Misc. Erotica HOT WIFE RICHA

[manigopal]

 
“Patil sahib mhanale hote….jaam stamina ahe zavaycha…. Pan mala itka vaatla navta….mahit nahi ani…ya nantar to pan zavnar ahe ka. (Patil Sir mentioned that she has a large apetite for this but wasn’t sure she would last this long. And I think he (Ranabhir) is yet to screw her)”, the friends continued their conversation. Sandesh was quickly getting ready to penetrate my wife with his mighty cock while Rakesh was playing with her body to kill time. Sandesh had absolutely no problems with Richa's absolutely wet pussy and he entered her with a jerk. He pushed Rakesh away in a friendly manner and took her all for himself. He too stretched himself and kissed her lips and played with her breasts while stroking her. Richa was trying her best to respond to his advances and he seemed satisfied with them. Once or twice when she seemed to drop the ball, she was slapped and reminded quickly. Sandesh kept thrusting her for few minutes while alternating her positions. He pulled her towards the edge once, turned her on her side, turned her completely on her stomach and raised her legs too. Richa offered no resistance and did everything he asked for. The surp surp voice of him hitting her thighs hard was driving him crazy. He added some more fun by slapping her butts hard and twisting her nipples. It wasn’t long before Sandesh was overwhelmed and ejaculated big in her overflown vagina. Richa knew the bedsheet was spoilt but didn’t object and continued kissing Sandesh as he collapsed on her like his friend. It was almost 11pm and Ranabhir entered the room and knocked on the door. Both Sandesh and Rakesh quickly dressed themselves up and thanked Ranabhir whole heartedly before leaving our house. Richa was now left at Ranabhir’s mercy.
 
Richa was expecting Ranabhir to jump on her as soon as Rakesh and Sandesh left. But he calmly walked outside leaving her alone in the room. It startled her a bit as she quickly checked the clock. It was still about half an hour before I was going to start from office and she was expecting Ranabhir to make use of that time. But she heard our main door slamming closed assuming the duo had left and decided to walk outside to check on Ranabhir. She wondered if she should wear something before that but eventually only wrapped a bedsheet around her.
 
“You seem dead tired, aren’t you?”, asked Ranabhir as he saw her walking out.
“Yes, I mean… I don’t know…. I guess..”, Richa fumbled again not knowing what was on his mind. Ranabhir smiled at her fumbling for words but didn’t make any move.
 
“Do you need something?”, my wife finally couldn’t hold back and asked him.
 
This time he smiled louder acknowledging her sluttiness. Richa sensed it and was embarrassed but she knew it was the truth as well. She smiled half heatedly and approached the sofa next to where he was sitting. Ranabhir gave her a long and cold stare making her nervous as hell. She was still not able to read his mind but thought of something and got up from sofa and went down on her knees in front of him. That probably pleased Ranabhir as he stood up and asked her to follow him towards our bathroom. As they walked towards, Ranabhir removed his shirt and trouser and walked inside in his boxers. Richa could see the erection and was somewhat relieved.
 
My wife was asked to stand at the center as he picked up the shower tap (free moving) and sprayed warm water all over her body; quickly followed by liquid soap lying beside. Richa enjoyed the attention and quickly started rubbing her body seductively. Ranabhir laughed at her attempt to seduce him but didn’t do anything; instead he helped her with the soap and water alternatively as she cleaned her face, torso, back, arms and gradually moved to her legs. He quietly asked her to spread them and aimed the water at her opening. Richa was expecting him to increase temperature of water or some other mean of torture but nothing really occurred. He helped her as she cleaned her love tunnel with her fingers and then her thighs and legs as well. Richa asked if she could use the shampoo for her hairs instead of liquid soap and Ranabhir didn’t object. He even offered her a towel to wrap herself and walked her back to bedroom.
 
“Thank you!” my wife exclaimed as she couldn’t suppress her surprise at Ranabhir not trying anything nasty with her. Ranabhir too smiled back. “What is going on?”, Richa wondered to herself. She didn’t expect him to be so well mannered to her and neither did she want. There were no two thoughts; she had enjoyed his nasty and filthy ways of using her and she had admitted that to me. This change of guard was confusing her to core. However, here he was, allowing her to dry herself using the towel and waiting patiently beside. I dad started from my office and called Richa to inform about the same; Ranabhir was aware about it. “Quick! We don’t have all the night!”, Ranabhir suggested. Richa was glad to hear that as it indicated that he had something in his mind.
 
In no time, he made Richa lie on the bed and climbed on her. She was already naked and he was only in his boxers as he started kissing her lips. He planted multiple kisses on her face, shoulders and neck before starting to suck her nipples and gradually pressing her tits. Richa was gaining libidos very fast and moaning in pleasure. Ranabhir continued making love to her body as a normal guy. He kept sucking her ample breasts, pressed them with perfect pressure and not to harm them, was licking her ear lobes, kissing her cheeks, snuffing her freshly bathed arms and enjoying her cleavage. Without even being touched, Richa felt she was leaking juices and Ranabhir didn’t delay it too much. He soon went down and felt her moistness as he lowered his boxers. There was no problem for him to enter my wife’s love tunnel. It was her 5th prick of the day but most precious for her. She did her best to provide him adequate room as he started grinding his member inside. Ranabhir is well endowed and he started giving her some hard strokes and Richa started gyrating her pelvis to support him. It was well past 10 minutes my call and I wasn’t going to take too long as it was late hours. Richa indicated Ranabhir that I could be home very soon and pleaded if he can finish and leave soon. The fellow didn’t disagree even then. It was as if he was doing everything to please Richa. Ranabhir has good stamina and he was just about reaching his climax but he pulled out and started to put on his clothes. “You should also wear whatever you’re going to”, he asked my wife who quickly wiped her groin and put on a panty. She then wore the same short pant and camisole top she was wearing when they entered our house. Richa quickly arranged bedsheet and towels and Ranabhir was almost ready to leave.
 
“I want to cum in your mouth just before your hubby returns!”, commanded Ranabhir.
 
Richa was stunned once again. It wasn’t a very tough ask by Ranabhir’s standards but the timing was terrible. I could have reached any moment giving no time for Ranabhir to escape. But she also knew that there is nothing like arguing with Ranabhir; he ensures he get whatever he asks for. Besides Richa hardly had any time to think about options or provide alternatives.
 
“Can I please do it here?”, Richa requested if she could do it closer to the sliding windows of our living room. She adjusted the curtains such that she could keep an eye on the approach road from where I would bring my car into the parking. Ranabhir agreed to it but insisted that the curtain will be completely undone. With the tinted glasses and dim light, it wasn’t going to be easy for someone to notice what was going on unless someone pays very detailed attention. Seeing no option Richa went down on the knees as Ranabhir moved the curtains such that he was covered but she was exposed. Richa unzipped him in hurry and started sucking him straight away. The man was still on but was back to his regular ways. He was trying to delay his climax and at the same time giving light slaps to her and pulling her hairs. Richa was trying her best oral skills but the tension was really affecting her and then she thought it was all over as she saw my car entering the premises.
 
“We have to stop”, she declared and got up wiping her mouth.

[manigopal]

“Shut up”, Ranabhir shouted at her and dragged her towards the main door. He stood right behind the door and stuffed his member in her mouth by pushing her on the knees. Richa was too tensed to think about anything as Ranabhir grinded his cock violently in her mouth and released a jet of semen inside. Richa was sweating in fear as he opened the door.
 
“Make sure you gulp this down!”, he commanded and quickly rushed towards the stairs. Richa could see the elevator display showing the up arrow indicating that I was coming up. She quickly slammed the door and tried her best to gulp down. Poor lady! She hardly had any time as I rang the door. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and let me in. But instead of waiting for me to kiss her, she rushed to adjust the curtain and drink some water. I didn’t miss that and rushed to grab her as she gulped Ranabhir’s semen along with some water.
 
She rushed to table and drank some water and tried to calm herself down. I was already at the door and she ran back to let me in. As I step in, she tried to take a look at Ranabhir through the curtain and then adjusted it before fetching water for me.
 
 
 
Hospitals not so boring!
Hello all! Back with next encounter of my dear wife. This was somewhat unexpected and unplanned too. It was on a Friday when I was going to be working late in the office. Richa was planning to visit one of her colleagues who was hospitalized for broken leg or something. The lady was alone in town and Richa and her other colleagues were looking after her till her family arrived. Although it was a Friday evening, Richa volunteered to visit hospital as I informed her that I was going to be very late due to some urgent work at office. She agreed to stay their overnight as the other lady who was supposed to stay had some personal exigency.
 
Richa reached the hospital around 8pm and spoke a few words to her friend who was kept in semi-conscious condition under medical supervision due to pain. There wasn’t much to be done in the hospital as such except for keeping check on her leg’s condition, monitoring the saline supply and bringing medicines if any. The hospital was relatively well managed but still you have that casual staff which makes you stay with your patient. The lady was put on to 8th floor of the hospital which had air conditioned facility with twin beds in a room and attached bathroom. There were two patients in a room on two beds separated by a large curtain and two sofa arranged for patient’s relatives on either side of the room. It had a regular chair and table that you would find in the hospital room along with a common toilet and wash basin inside the room.
 
Richa spent some time in the room reading her emails and messages. After a while she went out and took a walk in the lobby connecting other rooms. She could notice a lot of gazes following her; especially those of the ward boys, hospital male staff and off course the male relatives of different patients. She wondered why everyone seemed so excited; she wasn’t really wearing anything provocative. She was merely into a sleeveless kameez with some v shaped opening and a tight kurti. If at all, there was anything on display, it was her arms, small portion of her shoulders and very little of cleavage that too if she bent. But she decided not to give more hard time to others and returned to the room. The other patient in the room, who was also a lady, was sleeping too and didn’t have any relative with her then.
 
As there wasn’t much to do Richa called up some of her friends and was talking to them to kill time. Just then she noticed a man enter the room. He was probably a relative of the other patient. He arranged the stuff he had brought on the table and relaxed on the sofa. He couldn’t see Richa as she was sitting behind the stretched curtain. A nurse then approached Richa and asked her to bring certain medicines. Richa disconnected the call and tries to ask the nurse about where to bring them from but the nurse was quickly gone. Richa tried to follow her towards nurse station when she noticed a man sitting in the opposite half of the room and he also saw her. There was just one nurse there who was talking on phone so Richa asked one of the ward boys standing there about the pharmacy shop. The guy was probably in his late 40s but he quickly checked her out first.
 
“Chala, me dakhavto tumhala. (Come, I’ll show you where the shop is.)”, the guy offered his help in local language. Richa just wanted coordinates but couldn’t say no to him as he offered help. She walked back to her room while the fellow followed her. She picked her purse and phone and started to walk with him.
 
“The pharmacy shop is right downstairs”, the man with the other patient spoke as he saw Richa with the prescription papers. “Oh thanks! I will get it”, Richa responded with a short smile. “Me dakhavto! (I’ll show her!)”, the ward boy quickly responded too indicating he was accompanying her. As Richa walked with him she could see other ward boys making some gestures to their fellow who seemed excited to escort this beautiful lady. He was walking behind her and she could make out that he was checking her out from behind like all the other men. As they entered the elevators that was somewhat crowded, she could sense him standing very close to her and she could even sense his heavy breathing on her shoulders. She was nervous but remained composed and confident as they came out and he escorted her to the shop. He asked her to wait in a long queue for the medicines and disappeared in the crowd there. Richa could see tens of more gazes eating her virtually as she kept standing in that queue.
 
“Are you in the hospital honey?” I called up and asked her. She nodded and asked me when I was planning to leave. I told her that I would be very late and it could be early morning next day that I would leave from office. I asked her if I should pick her up while going home. She wasn’t sure and informed me that her colleague’s parents were going to show up around 7 the next morning. So if I was going after that, I could pick her up. Otherwise, she would take a taxi and come back. As she disconnected the phone, the ward boy was back to scene.
 
“Madam, dya to paper, me gheun yeto pudhe jaun. Aapli olakh ahe! (Ma’am, give me that paper. I will get them quickly through someone I know there!)”, the guy declared to Richa. She was obviously pleased and gave him the paper. He went through the crowd to the last counter and then indicated Richa to come forward. She managed to walk through a lot of men and reached the counter. The man at the counter was also visibly excited to notice Richa’s beauty but he quickly grabbed all the medicines and prepared the bill to handover to her. He and the other fellow couldn’t take their eyes off when Richa bent to sign the medicine bill on his table. She thanked him and left from there with the ward boy. He continued to company her all the way to the room in spite of Richa saying she could manage it. Richa placed the medicines on the table and thanked him. The guy was still standing there. Finally Richa gave him 10 bucks and thanked him again indicating him to leave. “Ajun kahi madat havi tar bola! Apan ithe ch asto! (Feel free to tell me if you need help. I am around!)”, the guy offered his help as he left. Richa somehow managed to smile but was somewhat irritated too.

[manigopal]

“Wow! You’re back really quick. Got special treatment huh?”, before Richa could settle down there was another man trying to talk to her. This time it was this other man, relative of the next patient. He came out from the toilet and noticed Richa back with the medicines. He was genuinely surprised. “It usually takes about 30-40 minutes to be back with medicines. They’re that slow”, he continued while wiping his hands to a towel. “Yes, I was lucky. That ward boy helped me”, Richa tried to keep it short. “Oh good for you!”, the man responded and moved towards his side of room as he noticed Richa little uncomfortable. Yes, Richa was irritated, not by these men but the fact that there wasn’t anything for her to do in there. She was somewhat bored and the man was kind enough to give her the time.
 
Richa relaxed on the sofa and put on her headphones and started playing songs on her phone. She also answered a call on her colleague’s phone. It was from her parents and hubby who were on their way to the town and called to inform that they would reach the hospital early morning. She felt little better to learn that she could leave early morning for home and that hopefully I would be home by then. It was now about 7-8 hours of night which she was hoping she could sleep through on the sofa. It was about 9:15-9:30 pm of Friday evening but the hospital was going quiet. it was strange as the roads outside were bustling with weekend fever but the world inside was different. There were still lot of people around but the visiting hours were over; so they were mainly sticking to their own patient rooms. Richa was somewhat hungry so she decided to visit the cafeteria she had noticed earlier. As she walked past the other patient, the man gleefully watched her but didn’t try anything else. She was glad not to find that ward boy; as she reached the cafeteria and had a sandwich and some juice. There was no shortage of men staring and checking her out but nothing eventful happened as she returned to her room.
 
She was in much better mood as she returned to the room. She smiled to the man and then proceeded to the sofa on her side of the room which had window opening to main road. She stood by the window watching the busy roads down and wondering if she should sleep immediately or after a while. She wasn’t off course sleepy but there wasn’t anything else to do either. When she relaxed on the sofa, she noticed the man was sitting on the chair and could see her through the curtain that was moved away. She didn’t want to look rude and adjust the curtain right away and sat down on the sofa. The man was trying to angle his cell phone as he was watching something on it with his headphones. Richa too tried to look into her cell phone and distract her attention. But the man soon moved his chair closer to curtain towards Richa’s side on the pretext of not getting signal on his cell phone. As Richa kept quiet, he eventually got up and came towards her.
 
