21-12-2023, 03:09 PM
Mily Goes on a call :
Mily popped in a contraceptive pill after her bath. She brought the strip just after her encounter with Mr. Ashim, She hid it well under her clothes in the almirah.
Anyway her hubby would be too tired and drunk to find it.
She wondered how this new phase of her life would proceed. She didn’t have sex with her hubby since many months and here she did have earth shattering orgasms with two strangers with a week and got paid for that too.
But deep down she was still a homely housewife and mother. The guilt of getting fucked by strangers was getting too much for her to bear. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she sat in her chair beside the table pondering.
Her phone rang, she snapped back to reality. It was Sonali , Mily reluctantly answered It “you have done a good job, Choksi seth is very happy with you, now take some rest before the next assignment” laughed sonali and cut the call.
She didn’t reply a word as she kept the mobile on the table. She wondered whether she could discuss the situation with anyone. No name came in her mind.
A wife’s best friend ie her hubby was also oblivious.
She got dressed and ready and left her flat to receive her daughter at the bus stop. She returned home and sat for lunch with her daughter, after she changed.
She went in her bedroom, the air in her bedroom was still thick and smelled of the rigorous sex she had with the fat slob just an hour ago. She opened her bedroom window and turned on the fan at full speed to drive the smell away.
Her bed sheet was stained at many places from her own juices. She hurriedly changed the bed sheet and soaked the stained one.
She lay down on bed with her daughter beside for an afternoon nap. How hard she tried to sleep but just couldn’t , as the scene of the animal sex she had flashed again and again in front of her eyes. She wondered on how she could let that fat slob ravish her body, again and again.
The strange part was she too enjoyed the onslaught at some point of time and the crispy notes were an added bonus. “Am I turning into a slut” she thought.
She was tired, so soon she slumbered into sleep after some time.
Rest of the day , went on peacefully , as usual her hubby didn’t not suspect anything, the still lingering light smell of sex , the changed bed cover , nothing.
The next day also passed on peacefully, but she was always on her toes for the dreadful phone call. Her phone did rang few times and her heart skipped a beat each time , but then they were mere tele marketing calls.
Next day started the usual way, she wore the same red saree and black half sleeve blouse which she wore on the day of encounter with Mr. Ashim and went to drop her kid at the bus stop.
She didn’t have much of a choice of saree as she could not afford new saree every month. Her mind flashed with the scenes between her and Mr. Ashim but then she brushed it off.
As soon as she entered her home and opened her slippers and locked the door, the bell rang. “who this could be, at this time” she wondered at back of her mind , as she opened the door and immediately her face went white as she could recognize her visitor.
It was the same kid at her door , who carried a note from sonali the previous day. Today also he held a note in his handed, He extended his hand and Mily took it from his hand and closed the door.
She opened the note with trembling hands, “Call me boudi at this number …………..” all it said. She remembered that only Mr. Ashim called her boudi.
She dialed the number with trembling hands “ Yes what do you want “ she spat with anger. “ Nothing Boudi, I am inviting you for a cup of tea at my place” he told her calmly. “ I don’t know know where you live , so cannot come” she spat again. “ No issues boudi , the kid is still waiting for you outside your door, just follow him and he will guide you, please don’t be late boudi” he laughed and cut the call.
Mily slumped on her chair , “what to do now” she wondered. She looked at the clock , it was 10.00am. Her daughter will return at 2.30pm .
She got up ,wore her slippers and opened the door. She didn’t care to wear any make up except for the red lipstick she applied while dropping off her daughter.
The shabby kid was still standing outside her door. She locked her door and followed the kid down the stairs onto the street.
She followed the kid onto a huge society, it was quite close to where she lived, got onto the lift , until they reached a flat on 4th floor. Flat No. 409, the kid rang the bell as Mily stood by nervously.
The door opened after some time , Mr. Ashim dressed in a white T shirt and a grey shorts stood before them. He beamed and handed a 500/- note to the kid , who left silently.
“welcome Boudi” he smiled and waved his hand inside. She stepped in without taking off her slippers. Most of the floor was covered in a carpet. He signaled her to the sofa to seat down , she took a seat on the sofa. It was not as big as the sofa at sonali’s place but very costly.
