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Chapter-77:
Tanvi's face turned into a bleak horror when she saw what was on Khurram's face...
"No...", a scared whisper came out of her mouth as the large old man closed in on her.
"Nooo....Khurram...jii...please...not again...nooo", tears came out like free-flow and in that dark envelope around her...the only view she had in her green tear-soaked eyes was the sinister grin on Khurram's lips as he moved forward to prepare her...once again...
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Tanvi was almost close to a realization that she, as a human, was ceasing to exist as the irrevocable future was brewing in front of her, hardly a few inches from her face. She watched with terror-stricken eyes at the fluid motion of the old man with a heavy pinch of threat to her reality and the sheer weight of it's result hit with a force that her poor soul could not contain further. She cried...it was genuine...and with self-pity.
Khurram heard her soft sobs that still carried traces of her protest that still remained.
Tanvi wanted to do something, but before she could even surmise anything intelligent and even before she could react, she felt being lifted, from behind...once again!
It was exactly like how he did to her earlier!
Tanvi was hoisted up...higher than he did earlier.
"Khurramjiiiiiiii...pleeeeese...pleeess", she cried and begged in the lowest possible low voice. She was now lifted very much above the shrubs covering, completely exposed...and was turned directly facing Mehta's house...between her fluttering eyes and tears, she saw Mehta walking slowly back to his house entrance.
"That's what you get for lying, bitch! If you don't pee right now, then I will shout at Mehta, and then you don't want to guess what could happen. Now...finish your damn pee, slut!"
"I...I...it's not coming...please put me down...I beg you...Mehtaji...ooooh...he is stopping...he will see...he will see", she turned her head to Khurram's chin and grabbed his neck with all force that was left in her and tried to wiggle herself out from Khurram's iron hold on her waist.
"Slut! You need to do it right HERE, or else I call him NOW!!", Khurram turned his face to her and grudgingly replied.
Tanvi was in a place between life and death. Right in front of her, though a bit far, was another sex crazed older man with his back to her and on this end, she had her legs splooted wide and displayed in the most debauched way a woman could expose herself, and she was about to perform the most nefarious act that one could perform.
"Do it, Tanvi", Khurram's grunt acted as her trigger.
Her focus shifted. She needed that release badly...very badly. She increased the pressure on her underbelly.
Her only need was to get the damn pain from her kidneys to be removed, at any cost.
"Just...bloody...do it, slut!", his heavy growl went straight inside her head and forced the desperate pressure inside her belly to pump.
It started!
Tanvi's eyes were clenched to focus...she felt the insane relief of pumping her hot urine out of her!
"I think he is looking at you, slut", Khurram grunted into her ear, making her eyes open and making her pee freeze.
"Don't fucking stop, bitch. Look at Mehta and pee!!", he muttered in his angry tone.
Tanvi blinked her eyes to clear her tears. Finally, she saw Mehta in clear vision. He was about to climb up the few steps from his lawn to the veranda.
Her bladder opened and released what it was holding for a long while!
The transparent liquid pumped out with all it's force, again!
She looked at the arch...her urine jet was sprouting like a fountain...high up...higher than she could recall happening earlier...then it turned down to an arch...finally spluttering on the jogging path!
"I am not looking at Mehta, slut...you look at him closely, bitch", Khurram guffawed at her ear, again.
Tanvi tilted her face for less than a second and turned back to check Mehta. To her horror, Mehta was standing at his portico. He was about to turn back.
"He's...he's turning to us", she hissed with horror.
Khurram, instead of replying, thrusted his tongue into her ears, swallowing it whole inside and twirled his tongue onto her entire ear.
"Khurammjii...he's about to look at us...please put me dowwwn", Tanvi whimpered as the tickling of her ear deepened and she had nothing to balance, except holding her knees and clutching it against her torso and chest...making her ankles and feet go high as it could.
"Just tell me what he's doing", Khurram whispered into her ear.
She was glad that her urine pressure was decreasing and could see better.
Then!
"Ooouuh...nnnggg...aaahhh...nnooo", Tanvi bit her wrist hard to muffle her cry.
Khurram had moved one of his hands from holding her waist, and brought it down to her ass, placing it at her pussy's exact center, and thrusted his middle and index fingers into her splayed cunt...deep...as deep as his fingers could go inside!
He was fucking her pussy in the wide open area...giving a show to Mehta...a show to entire Complex...if only Mehta looked back!
Tanvi couldn't breathe...she couldn't focus...the vulgar noises of squishing and sloshing from her pussy spread around them.
Her eyes were focused on Mehta.
"Khurrramjii...he's looking here...at mee...pleeeeeeesee...sstoopppp", she tried to wiggle free. But the fingers and his wide palm kept her high...where she was...showing and exposing her everything to the entire world now...no more barriers to protect her chastity...done!
"Hmm..arggggh...aah", she moaned and noticed and hoped Mehta didn't see them...her...
Mehta remained looking at the darkness. He knew the old bastard was upto something but couldn’t put his finger in it.
The moment he thought he saw something more, he tried to focus his eyes...like he saw something in the darkened blanket!
Khurram, with one last swirl of his tongue inside her ear and another push of his fingers into her erupting pussy, lowered her...but not to the ground. He just kept her stationed...holding her up...where her face reached his neck level.
"Please...put me down", she begged again. The digits inside her pussy were not stopping...his fingers squished her soft walls inside out.
"Oooh-God...nnngghhh", shs grunted as he slowly lifted her and started walking back to her home.
Tanvi failed to register the rest as her head was in complete blur. The carnal thrill of exposure reeled inside her. She was sure that old Mehta had seen her. It wasn't that he saw her naked...the fact that how she was presented...in most vulgarity...in her most depraved state...peeing to wide open world...shamelessly urinating like a bitch dog who didn't care where she was...it killed her mind and brain and she didn't realized when she was on her bed...on her hands and knees...still with his fingers dug deep in her spread cunt...whimpering like a bitch...yes...she was one...a desperate bitch in heat...her eyes were closed shut...including her brain.
Her eyes fluttered open when she felt something touching her sensitive pussy that made her lift her head sideways and look behind. She saw the large silhouette of Khurram behind her hips. The image was blurred due to the tears in her eyes. She couldn't remember when she cried. The only thing she could remember happening was her lips clamping against the mouth he offered her, in a most suffocating yet pleasurable way that night.
His kiss! It was the only one she could remember.
But then, as Tanvi blinked her eyes open, she found herself standing inside her own bedroom. She was lost on how she ended up in the position that she was. She felt embarrassed...yes...but no shame...she wasn’t bothered how she presented her holes to the bad old man...it wasn't a concern anymore...she was worried about how she blacked out...again...the thought of her obnoxious display to Mehta made her wince with mortifying awkwardness.
"Remove your mask", she heard him asking and quickly pulled it out, allowing her to breathe a bit properly.
As she pulled the latex cover, Khurram reached and helped her out to remove the torn legging and in seconds, she stood completely naked from waist down. He ran his both hands through her naked ass-cheeks, giving both a good squeeze, making her yelping and wet at the same time. She felt guilty suddenly as such an action happened only with Sanjoth, it was her husband who removed her clothes like this. His fingers gripped the expanded waistband of her legging while lowering it down through her thighs, and finally out of her feet. She tried her best not to show how much aroused she already felt his actions made her forget her reality within seconds.
Once done to his satisfaction, Khurram stood back and looked at the half unclothed woman, her pussy glazing with her juices. Through her sides, Tanvi looked upto him, and wondered why he wasn't doing what he wanted...what she wanted!
Khurram was in fact mesmerised at the sight in front. The glowing fairness of the perfect female specimen, kneeled with anticipation written all over her face and body. The only light in her bedroom was from the moonlight that cascaded into it through the large windows. It made him feel like an euphoric erotic scene, as if he was seeing the young woman naked for the first time. Her body, naked except the sports bra on top, twitching and thrusting at him...with the need for his penis...his sex. She was his prize! And he was there to claim it! To make her his...his own slut!
Tanvi tilted her head further to take a good look at his shaft, and wondered once again how he could get this going on and on at his age. A whimper came out when she found him moving closer...she was about to slide it in!
Any moment!
She caught her breath!
"Aaaaah...mmmnnnffff", she moaned and hit her head harder to the soft bed as his girthy cock-head penetrated and eased it's way into her soft vaginal folds.
She moaned again, louder this time, the tone of protest!
He wasn't plunging inside! Khurram just stayed grinning at her misery. Only his penis-head was inserted in her.
