05-03-2023, 07:51 PM
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continuation chap 4
Meera was numb, she couldn’t feel anything that’s happening around her. She was married 18 years ago and for 18 years no man had even behaved and taken control over her like this. She was here, in the arm of a guy who’s well over 20, a guy whom she had met a month back, a man with whom she had a wet dream earlier. Her side hip was grazed with cake cream and she was few inches away from that man. His rough hands worked perfectly to Meera. She could feel that this guy here can become the man who could take control over her. She was in distraught as she stared at D, who was eyeing her face ever since the evening.
D didn’t let go of her hip; he looked over to check if the boys are back. They were still washing and this was the moment he had been waiting for, a time alone with Meera. Here she was in this guy’s clutches not willing to free herself and obviously not able to free herself. D pulled her even closer and looked at her in the eye. “Looks like these guys are taking time. Why don’t we go to the other bathroom and wash ourselves.”, he threw a stone at Meera thinking she wouldn’t accept. Meera surprisingly nodded in agreement. She knew if they waited for the boys to come, they’d know that she was smeared on her hips. She didn’t wanted them to know it, especially Rohan. So, she agreed to D and they started walking towards her bathroom. D released her as she went first.
Meera first went into her bathroom and started washing her face near the sink. Suddenly she felt an arm from the back, an arm she was quite familiar with, an arm that rough enough to send jitters down her vagina, pull her hips a little backward. It was D. It was obvious. She didn’t knew how he got into her bathroom, she locked it before coming, but here was the tall rugged man holding Meera again. He slowly started spreading the cake all over the belly. She was lucky there cause she wore her saree above her navel. D was gently massaging her belly as he was spreading the cake. Meera didn’t resist. He was here in her bathroom, standing behind and her caressing her hips, but she didn’t speak a word. She would have slapped anyone if it wasn’t D. Her body was controlling her not her mind. D on the otherhand slowly pushed his dick onto Meera's butt right in between her ass cracks. He was carassing her hips, pressing them gently and has spread the cake all over it.
He removed his hand once he had spread the cake evenly. His plan was working and he knew it, Meera was enjoying all of this. She had her eyes closed, she wasn't speaking a word. Knowing that the plan has worked out, he further stepped ahead and washed both his bending over a little onto Meera. Then he brought his wet hands onto Meera's belly and gently washed her hip. He did this continously till the cake on her stomach disappeared. Meera has slowly started to give in to D. She wanted to resist, but her body wasn't in her control. She was getting slowly into his act but she was aware that D would even go further to break her, and he had done exactly what she had thought. He put his right hand around Meera's left shoulder and left arm around Meera's hip and squeezed her in his arms. He slowly whispered in her ears, "I didn't know you were this easy Meera." He said while his left arm was playing on her hip. "I thought I'd have to work my way to get into you, but you defied me very badly", he said as he slowly blew air into Meera's sweaty neck. "I thought this beautiful married woman would be hard to convince, but looks like you have missed a man's touch for so long", he said in a husky voice as his hands were crushing her. "You're a very beautiful lady Meera, shouldn't you dress accordingly?", he said as he suddenly removed the saree around her chest. He brought his right hand down and one swift swing he dropped her saree below her navel by few centimetres. Meera was in absolute shock. She didn't expect it to go this far. She let out a small gasp.
"Come on Meera, look at yourself in the mirror", he said as his left hand was circling around her navel. "Would someone believe me if I told them you are a married woman with a kid of 17 years? They'd laugh at me right!", his words and hands were just adding fuel to Meera's fire. "When I saw you the first I fantasized how you're body would be like. You've gone past my expectations, your breasts are beautifully shapped, your hips are so meaty I don't feel like taking these off them", he squeezed her hips hard and Meera gasped. "Tell me Meera, shouldn't you be treated the right way? shouldn't your beauty be underused? Shouldn't a woman like you be unraveled", he said as his finger was slowly circling around her navel. Meera wanted to give in, she could not resist anymore. She didn't think about anyone else at that moment. She wanted his finger inside her. D read Meera like a book, he slowly put his finger into her navel and twisted it a little. Meera moaned,"Dineshhh..". She spoke for the first time. D released her from his clutches all of a sudden. Meera was bewildered. She thought she gave him the green signal, but D stopped. She turned around to look at D. He was a few steps behind her.
