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Fucked by Maid's Husband

6/15/2006

"Anita"

"What is it?"

"Where have you kept my tie. I just can't find
it anywhere. "

"It's inside the wardrobe. "

Amit always expected her to attend to him when he was getting
ready for office. When they had got married ten years back
she could do that. But now with their two kids going to school
her morning schedule was hectic. Getting up early, preparing
breakfast, waking up the kids, serving breakfast... it
went on and on until Amit left for his office and she took
the kids to the bus stand to catch the school bus.


Anita either slept nude or in a panty and that is why she made
it a point to get up before the children. She had been asleep
when the doorbell rang. She asked Amit to open the door but
he was too sleepy. She tiptoed on her bare feet and peeped
through the key hole. It was the maid Lakshmi. Anita opened
to door. Lakshmi had had seen her nude off and on and so there
was no problem in letting her see the breasts once again.
Once in a while they had also discussed the lovemaking aspects
of weddings. Lakshmi went to the kitchen and Anita saw that
one of her anklets was missing. That is what happened when
Amit made violent love. Before going to the kitchen she
pulled on a knee length nightie and went to the kitchen.



Mornings were even tougher when the maid didn't turn
up. Lakshmi was a nice person and always went out of her way
to help Anita. She never refused to do anything, quite unlike
most of the maids employed by her friends and neighbours.
When they had moved into this beautiful bungalow in Pratap
Ganj, in the eastern suburbs of the city, she had felt elated.
The apartment blocks would no longer stifle her. No doubt
to it, she hated living in apartments.


But then Lakshmi had her own share of problems ‒ her drunkard
and abusive husband. He would return home late most of the
days just managing to keep himself steady and would beat
her up for flimsy reasons. Whenever the thrashing got too
hard she had to stay away from work for a day or two. Anita
pitied Lakshmi. Why did she stay with him? At times she tried
to imagine an abusive Amit. If anything like that ever happened
she would, surely, walk out. It was not a question of how
much it hurt physically; it would be an intolerable insult
on self-esteem. Then she would laugh at her idea of an abusive
Amit...after all they had been college sweethearts and
knew each other so well.


Whenever Anita expressed her opinion to Lakshmi, she laughed
patiently.


"You don't understand everything. " Lakshmi
would say, leaving Anita wondering.


But, Lakshmi had agreed that next time he repeated it she
would bring him over for Anita to try to talk him out of this
beastly habit. Yesterday when Anita learnt from another
maid that Lakshmi wont turn up for work for a day or two she
had expected them. They hadn't turned up till now.



"Vipin and Varsha, I want you to finish your breakfast
within five minutes. " She warned. The kids were in
their usual habit of messing up with the breakfast. Vipin
with eight summers behind him was capable of taking care
of himself but his six year old sister was still the baby
of the family.


She looked up at the wall clock. It was eight-thirty.


"Honey, I'm off. Might be late in the evening.
Amit stood beside her in the kitchen just long enough to
plant a kiss on her cheek and if the situation permitted
he would just slide the nighty aside and give a peck on her
nipples. It's one of those gestures that have stayed
with them for the last twelve years. She followed him out
of the kitchen, yanked the kids out of the table and sent
them off to the bedroom to get dressed for school. They managed
to do that on their own.


As she started to get dressed standing in front of the wardrobe
mirror she mused that there was at least one bright side
to her tough schedule. It definitely helped her to stay
in shape. She was slim, tall ‒ almost five feet seven and
medium complexioned. She knew that even at thirty-two
she was attractive.


"You are still a head turner, honey. " Amit was
always saying that. It was a harmless leg pulling on his
part but going by the way people stared at her she knew he
wasn't wrong. Having put on her pale blue saree she
turned, her side facing the mirror and arranged her shoulder
length hair. That's perfect, she decided. No unwanted
prominence.


"Mama, we are ready. " Their shout brought her
back to her senses. It was time she took them to the bus stop
for their school bus but luckily they went with Mrs. Pareek.



She flopped down on the bed. She felt too tired even to change
her clothes. The blast of cool air from the ceiling fan helped
her relax. It went just like that on day's Lakshmi didn't
turn up. Later, she would get up, change and have her breakfast.
A brief flip through the newspaper before she returned
to the kitchen to get on with her daily chores. Now the only
thing she could think of was to relax under the fan. Everything
else could wait. She closed her eyes just to enjoy that stupor
of sleep come over her.


The ringing doorbell brought her back to her senses. She
looked at her watch. It was almost ten o'clock.


"Who can it be?" She murmured rising from the
comfort of the bed. Peeping into the door-eye she could
see Lakshmi standing outside. She opened the door to let
her in. It was then that she noticed the man standing a couple
of yards behind her, right on the driveway. She wondered
whether she should let him in. She was wearing only a sleeveless
nightie with no bra and a thong pantie which Amit liked.
But since Lakshmi was there Anita decided to let them in.



"Do I need to tell you what happened day before yesterday?"
Lakshmi said.


No, she nodded. "I have brought him with me. See whether
you can talk him out of this beastly habit. I have my doubts.
"

Anita made way for Lakshmi to get into the house. As Lakshmi
went past her she looked at the man standing there.


"Come in and close the door behind you. "

She walked into the drawing room and sat down on the sofa.
She was in a fix, should she invite them to sit on another
sofa or on the floor. Before she could decide, Lakshmi made
herself comfortable on the floor. Her husband followed
suit.


"What's your name?"

