Chapter 8: Rajan ‘helps’ a couple!
Rina updates Ranjan on n her adventure.
He is pleased and asks for more details. She tells him about the 69 and how she loved it. He asks her to do it again with Meera. She agrees and calls Meera.
**Rina's POV**
Meera answered on the first ring, her voice breathless. "Hey, Rina. That was fucking amazing earlier. I can't stop thinking about your pussy on my face."
I blushed at her words, my own body aching with desire. "Meera, I... I want to do it again," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.
She moaned, her voice filled with lust. "Fuck, yes. I want that too, baby.
Tonight, let's make it happen. I'll come over to your place. We'll take our time, explore each other."
I agreed, my heart pounding with anticipation. "I'll be waiting for you, Meera. I can't wait to taste you again."
"Neither can I, baby. Neither can I."
**Rina's POV**
The doorbell rang, and I rushed to answer it, my heart pounding in my chest. I opened the door to find Meera standing there, her hair wet from a recent shower, her body wrapped in a thin robe that did nothing to hide her curves.
**rajan pov**
while coming back home, I saw a couple in mid 30’s looking lost. The woman looked shy and was holding to her husbands hand, as if frightened of this big bad city. The husband looked worried. The woman was wearing a yellow saree, slim a few inches taller than her partner. On an impulse, he stopped and walked towards them. “Are you lost?” He addressed the guy.
“Do you need help? You look lost.” The husband glanced quickly at his wife and then nodded. “We are new to the city and got separated from our way to the station. Someone picked my pocket, we do not have any money, and my phone does not have credit. My wife is not used to city life.” He said.
Rajan smirked. “It is a big place, and dangerous for the uninitiated. If you allow me, I will help you, he said looking at the lady. Her top blouse button was open, as it was broken, and he could peek into the shallow valley of her breasts.
They were not as large as Sarah’s or Jessica’s, but they were perfect for him. He could cup them in his hands, and they would fit perfectly. He wanted to take them in his mouth and suck them until she begged him to fuck her.
“Are you okay? Do you need help?” he asked her, his voice gentle and reassuring.
The woman looked at him, her eyes filled with fear and uncertainty. She nodded slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. “Yes, please. We are lost, and I’m scared.”
Rajan nodded, his eyes taking in her features.
‘I am rajan, have you had any food?” He enquired, forwarding his hand for a handshake towards the guy.
“I am Amit, from a distant village. This is my wife Sudha. It was her wish to celebrate her birthday and make it memorable” he muttered.
Rajan held his hand forward towards Sudha, but she held her hands and said namaste. He guessed she was not used to getting touched by other males. He decided to take her tonight. But he had to go slow and play his cards right. "Let's get you two to a safe place first. I have a car nearby. Come with me."
The husband nodded, relief evident on his face. The woman looked at Rajan, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, sir," she said softly.
Rajan led them to his car, helping the woman into the back seat before settling in the front. He started the engine and pulled out into the traffic, his eyes flicking to the woman in the rearview mirror.
"What's your name, beautiful?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
"Sudha," she replied, her voice soft and sweet, “but I am not beautiful” so let’s get some good into your bellies. He asked their preferences, and ordered dal, Chanel n a vegetable curry for them, from his phone. It would get delivered by the time they reached his home.
He drove them to his apartment, making small talk with Amit about their village life and how they ended up in the city. Sudha was quiet, her eyes darting around, taking in the city lights and the bustling traffic.
Rajan parked his car in the underground garage and led them to the elevator. As they stepped inside, he could feel Sudha's nervousness. He gave her a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, you're safe with me."
The elevator doors opened to his penthouse apartment. Sudha's eyes widened as she took in the luxurious decor. Rajan led them to the living room, "Make yourselves comfortable., there on the right is one bathroom, and there is another in my bedroom. You need to take the grime of the city off your bodies, he said, looking at Sudha. I may have a change of clothes for Amit, but for you, Sudha, I can only offer a bathrobe. He wanted to see what would Sudha do.
**Sudha’s pov** She was looking at Rajan, her eyes filled with fear and uncertainty. She was not used to this kind of attention from a man. She was a simple village girl, and this was her first time in the city. She had never been touched by a man other than her husband, and even then, it was always in the dark and with clothes on. She was not sure what to do. She looked at Amit. “What should I do? I can wear the same clothes after the bath.” She said.
Rajan laughed, “guess you don’t understand, the clothes, especially the inner wear must be soaked in the humidity of this city, and I don’t think you should continue wearing them, right Amit?” He looked at Amit.
“Right?” Amit nodded, not wanting to offend their host. Rajan turned back to Sudha. “I have a clean bathrobe you can wear. It's big enough to cover you, don't worry.” He smirked, knowing full well that the robe would barely cover her ass.
Sudha hesitated, then nodded. “Okay, thank you.” She walked towards the bathroom, Rajan's eyes following her every move.
Once she was out of earshot, Rajan turned to Amit. “Make yourself comfortable, Amit. Do you know why I am helping you out?” Rajan asked Amit, his voice low and conspiratorial.
amit looked at him, “because you are a good man?” he ventured.
Rajan chuckled, “could be, but tell me how much money did you lose?” he asked Amit, his eyes gleaming with interest.
