Power Player 3: Claim and Crush
Korben Hunter
Power Player 3
Claim and Crush
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications, 2022
Table Of Contents
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 - Tara’s Night
Chapter 2 – Rohan Needs a Towel
Chapter 3 – Mahima is Interested
Chapter 4 – Family Breakfast
Chapter 5 – Kareena Gets Ready for Office
Chapter 6 – Alia Takes Rohan’s Help
Chapter 7 – Kareena Checks Mail
Chapter 8 – Rohan Lays Down the Law
Chapter 9 – Neetu Gives Rohan Some Sugar
Chapter 10 – Parineeti Shows Cleverness
Chapter 11 – A Quick Break
Chapter 12 – Tara Bares Her Soul
Chapter 13 – Madhuri Behaves
Chapter 14 – Deepika Prepares Esha
Chapter 15 – Tara Starts Earning Her Place
Chapter 16 – Karishma is Angry
Chapter 17 – Aishwarya Shows Her Willingness
Chapter 18 – Aishwarya Begins Her Training
Chapter 19 – Aishwarya Learns a Hard Lesson
Chapter 20 – Aishwarya and Lara Cooperate
Chapter 21 – Esha Fulfils Her Assignment
Chapter 22 – Esha Gives Rohan the Full Tour
Chapter 23 – Kapoor Sisters in a Meeting
Chapter 24 – Esha Gupta Shows Her Dedication
Chapter 25 – Parineeti Shares with Her Friend
Chapter 26 – Rashmika Gets a Surprise
Chapter 27 – Madhuri Has a Guilty Conscience
Chapter 28 – Rani Mukherjee Attends a Meeting
Chapter 29 – Nikesha’s Fond Farewell
Chapter 30 – Rashmika is a Naughty Girl
Chapter 31 – Rani Has Her Own Private Meeting
Chapter 32 – What the Brats Want
Chapter 33 – Kiara is a Good Wife
Chapter 34 – Shweta Confides in Nushrat
Chapter 35 – Aishwarya Needs Tender Care
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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.
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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 series had started as an organic series, I came across something that sparked an idea and I wrote a story. It continues as an organic story as the action that started in book 1 has a straightforward continuation for which book 2 was needed. The flow has been just as smooth and natural in book 3 as well. There is a lot of story to tell and characters to introduce which makes me write this series even when other series stories are pending.
It was originally quite a fantastical idea but I think I have managed to bring some realism into it and now it’s like other stories where things seem plausible even if a little more spicy than in an average person’s life. If it was too real it would become boring, right? It is still porn with a story and it has to have a lot of sex, I just like to embed that sex into realistic situations so it is hot and real. I do take a little bit more liberty in this series to make things slightly more unrealistic if that would bring the spicy quotient up.
Following my normal style, this story also contains a lot of details both in the sex and non-sex scenes. If you know my writing then you would know that I specialise in covering the whole spectrum between sex scenes and non-sex scenes, some of my hottest scenes are born between these two extremes. In this book, there is a good balance of sex and non-sex and the sex scenes, in my opinion, are smoking hot because of this.
In book2 Rohan had started exploring some new territories and new characters which made it almost impossible to not write this story ahead of the others. You would notice that Rohan’s father is not that involved in this book, it’s because I have a long term flow in mind. Things are hotter when they seem like they could happen rather than like a plot from a porn film.
Let’s hope that you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it and we both enjoy a walk down the spicy lane in Rohan’s world.
Series Info
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.
In the second book in the series, Rohan is very much enjoying having a stunningly beautiful fiancée, but he is also keeping his gorgeous mother-in-law in his possession. As he meets more people, girls, as part of his business activities, he is not shy about staking his claim where he likes the scenery.
The third book is a natural progression from the second book. The things that Rohan had started exploring come more in focus in this book. He claims more girls in this story and he is ruthless about exercising his power.
One thing you would notice again in this story is that Manushi also enjoys Rohan’s dominant nature and loves it when he breaks a beautiful girl even if that girl is part of her own family. This theme gives rise to some smoking hot situations which I am sure you would enjoy.
Chapter 1 - Tara’s Night
Tara turned on the sofa for the hundredth time. She was not able to sleep. She didn’t know what it was. She had slept so many times at home when she knew he was sleeping upstairs in Manushi’s room, but somehow being in the hotel with just one door between them, she was finding it like a low-voltage current keeping her machinery active.
He was sleeping with Manushi, she knew that. She had heard him fucking her. She turned over one more time. She knew it would happen. She knew he fucked other girls than just her sister and her sister knew it. She didn’t know this before but she knew it tonight. Maybe that’s what it was. That’s what was making her feel that she would get her chance with him. Or maybe it was making her insecure that she might not get a chance with him when he had so many hot girls to choose from.
She sighed and pushed the covers away. Taking a deep breath she looked in the direction of Rohan’s bedroom then made a decision. She walked up to it with slow, silent steps. She knocked on the door softly.
“Who is it?” Manushi’s voice came after she knocked twice.
“Tara.” She said.
Manushi said “What do you want?”
“Di, I can’t sleep. Can I sleep with you?”
She waited with bated breath. There came the sound of footsteps from inside. Manushi opened the door. She was holding a pillow in front of her. She seemed to be fully naked other than that.
“I can’t sleep on the sofa.” Tara repeated “Can I sleep with you?”
Manushi looked at her, then nodded. She moved aside to let Tara enter then closed the door. There was only a night light on in the room.
“Take your nightie off.” Manushi said, putting the pillow back on the bed. Tara was only wearing a short silk nightie. She took it off. She had given her panties to Rohan earlier so now she was fully naked.
Rohan was sleeping in the middle of the big bed in just his pyjama bottoms. He was half-covered with a comforter which had moved down when Manushi had gotten out of bed. He was sleeping on his right side. From the depression on the bed, Tara could see that Manushi had been sleeping in front of him.
Manushi pointed to that spot and said “Sleep there.”
“But...” Tara was feeling ill at ease. She didn’t expect that Manushi would be completely fooled by her excuse but she didn’t expect it to be this easy.
“Get in the bed or get out.” Manushi said.
Tara grinned “Thank you, di.” She got in bed next to Rohan with her back to him. He put his arm around her and she cuddled up with him. He put his hand on her breast and squeezed it slowly. Tara pressed her naked back into him and pressed closer. Her heart was beating really fast. She could feel his dick through his pyjamas. It was not fully hard, but she could feel it thick and warm. She had felt his dick earlier when she had given him her panties but somehow here, in bed, it seemed to have much more significance.
Manushi got in the bed behind Rohan. Probably the confusion of having two naked female bodies next to him when he expected one woke him up.
“Baby, what’s going on?” He said.
“It’s Tara, baby,” Manushi pressed her hot, naked body on his back “she couldn’t sleep so she wants to sleep here.”
“Hmmm.” His hand on Tara’s breast loosened while he was processing this information.
While he was thinking, Manushi reached inside his pyjamas and pulled his cock out, easily pushing his pyjama pants down in the same motion. He was already hard. She rubbed his cock in her warm hand and it got longer and harder in seconds.
She said “Tara, face this way, honey and open your legs.”
Tara quickly and silently turned to face Rohan and put her leg over his legs to open her legs wide. Manushi guided his cockhead to Tara’s pussy.
“What are you doing, Manu?” Rohan said.
