31-07-2026, 11:09 AM
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Rakesh sat upright on the edge of the cot, bare feet flat on the freezing floorboards. The thick timber walls still muffled most of the noise, but what leaked through was no longer ambiguous.
Not loud enough to be clear words. Not faint enough to dismiss. The old wooden cot on the other side kept creaking in a slow, steady rhythm that matched the moans.
He knew.His wife was being taken.
Rakesh’s hands gripped the edge of the mattress so hard his knuckles ached. Every muffled rise of her voice sent another wave of nausea through him. He wanted to shove his face into the rough pillow and hold it there until the sounds stopped, until the shame stopped burning through his chest. Instead he just sat there, eyes open in the dark, listening to every soft, helpless sound while his own breathing stayed shallow and broken.
Inside the master bedroom the air was still thick with the leftover heat of their earlier kissing and the wet, marked state of Monica’s naked breasts.
Ustad sat up slowly on the narrow cot, a wicked, satisfied smile already forming on his face. Monica lay half-propped against the thin pillow, her heavy tits still glistening faintly with spit and carrying the clear red impressions of his teeth and stubble.
She looked at him, still breathing a little hard, and gave a low, sassy laugh that didn’t quite hide the heat still simmering under her skin.
“Ustad Miyan Stop laughing … we should sleep now..Its late ….”
Ustad’s eyes dropped deliberately to her marked Breasts. “Are you really sleepy ? Look at you once. Those nipples are still so hard ...”
Monica shifted…..The cot creaked under her. “Don’t get too comfortable. I’m still deciding whether to let you keep looking… ”
Monica tried to reach out for her top, Ustad fiercely kicked it with his legs , the top flung further away at the corner .
"Ustad Please give back my top, I can’t sleep all naked throughout the night!!”
Ustad laughed and pushed her crumpled top even further away, disposing it off like a piece of discarded item.
Ustad’s gaze stayed on her for a long moment, measuring the challenge in her eyes. Then he reached down without hurry and began unfastening the front of his trousers. The sound of the zipper sliding open was loud in the quiet room — a slow, deliberate zzzip that made Monica’s breath catch and her eyes drop.
Her earlier teasing confidence flickered
“Ustad—no… not that, please—”
He didn’t answer. He simply hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear and pushed everything down in one smooth motion.
His cock sprang free — thick, heavy, and already fully hard. It rose against his lower stomach with a weight that made the air in the small room suddenly feel tighter. The dark shaft was thick enough that Monica’s eyes locked onto the girth first. Veins stood out along the length like ropes. The head was swollen, shiny with precum, and looked almost too big to be real. It hung there, heavy and demanding, the kind of size that made her mouth go dry even as a dirty heat pulsed between her legs.
Monica stared, her mouth slightly open.
“What… what the fuck are you doing?” she said, voice low and charged. “Ustad… I—I’m not… not ready for that yet”
She swallowed hard, eyes still fixed on the thick length of him. Her husband had never been built like that. None of her ex boyfriend before him also would not beat Ustad for sure. The sheer girth of Ustad’s cock was hard to believe honesty even for a woman like Monica who had her fair share of flings and relationship before marriage.
"Wear your pants back,” she said, sharper this time. “Ustad, put that thing away. I’m serious. You can’t just pull that out like it’s nothing.”
Ustad only laughed. He wrapped one large hand around the base of his snake and gave himself a slow, deliberate stroke, making the heavy cock bounce once.
A bead of precum stretched and broke.
“Take a proper look at this,” he said. “I don’t even know how I kept it trapped inside my pants all day while you were walking around in that tight blouse, teasing everyone like a little slut.”
Monica shook her head, still staring, but a reluctant, wicked smile tugged at her swollen lips. “I’m not doing anything with that, Ustad. I’m exhausted. Really. Put it back please….”
Ustad shifted on the cot so the full length of his erection was on clear, arrogant display between them. The head glistened. The weight of it was obvious even in the dark. He gave it another slow stroke, letting her watch.
“You’ll enjoy this,” he said quietly, almost gently, but the dominance underneath was pure filth. “Look at how hard you made it. Now stop pretending you’re not wet looking at it.”
