When she came back into the living room he was sitting in front of the television watching Sun TV.
“Come, sit over here. ” He was indicating his lap. She hesitated for a moment, acutely conscious of her nudity but then relented. He placed his cock at her pussy and wanted her to sit on it but the cock was limp after the discharge and did not go in.
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Nevertheless as soon as she was on his lap his hands started caressing her again.
Half an hour later the smoldering fires began to burn again. But this time he wanted it differently…to come in her mouth. She had never performed fellatio, not even with Amit. It was perverse… something that you can read only in those English paperbacks. Certainly, she can’t do it.
“I won’t do that. ” She stood her ground.
Moments of his ecstasy he will not be able to hold onto her. Wanting to get over the whole thing she started to suck him vigorously.
The pressure of his hand on her head increased…she could feel his approaching orgasm. He was hard and huge inside her mouth. She started choking and gasped for air but there was no respite. She knew it was time to pull away…this would be the last time she would suck him in. He moved swiftly catching her unaware. His hands moved to the back of her head and powerfully pulled her to his groin. It was as if he knew from the very beginning what she had in mind. Tightly pressed against his groin, she was suffocating. She struggled to free herself, but he was too strong for her. Then suddenly he relaxed, allowing her to create just enough space to breathe. It was only a brief respite. The next instant she was again forced against his groin. As his penis hit the back of her throat he exploded. She had no other way but to gulp down his secretions to prevent herself from choking. When he released her she fell back, heaving a sigh of relief. Her cheeks and chin were covered with his semen that had escaped her mouth. Almost immediately she started retching and rushed to the bathroom, somehow managing to reach the wash basin, before throwing up. That gave her immediate relief from the nausea. When she looked up she found Bhasu standing beside her. She offered no resistance as he took her in his arms and gently ran his fingers through her hair to comfort her.
“Are you comfortable now?” He whispered. She nodded yes.
Bhasu helped her to clean up before leading her back to the living room. He helped her onto one of the sofas and then sat opposite her.
“Take it easy. ” Soon they were engrossed in the television.
“Okay its time. ” His words startled her bringing her attention back from the television.
“Come here on your knees. ” He ordered, opening his legs.
“Bhasu! Please don’t force me to do that again. I have never done that before. ”
“Okay, Okay. ” He seemed to understand and walked over to her.
She didn’t even get the time to flinch as he slapped her hard. Tears and stars sprang to her eyes.
He went back to the sofa.
“How many times do I have to tell you that your preferences don’t count. You don’t know your preferences, anyway. Just follow my orders and soon you will start enjoying it. Now crawl over here and you better keep it down this time. ” He threatened…
This time there was no nausea. When it was over she sat down on the floor, her head on his thigh – only inches away from his now satiated manhood. She felt too embarrassed to even look up at him. He knew how to have his way with a woman, there can be no doubt about it.
Anita looked at her watch and jumped. It was time for Varsha and Vipin to return home. Hurriedly she extricated herself from his embrace and got to her feet.
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“Bhasu you have to go now. It’s time my son and daughter returned from school. ”
“Let me kiss you there one more time. ” He was looking straight at her naked crotch. “You look very nice when you are naked. Do you trim the hair there yourself or does your husband do it?”Anita remained quiet.
“Okay go there, stretch your arms overhead. Let me examine you. No hair under the arms, nice, very nice. A Mangalsutra in your neck. Good earrings. A diamond nose pin. A golden girdle around your waist, very expensive, no!But nice. Turn around. Oh nothing in your asshole. All it needs is a tight slap. Turn around again. Glass bangles on one wrist and gold one in the other along with a watch. And a combination of silver anklets and chain along with small toe rings. Nice red nail polish on your hands and toes. This is the way I want to see you when I come to … you tomorrow. You want to get… badly?Remember nothing else or else?” He said sneeringly
“You are nice to look at and nice to fuck. But we have missed out on one important thing.”said Bhasu “God!” Thought Anita. “Now what is it?”She was exasperated.. “Come closer, very close.” Anita complied. Bhasu too stripped quickly. “Now stand on your toes, cup your breasts and keep your nipples on mine.” Anita hesitated. “No! Why all this. You have had sex with me. Now why all this?”
“Shut up. Do it and you won’t get hurt. Or else you will get hurt and then do it. And don’t say that I had sex with you. Say that I fucked you” She stood on tip toe and placed her large pink nipples on Bhasu’s brown. He cupped both her buttocks and pulled her closer to him. However because of the difference in height his cock could not enter Anita’s pussy. It just kept pushing on the mound of her sparse pubic hair. “Now kiss me as you kiss your husband. Suck my tongue. Take your hands behind my head.” Anita wondered whether he would ever go. Since she wanted him to go early she was complying with his instructions willingly. She darted her tongue inside his mouth, found his tongue and sucked at it wildly. This again set her body on fire and gave Bhasu an erection again. “Good. One last thing. Get your cordless phone. Quick.” Anita picked it from the nearby cabinet. “Lie down. Open your legs”He then placed his cock at the tip of her ass-hole, and kept her ankle on his shoulder. With the wild kisses given by Anita his cock was rock hard again. “No, not in there.”Anita pleaded. Bhasu’s cock was slippery and placed just at the tip of her ass-hole. He kept his hands near Anita’s belly button and pulled her but the hole was too tight. ‘Please don’t put it there. It will be painful.’ Anita was almost begging him. “Well, okay your choice bring your hand and keep it wherever you want it.” Cursing Bhasu under her breath she held his cock and kept it at the opening of her pussy. “Now dial your husband.”
“Why?”Anita pleaded. “If you want to fuck me, do so. Why bring my husband into it?”
“Do as I say. Why do I have to repeat myself once you know that you have to do it. If you delay your children will come and they will not be too happy to see you like this.” Anita dialed Amit. As soon as she said hello Bhasu thrust his cock in. “Hi, love. How are you” Amit said. “Fine!” Anita replied. As the conversation proceeded Bhasu kept thrusting his cock in very slowly till it was fully embedded in Anita’s pussy. His strokes were also discreet. All the while he kept pulling her nipples and also nibbling at them. He withdrew only after the conversation ended, wiped the cum over her breasts and proceeded to get dressed. “Remember. Tomorrow. Now the pussy kiss.”
She came over and opened her thighs, allowing him to kiss her sex. He opened the lips of her pussy and darted his tongue inside. “The good part is that your pussy lips are visible even without opening them and Lakshmi has such a bush of hair there. You have seen her bush there?”