[madiha.agarwal]

This is not a sex story but a drama with few sex scenes in it. There might be periods where there will only be plot and no porn . So its a plot driven story and needs patience. I've the entire story planned in mind but only have written 3 parts but do not have any time to write them.So any collaborator is more than welcome.


Meghna's parents were over the moon. They were always told that her beautiful daughter would bring them good fortune. But this was huge - They had received a marriage proposal from an NRI groom. For those in her small village, marrying their daughter to a city boy is a herculean task. But now they were sending her daughter to marry a Non Resident Indian in America.


Meghna was the kind of woman for whom kings used to go to war over. She had the cute features of a doll while having the perfect proportions which many girls don't get even after sweating in a gym for years. She was around 5'6" which was really tall for an Indian girl. She could have been a model or in movies had she not been born in a small, backward village. Meghna always wore a full length loose salwar kameez to hide her very womanly shape.

Suitors had been asking for her hand in marriage for years, and she used to get countless love letters from admirers. But she always knew how important it was to maintain the Honor of her family and never responded to any of them. She was both excited and nervous about moving to the USA right after her marriage.

Meghna's parents were so happy that they were ready to sell their ancestral land in order to give the ₹10 lakh in gold jewellery as dowry as demanded by the groom's family. He also spent another ₹20 lakh for the wedding to make sure that everyone in the village was awestruck by their marriage.

Unfortunately, Meghna's Prince Charming wasn't that charming in reality. Prasad was a below average student and had completed his Engineering degree in some unknown local college. He struggled for close to a year to get a job but remained unemployed. An unscrupulous agency suggested that he should enrol at some shady University in the USA and then get work with his F1 student visa. After getting his fake degree and using the agency to make him fake references, he finally got a job in America. With half his money going to repay the educational loan and some for his family expenses, Prasad had literally nothing in his bank balance.

His parents tried getting him a bride in his home city but the parents of their targets were alert enough to do a background check and then rejected him. He was already an old looking 31 when a marriage broker suggested he get a village girl. The broker reasoned they didn't know much about the world and would be very docile once Prasad married one. His parents told Meghna's parents that their wonderful son didn't have enough leave to return to India for any length of time, so he would go directly to the marriage ceremony and take her straight away back to the USA. Meghna's parents fell for it - hook, line and sinker.

On the wedding day, there was a huge shock for Meghna's parents. The photos they shared before were heavily photoshopped. The groom was older, shorter, fatter and bald than what they had expected. In fact, he was barely an inch taller than Meghna. As a pre-rehearsed script, the groom's parents blamed the broker for sharing his older pics. They said the broker had also lied by saying that the groom was 27 when he was actually 31, making an 11 year difference between him and Meghna. The Prince Charming became the Ogre.

But, as expected, Meghna's parents didn't have the guts to cancel the wedding and become the laughing stock of the village. Meghna decided to take it optimistically and hope that her husband would compensate her by decently caring for her after marriage.

The marriage ceremony was done, and soon Meghna found herself in the USA. Prasad could never believe that he got a wife who would normally be way out of his league. Having sex with her made him feel so empowered after being an incel for so long and watching most of his friends with girlfriends. He kept changing his Facebook photos along with his wife to show his friends what kind of catch he had.
Meghna was so happy with the love and affection he showed at the start and was enthralled by the difference between the USA and her village. But after 6 months, she slowly started coming out of the trance. Prasad's mother was so afraid that he might stop sending money to her after getting enslaved by his wife that she called him every day and reminded him to 'keep her in place'. He purposefully didn't enable international calling in her mobile so that she always had to call her parents in his presence.
She slowly realised that almost all his colleagues and friends lived in better apartments in good areas, while her house was a 1 bedroom with hall and kitchen integrated into one. The building looked worn down and the area was sketchy. She was the only Indian family in that area which was dominated by African Americans and Mexican immigrants. Prasad was driving a 2005 Toyota Corolla instead of the Audi A4 they saw in his pictures. He hardly took her out to fancy restaurants or bought nice dresses, and always kept stressing they were 'building a future for them with small sacrifices'.

One of the tenants in the apartment were meth head junkies. The Mexican families never bothered to even talk. Her neighbour was an old African American Army Veteran named Steve Taylor who worked as a security guard. He always tried to make small talk with Meghna. Meghna loved to have him as a father figure around.

Meghna had an outgoing personality who had kept herself in check to avoid being accused of 'leading the boys'. But now that she was married, she openly talked with Prasad's friends and wives during get-togethers. Once the phase of boasting by Prasad was over, he started to feel insecure again. He was afraid that a girl as beautiful as Meghna might end up cheating with his friends.

Slowly his feelings became an obsession and he stopped informing Meghna about these get-togethers and started giving lame excuses to avoid hanging out.

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Meghna started to suspect he was deliberately avoiding going out, but she felt there was no choice than to silently take it. After all, Prasad was her husband and it was her duty to keep him happy. But she was getting bored staying home every day and she was afraid to even go out for a walk. Prasad's friends implied the neighbourhood was very dangerous.

One afternoon, she was sitting on the bed crying when she heard a sound from the next room.

"Oh oh si si... Si, si, Cógeme duro nene. Si...Si..."

It was coming from her neighbour, Steve Taylor. She put her ears to the walls and kept listening. The other woman was probably a Latina and she was yelling more Spanish words. She could sense from the guttural noise that she was in the height of her passion. The noise went on for around another 15 to 20 minutes until she gave a loud shriek to announce her orgasm. They rested for around 10 minutes or so and went on for another round.

Meghna was amazed to hear the stamina of that old bull. Her sex with Prasad was underwhelming to put it in a mild way. He would play with her breasts for around five minutes and then mount her. After a few thrusts, he would come out in a minute or two and then roll over and sleep. Meghna never had an orgasm yet in her life after nearly six months of marriage. His stamina has improved to a maximum of five minutes but still, he always left her unsatisfied.

Once Steve and the woman finished and she began to move out, Meghna kept her eyes at the peephole to see who it was. She was shocked to find that it was Esmeralda, the assistant to the landlord. She was in her 40's, married and had a teenage daughter and a college going son. Meghna couldn't believe that she would cheat on her husband with this old man.

