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He got up to take his pants off. In the meantime, I took off my skirt and my panties getting completely naked, opened my legs and waited for him. 



He jumped back on the lifted my legs up by the knees, lowered his hips and gradually thrust his thick dong inside.

"Ohhhhhhh!!! That feels so goooooooood!" I pushed my hips forward to invite more of his organ inside me.

He pushed again and now most of it was inside me. I put my hands on his broad hairy shoulders. he then started thrusting in and out, in and out, in and out. As his thick dick pistoned my insides, I felt a surge of the pleasure that I had been robbed of for almost a year.



"I can't believe this is happening." he said, looking into my eyes.

"Me neither."

He lifted my left ankle and put it on his right shoulder, straightened his torso and started pounding me at three times the previous pace. During this phase, I rolled his vest up, and then he took it off, showing an equally hair stomach.

"Holy shit!!! That is....hoooooo" I hollered. This angle was working wonders.



A few minutes later, he withdrew, and wordlessly and effortlessly rolled my body over. I got on my hands and knees. He put his feet on either side of my waist, crouched down, and grabbed my boobs.

"Arch your back." he said and I complied.

He then lowered is hips and found my cunt again, inserting his rod inside in a single motion. Then grabbing my boobs, he humped me like a dog at crazy pace. The motion made the bed squeak and the headboard bang against the wall. At this angle, his dick was perfectly rubbing against the front walls of my vagina, which was the most sensitive part for me. I started moaning loudly in delight.

"AAH..AAAH...AAH...AAAAH..."



He was grunting almost in tune.

"HRM....HRM...HRM....HRM..."

And the squeaks of the bed and the thudding of the headboard and the wall provided the remaining sound effects.

The onslaught was too much for my hands to bear, which were supporting my weight in addition to the momentum of the powerful strokes from this 120 kilo giant. My elbows gave way after about five minutes and my shoulders collapsed on the bed. He moved his hands from my boobs to my waist and gripped it hard and paused mid-stroke.

"Keeep going....." I said, not wanting him to stop out of concern.



This fortuitous adjustment in the angle turned out to be just what I needed. A few more minutes later, I felt the sensation I had almost forgotten.

"I am about to cum......keep going.....don't be scared."

The warning was necessary because I was really loud during intercourse orgasms. Once on our honeymoon, the hotel staff had knocked on the door to make sure no one was being murdered.

"ARGGGGGGGGGHHHHH HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA......."

My shrieking went on for almost 30 seconds during which he dutifully kept pounding my cunt as instructed.

"Oh shit!" I heard him say.



And towards the end of my orgasm, I felt a warm stream fill up my insides.

He kept pumping his seed into me for a couple of dozen strokes. And then collapse on top of me, but resting himself on his elbows so my body didn't have to bear his massive weight. We lay there facing downward, his bear rubbing against the back of my neck, for a couple of minutes, breathing loudly and heavily through our mouths. I stared at his bracelet as I tried to come back down to planet earth.



Finally, he rolled off my back, his half-erect dick exiting my pussy. A considerable amount of jizz leaked out my pussy, down my inner thighs, and onto the bed. I turned around, and looked at him. His mouth was open, his face and body were covered with sweat. he was staring at the ceiling.

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I got off the bed, still a little woozy, and made my way to the bathroom.



Sitting on the toilet and cleaning myself down there, I tried to come to terms with what I had just done. I had given in to my most primal animalistic instincts, and fucked a big burly bear of a man who I didn't even know. Surely it didn't happen in real life. And it sure as hell didn't happen with Mumbai tax drivers.

On the other hand, this could be a blessing in disguise. If I had done it with Abir, there would have been gossip, some drama, and complications. With this dude.....nobody needed to know.

I walked out of the bathroom naked after a few minutes of self-reflection. He had put his pants and his vest back on. And with a small comb, he was grooming his beard. he stared at me with a mild look of worry. Maybe he feared that after the act, I would be wracked with guilt and anger. He seemed relieved when I smiled at him, walked to the bed and reached for my t-shirt. I put it on, its hem ending just inches below my pussy.



"I really needed that." I said, plonking myself on the bed next to him.

"Madam...I...."

BINGBONGBINGBONG the doorbell rang.

"Who the hell is it at this hour?"

I got up, quickly slipped on my skirt to go with the t-shirt.

BINGBONGBINGBONG

He got up to follow me.

"You stay here!" I whispered and closed the bedroom door behind me.

I went to the front door and asked,

"Who is it?"

"Memsaab, watchman."

"One second."

I opened the door only about six inches, wanting to hide my bra-less boobs behind the door. The watchman looked at me. Then his nose crinkled and he sniffed, taking in a deep breath. And I saw his brow furrow.



"What is it?" I asked him in a boss-like voice. "Do you know what time it is?"

"Sorry memsaab....it's just that....the taxi that dropped you...."

"What about it?"

"It's still downstairs. I was doing my hourly walkaround when I noticed."

"So?"

"So we were just worried about you. In case...." he blushed and looked down at the floor.

I felt a flash of annoyance. But he was just doing his job.

"Thanks, but no need to worry. His taxi broke down after he dropped me off. So he said he was going to get some help."

"Really? But he's nowhere around."

"He's bound to turn up."

The watchman stood and looked at me for a second. And then he sniffed again. A look of recognition flashed across his face. And then he seemed to be suppressing a smile.

"Okay madam. Sorry to disturb you." he bit his lower lip, and walked away.



I closed the door and lightly banged my head against it. He had clearly smelled the sex on me, and put two and two together. I hoped he wouldn't blab to too many people. Oh well, even if he did, I was planning to move to the US after my visa came through anyway.

The driver walked out of the bedroom. I looked at him.

"My name is Huma qureshi ." I said and giggled.

"I am Daljit." he said and smiled.

We both smiled at the awkward irony of the fact that we were learning each other's names only after having sex.

"Did you hear?"

"Yes, I did. What do you want me to say to them when I leave?"

"Don't say anything. Just drive off."

He nodded.

"Let me get your shirt." I walked to the washing machine. It was still wet. I didn't think he would mind.

Daljit quietly took the shirt and buttoned it up. He then took the cash out of his pocket. Kept 400 rupees back in his pocket. Kept the rest on the coffee table. I didn't say anything.

I walked up to him. He took me in his embrace. His hands reached for my skirt, pulled it up, and fondled my naked ass. I wonder if he intended irony by doing the same thing that had made me sour on Abir.



"I'll never forget this night." he said and pecked me on my lips.

I nuzzled his chest hair. As he let me go, he respectfully pulled the skirt down.

"Daljit." I said as he opened the door.

"Yes memsaab?"

"Do you.........have a cellphone number?"

A look of worry and then shame flashed across his face. He looked down at the floor and said,

"Yes I do but........."

"Well?"

"I am happily married. With two kids. I am.....please don't me wrong...I mean tonight was......."

"No need to explain." I smiled.

"Bye memsaab."




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Applying for an Engenireening college isn't as easy as it used to be. When Bobby was eighteen all he had to do was get good grades .


Most applicants spend all their time studying, preparing for their SAT's and have little else to offer. But times have changed. There are movie stars paying huge sums of money to get their "average" kids into top colleges. funds managers are paying millions to get their dim-witted kids into Best College.

Bobby was a theoretical mathematician -- a person who spends days, months, or even years trying to square the circle or proving infinity is a pretzel. Since it was tough for him to find work as a mathematician, he enlisted in the Navy. He was a cerebral guy and didn't spend his off hours in whore houses.

Bobby believed all women were basically sluts and just wanted to get fucked. Whether this is true, or not, this is what Bobby believed. He was going to look for work as a data scientist, which is a high paying bullshit job. He had software that could crunch mega-data and could prove the world was flat.

Bobby also had a theory -- that college admissions interviews were bogus, and SAT scores were crap. 



Jyothika worked as an admissions officer at the college of Engineering. She was described as a lovely MILF, with a marvelous complexion, thick  hair and intelligent  eyes. She also had amazing breasts that caused men to turn their heads whenever she was out in public. Moreover, she had a strong sex drive like most women at her age. She needed to get herself off five or six times a day or she couldn't function. She didn't get any loving from her deadbeat husband so she played with herself almost constantly. She had sex toys but she preferred her fingers. She enjoyed the soft wetness of her hairy labia.



As time went by, Jyothika became so disenchanted with her husband's lack of interest in sex, that she began looking for substitutes -- from vegetables to electronic wave generators. The generator is one of Bobby's inventions and will appear later in this series. Here's an example: an ultrasonic device, sort of like what your dentist uses to clean your teeth. Except this device oscillates at a throbbing frequency low enough to stimulate a woman's pussy. Depending on the amplitude of vibrations you could drive a woman insane with lust, or just make her whimper. Either way, too much exposure and she'll end up in a mental institution.



Now in her early forties, Jyothika had taken excellent care of herself and took great pride in her voluptuous body and lovely appearance. She went to the health club, worked out, and enjoyed watching other women work out. She preferred busty women, watching them on the tread mill, their boobs bouncing up and down. None of them wore bras so their nipples were quite visible. She wasn't a lesbian, but maybe bisexual. She often wondered what another woman's pussy would taste like. Many of the women at the gym wore yoga pants, pulled up tight in the crotch, so Jyothika could tell who had the meatiest pussies. You didn't see panty lines with yoga pants.



She herself was very hairy, being a natural woman -- not one of those pussy shaving fanatics. As a result, her dark blond pubic hair extended from her navel all the way back to her ass cheeks. A few women complimented her on how sexy her pubic forest looked. And not a few women expressed their desire in wanting to investigate her ass more closely. She made a mental note to have a 'show and tell' party soon.

Her husband, at forty-seven, appeared to be much older. He looked sixty -- out of shape, with a pot belly. Dave, her husband, was embarrassed that his wife came across so much younger than he did. The longer Jyothika thought about her relationship with Dave, the more ridiculous the whole idea became. We won't waste any more time on her husband.



Jyothika worked in the university admissions department, specifically the college of engineering. She interviewed applicants; she had good people skills. She could read someone easily, and sometimes approved an applicant for admission without bothering to check his/her transcript.

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On the other hand, she regarded her own step son, Sunny, not only as flesh and blood, but a gentleman -- not making passes at every young woman that he saw. He was a good looking guy, and as his mother, she knew he was well hung.

One Friday afternoon, Jyothika, who usually drank very little, was down in the dumps, ,.ng over her married life. She was sipping a single malt 12-year old scotch on the rocks, and the more she drank, the more melancholy she felt. It was Friday, and she knew that her husband would be working late at the bank.



She sat there in her living room, looking around the house, wondering why everything seemed so unreal to her. Everything took on an air of surreal fantasy, her beautiful home, her beautiful clothes, her family. It all seemed superficial. Through her scotch fog, she hoped that a fairy godmother would appear and grant her not three wishes, but only one wish -- a good stiff cock.

