Misc. Erotica HOT WIFE RICHA

[manigopal]

“I thought you enjoy being treated this way! Don’t you?”, he popped the unpleasant question again. Richa knew men enjoy her discomfort in making her confess that truth. Verma was no exception as he put it to her. Richa nodded hesitantly and that made him smile. He asked my wife to fetch him something to drink as he made himself comfortable in our living room. He moved the curtains open and was enjoying the nice view from our living room while Richa fetched him a Tropicana juice with a glass of water. She stumbled as she reached the living room seeing the open curtains. It wasn’t that she was going to be seen by people outside but it was a natural reaction that made her pause for a moment. She surpassed it quickly and stood obediently behind Verma as he started sipping the juice. He placed his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to the sliding where he was standing. Richa stood nervously although the area wasn’t brightly lit. He kept massaging her around the waist area and slowly moving up to her chest. “You didn’t answer me!”, Mr. Verma reminded her of his earlier question. Richa delayed answering but eventually nodded positively. “Yes, right?”, he probed further. “Yes Sir!” she confessed finally.
 
“Great! Let us continue! Let me get you cleaned first!”
 
 
“Great! Let us continue! Let me get you cleaned first!” announced Verma as he turned around and instructed Richa to walk with him. My wife was slowly dragged to our bedroom and then in our bathroom. Verma looked around to take a good look at it. “Wow! This is much cleaner than the hospital one!” he commented to remind her about the previous incidence. Richa didn’t react and kept standing beside him until she was pushed down on the knees. Verma picked up the jet spree and directed it towards her. “Show me your face bitch!” roared Verma as he positioned it. Richa looked up to him but had to instantly look away due to the force of water. “Close your eyes and open your mouth!” came the next command. He positioned her by the wall, made her hold the tap for support and raise her face so he could clean her mouth. My wife obliged and readied herself. Verma washed her entire face initially before directing the water straight into her mouth. Thankfully he would stop in between to allow her grasp her breath. It continued for some time wherein he directed the strong current on her breasts and also into her tunnel. It tickled her but wasn’t as painful and Richa survived it comfortably.
 
“Keep your mouth open bitch!” Verma commanded as he continued playing with jet. Richa was much comfortable and quickly opened her mouth wider. But it was the toilet cleaning brush that invaded her mouth this time. Richa tried to close but couldn’t as the brush was pushed inside. Thankfully, it wasn’t as dirty as the one in hospital but still it was a toilet cleaning brush. Richa coughed hysterically when it was pulled out. She tried puking out lot of saliva to feel cleaner but was stuffed with the brush again. “Lick it clean!” Verma commanded her further as he actually put it into toilet pot and placed in front of her mouth instead of pushing it in. Richa hesitated and tried to excuse herself. “I know you will do it bitch!” he commented as he saw Richa backing off. He extended his feet and used his toe to rub her lower lips and press her clit. He still didn’t push the brush in her mouth but instead kept it out. He wanted her to willingly lick it off. “Come on bitch! I know you can play a urinal in a gent’s public toilet as well. This is much cleaner, isn’t it?” he kept arousing her by degrading her. It was accompanied by him spitting on her face and his fingers tickling her womanhood. Richa showed larger resilience this time but it eventually broke down. His laughter embarrassed her more than the feeling or taste of licking the dirty toilet brush. She had honored his command and licked the brush like a cock just the way he expected. Her resistance was again broken down by him. It didn’t need Mr. Verma put a lot of effort to have her face buried into the toilet and being flushed. She had licked the toilet floor, brush and even the mat outside the toilet before being washed inside toilet pot. Her level of filthiness probably pleased Mr. Verma as he left her for cleaning herself after having urinated on her entire body.
 
Mr. Verma moved around our house before settling in the living area watching television and helping himself with some food. It was quite late in the night but he was probably consuming more energy. He had an apple and another glass of juice while he was relaxing and browsing through his phone. Richa took long 30 minutes to clean herself and the bathroom before stepping out. She didn’t put on clothes but instead had just a towel wrapped covering essentials. She asked him if he wanted anything else to eat but he nodded off and instructed her to sit beside him. My wife sat a bit hesitantly but was soon pulled closer. Mr. Verma didn’t rush to undo the towel but instead started kissing her shoulders and smelling her fresh body. He lifted her and took her on his laps and started kissing her bare back, shoulders, neck and then her lips. Richa has confessed to me many times that she gets uncomfortable when someone tries to make vanilla love with her. It was the same case here as Mr. Verma kept playing with her beautiful body gently. He noticed Richa had closed her eyes and was slightly uncomfortable. He started caressing her lips using his fingers and suggested her to open her mouth. Richa agreed instantly and he placed his thumb inside her mouth before replacing it gradually with all fingers. Richa happily sucked his left and right both.
 
“I wanted to try something adventurous! That’s why I was calling you over!!” he exclaimed while his fingers were gently massaging my wife’s lips.
 
Richa wasn’t sure how to react to his remark so preferred to stay quiet. He too wasn’t really expecting a response from her and continued his rant. “I was planning to do you in that common toilet on the floor” he mentioned referencing to the toilet on the hospital floor where he and Richa first enjoyed. “The other idea was to take you down to the road and penetrate just behind the bus stop. And I am sure Kamble would have also loved to have you in their room” he continued. “You know those people from adjacent slums (he was referring to slum area near the hospital), I saw them doing right behind that bus stop. There were like 2 couples in action very close to each other” he provided unwarranted information to my wife. Richa was still playing neutral as he continued talking. “What do you think?” he asked her once he finished his part. He wasn’t really touching her anymore, they were just sitting close and he was trying to look into her eyes. It made her quite uncomfortable and she looked away. “Do you want to try something daring?” he asked her.
 
“Like what?” my wife managed to murmur through all her nervousness.