Misc. Erotica HOT WIFE RICHA

[manigopal]

He groaned louder as he discharged but was completely spent after it. He couldn’t stand and was about to collapse on the chair. “Chus ise kamini! (Suck it, bitch!)”, he commanded as he fell down into the chair. Richa got up instantly but her legs also ached due to his twisting so it took her a minute to go down on her knees to clean her man. She adjusted herself between his two legs and looked at him with her seductive eyes with an innocent look. It is indeed a turn for any man; Raja was just a mortal! He spread out his legs over her shoulders and pulled her closer. Richa observed his hairy and messy groin before proceeding with her actions. She started off by planting a wet sloppy kiss on his shaft before turning her attention to this sweaty lower thighs. She kissed him there and tried licking some portion before targeting his balls. She gagged herself using them very gently ensuring not to bite him. Now his balls and overall groin was full of hairs that weren’t kept tidy. Richa started navigating her tongue through the hairs and giving him ample of licking, some sucking and strokes to keep him excited. She had to often push his hands away trying to bury her face deep inside. She realized that a gentle massage through the cracks of his balls and thighs was driving him crazy and spent some attention doing it at regular intervals. He was content with whatever treatment Richa was providing him but still my wife was trying her best to give him all the pleasure. She ensured she kissed every centimeter of his groin before planting a kiss and tongue tip touch to the tip of his shaft. It excited him no bounds as Richa scaled further and pushed it in her mouth. She ensure to lick it thoroughly as she tasted her own juices. She massaged his shaft further and allowed him discharge residual jeez also into her mouth. “BANG!!!!!” she received a severe slap on her face when she made him reach the epitome of excitement by showing him his semen on her tongue. He couldn’t hold it back and slapped her hard in excitement.
 
 
 
“Saali! Tu itni haraami hai na! Puri duniya se chudwa sakti hai bhadvi! (Shit! You’re such a slut you bitch! You won’t satiate even if the whole world bangs you!”, Raja groaned loudly as he gathered enough muscle power to stand up again. Richa had probably ignited the devil inside him.
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He grabbed her hairs and pulled her up violently. A couple of more slaps showed Richa the stars during daytime before she sensed she was being strangulated. But Raja stopped quickly and pushed her neck under his armpit and grabbed her firmly while blasting her bums with tens of strong blows. Richa shivered in pain as his strong blows blasted her bottom incessantly. It was indeed a very rough treatment and the worse part (for Richa) was that the blows were coming in real quick succession giving her absolutely no time to absorb the pain. But he was far from over as he flipped her side and pushed her down on sofa. He literally jumped on her pinning down her legs although there was absolutely no resistance. He was now facing Richa with an ignited stare while she maintained her submissive eyes low. She received a handful of slaps on her face before shifting to bosom. He started by pulling her up using her nipples up. And instead of getting into slapping her melons he focused on pinching her soft skin roughly. This wasn’t a regular thing for her as he started randomly pinching her hard. Believe it or not, they were rough pinches and leaving distinct red marks on her soft flesh for considerable time. He started at her waist line but covered almost her entire body. He would grab a handful of her bums, her thighs, her beautiful and round melons, flesh on her arms, her cleavage, tummy and everything. Richa shuddered in pain as he enjoyed playing with her body.
 
 
 
Richa assumed he was done when he took a break post his pinching mania. But she was wrong; as he proceeded to sofa with her this time. Richa was made to lie with her head supported against the soft recline and her hands pushed under her body thus protruding her bosom out. He placed his haunches on her tummy with his legs on either side of her body thus pinning her down completely. He first bent and kissed her for a good minute before turning his attention to her soft but large melons. He pulled one of the nipples against the gravity and then let it free thus bouncing against her chest. This was repeated multiple times as he tried reaching new height each time. The pain was evident in Richa's eyes but she didn’t break down. But the next act was even more devilish as he would pull the nipple straight up and instead of leaving, would jerk it with a combination of thumb and index finger of other hand. The jerk isn’t painful unless it is angled correctly against a delicate body part. And here her melons were already stretched like rubber and Raja had all the time to match his angles. Richa didn’t hold back and moaned quite loudly in pain as he continued for well over 10 minutes. He took her cries as another act of excitement for her and repeated his task with the other side as well before moving down to her pussy lips. Richa cried hysterically for those 4-5 minutes when he was treating her lower lips. He pulled them apart, jerked the delicate part in between, twisted her clit and even slapped her opening. He thankfully stopped before the pain became unbearable. Richa wasn’t sure what would happen next and waited anxiously as he straightened her up. She wasn’t expecting him to leave before another round of penetration and this time she wasn’t proved wrong.
 
 
 
Raja adjusted himself against one corner of sofa and took my wife in his lap. She was placed sideways and supported by his arm while his other hand went exploring her womanhood. Richa was made to look at him while he started pleasing her down. His fingers were initially twisting her lips but very quickly started invading her tunnel; exactly imitating Lala ji’s act. My wife’s already dripping hole was being fingered by another stranger while she rested on his laps and looking at her with all the lewd expressions in her eyes. He would pull out his wet fingers for a minute or so and made Richa suck them. She seemed like completely possessed and forgot saying no completely. Raja was obviously overwhelmed with the authority offered and was making best use of it. He kept repeating his act and fingered my wife for a considerable minutes before lifting her up and changing sides. They were kissing in between whenever he wanted and off course her melons were available for his sucking at his command. He was enjoying feeding her saliva, making her suck her own juices and off course sucking her amazing tits all this while. Richa remained active and reciprocated his acts rather openly as there wasn’t any pain involved and she had assumed her submissive role to him.
 
 

[manigopal]

“Jao jake wo tub mein paani bhar do! Muze wo fuge wala snan chahiye tumhare saath! (Go and get the bath tub filled with warm water! I wish to have a bubble bath with you!)”, Raja commanded my wife in the combination of his native (Marathi) and Hindi as he freed her up from his grip.
 
Richa wasn’t exactly expecting that but didn’t show her surprises and straightened up. She tried adjusting her hairs into pony and walked all naked towards our master bath. Raja sat back and enjoyed walking her swinging bums. She decided to wait there after starting the tap and adjusting water lock but was called by Raja into the living room.
 
 
 
“Mere liye ek glass dudh leke aana! Aur wo towel pahan lo! Sharam nahi aati ghar pe nanga ghumne mein! (Fetch me a glass of milk! And put on that towel please! Don’t you feel ashamed walking naked all over the house?)”, Raja’s demand and question actually made her smile but she avoided and quietly dbangd bath towel around her. She walked over to the kitchen and put a glass of milk into oven for 30 seconds while Raja walked behind and waited on the chair at the dining table. He refused the oven heated milk and made her boil it on gas stove. Richa fetched the glass of milk to him in a tray as he enjoyed some remaining snacks in the living room. She was instructed to keep a check on the water level in the bath tub while Raja finished the remaining potato chips and drank the warm milk. Richa then walked her man to our master bath where the tub was ready. She sprinkled some foam into it so that it had ripples of bubbles generated. The stage was nicely set.
 
 
Raja wasn’t well aware of bath tub etiquettes as he roughly entered the tub dislodging lot of water out. Richa helped him steady down and also lowered water level so he could sit comfortably. He learnt quickly and grabbed the handles on both sides to steady himself and sat down. The warmness of water was perfectly managed as he comforted himself and enjoyed gusting some water around and creating more bubbles. It seemed his first experience and he was having a good time. He soon asked Richa to join him. Richa carefully stepped inside between his two legs and slowly lowered herself. She sat down between his legs and naughtily brushed his balls. He was super joyed to have a beautiful lady like Richa in a bathtub with him. He helped her get closer to him and they started kissing again. Richa had gargled in between and used a mouth freshener and Raja complimented that. She bared all inhibitions and helped him smooch her nicely. Raja’s thick lips were enveloping her tender ones while his tongue explored large parts of her open mouth. He kept grabbing the support on one side but his other hand was roaming freely on Richa's body. After their initial acts, he pulled Richa closer to her with her back towards him. He placed his hand around him thus completely grabbing her and started kissing her wet body. He enjoyed kissing her neck, shoulders and her back once again while his hands kept pressing her bosom. Richa was now holding the handles to steady them in the tub and also caressing him in between. She started stroking his member when they were well adjusted with water gust and he soon gained the erection. Richa offered to suck him under water to improve his hardening but it seemed he was already prepared for next round so he pulled her up quickly.
 
