A Banana Muffin Saga

[Aavesh9]

Tell me about it masti bhai! I'm spent like anything. YLTS writing is such a drug, has completely hypnotized us all!

Totally!!!
Completely!!!
Agree with both of your good Sirs!!!

[Aavesh9]

Note from our dear YLTS:

Please share this note to my readers...if it happens a day that I may not be present to receive their feelings on what I am writing...

A soliloquy (it's mine alone): 
"Meri dua hai ke aapke dil ka aangan hamesha us noor se munaa'war rahe jo kabhi dhal'ti nahi"
"Main jis dast'aan ki girah khol rahi hoon, us ka kinara abhi uf'aq se bhi paa'r hai; ye silsila sa'diyon par mou'hit hai"
"Is musaa'fat mein mere saath chalne aap sabr ki rida ohdh'ni hogi, kyunke ekhte'taam abhi meri nazron se bhi ojh'al hai"

Message to my dears:
Real life can never be imprisoned within words because emotions have no language to express how one really feels inside their respectful hearts.
Whatever I am writing, consider it mere fiction or a tale of absurdity and forget it; reality is far deeper and filled with unworldly complex knots than these.

A humble request
It is 'empathy' alone that prevails and sustain over every human relationship. Love can indeed co-exist, but it is never the first step upon which the foundation of relationships rests...
So, be empathetic to others, please don't allow your personal ego get the upperhand at all times, even at your worst life moments...but, I wish none of you go through such moments...
My love and respect to all...live your lives in full...spare few moments here to say anything that you feel about what I am scribbling...

Tanvi has just begun a new chapter of her life...let's all wait and see where she leads her life to...

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-68:


When the cold air caressed her public hair, and the nakedness of her cherished prize, she had to open her eyes for a fleeting moment. She saw him close, way too close to her face. His evil grin made her heart stop.

The next second, moving both her hands from clutching her panty, she placed it on his broad, naked shoulders and pushed...with all her might...it took a moment for her to realize that she was successful...his face moved away...backwards...he was falling back...she looked at him falling back in slow motion.

The cold hit her.

She blinked her eyes a few times.

Khurram, in fact, moved back in his own accord. 

Her panty was down to her knees, at her calves, about to fall to the ground.

Her thick, black and soaked bush was open to his gaze, her naked urinal area was completely exposed, there was nothing left to fight, she was naked, to her core.


For the first time in her life, Tanvi sat exposing every last inch of her chastity thrown out into the cold air staring at a man, an evil man, a wicked old man, a wretched and devious older man, the very man whom she once respected as her elder but now who stared back to her with eyes of a nameless primitive animal who was about to devour on it's exotic feast!

Tanvi sat naked...stark naked...absolutely unclothed!

Finally!

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Khurram was finally offered with the gift of being able to get a completely unobstructed view at Tanvi's unprotected, soaked and glimmering naked pussy. His salivating mouth was extremely close...his tongue and lips grazing so close to her beautiful mound of perfection...his boneless muscle did not drag on her velvety folds, it did not touch her quavering labials, but his tongue was just there, right there, hardly a centimetre away from physical contact. 

Through her foggy eyes, Tanvi saw him up close, taking in deep breaths. Her eyes tried to close with shame but flickered open when she realized that Khurram the old man, was in fact inhaling her primal scent...her womanly odor...the smell that only one man in the entire world ever took in, her husband Sanjoth. But now, instead of her husband looking at her gaping pussy, it was another man...an evil man...a foul man with very bad intentions...sat with his hungry mouth and tongue that was so near to her pussy, looking at her with a vicious grin on his face showing only one emotion...victory!

Tanvi gasped and felt like she was about to die of shame but when she felt the inhuman tinge of depraved lust rising from her pussy, she thought it was not her, instead another woman who looked like her was inviting the old man towards her wet hole. Without realising, her eyes closed, for a moment and then snapped open when she felt him tugging her panty once again, and before she could release a protesting yell, she saw him removing it completely off of her, and discarding it to the floor.

"Pleeesse, Khurramji, please...I beg you...I will do anything you ask, but pleease...don't do this to me,  beg you...stoopp", this time tears poured out of her eyes as she was terror stricken and petrified of what was about to happen. Few of her last protests came out in whimpers.

Without answering and completely ignoring Tanvi's cries and pleadings, Khurram took a firm hold of both her ankles, then with an ease of a leopard, lifted both her supple legs by ankles and spread her wide into a complete upward-sploot, and paused a moment for her to feel the forced-split of her most protected body part. 

Tanvi had both her legs splayed wide and unable to make even a slight whisper, she saw the old man's muscular arms snd lifted effortlessly to both his sides...up...way up...till her ankles rested, splayed wide, over his shoulders, making her pussy further exposed.

"I beg of you...please...please don't make me do this...I will die...please", she cried and cried, without any result happening positively. But, deep inside her head...she heard it...her voice countering what she just said loudly...that voice was clearly telling her..."you are a bitch...you want this...give it to him"

Khurram leaned forward, down with his head, and his action made her spread legs to slide further up and over his wide shoulders. He was now closest to her splayed cunt. The feminine stench that came from her married hole made his brain go mad with primal hunger. He inhaled hard, deep and each of his breath made vulgar noises that crumbled her antagonist protests. Tanvi trembled with fear of what she saw and the thoughts of what was going to happen next. It wasn't her first time, spreading her womanhood to someone other than her husband, there was Sylvie, then Faiz, then Hansa, and Dattu...the sudden image of Dattu licking and giving her orgasm at Basti, in front of the open area...to the world to see, pushed her shame to cross the last normalcy that was left inside of her.

Tanvi's hands flew up immediately, holding Khurram's head in a vice grip, stopping him mid-way.

But, then...she felt his breath, his hot exhales, right on her wet, pubic spot. The hot air from his nose and mouth, grazed her pussy, and made her vaginal lips quiver sporadically.

Looking at the mildly vibrating pussy lips, Khurram drove his face down to it, letting out an inhuman groan that made her freeze a second, and then cry out like an electrocuted woman!!!

"Aaaaah...mmmm...nooouuu...plleeeee", her cries stopped at her throat, accompanied by a few hardly audible mewls of pleasure that came out of her lips.

Khurram, using his thick tongue, lapped across her splayed pussy, from it's lowest point till it's zenith, and lingered over her clitoris...stationed it on her blood engorged nubbin...flat against her most secretive, utmost precious, and extremely sensitive muscle...between the wet and thick maze of her pitch black pubic hair, that single-most tiny meat-loaf stood up, protruding and plastered against his wide-spread tongue.

It was his winning groan that shook her back to reality.

"Mmm...nnooo...mmmm", she tried her best to push his head away but the sloshy noises from her pussy stopped her...she listened to the rhythm squelching noises that came due to Khurram's hand movements...those sounds that were vulgar, obscene and filthy to her ears and she was disgusted at her body squirming and responding back to him. It was not like how Sylvie did to her, not like Hansa licked her, not how Faiz squished her pussy that night with his fingers, and not at all how Dattu devoured her at open Basti. This was too much for her to digest, Khurram was licking her cunt like a snake slithering across it's entire length through her slit, savoring every nerve of her vaginal lips, too animalistic. 

Yet, her brain snapped at her, the pleasure she went through was taboo, she hadn't allowed it to happen, it was given, delivered...and she felt herself exploding inside..."yessss", she heard that voice of hers ringing inside her head but it didn’t come out.

A sharp, loud moan escaped her throat, mixed with shame and anger...she was aware of something inside her being torn, brutally reshaping her life...forever!

It was only then Khurram noticed his young partner in sleaze. Tanvi wasn’t protesting, she wasn't crying and she wasn’t pushing him anymore. 

Tanvi heard her voice screeching inside and telling her what was happening was utterly wrong, but her supple yellow colored thighs slowly widened, making her stance more intimate, as if she was offering herself to the old man. Her slender ankles and soft feet caressed through his upper back, almost tightening without her knowledge. 

Khurram was ecstatic when he sensed her soft skin and sponge-like thigh muscles increasing their hold on his head and shoulders.

Tanvi miserably failed to notice how much she spread her legs wide to help the old man to finally anchor himself into her. Her responses had transformed long back even without her understanding that she should be fighting fiercely, instead of voluntarily cooperating in less than a few seconds. 

All her yelping and crying at him with her high-pitched "no" or "you should stop" words ceased to come out of her, instead, her lower body started to direct him to perform more of what he was delivering to her. 

In her upward-sploot position, the sweet and tender looking yellow soles of Tanvi's feet wobbled in mid-air with nothing to support, and her moans clearly said that she wanted that uncontrolled wobbling to happen with more intensity.

With a tone of authority, Khurram whispered, without taking his mouth away from her pussy, "I asked you nicely, but you had to fight...now, you are begging me, see?", he licked long and slow, making her body jolt against his tongue. 

"If I tasted this earlier, I would've never asked your permission this time", he licked her clit that was now fully erect, bloated and was out of it's sheath...he took a second to admire the view...the small skinless appendage was so red and swollen that he wondered how such women were created in this world like this Sex-Goddess. 

Her entire pussy was now drenched and exposed, her pubic hair no longer obstructed her vagina and vaginal lips, a combination of fair and pink skin, all over...with a pale darker shade of pink skin around her swollen pussy lips. The most shocking thing for him was, her vaginal lips were a darker shade of pink, reddish purple, not at all like any women he ever tasted or fucked. 

For a moment, Khurram thought of what a wimp Sanjoth was, when he had such an exotic piece of female anatomy at his free reign, and lusted after other women. If it was him, he would have devoured Tanvi with more than once or twice of animal sex every single day...he chuckled at that ray of thought..."he would not have let her at peace even during her monthly unsafe dates". She was that hot, beautiful, exotic all the way. 

His thoughts broke when he felt the hottest female he ever laid eyes and hands jolting and groaning him.

"Ooooh-mmmmm-nnnnaaaah", Tanvi moaned, and her upper body arched forward, high, as her hips bucked against his mouth. Her hands shot up to hold his head, her long fingers moved all over his large baldness, nothing to grasp, yet she found the back of his head as a leverage. She pressed him down...as if that action would make him suck her cunt properly, and to make his tongue to spread her vaginal lips and enter inside her most protected orifice.

Tanvi's eyes parted open slightly as the expected split did not become a reality. With a mix of confusion, and frustration, a throated moan left her clenched mouth while looking into Khurram's lecherous eyes.

"Tell me, Tanvi, tell me how much you want this, tell me how badly you want me to lick you", his voice was surprisingly soft, but it carried the venomous plan that he carried. 

Tanvi's body shuddered and jolted when her green eyes snapped open. Khurram  had his head buried between her thighs, his hand clutching her ass-cheeks from below, showing her who was in control. At that moment, the only thought recognized was her carnal wish for solace was hardly a centimetre away.

As she remained in her upward-sploot placement with her body severely jerking with sporadic jolts, she felt the hand that was on her ass, a finger, his thick middle-finger, entering between her tightly clenched ass-cheeks. Helpless as she was, her eyes closed automatically when that finger traced down, inside, deep...to touch her extremely filthy hole. 

Khurram, using the tip of his middle-finger, rolled the gooey liquid of her cunt, smothering her anal ring. 

Her hips buckled immediately out of shock, embarrassment...and she jolted hard...and that specific action of her hips made his finger tip to press straight against her tight orifice entrance...the one hole that she never in her life thought would bring such pleasure. 

"Tell me, slut" he asked again, this time, he slapped his tongue scbanging against a throbbing clit, making it engorge and vibrate further more along with another heavy shudder altogether. 

"Mmmmmnfff...mmmm", she muffled her cries, still it came out of her. Her left hand flew out from holding his head and reached her mouth, stopping her...pausing the inevitable response...her eyes fluttered open and close in response to his clit-scbanging tongue that forced her fist to cover her mouth but instead of getting angry at the old man, her hand flew back to clutch his hairless head, once again, pulling him closer, harder. With another muffled whimper, she waited for the taboo pleasure.

Khurram was waiting for this moment. A free reign, as her eyes once again fluttered closed.. 

I... I want it", Tanvi's whimper finally crawled out of her lips. Although she pulled Khurram's head closer to its target, she was confused on what she was asking for, and why she admitted her willingness, despite her deep loathing to the old man.

Khurram grinned silently, as he wanted nothing more from her. He heard what he wanted her to blurt out...what she really wanted. Her confession was more than adequate to move to the next phase.

Moving up a bit more on his knees, Khurram lifted his right hand away from holding her ass.

The moment he left her ass, she whimpered with rage and felt a large vacuum at her anus. The finger that pleasured her dirtiest hole was gone.

Once freeing his finger, it took only a second for him to use his left hand middle-finger to split her pussy into half. Driving his long and thick finger into the velvety depths of her dripping pussy. 

Tanvi felt the invading muscle lodging deep into places that no one ever tried prying into. "Except Dattu"...her subconscious brought back the night when the low-class milkman punishingly brought her to orgasm with his hands and mouth...but what Khurram doing to her now was very much unlike that...a different level of salaciousness. 

"Aaaaaarrgggh...mmmmnnfffff...mmm", a couple of involuntary groans were the response that Tanvi gave away. Her eyes remained clamped with her brain helplessly trying to come to terms with what was happening inside her poor pussy. She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream at him, she wanted him to crush his mouth on her cunt, she wanted him to suck her into eruption, yet she failed to do anything except holding his head, like a last resort for some leverage. 

Between pummeling his finger in and out of her hairy cunt, Khurram took a moment to admire the way her soaked sex glistened and looked like it was begging for more attention. Her pussy lips were pressed and clamped tightly over his invading finger, as if silently begging him to tear it completely. 

"You want what, Tanvi? Tell me, what you want from me", Khurram moved forward to reach her ears once again with another whisper. 

Without waiting for another second, her answer came out. "I...I...I want to cum...please...I want...to...cu...mmm", she pleaded with utmost sincerity. 

As she shamelessly admitted it, a silent thought made her entire body to shudder, the very image of how it could feel if he had two of his fingers inside her, one in her cunt as it was, and another of his finger inside that wretched anal hole which gave her an inhuman pleasure for the brief moments when Khurram rolled his finger over her tight anal entrance.

Her head got immersed with the dirtiest images of how it would look, and how it would feel, having two digits, one inside her cunt and other inside her rectum...the dream she had...the night after Dattu pleasured her at Basti, with hundreds of Khurram and hundreds of Dattu, fucking her from top and below, filling both her holes, making her cum a million times, making her scream to reach the end of cosmos, making her go blind with sexual release...pure, animalistic and primal release of what she contained inside her woman-hole...