"Bhasu"

It was for the first time Anita had a close look at him. Unshaved,
it looked he was having a hangover. That's nothing
surprising considering his habits. Otherwise, his hair
was neatly combed and the shirt he was wearing was one of
those she had given to Lakshmi. He looked fine in it. He must
be around forty or so, she decided. He was couple of inches
taller than she. Lakshmi had told her that he was a mason.
Anita saw that his eyes were locked on her breasts. She wondered
whether he could see her nipples through the thin material.
The next quarter of an hour she talked to them, at length,
about the virtues of being a teetotaler. He seemed to understand
everything, agreeing with her that he should get rid of
this habit. While talking to them she bent down to pick a
ball that the children had left on the floor. At that time
the nightie also fell and she was sure that Bhasu saw her
breasts.


"Nobody had explained to me the problems of being
a drunkard the way you have done. " He went on. "You
are definitely younger to me in age but you are more matured.
I guess, that's what education does to you. Don't
worry, from this moment onwards I'll concentrate
on earning a decent living rather than wasting our earnings
on drinks. "

As they left, she could make out the gratitude on Lakshmi's
face.


More than an hour had passed by. She was still leafing through
the newspaper...not feeling like starting the chores
in the kitchen. But first, she had to change. She got up and
started towards the bedroom. Just then the doorbell rang.



Must be the postman delivering the registered mail, she
thought.


She opened the door to find Bhasu with a cloth bag.


"What is it?" She felt irritated, but controlled
herself.


"I have put all the bottles that I had back home in this
bag. As a tribute to the way you helped me I request you to
throw these away yourself. "

She agreed reluctantly, taking the bag from his out-stretched
hand.


"Can I have a glass of water?"

"Sure. " She replied putting down the bag on
the floor.


When she returned with a glass of water, she found him standing
inside. He gulped the water down and returned the glass
to her. She took the glass but before she could move it away
he caught hold of her hand pulling her to him. It was unexpected
and fast...she just couldn't react. All that she managed
to do was to turn around so that he was behind her. At that
moment panic struck her and the glass slipped out, shattering
itself into pieces as it struck the floor. His hands were
on her breasts gripping them so hard that it hurt. She bent
forward to free herself form his amorous bear hug.


That didn't help. To keep her balance she had to shove
her behind at him. He responded immediately, his loins
ramming against her behind. He was squeezing her breasts
rather painfully.


"Stop or I'll shout. " She found her voice
at last.


"I know you won't do that. All that you need is
a good fuck. " He was panting. Recovering from her
panic she fought back, her hands catching hold of his hair
forcing him forward and her bare feet kicking at his shin.



"Ouch!"

He deserved it. Desperately, she clung to his hair. Unexpectedly,
his right hand relinquished its hold on her. But it was only
a brief respite. She felt his hands on her nightie, trying
to pull it off. To her horror he succeeded, throwing it away
from her reach. It lay in a crumpled heap on the floor.


Suddenly he released her.


She staggered, trying desperately to maintain her balance.



He slapped her hard, the sting ringing in her ears. Tears
swelled in her eyes. Then came the second one, sending her
reeling onto the floor. She was pinned down to the floor
as the blows rained on her. She tried to resist, but most
of them got through her defenses. Before long her strength
began to wane away and the slaps coming in quick succession
became unbearable.


"Please! I beg you..." She wailed.


Instantly it stopped. She started crying, drops of blood
trickling down her nose.


"It's nothing. Will be okay in a minute. "
He sneered as she felt his hands on her panties, tearing
them off.


She couldn't believe this was happening to her.


"Oh God! Let this be just a nightmare. "

He couldn't shift his eyes from what he had unveiled...long
legs, firm thighs and neatly trimmed


pubic hair just covering her mons.


'That is a nice pussy. If you are so fond of Lakshmi why
did you not ask her to trim her pussy as


well?'


It was overwhelming. She was just what he had fantasized
sitting on the floor in front of her,


listening to her crap on drinking.


He buried his head between her thighs inhaling the musk
of her sex. Tentatively, he started licking her.


Oh God!" She shuddered clutching his head with her
hands and trying to move him away. Amit never did that to
her. As his tongue became more insistent increasing it's
rhythm and pressure she began to lose control. With a startle
she realised that the body was capable of accepting what
the mind rejected.


"Aah!" She moaned and moved her hands, putting
an end to her feeble attempts to move him away.


Soon her moans became louder as she shuddered under his
maneuvers. She was beyond all caring now...her background,
education, husband, children...nothing mattered. There
is no way out. She will have sex with this man...her maidservant's
habitually drunkard husband.


Abruptly, he got to his feet and started undressing. In
his hurry he tore of his shirt and trouser. Lying on the floor,
she had a fleeting glance of his manhood as he joined her.
He is huge...certainly bigger than Amit, she thought.
He raised her legs, arranged them on his shoulders and placed
the tip of his cock at the entry of her pussy with just the
head buried slightly in the folds of her pussy.


'You want this inside? Do you get fucked daily?'


'No, please don't do it.'


"Hmm. so you don't get fucked daily. Too bad.
Perhaps he fucks Lakshmi."She found the thought
revolting. How could Bhasu think such a thing?


Slowly and steadily he started pushing. Anita was already
wet and as her pussy held Bhasu's foreskin back, his
cock slid in smoothly.


'I am so sorry but you did not resist enough and see it
is already inside. It is nice, tight and warm. Obviously
you don't get fucked regularly. That is why you need
me.' And he increased the rhythm by fully withdrawing
and then thrusting wildly. All the while he kept sucking
her nipples and playing with the breasts.


