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Me: Yes not to worry. Here is a surprise for you.


In the morning I got up and took some condoms and chocolate cream. I went to her place at 9 am. To surprise her, I was carrying my company bag with condoms and ice cream and stuff. I pinged the bell.  A guy opened the door. I was shocked. It was her husband.


I had seen him in the photos she sent. He asked, “Who are you? What do you want?”


I was mumbling for an answer like I had just been caught red-handed. I started to sweat a bit excessively. Then I reached for my bag straps and bulb light. I had an idea.


Me: Sir, I am from Afford solutions. Madam I had called in about trouble with her laptop and wifi. We do home servicing. So I was here for it.


Him: Ok. Come in. I thought wifi was working perfectly.


Me: But mam had called in for a troubleshoot.


Him: Great.





I saw his packed bags. But he hadn’t left. My heart was still pumping like an engine. I was not out of the woods yet. Janani soon came out of the shower with wet hair and towel over her blouse and petticoat. She was surprised to see me. I told her not to be alarmed with sign language.





I went to her and asked, “Madam. Please guide me to the modem.” Her husband had gone into their bedroom. She took me into the guest bedroom near the kitchen. Where the modem and laptop were kept. I then entered the room and pulled her in.


I pushed her to the door. I whispered that she looked hotter than in her pics. She blushed and smiled. She asked why I came so early. I told her I wanted to surprise her. I asked her when he would leave. She said in an hour.  I then put my arms around her and went in for a kiss.


I made a lip lock and pressed her boobs over her blouse. It felt soft like cotton. I could feel them between my fingers.  Our lips on each other’s lips and hugging.  Our tongue rolled on each other. Her hands started to feel my broad chest. Rubbing it down, I slowly broke the kiss.





I started to kiss her while grabbing her big boobs through her blouse. I felt their softness. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breathing started to stutter. I started to suck her neck bit by bit. My hands took her pallu off. My tongue moved to lick her neck then. I moved my tongue down.


I then reached her mangalsutra. I kept it on her. I dipped my tongue into her cleavage. Licking between her boobs and rubbing their skin on the sides. I felt her figure on my palms. My hands rubbed down her body and pressed her curvy bubbly navel. I pressed her deep and gave her a deep kiss on her collarbone.


I was mad at her boobs constantly squeezing. I lowered her blouse on both shoulders. I moved my tongue through her collar bone lining to her shoulder. Then I ran my tongue back to her neck, licking the undersides of her face and her chin. She bit her lips and the voice of her breath filled the room. Suddenly her husband called her. She adjusts herself and leaves the room.





With 10 min her husband left the house.She asked me if I wanted coffee. I Said yes.While she was preparing  I entered the kitchen slowly lifted her and placed it on the kitchen platform. started kissing. My fingers were playing with her boobs and pinching her pink nipples.


Janani was aroused and slowly removed her dress. I placed my finger on her honeypot. It was dripping wet. I started to rub her pink hole and simultaneously kiss her nippies. Her moans were becoming dangerously loud and wild.

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I took her to the bedroom and slowly placed her naked body on the soft bed and kissed her pink labia. She was ecstatic, and we shifted to 69 positions. Janani gave me the best ever blowjob. I was over the moon.





My erect tool was ready to launch. I pushed it in slowly into her honeypot, and Janani gave a pain cry. She moved her body in tandem with my strokes. I spread her legs, and she bent her knees for deeper penetration. She was calling my name and wanted to be humped in a wild and carefree manner.





She was moaning and scratching me with her fingers. Her moans were making me pump her hard and rough. I was mauling her nipples, and she loved it. I humped her in the missionary position for 5 minutes.





She wanted to taste it. I dropped all the cum on her face, and she licked and drank it without dropping. Janani had a lasting orgasm. I took her to the bathroom for a shower. There we started kissing again and playing with each other’s body and bare naked wild hugs of passion and list.








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As days were going dry I met a broker who supplies college girls who are in need of money. With that my physical pleasure came to life and started enjoying old times.


My wife had a very good friend named Abhirami Venkatachalam. She is also married and used to call me brother. She looks very sexy. She had very fair skin with big eyes and the correct amount of flesh around her body.





I should say I am very disappointed about her referring to me as a brother. She was 27 years old and had a nice figure She came from a lower-middle-class family and was married to an assistant cadre employee. They both live a low life and sometimes borrow money from my wife.  As the amounts are little I didn’t mind about it.


One day I got a call from my broker. He told me about a girl who is in need and ready to have fun with me in exchange for money. So I went to pick her near a mall and was waiting for her in my car. While I was waiting for her, suddenly Abhirami came to me and waved at me.


I told her that I am waiting for someone about a business deal. While I was speaking to her, the girl whom I was waiting for came to me. She asked whether I am the one who came to pick her. Well, that was a bit of an awkward moment. Abhirami didn’t understand and was looking at me with a blank face.






I told that lady to sit in the car. I told  Abhirami that she is my friend’s sister and I came to pick her. She just nodded and left, where I have a feeling that she didn’t buy it. After that incident, we didn’t talk about it. Whenever she came to my house we just had a smile and left.


Soon the days are passing by, one day I got a message from her.
Abhirami: Hi, how are you?
Me: Hi, I am fine, what’s up!
Abhirami: Nothing, brother, just pinged you.


Me: Ohh ok, hope everything is going well.
Abhirami: Hmm yeah fine.
Me: ok, what else!
Abhirami: I want to talk to you in private. Are you alone?





Me: No, your friend is with me. We can chat if it is ok with you.
Abhirami: Yah fine.
Me: Ok tell me what is it all about?
Abhirami: I want to talk about the day at the mall and about the girl you picked.


Me: What about it?
Abhirami: Let me get straight, bro. I am not a kid and also know the girl whom you picked. She stays near my house.


My heart skipped a beat here. I was worried whether she might speak about it with my wife. So I didn’t message anything.


Abhirami: You there? Don’t be afraid. I won’t say anything to anyone.
Me: Yeah I am here. Ok, thanks for that. Did you speak to that girl?
Abhirami: Yes and she told me everything.
Me: Ok. What now?





Abhirami: Nothing.
Me: Tell me na. I don’t think you just pinged me for that.
Abhirami: Yes, as you know my situation. I am in need of money. Hope you can help me with it.


Me: meet me tomorrow at my office. We will discuss it.
Abhirami: Ok.


I thought for a while like how much does she want and how to shut her for good. While thinking about it my wife started a conversation about Abhirami. How desperate her situation and her need for money is. Her debts are increasing day by day.

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Then I thought for a while and decided to offer her money in exchange for pleasure. Next day around 11 o’clock she came to my office in a dark blue color dress. We exchanged smiles and sat in my chamber. She looked a bit nervous, so I started the conversation.





Me: Ok Abhirami, tell me.
Abhirami: I need money as I am in debt and need to get out of it.
Me: I know, your friend told me about it.
Abhirami: Oh ok then, hope you can help me with it.


Me: I will think about it and let you know.
Abhirami: Thinking means? Bro, please help me. In exchange, I can keep your secrets safe.
Me: Hahaha. See Abhirami let me get straight with you. I am a businessman and I only make deals.


Abhirami: Ok, I guess you would have readied a deal for me too. So speak out about it.
Me: Same as everyone. Pleasure in exchange for money. The only thing you will get is you will be paid a bit more than others.
She is in a bit of shock hearing this. She didn’t say anything for a moment.


