Adultery The Rural Posting: Shipra's ordeal.

[qazmlp]

Awesome story

[Ganesh Gaitonde]

I can't help it man....

And you did it again

[damien123456]

awesome update but let him taste her man don't stop like this i want next update is full of her moaning and his grunting with namratha should audience it all with her fingers in between her legs

[Keepinsimple69]

Love this story man..eagerly looking forward for the upcoming updates..keep up the good work

[shake chilli]

Yes thanks

[Vikramvines]

There was a time when I was a silent reader... But your story forced me get registered to make comments... You are just fabulously man... The way u create the personality of Shipra is just outstanding... People are eager to see her sexual encounter just because of you as u hv created a magical world of seduction... But only some thing i will suggest... Don't let Saad Hasans call to interput the very well described sex scene of Shipra and Patado..This time no more KLPD please.. Because there are so many in the queue like Toppo... If u will put some kinky scene during sexual enconter will b a Sanjiwni Buti for thousands of silent reader like me...
Keep Going Dude...

[RCF]

Expecting a phone call to Namrata from Alok to interrupt the scene now. Its a turn off to have Namrata outside and sex scene buildup is OK and expected considering Patode saved the day for Shipra. Want a crazy and more intimate setup for a first time with only Patode and Shipra in the scene and Namrata out of scope. We waited for so long and a good setup likely will give more high than this one, rainy night and Shipra and Patode alone and a banger of an update.

[Lovekink]

Where is Shipra’s “ordeal” in this. This is becoming romantic adultery…

[RCF]

Where is Shipra’s “ordeal” in this. This is becoming romantic adultery…

It will become ordeal when others come into picture other than Patode.

[iCuby]

It will become ordeal when others come into picture other than Patode.

Why you know all these things? Is this story only according to your liking?

[Suraj76626]

There was a time when I was a silent reader... But your story forced me get registered to make comments... You are just fabulously man... The way u create the personality of Shipra is just outstanding... People are eager to see her sexual encounter just because of you as u hv created a magical world of seduction... But only some thing i will suggest... Don't let Saad Hasans call to interput the very well described sex scene of Shipra and Patado..This time no more KLPD please.. Because there are so many in the queue like Toppo... If u will put some kinky scene during sexual enconter will b a Sanjiwni Buti for thousands of silent reader like me...
Keep Going Dude...

Thanks man.... No more KLPD this time around

[Suraj76626]

Where is Shipra’s “ordeal” in this. This is becoming romantic adultery…

This situation may not be an ordeal now but she is here because of the ordeals she have faced since. Her being posted in a village away from her family is an ordeal itself and don't forget her prior involvement with Patode were not consensual. And then there was her molestation at the hands of Alokk. 

Her ordeals have already begun but once she comes to know Patode's intentions her real ordeal will start.

[Suraj76626]

Expecting a phone call to Namrata from Alok to interrupt the scene now. Its a turn off to have Namrata outside and sex scene buildup is OK and expected considering Patode saved the day for Shipra. Want a crazy and more intimate setup for a first time with only Patode and Shipra in the scene and Namrata out of scope. We waited for so long and a good setup likely will give more high than this one, rainy night and Shipra and Patode alone and a banger of an update.

Namrata will be a spectator only

[shake chilli]

Waiting

[Vikramvines]

Thanks man.... No more KLPD this time around

Thanks buddy... Plz give an early update we hv been expecting from you from years...Eager to see how brutally Patode F*CK* her.. ?

[RCF]

Why you know all these things? Is this story only according to your liking?

I guess your brain cells did not comprehend the fact that its only my opinion and guess work and not what is going to happen in the story.

[RCF]

Namrata will be a spectator only

Still her thoughts and excitement on Shipra finally committing to Patode is a turnoff when we are reading intimate moments between Patode and Shipra. Only my opinion, thanks

[NityaSakti]

Excellent update. Namrata should record a clip and send it to shipras wimp husband.

[Suraj76626]

Chapter 25: Taken and Tamed : Part 1: Shipra's Surrender

Snifffff

Patode brought Shipra's soaked, tiny panties to his face, inhaling deeply, savoring her intoxicating scent as he crumpled the flimsy fabric in his fist. Standing at the edge of the bed, his completely bare muscular body was tingling with anticipation, his eyes roamed over the sight before him—Shipra’s almost nude body, sprawled in vulnerable surrender. His arousal was palpable; sporting a raging hard on, his thick, throbbing cock glistened with the remnants of Shipra's blowjob, slick from her saliva and his own precum. His pulse quickened, every nerve alive with the knowledge that he is on the brink of finally claiming her. 

