29-08-2026, 10:47 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-10-2026, 03:38 PM by Aavesh9. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
Chapter-91
They all sat in comfortable silence,a at first. But then, the tension was too much for Sanjoth to handle.
He drank his beer and smiled uncomfortably to Maahi who was in a single recliner left to him. She was in her skin-shorts and a tight tee-shirt that displayed everything that was there to show. It was not that he hadn’t seen those before, and had seen even more of her, but with his ultimate dream woman Safiya sitting in the same sofa, next to him, with her large thighs in leggings brushing against him, Sanjoth was lost. Right there.
In addition to it, talking with Tanvi while he ate lunch with both these women, it gave a sort of lump inside that forced his erection back to his pants.
Safiya took a sideway glance to Maahi, who was exactly doing the same, trying to catch her eyes without being obvious to Sanjoth. They passed a knowing smile to each other and finished their beer in a quick gulp.
“So,” Maahi started.
Sanjoth looked at her, and when he saw her grinning, he took a turn to look at Safiya.
“Why don’t we start behaving like adults, Sanju?” Safiya asked in a soft voice, tracing a finger over his thigh next to hers.
“I… I am… Safiyaji, it’s that, I was thinking what Tanvi was doing, and kids.”
“Well, don’t you remember, it was just yesterday that we had a call with Upen, Sanju. And, he sent a photo of hers having a silly dinner with him. You forgot it already?” Maahi slid down to floor and folded her long legs but closer to his feet.
“She is no longer your wife, Sanju. She has gone wild and uncontrollable already. Why don’t you get it? She spent time with my husband, not once, not twice, but… but… I can’t even think of how she could fall into being such a woman. Afterall, I thought of her so high and nice when you moved into our Complex. Only then I found out all the bad sides of her.” Safiya sobbed.
“Oh God. Safiyaji, I didn’t mean it like that, you know. I was just thinking how she’d be handling the kids when I am no longer there.”
“She sent your kids to her mother so she can have all the fun and nasty life that she always wanted, Sanjoth.” Maahi added fuel. “Look here, we are not bad people. We are two women who are devasted in our lives because of our husbands. All they wants is to find younger women and have their way with them, regardless how much we cry and object.”
“And, this is not revenge or anything, Sanju. I like you, more than myself. I see me in you and that was the only reason why I gave in and accepted you as a man, my man.” Safiya lied to her teeth and Maahi saw it and responded with rolling her eyes.
Safiya ignored it.
Sanjoth leaned towards Safiya immediately and kissed her cheek, as to solace her, and stop her from crying.
“Y,.'.” Safiya crooned between her sobs, but allowed it to happen. Though she was forced to play Khurram’s instructions, a major part of her had already fallen to the young man smothering her cheek. She loved how much he allowed her to manhandle him, and the way her body responded was beyond her own disbelief.
“Come her, you” Maahi glided forward and slowly opened his legs and placed her face to reach his thighs. She started to place slow, but wet kisses over the exposed part of his thighs. His boxer was loose and small, his shaft already hard and pointed up.
Those kisses defined it.
Sanjoth lost all of his presence of mind. All he really wanted now was her to touch more of his legs and move forward. At the same time, he wanted to grab Safiya to his chest and her hefty breasts to be crushed against him.
“Ooh!” a gasp left his mouth when he felt himself being pulled down sideways to Safiya’s strong lap. Next moment, Maahi moved to the elastic of his boxer and pulled it down, making him free of the confines. His penis jerked hard against he couch material and sprang towards her face.
“Gluck!” His face was turned up to Safiya who looked down from above and captured his mouth into hers and kissed. Hard. Till he finished his breath inside. But the reason for Sanjoth to let it continue was Maahi’s mouth. It had already gulped his penis into it’s hollow and had started sucking with all what she had in her.
His left leg went open high into mid-air and dangled. His mouth continued it’s lock into a sloppy kiss with the large woman who was unwilling to let his tongue to escape.
“Mmm-aaah!” a deep gasp came out of his lips when the lip-lock finally released. Sanjoth looked down to see Maahi’s face next to him, his shaft unattended. He whimpered.
“You really want me to do it, don’t you, Sanju-baby?”
All he could do was blink at her and whimper again.
"Take off your tee-shirt, Sanjuu" she ordered and he quickly pulled it off over his head.
Safiya lowered her mouth to kiss again, this time even harder, which made his shaft to jerk and even make him think that he was about to cum.
"Keep your hands way up to the end of the sofa, and keep both your legs straight down. No movements from now on… till I order you." Maahi said with a sexy tone.
Sanjoth’s heart started to beat like hell once he extended his hands and legs. Only his head rested on Safiya’s large thighs. That was when he actually noticed it. Safiya had removed her top already and her humongous breasts were right above his face. During past moments, his focus was on Maahi who was still seated on floor, next to him, that he completely missed what Safiya was doing.
It followed with a deep kiss.
But, it came from Maahi this time. Her long tongue slid past his mouth and moved like a fast paced band moving all around his insides. He moaned and almost cried with pleasure.
“Oooou-hhmmmm-aaaah!” a loud scream came out of Sanjoth when he felt one finger tracing all along his penis length, from it’s crown to his balls. He wanted to know who was doing it, but was too scared to even move an inch. The finger moved all along, again, up and down it went.
“OOUW!” a yelp came of him when his entire ballsac got caught into a hard fold. “It must be Safiyaji” he thought as the pain of the hard clutch made his body to jerk and jolt.
The tongue went out, letting him take a quick look down. It was Maahi’s hands, both, the finger and the hold. He looked up to meet an angry Maahi glaring at him.
“Get to the floor, NOW!” Maahi shouted. Her face severely serious.
“Ooh…kay” he mumbled as he slid away from Safiya’s marvellous thighs.
“But… why?” somehow Sanjoth muttered with dumb look.
The next moment, he saw Safiya pulling her leggings off and lunging at him. Maahi grabbed his sloppy shoulders before he could move.
