21-06-2020, 08:36 PM
“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 as he pushed his finger deepest before finally pulling out.
He turned the water and they finished the bath and dried their bodies. Richa walked him to the bedroom, both in the primal state. She was worried when he asked her to bend on the bed but went ahead anyways. She was resting on the bed on her elbows whereas Raja spread her legs a bit and started rubbing his shaft on her bums. She wiggled her bums seductively as he playfully slapped her bums. It was a relief for her when Raja finally located her regular opening and penetrated her one more time. She opened up further and offered him more room and raised her torso for him to grab. Raja enjoyed pulling her hairs like a horse rein and subjected her to good amount of spanking. Richa was so overwhelmed that he didn’t go the opposite way that she didn’t exhibit any resistance. She gladly offered him her melons for pulling and kneading as he increased the speed. The angle was quite acute, and he was putting in good effort to keep Richa engrossed. They were both enjoying the session and Raja could stretch for about 7-8 minutes before he discharged for the 2nd time in less than hour. Richa remained bent until he pulled out and asked her to clean. She went on her knees instantly and sucked off every drop of juice on his shaft. Raja dragged my wife with her mouth wrapped on his shaft to the living room and relaxed on the sofa while Richa continued cleaning him up. At one point, he had his legs stretched out on Richa's shoulders (like an ottoman) and she was encircled between his legs and happily sucking him although he was dry.
“Bass zale chokhayche! Kahi tari pani bini gheun ya zara! (Enough of sucking! Now, go fetch water or something!)”, Raja commanded much to Richa's embarrassment.
She got up instantly and looked around to gather a towel or something to put on before rushing to kitchen. Raja signaled her neither to put on anything nor gargle! So, she went all bare into the kitchen and fetched a jar of water and a bottle of Tropicana and two glasses for Raja. She placed the tray on the center table and poured water and juice for Raja. “Chips vagaire kahi nasta ka gharat, zavade? (Don’t you have chips or something at home, you slut?)” Raja shouted back. Richa rushed back to kitchen and started fumbling through the drawers. Raja walked in with a glass of juice and observed her as she searched for some snacks for him. “Ye chalega? (Will this do?)”, my wife offered some aloo bhujiya and soya sticks to him in a plate. While he was munching on the snacks and drinking the juice, Richa was instructed to gargle and wash her mouth and face. He asked her to sit next to him and started feeding her some soya sticks and bhujiya from his mouth. He even passed a few drops of Tropicana to her in same manner. Richa wasn’t particularly enjoying it and but continued without much resistance. Raja was enjoying this foody smooching and continued until he finished the snacks completely.
“Udya kay ghalnar training la? (What would you wear to training tomorrow?)”, Raja asked when my wife was looking at the clock since it was almost time for me to return.
“Chala! Apan baghun thevu ya! (Come on! Let us decide now!)”, he proceeded to our bedroom when my wife answered tentatively.
Richa was surprised as well as agitated but Raja simply dragged her and made her open the wardrobe. “Hot mini skirt vagaire ahe ka? (Do you have any attractive skirt or short dress?)”, Raja asked my wife. But she refused politely saying she cannot wear any of that for the training. She had touch time to explain him that wearing a saree (like she had on Dandiya nights) was also not possible. Finally, he picked up a thin and relatively transparent full sleeve maroon top and a denim pants. Richa wasn’t too comfortable since it was really short and just touching the waistline of the pants, but she was commanded. Ironically, it had an open neck in a V shape that would expose her chest. But what struck Richa the most was that she was instructed not to use a slip inside. She knew it would be disaster as anyone could locate her bra inside but there wasn’t much time left for negotiation as Raja threatened that he will need to choose something else otherwise. She was running out of time and so agreed that she would go without slip. She planned to put it on in the training though which she didn’t disclose to Raja! She was hoping him to leave then so she could arrange and put on something before I show up. But he wasn’t just done! He made her call me and find out how much he had. I informed her that I could be reaching within 10 minutes and disconnected quickly since I was driving.
“Good! 10 minite ahet ajun! (Good! I still have 10 minutes!)”, Raja exclaimed much to Richa's annoyance.
“Please! Muze kapde bhi pahan lene hai! (Please! I have to put on clothes!)”, she almost shouted in desperation much to Raja’s surprise.
He gave her a stern and disapproving look but kept his composure. Richa wondered if it would have been Imran or Nagarkar, what she would have been subjected to! She changed her tone quickly and apologized to him and requesting him to leave the place. Raja acknowledged the change and pulled her closer to the sliding in the living room. “Car disel na ithun yetana! (We can see the car approaching from here!)”, he suggested Richa signaling the approach road downstairs. She couldn’t argue anything beyond and remained quiet. But Raja wasn’t as touch or testing as Imran or some of the other men! “Aapli nishani udya sathi! (My mark for tomorrow!)”, saying this he bent down and bit on Richa's waist. She groaned initially but controlled herself although he increased the pressure. He was indeed printing his teeth on the side of her waist where the top (he had chosen) had a cut. He was hoping to see that love bite when she would wear the top tomorrow. What a kink! Richa thought to herself as he bit on both the sides of her waist. And just as she thought he was finally leaving, he straightened up and bit on her cleavage and little above. Wow! He was determined to leave his (dental) impression! He took his moment and bit her hard just above her melons and into the cleavage area! And he kept applying force until Richa moaned loudly in pain. It was indeed gruesome and left Richa in lot of pain! But she was glad that he finally left!
