02-07-2019, 02:24 PM
Madhu meets the boss' father
Madhu, my slut wife, had been telling me about her weekend with my boss, Mr. Malik. It made me so hard listening to her, she was going to let me fuck her. She was on her back on our bed, our marital bed. I didn't mind she was my boss' slut. She was much better in bed with me, too. My sex life was good now. And she was going to have the baby I could not give her. My boss was going to make her pregnant.
"Come on, Ajay. Stick that little thing in me. Fuck me, Ajay. Fuck me."
I crawled between Madhu's spread legs, those beautiful legs she'dd wrapped around my boss just hours ago as he fucked her in the limo in front of my house. Now, she wrapped those legs around me and guided me into her.
I couldn't feel any difference. She didn't feel stretched to me. Was she? Was she so stretched from his big cock that she could barely feel me in her? How did it feel to her? How?
Madhu's legs were tight around me. I could feel her tighten her pussy. Tighten. I'd hold back. She said sometimes I could make her cum when I fucked her. Sometimes. Maybe if I tried harder to hold back.
"Ummm, Ajay, fuck me. Come on, honey."
She was starting to sweat. I could feel the heat pouring off her. Feel her muscles start to tighten.
"Ajay, so close, honey. Faster, baby. No. Dammit, no. Damn you, can't you learn to hold it? Oh, God. Get down there. Make me cum with your mouth. Hurry, Ajay. I need to cum. Yes. Oh, yes. Come on, you pussy eater. Eat me. Eat me!"
Yes, I'd make her cum. Her hands held my head tightly against her pussy. I was sucking her clit, sucking and licking.
"Yes. YES!" she screamed.
She wrapped her legs around my head, crushing it, squeezing, squeezing my head as she came. I continued to lick her, continued eating her as the aftershocks floated through her. I stayed between her legs, licking at her delicious pussy, as she rested. I felt her stir, then she moved to sit up again. She patted my hand patronizingly.
"Well, Ajay, you almost made me cum with your dick. Maybe next time. It's a good thing you love to suck cum from my pussy while you eat it or you'd never make me orgasm. Do you want to hear about the rest of my weekend?"
"Yes, Madhu. I'd like that."
"Well, come sit by me." She scooted up so her back was resting on the pillows and patted the bed beside her. She yawned and stretched.
"Where was I? Remember when you were a kid, a little kid maybe five or six and you went to the playground to ride the swings? You'd kick your legs and go higher, and kick and higher. Remember? Then, you'd get way high, kicking your legs to the sky. Right at the top, your head would be so far back you were looking at the ground. Then, movement would cease for an instant and you'd feel weightless. Down you went again, swinging backwards toward the ground. Remember how good it felt?
This was ten times better. Better. My feet weren't swinging much, just the inches the straps in the limo moved, just the inches the rope would allow. But my pussy, oh, my pussy, moved back and forth, back and forth, almost weightless, Ajay. And, my head was back all the time. Oh, Ajay, the best part though was my pussy ring. His finger was through it. With each swing, the tension on the ring tightened. It'd pull. Then it'd be painful and I was afraid I would tear. Just when I thought the pain would make me scream, back I'd swing and the bolts of electricity would fire through me.
Bolts, Ajay, of pleasure, firing from my pussy all through me, making me tingle. Oh, I wanted to cum, but he wouldn't let me. Mr. Malik is a good lover, Ajay, real good. You should take lessons from him. He knows how to make a girl beg for it, especially if the girl is a slut like me.
Then he let go of the ring. He stopped touching me. He wouldn't talk. I swung there in the air, needing to cum. I was so open, so available, my pussy in his face, but he didn't touch me. 'Mr. Malik? Please, say something,' I finally asked, but he was silent. You know, Ajay, that is when I felt the sluttiest. Just hanging there, my legs spread as wide as they could go, my pussy so open and exposed and him ignoring me, letting me hang. My arms were hurting and my legs ached. I felt my excitement ease away.
The limo slowed. When it did, he removed the ropes, letting me down. I sat for a second, my legs throbbing. I rubbed my arms to get circulation back in them.
'Slut,' he said. 'I have a date tonight. I'm leaving you here. This is a retirement home. Go to apartment 2312, which is my father's unit. Do whatever he says. You're his slut tonight. I'll pick you up at ten in the morning. Be wearing this.'
He handed me a small bag. Did I feel like a slut? Oh, Ajay, it was so delicious. It seemed Mr. Malik was making me more slutty with everything he did. I loved it. Well, I went through security. As I was looking for the apartment, several of the residents were sitting outside. As I walked by, I heard one say, 'slut'. That was me. Slut.
Can I have some water, Ajay?"
I got Madhu the glass of water. She was looking down at her shaven snatch when I returned. I saw her gently stroking the clit ring. Little goose bumps broke on her breasts and chest.