Monica’s gaze stayed locked on the heavy, veined shaft. A small, almost angry sound left her throat
“God… the size of you…” she muttered, still not looking away. “That’s not normal. What are you really ? Some fucking primitive medieval age animal ? Wear your pants, Ustad. I’m telling you I’m tired and little mad at you also!!! Don’t force me into doing something I am not ready yet”
Ustad only smiled wider, keeping the thick cock fully on show in the dim light of the sealed room. He didn’t move closer yet. He simply let her look — Monica’s eyes still hadn’t left his cock even while her mouth kept fighting.
Outside, Rakesh still sat frozen on the edge of his cot, listening to the sudden silence that had fallen!
Ustad shifted closer on the narrow cot. The thick, heavy length of his cock brushed lightly against Monica’s arm as he moved. Now he was inches away from Monica’s eyes and face. Monica’s eyes snapped up to his face.
“Ustad I dare you.. please don’t come near to me…”
Ustad came dangerously close. Monica was now shocked to see the raging erection he had got. She knew Rakesh would not have anything close to that even if put on multiple Viagra’s..
“Ustad…Please…What is this ? Wear your pants back and give me my top,” she said. “I’m serious. You’ve already treated my tits like a free buffet. That’s more than enough charity for one night.”
Ustad did not flinch.He only moved closer still, until the dark, swollen head of his cock rested right on her collarbone!
“You’re still looking at it,” he said quietly.
Monica let out a short, sharp breath and wrinkled her nose with exaggerated disgust
“Of course I’m looking. . ITS FUCKING HUGE and right in front of my eyes….”
“yea so open your mouth and taste it” Ustad voice was cold and ruthless…
Monica blurted out “ Are you crazy ? You wanna put this inside my mouth ? Do you know how much that thing stinks? When did you last wash your underwear….. last year? . How can you even think I’m going to put that in my mouth?”
Ustad’s low laugh filled the small room. He gave the thick shaft a slow stroke, bringing the head even closer to her. “It’s clean enough. You’ve already had my spit all over your tongue tonight. This is just the next step.”
Monica raised an eyebrow with pure biting sarcasm
“Oh, wonderful. Your spit was the warm-up act and now I’m supposed to upgrade to the main course …. I’m not some desperate girl who opens her mouth the second a man waves his cock around. Put it away before I shove you off”
Ustad’s voice stayed calm, but that cold menacing vibe made him such a dangerous man. He did not rush!
“You’ve been staring at it for a while now, Monica. Your nipples got harder the second it came out. Every time I stroke it you stop breathing for a second. You’re not disgusted. You’re deciding how long you can keep up the act….Good take your time sweetie… tell me when you are ready ” Ustad spoke with commanding authority and that cold blooded menace which can send chill to anyone’s spine!
Monica shook her head… “I’m deciding whether to kick you off this bed and make you sleep with the centipedes . Your thing is ridiculous. Look at the girth. My jaw will lock and I’ll sue you for medical expenses. And the smell… God, Ustad pathetic!!!”
“Yet I bet your panties are dripping wet sweetie, I am loving what a great drama you are putting up ….”
Ustad shifted even closer. The swollen head now rested against the soft underside of her left breast, leaving a faint wet trail of precum on her skin.
“Okay sweetie ! Let’s play some deal ? Let me set some rules... Only the head. Only for a short while. You can stop the second you want. But we both know you’re curious how something this thick will feel stretching your mouth… ”
Monica stared at the heavy cock. A long silence stretched. Her breathing had gone shallow.
"You’re such a complete bastard… Saale….” she muttered
. “Using the ‘you made me this hard’ card on the love of the life of your best friend….. You men are all same ….Have you no shame left at all, or did you leave it in Delhi?”
Monica’s tongue briefly touched her lower lip. She looked up at him, eyes dark and still full of challenge.
“Ok” Monica looked up “ This would be a little dirty secret between us if I eventually do this”
“ Yes, sweetie…secret !!!! now.. open your mouth..?”
“Wait Ustad …If I do this — and I’m still not saying I will — it’s only the head. And only for a short while. The second I say stop, you stop. No forcing, no holding my head down, Clear? Or do I need to write it down for you?”