Amit looked down, “not much, just enough for the tickets and some food. We were going to stay in a hotel, but now we don’t have any money left.” He said, looking at Sudha. “I am sorry, Sudha, I promised you a memorable birthday, but now I have ruined it.” He said, his voice filled with remorse.
Rajan waved his hand dismissively, “don’t worry about it, Amit. I can help you out. But in return, I need a favor from you.” He said, his voice low and conspiratorial.”tomorrow, I will take you to the mall and let you buy clothes for yourself and Sudha. I will also give you @25000/- to recompense your trouble, and you can treat your wife for her birthday” Rajan said, looking at Amit. Amit looked at him, his eyes wide with surprise. “That’s too much, sir. I can’t accept it.” He said.
Rajan chuckled, “don’t worry about it, Amit. It’s just a small token of my appreciation for your help. Now, let’s get you two something to eat. I’ll order some food for you.” He said, picking up his phone and dialing the number of his favorite restaurant.
Amit went inside to get fresh. Sudha was walking around admiring his house. He opened the French doors and showed her the city view, from his 20th story penthouse. Sudha was afraid to go near the railings. She was afraid of heights. Rajan turned to her” Sudha, you are with me, be brave. Take my hand, and hold it , you won’t feel afraid. Sudha looked at him, her eyes filled with fear. She nodded slowly and took his hand. Rajan led her to the balcony, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked down at the city below, her grip on Rajan's hand tightening. "It's so high," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Rajan smiled at her, his thumb rubbing circles on the back of her hand. "You're safe with me, Sudha. I won't let anything happen to you."
She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his. She could see the sincerity in his eyes, and she felt a warmth spread through her. She trusted him. He took her hand and placed them on the railing. Then he took her other hand and placed that on the railing. He stood behind her, and started showing her the landmarks. Occasionally his hand brushed her shoulders… or he took her hand and pointed out things on the horizon.
**Rajan's POV**
I could feel her body tense up every time I touched her, but she didn't pull away. I wanted to push her boundaries, make her feel things she'd never felt before. I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her ear. "You're so fucking beautiful, Sudha," I whispered, my voice low and husky.
She shivered, her breath hitching in her throat. "Rajan, I... I shouldn't be here with you like this," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
I chuckled, my hand squeezing hers. "Why not? You're a grown woman, Sudha.
You're allowed to enjoy yourself, to feel good," I murmured, my hand sliding down her arm, my fingers brushing against the side of her breast. I could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in short gasps.
She bit her lip, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. "But Amit... he's inside," she whispered, her voice laced with worry and desire.
I smirked, my hand moving to her waist, pulling her closer to me. "He's not going to come out here, trust me. And even if he does, he won't see anything.
I promise you that," I whispered, my lips brushing against her neck, my hand sliding down to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze.
She gasped, her body tensing up. "Rajan, please... I can't... I shouldn't..." she stammered, her voice filled with desire and uncertainty.
I chuckled, my hand moving to the front, my fingers finding the hem of her saree, sliding underneath it, caressing her thigh. "You can, Sudha. You should. You deserve to feel good," I murmured, my fingers inching higher, reaching the edge of her panties.
She moaned softly, her head lolling back against my shoulder. "But...
I'm married," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
I smirked, my fingers slipping under her panties, feeling the heat of her pussy. "So what? You're here with me now, aren't you? You're feeling this, aren't you?" I asked, my fingers sliding through her wet folds, making her gasp.
She moaned softly, her body pressing back against me. "Yes... I am... I can't help it," she admitted, her voice filled with desire.
I chuckled, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing it gently. "Good girl. Now, tell me what you want, Sudha.
**Sudha's POV**
I could feel Rajan's fingers circling my clit, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I had never felt anything like this before. Amit was always quick and rough, never taking the time to explore my body like this. I could feel my panties getting wetter by the second, my breath coming in short gasps.
Rajan's voice was low and husky in my ear, "Tell me what you want, Sudha. Do you want me to keep touching you like this? Do you want to come all over my fingers?"
I bit my lip, my eyes fluttering closed. N n nooo, I whispered. We are married just 6 months back!
I can't do this! I can't cheat on Amit!" I stammered, my body betraying me as my hips bucked against Rajan's hand.
Rajan chuckled, his fingers never stopping their torturous rhythm. "Who said anything about cheating, Sudha? You're not cheating if he doesn't know. And besides, it's just a little fun. Nothing wrong with that, is there?"
I moaned, my head lolling back against his shoulder. His fingers were magic, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel my resolve crumbling.
Rajan took my silence as consent and slipped a finger inside me, making me gasp. Rajan said, do you think anyone in this big bad city offers help without getting something in return? If you say no, I will drop you both out, without a single penny, and you may get noticed and kidnapped for one of the brothels?, think about sleeping with a bunch of men every night, for the rest of your youthful life, and Amit either injured or killed, I am offering you a single night with me!” Rajan whispered in her ear, his voice low and seductive. His fingers continued to work their magic, making Sudha's body writhe against his.
Sudha's breath hitched as she felt Rajan's finger slip inside her, filling her. She bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan.
Rajan chuckled, his fingers moving in and out of her, his thumb rubbing circles on her clit. You deserve to feel good," he murmured, his voice low and husky.”tell me your decision before Amit comes out of his bathroom.” **Sudha's POV**
Rajan's words hung heavy in the air, his fingers still moving inside me, making it hard for me to think straight. I could feel my body betraying me, my hips moving in rhythm with his hand, my breath coming in short gasps.