"Tell me, slut. Tell me how much you want this...I want to hear it from your lips", he held his cock in one hand stopping it from going deep, and that stopped her from thrusting back to get more of it in her.
"I...I want it...I want...iittt", Tanvi replied with every bit of convincing in her voice. She meant it. She spread herself further...her lower back arched into a shape making her ass-cheeks widen to maximum...projecting her hairless asshole and half-opened pussy to gape more.
"Aaaarghhhh", she screeched loud as the magnitude of his oversized penis slid inside her hole.
"Hmmm...aaah...mmmm", she crooned as Lhurtam started with slow thrusts...she wanted it hard.
It was so vivid and different from their past encounters. Her petite body writhed and grinded against the old man's powerful hold. She tried to tilt her head sideways to see him fucking her. But, the way he pounded made it impossible to move anywhere. She hit her head hard on the bed and bit her lips to contain the pleasure she was receiving from the mad sex he was delivering to her torn pussy.
"Tell me...you want more? Yes...no?", he growled, slowing down against her wish.
“Mmmm...mmmm...goo...dd", she replied in broken voice and tried to thrust backwards to show her participation.
"I think you'd like it more if Mehta was here, don't you, slut?", he chuckled at her lost situation.
Tanvi didn't reply...she couldn't...hearing his words, he brain blazed ahead with the images...of Mehta and Khurram taking turns...together...fucking her in unison...separately...one after other...filling her pussy...filling her mouth...filling her bad hole...her body recoiled with horror and remained unable to reply with words.
"Tell me, slut. How does it feel?", his voice was menacingly frightening.
Tanvi couldn't reply with words. She nodded her head multiple times and wiggled her ass towards him with total defeat. Her state of mind was frustration mixed with embarrassment. The images of her body-fluids spurting off like a geyser towards Mehta clouded her responses. Along with it came the thought of Khurram and Mehta taking turnsnto fuck her. She felt her pussy tighten around Khurram's girth like a vice. She tried hard to picture something else, but the way she was exposed in the absolute most vulgarity made the words stop from spilling out of her lips.
"Khuu...rrraaamm...jiii...hmmm...mmmm", multiple moans with gaps came out instead.
Khurram pushed his hips into her with a sudden shove. Before giving her a second to breathe, he punished her cunt with multiple strokes, one after another, like a jackhammer, making her howl like an animal. The brutal pace pushed all her thoughts into nothingness...
"Is it good, Tanv? Is it soooo good?", Khurram mocked her with sarcasm.
“Aah...hmm...aaah...nnngggh...mmmm", Tanvi whimpered as within those magnificent moments of hard fuck, she felt her orgasm coming out..."Ooh! It's good...ood...soooo...go...ood...aaah", Tanvi screamed and cried as her nails dug into both ends of her soft bed, the very bed that she partnered with Sanjoth...the very bed that was supposed to be shared between husband and wife. And now, she was sharing it with someone else...a man who wasn't her husband...a man who was old enough to be her father...a man who was vile and bad who made a married young wife, a mother to break all her societal vows and holy bond of her marriage into shambles...only for sex...pure...animal sex!
"Aaah...oooh...hmm...nnfff", she cried and cried. Her hips met the old man's shoves with even more vigor that matched to surpass his pace. She was able to feel his thick head hitting the last defence inside her pussy and it's snake-veins punishing her sensitive vaginal walls.
"Cum, Tanvi...cum for me, cumm for a man who is not your husband, slut! CUMMM!", Khurram roared and shoved himself in an extreme frenzied pace into her...a real power fuck!
"Uunff...ummm...nnggmmm", Tanvi screamed as another orgasm powered through her pussy, making her freeze and unfreeze. Her nails dug deeper into the bed and her hips thrusted back as much as possible to get more of him. Every last bit of her nerves rushed with blood to contain the pleasure of her orgasmic release. She was so vocal, it never was with her husband. She couldn't find any clarity inside her mind as her orgasm slowly subsided but Khurram continued his fuck, not brutal, but he ensured to delivery the fulfilling presence of his engorged and pulsing shaft to fill her insides as a reminder...of who was responsible for that earth shattering cum release.
Then the entire room turned into a vocalized arena.
Tanvi hollered and moaned and screamed that challenged Khurram's loud grunts and groans. Her breasts dangled down and oscillated free as Khurram fucked her with his full force. Sweat ran like rivers from both their bodies.
"Thwaapp!"
"Oooouuuh...hmmm", Tanvi's head bolted up with a screaming protest when her ass stung with the pain from Khurram's slap.
"WHAAPP!!", Khurram landed another heavy blow on her reddened ass-cheek. She recoiled first, and pushed back, harder than before. Deep inside, she reeled with the manhandling the old man was delivering on her ass. She was desperate to feel the sharp pain of being slapped. It made her think how much she didn't know about sex, and how much her body ached for this to happen...how badly she wanted to be taken...
"Who made you feel like this before, slut? Did Mehta fucked you like this? Did that stupid Sanjoth slap you like this? Does he even know how to smack a slut? Did any other fucker made you CUMMM like how I did?", Khurram growled loudly between his grunts.
Tanvi couldn’t find words as it was literally impossible for her to even think straight between the super powered fuck the old man was driving into her pussy. "Uuuh...no...noo...noo one did...oooh...hmmm"
Khurram grinned and got ready for the real assault.
He moved up.
It was slow, deliberately slow.
He continued to move up, over her upturned ass, with both legs spread above her to both sides in a scooted position. As he repositioned himself, his cock also turned it's angle. Finally once he settled on top of her hips, her butt, she felt the enormous change it brought.
Khurram's placed his thing angled like an downward pointed arrow, facing straight at her vaginal-hole. His large scrotum and balls rested over her pussy, as if covering it from outside view. His legs were spread over her to both sides. And, finally, his hands...both his hands were on her upper shoulder and lower back, punishingly pushing her down into the bed...making her lower back arch against gravity allowing him absolute access!
"Fuck, yes! You are no longer his wife, you understand it, slut? You are my whore! MINE ALONE!!!", Khurram roared and pulled the entire length that was inside her till his mammoth sized head remained inside.
Tanvi wanted to reply. She hit his chest as hard as she could while the whole time she knew what was coming next!
"AARRGHH", he almost yelled with triumph as his hips came curshing down on her upturned ass-meat.
"OOOUHHHH", Tanvi screeched and her face hit the bed that muffled it. For a moment, she thought her vertibrae was breaking.
Khurram's cock tore back into her pussy, the angle of her wide-spread hips allowing maximum possible space for his cock...it went in...to reach a place that was not broken even with his length that entered her thus far...allowing him another inch that was left outside to penetrate her hole. His cock was smeared with her white colored froth, all through it's width and length.
"Aaah...ooh...Khu...rrram...jiiii", she moaned the vile old man's name like her long lost lover. Her body, without her brain registering, tried to tilt up to meet his raging penis...as if her sole purpose was to take him to her deepest place inside her cheating cunt. Khurram's hands gripped her sports bra, and in one shove, he ripped it away from her shoulders.
Naked!
Absolutely naked!! Fully unclothed to the man whom she hated like hell till few hours earlier!!!
Her deep reddish pink nipples acted like they were trying to call the old man's mouth for a duel!
A devilish thought came into her mind then...They were two bodies in heat, naked like they were just born! Both of them were married!! And, both were cheating on their marriages!!!
Without allowing her time to register, using his long arms, Khurram squeezed her soft breasts and pinched her nipples in one shot, making her scream again...this time, he was sure that her neighbour would've heard...for sure!
“Ooooo-Gaaawd", Tanvi's head hung and jolted up as Khurram's heavy ride went on and on behind her. The new position made her utterly helpless beneath his large body. She was desperate to breathe...but her pussy never wanted the assault to end!
With shame hitting her head like a hammer, she realized that her pussy was ready to spill another explosion!
Then!
"Whaaat...noo...NOO!", Tanvi shouted with all her anger. Khurram left her alone...her sweltering cunt was vacant!
He pulled his inserted tool away from her pussy and stood back...leaving her on her knees and elbows...her pussy gaping and clenching...as if it was missing it's vital and most important muscle!
"Damn! you are a total slut, Tanvi", Khurram chuckled and landed two hard slaps ln her upturned and reddened ass-cheeks, making her whimper and mewl. "Come here, Tanvi", he growled and lay next to her and pulled her on top of him. She felt like a paper doll in his arms. The moment she was on top, she kissed!
