03-01-2019, 11:27 PM
"I don't want to hear any complaints! Make sure he is happy! (Muze koi shikayat nahi ani chahiye! Patil saab ko khush rakhna hai, samazi na?)", Ranabhir spoke as Richa was stepping out. She nodded in agreement and walked towards the apartment lobby. The watchman didn't recognize her and called up the intercom to confirm letting her go. She had butterflies in her stomach as she reached the floor and was about to ring the bell. For a moment, she felt like running away but then she told herself that Ranabhir wanted this and proceeded with the plan.
“Tringgggggg”, Richa ranged the doorbell.
The door opened within a minute but what she saw inside literally stunned her. Mr. Patil didn’t open the door, instead there was another man who did and she couldn’t locate Mr. Patil inside the room when she glanced. She was least prepared for this and didn’t know how to react. Her nervousness was visible on her face and her body gesture, she was about to turn back and run away.
“Bola, kon pahije? (Yes? who do you want to meet?)”, the man at the door asked her.
“Patil saab (Mr. Patil)”, my wife barely managed to speak.
“Kya kaam hai? (What do you want?)”, the man asked with relatively calm face.
There was no way Richa could answer that question honestly. She was made to visit a man who she hardly knew anything about. The meeting was set up by another stranger man who didn’t tell her anything than indicating she was going to be screwed there. But she had found herself in front of another man who was asking her the purpose of her visit. Richa knew she was in difficult position but she took a deep breath and then spoke.
“Patil saab ne muze ghar bulaya tha! Unka kuch kaam tha. Ranabhir sir ne muze aisa message diya (Mr. Patil wanted me to visit his home. Mr. Ranabhir Sir told me to visit his place), she spoke calmly.
“Agar wo ghar pe nahi hai to mein baad mein ati hoon (If he is not home, I will come later)”, Richa continued and pulled out her phone to call Ranabhir and tell him about this.
“Ek minute! Aap baitho idhar, mein call karta hoon unko! (Please wait here, I will call Mr. Patil to check)”, the man said while pointing to a chair near his door. Richa waited there just stepping inside but the door was still open. The man already called Mr. Patil from his cell phone and spoke something in a softer tone. Richa could see the devilish smile appearing on his face and she got worried for a moment.
The man proved her fear to be true as he quickly disconnected the phone and moved towards Richa. He put his hand around her and dragged her inside to close the door. Her nervousness only increased when she saw another man stepping out from inside into the living room but Mr. Patil was still not to be seen. Richa was almost shivering when the man (Mr. Tawde as he was introduced later) came forward and grabbed her. He didn’t bother for even a “high or hello” and got into kissing Richa's face straight away. Although this was more convenient for Richa instead of having that uncomfortable conversation, she was relatively worried of what Ranabhir was turning her into. She was asked by Ranabhir to entertain his friend and instead she was being taken up by that person’s unknown friends. Before Richa could conclude her thinking though, her mouth was spread open by Tawde ji and he started sucking her tongue while Rathod ji (the other man) got busy into pressing her assets downwards. As with most of the other men, Tawde and Rathod were excited to have someone as beautiful and well-endowed liked Richa to have under them. It was quite visible in the first 5 minutes when they were very untidy with her. She was pulled and stretched, mauled and groped, kissed and licked, basically manhandled. She didn’t react but was definitely uncomfortable especially with the way her dressed was pulled off. She had nothing spare with her and she couldn’t offer to undress herself, so she could only pray that they don’t tear her clothes off. And it seems it was heard; as the doorbell rang. She quickly adjusted her clothes before Tawde ji opened the door.
“Ajun chalu nahi zalat tumhi? Kapde pan nahi kadhlet? (How come you haven’t yet started enjoying her body? She is still not naked)”, Patil saab enquired as he entered the house staring at Richa. It didn’t amaze her as she knew what was in store for her. She just wanted it to get over in time and without much damage. The trio burst into laughter as Mr. Patil settled in while Rathod ji moved back close to Richa. He stretched her arms up and started removing her kurta. Richa didn’t protest and was semi naked in front of 3 strangers one more time as he quickly unhooked her bra and pulled her closer. He quickly engrossed in sucking her big melons that were totally exposed. It must have driven him wild as he quickly got into sucking and biting her nipples and kneading her other breast with his hand while his other palm was stretching her mouth open. There was so much force that she couldn’t stand and fell down on sofa. Rathod ji followed her all over destroying her breasts completely. Richa was definitely in pain but couldn’t even moan with his palm stuffing her mouth. Her eyes were pleading but no one bothered to look at her. Mr. Patil quickly changed into a short pant and joined his friends outside while Tawde ji was waiting for him to join.