Her eyes all around admiring the drawing room , as he left the room. It was done to a great taste; oil paintings hung from the walls and the drawing room was sparking clean. Her shabby flat stood nowhere against this flat. “is there a hidden camera here too “she wondered.
Soon he returned with a tray with water glass in it and offered her. Mily could notice the tent forming in his shorts as she took the glass of water from the tray.
Mr. Ashim placed the tray on the glass table in front of sofa as he sat on her right side in the sofa. Mily gulped as he sat beside her as she was sipping the water. It was so awkward for her to be at that person’s house , who drag her into this muck. This lecherous person was the first one to touch and enjoy her after her hubby. This heinous person got the fat slob in her house, who then fucked her in her own marital bed.
Still she was in this person’s house just to save her family and save her from humiliation.
She shivered, when he placed his left hand upon her right thigh and caressed it lightly over her saree. “ Cmon let me show you around the flat” his voice boomed. He left her thigh and held her right hand and urged her to get up from the sofa.
He was standing before her as he tugged her hand and the tent in his shorts was right in front her eyes. It has grown quite big in a short time.
She got up as he held her hand and guided her in a tour of his flat. It was a 3 BHK set , Mily had never seen one before. Her parents and in laws had 1BHk and it was for the first time she set her eyes in a 3BHK.
The bedrooms were huge, her whole rented flat could be set in any one of the bedrooms. All the bedrooms had a double bed fitted in them. On the walls hung his family pictures. His wife and kids. One daughter and one son.
His son seemed same age as her own daughter and His daughter was older, may in class 10th.
Ashim noticed her eyeing his family pics “ My wife with my kids has gone to their grand parents for a week” He quipped.
His wife was pretty but was no where compared to Mily. Though she wore expensive clothes , still Mily looked much ravishing in her simple red saree.
“These bedrooms are for my son and daughter and this one is master bedroom for me and my wife” he explained .As he guided her around the flat , still holding her hand. The master bedroom was special with hidden lights and huge mirrors on the wall and ceiling. “Why are so many mirrors” she wondered.
The kitchen was as big as her drawing room and each bedroom was equipped with an attached bathroom.
After showing around the flat , they returned back to the drawing room.
He made her sit on the sofa and left her alone again. She shifted nervously as she sat on the sofa. She took off her slippers to feel the soft carpet beneath , it felt so soft to her feet . “must be very costly” she thought. She glanced at the elegant wall clock and it was 11.30am.
Ashim returned soon, but now his white t shift was off, he was dressed only in a white vest and grey trouser with a huge tent in it.
This time he sat on her left side and without wasting time grabbed her face with his both hands and placed a kiss on her red lips.
Mily was stunned by this sudden attack, this was expected, she anticipated but not so suddenly. He tried to pry open her lips with his tongue but she didn’t let it invade her mouth.
Mr. Ashim took off her lips “You have to cooperate Boudi, Sonali wont like you not cooperating” he threatened. She shivered at the mention of sonali.
He set his lips again on her and again pushed her lips with is tongue and Mily gave it. His dirty tongue now invaded her mouth and he sucked on her tongue and lips , lower one first and then sucked her upper lips. His mouth was assaulting her all over , her lips , her neck . He pushed his tongue deep into her ears , as occasional soft moans “ ohhhh …..” escaped her lips from time to time.
Though Mr. Ashim seemed rich , his hygiene was poor . His mouth smelled badly as if he didn’t brush . Mily’s hands lay on her lap as he kept on assaulting her lips and mouth.
While kissing and invading her mouth with his tongue again and again , he held her left hand and placed it on the tent formed in his shorts.
She jerked her hand off it almost immediately. He grabbed her hand again and placed it firmly on his tent and kept it holding there.
She has no option now other than holding his cock over the cloth. Her hand gripped the already hard cock over the shorts as his left hand now left her hand moved over to her left boobs and started to caress her.
The cock now gripped in her hand felt warm and getting harder as he continued his assault on her lips and boobs. He now made his next move. He left her and removed her left hand from his tight cock and with a single flow , removed the pallu from her left shoulder .