Ustad’s smile was slow and filthy. “Now Start …”
Monica still hesitated, staring at the thick cock like it was both a personal insult and a dare.
“I can’t believe I’m even considering this,” she muttered. “You’re a complete animal”
Monica looked across to the wall towards Rakesh’s room. “Sorry Rakesh ,I don’t think your best friend will leave me without this tonight , just forgive me” She made a playful gesture …
Then, after another long beat, she shifted on the narrow mattress, still completely topless, She leaned forward just enough. Ustad did not thrust. He simply held the thick cock steady and waited.
She opened her mouth.
The first contact was slow and deliberate. The swollen head pressed against her soft lips. Monica’s tongue touched the underside….. The strong, musky taste of him flooded her mouth — exactly as strong as the smell had promised. She made a small, involuntary sound of disgust mixed with something darker, then pulled back just enough to speak.
"Fuck…Yuckkkkkk…… it tastes exactly like it smells,” she whispered
“Shut up and suck it properly “ Ustad barked ..
Then she took him again quietly
The thick head filled her mouth completely. Her lips stretched around the girth. She sucked slowly, carefully, cheeks hollowing as she adjusted to both the size and the dirty salty taste. Saliva immediately began to gather and spill from the corners of her mouth.
Ustad stayed still for the first long moments, letting her set the pace. Then he began to move — slow, shallow thrusts that pushed the thick head deeper against her tongue and the soft palate of her mouth. Each time he withdrew, a wet, filthy slurp filled the small room. Spit strings stretched from her lips to the shiny head.
Monica’s hands came up and braced against his strong thighs. She did not pull away. Instead she took him deeper on the next stroke, the thick shaft sliding over her tongue until the head nudged the back of her throat. She gagged softly, eyes watering, but recovered and sucked harder, and then ever harder and more intently!
Ustad’s breathing grew heavier.
“Fuck… look at you,” he murmured
. “My best friend’s wife is such an expert …Woow…....”
Monica moaned around the thick length, the vibration making Ustad’s hips twitch. She pulled back just enough to breathe, a long string of spit connecting her swollen lips to the glistening head of Ustad’s massive cock.
Ustad then violently gripped Monica’s hair and started fucking her mouth properly. Deep, hard strokes. The thick head kept hitting the back of her throat. Monica gagged, eyes watering, but she didn’t pull away. She sucked harder instead, trying to keep up even as spit ran down her chin and onto her naked breasts.
The wet sounds filled the room. The cot creaked under them.
Ustad looked down at her, breathing harder.
“Fuck… you’re taking it better than I thought,” he said between thrusts
“Rakesh get this from you?”
Monica tried to answer around him. The words came out wet and broken. Ustad pulled back just enough to let her speak.
“Not like this,” she gasped. “Never this rough. I know you are being a bastard on purpose….”
“Maybe.” He pushed back in, even harder this time, watching her lips choke. “You keep going even when you choke. That says a lot.” He held himself there for a second, then pulled out again. “Your boss ever get this?”
Monica’s eyes flashed.
“Fuck No … Ustad ..what kind of question is that ?” She barely got the words out before he slid back in.
"Because you’re soo… good,” he said simply. “The way you use your tongue when you pull off… you don’t stop even when your eyes water. Either someone taught you or you like it more than you say.” He thrust deeper, then pulled back again so she could hear him clearly. “You should blow the entire floor at your office. Start with your boss and work your way down. Half those men already think about these lips.”
Monica pulled off hard, spit running down her chin. Her voice came out sharp and hoarse, yet playful …
“Saale madarchod… I’ll kill you. I’m not some office whore for you to imagine. Keep my profession out of your filthy mouth.”
Ustad only laughed and pushed back between her lips before she could say more.
“Okay Relax… don’t get angry … you are doing an awesome job……. but your boss must be fantasizing a blowjob from you every time he sees you……”
Ustad pushed her onto her back and swung a leg over so he was above her face. His cock hung over her mouth, dripping. “Open wider. I want to feel your throat fully”
Monica’s eyes went wide at the new angle. She gagged hard when he went deeper. Her hands pushed at his thighs, but he held her head steady.
