14-06-2024, 07:26 PM
Chapter 9: The 9 inch Magic Wand: Part 3
It was beyond midnight, and the village of Kasegaon lay in a deep, peaceful slumber. However, in Namrata's room, the night was alive with raw, unabashed sexual action. Cries of pleasure broke the stillness and silence of the night. The rhythmic lewd sound of sweaty skin slapping against skin filled the room, echoing the intensity of their raunchy sexual intercourse.
"Thap, thap... thap!" The relentless noise of Patode's crotch hammering against Namrata's soft, fleshy ass was a testament to their craving for mutual pleasure. His big balls kept hitting her inner thies while his cock plunged in and out of her well-lubricated pussy, the slick warmth enveloping him as he drove deeper with each thrust.
"Oh god, oh fuck, mmmmmm. Uh, fuck... fuck... oh... maaaaa," Namrata moaned, her voice a mixture of ecstasy and desperate need. "More, deeper, go more deeper, Patode," she urged, her tight love hole now accustomed to his girth. She clutched the bedsheet hard as her face contorted with the impending orgasm. Her eyes were closed, lost in the waves of pleasure washing over her, each sensation more intense than the last. She was so consumed by lust getting her cunt stuffed after such a prolonged period of time, that too with such a meaty rod, that she failed to notice Patode had been taking her bareback.
Tempted by curiosity and her own arrousal, Shipra edged closer to the bed beside Namrata, her senses electrified by her friend's moans of pleasure and the sight of her body squirming with every thrust. She sat leaning back arching her chest, supported by her left hand, while her right hand continued to pleasure her flared pussy. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, the strands of hair offered only the slightest concealment, allowing a tantalizing partial view of her ample bosom. Her breasts seemed to have swelled even more since they had been freed from the constricting shackles of her bra, their fullness now completely exposed. Each breath caused them to rise and fall enticingly, her nipples prominently erect, pointing outward as if aching for some sucking. Beads of sweat formed on her juicy, round melons, trickling down slowly towards her flat abdomen, a testament to the heat of her overwhelming arousal.
Her feet dangled off the edge of the bed, just inches away from Patode's thighs. From this vantage point, she had an unobstructed view of the intense drilling Namrata was receiving from behind. Her eyes were fixated on the raw, primal scene before her, watching as their sexes mashed together repeatedly, each thrust eliciting a fresh wave of moans from Namrata. The obscene spectacle captivated Shipra completely, and she became lost in the sleazy act unfolding in front of her. She was so engrossed that she failed to realize how dangerously close she had gotten to Patode.
Patode sensing Shipra's proximity, deliberately slowed his thrusts, giving her a slow-motion view of his monster cock pistoning in and out of Namrata's welcoming pussy. He could see the yearning in Shipra's eyes, her body, now glistening with a fine sheen of sweat and her breaths coming faster as she watched every sensual movement. The thought of having her so close, yet not quite participating, drove him wild with lust. He desperately wanted to grab Shipra's legs, pulling her closer, and bending her over just like Namrata. The image of both women positioned side by side, their round asses jutting out from the bed, was almost too much to bear. He imagined taking turns, plunging his dick into one sloppy, wet pussy while his fingers explored the other, making them both moan and scream in pleasure simultaneously as he brought them waves of orgasm one after the other.
Namrata groaned in discontent, pushing her hips back in an attempt to compensate for Patode's slow, teasing thrusts. Frustrated by the lack of intensity, she reluctantly opened her eyes, only to be met with a surprising sight. The scene had transformed before her, Shipra sat beside her, panting and wriggling with arousal as she fingered herself while watching them fuck. Realization dawned on Namrata as she understood Patode's strategy. He deliberately slowed his pace, luring Shipra into joinig them by displaying the magic of his tool and his libido. Namrata glanced over her shoulder, Patode was staring down at Shipra, his eyes devouring her sexy posture. Namrata was entirely consumed by the intensity of her impending climax, unable to summon the will to object. Patode had been masterfully teasing her, keeping her on the very edge, making her desperate for release.
"Look how wet she is," Patode gloated, observing the glistening evidence of her arousal. "Juices are oozing out of her. I am only half way in, and she's already on the verge of coming. Watch how I make this cockteasing bitch cum on my cock." With a smug grin, he began to increase his pace, thrusting more deeply with each motion, filling her inch by inch.
"Smack! Smack!" Patode's hand came down hard on Namrata's ass, the sharp sound reverberating through the room a he increased his tempo. Each spank sent a jolt of pain and pleasure coursing through Namrata's body. She yelped, her cries a mix of surprise and arousal, but the frustration that had been building within her began to dissipate. With renewed intensity, Patode drove himself deeper into her aching pussy, each powerful thrust filling her more completely. The sensation of his thick, bare cock exploring the uncharted depths of her pussy made Namrata's whole body shudder with pleasure. The raw, intimate connection sent waves of ecstasy through her as she felt every ridge and vein of his hardness. Without the barrier of a condom, the intensity of each thrust was magnified, every inch of him stimulating her sensitive inner walls, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
"Soooo gooodd!! Yes... Yes, give it to me... I'm so close," Namrata moaned, her voice rising in pitch with every thrust. The wet, squelching sounds of her leaking cunt being relentlessly rammed echoed through the room. The relentless rhythm of Patode's thrusts was merciless, each powerful stroke hitting deeper than the last, reaching places within her that had never been touched before. The friction of his bare skin against her slick, wet folds was almost too much to bear. Namrata's back arched, her fingers clawing at the bedsheets as she surrendered to the exquisite torture of his relentless pace. Patode's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pulled her back onto his cock with each thrust. Namrata's body responded eagerly. She was lost in the sensation, her mind a blur of ecstasy as the pleasure built to an almost unbearable level. Each spank, each thrust, each moan was driving her closer to an explosive climax.
