27-06-2019, 10:44 AM
Taking her hand Mr. Sethi steered her out of the restaurant and guided her in the direction of the elevators to the hotel rooms. This was it she realized, in a few minutes she would be alone with this stranger in his hotel room and she would be letting him undress her and do what ever he wanted. Could she really let this happen? How had she gotten herself into this mess? But she knew there was nothing she could do. As they entered the elevator she felt Mr. Sethi's hand slide behind her and begin to caress her bottom. He turned her towards himself and using his other hand touched her beneath her chin raising it up to meet his kiss. Without thinking she allowed him to push his tongue into her mouse, giving her as kiss like only her husband had previously been permitted to do. Even when the elevator stopped at the next floor and an elderly couple entered he did not stop his intimate caressing of her bottom even dropping his other hand to quickly grope her breasts. Deepti saw the look of disbelief and condemnation by the elderly woman, saying with her expression how can you be so disgraceful? When the elevator stopped at the tenth floor Mr. Sethi guided her down the hall and stopped at room 1014. As he opened the door and ushered her inside she knew that the thing that a day earlier she would have considered unthinkable was about to happen.
At the sound of the key being placed in the lock, Ranjeet had quietly hurried into his hiding spot in the big walk-in closet in the bedroom of the hotel suite.
Today was a special day for Ranjeet as this would be his first chance to control Deept. He could tell instinctively which married white wives would succumb to his power. Once she was totally under his control- he could use her as her desired. As his pleasure pet or to seal the deal on many a new business venture. All his business associates would do anything to get an afternoon in the sack with a lovely white married slut like her. Hidden in the closet Mr. Ranjeet could both hear and see everything that took place in the apartment. He had positioned several video cameras in the living room, bathroom and here in the bedroom. He had hidden them in the decorations and plants that decorated the rooms and with Ajit taking all of her attention, he knew she would never suspect she was being filmed.
As soon as they closed the door Mr. Sethi turned her towards him and again gave her another open mouth kiss. Again she did not resist. She was now at the point of being resigned to anything that happened to her. What bothered her more then anything was the way she had reacted when he had placed his hand under her dress and had brought her to an orgasm with his finger. Now she could feel her self again getting wet. Did she really want this to happen? She kept telling herself she had no choice but was she really enjoying it? Ajit's lewd hands roamed all over her body. She could not help being aroused. His one hand was now caressing the soft contours of her flat belly, causing her to wriggle her buttocks in to the other hand that was rubbing her little ass cheek. The warmth from the vodka she had recently consumed was also spreading rapidly through her veins and contributing to her unwanted excitement. His hand slipped now from her buttocks and reached under the hem of her dress and inexorably slipped under the cloth and upward past her thigh upward along her naked thigh. His palm once again found the tender inner side of her thigh and established an intimate stroking contact that sent delicious little tingles upward to the center of her vainly resisting womb.
Deepti was now aware that her panties were wet from the unwanted secretion that was seeping from her warmly aroused vaginal in automatic response. Hot and cold tingling was shooting upward to the center of her vainly resisting womb. She shivered, grinding her hips frantically against his hand in a vain effort to soothe the maddening feeling of her now throbbing cuntal slit. Her pitiful supply of courage was rapidly deserting her. Quickly taking its place was the new need to find relief.
“Let’s get you undressed girl, I want to see all of you,”
It did not take long to remove her clothing as she was now very willing to help. She soon stood stark naked in the middle of the hotel room, slight gooseflesh dappling her creamy skin as she shivered in the cool air-conditioned atmosphere wile perspiration still continued to dampen her flushed beautiful face.
“Beautiful,” Ajit exclaimed.
And truly she was perfection with her voluptuously proportioned breasts slender waist and long legs. Moisture now covered the mysterious little triangular mound of her sex. Ajit Sethi stepped back and continued to admire her while quickly shedding his own clothes. As he stepped out of his underwear, Deepti suddenly caught sight of his enormous erection.
“My God,” she exclaimed, “that can’t be real, I never knew they could be so big, Rahul is only half that big even when he is fully erect.”
His cock throbbed as he surveyed her, and he placed one hand on her hip, just where it began to curve, and moved closer, his stiff cock now pressing against her thigh while his hands slipped to her tense, flat stomach and began to massage it. His face loomed above her, so close she could feel his warm breath. Deepti could not deny that he was producing an unwelcome fascination deep within her, his hands were strangely comforting in their warmth, while the feel of his penis as it poked close to her dilating vagina instigated a thrill of erotic sensation. Then, he moved his hands to the swelling mounds of her breasts, thumb tips pressing the nipples in.
She stared down at the unfamiliar hands manipulating her breasts, she was consumed by a wave of passion that ripped away any doubt that she had about going through with this.