 
 
Richa helped him adjust into the tub such that he was in semi lying position with his head above the water levels. She then spread herself and sat on her knees by positioning her opening over his shaft. She adjusted his shaft such that it was close to her opening and then took support of the edges to lower herself and grind his member. It needed no further invitation and jumped up to penetrate my wife the second time. Richa moved her one hand down to ensure he enters her completely and then started riding on his member. Raja was kind of still and was happy to keep holding the handles so that he isn’t moved by the water. Richa started slowly to ensure he was enjoying it and then gradually gained the speed as she steadied her hands over his shoulders and bent slightly so he could suck her bosom. He was extremely pleased at how she was treating him and did gentle sucking on her melons this time. Richa bent further down and smooched him before offering her chest again and starting to increase the speed. She was now expertly riding his cock while he was greedily enjoying sucking and licking her full grown melons and nipples. He wasn’t able to make a lot of movement although he tries lifting his thighs up thus giving Richa some strong strokes but it was not very effective. The penetration remained gentle and kind of softened his aggression towards mauling her tits also. Every now and then he tried attacking her by thrusting harder or pressing her melons but remained soft and gentle overall. Richa kept grinding his member for well over 8-10 minutes before she sensed him groaning. The excitement was too much for Raja to hold on and he grabbed Richa both hands and pulled her into his arms. Richa too gave up her support as she felt him ejaculating inside her and both of them floating in the water. It was indeed a messy affair as Raja resumed smooching her hard while his member was still inside her. They kept lying in the tub for well over 15 minutes holding each other very tightly.
 
 
 
When the realities stuck, Richa got up instantly and moved out of the tub. Raja looked content and was cherishing the memories; he didn’t stop her. She moved out and took another facewash before requesting Raja to clean himself and move out. Fortunately for her, the man agreed and stood up to clean himself. Richa wasn’t too pleased to find him using the fresh towel she had brought for her own bath but didn’t express it. She finished her quick bath while Raja dried herself and put on his clothes. Richa chose the bathrobe as he demanded to kiss her again before stepping out of our house. Richa obliged and didn’t oppose him kissing her and sucking her melons for the last time in the day. She walked him to the door as he thanked her and kissed her again before leaving the house. Richa rushed back and arranged the bathroom first, followed by the living room. She then put on a fresh gown (off course above knees) and attended her husband.
 
She didn’t disappoint me that evening as she described in great elaboration while we started playing in our bed. I suggested to change places and took her first to our living room as she narrated beginnings with Lala ji, followed by raw action in the passage and the encounters with Sanjay and Raja inside our bathroom. She was literally soaking when I brought her back in the bedroom and started banging. She remained passive due to her exhaustion but I enjoyed banging her as hard as I could before collapsing on her body. She was crushed with my weight and pushed me away but I remained in cuddling position while my shaft was still inside her. We didn’t realize when we slept. Richa had adjusted everything in place by the next morning when I woke up except that she couldn’t put anything on me. I was already hard when I got up and the memories of previous day accentuated it. When I was done brushing and went out of bedroom for breakfast, I received a morning welcome from my dear wife as I finished my coffee and toast. An awesome experience indeed! Cheers!
 
 
 
 
 

[nand]

Waiting for bharath to continue. Another episode he started and it ends with closing of xossip

[nand]

Shall i post next start up , but that can be continued with Bharath only,

[Abhi8989]

Yes continue here

[nand]

Hello folks! Back after a long break. Sometimes your day to day tasks get so
overwhelming that you just cannot take time out to do what you enjoy! Oh no,
don’t be worried! I am talking about myself, Richa cannot be idle this long. Here I
am starting to write about the next episodes of my dear wife! It was a Thursday
morning (a regular working day in the week) and Richa's phone rang around 7 am.
She was busy in the kitchen while I was preparing to leave for my work. Usually I
don’t peep in but the ring tone differed than her regular one and curiosity killed the
cat. I rushed through the passage with the phone ringing and shouted for her. It
didn’t need her any clarification as she realized through the ringtone who was
calling. “Loudspeaker please” I instructed my wife as we moved into living room.
“Good morning slut! Took a while to answer, eh?” I could hear Imran greeting my
wife in a relatively merry mood. “Sorry! I was in ......” my wife tried to respond
but was cut short abruptly. “Alone this morning? I am reaching in 15-20 minutes!”
Imran, as usual, was quick to task. “But....”, my wife tried to negotiate. “Alone or
not?” came a sharp question. “Then open the door at first bell!” Imran commanded
his pet and disconnected the call well inside 30 seconds. My wife first looked at
the phone and then blushingly at me.
“I need to rush!” I declared in a rather serious note as I walked back to our
bedroom. I had already put on my clothes; I quickly sprayed the perfume, checked
my appearance and returned to living room with my bag. “I don’t wish to delay the
proceedings!” I said in a sarcastic tone but Richa was sharp to respond. “Don’t
worry! I will describe in detail! Now just get lost!” her reaction actually brought a
smile on my face and she knew it too. We kissed and I gave her a couple of tight
slaps on her bums as I prepared to leave my wife behind. “Quick job?” I asked her
just when I opened the door. She was startled too but didn’t deny. I didn’t bother to
bolt the door but instead just stood behind it on the inside. Richa quickly went
down on her knees and unzipped my trouser and lowered my underwear. “Just the
morning hard-on, eh?” she winked as she took my member out and started
massaging along with gentle scratching of balls. I thrusted my member inside her
mouth violently and released a globe of saliva directed at her face. She welcomed
both gracefully and started giving me the blowjob. The call with Imran and open
door probably added to the excitement as she sucked me hard while I also kept
thrusting equally strong. She didn’t rush through but licked my shaft all over
including tickling my balls with the tip of her tongue. She kept looking at me in
between to gauge my reactions. It was a terrific turn on to see her voraciously
sucking off my member; I couldn’t hold long and sprouted into her mouth and her
face. She rushed to bathroom to grab a towel to clean my member. My juicesreached her stomach and I planted a goodbye kiss on the cheeks before shutting
the door on my back. I left her very little time to gather herself. And I wasn’t
wrong as I noticed Imran rushing into our wing while I was starting on the ignition
of my car. I drove off with a wry smile as I noticed Mr. Nagarkar also walking on
the parallel walkway but he didn’t notice me.
Richa barely managed to wash her mouth and gargle or adjust her clothing (just a
night gown running until her knees and panty inside) when the doorbell rang. She
answered quickly and Imran walked into our house. She rushed to place the
dustbin outside as the sweeper was also at the door. Thankfully, Imran didn’t get
nasty and she was able to shut the door to attend him sitting on the sofa. Richa has
admitted many times that if Imran doesn’t get started instantly, it makes her very
nervous. She finds it very difficult to have any conversation with him other than
responding to his commands. So, in the absence of these commands, she gets
confused although it’s not a very common phenomenon. But she didn’t have to be
confused for a long. Imran rushed towards her and pulled her hairs violently while
lifting her gown simultaneously. Richa, obviously, doesn’t know to oppose him
and adjusted herself into his rough grip. He instantly rolled her panties down and
made her take it off and thrown towards one corner of the room. His left hand was
now pulling her hairs violently while the fingers of his right hand explored her
womanhood. Richa was already numb with him being around and instantly parted
her legs to provide him more room. She cried in pain as he pinched her lower lips
hard and started slapping her there. A couple of globes of his saliva landed her face
but it didn’t satisfy him as she had to open her mouth to ingest more. A few more
globes landed on her tongue and a strong face-slap on her left side indicating she
needs to shut her mouth. She acknowledged instantly as his right hand moved back
to exploring her opening. He continued pinching her clit and lower lips strong that
she couldn’t hold straight but started dancing in pain. He didn’t finger her but
could feel her wetness as he was tormenting her lower lips.
“What are you doing tomorrow and Saturday?” asked Imran as he suddenly
released his grip on her hair and pushed her a bit away. Richa stumbled a bit by the
push as well as the sudden question. “Umm...nothing much...I think.... but...
umm”, my wife had to fight for words at this sudden onslaught. “Great! Manage
your husband that you cannot come home until Saturday evening!” Imran declared
indicating that he had some plans for her for Friday night and Saturday. “No! No! I
mean I need to go to office Friday!” Richa tried to argue. “And I cannot do
anything overnight! That’s just not possible!” she blabbered when Imran didn’t
respond instantly. “Really?” Imran exclaimed as he pulled her again and his righthand went back to her lower opening, this time not stopping at pinching but also
some tickling and a finger making its way up. Richa's face contorted at first
followed by closed eyes and heavy breathing. He kept toying around her
womanhood with his fingers while his other fist was now choking her mouth
slightly. There was absolutely no resistance although it was painful thrusting but
my wife remained composed and didn’t try to distract her tormentor. Imran
switched gears skillfully to subject her to pain and pleasure alternately and it
didn’t need him more than 3 to 4 minutes.
“Yes, sorry! Yes, yes, I mean I will manage!” my wife exploded almost instantly.

