Chapter 4: Catalyst
In the morning, Rahul is back on his laptop.
He is messaging with a few ladies, and he has a few more ladies to meet. He is messaging with a lady named Sarah, who is a young, attractive woman in her early 20s. She has long, wavy blonde hair and a voluptuous figure. She is initially hesitant about participating in the encounters but is lured in by the promise of money. Rahul can see that she is nervous, but he can also see the desire in her eyes.
"Hey, Sarah," he types. "How are you today?"
Sarah responds, "I'm good, thanks. Just a bit nervous about this."
Rahul smiles, knowing that she is playing hard to get.
he looks at another message. This is Rita, in an abusive marriage.
She wants out. She wants money for a lawyer. She wants to escape her husband's fists. Rahul sees an opportunity.
"Hey Rita," he types, his fingers flying over the keyboard. "I can help you with that money. But you gotta do something for me first."
Rita hesitates, her fingers hovering over the keys. "What do you mean?"
Rahul grins, knowing he has her attention. "I mean, before even thinking of running away, why don’t u face him?” Rahul typed, his eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and malice.
Rita hesitated, her fingers hovering over the keys.” I am afraid, Rahul!” She typed.
“tell me was he like this in the beginning?” Rahul wanted more background.
He wanted to know more about Rita's husband. He wanted to know what made him tick, what made him angry, what made him hit her. He wanted to use this information to his advantage.
"Tell me about him, Rita," he typed, his voice firm and commanding. "Tell me everything."
Rita hesitated for a moment before starting to type. "His name is Vikram. He's a businessman, always traveling for work. He's charming and charismatic when he wants to be, but he has a dark side. He gets angry easily, and when he does, he lashes out.
He's always been jealous, always accusing me of cheating, even when I'm not. He's controlling, and he expects me to be at his beck and call, even when he's not home. He's hit me before, but I've never told anyone. I'm afraid of what he'll do if I do. He's threatened to kill me if I ever leave him. I can't take it anymore, Rahul. I want out. I want to be free.
Rahul's eyes narrowed as he read her message, his mind racing with possibilities. He could see the fear in her words, the desperation.
he asked,”is he having an affair?” Rita hesitated before typing,” I don’t know. But he’s always on his phone, secretive. He comes home late, smelling of perfume. I think he might be.”
Rahul's mind was racing with ideas. He could use this information to manipulate Rita's husband, to make him jealous, to make him angry. He could use it to his advantage.
"Alright, Rita," he typed, his voice firm and commanding. "Here's what we're going to do. You're going to send me pictures of yourself, sexy pictures. You're going to send them to me every day, understand?"
Rita hesitated, her fingers hovering over the keys.
she typed, her heart pounding in her chest.
Rahul grinned, his eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and malice. "I mean, you're going to make him jealous, Rita. You're going to make him think that you're cheating on him. And then, when he's at his most vulnerable, when he's at his most angry, you're going to tell him that you want out. That you want to leave him. And then, I'm going to help you."
Rita's eyes widened in shock, her breath catching in her throat. "But... but how?" she typed, her fingers shaking.
we will make him a cuckold! He typed. You will have sex in front of him, and he won’t be able to stop you . You will make him watch as you fuck other men, and he will be powerless to stop it. And then, when he's broken, when he's at his lowest, you'll leave him. And I'll make sure you have the money you need to start over.
Rita hesitated, her mind racing with a mix of fear and excitement. She had never considered something like this before, but the thought of finally being free from Vikram's control was intoxicating. She took a deep breath and typed, Okay. I'll do it.
Rahul's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with malice. That's my girl, he typed. Now, let's start with those pictures.
Send me one right now," Rahul commanded, his voice firm and unyielding. She had never sent anyone a sexy picture before, let alone a stranger on the internet. But she was desperate, and Rahul's plan was her only way out.
She took a deep breath and stood up from her desk, walking over to her bedroom. She rummaged through her closet, looking for something sexy to wear. She settled on a black lace bra and panty set, one that Vikram had bought her years ago but she had never worn.
She lay down on her bed, positioning her phone above her, and snapped a picture.
**Sarah:** "I'm here, Rahul. What do you want me to do?"
**Rahul:** "I want you to touch yourself, Sarah. I want you to make yourself come while I watch."
Sarah hesitated for a moment, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and excitement. But there was something about Rahul's commanding voice, his confident demeanor that made her want to please him.
She started to touch herself, her fingers tracing the curve of her breasts, the dip of her waist, the flare of her hips.