Safiya pushed him hard down to the floor and started to grapple him. There was nothing he could do. He wasn’t sure if he should scream or shout to stop. The next moment he saw the shaved pussy of Safiya mounted on his chest with her large thighs placed to both sides of his rib cage.
Sanjoth was scared, totally unsure what these two women were about to do with him. He know how much power Safiya had in her, and he had also experience Maahi, but that was slow and with Upendra directing it in the jacuzzi. But, this… this was not how thought he would enjoy these two creatures. He was scared, or more than that, the sense of unknown took over his thoughts.
“Did you think that we were offered on a platter to you, Sanju?” Maahi asked very close to his face.
He blinked, completely frozen.
“If you can’t answer, then use your mouth to good use”, Safiya roared with serious face and moved up. Both her legs widening till her pussy reached up close to his chin, hardly an inch away from his mouth.
The pungent smell of it hit him hard. But as Maahi was so close, the pussy he wanted desperately being too closer, he just couldn’t stop from staring, and whimpering. He felt the strength of the large woman going to a crushing point, making him unable to breath.
He tried to squeeze himself down, and that exact moment, Maahi caught his cock, the rod, and squeezed it, severely, making him cry and howl. But the intoxicating odour of Safiya’s dripping pussy was way too much into his head.
“You will learn how to behave, Sanju baby”, Maahi chuckled but her hold went harder.
“Plea… se, it’s too haa… aard”, he cried as it made him think that his cock would burst any second.
Safiya was smiling from above, as her thighs squeezed around his upper shoulder and she inched her pussy to touch his crying mouth.
Sanjoth felt his vision was getting blurry but the soft and wet contact of his lower lip to what Safiya offered, it only took one second for him to tilt his head up and clamp his mouth against her ebbing pussy.
A cry, an inhuman cry came out of Safiya as her entire body jerked hard and bolted when the most sensitive part of her body got what it was desperate for. Her hips bucked hard and went down on his face, forcing his tongue to go as deep as it could travel inside her hole.
Sanjoth’s felt the pain rising from his thing as Maahi was devlishly chuckling and punishingly squeezing it, now including his balls. He realized that this was not going go easily and had to let it happen how the two women wished, rather than fighting it. His mouth and tongue moved once it settled inside his head.
The response was immediate. Safiya started to moan and cry at the same time with her hips pumping up and down over his upturned face. Maahi started to relax her hold and instead slowly moved to hold, then give it a shake, and then hold, it oscillated to stop the blood rush, and pump the blood in with short, quick breaks.
“AAAAAAAH!!!” another cry came from above and the next moment, his mouth filled with Safiya’s stench filled liquid. He lapped, and drank, and lapped again, till her hips lost it’s power and she had to lean against the sofa for support.
Sanjoth tried to lift himself up but failed. Instead, he was not head-locked by Maahi’s long thighs over his face, offering her both holes to him, this time she was facing his shaft, a real sixty-nine. But only half-way, his face to her pussy, but her mouth never over his cock.
The stench was different.
He had his cock inside his hole, but not his mouth. He recalled how much he wished to go down on her but as Upendra directed it, all he could do was to do what the old man, her husband asked from other side.
With a soft groan, he locked his mouth to the new pussy. Maahi was darker than Safiya, her pussy even more darker, but that was the least he thought of. Sanjoth felt himself in heaven. He started lapping hard, not sucking. He wanted to feel the rubbery texture of the woman’s pussy against his tongue. He did as much as he wanted to. His hips jerked up, wishing she would catch it again, but that never happened.
Instead what he found was, Maahi sitting properly over his face, and pushing her nether hole to do his tongue magic.
Sanjoth’s cock twitched with glee. This was exactly what he wanted to taste. He opened his mouth wide as he could, extended his tongue to it’s maximum stretch and licked her rectal ring once.
A moan, the definite proof to his action.
Sanjoth pointed his tongue to make it sharp this time, and thrusted into the tight looking tiny brown hole. But, to his surprise, it slid in, with little resistance, it went in. He couldn’t believe what happened. His tongue was now inside Maahi’s anal hole, the one hole that most women finds dirty to have sex with, but now, his carnal wish came true.
He started to thrust and pull his tongue, slow at first, and faster with every encouraging growl that came out of Maahi’s throat.
“Wha!!” his body went rigid. “OOOOUHH!!” Along with his tongue darting into Maahi’s hole, a pleasured moan left his mouth when he felt his cock getting gulped into a hot mouth.
“Safiyaji!” the way his cock was gulped completely at one stroke, he knew who it was. The moves were impossible. It matched and crossed the pace that he was doing with his tongue into Maahi’s asshole.
“Gluck! Glugg! Glukk!” it went on and on.
“I’MMMM CUMMMINGGG!” Maahi screeched from above and he felt his balls boiling for release.
“Mee-toooooo!!” Sanjoth cried between his laps as the burn of his first spurt ebbed from his ballsac to his rod’s edge.
“AAAAAH-NNOOOOO!!” He cried out when the mouth that was coercing it out left his cock to dangle and jolt in mid-air. There was no more stimulation to push that eruption out of his sheath.
Maahi slanted to fall to the floor next to him, her pussy facing his eyes. He looked down to Safiya who was grinning hard, and stopping from laughing out loud.
All that Sanjoth wanted was to slap her and force his thing into her mouth again. The more he looked at her hardened nipples, he wanted to bite it, both, and lick and suck, and bite again.
But before he could move, he saw her standing up, and saw her reaching out to hold his hips and then the next moment, he was hoisted up in the air and got placed over her large shoulders. Both his legs spread over both her shoulders. His cock right against her mouth. His face dangling down against her crotch. He legs and feet, unable to find anywhere to balance, going wild with every step she took forward.
Sanjoth tried to look sideways at Maahi to ask help, but couldn’t move an inch away from Safiya’s hold. And the next moment…
"Aaaah... Safiyaaahjiiii!" She had his cock gulped to it's root once again. The pleasure was so extreme that he felt his cock would spill any moment if she kept it inside her mouth.
Then!