Patode's eyes flicked to Shipra, who was now even closer, her own arousal evident in the way her fingers moved franticaly between her legs. Her eyes were locked onto the sight of Namrata being taken with such raw intensity. Shipra's hand worked feverishly over her swollen clit, her moans syncing with Namrata's cries of ecstasy. Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated with desire as she watched Patode's thick cock plunge relentlessly into Namrata's slick, eager pussy. The sight of both the women deriving pleasure from him spurred him on. With a growl of determination, Patode increased his pace even further, his thrusts becoming a blur of motion. Almost his entire length was now sliding smoothly into Namrata, filling her completely. Namrata's moans escalated into cries of pure pleasure. Her body tensed, every nerve ending alight with sensation.
"Fuck, Namrata, you're squeezing me so tight," Patode groaned, his voice thick with lust. "Tell your friend how good my cock feels. Tell her what she's missing." His words were a deliberate provocation, designed to tease and lure Shipra into joining them.
Namrata was breathless, her voice barely coherent as she tried to respond. "I am go...nna cummmm, Shiprraaaa!
He is fucccckinng me.. so goooood. His cockkk is ruiningg me... ohhhh, Ahhhhhhhhh!" She gasped for air, her words cut off as a powerful orgasm tore through her. Her body went rigid, trembling uncontrollably under the force of the body-shattering climax.
"That's it.. Cum on my cock. This is just the beginning. Just wait-I'l fuck you until you lose count of how many orgasms you've had tonight." Patode growled as he slowly pulled out of her. His shaft was glistening with Namrata's juices, a testament to the intensity of their encounter. He watched, captivated, as her gaping pussy twitched uncontrollably from his relentless onslaught.
Her orgasm had been so powerful that it almost seemed as if she were having a seizure. Her toes curled tightly, and every muscle in her body strained and quivered. She lay there, trembling uncontrollably under the relentless waves of ecstasy that coursed through her, each one more intense than the last.
The sight of Namrata in such an intense state caused Shipra some concern. "Are you alright, Namrata?" Shipra asked softly, placing her hand gently on Namrata's shoulder. Namrata was still trembling, her face buried in the bedsheet, breaths coming in short gasps."I’m okay," Namrata replied weakly, turning her face towards Shipra. Her expression was one of pure satisfaction, her eyes hazy with the remnants of pleasure, and her body visibly exhausted. Despite the intense ordeal, a faint, contented smile played on her lips, reassuring Shipra that she had enjoyed every moment.
Shipra was in awe at the instensity of Namrata's orgasm. It served as a catalyst, flooding her memories of her torrid affair with Viresh, her body remembered the feeling of such an intense experience at the hand of her ex . The memory of those passionate encounters with him stirred something deep in her. She could feel the boundaries of her self-control weakening, her thoughts becoming increasingly consumed by longing and forbidden desire. The yearning in her chest grew stronger, morphing into a force that felt almost immoral in its intensity.
She turned her attention toward Patode, who was bending down and rummaging through his jeans for something. He was presenting an obscene yet provocative image of his well sculpted ass, his toned back and his big balls hanging between his legs. As he straightened up, having retrieved an item from his pocket, he started walking towards Shipra. His glistening, erect penis swayed slightly with each step. Shipra bit her lower lip, feeling a rush of arousal. Her hands moved almost involuntarily to her breasts, squeezing them as she watched him approach.
"Who is ready for round two?" Patode's voice rang out, confident and demanding. He knew the effect his presence had, the way his cock had already worked its magic. Shipra's eyes were glued to him, her body itching to experience the same intense pleasure she had witnessed with Namrata. With a knowing smirk, Patode tossed the item in his hand towards Shipra. A condom, an extra-large one, sailed through the air and landed behind her on the bed. The site of it sent shiver down her spine in anticipation of what was to come.
"I don't want any one of you to get pregnant," Patode quipped with a vulgar grin as he inched towards the bed. "Come here and put that on my dick, Shipra. I know your dripping wet pussy can't wait any longer." His eyes flicked to the wet patch that had formed on her white leggings, a testament to her arousal. Standing at the edge of the bed, Patode let his hands roam over Namrata's buttocks. His middle finger slipped gently between her well-fucked, highly sensitive folds, drawing a light moan from her lips. "I'm not done with you yet," he murmured to Namrata. "Just rest and enjoy the show. I bet Shipra will moan louder than you as I fuck her to oblivion." His crude words hung in the air, making Shipra blush deeply. She couldn't deny the truth in his statement. Her body was aching with need, desperate for release. Without a word, she turned her head, searching for the condom that had landed behind her on the bed.