"You lied to me earlier, about you not spreading your legs to anyone other than your shitty husband, so, do you want to tell me the truth now?", his questions hit her like swords, penetrating her soul.

"Mmmm...noooo....I...I didn’t...Khurraaaamjiiii...pleeeeeese", her eyes lost the last degree of power it had to open and face him, and she lied once again, because her pussy wanted it's release, at any cost. She was so sure that if Khurram stopped what he was doing to her pussy, she would blurt every dark, deep secret she held to her heart. The pressure that he pussy carried was maddening. 

No more questions. No more questions required. In her carnal trance, Tanvi brought his head punishingly towards her face, and opening her mouth wide, plastered her lips against his, locking him into a kiss, thrusting her long tongue into him, twirling as she opened and entered his mouth, her sudden kiss made him freeze, for a moment. 

Tanvi wasn't averted with the fact that she was kissing the same lips, same mouth that was in her pussy a few moments earlier. She was tasting herself...and the pungent smell and vulgar taste of her own pussy didn't worry her...those were the last things that mattered to the woman who was lost to lust...

"No...I won't let you have it easy, you slut, you lied to me, and you deserve punishment", by telling her about it, he pulled away from her kiss, momentarily disorienting her.

With a swift movement of his left hand, he caught her whole ass and hips into a tight grip, and with a loud grunt, pulled her up from the recliner. 

Tanvi couldn't help but gasp loudly as he lifted her like her weight meant nothing to him. All she recognized was his finger remained lodged deep, inside her cunt, and closed her brain to whatever he was doing with her and hoped for the old man to restart churning her insides out.

Khurram stood up on his legs, carrying Tanvi on his left hand, balancing her with his right hand and finger dug deep into her cunt, and turned. Without another second lost, he sat back on the recliner and placed her to half-stand on her legs with botj her feet placed over the two soft, leather arms of the recliner.

"Aaah...uu...fff...Khurramjiiii", Tanvi screamed with all her might when she found where and how she was placed.

She was now made to stand with her legs half-bent and wobbling knees on top of the recliner, the way she stood, she faced the large glass that overlooked the Complex swimming pool and mini-jungle. Anyone...any human...who was out there could see her...it was a sight to behold. A naked Goddess, standing up, looking with straight sight, exposing everything she was supposed to conceal, and seemingly begging to run to her home and take her, she seemed like calling out for help, or worse, she looked like a woman screaming for sex, as she stood on her shaking legs.

The first flick from Khurram's tongue on her ebbing clit created a tremor that started from that sensitive muscle through her vertebrae and ended into her head and knees, making her legs to wobble like two leaves. She had no option than to spread both her hands to hold the large glass to maintain her balance. 

"Yeah, hold it there", Khurram whispered with another lick to her clit.

Tanvi bit down on her lips terrified that someone or anyone looking at her unit would see her...naked...pitch naked and showing it to the whole world to see.

Without prompt, her head dropped down and a gasp left her when she saw how her breasts hung down, right above the devilish old man's bald head from where his glimmering tongue was lapping her pussy. Her hips jolted to reach closer like greeting his mouth and tongue, desperate for more contact. She felt and saw his thick tongue sliding through her vaginal folds with such slow pace, as if he was tasting a dish. 

Giving absolutely no regard to anyone outside who might see her, Tanvi's parted and spread her legs in a vulgar manner, her knees bent, and opened herself as wide as she could manage, every pretence of protests vanished from her, as Khurram swirled his tongue over her quivering nubbin and injected her cunt hole with his fingers...

"Oh-Shit-he-put-TWO-fingers-in-me", the sound of her voice reverberated inside her head as her cunt got punishingly explored by his middle and index fingers.

In and out...in and out...Khurram moved his two fingers rapidly inside Tanvi's pussy. He deliberately avoided giving her the pleasure of his tongue that he used only to create sudden jolts. He laughed silently.

"You still won't tell me, huh?", he paused and looked up at her contorted face through the two hanging mummeries. 

"I...I...didn't", she whimpered with a broken voice.

"Then, take this", a growl...followed by rapid pull and push of his two fingers in and out of her dripping pussy.

Tanvi felt pain. It wasn't pleasure anymore. 

She couldn't bear it further. She tried to jump, and failed as the soft cushions of the armrest stopped from jolting away. More than that, Khurram held her in place. His hand gruelled her insides. She couldn't believe what was happening. 

When she stole a look outside to the dark night and lit the swimming pool, a slight relief passed inside as there was no one looking at her. But, at the same time, the way Khurram punished her pussy was really suffocating. Her cunt was on fire, it was painful, but she wanted to cum, her release was right there, at it's final edge, about to cross, but instead of pleasuring it out, he was punishing her insides, tearing her soft vaginal wall, the two fingertips scratched against her hardened G-Spot area to create a painful feeling, and it produced the volume of the pussy contents to increase into a devilish one. 

"Khhu...rrrraaaam...jiii....ssstoopppppp", Tanvi cried and shouted at him to stop, but he just looked up at her sobbing and contorted face with his familiar wicked grin as his fingers moved in and out with grudging speed.

Noticing her reactions, Khurram gruelled both his fingers as deep it could go, along with another string lick to her clit, but this time, he flicked it...not once, but multiple, rapid jabs to her engorged skinless tiny muscle that protruding out of it's pink sheath like a mini-penis.

"Oh-God...someone will hear me", despite that thought, Tanvi's knuckles hardened it's hold on his hairless scalp, along with one more, deep, and gluttral cry came from Tanvi as her entire body froze in mid-air, with only her cunt responding, with sporadic release of her squirting orgasm. Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips were bitten, her hands balanced on the glass, her breasts oscillated with nipples brushing against his bald head, and legs shivering and wobbling with every move that Khurram made into her pussy.

Absolute helplessness blanketed over Tanvi. She heaved and gasped with the last of her protests against the one thing that she didn't want to do, yet, deeper from her core, she felt the need rising, "it was exactly what she wanted...or was it?" She rotated her hips, her body burning with need.

"I just love your filthy taste, slut", Khurram grunted between his teeth mixed with an evil laugh. Tanvi's face reddened with shame, her juices were smearing across Khurram's and shuddered with fright when she heard what he said next. He grunted loud with a mild smack on her pussy with his mouth the horrific words came...

Tanvi bucked with fear when she heard his next words....

"From now on, I will take this every day from you, Tanvi"

"That...will...not...haappp...nnn...uuuugh...caann...nnnoot", Khurram divided his fingers back into her sweltering crevice again, making her stop in mid-sentence. He made sure to suffocate her pulsating clit against the flat of his tongue along with his fingers that pushed past all her internal resistance. He gave her a moment to regain a bit of balance before slowly restarting his gruelling of her surrendered pussy.

"Tell me, slut. Tell me that you enjoy what I am doing to you, admit it, and then tell me the truth of your infidelity. That's the only way you can escape, and that is...if you want me to stop...this", Khuuram stopped his hand for a moment and pulled out, almost out...just the two finger tips spreading her vaginal folds.

No reply from Tanvi. She couldn't. She was trembling with her need...to release...with pain...or without. She was fully aware that he pushed her already over the final edge...no options left...

Khurram pushed his fingers inside again, this time with more force added, and once her G-Spot was found, he curled his fingers again, punishing that perfect spot inside her, making her whimper and whine without words. His tongue flicked over her clit at the same time, rapid once again, then with a power move, he dived deeper between her spread legs, his bald head leaving the two hanging nipples alone, and sucked her exposed cunt lips inside his mouth...a long...very long suck...

"Tell me...to who all did you open these legs before, Tanvi? Tell me", he left her pussy and clit away from his once again.

She shook her head in a lost, and weak gesture. Her fingers tightened on his head, and gripped the glass for what was about to come.

"Tell me, slut. Tell me"

"I...I...", she wanted to reply with words hung on her lips, no more battle, her legs bucked as her knees lost their energy. Her grip tightened on his sweaty bald head. She was grinding in mid-air, waiting for his attention.

"Aaaarggh...mmmnnnnffff", Tanvi sniffed as Khurram made a vacuum over her throbbing clitoris with his lips as his fingers dug deep, once again curling and punishing at her G-Spot.

"Oh God, I'm cum...mmmmm", her moans were shameless. Her screech spread inside her home, her entire home, as she looked over the opener area outside, she waa no longer worried about who might see her, catch her, her eyes rolled up, she was at a place of no return, her hips thrusted against his fingers, trying to match what he was doing, the build-up volume inside was more than ready to be released...

"Cum then, slut, cum for me, my slut", Khurram grunted and increased the curling and pushing pace inside her married pussy.

"Khurrraaaamjeeee", she hissed, her hips lifted up and down, thrusted back and forth, she was forcing her cunt to coax and spill out what it held. She whimpered, like a real bitch in heat. 

Her hips jerked as he sucked her clit again, harder this time, and her thighs clamped down on either side of his head. She couldn't stop anymore. Only thought in her head was how good it felt. Pain was there, but it was overridden by her desire.

"Give it to me, you slut. I want to see you let go. I want to taste every drop of nasty cum you have kept inside till now. I want you to remember...that no one will ever...can make you feel this good" 

"Ooooooooh....hmmmm....oooh", she cried and whined. Her fingers dug deep into his round and balded head digging her nails over his scalp. Her body was coiled, every limb steady, in place and wobbling. She felt the nasty pain building, not just between her legs, but inside her head, right at the beginning point of her spinal cord, spreading it's fire through her cheating cunt.

Khurram felt it clearly. He flattened his tongue and flicked faster, ready to deliver the biggest orgasm of her life.

A final flick!

A final curl, and pull...with a final push!

That did it!

"Oh-Gaaaaaaaawd-ooh-mmmm", she screeched with all her voice..."Daaa'me!!", she heard her real Japanese voice crying inside her head along with her bone-shattering scream that came out of her lungs.

Along with that screech, Tanvi's entire body arched forward, in an obtuse angle, curved from head to toe, with her entire body spasming over Khurram's hands and her pussy plastered onto the old man's face. If there was anyone outside, in the open area, would've heard her, seen her. Her eyes went black. Her thighs clamped around Khurram's thick head, trapping his face, as her hips bucked uncontrollably. Her hands slid from the window-glass to clutch his head, like she was about to fall any moment.

"Spuuurrrt...splllaatterr....splluurrtt", her cunt lips contorted and expanded over his fingers as it released the broth inside it.

"Mmmmmm", Tanvi whined, totally incoherent, muffling it by biting her bicep. She couldn't believe what was happening to her pussy. Before she could chastise herself, without leaving another moment for her to breathe, Khurram sucked on her quavering clit, making her buck against his face.

"Mmmmmmm", she grunted, with one of her hands moving down to clutch the old man's bald head in place. She looked outside, and a ray of relief passed when she realized there was no one outside, still... yet, a part of her wanted to be caught.

Khurram never stopped. He kept working inside her cunt, riding out every pulse, licking and sucking her through the waves until her body sagged limp in the chair. Her legs twitched with aftershocks, her breath stuttered out of her lungs in shallow pants. Her head lolled to the side, hair stuck to her damp forehead.

Her squirts weren't much, but it was heavy, and more than enough to make Khurram feel better. He was delivering the punishment that she deserved. Her slightly gooey liquid fell onto his lap and smothered the recliner. Once he noticed that there wasn't any cum left in her, he looked up at her.

Tanvi, realizing the end of her ordeal, opened her eyes and with her head hung down, she met the loathsome old man looking straight into her green eyes. Her face reddened with utter shame from the realizing what she did to herself. 

She opened her mouth to say something, and gasped instead. 

Khurram moved her again like she had no weight, lifting her by holding her legs from below, in a swift move, he held her through her underthighs, and turned her again, back to recliner, placing her horizontally, her head crushed against it's backrest, and back rested on the large seating, with her legs at ninety degree, wide spread, and ankles resting on his two shoulders.

Once again, she was in upward-sploot position.

Legs wide-spread.

Obscene to core.

Blinking her eyes to remove the foggy tears, Tanvi looked up.

An immediate cry came out of her.

"No...NOOO...KHURRAMJII...NOO...I DON'T WANT THIS...NOOO", Tanvi tried to use her hands and push herself up, and failed, she fell back on the seat where she was held.

Khurram held his cock, hardened to diamond, in all it's rock-structure, pointed at her pussy.

Nothing to protect her.

No one to protect her.

The smug look on Khurram's face sent her into a fright mode with tremors of jolts with fear. But she failed to notice his eyes, what it read, what he was telling her silently,  because her body, her pussy, her entire nerve system was still trying to recover from what she released a few seconds earlier.

Her arms shook when she tried to sit up straight in the recliner, trying to bring her legs together from where he held.

It was a futile attempt. She couldn't find enough energy left in her body to fight back.

"What...what are you doing...NOO!", she looked down where their joints were about to combine. His oversized cock, stood perpendicular in direct-line to her spread pussy, her wet and soaked pussy that was still reeling from it's punishing ordeal.

A look at him, into his eyes.

That was all it took for Tanvi to realize what was about to happen next. She recoiled and tried to push up, again she failed.

Khurram had her pinned.

Holding her exactly where he wanted her.

"If you tell me right now to whom you spread these hot legs, I will stop", he growled as his chin and face glimmered with her fluids.

"I...didn't...please...understand...we already did many bad things...I don't want this...you are banging meee", she screeched with tears falling out.

"Liar!", with a grunt, Khurram thrust his hips forward. The bulbous and blood engorged and dark-brownish purple of his penis-head hit her drenched pussy, hitting straight at it's mark...his penis-slit went and smashed against her clenched woman-hole.

Tanvi jolted up when her vaginal petals felt the shove from the slick and girthy end of his rod, covering her slit completely...ready to split any moment. 

Her life as a dutiful wife...a mother...to be forgotten any moment...

"Khurramji...please...please...I beg you...I will do anything for you...but, please stop...I already did everything you wanted...this is not what you said...I don't...I don't want this...please, Khurramji", she cried her heart out...but for some reason, her legs widened a little...it was slight movement, but both of them noticed it.

She wanted it!

But she couldn't admit it loudly!

[masti.bhai]

Finest erotica

[Aavesh9]

Finest erotica

Was about to log-off...

Absolute finest...can't get enough of this...I will be up with next shortly Sir!

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-69:


Khurram had her pinned.
 
Holding her exactly where he wanted her.
 
"If you tell me right now to whom you spread these hot legs, I will stop", he growled as his chin and face glimmered with her fluids.
 
"I...didn't...please...understand...we already did many bad things...I don't want this...you are tearing meee", she screeched with tears falling out.
 
