with his waiting cock. I moved to the side, still trying to avert him and then he pushed me back.

I raised my hips again, trying desperately to avoid but it was inevitable. Fahim ran out of patience; he grabbed my waist with both his hand and pushed me down. His hands firmly pinned my hip on the bed. He inched forward and I felt his prick touch my pussy.

“Noo…Noo...Please god Nooo...” I moaned but my desperate pleas meant nothing to him. Perhaps the humanity in him was so long dead that a pleading woman couldn’t stir his soul.

I gasped loudly and raised my hip as I felt the first inch of his thick manhood slide inside me. My eyes felt liked they’d pop out and my fist clenched tightly. 
Inch after inch he slid in, the slide inside was made easy because of the lubrication the orgasm had brought. But it was still painful because of the sheer thickness of his tool. I could feel the walls of my pussy stretch like they had never before.

I rotated my wrists; whether to free myself from the bound or as a reaction to the intense pulse of pleasure surging through my body was something I couldn’t decipher at that moment. My mouth was wide open and an occasional whimper would escape from it every time he shoved an inch further inside me. I felt breathless, my heart was beating so fast I thought it would tear open my chest and burst out. My eyes were wide and I am sure were blood shot.

The pain was intense, like a knife stabbing me. It felt as if an entire fist had been shoved inside me. I couldn’t breathe; my mind was blank. Absolutely blank!

“Abe yeh dekh!” I heard Fahim exclaim.

“Haha…Kya nazara hai!” Tejinder rejoiced. 

“Poora andar gaya..kaha tha na..asli randi hai yeh.” Fahim said.

I inhaled deeply as the invasion stopped. I felt my senses returning again and I had heard what the men were saying to each other. I looked up and at first I couldn’t see in the pitch darkness but as my eyes got used to it, I realised what they were saying. 

Fahim was really all in! Completely in! Balls deep!
I could see the thick bush of curly pubic hair touching my mound. The prickly hair of this thick bush tickled my neatly trimmed, swollen mound.

I gasped again as he withdrew albeit slowly. I could feel his organ slid out, brushing against the soft sensitive walls of my vagina. I was trembling, my breaths were short; clearly I was panicking not just about the situation I was in but the fact that he was about to go back in. And he did.

Holding on to the base of his penis, he slid his cock inside me in one swift but smooth stroke. I gasped loudly as the piercing feeling returned followed by that now familiar feeling of feeling completely stuffed.

“Pehli baar tukka nahi tha.” Fahim commented and Tejinder chuckled.

“Haan yeh to poora Lund le leti hai..” Tejinder commented.

“Haan aur yeh un sasti randiyo se jyada maza de rahi hai.” Fahim said. He slowly pulled his cock back out and slammed it back in.

“Aaahhhhhhhh…” I gasped. This was the third time he was shoving it inside me but it still made me gasp.

“Aaaah…….aaaaaahh…..aaaaaaaahhh…” I groaned everytime he slammed his cock in. There was not an iota of mercy in these men. I was used to the delicate and passionate love making with my husband and not this brutish, merciless hammering which I was being subjected to.

Fahim placed my legs on his thighs, leaned over a little and started fucking me. I gripped the ties binding my hands tightly as he picked up pace.

“Ummmm…urrmmmggphhh…” I struggled to stop myself from moaning. I couldn’t let my body betray me. I couldn’t let myself be ravaged like this. I couldn’t..simply couldn’t. 

“Aarrggghh…haaaa..” I groaned as he started slamming his cock inside me faster and harder. My body betrayed me! I was being bangd! I shouldn’t have reacted this way.

“Hahahaha…dekh ise…” Tejinder laughed enjoying the sight. I shot an angry look at him but that made him laugh harder.

“Haan..yeh bhi randi hai bas ekdum tight aur sexy hai…” Fahim said as he continued fucking me hard. 

“Aaaaahh..no…Jane do mujhe!” I pleaded to Fahim. I had already lost my modesty, I was barely holding on to my dignity and now I didn’t want to destroy my self esteem. 

A pleading, crying,  begging woman didn’t seem to have any empathetic effect on Fahim, infact it spurred him on even more. He doubled down on fucking me and fucked faster and harder. His hips slammed into my crotch, his cock went in to the hilt inside my cunt.