"Sudha," Rajan whispered, his voice low and commanding. "Tell me what you want. Tell me you want me to fuck you." I could feel the heat spreading through my body, my pussy aching for more. I wanted to say no, I wanted to push him away, but my body had other plans.
I could feel the heat building inside me, my pussy throbbing with need. I looked at Rajan, his eyes dark with desire, his fingers still moving inside me. I took a deep breath, my voice barely above a whisper. "Yes," I said. "I want you to fuck me."
Rajan's eyes flashed with triumph. He pulled his fingers out of me, making me moan in protest. He grabbed my hand and led me to the couch, pushing me down onto it. I lay back, my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short gasps.
Rajan stood over me, his eyes roaming over my body.
we could hear the bathroom door opening and Amit coming out, looking fresh and in one of Ranjan’s night dresses.
Rajan looked at me, and said let me show you the hot water settings. Amit, help yourself to the bar. And walked towards his bedroom. I looked at Amit, he was already looking happy to have access to such exotic alcohol.
He poured himself a glass of scotch and sat down on the couch, his eyes glued to the TV screen. I knew I had to be quick, before he got too drunk or too interested in the TV.
Rajan led me to his bedroom, his hand still holding mine. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, and I knew that I was in for a night I would never forget.
As soon as we entered the bedroom, Rajan pushed me up against the wall, his hands gripping my waist. "I've been wanting to do this all night," he growled, his lips crashing down on mine.
I moaned into his mouth, my hands tangling in his hair.
He tasted like sin, like danger, like everything I shouldn't want but did. His tongue invaded my mouth, exploring every inch, making me feel alive in a way I never had before.
Rajan's hands roamed over my body, squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples through the thin fabric of my saree. I gasped, my back arching as he continued to assault my mouth, his hands moving lower, cupping my ass, pulling me against him. I could feel his hardness pressing against my stomach, and I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him.
He broke the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps. There is a razor on the side, I don’t like hairy pussies, or armpits, he winked. He led me to the bathroom, shut the door, and told me to strip!
I hesitated for a moment, but his eyes were so intense, so commanding, that I found myself obeying without question. I untied my saree, letting it fall to the floor, followed by my blouse and petticoat. I stood before him in my bra and panties, my heart pounding in my chest.
Rajan's eyes roamed over my body, a slow smirk spreading across his face. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," he growled, his voice low and husky. He reached out, his fingers tracing the lace of my bra, making me shiver. "Take it off," he commanded.
I reached behind me, unhooking my bra with trembling fingers.
I let it fall to the floor, my breasts bare to Rajan's hungry gaze. He growled, his hands reaching out to cup my breasts, his thumbs brushing against my nipples, making them harden into peaks.
"Fuck, your tits are perfect," he muttered, his head dipping down to take one into his mouth. I gasped, my hands tangling in his hair as he sucked and licked, his teeth grazing against my sensitive flesh.
I could feel my panties growing wetter by the second, my pussy aching with need. Rajan seemed to sense my desperation, his hand sliding down my stomach, slipping under the waistband of my panties. My bunch of curly hair got entangled in his fingers, and he paused.
if you really want a memorable night, you will remove them when you are finished bathing. He smacked my rump and pushed me into the shower.
"Get cleaned up, Sudha. I want you to be fresh for what I have planned for you tonight. I need all holes ready!" His voice was firm, commanding, and I found myself obeying without question.
I stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading over my body. I could feel Rajan's eyes on me, watching me as I soaped up my body, my hands sliding over my curves. I could see his reflection in the mirror, his eyes dark with desire, his hand stroking his cock through his pants.
I took my time, washing every inch of my body, making sure to remove every trace of hair from my pussy and armpits.
once the hair was removed, he stepped near me and palmed my pussy, hmmm this is how I like my women, he murmured, and walked out. Guess he did not want Amit to be suspicious.
I came out of the bathroom, wrapped in the bathrobe, my body clean and hair wet. Rajan was sitting on the couch, a glass of scotch in his hand, his eyes watching me intently. Amit was passed out on the couch, snoring softly, the TV still on.
Rajan stood up as I approached, his eyes roaming over my body, lingering on the V of the bathrobe. "You look fucking edible," he growled, his voice low and husky. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him, his lips crashing down on mine.
I could taste the scotch on his lips, feel the heat of his body pressing against mine.
His hands roamed over my body, untucking the bathrobe, letting it fall open. He groaned as he saw that I was naked underneath, his hands cupping my breasts, his thumbs brushing against my nipples.
"Fuck, you're so fucking perfect," he muttered, his mouth moving to my neck, his teeth nipping at my skin. I gasped, my hands gripping his shoulders as he lifted me up, carrying me to the bedroom.
He tossed me onto the bed, his eyes never leaving mine as he started to undress. I watched as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his toned chest, his abs contracting with each movement.
He pushed the shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. My eyes roamed over his body, taking in every inch of him. He was even more beautiful than I had imagined.
He kicked off his shoes and unbuckled his belt, his eyes never leaving mine as he pushed his pants down, revealing his hard cock. It was thick and long, the tip already glistening with pre-cum. I licked my lips, my pussy throbbing with desire.
