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ananth1986 · 22-08-2023, 12:41 AM

What happened bro? You also got struck.Please continue

sri7869 · 26-08-2023, 09:48 PM

Please continue

ananth1986 · 06-10-2023, 12:39 PM

Any chances of updates?????????????

ananth1986 · 18-10-2023, 02:30 PM

Six months no updates

Kinky_Badshah · 31-12-2023, 10:59 PM

Hello Friends (NEW YEAR SURPRIZE BY KINKY BADSHAH), back with another episode of Richa after a long long gap. I was busy in my own personal love life, hence couldn't focus much on writing part. But now lets get back to business.

After the village trip at Mr Patil's native place, where Richa was brutally fucked continously for 4 long days and 3 nights by almost 10-12 males roughly. She needed a long week off from office to relax her body. It was during the same time, periods hit her and the pain was further intensified. I tried my best to be available for her, and often took care of all her needs from bringing sanitory pads to dark chocolates . Thank god neither of her tormentors troubled her during these days. She got enough personal space to look after her womanly body. But this soft treatment couldn't be carried till long until next 8-10 days. Richa got a call from Mr Verma , the same person who had assaulted her in Hospital and our home as well along with Tawde ji.

She picked up the phone in 2 rings itself . "Kya randi...Kaisi hai ? Meri yaad aati nahi kya tujhe ? ." - he interogated . "Mai Thik hu Verma sir, aap bataiye kaise hai ?" - she responded earnestly. "Suna hai tu pichle hafte apne yaar ke sath baahar gayi thi, woh bhi bina pati ke ? Kya yeh khabar vakai sach h ?" "I came to know that you went out with your lover, that too without your husband . Is that really true" - he digged in further.

"Aapko kaise pata chala ?, actually mai apni ek friend ki shadi me gayi thi " "How did u come to know, Actually I went to one of my friends wedding ceremony "- replied my surpized wife.

"Chhinal toh tu hai ek number ki , kitne logo ke sath choot marwa ke aayi waha se ?" - he degraded her even further . "Jane dijiye na verma sir, " - she was surprized by his assurance of calling her a whore and asking the count of men , hence tried to cut short the topic . "Achha sali, nahi bataegi, ruk tu abhi tere ghar aake dikhata hu tujhe, pati waise bhi nahi hoga iss waqt. " Ohh , so you wont be telling, wait I'll come to ur house right now, although your husband will definitely not be there at this point of time.

'Uummmmm Actually mujhe bahar jaana tha, thoda kaam se ....Aap plz sham ko aa sakte ho kya?'
"Uummmmm Actually , I was supposed to go out for some work, can you plz come in the evening "

'Nahi, mai abhi nikal raha hu, tera joh bhi kaam hoga usko baad me sham ko karna...pehle mujhe tere Bable choosne hai aur tere muh me mootna hai' - No, I m leaving for ur place right now, postpone whatever work you have to evening , firstly I want to suck your Boobs and then Pee in your mouth.

"Aur sun, Bilkul pichle baar ki tarah khadi rehna darwaze ke piche ekdum nangi, door andar se lock nahi karna . mai 15 min me pohochta hu" and the call was disconnected without even waiting for her confirmation.

Richa accepted her fate, she new the drill. She immediately rushed to bathroom to get fresh . Came out in 10 min with only a small towel wrapped over her hair while her rest of the body remained naked except her wedlock. She had wiped her whole body using another larger towel inside the bathroom itself . Then she sat in front of the dressing table to apply some light makeup with sweet feminine perfume. She went to her cupboard to look for her undergarments and dress but was immediately reminded by warning of Mr Verma to remain stark naked.

Richa knew hardly 1-2 minutes were remaining for his arrival , hence dropped the plan of going with any fabric and decided to be his dish served ready and hot for her customer. She went into the hall, opened the main door slightly and stood in one of the most sexiest position behind it.

It was the same position that she had learnt from a BDSM movie where the actress is kneeling on her knees with her hands behind her head and fingers interlocked while elbows streched out facing 180 degrees apart, her mouth open wide to be offered for her master's dick with tongue sticking out.

Now appreared Mr Verma inside our premises, he was wearing a round neck T-shirt with lower track pants often used by those regular atheletes while running or practicing on playgrounds. Being in his early 40s, he still had a good physique that any woman would desire.

He barged in without knocking the door. It was a sight to die for as Richa stood there kneeling stark naked with only a towel wrapped around her hair and her mangalsutra danging over her cleavage, keeping her modesty and with most slutty expressions on her face and in her eyes. Verma needed no invitation as he came near my wife and started caressing her face and hair. He bent down from his waist and began kissing and licking her face. He could smell her freshly bathed body and literally tore off the towel to expose her beautiful silky black hair. Richa quickly kicked the main door to lock it while he lifted her up and threw on the sofa. He instantly jumped on her and started making animalistic love. He started at top but reached the bottom fairly quick and kept roaming all over her body. His kissing, licking and biting left her awestruck. He kept focusing on her body parts alternately. He started sucking Richa's breasts and nipples and kept licking them for long time while his hands kept teasing her clit and pinching it hard and rough. My wife was feeling the excitement but was trying hard to keep calm. She didn’t hold anything back and allowed him to explore her body completely but didn’t initiate anything herself. She kept supporting him the way he wanted.

After first few minutes of animalistic passion, Mr. Verma calmed down and sat beside her on the sofa. He didn’t say anything but started kissing her lips once again. Richa obediently opened her mouth and allowed him explore her tongue and reciprocated. He kept kissing her open mouth for long while his fingers again explored her womanhood. Richa was already wet and he sensed it as he tucked his fingers inside and also while pinching her clit along with pulling her both pussy lips down together.

She wasn’t hoping him to penetrate her this quickly! At least not before trying some nasty things! But he proved her wrong. He lowered his track pants and boxers and popped his member out. It was already raging hard and raring to go inside. He lied on the sofa and asked Richa to come on top of him. My wife, although she was slightly surprised, followed his commands quickly. She leaned on his body facing him and then adjusted her waist such that tip of his member was resting at her tunnel. She jerked her thighs gently to indicate him and he applied the pressure to push his member inside. It was not a distinct cock and had already explored my wife earlier and she greedily welcomed it as usual.

As it entered her tunnel, she felt the friction for a moment before getting adjusted to it. She soon started riding and grinding him and at the same time giving up her torso for him to enjoy. The man looked in pleasure as he had a full matured married woman riding him in a seductive way while her ripped melons were just few inches away for him to suck and torment. He first pulled her down and kissed her again.

“Acchi jaa rahi hai tu, aur jor se ragad isko apne andar " You’re doing amazing! Grind it well inside you!”, Mr. Verma commanded my wife as he brought her melons close to his mouth. Richa adjusted herself such that the grinding continued and he was able to start sucking her nipples. Her body had turned into an arc with a concave curve near her waist. Her bums were raised on his groin and her bosom was uplifted for him to continue sucking. Verma gracefully accepted the pleasure my wife was offering him. He remained calm and composed and extended his climax a lot longer. My wife kept grinding his member for well over 20 minutes while he alternated sucking her breasts, kneading them softly and at times kissing her full mouth. He also gave her gentle slaps on her thighs and side bums. But he was still hard and going strong although my wife was struggling to keep pace.

“Palat kutiya , Gaand dikha apni" Turn around bitch! Show me your ass!”, Mr. Verma roared as my wife’s pace dropped a bit.

She didn’t hesitate and turned around while his cock was still buried inside. He provided her support and also raised himself by supporting his back on the sofa armrest. He was now sort of sitting on sofa and Richa was on top of him but facing away. He hissed her body a bit as she adjusted herself in the changed position. “Is this the beginning (of rough part)?”, my wife though as he suddenly pulled her hairs into a pony and commanded her to ride faster. Richa shuddered for a minute but then tried to gain the pace. She bent a bit forward and placed her arms on both sides of his thighs and started pumping harder.

He being a demon didn't allow her to rest her arms over his thighs, instead asked her to keep them spread apart in the air in straight 180 degree away from each other. Richa obliged without complaining even once, although she knew it would be very difficult for her to maintain her posture in this vulnerable position.

Verma was now in a better stance as he lifted her by her waist and positioned her again on his cock. A couple of strong slaps on her jumping bums and back followed as he made her get into rhythm. Richa resumed her momentum with that spanking and started grinding him again and juggling her ass cheeks for him pleasure. Verma didn’t mind that and made a good use of it by slapping her bums really hard. He kept giving her strong slaps across both sides that soon turned into reddish. Her boobs were also hit and spanked from sidewise and back side, as far as his hand could reach . He also pinched her nipples in between using his finger nails.

Richa whined and moaned in pain when he asked her to bring her hands back and give them to him . She could feel the tight grip around her both wrists together as he caught them and secured them tight using his big hand . But still she kept relatively quiet as the onslaught continued. Mr. Verma was reaching his climax now and that was turning him more violent. He pulled her hairs roughly using his another hand and gave her few vertical slaps on her chest and boobs targetted exactly where they were meant to inflict maximum pain. Richa sensed his member twitching inside her tunnel. Another minute or two and then he violently pulled her closer, hugged her and ejaculated all inside her for the first time in that night.

He was a completely changed person post that climax. He pulled out roughly and threw Richa on the floor with her head supported by sofa and stuffed his member inside from behind her head. He was literally choking her but he didn’t reduce the pressure and kept pushing his cock deep inside.

“Kamini Randi, tujhe toh sab sadak chhap logo ne, office walo ne aur train ke yatriyo khule me chodna chahiye . Ek pal ke liye bina lund ke nahi rakhna chahiye ! Maza aata hai na tuze paraye aur anjaan aadmiyo se thukwane me ? bol haramzadi, bata sach sach "

Whore! You should be pounded in open! By all those horny men in the road or in the office or in the train! You shouldn’t be left without a cock even for a second. Don’t you enjoy getting banged by random men? Don’t you enjoy that bitch?”

he kept growling as he continued pushing in her deeper. Richa was struggling and couldn’t answer his questions but she kept herself active and focused on licking her own juices mixed with his from his mighty rod.

“Aur andar le isko kutiya " Take this you bitch”, he shouted as he pulled his member out for a moment and spitted big into her mouth. Richa didn’t object and licked his saliva off her lips before she was stuffed again with his member. He kept abusing her and using derogatory language while violating her mouth. At one point, Richa licked his saliva off the floor as well. But her submissiveness was only driving him even more crazier.

It wasn’t long before Richa was licking his shoes and cleaning them. He kept going further and stuffed her mouth by inserting half of his shoe tip inside and using the other to mercilessly slap her breasts. Her hands weren’t spared either as she tried hard to protect her breasts from brutal beating. She cried in pain when he actually lifted her from the floor by her nipples. Yes, he literally lifted her by grabbing her nipples/breasts and then threw her on the sofa.

She was flipped instantly to expose her bums. He started going mental on her bare bums as Richa prepared herself for brutal attack. She was relatively comfortable taking the beating on her bums than her chest! What a trade off! But this was a Devil’s attack as he kept blasting her bums, legs and back with his bare hands and shoes. Richa, surprisingly, stayed very strong and took all the nasty beating with only some moans. She didn’t try to move herself or protect her bums using hands this time. She remained steady as if she was tied down.

Finally, his sadist phase seemed to get over as he stopped. Richa was in immense pain but she was dead curious about the next part. She knew he wasn’t going to leave anytime soon but was hoping for relatively lighter time after the brutal attack. Verma relaxed on the adjacent chair leaving my wife lying on the sofa. He kept watching her beautiful redden back and nicely beaten up bums as he caught his breath. Richa didn’t dare to move for a couple of minutes after Verma stopped. Then she raised herself and turned to face her tormentor. He smiled at her as she picked herself and sat properly on the sofa. She could project only a half-smile. He sensed her discomfort.

“Mujhe maalum hai tujhe aise tarike se lene me maza aata hai ? hai na ? " I know you enjoy being treated this way! Don’t you?”, he popped the unpleasant question again. Richa knew men enjoy her discomfort in making her confess that truth. Verma was no exception as he put it to her. Richa nodded hesitantly and that made him smile.

He asked my wife to fetch him something to drink as he made himself comfortable in our living room. He moved the curtains open and was enjoying the nice view from our living room while Richa fetched him a Mango juice with a glass of water. She stumbled as she reached the living room seeing the open curtains. It wasn’t that she was going to be seen by people outside but it was a natural reaction that made her pause for a moment. She surpassed it quickly and stood naked obediently behind Verma as he started sipping the juice. He placed his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to the sliding where he was standing. Richa stood nervously although the area wasn’t brightly lit. He kept massaging her around the waist area and slowly moving up to her chest.

“You didn’t answer me!”, Mr. Verma reminded her of his earlier question. Richa delayed answering but eventually nodded positively. “Yes, right?”, he probed further. “Yes Sir!” she confessed finally. “Great! Let us continue ! Let me get you cleaned first!” announced Verma as he turned around and instructed Richa to walk with him. My wife was slowly dragged to our bedroom and then in our bathroom. Verma looked around to take a good look at it. “Wow! This is much cleaner than the hospital one!” he commented to remind her about the previous incidence. Richa didn’t react and kept standing beside him until she was pushed down on the knees. Verma picked up the jet spree and directed it towards her. “Show me your face bitch!” roared Verma as he positioned it. Richa looked up to him but had to instantly look away due to the force of water.

“Aankhe band kar aur muh khol " Close your eyes and open your mouth!” came the next command. He positioned her by the wall, made her hold the tap for support and raise her face so he could clean her mouth. My wife obliged and readied herself. Verma washed her entire face initially before directing the water straight into her mouth. Thankfully he would stop in between to allow her grasp her breath. It continued for some time wherein he directed the strong current on her boobs and also into her tunnel. It tickled her but wasn’t as painful and Richa survived it . He would deliberately alternate the spray between hot and cold water by adjusting the knob just to add an element of unpredictibility and made sure that my wife doesn't get too much comfortable in the process.