[nand]

Imran enjoyed her defeat but didn’t react and instead continued playing with her
clit and fisting her mouth. He didn’t have to pin her as she stood voluntarily and
widened her orifices for him. Her mind was instantly into a trance and she so
wanted to ask him how he was planning to take her the next 2 days. Would he be
taking her out of town or locking in some hotel? Why would he need 2 days?
There were so many questions brushing her mind but she didn’t dare to ask
although she knew that she was signing up for something outrageous. She knew
she had spent nights with men but it wasn’t a regular practice and never with
someone as devilish as Imran. She looked up to him but he looked calm and was
occupied in enjoying her body and she couldn’t disturb him. He was holding her in
his arms and kissing her full mouth, his hands slowly started raising her dress. He
grabbed both her bums as they continued smooching. Richa held no bars and
offered him her tongue and licked his tongue and lips willingly. She was happily
mixing his saliva with her while he was busy grabbing and twisting her butts.
Their action slowly turned into passionate lovemaking as Imran lowered himself
and started sucking her breasts. Richa took her gown off and offered herself
completely. They soon moved onto sofa as Imran gently placed her down and
started enjoying her big melons. Richa shivered in waves of excitement as Imran
kept sucking and biting her nipples and breasts alternately. He didn’t restrict
himself there but roamed around her shoulders, cleavage and went down to her
tummy and naval. My wife was certainly enjoying this treatment from her man
and remained laid happily on the sofa under him. She was in fact excited and
pleasantly surprised when Imran went further down and kissed and licked her
smooth and silky thighs and shapely legs. He was indeed exploring her beautiful
body and Richa didn’t mind offering everything she had to him.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
WHACK! WHACK!The sound and burning on her skin instantly made her realize that she was with
Imran. It felt like a dream shattered suddenly as she found herself bent over the
sofa armrest. Imran changed his position (and mood) and placed her torso (face
down) on the sofa pressing her down with his knee. Her face and breasts were
crushed against the leather of the sofa and her round and fleshy buttocks were
facing the ceiling. A series of strong slaps on her both bum cheeks with increasing
intensity brought her down to earth! Imran felt content when he noticed her
reddish bums but he seemed far from done. The next series was targeted at her
thighs and inner thighs and then turning towards her arms and back before she was
thrown on the floor. “Lick my feet!” Imran roared as he sat down on the sofa while
Richa tried to gather herself on the floor. He stretched out his legs to where she
was while making a phone call. Richa brought herself on the knees and started
following his commands. She took off his socks and threw them towards his shoes
and started licking his feet by planting a kiss first. She was taught those rituals by
Mr. Nagarkar and she knew those dominant men enjoying the excitement in it. She
started off by licking fingers of his feet by taking them one by one into her mouth.
She also stretched her tongue out to lick in between and the sole before turning her
attention on the other feet. She looked up to Imran to gauge his reaction but he was
too occupied into his phone. She continued kissing his feet, sucking his fingers
and licking his feet for a long 5 minutes until he kept his cell phone beside. She
was curious for his reaction and noticed a wry smile on his face. He was certainly
enjoying the obedience of my wife sitting at his feet.

[nand]