“Can I stand here for some time? Not getting 3G there; unable to watch Hotstar!” he speak to grab Richa’s attention. Richa noticed him watching the IPL game on hotstar and adjusted herself to give him some space to stand. He thanked her and stood there for a minute or two before settling down on the sofa just beside her. Richa didn’t react strongly but moved a bit away as he sat next. “Want to watch the GAME? Virat is really ON”, he spoke to engage Richa into a conversation. Now Richa enjoys watching IPL games and since she was bored too, she didn’t refuse and started looking into his phone as he placed it between them.
 
“Let me know if you would want to watch something else in between!”, he offered to be kind to Richa.
 
“Sure”, my wife replied promptly. So during one of the breaks, the man started surfing for another channel streaming and found “Jism 2” playing there. He stopped there to gauge Richa’s reaction who smiled quickly seeing Sunny Leone and realizing it was that movie.
 
“It’s something you would want to watch with your husband, right?” the man spoke with a wink. Richa didn’t react and in fact smiled and returned his wink.
“Unless, you’re OKAY with STRANGERs”, the man continued with the same wry smile. Richa skipped to react this time.
 
“You know what I mean by STRANGERs, don’t you? You look quite modern and open!” he continued analyzing my wife who only nodded affirmative. He didn’t bother to switch back to IPL game and this time moved a bit closer to Richa as they kept watching the romantic movie.
 
“So hubby working too much or at more interesting place?” he asked her indicatively but also with a smile.
 
“No, he is around. Just had some extra work tonight and there wasn’t anyone to look after her”, my wife offered her side of the story.
 
“No wonder! Otherwise, why would a man leave someone like YOU out here in hospital?” this time he was quite direct as he felt more confident with my wife’s lack of strong resistance. Richa sensed the tension but continued to fail to react.
 
As the movie played a lovemaking scene, the man placed his arm around my wife’s shoulder and pulled her closer. He dropped his phone into her lap and kissed her shoulder and then very quickly placed his lips on her mouth. Richa tried to move her body as he kissed her lips. Her eyes closed as he stretched his hands to grab her breasts and pressed them in a flash while his lips continue to explore her mouth. He turned her to face him and looked into her once before resuming to kiss her lips. Richa unknowingly placed her hands around his shoulders and grabbed him as his hands continued to massage her bosom and he continued kissing and licking her face. He sensed she was under control within a minute and paused for a moment to see her reaction. Richa couldn’t face him directly instead lowered her gaze as she realized she was overpowered yet again by another man.
 
She tried to move a bit behind curtains to block others from seeing her being kissed. But the man didn’t let her and instead pulled her into his lap and started pressing her bums and kissing his chest and neck. Richa was nervous as they were right in front of the door and she even saw nurses and other people moving around freely. The man was unaffected as he turned her again and started kissing her while exposing her back to the door now. That worked quickly as Richa couldn’t see anything and involved herself into kissing him. He was a guy with mustache and Richa enjoyed kissing his lips and his rough moustaches rubbing against her soft flesh. She didn’t hesitate a lot as he opened her mouth and explored her tongue. They tasted each other’s saliva and continue to smooch hard and deep. He gradually moved his hand inside her dress and pinched her nipple on the bra. Richa shrieked in pain and turned her face away noticing two men at the door watching them with intent. She was shocked and jumped out of his lap to pull the curtain and cover herself. The guy also got up and went to the door to close it. The hospital policy didn’t allow the door to be bolted from inside; hence he shut it closed and turned back to grab my wife.

[manigopal]

He checked his wife was sleeping in slumber and rushed towards Richa. He pulled her closer and started kissing her wildly and fondling her body. He was really raw and rough and grabbed her flesh as a rubber doll. He was treated with amazing beauty at a least expected location and he was taking full advantage. My wife was passive as a natural reaction to his aggression and continued to let him enjoy the way he wanted. At one point, they were about to fall on the patient bed but he supported her as he rolled her kameez up and removed it. Richa was slightly nervous but he threw her on the sofa and jumped on her to resume kissing. She was lying there with only in her bra and he was passionately kissing her face, her neck, shoulders and cleavage. He even bit on her naval and her waist before eventually focusing on the breasts. Richa didn’t hold back a long before she lost her bra and exposed her beautiful melons to another stranger who grabbed it both hands. The lust was evident and expected since his wife was ill for couple of months and she was no match to Richa’s size and firmness of breasts. He did everything he could with her flesh giving her really hard time to control her moans and cries. Within 5-10 minutes, her breasts looked overworked, they were wet with his licking, reddish with twisting and pinches and even had bite marks at the base.
 
But the lovemaking had to stop abruptly as a nurse entered the room with a BP measuring unit. They both were shell shocked; so was the nurse as she could witness him lying over my wife on the sofa. She coughed to announce her arrival and thankfully went first to this man’s wife’s bed. It allowed them just about a minute to separate from each other. The man quickly rushed back to his side of room; Richa raced with time to put on her kameez. She couldn’t even hide her bra lying on the floor. When the nurse showed in on Richa’s side of room, she had a wry smile that was broadened when she noticed Richa’s bra lying on the floor. Richa wasn’t able to face her but she purposely said, “BP is normal; don’t do something that could raise it!”. My wife didn’t react but the man reacted, “Oh good to know!”.
 
“Please don’t lock the door! We will need to come in between!”, the nurse said as she was leaving the room.
 
“No surely not! We will not bolt it; it will just be shut without lock!”, the man affirmed her.
 
“Thanks! And remember this is hospital!”, the nurse said sarcastically looking at Richa in partcular.
 
There was awkward silence when she actually left the room. Richa quickly picked her bra and tried to adjust herself. The man seemed to be not affected much as he continued to have smile on his face. After a minute or so, he approached my wife again but Richa ran away trying to explain him to stop. Well, the man had already tasted her and asking him to stop now was always going to be monumental ask for Richa. She tried to negotiate saying that it was too risky to try anything with the door not bolted or someone could complain to authority or his wife may realize the proceedings. But he seemed least bothered as he stepped towards the door and shut it again but not bolting from inside. He returned and resumed kissing Richa as if nothing had happened. My wife tried braking free but was soon opening her mouth to let him explore her tongue while her breasts were being fondled freely. It hardly took him a minute or two to undo Richa’s kameez leaving her topless once again. This time he gripped himself around her hairs and kept pushing deeper into her mouth while pressing her breasts hard. He was sucking her lips quite aggressively and exchanging saliva with her at ease; the intensity of him pinching and twisting her nipples was also arising. Richa was back into cooperation mode as the man continued making wild love to her upper body. It was really crazy situation as there was a colleague of her sleeping on a bed just a feet away, while my wife continued making love to a stranger man as his wife occupied a bed a few more feet away. It hardly takes anything to make Richa go weak than a man’s aggression!
 
As their lovemaking continued, Richa laid on the sofa with her eyes shut tightly while the man continued exploring her cherries with his mouth and hands both. He literally licked her arms, shoulders, tummy and breasts while holding her under him. Not that my wife was showing any resistance, she in fact had her hands wrapping around his neck repeatedly as she was getting engrossed in it. The man was definitely in 7th heaven as they completely missed to notice a light knock on the door. They weren’t expecting another nurse round so soon; neither were any Doctors expected. But to their horror (especially Richa), the ward boy who had helped her earlier stopped in to check if Richa needed any assistance. He off course wanted to take a good look at Richa’s body on the pretext, but he was rewarded more than what he asked for. When he walked in, he saw that man poking Richa’s naval with his tongue and kissing and licking her tummy passionately. Richa was completely lost too, holding the armrest of sofa with both her hands over her shoulder. Her massive bosom was completely on display with her tits oscillating with their movements and she was biting her lips to control her moaning. It was indeed a sight hotter than hottest of a porn!
 
The ward boy literally froze for a split second before starting to realize what he was seeing. He was semi erect just with the thought of visiting Richa’s room; now his member was raring to jump free. He thought about comforting himself with his hand and that’s when made some noise of the plastic bag he was carrying. Richa was completely shocked and pulled the man closer to her to cover her nakedness, the man was stunned too. He quickly picked the kameez to cover her as he got up and turned to the ward boy.
 
“Kya chahiye? Andar kyu aya hai? (What do you want? Why have you stepped in?)”, the man asked in an irritated tone as Richa tried to cover her torso with the kameez. The ward boy didn’t look too pleased with the man’s tone.
 
“Mi madam na kahi hava ahe ka vicharayla alo! Mala navte mahit ki madam ithe maza marat ahet! (I stopped by to check if Madam wanted something. I didn’t know she is having fun here!)”, he responded in a typical tone as he continued ogling at Richa while rubbing his member over his pant.
 
The man was really annoyed and almost roared at him but lowered his voice instantly asking him to leave the room. “Madam??”, the ward boy was also adamant as he proceeded a bit further looking at Richa. The man was about to pull him back but Richa signaled him to calm down as she tried to laugh forcefully and spoke with the ward boy, “Jee, nahi chahiye kuch abhi! (No, I don’t need anything now)”. Her heart skipped a beat as he stepped a bit further with a smile on his face and still rubbing his member. “Thik ahe! Parva mazi night ahe ithe, teva alat tar maza yeil! (Okay, I have a night shift here the day after, can you please visit the hospital then?)”, he asked suggestively. He was now so close to Richa that he would have touched her had he stretched his hand. But he didn’t, instead he bent and took a good look at Richa’s breasts, her shoulder and arms before backing off and leaving from the room.
 
 
He was now so close to Richa that he would have touched her had he stretched his hand. But he didn’t, instead he bent and took a good look at Richa’s breasts, her shoulder and arms before backing off and leaving from the room.

[manigopal]

Both of them were somewhat shocked with that incident. Richa, especially, tried to put on her dress as soon as the ward boy left in spite of the man asking her not to. He looked dejected but didn’t react strongly. There was tremendous tension in the room; both of them didn’t utter a work almost for next 5 minutes. “I think he is gone now!”, spoke the man referring to the ward boy as he proceeded again to sit beside Richa on the sofa. She was still not comfortable as she immediately distanced herself and stood up near the curtain. The man didn’t push her immediately, instead went back to the door and checked outside. It was almost 11pm and everything was dead silent as per the hospital norms. He quietly moved back in and approached my wife again. “Listen, he is gone now and everything is quiet outside. Let us resume quickly”, the man was straight to point. Richa was still not convinced so she tried to keep distance. The man was somewhat annoyed with that but he kept his composure and went near her again. He then slowly dragged her to the sofa behind curtains and tried kissing her lips. He was pleased that Richa didn’t react strongly; she just tried to keep away due to fear.
 
“Should we take a hotel room?”, the man asked her. There was a good hotel very near to the hospital and it was quite common for relatives of outstation patients to stay there. So the man asked her if they should get there to continue without tension. “No, I have to be here with her!”, Richa quickly turned down his offer. She was somewhat surprised that he wanted to have a go at her so desperately. Little did she know it was same with any man!
 
The man was going through difficult situation. He desperately wanted to screw her and he had realized that she was open to it; she was only tensed about privacy. He didn’t want to miss the golden opportunity also but neither was he wanting to push her such that she uses panic button. He kept his nerves and sat down beside her like a regular activity. After a couple of minutes, he stretched his hand to touch Richa’s breasts over her dress. Her first reaction was to look at the door to check if she was being watched. The man noticed that and felt better. He adjusted the curtain such that they could notice the door opening immediately but the person opening the door couldn’t see them right away. It would have given them a minute at least to recover, provided then stay alert enough. Richa acknowledged the provision as she didn’t stop the man when he came back to sofa and pressed her breasts another time. She tried to keep some distance as the man extended both of his hands and continued squeezing her breasts over the dress. His fingers were occasionally running inside her dress through her cleavage as she sat there without bra; but he didn’t try to roll up or remove it. Richa was already feeling the heat as she didn’t realize when she moved back closed to him as he kept playing with her big shapely breasts and twisting the nipples.
 
It wasn’t too long before my wife was again engrossed in kissing this stranger man while his hands were exploring her body parts over clothed body. Richa had closed her eyes as the man continued kissing her lips, her neck and shoulders. This time he didn’t rush into rolling up or removing her dress; instead he went on to kiss her exposed arms, lifted them to even suck her armpits and continued kissing her cleavage exposed through the dress. He kept cupping her breasts and continued licking the cleavage alongside kissing her lips. He then quietly pushed his hand under Richa’s kameez towards her love triangle and gave her a slight pinch between her legs. Richa moaned as he kept tapping over her clit from outside. He was trying his best to keep her on the edge and at the same time not go overboard. It appeared as though he was successful, but Richa was quite alert then. A few minutes later, as soon as she heard some footsteps outside, she ran away from him. Thankfully, there wasn’t much disturbance over the next 15-30 minutes, as the man resumed the soft love making with her.
 
Richa was relatively comfortable by then but still reluctant to take off clothes. She had her kameez, panty and leggings still on her body while her bra was kept away by this man. He tried a few times to roll up her kameez or pull down the leggings but was only successful in putting his hands inside both and touch her naked flesh in those secret areas. Richa was excited without doubts as he was pinching her cunt and nipples but she remained alert about her surroundings too. The man was finding it relatively difficult to control as he was really waiting for the opportunity to screw her then and there. It was almost over half an hour and he had kissed every inch of her body and was raring to go full blood. At one point, he lost his patience a bit and pushed Richa’s hands behind her and tried to roll up her kameez. With her closed eyes, Richa was stunned for a moment as her breasts were exposed once more time and the man quickly rushed to suck them. But Richa quickly tried to calm him down and adjusted her dress again. The man wasn’t too pleased and moved away for a bit. Just as he moved away, the door of the room opened and someone barged in. The man and Richa, both, were alert enough to part away although the man wasn’t able to move out of sofa completely. The ward boy was back to the scene leaving Richa nervous once again. But she was relieved that this time she wasn’t caught off guard by him.
 
“Arrey aap idhar hi baithe hai! Kuch chalu ho raha tha kya? (Ohh! You (both) are still on same sofa; about the start the action?)”, this time the ward boy winked at the man while keeping his gaze fixed on Richa. The man didn’t answer but smiled back while Richa stayed silent. “Muze laga tha….aab thokna chalu ho gaya rahega…..kya hua? Madam ne maana kiya kya? (I thought you would have started action by now. what happened? Did madam refuse to continue?)”, the guy continued his interrogation in pure raw language. As he stood there barely a hand away from my wife, he kept rubbing his groin with his hand while he continued to penetrate her virtually. Lust was quite evident on his face and Richa could read that. “Nahi, Madam to taiyyar hai; bass jagah ka problem hai…yahan door band nahi kar sakte na! (No no! Madam is ready; just that we couldn’t find place and this room can’t be locked!)”, the man explained his problem. The ward boy laughed at it, embarrassing Richa further and she lowered her gaze. But it was just the beginning.
 
The ward boy suddenly stretched out his arm and pulled Richa from the sofa. She stumbled as he dragged her out and pulled towards her. Both Richa and the man were stunned and failed to react before the ward boy announced, “Bass itni si baat! Abhi mein madam ko andaar leta hoon! Aap bahar rukiye. Baad mein aap ki baari! (Oh, is that it? Let me enjoy her inside (pointing to bathroom)! Please wait outside and then once I am done, we will reverse roles!)” Richa panicked and tried to break free but the ward boy was quite strong for her. She looked at the man with a pleading face; but he showed a thumb to ward boy accepting the deal!”.
 
