21-06-2024, 12:01 PM
Disgusting friend :
It was another very hot / humid day in kolkata. Mily rushed off to take a soothing bath after dropping off her daughter at the bus stop.
Mily got out of the bathroom door wearing pink panties made of silk with a matching bra. She put on a floral gown over it and bushed her hairs, as the bell rang.
Mily opend the door , and was taken aback to see Amol at it. He was the drinking partner of her lousy hubby and she hated him too much. He eyed her all the time .
The mere sight of him made her blood boil. She tried to shut off the door .
Amol 's hand blocked the door from closing completely. He overcame Mily 's efforts and her feet, unable to hold ground, slid across the slick tile floor.
Amol charged into her room as Mily screamed. "What are you doing? Are you crazy? Get out of my room and keep away from me!"
He grabbed Mily by her hairs and hissed "You gonna like getting fucked by your new boyfriend, boudi, and you gonna learn to love my cock."
She struggled hard, while he dragged her by her hair from the door.
Before Mily regained her breath, Amol had thrown her into bed slid the gown off her shoulder and tore her panties and bra off, leaving her lying on her back completely exposed.
Mily wheezed and coughed. "No, please, don't do this."
"What's the matter? Don't you wanna fuck your hubby’s friend?"
Amol 's eyes feasted on Mily 's naked body and its gentle feminine curves. She was indeed a beauty, his own wife was no where near her beauty, With brute strength he forced her smooth, long legs apart viewing the treasure he planned to plunder. Beautiful women tended to always keep their pubic areas immaculately groomed, as if they wanted to be ready for someone to see them in a bikini, thong or perhaps completely nude. Mily was apparently one of these women. Her naked body was as gorgeous as he had imagined. Though he had eyed her many time but still her eyes glinted with this beauty in front of him.
Mily 's smooth genitals lacked hair or even stubble, due to either expensive laser or wax treatments. What he had here was a pampered married and mothe. Her flat tummy was adorned by a delightful bellybutton and defined abdominal muscles. Pink areolae, perfect circles a little larger than quarters, crowned her perky, round 34 B-cup tits.
Mily 's silky, milky skin contrasted with Amol as he touched her. Her body seemed to lack imperfection like her beautiful face.
Amol wondered how Arup could foolishly leave such a gem unguarded with a thug like himself. Reaching down between Mily 's splayed legs, Amol gently parted her labia, a lovely shade of pink revealed.
Mily felt Amol begin manipulating her privates like she belonged to him. "Oh, god — no. Don't!" She grabbed his wrist to stop him.
Amol yanked his wrist from her grasp, reached up and cruelly twisted her delicate, pink nipples, causing jolts of pain that would later become bruises on her perfectly formed flesh.
Mily 's hands immediately went to protect her breasts and stop the pain.
From past experience with reluctant young females for the sex industry, he knew how to make Mily cooperate. He needed to roughen her up more to make her submissive. He raised his fist to hit her and Mily cringed.
"You need to calm down, boudi, and let me love you." He pulled Mily 's hands away from her excruciating stomach and caressed it
He again shoved her legs open, resumed spreading her labia, locating her clitoris among her pink folds. He licked his thumb and began gently rubbing its soft hood. "That's better— just let me touch you."
"Okay," she rasped in defeat, clutching her aching stomach as Amol played with her clitoris. "I'm sorry...No more."
"You beautiful, boudi, and I wanna make you feel good. Don't try to stop me."
Mily 's pleas began returning between her gasps for air as Amol calmly sat between her open legs fondling her — harrying her clitoris to arousal as she recovered. "Please stop... I promise...I won't tell anyone...if you stop. Don't do this to me."
But this horrible animal wasn't stopping.
Amol noticed how Mily 's clit was slowly engorging from his fillips, its timid head emerging from beneath its protective hood as he played with it. "I got your special spot and it's starting feel good, huh boudi?"
"No, it doesn't feel good... Stop touching me... Why are you doing this?" Mily sobbed as Amol caused involuntary responses in her body, her pink flesh glistening with natural secretions that encouraged him further and invited him to drink her nectar.
"I'm doing this because I love you and want to love you, boudi."
Amol proceeded to spread her vaginal lips wide apart with his black fingers, her intimate pink anatomy held completely open and accessible, and he began orally assaulting her.
"Oh, god... stop it! Please...no... don't." She sat up on her elbows and from over her flat, battered tummy helplessly watched with a contorted face. She tried unsuccessfully to push Amol 's head away, her fingers clutching his kinky hair. He was sucking on her clitoris, keeping it fully engorged, increasing its sensitivity, and twirling his tongue over it.
Amol ached for Mily , and while performing cunnilingus on her he slid off his gym shorts. Once free his monstrous organ sprang from confinement.
Mily 's eyes widened when she saw his enormity. Amol 's cock looked more like a truck's radiator hose than a man's penis, with large veins distended beneath its dark brown skin. She had never seen a penis so large. There was no way he could possibly fit in any woman. "No... keep away from me. I won't tell anyone about this, but you need to stop now. I mean it."
She was hysterically babbling as Amol 's fingers reopened her labia, stretching them wide apart, and he aimed his gigantic cock at her moist entrance.
Mily reached down to block him. But recalling how Amol punished her earlier, her fingers merely grazed his hand and stopped short of their intended goal.
