Misc. Erotica HOT WIFE RICHA

[manigopal]

“Ha saab, ho gaye hum log (We’re done Sir)”, Bablu spoke. Richa couldn’t hear Ranabhir speaking but she sensed that Ranabhir had asked them to wrap up.
 
“Jee saab, haan hum 4 log the….Salim aur Bunty to chale gaye…ye Shukla ruka hai.. (Yes Sir, we were 4 of us. Salim and Bunty have already left, Shukla is around with me)…”Bablu continued.
 
“Jee nahi….Madam theek hai…ekdum taiyyar hai saab….aap chinta mat karo…(No Sir, Maam (Richa) is fine and is absolutely ready (probably for fuck))”, Bablu continued. This literally startled Richa. The rascal watchman after tormenting her for hour, was telling Ranabhir that she is ready for more. But the next words came even more fanatic to her.
 
“Rassi chhod ke….thoda saaf kar ke rakhe kya? (Should we untie and clean her for you?)”, Bablu asked. Richa was somewhat annoyed at being treated like object but chose to remain quiet. She could see what Ranabhir had made of her within a day’s time when she heard Bablu completing the sentence with a smile.
 
“Jee nahi saab….jaise aap ki marzi…aap khud hi aapkar dekh lijiye …(No Sir. Absolutely your wish. You can watch yourself once you’re here)”. Bablu responded while disconnecting the phone.
 
Richa remained there quiet while Bablu waited for Ranabhir to return. Shukla was also quiet but couldn’t control touching her breasts in between. Richa was beyond any resistance and was just thinking of what else she was going to go through before she would be dropped home. It wasn’t long before Ranabhir showed up along with Samir and Shivani. “Holy shit, they’ve made a mess of her, Ranabhir (Yaar Ranabhir…inho ne to waat lagayi hai yaar Richa ki)”, Samir exclaimed as they enter the house. Shivani laughed at her. “Looks like testing time with dirty men, huh?” she smiled as she passed by her. Ranabhir made himself comfortable and was sipping coke from a bottle. He had a good look of Richa but didn’t comment anything while she was dying to hear his response. Her eyes were totally focused on him through all the struggle. Shukla and Bablu were standing in front of him while Samir and Shivani threw themselves into the chair and sofa. Ranabhir looked at Richa for a brief moment; Richa's eyes almost instantly lowered as he glared. Finally he broke the silence, “Clean her up! She looks tired. (Usse saaf kar lo, bahot thak gayi hai wo)”. Richa absolutely felt her worth as he heard those words. She couldn’t help but smile and felt content as if she cleared the test that Ranabhir was subjecting her to.
 
Richa was relieved to hear that and was now hoping that someone would free her up and allow her to take a much needed bath. Seeing no movement from Samir and Shivani, Shukla decided to seize the moment. “Hum log inko bathroom leke chale, saab? (Sir, should we take her to bathroom?)”, Shukla asked Ranabhir. “Saala, mann nahi bhara kya abhi bhi? (Rascal… aren’t you content yet?)”, Ranabhir spoke with a mischievous smile. “Theek hai….kaar le thode aur maze….par bahot jaada time nahi lena! (Go ahead, enjoy some more time. But don’t take too long!)”, responded Ranabhir. It brought a wide smile on Shukla’s face while even Shivani and Samir smiled. Richa didn’t look too amused; she was hoping to be alone for some time or at the least with Shivani or Samir. But as always, it didn’t really matter what she hoped or wished for.
 
Shukla instantly went behind her and untied her while Bablu joined him to help. Shukla held her tightly from behind and they moved to bathroom. Richa had troubles walking but she didn’t really need as much support as Shukla was providing. The rascal, in the process, was naturally playing with her breasts which didn’t go unnoticed. The house had a nicely done and spacious bathroom with a bath tub inside. Richa had a strong urge to pee as it had been quite some time. “Kya aap log please bahar ruk sakte hai? Mein bahot jald naha leti hoon! (Could you please wait outside? I will take a very quick bath!)”, my poor wife requested her men. Off course there was no way she could mention that she wanted to pee. “Nahi! Hum log aap ko nahayenge! (No! we will bathe you ourselves!)”, replied Shukla almost instantly. Richa was now really annoyed as she desperately wanted to pee but she knew Ranabhir had allowed them to help her so she had to keep her composure. But she wasn’t going to give up her modesty so quickly.
 
“Jee, aap ne muze yaha tak help kiya, uske liye dhanyawaad! Kya mein thodi der khud aapne aap ko saaf kar lu? Aap please tab tak bahar intezaar kijiye na! fir mein aap ko wapas andaar bulati hoon! (Thanks to you guys for helping me until here! can I now quickly clean myself? Please can you wait outside until then? I will again call you inside if you want!)”, Richa was now literally pleading them to go out and even offering them her body for some more time if they agreed.
 
“Hamare pas bahot jada time nahi! Aap jaldi se start kijiye! Hum kahi nahi jaa rahe hai! (We don’t have a lot of time! Please start soon! We are not going anywhere!)”, came Bablu’s stern voice as Shukla quickly twisted her breasts hard showing her their supremacy for the instance. Richa had nothing more to argue but she wasn’t yet comfortable to sit on the toilet and pee right in front of them. “Chal yaar mein ek aur baar thok leta hoon jaldi se (Comon man! Let me screw her one more time!)”, announced Bablu, seeing no movement from Richa's side. He even dragged Richa to the edge of the bath tub and dropped his clothes. Richa was now almost on the edge and would let her bladders go off anytime. When she saw Bablu getting ready in hurry, she couldn’t hold back and whispered, “muze pahle toilet karne do, please! (Please allow me to pee first)”. It was probably too embarrassing thing to speak for her. She couldn’t even look towards them, she was totally mortified. Shukla wasn’t going to slip the opportunity to humiliate her and this time even Bablu seemed excited.
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Hamare pas bahot jada time nahi! Aap jaldi se start kijiye! Hum kahi nahi jaa rahe hai! (We don’t have a lot of time! Please start soon! We are not going anywhere!)”, came Bablu’s stern voice as Shukla quickly twisted her breasts hard showing her their supremacy for the instance. Richa had nothing more to argue but she wasn’t yet comfortable to sit on the toilet and pee right in front of them. “Chal yaar mein ek aur baar thok leta hoon jaldi se (Comon man! Let me screw her one more time!)”, announced Bablu, seeing no movement from Richa's side. He even dragged Richa to the edge of the bath tub and dropped his clothes. Richa was now almost on the edge and would let her bladders go off anytime. When she saw Bablu getting ready in hurry to screw her one more time, she couldn’t hold back and whispered, “muze pahle toilet karne do, please! (Please allow me to pee first)”. It was probably too embarrassing thing to speak for her. She couldn’t even look towards them, she was totally mortified. Shukla wasn’t going to slip the opportunity to humiliate her and this time even Bablu seemed excited.
 
“Chalo baitho idhar hamare saamne! (Come, sit over here in front of us!)”, came Shukla’s immediately response as he pointed Richa to the toilet seat while he and Bablu went on their knees to adjust their faces right in front her. They wanted her to see them in the eyes while she was using the toilet. They seemed too excited about it as Bablu almost pulled Richa in and made her adjust herself on the toilet seat. Guys, believe me that was the peak of humiliation for her or for that matter any woman. Richa was asked to use the toilet while facing some stranger men and looking into their eyes. She was completely broken down and tried to cover her face. But Shukla and Bablu didn’t allow her and pulled her chin up so that they could look into her eyes. They had the victorious smile and gaze while Richa was beaten, degraded and humiliated beyond comparison. Her body obviously betrayed her as she couldn’t hold any longer and started urinating. The sound of her urine hitting the pot was joined by the laughter of Shukla and Bablu. They managed to thoroughly humiliate her by making lewd noises as her facial expressions changed naturally during the process of urination. When she was done, there was no resistance left, even the last piece of self-respect was destroyed.

[manigopal]

As she got up and flushed the toilet, Shukla remained on his knees watching her dripping pussy from close range. Bablu was probably too excited by then and started kissing her lips while his hands began mauling her tits. For a minute Richa just stood there as Bablu continued kissing and pinching while Shukla started entering his fingers in her pussy. “Saaali…isko 24 ghante chodnaa chiahiye yaar…. Itni badi raand hai ye! (She is such a slut, Man….she needs to be banged round a clock)”, Bablu suddenly vented out his aggression. Shukla agreed at once and suddenly Richa received a few very hard slaps across her chest and bums. She almost cried out in pain but didn’t shout or tried to protest. That somehow frustrated them. “Saali kisi bhi cheej se mana nahi karti… chal iske mooh mein mut lete hai! (Damn, the slut doesn’t protest at anything. Let’s see if she can take our urine in her mouth)” Shukla questioned equally aggressively. Richa heard them clearly but she was too broken down to protest. Bablu threw her over the edge of bath tub and slapped her real hard on her buttocks while Shukla suddenly pushed her towards him and threw her again on the toilet seat. He adjusted Richa such that her face was right above the toilet and started urinating on her face. Shukla joined too and Richa wasn’t spared from drinking traces of their urine. As if it wasn’t enough, Bablu again placed her on the edge and started banging her hard while Shukla pushed his member deep into her mouth. It was raw and ruthless and shear lust and animalistic instincts. Shivani pushed the door open just as they were reaching the climax.
 
“Abhi bhi chudwa rahi hai? (Still getting banged you slut?)”, Shivani exclaimed quite loudly.
 
It brought attention of Samir and Ranabhir who quickly rushed towards the bathroom. Shukla and Bablu were somewhat scared and discharged in hurry inside Richa and got dressed at once. Ranabhir indicated Shukla and Bablu to leave and they acknowledged almost instantly thanking Ranabhir whole hearted. Richa was lying by the tub but she got up quickly and stood in front of Ranabhir with her head down.
 
“Clean her up, Shivani! She needs a break!”, Ranabhir commanded.
 
Richa was indeed weak by then but she moved into the tub and started the shower. She didn’t ask anyone to move out and they continued to witness her bathing. It was quite a site to watch! Richa's shapely body was wet and water was flowing down from head to toe. No wonder there were nervous movements as Samir and even Ranabhir had to adjust their pants. Richa wasn’t aware of it as she continued applying liquid soap on her face, upper half and legs. It is when she was going to reach between legs, she looked at the trio standing there. This time she didn’t even attempt to request them to move out. Instead she opened her legs quietly and started cleaning her messed up cunt. It was indeed overworked since morning but Richa knew the work wasn’t done yet. She looked over to Ranabhir and Samir when she cleaned herself. Seeing no advances, she continued cleaning her body and felt somewhat relaxed under the warm water. Watching her from behind was a treat too and Ranabhir couldn’t stand it longer. He dropped his clothes and quietly moved into the shower behind Richa. He suddenly pulled her closer. Before Richa could even react, he locked his lips on her and his hands kneading her breasts. Richa needed no explanation, she had been under this guy’s influence since 48 hours and she had no business interrupting him from using her.
 
Ranabhir turned her around and made her bent at her waist. Richa followed by holding the edge of tub with her hands and leaving her butts at Ranabhir’s mercy. At once, there were some strong slaps on her butt cheeks and rough hair pulling. He then lifted her by holding her thighs and adjusted her height such that his member was ready to invade from behind. He spread Richa's legs wide such that she was now in upside down position holding onto the edge of bathtub firmly. The shower wasn’t turned off and the soap ensured enough lubrication as Ranabhir’s member swiftly disappeared into my wife’s tunnel for Nth number of time. There was absolutely no counting since the previous day; Ranabhir had been using her completely to his wish. His manhood was decent size and was giving enough excitement to Richa, moreover, she was thrilled just to have Ranabhir doing her. He didn’t fail to notice climax after climax she was reaching and her overflowing juices. He was super excited too and was giving her some hardest and longest of the strokes under the shower. He even released her thighs and allowed her to walk on her legs while he leaned over her back and reached out for her breasts. Richa tried hard and managed to stand up by holding to a rod beside and gave him enough room to maul her breasts. Those melons were just so attractive and enticing that no being could really stop himself from giving some bashing to them. Ranabhir was going to be an exception as he twisted them in most devilish ways almost as if plucking those nipples off the base. Richa cried in pain but never used the word “STOP” ever. Ranabhir kept banging her for long 10-15 minutes before emptying his juices inside.
 
He stopped suddenly and instructed Shivani to help Richa wash one more time. Shivani used the jet spree to help Richa as she applied soap. She accidentally put the “Hot” water tap on that resulted in Richa jumping in agony; her skin literally turned reddish with that really hot water. But Shivani adjusted the tap quickly and continued helping Richa finish her bath. Ranabhir had put his clothes back on and moved to the terrace once again along with Samir. Within some 5 minutes, Shivani joined them along with Richa. Yes, Richa was still completely naked but had dried her body with the towel. “Can she wrap the towel around, while she is eating?”, Shivani asked Ranabhir. Richa almost jumped back to bathroom seeing his positive response and came back with the towel wrapped around her chest and womanhood. Shivani offered the pizza pieces to Richa while the others were only having the desserts. Richa was too hungry and exhausted and started eating up really quick. She was indeed overworked and this time they allow her to have proper food and soft drink and a break of 30 minutes. Richa confessed later though that those were the most agonizing 30 minutes of her life. She hardly knew them to strike a conversation, there was nothing else between them except for she was being used by them.
 
He stopped suddenly and instructed Shivani to help Richa wash one more time. Shivani used the jet spree to help Richa as she applied soap. She accidentally put the “Hot” water tap on that resulted in Richa jumping in agony; her skin literally turned reddish with that really hot water. But Shivani adjusted the tap quickly and continued helping Richa finish her bath. Ranabhir had put his clothes back on and moved to the terrace once again along with Samir. Within some 5 minutes, Shivani joined them along with Richa. Yes, Richa was still completely naked but had dried her body with the towel. “Can she wrap the towel around, while she is eating?”, Shivani asked Ranabhir. Richa almost jumped back to bathroom seeing his positive response and came back with the towel wrapped around her chest and womanhood. Shivani offered the pizza pieces to Richa while the others were only having the desserts. Richa was too hungry and exhausted and started eating up really quick. She was indeed overworked and this time they allow her to have proper food and soft drink and a break of 30 minutes. Richa confessed later though that those were the most agonizing 30 minutes of her life. She hardly knew them to strike a conversation, there was nothing else between them except for she was being used by them.
 
“Where are my clothes? And how can I get back to home from here?”, Richa asked Ranabhir in a timid voice as she looked through her cell phone and saw couple of messages from me. I wasn’t aware of where she was but just wanted her to be safe. She responded back that she was alright and would be home before late evening. “Don’t worry! We will drop you back and your clothes would be returned prior to leaving”, Ranabhir replied to her. Richa nodded in acknowledgment and thanked him. She so much wanted to ask if they were planning on anything more or she would get to leave but didn’t dare. As she waited for few more minutes (which appeared to her like long hours), she saw Ranabhir making some gestures to Shivani, he was probably calling her. Shivani acknowledged quickly and pushed herself into Ranabhir’s laps. “Were they lovers? Or was Shivani Samir’s girl or were they just friend or sex buddies?”, Richa's mind started thinking through all combinations when she saw Ranabhir giving light pecks on Shivani’s cheeks. The way Shivani put her hands around his head, it appeared she was his girl. “But then why would she let Ranabhir do those nasty things to me?” Richa's thinking didn’t stop.

[manigopal]

Just then she saw Ranabhir picking Shivani up in his arms and moving to bedroom. That made it clear but before she could apprehend the fact, Samir jumped on her. Surprisingly he didn’t remove the towel but started kissing her passionately. “Is he imagining me as his girl?”, Richa wondered as she allowed his tongue to explore her mouth. Samir was too busy kissing, licking her lips and sucking her tongue. Her freshly washed face was too attractive for him and he was having a fresh go at it. Although Richa was responding and cooperating with Samir, her mind was inside. Was she somewhat jealous that Ranabhir was with another woman? She felt so embarrassed when the thought passed through her mind. He wasn’t even her man, far from it, she was treated as a kept, although somewhat gently and not totally torn. She was nothing other than an object to extract pleasure for him. Richa soon regained her composure and got over the thoughts and continued the job at hand. Samir was licking her ear lobes and slowly moving down to her shoulders and neck. He wasn’t rough and was doing it gently until the towel was removed. A sight of Richa's breasts probably awakened the devil at once. He almost instantly gave a tight bite on them that brought a loud cry from her. But then he was gentle again and continued licking her shoulders, arms, cleavage, her belly and off course the breasts and nipples. He was sucking her masterfully, sucking one breast while pinching gently the other one, sending shivers down her spine. And when he raised her arms to lick underneath, Richa shuddered in ecstasy. She almost pushed him down to her belly and legs. But Samir was a seasoned player too, he soon picked it and came up again to tease her further. He stretched her hands above her head and licked both her underarms passionately. Richa couldn’t help but wrap her legs tightly around Samir’s body to hug him tightly. Samir continued making the passionate lovemaking that was pushing Richa one more time to the edge. He was aware by then that Richa wasn’t going to protest any advances but he was still trying to get her excited and make it nice for her. Richa enjoyed that and offered herself unconditionally.
 