'Lakshmi had told me that you have nice breasts but
these are just too good. Lucky man, your husband.'


"Oh God!" She sighed as her vagina stretched
to accommodate him. She put her hands to her mouth stifling
her moans as the tip of his penis drove all the way to her cervix
again and again.


Bhasu seemed to carry on and on. Involuntarily she had locked
her ankles around his back. An explosion that left them
panting for breath. He discharged entirely inside her.



She looked at him.


"I told you that's what you needed. You scare
me the way you moaned. " He was smiling. Embarrassed,
she looked away.


When she tried to get up he pulled her back to him.


"Where are you going, my dear? We are not through as
yet. Wouldn't you like to fuck again?"

"I need to go to the bathroom. " She tried to sound
detached.


"But you can't go like this. "

He stood up and helped her to her feet. He had already stripped
her naked. He turned her around.


"You can go now. " He said patting her naked behind.



When she came back into the living room he was sitting in
front of the television watching Sun TV.


"Come, sit over here. " He was indicating his
lap. She hesitated for a moment, acutely conscious of her
nudity but then relented. He placed his cock at her pussy
and wanted her to sit on it but the cock was limp after the
discharge and did not go in.


Nevertheless as soon as she was on his lap his hands started
caressing her again.


Half an hour later the smoldering fires began to burn again.
But this time he wanted it differently...to come in her
mouth. She had never performed fellatio, not even with
Amit. It was perverse... something that you can read only
in those English paperbacks. Certainly, she can't
do it.


"I won't do that. " She stood her ground.



Moments of his ecstasy he will not be able to hold onto her.
Wanting to get over the whole thing she started to suck him
vigorously.


The pressure of his hand on her head increased...she could
feel his approaching orgasm. He was hard and huge inside
her mouth. She started choking and gasped for air but there
was no respite. She knew it was time to pull away...this
would be the last time she would suck him in. He moved swiftly
catching her unaware. His hands moved to the back of her
head and powerfully pulled her to his groin. It was as if
he knew from the very beginning what she had in mind. Tightly
pressed against his groin, she was suffocating. She struggled
to free herself, but he was too strong for her. Then suddenly
he relaxed, allowing her to create just enough space to
breathe. It was only a brief respite. The next instant she
was again forced against his groin. As his penis hit the
back of her throat he exploded. She had no other way but to
gulp down his secretions to prevent herself from choking.
When he released her she fell back, heaving a sigh of relief.
Her cheeks and chin were covered with his semen that had
escaped her mouth. Almost immediately she started retching
and rushed to the bathroom, somehow managing to reach the
wash basin, before throwing up. That gave her immediate
relief from the nausea. When she looked up she found Bhasu
standing beside her. She offered no resistance as he took
her in his arms and gently ran his fingers through her hair
to comfort her.


"Are you comfortable now?" He whispered. She
nodded yes.


Bhasu helped her to clean up before leading her back to the
living room. He helped her onto one of the sofas and then
sat opposite her.


"Take it easy. " Soon they were engrossed in
the television.


"Okay its time. " His words startled her bringing
her attention back from the television.


"For what?"





"Come here on your knees. " He ordered, opening
his legs.


"Bhasu! Please don't force me to do that again.
I have never done that before. "

"Okay, Okay. " He seemed to understand and walked
over to her.


She didn't even get the time to flinch as he slapped
her hard. Tears and stars sprang to her eyes.


He went back to the sofa.


"How many times do I have to tell you that your preferences
don't count. You don't know your preferences,
anyway. Just follow my orders and soon you will start enjoying
it. Now crawl over here and you better keep it down this time.
" He threatened...


This time there was no nausea. When it was over she sat down
on the floor, her head on his thigh ‒ only inches away from
his now satiated manhood. She felt too embarrassed to even
look up at him. He knew how to have his way with a woman, there
can be no doubt about it.


Anita looked at her watch and jumped. It was time for Varsha
and Vipin to return home. Hurriedly she extricated herself
from his embrace and got to her feet.


"Bhasu you have to go now. It's time my son and
daughter returned from school. "

"Let me kiss you there one more time. " He was
looking straight at her naked crotch. "You look very
nice when you are naked. Do you trim the hair there yourself
or does your husband do it?"Anita remained quiet.



"Okay go there, stretch your arms overhead. Let me
examine you. No hair under the arms, nice, very nice. A Mangalsutra
in your neck. Good earrings. A diamong nose pin. A golden
girdle around your waist, very expensive, no!But nice.
Turn around. Oh nothing in your asshole. All it needs is
a tight slap. Turn around again. Glass bangles on one wrist
and gold one in the other along with a watch. And a combination
of silver anklets and chain along with small toe rings.
Nice red nail polish on your hands and toes. This is the way
I want to see you when I come to ... you tomorrow. You want
to get... badly?Remember nothing else or else?"
He said sneeringly


"You are nice to look at and nice to fuck. But we have
missed out on one important thing."said Bhasu "God!"
Thought Anita. "Now what is it?"She was exasperated..
"Come closer, very close." Anita complied.
Bhasu too stripped quickly. "Now stand on your toes,
cup your breasts and keep your nipples on mine." Anita
hesitated. "No! Why all this. You have had sex with
me. Now why all this?"