It was about mid night when my wife was locked inside a toilet of a hospital room with a stranger, a merely ward boy working in the hospital, knowing that he will get physical with her. He was completely raw as he got inside. He hugged her tightly and squeezed her breasts and buttocks really rough. Within minutes, my wife had all her clothes departing her body. He was mesmerized with Richa’s beauty but being unfamiliar to lovemaking, he couldn’t make best use. He sucked her breasts and kissed her butts roughly before pushing her down on the floor. Now the floor wasn’t too dirty but had some water on it. But this guy cared little as he pushed her down all the way and quickly lowered his pants. Richa didn’t even realize what he was trying to do when he had his member penetrating her. It was long and thick though and Richa sensed it distinctly as it thumped inside. He was completely turned on as he continued sucking and biting her breasts while thrusting her really hard. Richa initially tried not to lie completely on the floor but she couldn’t hold his weight any longer and falls flat on her back. His raw cock initially caused tremendous friction but with Richa’s juices it was going in and out much smoother. The man lasted for about 10 minutes and after about 15 minutes of animalistic passion he discharged flood of semen into my wife’s womb. He didn’t kiss Richa, but sucked her breasts and banged her tunnel really hard. As soon as he was done, he dried his cock using Richa’s panty and stepped out to be greeted by the other man waiting impatiently.

[manigopal]

 
“Kadaak hai Sir…jao….mein rukta hoon idhar…tension maat lo! (She is awesome Sir! Go inside and have fun. Don’t worry I will wait here!)”, the ward boy assured him privacy. He smiled and quickly went inside to find Richa struggling to get up off the floor in a messed up situation.
 
“Wow! Looks like he banged you real hard and fast!”, the man commented at Richa. “He was like an animal; didn’t know how to treat woman”, responded my wife with a short smile. “Don’t worry! I will do that”, said the man as he approached Richa. “Want a quick bath?” he asked her wanting to clean her a bit before starting to use. It was half past midnight and the man didn’t bother about warm water but instead use the toilet jet spree to shower my wife. She struggled with the cold water and asked to stop but the man enjoyed her discomfort. He targeted the water on her breasts first and then immediately aimed between her legs to clean up her tunnel. He was already turned on and seeing Richa naked and wet body, he couldn’t hold any longer. He pushed her towards the wall and started kissing her aggressively. Richa quickly opened her mouth and allowed his tongue to explore her mouth completely. He was wildly kissing her and also started pinching her clit in between making Richa lose control and she started breathing heavily and moaning a bit. Richa’s body was jerking violently as he kept pushing a finger inside her and twisting her clit real hard. At one point, he lifted her one leg up and gave her a hard SLAP on her bums. Richa moaned in pleasure and he continued slapping her bums.
 
Richa’s secrets were getting revealed as she couldn’t hold back and stretched her hand to grab that man’s member over his pant. He pulled and lifted her leg over his shoulder and continued spanking her butts alternately. Richa was juggling on this light spanking and kissing him passionately. The man finally bent her on the toilet and dropped his pants. He was careful enough to not get it wet while Richa’s clothes were completely messy on the floor. She wasn’t even looking for them as she shamelessly wiggled her ass to invite him. And he didn’t disappoint him as he spanked her really hard with his hands first and then the leather belt. Although it was a lot of beating leaving Richa’s bums turn reddish, she took it sportingly by moaning seductively at each shot. “Saali…maza aa raha hai na tuze….raand kahi ki…(Aren’t you enjoying this, you bitch?)” the man commented in between. My wife nodded to excite him further; she was definitely turned on with the weird combination of partners, timing and location for her encounter. And her reaction and responses were turning the man into devil as he roughly pulled her up by her hairs to close the toilet seat and threw her back on it. Richa was now seating on the toilet with both her legs lifted up to her shoulders and exposing her love triangle to the whole world. He stretched her legs so much that her lower lips were almost open; showing the moist inside of her tunnel. It needed no further invitation for that man now as he witnessed the seventh heaven.
 
With a big bang, the fellow finally penetrated my wife. His member was large and thick and Richa felt the pain as he thrusted it in at great pace. But it also sent shivers down her and she moaned louder in excitement. The man adjusted his height to continue blasting her love tunnel and engaged himself into a series of rhythmic strokes. He was quite good at it as he kept Richa on the edge all the time. His hands were moving expertly exploring her body parts alternating between stuffing her mouth roughly with his fingers and fist, twisting and pinching her nipples and kneading her breast and tickling her clit all along. He also alternated between giving some hard and deep strokes while at times pulled out completely only to rub the tip of his member on her lower lips causing tremendous friction. It doesn’t take long for Richa to reach the peak of ecstasy once a man starts treating her in mean manner and this guy was certainly fitting the bill. He was considerate and patient to give enough time to Richa to get started but now she was paying price for it. It is a different aspect that my wife was merely enjoying it but the man was quickly raising the levels of his roughness.
 
As he continued banging her hard, he suddenly felt the need to faceslap my wife and Richa did nothing to stop him. The obedience in her gaze as he slapped her face, turned him on further as he gave a series of slaps across her both face cheeks. Richa could sense the itching and pain but stayed composed and submissive. The man then suddenly sprayed cold water on her face as if to soothe her a bit. In that moment of discomfort also, my wife murmured quickly “Thank you Sir” to acknowledge the effort he took to comfort her. But that further fueled his aggression as he increased the pace of his strokes and complimented it by starting to slap her breasts. They were bouncing haywire with his hard strokes already but now he started slapping them with both hands. Richa winced in pain but that only excited him further. The level of submission in her eyes, when she is mistreated this way, is the best turn on any man can imagine. And this man was least expecting any of it so it was way more than what he would ever asked for. Seeing my submissive wife taking that pain easily (really?), he raised his level further. He then started pulling her breasts out by holding her nipples, he put in so much pressure as if to try plucking it off completely. And while the base of her breasts was horribly pulled up, he started slapping her there causing tremendous pain. My wife kept howling in pain as he continued ramming her hard.
 
As if this was all not enough, he bent down and kissed her hard on the lips and followed it with a globe of saliva right into her mouth. It reminded Richa of Ranabhir’s acts and her body reacted automatically. The man sensed it and spitted more in her mouth, eyes and all over her face. He then got up and picked the toilet brush and pushed it into her mouth as if to flush it in. Believe me, it was all dirty and with a bunch of stray hairs stuck to it. Richa was totally unprepared for this as she tried to resist but it was already inside her mouth and he was trying to use it as a cock to open her further. This filthy and dirty act probably provided him a kick as he continued ramming her hole even harder. Richa struggled to choke on it and pleaded him to take it out but he didn’t do that for over a minute or two giving her a taste of all dirty things lying in that toilet. And when he removed it, he pulled out his member as well without really giving any indications to Richa. She felt a bit better as he pulled off the brush but it was momentary. As he pulled out his member, he shagged it with a hand and slapped her face with the other before shooting his load into the urine pot lying beside. Before Richa could react, she was dragged on the floor with her hairs and her face was pushed into that urine pot.
 
“Lick it bitch! Right now!”, the man roared.

[manigopal]

There was no way she would have done it willingly but she resisted even as he pushed her. A strong few slaps on her bums and another globe of saliva into her mouth, he brought her under control. My wife extended her tongue out to lick the semen of some totally stranger man from a dirty urine pot that wasn’t even washed for days probably. He watched with great interest as Richa placed her hands on both sides of the pot and bent down to start licking his juices. She received some spanking of the leather belt followed by a few kicks as well as she kept licking the juices. And it wasn’t any simple as the man demanded that she showed the white thick juice on her tongue as she kept licking it from the pot. My wife was enacting some of those nasty porn movie scenes of showing off cum on the tongue to please her new man. Is he crazier than Ranabhir? The thought quickly flashed through her mind while she cleaned the pot with his juices before being pushed into next task. The man violently pulled her up and pushed her face into open toilet before starting to pee inside. His golden showers were hitting Richa’s face first before running down into the toilet. Richa was completely undone and destroyed by then and didn’t protest as he pushed her face inside and flushed the toilet. A few strong slaps on her bums concluded his atrocities as he threw my wife on the floor and sprayed the water all over. Richa had no option but to use it to gargle and threw out the dirt from her mouth. After a minute of coughing and gargle, she felt relatively better.
 
“Thank you! It was awesome! I never thought I could do such things to someone!”, the man acknowledged instantly with a great satisfaction and little bit of guilt on his face. “Can I please clean myself?” my wife reacted to his compliments. “Off course! I am sorry if I went overboard” the man nodded to Richa’s suggestion and helped with soap and bucket of clean warm water. Richa hurried through her bath as the man didn’t bother to step outside and in fact regained some erection as Richa’s naked wet body was visible again. There was absolutely nothing to dry herself so she had to stand there waiting for the water to evaporate. Her kameez and leggings were already a mess too. Richa picked them and washed a bit before putting on a rod for drying. It meant there was nothing for her to wear and she couldn’t step out. “Wait here! I will keep a watch from outside!” the man spoke as he put on his clothes and prepared to move out. “Thank you!” Richa whispered. “Off course if that ward boy comes back or I feel like; it’s a different story”, the man added as he winked to her. Richa smiled back in helpless manner as she rested her body on a small tool inside the bathroom.
 
 
Richa waited inside the bathroom sitting naked on the stool. But the man didn't allow her to bolt it. He stepped out little tired and sleepy but was definitely looking for another round with her and didn't want her to escape. He was greeted outside with a weird sight as he noticed the ward boy lying on the bed next to his wife’s bed with his semi erect member out of his pants. He sensed quickly that the guy probably shagged watching his wife and her slightly exposed legs and waist. Although the ward boy was partially slept and his member was dry, the man was somewhat offended. Yes, he had banged another man’s wife moments ago but he didn’t like another man watching over his wife’s exposed body. He quickly adjusted her dress and bedsheet and shouted at the ward boy.
 
"Chalo utho. Kya kar rahe ho? (Hey get up man. What the hell are you doing?)", he lowered his voice quickly not wanting to wake up his wife as he literally dragged the ward boy away. The ward boy got up instantly without making any noise either and he apologized and quickly pushed his member inside. The man showed him a thumbs up indicating that it’s fine and then without words being said, both men entered the bathroom. Richa was checking if her clothes were dry as the men entered bathroom and were greeted with her shapely naked bums. The man laughed as the ward boy's hand quickly moved to his semi erect cock just by looking at Richa standing naked there. She turned around and quickly pushed herself onto the stool crossing her legs to avoid exposing her womanhood and covering her chest with her arms. “It’s okay! Hum to dekh chuke hai (We’ve both seen you already)”, the man quickly commented on Richa’s actions bringing a smile on his fellow’s face and embarrassing Richa a bit. But they were right and Richa knew it too as she relaxed a bit but still covering her essentials.
 
“Isko khush karo! Pahla round kuch jaldi hi khatam kiya usne. Aab tum usse dikhao….sex kaise kiya jata hai….samazi? (Make sure you please this man! He finished round one too quickly. Now you will make his experience what having sex is all about. Do you understand?)”, the man roared at Richa and before she could respond, he continued, “Tum baithke maze le lo…yeh raand aab tumhe khush karegi. Thik hai na boss?(Sit back and relax man. This whore will now give you all the pleasure, okay?)”. The ward boy was too pleased as he nodded and accepted the deal. Richa wasn’t expecting any escape but she was somewhat disturbed at how the man called her names and was commanding her to get engaged. She failed to react instantly but raised herself slowly as the ward boy settled himself on another stool.
 
“Kay naav tuza randi? Chal ye patkan! Ani mala Kamble saheb bolayche. Kalale ka? (What’s your name whore? Come over quickly! And call me Kamble Sir. Do you understand?)”, the ward boy (Mr. Kamble) commanded my wife.
 
“Richa”, before my wife could answer his question she was pulled over by him. He was overwhelmed to have someone like Richa in his laps for the 2nd time in quick succession and he started rubbing his body against her. His style of lovemaking was quite odd as he didn’t kiss my wife, neither sucked nor pressed her breasts; he just kept caressing her body against his. He was probably an amateur in the arena and had only seen some old Indian soft porn movies where they just keep rubbing bodies. “Kamble ji, usko acche se istemal kar lo na! (Mr. Kamble, make a good use of her body!)”, suggested this man who was standing close to them. It surprised the ward boy Kamble and he looked at the man with a question mark on his face. “Ruko, mein batata hoon kaise maze lene chahiye! (Wait, I will help you derive pleasure out of her body!)”, the man further explained to him. Richa remained in his lap for the next instruction.
 
“Bitch! Come over here and crawl seductively to him! You better worship him starting at his toes and go all the way up. And make sure you strip him slowly and seductively. You know it, don’t you?” the man indicated to Richa to start from where he was standing. My wife nodded and got up from Kamble’s lap and moved to where the man indicated. Kamble didn’t look amused but he played patient as he saw Richa going down on her knees first and then on her four before she started crawling towards the man. The man patted her bums as she started which amused the ward boy who also looked keen to slap my wife’s butts. Richa crawled like a perfect bitch swinging her breasts and butts and continued to look at him with lustful eyes. His member was already put into life but Richa didn’t allow him to rub himself. She bent down in front of him and rubbed her face on his feet before planting multiple kisses on his legs as she moved up to his member. Kamble was super excited as Richa played her first trick; the man smiled and encouraged her further. “Good job bitch! Strip him and lick his under”, he instructed Richa who was somehow engrossed into by then.

[manigopal]

 
Kamble watched in awe as Richa gradually unhooked his trouser button and lowered the zip. She pleaded him to raise his bums a bit and carefully pulled his trousers down. She removed it completely and place on the other stool. Kamble was somewhat uncomfortable sitting without pants in front of another man but Richa engaged him again quickly. She looked at him seductively while biting her lips and went down one more time to plant kisses on his feet. She rubbed her face also and then started to move up by licking and kissing his hairy legs all over. Kamble was super excited and closed his eyes as Richa moved further up to his thighs and kissed his there before rubbing her face on his underwear. It looked quite untidy and stinking but Richa rubbed her face all over it, licking the sides of his inner thighs, poking his member with tongue and also holding it between her jaws over the underwear. The man was extremely hard and raring to go at her but he kept patient giving Richa opportunity to do what she was doing. My wife kept her face buried into his sweaty inner thighs and groin and licked it thoroughly.
 
“Lick his upper body also! Give him a lap dance!”, the other man instructed Richa. He was now standing closer with his hand inside the trouser. He was definitely shagging himself as Richa winked at him and nodded.
 
Richa slowly raised her body and put her legs on both side of Kamble’s legs. She was now spread quite wide and her pussy lips were brushing against his hard member still covered in the underwear. She gradually placed her hands on his waist and moved them slowly towards his chest and then to his neck and hairs. She massaged him and scratched his chest by undoing first button. The man was wide eyed staring at Richa’s mighty breasts from such a close range. She sensed it but decided to tease him further and went to undo further buttons of his shirt. The man stayed quiet as Richa undid all the buttons and helped him get rid of it. She placed it carefully on the stool and engaged herself into kissing his chest. She started from his stomach and kept moving up, planting multiple kisses all over. Kamble never imagined receiving such treatment from someone like Richa. He relaxed himself and stretched his hands behind and rested against the wall while Richa continued kissing and licking his hairy chest. Even the other guy was impressed when she didn’t spare Kamble’s underarms and licked them skillfully. It was all too much for him as he placed his hand on Richa’s bums and give her a light slap.
 
