The Malhotra family – Chapter 5
*** Deepa’s Story ****
“Ravi” just came online and Deepa’s heart fluttered with anticipation. They had been chatting for five weeks now and she never felt this way about anybody before. Yes she had boyfriends and kissed before, and she certainly knew all about sex, but she was proud to be a virgin and she felt more and more she was ready to give it away to Ravi.
He was the nicest guy you could imagine, the perfect age in his mid 20s, he looked great in the photo and he was so charming in every way. It was his easy going wit that won her over, as well his attention to every detail and how much he seems to genuinely care. Deepa hadn’t sent photos yet, she was too shy but she said that she completely agreed on meeting up for a coffee. Their big date was only a couple of weeks away now.
While slightly ashamed about it, Deepa would masturbate gently to Ravi in bed just before going off to sleep. She has mastered a technique of rubbing her clit gently with her thumb and using her other hand to massage her right breast nipple. Occasionally when feeling a little wilder she would even penetrate herself with her fingers, once she used two fingers!
She smiled at her brother Santosh who walked past, hopefully he didn’t see that she was in a chatroom! Deepa felt isolated in the family, she was close to her father and bother but her mother seems mostly interested in her jewellery and designer clothing and her sister was a royal bitch who seemed to resent everyone in the family including being an Indian. She was dating a black guy despite her marriage being fixed up, Deepa could have squealed about it but that’s not her nature. She was the only one in the family who knows about it.
Deepa’s best friend was a college friend named Priya, who had just managed to strike it big as an intern at one of the big accounting firms. Priya was a closet lesbian so she was the perfect person to confide to about Ravi, as they both could share their secrets and trust each other. They were inseparable. Priya was just having a rant about having a horrendous blackmailing boss, but it seemed like she was exaggerating, how bad could it be really?
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*** Santosh & Sunita ***
It was mid-afternoon in a typically bleak Vancouver setting, on a high rise apartment overlooking the beach. Santosh was lying back on the couch eyes closed and sighing while Sunita gagged on his cock. She was on her hands and knees, her long black hair let loose, coat and boots thrown on the floor, left in her stockings and work dress. She was bobbing her head up and down on it but couldn’t take it all in, every two plunges of her mouth down on the thick meat would result in her letting out a loud gag. It was putting Santosh off, who pulled her up by her hair.
“Hey gently honey!” she giggled, they had been dating since law school and she was used to his rough treatment. It made her feel like a woman and she had no objection. The two wrapped into a deep kiss before she removed her stockings to exposed her trimmed and tight pussy. She had a wonderfully slim figure with all the tennis and swimming, Santosh loved fucking her dusky body as the perfect after work stress relief.
Sunita knew that it was up to her to do most of the work, she climbed onto the sofa and leaned up to kiss her handsome boyfriend. She lowered herself down while the two french kissed. Santosh liked plenty of tongue and she was always eager to please. “Ohhhh baby… she moaned as tight hot pussy began to envelope the rock hard cock, they continued deep tongue kissing while she steadily began to rock her tall sexy frame on his huge meaty rod.
The pace intensified, as she bounced eagerly on his cock sighing and breathing heavily in between kisses, riding him in full force. He wrapped his hand around her and started playing with her asshole, before she slapped his hand away. Strictly a no-go zone! He has been gunning for her asshole since the dated but no luck, not even the white chicks during the one night stands gave him anal. That was a box he simply had to tick!
They both came in unison, thrusting hard and moaning loudly, loving every minute of it. After bursting several shots of cum which leaked out of her pussy, she slid off with a smile and went off to change into something more comfortable. Exhausted but satisfied with his after-work fuck, he went to the corner of the room and waited for the shower to turn on.
When it did, he took his carefully positioned cellphone recording the whole thing and stashed the video clip away into a private folder. A pet hobby of his, he’s got dozens of him fucking Sunita, and a few others including his personal favourite… a threesome between him, an Taiwanese ex-flame name Amber (whom he dumped not long after) and drunken college white chick whose name he doesn’t even remember.
He played back some of the fuck session they just had, she looked gorgeous pumping her body on his cock.
Perfect jerk off material for him!
He knocked loudly on the bathroom door and make a quick excuse that he had to go and pick up some shopping for his mother. He didn’t of course.
“Ok that’s great hun, love you!” was the reply from Sunita.
“Yeah… ok” Santosh muttered with a grin before heading off.
He decided to do a quick hop off to the grocery store.
He needed some red bull anyway…
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** Radha’s Hotel Frustration ***
Suresh was waiting eagerly for his married lover, at the same grocery store in which he had stalked Radha to court her and win her over. He noticed a familiar figure appear in a winter fur coat with a big smile, he whispered in her lovers ear that they’re off to the skyscraper hotel just opposite the store, her job was to stall for a while and then follow in. “Room 415” was his departing words as he left quietly.
Excited and thrilled that she was about to get some more serious action, Radha stalled by looking around for some chocolates and also grabbed some scented candles. Might as well make the evening filled with romance she figured! She knew that Suresh was very average looking, but it was his massive dick of 7.5 inches that made it all worthwhile. In a sexless marriage he was exactly what she needed, the last time they had sex he was rocking her in her own bedroom, she came three times!