At a few minutes past three, she heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. She looked out the picture window and smiled as Sunny was walking into the house. Sunny was your typical horny college student,  who devoted his time to homework and masturbation. She was getting excited, and hoped maybe he might be the answer to her salacious prayer.

She was wearing a thin house dress that buttoned down the front. She usually didn't wear a bra at home. She knew her eyes were watery because she had so much to drink. You could say she felt a pressing feminine need as well.



Sunny innocently entered the house and smiled at his mother.

"Hi, Mom," he said.

"How's it going, Sunny?" Her spirits lifted. Her pussy began leaking.

"Oh ... can't complain," he said. "It looks like you've been crying."

"I guess I have. A little."

"What's the problem?" he asked, sitting down at the far end of the sofa.

"Just feeling a little down, I guess."

"About what?"

"I really don't want to talk about it." She was ready to make her move. "I'd like to talk about YOU, though. You're becoming a fine young man." Her nipples were beginning to stiffen.

She brought the glass to her lips, polishing off the contents.

The longer she focused on Sunny, the more her nipples tingled. To a starving man, God appears as a loaf of bread.

She decided that, even though it was unusual, she ought to offer her step son a drink.



"How about joining me for a scotch on the rocks?" she smiled, leaning over and stroking Sunny's arm.

"It looks like you've already had quite a bit to drink, Mom."

"Fine, then one more can't hurt all that much, can it?"

"I don't know. I guess that all depends."

"On what?"

"On how far you're gone. You look depressed."

"I was feeling down, but I'm feeling a lot better now that you're here." She sounded more like a recruiter than motherly.

"That's good."

"I'll get the drinks."

As Jyothika eased her ass up off from the sofa, she kicked off her shoes and zig-zagged barefooted into the kitchen.

She knew that she looked seductive in her yellow housedress. It was a bit small for her in the butt. Her wide hips wiggled nicely as she walked, and she realized that she was putting on a little show for Sunny.



It made Jyothika feel uncomfortable to realize that she was thinking of Sunny more as a potential 'mark' than as her step-son. She quickly returned with the scotch, handing him a glass.

"Do you ever drink?" she asked.

"Every now and then," he said. "At frat parties."

"Tell me about these parties. Are the girls nice? Are they sexy? "

"There isn't a whole lot to tell," he shrugged. "I don't drink as much as some of the other guys."

"You're probably better off that you don't." She wished he'd talk more about the girls at the frat parties.

"Yeah. I'm a social drinker," he acknowledged.

Sunny began feeling a bit uncomfortable about his mother leering at him. She had beautiful, intense blue eyes; he was becoming uncomfortable by her appraising him.

He quickly finished his drink and placed his empty glass on the coffee table. His mother moved closer to him on the sofa.



As she was using her long tongue to lick her full lips, Sunny swallowed hard. If he didn't know his mother as well as he did, he would have sworn that she was coming on to him. Cocksucker kept coming to mind, and he had to struggle mentally to stay focused.

He recalled one occasion when this had happened just a few weeks earlier. A mother of one of his girlfriends had attempted to make herself available to him, her legs were spread open enough to see she wasn't wearing panties. His date had come unexpectedly back into the room, causing Sunny to hide his erection. The mother got up and went into the kitchen.

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But now he was faced with a different situation. His step mother was behaving sexually overt. He kept telling himself that maybe it had to be just his imagination, that her housedress being half unbuttoned was an optical illusion. Her heavy boobs weren't really exposed. Her thick swollen nipple wasn't a nipple, maybe a floater. He needed to have his vision checked.



Jyothika felt the scotch having an effect on her -- her inhibitions were dissolving. She wished she could get herself off without being too obvious. Maybe she could finger herself to a quickie in the kitchen. Never, under any other condition, could she imagine herself doing what she wanted to do at that moment.

Jyothika extended her right hand, allowing her fingers to trickle slowly up Sunny's thigh. The moment that her fingers touched his leg, she felt her pussy squirt. She was getting wet. Maybe Sunny would understand how she felt. Thinking about making it with those sluts at the frat house turned her on.

She was only a few inches away from clutching his dick when Sunny said, " I want you to meet Bobby, a friend of mine. He's coming over in a few minutes."

She stopped stroking her son's legs. "Really??? Who's Bobby? Is he a classmate?"



"No, I met Bobby at the gym. He's pretty buffed. You'll see." He added, "I told him you worked in admissions at ..."

She heard a car stop out front, and a door slam. That must be Bobby she figured. The footsteps were heavy. We need to remember Bobby was on a twofold mission. First, he wanted to validate Bobby's theory about SAT scores being bullshit. And second, he needed to earn good money so he could buy a new Corvette.

Bobby rang the bell, and Sunny answered the door. Jyothika heard a few muffled words and both entered the living room. Bobby was wearing his usual tight t-shirt and tailored pre-washed blue jeans. His jeans were tailored because of what he was packing. There was no way he could fit his huge cock in off-the -shelf jeans.



When Jyothika first set eyes on him, she thought it was the scotch that made Bobby look abnormally huge. She blinked and tried to clear her head. No, he was really huge.

She extended her hand, "Hi Bobby, so nice to meet you ..."

Bobby smiled and grunted. The smile was because he appreciated her impressive appearance; the grunt was a mating call typically emitted by a male primate.

"What do you do, Bobby?" Jyothika asked, trying to engage Bobby in conversation.



Bobby didn't want to come across as an alpha male, so he said, "I work at Imperial Dance Studio."

"Oh, you're a dance instructor?"

"Yeah, but I really want to go to engineering college. I want to get into software development ..." Bobby read somewhere that software developers make 6-figure incomes.

"What a coincidence! I work in admissions . Why not drop in for an interview next Monday?"

"OK, great, ma'am. Anything I should bring?"

"Your college transcript would be a good start."

Bobby was thinking. What's a transcript? Maybe he'll just say the dog ate it, or something equally dumb. He would wing it. getting more education had not been at the top of his list of priorities.



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Jyothika, after seeing Bobby's massive bulge, decided to put seducing her son on hold. After all, Sunny would always be there for her.

Monday didn't arrive soon enough. Before going into the office at 10 o'clock she'd managed to get herself off twice. Bobby was due at 10:30.

He arrived properly dressed for a college interview, wearing his white t-shirt and tailored jeans. Jyothika assumed Bobby had a great sense of humor and mentally gave him a 10. She herself wore a blue business suit with a tight white blouse. Her hip hugging skirt was hemmed above her knees, which made sitting or moving her legs a challenge. Bobby saw she was flushed and attributed her trouble breathing to her having high blood pressure.



Bobby sat leisurely, attempting to cross his legs. That being somewhat of a problem, he unzipped his fly. The knob of his cock sticking out of his jeans was a major distraction to Jyothika. After all, she had not finished her stress relief yoga exercises this morning and she was still incredibly horny.

"So what do you do in your spare time, Bobby?" Jyothika asked, keeping the conversation light.

"Mostly I have sex with women, ma'am. At the studio. I really enjoy butt fucking best ..."

"Excuse me???" She wasn't sure she heard him correctly. " Did you just say you like butt fucking best?"



"Yeah. I love the feel of a woman's ass cheeks against me when I fuck her ..."

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Jyothika almost knocked over her coffee cup. She couldn't believe she was conducting a college admissions interview and this simpleton -- er, darling boy, was discussing butt fucking.

She felt her pussy squirt and a trickle rolling down her right thigh.

Clearing her throat, she said, "Tell me more about your preoccupation, Bobby ..."

"Well, take you for example, ma'am ... I can see you need to be fucked. You're horny as hell. All the signs are there ... I can smell your cunt from here. I bet you're wet, too?" She nodded meekly. She didn't think her arousal scent was that obvious. "Your nipples are stiff too ..."



She made a quick decision. "Why don't we adjourn to the small conference room. We won't be disturbed there."

Once in the conference room, she flicked the "In Conference" light on. She'd been staring at Bobby's phallic endowment for a while now.

She quickly pulled down his zipper, then reached inside his jeans and pulled out his semi-hard cock. "I guess my interview is --" he muttered, interrupted by her assertiveness. Women these days undergo assertiveness training.

She let her fingers flitter delicately over his swelling penis, and the longer her fingers stroked the hotter Bobby began to feel.



His heart rate increased as her finger movements continued. Things were happening just too fast for Bobby to fully comprehend. One moment she was conducting an interview , and now she was playing with his cock.

"You've got such a nice, flexible cock," Jyothika said softly. "I love feeling it growing, dear. Do you like it when I stroke it?"

"Oh yes, ma'am. I really do. I like it a lot. I don't know if it's right, though. I'm all mixed up inside. We shouldn't do this. Please, ma'am, let go of my cock."

"I don't want to, Bobby. This means a lot to me."

"It means a lot to me too, but it just isn't the right time ..."



"I understand. But I also have needs. They just can't be suppressed. I'm sorry. I've tried, but it just won't work. I'm just too excited about us. I've got to have you, and that's all there is to it."

She stepped up the pace of her delicate finger movements. As her fingertips played up and down the length of his swelling cock, rolling his foreskin, Bobby recognized just how futile it would be to stop her. But he gave it his last shot.

"This isn't a good time, ma'am, it really isn't," Bobby balked. He needed to get into college. He needed a good job.



Not to lose focus, she kept tugging at his balls, then put her mouth over his knob. Her tongue was doing figure-8's on his cock. She pumped with every ounce of intensity, determined to make him to expel every drop of his warm semen into her mouth. She had no doubts she could swallow all of it.

This lurid act was moving into its final stage; Jyothika felt she had pushed Bobby up to the ready position, leading up to 'lock and load' or 'blast off'. Whatever you want to call it.

"Please stop whining, Bobby. I need you more than anything right now."

As Jyothika continued to allow her right hand to diddle his cock, she reached out with her left hand and fondled his big balls.

"I'll bet you like this," she smiled. "I can tell from the way you're breathing."

"Who wouldn't?" Bobby shook his head, hyperventilating. "You've got magic in your fingers, ma'am. You really know how to work them."



"The time has come for you to stop calling me ma'am," she said. "We should call each other something like 'darling' or 'lover', but certainly not ma'am. We're more intimate than that now, baby. We're at a point that few people ever reach ... the point of complete sexual release. I'm going to get it from you, baby, I really am. And you're going to enjoy every second of it too."

"I feel like I'm ready to blow now," he gasped. "Your fingers feel so nice ..."

"Of course. I've got a good stiff cock to work with."

All the while she continued the lovely pumping, letting her fingers slide around his balls, tickling, tickling, and pumping on his 12-inch tool at the same time.