“OOOOUUUWWW!!!” A loud crack came out, and his ass-cheeks burned the next moment. Safiya placed a hefty slap to his naked ass. Sanjoth tried to squirm and beg out of her hold, but it was impossible to happen. She was way too strong and kept him right where she wanted and continued to place few more slaps.
Her mouth moved over his cock, slow, very slow that Sanjoth forgot that his cock was getting milked by her.
Sanjoth cried, begged, whimpered and screamed loudly as the slaps turned harder and heavier. She alternated with both his ass-cheeks. One after other, it went. The burn of his skin turned so high that he thought his buttocks had already started to bleed.
“Suck me when I am giving you this slap-gift, Sanju”
Sanjoth had to shake his head few times to make sure he heard it right. The next moment, he spread his hands and caught Safiya’s large buttocks to its’ whole, and an encouraging moan came from her. He immediately started to squeeze and massage her ass like it was the last thing he had to do before dying.
The slaps went on, and her lips never left it's clamp over his cock.
Despite the pain, he tried his best to caress her butt. He didn’t wanted to stop, otherwise the slaps could turn even harder.
His cries shortly started to turn and match with the slaps she was giving to his butt. He started to moan, and squeeze her ass in return to each slap she landed.
“Pleeeeese… Safiyaji… pleeease” he begged for mercy.
She ignored it.
“Maaahiji… tell her… please”
“Don't be so mean to our Sanju baby, please... Safiya-ji?” Maahi responded with sour words that had no intention of the meaning it carried.
It was followed with Maahi’s hysterical laugh from behind and the next moment, he flew in air once again. And the next, he was on the sofa, dumped on it by Safiya.
“You are sooo hard, baby” Maahi moved closer to his blood engorged cock.
“Pleease” another whimper came out of his mouth. Before he could say anything more, Maahi pushed her toe into his mouth.
Sanjoth knew this was lost case. His lips sealed over it and swirled his tongue all over like it was a candy in his mouth. Maahi laughed as she wiggled it inside.
“I think Tanvi should see what her husband is doing right now, don’t you think Safiya?”
The question reached his ears like it was a bomb that broke inside his head. The panic, the horror of it, the whole situation loomed over Sanjoth that in few seconds, his erection went down and the only thing moved was Maahi’s toe still inside his mouth. She laughed like a maniac that made him even more scared.
“Maybe, yes, we should let her see” Safiya replied with a laugh.
Sanjoth cried. He knew this was the end of it, end of everything.
“Look here, Sanjuu” Maahi ordered with her phone already up to his face.
“PLEEEEESE-NO-NO-MAAHIJI-NO-SAFIYAJI-NOOOO!” words came out of his chest like a rain.
“Alright, then what will you do for us to stop from sending this to Tanvi?” Maahi asked.
“Anything! Anything you ask!” response was immediate.
"OK. Go to that window, open the dbangs, get on your knees, and wiggle your red ass, spread it completely till I ask you to stop” Maahi ordered with her saliva coated toe moving around his eyes, nose, lips and back to his mouth.
Sanjoth was in total shock after hearing her order.
But shook his head meekly in acceptance. If he did that, whoever was outside, would see him, his naked ass and asshole and shaft to it’s absolute pristine nakedity. But he also knew there was no choice left.
He lifted slowly from the sofa and did what was ordered. The dbangs got opened, and afternoon sun hit his slapped butt-skin, burning it again, and he had to use his hands to hold and spread his ass wider to do what he was asked to do. His asshole wide open to the world to see, if anyone was outside.
Then he saw Safiya walking towards him and kneeling with her back faced towards him. Her asshole so close to his mouth. He forgot everything once again. All his pain, his burn, him getting caught by someone outside, all of it.
“Lick her asshole like you did me, Sanju darling. And be good at it. If not, next you are walking out of this apartment, just like how you are now. Be careful” Maahi laughed and dropped herself on her back and offered her pussy to Safiya face.
“Lick me, love. I haven’t had your tongue for a very long time” Maahi held Safiya’s head and guided it down to meet her upturned pussy.
"Lick it, Sanju… don’t stop!!” Safiya yelped as he started prodding his tongue into her tight anal crevice.
His tongue circled the ring slowly at first but soon began thrusting into the slowly expanding hole. The flavour he tasted was totally different than Maahi’s. He continued thrusting with short strokes and then started licking the hole and then thrusted back again.
Safiya started to moan loudly and even swayed her ass slightly to help him with the licking. He continued licking and kissing her asshole and sensed her ass-cheeks enveloping his face, and it allowed him to prod more of his pointed tongue into her asshole. She moaned like crazy from pleasure and bent forward to lick her friend’s pussy even harder.
Sanjoth heard Maahi’s moans rising and all in all, his cock was back to life, erect, painful, and ebbing for one touch to spill it’s seed.
"Do it harder, Sanju… Do it faaaast!” Safiya howled and pushed back and forth to his tongue.
He felt the heat of the sun punishingly burning up his already blistered ass-cheeks, the window was open, anyone would see this act of extreme depravity. But no one paused, none of the three stopped.
He groaned into her asshole with his tongue swirling over it’s ring and entering it, even he kissed and slowly bit her ass-cheeks intermittently, and the moans from Safiya clearly told him she loved it.
Then!
Three screams! At once!
Sanjoth was the first when his cock started to spurt and spill in bolts of eruption. He couldn’t stop it. He was helpless at his release! He was shamed! But his cock continued it’s spraying onto the floor below.
Safiya and Maahi’s screams were combined as it completely overtook the sound of Sanjoth as he shamefully dropped sideways, spent and gasping, still sun falling over his body.
Somehow, he moved his neck and looked at the two women.
What he saw took his breath out!
His entire life played out in front of him like a motion picture as he blinked frozen!
The fear he felt moving from the lowest bone of his spine to his head was so tremendous that his body shook and trembled with fear. He wanted move his lips to say what he wanted to… but… but… he blinked with tears spilling and stuck without words forming to make any sense of what had to say!
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Once Upendra and Tanvi came out of the pool, and started drying up, they heard a vehicle stopping outside his mansion. Same place where Khurram dropped her the previous evening.