“Keep your mouth open bitch!” Verma commanded as he continued playing with jet. Richa wasn't much comfortable and quickly opened her mouth wider. But it was the dirty toilet cleaning vaccum rubber suction pump that invaded her mouth this time. Richa tried to close but couldn’t as the was pushed inside. Thankfully, it wasn’t as dirty as the one in hospital or the earlier brush but still it was a toilet cleaning instrument. Richa coughed hysterically when it was pulled out. She tried puking out lot of saliva to feel cleaner but was stuffed with the same again. “Lick it clean!” Verma commanded her further as he actually dumped it into toilet pot 2-3 times and placed in front of her mouth instead of pushing it in.

Richa hesitated and tried to excuse herself. “I know you will do it bitch!” he commented as he saw Richa backing off. He extended his feet and used his toe to rub her lower lips and press her clit. He still didn’t push the rubber pump in her mouth but instead kept it out. He wanted her to willingly lick it off. “Come on bitch! I know you can play a urinal in a gent’s public toilet as well as eat the even dirty brush. This is still much cleaner, isn’t it?” he kept arousing her by degrading her. It was accompanied by him spitting on her face and his fingers tickling her womanhood. Richa showed larger resilience this time but it eventually broke down. His laughter embarrassed her more than the feeling or taste of licking the dirty toilet rubber suction pump. She had honoured his command and licked the dirty rubber just like a cock just the way he expected. Her resistance was again broken down by him. It didn’t need Mr. Verma put a lot of effort to have her face buried into the toilet and being flushed. She had licked the toilet floor, pump and even the mat outside the toilet before being washed inside toilet pot. Her level of filthiness probably pleased Mr. Verma as he left her for cleaning herself after having urinated on her entire body. His urine was of pale yellow colour and carried a pungent smell . Richa was made to keep her mouth open where he targetted his canon and fired the narrow stream of his urine . He even made her hold his dick using one hand so as to not miss her face away from the trajectory while he himself held her chin using his left hand to keep her face firmly locked. The entire urine began flowing down from her head to face to hair to chest to her thights. Trust me, this was one of the worst humiliation faced by her until now. God knows what else was left to be done ?

Richa came out of the bathroom in 20 minutes after cleaning herself properly . She applied facewash, shampoo and soap to get the dirty smell of his pee out from her body. While leaving she gargled her mouth properly with mouthwash to avoid any bad odour of the rubber pump. She was only in her towel with no undergarments inside. She saw him sitting in living room relaxed with legs crossed over the center table . TV was turned on while although he was busy in scrolling over his mobile screen. When she entered the hall, she wanted to ask him, if he was gonna leave any time soon . But the defiant feeling in her was immediately wiped away upon his stern gaze from corner of his eyes over her body. She remained quitely seated over the sofa away from him until his further orders.

Good seems like you are again as fresh as earlier. Lets continue the fun,but this time not over here. We shall go to your terrace. Hope nobody remains over there at this point of time. Richa was hell scared upon listening his plan. She knew there were cameras installed in the staircase and corridor premises. She showed him a lot of resistance to drop the plan at the beginning but upon little persuasion was ready to offer him everything he wished in return. Verma being an adamant person sticked to his idea until very last. He was not at all ready to listen to her mercy and pleas and tried to break her by slapping on her face until making her confess that she is ready.

Slap...!!
Slap...!!
Slap...!!

Ok....Ok...!! Mai aati hu

And my wife got ready when he brought his hand near to her face for the very 4th time in quick row. Verma enjoyed her defeat and paraded her naked across the staircase. Meanwhile he himself was dressed in his T-shirt and Lower pants. He didn't mind wearing his undergarments which remained laid at our flat till the very end. Richa was ordered to keep her hands folded tightly behind her back and he grabbed her using her hair.

She thought they would be using the lift,but Verma dragged her towards stairs . He would deliberately walk behind her 2 steps below and with much slow pace to increase the time of their travel. Richa's hair were getting pulled down roughly but all she wanted to reach as quick as possible to avoid getting caught by any of the neighbours especially Mr Nagarkar . She acted like his perfect slave and let him do all naughty stuffs that he wanted to. Her boobs were stuck out in open and were protruding to be mauled. Had anyone (security guard) would have encountered them, he would definitely not miss this golden chance of grabbing them.

Finally after climbing up 3 floors non-stop. They reached our flat's terrace. It was a huge open space with some garden and nobody seen around. There were few plants of palm trees potted around the corner. Verma pushed Richa at the center of the terrace garden and made her go down on her knees. He lowered his pants to reveal his cock. My wife obediently opened her mouth to engulf his pole and began working over it. Her hands were still behind her back. Verma got a complete head from my wife with no obstruction. He would deliberately pull her face over his member, until her nose crumbled on his groin. She took his dick entirely in her mouth and also gave a seductive look by maintaining eye contact with him.

After a nice blowjob when his dick got enough erection, Verma took my wife towards a ladder which headed to our flat wings, common water tank. It was inclined to small ceiling over which the blue 'SYNTAX' water tank was kept. At first he asked my wife to climb up the ladder and reach above. Then he climbed behind her. Richa was made to open up its cap and check the water level. She could see it to be fully filled upto the brim . Verma was delighted and grabbed my wife by her rear neck, he thrusted her face into the water tank without any warning and dipped it inside. That was a shock for my wife as she was not at all prepared for this sudden assault. She was kept submerged inside for 10-12 seconds until he pulled her back to allow her to breathe.

Richa was huffing and puffing when she was pulled out. "MAZAA AAYA RANDI ?" Did u enjoy slut ? he asked with a sadistic smile. Richa too reciprocated in a Yes seeing victory on his face. "Badhiya hai.... ab aise hi lunga mai teri ....dekhte hai tere fefdo me kitni jaan h, kitne der saas rokne ki taakat hai " Good, now I am gonna bang u in the same manner .....now lets check your lungs capacity and breath holding power in the water. "

The fun began for Mr Verma when he kept on putting Richa's face into the water tank again and again. Each time she was made to count the number of seconds and tell them loudly to him, whenever he would pull her out to allow her for breathing.

60 sec

100 sec

150 sec

210 sec

240 sec

And so on and so forth were the rounds repeated. Mr Verma would slap her wet face and pull back her hair behind her head often whenever she was given break
This process was carried around for next 20-25 minute non stop until my wife was totally exhausted. Her lungs had almost given up and chest was acking until she began crying for being too docile. But yet enjoyed the whole act as it was an altogether new experience for her. None of her masters had tried water submission and enhanced her limits by pushing the boundaries one step ahead.

Finally his ego was satisfied after tormenting my wife enough. Mr Verma bathed my wife on the terrace itself . He later left our premises with another blowjob and kept Richa a play toy for his next visit.

T.B.C

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abcturbine · 01-01-2024, 02:55 PM

Badshah.. You made my new year...
Great..
Hope to get you back soon....

ananth1986 · 03-01-2024, 04:11 AM

A bang entry after a long gap. Expect weekly updates. Please do the favour

ananth1986 · 11-01-2024, 04:52 AM

Any updates for holiday?

Kinky_Badshah · 25-01-2024, 10:33 PM

WEEKEND UPDATE

It was 3 P.M. in the afternoon, when Richa got relieved after Verma's brutal assault. He took almost 4-5 long hours since morning when I left . He left no stone unturned in using my wife from head to toe. Now there was no point left for her going to office as it was too late while she was tired as fuck as hell, hence decided to skip it today alltogether and continue working from tomorrow onwards. She went to have a peaceful afternoon nap in our master bedroom.

B4 sleeping Richa dropped the whatsapp message to inform her office H.R. collegue that she wont be able to come today and discharge the duties to someone else for timebeing. She didn't even wait for response from other side and straightaway went to bed to doze offf.

I got free from work early today and came back home at 6 P.M. Such instances are usually regular when I find Richa sleeping while I return home. Yeah she is on the mission and has the duty to serve the lust of 100s of men behind my back.

I rang the doorbell twice, but getting no responce from the other end, I was left with no choice to use the alternate key and enter. I removed my shoes + socks at drawing room's rack and began searching my wife. She was sleeping innocently on her left curl shoulder. Her legs were folded and knees brought near chest. A soft creamish white furr sheet was covering her milky body from the cold A.C winds set at 23 degree celcius temperature.

I wanted to cuddle her from behind, didn't mind disturbing her and began changing my clothes. During the same time I saw her mobile phone vibrating on the side table. Usually I dont check her mobile but upon seeing the screen from far distance, it appeared that the office H.R. collegue had been calling. I thought it would disturb her sleep and hence snoozed for timebeing. Moreover Richa was expert in managing her official tasks. When the ringing ended, I could see a text message was flashed. Upon sliding the notification tab from above. I saw 13 missed calls , 9 text messages & 4 emails.

Now this was what really worried me and I made my wife wake up from sleep to bring her attention. I shook Richa and woke her up asap. 'Hi Honey, Good evening..!! Is everything all right in your company ? Why is your H.R. collegue calling you time and again . Didn't you go today ? and I showed her mobile.

Richa was pleased to see me, she gave me a cute smile, opened her eyelids partially to check the mobile.

She immediately went into full attention upon seeing so many calls and messages. Gone was her lazy sleep and now Richa was sitting on bed with up straight spine checking each mail carefully. A worry was clearly evident on her forehead. I decided not to inquire at this point of time and let her handle the situation. I went to the attached washroom to take a shower and get freshened up. 15 minute after my arrival. I saw her talking over phone in the kitchen. Her voice tone seemed to be nervous and she was explaining why she couldn't come to office today. Maybe it was her superior on the line. I could hear her saying SORRY multiple times.

Although I didn't bother her much and grabbed a namkeen snack packet from the kitchen trolley. Went to drawing room to watch T.V. But my mind was still occupied due to her trouble . I wanted to hear the conversation ongoing and deliberately kept the T.V. Volume at low . Finally came my wife out. She sat beside me and hugged me tightly. I could see her eyes wet of tears and face dull. That made me little worried. I lifted her chin and asked to discuss what the exact matter was.

She honestly spoke up -

"Today was the Annual Review Meeting of our Company. Everyone including the Board of Directors were present to discuss the future plan and strategy. They had MDs , CEOs and HODs coming from Middle East and Gulf countries to India only to attend this meeting in person. But I was unaware of this fact . Being the Marketting project lead, I was unable to attend bcoz of Mr Verma's visit today. Now they have decided to put me temporarily on bench (suspension) and are soon going to get me fired (terminated) . I am only 2 months due for my next increment. But if this happens I will be brought back to 4 years down. There is no point in quitting the job at this moment and searching for a new one as the Industry is already flooded with heavy retention and job losses."

This was a serious issue to ponder upon as I knew the problem was genuine. I took a moment to calm her down but was myself stuck in thinking possible solution. I asked her to discuss it directly with her top bosses and get the matter resolved. Maybe they could understand the issue and let it go without much bothering.

Richa continued - "I had a talk with my H.R. collegue , she told that there is only 1 solution. Get in contact with Mr Thool . He is the U.A.E. head of the company and decides upon all the matters related to Personnel. But the only problem was he is a totally pervert oldie. In his 30 years of service he has had casual relationships with 90 + female employees across globe. Not to mention his affairs outside the office , which go beyong 40. "

I taunted her devilishly, "Wont that be an easy task for you darling, ? I mean you already have a good taste for Oldies including Mr Nagarkar, Naidu, Gada ." Adding another few into your list wont be that difficult.

Richa hit me playfully with her elbow and gave a smirk. She knew that it was apparently true but didn't want to accept so easily to maintain her modesty.

Go ahead, give him a call right now and get the ice breaked. I handed over her mobile phone into her hand. Richa could find his mobile number from the company's website. But it was telephonic office number. Upon seaching her mail, she got his personal number enclosed. I asked her to keep the phone on speaker.

The conversation went as follows -

"Hello ........ Is this Mr Thool Speaking ?" - Opened my wife
"Yes, who's this ?" - he replied softly but in a heavy and hoarse voice.

"Sir, I am Richa, The Marketting Team project lead" - My wife introduced herself.
"Actually sir ....I was not able to come tod....." - she was gonna complete the sentence b4 that itself was interrupted.

"Who the fuck allowed you to call me at my personal number ? don't you know who I am , dumb lady? And why the hell you didn't show your ass today at the ARM ? " - blasted Mr Thool on my wife. His tonality was completely changed and one could sense a dominating trait in his voice itself. This masculine voice was making her submit to him automatically. Richa kept herself docile in front of him and decided to remain mumm.

"Are you gonna reply anything bitch ?" - he roared at her once again making her realize that she had to respond him something over call.

"Sir, I was geniunely gonna come, but a close relative of mine showed up unexpectedly. Dont worry, this wont happen again. I will be regular from next time onwards. I promise you that" - apologized my wife

"Huuuhhh...!! poor lady, I don't believe in future. A mistake created is a blunder caused. Weren't you informed over mail about ARM 2 days beforehand itself. You are fired from today onwards itself stupid woman. No need to show your face in my office from tomorrow onwards. Your personal stuff will be couriered to you in next few days along with your termination letter. I will also ensure you get blacklisted from the entire corporate world and nobody in the market will even think of recruiting you bcoz of your careless attitude. You must definitely be punished " - barked Mr Thool over her.

