30-05-2020, 11:20 PM
Both, Alpesh and Thakkar, were done by then and had put on their clothes. “Sanjay ji”, Alpesh suggested that Sanjay wasn’t done as they were beginning to leave. Raja gave a thumbs up to Sanjay, but he waited for his colleagues to leave. Richa was somewhat irritated when she noticed Sanjay and Raja chitchatting while she was still lying naked on the bed and blindfolded. She didn’t exhibit her displeasure though she raised herself trying to be close to the fan. “Mein jaa sakti hoon? (Can I leave?)”, she asked them politely. The duo was enjoying their snacks and tea. “Pati kab ayega? (When is your husband coming home?)”, Raja asked her while munching the warm samosa. She wasn’t allowed to check her messages and instead was asked to call me. “Hey honey, when are you getting home?”, she asked me straight away. I was quite busy, and it was showing heavy traffic on the way back to road. So, I informed her that I will take at least 2 hours. “Good! Kam se kam 1 ghanta hai aapne pass! (Good! We have at least an hour each!)”, Raja commented even before the phone was disconnected. Richa waited patiently for another 5-10 minutes until Sanjay finished his snacks and was ready to go. It wasn’t quite eventful though as Sanjay made her suck his shaft for a brief before pumping her. He is a muscular strong man and well endowed too! Richa did well as he touched every corner of her tunnel and varied his pace expertly. He had a wider reach too as he kept kissing her as well as pressing her melons hard in between. He wasn’t of a kinky category but very strong in his actions and he ensured Richa was exhausted by the end of his 15-20 minute of continuous pumping. She was sweating all over again when he discharged huge loads inside and instantly made her clean his member too. Richa was glad realizing that he left immediately after he was thoroughly pleased.
“Abhi patti nikal lo! (Remove that scarf (blindfold) now!)”, my wife was asked by Raja.
She did so immediately only to find Raja sitting in a tee shirt and short pants. She suddenly felt awkward with her own nakedness and tried covering her chest with hands. Raja’s wry smile added to her discomfort as she crossed her legs to further cover herself. “Kuch chahiye khane peene? (Do you need something to eat or drink?)”, Raja asked my wife while his eyes roamed on her flesh. My wife refused politely. She, so eagerly, wanted to tell him to get done but couldn’t express it and rather stayed looking down, looking up only occasionally. Raja was still sipping his ‘Fanta’, so my wife quietly reached out to her phone and checked messages. She messaged me to call her 15 minutes before reaching home and this time I acknowledged instantly and told her to have fun. “Puri nangi to dekh chuke hai… (Haven’t we seen you all bare?)”, Raja taunted when my wife continued covering her bosom after keeping the phone aside. Another few minutes passed without action and added to Richa's frustration. “Chala! Aaj tumchya ghari mazaa karu ya! (Let’s go and have fun at your house!)”, Raja finally shocked my wife with his plan. Richa expressed her dissent instantly and instead negotiated for same room, much to her own embarrassment. “Yaha pe kar lo na please! (Could you please do me here?)”, she pleaded in desperation to Raja.
“Ghari jau ya nahitar ithe public toilet madhe anghol karun ya! Choice tumchi! (Either we go to your home or you take a bath at the common public toilet in the slums! Choice is yours!)”, Raja didn’t really put much choice to my wife.
Richa would have preferred the option any day but was slightly concerned about walking to premises with him. She was concerned about oldies (especially Nagarkar) noticing her with him, he had already caught her with Imran and made her confess! She shivered how he would treat her knowing some men from the adjacent slums were banging her too! But she wasn’t going to have all the time and had to decide quickly. After some considerations, she chose the plan of moving to our house and requested Raja to be decent while walking through the premises. She dried herself with the stole and handkerchief temporarily and put on her clothes in hurry. Her makeup was all gone, and hairs jumbled too but she didn’t have much option with it anyways. The bigger challenge was that she had to walk towards the road from the slum towards bus stop and enter the premises through regular gates. The short cut she had taken previous day wasn’t allowed for outsiders, so, Raja couldn’t have entered from there. It was a difficult walk of 5-7 minutes especially through the by-lanes of those tiny houses where almost everyone was out of their home, and Raja was walking shamelessly closer to her. Richa tried to walk as briskly as she could until they reached the road and towards the main entrance of our premises. “Humare guest hai! (He is our guest!)”, Richa informed the security as they walked through the gate. “Please!”, she pleaded Raja to keep some distance as they walked by the garden area towards our wing. She kept looking around but didn’t locate her oldies as they walked through. Raja didn’t create any scene although Richa was nervous at the way he was ogling at some of the other ladies from the colony. He didn’t try anything until they passed through the lobby and lifts and were inside the house.