"Liar!", with a grunt, Khurram thrust his hips forward. The bulbous and blood engorged and dark-brownish purple of his penis-head hit her drenched pussy, hitting straight at it's mark...his penis-slit went and smashed against her clenched woman-hole.
 
Tanvi jolted up when her vaginal petals felt the shove from the slick and girthy end of his rod, covering her slit completely...ready to split any moment. 
 
Her life as a dutiful wife...a mother...to be forgotten any moment...
 
"Khurramji...please...please...I beg you...I will do anything for you...but, please stop...I already did everything you wanted...this is not what you said...I don't...I don't want this...please, Khurramji", she cried her heart out...but for some reason, her legs widened a little...it was slight movement, but both of them noticed it.
 
She wanted it!
 
But she couldn't admit it loudly!
 
 
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"Fucking bitch, you did me everything? You will know what it means 'everything' now, bloody slut. Your filthy pussy is asking for it...look", Khurram was angry beyond words and he nodded her to look down.
 
Tanvi blinked first, then her expression changed into horror. Not scared, pure horror...of looking at her reality!
 
Her vaginal lips had expanded and was about to cover over his penis girth...with a clear vision, she saw her glistening and cleaned pussy lips spread over his cock-head, half of it's tip was not visible…it was partially...inside her!!!

Unknown to her conscious mind, her body succumbed to it's need to take upperhand and controlled her completely, making her pussy to grapple over the one thing that it knew would provide what it was desperate for, all her life waiting for that inevitable moment.
 
Khurram grinned with an evil twist on his lips at her with a knowing look. 
 
"You want this, yes? It's not me who's banging you, slut...if you still haven't registered it yet, it is you...YOU...it is the whore in your cunt that is banging yourself", he barked at her, but she wasn't paying attention to him. 

Her focus was elsewhere. Her eyes were glued to their co-jointed area.

A moment passed, Khurram saw her face changing it's expression with remorse, anger and unwillingness returning back. 

"Please, Khurramji, whatever you said is right, but please, don't do this...I will give you everything that you ask for the rest of my life, I will be yours...please don't do this...please", she pleaded with all her innocence. Her sweat covered breasts heaved up and down, giving him the view of a woman who just wanted to get fucked...

"You asked for this, woman", with that statement, Khurram made a hard shove, straight, his angle in perfect line to her drenched and inviting pussy.

“You can’t...you shouldn't...”, Tanvi tried to argue, feeling utterly helpless in his powerful clutch...or rather her pussy's clutch on him. The forbidden friction between their genitals felt so wickedly pleasuring her silently, and her body craved more.

“Can’t what? Do this?” He thrust his hips ever so slightly forward and his thick head prodded against her tight entrance, threatening to break the final seal.

“NO!”, Tanvi shouted at Khurram but her mind was racing with scared yelps. "Is it really about to happen? Would this huge thing stretch me open?", those very thoughts had bombarded her mind for some time already since the ordeal started, and she realized it was on the brink of becoming a reality. 

With a sudden change of pace, Khurram's large hands snaked up her chest, travelling through her abdomen first, making her shiver, and closed over her two breast mounds. 

“Mmm”, she was shocked at her half-moan, half-protest against the devilishly blissful comfort that his meaty palms provided her breasts. Feeling even more powerless than she already was, she writhed against him, unable to move but just enough one jerk that made his cock slip away from where her cunt lips held to slide down...a little bit...few centimetres along her smothered pussy-slit. But his pressure remained the same.
 
“You are going to feel amazing in a second. Just give in. Let me have this", he whispered leaning closer to her face, his wrists slowly massaging her soft breast meat, his tone menacing and appealing.
 
Tanvi whimpered with muffled mewls of repeating 'NO'. But she knew that she was about to be devoured by his python any moment. She was completely at his mercy and her body shook with tremors. Once that realization hit, she would not be able to do anything to stop him. In return to that thought, another shiver ran down her spine. It was something she’d never experienced, despite everything depraved activity she did so far, she never allowed another man to enter her married womanhood. Her flaming red nipples hardened with every passing second. 
 
Her yellowish fair feet dangled at both sides, her gloriously naked skin propelled every ounce of lust that she held inside her...ready...
 
Khurram thrusted his hips mildly against her soft petals. Due to it's smothered wetness, her clamped hole began to stretch against the mammoth-sized penis-head. He looked with increased lust as her vaginal lips started spreading over the engorged circumference of his cock-head. 
 
Tanvi wasn't prepared for it...at all. Despite everything that the vile old man did so far, and even after she mentally recognized the inevitable happening, her face contorted with pain, shame, surrender. 
 
The only pacifying thought she had at that moment was, at least she wasn't the one pushing things further, and thus should not be the one responsible for this downfall. 
 
Her brain knew the logic was deeply flawed, but her body was completely flooded with desire and her mind was not capable of thinking straight. She could feel his fat, monolith head sinking further into her...one centimetre after other...painfully slow...every ounce of his thickness was pronounced and recognized by her brain, and her sinful cunt oozed with lubrication to prepare for the digit that was entering her once protected, married hole.
 
Khurram kept watching her face, her angelic green eyes were clamped shut, her full lips bitten hard to contain the emotions and pain, and her body trembled under him. He tried to soothe her by massaging her breasts inside his hands, carefully avoiding any pressure on her hardened nipples, avoiding it deliberately. 
 
He gave a mild push.
 
A desperate cry came out of Tanvi!
 
Khurram's mushroom tip finally crossed the threshold, and it's head, the monstrous round size, got suddenly buried inside her, it's full girth. Her taut walls enclosed over the intruding shaft...closing on it...gripping it inside...as if her pussy wanted to take more of it...
 
The burn!
 
The pain of her penetration!
 
He was finally rooted inside of her!
 
The shame of her utmost debauchery!
 
Tanvi felt like nothing she had ever experienced till that moment. She braced her hands on the soft armrests for what would come next. Instead of further penetrating though, Khurram went into a different direction, slowly pulling out of her clinging red swollen cunt lips.
 
He groaned quietly to her ear before pushing into her again, taking care to move as slowly as possible to allow her pussy it's own time needed to warm up to his girth. Her warm, gripping cunt felt even tighter than he imagined how it would, and he was determined to enjoy every single second of him breaching her defenses.
 
The feeling from her sensitive cunt walls clamping over his penis-crown was something beyond that he felt with any women that he defiled, and the fact that he was hardly even successful to penetrate his cock-head made him feel more empowered. 
 
Khurram fought the urge to drill into her further, but kept his pace managed with all the control he could muster.
 
Tanvi's entire body was on fire, as if she was burning all over. Sweat came out from every pore.
 
Khurram's careful movements started to break her willpower one by one. Her brain worried more about the need of her pussy driving to get his fat cock fill more of her became unbearable, and without registering it, Tanvi's hips began a rhythmic and involuntarily bucking back at him...towards his crown that was half-pulled out, half inside. He held her in place with unyielding force. Her weak attempts to capture more of him only resulted in a dull feeling of shame inside her head as her lust drowned out the last bit of reluctance she had left in her.
 
Tanvi and Khurram felt the layer of sweat forming and growing all over their bodies as the primal heat generated from their engorged and pulsing genitals became extremely suffocating to both.
 
Khurram maintained the pressure of his cock-head to slip inside her pussy once again. He gasped when felt her cunt lips closing over his girth one more time. This time, it was smoother than the first time, her lubricated walls stretched and screamed at him to stop...but he didn't!
 
The sharp pain from the intrusion made her whimper with a moaning protest, but the pleasure of being split-open overwhelmed her rationale. Her juices coated his shaft head. Khurram made a slow, an excruciatingly slow pull, till the edge of his tip stayed inside her spread cunt lips, her liquid was coated over it. The exposed portion of his cock-head gleaming with her dirty froth. 
 
Khurram thought for a moment about the transformation that Tanvi underwent.
 
Few minutes earlier, she was fighting, begging to stop, and now, the tables turned, being the slut she was, her struggles morphed into a sort of unspoken willingness...to be taken...asking him silently with her moans to give it to her!
 
“Ready for more, bitch?", his voice was menacing this time.
 
Tanvi shuddered at his curse words spat on her, and in reflex, both her hands flew up from the recliner armrests to clutch Khurram's chest. Her hands seemed tiny over his vast upper body. To Khurram, it felt like she was giving him a silent opportunity, an offering...to take her!
 
His hands moved away from her breasts.
 
She was ready. 
 
He knew it was his turn.
 
“Nnggh...nnnoo...mmm…”, Tanvi couldn’t take it anymore. The rational part of her brain reaffirmed how wrong it was to allow a man other than her husband to take her chastity, but the other side...the devious other part of her brain wouldn't stop the images of how much she was going to enjoy the carnal pleasure of the prohibited and suppressed cravings. 
 
At that very moment, when Tanvi held the old man's chest to stop, there was nothing else that mattered...her pussy came to terms with reality. She was well aware of this fact, no matter what she did, what she offered, how much she begged, the wretched old man was hellbound to take what he wanted, with or without her acceptance. Her body shuddered again, and as her eyes closed with resignation, it brought the image of the monstrosity that was about to fill her up.
 
He stayed still, just a moment, allowing her some more time, to ensure she was breathing a bit, and with a loud groan, he pushed his hips forward.
 
"Aaaah...ooooouuuu...mmmm", a shriek, a primal screech, came out from Tanvi's gasping mouth as her feet and toes contorted, her long fingers clenched, her hands pushed back on his chest...hard...to stop...but her cunt got what it was wanted...what it was waiting for...all this while...
 
Tanvi gulped for air, to breath and lessen the suffocation...and pain. 
 
The unbearable pain...the intensity of the burn inside her hole...
 
The thickness, his girth, his length, and the heat of his cock, all of it were unyielding. With that powerful shove, Khurram was able to lodge half of him through her vaginal folds. Her cunt rebelled, and convulsed as it had zero option that covering his giant cock inside it's soft and lathered hole. The spasms that her pussy produced turned into thrilling spikes through his spine. When he looked down, he saw her eyes clamped, with watery tears spilling out slowly, gasping, choking and trying to contain the intrusion inside her most sensitive body part.
 
She coughed, trying hard to catch her breath, using all her force over his chest to push him away, to stop the most pleasurable heat that was inside her, despite her unwillingness to cooperate.
 
Khurram, using his right hand, cupped her chin, making her open her green eyes. It was slow and took deliberate effort for her to focus and look up to meet his gaze. “It’s okay,” he said, in a whisper, warm, not angry, making her melt into his eyes, for a few seconds.
 
Before she could protest, he eased down on her chest, nestling his balded head between the soft and marvellous swell of her breasts. 
 
On instinct, her hands flew away from his chest and held over his head, pulling him closer, as if she was solacing him to sleep over her chest, that hold helped her a bit to brush away the pain she felt inside her violated woman-hole.
 
They lay pressed and compressed to each other, for a few blissful moments. His sweaty bald head held inside her soft palms, with his face firmly placed against the soft cushioning of her cleavage valley.
 
The comforting seconds didn’t last.
 
Tanvi crooned with protest when Khurram lifted his hips back, it was slow, but he pulled. Her tight cunt-lock on his girth made it impossible for her to suppress her painful cries.
 
Khurram slid his face to the left and caught her right breast, not hard, not making her nervous, to slowly pull towards his open mouth. Just like how he gulped and sucked her breasts a few days earlier in her kitchen, he parted his large mouth as wide as he could, and engulfed her entire breast inside his hollow mouth. At the same time, he used his right hand to dive under her upper back, and hooked her shoulder blades to squeeze her against him...hard...into a suffocating embrace of lust.
 
Tanvi failed to breathe. 
 
She forgot everything around her.
 
The pleasure she felt was so enormous that she pulled at his bald head as much as she could, making him suffocate on her left breast. Without failing to notice, Khurram slurped her breast, initially twirling his tongue in circles, all around her soft meat and then circling over her areola, and finally holding her nipple with his teeth and flicked her nubbins...not paced...but with deliberate slow flicks on her raspberry nubbin. 
 
Tanvi couldn't contain that painful but heavenly pleasure, and it came out as muffled whimpers. If his moves on her nipple were slow, his hips moved at an extremely slow pace. He made hardly any thrusts, his girth began it's movement, slower than a snail's pace, but he ensured her body to sync his movements. Each time he flicked and sucked her nipple and breast-meat, he would push his cock into her, with punishingly slow thrust.
 
She tried to ignore the increasing pace of his jabs at her torn pussy. The pain remained, it was subsiding yes, but slow as it rose up each time he pulled and pushed into her. It was comforting her that her cheating pussy was getting wetter with every mild bounce he placed inside it's smothered hole. But again, along with it, her breath strained, each flick on her nipple combined with mild thrust of his hips, slowly made her push her groin back at him, squeezing his shaft tighter. She gasped, panted and heaved on every inhale and exhale. 
 
Then Khurram changed to her right side, gulping her left breast inside his mouth. Through a corner of her slightly open eyes, Tanvi looked at the breast that he left free, and a heavy moan left her. Her entire right side of her chest glimmered with his saliva.
 
Then she felt it...that very sensation of her body starting to accept the old man.
 
Between the smooth moves that Khurram made with his mouth and tongue, he was pushing his cock into her with increased thrusts. Each of his jabs made her feel his thick crown to penetrate further inside...expanding...exploring...widening her hole...it's fat and spherical head hit against her last stop-point. Creating jolts of pain...along with an unknown pleasure that was completely new to the young mother, making her shudder each time he thrusted. Her face flushed with reprobation, and wondered for a moment why the filthy old man wasn't kissing her, as it would give her some comfort. The very thought of them kissing made her face red, and shame, but it came out of her as a deep groan.
 
"Aaaarggghh...mmmm", Tanvi whimpered but it also came out as another gluttral cry. The reason was none other...she came...despite all her unwillingness and meek acceptance, her pussy betrayed her. The flow from her pussy was stopped by his girth, but the pleasure wasn't. Her vaginal walls clamped tight over his cock that was half-way inside along with her upturned ankles contorting to hold Khurram's neck into a vicious grip. Her feet swayed without any balance in mid-air along with her beautifully crafted toes curling and uncurling to contain that evil pleasure, trying it's best to stop her pussy from overtaking the last bit of defiance she held in her heart.
 
Khurram held her tight, his sucking on her breasts were not slow as earlier. It had turned into a ferocity oscillating between both her nipples, munching, chewing, churning, twisting with his lips and tongue.
 