"Plz Plz ...don't do that sir. I really am ignorant for not checking my mail. But plz dont remove me. I mean, my job will be lost permanently. Where and how will I get a new job in the times of heavy recession. Instead I have a better idea, lets meet in person for once, give me a last chance to convince you and get things sorted. Even after that you if feel that I am guilty. Then I wont stop you from Punishing me by termination. But plz give me one last chance. " - begged Richa

"All right, Meet me at hotel XXXXX, Room num XXXX. You've got 60 minutes to come and convince me." - closed Mr Thool by cutting the call abruptly upon hearing the world Punishment.

"Richa knew what needed to be done. She was quick into action mode and immediately put the address in local taxi app, and booked the cab without caring for the expensive fare. It showed 30 minutes from her location. And the driver would reach to pick her up by next 10 minutes. She rushed to bathroom to get fresh and came back from bedroom wearing a long jacket upto her thighs. Behind it was a slutty revealing 2 peice red-black bikini over white high heels. I offered her handbag(mini purse) and requested to atleast wear a skimpy mini skirt. She accepted my suggestion and left giving me a goodbye kiss on my forehead. "

No wonder the hotel was an extravagant one. It had a huge reception lobby followed by well trained staff and posh ambience. She was inquired about her purpose of the visit by receptionist. No doubt she was going to tell the exact reason behind it, but made a fake one by telling some official business related work. The receptionist gave a smirk, glancing at her dress followed by clock timing. He could very well understand that she was lying and what her actual purpose of visit was. Entry was made in the register and way was laid.

On the other end, she saw a Bar counter. Richa asked the bar tender for a strong Vodka shot and gulped it down in 1 single go. That gave her nice confidence. She requested for a favour to let her have a bottle of Red wine and bring the bill directly to room. The bar tender agreed giving her an Australian Jacob's creek wine.

My semi-typsy wife carried the bottle with her. Took the empty lift to reach the desired floor. She adjusted her dress by unzipping the jacket way down till her belly button, squeezed her boobs out a little out of her red-black Bikini ,opened her hair, and applied light lipstick from her bag as touchup makeup in the lift itself using the mirror attacted over rear side.

When her hand went down into the purse for lipstick and foundation, she could see her golden Mangalsutra put in by me. Richa laughed naughtily at my mischievous act of this. She understood the intentions behind but decided not to put it on as it wont match with her modern attire.

Upon reaching the floor , she saw the vestibule was laid with clean red velvet carpet and walls on either side were hung with beautiful miniature paintings. Ceiling of the corridor was lighted bright with yellow vintage lamps giving a modern look.

The doorbell was rung twice by my nervous wife and the gate was opened by Mr Thool. He was an ugly fat man with a typical pot belly of uncle. simply wearing a bathrobe to cover his hairy body. No woman would ever look at this devil even in her dreams. But the position which he was holding gave him the authority and suzerinity over all others. Richa didn't judge him but felt pity on herself. He reminded her of Lala ji who was Anal expert and showed no mercy in taking her Ass brutally.

Mr Thool was literally mesmerized seeing my hot and sexy wife, but he didn't show any expression on his face. He kept a blunt smile and inquired about her by uplifting his eyebrows.

"Hello sir, I am Richa, the marketting head. We had a talk over call half an hour ago." - my wife opened the communication politely .

"Ohh yeah, Atleast here you came on time dumb lady."- taunted Mr Thool arrogantly by gazing over his wrist watch. He had put a stopwatch timer on which indicated 45 min passed. Richa was confused between whether he had been eagerly waiting for her OR was he gonna punish her further for not coming on time. But she let the stupid thoughts go from her mind and focused on present.

Yes sir, I have also brought some nice liquer for you. If you are free, we can have some talk with drinks. I mean, I can explain you my morning mistake's, the reason behind it was not a fake one.

"Allright woman, come inside. Lets see your convincing power."

My wife sat down on the sofa , removed her jacket although it was cold due to A.C. and began to serve the wine in 2 glasses. She swayed her hair alternatively in between to bring his attention towards her beauty. Mr Thool being an adamant person didn't show any heed to her sexy upper torso . Instead he was sitting on the bed laid back, busy into his laptop with some powerpoint slides. When Richa saw no response from his end. She decided to wear her Mangalsutra over neck, open her long hair and walked towards him.

Richa seductively walked towards him and sat on the edge of the bed in front of him. She carried the glasses beneath her chest and showed her ample cleavage with half boobs popping out of her bra. Her chest was tight and out , as if offering him those supple melons.

Sir, here is your share. Richa advanced the glass towards him. Mr Thool upon hearing her melodious voice, shifted his eyes from laptop screen and looked at her mesmerizing sexy body. My wife was looking one hell of a Married Indian Slut ready to be fucked then and there itself. Any man's wet dream was her today. Thool being no exception took the glass from her and began sipping the drink slowly.

He had understood very well that my wife had come here for sexual favours. But he was not going to give it to her too easily and hence decided to play hard. Mr Thool gave her the glass back again went back to his laptop for 2 min and ignored my wife alltogether. Richa was finding it difficult to seduce this man as he was showing no interest into her.

Upon passing of 3-4 minutes, when he was totally done with work, he shut the laptop screen and kept it aside. He could see Richa sitting right in front of him fidgeting her fingers ,trying to figure out some way or the other to grab his attention and seduce him, but was unable to find one. Mr Thool enjoyed this discomfort and thought enough was enough. He breaked the silence by ordering her to stand up in front of him.

She stood as told. Now he could have a perfect view of her complete full body while sitting on bed itself and gulping his drink sip by sip. He looked at her from bottom to top. My hot wife Richa was standing on her high heels with pleated white mini skirt upto her upper thighs, revealing her shaved long legs. Her upper body was covered only with a Bra and my given Mangalsutra. Jet black open Hair hung back behind shoulders and innocent face had a nervous yet seductive look.

Mr Thool asked her to introduce herself once again for timebeing. As Richa began giving her identity and designation. he began carrasing her legs slowly. His rough and big hands went up from her lower outer knees to upper inner thighs. Richa felt ticklish with this act and thought of stopping him. She brought her hands down to jerk his palm away but got a stern look from him. He clearly meant no obstruction and left my weak wife surrender in front of him. She opened her legs slightly to give him more access as his hands advanced up.

Mr Thool was a smart cunning fellow , He deliberately didn't go to her love traingle .Instead he skipped the actual spot and his hands began going further up to her navel, belly button and torso. Richa began shaking or vibrating due to this but he made her stand straight by keeping her arms raised above straight up. Her formal introduction was already over, which he had barely listened. Now he asked my wife to kneel in front of him and tell something about herself or her family background. In this way he kept her busy furnishing her irrelevant details while kept himself engaged in playing with his babydoll.

Richa lowered herself while keeping her hands raised above straight Now came her boobs and neck into his target. He playfully grabbed them while sitting and asked her few personal questions about her married life upon seeing her dangling mangalsutra. Richa was obliged to answer each one of them, while he mauled her Melons nicely during the interaction. No resistance was shown from her behalf at all. Thool sir had his subordinate at mercy. He looked straight into her eyes deep and moved his rough fingers over her soft pink lips - left to right, right to left and covered them all. Richa parted the soft lips for him to spill out some saliva and get some wet lubrication. Mr Thool saw this and directly entered his forefinger into her mouth. She earnestly began sucking it like a lollypop which didn't surpize him much. Even until now the eye contact was kept intact.

Now the tone was set for him. He enjoyed her discomfort as his hand grabbed one of Richa's melons and pressed it. “Ouuuhhh”, my wife moaned as he increased the force and her body contracted. She noticed his aggression growing as he conquered both her breasts and started thrashing and squeezing them hard. He wasn’t rough yet but there was tremendous lust in it. He lowered on her and started kissing her wildly. They were nasty and sloppy kisses as he explored her mouth deep and wide. Richa was already getting warmed up as she voluntarily placed her arm around his neck and pulled him closer. He enjoyed her support and started kissing her cherries and bosom over the BRA fabric. He didn’t unhook her strap but instead moved down to her naval. Richa had Mr. Naidu (the oldie) already explored her naval and she was aware of old men’s fascination to her naval so she started breathing harder to tease him further with the movement of her stomach as if she was super excited. It worked as Mr. Thool started pinching her stomach and waist and kissing her naval before exploring it deeper with his tongue. His lust was increasing as he soon started biting her stomach and waist and pressing her boobs harder. When Mr. Thool broke for a moment to catch his breath, he noticed Richa in a vulnerable position with her arms stretched outright above her head and her bosom totally exposed to him with closed eyes and heaving breathing. He smiled to himself knowing that Richa was well under his control.

Mr. Thool enjoyed it smelling as his victory as he extended his hand to take my wife off the floor and onto the bed. Richa grabbed his hand and raised herself slowly as if being climbed to the bed by her lover. He was quite gentle as he placed his arm around her waist while her skirt remained placed. As they approached the bed, he placed his other hand on the bra. He gently pulled the strap out and removed the bra. He bent down again to kiss her naval and tummy as my wife stood only in her skirt and mangalsutra in front of her boss. This time he moved up quickly and planted kisses on her breasts before smooching her once again. This was turning into a nice lovemaking and surprisingly Richa wasn’t too uncomfortable as she kept playing along. Thool turned her around as he kissed her back and shoulders again and this time grabbing her tits and also proceeding to unhook her skirt. He was thankfully quite gentle with her clothes as they were soon lying on the bed but weren’t torn apart. Richa was turned again as Thool buried himself into her Melons. He kept sniffing and kissing her while his hands were holding and grabbing her waist, stomach, back and gradually moving down to her buttocks as well. Mr. Thool was totally engaged in Richa as she soon lost her skirt and her panty was exposed to him. They didn’t realize Richa's phone ringing as Mr. Thool was completely drowned in sucking and licking her beautiful and round breasts and hard nipples.

The call was from me, 'her husband' to check if everything was going allright. Richa decided to not pick it up at first instance. But when Mr Thool saw it. He deliberately made her attend while keeping on speaker mode. He wanted to make sure that fact that when he is fucking a married lady, part of the charm will be that he is taking purity of the wife of another man. She is the wife of someone else, someone who is duty bound to obey her husband's orders. The mangalsutra enforced the fact that he was going to defile her, behind her husband's back, on bed, while man is still on call just a click away ... it added spice to the enticement.

"Hi Honey..!! Called you casually to have a routine check ?" - I asked casually as if I dont know anything at all.

"Uuuummmmpppphhhh AAaaaahhhhh " Yeah I am all good dear - was her moanful reply. It was bcoz he had bitten her nipples really hard with his sharp teeth that made her gasp before answering me.

"Are you gonna stay at your friend's place the whole night , sweetheart ? " - This was my last question to know about her midnight return plans.

"Ooooofffff, Ooooffff , Yeaaasss yeeasss , Ohhhh shit " - was her reply. I got my answer and the call was disconnected. Mr Thool had gone down on her and began licking her Pussy. Oral sex really makes my wife uncontrollable . Now it was all on her boss's terms. Richa was merely a slave in front of her master.

Richa expected all hails to break loose with this man . She even noticed a distinct change in Thool’s aggression level after my phone call. Her mouth opened automatically as his fingers approach her lips and pinched them roughly. She was fisted regularly by all her men and she encouraged Thool on the same line. He appreciated her eagerness but didn’t push his fist inside her mouth and instead kept rubbing and pinching both her lips. He did exactly what Richa was scared about. He delayed his reaction and instead waited for her to speak or react. Now, Richa has confessed this to me multiple times that she doesn’t mind her men going extra rough but finds it difficult to strike conversations in such vulnerable situations. And, she is not an introvert who avoids conversations; she is well read and confident. But when she finds herself in such situations, her submissiveness kicks in and she finds herself completed subdued. In other words, she finds it hard to accept that she enjoys being treated rough but finds it further enticing when men make her admit it. Her soft spot has been exploited multiple times by all her men. This time she was facing the dilemma again in front of her new man. Mr. Thool simply stopped sucking her chest and instead sat down on the sofa adjacent to her while she was facing him.

"Do you usually sleep with other men while your poor husband awaits for you whole night ? " - inquired Thool ?

“Come on, face me and speak!”, THool started the interrogation. Richa's nervousness grew in leaps and bounds as she noticed him determined to extract information. He stretched his hand and pulled her chin up so she couldn’t even avoid looking at him. “I need details slut, quick!"

“Nothing much Sir! At times I have slept with my Husband's boss while my man was away! He enjoyed being a little kinky . So, on one of the occasions, he made me lick his body as such!”, my wife provided some details that brought a wry smile on him.

“I understand sleeping around! I’m sure he had enjoyed your body a lot! But have you tried licking the ass? I mean, did anyone force you or you've ever volunteered? Are you someone enjoying the filth?”, the interrogation continued as Mr. THool asked pointed questions. He fidgeted with his member as he spoke indicating his unrest due to growing member. Richa wondered if he also had the same kinky taste as of Mr Patil or would he be rough, or would he just grind over!

Hearing such words, she expected him to be on the kinky side and not rough as he was quite gentle until my phone call. My wife sat down reluctantly, covering her womanhood in naked state with just her wedlock (mangalsutra) on her. Mr. THool stretched his arm and grabbed a nip and started playing gently as he continued interrogation.

“Alright! Tell me now how about ass licking ?” he put the straight question. Richa tried seducing him by pushing her hands behind her back, adjusting her hairs and thus protruding her breasts out towards him. He liked it and grabbed both her melons but didn’t bury himself into them and instead continued. “Tell me quick , slut ! ”

“In one of those meetings, after my Husband's boss banged me hard we proceeded to take a bath together. While we were in his bathtub, there was a bottle of chocolate syrup nearby. He picked it up and sprayed on my body and started licking it off. In the passionate moments, I also put some on his chest and started reciprocating. He loved it a lot and I kept playing along. But it soon turned kinky as he put the syrup on his member first and then all over his groin. Before I realize I found him smothering my face with his groin first and then slowly with his bums. He was so much turned on that I didn’t feel like protesting although it was too filthy and instead continued licking him as he liked. Another couple of minutes and he put some on his ass crack followed by inside. He looked up to me and I had no courage to reject his offer. That set the trigger!”, my wife clarified in one shot and then stopped. She couldn’t face him anymore and looked down breathing heavily. She was expecting (or rather hoping) that he would attack her at least now knowing her dark secrets. But nothing of that sort happened as Thool remained quiet but kept pressing her breasts softly.