Tanvi sprang up, scared and looked at Upendra.
To her shock, Upendra's face hardly showed any surprise. It was like he already knew someone was arriving there.
"Are you ready, Tanvi?" he gave his usual chuckle.
"Sorry?" Tanvi started to walk upstairs, to her safe place.
"Stay here, Tanvi. The person who just arrived came to meet with you"
"WHAT!"
"It'd be Mr. Nayyar," Upendra updated when he saw Tanvi's shocked face.
"But... why is he here now?", Tanvi was concerned, confused and doubtful.
"Look here, Tanvi. He called me and I told him to come here", he paused as he pulled his boxers up. "Now, you, as my slut for the day, have one more job", he chuckled.
"Entertain that old man. I will go and get some sleep and your one job, is to keep him entertained"
"What... But, Why?", she was totally missing the point.
"He said that he is smitten by you. The trick that you pulled at Dinner was the trigger"
"Why?", she was still confused and wrapped the towel over her, somewhat of protecting mechanism played.
"Look. I will make this simple and quick. Nayyar is here to see you, not me. So, entertain him without question, just like you did for the whole time you spent here since last evening, got it now"
"You mean... You mean, I should have sex with him?", her eyes clearly showed how flabbergasted she was.
"Yes, and clearly 'yes', if he wants to do it. In other words, just do what he asks of you, without questions"
"Oh-God! Why, Upen? You got what you wanted from me already. So, why are you doing this to me? I am not someone to be like this, and you know it well. So why?", Tanvi was furious and controlled her anger from letting out to it's fullest fury.
Tanvi boiled inside as she continued to look up at Upendra. Thousands of questions came up to her head, but she held it all inside. She wanted to slap him hard and walked out, but held on to that thought.
Something was missing, she was aware of it clearly. She had invested all of her to fall into this web so that she could walk out of it with a clean chit, and it would be possible only if she was able to grasp their entire plans... she was also aware that having sex with her was not all of it, there was more... and with Khurram, it wasn't possible to squeeze it out, and her hopes were on Upendra.
Now, with Nayyar coming into the picture, she knew she was closer to what she wanted to know.
Smirking at her, Upendra lifted her chin to force her eyes on him.
"No arguments Tanvi. Be my good slut, open the door and entertain, without a single question, clear?", he barked.
"Ji, yes, Upen"
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"Wow! What a pleasant surprise, my dear Tanvi!”, the old man, the really old looking man, stood half a head above her, in his light blue jeans and tucked in with a flannel shirt, and a nice smile on his face and leaned forward to give her a quick hug.
Tanvi allowed it to happen. His aftershave was nice. He had a French beard, trimmed neat, and rest of his face clean shaved. His hairline was already thin for his age, but his quick hug made her aware that he wasn't feeble, his hands held power and energy, she wondered for a moment, what was in store for her to come from this man.
Deep inside, the itch started once again as she stood with just a towel hiding her modesty and Upendra's cum was mildly leaking out her thighs as well.
"Aren't you happy to see me, Tanvi?", Nayyar asked again as he didn't find hostility or welcome on her face.
"Ji, please come inside. Sorry"
"Thank you so much, Tanvi", Nayyar walked into the living room, and held her next to him with his left hand holding her waist, not allowing her to move away from him.
"Welcome Mr. Nayyar. I am so glad you came", Upendra came forward and shook his hand with the older man.
"Thank you, Upendra. It's a beautiful house you have here, and a fabulous company too", Nayyar smiled with a quick look to Tanvi whose face remained hard as stone.
"Well, thanks you to Sir. It's a huge thing that you set foot to this place and I feel bad that my wife is not here to welcome you properly"
"Oh no, not at all. Please Upendra. Allowing me the company of Tanvi itself is the best stuff for me. Please don’t mind anything else, thank you", Nayyar was polite, and for some reason, Tanvi liked it...
"Well, I was about to go for a nap as we had a heavy morning and lunch just now. Didn't we, Tanvi?", Upendra took a shot at her grimacing face.
"Ji, yes, Upen"
"Okay, then. Please feel free just like your own home, Mr. Nayyar. If you prefer outdoor, walk out of the garage below and it opens up to our private beach area. Enjoy the food and drinks, Tanvi knows this place very well"
"Fantastic. Thanks Upendra. I believe we will spend some good time to know each other, Tanvi", Nayyar smiled affectionately, and she liked it, despite the whole scenario of her being the slut for sale.
"Okay then. Enjoy yourselves. I will out and finish some business with my wife", Upendra updated and climbed up to first floor, then few minutes later, came dressed up and with a wave towards her, left the mansion in his SUV.
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"So, Tanvi", Nayyar smiled and left her waist, releasing her.
"Ji"
"Please call me Bobby. That's the name I like to be called. Nayyar is too formal to be taken between us now"
"Sure"
"Would you prefer to eat something before we head out?”
“Nayyarji… sorry, I mean Bobby”
“Yes, my dear”
“I am not who you think I am, please. You need to understand me, please”
“And, what exactly do I think of you, sweetheart?” Nayyar smiled at her.
Tanvi saw it was genuine. But then, she thought of how many genuine smiles she had seen already that turned out to be the most devasting ones, one after other. She held back.
“Bobby, I am not a service-woman like you think, or was made to think by Upendra. I have a situation and due to which…“
“Tanvi, who said anything as such? I never thought you were one. But again, why do you think I am here for?”
“You… you… want to have me”
Nayyar couldn’t suppress his laugh. He laughed, and it made her nervous and doubtful.
“Alright, I get it. We can talk about all of this afterwards. Would you be alright if I take some photos of yours? That’s all what I am asking now.”
“Photos? But why, Bobby?”
“I want to capture you into stills. That’s who I am. But, I won’t move a finger unless you give me that permission. Do I have it, Tanvi?” his voice was calm, composed and very much relaxing.
It helped.
“Can you take it in my phone, please? I… I am a mother Bobby, and I have a life that will shatter if…”
“I understand. Your phone it is. But, Tanvi, I would like to see you in open air, especially when Upendra told me there is a beach behind this house"
Tanvi looked at the old man staring back at her. His face silently asking her to trust him.