Shipra on the other hand was breathing heavy, her body shivering at her own nakedness. She instinctively shifted further back onto the bed, her hand pressed modestly between her tightly clasped thighs, concealing her most intimate parts from Patode’s gaze. Her gesture was not one of fear or reluctance but rather an expression of shyness, a raw vulnerability mixed with a hint of embarrassment. The intensity of her arousal and the growing warmth she felt toward Patode had already melted away the guilt and hesitation that had, until now, kept her deepest desires tightly locked away. 

The boundaries Shipra had once clung to so tightly—her loyalty to Alok, her commitment to her marital vows, and the disciplined control over the untamed desires within her—had quietly dissolved, fading in the wake of an undeniable need she could no longer suppress. Each layer of restraint, each promise she’d made to herself to stay steadfast and contained, now felt distant and feeble against the pull of her raw, mounting desire.

The novelty of being in such an intimate position with someone other than her husband filled her with a dizzying array of emotions. She felt shy and exposed, a little apprehensive as the situation escalated so quickly, but even more overpowering was the thrill surging through her veins. A forbidden excitement pulsed within her, filling her with a rush of intoxicating anticipation she hadn’t felt in years. It was the thrill of crossing a line she had never dared to approach, of giving in to a long-repressed hunger that now consumed her. 

The sheer thrill of stepping into something so forbidden—adulterous, taboo, and wholly outside the bounds she’d set for herself—made her skin prickle with goosebumps. She could hardly believe she was going to have a sexual relation outside her marriage, that she would let Patode defile her married pussy with that monster of a dick, that she is going to cheat on Alok and thing that she couldn't not believe the most was the fact that instead of feeling guilt she was getting more and more aroused at these vulgar thoughts and her actions.

Her breathing grew shallow and quick as she took in the sight of Patode's naked body, itching to devour her. Every inch of his body radiated lust and desire-the strong muscular frame glistening with sweat, the intensity in his lust-filled eyes, the way his dick throbbed with anticipation. Each detail set her pulse racing, weakening her resolve and stirring something deep within. Her wild side, the one she kept hidden away, began to slip its bonds, lured by the promise of
something raw and uninhibited.

"It's intoxicating," Patode murmured, breaking the silence, his voice low and dripping with desire as he gave another sniff at Shipra's panty all this while staring back a Shipra. "This musky sweet smell of your love juices Shipra is driving me crazy. I am dying to have a taste of your sweet nectar," he continued as he brought his hand down, gripping his raging hard on with her panties, slowly stroking himself, the soft fabric soaked with her essence gliding along his throbbing skin. Each slow stroke gesturing Shipra of his primal hunger as he watched her reaction, caught between want and a shy uncertainty.

Finally, Patode let the undergarment fall from his hand, his patience wearing thin. His gaze burned into hers, as he climbed onto the bed, his movements slow and deliberate, crawling toward her on his knees. His cock swayed obscenely with each motion heightening the tension between them. Then, with a sudden, decisive motion, he lunged forward, his hands capturing her ankles firmly, lifting her legs and parting them effortlessly. Shipra’s breath hitched, a wave of surprise and excitement crashing over her, leaving her unable to form words as his grip sent an electrifying shock through her. 

"Move your hand, Shipra," Patode urged softly, his voice low yet firm, as her hand remained defiantly between her legs, shielding her sex.

Shipra’s gaze met his, wide and uncertain. Despite the fire of arousal consuming her, she couldn’t quite bring herself to bare herself so brazenly, to cross that line in full view of someone other than Alok.

Sensing the hesitation of a married women which Patode knew all too well, he moved with a quiet confidence, inching closer until he was positioned above her, his face just inches from hers. His breath brushed against her lips as he whispered, "Let go, Shipra. Let me show you a pleasure you’ve never known. Forget everything else—just let your desires take control."

With gentle yet persuasive fingers, he began caressing her arm, sliding his hand down toward her wrist, his gaze never leaving hers. Slowly, deliberately, he coaxed her hand away, lifting it from the confines of her thighs, leaving her fully exposed at last. Shipra’s breath caught in her throat, her lips parting in a soundless gasp as he guided her arm aside, her heart pounding with the thrill and trepidation of being completely exposed in his presence.

Then, in a swift motion, his mouth was on hers once more, his lips pressing urgently against her own as his tongue darted inside her mouth seeking hers with a raw intensity. Her defenses melted further under the heat of his kiss, her body responding instinctively. Patode’s hand moved with practiced ease, his fingers slipping between her legs to explore her slickness, his touch igniting every nerve ending. He circled her sensitive clit, the gentle pressure making her hips arch toward him involuntarily, and then, with agonizing slowness, his fingers traced down her folds, parting them before slipping inside her, filling her with an expert touch.

