Adultery Indian Wife and the Nukkad Guys - a continuation by alighieri
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For the next one week, I stayed away from sex. My encounter with Asif had left me sore and stretched. On the 7th day, I received a text from an unknown number. It said "Missing your sexy body" My pulse immediately quickened when I read it. "Who is this?" I replied tentatively. "Asif" was the one word reply. Oh thank god! I was worried it was some new tormentor who had somehow gotten access to my mobile number and had decided to blackmail me into having sex. I ignored the text.


After 15 minutes, my phone beeped again. "I'll send the sales boy away in the afternoon. Pls come to the shop". I decided to be firm and texted back "Asif, please stop contacting me."

Within seconds, I received a video with the text "Come to the store or I will release this online." My heart started thumping as I loaded the video.

It was CCTV footage from the trial room where Asif I had changed clothes! It was a 20 second clip of him zipping up my little black dress. The video continued to show Asif trail his fingers along my exposed back and ended with him grabbing my boobs. There was no audio. A sudden fear gripped me. The bastard had taped me while I was changing clothes in the trial room! What other videos did he have from the trial room? I was in a state of panic but I calmed myself and decided to be rational. The video itself was hardly incriminating. I hadn't removed my underwear inside the trial room anyway and the video was quite grainy as it was shot from a distance.

I mustered some strength and replied "I don't care. Stop texting me or I will have to block you."

It was a classic poker move. The chances of someone I knew recognising me in a low resolution, grainy CCTV video was very slim.

There was no reply for half an hour and I was almost relieved when my phone buzzed again. Curious to see if my moves had worked, I opened the WhatsApp notification. It was another video file with the text "Can I post this also?" followed by a wink smiley. A sudden fear gripped me again. Tensely, I loaded the video. And my heart sank when I saw it. It was a video of me on Asif's bed, moaning loudly as he fucked me doggy style. I was completely naked and my face could be seen clearly from the side angle as his long dick thrust in and out of my butt. My boobs were swaying lewdly from the force of his thrusts before grabbed them. The video ended there but I was sure he had taped the entire session on a camera.

I didn't know what to do. I was shocked. Anyone watching the video would know it was me. It would ruin my life if the video got out.

"This is just the teaser. I have the whole sex tape" he texted confirming my worst fears. "Come to the shop at 1’o’clock or I will send this to your husband and upload it on every porn site". This was the ultimate blow. I now had two videos of me having sex with nukkad guys and there was nothing I could do.

The texts continued. "Wear a sexy dress. Can’t wait to rip it off from your body and suck your big boobs."

Suddenly, I hated myself for going shopping. Life was peaceful and without complications. But suddenly I was caught in a whirlpool of blackmail and sex, once again.

I tried to focus on other things at home even though the tension was gnawing away inside me. Reluctantly, I put on an old summer dress that I had. It hugged the curves of my body and ended in a bunch of frills above my knees. As I combed my hair in front of the mirror, I could see that the dress showed off my curvy tits and bare arms. It was gifted by Vinay long back for casual outings in Bombay but it was obscene by local standards. So I wore a jacket on top to appear modest and drove to the shopping centre.

My heart thumped with fear and excitement as I made my way to the store. A few men stared at my legs as I walked by in my revealing outfit. But luckily, being a week day, there weren't too many people shopping.

Asif had an unmistakable grin as I entered the store. "Welcome Sheetalji, I was waiting for you only". As soon as I walked in, he made sure that no one was watching and pulled the shutters down. I was trapped again, physically and psychologically.

He guided me to the room at the back. "Good you came ma'am. I would hate to share your videos with online with other men" he said, as he pulled my jacket off.

"See how easy things are if you listen to me" he said, appraising my body in the sundress. He stared at my enticing cleavage approvingly as he took off his kurta.

I just stood quietly next to the bed as he undressed. I wondered why I always seemed to be in the grip of sadistic, blackmailing men in this town.

Asif lunged at me after stripping down to his boxers and started smooching me all over my face. "I couldn't stop thinking about you after you left the store. I had fitted the store with CCTVs so I could tape sexy women like you changing their clothes." he leered, as he sucked on my lips and licked my face.

I stood motionless as he grabbed the straps of the dress and pulled them off from my shoulders exposing my bra covered tits. I gasped at the suddenness of his force.

"I thought it would be a one time thing where I would fuck you and get it out of the system. But it has only made me lust for you more!" he whispered as he fiddled with my bra strap. He managed to unhook it and pulled it off roughly.