“Was that just once? Or do you do it regularly? What else have you done with him?”, THool resumed her interrogation; much to her aggravation.

“I thought he said you’ve a flight to catch tomorrow . And you wouldn’t want to waste it just asking the questions!”, my wife commented sarcastically. It surprised herself too as that’s never her nature to be blunt or arrogant in those vulnerable positions. But the words were already spoken and damage has been done.

“Don’t you worry! I am always under control!”, Mr. THOOL responded with a wry smile. He was annoyed with the tone as Richa sensed her nips pinched hard for a moment or two, but he didn’t lose composure. Richa didn’t react but just kept looking away as if disinterested. Mr. THool waited for her to react as he kept playing with her nips and handling her breasts patiently. But she did not.

“WHACK!”, a strong slap followed the minute of silence.

“I need an answer!”, came a stern voice. Richa literally trembled with the power and looked up to her man who was equally calm as before and kept playfully pulling her nipples. But the sheer power and determination meant there was no scope of negotiation.

“No, it started as one time but then he enjoyed doing nasty things everytime ! I have been regularly licking his body. He enjoys being dirty as well as daring ! I have been used in the office, his house, in a taxi and also at my place multiple times. And he also loves sharing me with his office collegues and other bosses as well !”, my wife didn’t hold much back this time.

“And are you saying you don’t have an option but to play along?” Mr. THOOL’s question baffled my wife.

“No, I have not been pushed into this! But yes, I get pushed a lot when I am in the middle of it!”, my wife finally answered with a naughty smile. She saw no reason to play coy in front of this new man anymore who was now knowing a lot of her secrets. She chose to release herself from the mental trauma and instead leaving the ball in his court. She prepared herself to confess that she had been a nasty slut since everyone knew the purpose of her presence in the room. And then she hoped that he would stop his interrogation.

“And is that only with your husband's boss and his friends?”, the interrogation continued.

The stance changed a bit though as Mr. Thool took her on his lap and pulled her mouth to kiss on her lips. Richa saw the opportunity and offered him full mouth, letting him explore her tongue and feed her his saliva. Mr. Thool enjoyed that sloppy kissing as he kept pressing her tits alternately. He was now confidently and aggressively pulling or pushing my wife as if she was his paid meal. Richa exhibited no resistance that led to increased aggression on his part as he stuffed her mouth and then kept smooching her hard and licking her face until her face looked messed. He wasn’t exactly spitting it out, but the effect was similar and Richa knew it was only a matter of time before she was made to taste a new saliva. She remained completely polite but was startled a bit when Mr. Thool lifted her up and threw on the edge of the bed. There was nothing to hide from him as Mr. THool spread her legs towards the edge of the bed as if to penetrate her. He positioned himself between her legs, placed her hands on the side and rested her head on a thick pillow. She was in a perfect position to start banging but Thool was in his bathrobe. Richa was glad to see him get rid of it although he was little hairy. But he didn’t pull it down immediately.

“SLAP”, this time he targeted Richa's lower lips and womanhood as he repeated his question. “So, how many men have been here?” he repeated as if pointing towards her opening. A series of gentle SLAPs followed seeing no response form my wife. “Other than your husband's boss , his friends and hopefully your husband! Who else?” the question was repeated one more time. And this time her clit was punctured and pinched. Richa shivered in pain and excitement and her body jerked instantly.

“Oh gosh! Please, aaaaaahhhhhh”, my wife moaned at that teasing and Thool enjoyed it. The intensity increased, and the teasing soon turned somewhat painful but Richa kept her lips sealed. When Richa didn’t answer after few more pinches, Mr. Thool changed his approach. He lifted her legs and brought them together and then blasted those with his hands. A series of 7-8 strong SLAPs on either side brought a good moaning of my wife as she jerked in pain. Mr. THool had a good solid and firm hand and he explored a good amount of her flesh on the bum cheeks.

“I don’t like repeating the questions or being ignored!” he announced. And he didn’t wait for Richa to respond or react. He went on blasting her bums and lower thighs with another series of 7-8 strong SLAPs. Richa's concern grew as he didn’t wait even after those and spread her legs again to start twisting and pinching her clit and lower lips. He wasn’t any gentle now and those pinches/twists were meant to cause pain than excitement. Even Richa couldn’t absorb all the pain and whimpered a few times but kept mum. Mr. THool looked up once before moving himself closer to bed and started tormenting her breasts and nipples. Richa wondered if he would ask her again or just keep tearing. He was extremely rough towards her chest; as he pinched her nips real hard, squeezed her melons unequally, twisted them and eventually tried lifting her using nipples. Richa resisted a bit this time but he threw her arms away and started repeating. BANG! A strong slap on the face really moved her upside down when she tried resisting again.

“A couple of men from our colony! Other than Husband's boss and his friends and staff!”, Richa knew she cannot stop Mr. THool until she answers his question. He was like a sadist; much different than Patil Sir or even Imran.

“Enlist how many and whom in short!”, she received her next command from Thool.

It didn’t take any moment this time for her to start. She explained how it started with Imran, Patil Sir, his friends, his office staff including Sandesh and Rakesh and then included only Nagarkar and other Naidu from the oldies group. She skipped quite a few of them which neither Patil Sir or even Imran was aware of. But that seemed to have put THool at ease. He asked her few more embarrassing questions but finally seemed satisfied.

“You have done so many nasty things!” he commented as he kissed her one more time on her lips and then made her lie on the bed. This time it proceeded as per the regular rituals. Richa was pulled to edge, legs spread horizontally, bathrobe dropped, and THool became the 'n'th man to penetrate my wife. He was much gentle as he started stroking my wife. He was well endowed in terms of girth of his member and brought it to good use as he started grinding over my wife. Richa was quickly lubricated and she didn’t hold anything back. Her hands were kept over her head as Thool started freely kissing her lips, sucking her breasts and nipples and going down to her naval also. He enjoyed biting her shoulder blades, her ear lobes, her lips and at time her arms as well as her tummy and waist. Richa received a few gentle and playful SLAPs on her bums too but overall, he kept her aroused with his tool and technique. But what astonished Richa was his stamina! He kept stroking her at almost equally consistent speed and depth for well over 10-15 minutes without losing erection at all. She wondered what would make him reach his climax as his long strokes were leading to aching in her already spread legs. As time elapsed, Thool was engrossed in angling his strokes and increasing his coverage in my wife’s tunnel to arouse her further. Richa sensed the opportunity and started playing seductress by biting her lips, responding to his strokes with moans, cupping her breasts and jerking her body attractively. Thool was impressed with her effort as he bent further and lifted her torso up by hugging her tightly. He seemed to be reaching his peak as he pushed Richa back on her back, lifted her legs from waist onwards and sat on his knees next to her bums and started pumping her deeper. My wife kept moaning and groaning in rhythm as THool finally reached the climax and unloaded tons of loads of his juices all over my wife. He seemed to have great control in shooting as well since he discharged quite good inside Richa, then pulled out and sprayed remaining over her naked body targeting her melons and face. There were no hesitations as THool threw himself on the bed suggesting Richa to clean him up. She did her job to perfection licking his thick but relatively limp member coated with her own juices. This was followed by cleaning his balls and overall groin area as well. He kept patting and playing with my wife’s hairs until she was cleaning him.

Richa kept lying beside him still holding his member in her palms and waiting for next commands. She was pleasantly surprised when Mr. Thool asked her to get cleaned up. Richa rushed into bathroom and was soon joined by Thool in the standing shower. He kissed and hugged her multiple times as they both bathe each other using the fancy soap and oils kept there. Mr. Thool was stark naked this time and Richa took good care of his hairy and wet body as she soaped his chest, groin and legs to his satisfaction. They stepped out of shower together and dried each other as Thool put on his bathrobe while Richa wrapped herself into towel. He proceeded towards the room and relaxed on the sofa. Richa went to the tepoy and fetched him a glass of fresh juice. He appreciated her servitude and allowed her to get a drink for herself too. As she fetched it, THool again asked her to sit beside her on the sofa. Richa didn’t hesitate this time as she thought she thoroughly fulfilled his desires and he seemed quite satisfied. She was correct this time as Mr. THool gulped the juice down and moved closed to my wife to touch and feel her fresh body. His hands roamed around her face, melons and mainly her bums that he had roughed up earlier. He was trying to assess the damage and was glad that Richa didn’t complain a bit.

“Do you need a break?” she was put a difficult question.Richa wondered what the intent was though she almost instantly denied. She was actually exhausted, she was being roughed up since morning and it had been about 6-7 hours, but she didn’t find it appropriate to admit it if he was actually looking for additional round. Such was her obedience!

“Well, I am planning to take a break! But I will keep you busy!”, THool commented.

"He played a few bollywood item song and made my wife dance on it for next 10-15 minutes while he laid back on bed with the glass of wine and enjoyed her swaying her naked body to the rthymes and beats. She was a perfect meat for him tonight. " The wine had began its effect and Mr Thool was now getting high. He seemed to get sleepy as his eye lids partially closed. But Richa kept moving her body , this time now facing her back. She didn't stop until she was confirmed that he was asleep. After 20 minutes of intense dance my wife was tired and sat on the sofa. Upon seeing no objection from him, she could confirm that he was out.

“We are not done yet!”, Mr. THOOL winked to my wife when she was caught yawning. Richa almost shortened her yawn and nodded affirmatively with a smile. The Boss of her's hadn't slept at all.
As she wondered what was in store for her, she noticed Mr. THool helping her lie on the sofa and rolled her panties down. It wasn’t an aggressive act and Richa remained silent as her towel was opened and legs were spread. Mr. Thool quietly bent and kissed her first and then lowered his boxers to reveal his member. It wasn’t completely erect but enough for penetration as Richa noticed. He took a good look at Richa love triangle and started by pushing a finger into her. Richa grasped in anticipation and her body contracted at once. And then she started jerking instantly as his middle finger penetrate her and made a hook inside rubbing hard against the walls whereas the index finger and thumb combined to pinch her clit hard and fast. Richa was seduced in no time and begged him to ride.

There was no teasing this time as Mr. Thool positioned himself over her on the sofa and entered my wife 2nd time in the night. It was a passionate session this time as he bent and kissed her full mouth while his member explored her territory. He wasn’t going hard or rough and instead kissed her skillfully, played with her breasts, sucked her nipples seductively while his member kept pressing inside. Richa already had her arms wrapped around and was jumping up and down in excitement giving him the best angles and positions to ride her. “Didn’t you mind being groped by other men in the office?” he whispered secretly in her ears as they pushed their bodies towards each other. “Such a bitch you’re!”, he further commented seeing no reply from her as his member twisted and enlarged inside her tunnel. She smiled and jerked her pelvis acknowledging the strokes.

“Your count (of sleeping with men) has been much higher than any other lady in office ” he exclaimed and reached another depth inside her. “Ooouch!” a moan escaped her. “I am taking you along! ” THool exclaimed indicating how much he had enjoyed with her and then placed his lips on my wife’s, not letting her even whisper! They engaged into some wet sloppy kissing, exchanging their saliva and licking and sucking each other’s tongue. Richa sensed Mr. Thool’s pelvis movement picking pace and raised herself slightly as he began emptying his loads. Richa received it all gladly and remained dutiful under her boss!

“It’s fun when an office lady behaves like a slut! For everyone around!” Mr. Thool winked at Richa.

My wife sensed him referring to her behavior and decided to play her slut’s role forward. She instantly went down on her knees in front of sofa and opened her mouth when THool pulled out and stood beside. “That’s what I was referring to!”, he elaborated with a smile on his face when he noticed Richa's smiling face with open mouth and stretched tongue wanting to lick the last few trails of semen drooling out. He allowed her to lick those traces and then placed a good length of his member in her mouth letting her suck slowly. Richa was puzzled to see a good hardness in his member despite emptying the loads and but focused on her blowjob. Mr. Thool grabbed her hair in his hand and tried to gag her forcefully and Richa assisted him too. She pushed her tongue down and glided his cock over it almost touching her tonsils. It was a sight of the life for the man who had bedded many women in office and he cherished it.

“I wish I could have emptied the bladder too!”, Mr. THool commented as he slowly pulled out giving my wife an opportunity to catch her breath. Richa heard him but delayed her reaction, partly as she caught her breath first and secondly, she wasn’t used to drinking pee. “I am okay if its on my face or body! Not inside please?”, the sentence slipped Richa's mouth and stunned her as much as Mr. Thool. “Absolute pleasure!”, Mr. THool affirmed her and started walking to the bathroom. Richa followed him with a sinking heart; this man was taking her submission to another height! The actual act didn’t last a minute as Richa sat into the bath on her knees and looked up to him while Mr. Thool released his bladder but the servitude in her eyes and willingness to stay calm until he jerked last few drops on her face was the epitome!

“You’ve made my night! Clean up and come to bed! I’m sure going to have one round tomorrow before I leave India !” Mr. THool indicated his plans for the night.