Tanvi saw her upturned yellow heels wobbling in sync with her vaginal secretions. The view seemed surreal. Her fair, hairless legs and her yellowish orange soles wobbling feet against the dark brown giant, an extreme contradiction of skin-tones. A vision of her anatomical difference with the one that trapped her underneath made her cunt spew more of what it contained inside. She  struggled to catch her breath. 
 
Her face was flushed, not just from exertion,  embarrassment visible all over her, mixed with disgust and a trace of anger...at her body's betrayal. But the fact that her remained glued at their groins remained, to her utter disbelief, Khurram's penis was inside her, more than half of it's length...her shock turned into horror finding it hard to believe that such a large thing was inside her...to an unbelievable length..."so much more", an inhuman voice within her head made her shudder, once again.
 
Khurram gave her more than a minute to rewind and refocus. Once he saw her breaths becoming softer, he released her from his grip. When she felt the comforting size of his body getting away from her clutches, Tanvi opened her eyes, with an unspoken question...
 
"You ready to tell me now, bitch?",
 
"Huh, noo...no Khurramji...I didn’t...I didn’t...you know I didn't", her tears came out, once again as she gasped for breath.
 
"Alright, if you are so adamant, then I think it's time for you to show your real color"
 
Tanvi looked up at him, still her ankles spread on his two shoulders.
 
"Let's see how you enjoy the outdoors...you love it, don't you, slut?", he grunted and using his large arms, he moved through her sides, and caught her shoulders from both sides.
 
With a loud grunt, he stood up, on his legs, to his full height.
 
She was completely unprepared for it.
 
She hardly even thought of such a possibility. 
 
The air inside her chest left her into a vacuum of shock, surprise and shame of absolute vulnerability...total helplessness took over her sanity...
 
Tanvi was hoisted up by Khurram in mid-air.
 
Her body was folded into two.
 
The contortion of her lithe body was an impossible one even to her wildest imagination to be a reality...yet, it was.
 
She hung plastered against the sweaty, naked brown giant of a man who seemed hardly even bothered about her weight.
 
She was suspended against him with the only thing that she detected...his penis was buried inside her hole and the pain a blissful yet criminal reminder of her violated chastity.
 
His arms held at her shoulders, and that angle forced her ass-cheeks to spread wide...wider than ever...her pussy spread further to it's widest...her asshole expanded and gaped obscenely below her...every muscle in her body screamed with pain...only because she being an athlete, she didn't had muscle spasms...the rest of her limbs...both the animals in heat stood compressed against each other. 
 
Now, as he stood, her absolute naked back was shown to the world, whoever might be looking at her apartment.
 
With a muffle of protest, her head hit on his neck with absolute shame and embarrassment. She realized that during those moments, her pussy had slipped a bit more onto the wretched old man's penis, taking it's girth a bit more inside her.
 
The pain blinded her.
 
The pleasure suffocated her.
 
The burn inside her pussy never left, instead it's intensity multiplied hundred fold.
 
She didn't realize it, till she heard the sound of her house-grille being opened.
 
"WHAT! NOO...NO! KHURRAMJII...NOO!!!", Tanvi used all her might to jump free from his clasp. 
 
She recoiled when she realized what he was about to do.
 
He was taking her outside her home!
 
She was peeled-raw and naked!
 
The couple was folded into a primitive dancing embrace!
 
They were on the small veranda outside her home, the same place where she sucked Dattu in his sleep, at the very same place where Sanjoth and Safiya had sex. Between her struggle, she realized with a relief that the corridor was dark, the light came out from her slightly open door, the rest, silent and still, no one around.
 
And the worse, she was still hung in mid-air, balanced by the vile old man, grinning from ear to ear at her misery, and adding the fact that, her cunt sank another inch down on his wretchedly thick cock, making her wince with pain, and shudder with pleasure.
 
She was exposed to the core.
 
Now, without any remote chance of help.
 
Absolutely exposed to her entirety, in all it's vulgarity, to whole world to see her having sex, being fucked, or rather she fucking another man other than her husband.
 
"Khurramji, pleeease, I beg you...you took my everything, I beg you to stop, I will do anything but take me from here, pleeeeese", she cried and tears smothered his neck.
 
"Well, you like being on display, don't you, slut? You like this...I can feel your damn cunt, bitch, you are not asking to take you away, you are begging to be fucked, like this, outside, for everyone to see you, fucking me...a man who is not your husband...you want to show everyone how much of a slut you really are, don't you, bitch?", he growled back as he pulled her up a bit, and brought her down in one swift motion of his arms.
 
His curses didn't go inside her head.
 
Tanvi shuddered as her cunt loosened a bit and then tightened over his girth, again. Deep inside she knew that he was telling the truth. Her carnally depraved subconscious literally made her cunt clench and unclench on his shaft, making it a fact...an unspoken fact of truth.
 
"Bitch", Khurram grunted between his teeth and walked a bit forward and slowly sat on the steps that went upto his apartment. 
 
With tears smoking her eyes, Tanvi looked sideways, the steps that went down to the parking lot, where the Auto brought her kids daily, where Dattu brought milk everyday, and then behind her, another set of steps descended to the mini-jungle, to the running trail that she ran everyday, opening to the very same area where a turn sideways opened to Mehta's apartment.
 
Tanvi shivered with humiliated embarrassment and helpless pleasure when she felt her feet touching the steps as Khurram sat on his ass. The cold cement at her feet sent her into another set of shudders.
 
"Move it, slut. If you are good enough, then I will take you inside. Otherwise, anyone...listen to me properly, anyone walking in will hear you and catch you fucking me. I have nothing to lose, if you feel the same, then be here. If you want me to take you inside, fuck me as I like...you know me well", he kept holding her legs through her under-thighs with his two large palms spreading her ass-cheeks, wide, to a point that she felt he was about to split her into two.
 
She was fully aware a while ago about her trapped situation. There was nothing or no one to turn to for help.
 
Using her last bit of energy, Tanvi pushed down on her feet, and lifted herself up...sliding herself up from where she was firmly placed on Khurram's lap. Her throat went dry and before her throat could release the painful whimper, she felt herself sitting back, gliding down, on his slippery thing, it was her own body-weight that forced her actions.
 
"Arrrggh, YESS", Khurram grunted loudly as he held her ass spread and wide, as much as he could to ensure the motion of her body helped him to penetrate more of her.
 
Tanvi couldn’t help anything. She knew it was a lost case. Though she reeled with the exposure, she didn't want to get caught. Without prompting, she caught his face into a tight grip, and slanting her head to side, opened her mouth wide, and clamped it on his slightly spread lips...into a kiss...a carnal...a viciously animal kiss.
 
Khurram, though expected it to happen, didn't think that the young mother would cave in so quickly. He returned her kiss, with equal vigor. He, himself was shocked that Tanvi didn't sprang away from him when he took her outside. It was a test, and she surpassed all his guesses. From what he gathered so far, he had seen the mobile photo of a fair bodied woman running naked in the Complex a few months earlier and guessed it to be Tanvi. When he made her strip at the gym to take some liberties, he guessed the naked streak that she held, but never in his wildest dream did he thought she would turn into a wild-cat by witnessing how she kissed him. 
 
The odd couple were literally in heat.
 
Tanvi couldn’t stop pulling her long and lizard-like tongue out from Khurram's mouth as he pulled and pushed her to bounce on his shaft. It was slow, but the effect was there. Her feet helped to make every bounce count. Each time she dropped down, her cunt tried to take more of his length inside her. 
 
Despite all her tries, she couldn't stop her body, her pussy from stopping to respond...
 
Tanvi grunted into the old man's mouth with added frustration of disappointment. Swearing silently between their combined moans and whines, Tanvi fumbled her body over his froth coated shaft and the way it was pointed straight and angled directly into her hole made her suffocate and unable to breathe properly. She clamped her legs around Khurram's naked waistline, adding more friction, creating more stress, and finally she felt that she was answering the wild call of her sinning pussy.
 
Suddenly, Tanvi pulled away from the kiss. Her bounces ceased into nothingness.
 
Khurram looked at her with a silent question and saw her lips twitching.
 
"Take me from here", a straight request...her bottom lip was bitten. 
 
"Kiss me again", Khurram growled back.
 
Tanvi didn’t wait for a second. Her lips crushed against his large lips, slobbering him once again. 
 
She crooned at the old man, when she felt him lifting her one more time, turning back, he took the next steps...forward...upstairs...
 
She trembled as goosebumps filled her entire body...with anticipation...he was taking her to his home...to his bedroom...to fulfill what she wanted...
 
A distressed whimper of contentment came out of her throat when she heard the voice in her head hollering her pussy's glee by knowing that the bulge she set her eyes the moment she saw underneath the newspaper...the very day she stole a glance on his mammoth manhood...she was going to get it...
 
She thought that cold lizards were creeping from both of her splayed feet that hung at both sides of the brawny old man's hips with every step he took upward...to her destination...
 
It was just like her subconscious imagined and lusted for...without her heart's acknowledgement...

At last!

[29e5o.a7.9.]

Hi everyone this is the very best story on this borad!

This is very bery beautiful and erotic story. Mods pls approve and let me post images relatad to story.

Pls allow me to post images it will be morphed.

[Nobita]

Very nice update.....finally she is going to have a great sex

[Teebone1985]

I remember reading the a wife predicament as it was being written by YLTS, at one point I even wrote hell is there anyone even reading this master piece because apart from me there was no one commenting on how detailed the sex was in the story, i have been a big fan of reading stories for around 15 years now and have read and admired many classics some of them which i still keep going back to, but none of them as good as they were came close to the detailing of sex in A wife's predicament.

Then when i heard that YLTS has passed away I was definitely saddened by the news but now reading these last few updates I feel his sprint has lived, I am not sure who or how these updates came to be but I my respect to the source and I hope to see these coming for a long time.

Would love to even read a wife predicament - continuation of Keerthi exploitation and her world of debauchery and of-course how could I forget The clandestine operation, if anyone has the clandestine operation story please do post it as it was a epic, it was left incomplete but was a epic by YLTS. I tried searching the net for it but could not find it.

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-70:



Khurram looked at her with a silent question and saw her lips twitching.
 
"Take me from here", a straight request...her bottom lip was bitten. 
 
"Kiss me again", Khurram growled back.
 
Tanvi didn’t wait for a second. Her lips crushed against his large lips, slobbering him once again. 
 
She crooned at the old man, when she felt him lifting her one more time, turning back, he took the next steps...forward...upstairs...
 
She trembled as goosebumps filled her entire body...with anticipation...he was taking her to his home...to his bedroom...to fulfill what she wanted...
 
A distressed whimper of contentment came out of her throat when she heard the voice in her head hollering her pussy's glee by knowing that the bulge she set her eyes the moment she saw underneath the newspaper...the very day she stole a glance on his mammoth manhood...she was going to get it...
 
She thought that cold lizards were creeping from both of her splayed feet that hung at both sides of the brawny old man's hips with every step he took upward...to her destination...
 
It was just like her subconscious imagined and lusted for...without her heart's acknowledgement...

At last!

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They were on the small veranda outside her home, the same place where she sucked Dattu in his sleep, at the very same place where Sanjoth and Safiya had sex. Between her struggle, she realized with a relief that the corridor was dark, the light came out from her slightly open door, the rest, silent and still, no one around.
 
And the worse, she was still hung in mid-air, balanced by the vile old man, grinning from ear to ear at her misery, and adding the fact that, her cunt sank another inch down on his wretchedly thick cock, making her wince with pain, and shudder with pleasure.
 
She was exposed to the core.
 
Now, without any remote chance of help.
 
Absolutely exposed to her entirety, in all it's vulgarity, to whole world to see her having sex, being fucked, or rather she fucking another man other than her husband.
 
"Khurramji, pleeease, I beg you...you took my everything, I beg you to stop, I will do anything but take me from here, pleeeeese", she cried and tears smothered his neck.
 
"Well, you like being on display, don't you, slut? You like this...I can feel your damn cunt, bitch, you are not asking to take you away, you are begging to be fucked, like this, outside, for everyone to see you, fucking me...a man who is not your husband...you want to show everyone how much of a slut you really are, don't you, bitch?", he growled back as he pulled her up a bit, and brought her down in one swift motion of his arms.
 
His curses didn't go inside her head.
 
Tanvi shuddered as her cunt loosened a bit and then tightened over his girth, again. Deep inside she knew that he was telling the truth. Her carnally depraved subconscious literally made her cunt clench and unclench on his shaft, making it a fact...an unspoken fact of truth.
 
"Bitch", Khurram grunted between his teeth and walked a bit forward and slowly sat on the steps that went upto his apartment. 
 
With tears smoking her eyes, Tanvi looked sideways, the steps that went down to the parking lot, where the Auto brought her kids daily, where Dattu brought milk everyday, and then behind her, another set of steps descended to the mini-jungle, to the running trail that she ran everyday, opening to the very same area where a turn sideways opened to Mehta's apartment.
 
Tanvi shivered with humiliated embarrassment and helpless pleasure when she felt her feet touching the steps as Khurram sat on his ass. The cold cement at her feet sent her into another set of shudders.
 
"Move it, slut. If you are good enough, then I will take you inside. Otherwise, anyone...listen to me properly, anyone walking in will hear you and catch you fucking me. I have nothing to lose, if you feel the same, then be here. If you want me to take you inside, fuck me as I like...you know me well", he kept holding her legs through her under-thighs with his two large palms spreading her ass-cheeks, wide, to a point that she felt he was about to split her into two.
 
She was fully aware a while ago about her trapped situation. There was nothing or no one to turn to for help.
 
Using her last bit of energy, Tanvi pushed down on her feet, and lifted herself up...sliding herself up from where she was firmly placed on Khurram's lap. Her throat went dry and before her throat could release the painful whimper, she felt herself sitting back, gliding down, on his slippery thing, it was her own body-weight that forced her actions.
 
"Arrrggh, YESS", Khurram grunted loudly as he held her ass spread and wide, as much as he could to ensure the motion of her body helped him to penetrate more of her.
 
Tanvi couldn’t help anything. She knew it was a lost case. Though she reeled with the exposure, she didn't want to get caught. Without prompting, she caught his face into a tight grip, and slanting her head to side, opened her mouth wide, and clamped it on his slightly spread lips...into a kiss...a carnal...a viciously animal kiss.
 
Khurram, though expected it to happen, didn't think that the young mother would cave in so quickly. He returned her kiss, with equal vigor. He, himself was shocked that Tanvi didn't sprang away from him when he took her outside. It was a test, and she surpassed all his guesses. From what he gathered so far, he had seen the mobile photo of a fair bodied woman running naked in the Complex a few months earlier and guessed it to be Tanvi. When he made her strip at the gym to take some liberties, he guessed the naked streak that she held, but never in his wildest dream did he thought she would turn into a wild-cat by witnessing how she kissed him. 
 
