09-10-2020, 04:34 PM
A peephole in Gautam 's open office door, she hadn't noticed before, struck Koyel as odd. "Koyel , have a seat," Akash said as he rose from Gautam 's desk and pulled the chair out for her. "I have something important we need to talk about." Koyel noticed him close the door and suddenly the uneasy feeling that Gautam and Sidharth had given her that first day she met them returned.
"I just came to get my pay. Sidharth told me we are closing early today."
Akash handed Koyel a white envelope, which at first she thought contained cash. She opened it and found papers inside.
"We are closed, Koyel . It's just you and me here now," Akash said as he observed Koyel reading the copy of the hit and run security officer report he had filed. "But you won't be leaving early," he continued.
Koyel 's jaw dropped. "What is this?" she asked.
"It's the hit and run report I filed for the accident you fled. You caused injury, which means you committed a third degree penalty. That will get you five years in prison."
"Oh my God," Koyel exclaimed, her hands coming up to the sides of her face.
"They don't have your license plate number. But they did get a sample of your paint from my bumper."
"Why are you doing this?" Koyel cried, tears streaming down her face.
Akash felt himself getting aroused as she cried. He ignored her question and continued. "There's actually a cash reward for Gautam if he turns you in. But fortunately, both Gautam and Sidharth have agreed to keep quiet about this if you cooperate."
"What do you want?" Koyel asked recognizing the absurdity of her question. She was young, but not that naïve. Her tantalizing beauty like a lamp at night attracts moths had motivated many suitors to hit on her whose advances she declined. Her uneasiness before was the hitting of an iceberg, which now became the realization that the ship was going to sink. Akash stepped behind her and put his hands on her shoulders.
"I want you to relax, Koyel ," Akash said beginning to rub her shoulders. His hands felt the tension in her muscles.
Koyel sat in shock as his meaty hands massaged her shoulders for a few minutes. He bent down and began nibbling her neck, which made her tingle all over like a low current of electricity flowing through every nerve in her body. His hands then descended to her breasts and her mind began racing. She could not allow this to continue. "Stop touching me!" Koyel responded slapping his hands off her and jerking her neck away. She jumped from the chair and headed toward the door. Akash stepped in front of it blocking her exit.
"Think carefully about this, Koyel . If you go out this door, it's five years in prison."
"I'm not having sex with you," Koyel replied, her luminous blue eyes glaring at Akash like an angry cat, fury now replacing tears from moments ago.
"I'm not going to have sex with you Koyel , at least not in the sense of putting my cock in your pussy, if that's what you're afraid of."
That was a filthy, disgusting, thought -- having his nasty, black cock inside her. "What do you want, then?" Koyel snapped.
"Five years is a long time in prison, a long time to wait for someone, don't you agree? A young man like Amit , with certain needs would probably find someone else to satisfy them."
The anger in Koyel 's face changed to fear as Akash spoke. Her wedding was less than three weeks away. Her brain sped a million miles per hour. There had to be a way out of this, but it was like trying to solve an unsolvable puzzle.
"What do you want," she repeated in a more reasonable tone.
"There are other ways people can pleasure each other that don't involve intercourse," Akash explained taking her arm and guiding her back toward Gautam 's cleared off desk. He turned her around to face him and began unbuttoning her blouse. Koyel looked down and nervously watched his fingers reach the last button. She was still trying to solve the puzzle in her mind.
Akash glimpsed her tight stomach and cute belly button as her blouse hung open. When his big hands reached the clasp of her skirt, she tried backing away, but banged her ass into the edge of Gautam 's desk.
"No, I don't want to do this," Koyel complained, the zipper on her skirt sounding like fabric being torn as Akash unzipped it.
"There are some mean guys in prison that would love to get their hands on you. After five years, you might start to like being some whore lose interest in Amit ," Akash reminded her as he pulled her slightly away from the desk's edge so her skirt would fall. It puddled around her ankles.
Koyel stood paralyzed as Akash emotionlessly slid her open blouse from her shoulders. A thin gold necklace with a mangalsutra hung just above her cleavage. Her white lace panties -- a bikini cut -- with matching bra and black high heels remained.
Koyel trembled with fear still trying to solve the puzzle, her thoughts turning to desperation. Maybe masturbating Akash , as disgusting as that would be, would satisfy him and prevent him from going further -- from touching her.
"I'll jerk you off," she recklessly blurted, no sooner the words leaving her lips, regretting them and her inability to think of something more cleaver, less depraved to stop him.
Akash chuckled at the offer, reaching behind her and unclasping her bra. "That will be nice, but you need to be pleasured first to get you more in the mood for it."
She reached up holding her bra from falling off her perky, medium sized breasts. "No, wait, maybe I can pay you more money," she pleaded as if kidnapped.
"Let go of your bra," Akash growled impatiently, grabbing her wrist and dragging it away from her chest and down to her side.
Her bra fell away and Koyel 's breasts, perfectly shaped globes, billowed from her petite figure unaffected by gravity. Her nipples hid -- camouflaged in pink -- in the centers of flawlessly round areolae somewhat larger than quarters. Akash 's fingers latched to her areolae, drawing her nipples of the same hue out from them. Her nipples grew harder and distinguishably erect from their surrounding pink flesh as he began twirling his fingers around them.
"Please, stop touching me," Koyel cried.
