Power Player: Welcome to His World
Korben Hunter
Power Player
Welcome to His World
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications, 2022
Table Of Contents
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 – Kartik Meets Rohan
Chapter 2 – Manushi Takes a Nap
Chapter 3 – Tara Likes to Interrupt
Chapter 4 – Madhuri Wakes Rohan Up
Chapter 5 – Rohan Has a Secret Plan
Chapter 6 – Madhuri Says Bon Voyage
Chapter 7 – Manushi Loves Flying
Chapter 8 – Deepika Serves Her Boss
Chapter 9 – Manushi Has Fun in Goa
Chapter 10 – Rohan Needs TLC
Chapter 11 – Guiding Madhuri
Chapter 12 – Business Meeting with Dad
Chapter 13 – Deepika Makes a Promise
Chapter 14 – Vikram Meets the Relatives
Chapter 15 – Dinner with In-laws
Chapter 16 – Dessert is the Most Important Part of the Meal
Chapter 17 – Rohan Has the Best Dessert
Chapter 18 – Madhuri Walks into His Trap
Chapter 19 – Madhuri Has No Choice
Chapter 20 – Pillow Talk with Madhuri
Chapter 21 – A Morning Visitor
Chapter 22 – An Awkward Three-way
Chapter 23 – Shweta Needs to Talk
Chapter 24 – Putting His Brand on Madhuri
Chapter 25 – Kriti Shows Her Loyalty
Chapter 26 – Rohan Crashes a Meeting
Chapter 27 – Rashmika is Ready
Chapter 28 – Rashmika Has an Audition
Chapter 29 – Deepika Debriefs Rashmika
Chapter 30 – Deepika Earns Her Place
Chapter 31 – Guests for Dinner
Chapter 32 – Rohan and Shweta Have a Private Talk
Chapter 33 – Business Talk with Shweta
Chapter 34 – Rohan and Manushi Talk
Chapter 35 – Dinner with Three Beauties
Chapter 36 – A Private Chat with Madhuri
Chapter 37 – Rohan Preps Shweta for Her Meeting
Chapter 38 – Breaking Shweta In Completely
Chapter 39 – How Shweta Goes to Bed
Chapter 40 – Rashmika Takes a Chance
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Disclaimer
All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Romeo is a fictional character, his world is fictional, the film industry he works in is a figment of imagination, and the people he interacts with are fictional. This is a story written purely for entertainment and all the elements in this are fictional, created for the purpose of making the story interesting and enjoyable. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.
It is not the intent of the author and publisher to insult, defame, damage, degrade or demoralise any group, sect, religion, gender or industry. This a story based on fantasy written for enjoyment.
Adult Content Warning
Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.
This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.
Readers are advised to exercise discretion while reading the story and not get immersed in it to the point that it blurs the boundaries between real and fantasy. This is meant to be fun, read it purely for enjoyment. The description of any acts in this story is not an indication that they are endorsed by the author or the publisher.
There are many sexual situations and activities described in this book where creative licence has been taken to exaggerate reality for erotic effect. Readers are cautioned to not follow anything in this book and always practice safe sex in their lives. This book is fantasy, these characters do not come to harm other than as imagined by the author but the same things can be harmful and dangerous if followed in real life. Please do not take your guidance for sexual activities from this fantasy book.
It is not the intent of the author and publisher to insult, defame, damage, degrade or demoralise any group, sect, religion, gender or industry. This a story based on fantasy written for enjoyment.
Introduction
This is one of organic stories. I wasn’t trying to think of a story, I wasn’t planning to start a new series, there was no demand for a spin-off of anything, it just happened. I read something somewhere which sparked an idea, the idea grew into a plot and the story was born.
When I initially got the idea, it was a bit fantastical and I thought it would be good for a casual story to share in my Reddit community. When I started plotting it, it seemed like I would not be able to do justice to it in a short story or in a casual story. The plot had enough material in it for a book. But then as the plotting progressed, there seemed to be no point in creating all these characters, set up their world and then not even tell their complete story.
As I have mentioned before, my weakness is that I can’t write quickies. Yes, these are sex stories which is just porn with words, but still I like there to be at least a little bit of depth to the characters and there needs to be interplay between the characters rather than just two cheesy dialogues followed by a sex scene.
This weakness works well when I have the space to write a book or a series but it also means that I can’t write a short story to save my life. I have realised that now so I don’t struggle with it. For this story, I let the plot grow organically and let it takes its own path. I accepted that it will have to be a series and that brought peace to me as the plot was going in that direction already.
For writers, both for real writers and for me, there is a ‘flow’ sate and there is a ‘block’ state. We like the former and have to struggle to get over the latter. Nowadays, when I have a story that’s just flowing, I don’t try to shelve it in order to write one of my “pending” series. This story was like that. It started flowing so I just sat down and started capturing the words on paper.
As a result of that, this story was written incredibly fast and reached a point where I felt that I could logically break it into the first book. This is that book. Much as it was written quite fast, I do think it’s a really hot story and I enjoyed reading it back when I was editing it. My sincere hope is that you enjoy it just as much.
Series Info
Although this is the first book in the series, it would feel like we are stepping into story that’s already going on. I don’t like to do a lot of background work which would put the reader into a coma, I like to tell about the interesting things. Sometimes, I start the story in the middle of a sex scene because it makes sense for that story. Not this one.
Don’t worry, even though you will feel like you are stepping into the lives of these characters at a point where they all know each other, you will also get to know them and understand them as the story progresses.
The protagonist of this story is Rohan Oberoi who is the son of Vikram Oberoi. Vikram is a billionaire businessman from US who comes to India to start creating a business presence here. His son, Rohan comes with him as it was his original idea and he will be the one left here to manage the business after everything is set up and Vikram goes back to US.
By a quirk of fate, Rohan meets Manushi Chhillar who is a business student and the two fall in love. While Rohan is madly in love with Manushi and wants to have a lifelong relationship with her he is hardly a one-woman man. Manushi’s mother Madhuri Dixit is a stunning woman who was a Miss India in her youth and is still beautiful enough to make Manushi’s young friends drool. Rohan also notices her beauty but unlike Manushi’s friends, he plans to do something about it.
Rohan being a daring, powerful, confident young man doesn’t hesitate to take what he wants but Madhuri is married and generally a “good girl” so things are not that simple. This is as much as I can talk about this story without spoiling it for you but I do want to mention Manushi’s aunt – Shweta Tiwari who is a businesswoman and smoking hot. Ok, I have mentioned her.
The first book introduces the characters and allows us to witness the interplay between them in various interesting situations. The story can be enjoyed in itself and it will be easy to see how it will progress. I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 1 – Kartik Meets Rohan
Kartik Aryan waited for Manushi Chhillar at the college gate. His heartbeat raised as he saw her coming. She was by far the hottest girl in college. Even in a simple tank top and miniskirt she looked stunning. The whole college was after her ass including Kartik, but she was not easy to get. Kartik had the advantage of being her next-street neighbour but even he had not made much progress.
“Hi Kartik!” She smiled.
“Sweetheart, hi Kartik is not enough.” He smiled “You have not treated me to tea for a long time.”
“Arre, so, come home, na, come?” She said.
“Ok, you twisted my arm.” He grinned and walked with her.