The large head of his penis pushed at Mily 's wet opening and she became frantic. She didn't know what to say or do to stop him, her fingers uselessly resting on his hand as he held her vagina agape. Was this really happening to her? This monster was fondling her pussy, trying to put himself inside her. She felt like a paralyzed spectator watching this horrible crime being perpetrated on someone else. "I'm sorry I wasn't nice to you before, Amol . I'll do anything you want. Please don't. Oh... no... you're too big..."
"You gonna do what I want anyway, boudi, and we about to become very nice to each other. We gonna share something special."
The pressure from his attempted invasion built. She couldn't watch his huge cock and what he was trying to do to her anymore. Mily fell back, clenching the sheets in her fists. "Oh, god! No... Please. You're hurting me. Don't..."
Her husband's pecker must have been incredibly small, but Amol slowly applied more force to overcome her pussy's resistance. Her moist labia finally surrendered, engulfing the head of his penis. "Oh, yeah, boudi. You taking me. Oh, god, you feel so good."
"Ow..oh god... no," Mily cried, another man entering her for the first time, her pussy stretching for him and subversively providing lubrication for its own assault, and her fidelity to Arup eradicated by this horrible fiend, all in little more than an instant.
Amol gradually advanced more of his cock into her. "Is this your first time with a another man, boudi? You got a new cock in your pussy now. How it feel?". Mily was somewhat relieved that this guy was not aware of her profession now.
"Oh god, stop it! Please, you're hurting me. Don't..."
"I'm sorry, boudi, but you'll get used to me. Try and relax some and it'll be easier."
Mily couldn't relax. She felt him advance slightly deeper with each thrust. "No...I'm married to Arup , your friend. We let you come here. Why are you doing this to me?"
Amol placed his index finger to her lips. "Shush, be quiet and stop crying. I told you before why I'm doing this — because I love you, boudi, and I gotta have you. You constantly making me hard and I can't take it no more. You may be married but I'm insidee you. You gonna be mine now."
"No," Mily whimpered. She would never be his. But her pussy acted contrarily and as nature insisted, welcoming his hardness and coating more of Amol 's cock with a moist, affectionate-like sheen, traitorously helping him to penetrate deeper.
How could this be happening to her? Why did Arup allow his disgusting friend into their home? Why was she so wet for this disgusting man and why couldn't she control her own body? These and similar thoughts circulated in her mind, her face displaying both her physical and psychological anguish as furrows in her normally smooth skin.
Mily 's pussy contained more cock in it than ever before. Amol 's penis was triple the girth of Arup 's and visited Mily 's unchartered depths. With most of his length in her, Amol mercifully refrained from going further. There was no need rushing things their first time together and causing her excessive discomfort. But Amol was certain she would grow accustomed to his size and eventually want his entire dick. Mily didn't realize it yet, but this was only the beginning of a long, intimate relationship.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," Mily moaned in concert with squeaks from the bed.
Amol attempted to look directly into her eyes while fucking her, but Mily kept averting his stare and moving her head away from him. "No!" she snarled.
A wild spark appeared in Amol 's eyes as he irately grabbed Mily 's chin, pinching it in his vise-like grip. He turned her head to face him. "Look at me when I'm fucking you!"
From beneath pools of tears, Mily 's eyes met his as he claimed her. She felt his immense cock making its long journey in and out of her defeated pussy, now his conquered territory.
"Ow, please stop it!"
"I want you to cum first, boudi, and show me how much you love your new boyfriend. Then maybe I'll stop."
Occupying conquered territory wasn't enough for him. He wanted her complete surrender. She replied with silence, determined not to give him the satisfaction of her orgasm and total victory. there was no way she would ever cum for this filthy pig.
"Oh, you gonna cum for me whether you want to or not," Amol warned, quickening his pace as if reading her thoughts and determined to defy them.
"No," Mily hissed through clenched teeth. But the physical discomfort of having Amol so deep in her had already dissipated, her vagina accepting his large penis and bathing it with juices.
Amol shifted position and felt her pussy begin contracting around his dick in response. Big thick cock was just too difficult for most girls to resist, and despite her resolve and hatred for him, Mily didn't last too long before having an orgasm. "That's it, boudi, cum for me like a good, little white girl. Keep cumming on that big new dick. You really wet, and I can feel you starting to like me."
Mily grimaced, and her hands pushed against his muscular chest with her nails digging in. How could he say such horrible things and how could he make her body do that? But his thick shaft kept stretching her vaginal labia and giving her rich sensations that she didn't want from him but couldn't stop receiving. "Oh... oh... don't... oh — no!
"Mily 's voice grew louder as her unwanted arousal increased. "No, no, no— stop doing this to me! I don't want to cum for you. You're disgusting and I hate you. Oh, god. Oh, ooh, ooh, don't..."
He felt Mily 's vaginal muscles spasm from a second, stronger orgasm.
Amol continued fucking her and occasionally her pelvis replied with slight coital movements of its own, her body revealing an increasing desire to engage in the sex act. It was an autonomous response she tried to prevent. Not quite the enthusiastic reaction from her that he sought, but for now, at least, she had tired of resisting. He mercifully withstood the urge to bury his remaining length in her...
Mily had wanted this heinous act to end, but it seemed to go on indefinitely. She finally noticed him accelerating and panicked, realizing the full extent of what was approaching. He was inside her and he was going cum soon. "Please, you've got to pull out now," she begged. "Don't cum in me!"