 

Shipra moaned softly into his mouth at the intrusions of her lower lips, her body surrendering completely, each touch drawing her deeper into the irresistible pull of her own desires. With her eyes closed she wrapped her hands around Patode's neck pulling him closer, intensifying the connection between them. With each gentle thrust of his fingers, with each flick of his tongue, she felt herself sinking deeper into the moment. Shipra slowly gave in to the raw intimacy between them, her mind lost to the sensations that made everything else fade into the background.

After what seemed an eternity, Patode finally broke the intense, lingering kiss, leaving both of them breathless. Slowly, he slid his fingers out from her cunt raising them to her face, glistening with Shipra's vaginal juices, catching the light and drawing her gaze. His eyes held hers, dark and intense, and in a low, hoarse voice, he whispered, “Look, how wet you are. You pussy is completely drenched Shipra. It's dripping for me, it wants me.”

He held his hand in front of her, parting his fingers deliberately, making the slick strands of her slimy fluid stretch and pull between them, drawing attention to just how much she wanted him. There was something primal in his gaze, a knowing look that made her pulse quicken. Shipra's cheeks flushed, her heart pounding as she looked away, unable to face the visible evidence of her own yearning. But Patode wouldn’t let her retreat into shyness. "It's time to have a look at your pussy Shipra, part your legs for me," Patode said firmly in a authoritative tone as he slid down placing himself between her legs. Shipra complied and slowly parted her thighs wider finally giving Patode an unobstructed view of her pussy. 

"Ohhh my, what a beautiful pussy you've got Shipra. Definitely the best married one I have seen" Patode exclaimed. His eyes grew wider as Shipra's sex came into his view. With a firm but gentle grip, he placed his hands on her upper thighs, holding her open, his thumbs brushing her skin in slow, reassuring circles. Patode leaned closer, his gaze fixed intently, drinking in every detail he had longed to see.

Shipra's pussy was not clean shaved like Namrata's. She had nicely trimmed pubic hairs forming a small triangular shape just above the slit. Unlike Namrata’s lips which were full and engorged, Shipra’s were softer, a faintly parted line giving way to a delicate blush of pink just within, like a flower beginning to bloom. Patode admired the contrast and with his experience he could tell that Shipra was not very sexually active and her husband has not fucked her properly. 

"Does Alok go down on you Shipra?" Patode quizzed with a smirk on his face. "I mean does your husband eats you pussy?" Patode rephrased his words into something more crude. Shipra stayed silent, her breath catching, unable to form a response out of embarrassment of being in such a vulnerable position in front of Patode.

"I knew, he has been depriving you of one the greatest pleasures a women can experience," Patode said, his voice dripping with mock sympathy, though his words were anything but kind. “What a fool to neglect a body like yours. A sexy figure like that, with such a perfect cunt, deserves to be cherished, Shipra,” he continued, his tone a twisted blend of praise and degradation. “You should be worshipped—thoroughly and relentlessly fucked until you’re completely satisfied.” Without wasting another second, he slipped deeper between her legs parting her thighs even more. He gently guided her legs to rest on his shoulders, her body yielding to his touch as he adjusted her into an intimate, inviting position. Shipra felt his strong hands grip her hips, holding her steady as his moved lower, his face hovering over her cooch, his broad shoulders pressing against her inner thighs, locking her into place.

Patode paused, his breath hovering just above her, letting the anticipation build until Shipra's entire body seemed to tremble with it. And suddenly she felt the warm, velvety touch of his tongue running over her slit, igniting a spark that coursed through her like nothing she'd ever known. Her eyes grew wider, her mouth opened forming an O shape as a silent moan escaped her lips, and her fingers instinctively gripped the bedsheets, clutching them tightly as wave after wave of pleasure began to build. 

 

It was altogether a new sensation for Shipra. She had never before experience oral sex either with Viresh or with Alok and the sensation was almost overwhelming. Patode's mouth moved with both skill and care, each deliberate flick of his tongue exploring her, savoring her taste. He held her hips firmly, as his tongue traced slow, languid lines across her slit, teasing her open with each gentle pass. And within minutes Shipra was howling in pleasure as Patode's tongue breach her folds venturing inside her cunt, lapping on her oozing juices, licking her inner sensitive walls and digging his serpent like tongue deep inside her. 

Ohhhhh.... Godddddd....fuckkkkkkk. Patodeeee,........It feeels sooooo..... Gooooood.... 
Deeeper Patode... Go deeeeeper......Just like that..... Yeah...Yeaaah......Don't stopppppp....