“She needs you, baby,” Manushi kissed behind his neck “just enter her.”
“I do, jiju,” Tara breathed “I really do.”
“But Manu, I told you – “ He was not pulling back but not entering his young saali yet either.
Manushi kept his dick in her hand, rubbing it gently “I know what you told me, my love, but can’t you see the girl is in need? She wants to be yours so badly that she can’t even sleep.”
“She is so young, I can’t take advantage of her, baby.”
Tara cupped his cheek and said “I am twenty-two, jiju, and not a virgin. I know what I am doing. I want you because I love you, not because I can’t get dick. I would rather belong to you than fuck around with those idiot boys in my college.”
“I told you she is smart.” Manushi pressed her soft, firm breasts on his bare back which made his cock pulse in her hand “Just enter her and claim her, baby.”
“We need to talk about this, Tara.” Rohan said.
“No,” Tara said firmly “first fuck me, then talk as much as you want. I love to talk to you but right now I want you in me. And I know you like me too, you get hard when we kiss.”
“Of course, I like you, you are gorgeous!” Rohan said.
“Your gorgeous saali wants to be your possession, jiju,” Tara rubbed his chest slowly “Take me. Please.”
Rohan sighed “Alright. Are you ready?” he pressed his cockhead on Tara’s tight pussy hole.
“Brace up, Tara,” Manushi said “it will hurt when he enters you.”
Instead of replying, Tara grabbed Rohan’s head and kissed him hard. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and clung to him tight. Rohan grabbed her ass and pushed in with a firm thrust so his bulbous cockhead could enter her tight, young pussy.
“Ah, mumma!” Tara screamed and broke the kiss as his massive cock made her young, tight pussy hurt. She could feel the hot pain travelling up her body and it made her whole body buzz. She had thought she could suppress her scream by kissing him but it had not worked. She had known she was going to scream. She had heard Manushi’s screams from her room many times when Rohan was with her and she knew that she would be even tighter than Manushi.
Rohan didn’t go any deeper than that and pulled her to him. They kissed again while she tried to get used to his size. Rohan rolled over and pinned her under him. Tara moaned and put her arms around his body. Manushi pulled his pyjamas off completely which Tara liked as she felt his muscular thighs rubbing on her bare thighs in hot, intimate way.
“More, Rohan, please?” Tara said as they broke the kiss.
Lying next to her, Manushi stroked her little sister’s head “It will hurt more, Tara. Just keep breathing, ok?”
Tara nodded.
Rohan had to push in harder to penetrate her deeper. She was too tight to go in without force and he could not pull back as only his cockhead was in her yet. Tara let out a yelp “Ah, fuck!”
Dr. Nene had been woken by Tara’s first scream. He stirred in bed trying to decide if he should wake his wife. He knew she would not be pleased with him if he disturbed her sleep. Then Tara yelped again. He turned restlessly and decided to risk it.
“Madhu!” He whispered softly “Madhu, did you hear that?”
“What?” Madhuri pretended to wake up. She had heard her Tara’s screams already.
“There was a scream from Rohan’s room.” Nene said.
“Arre, he must be fucking Manu,” Madhuri said, knowing well that this was not true “go back to sleep.”
“Madhu....”
“Dilip, she is his would-be wife.” Madhuri said “I know they are not married now, but this is the modern times. She as good as belongs to him already.”
“No, it sounded like Tara’s screams.” He said.
Even Madhuri could not deny that as another scream came through the walls and it was clearly Tara’s scream.
“Seriously, Dilip,” Madhuri put some acid in her tone “you are going to lie there and listen to which ones of your daughters your son-in-law is fucking? Isn’t that creepy? I think that’s creepy.”
“Urm...” Dr. Nene knew there was some flaw in her logic but he could not think of it.
“Go back to sleep, Dilip.” Madhuri said “I am not going to join you in this. We are invading their privacy. Just because the walls are thin doesn’t give us the right to listen to their private moments.”
Again, Nene felt there was a flaw in her logic but he could not dispute it. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep.
“But Madhu...” He said a second later when Tara’s moans kept coming through the wall.
“Look, dear,” Madhuri tried the gentle approach this time “if Tara is in Rohan’s bed, she is there willingly. You don’t hear any sound of struggle or call for help, do you? When a man with a real dick enters a girl, she screams. If Tara is taking him in her, then it’s her wish. She doesn’t need rescuing or help. Understand?”
This time Nene could not refute her logic at all. He nodded and closed his eyes again.
Rohan looked down at Tara’s face “Should we stop, baby? We can try it at home tomorrow, if you want.”
“No,” Tara shook her head “I want you to take me. Let it hurt. I want you, Rohan.”
“She can handle it, baby,” Manushi stroked Tara’s head “just try to be gentle on her, but she wants it and she can handle it. You can handle it, honey?”
“Yes, di.” Tara nodded.
“Good. He would still hurt in you because he is too big.”
Tara nodded “I know. I want it. I want him to own me like he owns you.”
“You heard her, Rohan,” Manushi said “she is ready for you, and she wants you to take her.”
Rohan kissed Tara’s cheek “I know you are not a virgin, darling, but you are still very tight. I will need to break through to claim you.”
“Yes, break me.” Tara was already breathless from his cock throbbing in her tight cunt “Claim me, Rohan. I am your saali. Make me your property.”
He started moving his hips, grinding slowly which made Tara moan with each move “If I go slow, it hurt more, baby. I will need to enter you quick and deep if I don’t want to hurt you for long.”
Tara rubbed the back of his neck and pulled his face close to hers “Do to me what you need to do, Rohan. I trust you with my life.”
Rohan pulled back slightly and slid his cock deeper into her tight cunt with a forceful push. Tara gasped and screamed as his thick, meaty beast invaded her halfway deep. She could feel his cockhead deep in her pussy where noone had ever reached before and she knew he was still going to go much deeper. She felt her pussy throb and her whole body get warm.
“I need to cum, jiju.” She whispered urgently “Please fuck me harder. Please tell him to fuck me hard, di.”
Manushi didn’t say anything, she just continued to stroke her head as her boyfriend claimed her sister. Rohan didn’t fuck her harder but he moved his hips further to fuck her with smooth in and out strokes. He speeded up his strokes but even at the deepest point he only went halfway deep in her pussy. That seemed like what Tara wanted. Her moans grew louder and longer. His strokes cut off each moan as she pushed in and it created a staccato rhythm that filled the room.
“Oh, fuck, baby!” Tara screamed as her pussy exploded hard and her body shook all over. She felt like the whole room was revolving around her. Nothing was stable. Things were coming in focus and going out in waves. She clung to him with both arms while he fucked her with smooth in and out strokes. Her body reacted to his fucking like it was the most wonderful thing in the world.
She was not feeling any pain only immense amounts of pleasure. Rohan’s long, thick cock was invading her deeper, she could feel that, she loved that. The feeling of being so helplessly claimed by that huge, powerful cock was an amazing and incomparable one. Tara was moaning and screaming. She was keeping her arms wrapped around his neck and squeezing him close so she could feel his hard chest grinding on her hot, firm tits.
“Yes, baby. Claim me, na?” She whimpered when her powerful orgasm started to subside enough that she could talk “Use that cock to break me, Rohan. You know you want to own me. Just own me, na, baby? Please?”