Richa was surprised as it was still about an hour and half after midnight and too early to be hitting bed in Metropolitan lifestyle. But she was relieved in a way too! She had been getting banged for more than 24 hours and by multiple men and getting some rest would have been nice. She took her time to first take a small bath and clean up the bath area, used the toilet and cleaned up her tunnel. When she felt relatively cleaned, she went for a mouthwash and followed by an elaborate bath. The warm water helped her loosen her overworked body muscles and also comfort some of the slaps received in the ruthless beating by Thool Sir. She was thinking of the night and THool’s invitation to join him in the bed. Now, that shouldn’t have been any issue considering all the things THool had done with her body throughout the evening! But Richa always had this mental block of feeling uncomfortable going into a bed with another and sleep the whole night. She doesn’t resist if she is kept alive and active entire night but just sleeping the whole night in another man’s arms makes her nervous! She was contemplating if she should talk to Mr. Thool about it. A side of her thought he would agree; on the flip side, she was anyways going to have to sleep with him. She decided to have that conversation as she was finishing her bath! She enjoyed the fancy soaps and moisturizers and prolonged her bath for a good while! She was getting her solitude after a good long time and she deservedly seized the opportunity. Mr. Thool remained gentle and didn’t intervein although the door wasn’t locked from inside. She was wiping her body and drying her hairs .

Surprisingly Mr. THool didn’t push further and took her directly to the bed. He took a quick wash in the bathroom and jumped onto the bed. He called Richa to join him in there. My wife asked for couple of minutes as she used the bathroom herself, drank a glass of water, thinking all the while of refusing to join him and discuss it with him. But she did nothing of that and changed into the robe one more time and sat on the edge of the bed beside him. She adjusted the AC temperature, straightened up the blanket before pushing herself into the arms of her man of the night! Thool didn’t fail to sense her nervousness and patted her back as he pulled her closer. Thankfully, there were no conversations as he kissed my wife and kept smooching her for a good long time. His hands started exploring her body, pressing her tits, pinching the waist and probing her naval. He didn’t go further down but kept teasing her while still kissing her lips and upper body. Richa assisted him by removing the bra and loosening the panty while he had already undone the knot of her robe. She dimmed the light to finally begin the night for him. THool cuddled her for good amount of time, kissed her, fondled her breasts and then eventually changed his side as he felt heavily sleepy.

“Set the alarm for 7 please” he commanded my wife as they concluded their conversation for the night. “Yes Boss! Good night sir!” my wife responded as she set the alarm and picked up her phone to respond to messages and mails received during the day. She informed me of sleeping in someone else’s arms with a wink and wished her good luck before she finally dozed off too.

“Good morning Sir!”, Richa whispered softly as she was woken up by the alarm blasting sharp at 7 am. She noticed Mr. Thool already awake and sitting uptight on the bed rubbing his hands first and then dry massaging his face. Now, Richa isn’t usually an early riser and she was used quite long the earlier day, but she managed to push herself and attended her man early morning. Thool exchanged morning pleasantries with my wife and moved to bathroom to freshen up. Richa, so wanted to lie down again, pushed herself out of the bed, stretched her body and took a quick wash herself. She had the tea ordered for Mr. THool when he was out and they both finished the morning tea without any drama. Richa knew he had called the cab around 8:30 so he was left with just about an hour with her. But before she could comment or ask anything, Mr. THool told her to join him in the bath. There wasn’t any force being used as my wife stripped naked and joined him for the last time. She initiated kissing him and then slowly unwrapping her arms to expose her bosom. He obliged and kissed and sucked her beautiful melons like a hungry rascal before engaging her into some sloppy kissing and smooching. He was obviously excited, and his member was already erect as they were kissing and it was touching Richa's naked thighs every now and then. Richa was obviously massaging it time and again while she kept responding to his incessant kissing and sucking. She demonstrated her keen-ness as she kissed and licked his chest and hairy torso. When he was ready to penetrate her, Richa went down on her knees and lubricated him with her saliva. Mr. Thool started the shower when he turned Richa around and bent her at the waist. He placed her one leg on one of the steps and fingered her opening from behind. She was already moist and didn’t have much troubles when his member finally explored her hole before thrusting inside.

Richa adjusted her height such that he was holding her shoulders for support while banging her opening from behind. He was completely erect, and the thickness and length were perfectly matching the angle as he started blasting her. His heavy balls were hitting her round bums whereas her breasts were swaying like pendulum with all the momentum. The best part was that he could see her expressions in the large mirror opposite them (including her swaying breasts). He started slow and rhythmic as Richa began moaning and then gradually increased his pace. He was playing multiple tricks to keep her on the edge. He would sometimes bite on her shoulders, at times pinch her nipples or squeeze her swaying breasts hard, she was also receiving some good amount of butt slapping in between. There were occasions when he would pull Richa up and turn her neck around to kiss her lips. My wife was showing all sorts of flexibility and playing it as he wanted. After grinding her well, he loosened up and pulled out and then turned my wife to face him. Richa wondered if he was done but he made her place one of her leg on the taps and started banging from the front while facing her. Richa stumbled a couple of times but eventually managed by holding him around his neck. He couldn’t avoid kissing her and his hands mauling her tits and twisting her nips. The pain aroused her further as she started gyrating her body to match his strokes. It wasn’t long before both peaked for an early morning encounter and Mr. Thool emptied his load inside my wife one more time. He came in large quantity that Richa had to go down on the knees to sip the residual that was otherwise getting wasted. She left him thoroughly pleased as he asked her to soap and bathe him. Both of them cleaned each other before finally stepping out.

Mr Thool dressed before Richa as she was busy drying her wet hair . He made my wife wear him his 3 peice formal suit - coat - tie. Then she was also asked to wear him socks and shoes, along with tying laces for him too. Now he was completely dressed while my wife still was naked.

He made Richa stand in front of him , checked out her nudity from head to toe held her by her face . He looked deep into her eyes and warned -

"You can join the office from tomorrow slut."

SLAP

SLAP

"But you need to be at my beck and call."

SLAP

SLAP

"Whenever I come to India , I will ask you to offer your body to my enjoyment."

SLAP

SLAP

"If you reject even once, your job is lost for permanent."

SLAP

SLAP

"Understood bitch ? "

SLAP

SLAP -

He closed the conversation reminding her that she was merely his subordinate and he was the actual boss or rather incharge.

Richa acknowledged and nodded her head meekly. She quickly wore her clothes and they checked out the hotel together. Mr Thool was dropped at airport and the cab brought my wife back home. Thank god her job got saved at last. The cost was not much but only 5-6 rounds of hardcore fucking sessions with her dominant senior "Thool sir"

ramubharathi150 · 26-01-2024, 02:31 AM

please send the link of the starting of the story hot wife richa..

ananth1986 · 26-01-2024, 05:20 AM

(26-01-2024, 02:31 AM)ramubharathi150 Wrote: please send the link of the starting of the story hot wife richa..

https://xossipy.com/thread-1909
This is the starting thread,

ananth1986 · 26-01-2024, 05:23 AM

Sexighting update. Thank you .Please update as soon as your time permits. Once again hank you

ananth1986 · 15-02-2024, 01:14 AM

Happy valentines day to dear RICHA.

LustyLeo · 15-02-2024, 06:42 AM

Super update

ananth1986 · 23-02-2024, 03:09 AM

Shall we expect any weekend updates

Iamyourslady · 24-04-2024, 09:27 PM

Kinky_Badshah where are the updates even the original author of richa is back with updates . I hope he inspired you to write something new again.

ananth1986 · 02-05-2024, 02:38 PM

Updated 4 months before. Please consider for update this weekend

Kinky_Badshah · 18-05-2024, 03:20 AM

Richa and my Gym experience

"Dumm lavun uchal na leka, bayko sarkha naajuk ka banto ahe" - Lift the weigths with full force asshole, why are you becoming weak like wife. This was the loud shout we heard from the local trainer. He was carrying a whip while shouting a young boy when both Me and Richa went to nearby gym. He was a mid aged bald guy with muscular body and height above 6 feet.

"Chaai la...hi aajkal chi pora, kahi ch kaamache nahi, nuste ghari basun aaita khayla hawa ani screen samor gondhal karanyat hushaar rahile , Whoooosh..!!! "

- "Holy shit, these young generation, are good of nothing. All they want is to eat the ready made food served and do timepass over mobile/laptop screens ." - commented the trainer Mr Dhawale while speedily cutting the air hard with his whip.

He seemed to be a strict orthodox man following disciplined life with regular exercise without fail. Richa was attracted by his physique and way of training.
'DHAWALE PEHELWAAN' - was his nickname when we came to know about him. He used to be a wrestler earstwhile in his youth b4 getting into this feild.

Rather it was my decision that we both should join any fitness studio. I had been getting complaint from people quit often of getting fat and lazy. Also my parents were in support of this decision of getting fit in next 3-4 months to look good for upcoming wedding in family.

Although not very fancy, but it was a descent gym . Most of the equipments were manual, creaky and outdated. Even though it was written unisexual at the display board outside, but hardly we could see any female clients . Most of them were young boys , some men and few oldies. The mirrors weren't wiped clean as we could see spec of dust and cob-webs hovering around. The washroom was also dirty with dull light and tiles.

Upon seeing my hot wife, the entire aura was turning cheerful, and everyone seemed taking special interest in doing their sets with more reps than usual capacity. He (trainer Dhawale pehelwaan) came near us and directed us using same whip towards back end at changing room to get into gym outfit. We had already seen the way yesterday itself upon coming for inquiry.

During the inquiry , not only he made me convince to shred away that extra belly fat but also get me chiselled body organically in next months else he would refund the entire amount along with deposit. The only condition was we need to be regular whole time and follow his rules inside with his diet plan outside. There was only 1 holiday allowed in entire week i.e. SUNDAY

The changing room was although separate for ladies and gents but as there were more num of males waiting, they would quite often use ladies room whenever idle. It was due to which it carried a masculine smell of dirty sweat. This aroma was what my wife was craving for. It was a holy scent of perfume for her from the gods. Also the latch was only at door of ladies room since men mostly ignored shutting and didn't mind any such privacy in themselves considering brothers. There was a washroom cum bathroom where shower facility was available.

Richa came back in 2 min wearing a tight black Yoga pants with sleeveless green sports Bra and white sports shoes. Her sexy body curves were into full exhibition for everyone working out there. The torso was straight without any extra mass. It went down to her ass which bulged nicely for any man to spank. While I wore a simple shorts pants, casual T-shirt and shoes.

It became clearly evident to everyone that she didn't need any gymming but was there for me to motivate. The only dilemma was that her motivation didn't remained exclusively for me but spread at each and every nook corner of gym.

Right from young, middle aged to old. Every man's wet dream was my stunning and sexy hot wife. They all might have definitely hatched evil plans in their pervert minds to have her on sofa somehoq.

We were instructed to do few warm up exercise at beginning. It involved mostly streching and freeing body parts. Richa being flexible enough could do them properly yet comfortably , but I faced problem due to obesity issue and was showing lethargy. The Trainer spotted me being little lazy and came from now-where. He scolded me in front of everyone for not doing as directed.

I felt little embarrased from his shouting, when we heard few giggles and gossips from other people. Meanwhile Richa on the other hand was given applaud by same audience as she completed them on stipulated time. That made her feel validated and she was even more excited to go further.

Now we were told to do Push ups, which I had never ever done in my entire life. Hardly I could get up once upon going down. The trainer knew it very well and he gave me little relaxation by touching the ground using my knees to do semi-push ups. Whereas Richa could do 2 sets of 10 reps pushups easily, in this position her ass protruded out and boobs hung down and were giving good sight of deep cleavage. I could see each man was oggling at her body.

Later we moved to the weighing equipments. Those were dumb bells, bench presses, pulleys, smith machines etc. Descent amount of time was spent on all of them by both of us.

Finally came the most difficult exercise of cardio. It involved running intensely on treadmill for 10 minutes non-stop. This exercise was exclusively for me. The machine being large and requiring electric supply was kept on the extreme end (almost outside).

I went over there till then Richa was done and she sat relaxing on the stool kept near front reception table while wiping her face sweat with napkin.

I saw almost entire gym vacating, each man wanted to personally wave a good bye to my sexy hot wife . Richa acknowledged them and smiled while they passed behind her.

After their departure , motivation for today gave up. Barely I could manage 3-4 minutes and ultimately stopped. I was huffing and puffing. My lungs were fighting literally for oxygen. Whole body was covered with sweat. I took the towel and wiped my face. Upon seeing at front. I saw the trainer talking with my wife in my absence.

Reaching near them, I could hear the ongoing discussion was about me. He was telling her about my diet plan to be followed and asking her entire day schedule. Richa didn't mind sharing these details and was cheerful throughout the entire conversation. Finally after cracking some jokes , he freed us and we went back to changing room to get back to our regular outfit.

Few days past by and life proceeded . However due to my busy office schedule I skipped gym few days. But Richa went alone, she was getting good company of guys and had made friendship with them as well. whenever I used to go to work early, sometimes dropping my wife , I could see her waving them 'HI' or giving them morning 'HUGS'.

Almost a month later when I got free from my project, I talked to my wife about our Gym . The trainer was asking about you since past few days Honey . He was bit angry on you today as well since you didn't show up entirely from last 2 week. I told Richa not to worry and promised her that will come regulary from tmrw onwards.

Next day we went together and I could see his aggression. I wasn't welcomed by other fellow men either. They were used to see Richa all alone & now I was becoming an obstruction in their sight. They all ignored my presence or bit talked rudely. The trainer was also not entertaining us much. We changed to our outfits and began working out.

"BAGHA YA GAADHAV MAANSA LA, 1 MAHINA AGODAR JE SHIKAVLA HOTA, TE PAN VISARLA....AATA PARAT YA WAR MEHNAT GYAV LAGEL MALA SURUVATI PASUN...!! "

"See this asshole person, whatever I have taught him 1 month ago, he has forgot even that. Now I need to train him again from the very beginning." This was my insult made by him deliberately loudly in front of everyone. They all laughed on me. I didn't mind bcoz it was genuinely my mistake as I directly went to the the equipments without doing warmup exercise.