She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps as she looked into the camera, imagining Rahul's eyes on her.
"Fuck, baby girl," Rahul's voice came through the laptop speakers, thick with desire. "You look so fucking hot. Touch your pussy for me. Show me how wet you are."
Sarah hesitated for a moment before slipping her hand between her legs, her fingers finding her clit already swollen and slick. She moaned softly, her eyes fluttering closed as she started to rub herself in slow, deliberate circles.
"That's it, baby," Rahul encouraged, his voice low and husky. "Rub that pretty little clit for me.
Show me how you make yourself come," Rahul commanded, his voice thick with desire. Sarah's fingers moved faster, her breath coming in short gasps as she rubbed her clit, her body writhing on the bed.
"Fuck, Rahul," she moaned, her eyes fluttering closed. "I'm so wet. I can feel it dripping down my thighs."
Rahul's eyes darkened, his cock throbbing in his pants. "Show me, baby girl.
Sarah hesitated for a moment before pulling her hand away from her pussy, her fingers glistening with her arousal.
She looked into the camera, her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.
"Let me see you, Rahul," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Rahul smirked, his eyes gleaming with desire. "You want to see my cock, baby girl? Sorry, that will be for our face to face. Now lick your sticky ginger, like u love it!” Rahul commanded, his voice thick with desire. Sarah hesitated for a moment before leaning in, her tongue darting out to lick her own juices off her fingers. She moaned softly, her eyes fluttering closed as she savored the taste of herself.
"Fuck, baby girl," Rahul groaned, his cock throbbing in his pants. "You're so fucking hot. Now, I want you to finger yourself to orgasm!” Rahul commanded, his voice thick with desire. She started to touch herself again, her fingers finding her clit already swollen and slick. Moan and speak what am I doing to you, darling!” Sarah gasped, her fingers moving faster as she rubbed her clit, her body writhing on the bed. “Fuck, Rahul! I'm so close. I can feel it. I'm going to come all over my fingers.”
“That's it, baby girl,” Rahul growled, his voice thick with desire. “Come for me. Show me how you come. Let me see that pretty little pussy gush.”
Sarah's breath hitched, her body tensing as she felt her orgasm building. She moaned loudly, her fingers moving frantically as she rubbed her clit, her body shaking with pleasure.
"Fuck, Rahul," she gasped, her voice filled with desperation. "I can't... I can't hold it back any longer."
"Don't hold back, baby girl," Rahul commanded, his voice thick with desire. "Let it go. Come for me. Show me how you come."
Sarah's body tensed, her fingers moving in fast, circular motions as she rubbed her clit. She could feel her orgasm building, her body shaking with anticipation. She moaned loudly, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt her orgasm wash over her.
"Fuck!" she screamed, her body convulsing as she came. She could feel her pussy gushing, her juices coating her fingers.
She opened her eyes, looking into the camera, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "That was so fucking hot. Now, I want you to clean up your mess."
Sarah looked at him, confused.
Rahul smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I mean, I want you to lick your fingers clean, baby girl. I want you to taste your own cum."
Sarah hesitated for a moment before bringing her fingers to her mouth, sucking them clean. She moaned softly, savoring the taste of herself.
"Fuck, Rahul, that was so hot," she whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction.
She heard a ping on her phone. It was the bank notification, she had enough money now to pay her first installment!
Rita sent off the pic. Rahul was mesmerized by her protruding nipples.
he typed, this is good, but send me one with your hand inside your panties.
I want to see your fingers playing with your pussy. Rita hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never done anything like this before, but the thought of finally being free from Vikram's control was intoxicating. She pulled off her clothes, leaving only her black lace panties on. She lay down on her bed, positioning her phone above her, and snapped a picture of herself, her fingers playing with her pussy through her panties. She sent it to Rahul, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for his response.
The chat window was silent for a moment before a message popped up.
**Rahul:** "Fuck, Rita. You're a natural. I can see your fingers moving under that lace. I bet your pussy is soaking wet, isn't it?"
Rita blushed, her heart racing. She had never been so bold, so brazen. But there was something about Rahul's words, his confidence, that made her want to please him.
**Rita:** "Yes," she typed, her fingers shaking. "I'm so wet, Rahul.
**Rahul:** "I want you to take off your panties, Rita.
I want you to cumm in abandon.
meanwhile he received another ping from Meera. After their first encounter in the market, meera had gone silent. But here she was.