“Chalo! Ek hi ghanta bacha hai aab! Bathroom chalet hai! (Let’s get started! Just an hour to go! Let’s move to the bathroom!)”, Raja finally expressed some urgency.
My wife led him to our guest bathroom that had a standing bath and toilet vs. the bathtub. Raja wasn’t aware of our master bath as he had enjoyed Richa on holi also in the same bathroom. She gargled and washed her mouth while Raja pulled off his clothes and entered the bath. She joined him and turned on the shower with warm water. Raja poured some liquid soap on her and started massaging her body while Richa started cleaning herself too. She was mostly facing away from him, but he didn’t object and used the opportunity to slap her bums erotically. Richa didn’t mind that while she fingered herself and cleaned her groin of all the juices and washed her melons too. Raja turned her around after a couple of minutes and started kissing her. “Dayawan style?” he reminded Richa of the bathing scene from Dayawan movie and asked her to soap his body. Richa obliged and started spreading the foam on his hairy body. She covered his face, shoulders, chests, arms, pits, back and stomach before moving further down. Raja enjoyed caressing her body and pressing her tits in between. She, then, went down on her knees and applied soap on his legs and gradually moved up to his groin. His member was erect already and jumped in excitement as her hands gently soaped it. Raja loved it and pulled her closer and grabbed tightly. He also took a good amount of soap and applied on her face, pushing into her eyes too, making her close them intentionally. He then shocked her as he suddenly pushed a finger up her rear side. Richa was scared as he parted her bum cheeks and thumped a finger up her hole without any warning. She didn’t exhibit her nervousness but slowly grabbed his member instead and started stroking him furiously and gently moved his hand away.
“Bass ya var kutre! (Sit on this (toilet commode) bitch!)”, Raja groaned in excitement.
And he didn’t wait but lifted my wife and threw her on the closed toilet seat. Richa almost thumped on it but adjusted quickly to open her legs. Raja was raring to go and penetrated her in a single stroke. The water was lubricating but Raja thrusted really hard causing some moaning. He placed her hands behind and kissed her wildly and kneaded her breasts really hard. His strokes remained equally vigorous too. Richa was relieved to have him in action and tried everything on her part to keep him engaged. She sensed it to be first wave and played along, letting him however he wanted. Raja was extremely aggressive for 7-8 minutes and his kissing and kneading of her chest was brutal. Richa struggled but managed to see it through before he calmed down a bit. He was still hard and kept pumping her with same power although he stopped the atrocities with her top. He allowed Richa to grab his bums with her hand and adjusted herself to let him go deeper. She herself kept cupping her breasts or raising her torso to kiss him and let him have all the fun. She encouraged him to blast her bums and thighs also. Raja was now into a rhythm, his shaft pumping her tunnel, he kissing her lips or sucking her melons, his hands kneading her nips and spanking her bums and thighs alternatively. There was some good noise, but I think our neighbors are used to it by now so Richa didn’t care. He was teasing Richa all the while but when he was reaching his peak, he started twisting her clit and lower lips. She couldn’t hold her moans and they grew louder as they climaxed. Both of them reached the point and hugger each other tightly as Raja emptied his load inside her.
“Parat anghol aata! (Another bath now!)”, Raja winked as he gathered his breathing.
My wife smiled back, and they entered the bath second time. No instructions were needed this time as both soaped each other. Richa offered extra attention to his shaft and carefully pushed the skin back to clean it thoroughly. She massaged the limp one slowly to ensure removals of their juices and stray hairs. She used good quantity of soap while pulling and pushing the foreskin of his member and Raja loved her attention. When she stood up again, Raja hugged her tightly one more time. Their sloppy bodies caressed against each other but Richa was careful enough this time. She tried her best to avoid getting soaped on her eyes, but Raja managed to mess her face one more time. She breathed long but nothing happened, Raja didn’t try anything with her rear. She was relieved and tried to open her eyes. “Ghalu ka magun bot? (Shall I put a finger behind (in rear)?)”, he asked rhetorical question. But before my wife could react, he grabbed her neck firmly and pushed a finger up her hole another time. Aaaaah! My wife moaned instantly, and her eyes closed in anticipation. “Kya hua? (What happened?”, Raja asked her while slapping her face gently. Just when Richa opened her eyes to respond, he poked the finger up again. “Please no!”, my wife responded this time although she closed the eyes again. “ka bara? (Why not?)”, he asked her again tapping her cheeks. Richa didn’t answer this time and kept her eyes closed. Raja kept probing her and pushing the finger a bit up! He wasn’t pushing hard but he could hear Richa's heart racing! She remained quiet but her body was pulsating with every probe!