“Aaah…. Yessss”, moaned my wife as she engaged him into the fun. She then moved her face closer to him while her groin was grinding his member under the boxers. She looked at him seductively before moving closer and touching her lips onto his. Kamble couldn’t hold back and grabbed her waist hard. Richa took it a bit further as she started kissing all over his face, his neck and shoulders. She rubbed her smooth cheeks against his beard and mustache and also licked him all over. The man was still skeptical about his moves as he kept pressing and pinching her waist hard. Richa kept kissing him before finally raising her torso a bit more and burying his face into her heavy bosom. The man was super joyed when Richa grabbed her breasts and placed it in his mouth while she placed his other hand on her other breast and encouraged him to squeeze by putting pressure. Kamble was gaining the libido as he sucked her breasts and nipples really hard and squeezed the other one equally. Richa kept alternating between handing her breasts into his mouth and his hands for the mauling. In a matter of minutes, Kamble was up to speed as he started going rough on my wife’s breasts. Richa closed her eyes and kept biting her lips as his attack intensified. It was too much of a sight even for that other man who slapped Richa’s butts from behind while he continued rubbing himself.
 
Richa lowered herself a bit and then turned around to expose her back to Kamble who was quick to grab it and started licking and kissing her. She was now facing away from Kamble with her legs spread beside his. Kamble got hold of her breasts in either of his feasts and continued kissing her back whereas my wife stretched her hand out to help the other man. He was glad to have Richa massage his shaft and quickly moved forward. But it hardly took any time before he started shooting his load as he was already on high. Richa took her hand off as the man shot his jizz into that same urine spot. Richa was nervous about having to lick that pot again but she was quickly pulled up by Kamble who planted kisses and bit her along her shoulder blades and neck. He was little too excited as he even scratched her armpits and planted kisses on her arms. Richa sensed that she needed to change the position a bit.
 
She managed to release her torso from Kamble’s grip and bent at her waist going down on her four again but this time facing away from him. She raised her buttocks such that they were at his groin level. The man quickly grabbed them as she wiggled seductively and followed it with a series of slaps on either cheeks. His hand was rough and raw and it hurt my wife as she struggled to stay calm. She saw the other man smiling as Kamble was quickly learning his ways to enjoy her body. He kept slapping her bums for some more time before pulling her closer to knead her breasts. This time he turned her around and started kissing her face including her lips. He didn’t smell that great but Richa wasn’t spared from tasting his saliva as she taught him smooching techniques and ended up licking his tongue too. They kept smooching hard and deep and made some really lusty noise doing so while his hands were now freely exploring her body all over her upper half and her butts.
 
 
It wasn’t too long before Kamble’s hands reached between my wife’s legs and started scratching her lips and opening them slightly. He also touched and rubbed her clit that sent tremors across her body. Richa wasn’t sure if she should suck his bare member or allow him to penetrate right then. She kissed him open mouth and softly asked him, “Blowjob chahiye kya?(Should I offer a blow job?)”. Kamble didn’t understand quickly but the fellow was quick to explain him. “Dekho bhai, maine bola tha ye ek zabardast raand hai. Dekho ye aap ko pucch rahi hai ki lund ko mooh mein le le kya? Dekhi hai kabhi aisi raand? (Gentleman, I’d told you what a slut she is. See, now she is offering you a blow job. Have you ever come across such a slut?)”. My wife was embarrassed when Kamble agreed with a smile on his face. Richa climbed down and went on her knees again and positioned herself between his legs. She kissed him over that dirty underwear before slowly pulling it down. His member sprang out in a flash as Richa lowered her neck around it. She started by kissing his balls and licking his inner thighs. Kamble was absolutely untidy with bunch of stray hairs all over his balls and around and he pushed Richa through licking them. Finally she managed to plant a kiss on the tip of his head before starting to put it in her mouth. The guy was already too erect and was raring to penetrate her.

[manigopal]

Kamble pulled his member out of Richa’s mouth and threw her on the toilet. He literally jumped on her back and spread her legs to penetrate her for the 2nd time in the night. Richa was expecting it and quickly adjusted herself to welcome him. Kamble acted like a man on mission this time as he kept one of her leg on the bucket lying beside and pushed his member inside my wife’s tunnel from behind. Richa jerked for a moment before raising her torso to offer to him. She took support of the flush tank and turned her head slightly to try kissing him. He held her waist and started pumping her with extensive force. It was probably his idea of showing his masculine power to her but he was pumping her way too hard which was taking away the pleasure. My wife tried to steady him by turning her head to kiss him and trying to offer her breasts into his rough hands. The man liked it and got quickly into pressing her big melons roughly and at the same kissed her lips. Richa tried her best to prolong the kissing although it meant she tasted him once again. But it helped her slow him down and he started focusing on her breasts and also began slapping her bums in between. My wife continued helping him pump her in a rhythmic manner, thereby giving him maximum pleasure. Kamble kept alternating between pulling her hairs, grabbing and twisting her breasts and spanking her buttocks as he continued penetrating her. He was a relatively strong man and kept grinding my wife’s tunnel for over 5-7 minutes with good vigor. Richa sensed quickly when he started going little weak in the knees as he was reaching his climax. She adjusted her weight on the toilet such that she could grind her bums around his hard member and help him get there quicker. The man groaned wild as he ejaculated and empties his load inside Richa and collapsed on her back. Richa stayed with her hands supporting his weight and then gradually turned around to hug him. Kamble looked extremely content as Richa stood naked in front of him and hugged his bare body. She had probably done bit too much to the other man’s demand of pleasing the ward boy.
 
“Maaza aya saab….dhanyawad! (It was fun, Sir! Thank you!)”, Kamble spoke to the other man appreciating my wife’s efforts. The guy held Richa by her shoulder and patted her as if indicating that she did enough. My wife smiled and acknowledged it. “Abhi mein nikal jau ki bahar rukna hai…aapka ek aur round ke liye? (Should I leave now or observe outside while you take one more shot at her?)”, Kamble posed the question. It was almost 2 am in the night and Richa requested to give her some break. The man agreed and asked Kamble to leave the ward. Richa turned to the wash basin to clean herself as Kamble stepped out of the bathroom.
 
“It was super exciting to see you licking my semen from that dirty pot! Can you do that again?”, the man threw a bouncer as Richa was washing her face. She just turned around and looked at him in awe but didn’t speak a word. “Can you?” the man asked again. Richa was just unable to react to his nasty ask. “But why?” she somehow managed to ask at the end. “Did you not like it when you did it first time? Then why not again?”, the man continued pressing my wife. “Otherwise why would someone sleep with somebody like a ward boy? You enjoy doing those filthy things”, the fellow tried to convince my wife of she was a fan of performing dirty and filthy things. There was an awkward silence for a minute and Richa had no clue on how to break it. “Have you been subjected to such things before?”, his next question flashed multiple memories through Richa’s mind. The multiple encounters with Ranabhir and Patil saab was the first that she recollected and that sent currents down her spine. He noticed her losing her complexion and her face showing the nervousness.
 
“Don’t you enjoy it?” the man sensing the opportunity grabbed her hairs and asked her by pulling them tight. “When someone pushes you into it. Don’t you do it then?”, the man went further aggressive with his grip and my wife nodded quickly. A couple of slaps on her bums and she was soon down on her knees licking his semen.
 
“Don’t you enjoy it?” the man sensing the opportunity grabbed her hairs and asked her by pulling them tight. “When someone pushes you into it. Don’t you do it then?”, the man went further aggressive with his grip and my wife nodded quickly. A couple of slaps on her bums and she was soon down on her knees licking his semen. But he didn’t go too far this time and allowed her to clean herself. It was almost 2:30 then and they stepped out of toilet. Richa went to the sofa beside her colleague’s bed and checked her phone while the man went back to his wife. She responded to some of my messages sent earlier and informed me that she would return home next day morning. She was quite tired by then and didn’t realize when she slept. She was woke up by Kamble who returned to the room around 6 am in the morning. Even the other man was sleeping then but Kamble moved straight to Richa and kissed her lips to scare her like hell. Richa got up quickly and tries to part away but gave up eventually to his persistence. Kamble got a fresh taste of my wife early morning and he grabbed it both hands literally. He mauled her breasts over the dress as they kept kissing each other. Richa’s eyes were looking around for the man who was still sleeping but she cooperated with Kamble.
 
“Chal aat madhe (Lets go inside)”, Kamble quickly led my wife back into the toilet. She was uncertain as it was almost morning and her colleagues’s relatives were going to reach hospital that morning. But the shy Kamble was now leading the charge as he led her inside and rolled her dress up. Richa closed her eyes in anticipation as Kamble started sucking my wife’s breasts and licking and biting her nipples. He appeared calm and composed as he played with her melons, kissed her arms and then went for her face as well. “Ithe javalpas rahte ka tu? (Do you stay nearby area?)”, asked Kamble during the lovemaking. My wife nodded against and ended up telling him our address too. “Navra kahi bolat nahi …jeva itarana thoktes teva? (Doesn’t your husband object when you sleep around with others?)”, Kamble continued his interrogation with a smile on his face. He was now quite comfortable with my wife and making soft love with her. He was surprised to know that my wife tells me about her encounters. “Mag tar tuzya ghari yevun pan thokayla harkat nahi (If your husband knows then its good. I can then come to your place to make love!)”, Mr. Kamble continued his candid conversation with my wife who smiled at his remarks.
 
“Kaapde kadhun thev; nahitar parat kharab hotil (Take off the clothes; else they will mess up again!)”, Mr. Kamble instructed my wife indicating that he intended to complete one more round. Richa was somewhat concerned with the morning breaking out, people in the hospital getting up and uncertainty around her colleague’s relatives and hesitated for a moment. Kamble signaled her again as he was licking her upper and lower lips. “Nikalti hoon(will take them off)”, my wife finally agreed and rolled the kameez over her head and untied the knots of the leggings. Kamble allowed her to place her clothes on the rod and then quickly pulled her closer to hug her naked body. He continued caressing her flesh and kissing and licking every inch of her body. Richa has an amazingly smooth skin and Kamble was enjoying every centimeter of it. He kept teasing my wife by pinching her nipples, clit and fingering her pussy and then making her lick those fingers. Eventually he made her go down on the knees and pulled his member out. Without words being said, my wife started licking Kamble’s shaft one more time. She demonstrated her oral skills as she kept licking and sucking the sides and the tip of his member. “Tu kharach number 1 chi raand ahes! (You’re indeed a top slut!)” Mr Kamble continued praising my wife and kept pushing her head hard on his member. He even deep throated her at times before pulling out to enter her beautiful tunnel the third time.

[manigopal]

“Tuzyakade baghat thokayche ahe ya veli! (I want to face you as I penetrate this time!)”, Mr. Kamble announced as he arranged a plastic stool against the wall and place Richa on it. He quickly lifted and spread her legs while her bums were supported on stool. He lowered himself a bit and penetrated my wife at ease. Richa shrieked a bit as his member invaded her but soon responded to his smooching and kneading of breasts. “Ya mansa ne tula paise dilet ka? Kahi charge karte ka tu? (Has this guy paid you money for this? do you charge money for these things?)”, Kamble asked my wife as he was still finding it hard to digest that she was so calmly letting him ride her. Richa couldn’t answer him as he continue biting her lips with his. He kept pushing in and giving her rhythmic strokes and continued exploring and enjoying her other body parts. It was absolutely unclear to her as to why Richa continued being receptive to his advances as Kamble wasn’t the hunk, neither the roughest guy she had been. But she knew that he was having time of his life and didn’t mean to interrupt his flow. “Charges bol li nahis! (You didn’t disclose your charges)”, Kamble passed a banter suggesting that my wife charges money for such encounters with different men. “Nahi. Kuch bhi, Koi charge nahi hai! (No! please! I don’t do this for money!)”, my wife exclaimed instantly this time. “Mazaa ahe! Fukatat thokayche mhanje! (Great! Nice to screw you free of cost!)”, he continued the candid conversation. He was now turning slightly rough as he was slapping or pinching her breasts in between. But Richa was quite comfortable with the pain level and made more room for him to bump her harder and also give her some slaps on her bums, thighs and breasts. It wasn’t long before Kamble started going weak and shivering; he groaned loudly as he ejaculated heavily inside my wife.
 
“Ek don mitrana bolavu ka mazya? Tyana pan thodi majaa karun gheu de na! (May I call couple of my friends? They can also have some fun!)”, Kamble put a proposal in front of my wife who was recovering from the previous encounter. He kissed her and sucked her breasts for couple of minutes and then scratched his oozing member on her thighs before giving her a light face slap and repeating the question. “Bolavu ka atta? (Can I call now?)”, Kamble roared this time.
 
“Nahi please! Abhi late ho raha hai! Meri friend ke relatives aa sakte hai! (No please! It is getting late. My colleague’s relatives will be here soon!)” my wife put her point forward to decline his advances. “Aamchya room var chal mag! (Come to our ward boys room then!)”, Kamble offered quick solution. Richa shuddered with that idea and very politely requested him to stop. Kamble agreed and kissed her for few more minutes before putting on his clothes and preparing to step out. “Me ghari ch yein! Number sangun theva tumcha! (I will definitely visit your home. Give me your phone number!)”, Kamble continued and noted down my wife’s cell number. He already had our address too though Richa was wondering whether he would dare to visit in real. Finally he bid her with a kiss on lips and her sucking his member last time. Richa too cleaned herself and put on her clothes. Kamble stepped out first and Richa followed him soon. She was quickly approached by the other guy who just woke up and noticed Kamble and her together.
 
“Wapas thok diya kya? (Did you screw her again?)”, he quickly questioned Kamble who nodded with a smile. “Madam tar taiyyar ch astat (Madam is always ready)”, commented Kamble as he left the room for his work duties. “Saali raand! (Bloody bitch!)”, exclaimed the man as he pushed Richa back into the toilet and stepped himself inside. He probably had morning hardness and his ego was hurt as Kamble screwed his possession (?) without really asking him; moreover he got turned on by Kamble’s comment. He grabbed my wife and pushed her inside aggressively. It hardly took him anytime to force my wife to strip naked again. Richa was somewhat taken aback by his aggression and her body resisted unsuccessfully. In no time, she was bent at her waist and spanked mercilessly on her both buttocks. The man covered every centimeter and ensured they were really strong blows. As he did that he pushed her face down and didn’t allow her move even once. After that ruthless attack, he violently turned her again and started slapping her face, breasts and arms. Richa tried to protect herself with her arms as a natural reaction but got bashed even more then. “Hands up! Else I will take a bite out of your flesh!” warned the man and my wife obediently placed her both arms on her head. He kept bashing her all over her bums, thighs, waist, and breasts or wherever his hand reached. It was followed by extreme pinching and slapping of her breasts. My wife was struggling in pain but didn’t dare to take her hands off the head. Her obedience eventually calmed her down.
 