“Ustad—wait—”
“You can still talk,” he said, thrusting in shorter strokes. “Means you can still take more.” He pulled out just enough for her to breathe. “Tell me to stop if you mean it. Otherwise stop acting like I’m forcing you.”
Monica’s voice came out rough and angry, but the heat was clear.
“You’re such an asshole. I should bite you.”
“But you won’t.” He pushed back in. “Because part of you wants to see how far you can go.” He fucked her mouth from above now — slower but deeper, grinding against the back of her throat ..This new angle had depravity written all over it.
Ustad held Monica on the edge of the cot and sat tightly over her mouth. With his entire brute force, he thrust his big black dirty monster cock inside her soft sexy mouth. He pinned her down with his hips and continued mouth fucking her with so much force the cot violently creaked and shook. Monica could not breathe but still kept on sucking his cock as Ustad reached her throat with every deep thrust…Monica was feeling nauseated with the smell of his big black cock and the thick bush of his pubic hair… her entire soft mouth not only had the Ustad’s dirty monster cock inside her but also his dirty pubic hair as well ….
Spit ran down Monica’ cheeks into her hair. Monica gasped and moaned , almost tears coming out due to Ustad’s raw violent thrust…
Slrup…slrup..slurp ..slurp …the sucking sound loudly echoed inside the dark stone walls making it sound even more filthy and carnal!!
“Look at your face Monica. Rakesh would lose it if he saw you like this.”
Monica made a muffled sound around him. She still moaned uncontrollable gasping for hair…..When he pulled back she was panting for air, eyes wet.
“Don’t talk about him right now Ustad,” she managed. “Just… don’t.”
Ustad wiped spit from her cheek with his thumb and pushed it back between her lips. Again. This time even harder.
“Why not?” He slid back into her mouth and kept going, watching her face. “You’re doing well. Keep your tongue like that… yeah… like that …What an absolute slutty wife you are Monica… ,.' ..where did you learn this from ? “
Monica’s hands had stopped pushing. They rested on his thighs now, gripping. She felt like puking every time he went deep, but she kept taking him. She was now lost in the most absolute pleasure a woman can think of. She could not believe how thick and huge Ustad was actually… His cock had actually owned her mouth today and was brutally fucking her mouth now… Monica was dripping wet by now , her panties soaked beyond imagination….
Ustad’s aggression began to reach climax..You have to give the man…Not many men would last if they get to see a married hottie like Monica’s huge naked tits right in front of him….But Ustad was built different …His thrusts got longer and harder and faster, one last time….
“I’m close,” he said, voice tight. “You swallowing, or should I finish on your tits?”
Monica couldn’t answer with words. She only moaned around him, the sound broken and wet. That was enough.
He pushed deep and came.
Thick cum flooded her mouth. Monica swallowed hard, but some still spilled from the corners of her lips and ran down her chin. Ustad pulled back just enough to let the last few spurts land across her breasts, mixing with the spit already there.
Monica lay gasping, lips shiny, eyes glassy. She swallowed what was left, then wiped her mouth with a shaky hand.
Ustad sat back, still breathing hard.
Monica’s voice was completely hoarse, but the edge was still there.
“You absolute animal. Madarchod …Yuckkkkkkk…Saale….….. How dare you cum inside my mouth …yuuuuckiiiiiiii…..chiii …. I had to swallow that shit!!!”
Ustad gave a low, satisfied laugh.
“How does it taste…? Look your tits are also smeared”
“ shut up …and pass me something I can use to clean myself , I will have to clean this mess quickly or else I will throw up…”
Ustad got up , his cock still semi erect and he gave her the crumpled Top she was wearing a while ago…
“ Fuck .Fuck..I can’t believe I actually gave you that long blowjob !!” Monica shook her head with a playful disgust …
“ Sweetie…. You were the one who was not stopping “ Ustad said while Monica was trying to wipe off the cum from her tits!!
“ you can flatter yourself as much as you want … Bastard… how dare you made me swallow so much cum …chi..I am so done with you…” Monica smiled playfully…
Ustad came closer and smooched Monica hard , Monica responded with another round of deep intimate smooch ..This was was gentle and intimate and showed how fond they were of each other!!!
“Ustad Miyan.. now wear back your pants and let’s sleep… I m really very exhausted “
Outside the thick walls, Rakesh sat motionless in the dark, listening to the sudden silence that had fallen after the long, wet sounds finally stopped..