Her cleavage was now exposed to his eyes as the pallu fell on her lap. He whole mouth was shining from his saliva in the well lit drawing room. Next he got off from the sofa and slid his shorts down to the carpeted floor. The already hard cock sprang from its bondage and was standing in an erected position.
He again sat on sofa beside her and grabbed her left hand and placed it now on his naked hard warm cock. Mily gripped it again with her slender finger. It felt so silky and warm and so big to her hand. He urged an upward to and fro motion with is hand over hers on his cock , she obliged . He left her hand and again returned to her boobs and is lips now on her naked shoulder.
He licked and bit her shoulder, her neck . “He is marking me again” she thought as she continued to jerk him.
After some time , she left her again and stood up as her hand slipped off from the hard cock, his cock was not oozing pre cum and some it were already on her hand. “what now” she wondered.
He shifted and now stood between her legs , as such that his cock was now positioned erect just in front her mouth. The cock was smelling very bad “He is indeed having a poor Hygiene and he wants me to suck him” she shuddered at this thought.
She had never sucked anyone till now, not even her hubby. But she knew about if from the porn she saw now and then on her mobile. He rubbed his tip on her lips , coating her red with his pre cum. She almost vomited with the smell.
“Suck it now” he commanded. “What all will I have to go through” she thought as she gripped the cock with her slender right hand and opened her lips.
He pushed forward his cock right in her mouth as her red lips gave way. He grabbed her hair with his right hand and started to fuck her pretty mouth.
He always wanted to have a blow job but his wife denied strictly and now as he has got hold of this much pretty housewife , so he was thrilled and began fucking Mily’s mouth eagerly.
Mily was new to giving blow jobs and that too a huge cock like this one , she began to gag and choke on this cock, But Mr. Ashim had turned into an animal and did not let go off her hairs and kept pounding her face rapidly.
After few minutes of face pounding, she was sweating with this rough pounding and repeatedly gagging. Tears rolled down her eyes onto her lap, her mouth was sore but he didn’t let go and kept fucking. his dream was being fulfilled.
Suddenly he left her hair and pulled out of her mouth , Mily took a deep breath in relief but almost immediately his cock spewed long strings of warm cum all over her pretty face. He held his cock and aimed it at her face, The strings hit her nose , her eyes , her lips and all over her forehead. It spewed in liters.
His cock was semi soft now as cum dripped down her face onto her saree. “will the stain be removed” she thought.
Mily jolted out of her thought as she heard his boom “ lick me clean” as he again held his cock and rubbed it on her lips. Giving in to the fate , she opened her lips again and licked his smelly disgusting cock with her tongue and cleaned it.
Taking out his cock, he told her to go to the master bedroom washroom and clean herself.
She walked with wobbly legs to the master bedroom. She could see herself in every mirror in the master bedroom. Her face , lips and nose and eyes were covered in white cum. It tasted salty on her tongue. She rushed off to the bathroom and took her time to clean every speck from her face, hairs and clothes. She returned to the drawing room after some time and found Mr. Ashim still sitting on the sofa , smoking.
He smiled at her and got up from the sofa after stubbing out the cigarette.
No words spoken , he approached her and started to make her nude . Off came her saree, then her white petticoat. Her black blouse came off exposing the black bra that held her taut boobs. She was aroused too.
Then he unclipped her bra and it joined the other clothes on the carpet. Then he knelt down in front of her and peeled off the black panty of her legs onto the floor.
She was now nude in front of the guy whom she met the third time in a week and who just made her suck him.
All she had was a slim chain around her neck that hung between her boobs , red and white bangles and a lone silver anklet in her left ankle and her simple wristwatch.
The traces of red sindoor on her forehead still proved that she was a married lady . Though she was bit dusky , but her body shone in the bright lit room. Ashim now took off his vest and it fell upon her panty on the carpet, as he too now was nude. His now semi hard cock was again showing signs of life seeing a nude beauty in front of him.
He picked her up in his strong arms and walked to the master bedroom. She clung to his neck scared.
Upon reaching the bedroom, he just flung her in center of the bed like a rag doll. She shrieked as she landed on her butt onto the bed.