His hands left her breasts and slid down the sides of her hips and into the waistband of her panties.
Koyel knew what came next. Her mind raced to solve the puzzle. There had to be some way to keep him from molesting her further. "Please don't make me do this," Koyel pleaded. "I'm in the mood. Let me jerk you off now," she offered. She reached for her panties, tried to stop Akash from pulling them down. "No," Koyel wailed as if holding a continuous musical note. Akash roughly pried her fingers from the delicate fabric and yanked her briefs to her ankles.
She was a natural black head, her pubic hair the color of shiny black like the hair resting on her shoulders. Akash knelt before her neatly trimmed burning bush .Her hand quickly covered Akash 's site of worship. He rose, leaving her panties around her ankles. She looked like a scared child -- head down, hunched over -- with one arm covering her breasts, and one hand over her vagina. Her defiant self-confidence from earlier had vanished. Akash nudged her backwards until her ass bumped the edge of Gautam 's desk again.
"You need to get a little more comfortable," Akash said, his hands grasping the sides of Koyel 's petite waist. Before she knew what he was doing, he lifted her up (she instinctively grabbed his shoulders for support) and sat her on the desk. Koyel jerked her hands away from Akash 's shoulders the instant he set her down as if his skin jolted her with electricity and resumed covering her privates. "Lay back," Akash 's voice thundered as he shoved Koyel backwards.
It felt surreal to Koyel , like an outer body experience she watched from afar, as Akash navigated her panties, still wrapped around her ankles, from one of her stilettos, and then left the briefs dangling off her other ankle.
"You're beautiful," Akash said as if commenting on a prized game he had hunted and finally caught. He tried opening her legs.
Koyel tried to think of something, anything, to stop Akash from going further, finally offering the unthinkable: "Please, Akash , I'll suck your cock. Don't do this to me."
"That will be nice, Koyel . After I get you nice and aroused I'll let you do that," he replied coldly.
"I'm aroused now... really. Let me do it and I'll show you," she begged.
"Open your legs now, Koyel , or you're going to prison for a very long time!" he roared.
She stared at the ceiling, tears from the corners of her eyes forming rivulets flowing down the sides of her face and into her hair, and allowed him to slowly push her legs open. He spread them wide. She reached down modestly covering her vagina with her hand. He grabbed hold of her wrist and wrestled it over to the side.
"Please, don't fuck me," she cried, words coming from her mouth in staccato.
"I won't fuck you, Koyel . Now relax!" Akash popped his finger in his mouth, getting it nice and wet, then slowly inserted it in Koyel 's small pussy.
Akash 's assurance provided little comfort to Koyel as she felt his finger slowly probing her. He had lied about everything else, turning it into something much worse. A sensation very close to her clitoris alarmed her. "No," she complained, not wanting to be aroused by him. Akash had slobbered on his thumb and gently rubbed the sides of her clit with it. Her nails dug into Akash 's wrist trying to stop him. He pried her fingers off him bending them backward in response, while managing to masturbate Koyel without the slightest interruption.
"Owe, oh God," Koyel yelped, the pain in her hand temporarily distracting her from a response in another part of her body -- she was getting wet, providing enough lubrication for Akash to caress her clit without his spit. By the time the ache in her hand subsided and her cries simmered, her pussy had become aroused.
"Okay, Akash , I'm ready now. Let me suck your dick," Koyel blubbered, attempting to divert his attention and stop him from playing with her vagina. She despised being touched by him and her body's reaction to it.
But Akash didn't stop -- he moved in for the kill. Koyel felt the sensation of his fingers spreading her labia further apart. An inviting heat from her pussy reached Akash 's face as his mouth drew close. Her clitoris was getting harder and his tongue landed on it. She inhaled deeply. "Oh. . . God," she exclaimed exhaling. "Stop it." Her tiny, white hands tried unsuccessfully pushing his black, nappy head away.
Akash 's strong hand pressed on her firm, flat tummy as he performed oral sex on her, his other hand parting her labia. Her clitoris fully hardened and grew larger. Her breathing accelerated and her nipples poked out from her breasts. Koyel fought to control her response. Her hands pushed against Akash 's head. "No," she continued.
Sidharth watched Akash going down on Koyel through the peephole Gautam had installed in the door. Koyel 's hips turned every which way trying to escape his tongue, her soft moans muffled, but audible, "Ooh..., please..., mm-hmm..., don't..., uh-huh..., no..., ah." Short, contradictory words and phrases lacking definite meaning replaced her earlier pleas for Akash to stop.
After nearly two weeks of complete abstinence, with the temptation of Koyel daily, the scene tantalized Sidharth . But it was obvious Koyel was almost ready for him. He removed his clothes waiting for Akash 's signal, his thick, meaty cock hard and leaning from his body under its own immense weight.
"Are you ready yet Koyel ?" Akash asked between licks to her clitoris. "Ooh, no, please, don't. Stop it. I'll play with your cock if you want me to," Koyel beseeched while panting. "Just stop doing that." Koyel 's body displayed signs that it had reached sexual plateau. She had been seduced as much as possible. Now was the best time to make the move, when she would be most vulnerable and receptive to intercourse.
Koyel 's eyes briefly opened as she felt Akash lift his hand off belly. But his tongue still danced with her clit and her eyes closed again. Akash raised his hand up and waived it for Sidharth .