It was only a matter of 15 minutes before she had hurriedly raced across the road, scarf around her face to pretend to avoid the snow but really just to cover her face from being recognised. She hopped into the elevator and zoomed up to level four.
Upon entering Room 415 Suresh wasted no time, throwing her body into his arms and wrapping into a lust filled and frantic french kiss. She wasn’t expecting things to move that fast, she hadn’t even undressed when his jeans were slipped off and she was down on her knees with his hands clasped around her hair, frantically drumming her face onto his penis.
She dropped her shopping bag and her purse, letting off a gagging groan of disapproval, but this didn’t stop Suresh at all.
She couldn’t swallow it all and was gagging heavily, but that didn’
t seem to bother him in the least. He wasn’t this rough before, what is going on Radha wondered. He broke off shortly but before she could protest he picked her up and basically threw her plump body onto the bed. He pulled off her clothing like a man possessed, nearly tearing her expensive coat.
They were soon on the bed fully nude in a frantic 69, no time to setup candles or even have a cuddle. He was on top. He was desperately tonguing her pussy (something his wife doesn’t allow) driving her completely wild, she was struggling to throat his cock but was doing her best to concentrate and multi-task.
Missionary position followed soon after and her plump legs were wrapped around his strong waist as he pumped at a blistering pace, extremely horny and rough, not considering if she was having orgasms. The friction was burning up her pussy and her moans and gasps of pleasure turned into slight uncomfortable wails as Suresh showed no signs of letting up. “ugghhh thats it… thats it you bitch!! I’m going to dump my load in your married pussy” he groaned out, and it was only seconds before his wild thrusting subsided and shots of thick cum erupted into her.
It was nowhere near long enough, he was up and back in his jeans and sweater and out of the room in two minutes flat after the fucking, leaving her gasping with a thick creampie pool on the bed dripping from her sore pussy. He threw the hotel room keys on the bed and simply said “god I needed that”… before disappearing.
She didn’t have a single orgasm but came very close three times. Bitterly annoyed with no sexual release and a paining throat and thighs, she got out of bed and took a shower and took her time changing back. Why had the jerk not bothered with any romance and gone straight for the raw dirty sex? No different to her husband Raj.
At least he didn’t pull out his belt and whip her, she thought to herself. Remembering Raj’s love for pain and bdsm.
She walked out of the room with the hotel key and into the lobby. The asshole didn’t even bother paying for the room! Absent minded and too angry to bother with her scarf around her face, she trudged out into the heavy winds to wait for her bus.
She didn’t even notice her son Santosh grinning fanatically in the lobby lounge snapping away with his phone camera.
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** Sonia’s Ordeal **
It was a late Saturday night and the club was pumping, Sonia and Travis were getting up close in a dance in one of his favourite nightclubs. She had never been there before and was a touch uncomfortable at the large number of young black men and women. There were no Indians there. But after a few tequila shots she opened up and she and Travis were soon having a great time on the floor.
She was a great dancer with a great body, showing off her dark red sleeveless dress. The chicks would glare at her angrily, while the guys seemed to love her chocolate brown complexion, wide infectious smile and her sexy attitude. She didn’t notice two or three particularly rough guys eye her up and down, while on the floor Travis started touching her clit through her skirt and also started kissing her neck, seducing her.
Already a bit tipsy and feeling very restless and horny, she let herself fall into his spell. She could barely handle his huge hung penis but she wanted all of him inside her slim Indian frame. Travis detected this and saw this as a golden chance, he led her away from the dance floor to some of the motel rooms out the back. He was a regular there and he knew it was just a bed and four walls set up for club goers to get fucking. Perfect for him and his hot desi babe.
It was a run down and dirty room but perfect for the occasion. Sonia and Travis were soon moaning into each others lips in a tight kiss and he easily lifted her onto the bed, he was a full foot taller than her. She was having a great time sucking his tongue. They were soon undressed and she found herself on her fours while Travis placed his head directly under her moist and trimmed pussy. He was an absolute expert at eating pussy, and it wasn’t long before he was devouring it like mad, attacking it like a bowl of soup. She was groaning loudly into the wall in front of her, not bothered by her volume, her legs shook as her orgasm was building. His tongue drove deep into her, sucking out her thick warm pussy juice for him to swallow. He was so good at it, it felt like it was a thin wet penis fucking her.
He eyes grew wide as she started screaming, an orgasm was coming. Travis sensed this and pulled out immediately, leaving her frustrated. She let out a groan in annoyance but she was quickly turned around onto her back and eaten out again this time from the top. she gasped, moaned and wailed and was inches away from climax before he pulled away another time. Frustrated as hell she reached up and gave a friendly slap, Travis laughed and smiled and said “if you want it, you have to play a kinky game with me Sonu darling”
Sonia hesitated briefly, but she trusted him and alcohol and sexual frustration had made her desperate. “Anything!” she exclaimed. Travis’s plan was going perfectly, he laid her gently on the bed and spread her arms to each of the bed rests. He was going to tie her to bed.
