23-11-2018, 12:03 PM
"Sali, kutiya , sali randi" Gopal abused my wife as he slapped her hard on her face. The impact made my wife's face swing away to the opposite side.
Angrily he tugged at the the rest of her clothes . My wife held his hands as he was trying to remove her sari.
"Gopal, main bheek mangti hoon, mukhe chordo" my wife pleaded "please, aisa mat karo. Mera zindagi barbaad mat karo" ("Gopal, I beg you, please leave. Don't do this . Don't spoil my life")
Gopal was like a predator who was in no mood to leave his prey. Indeed my wife looked like a helpless prey as Gopal pushed away my wife's hand, but my wife clung on to her sari. Gopal tried hard but she wouldn't. Irritated, he slapped my wife hard again. The impact of the slap made her loosen her grip on her sari. The slap was hard and she was in a temporary daze. Gopal took advantage of the moment, and pulled her sari down leaving her only in her petticoat. I have to admit that my wife looked very sexy and sumptuous lying like that on the bed. Hurriedly, Gopal tried to pull away her petticoat too, but by then my wife was again resisting our servant's attempts to strip her.
"Pleeeeaseeeeee Noooo" My wife begged in vain to Gopal
"Haath hataa kutiya, aaj main tujhe apna randi banaoonga" ordered Gopal. ("Remove your hands bitch, I will make you my whore today")
"Nooo Noooooo.." Anu's pleas were drowned by the ringing sounds of another slap. And another. He slapped her two-three times contiuously, leaving my wife shocked, unable to speak, only shaking spasmodically in jerky sobs. She was crying non-stop all through the ordeal.
Despite my curiousity, I was feeling terribly angry with Gopal for handling her so brutally.
Very roughly, Gopal pulled out the petticoat through her legs and feet. The sight of seeing Anu's naked smooth fair body, only clad in a panty, seemed to suddenly drive Gopal crazy. He dropped his pants and underwear in a record speed. By the time my wife realized, he was standing in front of the bed totally naked. Anu tried to get up, but he instantly pushed her back on the bed forcefully, and literally jumped on her. She was buried under him. I couldn't see her properly, but could hear her muffled crying.
I could see Gopal's right hand move lower down to his pelvic region. He was gyrating his groin on top of my wife's and with the help of his hand he pulled her panty down to her knees and with his leg he pushed it further down to her ankle. My wife was absolutely helpless and unseen under Gopal's body. With a final flick of his toes, Gopal pushed her panty away from her feet onto the bed. Now both Gopal and my wife were stark naked, bodies crushed against each other, and the only sounds heard were of my wife crying. Anu's hands were trying to push him away from top of her, but he was much heavier and stronger for her delicate hands.
With a sense of urgency, Gopal parted my wife's legs with his legs and then arched his pelvic upward, as if to position himself correctly. He lifted the middle of his body in the air and at that moment I saw penis. I was shocked.. It was massive - much bigger than mine, though whole body size wise he was smaller than me. But I was more shocked when I realized he was preparing to enter my wife. Normally during our lovemaking we have a lot of foreplay and that lubricates my wife's vagina. But I was sure my wife's vagina must be dry now and will hurt badly, if Gopal tries to enter her unlubricated with his massive penis.
While pinning down my wife's hands with his hands, Gopal lowered his pelvic region back onto her, until his penis was right in front my wife's vagina. My wife was going on crying fitfully and pleading with a muffled voice. I could sense she had become very weak physically with all the struggle and resistance.
Suddenly with a heavy powerful push Gopal entered my wife, making her scream out in extreme pain.
My wife was almost delirious with pain. She was alternating between loud screams of agony and muffled incoherent pleas, as Gopal continued to push deeper into Anu's vagina. Tears were trickling down her cheek. I was feeling very sorry for her. I was wondering whether after witnessing the torture of my wife like a mute spectator, would I be able to forgive myself ?
Gopal was merciless and ruthless, as he thrust his cock hard into my wife's vagina. But it was refusing to go in easily, compelling Gopal to use all his brute force. And each thrust brought out heart wrenching screams from my wife. Gopal didn't seem to bother much about Anu's pain rather he was busy satisfying his a****lish lust. When he finally penetrated my wife's vagina completely, he pulled it out with equal ferocity making my wife gasp. And without a second's rest he thrust his cock right back into her vagina - with even greater speed and force. Anu screamed in pain.
It was too late for me to leave for home or call the security officer. And anyway calling the security officer when the deed has been done would serve no purpose but only cause more embarrassment. I kept watching.