She could barely wrap herself in a towel when I rang the door. “Hola! Someone at home too?” I teased her instantly as I got in. She didn’t react and went back to cleaning and arranging stuff while I moved to get freshen up. She had put on a one-piece dress when she came in front of me. “I hope nothing inside!”, I teased her again and lifted her dress to confirm that. She pushed my hand away as we sat on the sofa. “Come to your husband’s lap, babes!”, I teased her further, but she kept me at bay as she was administering the dal-rice on the gas-stove. By the time we were at dinner table, she had cleaned herself. She spent some more time arranging everything post dinner while I was watching TV. She came and sat next to me and I placed my hand around her instantly. We were kissing within a minute and my hands were already inside her dress, openly handling her assets. She had no reasons to mind it until she noticed the opened sliding. She stopped and went to shut it off and adjust the curtain. I was somewhat hard by then and took her on my lap and made her grind me over the boxers. She started with the morning voyeurism that she was subjected to and then how the men tried wooing her whereas women called her names. She was being slapped on her thighs continuously as she kept grinding my erect shaft. She got her first twisting of nips when she had been enjoyed by Raja on return journey and attacked by Sanjay and his colleagues.
We were on our bed by the time she had finished Thakkar sir and started with Alpesh ji. I kept blasting her bums as she described through Alpesh and then Sanjay. I couldn’t hold but penetrate my wife hard when she was elaborating Raja’s kinks and how he had been toying her around since a day. His fingering of her rear and then giving her love bites really turned the beast in me on and I blasted her hard. She enjoyed me going rough and encouraged more by offering her face, melons, thighs and bums for spanking. I didn’t disappoint her as we kept pumping each other before I finally discharged and collapsed on her. “Do skip the slip! You’re not meeting them all every day!”, I challenged my wife to skip the slip she was planning to wear inside that transparent shirt for Raja. She hugged me first and then asked me if I needed her to clean me. But I patted her and put her under blanket to resort for the day! I cleaned up myself and cuddled her in our bed as the tired bodies soon felt asleep.
Cheers!
He turned the water and they finished the bath and dried their bodies. Richa walked him to the bedroom, both in the primal state. She was worried when he asked her to bend on the bed but went ahead anyways. She was resting on the bed on her elbows whereas Raja spread her legs a bit and started rubbing his shaft on her bums. She wiggled her bums seductively as he playfully slapped her bums. It was a relief for her when Raja finally located her regular opening and penetrated her one more time. She opened up further and offered him more room and raised her torso for him to grab. Raja enjoyed pulling her hairs like a horse rein and subjected her to good amount of spanking. Richa was so overwhelmed that he didn’t go the opposite way that she didn’t exhibit any resistance. She gladly offered him her melons for pulling and kneading as he increased the speed. The angle was quite acute, and he was putting in good effort to keep Richa engrossed. They were both enjoying the session and Raja could stretch for about 7-8 minutes before he discharged for the 2nd time in less than hour. Richa remained bent until he pulled out and asked her to clean. She went on her knees instantly and sucked off every drop of juice on his shaft. Raja dragged my wife with her mouth wrapped on his shaft to the living room and relaxed on the sofa while Richa continued cleaning him up. At one point, he had his legs stretched out on Richa's shoulders (like an ottoman) and she was encircled between his legs and happily sucking him although he was dry.
“Bass zale chokhayche! Kahi tari pani bini gheun ya zara! (Enough of sucking! Now, go fetch water or something!)”, Raja commanded much to Richa's embarrassment.
She got up instantly and looked around to gather a towel or something to put on before rushing to kitchen. Raja signaled her neither to put on anything nor gargle! So, she went all bare into the kitchen and fetched a jar of water and a bottle of Tropicana and two glasses for Raja. She placed the tray on the center table and poured water and juice for Raja. “Chips vagaire kahi nasta ka gharat, zavade? (Don’t you have chips or something at home, you slut?)” Raja shouted back. Richa rushed back to kitchen and started fumbling through the drawers. Raja walked in with a glass of juice and observed her as she searched for some snacks for him. “Ye chalega? (Will this do?)”, my wife offered some aloo bhujiya and soya sticks to him in a plate. While he was munching on the snacks and drinking the juice, Richa was instructed to gargle and wash her mouth and face. He asked her to sit next to him and started feeding her some soya sticks and bhujiya from his mouth. He even passed a few drops of Tropicana to her in same manner. Richa wasn’t particularly enjoying it and but continued without much resistance. Raja was enjoying this foody smooching and continued until he finished the snacks completely.