Also, she couldn't believe that Steve of all the people would do this. He was a gentleman and she swore he looked at her like a daughter. How could he do this? Now she was wondering what he was thinking about her? Was he sizing her up too?

But as days went by, she couldn't wait for the next time they got together. Meghna used a glass on the window to listen to their sounds. She was getting more and more curious, wanting to watch the pair. These sounds were becoming music to her ears in her soulless sex life. She was getting addicted to it, just like the meth heads were. She would get frustrated on the days where Steve had a day shift. She could no longer talk to Steve. Spending two minutes talking to him made her panties wetter than her foreplay session with Prasad. Her mind couldn't stop sizing him up as he stood at a booming 6'3".

She prayed to God to give her strength not to do something she would regret for her entire life.

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I'm shamelessly asking you to give feedback whether its positive or negative. I'm not writing for any monetary benefits but only as a passion and It would either motivate or correct me only I get any feedback from you guys. Otherwise I would have no idea, even negative criticism can boost me better than no feedback

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Excuse me, may I help you?" asked Meghna. She was on one of her 'walks' around the hallway after her husband left for the office. It was the time usually the entire building was empty as most of the occupants had also left for work.


She had noticed a young African American man trying to open the door of Steve's apartment but was unable to do so. He looked up at her, startled. Then he managed a weak smile.

"Hello, I'm Travis. I'm Steve's son," He said. He stood up and Meghna froze. He looked at least an inch or two bigger than Steve himself. Travis immediately realized it.

"Sorry to bother you" he said "I was stationed overseas and didn't know when the old man would be at home".

"Shall I give you my phone to call him?" asked Meghna, reluctantly.

"That won't be necessary," he replied "I'm leaving town today and just wanted to see him".
Meghna thought he looked dodgy but his face looked just like Steve, so she assumed he must be related to him. She decided to go back to her apartment.

"May I have a glass of water please?" a voice came from behind. She turned to see Travis touching his throat to show that he was parched. It was common courtesy for Indians to give water to those who ask for it, so she opened the locks and let him in. Meghna asked Travis to sit on the couch and went to the kitchen.

As the weather was sunny and dry outside, Meghna decided to make some "Rooh Afza," an Indian brand of sherbet. She placed some cookies on a tray and came back to the hall. What she saw shocked her so much that she dropped the plate and glass.

Travis was sitting there completely naked and his expression on his face was very frightening. Meghna's instincts immediately reacted and tried to assess her options.

She realized that he had locked the door to the hallway with a deadbolt and put a chair in front of it, but if she could make it to her bedroom and closed the door, she had a fighting chance. But that path was longer and Travis had the advantage of height and strength, but it was the only possible option.

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She immediately bolted towards the bedroom but Travis was faster and he caught her before she could reach the door. With his large basketball sized hands, he covered her mouth. Meghna tried to fight back but with her petite frame, she could never hope to fight a guy built like a gorilla.


"Oh I forgot to mention, Ms Curry Lips." he whispered, "I just got out of jail.'

Meghna went pale with fear. She looked up to see his face. His bloodshot eyes and menacing grin only showed he was telling the truth. His elbow was pressing against her ass. No, that wasn't an elbow. She realised it was his hard dick.

"I hope I can now remove my hand and you won't shout." said Travis. He was angry at his dad for helping him arrange a useless lawyer which caused him to spend the last 2 years in jail for assault . He came to steal his belongings and this Indian woman just got caught in the crossfire. It had been a long time since he had any female company, and he knew an Indian woman wouldn't report this to their husband or law authorities. Too shameful.

Meghna gasped for air when he removed his hand. It was so big that it easily covered both her mouth and nose. Tears were falling in her eyes as she pleaded to his conscience.
"Please leave me!" she begged. "I'll do anything else.'

"You can start by taking me to your bedroom," laughed Travis. Meghna was wearing a loose nightie but Travis could see her perfect body against the light. "I guess that's where you were already leading me." And he rubbed his erect cock against her ass once more.

Meghna wondered how big it was. Was he even bigger than Steve? She chided herself for thinking like that during these dangerous times.

Once inside the bedroom, Travis barked, "Strip!."

She looked at him with a bewildered expression. "I said strip!" he repeated, only to see her look more confused.

"REMOVE THE CLOTHES!" he finally shouted.

"No," she cried, "I can't do that..'

"Sorry, your curry accent is making it sound like 'Yes','' sniggered Travis.

Meghna was shocked. She knew that some people in the USA were racist, but she never expected it from a black person.

"Will you strip or you want me to tear it off?" warned Travis.

Meghna felt she had no choice as she wouldn't be able to explain the torn nightie to Prasad.
She slowly crossed her hands and removed it over her head to reveal her bra and panties. Travis's tongue was hanging out. She was even better than he expected.

"Wow, nice knockers babe," said Travis.

Meghna didn't understand the slang but she guessed it might have meant her breasts. Travis hugged her and kissed her lips. Meghna couldn't resist and she felt his big tongue going inside. Even the tongue looked huge. After a long kiss, he broke and she once was left gasping for air.

"I guess you forgot to strip completely," added Travis.

Meghna knew there was no way to negotiate with an ex-convict. So she slowly removed her bra and revealed her light brown nipples.

"Hmm, they're really nice curry nipples" exclaimed Travis "Looks like your body already wants the action," and he placed a finger on her white panties.

Meghna froze. She realized that it was already wet. She couldn't even understand how her body was betraying her. She didn't know whether it was the size of his cock or the taboo in this situation which was making her hot. Travis pulled her hand and made her stroke his cock. She was astonished over the fact that she couldn't completely hold it in her hands. She always wondered how big Steve might have been, but she never thought about the thickness of his cock.



Travis couldn't believe the lack of fight by Meghna. He was aching for pussy during his time in prison and his ex-girlfriend refused to give a booty call. Meghna seemed to be such an easy lay who had become so docile and cooperative. But he wanted to quench his thirst, so he pushed her down onto the bed. He pulled down her panties to reveal her hairy pussy.