Sidharth quietly opened the door and got into position beside Akash where he could quickly move into place. Akash enjoyed spoiling Koyel 's pussy, but the time had come to share the fun. As Akash moved away from Koyel , Sidharth looked down at her bush. It reminded him of a freshly mowed patch of grass, neatly trimmed and edged with a small garden meticulously weeded, its hairs a shiny black, the same color as the hair that flowed in gentle waves from her head.
Koyel felt Akash grab her hips and scoot her bottom closer to the edge of the desk. He was masturbating her again while rolling both of her nipples gently between his fingers. She opened her eyes, dilated pupils from arousal concealing much of their green color, and saw him smiling down at her as he fondled her tits. He bent down and began nibbling her neck. Akash felt her nipples get even harder as he nibbled his way to her ear.
And then Koyel realized someone else must be playing with her pussy. Her eyes widened and she managed to prop herself on her elbows before Akash stopped her from sitting all the way up. Sidharth stood naked between Koyel 's open legs masturbating her; his cock only inches from her entrance put Koyel in distress. His uncircumcised penis looked strange, absurdly thick and large, like some exaggerated organ on an anime character. Koyel had never seen an uncircumcised penis before or a black one.
Sidharth stopped masturbating Koyel and stretched her labia open while she stared paralyzed in disbelief of his size: a long, thick log with a tan sac holding testicles each the size of a golf ball and filled with sperm. White pre-cum drooled from its tip as Sidharth pulled his foreskin back and aimed toward her opening.
"Oh my God, you said you wouldn't fuck me," Koyel cried to Akash in a panic as he held her. She watched in horror, Sidharth 's fingers parting her labia, her pink membranes exposed glistening with moisture as the brown, bulbous head of Sidharth 's cock gently touched them.
"I'm not going to fuck you," Akash answered in her ear. "He is."
"He's too big. Please don't fuck me Sidharth . I'll suck both your cocks right now!"
She felt the head of his fat cock begin pushing into her.
"No, please, I'm going to get married; I'm not on birth control; I could get pregnant!" she pleaded.
"I promise you won't get pregnant," Sidharth assured her, delivering lines he had carefully rehearsed. "I've had a vasectomy over a year ago and I only shoot blanks now. I already have three kids and I'm not making anymore." He squeezed the bulging head of his unprotected penis inside Koyel -- her first black cock and first uncircumcised one too.
Koyel felt her labia stretch to admit the head of his cock "Oh, God -- please no. Take it out," she begged.
Sidharth slowly inserted more of his gigantic black serpent into Koyel , the pressure causing her discomfort. She felt herself opening further to accommodate both his massive circumference and length. She only had a couple boyfriends and never had a penis this large before.
After a month without pussy and almost two weeks not jerking off, Koyel 's cunt felt like bliss to Sidharth : wet, silky and snug like a tight sleeve hugging his cock, milking it for cum. With a pussy this tight her husband 's prick had to be tiny. Her legs helplessly floundered around Sidharth 's waist as he penetrated deeper, black stilettos remaining on her dainty feet and the white panties still dangling from her left ankle.
Koyel kept visualizing the white pre-cum drooling from Sidharth 's monstrous cock when he had inserted it in her, the milky white slime now leaking inside her. She watched his cock, slick with her vaginal secretions, slowly withdraw almost all the way out, reverse direction, and slowly return into her a little further each time, more of it disappearing and his nappy, black bush getting closer to her own. His cock, almost as round as a soda can, tugged her lips along with it on each stroke, like it was pulling her inside out.
From behind Akash supported Koyel 's back with one hand and used his other to push her elbows from under her. "Lay back," he coldly instructed. Sidharth maintained a slow, steady rhythm and began making tight circles around her clitoris with his thumb. "That's it," Akash said as her blue eyes nervously looked up into his. "Let Sidharth do his thing for a little while and it will be over soon."
How could this be happening? Less than three weeks before her wedding Koyel was laying naked on her back at the edge of a desk with another man's incredibly large cock in her -- a black man -- who was not Amit . She hated Sidharth and Akash for what they were doing. But as her body adapted to its new mate, the pressure and discomfort Koyel had initially experienced gradually diminished, so did her anger and determination to fight. The thoughts of Amit that went through her brain became fleeting. Her eyes closed. She had forgotten what sex felt like without condoms. She could not recall Amit 's penis ever feeling like this. Her body began appreciating Sidharth 's huge, uncircumcised cock in spite of how much she despised him. It felt smoother and seemed to glide in her more comfortably than her husband 's circumcised one; and it gave far more sensation due to its enormous size and friction.
Sidharth remembered Akash 's advice as he felt Koyel cum for the first time -- her pussy squeezing his cock almost like an affectionate gesture rather than an involuntary, biological response, encouraging him to ejaculate in it -- and thought about his grandmother to postpone his own climax.
"No, please, ooh" Koyel whimpered, addressing herself and her body's reaction to this horrible invasion as much as the culprit, Sidharth . But Sidharth knew he finally had her.
Sex with Amit never lasted this long. Koyel felt a second wave of orgasms approaching and cursed herself. Something warm, smooth, and hard pushed against her lips. Her eyes opened. "It's time for the blow job you promised me," Akash said with a smirk as Sidharth drove into her. As disgusting as all this was to her, she opened her mouth and sucked on the head of Akash 's chocolate colored cock, her petite hand wrapping around its shaft and jerking it. Akash observed that her nipples had returned to erection and he began tweaking them.