"I love your monster cock, honey," she gasped. She opened her legs, causing her skirt to ride up her thighs. Her thighs were toned, muscular. Bobby could see her wet crotch from where he was sitting.



Jyothika kept up her delicate finger movements till she knew that he could not endure her diddling much longer. She wanted to make him shoot, and his being younger, she knew he could do it over and over.

Her effort switched from the realm of slow, teasing masturbation to that of blowing him. She removed her fingers from his cock and dropped to her knees. Her skirt exposed her thighs beautifully.

As Sunny lay sprawled out on the edge of the conference room chair, Jyothika's head dropped down between his legs.



"You're going to blow me," Bobby sighed. "It's going to feel good, but I have a better idea." Bobby assumed the initiative, grabbed her hips and rolled her over. He yanked her flimsy thong off, exposing her butt cheeks.

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Bobby admired the beauty and fullness of her fleshy buttocks. But only momentarily.

"You sure have a hairy ass ..."

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah ..."

"You didn't come," Jyothika mumbled.



"Not yet, I'm saving it for something better."

She could tell that with her rump exposed, she was due for a pleasant (maybe unpleasant) surprise. Jyothika's immediate response was to tense up. Despite the prickling sensations running up and down the core of her asshole, despite her hungry desire to have Bobby plug her, she contracted her bowels and resisted the probing of Bobby's lubricated weapon.



She had never taken anything larger than a finger up her asshole, and the thought of Bobby's huge cock up her rectum made her fearful and apprehensive. Bobby might get great pleasure out of ramming that fuck-bludgeon up a woman's ass, but Jyothika couldn't imagine any pleasure she might derive could compensate for the pain she was sure to experience.



"Come on, my dear, loosen up, it only hurts when you fight it." Bobby tried to calm her.

"How would you know?" she asked.

She tried to be tactful, but she hoped Bobby knew what he was doing. Bobby had already told her it was his favorite pastime. He kept the pressure on. His prick was drenched from her jerking him off, and the precum leaking out of his cock slit. Despite her tight asshole his cock was too well lubricated for her to resist it. He moved into her, slowly, as her rectum opened.

"That's it, baby, you're gonna love it ..."



Jyothika's mouth gaped as wide as her asshole; the huge knob slipped inside her. It felt like a hot, grinding fist. She took quick short breaths, panting like a woman in labor. "Take it easy," she pleaded. "Go slow ..."

"Try to relax," Bobby said, as he stroked her ass cheeks, working his fingers into her lower back. His cock slipped in further.

"It hurts," Jyothika whined. Every cell of her body felt like it would explode in protest.



"It's half in", Bobby said. "You can take it ... Christ, what an asshole you have. I can feel your heart beating in your rectum." He flexed his cock, wiggling it inside her.

The pressure in her loins kept her whimpering, "Please take it out!

Rotating his hips, Bobby jammed his cock the rest of the way in -- all the way in. "Yeahhhhh!"



Jyothika cried out in pain. Bobby clamped his hand over her mouth. "Jerk yourself off -- play with your pussy!!"

Too delirious to do anything but obey, Jyothika shoved her hand between her legs and rubbed her fingers between her swollen cuntlips. Blubbering into Bobby's hand, she pinched, twisted and pulled on her clit. Almost immediately the painful pressure in her bowels began to fade.



Fuck sensations pulsed through her pussy and asshole. As Bobby continued to plunge his cock in and out the pressure that previously gave Jyothika pain now gave her pure ecstasy. She giggled and cooed.

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"What did I tell you, huh?" His enormous prick was thrusting in and out, with only the knob remaining in her ass on the outstroke.

"Oh, Bobby, this is marvelous. It doesn't hurt anymore -- not one bit."



Bobby kept his hips oscillating forward and back.

Jyothika blubbered and giggled, crying and laughing at the same time. She contracted her hot tingling asshole, writhing like a fish impaled on a spear. She felt an orgasm ripple through her pussy.

"Mmmmmm ... you're so hot and wet in there. It feels right at home ..." Bobby growled.

Suddenly the word 'home' jarred her back to reality. She couldn't be out of the office too long or the dean might become suspicious.



"Bobby, I hate to be a party pooper, but I need to get back to work." Bobby pulled his cock out of her rectum with a pop.

"Let me get you enrolled in the university first, and we'll go from there. We have lots of options ..."



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When I first married Sam, the sex was incredible. We made love every night, often twice. We bought an extra wide bed and the bedhead rail was spaced so that I could grasp it when I rode him or when he took me from behind. We had mirrors placed around the room, so that we could see our reflections as we had sex. I was a real screamer and we had to soundproof the bedroom to prevent the neighbors hearing. When Poppy, my daughter, came along we put her in the bedroom opposite, but when she asked what the noise was when we accidentally left our door ajar, we transferred her to the bedroom at the other end of the house next to the storage room. If Sam had one disappointment, it was that I didn't let him fuck me in the ass. I explained that I found the idea of anal sex distasteful, so I was still an anal virgin.




Our sex life was so great, it never occurred to me to have an affair, although I knew I hadn't lost any of my youthful attraction. In fact, my breasts had grown remarkably large and Sam said my big round ass shouted "take me from behind."

Sam had said, "Nancy, the men in your office, especially the younger ones, must be continuously drooling over your voluptuous figure."

However, I knew Sam trusted me on my business trips. He understood that the only sexual pleasure I had when I was away was from my 'Big Boy' vibrator.



One day Sam said he'd seen me eying up my eighteen-year-old nephew, Phani, my older sister's son. It was a ridiculous suggestion and I had told him not to be so stupid. He then took the whole joke further and when we were having sex later that same evening suggested to me in a whisper that Phani would love to fuck me. I ignored him, but I think it turned Sam on and made him fuck me harder as that night I was screaming my loudest yet as I had orgasm after orgasm.

It was not that Sam wanted me to have sex with anyone else but him. He always told me that it was important to him that I was faithful. It just seemed to excite him at the thought that I was turned on by someone else



The suggestion that I was attracted to Phani was ludicrous. although I suppose some women might have seen his body as slender and sinewy. He had the family high cheek bones of my sister and myself but overall his face was very average, although some women might have found his roguish smile attractive.

If Sam had seen me staring at Phani's tight butt, it was only because the material of his shorts seemed so frayed.

In short, Phani was a very unappealing boy, just like his mom, my skinny sister, whom I detested.

If Sam believed I had a thing about eighteen-year-old boys, it was because I'd foolishly told him about one of my experiences on my business trips.



I'd stepped into an elevator to go up seven floors. The elevator was already full, but I was in a hurry as I was late for a meeting. I squeezed in and turned from the man in front of me to face the doors. Suddenly a young man jumped in just as the doors were closing. He ended up facing me and, as we were all quite cramped up, he did well pulling his body back from me.

Then somebody at the back of the elevator started coughing. He was obviously trying to cover up his mouth, but he couldn't stop coughing and the sound of it was quite bronchial. Suddenly the people near him started to push forward to make what distance they could between the cougher and themselves. Embarrassingly I found myself pushed up against the young man.



We fleetingly made eye contact before we both looked over each other's shoulder. I could tell he was still a teenager, probably eighteen ot nineteen. My big breasts were pushing into his chest; he must have been very aware of them. Even our stomachs were butting against each other. I didn't know if he was a fan of older women with large breasts but I soon found out he was.



His hard erection was unmistakably prodding me in my tummy. When I glanced again at him, his face was bright red. He was clearly terrified that I was going to say something and I couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

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Suddenly the lift halted between floors with a judder. I think it was at its weight capacity when I got in, but the young man must have increased the problem. As the elevator juddered, so did our bodies, causing some friction. I thought I heard the young man moan softly.


Just then a voice came over the speaker in the elevator.



"This lift is over the weight limit. We will use the emergency lever to gradually raise you to the next floor where you must all get out. When we've reset the main mechanism, you may reenter or use an alternative lift. However, please note that the maximum number of persons should be twelve."

We could then all hear a cranking sound and the lift gradually started to rise, but juddering all the way.

As our two bodies were now unintentionally rubbing together, the young man was now moaning softly, his face even redder and his breathing harder. After about ten seconds, he gave a loud moan and suddenly went rigid and quiet. I knew he had cum in his pants and wondered if there might be any stain on my skirt.



When the lift stopped, the young man was the first out, rushing off. I looked down and was relieved to see that I had no marks on my clothes.

Taking out my phone, I called my colleague to say that there had been a problem with the lift, that I now had a headache and I was returning to my room to lie down. My colleague was sympathetic and assured me he could cover for both of us.

Five minutes later I was in my bedroom, quickly removing my clothes until I was naked on the bed with just my 'Big Boy' vibrator in my hand. I couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened in the elevator. My breasts had been jiggling against the young man's chest as his boner was being rubbed through his pants by my belly with every judder of the elevator.



I moaned as I opened my legs and, holding the vibrator in my left hand, gently began to slide it over my clitoris. The feeling between my legs was wonderful as my juices started to flow. I was pinching my nipples with my right hand as I began to press the vibrator harder against my clitoris. I was remembering the young man's heavy breathing as I shut my eyes and let my sexual stimulation become more intense.

Eventually I could feel my orgasm building and, just before I climaxed, I slid the vibrator straight inside me.

"AAaargh!" My scream rent the air as my senses exploded with the force of my orgasm. My body was shaking as I lay there, slowly coming down from the height of passion. Eventually, I lay there quietly, thinking what an incredible experience I had just undergone.



I regretted afterwards telling Sam about what happened. I had known that he wouldn't think of me as being unfaithful as, after all, I'd really only had sex with a vibrator. The pushing of my body against the young man was not something I could have avoided. However, it did reinforce Sam's conviction that I had a thing about teenage boys, even though I told him that it was nonsense.

The next time I went on a business trip, nothing exciting happened. I told Sam that I had used my vibrator to help me relax, but I didn't tell him that I was thinking about the young man in the elevator as I climaxed.

It all started with Phani a couple of months later. My daughter had gone away to university and Sam was away on a business trip. The house was quite quiet and the only person coming around was Phani to do his regular Saturday. he was going off to college.



When Phani was my home i asked him to clean the pool.I was in the kitchen watching Phani through the window as he swished the net from side to side to catch the leaves. I suppose I was looking at his frayed shorts as suddenly he moved his head around and caught my eye. I looked away hurriedly and carried on tidying my kitchen. It must have been five minutes later that he came into the kitchen.

He must have entered silently and crept up behind me, because the first thing I was aware of was him putting his arms around me and squeezing my breasts.



I shrieked in anger and wrestled around to face him. He was wearing a silly grin which infuriated me even further and I screamed at him.

"GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE!"

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I was seeing red as I slapped him hard on his face and added in a lower controlled but hard voice, "and never come back."


He just shrugged and walked straight out.

I leant against the cupboard breathing heavily. How dare he! I was so angry I felt like smashing something. I counted to ten and decided that I had to lie down.