Never before in her life she had felt such level of pleasure. With each pass of his tongue against her sensitive walls, Shipra felt herself drawn further from reality, her mind unable to focus on anything but the mounting pleasure. She had experienced rough passion with Viresh and the tenderness of Alok’s love-making, but this—this was something else entirely. Patode’s expertise and control left her reeling, his mouth giving her a pleasure so deep that her whole body surrendered to it. She could feel a powerful release building, growing unstoppable as he continued his sensual assault.

But just as her body began to tremble on the edge of an earth-shattering climax, Patode abruptly withdrew, leaving her gasping and throbbing in frustration yet again. Shipra’s eyes flew open, a desperate whimper escaping her as her hips lifted instinctively, chasing his touch. “Whyyyyyy....Please… Patode, don’t stop… I was so close!” she groaned, unable to mask her need. Her cheeks flushed as she watched him smirk, casually wiping his face, glistening with her arousal.

“You want more?” he asked, his voice calm, almost mocking.

“Oh God, yes… Patode, please,” she practically begged, her voice trembling with urgency.

“Then tell me I am right, aren't I,” he demanded, his grin widening as he saw how much control he now held over her. He knew she was beyond pride, beyond restraint.

"Yes...Yes..... I have never had oral sex... Alok never goes down on me.....He doesn't lick me..... Now please... continue.. let me cum," Shipra admitted her embarrassment surfaced for a brief moment, but her desire far outweighed it.

He gave a slow nod but pressed on, clearly savoring the power he had over her. “And your husband doesn’t fuck you often either, does he?”

Shipra glared at him, her frustration and desire blending into a fiery look as she shot back, "No... He doesn't fu... We don't have a regular sex. Now stop teasing me and get your tongue back inside me.” She tightened her thighs around his head, trying to press him back down in desperation, but Patode held firm, resisting her, his grin never fading.

"Only if you let me fuck you, after I make you cum," Patode resisted her and made his final demand.

Shipra paused, her mind racing with the implications, but her body was still on fire, aching for him to push her over the edge. “Not without a condom, Patode,” she managed, her voice laced with both concern and desire.

“I’ll pull out, I promise.... lets not spoil the mood Shipra” he said smoothly, never breaking eye contact as he leaned forward, his tongue brushing along her slit in a teasing stroke that sent another jolt of need through her, weakening her resolve.

Her mind buzzed with caution, the risks echoing in the back of her thoughts. But her body was far past the point of reasoning, driven by the relentless ache that only he could satisfy. She forced herself to think clearly, and in a final burst of logic, reminded herself it was a safe day. Her body tingled in anticipation as she finally gave in, whispering breathlessly, “Fine… okay. But you have to pull out, Patode. Promise me.”

Patode gave a low, satisfied murmur of approval before his head dipped back down between her thighs, his mouth returning to her with an intensity that left no doubt of his intentions. As his tongue resumed its slow, torturous rhythm, Shipra surrendered fully, feeling herself swept into a blissful haze of pleasure that only he could give.

With Shipra’s consent to let him fuck her that too bareback sparked Patode's desire to new heights, he intensified his efforts, fully intent on making her cum. Upping his oral assault, he slipped two of his fingers carefully into her warm dripping cunt, feeling her tense for a moment before relaxing into his touch. His fingers moved expertly, each motion purposeful as he curled them inside her, seeking out the spots that made her gasp and arch her back. Shipra surrendered, letting herself be completely immersed in the pleasure he offered.



Desperate to make her cum quickly Patode his free hand, found her clit, his thumb circling it slowly, then quicker, each touch sending jolts of ecstasy through her. He alternated between gentle strokes and firmer flicks, building a rhythm that drove her wild, layering the sensations until her mind could hardly keep up. The combination of his tongue, his fingers, and his thumb working in perfect harmony was overwhelming, and Shipra found herself on the brink of a body shattering orgasm.

Patode felt her walls clenching around his fingers, her body convulsing, every fiber of her being reaching out for that final release and he quickened his pace, driving her to a point of no return.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh...Unghhhhhhhhh.....
Patodeeeee....I am cummmmmingggggg....
Ohhh...Goddddd....Ohhhh.....Goddddd
Fuck...Fuckkk..Fuckkkkkkkkkkk........

Within moments, Shipra’s body was overtaken by an overwhelming surge of pleasure, the intensity of her climax ripping through her like a tidal wave. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, every nerve alive with sensation. Her back arched off the bed as her toes curled, her hands moving instinctively to her hair, gripping it tightly, then to her breasts, where her painfully hard nipples begged for release. Her fingers pressed and rubbed against her fanny, as if desperate to prolong the ecstasy coursing through her.

