Adultery My Wife’s Bull – From Honeymoon to Hotwife

[Sigan007]

Chapter 106: The First Client – Deep Throat Fuck

The private toilet door opened. The first client, a middle-aged businessman in a suit, stepped inside. He locked the door and looked at Meera, who was standing naked, her body still marked from the previous activities.
**Client 1:** (smiling) So, you are the Minister’s special girl. Let’s see how good you are.
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick cock. It was already hard.
**Client 1:** (grabbing Meera’s hair) On your knees. Open your mouth.
Meera knelt down in front of him. She opened her mouth. The client pushed his cock deep into her throat in one thrust.
**Meera:** (gagging) Mmmph…
**Client 1:** (holding her head) Take it all. I want to feel your throat.
His cock went deep, the head pushing into her throat. Meera’s eyes watered as she gagged.
**Client 1:** (groaning) Good… your throat is tight. Take it deeper.
He pushed harder, his cock going all the way down her throat. Meera’s nose touched his pubic hair.
**Client 1:** (holding her head in place) Feel my cock in your throat. You are my deep throat whore now.
Meera’s throat contracted around his cock. She struggled to breathe, but the client held her head firmly.
**Client 1:** (pulling out for a second) Breathe.
Meera gasped for air, saliva dripping from her mouth.
**Client 1:** (pushing back in) Now take it again.

He started face-fucking her, pulling her head back and forth, his cock going in and out of her throat.
**Client 1:** (groaning) Your throat is so good. Take every inch, you fucking slut.
Meera’s eyes rolled back, tears flowing down her cheeks. The client fucked her throat without mercy, his balls slapping against her chin.
**Client 1:** (grunting) You are a perfect deep throat whore. Your husband would be proud.
He held her head and pushed deep, holding it there for long seconds.
**Client 1:** (groaning) I’m cumming down your throat. Swallow it all.
He came hard, shooting thick ropes of cum straight down her throat. Meera swallowed everything, coughing as he pulled out.
**Client 1:** (patting her head) Good girl. You took it well.
Meera sat on the floor, gasping, saliva and cum dripping from her mouth.
**Meera’s Inner Thoughts:**  
*He fucked my throat so deep… I couldn’t breathe… but I took it all… I am his deep throat whore now…*
The first client left the toilet. The next one was waiting outside.
Chapter 107: The Second Client – Red Rose
Thirty minutes had passed. Meera was still in the private toilet, her body sore from the first client. The door knocked.
**Client 2:** (from outside) Red Rose.
Meera’s heart beat fast. She opened the door. Client 2, a tall, muscular man in his 40s, stepped inside and locked the door.
**Client 2:** (smiling) So, you are the Minister’s special girl. Let’s see how good you are.

He grabbed Meera’s hair and pulled her head back.
**Client 2:** (slapping her face lightly) On your knees.
Meera knelt down. The client pulled out his thick cock and pushed it between her breasts.
**Client 2:** (grabbing her tits) Tit fuck me.
He started fucking her tits hard, his cock sliding between her soft breasts. He pulled her hair, making her look up at him.
**Client 2:** (slapping her face) Look at me while I fuck your tits.
Meera looked at him, her breasts bouncing with every thrust.
**Client 2:** (slapping her face again) Good whore. Your tits are perfect for this.
He fucked her tits harder, his cock slapping against her chest.
**Client 2:** (pulling her hair) Open your mouth.
He pushed his cock into her mouth, face-fucking her while pulling her hair.
**Client 2:** (slapping her face) Take it deep. Choke on it.
Meera gagged as his cock went deep into her throat.
**Client 2:** (groaning) Good slut. Your throat is tight.
He continued face-fucking her, pulling her hair and slapping her face lightly.
**Client 2:** (slapping her tits) These tits are mine now.
He went back to tit fucking, slapping her face and pulling her hair.
**Client 2:** (grunting) I’m cumming on your tits.
He came hard on her breasts, covering them with cum.
**Client 2:** (patting her head) Good whore. Clean it.
Meera licked his cock clean.
**Client 2:** (leaving) See you next time.
Meera sat on the floor, cum on her tits, breathing heavily.
**Meera’s Inner Thoughts:**  
*He fucked my tits and face… slapped me… pulled my hair… I took it all… I am his whore now…*
The second client left. The next one was waiting.

Chapter 108: Client 3 – The Big Cock in the Toilet
One hour had passed. Meera was still in the private toilet, her body sore and covered in cum from the previous clients. The door knocked again.
**Client 3:** (from outside) Red Rose.
Meera opened the door. Client 3, a big, muscular man in his 40s, stepped inside and locked the door. He looked at Meera with lust.
**Client 3:** (smiling) So, you are the special girl. Let’s have some fun.
He sat on the toilet seat, his pants down. His cock was very big and thick, rock hard.
**Client 3:** (pointing) Sit on it. I want your ass.
Meera looked at his huge cock, her eyes wide with fear.
**Meera:** (voice trembling) It’s too big… it will hurt…
**Client 3:** (grabbing her hips) Sit on it. Now.
Meera slowly lowered herself onto his cock. The head pushed against her ass.
**Meera:** (gasping) Ahhh… it’s too big… it won’t fit…
**Client 3:** (pulling her down) Take it. You are my whore now.
Meera’s ass stretched painfully as the thick cock entered her. She screamed as it went deeper.

