03-01-2019, 11:39 PM
Richa’s colleagues’ husband reached the room in next 5 minutes or so. They exchanged pleasantries and he thanked Richa and other colleagues for taking care of his wife. The guy was also relatively young and popped into Richa’s cleavage a couple of times but behaved otherwise. Richa soon grabbed her purse and everything and left from there. The man was waiting for her at the elevators and was glad to see come over. He quickly pulled her closer as if his own wife and placed his hand around her waist. Richa didn’t protest and got into elevator along with him. He kept pressing her waist but didn’t do anything that grabbed attention. When they stepped out, he asked Richa if she would come with him to his place or do something nasty right there in open. My poor wife politely refused to go to his house since she had to return home to her hubby. The man took it as an agreement to perform something nasty in open.
He dragged her to some of those food and tea stalls by the pavements where a lot of people were drinking tea, smoking or having some morning snacks. “I will drop some ketchup on my fingers and you will lick it seductively, okay?”, the man suddenly commanded her as he ordered for a sandwich at one of the hawkers. Richa was nervous as hell noticing the area to be relatively crowded. “Please! I can’t do it here!”, she responded timidly. “Then let’s go to my place!” he proposed the option. “No”, my wife nodded again. “Uff… too many no’s and I strip you here”, the man scolded my wife and that did the trick. “I will lick”, my wife quickly disclosed as he smiled devilishly and gave her a tight slap on bums. She was embarrassed as many men noticed it but it was just beginning. The man took the sandwich form the hawker and grabbed a bottle of ketchup also. He poured some in the paper plate and put it back on the cart. Then he moved a bit towards the cart and made Richa stand open to public. She was nervous and pleading. But the man took him time to munch the pieces of sandwich while she stood before. Eventually he kept a piece at the corner of the plate and commanded, “Eat! No hands!”. It sent shivers down her but Richa didn’t try to make a scene. She tried to cover the view using her body and lowered her torso to pick up that piece from plate. But it was enough to raise eyebrows as quite a handful of men noticed it. Their eyes were anyways rooted on her ever she walked in there in her sleeveless tight dress and they became curious when she attempted to eat that way. But the man wasn’t so easy, he backed off his hand with plate last minute and lowered it further. Stunned, my wife straightened up quickly but was commanded to try again. She was sweating in discomfort as she bent further this time and picked up the piece of sandwich successfully. “Nice! You’ve giving a good show to men!”, the man commented and asked her to munch the sandwich. Richa took an eternity to gulp it down and just couldn’t look around although there were more than 5-7 pairs of eyes closely watching her.
“Alright! Ketchup time! Are you ready?” asked the man and surprisingly my wife nodded in agreement quickly. She was embarrassed to core but it also turned her on. She tried to keep smile on her face to pretend as if they were just playing some kinky games. But she definitely had grabbed attention and the men stay rooted as the man grabbed ketchup bottle and poured some more in the plate. He buried his finger and then placed it in front of my wife’s face.
“Lick it bitch!”, the man commanded in relatively loud voice. It took no time for the men to realize what was happening. But they were stunned when Richa actually stretched her tongue out and started licking the man’s finger from below and above before starting to such it as his organ. The expressions and movements were enough for most men as they either pushed their hands in the pants or adjusted their organs from outside. There were certainly more men watching her than before but my wife stayed focused on the man. He was rock hard too as he pushed his middle finger wrapped with ketchup to her. Richa did similar and kept sucking his fingers as if it were male organs. She was sending waves of excitement in the whole area. The cart owner willingly handed over the ketchup bottle to the man with a wink.
“Good job bitch! Now the last test here!”, the man softly told my wife.
This time he mixed his two fingers into the ketchup and placed them in front of his groin area as if his erected member. Now this was epitome for the audience who quietly moved closer. They kept the distance but were watching with the greatest intent. My wife was commanded to go down on the knees on that open roadside cart and sucked his fingers placed as his organ with a good amount of audience. When she went down on knees, someone even hooted and framed her as bitch. But Richa calmly started licking the fingers first and placed them both in her mouth after it. She kept sucking his fingers for about a minute before he pulled out and pulled her up. He smiled at her and she smiled back too. But she didn’t dare to look around. The man quickly grabbed a jar of water to wash his hands. The audience that just witnessed live show was still stunned, many of them including cart owner, had to push their hands inside pants to adjust their hardness. The man quickly cleaned his fingers and sprinkled some water on my wife’s face before pushing my wife into a taxi along with him.
He asked the driver to take the taxi to nearby railway station and started groping her breasts and kissing her. “You’re such a slut! I wish I have you more often!”, he complimented and continued kissing my wife. Richa had no answer to his aggression and remained passive while kissing him back. It didn’t bother her much that the driver was watching it after the show she had hosted minutes back. The man asked her if she would visit her colleague again in next few days but Richa mentioned that even if she does, it may be for an hour and she won’t stay back as her relatives were in town already. “I don’t care where but I am going to have fun with you! Do you understand?” he roared while pinching her nipples as the taxi approached the railway station. He snatched her phone and saved his number on it as “Mr. Verma”.
“Answer calls from this number inside 3 rings! Else you suck me in open!”, the man spoke in authoritative voice.