In the bus, he sat next to her and tried to hide his erection as he smelled her gorgeous body.
“Mumma, Kartik is here!” Manushi announced in a loud voice as she led him into her house.
All of Manushi’s friends, including Kartik, loved Manushi’s mother – Madhuri Dixit. She had a beautiful heart-shaped face, a gorgeous smile and a nice figure. Even though she was older than them and was their friend’s mother, they shamelessly lusted after her. Right now she walked in wearing a backless halter blouse and a chiffon saree. Kartik’s dick stirred in his pants.
“Hello, aunty.” Kartik said.
Madhuri came to him and cupped his cheek “Hi, sweetheart. What took you so long to come this time? You are Manu’s dearest friend, you should come all the time.”
“Ji, I will come sooner next time.” Kartik promised. He was a tall boy and he could see down Madhuri’s cleavage in that blouse as she stood close to him. He was afraid his dick was getting too hard.
“Good. Take a seat, I will make tea for you.” Madhuri said.
Kartik sat with his college bag in his lap to hide how hard he was. It was not a big dick but he was afraid it still might show in his pants.
“Manu, change your clothes, dear.” Madhuri said “Rohan called earlier. He would be coming over. Wear something nice.”
“Yes, mumma. Should I wear that golden silk dress, that’s pretty short.” Manushi said “He likes short.”
“He said he likes backless,” Madhuri said “how about that yellow cotton one, that’s backless and short both.”
“But, that’s pretty tight, mumma.”
“Yes, so that’s good, no?” Madhuri said “You look beautiful in that.”
“Mumma, that’s thin and tight, I can’t wear bra or panties in that.”
“What’s wrong with that?” Madhuri said “Anyway, Rohan keeps saying panties is a bad habit but you don’t stop.”
“It just feels a bit weird, mumma.”
“Manu, I am telling you, baby, you need to keep him happy.” Madhuri said “You are not the only pretty girl in the world.”
“Ji, mumma. I will wear the yellow dress.”
“Good girl.” Madhuri caressed her cheek.
Manushi went to her room to change. Kartik followed Madhuri to the kitchen.
“Who is Rohan?” He asked “I have not heard his name before.”
“Oh, he is Manushi’s boyfriend. She has been dating him for last two months, or so, maybe three months.” Madhuri said “You have not been here in so long?”
“Yes, seems like it.” Kartik said “What is he like?”
“He is a wonderful boy. Very good looking. Slightly older than our Manu, has his own business. He has moved here recently with his father.” Madhuri said “Manu loves him a lot.”
“And his father owns like half of New York,” Tara Sutaria said as she came into the kitchen.
“That’s not why Manu loves him.” Madhuri said.
“No, didi is crazy about him because he is so dreamy,” Tara said “and I can’t blame him. He is hot.”
Madhuri was bringing the tea into the living room when Manushi came out of her room. Kartik’s jaw dropped as he saw her dress. It was a yellow tank dress with one-inch wide straps that were placed wide on her shoulders. There was a deep cleavage showing big parts of her firm, shapely breasts. The back was very deep cut and even under breasts there were several triangular cut-outs showing her fair skin. The thin, cotton dress hugged her ass tightly and stopped just a couple of inches below her ass. Her long, shapely legs were bare and looking beautiful. She was wearing 6” high heels. Her hair was tied in a short ponytail. She was wearing golden hoop earrings that made her slender neck look even sexier. She was wearing dark red lipstick that was contrasting with her yellow dress.
“Wow!” Kartik said without thinking.
“That’s lovely, darling.” Madhuri said “Rohan does love that dress on you.”
“He loves any dress that shows my skin a lot.” Manushi said “Yesterday, he was showing me a dress that is so backless that it would show three inches of my ass crack even. I can’t wear panties with that at all.”
“Darling, he has grown up in a western culture,” Madhuri said “and you are a beautiful girl. Obviously, he wants to show you off. What’s wrong with that? You are his. And you should stop wearing panties completely anyway when you know he doesn’t like them.”
“Mumma, of course, I dress up as he likes. I also want to keep him happy.” Manushi said.
“Then you should be wearing the higher heels he got you.” Tara said.
“I am at home, Tara. These are 6” heels. He would like them.” Manushi said.
“Suit yourself.” Tara said “If he were my boyfriend I would wear only what he approved.”
Manushi ignored Tara and turned to Madhuri “Mumma, you remember Rohan wanted to take me to Goa for the weekend?”
“Yes, so go, na. You will enjoy.” Madhuri said.
“I know, Mumma, I already told him we can go,” Manushi said “but it’s not settled yet. Rohan called me earlier. It seems that his dad sent the plane to Thailand on some errand and it’s not back yet. Rohan was furious and he has been fighting with his dad. So, just be careful and watch his mood when he comes.”
“Ok, baby.” Madhuri said “You should try and make him feel better.”
“He has his own plane?” Kartik said.
Tara said “He has several planes. He is a billionaire.”
Manushi said “They belong to the business. But this little Citation jet he thinks of as his personal, so when his dad sent it on company business without asking him, Rohan got furious.”
“Wow. How big is the plane?” Kartik said.
“It’s not very big. About six passengers, I think, or maybe eight.” Manushi said.
“Have you been in it?” Kartik was curious.
“Not yet.” Manushi said “He wanted to take me to Italy for my birthday but I didn’t have visa. So this time we are only going to Goa but I have applied for Visa for Europe.”
“Wow!” Kartik said again.
“Mumma, do I really look ok?” Manushi said.
“You look breathtaking, baby.” A young man said as he entered the living room.
Kartik looked at him. He was maybe a couple of years older than him, anywhere between twenty-five and thirty-five. He had to admit that he was very good looking and the designer clothes he was wearing made him more....dreamy, like Tara had said. This was definitely the famed Rohan.
“Hi, Madhu.” Rohan walked to Madhuri and hugged her. He kissed her cheek which she accepted with a smile.
“You call her Madhu?” Kartik said.
“I am not going to call her aunty.” Rohan said, keeping one arm around Madhuri’s waist “Have you looked at her? She’s dynamite.”
“Oh, Rohan, stop.” Madhuri said, but she was pleased “Meet Manushi’s friend, Kartik. Kartik, this is Rohan, Manu’s boyfriend.”
Rohan shook hands with Kartik “Nice to meet you, bro.”
“Nice to meet you, too.” Kartik said.
Manushi came to Rohan as he turned. He kissed her and she pressed her lips into him eagerly. As they were sucking each other’s lips, Kartik stole a glance at Madhuri. She was looking at them with a smile on her lips.
“Looking smoking hot, baby.” Rohan said and kept his arm around Manushi’s waist.
“Thanks, hon.” Manushi smiled.
Rohan sat down in a sofa chair and Kartik stared again as Manushi calmly perched herself on his lap right in front of her mother and sister.
“I just made tea, Rohan.” Madhuri said “Would you like some?”
“Not in the tea mood, Madhu,” Rohan turned Manushi on his lap so she was facing her mother and held her close “I need something to cool down.”
Tara said “I can make rooh-afza for you, Rohan.”
“With milk, not water?” He asked.
“Any way you like.” Tara said.
“Ok, I would like that.”
“I will be right back.” Tara went quickly towards the kitchen.