"Wow, that's a real Bin Laden you've got there, Lady," he smirked. Meghna went red in embarrassment. Prasad never commented on her hairiness down there and so she never shaved or trimmed, making a big, hairy bush.

Travis positioned himself on top of her and held her wrists with his massive hands. He kept rubbing the head of his cock over her vulva. Even the slightest touch was making Meghna moan in pleasure. Travis laughed, and slowly inserted his cock inside her vagina.

Meghna suddenly woke from her trance. She was going to be penetrated, and by someone other than her husband. And it was too thick and too painful for her to handle.



"NAHI ....NAHI....CHODO MUJHE!!!"

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Her primal instinct switched off the English part of her brain. She was trying to thrash around hoping to push back Travis, but it wasn't easy to push a 300 pound brute made of pure muscle. However, Travis became alarmed by her sudden screams and was lost for a second. Then he had the presence of mind to put his hand over her mouth lest someone hear it. To Meghna's bad luck, the only residents left in the building were the meth heads who had probably phased out by now.


Meghna's eyes were wide open and tears were flowing. The pain was too much to handle. She felt he might break her pelvic bones. Travis pushed all he could inside, making her eyes almost come out of their sockets.

"It's ok, baby," he said "I guess it's your first time with a BBC."

Meghna was so phased out in pain that it was just gibberish. Travis slowly started moving his cock in and out and her muffled screams kept coming as her vaginal muscles were trying to accommodate his massive size. Soon he started rocking at a steady pace and her pain slowly was replaced by pleasure.

Travis noticed that she was no longer screaming and he slowly released his hand. He was greeted by a smooth sound of moans coming from Meghna. Her entire body was quivering by his thrusts and her breasts were bouncing in accordance.

Travis increased his speed to the maximum and Meghna was shaking like a ragdoll under him. She was moaning continuously for around ten minutes and sweat was coming through all her pores. She gave a huge grunt and had her first orgasm.

Meghna felt as if she was hit by a lightning bolt which sent her soul out of her body. All her nerve endings went on overdrive. After nearly six months of marriage, she finally experienced her first elusive orgasm.

Travis wasn't going to give her time to relish that experience. He just kept ramming inside her like a piston with the extra lubrication due to her orgasmic juices. He continued until he gave a grunt and got his first orgasm inside a vagina after two long years.

Meghna could feel a warm jet of fluid hit her and it was flooding her vagina. It felt much more than the usual load given by Prasad, and the big cock of Travis made sure it hit her uterine walls. She kept feeling jet after jet of warm semen as Travis's body was releasing his pent up frustration. She could feel her walls relaxing as his dick became flaccid, but it was still big to her. Much bigger than her husband.

Travis wasn't the sort of person who would look for cuddles. He just got up and walked to the hall. The release of the weight on her body suddenly dulled the euphoria of the experience and brought her back to the real world. She realized that she had sex with someone other than her husband in the same bed she consummated her marital vows.

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Tears of shame were flowing from her eyes. Her husband tried to avoid hanging out with his friends to stop her from cheating on him, but she ended up doing so in their very own room. She was forced but she hardly resisted. She tried to get up and wash herself but her body was still recovering from the intensive workout she just had. Her left thigh was slightly cramped, but she slowly got up and tried to go to the bathroom to wash herself.


She went to the living room to access the bathroom and to her surprise, she saw Travis sitting on their couch drinking the beer which Prasad had kept in the fridge. She thought he might have dressed up and left. Travis realized that she had arrived and raised the bottle to her as if he was making a toast. Disgusted, she left towards the bathroom and cleaned herself.

When she came out of the hall, Travis beckoned her. He motioned her to sit on his lap and she reluctantly responded. He tried to part her legs and insert his cock inside again but he wasn't fully erect, so he asked her to kneel down.

Meghna understood what he wanted. "No please," she begged "I can't do that.'

"Who said you had a choice in this?" laughed Travis, "We can play this game all day, but you don't want your husband to open the door and see you next to a BBC."

Meghna knew the only way to get this brute out of the house before Prasad came home was to accede to his demands. She got down on his knees and took his flaccid cock in his hand. She could finally fathom the size and realized that even when soft, he was really big.

"Once you go black, you never go back," said Travis, reading her mind. "Now suck. Before your husband comes home."

Meghna opened her mouth wide to accommodate his cock. It tasted of piss and his cum. She felt nauseous but she kept sucking worried what he would do if she didn't. Travis wound his fingers in her hair tightly and was helping her to get the momentum going. As his dick started getting erect, she could feel it straining her mouth. He started pushing into her so far that he was deepthroating her.

After around ten minutes, Meghna felt she could take no more but the strong hands of Travis were only hurrying up the process by working his penis faster and deeper. She tried to protest, but all that came out were "mmmphhh......."

Each second passed so slowly and the pain in her mouth was becoming unbearable. She wished Travis would come easily and quickly like Prasad.

With a huge grunt, Travis finally came.

Meghna tried to take her mouth out but he held her head so hard that her mouth was getting the assault of his ejeculation. With the big cock in her mouth and the liberal spray of Travis's love juice, she had no other choice than to swallow or get choked. She tried to swallow but some of the sperm came out of her nose making it look like snot running down her face.
Travis realized that he had gone overboard and immediately released her. The blueness on her face disappeared as Meghna gasped for air and tried to get rid of the cum from her nasal canals, but Travis's dick was still spraying all over her face and chest.

Meghna waited for her to come to terms with everything that had happened but a strong taste of bile came to her mouth. She closed her mouth and ran to the bathroom and vomited everything into the sink. She kept retching as more and more came out. She cleaned out her nose and washed off the semen from her face and body.

To her surprise, Travis was waiting outside when she came out of the bathroom with a glass of water in his hands and a look of genuine concern.

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She immediately dunked the glass as her throat needed something to cool off. He lifted her up and carried her to the couch. He made her curl up in his arms while sitting on the couch and he opened another bottle of beer.


Meghna was so physically and mentally fatigued that she didn't realize that she was finding solace in the arms of her tormentor. But her relief was short-lived as Travis took her hands and wrapped it on his cock and made her give him a hand job. Meghna was so dazed that she was only subconsciously aware of what she was doing.