Samir was now upping the tempo gradually. He was teasing her on the underarms, sometimes coming down and giving her gentle bites on her tummy and waist. His hands were pinching her nipples as well as her lower lips, he would sometimes gently scratched her crotch and twist her clit. Amongst all the gentle lovemaking, he was also giving her few slaps on her thighs or lower bums. Richa was literally jumping up and down in excitement and almost giggling with the treatment. Things were really going well for her as Samir had brought her very close to climax but hadn’t even entered her as such. She admitted later that it was one heck of a foreplay she was subjected to. He was just applying correct pressure while biting her ear lobes or breasts or the smooth tummy. His tongue was also exploring the sensitive parts of her lower ears, neck, shoulders and underarms alongside thighs and cleavage and the slaps on her thighs and bums were absolutely erotic by Richa's standards. He had started rubbing her tunnel and was edging close to penetration. Richa was obviously ready and just awaited him to start as she was completely moist. Samir couldn’t hold any longer either and soon pulled his member out to enter my wife for the last time (hopefully) during the day. He was hard and quick. He directly moved into higher gear and started grinding her overworked cunt even harder. Richa's body was gyrating in the rhythm as Samir increased the speed. It was simply amazing how she could continue to have the libido in spite of what had happened to her.
 
While they were making it out, Ranabhir suddenly walked into the room. Samir didn’t notice as he was almost buried in Richa's heavy bosom. But Richa simply couldn’t miss Ranabhir even during all the excitements. She saw Ranabhir rushing towards with his erect member that was probably ready to burst. “Did Shivani not allow him to cum inside?”, Richa wondered thinking how stupid she must be. Nevertheless, Ranabhir walked towards her and without anything being said, Richa opened her mouth to suck her master. Ranabhir was pleased with her effort and started stroking her mouth hard. Samir too was probably alerted by it and started grinding her harder. Richa was being doubled and passion soon turned into lust. All the slapping, pinching and spitting resumed as Richa worked hard to bring both men to climax. “Can you finish him off Richa?”, Shivani asked as she stepped into room adjusting her clothes. “Oh nice! The bitch is already into it!”, she exclaimed when she saw Richa being doubled. It wasn’t long before the men started growling. Ranabhir was first to go off, flooding Richa's mouth and face with his hot jizz. Richa was glad drinking as much she could and tried collecting the remaining into her palms while Samir quietly discharged insider her tunnel. He kept grinding few more minutes before pulling out. Both men spitted on her before going to clean themselves, while Richa kept lying there few extra minutes. “Jawani mein randi ka kaam karti thi kya? (Did you work as prostitute during youth?)”, asked Shivani to humiliate her further. Richa didn’t answer instead welcomed the huge globe of saliva from Shivani. It was probably their way of showing supremacy and Richa was content to be the slave of them.
 
Both men spitted on her before going to clean themselves, while Richa kept lying there few extra minutes. “Jawani mein randi ka kaam karti thi kya? (Did you work as prostitute during youth?)”, asked Shivani to humiliate her further. Richa didn’t answer instead welcomed the huge globe of saliva from Shivani. It was probably their way of showing supremacy and Richa was content to be the slave of them.
 
Samir and Ranabhir were soon back to the room and were putting on the clothes. So Richa sensed the time was up. She got up and looked around seeking permission to clean herself. Shivani escorted her again and ensured it was quick. Richa was soon out again almost naked with the towel giving her some modesty while the men were dressed up. She waited there not knowing what to do or how to ask for clothes while Shivani went to the room to put on her decent clothes. Richa saw Ranabhir talking to someone on phone. She couldn’t realize what he was talking as he had stepped into balcony but heard him saying at the end that he would be there (at the man’s place) within an hour. She felt better hearing that as she could then get home and relax for some time before me showing up. “Mere kapde? (My clothes?)”, Richa asked Shivani quietly when she came out of the room. “Ye lo (Take this)”, Shivani responded by throwing a very short pant and small top to her. Richa was scared to check them. It was a very short pant that could probably stretch only up to her upper thighs and the shirt just meeting the waistline of the pant. “I can’t get back to my house wearing these”, Richa protested firmly. Both Samir and Shivani laughed. “Nangi chalegi kya fir? (Will you go naked then?)”, Samir asked sarcastically. Richa wasn’t too amused and remained firm and refused to put on those short clothes. “Ranabhir ne bola hai! (Ranabhir has asked for them!)”, Shivani told Richa. A few quiet seconds passed as Richa couldn’t dare to oppose Ranabhir, everyone knew by then. But my wife, she remained defiant this time. “Nahi, please, kya mein unse baat kar saakti hoon?(Can I please talk to Ranabhir?)”, requested my wife.

[manigopal]

“Put them on! We need to leave in next 10 minutes!” came the stern voice. Ranabhir probably heard their conversation.
 
Richa was soon into that short pant and the shirt. There was no bra and panty inside and she was forced to keep the upper button open showing her cleavage. They were probably ready to leave. “May I please take my clothes back?”, Richa pleaded Ranabhir last time. “Sure!”, Shivani smiled and handed over a carry bag with her dress, phone and atm card in it. Richa was somewhat relived to see the bag and started moving out. She wasn’t comfortable but seeing no option started walking behind Shivani. Samir kept playing with her body in between but she didn’t bother it that much. When they reached ground floor, they were greeted by Bunty and Salim. Both the men ogled at Richa from close range and saluted Ranabhir. As they walked through the premises, she noticed gazes from some elderly men sitting on benches until they reached security room. Bablu and Shukla quickly stood up seeing Ranabhir. Even their fellow men (2 of them) stood up and greeted Ranabhir and Samir. Shukla even quickly placed his hand on Richa's thighs and caressed but moved back when noticed by Samir. She could see the pain in the other two men’s eyes at missing out the opportunity of banging her. “Agli baar, ye dono ko pahle bhejna! (Next time, these two get the first tunr!)”, Ranabhir joked around indicating that they will not be left out. Everyone except Richa burst into laughter, she managed to stare at the two men who would bang her next time, one slightly older guy and other young man but surprisingly both much cleaner than Bablu and Shukla.
 
They moved into Samir’s car. Ranabhir got in the front while Samir was driving and Shivani and Richa occupied the back seat. It was a cool luxury sedan and they were soon off to main road. There wasn’t much talking except few small talks between Samir and Ranabhir about some football matches. Shivani was busy with her smartphone most of the time. Within 20-25 minutes, he stopped at another residential complex. Ranabhir instructed Samir to drop Shivani at her place and asked Richa to get down with him. She didn’t know the place well but didn’t protest and got down from the car with the carry bag in her hand. “Good luck babe!”, Shivani spoke as their car disappeared. Richa was nervous but started walking beside Ranabhir as they quickly got into one of the buildings. The security men were graced to witness her body but luckily they were not Ranabhir’s friends. They soon moved into elevator and were on 5th floor in front of a door that read “Mr. Patil”. Richa was too nervous and almost shivering as she stood behind Ranabhir when the ringed the bell. The door was opened almost instantly by a 50+ guy wearing a lungi and showing off his hairy torso. He greeted Ranabhir but his eyes were searching for her. Richa realized soon that Ranabhir had probably already informed the man about her. That proved to be true as Ranabhir pulled her in front and offered to Mr. Patil (Patil saab as he would call him).
 
 
"Good luck babe!”, Shivani spoke as their car disappeared. Richa was nervous but started walking beside Ranabhir as they quickly got into one of the buildings. The security men were graced to witness her body but luckily they were not Ranabhir’s friends. They soon moved into elevator and were on 5th floor in front of a door that read “Mr. Patil”. Richa was too nervous and almost shivering as she stood behind Ranabhir when he ringed the bell. The door was opened almost instantly by a 50+ guy wearing a lungi and nothing to cover his hairy torso. He greeted Ranabhir but his eyes were searching for her. Richa realized soon that Ranabhir had probably already informed the man about her. That proved to be true as Ranabhir pulled her in front and offered to Mr. Patil (Patil saab as he would call him).
 
Richa could notice that Mr. Patil was probably staying there with his family as she could see a picture of their family under the television set. He seemed to be a rich guy as the house was nicely decorated and also by looking at number of gold chains and rings he was wearing. “Kahan se nikala ya maal? (Where did you find this hot woman?)”, Mr Patil asked Ranabhir as he came and sat beside Richa. He seemed quite shameless man as he almost instantly grabbed her on her back and started kissing her. Richa was really uncomfortable with him. He was quite an unattractive man, short in height, with a belly and terribly hairy and he seemed quite desperate to bang her. Ranabhir gave him some information about Richa that excited him further as he pulled her closer to her and hugged her hard. He was trying to kiss her but Richa was backing off. “Richa! Just be well with him!”, Ranabhir commanded seeing too much of resistance from her. And that as always did the trick. Mr. Patil soon walked with Richa into bedroom.
 
Mr. Patil was far from romantic or caring and he didn’t spend any time in foreplay. He simply removed her shirt and pant, gave her some good slaps on the bums and buried his face into her breasts. There were already some byte marks but he ensured his teeth were printed too. Richa moaned in pain and discomfort but it didn’t matter. He sucked her tongue, kissed her deep and then moved to her belly. He enjoyed playing around her waist and naval and even gave her few bytes there before reaching her clit. The surprise for her was that this guy was giving her oral pleasure. He was biting and pinching her clit and cunt lips alternately making her soon jump into excitement. But inside 15 minute, this man had his dick buried into my wife and banging her in his bedroom. While he wasn’t the strongest, it gave some good workout to Richa's cunt. And when she wasn’t expecting him to pull out, he actually did and showered his cum on her face. He then pushed his member in her mouth and made her lick him. While she was cleaning him, she saw Ranabhir standing in the room and keeping an eye on her. Mr. Patil was least bothered of his presence, indicating it was a routine affair. He was done within 30 minutes of entering the house and that somehow relieved Richa as she was desperate to get home.
 
Richa wasn’t too sure of where the bathroom was so she just sat on the bed waiting for Mr. Patil or Ranabhir to return to the room. She thought she was done with the job and could leave from there. But Mr. Patil was back soon and he was still naked. He asked Richa to proceed to bathroom with him. Ranabhir followed them too. Richa didn’t notice the chocolate cream bottle that he was carrying in his hand until she stepped in. It almost instantly reminded her the incidence she had with Mr. Naidu, one of our neighboring elderly person. She decided to keep calm and face what was in store as Ranabhir was watching her from close range.
 
Mr. Patil made her sat on the edge of the bath rub and squeezed some cream on his fingers. He then took those fingers to Richa's face and asked her to lick. Wow, it tasted good! Richa didn’t protest and started licking his fingers seductively. Mr. Patil liked her actions and rewarded her with slap on her bum. He then slowly moved into the tub with her. The cream was soon spread on his arms and then gradually to his chest. Richa did her best to lick it off his skin through the hairy mess. The guy was definitely kinky and it somehow excited Richa. She was quite responsive in licking his body parts as he sprayed the cream on his shoulders, chest, belly and even his thighs. He even took some in his mouth, mixed it with his saliva and spitted into Richa's mouth. And to his surprise Richa didn’t let even a drop to waste. He was convinced with Ranabhir’s selection for him but decided to tease Richa further.
 
When he realized Richa was under control, he started being nasty. He spat a lot of cream from his mouth into her. But later on, he spat it on the bathroom floor instead of directly spitting into Richa's mouth. To his amazement, Richa needed no force as she bent down and licked that cream off the floor. He went even further and threw some in the toilet and even then Richa obliged licking the cream off the toilet seat and pot. Richa confessed later that she even she didn’t realize how she agreed for as it could have been unhygienic. She probably wanted to prove that Ranabhir’s choice was not incorrect. The nasty things ended soon after she licked off the cream from his member. He took a quick shower and stepped out to thank Ranabhir. Richa too took a quick shower and moved out to the room where they were.

[manigopal]

“Clean the bathroom, take a shower and then put on your morning clothes!”, Ranabhir commanded Richa. She nodded quickly and disappeared into the bedroom while they continued having a drink together.
 
My educated and well to do wife was asked to clean the bathroom floor at some stranger’s house right after she was screwed there. It was just too much to handle. But Richa didn’t protest and was happy cleaning the floor in that house. She was done in 10 minutes and then took a clean shower and put on her clothes. She was relived a bit thinking she was hopefully going home. And she was right. Mr. Patil thanked her and Ranabhir and Richa left their house inside 2 hours mark. “Enough for today! I need to go somewhere. I will drop you at an ATM. Withdraw some money and take a rikshaw to go home”, he told Richa. There was no questioning again. They got into an auto and he soon dropped her nearby the ATM. No words were exchanged in the vehicle and he just waived “Bye” as she got down. He went away in a flash.
 
Richa walked slowly to the ATM and withdrew required money. She knew she was about 12-14 kms away from her home. She jumped into the rikshaw and started checking her phone. She responded to the multiple missed calls, texts and other messages including me. “Reaching home in 30 minutes but I am very tired. Could you please get some food while returning?”, she messaged me. I obliged instantly as I was so eager to hear the whole story. She had slept for long 2-3 hours when I showed up. I gave her a quick bath (while sensing the bite marks and other signs) and then we finished the dinner soon. As we were cuddling on our bed, she described to me all the incidents she went through. Believe me, she didn’t sleep until she told me everything and also asked me if I wanted to do anythingJ. But I played a caring hubby and asked to take rest quite late into the 2nd day. What a day she had!
 
 
Writing after a long duration! Hope everyone's having a good time. Back with Richa one more time!!
 
This happened a day prior to new year. We were not having any grand celebrations plan as I had too much of work to cover over that week. We were just planning to go to a resort nearby where they had dinner and DJ planned. Richa wasn't too happy but she was aware of my work pressure and uncertainty on whether we would be really able to go or not, so she agreed. So I had gone to office that day quite early and Richa too left around 9am. It was a routine day as we had couple of calls and exchange of messages where she was specifically interested in knowing if I would get free tomorrow or not. And I wasn't any nice to her until late afternoon. She received a call from Ranabhir at around 4pm. Now, his calls really makes her nervous! She almost instantly stepped out of her work area and rushed to break out so she could speak to him. She knew he doesn't like waiting a lot so she answered the call as she walked over.
 
Ranabhir: What time are you leaving home today? Need 2-3 hours this evening.
 
Richa: Hello..umm...nothing planned...maybe will leave around 6pm. Why?
 
Ranabhir: Good! Tell your hubby you will reach home around 9 and leave the office at 5pm. I will pick you up.
 
Before Richa could say a word, the phone was disconnected. She felt very annoyed for a second, but only for a second, the next moment her mind was in a trance. She knew there was no option of calling back and negotiate with Ranabhir, he could convince her for almost everything. Part of her was already thrilled as she wanted something interesting in the last two days of the year and I wasn't any supportive in that. Without spending a moment, she rushed to her desk and started wrapping up her work. She didn't bother to call me but just sent a message that she would be reaching home late as she is going out with a friend. I was quite occupied to call back or inquire either. So I just responded her to be safe. The hour went past quite quickly for her as she finished her work and rushed to toilet to get ready to leave with the devil. She was in a simple kurta and leggins with inner inside. She wasn't too sure about how Ranabhir would respond to it but hardly had any option. She didn't have to think a lot as Ranabhir had reached her office and sent her a text to come down. Richa responded positive and started rushing down. She wasn't told where they were heading; she had a few nervous moments as the elevator reached the last floor and she stepped out. Ranabhir was in the driver seat in his car. She opened the door and loaded herself in the front seat besides him.
 
"Hey..thanks for coming! Mr. Patil has asked for you (Patil saab ne bulaya hai tuze)!", he declared almost instantly as he groped her breasts right in front of her own office. She didn’t react but just tried to cover the view. After all she didn’t want to be seen treated that way in front of her office staff. But Ranabhir was least bothered as he moved closer to her trying to kiss and press her boobs harder. Richa was in really awkward position but could hardly do anything to stop him as he rolled her dress over and loosened her bra. He pinched her nipples hard, really hard until she screamed and then regained his position instantly. Richa hurriedly covered herself and assumed her position. Ranabhir started the ignition and the car gained momentum quickly. It was close to rush traffic hours but the roads were comparatively less crowded with vehicles. Ranabhir didn’t say a word or touched her but just kept driving.
 
“So where are we going?”, Richa asked to break the frightening silence.
 
“Mr. Patil's house (Patil saab ke ghar)”, was the only reply from Ranabhir. Richa was irritated, she wanted to know the details but he didn’t provide any. She so much wanted to ask as to who were coming and was he going to stay or will he just drop her there. What did Patil saab really want? But there was no way to get those answers. She knew Ranabhir didn’t like being questions a lot.
 
“Is Mr. Patil home today? (Patil saab aaj ghar pe hain kaam pe nahi?)”, she tried to ask something to break the silence.
 