Rohan kissed her hard on the lips. Tara pressed into his mouth eagerly and parted her lips. His saliva flowed into her mouth and she drank it like it was the balm on her wounds. She loved that he was fucking her mouth with his tongue while he was claiming her pussy with his magnificent cock.
“Such a gorgeous babe, you are, Tara.” He kissed her cheek “Who would not want to own you? I won’t mind owning you if your sister didn’t mind.”
“Di,” Tara took Manushi’s hand “please, would you let him own me? Please?”
“We will talk about that later, Tara.” Manushi squeezed her hand “Being broken by his cock is a wonderful experience. Right now just enjoy yourself.”
“Thank you, di.”
Manushi leaned in and kissed Rohan. As they were sucking each other’s lips, Tara pulled them down and joined in the kiss. They had a hot, sloppy, three-way kiss. Tara’s pussy was throbbing around his cock and she started to moan. Manushi slowly pulled back and let Rohan fuck Tara’s mouth as she got close to her next orgasm.
“Oh, fuck, baby!” Tara lifted her ass up off the bed as her body went over the edge into the wonderfully weird unknown land where she could see things that did not exist and had no connection with the real world. His cock was drilling her with smooth, fast strokes and even though he was not fully deep in her she could feel him incredibly deep in her young pussy and it was overwhelming her in the most mind-blowing way.
After her hot, powerful orgasm slowly calmed down, Tara looked up at him, panting and not able talk. She caressed his cheek and rubbed his bare back to try to tell him without words how much she was enjoying herself under him.
“Is it wrong that I love you?” She said when she could catch her breath enough to speak.
“Very wrong.” Rohan said.
“No, not wrong at all.” Manushi said, caressing her head “He is very lovable, Tara, but it’s a complicated thing. But he also loves you, can’t you feel it when he is in you.”
“Yes, di, I can feel it.” Tara nodded and squeezed his hard cock with her tight, young pussy “I wanted to feel him in me for so long. Thank you, di, for....ah...mumma...I am going to....”
As Manushi had said Tara was not a virgin, but in her experience, she had never met anyone like Rohan before. She had liked him on sight, but he was her sister’s boyfriend which had forced her to keep her feelings at bay for a while. In the end, she had had to accept it that she was in love with him and wanted to have him in her even if it was wrong. That had made her feel more peaceful. Right now she had him in her and with her sister right there. It was a combination of naughtiness and pleasure that was keeping her constantly hot and her pussy was ready to erupt again and again at just the faintest suggestion.
She clung to his neck and pressed her face in the crook of his neck as her pussy erupted and she once again lost all connection with her surroundings. She moaned in his ear as his cock drilled her smoothly in and out. She could feel her pulse in her pussy as she was stretched tight by his meaty shaft. She kissed and sucked his neck, moaning and whispering in his ear.
“Mmmm, baby, oh, god, baby!” She was rubbing his back and trying to keep her sanity as the mind-blowing orgasm was taking her apart like cardboard.
Even after the orgasm subsided, Tara was still quite hot and looked at him with lust and desire in her eyes. By now Rohan was getting incredibly turned on. Tara being a stunningly beautiful girl and on top of that his young sister-in-law, she had always been the forbidden fruit that he had been trying not to taste. Tonight, Manushi herself had brought her under him and that was even more erotic for Rohan. He could feel Tara’s tight, hot pussy give under his forceful strokes and he was loving the feeling of conquering this young beauty.
“Yes, baby! Take it.” She whispered as he speeded up his strokes “Take it all, Rohan. It’s all yours, baby. Fuck me. Fuck me any way you want. I am yours. All yours.”
She arched her back and lifted her ass off the bed as the electric sensations galvanised her young, slender body. Rohan was too excited now, her hot, hardened tits grinding on his chest were driving him wild. Looking at her gorgeous young face distorted in the orgasmic agony was to exciting to ignore. He drove his cock deep into her young, tight pussy and slammed her ass into the bed, causing her to yelp as her orgasm spiked with the hard assault of his cock. He gripped her shoulders from below and continued to pound her mercilessly, his cockhead ramming her cervix again and again until he exploded inside her like a bomb.
“Ah, fuck, baby!” He cried out and sank his teeth into her neck, fucking her hard as he pumped his hot seed into her young womb, marking her as his property. She came again as she felt his heat flooding her womb and claiming her as his possession. She rubbed his back, holding him tight to her naked body, whispering hot, dirty things in his ear as she welcomed his mark on her, massaging his cock with her tight pussy, accepting his load in her as his brand on her soul.
He kept fucking her slowly, in and out, and looked at her sweet, gorgeous face “Are you ok? Was that too hard for you?”
Tara grinned and cupped his cheek “That was just perfect, my love. You gave me what I was craving for so long. Thank you so much for that.”
Rohan kissed her lips softly “Good. I am glad.”
“Am I your property now like Manushi is?” Tara looked at him eagerly.
“We will talk about that, darling.” He said as he continued slowly saw in and out of her tight cunt.
“Yes, you are, sister.” Manushi said “Don’t let him misguide you. You now belong to him as much as I belong to him.”
Tara’s smile made her beautiful face glow “Thank you, di. Thank you for letting him claim me.”
“Well, you were very bold tonight, knocking on my bedroom door like that.” Manushi said “And asking to sleep with my fiancé.”
“I figured if he can fuck Alia di then what’s wrong with me?” Tara said then covered her mouth with her hand “Oh, shit! You know about Alia, don’t you, Manu di?”
“Relax. I know about him banging Alia.” Manushi said “But how do you know about him fucking Alia?”
“Di, Alia di came here in that slutty nightie, asking to take him to her bedroom,” Tara said “I would have to be very stupid not to get what she wanted.”
“Oh, really?” Manushi grinned “I think Alia thought she was being very clever.”
“Maybe if weren’t such a slut, I would have believed her excuse.” Tara also grinned.
Rohan pulled his cock slowly out and Tara moaned when his cockhead popped out of her used pussy.
“Can you sleep now?” Rohan smiled.
“You won’t make me suck your cock clean like you do with Manu di?” Tara looked at him.
Manushi narrowed her eyes “You know too much, girl.”
Tara just flashed a coy smile.
Rohan lay down on the bed.
“Go, kneel between his legs.” Manushi said.
Tara complied and knelt between Rohan’s legs. She lowered her head and started licking his cock.
“Mmmmm, you were right, di,” Tara said “he is delicious.”
“When was I right? When did I tell you that?” Manushi challenged.
Tara grinned and continued licking Rohan’s cock, taking him in her mouth to wipe his cum from his cock with her soft, warm lips.
Manushi kissed Rohan and said “I don’t trust this girl. She is trying to take my place.”
“No di, never.” Tara lifted her head “But if you allow me, I will be his side piece. That’s all I ever asked him.”
“We will see.” Manushi said.
Rohan pushed his fingers into Tara’s silken locks and pushed her head down “More sucking, less talk, my bitch.”
Tara moaned and continued sucking his cock.
When he was fully clean and allowed her to get up, she asked “May I sleep here tonight, please, di?”
Manushi nodded “You can sleep in front of him but get up and go sleep on the sofa before mom and dad wake up.”
“Oh, ok.” Tara had not thought about that.