Not loud enough to be clear words. Not faint enough to dismiss. The old wooden cot on the other side kept creaking in a slow, steady rhythm that matched the moans.
He knew.His wife was being taken.
Rakesh’s hands gripped the edge of the mattress so hard his knuckles ached. Every muffled rise of her voice sent another wave of nausea through him. He wanted to shove his face into the rough pillow and hold it there until the sounds stopped, until the shame stopped burning through his chest. Instead he just sat there, eyes open in the dark, listening to every soft, helpless sound while his own breathing stayed shallow and broken.
Inside the master bedroom the air was still thick with the leftover heat of their earlier kissing and the wet, marked state of Monica’s naked breasts.
Ustad sat up slowly on the narrow cot, a wicked, satisfied smile already forming on his face. Monica lay half-propped against the thin pillow, her heavy tits still glistening faintly with spit and carrying the clear red impressions of his teeth and stubble.
She looked at him, still breathing a little hard, and gave a low, sassy laugh that didn’t quite hide the heat still simmering under her skin.
“Ustad Miyan Stop laughing … we should sleep now..Its late ….”
Ustad’s eyes dropped deliberately to her marked Breasts. “Are you really sleepy ? Look at you once. Those nipples are still so hard ...”
Monica shifted…..The cot creaked under her. “Don’t get too comfortable. I’m still deciding whether to let you keep looking… ”
Monica tried to reach out for her top, Ustad fiercely kicked it with his legs , the top flung further away at the corner .
"Ustad Please give back my top, I can’t sleep all naked throughout the night!!”
Ustad laughed and pushed her crumpled top even further away, disposing it off like a piece of discarded item.
Ustad’s gaze stayed on her for a long moment, measuring the challenge in her eyes. Then he reached down without hurry and began unfastening the front of his trousers. The sound of the zipper sliding open was loud in the quiet room — a slow, deliberate zzzip that made Monica’s breath catch and her eyes drop.
Her earlier teasing confidence flickered
“Ustad—no… not that, please—”
He didn’t answer. He simply hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear and pushed everything down in one smooth motion.
His cock sprang free — thick, heavy, and already fully hard. It rose against his lower stomach with a weight that made the air in the small room suddenly feel tighter. The dark shaft was thick enough that Monica’s eyes locked onto the girth first. Veins stood out along the length like ropes. The head was swollen, shiny with precum, and looked almost too big to be real. It hung there, heavy and demanding, the kind of size that made her mouth go dry even as a dirty heat pulsed between her legs.
Monica stared, her mouth slightly open.
“What… what the fuck are you doing?” she said, voice low and charged. “Ustad… I—I’m not… not ready for that yet”
She swallowed hard, eyes still fixed on the thick length of him. Her husband had never been built like that. None of her ex boyfriend before him also would not beat Ustad for sure. The sheer girth of Ustad’s cock was hard to believe honesty even for a woman like Monica who had her fair share of flings and relationship before marriage.
"Wear your pants back,” she said, sharper this time. “Ustad, put that thing away. I’m serious. You can’t just pull that out like it’s nothing.”
Ustad only laughed. He wrapped one large hand around the base of his snake and gave himself a slow, deliberate stroke, making the heavy cock bounce once.
A bead of precum stretched and broke.
“Take a proper look at this,” he said. “I don’t even know how I kept it trapped inside my pants all day while you were walking around in that tight blouse, teasing everyone like a little slut.”
Monica shook her head, still staring, but a reluctant, wicked smile tugged at her swollen lips. “I’m not doing anything with that, Ustad. I’m exhausted. Really. Put it back please….”
Ustad shifted on the cot so the full length of his erection was on clear, arrogant display between them. The head glistened. The weight of it was obvious even in the dark. He gave it another slow stroke, letting her watch.
“You’ll enjoy this,” he said quietly, almost gently, but the dominance underneath was pure filth. “Look at how hard you made it. Now stop pretending you’re not wet looking at it.”
