Chapter 5: Rajan n Rita
The sun was beginning to set, casting long, dancing shadows across the plush carpet of Rita's living room. The room was bathed in a warm, golden light, the scent of fresh flowers filling the air from the vase on the coffee table. The sound of soft jazz music played in the background, creating an atmosphere of calm and intimacy. Rajan sat on the plush leather couch, his eyes scanning the room, taking in every detail. He was dressed in a crisp, tailored suit, his dark hair neatly combed back, a small smile playing on his lips.
The front door opened, and in walked Rita's husband, Tom.
He was a tall, lanky man with a receding hairline and a nervous energy that seemed to radiate off him. He was dressed in a rumpled suit, his tie askew, and his eyes darting nervously around the room.
**Rajan:** "Tom, nice to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you." Rajan stood up and extended his hand, a smirk playing on his lips.
**Tom:** "Uh, yeah. Nice to meet you too, Rajan." Tom hesitated before shaking Rajan's hand, his grip weak and sweaty.
**Rajan:** "So, Tom, I hear you have a bit of a gambling problem.
That must be stressful, huh?" Rajan's voice was casual, almost conversational, but there was an undercurrent of steel in it that made Tom's stomach churn. I mean, it's not that bad. I can handle it." Tom shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes darting away from Rajan's piercing gaze.
**Rajan:** "I'm sure you can, Tom. But I also hear that you've been dipping into company funds to cover your losses. That's not very smart, is it?" Rajan's voice was still casual, but the threat was clear.
**Tom:** "I-I can explain that.
It was just a one-time thing. I was in a tight spot and-"
**Rajan:** "Shh," Rajan said, holding up a hand. "I don't care about your excuses, Tom. I care about what I can do for you. And what you can do for me." Rajan's eyes gleamed with a predatory hunger that made Tom's blood run cold.
**Tom:** "What do you mean?"
**Rajan:** "I mean, I can help you with your little... problem. I can make all your debts disappear. I can make sure you never have to worry about money again." Rajan leaned back in his seat, his eyes never leaving Tom's face.
"But in return, I need something from you, Tom. Something... personal."
Tom swallowed hard, his eyes widening with fear. "What do you want?"
Rajan smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust. "I want you to watch me fuck your wife. I want you to see me make her scream and beg for more. And then, I want you to join in. I want you to watch me fuck her pussy and her ass, and then I want you to fuck her too. I want you to see what a real man can do to a woman."
Tom's face paled, his eyes darting around the room as if looking for an escape.
"I-I can't do that," he stammered. "Rita is my wife. I love her."
Rajan chuckled, a cold and humorless sound. "Love has nothing to do with it, Tom. This is about power. About control. And about giving me what I want."
Tom's hands were shaking as he ran them through his hair. I won't... I won't let you hurt her."
Rajan stood up, his tall frame towering over Tom. "Hurt her? Oh, Tom, you have it all wrong. I'm not going to hurt her. I'm going to make her feel things she's never felt before. The only thing that will hurt is she will never be sleeping with you! She will belong to me.
I will own her. And you, Tom, will watch. You will see what a real man can do to a woman. You will see how she responds to me. You will see how she begs for more."
Tom's face was pale, his eyes wide with fear and disbelief. "You're sick," he whispered. "I won't let you do this."
Rajan smiled, a cold and predatory smile that sent shivers down Tom's spine. "You don't have a choice, Tom. You owe me. Else, the lenders will be at your house, and she will be sold to the highest bidder every night! The choice is yours… "
Tom's breath hitched, his mind racing with the implications of Rajan's words. He knew he was trapped, that he had no choice but to comply. He looked up at Rajan, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and resignation.
"Fine," he whispered. "I'll do it."
Rajan's smile widened, a cruel and triumphant grin that made Tom's stomach churn. "Good boy," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "Now, go get your wife. Tell her we have a special dinner planned for us."