Shipra's hands trembled with urgency as she searched for the condom. She found it lying amidst a heap of her kurti and Namrata's top. As she lifted the clothes, her Mangalsutra slipped from the fabric and fell onto the bed beside the condom. Shipra froze, her face flushing deeply. She realized that her mangalsutra must have been removed along with her kurti earlier. The sight of her Mangalsutra lying next to the condom jolted her back to reality. In an instant, her arousal, inebriation, and all her immoral thoughts vanished, replaced by a crushing sense of guilt and clarity. The weight of what she was about to do, the betrayal it represented, hit her like a tidal wave.
Her breath came laboured as she stared at the juxtaposition of the sacred and the profane. The Mangalsutra, a symbol of her husband and marriage, lay next to the condom, highlighting the contrast between her sacred vows and the moment of lustful infidelity. The weight of guilt bore down on her, suffocating any remnants of desire. Patode's voice broke through her turmoil, oblivious to the internal battle raging within her. "Hurry up, Shipra, My cock is itching to screw a married cunt after a long time" he urged, his tone laced with impatience and lust. "Or may be you want to get fucked bare like Namrata? I can't guarantee I'll pull out though. I love emptying my load into loyal pussies." Patode continued his obsecene remarks.
Shipra was not in a state to pay heed to whatever he was saying. The weight of Patode's vulgar comments barely registered; she was numb to the world around her. Shock and disbelief coursed through her veins as she realized the gravity of her actions. Anger, guilt, and self-loathing churned within her, each emotion vying for dominance. Her eyes stung with unshed tears as she cursed herself inwardly, unable to comprehend how she had reached this point. Shipra's trembling fingers hovered uncertainly over the Mangalsutra, a symbol of her marital vows and the life she had promised to uphold. The sacred thread felt like a heavy burden in her hand, its significance now a glaring reminder of the betrayal she was about to commit.
In a blur of confusion and shame, Shipra grabbed Namrata's pink top and hastily pulled it on to conceal her nudity. The fabric provided a small shield against the vulnerability she felt in Patode's presence. She stood and left the bed making her way to the door. "I am sorry, but i cannot to this." she murmured to Patode, her head bowed downed with shame, her eyes welling up. She ran out the door towards her room leaving Patode shocked and annoyed.
"What the hell?" Patode exclaimed, his voice a mixture of frustration and bewilderment. His face contorted with an annoyed and angry expression as he stood there, grappling with the unexpected turn of events. He wanted to chase after her, to drag her back forcefully, but he wrestled with himself, taking deep breaths to calm down.
"Think rationally," he muttered under his breath, trying to steady his racing thoughts. Patode reminded himself that he still had Namrata for the night. The evening had gone better than he had initially expected. But his desire to bed yet another married women, that too a high class beautiful women like Shipra kept bubbling inside him. Now that he had seen her almost nude, his lust for her was even more amplified, turning a simple lust into an all-consuming obsession. He turned his gaze to Namrata who was now sitting on the bed, kneeling on her knees, holding the condom in her hands staring at him.
"Her mangalsutra tore right through the magic of your cock Patode," Namrata said, her voice laced with mischief and sarcasm. "Just keep the image of that rare, immoral act you witnessed from her. You’re not going to get another such chance in the future." she tried to bring back his attention on her. "Forget her and focus on me. I am ready for round two." Namrata’s eyes sparkled with a wicked glint as she placed the condom in her mouth and began to crawl towards Patode. Her movements were slow, deliberate, and tantalizing, a display of her eagerness and seduction. She tore the condom packet open with her teeth and bent down, preparing to put it on him.
"Not so fast," Patode commanded, his voice a mix of irritation and dark anticipation. "Suck my dick first. I want to feel the warmth of your mouth and softness of your lips on my tool." Namrata’s lips curled into a sly smile as she complied. Patode’s thoughts, however, remained partially entangled with the image of Shipra. "And as far as Shipra madam is concerned," he continued, an evil smile spreading across his face, "you’ll help me get between her legs. Next time I get the chance, I’ll have her suck my dick too with her precious mangalsutra tied around it."
Namrata’s eyes widened slightly at the intensity of his words, but her smile remained. She seemed to relish the dark fantasies he spun, her own arousal feeding off his dominance. With a seductive grace, she parted her thighs and raised her hips, her torso bending down until her lips touched the tip of his cock. She took hold of his magnificent shaft, her tongue darting out to lick its entire length, her eyes locked onto his. Her other hand played with his balls, her fingers deftly exploring as she slowly savored the feel of his veined, thick meat.
"Not gonna happen," Namrata said nonchalantly, her voice a tantalizing mix of defiance and seduction. "She is my best friend, and I am not going to corrupt her for your indecent desires. She is happily married; leave her that way." Despite her words, she continued to serve his dick with unwavering dedication, her tongue swirling and her lips teasing. "I am more than happy to compensate for her," Namrata added with a wink, her mouth slowly taking his cock inside, enveloping him in warm, wet pleasure. She began to move rhythmically, her head bobbing up and down as she worked him with expert precision.