"Yes, (haan)", was the only reply from Ranabhir. It frustrated her further but she remained quiet. She spent some time watching the traffic and how Ranabhir was smartly maneuvering his vehicle through it. As they were reaching his house, she was becoming somewhat nervous.
 
"Would you be aorund? (Aap rukne wale hai kya?)", she asked Ranabhir. He didn't answer instantly. When they stopped at a signal, he pulled her closer violently and spitted on her face.
 
"Don't ask too many questions. I will pick you up around 8 and drop you home. Do you understand? (Bahot sawal mat puchho. Mein tumhe 8 baje yaahse ghar tak chhod dunga)", Ranabhir spoke dominantly. My poor wife, she licked the saliva off her face and nodded in agreement. So she was going to be alone with Mr Patil for more than 2 hours. She knew it would be some sex along with kinky things like he did last time around. She was preparing herself mentally. They were few kilimeters away from his home when Ranabhir stopped at another signal. This time he simply pushed his hand inside and kneaded her breasts hard. Richa instantly contracted her body in pain but remained relatively quiet. She could see the guy on the bike next to their car watching with wide eyes the action. He sure seemed excited and kept staring at her even when the car started. They soon reached the complex and the apartment where Mr Patil lived. Ranabhir unlocked the car and indicated Richa to step out.
 
"I don't want to hear any complaints! Make sure he is happy! (Muze koi shikayat nahi ani chahiye! Patil saab ko khush rakhna hai, samazi na?)", Ranabhir spoke as Richa was stepping out. She nodded in agreement and walked towards the apartment lobby. The watchman didn't recognize her and called up the intercom to confirm letting her go. She had butterflies in her stomach as she reached the floor and was about to ring the bell. For a moment, she felt like running away but then she told herself that Ranabhir wanted this and proceeded with the plan.
 
"Tringggggggggg", Richa ranged the doorbell.

[manigopal]

"I don't want to hear any complaints! Make sure he is happy! (Muze koi shikayat nahi ani chahiye! Patil saab ko khush rakhna hai, samazi na?)", Ranabhir spoke as Richa was stepping out. She nodded in agreement and walked towards the apartment lobby. The watchman didn't recognize her and called up the intercom to confirm letting her go. She had butterflies in her stomach as she reached the floor and was about to ring the bell. For a moment, she felt like running away but then she told herself that Ranabhir wanted this and proceeded with the plan.
 
“Tringgggggg”, Richa ranged the doorbell.
 
The door opened within a minute but what she saw inside literally stunned her. Mr. Patil didn’t open the door, instead there was another man who did and she couldn’t locate Mr. Patil inside the room when she glanced. She was least prepared for this and didn’t know how to react. Her nervousness was visible on her face and her body gesture, she was about to turn back and run away.
 
“Bola, kon pahije? (Yes? who do you want to meet?)”, the man at the door asked her.
 
“Patil saab (Mr. Patil)”, my wife barely managed to speak.
 
“Kya kaam hai? (What do you want?)”, the man asked with relatively calm face.
 
There was no way Richa could answer that question honestly. She was made to visit a man who she hardly knew anything about. The meeting was set up by another stranger man who didn’t tell her anything than indicating she was going to be screwed there. But she had found herself in front of another man who was asking her the purpose of her visit. Richa knew she was in difficult position but she took a deep breath and then spoke.
 
“Patil saab ne muze ghar bulaya tha! Unka kuch kaam tha. Ranabhir sir ne muze aisa message diya (Mr. Patil wanted me to visit his home. Mr. Ranabhir Sir told me to visit his place), she spoke calmly.
 
“Agar wo ghar pe nahi hai to mein baad mein ati hoon (If he is not home, I will come later)”, Richa continued and pulled out her phone to call Ranabhir and tell him about this.
 
“Ek minute! Aap baitho idhar, mein call karta hoon unko! (Please wait here, I will call Mr. Patil to check)”, the man said while pointing to a chair near his door. Richa waited there just stepping inside but the door was still open. The man already called Mr. Patil from his cell phone and spoke something in a softer tone. Richa could see the devilish smile appearing on his face and she got worried for a moment.
 
The man proved her fear to be true as he quickly disconnected the phone and moved towards Richa. He put his hand around her and dragged her inside to close the door. Her nervousness only increased when she saw another man stepping out from inside into the living room but Mr. Patil was still not to be seen. Richa was almost shivering when the man (Mr. Tawde as he was introduced later) came forward and grabbed her. He didn’t bother for even a “high or hello” and got into kissing Richa's face straight away. Although this was more convenient for Richa instead of having that uncomfortable conversation, she was relatively worried of what Ranabhir was turning her into. She was asked by Ranabhir to entertain his friend and instead she was being taken up by that person’s unknown friends. Before Richa could conclude her thinking though, her mouth was spread open by Tawde ji and he started sucking her tongue while Rathod ji (the other man) got busy into pressing her assets downwards. As with most of the other men, Tawde and Rathod were excited to have someone as beautiful and well-endowed liked Richa to have under them. It was quite visible in the first 5 minutes when they were very untidy with her. She was pulled and stretched, mauled and groped, kissed and licked, basically manhandled. She didn’t react but was definitely uncomfortable especially with the way her dressed was pulled off. She had nothing spare with her and she couldn’t offer to undress herself, so she could only pray that they don’t tear her clothes off. And it seems it was heard; as the doorbell rang. She quickly adjusted her clothes before Tawde ji opened the door.
 
“Ajun chalu nahi zalat tumhi? Kapde pan nahi kadhlet? (How come you haven’t yet started enjoying her body? She is still not naked)”, Patil saab enquired as he entered the house staring at Richa. It didn’t amaze her as she knew what was in store for her. She just wanted it to get over in time and without much damage. The trio burst into laughter as Mr. Patil settled in while Rathod ji moved back close to Richa. He stretched her arms up and started removing her kurta. Richa didn’t protest and was semi naked in front of 3 strangers one more time as he quickly unhooked her bra and pulled her closer. He quickly engrossed in sucking her big melons that were totally exposed. It must have driven him wild as he quickly got into sucking and biting her nipples and kneading her other breast with his hand while his other palm was stretching her mouth open. There was so much force that she couldn’t stand and fell down on sofa. Rathod ji followed her all over destroying her breasts completely. Richa was definitely in pain but couldn’t even moan with his palm stuffing her mouth. Her eyes were pleading but no one bothered to look at her. Mr. Patil quickly changed into a short pant and joined his friends outside while Tawde ji was waiting for him to join.
 
“Kuthe shodhlis re? ekdum piklela maal ahe! (Where did you find her man? Classy ripped babe!)”, Tawde ji exclaimed to his friend. “Arey tya Ranabhir chya olkhichi ahe, tyane ch anli mazya kade gelya veli. solid maal ahe zavayla! (Ranabhir knows her. he brought her here. Believe me she is a treat to screw!)”, Mr. Patil responded to Tawde ji. They both laughed as Rathod ji nodded in agreement to his comments. Richa could understood their comments but was more worried about the byte marks Rathod ji was leaving in and around her breasts and cleavage. He was tormenting her breasts and Richa didn’t resist thinking it could be too early. It was encouraging him to go harder and she could only hope he melts down. “Ratra bhar ahe ka hee? (Is she going to stay whole night?)”, asked Tawde ji. “Thevun ghe re ek ratra tari! (Man, please make her stay atleast a night!)”, responded Rathod ji in between all the kissing and biting. Mr. Patil smiled knowing that his friends were quite pleased with Richa's body. “Aan jara tila ikde, vicharu ya tila ch! (Bring her here; let us ask her if she can stay!)”, exclaimed Mr. Patil to his friends. Mr. Rathod quickly acknowledged and dragged Richa over to sofa where Mr. Patil and Mr. Tawde were sitting. She was first passed to Mr. Tawde who gave her a byte just around her waist before passing over to Mr. Patil. “Kadh …chaddi kadh tichi! (Pull her salwars down man!)”, Mr. Patil asked his friend and passed Richa back to him. Tawdeji didn’t waste a minute and untied her salwar first. Richa was now left in the panty only. As soon as her salwar was pulled out, both her butt cheaks were slapped hard. “Hee pan kadhu na? (Shall I take the panty off too?)”, Mr. Tawde asked and quickly pulled her panty down once Mr. Patil nodded. Mr. Tawde was quick to touch her cunt and laughed loudly announcing, “thodi oli ahe re saali…raand ahe pakki! (Damn, she is slight wet guys….no wonder she is a slut!)”. Richa couldn’t help as her body betrayed her.
 
Mr. Patil now proudly pulled her on his lap. He spread her legs around his legs and made her sit down. “Ranabhir mhanala mala….ek number chi raand ahe ti….kahi hi karu shakta tumhi tuchya sobat! (Ranabhir mentioned to me….she is a big time whore….you can do literally anything and she cooperates!)”, he announced.
 
“Aahes na raand? (Aren’t you a big time whore?)”, Mr. Patil this time asked my wife in an authoritive tone. Richa could understand his question but couldn’t answer, instead she just lowered her gaze. This time she got a tight slap across her face by Mr. Patil that made her fumble. Mr. Rathod supported her from falling and when she was stepping up again on Mr. Patil’s lap, she was slapped again on her butts by both Mr. Tawde and Mr. Rathod. She moaned a bit in pain when it was repeated equally hard.

[manigopal]

“Prashna vicharla ki tyache uttar dyayche….samajla ka raand? (When you’re asked a question…you have to provide an answer. Do you understand that, you whore bitch?)”, Mr. Rathod spoke this time trying to establish his authority. When Richa continued looking down, she was slapped one more time by Mr. Rathod. “To kay bol la te kalale ka?(Did you understand what he said?)”, shouted Mr. Tawde. “Marathi kalta ka re bhadvi la? (Does she understand Marathis?)”, Mr. Rathod asked Mr. Patil. No response from her infuriated Mr. Patil further and he unleashed a second strong slap on the other side of her face and asked her, “Bolnar ki nahi?(Won’t you talk?)”.
 
“Haan! (Yes!)”, my wife responded fairly quick this time. They all smiled at this. Richa knew it was just the beginning of her degradation for the reminder of time. But she tried to stay calm and composed to ensure there weren’t any complaints to Ranabhir.
 
“Ata bol….ratra bhar thambnar ka tu? (Tell us if you can stay overnight?)”, asked Mr. Patil.
 
“Nahi...ghar jana hai….Ranabhir Sir ne bola tha ki wo 8:30 baje yahan se pick karenge. (No. I need to go home. Ranabhir Sir said he will pick me up at 8:30)”, my wife answered instantly.
 
“kuthun aliye kuthun hee?(Where does she come from?)”, asked Mr. Rathod.
 
Before Richa could answer, Mr. Patil responded to him. “Ranabhir la bus madhe bhetli ekda. To mhanala ki patkan zavayla tayaar zali. Ani fakta zavat nahi…sagla kahi gupchup karun dete… ek divashi mazya kade gheun ala hota… me zavun ghetla ani nantar gaand vagaire pan chatun ghetli… Aaj mala tiche boche and mummay fodun kadhayche ahet….baghu kiti sahan karte te…. Ranabhir bol la ahe…bindhas foda mhanun. (Ranabhir met her in a bus once while travelling. He said she was an easy prey, agreed to screw easily. He has tried her not just for screwing but a lot of other things too and she cooperates without resistance. When Ranabhir brought her here last time, I first screwed her hard and then had her lick my body, even my asshole and she did well. Today I am going to taste her pain quotient. Ranabhir said I could try anything. I am going to try spanking her bums and breasts.)”. Richa could see both Mr. Tawde and Mr. Rathod was awestruck hearing what Mr. Patil said. But she was more worried knowing his intentions.
 
Mr. Patil continued, “Rahayla….XXXX madhe ahe…ani changli nokri pan ahe…XXXX madhe….mahit nahi kasha kay randi giri karayla tayar zali….Ranabhir la manle pahije! (She stays in XXXX and has a good job too. She work in XXXX company. I wonder how this sluttiness was discovered. Kudos to Ranabhir!),” Richa could understand it but the laughter that followed Mr. Patil’s words humiliated her even further. The conversation and information about my wife’s background probably encounraged the men more.
 
Mr. Tawde pushed the center table beside and dragged Richa down to floor and made her sit on her knees facing him. He had poured some water for himself in a glass that he was sipping. He asked Richa, “Mag…jar Ranabhir mhanala tar ratra bhar rahshil na ithe? (So, if Ranabhir asks you to spend the night here. Would you?)”. Before Richa could react he threw the water from his glass onto her face wildly. It struck Richa hard but she managed to answer, “Nahi Sir, mushkil hai. Maine ghar pe bataya nahi hai. (No sir, it would be difficult as I have informed home that I will return by 9)”. As soon as she finished, Mr. Rathod slapped her bums from behind. “Chup saali! (Shut up you bitch!)”, he shouted in a relatively angrier tone. Richa was really getting worried at this but then she was pulled over by Mr. Patil again. He spitted on face and pulled her closer. He started smothering her face with his saliva and spoke, “Jau de salya no. aaj tumhi patkan zavun ghya ani me zodun ghetto. Mag next time Ranabhir la sangu apan…jar aaj mazaa ali tar!(Come on you rascals. Spare her this time. But never mind… we will still cover your screwing and my spanking. We will ask Ranabhir for longer duration next time….offcourse based on how she performs today!)”.
 
Richa sensed a tough few hours but was much relieved to hear Patil saab.
 
 
Mr. Tawde pushed the center table beside and dragged Richa down to floor and made her sit on her knees facing him. He had poured some water for himself in a glass that he was sipping. He asked Richa, “Mag…jar Ranabhir mhanala tar ratra bhar rahshil na ithe? (So, if Ranabhir asks you to spend the night here. Would you?)”. Before Richa could react he threw the water from his glass onto her face wildly. It struck Richa hard but she managed to answer, “Nahi Sir, mushkil hai. Maine ghar pe bataya nahi hai. (No sir, it would be difficult as I have informed home that I will return by 9)”. As soon as she finished, Mr. Rathod slapped her bums from behind. “Chup saali! (Shut up you bitch!)”, he shouted in a relatively angrier tone. Richa was really getting worried at this but then she was pulled over by Mr. Patil again. He spitted on face and pulled her closer. He started smothering her face with his saliva and spoke, “Jau de salya no. aaj tumhi patkan zavun ghya ani me zodun ghetto. Mag next time Ranabhir la sangu apan…jar aaj mazaa ali tar!(Come on you rascals. Spare her this time. But never mind… we will still cover your screwing and my spanking. We will ask Ranabhir for longer duration next time….offcourse based on how she performs today!)”.
 
Richa sensed a tough few hours but was much relieved to know that she was going home. As she tried to settle in Mr. Patil’s lap, he pressed a finger over her clit and then violently pushed it inside her tunnel followed by 2 more fingers. Richa jerked in pain and tried to hold his neck for support but was quickly slapped hard on her butts by both of the other men. She fumbled and slipped from his lap to the floor. She quickly got on her knees facing Mr. Patil. This time Mr. Tawde pushed his hand between her legs from behind and searched her clit. He tried to pull her towards him by using his finger as a hook pressed into her pussy. Richa moved closer to him to avoid being pulled roughly as he continued exploring her tunnel using his thick finger. He too followed his friend and tried pushing more fingers into her while his other hand kneaded her breasts equally rough. As she struggled through his tormenting, she was quickly passed on to Rathod ji. He pulled her legs in his laps and spread them to expose her womanhood and tried to mimic his friends by playing with her clit and pussy. But then he went a bit further and asked his two friends to spread her legs really wide and started giving some strong slaps on her widely opened love triangle. Richa was almost stretched in 120 degrees with her each leg pulled by Tawde ji and Patil saab and she had to support herself by balancing on her hands while her groin was completely at Mr. Rathod’s mercy. These guys were really testing my wife. Richa shuddered and cried in pain as Rathod ji gave her some really strong slaps on her inner thighs, clit and even pussy lips. He too had his 2-3 fingers enjoying the journey of my wife’s love tunnel. After some long 5-10 minutes, they spared her for couple of minutes to allow her gather herself. Richa quickly tried to soothe herself by giving a quick massage but the pain was quite high.