“Go, fetch the dustbin at the door! And no hands!” Richa received her next
command.
She knew this was the beginning of some filthy and nasty things coming her way.
They negotiated and ultimately my wife crawled all naked to the outside of our flat
door and pickup up the dustbin (a small plastic bucket) in her mouth and crawled
back in to the bathroom. Yes, she managed to get Imran inspect the surrounding
before she stepped out to pick the bucket (Lot of negotiation really!). She waited
inside the bathroom until Imran shut the door and returned. He had dropped his
trouser and removed the shirt as well. Richa was asked to fill that dustbin bucket
with water and pour it over her head on her body. She was pleasantly surprisedthat he didn’t ask her to lick the bucket or worse drink the water from it; she
happily followed his command. Honestly the bucket wasn’t as dirty since it was
washed just a couple of days back and usually it would have a plastic (the
disposable one �� ) bag that the sweeper would take away. Imran was standing
with hand shower when Richa placed the dustbin under the wash basin and
returned inside bathroom. He put a handcuff (that he was carrying) on her wrists
and attached it to the shower pipe. The shower was targeted first at her breasts but
he instantly moved to her face. Richa struggled a bit to adjust to the strong current
of cold water but did enough to please him as he tried to ensure her mouth was
washed. She gargled with the mouth freshener that he forcefully poured into her
mouth before she was kissed again. Imran started kissing and smooching her again
while Richa's hands were cuffed over her head and she was standing stark naked in
our bathroom. He went down too sucking her breasts and nipples and then
alternating between her breasts and her lips.
“May I blast these bums using the broom?” Imran asked candidly while kneading
her butts and signaling at the nylon broom.
Richa felt awkward as Imran put forward the request although she knew inside that
he was just letting her know what he wanted to do. But she was relatively glad
thinking the nylon broom may not really hurt. Imran removed her cuffs but she
didn’t answer anything as she was uncertain about what he wanted her to do.
BANG! A strong slap across her breasts reminded her that she needed to do
something; she quickly picked the broom and handed it to Imran and gauged his
reaction. “Turn on the switch and stand under the shower!” Imran was back to his
commanding nature. Richa was quick to respond as she carefully turned on the
switch and stood under the running water. She adjusted the hot/cold combination
such that it was just warm water running down but knew that Imran wouldn’t let
her enjoy the nice bath. Indeed, Imran turned off the shower to adjust her position.
He made her bend at the waist and hold her toes using the hands (a college like
punishment) and then positioned her such that the running water would hit her
back and flow down to her bums. He tucked her head down and readjusted the tap
to more than warm water level. He distanced himself and started spanking my
wife’s bums. The first few shots were relatively light as Imran adjusted his
distance, height from her and refrained from getting wet. When he felt comfortable
he started going hard. Richa started feeling the thin bristles of the groom banging
hard against her thighs, bums randomly. It started as irritation but soon turned into
pain as Imran mercilessly blasted her bottoms. The hot water was adding to her
misery as it was not only amplifying the pain but also burning her skin as thewater was running down into her butt crack and inside. She was finding it
extremely difficult beyond first 3-4 minutes and was standing up multiple times to
rub her bums. Surprising Imran didn’t object but he wouldn’t stop either as he kept
blasting her for a long 8-10 minutes. The intensity dropped gradually after around
10 minutes and finally he stopped leaving her bums reddish.
Imran continued to surprise Richa as he stepped out of bathroom and asked Richa
to follow him. She quickly grabbed the towel, dried her body and rushed towards
our bedroom where Imran was relaxing. Yes, he and Mr. Nagarkar were well
versed with our home by then. Richa stumbled and waited at the door when she
noticed Imran in front of her but facing away. He turned around and grabbed her
hand to pull her closer. He kissed her one more time and then made her sit down
on the edge of the bed. Richa had wrapped a towel around her and Imran didn’t
pull it off. But he stood in front with his hardened member pointing towards her
face. She need not be told as she gently pushed his boxers down and planted a kiss
at the tip of his member. She looked up for a split second to check his affirmation
and resumed her job. It wasn’t her first time with Imran but there was no force this
time around which was unusual. She remained focused and started by kissing and
then slowly taking it in her mouth. She scratched his balls gently with her nails
while sucking the tip of his circumcised shaft. She went deeper and kissed his
balls, licked every side of his shaft and resumed sucking the tip that was now
shining with her saliva. They swapped the positions and Imran was now sitting on
the bed with his boxers taken off and my wife was kneeling in front of him giving
him the oral pleasure. He placed and roamed his hands through her hair and
applied some pressure to push himself deeper. Richa was prepared and widened
her mouth to accommodate him and get gagged. She did well to keep sucking him
as well as gagging over the shaft that was now hard as piston. Imran was literally
thumping her mouth by then and Richa's face was turning into mess with her
saliva dripping down through all sides. But it was still a very gentle action for
Richa especially since she was with Imran.
And she was overwhelmed when Imran pulled out of her mouth and positioned her
on the bed for penetration. She adjusted herself quickly and opened her legs to
welcome him. She wasn’t too disturbed at losing her towel as Imran got rid of his
own clothes too and lowered himself on her. My wife placed her hands around his
neck as Imran bent to kiss her breasts while his erect shaft rubbed against her inner
thighs knocking on her door. He sensed her excitement and was pleasantly
surprised too but he focused on enjoying her body. Richa was leaking and it didn’t
take him much effort to penetrate. She shrieked for the moment and hugged hisnaked body tighter while he kept sucking her breasts and increasing the pace of his
strokes. Within a minute or two, he had figured best angle and pace and was
testing Richa's cock accommodating abilities. She wasn’t a newbie either and kept
spreading and lifting herself to give him best experience. They kept changing
positions in between. Imran turned her on her side and kept blasting her tunnel
with a light spanking on her bums. It was followed by him completely lying on her
and both kissing each other. He even positioned behind her and kept humping her
for a long few minutes before finally settling for her on top position. He was lying
comfortably on our bed against a cushion of pillows and Richa was made to ride
him. She was facing him when they started and Imran had her breasts perfectly in
his hitting zone. He started twisting and threading them along with hard pinches as
she was riding him. And Richa was matching his cruelty by increasing her speed
of riding his member. She had already taken a lot on her bosom but was still
willing to explore further. Although, Imran then made her turn around with her
back towards him but still jumping on his shaft. He grabbed her bums and spread
them hard as if tearing them apart. Then followed pulling of her hairs and series of
hard slaps on her round bums. The extensive drilling had already pushed Richa to
the edge and she started growling as she reached her climax with Imran’s hard
spanking. He enjoyed it and sensed her juices flowing down her thighs. He wasn’t
done though as he lifted himself up and violently threw my wife on the bed to
penetrate again. Richa was stunned at his might as she was effortlessly lifted in the
air and thrown on the bed. And before she could absorb the impact she was
penetrated again. Imran went missionary on her this time and continued thrusting
her. His thighs were literally blasting against Richa's and the sound was almost
equivalent to someone clapping hands. He was reaching his peak and Richa was
prepared for it.
“Bloody whore!”, Imran grunted loudly as he collapsed on my wife’s body while
emptying his loads of semen inside her. It was instantly followed by large globes
of saliva smothered roughly on her face. She realized Imran had reached his
climax and didn’t want to break his rhythm. She kept calm although Imran was
acting like a wild beast blasting her face, breasts and arms and pinching (or
plucking) her nipples. She admitted later that it was extremely painful especially
with the brute force he was putting in. But she was so determined to keep him
happy that she didn’t resist anything. It further fueled Imran as he pulled his
member out and started rubbing it all over her face before pushing inside. He had
ejaculated very hard but his shaft was still leaking the juices and my wife gulped
them down along with his saliva, her juices and what not. When her face was a
total mess, he pulled her out of bed and threw on the floor in front of the dressingtable. He literally crushed her face against the carpet with his feet on it and picked
the wooden comb lying there. He sat down on the edge of the bed, still crushing
her under his feet and then positioned himself to start blasting her body. He started
with her exposed bums, explored her thighs and tried beating her delicate tits also.
Richa developed some nasty welts over her thighs and couldn’t take those painful
blows directly on her breasts but her face was still crushed under Imran’s foot
making her unable to protest. But Imran noticed my wife stretching out her arms to
avoid being beaten randomly and reduced his pace to check on her. Relieved with
his kindness (?), Richa quickly adjusted herself in front of him sitting on her
knees, hands placed on the head and eyes lowered. “Stretch those arms out!”
Imran shouted while slapping hard on her face. Richa stumbled with the sheer
power but recovered and quickly adjusted herself back on her knees with the arms
stretched out exactly how Imran wanted. He enjoyed the sight of her round and