She could view herself eagle spread from all angle in the mirrors around her. She now understood the usefulness of the mirrors.
Mr. Ashim climbed onto the bed. She looked like a deer in front of a hungry lion. She looked on as he climbed on to the bed and positioned himself near her feet. She looked at her watch as there was no wall clock in these mirror walls. It was already 12.30 pm and in another 2 hours her daughter will be in the bus stop. “don’t worry boudi , I will free you on time” he assured.
Without wasting any time , he spread her silky legs and placed his lips on her dripping pussy lips. With her feet placed on either side of his shoulder , she grabbed his remaining hairs with her hands and moaned loudly. “ Ohhhhhhh……maaaaaaa”. The invasion in her pussy with his tongue began, he held on to her waist to steady her while attacking her pussy.
He removed his right hand from her waist and shoved his middle finger in her pussy while eating and licking her. The image of a housewife with spread legs and a semi bald head between her legs on the mirror in the ceiling was very erotic and she wondered how much would it cost to set up a mirror like this in her bedroom, while moaning loudly.
May be setting up a mirror like this would raise the interest of sex in her hubby, but she was jolted right out of her thoughts as she experienced a huge orgasm. Her shapely finger nails dug deep in his skull. After ravishing her for few more minutes , in which she came twice, he raised him self on his elbow and moved over her body.
He grabbed her left hand and made her grab his rock hard cock and commanded “ Put me in you”. Her pussy was accustomed in taking over sized cock than her hubby in last few days. She reluctantly put his tip on her pussy lips and he pushed.
She groaned loudly “ ohhhhhhhhhhhh” in his ear as most of it went in her already wet pussy. He pulled back and pushed back again as his cock was embedded till its hilt in her pussy. Her arms on her back already dug her nails on his bare back skin.
She could see her self in the mirror above, a lady with sindor on her fore head , her mouth forming an “O” as she moaned loudly with each stroke. With a semi bald man over her who was not her hubby pounding her roughly.
His teeth sunk into her bare shoulder as his cock pistoned in and out of her slick dripping pussy. Her eyes rolled and her nails dug in his skin , she wrapped her thighs around his waist and locked her heels behind his back, pulling his deeper.
It didn’t matter anymore that the person fucking was not her hubby and that her daughter will be soon waiting for her in the bus stop.
The room was filled with her loud moans and his loud grunts as he pounded her harder and harder. She was moaning “ aaro jore , aaro jore” (faster faster) in his right ear , urging him a guy who was just a stranger to fuck her harder and faster.
Her anklet rubbed onto his back waist. He grabbed her by shoulder slipping his arms under her shoulder and pumped hard, her boobs were being crushed by his broad shoulder. He went on and on in this missionary position. When ever he felf that he was about to cum, he slowed down and stalled the flow. And again regained the speed and force . However Mily came many times, that she lost count. She wailed loudly each time she came and dug her nails and biting down on his shoulder. Now she was marking him too and he enjoyed that.
The intense fucking in the soft bed was altogether a new experience for Mily.
After many minutes , she could feel her swell up inside her as he blasted liters of his potent hot seeds in her . She again experienced a shattering orgasm as the strings of cum hit her deep in side. Her eager needy pussy milked every drop from his cock and he became soft again and plopped out. He got up from the bed , while she still lay on her back watching herself heaving and panting from the intense sex she just had.
Mr. Ashim returned to the bedroom and threw a thick wad of currency notes at her in bed. She was a whore after all.
She glanced at her wrist watch and gasped it was 1.45pm and she just got up and collected the money from bed and rushed to her drawing room. He sat on the sofa with just his shorts on and smiled.
She collected her clothes in hurry and got dressed . wore her slipper and pushed the thick wad of money in her purse and rushed out of his house. There was no thought in her mind except that of her daughter. She came down the lift , onto the road.
The watchman looked at her with a strange looks in his eyes. I must be looking as if “I have been fucked “ she wondered.
She almost ran down the road to reach the bus stop . and she saw the bus rolling to a stop as she reached. She was almost late. “Will be more careful in future” she assured herself. She didn’t have time to cook a lunch , but with a thick wad of money she lead her daughter to a restaurant , where they would enjoy their lunch.