He came onto her and pulled her onto him by holding her hips. He looked her in the eye and spoke, "Look Meera, every girl I've banged gave themselves to me. I haven't forced them upon myself. I choose my prey accordingly. I don't kill them in the instant I see them. I capture them, eat them alive and make them beg me to devour them. If you want me inside you, then you have to beg me. I will eat you whenever I can, wherever I can, but you have to stay alive. You have to stay alive and then beg me to have you. I won't ever have a woman whom I've just met or just seen. This is the my first lesson to you my prey. When I meet you the next time you've to be ready for whatever that would come. Understand?". He said in a stern voice. Meera was terrified hearing him speak like that. She wanted to get out of the bathroom as it was already too late. As she was about to put on her saree over her shoulder, D stopped her. He bent down a pulled an hip chain from his pocket. "Happy Wedding Anniversay Meera", he said and tied the chain around her hip. "They look perfect, were them around if I'm not around", he said and left the bathroom. The boys have been waiting for these two. Rohan had a face of terror when he saw D with a wicked smile. "Looks like our sher found his prey", laughed Ash. "Sher bhaiya give us a chance also no", mocked Jack.
While they were laughing out, the door bell rang. Rohan got up to check who it was, as his mom hadn't come out. He went and opened the door. He saw a face, he hadn't seen in a while. Standing there was a woman in her late 37s, with a red bindi on her forehead and bright red lipstick which were quite matching her bindi. "Rohan! My darling", he stepped in to hug him,"How many days has it been? I've missed you my sweetheart", he gave a small peck on his cheeks. Rohan was blusing. He didn't knew her aunt would come, when his pervert bullies are around. Just then Meera came out and saw the woman Rohan was hugging. "Shriya!!", she called out and went to hug her. The boys were shell shocked when they saw this woman. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. They knew Meera was a lovely looking woman. They didn't knew Meera had a younger sister who looked probably more hotter than anyone they've ever seen. The woman standing in front of their eyes, rose their cocks instantly.
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to be contd..
Meera was numb, she couldn’t feel anything that’s happening around her. She was married 18 years ago and for 18 years no man had even behaved and taken control over her like this. She was here, in the arm of a guy who’s well over 20, a guy whom she had met a month back, a man with whom she had a wet dream earlier. Her side hip was grazed with cake cream and she was few inches away from that man. His rough hands worked perfectly to Meera. She could feel that this guy here can become the man who could take control over her. She was in distraught as she stared at D, who was eyeing her face ever since the evening.
D didn’t let go of her hip; he looked over to check if the boys are back. They were still washing and this was the moment he had been waiting for, a time alone with Meera. Here she was in this guy’s clutches not willing to free herself and obviously not able to free herself. D pulled her even closer and looked at her in the eye. “Looks like these guys are taking time. Why don’t we go to the other bathroom and wash ourselves.”, he threw a stone at Meera thinking she wouldn’t accept. Meera surprisingly nodded in agreement. She knew if they waited for the boys to come, they’d know that she was smeared on her hips. She didn’t wanted them to know it, especially Rohan. So, she agreed to D and they started walking towards her bathroom. D released her as she went first.
Meera first went into her bathroom and started washing her face near the sink. Suddenly she felt an arm from the back, an arm she was quite familiar with, an arm that rough enough to send jitters down her vagina, pull her hips a little backward. It was D. It was obvious. She didn’t knew how he got into her bathroom, she locked it before coming, but here was the tall rugged man holding Meera again. He slowly started spreading the cake all over the belly. She was lucky there cause she wore her saree above her navel. D was gently massaging her belly as he was spreading the cake. Meera didn’t resist. He was here in her bathroom, standing behind and her caressing her hips, but she didn’t speak a word. She would have slapped anyone if it wasn’t D. Her body was controlling her not her mind. D on the otherhand slowly pushed his dick onto Meera's butt right in between her ass cracks. He was carassing her hips, pressing them gently and has spread the cake all over it.