firm breasts exposed to him and teased them with the comb before blasting the left
one from the side angle. Richa shrieked in pain and cupped herself but instantly
stretched the arms out to witness Imran blasting the right side. A couple of globes
of saliva landed on her breasts as Imran allowed her to rub and spread it to soothe
herself. “Thanks!” she still appreciated his kindness before easing the burning
sensation across both her breasts. Even Imran must have been puzzled when Richa
stretched her arms out again after feeling relatively better by comforting herself
with his saliva. But he didn’t know caring and enjoyed blasting those exquisite
breasts again until my wife’s eyes were filled with tears.
“Come over to bathroom!” Imran stood up and summoned my wife to accompany
him in the shower. He remained gentle as Richa prepared to soap his body and
clean him. Richa's company probably doesn’t let him be normal as he commanded
her to use tongue before starting with the soap on his armpits, shaft and bums
including the crack. As he stood comfortably by the wall with his hands raised, my
wife approached his chest. Her height could reach around his shoulders so he
didn’t have to bend. Richa started licking his chest as an appetizer before
gradually moving into his hairy armpits. He enjoyed the touch, licking and tickling
of her tongue and at times pressed her mouth under his arm. Richa didn’t exhibit
any resistance to where it had all started in that crowded bus and actually enjoyed
licking both his pits before pushing down. She had already cleaned his member
but didn’t mind taking another round and this time licking his entire groin
including his balls and inner thighs. But Imran seemed eager to smother her face
with his bums as he pushed her behind him and commanded to lick clean. He
didn’t apply any force initially as Richa remained on her knees and started by
kissing and licking his bum cheeks. That wasn’t new to her either as she had lickedthose hard bums in the past as well. She was holding them and at times tickling his
member also by pushing her hand through his legs. Finally she started going
deeper. Imran spread his legs slightly and helped Richa spread his cheeks so that
she could insert her face in between. Richa was gently spreading him but he
wanted her deeper so he helped her spread more and pushed himself back on her.
Richa's face was now sandwiched between Imran’s bums and the bathroom wall.
Richa knew he wouldn’t release until he gets that tickling sensation. She went
deeper and started to rub her nose first and also stretched her tongue out trying to
lick around. It wasn’t very comfortable feeling with his stray hairs obstructing her
but she remained focused and kept licking the inner of his creek and finally
reaching the brown hole. Imran sensed it and his shaft jumped in excitement. He
tried to locate her hands to have them play with his member but couldn’t do so. In
that position he wasn’t able to turn or reach her breasts using his hands either. The
simplest thing for him was to pick the brush lying around and start blasting my
wife. Off course his shots were meek and Richa didn’t slow down but instead went
deeper and inserted her tongue inside him and kept sucking vigorously. She
confessed they were difficult 5 minutes but when she pulled out she noticed him
content. He swiftly turned around and blasted her randomly with the brush in hand
but stopped in a minute or so. He then had her actually clean him as well as herself
before they stepped out of bathroom.
“Aren’t you going to office?” asked Imran when he noticed Richa trying to put up
some non-office attire. It was almost 10 am so Richa was certainly going to be late
by an hour least but she wasn’t sure if he was done or not. She didn’t ask that
openly but fumbled with words as always. “Well! I am leaving. If you plan to then
I can drop you as I am also heading in similar direction!” Imran commented. My
wife agreed quickly and prepared herself with regular office clothes. Imran didn’t
bother to step out and teased her couple of times in between as she was changing
but nothing really started again. She was slightly hesitant to leave with Imran but
had to agree as Imran refused to walk ahead. He remained polite and decent but
Mr. Nagarkar knew their secrets and Richa was tensed about that. He had
approached her in the earlier weeks as well but she had successfully negotiated.
But she was certain that he wouldn’t take any reasons if he finds her with Imran.
She kept looking at his wing as they walked past. Imran didn’t notice her as he
was busy booking a cab. Thankfully Mr. Nagarkar wasn’t in the sight and didn’t
spot her and Imran together as they walked towards the exit of our premises onto
the road. Imran called up the driver as they waited on the road and Richa managed
to stay little away from him thus pretending that she is also waiting for a cab. “A
couple of more minutes!” Imran informed her about the cab status as she stoodnervously. She so wanted to ask him if it was a shared cab or exclusive one but
didn’t dare to. Finally, her worries were put to rest as they jumped into the Swift
Dzire that Imran waived at. The traffic had subsided relatively and Imran didn’t
disturb her as both were engaged in their cell phones. Imran making multiple
phone calls related to his work while Richa responding to her messages and calls.
The map indicated around 45 minutes to Richa's office and she was relieved to
know that Imran didn’t try anything until 30 minutes and still remained occupied
in his work. Her heart skipped when he finished his phone calls and turned
towards her and instantly grabbed her left breast. She had put up glass blind since
beginning and the driver was engaged in his own phone call so she wasn’t
extremely worried. She had put on a sleeveless grey kurta and black leggings
without accessories except for wedlock, ear cuffs and a bracelet in one hand.
Imran moved closer to her and pushed his hand insider her leggings swiftly and
pinched her clit. They were now barely 10 minutes away from Richa's office and
he started of playing with her. With his one hand pinching her down, he rested the
thumb on his other hand on her lips. “Won’t you suck it like a bitch?” whispered
Imran and my wife instantly circled his thumb with her lips. He turned her face
towards him and made her notice that wry and cunning smile indicating how well
he understands the bitch inside her. Richa instantly lowered her eyes but sucked
harder as Imran pinched her clit harder. They were now merely two traffic lights
away from her office building when Imran whispered. “Leave the panty in the taxi
and get off!” Richa was shell shocked and turned around literally begging him.
Imran wore an expressionless but stern look indicating no chances of negotiations.
Her heartbeats skipped as she gently raised her bums to roll the leggings down.
Yes, this was happening at a traffic light on a busy road, the only savior being the
glass blinds. Richa tried to be as quite and steady as she could be as she rolled
both her leggings and panties together to her knees and sat back on the seat by
covering her naked thighs with the kurta as much as possible. The taxi started at
signal when the leggings and panty were lying at her knees. She looked up to
Imran but he remained calm and firm. Having no options, she rolled them down
further and pull out one leg first. She gradually repeated for the other leg and have
the panty removed by the time taxi reached the next light. She quickly placed it
aside and proceeded to wear the leggings back. “Here!” she could barely speak as
she offered the panty to Imran forgetting his earlier instruction. “I said leave in the
taxi!” Imran reminded her instantly. “But why?” my wife questioned instantly and
innocently as she couldn’t reason it. “Stop at the next entrance!” Imran instructed
the driver to stop at Richa's office. My poor wife wasn’t able to make a decision
but finally crumpled it and left behind the driver’s seat before opening the door.
The driver didn’t notice anything although Richa's hands were stumbling as sheclosed the door. She noticed Imran smiling at her uneasiness as she left for the
office. She was possessed by the run of incidents and didn’t pay much attention to
being without panty. Thankfully, work was waiting for her as she quickly
submerged herself into it and parted way from an eventful morning.
Richa's ordeal was far from over though! I had called her around 11:30 to check on
whether she was at work and okay. She was updating me about the morning and
Imran’s demand for Friday and Saturday. I am usually supportive of her decisions
but since she herself wasn’t sure about Friday’s leave at office and accompanying
Imran overnight, I suggested to talk to Imran and politely refuse to the plan. Just as
we were discussing she heard a beep of another incoming call. She stopped to
check who it was and noticed Mr. Nagarkar’s name. “Gosh! Nagarkar is calling
darling! Let me check when he needs me!” my wife spoke as she put me on hold. I
was puzzled and hard at how my wife was expertly handling her men.
“So slut! are you at office or some cheap hotel room?” Mr. Nagarkar started off
without a standard hello manner. “At office!” my wife tried keeping herself calm
and responded him as politely as she could although she was nervous if he had
noticed her and Imran in the morning or it was a random question. “Ah I see! I
thought that white Dzire was to take you away for some good banging!” Mr.
Nagarkar clarified and proved Richa's fear true. She wondered how he noticed
though as she had kept a good watch on her surrounding until getting into the taxi.
It was immaterial now though as Mr. Nagarkar continued. “Good anyways! What
time are you returning? I need my share today!” Richa sensed the aggression in his
voice and had nothing to argue around her morning endeavor. She didn’t respond
quickly as she was worried if Imran would ask for any follow up in the evening as
well. “Make sure you’re home sharp by 5pm! I need at least 2-3 hours” Mr.
Nagarkar sorted her problem and disconnected the phone once my wife meekly
confirmed to him. She was now back on my line as I remained on hold. “So am I
getting my wife anytime soon?” I asked in sarcastic tone. She smiled and informed
me that she would reach home by 7 and I shouldn’t return before 10pm and should
be bringing the dinner along. “Good luck baby!” I greeted her and we
disconnected to resume our work.

