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Narsingh understood just what Roopa madam wanted. He lets go of her clit, moving up to kneel between Mandakini’s legs. Roopa kept up a light sucking and pulling of her nipples. She didn't want Mandakini to slip out of this feeling and stop her from letting Narsingh enter the promise land. She doesn’t want to spoil the show now.


Narsingh reached over taking a condom from his shelf. He doesn’t want to be reminded no condom no sex, whatever be the situation, be it Roopa madam or new Mandakini madam. He never had protected sex with any one except these rich hot ladies. He even suggests taking pills and allow unprotected sex but it’s a strict no no to them. This is something he doesn’t like but learnt to move on..   He used the sticky fluid covering the head of his cock to ease the condom over the head. Rolling it down about six inches would still allow him to feel her wetness against his shaft.

With his head poised for entry, Roopa looked up seeing him ready to proceed. She lets go of Mandakini’s nipple in her mouth

 

Roopa never lost eye contact with him. She reached, taking his hard shaft in her hand. She stroked it twice before pulling it toward Mandakini’s open cunt. Placing the head against her slit she began rubbing it up and down, coating Mandakini’s pussy with Narsingh 's sticky pre-cum. Narsingh felt he was going to explode right then. He was fighting hard to hold back his impending climax.

With his cock poised for entry, Roopa placed the leaking head just inside her passage. Letting go she looked at Narsingh ..

"Fuck her now." She mouthed.

 


Needing no additional permission, he pushed forward sinking the entire head into Mandakini’s tight snatch. Seeing her stretched over his cock as he worked three inches in and out, he knew he could die now a happy man. He didn't need heaven, he was fucking one of the angels right now in front of other angel

Taking her nylon covered ankles in each of his hands, he began pushing going deeper stopping at six inches to let her adjust to the girth of his cock. After holding still for a minute, he began working back and forth fucking Mandakini with six very thick inches. He was going slow, using her canal of pleasure, to caress his meaty shaft. This was giving him, an almost unbearable sensation.

Mandakini could feel the tingle still lingering from her orgasm. Narsi had outdone himself this time and now he was scratching her itch. He felt bigger but Mandakini attributed it to having cum so hard, causing her to tighten up. She lay there enjoying the slow fuck she was receiving.

 

With Narsingh only going six inches, he was no deeper than her husband. At this depth she would never know. He just kept fucking her for a good ten minutes.

Seeing a flash out the corner of his eye, he turned to see Roopa staring at his cock, sticking out of Mandakini’s pussy. Roopa smiled at him devilishly, content in knowing, she'd succeeded in pulling this scenario off. She looked from a different angle to catch their full bodies. With Narsingh looking down at Mandakini, and she with her eyes closed and head thrown back, this was better than a porn movie. This was real passion. Adjusting his stance again, Narsingh started to slide deeper into Mandakini. Within four strokes, he could feel his cock bumping against her cervix. He was in all the way and still had an inch sticking out of Mandakini’s cunt.

Roopa's mouth was open lusting after the cock fucking her married friend. If she hadn't been so set on doing this, she could be fucking him instead. You could tell he was buried completely in her snatch. She was lying on her back, legs bent and spread, wearing only her anklet, nylons and heels. She was mounted by a old man with a cock the size of a pole stretching her pussy open obscenely. He began to take long strokes, stopping just short of her cervix to keep her from realizing how deep she was being fucked.

Mandakini was in heaven again. Out of reality, she couldn't figure out why this felt so different.. She did know however, she was being fucked better than she could ever remember. Narsingh was rubbing new areas she had never had caressed before. The friction of his cock was taking her dangerously towards that plateau of sexual bliss again. Knowing this, feeling her clinch at his cock, Narsingh began to pick up his pace. He started bumping lightly against her cervix with every stroke using it to tease his cock. After ten good strokes of this Narsingh was dangerously close to blowing his load.

Roopa was looking at the two lovers in awe. Narsingh looked at her telling her, "He wasn't going to last any longer."

 

Pushing in one last time, Narsingh pushed the head of his cock against Mandakini’s depths. Feeling the pressure in his balls draw up and begin to pulse, his cock started twitching, while swelling to its maximum size. The first blast, of hot sperm, shot out the opening, splashing inside the condom against Mandakini’s cervix.

Even in her state of mind, Mandakini knew something wasn't right. She managed to open her eyes, only to look into Narsingh's face. Looking at Narsingh she felt the second blast of sperm bathe her unprotected cervix for the second time through his condom. Narsingh was looking directly into Mandakini’s eyes letting her know without a word what he was doing to her. The high he felt now was unmatchable. Roopa leaned down to look at him cumming inside her married friend. This was awesome. Though she hadn't planned this, it only added to the moment.

Mandakini’s eyes suddenly changed with a look of alarm. She knew she needed to stop this, and now. Narsingh looked quickly to Roopa, expecting her to respond. In one fluid movement, Roopa  bent down, and took Mandakini’s clit into her mouth. As close as Mandakini had been to cumming, with only three, hard sucks of her clit, Mandakini found herself lost in another orgasm.

Narsingh used the instant to take Mandakini by the hips and drive his cock's slit up against Mandakini’s cervical opening.  It was pliable, allowing the slit to dock into the tiny opening. All of this took less than ten seconds. Narsingh's cock began its steady eruption. He began shooting blast after blast into Mandakini’s fertile womb through the condom. He'd never done anything like this before and knowing what he was doing was intensifying his climax. This was the first time he hadn't felt his enormous blasts hit his cock in a backwash of semen. It was incredible. If only there was no condom !!!

Mandakini was powerless to do anything about what was happening at that very moment. Roopa was keeping her rolling over the top of a continual climax with the sucking and pulling of Mandakini’s clit. Mandakini lost track of how many orgasms she'd had and even though she could feel what Narsingh was doing, she no longer tried to stop it. Instead she wrapped her legs around Narsingh 's waist, pulling him deeper into her womb. She was now squeezing and pulling on her nipples while Roopa sucked and Narsingh fucked her.

Finished with his load, Narsingh maintained his erection. Feeling Mandakini moving her hips, he began matching her thrusts with steady in and out rhythms. Mandakini lost in the feeling of being totally fucked and filled, had no realization she had just been, and still was, fucking someone else. The special fruit and the antidote, were working just as they were supposed to.

Seeing Mandakini lost in her sexual pleasure and being filled with the massive cock she had wanted Mandakini filled with, Roopa took one satisfying breath. Roopa reached down between her legs and began to frig her clit towards an orgasm. She couldn't believe how turned on she was at the thought of Mahaveer sowing seed in this fertile land. With that thought in her mind, Roopa started an intense climax. Though Narsingh didn't know what’s going on Roopa madam’s mind, he could hear her yelling out.



"Fuck you…Oh yeah… fuck you…you son of a bitch." Roopa screamed. "Oh God this feels so incredible."

Roopa lay on her side watching Narsingh continue to fuck the faithful little wife. What would her husband say now if he saw her enjoying the huge cock she'd supplied for Mandakini to fuck. She laughed at the irony of her words coming true about getting her wasted and letting a well hung stud fuck her into submission. She was defiantly in submission at this moment even if she had been drugged into the state. Weather she ever fucks another huge cock or not, this was really worth the effort.