Abhirami: But I call you a brother. I thought you treated me as your sister.
Me: You called me a brother, but I never thought of you as a sister. Do I look like an idiot to treat a beautiful girl like you like my sister?
Abhirami: But this is not right.





Me: Nothing is right or wrong for the money. This is my offer. If you are interested, let me know. Your friend is planning to go to her hometown this weekend. We can plan then.


Abhirami: What if I told everything about you to my friend?


Me: You can. Maybe we will fight for a while. But you are the one who will suffer for that. I will make sure you won’t get a penny as help from my home. You know how much help you are getting from my home and what that means to you.


She didn’t say a word and left the office. I kept my fingers crossed hoping the things won’t get messy at my home. At night the things are normal between me and my wife. So I was relaxed and confident as well that Abhirami is going to accept my offer. Next day afternoon I got a call from Abhirami.


Abhirami: I am ok with it but need money a bit urgently. I don’t want this to be known to any third person.


Me: Sure, you will get the money as requested and it will be our little secret.


The day came and in the evening Abhirami came to help my wife in packing the bags. We exchanged some smiles. I kept on watching her and her moves. She is looking very sexy in her yellow color churidar. Once everything was done we three left for the station to drop my wife.





While returning I asked Abhirami to come and sit in front with me. She didn’t speak to me. While changing gears I intentionally touched her legs. She tried to adjust her legs. But I kept my hand directly on her thighs this time. She didn’t say anything.


I slowly rubbed her thighs and moved my hand towards her pussy. She stopped my hand before touching her pussy. I again did the same by rubbing her thighs and moving towards her pussy and she stopped my hand. I looked towards her but she didn’t say anything.


I took her hand and placed it on my dick. She didn’t move her hand nor rubbed it. While the whole thing was going on we reached my home. I parked my car and entered the hall. Abhirami entered after me and locked the door. I immediately went behind her and hugged her from behind.


I placed my left hand on her boobs and the right one on her pussy. Kissing her from behind and trying to enter my hand into her pussy. She slowly started to respond to me. She started to run her hands into my hair and cooperate. I slowly inserted my finger inside her pants and started to rub her pussy lips.


In the meantime, I started to French kiss her. Slowly we were getting into the mood. She turned towards me and kissed so deeply that we were playing with each other’s tongues. My both hands were playing with her ass cheeks and pressing them hard.





It took almost 5 minutes to break the kiss. We looked at each other into the eyes for a minute and hugged each other very tightly. I took her into the bedroom and threw her on the bed. I fell on her and started to kiss her again. Now she was getting more wild with my acts.


She started to bite my lips very hard. I entered my right hand into her back and unhooked her bra. She understood what it meant. I started to lift her body, indicating to me to remove her chudidar which I did with pleasure. I removed both the chudidar and bra at a stretch.


It gave a good view of her boobs for the first time. They were  firm. Enough to hold and suck them. I started to suck her nipples and press the other boob with my hand. As I was in full mood by now I removed her remaining clothes. Now she was totally nude.

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She closed her eyes shyly. Her pussy was as clean as a vessel which she might have come prepared. I just stretched her legs and inserted my tongue into her pussy. She was very wet and leaking her juices all over. I started to suck them and inserted my tongue deep.





She was shivering with the act and moaning unstoppable. After 5 minutes of sucking her juices, I removed my clothes and became naked. I climbed her and gave my cock near her mouth. She understood that and said that she has never done that before. I said everything for the first time and I need it right now.


With no option left she slowly took my dick into her mouth and started sucking it.  I should say she was clearly not interested in it. In just a minute I asked her to stop and stretched her legs, giving an indication that I am going to enter her. She adjusted herself for that and asked for a condom.





I told her that I am not interested in wearing a condom and positioned myself to enter her. With one push I entered fully into her. Her eyes popped up and pushed me to remove it. I held her hands tightly and held her in that position for some time. When her pushing got reduced, I started to ramp her slowly.





Now she adjusted to the rhythm and started to enjoy it. After seeing that she is having the pleasure I slowly increased the speed. I started to fuck her as fast as I can. She started to moan loudly because of the speed. I kept on fucking her and pressing her boobs hard.





After 10 minutes I ejaculated all my cum into her. I fell beside her to catch my breath. But didn’t leave my hand from her boobs. After some time she too got relaxed and turned her face towards me. We both just smiled and kissed for some time.


I asked to make some coffee. She stood to dress up to go to the kitchen. I immediately took her dress and asked her not to wear anything except her panty. She said ok to it and wore the panty and moved towards the kitchen. What a lovely sight to watch her back only with the panty.


Her ass was moving in such a way that made my dick salute her again. I walked with her watching her back. I sat on the kitchen top seeing her making me coffee. While she was doing her work I was trying to play with her by touching her boobs and putting my finger into her pants.





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My secretary had gone on leave for a while and I had to hire a temp to replace her. Previous years I'd borrowed a secretary from one of the other managers but for some reason they seemed reluctant to work with me. Geez, the way they talked you'd think I was a slave-driver, standing over them with a whip.


Whatever the reason (HR called it a personality clash) I wound up have to hire a temp. As far as I could tell she was doing a reasonable job, not that I took much notice of her as a person. She was just someone there to do what I wanted, when I wanted, hopefully without bitching about needing overtime if she had to stay back a few hours.

I was quite honestly surprised when the HR manager came to me and said they had a complaint. Several, actually.

"A complaint?" I said, aggrieved. "What did I do now?"

"Surprisingly enough, nothing," the smarmy bastard said. I gave him a nasty look and he continued.

"We've had some sexual harassment complaints about your temp," he said. "As you're her immediate supervisor it's up to you to have a word with her."



I gave him an even nastier look, at the same time indicating more information would be helpful.

"The complaints have been that she's inappropriately dressed for the office," I was told.

I thought back over Oviya's appearance. Nothing that I could remember as being inappropriate. She always seemed nicely dressed to me. Maybe her skirts were a little short but who was going to worry about that?

"Who's the idiot who complained?" I asked. "Oviya always looks fine as far as I can recall. Just because some guy gets upset over short skirts isn't really cause for a sexual harassment complaint."



"You know I can't tell you who lodged the complaint. Anyway, it wasn't one of the men. It was several of the women."

"Oviya's harassing the women?" I was honestly astonished.

"No. She's fascinating the men and the other women think that the way she dresses is unfair competition."

"Oh. All right. I'll talk to her."

"Today?" the pushy bastard pressed. Geez, anyone would think I wasn't going to do it.

I looked at the work on my desk. I really was frightfully busy.

"Today," came the insistent voice. "We don't want you putting it off for a few weeks."

I gave him my insulted look. As if I would.

"You would and you know it," he pointed out when I didn't say anything.

"Fine," I said. "Send her in on your way out and I'll talk to her now."

Oviya came in and I focused my attention upon her. Up to this point she'd just been an adjunct to the office, a tool that I used and generally ignored. She must have been doing a good job because I'm quite sure I'd have reacted if she hadn't. Now I was looking at her and actually seeing her as a person.



She was in her late twenties and very nicely built with all her curves full and in the right places. I wondered what she'd been doing that counted as sexual harassment. Maybe I should have read the reports.

As she came closer I could see her breasts swaying under her blouse. A very thin blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra, I noticed, and she was showing some nice cleavage. Her skirt was short and tight, leaving some long luscious legs on display. I was starting to get an idea of what the problem was. Unfair competition, especially if she was a flirt.

