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Chapter-68:
When the cold air caressed her public hair, and the nakedness of her cherished prize, she had to open her eyes for a fleeting moment. She saw him close, way too close to her face. His evil grin made her heart stop.
The next second, moving both her hands from clutching her panty, she placed it on his broad, naked shoulders and pushed...with all her might...it took a moment for her to realize that she was successful...his face moved away...backwards...he was falling back...she looked at him falling back in slow motion.
The cold hit her.
She blinked her eyes a few times.
Khurram, in fact, moved back in his own accord.
Her panty was down to her knees, at her calves, about to fall to the ground.
Her thick, black and soaked bush was open to his gaze, her naked urinal area was completely exposed, there was nothing left to fight, she was naked, to her core.
For the first time in her life, Tanvi sat exposing every last inch of her chastity thrown out into the cold air staring at a man, an evil man, a wicked old man, a wretched and devious older man, the very man whom she once respected as her elder but now who stared back to her with eyes of a nameless primitive animal who was about to devour on it's exotic feast!
Tanvi sat naked...stark naked...absolutely unclothed!
Finally!
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Khurram was finally offered with the gift of being able to get a completely unobstructed view at Tanvi's unprotected, soaked and glimmering naked pussy. His salivating mouth was extremely close...his tongue and lips grazing so close to her beautiful mound of perfection...his boneless muscle did not drag on her velvety folds, it did not touch her quavering labials, but his tongue was just there, right there, hardly a centimetre away from physical contact.
Through her foggy eyes, Tanvi saw him up close, taking in deep breaths. Her eyes tried to close with shame but flickered open when she realized that Khurram the old man, was in fact inhaling her primal scent...her womanly odor...the smell that only one man in the entire world ever took in, her husband Sanjoth. But now, instead of her husband looking at her gaping pussy, it was another man...an evil man...a foul man with very bad intentions...sat with his hungry mouth and tongue that was so near to her pussy, looking at her with a vicious grin on his face showing only one emotion...victory!
Tanvi gasped and felt like she was about to die of shame but when she felt the inhuman tinge of depraved lust rising from her pussy, she thought it was not her, instead another woman who looked like her was inviting the old man towards her wet hole. Without realising, her eyes closed, for a moment and then snapped open when she felt him tugging her panty once again, and before she could release a protesting yell, she saw him removing it completely off of her, and discarding it to the floor.
"Pleeesse, Khurramji, please...I beg you...I will do anything you ask, but pleease...don't do this to me, beg you...stoopp", this time tears poured out of her eyes as she was terror stricken and petrified of what was about to happen. Few of her last protests came out in whimpers.
Without answering and completely ignoring Tanvi's cries and pleadings, Khurram took a firm hold of both her ankles, then with an ease of a leopard, lifted both her supple legs by ankles and spread her wide into a complete upward-sploot, and paused a moment for her to feel the forced-split of her most protected body part.
Tanvi had both her legs splayed wide and unable to make even a slight whisper, she saw the old man's muscular arms snd lifted effortlessly to both his sides...up...way up...till her ankles rested, splayed wide, over his shoulders, making her pussy further exposed.
"I beg of you...please...please don't make me do this...I will die...please", she cried and cried, without any result happening positively. But, deep inside her head...she heard it...her voice countering what she just said loudly...that voice was clearly telling her..."you are a bitch...you want this...give it to him"
Khurram leaned forward, down with his head, and his action made her spread legs to slide further up and over his wide shoulders. He was now closest to her splayed cunt. The feminine stench that came from her married hole made his brain go mad with primal hunger. He inhaled hard, deep and each of his breath made vulgar noises that crumbled her antagonist protests. Tanvi trembled with fear of what she saw and the thoughts of what was going to happen next. It wasn't her first time, spreading her womanhood to someone other than her husband, there was Sylvie, then Faiz, then Hansa, and Dattu...the sudden image of Dattu licking and giving her orgasm at Basti, in front of the open area...to the world to see, pushed her shame to cross the last normalcy that was left inside of her.
Tanvi's hands flew up immediately, holding Khurram's head in a vice grip, stopping him mid-way.
But, then...she felt his breath, his hot exhales, right on her wet, pubic spot. The hot air from his nose and mouth, grazed her pussy, and made her vaginal lips quiver sporadically.
Looking at the mildly vibrating pussy lips, Khurram drove his face down to it, letting out an inhuman groan that made her freeze a second, and then cry out like an electrocuted woman!!!
"Aaaaah...mmmm...nooouuu...plleeeee", her cries stopped at her throat, accompanied by a few hardly audible mewls of pleasure that came out of her lips.
Khurram, using his thick tongue, lapped across her splayed pussy, from it's lowest point till it's zenith, and lingered over her clitoris...stationed it on her blood engorged nubbin...flat against her most secretive, utmost precious, and extremely sensitive muscle...between the wet and thick maze of her pitch black pubic hair, that single-most tiny meat-loaf stood up, protruding and plastered against his wide-spread tongue.
It was his winning groan that shook her back to reality.
"Mmm...nnooo...mmmm", she tried her best to push his head away but the sloshy noises from her pussy stopped her...she listened to the rhythm squelching noises that came due to Khurram's hand movements...those sounds that were vulgar, obscene and filthy to her ears and she was disgusted at her body squirming and responding back to him. It was not like how Sylvie did to her, not like Hansa licked her, not how Faiz squished her pussy that night with his fingers, and not at all how Dattu devoured her at open Basti. This was too much for her to digest, Khurram was licking her cunt like a snake slithering across it's entire length through her slit, savoring every nerve of her vaginal lips, too animalistic.
Yet, her brain snapped at her, the pleasure she went through was taboo, she hadn't allowed it to happen, it was given, delivered...and she felt herself exploding inside..."yessss", she heard that voice of hers ringing inside her head but it didn’t come out.
A sharp, loud moan escaped her throat, mixed with shame and anger...she was aware of something inside her being torn, brutally reshaping her life...forever!
It was only then Khurram noticed his young partner in sleaze. Tanvi wasn’t protesting, she wasn't crying and she wasn’t pushing him anymore.
Tanvi heard her voice screeching inside and telling her what was happening was utterly wrong, but her supple yellow colored thighs slowly widened, making her stance more intimate, as if she was offering herself to the old man. Her slender ankles and soft feet caressed through his upper back, almost tightening without her knowledge.
Khurram was ecstatic when he sensed her soft skin and sponge-like thigh muscles increasing their hold on his head and shoulders.
Tanvi miserably failed to notice how much she spread her legs wide to help the old man to finally anchor himself into her. Her responses had transformed long back even without her understanding that she should be fighting fiercely, instead of voluntarily cooperating in less than a few seconds.
All her yelping and crying at him with her high-pitched "no" or "you should stop" words ceased to come out of her, instead, her lower body started to direct him to perform more of what he was delivering to her.