As I walked into the bedroom, I knew exactly what I was going to do. I stripped off my clothes quickly and took out the 'Big Boy' vibrator. Lying back on the bed, I was still feeling shaken from what had happened. I knew I needed some light masturbation to relax me and I started moving the vibrator over my clitoris.

Pretty soon, with my eyes closed, I found I was relaxing and starting to get sexually stimulated. I tried to get the vision of Phani squeezing my breasts out of my mind but failed and found that I was getting aroused even quicker than usual.



I was building up nicely to an orgasm. I was pressing the vibrator harder against my clitoris and squeezing my nipple, getting prepared to thrust the vibrator inside me. I was getting nearer and nearer and was just about to push it in, when I became aware that there was somebody in the room.

I held my breath as I opened my eyes and saw Phani, naked, with a phone in his hand videoing me. As I screamed, he put the phone down at an angle that was still videoing me and then advanced to the bed.

I was aghast. I knew that the sight of my voluptuous naked body couldn't fail to excite him and I gazed with horror at his big erect cock that seemed huge against his slender frame.



At the sight of him I had thrown the vibrator to one side and slammed my legs together. However, it was all too late, he must have been enjoying the sight of my clitoris becoming wetter and wetter as he'd silently watched me.

As he walked towards me, his lustful eyes were only too clearly signaling his intentions and, as he grabbed my ankles, I shrieked at him.

"NO! NO! NO!"

His mouth was open as, breathing heavily, he pulled me down the bed towards him and forced my legs apart. I tried desperately to push him away, but I was still feeling the pitch of sexual intensity and this made my arms feel weak. My whole body was pulsating with the heat of my sexual stimulation.



Having a beautiful voluptuous older woman in a high state of sexual excitement, virtually a captive for whatever lustful act he wanted to do, must have been his greatest fantasy.

I was sobbing now, pleading with him, but knowing it was hopeless as I realized he would only be satisfied when he'd inserted his big teenage boner deep inside me.



I screamed as I felt his hot mushroom head touching my opening and then screamed even louder as he pushed it inside me. Although his cock was big, because I was so juicy and prepared, the hard phallus slid tightly but easily into my welcoming pussy. I immediately went into a paroxysm of an orgasm.

Phani just held his position looking gleefully at me. As my body spasmed he must have felt my orgasmic contractions gripping his cock.

As I calmed down, he just gazed with awe at my quivering voluptuous flesh and then started to fuck me with steady long strokes.



It was with horror that I found my body, despite my orgasm, was responding to him. I was thrusting back at Phani, trying to speed up the rhythm, my body eager to suck his cock back inside me.

"Oh no!" I groaned. but Phani just chuckled gleefully, as my pelvis joined in the fucking motion.

"You love it don't you," Phani said slyly.

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"Yes," I sobbed, "you bastard, you bastard!"

Phani now gripped my huge tits as he continued to steadily thrust his big teenage cock inside me. He really knew how to handle my breasts. He mauled them and then squeezed my areolae, making my nipples stand out lush and tender. His mouth came down so he could suck them avidly as he continued to fuck me.



"FUCK ME HARDER YOU BASTARD!!" I screamed at him. My body was now on fire from my teenage nephew.

Suddenly he started slamming into me. He lifted up his head from my teats and began thrusting his tongue in my mouth. I sucked it in eagerly.

Our tongues were wrestling hard as he gripped my tits, his thrusts coming harder and harder. Just as I was climaxing, he stopped thrusting and just held his cock hard inside me, his face screwed up in the intensity of his orgasm.

My contractions this time were even stronger than my first orgasm. My vaginal muscles were squeezing him, sucking his cum deep inside me.



I lay there ashamed, thinking that at least it was all now over, but Phani had other ideas. After he'd cum, his cock had softened, but he'd only cum once and I could already feel his cock hardening as he began to start moving in and out of me again.

Suddenly Phani rolled me over so that I was on top, clearly expecting me to move around on top of him. This was too much. I lay there still for a moment, gritting my teeth and preparing to lift myself off him, when Phani started talking.

"You know I've been videoing this. What will Uncle Sam say when he sees you shouting 'Fuck me harder'?"

I groaned as I pushed myself up, looking down at his smirking face. My body was reflected in all the mirrors around the bed. I looked like a mature cartoon sex doll with my huge tits, small waist and a big ass. I realized that I must have been Phani's greatest sexual fantasy.



I groaned again as he put his hands up to squeeze my big hanging tits and found myself automatically moving my pelvis backwards and forwards. I was fucking him and he was loving it. The trouble was I couldn't help responding to him in a way that he must have really enjoyed.

As he squeezed my tits, I found to my chagrin that I was arching my back, thrusting my big breasts further forwards to allow him to grasp and maul them more easily.

My juicy pussy was squeezing his big cock as I began to increase my thrusts. He was groaning delightedly as I fucked him. He moved his hands off my tits to slide them around to grasp my butt. As his hands left my breasts, I couldn't stop myself leaning forward to encourage him to suck my nipples.

Even as I hated myself, I screamed at him, "YOU BASTARD!!".

He was clearly in sexual heaven. He was a horny teenager gripping my big ass and sucking voraciously on my lush nipples as my thrusting hips forced his cock in and out of my juicy pussy.



The problem was that my body was enjoying the experience as much as he was. My orgasm was building again and as I started cumming I knew that he was shooting his jizz inside me.

Exhausted, I collapsed off him so that I was lying next to him on my bed. He had a smile of contentment on his face as he said, "Right Auntie, when I come back at seven this evening you will be waiting for me naked except for your white garter belt and black stockings, oh and tie your hair in a bun and wear some nice perfume."

I tried to sound calm as I hissed at him, "I don't have any garter belts or black stockings."

He laughed and got off the bed and pulled on his clothes.



"Sure you do", he said with a smirk, "they're in the second drawer down."

I sighed with frustration as I realized that, on his previous visits, he must have been searching my drawers to find out what underwear I wore.

As he left, I lay on the bed for a while, pondering my misfortune. I wasn't going to admit to myself that I had in any way enjoyed the experience of having sex with him. Although my husband, Sam, and I joked a lot about having sex with other people, we had an understanding that in reality we would never do so. I felt a terrible guilt at the sensations that my body had just experienced and started to promise myself that, whatever Phani was intending later that day, I would not allow myself to enjoy it.

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As the evening approached, I showered and prepared myself. I dabbed my most expensive perfume on my neck. I could have used a cheaper one, but for some reason I wanted the best. I carefully tied my hair up in a bun, but allowed an alluring wisp of hair to fall at the front. I knew that tying my hair back would have the effect of giving me a matronly look, which I guessed was what Phani wanted, but it also showed my high cheek bones.



I suppose I could have attempted to make myself look a mess, but for some reason I can't explain, I wanted to look like a beautiful red hot momma.

As I pulled my nylons up, I felt a frisson of excitement at the glossy brown sheen encasing my legs. I snapped the material to my garter belt, the pink flesh at the top of my stockings looking tantalizingly sexy.

I stepped into a pair of red stiletto shoes that matched my lipstick. Although Phani hadn't mentioned the shoes, I told myself that he would expect them.

At seven o'clock I heard Phani opening the front door and realized that he must have taken my keys with him.

I just stood beside the bed and waited for Phani, listening to his steps on the stairs. As he stepped into my room, he looked with lust at my voluptuous figure standing in front of him. He quickly started taking off his clothes and he was naked in a few seconds.

His cock was standing to attention and I could feel myself starting to get excited as I stared with excitement at his purple mushroom head.

I tried to hide my eagerness as I said in a quavering voice, "So, what are you demanding of me now?"

"Get on your knees Auntie and suck me," he commanded.

I walked towards him and knelt in front of him. I had to deliberately slow myself as I bent over to take his helmet in my mouth, but once my lips were around it, I couldn't help sucking and guzzling the delicious knob end with relish.



My right hand grasped the base of his shaft and my left hand grasped his balls. His testicles felt like two large plums which I knew would be full of delicious teenage cum.

He chuckled at my lack of restraint as I abandoned all effort to conceal my lust and sucked his cock with gusto. My tongue was exploring all round the rim of his mushroom head and poking in his tender slit at the top.

He grasped the bun of hair on my head and helped my head go lower until his whole cock was down my throat and my movement up and down must have seared his throbbing cock.

He was groaning in his ecstasy, "Oh what a fucking great cock-sucker you are Auntie!"



I was hating the pleasure I was giving him but, at the same time, was loving the feel of his big cock in my mouth and throat.

As he tightened his grip of my hair and forced my head harder up an down his cock, he screamed as he came in my throat and I swallowed his delicious young cum.

I thought that the evening might have come to an early close, but as he stroked his cock into another erection, I knew he had just started.

"Get on the bed, face the wall and stick your ass out," he commanded.

Somehow, I knew this would be what he would want this evening. He had enjoyed the pleasure of my huge breasts this morning and now he was moving on to my 'big booty', as my husband called my ass.



My husband, Sam, loved taking me from behind and he was always begging me to let him fuck me in the ass, but I'd never let him.
I now grabbed the bedrail to steady myself. In the mirror in the side wall I could see my big ass waiting to be rutted.

Phani had been taking his time, lathering his cock with lube and now he got on the bed behind me. I'd meant to keep quiet and not allow him to think I would be getting any satisfaction from him fucking me, but as he entered my pussy, I could not hold back a moan of pleasure.



In the mirror I could see Phani's face smirking as he heard me moaning. He pulled back and began a hard rhythmic fucking as I knew he would. The regular slapping of his thighs against my ass would have my big butt jiggling, rippling my ass flesh. However, suddenly I felt his oily fingers pushing into my ass hole. This was too far.

"NO Phani!" I cried, but I was too late.

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Even before my words were out, I could feel his helmet pushing inside my anal ring. This was terrible. I had never let my husband do such a thing and now Phani was ramming his cock into my asshole.



I tried to push myself away from the head of the bed, but Phani had ripped my bun apart and had grabbed a tress of hair, which he wrapped around his hand and then pulled my head back.

My back was arching which was pushing my ass higher up in the air. The thought of the sight of my big round ass sticking up for Phani to enjoy was infuriating, but as he fucked me with hard strokes, I found that I was loving it. I grasped the bedrail firmly and pushed my ass back hard towards him.

We were both screaming as we orgasmed simultaneously.



I lay there devastated. My guilt was awful, but at the same time, I knew I was now Phani's sex slave.

When he left, he told me that he would be around again the next morning. I just stared at him hating him.

I felt terrible. I knew I would have to own up to Sam about what had happened and dreaded his reaction. Little did I know then that he would also be owning up to being unfaithful to me with our daughter and niece.

At that moment I just felt wretched and determined that I would not have sex with Phani the following morning.