Mily popped in a contraceptive pill after her bath. She brought the strip just after her encounter with Mr. Ashim, She hid it well under her clothes in the almirah.
Anyway her hubby would be too tired and drunk to find it.
She wondered how this new phase of her life would proceed. She didn’t have sex with her hubby since many months and here she did have earth shattering orgasms with two strangers with a week and got paid for that too.
But deep down she was still a homely housewife and mother. The guilt of getting fucked by strangers was getting too much for her to bear. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she sat in her chair beside the table pondering.
Her phone rang, she snapped back to reality. It was Sonali , Mily reluctantly answered It “you have done a good job, Choksi seth is very happy with you, now take some rest before the next assignment” laughed sonali and cut the call.
She didn’t reply a word as she kept the mobile on the table. She wondered whether she could discuss the situation with anyone. No name came in her mind.
A wife’s best friend ie her hubby was also oblivious.
She got dressed and ready and left her flat to receive her daughter at the bus stop. She returned home and sat for lunch with her daughter, after she changed.
She went in her bedroom, the air in her bedroom was still thick and smelled of the rigorous sex she had with the fat slob just an hour ago. She opened her bedroom window and turned on the fan at full speed to drive the smell away.
Her bed sheet was stained at many places from her own juices. She hurriedly changed the bed sheet and soaked the stained one.
She lay down on bed with her daughter beside for an afternoon nap. How hard she tried to sleep but just couldn’t , as the scene of the animal sex she had flashed again and again in front of her eyes. She wondered on how she could let that fat slob ravish her body, again and again.
The strange part was she too enjoyed the onslaught at some point of time and the crispy notes were an added bonus. “Am I turning into a slut” she thought.
She was tired, so soon she slumbered into sleep after some time.
Rest of the day , went on peacefully , as usual her hubby didn’t not suspect anything, the still lingering light smell of sex , the changed bed cover , nothing.
The next day also passed on peacefully, but she was always on her toes for the dreadful phone call. Her phone did rang few times and her heart skipped a beat each time , but then they were mere tele marketing calls.
Next day started the usual way, she wore the same red saree and black half sleeve blouse which she wore on the day of encounter with Mr. Ashim and went to drop her kid at the bus stop.
She didn’t have much of a choice of saree as she could not afford new saree every month. Her mind flashed with the scenes between her and Mr. Ashim but then she brushed it off.
As soon as she entered her home and opened her slippers and locked the door, the bell rang. “who this could be, at this time” she wondered at back of her mind , as she opened the door and immediately her face went white as she could recognize her visitor.
It was the same kid at her door , who carried a note from sonali the previous day. Today also he held a note in his handed, He extended his hand and Mily took it from his hand and closed the door.
She opened the note with trembling hands, “Call me boudi at this number …………..” all it said. She remembered that only Mr. Ashim called her boudi.
She dialed the number with trembling hands “ Yes what do you want “ she spat with anger. “ Nothing Boudi, I am inviting you for a cup of tea at my place” he told her calmly. “ I don’t know know where you live , so cannot come” she spat again. “ No issues boudi , the kid is still waiting for you outside your door, just follow him and he will guide you, please don’t be late boudi” he laughed and cut the call.
Mily slumped on her chair , “what to do now” she wondered. She looked at the clock , it was 10.00am. Her daughter will return at 2.30pm .
She got up ,wore her slippers and opened the door. She didn’t care to wear any make up except for the red lipstick she applied while dropping off her daughter.
The shabby kid was still standing outside her door. She locked her door and followed the kid down the stairs onto the street.
She followed the kid onto a huge society, it was quite close to where she lived, got onto the lift , until they reached a flat on 4th floor. Flat No. 409, the kid rang the bell as Mily stood by nervously.
The door opened after some time , Mr. Ashim dressed in a white T shirt and a grey shorts stood before them. He beamed and handed a 500/- note to the kid , who left silently.
“welcome Boudi” he smiled and waved his hand inside. She stepped in without taking off her slippers. Most of the floor was covered in a carpet. He signaled her to the sofa to seat down , she took a seat on the sofa. It was not as big as the sofa at sonali’s place but very costly.