Mily was a sexy, bong married female, and Amol enjoyed every step of taking her: initially molesting her and causing her body to respond in a way that was incredibly embarrassing for her; introducing her pussy to his huge cock; making her orgasm from it and causing her additional shame. He looked forward to completing his despicable act by ejaculating in her.
"I love you, boudi, and I made you cum. Don't you want to reciprocate my love and let me cum in your pussy? We supposed to be nice to each other when we making love and cum together. You not partial, are you?"
He must have been delusional because they were NOT making love; he was banging her! Her eyes became saucers of fear. "No, you can't do that. Please, don't cum in me."
She couldn't let him do it. Mily 's dainty hands renewed their efforts and pushed harder against Amol 's burly, black chest. Arching her back and repositioning her pelvis, she tried squeezing her vaginal muscles to dislodge him. Her efforts — which would have worked against someone of normal size — were no match for Amol 's gigantic penis imbedded too far in her pussy to oust.
Amol 's penis securely occupied Mily 's vagina after her failed attempt to expel it, but he felt what she had tried to do. With a quick jab, he penetrated a little further for her insubordination. "We not done yet, boudi. You want more of me? I got a big, black dick for you to enjoy and I been holding back so you can adjust to it. I was going to go slow, but you try something like that again and you getting all of me whether you ready or not."
It was less than an inch, but to Mily it felt like a mile more of Amol was now going in her.
Her hands tightly gripped his hips. "Ow, oh, oh, no more! Oh god! Okay, I'm sorry... I won't do it again," she yipped from the jolt of pressure and discomfort, more of him going into her, further stretching her vaginal muscles.
"You ready for all of me, boudi?"
"Ooh... ooh... no...ah...oh.. ooh, ooh.."
To Mily 's chagrin, the shock from his additional length made her orgasm again. Meanwhile, his dark eyes rolled in their sockets toward the ceiling with long awaited relief, his penis releasing a torrent of cum. "Oh, yeah, boudi, take me. We cumming together. Your pussy be milking my cock. Oh, god, you feel so incredible."
Amol tightly embraced Mily as they both orgasmed and he injected his seed deep in her. "I love you, boudi."
She felt Amol 's slimy ejaculate fill her and begin oozing from her vagina down the crack of her ass. She cried beneath him, her hands uselessly grabbing at his shoulders but unable to remove him. "Oh, no, no, no. Why are you doing this? You're cumming in me. Stop it."
"We cumming simultaneously, boudi, like we suppose to. It's a beautiful thing. I feel your tight pussy throbbing on my cock. You not ready for me to pull out yet. I gotta let you enjoy this a little longer until you completely done. How many times this be for you anyway, three or four?" Amol asked, musing to himself how Mily , once a privileged bong girl, was now reduced to be under a man and getting fucked by him.
The deed was completed. Mily lay beneath Amol 's heavy frame, like fading echoes of thunder, her pussy clenching his deflating cock from the orgasms he had forced her to have. She hated Amol , yet she had been unable to prevent herself from cumming for him. "Okay, get off me now," she uttered, pushing her hands against his muscular chest.
He removed his flaccid cock from Mily as she remained in the bed motionlessly staring at the ceiling, her pussy gaping from his departure and her legs left indecently spread apart momentarily before rediscovering modesty and closing. She glanced at Amol 's penis as he stood beside her. Even soft, it appeared enormous and she didn't believe that the horrific thing had been in her.
"You ever give your husband head?" Amol asked.
Mily looked at Amol with bewilderment as this disgusting man who had just defiled her firmly grabbed her shoulders and guided her off the bed and into a kneeling position beside it. She fully understood what he wanted when he shoved his penis in her face. His cock was coated with both of their secretions, and it was disgusting.
Her teeth remained clenched.
"I don't want to hurt you more. Open your goddamn mouth and suck on me nicely, like you want me."
She shook her head from his grasp. "I'll bite it off," she snarled.
Privileged girls like Mily could be stubborn and sometimes needed additional encouragement. With a clap like an ancient branch snapping off a mighty tree, his open palm crashed against her cheek, leaving Mily with bright stars floating in her eyes and the coppery taste of blood trickling from somewhere inside her mouth.
Mily sat on the floor stunned.
"Don't think about biting me, or you won't have any teeth left and I'll have to mess up your beautiful face."
She didn't think she could tolerate Amol 's cock in her mouth without vomiting.
Amol tightly pulled her hair. "Now suck on me nice, boudi, and learn to like it."
Her lips obediently went around the foul thing.
"Oh, yeah, that's a good girl. That's both of us on my cock, boudi—you and me and our love for each other. See how good we taste together? Clean our cum off my cock and relish the special flavor we made. I gonna teach you how to do this right."
She thought about biting down on his penis anyway, but he suddenly jerked her hair hard.
"Nicer, like you enjoying it. Remember, act like you my girlfriend and like you love me. You bite me, and I'll kill you ."
Regardless of what he thought, she would NEVER like anything about him or be his girlfriend. She hated him, but he terrified her. She heeded his warning and to her surprise, even though the thought of sucking on his cock had been revolting, the actual taste wasn't awful. The longer she performed the act, the more tolerable it became. As she followed his directions, he relaxed his grip on her hair and his treatment improved.
He unexpectedly slapped her cheek again, but gently this time. "Do I need to get rough with you some more? Remember to touch my cock nicely while you sucking on it."
