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Mily roy was just another regular bengali housewife with a daughter of 8 years old. Her regular chores included getting up early than others, give her hubby bed tea , cooking food for herself and her hubby and daughter.
Pack lunch for both her hubby and daughter , get her daughter ready and escort her to bus stop to see her off to school, do some window shopping and return back to their rented flat and finally settle down with a cup of tea for some time , before rushing off to her chores again.
Though she looked a normal, she was a very pretty Bengali beauty.. Even at age of 37, she did manage to turn heads.
With a height of 5’.6” , very fair and shapely figure of 34b, she was a stunner. She never wore high heels, in fact she could not afford one, but the lone silver anklet on her left ankle did add to her beauty. She mostly was in saree , exceptionally in nighty at home . She wore no makeup except a red lipstick; in fact she hardly needed any.
She seemed a contented woman, but deep down she was broken and needy both due to her lousy sex life and poor financial conditions.
Her hubby “Arup” aged 42 , bald was a mere clerk in a private firm and could hardly meet ends with his meager salary. His frustration pushed him to drink cheap liquors and therefore he hardly remained in true senses to fuck his pretty wife, and gradually lost interest in sex.
She often resorted to window shopping after seeing off her daughter to admire the beautiful dresses and jewelry in the show cases for self and her daughter, hoping someday she might lay hands on them. A day she dreamed off in near future, May be. She stared at them with longing eyes , that often brought tears in those lovely eyes.
Her daughter often asked for dresses, as she saw her friends in dazzling dresses, Mily would console her again and again with a false hope that she will buy her those dresses soon. She often asked Mily for fast foods, but then those wishes were too put off for future.
One fateful day, dressed in a black saree with a maroon half sleeve blouse , after seeing her daughter off, she stared blankly at a “princess dress” in one of the show case. It was so elegant and she imagined how lovely her daughter would look in that. She looked at the price tag, 6000/-, it was that kind of amount she could not even dream off, let alone spend.
She backed away from the show case window and was about to retrace her steps back to her flat, to her loneliness. She was intercepted by another lady , an elegant one , well dressed and with a polished look. “Looking for a dress for your daughter” she quipped. “ No no , just looking” Mily stammered.
“its ok to look , lets go for a coffee, shall we” She told Mily. “But I hardly know you” said Mily surprised.
“Well in that case, I am Sonali and I work for an NGO” and she extended her hands. “Now we are friends” she told as Mily extended her hands too. “ I am Mily”
They went to a nearby “Barista” . Mily wondered that she has seen this coffee shop many times , it was quite a costly one but never had the heart to step in.
They sat across the table with a coffee mug each in their hands and some cookies, which Mily had never tasted or seen before.
Sonali interacted very frankly and enquired Mily about her family , Mily too dazzled by elegance of Sonali confided to her about husband and daughter , on how they were struggling financially as if she had met a long lost friend.
“I run a NGO” she quipped again “ and we are looking for dedicated homely housewives to work for us , in their free time”
“But I have so much to do at home” replied Mily . “ only 2-3 hours are required from you “ Sonali assured “ That too not daily , say 3 days a week”
Mily was in doubts, how can she manage to spare 2-3 hours . Sonali sensed it and said “ Mily , the amount you will get paid , can help you fulfill your desires and dreams” . With this sentence , Mily looked up.
“You can buy that dress with your income easily, and make your daughter happy” she added. “What all do I have to do” asked Mily eagerly.
Sonali smiled “ Well, lets go to my house, Its quite nearby, there I will explain on what all do we do, you can decide to join us after that”
“but I have to return home before my daughter returns” told Mily.
“Don’t worry I will free you before that and pack some chicken chow mien for your daughter too, am sure she likes it” assured Sonali.
The prospects of getting paid and the packet of chowmien for her daughter dissolved all her doubts as she accompanied Sonali to her place. Her daughter was in fact nagging for few days for the chicken chowmien , she remembered.
They both reached a huge society, with many multi story flats. They entered one such lobby and reached 10th floor by lift.