Kartik accepted tea from Madhuri but his eyes were on Manushi who was leaning back on Rohan’s chest and he was kissing her bare back.
“You have been fighting with your dad, Rohan? I hope you were not rough with him.” Madhuri said.
“Mom!” Manushi said.
“It’s ok, my love.” Rohan squeezed her in his arms and kissed her neck then faced Madhuri over her shoulder “Look, Madhu, when you promise your kids something, you don’t go back on it, do you? My dad has always told me that that plane is mine. Then whenever he needs something he sends it away without even asking me. If it’s mine at least ask me, no, just a common courtesy?”
“He must have needed it urgently, honey.” Manushi said.
“You, shut up.” Rohan said and bit her earlobe “You always take his side.”
Manushi squirmed on his lap and giggled.
“Rohan, honey, I don’t want to take his side,” Madhuri said “but I do hope you were not rude to him.”
“Not at all. I just explained to him why I didn’t like what he did.” Rohan said “Just like I explained to you now.”
“Oh, and what did he say?” Madhuri said.
Rohan waited as Tara came to him with a cool drink in a glass. He smiled at her but didn’t take his hands off Manushi’s body where he was caressing her smooth bare skin through the cut-outs. Tara stepped forward and put the glass to his lips. He took a big sip then sat back.
“Thank you, sweetheart.” He turned to Madhuri “He has promised that he will transfer the Citation jet to me legally so nobody can take it without my permission including himself.”
Madhuri nodded “That’s nice, isn’t it?”
Rohan signalled Tara who put the glass to his lips again. He took a sip and smiled at her before addressing Madhuri again “No, no, I don’t want that plane. It’s quite old. I am going to buy my own. They have come out with Citation X that can seat eight people. I am gunning for that.”
“You are such an impulsive young man.” Madhuri said.
“When I want something, I just want it.” Rohan squeezed Manushi in his arms “Manu knows that.”
“I know that very well.” Manushi said that “What will happen of our trip, baby?”
“No problem with the trip.” Rohan said “The plane will land at IGI soon after midnight. They will service it and we can take off in the morning.”
“That’s wonderful.” Manushi smiled.
“We will go early in the morning.” Rohan said “I will just sleep here tonight. Is that ok, Madhu?”
“Of course. Why do you even ask?” Madhuri said “This is your home, too. You can sleep in Manu’s room as usual.”
Kartik was having trouble keeping up. The Dixit’s were middle-class people just like his own family. They had a little more money as Madhuri’s husband Dr. Nene Dixit was in business for himself unlike Kartik’s father, but they still followed the same middle class mores as anyone else. He was finding it hard to believe that Manushi was going to sleep with her boyfriend in her parents’ house.
“Thanks, but we are not staying in tonight.” Rohan said “Let’s go shopping. I was planning to take Manu, but you need to come, too.”
“Me? What will I do? You young kids go and enjoy yourself.” Madhuri said “You don’t want an old lady hanging around.”
“Can I come, please?” Tara asked.
“Not this time, honey.” Rohan said “I will take you next time.”
Tara said “Ok. I will remind you if you forget.”
“Sure.” Rohan grinned and got up from his chair, putting Manushi down. He walked up to Madhuri and took her hand. She had to stand. He looked in her eyes “I told you before, don’t call yourself old. If Manu is my girlfriend, you are my girlfriend-in-law. I have as much right on you as I have on her.”
“Of course.” Madhuri said. She was blushing as she looked in his eyes.
“Mumma, I told you when he wants something he wants it.” Manushi said “Come with us, na.”
Rohan looked into Madhuri’s eyes without saying anything.
She nodded “As you say, dear. You are the man of the house. Who am I to deny your command?”
Kartik’s ears perked up. Not only Madhuri’s husband was alive and active, his brother Abhimanyu lived with them in the same house with his wife Shweta Tiwari. How could Rohan be the man of the house? He almost missed Rohan’s next words.
“We will go about 8PM. I am going to take a nap for a while. Will you wake me before 8?” Rohan said.
“Sure.”
“Come, Manu, let’s take a nap.” Rohan said.
“Okay, baby.” Manushi got up “See you on Monday, Kartik. Have a nice weekend.”
“Yeah. Yeah. You, too.” Kartik said.
Manushi led Rohan towards the stairs to go to her room. Kartik stood up and stared.
Chapter 2 – Manushi Takes a Nap
“Kaise loge?” Manushi asked “Nangi ho jaoun?”
[How do you want to do me? Should I strip?]
“No,” Rohan shook his head “I like this dress. Isi mein chodoonga.”
[I will fuck you in this.]
“Ok, baby.” Manushi nodded.
“Kutiya ban ja.” He pointed to the bed
[Get on your hands and knees.]
“Yes, baby.” Manushi said and got on the bed. She pulled her dress up and got on all fours. When she opened her legs wide, her dress rode up even higher, baring her ass and pussy.
Rohan dropped his pants and got behind her. Manushi was a stunning beauty. Her shapely, sculpted body in that skimpy slutty dress, presented to him in that submissive pose, it made his cock throb. He took his thick shaft in his hand and placed his cockhead on her pussy hole. Manushi moaned as she felt it grind in her wet pussy hole. She knew what he was going to do. He always fucked her hard when he told her to take the bitch position.
“Ah, mumma!” She screamed as he pushed not just the swollen cockhead but a couple more inches of his massive cock into her tight, young pussy. She was already wet as she always was when he was near her and his cock head penetrated easily but stretched her tight hole painfully wide.
In the living room Kartik got up from the sofa and looked up toward Manushi’s bedroom.
“Kartik, sit down,” Madhuri chided him “it’s just Manu and Rohan.”
“He is banging her.” Tara said “She is his girlfriend, you know.”
“But...but...here?” Kartik could not believe it.
“Kartik, don’t be an aunty ji.” Tara said.
“Yes, Kartik, don’t be an aunty ji,” Madhuri said “They love each other. And we are not some backward middle-class family, we are evolved people. It’s a normal thing.”
Outwardly Kartik nodded while thinking in his head that that’s what they all were, they were middle class people with middle class mores. But apparently, where Rohan Oberoi was concerned those limits did not apply. He could still hear Manushi’s moans from above as Rohan fucked her in her bedroom while her mother was downstairs.
“Daal do baby, poora daal do na,” Manushi pleaded “please, poora andar daal do na.”
[Enter me, baby, enter me fully. Please penetrate me fully.]
“Not yet, Manu,” he kissed her bare back and licked along her spine, making her whimper “first tell me who owns you?”
“You do, baby, your cock owns me, my love.” Manushi lifted her head and kissed his cheek “Main to tumhari hi property hoon na, baby, tumhara hi maal hoon. Please andar tak chodo na. Main tadap rahi hoon tumhare lund ke liye.”
[I am your property, your possession. Please fuck me deep. I am craving your cock so badly.]
He increased his depth in her hot, wet pussy and Manushi gasped “Oh, yes, baby, yes. Aise hi chodo, aur andar tak daalo, please. I love your cock. I love how you fuck me like a bitch.”
[Fuck me like that. Even deeper.]
As his cock drilled her wet, hot cunt, Manushi was getting so hot that she was begging him non-stop to fuck her harder. Her words were getting more rude and explicit. It would be impossible to know that they were coming from a shy, sweet girl who belonged to a conservative middle-class family. How could that beautiful, sweet girl know such words suitable for a street whore?