Sidharth 's balls were ready to explode. As he felt Koyel cum for her third time, he groaned loudly, and with explosive force filled her pussy with his potent, Negro cum. Koyel panicked, trying to tell him not to cum in her, to take it out. But Akash 's cock remained in her mouth and she only managed to moan. Reaching down with both hands she pushed at Sidharth 's stomach just above his pubis, an unsuccessful attempt to make him withdraw and stop the torrent he was releasing in her.
When Sidharth finally removed his cock from Koyel , his jism leaked from her open gash down the crack in her ass. He pulled back his foreskin and messaged her swollen clitoris and pussy lips with the head of his penis.
After several minutes of messaging Koyel 's clitoris with his cock, Sidharth backed away from her. Akash turned her on her side facing him, in better position to finish sucking his cock. Her tiny, white hands ran up and down his long, thick, black shaft frantically trying to get Akash off and get this nightmare over with. Her small engagement ring was a real turn on for Akash as he watched her stroke him with it on her finger.
Akash grabbed Koyel 's head and pulled her face into him. She felt his kinky pubic hairs scbang her lips. "Swallow it," he grunted, as she gaged on several mouthfuls of cum.
In the time it took Koyel to swallow all Akash 's cum, Sidharth achieved a second erection and jerked her back to the edge of the desk. "What are you doing? No!" she yelled with the taste of Akash 's semen still fresh in her mouth. She tried to sit up, but Akash held her down. "Lay down, Koyel ! Sidharth isn't finished yet."
"No, I already had sex with both of you. I want to go home now." She bucked trying to avoid having Sidharth 's massive horse cock inside her a second time as he held her hips and tried re-entering her.
"Do you want home to be prison for the next five years?" Akash reminded Koyel as he pinned her shoulders to the desk top, helping Sidharth hold her down. She struggled against Akash 's massive muscles, their solid weight pushing her down onto the wood's unyielding surface, but felt Sidharth 's smooth, uncircumcised horse cock tightly slithering back inside her anyway. It wasn't as much pressure or discomfort as the first time he entered her.
"Ooh, God, no," Koyel exclaimed as a slow, steady rhythm that seduced her before resumed along with those tight, irresistible circles around her clit Sidharth made with his thumb.
"It's only 4:30 right now," Akash chuckled letting go of Koyel and pointing to his watch. "But I think you may be staying overtime tonight," he continued with a nauseating smile, his eyes landing on an embarrassing clit boner Sidharth 's thumb mercilessly encouraged and exacerbated in Koyel .
"I can't -- no, stop it. Amit 's expecting me. He will come looking for me," Koyel tried threatening.
Akash laughed dryly. Sidharth continued unfazed by Koyel 's warning, the fence locked and the dogs guarding the premises against unwanted intruders. Poor Koyel held no inkling how hollow her protests rang -- didn't fully grasp the checkmate her assailants had carefully planned for two weeks and put her in.
*******
Akash leaned back in Gautam 's chair with an unlit bidi in his mouth watching the two young lovers go at it now for their third time that evening. He felt a perverse sense of satisfaction over the budding relationship he had arranged, noticing that even though Koyel had pleaded and squawked, her legs reluctantly locked around Sidharth 's ass. She had begun to recognize his "extra talent", her hands gliding up Sidharth 's back, almost embracing him. She certainly wasn't fighting him anymore. In fact the two were heavily breathing and somehow the French kissing Sidharth initially forced on Koyel no longer appeared coerced, the two moaning into each other's mouths, their sex filling the room with wet, gushy sounds.
Akash glanced at his watch: it was already 6:15 p.m. and Koyel was indeed working overtime tonight just as he had predicted earlier to her dismay. He had taken the liberty of going through her purse while the two lovebirds were in throes of passion and silencing her phone so they wouldn't be distracted by Amit 's calls. In fact lover boy Amit never showed up as Koyel had fallaciously threatened, which was unfortunate for her. She unwillingly spent quality time with Sidharth instead, getting well acquainted with him. Akash heard Koyel cry out in a high pitch as she came again. How many times was this for her -- 10, 11? He had lost count. What stamina! Sidharth certainly proved that he knew how to deliver himself and could last extra-long.
Finally Sidharth collapsed on top of Koyel after his third orgasm. She found herself embracing his hard muscular body against her own. She released her grip on him, unlocked her legs, and ended their kiss. This was all so vulgar and wrong. Her arousal quickly returned to revulsion. He had ejaculated in her again. Even though Sidharth claimed he was sterile, having his filthy cum inside her disgusted Koyel . She felt his huge cock in her deflating like a leaking balloon. She turned her head to the side and saw Akash , reclining in Gautam 's tattered leather chair, staring at them, the unlit cigar still in his mouth. She pushed Sidharth off her and sat up, then slid from the desk. She picked up the panties that somehow had finally come off her ankle and slid them on. Akash and Sidharth both saw a wet spot forming on them before she put her skirt back on.
Tension filled the room as Koyel dressed. She glanced Sidharth 's way searching for her blouse and saw his well-defined pecks, ripped abs, and the huge, black, horse cock that had been inside her, uncircumcised and strange looking to her, flaccidly hanging in front of him, dripping with their fluids. She quickly diverted her gaze from the revolting sight.