Mily was taken aback seeing the flat after they entered the drawing room after passing through a corridor. It was gracefully designed and decorated. “I did all this with my money, I earned from NGO” Sonali told Mily, she saw hers eyes twinkle as they entered.
The drawing room was gracefully done, fitted with a spilt AC , huge LED TV , with a glass center table and the sofa so huge , that one could sleep in wondered Mily. The windows were closed and fitted with venetian blinds.
There was a pleasant aroma in the big room and the walls were nicely done too with wallpapers, the room was well lit.
Making her sit in the huge sofa , Sonali wandered off to the kitchen to bring some water as Mily requested, it was summer time in Kolkata.
She came back with the water and sat across. Mily admired the drawing room while sipping the water handed over to her. Sonali told her about on how their “NGO” helps needy women and others, Mily listened absentmindedly as she wondered in back of her mind on how she can have a beautiful flat like this from the money she would earn .
Mily snapped back to reality as the door bell rang. Sonali got off from her seat and went off to answer the bell.
Mily still sitting in the sofa could hear the door open and faint conversation between sonali and a male voice.
The male and sonali soon entered the drawing room . “Mily he is Mr. Ashim , our director” told Sonali “ He meets any new member personally , before any new lady joins us”
“And Ashim sir , she is Mily and wishes to join our organization” Sonali introduced the male person to her. The person with golden spectacles was dressed in black trouser and cream shirt. He had trimmed beard and with a stare that could burn through you.
Mily stood up and folded her hands in “namasate” and Mr. Ashim reciprocated.
Mily returned to her seat as Mr. Ashim sat beside her on the sofa. Mily noticed his burning stares on her as Sonali quipped “Ashim sir kindly evaluate her and explain her the profile, as I get back to kitchen to prepare some tea for you both”
“We are so grateful to wonderful women like you , to join us in our noble causes” his voice boomed in the drawing room for the first time. “I wish to join , But I don’t have much time” Mily stammered again .
Now Mr. Ashim held her hands in his as if calming her and boomed again “We don’t need much of your time , we know you have a family too. Only 2-3 hours for 3 days a week will be enough for the noble cause”. He didn’t let go off her hands but kept on hold them firmly.
No male has touched her before other than hubby. She shivered as he held her hands, his thumb running over her slender fingers. She tried to pull back her hand, but he didn’t let go rather closed in the gap between them, as he slid very close to her, facing her.
He could now smell the sweet fragrance of her talcum powder, which she applied before leaving home. She on the other hand could smell his sweaty masculine smell, it was turning her on. After all she was physically starved since many months and the touch and smell of another male was dissolving all her inhibitions.
Mily was forgetting that she was a wife and a mother, she now was a hungry woman yearning for a male touch.
Still holding her hands in his left hands , he brushed the hairs of Mily’s face and tucked them behind her left ear with his right hands, caressing her left cheek with his fingers.
She shuddered with this sudden move of his . “You have so many hidden desires and your pretty eyes are witness of those, You can fulfill all your hidden desires” he whispered in her left ear. She has never been so close to any other male before.
With these words he placed his burning lips on her nape kissing it lightly, as he placed his right hand on her shoulder trying to brush off hem of the saree (Pallu) off it.
“Leave me please” were the last proper words that passed her lips, as the pallu slipped off her shoulder onto lap as he went one discovering and kissing all over the nape. Her cleavage was exposed , but he was more busy on her neck and nape.
Her eyes were now half closed and her rosy lips were forming an “O” as a soft moan “Ohhh…” escaped her lips. With all her inhibitions dissolved and she forgetting that she was a mother , she knew in back of her mind , that she was going to get fucked by this man , whom she met just 15 minutes back .
As soon as he heard her moan, he knew she was his to take. He rested her head on the sofa head rest lightly as she started to look at the ceiling with her eyes half closed and cleavage exposed, he started to kiss her front neck.