This time all three of them slept naked, Tara in front of Rohan, with his arms around her and his hands kneading her hot, firm tits. Manushi hugged him from behind, pressing her tits on his back. Tara fell asleep easily this time, but it took Rohan a while to drift off.
Chapter 2 – Rohan Needs a Towel
“Mumma!” Manushi said.
“Yes, baby?” Madhuri stopped on her way to the little kitchenette.
“Please give a towel to Rohan, will you, mumma?” Manushi said from the sofa.
“There are no towels in the bathroom?”
“Well, there were,” Manushi said “but your young princess Tara Sutaria used them up. There are more in that closet, please give him one, mumma, he is in the shower.”
Madhuri went to the closet and took out a couple of big bath towels. She brought them to Manushi “Here, you give him, honey. He is in the shower, I don’t want to....”
“Come on, mumma!” Manushi looked up at him “Don’t start that again. I am painting my nails. You give him, na.”
“Well...” Madhuri looked at the bathroom door then looked at Manushi who was really painting her nails, then she looked at the bedroom door where her husband was still asleep. Finally she sighed and walked to the bathroom door.
“Rohan, baby, here are some towels for you.” She opened the door and called out.
There was no sound.
Manushi said “Mumma, he is in the shower, he can’t hear you. Go and give him, na.”
Pushing the door open, Madhuri entered the bathroom. She closed the door and looked at the shower stall which was steamed up.
“Rohan!” She called out.
He opened the shower door slightly and looked out “Hi, Madhu.”
“Towels, baby.”
“Just put them that bench, Sasu Maa. Thanks.”
Madhuri put the towels on the little bench and turned to him “Ok then....”
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him “And you come here.”
She collided with his wet chest.
“Rohan! Baby....”
He pulled her into the shower stall and closed the door. Madhuri was in her nightie, she started to get soaked.
“Baby, Manu is right outside. What are you doing?”
“Taking what belongs to me.” He said as he pinned her to the shower wall and started kissing her neck.
“Your father-in-law is asleep, baby, what if he wakes up?” She murmured but could not help moaning as he grabbed and kneaded her tits in that thin lace nightie which was soaking wet already.
He took her hands and interlaced his fingers in hers. He held her hands on the shower wall on each side of her and kept her back pinned to the wall as he looked in her eyes “Who do you belong to, Madhu?”
“You.” She breathed.
Rohan pressed closer, letting his hard cock rub between her legs “Half to me and half to the doctor?”
“No,” she shook her head “only to you.” She moved her hips, rubbing her pussy on his hard, erect cock, squeezing his meaty shaft between her thighs.
“I am not clear, Sasu Maa, tell me clearly, who do you really belong to?”
His dominance was making Madhuri wet even more than his cock. Her pussy had been tingling since she entered the bathroom, but now it was throbbing. She could feel that familiar itch deep in her pussy that needed his cock.
“You.” She said, her voice almost a gasp.
“No, I can’t hear you.” He moved even closer and pressed his chest on her tits “Who do you belong to? This beautiful woman before me, with the killer body and the erection-making eyes, whose property is she?”
“She belongs to you.” Madhuri was panting but she raised her voice above the noise of the water “She is your property.”
“Only my property?” he continued to grind his chest on her tits, making her squirm in place. His cock was rock hard and pressing on her pussy slit.
“Yes, yes, yes! Only yours!” Madhuri nodded and bucked her hips to feel his cockhead on her pussy entrance “Only yours, Rohan. I am your property.”
“Then who should I worry about?” He moved his hips and she gasped as his cockhead was lodged right on her pussy hole, ready to enter.
“Nobody. Nobody ever, baby.” She looked in his eyes “I am yours. Completely yours. Please, daal do.”
[Enter me.]
“Daal doon?” He kept tormenting her by grinding his cock on her pussy hole without going in.
[Enter you?]
“Yes, please, please, daal do andar.” She pleaded.
[Put it in me.]
He took her face in his hands and made her look up into his eyes “Daal doon? Even though my fiancée is outside and your husband is sleeping right next door? Phir bhi daal doon?”
[Enter you? Even then I should put it in you?]
“Haan.” Madhuri was panting now “Daal do. Aur chodo mujhe, ragdo jaise tumhara dil kare, Rohan.”
[Yes, enter me, and fuck me, pound me, any way you want, Rohan.]
“Why?”
“Because I am your possession. Tumhara maal hoon main. Ah!” She lifted her head and cried out as he pushed with his hips and his thick, hard cock entered her tight, wet pussy, stretching her wide and fitting so tightly in her hole that even air could not get in.
[I am your property.]
“Kiska maal?” He said in her ear as he started fucking her in and out.
[Whose property?]
“Tumhara.” She put her arms around his neck and clung to him tightly with her tits pressing on his chest “Sirf tumhara maal.”
[Yours. Only your property.]
He crushed her soft, delicate body against the shower wall as he started drilling her cunt with deep, smooth strokes, his cockhead invading her body in a way that was taking her breath away. The hot water was washing over their bodies. Madhuri sucked his wet neck as she moaned in his ear, trying to stay up under his forceful fucking. Her hands were roaming all over his naked, manly body and she was loving the way he was claiming her unapologetically.
“Don’t tell me I need someone else’s permission to use you,” He grabbed her hair and turned her face up “I will fuck you where I want, when I want.”
“Yes, Sir.” She whimpered “Aap jahan loge main doongi. You don’t need anybody’s permission. Tumhari jahan marzi hogi tum chodoge mujhe. Main tumhara maal hoon, baby, sirf tumhari property.”
[I will spread for you where you want. You will fuck wherever you like. I am your property, baby, only your property.]
Her words made his cock throb in her pussy and he slammed her ass into the wall with his forceful thrusts that showed how turned on he was to have her in his possession. Madhuri’s yelps got louder as her pussy got hotter with his hard use.
“Anh, Rohan! Rohan! Ah, baby!” She cried and dug her teeth into his neck as her pussy exploded hard, making her whole body tremble with the powerful orgasm.
“You belong to Rohan, Madhu, do you understand that?” He rammed her cervix with his cockhead, making her gasp “You are my possession. You belong to me now.”
Madhuri whimpered “Yes, baby. Yes. Your property. Chodo jaise tumhara dil kare. Mujhe tod do, barbaad kar do. Ah, Rohan! Baby, tum hi mere maalik ho ab. Oh, ma! Mar gayee.”
[Fuck me as you like. Break me, destroy me. You are my owner now.]
Her pussy spiked so hard that she could feel the pain in every cell in her body. She almost fell down as her knees folded. Rohan grabbed her ass and squeezed her buttocks hard as he kept her in his grip and continued to rip her apart mercilessly with his monster cock. Madhuri gave him no resistance. She surrendered her body in his arms and held herself up by keeping her arms wrapped around his neck.
As her pussy pulsed hard around his cock and soaked his meaty shaft with her hot, oily juices all the way to the base, Rohan began to feel his balls get tight. His cock throbbed like it was a stick of dynamite about to go off. Madhuri could feel his rising urgency and squeezed tightly against him.
“Yes, baby, yes, Rohan, daal do mere andar.” She urged “I love it when you mark me, Rohan. I want to feel your brand on my body, on my soul. You have claimed me as your property, honey. You have a right to brand your property. Pump it in me, Rohan. I want to feel your heat in my womb. Only you own this body now, darling. Mark me the way only an owner can mark his bitch. I am your bitch, na, Rohan? Tumhari kutiya hoon na main? Fuck your bitch, baby. Ah!”