He took a pause of couple of minutes primarily to gather his breath but it helped Richa a bit too. She was soon pushed onto the chair and kissed all over her face and breasts. He enjoyed smooching her without mouthwash and my wife accepted that taste and smell without much protest. Over the next 5-10 minutes he continued making aggressive love to her body. She was kissed, smooched hard, licked, bitten and caressed roughly. Her every body part was touched gently and roughly. He didn’t hold back from slapping her face, pulling her breasts or even spitting on her face in between. But the intensity had reduced and Richa sensed him dropping his pants to expose his hard cock and start riding. He continued being rough, adjusted her on that same stool and violently penetrated my wife’s love tunnel. It was containing juices of another man barely 20 minutes back but that didn’t matter to him. He started hard and got more aggressive as Richa spread herself quickly and provided him room along with letting him literally torment her breasts. She was really having tough 20 minutes of the morning but somehow saw it through as the man regained momentum and started rhythmically thrusting her tunnel. The man tried his best to prolong his climax but it was too much excitement early morning and he ejaculated furiously inside her. He quickly pulled out and stood in front of her with his tool still erect. Richa looked up to him once and then bent her neck to start licking his shaft that was wet with her own juices and a mixture of his and Kamble. Richa stayed down and obediently cleaned his member as he stood their slightly exhausted. Thankfully, he cleaned himself soon after and allowed Richa as well. It was almost quarter past 7 am when the man stepped out only to notice Richa’s cell phone ringing. Her colleague’s husband was on the other side. He wanted to know the room number as he had almost reached the hospital. Richa provided him the details and quickly got herself dressed.
 
“Are you going home now?”, the man asked Richa as he realized that she would be leaving soon from the hospital. He looked disappointed when my wife responded positively.
 
“I wish you could spend more time and visit again!” he spoke with a smile and my wife reciprocated back.
 
“I will wait for you near the elevators. Once the guy is here, come and meet me. Let us have a tea together”, the man told her and left the room.

[manigopal]

Richa’s colleagues’ husband reached the room in next 5 minutes or so. They exchanged pleasantries and he thanked Richa and other colleagues for taking care of his wife. The guy was also relatively young and popped into Richa’s cleavage a couple of times but behaved otherwise. Richa soon grabbed her purse and everything and left from there. The man was waiting for her at the elevators and was glad to see come over. He quickly pulled her closer as if his own wife and placed his hand around her waist. Richa didn’t protest and got into elevator along with him. He kept pressing her waist but didn’t do anything that grabbed attention. When they stepped out, he asked Richa if she would come with him to his place or do something nasty right there in open. My poor wife politely refused to go to his house since she had to return home to her hubby. The man took it as an agreement to perform something nasty in open.
 
He dragged her to some of those food and tea stalls by the pavements where a lot of people were drinking tea, smoking or having some morning snacks. “I will drop some ketchup on my fingers and you will lick it seductively, okay?”, the man suddenly commanded her as he ordered for a sandwich at one of the hawkers. Richa was nervous as hell noticing the area to be relatively crowded. “Please! I can’t do it here!”, she responded timidly. “Then let’s go to my place!” he proposed the option. “No”, my wife nodded again. “Uff… too many no’s and I strip you here”, the man scolded my wife and that did the trick. “I will lick”, my wife quickly disclosed as he smiled devilishly and gave her a tight slap on bums. She was embarrassed as many men noticed it but it was just beginning. The man took the sandwich form the hawker and grabbed a bottle of ketchup also. He poured some in the paper plate and put it back on the cart. Then he moved a bit towards the cart and made Richa stand open to public. She was nervous and pleading. But the man took him time to munch the pieces of sandwich while she stood before. Eventually he kept a piece at the corner of the plate and commanded, “Eat! No hands!”. It sent shivers down her but Richa didn’t try to make a scene. She tried to cover the view using her body and lowered her torso to pick up that piece from plate. But it was enough to raise eyebrows as quite a handful of men noticed it. Their eyes were anyways rooted on her ever she walked in there in her sleeveless tight dress and they became curious when she attempted to eat that way. But the man wasn’t so easy, he backed off his hand with plate last minute and lowered it further. Stunned, my wife straightened up quickly but was commanded to try again. She was sweating in discomfort as she bent further this time and picked up the piece of sandwich successfully. “Nice! You’ve giving a good show to men!”, the man commented and asked her to munch the sandwich. Richa took an eternity to gulp it down and just couldn’t look around although there were more than 5-7 pairs of eyes closely watching her.
 
“Alright! Ketchup time! Are you ready?” asked the man and surprisingly my wife nodded in agreement quickly. She was embarrassed to core but it also turned her on. She tried to keep smile on her face to pretend as if they were just playing some kinky games. But she definitely had grabbed attention and the men stay rooted as the man grabbed ketchup bottle and poured some more in the plate. He buried his finger and then placed it in front of my wife’s face.
 
“Lick it bitch!”, the man commanded in relatively loud voice. It took no time for the men to realize what was happening. But they were stunned when Richa actually stretched her tongue out and started licking the man’s finger from below and above before starting to such it as his organ. The expressions and movements were enough for most men as they either pushed their hands in the pants or adjusted their organs from outside. There were certainly more men watching her than before but my wife stayed focused on the man. He was rock hard too as he pushed his middle finger wrapped with ketchup to her. Richa did similar and kept sucking his fingers as if it were male organs. She was sending waves of excitement in the whole area. The cart owner willingly handed over the ketchup bottle to the man with a wink.
 
“Good job bitch! Now the last test here!”, the man softly told my wife.
 
This time he mixed his two fingers into the ketchup and placed them in front of his groin area as if his erected member. Now this was epitome for the audience who quietly moved closer. They kept the distance but were watching with the greatest intent. My wife was commanded to go down on the knees on that open roadside cart and sucked his fingers placed as his organ with a good amount of audience. When she went down on knees, someone even hooted and framed her as bitch. But Richa calmly started licking the fingers first and placed them both in her mouth after it. She kept sucking his fingers for about a minute before he pulled out and pulled her up. He smiled at her and she smiled back too. But she didn’t dare to look around. The man quickly grabbed a jar of water to wash his hands. The audience that just witnessed live show was still stunned, many of them including cart owner, had to push their hands inside pants to adjust their hardness. The man quickly cleaned his fingers and sprinkled some water on my wife’s face before pushing my wife into a taxi along with him.
 
He asked the driver to take the taxi to nearby railway station and started groping her breasts and kissing her. “You’re such a slut! I wish I have you more often!”, he complimented and continued kissing my wife. Richa had no answer to his aggression and remained passive while kissing him back. It didn’t bother her much that the driver was watching it after the show she had hosted minutes back. The man asked her if she would visit her colleague again in next few days but Richa mentioned that even if she does, it may be for an hour and she won’t stay back as her relatives were in town already. “I don’t care where but I am going to have fun with you! Do you understand?” he roared while pinching her nipples as the taxi approached the railway station. He snatched her phone and saved his number on it as “Mr. Verma”.
 
“Answer calls from this number inside 3 rings! Else you suck me in open!”, the man spoke in authoritative voice.
 
“Yes Sir”, my wife managed to speak through the hard smooch he pushed her into. Finally, after a few slaps on her face and pinching of nipples, she was allowed to off load. And as she stepped out, her bums were slapped for the last time before she merged herself into the crowd. She turned back to find that the taxi had left already. As she walked inside the train station, she added Mr. Verma’s number into the group called “Tormentors” that already had likes of Ranabhir, Patil Saab, Mr Nagarkar etc. It took an hour of uneventful journey to return home and narrate the adventures to me.
 
 
Hello everyone! Back with another episode of Richa!

[manigopal]

It was a Sunday morning and our society had an annual general meeting planned. Since I was part of the managing committee, I needed to go early so I got up around 7 in spite it being Sunday. Richa too woke up and we stayed cozying for some time before I proceeded with morning chores and exercising while Richa prepared morning breakfast for me. We were freshened up by about 9 when I left for the meeting which was going to start at 10am. Richa did some weekend chores and was relaxing at home watching television and having breakfast. As I was busy arranging documentation and other stuff for meeting along with other members, I noticed Mr. Nagarkar and Mr. Naidu around the place although they were not the core members of the society (their children own the flat in the premises). Both of them were known to many members so they settled their chit chatting. It wasn’t very unusual to have retired members of the family attending the meetings while the working men/women preferred relaxing at home. I didn’t pay any special attention to them until I saw Mr. Naidu swiftly moving out while Mr. Nagarkar stayed back. I walked out casually to check where he was heading and I was right in thinking that he was heading to our building.
 
I came back and texted Richa asking what she was up to. Somehow she responded quickly saying she was getting bored alone and might spend some time in bath. I didn’t tell her about Mr. Naidu heading our way as I wasn’t sure he was going to our place yet. But I mentioned her not to get bored and enjoy her time. She was somewhat amused and called me.
 
Richa: what happened honey? What’s up? Hasn’t the meeting started yet?
 
I responded in sarcastic note, “Nothing honey! Not yet, was just killing time! I hope you’re going to have good time in bath!”
 
“Someone at door!” she responded as I also heard our door rang.
 
“Alright! Have fun!” I said and disconnected the phone and entered the room again. I saw Mr. Nagarkar looking over me as he continued chatting in the room and that almost confirmed my suspicion. The two oldies seemed to have planned it well knowing I would be in the meeting and they were probably helping each other by keeping a watch on me.
 
Richa opened the door to find Mr. Naidu at the door and she instantly realized what I meant. She was somewhat baffled and Mr. Naidu seized the opportunity to enter our house. He grabbed her and hugged her tight before she could react or even close the door. But then he quickly turned and closed the door and bolted it from inside.
 
“Don’t worry! Bharat is busy in the meeting! And if he starts from there, I would be informed!”, he winked at her as he explained his strategy to her.
 
Having no option Richa walked her man to the living room towards the sofa. “You rascal!” she texted me back as Mr. Naidu quickly grabbed her from behind and threw her phone away. Richa was first pushed on the armrest of our sofa and received 7-8 slaps on her bums. Mr. Naidu lowered himself on my wife and started kissing her neck and back through the straps of camisole. Within minutes Richa’s torso was exposed to the old man who placed her on the sofa and got on top of her. Richa had mentioned earlier also that Mr. Naidu carry a particular smell with him that wasn’t her liking but here she was filled with it now. Mr. Naidu started kissing my wife’s lips while his hands were freely roaming on her torso and playing with her beautiful breasts. Richa still had her track pants and panty on but Naidu ji’s hand was reaching her down quite frequently. My wife was still quite passive but wasn’t protesting hard either. Mr. Naidu was successful in opening her lips and suck her tongue. It was giving him immense pleasure to lick her face completely before he moved his attention to her breasts and naval.
 
Being the south Indian guy, he was always fancied by naval but Richa didn’t have the biggest or deepest one. It was moderate and she shuddered when he poked his tongue inside her midriff and tried to push him away. It instantly earned her a slap and he commanded her to put her hands over her head. My wife obliged as she witnessed her breasts being licked and sucked by a 70+ guy quite lustily. It was driving her nuts but she was keeping her composure. When Naidu ji was content with the sucking he moved up again and asked Richa to lick him. My poor wife didn’t know how to say no and got into business again. She led Naidu ji to lie on the sofa and undid his kurta. The man looked quite amused as Richa started planting kisses on his hairy chest. She covered his chest and arms before moving to his face. It wasn’t her first time with him and she knew his likes. She went to his forehead and slowly came down to his lips licking every centimeter of his face and also offered her hanging melons into his palms to squeeze. Mr. Naidu made a very good use of his palms and kneaded her breasts as much he could while enjoying her juicy kisses. He instructed Richa to lick his shoulders and armpits as well. Richa wasn’t too comfortable sniffing and licking his hairy and sweaty armpits but she knew it used to turn him on so didn’t decline his command. Naidu ji would literally pinch her nipples hard when she would tickle his armpits with her tongue.

[manigopal]

It seemed he was erect by then as he untied his dhoti and indicated her to move down. Richa went up first, kissed him full mouth and then turned around to access his groin. She offered her bums to Mr. Naidu as she slowly unwrapped his dhoti to expose that 70+ year’s member. It was moderately hard but Richa sensed she can further help it. She sat on her haunches on either side of his body over his stomach and bend 90 degrees to lick him there. Mr. Naidu instantly pulled her tracks and panty and threw them around to leave her fully naked. The position was extremely appropriate for her buttocks to be accessed by Naidu ji. He needed no invitation and quickly started slapping her bums rhythmically. Richa undid his dhoti and lowered until his knees and started planting kisses on his thighs. She started towards the knees and went deeper into his inner thighs and began licking him along with juicy kisses. The effect was visible as his member continued getting erection. Richa didn’t touch him directly and instead kept moving her tongue deep into his groin, his thigh folds and his balls. She was expertly navigating her tongue through that hairy, smelly and sweaty groin. Mr. Naidu’s member was now enough hard to stand on its own. When Richa saw it, she touched the tip of her tongue to tip of his member that sent shivers down his spine. Richa experienced rough and erratic slaps on her bums. He was even squeezing and scratching her buttocks. Richa turned around to see the excitement on his face as she started massaging his shaft with her hands. She would touch the top then massage bottom and sides along with his balls to drive him crazy. The guy of 70 was literally jumping in excitement.
 
“Get me that comb!”, Mr. Naidu shouted indicating Richa’s comb lying on the center table. It had a long wooden base that he was probably going to try on her round and full bums. My wife hesitated a bit but gave up in front of his aggression and handed the comb to him.
 
As Naidu used that wooden base on my wife’s bums, she quickly got into actual sucking. She placed his member inside her mouth and started licking and sucking on it. It only excited him further and increased the intensity of his beating. It was indeed some hard beating and Richa tried her best to stay calm and focused on sucking. She combined her sucking and massaging of shaft as her bums were severed. Mr. Naidu quickly turned his attention to her thighs and lower waist also and didn’t show any mercy. At one point, Richa was really struggling to cope up and tried to push her hand but it turned out even more painful. Finally she got up and turned around to kiss the old man. He indicated her immediately that he was ready and asked her to proceed. My wife understood his sign language and wiggled her pelvis seductively to indicate she was starting. She grinded his member a few times before adjusting it to penetrate her. It didn’t need a lot to spread her and the man was quickly on cloud nine. He pulled her breasts raw asking her to grind faster. But Richa paced herself properly and allowed his member to insert a few inches before going wild. The guy didn’t like the delay and blasted her breasts with the comb and stopped only when my wife started actively grinding his member inside her tunnel. She maintained her pace, seduced him with her expressions and offered her full bosom for him to maul and work upon. Naidu ji kept pushing her limits with numerous pinches, pressing and sucking of her breasts and off course using the comb all over her torso. Richa knows how to ride her men seductively and she left no stones unturned giving the best of treatment to Naidu ji. The excitement on his face was driving her wild too as she willingly offered her torso and her face to his enjoyment. It was indeed a scene to watch!
 
Richa tried her every bit to make him last longer. She often pulled his member out and then got penetrated again, grind it either sides and even rubbed on her clit. But it was still a 70 years old and it couldn’t last as long as Richa was expecting. Naidu ji quickly burst out his thick juices all inside my wife’s love tunnel and pulled her over his body. He quivered in his climax and hugged Richa very tightly offering some kisses in between. It was as if their naked bodies were glued to each other. They remained that way for about 5 minutes that sounded like eternity for Mr. Naidu. He pushed Richa aside to stand on his feet and then immediately made her clean his shaft. It wasn’t the best taste but my wife didn’t want him to finish badly and played along. She went deeper on his shaft and cleaned it from base to tip and also dried his balls. The guy tried using the comb on her bare back and but didn’t have a lot left in him. He walked over to the table and drank a full glass of water before adjusting his dhoti.
 