Soon her neck was wet and shining with his wet kisses, he moved down and placed his lips upon her exposed cleavage. Mily’s hands were on sofa on either side her. He went on to plunder her cleavage as he showered his kisses on her exposed skin and over her blouse. His lips seeked her nipples over her blouse , and his tongue dived deep between her cleavage again and again.
Her moans and shallow breaths escaped her lips now and then and her hands now held onto his arms. Her blouse had hooks in front. He stopped his kissing and concentrated on the hooks and opened them one by one, she looked on with glazy eyes.
Soon the blouse flaps free from the hooks just hung on sides as her 34b boobs encased in white bra was before his eyes. He made her stand as he knelt in front of her on his knees , now her navel was just in front of his greedy eyes.
Mr. Ashim placed lips on her navel , digging his tongue deep into it as his hands were busy pulling out the saree from her petticoat. A loud moan escaped her lips as he went on kissing her navel and her waist. She placed both her arms around his head.
Soon the saree free from the bondage of petticoat bunched around her ankles on the floor. Mr. Ashim got off on his feet and brushed off the already open blouse and soon it joined the saree on the floor.
This was the first time Mily kissed any guy other than her hubby, as he placed his lips on hers and kissed holding her by her face. He pried open her lips with his tongue , his tongue met hers and he sucked onto her tongue. She gripped his hands but cooperated and allowed him to suck her tongue.
She moaned loudly in his mouth as he caressed her boobs over her bra. His hands left his face and was now busy opening the knots of her petticoat and soon it also bunched around her anklets.
He moved away from her lips and now was busy undressing him self. Soon his hairy broad chest came into her view , his pants gave away and he was standing in front of her only in his underwear, the bulge in his underwear seemed quite big to her. His tool was trying to break the bondage of his underware.
She too was standing in front him just in her white bra and panty .
She looked so erotic in the well lit drawing room. She had sindoor on her fore head , her necklace that hung from her neck, her arms with red and white bangles worn by married Bengali ladies and her lone silver anklet that glinted in her left ankle.
He again moved forward took her in his arms and started kissing her neck and bare shoulder as his hands were busy behind her back to un clip her bra.
He made her sit back in the sofa and took her now open bra and threw it among the clothes on the floor. It was a sight to behold; the earlier tidy room was now littered and messy with their clothes.
Her boobs were taught and showed no sign of sagging with age. His lips now set itself on her nipples one by one while his rough hands caressed the other one. The room was now filled with her moans and shallow breather. It didn’t matter to Mily that sonali was also in the flat , she was lost in lust with another stranger guy whom she just met and she didn’t care as she grabbed him by his hairs.
After his attack on her boobs , he moved and tugged on to her panty by its side. She shamelessly lifted herself up from the sofa , so that he could drag it down through her legs . The panty now hung careless from her left ankle.
He now opened his golden spectacles and placed them onto the glass center table.
He sat between her spread legs and took her left leg on his arm, took off her panty off her ankle and threw it in the corner. And sucked onto her toes and fingers, same he did with the right leg. As he was sucking and licking her toes and fingers, she looked on and shallow breath escaped her lips. She knew soon she was going to get fucked by a stranger and she just didn’t care about her sweet family.
She was trimmed , as Mr. Ashim spread her pussy lips and sealed it with his lips and dove his tongue in her already wet pussy, seeking her clit.
This was altogether a new experience for Mily. Her hubby never went down on her like this. She has only read about this and seen it on porn clips, and now a guy of her age was going down on her.
It felt so good , that Mily almost started to scream and moan “ ohhhhhh …maaaa” “ohhhhhhhh” , she dug her nails on his head as he went on to ravage her pussy. She writhed on the sofa with the onslaught of her orgasms , she came again and again , he had to hold her by waist to steady her while eating her pussy as her thighs clamped around his neck.
He finally came up from her pussy, and stood up. There she lay on the sofa panting, a housewife and a mother. He smiled at his achievement, but there was more to be done. He was also aware that their every move was being recorded by many cameras placed at various hidden angles .
It was now time for the final nail to be driven. He took off his underwear finally and his big erect tool just sprang from the bondage ready to attack.