The odd couple were literally in heat.
 
Tanvi couldn’t stop pulling her long and lizard-like tongue out from Khurram's mouth as he pulled and pushed her to bounce on his shaft. It was slow, but the effect was there. Her feet helped to make every bounce count. Each time she dropped down, her cunt tried to take more of his length inside her. 
 
Despite all her tries, she couldn't stop her body, her pussy from stopping to respond...
 
Tanvi grunted into the old man's mouth with added frustration of disappointment. Swearing silently between their combined moans and whines, Tanvi fumbled her body over his froth coated shaft and the way it was pointed straight and angled directly into her hole made her suffocate and unable to breathe properly. She clamped her legs around Khurram's naked waistline, adding more friction, creating more stress, and finally she felt that she was answering the wild call of her sinning pussy.
 
Suddenly, Tanvi pulled away from the kiss. Her bounces ceased into nothingness.
 
Khurram looked at her with a silent question and saw her lips twitching.
 
"Take me from here", a straight request...her bottom lip was bitten. 
 
"Kiss me again", Khurram growled back.
 
Tanvi didn’t wait for a second. Her lips crushed against his large lips, slobbering him once again. 
 
She crooned at the old man, when she felt him lifting her one more time, turning back, he took the next steps...forward...upstairs...she trembled as goosebumps filled her entire body...with anticipation...he was taking her to his home...to his bedroom...to fulfill what she wanted...what her cunt called in since the moment she set her eyes on his bulge...underneath the newspaper...the day she stole a glance on his mammoth manhood...she was going to get it...just as her subconscious imagined without her heart's acknowledgement...at last!
 
 
 
 
 
 
Khurram took extremely calculated steps upwards carrying the one woman balanced to his hips with her pussy tied to his cock. He looked into the dreamy  green eyes that were hardly open to take another image of the female who defied him all through but now, was tied to his cock. Her grudge and hostility long disappeared and replaced by the very same emotion that reflected from his face...animal lust...her long tongue that danced inside his mouth was the very oath of testimony about her lost sex-battle.
 
He was deliberate to ensure his slow pace so that to avoid pulling her away from her reverie. Khurram opened the main door, without breaking their kiss, he walked into his bedroom where the dark walls gave the aura of unlimited sex that awaited...for the young mother.
 
Despite her eyes half-closed, Tavni shuddered as if the dark bedroom gave her cold blisters all over...but, somewhere deep inside her pussy, a space screeched it's desperate hunger to be tainted and soiled to completeness by the old man...
 
Khurram leaned his upper body and placed her slowly over the dark mattress.
 
The very moment that Tanvi expected the old man to pounce on her, the exact opposite happened. She was bewildered, confused, lost and more than everything, gravely disappointed! "Why!! Why!!! Why NOOOTT???", she heard herself shouting at Khurram.
 
Khurram pulled his shaft out of her in a quick move leaving her confused and at the edge of crying. She whimpered when the large old man pulled her shoulders and placed her in a way till she was fully splayed and splooted over the large mattress. It made her upper body and torso balance on her folded elbows. Upper-half of her body was now half-sitting, allowing her to closely capture every move he made...or was about to make...on her young body...
 
Khurram looked like a wild predator to her scared eyes...as if he was about to pounce on her...his poor prey.
 
Tanvi heard him grunting as he lowered his weight onto the young wife, pinning her in place.
 
She mewled and whined softly and never realized her legs parting to offer his welcome.
 
“I wanted you here, Tanvi, just like how I imagined a thousand times, since the first day you walked into this house with that Banana Muffin of yours, I wanted you just like this, your legs spread for me, waiting and begging me to lick...and FUCK...you all over", Khurram whispered into her ear as he extended his tongue and rolled it's pointed edge up and down her neck. 
 
Tanvi couldn't say anything, and failed to find audible words. But her body responded, trying to swirl herself away from his grasp, overwhelmed by the erotic sensations from her leaking pussy. Despite that minor movement, she just remained how she was, on her elbows, sweaty and fair breasts heaving at his gaze, her deep red-colored nipples engorged to a bursting point of hardness.
 
Hearing what Khurram whispered into her ears brought those exact images inside her head immediately. She saw herself walking and entering Khurram's home for the first time carrying the Banana Muffins that she baked. The next image in her head made her groan...it was of the old man himself...shoving one of her Banana Muffins and ramming into her spread pussy...and the next moment...like a real wild animal, tearing eating  that muffin soaked and drenched with her pussy liquids like a man possessed...
 
Just by imagining that, Tanvi's eyes closed automatically below Khurram as her train of thoughts were questioning why the wretched old man did not do this to her on the first day itself..."Why Not?"...would she have said no...maybe yes....if that happened already then all this torture she was enduring would have ceased to exist and she would've already been the most disgraced wife walking on the earth already...her grunts turned into moans with all such thoughts.
 
She wanted to escape...She wanted to stay...Somehow her body started to revolt but with that action her legs spread further wide that was in direct conflict to what she felt...confused...baffled and convoluted at her emotional and physical duress. 
 
But, Khurram held her in place. And the only thing she managed to do was rubbing her pussy against his hardness that was now wedged between their bodies.
 
Khurram, using his long arms, slowly moved her hands up, and pinned to stretch both hands over her head, while his tongue licked down her shoulder blades and danced all around her ears, face, chin, cheek, nose, back on her neck. With the pace of a wild dog, his mouth found her breasts and she felt his grip on her hands becoming less and while she struggled to breath few gulps of air, she felt his large hands starting massaging each one of her breasts and simultaneously, with his mouth, Khurram flicked her nipples by catching those raspberry colored nubbins between his thick lips and tongue into hard squishes.
 
Tanvi's brain left the last brink of consciousness with the kind of physical pleasure the old man was delivering on her body and the only thing she could do was to continue grinding her wet hole against his cock. It was so close, but too far at the same time...Tanvi was miserably aching to scold him for not inserting this tool back inside her, she wanted to feel the filling girth of that inhuman penis piercing her dirty-hole once again. Instead her hands moved from both sides and slowly held the back of his bald head...her fingers trailed all over it's slick skin...with a dirty howl of pleasured moan....she watched him mauling and persecuting her nipples, again and again.
 
With the most beautiful set of breasts and reddened nipples he had ever seen, free to use and abuse as he wanted to, Khurram dived back to her soft mounds, taking one nipple at a time into his mouth, swirling it with his tongue, and moving to other, without stopping at her protesting and welcoming ones.
 
With seconds, her red colored nipples stood proud and thrusting towards his mouth with blood engorged hardness, as if her nipples were challenging him for a duel...Tanvi's chest shimmered with yellowish-golden luminescence as the outcoming of Khurram's slobbering saliva that he coated and covered her entire upper torso till neck.
 
“Aaarghmmm”, Tanvi groaned as Khurram's rough tongue scbangd over her soft areolas and then moved to the underside of her breasts and tickled her rib-cage that forced her eyes to close, almost losing herself with intoxicating pleasure.
 
Khurram took turns feasting sloppily over both of Tanvi's breasts...just like how he told her earlier...not leaving a single inch un-licked. He sucked, slavered and suckled until her both breasts, and sides were soaked with his saliva. With a satisfied grunt, he worked his way down to her navel. The moment he found her belly-button, he pointed his tongue and pushed. A loud groan along with a shudder made Tanvi jolt when she found a new pleasure point of her body being unlocked. He thrusted in and out of her tiny hole, soaking and smothering it and all around her waist.
 
Then he stopped.
 
Tanvi's eyes fluttered open and she pushed on her elbows up a bit to check why he stopped.
 
Khurram stopped to see her reaction, her face, to check if she had surrendered.
 
Tanvi couldn’t move even if she wanted to, and she didn't protest. With clear vision of Khurram's large head moving towards it's target, her shock knew no bounds but her legs automatically spread wider...wider...she clearly saw how her legs lifted up, spreading to both sides, in slow motion, allowing, silently permitting, as if she was completely drugged by the dirty old man...and the groan she heard in her half-sex-crazed state told her clearly that the wretched old man was about to tear away the last line of her life's defenses.
 
Yet, her legs spread wider in primal reflex to accept the wicked old man...once again...
 
Without breaking their eye-lock, Khurram lowered his head between her legs and started to lick her pussy lips. It was slow for first few licks, then his thick tongue started to move from the starting point of her asshole right to the end where her clit stood engorged, out of it's sensitive sheath, thrusted out from her wet pubic hair...his slurps stimulated every single nerve-ending of her pussy and clitoris. Every flick on it made her open and close her eyes with pleasure-filled muffled groans.
 
Tanvi whimpered with a half-raged tone at Khurram for his slow pace that he was exercising to lick circles around the inside walls of her pussy. She thrusted her hips up to aid him when he reached his left hand around her thigh and pressed his thumb to connect with her clit along with another few gentle rubs on it's slithery surface.
 
“Mmmm-ooh-hhhmmm”, Tanvi cried as her hips buckled with her thighs closing hard around his bald-head. "Sooo-good", a dirty voice inside her head screamed, making her face redden with shame.
 
She questioned herself on why she was giggling like a teenager but that giggle intensified her girlish muffles to grow to higher pitch.
 
“Oooh...mmmm”, Tanvi whimpered, with both her hands still holding Khurram's head, bucked her hips up and down on his dark mattress to match Khurram's pace of lapping her pussy. 
 
His face dropped further down and his tongue pushed forward to enter the young mother's soaked and smothered pussy...driving onto her married-hole...ramming straight into it. Khurram's tongue went and thrusted deeper in Tanvi's pussy-hole. Each time he made that shove, she jerked at the intrusion with a sharp cry, and when he retracted his tongue she mewled with disappointed grunt in feedback. Listening to his young slut's whining and whimpers, Khurram pushed back in...retracted again. He repeated the process till Tanvi's hips started to rock against his mouth, seeking his tongue. He mimicked fucking her pussy with his tongue.
 
Tanvi felt her legs go numb and her toes curl along with a long groan of satisfied surprise when her orgasm hit to release a torrent of transparent cum onto Khurram's face...mouth...tongue. Her brain had travelled too far from reality to care anymore. When she opened her mouth to protest at being prodded, his tongue drove further into her pussy depth, like a small sized cock, making her cry to get caught in mid-way of her appreciating moan.
 
"Ooooh-God", her throat allowed a moan of hunger. Khurram suppressed a winning groan when she saw Tanvi's tongue obscenely hanging outwards as if she wanted to taste the liquid that the old man was churning out of her pussy. Tanvi couldn't stop the force of her orgasm when his large size fingers, pinched her clit slowly and released it, she saw stars, and her hips drove up in absolute crazed speed to release what she held...despite her best efforts, she grunted with frustration as it didn't arrive...
 
"Ooooooh-gaaaaaawd", she hollered as loud as she could, without any care of what she was doing, who she was with, and to whom she kept her legs spread like a characterless woman, to whose mouth did she locked her pussy against, and her cries clearly conveying that she was completely unwilling to let go of the sensational orgasmic bliss she underwent. Tanvi held her arms extended to the maximum it could stretch to both sides, hands digging into Khurram's dark bedsheet. She gripped the sheet like her life depended on that grip as her orgasm ricocheted through her entire body like a gun's barrel, sporadically bucking every time when Khurram lashed her cunt with his tongue...through and between her orgasmic release. 
 
Khurram's face was soaked with her pussy liquids. He knew she was ready and he didn’t intend to miss this window of opportunity he’d worked so hard to create. It was time to finally throw patience to the winds and reward himself for all the painful planning and tiresome efforts with which he’d played this game up to this point. He withdrew his tongue and slowly reclined back while looking at the gloriously spent woman below and in front of his face. The once rebellious and protesting wife of another man, laying naked on his bed, whimpering and squirming with the heat of the pleasure he just finished delivering to her, and the same woman who was now ready with her wide-spread legs...welcoming him silently...beckoning him with her glazed green eyes to take ownership of her body with an approving moan which came out of her chest wholeheartedly...
 
Hearing her groan with that silent 'ask', Khurram leaned forward and prepared to mount the beautiful Japanese-Indian woman who failed to stop that silent plea. 
 
Tanvi's mind slowly moved out from her orgasm, finally taking in her surroundings again. She saw Khurram almost on top of her. 
 
“Tell me, tell me you want this, bitch”, Khurram said as he moved onto the bed between her legs. "Tell me"
 
Tanvi wanted to shout at the old man for not fucking her mindlessly, as he did earlier. Instead, he was asking her to beg him to fuck her, her entire body trembled and she felt her elbows losing it's energy when she struggled to find words. 
 
A ray of hope glimmered in her head when she saw the giant man lining up his majestic python against her pussy, between her absolutely spread legs.
 
Still, from one side of her brain, Tanvi heard her voice screaming to run back to her home, to shut the door of her house, to be done and away from this madness. Yet, she laid where she was, her eyes widened with shock when she saw her knees bending, feet lifting up, welcoming the vile old man, with all her willingness.
 
Tanvi almost screamed when she looked between her legs, where the menacingly large cock was lined up and about to creep it's way back into her, once again. Her face was painted with lust. She felt his large cock-head pushing, teasing the entrance to her pleasure hole.
 
“Do it, Khurramji", a low, whispering voice came out of her along with a moan as her eyes closed back with her lush black hair resting over his dark bed. 
 
"Say it. Tell me again”, Khurram growled and paused his movements. 
 
The pause from the old man...the maddening pause...it made Tanvi's anger inflame to another notch...she cried out of frustration.
 
“I...don’t”, her words came out tight, breathless, and her hips betrayed her again, bucking harder and trying to make contact with his cock-head. "So close", the same annoying voice echoed inside her head.
 
Khurram grinned wickedly and shifted the angle of his hips, and when she thrusted her hips up in response, his thick penis-head slipped a bit lower, sliding past her clit, past the soft petals of her flesh and barely traced into her pussy entrance.
 
The sudden stretch and the intense burn made her whimper, with her legs catching the large man's hips, in an auto-instinct.
 
“Aaargggh…”, she hissed, her hands flying to his chest, though she didn’t push him away. There were no words, only silent approval. She wanted it...she was desperate...her pussy cried and caterwauled to be taken...
 
Khurram's grin widened. "That's it, slut...take it...it's yours"
 
"Naaaaaah", Tanvi gasped, it was so close, yet so far. Her hips bucked, hard, and her lips bit against each other, with another loud cry leaving her chest. The only voice she heard in her head was the old man's....His words "it's yours"...clung and echoed like a boomerang all through her head, from head to toe and back.
 