“God, you are a beautiful thing!” Ajit Sethi said, as his mouth closed over one of her erect nipples. Deepti thought her body had taken fire as he began to suck. She squirmed and wriggled in the cool air conditioned hotel room. His hand snaked down and parted the hair fringed lips of her heated cunt, gently slipping a finger into its wetness. Deepti groaned aloud in her struggle against his burning lips at her breast and the tantalizing finger in her tingling cunt. “Oh, God,” she breathed helplessly as he kept up his assault on her exposed body. Never in her life had she felt anything like this. “Ooooh . . . yes . . . please!”
“Come, I want to fuck you on the bed,” he ordered.
She obeyed
“Oh God,” she cried as heas he guided his rock-hard cock to the wet entrance of her. The electrifying instant of contact with his male organ sent shudders of pleasure racing through her spread-eagled body. He continued to push against her tight hole, causing intense pain as he stretcher her sensitive skin as it had never been before.
He pressed forward again. “Please . . . no more . . . you’re hurting me!” she begged. “Please no.”
Ajit continued pushing, his shaft slowly moving inch by inch up into her unwilling vagina. As he continued to push against her tight hole, the pressure caused her to wince from the pain as he stretched her. Slowly, inch by inch he filled her more completely then she had ever been before. She could feel the ripples of his penis as they stretched her vaginal walls. He slowed for a moment to give her a chance to adjust to his size and then with a snap of his hips he plunged deeper into her pushing up towards her belly.
Oh Goddddddd!” Deepti groaned but her desire overcame her and as her inflamed pussy gradually adjusted itself to the shear bulk of his penis her whimpers of pain changed slowly to moan of pleasure. Ajit began a rocking motion with his hips that sent his hard rod crushing into her vagina until the head pounded cruelly against her cervix. He quickened his pace and built up to a rhythm. Ajit Sethi thought to himself, this is the best cunt I have ever experienced.
Deepti soon began to mover her hips in harmony with the rhythm he had established. She began to sweat profusely and her moans now were unmistakably the sounds of passion. She forgot everything but this very moment. No longer were there doubts regrets or thoughts of her loving husband. All she cared about now was the release that this thick cock of a stranger was about to bring her. The cock now buried to its complete depth in her burning body.
“Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me harder!” she breathed using the obscene words that she would never before utter. Ajit reached up under her grinding buttocks and jerked them up even tighter to his thrusting loins. The passion housewife drove her throbbing wet cunt desperately up against his rigid cock. Passionate sounds suddenly burst from deep in her throat as her taut muscled legs encircled him pulling his loins even closer to her.
She had never felt anything like this with her loving husband. Deepti wanted, no she needed more. She did not want it to end. But suddenly a hot orgasm swept over her just as Ajit also reached his climax and filled her with his semen.
A few minutes later as Ajit’s now softening penis slipped out of her soaking pussy, Deepti thought her ordeal no how could she call it that when it had brought her so much enjoyment, was over. However looking up she suddenly saw the leering face of Ranjeet. He was here in the room with them and obviously had witnessed everything.
At the sound of the key being placed in the lock, Ranjeet had quietly hurried into his hiding spot in the big walk-in closet in the bedroom of the hotel suite.
Today was a special day for Ranjeet as this would be his first chance to control Deept. He could tell instinctively which married white wives would succumb to his power. Once she was totally under his control- he could use her as her desired. As his pleasure pet or to seal the deal on many a new business venture. All his business associates would do anything to get an afternoon in the sack with a lovely white married slut like her. Hidden in the closet Mr. Ranjeet could both hear and see everything that took place in the apartment. He had positioned several video cameras in the living room, bathroom and here in the bedroom. He had hidden them in the decorations and plants that decorated the rooms and with Ajit taking all of her attention, he knew she would never suspect she was being filmed.
As soon as they closed the door Mr. Sethi turned her towards him and again gave her another open mouth kiss. Again she did not resist. She was now at the point of being resigned to anything that happened to her. What bothered her more then anything was the way she had reacted when he had placed his hand under her dress and had brought her to an orgasm with his finger. Now she could feel her self again getting wet. Did she really want this to happen? She kept telling herself she had no choice but was she really enjoying it? Ajit's lewd hands roamed all over her body. She could not help being aroused. His one hand was now caressing the soft contours of her flat belly, causing her to wriggle her buttocks in to the other hand that was rubbing her little ass cheek. The warmth from the vodka she had recently consumed was also spreading rapidly through her veins and contributing to her unwanted excitement. His hand slipped now from her buttocks and reached under the hem of her dress and inexorably slipped under the cloth and upward past her thigh upward along her naked thigh. His palm once again found the tender inner side of her thigh and established an intimate stroking contact that sent delicious little tingles upward to the center of her vainly resisting womb.