She took one step backward.
He drank his beer and smiled uncomfortably to Maahi who was in a single recliner left to him. She was in her skin-shorts and a tight tee-shirt that displayed everything that was there to show. It was not that he hadn’t seen those before, and had seen even more of her, but with his ultimate dream woman Safiya sitting in the same sofa, next to him, with her large thighs in leggings brushing against him, Sanjoth was lost. Right there.
In addition to it, talking with Tanvi while he ate lunch with both these women, it gave a sort of lump inside that forced his erection back to his pants.
Safiya took a sideway glance to Maahi, who was exactly doing the same, trying to catch her eyes without being obvious to Sanjoth. They passed a knowing smile to each other and finished their beer in a quick gulp.
“So,” Maahi started.
Sanjoth looked at her, and when he saw her grinning, he took a turn to look at Safiya.
“Why don’t we start behaving like adults, Sanju?” Safiya asked in a soft voice, tracing a finger over his thigh next to hers.
“I… I am… Safiyaji, it’s that, I was thinking what Tanvi was doing, and kids.”
“Well, don’t you remember, it was just yesterday that we had a call with Upen, Sanju. And, he sent a photo of hers having a silly dinner with him. You forgot it already?” Maahi slid down to floor and folded her long legs but closer to his feet.
“She is no longer your wife, Sanju. She has gone wild and uncontrollable already. Why don’t you get it? She spent time with my husband, not once, not twice, but… but… I can’t even think of how she could fall into being such a woman. Afterall, I thought of her so high and nice when you moved into our Complex. Only then I found out all the bad sides of her.” Safiya sobbed.
“Oh God. Safiyaji, I didn’t mean it like that, you know. I was just thinking how she’d be handling the kids when I am no longer there.”
“She sent your kids to her mother so she can have all the fun and nasty life that she always wanted, Sanjoth.” Maahi added fuel. “Look here, we are not bad people. We are two women who are devasted in our lives because of our husbands. All they wants is to find younger women and have their way with them, regardless how much we cry and object.”
“And, this is not revenge or anything, Sanju. I like you, more than myself. I see me in you and that was the only reason why I gave in and accepted you as a man, my man.” Safiya lied to her teeth and Maahi saw it and responded with rolling her eyes.
Safiya ignored it.
Sanjoth leaned towards Safiya immediately and kissed her cheek, as to solace her, and stop her from crying.
“Y,.'.” Safiya crooned between her sobs, but allowed it to happen. Though she was forced to play Khurram’s instructions, a major part of her had already fallen to the young man smothering her cheek. She loved how much he allowed her to manhandle him, and the way her body responded was beyond her own disbelief.
“Come her, you” Maahi glided forward and slowly opened his legs and placed her face to reach his thighs. She started to place slow, but wet kisses over the exposed part of his thighs. His boxer was loose and small, his shaft already hard and pointed up.
Those kisses defined it.
Sanjoth lost all of his presence of mind. All he really wanted now was her to touch more of his legs and move forward. At the same time, he wanted to grab Safiya to his chest and her hefty breasts to be crushed against him.
“Ooh!” a gasp left his mouth when he felt himself being pulled down sideways to Safiya’s strong lap. Next moment, Maahi moved to the elastic of his boxer and pulled it down, making him free of the confines. His penis jerked hard against he couch material and sprang towards her face.
“Gluck!” His face was turned up to Safiya who looked down from above and captured his mouth into hers and kissed. Hard. Till he finished his breath inside. But the reason for Sanjoth to let it continue was Maahi’s mouth. It had already gulped his penis into it’s hollow and had started sucking with all what she had in her.
His left leg went open high into mid-air and dangled. His mouth continued it’s lock into a sloppy kiss with the large woman who was unwilling to let his tongue to escape.
“Mmm-aaah!” a deep gasp came out of his lips when the lip-lock finally released. Sanjoth looked down to see Maahi’s face next to him, his shaft unattended. He whimpered.
“You really want me to do it, don’t you, Sanju-baby?”
All he could do was blink at her and whimper again.
"Take off your tee-shirt, Sanjuu" she ordered and he quickly pulled it off over his head.
Safiya lowered her mouth to kiss again, this time even harder, which made his shaft to jerk and even make him think that he was about to cum.
"Keep your hands way up to the end of the sofa, and keep both your legs straight down. No movements from now on… till I order you." Maahi said with a sexy tone.
Sanjoth’s heart started to beat like hell once he extended his hands and legs. Only his head rested on Safiya’s large thighs. That was when he actually noticed it. Safiya had removed her top already and her humongous breasts were right above his face. During past moments, his focus was on Maahi who was still seated on floor, next to him, that he completely missed what Safiya was doing.
It followed with a deep kiss.
But, it came from Maahi this time. Her long tongue slid past his mouth and moved like a fast paced band moving all around his insides. He moaned and almost cried with pleasure.
“Oooou-hhmmmm-aaaah!” a loud scream came out of Sanjoth when he felt one finger tracing all along his penis length, from it’s crown to his balls. He wanted to know who was doing it, but was too scared to even move an inch. The finger moved all along, again, up and down it went.
“OOUW!” a yelp came of him when his entire ballsac got caught into a hard fold. “It must be Safiyaji” he thought as the pain of the hard clutch made his body to jerk and jolt.
The tongue went out, letting him take a quick look down. It was Maahi’s hands, both, the finger and the hold. He looked up to meet an angry Maahi glaring at him.
“Get to the floor, NOW!” Maahi shouted. Her face severely serious.
“Ooh…kay” he mumbled as he slid away from Safiya’s marvellous thighs.
“But… why?” somehow Sanjoth muttered with dumb look.
The next moment, he saw Safiya pulling her leggings off and lunging at him. Maahi grabbed his sloppy shoulders before he could move.
Safiya pushed him hard down to the floor and started to grapple him. There was nothing he could do. He wasn’t sure if he should scream or shout to stop. The next moment he saw the shaved pussy of Safiya mounted on his chest with her large thighs placed to both sides of his rib cage.