Slowly, the speed and frequency of entering and withdrawing his cock from my wife's vagina kept increasing, like the piston of a steam engine. My wife's body too was moving up and down the bed with each thrust of his cock. Though her eyes were closed , tears were still trickling down from them. She was tighly holding the blanket on the bed with a clenched fist as she kept crying and groaning in pain.
Gopal's face was moving up and down over Anu's face, as his cock went in and out of her. My wife clinched her fist even tighter as Gopal kept violently ravaging my wife. I was just hoping she wouldn't faint or anything like that, as for a long time she hadn't opened her eyes. Her painful groans and pleas were getting more and more muffled whereas Gopal was getting more and more loud and vocal
"Ahhh..uhhhh. .oooohhh. .ahhhh..uhhh. .mmm" Gopal was huffing and puffing as his body movement got into a rhythm
"ahhh, ohhh, Kya choot hai teri, meri randi" he panted out lewdly "kya chudti hai tu....ooohhhhh" ("What a pussy you have. How nicely you fuck !")
"ahhhh..Mazaa aa raha hai naa ab saali ?... aaahhhh" he asked my wife, who was in no position to reply and just kept her eyes closed. (" arent you now enjoying it, bitch?" )
"mmmmm...abey saali bol, mazaa aa raha hai na ?" he went on "ohhhhh....teri choot ras se kitna bheeg gaya hai" ("c'mon bitch tell me , arent you enjoying it? You pussy is so wet now !")
I couldn't believe my ears. No way my wife could be getting wet by this brute's fucking. He surely must be just going on an imaginative vicarious trip to satisfy himself.
Not getting a reply, Gopal started pumping his cock even harder, bringing out groans from my wife. Gopal smiled .
"Accha lag raha hai na ?" Gopal asked in between his heavy breaths. ("arent you liking it ?")
Gopal just wouldn't give up. He was mistaking my wife's groans of pain, as signs of pleasure.
Still getting no reply, Gopal completely withdrew his cock out of her. My wife gasped as Gopal's massive cock completely moved out of her body. But then something which caught my eye, surprised me. As Gopal's cock moved out, Anu's pelvic region arched upwards trying to not let go off his cock !! Atleast it seemed so. Bu, It couldn't be, I thought. My eyes and Gopal's words must be playing tricks on me. I watched on.
Then Gopal placed the tip of his cock back on the entrance of my wife's pussy, but instead of entering it he stayed still and waited. But he didn't have to wait for long, as within a fraction of a second, my wife's pussy as a reflex action, seemed to push itself upwards towards Gopal's cock and taking a bit of it inside. Gopal looked very pleased at what happened, but I was shocked. I couldn't believe it. Was my wife's body out of her control, was it reacting on its own to Gopal's cock ? As I was thinking I saw Gopal push the rest of his cock into my wife's pussy with a single powerful thrust. In an instant his cock completely disappeared into my wife's pussy, bring out a loud moan from her.
I was dumbfounded by what I saw.
As Gopal increased his pace, Anu's moans also got louder and more frequent.
"ahhhhhh,..ohhhhhhh hh..ahhhhh. .ohhhhh" my wife kept rambling
"Mera lund kaise lag raha hai ?" Gopal asked with a wicked smile ("You liking my cock ?" )
I was sure she couldn't be enjoying such a big cock. It must be tearing her vagina. Gopal is just imagining things in his mind. And moreover, Anu was never comfortable with even a bit of dirty talking, let alone the filthly lewd language of this illiterate brute.
But when I saw my wife's pelvic region going up and down to meet each thrust of Gopal's cock I was unsure. She wasn't lying still the way she was a few minutes before, but now her body was moving, in rhythm with Gopal's.
Maybe its just the reflex action of her body, I reasoned. I was sure, her mind must be hating it. She must be repulsed by this b**st on top of her.
Anu was holding the blanket very tightly in her fist by now, almost crushing it.
"Memsaab, aankh kholo" Gopal urged my wife.. ("Madam, open your eyes")
My wife was surprised he used the word `memsaab" again and she opened her eyes. Gopal's face was right on top of her, just a few inches separated them.
Moment her eyes were fully open, Gopal began to thrust his cock harder and faster into her pussy brining out gasps and moans from her. She begin to close her eys perhaps not comfortable meeting our servant's gaze.