Ohhhh...maaaaaaaa.....Ahhhhhhh....Unghhhhhh..

Each moan that escaped her lips was louder than the last, a chorus of pleasure spilling from her as wave after wave of unimaginable orgasm crashed over her, leaving her breathless and weak with bliss. Her thighs tightened around Patode’s head, and her hips bucked uncontrollably, her body fully surrendering to the release he had ignited within her. She lost herself completely, her mind blank but for the powerful sensations flooding every inch of her body.

It took a few minutes for her to return from the blissful haze, her breaths slowing as she drifted back to reality, her body still tingling from the aftershocks of her first intense, all-consuming oral orgasm. Her trembling and convulsing frame finally came to rest. The pleasure lingered in her, leaving her both exhilarated and vulnerable, as her eyes slowly fluttered open, meeting Patode’s gaze with a mixture of awe and gratitude. 

Patode leaned back, a satisfied grin spreading across his face as he watched Shipra slowly come down from the heights of her climax. She looked utterly dazed, like someone who had been swept up in a whirlwind of pleasure and hadn’t quite landed back to reality yet. Amused, Patode let out a low chuckle. “Wow, Shipra,” he murmured, feigning surprise. “I’ve never seen someone cum so hard just from being licked.”

Shipra glanced at him, her mind still foggy, but his words were starting to cut through the haze. “I have to say, your husband is totally useless,” Patode continued, his tone turning more mocking. “Leaving you so pent-up, so unsatisfied… it’s a shame, really. Maybe he could learn a thing or two from an expert like me.” He smirked, his gaze unyielding as he studied her reaction. “What do you think, Shipra? Next time I’m in Pune, maybe I’ll drop by for a little ‘lesson’—show him what it takes to really satisfy his wife. We could teach him together, you know.” He let out a low laugh, reveling in his own vulgarity.

Shipra’s mind reeled, caught between the lingering pleasure and the sting of his taunting. Part of her felt humiliated by his crude assessment of her marriage, the way he so casually dismissed Alok, reducing her husband to a punchline. But another part of her, the part still tingling from the aftershocks of her release, felt a dangerous allure in his words—a harsh truth she couldn’t entirely deny.

“Don’t bring Alok into this, Patode,” Shipra finally managed to say, her voice shaky but determined as she propped herself up against the bedrest, trying to regain her composure. The afterglow of her intense climax still lingered in her limbs, making it difficult to focus, but she was slowly coming back to her senses.

Patode, however, wasn’t about to let her off so easily. He flashed a wicked grin, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he shifted beside her on the bed, his broad body pressing against her side. “Don't mind my crude comments Shipra, it gives me a rush of excitement demeaning other men, specially husband's of the wives who get fucked behind their back,” he said with a calm tone, though the smirk on his face suggested otherwise. “And let’s be honest, Shipra. If he’d been doing his job right, keeping your cooch satisfied and thoroughly fucked, we wouldn’t be here, would we?”

He didn’t wait for her to respond before slipping his hand back between her legs, fingers expertly parting her slick folds once more. Shipra gasped, her body still sensitive from the orgasm he had just given her, but unable to resist the pleasurable touch. “Damn, Shipra,” Patode murmured as he felt the wetness coating his fingers. “Did you just squirt for me? Feels like a dam broke down here,” he taunted, pressing his fingers deeper, feeling the warm gush of her arousal against his hand.

Shipra bit her lip, trying to stifle the moan that threatened to escape as his fingers curled inside her, finding that sensitive spot with ease. Without even realizing it, her thighs parted wider, an unspoken invitation that she couldn’t hold back. The way her body responded to him was beyond her control now. Patode smirked, feeling her readiness.

"So, Shipra,” Patode murmured, his voice a low, taunting whisper as his fingers worked deeper inside her, pushing her closer to the edge. “Tell me, how do you want me to fuck this unsatisfied little pussy of yours? Do you have a favorite position that your husband has failed to satisfy you in?” His words were laced with vulgarity, each one calculated to demean her relationship with Alok.

“I... I don’t... know...” Shipra stammered, her voice barely a whisper as she struggled to form a coherent thought. The relentless assault of his fingers inside her made it nearly impossible to focus on anything other than the raw pleasure he was forcing from her body.

Patode’s lips curled into a wicked grin as he took in her helpless state. “Then I’ll do it my way,” he growled, his voice thick with anticipation. “You’re in for a real treat, Shipra. That little orgasm you had from my tongue? That was nothing compared to what you are about to experience. You'll find out what real pleasure feels like when I shove my cock deep inside you, stretching you in ways you’ve never experienced before.”