Fearful of what he might do if she didn't follow his instructions, she reached up to his scrotum with her other hand and began delicately rolling his warm, heavy testicles between her fingers while drawing on his shaft. Amol 's balls were egg-shaped like Arup 's, but absurdly bigger like every other part of Amol .
To Mily 's dismay, his penis was becoming larger from her forced caresses. How could he become hard again so soon? Once Arup came, he was done for the evening.
Fully erect, it seemed like little more than the head of Amol 's cock fit in her mouth.
"That's it. Yess, that feel good. Put your fist around the shaft and stroke it some while you suck on it... like this." He took her hands and guided her. "Softly and slowly and keep the head in your mouth. Oh, yes. Right there. That part is real sensitive. Ah, I like you stroking it there, just like that, boudi. I gotta hold back, though. I don't wanna cum too soon for you."
Cum too soon for her? Did he really think she enjoyed doing this to him? She hated him.
"Oh yeah, you gonna stay my girlfriend. Keep sucking on me, boudi... easy... that better. We in no rush. You gotta learn to take your time and savor it. Arup won't be home for a while, and I got enough cum in my balls to make you spit out black babies until your ovaries dry up."
Again, he yanked her hair. "I got a lot to teach you. Twirl your tongue over the head some. Show more affection. Remember how nice I did it to you? Act like you love me. Yeah, that's better. Now run your lips up and down the shaft. Ah, yeah, boudi, keep doing that. Okay, now stroke it some more."
She felt his grip in her hair tightening. "Look at me," he scolded her, pulling her hair and turning her face upward and toward him. He struck her cheek softly. "Touch it lovingly while doing that. You see how hard you made me again? This how a man's body shows love for the woman he's with. You need to reciprocate my love by pleasuring my cock and giving it your affection. Don't forget, you want to do this to me. Now try again."
Amol continued giving her cruel tutorials. She had no choice but to comply with his demented demands and pretend to worship his big black cock. She reluctantly learned how to perform oral sex on him, how he liked to be touched, and how to act like she enjoyed doing it. "That's it. Keep showing me how much you love me and how you want to do this to me," he repeated to her. "See how much I love you? You making me really hard, boudi."
Her wedding ring sparkled on her finger as she gently tugged on his dark appendage and pretended to love him. His cock twitched, startling her slightly. She held his massive shaft in both hands with plenty of its length to spare. Her lips moved up and down his thick rod; her tongue licked it. How could his cock possibly be so big? she wondered.
Amol felt another batch readying. "Oh, I'm gonna cum soon, boudi. Swallow all of me — every last drop. Make me think you like it and love me."
"No," she growled, trying to free herself from his grip. There was no way she was going to swallow his cum and pretend to like it. But he pulled her hair hard, forced the head of his cock back into her mouth and held her firmly. With her face buried in his groin, his thick, long penis extending down her throat, her open hands reached up while shoving against his hard stomach.
Mily didn't want to swallow Amol 's nasty, white cream, but he had threatened her, and he grasped her hair tightly, preventing her from pulling away.
After the first couple of mouthfuls, her shoves started losing determination. His cum was working on her. He could tell it was becoming less distasteful to her by the way she finally stopped resisting and started gulping it down.
"That's it, keep swallowing and protect your family, Mily . Drink all of me, boudi. The more of it you swallow, the better things will be. My cum is special and you starting to like it. You see how good I'm starting to taste and how much you starting to love me? It's getting difficult for you to resist it."
Mily replied with a moan. Her open palms slowly slid down his firm, muscular stomach, appreciating the ripples in his strong abdomen while she drank from him, until her fingers wrapped themselves around the shaft of his massive penis, as if everything he was saying to her was suddenly and unexplainably true. His cock became like a fountain of masculinity delivering a perverted nourishment to her. The more she pleasured him the more of it she received.
He relaxed his hold, Mily gently milking his cock and quaffing from it, not noticing that he had let go of her hair. She remained engrossed with his cock as he spoke, running her lips up and down its shaft, licking up the white cream still spewing from its head as if it was a treat.
"That's a good girl. Keep feeding from me, boudi," he repeated while tenderly stroking her hair. "You've sampled me and now you mine."
When his cum eventually stopped flowing, she pulled her mouth away. A thread of jism momentarily spanned from his softening phallus to her lips, like a web from a venomous spider, one of many strands trapping its paralyzed prey.
Mily appeared dazed when she had finished drinking his poison. Amol gently took her elbow and guided her to sit on the edge of her bed. She didn't think it was possible for a man to produce that much semen. He had profusely ejaculated in her pussy only a short while ago and effortlessly repeated it a second time in her mouth, and she had swallowed all of him.
Mily stared up at him from where she sat, sparks of hatred forming in her eyes, his strong taste lingering on her taste buds, his perverted essence filling her stomach and womb. A heavy silence permeated the room .
Like a brilliant vein of gold, the afternoon sun leaked through a crack between the bedroom curtains that had been drawn since morning, hiding her sexual assault from the outside world. Amol took a seat beside her on the edge of the bed and put his arm around her shoulder, their naked bodies touching once more. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to be cruel to you, boudi."
Mily violently shrugged his muscular arm off her shoulder and scooted away. "Don't touch me ever again and don't call me boudi."
"Arup will notice the marks you left on me, you disgusting pig. He's going to have you put in jail."