“He is indeed bigger than Arup, both in length and girth” she wondered.
He made her lie on the sofa , she finally became sure that a person could really sleep on this huge sofa. He spread her legs and went between them. “Put me in you” he ordered as his face hovered over her. She obediently moved her left arm down and grabbed his already erect tool. It felt so warm and thick.
She placed it on her dripping pussy lips and he pushed. A scream escaped her lips as he looked on and smiled. He was very big and due to her poor sex life , she was too tight. And his tool stretched her.
She just kept repeating “Please pull out , you are too big” and tried pushing him off by digging her nails on his chest . She jolted to reality with the pain, one she was cheating and secondly this stranger was too big.
But he was relentless. He just smiled and grabbed her arms and pulled back till his tip and pushed harder this time. Almost half of it went it , her dripping pussy helped. She howled and she sobbed > he wondered for a moment as he let her get accustomed to his size, whether her tears are of pain or guilt. He hardly cared. She was below her and he need to finish the assignment.
He now lay down on her , crushing her taut boobs by his broad chest. He held on to her shoulder for support as he pulled back again and pushed with all his force and his cock slid into her pussy to the hilt.
“ I am in you fully Mily, you now just have to enjoy it” he cooed in her left ear as he kissed and licked her shoulder. Her eyes rolled over as he finally snuggled deep in her.
He gave her some time to rest and get a feel of his cock in her . Her palms now lay on his broad back as he started his slow stroke of pull back and push. His thick rod pistoned in and out of her pussy. Both were sweating now in spite the fact that the AC was running in full blast. His sweat dripped down his face onto her as he licked off her sweat .
Her sobbing were now loud moans as she dug her nails on his back and made deep red marks. Her ankles were locked behind his back, and the cold anklet rubbed on his bare skin. He now rammed hard and fast and she was getting involved in eternal bliss. The thought of her hubby and daughter vanished from her mind and she was busy in enjoying the fucking to the full.
After few minutes of ramming in her pussy, he pulled out and turned her on her knees in the sofa and before she could recover , rammed his hard tool again in her pussy. “ Ohhhhhhhhh” she screamed again.
He held her by her long hairs with his left hand and grabbed her boobs with is right hand and pounded her. Her moans were getting louder and longer. She screamed in Bengali to fuck her faster and deeper, She no longer was just a pretty housewife and mother; she was a slut now, who was being serviced by a cock that did not below to his hubby.
Mily a housewife and mother has already been licked in the pussy by a stranger and now being fucked in missionary and doggy position .
He was about to cum , he could feel that. He increased his speed as he grabbed and mauled her boobs roughly. Mily came many times and lost the count, she was getting tired but carried on.
Soon Mr . Ashim came with a loud grunt and spilled his potent seed deep in her. He came in liters and Mily could feel the splash in her and came with a shattering orgasm. She moaned loud. “ Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh maaaaaaaaaaaa” and fell down on the sofa as he popped out his still semi hard cock.
He finally placed a kiss on her bare back and commented “ You are one hot housewife and a great addition to our organization”.
He left her on the sofa , got dressed and left the flat whistling.
Mily gathered herself up after this rough and wild fuck and began to dress her self. Tears of guilt rolled down her cheeks.
Sonali entered the room with a packet of chicken chowmien and sat beside her.
“Hope you enjoyed the meeting “ She mocked. Mily looked at her with glaring eyes.
Sonali just smiled and pointed her to the various cameras set up at various parts of the room. It was a trap , she understood.
Sonali commanded “ Be here every time we call you , or else …., now take the chowmien and feed your daughter”
She jumped up at the mention of her daughter, it was too late. She was in this filthy place with the stranger for more than two hours and she needs to rush back to the bus stop to receive her daughter.
She just picked up the food packet and ran out of the flat as she could hear sonali laugh.
Later that evening , as her daughter ate the chowmien , she wondered on what her future will be with sonali and Mr. Ashim.