[nand]

The rest of the day was normal until at 4 o’clock when Richa's phone rang. Richa
rushed out to talk to Mr. Nagarkar. “Haven’t you started yet slut?” he was straight
to point. “No, I am sorry, I am occupied in work! May I please reach by 7pm?”
Richa tried to inform him but received angry response. “Bitch I’d told you I need
you by 5. Didn’t you have work in the morning while he was banging you?” “Yes,
I am sorry! But Bharat is not returning until 11pm”, my wife provided aclarification. “That’s better! So I do get my 4 hours!”, Nagarkar was quick to react.
“Yes”, Richa responded although she wanted to remind that he wanted 3 hours.
But Nagarkar didn’t lose the opportunity to humiliate her. “What do you mean by
“yes”? Clarify”, he shouted at my wife. “You will get your 4 hours with me from 7
to 11” my wife shamelessly responded this time. He didn’t specifically like her
direct response but didn’t react and disconnected the phone. I was immediately
informed that I shouldn’t return before 11 and I acknowledged. Thankfully, there
were no further calls or demands from Imran or Nagarkar as Richa focused on her
work and left office on time to see her old man. She was expecting him waiting for
her at the walkway but didn’t notice him as she walked inside our premises. She
curbed her intentions to call him to inform that she was available but instead just
walked to our apartment.
“Good you’re on time!” she was greeted by Nagarkar waiting right outside of the
lift on our floor. She was startled as it wasn’t really a closed area but he made her
more nervous when he slapped her bums and pinched them. It didn’t hurt but the
noise was worrisome and Richa hurried through opening the door. His hands were
already grabbing and exploring my wife as they stepped in and that reminded her
that there was no panty inside. She didn’t want him to notice it but couldn’t really
think about a way. “May I take a quick shower?” she asked him in a polite manner
to excuse herself. Nagarkar didn’t respond and instead just pulled her closer to him
and started kissing her mouth. He wasn’t the best at it but Richa was mentally
prepared by then and opened her mouth instantly to allow him to suck her tongue
and lick her lips. He was rough kissing her and his hands started kneading her
bosom at the same time as Richa stayed closer to him. They pushed themselves
onto our sofa; he dragged Richa towards the cushion of the armrest and started
kissing her lustfully. Her body was somewhat sweaty as she had just walked from
the bus stop but he seemed enjoying it as he kept licking her face, neck, shoulders
and arms along while twisting her bosom over the clothes. “So who fed the sweat
in the morning? him to you or you to him?” Mr. Nagarkar put the sarcastic
question to embarrass her. “WHACK” she received a strong slap on the face when
she avoided answering. “No sweat thing” her meek voice confirmed to the old
man who had the next question ready. “What did he do then?” Richa looked up to
him in apologetic tone indicating she didn’t know how to answer that question.
Mr. Nagarkar pushed his fist inside her mouth to gag her and his other hand went
down to pinch her g spot. They all knew the plugs to turn my wife on and she
would prove them correct time and again. Richa instantly contracted her body but
offered him more room by spreading legs while being gagged on his fist. And that
provided him enough room to realize that she wasn’t wearing her panties.“Were the panties skipped so everyone could finger you in the office?” he
expressed himself loudly as he rolled her leggings down. Richa knew she was
caught red handed but decided to keep mum.
WHACK SLAP WHACK SLAP WHACK SLAP WHACK SLAP WHACK SLAP
WHACK SLAP
My wife received a bunch of slaps on her face and some very strong ones on her
bums alternately. The intensity and pace kept growing as Richa chose not to
respond. “I am not stopping until I know details” he announced. Richa managed to
hold on for couple of minutes but then accepted her defeat. Nagarkar picked her up
on his lap as she agreed to describe the morning saga.
“He came over early morning after Bharat left. He had his regular ways wherein
he did it to me along with spanking and spitting. He finished two rounds and then
we proceeded to office. He agreed to drop me and while on the way he asked me
to take off my panty and leave it there in taxi.” She finished all in one go while
Nagarkar kept fingering her. He enjoyed that feeling of embarrassment as she
described but didn’t stretch too far.
The old man took my wife to our bedroom and instructed her to fill the bath tub
while giving her some time to grab something to eat and drink. Off course he
remained around her naked body and kept pinching or slapping her whenever he
felt like. After about 20 minutes they both entered the tub like the lovers holding
each other’s hands. He went down and took Richa between his legs with her back
towards him. She adjusted her hairs in the front and encouraged him kiss and lick
her back, shoulders and neck. She even turned her neck and kissed him
passionately. Mr. Nagarkar obviously enjoyed the attention and services he was
receiving. But Richa went a step ahead and turned around to start licking him. She
was aware of his likes too and started by kissing his forehead and gradually going
down kissing and licking. They rubbed their noses against each other and kissed
and sucked each other lips before Richa went further down kissing his neck and
shoulders. He didn’t force and she didn’t volunteer to sniff his armpits and instead
went to his hairy chest. She covered his arms, his chest and entire torso and came
back to smooch him. She had noticed his hardness but didn’t touch until he asked
her to do so. The old man was hard enough to penetrate my wife but pushed her to
please him orally. Richa didn’t see any reasons to object and performed her duties
diligently. He placed her on the edge of the tub and adjusted himself outside toenter her. Richa took support of the handles around and steadied herself while the
old man thrusted his piston inside. It wasn’t the best position to experiment so he
just kept pumping in and out of my wife. Richa adjusted her angles to match his
blows and offer maximum pleasure to him. He remained active much longer and
kept thrusting her for almost 9-10 minutes (remember, he is 65+) before starting to
ejaculate. Men usually assume it to be safe to discharge inside Richa and Mr.
Nagarkar wasn’t any exception as he deposited his load inside my wife. He went
little weak as he ejaculated large quantity of semen inside her and took support of
the tub to relax for couple of minutes. Richa remain seated too waiting for her next
command.
"Some dirty stuff now!” Mr. Nagarkar announced with a wry smile on his face.
Richa found herself licking our bathroom floor the next minute as Mr. Nagarkar
shook his member and the last few drops fell on the floor randomly. He helped
Richa trace them with his feet and ensured she licked and sipped them in. It
followed with her face smothered by his shaft that had both of their juices. He then
copied Imran and spitted huge globes of saliva directly into her mouth. But it
quickly turned filthier as he started spitting randomly on the toilet seat, floor or
anywhere and Richa was to crawl and lick his saliva off. She didn’t object a single
thing and even agreed to lick his brown hole. It was her second in the day and Mr.
Nagarkar was messier than Imran with lot of stinking and hairiness but she stuck
to her job and didn’t back off throughout. She ensured her tongue reached the
inside walls of his holes as she completed her task.
“I love your dedication. Let me test a bit more!” the old man wasn’t still
convinced with Richa's services and decided to take it further. Richa was
instructed to clean herself and report to him in the living room.
She found herself tied to the legs of a chair in our living room. The wooden chair
was placed in the middle and both her legs were tied to the back legs of the chair
thus pining her to it. Her back side and torso were completely exposed and at Mr.
Nagarkar’s mercy. She was slightly worried about his beating leaving any welts on
her body as she had to be prepared for Imran for the next 2 days. She was slightly
relieved when he picked my Hawaii slipper and pushed it in her mouth first. Her
breasts were the first target as he blasted them violently with the slipper until she
shouted in pain. He had instructed her to stretch out her arms and remain in that
position until he stopped, and she obliged completely. But she couldn’t hold
further and started comforting herself as soon as he stopped. The next target was
chosen as her back as she comfortably absorbed the pain the slipper was causing.He then brought the sweeper broom that caused some panic to Richa but he used it
relatively gently on her thighs and legs. Eventually he picked up the table tennis
bat and this time didn’t show any kindness to blast her beautiful bums extremely
rough. Richa shouted hysterically during that last blast which lasted for almost 10
minutes.
Richa was dragged back to our bathroom instantly after her beating in the living
room and handcuffed against the shower pipe. Mr. Nagarkar turned on the geyser
and picked up the hand shower faucet. She was asked to turn around as he directed
the flow of hot water on her freshly beaten bums. With her tied hands she couldn’t
do anything than dance in pain as the burning sensation accentuated with the
extremely hot water. “I am sure you can take more than this, don’t you?” he
challenged my wife. Richa didn’t admit or refute his claim and that just made him
push her further. He started blasting her bums again with the bat and this time not
sparing her thighs either. And instantly turned on the hot water geyser to
compound her pain. Richa was shuddering in pain but that didn’t stop him as he
then targeted her breasts with the hot shower faucet. Her lack of resistance was
registered as enjoyment and she further received that hot water treatment on her
face, back and bums. Richa was dancing in pain as the hot water was burning her
skin but absolutely begged Mr. Nagarkar when he tried aiming between her legs at
her opening. Fortunately, Nagarkar stopped the devilish acts after a while as he
noticed Richa under extreme pain but not resisting yet.
“I so want to take you out as my lady!” Mr. Nagarkar exclaimed his fantasy about
my wife as he walked her into our bedroom.
Her hands were still cuffed but she could walk properly. Nagarkar took her to our
balcony facing the adjacent slum area (where she was taken earlier during dandiya
days) stark naked. It was dark outside and he didn’t turn on the lights but Richa
was extremely worried as it was possible for anyone to make out that there were
two people standing there and making out. And as if to tease her further, the old
man started sucking her breasts for a long 3-4 minutes before stopping his creepy
act. Richa's protest wasn’t registered as he made her sit down on a smaller chair
there and tried penetrating again. Richa wasn’t completely exposed in the seating
position but remained conscious as he forced her into. But then Mr. Nagarkar
changed his mind and pulled her into the bedroom again.
“Suck me one more time as I need to leave after second round!” he announced his
intentions. Richa was pleasantly surprised as he had only exhausted 2 hours out ofhis quota of 4 hours. But she instantly went on the knees and positioned herself
between his legs as he was sitting on the edge of the bed. Though her hands were
still tied behind she used her lips and tongue to perfection to ingest life into his
meat. It was a pretty old member that had done its duties just hour ago. Even
Richa was doubtful about his erection but her mouth did the magic to make it
semi-erect. He pushed her on the bed and penetrated for the 2nd time. It was pure
missionary this time as he engaged himself into sucking her beautiful melons
while thrusting her tunnel. He did get full erection but didn’t last that long and
ejaculated within 5 minutes. He freed her up and allowed her to clean herself as he
was seated on sofa with a content look.
Richa kissed him a goodbye around 9:30pm (merely 2.5 hours into starting) to
complete an eventful day for her. Nagarkar left a satisfied man as she fulfilled all
his desires voluntarily.
Richa kissed him a goodbye around 9:30pm (merely 2.5 hours into starting) to
complete an eventful day for her. Nagarkar left a satisfied man as she fulfilled all
his desires voluntarily. I adjusted my schedule and reached home around 10 with
the food. We had a dinner together as Richa provided all the minute details of her
two encounters to me. I was caressing her as she cleaned up kitchen post dinner.
We usually spend at least 10-15 minutes sitting on sofa watching television before
hitting the bed but Richa asked me to excuse her as she was tired. I was kind of
turned on so I asked her to get the silky black blindfold and the cuffs. She
collected the stuff from bedroom and crawled to the sofa with the cuffs held in her
mouth and eyes displaying the submission (and sleep). I stripped her in a flash; she
was merely in a gown with nothing inside. I cuffed her wrists behind and
blindfolded her with that black scarf and waited for her reaction. She stood there
expecting me to take charge but I remained silent and waited for her reaction.
“Am I standing naked here all night?” her sarcasm hadn’t died for the day.
BANG! A strong slap on her bum was my response. “Ouch” Richa cried as she
stumbled with the blow. I pulled her roughly towards me and put on my laps for
some OTK spanking scene. She took 5-6 slaps on each side before interrupting me
with her tied arms. I didn’t enjoy her interruption but changed my stance and
turned her around to knead her melons. Her tied wrists and hands were trapped in
my legs as my one hand started pinching her melons while the other one stuffed
her mouth. Richa moans seductively as I treated her rough and stretched her tied
hands to grab by member. I couldn’t ignore her attempt and adjusted her such that
she could serve it and at the same time pinched her clit to tease her further. “AahShit! Noooo! Not now...please!” my wife exclaimed but tightened her grip on my
shaft at the same time. I kept teasing her by pinching the clit as well as stuffing
roughly into her mouth with occasional slaps and pinches on her tits. That rough
mouth stuffing instantly turns her on and with the pinching of clit, she was
twisting in my arms almost instantly. I could sense tiredness in her movements but
she was excited nevertheless.
“RIDE your husband!” I commanded to my exhausted and thoroughly used wife
as I undid her cuffs but didn’t remove her scarf.
Her natural reaction was to stretch her arms and undo the blindfold. But she got
slapped hard across her bosom; she retracted quickly and started gauging my
position. She quickly went on the floor between my legs as I relaxed on the sofa
and started fidgeting with my shorts. I pushed her face forcefully and rubbed it all
over the fabric of my pants and made her sense the hardness. “Open that fucking
mouth!” I commanded as I grabbed her pony and pulled her hairs violently. She
followed instantly and opened her orifice wide enough to gulp down a couple of
globes of my saliva followed by my hard member. “Suck it well!” she got her next
command. It needed no force though as she adjusted herself and exhibited her
tongue magic and sucking techniques. Although I have been using that mouth for
so many years, it still drives me crazy like any other man. My member grew inside
her mouth and she happily gagged over it. The black scarf was blocking the view
of her ever-submissive eyes and expressions, but it was another turn on itself. I
thrusted my member roughly instead of letting her suck gracefully. I was enjoying
touching the insides of her mouth, rubbing the tip on her tongue and applying my
pre-cum juices on her lips like a floss. Richa never hesitated or held back anything
and allowed me to derive all the devilish pleasure I wanted. Her luscious body just
drives men crazy and do nasty things to her and I wasn’t an exception as I couldn’t
hold and slapped her bums couple of times before finally lifting her up and
undoing her scarf.