“Kuthe shodhlis re? ekdum piklela maal ahe! (Where did you find her man? Classy ripped babe!)”, Tawde ji exclaimed to his friend. “Arey tya Ranabhir chya olkhichi ahe, tyane ch anli mazya kade gelya veli. solid maal ahe zavayla! (Ranabhir knows her. he brought her here. Believe me she is a treat to screw!)”, Mr. Patil responded to Tawde ji. They both laughed as Rathod ji nodded in agreement to his comments. Richa could understood their comments but was more worried about the byte marks Rathod ji was leaving in and around her breasts and cleavage. He was tormenting her breasts and Richa didn’t resist thinking it could be too early. It was encouraging him to go harder and she could only hope he melts down. “Ratra bhar ahe ka hee? (Is she going to stay whole night?)”, asked Tawde ji. “Thevun ghe re ek ratra tari! (Man, please make her stay atleast a night!)”, responded Rathod ji in between all the kissing and biting. Mr. Patil smiled knowing that his friends were quite pleased with Richa's body. “Aan jara tila ikde, vicharu ya tila ch! (Bring her here; let us ask her if she can stay!)”, exclaimed Mr. Patil to his friends. Mr. Rathod quickly acknowledged and dragged Richa over to sofa where Mr. Patil and Mr. Tawde were sitting. She was first passed to Mr. Tawde who gave her a byte just around her waist before passing over to Mr. Patil. “Kadh …chaddi kadh tichi! (Pull her salwars down man!)”, Mr. Patil asked his friend and passed Richa back to him. Tawdeji didn’t waste a minute and untied her salwar first. Richa was now left in the panty only. As soon as her salwar was pulled out, both her butt cheaks were slapped hard. “Hee pan kadhu na? (Shall I take the panty off too?)”, Mr. Tawde asked and quickly pulled her panty down once Mr. Patil nodded. Mr. Tawde was quick to touch her cunt and laughed loudly announcing, “thodi oli ahe re saali…raand ahe pakki! (Damn, she is slight wet guys….no wonder she is a slut!)”. Richa couldn’t help as her body betrayed her.
Mr. Patil now proudly pulled her on his lap. He spread her legs around his legs and made her sit down. “Ranabhir mhanala mala….ek number chi raand ahe ti….kahi hi karu shakta tumhi tuchya sobat! (Ranabhir mentioned to me….she is a big time whore….you can do literally anything and she cooperates!)”, he announced.
“Aahes na raand? (Aren’t you a big time whore?)”, Mr. Patil this time asked my wife in an authoritive tone. Richa could understand his question but couldn’t answer, instead she just lowered her gaze. This time she got a tight slap across her face by Mr. Patil that made her fumble. Mr. Rathod supported her from falling and when she was stepping up again on Mr. Patil’s lap, she was slapped again on her butts by both Mr. Tawde and Mr. Rathod. She moaned a bit in pain when it was repeated equally hard.
“Tringgggggg”, Richa ranged the doorbell.
The door opened within a minute but what she saw inside literally stunned her. Mr. Patil didn’t open the door, instead there was another man who did and she couldn’t locate Mr. Patil inside the room when she glanced. She was least prepared for this and didn’t know how to react. Her nervousness was visible on her face and her body gesture, she was about to turn back and run away.
“Bola, kon pahije? (Yes? who do you want to meet?)”, the man at the door asked her.
“Patil saab (Mr. Patil)”, my wife barely managed to speak.
“Kya kaam hai? (What do you want?)”, the man asked with relatively calm face.
There was no way Richa could answer that question honestly. She was made to visit a man who she hardly knew anything about. The meeting was set up by another stranger man who didn’t tell her anything than indicating she was going to be screwed there. But she had found herself in front of another man who was asking her the purpose of her visit. Richa knew she was in difficult position but she took a deep breath and then spoke.
“Patil saab ne muze ghar bulaya tha! Unka kuch kaam tha. Ranabhir sir ne muze aisa message diya (Mr. Patil wanted me to visit his home. Mr. Ranabhir Sir told me to visit his place), she spoke calmly.
“Agar wo ghar pe nahi hai to mein baad mein ati hoon (If he is not home, I will come later)”, Richa continued and pulled out her phone to call Ranabhir and tell him about this.
“Ek minute! Aap baitho idhar, mein call karta hoon unko! (Please wait here, I will call Mr. Patil to check)”, the man said while pointing to a chair near his door. Richa waited there just stepping inside but the door was still open. The man already called Mr. Patil from his cell phone and spoke something in a softer tone. Richa could see the devilish smile appearing on his face and she got worried for a moment.