[manigopal]

Within a matter of minutes, all 3 were ready again. Patil saab asked Richa to move to bed and made her lie on her back with her legs towards the edge. He then mounted on her and adjusted himself around her chest with a wooden ruler in his hand. He also indicated his friends to her exposed tunnel. Mr. Rathod quickly moved ahead and rubbed her clit using his member. Richa realized Rathod ji was going to screw her and was eager to see his member but Patil saab blocked her view. She could see Tawde ji making a move to her face behind Patil saab’s back. He was the first to start. He pushed the thumb of his right leg into Richa's mouth and asked her to lick. At the same time, Patil saab bent her one leg at her tummy to expose her thighs and started his ruler attack. Mr Rathod didn’t want to be left behind and started pushing her member in her too. She was once again attacked by all 3 together. Tawde ji wasn’t too rough but Richa didn’t know if he had washed his legs when she started licking on the fingers of his right leg and then moving to left. He made her lick his entire feet by pushing them deeper. Richa had few yuck moments but she did well. Mr Rathod was just doing alright for her. He had a good member, she sensed, at his age that made multiple rounds into my wife’s torn pussy. He wasn’t particularly rough except for few slaps and Richa was definitely enjoying the action. Mr. Patil was causing all the troubles for her though. He was not only brutal but very unpredictable too. He would target her thigh or bums or even lower leg to use the ruler with a varying power. It appeared as though he was definitely venting out some of his frustration while beating my wife’s legs and thighs. And he didn’t stop there. In some time, he made Richa topple on her stomach and resumed beating her shoulders, arms, back and off course the round and fleshy bums. He was so violent and rough that Rathod and Tawde ji actually stepped away from his hitting range. Richa begged all the while to stop but he paid little attention. He stopped after about 10 minutes of ruthless beating leaving Richa in tears.
 
“Majja ali yaar! Asha sundar bai la fodun kadhayla! (“Awesome! It was wonderful to spank this beautiful lady!”), exclaimed Mr. Patil to his friends. “Zavayla pan majja ali (“Equal fun to screw her too”), Mr Rathod added as they laughed. “Aanga var wal yetil ha…navrya la disel tichya! (“be careful, she will get welts and her hubby might notice it”), Mr Tawde tried to caution his friends.
 
“Yevu det! Aaplyala kay karaychay? Ti ani ticha navra baghtil! Ranabhir ne sangitalay…ktii hi fodla tari chalel….to jugaad karel kahitari! (“How does that matter to us? It’s between her and husband. Besides Ranabhir said she can be spanked fully so I am hoping he will mange it”).
 
Richa couldn’t help but intervene when she heard Mr. Patil speak about Ranabhir’s permission to spank her. “Please aur mat mariye! Scars dikhenge to problem ho jayegi”, pleaded my wife. Mr. Patil burst into laughter hearing her plea but this somehow annoyed Richa and she increased her voice. “Mein aur nahi zel sakti…. Aap ko sex karna hai to karo…nahi to muze jaane do! (“I can’t take this further. If you wish to screw me, do it, otherwise let me leave!”). Richa stammered as she completed the statement. But the damage was already done. There was a flurry of hands slapping her bums or whatever part they could find. Mr. Patil almost kicked her and turned her on the bed to slap her face. Believe me they were some very strong slaps Richa had ever taken. She didn’t react this time as they manhandled her and continued slapping further. She was again thrown around and face slapped by each of them; a lot of spitting on her face accompanied too. Seeing no further resistance, they stopped and Mr. Patil threw Richa's cellphone from her bag to her.
 
“Ranabhir la sang call karun…. Hya lokana mala fatke marayche ahet…. Pan me tayar nahiye…..to jar thik ahe mhanala tar amhi sodto tula….nahitar…..tuzi kahi khair nahi! (Call Ranabhir and tell him these guys want to spank you but you’re not ready to take it. if he agrees then we will stop; otherwise you’re in for some difficult time)”, Mr. Patil instructed her. She was shocked to hear that and worried too. She was very unsure about Ranabhir’s reaction and was scared of the consequences if he would have agreed. Seeing her hesitation Mr. Patil proceeded to call Ranabhir but Richa stopped him. “I am ready. If possible please be sensitive not to leave scars behind”, she spoke instead. She could see the satisfaction and sense of victory in the eyes of all 3 men. She knew she was totally at their mercy but that feeling was exciting her at the same time. There was a momentary silence after which Mr. Tawde pulled her closer and started making love to her while Patil saab and Rathod relaxed beside. Richa was surprised for a moment but soon gave herself to Mr. Tawde. They kissed each other passionately and he licked her breasts and nipples and went down up to her naval. Richa closed her eyes and remained quiet as his tongue went further down and tickled her clit. She jerked at once but regained composure quickly. Tawde ji licked her down nicely and came upward again towards her chest, back, neck and underarms. Richa's body was gyrating in excitement by then and that brought in more attention. Mr. Tawde soon prepared himself to screw my wife and Richa was willingly pulling him closer and guiding him to her tunnel. Mr. Rathod quickly seized the opportunity and went towards her mouth. He sat over her face and started rubbing his cock first. Just when Tawde ji jerked and penetrated her, Rathod ji pushed his ass down on her face and started smothering her. Richa was super excited with foreplay and then the screwing Tawde ji was putting her into. She didn’t protest Rathod ji and started licking his ass cheeks. The feeling was probably too much for Rathod ji as he regained his erection and pushed his hard cock into Richa's mouth. That worked even better for Richa, as she started expertly sucking Rathod ji while Tawde ji was giving her some good hard strokes. In no time, Rathod ji lost his control and cummed hard into her mouth and kept pressing his cock to push the semen down her throat. Richa obliged to his demand while gyrating her pelvis to match Tawde ji’s stokes. She was pleasantly surprised with the change in mood and tried her best to please them. Mr. Tawde too was reaching his climax, he started groaning loudly and gave her some light slaps on her bums which Richa acknowledged with smile. Finally he collapsed on her and emptied loads of his juices into her vagina. Richa was flooded with semen in her mouth and pussy and was shaking in excitement. Mr. Tawde continued to lie on her for few more minutes before rushing to bathroom to clean. Mr. Rathod was relaxing on the chair and Richa noticed Mr. Patil looking at her like a hungry wolf. She decided to make her 3rd man happy too.
 
“Aaeye Patil Saab…mein taiyyar hoon! (Please take me Sir, I am ready!)”, Richa spoke obediently to Mr. Patil as she picked the ruler lying beside and handed to him. He knew she was turned on and would not object to anything and decided to fulfil his desires. “Aaj maza mood thoda vegla ahe…..pan changla ahe ki tu kashasathi hi tayar ahes te! (Today I am for a different taste but glad that you’re ready!)”, Mr. Patil acknowledged Richa's advances and took her to bathroom.

[manigopal]

He was straight into action. He tied Richa's hands above her head to a shower pipe. He brought his instruments – a shoe, ruler and a broom. Richa was little scared but remained calm and followed his instructions. He started by asking her to lift her left leg and targeted her inner thighs with the ruler. He gave her 8-10 strokes together and then waited for her reaction. Richa stumbled in pain and tried to massage her thigh with the other. But then she was asked to raise the other leg and received similar beating. He did around 3 rounds on both her legs before turning her around. It was time for her beautiful and round bums. Richa knew these would be harder and closed her eyes in anticipation. Patil saab didn’t appoint. At the very 4th or 5th stroke, Richa's silence was broken and she cried in pain. But she did well to compose herself quickly. For next 7-8 strokes, she jerked violently each time but didn’t make noise except for slight ooh and aahs. They were joined by Tawde ji and Rathod ji by then who seem impressed with Richa's tolerance to pain. Their remarks fueled Patil saab further and Richa's bum continued to suffer. The next few strokes were not only hardest but also concentrated at same spots and lead to some welts on Richa's beautiful ass. Richa was unable to tolerate the pain and turned around to rub her bums on the bathroom wall. Her tied hands were making her movements difficult and Mr. Patil quickly commanded her to display her bums. He continued with another 10-15 strokes leaving Richa in tears and her bums developing slight welts. Her hands were still tied and she had no option than to turn around and rub them on the wall. As she was doing that, Mr. Patil dropped the ruler and went for the broom.
 
 
Richa was unable to tolerate the pain and turned around to rub her bums on the bathroom wall. Her tied hands were making her movements difficult and Mr. Patil quickly commanded her to display her bums. He continued with another 10-15 strokes leaving Richa in tears and her bums developing slight welts. Her hands were still tied and she had no option than to turn around and rub them on the wall. As she was doing that, Mr. Patil dropped the ruler and went for the broom.
 
Richa waited in agony for his next instruction while still trying to rub her bums on the wall. When she was asked to turn around again, she feared the worst of taking the broom shots on her already paining bums. But Mr. Patil picked her back and shoulders and made her dance in pain in 5-6 shots only. To allow her some time, he went down all the way to her legs and started beating her lower leg. Her thighs and bums were already covered and with those few hard shots on her lower legs, he covered her entire back side. He moved up again and ensured her back and shoulders received some raw hitting of the broom before turning her again to face him. Richa was all tears and pleading him with her eyes but he didn’t care. He went for her tummy with the broom and then picked up the shoe for the final assault –most beautiful part – her breasts. Richa needed no time to figure that out and tried to gather courage to see it through. But it was quite a pain and she couldn’t stop her tears. Mr. Patil didn’t make a fuss of it and concentrated some gentle strokes on her breasts. When he saw her a bit comfortable, he started pulling her breasts by using the nipples and hitting hard from sideways. Richa moaned in pain and that only encouraged him to pull more and hit harder. As he was beating her tits, he also smooched her in between and inserted a finger in her pussy. Richa's body always deceive her in such situations and she was well aware of it.
 
“Saali…marto marto mhanun radte…. pan khalun tar oli ahe….! (Bitch, she keeps complaining about the spanking but enjoys it too… she is all wet!)”, Mr. Patil announced to his friends who passed few more dirty comments about her. But to her agony, it excited her further and Mr. Patil sensed it correctly. He increased his pace and power and used the shoe quite effectively on both her breasts while continuing to kiss and finger her alternatively. Richa's pain was soon turning into excitement and they witnessed it through her moans that were depicting her pleasure.
Finally Mr. Patil was convinced that he had beaten her head to toe. He untied her and bent her at waist to enter. Richa was leaking already and he had no troubles getting in. Richa held on to the pipe and guided his member inside her. She was quite vocal and encouraging him to go harder and Mr. Patil acknowledged. He started pumping her like a piston and also picked up hand slapping her bums. Both Mr. Tawde and Mr. Rathod were awestruck with the way their friend was tormenting this beautiful married lady and how she was responding to it like a perfect bitch. Mr. Patil continued pumping her hard. At one point, Richa couldn’t stand properly and went down on her knees slowly. Mr. Patil followed her and pushed himself on her. Richa adjusted herself by holding on to the toilet seat and Mr. Patil tuned his position from behind. He was definitely having a good time ravaging her in that angle and slapping her butts in rhythm. He was also kneading her breasts and twisting her nipples in between. Richa was tiring but she, as always, did well to match his strokes and ensured no resistance from her part. She would even extend her hand behind and try to pull Mr. Patil closer to herself to encourage him for harder strokes. It went on for over 7-8 minutes; Mr. Patil was driving her crazy with his rhythmic strokes and inconsistent spanking. Richa was leaking juices but he pushed for well over 10 minutes before he started growling. Rathod ji and Tawde saab were still around and were definitely awestruck with what was unfolding. They witnessed his friend emptying his juices very soon into my wife’s tunnel. It was her 3rd in some hours but they were already thinking about one more each.
 
When Mr. Patil emptied his juices inside Richa, he literally collapsed on her pushing her to the floor. Richa took support of the toilet seat but was still being crushed under him. But he soon adjusted and relaxed on the toilet seat. When Richa tried to get up, he pushed her down and slapped her. She didn’t mind it and stayed in the position he wanted. He pulled her face closer and spitted a big globe of saliva on her forehead. She didn’t react and allowed his saliva to flow down her eyes and face cheeks towards her lips. He repeated by opening her mouth and spitting directly inside which Richa gulped down too. “Tumhala thunkaychay ka hichya var?(Do you guys wish to spit on her?)”, he asked his friends but they both denied.
 
“Ghabaru naka… tila kahi problem nahi… infact avadata tila…. Ranabhir cha ti gham chat te… tyacha mut pan pyayliye tee! (Come on, she is used to this….rather she enjoys….she has licked Ranabhir off his sweat…n even drank his pee)”, Mr. Patil broadcasted Richa's adventures to his friends. “Karte ki nahi? (Don’t you?)”, he asked her as he pushed his fingers to twist her clit. Richa jerked as he did that and nodded in affirmation. She saw both Rathod and Patil saab laughing as well. “Goo pan khalla ahes na? “You have tried his shits too?)”, Patil saab questioned her and this time she declined instantly. As they all made fun of her, Patil saab lifted her by pulling her hairs and threw her face into the toilet and flushed. Richa wasn’t offended a lot but he did that so quickly that it startled her. And he didn’t stop there but pulled her again violently and spitted on her face before flushing her mouth again in the toilet. This continued for a couple of minutes when his cell phone rang.

[manigopal]

“Hey Ranabhir! We are having a good time. Does she really need to leave?”, asked Mr. Patil as he answered Ranabhir’s call. They spoke for a minute or so when Mr. Patil informed him about her endeavors and then told him that they would let her be ready by the time he shows up to pick her. Richa was somewhat relieved to hear that and looked up to see if Patil saab was going to stop and allow her to clean and be ready. He instead pulled her closer and hugged her tightly while caressing her butts from behind and also slapping them. “Jaychya adhi chocolate Babluar na? (Won’t you eat chocolate before you leave?)”, he winked and asked Richa. She knew it would be something twisted and that her answering the question didn’t really matter. She just kept quiet as Mr. Patil quickly picked the bottle of chocolate cream from his room and started putting it on his body. He pinched some on his chest and signaled Richa. She jumped onto him and started licking his chest, following by his shoulders and then his thighs. He made her give another choco blow job before going for the real stuff. He sat on the toilet and raised his legs to put some cream on his ass cheeks and hole. Richa just followed the cream on his body and continued to lick. She had already tasted his ass hole last time and it wasn’t much difficult for her this time. She ensured sucking the whole cream as well as pushing her tongue inside his hole to collect the traces. He tried standing and pushing her deeper and smothered her face completely and Richa reciprocated nicely which pleased him a lot.
 
 
She just kept quiet as Mr. Patil quickly picked the bottle of chocolate cream from his room and started putting it on his body. He pinched some on his chest and signaled Richa. She jumped onto him and started licking his chest, following by his shoulders and then his thighs. He made her give another choco blow job before going for the real stuff. He sat on the toilet and raised his legs to put some cream on his ass cheeks and hole. Richa just followed the cream on his body and continued to lick. She had already tasted his ass hole last time and it wasn’t much difficult for her this time. She ensured sucking the whole cream as well as pushing her tongue inside his hole to collect the traces. He tried standing and pushing her deeper and smothered her face completely and Richa reciprocated nicely which pleased him a lot.
 
The live action probably fueled a spark in Tawde ji and Rathod ji. “Me ajun ekda thokto hila! (I am going to screw her one more time!)”, announced Mr. Rathod while Tawde ji went near her and started slapping her face. Richa was tired by then but Tawde saab’s aggression stunned her. He was hitting her really hard and her cheeks were turning reddish. Listening to his friend, Mr. Patil freed up Richa and made space for him to ride her. “Baher gheun ye tila! (Bring her outside!)”, Mr. Rathod asked his friend. Mr. Tawde was first to react and he pulled her really violently. He made a knot around her neck from behind and started slapping her bums like hell. He was really harsh and Richa was jumping up and down in pain. She begged him to stop as it could leave marks on her body but instead he slapped right across her face. “Haraamkhor….. ithe zavtaana kahi vatat nahi….ani marks yetil mhanun ghabarte……kalu tuzya navryala….kasli randiii ahes tu te! (Bitch….you enjoy screwing around here and then worry about the marks…. That’s not fair….let your hubby know about your true colors… he should know what a true slut you’re!)”, Tawde ji spoke as he pulled her with her breasts. Richa struggled and tried to stand herself but he looked set to torment her. Tawde ji kicked her on her butts and then threw her to floor. Richa lost her balance and fell down. He quickly grabbed her one leg and started dragging her out really rough. He kicked her couple of more times as she was dragged outside. When they were outside, he picked her up and threw her on the bed where Rathod ji wanted. Richa didn’t try protesting and took everything in Great Spirit with a small smile on her face.
 
Everyone was turned on with the run of events and Richa's submissiveness. Yes, she barely resisted anything in spite of being beaten really hard. Rathod ji quickly pulled her to the edge of bed and thrusted his member inside. Richa was wet all the while, her juices, other juices and what not. He had no trouble this time too as he started ramming her hole. He too was more aggressive this time around and started pumping her real hard. Richa tried to match his aggression but was struggling to cope up with him and Tawde ji tormenting her together. Tawde saab was not left behind either. He seemed to have other ideas to exploit her. he started by pushing his fingers in her mouth and gradually the whole fist. He was stretching her mouth wide while Rathod ji continued banging her hard. Tawde ji would also subject her to some hard pinches and breast slapping while Rathod too was spanking her thighs and butts in between, Richa was in real pain and becoming a mess and wanted a break desperately. Fortunately for her, the doorbell rang soon. “Tumhi chalu theva….Ranabhir ala asel….me sangto tyala (You guys continue…this must be Ranabhir….i will let him know)”, Patil saab comforted his friends. Rathod ji suddenly increased his speed as he realized they needed to stop. Mr. Tawde also became more demanding and started pulling her breasts and twisting nipples as if there was no tomorrow. Richa kept her composure assuming that since Ranabhir was there; she would be leaving soon.
 