He crawled onto the bed, his body covering mine. His lips found mine again, his tongue invading my mouth, exploring every inch. I could feel his cock pressing against my thigh, and I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer.
he paused. He asked me, I know I am taking advantage of you honey, but tell me baby, what do you want, and how do you want it?” He pressed his cock on my body. There was no doubt about his intentions.
I could feel his cock, hard and ready, pressing against my thigh. I bit my lip, my heart pounding in my chest. I wanted him, I wanted this. I wanted to feel him inside me, filling me, making me feel alive.
"Fuck me, Rajan," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "Please, fuck me." He grabbed my hips, pulling me closer to him. His cock was now pressing against my entrance, the tip already wet with his pre-cum. I could feel the heat of him, the hardness of him, and it sent a shiver down my spine.
“I know baby, I am going to fuck uou, but I want to hear from your lips, HOW?”. This was the first time I was being asked what i wanted. I was always told what to do in bed. I looked at Rajan, his eyes dark with desire, his cock throbbing against me. "I want you to fuck me slow n sensuous, Rajan. I want you to make this night memorable for me." He grabbed my legs, pushing them up and back, opening me up to him. He moved lower, I thought he would be pushing his cock in and grind away to glory! But what was he doing?
He moved lower, his lips trailing down my stomach, his tongue dipping into my belly button. I gasped, my hands gripping the sheets beneath me. He looked up at me, a wicked grin on his face. "You want it slow and sensuous, baby? I can do that," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "But first, I want to taste you."
Before I could respond, his mouth was on me, his tongue licking up my slit, making me moan. He chuckled, his hands gripping my thighs, pushing them further apart. "Fuck, you taste amazing," he growled, his tongue delving deeper, finding my clit and sucking it into his mouth.
“whoa? What sis this? Amit never even looked at my pussy once his cock was inside!” I thought, as some amazing sensations started emanating from the middle of my legs!
Rajan's tongue was like magic, swirling around my clit, flicking it, sucking it, making me squirm and moan. His hands gripped my thighs, holding me in place as he feasted on me, his tongue delving deep inside me, fucking me with it.
"Fuck, Rajan, that feels so good," I moaned, my hands tangling in his hair, holding him against me. He chuckled, the vibrations sending shivers down my spine. "I'm just getting started, baby," he murmured, his tongue moving back to my clit, his fingers joining in, sliding in and out of me, fucking me slowly, as if we had all the time in the world. I had read of eating pussy, but this sensation was exquisite!
Rajan's tongue was like a skilled artist painting a masterpiece on my pussy. He was relentless, his tongue flicking and swirling around my clit, his fingers sliding in and out of me, hitting that sweet spot inside me that made my back arch and my toes curl.
"Fuck, Rajan, I'm going to come," I panted, my hands gripping his hair tighter. He growled, his tongue moving faster, his fingers fucking me harder. "Come for me, baby. I want to taste your cum," he muttered, his voice muffled against my pussy.
And then I was coming, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over me.
Rajan's tongue was relentless, his fingers still moving inside me, drawing out my orgasm, making it last. I could feel my pussy clenching around his fingers, my juices coating them as he continued to lick and suck, his tongue lapping up every last drop.
"Fuck, that was amazing," I panted, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm. Rajan looked up at me, a satisfied smirk on his face. "That was just the appetizer, baby," he said, his voice low and husky. "Now it's time for the next course."
He turned me over. I was confused, what did he mean, next course? I thiuggt he would be fucking me next. I tried to get up.
"What are you doing?" I asked, my voice laced with confusion and a hint of fear. Rajan pushed me back down onto the bed, his hands gripping my hips. "I told you, baby, I'm not done with you yet," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "I want to fuck you in every hole, and I haven't even started with your ass yet."
I gasped, my eyes widening in shock. "My... my ass?" I stammered, my heart pounding in my chest. Amit had never even considered that, and I had never thought about it either. It seemed so... dirty, so taboo.
I had never even considered letting anyone touch me there, let alone fuck me. But Rajan's words sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through my veins.
Rajan's hands gripped my hips, pulling me up onto my knees. I could feel his cock pressing against my ass, hard and ready. He leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear. "You're going to love this, baby," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I promise you that."
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. He pressed me down. I felt his hands caressing my ass cheeks and spread them. I felt his breath on my puckered hole.
I tensed up, my body preparing for the unknown. Rajan chuckled, his hands squeezing my ass cheeks. "Relax, baby," he murmured. "I'm going to make this feel so fucking good for you."
I took a deep breath, trying to relax my body. I felt his tongue then, warm and wet, licking up my ass crack, pausing at my hole. I gasped, my body tensing up again. Rajan's hands gripped my hips, holding me in place. "Shh, just relax," he said, his voice soothing. "Let me get you ready."
His tongue was magic, licking and probing, making me feel things I never thought possible.
I could feel the heat of his breath on my ass, his tongue dipping in and out of my hole, making me squirm and moan. He was taking his time, preparing me, making sure I was ready for what was to come.
"Fuck, Rajan, that feels so good," I moaned, my hands gripping the sheets beneath me. He chuckled, his tongue moving faster, his fingers joining in, sliding in and out of me, hitting that sweet spot inside me that made my back arch and my toes curl.
"Fuck, you're so tight, baby," he growled, his voice low and husky.
his other hand wrapped around my thigh and snaked to the front of my pussy lips. The dual assault, was overwhelming . I was moaning and writhing against him, my body on fire with desire. He was taking his time, teasing me, making me beg for more.
