Misc. Erotica HOT WIFE RICHA

[manigopal]

Richa went on top of kamble and positioned herself around his mighty pole. There was adequate lubrication and she had little trouble having his member thrusting inside her tunnel. Both of them exclaimed in excitement as the action started. Richa adjusted herself further such that she was bent over Kamble’s body facing him and taking support on his shoulders. He was leaned against the big pillow now and was holding and moving her bums to adjust the speed and depth of his penetration. He started with slow strokes and tried his best to reach maximum depth each shot. Richa had closed her eyes and was trying to kiss him and offer her bosom for his pleasure. They were soon in a perfect position where her breasts were hanging free in front of his mouth while his hands had a firm grip on her butts thus maintaining the rhythm and speed of his strokes. Richa was biting her lips and moaning incessantly as the ward-boy continued exploring her depth. He was now completely erect and thrusting my wife violently. She was literally jumping at each stroke and her tits were bouncing all over. It was indeed an erotic sight to have a woman riding lustfully a mighty hard cock that wasn’t her husband while her breasts were swinging openly in the air. Kamble didn’t waste a lot of time catching her nipples between his teeth. He soon took his hands off her thighs and focused them on kneading her full breasts while my wife kept riding his member. She showcased her advanced skills by jumping on it, grinding it and twisting in circular fashion to give him maximum pleasure. He encouraged her further with brutal squeezing of her melons and sometimes slapping her bums hard. They continued for well over 8-10 minutes after which Kamble started jerking his body to indicate he was nearing a climax.
 
“Tuzya tondat denar ahe zavade! (Bitch! I am going to cum in your mouth)”, Kamble howled.
 
Richa instantly jumped beside and went down on her knees at the edge of the bed as indicated by Kamble. She sucked him for another few seconds before he exploded large. She had to form a bowl shape using her palms to avoid it flowing down onto the bedsheet and the carpet as she tried her best directing it inside her mouth. Kamble’s legs were trembling as he kept discharging loads of his thick juices. Richa kept looking up to him as she gulped the fluid down her throat. She did well in not damaging our carpet and sipping every drop of his fluid. Kamble was extremely overwhelmed when she drank everything and started sucking his cock clean. He probably never had received such pleasure anytime and he was experiencing every moment intensely. They were sweating profusely due to the high voltage drama and Kamble hadn’t allowed her to switch on AC or fan. He hugged her in that situation when they both moved on the bed. Richa showed no reservations and was willingly cuddling his sweaty naked body. She didn’t mind kissing and licking the sweat on his forehead and his chest while he kept pressing her tits. They both kept lying there kissing and fondling each other’s body parts for some time.
 
“Pani gheun ye 2 glass! (Get two glasses of water!)”, Mr. Kamble instructed Richa. She got up from the bed and looked around for her gown that was lying on the other side of the bed. But Kamble quickly picked it and suggested Richa to not put it on. So my wife starting parading naked in the house and fetched the 2 glasses with a jar of water in a tray. Kamble was sitting by the edge of the bed when she returned. She placed the tray on the small table and poured water for her man and handed him the glass. Kamble quickly emptied the glass and proceeded to stop Richa when she poured water in the 2nd glass. She had half the glass filled but she stopped immediately and looked at him with question. Kamble smiled cunningly and picked up that partially filled glass and brought down between his legs and pushed his member into it. Richa couldn’t help but remember all the dirty and nasty things Ranabhir and Mr. Patil had subjected to her when Kamble asked her to drink that water. She hesitated for a moment and that made Kamble wonder if she would refuse him. Unlike Ranabhir and Mr. Patil, he didn’t press rather asked her, “Pinar ka? (Will you drink it?)”. Richa wondered for another minute as to how men get such nasty ideas with her and how she agrees to them thus encouraging for more. She shuddered for a second thinking what else Kamble might push her into. But she resumed composure quickly and nodded affirmatively to Kamble. He was overjoyed to see my wife taking sips from the glass he used to wash his member. Richa couldn’t help but turned on the fan this time as they both relaxed on the chairs by coffee table and he didn’t object.
 
“Apan parat alo tar tumhala kahi problem nahi na? (Will it be okay to visit you again?)”, Kamble asked my wife as they were sipping the coke and munching some dry fruits. Richa couldn’t answer him but just nodded to his demand. He looked super content not only with the treatment but that return promise also. “Nahi tasa ghabaru naka… apan roj yenar nahi… ani phone karun ch yenar! (Don’t worry, I won’t show up every day and will definitely call before coming over!), Kamble offered his justification that relieved my wife. She enjoyed how he would confidently ask her out but at the same time wouldn’t go overboard with things either. “Apko kuch Bablu eke liye banau? (Should I make something for you?)”, my wife asked the ward boy generously. But the fellow glanced through his watch and refused politely. “Aplyala nighay lagel! (I will have to leave now)”, he suggested my wife. Richa was somewhat relieved too that he was leaving a content man. “Aapko nahana hai to kar sakte hai! (You can take a bath if you wish to!)”, my wife directed him to the bathroom. He liked the idea and proceeded towards our master bathroom. Richa knew this could invite additional round of lovemaking but still went ahead with the idea. “Tumhi ghaltay ka apli apan karaychi? (Will you help me bathe or do it myself?)”, Kamble winked at my wife who was standing naked inside the bathroom with him.

[manigopal]

 
Richa turned on the shower and adjusted the hot-cold level of water and walked Kamble under it. “Aap khade rahenge ki baithna hai? (Will you stand or sit down?)”, my wife asked him politely. Kamble preferred standing under shower as my wife pulled the jet spree off and started pouring water over his body. She picked some liquid soap and started applying on his face and torso and put some shampoo on his hairs too. Kamble remained passive but his member was erect as Richa moved down and started soaping his legs, thighs and groin. He couldn’t hold back when she went behind and tried to apply soap between his butt creeks as well. Kamble lifted her and placed on the seat and penetrated without any indication. He was extremely turned on and gave her some strongest of the strokes before taking her down on the floor. Our bathroom is usually very clean so Richa had no issues lying on it. She helped Kamble get on top of her as he continued banging her hard. His soaped member meant there wasn’t much friction and he could penetrate her smoothly. He kept giving her deep strokes and she reciprocated by her special pelvic movements. He kept her pinned down and grinded her with animalistic passion this time. It didn’t last as long as first one but in those 5 minutes of endeavor, he brought the hell out of Richa. Her tunnel was literally hammered with piston and some strong slaps on the butts and even on her bosom tested her pain quotient. Richa knew she invited this so she didn’t resist a single bit as he discharged his secretion into her love tunnel without either of them realizing. But his excitement wasn’t gone yet as he pulled his member out and pushed into her mouth. Richa took deep breaths and prepared for the assault. She knew he was excited and expected him to be rough. He grabbed her hairs and adjusted her height and penetrated at large. He kept pushing himself and also pulled her hairs violently to complement his thrusts. Richa relaxed her muscles and took the hammering sportingly. She could see shear lust in his eyes as he destroyed the woman under him but didn’t resist at all. He kept testing her for well over 3-4 minutes after which he pulled out. Richa coughed and caught her breathe before his member was slapped in again. But he went gentle after another couple of minutes and eventually pulled out. Richa went weak with that brutal pace and almost instantly sat down on the floor. He thought she was tired and proceed to complete his bath. But my wife regained some power and joined him. This time they both applied soap to each other and stood under the shower as the water cleansed their bodies.
 
As they stepped out drying their bodies with the same towel (thankfully Richa’s and not mine), Kamble thanked her for the amazing treatment. Richa looked glad to have pleased him although she herself wasn’t sure as to why she was so generous to him. Kamble used some of my deodorant and creams as he put on clothes. He requested Richa to stay naked and she agreed standing closer to him and offering him the comb, perfume etc. He kept kissing her in between, touching her breasts and hugging her. Finally he was ready to leave and my wife walked him all the way to the door. He kissed her one big time, sucked both her nipples, and squeezed them hard before opening the door and stepping out. Richa quickly closed the door and rushed to the bedroom to clean up stuff and put on clothes. Before that, she knocked on the door and informed me that he was gone. I rushed out instantly while she was in bedroom only in her satin gown and cleaning up the bathroom. “That’s four men in less than twelve hours”, I commented with a wink. She quickly finished cleaning, adjusted the bed and carpet and cleaned up the coffee table. I repeated my comment when she didn’t react. But this time she was quick. “Yes, I heard it. Now go put it on that site so men can shag over me!”, exclaimed my wife as she hugged me lightly. I reciprocated and walked her to the living room to relax on sofa and take some rest. We ordered the food from outside and spent next one hours watching television and cuddling on the sofa. She needed the break and I knew it so I didn’t push her although I had the urge to bang her once. She appreciated my patience and leaned over my shoulder on the sofa.
 
 
She needed the break and I knew it so I didn’t push her although I had the urge to bang her once. She appreciated my patience and leaned over my shoulder on the sofa.
 
Richa slowly opened up as we started eating dinner. “He was super-joyed”, my wife provided unsolicited information about Mr. Kamble. I just nodded as I kept watching the game on television. “Not in his wildest dream he would have thought about such incident, why not then?”, I responded to my wife. She nodded and projected a satisfactory smile on her face feeling proud about her abilities to please the man. I too had little doubts about her skills in that area and I nodded in agreement as we finished our dinner. Richa suggested we take a walk in the premises and I backed it. We changed into comfortable shorts and tee (off course Richa put up inners this time) and headed downstairs. There was relatively pleasant breeze as we walked slowly over the jogging track with few other people. Richa was holding my hand but she seemed to be engrossed into something; her adventures over the day I thought. I didn’t interrupt her; neither did she check her phone although it beeped a couple of times. After finishing 3 rounds of the track, we headed to lobby to relax a bit when Richa checked her messages. Her eyes flashed as soon as she read the messages. She turned to me instantly to see if I was playing attention but I looked away at the right time. I saw her typing something really fast and then waiting for the response.
 
“Let us go upstairs”, Richa suggested as soon as she read the next message. I didn’t really object and we walked towards the elevators. She grabbed the bottle from my hand and gulped down half of the water really fast. I could see her slightly apprehensive as we entered the elevator. “What happened honey? Your mood has changed suddenly. Is Kamble coming back or what?”, I asked her as I pulled her closer to comfort. She gave me a half smile but didn’t utter anything until we reached our floor. She typed in few more messages while I opened the door and we stepped in.
 
“Darling! Can you sleep in that room for the night?”, my wife asked hesitantly. I looked at her surprised and nodded hesitantly. “What’s the matter dear?”, I asked her to explain her demand. “Kamble spilled the beans in the hospital and now Mr. Verma wants to see me.”. Before I could speak any further, her cell phone rang and she indicated that she had to answer that. I couldn’t stop her but just insisted on keeping it on speaker.
 
“Kya randi! Kisse chudwa rahi thi? Akeli hai na toh kya gaajaar dala hai kya lund nahi mila to? (Slut! Who was doing you? Or do you have a carom up your cunt since you don’t have a dick?)”, Mr. Verma started the conversation in a way that stunned both of us.
 
“No, not really! I just stepped into house. Didn’t want to take it from outside.” my wife responded as politely as possible.

[manigopal]

 
“Kya karna hai? Tu idhar ayegi ki mein aa jaun? (Are you going to come over or should I?)”, Verma was straight to point. My wife looked up to me but I couldn’t speak since the phone was on speaker mode. I signaled her to push it to tomorrow although we both wondered if he would agree to. But we decided to try as she really needed a break.
 
“I cannot come now. It is late and I am really tired too!”, my wife offered her explanation.
 
“Not a problem! I can come over. I should be there in an hour! Okay?”, Mr. Verma was quick to close the topic so that she doesn’t put him down. My wife looked up to me and asked the same question again but this time with her eyes. I was really unsure about it. I mean I could have stayed in the room comfortably; it had proper bedding, attached toilet and was air conditioned too. I could have continued working or just slept there. But I was unsure about Richa since she was overworked (overused rather). But her expressions indicated that she didn’t want to disappoint him. I showed her my thumb to indicate that I am okay if she was comfortable. My wife instantly confirmed and the call was disconnected.
 
“Are you sure honey? It has been a long day, isn’t it?”, I played the caring husband.
 
“Well, yeah! That is why I refused to travel to hospital!”, my wife clarified indicating indirectly that she wasn’t averse to another man screwing her but travel would have been hectic. I could only wonder what keeps driving her. But she was already checking the room that I was going to be locked in. She checked if the bedding was proper, switched on the air conditioner, checked the toilet and then walked out. “All set”, she confirmed to me. “He is going to take at least an hour, isn’t it?”, I spoke as I threw myself on the sofa. Richa sat beside but little far and remained stuck to her phone. The guy was probably chatting as he started travel to our home. I didn’t intervene and resorted to the TV. A few minutes went quiet! My eyes were glued to TV screen but my mind was wandering around my wife. She kept typing into her phone and didn’t bother to pay attention to me. I kept watching television until at some point she interrupted, “Darling can you go to the room?” before I could cross question about why she wanted to go me this early, she clarified, “He wants to get started already!” I wasn’t expecting it so I asked her, “but how? Are you going to do phone s**?” She smiled and took a long pause before responding.
 
“His new method! Command me on Skype!”, Richa responded with a short smile and bitchy eyes.
 
“Really? And when did this start? I wasn’t aware of!”, I put my point forward as if I was hurt due to being uninformed.
 
“Sorry darling! I never told you. But it’s not going on for long. In fact just a few occasions in last two weeks!”, Richa clarified.
 