"Would you like your pay?" Akash finally asked.
"Yes," Koyel coldly answered, her limpid blue eyes glaring with hatred.
"I just came to get my pay. Sidharth told me we are closing early today."
Akash handed Koyel a white envelope, which at first she thought contained cash. She opened it and found papers inside.
"We are closed, Koyel . It's just you and me here now," Akash said as he observed Koyel reading the copy of the hit and run security officer report he had filed. "But you won't be leaving early," he continued.
Koyel 's jaw dropped. "What is this?" she asked.
"It's the hit and run report I filed for the accident you fled. You caused injury, which means you committed a third degree penalty. That will get you five years in prison."
"Oh my God," Koyel exclaimed, her hands coming up to the sides of her face.
"They don't have your license plate number. But they did get a sample of your paint from my bumper."
"Why are you doing this?" Koyel cried, tears streaming down her face.
Akash felt himself getting aroused as she cried. He ignored her question and continued. "There's actually a cash reward for Gautam if he turns you in. But fortunately, both Gautam and Sidharth have agreed to keep quiet about this if you cooperate."
"What do you want?" Koyel asked recognizing the absurdity of her question. She was young, but not that naïve. Her tantalizing beauty like a lamp at night attracts moths had motivated many suitors to hit on her whose advances she declined. Her uneasiness before was the hitting of an iceberg, which now became the realization that the ship was going to sink. Akash stepped behind her and put his hands on her shoulders.
"I want you to relax, Koyel ," Akash said beginning to rub her shoulders. His hands felt the tension in her muscles.
Koyel sat in shock as his meaty hands massaged her shoulders for a few minutes. He bent down and began nibbling her neck, which made her tingle all over like a low current of electricity flowing through every nerve in her body. His hands then descended to her breasts and her mind began racing. She could not allow this to continue. "Stop touching me!" Koyel responded slapping his hands off her and jerking her neck away. She jumped from the chair and headed toward the door. Akash stepped in front of it blocking her exit.
"Think carefully about this, Koyel . If you go out this door, it's five years in prison."
"I'm not having sex with you," Koyel replied, her luminous blue eyes glaring at Akash like an angry cat, fury now replacing tears from moments ago.
"I'm not going to have sex with you Koyel , at least not in the sense of putting my cock in your pussy, if that's what you're afraid of."
That was a filthy, disgusting, thought -- having his nasty, black cock inside her. "What do you want, then?" Koyel snapped.
"Five years is a long time in prison, a long time to wait for someone, don't you agree? A young man like Amit , with certain needs would probably find someone else to satisfy them."
The anger in Koyel 's face changed to fear as Akash spoke. Her wedding was less than three weeks away. Her brain sped a million miles per hour. There had to be a way out of this, but it was like trying to solve an unsolvable puzzle.
"What do you want," she repeated in a more reasonable tone.
"There are other ways people can pleasure each other that don't involve intercourse," Akash explained taking her arm and guiding her back toward Gautam 's cleared off desk. He turned her around to face him and began unbuttoning her blouse. Koyel looked down and nervously watched his fingers reach the last button. She was still trying to solve the puzzle in her mind.
Akash glimpsed her tight stomach and cute belly button as her blouse hung open. When his big hands reached the clasp of her skirt, she tried backing away, but banged her ass into the edge of Gautam 's desk.
"No, I don't want to do this," Koyel complained, the zipper on her skirt sounding like fabric being torn as Akash unzipped it.
"There are some mean guys in prison that would love to get their hands on you. After five years, you might start to like being some whore lose interest in Amit ," Akash reminded her as he pulled her slightly away from the desk's edge so her skirt would fall. It puddled around her ankles.
Koyel stood paralyzed as Akash emotionlessly slid her open blouse from her shoulders. A thin gold necklace with a mangalsutra hung just above her cleavage. Her white lace panties -- a bikini cut -- with matching bra and black high heels remained.
Koyel trembled with fear still trying to solve the puzzle, her thoughts turning to desperation. Maybe masturbating Akash , as disgusting as that would be, would satisfy him and prevent him from going further -- from touching her.
"I'll jerk you off," she recklessly blurted, no sooner the words leaving her lips, regretting them and her inability to think of something more cleaver, less depraved to stop him.
Akash chuckled at the offer, reaching behind her and unclasping her bra. "That will be nice, but you need to be pleasured first to get you more in the mood for it."
She reached up holding her bra from falling off her perky, medium sized breasts. "No, wait, maybe I can pay you more money," she pleaded as if kidnapped.
"Let go of your bra," Akash growled impatiently, grabbing her wrist and dragging it away from her chest and down to her side.
Her bra fell away and Koyel 's breasts, perfectly shaped globes, billowed from her petite figure unaffected by gravity. Her nipples hid -- camouflaged in pink -- in the centers of flawlessly round areolae somewhat larger than quarters. Akash 's fingers latched to her areolae, drawing her nipples of the same hue out from them. Her nipples grew harder and distinguishably erect from their surrounding pink flesh as he began twirling his fingers around them.
"Please, stop touching me," Koyel cried.
His hands left her breasts and slid down the sides of her hips and into the waistband of her panties.