“Mera ho gaya.. tum aa jao! (I am done man, you can come over!)”,
 
 
 
Mera ho gaya.. tum aa jao! (I am done man, you can come over!)”, the man passed on the information to his friend (Mr. Nagarkar) on the other side. “Oh what a good planning!” my wife thought to herself as she observed the old man making way for his friend. Richa put on the camisole and pants as Mr. Naidu left our apartment. Our meeting was still in progress and I saw Mr. Naidu entering the venue and had a brief talk with Mr. Nagarkar as he excused from there. I was extremely distracted and somewhat hard to observe their precise planning. “Having fun?” I texted Richa and she almost instantly replied, “You bet!”. I excused myself and stepped out for a minute and could see Mr. Naidu following me instantly. Well, I didn’t plan to disturb their adventures so I returned back quickly. Richa noticed Mr. Nagarkar walking towards our wing. She decided to not waste his time in removing the clothes and hence dropped her pants as she answered the door with a smile on her face. He was pleased to see her with a smile and naked bottom.
 
“You were expecting me, don’t you slut?”, the man spoke as he slapped her bums right away.
 
My wife didn’t answer and that earned her another couple of butt slaps. Mr. Nagarkar closed the door and dragged Richa by gripping her hairs towards our bathroom. Once inside, she was pushed into the toilet with her head inside the commode and held firmly by his feet on her neck. The old man had dominating trends and Richa had experienced them in the past too. This time as he pushed her into toilet he flushed it too.
 
“Clean that dirty mouth! I don’t want to smell Naidu, okay?”, he blasted as he flushed multiple times while also slapping her bums hard. Richa struggled and coughed hard when she was pulled out. She had tough times to keep her mouth shut to avoid gulping that water down but she still ended up doing so. It didn’t matter a lot to him as he quickly pushed her under the tap and turned it on. My wife shivered a bit as the cold water started running down her body completely drenching her top. He could have removed it but he didn’t care, such was his meanness. He placed himself on the small stool and kicked Richa a few times instructing her to clean herself properly. He made her use the toothpaste and brush herself and also wash her love tunnel with the tap water. When he was satisfied, he threw a towel to her and walked to our living room. My wife removed the wet camisole, dried her body quickly and walked to our living room with lowered head.

[manigopal]

“Bitches don’t walk! They kneel”, roared Mr. Nagarkar.
 
Richa instantly went down on her knees and covered her chest as a natural reaction. But he suggested her to crawl behind him as he took a walk across other rooms and then settling into our bedroom. He lifted her grabbing her hairs and threw on the edge of the bed. She was now bent at the edge of the bed while he adjusted himself by pressing his knee on her back thus pinning her down firmly. Her bums were exposed for beating and it needed no invitation. He tried pulling her neck by grabbing her hairs and smacked her bums once.
 
“So is this where Bharat bangs you?” Nagarkar started his interrogation. WHACK! WHACK! It was quickly followed by two hard slaps on her naked buttocks. My wife nodded in agreement but he wanted her to speak it out.
 
“Yes Sir!” my wife responded.
 
“Who is that young man who comes here often? I’d seen him with you entering your house.” WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Another series of slaps followed.
 
Richa quickly understood him referring to Ranabhir as Mr. Nagarkar had spotted them together two times in our premises. But she was hesitant to answer. Another series of SLAPs and she opened her mouth.
 
“He is a colleague! He was here just once to pick up documents”, Richa tries to cook story.
 
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
 
“I am not stopping until you tell me everything about him”, warned Mr. Nagarkar as he continued slapping Richa’s bums ruthlessly. My wife was already crying in pain with the hard slaps she was receiving. Mr. Nagarkar was an old man but he was quite strong and well-built and enough to put Richa in pain. She waited a long minute or two but the intensity of his spanking didn’t reduce marginally. It must have been some 35-40 strong slaps on her bums and they were turning reddish fast.
 
“Met him in a bus! Yes, he also has been dominating me!”, my wife finally opened up.
 
“So is he a colleague or stranger?”
 
“Stranger”, my wife responded almost instantly.
 
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! This time the intensity increased a bit more and even before Mr. Nagarkar asked further questions, my wife surrendered.
 
“We met in a bus and somehow he realized about my submissive side and pushed me into a few rough sessions. That is it.”
 
“And you love being mistreated, don’t you?”, asked Nagarkar this time stopping the spanking. My wife didn’t answer but her eyes and body affirmed it. Mr. Nagarkar was successful in breaking her down into submission. He knew it and Richa knew it too.
 
He jumped on our bed and removed his shirt and pulled Richa closer. He hugged her tight and started kissing and licking her. Richa quickly responded by smooching him and opening her mouth for him to suck her tongue. Their lovemaking continued for a while when Mr. Nagarkar slowly lied down on our bed and put Richa into kissing him. My wife was already turned on as she started kissing him from head to toe. She was kissing his chest, his arms and started licking the hairy area while allowing his hands to grope and press her bums. He was already hard by then and pushed her further down over his pants. Richa tried to unhook him but he made her suck his member over the fabric. Richa had tasted him before and wasn’t in any mood to resist but he made her open her mouth wide and start sucking his member over the pants. It wasn’t a comfortable taste but Richa went ahead and then slowly unbuttoned his pants. Mr. Nagarkar angled his member in the boxer and pushed into my wife’s mouth. Richa was quick to respond and started massaging his thighs and groin and slowly scratching his balls. He wasn’t able to hold back much longer and helped Richa remove his boxer and get a proper blow job.
 
Mr. Nagarkar lied on our bed by taking a pillow for support and instructed Richa to assume a 69 like position. My wife quickly placed her knees on both sides of his legs and bent down leaving her already worked up bums for further assault. But Nagarkar was much gentle and gave her occasional slaps while probing her rear, scratching her inner thighs and pinching her clit in between. Richa acted professional and serviced his member with utmost care. Her skills at licking, kissing and gently scratching men’s groin are impressive enough and it typically doesn’t take more than minute or two for a man! He raised himself and grabbed her from behind stretching his arms towards her breasts. A few pinches and kneading followed by a firm slap on the bums instructed Richa to start the true action. She got up quickly and turned around with a seductive smile. She adjusted herself by placing her knees on either side of his waist and offered her bosom for him to access. Mr. Nagarkar didn’t waste any moment and asked her to start grinding while he assumed control of my wife’s breasts.
 
Richa adjusted herself and glided his erect member towards her love tunnel. She rubbed the tip around her clit before starting to penetrate gradually. The hard tip caused some friction as another cock disappeared inside my wife. Mr. Nagarkar bent his legs at the knees and brought Richa closer to him. He squeezed her breasts, touched her lips and stretched one hand down to pinch her clit. Richa responded positively as he explored her clit and touched her lower lips while his member was pumping her. Richa kept riding him at rhythmic speed and ensured to have his tip explore every corner of her tunnel. Mr. Nagarkar, for sure, was receiving the expert grinding and it was evident on his facial expressions. He was treating my wife as his own lover and was extracting as much physical pleasure as he could. Richa, on the other side, was acting completely submissive to him and was doing her best to make her man happy. His shear lust for her body was overwhelming as he planted infinite kisses and left large number of love bytes all over her chest, shoulders and arms.
 
He lasted a long 8-10 minutes before reaching the epitome. A gentle tap on her thighs and my wife assumed her new position. She kneeled at the bedside as Mr. Nagarkar raised himself and offered his member to my wife’s waiting mouth. Richa glanced at his completely wet shaft carefully, looked up to him, gave him another seductive smile, licked her own lips to excite him further before taking that shaft down her throat. She started slow and sucked only the tip and scratched his hairy balls gently. A soothing massage to his balls and lower side of the shaft raised the tempo. “Shit! Damn! Common!”, Mr Nagarkar grunted as he was about to jerk off. Richa sensed and took him deep inside and then started sucking him clean. Her hands got busy into massaging him all over and finally the man ejaculated. He shot a good enough load that my wife gracefully accepted. In fact she did a very good job of catching his erratic shooting all into her mouth or on her face. She didn’t swallow it until he confirmed his thick white juices on her tongue and coupled it with his saliva. My wife acknowledged with a smile and gulped it all down before taking his member again into her mouth. This time she was focused on cleaning his juices and calming his nerves as Mr. Nagarkar shivered in excitement and then sat on the edge of the bed. Richa stayed on her knees and kept licking his member and his thighs and also pressing his legs to comfort him.
 
“Is the meeting over?”, he dialed his friend’s number and enquired.
 
 
“Is the meeting over?”, he dialed his friend’s number and inquired.
 
“Great! Call me as soon as he starts from there!”, he instructed his friend as he ended the call.

[manigopal]

 
Richa didn’t realize whether the meeting was over but she knew that he was not willing to leave until I was going to be out of meeting and heading home. She wondered if he would be able to do anything immediately as he had just reached a climax. After all, he was an old man although physically very fit. She knew it was not a good idea to ask him the plan and instead kept licking him off until he pushed her away and walked towards the kitchen. Richa followed him after a minute and walked up to kitchen. But then she quickly realized he wanted her to be a true bitch and immediately went down on her four at the entrance of the kitchen. She noticed him drinking water and waited for him to turn around.
 
“Do you need some too?” asked Mr. Nagarkar with a smile as he found her on her four limbs.
 
My wife nodded positive. He grabbed a bowl and bottle of water and walked out towards our living room. My wife crawled behind him as he settled on a chair by the dining table. Richa expected him to pour the water in bowl and made her sip it off like the dogs do. She had been pushed that way many a times and she wasn’t going to reject. But Mr. Nagarkar added another twist as he washed his cum and saliva soaked cock with the water and gather that water into the bowl. Richa had already sucked him off so technically there was no reason for her to feel uncomfortable. But she was hesitant and needed a couple of slaps before starting to gulp that dirty water down. Thankfully, he allowed her to drink it in a regular way (and not the doggy) and she managed to empty it quickly. He checked his watch once and the proceeded to the bedroom and took my wife along.
 
Richa was now asked to lie on the bed and he climbed on her body and squatted such that his bums directed towards her face. But he wasn’t able to balance and quickly sat on his knees with his legs on either side of my wife’s shoulders. Richa sensed he was going to smother her face and made her lick his rear. He had that wild fetish which he had tried on my wife earlier also. Her guess was proved correct when she saw his bum cheeks coming down on her face and soon her nose was fixed into his ass creek. She struggled for air as he adjusted his height and started wiggling his ass over my wife’s face before quickly trying to force it down. Richa was lying on her back and she stretched her arms to grab his thighs for support as he pushed his heavy stinking bum on her face. While he was forcing himself on her face, he lifted her legs up at the waist and spread them. Richa was slightly surprised but didn’t react. As Mr. Nagarkar adjusted his bum creek over her lips, he gave a gently slap on her lower lips and cunt. Richa shuddered and in the process ended up pushing deeper into his creek.
 
“Don’t you love licking dirty things off? This is one hell of that! Show me your skills! Show my how you licked Ranabhir’s armpits! Prove me how good an ass licker you’re!” roared Mr. Nagarkar as he pushed himself further. He pinched her lower lips and clit at the same time driving my wife crazy. The command, that challenge, reminder of Ranabhir’s armpit licking and his arms twisting her womanhood, it fueled my wife like anything. She fastened her grip on Mr. Nagarkar thighs and pushed herself into it. “Yes! Yes Sir!” she tried to whisper as she took her tongue out for the first time and started exploring his bum cheeks and crack. She moved her hands up his thighs and started parting his bum cheeks to explore deeper into his creek. Her tongue navigated through that hairy ass creek as she tried to locate his rear hole. Meanwhile, he was super excited to have tamed her so easily into fulfilling his fetish. He kept playing with her down there and started slowly pushing his finger inside. He kept pressing her clit using his thumb as his middle finger explored her opening and pushed a bit inside.
 
Richa, meanwhile, was completely occupied in planting kisses on his bum cheeks and running her tongue through the hairy crack. Thankfully, it didn’t have any traces left but it still smelled pungent and dirty but that barely deterred my wife. She was up for the challenge and kept licking him and exploring his rear hole with her tongue. His heroic towards her bottom were also exciting her every minute. Mr. Nagarkar had by then pushed his two fingers inside my wife’s tunnel and was trying to open her wide by stretching her lips and tapping her clit. He managed to finger her quite deeper and was feeling the warmness of her tunnel. He soon started rubbing her inner walls and gently pinching them using his two fingers. It was driving Richa crazy too and in turn she was licking him harder fueling him to go further wild. Richa remembered the way Ranabhir had made her lick his armpits; he was somewhat silent off late. But Mr. Nagarkar knowing and teasing her about Ranabhir, further fueled her. At one point, she also felt like confessing about Mr. Patil and his friends as well as her latest tormentor in the hospital, Mr. Verma ji. But she somehow controlled herself and focused on the job at hand. As Mr. Nagarkar kept fingering her, she kept licking his rear and his crack just the way he liked. He was clearly turned on and was regaining some erection. He brought one of Richa’s hand and made her give him a hand job. My wife happily accepted as she kept pushing her tongue inside his rear hole and rubbing her face inside his dirty, sweaty ass creek while having a semi erect member in her hands and stroking it gently and she was getting fingered at the same time. It had the desired ending. Richa attained a superlative orgasm while his semi erect member shot some liquid off it. His cell phone ranged after a couple of minutes as they both separated and were catching their breath.
 
They both smiled as he finished talking to his friend. He had to leave from there within 10-15 minutes as the meeting was concluded. I was raring to return home too. Richa walked him to our bathroom and helped him clean and put his clothes on. She was allowed to wash her mouth as she actually brushed her teeth and used lot of mouth fresher. Her hairs were still disarray but she washed her face and wiped using a towel as they walked out of bathroom. Richa quickly arranged the room as he grabbed some more water before grabbing my wife finally. He hugged her tightly, kissed her cheeks, her lips and thanked her for the special treatment. My wife smiled back and walked him to the door. She received a full mouthed kiss on the back of door and was even turned around to receive a couple of tight slaps on the bum. “The expectations are high now!”, Mr. Nagarkar exclaimed as he opened the door. My wife nodded affirmatively as if telling him that she will fulfill them. A last pinch to her nipples and her lower lips and the man left my wife for the time being. Richa quickly locked the door and rushed to bedroom to adjust her appearance and of the house. By the time, I returned from meeting she was back to being demure wife.
 
 
Richa quickly locked the door and rushed to bedroom to adjust her appearance and of the house. By the time, I returned from meeting she was back to being demure wife.
 
“How did it go?”, Richa asked me as I walked in.
 
“Shouldn’t I be asking that question?”, I responded with a sarcastic smile on my face. She reciprocated and smiled and blushed together. She was in the same camisole and track pants but had additional piece in the form of stroller covering her bare shoulders. I didn’t comment anything but was relatively surprised at the ease at which she was behaving with me although I was completely aware of what she was up to in the last 2-3 hours. I went to the bathroom to get freshen up. I had a mixed feeling as I was peeing there and I noticed my hard member. I spent couple of additional minutes inside the bathroom, splashed ample of water on my face and then slowly came out drying my face with the towel.

