How a "BET" change a life of Wife

[Givemeextra]

"It’s not about the money," she sobbed. "I thought you were doing something nice for me bringing me here, instead your treating me like a common slut." 

Rajesh started sliding his cock in and out of her ass, feeling her rectum expand and contract with each slow thrust. "You are a slut Ritika, Ritika the slut, you called yourself one a few minutes ago." 

She felt her addiction, her need for his cock taking over and she started pushing her ass back to match his thrusts. "Oh god I am a slut." 

"That's right Ritika the slut," Rajesh told her. "and like all sluts you like it when other men look at your body." 

"Ugh, ugh, yes, yes, I like being watched,even if it's by this ugly little man." she managed to stammer out between thrusts. 

"Look at his crotch Ritika," Rajesh ordered. 

Ritika looked over at the photographer, he had never stopped taking pictures and just kept snapping them off, swiftly changing rolls and putting them into a pack on his belt. She glanced down at his crotch, sure enough his Trouser were bulging out from an erection. 

"You did that Ritika," Rajesh said. "Your slut body made him hard. The least you can do is let him photograph you." 

"I can't let people see me in a porn magazine," she protested. 

"Hey baby," the sweaty little fat man said. "I'll put someone else's head on your body if you want. That way no one will know it's you but thousands of people will see your hot body." 

"That's right Ritika," Rajesh added. "Think of all the hard cocks masturbating to nude pictures of us." 

The thought of all that tasty semen erupting from hundreds of cocks to splatter across nude pictures of her in a magazine was really working Ritika up. "Wh..what do you want me to do?" she asked. 

"I need some shots of your facial expressions as he fucks you, and Rajesh when you get close, pull your dick out of her ass while it's still coming, so I can get some shots of that. By the way, Ritika talk dirty, it puts me in the mood." 

"Oh fuck me, fuck my ass. Your cock feels so big in my ass," Ritika said while Rajesh fucked her with slow steady strokes. She never paused to think why he would need shots of her face if they were going to use another model's face.Harry, the photographer couldn't stand it any more. They had been fucking for close to half an hour and Ritika had been talking dirty for most of it. Now, she had apparently given up on talking and had laid down on her knees, resting her head on her crossed arms, a very satisfied look on her face as Rajesh continues to slowly fuck her upthrust ass. Harry had photographed hundreds of couples and had never seen anything this hot. He had never seen a cock as big as Rajesh's and had almost cum in his pants when the slut swallowed it all. She could even take it all in her pussy. If only Rajesh could bury the remaining four inches in her ass, then she'd be perfect. "You getting close," he asked Rajesh and he quickly started stripping when Rajesh shook his head no. 

Ritika awoke from her trance when she heard the photographers knobby knees hit the ground in front of her face. Thinking he wanted some more close-ups she smiled up at him and instead found herself staring at his ugly cock. She couldn't keep the disgust off her face as she looked up at his nude body. He wore about five gold chains that dangled down upon a hairy chest. Sweat glistened off the rolls of fat that hung down across his substantial stomach. His cock was about half the size of Rajesh's but just as fat, making it look disproportionate. He was uncircumsized and the wrinkly foreskin made his fat little cock resemble it's owner. 

"What are you waiting for Ritika? Suck him off," Rajesh said. 

"No way," she replied looking completely revolted. 

Ritika heard a loud smacking sound and a second later the pain hit her causing her to jump a little. She jumped into the photographers penis feeling it rub across her cheek, leaving a trail of pre-cum in its wake. She recovered and looked back at Rajesh in shock. Her left ass cheek was bright red and stinging from where he had slapped her. "Y-you spanked me," she said, an incredulous look on her face. 

"That's what you get when you disobey me," he replied. "Now suck him off." 

"You spanked me," she said again.