20-12-2018, 03:33 PM
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Indian Wife Gone Bad Ch. 05
Shilpa came back from the bathroom and started narrating what happened next.
"The next day, I decided to dress frumpy. I wore a long sleeved t-shirt, with a bra underneath. And wore trackpants with the grandma panties. Shortly after noon, he was at the door. I had expected Shambhu to be with him, but thankfully he was alone. He didn't say a word, not as much as a smile. Just walked straight to the studio and took his pose. I also went behind him wordlessly and started painting. And then, the powercut happened."
"So the powercut story was true?" I asked.
"Well, mostly. Except he didn't ask for permission to take his shirt off. He commanded me to work on his face and took the shirt off. Then.... he took his pants off too, and sat there in his underwear. And that is when I noticed the big bulge in his underwear."
"He was hard?" I asked.
"No, he was not. But the bulge, even without an erection is very.....substantial. I kept painting, but I couldn't resist peeking at his bulge. Which he noticed. He asked me if I wanted to see more, and I said no."
"Did you?" I asked.
"Well." Shilpa said, "I said no the couple of times at least. Anyway, after that he started pestering me to take my t-shirt off too. I kept saying no, but he kept insisting. And then he made the wisecrack about seeing my private parts. And he added, he could understand if I wasn't confident of my ability to resist him, which is why I was wearing a shirt in such oppressive heat. Again, he challenged my self-esteem and I got manipulated. I took off the shirt. Then a while later, he kept goading me to take the bra off, again making similar comments about my insecurity about being able to resist him. So I took the bra off too and started painting topless."
"In a couple of minutes, I noticed the bulge in his underwear kept getting bigger and bigger. I tried to look away but it was just.... too big. He caught me looking and said - well, it is growing because of you fabulous boobs, and because you are the cause, I think you really should see it. I shook my head. He asked again. I shook my head again, but this time slower. The next time he asked, I didn't say anything. So he got up, and took his underwear off."
"And is it....big?" I asked.
"Oh yes. It is."
"Bigger than mine? Tell me honestly." I asked, and regretted the question as soon as I asked it.
"Yes. It is way bigger. You know that porn star Ron Jeremy.... he looked like him....old, hairy, balding, big paunch, but a bigger dick. And I realized where he got his cocky confidence from, no pun intended. Anyway, I watched spellbound as he came close to me. I could not take my eyes off his dick. Pretty soon he was next to me, and playing with my boobs like I told you last time. Or I should say attacking them. He played with them for a few minutes, bringing me into a heightened state of arousal."
"Were you playing with his dick?" I asked.
"Yes, I was. Running my hands up and down it, feeling its girth and length. He kept playing with my tits and I kept playing with his dick. After a few minutes, he asked me to get completely naked. I obeyed, like a slave. Instantly, I pushed my pants and panties down and stepped out of them. He then started fingering my clit and my pussy, standing right there. He did that for a few more minutes and by now, if he had wanted, he could have fucked me and I would not have protested."
"But he didn't?" I asked and Shilpa shook her head.
"His cellphone which was in his pants started ringing. He left me standing there, my pussy sopping wet and my nipples hardened and went to answer the phone. He took the phone out of the pants, listened for a few seconds, and just said - ok just a minute. He then disconnected the phone, and beckoned me over with his finger. I walked towards him, as if in a trance. He asked me to sit down on the chair and I did. He asked me to open my legs wide apart and I did, hoping he would fuck me. But instead he took my right hand, put my fingers in my pussy and said - do this."
"Weird. And then?" I asked.
"And then," Shilpa said, "he walked out of the studio, just like that. Naked, his huge cock still fully erect. I sat there, fingering myself like he had ordered. And waited for him to come back. I thought he had gone to the bathroom or something. So I waited. Five minutes. Ten minutes. Nothing. Finally, I got tired of fingering myself, and decided to go and see where he was."
"And where was he?"
"He was in the living room." Shilpa said. "On the couch. Or rather, Savitri was on the couch and he was on top of Savitri, fucking her gradually. I walked towards them and stood behind the couch. My eyes first went to their crotches. Balram's dick was pistoning in and out of Savitri's cunt, and yet it did not completely enter her pussy. Savitri was lying on her back, fully naked, her tiny boobs gyrating. Her eyes were half closed, as if in a trance. But when she heard me approach, she looked into my eyes, and I looked into hers. She registered my nakedness and smiled ruefully."