“Udya kay ghalnar training la? (What would you wear to training tomorrow?)”, Raja asked when my wife was looking at the clock since it was almost time for me to return.
“Chala! Apan baghun thevu ya! (Come on! Let us decide now!)”, he proceeded to our bedroom when my wife answered tentatively.
Richa was surprised as well as agitated but Raja simply dragged her and made her open the wardrobe. “Hot mini skirt vagaire ahe ka? (Do you have any attractive skirt or short dress?)”, Raja asked my wife. But she refused politely saying she cannot wear any of that for the training. She had touch time to explain him that wearing a saree (like she had on Dandiya nights) was also not possible. Finally, he picked up a thin and relatively transparent full sleeve maroon top and a denim pants. Richa wasn’t too comfortable since it was really short and just touching the waistline of the pants, but she was commanded. Ironically, it had an open neck in a V shape that would expose her chest. But what struck Richa the most was that she was instructed not to use a slip inside. She knew it would be disaster as anyone could locate her bra inside but there wasn’t much time left for negotiation as Raja threatened that he will need to choose something else otherwise. She was running out of time and so agreed that she would go without slip. She planned to put it on in the training though which she didn’t disclose to Raja! She was hoping him to leave then so she could arrange and put on something before I show up. But he wasn’t just done! He made her call me and find out how much he had. I informed her that I could be reaching within 10 minutes and disconnected quickly since I was driving.
“Good! 10 minite ahet ajun! (Good! I still have 10 minutes!)”, Raja exclaimed much to Richa's annoyance.
“Please! Muze kapde bhi pahan lene hai! (Please! I have to put on clothes!)”, she almost shouted in desperation much to Raja’s surprise.
He gave her a stern and disapproving look but kept his composure. Richa wondered if it would have been Imran or Nagarkar, what she would have been subjected to! She changed her tone quickly and apologized to him and requesting him to leave the place. Raja acknowledged the change and pulled her closer to the sliding in the living room. “Car disel na ithun yetana! (We can see the car approaching from here!)”, he suggested Richa signaling the approach road downstairs. She couldn’t argue anything beyond and remained quiet. But Raja wasn’t as touch or testing as Imran or some of the other men! “Aapli nishani udya sathi! (My mark for tomorrow!)”, saying this he bent down and bit on Richa's waist. She groaned initially but controlled herself although he increased the pressure. He was indeed printing his teeth on the side of her waist where the top (he had chosen) had a cut. He was hoping to see that love bite when she would wear the top tomorrow. What a kink! Richa thought to herself as he bit on both the sides of her waist. And just as she thought he was finally leaving, he straightened up and bit on her cleavage and little above. Wow! He was determined to leave his (dental) impression! He took his moment and bit her hard just above her melons and into the cleavage area! And he kept applying force until Richa moaned loudly in pain. It was indeed gruesome and left Richa in lot of pain! But she was glad that he finally left!
She could barely wrap herself in a towel when I rang the door. “Hola! Someone at home too?” I teased her instantly as I got in. She didn’t react and went back to cleaning and arranging stuff while I moved to get freshen up. She had put on a one-piece dress when she came in front of me. “I hope nothing inside!”, I teased her again and lifted her dress to confirm that. She pushed my hand away as we sat on the sofa. “Come to your husband’s lap, babes!”, I teased her further, but she kept me at bay as she was administering the dal-rice on the gas-stove. By the time we were at dinner table, she had cleaned herself. She spent some more time arranging everything post dinner while I was watching TV. She came and sat next to me and I placed my hand around her instantly. We were kissing within a minute and my hands were already inside her dress, openly handling her assets. She had no reasons to mind it until she noticed the opened sliding. She stopped and went to shut it off and adjust the curtain. I was somewhat hard by then and took her on my lap and made her grind me over the boxers. She started with the morning voyeurism that she was subjected to and then how the men tried wooing her whereas women called her names. She was being slapped on her thighs continuously as she kept grinding my erect shaft. She got her first twisting of nips when she had been enjoyed by Raja on return journey and attacked by Sanjay and his colleagues.
We were on our bed by the time she had finished Thakkar sir and started with Alpesh ji. I kept blasting her bums as she described through Alpesh and then Sanjay. I couldn’t hold but penetrate my wife hard when she was elaborating Raja’s kinks and how he had been toying her around since a day. His fingering of her rear and then giving her love bites really turned the beast in me on and I blasted her hard. She enjoyed me going rough and encouraged more by offering her face, melons, thighs and bums for spanking. I didn’t disappoint her as we kept pumping each other before I finally discharged and collapsed on her. “Do skip the slip! You’re not meeting them all every day!”, I challenged my wife to skip the slip she was planning to wear inside that transparent shirt for Raja. She hugged me first and then asked me if I needed her to clean me. But I patted her and put her under blanket to resort for the day! I cleaned up myself and cuddled her in our bed as the tired bodies soon felt asleep.
Cheers!
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