Back in front of her laptop, her heart pounding in her chest. She took a deep breath and typed, "Okay, Rahul. I'll do it." Rahul was mesmerized by her protruding nipples. He typed, "how did you sleep that night? I still have ur wet panties, baby"
Meera blushed, remembering the night before. She had never been so turned on, so out of control. She had never had a man talk to her like that, never had a man make her feel so desired, so wanted.
**Meera:** "I slept like shit, Rahul. I couldn't stop thinking about you, about what you did to me in that alley."
**Rahul:** "I knew you wouldn't, baby. I knew you'd be lying in bed, touching yourself, wishing it was my cock inside you."
Meera gasped, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and excitement. She looked around her apartment, making sure she was alone before typing.
"I did wish that, Rahul. I wondered, why I was so alone, you have shown me something that I had never thought was possible!”
Rahul's eyes darkened” do you miss me? Baby?” He asked.
Meera's heart pounded in her chest, her breath hitching as she typed her response.
**Meera:** "Yes, I miss you, Rahul. I miss your touch, your voice, your cock."
Rahul's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with desire. "Good girl," he typed, his fingers flying over the keyboard. "Now, I want you to touch yourself for me. I want you to show me how wet you are for me. What r you wearing?” Rahul asked. He was already stroking his cock through his pants, imagining Meera's body, her curves, her soft skin.
**Meera:** "I'm wearing a black lace bra and panty set. The same one you saw me in the other night. The one that got so wet for you."
Rahul groaned, his cock throbbing at the memory of Meera's wet panties, the way her nipples had hardened under his touch. He could see her now, her body writhing on the bed, her fingers slipping into her panties, rubbing her clit in slow, deliberate circles.
**Rahul:** "Fuck, baby.
Rahul asked. He was already stroking his cock through his pants, imagining Meera's body, her curves, her soft skin.
**Meera:** "I'm wearing a black lace bra and panty set. The same one you saw me in the other night. The one that got so wet for you."
Rahul groaned, his cock throbbing at the memory of Meera's wet panties, the way her nipples had hardened under his touch. He could see her now, her body writhing on the bed, her fingers slipping into her panties, rubbing her clit in slow, deliberate circles.
**Rahul:** "Fuck, baby.
Rahul asked, his voice low and husky. He could feel his cock throbbing in his pants, the anticipation of what was to come making his heart race.
Meera hesitated for a moment before typing, her fingers shaking slightly. "I'm wearing a black lace bra and panty set," she admitted, her cheeks flushing with shame…
and excitement. "The same one you saw me in the other night.
Rahul's breath hitched, his cock throbbing at the memory of Meera's wet panties, the way her nipples had hardened under his touch.
"Fuck, baby," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "I can't stop thinking about that night. About how wet you were for me. About how you tasted. But you are lying, sweety, you cannot wear be wearing the same set!” He typed. “Remember, you gifted ur panties to me that night?” “I still have them, baby. I still smell your sweet scent on them. I can't stop thinking about how wet you were for me. How you begged me to fuck you.”
Meera's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest as she remembered that night.
“Yes, Rahul,” she typed, her fingers shaking slightly. “I remember. I remember how you made me feel. But you did not touch my pussy! You made me finger myself, in broad daylight!” “I never did anything like that before.”
“And you liked it, didn’t you?” Rahul’s voice was low and husky, his eyes gleaming with desire. “You liked feeling my eyes on you, my fingers inside you.”
Meera hesitated for a moment before nodding, her breath hitching. “Yes,” she admitted, her voice barely audible. “I did.”
Rahul smirked, his eyes never leaving hers. “Good girl,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “Tell me what did you think about when u were lying in bed next to your hubby?” He wanted to know more about her, about her desires, her fantasies. He wanted to know what made her wet, what made her come. “I thought about you, Rahul. I thought about how you made me feel. How you touched me, how you tasted me. I thought about how you made me come, how you made me feel like the dirtiest, most depraved woman alive. And I thought about how I wanted more. I wanted you to fuck me, Rahul.”
and did you play with yourself, baby? Rahul prodded her.
"Did you, Meera? Did you play with yourself while thinking about me?"
Meera hesitated before admitting, "Yes, Rahul. I did. I touched myself while thinking about you. I imagined it was your fingers inside me, your mouth on my pussy, your cock fucking me hard."
Rahul groaned, his cock throbbing at her words. "Fuck, baby. That's so hot. I want you to do it again. I want you to touch yourself for me right now."