She heard the door opening and voices of Patil saab and Ranabhir chatting and then he walking over. She was quite anxious to see Ranabhir’s reaction to her situation. She was beaten up head to toe and sandwiched between two stranger men but she still wondered if Ranabhir would be happy or not. “Oh wow!”, was the cold reaction from Ranabhir when he entered the room. Coincidentally, Rathod saab reached his climax and cummed heavily inside her. Tawde saab was probably not finished but seeing his friend concluding and with Ranabhir around, he too tried to wrap by kissing her hard and sucking her nipples and biting them. Richa got up at once and walked towards where Ranabhir was sitting and waited for his instruction. “Mein kapde pahan loo?(Should I put on clothes?)”, she asked him obediently and proceeded to the bathroom for cleaning herself. But the moment she turned around, she got slapped by Patil saab. It was such a hard slap on her bum that it instantly brought her down on her knees in front of Patil saab. With one hand massaging her troubled butt, she looked up to Patil saab for his demand.
 
“Tyacha lund saaf kon karnaar? (Who is going to clean him?)”, spoke Patil saab while indicating Rathod’s member that was still wet with juices. Richa looked at Ranabhir’s ash face and proceeded on her knees to where Rathod was relaxing. He was sitting cross legs to avoid being seen with wet dick but Richa carefully opened his legs and started licking his member from the tip. She massaged a bit of his shaft and the groin and went deeper licking his balls and inner thighs before finally coming back to the member. She slowly licked it with the tip of her tongue and her hands gradually adjusted his foreskin. Rathod ji was in heavens and Richa helped him jerk the last few drops of cum from his cock directly into her mouth. “That’s like the good bitch”, Patil saab exclaimed as he patted her bums while she provided her service to his friend. Richa confirmed Rathod saab was satisfied and then turned to Patil saab this time. She looked up to check with him if there was anything else. He loved the respect she offered and her submission to him and gladly asked her to proceed to get cleaned. Richa got up and rushed to the bathroom to clean herself leaving the men outside. She hurried herself under the shower and then dried her body quickly. The men stayed outside against her expecting to show up as she was taking bath. But then she realized that her clothes were lying outside. Not that she was ashamed of going naked outside (after all they had seen her all the while), she didn’t want to excite anyone further and wanted to leave for her house. She wrapped the towel as best to cover her body and went outside to grab her clothes.

[manigopal]

“mera dress?(My clothes?)”
 
Richa asked in a meek voice as she saw the men sitting by sofa and chair having some snack and chit chatting. They burst into laughter when they heard her. It was quite embarrassing for her but she tried to put a smile on her face. She knew it wasn’t going to be easy with Mr. Patil being around. “Kashala…ja ashi ch! (Why do you need them? Go back naked!), Mr. Patil remarked quickly. Richa tried to prolong her smile as others also laughed. Mr. Tawde, who was closest to where she was standing, extended his hand and touched her thighs exposed through towel. He seemingly was excited to see her in that position but didn’t dare to speak up. He simply continued moving his fingers on her thighs and bums (over towel) as he adjusted himself cross legged to hide his erection. Mr. Patil instantly noticed it. “Ha bagh…parat garaam zalay! (See…he is hard again!)”, he exclaimed pointing to the hardness that Tawde ji was trying to hide. Richa was slightly irritated at not getting her clothes especially after doing all the hard work and ensuring everyone was satisfied. But she tried to keep her face straight and with the smile spoke, “Aagli baar zarooor Sir! (I will definitely help you next time Sir!)”. Mr. Tawde also smiled and acknowledged her remarks. Rathod ji threw her clothes to her and Richa rushed inside again to wear those. She was out within minutes and was ready to leave. She stood beside Ranabhir and responded to some of the text messages (including mine) on her phone as Ranabhir was getting up.
 
Everyone thanked Ranabhir when he and Richa were stepping out. The men were definitely pleased with the treatment they’d received. Patil saab grabbed her one last time and planted a kiss on her lips just as the door opened. Richa blushed but luckily there wasn’t anyone around and grabbing the opportunity both his friends copied him. Mr. Rathod even pressed her tits one last time before Richa distanced herself and walked down the stairs.
 
 
Everyone thanked Ranabhir when he and Richa were stepping out. The men were definitely pleased with the treatment they’d received. Patil saab grabbed her one last time and planted a kiss on her lips just as the door opened. Richa blushed but luckily there wasn’t anyone around and grabbing the opportunity both his friends copied him. Mr. Rathod even pressed her tits one last time before Richa distanced herself and walked down the stairs.
 
 
“Bahot khush kiya hai lagta hai! (You seem to have pleased them a lot!)”, spoke Ranabhir as they climbed down the apartment. Richa looked at him with great satisfaction on her face, as if it was really required for Ranabhir. He didn’t speak anything else, neither did he held her closer. Richa was slightly annoyed when he didn’t appreciate her hard work (??). She walked past the society campus hoping to pop into Ranabhir’s car as it was quite late in the evening. “Auto se ghar jayegi kya? (Would you go home in auto?)”, he asked very rudely. “You would be going in same direction, right?”, Richa responded quickly indicating she wanted to go with him. He got into an auto and pulled her inside too.
 
As the auto started moving, Richa continued looking into her phone for text messages and calls and tried to respond to some of them. She wondered why Ranabhir was so passive and whether he was jealous about her entertaining the three men. But then he only instructed her to do that and she was not going to deny him if he demanded anything even in the auto. As she kept thinking, she answered my call. She tried to keep it quite short by quickly telling me, “Darling, I was with THE friend and now returning home”. “Is your hubby home?”, asked Ranabhir as soon as she disconnected my call. “I so want to bitchfuck your mouth and slap your tits”, Ranabhir exclaimed before she could answer. Richa was nervous for a moment wondering if the driver of auto understood anything but she was brought to senses with a tight pinch from Ranabhir. The Ranabhir magic had not yet subsided on her and her body reacted positively to his demand. She knew I was going to be home around similar time as her but she didn’t want to deny Ranabhir of the thing he wanted to do to her. In fact she wanted to desperately prove her submission to Ranabhir ahead of anything else and make him happy assuming he was disturbed with her services to the three men.
 
“He would be at least an hour”, my obedient wife declared to Ranabhir and at the same time sending me a text to show up little late with food.
 
Ranabhir pulled her closer and twisted her nipples over the dress and kissed her hard around her neck. He gave her some strong slaps on her breasts and challenged her to lick his saliva from his fist. Richa was overwhelmed to see Ranabhir back in mood and didn’t care about anything to lick his saliva. She offered herself and took his face slaps with a broad slutty smile on her face. The driver sensed the action and slowed down a bit. But it was not daylight and a moving traffic meant it was not a huge problem. Richa received multiple slaps on her breasts, face and some huge globes of saliva down her cheeks but it didn’t bring out any resistance. For the remaining distance, he mostly played with her breasts and twisted her nipples. Richa asked the auto to be stopped little away from our complex and decided to walk to avoid suspicions. As she paid the auto fare to the driver, he had a very good look at her and then Ranabhir who even winked at the driver. The driver smiled back and left the place. “Please keep some distance haan!”, my wife requested her Master. He didn’t react as they moved towards the complex.
 
As they reached the main gate, Mr. Nagarkar(the same old man from orgy) interrupted Richa. She wasn’t expecting him at that timing but he almost stood in her way. “Late today?”, he asked with the excitement on his face. As soon as she stopped, Ranabhir almost bumped into her. He stood very close to her which Mr. Nagarkar noticed but didn’t react. “Yeah! Lot of work in office so got late! See you around!”, my wife responded to Mr. Nagarkar and tried making her way to our building. Ranabhir quickly followed her as she walked past Mr. Nagarkar, both men shared a stare at each other suspecting about each other probably. Mr. Nagarkar even tried to follow them but had to give up as he approached his wing. Ranabhir resumed giving her light slaps on her bums as soon as they entered the lobby and walked towards elevators. The intensity increased as they stepped inside the elevator to reach our house. Richa wasn’t as nervous anymore to bring Ranabhir to home. She searched through her purse for the house keys and quickly opened the door to let Ranabhir move in.

[manigopal]

 
Ranabhir pulled her closer as soon as they were inside and literally tore her kurta. Richa somehow managed to remove it over her head and dropped her salwar also in hurry. Ranabhir got hold of her breasts and dragged her to sofa and started sucking on them. He was devilishly rough and almost biting pieces of her soft flesh. Richa moaned and cried in pain but didn’t try pushing him away. Ranabhir moved towards her face and kissed her lips hard too and planted his teeth all over her shoulders and back before moving down to her soft tummy. He pinched it as hard as he could and marked the love bites there too. He was so wild and aggressive that Richa could do nothing to stop him from biting all over. In a matter of 3-4 minutes, he ravaged her body with his biting and pinching. He then threw her on sofa and went to the kitchen to drink some water. Richa tried her best to massage and soothe her body in between that time. But he was back within a minute. Richa really wanted a break in between but she was denied. Ranabhir pulled her off the sofa and dragged into bathroom. He has always been demanding and used to enjoy subjecting Richa one ordeal after other. She used to find it difficult to cope at times but that feeling of helplessness was too much of a thrill for her to avoid. She would try hard to push her level of submission up and Ranabhir would keep increasing her bar too. He would literally keep her on edge all the time.
 
He dragged Richa to the bathroom and pushed her on the toilet seat with her mouth at his groin height. He lowered his pants and rammed his member into her mouth. Richa wasn’t going to refuse this and quickly adjusted her height to make him comfortable and took his cock in. He got hold of her hairs and pushed her against the flush tank and started ramming her mouth hard. Richa gagged and coughed hard on his erect shaft, she was literally getting choked with his deep strokes but he least cared about it. She had to struggle hard to avoid biting his shaft and at the same time breathe and not faint while sucking him. He would slap her face or breasts for those moments when she would pull his member out. Richa looked a mess within a couple of minutes with the sweating and hard pumping she was receiving and he added to her woes by starting to splash water and spitting saliva on her face. As he continues pumping her mouth, he also started rubbing his cock on her naked breasts and around her face. Richa didn’t mind that, neither his spitting. It seems she had adjusted to the smell and taste of his saliva so much that she would readily open her mouth and allow him spit directly inside. As he continued tormenting my wife inside our own flat, they somehow heard her cell phone ringing. I was calling to enquire if I should show up. She answered her cell phone on loudspeaker as Ranabhir always asks her to do and I was aware of it already.
 
“Darling, I have reached XXX!”, I informed her indicating that I would be home in another 15 to 20 minutes.
 
“Yes baby! Come fast. I am very hungry!”, spoke my wife and disconnected the call. She looked up to Ranabhir to check if he was satisfied.
 
“I am not leaving until next 10 minutes!”, Ranabhir announced. “Use the remaining to clean up, okay?”, he continued with a wry smile.
 
Before Richa could answer, she was stuffed with his shaft. He went even deeper this time with a huge jerk. Richa fumbled with his force but managed to hold onto the toilet seat and adjusted her mouth to allow his enlarged girth. It seems the limited time fueled him further. “Don’t move your hands!”, roared Ranabhir as he placed her hands above her head and pumped her deeper. He was super excited and tormenting her like a piston pumping air into a machine. He slapped her in between, pulled and pinched her nipples extremely hard. Richa tried her best to stay focused but he was determined to stretch her limits. He would slow down for a minute and engage in some really nasty things. At one point, he picked the Harpik bottle from the window and sprayed the liquid all over her face, hairs and body. He tried the jet spree between her legs, sprayed the detergent on her body, poured shampoo. And this was all alongside his continued spitting and slapping her face and breasts. Richa was moaning like a maniac and it was echoing all over the bathroom. Finally, it seemed he was reaching the climax. He increased his speed to highest and pulled her closer by pinching her nipples. Richa had no power left to oppose or cooperate. She stayed there open mouth as he pulled his member out and sprayed his juices all over her face and body. She definitely ended up drinking a large part of it and even licked him clean when he was done. Finally he pulled her down and threw her on the floor as he cleaned himself really quick. Richa didn’t try to even get up until he poured a whole bucket of cold water on her body. She shivered with the sudden flow of water. “May I clean now”, asked my wife as her tormentor stepped out of our bathroom.
 
“Yes! it was good”, Ranabhir complemented on her performance. Richa felt like she achieved some great accolades. A smile automatically appeared on her face as she turned to clean up the mess. “Close the door!”, Ranabhir told her as he left the house leaving the door stark open. It embarrassed and scared Richa like anything. She was completely naked and she had to pass around the door to close it. She could have been exposed to anyone in the lobby. Fortunately, it didn’t happen as she rushed and closed the door with a bang and returned to clean up. She arranged everything in the bathroom first and then took a quick shower and gargled with mouthwash. The doorbell rang as she was putting on something after drying herself. She opened the door after 3-4 rings.
 
“Was he in the blue denim and white tee shirt?”, I asked my wife as soon as she opened the door. She didn’t answer but simply hugged me tight. I was too hard by then having seen the tormentor of my wife face to face. But looking at her tired face, I refrained. Instead I went for a quick wash and Richa arranged food by then. We finished a quick meal and were cozying in the living room. “Yes”, she answered after a long time while looking into my eyes while her eyes were somewhat filled with guilt and excitement. “You’re a fu*k away from sleep”, I declared. With a cute smile on her face, she jumped onto me and started kissing. We slept only after another hour of love making where she was treated as a princess. She liked it, so did I.
 
Hope you all liked it too! Cheers until next time.
 
Hello friends, back after a while with another adventure of my beautiful wife! After the episode at Mr. Patil's house, Richa had to take a break of couple of weeks to recover. Yes, it was quite hard for her physically. Although she resumed office next day and we had our own encounters few times during the week, I had to keep it mild. I teased her a few times as to how would she react if Ranabhir demands another tough session while she was still recovering. She would be nervous just thinking that it could piss Ranabhir off if she would have to refuse him. Fortunately for her, nothing happened until next 2-3 weeks. She had recovered well by then and I could feel at times she was wondering why Ranabhir hadn't called all along. But she never really expressed her thoughts and continued with life as usual.
It was a lazy Monday morning and I was off to office an hour late. It was about 8am and I was almost tying my shoes to step out when Richa's cell phone rang. Her expressions were enough to tell me it was Ranabhir on the other side. She actually stood up from the chair and answered it on 2nd ring.
 
“Are you alone?” came Ranabhir’s stern voice as soon as Richa answered.

[manigopal]

 
“Yes, I mean…. Yes, he just left… only just…” Richa stumbled with words as usual when she speaks with him.
 
“Good! I will be there in 15 minutes!”, announced Ranabhir and disconnected the phone. There was no negotiation; he didn’t care to ask if it was an appropriate arrangement. My wife had probably done enough to prove her submission to him and she didn’t look like she wanted to disappoint him this time either. I could notice the tension and excitement on her face. It was an indication that I had to leave. I can’t deny that I didn’t feel jealous at all; but I was okay as she was equally submissive to me and never really refused anything I asked. I stared her body through the black camisole and three fourth slack pants. Her curves were distinctly visible along with her fair arms and ample of her cleavage with shoulders; the loose and untidy hairs were simply adding to her appeal. I was hard in an instant and grabbed her from behind and pressed her tits hard and massaged them. She was little surprised with that and turned to face me instantly.
 
“Aren’t you leaving?”, I read her question before she spoke.
 
I didn’t answer her but started kissing her lips instead. She didn’t protest as I dragged her to the sofa and mounted her while smooching hard. I raised her camisole and pinched her nipples before sucking on them one by one. My fingers kept her mouth busy as I sucked her breasts. She didn’t really want to stop me but was worried about the 15 minute notice given by Ranabhir. I could sense her dilemma when I stopped after about 5 minutes of constant sucking and licking of her breasts and lips. I didn’t touch her bottom at all. I left her and picked my bag to leave.
 
“Alright darling! I am off; have fun with him!”
 
“Are you sure?”, my wife was up in an instant to check on me.
 
“Absolutely honey! Have fun!!!”, I winked at her with the regular smile and the gentle tap on her cheeks. She was convinced and smiled back as I left the home. I noticed Ranabhir was quite punctual with time as I saw him entering our premises while I was leaving. He didn’t notice me but I could see him walking with another man towards our building. Oh gosh! My wife was going to be doubled again! I wondered and drove away from the premises.
 
 
Richa was quick in answering the bell. She hadn’t changed or put on anything additional. And was shocked to see Ranabhir accompanied by another man. She tried to smile as they entered the house. Ranabhir was calm as always but Prakash (the other man) was totally unsettled by the first view of my wife’s beauty. He was mesmerized by her heavy bosom and shapely bottom as he whispered something in Ranabhir’s eyes. Ranabhir smiled back at him and went to fetch a bottle of water from the table leaving Richa alone with Prakash who was now shamelessly ogling at her body. It was quite an uncomfortable moment for Richa especially when their eyes met. Richa quickly looked away towards Ranabhir as he came back to the sofa.
 