Her gorgeous body in that slutty dress was turning Rohan on a lot. He kept fucking her deeper and harder, using his cock to stretch her tight pussy wide. It wasn’t long before Manushi was begging him to let her cum.
“Please, faster, baby. Please, Chodo na zor se.” She begged “I am so ready to cum, baby. Please, let me cum. Let your bitch cum, na, baby?”
[Fuck me harder.]
Rohan kissed her neck and whispered in her ear “You are my bitch, Manu. You belong to me.”
When his hot breath caressed her face with his dominant declaration making her body throb, Manushi lost control.
“Ah, mumma!” She cried out as she came hard. Her elbows folded and she had to rest her head on a pillow while Rohan continued to drill her cunt deep and hard. She loved that about him. Not only did he have the biggest cock she had ever seen, he had the stamina of a monster. He could crush her completely without breaking a sweat. Her orgasms were the strongest under him because he could drill her all through each orgasm, making her pussy spike with each thrust. She was now yelping with each stroke. He was holding her by the neck and jamming his cock fully deep into her with each thrust.
Every time he fucked her he drilled her so deep that his cockhead slammed into her cervix with his brutally deep strokes. But he always took care not to penetrate her that deep right away no matter how much she begged. He took his time to fuck her smoothly, getting her hot and then spear her incredibly deep when he felt she was ready for the real use. This kind of control made Manushi completely vulnerable under him and she became his bitch the moment he touched her. Manushi was a stunning girl and she had had boyfriends for many years now but noone had possessed her like Rohan did.
“Down, Manu, fully prone now.” He said in her ear as her orgasm subsided.
She nodded and straightened her legs, resting her body fully on the bed. He dominated her body from the top and crushed her into the bed with forceful, hard strokes. His cock was thick and long. Now it was drilling her in and out in a smooth, straight line. Manushi’s body was very hot now. She knew that her next orgasms after the first one were fast and close together. This was another thing that made her powerless under him. He could make her cum multiple times every time he fucked her. Her previous boyfriends had struggled to make her cum even once. She knew it was normal based on her friends’ who had boyfriends. Her aunty Shweta was often complaining that she had to fake her orgasms with her husband. She had told her that Rohan could make her cum several times in each session.
“Then hold on to him like he is a unicorn made of gold and diamonds, Manu,” Shweta had told her “he is the most rare of men that you have been lucky enough to find.”
Manushi knew that. His strength was her weakness. His casual touch could make her hot. She was moist when she was sitting on his lap downstairs. She had wanted to ask him to fuck her. But she knew he would take her when he was ready. She was thankful that her mom had made her wear this short dress. It had gotten her his cock so quickly. That cock was now slamming into her cervix and Manushi came again with a hot scream as her pussy erupted. He continued drilling her, slamming her body into the bedsheet.
She had three more orgasms before he came in her. That made her cry out and cum again as well. He pumped his hot, potent seed into her womb and Manushi clawed the bedsheet as he branded her as his property.
“God, baby, you rock my world.” She told him as she tried to catch her breath.
“I am happy that you are my possession, Manu.”
“Really?” There was a glint in her eyes as she looked at him.
He nodded “I like owning you.”
She smiled her gorgeous smile “Thank you, baby. I love being your possession.”
“Ready for your food?”
Manushi nodded “Yes, Sir.”
He pulled his cock slowly out of her pussy and lay down on the bed. Manushi got up on her knees and got between his legs. She lowered her head and started licking his cock, eating his cum. He was the first man to make her do it, but Manushi could not say no to him for anything. Fortunately, she loved the taste of his cum and had quickly become addicted to it.
“Good bitch.” He stroked her head. She smiled up at him and took his cum-soaked cock in her mouth.
Chapter 3 – Tara Likes to Interrupt
“Knock, knock1 Everybody decent?” When Tara entered the room with a jug of water and two glasses on a tray, Manushi and Rohan were both naked but they were under a sheet up to their chest.
“Come, baby.” Rohan said.
“What are you doing here, Tara?” Manushi demanded.
“Arre, just chill.” Tara said “Mom said you would need water. Rehydration, you know.” She put the tray on the side table, poured a glass and handed it to Manushi.
Then she poured out another glass and sat next to Rohan “I know you like to drink from my hand.”
He smiled and let her feed him the water “Thank you, Tara. You are a good saali.”
“Saali aadhi gharwali, right?” She winked.
[Sister-in-law is half wife – an Indian expression.]
“Why not poori?” He pulled her on his chest.
[Why not fully?]
Tara rested her body on his bare chest “I don’t mind, bana lo poori.”
[Make me fully yours.]
“You are such a slut!” Manushi said.
“Well, some people like sluts.” She looked at Rohan “Don’t they?”
“Oh, I love sluts.” Rohan smiled “Some of my best friends are sluts.”
He rubbed her back and kissed her cheek.
“We are going to take a nap, Tara.” Manushi said.
“I can take a hint.” Tara got up “Your slut wants to kick your other slut out. I better go help mom.” She winked at Rohan again then went out.
Chapter 4 – Madhuri Wakes Rohan Up
“Rohan, baby, do you want to get up?”
He had to blink his eyes several times to see Madhuri bent over him stroking his head. He took her hand and kissed it “Thank you. I will get up now.”
“Would you like some tea?” Madhuri asked.
“Yes, but I would come down for it.” He said.
“Okay, I will go make tea.”
A few minuets later he came into the kitchen. Madhuri was making tea. He wrapped his arm around her waist as he stepped behind her. He pulled her close and kissed the back of her neck “Thank you for waking me up.”
“You are welcome.” Madhuri smiled.
“Manu says she doesn’t want tea, so we’ll go after I have tea.” He kept holding her close.
“Sure. Your driver is outside waiting.” She said.
“Yes, he texted me.” He nodded. He put his head on her shoulder and watched her make tea.
“Do you really want me to go?” Madhuri cupped her cheek “I don’t want to get between you two.”
He squeezed her and kissed her bare back, right on her spine “There is a reason I am taking you, gorgeous.”
“Ok, you know best, honey.” She said “Is this saree ok, do you want me to change?”
“Well, the saree is nice but how about,” He ran his hand down her bare back “a fully backless blouse. I like them on you.”
“Sure, I will change my blouse to a fully backless one before we go.” She said.
“Mumma, I don’t want tea.” Manushi said coming into the kitchen.
“I know, baby, Rohan told me.” Madhuri said. Rohan didn’t let her out of his arms and she didn’t try. They all knew how affectionate Rohan was, especially with Madhuri.
“Baby, did you want me to wear the same dress or something else?” Manushi came to Rohan. She was wearing a casual nightie.
“Same yellow dress, hon.” Rohan said.
“Ok, I will go change.”
Chapter 5 – Rohan Has a Secret Plan
The Mall of India in NOIDA was Rohan’s favourite mall as it had all the expensive foreign brands as well as designer shops. Manushi knew that she could buy anything no matter how expensive, Rohan never objected. She also knew Rohan’s preferences. Rohan left her free to roam the store and took Madhuri’s hand. He led her out of the store and took her to a farther corner.
“Rohan, where are you going?” Madhuri said.