Note : More to come. It has been adapted from a short bengali movie called "Asati" in my own words. And i ll add more episodes if you like it.
Pack lunch for both her hubby and daughter , get her daughter ready and escort her to bus stop to see her off to school, do some window shopping and return back to their rented flat and finally settle down with a cup of tea for some time , before rushing off to her chores again.
Though she looked a normal, she was a very pretty Bengali beauty.. Even at age of 37, she did manage to turn heads.
With a height of 5’.6” , very fair and shapely figure of 34b, she was a stunner. She never wore high heels, in fact she could not afford one, but the lone silver anklet on her left ankle did add to her beauty. She mostly was in saree , exceptionally in nighty at home . She wore no makeup except a red lipstick; in fact she hardly needed any.
She seemed a contented woman, but deep down she was broken and needy both due to her lousy sex life and poor financial conditions.
Her hubby “Arup” aged 42 , bald was a mere clerk in a private firm and could hardly meet ends with his meager salary. His frustration pushed him to drink cheap liquors and therefore he hardly remained in true senses to fuck his pretty wife, and gradually lost interest in sex.
She often resorted to window shopping after seeing off her daughter to admire the beautiful dresses and jewelry in the show cases for self and her daughter, hoping someday she might lay hands on them. A day she dreamed off in near future, May be. She stared at them with longing eyes , that often brought tears in those lovely eyes.
Her daughter often asked for dresses, as she saw her friends in dazzling dresses, Mily would console her again and again with a false hope that she will buy her those dresses soon. She often asked Mily for fast foods, but then those wishes were too put off for future.
One fateful day, dressed in a black saree with a maroon half sleeve blouse , after seeing her daughter off, she stared blankly at a “princess dress” in one of the show case. It was so elegant and she imagined how lovely her daughter would look in that. She looked at the price tag, 6000/-, it was that kind of amount she could not even dream off, let alone spend.
She backed away from the show case window and was about to retrace her steps back to her flat, to her loneliness. She was intercepted by another lady , an elegant one , well dressed and with a polished look. “Looking for a dress for your daughter” she quipped. “ No no , just looking” Mily stammered.
“its ok to look , lets go for a coffee, shall we” She told Mily. “But I hardly know you” said Mily surprised.
“Well in that case, I am Sonali and I work for an NGO” and she extended her hands. “Now we are friends” she told as Mily extended her hands too. “ I am Mily”
They went to a nearby “Barista” . Mily wondered that she has seen this coffee shop many times , it was quite a costly one but never had the heart to step in.
They sat across the table with a coffee mug each in their hands and some cookies, which Mily had never tasted or seen before.
Sonali interacted very frankly and enquired Mily about her family , Mily too dazzled by elegance of Sonali confided to her about husband and daughter , on how they were struggling financially as if she had met a long lost friend.
“I run a NGO” she quipped again “ and we are looking for dedicated homely housewives to work for us , in their free time”
“But I have so much to do at home” replied Mily . “ only 2-3 hours are required from you “ Sonali assured “ That too not daily , say 3 days a week”
Mily was in doubts, how can she manage to spare 2-3 hours . Sonali sensed it and said “ Mily , the amount you will get paid , can help you fulfill your desires and dreams” . With this sentence , Mily looked up.
“You can buy that dress with your income easily, and make your daughter happy” she added. “What all do I have to do” asked Mily eagerly.
Sonali smiled “ Well, lets go to my house, Its quite nearby, there I will explain on what all do we do, you can decide to join us after that”
“but I have to return home before my daughter returns” told Mily.
“Don’t worry I will free you before that and pack some chicken chow mien for your daughter too, am sure she likes it” assured Sonali.
The prospects of getting paid and the packet of chowmien for her daughter dissolved all her doubts as she accompanied Sonali to her place. Her daughter was in fact nagging for few days for the chicken chowmien , she remembered.
They both reached a huge society, with many multi story flats. They entered one such lobby and reached 10th floor by lift.