“Take her to bedroom; I will wait here!”, Ranabhir helped his starving friend. Richa wasn’t even introduced about who Prakash was and was neither asked if she was ready. Prakash got up instantly and looked at my wife with full lust. Richa didn’t get up at once and looked at Ranabhir to show her displeasure. But she was up the next moment when she noticed Ranabhir’s stern eyes commanding her. Prakash closed the door as they stepped into our bedroom. This was quite new for Richa as Ranabhir would never really bothered about such things; in fact he used to enjoy treating her in open places or in front of other people. She wasn’t sure as she sat down on the edge of the bed while Prakash was still having her with his eyes.
 
After some seconds delay Prakash approached her and kissed her lips while adjusting himself beside her on the bed. Richa remained passive as he kissed her lips first and then planted numerous kisses all over her face including her forehead, cheeks, nose and moved down to her neck and shoulders. He then came back to her lips and this time started licking them with his tongue. He had by then pushed his hands in her camisole and was massaging her back. He continued alternating between lickings and kissing her face, her ears, shoulders and neck before going a bit lower on her bosom. He placed her hands behind her back and grabbed her both breasts over the fabric. The lad was super excited to just press them from outside as his licking intensified at that moment. Richa was still passive but was starting to let it loose. He went behind her and started licking her bare arms from fingers till her shoulders; he was also pressing her tits in between. As he continued kissing her shoulders and neck from behind, he grabbed both her melons and pressed them hard this time. Richa had closed her eyes by then and jerked a bit as her chest was pressed hard. He then turned her face and tried to kiss her lips again. He was glad it didn’t take him longer than 5 minutes to seduce my wife. Richa opened her lips this time and allowed his tongue go deeper and taste her saliva. He didn’t taste bad either as they kept smooching each other while their hands were busy cuddling each other’s bodies.
 
After a while Prakash got up and rolled her camisole through her arms over her head. He made her lie on the bed and adjusted himself over her waist. He was still fully clothed whereas Richa's torso was up for grab. He didn’t waste any second this time and pushed himself into sucking those beautiful and huge melons. It was probably the most beautiful thing for him as he continued sucking one while massaging the other one. He was burying his face in her cleavage and trying to feel the soft flesh with his entire face. He probably covered every millimeter of her breasts while licking them. Richa was already moaning a bit and was holding onto a pillow tightly. As Prakash continued licking sucking and lightly biting her breasts and nipples, Richa would often jerk her body in excitement, sometimes even hold his head or pull him closer. His tongue and his fingers were running magic through her bosom and keeping her on the edge. He kept playing with it for few more minutes before he broke to kiss her lips again.
 
As soon as he reached her lips, Richa literally jumped on and tried to grab him and kiss him deep. She was biting his lips and trying to lick his tongue off. Prakash wasn’t a naïve guy and he realized she was up for the show. He quickly broke the kissing and pulled her pants down. He kept both her top and pants on the chair and jumped on the bed to catch my naked wife. Richa wasn’t protesting either as she tried to pull him closer to resume the lovemaking. Prakash turned her around to expose her back this time and started licking her bare back from her waist till her shoulders. He was then lying on her body pushing her down and holding her hands outstretched as he continued kissing and licking every millimeter of her back. He then focused again on her shoulders and went down kissing her arms one by one. As he continued licking her arms, he lifted them a bit and started licking her armpits as well. It shuddered Richa and she tried to instantly close her arms. But Prakash it seemed was enjoying as he licked both her armpits nice and clean. Richa was immensely turned on by his steady lovemaking; she tried to sit up and remove his shirt by pulling him closer.

[manigopal]

 
But Prakash seemed a steady customer; he spread Richa's arms and didn’t let her strip him as he resumed kissing her breasts. After some more pressing of breasts and kissing and licking of nipples, he started to go down. Richa was somewhat irritated; he wasn’t as rough and aggressive as Ranabhir or others and he wasn’t letting her drive it either. As Prakash reached down he started kissing her thighs and licking them slowly. He was alternating between her legs and was licking just above her knees and slowly moving up. He was very gentle in biting and mostly kissing as he moved towards her inner thighs. Richa voluntarily spread her legs and made room for him to go deeper. He liked it and stretched his arms to play with her boobs as his mouth explored her inners. He again turned her around and started planting kisses on her butts. Richa wasn’t used to it but she didn’t stop him as he started with kissing that quickly turned into gentle biting. It was a lot of teasing for Richa as he raised her legs high by her waist and spread them out to expose her inner thighs, butts and most importantly her love triangle. He was now madly kissing her all over except for directly touching her clit and opening. It seems he was more interested in biting soft flesh on her butts and pinching them lightly; he literally covered whole of her buttocks and even went as close to her rear hole as possible. Richa shuddered equally hard when his fingers roamed through her butt creek when he licked her armpits. The guy was nasty and was silently fulfilling his desires with my wife.
 
Richa was wet and waiting to burst when his fingers went on to touch her clit again. She moaned quite clearly and tried pulling him closer but he kept her arms away swiftly. He bent and planted a very gently kiss on her clit before parting her pussy lips apart. She wasn’t used to being licked by me or Ranabhir as such so it was somewhat new for her. She was pressing the pillow violently to keep herself under control while Prakash proceeded to kiss her clit and lick her pussy lips. He would scratch over and around her clit lightly and then shove a finger gently in followed by his tongue. He continued tongue ramming her lips before moving up again to kiss her. Richa was too turned on that she didn’t mind tasting herself when he kissed. She was quite aggressive in kissing and their saliva mixed once again.
 
“Oh gosh! Please do it quick!”, my wife finally exclaimed trying to be honest about why they were together in our bedroom.
 
Prakash smiled at her remarks but continued kissing at his own pace. After a minute or so, he moved down once again. But this time he went straight for her pussy lips. He separated them using his tongue and started pulling them one by one in his mouth. Richa was absolutely leaking juices and he was enjoying the taste of my wife. He didn’t allow her hands to come in between and continued exploring her tunnel using his tongue. At one point, he was trying to stretch her lips as apart as he could using hands and protruding his tongue out to lick inside the hole. Richa confessed later that he touched some of the most sensitive parts inside her. She was desperately trying to get him up and start ramming her hole but the guy seemed intent on licking and sucking. There was a lot of tussle as Richa tried getting up and kiss him in the excitement and Prakash continuing on kissing her vagina. He had to push her down multiple times but he wasn’t really rough like Ranabhir or others had been. Richa was shivering with the effort Prakash was putting in and gave up the battle to regain control. As she lied there on the bed, Prakash upped the tempo. His fingers were pinching and circling her clit while his tongue continued exploring the internals of my wife’s reproductive organ. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”, exclaimed Richa as Prakash brought her to a thundering climax and reach her orgasm. Richa closed her eyes and tried to wrap her legs around Prakash. As she did so, he moved quickly up and resumed kissing her. Richa could taste and smell herself as Prakash aggressively kissed her this time.
 
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Prakash almost instantly got up and answered it. He was still fully clothed with a few wet spots on his pants whereas Richa was lying naked on the bed. But she knew it was Ranabhir and didn’t bother to cover up. Prakash opened the door slightly and they whispered a few quick sentences which Richa couldn’t hear. But she seemed little annoyed when he bolted the door again leaving Ranabhir outside. She was definitely addicted to Ranabhir’s style of lovemaking; but she also wanted to please everyone that Ranabhir asked her to.
 
This time Prakash didn’t spend any time in foreplay; probably there was already enough wetness. He pulled Richa towards the edge such that her back until her waist was on the bed and her legs were free. He spread her legs and then quickly dropped his pants. Richa tried to lift her neck and have a look at her member; but he stretched himself and kissed hard to flatten her again. He didn’t remove his pants completely and only rolled down his boxers to pull his member out. Although Richa didn’t really get to see it, she felt it when its tip touched her tunnel. It was long and thick she thought. Prakash wasn’t a newbie as he rubbed his cock around her opening before thrusting it hard. Richa liked the friction it caused as she moaned in pleasure. He quickly gained the momentum and started riding her hard. Richa's body was gyrating with the rhythmic strokes he continued giving her over the next 5-10 minutes. He wasn’t doing anything out of the world; in fact he kissed her few times and also sucked her nipples in between but Richa was totally consumed in the lovemaking. He was applying right pressure and alternating his speed like a skilled worker and kept Richa on the edge throughout. He probably knew all the strings and kept ramming her hole at difference pace and altitudes bringing in another few orgasms for her. Finally, it seemed he was content and reaching his own climax as his facial expressions changed a bit. The man rarely spoke anything and didn’t do so even during his climax as he slowed a bit and lay flat on my wife while discharging his load inside my wife. He cummed in a huge and Richa's tunnel was literally flooded as the juices started flowing towards her thighs and knees. Prakash continued lying on Richa's naked body for another few minutes and even kissed and licked her few times before finally getting up.
 
He stared at Richa's content face and closed eyes and moved away. He quickly stepped inside the bathroom and adjusted his clothes properly. Richa was still lying naked on the bed when he came out and opened the door. Richa was little uncertain and didn’t get up at once. She was probably expecting Ranabhir to storm in but it didn’t happen. After waiting for a couple of more minutes, she decided to get up and check the situation herself. Since both the men in the house had seen her naked, she didn’t bother to put on anything before walking outside. Ranabhir and Prakash were both ready to leave when she stepped into the living room.
 
“Are you leaving?”, Richa asked instantly when she saw them picking their bags.
 
“Yes, any problems?”, came back Ranabhir’s response. My dear wife had no courage to ask him why he was leaving without trying anything with her. Before she could nod, Ranabhir opened the main door exposing her to the world standing naked in her own house and screwed minutes ago. Richa was taken aback when he held the door open and asked her again.
 
“No nothing….Sorry!” my wife apologized for none of her mistake and rushed behind the door. As the door shut closed, she wondered why she was disturbed. She clearly wanted Ranabhir to treat her regular ways but the man simply refused it after arousing her early morning. She couldn’t express it to anyone, forget Ranabhir, and consoled herself into the routine. She quickly cleaned herself and changed into office dress and left the house.
 
“Oh good morning! Didn’t you leave with your office colleague?” Richa was interrupted by Mr. Nagarkar as he almost blocked her way out of our society’s exit. She could locate no other way to avoid the conversation but gave him a confused and irritated look.
 
“I saw that man who had come with you few days back… he just left with another man some time back. I thought he is your colleague. Is he not?” Mr. Nagarkar provided the additional clarification. Richa realized instantly he was referring to Ranabhir as he had seen her with Ranabhir on couple of occasions. She was already frustrated a bit with Ranabhir’s behavior and was going to ask him to mind his business but somehow continued, “Oh, he was here to just pick up few documents!”
 
“I see! He seem to be regular and he was there for over half an hour”, came Mr. Nagarkar’s quick response accompanied with a wink. She knew what he was referring to but decided to act normal. She had to try hard to politely provide him justifications for Ranabhir’s visits (lies off course) and then his offer for a quickie. But Mr. Nagarkar was not that easy man!

[manigopal]

I see! He seem to be regular and he was there for over half an hour”, came Mr. Nagarkar’s stinging response accompanied with a wink. She knew what he was referring to but decided to act normal. She had to try hard to politely provide him justifications for Ranabhir’s visits (lies off course) and then turn down his offer for a quickie. But Mr. Nagarkar was not that easy man!
 
“Can I accompany you till the railway station?” the fellow continued in an attempt to spend more time with my wife and try to make her confess. The intended use was to blackmail Richa into more actions with him. Richa wondered why he was so persistent when she hadn’t really refused his advances completely; was he probably looking for more frequent ones? Or was he possessive about her? “Let’s take an auto” Mr. Nagarkar took the initiative and guided my wife towards the road when she didn’t answer him. Richa followed him obediently and settled in an auto along with him. “He seems to be visiting while Bharat is away; so I was curious!” Mr. Nagarkar was now straight to the point. Richa didn’t know how to react to it and tried to bring on a false smile on her face pretending to laugh on his sarcasm. “And you don’t seem to have problem with other men; that makes it more interesting!” he dropped another bomb. Richa was taken aback by this sudden attack; she was totally unprepared for such post mortem of her character by another man in a moving auto rikshaw. But being the submissive that Richa is, she didn’t react strongly. In fact she pleaded him to be soft and thanked him that he didn’t speak all that in local language so the driver couldn’t understand. That definitely encouraged the old fellow.
 
As the rikshaw was stuck in the traffic, Mr. Nagarkar moved closer to my wife and put a hand around her. The driver didn’t seem interested and sensing the opportunity he quickly kissed on Richa's cheek. She tried to stop him but he seem excited and moved even closer to hug her tight. His hand was also moving towards her breasts from over her kameez. It was all adding to Richa’s nervousness as a few bike riders tried taking a closer look at them. She pleaded him to stop and he agreed and curbed his advances. “What time are you coming home today?”, he asked her. But he was disappointed when Richa informed him she wasn’t sure about it and might be as late as 9pm. She was bluffing to avoid his advances but it actually worked against her. “I will be coming tomorrow 7:30 am right after Bharat leaves. Make sure you keep that time free.”, Richa was commanded by another master in the form of Mr. Nagarkar. Richa nodded as the auto reached the station. She paid the fare and disappeared in the crowd while Mr. Nagarkar went in another direction.
 
The day went normal in terms of work although Richa was on edge whenever her cell phone rang. She was slightly surprised when Mr. Nagarkar called her around 5pm. “Any chance of leaving early?” the guy was straight to the point. Richa refused his offer instantly. He didn’t mind it but reminded her of next day morning agreement. Richa called me afterward to check on my timings but I informed her I wouldn’t be starting before 10. She wondered if she should work it out with Mr. Nagarkar same evening as she was planning to leave office around 6 since she had wrapped most of the work. But she couldn’t convince herself to call Mr. Nagarkar and invite him to screw her at our home. It was probably too much for her to act out. But she didn’t have to be in the dilemma for long as she received Ranabhir’s call shortly. She was sort of tensed as well as relieved when she answered it.
 
“Have an hour or so right now?”, Ranabhir was straight to point as well. There was no question of Richa refusing it especially since she knew I was going to be late. She agreed almost immediately but was somewhat disturbed when Ranabhir disclosed the plan. He asked her to note down one address and report there in about 30 minutes. The address wasn’t very far from Richa's office but it was of an office building which scared her. He didn’t even inform her the name of the person she had to meet. “Is he turning me into a call girl?” my wife thought for a moment. It sort of worried her more and she called Ranabhir to turn down the offer without giving a second thought. Now, Ranabhir wasn’t too entertained with her calling again and answered her call in an irritated tone. Hearing that tone Richa was back into her submissive mode. “May I know the name who I need to meet?” my wife made up a question last moment to calm his down.
 
“Why haven’t you left yet? Just get there and call me if required!”, shouted Ranabhir and disconnected the phone.
 
Richa packed her bag and left from the office to get to the bus stop. This was opposite to where she would typically catch bus from; so she tried to be discrete. But no one really noticed her as she got into the bus and reached the address where she was required to report. It was a large multi-story building with multiple smaller offices in it and Richa had to make a notebook entry while entering the premises. The address took her to 8th floor where there were multiple offices in a row and most of them were like open shop like structure which were mostly closing down as it was short past 6pm. Finally Richa reached the number mentioned by Ranabhir. It looked like another small office but had glass door and blank tinted glasses from which nothing was visible about the inside. Richa looked around and then knocked the door which wasn’t locked. She pushed it slightly and entered halfway inside.
 
Sandesh was sitting inside on the opposite side of the main table with his back towards the door. He turned around quickly to check who it was. He looked like a typical working class Maharashtrian man with dark complexion, mustache and hairy body. He stood about 6 and was strong built but didn’t look like Ranabhir’s friend. Richa and his eyes met and he instantly had a wry smile which made her nervous. Was he her next man? Richa wasn’t too comfortable with his appearance but was worried if Ranabhir has informed him about her.
 
“Richa?” he spoke as if asking her if she was Richa and he was expecting her. When my wife nodded in, he asked her to enter and grab a chair beside. Richa wasn’t too comfortable and stood around the door. He didn’t utter a word and just checked her out from top to bottom which made it even more difficult for her.
 
“Aap Ranabhir Sir ke friend ho kya?”, she tried to get some response and make sense of the situation. But the guy simply smiled and didn’t bother to answer. Richa felt like rushing out of the door when he stood up and moved towards her. She was scared but stood her ground to avoid Ranabhir’s fury. Sandesh grabbed her hand and pulled her closer towards him and straight away pressed her breasts hard. Richa's nervousness was turning into panic as she tried to push him away but he was too strong for her. He kept her under control and raised her face to kiss her at the same time pressing her butts from down. Richa stumbled but was safe in his hug as he tried rubbing his face against her smooth and enticing cheeks. His mustache and beard acted as a scrubber as Richa jerked when he pressed it against her cheeks, neck and shoulders. The man wasn’t even smelling good and Richa had troubles staying so close to him. But Sandesh seemed in somewhat hurry as he didn’t bother about Richa's mild protest.
 