"YAA LOKAN NA KAHI SHISHTA CH NAHI, JEVHA MAN ZALA TEVHA UTHUN CHALLE YETAT"

"These people don't have any discipline, whenever they feel like doing exercise, they come at their own will"

After completing warmup, I went for pushups. Due to irregularity, I couldn't do many and rose up in middle. But the trainer shouted at me once again.

"10 CHE 2 SET ZALE KA TUJHE ? PURNA KELYA SHIVAY UTHTOY KASA MURKHA?, CHAL PARAT 0 PASUN SURUVAT KAR, RICHA TYALA PURNA KARAYLA LAAV ANI SUPPORT DE"

"Have you completed 10 reps of 2 sets, ? How dare you get up b4 completing them MORON , now you will have to start from beginning 0., Richa , make him complete them and also give support if needed ." - he directed

Finally after completing them somehow with my wife's support I got up. My chest was literally burning. Then we went towards equipments , lifted some weights and I proceeded for my cardio i.e. treadmill and bicycle.

Meanwhile Richa was assisting him in arranging the devices and pulley. She had already completed her part and was sitting idle waiting for me to finish.

The rest of the men were gone, and we 3 were only left. Finally when I was tired with my 5 min of running instead of 10.

"ZORAANI DHAAV KI ...BAHER AALELA POT DISTEY ...KAAL KAY KHAALA HOTA ?
"Run fast man....your buldged out belly is visible....what did you eat ystrday ?

"VADA PAAV" - I responded honestly

LASH..!! VADA
LASH..!! PAAV

I got 2 lashes from his whip upon cheating on my diet .

"PLZ SAHAB, AB AUR NAHI DAUD SAKTA...AAJ KE DIN JAANE DIJIYE...KAL SE PAKKA KARENGE "

"Plz sir, I cant run anymore...spare me for today...will do rest from tomorrow onwards " - I requested upon running for 2 more minutes

"BARA...FAQT AAJ CHYA DIVSHI SODTO AHE TULA, UDYA PASUN ROZ NAHI AALA KI BAGH TU....AANI JITKA SANGITLA TE NEET AIKAYCHA ...NAHI TAR ASHI SHIKSHA DEIL KI NANGA KARUN KASARAT KARAYLA LAVNAR SAGLYAN SAMOR"

"Fine....Only for today I m leaving you, but if you dont come regularly from tmrw onwards or don't obey me , then I will punish you with doing exercise naked in front of everyone" - he roared.

"I got scared with this warning and quickly went alone to changing room. I wanted to get out from here ASAP. Today I was humiliated in front of my wife and other people by this strict trainer"

Richa giggled hearing his warning , she knew that trainer was joking. But just imagining me working out naked in front of everyone made her laugh.

"While coming back home, I discussed with my wife about quitting the gym altogether. But she didn't pay attention and convinced me to don't take the trainer's warning seriously. He is a good person, until you don't abide to him. And all this is for your own betterment of health. "

I acknowledged her closed the topic. But deep down I knew my ragging would continue for quite long time. While on the way we stopped at grocery shop to buy few essential and nutritious food as recommended by him.

Next few days went similar and we both were working out regularly. In the couple of weeks my fat loss process began gradually and I could see results. Also my efficiency began increasing on sofa as well. Richa could sense that I was able to last longer than usual. Also my muscles started developing due to weight training. I could feel a slight pump each time upon coming back from gym. My perception towards Mr DHAWALE began changing. These small things and his guidance gave me motivation and life was going great.

But the problem with good times is that they come with an expiry date . Now was time of March ending, wherein enormous amount of workload came and our office due to financial year closing. Also office was lacking of staff. Although I managed my work life balance, until 1 Thrusday I was called on office for entire night due to pending work and absence of few staff members. I myself hated working at late nights especially on weekends unless Richa is sofading someone.

But afterall, work is worship and I had to do over time anyhow. Finally completing my task and getting free by 4 AM in the dawn, I was hell tired and went home directly onto my sofa. I dozed of around 5 AM to find myself waking up directly at 6 PM in evening.

I rubbed my eyes to check Richa and saw her reading novel beside me.

"Baap re, kya mai itna zyada soya ...Muze uthaya kyu nahi , jaan ? " - I inquired

"Tum Ghode bech ke so rahe the, toh maine socha kyu disturb karu " - replied Richa.

" Haa but hum sath me gym jane wale the na ? kya tum jaa ke aayi ? woh trainer ne kuch kaha kya mere naa aane ke bare me ? - I digged in further,

Richa could see a sense of worry on my forehead. The 3 unbroken wifi lines were evident that I was in tension.

"Haa, unhone bohot daant lagayi h tumhe, bola Sunday ko jab already chhuti thi hi toh tumne 2 din Friday aur Saturday ko kyu off liya ?. Although maine usse kafi samzane ki koshish ki lekin woh koi bahana sunne ko tayyar nahi the. Aur kaha tumse directly baat karenge. "

I was now scared seriously from head to toe. I tried calling him personally on his mobile num. But he straighaway rejected my calls thrice. I wondered whether he would kick me out or what ?

2 days past by and then came Monday , we went early to the gym as I wanted to avoid his thrashing in front of everyone. Dhawale sir was himself working out since others were yet to come.

"AALA AMCHA LAADKA BHARAT 3 DIVASA NANTAR...EK KAAM KAR, TU SODUN TE KASRAT KARNA....TUZYA BASS CHI GOSHT NAHI ....JAA AANI APLYA A/C ROOM MADHE JAUN ZOPA KAADH "

Richa might have told him about my sleep during weekend.

"MAAF KAR DO DHAWALE SAHAB, OFFICE ME KAAM BOHOT THA...AGLI BAAR SE GALTI NAHI HOGI "" - I pleaded

"He forgive me for time being, but asked me to meet once after completing today's exercise." I knew he would once again shout at me after everyone is gone

"While weight training exercise, By mistake I didn't keep the weights on rack properly. And it somehow due to gravity it rolled down all of sudden in sequence to fall apart on feet of Mr Dhawale. 20kg of dumb bell fell on his feet. Blood began to come out from the little finger of his toe. Also there was a fracture in his ankle. Bone was cracked.

We took him to the hospital in our car, he was unable to walk. He was angry at me and kept cussing bad words throughout the way that too in front of Richa.

Bhosadichya
Madarchod
Aai zavadya
Behenchod
Gandu

I was driving while Richa was seated on the back seat with him, applying cotton to stop the blood rush. Meanwhile she was also displaying her ample cleavage. She smiled secretely hearing him using foul words for me. but tried to handle the situation maturely by being sympathetic towards his pain.

We went to Casualty dept, Doctor plastered his entire feet and warned not to strain the leg for alteast 25-30 days. That meant he cant work out and gym will remain closed for a month. I was happy and sad as well.

I asked directly, "KYA ISKA MATLAB 1 MAHINA GYM KO CHHUTI ?"

Abe lavda chya baala, tuzya mule maza 2 lakh cha nuksaan zala aani pay fracture zala toh vegla....aani tula maja yete aahe.....Thamb baadhya...ek da mala thik hou de, mg tula ashi shiksha deil na....ki aayushya bhar aaji chi aathvan kadhshil. Nahi maza naav Dhawale mag.

"You dick hair, bcoz of u i had a loss of 2Lakh rs and got my leg fractured...and u r finding it funny.....wait asshole, let me get fine once, then I'll teach u a nice lesson that will remind u of uur grandmother. else my name wont be dhawale....he threatened me totally."

"Tuzya baiko la saglyan samor nanga karun nachvato aata.""
"I will make ur wife dance naked infront of everyone."

30 days passed by and gym remained close. Richa used to visit his home quite often to have a check on his health. Since he was a single divorced person, he had no one to take care of him. I instited my wife to go with some fruits, as repentence.

Also in hope that it would reduce his anger and hatred towards me. And he might forgive me. But each time, whenever Richa would come back from his home, she would tell me about how much angry he remained at me. And used to keep me names as
NAMARD,
HIJDA ,
CHHAKA,

and what not.

I had already told her to not defend me, or counter argue as it was totally my mistake and I deserved nice scolding. But in person, not atleast behind my back in front of my wife

Finally she took him to the hospital to get the plaster removed . After 45 odd days the gym was open. Now he was totally fine and could walk, but still not do heavy exercise. That was evident as he had gained some extra mass by laying on sofa all time and his cuts had disappeared.

Richa had already told me, "DHAWALE SAHAB KAL SE GYM REOPEN KARNE WALE HAI...UNHONE TUMHE BULAYA HAI , WOH BHI SABSE PEHLE " I understood he was going to take his revenge of me and set an example in front of all other members.

"SORRY DHAWALE SAAHAB, MUJHSE ANJANE ME USS DIN GALTI HO GAYI, AAP CHAHE TOH AAPKA ISS MONTH KA JOH BHI PAISO KA NUKSAAN HUA HAI....WOH MAI BHAR DUNGA....LEKIN GUSSA THUK DIJIYE....PURANI BAATEIN KYA YAAD RAKHNI"

"Sorry dhawale sir, I committed a mistake unkknowingly, if u want, I will pay ur losses for this month....Just let the anger go away....why preserve past old things"

"MAI AGLI BAAR ME NAHI MAANTA, JOH GALTI HAI USKE LIYE SAZA TOH MILEGI , ZARUR MILEGI....JAO JAKE KAPDE BADAL KE AAO...AAJ TUMHARI KHAIR NAHI "

"I dont believe in next time at all.....the mistake which u have done, u will definitely get punished for that.....go get ur dresses changed....I wont spare u that easily."

I went to changing room alone and began taking of my clothes

"Meanwhile he came near Richa and whispered something softly in her ear. She giggled and gave a fake yet naughty pat on his arm.

But upon seeing in his eyes deep, It seemed he was serious and not in funny mood at all.

"He barged into the unlatched gents changing room, took away my sports wear and tightly squeezed my left ear. He pulled me in the same fashion and gave his lying whip to Richa . Then ordered her to hit me 10 hard lashes on my naked body. "

I was only in my boxers and nothing else. I was begging for mercy to both of them, but they didn't pay any heed.

LASH

LASH

LASH

LASH

LASH

LASH

Each of the lash hit me at different body parts and they became red due to stinging pain. I was shouting and whinning like a small kid in college. However they didn't stop and ordered me count each one out loud and clear.

Finally after administering the punishement , he took the whip from my wife and hit her 2 Lashes on her Ass cheeks over her dress itself as well. This was for not looking after her husband's carelessness and unable to teach him discipline.

Completing the lashing part. Now he made me hold my ears and do 20 situps . I started the task meanwhile my wife was sitting on his lap and he was mauling her Boobs. His daring was reaching next level, as he was manhandling a married woman in front of her own man . While dominating both the couple to extreme heights .

"You, Richa?"

It was DHawale. I mentally took note of the fact that he called by her name instead of madam. I hoped he would take pity on my poor wife and be gentle with her. Then I remembered the comments he had made about my wife's breasts. What had he called it? Mummay and "TERI BIWI KO NAGNA KARKE SABKE SAAMNE NACHAUNGA.

"Yes. I am here. DHAWALE SAHEB" Richa answered.

I heard a chuckle from the corner of floor, and then heard a shutter of gym getting down and door slam shut. My wife was now with this man, locked in a gym ,about to be taken. I realized she must now be very, very nervous, yet her voice betrayed no such fact.

"Richa. sit down."

There was a small creak. It was from the bench press. Richa had sat down as instructed, and then I saw him sit on a chair.

"Are you comfortable?" He asked her.

"I wish we had some fan." Richa replied. "It's hot, and I am sweating."

"You can remove off your dress to feel relaxed

"Yes, DHAWALE SAHAB. Thank you."

"I am trying to be nice to you. If you complain too much I will treat you much more harshly than ur husband ."

There was a silence.

"I am sorry, DHAWALE JI. I will not complain. I am prepared for you DHAWALE ji. Please ... you can start any time."

"RICHA, what's your measurements? Do you know?"

This was highly strange, I thought. Why is he interviewing her?

"Er ... not really, I am not sure, DHAWALE ji. I think it's 34-29-36."

"And your cup size?"

"Er ... I don't know, DHAWALE ji. I think it's a C. Or a D."

DHAWALE chuckled.

the chair creak. He stood up.

"Come here. Let me measure."

There was silence for a while. . ,then a small whimper, and then a grunt.

He now had my wife's breasts in his hands. He was cupping them, squeezing them, leading to my wife's soft moans. He was "measuring" her. Then he put his hands on her bum and gave it a soft pinch, leading to the 'ouch' sound. His one hand was on one of her breasts, and his other hand on her bum. He was squeezing and fondling her, while "measuring" her.

"Do you like to have sex, Richa?" Dhawale ji asked.

"I ... I don't know, dhawale ji."

SLAP!

He had slapped her!

"Please answer properly, Randi . Do you like to have sex?"

"Er ... yes, Dhawale ji. But my husband and I don't have it too often, Dhawale ji."

Why did she have to say that? Besides, it was a lie!

Dhawale chuckled.

"For the next few months that won't be a problem."

I realized he had just said 'few months' instead of 'hours'. Were we supposed to be his prisoners for few months. This was highly interesting, and only made me determined to find a way to escape from this gym soon.

"Tell me," Dhawale continued, "What sort of sex acts do you do with your useless husband?"

"Dhawale ji, we have normal sex. Like ... he comes on top of me ... does his thing ... and that's usually it,dhawaleji."

"Hmm ... so you have never sucked his cock?"

"Um ... no,dhawaleji. Actually ... I did once, but I didn't let him cum in me, Dhawale ji. I don't like doing that."