Tanvi's lips clamped against him with anger, frustration and need...he had left her hanging...not allowing her pussy to release. She wanted it...so badly...she kissed hard...her tongue went deep into his mouth...to knead his tonsils...even making him gag...yet, she wouldn't stop. She grinded her breasts against his vast and sweaty chest and torso. That body to body plastering gave her some comfort but not the real pleasure that she was desperate for. Tanvi groaned and whimpered as she deepened her kiss when she felt him holding her tight against her...lovers? Maybe...
She raised and rolled her hips to allow the steel shaft to be free between her widespread thighs. Once he got her silent permission, Khurram, using his large palms, took both her ass-cheeks inside his large palms, spread those two globules to maximum stretch, making croon into his mouth, then lifted her hips, up...up...till she felt the girth of his swollen cock-tip at her pussy lips...right at her love hole entrance!
For a moment, Tanvi felt drifting away from the extreme pleasure of her kiss, but instead, she tilted her head and looked below...she wanted to see it...to witness how the majestic cock was going to disappear inside her. Her knees folded, her arms stretched and with palms over his chest, she struggled, but finally lifted herself up fully to a half-squat.
She was ready! Ready to mount!!
Khurram gave a slight pull, downward!
A heavy gasp came out of her chest! A gluttral groan from him! A combined growl of pleasure from both at the same time!
Tanvi's eyes remained focused at their groin where his majestic girth and length disappeared inside her. Without her pubic hair, it was crystal clear to her vision. Her pinkish red pussy lips spread in a circle over his dark brown cock. Looking at it, she thought that it was someone else, not her own body. With contorted focus, she descended down, taking centimeter after centimeter of his girthy and veiny shaft into her soaked pussy.
She felt the stretch...that amazing burn...the familiar pain of getting expanded beyond her physical prowess.
Khurram heard the sound of her heavy inhale as he watched the young mother abandoning every bit of chastity and the last amount of pride, while trying to take him inside her...engulfing more and more of his throbbing tool in her. He pulled apart her already spread ass-cheeks even wider, making her wince and bit her lips, but her eyes remained locked at their co-jointed groin...she wanted to see it...witness it...capture her desteuction with her own eyes...to believe it...that she was fucking another man...convince herself that it was she who made that choice...her entire body muscles contorted with her taut belly becoming even tighter as the digit went inside her...tearing every single barrier of her married pussy.
“Ooooooh-Gaaaawd", Tanvi finally muttered another moan and her eyes clamped shut with her head falling down to her chest. The once proud woman was no more present. It was the slut that he created, the one who cared and strived only to quench the carnal thirst of her pussy remained...on top of his cock! Gasping as she took him inside...inch after inch...he heard his slut's sex-craved heaves and gasps...Tanvi whom he knew once was not the woman who was gyrating on his penis...it was his slut...his own slut!
Tanvi pressed down with all her might...one final downward thrust.
Done!
He was inside! Deep inside of her...
She made sure he was lodged...firm...into her cavernous hollow!!
Both of them, the odd couple, breathed hard and gasped with united moans.
Tanvi started moving her hips, slowly, pulling herself up, Khurram helping her by keeping her ass-cheeks spread, making her asshole gape and clench with every inch she pushed out. Then came back down, again taking the same inches back into her.
"Mmmmm...ooooh...mmmm", she groaned with the pleasure of being filled. Her face, neck, shoulders, arms, breasts, nipples, navel, tight, legs, ankles, her entire body perspired and got covered with sweat in no time...her face...beet red...her lips...bitten between her teeth...
"Tell me, slut. Will you spread your legs to anyone other than me?", Khurram punishingly started to bounce her up and down. His hands that held her stretched ass-cheeks made her asshole gape to an obscene oval size driving severe pain to her, but she responded like she was loving that pain.
"TELL ME!", his voice rose higher.
"Nnnghhh...no...nooo", her head shook to both sides in crazy speed as he pushed her down and up without allowing her to take even a clear breath. "I....I...won't...never"
"Will you fuck anyone I ask to? TELL ME!", he wouldn't stop and Tanvi wished if he would stop talking and just fuck her like a slut she was, like a whore taking the sex as it came, without a question.
"YESSS...I WILL...WHATEVER YOU ASK...WHOEVER YOU WANT ME TO...I WILL!!!", she grunted and lost her hand balance to fall on his chest. But he held her in place...Khurram was not going to let her have it so easy. She bucked her hips. She knew the race towards her orgasm was on. She could feel her breaths beginning to change. She knew was about to cum. She rode him fast. Harder. She felt his penis pulsing inside. She felt his bare cock...every bit of it...every single nerve that ran on his penis...it's thick head.
She needed her release...very badly.
"Oooh-God, I’m...I...I...”, her words broke and multiple moans followed with her belly jolting hard with spasms, her hips arched further inside his large palms, her hands came to rest on large chest again.
"Will you fuck anyone who I ask?? TELL ME, SLUT", he shouted at her to bring her back to earth.
Tanvi couldn't reply, instead she nodded by silently saying 'YES' and pushed herself back up and started to ride his cock..faster...deeper. Her hands moved towards his head as he opened his mouth and started to lick and suck her mouth. She gripped onto his head and held him like a lover. She missed that kiss, and she deepened it by rolling her tongue inside.
It wasn’t enough!
She knew it. She was his slut. She wanted to prove it.
Releasing herself from the deep, sensual kiss, she took a second to look into the old man's glazed eyes. Then, surprising him to core, her tongue darted out, carrying her saliva, she licked his chin, she licked one side of his entire face...all through from chin to eyes...then moved to other side...plastered his face with her spit...then, took another second to look at his surprised eyes, and moved up...to his bald head...licked...kissed...she smothered his entire hairless skull and face using her mouth and globes of saliva.
His whole face glistened with her spit...then she pulled back...and looked again...prying deep into his eyes...telling him silently that she was his slut...his whore...she would open her legs to whoever he ask her to...her heart leaped when she saw satisfaction on his eyes....she dived into his mouth again...crushing his mouth onto hers...twirling her tongue inside him, and snaking herself against his tongue. Her hair fell sideways covering his one side.
The moment it happened, Khurram left her ass, and took hold of both her hanging breasts into his hands. Brought them together, mashed both of her soft muscles into one pulp, and leaning forward gulped both her nipples together inside his mouth.
Tanvi howled and sobbed as her hips went up and down by itself. He crushed her breasts with his large palms and nibbled on her nipples, chewed her breasts, sucked into his mouth's vacuum...she went wobbling up and down, unable to contain the extremities that the old man took from her!
“I...I want to cummmm", she finally cursed to let out and let him know what she wanted. His thick and heavy cock that split her in two along his mouth on her lips were way too much for her to handle. She sensed that the walls of her pussy were about to crumble and release the most thunderous orgasm that she had till that moment...she prepared herself to be ready...and her hips moved up and down on him, even after he slowed his push and pull...she was about to burst any moment!
"Shit!", Khurram was shocked beyond words by witnessing the change that happened to the woman he drove into his sexual depravities. He didn't expect it to happen...but it did!
“Cum for me, bitch. Fucking cum for me!", Khurram grunted back at her.
“Aaaaaaah...Khurramjeeee", Tanvi screamed as her orgasm rippled through her body. Through her clenched lips she shouted. “Give me..Khurramjiii...Give your cum to your slut...I want to feel it inside me...oooouh...mmmnnnnfff”
Tanvi didn't want another order. Her hips flew up and down while Khurram remained stationed...enthralled at the vigor...at her need...it was at that very moment he felt his balls tightening. He was about to be released as well!
"Bitch, I am going to cum...I will put my seed inside you, slut, aaaarrrghh", Khurram roared.
"Me toooo...cum for me...Khurramjeeee...cummmm...Oh-Gaaaawwwd", she hollered as her tunnel finally broke!
Khurram roared again, matching her pace, he roughly gripped handfuls of her ass-cheeks once again, and drove his cock as deep as it would reach inside her.
Tanvi's vision went blank and black.
Khurram's eyes rolled up into his skull.
She felt the hard twitch inside her cunt. She recognized what it was. He was also cumming...with her..they were erupting their carnal fluids together. As her mind reeled in that one thought, she felt the next twitch...followed immediately with a filling...hot...heavy...filling of his liquid.
He groaned loudly as her cunt muscle caught his cock into a tight grip that he thought she was about to break his cock. Her hot liquid came forth...mixing with his heavy cum...