Her eyes all around admiring the drawing room , as he left the room. It was done to a great taste; oil paintings hung from the walls and the drawing room was sparking clean. Her shabby flat stood nowhere against this flat. “is there a hidden camera here too “she wondered.
Soon he returned with a tray with water glass in it and offered her. Mily could notice the tent forming in his shorts as she took the glass of water from the tray.
Mr. Ashim placed the tray on the glass table in front of sofa as he sat on her right side in the sofa. Mily gulped as he sat beside her as she was sipping the water. It was so awkward for her to be at that person’s house , who drag her into this muck. This lecherous person was the first one to touch and enjoy her after her hubby. This heinous person got the fat slob in her house, who then fucked her in her own marital bed.
Still she was in this person’s house just to save her family and save her from humiliation.
She shivered, when he placed his left hand upon her right thigh and caressed it lightly over her saree. “ Cmon let me show you around the flat” his voice boomed. He left her thigh and held her right hand and urged her to get up from the sofa.
He was standing before her as he tugged her hand and the tent in his shorts was right in front her eyes. It has grown quite big in a short time.
She got up as he held her hand and guided her in a tour of his flat. It was a 3 BHK set , Mily had never seen one before. Her parents and in laws had 1BHk and it was for the first time she set her eyes in a 3BHK.
The bedrooms were huge, her whole rented flat could be set in any one of the bedrooms. All the bedrooms had a double bed fitted in them. On the walls hung his family pictures. His wife and kids. One daughter and one son.
His son seemed same age as her own daughter and His daughter was older, may in class 10th.
Ashim noticed her eyeing his family pics “ My wife with my kids has gone to their grand parents for a week” He quipped.
His wife was pretty but was no where compared to Mily. Though she wore expensive clothes , still Mily looked much ravishing in her simple red saree.
“These bedrooms are for my son and daughter and this one is master bedroom for me and my wife” he explained .As he guided her around the flat , still holding her hand. The master bedroom was special with hidden lights and huge mirrors on the wall and ceiling. “Why are so many mirrors” she wondered.
The kitchen was as big as her drawing room and each bedroom was equipped with an attached bathroom.
After showing around the flat , they returned back to the drawing room.
He made her sit on the sofa and left her alone again. She shifted nervously as she sat on the sofa. She took off her slippers to feel the soft carpet beneath , it felt so soft to her feet . “must be very costly” she thought. She glanced at the elegant wall clock and it was 11.30am.
Ashim returned soon, but now his white t shift was off, he was dressed only in a white vest and grey trouser with a huge tent in it.
This time he sat on her left side and without wasting time grabbed her face with his both hands and placed a kiss on her red lips.
Mily was stunned by this sudden attack, this was expected, she anticipated but not so suddenly. He tried to pry open her lips with his tongue but she didn’t let it invade her mouth.
Mr. Ashim took off her lips “You have to cooperate Boudi, Sonali wont like you not cooperating” he threatened. She shivered at the mention of sonali.
He set his lips again on her and again pushed her lips with is tongue and Mily gave it. His dirty tongue now invaded her mouth and he sucked on her tongue and lips , lower one first and then sucked her upper lips. His mouth was assaulting her all over , her lips , her neck . He pushed his tongue deep into her ears , as occasional soft moans “ ohhhh …..” escaped her lips from time to time.
Though Mr. Ashim seemed rich , his hygiene was poor . His mouth smelled badly as if he didn’t brush . Mily’s hands lay on her lap as he kept on assaulting her lips and mouth.
While kissing and invading her mouth with his tongue again and again , he held her left hand and placed it on the tent formed in his shorts.
She jerked her hand off it almost immediately. He grabbed her hand again and placed it firmly on his tent and kept it holding there.
She has no option now other than holding his cock over the cloth. Her hand gripped the already hard cock over the shorts as his left hand now left her hand moved over to her left boobs and started to caress her.
The cock now gripped in her hand felt warm and getting harder as he continued his assault on her lips and boobs. He now made his next move. He left her and removed her left hand from his tight cock and with a single flow , removed the pallu from her left shoulder .