"Aankh mat band karo, memsaab" Gopal instructed as he pushed hard into her. ("don't close your eyes's madam)
I was surprised again when she heeded Gopal's instruction and kept her eyes open.
Gopal was looking straight into her eyes, but she was avoiding his direct stare.
"ohhhhhh...memsaab. ..ahhhhhh" Gopal gurgled as he thrust hard.
He kept calling out to my wife as "memsaab" and would thrust hard each time he called her so. It became a pattern. Gopal seemed to be enjoying calling my wife so, while fucking her, but astonishingly, it seemed to effect my wife too.
Everytime he called her so, Anu would look at him directly into his eyes. After a point she didn't take her eyes away at all. As my wife and our servant fucked, they kept staring into each other's eyes. She had a glazed look, and everytime she groaned her mouth would open into an "O" shape. I must confess, seeing her like that was giving me a raging hard on.
Seeing my wife like that, Gopal too got very keyed up. He pulled himself back a bit and raised my wife's legs on either side of his shoulders.. He started ramming his cock into her pussy as fast as he could, while holding her leg up, pointing towards the ceiling.
This new position made my wife squirm and wriggle. Unable to assimilate the new sensations she bit her lips and wound her legs across Gopal's neck.
She was groaning loudly and by now I was certain those were sounds of pleasure, not pain. I should have felt jealous and angry at seeing my wife enjoying sex with another man , that too with our servant, but instead, I was aroused like hell. I had to masturbate ! Making sure that the door to my chamber was locked, I took out my cock and began to jerk off.
By now Gopal had again lowered himself, but didn't reduce the speed or force of his thrusts. My wife was by now out of control of her senses and shamelessly moaned with pleasure, looking into our servant's eyes.
"ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh memsaab" Gopal moaned "memsaaaaaaab" ("ohhhhhhhh madam")
"ohhhhhh..haaaaaan. .gopal" my wife responded as she placed both her arms on his shoulders. ("yesssssss Gopal")
This was her first words and response to Gopal. My cock stirred and throbbed seeing this sexual union, seeing my wife in the throes of pleasure.
"ohhhhhhhh.. memsaab , mera lund se chudna achcha lag raha hai ?" Gopal asked ("madam you like to get fucked by my cock ?")
"ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ....haaaaan. ." my wife replied in between her heavy moaning and panting ("ohhhhhhhhh yesssss")
The depraved conversation was making precum ooze from my cock
Angrily he tugged at the the rest of her clothes . My wife held his hands as he was trying to remove her sari.
"Gopal, main bheek mangti hoon, mukhe chordo" my wife pleaded "please, aisa mat karo. Mera zindagi barbaad mat karo" ("Gopal, I beg you, please leave. Don't do this . Don't spoil my life")
Gopal was like a predator who was in no mood to leave his prey. Indeed my wife looked like a helpless prey as Gopal pushed away my wife's hand, but my wife clung on to her sari. Gopal tried hard but she wouldn't. Irritated, he slapped my wife hard again. The impact of the slap made her loosen her grip on her sari. The slap was hard and she was in a temporary daze. Gopal took advantage of the moment, and pulled her sari down leaving her only in her petticoat. I have to admit that my wife looked very sexy and sumptuous lying like that on the bed. Hurriedly, Gopal tried to pull away her petticoat too, but by then my wife was again resisting our servant's attempts to strip her.
"Pleeeeaseeeeee Noooo" My wife begged in vain to Gopal
"Haath hataa kutiya, aaj main tujhe apna randi banaoonga" ordered Gopal. ("Remove your hands bitch, I will make you my whore today")
"Nooo Noooooo.." Anu's pleas were drowned by the ringing sounds of another slap. And another. He slapped her two-three times contiuously, leaving my wife shocked, unable to speak, only shaking spasmodically in jerky sobs. She was crying non-stop all through the ordeal.
Despite my curiousity, I was feeling terribly angry with Gopal for handling her so brutally.
Very roughly, Gopal pulled out the petticoat through her legs and feet. The sight of seeing Anu's naked smooth fair body, only clad in a panty, seemed to suddenly drive Gopal crazy. He dropped his pants and underwear in a record speed. By the time my wife realized, he was standing in front of the bed totally naked. Anu tried to get up, but he instantly pushed her back on the bed forcefully, and literally jumped on her. She was buried under him. I couldn't see her properly, but could hear her muffled crying.