I was curious to know the modus operandi and Richa provided the context. She mentioned how he wanted to meet her badly and it didn’t work out. So he popped up the idea to her. It started with her showing her face and body on the skype call but quickly turned nasty. After the first 2-3 sessions, he had Richa strip for him inside the office toilets. He used to keep teasing and challenging her and my wife would sometimes do calls while working at her office desk. She would roll her leggings down to show her panty or adjust the camera to showcase her bra through sleeveless shirts. Her job involved talking to clients at her office and he even used that to tease her. At times, he would ask Richa to lower her dress line and show her cleavage by bending unnecessarily during those conversations. He had also mandated her to keep licking her lips seductively every 2-3 minutes. And the skype call would be on while she continues to have this business conversations at her office. He would go more adventurous while she was outside. He had made her visit restaurants or coffee shops all alone and expose herself to waiters or strangers. She confessed how the waiters or people in those classy coffee shops observed her promiscuously than while in some roadside small restaurants.
 
Before I could react, my wife continued. “And he goes somewhat crazy if I have the privacy!”. Wow! I was wondering if the earlier deeds weren’t crazy! But then as always, I encouraged Richa to elaborate further and she dutifully continued.
 
‘Darling, for the last 3-4 days, I have been having French fries as my evening snacks in the office toilets. I have to buy a pack and some ketchup and walk into the toilets secretly. Once inside, I am (thankfully) allowed to close the toilet seat and keep the fries and ketchup on top of it. I have to take off everything except bra and panty and then go down on my knees. I have to greet him and then start eating the fries directly using my mouth. I am allowed to spread the ketchup up front. But once I start eating, using my hands is strictly prohibited. I have to pick up the fries using my mouth, dip it into ketch, and show it on my tongue to him before munching it down. Once I finish the snacks, I am required to throw the tissues papers and ketchup pouch, packet etc. into dustbin again using my mouth. And the last part which is really testing one is to burry my face into toilet and flush. Thankfully, I am allowed to wash myself properly after stepping out of the toilet!”, my wife completed her ordeals without a pause. As if she was relieved of a burden (of not telling me earlier), she jumped towards me and kissed me hard. I reciprocated and then pushed her a bit to look into her eyes.
 
“You’re one heck of a slut! Aren’t you?”, I spoke as I looked into her. She felt embarrassed but smiled and kissed me again.

[manigopal]

 
I was surprised and also excited to hear all of that. But I kept my face very straight and asked her, “Can I be an audience provided I am not in the picture and doesn’t make any sound?” She giggled with the idea but nodded positively. I asked her to proceed with her virtual endeavors while I waited on the side sofa. She quickly adjusted her phone using the flap on the center table and once she confirmed she had good angle, she dialed him on skype. There was hell of background noise when he answered call which meant he had already started his travel to our place.
 
“What are you in bitch? Show me neat and clean!”, roared the man although his voice was somewhat broken. But it was enough for my wife to obey. She adjusted herself at some distance from phone so the camera could capture her entirely. “Shorts and tee! Can you see?”, my wife asked with a giggle again. “Inside?” he enquired and Richa surprised when she rolled her tee up and shorts down to show her black inners. “Shirt around the neck and pants down!”, Mr. Verma provided his next command. I kept watching as my wife skillfully rolled her tee all the way up to her neck and exhibited her massive melons merely cupped into the black bra. I was turned on but she added spice when she turned around and seductively rolled the pants down exposing her smooth round buttocks around the black panty. She slapped herself gently as she rolled the short pants down to her ankles. She didn’t take them off completely and stood proudly in her inners in front of a relatively stranger on a skype video call. I was extremely turned on and I could only imagine what Mr. Varma’s situation would be.
 
“Kelaa ya gajjar hai? (Do you have a banana or a carrot at home?)”, asked Mr. Verma. There was incessant background noise but my wife wasn’t affected as such. She nodded, “Yes Sir”. The next moment I saw her walking in the same attire to the kitchen to fetch some tools. She didn’t take too long but Verma was already impatient. “Kaha gayi raand? Jab tak main nahi batau …andaar maat daalna! (Where are you slut? Don’t put it in until I ask you to!)”, he shouted loudly. I was really worried about whether he was accompanied by anyone but Richa probably didn’t care as much as she returned with a long yellow banana. As soon as she was in front of camera, she went down on her knees and started sucking the banana like a man’s member. I was awed by her boldness but Mr. Verma seemed to enjoy it. “Suck it bitch! Suck it hard and long!”, he exclaimed. My wife was already on job as she kept sucking and licking that banana seductively while looking into the camera. As she did that, she slapped herself into face and whispered, “Yes Sir! Your bitch is ready Sir!”. He then asked Richa to peel the banana off and take out the softer edible white portion. I was expecting him to tell her to start screwing herself with than long banana and I wasn’t wrong. “Aab usse chut mein daalna aur baad mein mooh mein! (Now put that in your opening before you eat it!)”, commanded Mr. Verma. My wife obliged immediately as she pushed her panties down and brought the banana closer to her tunnel. She tried penetrating herself but it was a soft attempt and the banana broke into two pieces. She rubbed herself with both the pieces and put them on the center table in front of camera. As if this was all preplanned, she bent forward and started meshing that banana with her face. And it didn’t stop there as she was then made to lick and peel it off the glass using her tongue and gulp it down. Richa had very minimal challenges as she continued servicing her man virtually. In fact, although the call got dropped, she continued with her task of gulping the banana down her throat. I reasoned myself that she didn’t notice the call drop.
 
“Darling! Did you find it dirty?”, my wife asked me when she finished the task and the call was disconnected too. I couldn’t answer that and just kept looking at her. But the guy didn’t give her a lot of time to explain to her hubby. This time he called her number directly and Richa answered him on speaker.
 
“Sun randi… mein 30 mins me pohochta hoon…tu tab tak naha lena..ok? (Bitch! I should be there in 30 minutes, take a bath until then, okay?)”, asked Mr. Verma. My wife instantly agreed.
 
“Aur mein jab premises ke entrance pe aaunga… tab call karunga….uske baad…pure kapde utar ke…darwaje ke peeche khadi ho jana ekdum nangi! Aur haan! Darwaza andar se bolt nahi karna! (And when I reach the entrance of your premises, I will buzz you again. Strip and stand naked behind the door! And don’t lock the door from inside!)”, he continued with his nasty asks that my wife also continued to agree to.
 
“Doesn’t he want to see you as you take bath?”, I asked Richa sarcastically. She smiled but dodged my question and proceeded to bathroom. Before I could say anything, she closed the door and started the shower. Wow! She was going to welcome a relative stranger while being completely naked but didn’t want her hubby to see her take bath! I felt jealous but didn’t react strongly and decided to continue monitor her slutty nature. She took over 10 minutes to step out of bathroom but when she did, she was looking stunning. She had put on a red robe with only bra cups and piece covering her womanhood, rest it had only strings loosely tied together. It was more enticing than being completely naked and I could help but suggest her to stay in that. She smiled and welcomed my suggestion. She sprayed light deo and used some face cream and left her hairs open. I was extremely hard just watching her but she kept the distance and tried avoiding my touches. I couldn’t help and kissed her and pressed her melons hard. But her phone was already rining. Wow! The bastard was at the entrance. She didn’t answer the call and instead disconnected it.
 
“Darling! Time to get yourself locked!”, my wife indicated it was the time.
 
 
Darling! Time to get yourself locked!”, my wife indicated it was the time.
 
“Have fun and remember everything!”, I responded as I winked at her and proceeded to our extra bedroom and locked it from inside.

[manigopal]

 
Richa stared at the lobby to the elevators through the living room curtains and proceeded towards the main door. He would have been there in another 2-3 minutes. She unlocked the door but kept it shut (hoping the wind not to open it) as she positioned herself behind it. She stood there with her arms raised above into her hairs and legs crossed. She struggled to decide between going complete naked or with the robe and finally went ahead with my suggestion. Mr. Verma pressed the doorbell although he knew it would be open. He barged in without Richa opening the door. It was a sight to die for as Richa stood there semi naked with only few robes keeping her modesty and with most slutty expressions on her face and in her eyes. Verma needed no invitation as he jumped on my wife and started kissing and licking her. He could smell her freshly bathed body and literally tore off the robe to expose her jugs. Richa quickly kicked the main door to lock it while he lifted her and threw on the sofa. He instantly jumped on her and started making animalistic love. He started at top but reached the bottom fairly quick and kept roaming all over her body. His kissing, licking and biting left her awestruck. He kept focusing on her body parts alternately. He started sucking Richa's breasts and nipples and kept licking them for long time while his hands kept teasing her clit and pinching it hard and rough. My wife was feeling the excitement but was trying hard to keep calm. She didn’t hold anything back and allowed him to explore her body completely but didn’t initiate anything herself. She kept supporting him the way he wanted.
 
After first few minutes of animalistic passion, Mr. Verma calmed down and sat beside her on the sofa. He didn’t say anything but started kissing her lips once again. Richa obediently opened her mouth and allowed him explore her tongue and reciprocated. He kept kissing her open mouth for long while his fingers again explored her womanhood. Richa was already wet and he sensed it as he tucked his fingers inside and also while pinching her clit. She wasn’t hoping him to penetrate her this quickly! At least not before trying some nasty things! But he proved her wrong. He lowered his track pants and boxers and popped his member out. It was already hard and raring to go. He lied on the sofa and asked Richa to come on top of him. My wife, although she was slightly surprised, followed his commands quickly. She leaned on his body facing him and then adjusted her waist such that tip of his member was resting at her tunnel. She jerked her thighs gently to indicate him and he applied the pressure to push his member inside. It was the fifth distinct cock exploring my wife and she greedily welcomed it. As it entered her tunnel, she felt the friction for a moment before getting adjusted to it. She soon started riding and grinding him and at the same time giving up her torso for him to enjoy. The man looked in pleasure as he had a full matured woman riding him in a seductive way while her ripped melons were just few inches away for him to suck and torment. He first pulled her down and kissed her again. “You’re doing amazing! Grind it well!”, Mr. Verma commanded my wife as he brought her melons close to his mouth. Richa adjusted herself such that the grinding continued and he was able to start sucking her nipples. Her body had turned into an arc with a concave curve near her waist. Her bums were raised on his groin and her bosom was uplifted for him to continue sucking. Verma gracefully accepted the pleasure Richa was offering him. He remained calm and composed and extended his climax a lot longer. My wife kept grinding his member for well over 15 minutes while he alternated sucking her breasts, kneading them softly and at times kissing her full mouth. He also gave her gentle slaps on her thighs and side bums. But he was still hard and going strong although my wife was struggling to keep pace.
 
“Turn around bitch! Show me your bums!”, Mr. Verma roared as my wife’s pace dropped a bit.
 
She didn’t hesitate and turned around while his cock was still buried inside. He provided her support and also raised himself by supporting his back on the sofa armrest. He was now sort of sitting on sofa and Richa was on top of him but facing away. He hissed her body a bit as she adjusted herself in the changed position. “Is this the beginning (of rough part)?”, my wife though as he suddenly pulled her hairs into a pony and commanded her to ride faster. Richa shuddered for a minute but then tried to gain the pace. She bent a bit forward and placed her arms on both sides of his thighs and started pumping harder. Verma was now in a better position as he lifted her by her waist and positioned her again on his cock. A couple of strong slaps on her jumping bums followed as he made her get into rhythm. Richa resumed her momentum with that spanking and started grinding him again and giggling her ass cheeks for him pleasure. Verma didn’t mind that and made a good use of it by slapping her bums really hard. He kept giving her strong slaps across both sides that soon turned into reddish. Richa whined and moaned in pain but kept relatively quiet as the onslaught continued. Mr. Verma was reaching his climax now and that was turning him more violent. He pulled her hairs roughly and gave her few slaps on her bums and back as Richa sensed his member twitching inside her tunnel. Another minute or two and then he violently pulled her closer and ejaculated all inside her for the first time in that night.
 
He was a completely changed person post that climax. He pulled out roughly and threw Richa on the floor with her head supported by sofa and stuffed his member inside. He was literally choking her but he didn’t reduce the pressure and kept pushing his cock deep inside. “Whore! You should be pounded in open! By all those horny men in the road or in the office or in the train! You shouldn’t be left without a cock even for a second. Don’t you enjoy getting banged by random men? Don’t you enjoy that bitch?” he kept growling as he continued pushing him deeper. Richa was struggling and couldn’t answer his questions but she kept herself active and focused on licking her own juices mixed with his from his mighty rod. “Take this you bitch”, he shouted as he pulled his member out for a moment and spitted big into her mouth. Richa didn’t object and licked his saliva off her lips before she was stuffed again with his member. He kept abusing her and using derogatory language while violating her mouth. At one point, Richa licked his saliva off the floor as well. But her submissiveness was only driving him crazier. It wasn’t long before Richa was licking his shoes and cleaning them. He kept going further and stuffed her mouth by inserting half of his shoe inside and using the other to mercilessly slap her breasts. Her hands weren’t spared either as she tried hard to protect her breasts from brutal beating. She cried in pain when he actually lifted her from the floor by her nipples. Yes, he literally lifted her by grabbing her nipples/breasts and then threw her on the sofa. She was flipped instantly to expose her bums. He started going mental on her bare bums as Richa prepared herself for brutal attack. She was relatively comfortable taking the beating on her bums than her chest! What a trade off! But this was a Devil’s attack as he kept blasting her bums, legs and back with his bare hands and shoes. Richa, surprisingly, stayed very strong and took all the nasty beating with only some moans. She didn’t try to move herself or protect her bums using hands this time. She remained steady as if she was tied down.
 
Finally, his sadist phase seemed to get over as he stopped. Richa was in immense pain but she was dead curious about the next part. She knew he wasn’t going to leave anytime soon but was hoping for relatively lighter time after the brutal attack. Verma relaxed on the adjacent chair leaving my wife lying on the sofa. He kept watching her beautiful back and nicely beaten up bums as he caught his breath. Richa didn’t dare to move for a couple of minutes after Verma stopped. Then she raised herself and turned to face her tormentor. He smiled at her as she picked herself and sat properly on the sofa. She could project only a half-smile. He sensed her discomfort.