Soon Travis became erect again, much to Meghna's amazement. He slowly lifted her and allowed her to sit on his cock, pulling her legs apart. He could see the hairy monster slowly eat up his cock and allowed gravity to take care of their union for a while.

Meghna once again started moaning as his erect cock was hitting her G-spot. It had penetrated deep inside her but some of it was still outside. Travis held her waist and slowly started rocking up and down.

Meghna started feeling the pleasure rise once more. She adjusted her legs so that they were placed firmly on the couch and started moving her hips on her own. She didn't realize that she was now a willing and willful partner in this act of betrayal. Meghna loved the rush of his penis sliding inside of her, threatening to tear her apart.

She started moving on his cock as fast as she could. Travis held her tightly so that she didn't slip. Her body became pink and sweat was once again coming out, glistening her body with tiny beads of excitement. She was panting loudly but she didn't want to lose the momentum. With a loud shriek, she had her second orgasm of her life and then fell on Travis like a sack of bricks.

But Travis hadn't cum yet. He made her wrap his arms around his legs and put his hands on her buttocks and lifted her. He also stood up and Meghna instinctively grappled her legs around his thighs. He started moving his hips to change guard and continue the session.

Meghna was fresh from an orgasm and she couldn't believe he had started giving her another one. Honestly, she never knew that someone would actually have sex while standing. He was lifting her so effortlessly and his lips alone were moving so well while his entire body was perfectly still. Her pleasure centers were going into overdrive and she was delirious with the mind-breaking sensations.

After a few minutes, Meghna achieved another orgasm. Travis too approached almost at the same time. Meghna felt another spurt of semen inside her. Travis's legs buckled under the intense activity and he fell back to the couch. Meghna was also tired by her second effort, and the third just drained what remained of her stamina. She kept hugging him and they both just dozed off on the couch.

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She would have slept even more had Travis not started shaking her awake. She looked at the time. It was almost 2 pm. The semen had actually dried up in her inner thighs. They must have slept for at least 3 hours. She immediately rushed to the bedroom and wrapped the nightie around her.


"Do you have anything to eat?" bellowed Travis from the living room. Meghna rushed to where he was as she had to usher him out before Prasad returned home.

"We have only sambar and rice," she said.

"What the f*ck is that?" asked Travis.

She took him to the kitchen and showed the orangish brown liquid with some vegetables floating around. Travis made a squeamish expression on his face .

"I ain't eating no curry," he said, "I'd rather eat something outside."

He came back to the living room and started getting dressed. Meghna heaved a sigh of relief as he finally had decided to leave. He went to the door but turned back.

"I had a good time, and I know from your moans that you had a good time. However you are welcome to complain to the cops if you want. But that means your husband will know everything we did." He grinned like a shark when he said that, "I know in Sharia law, the women are always blamed in such cases."

This statement hit Meghna hard. Not only did this man bang her for the past 3 hours, he was also confident that she wouldn't complain and now is mocking her directly to her face. But what in the hell was Sharia law?

Travis removed the chair which he had used to block her escape and almost unlocked the bolt and stopped suddenly.

"What the f*ck!" he shouted and came towards Meghna.

"Please no," begged Meghna "My husband will come home soon."

"Then let's have a quickie," said Travis and pulled her hand. She tried to wriggle out of it.

"Stop resisting now," he said, "Just one last fuck before I leave for Florida. Do you want your husband to come home to find you riding my black cock?"

Meghna felt deflated, but a little excited. She understood that she could not reason or negotiate with this man. It was probably best she just agreed to his demand and stopped resisting. He swung her around and made her bend down and put her arms on the couch. He dropped his pants and positioned himself behind her. He made her pull her buttocks apart. He gave each one a tight slap making her wince in pain.He spit on his hands and lubricated his cock.

He pushed all of his cock into her pussy in one go, resulting in a loud scream from Meghna. He then slapped her ass as he kept ramming inside her. Meghna was crying in pain as he kept slamming into her as fast as he could, all the time slapping her ass. He used his left hand to pull her hair, while his right hand kept slapping her ass cheeks until they became red with his marks.

She was having a tough time holding her composure. . Meghna felt embarrassed because she was actually enjoying this pain along with the pleasure.

Travis then lifted her leg and repositioned her so that he was holding one of her legs and was going into her pussy at a slant. Meghna used an elbow to support her body as she held Travis' hand using her other hand. She noticed that she could see her reflection in the mirror and became red.

She could see this enormous brute holding her nonchalantly and fucking her. His thick black cock was going in and out. Her breasts were shaking around like jelly. But she couldn't stop looking at it. Travis too realized that and he pulled her face around to give her a kiss. She responded well this time and they kept kissing until she finally climaxed. He too didn't take much time and he shot his final load. It was much less this time and then he abruptly pulled out of her.

Meghna fell on the floor and a stream of semen seeped out of her pussy,forming a small shiny pool. In the corner of her eye, she saw Travis lift up and button his pants. He opened the door and left without saying a single word nor did he even glance back at her.

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"Huhh... huhh... huhh..."

The shallow pants of Prasad were louder than Meghna's moans as he was humping on top of her in the dark bedroom. During a normal day, Meghna would be praying that he lasted longer but tonight she just wanted to get it over with. She convinced him not to switch on the light as she was afraid it might expose the "love" bruises and marks made by Travis.

With a huge grunt, he finally came and ejaculated inside her. Her husband then rolled off and within two minutes started snoring. Meghna was unsatisfied. It was one thing until very recently when she never had an orgasm, but after the marathon session today with Travis where she was showered with orgasms, she felt more irritated after tasting the forbidden fruit.

Meghna got up and dbangd her nightie over her shoulders and went to the bathroom. She cleaned herself but her body was shaking as it craved another orgasm. She sat on the commode and touched her clitoris with her hand. She felt a mini electric surge. She started rubbing herself, and it felt so good. She used her fingers to roll around it, then put two fingers inside her vagina while her thumb was caressing her clit.