Amol 's eyes lit up with rage.
It was another very hot / humid day in kolkata. Mily rushed off to take a soothing bath after dropping off her daughter at the bus stop.
Mily got out of the bathroom door wearing pink panties made of silk with a matching bra. She put on a floral gown over it and bushed her hairs, as the bell rang.
Mily opend the door , and was taken aback to see Amol at it. He was the drinking partner of her lousy hubby and she hated him too much. He eyed her all the time .
The mere sight of him made her blood boil. She tried to shut off the door .
Amol 's hand blocked the door from closing completely. He overcame Mily 's efforts and her feet, unable to hold ground, slid across the slick tile floor.
Amol charged into her room as Mily screamed. "What are you doing? Are you crazy? Get out of my room and keep away from me!"
He grabbed Mily by her hairs and hissed "You gonna like getting fucked by your new boyfriend, boudi, and you gonna learn to love my cock."
She struggled hard, while he dragged her by her hair from the door.
Before Mily regained her breath, Amol had thrown her into bed slid the gown off her shoulder and tore her panties and bra off, leaving her lying on her back completely exposed.
Mily wheezed and coughed. "No, please, don't do this."
"What's the matter? Don't you wanna fuck your hubby’s friend?"
Amol 's eyes feasted on Mily 's naked body and its gentle feminine curves. She was indeed a beauty, his own wife was no where near her beauty, With brute strength he forced her smooth, long legs apart viewing the treasure he planned to plunder. Beautiful women tended to always keep their pubic areas immaculately groomed, as if they wanted to be ready for someone to see them in a bikini, thong or perhaps completely nude. Mily was apparently one of these women. Her naked body was as gorgeous as he had imagined. Though he had eyed her many time but still her eyes glinted with this beauty in front of him.
Mily 's smooth genitals lacked hair or even stubble, due to either expensive laser or wax treatments. What he had here was a pampered married and mothe. Her flat tummy was adorned by a delightful bellybutton and defined abdominal muscles. Pink areolae, perfect circles a little larger than quarters, crowned her perky, round 34 B-cup tits.
Mily 's silky, milky skin contrasted with Amol as he touched her. Her body seemed to lack imperfection like her beautiful face.
Amol wondered how Arup could foolishly leave such a gem unguarded with a thug like himself. Reaching down between Mily 's splayed legs, Amol gently parted her labia, a lovely shade of pink revealed.
Mily felt Amol begin manipulating her privates like she belonged to him. "Oh, god — no. Don't!" She grabbed his wrist to stop him.
Amol yanked his wrist from her grasp, reached up and cruelly twisted her delicate, pink nipples, causing jolts of pain that would later become bruises on her perfectly formed flesh.
Mily 's hands immediately went to protect her breasts and stop the pain.
From past experience with reluctant young females for the sex industry, he knew how to make Mily cooperate. He needed to roughen her up more to make her submissive. He raised his fist to hit her and Mily cringed.
"You need to calm down, boudi, and let me love you." He pulled Mily 's hands away from her excruciating stomach and caressed it
He again shoved her legs open, resumed spreading her labia, locating her clitoris among her pink folds. He licked his thumb and began gently rubbing its soft hood. "That's better— just let me touch you."
"Okay," she rasped in defeat, clutching her aching stomach as Amol played with her clitoris. "I'm sorry...No more."
"You beautiful, boudi, and I wanna make you feel good. Don't try to stop me."
Mily 's pleas began returning between her gasps for air as Amol calmly sat between her open legs fondling her — harrying her clitoris to arousal as she recovered. "Please stop... I promise...I won't tell anyone...if you stop. Don't do this to me."
But this horrible animal wasn't stopping.
Amol noticed how Mily 's clit was slowly engorging from his fillips, its timid head emerging from beneath its protective hood as he played with it. "I got your special spot and it's starting feel good, huh boudi?"
"No, it doesn't feel good... Stop touching me... Why are you doing this?" Mily sobbed as Amol caused involuntary responses in her body, her pink flesh glistening with natural secretions that encouraged him further and invited him to drink her nectar.
"I'm doing this because I love you and want to love you, boudi."
Amol proceeded to spread her vaginal lips wide apart with his black fingers, her intimate pink anatomy held completely open and accessible, and he began orally assaulting her.
"Oh, god... stop it! Please...no... don't." She sat up on her elbows and from over her flat, battered tummy helplessly watched with a contorted face. She tried unsuccessfully to push Amol 's head away, her fingers clutching his kinky hair. He was sucking on her clitoris, keeping it fully engorged, increasing its sensitivity, and twirling his tongue over it.
Amol ached for Mily , and while performing cunnilingus on her he slid off his gym shorts. Once free his monstrous organ sprang from confinement.
Mily 's eyes widened when she saw his enormity. Amol 's cock looked more like a truck's radiator hose than a man's penis, with large veins distended beneath its dark brown skin. She had never seen a penis so large. There was no way he could possibly fit in any woman. "No... keep away from me. I won't tell anyone about this, but you need to stop now. I mean it."
She was hysterically babbling as Amol 's fingers reopened her labia, stretching them wide apart, and he aimed his gigantic cock at her moist entrance.
Mily reached down to block him. But recalling how Amol punished her earlier, her fingers merely grazed his hand and stopped short of their intended goal.
