Desi big boobs wife fucks old servant – Part 2

Hello friends? I am back! In the first part of the story you read how my domestic servant got the first taste of my wife in the kitchen. I am really overwhelmed by the response from all of you and I want to give you all a big THANKS. I had never imagined that my simple story would please you all so much. As promised by me I have sent Manasi’s snap to all who requested me. I am continuing the story hoping that it will provide more pleasure to you all. Hindi Sex stories (Part 1) – Big boobs wife fucked by Servants

And now to continue-

It was a good thing that I knew the plans made by Ashraful our servant. He wanted to enjoy my young, beautiful wife alone in his private room without interferences. I did not want to be a spoil sport nor did I want to miss the fun so I spent a good sum of money to install some Infrared (ability to see even if the lights were off) CCTV cameras with microphone in all the rooms including the servant’s shed. I had them concealed appropriately. For this reason I am able to relate to you the facts behind the scenes.

Manasi, having promised Ashraful to meet him in his room had to plan up an excuse to give me for going out alone at night. I was inwardly elated, wondering how my wife would plan it all out. All throughout the day I pretended to be busy with work but I noticed her carefully. She was pensive and moody, quite jittery from her crude but rather erotic encounter the previous night. Obviously she had enjoyed what had transpired between her and the servant.

At around 6 PM she came up to me and said “dear I got to tell you something.” “Sure” I replied, excited hoping that my over excitement would not show. “You know Rupa, my friend, her husband has gone on a tour and she wants me to go and spend the night with her,” she told me having planned it all out. “The main reason is that her kid is not well and we will be taking her to the doctor.” The plan was undoubtedly brilliant! “My-my you have to be with her then” I pretended to be rather serious. So this was her clever ruse!

Manasi selected a black g-string bikini and I recognized it instantly. I had presented it to her from Mumbai. It was sleeveless, backless and cut very low in front. The straps were merely strings and all in all it was nothing more than a bra. The blouse was infact a G-string top which hardly covered anything. Her boobs were almost revealed fully in this thing except the nipples. Next she wore an equally flimsy panty consisting of strings and a black triangular patch in front. Over this bikini she donned a transparent white silk saree. “Wow! she looked nude gorgeous and irresistible a real sex-bomb or an item-girl. I could not help wondering what would be the implications if I sent her out like that on a crowded bus or to a party or picnic with my friends. What excited me more was the fact that she had always been hesitant to wear this dress before me, complaining that it was too tiny, but now she was wearing it for the servant. I was sure the old guy would be totally floored once he saw her in this stunning outfit! Like a good wife she covered herself in a big shawl when she came to me to bid farewell. I pretended that I was totally unconcerned about the reality of her plans.

The servant’s shed was on the boundary of the compound, quite a distance from the house and it was not possible to see whether she went to the shed or out through the gate into the street so the stage was ideally set for her. Ashraful opened the door. I saw on camera that she had removed the shawl somewhere on the way and she was showing herself in full glory to him. The saree too was partially down revealing a good portion of her boobs. He was smiling, eyes lighting up in joy, sticking to her delightfully open bosom. He closed the door and hugged her from behind. “Thanks for coming, memsaab” he repeated over and over again. His hands groped her boobs from behind. He discovered that his play-balls were almost naked and he went wild! No words were spoken. He was just mauling her breasts like a mad man, as though he was continuing his previous night’s adventure. I could see Manasi stand there as if hypnotized and her eyes closing impulsively as she let the sex-hungry man rove his hands over her. “Memsaab, I love you,” he hissed. “Call me Manasi” I heard her say. “Oooo Manasi darling…. “he muttered over his breath. He squeezed her boobs crudely for a long time making the most of the opportunity.

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After about 10 minutes of manipulation he removed the saree from her shoulders and that is when he saw her bra-like wear. “Wow Manasi,” he beamed, “you are dressed lovely, this is enough for you what is the saree for?” saying so he started to unwind her saree. In an instant Manasi stood before him in only the g-string bikini and he ogled at her lewdly. “This is how I want you all the time dear” he stated. “You better get dressed in this way for me always and not a stitch more” he remarked more like an order. Manasi nodded but he wasn’t satisfied. “Answer me! I told you I like a talking woman” he barked crudely, “OK Ashrafulji Ill dress as you say” she replied. “That’s better now come and sleep with me” he invited her leading her to his bed. He didn’t even allow her to pick up the saree, he held her waist and took her to the bed.

After they sat down on the dirty disheveled bed he brought out a bottle from under his bed. It was cheap, local liquor. “Take some” he ordered and pushed the bottle to her mouth. Manasi was not adept to such drinks but he forcibly held her by her hair and made her swallow a lot of it. She chocked and spluttered but she was defenseless against him. He made her drink almost a quarter of it. The idea was clear. He wanted her drunk. He thrust one hand around her gripping her boobs and took a few swigs himself and then pulling her onto him he fed her more liquor. He was kneading her breasts with rude force. “Please Ashrafulji, slowly” she begged. “ Come on Manasi you are not a little girl but a full woman and you should know how to offer your boobs to a man” he told her. She gave up and just bit her lips as he mauled her soft mounds. After about six minutes she was feeling sexed-up, tipsy and was a bit intoxicated, which I could make out. She swayed in his arms as if in a stupor. Slowly he rolled her onto the bed and ripped off her bra and panty rendering her fully naked for him. He thrust a dirty high pillow under her buttocks to raise her to a suitable height. Then like a tormented animal in heat, he mounted her between her legs.

He was ready with his thick, coal-black fully erect and pulsating like a hungry snake. “Spread your legs wide” he ordered her and take your chocolate.” Manasi obeyed. She closed her eyes, spread her legs wide as possible to accommodate the huge black man and with one hand she guided the pole to her pussy. I was sure it was wet because I had enough experience with Manasi to tell that she was ready to receive him. “Wait,” he cried suddenly as if something had gone wrong,“look at me Manasi, I want to see your eyes.” He was a professional. Although he was from a low class he knew how to reap pleasure of a woman. I realized that he was a womanizer and a sexual expert who knew how to take pleasure and how to manipulate his female. His next words confirmed my views. “I like to see you taking in my cock.”

He thrust his palms under her gripping her buttocks and rammed her hard. He wanted to insert in a single stroke. First time Manasi gasped, her polished finger nails digging into his shoulders. It did not go in fully – it was that big, but in the second thrust he lodged it fully into her. All the while Manasi looked at his face blushing in shame and a feeling of degradation. Her body shuddered to accommodate him inside her. She let out sobs of love as the huge guy entered and defiled her. Every inch of his phallus was buried into her cunt and I could assume that he had opened up her pussy like never before. The pillow under her buttocks helped to offer her cunt completely to him. The huge beast sank into her soft body thoroughly pinning her to the dirty bed. His hands now crept to her boobs he gripped them hard and slept with his face beside her cheeks. He was not moving yet. I was sure he was enjoying the feel of her hot pussy tightening around his shaft. He groaned as if in acknowledgement to my thoughts. “Aaaaaa gggrrrr.”

All of a sudden everything was still like a lull before a storm. “Aaaaah that feels good” he stammered. I was shocked! Manasi was indulging in Kaam Yog or the skills of Kama Yoga! (I had made her an exponent of this unique art of Kama Yog, where a woman learns or rather practices to manipulate her cunt around a man’s inserted cock. For more details and insights on Kaam Yog techniques readers are requested to contact me.) Repeated performance with me had made her quite capable in this art form.

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