Deepti was now aware that her panties were wet from the unwanted secretion that was seeping from her warmly aroused vaginal in automatic response. Hot and cold tingling was shooting upward to the center of her vainly resisting womb. She shivered, grinding her hips frantically against his hand in a vain effort to soothe the maddening feeling of her now throbbing cuntal slit. Her pitiful supply of courage was rapidly deserting her. Quickly taking its place was the new need to find relief.
“Let’s get you undressed girl, I want to see all of you,”
It did not take long to remove her clothing as she was now very willing to help. She soon stood stark naked in the middle of the hotel room, slight gooseflesh dappling her creamy skin as she shivered in the cool air-conditioned atmosphere wile perspiration still continued to dampen her flushed beautiful face.
“Beautiful,” Ajit exclaimed.
And truly she was perfection with her voluptuously proportioned breasts slender waist and long legs. Moisture now covered the mysterious little triangular mound of her sex. Ajit Sethi stepped back and continued to admire her while quickly shedding his own clothes. As he stepped out of his underwear, Deepti suddenly caught sight of his enormous erection.
“My God,” she exclaimed, “that can’t be real, I never knew they could be so big, Rahul is only half that big even when he is fully erect.”
His cock throbbed as he surveyed her, and he placed one hand on her hip, just where it began to curve, and moved closer, his stiff cock now pressing against her thigh while his hands slipped to her tense, flat stomach and began to massage it. His face loomed above her, so close she could feel his warm breath. Deepti could not deny that he was producing an unwelcome fascination deep within her, his hands were strangely comforting in their warmth, while the feel of his penis as it poked close to her dilating vagina instigated a thrill of erotic sensation. Then, he moved his hands to the swelling mounds of her breasts, thumb tips pressing the nipples in.
She stared down at the unfamiliar hands manipulating her breasts, she was consumed by a wave of passion that ripped away any doubt that she had about going through with this.
“God, you are a beautiful thing!” Ajit Sethi said, as his mouth closed over one of her erect nipples. Deepti thought her body had taken fire as he began to suck. She squirmed and wriggled in the cool air conditioned hotel room. His hand snaked down and parted the hair fringed lips of her heated cunt, gently slipping a finger into its wetness. Deepti groaned aloud in her struggle against his burning lips at her breast and the tantalizing finger in her tingling cunt. “Oh, God,” she breathed helplessly as he kept up his assault on her exposed body. Never in her life had she felt anything like this. “Ooooh . . . yes . . . please!”
“Come, I want to fuck you on the bed,” he ordered.
She obeyed
“Oh God,” she cried as heas he guided his rock-hard cock to the wet entrance of her. The electrifying instant of contact with his male organ sent shudders of pleasure racing through her spread-eagled body. He continued to push against her tight hole, causing intense pain as he stretcher her sensitive skin as it had never been before.
He pressed forward again. “Please . . . no more . . . you’re hurting me!” she begged. “Please no.”
Ajit continued pushing, his shaft slowly moving inch by inch up into her unwilling vagina. As he continued to push against her tight hole, the pressure caused her to wince from the pain as he stretched her. Slowly, inch by inch he filled her more completely then she had ever been before. She could feel the ripples of his penis as they stretched her vaginal walls. He slowed for a moment to give her a chance to adjust to his size and then with a snap of his hips he plunged deeper into her pushing up towards her belly.
Oh Goddddddd!” Deepti groaned but her desire overcame her and as her inflamed pussy gradually adjusted itself to the shear bulk of his penis her whimpers of pain changed slowly to moan of pleasure. Ajit began a rocking motion with his hips that sent his hard rod crushing into her vagina until the head pounded cruelly against her cervix. He quickened his pace and built up to a rhythm. Ajit Sethi thought to himself, this is the best cunt I have ever experienced.
Deepti soon began to mover her hips in harmony with the rhythm he had established. She began to sweat profusely and her moans now were unmistakably the sounds of passion. She forgot everything but this very moment. No longer were there doubts regrets or thoughts of her loving husband. All she cared about now was the release that this thick cock of a stranger was about to bring her. The cock now buried to its complete depth in her burning body.
“Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me harder!” she breathed using the obscene words that she would never before utter. Ajit reached up under her grinding buttocks and jerked them up even tighter to his thrusting loins. The passion housewife drove her throbbing wet cunt desperately up against his rigid cock. Passionate sounds suddenly burst from deep in her throat as her taut muscled legs encircled him pulling his loins even closer to her.
She had never felt anything like this with her loving husband. Deepti wanted, no she needed more. She did not want it to end. But suddenly a hot orgasm swept over her just as Ajit also reached his climax and filled her with his semen.
A few minutes later as Ajit’s now softening penis slipped out of her soaking pussy, Deepti thought her ordeal no how could she call it that when it had brought her so much enjoyment, was over. However looking up she suddenly saw the leering face of Ranjeet. He was here in the room with them and obviously had witnessed everything.
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