The large head of his penis pushed at Mily 's wet opening and she became frantic. She didn't know what to say or do to stop him, her fingers uselessly resting on his hand as he held her vagina agape. Was this really happening to her? This monster was fondling her pussy, trying to put himself inside her. She felt like a paralyzed spectator watching this horrible crime being perpetrated on someone else. "I'm sorry I wasn't nice to you before, Amol . I'll do anything you want. Please don't. Oh... no... you're too big..."
"You gonna do what I want anyway, boudi, and we about to become very nice to each other. We gonna share something special."
The pressure from his attempted invasion built. She couldn't watch his huge cock and what he was trying to do to her anymore. Mily fell back, clenching the sheets in her fists. "Oh, god! No... Please. You're hurting me. Don't..."
Her husband's pecker must have been incredibly small, but Amol slowly applied more force to overcome her pussy's resistance. Her moist labia finally surrendered, engulfing the head of his penis. "Oh, yeah, boudi. You taking me. Oh, god, you feel so good."
"Ow..oh god... no," Mily cried, another man entering her for the first time, her pussy stretching for him and subversively providing lubrication for its own assault, and her fidelity to Arup eradicated by this horrible fiend, all in little more than an instant.
Amol gradually advanced more of his cock into her. "Is this your first time with a another man, boudi? You got a new cock in your pussy now. How it feel?". Mily was somewhat relieved that this guy was not aware of her profession now.
"Oh god, stop it! Please, you're hurting me. Don't..."
"I'm sorry, boudi, but you'll get used to me. Try and relax some and it'll be easier."
Mily couldn't relax. She felt him advance slightly deeper with each thrust. "No...I'm married to Arup , your friend. We let you come here. Why are you doing this to me?"
Amol placed his index finger to her lips. "Shush, be quiet and stop crying. I told you before why I'm doing this — because I love you, boudi, and I gotta have you. You constantly making me hard and I can't take it no more. You may be married but I'm insidee you. You gonna be mine now."
"No," Mily whimpered. She would never be his. But her pussy acted contrarily and as nature insisted, welcoming his hardness and coating more of Amol 's cock with a moist, affectionate-like sheen, traitorously helping him to penetrate deeper.
How could this be happening to her? Why did Arup allow his disgusting friend into their home? Why was she so wet for this disgusting man and why couldn't she control her own body? These and similar thoughts circulated in her mind, her face displaying both her physical and psychological anguish as furrows in her normally smooth skin.
Mily 's pussy contained more cock in it than ever before. Amol 's penis was triple the girth of Arup 's and visited Mily 's unchartered depths. With most of his length in her, Amol mercifully refrained from going further. There was no need rushing things their first time together and causing her excessive discomfort. But Amol was certain she would grow accustomed to his size and eventually want his entire dick. Mily didn't realize it yet, but this was only the beginning of a long, intimate relationship.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," Mily moaned in concert with squeaks from the bed.
Amol attempted to look directly into her eyes while fucking her, but Mily kept averting his stare and moving her head away from him. "No!" she snarled.
A wild spark appeared in Amol 's eyes as he irately grabbed Mily 's chin, pinching it in his vise-like grip. He turned her head to face him. "Look at me when I'm fucking you!"
From beneath pools of tears, Mily 's eyes met his as he claimed her. She felt his immense cock making its long journey in and out of her defeated pussy, now his conquered territory.
"Ow, please stop it!"
"I want you to cum first, boudi, and show me how much you love your new boyfriend. Then maybe I'll stop."
Occupying conquered territory wasn't enough for him. He wanted her complete surrender. She replied with silence, determined not to give him the satisfaction of her orgasm and total victory. there was no way she would ever cum for this filthy pig.
"Oh, you gonna cum for me whether you want to or not," Amol warned, quickening his pace as if reading her thoughts and determined to defy them.
"No," Mily hissed through clenched teeth. But the physical discomfort of having Amol so deep in her had already dissipated, her vagina accepting his large penis and bathing it with juices.
Amol shifted position and felt her pussy begin contracting around his dick in response. Big thick cock was just too difficult for most girls to resist, and despite her resolve and hatred for him, Mily didn't last too long before having an orgasm. "That's it, boudi, cum for me like a good, little white girl. Keep cumming on that big new dick. You really wet, and I can feel you starting to like me."
Mily grimaced, and her hands pushed against his muscular chest with her nails digging in. How could he say such horrible things and how could he make her body do that? But his thick shaft kept stretching her vaginal labia and giving her rich sensations that she didn't want from him but couldn't stop receiving. "Oh... oh... don't... oh — no!
"Mily 's voice grew louder as her unwanted arousal increased. "No, no, no— stop doing this to me! I don't want to cum for you. You're disgusting and I hate you. Oh, god. Oh, ooh, ooh, don't..."
He felt Mily 's vaginal muscles spasm from a second, stronger orgasm.
Amol continued fucking her and occasionally her pelvis replied with slight coital movements of its own, her body revealing an increasing desire to engage in the sex act. It was an autonomous response she tried to prevent. Not quite the enthusiastic reaction from her that he sought, but for now, at least, she had tired of resisting. He mercifully withstood the urge to bury his remaining length in her...
Mily had wanted this heinous act to end, but it seemed to go on indefinitely. She finally noticed him accelerating and panicked, realizing the full extent of what was approaching. He was inside her and he was going cum soon. "Please, you've got to pull out now," she begged. "Don't cum in me!"