[manigopal]

“I thought you enjoy being treated this way! Don’t you?”, he popped the unpleasant question again. Richa knew men enjoy her discomfort in making her confess that truth. Verma was no exception as he put it to her. Richa nodded hesitantly and that made him smile. He asked my wife to fetch him something to drink as he made himself comfortable in our living room. He moved the curtains open and was enjoying the nice view from our living room while Richa fetched him a Tropicana juice with a glass of water. She stumbled as she reached the living room seeing the open curtains. It wasn’t that she was going to be seen by people outside but it was a natural reaction that made her pause for a moment. She surpassed it quickly and stood obediently behind Verma as he started sipping the juice. He placed his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to the sliding where he was standing. Richa stood nervously although the area wasn’t brightly lit. He kept massaging her around the waist area and slowly moving up to her chest. “You didn’t answer me!”, Mr. Verma reminded her of his earlier question. Richa delayed answering but eventually nodded positively. “Yes, right?”, he probed further. “Yes Sir!” she confessed finally.
 
“Great! Let us continue! Let me get you cleaned first!”
 
 
“Great! Let us continue! Let me get you cleaned first!” announced Verma as he turned around and instructed Richa to walk with him. My wife was slowly dragged to our bedroom and then in our bathroom. Verma looked around to take a good look at it. “Wow! This is much cleaner than the hospital one!” he commented to remind her about the previous incidence. Richa didn’t react and kept standing beside him until she was pushed down on the knees. Verma picked up the jet spree and directed it towards her. “Show me your face bitch!” roared Verma as he positioned it. Richa looked up to him but had to instantly look away due to the force of water. “Close your eyes and open your mouth!” came the next command. He positioned her by the wall, made her hold the tap for support and raise her face so he could clean her mouth. My wife obliged and readied herself. Verma washed her entire face initially before directing the water straight into her mouth. Thankfully he would stop in between to allow her grasp her breath. It continued for some time wherein he directed the strong current on her breasts and also into her tunnel. It tickled her but wasn’t as painful and Richa survived it comfortably.
 
“Keep your mouth open bitch!” Verma commanded as he continued playing with jet. Richa was much comfortable and quickly opened her mouth wider. But it was the toilet cleaning brush that invaded her mouth this time. Richa tried to close but couldn’t as the brush was pushed inside. Thankfully, it wasn’t as dirty as the one in hospital but still it was a toilet cleaning brush. Richa coughed hysterically when it was pulled out. She tried puking out lot of saliva to feel cleaner but was stuffed with the brush again. “Lick it clean!” Verma commanded her further as he actually put it into toilet pot and placed in front of her mouth instead of pushing it in. Richa hesitated and tried to excuse herself. “I know you will do it bitch!” he commented as he saw Richa backing off. He extended his feet and used his toe to rub her lower lips and press her clit. He still didn’t push the brush in her mouth but instead kept it out. He wanted her to willingly lick it off. “Come on bitch! I know you can play a urinal in a gent’s public toilet as well. This is much cleaner, isn’t it?” he kept arousing her by degrading her. It was accompanied by him spitting on her face and his fingers tickling her womanhood. Richa showed larger resilience this time but it eventually broke down. His laughter embarrassed her more than the feeling or taste of licking the dirty toilet brush. She had honored his command and licked the brush like a cock just the way he expected. Her resistance was again broken down by him. It didn’t need Mr. Verma put a lot of effort to have her face buried into the toilet and being flushed. She had licked the toilet floor, brush and even the mat outside the toilet before being washed inside toilet pot. Her level of filthiness probably pleased Mr. Verma as he left her for cleaning herself after having urinated on her entire body.
 
Mr. Verma moved around our house before settling in the living area watching television and helping himself with some food. It was quite late in the night but he was probably consuming more energy. He had an apple and another glass of juice while he was relaxing and browsing through his phone. Richa took long 30 minutes to clean herself and the bathroom before stepping out. She didn’t put on clothes but instead had just a towel wrapped covering essentials. She asked him if he wanted anything else to eat but he nodded off and instructed her to sit beside him. My wife sat a bit hesitantly but was soon pulled closer. Mr. Verma didn’t rush to undo the towel but instead started kissing her shoulders and smelling her fresh body. He lifted her and took her on his laps and started kissing her bare back, shoulders, neck and then her lips. Richa has confessed to me many times that she gets uncomfortable when someone tries to make vanilla love with her. It was the same case here as Mr. Verma kept playing with her beautiful body gently. He noticed Richa had closed her eyes and was slightly uncomfortable. He started caressing her lips using his fingers and suggested her to open her mouth. Richa agreed instantly and he placed his thumb inside her mouth before replacing it gradually with all fingers. Richa happily sucked his left and right both.
 
“I wanted to try something adventurous! That’s why I was calling you over!!” he exclaimed while his fingers were gently massaging my wife’s lips.
 
Richa wasn’t sure how to react to his remark so preferred to stay quiet. He too wasn’t really expecting a response from her and continued his rant. “I was planning to do you in that common toilet on the floor” he mentioned referencing to the toilet on the hospital floor where he and Richa first enjoyed. “The other idea was to take you down to the road and penetrate just behind the bus stop. And I am sure Kamble would have also loved to have you in their room” he continued. “You know those people from adjacent slums (he was referring to slum area near the hospital), I saw them doing right behind that bus stop. There were like 2 couples in action very close to each other” he provided unwarranted information to my wife. Richa was still playing neutral as he continued talking. “What do you think?” he asked her once he finished his part. He wasn’t really touching her anymore, they were just sitting close and he was trying to look into her eyes. It made her quite uncomfortable and she looked away. “Do you want to try something daring?” he asked her.
 
“Like what?” my wife managed to murmur through all her nervousness.

[manigopal]

“Like… let me take you downstairs without clothes!” he suggested with a wry smile. “There are cameras in the lobby” my wife instantly reminded him. “If they weren’t there, you would have, right?” he put another unpleasant question to her. Richa didn’t answer as he got up and went to the main door and opened it. He stepped out and checked our floor lobby if it had any cameras. Richa noticed his action but didn’t react. He didn’t bother to shut the door when he returned inside. Although it was very late in the night, it still made Richa nervous. He kissed my wife and asked her to follow him to bedroom to get handcuffed. Richa's nervousness was growing but she remained passive and continued as he commanded. He let her continue to have the towel wrapped but tied her arms behind into our regular handcuff. He lifted her towel a bit and pinched her clit for a second before walking her to main door. Richa was much tired now and her body needed rest so her reactions were somewhat slow. “Let us do a round there on the stairs!” Mr. Verma suggested my wife that woke her up instantly. “No please! I cannot do outside!” she resisted strongly. Verma didn’t seem to be too happy but smiled instead. They were now standing in front of the door that was full open. My wife’s hands were tied behind and Verma removed her towel to expose her to whole world. Richa shuddered as he did that but couldn’t even cry or shout in fear. She was stark naked in the relatively open space although there wasn’t anyone to notice her immediately. She tried begging Verma not to take her out but he was occupied in teasing her. He kissed and sucked her nipples before getting into seduction act. He focused his one hand on twisting her nipples alternatively and the fingers of his other hand were buried between Richa's thighs. He started pressing Richa's clit and separating her lower lips slowly. Richa had waves flowing through her body as he started teasing her all over although she was trying hard to suppress her excitements.
 
“I won’t stop unless you beg me to do it on the stairs!” Mr. Verma disclosed his challenge to Richa. My poor wife, she was fingered and fondled right in front of main door of our house by a relatively stranger man. She tried hard to keep her mind shut but her body wasn’t as loyal to her. Verma noticed Richa jerking her body in excitement and realized that she wouldn’t oppose if he decided to start. But he wanted to see her begging him. Another couple of minutes and my wife was biting her lips hard; her legs were trembling too. Verma sensed her tired body and suddenly inserted his middle finger inside my wife’s tunnel without warning. Richa shuddered and moaned loudly. It wasn’t long before his two fingers made it inside and were invading her cunt roughly. He also started sucking her left breast while his hand was busy twisting other nipple. There was no way Richa was going to hold longer but she did managed to delay it by 2-3 more minutes before she exploded.
 
“I am ready! Aah, I am ready. Please!”
 
Verma stopped instantly and exhibited his victorious smile. “But you didn’t beg and ask me”, he whispered into her and resumed twisting her clit.
 
“No please a…aa…oooo…I am ready…..do me here or wherever …please… grind me!” my wife finally broke her silence but didn’t use the F word.
 
“Grind as in? What do you want me to do?” Verma tried to play innocent and exploit her further. But he kept playing with her clit. Richa knew there wasn’t much she could have done there. Besides, she wanted this to finish sooner.
 
“Please Sir! F*ck me here on the stairs!” she confessed finally that brought smile on his face.
 
Verma positioned my wife on her knees and made her lie over the stairs. He spread her legs and penetrated her from behind. It was slightly upward angle and it made Richa experience some really hard strokes. She was feeling the coldness of the floor (especially marble stairs) and was also struggling against the hard surface when he was putting more pressure. Overall it wasn’t very convenient arrangement but the climax was already built. Richa reached her orgasm much before Verma flooded her tunnel for second time. She couldn’t hold on and collapsed on the stairs while he kept grinding her. When he pulled out his member, he cummed and sprinkled the last few drops on the stair. Richa also had her juices overflowing and mixing with it dampening few of the steps. She noticed Verma spitting on the same step and looking at her suggestively. Without being asked, my wife bent forward and started licking the juices off those dirty stairs. Verma complimented her with a couple of strong slaps on her buttocks. Finally after close to 15-20 minutes of outdoor venture, Richa was allowed to enter our house.
 
Richa was really tired as they stepped back in. Even Verma seem fatigued as he relaxed on the sofa along with her. He removed the handcuffs and allowed her to stretch her arms out. She wondered if there was anything left to be done; he had penetrated her twice, taken oral pleasure, slapped and spanked her nice and even pushed into extremely filthy and dirty things. For a moment she felt like asking if he could leave now so she can sleep for the night. But she didn’t do that and instead stayed quiet. Verma looked quite sleepy as he adjusted his body to lie down on the sofa. Richa moved to the corner and provided him enough room. She was somehow glad that he was falling asleep. But it wasn’t going to be so easy for my dear wife!
 
“Stand here and suck me clean!” came another command.
 
She was kicked on the chest when she exhibited the sluggishness in moving. It was almost 3 am in the night; she had been used almost continuously since the earlier morning. Her body was giving up but Verma still wanted more. “Come on! Quick! I know you cannot refuse a cock!” Verma boasted. She was now literally paying for being Richa! And she somehow managed to get up and stood around the middle of sofa and bent at waist to start sucking his limp member. She took support of sofa headrest and lifted his shaft to put into her mouth. She tasted his juices combined with her own but gulped them down and put herself into rhythm. He was glad to see this beautiful lady again giving him the head and patted her bums in anticipation. His member regained some life but wasn’t hard as earlier. It didn’t matter much as Richa was already into business. She had lifted his member, suck and licked its full length and was roaming her tongue around the hairy groin. She twitched when Verma pinched her nips and slapped them but continued her task. After a couple of minutes, she lowered and sat down on her knees but continued sucking him. Verma didn’t object and tried to relax further as he kept enjoying the oral pleasure. My wife was now into her regular libido as she started slowly jerking his shaft and touching its tip with her tongue. She started gently moving his foreskin back and forth while keeping the knob of his member inside her mouth. It was soon clean and glistening with her saliva but she didn’t stop at it. She targeted its entire length and also his balls. She was expertly sucking his balls as lollipops, exciting him even further. Verma was sleepy but was definitely enjoying the treatment. He parted his legs a bit more and gave my wife additional room. She read his gestures and went deeper between his legs, licking the lower side of his balls and playing with them joyfully.
 
“Let us go to your bedroom!” Mr Verma instructed.

[manigopal]

Richa had her face buried between his legs but she stopped almost instantly. She wasn’t sure if that was to sleep or next round of action but didn’t argue and walked behind him. Richa shuddered as Verma threw himself on our comfy bed hugging her tightly. The soft mattress provided a nice cushion as their bodies bumped up and down before settling. He pulled her over him and hugged very tightly. Every centimeter of their naked bodies was touching each other as they embraced each other. Although Richa was usually uncomfortable to be with another man in our bedroom, it was now becoming a routine. She stayed quiet in his hug waiting for next command but realized soon that he was sleeping. She freed herself after a while when Verma adjusted himself on the bed with a pillow. She went to bathroom and cleaned herself before returning to the bed. She had put on a night robe as well. She wondered if she should sleep with him in the bed or lie down somewhere else. It wasn’t an easy decision and she would have slept somewhere else on most occasions but her tiredness probably betrayed her and she pushed herself into a stranger’s arms in our own bedroom. He welcomed her move and instantly put a hand on her pulling her closer. The tired bodies soon embraced each other and the much needed sleep.
 
Richa woke up reluctantly as the Monday 6am alarm went off. Her body was absolutely not ready but she pushed herself out of bed. It was also her coming back to senses as she rushed away into bathroom to freshen up and look at her cell phone. I had messaged her that I was awake and wanted to come out of the locked room. She requested for an hour so she could make Verma leave the house. She was now back to a regular routine when she gotten up fresh and made some tea. She was confused as Verma was still fast asleep and he was lying there completely naked with his member resting peacefully. Richa avoided temptations to even look at it and instead pushed him gently. Verma was awake in a minute or two.
 
“It is almost seven in the morning! Our maid would be here in a while and I also need to get ready for work!” my wife pleaded in most courteous tone.
 
Verma had a wry smile as he pushed himself off to the edge of bed. “Take off the clothes bitch!” he was straight to the point. Although hesitantly Richa dropped her robe immediately, such was his command on my wife. “Good” he appreciated as he pulled her closer between his two legs. Once he had her locked between his legs, he started roughly slapping her breasts and her face. As Richa stood obediently with her arms tucked behind her neck, he flushed out his morning aggression on her large melons. “I am not going anywhere! Tell you maid not to come or you will have to crawl in front of her!” he announced as he continued with his attack. Richa almost lost her complexion with his announcement than the slapping. “Please Sir! That is not possible. We cannot continue beyond another 30 minutes please!” she pleaded the monster. She could see Verma wasn’t too pleased as he stood up and grabbed her neck violent as if choking her. A series of hard slaps across her face shook her off completely but she stayed composed. Verma noticed her not backing down and dragged her roughly into the bathroom.
 