"Take a seat," I told her and watched as she did so. Yes, definitely a flirt and a tease, I decided. I'm quite sure she could have taken her seat without bending forward so I could see down her cleavage, which revealed enough to confirm the no bra I'd assumed.



"Oviya, as you know the company has very firm rules about sexual harassment. There have been some complaints made and I have to follow them up. That's why I've called you in."

"Sexual harassment? Me?" She seemed sincerely surprised. "Who's been complaining and what about?"

"Someone. HR don't reveal the names of whiners. And I told you what about. Sexual harassment."

"Can you be a bit more specific than that?" she asked, sounding a little irritated.

I sighed and grabbed for the complaint forms and quickly read through them.

"Um, the gist of the complaints seem to be that you're fomenting unrest amongst the staff by undue flirting and teasing of the male staff."

(Like I thought. Whining about unfair competition.)

"That's not fair," Oviya protested. "I don't go out of my way to flirt and tease. A little bit of friendly camaraderie is all it is."



"Um, going without a bra and flashing your breasts is a little more than your normal friendly camaraderie," I pointed out. "While the men probably enjoy it, it does cause some hard feelings amongst the women."

"I do no such thing," she protested.

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"Bullshit," I said with a smile. "You did it to me when you sat down. You've probably been doing it to me ever since you got here without me noticing because I'd be concentrating on my work."

I hit the nail on the head with that one. She blushed quite fiercely, giving me an angry look at the same time. I suspect she was annoyed that I hadn't been noticing.

I rose to my feet, stretched to get the kinks out of my muscles, and strolled around to the other side of the desk.

"It's at this point I'm supposed to assign some sort of penalty and issue fearsome warnings of how your career is going down the toilet if you don't toe the line like a good little wage-slave. Problem with that is you're a temp. You don't have a career with us and I'm not in a position to deny you a promotion or a salary increase because you're on a fixed term contract. It wouldn't be fair to give a bad report to your agency as apart from this you do an excellent job. This means I've got to come up with something that will serve as a penalty and warning."



She was smirking slightly as if to say do your worst. I smiled back just as brightly.

"I'd decided to threaten to paddle your tush if you didn't get your act together," I told her, smiling at the shock on her face.

I held up my hand to stop her before she could register a defiant protest.

"That, of course, was before you came in and deliberately flashed your boobs at me."

"I did no such thing," she quickly interjected.

"Yes, you did," I affirmed, "and we both know it. Accordingly I decided that instead of threatening to paddle your pretty little tush I'd go right ahead and do it. The threat to keep you in line will have to be upgraded as well."



"Oh, really," she said, sounding rather indignant. "And what, pray tell, will the new threat be?"

"Have you no imagination?" I asked, smirking. "It's simple really. You come into my office again without a bra and I'll assume you want sex and I'll fuck you."

"And you're accusing me of sexual harassment" she said with a gasp.

"Um, no, actually. These are." I picked up the HR reports and flourished them.

"If you think I'm going to let you spank me you've got another think coming."

"I've already had it," I said comfortably. "You either bend over the desk and get your bottom smacked or you break the contract and go back to the agency. I'm not sure how they'll react to your story about wanting to avoid a spanking as punishment for sexual harassment but I'd love to hear you explain."



I was now getting a very nasty look from her. We had a long association with her agency with no complaints. They'd think she was making things up, especially if we declined to comment. I could see her thinking about the outcome of she tried to explain the situation to her agent.

"You think you're so smart," she said, flaring up angrily.

"Ah, yes," I agreed. "That's why they pay me the big bucks."

For a moment or two we just looked at each other, her in her seat and me standing next to her waiting. I knew how this was going to end and I suspect that so did she. She was just reluctant to admit it.

"Come on," I said. "You've lost this one and you know it. On your feet and bend over the desk. Unless you'd rather bend over my knee?"

Her expression said, "No, thank you. Your knees can drop off and rot for all I care." She did get up and bend over the desk, though.

As I expected that short tight skirt promptly rode up, exposing half her ass. I was slightly surprised how much bottom was on display opposed to how much panties. I thoughtfully helped her skirt to hike a little higher and the bottom to panties ratio didn't change by much. If she was bending over for any reason out amongst the workers then there was a severe risk of heart attack.

I hooked hold of her panties and drew them down, leaving her bottom fully exposed. Coincidentally, some other parts were also exposed, but I was too much of a gentleman to mention that.



"My panties," came the dismayed protest.

"What about them?" I asked. "I wouldn't want them to get damaged by my calloused hands and that could happen. Better they stay out of the way."

She was almost quivering with outrage. She probably wanted to point out that her panties, such as they were, were not preventing me from spanking what was effectively a bare bottom. Trouble was, to do so she'd have been admitting that they weren't quite the sort of panties to wear to work. Out for a hot date, maybe, but not for work.

My hand came down firmly on first her right cheek and then her left. The third spank split the difference and I couldn't really see what her gripe was. She was the one standing with her legs parted like that. I hadn't made her. Neither could I be blamed for having a large hand with long fingers that sort of wrapped themselves around her bottom with my fingers slapping against some rather sensitive flesh.

"Don't you touch me there," she yelped.

I was a little slow removing my hand so when she spoke I just squeezed slightly.

"You mean here?" I asked with all innocence.

"Yes, there," she gasped out.

"Yes, touch here or not touch here?" I asked, rubbing slowly.



"Not touch," she said rather hastily. "That's not my bottom."

"I know," I conceded, "but it was an accident. I'm not exactly used to spanking errant secretaries like this."

I continued with the spanking and I'm afraid I have to admit my accuracy didn't improve much. Neither did Oviya's mood. She actually accused me of doing it deliberately.

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I finished off with a couple of firm spanks and indicated she could now stand up. She promptly turned to face me, glaring at me, her lips compressed tightly, probably to stop herself saying anything she might regret. Quite different from another pair of lips that had looked full and puffy and pursed as though ready for a kiss.


"Well, I think we both understand the situation," I said before Oviya could say anything. "Just remember the edict about future transgressions and we'll get along with no problems. Oh, and I'd like you to stay back for a while this evening. I have some things I need to catch up on."

I turned to go and sit behind my desk again but stopped and turned back to Oviya.

"Ah, you might want to straighten you skirt before you go," I advised.

She'd been so busy fuming and thinking nasty thoughts that she'd forgotten to tidy up her clothes and she was standing facing me with her naughty bits on full display. She blushed and made an inarticulate sound. By the time I sat down she was beating a retreat, clothes in position.

The rest of the day went smoothly and just after the general knock-off time I called Oviya in for the extra work I wanted. I knew she'd have waited because the overtime rates specified in her contract were very generous. So were her normal rates, come to think of it.

She came in and sat down and once again she leant forward, showing off some very nice cleavage. She just couldn't help herself was my guess. I sighed and rose from my chair, strolling around to the front of my desk and looked down at her.



"You know, one of the things I've found most pleasing about working with you is your excellent memory," I told her. "I give you instructions once and you remember and follow them. I have to admit I'm quite surprised that you forgot my latest instructions so quickly."

"Excuse me?" she said in a puzzled voice.

I reached down and started flicking open the buttons on her blouse. She gasped and grabbed at my hands but I just slapped hers away and continued with the buttons. There were only a few of them so it didn't take much effort, and then I drew the two sides of her blouse apart, exposing a very nice pair of breasts. They looked even better this way than they did with the cleavage peek, and they'd looked pretty good then.



"I specifically warned you about what would happen if you came into my office without a bra, and yet here you are."