"I stood there for a few minutes, but Balram did not as much as look at me. He was ignoring me. And I just stood there, watching him fuck her. Like watching my own personal porno. After about ten minutes, as Balram fucked her harder, he finally looked at me and said - why are you standing there like a zombie? Sit on the couch and finger yourself. I walked around the couch and sat next to Savitri's bouncing head. Still looking at them, I started fingering myself. Savitri looked up at me, reached up with her hands and started fondling my left breast. This went on for a while, after which Balram withdrew his dick and told Savitri to get on her knees. She did and Balram started fucking her doggy style."
"Savitri's face was now right next to my hips, and whenever a hard thrust pushed her forward, she'd lick me. After a couple of minutes, Balram asked me to turn sideways facing him. I did, and almost immediately, Savitri put her tongue on my clit. I was already pretty worked up. Add to it the sight in front of my eyes - my maid, fully naked, on her knees, being fucked by a dirty old man. It did not take me too long to have an orgasm. As I got done with the orgasm and relaxed my muscles, Balram spat at me."
"He spat at you?" I asked absentmindedly. By now my erection was raging hard.
"Yes, he spat at me and said - typical middle class housewife, cums so easily. Look at Savitri. I've been fucking her for twenty minutes and yet no orgasm. You know why, he asked. And then answered - because I haven't let her have one yet. You want to see me make her cum in 30 seconds? I just stared at him, with glazed eyes. He said, observe. He pulled Savitri's hips closer to him and started fucking her at an increased tempo. And the expression on Savitri's face, which was still at my crotch, changed dramatically. Her eyes rolled upwards, her mouth was wide open and she started whining. The whine grew louder until it became a shriek. And then, as Balram continued to pound her, she grabbed me around the waist, hugged me tight for support, and started shaking. I started shaking with her, and her orgasm hit her in full force. And I tell you, Arun, it was..... like something I have never seen before. The way she shook, the way she wailed.... the intensity of her goosebumps... and she even started to cry. She shook like that for a good minute or so, and then finally fell silent and motionless."
Shilpa came back from the bathroom and started narrating what happened next.
"The next day, I decided to dress frumpy. I wore a long sleeved t-shirt, with a bra underneath. And wore trackpants with the grandma panties. Shortly after noon, he was at the door. I had expected Shambhu to be with him, but thankfully he was alone. He didn't say a word, not as much as a smile. Just walked straight to the studio and took his pose. I also went behind him wordlessly and started painting. And then, the powercut happened."
"So the powercut story was true?" I asked.
"Well, mostly. Except he didn't ask for permission to take his shirt off. He commanded me to work on his face and took the shirt off. Then.... he took his pants off too, and sat there in his underwear. And that is when I noticed the big bulge in his underwear."
"He was hard?" I asked.
"No, he was not. But the bulge, even without an erection is very.....substantial. I kept painting, but I couldn't resist peeking at his bulge. Which he noticed. He asked me if I wanted to see more, and I said no."
"Did you?" I asked.
"Well." Shilpa said, "I said no the couple of times at least. Anyway, after that he started pestering me to take my t-shirt off too. I kept saying no, but he kept insisting. And then he made the wisecrack about seeing my private parts. And he added, he could understand if I wasn't confident of my ability to resist him, which is why I was wearing a shirt in such oppressive heat. Again, he challenged my self-esteem and I got manipulated. I took off the shirt. Then a while later, he kept goading me to take the bra off, again making similar comments about my insecurity about being able to resist him. So I took the bra off too and started painting topless."
"In a couple of minutes, I noticed the bulge in his underwear kept getting bigger and bigger. I tried to look away but it was just.... too big. He caught me looking and said - well, it is growing because of you fabulous boobs, and because you are the cause, I think you really should see it. I shook my head. He asked again. I shook my head again, but this time slower. The next time he asked, I didn't say anything. So he got up, and took his underwear off."
"And is it....big?" I asked.
"Oh yes. It is."
"Bigger than mine? Tell me honestly." I asked, and regretted the question as soon as I asked it.