[nand]

She took a couple of seconds to adjust her vision and noticed me relaxing on the
sofa with my arms folded behind. It was an indicator that she has to ride and
please me as I would just sit back, relax and enjoy the sight. I could see the
tiredness in her gestures, but she still managed to get up and adjusted herself on
the sofa with her legs spread over my groin. She leans on me and took support of
headrest and adjusted her opening on my erect member. We were adequately
lubricated, and she took only a few seconds to have me inside her and begin
grinding. She typically enjoys that position as she rides and grinds the men whileoffering her enticing bosom to them. And her grinding only drives them crazy as
they ill-treat her bosom which further excites her. I was her husband but a man
first and exhibited no exceptions. I couldn’t hold back and sucked and bit her
breasts and nipples as she offered them. A couple of strong slaps across her
hanging melons brought some whining moans but she remained focused and kept
grinding until I couldn’t hold back. She realized me reaching climax and softly
whispered, “On face, honey?” I couldn’t hold but smile at her slutty-ness as I
emptied my loads inside her. She continued riding me slowly on my relatively
limp member after ejaculation. We kissed passionately for some time before I
finally lifted her in my arms and walked over the bedroom. We cleaned ourselves
and almost jumped into bed. Richa barely took minutes before she was fast asleep
in my arms.
It was Friday morning the next day and my alarm blasted off at 6:30 am. I woke
up instantly and killed it while Richa was in her own world. I didn’t wake her up
and instead proceeded with my morning chores. I had a strong urge to check
Richa's phone if there were any messages from Imran but I fought it off and
instead prepared tea and toast for us. I saw Richa come rushing to living room
around 7 when I was reading newspaper on the sofa. “I am so sorry darling! I
didn’t realize the alarm!” she apologized as she walked over. I kissed her and
asked to join me for the tea. She went back to freshen up and then joined me on
the sofa. As I handed her the cup of tea and a jam-toast I noticed her scrolling
through messages anxiously. “No message or call yet?” I winked when she put the
phone aside and started munching the toast and sipping the tea. She laughed it off
and confirmed with me if I was okay with her being away from home. She
suggested me not to get too late in the office and eat dinner outside before
returning home. “How caring!” I winked again as I kissed her forehead and
proceeded to take bath and get ready to leave for work. It was around 7:30 when I
was putting on the clothes, Richa walked into the room with suggesting smile. “He
is already downstairs! He wants me to buzz him as soon as you step out!”, my wife
disclosed Imran’s plan blushingly.
“So you want me to get lost now?” I asked her in a serious tone to tease her. “Nah!
Take your time! Then it’s all his!” she responded in an equally sarcastic mode but
with a smile too. I caressed her bums and pulled her closer to kiss. It soon turned
into smooching as I ate her lips lustfully. “Good luck babes!” I whispered when I
broke and picked up my bag to leave. Richa called his number on loudspeaker
when I was ready to step out but disconnected after two bells. “Leave now!” sheliterally pushed me out when she noticed me lingering a bit longer. I smiled and
proceeded to call the elevator as she stood at the door.
Imran was not only well versed with my wife and my home but also with our
overall premises as well. He wasn’t stopped anymore entering or exiting the
premises and instead could roam freely across. The elevator went a floor above us
and Imran got off there to take a stair to come down to our floor. By the time the
elevator opened at our floor and I got in, I could see Richa standing at the open
door and heard Imran footstep’s coming down the stairs. She smiled and waved
me off as the elevator doors closed.
Richa was startled to see Imran walking into our house with Sandesh. She
recognized Sandesh, he was the same guy who had taken her at Patil Sir’s office
when she visited him. And Patil Sir, with Imran’s approval had allowed him and a
friend to enjoy my wife the same day at our place. This was merely a punishment
for her being rude to him that evening. Sandesh and Rakesh (his friend) has
thoroughly enjoyed Richa's body that day but they never approached or followed
her afterwards. So Richa was somewhat surprised when Sandesh walked in along
with Imran. But as usual, with Imran around, she didn’t question and instead just
walked them into our house and brought water as per Imran’s instruction. Sandesh
was lustfully eyeing her ever since he stepped in and Richa wasn’t hiding a lot
either. She was merely in a sleeveless and strapless gown reaching just around her
thighs and displaying her shoulders and much of cleavage. He didn’t dare to try
anything in Imran’s presence but Richa could read his lustful eyes and him
smacking his lips multiple times suggestively. She was anxious and wanted to ask
Imran about Sandesh’s presence but instead remained quiet and stood in front of
Imran with a lowered gaze.
“Mein iske kaapde select karke nikalta hoon. Tum time pe isse drop kar dena! Thik
hai? (Let me select clothes for her. You ensure to drop her on time! is that okay?)”
Imran asked Sandesh while browsing through his phone. “Pakka Sir (Sure Sir)”,
Sandesh affirmed him. Nobody bothered to engage Richa into conversation as
Imran walked over to the bedroom. Richa stared back at Sandesh who smiled with
smacking lips and then they both followed Imran into our bedroom. Richa was
instructed to open her wardrobe and the saree cabinet inside. “Show me the trendy
party ones!”, Imran asked my wife. Richa instantly pulled out a few of them and
placed them on the bed. Sandesh stood relatively farther and kept licking her
shoulders virtually. Imran inspected the 5-6 sarees that Richa showed him and
picked 2 of them – a wine red and an admiral blue. He inspected the blouse inside
each of them. The red had a nicely stitched sleeveless beige color one whereas theblue one had a contrasting magneta pink blouse with 3⁄4 sleeves. Imran noticed that
both of them would display ample (or rather entire) of Richa's back and were deep
cut on the front as well; finally he and Sandesh selected the admiral blue saree.
She wasn’t too uncomfortable picking a push up bra and lacy blue panty along
with some basic accessories and makeup kit. Imran then opened the other cabinet
and picked a sleeveless kurta and leggings for her as well. Richa arranged the
remaining clothes and closed the wardrobe and came out to the living room where
Imran and Sandesh were discussing something.
“Come over bitch!” Imran instructed my wife to follow him to our common bath
while he signaled Sandesh to remain seated.
Richa rushed to the bath nervously and was somewhat surprised when Imran
closed the door. He took her gown off leaving her completely naked and lowered
the zip of his pant. Richa instantly went down on her knees and prepared herself to
give him oral pleasure. She gradually lowered his boxers; took out his members
and planted some juicy kisses on it. Imran was semi erect and allowed her sucking
him for a minute or two, but his mind was wandering. “Will you lick this?” he
asked my wife as he suddenly pulled his member out and instead held the toilet
cleaning brush in his hands. Richa wasn’t completely new to Imran’s kinks and
nasty demands but she was unprepared since it was too early. “Prove your worth!”
Imran commanded in a lifestyle Dom style and held the dirty side of brush bristles
in front of her face. My poor submissive wife opened her mouth although she
wasn’t willing to suck or lick the brush. A couple of moments of hesitation was
easily overcome with a tight pinch on her clit and my wife was happily licking the
bristles. But Imran didn’t intend to push her lot as he pulled out the brush and
asked her to clean herself. As soon as he felt she was clean enough, he lifted her
and threw on the toilet seat and spread her legs. Within seconds he penetrated her
and started thrusting hard and deep. Richa didn’t oppose and spread maximum to
give him the required room and adjust the angle; she even tried grabbing him by
her hands.
“I don’t want to hear any complaints for the two days!” Imran commented as he
kept humping my wife hard and fast.
“What is really the plan?” my wife asked sensing the opportunity to talk and ask
questions.
“Do you care really?” came Imran’s quick response.