[Pump it in me. ... I am your bitch now, aren’t I?]
“Ungh, god!” He grunted as his cock erupted in her cunt, the explosion shaking both their bodies. Madhuri groaned and took his cum deep in her body, squeezing his cock to milk his cum into her womb. She could feel his heat in her womb as he pumped his load into her and marked her as his possession. Her pussy erupted from his heat and she moaned in his ear as she bathed his cock with her cunt juices. They continued to grind against each other driven by unparalleled lust, his cock slamming ruthlessly deep into her cunt and ripping her apart.
It seemed to Madhuri that her long orgasm carried on for an eternity during which she was just a speck of light in an otherwise dark universe. She was the happiest woman in the vast universe. She was happiness itself. She rubbed his bare, wet back with both hands and pressed herself against his solid, manly body as she felt him continue to drill her cunt in and out.
Finally, after a long time, he lifted his head off her shoulder and looked into her eyes “Good morning, Sasu Maa.”
Madhuri burst out laughing. She cupped his cheek and rubbed his wet face slowly “Good morning, my love. It’s such an amazing morning. Thank you.”
Madhuri hardly needed his guidance as he took her hair and put her on her knees at his feet. She started licking his cock without needing his command.
The shower water was being blocked by his body and she was able to taste his cum as she ran her tongue over his cock then under his cock, licking and eating the cum trapped between his dick and his balls. She gave each of his balls a tongue bath and ate every little droplet of his cum like it was a delicious dessert. Then she took his cock in her mouth and started sucking it, keeping her eyes up in his eyes as she worshipped the cock that had just claimed her one more time.
It took hardly a minute before Rohan’s cock was hard again. Madhuri sucked it back and forth, taking it as deep as possible in her mouth but it was not fitting any more. When Rohan pulled her up by the hair, Madhuri didn’t resist and let him turn her around to face the wall.
“Gaand maaroge?” She whimpered.
[You are going to fuck my ass?]
“Maaroonga.” He grabbed her neck and pressed her to the wall. Madhuri moaned as she put her hands on the wet wall and spread her legs wide. She knew he was going to hurt in her ass and she wanted to give him as much access as possible.
[Yes, I am.]
“Ji.” She accepted her fate and turned her ass up, ready to be impaled.
Rohan rubbed her smooth, light brown ass hole with his thumb then pushed his thumb in. She moaned and jerked forward slightly.
Keeping her pinned to the wall, Rohan pushed his thumb in and out of her ass slowly a few times “Who owns this ass, Madhu?”
“You do, baby.” Madhuri was breathless. She knew for all his gentleness he was going to pound her ass hard.
“Don’t have any doubt any more, do you?” He picked up the bottle of shower gel and started to lubricate Madhuri’s ass with two fingers. The more time he was taking getting her ready the more Madhuri was sure that he was going to rip her apart.
“Never had any doubts, Rohan.” She said, still a bit scared but very submissive in her response “You were always going to own my ass. I never gave you any resistance, did I, baby?”
He placed his cockhead on her ass hole and pushed slightly to stretch her puckered rim but not hard enough to enter her “No, you were a good girl.”
“I will always be a good girl for you, Rohan.” Madhuri was shifting her weight from foot to foot, scared of what he was about to do to her “I will always obey you without question.”
“Good. I like that.” Rohan passed his hands around her and grabbed her tits. Then holding her tits as his grips, he pushed in harder and jammed the first few inches of his massive dick into her tight ass “I like an obedient bitch.”
“Ah, god!” Madhuri cried out as his cock stretched her ass like a latex glove. She took a breath and blinked away her tears then said “Yes, baby. I am your obedient bitch.”
He kneaded her hot, heavy tits and used them for grip as he started fucking her ass with in and out strokes, keeping her fully in his control. She moaned and squirmed as he drilled her ass and tried not to scream too loudly but that was not in her hands.
Rohan started reaching deeper in her ass with his throbbing, hard cock and Madhuri could not control her moans any more. She could feel his large, manly hands crushing her soft tits and the heat from them was enough to make her cry out but when combined with the heat that his thick meatpole was causing in her ass it was driving her crazy.
“Fuck me, baby.” She was panting “Aise hi meri gaand maaro. Aur andar tak. Tumhari property hoon main. Jaise chodoge main chudoongi. Tod do meri gaand. Ah, yes, yes ,Rohan. Chodo andar tak.”
[Fuck my ass like that. Even deeper. I am your property. I will surrender however you want to fuck me. Break my ass. Fuck me fully deep.]
His cock was drilling her anal canal now and the arousal coursing through her veins was incredible. She was moaning and screaming, without any sense of where she was or who might hear her. His cock was ripping her ass apart and his hands were crushing her full, heavy tits ruthlessly. Madhuri knew she would not last long and she was trying to control it but she could feel that it was a losing battle.
“Anh, Rohan. Anh.Rohan! Rohan! Baby!” The deeper his cock went into her ass, the more Madhuri felt out of control. His cockhead was so incredibly deep in her anal canal that she could feel it taking charge of her whole body and mind.
Then Rohan left her tits and grabbed her shoulders without reducing the speed of his strokes. Madhuri’s tits got crushed on the wet wall and as her nipples ground on the smooth wall, she lost all control and came so hard that her body shook the shower cubicle. Rohan chose that moment to penetrate her ass fully. He gripped her shoulders tight and jammed his cock so deep into her ass that it reached her bowels.
“Oh, ma!” She yelped as his cockhead stirred her bowels and kept ramming in again and again. Her soft, delicate body was being slammed into the shower wall with his powerful strokes and Madhuri was going insane with the way his hard use was shooting her into a deep, dark space where she had no connection with reality. She was aware of his thick, meaty cock drilling her ass, but the rest of the world was not in her focus and it was not important.
“Who is my whore, Sasu maa?” He said in her ear as he kept fucking her ass like she was literally just a cheap whore and nothing more. She was not giving him any reason to think otherwise. She was pushing her ass back and taking his cock in her ass like she was his personal whore.
“I am, baby, I am your whore.” She panted “Only your whore. Maaro, meri gaand maaro apni randi bana ke. Rohan, I want to be your whore, baby. Please, chodo aise hi andar tak.”
[Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass like that, like your whore. Please, fuck me deep.]
Her orgasm had subsided but even before it had fully calmed down, Madhuri could feel her next eruption already building up between her legs. Her pussy was throbbing like it had electric current flowing through it and she knew that she needed that wonderful, massive cock inside her to get to that same edge which she was addicted to already.
Rohan did not let her up. He grabbed her neck and pressed her cheek to the wet wall as he kept destroying her ass like a beast. His rough use made Madhuri’s pussy explode so hard that she cried out loudly and two tears from her eyes rolled down her cheeks, mixing with the shower water.
“God, baby!” She cried out as her pussy pumped out her cum so hard that it hit the wall “I love your cock, Rohan. Baby, I love you, I love you as my owner.”
He kept fucking her and her pussy went for another spike even as her orgasm was going on. He kept her neck in his grip and pressed her cheek to the wall, giving her nowhere to go except to submit to the rough assaults of his cock. His cock was drilling through her like a battering ram and hitting her bowels each time. Madhuri could feel him overpowering her physically and emotionally. His cock owned her and he was teaching her that with hard, brutally deep thrusts of his hips.