“Shh, just come with me.” He took her to the other corner, keeping her wrist in his hand. She went with him.
He stood with his back to the railing and pulled Madhuri close by wrapping his arm around her bare waist. She was wearing a blue chiffon saree which was mostly sheer, and a backless blouse with two string straps going over her shoulders. She was wearing a small, demi-cup bra that was lifting her full, heavy breasts into a beautiful, fleshy cleavage. He boldly caressed her smooth back as he pulled her close until their bodies were touching. Madhuri didn’t resist.
“Madhu, can I trust you?” He looked at her.
“Of course, Rohan, with anything.”
Gently brushing her hair from her cheek with his left hand, Rohan leaned in closer “Look, Madhu, this is a very sensitive matter. It has to stay between you and me, even Manu can’t find out.”
“Rohan, you are being very mysterious. What is it?”
He rubbed her back slowly up and down in her backless blouse and looked at her thoughtfully. She stayed in his grip without struggling.
“Ok,” he said finally “I have to trust you, I don’t have any other choice.”
“Rohan, you can trust me, dear.” Madhuri cupped his cheek and looked in his eyes.
He nodded and kept her in his grip as he took out a small box from his pocket with the other hand. He opened it. There was a diamond ring inside. Madhuri gasped.
“For Manu?” She picked up the ring.
“That’s why the Goa trip is more important. I am going to propose to her in Goa.”
“Wow, this is amazing. What a great ring!” Madhuri was dazzled by the huge diamond.
“Mrs. Madhuri Dixit,” Rohan squeezed her soft, supple body in his arm “do I have your blessing to marry your daughter?”
“Of course, dear. Why, of course. Thank you for asking me, but yes, of course.” She leaned in and kissed his cheek.
“You are going to be my mother-in-law,” He looked at her “I think you can give me a better kiss than that.”
She looked at him “You mean....what do you mean?”
He put his left hand behind her head pulled her to him and kissed her full on the lips. Madhuri struggled first but when he didn’t release her, she gave in and kissed him back. He licked between her lips and she opened her lips for his tongue. He tasted her tongue and fucked her hot mouth in and out slowly but deep. Madhuri moaned but did not struggle any more. He squeezed her in his arms, her soft tits crushed on his manly chest, her thighs pressing on his. She could feel his hard rod rubbing on her thigh, and between her thighs.
Madhuri was panting when he released her head “Rohan, what are you doing, baby?”
Keeping her slender body in his grip, he kept her close “If saali hi aadhi gharwali then saas to poori hogi na?”
[If sister-in-law is half-wife then mother-in-law would be fully wife, no?]
“You are such a naughty boy.” Madhuri slapped his chest lightly.
“If I am marrying Manu, then you are part of the deal, my sexy sasu maa.”
“What? What do you mean?”
“By the way,” He didn’t answer her question “why do you need a bra in such a sexy blouse?”
She looked down at her chest “Ummm, what, you mean....but Rohan, my tits are not firm like Manu’s. I am and old....I am a mature lady, my tits sag without a bra.”
“And what’s wrong with that?” He said “It’s a natural sag. I like that sag.” He put his left hand under her right breast and lifted it “It feels nice to hold.”
“You are such a naughty boy.” Madhuri said again, but she didn’t stop him “Ok, I will stop wearing a bra when coming out with you.”
He squeezed her breast “Say that again without the second part of that sentence.”
“Mmmm, I will stop wearing a bra, Rohan.”
“Better.” He put his hand on her hip while he rubbed her bare back “Now, don’t say any-“
“Oh, there you are!” Manushi had come out of the store looking for them.
Rohan hid the ring box but didn’t release Madhuri from his grip.
“I was wondering where you went.” Manushi walked up to them, walking on 8” high heels with 2” platforms “What are you two talking about?”
He squeezed Madhuri closer and said “Madhu and I were planning to run away together, we were just plotting for that.”
“And leave me?” Manushi widened her eyes “I want to come, too.”
“You will become your mom’s sautan?” He said.
[Sautan = the other woman.]
“No, she is becoming my sautan.” Manushi smiled.
Rohan gathered Manushi in his left arm and pulled her close “Hmmm, maybe she can train you how to serve me.” He pressed his lips on her lips and Manushi responded quickly, parting her lips for him easily. He kissed her fully deep, his tongue fucking her hot, sweet mouth in and out while their breaths mingled in a hot, erotic blend.
While he was kissing her, he lifted his left hand and opened the ring box behind her back. Madhuri put the ring in it. He closed the box and put it in his pocket. With his right hand he squeezed Madhuri’s ass and kneaded her ass cheek while he fed his saliva to her daughter. Madhuri stayed in his grip without struggling.
“Mmmm, thank you, baby.” Manushi said “I selected some dresses. I was going to try them on and show them to you but then I noticed you weren’t there.”
“Let’s go back and check them out.” Rohan said “Come, Madhu, we will plan about running away another day. Shopping comes first.”
Chapter 6 – Madhuri Says Bon Voyage
In the morning, when they were leaving it was quite an early hour. Only Madhuri was up to see them off. Manushi was already in the car and Rohan was just coming down the stairs when Madhuri stopped him.
“Did you keep the ring?” She whispered.
“Yes.” He slipped his arm around her and casually pulled her to him “But thanks for reminding.”
She was wearing a nightie with two straps which showed her shoulders but not cleavage. It came almost down to her knees. She could feel his young, manly body through the thin garment as he boldly pressed her close.
“Will you please let me know after she says yes?” Madhuri looked up at him.
“I will let you know whichever way she answers.” He said, letting his hand caress her back “No, bra, good.”
“Well, it’s a nightie,” Madhuri smiled “and I listen. And she is a smart girl, she won’t say no, and she loves you.”
He smiled “I am counting on both those things.”
“Good luck.” She hugged him and kissed his cheek.
Rohan didn’t let her out of his arms. He kept her close so her breasts were pressing on his chest and looked in her eyes “I told you, you are going to be my mother-in-law, learn to kiss better.”
Madhuri smiled and put her arms around his neck. She raised herself on her tiptoes, turned her face up and pressed her lips on his. He squeezed her soft, supple body in his strong arms as he kissed her back. Madhuri easily opened her lips and his tongue slipped into her mouth. She sucked his tongue as he fucked her hot mouth in and out. Madhuri moaned and let her full, hot tits grind on his chest. Rohan slipped his hands lower and squeezed her ass cheeks in that thin nightie. Madhuri moaned louder but didn’t break the kiss.
“That’s more like a good luck kiss.” He smiled when they ended the breathless kiss. He pulled the waistband of her thong through her nightie “These have to go.”
“I have already told Manu to stop wearing panties because you don’t like them.” Madhuri said.
“And who will tell you?” he raised his eyebrows.
“But, honey –“
“You know I don’t like debate, Madhu, only obedience.” He kissed her cheek “Take care, I will see you on Monday.”
And he was gone, leaving her standing there.
“What took you so long, baby?” Manushi took his hand as he joined her on the backseat of the car.
“Your mom was asking when we will be back on Monday. Apparently you have classes on Monday.” He said.
She put his hand on her bare leg. She was wearing a tube top and a short micromini skirt not much bigger than the tube top. She was wearing a short jacket over the tube top but still looked very hot.