Meera bit her lip, her heart pounding in her chest. She was already so turned on, her panties soaked with her arousal.
is your hubby around? Did he fuck you recently? Rahul wanted more info, on her sex life. And he was sure her mind nd would be debating if she wanted to discuss all the things that happened between her n her husband between the sheets.
But she was not ready to share that with him. Or so she thought. She was not aware of how Rahul was being slowly assertive.
She was not aware of how he was slowly taking control of her mind and body. She was not aware of how he was slowly making her his.
**Meera:** "No, he's not here. He's away on business. And no, he hasn't fucked me in weeks."
**Rahul:** "Good. I don't want to think about him touching you. Now, take off your bra, Meera. Show me those beautiful tits."
Meera hesitated for a moment before reaching behind her back and unhooking her bra. She let it fall away, her full breasts spilling out, her nipples already hard and aching.
**Rahul:** "Fuck, Meera. You have the most perfect tits I've ever seen. Touch them for me. Pinch your nipples."
Meera hesitated for a moment before reaching up and cupping her breasts, her fingers pinching and rolling her nipples. She moaned softly, her eyes fluttering closed as pleasure coursed through her.
**Rahul:** "That's it, baby. Make yourself feel good. But don't come yet. Not until I tell you to."
Meera nodded, her breath coming in short gasps as she continued to touch herself.
She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as she rubbed her clit faster and faster.
"Fuck, Rahul," she moaned, her voice filled with desperation. "I'm so close. I'm going to come all over my fingers."
"Don't come yet, baby," Rahul commanded, his voice thick with desire. "Not until I tell you to. I want to see you squirm. I want to see you beg for it."
Meera's breath hitched, her body shaking with anticipation. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as she rubbed her clit faster and faster. “fuck me! She breathed”
and who is fucking u, meets? Is it your husband or me?, rahulwas pushing her mentally to replace her husbands image with his own… Meera hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she shouldn't say it, but the words slipped out before she could stop them.
"It's you, Rahul. It's always you."
Rahul's eyes darkened, a slow smirk spreading across his face. "Good girl," he growled. "Now, take off your panties. I want to see that pretty little pussy."
Meera hesitated for a moment before hooking her fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulling them down her legs. She kicked them off to the side, her heart pounding in her chest as she lay naked in front of the camera. She was feeling exposed, n vulnerable, but it felt so liberating… so free. She could feel the heat of her arousal between her legs, her pussy throbbing with need.
"Fuck, Rahul," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Show me, baby. Show me how wet you are for me."
Meera hesitated for a moment before reaching down and spreading her legs wide, giving Rahul a clear view of her pussy. She could see her juices glistening on her thighs, her clit already swollen and aching.
now play with your body, the way you want me to play with it, and keep saying what u want. Can you do that, princess, meera?
Can you make yourself come while thinking about me? Rahul asked, his voice thick with desire.
**Meera:** "Yes, Rahul," she whispered, her voice filled with desperation. "I can feel it. I can feel my orgasm building. I'm so close." Rub that clit for me. Make yourself come. I want to see you squirt all over the bed."
Meera's breath hitched, her body tensing as she rubbed her clit faster and faster.
Meera's body tensed, her fingers moving in fast, circular motions as she rubbed her clit. She could feel her orgasm building, her body shaking with pleasure.
"Don't hold back, baby," Rahul commanded, his voice thick with desire.
Meera's body tensed, her fingers moving frantically as she rubbed her clit.
I can't hold it back any longer.
Meera's body convulsed, her fingers moving in fast, circular motions as she rubbed her clit. She could feel her orgasm washing over her, her body shaking with pleasure. she screamed, her eyes fluttering closed as she came.
"That was so fucking hot," she whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction.
Rahul's breath hitched, his cock throbbing in his pants. "Fuck, baby girl," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "I want to taste you. I want to lick your pussy clean."
Meera hesitated for a moment before nodding, her heart pounding in her chest. “I miss the evening I was with you Rahul, she said, as she came back to earth.
**Rahul:** "I miss it too, baby. I miss the way you tasted, the way you felt. I want that again. I want you again."
Meera's heart raced at his words. She could feel her pussy throbbing, her arousal building again. She wanted him too, more than anything.
**Meera:** "I want you too, Rahul. I want you to fuck me. I want you to make me yours." "But not tonight, baby. Soon..” Rahul shut the chat.