"Fuck, Rajan, please," I panted, my hands gripping his hair tighter. "I need you inside me. Please fuck me."
He chuckled, his fingers still moving slowly, teasingly. "Not yet, baby. I want to make this last," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I want to make you come so many times, you'll lose count."
I moaned in frustration, my body aching with need.
Rajan chuckled, his fingers still moving slowly, teasingly. "Patience, baby," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I want to make this last. I want to make you come so many times, you'll lose count."
His fingers moved faster, his thumb finding my clit, rubbing it in slow circles. I was so close, so ready to come, but Rajan was holding back, making me beg for more.
"Please, Rajan," I panted, my body writhing against his hand. I want to cum!” I cried out, my body trembling with the effort of holding back my orgasm. "Not yet, baby," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "Please, let me come.” And he relented, he pressed his thumb over my hole and invaded my asshole, whispering, “now you can cum how me, darling… ” And I did, I came all over his hand, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over me. I could feel my asshole clenching around his thumb, my pussy gushing with my juices. Rajan groaned, his cock throbbing against my ass. "Fuck, that was so hot," he muttered, his voice ragged. "I need to fuck you now, baby. I need to feel that tight pussy around my cock."
he picked me up and carried me to the couch and sat down pulling me onto his lap, my legs straddling him.
I want you to ease yourself over my cock, baby. You decide the pace.”
“what? I could decide my pace of being fucked?” That was crazy. Amit never even thought about my needs and here a complete stranger, was giving me this kind of choice!
I was speechless. I looked at Rajan, his eyes dark with desire, his cock hard and ready, pressing against my pussy.
I reached down, my hand wrapping around his cock, guiding it to my entrance. I looked at Rajan, his eyes never leaving mine as I slowly lowered myself onto him. I could feel every inch of him, stretching me, filling me. I gasped, my hands gripping his shoulders as I took him all the way in.
Fuck, you're so big," I moaned, my head falling back. Rajan's hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh. "You feel fucking amazing, baby," he growled, his voice low and husky. "Now ride me. Show me what you've got."
I took a deep breath, my body still adjusting to his size. I started to move, my hips rising and falling, sliding up and down his cock. I could feel every ridge, every vein, as I took him in and out of me. It was intense, overwhelming, and I could feel my body already building towards another orgasm.
"Fuck, yes, baby.
Just like that," Rajan groaned, his hands gripping my hips, helping me set the pace. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, stretching me, filling me completely. I was on fire, my body alive with sensation, my pussy clenching around him with each movement.
I was riding him, my hips moving up and down, my body bouncing on his lap. I could feel the sweat on my skin, the heat of his body, the raw power of his cock inside me. It was primal, it was animalistic, and it was fucking amazing.
"Fuck, you're so tight, baby," Rajan growled, his voice low and husky.
"I can feel every inch of you, squeezing my cock." His hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he started to move with me, his cock thrusting up to meet my downward movements.
I moaned, my head falling back, my hands gripping his shoulders. "Yes, fuck me, Rajan," I panted, my body moving in sync with his. "Fuck me hard."
Rajan's eyes flashed with desire, his grip on my hips tightening. "You want it hard, baby? I'll give you hard," he muttered, his voice ragged. He started to move faster, his cock slamming into me, making me gasp with each thrust.
I could feel every inch of him, his cock hitting that sweet spot inside me, making me moan and writhe against him. His hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he pounded into me, his body slapping against mine.
"Fuck, yes, Rajan," I moaned, my hands gripping his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin. "Fuck me hard. Make me come." "You like that, baby? You like it hard and rough?" he growled, his voice low and husky.
"Fuck, yes," I panted, my body moving in time with his.
and then he did something I was not expecting, he bent down on my breast, and sucked it in, hard, so hard, I knew I would be bruised. And then he bit me!
I gasped, my body tensing as a sharp pain shot through my breast. Rajan looked up at me, his eyes dark with desire, his teeth still buried in my flesh. "Fuck, that's hot," he growled, his voice low and husky. "I love it when you're a little pain slut."
I moaned, my body still adjusting to the sensation. It was a mix of pleasure and pain, a raw, primal feeling that sent shivers down my spine. I could feel my pussy clenching around his cock, my body responding to the intense stimulation.
Rajan's teeth released my breast, his tongue licking the sensitive skin, soothing the pain. I moaned, my body still trembling from the unexpected sensation.
"Fuck, Rajan," I panted, my hands gripping his shoulders. "That was... that was intense." He chuckled, his hands moving to my ass, gripping it tightly. "You liked it, didn't you, baby?" he murmured, his voice low and husky. "You liked the pain." I had never felt anything like that before, but there was something about it, something primal and raw that made me feel alive. And he moved to the next breast! I knew it would be painful, I knew I won’t be able to face Amit, and I knew I was not going to stop him! What kind of woman does that?
I thought, as Rajan's teeth sank into my other breast, the sharp pain making me gasp. But there was something about it, something that sent a jolt of pleasure through my body, making my pussy clench around his cock. I could feel the heat of his mouth on my skin, the wetness of his tongue as he soothed the pain, making me moan. "Fuck, Rajan," I panted, my body still trembling from the sensation. "That was... that was fucking hot." He grinned at me, his eyes gleaming with lust. "You're a natural at this, baby. You like a little pain with your pleasure, don't you?" I had never thought of myself as someone who would enjoy pain during sex, but there was something about Rajan, something that made me want to explore these new sensations with him. "Yes," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I think I do."