In her upward-sploot position, the sweet and tender looking yellow soles of Tanvi's feet wobbled in mid-air with nothing to support, and her moans clearly said that she wanted that uncontrolled wobbling to happen with more intensity.
With a tone of authority, Khurram whispered, without taking his mouth away from her pussy, "I asked you nicely, but you had to fight...now, you are begging me, see?", he licked long and slow, making her body jolt against his tongue.
"If I tasted this earlier, I would've never asked your permission this time", he licked her clit that was now fully erect, bloated and was out of it's sheath...he took a second to admire the view...the small skinless appendage was so red and swollen that he wondered how such women were created in this world like this Sex-Goddess.
Her entire pussy was now drenched and exposed, her pubic hair no longer obstructed her vagina and vaginal lips, a combination of fair and pink skin, all over...with a pale darker shade of pink skin around her swollen pussy lips. The most shocking thing for him was, her vaginal lips were a darker shade of pink, reddish purple, not at all like any women he ever tasted or fucked.
For a moment, Khurram thought of what a wimp Sanjoth was, when he had such an exotic piece of female anatomy at his free reign, and lusted after other women. If it was him, he would have devoured Tanvi with more than once or twice of animal sex every single day...he chuckled at that ray of thought..."he would not have let her at peace even during her monthly unsafe dates". She was that hot, beautiful, exotic all the way.
His thoughts broke when he felt the hottest female he ever laid eyes and hands jolting and groaning him.
"Ooooh-mmmmm-nnnnaaaah", Tanvi moaned, and her upper body arched forward, high, as her hips bucked against his mouth. Her hands shot up to hold his head, her long fingers moved all over his large baldness, nothing to grasp, yet she found the back of his head as a leverage. She pressed him down...as if that action would make him suck her cunt properly, and to make his tongue to spread her vaginal lips and enter inside her most protected orifice.
Tanvi's eyes parted open slightly as the expected split did not become a reality. With a mix of confusion, and frustration, a throated moan left her clenched mouth while looking into Khurram's lecherous eyes.
"Tell me, Tanvi, tell me how much you want this, tell me how badly you want me to lick you", his voice was surprisingly soft, but it carried the venomous plan that he carried.
Tanvi's body shuddered and jolted when her green eyes snapped open. Khurram had his head buried between her thighs, his hand clutching her ass-cheeks from below, showing her who was in control. At that moment, the only thought recognized was her carnal wish for solace was hardly a centimetre away.
As she remained in her upward-sploot placement with her body severely jerking with sporadic jolts, she felt the hand that was on her ass, a finger, his thick middle-finger, entering between her tightly clenched ass-cheeks. Helpless as she was, her eyes closed automatically when that finger traced down, inside, deep...to touch her extremely filthy hole.
Khurram, using the tip of his middle-finger, rolled the gooey liquid of her cunt, smothering her anal ring.
Her hips buckled immediately out of shock, embarrassment...and she jolted hard...and that specific action of her hips made his finger tip to press straight against her tight orifice entrance...the one hole that she never in her life thought would bring such pleasure.
"Tell me, slut" he asked again, this time, he slapped his tongue scbanging against a throbbing clit, making it engorge and vibrate further more along with another heavy shudder altogether.
"Mmmmmnfff...mmmm", she muffled her cries, still it came out of her. Her left hand flew out from holding his head and reached her mouth, stopping her...pausing the inevitable response...her eyes fluttered open and close in response to his clit-scbanging tongue that forced her fist to cover her mouth but instead of getting angry at the old man, her hand flew back to clutch his hairless head, once again, pulling him closer, harder. With another muffled whimper, she waited for the taboo pleasure.
Khurram was waiting for this moment. A free reign, as her eyes once again fluttered closed..
I... I want it", Tanvi's whimper finally crawled out of her lips. Although she pulled Khurram's head closer to its target, she was confused on what she was asking for, and why she admitted her willingness, despite her deep loathing to the old man.
Khurram grinned silently, as he wanted nothing more from her. He heard what he wanted her to blurt out...what she really wanted. Her confession was more than adequate to move to the next phase.
Moving up a bit more on his knees, Khurram lifted his right hand away from holding her ass.
The moment he left her ass, she whimpered with rage and felt a large vacuum at her anus. The finger that pleasured her dirtiest hole was gone.
Once freeing his finger, it took only a second for him to use his left hand middle-finger to split her pussy into half. Driving his long and thick finger into the velvety depths of her dripping pussy.
Tanvi felt the invading muscle lodging deep into places that no one ever tried prying into. "Except Dattu"...her subconscious brought back the night when the low-class milkman punishingly brought her to orgasm with his hands and mouth...but what Khurram doing to her now was very much unlike that...a different level of salaciousness.
"Aaaaaarrgggh...mmmmnnfffff...mmm", a couple of involuntary groans were the response that Tanvi gave away. Her eyes remained clamped with her brain helplessly trying to come to terms with what was happening inside her poor pussy. She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream at him, she wanted him to crush his mouth on her cunt, she wanted him to suck her into eruption, yet she failed to do anything except holding his head, like a last resort for some leverage.
Between pummeling his finger in and out of her hairy cunt, Khurram took a moment to admire the way her soaked sex glistened and looked like it was begging for more attention. Her pussy lips were pressed and clamped tightly over his invading finger, as if silently begging him to tear it completely.
"You want what, Tanvi? Tell me, what you want from me", Khurram moved forward to reach her ears once again with another whisper.
Without waiting for another second, her answer came out. "I...I...I want to cum...please...I want...to...cu...mmm", she pleaded with utmost sincerity.
As she shamelessly admitted it, a silent thought made her entire body to shudder, the very image of how it could feel if he had two of his fingers inside her, one in her cunt as it was, and another of his finger inside that wretched anal hole which gave her an inhuman pleasure for the brief moments when Khurram rolled his finger over her tight anal entrance.
Her head got immersed with the dirtiest images of how it would look, and how it would feel, having two digits, one inside her cunt and other inside her rectum...the dream she had...the night after Dattu pleasured her at Basti, with hundreds of Khurram and hundreds of Dattu, fucking her from top and below, filling both her holes, making her cum a million times, making her scream to reach the end of cosmos, making her go blind with sexual release...pure, animalistic and primal release of what she contained inside her woman-hole...
"You lied to me earlier, about you not spreading your legs to anyone other than your shitty husband, so, do you want to tell me the truth now?", his questions hit her like swords, penetrating her soul.
"Mmmm...noooo....I...I didn’t...Khurraaaamjiiii...pleeeeeese", her eyes lost the last degree of power it had to open and face him, and she lied once again, because her pussy wanted it's release, at any cost. She was so sure that if Khurram stopped what he was doing to her pussy, she would blurt every dark, deep secret she held to her heart. The pressure that he pussy carried was maddening.