Roopa watched Narsingh hold Mandakini’s hips tight again and deliver his second load into her married friend's fertile womb.  Normally there would be a huge mess on the sheets. Instead it's a very small spot with Mandakini’s cunt holding all their juices up. Narsingh held himself still while lying forward onto Mandakini’s body. It was the first time he'd felt her tits push into his chest. He rolled over onto his side and turned Mandakini onto her side so they were spooning. Even fucked for two hours, Mandakini still looked the picture of perfection.



Narsingh began nibbling on her neck sucking gently. Mandakini feeling this but still gone put her hand over his head and pulled his mouth into her neck. Even though it hadn't been five minutes since he'd last fucked her, he felt himself getting hard again. He began to play with those wonderful tits while kissing her neck and ears. Mandakini was responding by pushing her ass up against his cock making it stiffen. 

After just two or three minutes of her teasing, he reached down lifting her nylon clad leg back over his hip. Mandakini’s heel was pushing into his thigh. Reaching down he aligned his head up and drove his cock all the way into Mandakini’s cunt again. This isn't possible, he thought, how can someone be this tight after two hours of being continually fucked? He wished he could bottle what she had and sell it. He'd be a millionaire over night.

Roopa seeing them start up again, knew Mandakini was in for an all day fucking.

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Narsi stood and gestured at his fly. Roopa knelt before the old man and pulled at the fly. When it was open, she worked his semi-erect cock. As it hung before her, Roopa's lush lips opened and took the tip in her mouth. She hadn't sucked a cock other than her husband since she had gotten drunk at a party and gone down on her husband and her sense of shame was overwhelming. Yet she felt as if she had no choice. The tool belonging to the man nearly old enough to be her grandfather began to stiffen as she covered it with saliva.

He stared at the straight part in the hair on the top of the beautiful head as she tried to make amends to him. He watched the hot lady’s head bob up and down on his stiff meat. His hand reached down to her firm breasts and he rolled her nipple between his forefinger and thumb. It sprang immediately to life. She may have a hot streak in her that she's unaware of, he thought.

Mandakini after few hours of relentless pounding from the old watchman was tired and came completely out of the drowsiness caused by the special fruit and he doesn’t need any special fruit now as the effect of being fucked this monster is much much bigger than hundreds of such fruits. HEAVEN !!!

Roopa felt her neck and ears redden and burn with shame, but she continued to give Narsingh head. She believed that she could deny any involvement of a sexual nature. She worked her mouth up and down the rock hard shaft and back to the bulbous head.



Roopa cupped his heavy, hairy balls with one hand and stroked his tool with the other, preparing for the man to unload his wad into her mouth. Instantly, he stiffened and the thick semen shot to the back of her throat. Narsingh let out an animalistic cry, but didn't loosen his tight grip on her hair. Though reluctant to do so, Roopa swallowed the thick, hot liquid as it entered her lips, intent on satisfying Narsingh's demands. Narsingh kept thrusting his cock into the hot woman's mouth until it became slightly less hard. Roopa was afraid to let him out of her mouth for fear of upsetting him, but he finally pulled out, leaving a string of cum that fell from her chin to her breast to her thigh.



Narsingh watched as the naked hot lady walked away from him to the bed. Her ass cheeks were perfectly round and muscular. He had never seen such a curvaceous lady as these two are. Perfect bodies. She combined hers with a perfect face. But they never wanted to give up their ass. He'd soon give this ass a workout. As Roopa began to pull back the covers on the mattress, Narsingh spoke.

"Roopa madam, lay on top of the mattress, I want to see you."

He watched as her downcast eyes told him that she was going to do whatever he said. Her big breasts lay proudly on her chest as she did as she was told. His cock began to show signs of life again at the thought.

Narsingh lay atop of Roopa, his body completely covering the hot woman beneath him as he pistoned his big stiff tool in and out of Roopa's defenceless love hole. He had been working her for nearly half an hour and Roopa's body was covered with a thin sheen of sweat. Her well formed thighs were splayed beneath him and her ankles wrapped the backs of his calves as he rode her. He held both ass cheeks in his hands as he pulled his blood engorged dick nearly entirely out of her pussy before he slammed it in with an audible slapping sound against her pubis. 

Roopa's arms were around Narsingh's torso and could not reach all the way around his back. Instead, her hands held on to his back as her body absorbed the heavy shocks of each of his thrusts. Roopa watched the incongruous sight of the older man's lily white body pounding into her tanned butt.

Yet despite her fear and humiliation, Roopa's trembling thighs offered no resistance to the wanton assault by Narsingh's cock. In fact, the fucking had gone on so long that Roopa's sheath was bathed in moisture and squeezed Narsingh's thrusting sword as tightly as if it belonged to her beloved husband.

Each time Narsingh pumped his tool into Roopa, she moaned audibly.

"Ohhhhhh."

"Ohhhhhh."

"Ohhhhhh."

At last the old man's body stiffened and he cried out as he began to empty his spunk filled sac into the hot woman below him. Roopa's body finally gave in as well, and her orgasm induced cries also rent the air.

The old man then lay on top of her for several seconds before he rolled his lean body off of hers. Roopa was completely mortified at what she had just done. As soon as she could, she scampered off of the mattress, gathered her clothes and hurried outside to dress. Narsingh watched the hot lady’s tanned naked body.

After Roopa dressed, she came out of the bathroom. Narsingh was still naked on the bed, his cock glistening with her juices.

Mandakini also washed herself and got dressed. She had never felt so cheap and used in her life. All of the values that she stood for and all of the things that she had worked so hard for were simply hanging by a thread. And worse yet, she knew that her future was controlled by this outcome, she can’t wait to get the seed sown by her beloved husband but would the old man let her go to her husband without tasting her for few more times ?


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As they are walking back to the guest house, still in that trans, one thing is becoming clear. As Mandakini entered into this new whole world of heaven with not her ever so good husband but with an unknown old watchman with a lean frame but a strong foot long hanging lund, what she has experienced so far (even with the help of desire enhancing rarely available special fruit) is like just scratching a surface, there is more to experience as Roopa would confirm who herself is degrading her very high self esteem and princely pride day by day to such an extent that she is yearning to lick his dirty swollen lund and kiss, bite, chew, lick, suck this foot long lund and extract , chew , swallow and gulp his thick hot semen !!!

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The more they are addicted to this magical old man, higher are the chances they behave like street whores spreading their pussies to their ‘lover’ to quench their ever growing desires. Fortunately there is a time limit to their stay and they have only 3 more days before they leave the guest. Is this time good enough for the old cunning watchman to make them his sluts or do they have it in them to regain their royal pride, keep him at bay yet use his foot long lund to satisfy their desires.

For one it’s like buying happiness. How much is enough? just because you have lot of money, you want to buy lot of happiness? where is the end?

For another its like a practice match before the real match. Now that her soil is tested, plowed, soiled and made ready for her husband to sow the seed, is she done with the old man?  Or in the name of practice match, she wants to play the real match? No way would she allow a stranger to impregnate her. That much clarity she has but does her husband has what it takes to sow the seeds and produce babies? Well, fortunately (or not) that’s not in the scope of this story as it ends with their stay at this guest house.