His eyes were dark with lust. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, so deep, that you’ll be addicted to my dick,” he continued, his fingers plunging into her with one final, powerful thrust before he pulled them out abruptly. Shipra gasped at the sudden emptiness, her hips bucking involuntarily as if seeking the return of his touch.

Patode watched her reaction with a smug satisfaction, his fingers glistening with her arousal. “Look at you,” he said, holding his slick fingers up to her face. “So wet, so desperate. I’m going to make you cum over and over again, until the only thing you can think about is how good my cock feels inside you. You’ll forget all about your useless husband and those pathetic attempts he calls sex.”

Without missing a beat, he wrapped his strong hands around her hips with a forceful grip, flipping her over onto her stomach with a quick, decisive motion. Shipra barely had time to react as he positioned her on all fours, her ass raised high in the air, presenting her dripping wet entrance to him. “This is how I’m going to take you, Shipra,” he growled, his voice a mix of dominance and hunger. “I’m going to fuck you from behind, deep and hard, until you scream my name and forget you ever belonged to anyone else.”

While the missionary might be the most intimate and widely used sex positions amongst the countless variations available, there’s something undeniably raw and instinctual about taking a woman from behind. It’s a position steeped in primal dominance, one that speaks to a deep-seated urge for control. For Patode, having Shipra on all fours, completely exposed and vulnerable, was more than just a physical act—it was a display of power, a deliberate show of supremacy over a woman belonging to someone else, women who was strong-willed, educated, and fiercely independent in her everyday life.

To him, seeing Shipra—a modern, confident woman who was used to being in control—reduced to this submissive position, her body arching back ready to be taken raw, was the ultimate triumph. It was a way to strip away her layers of composure and self-assurance. The first step in reducing Shipra, into an obedient, lust-driven slut who would crave his touch, his control, and his commands.

With that, he lined himself up against her entrance, teasing her slick folds with the thick head of his cock. The anticipation was electric, the air between them charged as he held her there, on the edge, making her wait for that inevitable moment of penetration.

 

“Patode... wait... not from behind... please...” Shipra’s voice was a mix of panic and desire, her words stumbling out in a breathless rush. She could feel the thick head of his cock pressing insistently against her entrance, and the reality of just how big he was made her instincts flare up in alarm. “Your dick... it’s... it’s too big... I can’t...” she pleaded, her voice trembling as she tried to shift her hips away, the vulnerability of the position making her feel utterly exposed.

But Patode was having none of it. His grip on her hips tightened like a vice, holding her firmly in place as she tried to wriggle free. “Oh, no, Shipra,” he growled, a dark chuckle rumbling in his chest. “You’re not going anywhere. You’re going to take every inch of me, just like this.” His tone was merciless, a clear indication that he was done with any semblance of gentle play.

He leaned over her, his broad chest pressing against her back as he whispered harshly in her ear, “Don’t worry Shipra, I’ll try to be as gentle as I can be but I'll make sure you feel every single inch as I fill you up.” His hot breath against her ear sent a shiver down her spine, and Shipra couldn’t suppress the whimper that escaped her lips.

In one swift motion, he pulled her hips back towards him, aligning her perfectly. “Relax,” he commanded, one of his hand moved up Shipra's back pressing her down further into the mattress, making her ass jut higher in the air.

Despite her fear, her body was betraying Shipra; she was already so wet, her slickness coating the head of his cock, making it easier for him to press against her entrance. Shipra’s breath hitched, her mind a whirl of conflicting emotions. But her body, treacherously responsive, was arched and ready, aching with a need that overshadowed her doubts.

Patode’s hand slid further up reaching the  back of her neck, pushing her face gently into the pillow, asserting his dominance. “Perfect, you’re going to take me just like this, Shipra,” he murmured, his voice commanding. “Once you have a taste of my cock inside you cunt, you'll never be satisfied with anyone else."

Without warning, he began to push forward, the thick head of his cock parted her lips stretching her slowly, relentlessly. Shipra gasped, her fingers clutching desperately at the sheets as he filled her inch by inch, her walls struggling to accommodate his girth. She let out a choked moan as he continued his relentless advance, every nerve in her body alight with a mixture of pain and pleasure.



“Fuckkkk, you’re so tight Shipra. Alok hasn't really serviced you properly” Patode groaned, his voice strained with the effort of holding himself back from plunging into her all at once. He savored the way her body struggled to take him, the way her inner walls clenched around him as if trying to resist. But he was determined to claim every inch of her. “Look how tightly you're clasping my cock. You were made for this, Shipra... made to be fucked by me.”