Rajan's grin widened, his hands moving to my ass, squeezing it tightly. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice low and husky.
"I knew you were a little slut at heart." He stood up, lifting me with him, my legs wrapping around his waist. He carried me back to the bedroom, his cock still buried deep inside me. I could feel every inch of him, and he continued picking me up and pushing me down on his cock in this standing position. I never even knew this was possible! I held on tighter, my arms around his neck.
“do you like this position, slutty Sudha? He smirked.
"You like it when I call you a slut, don't you, baby? You like it when I fuck you like a dirty little whore." His words were like a drug, making my body ache with desire. I nodded, my eyes locked onto his. "Yes, Rajan. I fucking love it." He growled, his hands gripping my ass tighter, his cock thrusting into me with renewed vigor. "Good girl," he muttered, his voice low and husky. "Now let's see how much you can take."
He walked to the door, and opened it, clenching on Amit. I was alarmed worried Amit would have woken up, and then rajan moved his middle finger into my asshole, and told me, cum for me baby, scream my name!
this was so sudden, a sharp pain started in my anus, and I was not ready for this, but I was so turned on, I started to scream, “Rajan, fuck me harder, harder, harder!” I was screaming at the top of my lungs, my body shaking with pleasure and pain. Rajan was pounding into me, his cock slamming into me with such force that I could feel every inch of him, stretching me, filling me completely. His finger was still in my ass, moving in and out in sync with his cock, the sensation overwhelming and intense.
I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing as waves of pleasure washed over me.
Rajan's cock was pounding into me, his finger still moving in and out of my ass, the sensation overwhelming and intense. I could feel my pussy clenching around him, my body on fire with desire.
"Fuck, Rajan, I'm going to come," I panted, my hands gripping his shoulders. "Please, let me come." He growled, his cock slamming into me with renewed vigor. Scream my name. Let me hear you come." His words were like a trigger, sending me over the edge. I screamed, my body convulsing as my orgasm hit me like a freight train.
"Rajan!" I cried out, my voice hoarse with pleasure. "Fuck, Rajan, I'm coming!" He groaned, his cock throbbing inside me as he felt my pussy clenching around him. "Fuck, yes, baby," he growled, his voice low and husky. "Come for me. Come all over my cock."
I could feel my juices gushing out of me, coating his cock as he continued to pound into me. I was a mess, my body shaking and trembling as I rode out my orgasm.
Rajan's cock was still buried deep inside me, his finger still moving in and out of my ass, the sensation still overwhelming and intense. I could feel my pussy clenching around him, my body still sensitive and alive with pleasure.
Rajan's eyes were locked onto mine, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Fuck, that was amazing, baby," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "You're so fucking hot when you come." He pulled his finger out of my ass, making me gasp at the sudden loss of sensation. "But I'm not done with you yet," he said, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
He carried me to the bed, laying me down gently. I could feel his cock, still hard and ready, pressing against my thigh. He moved his body over mine, his hands gripping my wrists and pinning them above my head. I could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his cock, and it sent a shiver down my spine.
"Please, Rajan," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I want you inside me again." He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with lust. “I am going to have just this one night of debauchery before I become the prim n proper Amit’s wife, so show me more of what this tool of yours can do, I whispered.
Rajan’s grin widened, his eyes gleaming with lust. “You want more, baby? You want me to fuck you like a dirty little slut?” I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yes, please,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I want you to fuck me like you own me. I want you to make me scream your name.” Rajan’s grin turned into a wicked smirk, his eyes darkening with desire. “You got it, baby,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll be screaming my name all night long.” He moved his body over mine, his cock pressing against my entrance. But then he flipped me on my tummy, and moved a cushion under my belly.
He lifted my hips up and spread my legs wide apart. I felt so exposed, so vulnerable. I could feel the cool air on my pussy and asshole. I felt his hands caressing my ass cheeks, spreading them apart. I could feel his breath on my puckered hole.
"Relax, baby," Rajan murmured, his voice low and soothing. "I'm going to make this feel so fucking good for you. I promise." His fingers were gentle as they traced the crease of my ass, making me shiver. I took a deep breath, trying to relax my body, to let go of my inhibitions. Rajan's fingers moved to my pussy, spreading my lips, his thumb finding my clit and rubbing it in slow circles. I moaned, my body already responding to his touch.
"Fuck, you're so wet, baby," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "You want this, don't you? You want me to fuck your tight little asshole." I nodded, my body aching with need. Please," I whispered, my voice barely audible.
"Please, Rajan. I want you to fuck me. I want you to take me like you own me."
Rajan's eyes darkened with desire, his hands gripping my hips. "You want me to fuck your tight little asshole, don't you, baby?" "You want me to make you scream my name while I pound your ass like a dirty little slut?"
I nodded, my body trembling with anticipation. Please. I want you to fuck me. I want you to make me feel like a dirty little slut."
Rajan's grin turned into a wicked smirk, his eyes gleaming with lust.
"You want it rough, baby? You want me to fuck your tight little asshole until you can't take it anymore?" I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. "Yes, please," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I want you to fuck me hard. I want you to make me scream."