Torrents of their combined cum plastered her insides, filling her cunt to it's maximum capacity while her pussy milked him with every twitch. She felt her pussy getting loaded and occluded with Khurram's semen. Smothering and reaching everywhere...not leaving any gap inside her unfilled.
Both of their upper bodies were pressed and crushed against each other to a time that felt like eternity for Tanvi. But her hips moved again...and again...squeezing the last drop that his scrotum could produce.
The two frenzied naked humans started to slow down on each other's attack. They heard their labored breaths. Their heaves...her whimpers. Their faces clamped onto each other. Her eyes were closed as her heaves started to slow a bit.
Khurram turned his face to her side, and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. "You are mine, now...you heard me?...all mine"
Tanvi just accepted his kiss and words. There was nothing left in her head and body to respond back...She was exhausted beyond the last level of hell!
With a deep groan of satisfaction, Tanvi dismounted from Khurram's cock and turned away from him in a foetal position.
Khurram laid next to her, thoroughly satisfied. He got what he wanted...the previous night was a start...but this...he made sure the woman of his dreams became his own slut...she was ready...prepared...to perform every depraved wishes and plans that he held.
Tanvi moaned in her sleep as she felt his heavy cum slipping and escaping from her spent pussy down her thigh as globs of his thick cum smothered the bed below.
"Tanvi! Tanvi...wake up", she heard Khurram calling her to wake up like previous morning. In her half-dazed head, Tanvi wasn't able to figure out who was calling her. Her entire body felt torn and painful.
"Tanvi!", Khurram's hard voice made her jump from the bed.
But then, as she blinked her eyes open, the bed was filled by the large man sleeping beside her..."He is still sleeping"...it was her head playing games with her.
A second later, she was standing next to her bed, next to a fully naked Khurram, with the same cock that took her to the moon and back, standing erect, in all it's majestic naked glory.
The only cloth she found to cover herself was the baggy sleeveless tee-shirt of the old man. She wore it in a frenzied mode to cover up.
But then, she felt shy all of a sudden, she couldn't figure out why. It was like, the morning after she consummated her marriage with Sanjoth...unable to meet the man's eyes.
Tanvi stopped when she saw the two large feet of Khurram spread wide, filling her entire bed. There was no need to check what came next...she knew...and her eyes moved up through his muscular calves...powerful looking thighs...
Then!
Her eyes closed in over the thing that stood erect, deep brown, and pulsing itself above the spread sac of his large ballsac.
Khurram had his eyes open and focused on her. A shiver ran up from her spine making her shy for uncountable and unintelligible reasons.
"I love seeing you in my tee-shirt, Tanvi. It suits you much better than Safiya!", he gave a snort that made her a bit angry thinkin why this old man was thinking of his wife when she was with him.
"Now, time to finish what you started", Khurram growled with a menacing laugh and a nod at her.
Tanvi acknowledged that nod from the old man.. With soft steps, she moved forward till she was on her elbow and knees on her bed, between his wide-spread legs, inches close to the thing...the heavy odour of their mixed combination hit her nose, and in no time, her normalcy left...she was there...only for purpose...to serve him!
She threw her hair back, and lowered her face to the throbbing shaft, she inhaled the smell of their combined sex from it. Her tongue darted out, and pensively touched it with her tip. It intoxicated her more than last night's drink. Suddenly, she wanted to jump over him and start humping to feel that oversized penis to sink inside her hollering pussy, but when she felt one of his hands on her head, she couldn’t initiate sex at that moment. His lips parted, mouth widened, throat enlarged, and slowly, but with full focus, took him inside, at one shot, she took more than his bulbous head, she was already used to it's size by now. His penis-head and a few inches of his girth went inside her as started sucking him...not vigorously...more like she was in love with that tool!
Khurram relaxed, more like he just lay passively looking at the gorgeous mother in a completely different viewpoint with her lips stretched and mouth full of his girth.
"Hmm...good job, slut. You are a good student", he grunted as his hand holding her head moved back and placed it behind his head, allowing him to get a clear and close-up view of her oral performance.
Tanvi removed herself from this hard penis for a moment, but kept her tongue placed behind it's mushroom head, flicking it slowly, up and down, ensuring her saliva was coated everywhere that she sucked.
"Suck it, bitch", he grunted.
"I am not a bitch, you bad old man", as her words came out, both Tanvi and Khurram were surprised at once. Her tone wasn't angry, it was more playful, as if she liked him calling her bitch, and wished for more.
"Shit! Who the fuck you think you are talking to, slut? I own you...do you remember what you shouted to the whole world? You are MY bitch! So, suck it like a bitch, Tanvi", Khurram's abusive words had an immediate effect on the torn woman.
Her hands came up to hold his digit. Starting at his base, she pulled it's foreskin down, as he was circumcised, there wasn't much, but she still tried. While she pulled down, her head moved up and gulped back the cock inside once again. Her slow methodology was no longer applied. Her head bobbed up and down rapidly along with her hands aligned to ensure she was doing it right.
Khurram pushed her mouth back on his shaft not wanting to remove the pleasure of her oral.
"Right there...mmm...yah...use that sloppy-tongue, bitch"
She did it, immediately. Her tongue slid past the tightly stretched lips on his girth, and slid down on his length...just like he asked her to. She wasn’t sure if it was her being enthusiastic, or if it was her being his slut made her suck him with such abandon. She had no inclination to do such a depraved thing till it started the previous evening but then, everything that happened afterwards forced her to relate with the real 'slut' that was dormant deep in her.
"Fuck, you do this better than anyone did to me, bitch...even Safiya couldn’t suck me like this...good job, my bitch", Khurram grunted with his eyes closed and teased her.
Tanvi left a deep gasp and sucked with more tenderness, rather than making it faster...her head reeled with pleasure when she got a compliment...though it was a comparison, she felt amazing to be his 'best' bitch ever. As the title she took to her heart!
"Why don't you do what you really want to, Tanvi?", he groaned at her, indirectly asking her to fuck him...again.
She groaned back at him with her green eyes...a look that made him feel that she was silently asking to do it to her. In her head, all that Tanvi wanted to do was jump on top of him and get the majestic tool back into her cheating pussy, once again...but she also wanted to taste him...again...
At the end, her taste-buds won. Her head moved to a feverish pace...sucking...pulling...coating...dripping...a predatory spark replaced her tears along with a jolt on her body, she felt secretly thrilled at sucking another man who was better suited to her needs...her carnal wishes...
The odd couple exchanged a knowing glance at each other as she continued to suck and unsuck with her mouth. Tanvi slurped and stroked his massive cock again and again...back and forth...
"Aaarghhhh", Khurram roared suddenly and held her head on his cock...hard.
First twitch!
Next second, her mouth was filled with hot semen!
Tanvi gulped in and drank the load like she was possessed.
Without breaking a second, she pumped his shaft furiously and down and got another twitch...another torrent...this time, she craned her neck as high as she could and placed his penis-head right at her throat entrance...she gulped the thick spunk of the old man like a loyal lover.
Khurram released his hold on her head and relaxed, she did the rest. His cock flexed with every jolt, and she sucked and gulped...drinking his cum like her life depended on the liquid that filled her. Almost two minutes later, she felt the last of his drop pumping out.
Yet, she continued sucking. She rolled her tongue all over his bloated and swollen head, licked it's pee-slit to bring out the final remnants that it carried. Once done, she pulled his cock out...and just before releasing it, she went down on the soft tool, once again... a groan of satisfaction came from her when she realized that finally, she was able to suck his entire length inside her...her nose hit his pubic bone...she kept her mouth plastered on his cock for few seconds, and then pulled out with a moan...content!
"Finally! A damn good job, bitch. Now, this is what I call a 'good' job", Khurram said in a lazy voice. Tanvi was lying on his left thigh, with his softening cock next to her face. She rolled her eyes and smiled back with a shy smile. Then she slowly pulled to stand at his feet and paused before deciding what next.
"Right. I am leaving. Be at the gym later...sharp! And Tanvi, wear the black one", with another grunt, he walked out...naked...she couldn't believe he did it. Though his apartment was upstairs, still, if someone saw him walking naked from her home, it would be a disaster.
She ran behind him, but Khurram was already outside and in the small corridor, naked, with no care to the world, his gait clearly conveying like he was a real winner!
Once he left, Tanvi tried to collect herself.
She was still wearing Khurram's top and a large portion of her breasts were jutting outside from both sides of the sleeveless tee-shirt.
She was about to start cleaning up the mess she and her new dirty lover when she heard the familiar cycle-bell ringing from outside.