Mily was taken aback seeing the flat after they entered the drawing room after passing through a corridor. It was gracefully designed and decorated. “I did all this with my money, I earned from NGO” Sonali told Mily, she saw hers eyes twinkle as they entered.
The drawing room was gracefully done, fitted with a spilt AC , huge LED TV , with a glass center table and the sofa so huge , that one could sleep in wondered Mily. The windows were closed and fitted with venetian blinds.
There was a pleasant aroma in the big room and the walls were nicely done too with wallpapers, the room was well lit.
Making her sit in the huge sofa , Sonali wandered off to the kitchen to bring some water as Mily requested, it was summer time in Kolkata.
She came back with the water and sat across. Mily admired the drawing room while sipping the water handed over to her. Sonali told her about on how their “NGO” helps needy women and others, Mily listened absentmindedly as she wondered in back of her mind on how she can have a beautiful flat like this from the money she would earn .
Mily snapped back to reality as the door bell rang. Sonali got off from her seat and went off to answer the bell.
Mily still sitting in the sofa could hear the door open and faint conversation between sonali and a male voice.
The male and sonali soon entered the drawing room . “Mily he is Mr. Ashim , our director” told Sonali “ He meets any new member personally , before any new lady joins us”
“And Ashim sir , she is Mily and wishes to join our organization” Sonali introduced the male person to her. The person with golden spectacles was dressed in black trouser and cream shirt. He had trimmed beard and with a stare that could burn through you.
Mily stood up and folded her hands in “namasate” and Mr. Ashim reciprocated.
Mily returned to her seat as Mr. Ashim sat beside her on the sofa. Mily noticed his burning stares on her as Sonali quipped “Ashim sir kindly evaluate her and explain her the profile, as I get back to kitchen to prepare some tea for you both”
“We are so grateful to wonderful women like you , to join us in our noble causes” his voice boomed in the drawing room for the first time. “I wish to join , But I don’t have much time” Mily stammered again .
Now Mr. Ashim held her hands in his as if calming her and boomed again “We don’t need much of your time , we know you have a family too. Only 2-3 hours for 3 days a week will be enough for the noble cause”. He didn’t let go off her hands but kept on hold them firmly.
No male has touched her before other than hubby. She shivered as he held her hands, his thumb running over her slender fingers. She tried to pull back her hand, but he didn’t let go rather closed in the gap between them, as he slid very close to her, facing her.
He could now smell the sweet fragrance of her talcum powder, which she applied before leaving home. She on the other hand could smell his sweaty masculine smell, it was turning her on. After all she was physically starved since many months and the touch and smell of another male was dissolving all her inhibitions.
Mily was forgetting that she was a wife and a mother, she now was a hungry woman yearning for a male touch.
Still holding her hands in his left hands , he brushed the hairs of Mily’s face and tucked them behind her left ear with his right hands, caressing her left cheek with his fingers.
She shuddered with this sudden move of his . “You have so many hidden desires and your pretty eyes are witness of those, You can fulfill all your hidden desires” he whispered in her left ear. She has never been so close to any other male before.
With these words he placed his burning lips on her nape kissing it lightly, as he placed his right hand on her shoulder trying to brush off hem of the saree (Pallu) off it.
“Leave me please” were the last proper words that passed her lips, as the pallu slipped off her shoulder onto lap as he went one discovering and kissing all over the nape. Her cleavage was exposed , but he was more busy on her neck and nape.
Her eyes were now half closed and her rosy lips were forming an “O” as a soft moan “Ohhh…” escaped her lips. With all her inhibitions dissolved and she forgetting that she was a mother , she knew in back of her mind , that she was going to get fucked by this man , whom she met just 15 minutes back .
As soon as he heard her moan, he knew she was his to take. He rested her head on the sofa head rest lightly as she started to look at the ceiling with her eyes half closed and cleavage exposed, he started to kiss her front neck.
Soon her neck was wet and shining with his wet kisses, he moved down and placed his lips upon her exposed cleavage. Mily’s hands were on sofa on either side her. He went on to plunder her cleavage as he showered his kisses on her exposed skin and over her blouse. His lips seeked her nipples over her blouse , and his tongue dived deep between her cleavage again and again.