No more questions. No more questions required. In her carnal trance, Tanvi brought his head punishingly towards her face, and opening her mouth wide, plastered her lips against his, locking him into a kiss, thrusting her long tongue into him, twirling as she opened and entered his mouth, her sudden kiss made him freeze, for a moment.
Tanvi wasn't averted with the fact that she was kissing the same lips, same mouth that was in her pussy a few moments earlier. She was tasting herself...and the pungent smell and vulgar taste of her own pussy didn't worry her...those were the last things that mattered to the woman who was lost to lust...
"No...I won't let you have it easy, you slut, you lied to me, and you deserve punishment", by telling her about it, he pulled away from her kiss, momentarily disorienting her.
With a swift movement of his left hand, he caught her whole ass and hips into a tight grip, and with a loud grunt, pulled her up from the recliner.
Tanvi couldn't help but gasp loudly as he lifted her like her weight meant nothing to him. All she recognized was his finger remained lodged deep, inside her cunt, and closed her brain to whatever he was doing with her and hoped for the old man to restart churning her insides out.
Khurram stood up on his legs, carrying Tanvi on his left hand, balancing her with his right hand and finger dug deep into her cunt, and turned. Without another second lost, he sat back on the recliner and placed her to half-stand on her legs with botj her feet placed over the two soft, leather arms of the recliner.
"Aaah...uu...fff...Khurramjiiii", Tanvi screamed with all her might when she found where and how she was placed.
She was now made to stand with her legs half-bent and wobbling knees on top of the recliner, the way she stood, she faced the large glass that overlooked the Complex swimming pool and mini-jungle. Anyone...any human...who was out there could see her...it was a sight to behold. A naked Goddess, standing up, looking with straight sight, exposing everything she was supposed to conceal, and seemingly begging to run to her home and take her, she seemed like calling out for help, or worse, she looked like a woman screaming for sex, as she stood on her shaking legs.
The first flick from Khurram's tongue on her ebbing clit created a tremor that started from that sensitive muscle through her vertebrae and ended into her head and knees, making her legs to wobble like two leaves. She had no option than to spread both her hands to hold the large glass to maintain her balance.
"Yeah, hold it there", Khurram whispered with another lick to her clit.
Tanvi bit down on her lips terrified that someone or anyone looking at her unit would see her...naked...pitch naked and showing it to the whole world to see.
Without prompt, her head dropped down and a gasp left her when she saw how her breasts hung down, right above the devilish old man's bald head from where his glimmering tongue was lapping her pussy. Her hips jolted to reach closer like greeting his mouth and tongue, desperate for more contact. She felt and saw his thick tongue sliding through her vaginal folds with such slow pace, as if he was tasting a dish.
Giving absolutely no regard to anyone outside who might see her, Tanvi's parted and spread her legs in a vulgar manner, her knees bent, and opened herself as wide as she could manage, every pretence of protests vanished from her, as Khurram swirled his tongue over her quivering nubbin and injected her cunt hole with his fingers...
"Oh-Shit-he-put-TWO-fingers-in-me", the sound of her voice reverberated inside her head as her cunt got punishingly explored by his middle and index fingers.
In and out...in and out...Khurram moved his two fingers rapidly inside Tanvi's pussy. He deliberately avoided giving her the pleasure of his tongue that he used only to create sudden jolts. He laughed silently.
"You still won't tell me, huh?", he paused and looked up at her contorted face through the two hanging mummeries.
"I...I...didn't", she whimpered with a broken voice.
"Then, take this", a growl...followed by rapid pull and push of his two fingers in and out of her dripping pussy.
Tanvi felt pain. It wasn't pleasure anymore.
She couldn't bear it further. She tried to jump, and failed as the soft cushions of the armrest stopped from jolting away. More than that, Khurram held her in place. His hand gruelled her insides. She couldn't believe what was happening.
When she stole a look outside to the dark night and lit the swimming pool, a slight relief passed inside as there was no one looking at her. But, at the same time, the way Khurram punished her pussy was really suffocating. Her cunt was on fire, it was painful, but she wanted to cum, her release was right there, at it's final edge, about to cross, but instead of pleasuring it out, he was punishing her insides, tearing her soft vaginal wall, the two fingertips scratched against her hardened G-Spot area to create a painful feeling, and it produced the volume of the pussy contents to increase into a devilish one.
"Khhu...rrrraaaam...jiii....ssstoopppppp", Tanvi cried and shouted at him to stop, but he just looked up at her sobbing and contorted face with his familiar wicked grin as his fingers moved in and out with grudging speed.
Noticing her reactions, Khurram gruelled both his fingers as deep it could go, along with another string lick to her clit, but this time, he flicked it...not once, but multiple, rapid jabs to her engorged skinless tiny muscle that protruding out of it's pink sheath like a mini-penis.
"Oh-God...someone will hear me", despite that thought, Tanvi's knuckles hardened it's hold on his hairless scalp, along with one more, deep, and gluttral cry came from Tanvi as her entire body froze in mid-air, with only her cunt responding, with sporadic release of her squirting orgasm. Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips were bitten, her hands balanced on the glass, her breasts oscillated with nipples brushing against his bald head, and legs shivering and wobbling with every move that Khurram made into her pussy.
Absolute helplessness blanketed over Tanvi. She heaved and gasped with the last of her protests against the one thing that she didn't want to do, yet, deeper from her core, she felt the need rising, "it was exactly what she wanted...or was it?" She rotated her hips, her body burning with need.
"I just love your filthy taste, slut", Khurram grunted between his teeth mixed with an evil laugh. Tanvi's face reddened with shame, her juices were smearing across Khurram's and shuddered with fright when she heard what he said next. He grunted loud with a mild smack on her pussy with his mouth the horrific words came...
Tanvi bucked with fear when she heard his next words....
"From now on, I will take this every day from you, Tanvi"
"That...will...not...haappp...nnn...uuuugh...caann...nnnoot", Khurram divided his fingers back into her sweltering crevice again, making her stop in mid-sentence. He made sure to suffocate her pulsating clit against the flat of his tongue along with his fingers that pushed past all her internal resistance. He gave her a moment to regain a bit of balance before slowly restarting his gruelling of her surrendered pussy.
"Tell me, slut. Tell me that you enjoy what I am doing to you, admit it, and then tell me the truth of your infidelity. That's the only way you can escape, and that is...if you want me to stop...this", Khuuram stopped his hand for a moment and pulled out, almost out...just the two finger tips spreading her vaginal folds.
No reply from Tanvi. She couldn't. She was trembling with her need...to release...with pain...or without. She was fully aware that he pushed her already over the final edge...no options left...
Khurram pushed his fingers inside again, this time with more force added, and once her G-Spot was found, he curled his fingers again, punishing that perfect spot inside her, making her whimper and whine without words. His tongue flicked over her clit at the same time, rapid once again, then with a power move, he dived deeper between her spread legs, his bald head leaving the two hanging nipples alone, and sucked her exposed cunt lips inside his mouth...a long...very long suck...