Sanjoth was scared, totally unsure what these two women were about to do with him. He know how much power Safiya had in her, and he had also experience Maahi, but that was slow and with Upendra directing it in the jacuzzi. But, this… this was not how thought he would enjoy these two creatures. He was scared, or more than that, the sense of unknown took over his thoughts.
“Did you think that we were offered on a platter to you, Sanju?” Maahi asked very close to his face.
He blinked, completely frozen.
“If you can’t answer, then use your mouth to good use”, Safiya roared with serious face and moved up. Both her legs widening till her pussy reached up close to his chin, hardly an inch away from his mouth.
The pungent smell of it hit him hard. But as Maahi was so close, the pussy he wanted desperately being too closer, he just couldn’t stop from staring, and whimpering. He felt the strength of the large woman going to a crushing point, making him unable to breath.
He tried to squeeze himself down, and that exact moment, Maahi caught his cock, the rod, and squeezed it, severely, making him cry and howl. But the intoxicating odour of Safiya’s dripping pussy was way too much into his head.
“You will learn how to behave, Sanju baby”, Maahi chuckled but her hold went harder.
“Plea… se, it’s too haa… aard”, he cried as it made him think that his cock would burst any second.
Safiya was smiling from above, as her thighs squeezed around his upper shoulder and she inched her pussy to touch his crying mouth.
Sanjoth felt his vision was getting blurry but the soft and wet contact of his lower lip to what Safiya offered, it only took one second for him to tilt his head up and clamp his mouth against her ebbing pussy.
A cry, an inhuman cry came out of Safiya as her entire body jerked hard and bolted when the most sensitive part of her body got what it was desperate for. Her hips bucked hard and went down on his face, forcing his tongue to go as deep as it could travel inside her hole.
Sanjoth’s felt the pain rising from his thing as Maahi was devlishly chuckling and punishingly squeezing it, now including his balls. He realized that this was not going go easily and had to let it happen how the two women wished, rather than fighting it. His mouth and tongue moved once it settled inside his head.
The response was immediate. Safiya started to moan and cry at the same time with her hips pumping up and down over his upturned face. Maahi started to relax her hold and instead slowly moved to hold, then give it a shake, and then hold, it oscillated to stop the blood rush, and pump the blood in with short, quick breaks.
“AAAAAAAH!!!” another cry came from above and the next moment, his mouth filled with Safiya’s stench filled liquid. He lapped, and drank, and lapped again, till her hips lost it’s power and she had to lean against the sofa for support.
Sanjoth tried to lift himself up but failed. Instead, he was not head-locked by Maahi’s long thighs over his face, offering her both holes to him, this time she was facing his shaft, a real sixty-nine. But only half-way, his face to her pussy, but her mouth never over his cock.
The stench was different.
He had his cock inside his hole, but not his mouth. He recalled how much he wished to go down on her but as Upendra directed it, all he could do was to do what the old man, her husband asked from other side.
With a soft groan, he locked his mouth to the new pussy. Maahi was darker than Safiya, her pussy even more darker, but that was the least he thought of. Sanjoth felt himself in heaven. He started lapping hard, not sucking. He wanted to feel the rubbery texture of the woman’s pussy against his tongue. He did as much as he wanted to. His hips jerked up, wishing she would catch it again, but that never happened.
Instead what he found was, Maahi sitting properly over his face, and pushing her nether hole to do his tongue magic.
Sanjoth’s cock twitched with glee. This was exactly what he wanted to taste. He opened his mouth wide as he could, extended his tongue to it’s maximum stretch and licked her rectal ring once.
A moan, the definite proof to his action.
Sanjoth pointed his tongue to make it sharp this time, and thrusted into the tight looking tiny brown hole. But, to his surprise, it slid in, with little resistance, it went in. He couldn’t believe what happened. His tongue was now inside Maahi’s anal hole, the one hole that most women finds dirty to have sex with, but now, his carnal wish came true.
He started to thrust and pull his tongue, slow at first, and faster with every encouraging growl that came out of Maahi’s throat.
“Wha!!” his body went rigid. “OOOOUHH!!” Along with his tongue darting into Maahi’s hole, a pleasured moan left his mouth when he felt his cock getting gulped into a hot mouth.
“Safiyaji!” the way his cock was gulped completely at one stroke, he knew who it was. The moves were impossible. It matched and crossed the pace that he was doing with his tongue into Maahi’s asshole.
“Gluck! Glugg! Glukk!” it went on and on.
“I’MMMM CUMMMINGGG!” Maahi screeched from above and he felt his balls boiling for release.
“Mee-toooooo!!” Sanjoth cried between his laps as the burn of his first spurt ebbed from his ballsac to his rod’s edge.
“AAAAAH-NNOOOOO!!” He cried out when the mouth that was coercing it out left his cock to dangle and jolt in mid-air. There was no more stimulation to push that eruption out of his sheath.
Maahi slanted to fall to the floor next to him, her pussy facing his eyes. He looked down to Safiya who was grinning hard, and stopping from laughing out loud.
All that Sanjoth wanted was to slap her and force his thing into her mouth again. The more he looked at her hardened nipples, he wanted to bite it, both, and lick and suck, and bite again.
But before he could move, he saw her standing up, and saw her reaching out to hold his hips and then the next moment, he was hoisted up in the air and got placed over her large shoulders. Both his legs spread over both her shoulders. His cock right against her mouth. His face dangling down against her crotch. He legs and feet, unable to find anywhere to balance, going wild with every step she took forward.
Sanjoth tried to look sideways at Maahi to ask help, but couldn’t move an inch away from Safiya’s hold. And the next moment…
"Aaaah... Safiyaaahjiiii!" She had his cock gulped to it's root once again. The pleasure was so extreme that he felt his cock would spill any moment if she kept it inside her mouth.
Then!
“OOOOUUUWWW!!!” A loud crack came out, and his ass-cheeks burned the next moment. Safiya placed a hefty slap to his naked ass. Sanjoth tried to squirm and beg out of her hold, but it was impossible to happen. She was way too strong and kept him right where she wanted and continued to place few more slaps.