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Madhu, my slut wife, had been telling me about her weekend with my boss, Mr. Malik. It made me so hard listening to her, she was going to let me fuck her. She was on her back on our bed, our marital bed. I didn't mind she was my boss' slut. She was much better in bed with me, too. My sex life was good now. And she was going to have the baby I could not give her. My boss was going to make her pregnant.
"Come on, Ajay. Stick that little thing in me. Fuck me, Ajay. Fuck me."
I crawled between Madhu's spread legs, those beautiful legs she'dd wrapped around my boss just hours ago as he fucked her in the limo in front of my house. Now, she wrapped those legs around me and guided me into her.
I couldn't feel any difference. She didn't feel stretched to me. Was she? Was she so stretched from his big cock that she could barely feel me in her? How did it feel to her? How?
Madhu's legs were tight around me. I could feel her tighten her pussy. Tighten. I'd hold back. She said sometimes I could make her cum when I fucked her. Sometimes. Maybe if I tried harder to hold back.
"Ummm, Ajay, fuck me. Come on, honey."
She was starting to sweat. I could feel the heat pouring off her. Feel her muscles start to tighten.
"Ajay, so close, honey. Faster, baby. No. Dammit, no. Damn you, can't you learn to hold it? Oh, God. Get down there. Make me cum with your mouth. Hurry, Ajay. I need to cum. Yes. Oh, yes. Come on, you pussy eater. Eat me. Eat me!"
Yes, I'd make her cum. Her hands held my head tightly against her pussy. I was sucking her clit, sucking and licking.
"Yes. YES!" she screamed.
She wrapped her legs around my head, crushing it, squeezing, squeezing my head as she came. I continued to lick her, continued eating her as the aftershocks floated through her. I stayed between her legs, licking at her delicious pussy, as she rested. I felt her stir, then she moved to sit up again. She patted my hand patronizingly.
"Well, Ajay, you almost made me cum with your dick. Maybe next time. It's a good thing you love to suck cum from my pussy while you eat it or you'd never make me orgasm. Do you want to hear about the rest of my weekend?"
"Yes, Madhu. I'd like that."
"Well, come sit by me." She scooted up so her back was resting on the pillows and patted the bed beside her. She yawned and stretched.
"Where was I? Remember when you were a kid, a little kid maybe five or six and you went to the playground to ride the swings? You'd kick your legs and go higher, and kick and higher. Remember? Then, you'd get way high, kicking your legs to the sky. Right at the top, your head would be so far back you were looking at the ground. Then, movement would cease for an instant and you'd feel weightless. Down you went again, swinging backwards toward the ground. Remember how good it felt?
This was ten times better. Better. My feet weren't swinging much, just the inches the straps in the limo moved, just the inches the rope would allow. But my pussy, oh, my pussy, moved back and forth, back and forth, almost weightless, Ajay. And, my head was back all the time. Oh, Ajay, the best part though was my pussy ring. His finger was through it. With each swing, the tension on the ring tightened. It'd pull. Then it'd be painful and I was afraid I would tear. Just when I thought the pain would make me scream, back I'd swing and the bolts of electricity would fire through me.
Bolts, Ajay, of pleasure, firing from my pussy all through me, making me tingle. Oh, I wanted to cum, but he wouldn't let me. Mr. Malik is a good lover, Ajay, real good. You should take lessons from him. He knows how to make a girl beg for it, especially if the girl is a slut like me.
Then he let go of the ring. He stopped touching me. He wouldn't talk. I swung there in the air, needing to cum. I was so open, so available, my pussy in his face, but he didn't touch me. 'Mr. Malik? Please, say something,' I finally asked, but he was silent. You know, Ajay, that is when I felt the sluttiest. Just hanging there, my legs spread as wide as they could go, my pussy so open and exposed and him ignoring me, letting me hang. My arms were hurting and my legs ached. I felt my excitement ease away.
The limo slowed. When it did, he removed the ropes, letting me down. I sat for a second, my legs throbbing. I rubbed my arms to get circulation back in them.
'Slut,' he said. 'I have a date tonight. I'm leaving you here. This is a retirement home. Go to apartment 2312, which is my father's unit. Do whatever he says. You're his slut tonight. I'll pick you up at ten in the morning. Be wearing this.'
He handed me a small bag. Did I feel like a slut? Oh, Ajay, it was so delicious. It seemed Mr. Malik was making me more slutty with everything he did. I loved it. Well, I went through security. As I was looking for the apartment, several of the residents were sitting outside. As I walked by, I heard one say, 'slut'. That was me. Slut.
Can I have some water, Ajay?"
I got Madhu the glass of water. She was looking down at her shaven snatch when I returned. I saw her gently stroking the clit ring. Little goose bumps broke on her breasts and chest.
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