“I do, but we will be back before that, won’t we, baby?” She said, opening her legs as he started to caress her soft, smooth thigh.
“Of course. Much before that.” He let his hand move high enough on her thigh to make sure that she was not wearing panties.
Chapter 7 – Manushi Loves Flying
Manushi loved the plane. It was like having a luxury car that flies. Even with just the two of them there were two pilots and two airhostesses. Rohan explained to her that it was for safety considerations not just for serving drinks. Manushi had flown before but only on commercial flights. She loved the private jet experience much more. The seats were bigger than the sofa chairs at home, there were lots of places for placing food and drinks, and everything was designed for comfort.
“How long will it take to get to Goa, baby?” She asked after the airhostess had given them the security briefing.
“About two and a half hours, hon.” He said.
“I love it!” She smiled “What do you want to do?”
“When we are airborne, and the seat belt sign is off, I want you here,” he pointed to the space in front of his seat “on your knees.”
“Mmmm, yes, baby. Any time.” She smiled “Mom is always telling me that I should take care of your comfort and pleasure. She was cross with me yesterday that I did not offer to suck your cock after your nap. She said you were hard when you came down.”
“She is a smart woman,” He nodded “and gorgeous. She was a Miss India or Miss World?”
“Only Miss India, baby.” Manushi said.
“Don’t say only Miss India, girl.” Rohan put his hand on her neck and rubbed her bare back. She had taken her jacket off as soon as they got seated “Do you know how much effort it takes to win that? I bet she had to suck some cocks for that.”
“Yes, baby. She had told me the stories.” Manushi nodded “You have to suck or fuck the judges at every level. She was Miss Bombay, then Miss Maharashtra, then Miss India. For Miss India a girl had to fuck at least two of the three judges. Mom fucked all three.”
“Ambitious, right?”
“She wanted to go for Miss World and she wanted to go into films, baby. The judges were from Bollywood, so she says she was building her connections. But her parents got her married to my dad and she had to shelve that ambition.”
“Then she didn’t try after marriage?”
“No, baby, she had to move to Delhi to live with dad so, there was no much chance here.” Manushi opened her seat belt as soon as the sign was turned off. She got up and knelt between his legs.
“Did she try to guide you to become a beauty queen? You could easily be a Miss World yourself.” He ran his fingers through her hair while she opened his pants.
“Mom thought so, too, but my dad was very much against it.” Manushi took his cock out and started gently rubbing it with her warm hand as she talked “I did not care either way. I would have liked going into movies though. But MBA is good, too. Maybe I could help you in the business. Will your dad give me a job?”
“Nobody says you can’t do both. Mmmm.” A soft moan escaped his lips as she started licking his cock “Even your mom shouldn’t give up on her dreams.”
“She is older now, baby.”
“And there are no older women in the movies, right?”
Manushi giggled and took his cockhead in her mouth. She sucked it a couple of times then said “You are right, baby. And she is still so sexy.”
“She is damn hot, the producers would still want to nail her in casting couch.”
“Not sure she could do that now, baby, being married, you know?”
“Yes, that would be a problem.” He pulled the pin out of her hair and loosened her bun “Enough about your mom, let’s focus on you.”
“Mmmm, yes, baby.” She started sucking his cock and Rohan sat back. He closed his eyes as Manushi sucked his cock expertly, raising his body temperature gradually as she swallowed more and more of his meaty shaft into her hot mouth.
“Hello Sir.”
Rohan opened his eyes and saw one of the air hostesses standing by his seat. He kept his hand in Manushi’s hair and stroked her head.
“Would you like a drink, Sir?” She said.
“Not yet, darling. Thank you.”
“Sure, Sir.” She said “The breakfast is also ready whenever you are ready for it, Sir.”
Manushi continued to suck his cock which the girl could clearly see.
“In a little while. I will let you know.” Rohan said.
“Yes, Sir.” The airhostess nodded towards Manushi “Also let me know if she would like a little....collaboration.”
Rohan smiled “Sure thing, sweetheart. So nice of you to offer.”
“My pleasure, Sir.” She said and went back. She was dressed in a tight miniskirt almost as short as Manushi’s tiny little micromini. Rohan liked watching her ass as she walked slowly away in high heels.
He grabbed Manushi’s hair and turned her face up “Deeper, baby. You told me last night you are my whore. Show me that whore side.”
Nodding slightly, Manushi started to make her strokes deeper, taking his long, thick rod as deep as possible in her mouth. Then she put her hands on his thighs, lined up her throat and pushed up quickly and decisively. His cockhead entered her mouth. She fought the gag reflex and looked in his eyes as she pushed up, taking more of his meaty stick in her tight, moist throat.
“Good whore.” Rohan leaned down and took off her top. He kneaded her hot, firm tits while she fucked his hard, throbbing cock with her throat up and down. She had been a good cocksucker from the beginning but she had had to learn how to handle his massive cock in her mouth. Only recently she had been able to take him in her throat and she loved it when he appreciated that. She took his cock deep into her throat until she could feel his pre-cum dripping in her belly. She stuck out her tongue and licked the base of his cock where it met the ball sack.
That was Rohan’s weakness. He had to pull back and take his cock out of her throat, but it was too late. He was past the point of no return. He grunted and grabbed her head in both hands. He fucked her beautiful face with fast strokes. Manushi kept her soft, red lips wrapped around his hot meat pole and looked up into his eyes as he used her as his fucktoy.
“Ungh!” He grunted loudly as his cock erupted in her mouth. She kept her lips sealed around his pulsating shaft and drank his cum, sucking him hard and milking more of his cum in her mouth.
He was breathing hard even after he came in her mouth.
“Good whore.” He caressed her cheek “My good little cocksucking whore.”
Manushi looked up at him and continued sucking him clean.
After she cleaned him up and zipped up his pants, he pulled her up to her seat but told her not to put her top back on.
“I want them accessible for me.” He nodded toward her tits “You can put the jacket on if you feel shy but not the top.”
She nodded “I am your property, baby. I don’t need the jacket. I am here for you any way you want to use me.”
“Good girl.” He smiled.
“Mom was asking me last week if I am taking you in my throat yet or not.” Manushi said “I had told her I am struggling with your big size. I told her I am trying. She will be happy when I tell her that I can take you in my throat now.”
“But you were taking me in my throat last week, darling.” Rohan said.
“No, baby, I took you in my throat for the first time, that night only. Mom had asked me in the day. She gave me some tips on how to handle a big cock in the throat.”
“Ah, I am sure she is a champion cocksucker herself. You haven’t told her yet?”
“I wanted to wait until I could do it well.” Manushi said “This time was good, right?”
“You were amazing.” He said.
“Mmmm good. Thank you, baby.” Manushi smiled “I will tell mom when we get back. She will be proud of me.”
Rohan leaned in and squeezed her breast as he kissed her neck “You will get more practice in Goa also.”
“Oh, yes. Looking forward to it.” Manushi said “Mom says sucking cock is when we are truly serving our man because it won’t make us cum but it will give him pleasure.”
“There’s truth in that.” He agreed “I am sure she keeps your dad happy like that.”
“No, baby, dad is very old fashioned in sex,” Manushi surprised him “he only likes one position - missionary and doesn’t like oral or any experimentation.”
“Oh, that must be boring for Madhu.” Rohan said.