“Oh... God... Patode... it’s too big... please... you’re going to tear me apart,” Shipra whimpered, her voice barely more than a desperate whisper. She could feel him relentlessly pressing deeper, stretching her in ways she had never imagined, her inner walls struggling to accommodate his sheer size. The sensation was a mix of pain and pleasure so intense that it stole her breath away, her protests dissolving into gasps as he continued his slow, torturous invasion.

Patode ignored her frantic pleas, a dark smile playing on his lips as he watched her writhe beneath him. “You can take it, Shipra. I have ensured your cunt is sufficiently lubricated” he murmured, his voice thick with lust and confidence. “I know you can. Your tight little pussy is already swallowing me up, begging for more.” He tightened his grip on her hips, holding her steady as he pushed further inside, savoring every inch of resistance as her body struggled to accommodate his girth.

Ahhhh....Ohhhhh..uuuuuhhhh..maaaaaa

“Just breathe, Shipra,” he coaxed, his tone gentle as if he were soothing her instead of subjecting her to this overwhelming intrusion. “You’re almost there... just a little more.” But there was nothing soft about the way he moved, his thick cock stretching her to the brink, each inch pushing her closer to a breaking point that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Shipra’s fingers clawed at the sheets, her knuckles turning white as she tried to steady herself against the onslaught of sensation. Her body was on fire, a mixture of pleasure and pain that sent shivers up her spine. “Please... it’s too much...” she sobbed, her voice cracking as he thrust even deeper, forcing her to take him fully.

Patode’s eyes darkened with a primal satisfaction as he bottomed out, his hips flush against her ass, the fullness so complete it left her gasping for air. “There you go... all of me... Stuffed into your pussy. A perfect fit,” he growled, leaning over her, his breath hot against the back of her neck. “Feel that, Shipra? That’s what a real man feels like.”



The sensation was becoming overwhelming, Shipra's body stretched to its limits, the fullness so intense she felt as if she might break apart. Shipra’s eyes fluttered and then rolled back, her face contorting as if caught between agony and ecstasy. For a moment, it looked as if she might lose consciousness, her body overwhelmed by the intense mix of pain and pleasure surging through her. The relentless sensation was too much, too intense, pushing her to the brink of her limits. But beneath the discomfort, a forbidden pleasure was building, a heat that was quickly turning her resistance into desperate, aching need.

Patode paused, his thick cock buried to the hilt inside her, savoring the way her tightness gripped him. He stayed there for a moment, letting Shipra feel every inch of him, allowing her to adjust to the full, almost overwhelming sensation of being completely filled. The heat of her pussy clamped around him, her inner walls fluttering as they stretched around his girth, sent a shockwave of pleasure down his spine.

“How does it feel, Shipra? To finally experience my 9 inch dick inside you” he growled, his voice low and rough against her ear. “I want you to remember this feeling—the way I stretch you, the way I fill you up like no one else can.” His hands roamed over her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh possessively as he held her in place.

Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he began to pull back, drawing out just enough to make her feel the emptiness, the sudden loss of fullness that left her gasping. He watched her reaction closely, the way her breath hitched, her muscles tensing as if her body was instinctively trying to pull him back in. He stopped halfway, his cock still partially embedded within her, teasing her with the promise of more. And then, without warning, he drove back into her, burying himself to the hilt once more. 

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh....

The force of his thrust pushed her forward, a sharp cry escaping her lips as he filled her completely again. Establishing a rhythm, Patode began fucking her with long, deep strokes, each thrust slow enough to be agonizingly pleasurable but powerful enough to make her body jolt forward with every movement. 

Ahhhh....Ahhhh...Ahhhh...Ahhhh
Unghhh...Unghhhh...Unghhhh...Unghhhh



Soon, the room was filled with the rhythmic, primal sounds of skin slapping against skin, each impact echoing in the heated space. Patode’s relentless thrusts were powerful and unyielding, sending waves of pleasure rippling through Shipra's body. Her initial cries of discomfort had gradually transformed into something else entirely—a chorus of deep, breathless moans that only grew louder with every thrust. What had begun as gasps tinged with pain had now become raw, uncontrollable sounds of pleasure. Shipra’s voice grew hoarse as she let out long, sultry groans, each one a testament to the way Patode was driving her to the brink.

Patode could feel her body slowly surrendering to the pleasure, her hips starting to move in rhythm with his, pushing back to meet his thrusts. It was exactly what he wanted-Shipra losing herself in the moment, forgetting everything but the sensation of being fucked so thoroughly, so completely, that there was no room for anything else.

