Cost for a loan

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I'll tell you later where and when." He left the bedroom, leaving me the housewife still laying on my bed, dress up over my cunt, his cum oozing out of my pussy. I laid there for several minutes, reliving what just happened. Slowly I admitted to myself that that was the best fuck I ever had. I still felt ashamed, but I knew I loved it. I got up and cleaned myself up.

Re-doing my make-up, putting on an fresh pair of panties and straightening my clothes. Downstairs, the party was in full swing. Nobody seem to miss me to my relief. I began making the rounds again, entertaining and making small talk. Over an hour later, Raj came over to me and chatted with my husband and me as if nothing had happened between us. When we were alone he asked, "Where does your husband keep that White Maruti Car of his?"

"In the garage, through the kitchen door. Why?"

"Meet me there in ten minutes." He left me. I couldn't understand why he asked that question, but in ten minutes, I was in the garage. He was there, standing near the car with a can of motor oil in his hand. He motioned me over. I obeyed. "Drop to your knees and take my cock out of my pants". I looked at him, hoping this would end. When I saw he meant it, I slithered down and unzipped his pants. I reached inside the opening and found his cock. It was hard as a rock, again. I carefully took his cock from his pants and stared at his massive cockmeat. Involuntarily, I was stroking it. "Get up and bend over the hood of the car." He commanded. I stood up, turned and bent over.

My breasts crushed onto the metal of my car. When I complied he said. "Lift your skirt up around your waist." I was confused. "Don't you want me to blow you?" I asked, amazed at his order. "Don't speak. Just do as you are told. NOW!" I hiked my skirt up to my waist and held it there. I was humiliated beyond words. To my amazement, I felt my cunt juices dripping into my little panties. Raj looked at my firm, round ass. It was barely covered by my little white panties, and that lacy white garter belt attached tightly to my black stockings. He reached over and touched my ass cheeks. He squeezed and pinched them. Then he put his hand inside and played with my bare ass. His other hand was in the small of my back, holding me down on the hood of my car.

His finger moved to my asshole and he started to work it inside of me. "Please, don't!" I squealed. Raj stopped. I was thankful. But then he pulled my panties down and told me to step out of them. When I did, he picked them from the garage floor, walked to the other side of the hood, and shoved my panties into my mouth, gagging me. He got back behind me. Raj returned to my asshole, again, pushing me down hard on the metal hood of the car with one hand, and working his finger inside of my now naked asshole with the other. I moaned in humiliation into my panties. The deeper his finger went inside my asshole the hotter he got. He spread my ass cheeks, took some of the motor oil, and lubricated my ass pucker with it. Then he fucked my ass with his long finger. I couldn't see what was happening but felt it and knew what he was doing.

Finally, Raj moved his hard prick to the opening of mys ass and pushed his thick cockhead inside my asshole. I screamed into my panties in agony as this pillar of the community violated my ass. I had never been fucked there before. The motor oil provided little lubrication. Slowly and methodically, deeper and deeper he fucked into me. He held my hips and moved me the way he wanted. Finally, he cock was fully inside my ass. He humped in and out of my ass, his heavy gray haired balls slapping against my cunt, alternately moving his hips and then mine. He fucked my ass relentlessly, not caring at all about me, just satisfying his own animal need. He loved humiliating this young beautiful housewife. Until he let me go, I belonged to him.

I was in pain. I was crying and frightened. I was sure his prick would split me open. But I was also excited by being used and degraded by this man. My ass was on fire, but so was my cunt. I found that I was sucking my cunt juices from my panties as he continued to fuck my ass unmercifully. I was humping back on his cock.

He let go of my hips and let me push back on his cock.

He started to slap my ass cheeks as he fucked me. He kept fucking my asshole and slapping my ass cheeks.

Then he just stood there while I pushed my ass back and forth, stroking his cock with my ass canal. I squeezed his cock with my ass muscles. Now I was moaning into my panties in passion, not pain. He grabbed my hips again and pushed as far into my ass as he could, then began to spurt gobs and gobs of hot sticky cum up my hot ass. I came too. His cum provided more lubrication and he continued to slid his cock in and out of me as my ass muscles squeezed every last drop of cum from his cock. Raj left his cock in my asshole until it got soft and slid out. He let go of me. "Turn around and get back on your knees before me Falguni." He ordered. I was weak from the incredible fucking my ass just took. Slowly I got up and turned.

My dress fell down, covering my naked cunt. I got down on my knees. He pulled my panties from my mouth. He moved his cock to my lips and said, "Lick it clean."

I was in a sexual daze. I opened my mouth and put my tongue on his cock. I licked it, tasting his cum. I licked his cock, then sucked it into my mouth. I wanted to taste it all. He pulled his cock out of my mouth. "Put my cock away," he said. I put his prick back in his pants. "I'll call you when I want you again." He said as he left the garage. I got a towel and wiped his cum and the motor oil from my asshole. I slipped into my panties and straightened my clothes.

As I re-entered the party, Raj was leaving with his wife. I wondered what else he had in store for me over the course of that godforsaken loan. After a week I came to know Raj was promoted and was transferred out of Bombay and I had a breath of relief. But till today from the day Raj fucked me I have not enjoyed my sexual desires not even my hubbie Parag has satisfied me to my needs.