Dattu!
Tanvi's face turned into a bleak horror when she saw what was on Khurram's face...
"No...", a scared whisper came out of her mouth as the large old man closed in on her.
"Nooo....Khurram...jii...please...not again...nooo", tears came out like free-flow and in that dark envelope around her...the only view she had in her green tear-soaked eyes was the sinister grin on Khurram's lips as he moved forward to prepare her...once again...
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Tanvi was almost close to a realization that she, as a human, was ceasing to exist as the irrevocable future was brewing in front of her, hardly a few inches from her face. She watched with terror-stricken eyes at the fluid motion of the old man with a heavy pinch of threat to her reality and the sheer weight of it's result hit with a force that her poor soul could not contain further. She cried...it was genuine...and with self-pity.
Khurram heard her soft sobs that still carried traces of her protest that still remained.
Tanvi wanted to do something, but before she could even surmise anything intelligent and even before she could react, she felt being lifted, from behind...once again!
It was exactly like how he did to her earlier!
Tanvi was hoisted up...higher than he did earlier.
"Khurramjiiiiiiii...pleeeeese...pleeess", she cried and begged in the lowest possible low voice. She was now lifted very much above the shrubs covering, completely exposed...and was turned directly facing Mehta's house...between her fluttering eyes and tears, she saw Mehta walking slowly back to his house entrance.
"That's what you get for lying, bitch! If you don't pee right now, then I will shout at Mehta, and then you don't want to guess what could happen. Now...finish your damn pee, slut!"
"I...I...it's not coming...please put me down...I beg you...Mehtaji...ooooh...he is stopping...he will see...he will see", she turned her head to Khurram's chin and grabbed his neck with all force that was left in her and tried to wiggle herself out from Khurram's iron hold on her waist.
"Slut! You need to do it right HERE, or else I call him NOW!!", Khurram turned his face to her and grudgingly replied.
Tanvi was in a place between life and death. Right in front of her, though a bit far, was another sex crazed older man with his back to her and on this end, she had her legs splooted wide and displayed in the most debauched way a woman could expose herself, and she was about to perform the most nefarious act that one could perform.
"Do it, Tanvi", Khurram's grunt acted as her trigger.
Her focus shifted. She needed that release badly...very badly. She increased the pressure on her underbelly.
Her only need was to get the damn pain from her kidneys to be removed, at any cost.
"Just...bloody...do it, slut!", his heavy growl went straight inside her head and forced the desperate pressure inside her belly to pump.
It started!
Tanvi's eyes were clenched to focus...she felt the insane relief of pumping her hot urine out of her!
"I think he is looking at you, slut", Khurram grunted into her ear, making her eyes open and making her pee freeze.
"Don't fucking stop, bitch. Look at Mehta and pee!!", he muttered in his angry tone.
Tanvi blinked her eyes to clear her tears. Finally, she saw Mehta in clear vision. He was about to climb up the few steps from his lawn to the veranda.
Her bladder opened and released what it was holding for a long while!
The transparent liquid pumped out with all it's force, again!
She looked at the arch...her urine jet was sprouting like a fountain...high up...higher than she could recall happening earlier...then it turned down to an arch...finally spluttering on the jogging path!
"I am not looking at Mehta, slut...you look at him closely, bitch", Khurram guffawed at her ear, again.
Tanvi tilted her face for less than a second and turned back to check Mehta. To her horror, Mehta was standing at his portico. He was about to turn back.
"He's...he's turning to us", she hissed with horror.
Khurram, instead of replying, thrusted his tongue into her ears, swallowing it whole inside and twirled his tongue onto her entire ear.
"Khurammjii...he's about to look at us...please put me dowwwn", Tanvi whimpered as the tickling of her ear deepened and she had nothing to balance, except holding her knees and clutching it against her torso and chest...making her ankles and feet go high as it could.
"Just tell me what he's doing", Khurram whispered into her ear.
She was glad that her urine pressure was decreasing and could see better.
Then!
"Ooouuh...nnnggg...aaahhh...nnooo", Tanvi bit her wrist hard to muffle her cry.
Khurram had moved one of his hands from holding her waist, and brought it down to her ass, placing it at her pussy's exact center, and thrusted his middle and index fingers into her splayed cunt...deep...as deep as his fingers could go inside!
He was fucking her pussy in the wide open area...giving a show to Mehta...a show to entire Complex...if only Mehta looked back!
Tanvi couldn't breathe...she couldn't focus...the vulgar noises of squishing and sloshing from her pussy spread around them.
Her eyes were focused on Mehta.
"Khurrramjii...he's looking here...at mee...pleeeeeeesee...sstoopppp", she tried to wiggle free. But the fingers and his wide palm kept her high...where she was...showing and exposing her everything to the entire world now...no more barriers to protect her chastity...done!
"Hmm..arggggh...aah", she moaned and noticed and hoped Mehta didn't see them...her...
Mehta remained looking at the darkness. He knew the old bastard was upto something but couldn’t put his finger in it.
The moment he thought he saw something more, he tried to focus his eyes...like he saw something in the darkened blanket!
Khurram, with one last swirl of his tongue inside her ear and another push of his fingers into her erupting pussy, lowered her...but not to the ground. He just kept her stationed...holding her up...where her face reached his neck level.
"Please...put me down", she begged again. The digits inside her pussy were not stopping...his fingers squished her soft walls inside out.
"Oooh-God...nnngghhh", shs grunted as he slowly lifted her and started walking back to her home.
Tanvi failed to register the rest as her head was in complete blur. The carnal thrill of exposure reeled inside her. She was sure that old Mehta had seen her. It wasn't that he saw her naked...the fact that how she was presented...in most vulgarity...in her most depraved state...peeing to wide open world...shamelessly urinating like a bitch dog who didn't care where she was...it killed her mind and brain and she didn't realized when she was on her bed...on her hands and knees...still with his fingers dug deep in her spread cunt...whimpering like a bitch...yes...she was one...a desperate bitch in heat...her eyes were closed shut...including her brain.
Her eyes fluttered open when she felt something touching her sensitive pussy that made her lift her head sideways and look behind. She saw the large silhouette of Khurram behind her hips. The image was blurred due to the tears in her eyes. She couldn't remember when she cried. The only thing she could remember happening was her lips clamping against the mouth he offered her, in a most suffocating yet pleasurable way that night.
His kiss! It was the only one she could remember.
But then, as Tanvi blinked her eyes open, she found herself standing inside her own bedroom. She was lost on how she ended up in the position that she was. She felt embarrassed...yes...but no shame...she wasn’t bothered how she presented her holes to the bad old man...it wasn't a concern anymore...she was worried about how she blacked out...again...the thought of her obnoxious display to Mehta made her wince with mortifying awkwardness.
"Remove your mask", she heard him asking and quickly pulled it out, allowing her to breathe a bit properly.
As she pulled the latex cover, Khurram reached and helped her out to remove the torn legging and in seconds, she stood completely naked from waist down. He ran his both hands through her naked ass-cheeks, giving both a good squeeze, making her yelping and wet at the same time. She felt guilty suddenly as such an action happened only with Sanjoth, it was her husband who removed her clothes like this. His fingers gripped the expanded waistband of her legging while lowering it down through her thighs, and finally out of her feet. She tried her best not to show how much aroused she already felt his actions made her forget her reality within seconds.
Once done to his satisfaction, Khurram stood back and looked at the half unclothed woman, her pussy glazing with her juices. Through her sides, Tanvi looked upto him, and wondered why he wasn't doing what he wanted...what she wanted!
Khurram was in fact mesmerised at the sight in front. The glowing fairness of the perfect female specimen, kneeled with anticipation written all over her face and body. The only light in her bedroom was from the moonlight that cascaded into it through the large windows. It made him feel like an euphoric erotic scene, as if he was seeing the young woman naked for the first time. Her body, naked except the sports bra on top, twitching and thrusting at him...with the need for his penis...his sex. She was his prize! And he was there to claim it! To make her his...his own slut!
Tanvi tilted her head further to take a good look at his shaft, and wondered once again how he could get this going on and on at his age. A whimper came out when she found him moving closer...she was about to slide it in!
Any moment!
She caught her breath!
"Aaaaah...mmmnnnffff", she moaned and hit her head harder to the soft bed as his girthy cock-head penetrated and eased it's way into her soft vaginal folds.
She moaned again, louder this time, the tone of protest!
He wasn't plunging inside! Khurram just stayed grinning at her misery. Only his penis-head was inserted in her.