His barbarism continued as he kept kicking and slapping her to his wish. He gargled some mouth freshener and water and spitted it out into her mouth. My wife remained obedient and did not oppose him pushing her face into toilet and flushing. He was probably expecting her to protest or stop him but she didn’t attempt that. It was fueling him further as he pushed and kept her face buried into toilet and flushed it 3-4 times. Richa struggled for breathe this time and tried to pull out. That pleased him and he pulled her out. But it was quickly followed by him beating her using the long toilet brush. He went mental until she cried out some moans and begged him to stop. “Your cock tolerance is higher than pain!” he commented as he stopped beating her and made her stand under the shower. As always, Richa was made to dance due to some really warm water that our geyser throws out. But Verma seemed to have acknowledged her message to wrap in 30 minutes. After that quick bath he dragged her to kitchen area and had her serve him tea and biscuits. He made her stay in a murga position with a biscuit on her tongue warning her not to eat it. But her ordeal wasn’t for long as he lifted and placed her on one of the chairs and prepared to penetrate. Her back was on the chair and her legs and neck were hanging freely. Verma supported her neck as he adjusted himself between her legs. He started sucking her breasts and kissing her lips while his hand was busy twitching and playing with her clit. He sensed her to be ready in a minute or so and penetrated with a big thrust. This was shear raw instincts as Verma grinded my wife mercilessly. Richa moaned quite loudly in between and kept adjusting her pelvis to accommodate his deep thrusts. He was banging her so hard as if to cut her into pieces and started slapping and pinching her chest as he gained rhythm. Richa embraced this last attack with great patience and somehow saw it off. But he didn’t leave the scene until she sucked him off again.
 
“See you next time for more fun!” Verma announced as he kissed for the last time and left our house. Richa rushed to bathroom to gargle and then put on that robe before rushing to my room. I was raring to go at her and picked and threw her on the bed. “Don’t you want to go to office?” she tried to ask me but I closed her mouth with a raw kiss. Her tunnel hadn’t dried down and I started screwing her without any warning. She shrieked for a moment before adjusting herself to welcome her own man. She played joyfully and grinded my cock with her pelvic thrust. She even asked me to let her go top and gave my member the most seducing massage using her lower lips. She kept expertly grinding my member and used my hands to roughly grope her breasts. I knew and could see that her bums were subjected to some rough treatment but I compounded it by using a comb lying nearby. She moaned and cried as I used the comb on her melons but they were seductive than painful. I was so turned on by the situation that I didn’t last long and discharged large juices inside her. It took us almost 2 hours to clean up ourselves and the house before we could set off for the work. What an eventful 24 hours!

[manigopal]

Festival celebrations (this time Navratri)
Hello friends! Back with another encounter of my dear wife!
 
It was the time of Navaratri festivals! It’s a fun time all over Mumbai as there are multiple Dandiya events arranged all across the town and suburbs. One can choose an event/location depending on the size of his/her pockets or can also chill and enjoy at the local events. There are so many residential colonies and premises that arrange small scale dandiya for its residents. Ours’ was one such colony consisting of multiple buildings and wings housing hundreds of families and it was a common practice to celebrate most of festivals and Navratri were no exceptions. Richa isn’t an avid enthusiast who would participate very actively in such things but she would join at times when insisted by me or her friends in the colony. We were obviously both quite busy with our works and couldn’t really contribute much in arrangements of such events like some other co-residents. We were regular participants to the events though.
 
It was one of the Friday evenings when we were downstairs for the celebrations along with many other families. It was a completely jolly atmosphere with people worshipping first; followed by the Dandiya event at an open space in third building towards the far end of the colony. It is slightly away from the other two buildings and the builder hasn’t yet managed to take possession of the slum area lying in between. He has created an inner road that takes slightly longer route from behind the slum locality but connects the campuses with a protective wall alongside. One can take a route through the middle of slums which takes about 3-4 minutes’ walk while the internal road may take around 7-8 minutes. The dandiya started on time and the DJ were playing good music fusion of traditional songs along with some fast item numbers. People were having good time dancing around with their dandiya sticks forming smaller circles with their group members. We were dancing in a relatively larger circle with about 20-30 people forming it. I could see some of Richa's friends along with their spouses dancing to the tune along with us while there were unknown faces too.
 
At times, I couldn’t help but notice some glances and brushes Richa was receiving. It was relatively crowded area and you couldn’t question someone for slight pushes or brushing but I had a feeling that some of them were intentional. However, Richa wasn’t offended and so I didn’t interrupt her. She was dancing quite beautifully to the tunes and in the process was grabbing attention. I could see her surrounded by men and women while I had stepped away for a quick water break. When I was back I didn’t instantly approach her and kept watching from the periphery. Although I was in just a tee and jeans, Richa was into her traditional wear. A beautifully worked lehenga that was wrapped tight around her waist and buttocks but blossoming nicely below her knees and the backless choli with full plastic sleeves. She was indeed looking beautiful and her flawless skin was quite on display; her back was completely exposed with just few strings holding the choli together, her arms were visible through plastic sleeves and the midriff was on display too. Her dance moves and enthusiasm was simply adding to her seduction quotient. But she wasn’t aware of any of it and was just having good time. She suddenly saw me standing outside and insisted me to join again. I could see some nervous moments amongst the male section but I couldn’t deny my beautiful wife and started dancing beside her.
 
I couldn’t hold back while we were returning from the event. We picked the shorter route through the slums to get home early. “Darling! You were making a lot of men nervous inside their pants!” I said mischievously. She laughed back and continued walking along side. We noticed a couple of men sitting on one of the adjacent benches and they kept staring Richa and visually eating her as we walked past. They sure whispered something amongst themselves but nothing that we had to take note of. We weren’t intercepted and were soon back to our wing. As soon as we were in the elevator, I pulled her closer and had a full mouth kiss. Richa didn’t hold anything back and allowed me taste her. I was feeling her all over even before we stepped out of elevator. “Don’t tear those (clothes) off! They are expensive!” she commented with the seductive smile as I was opening the lock of the door. It was going to be tough indeed as I started kissing her almost immediately. She somehow dragged me till sofa but I didn’t let her sit down. For a change I was enticed by her bare back more than those melons hanging in front. It was probably the effect of random men staring at her open back on display; more like exhibitionism (although not exactly). I turned her around and started licking her back through the strings of her dress. My hands were playing along her waistline and smooth tummy while I kept kissing and licking her spotless back. She could sense me going wild and quickly turned around freeing herself a bit.
 
“Darling! Let me just drop them (clothes) off!” she proposed to undress herself. I couldn’t help but agree as we walked into the bedroom. Although it was late evening, it was still humid (Mumbai weather) and we were sweating at large especially after the dance. As I turned around to switch on air conditioner, Richa quickly undid the strings and took off the choli as well dropped lehenga and placed them on the basket of clothes. She was now standing proudly in just a pair of plastic bra and blue panty. In no time I pushed her on the bed and was sitting on top of her kissing her madly. It didn’t take any long to get rid of that bra and roll down the panties while she reciprocated to take off my tee. We were now kissing madly, smooching as hard as we could while caressing each other’s bodies. Her fully exposed back wasn’t as attractive as her breasts now and I buried my face in her cleavage while alternately sucking her nips and areolas. She was looking so nicely worked up that I couldn’t help but kiss and lick her entire torso front and back. She was responding perfectly to my aggression and allowed me to topple and flip her violently to let me kiss and lick her entire body.
 
After about 10 minutes of animalistic passion I slowed down and lied on the bed pulling her closer. She realized it was now her turn and quickly raised herself kissing my nips and licking around. She was now facing me and exhibiting the lust through her eyes. She started by kissing me deep and then proceeded towards my face, shoulders and chest. I don’t think she spared any centimeter of the upper half of my body. Believe me, there is no better feeling than having your woman making love to your body. I was on clouds as she kept pleasing me and it accentuated when she moved further down. It took her merely seconds to pull my jeans down and bring the monster out into play. I was obviously turned on and my member was prominently standing under my boxers. She started slowly massaging it over the fabric while looking at me. Her seductive eyes were making my man to jump higher and further. She slowly bent herself and started planting some kisses on and around it but didn’t pull out yet. She was lying beside with her legs stretching to me and I couldn’t help but grab her thighs in excitement. She was artistically playing with my dong still covered in fabric and I was pressing her thighs and bums in excitement. Finally she took it in her mouth although still wrapped; she was enjoying and teasing me further. I pulled her over my stomach such that she was now sitting on her haunches with her legs on either side of my body. I was facing her back while she kept sucking me deeper and making circles around the balls.

[manigopal]

“SLAP” I spanked her bums as soon as she lowered my boxer and put my bare member into her mouth. She licked and tickled around the rim first before sucking it with lot of noises. Her fingers were gently scratching my balls and lower side while her mouth was covering my member. She started with slow kisses and sucking but gradually attained desired speed. Richa is an expert in giving oral pleasures and the way she mixes her sucking and massaging the shaft at the same time, it can seduce even the oldest of old. I wasn’t new to this but the situation was still playing in my mind where I had seen men trying to brush against her bare back or midriff section that was on display through her clothes. My member continued pumping her mouth while I raised myself for some time to again lick and kiss on her back. SLAP…. SLAP…. SLAP…. SLAP….. SLAP! I gave her some tight slaps on her butts as I laid down again while she was still sucking me. “Aaaah” she moaned slightly as she stopped for a second to take a look at me and acknowledge the spanking. But she was completely startled when she saw me picking the dandiya sticks lying around.
 
“No…no…nooooo….it …..aaaaahhhhaaa….hurtssssssssss” she tried to negotiate but was already spanked with the dandiya on her right bum. She almost instantly jumped away from me towards the edge of the bed. “No honey! It hurts! Pleaseeee!” she tried to plead this time with some blushing combined with smile. “I know! That’s the fun!” she knew my standard response but I anyways spoke it out loud. “Just one more please, okay?” she went defensive and put forward her request. I nodded but put forward the counter offer. “If it’s just one more then I choose the spot else 2 more!” I gave her the option. A few nervous moments passed as I had the victorious smile on me while she looked defeated. “Alright two on the bums please!” she solved the puzzle and almost instantly adjusted herself into the position that I loved the most. She stood on the floor near the edge of the bed and bent down keeping her hands on the bed. It perfectly protrudes her buttocks out, perfect for spanking. “BANG…..BANG” I made the good use of dandiya as Richa shivered in pain that dissipated across her flesh when the raw material of dandiya (thin wooden sticks) cut through her smooth skin. I knew I was quite rough with the shots and didn’t restrict her from massaging her bums. Her moans were suggestive of how much force I had put in the two shots. It was probably some level of jealously or strange excitement through the men watching my wife that resulted in me being very raw. I didn’t apologize but allowed her time to suck in that blow. It took her over a couple of minutes to make herself comfortable.
 
“Was that the punishment for showing myself to other men?” she spoke after a pause with the mischievous smile on her face.
 
“Yes! It was the punishment for being the exhibitionist slut! And it will grow tomorrow and day after!” I cleared my intentions. I was referring to us going to the dandiya over the next two days and her wearing similar seductive clothes.
 
But then we couldn’t keep us apart any further. I made her lie on the bed such that her waist was at the edge and spread her legs to penetrate. She loves the hard thrusts that I gave from lower angle in the missionary position and relaxed her body. I gauged her moist opening and brought in my lubricated member to start the action. I bent myself over her body to resume kissing while I was already inside her. I kept giving her the strokes as length and depth while she kept responding with deeper and bigger kisses. At times I was sucking her breasts and nipples and she would pull me closer and encourage to suck and lick them hard. My hands were initially holding her thighs but then she rested her legs over my shoulder and allowed my hands to roam around. I played gentle this time and helped her ease the spanking marks with some gentle massaging of fingertips. She appreciated it by pushing her torso further up and cupping her breasts for me to maul. I gave her a couple of gentle slaps on the bums (that didn’t hurt) before grabbing her full melons. Richa's breasts are such a treasure that can make any man greedy and they are annoyingly (to her) sensitive that have made her vulnerable with different men. I started pressing them through different angles that was driving her crazy but she was kind of pinned down under me. Her pelvis kept gyrating in excitement as I kept playing with her melons. But that was helping me thrusting her deeper and lower. She was in a pleasing hysteria as I kept ramping her hard and playing with her bosom. I could sense her reaching her climax as her facial expressions changed and face contorted. She instantly smiled and indicated me that she had reached a shuddering orgasm. Now I was almost there too and seeing her satisfied helped me give some more deep strokes before ejaculating inside.
 
I collapsed on her body and she held me very tightly as if she was shivering. A few minutes passed by as we kept lying completely naked in each other’s arms. We were sweating in spite of the AC still running; such was the passion of the moment. As we caught our breathing, Richa kissed me on my lips before raising herself and leaning against a pillow. The smile on her face was the proof of how much she had enjoyed. I soon joined her as we relaxed together sipping a glass of water. Richa proposed a quick shower before hitting the bed and I couldn’t deny it. She quickly arranged the room, placed her dress in the closet and walked me to shower. We opted for a standing one as she soaped my body lovingly and cleaned me up. I was generous too but I was more into playing with her body than applying soap. Finally she kicked me out and finished her own bath. We didn’t realize when we slept as we lied on the bed cuddling each other after that passionate lovemaking session.
 