“Aaahhaaaaahhaaaaa…” I screamed. Hoping someone would hear my wails and come to rescue me. But my wails sounded more of pleasure and less of pain. Even if anyone would hear it, one would obviously conclude that I was being pleasured and who would want to disturb a intense bout of sex.

Tejinder was kneeling next to me, slapping his cock on my boobs and stroking it intermittently. He kept himself busy, squeezing and playing with my tits while his friend fucked me hard. He was growing impatient, waiting for his turn to fuck me. After all,  it was him who found me, he made the first move on me in the kitchen and now on the bed.

Fahim seemed to sense his buddy’s impatience and suddenly stopped. He stepped aside and kneeled besides me. Tejinder's impatience was obvious when he hopped in between my legs and without a respite stuffed his cock in my cunt.

I had a brief respite for a few seconds but now I was back to being ravaged. Tejinder was thicker than Fahim and his abrupt entry was even more painful than Fahim's. He very impatiently and forcefully stuffed his cock inch after inch inside my till like Fahim, he too was inside completely inside myHe didn’t not let me breath in relief and started hammering my cunt the very next moment.

“Aaarrrgghhhh..” I groaned in agony as my pussy was stretched to its limit. It had been so stretched since my delivery and this hurt. That did not matter to him as he fucked me as hard and fast as his buddy a couple of minutes ago.

Tejinder’s hands were pushing down my thighs, separating them, allowing him more room to slam his cock in my pussy. His heavy balls slammed against my swollen cunt evoking that vulgar and loud slapping sound.

Just like Fahim, Tejinder fucked me relentlessly, non stop. The men had incredibly stamina and staying power. They didn’t slow down, take a break like my husband did. They just kept fucking me at the same pace minute after minute.

I was so disoriented from the relentless intercourse,  I didn’t realise Fahim wasn’t kneeling next to me. He wasn’t even on the bed. I looked around and saw him on the couch near the window, sitting completely naked, smoking his bidi and watching his buddy fuck me.

[pro10]

the best plot I love and an awesome narration keep going.
after a long time this forum is producing such good story.

[Ajay Kailash]

What an update. She slowly started appreciating their stamina and think inability of her husband to stay long. Let these bastards screw her in every hole and room of house in all positions that she can never forget in her life. They must beg her fuck more satisfy them taking their cock inside her.

[xbiilove]

Slow transformation from conservative housewife to slut. Great narration

[zulfique]

Top class.
The way criminals handling her is awesome.
They dont want to force, but make her like what they do.
Only then, later they can tease her and make her yearn for the pleasure they give.
They can make her smoke and drink to enjoy the sex along with them.

[Ananthukutty]

At times body does not listen to mind. Her inner desires are brought out very well by these two.

[Joseph Rayman]

Nice one

[Kamalesh Nathan]

Erotic and hot

[Santhosh Stanley]

Very good episode

[NityaSakti]

Superb

[RJ668]

Great update.
In this situation, her mind resists But the inward desire really wants to happen.

[Bdrew86]

I watched in utter disbelief at Fahim, then at Tejinder and then at his cock going in and out of my pussy. What had my life come to. My ideal life was shattered, my fidelity, my honor everything in tatters. My husband, my child, my family, everything now seemed completely destroyed. 

As much as I hated to admit it, I knew another orgasm was on it’s way. I could feel the orgasmic storm brewing inside me. My moans got louder and that made him fuck me faster, quickening the impending orgasm.

“Aaarrgghh…aaaah….ummppfffhhh..” I groaned as my body thrashed wildly from the orgasm. Tejinder didn’t stop and kept pummeling me making me shudder and moan even more.

Thankfully Tejinder stopped and I gasped, trying to breath in as much air as I could. My body still shivered from the mind numbing orgasm. I was dizzy and a bit disoriented, the darkness adding to it.

I lay there, catching my breath hoping this nightmare was over but I was wrong. I saw Fahim take a drag of his bidi and stand up. 

He shuffled on to the bed and reached for my leg. He reached out for the tie that bound my leg and began untying it. The bidi was still on his lip as he calmly untied my leg. He then quietly went over to the other leg and untied that too.

What was happening? What was he planning to do? Was it over? All these questions hovered in my confusing mind and soon enough they were answered. Far from being done, Fahim positioned him between my legs just like he had previously.