“Meri gaand maaro. It’s your property.” She whimpered as her tits ground in the hot water of the shower on the wall and she felt electric currents shooting off toward her pussy “Your whore, baby. Only your whore. Keep me as your whore. Own my ass. Own your whore mother-in-law, Rohan. This is what I am made for. Don’t let me go. Keep me as your bitch.”
[Fuck my ass.]
Her next orgasm was right on the heels of the last one and as Madhuri cried out, she heard Rohan grunt in her ear and the next moment, he was pumping his hot cum into her bowels. The heat that rose from her bowels made Madhuri yelp and her orgasm spiked so hard that she felt the familiar pain electrify all her cells in the same microsecond.
“Whose whore?” He said as he kept drilling her ass and filling her with his hot cum.
“Yours. Only yours.” She panted “Rohan, please believe me. I belong to you, and your cock, nobody else. Jaise chodoge main chudoongi, baby. Jo bologe main karoongi. Sirf tumhari property hoon main. Sirf tumhari.”
[I will submit to however you want to fuck me. I will do whatever you tell me. I am your property. Only yours.]
He fucked her for another minute but slowed his strokes down. Then loosening his grip on her, he said “My whore?”
“Yes, baby. Yes, my Owner. Only your whore.”
“And where is the whore’s place?”
Madhuri turned to look at him “At her owner’s feet.”
He slowly pulled his cock out of her ass “Get on your knees.”
“Yes, Sir.” Madhuri lowered herself to the wet floor and started sucking his cock. The taste of his cum was quickly becoming her addiction and his messy cock was a real treat for her to suck. She looked up at him and tried to smile with her soft, pink lips wrapped around his thick cock. Her pussy and ass were both raw from his hard use, her thighs were sore but she had never been happier than she was now.
Rohan caressed her cheek and looked down into her eyes “My possession.”
Madhuri nodded happily.
When Madhuri came out of the bathroom a little later walking stiffly, she was soaking wet, her nightie was clinging to her body and water was dripping from her body on to the floor.
She looked at Manushi angrily “He is such a naughty boy, your boyfriend!”
Manushi broke into laughter “Sorry, mumma. He is naughty. I will talk to him.”
“Hmph!” Madhuri didn’t dignify that with a response and marched toward her bedroom.
Chapter 3 – Mahima is Interested
Mahima entered the suite to find Manushi in the living room.
“Good morning, Manushi.” She said “Mummy ji was saying it would be nice if we can have breakfast as a family before we all go our way.”
“Hi, Mahima! Good morning.” Manushi said “Sounds good. I am ready but can you tell Rohan, please? Maybe he will get ready faster if you tell him. I have told him a dozen times.”
“Sure. Where is he?” Mahima said.
“In the bedroom,” Manushi pointed “go right ahead. I will just put my heels on.”
“Ok.” Mahima proceeded toward the door she had indicated.
This morning Mahima was wearing a sheer white shirt with full sleeves and a strapless white top that was not much bigger than a tube top. It was showing her milky white tits in a deep cleavage as the shirt was not buttoned up. Her black cotton skirt was low on her hips, starting several inches below her navel. It was tight on her hips then flared out over her thighs. It was covering down to her mid-thighs. Her long legs were bare and she was wearing 7” high pointed heels in black. Her hair was shining like it had been brushed carefully for a long time this morning. It was framing her sweet, beautiful face like a filmstar.
As Mahima walked toward the bedroom in her high heels with her long steps showing her shapely legs, Manushi started to calculate if she could find a chance for Rohan to nail her. It gave her a huge rush when Rohan claimed a beautiful, proud woman. From Mahima’s dress up today, she was guessing that Rohan would not have much trouble breaking her. She did a quick calculation in her head – Rohan had fucked Alia and Parineeti, that was two Kapoor daughter-in-law’s. If he fucked Mahima also, he would own all three wives of the three brothers. It made Manushi’s pussy tingle to think about that. She started to think of possible ways she could bring Mahima under him today.
“Good morning, Rohan.” Mahima entered the bedroom without knocking and closed the door behind her.
He was wearing pants but no shirt. He smiled “Good morning, naughty girl.”
Mahima rushed to him and pressed her body against him as she turned her face up for his lips. He kissed her, pressing his lips on her soft, red lips, and teasing them with his tongue. His hands went down her back and she squeezed her ass as they sucked each other’s lips. Mahima pressed her pussy on his crotch and was grinding wantonly as she opened her mouth for his tongue. The kiss was hot and passionate but not long. They had to part for want of breath.
“God, I so want to get under you!” She breathed “When will you fuck me, Rohan?”
“Not sure, darling.” He slipped his hand under her skirt and kneaded her tight, bare ass cheeks “Will have to find a chance. Won’t be here obviously, but I will probably call you to my office with some modelling excuse.”
“Any excuse is fine for me,” She opened her legs so he could feel that she was not wearing panties today “but will you be able to fuck me in your office?”
“If not then I will take you somewhere else.” He winked.
She put her hand on his dick and rubbed it slowly “Yes, please. You know I am eager and ready. Just call me soon. I will wait for it.”
Chapter 4 – Family Breakfast
The breakfast party was much smaller than last night’s dinner gathering as many of the relatives had left already. The Kapoor women including their new would-be daughter-in-law were in different clothes as they had expected to stay the night in the hotel. Madhuri, Shweta and Manushi were in the same dresses but still looking gorgeous. As it was morning, the hotel had arranged their breakfast on the front lawn which was pleasant and fresh.
Neetu Kapoor came and hugged Rohan “Thank you so much for staying for breakfast. I know you have a thousand business things to do but I appreciate this chance to spend more time with you.”
“Of course,” Rohan didn’t grab her ass as there were other family members in sight but he put his arm around her and kissed her cheek “family is important. More important than business.”
“You are so sweet.” She smiled as he caressed her bare back slowly, she was wearing a saree and a backless blouse “You need to come our place soon. Maybe you can spend the night some time when you are not so pressed for business appointments?”
“I would love to spend the night with you, Neetu.” He looked in her eyes and squeezed her waist in his hand “Whenever you invite me.”
“You have an open invitation, dear.” She smiled “Come in whenever you have time. It would be wonderful to have you.”
As they walked toward the big breakfast table, they were both facing the family. Rohan lowered his hand and squeezed Neetu’s ass while nobody could see. Then he let her out of his grip and faced the rest of the family. The breakfast was served on a big table in buffet style with chairs all around it where everybody could serve themselves. There were servers around to make any hot food that the guests may want.
Alia wanted to sit next to Rohan but Tara didn’t give her the chance. Alia was wearing a red chiffon saree with sequins in it and a very deep red blouse that had two noodle straps over her shoulders and no back at all. It hooked in the back with a thin tapering strap hardly an inch wide. Rest of her smooth back was bare and with her hair tied in a fancy bun there was nothing to block that sexy view. Her saree was tied a couple of inches below her navel and was transparent enough to show her navel through the pallu. She had walked around several times so that Rohan could notice her bare back as well as her milky white cleavage in the tight braless blouse. She had taken special care to get ready this morning which was evident in her carefully applied make up and red lipstick that matched her red saree. Her small tight ass looked really hot in that tight saree which Rohan had already noticed.