Her moans and shallow breaths escaped her lips now and then and her hands now held onto his arms. Her blouse had hooks in front. He stopped his kissing and concentrated on the hooks and opened them one by one, she looked on with glazy eyes.
Soon the blouse flaps free from the hooks just hung on sides as her 34b boobs encased in white bra was before his eyes. He made her stand as he knelt in front of her on his knees , now her navel was just in front of his greedy eyes.
Mr. Ashim placed lips on her navel , digging his tongue deep into it as his hands were busy pulling out the saree from her petticoat. A loud moan escaped her lips as he went on kissing her navel and her waist. She placed both her arms around his head.
Soon the saree free from the bondage of petticoat bunched around her ankles on the floor. Mr. Ashim got off on his feet and brushed off the already open blouse and soon it joined the saree on the floor.
This was the first time Mily kissed any guy other than her hubby, as he placed his lips on hers and kissed holding her by her face. He pried open her lips with his tongue , his tongue met hers and he sucked onto her tongue. She gripped his hands but cooperated and allowed him to suck her tongue.
She moaned loudly in his mouth as he caressed her boobs over her bra. His hands left his face and was now busy opening the knots of her petticoat and soon it also bunched around her anklets.
He moved away from her lips and now was busy undressing him self. Soon his hairy broad chest came into her view , his pants gave away and he was standing in front of her only in his underwear, the bulge in his underwear seemed quite big to her. His tool was trying to break the bondage of his underware.
She too was standing in front him just in her white bra and panty .
She looked so erotic in the well lit drawing room. She had sindoor on her fore head , her necklace that hung from her neck, her arms with red and white bangles worn by married Bengali ladies and her lone silver anklet that glinted in her left ankle.
He again moved forward took her in his arms and started kissing her neck and bare shoulder as his hands were busy behind her back to un clip her bra.
He made her sit back in the sofa and took her now open bra and threw it among the clothes on the floor. It was a sight to behold; the earlier tidy room was now littered and messy with their clothes.
Her boobs were taught and showed no sign of sagging with age. His lips now set itself on her nipples one by one while his rough hands caressed the other one. The room was now filled with her moans and shallow breather. It didn’t matter to Mily that sonali was also in the flat , she was lost in lust with another stranger guy whom she just met and she didn’t care as she grabbed him by his hairs.
After his attack on her boobs , he moved and tugged on to her panty by its side. She shamelessly lifted herself up from the sofa , so that he could drag it down through her legs . The panty now hung careless from her left ankle.
He now opened his golden spectacles and placed them onto the glass center table.
He sat between her spread legs and took her left leg on his arm, took off her panty off her ankle and threw it in the corner. And sucked onto her toes and fingers, same he did with the right leg. As he was sucking and licking her toes and fingers, she looked on and shallow breath escaped her lips. She knew soon she was going to get fucked by a stranger and she just didn’t care about her sweet family.
She was trimmed , as Mr. Ashim spread her pussy lips and sealed it with his lips and dove his tongue in her already wet pussy, seeking her clit.
This was altogether a new experience for Mily. Her hubby never went down on her like this. She has only read about this and seen it on porn clips, and now a guy of her age was going down on her.
It felt so good , that Mily almost started to scream and moan “ ohhhhhh …maaaa” “ohhhhhhhh” , she dug her nails on his head as he went on to ravage her pussy. She writhed on the sofa with the onslaught of her orgasms , she came again and again , he had to hold her by waist to steady her while eating her pussy as her thighs clamped around his neck.
He finally came up from her pussy, and stood up. There she lay on the sofa panting, a housewife and a mother. He smiled at his achievement, but there was more to be done. He was also aware that their every move was being recorded by many cameras placed at various hidden angles .
It was now time for the final nail to be driven. He took off his underwear finally and his big erect tool just sprang from the bondage ready to attack.
“He is indeed bigger than Arup, both in length and girth” she wondered.