"Tell me, slut. Tell me how much you want this...I want to hear it from your lips", he held his cock in one hand stopping it from going deep, and that stopped her from thrusting back to get more of it in her.
"I...I want it...I want...iittt", Tanvi replied with every bit of convincing in her voice. She meant it. She spread herself further...her lower back arched into a shape making her ass-cheeks widen to maximum...projecting her hairless asshole and half-opened pussy to gape more.
"Aaaarghhhh", she screeched loud as the magnitude of his oversized penis slid inside her hole.
"Hmmm...aaah...mmmm", she crooned as Lhurtam started with slow thrusts...she wanted it hard.
It was so vivid and different from their past encounters. Her petite body writhed and grinded against the old man's powerful hold. She tried to tilt her head sideways to see him fucking her. But, the way he pounded made it impossible to move anywhere. She hit her head hard on the bed and bit her lips to contain the pleasure she was receiving from the mad sex he was delivering to her torn pussy.
"Tell me...you want more? Yes...no?", he growled, slowing down against her wish.
“Mmmm...mmmm...goo...dd", she replied in broken voice and tried to thrust backwards to show her participation.
"I think you'd like it more if Mehta was here, don't you, slut?", he chuckled at her lost situation.
Tanvi didn't reply...she couldn't...hearing his words, he brain blazed ahead with the images...of Mehta and Khurram taking turns...together...fucking her in unison...separately...one after other...filling her pussy...filling her mouth...filling her bad hole...her body recoiled with horror and remained unable to reply with words.
"Tell me, slut. How does it feel?", his voice was menacingly frightening.
Tanvi couldn't reply with words. She nodded her head multiple times and wiggled her ass towards him with total defeat. Her state of mind was frustration mixed with embarrassment. The images of her body-fluids spurting off like a geyser towards Mehta clouded her responses. Along with it came the thought of Khurram and Mehta taking turnsnto fuck her. She felt her pussy tighten around Khurram's girth like a vice. She tried hard to picture something else, but the way she was exposed in the absolute most vulgarity made the words stop from spilling out of her lips.
"Khuu...rrraaamm...jiii...hmmm...mmmm", multiple moans with gaps came out instead.
Khurram pushed his hips into her with a sudden shove. Before giving her a second to breathe, he punished her cunt with multiple strokes, one after another, like a jackhammer, making her howl like an animal. The brutal pace pushed all her thoughts into nothingness...
"Is it good, Tanv? Is it soooo good?", Khurram mocked her with sarcasm.
“Aah...hmm...aaah...nnngggh...mmmm", Tanvi whimpered as within those magnificent moments of hard fuck, she felt her orgasm coming out..."Ooh! It's good...ood...soooo...go...ood...aaah", Tanvi screamed and cried as her nails dug into both ends of her soft bed, the very bed that she partnered with Sanjoth...the very bed that was supposed to be shared between husband and wife. And now, she was sharing it with someone else...a man who wasn't her husband...a man who was old enough to be her father...a man who was vile and bad who made a married young wife, a mother to break all her societal vows and holy bond of her marriage into shambles...only for sex...pure...animal sex!
"Aaah...oooh...hmm...nnfff", she cried and cried. Her hips met the old man's shoves with even more vigor that matched to surpass his pace. She was able to feel his thick head hitting the last defence inside her pussy and it's snake-veins punishing her sensitive vaginal walls.
"Cum, Tanvi...cum for me, cumm for a man who is not your husband, slut! CUMMM!", Khurram roared and shoved himself in an extreme frenzied pace into her...a real power fuck!
"Uunff...ummm...nnggmmm", Tanvi screamed as another orgasm powered through her pussy, making her freeze and unfreeze. Her nails dug deeper into the bed and her hips thrusted back as much as possible to get more of him. Every last bit of her nerves rushed with blood to contain the pleasure of her orgasmic release. She was so vocal, it never was with her husband. She couldn't find any clarity inside her mind as her orgasm slowly subsided but Khurram continued his fuck, not brutal, but he ensured to delivery the fulfilling presence of his engorged and pulsing shaft to fill her insides as a reminder...of who was responsible for that earth shattering cum release.
Then the entire room turned into a vocalized arena.
Tanvi hollered and moaned and screamed that challenged Khurram's loud grunts and groans. Her breasts dangled down and oscillated free as Khurram fucked her with his full force. Sweat ran like rivers from both their bodies.
"Thwaapp!"
"Oooouuuh...hmmm", Tanvi's head bolted up with a screaming protest when her ass stung with the pain from Khurram's slap.
"WHAAPP!!", Khurram landed another heavy blow on her reddened ass-cheek. She recoiled first, and pushed back, harder than before. Deep inside, she reeled with the manhandling the old man was delivering on her ass. She was desperate to feel the sharp pain of being slapped. It made her think how much she didn't know about sex, and how much her body ached for this to happen...how badly she wanted to be taken...
"Who made you feel like this before, slut? Did Mehta fucked you like this? Did that stupid Sanjoth slap you like this? Does he even know how to smack a slut? Did any other fucker made you CUMMM like how I did?", Khurram growled loudly between his grunts.
Tanvi couldn’t find words as it was literally impossible for her to even think straight between the super powered fuck the old man was driving into her pussy. "Uuuh...no...noo...noo one did...oooh...hmmm"
Khurram grinned and got ready for the real assault.
He moved up.
It was slow, deliberately slow.
He continued to move up, over her upturned ass, with both legs spread above her to both sides in a scooted position. As he repositioned himself, his cock also turned it's angle. Finally once he settled on top of her hips, her butt, she felt the enormous change it brought.
Khurram's placed his thing angled like an downward pointed arrow, facing straight at her vaginal-hole. His large scrotum and balls rested over her pussy, as if covering it from outside view. His legs were spread over her to both sides. And, finally, his hands...both his hands were on her upper shoulder and lower back, punishingly pushing her down into the bed...making her lower back arch against gravity allowing him absolute access!
"Fuck, yes! You are no longer his wife, you understand it, slut? You are my whore! MINE ALONE!!!", Khurram roared and pulled the entire length that was inside her till his mammoth sized head remained inside.
Tanvi wanted to reply. She hit his chest as hard as she could while the whole time she knew what was coming next!
"AARRGHH", he almost yelled with triumph as his hips came curshing down on her upturned ass-meat.
"OOOUHHHH", Tanvi screeched and her face hit the bed that muffled it. For a moment, she thought her vertibrae was breaking.
Khurram's cock tore back into her pussy, the angle of her wide-spread hips allowing maximum possible space for his cock...it went in...to reach a place that was not broken even with his length that entered her thus far...allowing him another inch that was left outside to penetrate her hole. His cock was smeared with her white colored froth, all through it's width and length.
"Aaah...ooh...Khu...rrram...jiiii", she moaned the vile old man's name like her long lost lover. Her body, without her brain registering, tried to tilt up to meet his raging penis...as if her sole purpose was to take him to her deepest place inside her cheating cunt. Khurram's hands gripped her sports bra, and in one shove, he ripped it away from her shoulders.
Naked!
Absolutely naked!! Fully unclothed to the man whom she hated like hell till few hours earlier!!!
Her deep reddish pink nipples acted like they were trying to call the old man's mouth for a duel!
A devilish thought came into her mind then...They were two bodies in heat, naked like they were just born! Both of them were married!! And, both were cheating on their marriages!!!
Without allowing her time to register, using his long arms, Khurram squeezed her soft breasts and pinched her nipples in one shot, making her scream again...this time, he was sure that her neighbour would've heard...for sure!
“Ooooo-Gaaawd", Tanvi's head hung and jolted up as Khurram's heavy ride went on and on behind her. The new position made her utterly helpless beneath his large body. She was desperate to breathe...but her pussy never wanted the assault to end!
With shame hitting her head like a hammer, she realized that her pussy was ready to spill another explosion!
Then!
"Whaaat...noo...NOO!", Tanvi shouted with all her anger. Khurram left her alone...her sweltering cunt was vacant!
He pulled his inserted tool away from her pussy and stood back...leaving her on her knees and elbows...her pussy gaping and clenching...as if it was missing it's vital and most important muscle!
"Damn! you are a total slut, Tanvi", Khurram chuckled and landed two hard slaps ln her upturned and reddened ass-cheeks, making her whimper and mewl. "Come here, Tanvi", he growled and lay next to her and pulled her on top of him. She felt like a paper doll in his arms. The moment she was on top, she kissed!