Her mouth moved over his cock, slow, very slow that Sanjoth forgot that his cock was getting milked by her.
Sanjoth cried, begged, whimpered and screamed loudly as the slaps turned harder and heavier. She alternated with both his ass-cheeks. One after other, it went. The burn of his skin turned so high that he thought his buttocks had already started to bleed.
“Suck me when I am giving you this slap-gift, Sanju”
Sanjoth had to shake his head few times to make sure he heard it right. The next moment, he spread his hands and caught Safiya’s large buttocks to its’ whole, and an encouraging moan came from her. He immediately started to squeeze and massage her ass like it was the last thing he had to do before dying.
The slaps went on, and her lips never left it's clamp over his cock.
Despite the pain, he tried his best to caress her butt. He didn’t wanted to stop, otherwise the slaps could turn even harder.
His cries shortly started to turn and match with the slaps she was giving to his butt. He started to moan, and squeeze her ass in return to each slap she landed.
“Pleeeeese… Safiyaji… pleeease” he begged for mercy.
She ignored it.
“Maaahiji… tell her… please”
“Don't be so mean to our Sanju baby, please... Safiya-ji?” Maahi responded with sour words that had no intention of the meaning it carried.
It was followed with Maahi’s hysterical laugh from behind and the next moment, he flew in air once again. And the next, he was on the sofa, dumped on it by Safiya.
“You are sooo hard, baby” Maahi moved closer to his blood engorged cock.
“Pleease” another whimper came out of his mouth. Before he could say anything more, Maahi pushed her toe into his mouth.
Sanjoth knew this was lost case. His lips sealed over it and swirled his tongue all over like it was a candy in his mouth. Maahi laughed as she wiggled it inside.
“I think Tanvi should see what her husband is doing right now, don’t you think Safiya?”
The question reached his ears like it was a bomb that broke inside his head. The panic, the horror of it, the whole situation loomed over Sanjoth that in few seconds, his erection went down and the only thing moved was Maahi’s toe still inside his mouth. She laughed like a maniac that made him even more scared.
“Maybe, yes, we should let her see” Safiya replied with a laugh.
Sanjoth cried. He knew this was the end of it, end of everything.
“Look here, Sanjuu” Maahi ordered with her phone already up to his face.
“PLEEEEESE-NO-NO-MAAHIJI-NO-SAFIYAJI-NOOOO!” words came out of his chest like a rain.
“Alright, then what will you do for us to stop from sending this to Tanvi?” Maahi asked.
“Anything! Anything you ask!” response was immediate.
"OK. Go to that window, open the dbangs, get on your knees, and wiggle your red ass, spread it completely till I ask you to stop” Maahi ordered with her saliva coated toe moving around his eyes, nose, lips and back to his mouth.
Sanjoth was in total shock after hearing her order.
But shook his head meekly in acceptance. If he did that, whoever was outside, would see him, his naked ass and asshole and shaft to it’s absolute pristine nakedity. But he also knew there was no choice left.
He lifted slowly from the sofa and did what was ordered. The dbangs got opened, and afternoon sun hit his slapped butt-skin, burning it again, and he had to use his hands to hold and spread his ass wider to do what he was asked to do. His asshole wide open to the world to see, if anyone was outside.
Then he saw Safiya walking towards him and kneeling with her back faced towards him. Her asshole so close to his mouth. He forgot everything once again. All his pain, his burn, him getting caught by someone outside, all of it.
“Lick her asshole like you did me, Sanju darling. And be good at it. If not, next you are walking out of this apartment, just like how you are now. Be careful” Maahi laughed and dropped herself on her back and offered her pussy to Safiya face.
“Lick me, love. I haven’t had your tongue for a very long time” Maahi held Safiya’s head and guided it down to meet her upturned pussy.
"Lick it, Sanju… don’t stop!!” Safiya yelped as he started prodding his tongue into her tight anal crevice.
His tongue circled the ring slowly at first but soon began thrusting into the slowly expanding hole. The flavour he tasted was totally different than Maahi’s. He continued thrusting with short strokes and then started licking the hole and then thrusted back again.
Safiya started to moan loudly and even swayed her ass slightly to help him with the licking. He continued licking and kissing her asshole and sensed her ass-cheeks enveloping his face, and it allowed him to prod more of his pointed tongue into her asshole. She moaned like crazy from pleasure and bent forward to lick her friend’s pussy even harder.
Sanjoth heard Maahi’s moans rising and all in all, his cock was back to life, erect, painful, and ebbing for one touch to spill it’s seed.
"Do it harder, Sanju… Do it faaaast!” Safiya howled and pushed back and forth to his tongue.
He felt the heat of the sun punishingly burning up his already blistered ass-cheeks, the window was open, anyone would see this act of extreme depravity. But no one paused, none of the three stopped.
He groaned into her asshole with his tongue swirling over it’s ring and entering it, even he kissed and slowly bit her ass-cheeks intermittently, and the moans from Safiya clearly told him she loved it.
Then!
Three screams! At once!
Sanjoth was the first when his cock started to spurt and spill in bolts of eruption. He couldn’t stop it. He was helpless at his release! He was shamed! But his cock continued it’s spraying onto the floor below.
Safiya and Maahi’s screams were combined as it completely overtook the sound of Sanjoth as he shamefully dropped sideways, spent and gasping, still sun falling over his body.
Somehow, he moved his neck and looked at the two women.
What he saw took his breath out!
His entire life played out in front of him like a motion picture as he blinked frozen!
The fear he felt moving from the lowest bone of his spine to his head was so tremendous that his body shook and trembled with fear. He wanted move his lips to say what he wanted to… but… but… he blinked with tears spilling and stuck without words forming to make any sense of what had to say!
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Once Upendra and Tanvi came out of the pool, and started drying up, they heard a vehicle stopping outside his mansion. Same place where Khurram dropped her the previous evening.
Tanvi sprang up, scared and looked at Upendra.
To her shock, Upendra's face hardly showed any surprise. It was like he already knew someone was arriving there.