Tom nodded, standing up on shaky legs and making his way to the bedroom.
He could hear Rajan's low chuckle behind him, the sound sending a shiver of dread down his spine. He knocked softly on the bedroom door, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Rita?" he called out, his voice barely above a whisper. "Rita, can I come in?"
He heard the rustle of fabric, the sound of footsteps on the plush carpet, and then the door opened. Rita stood there, her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, her blue eyes filled with concern.
"Tom, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice soft with worry. She was wearing a backless blouse, and a yellow transparent saree.
Her boobs were almost popping out of the blouse. Tom whispered, you will have to invite Rajan to stay over for dinner tonight.
You will have to be nice to him and make him feel welcome. You will have to do whatever he asks of you.
Rita's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "What are you talking about, Tom? Why would I have to do that?"
Tom hesitated before speaking, his voice barely above a whisper. "Rajan has something on me, Rita. Something that could ruin me. He's helping me out, but in return, he wants... he wants to spend some time with you."
Rita's face paled, her eyes filling with tears. "What do you mean, 'spend some time with me'? What is he going to do to me?"
Tom looked away, unable to meet her gaze.
"I'm sorry, Rita. I never wanted any of this to happen. But Rajan, he's... he's not someone you can say no to."
Rita's hands trembled as she clutched the doorframe, her knuckles turning white. "What does he want from me, Tom? What is he going to make me do?"
Tom took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to say. "He wants to... he wants to have sex with you. He wants me to watch."
Rita's eyes widened in horror, her breath catching in her throat. "What? No, Tom, that's... that's disgusting.
I won't do it. I won't let him touch me." Rita's voice shook with anger and revulsion.
Tom's face paled, his eyes filled with desperation. "Rita, please. You don't understand. I have no choice. If I don't do what he says, he'll ruin me. He'll take everything from us."
Rita's eyes flashed with fury. "And what about me, Tom? What about what he's going to do to me? Don't you care about that?" I never wanted this to happen. But we have no choice.
Rajan will ruin us if we don't comply. Please, Rita, just do this for me. For us."
Rita's eyes filled with tears, her body trembling with anger and fear. "I can't believe you're asking me to do this, Tom. I can't believe you're willing to let some stranger... some monster... touch me like that."
Tom's voice was barely a whisper, his eyes filled with a mix of desperation and resignation. But Rajan... he's not someone you can say no to.
I'm sorry, Rita. But we have no choice." "But Rajan... he's not like anyone we've ever met. He has power, Rita. Real power. And he's not afraid to use it."
Rita took a deep breath, her mind racing with thoughts of what was to come. She knew Rajan had promised her that he would make her husband a cuckold, but did not expect it to happen so soon. But she still needed to resist.
She needed to show Rajan that she was not some weak, submissive woman. She needed to fight back, to make him work for it. She needed to show him that she was not just a piece of meat to be used and discarded at his whim.
Rita took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come. She turned to face Rajan, her eyes flashing with defiance. "You think you can just waltz in here and take what you want? You think I'm just going to lay down and let you fuck me like some cheap whore?"
Rajan's eyes gleamed with amusement, a slow smile spreading across his face.
"Oh, Rita, you're so much more fun than I expected. I thought you'd be some meek little housewife, but you're a real firecracker, aren't you?"
Rita's chin jutted out, her eyes narrowing. "I'm not some toy for you to play with, Rajan. I'm a person, with feelings and boundaries. And you're not going to cross them."
Rajan chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent a shiver down Rita's spine. "Oh, I love it when they fight back. It makes the chase so much more exciting."
He took a step closer, his eyes never leaving hers. He looked at Tom, who was sitting in one corner, his hands on his lap.
he spread his arms and embraced Rita. This was so unexpected that she did not know what to do. She looked at Tom.
"Tom, what are you doing? You can't just sit there and watch this happen. You have to do something."
Tom looked up at her, his face pale and his eyes wide with fear. "I-I can't, Rita. I can't stop him. He'll ruin us if I don't do what he says."