"Shut up. Do it and you won't get hurt. Or else
you will get hurt and then do it. And don't say that I
had sex with you. Say that I fucked you" She stood on
tip toe and placed her large pink nipples on Bhasu's
brown. He cupped both her buttocks and pulled her closer
to him. However because of the difference in height his
cock could not enter Anita's pussy. It just kept pushing
on the mound of her sparse pubic hair. "Now kiss me
as you kiss your husband. Suck my tongue. Take your hands
behind my head." Anita wondered whether he would
ever go. Since she wanted him to go early she was complying
with his instructions willingly. She darted her tongue
inside his mouth, found his tongue and sucked at it wildly.
This again set her body on fire and gave Bhasu an erection
again. "Good. One last thing. Get your cordless phone.
Quick." Anita picked it from the nearby cabinet.
"Lie down. Open your legs"He then placed his
cock at the tip of her ass-hole, and kept her ankle on his
shoulder. With the wild kisses given by Anita his cock was
rock hard again. "No, not in there."Anita pleaded.
Bhasu's cock was slippery and placed just at the tip
of her ass-hole. He kept his hands near Anita's belly
button and pulled her but the hole was too tight. 'Please
don't put it there. It will be painful.' Anita
was almost begging him. "Well, okay your choice bring
your hand and keep it wherever you want it." Cursing
Bhasu under her breath she held his cock and kept it at the
opening of her pussy. "Now dial your husband."




"Why?"Anita pleaded. "If you want to
fuck me, do so. Why bring my husband into it?"


"Do as I say. Why do I have to repeat myself once you
know that you have to do it. If you delay your children will
come and they will not be too happy to see you like this."
Anita dialed Amit. As soon as she said hello Bhasu thrust
his cock in. "Hi, love. How are you" Amit said.
"Fine!" Anita replied. As the conversation
proceeded Bhasu kept thrusting his cock in very slowly
till it was fully embedded in Anita's pussy. His strokes
were also discreet. All the while he kept pulling her nipples
and also nibbling at them. He withdrew only after the conversation
ended, wiped the cum over her breasts and proceeded to get
dressed. "Remember. Tomorrow. Now the pussy kiss."


She came over and opened her thighs, allowing him to kiss
her sex. He opened the lips of her pussy and darted his tongue
inside. "The good part is that your pussy lips are
visible even without opening them and Lakshmi has such
a bush of hair there. You have seen her bush there?''


Anita shook her head.


"But she has seen you naked. Okay I understand. She
comes to your house and in the house you can be naked. Since
you don't come to our house how can you see her naked?'


What had actually happened was that after making love she
had fallen into deep slumber. Amit got up before her. He
had put the latch from outside so as not to disturb her. Just
as Amit was taking the children to school Lakshmi arrived.
Amit completely forgot that Anita was sleeping naked.
When he returned he took off his shoes as per his habit and
entered. He saw that Anita was still asleep. Her left leg
was straight. The right sole was on the left knee. One arm
over the head and the other by the side. In this pose even
the pubic hair trimmed as they were could not provide much
protection. The lips of her pussy were slightly open and
the breasts were rising and falling rhythmically. Lakshmi
was sweeping the floor and was completely normal. She did
not appear to be even slightly surprised that Mem Sahib
was naked. Later when Amit told this to Anita she was not
embarrassed by the fact that Lakshmi had seen her pussy
as well but was surprised that she slept so soundly. He started
getting dressed. She found it surprising that she no longer
felt embarrassed to stand before him stark naked.


"I will be back tomorrow, same time. You will open
the door wearing nothing. When I say nothing I mean nothing
except of course, all your rings, necklace, bangles etc.
"

She nodded trying to get him out of the house as soon as possible.



She bumped into him as he suddenly stopped in front of the
door. Turning around he cupped her breasts and sucked one
nipple after another.


"Tomorrow you will receive a good thrashing first
and the you will offer me your last virginity. "

Was she a willing victim? It was then that Lakshmi's
words had struck her... "You don't understand
everything. " Now she understood what lay behind
the physical abuses that Lakshmi silently suffered.


"The way he dealt with me was no different. "
Anita thought. And like Lakshmi she had endured his physical
abuse to satisfy her hideous animal passion.


The stillness of the night was unbearable. She got out of
bed and tiptoed to the terrace. The cool southern breeze
brought comfort.


How could she betray Amit with a moments passion, she wondered.
They loved each other dearly, didn't they? And is this
what he expects in return? His beloved wife fucking and
illiterate drunkard. What a shock it will be for him if he
ever came to know of it. Didn't her culture, education
and children mean anything to her? She fought to control
her tears. There's no way she would allow Bhasu to have
his way with her again.


"I am sorry Amit. I beg you to forgive me. I promise
never to do that again. " She murmured to herself.
She resolved to straighten things out with Bhasu tomorrow.
She will shut the door on his face...to let him know that
whatever they did today meant nothing to her. She felt the
burden lift from her heart.


"I love you Amit. " She cried out into the stillness
of the night.


She had asked him.


"What will happen if Lakshmi comes to know of this?"
She looked at him expecting some sort of assurance.


He broke into laughter. "If you want you can go ahead
and tell her. In fact, I was planning to have both of you together
in bed someday soon. "

"What do you mean? Are you crazy?" Startled,
she sat up.


"I can assure you that nobody other than the three
of us will ever come to know of this. You want me to carry on
fucking you this way or do you want this to stop?'"