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Just superb and blockbuster update

Let this man plough the seeds in the womb of these woman and impregnate them.

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Dear Opendoor

Been reading your stories for quite a while now and I must say your story telling skills have tremendously been improved!
I absolutely admire your passion for story writing, you are writing for so long, I read your first story like a year or two ago, since then I think you have come a long way sir / miss and congratulations!!

You are the example that one can improve their writing skills just by sheer passion of writing more and more stories. You are one of the few writers who is absolutely dedicated to the story and your passion pours through your story.

This particular story is very close to my heart as it exactly matches my level of kink. Most of my search in this site is to find stories like this. At last someone took courage to write one I am so happy! After reading I felt obligated as it is my fundamental duty to leave a good review as it really touched me and is one of my favorites.

Every line of the story you wrote is very erotic, the universe you created is beautiful and even the images you chose is so damn erotic and I must say your taste and my taste matches when it comes to images :))

The seduction and the schemes devised by the ugly old man to get inside the most beautiful women in the world is very very erotic. I especially enjoy the dialogues between them, wish they were more (as it adds more eroticism) but I am already happy with the dialogues between the characters, they seem on point and very erotic.

Most erotic part is when the Narsingh gets to enjoy these beauties without condoms and they all willfully gets impregnated! Hope we reach there.

The ideas that you presented to trap the women in each scenario is out of the box and it blows my mind! You are full of ideas and hope this ideas continue to flow in all the stories you write.

Of course I am expecting a part 2. This is too damn good to let go. And I admire your dedication to this story!

So thank you Opendoor! Thank you for writing and entertaining us! Thank you!!

wow !!! thank you for your kind words and detailed feedback.

this story is outside my comfort zone and i have to spend lot of time in thinking , collecting pics and penning down. its tough (for me) to write realistic plots. here we have super rich ladies getting attracted to an ugly old man.. plot is interesting but writing is tough.. how to make these ladies attract towards the old man.. initially i thought only motive is sex.. but then as a reader i need more.. not just meeting/rubbing of body parts.. some emotions, sentiments should be mixed along withe logic and reasoning.. this is where the forest backdrop helped me a lot.. its not a oyo room or a five star hotel.. the old man can take out the ladies to outside and start making his moves..

tough part is the class diff...i cant write any meaningful conversation between an illiterate old village man and super intelligent CEOS.. So its more tough to get them closer. 

managing the writing with one lady might be easy but when we have two of them i have to show the contrast. initially i didn't want the ladies to know each other about their relation with Narsingh.. but i ran out of ideas on how to make Mandakini move with Narsingh.. that's when i decided to go with Roopa helping Mandakini to get her laid

Regarding sex scenes also i have limitations.. i cant write outright porn movie script.. we are dealing with a old remote villager whose only knowledge about sex is put your dick and bang hard... clothed.. unprotected...   but i need to take some liberty and introduce different angles , use condom, oral etc..

overall due to tremendous response from the readers, i could spend enough time and restraint myself from illogical sex scenes..

still i feel unprotected sex and making them pregnant is out of my thinking.. these are CEOs.. not road side cheap whores.. 

In part 2, i will take some liberty and write such plots.. will bring back these ladies after an year and then have all fantasies fulfilled (no pregnancy) 

thank you all readers for your great response and of course my friend who pushed me and helped me in this story

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After this trip..more adventurous and flirtatious

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After escorting the ladies back safely from the forest to the guesthouse, the watch man stops at the main gate as usual, minding his business. He is the boss, king when his dick is ruling the pussies, beyond that he is just a common watch man.. old, dirty looking and poor. He developed recently some new traits after rubbing shoulders (and other parts too) with the rich high class people he started feeling himself as a rich, powerful man in that village.. It’s common to get some kick and enjoy those moments as he can now get any work done for the village development if he wishes !!! so much to boast about himself



The ladies slowly coming out of the trans but still being in that state of pure bliss, went straight ..not to washroom but to the kitchen backyard as they want to embrace the pure, clean, peaceful mother nature from outside and still allowing their private parts cherish the touch, caress, kiss, lick, bite from the old man.  The dryness of the truckloads of semen on their pussies is a proof of how much they enjoyed those moments albeit with the help of that special fruit and the timely antidote which otherwise would have spoil the show.. 

what’s the use of being told next day that you were fucked mercilessly when you were drunk, unconscious .. Narsingh gave just the right amount of antidote to bring them back to the state they have best of both worlds.. the kick of the special fruit and of course the ferocious fucking from the old man

Being high class means maintaining highest standards of hygiene. This time the ladies throw the caution through the window and embraced the happiness and thrill of being licked at every inch of their body by that old  ugly looking man full of red blisters and pimples. The saliva is a career of millions of decease causing germs .. this is what science says.. but its also a source of exchange of love that ignites lust. Love first or lust first ? egg and chicken situation.  The initial idea of these high class ladies in indulging these secrete thrills is to get fucked by that strong long dick.. that’s all.. no kissing, no licking, no melodrama or sentiments. I pay you lot of money, I will open my pussy, you come and insert your foot long dick.. that’s it..

The contractual sex never works !!! but its very important to get started.. no sane lady , forget about being rich and high class, would dare to be allowed to be kissed by this dirty man.. but once you taste the magic of his powerful sex, you would want more.. more of sex.. that leads to more of love… more of cuddling.. more of caressing.  Being lover and surrendering to your partner is a precursor to any meaningful sex session. That’s what these highly intelligent CEOs have learnt quickly. 

That’s why they not only allowed , in fact insisted that they engage in oral sex too !!! The lust without love is mechanical and forgotten quickly. Similarly love without lust is meaningless especially in this fast world. It’s the combination that gives the ultimate kick and of course these are the moments you can proudly recollect when you become old !!!

After an hour of silence and still being in that state, it was Roopa who came back to the senses and allowed Lakshmi to serve some hot green tea to both of them. Lakshmi knows what has happened in the forest, so she is being extra cautious in her words and act. Maintaining utmost obedience and quietness, she politely asked for the menu for the dinner, she went back and served some village snacks to the ladies who are relaxing and relishing the peace and tranquillity

It was Roopa who opened her mouth first.. with a sense of apology, she says “Mandakini, I am very sorry, without your consent I have offered you to the old man”

Mandakini savouring the hot chai has nodded her head in disagreement and replied “Roopa I would have killed you, had you not given me that opportunity to be with that man (they are not taking names as someone can hear their conversation).. I was not fully conscious and there was no time for us to talk, discuss and agree.. its just a moment that made us do what we wanted to do.. sometimes we need to listen to our heart.. not mind.. 