Her cleavage was now exposed to his eyes as the pallu fell on her lap. He whole mouth was shining from his saliva in the well lit drawing room. Next he got off from the sofa and slid his shorts down to the carpeted floor. The already hard cock sprang from its bondage and was standing in an erected position.
He again sat on sofa beside her and grabbed her left hand and placed it now on his naked hard warm cock. Mily gripped it again with her slender finger. It felt so silky and warm and so big to her hand. He urged an upward to and fro motion with is hand over hers on his cock , she obliged . He left her hand and again returned to her boobs and is lips now on her naked shoulder.
He licked and bit her shoulder, her neck . “He is marking me again” she thought as she continued to jerk him.
After some time , she left her again and stood up as her hand slipped off from the hard cock, his cock was not oozing pre cum and some it were already on her hand. “what now” she wondered.
He shifted and now stood between her legs , as such that his cock was now positioned erect just in front her mouth. The cock was smelling very bad “He is indeed having a poor Hygiene and he wants me to suck him” she shuddered at this thought.
She had never sucked anyone till now, not even her hubby. But she knew about if from the porn she saw now and then on her mobile. He rubbed his tip on her lips , coating her red with his pre cum. She almost vomited with the smell.
“Suck it now” he commanded. “What all will I have to go through” she thought as she gripped the cock with her slender right hand and opened her lips.
He pushed forward his cock right in her mouth as her red lips gave way. He grabbed her hair with his right hand and started to fuck her pretty mouth.
He always wanted to have a blow job but his wife denied strictly and now as he has got hold of this much pretty housewife , so he was thrilled and began fucking Mily’s mouth eagerly.
Mily was new to giving blow jobs and that too a huge cock like this one , she began to gag and choke on this cock, But Mr. Ashim had turned into an animal and did not let go off her hairs and kept pounding her face rapidly.
After few minutes of face pounding, she was sweating with this rough pounding and repeatedly gagging. Tears rolled down her eyes onto her lap, her mouth was sore but he didn’t let go and kept fucking. his dream was being fulfilled.
Suddenly he left her hair and pulled out of her mouth , Mily took a deep breath in relief but almost immediately his cock spewed long strings of warm cum all over her pretty face. He held his cock and aimed it at her face, The strings hit her nose , her eyes , her lips and all over her forehead. It spewed in liters.
His cock was semi soft now as cum dripped down her face onto her saree. “will the stain be removed” she thought.
Mily jolted out of her thought as she heard his boom “ lick me clean” as he again held his cock and rubbed it on her lips. Giving in to the fate , she opened her lips again and licked his smelly disgusting cock with her tongue and cleaned it.
Taking out his cock, he told her to go to the master bedroom washroom and clean herself.
She walked with wobbly legs to the master bedroom. She could see herself in every mirror in the master bedroom. Her face , lips and nose and eyes were covered in white cum. It tasted salty on her tongue. She rushed off to the bathroom and took her time to clean every speck from her face, hairs and clothes. She returned to the drawing room after some time and found Mr. Ashim still sitting on the sofa , smoking.
He smiled at her and got up from the sofa after stubbing out the cigarette.
No words spoken , he approached her and started to make her nude . Off came her saree, then her white petticoat. Her black blouse came off exposing the black bra that held her taut boobs. She was aroused too.
Then he unclipped her bra and it joined the other clothes on the carpet. Then he knelt down in front of her and peeled off the black panty of her legs onto the floor.
She was now nude in front of the guy whom she met the third time in a week and who just made her suck him.
All she had was a slim chain around her neck that hung between her boobs , red and white bangles and a lone silver anklet in her left ankle and her simple wristwatch.
The traces of red sindoor on her forehead still proved that she was a married lady . Though she was bit dusky , but her body shone in the bright lit room. Ashim now took off his vest and it fell upon her panty on the carpet, as he too now was nude. His now semi hard cock was again showing signs of life seeing a nude beauty in front of him.
He picked her up in his strong arms and walked to the master bedroom. She clung to his neck scared.
Upon reaching the bedroom, he just flung her in center of the bed like a rag doll. She shrieked as she landed on her butt onto the bed.
She could view herself eagle spread from all angle in the mirrors around her. She now understood the usefulness of the mirrors.