The python was hers now...all hers!
 
Khurram laughed in a low growl. "It was a win", he heard his voice repeating in his head.
 
With the last of her resistance slipping away, Khurram pushed her onto her back completely to a relaxed stance...her beautiful legs sploot upwards in an inviting mode. He loomed over her, his penis poised at her entrance, his large body looking down at her heaving chest.
 
“Look at me”, he growled again.
 
Her eyes flicked up, meeting him. Heat flared in his gaze, with a dominance that rooted her to the bed. The rest of the world vanished; there was only the weight of him between her thighs, the scent of sex, thick in the air around them, and the severe pounding inside her head. Tanvi's breath caught. She didn’t nod, she didn’t say yes, she couldn't...but, her thighs parted and opened further more...leaving the hold off and away from his hips...allowing him a free reign!
 
Khurram moved a bit, pushing his hips forward, but this time, the stretch of her violated pussy created a gluttral groan from both...the burn of her stretch created a fire of immense heat inside her violated pussy like it was a molten volcanic liquid that came from the deepest core of her woman-hole!
 
Khurram pushed his length into the completely subdued wife, cutting her off in her final protest. 
 
Her breath got stuck. Her pussy screamed at the intrusion but welcomed the painful sensations that his cock made inside it. 
 
Khurram ensured to use his muscular power to lodge his penis to penetrate the same length that was inside her earlier, with one thrust, with that one powerful stroke, his cock was inside Tanvi, once again!
 
For a split-second, Khurram sat on his shins, with a winning grin on his face as he looked down to their jointly connected place, where his cock was firmly buried, deep inside the beautiful young mother of two children...his wish literally coming true with all it's fulfillment.
 
The way he forced his shaft got her into pain of immeasurable limits, but it was a freakingly pain from pleasure-heaven, for some unknown reason, her body enjoyed it, her cunt was overjoyed. In the most primal form, it was the hurt of a woman who took a man without any care to the entire world.
 
After a minute of allowing her time to breathe, Khurram moved slightly, very little.
 
Tanvi choked herself as she felt suffocated beyond anything that she experienced to that time. It wondered her poor brain on why each time the old man filled her it felt like his thing was tearing her into pieces. Possibly due to the way she was previously held up standing over the old man, her back was not supported with a comforting cushion behind her like this time. 
 
She was bothered and shocked beyond words about the fact that Khurram milked her pussy with his fingers to it's fullest and thus, there wasn't anything left inside her, making her woman-hole vacuum to get stuffed to it's brim. She felt his penis entering and reaching areas of her pussy that were never touched by any other man's thing, and her entire vaginal nerve endings screamed with pleasure...and pain...yet she heard the damning voice inside her head howling for more!
 
“Mmmmmm", Tanvi yelped in a muffled cry, and looked up at the old man who was tearing her to the last remaining core with a primal expression. His penis remained unmoving while she forcefully rolled her hips on it, trying to coax him...begging him silently...to fuck her.
 
Tanvi groaned and howled under him, frustrated, wanting more of his cock but also taking time to get accustomed to the size of the phallus that invaded her. Khurram enjoyed the way Tanvi's cunt was milking his cock. Before she could realize and react, Khurram pulled his hips back, pulling almost all of his cock out of her and then slammed it back into her...one blow...one...heavyweight...inhuman forced blow...
 
“Oh-Gaaaaawd”, Tanvi screeched and her arms gripped Khurram's hands to find some leverage from the pain she felt with the animalistic intrusion.
 
Khurram slowly pulled back and made another hard thrust into Tanvi, driving the same length that he penetrated in his last blow, eliciting deeper groans from both of them. He continued his slow backward movement, making the young mother fully aware of what his cock was doing to her poor pussy, reshaping it, remoulding it, and finally owning her and sudden bolts of thrusts back into her.
 
Tanvi's legs went up behind him and wrapped around his waist, pulling the old man closer and deeper into her with every thrust he delivered. 
 
“Ugh...ugh...ufff...mmm...ugh”, Tanvi's groans turned it's tone into the blissful moans of a woman in pleasure. With each of the old man's hard thrusts, her voice grew high and higher. Both recognised it, one with shame and other with glee. She was going to release what Khurram churned from her pussy...again...another orgasm. The very recognition confused her to the core as how and why hee body, her pussy was responding in such a way to the man whom she hated so much...more than that...he was forcing himself on her...yet, she accepted it happening...utter and complete surrender...
 
“Cum now, bitch. Cum on my cock, NOWW!”, Khurram roared as he sent one more heavy thrust into her, digging as deep as her hole would permit. Hitting all the fiery nerves inside her torn pussy. His voice and ask sent her over the last edge that was holding on. Her brain exploded with pleasure as her cunt gripped his shaft as her pussy released it's cum once again. She reeled by the orgasm that was not stopping...it just came out...like bullets moving out of it's barrel...never ceasing...and recoiling back to launch another blast...
 
Despite her pussy clenching hard over Khurram's girth and length, he continued to push through her contractions, fucking her right through her culmination.
 
Tanvi's entire body convulsed and contorted as her pussy punishingly propelled her juices...her legs shuddered like she was getting electrocuted...her cries were so loud and wanton that made Khurram feel whether she was in her senses or turned into another being...
 
Finally, once she felt her orgasm subsiding a little bit, Khurram pulled back until just his penis-head remained inside her, with a devilish grin, he thrust into her as hard as he could, once again trying to lodge him entirely into her, but couldn't...he wasn't happy, but nailing the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen, was more that enough to fill his appetite. 
 
Her nails dug into his biceps, her legs clamped tight behind his ass. Khurram took this opportunity by leaning forward, pressing his lips against her partially opened mouth. During that orgasmic bliss, Tanvi accepted his lips and tongue like she kissed her husband, Sanjoth during their closer days, kiss of passion, kiss with tenderness. Her long tongue ran inside the old man's sloppy cavity. She found his tongue and twirled over it, sucked over it's boneless strength, silently as if she was asking his permission to kiss harder.
 
All the while they kissed, Tanvi lost into their kiss, while Khuram continued his slow deliberate pace of pounding and pulling her cunt with his cock.
 
“Mmmmm", Tanvi moaned and crooned around his tongue, completely forgetting how and why she was embracing the old man like he was her long lost lover. She was forced to turn her head sideways, when Khurram pulled away from their kiss and planted soft nibbles on her upturned neck. The perverseness of their mutual combination killed inside her head yet she groaned and willingly accepted him to pleasure her body...pleasure her pussy...like no one did to her...ever!
 
Khurram was ready for the final phase.

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-71:


Khurram noted that Tanvi had reached a place of no return. He saw it in her glazed green ocean that was locked into his eyes.
 
Tanvi's subconscious was already in terms with her reality as she looked up to the bronzed large man preparing himself to what she was expecting...all her worries...all her loathing...all her defenses...gone out of her...
 
It was time!
 
Khurram, with a move like a wild animal, pulled back from their kiss and slowly released his cock from her pussy to stand on his legs, leaning in front of her. A sickening wet squelch came from her pussy as he removed his engorged, swollen, deep brown-purple shaft from her pussy and stood for a moment looking at the ruin. 
 
Tanvi lay below him, hardly unable to figure out what he was doing with her, and unable to take a proper breath. She was a whimpering mess of a woman, her once chaste hole was now ruined...to a worthless female hole....
 
Not allowing her additional moments to process her wrongdoing, Khurram lunged and snatched her ankles in a bruising grip. He dragged her body across the large, dark mattress like she was nothing but another set of cloth, and with a savage display of power, he hauled her until her tailbone hit the very edge of the bed...that too...did not last for few seconds...with a groan, he flipped her over. 
 
Within the next few seconds, Tanvi was on the very same bed, dark bedsheet staring back at her, face down, hips upturned, and groaning while trying desperately to balance herself on her elbows and stomach...her spine arched into a helpless, vulnerable curve, exposing her most private, utmost protected, and now sinning depths of hollow-holes completely unguarded and upturned at the old, vile man's disposal...her hips trembled like her ass and pussy was given for his inspection...it was a new unknown position to the timid and chaste young mother...
 
Khurram's face turned into a beast look, as he looked at the marvellous arch and perfectly round ass staring back at him with a statement..."fuck me"
 
Khurram's eyes drowned in a flood of filthy and vulgar lust that hammered his skull and forced his cock to jolt hard. The sight below was that extreme. Tanvi's golden-yellow skin, flushed against the dark room and bedspread created a contrast such that his vision went foggy and damp for a moment. This was the single-most erotic dream he held for all this while, and as her athletic and perfectly curved ass arched up to him...presenting herself like a poor animal at it's sacrificial altar...the last of his animal instincts that he controlled through that night started to vanish...he felt the heat of his blood rushing through the veins of his large shaft and screaming at him to ram into this perfect specimen of female anatomy and shatter her into an agonizing and convulsing piece of meat...a slut...for him...
 
Khurram's hands travelled up high, his large fingers slowly dug into the tender muscles of feet, then with a possessive and bruising force, he kneaded her ankles and rolled his hands over her muscular calves. He got what he wanted...finally...the woman of his carnal dreams...wife of another man...ready for being taken...by him...begging silently at him...to fuck her...slowly, and with maximum care, his hands moved up, caressing and squishing her thighs, and finally to the summit...to rest on her firm, round moulds of her buttocks, exerting mild pressure with his pull that silently conveyed to her of what he was asking for. His fingers sank deep into her ass-cheeks and slowly pulled them apart with a controlling and commanding outward tug. 
 
With another muffled whimper, Tanvi felt her hips giving way...to her shameful remorse, her body moved back to thrust her hips towards him...to where he wanted her to be...to her absolute and crushing shame, she was clear about her body's...her pussy's betrayal...yet again...her hips moved to make her spine automatically arch and dip lower to the mattress in an auto-instinct to the man who was holding her ass with an unquestionable ownership.
 
Khurram was lost in unhindered primal lust that rose from his deepest depraved core. The view of the golden skinned woman made his eyes watered and foggy. Though he held, squeezed and bitten it before, the view she presented with the perfectly structured curve of her ass was hypnotic and carnally bewitching. All he wanted that moment was to drive his cock and ram into her, but he withheld the urge. He wanted her to know her place, and at the same time, once he was finished, she was to beg for more...and more.
 
The master plan of making her his sex slave was in perfect motion. His smile broadened when he saw her hips bucking slowly...
 
She was ready!
 
Khurram aligned his swollen cock-head right at the entrance of her vaginal hole. With the heavenly arch she offered, he saw how her pussy was already agape...waiting...shamelessly waiting for him to tear it apart...again...to be split into two...she wished during those suffocating moments that the old man just did that...split her into two pieces...she groaned with a complaining tone...
 
Hearing her whining and mild encouraging approval, Khurram pushed his shaft into her...tearing her...just like how she wished to happen...his cock went inside of her...spreading her vaginal hole over his gargantuan cock...
 
Despite the severe agony she went through again, a part of her brain shouted at her asking why she was enjoying this animal...she wasn't supposed to...this was not an act of a chaste woman...not of a wife...and especially not of a mother...why...the question loomed over her but the blissful burn of getting penetrated by a man made that part of her brain to blacken out...she saw that moral question getting replaced with her primal need to get fucked...it was the physical torment that got upperhand...
 
Tanvi groaned as the thickest part of his thing went inside. Holding it there, he leaned forward to reach her ears. "Do you want more?"
 
His voice fell inside her head like a hammer hitting a nail.
 
“It’s, hhmmmm...huuge”, Tanvi grumbled against the dark bedsheet as Khurram, not waiting for her answer, slid a few more inches of his monstrosity into her. 
 
Tanvi groaned as she felt the girth slowly stretching her vaginal cavern. Between her forced blinks, she thought Safiya was standing at the door, watching them, watching her...accepting and allowing her husband taking a poor woman, ramming his old cock into another man's wife, forcing his oversized cock into a young mother, defining her...claiming her...leaving the older woman speechless...
 
Suddenly, Tanvi pushed back to the force behind her while staring into Safiya's dumbstruck gaze to show how a younger woman can derive pleasure from a man other than her own husband...the carnal thrill of cheating her marriage with a man whose wife watching her helplessly...it made yet another jolt on Tanvi's hips!
 
“I think you made a big mistake of not telling me the truth", as he murmured into her ear, Khurram pushed another inch into the young mother. 
 
Tanvi had to clutch and grip the bedsheets inside her fists as her head dropped down and hit the mattress, hard...but the fact that her hips pushing back to his cock wasn’t lost on both Khurram and Tanvi.
 
"You are mine, Tanvi...after this, you will never, ever spread your filthy cunt to anyone other than me, bitch", Khurram grunted once again into her ear and slid further of his length inside...his cock penetrated her hole a bit more than all this while...and she felt it...the pain...the searing pleasure filled pain of being split open...there was nothing she could do...other that remaining on her elbows, and allowing him to do whatever he wished to do with her...an absolute fuck toy!  The very thought sent shivers through her spine along with the painful expansion of her pussy.
 
"Slap!"
 
"Oooouuuww, Khuurrraaam...jiiiiiii", an inhuman shriek came out from her lungs while her pale yellow ass-cheeks burned with pain and fire and immediately created deep red color welts where his hands thundered on her soft skin.
 
Khurram, using both his hands, landed another full-blown and powerful slap over her upturned buttocks. As his palms were larger than normal sized, her entire ass-cheeks bounced and reddened immediately...
 
Without allowing her time to retaliate, Khurram gripped her hips and bulbous ass-cheeks with his large hands and pulled her back, stretching her pussy, inserting his cock to its maximum possible length inside her, slamming his hips and hitting her ass to stop her from wobbling...
 
Tanvi lost her breath. Her body lost it's control. Her mind went black. Her eyes clamped shut...
 
Khurram moved with precision. He rammed against her ass as hard and as fast as he could. He wanted to ensure her memory got etched with what she was going through. Also, he wanted her to start enjoying the forceful sex, because that was what he marvelled at...listening to the cries, the protests, the anger, from the women he had sex with. He was hellbound to ensure the young mother would beg him to be taken forcibly again, through her life, after he was done with her. 
 
His slut!
 
His own, personal bitch!
 
The very thought of having the exotic woman at his fingertips made his cock jerk and expanded exponentially, the veins on his cock throbbed with blood rush, Khurram's scrotum contracted to churn it's milk...
 