While they were eating, Manushi said “Alia, did you get your photo folder sorted? Rohan was saying he could only set up one side of your folder sync because you could not remember your Google Drive password?”
“Huh? My password.” Alia looked at her, then at Rohan “Oh, yes! Yes, I found the password later, sure.”
“So you don’t need Rohan’s help now to set up the rest of the sync, right?” Manushi said “You can set it up yourself?”
Alia’s ears perked up. She said slowly “Er....well...I can, I mean I can try to....but if Rohan had time, he could do it faster, and maybe teach me also?”
Manushi was sitting next to Rohan, she put her hand on his shoulder “Baby, please help her, no? She is always lost with new technology. I used to set up her phone unlocking when we were in college. Once you are gone, she will be helpless.”
It was Ranbir who answered “We have to check-out before 11am.”
But now Alia had a hope and she was wrecking her brain to create this opportunity. She looked at Ranbir “I am already fully ready, baby. You can take your stuff down and I know you will help mummy ji to get all the engagement stuff in the car. In that time, I will get Rohan to help me with the iPad then I will join you downstairs.”
Ranbir nodded “Ok, that sounds fine, if Rohan has time.”
“Sure,” Rohan said casually “I will help you before I go.”
Chapter 5 – Kareena Gets Ready for Office
“Saifu! Where are my shoes?” Kareena yelled.
“Just bringing, darling, just bringing them,” Her husband said as he entered the bedroom “one of them had a wine stain on it, I was just cleaning it.”
“Couldn’t you have checked when I came back from the club that night?” Kareena said “Must you do everything at the last moment?”
“I am sorry, baby, I will remember from next time.” He put the shoes down and looked at his stunning wife as she came towards him “Erm....baby, that dress is....”
“Nice, right?” Kareena posed.
The dress was more than nice, it was spectacular. But it was also spectacularly revealing. It was a dark red dress in silk with sequins all over it. Her mature, milky white tits were covered by two cups that were placed so wide apart that the amount of cleavage was insane. If they slipped one centimetre, her nipples would be revealed, they were that wide apart. The two noodle straps that moved up her chest to tie behind her neck didn’t cover her fair body at all.
“A little short, isn’t it?”
“Of course, it’s short,” Kareena said “why would I hide my long legs. I have nice legs, Saifu, are you trying to say I don’t?”
“No, no, not that not that at all.”
He could not have said that she didn’t have nice legs because she did. Her legs were long, shapely and creamy smooth. That dress didn’t cover much of them. The hem of the supershort dress stopped on her upper thighs, leaving her long legs fully bare to be admired.
“Then what are you trying to say?” Kareena demanded.
“Just that, it’s a bit short.”
“You said that already. What do you mean by that?” Kareena turned “Where is my lipstick?”
“Oh, my god!” Saif exclaimed.
“What? What? What happened?” Kareena looked at him.
“Baby, this dress has no back, it....it....it shows your ass crack.”
“For god’s sake! You scared me, Saifu.” Kareena started putting dark red lipstick on her soft, luscious lips “Of course it has no back. It’s a backless dress. And what you call ass crack in your vulgar language, is called coinslot. It’s the fashion right now.”
She turned to put the lipstick back in her purse and Saif stared at her back. The dress did not cover her back at all and bared more than an inch of her ass crack creating a kind of second cleavage by squeezing her ass cheeks together.
“Maybe, you should…try a bra? A small one?” Saif suggested timidly.
“How dare you? Saif Kapoor, are you suggesting that my tits are not hot?”
Again, Saif floundered. Her tits were hot, they were full, heavy and right now squeezed in that skin tight dress with just a hint of sag. Kareena Kapoor was looking at forty in the rearview mirror but she had the body of a thirty year old which she maintained with an immense amount of workout and dieting.
“Baby, just that this dress....the cleavage....”
Kareena sat down on the bed “Shoes pehnao.”
Saif sat on the floor and started to put the shoes on her feet. They were red stilettos with 8” pointed heel. They had long noodle straps that would wrap around her leg in criss-cross fashion and tie on her thigh. Saif started to wrap the straps for the first shoe on her leg, and then suddenly stopped.
“Baby! You are not wearing panties.” He gasped.
“Come on, Saif. When do I wear panties?”
“Erm....baby, in this short dress, maybe....a little thong...”
“Saif, get on your knees.” Kareena said firmly.
Her husband knew that tone. He lost no time in getting on his knees. Kareena grabbed his head in both hands. She opened her legs and pulled his head between them. Saif could smell her bare, hot pussy.
“Do you mean to say that that’s not a sexy pussy?”
“It’s very sexy, baby, but....”
“Would you like to lick that pussy tonight, Saif?” Kareena’s tone was still firm and pointed.
“Yes. Yes.” Saif nodded.
“Then you behave yourself.”
“Sorry, baby. I am so sorry.” He said immediately.
“You know this pussy owns you, do you not?” She pulled his hair to make him look up at her.
“I do. I am sorry, honey.”
She nodded “Shoes pehnao.”
After that, Saif didn’t say anything. He just looked at her pussy which was glistening with her cunt juices and worked on putting the strap of her shoe around her milky white leg.
He was putting on the second shoe when Kareena said “Hmmm, I think I can still the see wine stain.”
“Oh, no. I washed them with soap.”
“Am I lying then?” Kareena challenged.
“No....no!” Saif said quickly.
“Try saliva to get it off.”
“Yes, dear.” Saif knew what she was saying. He lowered himself on his hands and knees. Dipping his head, he licked the strap of her shoe slowly.
She let him lick it twice before she said “Yes, that seems to have cleared it. Carry on.”
He continued putting the straps around her leg and tied a knot in the strap behind her thigh. As he stood up, she stood up with him and easily pushed him back into the wall. She opened his pants and pushed them down along with his shorts. She reached between his legs. His cock was little but hard. She wrapped her fingers around it, it didn’t fill all of them, and pressed closer so her mouth was next to his ear.
“Mr. Saif Kapoor,” she said softly as she teased and squeezed his tiny dick in her hand “no girl would go crazy for this little pencil you carry in your pants. But I let you lick my pussy, I suck your dick, I even let you put it in me. Instead of getting on your knees and thanking god that you have such a hot wife who fucks you, you have the nerve to criticise my style and make me feel bad. This has to change, or you will be changed.”
Saif was almost ready to cum in her hot hand. He was holding on with an effort.
“I am sorry, baby.” He was breathing hard “I will be careful.”
“Who owns this cock, Saifu?” She looked in his eyes.
He met her eyes with a huge effort “You do, my love.”
“You won’t forget that, will you?”
“I....I won’t.”
“What you won’t?” she squeezed his pulsing cock in her hand.
Saif swallowed “I....I won’t forget that you own me and you own my dick.”
“Your little dick.” She corrected.
“My little dick.” He accepted.
“Let’s go to the office.” She left his cock as abruptly as she had grabbed it “I have work to do.”
Chapter 6 – Alia Takes Rohan’s Help
“You think Ranbir will take some time to load the car?” Rohan said as they walked to the lifts.
“I hope so, mummy ji has lots of stuff to take back home.” Alia pressed the button for the lift “But even if he comes back, tum rukna mat. Poori lena meri.”
[...don’t stop. Fuck me properly.]