Tanvi's lips clamped against him with anger, frustration and need...he had left her hanging...not allowing her pussy to release. She wanted it...so badly...she kissed hard...her tongue went deep into his mouth...to knead his tonsils...even making him gag...yet, she wouldn't stop. She grinded her breasts against his vast and sweaty chest and torso. That body to body plastering gave her some comfort but not the real pleasure that she was desperate for. Tanvi groaned and whimpered as she deepened her kiss when she felt him holding her tight against her...lovers? Maybe...
She raised and rolled her hips to allow the steel shaft to be free between her widespread thighs. Once he got her silent permission, Khurram, using his large palms, took both her ass-cheeks inside his large palms, spread those two globules to maximum stretch, making croon into his mouth, then lifted her hips, up...up...till she felt the girth of his swollen cock-tip at her pussy lips...right at her love hole entrance!
For a moment, Tanvi felt drifting away from the extreme pleasure of her kiss, but instead, she tilted her head and looked below...she wanted to see it...to witness how the majestic cock was going to disappear inside her. Her knees folded, her arms stretched and with palms over his chest, she struggled, but finally lifted herself up fully to a half-squat.
She was ready! Ready to mount!!
Khurram gave a slight pull, downward!
A heavy gasp came out of her chest! A gluttral groan from him! A combined growl of pleasure from both at the same time!
Tanvi's eyes remained focused at their groin where his majestic girth and length disappeared inside her. Without her pubic hair, it was crystal clear to her vision. Her pinkish red pussy lips spread in a circle over his dark brown cock. Looking at it, she thought that it was someone else, not her own body. With contorted focus, she descended down, taking centimeter after centimeter of his girthy and veiny shaft into her soaked pussy.
She felt the stretch...that amazing burn...the familiar pain of getting expanded beyond her physical prowess.
Khurram heard the sound of her heavy inhale as he watched the young mother abandoning every bit of chastity and the last amount of pride, while trying to take him inside her...engulfing more and more of his throbbing tool in her. He pulled apart her already spread ass-cheeks even wider, making her wince and bit her lips, but her eyes remained locked at their co-jointed groin...she wanted to see it...witness it...capture her desteuction with her own eyes...to believe it...that she was fucking another man...convince herself that it was she who made that choice...her entire body muscles contorted with her taut belly becoming even tighter as the digit went inside her...tearing every single barrier of her married pussy.
“Ooooooh-Gaaaawd", Tanvi finally muttered another moan and her eyes clamped shut with her head falling down to her chest. The once proud woman was no more present. It was the slut that he created, the one who cared and strived only to quench the carnal thirst of her pussy remained...on top of his cock! Gasping as she took him inside...inch after inch...he heard his slut's sex-craved heaves and gasps...Tanvi whom he knew once was not the woman who was gyrating on his penis...it was his slut...his own slut!
Tanvi pressed down with all her might...one final downward thrust.
Done!
He was inside! Deep inside of her...
She made sure he was lodged...firm...into her cavernous hollow!!
Both of them, the odd couple, breathed hard and gasped with united moans.
Tanvi started moving her hips, slowly, pulling herself up, Khurram helping her by keeping her ass-cheeks spread, making her asshole gape and clench with every inch she pushed out. Then came back down, again taking the same inches back into her.
"Mmmmm...ooooh...mmmm", she groaned with the pleasure of being filled. Her face, neck, shoulders, arms, breasts, nipples, navel, tight, legs, ankles, her entire body perspired and got covered with sweat in no time...her face...beet red...her lips...bitten between her teeth...
"Tell me, slut. Will you spread your legs to anyone other than me?", Khurram punishingly started to bounce her up and down. His hands that held her stretched ass-cheeks made her asshole gape to an obscene oval size driving severe pain to her, but she responded like she was loving that pain.
"TELL ME!", his voice rose higher.
"Nnnghhh...no...nooo", her head shook to both sides in crazy speed as he pushed her down and up without allowing her to take even a clear breath. "I....I...won't...never"
"Will you fuck anyone I ask to? TELL ME!", he wouldn't stop and Tanvi wished if he would stop talking and just fuck her like a slut she was, like a whore taking the sex as it came, without a question.
"YESSS...I WILL...WHATEVER YOU ASK...WHOEVER YOU WANT ME TO...I WILL!!!", she grunted and lost her hand balance to fall on his chest. But he held her in place...Khurram was not going to let her have it so easy. She bucked her hips. She knew the race towards her orgasm was on. She could feel her breaths beginning to change. She knew was about to cum. She rode him fast. Harder. She felt his penis pulsing inside. She felt his bare cock...every bit of it...every single nerve that ran on his penis...it's thick head.
She needed her release...very badly.
"Oooh-God, I’m...I...I...”, her words broke and multiple moans followed with her belly jolting hard with spasms, her hips arched further inside his large palms, her hands came to rest on large chest again.
"Will you fuck anyone who I ask?? TELL ME, SLUT", he shouted at her to bring her back to earth.
Tanvi couldn't reply, instead she nodded by silently saying 'YES' and pushed herself back up and started to ride his cock..faster...deeper. Her hands moved towards his head as he opened his mouth and started to lick and suck her mouth. She gripped onto his head and held him like a lover. She missed that kiss, and she deepened it by rolling her tongue inside.
It wasn’t enough!
She knew it. She was his slut. She wanted to prove it.
Releasing herself from the deep, sensual kiss, she took a second to look into the old man's glazed eyes. Then, surprising him to core, her tongue darted out, carrying her saliva, she licked his chin, she licked one side of his entire face...all through from chin to eyes...then moved to other side...plastered his face with her spit...then, took another second to look at his surprised eyes, and moved up...to his bald head...licked...kissed...she smothered his entire hairless skull and face using her mouth and globes of saliva.
His whole face glistened with her spit...then she pulled back...and looked again...prying deep into his eyes...telling him silently that she was his slut...his whore...she would open her legs to whoever he ask her to...her heart leaped when she saw satisfaction on his eyes....she dived into his mouth again...crushing his mouth onto hers...twirling her tongue inside him, and snaking herself against his tongue. Her hair fell sideways covering his one side.
The moment it happened, Khurram left her ass, and took hold of both her hanging breasts into his hands. Brought them together, mashed both of her soft muscles into one pulp, and leaning forward gulped both her nipples together inside his mouth.
Tanvi howled and sobbed as her hips went up and down by itself. He crushed her breasts with his large palms and nibbled on her nipples, chewed her breasts, sucked into his mouth's vacuum...she went wobbling up and down, unable to contain the extremities that the old man took from her!
“I...I want to cummmm", she finally cursed to let out and let him know what she wanted. His thick and heavy cock that split her in two along his mouth on her lips were way too much for her to handle. She sensed that the walls of her pussy were about to crumble and release the most thunderous orgasm that she had till that moment...she prepared herself to be ready...and her hips moved up and down on him, even after he slowed his push and pull...she was about to burst any moment!
"Shit!", Khurram was shocked beyond words by witnessing the change that happened to the woman he drove into his sexual depravities. He didn't expect it to happen...but it did!
“Cum for me, bitch. Fucking cum for me!", Khurram grunted back at her.
“Aaaaaaah...Khurramjeeee", Tanvi screamed as her orgasm rippled through her body. Through her clenched lips she shouted. “Give me..Khurramjiii...Give your cum to your slut...I want to feel it inside me...oooouh...mmmnnnnfff”
Tanvi didn't want another order. Her hips flew up and down while Khurram remained stationed...enthralled at the vigor...at her need...it was at that very moment he felt his balls tightening. He was about to be released as well!
"Bitch, I am going to cum...I will put my seed inside you, slut, aaaarrrghh", Khurram roared.
"Me toooo...cum for me...Khurramjeeee...cummmm...Oh-Gaaaawwwd", she hollered as her tunnel finally broke!
Khurram roared again, matching her pace, he roughly gripped handfuls of her ass-cheeks once again, and drove his cock as deep as it would reach inside her.
Tanvi's vision went blank and black.
Khurram's eyes rolled up into his skull.
She felt the hard twitch inside her cunt. She recognized what it was. He was also cumming...with her..they were erupting their carnal fluids together. As her mind reeled in that one thought, she felt the next twitch...followed immediately with a filling...hot...heavy...filling of his liquid.
He groaned loudly as her cunt muscle caught his cock into a tight grip that he thought she was about to break his cock. Her hot liquid came forth...mixing with his heavy cum...