"B-but I didn't wear one today. You know I didn't," she protested, trying to cover her breasts with her hands and finding my hands in the way.

"That's not an excuse," I pointed out. "There was nothing to stop you going shopping at lunch time and buying one."

She started spluttering, trying to give me an excuse, and I wasn't having a bar of it.

"Discipline must be maintained," I told her. "You were warned and you knew the penalty."

I caught her wrists and drew her to her feet. Releasing her wrists my hands dropped to her skirt and I had it unhooked and unzipped in a flash, pushing both the skirt and her excuse for panties down out of the way.

"If you think I'm going to bend over the desk, or even lean back against it, you're crazy," she hissed.

"I was thinking no such thing," I denied. "I'm feeling much too lazy for any strenuous activity so I'm just going to lean back in my chair and let you settle down on top of me. It's your fault so as far as I'm concerned you might as well do most of the work."



She looked slightly, ah, surprised, I suppose you could say.

"You have got to be kidding me," she stated, her voice redolent with disbelief.

"Why would I do that?" I asked. "It's not as though you don't want to. Look at these, just begging to be touched."

I reached out and casually flicked a nipple. An erect nipple, I might add, one standing firmly to attention. She looked down at her breasts, glaring at them, seeming to think they were betraying her, which was fair enough, I guess, as they certainly were.

I strolled back around to my side of the desk, turned to face her and dropped my trousers. That done I sat down and leaned back, enjoying the view as she was totally exposed, and subtly daring her to refuse. She wanted to refuse, which wasn't any real surprise, but she also wanted to go ahead and do it. Right now she was just justifying it to herself, telling herself that I was forcing her into this.



For a few moments she stood there in silence, eyeing me and my equipment, even though she was pretending not to notice it. Her face had a slight flush and she was breathing a little deeper.

She finally came to a decision and it was the right one. Well, right from my point of view. She stepped completely out of her skirt and panties and started edging around the desk towards me, chewing on her lip as she came.

She stopped when she was in front of me, looking a little confused. She was probably wondering just how she went about hopping aboard, as it were. I decided to do the gentlemanly thing and give her a hand. I straightened up and reached for her, my hands going snugly around her bottom. Then I leaned back again, bringing her with me so she finished up lying on top of me. That accomplished I waited to see what she would do. (Still with my hands on her bottom, stroking it. She had a nice bottom.)



She started wriggling around, muttering to herself as she did so. I very carefully didn't listen to what she was saying as I suspected she was talking about me rather than to me. Her wriggling was doing some interesting things to my libido, especially as it meant she was rubbing herself against my cock. I had no objection to that at all.

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She managed to wriggle slightly higher along my body to a point where my cock was now between her legs. Her head was lifted and she was giving me a very nasty look while her hand eased between our bodies and latched onto the prize. She very carefully steered it into place and then placed her hands on my chest and used them to push herself up into a sitting position. I very much approved of this as it meant my cock was sliding up into her as she moved.



She was taking her time, slowly moving into a sitting position that would have her straddling me. Her eyes seemed to be a little unfocused, as though she was looking inwards, and her breathing was just a little bit harder. When she finally settled into position she seemed to relax a little, which also had the effect of having me sink in just a little more. My hands closed over her breasts, rubbing them.

We stayed like that for a few moments, her straddling me, nicely wrapped around my cock, my hands gently massaging her breasts. Finally she started moving, rather tentative to start with, getting a feel for me you might say. I was certainly getting a feel for her as I felt her sliding back and forth along my cock, even if she was moving slowly.



Her eyes were almost closed as she moved, apparently contemplating what she was doing. I started tightening my grip on her breasts as she pushed down onto me, relaxing again as she moved back up. I was quite happy for her to continue this way for a while.

And so it went on. Apparently Oviya saw no reason to hurry up and get this over with so she was just taking her time, the dreamy look on her face saying she was enjoying the feel of flesh rubbing against flesh. Not having any particular reason to speed things up I just let her do as she wanted, although I did start giving a little extra oomph when she was sliding down onto me, flexing my hips slightly to drive in just a little faster.

I could tell the slow pace was getting to her. (It was certainly getting to me.) She started picking up the pace a little and I, being in a generous mood, helped her along.



What with one thing and another it wasn't all that long before I was driving into her quite forcefully. My hands had dropped away from her breasts, closing around her bottom, pulling her towards me as I thrust firmly into her. She was making a satisfied little gasping sound each time I plunged into her warm crevice, thrusting herself forcefully forward, determined that I'd fill her as much as possible.

I picked up the pace a little more. I was nearly ready to finish off. (This actually means I was past ready and hanging on by the skin of my teeth until she was set.) Finally too much was really too much and I went to town, hosing her down. She, fortunately, reacted by clamping firmly around me and climaxing, silently, which was a relief as we probably had cleaners in the outer offices by now.



After recovering her breath she hurriedly cleaned herself up. She was just reaching for her discarded clothes when I said, "No."

She gave me a puzzled look and I firmly shook my head.

"I enjoy looking at you," I told her. "We'll finish up these bits and pieces with you dressed as you are."

She blushed, but didn't argue, and we got down to work. Mind you, at one stage the cleaners knocked on my door and Oviya looked as though she might faint, but I called out for them to ignore my office for the evening. They wandered off again and we continued our work.



Finally finished I got to my feet and stretched. I looked at Oviya and smiled.

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"Bend forward over the desk," I told her.

"What?" She looked somewhat startled.

"After looking at you like that for the last hour or so I now want to do something about it. Bend over the desk."

She got slowly to her feet, not sure if I was serious or not. I'd circled the desk and was standing next to her, one hand resting on her back and easing her forward. She was still giving me suspicious looks as I undid my trousers and dropped them again and my intentions were immediately obvious.
She turned her head away, waiting. She gasped as I roughly rubbed her mound, turning up the heat, you might say.

"Ever played the game the Fast and the Furious?" I asked. "If not, you're about to."

I'll admit that at this point I was assuming that Oviya was still aroused from our earlier bout. Fortunately I found I was right as I drove firmly into her, sheathing myself with one abrupt thrust. Oviya gave a squeal, pushing back hard against me.

With that I got down to it, plundering her body and using her as I would. Not that she was complaining. She was squealing in excitement, bucking frantically under me, urging me to go harder, faster. I did my best, giving my all just as hard and as fast as I could.



I wasn't bothered about whether I would last the distance. My earlier experience meant that I was right to go for a while before I would be firing off again.

What I didn't make allowances for was the fact that Oviya was all aroused from our earlier bout. True, I'd assumed that at the start, but I didn't count on the ongoing effects. I was moving along nicely, building up a nice head of steam, and she climaxed. Quite noisily, too. Good thing the cleaners had already left.

No worries. I simply waited that out and kept on going, entertaining myself to the best of my ability. And she climaxed again. Damn it all, she was having all this fun and she was also leaving me with the impression I was under-performing.



Now I was really putting in an effort, turning up the heat, stoking the fires, and other assorted platitudes that indicate I was feeling hard done by and had to reach the finish line anyway.

She still beat me to the next climax, but fortunately I was far enough along that her climax managed to trigger my own, to my enormous relief.

She was all smiles afterwards while I was taking pains to ensure I didn't collapse in an oozing pile of molten flesh, I was so done. This time when she went to get dressed I didn't try to stop her. She did look at me to see if I was done but then she just smiled and proceeded to set herself to rights.