I am glad you are there with me to throw away any iota of inhibition in me. Being in the company of my best friend gave me the conviction and confidence that what I am doing is not wrong.. of course not that I am so much awake to thing rationally but your presence there tilted the balance and allowed me to enjoy the moment forgetting the ifs and buts”

Roopa felt happy with that answer.. “yes Mandakini.. for me also that guilt and inhibition vanished as you were also there.. its so funny it started with us taking care of ourselves. If that old man is not there perhaps we have explored our new world.. of knowing our bodies better.. exploring new ideas, breaking the boundaries and seeking those rare thrills.. with our best friend.. is never going to be wrong. We knew each other for so long that we should let our bodies understand what they want and what they like. At this stage of our marital life, exploring some thrills beyond the boring husbands is not a sin I guess.. what you say Mandakini?”



Mandakini echoes similar thoughts “True Roopa.. We have diamonds at home and we are searching for gold in the dark outside.. this trip has taught us many lessons.. once in a while take a pause, listen to what your body says.. pay attention to your heart and keep the mind, rationality, thinking away in the boardroom for a while.. anyway, let this be with us.. well kept secret that our husbands would never know !!!”

After seeing their husbands coming towards them, they change the subject to Trump Tariffs.. the husbands get annoyed and go back.. the women laugh out loud and change back to the old man.. there is no better thrill than making your husband bakara and taking advantage of his ignorance and innocence!!!

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That night there is no action as both the ladies want to be relish that feeling for some more time and they don’t want to be rushed, the well deserved rest allows their bodies to recover for next big bang..



Next day morning.. usual stuff.. some yoga, some chit chat for the ladies and of course some voyeur activity for the watch man.



Interestingly this time Mandakini also starts reverse flirting, flashing her nude boobs to Narsingh whenever there is an opportunity. Roopa is more sober but not Mandakini. She likes to be more playful and jovial and of course naughty .. its an eye feast to the old man




Around 10:30, Mandakini insists her husband for a day trip to the forest on their own.. Some how Roopa convinced Maha to fulfil his wife’s wish to use this auspicious month and peaceful mother nature to start the ball rolling to fulfil her long cherished motherhood wish.

By now they know their way into the forest through the regular spots in the village where the village women openly take bath outside, have sex in the bushes, even the animals mating !!! all this sets the right mood for the wife and husband who want to enter into their new chapter in the life..  Mandakini took him to the spot where she could find some privacy and lots of trees. Of course that special fruit she accidentally took yesterday is also there but there is no need for such special effects as his husband hardly lasts after inserting.. such desire enhancing fruits will cause negative impact as it will hasten the release process and even that couple of minutes of weak sex will turn into a minute affair !!!



They find a good hide and settle under a big tree.. He spreads the floor mattress he brings and is getting into the act.. cool breeze, peaceful greenery, free flowing water fall nearby. There had been many scenes of torrid lovemaking for Mandakini with his husband.  But whatever has happened yesterday.. that illicit love, stolen moment, the madness of a new affair !!!

Mahaveer could feel the arousal and need for his wife Mandakini in that environment. He had his arm around his wife Mandakini and was ready to walk into a new chapter with her. His intentions seemed very clear from the way he was nuzzling her. Her eyes met Mahaveer’s and there was a burning passion and the complexity and contradictions in feelings and relationships were all too apparent to her.  



Mahaveer turned towards her. His hand slid under the t-shirt. His fingers ran up the skin of her torso and quickly claimed her breast. His lips opened up, wet and asking and he kissed her, perhaps a million times on her face. She held his shoulders and responded. Her lips kissing him right back and giving him all the caressing and fondling that he deserved as her husband.

Slowly her hand wandered down his back and she gripped her ass through his shorts. Then the hand slipped in and she moved to the front. She held the cock in her fist. Small but hard. Slender but demanding in his lust at the moment. She quickly pulled the skin back and her thumb ran over the head. He shuddered helplessly. He pulled her up to a sitting position. She wouldn't relinquish her grip on his cock. She twisted it, turned, gripped it, jerked it back and forth but wouldn't let go as she sat up and as he sat up himself.

He pulled her t-shirt over her head. She held the cock firmly and quickly used one hand to pull up his t-shirt to the extent she could. Mahaveer now left her and quickly stripped off his top. Her hands now worked off his shorts and as she came into a kneeling position, he was able to pull down her track pants too. Now she was in bra and panties and his cock was in her hand, the rubbing and stroking vigorous and unabated.

His hands reached around to unhook her bra. It brought her close to him. His face was in her cleavage. He kissed and lipped her there. Then those soft, rosy mounds were free. She was now kneeling in front of him, holding him to her. Her hand had slowed down on his cock, she knew him to cum quickly and suddenly. That would leave her hopelessly insatiated though his fucking just about gave her the comfort of a cock in her cunt, no more.

Her panties were quickly peeled off and he pushed her back. She lay back, her legs apart. Her pussy was agape and wet. And part of the wetness was to do with her acute awareness that the old watchman might be lurking somewhere nearby, who was capable of making her stream by just looking at her in his lust laden manner.

 

Mahaveer positioned himself between her legs. He thrust in and she locked her heels behind him and squeezed. Satisfaction! A fullness. Even though he was small and even though the yesterday’s furious pounding from Narsingh had made her used to a thicker girth, this was the wonder of the woman's body. Her flesh closed around the cock in her and stroked it.

She fucked him, her hips opening and closing and the lips of her cunt parting and closing with the flexing of muscles.



Mahaveer fucked her but every time she flexed, he shuddered. She smiled to herself. He was as near as he usually was. He is in good mood (due to being in the company of the relaxing nature) and while that should have helped him last a bit more, it was not to be so. She moved her hips more vigorously and he fucked back. Nothing unusual, nothing spectacular. Just him mounting her. And her responding in the way she had learned to fuck Narsingh.

The big difference was that her spontaneous back-fucking made him shudder and lose control. He collapsed hard on her with his deep and sudden spurts of his thick hot semen that they hope to take them to the new chapter of life. Mandakini saw a jealous parrot looking at them laughing now , perhaps heckling her that I could last longer than your husband.. shame !!! but Madakini felt the warm fluids flowing inside her womb and that’s all it matters .. now.. from husband..

 

Perhaps more to come from the old watch man who made his appearance behind a nearby bush and inviting her to come out towards another big mango tree .. by now they know the sign language.  He started to dress back while she is thinking on what pretext she wants to go to the tree behind this tree !!!  your mind thinks sharper when you want to indulge in such illicit affairs and already intelligent Mandakini found the idea !!!

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Brilliant Dear...keep it slow seductive and kinky...introspection of lead female characters are important...keep rocking!!!!

Nicely developed. Described in the usual impactfully natural styl as it has bn alwz...

Marvelous and fabulous update with seductive narrations

Thank you all

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What her husband did with that quick fast fuck was to make her wet and be ready for a deeper, stronger ploughing .. the old man is waiting his hardened plough to make her wet soil soak in pleasure

 

Mandakini just gathered her clothes in her hands and planned to take off to behind the tree where Narsingh lurked and making signs to her to come fast. She took a bet on dashing across the tree, fortunately by then her husband Mahaveer fell into a deep sleep after a heartfelt sex in open air aided by cool breeze and satisfaction of taking care of his wife’s desire for kids . There was a strong cool breeze and she could sense the sound of heavy raindrops beating against the ground anytime. She got ready for the sprint.