"Tell me...to who all did you open these legs before, Tanvi? Tell me", he left her pussy and clit away from his once again.
She shook her head in a lost, and weak gesture. Her fingers tightened on his head, and gripped the glass for what was about to come.
"Tell me, slut. Tell me"
"I...I...", she wanted to reply with words hung on her lips, no more battle, her legs bucked as her knees lost their energy. Her grip tightened on his sweaty bald head. She was grinding in mid-air, waiting for his attention.
"Aaaarggh...mmmnnnnffff", Tanvi sniffed as Khurram made a vacuum over her throbbing clitoris with his lips as his fingers dug deep, once again curling and punishing at her G-Spot.
"Oh God, I'm cum...mmmmm", her moans were shameless. Her screech spread inside her home, her entire home, as she looked over the opener area outside, she waa no longer worried about who might see her, catch her, her eyes rolled up, she was at a place of no return, her hips thrusted against his fingers, trying to match what he was doing, the build-up volume inside was more than ready to be released...
"Cum then, slut, cum for me, my slut", Khurram grunted and increased the curling and pushing pace inside her married pussy.
"Khurrraaaamjeeee", she hissed, her hips lifted up and down, thrusted back and forth, she was forcing her cunt to coax and spill out what it held. She whimpered, like a real bitch in heat.
Her hips jerked as he sucked her clit again, harder this time, and her thighs clamped down on either side of his head. She couldn't stop anymore. Only thought in her head was how good it felt. Pain was there, but it was overridden by her desire.
"Give it to me, you slut. I want to see you let go. I want to taste every drop of nasty cum you have kept inside till now. I want you to remember...that no one will ever...can make you feel this good"
"Ooooooooh....hmmmm....oooh", she cried and whined. Her fingers dug deep into his round and balded head digging her nails over his scalp. Her body was coiled, every limb steady, in place and wobbling. She felt the nasty pain building, not just between her legs, but inside her head, right at the beginning point of her spinal cord, spreading it's fire through her cheating cunt.
Khurram felt it clearly. He flattened his tongue and flicked faster, ready to deliver the biggest orgasm of her life.
A final flick!
A final curl, and pull...with a final push!
That did it!
"Oh-Gaaaaaaaawd-ooh-mmmm", she screeched with all her voice..."Daaa'me!!", she heard her real Japanese voice crying inside her head along with her bone-shattering scream that came out of her lungs.
Along with that screech, Tanvi's entire body arched forward, in an obtuse angle, curved from head to toe, with her entire body spasming over Khurram's hands and her pussy plastered onto the old man's face. If there was anyone outside, in the open area, would've heard her, seen her. Her eyes went black. Her thighs clamped around Khurram's thick head, trapping his face, as her hips bucked uncontrollably. Her hands slid from the window-glass to clutch his head, like she was about to fall any moment.
"Spuuurrrt...splllaatterr....splluurrtt", her cunt lips contorted and expanded over his fingers as it released the broth inside it.
"Mmmmmm", Tanvi whined, totally incoherent, muffling it by biting her bicep. She couldn't believe what was happening to her pussy. Before she could chastise herself, without leaving another moment for her to breathe, Khurram sucked on her quavering clit, making her buck against his face.
"Mmmmmmm", she grunted, with one of her hands moving down to clutch the old man's bald head in place. She looked outside, and a ray of relief passed when she realized there was no one outside, still... yet, a part of her wanted to be caught.
Khurram never stopped. He kept working inside her cunt, riding out every pulse, licking and sucking her through the waves until her body sagged limp in the chair. Her legs twitched with aftershocks, her breath stuttered out of her lungs in shallow pants. Her head lolled to the side, hair stuck to her damp forehead.
Her squirts weren't much, but it was heavy, and more than enough to make Khurram feel better. He was delivering the punishment that she deserved. Her slightly gooey liquid fell onto his lap and smothered the recliner. Once he noticed that there wasn't any cum left in her, he looked up at her.
Tanvi, realizing the end of her ordeal, opened her eyes and with her head hung down, she met the loathsome old man looking straight into her green eyes. Her face reddened with utter shame from the realizing what she did to herself.
She opened her mouth to say something, and gasped instead.
Khurram moved her again like she had no weight, lifting her by holding her legs from below, in a swift move, he held her through her underthighs, and turned her again, back to recliner, placing her horizontally, her head crushed against it's backrest, and back rested on the large seating, with her legs at ninety degree, wide spread, and ankles resting on his two shoulders.
Once again, she was in upward-sploot position.
Legs wide-spread.
Obscene to core.
Blinking her eyes to remove the foggy tears, Tanvi looked up.
An immediate cry came out of her.
"No...NOOO...KHURRAMJII...NOO...I DON'T WANT THIS...NOOO", Tanvi tried to use her hands and push herself up, and failed, she fell back on the seat where she was held.
Khurram held his cock, hardened to diamond, in all it's rock-structure, pointed at her pussy.
Nothing to protect her.
No one to protect her.
The smug look on Khurram's face sent her into a fright mode with tremors of jolts with fear. But she failed to notice his eyes, what it read, what he was telling her silently, because her body, her pussy, her entire nerve system was still trying to recover from what she released a few seconds earlier.
Her arms shook when she tried to sit up straight in the recliner, trying to bring her legs together from where he held.
It was a futile attempt. She couldn't find enough energy left in her body to fight back.
"What...what are you doing...NOO!", she looked down where their joints were about to combine. His oversized cock, stood perpendicular in direct-line to her spread pussy, her wet and soaked pussy that was still reeling from it's punishing ordeal.
A look at him, into his eyes.
That was all it took for Tanvi to realize what was about to happen next. She recoiled and tried to push up, again she failed.
Khurram had her pinned.
Holding her exactly where he wanted her.
"If you tell me right now to whom you spread these hot legs, I will stop", he growled as his chin and face glimmered with her fluids.
"I...didn't...please...understand...we already did many bad things...I don't want this...you are banging meee", she screeched with tears falling out.
"Liar!", with a grunt, Khurram thrust his hips forward. The bulbous and blood engorged and dark-brownish purple of his penis-head hit her drenched pussy, hitting straight at it's mark...his penis-slit went and smashed against her clenched woman-hole.
Tanvi jolted up when her vaginal petals felt the shove from the slick and girthy end of his rod, covering her slit completely...ready to split any moment.
Her life as a dutiful wife...a mother...to be forgotten any moment...
"Khurramji...please...please...I beg you...I will do anything for you...but, please stop...I already did everything you wanted...this is not what you said...I don't...I don't want this...please, Khurramji", she cried her heart out...but for some reason, her legs widened a little...it was slight movement, but both of them noticed it.
She wanted it!
But she couldn't admit it loudly!