 
 
Navratri contd part 2
I got up early the next day while Richa was still sleeping. I noticed her wearing a short satin gown that she probably put up in the middle of night. I was stark bare and put on the boxers in the morning after I got up. I didn’t feel like disturbing her so I freshened up myself and made tea in the kitchen. After about 30 minutes, I decided to go for a quick jog in the premises. I put on track pants, a tee and my running shoes. Richa was still sleeping and I just placed a post-it beside her mobile phone stating that I was down for a jog and will be back in about 30 minutes. I wasn’t carrying my cell phone but instead chose my shuffle. There weren’t many people downstairs except for some old pals taking a morning walk and a few other jogging enthusiast. I noticed Mr. Nagarkar amongst the old pals although he didn’t see me. Although he was aware that Saturday being off for me I would be home and he cannot try his hands on Richa. But I was still curious if he was moving towards our building and was keeping an eye on him. Our premises has a reasonable walk and jogging track and I was running swiftly while Nagarkar was walking on the other side with his group. It was regular Saturday morning with most of the colleges being shut and office goers having a day off. There were bunch of milkmen and newspaper vendors moving around the premises. I kept running for about 15 minutes before taking a break. After the break I decided to do a similar one and then return home. I was probably about 5 minutes into the run post break; when I fumbled across something and twisted my ankle while jogging. I didn’t fell down completely but controlled myself; however I put on some pressure on my wrists while adjusting my fall. A couple of men quickly jumped in to help me and I was back on my feet. I sat down on the bench and checked if there was any injury. Although there wasn’t any I decided not to risk further and returned home.

[manigopal]

Richa was awake and sipping her morning green tea when I opened the door using my keys and entered inside our flat. I took off my shoes and relaxed near her inspecting my ankle by lifting is on my other thigh. “What happened honey?” my wife was quick to ask. “Nothing serious babes! Just fumbled downstairs while running and twisted my ankle a bit!” I clarified as I tried stretching it in different angles. It was paining a bit but didn’t look too serious or caught swelling. “Want relispray?” she asked but I refused and continued stretching it further. “Saw your Nagarkar walking towards our wing! So I was trying to increase my speed!” I winked at her while trying to explain the reason of my fumble. “You could have let him come (instead of injuring yourself)!, Richa remarked with same sarcasm. We both laughed at it and continued with our chores. I was trying to avoid walking or standing even inside house and it meant Richa did most of the work along with grocery shopping. She didn’t complain and even gave me a good foot massage prior to lunch. It was just a routine weekend as we slept for some hours in the afternoon and I finished some of my office work too. Off course we cuddled with each other during the afternoon but nothing really worth mentioning here. It was during our evening tea when Richa looked at my leg and exclaimed, “I cannot go to dandiya today!” But I consoled her and insisted that she can go with her friends and I can look after myself. We didn’t discuss it much until we finished early dinner. I encouraged her to go to dandiya if she wanted and she agreed too. It usually doesn’t take her too long to get ready and even here she came out prepared within 15-20 minutes. She had gone for an off white saree with golden border and a nice pallu. She complimented the saree with contrasting dark brown velvet sleeveless blouse that was again keeping her back exposed. Her waist and midriff could also been seen with the way she had put on the saree.
 
“Wow! Those honey men are going to die today seeing you alone!” I remarked on her appearance and she acknowledged my compliment. “You bet!” she exclaimed as she proceeded further with her hairs and light make up on her face. “You sure you can look after yourself honey?” she popped the question again while she was almost ready. “Absolutely babes! Just don’t forget to come back home post dandiya!” I teased her again as she readied herself. She wasn’t going to carry her cell phone or anything in her hands except dandiya and I suggested her not to carry the keys either. “I will try to be back in couple of hour honey!” she exclaimed as she looked outside of our sliding glasses to see if she could spot any of her friends. “Anyone around or you’re alone?” I asked. “Don’t worry! I will go and find them there” she mentioned and left the house. It was little over 9pm as I watched my wife walking down the lane. I was slightly nervous when she picked the shorter route through slums instead of longer one but she looked confident in her walk. So I switched back to relaxing on sofa and watching the premier league football game on TV.
 
The lane was somewhat deserted when Richa walked up to it. She didn’t seem scared as it was merely few hundred meters of walk. As she kept walking briskly through the lane, she came across same folks who were sitting there on previous day also while we were returning. They had probably spotted her earlier and one of them actually stood up to glance at her from close range. They probably felt confident since she was walking alone. A moment of nervousness passed through Richa when she noticed them standing close to road instead of sitting on bench as yesterday. She thought about running back to our building but didn’t actually do it and instead proceeded with the walk. She wasn’t looking at them directly but was keeping a check through corner of her eyes. She sensed them whispering something and also giggling a bit. “They are just taking a very closer look at a beautiful women that they won’t get to do otherwise” my wife told herself and kept walking. She was now almost adjacent to them but wasn’t obstructed. She felt relieved as she walked past them a few steps when she suddenly heard a relatively meek voice. “Richa???” the guy whispered with uncertainty but loud enough for her to hear. Richa stopped and turned back as a natural reaction to look at why they called her name. Before she could realize or backtrack, both the men had approached her and were standing about just a feet away. Richa shuddered and looked anxious although they didn’t touch her.
 
“Richa ji apne shayad pahchana nahi! Holi khele the hum aap ke saath! Aap ke hi bathroom mein! Yaad aaya? (Ms. Richa, I don’t think you recognized us. Remember we had played holi with you in your own house?)” The man (Sanjay) exclaimed in excitement. My wife looked up to see if she could recollect them. And her memory wasn’t as bad; her facial expressions indicated that she clearly recollected it although she couldn’t recollect the name of the shorter fellow (Raja). “Oh ...ok ok!” Richa whispered just to reciprocate his question. (Friends! you can read that chapter here: https://www.xossip.com/showthread.php?t1192923&page2)
 
“Kaal bhi dekha aapko! Tabhi se socha ki thoda dandiya hamare saath bhi khel lo! (We spotted you yesterday! and ever since dying to have you play dandiya with us!)” Sanjay continued as his fingers started brushing against Richa's exposed arm and the other palm resting on her open midriff section. And Raja wasn’t left behind as he quickly moved her hairs and kissed her enticing back. In a matter of 15-20 seconds, the hands grew bold as Sanjay grabbed one of Richa's breast over her pallu and midriff from beside. Raja squeezed her buttocks hard while continuing to lick her back. No words were said for next couple of minutes while Sanjay and Raja continued to handle my wife’s private parts in the middle of road (although deserted). The pin holding Richa's pallu against her shoulder was gone and the pallu fell down exposing her heavy bosom in open while Sanjay’s hand also moved inside her saree from the front. Richa stood like a statue as they continued exploring her openly.
 
“Aap ke ghar chalna hai wapas? (Do you want us to take you to your home for further action?)” Sanjay exclaimed in between. Richa didn’t answer immediately but then denied later knowing that I was home and she wasn’t carrying her mobile to inform me hide myself. Sanjay stopped for a moment and stood up to look at her face. “To kahan khelna hai? (Where do you want the action then?)” He asked my wife. Raja wasn’t bothered during all this and kept licking her arms, her back and pressing her bums and breasts alternately. Sanjay repeated his question when Richa didn’t answer him for a brief moment. “Nahi to idhar hi toilet leke chalet hai” (Otherwise let us take her to this toilet)” this time Raja said laughingly signaling towards a public toilet built by municipality for the people staying in slums. They all knew that it was going to be extremely risky standing there as they were closer to a sodium light fitted and any passerby could have easily noticed them. But Richa wasn’t able to think of anything and stood passive there. Seeing no resistance from her end, Sanjay lifted her in his arms and walked towards the toilet while Raja quickly followed them.
 
Richa definitely would have hated the place as it was poorly maintained (rather not maintained at all). Actually the municipality had built another toilet in vicinity so this one was kind of abandoned but some men were still using it. It bore a typical setup of 3 urinals (not the fancy type in 5star hotels) that had stalls to stand on and pee over the wall or into the bottom gutter connected to sewage line. The opposite side had 2 toilets (Indian style) with no flush or even the bucket was missing. They weren’t probably cleaned for some days and the water to taps was scarcity. There was one basin at the entrance which had a damaged tap leaking a small flow of water all the time. There was a soap pad but no actual soap and the platform holding the basin wasn’t clean either. The walls obviously were painted with nothing but gutkha and paan spitting. There was just one dull zero watt bulb illuminating the area and the ammonia smell common in Indian urinals was evident here too. Indeed a setup that Richa wouldn’t have stepped in anytime!

[manigopal]

But she discovered herself placed on the clogged, dirty and wet basin while Sanjay and Raja were kissing and licking her hungrily. Her off-white saree was quickly getting drenched and messed into the dirt lying around and the water from the basin. “Mere kaapde (my clothes….)” my wife tried to speak something to avoid getting her clothes messy but her mouth was covered with incessant kissing. Both the men were taking turns at quick succession to kiss and smooch Richa. She was worried about her clothes but didn’t protest or pushed them away. It wasn’t long before Raja proposed to take off her saree and Richa nodded shyly. Sanjay was engrossed in kissing her lips and sucking her tongue while Raja quickly unwrapped her saree at the waist. He made Richa lift her bottom and unwrapped the saree off roughly. Richa wondered if it was tore but couldn’t even look around with Sanjay holding her face firmly and smooching like never before. Raja unwrapped it completely and placed on the walls of one of the cubicles inside. Richa was still clad into a petticoat, blouse and pair of inners. However Raja noticed how aggressively Sanjay was having her and instead of disturbing him focused on taking remaining clothes off. Richa wasn’t spared even for a second but she cooperated Raja as he untied her petticoat and again lifted her bums to pull it down. She spread her arms when he unbuttoned her blouse and allowed him to pull it off completely. Raja placed all her clothes on the walls of stalls inside leaving Richa with Sanjay only in her bra and panty.
 
“Sanjay bhai! Nanga karke andaar lete hai…. Idhar aane jaane wala dekh sakta hai! (Hey boss (Sanjay)! Let us strip her completely and take her inside… anyone walking along the road can locate us here)” Raja warned his friend.
 
Sanjay broke his kissing at that moment and smiled back to his friend. Richa tried catching her breath too as she looked around at the vicinity. She was terrified when she noticed how close they were to the road (although on opposite side of bright Sodium lamp). Both Sanjay and Raja quickly contemplated whether they should continue there or take her somewhere else. Richa remained silent and passive as if they were simply going to teleport her and she doesn’t have to walk. But eventually it was decided to continue at same location (off course by them) and in the absence of any chair or platform, Richa was going to be lying on the dirty and messy floor of that toilet. It shuddered her more than the fact that she was losing her last pieces of modesty also. Sanjay almost instantly unhooked her bra and pushed her panties down. Richa walked her two men inside the toilet; squeezed in the narrow passage between the urinal stalls on one side and actual toilets on the other. The memories of Varma’s atrocities in the hospital toilet flashed through her mind instantly. Although these guys didn’t seem to be interested in urinating on her or making her lick the dirty floor, the condition of hospital toilet was far better. Raja leaned against the opposite wall and pulled Richa towards him. He had seized opportunity to kiss her now. Raja was an ugly looking fat guy with big mustache, very thick lips and large nostrils. He wasn’t even shaved for days! It was a perfect contrast to my dear wife as she offered her face for him to lick and start kissing her lips. He was excited as hell and was literally biting her lips by stretching them out. He didn’t taste that great but Richa quickly adjusted herself to his taste and odor.
 
Sanjay was standing behind my wife and unaware of how to involve with her, simply slapped her bums gently. “Whack….. whack…… whack…… whack” the familiar sound echoed in that empty and dirty toilet. Richa moaned lightly between the kisses but offered herself completely to both the men. She pushed her torso towards Raja to help him kiss and lick her face and squeeze her breasts at the same time. While she also pushed her buttocks out so Sanjay could enjoy there. It pleased Sanjay as he gave her some slaps on her naked bums before trying to squeeze and maul them hard. He kissed her back for some time and the moved to her bum cheeks. Richa jerked once again when he started planting kisses all over her bums. New for her; she had been commanded to lick men bums but never the reverse! It tickled her and she actually bit Raja tongue gently as he kept exploring her mouth. Sanjay was spreading her legs and kissing her inner thighs and licking too. It wasn’t long before he spotted her opening and pressed her clit. Richa was prepared for it and didn’t react strongly but her legs almost instantly opened more giving Sanjay additional room. Richa was still facing Raja and that prevented Sanjay from directly licking Richa's womanhood or clit but he kept playing while planting numerous kisses on her bums and thighs. He had almost formed a rhythm wherein he would first slap her bums and then covered them with kisses while his finger would press her clit and try to stretch her opening. It wasn’t too long before Sanjay’s fingers started exploring her tunnel and inner walls. Richa couldn’t stand straight and leaned on Raja completely as she was being fingered. Sanjay winked at Raja indicating that it was time to get into main course.
 
 
Navratri contd part 3
My dear wife was quickly pulled over by Sanjay and made to go down on her fours. Richa hated placing herself on her limbs on that dirty and messy toilet floor but was given no option. Sanjay pulled his trousers off carefully and placed them over the pile of Richa's clothes. He picked up Richa's bra and spread it on the floor and positioned his knees into its cups and adjusted his height to start penetrating. But then he changed his mind and went in front of her. “Ek do minute choosna isse, fir daalta hoon! (Suck me for a minute or two then I will penetrate!)”, Sanjay probably wanted some lubrication and hence asked for a quick blow job. Richa wasn’t in any position to deny it and opened her mouth to welcome his member. He grabbed her hairs and ensured he got sucked the way he wanted, Richa wasn’t allowed to touch him but was forced onto his thick member which had grown large. He pulled out as abruptly as he had pushed in and walked behind her again. Richa tried raising her bum level to allow him some room to penetrate. Sanjay didn’t take any time to locate her opening and started rubbing his cock over it. Richa moved her pelvis as the tip of his member rubbed against her clit and instantly opened herself more. Sanjay applied some pressure and managed to invade her tunnel without much friction and mild shrieks from her mouth. Once his member was sufficiently in, he made himself comfortable and made Richa to adjust her height. Richa was facing away and didn’t realize if he wanted her to move her bums up or down and actually went lower. WHACK… WHACK…. WHACK…. A couple of slaps on the bums and she instantly raised herself. A confirmation slap from him initiated hard and rough pumping for her. Sanjay was fully turned on and was leaving nothing aside to give her the deepest of strokes. He was maneuvering them nicely to ensure every inch of her inside was touched up. At times he would go for depth while at times he would simply grind it against her walls. Richa kept moaning constantly as Sanjay kept pounding her tirelessly but didn’t exhibit a split second of resistance to his advances. At times, he was leaning on her completely, thus putting his body weight on her and she had to go down further and take support of her arms to avoid falling down on floor. Her hands from palms till elbow were already stuck to the floor and she was using that support to raise her bums further.