After a minute of kissing, Sandesh managed to open Richa's lips and was smooching her hard. His hands were freely roaming around her body and pressing it at his will. Richa had dropped the purse on the chair and was feeling the power of her new man. He was quite rough in kissing and licking her face and pressing her tits and bums and soon started unbuttoning her shirt. Richa indicated him the open door but he didn’t care and continued with his task. Unable to calm him down, Richa proceeded passively and soon saw her shirt pulled open on both sides exposing the black bra to this new man. He quickly placed Richa in an armed chair and sat in front of her on his knees and continued kissing her and playing with her breasts. Sandesh seemed in so much hurry that he didn’t bother to unhook her bra, instead just rolled it over forcefully to expose her melons. Richa was losing her resistance very quickly as she was being kissed and sucked by the 2nd stranger of the day in an office where the door wasn’t even shut off. Her hands were trying to steady Sandesh’s face as he was sucking and biting her nipples hard and fast. Her legs involuntarily circled him and tried to pull him closer to the chair.

[manigopal]

Sandesh didn’t miss the chance and quickly unbuttoned her jeans to roll them down along with panties while she was still seated in the chair. Richa was somewhat thrilled at the pace he was going at and didn’t protest as such. He didn’t bother to drop his trousers instead just unzipped them and lowered his boxers inside to pull his member out. Before Richa could glance at it, he penetrated her moist hole. Richa jerked as his large dick opened her passage and ramped inside but provided his enough room to start stroking at once. The guy was pleased with the treatment he was receiving from my wife and soon gained momentum and started doing her at varying pace. He continued playing with her chest and kissing her in between as his mighty cock continued penetrating her. Richa was holding him tightly and moaning in between with the strokes as she was nearing her climax. Sandesh was engrossed too in screwing this beautiful married lady in the office. He was smooching her hard, pulling her hairs and pinching her nipples in between and also giving some light slaps on her exposed thighs and that was more than sufficient to Richa who wasn’t so used to smooth lovemaking that Prakash tried in the morning.
 
“Sandesh… bhadvya….. tuzi himmat kashi zaaali? (Sandesh! You asshole! How did you dare to screw her?), the harsh voice suddenly brought them to senses. Richa was terrified to hear another male voice in that small office holding the door open. Sandesh was even more worried knowing his boss was back but didn’t realize removing his cock out and thus blocking Richa's view to the man.
 
 
“Sandesh… bhadvya….. tuzi himmat kashi zaaali? (Sandesh! You asshole! How did you dare to screw her?), the harsh voice suddenly brought them to senses. Richa was terrified to hear another male voice in that small office holding the door open. Sandesh was even more worried knowing his boss was back but didn’t realize removing his cock out and thus blocking Richa's view to the man.
 
Mr. Patil entered the room next minute forcing Sandesh to remove his wet cock from my wife’s leaking pussy. Richa was stunned to see Mr. Patil there and tried to adjust her clothes quickly. Sandesh too quickly zipped himself and apologized to his boss.
 
“Nalayak me tula tila basavun thevayla sangitale hote…… zavayla nahi… (Rascal! I had asked you to sit her down and not screw her!)”, Mr Patil continued venting out his frustration. Sandesh remained apologetic still staring my just screwed wife closely.
 
“Can’t you not resist a cock for 15 minutes?”, this time Richa received his fury along with a tight slap across her face. But then he paused to receive Ranabhir’s call. Richa moaned a little at the slap and remain seated uncomfortably. She could still see the hardness of Sandesh inside his pants and he trying to suppress it.
 
“Ranabhir bhai…..ye aisi kamini hai na…. mere aane tak bhi nahi wait kar payi… apne office boy Sandesh se chudna chalu kar diya saali ne! (Ranabhir, this lady is such a slut… she couldn’t even wait till I return… started screwing our office boy Sandesh… such a bitch she is!)”, Mr. Patil’s open praise about my wife made her lower her head but it certainly tingled her too. She closed her legs and seated with proper posture in the chair until Mr. Patil finished his conversation.
“Did he force you?” Mr. Patil asked her but she didn’t answer immediately. Another tight slap and words started spitting out of my wife. “No Sir, Ranabhir Sir didn’t tell me whom I was supposed to meet! He just gave me the address of the office. When I came over, I thought he (Sandesh) is the person I was supposed to meet”, my wife’s explanation brought a wry smile on his face. “Lucky bastard”, he exclaimed to Sandesh who was little relieved to see his boss’s mood changing. “Me nighto Sir, tumhi maja kaara! (I am leaving Sir, you’ve the fun!)” the rascal spoke to his boss with a short smile. Richa saw him picking his sack and leaving the office at once while Mr. Patil looked excited to have her under him.
 
Mr. Patil locked the door once Sandesh stepped out and asked Richa to strip. There was no reason for her to oppose and she quickly removed all her clothes. Mr. Patil picked her bra and panty and kept it aside while leaving the buttoned shirt and jeans on the main chair in the room. He pulled out a blindfold and placed it on Richa's face to suppress her view. Richa was slightly disturbed but continued with the flow. He dragged her roughly near the chair and gave her a strong byte on her left breast. Richa shuddered in pain but he didn’t stop and continued biting her flesh around breasts and tummy. He then twisted her nipples hard and slapped both the breasts with power. Richa stumbled across a lot as she continued receiving strong slaps from Mr. Patil. At one point, he threw her to the ground and spread her legs. He dragged her closer to chair where he was sitting and inserted the toe of his feet in her pussy and placed his other feet in her mouth. My dear wife obediently licked Mr. Patil’s feet as he screwed her with his toe. Richa tried her best to remain calm and tried to make up for the mistake of allowing Sandesh to ride her.
 
But that lack of resistance encouraged Mr. Patil further. He undid her blindfold and started spitting on her, dragging her around by pulling her hairs and pinching and slapping her at will. He was definitely challenging the submissiveness of my dear wife and she was reaching new accolades. At one point, he actually emptied the small dustbin on the floor and asked Richa to bend and pick everything using her mouth and place back in the dustbin and all this while her butts were receiving strong blows of a metallic stationary ruler. Thankfully, the dustbin only contained stray papers and some used tea bags. Mr. Patil was behaving as a true sadist and my wife didn’t try opposing him even once. But he was soon back to normal. He pulled out a towel and made it wet using the water and asked Richa to clean her body.
 
He then placed my wife on his center table and spread her legs to screw. He made her look into his eyes and waited to penetrate until she begged him to do so. There were two reasons off course – she was getting late and she was slightly excited with the rough treatment she’d received. Nevertheless, it was a sight to have Richa been screwed on a table inside an office. He had enough erection and she had adequate moistness to enable the action which lasted for over 7-8 minutes and during which Mr. Patil made adequate use of her ample breasts and nipples. Finally he ejaculated heavily insider her and then picked himself up to push his member in her mouth. Richa didn’t protest and tasted his semen mixed with her own juices. As she laid there she heard Mr. Patil booking an AC cab to leave from office.
 
“Come on… let us leave…. I’ve booked cab. I want to continue teasing you on the road in presence of the driver. Let us see how far you can go!”, Mr. Patil challenged my wife who was still recovering from the attack. That sounded indeed scary to be doing something on road or while having the driver driving the taxi. But Mr. Patil looked totally convinced and Richa didn’t see a point in trying to argue. She picked herself up and dried her holes using tissues before reaching for clothes.
 
“Just the pant and shirt!”, commanded Mr. Patil as he placed her bra and panty in his office drawer. My wife acknowledged and put on the jeans and the shirt and kept the top 3 buttons open again on her Master’s instructions. She looked like a slut as she walked down with him to the taxi. The small evening breeze was sufficient to open her shirt and expose her mountains to the whole world and there was no shortage of horny men there who did her with their eyes. Richa survived all of that and got into the taxi with Mr. Patil.
 
“Shirt aur pant ke buttons khol ke baith (Keep the buttons of shirt and pant open as you sit!)”, Mr. Patil instructed Richa quite loudly as they got inside the taxi. There was no way the driver couldn’t have heard her but the fellow (who was a middle aged man) ignored it. Richa was embarrassed to death as she adjusted herself right behind driver seat while Mr. Patil moved closed on the middle seat. The glasses weren’t tinted black and adjacent vehicle could see what was happening but Mr. Patil seemed least bothered. He asked Richa to turn towards him such that her back was towards the taxi door and then opened all the buttons of her shirt. He even made her lift her bums and pull her pants down until her thighs.

[manigopal]

 
My poor wife was seating uncomfortably in the taxi in a completely vulnerable position. Mr. Patil seemed to be determined to embarrass her to death as the taxi started making way through traffic. He fingered her clit and pussy for a couple of minutes and also twisted and pressed her breasts to get her excited. He even placed his fingers in her mouth and made her lick her juices. Richa continued to follow him without making much noise although she was completely aware that the driver knew something amiss. But as the taxi slowed down in the traffic Mr. Patil took it further.
 
“Mere hathon se apni chuchi dabaa (Press your breasts using my hands!)”, he instructed my wife loudly in Hindi which the taxi driver also heard. Richa lost her colours completely at this open humiliation and almost froze. But Mr. Patil pinched her clit to get her senses back and provided the same instructions again. Richa pleaded him with eyes that the driver could be hearing too but he simply laughed it off.
 
“Meri ungli daal apne chut mein…. Bahot khujli hoti hai na usme… (Comon, put my finger in your cunt…. Doesn’t it itch a lot?)” He continued embarrassing my wife in front of the taxi driver. The guy was deriving some unknown excitement by humiliating my beautiful wife in front of some unknown stranger. It was probably his way of showing superiority on beautiful woman like her.
 
My submissive wife, she didn’t oppose any further and started following his instructions. He was too pleased to be fingering Richa's cunt in a moving taxi and pressing her tits in between. Richa closed her eyes and surrendered and accepted her fate. It was soon getting dark outside and Richa's ordeal reduced a bit as no one from outside could at least see inside the taxi. She had already given up on the taxi driver as he probably had already known what a slut she was. Finally, they were reaching the destination after about 45 minutes-1 hour of constant abuse that she received from Mr. Patil. They left the taxi at a traffic junction to avoid being followed. Richa had no courage to look at the taxi driver when they left it and crossed the roads.
 
“Shall I leave for home?”, my wife asked her Master when she realized they were nearby his house. Mr. Patil squeezed her breasts openly and spoke, “Get lost”. Richa instantly walked away from there and got to a nearby bus stand. She thought about calling Ranabhir to check if she should return home. But since it was already over 8, she decided to head home and got into an auto. With the buttoned shirt and properly adjusted jeans, she looked like a demure working lady returning from office. But her ordeal was far from over for the day.
 
 
“Shall I leave for home?”, my wife asked her Master when she realized they were nearby his house. Mr. Patil squeezed her breasts openly and spoke, “Want to screw someone on the road? Get lost bitch!”. Richa instantly walked away from there and got to a nearby bus stand. She thought about calling Ranabhir to check if she should return home. But since it was already over 8, she decided to head home and got into an auto. With the buttoned shirt and properly adjusted jeans, she looked like a demure working lady returning from office. But her ordeal was far from over for the day as she received a phone call when she was getting down from the auto.
 
“Reached home honey?” I called up just to check if she had reached home. She’d messaged earlier that she was going to be late. So I thought of asking her if the adventures were over.
 
“Yes! Have you started?” my worked up wife asked impatiently.
 
“No! Sorry dear! I will come full.” I told her that I would come home post dinner and it would be another 2-3 hours.
 
“Hold on for a sec!”, my wife put my call on hold to answer a call from unknown number. She feared it could be Ranabhir who didn’t bother to call and check on her and still didn’t want to miss his call. I stayed on hold while she spoke on the other line.
 
“Hi Richa, have you reached home?”, the person from other side spoke.
 
“Yes, who is this though?” my wife asked immediately as she couldn’t recognize the voice and it didn’t sound like Ranabhir or Mr. Nagarkar or Mr. Patil either.
 
“Good! And is your husband going to be home soon or do we have some time?”, the guy continued.
 
“Hold on! Who is this?” my wife asked little infuriated now.
 
“Sandesh!”, the guy responded calmly. “Mr. Patil called me and gave your address. He said that since I stay in a nearby area; I could come over and complete where he stopped us in the office”. Richa at once stopped as she was walking towards our apartment. She looked around to check if someone was following her but noticed it was her regular surrounding. She checked her watch; it was just about 8:45 still couple of hours before I was going to be home.
 
“Hello! Richa maam… you still there?” Sandesh was speaking impatiently. He obviously didn’t want to miss the chance. But Richa wasn’t probably too entertained with the idea. The part of her was annoyed as Ranabhir didn’t call her and she was somewhat annoyed with Mr. Patil giving her address away to Sandesh. “I am getting another call”, she informed Sandesh and disconnected his call to resume talking to me.
 
“Was that Ranabhir?”, I asked her straight away.
 
“No”, she responded.
 
“Then?”, was my immediate follow up question.
 
“Nothing important! Listen, I’ve reached home. I am little tired and may sleep before you start. Please ring our base phone when you’re about to reach. Okay?”, my wife told me.
 
“Sure darling. I won’t bother for another 2-3 hours least. Take care!”, I replied to her and disconnected the phone to resume work. As soon as I disconnected Richa received call from Sandesh.
 
Sandesh: “Richa maam, you didn’t tell me if I can come over right now?” Richa was somewhat irritated; she couldn’t digest the fact that some office boy from Mr. Patil’s office was looking forward to bed her. The fatigue and stress probably took over and she blasted, “No. don’t you dare calling me again!”. Sandesh was somewhat stunned at her tone but he calmly responded, “Okay! I would let Patil Sir know!”. Richa disconnected the phone and opened the door and got inside. She relaxed on the sofa for a few minutes before heading to kitchen to drink some water and juice. She wondered whether she should cook something or order from outside but eventually decided eating some fresh fruits along with juice. She proceeded to the bedroom and dropped her clothes and moved into bathroom to take a quick shower. She finished it soon trying hard not to recollect the taxi incident and put on a short three fourth pant and a camisole. She checked her cell phone just in case someone had called and then moved to living room to turn on the television. It was about 9:30 in the clock. She brought herself an apple and orange and some juice and relaxed in front of the sofa. Just as she was flipping through channels and finished the apple, her cell phone rang again. It read “Ranabhir calling”.
 
“Hello!”, my wife answered in a meek voice.
 
“I don’t like Mr. Patil complaining”, Ranabhir spoke from the other side.
 
“I am sorry but I was really not comfortable…….” My wife tried to provide explanation and apologized for her no mistake.
 
“When is your hubby going to be home?”, Ranabhir cut her short.
 
“He will be late; not before midnight”, my wife provided the information obediently.
 
“Good! Open the door!”, Ranabhir disconnected the call and our doorbell rang.
 

[manigopal]

Richa was stunned beyond imagination. She couldn’t think anything else as she found herself walking towards the door. In no time, Ranabhir entered our house with Sandesh and another man. Richa was totally disturbed and nervous as she noticed Sandesh smiling with sarcasm and the other fellow was mesmerized to notice her beauty accentuated by the exposed arms and cleavage and shapely ass. Ranabhir was calm as always as he observed Richa still standing by the door with her phone in hand. He indicated the two men to sit on the sofa and dragged Richa towards the adjacent chair. She was totally lost and didn’t protest as he pulled her in front of the two men. He sat down on the chair and took her in his laps and instantly pushed his hands inside her clothes. Richa moaned and closed her eyes in pain as he pinched her nipples and cunt lips one after other. This was followed by couple of strong slaps on her bums. The men were visibly excited and uncomfortable in their pants as Richa's nice round bums bounced with Ranabhir’s spanking. He was awakening the slave inside her and it wasn’t very difficult task for him. His presence or words were enough for it but this time it look little longer with the two men’s presence. But it wasn’t long before Richa was back to being Ranabhir’s submissive lady.
 
“I am sorry!”, she tried to speak when Ranabhir brought her face in front of him. Before she could speak any further, she noticed a globe of saliva coming out of Ranabhir’s mouth directed towards her face. She closed her eyes as it hit her. Ranabhir enjoyed spreading it on his face and pushed his fist to stretch her mouth open. This was followed by couple of slaps on her cheeks before he pushed her towards Sandesh and his friend. She definitely wanted more time with Ranabhir but was instead kicked on her butts and thrown towards Sandesh. Sandesh passed her along to Rakesh who was staring at her impatiently ever since entering our house.
 
“Use her”, Ranabhir said in his regular stern voice.
 
Rakesh looked at Sandesh who indicated her to get started. He needed no further second as he pulled her closer and kissed her lips. Rakesh was not very tall but healthy guy mostly towards dark complexion. His body smelled sweaty and his mouth wasn’t much pleasant. Richa had a tough time focusing as he kissed her lips hard and started licking her face while his hands were exploring her body all over. He squeezed her bums and caressed her exposed arms while continuing to kiss and lick my wife’s face. Richa tried placing her arms around him but he held her at waist and started licking her arms as well. He was literally biting on my wife’s smooth flesh. Sandesh meanwhile pulled his phone out and dialed Mr. Patil’s number.
 