Rita's heart sank as she realized that Tom was right. Rajan was a monster, and he had them both by the balls. She turned back to Rajan, her eyes filled with a mix of anger and resignation.
"Fine," she said, her voice shaking with emotion. "But I'm not going to make this easy for you.
You want to fuck me? You're going to have to earn it." Rita's voice was steady now, her eyes flashing with defiance.
Rajan's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Oh, I like a challenge. And I always get what I want, Rita. Always."
He reached out, his hand cupping her breast through the thin fabric of her blouse. Rita gasped, her body tensing at the unexpected touch. But she didn't pull away. Instead, she met Rajan's gaze, her eyes blazing with anger.
"Get your hands off me," she growled.
Rajan chuckled, his thumb brushing against her nipple, feeling it harden under his touch. Rita was trying to push him away. "I said, get your hands off me, you fucking pervert!" she spat, her voice shaking with anger and disgust.
Rajan just laughed, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down Rita's spine. "Oh, Rita, you're so fucking hot when you're angry. I can't wait to fuck that fire out of you."
He grabbed her wrists, pinning them behind her back with one hand. With the other, he ripped open her blouse, buttons flying everywhere. Rita gasped, her eyes wide with shock and fear as her boobs spilled out, her nipples hard and erect.
"Look at those fucking tits," Rajan growled, his eyes gleaming with lust.
"They're fucking perfect." He leaned down, taking one of Rita's nipples into his mouth, sucking hard. Rita gasped, her body arching into him despite herself. She could feel her pussy growing wet, her body betraying her even as her mind screamed at her to fight back.
"Fuck you," she spat, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. But Rajan was too strong. He held her tight, his mouth moving from one nipple to the other, his tongue and teeth teasing and biting.
"Fuck me? Oh, I plan to," he said, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
He let go of her wrists, his hands moving to her saree, pulling it off her in one swift motion. Rita stood there, naked and vulnerable, her body shaking with anger and fear and something else she didn't want to acknowledge.
"Now, let's see what else you've got," Rajan said, his eyes roaming over her body. He reached out, his hand cupping her pussy, his fingers slipping between her folds. Rita gasped, her body tensing at the intimate touch.
"Fuck, you're soaking wet," he growled, his fingers moving in and out of her pussy, his thumb rubbing against her clit. Rita bit her lip, trying to hold back a moan.
She refused to give Rajan the satisfaction of knowing how much his touch was affecting her. But her body had other plans. Her hips began to move in rhythm with his fingers, her pussy clenching around him, begging for more.
Rajan chuckled, a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down Rita's spine. "You like that, don't you, you little slut? You like it when I finger-fuck your tight little cunt."
Rita glared at him, her eyes flashing with anger and humiliation. "Fuck you," she spat. "I hate you."
Rajan just laughed, his fingers moving faster, harder. "You can hate me all you want, Rita.
But your body tells a different story," Rajan said, his voice a low growl as he continued to finger-fuck her, his thumb rubbing against her clit with increasing pressure. Rita bit her lip, trying to hold back the moans that were threatening to escape her. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as the pleasure became almost unbearable.
Rajan must have sensed her impending climax because he suddenly stopped, his fingers slipping out of her pussy. Rita gasped, her body shaking with frustration and need. "What the fuck are you doing?" she snarled, her eyes flashing with anger and desire.
Rajan just smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust. Let’s continue in your bedroom darling. He bent down, spread her thighs and wrapped them around his hips, and stood up.
Rita gasped, her arms wrapping around his neck for support as he straightened. Her panty vlad pussy was rubbing over Rajan’s dick covered by his pant.
Rajan started rubbing her up and down, so that her pussy was getting maximum friction over his dick. Rita could feel the heat and the wetness of her pussy increasing. She was getting turned on by the sight of her pussy rubbing over his dick. She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. Rajan looked into her eyes, like it, baby? He teased her.