Monica’s gaze stayed locked on the heavy, veined shaft. A small, almost angry sound left her throat
“God… the size of you…” she muttered, still not looking away. “That’s not normal. What are you really ? Some fucking primitive medieval age animal ? Wear your pants, Ustad. I’m telling you I’m tired and little mad at you also!!! Don’t force me into doing something I am not ready yet”
Ustad only smiled wider, keeping the thick cock fully on show in the dim light of the sealed room. He didn’t move closer yet. He simply let her look — Monica’s eyes still hadn’t left his cock even while her mouth kept fighting.
Outside, Rakesh still sat frozen on the edge of his cot, listening to the sudden silence that had fallen!
Ustad shifted closer on the narrow cot. The thick, heavy length of his cock brushed lightly against Monica’s arm as he moved. Now he was inches away from Monica’s eyes and face. Monica’s eyes snapped up to his face.
“Ustad I dare you.. please don’t come near to me…”
Ustad came dangerously close. Monica was now shocked to see the raging erection he had got. She knew Rakesh would not have anything close to that even if put on multiple Viagra’s..
“Ustad…Please…What is this ? Wear your pants back and give me my top,” she said. “I’m serious. You’ve already treated my tits like a free buffet. That’s more than enough charity for one night.”
Ustad did not flinch.He only moved closer still, until the dark, swollen head of his cock rested right on her collarbone!
“You’re still looking at it,” he said quietly.
Monica let out a short, sharp breath and wrinkled her nose with exaggerated disgust
“Of course I’m looking. . ITS FUCKING HUGE and right in front of my eyes….”
“yea so open your mouth and taste it” Ustad voice was cold and ruthless…
Monica blurted out “ Are you crazy ? You wanna put this inside my mouth ? Do you know how much that thing stinks? When did you last wash your underwear….. last year? . How can you even think I’m going to put that in my mouth?”
Ustad’s low laugh filled the small room. He gave the thick shaft a slow stroke, bringing the head even closer to her. “It’s clean enough. You’ve already had my spit all over your tongue tonight. This is just the next step.”
Monica raised an eyebrow with pure biting sarcasm
“Oh, wonderful. Your spit was the warm-up act and now I’m supposed to upgrade to the main course …. I’m not some desperate girl who opens her mouth the second a man waves his cock around. Put it away before I shove you off”
Ustad’s voice stayed calm, but that cold menacing vibe made him such a dangerous man. He did not rush!
“You’ve been staring at it for a while now, Monica. Your nipples got harder the second it came out. Every time I stroke it you stop breathing for a second. You’re not disgusted. You’re deciding how long you can keep up the act….Good take your time sweetie… tell me when you are ready ” Ustad spoke with commanding authority and that cold blooded menace which can send chill to anyone’s spine!
Monica shook her head… “I’m deciding whether to kick you off this bed and make you sleep with the centipedes . Your thing is ridiculous. Look at the girth. My jaw will lock and I’ll sue you for medical expenses. And the smell… God, Ustad pathetic!!!”
“Yet I bet your panties are dripping wet sweetie, I am loving what a great drama you are putting up ….”
Ustad shifted even closer. The swollen head now rested against the soft underside of her left breast, leaving a faint wet trail of precum on her skin.
“Okay sweetie ! Let’s play some deal ? Let me set some rules... Only the head. Only for a short while. You can stop the second you want. But we both know you’re curious how something this thick will feel stretching your mouth… ”
Monica stared at the heavy cock. A long silence stretched. Her breathing had gone shallow.
"You’re such a complete bastard… Saale….” she muttered
. “Using the ‘you made me this hard’ card on the love of the life of your best friend….. You men are all same ….Have you no shame left at all, or did you leave it in Delhi?”
Monica’s tongue briefly touched her lower lip. She looked up at him, eyes dark and still full of challenge.
“Ok” Monica looked up “ This would be a little dirty secret between us if I eventually do this”
“ Yes, sweetie…secret !!!! now.. open your mouth..?”
“Wait Ustad …If I do this — and I’m still not saying I will — it’s only the head. And only for a short while. The second I say stop, you stop. No forcing, no holding my head down, Clear? Or do I need to write it down for you?”
Ustad’s smile was slow and filthy. “Now Start …”
Monica still hesitated, staring at the thick cock like it was both a personal insult and a dare.