When the cold air caressed her public hair, and the nakedness of her cherished prize, she had to open her eyes for a fleeting moment. She saw him close, way too close to her face. His evil grin made her heart stop.
The next second, moving both her hands from clutching her panty, she placed it on his broad, naked shoulders and pushed...with all her might...it took a moment for her to realize that she was successful...his face moved away...backwards...he was falling back...she looked at him falling back in slow motion.
The cold hit her.
She blinked her eyes a few times.
Khurram, in fact, moved back in his own accord.
Her panty was down to her knees, at her calves, about to fall to the ground.
Her thick, black and soaked bush was open to his gaze, her naked urinal area was completely exposed, there was nothing left to fight, she was naked, to her core.
For the first time in her life, Tanvi sat exposing every last inch of her chastity thrown out into the cold air staring at a man, an evil man, a wicked old man, a wretched and devious older man, the very man whom she once respected as her elder but now who stared back to her with eyes of a nameless primitive animal who was about to devour on it's exotic feast!
Tanvi sat naked...stark naked...absolutely unclothed!
Finally!
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Khurram was finally offered with the gift of being able to get a completely unobstructed view at Tanvi's unprotected, soaked and glimmering naked pussy. His salivating mouth was extremely close...his tongue and lips grazing so close to her beautiful mound of perfection...his boneless muscle did not drag on her velvety folds, it did not touch her quavering labials, but his tongue was just there, right there, hardly a centimetre away from physical contact.
Through her foggy eyes, Tanvi saw him up close, taking in deep breaths. Her eyes tried to close with shame but flickered open when she realized that Khurram the old man, was in fact inhaling her primal scent...her womanly odor...the smell that only one man in the entire world ever took in, her husband Sanjoth. But now, instead of her husband looking at her gaping pussy, it was another man...an evil man...a foul man with very bad intentions...sat with his hungry mouth and tongue that was so near to her pussy, looking at her with a vicious grin on his face showing only one emotion...victory!
Tanvi gasped and felt like she was about to die of shame but when she felt the inhuman tinge of depraved lust rising from her pussy, she thought it was not her, instead another woman who looked like her was inviting the old man towards her wet hole. Without realising, her eyes closed, for a moment and then snapped open when she felt him tugging her panty once again, and before she could release a protesting yell, she saw him removing it completely off of her, and discarding it to the floor.
"Pleeesse, Khurramji, please...I beg you...I will do anything you ask, but pleease...don't do this to me, beg you...stoopp", this time tears poured out of her eyes as she was terror stricken and petrified of what was about to happen. Few of her last protests came out in whimpers.
Without answering and completely ignoring Tanvi's cries and pleadings, Khurram took a firm hold of both her ankles, then with an ease of a leopard, lifted both her supple legs by ankles and spread her wide into a complete upward-sploot, and paused a moment for her to feel the forced-split of her most protected body part.
Tanvi had both her legs splayed wide and unable to make even a slight whisper, she saw the old man's muscular arms snd lifted effortlessly to both his sides...up...way up...till her ankles rested, splayed wide, over his shoulders, making her pussy further exposed.
"I beg of you...please...please don't make me do this...I will die...please", she cried and cried, without any result happening positively. But, deep inside her head...she heard it...her voice countering what she just said loudly...that voice was clearly telling her..."you are a bitch...you want this...give it to him"
Khurram leaned forward, down with his head, and his action made her spread legs to slide further up and over his wide shoulders. He was now closest to her splayed cunt. The feminine stench that came from her married hole made his brain go mad with primal hunger. He inhaled hard, deep and each of his breath made vulgar noises that crumbled her antagonist protests. Tanvi trembled with fear of what she saw and the thoughts of what was going to happen next. It wasn't her first time, spreading her womanhood to someone other than her husband, there was Sylvie, then Faiz, then Hansa, and Dattu...the sudden image of Dattu licking and giving her orgasm at Basti, in front of the open area...to the world to see, pushed her shame to cross the last normalcy that was left inside of her.
Tanvi's hands flew up immediately, holding Khurram's head in a vice grip, stopping him mid-way.
But, then...she felt his breath, his hot exhales, right on her wet, pubic spot. The hot air from his nose and mouth, grazed her pussy, and made her vaginal lips quiver sporadically.
Looking at the mildly vibrating pussy lips, Khurram drove his face down to it, letting out an inhuman groan that made her freeze a second, and then cry out like an electrocuted woman!!!
"Aaaaah...mmmm...nooouuu...plleeeee", her cries stopped at her throat, accompanied by a few hardly audible mewls of pleasure that came out of her lips.
Khurram, using his thick tongue, lapped across her splayed pussy, from it's lowest point till it's zenith, and lingered over her clitoris...stationed it on her blood engorged nubbin...flat against her most secretive, utmost precious, and extremely sensitive muscle...between the wet and thick maze of her pitch black pubic hair, that single-most tiny meat-loaf stood up, protruding and plastered against his wide-spread tongue.
It was his winning groan that shook her back to reality.
"Mmm...nnooo...mmmm", she tried her best to push his head away but the sloshy noises from her pussy stopped her...she listened to the rhythm squelching noises that came due to Khurram's hand movements...those sounds that were vulgar, obscene and filthy to her ears and she was disgusted at her body squirming and responding back to him. It was not like how Sylvie did to her, not like Hansa licked her, not how Faiz squished her pussy that night with his fingers, and not at all how Dattu devoured her at open Basti. This was too much for her to digest, Khurram was licking her cunt like a snake slithering across it's entire length through her slit, savoring every nerve of her vaginal lips, too animalistic.
Yet, her brain snapped at her, the pleasure she went through was taboo, she hadn't allowed it to happen, it was given, delivered...and she felt herself exploding inside..."yessss", she heard that voice of hers ringing inside her head but it didn’t come out.
A sharp, loud moan escaped her throat, mixed with shame and anger...she was aware of something inside her being torn, brutally reshaping her life...forever!
It was only then Khurram noticed his young partner in sleaze. Tanvi wasn’t protesting, she wasn't crying and she wasn’t pushing him anymore.
Tanvi heard her voice screeching inside and telling her what was happening was utterly wrong, but her supple yellow colored thighs slowly widened, making her stance more intimate, as if she was offering herself to the old man. Her slender ankles and soft feet caressed through his upper back, almost tightening without her knowledge.
Khurram was ecstatic when he sensed her soft skin and sponge-like thigh muscles increasing their hold on his head and shoulders.
Tanvi miserably failed to notice how much she spread her legs wide to help the old man to finally anchor himself into her. Her responses had transformed long back even without her understanding that she should be fighting fiercely, instead of voluntarily cooperating in less than a few seconds.
All her yelping and crying at him with her high-pitched "no" or "you should stop" words ceased to come out of her, instead, her lower body started to direct him to perform more of what he was delivering to her.