Still, I was very firm with her when I reminded her about the company's sexual harassment policy, warning her that that sort of thing wouldn't be tolerated. She just nodded and smiled and assured me that she fully understood and that HR would have no cause for complaint.

That was quite a relief as HR can ruin your day with their petty quibbling. Best to have these minor problems sorted out fast.

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Who is African Slave Queen.......?

Please vote before 10th June 2020









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Taapsee was riding high, she sat on the plane gazing out the window, here she was about to make one of the biggest deals her firm could capture, Mrs. Taapsee Pannu could even get a department all to herself, the boss, she stifled a giggle.





She contemplated her life, once Miss Taapsee , then Mrs. Taapsee Kumar, she pondered on that short failed marriage, was it her fault she lost the baby, was it her fault she couldn't have children now, was it her fault he wanted them and ended her happiness, was it?


She took a deep, full of pride breath as she remembered getting back in to work, burying herself in it, moving in to her favourite field of company stocks and shares, buying and selling controlling other people's money and making it work, collecting the bonus, the whole scenario made her hyper, just as she was now.


The feeling of pride washed over her, she had met and married Arun Kumar, Taapsee another high flier on the way up, they had become rivals, each going and getting bigger and better clients, then without realizing they fell in love.





Taapsee stifled a little giggle as she remembered his chat up line, he'd always admired the looks and brain of Demi Moore and now he'd met her look alike could he get to know her, she was glad she let him as now they have it all, big house in 3 acres of ground, including swimming pool, an in-house gym for that toned, fit, mean aggressive look, a top of the range car each and a very healthy bank balance, what more could she want.


Then this; Arun was going to clench this deal; all was set up but then that eventful day and the accident. They were larking about in the garden like a couple of 30 year old newly weds when Arun fell, a metal plant stake pierced his leg, leaving dirt in the wound, it turned septic and he was forced to take time off, he found himself laid up on a course of antibiotics so Taapsee got the job of sealing the contract.


Much as she adored her husband the thought of going one up on him did have its benefits, he'll live and she was off to the big city and the big prize.


The day went perfectly but a lot longer than anticipated, it seemed to take an age explaining and describing documents and long term projections, how much this and what dividends that, Taapsee convinced them that her buying and selling skills were the best in the business; she was a very happy lady as she took the signed papers and left their office's with a skip in her step as she walked out into the hot stuffy city evening, she looked at her watch, late so now where to stay.





She walked down the street, mobile in hand as she recounted her wonderful buying and selling presentation to a reluctantly proud Arun, told him she loved him as the only man in the world for her and looked forward to seeing him tomorrow.


She didn't want to go to the swanky hotels, much as she thought she deserved it, no a little family run sort of thing would do and as it was late a local one to this area, one near to the underground would do then she would be ready for the airport in the morning. On the corner was The Avis House it looked alright nothing to grand but smart, it was only the way the clerk looked at her that made her uncomfortable as he looked over her registration form, taking his time, making a phone call, asking for her I D, she just thought the only looking he was really doing was over her but she ignored him and took room 207 key-card and went to the lift.


The heat in the room was stifling, she hot from outside let alone the heat in the room, she immediately took her jacket off, her blouse was sticking to her fine firm breasts and she couldn't wait to get her stockings off, she went to the air conditioning and flicked the switch expecting a cool rush of air, nothing. She went to the phone by the bed and rang, as she waited for a reply she looked at the strange paintings that clipped to the wall, lots of dots and circles, modern art she thought, the clerk answered.





She asked after the air conditioning and he explained that it was being fixed and a pitcher of ice water was on its way up, hoped it wouldn't be long and apologised, the phone went dead as the water arrived.


This man was just as objectionable as the clerk, undressing her with his eyes making no secret of what he was looking at, she could see him almost slavering over the outline of her firm breasts, against the sweat soaked blouse, he almost went to touch her long athletic legs as he placed the pitcher on the bedside table, Taapsee just moved to the door and opened it, putting on her superior boardroom look, she watched him leave.


The first glass never touched the side's even though she did think it tasted chalky then another and another, the last glass was sipped slowly as she stripped for a shower. She went to the bathroom, still more circle and dot paintings, must have bought a job lot she thought.



She stood there and let the water cascade over her before she started to wash herself over, her little rough scrubbing cloth felt good as it invigorated her shapely body; it glided up and down her long firm legs before it touched between her legs, oh that felt good, she rubbed her cunt again, it felt very good.

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She pulled the cloth up her body and over her breast's, her whole body tingled, her nipples stuck out from their puffy ruby cushion and they were long and very hard and so sensitive, much as she was enjoying rubbing over them she still couldn't wait to get down between her legs again, soon she was rubbing hard at her exposed clit.





She lay back against the shower cubicle, her fingers now taking the place of the washcloth, her clit hard and exposed, she rubbed hoping for a quick release but that didn't happen, just the incredible feeling intensified.


She turned the water off but still the feeling grew, as she tried to dry herself her fingers rubbed over her cunt, she couldn't understand why she was trying to fuck herself, she just knew she had to lay on the bed and some how get relief.


She dragged two pillows into the centre of the bed and laid over them, her fingers embedded in her cunt as she humped at the pillows. She rubbed her tits hard on to the course linen sheet, she was almost feeling sick with excitement. Her fingers were soaked in her own juice as she humped and rubbed, little moans and squeals forced themselves from her mouth but still the feelings grew.





She turned and lay on her back her hips over the pillows, her legs wide as she didn't know whether to finger her cunt or pull her nipples, her legs opened and closed as she squeezed one set of fingers as far up herself as she could, while the other set rubbed hard on her clit, she had never felt like this before. Her eyes closed and opened as the room swayed and span to her sexual arousal.


She found herself rushing towards a climax, the juice spurted from her cunt as the orgasm nearly made her faint but no sooner had the first climax shuddered her entire body then she felt another start. She was both disgusted and excited by herself, she had one hand up her cunt, her fingers fighting to get in deep while her other hand was pushing her breast up so she could suck her own nipple, never had she done anything like this before and still the climax grew.


She humped away at her hand, she was so horny she had no control over her body, her eyes flicked, then opened, standing by the door was a man in blue overalls, air conditioning maintenance written on the pocket, he just stood there grinning at her as he put his tool box down.


She wanted to scream at him to leave, she wanted to cover her fantastic body from his view, she wanted him to go but all she could do was keep working furiously at her cunt, her throat was so dry she couldn't even speak, but he could.





He moved around the bed, "Well you are one horny arsed cunt, you look like you need a good seeing to, hot and gorgeous just my kind of on heat bitch, lets have a look at your wet hole."


She struggled to say, "No, pl, pleasee no, you must ahhh must get out," he just laughed, "Okay make me, close your legs, stop playing with your cunt and throw me out, otherwise get ready to be fucked." He got done between Taapsee's spread thighs; she groaned a last pathetic whisper, "No," as he grabbed her hands.


He pulled her hands away, her hips tried to follow as she pulled her knees up and dug her heels in to the bed, her cunt exposed to his gaze, "You are a fucking wet bitch, looks like your going to let me do a whole lot of fucking to cool that hole down, but before I take you I know you won't mind if I have a taste of what's on offer."


His head buried itself between her open thighs, she squealed as his tongue licked over her hot wet flesh, he lets go of her hands and told her to keep her cunt lips open; there she lay, this respectable powerful business woman, naked with a stranger licking her cunt and her holding her cunt open for him to do more.


He licked at her, his tongue rubbing the hard clit nub, then sending her crazy by flicking it from side to side before pushing his tongue up inside her and making noises as he blew in to her; she squealed and gyrated her body rushing towards another climax, his fingers thrust up her driving her over the top.