“Yes Sir”, my wife managed to speak through the hard smooch he pushed her into. Finally, after a few slaps on her face and pinching of nipples, she was allowed to off load. And as she stepped out, her bums were slapped for the last time before she merged herself into the crowd. She turned back to find that the taxi had left already. As she walked inside the train station, she added Mr. Verma’s number into the group called “Tormentors” that already had likes of Ranabhir, Patil Saab, Mr Nagarkar etc. It took an hour of uneventful journey to return home and narrate the adventures to me.
Hello everyone! Back with another episode of Richa!
He dragged her to some of those food and tea stalls by the pavements where a lot of people were drinking tea, smoking or having some morning snacks. “I will drop some ketchup on my fingers and you will lick it seductively, okay?”, the man suddenly commanded her as he ordered for a sandwich at one of the hawkers. Richa was nervous as hell noticing the area to be relatively crowded. “Please! I can’t do it here!”, she responded timidly. “Then let’s go to my place!” he proposed the option. “No”, my wife nodded again. “Uff… too many no’s and I strip you here”, the man scolded my wife and that did the trick. “I will lick”, my wife quickly disclosed as he smiled devilishly and gave her a tight slap on bums. She was embarrassed as many men noticed it but it was just beginning. The man took the sandwich form the hawker and grabbed a bottle of ketchup also. He poured some in the paper plate and put it back on the cart. Then he moved a bit towards the cart and made Richa stand open to public. She was nervous and pleading. But the man took him time to munch the pieces of sandwich while she stood before. Eventually he kept a piece at the corner of the plate and commanded, “Eat! No hands!”. It sent shivers down her but Richa didn’t try to make a scene. She tried to cover the view using her body and lowered her torso to pick up that piece from plate. But it was enough to raise eyebrows as quite a handful of men noticed it. Their eyes were anyways rooted on her ever she walked in there in her sleeveless tight dress and they became curious when she attempted to eat that way. But the man wasn’t so easy, he backed off his hand with plate last minute and lowered it further. Stunned, my wife straightened up quickly but was commanded to try again. She was sweating in discomfort as she bent further this time and picked up the piece of sandwich successfully. “Nice! You’ve giving a good show to men!”, the man commented and asked her to munch the sandwich. Richa took an eternity to gulp it down and just couldn’t look around although there were more than 5-7 pairs of eyes closely watching her.
“Alright! Ketchup time! Are you ready?” asked the man and surprisingly my wife nodded in agreement quickly. She was embarrassed to core but it also turned her on. She tried to keep smile on her face to pretend as if they were just playing some kinky games. But she definitely had grabbed attention and the men stay rooted as the man grabbed ketchup bottle and poured some more in the plate. He buried his finger and then placed it in front of my wife’s face.
“Lick it bitch!”, the man commanded in relatively loud voice. It took no time for the men to realize what was happening. But they were stunned when Richa actually stretched her tongue out and started licking the man’s finger from below and above before starting to such it as his organ. The expressions and movements were enough for most men as they either pushed their hands in the pants or adjusted their organs from outside. There were certainly more men watching her than before but my wife stayed focused on the man. He was rock hard too as he pushed his middle finger wrapped with ketchup to her. Richa did similar and kept sucking his fingers as if it were male organs. She was sending waves of excitement in the whole area. The cart owner willingly handed over the ketchup bottle to the man with a wink.
“Good job bitch! Now the last test here!”, the man softly told my wife.
This time he mixed his two fingers into the ketchup and placed them in front of his groin area as if his erected member. Now this was epitome for the audience who quietly moved closer. They kept the distance but were watching with the greatest intent. My wife was commanded to go down on the knees on that open roadside cart and sucked his fingers placed as his organ with a good amount of audience. When she went down on knees, someone even hooted and framed her as bitch. But Richa calmly started licking the fingers first and placed them both in her mouth after it. She kept sucking his fingers for about a minute before he pulled out and pulled her up. He smiled at her and she smiled back too. But she didn’t dare to look around. The man quickly grabbed a jar of water to wash his hands. The audience that just witnessed live show was still stunned, many of them including cart owner, had to push their hands inside pants to adjust their hardness. The man quickly cleaned his fingers and sprinkled some water on my wife’s face before pushing my wife into a taxi along with him.
He asked the driver to take the taxi to nearby railway station and started groping her breasts and kissing her. “You’re such a slut! I wish I have you more often!”, he complimented and continued kissing my wife. Richa had no answer to his aggression and remained passive while kissing him back. It didn’t bother her much that the driver was watching it after the show she had hosted minutes back. The man asked her if she would visit her colleague again in next few days but Richa mentioned that even if she does, it may be for an hour and she won’t stay back as her relatives were in town already. “I don’t care where but I am going to have fun with you! Do you understand?” he roared while pinching her nipples as the taxi approached the railway station. He snatched her phone and saved his number on it as “Mr. Verma”.
“Answer calls from this number inside 3 rings! Else you suck me in open!”, the man spoke in authoritative voice.
“Yes Sir”, my wife managed to speak through the hard smooch he pushed her into. Finally, after a few slaps on her face and pinching of nipples, she was allowed to off load. And as she stepped out, her bums were slapped for the last time before she merged herself into the crowd. She turned back to find that the taxi had left already. As she walked inside the train station, she added Mr. Verma’s number into the group called “Tormentors” that already had likes of Ranabhir, Patil Saab, Mr Nagarkar etc. It took an hour of uneventful journey to return home and narrate the adventures to me.
Hello everyone! Back with another episode of Richa!
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