Rajan chuckled, his hands gripping my hips tighter. "You're going to love this, baby," he muttered, his voice low and husky. I could feel the head of his cock pressing against my asshole, and I tensed up. Rajan's hands squeezed my ass cheeks, spreading them wider.
I could feel the cool air on my puckered hole, and then his tongue was there, warm and wet, licking up and down my crack. I gasped, my body tensing at the unexpected sensation. "Relax, baby," he murmured, his voice low and soothing. "I'm going to get you ready for my cock."
His tongue continued to explore, circling my hole, pressing against it, making me squirm and moan. I could feel my body starting to relax, my muscles loosening as he worked his magic with his tongue.
Rajan's hands gripped my ass cheeks, spreading them wider as he continued to lick and probe my asshole. I could feel the heat of his breath, the wetness of his tongue, and it was driving me wild.
"Fuck, that feels so good," I moaned, my hands gripping the sheets beneath me. Rajan chuckled, his tongue moving faster, his fingers joining in, sliding in and out of me, stretching me, preparing me for what was to come.
"Fuck, baby, you taste so fucking good," he growled, his voice low and husky.
Rajan's cock pressed against my asshole again, the head pushing against the tight ring of muscle. I tensed up, my body preparing for the invasion.
"Relax, baby," he murmured, his voice soothing. "I'm going to go slow. Rajan's cock pushed against my asshole again, the head slipping inside. I gasped at the sudden intrusion, my body tensing up again.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Rajan muttered, his voice ragged. "Just relax, baby.
Let me in," Rajan coaxed, his voice low and steady. His cock was still pressing against my asshole, the head buried halfway inside me. I could feel the stretch, the burn, but it was also an intense sensation that sent shivers down my spine.
Rajan's hands moved to my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he started to push forward, his cock sliding deeper into my ass. I moaned, my body tensing as I felt him filling me, stretching me. It was a mix of pleasure and pain, a raw, primal feeling that made my body ache with desire.
I could feel every inch of him, his cock stretching me, filling me completely. I moaned, my hands gripping the sheets beneath me as Rajan continued to push forward, his cock sliding deeper into my ass. "You feel so fucking good." I wanted more. I wanted him to fuck me hard, to make me scream his name.
"Please, Rajan," I panted, my body writhing beneath him. "Fuck me harder.
Please, Rajan, I need more," I begged, my voice hoarse with desire. Rajan's grip on my hips tightened, his cock sliding deeper into my ass with each thrust. I could feel every inch of him, stretching me, filling me completely. The pain was intense, but so was the pleasure. It was a raw, primal feeling that sent shivers down my spine. "I can feel your asshole squeezing my cock. You like that, don't you? You like it when I fuck your tight little asshole?" I nodded, my body writhing beneath him.
I fucking love it. Please, don't stop. Fuck me harder." Rajan's eyes darkened with desire, his cock sliding deeper into my ass with each thrust. "Your asshole is squeezing my cock so fucking good." He leaned forward, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he started to move faster, his cock slamming into me with renewed vigor.
His hands moved to my breasts, his fingers pinching and twisting my nipples, making me gasp in pain and pleasure.
"Fuck, Rajan," I panted, my hands gripping the sheets beneath me. "Please, don't stop. I need more." He chuckled, his cock still moving inside me, his fingers still playing with my nipples. "You're a greedy little slut, aren't you, baby?" "You want more?
You want me to fuck you harder?" Rajan growled, his voice low and husky. His cock was still buried deep in my ass, his fingers still pinching and twisting my nipples. I could feel my body responding to his touch, my pussy aching with need. "Yes," I panted, my body writhing beneath him. "Please, fuck me harder. Rajan's eyes flashed with desire, his hands moving to my hips, gripping them tightly. "You want to come, baby? You want me to make you come while I fuck your tight little asshole?" "Yes," I moaned, my body already on the edge.
and at that time, the door opened and I saw Amit standing there, dazed, surprised to see his wife being taken like a bitch in heat!
Rajan didn't stop, he just looked at Amit and smirked, "like what you see, Amit?” he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Amit was frozen in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Sudha, what are you doing?" he stammered, his voice barely audible. I couldn't answer, my body was too consumed with the pleasure and pain that Rajan was inflicting on me. Rajan's cock was still buried deep inside my ass, his fingers still pinching and twisting my nipples, making me moan and writhe beneath him.
Amit's presence had only added fuel to the fire, my body responding to the taboo nature of the situation. I could see the shock and disbelief in Amit's eyes, but I couldn't stop. I didn't want to stop.
"Fuck, Amit's here," Rajan growled, his voice low and husky. "Does that turn you on, baby? Does it make you want to come even harder?" I nodded, my body already on the edge. "Yes," I panted, my hands gripping the sheets beneath me. Make me come while he watches."
and tell me who fucks u better? Makes u feel fulfilled?” Ranjan asked.
Amit was still frozen in shock, his eyes darting between me and Rajan. I could see the anger and betrayal in his eyes, but I also saw something else - a spark of desire. Rajan's hands moved to my throat, his fingers wrapping around it, squeezing gently. "Answer him, Sudha," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "Tell him who fucks you better." I could feel my body responding to his touch, his words, the situation. I was on fire, my pussy aching with need. "You do," I whispered, my voice barely audible.