You like rubbing your wet pussy all over my cock, don't you?" She hated to admit it, but the friction was driving her wild. She could feel her orgasm building again, her body tensing as the pleasure became almost unbearable.
Rajan must have sensed her impending climax because he suddenly stopped, his hands gripping her ass tightly. "Not yet, you little tease," he growled. "I want to feel that tight little cunt around my cock when you come." He looked at Tom. She is now my plaything, Tom. She is off limits to you!
Rajan said, looking at Tom. He carried Rita to her bedroom, her body squirming in his arms. He threw her onto the bed, her naked body bouncing on the mattress. She glared at him, her eyes filled with anger and humiliation.
"Get the fuck off me, you bastard!" she spat, her voice shaking with anger.
Rajan just chuckled, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Oh, I like it when you talk dirty, Rita. It turns me on."
He started to unbutton his shirt, his eyes never leaving hers. Rita's breath hitched as she watched him, her eyes widening as she took in his muscular chest and abs.
He was built like a fucking god, his body hard and defined. She could see the outline of his cock through his pants, thick and long, and her pussy clenched in anticipation.
Rajan smirked, seeing the desire in her eyes. "Like what you see, baby?" he taunted, his voice a low growl.
Rita glared at him, hating how much she wanted him.
Rajan chuckled, a dirty sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Oh, I plan to, baby. But I want you to guide my dick into your pussy. And he held her neck in one hand and guided her hand to hold his dick.
Rita's hand wrapped around his thick shaft, feeling the heat and the hardness of his cock. She could feel the veins pulsing with blood, and she could feel the precum leaking from the tip of his dick.
"Fuck, you're so big," she whispered, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and anticipation. "And you're so fucking tight, baby. I can't wait to feel that little cunt stretched around my cock."
He guided her hand, moving it up and down his shaft, showing her how to stroke him. Rita's hand moved in rhythm with his, her grip tight and firm. She still resisted, but Rajan slowly increased the pressure on her neck. U will do my bidding, Rita. He growled , increasing the pressure on her neck. Rita gasped, her eyes widening as she felt the lack of oxygen. She tried to struggle, but Rajan's grip was too strong. She could feel her body growing weak, her vision starting to blur.
"Let go of me," she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please."
Rajan chuckled, a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Not until you do what I say, baby. Now, guide my cock to that tight little pussy of yours."
Rita's hand shook as she guided Rajan's cock to her entrance.
Rajan held back. You r my slut now. You know u need to beg for the privilege to get fucked by my cock. Say it! Rajan growled, his grip tightening on her neck. Rita gasped, her eyes wide with fear and humiliation. "Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Please, what?" Rajan taunted, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Please, fuck me," Rita said, her voice shaking with anger and disgust. "Please, fuck me with your big, hard cock." "That's my girl," he said, his voice a low growl. He released his grip on her neck, and Rita gasped for air, her body shaking with relief and fear.
Rajan smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust as he positioned himself between her thighs. He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he guided his cock to her entrance.
"Look at me, Rita," he commanded, his voice a low growl. "I want to see your eyes when I fuck you for the first time."
Rita's eyes met his, her breath hitching as she felt the tip of his cock pressing against her pussy. She could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching in anticipation. Rajan smirked, his eyes never leaving hers as he slowly pushed his cock inside her. Rita moaned… a mix of pain and pleasure as he stretched her pussy wide. He was so big, so thick, that she could feel every inch of him as he filled her. Her pussy was on fire, burning with a mix of pain and pleasure as he continued to push deeper.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Rajan growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he began to move. He pulled back slowly, his cock sliding out of her pussy with a wet, sucking sound. Then he pushed back in, his cock filling her again.
Rita gasped, her body arching off the bed as he thrust into her.