“Aah…” I moaned as his cock pierced my pussy yet again. This time however, he raised my legs and placed them on his shoulder and leaned over on my chest allowing his cock to slide deeper inside me. 
He started moving his hips gathering pace with each stroke. My knees were almost touching my breasts and my ass was raised up allowing Fahim to go deeper inside me. I never knew my body could contort to such a degree before this. It hurt at first as my spine was 
pulled on but the pain became bearable a while later. 

He pushed his cock completely inside and gyrated his hips. I moaned as his thick cock rubbed against my insides. A few seconds of that and he was back to fucking me deep. With my legs on his shoulder and my vagina pointing up, Fahim was pushing his hips down against my crotch. In that position, he could push his cock all the way inside. 

He started slamming his hips into my crotch faster and harder. His balls slapped against my cunt and that same. His hands were gripping my breasts tightly as he fucked me hard.

“Uhh….uhhh..ummpp" I whimpered everytime he slammed his hips into mine.

The windows of the bedroom were closed, the curtains were drawn, the fan hummed monotonously and I was lying on my back, on the bed I shared with my husband, being fucked by a criminal who had broken into my home. The room was filled with stench of stale cigarette smoke and sex. Sounds of my moans, his grunts and his genitals slapping into mine filled the room.

Fahim pushed my legs down his shoulders and unknowingly I locked them behind his back. His one hand sneaked under me and grabbed my supple butt while the other went across and under my back. After adjusting himself, Fahim started fucking me faster. My hands were still bound in the silk ties and I was quite surprised at their strength; they hadn’t broken even after being pulled so hard.

As Fahim fucked me faster and harder, the large , sturdy wooden bed started creaking adding to the sexual commotion in the room. My moans grew louder as another orgasm approached. 

My wrists which were tightly bound by a couple of ties were aching. The twist and turned my wrist from the intense pain and pleasure I was being subjected to. I could hear the ties tear inch by inch and it was just a matter of time before the broke apart. The ties in a way represented my will to resist and my sense of modesty. Even under tremendous stress they had resisted as long as they could just like I had but with each passing second their strength waned and they will to resist gave way.

I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he nuzzled it. His grunts rang in my ears as he thruster inside me as fast and hard as he could. My moans grew louder and I could feel the orgasm approaching getting stronger with each thrust and stroke and I could sense it was going to be the biggest.

With a very loud snap, the ties finally broke as I orgasmed hard and instinctively I wrapped my arms around Fahim as he banged me. My legs were locked behind his bang and my arms behind his neck. I was far beyond resisting and my reaction surprised Fahim and he looked up at me without stopping. I closed my eyes and looked away. That was my only resistance and that’s all I could do at that moment.

My docile, submissive and a somewhat proactive reaction triggered Fahim and with a loud groan he started ejaculating inside me. Even in the delirious state I was in, I panicked.

“No..noo..no….Jane do mujhe!!!!…” I screamed and tried to push him off me.

“Aarrggh..aarrgh….” Fahim groaned. He had thrown his head back and closed his eyed. My slaps and pushes didn’t bother him at all as his orgasm peaked.

“Aarrrghhh…” Tejinder groaned loudly. In all this chaos I hadn’t noticed he was kneeling right next to me. I looked at him and saw him stroking his erect cock furiously. His tool was pointing straight at my face. His groan and his facial expression made it amply clear what was about to happen.

“Nooo..no..please..humppfff.” I pleaded but before I could do anything I felt a thick jet of semen hit my face, right on my cheek. Such a thing had never happened to me and I opened my mouth in shock and a second later realised how big a mistake it was as another thick spurt of his semen went straight into my mouth.

“yaaaarrkk..” I gagged as it hit my throat. It was a feeling of absolute disgust I had never felt before. 
Fahim and Tejinder’s orgasm seemed never ending as they kept spurting inside and on me. I could do nothing more than take it silently as Fahim pinned me down.
It seemed like an eternity but they eventually stopped. Fahim rolled over me and laid down to my left and Tejinder collapsed to my right.

When I realised its finally over, my body started trembling and shivering from the fear and realization of what had just happened. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I soon broke down crying. Instinctively I turned on to my side in a fetal position and kept sobbing. 

I didn’t realise when these two scumnags fell asleep on my bed but I was beyond sanity. My mind was filled with thoughts of my husband, my marriage, my child. The constant thoughts of What had happened tonight and its consequences numbed my mind. I was mentally and physically exhausted and didn’t realise when I fell asleep next to two escaped convicts.

To be continued....

[vaddadi2007]

Excellent story. Absolutely loved it