“I can’t believe I’m even considering this,” she muttered. “You’re a complete animal”
Monica looked across to the wall towards Rakesh’s room. “Sorry Rakesh ,I don’t think your best friend will leave me without this tonight , just forgive me” She made a playful gesture …
Then, after another long beat, she shifted on the narrow mattress, still completely topless, She leaned forward just enough. Ustad did not thrust. He simply held the thick cock steady and waited.
She opened her mouth.
The first contact was slow and deliberate. The swollen head pressed against her soft lips. Monica’s tongue touched the underside….. The strong, musky taste of him flooded her mouth — exactly as strong as the smell had promised. She made a small, involuntary sound of disgust mixed with something darker, then pulled back just enough to speak.
"Fuck…Yuckkkkkk…… it tastes exactly like it smells,” she whispered
“Shut up and suck it properly “ Ustad barked ..
Then she took him again quietly
The thick head filled her mouth completely. Her lips stretched around the girth. She sucked slowly, carefully, cheeks hollowing as she adjusted to both the size and the dirty salty taste. Saliva immediately began to gather and spill from the corners of her mouth.
Ustad stayed still for the first long moments, letting her set the pace. Then he began to move — slow, shallow thrusts that pushed the thick head deeper against her tongue and the soft palate of her mouth. Each time he withdrew, a wet, filthy slurp filled the small room. Spit strings stretched from her lips to the shiny head.
Monica’s hands came up and braced against his strong thighs. She did not pull away. Instead she took him deeper on the next stroke, the thick shaft sliding over her tongue until the head nudged the back of her throat. She gagged softly, eyes watering, but recovered and sucked harder, and then ever harder and more intently!
Ustad’s breathing grew heavier.
“Fuck… look at you,” he murmured
. “My best friend’s wife is such an expert …Woow…....”
Monica moaned around the thick length, the vibration making Ustad’s hips twitch. She pulled back just enough to breathe, a long string of spit connecting her swollen lips to the glistening head of Ustad’s massive cock.
Ustad then violently gripped Monica’s hair and started fucking her mouth properly. Deep, hard strokes. The thick head kept hitting the back of her throat. Monica gagged, eyes watering, but she didn’t pull away. She sucked harder instead, trying to keep up even as spit ran down her chin and onto her naked breasts.
The wet sounds filled the room. The cot creaked under them.
Ustad looked down at her, breathing harder.
“Fuck… you’re taking it better than I thought,” he said between thrusts
“Rakesh get this from you?”
Monica tried to answer around him. The words came out wet and broken. Ustad pulled back just enough to let her speak.
“Not like this,” she gasped. “Never this rough. I know you are being a bastard on purpose….”
“Maybe.” He pushed back in, even harder this time, watching her lips choke. “You keep going even when you choke. That says a lot.” He held himself there for a second, then pulled out again. “Your boss ever get this?”
Monica’s eyes flashed.
“Fuck No … Ustad ..what kind of question is that ?” She barely got the words out before he slid back in.
"Because you’re soo… good,” he said simply. “The way you use your tongue when you pull off… you don’t stop even when your eyes water. Either someone taught you or you like it more than you say.” He thrust deeper, then pulled back again so she could hear him clearly. “You should blow the entire floor at your office. Start with your boss and work your way down. Half those men already think about these lips.”
Monica pulled off hard, spit running down her chin. Her voice came out sharp and hoarse, yet playful …
“Saale madarchod… I’ll kill you. I’m not some office whore for you to imagine. Keep my profession out of your filthy mouth.”
Ustad only laughed and pushed back between her lips before she could say more.
“Okay Relax… don’t get angry … you are doing an awesome job……. but your boss must be fantasizing a blowjob from you every time he sees you……”
Ustad pushed her onto her back and swung a leg over so he was above her face. His cock hung over her mouth, dripping. “Open wider. I want to feel your throat fully”
Monica’s eyes went wide at the new angle. She gagged hard when he went deeper. Her hands pushed at his thighs, but he held her head steady.
“Ustad—wait—”
“You can still talk,” he said, thrusting in shorter strokes. “Means you can still take more.” He pulled out just enough for her to breathe. “Tell me to stop if you mean it. Otherwise stop acting like I’m forcing you.”