“Zavayla tayar zali Sir….amhi chalu kartoy ata! (She is ready to get screwed Sir, we are starting now)”, Sandesh informed Mr. Patil indicating that Richa had agreed to bed him. Boasted by his victory, Mr. Patil probably asked Sandesh to keep his cell phone on loudspeaker mode. He acknowledged quickly.
 
“Saali la ashi thokun kadha…. Lakshat rahile pahije (Bang the bitch so hard… she should remember it)”, Mr. Patil spoke from the other side indicating how hard he wanted Richa to be banged.
 
“Ani ajun ek goshta… ti fakta zavayla dete ase nahi…. Tumhi tichya sobat kahi hi karu Shakta….samajla ka? Kahi hi mhanje….tiche kulle fodun kadhne… ticya tondat dene….sagle kahi… ti kashala nahi mhanat nahi…..ani mhanalich tar Ranabhir la sanga (And one more things….she doesn’t just screw men…. You can literally do anything with her… Anything ranging from spanking her butts…. Cumming in her mouth or everything….. she doesn’t deny anything….. and if at all she does…..let Ranabhir know)”, Mr. Patil praised my wife further. It simply fueled Rakesh who bited on her upper arm and shoulder. Richa shuddered in that pain. Instead of being furious, Mr. Patil’s talk awakened the submissive in her and she pulled Rakesh closer. Sandesh acknowledged to his boss and was about to disconnect his call.
 
“Chalega na Ranabhir ji… mere ladke log iske saath maze karenge toh! (Ranabhir, I hope you’re okay with my men having fun with her(Richa)!), Mr. Patil asked Ranabhir. “Bilkul Patil saab! Koi problem nahi! (Absolutely Mr. Patil, I have no problems!)” Ranabhir responded on my wife’s behalf. She was already consumed my Rakesh but now Sandesh was raring to start. He also extended his hand and pressed her other breast as Rakesh continued in and around her bosom.
 
“Kya randi…maze karne degi na ladke log ko? (Bitch! Won’t you let my men enjoy?)”, Mr. Patil finally moved to my wife. Richa nodded but didn’t speak at once. “Sandesh…mar ek thobadit tichya….bolat nahi saali! (Sandesh….slap the bitch…she needs to speak up!)”, Mr. Patil commanded from the other side and Sandesh agreed at once slapping her face really hard.
 
“Haan Sir! (Yes Sir!)”, my wife spoke loud enough so that Mr. Patil could hear her.
 
“Good…next time….tere ko nanga hi karoonga taxi mein…..ho jayegi na? (Good…next time…. I will make you strip in the taxi. Won’t you do it?)”, Mr. Patil reminded her of the evening incidence to tease her further.
 
“Haan Sir (Yes Sir)”, my wife answered again as Rakesh by then rolled her camisole up with Ranabhir’s approval and started sucking her nipples. Richa was excited both by the physical activities and Mr. Patil subjecting her to degradation.
 
“Haan haan kya bolti hai…..baithegi na mere saath taxi mein ….ekdum nangi? (Don’t keep saying just ‘Yes’. Tell me …won’t you strip naked in the taxi with me?)”, Mr. Patil continued taking pleasure out of her degradation.
 
“Jee Sir…aapke saath kapde utar ke baithungi mein taxi mein! (Yes Sir, I will sit with you in the taxi and remove my clothes!)”, my wife answered which made everyone laugh and embarrassed her further. They all enjoyed her discomfort at saying naked and she earned a handful of slaps and bites for that. Sandesh couldn’t hold back any further and pulled her violently towards him and removed her camisole to press her tits hard. Rakesh quickly moved behind and resumed licking her beautiful back. Richa was holding Sandesh’s phone in her hand while her bare torso was licked and bitten all around by two horny men. But Mr. Patil seemed far from done.
 
“Accha saali….aab bata muze ….waha kya ho raha hai? (Now you bitch, tell me what is exactly happening there!)” Mr. Patil roared on the phone. Richa was completely taken aback; she was absolutely not prepared for this type of embarrassment. But she saw no respite when Ranabhir indicated that she should continue following Mr. Patil. Richa later confessed it was driving her super crazy. She didn’t answer at once but her body was jerking with excitement as Sandesh removed her top. Both the friends grabbed a side of my wife and were engrossed in licking her all over. Sandesh moved to her back while Rakesh took one of her melons in his mouth and was kneading the other. He would go down licking all the way till her naval, waist and come up again to lick her breasts and suck her nipples. He was frequently pressing her breasts together while burying his face in the cleavage. Sandesh on the other hand was happy licking her entire back and her arms, he was softly scratching her armpits and licking them too. Richa had closed her eyes and was trying to cope up with their aggression by holding to their necks.

[manigopal]

“Saali raand, aab bolegi ki raaste pe nanga ghumna hai mere saath? (Bitch whore, are you going to speak now or shall I parade you naked on the road?)”, roared Mr. Patil again. “Sandesh! De tila 3-4 thobadit! (Sandesh! Slap the bitch!)”, he continued. Sandesh instantly acknowledged and slapped her across face. Rakesh also pinched her nipples hard and asked her to answer Mr. Patil.
 
“Jee Sir. Aap ke ladkone mera top utar diya hai aur muze chum rahe hai! (Yes Sir, your men have removed my top and they are kissing me!)”, my wife finally managed to murmur. There was a laughter again and she was pinched and slapped all over. But Mr. Patil seemed to have done enough to her. He finally disconnected the call after suggesting his men, “Sandesh! Havi tashi majaa karun ghya… ek numberi raand ahe hee…ani kashaala pan naahi mhanat naahi (Sandesh! Enjoy every bit with her… she is a total slut…and doesn’t say no to anything!)”. Sandesh acknowledged and my wife’s verbal humiliation was over for the time being. Sandesh took his cell phone and placed it on the center table before pulling Richa's pants down. Her panties were soon rolled down too. Richa was stripped naked to the fifth man in the day.
 
 
Jee Sir. Aap ke ladkone mera top utar diya hai aur muze chum rahe hai! (Yes Sir, your men have removed my top and they are kissing me!)”, my wife finally managed to murmur. There was a laughter again and she was pinched and slapped all over. But Mr. Patil seemed to have done enough to her. He finally disconnected the call after suggesting his men, “Sandesh! Havi tashi majaa karun ghya… ek numberi raand ahe hee…ani kashaala pan naahi mhanat naahi (Sandesh! Enjoy every bit with her… she is a total slut…and doesn’t say no to anything!)”. Sandesh acknowledged and my wife’s verbal humiliation was over for the time being. Sandesh took his cell phone and placed it on the center table before pulling Richa's pants down. Her panties were soon rolled down too. Richa was stripped naked to the fifth man in the day.
 
Rakesh was totally mesmerized to witness Richa's beauty. He caressed her fair and shapely thighs and tender waist and grabbed a handful of each of her bums. In no time, he was kissing and passionately licking her thighs and legs including her bums. The fact that Richa had taken a bath moments ago, she smelled even better and the aroma of her body was driving Rakesh crazy. He was totally engrossed in smelling her, kissing her and licking her body. Sandesh was no exception, he was having the most beautiful bosom at his disposal and he was treating it with great intent. He was licking and kissing every centimeter of Richa's torso and sucking her nipples while playing with her breasts using his hands too. My wife was trying to keep her composure; she was pushed to edge with the abuse Mr. Patil subjected her to. The fact that she was treated like a trash by some stranger men as directed on phone and that too inside her own house and in presence of Master Ranabhir had made her absolutely vulnerable. She was probably ready for anything and these men were treating her with great care and pleasing and appreciating her beauty. She closed her eyes and kept enjoying the treatment.
 
Sandesh and Rakesh were soon upping their game but didn’t lose the coordination and became messy. With Ranabhir’s permission they took Richa to our bedroom and placed her on the bed all naked while they occupied either side. Ranabhir too moved along with them and occupied Richa's makeup chair to keep a close check. Sandesh was the first to kiss my wife on the lips; while Rakesh focused on her shoulder and neck. Sandesh placed his rough lips on Richa's delicate ones and started rubbing slowly. My wife closed her eyes and slowly opened her mouth pushing her tongue out. Sandesh was too pleased and excited to taste her and didn’t waste a second in sucking her tongue and passing as much saliva as he could. They were kissing quite deep and making a lot of noise and Richa seemed quite comfortable letting Sandesh explore more every second. Rakesh wasn’t left behind either; he continued his licking and kissing Richa's amazing flesh. He licked her whole back and moved forward licking her arms, neck, shoulders and armpits. Richa's body continued jerking as Rakesh kept exploring new areas with his tongue but Sandesh held her firmly into kissing. Richa was soon resting her hands on Sandesh’s shoulders while Rakesh was holding her from behind and kissing all over. Sandesh was kind enough to leave enough space for his friend so he could suck my wife’s beautiful breasts. There was too much of kissing and licking between 2 horny men and a beautiful woman that any man could hardly resist. But Ranabhir was ice cool just keeping a check on the happenings.
 
The two friends quickly got into a pattern as Rakesh joined his friend to kiss and smooch my wife. Sandesh didn’t stop him and they started alternating her kisses. Wow! Richa had been with multiple men but here she was being kissed one after other by two different men. And they weren’t just kisses, she was being smooched hard and deep and was tasting both men’s saliva alternately. They noticed the thrill she was receiving and kept making love in the symmetric manner. They started moving down gradually while kissing her each cheeks together, licking her shoulders, planting a lot of kisses on her neck and slightly biting her ear lobes. Richa couldn’t hold herself as they both started licking her fingers of both hands together and proceeded towards upper arms and eventually to her armpits. She was about to collapse but they both supported her and took pleasure out of licking her armpits too. It was a lot of excitement for my wife when they both attacked her breasts together. Two men sucking and licking each breast of my wife and also pinching and exciting her with their hands was too much to digest for me too. But Richa was receiving the treatment first hand; they continued their love making in that fashion until they reached her womanhood.
 
Things changed suddenly as Rakesh touched Richa's clit and pinched it slightly. He placed his fingers along her inner thighs and explored her clean and enticing love triangle. Richa jerked pleasantly and opened her legs a bit. Both the friends looked at each other, it was the moment of the truth and Sandesh allowed his friend to proceed first. Rakesh thanked him and hurriedly dropped his pants and boxers. He was quite a dark fellow with untidy and hairy groin. Richa glanced over but was quickly engaged by Sandesh into kissing him. She sensed a medium size organ entering her moist tunnel. Rakesh seemed somewhat inexperienced in stretching, he stretched her legs 180 degrees apart and was pressing on her thigh joint while starting to thump her. It was indeed painful but Sandesh’s incessant kissing didn’t provide her any opportunity to protest. Rakesh was soon into rhythm and started thrusting her with his might. He was caressing her legs and bums as if a man finding water amongst a huge desert. He knew it was an opportunity and was enjoying every bit of it. He stretched his arms out and tried to catch up her beautiful breasts too. As he continued getting momentum, he became little more aggressive prompting Sandesh to step away.

[manigopal]

 
Rakesh now was having my wife entirely for himself and my wife had her 4th man in the day! He made her a bit comfortable by loosening her outstretched legs and started banging her as hard as he could while bending forward to kiss her beautiful lips. Richa was already feeling the heat in her burning pussy and didn’t mind pushing her tongue out to meet Rakesh’s. they were copulating like perfect couple except for the fact that they were not. Rakesh was a complete contrast to Richa in all aspects, he seemed not much educated, untidy and dark fellow with a body that smelled sweat. He was definitely a worker class guy while my wife was a queen comparatively. She is beautiful, educated and sophisticated and knows how to stay and look well. But it all didn’t matter! The fact was he was having her under him in her own bedroom and there was absolutely no forced involved either. After pumping her for some time, Rakesh pulled out and lied beside Richa with a pillow under his head. He immediately asked her to get on top and continue riding.
 
This was interesting! As Richa got up, she noticed Sandesh standing by the edge of bed and Ranabhir relaxing in the nearby chair. She glanced at Ranabhir hesitantly before she was pulled over by Rakesh. He spread her both legs on either side of him and lifted her bums to adjust his member. Richa helped him and adjusted herself such that his member started invading her tunnel once again. His cock was literally choked in cum and Richa's juices; it didn’t cause them any problem to resume the game. He made Richa jump on his member to derive pleasure and also started giving her some slaps on her thighs. My wife happily took them and started grinding his cock. She was obviously all naked and milking his cock using the pressure of her body; in the process giving a great view of her round bums moving seductively to Sandesh. Off course it attracted the spanking it deserved from him and then Rakesh pulled her on his body completely to avoid any disruptions. Richa surprised everyone when she started kissing Rakesh herself. She placed Rakesh’s hand beside him and started kissing his chest while she was still riding him. She quickly covered his chest, very gently bit his nipples and continued on his shoulders and neck. The man was in seventh heaven and pulled her up again to kiss her lips. Richa quickly responded and planted multiple kisses on his face before engaging herself into an open mouthed kiss. She was kissing him passionately, taking his rough lower lip into her mouth and then touching the tip of his tongue with her own. She was sucking his tongue and also giving hers for him to suck. His hands were now playing with her breasts and slowly arousing her with the tinkling and his cock was still buried in her tunnel. The man was enjoying her completely. Sandesh was stunned to see her making so passionate love to his friend, he was also worried about his turn but it was indeed a turn on for any man and even Ranabhir was not an exception.
 
Richa and Rakesh continued kissing like true lovers of ages when Rakesh started to reach his climax. He became little harsh and started pinching and pulling her breasts roughly, he was also pushing his tongue deep into Richa's and biting her lips very aggressively. Richa sensed it and started gyrating her hips on his cock in a circular fashion to give him maximum pleasure. She looked straight into his eyes as if challenging him to go harder with a short smile on her face. It fueled his masculine ego and he went further rough. Richa stretched her arms over her head giving him full access to her torso. Rakesh seized the opportunity and started slapping her breasts real hard and literally twisting her nipples. It caused immense pain but she kept arousing him with that cunning smile and some horny moaning. “Saaali raaaand (Bitch!)”, Rakesh used a lot of dirty words while pinching and slapping her breasts. Richa appeared like a true bitch that moment and Rakesh couldn’t hold himself anymore. He flipped Richa on the bed and went on top of her, riding her like a bull now. His last few thrusts were the mightiest ones as he eventually collapsed on her while emptying loads of semen inside her tunnel. Both of them were drenched in sweat and hugging each other tightly while Rakesh was still insider her and kissing her lips in between. Richa was crushed under his weight but was still reciprocating his kisses.
 
But Rakesh’s honeymoon period was over soon.
 
 
Both of them were drenched in sweat and hugging each other tightly while Rakesh was still insider her and kissing her lips in between. Richa was crushed under his weight but was still reciprocating his kisses. But Rakesh’s honeymoon period was over soon.
 
Sandesh was waiting impatiently and Rakesh was nothing but grateful to his friend and didn’t block him for long. As Rakesh moved into our bathroom to clean and adjust himself, Sandesh pulled Richa towards the edge of the bed. He noticed the watch which read 10:30; so he guessed he didn’t have lot of time. “15 minute hai na Ranabhir bhai?(Do I have 15 minutes Ranabhir Sir?)”, he asked as he dropped his pants and bent to kiss Richa. Ranabhir affirmed him and moved outside to the living room watching the television. Sandesh too engaged himself in kissing Richa who looked somewhat tired. She wasn’t protesting but was not actively involved either. But Sandesh wasn’t giving up either, he started softly massaging her breasts and parted her lips with his tongue. Richa moaned softly and opened her mouth in succession for 2nd man and started smooching him. She was tired but still trying her best to keep up pace and pushed her tongue out to tickle Sandesh’s. He loved it and licked her face all over and dropped to the bosom. Her breasts were sucked and licked for long before Sandesh went further down kissing her smooth tummy and naval. His tongue explored her naval neatly as Rakesh returned from bathroom and sat right next to the action on our bed. Richa was somewhat uncomfortable but he was least bothered and Sandesh was too busy to notice. Sandesh didn’t put his face towards her messy love triangle but was enjoying kissing and biting her soft thighs and her beautiful legs.
 
“Ekdum kadak maal ahe yaar (She is such a hot babe man!)”, Rakesh exclaimed to his friend.
 
“Haan..ani tu ekdum kachkachit thokun kadhala ahes… mala vatla ata nahi mhante ki kay mala! (Yes, absolutely. And you screwed her too hard….i was scared if she would deny me!)”, Sandesh responded to him friend with a smile. Rakesh could hold back but stretched his arm out and started playing with her breasts again. Richa just closed her eyes and didn’t respond to their conversation. It was a candid conversation between two friends and didn’t require her to be attentive either.