“It is, baby. It’s very boring. Dad is an academic, he has done two Ph. D.’s you know, but in bed, he doesn’t try to gain any new knowledge.” Manushi said “That’s why mom is really happy that I have a good sex life with you.”
“Hmmm, now I feel like I should introduce her to some producers just for the sex.” Rohan grinned.
“Don’t even mention that to her in joke, baby,” Manushi warned “she will become obsessed.”
“We will see.”
“Oh, baby, what did the airhostess come for?” She asked.
“She was offering breakfast and collaboration.”
“I am a little hungry, baby, huh? Collaboration? What does that mean?”
Rohan smiled “She was willing to suck my cock with you, if you wanted.”
“Wow, really? She would suck you here in the plane?”
“Sweetheart, they are corporate employees, they know who I am, and they are smart girls, they would not mind serving me any way I want.”
“God, that’s hot, baby.” Manushi looked at him “Can you make that tall one suck your cock? She is super hot. Even I would do her.”
Rohan grinned. “Shall we have breakfast first? You said you are hungry.”
Chapter 8 – Deepika Serves Her Boss
“Yes, Sir?” The tall girl came to his seat.
“What’s your name, darling? “He said.
“Deepika Padukone, Sir.”
He nodded “Deepika, it’s not cold here, you don’t need a jacket. And we are ready for the breakfast now.”
“Yes, Sir.” She said “Right away, Sir.”
Two minutes later she was back with the other air hostess. Both of them were not wearing their jackets now. Their tops were as tight and skimpy as Manushi’s tube top except that they had two noodle straps. They were backless and too skimpy to have space for a bra. None of the girls seemed to notice that Manushi was topless the whole time. When they were picking up the empty dishes after breakfast Rohan told Deepika to come back afterwards.
She was back in two minutes “How may I serve you, Sir?”
Rohan opened his legs and extended his hand to her “Come, Deepika.”
Deepika took his hand, crossed carefully in front of Manushi and moved to stand between his legs.
“On your knees, darling.” He said but she was already lowering herself on her knees.
He opened his pants and pulled his cock out. It was already hard and got erect even faster as Deepika took is in her warm hand. She closed her mouth around his cockhead and pushed her head down, taking him deep in her mouth. She started bobbing her head up and down.
Rohan pulled her hair and slapped her cheek. She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes.
“I don’t need a greedy cunt, Deepika,” He told her “are you a greedy cunt?”
“Sorry, Sir.” Deepika blinked several times to clear the tears from her eyes.
Manushi said “I can guide her, baby. May I?”
He nodded “Yes. And take her top off.”
Kneeling next to her, Manushi get Deepika’s tank top off “Sir likes our tits, honey, and you have such a beautiful pair. Sir would like to squeeze and slap them while you are sucking his dick, ok?”
Deepika nodded.
Under Manushi’s guidance Deepika started slowly sucking Rohan’s cock, taking it in her mouth progressively deep.
“That’s it, hon.” Manushi said “He wants to use you like a fucktoy but he also wants to see that you are enjoying sucking his cock. Take your time. Enjoy it. There’s no hurry.”
Rohan slapped Deepika’s breast and noticed that while she closed her mouth instinctively around his cock, she managed to not touch it with her teeth.
“Good whore.” He said and slapped her other breast. Deepika moaned again but continued sucking his dick.
He took his time to fuck her beautiful face but finally he came in her mouth. Deepika collected his cum in her mouth then turned to Manushi. Manushi leaned in and the two kissed with parted lips. Deepika shared Rohan’s cum with Manushi who took it gratefully and sucked Deepika’s lips clean afterward. Then Deepika licked his cock clean. Rohan signalled Manushi to take her seat. He would have liked both their tongues on his cock but there was not enough space there.
Deepika stayed topless and on her knees at his feet even after she had licked him clean.
“So, Deepika, tell me about you.” Rohan said “You are definitely not an airhostess. You are a higher calibre woman.”
“That’s very perceptive of you, Sir.” Deepika smiled “I am assistant manager of Hospitality in your company. The staff that was to go on this trip only arrived last night with the plane and didn’t want to send two tired girls with you on your trip, so I came myself.”
“I appreciate that.” He nodded “You are the assistant manager, then where is the manager?”
“She is in US, Sir. Taking care of the fleet there.”
“Hmmm,” Rohan caressed her cheek and let his fingers curl around her shapely neck “dad is buying a hotel in Delhi right now and there is another business I plan to start here. I will need a core team of trusted people to run those as dad will go back to US. Would you like to work under me?”
Deepika smiled and looked a hundred times hotter “Sir, it would be an honour to work under you and it doesn’t need saying but I will say it anyway. Sir, I will be your personal whore. I will do my work, but other than that aap jab meri loge main doongi. You can feel free to nail me any time anywhere, main aap ki kutiya ban ke rahoongi. Chahe aap roz subah mere munh mein lund daalo ya apne desk pe ghodi bana ke meri gaand maaro, aap ki choice hogi. Main poori tarah aap ke kabze mein rahoongi.”
[I will spread for you when you want. I will stay your bitch. You can choose to fuck my face every morning or nail my ass on your desk, I will be your choice. I will be completely in your possession.]
Rohan nodded “That’s the kind of team I want.” There was a ding. He said “Looks like we are starting our approach to Panji Airport. Stay in touch, I will probably be busy in Goa, but we will talk in Delhi. I will break you there and bring you fully under my control. Does that suit you?”
“That’s amazing, Sir. That suits me wonderfully. “ Deepika smiled wide “How may I contact you to keep in touch, Sir?”
Manushi grabbed a pen from the seat back pouch and handed it to Rohan. He leaned over Deepika and wrote his mobile number on her chest.
She smiled “Thank you so much Sir. I will text you so you can get my number.”
There were two dings.
“Now, go before your pilot comes looking for you.”
“How do you know the ding codes, Sir?” Deepika said as she got up.
“I am learning to fly planes myself.” Rohan smiled.
“Oh, wow.” Deepika said “I will be in touch, Sir. Thank you so much for feeding me your delicious cum.”
“You are welcome.” Rohan smiled.
Chapter 9 – Manushi Has Fun in Goa
Since they would be in Goa only for a weekend, Rohan had arranged things in advance. When they landed in Panji, there was a car waiting that took them sightseeing. Manushi loved visiting the old churches and forts. Then they had lunch in a restaurant which was right on the beach. There was a stretch of private beach that belonged to the club that owned the restaurant. After lunch they relaxed there.
Manushi changed into a tiny red bikini which showed her gorgeous young body in stunning detail, covering just the bare minimum. They lay on the beach which was not crowded.
“You would have killed in the swimsuit section of Miss India.” Rohan said.
“Thank you, baby.” Manushi giggled “When will we go to our hotel?”
“We won’t.” He said “The hotel will come to us.”
“Huh? How is that?”
Rohan shrugged. Manushi crawled closer to where he was lying on the wet sand and bent over him. She took her sunglasses off and looked in his eyes “What do you mean, baby?”
“You will see.” He smiled.
“Please tell me, no?” She rubbed his bare chest with her soft warm hand, slowly enough to be considered seductive.
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face close above his “You are such a tempting little bitch, you know?”
She smiled wide “I am your bitch, baby. Only yours.”