[manigopal]

As Sanjay was reaching the peak of excitements, he was slowing down in between to gather more might. In one of those moments, Richa raised her neck to notice Raja still standing in front of her. He had his member out of his pant and was playing with it obscenely. Richa couldn’t help but stared at the glistening tip of his untidy cock for a couple of seconds before lowering her gaze down again. Sanjay was quite occupied into his own world and kept thrusting her when Raja asked for his friends’ permission. “Bhai! Mooh mein de du kya iske? (Bro! can I make her suck me?)”. “Pakka! (Certainly)” Sanjay managed to speak just one word and then slapped her bums a few times. Richa knew what was happening and raised her neck up to welcome Raja’s messy cock covered by large hairs. She noticed a smile on his face as he approached her and placed his member in front of her mouth. Richa's hands were already occupied and she struggled to pick his member into her mouth but Raja supported her and placed it inside. The duo of friends did a quick hi five as they started doubling my wife. Sanjay had reached a steady velocity and kept pumping her while Raja’s member sprang into action exploring corners of her mouth. He shuddered and moaned when my wife used the tip of her tongue to tap the tip of his member. Richa was made to repeat the stunt whenever Raja pulled her hairs violently and Sanjay would grab the opportunity to slap her bums hard at the same instance. She noticed Raja’s member getting a bit bulky in her mouth but ignored that as his growing erection. But he wasn’t able to hold on a lot and Raja pulled out in hurry and turned to the urinal stall and started urinating at force. There wasn’t any fancy urinal pot or anything and his pee was directly hitting the ground. There was an awkward silence for a minute or so until Raja emptied his bladder. As soon as he was done, he pushed his member back into Richa's mouth. She couldn’t help but taste the saltiness for a bit before adjusting to her sucking. Sanjay was now reaching his climax and started slapping Richa's bums at steady pace and power. Her bums were soon turning reddish with a flurry of slaps but nobody noticed it in the dim light at the top. Richa too was reaching her peak as she started gyrating her pelvis seductively to help grind Sanjay’s member at a pace. Raja was extremely turned on seeing her move her butts nicely and started screwing her mouth furiously. But Richa responded to Sanjay’s thrusting more than Raja’s member as Sanjay exploded loud and she could sense his warm juices flowing down inside her tunnel as well as dripping down on her thighs. Sanjay jerked her buttocks to ensure the last few drops also discharged from his cock before starting to slowly pull out.
 
Richa was shivering when Sanjay actually pulled his member out completely. Her mouth wasn’t actively sucking Raja’s member but she ensured it stayed inside her mouth and Raja was pleased with the effort. He allowed Richa to settle down of his friend’s mighty assault although continued grabbing her hairs and exploring her mouth with his member. Richa couldn’t hold any longer and although tried her best to avoid it, she eventually collapsed on the dirty floor. She managed to avoid falling down completely and instead sat on the floor. Her hands were already messy and she didn’t have much to spare then. A few nervous moments passed by as Sanjay and Richa caught up their breathing while Raja was watching her apprehensively. “Tu kar le bhai! (Go ahead bro!)” Sanjay finally gave a nod to Raja who was all smiles. He looked around to decide his plan of action while Sanjay stepped out wearing his trousers. Raja quickly inspected the surrounding and then lifted Richa up by pulling her hairs. Her lower body and hands were complete mess but Raja wasn’t bothered much. He held a pony of her hairs firmly in his grip and pushed his fingers into her dripping opening. Her thighs contracted as he suddenly pushed his fingers inside and pressed as if cleaning it out. His fingers then made into her mouth asking her to lick them clean. Richa could taste herself as well as Sanjay in the process but didn’t show any resistance as Raja continued his act for about 5 to 6 times. “Lett ja jamin pe….mein tere ko upar se hi lene wala hoon! (Lie down on the floor… I am going to mount you from top!)” She heard him but couldn’t comprehend how he exactly wanted; besides lying down completely on the floor wasn’t an easy option for her. She was relieved as well as tensed when Raja picked up her petticoat and laid it on the floor. Wow! These guys were making a mess of her beautiful clothes! But she was horrified when Raja placed the petticoat for his to sit down on his knees. He pulled Richa down and asked her to lie down in front of him. She was still unsure as she sat down in front of him on the dirty floor and pleaded for an option to avoid lying down completely. But she wasn’t shown any mercy as Raja quickly pushed her down on her back. She tried desperately to held her neck up and avoid having her hairs touching the floor. But Raja seemed quite aggressive as he slapped her face suddenly and stretched her arms wide while pushing her head onto the floor. Richa's beautiful and silky hairs were getting completely messed into the dirty and messy toilet floor. She noticed the aggression in couple of more slaps she received on her face and soon surrendered herself to his might.
 
Richa's facial expressions are an extreme turn on for men when she submits completely to their mercy. Raja was no exception as he aggressively kissed her and sucked her breasts while adjusting his body on her. He was literally crushing her with his weight but Richa didn’t try to push him away and remained steady. The front side of her torso was the only clean piece of her body and Raja attacked it like hungry beast. She cried out in pain when he literally bit on her nipples and areolas but he wasn’t deterred. Fortunately for her, he moved to her stomach and naval and bit her there. Although it was painful too, Richa survived it with some moans. She wasn’t allowed to touch Raja as he kept her hands stretched above her head and it allowed him complete freedom to try anything to her torso and cleavage. However, after some rough treatment he seemed satisfied and proceeded towards core action. He lowered himself and pulled Richa closer spreading her legs. It didn’t take him any time to penetrate my wife’s moist and lubricated tunnel. Richa felt better as he pulled her closer and started thumping her at steady pace. His shaft was reasonably thick and caused some friction despite of all lubrication but it added to excitement as well. Richa ensured her second man of the night also received all the pleasure she had to offer. Raja slapped her face and breasts in between and handled her violently while Richa responded to his aggression with utmost submission and in fact gyrated herself to please him further. The man loved her sluttyness and kept blasting her breasts with his palms and fingers. It was turning into a raw encounter much to the opposite of how calmly Sanjay has used her. “Bahot chalu hai re (madam) bhidu! (What a slut she is, bro!)” Raja commented when Sanjay had stepped in again to take a look at the proceedings. Sanjay didn’t comment and instead just showed him a thumb with smile and stepped out again. Raja continued pumping her with all his might and enjoyed mauling her tits. Richa would bite her lips when he was going extremely hard in his thumping or on her breasts and those expressions were further fueling him. In one such moment of heat, Raja picked a half filled dirty bucket from the adjacent toilet stall and emptied on Richa's face. Unprepared, Richa shuddered as the cold water hit her face like a flood and she ended up tasting a good part of it. She was disgusted when she looked at how dirty the bucket was but couldn’t do anything as Raja had already emptied it on her. Her lack of reaction kicked in the climax in Raja as he started emptying his juices inside her. Richa's tunnel were cum filled for the 2nd time in a matter of half an hour. As their peak subsided, Raja picked himself up and called Sanjay in.
 
“Bhai! Ye ghar kaise jayegi aise haalat mein? (Bro! how will she get home in this condition?)” Raja put his concern forward as both the friends looked over Richa who gradually got up from the messy floor but didn’t find enough strength to stand up.

[manigopal]

“Muze ek bottle paani dijiye please! Clean water!(Could you please get me a bottle of clean water?)”, my wife pleaded them as she desperately wanted to wash her face and gargle. Raja quickly fetched her a bottle of water from his scooter. It wasn’t a fresh mineral water bottle and it was only half full but Richa took it gracefully. Both Raja and Sanjay were looking at her as she slowly got onto her feet. The water in the bottle was just about enough to wash her palms and face once and she wanted to confirm with the men if they had finished using her before cleaning herself. But Richa hesitated and took a minute before finally putting forward the difficult question. “Aur kuch kaarna baaki hai ki mein mooh saaf karu? (Are you done with me? Should I wash my face?)” Richa whispered in low voice and lowered gaze. She couldn’t look up to them as she uttered those words. The men smiled loudly at her question and that further embarrassed her. But they weren’t the sadist like (Mr. Patil or Ranabhir or others) who would enjoy her humiliation as well. “Naahi madam! Abhi ke liye kaafi hai! Baad mein dekhte hai! (No madam, enough for today. We’ll see at a later point!)” Sanjay confirmed they had concluded their endeavors for the day. Richa felt relived as she quickly washed her palms and then used some water to wash her face. She managed to save just about enough water to gargle out once. It made her much comfortable although rest of her body was complete mess. She could feel her hairs covered with muddy and dirty water, the backside of her body was completely wet with traces of stranded hairs and all the dirty things stuck along. Her clothes were into a mess as well with her petticoat and bra into a total mess. She just managed to put on the blouse and wrapped saree loosely around. The fancy bangles she was wearing were either broken or damaged, her earrings and pendant were dirty and her wedlock was messed up too (thankfully a fancy one and not golden). She somehow adjusted her hairs using her fingers and piled up her bra and panty into the petticoat before setting herself ready to leave.
 
She was slightly concerned about someone noticing her exiting out of the toilet or finding out how she messed her clothes and everything. She had prepared a quick plan of walking brisk to the society entrance and then taking the stairs to climb to the house to avoid being seen. She knew people rarely use stairs at late hours and they weren’t very brightly lit either. Sanjay stepped out and did a quick survey to decide whether it was safe to move out. He didn’t find anyone in the small passage towards our society and gave a thumbs up to Richa indicating it was safe to leave. “Aap ka mobile no dijiye na madam! Bass yuhi kabhi maan kiya toh! (Can I get your phone number madam? Just in case we feel like meeting you!)” Raja spoke as Richa was about to step out. Richa waited for a split second before giving away her number and both the men instantly saved it into their mobiles. They walked behind her at safe distance until she reached the entrance of our society. The watchmen were as usual busy chit chatting and that allowed her to quickly sneak into out building. She literally rushed through the stairs and kept ramming the doorbell until I opened the door. She pushed me aside and rushed into our common bathroom and started the shower. Because of my injury I didn’t rush behind her. Instead I locked the door and then slowly walked over to the bathroom. She had completely unwrapped herself and thrown the clothes into a corner while pouring as much liquid soap on her body possible. She used a lot of water and mouth freshener to gargle and clean her mouth. I waited at the door of the bathroom patiently as her cleansing hysteria continued for well over five minutes. She smiled when she noticed me standing at the door and watching her naked body eagerly.
 
“So you didn’t reach the dandiya ground, eh?” I asked her as a genuine question but with a mischievous smile.
 
“No darling! The Holi gang! At the dirty public toilet!” she uttered some words that I wasn’t able to connect quickly. “Give me 15 minutes honey! I will be there!” she requested for her time and I walked back to the sofa. I saw her marching out of the common bathroom but rushing into our master bath. But she kept her words and was back into my laps with just a towel wrapped around her. She kissed me and started narrating the incident and I kept playing with her body continually. She shuddered even when she recollected how Raja flooded her face with that dirty water from the bucket. She was indeed shivering when she describes how it started and proceeded all the while. WHACK… WHACK… WHACK…. I gave her a series of strong slaps on her bums. “You’re one heck of a slut!” I commented and she responded with a mischievous smile. “Don’t you want to punish your slut?” she asked me as we walked towards the bedroom. I was already rock hard when she made me sat down on the edge of the bed and checked her vibrating phone. Raja had sent her WA messages thanking her initially and asking towards the end if they can repeat it the next day. Richa smiled it off when I looked at her questioningly but quickly handed me the metallic ruler that I typically use to spank her. She moaned open and loudly as I kept beating her buttocks and inner thighs before moving to her torso. The wooden ruler was replaced by a rubber chappal when I turned her around to target those beautiful melons. She showed great tolerance to take up some very strong blows until I stopped and picked her up to start smooching. It was another great lovemaking night for us.
 

[manigopal]

The day after Dandiya adventures!
Hello friends! Back with the next episode that happened the very next day after the Dandiya incident! It was a lazy day as Richa was exhausted with her adventures in that public toilet with two new men. She didn’t wake up until 8:30 next day. Since it was a holiday we kept lying in the bed for another half an hour or so. After we freshened up and had our morning coffee, I was going through newspaper while Richa was cooking breakfast. It was a routine morning with both of us going through mundane chores at home. I had a small society committee meeting that I decided to conduct at our residence instead of society office. Richa engaged herself into some cleaning and arranging the wardrobe while we (me and 3 committee members) concluded the meeting by noon. She showed up after the men left and I was done with winding up the residual work. She had just finished her cleaning work; she rippled away when I tried to pull her closer. “I am not clean yet” she exclaimed when I tried second time. “Going for bath honey! Not now!” she clarified as she moved away. “But it is nothing compared to the filthy conditions in that public toilet!” I tried to taunt her. She didn’t respond and instead just walked away to grab her clothes. I rushed behind her! “And that too with two strangers; here it is your own caring hubby!” I continued teasing her as she walked over to the bathroom. “Wait for me!” she winked and pushed me away as she shut the bathroom door on my face.
 