Koyel knew what came next. Her mind raced to solve the puzzle. There had to be some way to keep him from molesting her further. "Please don't make me do this," Koyel pleaded. "I'm in the mood. Let me jerk you off now," she offered. She reached for her panties, tried to stop Akash from pulling them down. "No," Koyel wailed as if holding a continuous musical note. Akash roughly pried her fingers from the delicate fabric and yanked her briefs to her ankles.
She was a natural black head, her pubic hair the color of shiny black like the hair resting on her shoulders. Akash knelt before her neatly trimmed burning bush .Her hand quickly covered Akash 's site of worship. He rose, leaving her panties around her ankles. She looked like a scared child -- head down, hunched over -- with one arm covering her breasts, and one hand over her vagina. Her defiant self-confidence from earlier had vanished. Akash nudged her backwards until her ass bumped the edge of Gautam 's desk again.
"You need to get a little more comfortable," Akash said, his hands grasping the sides of Koyel 's petite waist. Before she knew what he was doing, he lifted her up (she instinctively grabbed his shoulders for support) and sat her on the desk. Koyel jerked her hands away from Akash 's shoulders the instant he set her down as if his skin jolted her with electricity and resumed covering her privates. "Lay back," Akash 's voice thundered as he shoved Koyel backwards.
It felt surreal to Koyel , like an outer body experience she watched from afar, as Akash navigated her panties, still wrapped around her ankles, from one of her stilettos, and then left the briefs dangling off her other ankle.
"You're beautiful," Akash said as if commenting on a prized game he had hunted and finally caught. He tried opening her legs.
Koyel tried to think of something, anything, to stop Akash from going further, finally offering the unthinkable: "Please, Akash , I'll suck your cock. Don't do this to me."
"That will be nice, Koyel . After I get you nice and aroused I'll let you do that," he replied coldly.
"I'm aroused now... really. Let me do it and I'll show you," she begged.
"Open your legs now, Koyel , or you're going to prison for a very long time!" he roared.
She stared at the ceiling, tears from the corners of her eyes forming rivulets flowing down the sides of her face and into her hair, and allowed him to slowly push her legs open. He spread them wide. She reached down modestly covering her vagina with her hand. He grabbed hold of her wrist and wrestled it over to the side.
"Please, don't fuck me," she cried, words coming from her mouth in staccato.
"I won't fuck you, Koyel . Now relax!" Akash popped his finger in his mouth, getting it nice and wet, then slowly inserted it in Koyel 's small pussy.
Akash 's assurance provided little comfort to Koyel as she felt his finger slowly probing her. He had lied about everything else, turning it into something much worse. A sensation very close to her clitoris alarmed her. "No," she complained, not wanting to be aroused by him. Akash had slobbered on his thumb and gently rubbed the sides of her clit with it. Her nails dug into Akash 's wrist trying to stop him. He pried her fingers off him bending them backward in response, while managing to masturbate Koyel without the slightest interruption.
"Owe, oh God," Koyel yelped, the pain in her hand temporarily distracting her from a response in another part of her body -- she was getting wet, providing enough lubrication for Akash to caress her clit without his spit. By the time the ache in her hand subsided and her cries simmered, her pussy had become aroused.
"Okay, Akash , I'm ready now. Let me suck your dick," Koyel blubbered, attempting to divert his attention and stop him from playing with her vagina. She despised being touched by him and her body's reaction to it.
But Akash didn't stop -- he moved in for the kill. Koyel felt the sensation of his fingers spreading her labia further apart. An inviting heat from her pussy reached Akash 's face as his mouth drew close. Her clitoris was getting harder and his tongue landed on it. She inhaled deeply. "Oh. . . God," she exclaimed exhaling. "Stop it." Her tiny, white hands tried unsuccessfully pushing his black, nappy head away.
Akash 's strong hand pressed on her firm, flat tummy as he performed oral sex on her, his other hand parting her labia. Her clitoris fully hardened and grew larger. Her breathing accelerated and her nipples poked out from her breasts. Koyel fought to control her response. Her hands pushed against Akash 's head. "No," she continued.
Sidharth watched Akash going down on Koyel through the peephole Gautam had installed in the door. Koyel 's hips turned every which way trying to escape his tongue, her soft moans muffled, but audible, "Ooh..., please..., mm-hmm..., don't..., uh-huh..., no..., ah." Short, contradictory words and phrases lacking definite meaning replaced her earlier pleas for Akash to stop.
After nearly two weeks of complete abstinence, with the temptation of Koyel daily, the scene tantalized Sidharth . But it was obvious Koyel was almost ready for him. He removed his clothes waiting for Akash 's signal, his thick, meaty cock hard and leaning from his body under its own immense weight.
"Are you ready yet Koyel ?" Akash asked between licks to her clitoris. "Ooh, no, please, don't. Stop it. I'll play with your cock if you want me to," Koyel beseeched while panting. "Just stop doing that." Koyel 's body displayed signs that it had reached sexual plateau. She had been seduced as much as possible. Now was the best time to make the move, when she would be most vulnerable and receptive to intercourse.
Koyel 's eyes briefly opened as she felt Akash lift his hand off belly. But his tongue still danced with her clit and her eyes closed again. Akash raised his hand up and waived it for Sidharth .