Tanvi gasped and fought for air, as the girth of the sex-crazed old man was filling her insides to an impossible expansion of her poor pussy. The way his cock filled exponentially inside her forced her to fall into a delirious state of carnal numbness. The way he held her body, the method he used to hold her hips and clutched her wide ass while thrusting in and out was something that she never experienced with Sanjoth. Feeling his cock as she was bent in this new position, she thought that her body would crack open into Khurram's shaft as he menacingly crushed every centimeter of her soft pussy walls. 
 
She sensed her woman-hole becoming more drenched and slippery like it was trying to match every pump that he forced into her...stretching it...moulding her married pussy into something she never knew existed...
 
With her pussy boiling up to another massive orgasm, Khurram removed his left hand and pushed her shoulders down and hard against the soft mattress. Along with it, using his right hand, he pushed her lower back further down, making her ass make yet another bend to the extremely arched position, he forced her pussy to expand more than it already was. 
 
His next plunge was so savage that it squeezed the last of her air to escape out of her lungs and pushed out with a cry of suffocating agony...not from pain...her cry came out of her with a tone of pure lust that was music to the mad man behind her!
 
The next moments were pure assault!
 
An absolute shift of sex for Tanvi who never experienced such brutal fuck in her entire life!
 
A complete opposite of what she knew of sex, how it should be, finding out finally of how her body could succumb to such a pleasure that she never knew existed!
 
Tanvi's whole body was on fire as it responded to the way Khurram was treating it apart, piece by piece, fraction by fraction. His relentless positioning drove her into a bitch who carried only one emotion...lust for copulation. With his hand on her shoulders, forcing her down to the dark bed, she felt helpless to stop him. An image of a savage, and brutal animal pounding came into her blackened head.
 
“Oh, fuck”, Tanvi finally cursed loudly into the mattress. She bit her lips for spilling that bad word.
 
"Khurrrammmjiiiii", she yelled and then moaned loudly.
 
"Mmmm...uuurgghhh...aaah", Tanvi moaned as Khurram relentlessly fucked her from behind. She couldn't believe it to be a reality that she was inside the vintage smelling apartment of the dirty old man, in Khurram's bedroom, on his dark, unkempt bed. She surrendered herself to him and he slid his cock into her from behind. 
 
Khurram stared down at her with his usual angry look before he planted a sloppy kiss on her shoulder blade, next to her neck, close to her earlobe, making her shudder.
 
Tanvi's tempo was picking up, it wasn't slow anymore. She tried her best to match his pace, ecstasy spreading across her face as his girthy cock slid into her velvety folds like a snake entering and exiting it's cave. Her ass was so firm and bouncy that it felt like he was really fucking her ass-cheeks, not her cunt. Khurram was steady on his pace. He wanted her to partake with the same steam of what he held when he planned to start the overdrive. Her legs were spread wide, her knees bent, her ass up into an erotic arch that was a vision he never wanted to forget, her head slammed down to his mattress, her hands spread to both sides clutching the dark bed sheet and yelping for dear life.
 
Tanvi wanted to kiss. Use her lips on anything...anyone...Despite being molested and fucked without permission, she wanted to kiss the mad old man. Her mouth parted to release louder groans, her tongue thrusted out as if trying to find his mouth. When she felt Khurram's left hand next to her face, without asking, without a trace of shame, she slurped his thumb inside her mouth. Her tongue danced along it's thickness, like she did over his penis-head. She sucked his thumb like how she sucked his cock.
 
Suddenly, Khurram was next to her ear. "Take all of me, slut"
 
“Mmmmm”, Tanvi crooned in a soft voice while writhing under the old man, in his bedroom, on his dark mattress. It was too much for the poor, young mother to take it all in. Despite a tiny ray of remorse of what she was doing, her body responded through her legs, widening further, with a slow thrust backward...meeting his hips...his cock...his damned...wretched...yet magnificent cock!
 
Tanvi couldn't believe how good the new position felt. His thick cock dragged punishingly against her g-spot, making her body to arch further, bend against gravity, and the next moment, another toxic wave of fire engulfed her. Terrified of how the painful intrusion turned into a pleasure beyond her imagination made Tanvi to grunt and protest back a bit...and failed...Khurram's grip on her shoulder and lower back was unyielding. 
 
She bit her lip, trying miserably to contain her moans, but the heat that flooded inside her pussy made it impossible to hold...loud groans of sinful pleasure released along with her body jolting sporadically. A fleeting thought ray passed through her head questioning if she was the very same person who was a wife and a mother!!! That tiny pinch of guilt created an agitation of dirty liquid to crowd inside her razed-down pussy.
 
Khurram, standing where he was, lifted his left leg and planted that foot on the bed, in direct conjunction to her left ass and thighs. It gave yet another advantage on his angle. The next thrust forced into her pussy by adding one more inch inside of her...and the only thing that Tanvi could do was to cry and yelp mindlessly, loudly, screaming his name and begging to stop...yet her pleas didn't get any direct answer.
 
"Don't...ooooh-gaaaawd...mmmm, I...I...I am cummmmingggg", she cried again as her pussy walls crushed against his girth, holding him, trapping him, milking him...Tanvi felt comfort, despite being taken without her permission, during those mad moments, the friction of Khurram's powerful muscles against her naked skin gave a sort of carnal comfort to her. 
 
Suddenly, she used her left hand to go back and clutch his ankle...into a grip that Khurram thought he'd lose his balance...then he grinned...she was about to cum...again...
 
“Bitch, you are so fucking tight", Khurram growled and was mesmerised while wondering at his ability to break this Goddess...till that evening, she fought him with all her spirits...and now, she was screaming his name to make her cum. 
 
"Aaaagghhh-Gooood-hmmmm", Tanvi's vision turned into nothingness. The intense heat that spread her insides covered every part of her pussy, it came from a place that was unknown to her, but it came forth...it was a relentless pressure that was stopped by the punishing inserts that the old man continued. 
 
She felt herself losing all her energy and collapsed onto his dark bed.
 
Khurram drove into her again, and this time, he felt the gush of her liquid forcing his cock to pull out...but he buried himself inside her, holding her, making her realize that her jolting pussy was not going to get released soon.
 
Khurram thought of maximising his pleasure. It would've been best if he could climb on top of her, allowing him all the leverage to pump his entire length inside...tearing all her defences, then deciding against it...it was for another time...
 
Taniv screamed as the next orgasm rocked her tormented pussy. Khurram continued his rapid thrusts into her cunt. Every movement deliberately aimed to generate multiple orgasms to punish her body and it did...Her nerves went on fire...her entire body was under the spell of his devious tool.
 
“Mmmm", Khurram leaned again to reach her ear...and snarled behind her. 
 
“I can't get this enough. I wish I would've dragged you here the very day you came here with the sweets, horny bitch"
 
Hearing him swearing, through her closed eyes, inside her blackened head, Tanvi saw the same apartment, the day she walked into the very apartment with a bowl of Kheer and freshly baked Banana Muffins, prepared to get introduced with the elderly couple. Her cunt spat another burp of  dirty cum juice at the very thought of Khurram dragging her then and fucking mindlessly as he was doing to her now. She felt her body losing all it's power, energy draining away. Slowly, her thrusting motion ceased. Her head was filled with endorphins of the after-glow from yet another mind-shattering orgasm. She lost count of how many times the crazed old man made her torn pussy to blast it's sinul liquid. 
 
With another needy moan, she turned her head sideways and planted a soft kiss on the large toe that was close to her face. 
 
Then the pain returned.
 
But it wasn't from her groin.
 
Khurram had her silky, black hair in his wrist and was pulling her up, from behind!
 
Khurram pulled her till he saw her hand leaving his ankle and pushing both palms on the mattress creating a whole new arch over her entire back. He held her in that position for a moment, to let her come to terms with the new position. Her body was bent backwards in a way that she had no leverage on the bed, as his hold on her hair was too powerful. Her throat curved out and made her mouth wide open and tongue hanging out with a silent scream...
 
Using his leg placed on the bed, Khurram started to move again behind the violated young mother. The hold on her hair held her in place. Each of his thrust made her obscenely crushed buttocks to juggle and bounce matching her painful groans.
 
“Please...pleeeggghhh...aaah”, Tanvi tried to shout and only a muffle came out of her chest. Her breasts were thrusted forward and wobbled with every pump that her cunt received from behind. "Mmmm...oouh..gghaah...stop...stoopp...pleeeaaaghh"
 
“Bitch”, Khurram shouted from behind as he rode her like a bull, a real bull punishing it's massive phallus into a poor female. 
 
Tanvi couldn’t contain or control anything. She was a puppet, just a tool that the old man moulded into a pleasure machine.
 
Between his thrusts, Khurram watched  the toned body of the young wife and her fantastically shaped ass that was pushing back to his cock, despite how contorted he held her in the new position. It seemed like her pussy was seeking more of him. An evil smile came to his lips as he looked at the whole was actively rocking back to his cock, desperately trying to gulp more of it, as much as physically possible. 
 
With a devilish grin and glee from the carnal world, along with a winning feeling, he saw the hot bodied Goddess breaking piece by piece...he was remoulding her innocence to start craving for his savage sex. To make the matter worse for her, Tanvi...who, without realizing it...was participating in everything he was making her do.
 
“Aaaagghhh”, Tanvi felt dizzy and head started to spin. The blood rush due to the contorted position triggered it. The worst effect was, despite her vision fading, yet another warmth started to spread inside her sinful hole. It felt like everything around her started to turn black, except her cunt that burned with fire. 
 
A jolt!
 
Her body shuddered into a frozen still!
 
A carnal, subhuman scream came out from her throat, along with her pussy lips clenching and unclenching in a frenzied pace over Khurram's girth!
 
Her body lost it's weight and fell on the bed like a dead weight, passed out.
 
Laughing like a maniac, Khurram pulled out from the broken young mother and scooped her in his long arms to place her firmly and spread her to her back once again on the large bed. He clearly saw that Tanvi was breathing heavily, but she was not consciously aware that she was being moved. She crooned and moaned with every move he made on her. 
 
Her legs were spread again into a sploot...wide and with an open invitation to the wretched old man to take her as his woman!
 
Slowly, with deliberate pace, Khurram climbed on his bed, and opened her legs, slowly...holding her by ankles, he spread her legs wide and placed them stretched out. Looking down, he saw her drenched pussy, the pitch black pubic hair wet all around and glistening with her juices.
 
Her clit stood proud, still up and swollen large...just like her nipples...straight up...pointed...vibrating with every breath she took in and released.
 
With another slow move, he lifted her hips a bit, and pushed his hard cock, once again to split her soaked sex.
 
Tanvi moaned in her exhausted and delirious state when she felt the girth entering her married orifice, once again. Her subconscious mind tried hard to come into terms of how her small hole could fit in the damning size inside it. But the very images of his tool deriving orgasms that upped one after another made her legs spread wider, automatically. 
 
“Hmmmmm”, Tanvi crooned to the old man, as if appreciating him for every unholy thing he did to her.
 
Khurram moved his hips forward, slow and deliberate, while ensuring that the beautiful piece of female anatomy wouldn't react badly. He wanted to make this an experience for him, not for her, for him. With a soft grunt, he sunk the rest of his length into the beautiful mother. The dark room and the rest of the world were silent except for the sloshy noises of their genitals. He slowed his thrusts, but kept his pace steady. Never giving her room to gather any sense of normalcy.
 
“Aaahmmmm", Tanvi moaned from beneath. Khurram leaned forward and hooked her with his hand into a tight embrace and planted a sloppy kiss on her parted mouth and felt her lips opening up and sucking his tongue like a woman possessed. 
 
“Fuck, your pussy is too good. I am about to cum in you", Khurram whispered to her ear. He immediately noticed how the young woman responded to it. Her hips rose slightly off the mattress...she was silently asking for more.
 
“Ummmmm”, Tanvi moaned back to the old man. It was the tone he was waiting for...her permission...finally!
 
The thought of him filling her...she felt herself losing her consciousness with that single thought...
 
“I think you'll be begging me for more nights like this, wouldn't you?", Khurram grumbled into her ear again. 
 
Instead of replying, Tanvi folded her legs, knees bent, and wrapped her legs around Khurram's hips. 
 
Within the next few seconds, the odd lovers were locked into synchronised moves. Each time he made a thrust into her, she pushed up, taking more of him. Once again, his engorged cock-head scbangd against her g-spot, creating shudders in her body. Tremors of carnal passion overtook the poor woman. She crooned her moans into his waiting ears. 
 
“Mmmmm….don’t stop", Tanvi whimpered with a request to the old man to not stop...
 
Khurram felt her pussy gripping his girth, she was about to cum, again. He was also close. 
 
"I am going to fuck you, again, every day and every night, you are my slut now, you hear me Tanvi? My own bitch...you will spread these legs only to me...only for me...you are mine...and I am going to cum inside you...now...and always...always", he whispered the reality into her half-dead mind. Placing the fact into her head...
 
“Oh-God-Khurramjiii", Tanvi moaned back. She knew what she heard would not be her reality...but the moment...it asked for her to accept...she felt like she belonged to him...to the vile old man whom she loathed...hated...yes, she was where she was supposed to be...taking what was rightfully hers...the thoughts triggered something in her. 
 
"Cum for me, Khurramji...Cum for me"
 
Tanvi hollered as she actively pushed back against him...rapid movements from her hips. Her pussy turned into a lock over his girth, clamping it to the length that he pushed inside of her. All she wanted during those blissful moments was his cum...the heavy load of his thick, smokey cum to fill her pussy. 
 
She was painfully fully aware that nothing would stop him...or them...with that thought, she engulfed him into a tight embrace and kissed...thrusting her long tongue deep into his mouth...hips turning into vicious thrust to match his pace...
 
Khurram wanted the moments of euphoria to continue, to eat her alive, drive both of them into the world of pleasure, then he felt it inside him...he was about to cum as well.
 
“I’m about to cum, Tanvi”, Khurram whispered to her between their passionate kisses and mouth-smothering. "I'm going to give you my gift", he grunted heavily into her ear like he was telling her a secret.
 
Her hands gripped his vast upper back, her nails digging into his shoulder blades.
 
“Oh-God”, she moaned into his mouth. “Cum for me, Khurramji. Cum inside me. Cum for me”
 
As the words left her mouth, Tanvi felt her pussy gushing, a painful swell, it was not her...it was him...his cock expanded further inside as her cunt started to squish it's contents as he clearly understood she got ready to accept his cum.
 
"Fuck", Khurram grunted back as the pressure of her orgasm made his cock to expand even larger inside her.
 
His hips jerked, hard.
 