"Ohhhh... wowwww," Patode moaned, his voice thick with pleasure as he felt the warmth of Namrata's mouth enveloping him. He relished the depravity of her actions, the illicit thrill fueling his arousal."For tonight, I'll content myself with you and your holes," Patode said, his tone tinged with a dark hunger. "But after today's sexy dalliance with her, my dick won't be truly satisfied until it defiles her faithful married cunt." Namrata's eyes widened slightly at his explicit words, but she didn't flinch. Instead, she continued to work him with skillful determination, her hands and mouth driving him towards the edge of ecstasy. "And you don't know it yet," Patode continued, his voice lowering to a menacing whisper, "but by the time I'm done with you... you'll be obeying me.... like the little bitch you are." he said, taking deliberate pauses between his words as he started giving long hard jerks. Namrata's body responded eagerly to his dominance, she loved the rough treatment. She glanced up at him, her eyes a mix of submission and desire, the intensity of his words only adding to the erotic charge between them. Despite the crude language, she reveled in the power he exerted over her, willingly surrendering to his primal need.
Patode's fingers grabbed a handful of her hairs and pulled Namrata's head closer into his crotch, a sensation that mixed pleasure with a hint of controlled aggression. He gave a final push and shoved his cock all the way into her mouth. Namrata's eyes teared up as she choked on his cock invading her throat. "Take it all the way in you slutty bitch." he commanded not relenting a bit.
The scene was absolutely obscene and vulgar. Namrata's eyes widened in surprise and discomfort as she struggled to accommodate his sudden intrusion. The abruptness of his action caused her eyes to water, and she choked as his cock invaded her throat. She started gagging around him, her hands instinctively gripping his thies for support and relief. He finally withdrew his dick, a thick strand of saliva connected the tip of his cock with Namrata's mouth. Her eyes were blood shot, a mix of her saliva and pre-cum trickled through her edge of her lips as she coughed and gasped for air.
Patode showed no mercy as he snatched the condom from Namrata's hand and seized her by the hair one more, forcefully pushing her back onto the bed. Climbing atop the bed, he positioned himself between her legs and spread them wide apart with commanding hands. His eyes burned with determination, but beneath that fierce resolve lay a simmering frustration. A rare chance to nail Shipra had slipped through his fingers, leaving him seething with unmet desire. The tantalizing vision of her, so close and yet unattainable, tortured him, fueling his need to assert control and dominance elsewhere.
"This time, I'll make you scream so loud that Shipra will regret leaving me like that," he declared. With deliberate movements, he rolled the condom onto his throbbing cock. Grasping Namrata's hips firmly, he pulled her closer, the intensity of their physical proximity heightening the tension between them. Patode spat a thick amount of saliva onto Namrata's pussy, his actions both provocative and possessive. He teased her, running his cock along her slick slit, making Namrata squirm and moan in anticipation. Leaning his body over hers, Patode pressed himself against her, impaling her once again. This was the second time that night, but now with the protection of the condom. The barrier did little to diminish the raw, intense sensations as Patode plunged his cock deep into Namrata, pushing all the way to the hilt. Despite the condom, she felt every inch of him, the fullness and heat of his hard length driving deep within her.
Namrata, still reeling from the intense assault on her mouth, barely had time to catch her breath when Patode penetrated his full 9 inches into her with one swift, powerful motion. She gasped, her body arching in response to the sudden, overwhelming sensation of being filled so completely. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, the shock and pleasure rendering her momentarily speechless. For a few suspended seconds, no sound escaped her lips, her eyes wide and brimming with a mix of surprise and ecstasy. Then, as Patode began to withdraw, the floodgates opened. "Ohhhhh my goooddddddd!!!!!" she cried out, the sound bursting from her in a wave of raw, unrestrained pleasure.
Patode's cock slid out of her only to plunge back in with relentless precision. Each thrust was calculated, designed to break her into his personal slut. Namrata's cries filled the room as Patode kept plummeling into her with all his might.
Aaaahhhhhh...Ahhhhh...uffffffff...unggggghg.....faster..go faster....
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Ohhhh...maaaaaaa.. hmmmmmm... deeeeper pleeease....
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Oh...goooodddddd...... fuck fuck fuck.. Patoddddeeeeee....i am cumming again........
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Faint cries of Namrata's moans of pleasure seeped into Shipra's room, piercing the quiet of the night with an unsettling clarity. Shipra lay on her bed, desperately trying to muffle the sounds with a pillow pressed tightly over her ears. Each muffled moan sent a pang of guilt through her, a relentless reminder of the evening's events. Her body felt heavy, weighed down by the burden of her actions and the overwhelming tide of emotions that threatened to drown her. Her mind was numb, struggling to process the whirlwind of events and the moral lines she had crossed. Guilt washed over her leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable. Tears welled up in Shipra's eyes as she whispered into the darkness, "I'm sorry, Alok... I have let you down... I'm so sorry." The words were a mantra, a desperate attempt to seek forgiveness from her absent husband. Her voice broke with emotion, the guilt almost too much to bear.
Slowly, the exhaustion of the day's emotional turmoil began to take its toll. Her repeated apologies became softer, her voice fading into quiet sobs. The relentless weight of guilt and regret pulled her deeper into a state of weariness, her body succumbing to the need for rest as she slipped into deep slumber.