No sooner had she taken the first step, when her wrist was caught in the grip of a large hand. The fear was instant, but equally quick was the reassurance as she realized who it was. It was Narsingh. He didn't give her time to come completely behind the tree. He pulled her to him and held her close. 

He glanced to the side from behind the tree.  He has placed a mirror in the bushes in front of the tree where the couple had sex, now in that they could both see the supine form of Mahaveer, fast asleep. Mandakini couldn’t believe how such a old villager can deceive the intelligent smart businessman like Mahaveer !!!



Mandakini knew some of her lady friends take these lady Viagra pills to ensure all their inhibitions will go away and all the hitherto hidden desires come out strongly to engulf the strong secret lover who invariably is well built and wired for hard long fuck. Somehow unknowingly she ate those special fruits which gave her strength to fight, resist the strong thrusts of this old lean man. But now without Viagra pills or special fruits, how her body can handle this giant lund?



Narsingh turned around Mandakini so she was facing the mirror from far off. He was behind her. She was nude. And caught. Now they could directly see the mirror and in the reflection was Mahaveer. She was unsure whether this was Narsingh's way of keeping one eye on Mahaveer, or whether his real intent was the churning excitement it caused in her stomach, of having her eyes on her husband while a cock was ravaging her.

Narsingh put his hand on the back of her neck. She shuddered, maybe it was the chill of the breeze on her exposed body, or perhaps it was that touch? Then she felt the familiar warm but wet cockhead smearing her ass as it reared and bucked in its aroused state. She was unsure if he had undressed or whether that was the state in which he had lain in wait for her. Had he watched us having sex? Had he listened? Did he know she was fresh from fucking Mahaveer?

His hand pushed her neck down, causing her to bend. The other hand on her hip held her in position so she was in no doubt on what position she was required to take, that of leaning forward.

His knee went between her legs and caused her to spread her legs. The clothes in her hands fell to the ground. Her juices started to run down her legs, except that she wasn't clear how much of it was what was pooled in her from his fucking. She held the tree and braced herself for what she knew was inevitable.

Narsingh was in a vengeful mood and he held his cockhead at her pussy lips just long enough to lock in on the target. It was one hot, searing thrust as his flesh spread her just fucked and reddened cunt wider than Mahaveer would ever. He drove in with a hard finishing thrust that caused her whole body to jerk and the entire tree set to shudder.

The entire tree rattled as he fucked her hard and ready. One hand on the hips, the other on her shoulder to steady her and the cock pounding in and out steady and heavy.

"How dare she fuck Mahaveer when I am here to take her?" he raged as he fucked her hard. Harder. She was whimpering now. Her knees were trembling and her cunt was grabbing at his cock.



Her eyes were fixed on the sleeping image of Mahaveer and her lips were between her teeth to prevent a squeal that might wake up her husband. His hand reaching under and grabbing the hanging breast put paid to that. The nipple was roughly twisted and pulled. "Was this nipple touched by him just a short while ago?" he wondered. Punish the nipple for giving her pleasure he thought vengefully as he milked and pulled at the nub of flesh.

She mewled and thrust back and her hand reached behind to clutch at his ass, urging him on into her. The squealing sound would have normally had him ask if he had hurt her. But not today. Today he twisted the nipple and pulled at the breast as if he were milking the udder of a farm cow. He felt the lower part of her tummy ripple in a wave in response to the mauling of her tit. Her hand flew to her mouth as she stuffed her fist in to prevent any sounds escaping.

"Narsingh!" she pleaded. "Let's go behind another tree, we are at too much at risk here. I will give you what you want and take you in any which way you please" she begged as she thrust back at his marauding cock.

She twisted and rotated her hips hoping to trigger an orgasm in him. But she knew that nothing was going to come of it. Nevertheless she was duty bound to try tame this monstrous cock before her husband woke up and looked into the mirror, only to find his petite demure wife, fucking a old watch man right behind him.

Narsingh laughed cynically. He pulled out his cock and paused for an instant. He looked down and saw an angry red cockhead. She gasped loudly in protest and her hips thrust back in frantic search for the fulfilling pillar of flesh that helped her feel so full and complete.

His hand took hold of his cock and he re-entered her hard and quick. "You cannot take that vacuum, you slxx! Admit it!" he hissed as he fucked her hard and furious. Each thrust ended with a big shove which translated to a clattering from the contents of the sideboard. Her fingers dug into the furniture to steady her body to the animal pounding.


"Take this, you bitxx!" he muttered as he fucked her.  She shoved back harder. When his cock was out she thrust back to take in the heated pillar of flesh into her womb.

 

Mandakini recollects the images of a white lady in a porn movie being fucked ruthlessly by a black stud not heeding to her huge moans and cries that the entire film unit must have enjoyed watching and shooting.  Narsingh would sure qualify to replace those BBC (Big Black Cock) men !!!


In between she looked in panic at the sleeping form in the mirror. Mahaveer stirred. His head lifted up and seemed to look towards the mirror.

Narsingh in the meanwhile was pressed hard against her ass and now with both hands clutching her ass pulled back. He seethed as he felt the ravaged cunt lips pull at his cock. He shuddered. It was incredible. Through the haze of lust and confusion in his brain he too noticed the stirring form in the mirror. Mandakini was moaning, thrusting back, and frantically looking around to ensure no one was coming from any where in that forest.

Mahaveer seemed to be watching, his head was definitely up but it was impossible to be sure.

"Awwwwwwwww Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" she groaned as his fingers reached down. He touched her clit. He touched his own cock as it slid in and out. He found her blood engorged sensitive spot and stroked it. "Okay, you bastard! Take! Take! Take! Take! Unhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she thrashed about.

Her cunt grabbed and gobbled at his pounding cock. She moved her hips in small circles. The entire cock was rotated around enhancing his pleasure even as the cunt lips ravaged the cockhead.

His self control was ready to desert him. He threw his head back and thrust in hard and deep.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" she went as she felt the skin of his cock pull back fully and the cockhead swell to impossibly large proportions. She leaned forward and back, expertly and sliding her flesh all over the penis, massaging it over all of its surface.

 

He pulled out his ravaging cock at the last minute. The spurt of semen was flowing over her pussy. She laughed in delight and a long groan followed as she enjoyed the warmth spreading through her. Her cunt throbbed and milked the spewing cock.

They both shuddered. He jolted several times as his extra sensitive cockhead was pummelled by the twitching cunt. Each jolt made her gasp. She reached behind and dug her nails into his buttock holding him close.

He pressed himself deep into her and held himself there. He luxuriated in the wide expanse of skin contact between them. His thighs on the back of her thighs, his stomach on her ass, his chest grazing her as he leaned forward on top of her and his hands everywhere.

She wiggled her hips as all caution deserted her and she gave in fully to his and her pleasure. Nothing else mattered than him. That was how it was with him. Because her pleasure was all that matter to him. She was so completely taken and taken care of that she could completely take care of him and his needs.

They rocked back and forth as one, the movement causing his softening cock to ride her still pulsating cunt. Copious amounts of fluid flowed forth, ran down her legs.