I could see Gopal's right hand move lower down to his pelvic region. He was gyrating his groin on top of my wife's and with the help of his hand he pulled her panty down to her knees and with his leg he pushed it further down to her ankle. My wife was absolutely helpless and unseen under Gopal's body. With a final flick of his toes, Gopal pushed her panty away from her feet onto the bed. Now both Gopal and my wife were stark naked, bodies crushed against each other, and the only sounds heard were of my wife crying. Anu's hands were trying to push him away from top of her, but he was much heavier and stronger for her delicate hands.
With a sense of urgency, Gopal parted my wife's legs with his legs and then arched his pelvic upward, as if to position himself correctly. He lifted the middle of his body in the air and at that moment I saw penis. I was shocked.. It was massive - much bigger than mine, though whole body size wise he was smaller than me. But I was more shocked when I realized he was preparing to enter my wife. Normally during our lovemaking we have a lot of foreplay and that lubricates my wife's vagina. But I was sure my wife's vagina must be dry now and will hurt badly, if Gopal tries to enter her unlubricated with his massive penis.
While pinning down my wife's hands with his hands, Gopal lowered his pelvic region back onto her, until his penis was right in front my wife's vagina. My wife was going on crying fitfully and pleading with a muffled voice. I could sense she had become very weak physically with all the struggle and resistance.
Suddenly with a heavy powerful push Gopal entered my wife, making her scream out in extreme pain.
My wife was almost delirious with pain. She was alternating between loud screams of agony and muffled incoherent pleas, as Gopal continued to push deeper into Anu's vagina. Tears were trickling down her cheek. I was feeling very sorry for her. I was wondering whether after witnessing the torture of my wife like a mute spectator, would I be able to forgive myself ?
Gopal was merciless and ruthless, as he thrust his cock hard into my wife's vagina. But it was refusing to go in easily, compelling Gopal to use all his brute force. And each thrust brought out heart wrenching screams from my wife. Gopal didn't seem to bother much about Anu's pain rather he was busy satisfying his a****lish lust. When he finally penetrated my wife's vagina completely, he pulled it out with equal ferocity making my wife gasp. And without a second's rest he thrust his cock right back into her vagina - with even greater speed and force. Anu screamed in pain.
It was too late for me to leave for home or call the security officer. And anyway calling the security officer when the deed has been done would serve no purpose but only cause more embarrassment. I kept watching.
Slowly, the speed and frequency of entering and withdrawing his cock from my wife's vagina kept increasing, like the piston of a steam engine. My wife's body too was moving up and down the bed with each thrust of his cock. Though her eyes were closed , tears were still trickling down from them. She was tighly holding the blanket on the bed with a clenched fist as she kept crying and groaning in pain.
Gopal's face was moving up and down over Anu's face, as his cock went in and out of her. My wife clinched her fist even tighter as Gopal kept violently ravaging my wife. I was just hoping she wouldn't faint or anything like that, as for a long time she hadn't opened her eyes. Her painful groans and pleas were getting more and more muffled whereas Gopal was getting more and more loud and vocal
"Ahhh..uhhhh. .oooohhh. .ahhhh..uhhh. .mmm" Gopal was huffing and puffing as his body movement got into a rhythm
"ahhh, ohhh, Kya choot hai teri, meri randi" he panted out lewdly "kya chudti hai tu....ooohhhhh" ("What a pussy you have. How nicely you fuck !")
"ahhhh..Mazaa aa raha hai naa ab saali ?... aaahhhh" he asked my wife, who was in no position to reply and just kept her eyes closed. (" arent you now enjoying it, bitch?" )
"mmmmm...abey saali bol, mazaa aa raha hai na ?" he went on "ohhhhh....teri choot ras se kitna bheeg gaya hai" ("c'mon bitch tell me , arent you enjoying it? You pussy is so wet now !")
I couldn't believe my ears. No way my wife could be getting wet by this brute's fucking. He surely must be just going on an imaginative vicarious trip to satisfy himself.
Not getting a reply, Gopal started pumping his cock even harder, bringing out groans from my wife. Gopal smiled .
"Accha lag raha hai na ?" Gopal asked in between his heavy breaths. ("arent you liking it ?")
Gopal just wouldn't give up. He was mistaking my wife's groans of pain, as signs of pleasure.
Still getting no reply, Gopal completely withdrew his cock out of her. My wife gasped as Gopal's massive cock completely moved out of her body. But then something which caught my eye, surprised me. As Gopal's cock moved out, Anu's pelvic region arched upwards trying to not let go off his cock !! Atleast it seemed so. Bu, It couldn't be, I thought. My eyes and Gopal's words must be playing tricks on me. I watched on.