The following morning all my best intentions were gone. I had dressed again in garter and stockings and was waiting anxiously for Phani to arrive. When he eventually came through the door, I threw myself upon him and immediately began to rip his clothes off. He was amazed at my enthusiasm and I couldn't believe my actions either.

Twenty minutes later I was lying back on the table, my stocking clad legs over Phani's shoulders. Phani was gripping my thighs as he fucked me deep and hard. I was screaming, my big breasts jiggling in rhythm with his fucking. An hour after that I was riding Phani ferociously on our bed. His big cock was sliding in and out with my pelvic thrusts and he was squeezing my tits.



The sex not only carried on for the whole of that day but also for the three days after. It only stopped because Phani had to go to college.

I waited anxiously for Sam to come home. When he did, I kissed him as he walked through the door. I was trying to pluck up the courage to tell him about Phani but couldn't get myself to do it. I found it difficult to look him in the eye and then Sam suddenly said, "Look, I know you fucked Phani," I could feel the blood draining from my face, "but I've fucked your sister so we're even."

Sitting there with Sam, I felt ashamed as I confessed to what had happened with Phani, but I was also angry with Sam for cheating with my sister. 



After that things got better between us. In fact, it turned out that we would have quite an adventure together.

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Kriti Sanon and Shashank Deshpande had been living in Mumbai for last 3 years. Shashank had got a job offer from an  MNC as sales manager Kriti also had got job as a secretary in a company.




Their life had been good. Apart from the fact that they hadn't had a child, their life was pretty good. Their sexual life was also great. It was only marred by one fact that Shashank had a problem due to which he couldn't father her child. But he was not bad in bed even though his cock was just 5 inches in length. They had often explored each other's fantasies and talked about them pretty often. One of the wildest fantasies that Shashank had was seeing Kriti with another man and being cuckolded by them. They had often talked about it. Kriti had initially been somewhat hesitant to even discuss it. But as the days went by, even she became comfortable talking about it. They often discussed it, but Kriti never thought it would be a reality. She had just said that she may consider it if she found the right man. But she had not found it as yet.

After last quarter of year 2019, Shashank's company threw a party. The sales numbers of the first quarter had been very good and the party was an occasion to celebrate it. Kriti was waiting for Shashank in their home. It was about 7 PM and she had come early to prepare for the party. Just as she was about to call him on his cell, the door bell rang. She went and opened the door to admit him.

"I was just going to call you. Where have you been?" Kriti said as she closed the door behind him.



"I am sorry honey. I got suck up in the traffic. What time did you come?" Shashank removed his shirt and hung it on the hook behind the door.

"I came at about 6 to get ready. I thought you would also come early. Anyway, now I am going to bathe. I have put your clothes on the bed. You use the other bathroom and get ready." She took a towel out of the wardrobe.

"What are you going to wear?" Shashank also removed another towel from wardrobe.

"I am wearing a sari." She replied and then went in the bathroom and closed the door.

Shashank also went in the second bathroom just outside the bedroom and started to bathe. He bathed quickly and came back in the bed room. He could still hear the shower in Kriti's bathroom. He removed a set of undergarments from wardrobe. Just as he started to clothe, Kriti came out from the bathroom. She was wearing just a towel covering her upper body. Another towel was wrapped in her hair. She came out and removed the towel from her hair. Then using the same towel, she lightly stroked her hair to remove water from it.

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"So what is the plan? Where is the party? You never told me about it." Shashank was tying a tie.

"Didn't I tell you? It's on a boat. We are partying in the sea. You will love it." Shashank finished with the tie and started to wear the suit.

"Wow. That sounds great. And who will be there in the party?" Kriti moved towards the wardrobe and sat on a chair in front of it. It contained a full length mirror. She opened the drawer and pulled out a dryer. Then she plugged it in the socket and started drying her hair. She had lovely jet black and shoulder length hair. They were a bit curly as well. The dryer was buzzing lightly as she moved her hands through her hair and dried it.

When she had finished with hair, she put the drier back in the drawer. Then she started applying some moisturizer on her body. She applied it on her hands and face. After applying some powder on her body she sprayed deodorant under arms.

"Why don't you go outside and wait for me? You are ready." Kriti got up from the chair and went to the wardrobe.

"Why? Since when did you start getting shy of me?" He had finished clothing and was standing near the door.

"I am not shy of you honey. But you can go out and check if the windows are closed and gas is off and other things". She opened the door and then pulled out a yellow colored set of bra and panties. She put them on the bed and then removed a black chiffon sari and its matching sleeveless blouse from the cupboard.

"You still aren't gone? Go and check the windows and everything." She went to the door and pushed him lightly. He also left laughing. She closed the door and again went to the bed. She removed the towel from her body and was completely naked. She looked at her body in the mirror and smiled at herself. She was not exceedingly beautiful, but even then she could have enticed any man. Her breasts were full and round. Her bra size was 33, but for some months now she had been feeling it a bit tight around her boobs and was thinking of raising her bra size.

She put on her panties and then put on a very light petticoat over it. Once this done, she put on the blouse and buttoned it. She then sprayed perfume on her cleavage and then wrapped the sari around her body. Finally she tied her hair in a ball with a bow and was ready for applying some light make up. She put on the light makeup and chose a bright red lipstick and applied on her lips. Finally she took her purse and slung it around her left shoulder and went in the hall. Shashank was sitting on the sofa.

"Are you ready? You are looking beautiful." He got up as she came in.



"Yes. Thanks for the compliment. Have you checked all the windows?" She put on a high heeled sandal. She liked high heeled sandals as it accentuated her ass perfectly.

"What time does the party start?" Kriti asked as she locked the door behind them. Shashank had reached the lift and pressed the button.

"It starts at 8:30 PM. We should reach there in time." They entered the lift.

"Where are we going? I mean from where are we going on the ship? "

"We are going to the dock first. From there, we are going to ship using some motor boats." Both of them reached the parking lot and got in the car. Shashank maneuvered the car out of the parking lot and they started.

They reached the dock just in time and parked the car. Shashank came out of the parking lot. They both headed to a landing stage. His company's banner was displayed prominently near it to indicate that their boats would start from there. Just as they reached it, lot of people waived to Shashank. Shashank also waived them back. But he headed still further.

"Where are we going?" She wrapped her hands around his as she they went.

"We will go and meet my boss. He is standing there." This was the first time that Kriti laid her eyes on Rob Patrick. She could never forget her impression of this man who became her lover and husband afterwards. Rob was 6 feet 4 inch. Compared to him, Kriti was 5 feet 9 inch. But her 2 inch heels made her look a bit taller than that. He was 39, 10 years her senior. Right from the first moment, she felt a strange attraction towards him.



"How are you Rob?" Shashank greeted him as they reached him. He was talking with some colleagues. He turned to them.

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"Hey Shashank, I was waiting for you. I am good. How are you?" Rob turned towards Kriti now.

"And you must be Kriti. Shashank has your pictures all over his desk. How are you?" He smiled as he shook hands with Kriti.

"I am good, thank you. Shashank talks a lot about you." Kriti felt a strange sensation passing through her body as she felt Rob's touch. She felt Rob deliberately keep her hand in his hand as he spoke for some time. But what surprised her even more was the fact she didn't mind it. She almost felt good at his touch.

"You are looking beautiful. I am glad you could join us." He removed his hands from her and she almost felt bad about it. She couldn't exactly point it out, but there was something strange about Rob. He was quite handsome. His tallness added attraction to his personality.

"Thanks for the compliment. The pleasure is mine to join you." She smiled at him.

"So are you ready to go?" He pointed towards the small motor boat that had already docked just in front of them.



"Why, of course. I am just waiting to go?" She turned towards Shashank. "Let's go Shashank."

"I will go and get some cigarettes for us. You two go ahead. I will join you in 5 minutes." Shashank turned and started towards a shop we could see just behind us.

"So let's go then." Rob said and we both started towards the ferry that was supposed to take us on the cruise ship. She was glad that Shashank had left. She was afraid that he may detect a bit of uneasiness in her manner. She didn't want him to know that she was feeling some attraction towards Rob. They both walked towards the ferry and reached it pretty quickly. The ferry was just below landing stage. Rob jumped on the ferry first. Kriti was feeling somewhat uneasy about jumping in her sari. Rob sensed her hesitation immediately. He came forward to help her.

"Come forward. I will help you get down." She was somewhat above his head. And He put his arms around her waist. She also put her arms around his shoulders as Rob lowered her on the ferry. They went in and mingled with the crowd but for most of the time they were alone talking to each other. Just as Kriti thought about when Shashank would join them, the ferry started to move.



"I don't think I saw Shashank get on the ferry." She asked Rob with some concern in her eyes.

"Don't worry. Even if he missed this one, he will come by the next ferry. Don't bother to call him."

Rob took her hand in his hand and guided her towards the edge of the ferry. She felt cool see air on her body and shivered. Ferry turned and then moved slowly. Rob and Kriti talked continuously. Kriti found Rob an entertaining companion and almost started enjoying his company. He talked about various topics and was very well informed about almost every one of them. The time seemed to fly and soon she could see the cruise ship. Just as Rob told another funny anecdote, the ferry reached the ship. A hatch in the ship had connectivity with the ferry's upper deck and they both moved towards it with the crowd. Kriti was very close to Rob and her body was almost crushed on his body. She was behind him and she could feel her breasts crushing against his back. She could smell his perfume and felt a strange feeling clouding her mind. Her hand was in Rob's hand and she was feeling very comfortable about it. She almost completely forgot Shashank. They all entered the hatch of the cruise ship and the climbed the stairs to reach the upper deck of the ship.



"Wow. It's wonderful." She remarked as they both came out into the open deck.

"I am glad you liked it." Until now it had been very crowded. But now the deck was very open and people had already dispersed all over the huge deck. They moved towards the edge of the deck where it was almost empty. Kriti could see the ferry had already moved out and other ferry was almost reaching the ship. She knew that Shashank would be coming in it. She decided to call him to confirm it.

"We have reached the ship. Where are you?" She spoke in the phone as Shashank took her call.

"I am on the second ferry. Don't worry. I will come and join you in next 10 minutes."

"OK. Rob and I are waiting on the upper deck for you." She disconnected the call and put the cell phone in her purse.

"Do you want to have a drink?" Rob asked her they both settled on a bench just near the edge of deck.

"Sure. What do you like?" She asked him as she removed the bow from her hair and let it fall down on her shoulders.

"Well I like whiskey. What about you?" Rob watched as Kriti gathered her hair on left shoulder. She was looking very sexy with her hair open. Rob had often seen her pictures on Shashank's desk and often fantasized about her. And now in reality she looked even better than in her pictures.

"I prefer vodka." She replied.

"All right. I will get both for us." He got up.