**Meera:** (crying) Ahhhh… it’s tearing me… so big… please slow…
**Client 3:** (pulling her down harder) Take it all. Your ass is mine.
The big round cock went deep into her ass. Meera’s body shook with pain.
**Meera:** (screaming) It’s too deep… it hurts so much… ahhhh…
**Client 3:** (holding her hips) Ride it. Move your ass.
Meera started moving up and down, her ass stretching around the huge cock. The pain was intense, but she kept moving.
**Client 3:** (slapping her ass) Faster, whore. Take my big cock in your ass.
**Meera:** (crying and moaning) It’s so big… it’s filling me completely… ahhh… it hurts but I can take it…
**Client 3:** (pulling her hair) Good slut. Your ass is tight.
He thrust up hard, making Meera scream.
**Meera:** (screaming) Ahhhh… it’s too deep… I feel so full… fuck my ass…
**Client 3:** (grunting) Your ass is perfect for my big cock. Take it all.
He fucked her ass hard, his big cock stretching her completely. Meera’s body shook with every thrust.
**Meera:** (crying) It hurts… but don’t stop… fuck my ass… I am your whore…
**Client 3:** (slapping her ass) Good whore. Take my cum in your ass.
He came deep in her ass, filling her with thick cum.
**Client 3:** (patting her ass) Good girl. You took it well.
Meera sat on his cock, cum leaking from her ass, breathing heavily.

**Meera’s Inner Thoughts:**  
*His cock was so big… it tore my ass… the pain was so intense… but I took it… I am his whore now…*
The client left the toilet. The next one was waiting outside.

Chapter 109: Client 4 – The Unfit Man
The door knocked again. Meera, still sore from the previous clients, opened it. Client 4, a short, overweight man in his 50s with a weak body, stepped inside. He looked nervous and unfit, his belly hanging over his belt.
**Client 4:** (sweating) So, you are the girl. Let’s do it.
He sat on the toilet seat and pulled down his pants. His penis was small and not fully hard.
**Client 4:** (trying to get hard) Come here. Sit on it.
Meera sat on his lap, trying to guide his small cock into her pussy. It was difficult. The man was not strong enough to thrust properly.
**Client 4:** (grunting) Put it in. I want to fuck you.
Meera tried to push it in, but it was soft. She used her hand to stroke it, trying to make it hard.
**Client 4:** (sweating) Come on… get hard… I paid for this…
Meera sat on it, forcing it inside her pussy. The man tried to thrust, but he had no energy. His movements were weak and slow.
**Client 4:** (breathing heavily) Ahhh… your pussy is tight… but I can’t… I am tired…
Meera moved up and down, trying to make it work. The man’s small cock slipped out several times.
**Client 4:** (frustrated) Hold it in… I want to cum…

Meera held his cock and sat on it again. The man tried to thrust, but his body was weak. He was sweating heavily, breathing fast.
**Client 4:** (grunting) Ahhh… I am cumming… take it…
He came weakly inside her, his body shaking from the effort.
**Client 4:** (panting) Good… you are good…
Meera stood up, cum leaking from her pussy. The man was exhausted.
**Client 4:** (wiping his sweat) You are a good whore. I will come again.
He left the toilet. Meera sat on the floor, feeling the contrast from the previous strong clients.
The fourth client was over. The next one was waiting outside.


Chapter 110: The Minister Comes to the Toilet
After the fourth client left, the private toilet was quiet. Meera sat on the floor, her body sore, cum leaking from her pussy and ass, her face and breasts covered in dried cum. The door opened. The Minister, Kahan Sharma, stepped inside and locked the door.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (looking at her) Meera, how are you? The clients are satisfied with you.
**Meera:** (voice weak, sitting on the floor) Sir… it was intense… they used me hard… my body is sore…
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (smiling) Good. That is what I wanted. You are performing well. Tell me how you feel.
**Meera:** (breathing heavily) I feel used, Sir… like a whore… but I am doing it for the 3 days. I want to go back to my husband after this.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (nodding) I understand. Your husband is lucky to have a wife like you. But for these 3 days, you are mine. Tell me about the clients. How did they fuck you?
**Meera:** (softly) The first one fucked my throat deep… the second one fucked my tits and face… the third one had a big cock and fucked my ass hard… the fourth one was weak but still used me…
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (smiling) Good. You took them all. I am proud of you. Now, are you ready for more?
**Meera:** (nodding) Yes, Sir. I will do whatever you want.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (touching her face) Good girl.
**Meera:** (whispering) Thank you, Sir.