Then Gopal placed the tip of his cock back on the entrance of my wife's pussy, but instead of entering it he stayed still and waited. But he didn't have to wait for long, as within a fraction of a second, my wife's pussy as a reflex action, seemed to push itself upwards towards Gopal's cock and taking a bit of it inside. Gopal looked very pleased at what happened, but I was shocked. I couldn't believe it. Was my wife's body out of her control, was it reacting on its own to Gopal's cock ? As I was thinking I saw Gopal push the rest of his cock into my wife's pussy with a single powerful thrust. In an instant his cock completely disappeared into my wife's pussy, bring out a loud moan from her.
I was dumbfounded by what I saw.
As Gopal increased his pace, Anu's moans also got louder and more frequent.
"ahhhhhh,..ohhhhhhh hh..ahhhhh. .ohhhhh" my wife kept rambling
"Mera lund kaise lag raha hai ?" Gopal asked with a wicked smile ("You liking my cock ?" )
I was sure she couldn't be enjoying such a big cock. It must be tearing her vagina. Gopal is just imagining things in his mind. And moreover, Anu was never comfortable with even a bit of dirty talking, let alone the filthly lewd language of this illiterate brute.
But when I saw my wife's pelvic region going up and down to meet each thrust of Gopal's cock I was unsure. She wasn't lying still the way she was a few minutes before, but now her body was moving, in rhythm with Gopal's.
Maybe its just the reflex action of her body, I reasoned. I was sure, her mind must be hating it. She must be repulsed by this b**st on top of her.
Anu was holding the blanket very tightly in her fist by now, almost crushing it.
"Memsaab, aankh kholo" Gopal urged my wife.. ("Madam, open your eyes")
My wife was surprised he used the word `memsaab" again and she opened her eyes. Gopal's face was right on top of her, just a few inches separated them.
Moment her eyes were fully open, Gopal began to thrust his cock harder and faster into her pussy brining out gasps and moans from her. She begin to close her eys perhaps not comfortable meeting our servant's gaze.
"Aankh mat band karo, memsaab" Gopal instructed as he pushed hard into her. ("don't close your eyes's madam)
I was surprised again when she heeded Gopal's instruction and kept her eyes open.
Gopal was looking straight into her eyes, but she was avoiding his direct stare.
"ohhhhhh...memsaab. ..ahhhhhh" Gopal gurgled as he thrust hard.
He kept calling out to my wife as "memsaab" and would thrust hard each time he called her so. It became a pattern. Gopal seemed to be enjoying calling my wife so, while fucking her, but astonishingly, it seemed to effect my wife too.
Everytime he called her so, Anu would look at him directly into his eyes. After a point she didn't take her eyes away at all. As my wife and our servant fucked, they kept staring into each other's eyes. She had a glazed look, and everytime she groaned her mouth would open into an "O" shape. I must confess, seeing her like that was giving me a raging hard on.
Seeing my wife like that, Gopal too got very keyed up. He pulled himself back a bit and raised my wife's legs on either side of his shoulders.. He started ramming his cock into her pussy as fast as he could, while holding her leg up, pointing towards the ceiling.
This new position made my wife squirm and wriggle. Unable to assimilate the new sensations she bit her lips and wound her legs across Gopal's neck.
She was groaning loudly and by now I was certain those were sounds of pleasure, not pain. I should have felt jealous and angry at seeing my wife enjoying sex with another man , that too with our servant, but instead, I was aroused like hell. I had to masturbate ! Making sure that the door to my chamber was locked, I took out my cock and began to jerk off.
By now Gopal had again lowered himself, but didn't reduce the speed or force of his thrusts. My wife was by now out of control of her senses and shamelessly moaned with pleasure, looking into our servant's eyes.
"ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh memsaab" Gopal moaned "memsaaaaaaab" ("ohhhhhhhh madam")
"ohhhhhh..haaaaaan. .gopal" my wife responded as she placed both her arms on his shoulders. ("yesssssss Gopal")
This was her first words and response to Gopal. My cock stirred and throbbed seeing this sexual union, seeing my wife in the throes of pleasure.
"ohhhhhhhh.. memsaab , mera lund se chudna achcha lag raha hai ?" Gopal asked ("madam you like to get fucked by my cock ?")
"ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ....haaaaan. ." my wife replied in between her heavy moaning and panting ("ohhhhhhhhh yesssss")
The depraved conversation was making precum ooze from my cock
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