He made her lie on the sofa , she finally became sure that a person could really sleep on this huge sofa. He spread her legs and went between them. “Put me in you” he ordered as his face hovered over her. She obediently moved her left arm down and grabbed his already erect tool. It felt so warm and thick.
She placed it on her dripping pussy lips and he pushed. A scream escaped her lips as he looked on and smiled. He was very big and due to her poor sex life , she was too tight. And his tool stretched her.
She just kept repeating “Please pull out , you are too big” and tried pushing him off by digging her nails on his chest . She jolted to reality with the pain, one she was cheating and secondly this stranger was too big.
But he was relentless. He just smiled and grabbed her arms and pulled back till his tip and pushed harder this time. Almost half of it went it , her dripping pussy helped. She howled and she sobbed > he wondered for a moment as he let her get accustomed to his size, whether her tears are of pain or guilt. He hardly cared. She was below her and he need to finish the assignment.
He now lay down on her , crushing her taut boobs by his broad chest. He held on to her shoulder for support as he pulled back again and pushed with all his force and his cock slid into her pussy to the hilt.
“ I am in you fully Mily, you now just have to enjoy it” he cooed in her left ear as he kissed and licked her shoulder. Her eyes rolled over as he finally snuggled deep in her.
He gave her some time to rest and get a feel of his cock in her . Her palms now lay on his broad back as he started his slow stroke of pull back and push. His thick rod pistoned in and out of her pussy. Both were sweating now in spite the fact that the AC was running in full blast. His sweat dripped down his face onto her as he licked off her sweat .
Her sobbing were now loud moans as she dug her nails on his back and made deep red marks. Her ankles were locked behind his back, and the cold anklet rubbed on his bare skin. He now rammed hard and fast and she was getting involved in eternal bliss. The thought of her hubby and daughter vanished from her mind and she was busy in enjoying the fucking to the full.
After few minutes of ramming in her pussy, he pulled out and turned her on her knees in the sofa and before she could recover , rammed his hard tool again in her pussy. “ Ohhhhhhhhh” she screamed again.
He held her by her long hairs with his left hand and grabbed her boobs with is right hand and pounded her. Her moans were getting louder and longer. She screamed in Bengali to fuck her faster and deeper, She no longer was just a pretty housewife and mother; she was a slut now, who was being serviced by a cock that did not below to his hubby.
Mily a housewife and mother has already been licked in the pussy by a stranger and now being fucked in missionary and doggy position .
He was about to cum , he could feel that. He increased his speed as he grabbed and mauled her boobs roughly. Mily came many times and lost the count, she was getting tired but carried on.
Soon Mr . Ashim came with a loud grunt and spilled his potent seed deep in her. He came in liters and Mily could feel the splash in her and came with a shattering orgasm. She moaned loud. “ Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh maaaaaaaaaaaa” and fell down on the sofa as he popped out his still semi hard cock.
He finally placed a kiss on her bare back and commented “ You are one hot housewife and a great addition to our organization”.
He left her on the sofa , got dressed and left the flat whistling.
Mily gathered herself up after this rough and wild fuck and began to dress her self. Tears of guilt rolled down her cheeks.
Sonali entered the room with a packet of chicken chowmien and sat beside her.
“Hope you enjoyed the meeting “ She mocked. Mily looked at her with glaring eyes.
Sonali just smiled and pointed her to the various cameras set up at various parts of the room. It was a trap , she understood.
Sonali commanded “ Be here every time we call you , or else …., now take the chowmien and feed your daughter”
She jumped up at the mention of her daughter, it was too late. She was in this filthy place with the stranger for more than two hours and she needs to rush back to the bus stop to receive her daughter.
She just picked up the food packet and ran out of the flat as she could hear sonali laugh.
Later that evening , as her daughter ate the chowmien , she wondered on what her future will be with sonali and Mr. Ashim.
Note : More to come. It has been adapted from a short bengali movie called "Asati" in my own words. And i ll add more episodes if you like it.
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