"So today ... it will be your first blowjob, really! You never tasted cum before, Bhabhi?"

"No, Dhawale ji. I am a simple housewife,dhawaleji. These things ... never crossed my mind, Dhawale ji."

"And you have never been fucked in the gaand before?"

"Dhawale ji?"

"You ass -- no one ever fucked you in the ass, bitch?"

"Er ... no, Dhawale ji."

"Good. So you are an ass virgin. Well, not for long. OK, Bhabhi, turn around and bend over. I want to see that ass."

"Yes, Dhawale ji."

"You have a nice ass, Richa. Big and fleshy, but not too big to be fat. Tight and smooth skin. I like it."

"Er ... thanks, Dhawale ji."

"Keep still, bitch -- don't move! Remain like that ... bent over."

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

"Ouch!"

SPANK!

SPANK!

"Now, bitch, undress me."

For some time, Richa was undressing Dhawale.

"Oh my God! What is this!" Suddenly I heard my wife say upon seeing his dick. Dhawale chuckled.

"This is a real cock. Just like a captain's."

"It is ... also ... so ... big. Huge." Richa exclaimed. "I thought only pornstars used to have so huge.....and that too only after eating viagra or injecting chemicals"

"Touch it. Feel it. This is a real man's cock."

Richa made some soft sounds. They were both naked. She was now caressing this man's hardness, while he was pinching her breasts, leading her to make gentle mewing sounds.

"Is your husband not as big?" Dhawale asked looking at me . Richa didn't reply.

SLAP!

I realized that every time she would behave in a way that they didn't like, he would slap her. By the end she would be a trained puppy, behaving and responding just how he would want her to.

"No, Dhawale ji. He is ... quite small ... compared to this."

SLAP!

"Whenever I ask you a question, Bhabhi, you will answer. Got it?"

"Er ... yes, of course, Dhawale ji."

SLAP!

"Now tell me again how this cock compares to your husband." Dhawale ordered.

"Yours is very big, Dhawale ji." Richa answered, leading me to cringe. "His ... is hardly bigger than my little finger, Dhawale ji. Your almost goes to my elbow."

SLAP!

"Good answer, Bhabhi. Now let's go to the lie down, bitch. I want to examine that pussy of yours."

Soon enough, the reception sofa squeaked in unison as they stepped in it. Richa seemed resigned to the fact and let out a deep sigh. Before long they were out of my sight as I was listening to her moans from far away every few minutes. What was happening ?

I realized soon that she was being fingered between her thighs. For the first time in my life I felt the electric mix of shock, jealousy, humiliation and, most importantly, arousal as I heard my wife's erotic faint cries. Clearly Dhawale was getting her all hot and bothered. I thought he would straight away fuck her, but it seemed like he wanted to get her all aroused, and from the sounds, he was successful.

"You have a very moist, creamy pussy, Bhabhi." I heard Dhawale say. "It's so wet!"

"Aaaah ... thank you, Dhawale ji." My wife replied. She was moaning as well. I guess she had to reply if she didn't want to be slapped again.

"It's so soft. And tight." Dhawale continued. "How does that feel, Richa?"

"AAAAAH!" My wife exclaimed. "Oh, Dhawale ji. Oh, Dhawale ji!"

My wife continued to moan softly as Dhawale continued to finger her love tunnel. I soon heard Richa give a soft cry. I could picture her, clutching the sofasheets tightly with her fingers as her body spasmed in response to dhawale's handiwork.

After about five minutes of this, I heard them moving around some more and in no time at all I heard the first mate let out a groan.

"AAAH... OH that's lovely, BITCH. SUCK IT. SUCK IT!"

His moans began in earnest and I could only imagine my wife's breasts and hair flipping back and forth as she sucked him. She had already given one blowjob today, and this was now her second. Would dhawale come in her mouth? Or would he hold on and fuck her?

I got my answer as I heard a sharp cry from Dhawale.

"OOOOOH YES!! FUCK! YOU SUCK LIKE A VACCUM BHABHI!"

So, he was cumming in her mouth. I heard more movements, and presumably he was still busy ejaculating into her. I marveled at how far Richa had come in a mere couple of hours. She hated anything oral, and here she was, giving her second blowjob of the day and swallowing it all.

I suddenly realized I was very hard. With a horror, I looked at my trousers. I had a noticeable bulge. Oh my goodness! What was wrong with me! My wife was being ... used ... on the other side and here I was, aroused!

There was now very little noise from the other side. What was happening? They must have been in sofa now, lying together, perhaps cuddling. He was probably playing with her breasts. She probably had her hands wrapped around his now flaccid member, trying to make it hard again.

It was nearly twenty minutes before the second round began.

A warm humiliation came over me as I heard the first of the squeaking of the sofa springs. This was it. Another man was now having sex with Richa. My wife. I could hear from the rhythmic creaking of the sofa frame that she was being penetrated.

"AAAAAH!" Richa cried out.

Even as I felt disgusted, I unzipped my shorts and began to fondle myself.

"Oh YESSS!! AAAH! AHHH!!" Richa began to cry out even louder.

Surely she was faking it? Surely she was doing it to keep Dhawale happy and prevent further punishment? Surely ... she could not be aroused herself?

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"

My wife kept grunting.

The sofa springs began squeaking furiously as she received his thrusts. The sofa was now hitting the wall hard and the springs sounded as if they were going to break. I imagined dhawale shoving more and more of his giant dark cock into my wife until his balls were slapping against her ass. He seemed to be fucking her hard and fast now. Taking full strokes in and out of her cunt, his cock buried deep into her love tunnel.

"Ungh! Ungh! OOOOH YES!! Ungh! Ungh!"

From the noise of the sofa creaking and the pounding she was receiving, I could imaginedhawale pulling his cock all the way out, her pink pussy lips clinging to it as he withdrew, and then shoving it all the way back into my wife's body again.

"Ungh! Ungh!"

I then heard my wife beggingdhawale to cum inside her.

For a second, I could not believe what I heard.

"Please." I heard her whimper. "Pleasedhawaleji. Cum in me. I need you to cum inside me."

Suraj had been fucking my wife ferociously with his big cock for close to fifteen minutes now. I tried to rationalize it. She must want it to be over, so she is asking him to cum. What I didn't understand at that time was that Richa herself had been in an almost constant state of arousal ever since Bheem had made her go down on him. She needed someone to cum in her and fill her. Allow her to climax.

"OOOOH BITCH! TAKE IT!!"

Suraj was now coming in her. I had no doubt, as I heard Richa's groan, and I heard the sofa thumping fast, and I heard him grunt loudly. He was now emptying himself inside my wife. Richa was silent, occasionally letting out a grunt asdhawale flexed his buttocks from time to time, pumping more and more of his seed inside her.

I suddenly realized that I was wet in my underwear. Goodness! I had cum in my shorts listening to the action on the other side. I groaned, as my balls continued to empty their spunk into my underwear. Well, I didn't have any way to clean myself. I was going to be sticky down there now for some time.

There was silence for a few minutes, and thendhawale spoke.

"My goodness, Richa Bhabhi! You are such a slut! You have completely wet the sofasheet!"

Richa made some noise that I couldn't hear. Probably she was embarrassed.

SLAP!

"What did you say, bitch? Talk clearly. I don't want to keep slapping you."

"I am sorry,dhawaleji. I was saying you were very good."

I heard a chuckle.

"Your husband doesn't fuck you that well?"

Once again Richa made a quiet noise, and once again I heard that rifle like sound as she was punished for it.

SLAP!

"I said speak clearly, and answer a question when you are asked, bitch. Or do you like getting slapped again and again?"

"I am sorry,dhawaleji." Richa stammered. "I said my husband doesn't do it for this long,dhawaleji. He lasts merely a minute or two inside me,dhawaleji. And he ... doesn't have this much cum, Dhawale ji."

I felt myself blushing a bright red in humiliation as I listened to my wife's confessions. Surely she was just saying it to boost the ego of her rapist.

"I am still inside you, bitch."dhawale said.

I realized that he hadn't withdrawn from her. Yet. He was still lying on top of her, his cock buried deep inside her. He had cum fully in her fertile womb, possibly making her pregnant. So, if what he was saying was true, the wetness of the sofasheet was all Richa. She must have been leaking like an open faucet.

I heard a plonk! sound.

"OOOH that feels good." Dhawale uttered. He must have withdrawn from her now. "You have drained me, bitch."

"Thank you,dhawaleji."

I thought that was the end of it. I crawled to the other end, and listened, but heard nothing.
I shuddered. I realized it is one thing to watch a movie, but another to try and be a hero in real life. Right now, I felt anything but.

I tried to sleep. It was tough, knowing what my wife had endured just now. Almost half an hour had gone by and I hadn't heard a peep from that room.

And then suddenly, just like that, I heard another noise.

CREAK!

CREAK!

The sofa. It was the noise of a sofa creaking.

Unbelievable!!! Dhawale was fucking my wife again!

I made sure it wasn't coming from any other room. No, I was correct -- it was from Richa's. I listened.

"Dhawale ji." I heard Richa pleading. "Please be gentle. You have a big lund, and I have never taken it in the gaand. Please put some more coconut oil!"

Richa was taking it in the ass!

I sat down in disbelief. My wife had adamantly never let me have anal sex. And here I was, listening to her on the other side of the wall, engaged in the very same act!

The rhythmic creaking of the sofa frame intensified. This time her vocalizations were much clearer.

"Ooooh Dhawale ji." I heard her cry out.

"Slower,
please.
Slower!
Aaaah,
nehi!

Please use some more oil!"

He was fucking her earnestly now. The noise of the sofa was frantic -- I felt the sofa would break at any time.

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

He was spanking her butt now, and I could hear Richa cry out Dhawale, however, was merciless.

"You are a bitch, Richa. So, take it like a bitch and stop complaining!"

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

SPANK!

One again all I heard was the creaking of the sofa, and then I heard Richa again.

"Aaaaangh!
Aaaaangh!
Aaaaangh!"

Richa was grunting in short bursts. Since she had never taken it in the ass before, she must have been in a lot of pain. I imagined her face contorted, and her breasts slapping back and forth asdhawale pushed himself from back in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out.

SPANK!

SPANK!

"Oh, dhawale ji!
Oh, dhawale ji!
Oh, dhawale ji!
Oh, dhawale ji!"

My wife now let out a tremendous noise as she started to climax.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

"OOOOH YES BITCH! TAKE IT BITCH!"

I heard him make a guttural sound. He was at this moment no doubt squirting a good quantity of his semen into my wife's behind. I heard Richa once again let out a long sigh as her orgasm subsided.

I closed my eyes. Sleep came soon after.

ananth1986 · 19-05-2024, 04:58 AM

Is it dream? Please come soon with next ...Waiting eagerly

Kinky_Badshah · 22-05-2024, 01:22 PM

Mr Dhawale - "Aata paasun mala Sir mhanaycha, aani tyacha samor Jee suddha lavaycha " - samazli zavade. From now onwards call me "SIR" and it should be followed by "JEE" as a mark of respect. - understood slut.

"Jee Dhawale jee" - my wife responded.

Again he continued, this time addressing me - "Aani tu bhadvya Bharat - tuzya baiko la naava ni nahi bolvaycha cha, ti mazi Raand aahe, tila madam mhanaycha" kalala. You idiot Bharat, dont call your wife by her name, she is my slave, you must calll her madam. Understood ?

"Jee Dhawale sahab " - I replied.

"What a great pair of titties you have, Richa," Dhawale ji was saying. "Of all my clients, you have the best boobs.

Of all my clients. He had others spread throughout the city. My wife was just a part of his intricate harem.

"Er ... thank you, Sirjee."

"Damn it, Richa. What a fine lady you are! That's it, down on your knees. Lick it. Ahh, that's good. Now take it into your mouth -- mmm! -- fine, fine bitch. That's it, my slut. Suck my dick."

The sound was so clear I could hear muffled groans and slurps. Occasionally I heard sounds that were sharp like a pistol shot.

SLAP!

SLAP!

Mr. Dhawale was slapping my wife. He often loved to slap her when she was giving him a blowjob. I could hear Richa moaning again as she got into it. My heart was thumping like a hammer, beating hundred times faster than normal. Standing there with my ear to the wall I lost all track of time. I heard a loud groan, then Mr. Dhawale's gruff voice again.

"All right, bitch, get on the sofa and open your legs. That's it. What a fine sight. Love that tight pussy of yours. I am going to cum in you good. I am going to make you scream my name."

"I would always like to take your name, Sirjee." I heard my wife say softly. "Even when my cuckold husband is fucking me."

I heard Mr. Dhawale laugh.

"He won't be cuming in you much longer, baby." He drawled. "Just next week, you take him on a holiday and let him fuck you all he wants for two weeks. After that, for the next six months, you are mine."

"Yes, Sirjee. I am looking forward to that, Sirjee. Very much."

"Now lift that pussy. Show it to me. That's it. Easy does it."

I knew Mr. Dhawale was now enjoying himself. After all, Richa's pussy felt so good even on my tiny cock, I can't even imagine how it must feel for a real man. I heard my wife cry out sharply. Then I heard a series of sounds - the bed creaking, my wife squeaking and groaning, and Mr. Dhawale grunting and exclaiming. Occasionally I heard sharp smacking sounds. I knew this time he wasn't slapping her; he was spanking my wife on her buttocks.

It went on for a long time, then I heard him issue commands to my wife.

"Turn around now, slut. Get on all fours like your husband behaves at times. Show me that ass! That's it. Good girl."

There followed more rhythmic sounds accompanied by slaps and occasional cries from my wife. I knew my own penis was now rock hard, wondering at the exact scene of what was going on inside.