He was rock hard and needed to release. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing cock. He started to stroke it, his mind filled with images of Sarah, Rita, and Meera. He could see them in his mind's eye, their bodies writhing with pleasure, their fingers playing with their pussies.
He thought about Sarah's long blonde hair, her big blue eyes, and her perky tits. He imagined her on her knees in front of him, her mouth wrapped around his cock, her tongue swirling around the head.
He called Sarah. She picked up on the first ring, her voice breathless. "Rajan, what's up?"
"I want to see you," he said, his voice low and commanding. "Tonight."
Sarah hesitated for a moment before responding, "I can't. I have plans."
"Cancel them," Rajan demanded, his voice brooking no argument. "I'll send a car to pick you up in an hour.i think you can get your money tonight” he knew she was hesitant, but he did not want her to think.
Sarah bit her lip, considering his offer. She knew she should say no, but the thought of money, swayed her!” I'll be there, Rajan,” she said, her voice barely audible. “I'll cancel my plans.”
Rajan smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “I'll see you soon.”
He hung up the phone, his heart racing with anticipation. He could already feel his cock throbbing in his pants, the thought of Sarah's naked body making him hard as a rock.
He spent the next hour pacing his apartment, his mind filled with images of Sarah's body, her long blonde hair, her perky tits, her tight little pussy.
the bell rang..
Rajan opened the door to find Sarah standing there, her long blonde hair cascading down her back, her big blue eyes looking up at him with a mix of apprehension and excitement. She was wearing a tight black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, her heels making her legs look even longer and more toned.
"Come in," Rajan said, stepping aside to let her in. Sarah walked in, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. Rajan closed the door behind her, his eyes never leaving her body.
"You look fucking gorgeous," he said, his voice low and husky. Sarah blushed, looking down at the floor.
"Thank you," she murmured.
are you wearing bra n panties? He asked.
Sarah hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Yes, I am." Rajan's eyes darkened, a slow smirk spreading across his face. "Take them off," he commanded, his voice thick with desire. "Going forward, you will not wear them when you come to meet me, understood?” Now got yo the bedroom, remove them, and hand them over” Sarah hesitated for a moment before nodding, her heart pounding in her chest. She walked towards the bedroom, Rajan following close behind. She could feel his eyes on her, burning into her back, making her feel hot and flushed.
In the bedroom, she turned to face him, her hands shaking as she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She let it fall to the floor, her full breasts spilling out, her nipples already hard and aching. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down her legs, stepping out of them and handing them over to Rajan.
Rajan took them from her, his eyes never leaving hers.
He could see the fear and excitement in her eyes, the way her chest was heaving with each breath. He knew she was nervous, but he also knew she was turned on. He could see it in the way her nipples were hard and aching, the way her pussy was already wet.
"Get on the bed," he commanded, his voice low and commanding. Sarah hesitated for a moment before doing as she was told, climbing onto the bed and lying down on her back. Rajan watched her, his eyes roaming over her body, taking in every curve, every inch of her skin.
He walked over to the bed, his cock throbbing in his pants.
that is what I need, an obedient sex slave. Are you ready, darling? He murmured. While slowly caressing her ass , he whispered, "You're so fucking beautiful, Sarah. I can't wait to fuck that tight little pussy of yours."
Sarah's breath hitched, her body tensing as she felt his fingers slip between her legs, rubbing her clit through her wet folds.
Rajan continued to tease her, his fingers rubbing her clit in slow, deliberate circles. He could feel her body responding to his touch, her hips bucking against his hand as she chased her orgasm.
"Fuck, Rajan," she moaned, her voice filled with desperation. "I need you.
I need to feel you inside me," Sarah moaned, her voice filled with desperation. He unzipped his pants, his cock springing free, hard and ready. He climbed onto the bed, his body covering hers as he positioned himself between her legs.
"Fuck, Rajan," she gasped, her eyes widening as she felt the head of his cock pressing against her entrance. "You're so big."
Rajan chuckled, his hands gripping her hips as he slowly pushed inside her. "You're so fucking tight," he groaned, his eyes rolling back as he felt her pussy stretching to accommodate him.
circle my hips darling, and hold tight for this ride… I am going to mark you. You ok, with that ??
I am going to mark you. Sarah hesitated for a moment before nodding, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yes, Rajan," she whispered, her voice filled with both fear and excitement. "I'm okay with that. I want you to mark me. "Good girl," he growled, his voice thick with desire. He began to move, his hips thrusting against hers as he slowly pulled out and pushed back in. Sarah gasped, her body arching off the bed as she felt him fill her completely. He bent down n took her boob into his mouth. Sucking hard… his tongue twirling around her nipple. Sarah moaned loudly, her fingers digging into his hair, holding him against her. He could feel her body writhing beneath him, her hips bucking against his as she chased her orgasm. I'm going to come."