'I want this is to stop.' 'Good. So I will fuck
you no more. However tomorrow when I come you should be nude
in the house, just as you were today. The only change is that
when Lakshmi comes you will remain nude. Not only that after
a while when I come still you will not run here and there like
a fool hiding your breasts but remain casual. Okay? By the
way what does your name mean?' 'I don't know.'
'Well, so before I go won't you give a nice long
suck to this cock affectionately. Your husband's
would be slightly different, so enjoy this.'

"Why are you so late?" Lakshmi asked. "Why?
What happened?"


"I have to go to Anita Mem Sahib's place. As it
is I am late. There is so much work."


"Why?"


"Tomorrow Mem Sahib's younger sister Sunita
Mem Sahib is coming for two weeks." Hearing this Bhasu
started salivating again and imagining what Sunita would
be like. With and without clothes.




It was August end and the heat was still unbearable. Anita’s
husband Amit had to go on official tour for two days. She
had just finished packing the clothes for him. Amit just
could not do anything on his own. All throughout the afternoon
she had been busy with the packing. Everything had to be
kept vests, underwears, handkerchiefs, which shirt to
wear with which trouser. Not only that it had to be explained
to him as well. He had said that he would come late, have dinner
and leave by the Rajdhani Express at 11 p. m.


It was now evening. After sending off the children Vipin
and Varsha to play along with the neighbour’s 14 year old
daughter, she heaved a sigh of relief. She stripped and
had a bath, letting the cold water cool her shapely body.
There was nobody in the house, so she emerged nude from the
bathroom and looked at herself in the full length mirror.
This was among the few vanities she permitted herself.



She was fair, slim and despite two children her breasts
were still firm. A thin waist, shapely pubic hair and long
hairless legs. She admired her gold necklace with the heart
shaped pendant; a present from Amit. Pretty it was! Gold
bangles! Four on one wrist. She had taken off the Omega watch
for the bath which she usually wore on the other wrist. That
was also a gift from Amit. Anklets! Yes, silver but she was
thinking of buying a golden chain for them and Amit had promised
her those as well. She had deliberately got very dainty
toe rings made so that they would not hurt whenever she went
for the morning jog with Amit. Being barefooted in the house
was no problem.


Not bad at all, she said to herself. Suddenly she shuddered.
The Bhasu incident! God! That was a real tough one. Thankfully
he had not returned. At times she still felt that it was a
nightmare. That man had violated her in the span of one hour
as could not be imagined. Immediately after the incident
she had thought of dismissing Lakshmi but then she had thought
that Lakshmi was as much of a sufferer at the hands of her
husband Bhasu as she herself had suffered so why penalize
the poor lady. She opened the almirah, sprayed perfume
under the arms and in the pubic area, slipped on a pair of
bra and panty. She sat under the fan for a while, then got
up draped a light blue cotton saree along with a matching
sleeveless blouse. Anita again went to the mirror, picked
up a comb and straightened her hair. She looked at her manicured
hands. The nail polish was intact. No need to apply it again.
She thought of applying a pinch of sindur in the parting
of her hair;then thought she sould do it late. Picking up
the latest issue of “Cosmopolitan” she went into the drawing
room and sitting on the sofa started browsing through it.



After barely five minutes, the doorbell rang.


“Who could it be?” She thought. Surely the children could
not be back so soon and Amit had said that he would be late.
She got up and looked through the magic eye, but she saw nobody.
Since it was still sunny outside she decided to check out
the person who had rung the bell. Perhaps someone playing
the prank! As soon as she opened the latch of the door a pair
of powerful hands opened the door. It was Bhasu.


“Bhasu, you?”was all that escaped from her lips. Bhasu,
the drunkard husband of her maid Lakshmi. Back again. And
it was just now that she was feeling relieved to have perhaps
seen the last of him.


“Mem Sahib. Please. ”he said closing the door behind him.



“Why have you come here?” she said in the most stern voice
she could manage.


“Mem Sahib, you must be very angry with me. Please sit down.



He put his hands on her bare shoulders and made her sit on
the sofa. Immediately Anita started wishing that she should
have put on something more that would not have left her shoulders
almost bare but what could be worn in this heat?


Bhasu sat on the floor where her feet were kept. With his
eyes focussed on her feet, he started playing with her anklet
and started speaking.


“Mem Sahib. I am very sorry for what happened last time.
But what could I do? I was helpless. ”


She pulled her feet away from him. “Helpless? How?”


“Mem Sahib. I had told U that your husband fucks my wife.



“What rubbish?” Anita said incredulously and tried to
pull her foot further away but he had got hold of it again
in his grip. He kept on twirling the anklet round and round
her ankle and gradually his hand started moving towards
her knee.


“What are you doing, Bhasu? Leave me and go immediately.
Anybody may come in any time. ” Anita said.


Bhasu acted as if he had not even heard her.


”Mem Sahib, I don’t like to fuck Lakshmi. You know her hair
there are very thick. I like your style. Very pretty. I like
to fuck you. ”


Anita blushed. How could she carry on talking to this man
when he was so keen to discuss her pubic hair and whose comments
were so lewd. His hands were now on her upper thighs.


“You said that you were sorry. ” She reminded him.


“Of course I am but what to do about this?”


He picked her foot and kept its sole on his hardening groin.



“And Mem Sahib, your nail polish is very nice. Please unzip
this and play with it. ”


“No, please go. Now. ”


She tried to remove his hand which was at her panty.


“Anita. ”


His voice was suddenly rough.


“Don’t you understand the language of love? Must I always
hurt you to make you do things?”


“What do you want? The last time you had said that you would
not come back. ”Anita cried.