End of Chapter 9: Final Part.
Enjoy 
It was beyond midnight, and the village of Kasegaon lay in a deep, peaceful slumber. However, in Namrata's room, the night was alive with raw, unabashed sexual action. Cries of pleasure broke the stillness and silence of the night. The rhythmic lewd sound of sweaty skin slapping against skin filled the room, echoing the intensity of their raunchy sexual intercourse.
"Thap, thap... thap!" The relentless noise of Patode's crotch hammering against Namrata's soft, fleshy ass was a testament to their craving for mutual pleasure. His big balls kept hitting her inner thies while his cock plunged in and out of her well-lubricated pussy, the slick warmth enveloping him as he drove deeper with each thrust.
"Oh god, oh fuck, mmmmmm. Uh, fuck... fuck... oh... maaaaa," Namrata moaned, her voice a mixture of ecstasy and desperate need. "More, deeper, go more deeper, Patode," she urged, her tight love hole now accustomed to his girth. She clutched the bedsheet hard as her face contorted with the impending orgasm. Her eyes were closed, lost in the waves of pleasure washing over her, each sensation more intense than the last. She was so consumed by lust getting her cunt stuffed after such a prolonged period of time, that too with such a meaty rod, that she failed to notice Patode had been taking her bareback.
Tempted by curiosity and her own arrousal, Shipra edged closer to the bed beside Namrata, her senses electrified by her friend's moans of pleasure and the sight of her body squirming with every thrust. She sat leaning back arching her chest, supported by her left hand, while her right hand continued to pleasure her flared pussy. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, the strands of hair offered only the slightest concealment, allowing a tantalizing partial view of her ample bosom. Her breasts seemed to have swelled even more since they had been freed from the constricting shackles of her bra, their fullness now completely exposed. Each breath caused them to rise and fall enticingly, her nipples prominently erect, pointing outward as if aching for some sucking. Beads of sweat formed on her juicy, round melons, trickling down slowly towards her flat abdomen, a testament to the heat of her overwhelming arousal.
Her feet dangled off the edge of the bed, just inches away from Patode's thighs. From this vantage point, she had an unobstructed view of the intense drilling Namrata was receiving from behind. Her eyes were fixated on the raw, primal scene before her, watching as their sexes mashed together repeatedly, each thrust eliciting a fresh wave of moans from Namrata. The obscene spectacle captivated Shipra completely, and she became lost in the sleazy act unfolding in front of her. She was so engrossed that she failed to realize how dangerously close she had gotten to Patode.
Patode sensing Shipra's proximity, deliberately slowed his thrusts, giving her a slow-motion view of his monster cock pistoning in and out of Namrata's welcoming pussy. He could see the yearning in Shipra's eyes, her body, now glistening with a fine sheen of sweat and her breaths coming faster as she watched every sensual movement. The thought of having her so close, yet not quite participating, drove him wild with lust. He desperately wanted to grab Shipra's legs, pulling her closer, and bending her over just like Namrata. The image of both women positioned side by side, their round asses jutting out from the bed, was almost too much to bear. He imagined taking turns, plunging his dick into one sloppy, wet pussy while his fingers explored the other, making them both moan and scream in pleasure simultaneously as he brought them waves of orgasm one after the other.
Namrata groaned in discontent, pushing her hips back in an attempt to compensate for Patode's slow, teasing thrusts. Frustrated by the lack of intensity, she reluctantly opened her eyes, only to be met with a surprising sight. The scene had transformed before her, Shipra sat beside her, panting and wriggling with arousal as she fingered herself while watching them fuck. Realization dawned on Namrata as she understood Patode's strategy. He deliberately slowed his pace, luring Shipra into joinig them by displaying the magic of his tool and his libido. Namrata glanced over her shoulder, Patode was staring down at Shipra, his eyes devouring her sexy posture. Namrata was entirely consumed by the intensity of her impending climax, unable to summon the will to object. Patode had been masterfully teasing her, keeping her on the very edge, making her desperate for release.
"Look how wet she is," Patode gloated, observing the glistening evidence of her arousal. "Juices are oozing out of her. I am only half way in, and she's already on the verge of coming. Watch how I make this cockteasing bitch cum on my cock." With a smug grin, he began to increase his pace, thrusting more deeply with each motion, filling her inch by inch.
"Smack! Smack!" Patode's hand came down hard on Namrata's ass, the sharp sound reverberating through the room a he increased his tempo. Each spank sent a jolt of pain and pleasure coursing through Namrata's body. She yelped, her cries a mix of surprise and arousal, but the frustration that had been building within her began to dissipate. With renewed intensity, Patode drove himself deeper into her aching pussy, each powerful thrust filling her more completely. The sensation of his thick, bare cock exploring the uncharted depths of her pussy made Namrata's whole body shudder with pleasure. The raw, intimate connection sent waves of ecstasy through her as she felt every ridge and vein of his hardness. Without the barrier of a condom, the intensity of each thrust was magnified, every inch of him stimulating her sensitive inner walls, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
"Soooo gooodd!! Yes... Yes, give it to me... I'm so close," Namrata moaned, her voice rising in pitch with every thrust. The wet, squelching sounds of her leaking cunt being relentlessly rammed echoed through the room. The relentless rhythm of Patode's thrusts was merciless, each powerful stroke hitting deeper than the last, reaching places within her that had never been touched before. The friction of his bare skin against her slick, wet folds was almost too much to bear. Namrata's back arched, her fingers clawing at the bedsheets as she surrendered to the exquisite torture of his relentless pace. Patode's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pulled her back onto his cock with each thrust. Namrata's body responded eagerly. She was lost in the sensation, her mind a blur of ecstasy as the pleasure built to an almost unbearable level. Each spank, each thrust, each moan was driving her closer to an explosive climax.