She again spurt her juice but he didn't stop finger fucking her, her hands went to stop him but there was no let up in her body, he pushed her hands away and carried on, her body jumped and reacted, Taapsee was unable to stop him, her hips again lifted as he grinned down at her, "You want me to fuck you, you do don't you, you cunt, you lonely fucking housewife cunt, you're here and alone and best of all mine to do with as I like so I'm going to fuck you and not just once, I'm gona fuck you over and over again so finger yourself, I want to watch you playing with your cunt while I strip."


Taapsee had never been spoken to like that, the filthy language hit her like a rock, she had her fingers on herself, why what was happening to her. Through squinted eyes she watched this total stranger peel his clothes off, he was going to fuck her and even in her state she knew it wouldn't be a gently loving husbandly fuck no, he had her and he was going to use her any why he wanted.


He grabbed Taapsee, pulling her towards him his mouth locked over her nipple as his fingers took the place of hers, relentlessly he fingered her, sucking hard on the sensitive nipple as her head just fell back, she couldn't stop him, as he sent thrills through her body by rubbing hard at her hardening nub, occasionally driving his fingers up in to her she knew he was going to do her anyway he liked.





She was moaning and squealing as he slapped her tits forcing her round making her bend over on all fours. Like some obedient dog she scrambled around on the bed, he waited for her arse and cunt to be available then he started to tickle her from behind, she squirmed and wiggled, but he waited, waited for those words, then Taapsee said things she had never said before, "Oh please fuck me, fuck me now for god sake I need you to fuck me," he grinned as he drove his cock in to her gaping cunt.

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He drove at her, either bending over her back with his hands mauling her tits, making her squeal as he pinched her sensitive nipples or sliding his fingers between her legs playing with her hard clit, Taapsee was uncontrollable as she bucked herself onto his rigid cock every thrust caused her more enjoyment and much as she knew it was wrong her body craved more. With all her thrashing around and grunting Taapsee never heard the door open and the porter come in with a second pitcher of water.





He stood at the door grinning at the frenzied activity on the bed, Taapsee groaned as she saw the pitcher come to rest beside the empty one on the bedside table. The man drove harder in to the panting woman making her buck even more, he slapped her arse as she pushed back, he looked at the other man, "Don't just stand there this bitch will do anything, she's got a mouth, I'll make her suck so get your cock between her lips and get on with fucking it."


He soon had his clothes off and was on the bed, his hands now pulling Taapsee's head around while fucking her throat, all she could do was take it, grunting and panting in to yet another climax. Both men enjoyed the beautiful woman's predicament, unable to stop them, her body becoming even more sensitive as they used her, she felt so degraded and stupid as she heard them laugh about how easy it had been to have her.





How they had immediately picked her out, how they deliberately made her wait at reception while this, as they called it, special room was heated, then the air cooling system disconnected and then the charade playing her along until they had her powerless to control her body now they were forcing her to take their hard rigid meat while her body forced her towards more uncontrollable orgasms, they both enjoyed cuming in her, especially the porter, holding her beautiful face while he filled her mouth with his juice, grinning in to her glazed pitiful eyes as his cum leaked out from between her lips.





He slapped his hand across her mouth and shook her head until she swallowed the rest of his juice then pushed her flat down, his hand pressed in her back as she squealed and humped her arse back and up while the first man filled her cunt.


Both men finished using her and got off the bed, Taapsee lay there dazed and bemused cum bubbling from her lips totally unable to comprehend what she'd just done but not for long, oh no the men had other ideas. In this dream like state she was easy prey; like a rag doll they pulled her round and sat her up, the porter poured a glass of the water and past it to the confused woman, without thinking Taapsee took it, any thing to clear her mouth of the filth she had been forced to take, that chalky taste filled her throat.





Both men forced that glass down and another, Taapsee wasn't thinking straight, her mind wasn't on the drink it was on the tormenting hands that distracted her as they groped and fondled all her hyper sensitive places, tweaking her nipples and pushing between her legs, going after and getting in to her wet aroused cunt again.


She tried to push them off, but they weren't letting her, they held her arms down and just sucked and fingered her; they giggled as the words, "No more," died away and her head rolled back they knew she couldn't control herself as little moaning noises could be heard again, one guy sniggered, "Don't worry bitch it must be something in the water, we know you can't stop us, you can't help but open your legs real wide, you'll soon be begging us for some more hard cock."


She heard the other one chuckle, "But before you do, let's play with your gorgeous body, it's just waiting for someone to have some fun with it."


Her hips started to move again, the one sucking and playing her nipples now moved down to her soaking cunt, his fingers squeezing and rubbing her fat hard clit. The other closed his mouth over hers while he took the place of the other tormenter, his fingers now toyed with her nipple which had soon grown hard and sensitive again, she tried to push his tongue out but with the activity between her legs her mouth kept open as she panted and grunted to the relentless pleasuring.





The tingle had returned, she was hopelessly aroused, her juices flowed over the fingers now pushing into her, slipping in tickling further up inside her making her thrust her hips as he toyed with her. The one slavering over her mouth pulled back, she swallowed gasping in air and his mouth latched on to her breast, his teeth tugging at the hard crimson bud, she opened her eyes, the desk clerk grinned back at her, he giggled as he looked at her, "Room for one more?"

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The porter gripped Taapsee's jaw, "Yes, one more will fit nicely in here, you want your cock sucked then look no further you can have this cute mouth, just stick it in and use it, she's the same as the others as long as her cunts being serviced she'll suck, but this time I can't believe we got such a beauty and I certainly can't wait to see what else she'll do now that we can keep her sexed up through out tonight, I take it you've checked the cameras?"





He laughed, "If you don't think I got this little lady all buttoned up you've lost track of the business, I've looked in her briefcase, she's got money, I think we hit the jackpot this time now drag her down the bed and let me plug that mouth full of cock I need to show this upstart who's boss and the first thing she can do is let me have me some head."


Taapsee was dragged down the bed, now the two men worked on her cunt, holding her legs wide, giving themselves easy access. One mans head buried in her cunt licking at her the others fingers worked over her thighs and under her tickling and touching, driving her in to a frenzy, she was begging for a fucking, the filthiest of words poured from this most of conservative of women, but that was soon cut short.





Her head gripped and turned, her mouth filled with another fat length of male meat, she mmmmmd at them to fuck her but having her helplessly begging like this was much more fun, the clerk sniggered as he drove it in to her wet mouth, "Talk down to me now you bitch, your just there to be fucked, with out your power dressing and snotty ways, you are nothing more than three fuck holes and a pair of tits and there ours to have as much fun as we like with tonight, now suck and if you want that fucking we are going to give you bad enough lets feel some tongue while your at it."


The porter looked up and asked, "You seen the chemist, is he doing the editing?" The clerk ran his cock end over her lips, "Yes he wants another hour then he'll turn off the cameras and arrange the D V D so she looks her best, it will take him about two hours, I told him not to hurry I told him we had already intended to carry on fucking this one all night," he laughed as he pushed past her lips, "Then he said not to ware her out he'd have some fun with her later."


Taapsee's eyes tried to focus as the fat cock filled her mouth and the fat stomach blocked her view, her view may have been blocked but her senses certainly weren't, the fingers stroking her and tickling her thighs were driving her body into a sexual frenzy again.