She could feel every inch of him, stretching her pussy to its limits. She could feel the heat of his skin against hers, the hardness of his muscles as he moved above her.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Rajan groaned, his eyes locked onto hers. "Your pussy is so tight, so wet. I can't get enough of it." She could feel the sweat on her skin, the heat between them, the sound of their bodies slapping together.
She could feel Rajan's cock, thick and hard, moving in and out of her pussy, stretching her, filling her. She could feel her own wetness, her juices coating his cock, making it slick and easy to slide in and out of her.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Rajan groaned, his voice a low growl. "Your pussy is so fucking tight, it's like a fucking vice around my cock."
Rita could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as the pleasure became almost unbearable. She could feel her pussy clenching around Rajan's cock, her muscles tightening as she tried to hold back her climax.
But it was no use. The pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming. She could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching as she came, her pussy pulsing around Rajan's cock.
"Fuck, you're coming," Rajan growled, his voice a low, primal sound. "You're coming all over my cock, you little slut."
Rita moaned, her body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over her. She could feel her pussy pulsing, her juices coating Rajan's cock as he continued to thrust into her.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Rajan groaned, his eyes locked onto hers. She could not stop herself from moaning, mewling, crying rajans name asked him to fuck her.
"Fuck me, Rajan," she panted, her voice ragged with desire. "Fuck me hard."
Rajan grinned, his eyes gleaming with lust. "With pleasure," he growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he began to pound into her.
He was like a man possessed, his hips moving like a piston, his cock slamming into her pussy with a force that took her breath away. Rita could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein, as he fucked her with a ferocity that was almost brutal.
"Fuck, yes," she moaned, her body arching off the bed as he drove into her. "Fuck me, Rajan.
Fuck me like you mean it," Rita panted, her voice ragged with desire. Rajan grinned, his eyes gleaming with lust as he grabbed her legs, pushing them back and exposing her completely to him. "You want it rough, baby? You want me to fuck you like the little slut you are?" he growled, his voice a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Yes," Rita moaned, her eyes locked onto his. "Fuck me like you hate me." Rajan chuckled, a wicked sound that sent a thrill of fear and excitement through her. "Oh, I do hate you, Rita. I hate how much I want you.
I hate how much I need you. I hate how much you make me feel like a dirty, filthy slut. But I can't help it. I can't help how much I want your cock inside me. I can't help how much I want you to use me, to fuck me like the little whore I am. I can't help how much I want you to make me come all over your cock. So fuck me, Rajan. Fuck me like you hate me. Fuck me like you own me. Fuck me like I'm your little plaything. Fuck me like I'm your dirty little secret. Fuck me like I'm your fucking slut.
and what about your husband, Tom? Rajan asked her.
"And what about your husband, Tom? Do you want him to watch while I fuck you? Do you want him to see how much you love it when I use your tight little pussy for my pleasure?"
Rita's eyes widened in shock and humiliation. "No," she gasped, her voice shaking with fear and anger. "I don't want him to see. I don't want him to know how much I hate it."
Rajan smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust and malice. "Oh, I think you do. I think you want him to see how much you love it when I fuck you., Tom, come here , he commanded . Tom hesitated for a moment before slowly walking towards the bed. He stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes wide with fear and humiliation as he watched Rajan fuck his wife.
Rajan smirked, his eyes gleaming with malice as he looked at Tom. "Watch closely, Tom. Watch how I make your wife come all over my cock."
Tom's eyes flicked to Rita, who was biting her lip, her eyes closed as she lost herself in the pleasure of Rajan's cock inside her. She was oblivious to Tom's presence, too lost in her own world of pleasure.
Rajan grabbed Rita's legs, pushing them back and exposing her completely to Tom. "Look at that, Tom.
Look at how her pussy stretches around my cock," Rajan taunted, his voice a low growl as he continued to pound into Rita. "Look at how she takes every inch of me, like the little slut she is."
Tom's eyes flicked to where Rajan's cock disappeared inside Rita's pussy, his face pale and his eyes wide with humiliation and anger. But he couldn't look away, couldn't stop watching as Rajan used his wife for his own pleasure.