Chapter 108: Leaving the Office – The Private Glassed Car

The Minister’s office meeting was over. The Minister, Kahan Sharma, stood up and looked at Meera.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** We are leaving. Come with me.
Meera followed him out of the office. They walked to the private parking area where a fully glassed luxury car was waiting. The car had tinted but transparent glass on all sides, allowing a clear view from outside.
The Minister opened the back door.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** Get in.
Meera got into the car. The Minister followed and closed the door. The driver started the car.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (to the driver) Drive to the villa. Take the long route.
The car started moving. The Minister turned to Meera.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** Hands behind your back.
Meera put her hands behind her back. The Minister tied them with a rope, making sure they were secure.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** Legs spread.
He tied her ankles to the seat legs, spreading her legs wide.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** Now, your clothes.
He took a small knife and cut her tight white shirt, ripping it off her body. He cut her bra, throwing it away. Then he cut her A-line midi skirt and panty, leaving her completely naked in the car.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (throwing the clothes out the window) You don’t need clothes anymore.
He inserted a large vibrator into her pussy and another into her ass, turning them on high speed.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (smiling) Feel that. They will stay on.
He put a mouth cage on her, forcing her mouth open. Then he blindfolded her with a black cloth.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** Now you are ready. The drive will be long.
The car moved through the city. Meera was tied, naked, vibrators buzzing inside her, mouth caged, eyes blindfolded. The fully glassed car allowed people outside to see her clearly.
The car continued its journey. The Minister sat beside her, watching her body react to the vibrators.
The drive was long and humiliating for Meera.
The luxury glassed car was speeding on the highway at 100 km per hour. The Minister, Kahan Sharma, was in the back seat, his pants open. Meera was kneeling between his legs, her head in his lap.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (hand on her head) Suck it. Keep it in your mouth while I drive.
Meera took his thick cock in her mouth, sucking him slowly at first. The car was moving fast, the road vibrations making her body shake.

**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (groaning) Deeper. Take it all.
Meera pushed her head down, taking him deep into her throat. The car sped up, the wind noise loud outside the glass.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (pushing her head) Good whore. Suck your Minister’s cock at 100 km speed.
Meera bobbed her head, her saliva dripping down his cock. The car overtook other vehicles. People in other cars could see her head moving in the Minister’s lap through the glass.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (moaning) Look at the cars. They can see you sucking me. You are my highway whore.
Meera sucked harder, her tongue swirling around the head. The car vibrations made her mouth move on his cock.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (pulling her hair) Faster. Make me cum while I drive.
Meera deep throated him, her nose touching his pubic hair. The car was at full speed, the engine humming.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (groaning) Your throat is so tight. Take it all, slut.
He held her head down, his cock deep in her throat. Meera gagged but kept sucking.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (slapping her face lightly) Good girl. You are perfect.
Meera continued sucking, her head moving up and down. The car passed trucks and cars, the drivers looking at the scene.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (close to cumming) I’m cumming. Swallow it all.
He came hard in her mouth, shooting thick ropes of cum down her throat. Meera swallowed everything, cleaning his cock with her tongue.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (patting her head) Good whore. Stay there. We have a long drive.
Meera stayed on her knees, her mouth on his cock, the car continuing at 100 km speed.
The drive continued with Meera sucking him again and again.

Chapter 110: Arrival and Walk – No Sex, No Tease
The luxury car finally stopped at a private resort on the outskirts of the city. The resort was luxurious, with beautiful gardens, fountains, and high-class villas. The Minister, Kahan Sharma, got out first and opened the door for Meera.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** We are here. This is the place for the party. Come, let’s walk.
They started walking along the paved path towards the main villa. The gardens were well-maintained, with flowers and lights. The evening air was cool.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (walking beside her) This resort is private. Only important guests are here. You will stay in my villa.
**Meera:** (walking calmly) It looks beautiful, Sir. Very peaceful.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** Yes. The party is for relaxation. You will meet the guests tomorrow. Tonight, you can rest.
They walked past the fountain, the water sparkling under the lights.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (pointing) That is the main hall. The party will be there. You will be one of the main girls.
**Meera:** (nodding) I understand, Sir.
They continued walking along the garden path. The sound of their footsteps was the only noise.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** (looking at the sky) The weather is good tonight. The stars are clear.
**Meera:** (looking up) Yes, Sir. It is nice.
They reached the private villa. The Minister opened the door.
**Minister Kahan Sharma:** This is your room, Rest well. Tomorrow is a big day.
**Meera:** (nodding) Thank you, Sir.
The Minister left her at the door. Meera entered the room and closed the door.
TO Be Continued