 
 
She was out in about 20 minutes with her hairs tucked into towel and wearing a small dress reaching just below her thighs. It was a sleeveless one exposing her shoulders and arms completely as she stood at the dressing table to dry her hairs and put on her creams and talcum powder. I couldn’t hold myself any longer and grabbed her from behind while she was still in front of mirror. I loved watching her close her eyes when I planted a number of kisses on her shoulders, arms and neck. She would open her eyes when I would stop kissing her and I would look into her to gauge her mood. My hands gradually moved up and I grabbed her melons and pressed them gently. “Ummmmm…aaa” she moaned as I did that but didn’t intervene trying neither to encourage nor stop me. I kept caressing her gently from behind while still kissing her shoulder blades and earlobes, at times kissing her cheeks too. She was smelling amazingly good and I was getting hard instantly. I slowly turned her around and started kissing her on the face and we quickly engaged into a smooch. Richa is expert at using her mouth and especially her tongue. Although I am usually the aggressive partner, this time she was licking me and sucking my lips and tongue. I grabbed her bums and raised her so she could continue giving me amazing kissing experience. Richa did amazing but she just didn’t stop there.
 
 
 
I was all smiles when she rolled my tee shirt up and took it off to kiss my chest. She slowly pushed me on the bed and got on top of me. My legs were still over the edge of the bed while my torso was stable on mattress. Richa climbed on me and started kissing me all over. She planted some wet and sloppy kisses on my neck and few a gentle love bytes just over my nipples and upper arms. She wouldn’t allow me grab her and instead kept my arms spread above and continued kissing my chest and even my tummy. Her hand would go down in between and grab the size of my member but she was more focused on my upper body. I was enjoying the treatment and the scene too. Believe me it was a sight to behold seeing Richa with her seductive and flirtatious eyes kissing your body all over. I was literally in seventh heaven and she wasn’t lowering her tempo by any means. She would stop in between to gauge my reaction but would kiss hard on my lips if I try to speak up. Oh gosh! She was turning it all into a kinky affair for me! And I was loving every bit of it. At one point she bent her neck such that her silky smooth hairs were all over my face while she was slowly scratching and licking my nips. I was repeatedly trying to bring my hands up to grab her but she would push them away. I sensed her starting to lick my nipples and then slowly moving towards my shoulders. I was just lying down closed eyes and enjoying but she tickled me real hard when I felt her tongue navigating into my pits and licking me there. “I am not Ranabhir or Mr. Patil” I tried to tease Richa as she licked my armpits but she didn’t pay any attention and proceeded with her plan. I was dying to grab my beautiful wife but she was deceiving me.
 
 

[manigopal]

At one point she turned around and lowered my boxers only as much to let my member jump out. She was completely turned on and gradually raised her dress to start grinding my member between her legs. She lowered herself on my body and offered her breasts out. But she was simply teasing me; as she didn’t allow me use my hands. I would try raising my torso up but it was difficult staying up without using your hands to support. And at times when I would do enough to push myself, she would instantly raise her also and keep me shy of touching her melons. I was enjoying her teasing and she was enjoying her power on me. After a while she went further down and sat on my lower legs while massaging my member. I tried to raise one of my legs and touch her dripping cunt but she resisted and pushed my leg down. She wasn’t allowing me touch her and instead kept exploring my whole body with her hand massage, kissing and licking. It is a great turn on to have your wife gently scratch your genitals, lick them and play with your balls. Richa did exemplarily well to reach very deep between my legs and almost reaching my crack. Now, I wasn’t a great fan of having her lick my bottom but I wasn’t even allowed to stop her as her tongue explored me deep and out. She wasn’t done yet though as she turned me on one side and went behind my back. She stretched her hand out through my legs and continued massaging my shaft while her other palm was slowly scratching and tingling my back. In no time she licked my entire back and even the bum cheeks. She kept kissing me all over and at the same time ensuring that my member stays northbound with her magical massaging. Just when I thought I was reaching climaxes, she released the grip and jumped out of bed. Before I could realize, she was at the wash basin gargling with the mouth freshener. I couldn’t help but jump out to rush at her.
 
 
 
“The food is not yet ready!” she announced as if trying to stop me from jumping on her.
 
 
 
“Hungry for you honey!” I responded as I grabbed her and started kissing hungrily.
 
 
 
“Was that something new today?” I asked her when I stopped after smooching her for well over 3-4 minutes. I was hinting at the way she had aroused me earlier.
 
 
 
“I have been licking so many men off late; so I thought of treating my dear hubby” she answered seductively as I closed her mouth once again to smooch her.
 
 
 
“Phone! Phone ringing!” my wife reminded me as both of us heard my cell phone ringing. I reluctantly pulled off and looked at my phone. It was a childhood friend calling me after a long so I decided to answer it. Richa quickly adjusted herself and went to kitchen to start cooking while I was talking to the friend in our balcony. I was nervous and struggling in first couple of minutes due to extreme arousal but calmed down and our conversation went well. He mentioned that he was in the town after a long time and so was planning to meet old pals. I supported the idea and we decided to meet for a dinner. As soon as our conversation ended I rushed to kitchen where Richa was standing at the platform. “How did you escape darling?” I tried to restart but she calmed me down and suggested to allow her proceed with cooking. I decided to wait until post lunch and walked back to living room for some TV programs. Richa made some simple yet delicious food and we were both back to sofa in an hour or so after finishing our meal. She was going through newspaper while I was glued to TV program. The romance was still on the cards but both of us played patiently to allow food to digest before jumping on each other. Richa walked to the bedroom after a while but I didn’t follow her instantly. I was expecting her to wait there until I rush in but she was out with her cellphone in her hand.
 
 
 
“I thought you’d wait for me inside!” I teased her. “Kyu? Suhag raat manani hai kya? (Why? Is this our first night or what?)”, my wife was sharp to respond. We both smiled as she relaxed on the sofa with her phone. She started going through her messages and other stuff while I was observing her and watching TV at the same time. I saw her typing for quite some time while she was responding to all those WA (WhatsApp) messages. Off course she is part of many of those WA groups and had been using same phone number forever so there was no shortage of folks sending her messages. I didn’t see any significant changes in her mood as she responded to messages; so I sensed none of her “tormentors” had sent her anything. She actually placed her phone beside after a while but it kept buzzing with messages again so she picked it up. When she read the messages she looked little annoyed. “Any of your men bothering honey?” I tried to intervene while she was responding. She didn’t respond and kept typing ferociously and then dropped the phone again on center table. It ringed almost instantly but was disconnected just after a single bell and Richa didn’t look too happy as she dejectedly picked up the phone again. She saw me looking at her with curiosity and excitement and smiled suggestively as she unlocked her phone to check.
 

[manigopal]

It was enough invitation for me as I jumped onto sofa beside her. Richa didn’t hide her phone as I saw her chatting with Sanjay and Raja, the two men who had enjoyed her previous night while she was going to dandiya. “They’re asking if they can come over today with a friend!” she told me with a sarcastic smile when I kept looking at her and phone. “Not unless! You want to lock yourself in the room!” my wife dutifully responded when I asked her as to what her plan was. “If you promise me your evening; I can take a good nap this afternoon in the room” I suggested with a wry smile. “But they’re saying another friend also darling!” my wife explained that she wasn’t against getting screwed by two of them but was slightly hesitant with another man. I didn’t want to sound cuck so I left it open for her. Sanjay was trying his best to convince her but she was still negotiating when Raja directly called her phone. As usual, Richa answered it on loud speaker mode.
 
 
Akeli ho na Madam! Toh kya problem hai fir? (Madam, if you’re alone home then what’s the problem (we coming over)?)”, Raja was straight to point. Both Richa and I couldn’t help but smile with that desperation.
 
 
 
“Par teen log…thoda jyaada ho jayegaa ji! Aur ghar pea ate dekha toh kisi ko shaq ho jayega! (But three men could be difficult! And all of you coming to house could lead suspicion)”, my wife tried to offer her explanation. She wasn’t sure how to respond otherwise to his direct question.
 
 
 
“Arey madam, jis tarah aap kaal chal rahi thi… wo bhi gaande se toilet mein….teen aapke liye kuch nahi hai…aur saab ghar pen ahi to kaun shaq karega? (Let me tell you Madam! Three (men) would be nothing considering the way you were going yesterday (about the sex part) and that too in that dirty toilet! And since (Bharat) Sir is not home, who is going to suspect?)” Raja was quick and assertive in his response as if trying to crack the deal any ways. Richa felt little embarrassed hearing him as he was quite elaborate in indicating how lustfully she had taken everything previous night. She lowered her head for a moment when she noticed me smiling sarcastically. She was in a hesitation mode and didn’t respond to inpatient Raja.
 
 
 
“Aab jyada socho maat! Hum 15 minute mein aa jaate hai! (Not don’t overthink Madam! We will be there in 15 minutes!)”, Raja decided to make decision on her behalf and waited 30 seconds. Richa looked up to me but I purposely looked away. “Ok”, she murmured finally. “Dekha! Wo chudaai ke liye humesha taiyyar rahti hai! (See! She is always up to get laid!)”, Raja spilled his assessment about my wife to his friend Sanjay as the phone was getting disconnected. It embarrassed her further as she looked up to me for my reaction. I played neutral and started collecting stuff to lock myself into the room. She dutifully assisted me and arranged stuff in the other room. I suggested her to change into something casual and she chose a short night gown that ran until her mid thighs. She also took off her bra and panty on my insistence and remained just in one piece gown that had strings running on shoulders but no sleeves. Her heavy bosom was popping out as the gown hugged her waist showing a good amount of cleavage. “Prove him right that you’re ready to get laid”, I teased her as she prepared herself with a mouthwash, facewash and mild deodorant. She slapped my back playfully and kissed me on my lips. I went to the living room and slightly moved the curtains that has a view of path leading to our building. I called Richa quickly when I noticed three men walking towards our apartment. She looked tensed seeing the 3rd man with Sanjay and Raja. I didn’t know any of them as I waived her off to get myself locked into the room.
 
 
 
“You’re okay darling? Or you want to call off?” I asked her when I noticed her little nervous.
 
 
 
“No! I will manage honey!”, she answered as I locked myself inside and the doorbell rang almost immediately after. Their excitement was noticeable as Raja kept pressing the bell 2-3 times although Richa was only slightly slow to respond.
 
 
 
The three men swiftly moved in and proceeded to our living room as Richa locked the door. Off course all 3 took a good view of her revealing figure and exposed body. When Richa approached them, they were already seated on our plush sofa. The new man occupying the main sofa with Sanjay in another corner of it while Raja seated in the side chair. Richa noticed then observing our well decorated house but her gaze was fixed on the 3rd man in particular.
 
 
 
Lala (the 3rd man) was a burly! He was around 6’5 inches tall and equally well built weighing around 130 kg minimum. He didn’t look too agile with that huge body structure but looked athletic enough to move around swiftly. He was indeed a towering personality and even Raja and Sanjay looked timid in front of him. But what striked her was his demeanor. He appeared very calm and not at all excited considering the situation and it was stark contrast to Sanjay and Raja. His expressions meant that he deserved to be provided this opportunity (of banging Richa) than being lucky about it. Richa proceeded slowly and stood around nervously but Lala didn’t bother to look up to her. He kept looking at the center table in between and showed a hand to Raja. Raja quickly jumped off his seat and whispered my wife to accompany him to kitchen with his small carry bag.
 

[manigopal]

“Yeh Lala ji hai! Baada aadmi hai! Hum inke yahaan hi kaam dhandaa karte hai! Chalo inke liye acche se thaanda aur khaana arrange karo! (He is Mr. Lala (ji)! He is a famous person and someone who has been providing bread and butter to us! Let us arrange some food and drinks for him.), Raja clarified to my wife as they entered our kitchen. Raja himself pulled out 2 plates and spread the potato cheeps in those and poured the cold drink into 3 glasses. Richa helped him place the glasses into one tray and dishes into other but he changed it and placed one dish and a glass in one tray for Lala ji and prepared the other for himself and Sanjay.
 
 
 
“Isse tum lena aur Lala ji ko dena! Unko khush kar dena hai aaj aapko! (You carry this tray (for Lala ji! And make sure you make him happy today!), Raja offered his wisdom to Richa as they prepared to come out to serve the guests. She was completely unaware of who that big burly was and why Raja was calling him famous person. She wondered if he was local corporator but she knew it to be a lady. Richa noticed Lala ji finishing some short conversation with Sanjay when she and Raja stepped out. He didn’t seem a talkative person, instead wore serious look on his face and would mostly look away or down while talking. But he didn’t fail to glance at Richa's cleavage as she placed the tray on his side of the center table. He calmly picked up the glass of cold drink and finished half before picking up some chips. Both Raja and Sanjay also followed their leader while my wife kept standing nearby nervously. Finally Raja came to her rescue.
 
 
 
“Dekho Lala ji! Ekdum taiyyar hai Madam! Kaapde bhi saab nikalke hi rakhe hai! (Can you see Mr. Lala? Madam has already prepared for action. She is not even wearing (lot of) clothes)”, Raja announced. Sanjay smiled at his remark while Lala looked up for a split second at my wife and nodded in affirmation. Richa suddenly realized she was showing lot of her body but had nothing to cover now. She took a few steps back and went behind the chair opposite to Raja. Lala had by then finished the chips and cold drink as well. He probably wanted more but instead of asking Richa, he signaled at Raja. Raja quickly instructed my wife to fetch the cold drink bottle from kitchen. My wife dutifully agreed and returned with the bottle and poured the drink into Lala ji’s glass. He was probably too thirsty as he finished the glass quite quickly while Richa placed the bottle on the table and was preparing to move away again.
 
 
 
“Lala ji ke pass baitho na! (Sit closer to Mr. Lala!)”, Sanjay instructed this time.
 