Monica’s voice came out rough and angry, but the heat was clear.
“You’re such an asshole. I should bite you.”
“But you won’t.” He pushed back in. “Because part of you wants to see how far you can go.” He fucked her mouth from above now — slower but deeper, grinding against the back of her throat ..This new angle had depravity written all over it.
Ustad held Monica on the edge of the cot and sat tightly over her mouth. With his entire brute force, he thrust his big black dirty monster cock inside her soft sexy mouth. He pinned her down with his hips and continued mouth fucking her with so much force the cot violently creaked and shook. Monica could not breathe but still kept on sucking his cock as Ustad reached her throat with every deep thrust…Monica was feeling nauseated with the smell of his big black cock and the thick bush of his pubic hair… her entire soft mouth not only had the Ustad’s dirty monster cock inside her but also his dirty pubic hair as well ….
Spit ran down Monica’ cheeks into her hair. Monica gasped and moaned , almost tears coming out due to Ustad’s raw violent thrust…
Slrup…slrup..slurp ..slurp …the sucking sound loudly echoed inside the dark stone walls making it sound even more filthy and carnal!!
“Look at your face Monica. Rakesh would lose it if he saw you like this.”
Monica made a muffled sound around him. She still moaned uncontrollable gasping for hair…..When he pulled back she was panting for air, eyes wet.
“Don’t talk about him right now Ustad,” she managed. “Just… don’t.”
Ustad wiped spit from her cheek with his thumb and pushed it back between her lips. Again. This time even harder.
“Why not?” He slid back into her mouth and kept going, watching her face. “You’re doing well. Keep your tongue like that… yeah… like that …What an absolute slutty wife you are Monica… ,.' ..where did you learn this from ? “
Monica’s hands had stopped pushing. They rested on his thighs now, gripping. She felt like puking every time he went deep, but she kept taking him. She was now lost in the most absolute pleasure a woman can think of. She could not believe how thick and huge Ustad was actually… His cock had actually owned her mouth today and was brutally fucking her mouth now… Monica was dripping wet by now , her panties soaked beyond imagination….
Ustad’s aggression began to reach climax..You have to give the man…Not many men would last if they get to see a married hottie like Monica’s huge naked tits right in front of him….But Ustad was built different …His thrusts got longer and harder and faster, one last time….
“I’m close,” he said, voice tight. “You swallowing, or should I finish on your tits?”
Monica couldn’t answer with words. She only moaned around him, the sound broken and wet. That was enough.
He pushed deep and came.
Thick cum flooded her mouth. Monica swallowed hard, but some still spilled from the corners of her lips and ran down her chin. Ustad pulled back just enough to let the last few spurts land across her breasts, mixing with the spit already there.
Monica lay gasping, lips shiny, eyes glassy. She swallowed what was left, then wiped her mouth with a shaky hand.
Ustad sat back, still breathing hard.
Monica’s voice was completely hoarse, but the edge was still there.
“You absolute animal. Madarchod …Yuckkkkkkk…Saale….….. How dare you cum inside my mouth …yuuuuckiiiiiiii…..chiii …. I had to swallow that shit!!!”
Ustad gave a low, satisfied laugh.
“How does it taste…? Look your tits are also smeared”
“ shut up …and pass me something I can use to clean myself , I will have to clean this mess quickly or else I will throw up…”
Ustad got up , his cock still semi erect and he gave her the crumpled Top she was wearing a while ago…
“ Fuck .Fuck..I can’t believe I actually gave you that long blowjob !!” Monica shook her head with a playful disgust …
“ Sweetie…. You were the one who was not stopping “ Ustad said while Monica was trying to wipe off the cum from her tits!!
“ you can flatter yourself as much as you want … Bastard… how dare you made me swallow so much cum …chi..I am so done with you…” Monica smiled playfully…
Ustad came closer and smooched Monica hard , Monica responded with another round of deep intimate smooch ..This was was gentle and intimate and showed how fond they were of each other!!!
“Ustad Miyan.. now wear back your pants and let’s sleep… I m really very exhausted “
Outside the thick walls, Rakesh sat motionless in the dark, listening to the sudden silence that had fallen after the long, wet sounds finally stopped..
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