Rajan smirked, seeing the conflict in Tom's eyes. "You like watching me fuck your wife, don't you, Tom? You like seeing how much she loves it?"
Tom's jaw clenched, his hands fists at his sides.
"Fuck you, Rajan," he spat, his voice shaking with anger and humiliation. "You think you can just waltz in here and fuck my wife? You think I'm just going to stand here and watch?" "Oh, I know you're not going to do anything, Tom. Because if you do, I'll ruin you. I'll take everything from you. Your company, your money, your wife. Everything."
Tom's eyes flashed with anger and helplessness. He knew Rajan was telling the truth. He was trapped, and they both knew it.
Rajan smirked, turning his attention back to Rita. He could see the conflict in her eyes, the struggle between her desire and her loyalty to Tom. He wanted to push her over the edge, to make her give in to her darkest desires.
"Tell him how much you love my cock, Rita," Rajan commanded, his voice a low growl. "Tell him how much you love it when I fuck you hard and deep."
Rita's eyes flashed with anger and humiliation, but she could feel the truth of Rajan's words. She did love it. She loved the way he filled her, the way he stretched her, the way he made her feel alive.
She loved the way he used her, the way he made her his. She loved the way he made her feel like a slut, like a whore, like a dirty little fuck toy. And she hated herself for it. She hated herself for loving it.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Rajan groaned, his voice a low, primal sound.
Rita moaned, her body arching off the bed as he thrust into her. She could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein, as he fucked her with a ferocity that was almost brutal.
“Do you like it, Rita?” Rajan probed, looking at her husband.
"Do you like it when I pound your tight little cunt?, Rita”
Rajan growled, his voice a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down her spine. He was fucking her hard, his hips slamming into hers with a force that took her breath away. She could feel every inch of him, every thick, hard inch, as he filled her completely.
Rita moaned, her body arching off the bed as he drove into her.
"Yes," she gasped, her voice ragged with desire. "I love it when you fuck me hard and deep."
Rajan smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust as he looked at Tom. "You hear that, Tom? Your wife loves it when I fuck her hard and deep."
Tom's face was pale, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and humiliation.
Rajan turned his attention back to Rita, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he began to pound into her with renewed vigor. "You're such a dirty little slut, Rita. But now onwards, you are mine, and only mine, understand!” Rajan growled, his voice low and menacing. Rita nodded, her eyes wide with fear and excitement. Rajan smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust as he flipped her onto her stomach, her ass in the air.
"On your knees, bitch," he commanded, his voice a low growl. Rita quickly complied, her body shaking with anticipation as she felt Rajan's hands grab her ass cheeks, spreading them wide.
"Fuck, look at that tight little asshole," Rajan groaned, his thumb rubbing against her puckered hole.
he called Tom. “Go get some oil and prepare her for my enjoyment, Tom” pointing at Rita’s puckered hole. He wanted to ensure, that Tom was so humiliated, that his wimpy dick would never rise in front of Rita, and he would never touch her, never hurt her.
He would make sure that Tom would be under his thumb from now onwards.
Tom hesitantly walked towards the wardrobe and got a bottle of oil. He returned and handed it to Rajan. Rajan took it from him and applied some oil on his dick. He then handed over the bottle to Tom. “Going forward, you will be in charge of preparing my darling, Rita, for my pleasure, now apply oil in her anus so that she is well lubricated for my comfort.” Rajan ordered Tom, his voice cold and commanding. Tom hesitated for a moment, looking at Rita's exposed asshole, then back at Rajan, his face pale. “Do it, Tom,” Rajan snapped, his voice like thunder. “Or I swear to God, I will make your life a living hell.”
Tom took a deep breath and poured some oil onto his fingers. He tentatively reached out and touched Rita's asshole, making her gasp in surprise. “Relax, baby,” Rajan cooed, his voice suddenly soft and soothing. “Let Tom get you ready for me.”