In her upward-sploot position, the sweet and tender looking yellow soles of Tanvi's feet wobbled in mid-air with nothing to support, and her moans clearly said that she wanted that uncontrolled wobbling to happen with more intensity.
With a tone of authority, Khurram whispered, without taking his mouth away from her pussy, "I asked you nicely, but you had to fight...now, you are begging me, see?", he licked long and slow, making her body jolt against his tongue.
"If I tasted this earlier, I would've never asked your permission this time", he licked her clit that was now fully erect, bloated and was out of it's sheath...he took a second to admire the view...the small skinless appendage was so red and swollen that he wondered how such women were created in this world like this Sex-Goddess.
Her entire pussy was now drenched and exposed, her pubic hair no longer obstructed her vagina and vaginal lips, a combination of fair and pink skin, all over...with a pale darker shade of pink skin around her swollen pussy lips. The most shocking thing for him was, her vaginal lips were a darker shade of pink, reddish purple, not at all like any women he ever tasted or fucked.
For a moment, Khurram thought of what a wimp Sanjoth was, when he had such an exotic piece of female anatomy at his free reign, and lusted after other women. If it was him, he would have devoured Tanvi with more than once or twice of animal sex every single day...he chuckled at that ray of thought..."he would not have let her at peace even during her monthly unsafe dates". She was that hot, beautiful, exotic all the way.
His thoughts broke when he felt the hottest female he ever laid eyes and hands jolting and groaning him.
"Ooooh-mmmmm-nnnnaaaah", Tanvi moaned, and her upper body arched forward, high, as her hips bucked against his mouth. Her hands shot up to hold his head, her long fingers moved all over his large baldness, nothing to grasp, yet she found the back of his head as a leverage. She pressed him down...as if that action would make him suck her cunt properly, and to make his tongue to spread her vaginal lips and enter inside her most protected orifice.
Tanvi's eyes parted open slightly as the expected split did not become a reality. With a mix of confusion, and frustration, a throated moan left her clenched mouth while looking into Khurram's lecherous eyes.
"Tell me, Tanvi, tell me how much you want this, tell me how badly you want me to lick you", his voice was surprisingly soft, but it carried the venomous plan that he carried.
Tanvi's body shuddered and jolted when her green eyes snapped open. Khurram had his head buried between her thighs, his hand clutching her ass-cheeks from below, showing her who was in control. At that moment, the only thought recognized was her carnal wish for solace was hardly a centimetre away.
As she remained in her upward-sploot placement with her body severely jerking with sporadic jolts, she felt the hand that was on her ass, a finger, his thick middle-finger, entering between her tightly clenched ass-cheeks. Helpless as she was, her eyes closed automatically when that finger traced down, inside, deep...to touch her extremely filthy hole.
Khurram, using the tip of his middle-finger, rolled the gooey liquid of her cunt, smothering her anal ring.
Her hips buckled immediately out of shock, embarrassment...and she jolted hard...and that specific action of her hips made his finger tip to press straight against her tight orifice entrance...the one hole that she never in her life thought would bring such pleasure.
"Tell me, slut" he asked again, this time, he slapped his tongue scbanging against a throbbing clit, making it engorge and vibrate further more along with another heavy shudder altogether.
"Mmmmmnfff...mmmm", she muffled her cries, still it came out of her. Her left hand flew out from holding his head and reached her mouth, stopping her...pausing the inevitable response...her eyes fluttered open and close in response to his clit-scbanging tongue that forced her fist to cover her mouth but instead of getting angry at the old man, her hand flew back to clutch his hairless head, once again, pulling him closer, harder. With another muffled whimper, she waited for the taboo pleasure.
Khurram was waiting for this moment. A free reign, as her eyes once again fluttered closed..
I... I want it", Tanvi's whimper finally crawled out of her lips. Although she pulled Khurram's head closer to its target, she was confused on what she was asking for, and why she admitted her willingness, despite her deep loathing to the old man.
Khurram grinned silently, as he wanted nothing more from her. He heard what he wanted her to blurt out...what she really wanted. Her confession was more than adequate to move to the next phase.
Moving up a bit more on his knees, Khurram lifted his right hand away from holding her ass.
The moment he left her ass, she whimpered with rage and felt a large vacuum at her anus. The finger that pleasured her dirtiest hole was gone.
Once freeing his finger, it took only a second for him to use his left hand middle-finger to split her pussy into half. Driving his long and thick finger into the velvety depths of her dripping pussy.
Tanvi felt the invading muscle lodging deep into places that no one ever tried prying into. "Except Dattu"...her subconscious brought back the night when the low-class milkman punishingly brought her to orgasm with his hands and mouth...but what Khurram doing to her now was very much unlike that...a different level of salaciousness.
"Aaaaaarrgggh...mmmmnnfffff...mmm", a couple of involuntary groans were the response that Tanvi gave away. Her eyes remained clamped with her brain helplessly trying to come to terms with what was happening inside her poor pussy. She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream at him, she wanted him to crush his mouth on her cunt, she wanted him to suck her into eruption, yet she failed to do anything except holding his head, like a last resort for some leverage.
Between pummeling his finger in and out of her hairy cunt, Khurram took a moment to admire the way her soaked sex glistened and looked like it was begging for more attention. Her pussy lips were pressed and clamped tightly over his invading finger, as if silently begging him to tear it completely.
"You want what, Tanvi? Tell me, what you want from me", Khurram moved forward to reach her ears once again with another whisper.
Without waiting for another second, her answer came out. "I...I...I want to cum...please...I want...to...cu...mmm", she pleaded with utmost sincerity.
As she shamelessly admitted it, a silent thought made her entire body to shudder, the very image of how it could feel if he had two of his fingers inside her, one in her cunt as it was, and another of his finger inside that wretched anal hole which gave her an inhuman pleasure for the brief moments when Khurram rolled his finger over her tight anal entrance.
Her head got immersed with the dirtiest images of how it would look, and how it would feel, having two digits, one inside her cunt and other inside her rectum...the dream she had...the night after Dattu pleasured her at Basti, with hundreds of Khurram and hundreds of Dattu, fucking her from top and below, filling both her holes, making her cum a million times, making her scream to reach the end of cosmos, making her go blind with sexual release...pure, animalistic and primal release of what she contained inside her woman-hole...
"You lied to me earlier, about you not spreading your legs to anyone other than your shitty husband, so, do you want to tell me the truth now?", his questions hit her like swords, penetrating her soul.
"Mmmm...noooo....I...I didn’t...Khurraaaamjiiii...pleeeeeese", her eyes lost the last degree of power it had to open and face him, and she lied once again, because her pussy wanted it's release, at any cost. She was so sure that if Khurram stopped what he was doing to her pussy, she would blurt every dark, deep secret she held to her heart. The pressure that he pussy carried was maddening.