The tickling and licking weren't enough, it was just driving her wild, the stimulating mixture hidden in the water had her craving for relief; she tried to use her hands but the men just held them as they played with her, her hips pushing up, her body needing release, she gurgled and grunted around the cock fucking her mouth, the clerk looked down mocking her predicament, "All you've go to do is swallow my cum then I'll let them fuck you, that's what you want isn't it you fucking rich bitch but now I'm in charge, your mine to play with so just get your head moving, get it all in your mouth and suck I haven't felt the back of your throat yet."


Taapsee moaned and thrust her head up and down the fat meat, sucking at it and licking the end, she was driven to almost swallow it; the sensations were mercilessly being increased ten fold between her legs. To her tortured body it felt an age but it could not have been five minutes when the first spurt of his juice exploded in her mouth, then more followed, she swallowed and choked, her body on the edge, he pulled out and moved off the bed.





As if it was the easiest thing in the world he handed her the last glass of the mixture, not even thinking, her mind in turmoil, her body shaking in the forced sensations she just took it and drank, he laughed, "Okay boys lets fuck the bitch, with the stupid bitch drinking the last lot she'll be ours to play with all night."


The first man grabbed the shaking woman as the porter got down on the bed, "Come on bitch just sit on that nice cock lets just see how hot you are," Taapsee's humiliation knew no bounds as she almost jumped on the thick rigid meat and started to squeal and buck, riding on it, her whole body alive and in need, the drug had simulated her beyond anything she could have imagined. Her lust for cock was more than she could stand, but degrading as it was, she had to have one inside, fucking her.





The clerk nodded to the man, "Get up behind her a try out her arse, it's going to be a long and may I say, very enjoyable night."


Taapsee pumped herself up and down the fat, long cock, groaning at the leering face below her listening to his vulgar remarks, "Go on bitch shake them tits while you fuck me, go on keep fucking, you've got to you, you can't help it and worst of all your having to love it."

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Taapsee panted, "Oh god please make it stop I shouldn't be doing this but I can't resist, why is it happening to me, yes fuck me give it to me." The porter climbed on the bed behind her, "Don't you worry darling we are all going to be giving it you, many times tonight."





Over the next hour they all fucked Taapsee again and again, her arse, mouth and cunt were used continually making sure she was forced to enjoy everything they did to her. It must be a man thing but to have this respectable businesswoman naked and horny, helplessly doing any perverted thing was their complete enjoyment. The clerk giggled as he tickled and played with her jumping, thrusting cunt; the other giggling face was that of the porter as he sat astride her head while she washed and licked his cock and balls, her task before they would fuck her again.





They made her do many disgusting things until finishing off by making her bring herself to yet another climax, she was fingering her own cunt, her face a picture of erotic excitement as they angled her at the four hidden camera's that lurked amongst the circles in the paintings.


A man appeared at the door, "That will do, see you in a while," but it made no difference to the scenario in the bedroom, the three men just carried on abusing and using the helpless woman, fucking her hopelessly aroused body continually until the face of the chemist was staring down at her and his cock rammed in to her over and over again driving itself to a climax up her heated cunt.





He used her for an hour. After fucking her, he used her mouth to clean her own juice off, he made sure she had no choice by leaving it in her sucking mouth, he held her hair tugging at it as he rammed her face back and forth until his cock was rigid again, with out pity he was just using her mouth until he could drag her around and bend the helpless woman her over and fuck her once again, this time driving himself up her abused arse and because his fingers were around pushing at her cunt Taapsee was letting him do her.





It was around 10 in the morning that Taapsee opened her eyes, her sore painful body ached as she struggled to the bathroom, she starred in the mirror, her body, hair and face caked in spent, dried cum, she looked at her tits, the nipple's were still swollen, hard and red, her eyes travelled down her body until she gazed at her cunt, the lips puffed and full, her pubic hair looked matted and sticky over the red open flesh.


She tried to sit on the toilet her arse ached from continually being used, her whole body shook as she relieved herself, her mind wondering what to do, she had to go home but in this state and what would she tell Arun.





She sat there exhausted and lost in her thoughts when the clerk and the porter burst through the door, she screamed, "No more," they laughed, the porter pulled her off the seat, "We saw you were up so we thought we'd join you and no, we fucked you enough last night but that's no reason to stop having some more fun with you, we've come to scrub your back," the clerk held the shower door open as he grinned at her, "And top and of course your cute bottom."


She pulled at the porter, "No, no, no more this is over let me go, I'll scream this hotel down, you leave me now, enough, that's it, get out, just get out." With in three strides the clerk was beside her, grabbing her arm as the porter took the other, "Before you start with you threats lets take a look at just what you've had enough of."





Taapsee was dragged back into the bedroom, on the dressing table was a laptop, the wallpaper was of her on a bed being fucked in every hole, her hand wrapped around a cock pulling it in to her mouth, the clerk pressed a button, the screen flickered turned blue and there she was, her face contorted in pleasure as she fingered her wet cunt at the camera.

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Her head dropped in her hands as he tormented her with, "There's over an hour of you having fun in every hole, its looks like you really went to town, what will Arun say, or  financiers about their selling and buying executive, wifey gets her deals the easy way does she, this should look good on your C V."


She swayed but they held her, little, "No, no, not Arun, not our careers, all will be lost, no, no, what have you done?" the clerk laughed as he said, "You."


They dragged the sobbing woman back to the shower, both men stripped as she stood sobbing in to her hands, the water roared from the showerhead as they bundled her under and got in themselves.



Both men went to work on her, washing her down, soaping her tits, she groaned as fingers pushed up her arse hole, her thighs slapped as she was being forced to open her legs as hands rubbed up under her, her cunt reamed out by eager fingers.


Ever part of her was washed from her hair to her toes, abused by the cruel perverted men, she was their plaything as they enjoyed her amble full body again, all Taapsee could do was stand there and let them, helpless, unable to defend herself, her body theirs while her mind was imaging what would happen if the contents of that recording ever became public.





She was just aware of being dragged out and the towel roughly drying her. There she stood naked and alone while the two men inspected her. She jumped when the clerk said, "There, you just do your hair and you will be ready for the 5.57 flight, I took the liberty of booking you on it, you have five hours to get there, you may take the disk as a souvenir and there is another mobile in you briefcase it will make it easier as we will be in touch, do you understand, you do as your told and the master disk is safe, if you deviate in any way I have all the details I need, do I hear a yes sir?"


She could see no other option so she nodded, she needed time to think, so a, "Yes sir," gave both men a laugh.


The clerk looked at the porter, "Seems we have a yes, and as we all know it doesn't take five hours to get to the airport so my little slave girl, on your knees, hands behind your head and your most important order, your mouth open."


Without question she knelt and adopted the ordered position, both men eagerly enjoyed her mouth, knowing the time scale they had they intended using her for at least half and hour; the clerk spoke to her while he fucked into her throat she was ordered to look up at him, her servitude had started, "You are one of the luckier ones of our group, you can make an excuse about business when we need you for a day or two, others aren't so fortunate, they have to work hard to keep their little secrets safe."





She knelt there not daring to move, her hands behind her head while it was being turned from one cock to the other, he had seen the panic in her eyes at the words a day or two, "Yes dear you will be told where to pick up the company uniform, the leather straps and fishnets should look good on you especially the dog collar, then you go to an address and, how shall I put it, perform like last night, your in the slave trade now."