I stood topless, humiliated, as he ogled at my naked tits. He groaned at their sight and grabbed them immediately. "Mash,.' your tits are so delicious. I could play with them all day".

Unable to resist, I moaned softly as his rough hands felt up my boobs and pinched my nipples. The tent in his boxers poked against my thighs. I stood there, my sundress hanging from my hips.

He sat on the bed and asked me to remove the dress completely. As I stepped out of the dress, he grabbed my waist and smooched my midriff. His rough beard grazed against my soft skin, sending a pleasant shiver down my spine.

Involuntarily, I guided his face as he left a trail of wet licks around my navel. " You have such a sexy belly button" he moaned,.

"Mmmm" I moaned and bit my lower lip as he erotically teased my midriff. He slid his hands under my panties and squeezed my flesh ass. Juices flooded my pussy.

I just stood in front of him as he pleasured my navel with his tongue and groped my butt. For a burly guy he was surprisingly good at finding a woman's sensitive spots.

"Oh fuck..mmmmm"

In a flash he pulled my panties down and trailed his tongue from my navel and onto my pussy! I was completely wet now and craving for action.

"Your cunt is so juicy memsaab" he said while brazenly licking it.

"Aaaaah...."

I gasped in pleasure as his wet tongue slithered against my clit.

"Mmmmmmm....oh my god!"

He licked me thoroughly and pulled out after a few seconds. "Doesn't take much to get you going eh?" he sneered.

"Now suck me off like a slut" he said and reclined on the bed.
His dick slapped against my cheeks I pulled his boxers down. It was as huge as I remembered it. Before I could think, he grabbed my face and shoved it roughly into my mouth.

"Aaaargh" a muffled scream came out of my throat as he started fucking my mouth violently.

"Mmmmm...you like that, don't you, you fucking slut!"

My throat ached as I deep throated his gigantic member. But slowly I got used to his size. He mercilessly fucked my mouth with long strokes, his pre-cum dripping into my mouth. It was repulsive but deeply arousing.

"Make an O with your sexy lips. I want to see my cock slide against your sexy lips" he groaned while lewdly rubbing the tip of his cock against my lips. Instinctively I licked my lips as his precum dripped onto my lips.

"I haven't seen a slut like you. Even a whore doesn't lick her lips after a man rubs his dirty cock on her lips like that. Now take it inside!"

Although his comments were meant to humiliate me, they somehow aroused me more and more. I slid his cock into my O shaped mouth and resumed the blowjob.

After a few seconds I looked up to see his expression and to my utter shock I saw that he was taking a video of me on his phone!

I immediately stopped sucking and covered my tits with my hands "What the hell are you doing?" I protested.

He calmly looked at me "You have two options Sheetal. Either you shut up and take my cock back into your slutty mouth or I'll release your sex video to the entire world".

Left with no choice, I got between his legs and started sucking his cock again. He started taping me again on his phone.

"Pull your hair back. I want to see those juicy lips wrapped around my cock". I complied by tying my hair in a bun. It was downright humiliating and yet I found myself getting turned on by the situation as Asif bossed over me and took my video. This was the kind of dirty sex I hadn't been forced into in a long time and I found my body responding passionately.

After a few minutes of cock sucking, Asif pulled me by my hair and asked me to stop. He folded his legs, placed a pillow under his ass and thrust his crotch towards me.

"Enough with my dick, now lick my balls"

Within seconds my tongue was lathering his hairy perineum and ball sack. His strong musky odour strangulated my senses as I found myself greedily sucking his balls.

"What a bitch you're Sheetal. Have you ever done this to any other man?" he asked as he guided my mouth to his asshole. I shook my head to indicate that I hadn't, although I had. I knew the answer would turn him on. His cock twitched visibly when I said that.

His butt was hairy and his asshole even more so. There was so much hair that my tongue could barely feel his puckered opening but going by his appreciative groans

I figured he was enjoying it a lot. Unasked I grabbed his dick and started jerking it off as I gave his asshole a thorough licking. His ass was sweaty and disgusting but nothing deterred me now. I sucked and licked like a possessed woman.

"Ungh...ooooh" his groans grew louder and louder. He was surely about to come and soon enough he grabbed my head and shoved his cock into my mouth splattering my mouth with copious amounts of cum.

"Swallow it" he bellowed when he saw that I was about to spit it out. Reluctantly, I gulped it down and reached for my clothes hoping that this would be the last time I would ever have to service a ruffian against my will.
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