No more questions. No more questions required. In her carnal trance, Tanvi brought his head punishingly towards her face, and opening her mouth wide, plastered her lips against his, locking him into a kiss, thrusting her long tongue into him, twirling as she opened and entered his mouth, her sudden kiss made him freeze, for a moment.
Tanvi wasn't averted with the fact that she was kissing the same lips, same mouth that was in her pussy a few moments earlier. She was tasting herself...and the pungent smell and vulgar taste of her own pussy didn't worry her...those were the last things that mattered to the woman who was lost to lust...
"No...I won't let you have it easy, you slut, you lied to me, and you deserve punishment", by telling her about it, he pulled away from her kiss, momentarily disorienting her.
With a swift movement of his left hand, he caught her whole ass and hips into a tight grip, and with a loud grunt, pulled her up from the recliner.
Tanvi couldn't help but gasp loudly as he lifted her like her weight meant nothing to him. All she recognized was his finger remained lodged deep, inside her cunt, and closed her brain to whatever he was doing with her and hoped for the old man to restart churning her insides out.
Khurram stood up on his legs, carrying Tanvi on his left hand, balancing her with his right hand and finger dug deep into her cunt, and turned. Without another second lost, he sat back on the recliner and placed her to half-stand on her legs with botj her feet placed over the two soft, leather arms of the recliner.
"Aaah...uu...fff...Khurramjiiii", Tanvi screamed with all her might when she found where and how she was placed.
She was now made to stand with her legs half-bent and wobbling knees on top of the recliner, the way she stood, she faced the large glass that overlooked the Complex swimming pool and mini-jungle. Anyone...any human...who was out there could see her...it was a sight to behold. A naked Goddess, standing up, looking with straight sight, exposing everything she was supposed to conceal, and seemingly begging to run to her home and take her, she seemed like calling out for help, or worse, she looked like a woman screaming for sex, as she stood on her shaking legs.
The first flick from Khurram's tongue on her ebbing clit created a tremor that started from that sensitive muscle through her vertebrae and ended into her head and knees, making her legs to wobble like two leaves. She had no option than to spread both her hands to hold the large glass to maintain her balance.
"Yeah, hold it there", Khurram whispered with another lick to her clit.
Tanvi bit down on her lips terrified that someone or anyone looking at her unit would see her...naked...pitch naked and showing it to the whole world to see.
Without prompt, her head dropped down and a gasp left her when she saw how her breasts hung down, right above the devilish old man's bald head from where his glimmering tongue was lapping her pussy. Her hips jolted to reach closer like greeting his mouth and tongue, desperate for more contact. She felt and saw his thick tongue sliding through her vaginal folds with such slow pace, as if he was tasting a dish.
Giving absolutely no regard to anyone outside who might see her, Tanvi's parted and spread her legs in a vulgar manner, her knees bent, and opened herself as wide as she could manage, every pretence of protests vanished from her, as Khurram swirled his tongue over her quivering nubbin and injected her cunt hole with his fingers...
"Oh-Shit-he-put-TWO-fingers-in-me", the sound of her voice reverberated inside her head as her cunt got punishingly explored by his middle and index fingers.
In and out...in and out...Khurram moved his two fingers rapidly inside Tanvi's pussy. He deliberately avoided giving her the pleasure of his tongue that he used only to create sudden jolts. He laughed silently.
"You still won't tell me, huh?", he paused and looked up at her contorted face through the two hanging mummeries.
"I...I...didn't", she whimpered with a broken voice.
"Then, take this", a growl...followed by rapid pull and push of his two fingers in and out of her dripping pussy.
Tanvi felt pain. It wasn't pleasure anymore.
She couldn't bear it further. She tried to jump, and failed as the soft cushions of the armrest stopped from jolting away. More than that, Khurram held her in place. His hand gruelled her insides. She couldn't believe what was happening.
When she stole a look outside to the dark night and lit the swimming pool, a slight relief passed inside as there was no one looking at her. But, at the same time, the way Khurram punished her pussy was really suffocating. Her cunt was on fire, it was painful, but she wanted to cum, her release was right there, at it's final edge, about to cross, but instead of pleasuring it out, he was punishing her insides, tearing her soft vaginal wall, the two fingertips scratched against her hardened G-Spot area to create a painful feeling, and it produced the volume of the pussy contents to increase into a devilish one.
"Khhu...rrrraaaam...jiii....ssstoopppppp", Tanvi cried and shouted at him to stop, but he just looked up at her sobbing and contorted face with his familiar wicked grin as his fingers moved in and out with grudging speed.
Noticing her reactions, Khurram gruelled both his fingers as deep it could go, along with another string lick to her clit, but this time, he flicked it...not once, but multiple, rapid jabs to her engorged skinless tiny muscle that protruding out of it's pink sheath like a mini-penis.
"Oh-God...someone will hear me", despite that thought, Tanvi's knuckles hardened it's hold on his hairless scalp, along with one more, deep, and gluttral cry came from Tanvi as her entire body froze in mid-air, with only her cunt responding, with sporadic release of her squirting orgasm. Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips were bitten, her hands balanced on the glass, her breasts oscillated with nipples brushing against his bald head, and legs shivering and wobbling with every move that Khurram made into her pussy.
Absolute helplessness blanketed over Tanvi. She heaved and gasped with the last of her protests against the one thing that she didn't want to do, yet, deeper from her core, she felt the need rising, "it was exactly what she wanted...or was it?" She rotated her hips, her body burning with need.
"I just love your filthy taste, slut", Khurram grunted between his teeth mixed with an evil laugh. Tanvi's face reddened with shame, her juices were smearing across Khurram's and shuddered with fright when she heard what he said next. He grunted loud with a mild smack on her pussy with his mouth the horrific words came...
Tanvi bucked with fear when she heard his next words....
"From now on, I will take this every day from you, Tanvi"
"That...will...not...haappp...nnn...uuuugh...caann...nnnoot", Khurram divided his fingers back into her sweltering crevice again, making her stop in mid-sentence. He made sure to suffocate her pulsating clit against the flat of his tongue along with his fingers that pushed past all her internal resistance. He gave her a moment to regain a bit of balance before slowly restarting his gruelling of her surrendered pussy.
"Tell me, slut. Tell me that you enjoy what I am doing to you, admit it, and then tell me the truth of your infidelity. That's the only way you can escape, and that is...if you want me to stop...this", Khuuram stopped his hand for a moment and pulled out, almost out...just the two finger tips spreading her vaginal folds.
No reply from Tanvi. She couldn't. She was trembling with her need...to release...with pain...or without. She was fully aware that he pushed her already over the final edge...no options left...
Khurram pushed his fingers inside again, this time with more force added, and once her G-Spot was found, he curled his fingers again, punishing that perfect spot inside her, making her whimper and whine without words. His tongue flicked over her clit at the same time, rapid once again, then with a power move, he dived deeper between her spread legs, his bald head leaving the two hanging nipples alone, and sucked her exposed cunt lips inside his mouth...a long...very long suck...