“Fuck, Patode! Your cock is reaching places I never even knew existed,” Shipra gasped, her voice shaky as her body trembled beneath his onslaught. “Oh God… it’s so good… you’re filling me up completely… Go harder, Patode, please… I need it harder…”

The words spilled from her lips without hesitation, the last remnants of her modesty stripped away by the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her. She didn’t care how obscene she sounded; all she could think about was how incredible it felt to be filled so completely, stretched to her limits by Patode's cock.

Patode's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, a dark smile curling his lips as he leaned over her, his breath hot against her ear. “You see now, Shipra? This is what you’ve been denying yourself all this time, rejecting my advances like a foolish, loyal wife.” His voice was a low growl, his thrusts never slowing as he pounded into her. “Now look at you, begging for it, loving every second of it.”

“Yes… yes…Patode... I should have let you fuck me sooner…,” Shipra confessed, her voice cracking with pleasure as she rocked her hips back to meet his relentless thrusts. “God, I should have… I’ve never felt anything like this… Your cock… it’s stretching me so good… I’m going to cum again, Patode… I can’t hold it…”

Patode's grin widened, his eyes flashing with a cruel, triumphant light. He loved seeing her like this—reduced to a moaning, writhing mess beneath him, completely lost in the throes of passion. But it wasn’t enough for him to just fuck her; he wanted to break her down completely, to degrade everything she held dear.

“Cum for me then, cum on my dick you cheating slut,” he taunted, his voice dripping with venomous satisfaction. “I wonder how your dear Alok would react, seeing you like this,” Patode sneered, his voice a low, mocking whisper. “What would he think, seeing his perfect, dutiful wife moaning like a bitch in heat, taking another man’s cock so willingly?” His words were harsh, filled with a twisted kind of pleasure as he spoke, each word designed to cut deep, to humiliate her even as he drove her to another climax.

Shipra’s eyes squeezed shut, her body betraying her as it tightened around him, her pussy fluttering in response to his words even as a small part of her mind balked at the degradation. But the pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming for her to fight. “Shut up, Patode… Just keep fucking me… I’m so close… I don’t care… Just don’t stop…” she begged desperately, her body seeking the release she was teetering on the edge of.

“With pleasure, you filthy bitch,” Patode growled, his pace quickening, his thrusts becoming harder, more punishing as he slammed into her with a force that had her crying out. “But I am sure that wimp of your husband would cum in seconds seeing his wife mounted by a superior male, mating with mother of his child, fucking her bareback like a slutty bitch she is," Patode groaned gritting his teeth as his movement became rougher and rougher. "That's right Shipra, by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be just like Namrata—my obedient bitch, craving every inch of me,” he hissed, each word punctuated by deeper, rougher thrusts, as if to drive his point home.

Ohhh...Patode...fuckkkkk....
I am cummingggg ...... Again....I am loving it....
Fuckkk...Ahhhhhhh...ohhh...godddd.

With a guttural cry that echoed through the room, Shipra’s body convulsed in the throes of yet another powerful orgasm, her legs finally giving out beneath her. She collapsed onto the bed, her entire form trembling, completely spent. Patode’s glistening, throbbing cock slipped out of her overstretched pussy, still twitching and wet from their heated encounter. But he wasn’t ready to release his grip on her just yet.

Following her down, he pressed his heavy frame over her limp body, his crotch grinding firmly against her soft ass, his weight making it impossible for her to move. Without giving Shipra a respite, he roughly tangled his fingers in her hair and jerked her head back. Leaning in close, he whispered harshly into her ear, his voice dripping with raw, unrestrained lust.

“I’m not done with you, slut. Tonight, I’m going to fuck you in every possible way, every position, until you’re completely broken,” he growled, each word a dark promise of what was yet to come. “By morning, you’ll be hooked to my cock, craving it, begging for it every day.”

Shipra could only moan weakly in response and within moments, the room was yet again filled with the rhythmic sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, Shipra’s desperate moans mingling with Patode’s primal grunts and the loud creaking of the bed as he drove into her mercilessly.

Meanwhile, outside the door, Namrata's exhausted frame was slumped against the wall, her body trembling in her own private ecstasy. She was drenched, her juices pooling beneath her as she sat there, legs spread, her panties hanging from one ankle. She’d been a silent, eager voyeur to the entire debauchery, her eyes glazed with lust as she witnessed Shipra’s complete defilement. Her fingers continued to move feverishly over her swollen clit, each sound from the other room driving her to the brink of her own orgasm. But watching wasn’t enough; she wanted more. She wasn’t satisfied with just being a spectator, her mind already racing with thoughts of how she could join the sinful scene unfolding on the other side of that door.

End of Chapter 25: Taken and Tamed : Part 1: Shipra's Surrender

[Luca Modric]

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