“Oh, yeah?” Rohan smiled “And what will he say?”
Alia said “I will manage him later, right now I want you to pound me like you did last night, I have never had that kind of amazing drilling.”
The lift came and she entered. She pressed the button for her floor “I am already so...ah!”
Rohan took her hand and pressed her to the wall with her body crushed against it. He sucked her bare back in that backless blouse and bit her flesh next to her spine. She moaned and grunted as he ground his cock on her ass. As his hot mouth moved along her spine and to her neck, Alia was already hot and breathless. The lift opened on her floor. There was nobody else outside.
Grabbing her wrist, he turned her to the open door and slapped her ass hard.
“Ah!” Alia yelped.
He led her out of the lift and slapped her left ass cheek with the back of his right hand. Alia’s body jerked as her pussy tingled and pulsed from his hard, stinging slaps. He continued to spank her ass with such hard slaps as she walked down the corridor to her room. By the time she got to her door, her ass was burning and her pussy was throbbing so wildly that her legs were trembling. She was having trouble walking and she practically fell against her door. He didn’t stop spanking her ass even as she was opening the door.
“Please, Rohan, I need –“
Without letting her say what she needed, Rohan simply grabbed her hair and pushed her down on her knees. He opened his pants with one hand. He jerked her hair and as she opened her mouth to scream he pushed his thick, hard cock into her mouth. Alia didn’t protest. She started sucking his cock.
“Look up at me.” He said. She looked up at him and saw that he was recording her sucking his cock with his phone. She kept looking up and sucked his cock deeper into her mouth. The way he was treating her like a whore was making her whole body burn with desire.
“Get naked.” He told her, keeping her hair in one hand as he fucked her face while recording it all with the phone in his other hand.
There was no question of Alia not obeying. She opened her blouse hooks and took it off. Rohan leaned down to grab and knead her tits. She moaned and surrendered to everything he wanted to do to her. He turned the camera off and tossed his phone on the bed. He picked her up like a ragdoll and dumped her on the bed. She landed sideways on the big bed with the headboard on her right. She quickly kicked off her saree and got fully naked.
He turned her over as he came on top of her and pressed his cock between her legs. Alia moaned and quickly opened her legs wider to give him full access to her pussy.
“Are you my saali or my whore?” He said, grinding his cockhead on her pussy while he sucked and bit her bare back.
“Mmmm, both, baby.” Alia moaned.
His hand landed on her ass with a loud slap and this time on her bare ass it stung much more than before.
“One.” He said.
“Ah, baby.” Alia yelped. Her eyes watered “Your whore, baby.”
“You know I own you now, don’t you?” He slapped her ass again and she squirmed as her pussy was burning with desire now. His slaps were adding fuel to the fire.
“I do. I am your bitch now.” She breathed “Please, baby, andar daal do.”
[Slide it in.]
Rohan pushed her leg up and pressed his cockhead on her pink puckered ass hole. Alia gasped “Baby, I am so tight –“
He opened his mouth and let his saliva dribble on to her ass hole. Then he pushed in and the next words from Alia’s mouth came out as a loud scream as his cockhead pushed through both her sphincters and entered her ass. She was breathless and not able to speak. Rohan grabbed her shoulders and pushed in again.
“Ah!” She cried out as several inches of his thick, meaty shaft were stuffed into her tight ass with the force of his hips.
Rohan kept her pinned down under him and moved her left knee higher to open her ass for his cock. Alia moaned and clawed the bedsheet with both hands.
“You didn’t tell me...” She panted “ki meri gaand maaroge.”
[That you will fuck my ass.]
“Why should I tell you?” Rohan started drilling her ass in and out with his massive cock fitting so tightly in her ass “You are my bitch. I will decide how to fuck my bitch.”
“Oh god, yes!” Alia’s body was heating up like there was a high voltage current flowing through her and his words were adding to her arousal. She was feeling so helpless and vulnerable under him like she had never felt under any man even when getting her ass fucked.
“I will use you as I like, Alia,” he said as he drilled her ass in and out, his cockhead invading her anal canal now “get used to it.”
“Yes, baby, yes. Yes, Sir.” Alia was breathless and extremely turned on “Aap ka jaise mann karega chodoge mujhe. Main chudoongi. Jab aap bologe. Aap gaand maaroge to main marwaoungi. Aap ki kutiya....ah....I am your bitch.”
[You will fuck me as you want. I will cooperate. Whenever you say. You will fuck my ass and I will take it. Your bitch....]
Her pussy was getting so hot that her throat was drying. She was having difficulty talking. He was fucking her with deeper, harder strokes and the deeper he penetrated her anal canal, the more helpless Alia felt in his hands. Her tits were grinding on the bedsheet with his hard strokes which was making her nipples tingle so hard that her whole body was tingling with them.
Rohan moved his head and closed his mouth around the fleshy part of her armpit. The sexy, feminine smell of her body made his cock flex inside her and he jammed it even deeper into her ass, claiming her ruthlessly deep.
“Oh, god, mumma!” She cried out as her pussy exploded. Being devoured by him like this was insanely hot for Alia and she just lost control. She lifted her ass to let him demolish her ass as he wanted while her pussy pumped out her hot cum on the bed like a hot geyser shooting out of the ground.
He pushed his fingers into her hair and messed her up hairdo even more as he kept drilling her ass hard. He pressed her face into the bed and kept fucking her ass while he sucked and bit her armpit adding more electric currents to her body.
“Fuck me like that, Rohan.” Alia was pleading “Meri gaand maaro. Zor se chodo. Phaad to meri gaand. Main tumhari saali hoon, tumhari kutiya hoon. Tumhara poora haq hai. Hay, baby. I love your cock, baby.”
[Fuck my ass. Fuck me hard. Destroy my ass. I am your sister-in-law, I am your bitch. You have every right on me.]
“You like my cock in your ass, Alia?” he kissed and sucked her neck.
“Mmm yes, baby.” Alia was just coming off the high of her orgasm and was still quite hot “I like it in me, in all my holes.”
“I have enjoyed banging you, Alia,” He sucked her earlobe and bit it softly “you are a hot piece of ass.”
“Don’t say that.” Alia said “You will keep banging me, won’t you? Please?”
“Won’t be that easy, baby.” He bit her neck as he fucked her ass slowly in and out, letting her talk without overwhelming her with hard pounding movements “Not in your sasuraal.”
“I will come to mumma’s place, baby, I will come to your office.” Alia whimpered “Tum jahan bulaoge main aaoungi. Jahan chodoge main chudoongi. Please, baby. Please Rohan.”
[I will come wherever you call me. You can fuck me anywhere you want.]
Before Rohan could answer, the door opened and Ranbir walked in.
“Fuck!” He froze in place.
“Close the door, Ranbir.” Rohan was fully in control “And come, sit down.”
Ranbir’s eyes were fixed on Rohan’s massive meat pole that was drilling his wife’s tight ass. He had fucked Alia’s ass many times himself as she always said she could feel his small dick better in her ass, but the way Rohan’s huge dick was stretching her puckered ass hole was scary and mesmerising. Ranbir closed the door without looking and walked in as if in a trance. He was about to sit in the chair when Rohan picked up his phone from the bed, started the video camera and handed it to Ranbir.
He took and it and looked at Rohan.
“Capture it all. It will be useful for you later.” Rohan said.
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