“What do I want? If you remember the last time I had told you
that when I come next I do not want to see any clothes on you.
You should have undressed immediately. Do it. Now. No don’t
get up just as yet. Bend and unzip the fly first. ”


Grimacing Anita bent down and unzipped Bhasu’s fly.


“Please, Bhasu. Don’t start all this again. Lakshmi told
me that you had improved. I……I just do not like this. ” Anita
almost begged him.


“You appear to be one of those who respond only after getting
hurt. Would you like a similar slap?Now pull it out. Put
your hand inside and take out the cock darling. ”


Bhasu said mockingly.


Anita took his cock out. It was as frighteningly dark and
thick with the loose foreskin over the hood, as she remembered
it to be and was fully erect. She wondered how he managed
to get an erection so soon.


“Now while you get rid of your blouse, put your pretty feet
on this and play with it. ” Bhasu said.


“Why, oh why? My husband will be coming. Come some other
time if you must. ” Anita was in tears.


“Some other time also I will come, darling. Don’t worry.
And I know very well who comes when. Will you do it or do I have
to tear it off your body?” Bhasu threatened.


As Anita unhooked the blouse, he stared at her breasts clad
in the transparent bra. Hesitatingly, she unhooked the
bra also and kept it on the sofa besides her. She then complied
with Bhasu’s instructions and took his cock between her
feet. She started pulling and releasing the foreskin.
In the process precum started leaking and smeared her toes.
He however kissed her toes and licked them clean.


“Now get up and strip. Don’t look so aghast. You are not a
holy person whom I come to visit. I come to fuck you. Should
I tell you a secret? I have fucked almost all the women where
Lakshmi works. ”


What rubbish! Anita thought. It seems he has lost his bearings,
but how to get rid of him.


He paused for a while drinking in Anita's virtually
nude body except for the panty.


“But, ” Bhasu carried on, “your pussy and your tight buttocks
are the sexiest. Here let me help you. ” He pulled the flimsy
panty down in one tug.






“Not only is your pussy the sexiest but the tightest. That
is why I came back. I knew that you are not fucked regularly.
By the way why do all rich women wear panty? It is so small
it hides nothing. Just a bit of pussy but nothing at all in
the buttocks. Lakshmi does not wear them. And this bra?
It is fully netted. I see them hanging in the shops. Even
when you were wearing them, your nipples could be clearly
seen. You want people to see them, don’t you?”


“This man is crazy. ” Anita thought but she could not help
feeling a bit of pride that after ten years of marriage and
regular sex she was still tight. But felt ashamed that this
praise was from someone like Bhasu.


“If you liked the compliment about your pussy, you can thank
me. ” It was as if Bhasu had read her thoughts.


Anita blushed but kept quiet.


Bhasu was still sitting on the floor.


“Get rid of those tears and come closer. ”he said.


He started feeling Anita right from the feet upwards. His
face he kept close to her pussy.


“Lovely smell. ” He said “You were expecting your husband
or someone else?”


His hands were at her buttocks while his tongue was probing
open the lips of her pussy. He tried to shove the index finger
of one hand in her ass hole while the other felt her breasts.



“No, not there. ”Anita said resolutely.


“Then where, love? Oh the same lovely tits! Mmmmm! Listen,
I do not need to be told what to do and what not to. ”


Bhasu said thrusting his tongue inside her pussy.


“Okay turn around and bend now. ”


“No. ”Anita remained firm.


He swiftly caught hold of one arm and twisted it so that she
had to bend.


“Now spread your legs and don’t disobey me even once or you
will get even more hurt than you did last time. And don’t
try this drama. I know that you are enjoying this. Wow what
is this? A pretty tattoo! Right on your buttocks. Went to
the shop and got it done. There you don’t feel any shame undressing
in front of an unknown man. ”


“No, This can be done in the home only. ”Anita protested.



“Shut up! I do not need any explanation. ” He barked.


With his fingers at the curvature of her feet he started
sliding both his hands till her pussy and gave a tight whack
on her bottocks.


“You know one of the reasons I come to fuck you is the shape
you give to these. ”


Bhasu then pulled the cheeks of her buttocks apart and saw
the tiny ass hole. He tried to insert a finger but it was too
tight and Anita gasped.


“Today you are not wearing the chain around your waist.
Girdle, you said it was. The gold one. It went well with your
body. Anyway, go and get some vaseline. ”


“No, please no. You can do it otherwise. You have done it
otherwise. Why insist there?” Anita pleaded.


Bhasu laughed.


“Did I say I would do it there? Go and get it. ”


Anita hesitated.


“Come on. Be quick. As it is you walk around nude in the house
so why this hestation?” Bhasu said.


She went to the bedroom leaving all her clothes in the drawing
room only. As she pulled the drawer of the dressing table
she saw that Bhasu was there with all her clothes and alternatively
sniffing her panty and bra.


“ You want to be fucked or you want to be left alone? I will
do one thing which is quite fair. Give me your finger. Hmm.
Very nice” Bhasu said licking it.


Holding her hand with both of his hands he directed it towards
her pussy and inserted it for a second before pulling it
out. Anita’s finger was wet with her secretions. Bhasu
slowly licked it clean.


“See, ” he said “You are all wet and dying to get fucked. So
far as the Vaseline is there apply it liberally on your ass
hole. Don’t ask me if I will fuck you there or not. It is for
your own benefit. ”


“But I have fucked you so often that ------ what?”Bhasu
stopped.