Sidharth quietly opened the door and got into position beside Akash where he could quickly move into place. Akash enjoyed spoiling Koyel 's pussy, but the time had come to share the fun. As Akash moved away from Koyel , Sidharth looked down at her bush. It reminded him of a freshly mowed patch of grass, neatly trimmed and edged with a small garden meticulously weeded, its hairs a shiny black, the same color as the hair that flowed in gentle waves from her head.
Koyel felt Akash grab her hips and scoot her bottom closer to the edge of the desk. He was masturbating her again while rolling both of her nipples gently between his fingers. She opened her eyes, dilated pupils from arousal concealing much of their green color, and saw him smiling down at her as he fondled her tits. He bent down and began nibbling her neck. Akash felt her nipples get even harder as he nibbled his way to her ear.
And then Koyel realized someone else must be playing with her pussy. Her eyes widened and she managed to prop herself on her elbows before Akash stopped her from sitting all the way up. Sidharth stood naked between Koyel 's open legs masturbating her; his cock only inches from her entrance put Koyel in distress. His uncircumcised penis looked strange, absurdly thick and large, like some exaggerated organ on an anime character. Koyel had never seen an uncircumcised penis before or a black one.
Sidharth stopped masturbating Koyel and stretched her labia open while she stared paralyzed in disbelief of his size: a long, thick log with a tan sac holding testicles each the size of a golf ball and filled with sperm. White pre-cum drooled from its tip as Sidharth pulled his foreskin back and aimed toward her opening.
"Oh my God, you said you wouldn't fuck me," Koyel cried to Akash in a panic as he held her. She watched in horror, Sidharth 's fingers parting her labia, her pink membranes exposed glistening with moisture as the brown, bulbous head of Sidharth 's cock gently touched them.
"I'm not going to fuck you," Akash answered in her ear. "He is."
"He's too big. Please don't fuck me Sidharth . I'll suck both your cocks right now!"
She felt the head of his fat cock begin pushing into her.
"No, please, I'm going to get married; I'm not on birth control; I could get pregnant!" she pleaded.
"I promise you won't get pregnant," Sidharth assured her, delivering lines he had carefully rehearsed. "I've had a vasectomy over a year ago and I only shoot blanks now. I already have three kids and I'm not making anymore." He squeezed the bulging head of his unprotected penis inside Koyel -- her first black cock and first uncircumcised one too.
Koyel felt her labia stretch to admit the head of his cock "Oh, God -- please no. Take it out," she begged.
Sidharth slowly inserted more of his gigantic black serpent into Koyel , the pressure causing her discomfort. She felt herself opening further to accommodate both his massive circumference and length. She only had a couple boyfriends and never had a penis this large before.
After a month without pussy and almost two weeks not jerking off, Koyel 's cunt felt like bliss to Sidharth : wet, silky and snug like a tight sleeve hugging his cock, milking it for cum. With a pussy this tight her husband 's prick had to be tiny. Her legs helplessly floundered around Sidharth 's waist as he penetrated deeper, black stilettos remaining on her dainty feet and the white panties still dangling from her left ankle.
Koyel kept visualizing the white pre-cum drooling from Sidharth 's monstrous cock when he had inserted it in her, the milky white slime now leaking inside her. She watched his cock, slick with her vaginal secretions, slowly withdraw almost all the way out, reverse direction, and slowly return into her a little further each time, more of it disappearing and his nappy, black bush getting closer to her own. His cock, almost as round as a soda can, tugged her lips along with it on each stroke, like it was pulling her inside out.
From behind Akash supported Koyel 's back with one hand and used his other to push her elbows from under her. "Lay back," he coldly instructed. Sidharth maintained a slow, steady rhythm and began making tight circles around her clitoris with his thumb. "That's it," Akash said as her blue eyes nervously looked up into his. "Let Sidharth do his thing for a little while and it will be over soon."
How could this be happening? Less than three weeks before her wedding Koyel was laying naked on her back at the edge of a desk with another man's incredibly large cock in her -- a black man -- who was not Amit . She hated Sidharth and Akash for what they were doing. But as her body adapted to its new mate, the pressure and discomfort Koyel had initially experienced gradually diminished, so did her anger and determination to fight. The thoughts of Amit that went through her brain became fleeting. Her eyes closed. She had forgotten what sex felt like without condoms. She could not recall Amit 's penis ever feeling like this. Her body began appreciating Sidharth 's huge, uncircumcised cock in spite of how much she despised him. It felt smoother and seemed to glide in her more comfortably than her husband 's circumcised one; and it gave far more sensation due to its enormous size and friction.
Sidharth remembered Akash 's advice as he felt Koyel cum for the first time -- her pussy squeezing his cock almost like an affectionate gesture rather than an involuntary, biological response, encouraging him to ejaculate in it -- and thought about his grandmother to postpone his own climax.
"No, please, ooh" Koyel whimpered, addressing herself and her body's reaction to this horrible invasion as much as the culprit, Sidharth . But Sidharth knew he finally had her.
Sex with Amit never lasted this long. Koyel felt a second wave of orgasms approaching and cursed herself. Something warm, smooth, and hard pushed against her lips. Her eyes opened. "It's time for the blow job you promised me," Akash said with a smirk as Sidharth drove into her. As disgusting as all this was to her, she opened her mouth and sucked on the head of Akash 's chocolate colored cock, her petite hand wrapping around its shaft and jerking it. Akash observed that her nipples had returned to erection and he began tweaking them.