“Chala, bed var jau ya! Ardha taas tari ahe ajun! (Come. Let us go to bed now! I still have minimum of half an hour!)”, Raja announced much to Richa's growing concern.
“Abhi patti nikal lo! (Remove that scarf (blindfold) now!)”, my wife was asked by Raja.
She did so immediately only to find Raja sitting in a tee shirt and short pants. She suddenly felt awkward with her own nakedness and tried covering her chest with hands. Raja’s wry smile added to her discomfort as she crossed her legs to further cover herself. “Kuch chahiye khane peene? (Do you need something to eat or drink?)”, Raja asked my wife while his eyes roamed on her flesh. My wife refused politely. She, so eagerly, wanted to tell him to get done but couldn’t express it and rather stayed looking down, looking up only occasionally. Raja was still sipping his ‘Fanta’, so my wife quietly reached out to her phone and checked messages. She messaged me to call her 15 minutes before reaching home and this time I acknowledged instantly and told her to have fun. “Puri nangi to dekh chuke hai… (Haven’t we seen you all bare?)”, Raja taunted when my wife continued covering her bosom after keeping the phone aside. Another few minutes passed without action and added to Richa's frustration. “Chala! Aaj tumchya ghari mazaa karu ya! (Let’s go and have fun at your house!)”, Raja finally shocked my wife with his plan. Richa expressed her dissent instantly and instead negotiated for same room, much to her own embarrassment. “Yaha pe kar lo na please! (Could you please do me here?)”, she pleaded in desperation to Raja.
“Ghari jau ya nahitar ithe public toilet madhe anghol karun ya! Choice tumchi! (Either we go to your home or you take a bath at the common public toilet in the slums! Choice is yours!)”, Raja didn’t really put much choice to my wife.
Richa would have preferred the option any day but was slightly concerned about walking to premises with him. She was concerned about oldies (especially Nagarkar) noticing her with him, he had already caught her with Imran and made her confess! She shivered how he would treat her knowing some men from the adjacent slums were banging her too! But she wasn’t going to have all the time and had to decide quickly. After some considerations, she chose the plan of moving to our house and requested Raja to be decent while walking through the premises. She dried herself with the stole and handkerchief temporarily and put on her clothes in hurry. Her makeup was all gone, and hairs jumbled too but she didn’t have much option with it anyways. The bigger challenge was that she had to walk towards the road from the slum towards bus stop and enter the premises through regular gates. The short cut she had taken previous day wasn’t allowed for outsiders, so, Raja couldn’t have entered from there. It was a difficult walk of 5-7 minutes especially through the by-lanes of those tiny houses where almost everyone was out of their home, and Raja was walking shamelessly closer to her. Richa tried to walk as briskly as she could until they reached the road and towards the main entrance of our premises. “Humare guest hai! (He is our guest!)”, Richa informed the security as they walked through the gate. “Please!”, she pleaded Raja to keep some distance as they walked by the garden area towards our wing. She kept looking around but didn’t locate her oldies as they walked through. Raja didn’t create any scene although Richa was nervous at the way he was ogling at some of the other ladies from the colony. He didn’t try anything until they passed through the lobby and lifts and were inside the house.
“Chalo! Ek hi ghanta bacha hai aab! Bathroom chalet hai! (Let’s get started! Just an hour to go! Let’s move to the bathroom!)”, Raja finally expressed some urgency.