“Not so often. ” Anita replied firmly. “You did that once
and without my consent. ”


“I am so sorry. I should have done it more. Is that what you
wanted to say?” Bhasu sneeringly asked.


Anita remained quiet. How could one argue with this man!



“What I was saying was that there should be some conversation
between us also. So first tell me is your husband’s cock
bigger than mine? Come on now, don’t feel shy. What is there
to feel shy now? Or is there?”


He said making a mock attempt to put a finger up her ass hole.



“Look, if you remain quiet you will get into trouble. Did
I not tell you what Lakshmi’s pussy is like. Like a jungle.
And yours is like a well maintained garden. So you should
also tell me about your husband’s cock. So what is his cock
like?”


“ Same as yours. ”Anita mumbled.


“Not like that. Say that both our cocks are similar. But
the colour must be different. Right?”


God! This time he had planned humiliation. Well, if that
has to be, so be it.


“Yes, your cock and my husband’s cock are similar except
for the colour. 'she replied with a straight face.



“Good. Then you can very well imagine that he is fucking
you when I get down to it. Does he fuck you daily? If you want
you can also ask me whether I fuck Lakshmi daily. ”


Anita again remained quiet.


“Come on! ”Bhasu persisted.


“Not daily but every alternate day. 'she replied truthfully.



“Say, my husband fucks me every alternate day. And look
at poor me. What is my fault? Why should I get to fuck you so
rarely? Is it fair?Look what a shame for a pretty lady. The
cock is losing its erection. Get down to sucking it immediately.



There was absolutly no way out. Last time he did the job and
got away. This time he has hundreds of queries in addition
to the fucking part.


As she bent down, Bhasu said “First tease it with your nipples.
They are so erect I just don’t feel like ignoring them. Lakshmi’s
are all black but yours are so chocolatey in colour. ”


This constant comparison with Lakshmi was getting on Anita’s
nerves. She bent and made her nipples touch his cock briefly
and before he could say much she took the head in her mouth.
After the previous incident she had got over her inhibitions
about sucking and getting the discharge in her mouth. Even
Amit had been surprised. Pleasantly.


“Yes, that is better. ” He caught hold of her hair with one
hand and started the rhythm. She too cooperated hoping
that he would discharge soon and go away. Without her knowledge
he had smeared his fingers and the thumb with the vaseline
that she had brought. Slowly he took his index finger of
the other hand at the tip of her ass hole and suddenly thrust
it in slightly.


Anita started to get up but her hair were in his hand.


“See, no problem, whatsoever. This hole has also been given
for men to insert their cocks. For instance at times there
may be two men wanting to fuck you at the same time. And you
can oblige them. But if you don’t like this I will do something
else. Leave the cock or would you like to carry on sucking
it?Lie on the bed, fold your legs, the soles of your feet
should be in the air, the knees close to your tits, arms apart.
If you move your arms I will break your teeth. Don’t think
I have come here to fool around. ”He said threateningly.



Bhasu placed himself between her legs, his cock at the entry
of her pussy. He then started licking the nape of her neck,
right upto her ear. After that he thrust his tongue inside
her ear, brought it over her lips, licked the upper lip very
slowly, sucked the lower lip, then pried open her mouth
with his tongue and thrust his tongue inside. This time
he appeared to be an expert in titillating Anita.


“Give me your tongue. ”he whispered.


Anita’s body was on fire. She was wondering why Bhasu was
not doing what he had come to do. Why was he not fucking her?
Why this tease? Did he want her to beg? Oh God, what did he
want?


She did not have to be told to give him her tongue. They both
sucked at each other’s tongues wildly. This time he did
not taste all that foul either. All the while his hands were
at her armpits, gently pulling the sparse hair. Now he focussed
his attention on to her nipples. First he blew at them and
then encircled the aerol with his tongue alternating between
one nipple and the other. He kept on doing this till the nipples
were fully erect. Even now he gently flicked his tongue
over them but did not take them in his mouth




Anita wanted to move her hands, pull his head on to her nipples
but when she attempted he repeated the warning. She desperately
wanted him to suck them. They were aching with anticipation
and with constant teasing. All the realisation that he
was Lakshmi’s husband was forgotten. His cock was still
where it was: with leaking precum at the entry of her pussy.



Suddenly Bhasu got up.


“Last time I had fucked you. This time you are at liberty
to fuck me. I will lie on the bed. You will sit on me. Yes, you
can take the cock in your pussy, bend and tease me with your
nipples. ”


Anita was in a dilemma. Should she sit on his cock? She again
saw it. It was dark and reddish. She herself was fair and
pink. He had already fucked her. Did once more make any difference?
As it is she was dying to be fucked. On the other hand what
about the vows that she and Amit had taken together?Should
she knowingly and willingly get fucked by another man and
that too a maid's husband. If it was forcible sex it
could be condoned but could she herself take it inside her
pussy. That was the right of only Amit.


“Come on, come on. I don’t have all evening even if you do.
All the other Mem Sahibs get fucked immediately and you
are acting so pricey. Don’t tell me that you have not been
fucked before by anybody else. I know these rich types.
Lakshmi herself told me that she has seen photographs of
you almost nude on the beach where there are so many people.



God! Lakshmi had seen the album when at Amit’s insistence
she had worn that bikini that had been purchased from Mumbai.
She had been extremely self conscious initially but gradually
had enjoyed being the cynosure of all eyes. Even Amit was
very happy.