Patode's eyes flicked to Shipra, who was now even closer, her own arousal evident in the way her fingers moved franticaly between her legs. Her eyes were locked onto the sight of Namrata being taken with such raw intensity. Shipra's hand worked feverishly over her swollen clit, her moans syncing with Namrata's cries of ecstasy. Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated with desire as she watched Patode's thick cock plunge relentlessly into Namrata's slick, eager pussy. The sight of both the women deriving pleasure from him spurred him on. With a growl of determination, Patode increased his pace even further, his thrusts becoming a blur of motion. Almost his entire length was now sliding smoothly into Namrata, filling her completely. Namrata's moans escalated into cries of pure pleasure. Her body tensed, every nerve ending alight with sensation.
"Fuck, Namrata, you're squeezing me so tight," Patode groaned, his voice thick with lust. "Tell your friend how good my cock feels. Tell her what she's missing." His words were a deliberate provocation, designed to tease and lure Shipra into joining them.
Namrata was breathless, her voice barely coherent as she tried to respond. "I am go...nna cummmm, Shiprraaaa!
He is fucccckinng me.. so goooood. His cockkk is ruiningg me... ohhhh, Ahhhhhhhhh!" She gasped for air, her words cut off as a powerful orgasm tore through her. Her body went rigid, trembling uncontrollably under the force of the body-shattering climax.
"That's it.. Cum on my cock. This is just the beginning. Just wait-I'l fuck you until you lose count of how many orgasms you've had tonight." Patode growled as he slowly pulled out of her. His shaft was glistening with Namrata's juices, a testament to the intensity of their encounter. He watched, captivated, as her gaping pussy twitched uncontrollably from his relentless onslaught.
Her orgasm had been so powerful that it almost seemed as if she were having a seizure. Her toes curled tightly, and every muscle in her body strained and quivered. She lay there, trembling uncontrollably under the relentless waves of ecstasy that coursed through her, each one more intense than the last.
The sight of Namrata in such an intense state caused Shipra some concern. "Are you alright, Namrata?" Shipra asked softly, placing her hand gently on Namrata's shoulder. Namrata was still trembling, her face buried in the bedsheet, breaths coming in short gasps."I’m okay," Namrata replied weakly, turning her face towards Shipra. Her expression was one of pure satisfaction, her eyes hazy with the remnants of pleasure, and her body visibly exhausted. Despite the intense ordeal, a faint, contented smile played on her lips, reassuring Shipra that she had enjoyed every moment.
Shipra was in awe at the instensity of Namrata's orgasm. It served as a catalyst, flooding her memories of her torrid affair with Viresh, her body remembered the feeling of such an intense experience at the hand of her ex . The memory of those passionate encounters with him stirred something deep in her. She could feel the boundaries of her self-control weakening, her thoughts becoming increasingly consumed by longing and forbidden desire. The yearning in her chest grew stronger, morphing into a force that felt almost immoral in its intensity.
She turned her attention toward Patode, who was bending down and rummaging through his jeans for something. He was presenting an obscene yet provocative image of his well sculpted ass, his toned back and his big balls hanging between his legs. As he straightened up, having retrieved an item from his pocket, he started walking towards Shipra. His glistening, erect penis swayed slightly with each step. Shipra bit her lower lip, feeling a rush of arousal. Her hands moved almost involuntarily to her breasts, squeezing them as she watched him approach.
"Who is ready for round two?" Patode's voice rang out, confident and demanding. He knew the effect his presence had, the way his cock had already worked its magic. Shipra's eyes were glued to him, her body itching to experience the same intense pleasure she had witnessed with Namrata. With a knowing smirk, Patode tossed the item in his hand towards Shipra. A condom, an extra-large one, sailed through the air and landed behind her on the bed. The site of it sent shiver down her spine in anticipation of what was to come.
"I don't want any one of you to get pregnant," Patode quipped with a vulgar grin as he inched towards the bed. "Come here and put that on my dick, Shipra. I know your dripping wet pussy can't wait any longer." His eyes flicked to the wet patch that had formed on her white leggings, a testament to her arousal. Standing at the edge of the bed, Patode let his hands roam over Namrata's buttocks. His middle finger slipped gently between her well-fucked, highly sensitive folds, drawing a light moan from her lips. "I'm not done with you yet," he murmured to Namrata. "Just rest and enjoy the show. I bet Shipra will moan louder than you as I fuck her to oblivion." His crude words hung in the air, making Shipra blush deeply. She couldn't deny the truth in his statement. Her body was aching with need, desperate for release. Without a word, she turned her head, searching for the condom that had landed behind her on the bed.