Mily was a sexy, bong married female, and Amol enjoyed every step of taking her: initially molesting her and causing her body to respond in a way that was incredibly embarrassing for her; introducing her pussy to his huge cock; making her orgasm from it and causing her additional shame. He looked forward to completing his despicable act by ejaculating in her.
"I love you, boudi, and I made you cum. Don't you want to reciprocate my love and let me cum in your pussy? We supposed to be nice to each other when we making love and cum together. You not partial, are you?"
He must have been delusional because they were NOT making love; he was banging her! Her eyes became saucers of fear. "No, you can't do that. Please, don't cum in me."
She couldn't let him do it. Mily 's dainty hands renewed their efforts and pushed harder against Amol 's burly, black chest. Arching her back and repositioning her pelvis, she tried squeezing her vaginal muscles to dislodge him. Her efforts — which would have worked against someone of normal size — were no match for Amol 's gigantic penis imbedded too far in her pussy to oust.
Amol 's penis securely occupied Mily 's vagina after her failed attempt to expel it, but he felt what she had tried to do. With a quick jab, he penetrated a little further for her insubordination. "We not done yet, boudi. You want more of me? I got a big, black dick for you to enjoy and I been holding back so you can adjust to it. I was going to go slow, but you try something like that again and you getting all of me whether you ready or not."
It was less than an inch, but to Mily it felt like a mile more of Amol was now going in her.
Her hands tightly gripped his hips. "Ow, oh, oh, no more! Oh god! Okay, I'm sorry... I won't do it again," she yipped from the jolt of pressure and discomfort, more of him going into her, further stretching her vaginal muscles.
"You ready for all of me, boudi?"
"Ooh... ooh... no...ah...oh.. ooh, ooh.."
To Mily 's chagrin, the shock from his additional length made her orgasm again. Meanwhile, his dark eyes rolled in their sockets toward the ceiling with long awaited relief, his penis releasing a torrent of cum. "Oh, yeah, boudi, take me. We cumming together. Your pussy be milking my cock. Oh, god, you feel so incredible."
Amol tightly embraced Mily as they both orgasmed and he injected his seed deep in her. "I love you, boudi."
She felt Amol 's slimy ejaculate fill her and begin oozing from her vagina down the crack of her ass. She cried beneath him, her hands uselessly grabbing at his shoulders but unable to remove him. "Oh, no, no, no. Why are you doing this? You're cumming in me. Stop it."
"We cumming simultaneously, boudi, like we suppose to. It's a beautiful thing. I feel your tight pussy throbbing on my cock. You not ready for me to pull out yet. I gotta let you enjoy this a little longer until you completely done. How many times this be for you anyway, three or four?" Amol asked, musing to himself how Mily , once a privileged bong girl, was now reduced to be under a man and getting fucked by him.
The deed was completed. Mily lay beneath Amol 's heavy frame, like fading echoes of thunder, her pussy clenching his deflating cock from the orgasms he had forced her to have. She hated Amol , yet she had been unable to prevent herself from cumming for him. "Okay, get off me now," she uttered, pushing her hands against his muscular chest.
He removed his flaccid cock from Mily as she remained in the bed motionlessly staring at the ceiling, her pussy gaping from his departure and her legs left indecently spread apart momentarily before rediscovering modesty and closing. She glanced at Amol 's penis as he stood beside her. Even soft, it appeared enormous and she didn't believe that the horrific thing had been in her.
"You ever give your husband head?" Amol asked.
Mily looked at Amol with bewilderment as this disgusting man who had just defiled her firmly grabbed her shoulders and guided her off the bed and into a kneeling position beside it. She fully understood what he wanted when he shoved his penis in her face. His cock was coated with both of their secretions, and it was disgusting.
Her teeth remained clenched.
"I don't want to hurt you more. Open your goddamn mouth and suck on me nicely, like you want me."
She shook her head from his grasp. "I'll bite it off," she snarled.
Privileged girls like Mily could be stubborn and sometimes needed additional encouragement. With a clap like an ancient branch snapping off a mighty tree, his open palm crashed against her cheek, leaving Mily with bright stars floating in her eyes and the coppery taste of blood trickling from somewhere inside her mouth.
Mily sat on the floor stunned.
"Don't think about biting me, or you won't have any teeth left and I'll have to mess up your beautiful face."
She didn't think she could tolerate Amol 's cock in her mouth without vomiting.
Amol tightly pulled her hair. "Now suck on me nice, boudi, and learn to like it."
Her lips obediently went around the foul thing.
"Oh, yeah, that's a good girl. That's both of us on my cock, boudi—you and me and our love for each other. See how good we taste together? Clean our cum off my cock and relish the special flavor we made. I gonna teach you how to do this right."
She thought about biting down on his penis anyway, but he suddenly jerked her hair hard.
"Nicer, like you enjoying it. Remember, act like you my girlfriend and like you love me. You bite me, and I'll kill you ."
Regardless of what he thought, she would NEVER like anything about him or be his girlfriend. She hated him, but he terrified her. She heeded his warning and to her surprise, even though the thought of sucking on his cock had been revolting, the actual taste wasn't awful. The longer she performed the act, the more tolerable it became. As she followed his directions, he relaxed his grip on her hair and his treatment improved.
He unexpectedly slapped her cheek again, but gently this time. "Do I need to get rough with you some more? Remember to touch my cock nicely while you sucking on it."