Mr. Ashim climbed onto the bed. She looked like a deer in front of a hungry lion. She looked on as he climbed on to the bed and positioned himself near her feet. She looked at her watch as there was no wall clock in these mirror walls. It was already 12.30 pm and in another 2 hours her daughter will be in the bus stop. “don’t worry boudi , I will free you on time” he assured.
Without wasting any time , he spread her silky legs and placed his lips on her dripping pussy lips. With her feet placed on either side of his shoulder , she grabbed his remaining hairs with her hands and moaned loudly. “ Ohhhhhhh……maaaaaaa”. The invasion in her pussy with his tongue began, he held on to her waist to steady her while attacking her pussy.
He removed his right hand from her waist and shoved his middle finger in her pussy while eating and licking her. The image of a housewife with spread legs and a semi bald head between her legs on the mirror in the ceiling was very erotic and she wondered how much would it cost to set up a mirror like this in her bedroom, while moaning loudly.
May be setting up a mirror like this would raise the interest of sex in her hubby, but she was jolted right out of her thoughts as she experienced a huge orgasm. Her shapely finger nails dug deep in his skull. After ravishing her for few more minutes , in which she came twice, he raised him self on his elbow and moved over her body.
He grabbed her left hand and made her grab his rock hard cock and commanded “ Put me in you”. Her pussy was accustomed in taking over sized cock than her hubby in last few days. She reluctantly put his tip on her pussy lips and he pushed.
She groaned loudly “ ohhhhhhhhhhhh” in his ear as most of it went in her already wet pussy. He pulled back and pushed back again as his cock was embedded till its hilt in her pussy. Her arms on her back already dug her nails on his bare back skin.
She could see her self in the mirror above, a lady with sindor on her fore head , her mouth forming an “O” as she moaned loudly with each stroke. With a semi bald man over her who was not her hubby pounding her roughly.
His teeth sunk into her bare shoulder as his cock pistoned in and out of her slick dripping pussy. Her eyes rolled and her nails dug in his skin , she wrapped her thighs around his waist and locked her heels behind his back, pulling his deeper.
It didn’t matter anymore that the person fucking was not her hubby and that her daughter will be soon waiting for her in the bus stop.
The room was filled with her loud moans and his loud grunts as he pounded her harder and harder. She was moaning “ aaro jore , aaro jore” (faster faster) in his right ear , urging him a guy who was just a stranger to fuck her harder and faster.
Her anklet rubbed onto his back waist. He grabbed her by shoulder slipping his arms under her shoulder and pumped hard, her boobs were being crushed by his broad shoulder. He went on and on in this missionary position. When ever he felf that he was about to cum, he slowed down and stalled the flow. And again regained the speed and force . However Mily came many times, that she lost count. She wailed loudly each time she came and dug her nails and biting down on his shoulder. Now she was marking him too and he enjoyed that.
The intense fucking in the soft bed was altogether a new experience for Mily.
After many minutes , she could feel her swell up inside her as he blasted liters of his potent hot seeds in her . She again experienced a shattering orgasm as the strings of cum hit her deep in side. Her eager needy pussy milked every drop from his cock and he became soft again and plopped out. He got up from the bed , while she still lay on her back watching herself heaving and panting from the intense sex she just had.
Mr. Ashim returned to the bedroom and threw a thick wad of currency notes at her in bed. She was a whore after all.
She glanced at her wrist watch and gasped it was 1.45pm and she just got up and collected the money from bed and rushed to her drawing room. He sat on the sofa with just his shorts on and smiled.
She collected her clothes in hurry and got dressed . wore her slipper and pushed the thick wad of money in her purse and rushed out of his house. There was no thought in her mind except that of her daughter. She came down the lift , onto the road.
The watchman looked at her with a strange looks in his eyes. I must be looking as if “I have been fucked “ she wondered.
She almost ran down the road to reach the bus stop . and she saw the bus rolling to a stop as she reached. She was almost late. “Will be more careful in future” she assured herself. She didn’t have time to cook a lunch , but with a thick wad of money she lead her daughter to a restaurant , where they would enjoy their lunch.
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