"Are you ready, Tanvi?" he gave his usual chuckle.
"Sorry?" Tanvi started to walk upstairs, to her safe place.
"Stay here, Tanvi. The person who just arrived came to meet with you"
"WHAT!"
"It'd be Mr. Nayyar," Upendra updated when he saw Tanvi's shocked face.
"But... why is he here now?", Tanvi was concerned, confused and doubtful.
"Look here, Tanvi. He called me and I told him to come here", he paused as he pulled his boxers up. "Now, you, as my slut for the day, have one more job", he chuckled.
"Entertain that old man. I will go and get some sleep and your one job, is to keep him entertained"
"What... But, Why?", she was totally missing the point.
"He said that he is smitten by you. The trick that you pulled at Dinner was the trigger"
"Why?", she was still confused and wrapped the towel over her, somewhat of protecting mechanism played.
"Look. I will make this simple and quick. Nayyar is here to see you, not me. So, entertain him without question, just like you did for the whole time you spent here since last evening, got it now"
"You mean... You mean, I should have sex with him?", her eyes clearly showed how flabbergasted she was.
"Yes, and clearly 'yes', if he wants to do it. In other words, just do what he asks of you, without questions"
"Oh-God! Why, Upen? You got what you wanted from me already. So, why are you doing this to me? I am not someone to be like this, and you know it well. So why?", Tanvi was furious and controlled her anger from letting out to it's fullest fury.
Tanvi boiled inside as she continued to look up at Upendra. Thousands of questions came up to her head, but she held it all inside. She wanted to slap him hard and walked out, but held on to that thought.
Something was missing, she was aware of it clearly. She had invested all of her to fall into this web so that she could walk out of it with a clean chit, and it would be possible only if she was able to grasp their entire plans... she was also aware that having sex with her was not all of it, there was more... and with Khurram, it wasn't possible to squeeze it out, and her hopes were on Upendra.
Now, with Nayyar coming into the picture, she knew she was closer to what she wanted to know.
Smirking at her, Upendra lifted her chin to force her eyes on him.
"No arguments Tanvi. Be my good slut, open the door and entertain, without a single question, clear?", he barked.
"Ji, yes, Upen"
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"Wow! What a pleasant surprise, my dear Tanvi!”, the old man, the really old looking man, stood half a head above her, in his light blue jeans and tucked in with a flannel shirt, and a nice smile on his face and leaned forward to give her a quick hug.
Tanvi allowed it to happen. His aftershave was nice. He had a French beard, trimmed neat, and rest of his face clean shaved. His hairline was already thin for his age, but his quick hug made her aware that he wasn't feeble, his hands held power and energy, she wondered for a moment, what was in store for her to come from this man.
Deep inside, the itch started once again as she stood with just a towel hiding her modesty and Upendra's cum was mildly leaking out her thighs as well.
"Aren't you happy to see me, Tanvi?", Nayyar asked again as he didn't find hostility or welcome on her face.
"Ji, please come inside. Sorry"
"Thank you so much, Tanvi", Nayyar walked into the living room, and held her next to him with his left hand holding her waist, not allowing her to move away from him.
"Welcome Mr. Nayyar. I am so glad you came", Upendra came forward and shook his hand with the older man.
"Thank you, Upendra. It's a beautiful house you have here, and a fabulous company too", Nayyar smiled with a quick look to Tanvi whose face remained hard as stone.
"Well, thanks you to Sir. It's a huge thing that you set foot to this place and I feel bad that my wife is not here to welcome you properly"
"Oh no, not at all. Please Upendra. Allowing me the company of Tanvi itself is the best stuff for me. Please don’t mind anything else, thank you", Nayyar was polite, and for some reason, Tanvi liked it...
"Well, I was about to go for a nap as we had a heavy morning and lunch just now. Didn't we, Tanvi?", Upendra took a shot at her grimacing face.
"Ji, yes, Upen"
"Okay, then. Please feel free just like your own home, Mr. Nayyar. If you prefer outdoor, walk out of the garage below and it opens up to our private beach area. Enjoy the food and drinks, Tanvi knows this place very well"
"Fantastic. Thanks Upendra. I believe we will spend some good time to know each other, Tanvi", Nayyar smiled affectionately, and she liked it, despite the whole scenario of her being the slut for sale.
"Okay then. Enjoy yourselves. I will out and finish some business with my wife", Upendra updated and climbed up to first floor, then few minutes later, came dressed up and with a wave towards her, left the mansion in his SUV.
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"So, Tanvi", Nayyar smiled and left her waist, releasing her.
"Ji"
"Please call me Bobby. That's the name I like to be called. Nayyar is too formal to be taken between us now"
"Sure"
"Would you prefer to eat something before we head out?”
“Nayyarji… sorry, I mean Bobby”
“Yes, my dear”
“I am not who you think I am, please. You need to understand me, please”
“And, what exactly do I think of you, sweetheart?” Nayyar smiled at her.
Tanvi saw it was genuine. But then, she thought of how many genuine smiles she had seen already that turned out to be the most devasting ones, one after other. She held back.
“Bobby, I am not a service-woman like you think, or was made to think by Upendra. I have a situation and due to which…“
“Tanvi, who said anything as such? I never thought you were one. But again, why do you think I am here for?”
“You… you… want to have me”
Nayyar couldn’t suppress his laugh. He laughed, and it made her nervous and doubtful.
“Alright, I get it. We can talk about all of this afterwards. Would you be alright if I take some photos of yours? That’s all what I am asking now.”
“Photos? But why, Bobby?”
“I want to capture you into stills. That’s who I am. But, I won’t move a finger unless you give me that permission. Do I have it, Tanvi?” his voice was calm, composed and very much relaxing.
It helped.
“Can you take it in my phone, please? I… I am a mother Bobby, and I have a life that will shatter if…”
“I understand. Your phone it is. But, Tanvi, I would like to see you in open air, especially when Upendra told me there is a beach behind this house"
Tanvi looked at the old man staring back at her. His face silently asking her to trust him.
She took one step backward.
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