He removed his hand once he had spread the cake evenly. His plan was working and he knew it, Meera was enjoying all of this. She had her eyes closed, she wasn't speaking a word. Knowing that the plan has worked out, he further stepped ahead and washed both his bending over a little onto Meera. Then he brought his wet hands onto Meera's belly and gently washed her hip. He did this continously till the cake on her stomach disappeared. Meera has slowly started to give in to D. She wanted to resist, but her body wasn't in her control. She was getting slowly into his act but she was aware that D would even go further to break her, and he had done exactly what she had thought. He put his right hand around Meera's left shoulder and left arm around Meera's hip and squeezed her in his arms. He slowly whispered in her ears, "I didn't know you were this easy Meera." He said while his left arm was playing on her hip. "I thought I'd have to work my way to get into you, but you defied me very badly", he said as he slowly blew air into Meera's sweaty neck. "I thought this beautiful married woman would be hard to convince, but looks like you have missed a man's touch for so long", he said in a husky voice as his hands were crushing her. "You're a very beautiful lady Meera, shouldn't you dress accordingly?", he said as he suddenly removed the saree around her chest. He brought his right hand down and one swift swing he dropped her saree below her navel by few centimetres. Meera was in absolute shock. She didn't expect it to go this far. She let out a small gasp.
"Come on Meera, look at yourself in the mirror", he said as his left hand was circling around her navel. "Would someone believe me if I told them you are a married woman with a kid of 17 years? They'd laugh at me right!", his words and hands were just adding fuel to Meera's fire. "When I saw you the first I fantasized how you're body would be like. You've gone past my expectations, your breasts are beautifully shapped, your hips are so meaty I don't feel like taking these off them", he squeezed her hips hard and Meera gasped. "Tell me Meera, shouldn't you be treated the right way? shouldn't your beauty be underused? Shouldn't a woman like you be unraveled", he said as his finger was slowly circling around her navel. Meera wanted to give in, she could not resist anymore. She didn't think about anyone else at that moment. She wanted his finger inside her. D read Meera like a book, he slowly put his finger into her navel and twisted it a little. Meera moaned,"Dineshhh..". She spoke for the first time. D released her from his clutches all of a sudden. Meera was bewildered. She thought she gave him the green signal, but D stopped. She turned around to look at D. He was a few steps behind her.
He came onto her and pulled her onto him by holding her hips. He looked her in the eye and spoke, "Look Meera, every girl I've banged gave themselves to me. I haven't forced them upon myself. I choose my prey accordingly. I don't kill them in the instant I see them. I capture them, eat them alive and make them beg me to devour them. If you want me inside you, then you have to beg me. I will eat you whenever I can, wherever I can, but you have to stay alive. You have to stay alive and then beg me to have you. I won't ever have a woman whom I've just met or just seen. This is the my first lesson to you my prey. When I meet you the next time you've to be ready for whatever that would come. Understand?". He said in a stern voice. Meera was terrified hearing him speak like that. She wanted to get out of the bathroom as it was already too late. As she was about to put on her saree over her shoulder, D stopped her. He bent down a pulled an hip chain from his pocket. "Happy Wedding Anniversay Meera", he said and tied the chain around her hip. "They look perfect, were them around if I'm not around", he said and left the bathroom. The boys have been waiting for these two. Rohan had a face of terror when he saw D with a wicked smile. "Looks like our sher found his prey", laughed Ash. "Sher bhaiya give us a chance also no", mocked Jack.
While they were laughing out, the door bell rang. Rohan got up to check who it was, as his mom hadn't come out. He went and opened the door. He saw a face, he hadn't seen in a while. Standing there was a woman in her late 37s, with a red bindi on her forehead and bright red lipstick which were quite matching her bindi. "Rohan! My darling", he stepped in to hug him,"How many days has it been? I've missed you my sweetheart", he gave a small peck on his cheeks. Rohan was blusing. He didn't knew her aunt would come, when his pervert bullies are around. Just then Meera came out and saw the woman Rohan was hugging. "Shriya!!", she called out and went to hug her. The boys were shell shocked when they saw this woman. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. They knew Meera was a lovely looking woman. They didn't knew Meera had a younger sister who looked probably more hotter than anyone they've ever seen. The woman standing in front of their eyes, rose their cocks instantly.
to be contd..
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