"Tell me...to who all did you open these legs before, Tanvi? Tell me", he left her pussy and clit away from his once again.
She shook her head in a lost, and weak gesture. Her fingers tightened on his head, and gripped the glass for what was about to come.
"Tell me, slut. Tell me"
"I...I...", she wanted to reply with words hung on her lips, no more battle, her legs bucked as her knees lost their energy. Her grip tightened on his sweaty bald head. She was grinding in mid-air, waiting for his attention.
"Aaaarggh...mmmnnnnffff", Tanvi sniffed as Khurram made a vacuum over her throbbing clitoris with his lips as his fingers dug deep, once again curling and punishing at her G-Spot.
"Oh God, I'm cum...mmmmm", her moans were shameless. Her screech spread inside her home, her entire home, as she looked over the opener area outside, she waa no longer worried about who might see her, catch her, her eyes rolled up, she was at a place of no return, her hips thrusted against his fingers, trying to match what he was doing, the build-up volume inside was more than ready to be released...
"Cum then, slut, cum for me, my slut", Khurram grunted and increased the curling and pushing pace inside her married pussy.
"Khurrraaaamjeeee", she hissed, her hips lifted up and down, thrusted back and forth, she was forcing her cunt to coax and spill out what it held. She whimpered, like a real bitch in heat.
Her hips jerked as he sucked her clit again, harder this time, and her thighs clamped down on either side of his head. She couldn't stop anymore. Only thought in her head was how good it felt. Pain was there, but it was overridden by her desire.
"Give it to me, you slut. I want to see you let go. I want to taste every drop of nasty cum you have kept inside till now. I want you to remember...that no one will ever...can make you feel this good"
"Ooooooooh....hmmmm....oooh", she cried and whined. Her fingers dug deep into his round and balded head digging her nails over his scalp. Her body was coiled, every limb steady, in place and wobbling. She felt the nasty pain building, not just between her legs, but inside her head, right at the beginning point of her spinal cord, spreading it's fire through her cheating cunt.
Khurram felt it clearly. He flattened his tongue and flicked faster, ready to deliver the biggest orgasm of her life.
A final flick!
A final curl, and pull...with a final push!
That did it!
"Oh-Gaaaaaaaawd-ooh-mmmm", she screeched with all her voice..."Daaa'me!!", she heard her real Japanese voice crying inside her head along with her bone-shattering scream that came out of her lungs.
Along with that screech, Tanvi's entire body arched forward, in an obtuse angle, curved from head to toe, with her entire body spasming over Khurram's hands and her pussy plastered onto the old man's face. If there was anyone outside, in the open area, would've heard her, seen her. Her eyes went black. Her thighs clamped around Khurram's thick head, trapping his face, as her hips bucked uncontrollably. Her hands slid from the window-glass to clutch his head, like she was about to fall any moment.
"Spuuurrrt...splllaatterr....splluurrtt", her cunt lips contorted and expanded over his fingers as it released the broth inside it.
"Mmmmmm", Tanvi whined, totally incoherent, muffling it by biting her bicep. She couldn't believe what was happening to her pussy. Before she could chastise herself, without leaving another moment for her to breathe, Khurram sucked on her quavering clit, making her buck against his face.
"Mmmmmmm", she grunted, with one of her hands moving down to clutch the old man's bald head in place. She looked outside, and a ray of relief passed when she realized there was no one outside, still... yet, a part of her wanted to be caught.
Khurram never stopped. He kept working inside her cunt, riding out every pulse, licking and sucking her through the waves until her body sagged limp in the chair. Her legs twitched with aftershocks, her breath stuttered out of her lungs in shallow pants. Her head lolled to the side, hair stuck to her damp forehead.
Her squirts weren't much, but it was heavy, and more than enough to make Khurram feel better. He was delivering the punishment that she deserved. Her slightly gooey liquid fell onto his lap and smothered the recliner. Once he noticed that there wasn't any cum left in her, he looked up at her.
Tanvi, realizing the end of her ordeal, opened her eyes and with her head hung down, she met the loathsome old man looking straight into her green eyes. Her face reddened with utter shame from the realizing what she did to herself.
She opened her mouth to say something, and gasped instead.
Khurram moved her again like she had no weight, lifting her by holding her legs from below, in a swift move, he held her through her underthighs, and turned her again, back to recliner, placing her horizontally, her head crushed against it's backrest, and back rested on the large seating, with her legs at ninety degree, wide spread, and ankles resting on his two shoulders.
Once again, she was in upward-sploot position.
Legs wide-spread.
Obscene to core.
Blinking her eyes to remove the foggy tears, Tanvi looked up.
An immediate cry came out of her.
"No...NOOO...KHURRAMJII...NOO...I DON'T WANT THIS...NOOO", Tanvi tried to use her hands and push herself up, and failed, she fell back on the seat where she was held.
Khurram held his cock, hardened to diamond, in all it's rock-structure, pointed at her pussy.
Nothing to protect her.
No one to protect her.
The smug look on Khurram's face sent her into a fright mode with tremors of jolts with fear. But she failed to notice his eyes, what it read, what he was telling her silently, because her body, her pussy, her entire nerve system was still trying to recover from what she released a few seconds earlier.
Her arms shook when she tried to sit up straight in the recliner, trying to bring her legs together from where he held.
It was a futile attempt. She couldn't find enough energy left in her body to fight back.
"What...what are you doing...NOO!", she looked down where their joints were about to combine. His oversized cock, stood perpendicular in direct-line to her spread pussy, her wet and soaked pussy that was still reeling from it's punishing ordeal.
A look at him, into his eyes.
That was all it took for Tanvi to realize what was about to happen next. She recoiled and tried to push up, again she failed.
Khurram had her pinned.
Holding her exactly where he wanted her.
"If you tell me right now to whom you spread these hot legs, I will stop", he growled as his chin and face glimmered with her fluids.
"I...didn't...please...understand...we already did many bad things...I don't want this...you are banging meee", she screeched with tears falling out.
"Liar!", with a grunt, Khurram thrust his hips forward. The bulbous and blood engorged and dark-brownish purple of his penis-head hit her drenched pussy, hitting straight at it's mark...his penis-slit went and smashed against her clenched woman-hole.
Tanvi jolted up when her vaginal petals felt the shove from the slick and girthy end of his rod, covering her slit completely...ready to split any moment.
Her life as a dutiful wife...a mother...to be forgotten any moment...
"Khurramji...please...please...I beg you...I will do anything for you...but, please stop...I already did everything you wanted...this is not what you said...I don't...I don't want this...please, Khurramji", she cried her heart out...but for some reason, her legs widened a little...it was slight movement, but both of them noticed it.
She wanted it!
But she couldn't admit it loudly!
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