Chapter 36: A Private Chat with Madhuri

In the bedroom, Madhuri took off her top even before Rohan had closed the door. She tried to take the skirt off as well but a hook got stuck. She was struggling with that when Rohan picked her up and dumped her on the bed. He climbed on to the bed behind her and took her hair in his grip. Guiding her without words, leading her like a pet bitch on leash, he made her lie down on the bed on her belly. He opened his pants, lifted her skirt up and stuffed his cock up into her wet, hot cunt in one smooth, purposeful thrust.

“Oh, ma!” Madhuri could not help screaming as his thick cock stretched her so wide that she felt like she would split in two. He started fucking her right away using long, powerful strokes to pin her down in completely prone position. Madhuri grabbed the headboard to keep her body from sliding up with his strokes and yelped as this made her take the next assault of his massive cock deep in her pussy.

She had been craving his cock ever since she walked into his flat but now that his cock was in her, she was overwhelmed and afraid. His long, hard cock was reaching quite deep in her pussy already and she knew he would not stop until he impaled her fully.

Being in his power, under him, stuffed with his cock, Madhuri was getting breathless and her body was responding to his forceful use with hot currents that were shooting off toward her extremities. Her husband was an academic, a gentle man with a small dick. In all their years of marriage, he had never even spanked Madhuri. Even though she loved a man who could take charge of her in the bedroom, Madhuri had realised that that was not going to happen here. She had had to take charge of their sex life but still she could not make a deer into a lion. Her sex life had stayed as frustrating as ever.

Rohan on the other hand was a lion born and bred. Even when she had met him for the first time, she had got a vibe that he was a real man. He was her daughter’s boyfriend so obviously Madhuri could not even think about touching him inappropriately but the attraction she felt towards him, she had shown that in making him comfortable in every way and serving him anything he needed. When he had left that day he had hugged her and Madhuri had been worried that he might know how wet she was.

Yes, she had always been wet around him, not just his because of good looks but his personality, he was the kind of man Madhuri would have killed to be with. She had consoled herself that at least her daughter would not have the kind of depressing sex life as herself but she could not keep her body from responding to his presence. Even if Manushi told her that he would coming over later, Madhuri would feel a tingle between her legs. She had found out that he liked backless dresses and blouses so she always made sure that she only wore completely backless blouses when he came over. Her saree had gotten lower as she overheard that he liked Manushi in low-rise skirts which showed her navel. She already liked high heels but after he complimented her on them once, Madhuri had bought more and wore them even in the house when he was there.

He was a bold man. He was young and handsome. He had no reason to look at Madhuri sexually, nor did she want him to, he was her daughter’s boyfriend after all, but when he had started to kiss her on the cheek, Madhuri had welcomed it. His hugs had become longer and tighter which she loved. As time went on he had become more casually intimate with her. Madhuri never stopped him if he hugged her from behind or kissed her cheek or neck. He felt great and she loved his casual familiarity with her. He had called her by name right from the beginning and though he seemed to be joking he often referred to her as his girlfriend-in-law.

Now he was inside her. Madhuri could feel his throbbing cock drilling her hot, hungry cunt like a beast. He was more than her daughter’s boyfriend now, he was her fiancé but he was fucking her. He had made her his bitch and Madhuri was utterly helpless in his control. She would not have it any other way.

“Ah, baby!” Madhuri closed her eyes tight as her pussy exploded so hard that her whole body exploded with it. She felt an all-pervading pain all over her body like every cell in her body clenched at the same time and then it unclenched. It was like a damn flowing over with so much water that it could wash away villages and towns. Madhuri was feeling like she was being washed away by this tumultuous orgasm. Every inch of her body was on fire and she was drowning at the same time. She could not catch her breath but she could feel that she was breathing very heavily. She could feel her heart thumping in her chest.

He was drilling her like a beast. Madhuri was clawing the bedsheet as she tried to hold on to her sanity. She knew it was a losing battle. He had driven her crazy last night and he would drive her crazy tonight. She was helpless in his hands, completely helpless.

Pulling her hair he turned her face and kissed her lips. Her orgasm was finally slowing down and while it continued longer, it was more of a pleasant boat ride than being ripped apart by the storm. She sucked his lips and drank his saliva, happy to be under him and being in his possession.

“Do you even know what a hot bitch you are?” He kept his face close to her after breaking the hot, wet kiss slowly.

“Am I?” Madhuri found it extremely exciting that he thought she was hot.

“You are such a gorgeous piece of ass,” he kept drilling her cunt but at a slower pace “guys drool over you.”

“No, they don’t, only old men and perverts, honey.” She said.

“Madhu, I have been shopping with you, I have been many places with you.” He reminded her “I have seen how men look at you, young men, old men, just all men. They drool. They would lick your feet if you let them. They get hard when they just look at you.”

“Really, Rohan?”

“I think you know it too, you must know it.” He kissed her neck and rubbed his cheek on hers “Everybody who looks at you, wants you.”

She smiled “Thank you, honey. Is that why you decided that you wanted to fuck me?”

“Two corrections,” he reached under her and started mauling her tits as he kept fucking her with smooth in and out strokes “one, I didn’t decide to fuck you, I decided to own you. And second, I decided that the first day when I met you.”

“Did you, baby? But you had come in as my daughter’s boyfriend.”

“Yes, but I was not blind.” He rubbed his cheek on hers, her soft, feminine smell flooding his nostrils “That time itself I decided that I wanted my dick to pass between those luscious red lips...”

“Mmmm.” Madhuri whimpered.

“ ... I wanted this goddess as my possession.”

Even though he was fucking her slowly, his words were setting fire to Madhuri’s pussy. She could feel it getting hotter and now he was crushing her tits which was making three areas of hot pleasure in Madhuri’s body which were merging like three ripples in the water.

“And now what are you?” He said in her ear.

“I ... I...” Madhuri tried to speak but her body was too hot, her breathe was coming in ragged, she had no brain power left to make sentences.

Rohan slowed his strokes down and Madhuri cried out like someone had rudely awakened her from a pleasant dream. A dream that felt like reality.

“Ah, no! No, baby. Please. Please don’t stop.”

“What are you now, Madhu?” He repeated his question in her in a tone that clearly told her that what she got now would depend on her behaviour. He was in control and he planned to make her earn her orgasm.

“I am ... I am your possession, baby.” She breathed “I am your bitch.”

“Are you?” He kept his strokes slow and Madhuri whimpered.

“Yes, Rohan, yes, baby, I am your bitch, your possession. Tumhari kutiya hoon main.” She begged “Please chodo na kutiya ki tarah. Please, baby.”