Rita took a deep breath and tried to relax as Tom slowly inserted one finger into her asshole.
She could feel the oil coating her tight hole, making it easier for Tom's finger to slide in and out. Rajan watched with a satisfied smile as Tom prepared his wife for his pleasure.
“Good, Tom. Now add another finger and make sure she’s well lubed for my big cock”, Rajan commanded, his voice a low growl.
Tom hesitated for a moment but then added another finger to Rita's asshole. She moaned, her body tensing as she felt her anus stretching to accommodate Tom's fingers. Rajan smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust as he watched.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.
Good job, Tom,” Rajan praised, as he watching Tom prepare Rita for him. “Three fingers are stretching her nice and wide now, just like I like it. Keep it up, my good boy”, he said, a teasing smirk on his face.
Tom looked up at Rajan, anger flashing in his eyes, but he said nothing. He just continued to work Rita’s anus, adding a third finger and stretching her as wide as he could.
Rita was moaning loudly now, her body writhing in pleasure as Tom prepared her for Rajan’s cock. Rajan chuckled, watching her reaction.
“Now such off the oil with your mouth, and stand back as I take your wife’s anal virginity “ he ordered.
Tom hesitated for a moment before complying. He slowly withdrew his fingers from Rita's asshole, making her gasp at the sudden emptiness. He then leaned down and licked the oil off his fingers, his eyes never leaving Rajan's.
Rajan smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust as he grabbed his cock and positioned it at the entrance of Rita's asshole. "You ready for this, baby?"
Rita nodded, her body tense with anticipation and fear. "Yes," she whispered, her voice shaking.
"I'm ready. I want you to take my anal virginity, Rajan. I want you to claim me as your own."
Rajan grinned, a wicked and triumphant smile spreading across his face. "That's my girl," he growled, his voice thick with lust. He leaned forward, his body hovering over hers as he pressed the tip of his cock against her asshole.
"Here we go, baby," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm going to take your anal virginity now."
Rajan thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock into her tight asshole.
Rita gasped, her body tensing as she felt the thick head of his cock stretching her virgin hole. "Your ass is like a fucking vice around my cock."
Rita moaned, her body writhing as she felt Rajan's cock sliding deeper into her ass. It was a strange sensation, unlike anything she had ever felt before. It was tight, it was uncomfortable, but it was also incredibly intense and pleasurable.
Rajan was careful, he didn't rush. He let Rita get used to the sensation of him inside her, slowly pushing deeper and deeper until he was fully seated in her ass.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, his voice a low growl. She could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein, as he filled her completely.
"Fuck, Rajan," she panted, her voice ragged with desire.
"You're so deep inside me. I can feel every inch of you."
Rajan smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust as he began to move. He pulled back slowly, his cock sliding out of her ass with a wet, sucking sound.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Rajan groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he began to move.
Rita could feel every inch of him, stretching her, filling her.
completely as he began to move in and out of her ass. The sensation was intense, unlike anything she had ever experienced before. It was a mix of pleasure and pain, of fullness and emptiness, and she couldn't get enough.
"Fuck, yes," she moaned, her body arching off the bed as he thrust into her. "Fuck my ass, Rajan. Make me your little anal slut."
Rajan growled, his grip on her hips tightening as he picked up the pace. "You like that, baby? You like it when I fuck your tight little asshole?"
"Yes," Rita panted, her voice ragged with desire. "I love it.
I love how your big cock stretches my asshole. I love how you use me, fuck me like I'm your little plaything. I'm your dirty little slut, Rajan. Fuck me hard. Fuck me like you mean it."
Rajan's eyes flashed with lust at Rita's words. He grabbed her hips roughly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to pound into her ass with renewed vigor. "You want it hard, baby? You want me to fuck your tight little asshole until you can't walk straight?"
"Yes," Rita moaned, her body arching off the bed as he drove into her. "I want you to fuck me so hard that I can't sit down tomorrow.
