I was sitting on the bed in my jockeys. Kirti was now naked except for her panties. I knew she wanted sex because she let me see her bare breasts. She had a funny smile as she sat next to me on the bed, a funny, wild smile.
“Tell me you favorite sexual fantasy again,” she said.
I quivered. She had never asked this question before, never.
“Which one?” I asked, although I knew exactly which one she meant.
She dragged her nails over my bare leg. “You know which one.”
“I want you to have sex with another man. I want him to impregnate you. I want to watch or I want you to come home and tell me about it.” I gasped it out, my voice squeaky. Sweat started to flow from me.
“Tell me yours now,” I asked. Kirti would never discuss her fantasies. I knew tonight was going to be different. She was dying to tell me. She gave me a coquettish gaze, looking up from under her lashes.
“Oh, mine is almost the same as yours. In mine, a strong man takes me in a situation where I have little choice about it. You watch sometimes. Sometimes, I tell you about it. He fucks me. His dick is big and long and thick and so very hard. He fucks me all he wants to. He fucks me and makes me pregnant.”
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She was wild, digging her fingernails into my thigh. She leaned over conspiratorially.
“More than that, he makes me his slut. Me, Avinash, me. Little, sweet, shy Kirti. I become his slut, relishing in his control of me, loving every minute of the sex, doing whatever he wants anytime he wants.”
“Why did you never tell me that?”
She ignored my question, standing and walking away. She spun to face me again, hands on hips, pelvis thrust forward. You are reading this amazing office sex story of how an Indian wife is used well by Boss on desi bahu dot com.
“I know what it will take to get you the promotion,” she said.
“Mr. Rehman wants me. He wants to fuck me.”
I started to quiver. I could tell Kirti was very sexually excited, more excited than I had ever seen her, even on the honeymoon. Her nipples were hard and I could see the dark stain of honey dew on her panties. Her eyes glittered as she sat by me again. Her hand slid up my leg to feel the erection in my shorts.
“I want to fuck him. I want him to take me. I want him to make me his slut. You would like that, Avinash, wouldn’t you? You would like your sweet wife to fuck your boss and for you to get the promotion. Think of it, Avinash. Think of Mr. Rehman, your boss, between my legs, fucking me, fucking me so hard. Think of his hot cum flooding my ravaged pussy. Think of his virile sperm seizing my eggs, making me pregnant. You would like that, wouldn’t you?”
Her hand was rubbing my cock hard now. I could not hold back. You are reading this amazing office sex story of how an Indian wife is used well by Boss on desi bahu dot com.
“Oh, Avinash, you are excited. You came in your shorts. I want you to get hard again and cum in me, Avinash. I want you to cum in me as I tell you my fantasy.”
I was hard in an instant. Kirti stripped off her panties and shoved them in my face, giving me a deep smell of her delicious odors. She lay on her back and pulled me between her legs as our eyes locked together. I was moving slowly in and out.
“Mr. Rehman is my fantasy, Avinash. He tells me I will do as he says. If I do, you get a big raise. If I don’t, you get fired. I have no choice. But, if I had a choice, it would be him. I want him to father my baby. I want my belly fat with his baby. So, I let him have me. And, oh, Avinash, he really has me! His cock is big, very big, and very hard. He fucks my pussy so good, so good.”
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By now, Kirti was sweating profusely, her speech slurred, her nails deep in my back, her legs tight around me. Our breathing was ragged. I fought to hold back from cumming again.
“Then, he rolls me over and fucks my ass. He is not gentle. He just rams that big prick in me. I scream from the pain but it starts to feel good, as good as getting my pussy fucked. Then, I had an orgasm from his big cock in my ass. I can feel you, Avinash. I can tell you are ready to shoot. Cum, Avinash! Cum in me! Cum in me thinking of your sweet little wife getting royally fucked by your boss, of his seed growing in me.”
She screamed and started bucking. I could not hold back any longer. My cock had never been that hard that long. I exploded in her. As we lay cooling together, Kirti said softly, “I intend to live my fantasy, Avinash. I am going to fuck your boss. I am going to bear his baby and, if he will have me, I am going to be his slut.”
She slipped out of bed. I heard her make a phone call from the living room. When she returned, I asked what she did.
“I called Mr. Rehman. He will explain it to you in the morning. Now, go to sleep.”
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