'Wow, this is so much better than sex from Prasad.' she thought. She had heard vague ideas from friends on how to masturbate but there was also an urban legend that it could tear your hymen and make you not bleed at first night. This then cast doubts in your new husband's mind if you really are a virgin or not.

But now she has no issues with that and she kept doing it faster. Images of Travis flashed in her mind where he was inserting his big hard cock inside her. She subconsciously used her left hand to caress her breasts. She lost control over herself and was moaning automatically. She totally forgot that Prasad might wake up and find her in the bathroom as her mind was full of visions of Travis and his huge cock. Why was she so fascinated looking at that unaesthetic piece of muscle on his body?

Meghna kept doing it as fast as she could. Her fingers were hitting the roof of her inner walls and pressing her G-spot. She finally had her orgasm. It felt so good but it wasn't as intense as the one Travis gave her. She rested back for a minute as she tried to get back her breath.

Once the euphoria of orgasm settled in, tears automatically started falling out of her eyes. The dam of resistance had finally broken and she came back to reality. She didn't just cry but was bawling loudly as if she lost everything. She realised that she had just masturbated to an orgasm while thinking of her rapist.

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What a bad wife she was. She had cheated on her husband and hid it. But wasn't she bangd? She wondered if she really got bangd. Didn't she enjoy it? So much that she just masturbated thinking of him?


But wasn't she forced? But didn't she buckle too easily? Would it still be called bang? What did she actually know about bang? Very little really, other than protests were held now and then in India, only for people to forget until another poor girl met the same fate.

The only thing she knew about bang were the 80's Bollywood revenge movies of Amitabh bachchan or Mithun Da where the hero turns vigilante after his sister gets bangd. They usually have an elaborate bang scene to titillate the audience. The villain usually chases the woman into a forest or his manor. He tears off a piece of clothing on an insignificant part of her body like an arm or a leg as Indian censor boards don't allow nudity. He falls on her and she struggles while he tries to hold her. Then the camera shows the sky followed by a loud scream, and in the next scene she is seen either crying or dead due to the ordeal.

Her's wasn't anywhere close to that. She was so docile. She took him to the bedroom and voluntarily removed her clothes despite knowing his intentions. But he threatened her that he was an ex-convict and her primal instincts opted for self-preservation.

But her mind was reminded of the practice of jauhar, which originated when the I₹lamic invaders used to bang the womenfolk of the region they captured and then sold them as sex slaves. Therefore, once the news arrived of the fort getting breached, the women used to jump into open fires so that even their corpses weren't available for the invaders to bang. Having come from such a society where chastity is revered, how could she justify that she had sex with her rapist?

What would Prasad think if she told him? Would he believe that she was bangd? Already he was apprehensive that she might cheat on him and he would use this as proof. Even if he didn't think she was bangd, his family would be happy to dump her. After all, they had conned 10 lakh in the name of dowry. She cried even more thinking of how her father would be the laughing stock of the village if his daughter was branded a whore. Travis was right. She couldn't tell her husband.

The next two days were hell for her as the pressure inside was building up like a pressure cooker. Meghna felt she would burst if she didn't find a way to vent it out. She couldn't talk to her mother without the presence of Prasad and she couldn't trust any of her new friends. But maybe there was one person who would understand...

Steve was watching the highlights of the NBA match on his cable when he heard a quiet knock on his door.

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Steve was watching the highlights of the NBA match on his cable when he heard a quiet knock on his door. He opened to see Meghna standing there. Her face looked as if she was going to cry any minute. She just walked in and sat on the sofa.


Steve looked at her in surprise and wondered why of all these days she decided to come into his house and why was she looking at the ground. He sat next to her and took her hands in his large hands.

Meghna couldn't take it anymore and started crying. Steve was confused about what to do but kept touching her hands hoping to calm her. Surprisingly, it worked. She slowly started to hold back her tears and get a grip on herself.

She then slowly narrated her incident with Travis. She could feel the grip on Steve's hands stiffen as she slowly told him how Travis tricked her into inviting him into the house and had his way with her.

Steve's shoulders slumped and his expression showed a defeated look as if he wasn't surprised by his son's transgression.

"I'm really sorry." he said, "It's all my fault. I failed as a father. I should have fought harder for custody rights."

Meghna was puzzled by his reply. "Why? How?"

"I decided to enlist in the army at twenty, just after I entered college." he continued. "And like many soldiers, I rushed into marriage with my girlfriend. I believed that true love existed and marrying a white woman was a status symbol for people like me. I was posted abroad and was working hard. But I didn't know that my wife was blowing the money I sent for buying a house on drugs and boyfriends. She was so good at hiding stuff and I was so foolish. I even forgave her twice, hoping she would change but she just wouldn't stop cheating on me."

He sighed deeply and looked out the window. "When I finally filed for divorce, she lodged a domestic violence complaint against me. I was arrested. I tried hard at least to get custody of my child. But the jury had already passed their verdict when they saw a burly black man on one side and a petite sobbing white woman on the other side. I got a suspended sentence but had to pay alimony and child support which she blew away on drugs until she OD'd a few years ago. Travis grew up in a house with a revolving door of crack-addicted boyfriends and their influence ruined him. I didn't even have money to re-appeal for custody. Now I'm still working while my vet buddies are enjoying their retirement."

He looked back at her, his brown eyes misty thinking of the torment this poor woman had been through with his blood. "But that doesn't matter anymore. I can apply for a loan from Veteran Affairs. I'm ready to fund the trial costs for convicting my son. It's the only way for my penance for not raising him properly. I also know a few lawyer buddies who will take your case."

"No..." screamed Meghna. "NO NO NO!"

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Steve was surprised as she burst out crying again. He didn't think that his offer of retribution would have such a bad effect on her.

"Please," she pleaded, "I cannot have my husband know about this.'

"What?" asked Steve incredulously, "Why not? Do you want Travis to get away with this?"

"No," she said faintly. "But I don't care. I will be the one who will be punished more than he ever will be."

"That's nonsense." rebuked Steve. "American courts can grant you closed sessions to protect your anonymity."

"That's not the problem." she sobbed. "The problem is my husband. He will put the entire blame on me. He will call me an adulteress and a cheat. He will use this to divorce me."