Shipra's hands trembled with urgency as she searched for the condom. She found it lying amidst a heap of her kurti and Namrata's top. As she lifted the clothes, her Mangalsutra slipped from the fabric and fell onto the bed beside the condom. Shipra froze, her face flushing deeply. She realized that her mangalsutra must have been removed along with her kurti earlier. The sight of her Mangalsutra lying next to the condom jolted her back to reality. In an instant, her arousal, inebriation, and all her immoral thoughts vanished, replaced by a crushing sense of guilt and clarity. The weight of what she was about to do, the betrayal it represented, hit her like a tidal wave.
Her breath came laboured as she stared at the juxtaposition of the sacred and the profane. The Mangalsutra, a symbol of her husband and marriage, lay next to the condom, highlighting the contrast between her sacred vows and the moment of lustful infidelity. The weight of guilt bore down on her, suffocating any remnants of desire. Patode's voice broke through her turmoil, oblivious to the internal battle raging within her. "Hurry up, Shipra, My cock is itching to screw a married cunt after a long time" he urged, his tone laced with impatience and lust. "Or may be you want to get fucked bare like Namrata? I can't guarantee I'll pull out though. I love emptying my load into loyal pussies." Patode continued his obsecene remarks.
Shipra was not in a state to pay heed to whatever he was saying. The weight of Patode's vulgar comments barely registered; she was numb to the world around her. Shock and disbelief coursed through her veins as she realized the gravity of her actions. Anger, guilt, and self-loathing churned within her, each emotion vying for dominance. Her eyes stung with unshed tears as she cursed herself inwardly, unable to comprehend how she had reached this point. Shipra's trembling fingers hovered uncertainly over the Mangalsutra, a symbol of her marital vows and the life she had promised to uphold. The sacred thread felt like a heavy burden in her hand, its significance now a glaring reminder of the betrayal she was about to commit.
In a blur of confusion and shame, Shipra grabbed Namrata's pink top and hastily pulled it on to conceal her nudity. The fabric provided a small shield against the vulnerability she felt in Patode's presence. She stood and left the bed making her way to the door. "I am sorry, but i cannot to this." she murmured to Patode, her head bowed downed with shame, her eyes welling up. She ran out the door towards her room leaving Patode shocked and annoyed.
"What the hell?" Patode exclaimed, his voice a mixture of frustration and bewilderment. His face contorted with an annoyed and angry expression as he stood there, grappling with the unexpected turn of events. He wanted to chase after her, to drag her back forcefully, but he wrestled with himself, taking deep breaths to calm down.
"Think rationally," he muttered under his breath, trying to steady his racing thoughts. Patode reminded himself that he still had Namrata for the night. The evening had gone better than he had initially expected. But his desire to bed yet another married women, that too a high class beautiful women like Shipra kept bubbling inside him. Now that he had seen her almost nude, his lust for her was even more amplified, turning a simple lust into an all-consuming obsession. He turned his gaze to Namrata who was now sitting on the bed, kneeling on her knees, holding the condom in her hands staring at him.
"Her mangalsutra tore right through the magic of your cock Patode," Namrata said, her voice laced with mischief and sarcasm. "Just keep the image of that rare, immoral act you witnessed from her. You’re not going to get another such chance in the future." she tried to bring back his attention on her. "Forget her and focus on me. I am ready for round two." Namrata’s eyes sparkled with a wicked glint as she placed the condom in her mouth and began to crawl towards Patode. Her movements were slow, deliberate, and tantalizing, a display of her eagerness and seduction. She tore the condom packet open with her teeth and bent down, preparing to put it on him.
"Not so fast," Patode commanded, his voice a mix of irritation and dark anticipation. "Suck my dick first. I want to feel the warmth of your mouth and softness of your lips on my tool." Namrata’s lips curled into a sly smile as she complied. Patode’s thoughts, however, remained partially entangled with the image of Shipra. "And as far as Shipra madam is concerned," he continued, an evil smile spreading across his face, "you’ll help me get between her legs. Next time I get the chance, I’ll have her suck my dick too with her precious mangalsutra tied around it."
Namrata’s eyes widened slightly at the intensity of his words, but her smile remained. She seemed to relish the dark fantasies he spun, her own arousal feeding off his dominance. With a seductive grace, she parted her thighs and raised her hips, her torso bending down until her lips touched the tip of his cock. She took hold of his magnificent shaft, her tongue darting out to lick its entire length, her eyes locked onto his. Her other hand played with his balls, her fingers deftly exploring as she slowly savored the feel of his veined, thick meat.
"Not gonna happen," Namrata said nonchalantly, her voice a tantalizing mix of defiance and seduction. "She is my best friend, and I am not going to corrupt her for your indecent desires. She is happily married; leave her that way." Despite her words, she continued to serve his dick with unwavering dedication, her tongue swirling and her lips teasing. "I am more than happy to compensate for her," Namrata added with a wink, her mouth slowly taking his cock inside, enveloping him in warm, wet pleasure. She began to move rhythmically, her head bobbing up and down as she worked him with expert precision.