Rajan growled, his hips moving faster as he pounded into her. "Come for me, Sarah," he commanded, his voice thick with desire. "Come all over my cock."
Sarah's body tensed, her fingers digging into his back as she came undone.
She screamed, her voice echoing through the room as her orgasm washed over her. Rajan could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, her juices coating his shaft as she came.
He groaned, his body tensing as he felt his own orgasm building. He thrust into her one last time, his cock pulsing as he came deep inside her. He could feel his hot seed filling her, marking her as his.
He collapsed on top of her, his body slick with sweat as he caught his breath. Sarah's arms wrapped around him, holding him close as they both came down from their high.
"Fuck, that was amazing," Rajan murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction.
he quickly turned her around nd, like a rag doll, spread her ass cheeks, and applied his spit.
He then inserted two fingers into her ass, making her moan in pain and pleasure. He then took his cock and rubbed it on her ass, making her moan and beg for more. He then slowly pushed his cock into her ass, making her scream in pain and pleasure. He then began to fuck her ass, his hips slamming into her, his cock going in and out of her tight ass. He could feel her ass clenching around his cock, her juices coating his shaft as he fucked her. He could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing as he fucked her harder and faster. He then pulled out of her ass and came all over her back, his hot seed coating her skin.
suck me off. Next round is hoing to be slow. I want to enjoy every inch of you, Sarah. I want to taste you, lick you, fuck you slowly, and make you beg for more.
Rajan began by trailing kisses down Sarah's neck, his hands roaming over her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples. He took his time, savoring every touch, every moan that escaped her lips.
He moved down her body, his tongue tracing patterns on her skin, his hands squeezing her ass. He could feel her body trembling beneath him, her breath coming in short gasps.
He reached her pussy, his eyes taking in the sight of her glistening folds. He could smell her arousal, see her juices coating her thighs.
he sat on the chair, and spread her legs. Sarah was already disoriented with the last orgasm. Before she knew, she was impaled on his cock.he held her ass and was pistoning her pussy over his cock.
Sarah was in a daze, her body still tingling from her previous orgasm. She could feel every inch of him inside her, stretching her, filling her completely.
"Fuck, Rajan," she moaned, her hands gripping the back of the chair. "You feel so good."
Rajan grunted, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her. "You're so fucking tight," he growled. "I can feel your pussy clenching around me."
Sarah moaned, her body moving in sync with his. She could feel her orgasm building again, her body tensing as he fucked her harder and faster.
he again held her nipple in his mouth and bit hard. The pain was so intense, Sarah had tears in her eyes… but it felt so good. She was so turned on, she could feel her pussy dripping with her juices.
Rajan looked up at her, his eyes gleaming with lust. "You like that, don't you, you little slut?" he growled. "You like it when I hurt you."
Sarah could only nod, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," she whispered. "I do."
Rajan smirked, his hands gripping her hips as he flipped her over onto her hands and knees. "Good," he said, his voice thick with desire.
"Now, I want you to ride my cock. I want to feel your pussy squeezing me as you fuck yourself on my dick."
Sarah hesitated for a moment before moving into position, straddling him and lowering herself onto his cock. She gasped as she felt him fill her completely, her body stretching to accommodate his size.
"Fuck, Rajan," she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders as she began to move.
Rajan groaned, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust up into her. "That's it, baby," he growled.
**Rajan:** "Fuck, Sarah. You're riding my cock like a pro. I can feel your pussy squeezing me, milking me for all I've got."
**Sarah:** "Mmm, I love your cock, Rajan. It's so big and hard. I want to feel you come inside me."
**Rajan:** "You want my cum, baby? You want me to fill you up?"
**Sarah:** "Yes, please. I want to feel you explode inside me."
**Rajan:** "Fuck, you're such a dirty little slut. I love it." He reached around and grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard as he thrust up into her.
Sarah moaned, her head falling back as she felt his cock hitting her G-spot. "I'm going to come again. I can feel it."
Rajan growled, his hands gripping her hips as he pounded into her. "Come for me, baby," he commanded.
Sarah's body convulsed, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she came undone.
as his dick was pulling out, Raman was thinking about Rita…