Taapsee coughed as the porters cum spurted into her throat, her eyes watering as she choked out, "No, no I can't be, I'm in my business," he laughed, "Yes I was amused to find out you did some buying and selling, well so do we, the disk bought you and now I'm going to sell you, and looking like you do I would say your sales ticket will be in demand many, many times."





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Who is African Slave Queen.......?(Kajal leading )

Please vote before 10th June 2020









https://www.easypolls.net/poll.html?p=5e...b74559d8db

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My name is Chandu and my wife's name is Latha - we have been happily married for 8 years. Sridivya is Latha's younger sister. Since my in-laws were getting older, and my wife and I had no kids of our own yet, they would typically ask us to help Sridivya out whenever she needed it. Their family was blessed with amazing genes, parents and daughters alike were beautiful. Latha would typically get daily compliments from girls, and hard glances from other guys when we walked in public. She was naturally sexy, long legs, 32C chest, with a skinny waist. She was one of those girls that could curl into your arms perfectly. Yes, definitely happily married.




Sridivya looked just like Latha did when she was younger, and judging by stories from my wife, Sridivya would get similar treatment in public too. Fortunately, both Sridivya and Latha were humble and really down to earth. My wife and I would often take Sridivya to run errands, tutor her in classes, give her rides to her friend's house, etc. The three of us had a very close relationship; Latha was the funny one, Sridivya was the smart one, and of course I was the lucky one.

Three months ago, my wife's younger sister Sridivya graduated high college with honors as we proudly cheered from the audience. And so, today was the day - Sridivya was finally moving to college. Since we had a larger SUV, my wife volunteered to drive her up and help settle her in. We had everything planned out, we would pick her up at 7am, load up the car by 8am, and make the five hour drive upstate to arrive in the afternoon to unpack. I stayed up late last night for work, and Latha agreed to drive so I could catch some shuteye.



When we arrived at Sridivya's parents house, we saw Latha's parents and Sridivya waiting for us outside. Latha gasped at the amount of stuff that Sridivya was bringing, while I did my best not to gawk at Sridivya. It was a very hot day - Sridivya was wearing her hair tied up, and a white summer dress that was backless and had spaghetti thin straps extending over her shoulders, the length of the dress stopping about mid-thigh, showing off her beautiful legs. She was the spitting image of my wife when we first met, so young and innocent, with her infectious smile. It was difficult not to stare, and it took all my effort to avert my gaze toward the boxes awaiting us on the driveway.



Sridivya's belongings consisted of a 55" TV, minifridge, microwave, and about eight boxes. We began our creative packing process and finally ended having to fold the second and third row seats down in order to fit all the boxes. The TV was squeezed between the driver and passenger side seats in the front. This left only two seats in the SUV - one for the driver and one for the passenger. Since I was exhausted, I offered to take a Lyft back home while Latha and Sridivya could head up together.

"But what about the ride back? I'm not sure I can make such a long trip on my own." Latha stated.

"Well, there's nothing we can do... there's only two seats available," I replied.



"What if you drive Sridivya up?"

"I don't think I have the energy to make two five hour trips today, I was planning to take a nap on the way up..."

Sridivya's mother inserted herself and said "Well Chandu, what if Sridivya sat on your lap while Latha drove? Sridivya's not that heavy and you're family, would that be okay?"

Sridivya quickly glanced at me and blushed, then turned to her mom, "Mom!! We can't do that."

I smiled at Sridivya. I had to decide quickly, and it's not an easy thing to turn down your in-laws. I'm sure Sridivya was light as a feather too. "Sure, I would be okay with that. Latha, are you okay with that too?"

"Yea, that's fine with me, just let me know if either of you are uncomfortable."

"Wait, but..." Sridivya stammered.

"Let's just go, if things get uncomfortable, we'll just make Chandu drive and we can share the seat," Latha replied.



"Ok, fine..." Sridivya glanced quickly at me again, "Sorry if I'm too heavy, I'll try not to move too much."

And so, we said our goodbyes to the parents, and began getting in the car.

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"Let me get in first," I said. I noticed that the TV was completely blocking my view of Latha, so the space here felt even smaller. I quickly got comfortable and moved the seat as far back as I could. Sridivya nervously looked at how tight it would be, as she began getting in. I glanced again at her summer dress, as it clung evenly around her firm body. Good thing I just wore my gym shorts and a loose t-shirt. As she lifted herself up, she tried to modestly grab her dress and pull it tight against her butt before sitting on my lap. She placed her legs on top of mine, so that my knees were against the back of hers. This put her ass directly on top of my cock, which was already growing against my will. The fabric of her dress was thin, and I could feel the slight crack of her ass. The physical contact and warmth from her body against mine immediately sent waves through me, but I tried my best not to react. I buckled us in and placed my hands to the side, while she placed hers on her lap to try to hold her dress down. As she leaned back against me, I got to see her bare back, which pressed against my chest.



"You guys settled in?" Latha asked.

"Just about, are you okay Sridivya?" I responded, as I closed the passenger door.

"Yea, I'm good to go, thanks for driving me Latha. And thanks Chandu for letting me sit here... hope it's not too uncomfortable for you."

Latha began driving away as we waved to her parents. Sridivya was light as a feather, and despite being so fit, she still felt soft everywhere. Her body naturally melted into mine as she leaned back. I tried to close my eyes to get some sleep, but her smell was so intoxicating. I could feel every breathe she took as our bodies rocked steadily with the car. She leaned her head back against my shoulder, and closed her eyes too. Because of our positions, her exposed neck was right next to my face. I turned a little and, due to the proximity, could feel the warmth from her neck on my mouth.



All my senses were now on high and I was wide awake. I became acutely aware of the shape of her body against mine. The cut of her summer dress allowed me a birdseye view of her perfect cleavage, and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. I could almost see the faint outline of a nipple near the top of her dress.

Sridivya adjusted to try to get more comfortable and I could feel the crack of her ass lightly trace my cock. I know she didn't intend for it to do so, she was just too innocent. Plus, she and I didn't have that kind of relationship; she looked at me like her older brother. How could I betray her trust?



So I tried to focus and closed my eyes to get some sleep. It had been about ten minutes, but the warmth and softness of her body against mine was too distracting. As she relaxed more, her body melted into mine; the closeness felt amazing. The bumpy motion from the highway was creating this awkward friction between her ass and me. My cock was getting harder and pushing up along her crack toward her pussy. Luckily the tension in my shorts was keeping my cock from pressing fully into her crack, otherwise, I'm sure she would feel it. I needed some distraction or I would go crazy.

"Latha, you there? Could you turn up the music? I can't reach the radio," I asked.

"Yea sure Chandu, aren't you tired? Is Sridivya asleep?"

"I think so, but I'm having trouble dozing off... just needed some noise, you know? Little louder please."

"Ok, sounds good, don't be afraid to wake Sridivya up if you need to stretch or anything."



I could barely hear Latha over the music, so I just reached over the TV and lightly placed my hand on top of her head in thanks.

I tried to focus on the dance music, but honestly, it was getting me even more riled up. I closed my eyes, but that only accentuated my other senses. With the beat of the song, my head being a little foggy from exhaustion, and the warm ass grinding against my body, it kind of felt like I was at a club. I opened my eyes and immediately noticed her long perfectly smooth legs. Her hands had fallen to either side and the thin dress she was down holding in place was now riding high up on her thigh. Her left dress strap had also fallen off her shoulder, making her perfect cleavage even deeper. My cock was almost completely hard, and the pressure buildup felt like I could explode.



"Sridivya, are you awake?" I whispered.

No response but the soft, steady, up and down of her chest.