My wife led him to our guest bathroom that had a standing bath and toilet vs. the bathtub. Raja wasn’t aware of our master bath as he had enjoyed Richa on holi also in the same bathroom. She gargled and washed her mouth while Raja pulled off his clothes and entered the bath. She joined him and turned on the shower with warm water. Raja poured some liquid soap on her and started massaging her body while Richa started cleaning herself too. She was mostly facing away from him, but he didn’t object and used the opportunity to slap her bums erotically. Richa didn’t mind that while she fingered herself and cleaned her groin of all the juices and washed her melons too. Raja turned her around after a couple of minutes and started kissing her. “Dayawan style?” he reminded Richa of the bathing scene from Dayawan movie and asked her to soap his body. Richa obliged and started spreading the foam on his hairy body. She covered his face, shoulders, chests, arms, pits, back and stomach before moving further down. Raja enjoyed caressing her body and pressing her tits in between. She, then, went down on her knees and applied soap on his legs and gradually moved up to his groin. His member was erect already and jumped in excitement as her hands gently soaped it. Raja loved it and pulled her closer and grabbed tightly. He also took a good amount of soap and applied on her face, pushing into her eyes too, making her close them intentionally. He then shocked her as he suddenly pushed a finger up her rear side. Richa was scared as he parted her bum cheeks and thumped a finger up her hole without any warning. She didn’t exhibit her nervousness but slowly grabbed his member instead and started stroking him furiously and gently moved his hand away.
“Bass ya var kutre! (Sit on this (toilet commode) bitch!)”, Raja groaned in excitement.
And he didn’t wait but lifted my wife and threw her on the closed toilet seat. Richa almost thumped on it but adjusted quickly to open her legs. Raja was raring to go and penetrated her in a single stroke. The water was lubricating but Raja thrusted really hard causing some moaning. He placed her hands behind and kissed her wildly and kneaded her breasts really hard. His strokes remained equally vigorous too. Richa was relieved to have him in action and tried everything on her part to keep him engaged. She sensed it to be first wave and played along, letting him however he wanted. Raja was extremely aggressive for 7-8 minutes and his kissing and kneading of her chest was brutal. Richa struggled but managed to see it through before he calmed down a bit. He was still hard and kept pumping her with same power although he stopped the atrocities with her top. He allowed Richa to grab his bums with her hand and adjusted herself to let him go deeper. She herself kept cupping her breasts or raising her torso to kiss him and let him have all the fun. She encouraged him to blast her bums and thighs also. Raja was now into a rhythm, his shaft pumping her tunnel, he kissing her lips or sucking her melons, his hands kneading her nips and spanking her bums and thighs alternatively. There was some good noise, but I think our neighbors are used to it by now so Richa didn’t care. He was teasing Richa all the while but when he was reaching his peak, he started twisting her clit and lower lips. She couldn’t hold her moans and they grew louder as they climaxed. Both of them reached the point and hugger each other tightly as Raja emptied his load inside her.
“Parat anghol aata! (Another bath now!)”, Raja winked as he gathered his breathing.
My wife smiled back, and they entered the bath second time. No instructions were needed this time as both soaped each other. Richa offered extra attention to his shaft and carefully pushed the skin back to clean it thoroughly. She massaged the limp one slowly to ensure removals of their juices and stray hairs. She used good quantity of soap while pulling and pushing the foreskin of his member and Raja loved her attention. When she stood up again, Raja hugged her tightly one more time. Their sloppy bodies caressed against each other but Richa was careful enough this time. She tried her best to avoid getting soaped on her eyes, but Raja managed to mess her face one more time. She breathed long but nothing happened, Raja didn’t try anything with her rear. She was relieved and tried to open her eyes. “Ghalu ka magun bot? (Shall I put a finger behind (in rear)?)”, he asked rhetorical question. But before my wife could react, he grabbed her neck firmly and pushed a finger up her hole another time. Aaaaah! My wife moaned instantly, and her eyes closed in anticipation. “Kya hua? (What happened?”, Raja asked her while slapping her face gently. Just when Richa opened her eyes to respond, he poked the finger up again. “Please no!”, my wife responded this time although she closed the eyes again. “ka bara? (Why not?)”, he asked her again tapping her cheeks. Richa didn’t answer this time and kept her eyes closed. Raja kept probing her and pushing the finger a bit up! He wasn’t pushing hard but he could hear Richa's heart racing! She remained quiet but her body was pulsating with every probe!
“Chala, bed var jau ya! Ardha taas tari ahe ajun! (Come. Let us go to bed now! I still have minimum of half an hour!)”, Raja announced much to Richa's growing concern.
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