Fearful of what he might do if she didn't follow his instructions, she reached up to his scrotum with her other hand and began delicately rolling his warm, heavy testicles between her fingers while drawing on his shaft. Amol 's balls were egg-shaped like Arup 's, but absurdly bigger like every other part of Amol .
To Mily 's dismay, his penis was becoming larger from her forced caresses. How could he become hard again so soon? Once Arup came, he was done for the evening.
Fully erect, it seemed like little more than the head of Amol 's cock fit in her mouth.
"That's it. Yess, that feel good. Put your fist around the shaft and stroke it some while you suck on it... like this." He took her hands and guided her. "Softly and slowly and keep the head in your mouth. Oh, yes. Right there. That part is real sensitive. Ah, I like you stroking it there, just like that, boudi. I gotta hold back, though. I don't wanna cum too soon for you."
Cum too soon for her? Did he really think she enjoyed doing this to him? She hated him.
"Oh yeah, you gonna stay my girlfriend. Keep sucking on me, boudi... easy... that better. We in no rush. You gotta learn to take your time and savor it. Arup won't be home for a while, and I got enough cum in my balls to make you spit out black babies until your ovaries dry up."
Again, he yanked her hair. "I got a lot to teach you. Twirl your tongue over the head some. Show more affection. Remember how nice I did it to you? Act like you love me. Yeah, that's better. Now run your lips up and down the shaft. Ah, yeah, boudi, keep doing that. Okay, now stroke it some more."
She felt his grip in her hair tightening. "Look at me," he scolded her, pulling her hair and turning her face upward and toward him. He struck her cheek softly. "Touch it lovingly while doing that. You see how hard you made me again? This how a man's body shows love for the woman he's with. You need to reciprocate my love by pleasuring my cock and giving it your affection. Don't forget, you want to do this to me. Now try again."
Amol continued giving her cruel tutorials. She had no choice but to comply with his demented demands and pretend to worship his big black cock. She reluctantly learned how to perform oral sex on him, how he liked to be touched, and how to act like she enjoyed doing it. "That's it. Keep showing me how much you love me and how you want to do this to me," he repeated to her. "See how much I love you? You making me really hard, boudi."
Her wedding ring sparkled on her finger as she gently tugged on his dark appendage and pretended to love him. His cock twitched, startling her slightly. She held his massive shaft in both hands with plenty of its length to spare. Her lips moved up and down his thick rod; her tongue licked it. How could his cock possibly be so big? she wondered.
Amol felt another batch readying. "Oh, I'm gonna cum soon, boudi. Swallow all of me — every last drop. Make me think you like it and love me."
"No," she growled, trying to free herself from his grip. There was no way she was going to swallow his cum and pretend to like it. But he pulled her hair hard, forced the head of his cock back into her mouth and held her firmly. With her face buried in his groin, his thick, long penis extending down her throat, her open hands reached up while shoving against his hard stomach.
Mily didn't want to swallow Amol 's nasty, white cream, but he had threatened her, and he grasped her hair tightly, preventing her from pulling away.
After the first couple of mouthfuls, her shoves started losing determination. His cum was working on her. He could tell it was becoming less distasteful to her by the way she finally stopped resisting and started gulping it down.
"That's it, keep swallowing and protect your family, Mily . Drink all of me, boudi. The more of it you swallow, the better things will be. My cum is special and you starting to like it. You see how good I'm starting to taste and how much you starting to love me? It's getting difficult for you to resist it."
Mily replied with a moan. Her open palms slowly slid down his firm, muscular stomach, appreciating the ripples in his strong abdomen while she drank from him, until her fingers wrapped themselves around the shaft of his massive penis, as if everything he was saying to her was suddenly and unexplainably true. His cock became like a fountain of masculinity delivering a perverted nourishment to her. The more she pleasured him the more of it she received.
He relaxed his hold, Mily gently milking his cock and quaffing from it, not noticing that he had let go of her hair. She remained engrossed with his cock as he spoke, running her lips up and down its shaft, licking up the white cream still spewing from its head as if it was a treat.
"That's a good girl. Keep feeding from me, boudi," he repeated while tenderly stroking her hair. "You've sampled me and now you mine."
When his cum eventually stopped flowing, she pulled her mouth away. A thread of jism momentarily spanned from his softening phallus to her lips, like a web from a venomous spider, one of many strands trapping its paralyzed prey.
Mily appeared dazed when she had finished drinking his poison. Amol gently took her elbow and guided her to sit on the edge of her bed. She didn't think it was possible for a man to produce that much semen. He had profusely ejaculated in her pussy only a short while ago and effortlessly repeated it a second time in her mouth, and she had swallowed all of him.
Mily stared up at him from where she sat, sparks of hatred forming in her eyes, his strong taste lingering on her taste buds, his perverted essence filling her stomach and womb. A heavy silence permeated the room .
Like a brilliant vein of gold, the afternoon sun leaked through a crack between the bedroom curtains that had been drawn since morning, hiding her sexual assault from the outside world. Amol took a seat beside her on the edge of the bed and put his arm around her shoulder, their naked bodies touching once more. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to be cruel to you, boudi."
Mily violently shrugged his muscular arm off her shoulder and scooted away. "Don't touch me ever again and don't call me boudi."
"Arup will notice the marks you left on me, you disgusting pig. He's going to have you put in jail."
Amol 's eyes lit up with rage.
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