"You fuck me better, Rajan." Amit's eyes widened in shock, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Rajan chuckled, his fingers still wrapped around my throat, his cock still buried deep in my ass. "That's right, baby," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I make you feel things you've never felt before. I make you come harder than anyone else." He started to move again, his cock sliding in and out of my ass, his fingers still squeezing my throat.
"You're a fucking slut, aren't you, Sudha?" "You love it when I fuck you like a dirty little whore, don't you?" "Yes," I panted, my voice barely audible. "I love it. I love it when you fuck me like this." "You're a fucking slut, Sudha," he muttered, his voice low and steady. "You're my fucking slut. And your body belongs to me! Describe to Amit what my cock is doing to you, darling?” Rajan commanded, his voice laced with dominance. I hesitated for a moment, my eyes flicking to Amit's shocked face. But the sight of him standing there, watching us, only served to fuel the fire burning inside me.
"His... his cock is in my ass," I stammered, my voice barely audible. "He's fucking me hard, Amit. He's stretching me, filling me completely." I could see Amit's Adam's apple bob as he swallowed hard, his eyes wide with disbelief. Rajan's fingers tightened around my throat, his cock slamming into me with renewed vigor.
"Tell him how it feels, baby," he growled, his voice low and husky.
"Tell him how my cock feels in your tight little asshole." I took a deep breath, my body still trembling from the intense sensation. "It feels... it feels so fucking good," I panted, my voice barely audible. "Your cock is so big, Rajan. It's stretching me, filling me completely. I can feel every inch of you." Rajan's eyes darkened with desire, his cock slamming into me with renewed vigor. "That's right, baby," he muttered, his voice low and steady. "You're taking my cock like a good little slut. You're taking it like you were made for it." I moaned, my body writhing beneath him.
"Fuck, Rajan, you're going to make me come." Rajan's eyes flashed with desire, his fingers still squeezing my throat. "That's right, baby," he growled, his voice low and husky. He started to move faster, his cock slamming into me with renewed vigor.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I panted, my hands gripping the sheets beneath me. "I'm coming, Rajan. I'm coming so fucking hard." Rajan's fingers tightened around my throat, his cock still pounding into me.
"Fuck, Rajan, I'm coming," I cried out, my voice hoarse with pleasure. Rajan's eyes flashed with desire, his cock slamming into me with renewed vigor.
"Come for me, baby," he muttered, his voice low and steady. "Come all over my cock." I could feel my pussy clenching around him, my body convulsing as my orgasm hit me like a freight train. I screamed, my voice echoing through the room.
My body convulsed, my pussy clenching around his cock as I rode out the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. Rajan grunted, his body tensing as he felt my pussy milking his cock. He pulled out of me, his cock glistening with my juices, and I could see the veins pulsing on his shaft as he stroked himself.
"Fuck, that was amazing," he panted, his eyes locked onto mine. "You're such a fucking dirty slut, Sudha." He moved to the edge of the bed, his cock still in his hand, and I could see the precum beading at the tip.
now you know what to do, Sudha? You lick my cock clean!
this was too much for me. I knew I had to go back to Amit. I started feeling guilty. Oh what had come over me!
“a a Amit, I am sorry!” I blurted.
“I’m sorry, Amit. I don’t know what came over me. I was just so confused and overwhelmed.”
Amit stood there, his eyes still wide with shock, but I could see the anger slowly replacing the disbelief. “You don’t know what came over you? You let him fuck you like a whore in our own bed! You let him choke you and call you a dirty slut!”
I felt a pang of guilt, but also a strange sense of arousal. The way Amit was speaking to me, the way he was looking at me, it was like he was turned on by the whole situation. I could see his cock straining against his pants, and I knew he was hard.
Ranjan spoke, Amit, you were not able to satisfy her needs, I was able to. She will stay here with me, an d you have to go back and get your widowed sister in law, rakhi, by tomorrow, if you want your wife back! Now go!!!!
" Rajan barked at Amit, his voice laced with dominance. Amit hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting between me and Rajan, then he turned and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. I could hear his footsteps retreating down the hall, and then the front door slamming shut.
I was left alone with Rajan, my body still trembling from the intense orgasm he had just given me. He was still sitting on the edge of the bed, his cock still in his hand, glistening with my juices.
"Come here, Sudha," he commanded, his voice low and steady. Lick me clean, and take rest, we have a couple days before you go back to your normal wifely duties… " Rajan's eyes gleamed with lust as he watched me crawl towards him on my hands and knees, my body still trembling from the intense orgasm he had just given me.
I could see his cock, still hard and glistening with my juices, as I moved closer to him. I could smell the scent of sex in the air, a mix of my pussy and his cock, and it made my mouth water.
"Fuck, you look so hot like this," he muttered, his voice low and husky. "On your knees, ready to serve me." I could feel my pussy clenching at his words, my body responding to his dominance.
I reached out, wrapping my hand around his cock, feeling the heat and the hardness of him. I looked up at him, our eyes locking as I leaned in, my tongue snaking out to lick the head of his cock.
"Fuck, yes," he groaned, his hand moving to the back of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair. "Lick it clean, baby. Taste yourself on my cock."
I could feel the salty sweetness of our combined juices as I licked and sucked, my tongue swirling around the head of his cock, cleaning him off.