She sighed in contentment. He raked her back with his nails causing thin red lines. As the sensations subsided, he dug his nails into her full buttocks. It was an act of desperation. He wished he hadn't cum, she would leave now, move on. But that was how the male orgasm was. And her ability to move on post-orgasm went back to that sense of her being sluttish in how she handled both the men in her life.

Sleep flooded his brain as the post-orgasmic relaxation spread through him. He leaned forward on her and she felt him sleeping. She stayed still. His weight on her was a part of the fullness.

The responsible woman in her was now fully awake. She turned towards the mirror which she had turned away from in the height of her mad orgasm. She saw the head lower and the supine form resume its passive shape. Or had she imagined it?  



She wiggled her hips to shake awake Narsingh. His flaccid penis had left her. She reached down and picked up her clothes. And she resumed her walk towards her husband. She had not looked Narsingh in his eyes. It was just a wild animal fuck in the possible know of everyone. Her body just knew it was Narsingh.

There was something mysterious in the all round satisfaction in having taken care of her husband while she herself was fully taken care of by the old watch man Narsingh. She curled to sleep and was soon lost to the world around.....

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this is a story of how two rich women got trapped by the old watch man.. After tasting Mandakini madam in the forest, he wanted to have a quickie with the other lady who is not getting her share of pleasure from the old man

Narsingh came back quickly to the guest house and noticing Roopa madam searching for him, he decided to have a quickie with her before Mandakini and her husband returns back from forest

After seeing the watch man, Roopa asks him “Narsingh, where are you, Ravi sir was searching for you”

Narsingh told some lie ..

“Narsingh, Roopa is insisting that I should take bath with the herbal shampoo powder before we leave. Can you give me one sachet?” , asks Ravinder

Narsingh goes to his hut and comes back with few sachets of herbal shampoo and herbal oil. Giving to Ravi sir he insists that he should apply the oil and let it soak for half hour before taking bath.

As Ravi is going inside bathroom, Roopa asks if he needs any help from Narsingh in giving him bath. Ravi quickly says no and goes into the bathroom

Narsingh understood why Roopa madam insisted her husband to take herbal bath.. it gives us atleast one hour of private time to them.



Roopa came down to lock the main door. She knows Lakshmi won’t come now and Mandakini just now messaged her that they are having fun and it will be a while before they return. As she locked the door and turned back, Narsingh pounced on her, with a safe knowledge of having her under control, she turned her towards him and he made direct eye to eye contact with Roopa madam.  She was pressed between him and dining table with her ass now in direct contact with table.  He took her face in his hands and lifted it towards him and both set of quivering lips came in contact.  At first she was not opening her mouth but after continued pressure she gave in.  

The tongues exchanged touches and saliva with Narsingh moving very expertly between upper and lower lip and tongue.  The hands still were enjoying the well sized and shaped boobies and as the kiss progressed, she relaxed and was fully into the union.  The hands were finding it difficult to decide on which set of globes to be given preference.  They were oscillating between the well rounded ass and beautiful bosom.  In between he was kissing all over her face, her neck, the upper bosom and then back to lips.  With the passionate foreplay in full swing and the deep cut loose top slightly off from her shoulder he looked at 3-4 inches of divine cleavage.  Like an expert he first started kissing the bosom region around the cleavage wetting them thoroughly and then the lick started.  

He placed his tongue at the bottom of visible cleavage and the kiss started.  Millimeter by millimeter he proceeded, filling the cleavage with his rich saliva and savouring in the moment.  He was making love to her like a super lover and the relationship was adding spice to the fun.  He was doing to her what her husband never had been able to.  Most of the times his focus only on the intercourse with little concern on the foreplay.  Narsingh was definitely better than him.  The fuse was off in the Roopa’s mind and she pressed his head into her cleavage and he pressed his hands on her ass globes.

Next 10-15 minutes were heavy duty kisses, both Narsingh and Roopa were lost to the world and didn’t care a damn about Ravi who is taking herbal bath. It gave them enough window to have a quickie.. yes.. his quickie would last one hour. Roopa grabbed his crotch and was mighty impressed with what her hand was holding. Seemed big and thick as always. He pulled her top further down and pulled out her biggish boob and licked & sucked it for quiet a while. 
  
 

How quickly the old man changes the strong willed high class ladies.. a week back when they were checking into the guest house and while pulling the bags out of the car trunk, the ladies didn’t even allow the sniff of his strong dirty bad odor come anywhere closer to them.. and now ? they both are willingly and passionately licking his dirty face and enjoying deep French kiss !!!


This channelized more blood to his cock and brain listened to cock making him drive even faster. Roopa, like a true lover, trying to tease him wriggled out of his clutches and went to grab some water. Roopa went straight to the fridge to get some water.  He did not move, was intrigued by her movements.  She was drinking water and letting a bit fall on her top.  The top was more like a cotton t-shirt straining itself to the full to conceal the ever growing boobs.  He saw that the cotton t-shirt had revealed lack of any bra.  

The top was stuck onto the boobies and the wet nippies stuck out proudly.  He said “you are not wearing any panty”.  She said “what sort of watch man you are – don’t even know the location”.  He smiled and swore to himself that the lady is in for a big time fuck.

He went behind her held her with his arms crossing just under her boobs and brought his face down to kiss the nape and earlobes.  This got her going, if there was ever a need to do this for getting her going.  She closed her eyes and let her head rest on his chest whilst his hands started the massage of the boobs.  The movement of his crotch behind her got the ass globes into a simple harmonic motion.  Narsingh kept on kissing her, moved to her cheeks and with one hand turned her face towards him and pressed his lips on hers.  

The hand went back to their favoured place of boobs.  The tongues found each other within no time and saliva tasting started.  Very reluctantly one of the hands found its way down on top of her crotch area and pressed her pussy from top of her skirt.  Gentle massage of boobs, pubic region and heavy duty smooching was getting too much for her also and she was getting weak in the knees.  She had small time flings with other boys as well but the effect he had on her was extraordinary.

He lifted her to the bedroom and placed her on the double bed.  It was a sight with her legs towards him and hair covering parts of her face and the top crumbling up to expose the sexy navel.  He just caught the bottom of the skirt and started pulling in down.  The elastic band skirt started its journey south.  The band of the skirt came down to reveal her naked pubic area (as he had guessed) and slowly it covered the journey from thighs to knees to shin and then feet and off it went.  It was a very erotic sight with Roopa with only her top covering her modesty.  You can say, for solidarity, Narsingh also removed his lungee . Even he was only in a shirt.  


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Mandakini - Mahaveer

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Guys,

As we are reaching end of this plot, i will start a new thread to explore the wicked acts of Narsingh.

In my view, there is nothing new in this plot as the watchman trapped , tamed both the ladies and made his slaves. I have enough content to score half century in this thread.

Will start a new thread soon...

what you all say ?