[manigopal]

“Is the food ready?” I asked my wife with an expressionless face. I could see Richa slightly surprised with that question and my overall mood after stepping out of the bathroom. She didn’t react and neither answered my question. Instead she headed towards the kitchen. I finished drying myself and threw the towel in the laundry to grab something to drink. As I went into the kitchen I noticed my wife standing by the kitchen platform probably trying to figure out what to cook. She noticed me by the refrigerator but didn’t react and continued to fumble with things on the platform. I took out some juice and poured into the glass to quench my thirst. I wasn’t particularly hungry since I had heavy breakfast in the morning and there were some refreshments provided during the meeting. Richa continued to look away and was taking something out into cooking utensils. I glanced her shapely features, especially her round bums visible clearly through the track pants. I sensed quickly that she wasn’t wearing any panty and nothing inside her camisole either.
 
I walked over to her quietly and grabbed her neck using my arm as if trying to lock her down and at the same time gave her a tight slap on her right bum. “WHACK” It was hard enough to make her bum bounce multiple times. “Aaaah” an immediate cry escaped her mouth as I quickly covered it using my palm and repeated another blow on her bum. She was shaken by the sheer impact and leaned backwards on my body looking up to me with her innocent eyes finding a reason for that beating.
 
“When I ask a question, I expect an answer! Do you get that?” I provided the explanation.
 
“How on earth was I going to cook while those two were here?” my wife answered rather sarcastically. Her expressions had completely changed. She was no more blushing or laughing but looked displeased.
 
“Yes or No! Don’t be oversmart!”, I continued as my wife received another strong slap on her bums. I kept my face very straight and equally distressed to influence her. She, for a moment, was in a dilemma whether to play the regular slut she had been or behave normal and apologize. In the process she just delayed answering me and instead kept staring at me, just trying to gauge my mood.
 
“Still no answer!”, I confronted and gave her another tightest of the slaps.
 
“No, food is not ready yet! Give me about 30 minutes, I will serve you.” This time she was sharp to respond as she tried to free herself from my grip while rubbing her bums. She thought that I was unnecessarily putting her down and reacted as if she wasn’t too pleased with that. I also wasn’t sure myself whether I was annoyed with her or excited by her sluttiness and was just teasing her further. I just continued with it and gave her another strong slap on the other side.
 
“Didn’t you tell them you need to cook for your husband?”
 
I asked her a question that didn’t require any answer. But I still made a fuss of it and proceeded to slap her three more times! Whack Whack Whack!! “Again no answer? Did you forget what I told you earlier?” I asked as I kept pounding her bums with strong slaps one after other and on both sides. She looked totally helpless as she tried to free herself but could barely manage it.
 
“Please Bharat! Don’t be mad. I am sorry for the delay! Give me 30 minutes, food will be ready! I didn’t expect you to be so hungry.” my wife offered her resolution.
 
“Alright! 30 minutes sharp. Every further minute gets you that many number of SLAPs!”, I clarified.
 
Richa was quite distressed with my behavior and mood by then. She nodded and immediately distanced herself from me and got involved into cooking. I was somewhat uncertain on how I wanted to proceed. So I left her there and went to the living room. I then decided to continue being mean to her for some more time. I fetched a wooden ruler and walked back into the kitchen. She noticed me entering but looked away and continued her cooking. She didn’t get to see the ruler as I was holding it behind me. I adjusted my position right behind her and suddenly blasted her left bum with the wooden ruler. The impact was significantly strong. “Aaah….shit….rascal… what the hell are you doing?” whimpered my wife as she hysterically started rubbing her bum to comfort herself. “Mind your language!”, I roared as I blasted her right bum this time. “Sorry”, my submissive wife responded immediately this time. Her poor bums were on fire but she didn’t protest and just tried to soothe herself by rubbing them.
 
“I need some entertainment as I wait for the food. So you will drop your pants until you’re cooking. Don’t remove; just drop them below knees!”, I made an announcement. She thought I was in quite bad mood and didn’t try to negotiate but dropped her track pants instantly. Her smooth and round bums made me harder. I could see the ruler’s impression along with reddishness on her bums. I, Mr. Nagarkar and Mr. Naidu, we all had toyed them beautifully. As Richa engaged herself with the cooking with the dropped pants, her bums were bouncing nicely when she moved around. It was a great sight to watch her cooking bare bottom.
 
“And….”, I paused for a moment. She almost instantly turned around to see what else was coming her way.
 
“And I need you to describe me your last 3 hours! Every minute detail! Do you understand?”, I put my demand forward with a normal mischievous smile.
 
That smile instantly put her at ease. She almost jumped on me and kissed me hard with a short smile on her face. I grabbed her bums as she cradled her legs around mine and we kissed open mouth. She kept kissing me as if she was relieved of a large debt. It is always a great pleasure to kiss Richa and especially suck her lips. She is naturally sweet and pouts her lips out nicely for her man to kiss and lick them. Her closed eyes exhibited her innocence as she pushed herself into the lovemaking. I gave her a couple of more SLAPs on her bums but she didn’t stop kissing me until long 3-4 minutes. I jerked her neck violently and kissed her aggressively for another couple minutes before dropping her to extend my authority on the scene. As I dropped her, I landed two more SLAPs on her bare bums. “Get going”, I commanded her.
 
Richa pulled some rice and daal into utensils and placed them in the pressure cooker and turned on the gas stove and also picked up vegetables for chopping. I groped her bums roughly from behind and that got her started. She described how Mr. Naidu got her started. It was exciting as hell to hear my wife speak about how she was ravaged by the old man. My groping soon turned violent and I started pinching her hard along with SLAPs in between. She didn’t try to stop me and kept providing more details. By the time she reached to the point of mentioning how she helped him grind his cock and how his tongue probed her naval, I was super excited. SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP a series of strong slaps greeted her bums and they turned dark reddish. My poor wife had to stop chopping the vegetables due to the impact my slaps were leaving on her body. She held the platform firmly as I vented out my excitement on her poorly beaten bums.

[manigopal]

“Stay right here and finish the cooking quick!” I commanded my wife and stepped out of the kitchen for a moment. She was surprised to see me leave but finished chopping vegetable and put them for cooking. The maid had already prepared chapatis; so technically she would have finished cooking in 30 minutes as she promised. By the time I returned she had put chopped vegetables, oil and spices into the frying pan and was mixing it together.
 
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK!!!
 
My wife literally jumped in pain as I started using the table tennis bat on her bums. She was least prepared and turned hysterically to plead me not use that bat. I paid no attention to her pleading and made her bent on the platform and used the bat equally hard on her thighs. When she raised herself to continue mixing the vegetable on gas stove, I even targeted her back over the camisole. A few cries escaped her mouth as the bat made contact with her thighs or her skin but she did well to absorb the pain. The food was almost ready so she was expecting me to stop to have the food at least. But I was proving her wrong all the while.
 
“Continue”, I commanded her to continue describing her encounter with the two old men. She described in details as to how Mr. Naidu ravaged her bosom and then enjoyed spanking her bums using the wooden comb. The description fueled me further and she received some more strong and painful blows. She had finished describing Naidu and started with Mr. Nagarkar. I slowed down a bit and kept the bat aside and took control of her breasts from behind. She seemed to like that and offered me enough room as she kept mixing the vegetable on the gas stove. I pushed my hands inside her camisole and got hold of her ripped melons. It wasn’t anything new to me but they are just so amazing and firm that I enjoyed pressing them to my content. I even planted some kisses on her shoulders and gave gentle bytes on her earlobes. I could see her closing her eyes and enjoying the nature of physical love her own husband was offering. It didn’t take long before I turned her to face me and started kissing her full mouth. The food was ready by then but neither of us cared as I lifted her in my arms and carried towards the living room. She probably expected to head into bedroom but I placed her on the center table in front of the sofa and kept kissing her face, her neck, arms and eventually starting to suck her nipples and licking the areolas. Richa placed her hands around my neck and pulled me closer trying to pull my tee shirt off as I threw her camisole away. She was now fully naked
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Richa was now fully naked while I remained clothed and I backed off as suddenly as I had started.
 
“Why did you stop? Continue bitch!”, I speak in the mean tone once again. But my wife was turned on by then and she tries to jump towards me and resume kissing. I kept her firmly away and gave her another strong slap on her bums. “Don’t act smart! Resume!” I commanded her again.
 
“What’s wrong honey? They both penetrated me, I sucked them, gave Mr. Nagarkar a good blowjob and drank his juices. He eventually smothered my face and I ended up licking his ass”, my wife finished in one quick go.
 
“Bitch! Didn’t you feel ashamed screwing around while your husband was just downstairs?”
 
My wife was confused again and didn’t answer my question. She stayed put and waited for my reaction. I kept staring at her as if I was sort of angry with that encounter. She remained nervous and waited patiently. Once or twice she tried to touch my member over the pants but I managed to keep her at bay that added to her frustration. After about a minute of uneasy silence, I stretched my fingers towards her lower lips and grabbed them roughly.
 
“You will now serve your husband! Do you understand that bitch?” I roared at her.
 
She nodded instantly and offered herself to me. She was slightly filled with guilt and decided to do everything to make me happy. I felt bad for her but at the same time was strangely turned on planning to discipline my slutty wife. I didn’t show her any sympathy and lifted her once again carrying towards the bedroom. She was somewhat relieved to head towards the bedroom but it faded within a minute. I pulled out the handcuffs we had and restrained both her wrist together on her back. Her breasts instantly protruded out and I had fun mauling and kneading them like all the other men. I didn’t stop there and went ahead and put a black scarf on her eyes to blindfold her. She was now completely under control as I started dragging her outside of the bed. Although she knew the coordinates of our house, being blindfolded and dragged around, she struggled and almost lost her balance multiple times. I off course provided her support but remained rough to drag her back to the living room and bent her on the sofa armrest. I pinned down her legs using mine and started beating her bums mercilessly using the table tennis bat.
 
She managed to not cry out a single moan during my madness which further enraged me and I flipped her and started targeting her breasts. Her hands were roughly crushed under her own body and with legs tightly wrapped under me, she could barely move or protest. But her moans were audible this time as I roughly slapped her breasts. After about a minute or two, I asked her to stand and raise her arms above. She followed instantly giving me complete access to her body. I roamed around her and kept giving her random beating anywhere on the body. She would jump in pain when the bat hit her flesh and then assume her position once again. I made her suffer for long 5-10 minutes before departing from the room leaving her still standing blindfolded and arms raised in the middle of living room. She nervously tried to sense where I was but couldn’t figure it out.
 
“Honey! Where are you?” she tried to call out for me. I didn’t respond although I was back in the same room. I enjoyed watching her vulnerable position. No wonder men enjoy commanding her! She was looking so adoringly attractive and innocent while being handcuffed and blindfolded!
 
I was so tempted to take her into my arms and start lovemaking. But I kept playing mean as I went near her and started randomly giving her lighter slaps on her breasts. She kept her hands raised and moaned seductively as I did that but didn’t move an inch. I couldn’t hold long and started kissing her and ravaging her beauty. Eventually, I untied the scarf on her eyes and bent her on the center table. Her wrists were still locked behind so she couldn’t support herself and laid her torso flat on the table. I handled her roughly by pulling her hairs and spreading her legs. She thought I was going to penetrate her so she actually assisted me spread her but I started giving her strong pinches and slaps on her lower lips and womanhood. She struggled and moaned in agony as her clit was violated. It wasn’t the greatest of the pains she had gone through but the giver this time was uncommon and that was giving her bigger trauma (or kick). She had her next surprise when I spat on the table next to her face and commanded her to lick. She turned around with effort and looked at me. Her eyes were teary and for a moment I felt like stopping but I slapped her and spat again on her face this time.

[manigopal]

“Don’t you enjoy this? Haven’t you tasted Ranabhir, Mr. Patil, his friends and ……? What is wrong with the husband then?” I shouted on my wife when she didn’t react quickly. Another gentle slap on the bum and I had her lowering her head and cleaning my saliva off the table. It was a sight to watch her hands tied behind, bent and made to do things. I couldn’t hold long and penetrated her without any warning. She shrieked in pain at the sudden thrust but kept herself occupied with licking as she adjusted her posture for my pumping. I was like a beast, completely turned on as I pumped my own wife in that vulnerable position. She struggled as I increased my pace and depth. But I didn’t last that long and flooded her tunnel with my juices. The excitement was so high that my juices were overflowing out of her and I discharged lot of thick fluid directly on the table next to her face. As if saliva wasn’t enough, Richa ended up licking the mixture of my thick semen mixed with saliva off the table. The way she kept licking it could have turned even a porn actress red. Even I was turned on beyond imagination to see her do it; one can only imagine what would happen to a stranger! My member had regained erection in no time and I placed it in front of her eyesight. My wife didn’t protest any and dutifully took my member inside and started sucking off like any other man. Again, it wasn’t our first time but the circumstances were different and that added some spices. “Deeper and faster! Like you suck all those men out!” I shouted to humiliate her further. She didn’t disappoint and did her best with the tied wrists. She struggled at times to put my organ into mouth as she couldn’t use her hands to direct inside. But she showed her eagerness and tried attacking my member like a hungry bitch. I kept pulling her hairs, slapped her cheeks with my member and even spat on her multiple times directly into her face and mouth. Richa took everything sportingly and didn’t disappoint me at all. I was completely satisfied and drained when she sucked me off completely. I literally threw her aside and collapsed on the sofa to catch breath. She seemed exhausted too as she pushed herself to the floor and crawled over to sofa and sat by my legs on the floor.
 
“Get me some water!” I asked my wife as I removed her handcuffs after a long time. She felt much relieved as she stretched her arms and started crawling to the kitchen. She was back crawling on her four and a water bottle held in her mouth. Wow! She was taking submission very seriously as I drank a few sips. I could see she was thirsty too but she waited patiently while standing on her knees and hands on her head exposing her torso in vulnerable position. I couldn’t resist slapping those hanging melons as I gargled some water in my mouth and bent forward to feed to her. She opened her mouth and bent her neck backward to provide me good angle to throw out the water. I liked that and splashed water from my mouth to all over her face. She shuddered but tried her best to drink a few drops that fell into her mouth. She saw me gargle some more water and repositioned herself once again. She showed no signs of having difficulty to gulp that water down her. I took it a step further and commanded her to crawl to bathroom behind me. “Adjust yourself so that you’ve privilege to drink the water flowing over my member” I commanded her. It needed no pushing as Richa quickly sat on the floor and placed herself between my legs and her mouth under my balls. I was slightly hard as she assumed that position and started washing my member with the water from the bottle. She kept herself wide open and happily drank that water mixed with my as well as her own juices. I couldn’t resist again and subjected her to some more saliva globes as well. But it seems she was up for anything and everything. I could have even urinated in her mouth and she would have happily gulped that down. But I decided to go easy and made her drink some clean water and also gargle out once.
 