As he pressed her into him, she opened her lips readily. They kissed hard with the familiarity of two people who know each other’s bodies intimately. He left her hair and rubbed her soft, warm back. Manushi came more on top of him and pressed her almost naked body on his body.
The kiss continued long and hot but ultimately they had to break it for want of breath.
Rohan smiled “And what a delicious bitch.”
“If you find me delicious then why do you – “ She broke off as a horn sounded.
“Come, our hotel is here.” He said, getting up and pulling her with him.
“Huh?” Manushi was still mystified but the mystery got solved when Rohan led her down a private jetty where a yacht was moored. It hadn’t been there when they came to the beach.
The way the crew greeted Rohan, Manushi knew the yacht was for them and only for them. She looked around and found that it was well-furnished for luxury and comfort. She followed him into the living area that had seats all around.
“Your hotel, my gorgeous pet.” he touched her nose “We will sleep here tonight.”
“Oh, wow! I love it, I love it!” Manushi hugged him excitedly.
He let her go around and explore the bedrooms and other areas while he himself went to the open deck in the back and sat down in an upholstered chair which was as close to a sofa as one can find at sea. A pretty girl in a tiny bikini brought two mimosa’s on a tray.
“Is everything ready?” He asked her.
“Yes, Sir. On your signal.”
“When I say ‘Cheers!’.” He said.
“I will let the captain know, Sir.” She went back.
Manushi came back all excited.
“This is amazing, baby. Have you seen it?” She stood in front of him “The master bedroom is so nice. Like a five-star hotel. It even has a bathroom with a bathtub. I love it!”
“Good.” He turned her around and pulled the knot on her bikini top strap. Manushi untied the neck strap and dropped the top on another chair. He pulled the knot on her bikini bottoms and Manushi took them off as well. She turned to face him. She looked stunning. He reached between her legs and rubbed her pussy slit with his thumb.
“Wet, darling?”
“I am always wet around you.” She nodded, her breath catching in her throat.
He pushed his shorts down. His cock was hard. It rose up quickly.
“Where is this going to go, Manu?”
She looked in his eyes then said “I think in my ass this time.”
He nodded.
“May I lubricate it first, please, baby?”
Rohan nodded. She lowered her butt and sat on her heels. He opened his legs. She smiled at him as she started licking his cock. She knew it would get even harder from her efforts to lubricate it but she would have to just take it. It was not like he was going to give her a choice. Manushi knew that she was always helpless in his hands and this feeling of being completely in his power she found so intoxicating that she craved it all the time when she was not with him.
In the plane he had fucked her face openly. Now he was going to fuck her ass without caring about the yacht crew being around. This boldness of his had always excited Manushi. Every time he came over, he fucked her in her room. Manushi knew that her screams travelled outside the room and he knew that as well but never cared. Even in front of her family he treated her like she was his property, which she was. She had become very accustomed to his style and his presence in her life was so strong that she was dependent on him for her happiness.
She was sucking his cock, looking up in his eyes, trying to convey to him how much she liked serving him and being his possession. She often told him that she loved him and enjoyed being his bitch but she didn’t know if he really understood how much she cared about him. His cock was an amazing source of pleasure for her but it was him who owned her and without whom she could not imagine her life. She looked lovingly in his eyes as she soaked his cock in her saliva.
“Ready, my bitch?” He caressed her cheek.
“Yes, Sir.” She nodded. She called him baby, darling, or Sir, whatever she felt like. He never stopped her. Once she had called him “Master” but he had told her it was not time for that yet. She wanted to ask him on this trip if it was time for that yet, had she earned it by being a good bitch for him? She wanted to have that. She didn’t know why, but she wanted the right to call him Master.
He took her hand and turned her around, facing the way he was facing, toward the back of the yacht, watching its wake. Manushi opened her legs wide. She reached down and pulled her ass cheeks open. She knew that even with her saliva to lubricate his entry, he was going to hurt in her ass. She held her ass hole open with both hands and lowered her butt on his lap. He pushed up at the same time.
“Oh, mumma!” She yelped as his cockhead entered her tight ass. He pulled her down and sank several more thick, hard inches into her ass “Ah, god!”
Manushi blinked several times to clear the tears from her eyes. Her ass was burning. His fat cock was keeping her sphincter open so wide she could feel it stretched.
“Lower, baby. Keep going.” He grabbed her thighs and pulled her down. Manushi cooperated with his movements but then screamed again when his cockhead entered her anal canal. She knew he would not let her strop until she was fully impaled on his long, hard cock. She remembered in time the trick that she had learnt from experience with him. She rolled her hips and moved up and down before moving down forcefully.
“Hay, mumma!” She screamed as his throbbing beast drilled her anal canal. Rohan took her hot tits in his hands and kissed her back, between her shoulder blades. He pulled her down and with a few forceful strokes he had her fully skewered on his cock. His long, hard shaft was buried so deep in her ass that his cockhead was stirring her bowels when she breathed.
“Ok, my pet?” He kissed her cheek.
“Mhmmm. Yes, baby.” She squirmed “Your cock in my ass feels like heaven.”
He kissed her neck “You are my little piece of heaven that I own, darling.”
“God! You feel so good. Please baby, fuck my ass.” She pleaded “Gaand maaro na meri.”
[Fuck my ass.]
“This will be nice and slow, darling.” He kneaded her tits and kissed her cheek “You are my possession. I want to watch the sunset while I drill my bitch.”
“Mmmmm,” she whimpered “you are so romantic, baby. I love you so much.”
“I love you too, darling.” He kissed her lips softly then said “Come on, here’s your drink.”
He lifted his own glass and they clinked glasses. Rohan said a little loudly “Cheers!”
They sipped their drinks.
Rohan pressed her close so her bare back was rubbing on his chest and placed his cheek next to hers “How long have we been dating, Manu?”
“About six months and one week, baby.” Manushi said “It was in January first week that my MBA class came on a field trip to the company that your dad was buying and I met you.”
“We started dating that day, didn’t we?”
“Yes, baby.” Manushi nodded “You took me out and fucked me that night.”
“And when did you become my bitch?” He kneaded her tits slowly as they talked.
“In the second or third date, baby,” She said “you told me you will own me like a bitch and I accepted it as my destiny.”
He squirmed slightly and his cockhead fucked into her bowels. Manushi moaned.
“Are you happy being my bitch, Manu?”
“Oh yes, baby. I am very happy.” Manushi turned her head and kissed his cheek “I love being your bitch, baby. I hope you are satisfied with your bitch, my love. Is there anything I should improve?”
“You are my gorgeous bitch, Manu, and you do everything well.” He let her roll her hips on his lap and said “I am thinking I should put a collar around your neck and own you permanently.”
“Mmmm, I would love to wear your collar, baby.” She nodded “I am your property in every way, after all. God, baby that plane is making so much smoke, oh no, it’s writing something. WILL....huh, who’s will?”
“No idea, my love.” He ground his cock in her ass and let her watch the skywriting plane write more letters.
“Will you...” She said “it looks like a message “marry....oh, it’s a proposal. How romantic! I hope that girl is watching or this will all be wasted. Will you marry me, Manushi. Manushi? That’s me. It’s for me? Manushi? That’s me, isn’t it? Baby, is this for me? This is for me, isn’t it?”
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