 
 
 
Now Richa was aware of the purpose of their visit but she was still startled at how calm that fellow was acting. When Raja repeated Sanjay’s instruction, she quickly walked over to him. She was contemplating on whether to seat in the adjacent chair or seat next to him on the sofa. But she didn’t have to make that decision as Lala pulled her towards her and made her sit on his lap. Richa was stunned at the sheer power and found herself sitting on his left lap while her legs were between his two legs and his left hand grabbing her pony of hairs. He then left her hairs and pushed both her hands behind and locked both her wrists using his palm while his right hand started ravaging her front. He didn’t seem to have any connection with foreplay as he grabbed her melons over the fabric and roughly kneaded them. He repeated it alternately on both sides before landing a strong slap on her thighs. Richa moaned light but still remained calm under his grip as he continued groping her huge melons while brushing her lips in between with his rough and thick fingers. When he realized that she wasn’t really protesting he released his grip on her wrists and pushed his hands under hips to squeeze them. Richa remained passive allowing him full access both sides while placing her hand around his neck for support. She hissed slightly louder when Lala’s hand moved inside her dress and grabbed her tits and nipples. She shuddered at the rawness of his touching and the moans escaped her mouth unknowingly.
 
 
 
“Kya hua? Abhi to Lala ji shuru hue hai!(What happened Madam? Mr. Lala is just about starting!)”, Raja disturbed the otherwise silent room. Both he and Sanjay laughed on the remark while Lala ji as usual just nodded. Richa noticed the other two men sitting uncomfortably with their hands on their crouches while Lala ji was busy enjoying her body. She wondered why had not yet taken off her dress and why he was rubbing her nipples under it.
 
 
 
Her thinking was cut short abruptly as Lala ji suddenly pressed her cunt lips and without any warning penetrated her using his middle finger. His finger was as good as a tiny shaft and it hurt as he suddenly pushed it in. Richa was caught completely off guard as he started pumping her using his longest and thickest finger. My wife tried holding him tightly as she was violated but he continued thrusting his finger at a great pace in and out. “Dheeeeree……pleaseeeeeeeeeee! (Slowly….pleaseee)”, my wife tried pleading to Lala ji but had no success. In fact instead of slowing down, he stood with Richa still in his arms. He had her buttocks placed on his left hand palm and head rested against her chest while his right hand continued her ordeal. Richa looked merely a doll or a toy in the giant’s possession. Both Raja and Sanjay were also startled as Lala ji very easily carried my wife in his arms around our living room before finally placing her against the wash basin in our passage. Richa tried to calm him down by reaching out to kiss but the fellow was determined to screwing her with his finger. She was nervous and anxious but her body started responding and she started feeling wet with that finger treatment.
 

[manigopal]

Lala wasn’t a new kid either who sensed her leaking juices. He pulled out and carried her to our second bedroom and flipped her on her four. Richa braced for the pain as she heard his zipper going down and his strong thick pole rubbing against her walls to get some lubrication. She didn’t react and just waited for the assault which initiated in no time. Lala penetrated my wife’s already teased opening from the other side and got into rhythmic pumping. Richa felt as if a drilling machine trying to open her up forever as his thick member collided and rubbed against her inner walls completely choking her opening. There was tremendous friction and his pace just continued growing. Richa couldn’t remain silent but was shouting hysterically and moaning hoarsely with the combination of pain and pleasure. He was another mean lover who was simply taking pleasure out of her body without bothering to care about her and the thought was kicking waves of excitement inside. She didn’t hold back anything as she reached multiple climaxes while Lala ji kept pumping her vigorously.
 
 
 
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP! Richa was served with some most severe blows on her bums while Lala ji kept pounding her. They were so strong to almost bring tears into her eyes but also indicated that he himself was reaching the climax. Richa was certain his juices would overflow her tunnel and was recollecting if there was any towel beside. But the guy groaned for a second or two and then ejaculated a small portion inside before pulling out. Richa was amazed at his control of holding on to shooting load when she was thrown on the floor by his feet. She was dying to get a glance at least at that monster member but as soon as she looked up Lala ji shot waves of warm juice all over her face and into her hairs. The quantity was really large as Richa's face and hairs were completely covered and he targeted her bosom over her gown. Richa couldn’t even open her eyes due to his juices flowing down all over; it was indeed a cum-bath for her. And although Lala didn’t force her to drink or lick her juices, Richa was eager to taste it and willingly gulped quite a quantity down her throat. It was probably a different taste and flavor that she wanted to savor! When she noticed no further action from Lala, she tried to dry herself using the gown she was wearing. It was already half wet so she just tried to clean up her face a bit so she could open her eyes with the other half. She had still not managed to take a good look at Lala ji’s member and when she thought she could do it; Lala ji had wiped himself and placed his member inside and zipped as well. She saw him adjusting his clothes and thought he was leaving so she got up. Lala ji suddenly picked her up as he was leaving and carried in his one hand and threw her on the sofa where Sanjay and Raja were waiting desperately.
 
 
“Muze abhi jaana hai! But aaj raat mere ghar aana! Ek bokaad to baanta hai! (Guys, I need to leave now. But come over to my place tonight. Let us enjoy a dinner of mutton!)”, he commented to his fellows as he left the scene.
 
 
 
 
“Muze abhi jaana hai! But aaj raat mere ghar aana! Ek bokaad to baanta hai! (Guys, I need to leave now. But come over to my place tonight. Let us enjoy a dinner of mutton!)”, he commented to his fellows as he left the scene. Both Raja and Sanjay showed him a thumb up with a smile while their other hand was still inside their pants. Richa realized that he was giving Raja and Sanjay a treat tonight probably for hunting a nice prey like her! She was still perplexed at how the fellow didn’t speak a single word with her but had thoroughly enjoyed her body and left without thanking or even acknowledging her presence. “Is this what being a play toy to a man all about?” she wondered and that thought kicked another wave of excitement through her spine. Inside, she accepted his supremacy!
 
 
 
But she wasn’t provided a lot of time to ponder about it. Both Raja and Sanjay was waiting eagerly. A minute or two after Lala ji left; Sanjay approached my wife who was still lying in same position on sofa where Lala threw her. It looked like Sanjay was going to take her then and there as he seemed to be dropping his pant. “Bhai! Saaf kar lete hai na pahle! Lala ji ne pure bajaa daala hai! (Boss! Let us clean her up. Lala ji has tormented her completely!” Raja offered his suggestion which Sanjay instantly agreed to. Raja dropped his pants and removed his shirt and asked Sanjay to copy him and walked Richa over to our master bathroom. “Kaisa laaga? (How was it?)”, Sanjay asked her about Lala ji’s encounter which sounded like untimely. Richa didn’t bother to answer as she was standing under shower between the two men. SLAP! A huge slap landed on her bums. “Sawaal kiya toh jawaab aana chahiye! Samaze? (When there is a question, there should be an answer too. Do you understand?)”, Raja explained as he took his friend’s side. Richa nodded instantly this time but Sanjay still enjoyed giving her a couple of more SLAPs on her butts.
 
 
 
“Bhai! Isme letke lena hai kya madam ko? (Bro! do you want to lie (in the bathtub) and take her here?)”, Raja asked Sanjay pointing to the bathtub. Sanjay definitely liked the idea but he commented against. “Fir kabhi yaara! Aaj muze kaahi jaana hai! Jaldi se paani maar le! (Another time dude! Today I have to leave early! Just clean her fast!)”, Sanjay requested his friend as he stepped out for a moment to answer a phone call. Richa stood under the shower and adjusted the hot-cold factors and turned it on. Raja was extremely turned on as my wife started cleaning herself. She wasn’t very particular about hair cleansing and all as she was again going to be used; so she just chose to use liquid soap. Raja moved closer and picked the liquid soap from the hook and started spraying it all over her followed by the water through jet spree. Richa had taken off her gown and as every other man Raja also directed the jet spree on her melons. Richa rubbed her upper body and washed her hairs and gargled a few times before proceeding down. She lifted her leg and placed it on the edge of bathtub to apply soap insider her legs. Raja was quick into action as he sprayed soap right at her tunnel followed by jet spree. He actually helped her clean herself faster. When Richa turned off the tap and was about to step out of tub to dry herself, she noticed Sanjay entering back. He was stark naked by then with his 6 inches member pointing straight at her.
 

[manigopal]

“Bhai! Mein yahaan ruk saakta hoon ki baahar jaana padega? (Bro! Should I wait here or wait outside?)”, Raja asked his friend whether he could witness their encounter.
 
Sanjay, though, was in no mood to answer as he literally jumped on my wife. He grabbed Richa and started kissing her hungrily. Their naked bodies were rubbing against each other while Sanjay was literally biting her lips and opening her mouth as much he could. He was moving across in flashes giving her kisses and lot of gently bites all over her face, her neck, cleavage and the melons themselves. Richa chose to remain selectively active and let him play his game. He was thoroughly enjoying her wet body and went kissing all the way down till her thighs. After some raunchy kissing he placed her on our toilet seat and lifted her legs to penetrate. Richa was in an extreme awkward position with his back pressed against the tank of our toilet and her legs lifted upwards on her shoulders. Sanjay adjusted his height by lowering on his lips and started blasting her. She was first subjected to few strong slaps on her widely open thighs followed by impromptu penetration. And he was acting as a piston in full fire thrusting her recently violated love tunnel equally hard. From that height he could kiss her as well as suck her nipples hard and rough. Richa wasn’t comfortable but she just played along and gave in to his aggression. Sanjay wasn’t as rough a person but he had to rush somewhere and he wanted to have all the fun before separating himself from her body. And that affected his performance as he started grunting right after 7-8 minutes of hard thrusting.
 
 
 
Without words being said, Sanjay ejaculated large amount of juices inside her tunnel that were flowing down as well. Richa didn’t intervene either that somehow surprised Raja as he was expecting her to ask Sanjay to pull out before discharging. When Sanjay removed his shaft, he lifted Richa again and placed her under shower and started the tap. He enjoyed kissing my wife’s beauty under the running water as he literally sucked her lips hard and also pouched her both melons. He also enjoyed spanking her breasts and her bums before pushing her down to clean his member. Now his shaft was already looking clean due to running tap but Richa still went down on her knees and placed his semi-erect shaft into her mouth and sucked for couple of minutes. She also provided licking service under his shaft, on his balls and deep into his groin. Sanjay was almost regaining erection but he simply pushed her away and stepped out of tub. He picked Richa's towel lying there and dried himself before moving out. Raja followed him outside as Sanjay put on his clothes and prepared to leave. Richa used the same towel to dry herself and stepped out after a couple of minutes. She noticed Raja and Sanjay finishing the cold drink and Sanjay putting on his shoes while Raja remained seated on sofa.
 
 
 
“Bye madam!”, Sanjay exclaimed as he kissed Richa on her lips and squeezed her both breasts for the last time in the day and left our house.
 
 
As Richa turned around, she noticed Raja standing closer to her with his tiny erect member popping out. She didn’t realize it until it touched her bare thighs. It was a small tool, just about 4 when erect but standing proudly as Richa glanced at it and then at Raja who was smiling cunningly. Richa wasn’t sure how to resume but Raja helped her out. He went behind and grabbed her melons and started pressing them gently while also starting to kiss her neck and shoulder blades. He enjoyed bumping his hard shaft on her round and shapely bums while continuing to squeeze her bosom that eventually turned into mauling. When he was content after a decade of minutes, he turned her around and reached her lips to kiss. Richa wasn’t someone who avoids kissing men, even dirty men, so opened mouth to those thick lips of Raja giving him a good access. Raja made a good use and sucked her both lips and tongue while his hands reached towards her bums pushing them upwards roughly. As he continued kissing her aggressively, it was also reflecting into his pressing of her bums. He was not just pressing them, but kneading them, parting them roughly and also slapping in between. Richa didn’t back off although the kissing turned very sloppy with Raja pushing lot of his saliva into her mouth and making her gulp it down; neither was she offended with the roughness towards her buttocks. Raja was enjoying his command over her body and went a bit overboard when he planted bytes on her neck and cleavage. Richa moaned slightly at the pain but remained the submissive she was.
 
 
 
“Aap ka pati thokta nahi ki khujli bahot jada hai? (Doesn’t your hubby screw you enough or do you crave more than what he offers?)”, Raja put his question forward as he walked her towards the center table (teepoy) and made her lie on it in between the plates and glasses. It was large enough allowing Richa place her back as well as head on the glass while Raja lifted her legs at the waist. He went in between her legs and gave her a strong slap on one of her thighs demanding the answer. My poor wife was shaken at the might but still didn’t answer his embarrassing question. She earned a few more ones across both her thighs and bums for keeping mum but eventually whispered that it was her. But Raja demanded her to be louder and added some more to her already beaten bums.
 
 
 
“Jee nahi! Unka koi problem nahi hai! (No! he doesn’t have any problems!)”, she eventually yelled admitting she was craving it herself. Raja expectedly smiled and continued blasting her thighs. Richa wasn’t as embarrassed as he expected! She knew she had been made to admit so much more by the likes of Ranabhir, Nagarkar and Verma. Here she was at least admitting in private! But Raja enjoyed it as his victory and a grand moment to penetrate his shameless madam. “Randiya bhi paise ke liye karti hai! (Even the whores ride for bucks!)” Raja commented loudly indicating Richa was being depraved than the whores as well. Richa obviously didn’t have much effect of it although it kicked himself as Raja started pounding my wife. It was a much smaller tool but the girth was adequate to cause some friction especially with the pace Raja was generating. He pulled her nipples up in between and also slapped her bums with some name calling. Richa moaned in seductive manner so as to fuel him further. “Saali, kutri, zavadi, bhosdichi! (You slut, bitch, whore!)” Raja turned to his native language as he turned more aggressive with Richa's seductive moaning response. His slapping increased and he also pushed himself forward through her legs to kiss and bite on her bosom. Richa didn’t protest nor assist and let him continue with his actions. A few kisses and sucking on her breasts were indeed painful but she managed to stay calm and even kissed him when he further bent down. She had convinced Raja of her slutty behavior when she allowed him to kiss her lips in between all the roughness. He kept smiling to himself while pounding her as hard as he could. But the excitement was too much for him as he couldn’t last too long and ejaculated inside Richa within 5-6 minutes of penetration.