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Thank you all for your comments.. I will wrap this up soon and start a new one

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Just superb and blockbuster writing. Please start a new thread on the basis of interfaith adultery in which Narsingh will be a house servant of a conservative and rich family and there will be four pakiza female members of the family such as a mom, two daughter in laws and a unmarried daughter and there will be three male members such as a father and his two sons. There will also be a young and naughty house maid who will be the helper of evil Narsingh in his mission to seduce all the pakeeza female members of the family one by one and make them his personal whores.
I request you to kindly consider my interfaith adult theme.

lets develop this idea further..

i don't want the husbands to be dumb like in this plot.. some variation should be there

also what about adultery/incest within the family members ? should we avoid that and focus only on Narsingh ?

i want some other strong conflicting point apart from the faith ..

everything inside the house would be boring.. we need some outdoor locations/trips...

some ladies will be orthodox and some modern.. especially the daughter.. modern, arrogant, hot

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-45-


Narsingh pulled Mandakini by her legs towards him and her mouth came close to his ever hard tool.  As the reflex, perhaps, the mouth engulfed the top of the big cock and the tongue started the magic, the dick got harder and the top of the dick got bigger.  But the mouth was still at work.  He kept his hand behind her back and was also gyrating to a rhythm.  As she was busy sucking, he pulled off her top and his also.  Now both of them are in birthday suits.  She had also mastered the art of sucking, would have been a professional – he thought.  After 10 minutes of sucking, she looked up, as if begging for her due.  He was nowhere near cumming.

He also got on the floor with her and spread her legs.  The inviting pussy was there for him.  As per his practice of some time, he went down licking it with his tongue doing the wonders to her.  The hands found their natural resting pillows (her boobs) and kept on mauling them for good effect.  The touches of the tongue to the pussy and the anticipation of the impending ass fuck was making her crazy, suddenly she tightened her leg grip around his head.  This was an indication to him that she was about to cum.  And came she did.  This time the fountain of juices was let lose on him and he was all too eager to lap up the nectar.  

He then inserted his finger in her pussy and rotated them a bit.  She was in throes of passion.  He took the fingers drenched in her love juices out and saw them glistening.  He again inserted them and further rotated them and took them out and this time headed straight for her ass hole.  This was new to her and that made it clear that the time had come.  One finger in startled her and she was now thinking of his big dick inside.  She was both thrilled and worried of the prospect.

He turned her around and with one swift motion lifted her in such a manner that she was on her knees sitting upright.  He positioned himself behind her such that he was also on his knees with his upright cock touching her hips.  One hand went to the boobs and the other one to the pussy mound and he kept massaging the both interspersed with kisses on her face, nape, lips etc.  When he was sure that she was sufficiently aroused, he motioned her to go down on all fours.  This was the time they both were waiting for.  It was like an athlete on his marks waiting for the bullet for the 100mtr dash.  With his cock as hard as an iron rod, he proceeded towards the unchartered territory.

Narsingh looked at the beautiful light dusky ass globes of Mandakini with a small virgin asshole and also could see the pussy lips.  As he moved forward, the long rod touched the pussy lips.  This made Mandakini turn her head back to him and say “yahan nahin – yahan” (not here but there) pointing to her asshole.   He had a look at her hole, it was too small for the raging manhood, she would die he thought.  At first he took one finger and inserted in, she felt it but did not show any pain.  Next he inserted the other finger with great difficulty which made her writher in pain and said “nahin (no)” and when he took the fingers out, she again said “nahin,” first no was for pain and second one for pleasure sought.  But he had a genuine problem at hand.  

Friction and oiling concept of physics came in handy for him.  He fingered her pussy for ever flowing juices.  Then he inserted two fingers in her hole.  This time it was less painful for her.  Now he started a simple motion of the fingers very slowly.  She felt her asshole walls stretched but she enjoyed the pain.  As she got used to the stretching he inserted the third finger which made her feel that the hole would tear apart.  He did not move the fingers but let them be there.  With the other hand the boob massage continued.  The boob massage coupled with ass fingering was having the desired effect on her.  She felt a feeling of exploding orgasms in her.  

After the fingers were for about two minutes he moved them gently.  By now the inner walls had created space for them.  She felt the pain but it was not the excruciating pain as earlier.  Slowly he removed his fingers and   put a few drops of his spit on his dick and also a few drops in her hole and proceeded.  The big knob of the dick was much bigger than the fingers, so he put extra lotion.  As the knob reached the doorway to heaven he pushed it in very slowly, thanks to fingering earlier, the hole was primed for heavy duty penetration. 

As the knob went in, he stopped.  Mandakini felt as if the eyes would come out of her sockets.  She started breathing heavily, as he asked “rokun kya” (should I abort) she waived her hands indicating no.  Come what may she wanted her pleasure – what a slut he thought.

It took her hole about 4-5 minutes to adjust the knob. He put more saliva on his dick and the other hand found the pussy juices and he massaged his dick with it.  When he felt that the dick is sufficiently lubricated, he pushed it in very slowly.  Centi meter by centi meter about half of his dick was in her.  Which meant about 3.5-4 inches of it was still outside. Narsingh had a big thick dick. Mandakini was feeling the dick inside and she felt it big. 

It was hurting but she was enduring the pain.  Gradually he took it out by a couple of inches and pushed it in.  It felt good.  So slow motions started the pleasure for her and as the dick kept on going in she kept feeling the painful pleasure.  It now reached a stage where his balls were hitting her.  Gradual motions had picked up speed and had developed a rhythm.  

It was a sight to behold.  A curvy Kashmiri apple beauty on her fours with ass cheeks pointing towards her lover, with her husband visible in the mirror ahead, her hair swaying to the motion of humping and the eyes closed trying to savour the pleasure.  The big boobies moving in all directions as if they had a mind of their own and ass moving up and down in order to maintain the rhythm.  The dog like fucking was too good for both of them.  She felt the juices flowing again in her and he at one time made it a bit rough by pulling her hair and increasing the momentum.  She had come in her pussy but there was no stopping him.  

With one hand she ensured that the juices did not go down and massaged it on her thighs. He saw her and his hand reached her pussy mounds and he again inserted his fingers and took them out wet and spread the juice on her ass hole. The pitch had picked up, both were gyrating vigorously and then he exploded.

He came in her and felt that he never came that much.  Rope after rope the cum was shot in the tiny extended hole.  She felt filled but what it did was his dick was rinsed in his own cum and small droplets formed a stream down her thigh. She could feel it and she placed her hand on her thigh and picked it up and sucked it in.  What a slut he thought.  

With so much lubrication, he started again.  This time pain was less both for him and her and more pleasurable.  She was more active participant this time as the focus was more on enjoyment rather than the pain she was facing.  The swish-swish sound of the extra cum in her asshole meant that it was fully greased and well oiled.  The effort required to let the monster dick go in was less than the first time.  The asshole walls had well accommodated the tool.  Narsingh held her hair and pulled the head up.  Slowly the momentum increased.  

The movement boobs swinging away to glory increased.   Narsingh mauled them with one hand with the other still holding her mane just in manner of controlling a horse’s movement.  The passion was getting to him and her.  Both had turned very aggressive in their love making.  He was humping the piston with great gusto and she was also in the mood.  The sound of moans had increased.  The in out movements of the rock hard dick was giving her immense pleasure along with pain.  The nubile bodies were enjoying their journey into hereto unchartered waters.