"That's preposterous!" thundered Steve. He wasn't sure if Travis knocked her brains out while fucking. What kind of person would think a husband would blame his wife for getting bangd?

Meghna burst into another episode of crying. He gently lifted her onto his lap and tried to comfort her. It took around ten minutes for her to calm down. Then she slowly narrated how her husband's family cheated her parents by telling them he was a rich NRI and demanded a large dowry. How her mother in law kept a leash on her through her son. How her husband never treats her with anything. How he had stopped her from visiting their friends as he suspected her of cheating.

Steve's dark face was becoming redder as he kept listening to her sad tale. He had always found Prasad a shifty person but never did he think he was so diabolical. He couldn't believe that his lovely neighbour had been screwed over by this scumbag so royally. He hugged her tightly and allowed her to cry on his shoulder.

Meghna was so happy with the warm shoulder that she kept crying as if she was in the arms of her father. It gave her a bit of relief and confidence. She finally stopped crying and then looked at him sadly.

"The worst part is that I ended up enjoying the bang by your son and I can't stop thinking about it." she sighed. A tear once again came out of her eyes.

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"Am I that bad a person that I enjoyed cheating on my husband?" Her question was more rhetorical to herself.

"No dear," said Steve softly. "It is completely natural, especially when your husband is a ten-second Tom."

Meghna looked at him, totally puzzled by his words.

"You see," explained Steve, "The walls aren't that thick and I can hear your 'bedroom noises' sometimes. I can easily tell that he doesn't last long."

Meghna smiled at her bitter life.

"You see, your upbringing hates what happened but your body wants it. It's a perfectly natural thing for every human being." continued Steve. "We had an Algerian M#slim named Khalid in our platoon. He was a deeply religious guy. Of course, it was a simpler time when religious M#slims weren't flying planes into skyscbangrs. He was the first M#slim - American in our base and the Army made sure that he was well taken care of."

"He had a separate halal meal, and he had permission to take breaks for his prayers. He was a very decent guy and we all respected his beliefs. Once we were stationed in Incheon, South Korea and the locals invited us for a feast to celebrate the US-Korea friendship."

Meghna had dropped her head onto his shoulder and he gently ran his fingers through her hair. "We had a variety of items that the locals didn't label. So Khalid took a load of dumplings and was helping himself. Then one of them said that it was pork. He rushed to the restroom, put a finger into his throat and vomited it all out."

Steve shook his head at the memory. "Later, everyone chided him saying that eating pork didn't kill him and he enjoyed it, so why was he abstaining from it? His reply - My body liked it but my mind found it wrong. If I don't control my body, then I'm not a faithful person. I don't care about the beyond but I will continue to be a good M#slim."

"So," continued Steve, "Your situation is similar to him. Your body enjoyed it but your mind knows it's wrong. That's why you have the dilemma."

Meghna once again started crying into his shoulder. She felt so conflicted. Steve was a good man. He was trying to teach her how to do the right thing after she 'cheated' on her husband. But to her, there was no explanation for cheating no matter how bad the husband was to you. She must be a strong woman and not give in to her bodily desires. But why not? There was nothing good in her marriage. Her husband and in-laws cheated first. She had been living for six months in hell in the USA. She felt the warm embrace of Steve. Her mind started reminiscing about the moans and grunts of Esmerelda.

She looked up at the eyes of Steve and said softly, "Please take me, Steve."

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Steve looked at her in shock. He couldn't believe that his young girl was asking him for sex. He knew that she was upset with everything that had happened, but he didn't want to take advantage of her. He had never looked at her in that way.

"No girl," he said. "Don't do something you will regret later. Go back and think about it properly."

"Noooo!" shouted Meghna. "In the past six months, nothing was real for me. What Travis did woke me up from the trance. I need love, Steve. I need it desperately. Please make love to me. I promise I will satisfy you better than Esmerelda."

Tears were flowing from her eyes and she was silently begging him.

"No my child, I can't," said Steve. "That would be really wrong."

"Please Steve," begged Meghna. "I want to spend a day getting some love before I die. My life is soulless. I need to be loved as a woman at least once. Please give me that."

Meghna stood up and started kissing him. Despite being the stronger person, Steve couldn't push her back. Her kiss was so magical. He could feel the tenderness, the innocence and the desperation behind it. He started returning her kiss and his resolve disappeared. He slowly lifted her and took her to the bedroom. She was so light when compared to the thick bodied Esmerelda.

Steve began unbuttoning his shirt without a word, watching her watch him. There was a hungry look in her eyes as he went through button after button. He removed the white shirt and stood in front of her just in his black pants. Her black eyes drifted down to his pants. There was a huge bulge in the front of them. Meghna drew in a long breath at the sight of it. Steve saw her reaction and in spite of himself, smirked but he didn't say anything.

Meghna was lying across the bed where he had placed her. Steve knelt and pushed her nightie up, revealing her hairy bush. It was quite pretty.

"Open your legs," Steve said, with all the passion of a gynecologist.

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Meghna sighed and spread her legs as she was reminded of the Bin Laden joke Travis had made. She obviously was not wide enough because the veteran pushed them wider, then peered closely at her.


The first thing he noticed was how pink and delicate her flesh looked. He touched her with his hand and she bucked her hips in response. He looked up at her. Her eyes were closed and she was biting her lip. He throbbed a bit more, his cock straining against his pants uncomfortably. Carefully he spread her labia wider, his black eyes studying her clit which was hard and demanding attention. Below it was the entrance to her pussy. It was very small. It looked too small to receive him. He looked up at Meghna, his brow furrowed.
"Meghna, are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, flicking his eyes down to her entrance then back up at her. He didn't want to hear a no but he wanted to make sure she didn't regret it later.


"Of course I'm sure," she said a bit annoyed, lifting her head and looking down at him.
Steve raised his eyebrows. Fine, he wouldn't bring it up again. He looked at her entrance, then brought a long finger up and slid it inside her slowly. She groaned and arched up.
'Interesting.' he thought.

He began to slide the thick finger in and out of her slowly, feeling the heat of her walls caressing his digit, listening to her sighs and watching her body react. He took his thumb and mashed her clit lightly. She shrieked, rolling her hips.