Torrents of their combined cum plastered her insides, filling her cunt to it's maximum capacity while her pussy milked him with every twitch. She felt her pussy getting loaded and occluded with Khurram's semen. Smothering and reaching everywhere...not leaving any gap inside her unfilled.
Both of their upper bodies were pressed and crushed against each other to a time that felt like eternity for Tanvi. But her hips moved again...and again...squeezing the last drop that his scrotum could produce.
The two frenzied naked humans started to slow down on each other's attack. They heard their labored breaths. Their heaves...her whimpers. Their faces clamped onto each other. Her eyes were closed as her heaves started to slow a bit.
Khurram turned his face to her side, and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. "You are mine, now...you heard me?...all mine"
Tanvi just accepted his kiss and words. There was nothing left in her head and body to respond back...She was exhausted beyond the last level of hell!
With a deep groan of satisfaction, Tanvi dismounted from Khurram's cock and turned away from him in a foetal position.
Khurram laid next to her, thoroughly satisfied. He got what he wanted...the previous night was a start...but this...he made sure the woman of his dreams became his own slut...she was ready...prepared...to perform every depraved wishes and plans that he held.
Tanvi moaned in her sleep as she felt his heavy cum slipping and escaping from her spent pussy down her thigh as globs of his thick cum smothered the bed below.
"Tanvi! Tanvi...wake up", she heard Khurram calling her to wake up like previous morning. In her half-dazed head, Tanvi wasn't able to figure out who was calling her. Her entire body felt torn and painful.
"Tanvi!", Khurram's hard voice made her jump from the bed.
But then, as she blinked her eyes open, the bed was filled by the large man sleeping beside her..."He is still sleeping"...it was her head playing games with her.
A second later, she was standing next to her bed, next to a fully naked Khurram, with the same cock that took her to the moon and back, standing erect, in all it's majestic naked glory.
The only cloth she found to cover herself was the baggy sleeveless tee-shirt of the old man. She wore it in a frenzied mode to cover up.
But then, she felt shy all of a sudden, she couldn't figure out why. It was like, the morning after she consummated her marriage with Sanjoth...unable to meet the man's eyes.
Tanvi stopped when she saw the two large feet of Khurram spread wide, filling her entire bed. There was no need to check what came next...she knew...and her eyes moved up through his muscular calves...powerful looking thighs...
Then!
Her eyes closed in over the thing that stood erect, deep brown, and pulsing itself above the spread sac of his large ballsac.
Khurram had his eyes open and focused on her. A shiver ran up from her spine making her shy for uncountable and unintelligible reasons.
"I love seeing you in my tee-shirt, Tanvi. It suits you much better than Safiya!", he gave a snort that made her a bit angry thinkin why this old man was thinking of his wife when she was with him.
"Now, time to finish what you started", Khurram growled with a menacing laugh and a nod at her.
Tanvi acknowledged that nod from the old man.. With soft steps, she moved forward till she was on her elbow and knees on her bed, between his wide-spread legs, inches close to the thing...the heavy odour of their mixed combination hit her nose, and in no time, her normalcy left...she was there...only for purpose...to serve him!
She threw her hair back, and lowered her face to the throbbing shaft, she inhaled the smell of their combined sex from it. Her tongue darted out, and pensively touched it with her tip. It intoxicated her more than last night's drink. Suddenly, she wanted to jump over him and start humping to feel that oversized penis to sink inside her hollering pussy, but when she felt one of his hands on her head, she couldn’t initiate sex at that moment. His lips parted, mouth widened, throat enlarged, and slowly, but with full focus, took him inside, at one shot, she took more than his bulbous head, she was already used to it's size by now. His penis-head and a few inches of his girth went inside her as started sucking him...not vigorously...more like she was in love with that tool!
Khurram relaxed, more like he just lay passively looking at the gorgeous mother in a completely different viewpoint with her lips stretched and mouth full of his girth.
"Hmm...good job, slut. You are a good student", he grunted as his hand holding her head moved back and placed it behind his head, allowing him to get a clear and close-up view of her oral performance.
Tanvi removed herself from this hard penis for a moment, but kept her tongue placed behind it's mushroom head, flicking it slowly, up and down, ensuring her saliva was coated everywhere that she sucked.
"Suck it, bitch", he grunted.
"I am not a bitch, you bad old man", as her words came out, both Tanvi and Khurram were surprised at once. Her tone wasn't angry, it was more playful, as if she liked him calling her bitch, and wished for more.
"Shit! Who the fuck you think you are talking to, slut? I own you...do you remember what you shouted to the whole world? You are MY bitch! So, suck it like a bitch, Tanvi", Khurram's abusive words had an immediate effect on the torn woman.
Her hands came up to hold his digit. Starting at his base, she pulled it's foreskin down, as he was circumcised, there wasn't much, but she still tried. While she pulled down, her head moved up and gulped back the cock inside once again. Her slow methodology was no longer applied. Her head bobbed up and down rapidly along with her hands aligned to ensure she was doing it right.
Khurram pushed her mouth back on his shaft not wanting to remove the pleasure of her oral.
"Right there...mmm...yah...use that sloppy-tongue, bitch"
She did it, immediately. Her tongue slid past the tightly stretched lips on his girth, and slid down on his length...just like he asked her to. She wasn’t sure if it was her being enthusiastic, or if it was her being his slut made her suck him with such abandon. She had no inclination to do such a depraved thing till it started the previous evening but then, everything that happened afterwards forced her to relate with the real 'slut' that was dormant deep in her.
"Fuck, you do this better than anyone did to me, bitch...even Safiya couldn’t suck me like this...good job, my bitch", Khurram grunted with his eyes closed and teased her.
Tanvi left a deep gasp and sucked with more tenderness, rather than making it faster...her head reeled with pleasure when she got a compliment...though it was a comparison, she felt amazing to be his 'best' bitch ever. As the title she took to her heart!
"Why don't you do what you really want to, Tanvi?", he groaned at her, indirectly asking her to fuck him...again.
She groaned back at him with her green eyes...a look that made him feel that she was silently asking to do it to her. In her head, all that Tanvi wanted to do was jump on top of him and get the majestic tool back into her cheating pussy, once again...but she also wanted to taste him...again...
At the end, her taste-buds won. Her head moved to a feverish pace...sucking...pulling...coating...dripping...a predatory spark replaced her tears along with a jolt on her body, she felt secretly thrilled at sucking another man who was better suited to her needs...her carnal wishes...
The odd couple exchanged a knowing glance at each other as she continued to suck and unsuck with her mouth. Tanvi slurped and stroked his massive cock again and again...back and forth...
"Aaarghhhh", Khurram roared suddenly and held her head on his cock...hard.
First twitch!
Next second, her mouth was filled with hot semen!
Tanvi gulped in and drank the load like she was possessed.
Without breaking a second, she pumped his shaft furiously and down and got another twitch...another torrent...this time, she craned her neck as high as she could and placed his penis-head right at her throat entrance...she gulped the thick spunk of the old man like a loyal lover.
Khurram released his hold on her head and relaxed, she did the rest. His cock flexed with every jolt, and she sucked and gulped...drinking his cum like her life depended on the liquid that filled her. Almost two minutes later, she felt the last of his drop pumping out.
Yet, she continued sucking. She rolled her tongue all over his bloated and swollen head, licked it's pee-slit to bring out the final remnants that it carried. Once done, she pulled his cock out...and just before releasing it, she went down on the soft tool, once again... a groan of satisfaction came from her when she realized that finally, she was able to suck his entire length inside her...her nose hit his pubic bone...she kept her mouth plastered on his cock for few seconds, and then pulled out with a moan...content!
"Finally! A damn good job, bitch. Now, this is what I call a 'good' job", Khurram said in a lazy voice. Tanvi was lying on his left thigh, with his softening cock next to her face. She rolled her eyes and smiled back with a shy smile. Then she slowly pulled to stand at his feet and paused before deciding what next.
"Right. I am leaving. Be at the gym later...sharp! And Tanvi, wear the black one", with another grunt, he walked out...naked...she couldn't believe he did it. Though his apartment was upstairs, still, if someone saw him walking naked from her home, it would be a disaster.
She ran behind him, but Khurram was already outside and in the small corridor, naked, with no care to the world, his gait clearly conveying like he was a real winner!
Once he left, Tanvi tried to collect herself.
She was still wearing Khurram's top and a large portion of her breasts were jutting outside from both sides of the sleeveless tee-shirt.
She was about to start cleaning up the mess she and her new dirty lover when she heard the familiar cycle-bell ringing from outside.
Dattu!
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