[nand]

“Are you going to be around?” my wife asked blushingly, indicating in a way how
she was comfortable in his company. It brought a smile on his face, but he turned
quiet and stern instantly.
“Won’t you ride even a dead poll if I ask you to?” Imran questioned her with a
globe of saliva towards her mouth and a gentle SLAP on one of her buttocks.
Richa couldn’t answer that verbally but licked and absorbed his saliva and lowered
her eyes suggestively. Imran seemed satisfied with her level of submission and
servitude as he also reached his climax. He pulled out as he was about to ejaculate
and indicated that he wanted it in her mouth. Now Richa never opposes Imran (or
anyone really) so she quickly got down on her knees and started helping Imran to
jerk off. There wasn’t a lot of jizz and Richa could easily gulp it down and licked
her man clean. Imran quickly adjusted his clothes and stepped out with my wife
who had also put on her gown back.
“Sandesh, Abhi 8 baaje hai; 10 baje waha pohochna hai! 2 ghante hai tere pass!
Samaza kya? (Sandesh, it’s 8 o’clock now; you need to reach the place by 10am!
You have two hours for you. Do you understand?)”, Imran spoke loudly as he
winked at Richa. She was aware of what it meant but couldn’t react as Imran
calmly picked up his folder, phone and prepared to leave. Sandesh realized too and
was seen overjoyed as he simply put a thumb up to Imran to indicate his part of
deal. Imran left our house leaving Sandesh with my wife in a very vulnerable state.
“Aap ko pataa hai kahan chalna hai? Aur kisse milna hai? (Do you know where we
are heading and who are we meeting?)”, my wife asked Sandesh very politely as
soon as Imran stepped out. She knew from her first experience that Sandesh
wasn’t a forceful man as long as she plays along so decided to be kind but in a
controlling situation.
“Kay mhanta! Tumhala kharach mahit nahi kon thoknar tumhala te! (Really! Don’t
you know who is going to bump you?)”, Sandesh responded sarcastically in his
native language. Richa felt embarrassed at his deliberate remark but didn’t react
and instead persisted.
“Imran Sir kuch batate nahi hai! Seedhe bhej dete hai na isliye puch rahi thi! (No!
Imran doesn’t disclose ever but just pushes me into it!)” my wife responded in a
pleading way as if Imran was forcing her into it. But Sandesh caught her offinstantly.
“Khujli taar ahe ch na pan tumhala! (don’t tell me you don’t crave this!)” Sandesh
responded in Imran’s favor and grabbed my wife to pinch her lower.
Richa felt as if everyone knew her secrets! Her thoughts were broken as Sandesh
pulled her closer onto sofa and took her into his lap. She realized he wasn’t a soft
cookie and proceeded with the flow. Sandesh sensed no resistance and kissed her
bare shoulders first tinkling her with his raw mustaches. His hands were now
roaming freely on my wife’s lush skin, grabbing her thighs, pinching her waist and
pressing her breasts. He turned her face and started kissing her forehead, cheeks
and eventually her lips but he seemed super fascinated with her bare shoulder
blades as he licked them completely. He kept kissing her neck, her bare arms, her
cleavage and even went down kissing her thighs as his hands remained busy
enjoying her flesh. Richa was soon lying against the sofa headrest and Sandesh
was all over her! He was enjoying her body barely clothed in the gown and with a
wedlock at her neck! There wasn’t any force in particular; neither was Richa too
active, but Sandesh was having the time of his life enjoying her serene beautiful
frame.
The lovemaking turned little kinky as Sandesh went down and started kissing
between Richa's legs. His nose and mustache were tinkling the soft skin of her
inner thighs. He didn’t particularly kiss her openings but touched her clit on
couple of occasions and that brought a jerking reaction of my wife. He went
further down kissing her thighs and legs before turning her around. Her round
buttocks were too much as he grabbed handful of them, gently slapped those
before starting to kiss and bite. Unlike most woman, Richa's buttocks are round
and smooth without any black spots on it and drive men crazy. An ordinary guy
like Sandesh could have only fancied them in stretched dreams but it was turning
into reality and he was enjoying it. Sandesh slapped them gently along with rough
kneading. Richa wasn’t prepared when she realized Sandesh kissing and licking
her round cheeks and jerked in excitement. She was nervous for a moment
thinking Sandesh could go deeper and lick her cracks like she had been made to do
with men. But that didn’t happen as Sandesh quickly moved up licking her back
and then coming back up to her shoulders and neck. Richa was relaxed by then
and letting him have his share of fun without protesting or adding fuel. But she
lost it again when Sandesh lifted her arms and buried in her pits. It drives her crazy
and Sandesh spent a good amount of time rubbing his mustache into the soft skin
of her armpits on either side and Richa went nuts trying to pull him closer and kisshis face. Sandesh, though, remained strong and held her hands firmly over her
head and kissed her arms as well as pits until he was satisfied while she kept
jerking in excitement. It set up the tone for things to follow.
Sandesh lifted the naked body of my wife and carried her to our bedroom. Richa
noticed him taking off his shirt and exhibiting his hairy dark but muscular body.
He quickly jumped onto bed towards her and kissed her. Richa was expecting him
to drop the pants as well and somewhat surprised when he suddenly started kissing
with his bare torso. But she quickly came to terms and held her man in his arms
and reciprocated his kissing by gently scratching his back with her polished nails
and letting him kiss her neck and lips as he wanted. He enjoyed her hands
exploring his body and offered his chest for my wife to kiss. Richa didn’t
disappoint and started kissing and licking through his hairy chest and bit her
shoulders gently. As they assumed perfect lovemaking couple’s position, Sandesh
dragged her hands towards his pants and made them roam over his hardness. Richa
knew from her previous encounter that Sandesh was well endowed and didn’t
delay him further. She broke the kiss momentarily and undid the buttons of his
pants and lowered his zip. His underwear was proudly protruding the tent and
Richa went down kissing and feeling it over the fabric before exposing it. Her
hands did the magic and the size and slope increased further to salute her beauty.
Sandesh quickly stepped off the bed and stood beside the edge and pulled my wife
closer. Richa knew the ordeal and lied on the bed to adjust herself to suck his
member. Sandesh moved closer to edge and pushed his member towards my wife’s
welcoming mouth. It was a regular affair for Richa as she circled it, kissed the rim
and tip, sucked the balls before placing a large part into her mouth. She tried
gagging herself over it and kept looking up to him to gauge his reactions. Sandesh
was in heaven and in between pushing her deeper but overall it was turning into a
consensual lovemaking and my wife being active participant into it.
Sandesh lied on our bed against the pillow cushions when he felt he was well
lubricated. He dragged Richa over him and adjusted her against his member. Richa
was facing him with her knees placed on either side of him as she adjusted her
height and got herself penetrated easily with his thick and long shaft. Sandesh
loved her slutty-ness and pulled her by her hairs and kissed aggressively. Richa
took a few moments to adjust her position before leaning forward and offering
herself to her man. Sandesh’s excitement was visible through the roughness as he
kneaded Richa's breasts rough and pumped her hard. He was a strong guy and
could easily pump my wife on top of him and maul her tits simultaneously. Richa
didn’t miss to notice his raw power and offered herself voluntarily. She moved herhairs over the shoulder on one side and leaned down to kiss him. Sandesh
engrossed himself into smooching my wife as their lips were stuck to each other
and Richa also helped him suck her tongue and exchanged lots of saliva making it
sloppy. She was simultaneously jumping on his shaft but Sandesh parted her bum
cheeks using his hands and started bouncing her faster on his member and also
started slapping her buttocks in between. Richa was completely turned on; she was
literally kissing and biting his shoulders and chest along with sloppy kisses.
Although Sandesh had screwed Richa earlier also, he was seeing a new avatar of
her where she was not only willing but on fire to bang him. He was super joyed,
but the excitement didn’t last long as he was reaching his climax. He lifted her in
his hands and toppled her on the bed and threw himself on her body. She was
crushed under his weight as Sandesh penetrated her roughly and groaned while
thrusting her opening rough. My wife sensed her tunnels filled and overflowing
with this man’s seeds as he kept pumping her at great vigor and pace. They were
sweating profusely when he finally stopped and collapsed on the bed with my wife
in his firm grip. Richa offered to kiss and lick his sweating body and cleaned his
shaft too. Sandesh was overwhelmed with Richa's involvement and regained
erection almost instantly.
“We have to get going!” Sandesh pushed Richa away much to her amazement.

[nand]

Bharat (aka nasty brain)
My wife hates me thinking about her; she loves reading it though
http://www.xossip.com/showthread.php?t=1192923

Miss you  Bharat . 
Please come back.

[nand]

This story is written by bharats81 in old xossip.com. 

All credit goes to  him  am just  a copypaster

Enjoy  the story 

Still waiting for BHARATS 81 to come here. Anyone know his mail id please invite him here.

[nand]

Is "BHARATH"arrived here? If so please continue bro

[foogy]

when will there be any update ?

[ramidhaprincess]

Can someone notify the author pls?

[nand]

I gave pm to all bharat in this forum. No response, if anybody knows Bharat and this site then only he can come here

[Iamyourslady]

I did send a couple of emails to him . I provided links to desixossip and this site .so far I havent received any response. I am hoping Richa is safe

[nand]

Do you have Bharat"s mail id. Please send me in private.

[Iamyourslady]

Do you have Bharat"s mail id. Please send me in private.

Done check your pm