“Clean yourself and come for lunch!” I told her (not commanded) and left the bathroom after cleaning myself. She didn’t take long and quickly brushed her teeth, gargled mouth freshener and took a quick bath before stepping out in a towel. I had put on my pants as well but I couldn’t help but kiss her as soon as she stepped out. “Walk on legs or knees?” Richa asked me to assess if the session was over. I smiled and resumed kissing her just like regular lovemaking. “Yes, your master is pleased with the services!” I affirmed her with a smile. She was at ease now and we proceeded to the dining table to finish lunch. It was now my time to be uncomfortable as I was feeling somewhat guilty to have treated her so bad. But my dear wife actually helped me feel comfortable when she thanked me for the session. We were relaxing in the bedroom after a tiring morning. She had put on a small tee and short pants while I was in my track pants with nothing above. She was leaning on my chest and I was stroking her earlobes.
 
“Now are you going to stop serving all those men?” I finally asked her. She didn’t answer and looked up to me. My mischievous smile told her that I wasn’t really asking her to do that. “You get first preference honey!”, she answered me confirming indirectly that she wasn’t really looking forward to ceasefire. I pulled her closer and kissed her and hugged her tightly not realizing when we slept. It was a fantastic morning and afternoon indeed.
 
 
“Now are you going to stop serving all those men?” I finally asked her. She didn’t answer and looked up to me. My mischievous smile told her that I wasn’t really asking her to do that. “You get first preference honey!”, she answered me confirming indirectly that she wasn’t really looking forward to ceasefire. I pulled her closer and kissed her and hugged her tightly not realizing when we slept. It was a fantastic morning and afternoon indeed.
 

[manigopal]

I got up after couple of hours as Richa’s cell phone was ringing. It was in silent mode but vibrating and had unknown number. I didn’t answer and just left it back on the side table. It ringed one more time after 5 minutes and seemed to be same number. I thought of answering this time but it got disconnected before I could. Richa was still in deep slumber after all the exertion in the day. I didn’t disturb her and went to bathroom to freshen up. When I came out of bathroom I saw 3rd missed call from that number on her phone. That really got me curious and excited as well. Was it Ranabhir? Patil Sir? Or another tormentor whose number is not yet saved? I was tempted to wake her up but I avoided and went towards the kitchen to make some coffee. I was then relaxing in the living room sipping the coffee and watching football game on the television. We didn’t really had any plan; so I was looking forward to spend a leisure evening at home watching sports.
 
Richa came out to the room after about half an hour. She was looking somewhat tired as she cuddled me on the sofa and kissed. I kissed her back. “Sorry! I overslept. Looks like you’ve already prepared coffee!”, Richa said. “Let me get you a cup darling!”, I responded and walked to the kitchen to fetch my dear wife a cup of warm coffee. I received another kiss for serving that coffee! Richa wasn’t really into football but she just sat there sipping the coffee while I had almost finished mine. “Did you check your phone? There were 3 missed calls from an unknown number!” I informed her. She nodded negatively so I quickly walked into bedroom and fetched her cell phone. “In fact 4 missed calls! There was one more just couple of minutes back!” I clarified. She was puzzled too and checked her phone while sipping the coffee. She couldn’t recognize the number either. “I thought one of the men you play with!” I teased her. She smiled back and went ahead to check her WhatsApp messages. Just as she was about to get up from sofa, the phone rang again. Richa answered quickly this time.
 
“Hello! Richa madam boltat na?” (Hello! Is this Ms Richa talking?), asked man on the other side.
 
“Yes, kaun baat kar rahe hai?” (Yes, who is this calling?), my wife responded back.
 
“Madam, mi Kamble boltoy. Olakhla na? XXXX hospital wala!” (Ms, this is Mr. Kamble here. Did you recognize me? From XXXX hospital!), the guy provided his introduction. Richa knew instantly and so did I realized but she didn’t respond as she was slightly taken aback. I indicated her to talk to him and find out reason for calling.
 
“Hello! Arey madam apan bathroom madhe nahi ka masti marli hoti! Tumhi ani to dusra manus ani me!” (Hello! Maam, don’t you remember we had fun in the hospital bathroom, you, the other man and me?), Kamble provided additional context thinking Richa didn’t recognize his name.
 
“Haan, Kamble ji pahchana! Kaise he aap?” (Yes Mr. Kamble I do remember. How are you doing?), my wife tried her best to be candid and soft. It was the same wardboy who along with Mr Verma had ravished her in the hospital while she was there to stay with her colleague.
 
“Ekdum bechain madam! Layi athvan yete tumchi!” (I am good Madam but missing you a lot!), Kamble said very openly. Richa didn’t respond as she didn’t know how to but the fellow continued in his local language.
 
“Aaj free hay ka? Me sandhykali yetoy mitra kade. Tumchya ghara chya javal cha he. Tithun ch night shift la jayin tar madhe thoda time asel aplyakade.” (Are you free today? Actually I am visiting a friend who stays nearby your locality. Will go directly to hospital from there but will have some time in between.), the rascal made his intentions clear.
 
Richa hesitated as she looked at me. I purposely looked away at television as she tried to think through about what to say to him. “Ek minute hold kijiye please!” (Can you hold for a minute?), my wife responded to him and looked at me for a clue. I didn’t utter a word and waited for her to ask me explicitly but she didn’t seem comfortable (probably with the way day had gone) and appeared to be telling him to cut the plan off. “You didn’t reject him outright! You took time to think about it. Doesn’t that answer you?”, I spilled the beans just before she resumed talking to him. But she probably got the message.
 
“Kamble ji, actually mein abhi ghar pe hoon. Aur bahar aana thoda mushkil hai.” (Mr. Kamble, I am currently at home and its slightly difficult for me to get out now.), my wife provided some justification in an attempt to avoid him.
 
“Ghari yeto na mi! koni ahe ka ghari?”(I can come to your place. Is there anyone home?), Kamble continued as he remained optimistic even since Richa answered his phone.
 
“Umm…ummm….ummm…..kitne baje aane ka soch rahe hai aap?”(Umm…. What time are you planning to come?), Richa took a really long pause before asking him that question. She was still somewhat uncertain but she thought of checking the time at least.
 
“Me 6 vajta pochto! 8 paryant nighen tithun!” (I will be there by 6 and will leave by 8pm), Kamble disclosed his plan. Before Richa could argue, he disconnected the phone.
 
I turned to her as soon as she finished the conversation. “Darling! Are you okay?” she startled me with that question. “Babes! I thought you would be tired.”, I responded almost instantly. “It’s fine! That two hour sleep really helped.”, my wife confirmed shamelessly that she was ready for another (4th) man in the day. I couldn’t argue anymore. She quickly served me some evening snacks and requested me to stay in our 3rd bedroom and lock it from inside while the ward boy was going to be at our place. I gathered some dry food items, water and juices along with my laptop and was ready to lock myself in the room. It wasn’t very long before our intercom phone rang. Kamble, the ward boy, wasn’t allowed entry into our society by the security. Richa had to confirm him as the guest after which he was allowed to enter. Richa spoke with Kamble also and informed him our wing, floor and flat number. She had already changed into a satin gown that hugged her figure nicely. It had series of strings at the top covering (?) the cleavage area. It was a sleeveless one with very thin shoulder straps; hence Richa skipped wearing a bra but she had put on panty. She was slightly nervous when the doorbell rang but I wished her and locked myself into the room while she went to door.
 
Kamble looked at my wife lustfully as she opened the door. Richa smiled and walked him inside towards the sofa in the living room. Unlike Ranabhir and some of the other men, he didn’t jump on her right away. Instead he relaxed on the sofa and stretched out his legs on the center table. “Wah! Chaan ahe ghar ani sajavat!” (Great! It is nicely decorated house!), he praised and Richa responded with another short smile. Richa has always mentioned to me that it works well if the man starts using her body immediately in their meetings as against trying to have a conversation or delay the actions by some means. She is quite good at socializing otherwise, but in such situations she knows the outcome hence finds it little odd to strike or continue conversation. Kamble, on the other side, wasn’t particular well-mannered person; neither was he a womanizer nor a stud. But he was behaving confidently when he gently yelled at Richa, “Ghari alelya lokana paani tari vicharta ki nay?” (Don’t you at least serve water to the people coming to house?). That startled my wife and she rushed to fetch water for him. She took a minute to arrange a jar of water with a glass and also a bottle of soft drinks into a tray and came walking to where he was sitting. “Aap chai/coffee lenge?” (Would you like to have a tea or coffee?), my wife asked politely while she stood on the opposite side of the table facing him. Kamble took a deep breath and picked up the glass of water and gulped it down entirely. He wiped his mouth and also some sweat from his forehead using his hand. He had probably walked some distance to our house and was sweating profusely. “Fan vadhva ki zara” (Increase speed of the ceiling fan), he commanded my wife. She quickly acknowledged it and waited for his next instruction (or move). He waited for couple of moments as he looked around our living room and peeped into the kitchen. “Chhe..tumhala kahich shista nahi… ghari alelya mansala chahapani ani khayala dyayacha asta” (You’re completely ill-mannered, you don’t even know that you should offer some snacks and tea to someone coming to your home), spoke Kamble while nodding his head in displeasure. Richa had a tough time understanding his local language but she made out that he was talking about snacks. “Sorry, muze laga aapke pass time kaam hai, isliye maine puchha nahi! (Sorry, I thought you had limited time and you woudnt want to waste that, so I didn’t ask!), my wife offered an explanation.

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“Bagha…zavayla kasha utavil ahe….zavadi” (Oh huh… see how desperate you’re for a fuck, you slut!), Kamble seized opportunity to humiliate my wife. Richa lowered her gaze in embarrassment but rushed to the kitchen to fetch sometime. She quickly came out with another tray in which she had some chips, veg rolls and a glass of coke. Kamble liked the presentation and hummed positively. “Ye baas ikde! (Come over, sit here)”, Kamble called my wife and asked her to sit next to him. Richa moved in slowly as he extended his hand and touched her for first time. He still didn’t go overboard and just pulled her into his hug. Richa sat slightly uncomfortable but soon adjusted herself. She shuddered a bit when his sweaty forearm touched her bare arms and pulled her closer to his drenched shirt. The memory of Ranabhir feeding his sweat in the bus flashed through her mind and her body contracted strangely. “Zavnaar ahe ch me tula…pan adhi thodi taakad yeu de na (Yes, I am going to penetrate you baby but let me get some energy first)”, Kamble spoke to her as he pulled her even closer and kissed her cheeks. Richa didn’t respond or resisted as their bodies were now almost glued to each other on the sofa. Kamble kept picking the chips from the dish and in between fed one to Richa too. My wife reluctantly opened her mouth and then chewed the chips down. He kept doing it in between and then also picked the veg roll, ate half of it and then turned to feed the same roll to Richa. He was enjoying his authority over Richa and she didn’t disappoint him as she opened her mouth to gulp down that half piece of roll. She ended up sharing his coke as well and was almost into his lap as he finished eating and drinks.
 
 
Revitalized with the food and drink, Kamble took my wife completely into his lap and positioned her sideways. He kissed her left cheek and then started licking her bare left arm from the wrists and went all the way till her shoulders. His one hand was now also playing with her breasts. Richa didn’t mind that and placed herself properly in his laps. After kissing and licking her left side, he changed her position to the other side and proceeded with her right side. Then he gradually placed her palm on his erect shaft. Richa sensed the hardness and instantly massaged it. But he pulled it off quickly and hugged her tightly. Their bodies were now glued as they both held each other firmly. After a minute of tight hugging, he distanced himself a bit and started removing his shirt. Richa noticed his hairy chest wet with sweat but still proceeded to kiss. He loved it and allowed Richa to explore his chest. Richa moved her face all over his chest, planting numerous kisses and licking around his nipples too. Kamble absolutely loved it as he relaxed himself against the sofa recliners with his arms stretched backwards. Richa was now voluntarily licking his torso and kissing his chest. At some point, she even went on to lick and tickle his hairy armpits. This time Kamble shuddered in excitement but he encouraged Richa to explore further. My wife literally cleaned his armpits, his collar bones, neck, his entire chest and even his forearms. She was now ready to go down and begin her oral duties but waited for Kamble’s confirmation.
 
Kamble was completely turned on by then and signaled my wife to proceed to the bedroom. Richa gets slightly nervous when she had to make out in our bedroom with someone other than me. But her weakness often gets exploited as Kamble insisted on going into master bedroom. Surprisingly, Richa had still not lost her clothes as she walked him into the bedroom. He was impressed with the décor in the room. Richa proceeded to turn the AC on but he stopped her. “Thoda gham ala ki maza yete…nako tumcha AC! (It is fun to get sweaty… don’t turn on the AC)”, he commanded and my wife instantly backed off. He pushed her towards the bed and this time slapped her bum loudly. “Aaahhh”, my wife moans softly as she was now bent on the edge of the bed with Kamble positioned behind her. A series of strong slaps blasted her poorly beaten butts. But Kamble allowed her to comfort herself in between before starting the next batch of slaps. This time he alternated between her bum cheeks and ensured they both received equal share. His palms were leaving a lot of impact and Richa felt happy that she was not bare bottom. But just then she felt her gown moving upwards. It didn’t take him long and Richa raised her arms for him to take it off. He pushed Richa on the bed and jumped on her to attack those beautiful melons hanging freely in front of him. Richa stretched her arms out giving him completely access and closed her eyes in anticipation. She knew he wasn’t going to stop anytime soon and he didn’t disappoint her. He was violent at the beginning as he kneaded her breasts hard, pinched the nipples as if to pluck them off. He even scratched her areolas and planted some bite marks on her large boobs. Gradually he went slow and started sucking one nipple while playing with the other. He was using his tongue skillfully and that was sending shivers down Richa’s spine. But he kept playing with her breasts passionately. He alternated between her both breasts and also switched into kissing, licking, biting and stroking the nipples with tongue continually. Richa was already into peak of ecstasy and gave him a mouthful when he took a break to kiss her lips. Her hands were shamelessly cuddling him and scratching his back in excitement while her torso was pulsating into extreme excitement.
 
Kamble adjusted her by placing a large pillow under her head and mounted on top with his legs on either side of her thighs. He was now leaning over her body and kissing her lips while his one hand moved down towards her soaking panty. He hadn’t removed that yet and he started tapping her hole over the soft fabric that was driving Richa further crazy. She would go deeper into his mouth when he would slap her openings down there. He hadn’t even pulled the panties down but Richa’s body was already gyrating in excitement. Finally Kamble inserted his hands and slowly started rolling down the panties by holding the waistbands. Richa tries to contract her muscles and closed her thighs to avoid being seen dripping but was exposed soon. Her juices were flowing when Kamble touched his finger down. He quickly noticed the changes in her kissing when he tapped a finger on her clit or opening. Richa would kiss more passionately and try going deeper inside his mouth and he enjoyed doing it with her. She was ready for the action and slowly stretched her hand out to grab Kamble’s member and squeeze it gently. Kamble liked it and allowed her continue as he kept roaming his fingers around her womanhood. It wasn’t long before Richa tried to unzip him and pushed her hand inside. Excited and pleased with her services, Kamble helped her get rid of his pant and boxers and then toppled on the bed beside my wife. Richa raised herself instantly and started sucking the dirty ward boy voraciously. His member was erect already and she could see venis carrying more blood as she sucked him skillfully. A gentle slap from him on her thighs and she knew he wanted her to start.