Narsingh let go of her mane and moved the hand towards her pussy.  A couple of digits had found their way inside the folds of pussy lips. The fingers were doing wonders for her.  The circular motion of digits ensured that the sensitive skin was giving her extreme pleasures. The torment was unbearable for Mandakini.  The mauling of her sensitive boobies which Narsingh had mastered over last few days coupled with penetration in both the holes was becoming unbearable for her though the enjoyment and pleasure she was deriving out of it was unimaginable.  

Her face was a portrait for wanton lust.  The eyes were closed, the lips were slightly open forming an “O” and the whole body was glistened with the sweat generated by some heavy duty movement.  She was matching Narsingh in his stroke making by moving her gorgeous full round ass up and down.  She was a very willing and passionate partner in this  love making.

She felt the now well known feeling of approaching the orgasm.  The legs tightened the grip around his hand.  Her body started to shake, all too well known to him.  The pussy juices flooded and wet his fingers.  She had cum he had not.  He continued the motion of piston and boob mauling.  The fingers drenched in love juices had not eased the torment.  She could not even feel the relief after an orgasm.  The passionate sex was making her crazy.  She was in such a state of ecstasy which no drug could achieve.  After pounding for another 5-7 minutes, he felt the familiar feeling in his balls.  He came in by the liters and so did she.  It was the second time for her in this spell.  She felt his cum in her already much filled hole.  

He brought his dick out and spread the oozing cum from her hole on her ass and boobs.  He inserted his fingers in her holes to extract all love juices and cum possible.  The mixture of juices and cum was then spread on her body.  He paid special attention while spreading it over her boobies and ass.  To add to the sheen of love juices was the sweat.  He thought that the combination was the best possible polish for human body.  

The lovers then lay on grass in each other’s arms and Mandakini said  “Thanks Narsi.”

They had to leave quickly before  Mahaveer wakes up!!!

Next couple of days..

They fucked like mad. Did almost 10 times more in the available 48 hours.. one on one.. threesome.. missionary.. doggy.. cow girl .. reverse cow girl.. greek.. Russian.. 69.. standing 69.. the naïve village old man now knows many such positions thanks to the city hot ladies.. in the bathroom, in the hut, under the waterfall, on the rocks, in the pond,  in the bushes and finally on the terrace!!!

Now the time has come to depart !!!

While helping them packing, Narsingh pressed their aching asses one last time..
While putting the bags in the car trunk, Narsingh squeezed their boobs one last time..

While leaving the guest house gate, Ravi called Vennela and asked for her last wish.. He thought she might ask for some money..

“saab.. the only wish I have is you adopt our college and fund the education of these village girls!!!”

Ravi is moved by her kind heart for the village girls, he handed over his business card to her and asked her to send details

The benz car stopped just after taking few steps.. purposefully.. as they reached the local temple and there was  Lakshmi with haarathi and prasad..

Mandakini rolled down the window shutter to take the prasad and blessings from the goddess and Lakshmi wishes her safe delivery and healthy baby.

Roopa did the same on other side and Lakshmi prays the goddess on behalf of Roopa for a blissful motherhood !!!

The car picks up pace.. but where is the hero ? Narsing ?

In the drivers seat !!!

“Thank you sir for fulfilling my wish to drive benz car in my life”

Mahaveer : Narsingh, when did you learn driving ?

Narsingh : Sir, 15 years back I was a professional driver

Ravi : Really ? where?

Narsingh : Ravi sir.. I worked for Dr Masood Khan in Nagpur

Roopa : Dr Masood Khan uncle ?

Narsingh : Memsaab, do you know him ?

Mandakini : Haa.. he is our family doctor few years back

Narsingh : ok, good.. world is so small

Roopa : Drive slowly.. clutch plates will wear off

Narsingh : Don’t worry memsaab.. your clutch plates… I mean your car clutch plates are thick and strong

Mandakini : Still you drive so fast Narsingh, so thrilling

Narsingh : I am glad you liked my driving memsaab.. should I take it to 5th gear

Roopa : arre babaa.. we are already tired so much in last one week.. show some mercy naa..

Narsingh : memsaab.. you have enough oil inside.. and my piston can give smooth thrusts.. the roads are also smooth

Ravi : Narsingh, you are a master at driving.. I should learn from you

Roopa : Haa.. Ravi you must learn from Narsingh.. he knows many tricks

Narsingh : memsaab you are praising me too much .. without your cooperation I can’t be this successful

Mandakini : Narsingh, driving benz is no small task.. you are an expert in this

Narsingh : Haa.. memsaab never thought I would be driving two crazy high class cars in my life.. its all because of you

Mahaaveer : Two cars ?

Narsingh : I mean double happiness.. one front and another back

Roopa : Narsingh.. your reverse driving .. uffff.. too tough and painful.. but pure bliss later

Narsingh : memsaab.. I always like driving back..  any way, when can I have the luxury of driving you again ?

Mandakini : We will plan soon Narsingh.. Benz cars should be driven rarely.. or else you will feel all cars are same

Narsingh : I will quit driving till I get another benz car again

Ravi : At this age you must stop driving any car Narsingh

Roopa : Ravi.. at his age he is thrice better than men of your age.. anyway..this trip is so cool

Mandakini : Narsingh.. watch out for your gear rod.. its too hot to handle.. I can feel it

Narsingh :  Don’t worry memsaab.. it will cool off with your soft touch..


As they are talking and laughing, Roopa notices the same small huts with lanterns on the roadside that disappeared in the mirror while entering the guest house.. now same huts are not disappearing.. that was the trick played by that rougue driver and of course the dirty mirror writings..

As they reach the high way, Narsingh stops the car, gets down. The actual driver is waiting there.

Its time to say good bye to the old watch man.. 

Both the ladies get down from the car. Their eyes meet for a while.. their eyes talk for a while.. their bodies shake for a while. They took a selfie with the old watch man..

The ladies get into the car..

The car starts..

The images of old watch man disappear from the rare view mirror… but not from their thoughts !!!

While cleaning the guest house, Narsingh found three envelopes under the pillows with cash inside.. one lakh rupees each for Narsingh, Lakshmi, Vennela

Some buy happiness with money ..

Some get happiness from money givers..


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Some left over memories


The younger version of Narsingh enjoying some local model

 

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Old, dirty ? no.. gold, playful



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If only he was a gym trainer



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Did you miss this ? Existing AI models cant clone Narsi.. impossible to match his speed


 



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Who wants the dick juices to be wasted like this ? many holes are better than this fetish



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What else can be a better sight than watching a wife material lady in sari from back




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Is it Roopa or Mandakini ?  who cares for the name !!!



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Tape says it all



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Wish we had more proper massaging sessions



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Beautiful ? then you haven’t seen Roopa or Mandakini

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sorry guys.. as per admin, interfaith stories are not allowed here.. sad but true..

we need to move on with other themes..

1. powerful mining mafia don comes to guest house with his wife and daughter.. how Narsingh will trap them ?

2. ?????

3. Roopa, Mandakini come back again.. this time allowing husbands to have adultery within the family.. also with Vennela, Lakshmi.. some incest stuff..

4. Back story of Narsingh.. in the past how he trapped various lady guests

5. ????