"If it's not much trouble to you, then please have it iced for me."

"Sure. No problem." Rob walked towards an open bar as Kriti watched him. He was very handsome and large man. He was about 39 and he had a very dashing style of walking. She knew that he was a divorcee and lived alone. But till now she had never felt any kind of attraction towards him even though she had seen lots of pictures of him. But now that she was actually talking to him and seeing him in real, she was feeling a strange attraction for him. She had a sense that even Rob was feeling the same attraction towards her. Women had this sense of men's eyes. The way Rob had been eyeing her and touching her, she felt almost certain that he was trying to get a bit cozy with her.

Rob returned soon with two glasses. She took vodka and they both raised a toast before drinking their glasses. Just as she was about to finish her glass, she saw Shashank coming towards them.



"Well, good to see that you have already started partying." He sat down beside Kriti.

"So why don't you join us? Get yourself a drink." Kriti suggested.

"Do you want another one?" Shashank asked both of them.

"Umm actually I was thinking if you would like to dance with me. There is a disco here." Rob offered his hand to Kriti. Kriti hesitated just for a moment before she accepted Rob's hand and gave her hand into his.

"Sure. Why not? Let's go. You have your drink and then join us in the disco." She rose. She was feeling very adventurous now after vodka had gone in her. The air was cool and she remembered all those things that Shashank said about seeing her with another man. Well, if Shashank himself had so often wanted to be cuckolded, then what's the problem in having fun with a man she was feeling attracted to?

Rob offered his arm to her and she smilingly wrapped her arm around his. As they left, Shashank felt for the first time in his life that Kriti was acting very strangely. She never liked any other man touching her. She had often spoken to him about even innocent touches that she inadvertently got in bus or trains. But with Rob, she simply didn't mind his touch. In fact she was almost as if she was inviting him to touch her.

Kriti and Rob moved together. Kriti had her arm wrapped around his as they walked. Her perfect ass was accentuated by high heels she was wearing. Shashank watched her ass swaying as she walked. Just as they were about to turn, Shashank saw Rob slipping his hand around her waist. Shashank was surprised that Kriti was not resisting Rob's advances in any way. Right from the first moment, Rob had been making advances on her and she was almost encouraging him. Shashank moved towards the bar and took a whiskey and drank it slowly. After finishing it, he again walked towards the disco. He had to descend a staircase in order to get in the disco.



There was a lot of noise in the disco as he entered. It was too dark initially and there was a lot of smoke in it. But as his eyes got used to it, he could see better and started searching for his wife and Rob. After some minutes, he saw them near the corner. He simply couldn't believe his eyes. Kriti was dancing with Rob. They were so close to each other that her boobs were almost pressing against his chest. Her head was resting on his shoulders and her hands were wrapped around his head. They were slowly dancing to the tune of music. Rob's hands were placed on her lovely ass. They were swaying together. Shashank moved through the crowd and got closer to them. But instead of disturbing them, he decided to watch them from afar. So he moved to the other corner and sat on a chair. As he watched, Kriti turned around so that her back was towards Rob. Rob slowly moved his hands around her waist and then locked them on her stomach. He slowly moved them on her stomach in round circles caressing it. As he watched, Rob moved his hand towards her hair and grabbed her hair in his hand. Then he slowly moved them to one side of her shoulder. Rob's hands moved to her sleeveless arms and he slowly caressed them. Kriti was grinding her ass in his crotch all the time as she swayed slowly. Even Shashank could feel the sexual tension between them.



But then Kriti saw Shashank sitting on the chair by himself and smiled at him. She motioned Rob and both of them stopped. Then they came over to him. Shashank was disappointed that they had stopped. However, after this both Rob and Kriti kept some distance from each other throughout the night. Even though there was a lot of innuendo between them. They spent a lot f time with each other and didn't even bother about Shashank many times. However, there was nothing sexual in their behavior. All of them enjoyed the night on the ship thoroughly.

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In the morning the cruise boat headed for the dock from where it had started. As they reached all 3 of them got down and waited for the ferry to come to the boat. Rob was still talking to Kriti as she listened attentively to him. Shashank also contributed a comment or two, but most of the talk was between Kriti and Rob. The ferry arrived and the helpers tied the ferry to boat by a rope. Then slowly people started to get in ferry one by one. Kriti and Rob crossed and got in the ferry together. Shashank joined them immediately. Even here Shashank noticed that even though there was lot of space available, Kriti and Rob often stood so close to each other that their bodies touched each other. Ferry reached the dock pretty quickly and finally they reached the parking lot where they had parked their cars.


"So when do we meet next?" Rob asked Kriti as they all waited in the parking lot to clear.

"Why don't you come for dinner this Friday? I could cook dinner for all of us. Shashank and you could directly come from office. What do you think Shashank?"



"Of course.Why not? We would be glad to have you if you don't have any other plans." Shashank concurred with his wife.

"Well I don't have any other plans as such. So I think I can manage this Friday." Rob looked at Kriti.

"Great. Then I will be waiting for you." Kriti saw that a clearing had been opened in the parking lot so they could get their car out.

"So it's Good bye till Friday." Rob extended his hand to shake with Kriti. Shashank felt that he spent inordinate amount of time with her hand in his. Finally he shook hands with Shashank as well and he moved away to his car.

As soon as Shashank and Kriti sat in their car and he started it Shashank turned towards her.

"So Kriti, what's all this happening between you and my boss?" He wore a smile on his face as he turned the car. Kriti gave him a winning smile as she replied.

"Do you have any problem if something is happening between us?" She removed the chop tying her hair and ran her hands through it before tying her hair again.

"Well not really. I myself have wanted to see you with another man for so long. The only thing is that I didn't expect it to be black man." They had now reached the main road. The morning traffic was slowly moving.

"Is this your inferiority complex talking? If you don't mind seeing me with another man, then why does it matter if he is white or black or brown?"

"Honey, I am not objecting or anything. I was just commenting. I don't have any problem if he is black or Indian. But you haven't answered my first question."

"Are you really sure about whatever you said about seeing me with someone else?" She turned towards him.

"Yes. How many times do I have to convince you?"

"All right, this is the first time I met your boss in person. But we know each other for almost 9 months now. He first approached me on face book some 1 year back. At that time, I just read his scrap as he said he was your boss. Then again he posted another scrap and I replied. Slowly we started interacting with each other. After some time, Rob asked me if I would like to chat with him on facebook messenger."

Shashank watched her as she spoke but he was a bit surprised at this.

"I agreed as it was just net friendship. So we started chatting every now and then. Initially it was pretty much same stuff. Where are you? What did you have for lunch? We chatted about all the normal stuff. But soon Rob started flirting with me. We shared our pictures and he often commented on hoe beautiful I looked. He talked about my hair, my figure and all that."



Kriti looked at Shashank's crotch and she noticed a small rise in his cock. Shashank was feeling a bit excited as Kriti described how she and Rob chatted and flirted.

"So you like it, don't you? Your wife is chatting with Rob." She smiled at him and pointed towards his crotch. Shashank also smiled at her helplessly.

"I also started liking him. He is smart and handsome. As the time went by, even I didn't mind his flirting with me and started responding. Rob suggested we meet some time, but somehow I was not ready for it. I was feeling attracted towards him, but I kept avoiding it. So finally Rob told me about this party some days and insisted that I come there. After lot of persuasion, I finally consented and decided to meet him here."

"So that yellow bra and panties? That wasn't for me; it was for him wasn't it?" Shashank was feeling very hot now.

"Yes. It was for Rob. Do you like that your wife wore a special bra for your boss?" Kriti teased him.

"Yes honey. I like it. But it wasn't much use I guess. I don't he got a chance to check it." They were almost reaching home now.



"Oh he saw it fine. Probably you didn't notice, but my bra cups were easily visible from my blouse. It is so thin. Rob was looking at my tits all the time."

"So are you planning to take it further?" Shashank raised the critical question.

"It all depends upon you. If you are comfortable with being cuckolded by us, then I very much feel like going ahead. But you have to understand one thing. I am not a slut who will sleep for one night with Rob and then forget about it. If I do it, then I will have a long and serious affair with Rob. And I don't know how it may end. So don't say afterward that I didn't warn you. "

"I am ready for anything if you really want it. Do you want to do it?"

"If I didn't want it, I wouldn't be talking to you, would I? Then I will call Rob and ask him to stay with us for the week end. But then you will have to spend the night in the guest room. Rob will spend the night with me in our bedroom." She slowly put her hand on his crotch. It was quite hard and erect now. She slowly rubbed her palm across it and laughed.

"Oh God Shashank. You are really hard. Does it excite you so much? Just talking about me and Rob has hot you so hard. What will happen if you see Rob and me together in bed naked?"

"Well I am waiting for it honey. Just do it and check for yourself what happens." Shashank also laughed as Kriti removed her hand from his crotch.

"Does Rob know about my fantasies?" They had almost reached the home now and Shashank turned the car in their parking lot.



"Umm yes. I told him all about our talks when we used to chat." Shashank parked the car and Kriti got out of it. Shashank also got out of the other door and then locked it.

"Actually Rob wanted to make out yesterday itself, but I was not very comfortable before I talked to you. So I asked him to keep distance from me and wait. But I promised him that I will talk to you and call him." Kriti wrapped her hand around his as they walked towards the lift.

"So what are you going to tell him?" Shashank asked her as they entered the lift. He pressed the button for their floor.

"I am going to tell him that I have spoken with you and you are ok with me having relationship with him. In fact I will tell him that you want to be cuckolded by us. And I will invite him to spend the weekend with us. Then we will see what happens during the weekend." They both got out of the lift as it stopped.

They both spent the entire day resting. In the evening Kriti called Rob on his cell. She was sitting on the bed beside Shashank.

"Hi Rob, how are you?" She asked just as Rob answered the phone. Just as Rob answered, Shashank signaled her to put the phone on speaker. Kriti quietly put it on speaker for Shashank to hear.

"I am good baby. How are you? Have you spoken with him yet?"

"Yes. I did. But I can't explain everything on phone. Why don't you give me dinner today? We will talk over dinner." She looked at Shashank as she said this. Shashank also got up from the bed and looked at her.

"Sure. But at least tell me if we have green or red."

"Well we have green." She blushed as she said this.

"Great. So where do you want to meet?" Rob asked as she moved her hand through her lovely hair.

"Anything will be fine" She asked.

"It's fine with me. So shall I pick you up from home at 19:30?" Rob asked.

"No problem. Come at 19:00. By the way, what do you want me to wear? Did you like my dress yesterday?"

"It was really great. You looked amazing in the sari. Especially your yellow bra cups were fantastic." Kriti's cheek turned pink as she listened.

"So you noticed it huh? I wore them especially for you." She reclined against Shashank and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Of course I noticed it baby. What do you think? I am blind or something?" Her breathing quickened as she talked with Rob. She moved her hand to Shashank's chest and started to caress it lightly as she talked.