The man proved her fear to be true as he quickly disconnected the phone and moved towards Richa. He put his hand around her and dragged her inside to close the door. Her nervousness only increased when she saw another man stepping out from inside into the living room but Mr. Patil was still not to be seen. Richa was almost shivering when the man (Mr. Tawde as he was introduced later) came forward and grabbed her. He didn’t bother for even a “high or hello” and got into kissing Richa's face straight away. Although this was more convenient for Richa instead of having that uncomfortable conversation, she was relatively worried of what Ranabhir was turning her into. She was asked by Ranabhir to entertain his friend and instead she was being taken up by that person’s unknown friends. Before Richa could conclude her thinking though, her mouth was spread open by Tawde ji and he started sucking her tongue while Rathod ji (the other man) got busy into pressing her assets downwards. As with most of the other men, Tawde and Rathod were excited to have someone as beautiful and well-endowed liked Richa to have under them. It was quite visible in the first 5 minutes when they were very untidy with her. She was pulled and stretched, mauled and groped, kissed and licked, basically manhandled. She didn’t react but was definitely uncomfortable especially with the way her dressed was pulled off. She had nothing spare with her and she couldn’t offer to undress herself, so she could only pray that they don’t tear her clothes off. And it seems it was heard; as the doorbell rang. She quickly adjusted her clothes before Tawde ji opened the door.
“Ajun chalu nahi zalat tumhi? Kapde pan nahi kadhlet? (How come you haven’t yet started enjoying her body? She is still not naked)”, Patil saab enquired as he entered the house staring at Richa. It didn’t amaze her as she knew what was in store for her. She just wanted it to get over in time and without much damage. The trio burst into laughter as Mr. Patil settled in while Rathod ji moved back close to Richa. He stretched her arms up and started removing her kurta. Richa didn’t protest and was semi naked in front of 3 strangers one more time as he quickly unhooked her bra and pulled her closer. He quickly engrossed in sucking her big melons that were totally exposed. It must have driven him wild as he quickly got into sucking and biting her nipples and kneading her other breast with his hand while his other palm was stretching her mouth open. There was so much force that she couldn’t stand and fell down on sofa. Rathod ji followed her all over destroying her breasts completely. Richa was definitely in pain but couldn’t even moan with his palm stuffing her mouth. Her eyes were pleading but no one bothered to look at her. Mr. Patil quickly changed into a short pant and joined his friends outside while Tawde ji was waiting for him to join.
“Kuthe shodhlis re? ekdum piklela maal ahe! (Where did you find her man? Classy ripped babe!)”, Tawde ji exclaimed to his friend. “Arey tya Ranabhir chya olkhichi ahe, tyane ch anli mazya kade gelya veli. solid maal ahe zavayla! (Ranabhir knows her. he brought her here. Believe me she is a treat to screw!)”, Mr. Patil responded to Tawde ji. They both laughed as Rathod ji nodded in agreement to his comments. Richa could understood their comments but was more worried about the byte marks Rathod ji was leaving in and around her breasts and cleavage. He was tormenting her breasts and Richa didn’t resist thinking it could be too early. It was encouraging him to go harder and she could only hope he melts down. “Ratra bhar ahe ka hee? (Is she going to stay whole night?)”, asked Tawde ji. “Thevun ghe re ek ratra tari! (Man, please make her stay atleast a night!)”, responded Rathod ji in between all the kissing and biting. Mr. Patil smiled knowing that his friends were quite pleased with Richa's body. “Aan jara tila ikde, vicharu ya tila ch! (Bring her here; let us ask her if she can stay!)”, exclaimed Mr. Patil to his friends. Mr. Rathod quickly acknowledged and dragged Richa over to sofa where Mr. Patil and Mr. Tawde were sitting. She was first passed to Mr. Tawde who gave her a byte just around her waist before passing over to Mr. Patil. “Kadh …chaddi kadh tichi! (Pull her salwars down man!)”, Mr. Patil asked his friend and passed Richa back to him. Tawdeji didn’t waste a minute and untied her salwar first. Richa was now left in the panty only. As soon as her salwar was pulled out, both her butt cheaks were slapped hard. “Hee pan kadhu na? (Shall I take the panty off too?)”, Mr. Tawde asked and quickly pulled her panty down once Mr. Patil nodded. Mr. Tawde was quick to touch her cunt and laughed loudly announcing, “thodi oli ahe re saali…raand ahe pakki! (Damn, she is slight wet guys….no wonder she is a slut!)”. Richa couldn’t help as her body betrayed her.
Mr. Patil now proudly pulled her on his lap. He spread her legs around his legs and made her sit down. “Ranabhir mhanala mala….ek number chi raand ahe ti….kahi hi karu shakta tumhi tuchya sobat! (Ranabhir mentioned to me….she is a big time whore….you can do literally anything and she cooperates!)”, he announced.
“Aahes na raand? (Aren’t you a big time whore?)”, Mr. Patil this time asked my wife in an authoritive tone. Richa could understand his question but couldn’t answer, instead she just lowered her gaze. This time she got a tight slap across her face by Mr. Patil that made her fumble. Mr. Rathod supported her from falling and when she was stepping up again on Mr. Patil’s lap, she was slapped again on her butts by both Mr. Tawde and Mr. Rathod. She moaned a bit in pain when it was repeated equally hard.
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