She sat on his stomach and bent to offer him her nipples.
Her cock was near her stomach and since it was at full erection
it was touching her belly button.


“Place your feet in my armpits. I like to feel pretty feet
near me and yours are so pretty. Nail polished, anklets
and toe rings. You wear toe rings because you are married?
Good girl! I thought so. See how lousy Lakshmi is! Who can
get an erection with her by the side?”


Anita could feel the precum leaking from his cock and sticking
to her stomach right down to her pubic hair. He again did
not take the nipple in his mouth, but kept on nibbling lightly
at the nipples.


A phone call disturbed them. Anita picked up the cordless
phone to answer it. As she said “hello” he bit her nipple.
As Anita gasped, he tried to lift her hips up with both his
hands. Their eyes met and somehow an unsaid agreement was
reached. She did not resist but went along with the pressure
applied by Bhasu and cooperated in lifting her hips. He
aimed his cock at the pussy and left her. She sat down on it
and it slipped in so smoothly that Anita felt as if a tremendous
burden had been lifted off her. Due to her weight it went
deep inside her and almost touched the cervix. Anita gasped.
She disconnected the phone without even listening as to
who was at the other end and experienced an orgasm even without
the strokes. This was sheer bliss.


“Don”t squeeze my cock. ”


Bhasu said mockingly. He caught hold of both of her breasts
and squeezed them. With the pressure of his hands he made
her take a few strokes by rising and falling on his cock in
which she cooperated by picking her pussy away and falling
on him. This made a plonk noise and embedded his cock fully
inside her pussy each time she came down on it. It was a wonderful
sight in the mirror. His thick dark tool virtually disappearing
in the folds of Anita’s creamy pussy.


He again dislodged her, made her lie down, kept one foot
on his shoulder and thrust his cock again into her slippery
pussy.


“Know why I did this? So that you can also see in the mirror
how my cock disappears inside you. Like it? Think it is dark?
Doesn’t matter. You like it. I am sure your husband has a
fair cock. And you don’t like it? Oh you do, okay? When I said
you were tight I meant that your pussy unrolls my foreskin
and permits the cock only. In loose ones the entire thing
goes. ”He kept on rambling.




His hands were at her nipples pulling them. Soon they were
back at her ass cheeks pulling them apart. After a few strokes
of fulling withdrawing the cock and again pushing it in
to the hilt they both approached a common orgasm. They shuddered
and held one another tightly. Finally he shot a squirt of
sperm inside her and suddeenly loosened himself.


Even in that heavenly state with Bhasu’s cock deep inside
her, Anita hoped that this time she would be as lucky as the
last time and not get pregnant. Please God, she sent a silent
prayer.


Spent they both lay there quietly for five minutes.


“If you must lie here all naked please do so by all means but
I have to go. ” Bhasu said.


Shocked she looked at the watch. It was 6. 45 p. m. The children
would be back any time. She rushed into the bathroom and
washed herself of all the stickiness and the saliva. Her
clothes were outside so she emerged naked after patting
herself dry. Bhasu was sitting in the drawing room fully
clothed. He was playing with her panty.


“I am taking this with me. It will remind me of your smell.



He said matter of factly.


“And yes, if you want things to be even tell your husband
that he is most welcome to fuck Lakshmi. ”


He came close to her, licked both her nipples, then sucked
them till they were erect again, and winked at her.


“You are so shameless! Standing in the drawing room and
getting your nipples sucked by a man not your husband! What
if somebody can see you from the other building? Anyway
you will wait for me. Won’t you? I knew that you wanted to
be fucked but your husband’s invisible presence was holding
you back. I helped you, did I not by taking the initiative
and again fucking you whereas you were supposed to do it
this time?”


Anita found her voice. “I never said that I would do it. And
people don’t peep here. ”


“Sure, you didn’t. And because people don’t peep you don’t
mind getting your tits sucked. Oh, I should have known.
They don’t peep that is why you sleep and move around naked.
Now just turn around and bend if you want me to leave quickly.



As Anita turned around he quickly inserted a full finger
in her ass.


“Oooh. ” She virtually screamed.


He had unzipped his fly and quickly thrust his cock replacing
the finger inside her ass, placed his hands at her pubic
bone and pulled. It went in gradually.


“See, no trouble at all. ” He again withdrew and thrust it
in.


The sensation that Anita was feeling was very unusual but
not unpleasant. It somehow filled her totally.


After a few thrusts, he however withdrew it and zipped his
fly.


“Next time. Meanwhile you can try it with your husband.
It will just smoothen the passage. I like it because it is
tighter. Always tighter than pussies. ”


Anita was still trying to come to terms with the fact this
huge cock had entered her ass. She heard the click of the
door as he left.


What was that Bhasu had said. She was dying to get fucked
and he had helped her. Perhaps he was right. She felt a bit
ashamed at her own weakness. Anyway what had happened had
happened. She again went into the bathroom and washed all
her private parts thoroughly. She wondered whether he
really fucked everyone. Liar! And how cunningly he had
shoved his cock in her ass! She smiled alone. But it was good
that vaseline had been liberally applied or it could have
been painful. It was also good that Amit was leaving otherwise
he would be wondering as to why her nipples were all red.
She would certainly try out on Amit all that she had learnt
today.


The clock struck seven. There was no time to lose. She hurriedly
fumbled in the Almirah for a panty. Within five minutes
she had put on her saree, applied a pinch of sindur in the
parting of her hair, some light lipstick and was waiting
for the children and her husband





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