"But you never said anything?" She complained mockingly. She turned towards Shashank and slowly moved her hand towards his crotch.

"I don't like to say anything baby. I like to do. I would have liked to appreciate your lovely tits with my hands and mouth. But you didn't give me chance." Kriti rubbed Shashank's crotch slowly. It was already erect.

"Well don't be disappointed. If you want, I can give you the same chance today evening. I will wear a sari again for you. Then you can appreciate my assets as much as you want." She was so wet right now that she felt like entering a finger in her cunt.

"But make sure that your bra is visible. That makes me so hot for you." She slowly loosed Shashank's pants button and stared pulling it down to free his cock.

"I will do anything for you darling. Now I will say good bye. Pick me up at 19:00." She kissed the phone and then disconnected the call.




She turned towards Shashank and smiled at him.

"So honey, is Rob going to pick you up?" Shashank slowly wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her towards him.

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"Yes. He will come at 7 PM." She lovingly wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. "What will you do when you meet him? We will spend entire week end together. I suggest that you go out when he comes and give us more privacy." Shashank slowly stroked her ass.

"Honey, the while point of you having affair with Rob is that I want to see you together. If I go out, then there is no point in having you two together."

"But there will be lot of time for you to watch us. Why do you want to do it immediately? I told you that it won't be one night stand with me." She teased and caressed his chest with her hands.

"Yes. But why do you have any objection with me watching you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Yu yourself told me that Rob is aware of this cuckolding thing."

"I am not uncomfortable or anything. It's just that I feel Rob may be uncomfortable. But anyway, if you want it that way, at least please give me one concession. Don't meet Rob. You can hide in the guest room next to our bedroom. Both rooms share the gallery. If I don't close the windows of bedroom, you can easily come in the gallery and watch us. Also, from the same room, you can easily watch us in the hall. Is it ok? " She kissed his lips slowly as his hands moved behind her back.



"Ok. But don't close the windows." He said breathlessly as they both kissed. But suddenly Kriti withdrew from the kiss.

"What happened honey?" Shashank asked.

"Well, don't touch e till Rob leaves now. I am going to be his woman now. If I have sex with you now, I may not be interested with Rob in the evening." She got up from his lap and went away with Shashank protesting. But even he felt a thrill at the thought of leaving Kriti for Rob.

Kriti went about her household chores and time went quickly. Almost without her noticing, she found it was almost 6 PM. Shashank was still sleeping in the bedroom. She woke him up and gave him a cup of tea.

"Hey wake up now. Go outside. I need to be ready for Rob." Shashank was still a bit sleepy and went out without any protest. Kriti went in the bathroom and bathed. She applied shampoo in her hair and washed them clean. Her shaved armpits looked very sexy. She applied lots of soap to make sure that it was clean. Her cunt was clean shaven and she spent a lot of time rubbing it. All the while in the shower, she was thinking about Rob's lovely cock in her cunt. She was feeling wet and hot now. As she squeezed and caressed her boobs, she imagined how wonderful it would be to have Rob's rough hands maul them. She spent lot of time under the shower fantasizing all the time about Rob.



Finally after spending an inordinate time on her boobs, she came out of the bathroom and used the dryer to dry her lovely hair. She then combed her hair carefully before using a new hair clip shaped like a butterfly to tie her hair and spread them on her back. She had promised Rob that she will wear a sari. So she went to the wardrobe and pulled out a lovely pink colored plain chiffon sari. It had a matching black color sleeveless blouse. She pulled it out as well. Finally she pulled out a white set of bra and panties. It was completely transparent and very thin. Also, her blouse was very thin. So her bra cups were easily visible through her blouse. She put on the bra and hooked it from behind. Then she put on the blouse and hooked it. Soon after put on the rest of the things and she was ready. She applied bright red lip stick on her lips. Just as she was about to finish, the door bell rang. She looked at the clock and was surprised to find that it was almost 7. She hurriedly went in the hall and found that Shashank was sitting there. He motioned her to be quiet and came to her.

"You are looking sexy. Rob will be simply hooked to you. I am going to the spare bedroom. I will hide there. Where are you going for dinner?"

"I don't know. Where ever Rob takes me, it will be fine." Kriti replied.

"Just tell him that I am out. When you go out, drop me SMS telling me address of the hotel where you are going. I will follow you. Now open the door."

And then he hurriedly went up the staircase and swiftly went in the bedroom and closed it. Kriti waited till she saw him vanishing in the bedroom. Then she turned towards the door and opened it.

"Wow. You are looking hot as hell darling." Rob exclaimed as he entered. He was wearing a black T shirt and blue jeans. He held a bouquet of roses in his hand. He held it out to her.

"Thanks darling. Did you have any trouble in finding the address?" She accepted the bouquet and hugged him. Rob grabbed her in his arms and pulled her closer to him. Their lips met. Initially she thought the kiss would be brief. But Rob kissed her hard and she also wrapped her hands around his neck to kiss back. They both kissed hard for a moment before separating. Kriti moved away from him and walked towards the sofa. Rob watched her sexy ass swaying as she walked. Rob walked behind her quickly and wrapped his hand around her waist.



"Where is Shashank?" He asked as they both sat together on sofa.

"He has gone out." Kriti removed the hair clip from her hair and ran her hands through her open hair. As she did so, her boobs were raised high and her naked arms looked damn sexy. Rob couldn't prevent himself from planting a kiss on her arm and pull her closer. Kriti didn't resist him and happily went into his arms. Just as she was about to tie her hair, Rob placed his hand and her.

"Don't tie it honey. It looks much sexier when you keep it open."

"Do you like my hair open?" Rob kissed her arms and slowly licked her arms with his tongue. He removed his hand from her and slowly caressed her face with palm. He placed his thumb on her lips and slowly moved it on her lips. Kriti loved the caress and closed her eyes.

"Yes baby. You look absolutely hot when you keep it down." He grabbed her hair and slowly moved it across her shoulder. He moved his hand from her face and slowly traced his finger across her shoulder. Then he moved his hand on her boobs and slowly squeezed her right breast.



"Hey, don't do it. You are making me wet." Kriti squirmed under his maneuvers, but Rob placed his hand around her and pulled her forcefully into him.

"If we start like this, how will we go out? We may end up in bed." Rob's hand had moved on her naked back. He was slowly caressing it. Kriti was almost enjoying it now.

"Well I don't mind it much if we end up in the bed baby. I am dying to get into your pants anyway." Rob slowly moved the pallu of her sari aside. Kriti didn't resist it as it fell in her lap. Rob watched almost hypnotized at the lovely skin of her chest. Her chest was heaving slowly as her lovely assets rose and fell slowly. Her lovely cleavage was clearly visible as the blouse cups were rather small. With every breath she took, her breasts rose and fell. Her lovely jet black hair was spread on her chest. Rob grabbed her hair and pushed it behind her back. Kriti shivered as his hand caressed her breasts as he did it. She moved her hands and wrapped them around his neck. She slowly slid forward and moved till she was on his lap.



"I also don't mind it honey. But then what should we do about our dinner?" Rob placed both hands on her breasts and slowly started massaging them. Kriti closed her eyes and threw her head back lightly.

"Darling, right now the only dinner item I want to eat is what I have in my hands. I want to eat these lovely mangoes you have."

"Oh Rob; don't squeeze my tits like that. You are driving me crazy." She pressed forward as her body reclined against his body. Her breasts were still being mauled by Rob. He nuzzled her neck and licked her neck as she pressed against him.

"I can't help it baby. Your tits are so sexy. "He kissed her neck lightly as he trailed kisses down her shoulders and then finally moved towards her boobs. Kriti was already feeling wet in her cunt and fluids were soaking her panties. She wrapped both her hands around his neck and then pulled his head down on her chest.

"Well if my mangoes are what you want, then what are you waiting for honey? Come and eat them. They are all yours." She guided his mouth right in her cleavage as she ran her hands through his hair.



"Ouch, don't bite there darling." But ignoring her Rob kept licking and biting soft flesh of her cleavage. Rob was pressing her boobs all this time and was absolutely mauling them between his hands. Kriti was moaning and sighing softly as Rob assaulted her senses with his tongue and lips. She ran her hands on his back lightly and grabbed the end of his t shirt. Then she started pulling it up. Rob stopped for a moment to allow her to remove the t shirt. 



"Oh Rob, I have been waiting for a long time." She moved forward and placed her head on his shoulder. Rob kissed her lips hard and she opened her mouth for him. His tongue invaded her mouth. Rob took her lips in his mouth and sucked lightly as Kriti moaned in his arms.

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He continued to kiss her as she caressed her back with her palms. Rob moved his hands and placed them on her tits. Without breaking their kiss, Rob unbuttoned her blouse. He removed all the hooks and then parted the blouse cups. Kriti moved slightly and raised her hands. Rob immediately took the cue, removed her blouse and threw it on the floor. Rob immediately grabbed her again and kissed her. Kriti moaned in his mouth as Rob's tongue entwined against her tongue. Rob was massaging her back hard and pinching it every now and then. Kriti tried to cry out every time he pinched her back, but her cry was stifled as her mouth was closed by his kiss. She was also caressing his back lightly as they both kissed hard. Her caress was making Rob hot and his cock had risen to its full length of around 10 inches. It was very thick at around almost 2.5 inch.



They broke the kiss as Kriti panted and then moved forward to rest her head on his shoulder.

"Oh Rob, you are making me so hot." Rob felt her hot breath on his shoulder. He pressed her boobs with both his hands.

"Ohhh. Don't tease me darling." She then raised herself so that her boobs were level with his face. Then she moved her hands backwards and unhooked her bra and removed it completely. Her lovely boobs were free and bobbing with every move she made. Rob didn't need any invitation as he lunged for her tits and gobbled her tit in his mouth. Kriti cried out and threw her head back as she felt her breast engulfed by Rob's wet mouth. Rob sucked her boob loudly and licked it. Kriti placed her hands behind his neck and pulled his mouth on her breast. He licked her boob with his tongue making it wet with his saliva. Her tongue licked all over her full breast. All the same time he was rubbing her left boob fiercely. It pained her sometimes, but she loved it. Rob bit her boob lightly every now and then. She cried out when he did, but she didn't want him to stop.



All this while, Shashank had been watching them. He had hoped to see this, but the suddenness of all this surprised him. He had expected Kriti to be a bit reserved initially as she knew that he was home. But the wholeheartedness with which she was indulging herself now surprised him. But more than surprise it made him hot. As he watched his boss feasting on his wife's tits, his primary reaction was lust. His cock had become erect and pre-cum was making it moist. He could hear Kriti moan as Rob switched from her right breast to her left. he wasn't sure why Rob was interested in his wife and thought that they may not work out as a couple. Even if she had been in states for almost 3 years, she was still a bit conventional. She normally wore Indian dresses and never wore western clothes. How Rob may like it was still not sure. Rob's skin was looking perfect with his wife's fair skin. At least physically they seemed good together and enjoying each other. His large hands were almost made to perfection to squeeze, press and rub her large tits.