Finally ... there was a loud cry from Richa, faster thrusting and then a loud groan from Dhawale ji. Then all fell silent. I was in a daze of disbelief. I suddenly became aware of my own surroundings and feelings. I noticed to my shame that my penis was now fully erect. In fact, it was hard as stone. The most humiliating part wasn't that I had been punished in front of my wife, or that my wife was being roughly taken in her pussy behind that closed door. It was how hard it made my cock.

"Sirjee!" I heard Richa whimper. "I can't wait ... again ... for you to fuck me."

I suddenly felt my penis throb, and then felt the cum spout forth into my thighs. Listening to my wife urging Dhawale ji to fuck her cunt again after he just banged her was too much for my dick to handle.

Burning with confusion and embarrassment, I cleaned myself up as best I could .

Mr. Dhawale ji stood up.

"Come, follow me." He ordered ... both to me and my wife. Then he turned specially to me.

SLAP!

Once again, I hadn't seen his hand move - he was so fast. I was being slapped again by him.

SLAP!

"Get my phone, cuckold." He commanded. "I am going to fuck your wife thoroughly now, and you will record it. I will show it to other clients as well"

"Yes, Sir."

SLAP!

"What will you do, cuck?" Mr. Dhawale ji asked me tauntingly.

"I will ... er ... record you fucking my wife thoroughly, so that you can show it to all your friends and clients Sir."

"Good!"

SLAP!

"Get my phone. Be fast." Mr. Dhawale ji ordered, and then grinned. "You are an expert in cuming fast, aren't you?"

"Er ... yes, Sir."

SLAP!

SLAP!

Just to drive home the point about how dominant a man he was, Mr. Dhawale ji slapped me a few times, while my wife stood there, watching.

And then, about ten minutes later, I found myself recording the scene on his iphone, while my wife and He got busy. Again.

"Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Uh..... Hmmmmm.. UHMG! UHMG! UHMG!"

I was watching my wife, now stripped of her clothing, completely naked as the day she was born, pant and moan continuously. She was on her belly, on the bed, laying spreadeagled. Dhawale ji, equally naked, was on top of her, ploughing in and out of her.

"Oh God!" My wife yelled. "OH GOD!"

"Ah, you like that, don't you, slut!" Mr. Dhawale ji grinned. "You always love this."

"Oh yes, Sirjee!" My wife murmured. "Unless now you want me in another position. Maybe you want to flip me around

"May be." Dhawale ji replied.

They paused their fucking for a bit. I could see Mr. Dhawale ji withdraw out of my wife, his hard cock making a plunk sound as it emerged. Richa bent her back and hauled herself up. There was a pillow under her belly, that she took out and placed to one side. I was recording all of this on his iphone.

"Oh, you had gone in so deep." My wife laughed, as she turned around to lie down on her back. "That felt so ... filling, Sirjee."

"Babe, you needed a real cock." Dhawale ji grinned, as he positioned himself again. "A real man's cock."

"Oh, this is so beautiful. I am so lucky." My wife replied, before she turned to me. "Bharat, look at his cock dear. It is sooo much bigger and thicker than yours. I simply cannot resist having his baby, my love. My cuckold! Every time Sir jee is done fucking me, I think ... I must experience it at least once again!"

"Er ... yes, ma'am."

"You know who else is lucky?" Richa continued. "YOU. You are lucky, Bharat. That a man this good is fucking your wife, and you are seeing it."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Thank him, cuckold." My wife commanded. "Thank Sir jee for fucking your wife. For doing the job you can't do."

"Yes, ma'am. Er ... thank you, Sir, for fucking my wife. For giving her the pleasure that I can't."

Dhawale ji laughed again.

"Let me explore the world deep inside this slut wife of yours, cuckold." He grunted, as he thrust again into my wife, who started to scream in ecstasy again. "Hey loser. Watch me stretch out your wife."

"Er ... yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir, for letting me watch."

"UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! Oh, Sir jee!" My wife, oblivious to my humiliation, continued to moan. "UNGH! UNGH!"

Dhawale ji took his cock in and out, letting my wife's pussy once again adjust to his massive girth and size. Finally, his entire cock was buried in the hot snatch of Richa.

"Oh God!" Richa began to moan again. "This feels so good!"

Dhawale ji leaned in and they kissed long and hard, even as he continued to pump into her.

"Oh Richa, you're so tight! It's like you're a virgin! Again!"

"Oh, Sir jee! I've never had anyone as big as you! UMGH! UMGH! UMGH! It feels that good. Oh God your cock feels so good! Now fuck me hard, Sirjee! Give it to me!"

They continued to kiss passionately as they fucked. Dhawale ji had now began ramming hard into my wife, slapping her ass and pinching her boobs as he fucked her like an animal. Richa was screaming in pleasure, thrusting back her hips for his thrusts and moaning for more.

"Oh, Sir jee! Don't stop!" My wife begged. "Harder! Harder!"

He kept on and on, fucking my wife relentlessly. After about 10 minutes of fucking, Richa came violently. But Dhawale ji did not stop, still plunging his cock in and out of her convulsing body. In this way, Richa had three orgasms, one after the other, with Dhawale ji still going strong and fucking her throughout. Then he slowly withdrew from her and sat up in bed.

Oh God! Bharat it is still sooo hard." My wife, delirious and hardly in her senses, wrapped her hands around her lover's shaft. "I must give you a blowjob, Sirjee."

She got down from the bed and went on her knees in front of him and slowly put out her tongue and licked his hard meat.

"Ooooohhh," Dhawale ji closed his eyes and enjoyed my hot wife licking his hard cock. Richa was now sucking his cock in earnest.

"Bharat, you are a lucky man," He remarked. "Your wife has got juicy lips. I am going to enjoying cumming in these."

"Er ... yes, Sir."

"Oh Bharat, Sirjee is so huge." My wife taunted me, as she continued taking his cock in her mouth. "He completely fills my mouth."

Dhawale ji turned to my wife and gave her a tight slap.

SLAP!

"Who are you, Richa?"

If Richa was confused, she didn't show it.

"Sirjee, I am your slut, and your property."

Dhawale ji slapped my wife again, this time a little harder.

SLAP!

"I meant both of you, slut."

"Oh, I am sorry, Sirjee. We are both your slaves, and your property, Sirjee. I am his wife, but your slut. I am soon going to carry your child, Sirjee."

Dhawale ji slapped Richa again, but this time a little more softly.

SLAP!

"Now look into that camera, and tell your husband that you are going to get a face full of cum."

Richa did as she was asked to do. Dhawale ji slapped my wife again.

SLAP!

"And what will happen in a few months, my bitch?"

Richa looked at me straight in the eye and said, "Will you still love me, cuckold, when my breasts and belly starts to swell? My sexy, slim body filling out as another man's baby, a real man's baby, grows inside me?"

"Er ... yes, of course, ma'am." I had to reply. I saw Dhawale ji give a sardonic smile. He slapped my wife again.

SLAP!

"Good! Now continue."

I could see that Richa's eyes, despite her punishment, despite being slapped humiliatingly, was full of lust, as she licked and sucked on He's penis and scrotum with passion.

"Come here, cuck." Dhawale ji turned to me. "Hold your wife's hair. I don't want anything to come in between my cock and her lips."

"Er ... yes, Sir."

I obeyed, and I could see Richa eagerly go down again on He. My wife's expert sucking soon paid off as Dhawale ji moaned, "I'm gonna cum, slut."

Richa was just able to get his monster out of her mouth as he shot his hot cum all over my beautiful wife's face and boobs. Richa looked every inch a slut as she lay there coated in his cum from her face down to her boobs. She looked right at me for an instant, knowing how much this turned me on.

"Oh, so much cum, Sirjee." My wife turned to He and said seductively, as she dipped a finger into the cum on her body and tasted it. "Mmm this tastes so good, Sirjee."

Dhawale ji, finally spent, turned to look at me.

"Did you like the view, cuckold?"

"Er ... yes, Sir."

"Did you get it all on the phone, cuckold?"

"Er ... yes, Sir."

"So ... stop recording now, you idiot. And let go of her hair."

"Er ... yes, Sir."

"Since you are not going to be of any use," Dhawale ji mocked. "Why don't you go and do the cleaning of gym area ? start by sweeping off the floor with broom "

"Er ... yes, Sir."

"Come on, MOVE!" He growled.

Like a trained dog I went to grab the broom. It wasn't like there was anything I could have done. He was an alpha man and he was going to do what he wanted.

"And if you are done and want to come back, stay outside and knock first." Dhawale ji yelled. "I am just getting started with this slut wife of yours."

After sweeping and mopping the floor for next 45 minutes, I went bacl to the reception area.

Dhawale ji stood there, looking mighty pleased with himself. His rock hard athletic body, despite his age, was in firm contrast to my own pudgy figure. As Richa traced one hand up his body, another hand wriggled down to grasp his monstrous appendage.

They were now kissing, again. Richa's arms were wrapped around my boss's back, while his hands were on her ass. As they sucked each other's tongue, his hands groped and cupped her oily buttocks. Then he raised one hand and smacked her butt cheek.

SMACK!

SMACK!

Her left butt cheek quivered as he spanked her, while his other hand continued to squeeze and pinch her right butt cheek.

"Oh, Sirjee!" Richa cried out, as Dhawale ji stopped kissing her. She licked her lips, and then gave him to quick pecks on his cheeks. My boss looked her at her, and then nodded, indicating for her to go down. Richa quickly acquiesced. She went down on all fours, bending over to move her mouth to my boss's giant cock. As she sucked him there, Dhawale ji continued to knead and smack my wife on her caboose.

"Oh, Bharat!" Dhawale ji exclaimed. "What a good cocksucker your wife is."

"I ... thank you, Sir."

"Bharat, go get me a cold drink from a nearby supermarket store."

"Yes, sir."

When I was back with his drink, Dhawale ji had one hand in my wife's pussy, rubbing her there while she continued to suck his penis. Seeing me with the drink, my boss gave my wife a resounding slap on her ass.

SMACK!

"OK, sweet cheeks." My boss told Richa. "Get up. Crawl over to the headstand. Time for you to get fucked in the butt."

"Yes, Sirjee."

My wife stopped what she was doing and crawled over the soga to the headstand. She remained on all fours, waiting. She reminded me of a dog - a bitch - that was faithfully waiting for her master.

Dhawale ji finished the drink and handed me the glass back. He then climbed on the sofa and positioned himself behind Richa.

"Bharat!" He turned and saw me standing and barked an order at me. "Get my phone out of my jacket. Make sure you are recording this."

"Yes, sir."

My boss placed a hand on my wife's buttocks. His phallus, now enlarged and ready, was just behind my wife's pussy. With a grunt, Dhawale ji plunged into my wife Richa.

"OOOOOH!" Richa moaned, as Dhawale ji's manhood ploughed into her. "Sirjee! OOOOH YES!"

"Randi!" Dhawale ji mocked her. "What a piece of meat you are! Having sex with your husband's boss in front of him! Getting fucked in the gaand, no less!"

"OOOH." Richa hardly heard him. Her hands were clutched around the pillows under her as her ass gamely took a pounding from my boss. "AAAAAAH."

I recorded him fucking my wife in the ass. There was something so gloriously beautiful watching my fair skinned wife gamely take a big cock in her ass, especially when she looked up and smiled at me a few times.

They went at it for almost five minutes. His hands were around her waist as he hammered her, while she hung on for dear life. Then, as he slowed down, my wife turned back to look at me.

"Darling." She called out to me, her eyes big and her face lighting up with a smile. "Come closer. I want you to watch. His dick ... he's so big ... he hits spots you never can, darling."

"Yes, dear ... er ... ma'am." I awkwardly replied. "I AM watching."

"Record from a little closer, cuckold." Richa instructed, even as Dhawale ji smacked her bum. "Please. I need the video later to get me off when Sirjee is not here. Your cock won't do it."

"Er ... yes, ma'am."

"You want to put your baby cock into my ass, cuck!" My wife taunted me. "But as you can see, only real men are allowed to do it!"

"Er ... yes, ma'am. I can see that."

Dhawale ji's jaw was set, and he was moaning too, along with my wife, on whose face pleasure was clearly written, even as she was impaled on Dhawale ji's huge cock. Erotic sensations were clearly flowing through her belly, and both the rod pumping into her rectum and Dhawale ji's finger in her clit combined to send a powerful orgasm gushing through her body.

"Oh, fuck!" My wife moaned, before turned to me again. "I can't believe he is still in my ass, babe. He is so big! And look at you ... you are so hard! Just watching us! You love this just as much as me, don't you?"

"Er ... I guess so, ma'am."

My wife then turned her attention fully to her lover. Soon she began to moan and scream very loudly.

"CUM IN ME, SIRJEE! PLEASE! CUM IN MY PUSSY!" My wife was begging my boss now.

Dhawale nodded. There was a large sound as he withdrew from my wife's ass. My wife turned around to face him, even as Dhawale ji spread Richa's legs and entered her pussy.

I stood there, naked, and watched him fuck my wife, this time in her pussy. I almost felt like a girl, standing there next to his enormous cock going in and out of my wife. He was literally lifting her with it.

Because Dhawale had already come once it seemed to take him forever to cum. I watched jealously as he pounded my eager wife, switching positions a few times, and making her scream with pleasure as she came repeatedly. She was completely ignoring my presence, fully engrossed in making love to him.

"What's your fantasy, slut, for later this week?" He asked her, as he continued to pound her.

"Oh... Sirjee." My wife answered with gritted teeth. "I want to continue this session for quite a long time . I would like to be surrounded by men ... UNGH ... covered in their cum ... UNGH ... and watched by my cuckold ... UNGH ... as he stands there ... UNGH ... helpless to intervene ... UNGH!"

"I knew it, you are seriously a bomb, I will make good use of you with all my mates. Just wait and watch you Vyabhicharini ."

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