Sidharth 's balls were ready to explode. As he felt Koyel cum for her third time, he groaned loudly, and with explosive force filled her pussy with his potent, Negro cum. Koyel panicked, trying to tell him not to cum in her, to take it out. But Akash 's cock remained in her mouth and she only managed to moan. Reaching down with both hands she pushed at Sidharth 's stomach just above his pubis, an unsuccessful attempt to make him withdraw and stop the torrent he was releasing in her.
When Sidharth finally removed his cock from Koyel , his jism leaked from her open gash down the crack in her ass. He pulled back his foreskin and messaged her swollen clitoris and pussy lips with the head of his penis.
After several minutes of messaging Koyel 's clitoris with his cock, Sidharth backed away from her. Akash turned her on her side facing him, in better position to finish sucking his cock. Her tiny, white hands ran up and down his long, thick, black shaft frantically trying to get Akash off and get this nightmare over with. Her small engagement ring was a real turn on for Akash as he watched her stroke him with it on her finger.
Akash grabbed Koyel 's head and pulled her face into him. She felt his kinky pubic hairs scbang her lips. "Swallow it," he grunted, as she gaged on several mouthfuls of cum.
In the time it took Koyel to swallow all Akash 's cum, Sidharth achieved a second erection and jerked her back to the edge of the desk. "What are you doing? No!" she yelled with the taste of Akash 's semen still fresh in her mouth. She tried to sit up, but Akash held her down. "Lay down, Koyel ! Sidharth isn't finished yet."
"No, I already had sex with both of you. I want to go home now." She bucked trying to avoid having Sidharth 's massive horse cock inside her a second time as he held her hips and tried re-entering her.
"Do you want home to be prison for the next five years?" Akash reminded Koyel as he pinned her shoulders to the desk top, helping Sidharth hold her down. She struggled against Akash 's massive muscles, their solid weight pushing her down onto the wood's unyielding surface, but felt Sidharth 's smooth, uncircumcised horse cock tightly slithering back inside her anyway. It wasn't as much pressure or discomfort as the first time he entered her.
"Ooh, God, no," Koyel exclaimed as a slow, steady rhythm that seduced her before resumed along with those tight, irresistible circles around her clit Sidharth made with his thumb.
"It's only 4:30 right now," Akash chuckled letting go of Koyel and pointing to his watch. "But I think you may be staying overtime tonight," he continued with a nauseating smile, his eyes landing on an embarrassing clit boner Sidharth 's thumb mercilessly encouraged and exacerbated in Koyel .
"I can't -- no, stop it. Amit 's expecting me. He will come looking for me," Koyel tried threatening.
Akash laughed dryly. Sidharth continued unfazed by Koyel 's warning, the fence locked and the dogs guarding the premises against unwanted intruders. Poor Koyel held no inkling how hollow her protests rang -- didn't fully grasp the checkmate her assailants had carefully planned for two weeks and put her in.
*******
Akash leaned back in Gautam 's chair with an unlit bidi in his mouth watching the two young lovers go at it now for their third time that evening. He felt a perverse sense of satisfaction over the budding relationship he had arranged, noticing that even though Koyel had pleaded and squawked, her legs reluctantly locked around Sidharth 's ass. She had begun to recognize his "extra talent", her hands gliding up Sidharth 's back, almost embracing him. She certainly wasn't fighting him anymore. In fact the two were heavily breathing and somehow the French kissing Sidharth initially forced on Koyel no longer appeared coerced, the two moaning into each other's mouths, their sex filling the room with wet, gushy sounds.
Akash glanced at his watch: it was already 6:15 p.m. and Koyel was indeed working overtime tonight just as he had predicted earlier to her dismay. He had taken the liberty of going through her purse while the two lovebirds were in throes of passion and silencing her phone so they wouldn't be distracted by Amit 's calls. In fact lover boy Amit never showed up as Koyel had fallaciously threatened, which was unfortunate for her. She unwillingly spent quality time with Sidharth instead, getting well acquainted with him. Akash heard Koyel cry out in a high pitch as she came again. How many times was this for her -- 10, 11? He had lost count. What stamina! Sidharth certainly proved that he knew how to deliver himself and could last extra-long.
Finally Sidharth collapsed on top of Koyel after his third orgasm. She found herself embracing his hard muscular body against her own. She released her grip on him, unlocked her legs, and ended their kiss. This was all so vulgar and wrong. Her arousal quickly returned to revulsion. He had ejaculated in her again. Even though Sidharth claimed he was sterile, having his filthy cum inside her disgusted Koyel . She felt his huge cock in her deflating like a leaking balloon. She turned her head to the side and saw Akash , reclining in Gautam 's tattered leather chair, staring at them, the unlit cigar still in his mouth. She pushed Sidharth off her and sat up, then slid from the desk. She picked up the panties that somehow had finally come off her ankle and slid them on. Akash and Sidharth both saw a wet spot forming on them before she put her skirt back on.
Tension filled the room as Koyel dressed. She glanced Sidharth 's way searching for her blouse and saw his well-defined pecks, ripped abs, and the huge, black, horse cock that had been inside her, uncircumcised and strange looking to her, flaccidly hanging in front of him, dripping with their fluids. She quickly diverted her gaze from the revolting sight.
"Would you like your pay?" Akash finally asked.
"Yes," Koyel coldly answered, her limpid blue eyes glaring with hatred.
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