He released his cock from his pant as he watched them together. He could clearly hear Kriti moaning loudly as Rob sucked and bit her tits. He watched as Rob stopped feasting on her tits and separated for a moment. Kriti seemed disappointed and protested.

"What happened darling? Why did you stop?" But Rob didn't answer. Instead he moved his hands to her sari and started pulling it out from her petticoat. He pulled it out completely. Kriti then raised her ass a bit and to allow Rob pull it out completely and throw it on the floor. Then without speaking Rob untied the string of her petticoat and Kriti again helped him to remove it. Her skinned thighs looked perfect to Rob as she removed it. Rob rubbed her thighs with his hands roughly.

"You have the sexiest thighs in the world baby." Rob pulled her closer and started stroking her thighs as he kissed her neck. Kriti moved both her hands to his crotch and found his large cock was erect. She rubbed it slightly with her palm. Then she removed his belt and threw it down on the floor. Rob had once again found hr tits and was sucking them. He inserted his hand in her panties and grabbed her cunt. He slowly started rubbing it with his hand. Kriti moaned as she felt his finger enter her cunt. She unhooked the button of his pant in turn and inserted her hand in his pant. She was surprised that he wasn't wearing any underpants. She grabbed his huge cock for the first time.

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"Oh Rob, you are so big." She ran her hand along the length of his cock to caress it. Rob enjoyed the touch more than anything else.

"Is that a compliment or complaint baby?" Rob detached himself from her tits for a moment and looked in her eyes. She took this opportunity to pull his pant downward. Rob raised himself slightly to allow her to remove the pant. As she was doing it, Rob also removed her panties to make her completely naked. Now they both were completely naked.



"I don't know baby. Shashank is so small compared to you. So I don't know whether I am supposed to compliment or complain."

"Well Indian men are normally very small. So now you have got a black man, don't complain or compliment. Come and worship it baby." Rob grabbed her hair and slowly tried pull her mouth towards his crotch. Kriti felt a chill as Rob pulled her mouth towards his crotch. She had never fellated a man before.

"I have never done it before." But even as she said this, she moved lower and planted her cheek on his cock. She grabbed his cock in her hand and slowly started rubbing it. She closed her eyes and placed her cheek on his cock. Her hair was coming in the way. So she picked her hair and moved it to her back. Kriti was still rubbing her cheek against his cock. Rob had grabbed her tits and was squeezing them hard. He squeezed her nipples between his fingers as she cried out.



"What are you waiting for baby? Come on, suck it." Rob moved his hand behind her neck and slowly pulled it on his cock.

"You are so big darling. You must be at least 9 inch. Isn't it?" She opened her mouth and ran her tongue along the length of his shaft.

"Yeah baby. It's more than 9. Now get to work." She kept licking his cock along its length but didn't take it in her mouth. Rob was rubbing her back with his palm as she kept licking his cock. She spent lot of time licking it. Rob was getting impatient now. But just as he was about to ask her, she finally moved her face in front and completely took his cock in her mouth. Rob felt her warm mouth engulfing his cock as he sighed and reclined back on the sofa. Kriti was feeling a bit uncomfortable bending down. So without releasing his cock from her mouth she slid down the sofa and sat down on the floor. Now that she was comfortable she slowly started sucking his cock. She moved her mouth forward and backwards as she sucked his marvelous cock. But even the hardly went half way on his cock. Almost half of his cock was still out of her mouth. Her saliva had made his cock very wet and slippery. Every now and then, she swirled her tongue around his cock. Rob enjoyed it so much that groaned and threw his head back.



"Oh Kriti, I can't believe that you never done it before? You are perfect at giving a blowjob. It seems you have a mouth and tongue just made for sucking cock." She smiled up at him but didn't remove her mouth from his cock. She was quite enjoying it herself now. But as she went on doing it, her mouth became a bit salty and sour. She felt Rob's pre-cum leaking in her mouth.

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He continued to kiss her as she caressed her back with her palms. Rob moved his hands and placed them on her tits. Without breaking their kiss, Rob unbuttoned her blouse. He removed all the hooks and then parted the blouse cups. Kriti moved slightly and raised her hands. Rob immediately took the cue, removed her blouse and threw it on the floor. Rob immediately grabbed her again and kissed her. Kriti moaned in his mouth as Rob's tongue entwined against her tongue. Rob was massaging her back hard and pinching it every now and then. Kriti tried to cry out every time he pinched her back, but her cry was stifled as her mouth was closed by his kiss. She was also caressing his back lightly as they both kissed hard. Her caress was making Rob hot and his cock had risen to its full length of around 10 inches. It was very thick at around almost 2.5 inch.



They broke the kiss as Kriti panted and then moved forward to rest her head on his shoulder.

"Oh Rob, you are making me so hot." Rob felt her hot breath on his shoulder. He pressed her boobs with both his hands.

"Ohhh. Don't tease me darling." She then raised herself so that her boobs were level with his face. Then she moved her hands backwards and unhooked her bra and removed it completely. Her lovely boobs were free and bobbing with every move she made. Rob didn't need any invitation as he lunged for her tits and gobbled her tit in his mouth. Kriti cried out and threw her head back as she felt her breast engulfed by Rob's wet mouth. Rob sucked her boob loudly and licked it. Kriti placed her hands behind his neck and pulled his mouth on her breast. He licked her boob with his tongue making it wet with his saliva. Her tongue licked all over her full breast. All the same time he was rubbing her left boob fiercely. It pained her sometimes, but she loved it. Rob bit her boob lightly every now and then. She cried out when he did, but she didn't want him to stop.



All this while, Shashank had been watching them. He had hoped to see this, but the suddenness of all this surprised him. He had expected Kriti to be a bit reserved initially as she knew that he was home. But the wholeheartedness with which she was indulging herself now surprised him. But more than surprise it made him hot. As he watched his boss feasting on his wife's tits, his primary reaction was lust. His cock had become erect and pre-cum was making it moist. He could hear Kriti moan as Rob switched from her right breast to her left. he wasn't sure why Rob was interested in his wife and thought that they may not work out as a couple. Even if she had been in states for almost 3 years, she was still a bit conventional. She normally wore Indian dresses and never wore western clothes. How Rob may like it was still not sure. Rob's skin was looking perfect with his wife's fair skin. At least physically they seemed good together and enjoying each other. His large hands were almost made to perfection to squeeze, press and rub her large tits.



He released his cock from his pant as he watched them together. He could clearly hear Kriti moaning loudly as Rob sucked and bit her tits. He watched as Rob stopped feasting on her tits and separated for a moment. Kriti seemed disappointed and protested.

"What happened darling? Why did you stop?" But Rob didn't answer. Instead he moved his hands to her sari and started pulling it out from her petticoat. He pulled it out completely. Kriti then raised her ass a bit and to allow Rob pull it out completely and throw it on the floor. Then without speaking Rob untied the string of her petticoat and Kriti again helped him to remove it. Her skinned thighs looked perfect to Rob as she removed it. Rob rubbed her thighs with his hands roughly.

"You have the sexiest thighs in the world baby." Rob pulled her closer and started stroking her thighs as he kissed her neck. Kriti moved both her hands to his crotch and found his large cock was erect. She rubbed it slightly with her palm. Then she removed his belt and threw it down on the floor. Rob had once again found hr tits and was sucking them. He inserted his hand in her panties and grabbed her cunt. He slowly started rubbing it with his hand. Kriti moaned as she felt his finger enter her cunt. She unhooked the button of his pant in turn and inserted her hand in his pant. She was surprised that he wasn't wearing any underpants. She grabbed his huge cock for the first time.

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"Oh Rob, you are so big." She ran her hand along the length of his cock to caress it. Rob enjoyed the touch more than anything else.

"Is that a compliment or complaint baby?" Rob detached himself from her tits for a moment and looked in her eyes. She took this opportunity to pull his pant downward. Rob raised himself slightly to allow her to remove the pant. As she was doing it, Rob also removed her panties to make her completely naked. Now they both were completely naked.



"I don't know baby. Shashank is so small compared to you. So I don't know whether I am supposed to compliment or complain."

"Well Indian men are normally very small. So now you have got a black man, don't complain or compliment. Come and worship it baby." Rob grabbed her hair and slowly tried pull her mouth towards his crotch. Kriti felt a chill as Rob pulled her mouth towards his crotch. She had never fellated a man before.

"I have never done it before." But even as she said this, she moved lower and planted her cheek on his cock. She grabbed his cock in her hand and slowly started rubbing it. She closed her eyes and placed her cheek on his cock. Her hair was coming in the way. So she picked her hair and moved it to her back. Kriti was still rubbing her cheek against his cock. Rob had grabbed her tits and was squeezing them hard. He squeezed her nipples between his fingers as she cried out.



"What are you waiting for baby? Come on, suck it." Rob moved his hand behind her neck and slowly pulled it on his cock.

"You are so big darling. You must be at least 9 inch. Isn't it?" She opened her mouth and ran her tongue along the length of his shaft.

"Yeah baby. It's more than 9. Now get to work." She kept licking his cock along its length but didn't take it in her mouth. Rob was rubbing her back with his palm as she kept licking his cock. She spent lot of time licking it. Rob was getting impatient now. But just as he was about to ask her, she finally moved her face in front and completely took his cock in her mouth. Rob felt her warm mouth engulfing his cock as he sighed and reclined back on the sofa. Kriti was feeling a bit uncomfortable bending down. So without releasing his cock from her mouth she slid down the sofa and sat down on the floor. Now that she was comfortable she slowly started sucking his cock. She moved her mouth forward and backwards as she sucked his marvelous cock. But even the hardly went half way on his cock. Almost half of his cock was still out of her mouth. Her saliva had made his cock very wet and slippery. Every now and then, she swirled her tongue around his cock. Rob enjoyed it so much that groaned and threw his head back.



"Oh Kriti, I can't believe that you never done it before? You are perfect at giving a blowjob. It seems you have a mouth and tongue just made for sucking cock." She smiled up at him but didn't remove her mouth from his cock. She was quite enjoying it herself now. But as she went on doing it, her mouth became a bit salty and sour. She felt Rob's pre-cum leaking in her mouth.

She wanted to withdraw, but Rob had already taken control. Now his hand was placed behind her neck. Instead of her giving him blow job, now he was fucking her mouth. He was fucking her mouth furiously now. His thrusts increased in speed as she made slurping noises. She knew that if he continued like this, he could come in her mouth any minute.