Steve felt her pussy become wetter. That meant he was arousing her, and she liked what he was doing. He couldn't help thinking how she would feel around his huge cock. She'd be tight as a glove. A burst of desire rolled through him at the thought, and he let out another groan with the feeling that washed over him. He removed his finger from her and licked it. Yes, she really was sweet. He moved closer and licked her experimentally. She was hot, wet and her hips hopped up off the bed. He figured he needed to hold her down to do this. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her downward, listening to her reaction.

Since Meghna was a virgin until her marriage, her ideas about sexual intercourse were all rumours and gossip by her college friends. There was only one internet cafe in the town and it was infamous for tharki men watching porn so no respectable women would dare venture near there. She had heard tales that some men would lick a woman's pussy but she thought it couldn't be true. A lot of Indian men in remote villages thought that going down on a woman was unmanly.

Steve began to lick her like a lollipop, working his tongue up and down her slit, dragging it over her sensitive clit. She tasted good, and he pressed his lips hard against her, nibbling experimentally and finding he needed some strength to keep her still. Meghna was thrashing her head from side to side, her body writhing and she started spouting words that he couldn't understand.

'I must be doing something right.' he thought happily. He sucked on her clit and she screamed raggedly.

Steve smiled against her, then decided to use his teeth. If she had screamed loudly before, it was nothing to the next one. She bucked up off the bed despite his grip on her, and she got wetter and wetter. The wetter she got, the more he bathed in her, drinking in the flowing juices. Finally, he decided to just go to the source and slid his tongue inside her opening, twisting it, lapping at her walls, then thrusting the tip in and out of her, like he did his finger.

Meghna grabbed the end of her nightie and pulled it over her head. It was too hot and too constricting. She lay there naked, a mass of writhing sensation. How the fuck did he know how to do this to her? Her mouth was slack, her eyes rolling up in her head as she felt herself moving toward the edge again. Damn, he hadn't even fucked her yet and she was losing all her bodily fluids. If he kept this up, she'd have no lubrication left. But hell, this was good. Very, very good. She brought her hands to her breasts and started massaging them, increasing her pleasure.

"Oh please, stay." she moaned as Steve tried to relax.

Steve felt Meghna's hands grasp his hair painfully as she tightened around his tongue, and she pulled his head back down, forcing his mouth tight against her. She had lost control again. He took the pain and thrust his tongue inside her as deep as he could as the nymph shuddered powerfully and let out a broken cry. She came, her searing fluids washing over his tongue. At first, he lapped at her greedily, but more release was coming out than he could collect, the excess running down his chin. So he began to suck at her, lost in the sweetness pouring out, her warmth and softness pressing against his lips as he drank all of her in.

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Damn this is some good shit.' he thought. Steve continued to drain her until there was nothing left but softness and warmth beneath his mouth. He rested his face against her inner thigh, feeling it quiver. After a minute, he raised his head and looked at her. For the first time since he'd known her, he realized how beautiful the little housewife was.


Meghna lay there panting, her hair tangled about her face, her breasts heaving as she fought to calm her quaking body. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, and she looked like she was returning from some exquisite journey. Her lips were parted and slack. Pearls of sweat rolled off her hot skin, wetting the sheets beneath her. He had to touch her. He reached out a dark hand and pressed it to her belly just below her navel, palming her hot, wet skin and sliding it upward, feeling her musculature beneath. She was soft, so soft, and sighed with pleasure as his hand slid upward and palmed her breast, then gently pulled at the hard nipple. She gasped and continued to writhe, as her black neighbour moved over her cupping her other breast with his other hand. They were round and firm. He enjoyed feeling them and watching her reaction.

He pulled her to a sitting position, continuing to caress her breasts. She leaned back on her hands, offering them to him. He looked at the hard peaks and felt the urge to take them into his mouth. He did, sucking them one after the other, feeling Meghna arch into him.

'Damn,' he thought, 'She'll respond to everything.' He began to stroke the soft hair of her pussy. Meghna bucked then pulled her hips back from him, her eyes crazed.

"Wow, Steve. I never knew a woman could orgasm in this manner." she sighed contentedly.

Steve smiled as he too was taken by the passion. He noticed her gazing at his erection trying to break open his briefs. Meghna placed her hands on Steve's chest, and slowly smoothed over it to his strong shoulders, her eyes locked to his skin. She slid them back down and over his belly, then around his sides, moving closer to reach his muscled back. The old man closed his eyes at the feeling of her warm hands moving over him.

Meghna stood and pulled Steve up off the bed. She pressed her lips to the centre of his chest, gently still caressing him, then slowly ran her tongue over him causing him to shudder as she tasted his flesh. Her breathing increased as she tasted the masculine saltiness. She moved her mouth and lips over his chest and gently sucked his nipples. He gasped, and his hands came up to grip the small of her back, then also began to move over her soft skin, first moving upward, then down over the swell of her ass. She was so soft there.

Meghna began to sink lower and Steve moved his hands into her hair, massaging her gently as she kissed every ridge of his belly. Her breasts grazed his erection and he let out a groan as she moved to his waist and stuck her tongue under his waistband.

Shit. What was she doing to him? She was taking control. He felt her hands slip beneath either side of his boxers, and in one smooth motion she dropped, pulling them down to his feet. He stepped out of them.

Meghna knelt there, her black eyes wide as she looked at the cock straining at her. It was big - jet black with a purple head and the veins were popping out. She was never attracted to a penis, especially Prasad's. Travis's big cock had only given her nightmares but she stared at Steve's cock like a moth looking at a candle. How could such a thing look so beautiful to her now?

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Steve looked down at the young housewife kneeling in front of his extended member, and she looked even tinier to him compared to their Guatemalan landlord.