Her hips plummeted, in a frenzy.
 
Moans and grunts became one between their sloppy smooch of primal need.
 
A twitch!
 
Her body jolted at it.
 
She felt a new heat filling inside her pussy.
 
An unknown heat!
 
Khurram made a hard shove and held!
 
His cock started it's downpour.
 
Tanvi sensed his shaft pulsing and throbbing inside her. She felt filled, beyond anything she ever felt. Not even like when she carried her two children. This was a different, completely different filling. She heard little burps from her pussy each time Khurram pushed into her. 
 
When he thrusted again, she felt his thing twitching, and releasing more liquid. Topping his torrents, her own cunt was releasing her cum along as well. In less than a few seconds, her cunt started overflowing. Without finding any gap to release between his girth and her clenched pussy, their combined liquids had to find a passage, with each outward pull, their cum poured outside...yet, both of them felt her soft petals of her pussy milking him to the last drop he deposited inside her.
 
“Aaaarghh...fuck”, Khurram let out a primal growl as he felt his balls finally felt drained.
 
“Take it all, slut!”, he continued his punishingly savage onslaught on the poor young and helpless woman.
 
“Mmmmmmm", Tanvi whimpered as she held the old man in her embrace, feeling her own release and his downpour taking her lust to another level of ecstatic comfort. She allowed the numbing sensations that overtook her body as the final throes of her orgasm washed over. It felt amazing, suffocating and moreover content. It was more intense than she had ever experienced. She wanted to stay in that pleasure plateau forever, but her exhausted body and blacked mid pulled her into a deep slumber.
 
Khurram held her in his arms, close, placing soft kisses to her face, neck and lips while remaining connected with the young mother for a few minutes before withdrawing. 
 
Slowly, without disturbing her, he flopped over onto his side of the bed. With a deep grunt of satisfaction, he remained lying next to her, with the knowing that he won, with complete understanding that every bit of what he planned became a final reality. He closed his eyes thinking about his next actions...with the naked and spent Goddess who slept next to him...without care where she was...with whom she was sharing her bed with.
 
Tanvi woke up with a start. She sat up on the large, dark bed in an auto-reflex. As she blinked her eyes to open, her brain brought every bit of the previous night into her head. She turned sideways and with horror, found the heavy-set old man sleeping with his semi-hard penis, naked, just like her.
 
She jolted again when she recognized the sound that woke her. 
 
"It was Dattu! Her milkman, he was outside her home, at the parking lot, calling her to collect the daily milk supply", Tanvi felt a hard pain of panic inside her stomach and as she looked down, an audible gasp left her lips.
 
She was half-seated, naked, on the wet and dark bedsheet that was soaked with their combined juices. The very thought that she slept through on that filthy liquid made her stomach clench with suffocation. 
 
To her utter shock of life, she wasn’t feeling shame or regret, it was disgust that she felt on the fact that everything she imagined and wished to not happen, actually happened.
 
Another ring from Dattu's cycle made her stand up. Then she realized she was naked, and had nothing to wear. The images of how Khurram brought her to his home made her eyes close with embarrassment.
 
"Wear it", Khurram's heavy voice made her look at him.
 
Tanvi saw the old man nodding at a discarded tee-shirt on a side table. Without talking and avoiding further eye contact, she took the tee and wore it over her head. To her relief, it reached below her ass, giving her a reasonable shield of cover, if one can call it that. She rushed out, almost sprinting.
 
Tanvi stopped at the bedroom door, when she heard the old man calling her name. She tilted to turn her head, and met his eyes.
 
"Shave yourself, Tanvi. I can't have your pussy hair in my mouth tonight", he grunted loudly with a grin that almost made her feel to puke right where she stood.
 
"This...will never happen", she grumbled back and turned to walk out.
 
"Yes, it will...YOU will be back for more, slut!", Tanvi heard the rumble of his voice as she walked out of the apartment.

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-72:



"Shave yourself, Tanvi. I can't have your pussy hair in my mouth tonight", he grunted loudly with a grin that almost made her feel to puke right where she stood.
 
"This...will never happen", she grumbled back and turned to walk out.
 
"Yes, it will...YOU will be back for more, slut!", Tanvi heard the rumble of his voice as she walked out of the apartment.


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Tanvi rushed out of Khurram's apartment, and ensured she closed his main door softly to avoid any sort of sound that could become the proof to anyone who might see her walking out "even though no one might", she had to take that womanly caution.

As she climbed down the step by giving complete attetention to any sounds, Tanvi was already trembling like a leaf with fright. 
 
She was too late to wake up!
 
She knew it very well!
 
It was a blindingly bright day, and light shone everywhere and with each of her step, it seemed like the light was threatening to strop away her last shred of modesty and even though she was coming down the step where only hers and Khurram's apartments were, she still felt like every window in her Complex had eyes looking at her direction to see her in such scandalous state. 
 
Whoever might look at her direction would see her. Though covered in a large tee-shirt, it hardly concealed her naked legs. The hem of Khurram's tee-shirt barely allowed any cover to the lower portion of her ass-cheeks. If she made a sudden move, it would lift, and her bare buttocks would be shown and displayed to the world.
 
She took a few more steps down, her heart hammering against her ribs, and looked toward the parking area where Dattu usually kept his cycle, waiting for people to collect the milk. 
 
The moment she saw the steps and the small corridor area in front of her house to be empty, she ran down, sprinting with all her speed, her bare thighs rubbing together in a blur of motion. 
 
Opening the grille, she almost jumped in and held the main door knob, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She fumbled behind the door to find the keys so she could bolt it shut and hide her shame, but in her frantic haste, she missed the fact that she was standing sideways to the main door threshold with her back towards the open grille, silhouetted like a forbidden prize.
 
Dattu, who had been on the verge of giving up on seeing the gorgeous woman of his dreams, rang his cycle bell a few times and was about to leave. It was then he saw a movement happening at Tanvi Madam's apartment...a flash of pale, smooth skin that made his pulse skyrocket. 
 
He peeked and saw two naked legs walking through and entering inside, and instantly, blood rushed into his groin with a painful, throbbing heat. He didn't want to miss any chance of catching the glorious beauty he had lusted after in the dark; he ran, rushing towards the open grille like a starved predator. He froze the moment he reached the grille, as his eyes fell on the woman...the very female of his depraved thoughts...standing and fumbling at the door. 
 
To see her wearing only a tee-shirt, displaying her entire naked legs to him, made him gulp hard, his mind flooded with images of tearing that fabric away and burying himself in her high-class flesh.
 
Tanvi was mortified when she felt his thin, bony but masculine presence behind her, her skin prickled at her with the sudden realization that she was caught.
 
"Madamji, your milk," Dattu updated, his voice thick and broken by hiccups of sheer, unadulterated lust.
 
"Just a minute, Dattu," somehow Tanvi rambled, her voice sounding breathless even to her own ears as she ran into her kitchen. 
 
Once she picked up a tumbler, her mind spiralled into a vortex of hell; she heard a devilish voice in her head whispering how easy it would be to just let him see more of her naked skin…her unprotected place, a thought that made her chest tighten with a forbidden, primitive heat of annihilating sexual depravity. She brushed her hair back to remove that horrifying, yet strangely thrilling thought, trying to reclaim her composure. 
 
Once at the door, she stood sideways, trying not to expose herself to the fullest, and extended the tumbler to the dazed milkman whose eyes were burning holes into her skin.
 
"I will come tomorrow, Madamji," somehow Dattu whispered in a coarse voice, his hand trembling as he handed back the milk-filled tumbler, his mind screaming at how close he was to her soft, high-class body…of her mesmerizingly foreign skin...
 
Then!
 
Dattu stood transfixed and frozen, his gaze locked on the curve of her hip.
 
Tanvi, after taking the tumbler from Dattu, felt a surge of reckless, intoxicating power; she moved forward and projected herself entirely into his line of sight with a whispered "thank you."
 
Then!
 
She turned her back to Dattu to head inside, and the keys from her other hand dropped to the floor as a sudden, calculated accident. 

If her face was towards Dattu, he would've seen how red her cheeks were from the extreme shame she felt from the deliberate exposure to the low-class milkman who could hardly even dream of such a thing in real-life...but this was real...all too real...
 
Dattu, whose breath was caught in his throat, saw the woman of his wild, filthy dreams crouching down to her shins for a moment, and then slowly standing up. 
 
Then!
 
His eyes couldn't believe what he saw, and his heart nearly stopped.
 
Right in front of him, hardly two feet from his face...was the half-naked woman standing up with the keys caught from the floor, and while doing it, the back of her tee-shirt...that thin, flimsy hem...lifting automatically as her body straightened.
 
Through her gloriously naked ass-cheeks, he saw a glimpse of the forbidden fruit he had only ever imagined in his darkest and filthiest fantasies. 
 
Dattu finally got the first view of Tanvi's naked ass; it wasn't fully displayed, but half of her pale yellow, firm ass-cheeks were exposed as the hem lifted and bunched up when she crouched and stood. 
 
The lowlife milkman from Basti finally got the first view of Tanvi's naked ass, though it wasn't fully displayed...but, half of her ass-cheeks were exposed as the hem lifted and bunched up when she crouched and stood.
 
With a slow, sideway nod at Dattu, a silent, heavy message passed between them...an understanding of some dark, devilish and primal sort that neither could take back.
 
Tanvi closed and locked the main door and let out a deep, long moan as her breath passed outside in a heavy gasp, her heart racing at the sheer ecstasy of the exposure.
 
Dattu took his first real breath only once he saw the door getting closed, his head spinning with the explicit image of her bared skin. 
 
Both, Tanvi and Dattu stood gasping and panting for breaths in their extremely heated space...


A male unable to believe the vision he had just been gifted with, and a female who failed miserably with utter shame to find a single reason of her being unable to control her worst and dirtiest scandalous craving she had just fallen prey to...


The two humans were paralyzed on opposite sides of her home, unresponsive and unable to collect any rationale for their mutual misdeeds…but unknown to both…their respective pubic spots were already drenched!


Dattu took his first breath once he saw the door getting closed.


Was there an unspoken evil pact that got sealed between the 'Madamji' and the low-life milkman from Basti...???


OR...


Was it really a despoiled mistake of Tanvi's judgement gone wrong...???

[Aavesh9]

Hi everyone this is the very best story on this borad!

This is very bery beautiful and erotic story. Mods pls approve and let me post images relatad to story.

Pls allow me to post images it will be morphed.

Hi Sir,

Of course, I am just a carrier and there is nothing more than I can do but agree to what you just wrote. Please fee free to post images and comments Sir...you are totally good to post images that suits Tanvi and her experiences...

[Aavesh9]

Very nice update.....finally she is going to have a great sex

Yes Sir...I have posted the most awaited scene (I was so desperate to read it as well). Birilliant! amazing and once in a life's describing of how it all happens, plus the ending of the last post is totally twisted, can't wait for what's incoming for our poor Tanvi.

[Aavesh9]

I remember reading the a wife predicament as it was being written by YLTS, at one point I even wrote hell is there anyone even reading this master piece because apart from me there was no one commenting on how detailed the sex was in the story, i have been a big fan of reading stories for around 15 years now and have read and admired many classics some of them which i still keep going back to, but none of them as good as they were came close to the detailing of sex in A wife's predicament.

Then when i heard that YLTS has passed away I was definitely saddened by the news but now reading these last few updates I feel his sprint has lived, I am not sure who or how these updates came to be but I my respect to the source and I hope to see these coming for a long time.

Would love to even read a wife predicament - continuation of Keerthi exploitation and her world of debauchery and of-course how could I forget The clandestine operation, if anyone has the clandestine operation story please do post it as it was a epic, it was left incomplete but was a epic by YLTS. I tried searching the net for it but could not find it.

Hi Sir,

Thank you so much for these words and I am sure your appreciations is seen and ready by YLTS, despite...However, just like how you felt I also feel the same because many readers by looking at sheer size of each post would at first think twice or more before starting to read these posts. But once a person starts, i am sure it is impossible to stop finishing it (also I do agree that the writing is long and in full describing to minute details).

I knew YLTS in person and the fact that this beautiful human is no longer with us, still haunts me and I am unable to come to terms with it. I was tasked with posting the stories at given intervals defined by YLTS, and I am trying my level best to honor that wonderful human's ask.

The last few chapters came with an instruction to post one-after-other-day so readers could have the flow of how Tanvi finally reached a place of no-return...that is why multiple chapters got posted in a rush...it is same like YLTS asked for.

One most important point - I am posting exact to exact (if you find any grammatical or word errors, please ping me and I shall edit it accordingly)...

Sirr, on "A Wife's Predicament" - the way that story was written (as explained by YLTS) was with external coercing and YLTS have re-wrote everything and kept for posting here in Xossipy (to my understanding, one of our reader and follower to YLTS posted it here and YLTS requested it to be removed. I will be posting it at a later date...but kindly be patient...focus given by YLTS is on Tanvi's story and from what I see ... this is going to be a 'REAL' SAGA!

On Clandestine Prosecution - same as above. YLTS have given certain timeline to publish it as well, honestly I am not sure if this is completed or not...but will continue my task.

Finally, as a fellow reader and admirer to YLTS, let's appreciate the kind and loving human thru our words and emotions here...let's not stop our thoughts within ourselves...

I am sure YLTS would luv to know what we feel about this SAGA...

[Aavesh9]

Hi to everyone,

Hope you all have a great weekend, and I tried my level best to post the 'FINALE'. Tanvi's world has been opened. I think we will see ton load of action happening in forthcoming chapters.

A humble request.

Last few chapters were posted per instructions by YLTS to ensure readers gets the full experience within two-three days. For the next one, I will try my best to post within next weekend (work and personal life matters as well).

All the best to everyone.

Please post your thoughts...

Please post your images (if any)...

Please read-enjoy-and return with a contented heart...all the best and be safe!

[giffsmaster_pro]

Hi guys I tried to post image of most beautiful and sexy goddess Tanvi going very hard and absolute nuts on Khurram's Cock!, but got banned by system because it thinks spam. It got lifted somehow, will try to post it again now, if my account showing bann u know why...

[Aavesh9]

Hi guys I tried to post image of most beautiful and sexy goddess Tanvi going very hard and absolute nuts on Khurram's Cock!, but got banned by system because it thinks spam. It got lifted somehow, will try to post it again now, if my account showing bann u know why...

Sorry I don't know if I can do anything from my end. But, dear administrator(s), please allow this user to reply with pics or gifs.

[Nobita]

Finally khurram fucked her  
Now she is going to be gangbang by basti old men

[Nobita]

Amazing update