I want you to make me feel like your little fucktoy, your dirty little slut. I want you to use me, Rajan. Use me like you own me."
Rajan's eyes gleamed with dark desire as he listened to Rita's words. He could feel his cock throbbing inside her ass, her tight hole gripping him like a vice. He loved the way she begged for it, the way she surrendered herself to him. It was intoxicating.
"Fuck, you're a dirty little slut, Rita," he growled, his voice low and menacing.”Will you let Tom touch you ever?” He wanted to ensure Tom would never hurt his fuck toy, ever!
He wanted to make sure Tom would be under his thumb from now onwards. He wanted to humiliate Tom in front of Rita, so that he would never touch her again. "You see that, Tom? You see how your wife loves it when I fuck her in the ass? You see how she begs for it?" He couldn't look away, couldn't stop watching as Rajan used his wife for his own pleasure.
Rajan chuckled, enjoying Tom's discomfort. "You know what, Tom?, I m gonna cum in your wife’s ass, and you will be cleaning her up! Saying that he sped up his movements.
His hips slammed into Rita's ass with a force that made her cry out in pleasure and pain. He was fucking her hard, his cock slamming into her ass with a force that took her breath away.
She could feel her asshole stretching to accommodate his size, the pleasure and pain mixing together in a heady cocktail that had her moaning and writhing beneath him.
"Fuck, yes," she panted, her voice ragged with desire. Fuck it hard."
Rajan growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he picked up the pace. You like it when I pound your tight little asshole?"
"God, yes," Rita moaned, her body arching off the bed as he drove into her.
he bent down and held her nipples, and pinched them hard, twisting them, as if he wanted to pull them out. Rita gasped in pain, but Rajan just chuckled, enjoying her discomfort. You like it when I hurt you."
Rita moaned, her body writhing beneath him as he continued to pinch and twist her nipples. "Yes," she panted, her voice ragged with desire. "I love it when you hurt me."
Rajan smirked, “then cum for your daddy, Rita, cum for your master!” he commanded, his voice a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down her spine. She could feel his cock, thick and hard, moving in and out of her ass, stretching her, filling her. She could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching as she came, her ass pulsing around Rajan's cock.
"Fuck, I'm coming," she moaned, her voice a low, desperate sound. "I'm coming all over your cock, Rajan. I'm your little slut, your dirty little fucktoy."
Rajan growled, his voice a low, primal sound as he felt Rita's body tense and her ass clench around his cock. "Fuck, yes," he groaned, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her ass with a force that made her cry out in pleasure and pain. "You're my little anal slut, Rita. You're my dirty little fucktoy. You're mine."
He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he thrust into her ass.
"Fuck, I'm gonna come," he growled, his voice low and primal. "I'm gonna come in your tight little asshole, baby."
Rita moaned, her body writhing beneath him as she felt his cock throbbing inside her. "Come in my ass, Rajan. Fill me up with your hot cum."
Rajan's eyes flashed with lust at her words. He grabbed her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to pound into her ass with renewed vigor. "You want my cum, baby?
You want me to fill your tight little asshole with my hot, sticky cum?"
Rita moaned, her body writhing beneath him as she felt Rajan's cock throbbing inside her. "I want you to fill me up, Rajan. I want you to make me your little cumdumpster." Your wife wants my cum. She wants me to fill her up with my hot, sticky cum." Rajan's eyes flashed with lust as he listened to Rita's words. He couldn't hold back any longer. With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her ass and let go.
"Fuck, yes," he groaned, his cock pulsing as he filled her ass with his hot, sticky cum. "Take it all, baby. Take every fucking drop."
Rita moaned, her body shuddering as she felt Rajan's cum filling her ass. She could feel it leaking out around his cock, dripping down her thighs. She loved the feeling of being filled by him, of being used by him.
he pulled out of her, cleaned himself up, looked and Tom and left.