Meghna wanted to try and give Steve a blowjob, but even getting her mouth around him would be an effort. Her jaw would be aching inside a few minutes. She reached up and grasped his huge member with her hand but she couldn't close it around him. Steve hissed when she touched him, jerking in her hand. It was very heavy and hot, with a thick black shaft encircled with veins and a large purplish fluted head. It pulsed in her hand. She moved toward it and kissed the tip, Steve's dark eyes watching her hungrily. She began to kiss it lovingly, up and down the shaft, wet, dragging, sucking kisses that made Steve growl in the back of his throat as he watched her. Meghna lavished her lips and then her tongue over and under his cock until it was glistening from head to base. She lifted it and flicked her tongue over his balls and he let out a hissing groan as her hot tongue smoothed over them. He cried out when she sucked them into her mouth, fisting his hands into her hair reflexively as she rolled them about with her tongue.

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"Damn, Meghna." he breathed, "God, that feels so good."

His silky voice was dripping with pleasure, and Meghna felt a gush flow out of her at the sound of him expressing how she was making him feel. She released his balls and attempted to take him into her mouth, stretching her lips over him but barely managing to get all of the head in, then rolling her tongue over it in small circles before sucking on him as hard as she could.

Meghna was surprised how she was voluntarily giving a blowjob just days after she was forced by Travis, which ended up in her vomiting the entire thing out. This was different. She wanted to do this for Steve. She needed to taste his cum.

"Arrrrrrrgh..." he groaned, instinctively pulling her forward, trying to shove himself deeper, but he was too big to even gag her. Meghna, determined to give him some pleasure, worked her lips back and forth over his huge head, caressing it, then drawing it into her mouth and sucking it over and over.

This just felt too good. Steve pushed against her nibbling lips and stroking tongue, his pleasure intensifying as he watched her. God, it was such a turn on to watch her do this. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes, focusing on the sensations rushing up and down his cock, and he wondered why the fuck he had waited so long. His fingers wrapped in the young woman's hair, the scent of her arousal and his own heavy in the air, the feel of her mouth on the most sensitive part of his body, the heady pulse of lust and desire thrumming deliciously through his body, and then he felt it - the pressure and the lurch upward, the cry beginning in his loins rushing up his taut body, tearing through his throat and exploding from his lips as he exploded into Meghna. All of his being came pouring out of him, pulsing, gushing, surging, a torrent of extreme pleasure and hot bliss as he came, and came, and came, aware of her receiving him, swallowing him down, taking his seed into her own body as if it were nectar.

Meghna was licking like a crazed person. She found his hot semen so tasty and there was no bile rushing from her body this time. She kept licking as semen was overflowing from her mouth. 

Steve was surprised at this mad rush to drink his juice. Finally, she rose up with semen trails dripping from her mouth. Steve collapsed back on the bed and she fell on Steve's chest. She felt happy that she had given him a nice blowjob.

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Steve looked down at his flaccid cock, then longingly at Meghna. He was ready to lose himself in her, but damn it, he had to wait. He should have said no to her making him come considering his age and the time to get it up again. He wanted to plant his seed but needed at least 15 to 20 minutes to reload his weapon.

Meghna took her free hand and started stroking Steve's cock. She knew how Travis made her do that to get it up for another round.

'Like son, like father.' she thought as Steve's flaccid penis slowly started becoming hard due to the warm strokes from the tiny hands. Steve was surprised how his body was overreaching itself in order to satisfy her. For a sexual novice, she really was something else.

He laid her on the bed as he was ready for the main course. Steve kissed Meghna for some time, nipping on her lower lip and sucking it into his mouth, as Meghna moaned and arched against him. He then pressed his cock against her inner thigh and she hissed in pleasure, knowing what was about to happen.

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Meghna shuddered as she felt his long, thick shaft pressing against her and felt a rush of lubrication flowing out. Adjusting his position, Steve then moved his black cock up and down her pussy, gathering lubrication from her wet release. Meghna bucked against him and moaned as his cock rubbed against her clit.

Meghna winced when she felt pressure against her entrance and realized Steve was slightly pushing the head of his cock against her. Gods, it felt huge. Suddenly all the memories of Travis forcing her came into her mind.

'How the hell am I going to take in that enormous thing? Will it be painful as last time?' she thought.

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Panicking, she screamed "Please No!'' and looked up into his lust-filled black eyes. Wanting him to stop as his huge organ freaked her out but still wanting him to enter her so that she could feel his wholeness.

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"Relax!" Steve said reassuringly and plunged into her with a hard thrust.

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Meghna screamed. She struggled, trying to free her wrists and push him away as pain filled her but to no avail. Steve held himself only for a few seconds, barely giving her any time to adjust before he started to fuck the struggling nymph strongly.

Still screaming, Meghna arched her body and squeezed her thighs tightly around his waist in an attempt to stop him, but he just let go of her left wrist and gripped her thigh painfully instead.

With nowhere to go, Meghna just sobbed loudly against his shoulder as he painfully thrust his cock into her almost virgin cunt.

Steve felt Meghna's pussy clutching and pushing around his cock as he entered her. "Oh yes." he hissed softly as he felt his cock throbbing inside her due to her immense tightness. He hardened even more at the thought that he was fucking a poor village girl who had never really made love. The thought itself was too rich and the feeling was too good that he couldn't bring himself to stop, even at the thought that he was hurting the poor girl.

All he wanted to do was just pound into the sobbing woman with all his might and come. That was not what he had planned, and he had to keep control of his actions. He couldn't afford to huff and puff like he was running a sprint. This should be a marathon. She needed his tenderness rather than strength.


With great effort, he managed to slow down and claimed her mouth in a passionate kiss.

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Meghna felt the ache inside her ease. Instead of clutching her thigh painfully, Steve was now caressing it sensually. Meghna shuddered as a tingling sensation began in her stomach reaching all the way up to her head. Hesitantly she placed her left hand on his shoulder.

"Yes, that's it. Relax Meghna... let go," he said softly and thrust into her slowly.

Meghna tried to stop herself but moan after moan still escaped her mouth and she began to writhe beneath him, seeking more of his cock.

Sensing her reaction, Steve reached for her thighs, encircled them around his waist and increased his speed. "Lift your hips," he ordered. "Mmmm...'' he groaned lewdly as Meghna started moving her hips clumsily.

After a few minutes of help and encouragement, Meghna found a continuous rhythm and was almost banging against his pelvis, moaning at the end of each thrust.