"Yes. It is way bigger. You know that porn star Ron Jeremy.... he looked like him....old, hairy, balding, big paunch, but a bigger dick. And I realized where he got his cocky confidence from, no pun intended. Anyway, I watched spellbound as he came close to me. I could not take my eyes off his dick. Pretty soon he was next to me, and playing with my boobs like I told you last time. Or I should say attacking them. He played with them for a few minutes, bringing me into a heightened state of arousal."
"Were you playing with his dick?" I asked.
"Yes, I was. Running my hands up and down it, feeling its girth and length. He kept playing with my tits and I kept playing with his dick. After a few minutes, he asked me to get completely naked. I obeyed, like a slave. Instantly, I pushed my pants and panties down and stepped out of them. He then started fingering my clit and my pussy, standing right there. He did that for a few more minutes and by now, if he had wanted, he could have fucked me and I would not have protested."
"But he didn't?" I asked and Shilpa shook her head.
"His cellphone which was in his pants started ringing. He left me standing there, my pussy sopping wet and my nipples hardened and went to answer the phone. He took the phone out of the pants, listened for a few seconds, and just said - ok just a minute. He then disconnected the phone, and beckoned me over with his finger. I walked towards him, as if in a trance. He asked me to sit down on the chair and I did. He asked me to open my legs wide apart and I did, hoping he would fuck me. But instead he took my right hand, put my fingers in my pussy and said - do this."
"Weird. And then?" I asked.
"And then," Shilpa said, "he walked out of the studio, just like that. Naked, his huge cock still fully erect. I sat there, fingering myself like he had ordered. And waited for him to come back. I thought he had gone to the bathroom or something. So I waited. Five minutes. Ten minutes. Nothing. Finally, I got tired of fingering myself, and decided to go and see where he was."
"And where was he?"
"He was in the living room." Shilpa said. "On the couch. Or rather, Savitri was on the couch and he was on top of Savitri, fucking her gradually. I walked towards them and stood behind the couch. My eyes first went to their crotches. Balram's dick was pistoning in and out of Savitri's cunt, and yet it did not completely enter her pussy. Savitri was lying on her back, fully naked, her tiny boobs gyrating. Her eyes were half closed, as if in a trance. But when she heard me approach, she looked into my eyes, and I looked into hers. She registered my nakedness and smiled ruefully."
"I stood there for a few minutes, but Balram did not as much as look at me. He was ignoring me. And I just stood there, watching him fuck her. Like watching my own personal porno. After about ten minutes, as Balram fucked her harder, he finally looked at me and said - why are you standing there like a zombie? Sit on the couch and finger yourself. I walked around the couch and sat next to Savitri's bouncing head. Still looking at them, I started fingering myself. Savitri looked up at me, reached up with her hands and started fondling my left breast. This went on for a while, after which Balram withdrew his dick and told Savitri to get on her knees. She did and Balram started fucking her doggy style."
"Savitri's face was now right next to my hips, and whenever a hard thrust pushed her forward, she'd lick me. After a couple of minutes, Balram asked me to turn sideways facing him. I did, and almost immediately, Savitri put her tongue on my clit. I was already pretty worked up. Add to it the sight in front of my eyes - my maid, fully naked, on her knees, being fucked by a dirty old man. It did not take me too long to have an orgasm. As I got done with the orgasm and relaxed my muscles, Balram spat at me."
"He spat at you?" I asked absentmindedly. By now my erection was raging hard.
"Yes, he spat at me and said - typical middle class housewife, cums so easily. Look at Savitri. I've been fucking her for twenty minutes and yet no orgasm. You know why, he asked. And then answered - because I haven't let her have one yet. You want to see me make her cum in 30 seconds? I just stared at him, with glazed eyes. He said, observe. He pulled Savitri's hips closer to him and started fucking her at an increased tempo. And the expression on Savitri's face, which was still at my crotch, changed dramatically. Her eyes rolled upwards, her mouth was wide open and she started whining. The whine grew louder until it became a shriek. And then, as Balram continued to pound her, she grabbed me around the waist, hugged me tight for support, and started shaking. I started shaking with her, and her orgasm hit her in full force. And I tell you, Arun, it was..... like something I have never seen before. The way she shook, the way she wailed.... the intensity of her goosebumps... and she even started to cry. She shook like that for a good minute or so, and then finally fell silent and motionless."
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