"Ohhhh... wowwww," Patode moaned, his voice thick with pleasure as he felt the warmth of Namrata's mouth enveloping him. He relished the depravity of her actions, the illicit thrill fueling his arousal."For tonight, I'll content myself with you and your holes," Patode said, his tone tinged with a dark hunger. "But after today's sexy dalliance with her, my dick won't be truly satisfied until it defiles her faithful married cunt." Namrata's eyes widened slightly at his explicit words, but she didn't flinch. Instead, she continued to work him with skillful determination, her hands and mouth driving him towards the edge of ecstasy. "And you don't know it yet," Patode continued, his voice lowering to a menacing whisper, "but by the time I'm done with you... you'll be obeying me.... like the little bitch you are." he said, taking deliberate pauses between his words as he started giving long hard jerks. Namrata's body responded eagerly to his dominance, she loved the rough treatment. She glanced up at him, her eyes a mix of submission and desire, the intensity of his words only adding to the erotic charge between them. Despite the crude language, she reveled in the power he exerted over her, willingly surrendering to his primal need.
Patode's fingers grabbed a handful of her hairs and pulled Namrata's head closer into his crotch, a sensation that mixed pleasure with a hint of controlled aggression. He gave a final push and shoved his cock all the way into her mouth. Namrata's eyes teared up as she choked on his cock invading her throat. "Take it all the way in you slutty bitch." he commanded not relenting a bit.
The scene was absolutely obscene and vulgar. Namrata's eyes widened in surprise and discomfort as she struggled to accommodate his sudden intrusion. The abruptness of his action caused her eyes to water, and she choked as his cock invaded her throat. She started gagging around him, her hands instinctively gripping his thies for support and relief. He finally withdrew his dick, a thick strand of saliva connected the tip of his cock with Namrata's mouth. Her eyes were blood shot, a mix of her saliva and pre-cum trickled through her edge of her lips as she coughed and gasped for air.
Patode showed no mercy as he snatched the condom from Namrata's hand and seized her by the hair one more, forcefully pushing her back onto the bed. Climbing atop the bed, he positioned himself between her legs and spread them wide apart with commanding hands. His eyes burned with determination, but beneath that fierce resolve lay a simmering frustration. A rare chance to nail Shipra had slipped through his fingers, leaving him seething with unmet desire. The tantalizing vision of her, so close and yet unattainable, tortured him, fueling his need to assert control and dominance elsewhere.
"This time, I'll make you scream so loud that Shipra will regret leaving me like that," he declared. With deliberate movements, he rolled the condom onto his throbbing cock. Grasping Namrata's hips firmly, he pulled her closer, the intensity of their physical proximity heightening the tension between them. Patode spat a thick amount of saliva onto Namrata's pussy, his actions both provocative and possessive. He teased her, running his cock along her slick slit, making Namrata squirm and moan in anticipation. Leaning his body over hers, Patode pressed himself against her, impaling her once again. This was the second time that night, but now with the protection of the condom. The barrier did little to diminish the raw, intense sensations as Patode plunged his cock deep into Namrata, pushing all the way to the hilt. Despite the condom, she felt every inch of him, the fullness and heat of his hard length driving deep within her.
Namrata, still reeling from the intense assault on her mouth, barely had time to catch her breath when Patode penetrated his full 9 inches into her with one swift, powerful motion. She gasped, her body arching in response to the sudden, overwhelming sensation of being filled so completely. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, the shock and pleasure rendering her momentarily speechless. For a few suspended seconds, no sound escaped her lips, her eyes wide and brimming with a mix of surprise and ecstasy. Then, as Patode began to withdraw, the floodgates opened. "Ohhhhh my goooddddddd!!!!!" she cried out, the sound bursting from her in a wave of raw, unrestrained pleasure.
Patode's cock slid out of her only to plunge back in with relentless precision. Each thrust was calculated, designed to break her into his personal slut. Namrata's cries filled the room as Patode kept plummeling into her with all his might.
Aaaahhhhhh...Ahhhhh...uffffffff...unggggghg.....faster..go faster....
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Ohhhh...maaaaaaa.. hmmmmmm... deeeeper pleeease....
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Oh...goooodddddd...... fuck fuck fuck.. Patoddddeeeeee....i am cumming again........
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Faint cries of Namrata's moans of pleasure seeped into Shipra's room, piercing the quiet of the night with an unsettling clarity. Shipra lay on her bed, desperately trying to muffle the sounds with a pillow pressed tightly over her ears. Each muffled moan sent a pang of guilt through her, a relentless reminder of the evening's events. Her body felt heavy, weighed down by the burden of her actions and the overwhelming tide of emotions that threatened to drown her. Her mind was numb, struggling to process the whirlwind of events and the moral lines she had crossed. Guilt washed over her leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable. Tears welled up in Shipra's eyes as she whispered into the darkness, "I'm sorry, Alok... I have let you down... I'm so sorry." The words were a mantra, a desperate attempt to seek forgiveness from her absent husband. Her voice broke with emotion, the guilt almost too much to bear.
Slowly, the exhaustion of the day's emotional turmoil began to take its toll. Her repeated apologies became softer, her voice fading into quiet sobs. The relentless weight of guilt and regret pulled her deeper into a state of weariness, her body succumbing to the need for rest as she slipped into deep slumber.
End of Chapter 9: Final Part.
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