“Ooohhh kinky!” Sonia said with a smile of approval, something she would regret soon. Her hands were soon bound using rope that was oddly sitting there in place. Was this planned? she thought to herself. They were bound tight enough for her to not be able to get away, but this turned her on more. She always felt helpless around Travis and this felt perfect normal.
What happened next got her into a mild panic however, as Travis pulled out her long black scarf and tied it around her eyes, blindfolding her. “Hey hey… are you sure about this… ” she whimpered, but he only smiled and assured her this is going to be great for her. She trusted him, perhaps too easily. Her heart was thumping hard.
Travis soon moved back to her pussy, eating it like dessert, she was groaning like crazy, legs spread, lifting her butt and arching her back to give him better access. “Ohhh yess, oh my god you are SO good at this” she voiced out loudly.
It was only moments before his huge cock invaded her tiny pussy opening, she screamed in partial delight and pain as it ripped through her dripping wet walls and lodged itself deep inside her. “Ohhhh god no no it hurts, pull it out” she exclaimed but nobody was going to listen to her. She had sex before, but not with Travis… this was like the time she lost her virginity to a much older family friend of hers when she was 17.
Travis started thrusting slowly at first in a slow motion, her pussy ached like crazy, her moans of pleasure turned into mixed groans. He groped her breasts, and shoved two two fingers into her mouth for her to suck. She tried her best but could barely concentrate.
With the ‘foreplay’ over for Travis, he got down to business, and started ramming her hard and fast. She couldn’t cope and was thrusting about frantically, she tried to pull away at her hand restraints and couldn’t, she couldn’t even see, which left her in a mad panic. She would have fainted, if she wasn’t so terrified. Yet the sexual pleasure was overcoming her fear.
“Travis TRAVIS stop stop please…. uggghhh… yess… ohhhh”… she bellowed. It felt great, amazing, but it came side by side with a dull aching pai
n of being opened up. This was ridiculously rough. He shouted out a large groan of pleasure as he pumped her as hard as his muscular thighs allowed him to, finally cumming like never before, dumping huge loads of cum into her pussy.
She felt huge waves of cum hit her pussy for the first time, in her drunken absent mindedness she only just realised he didn’t even use a condom like they had agreed. Panicking like crazy she gasped and panted, trying to demand an explanation but too exhausted and sore to even speak. He pulled out with a might wet thunk and muttered to himself “that was exactly what I was looking for”…
Sonia tried to speak but could only gasp, as Travis planted a wet kiss on her lips. She heard a few weird clicks, before he removed the scarf.
“How was that my Indian princess” he whispered. Sonu despite being in pain had two rocking orgasms. “Wonderful” she sighed but she was partially lying. They locked again in a deep kiss, she was hoping like hell that she wouldn’t get pregnant, but she was more than ready to elope of she did.
She didn’t notice that the door behind them was now partially open
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*** Raj’s Power ***
Raj’s moments of relaxation came at 8pm every weekday after a hard days work. Neelam, his mid 30s secretary for the day was busy on her knees next to his cushioned desk chair sucking his cock very slowly and letting off soft approving moans as she did so. She was dressed in a red and yellow salwar kameez, her diamond wedding ring gleaming against the fireplace, her dark red bindi signalling she was a married slut.
He carressed her silky brown hair and smiled, pleased with his pet. Neelam was a little chubbier than the average secretary in the firm and made mistakes during her day job, but she really knew how to suck cock which is why she’s the highest ranked of the lot. She always had an eager warm mouth ready to please any time of the day, she was already servicing him for 20 minutes.
Raj clicked through some of his documents that needed reviewing, but he decided to save those for later and instead went to have some fun.
He wasn’t in the mood of going into the sex chatrooms he frequents, and instead decided to check out the 100s of cameras in the company that nobody knew of except the seniors. It was mostly pretty boring as most of the building was empty, a few eager men and women stuck around working furiously, overworked no doubt. Doing work the ‘honest’ way in his company means plenty of hard work.
Then something caught his eye… “Hello what do we have here!”
It was Aman, a middle aged manager, in the janitors room furiously fucking a bitch Raj didn’t recognize, against the wall with her legs wrapped around his waist as they kissed. They were rocking up and down hard, in a frantic fuck. A smile and a wicked gleam came to his eyes, opporunities like this are rare and should never be wasted.
Raj did a quick lookup of Aman’s profile, seems he is new to this country, modest home, has a housewife name Nazia, pretty little thing too. Plenty of leverage. Raj reached for his cellphone, sighing has he did so because Neelam hit a sweet spot on his cock with her tongue. “Boss’s office. Penthouse. Urgent” was the SMS message he sent him. He chuckled as Aman hurriedly shoo’d away his temporary lover and straightened his tie, maybe he was expecting a promotion?
Aman was there in a matter of minutes with a knock on the large wooden door “May I come in sir?”. He sounded enthusiastic, he was definitely expecting good things. He was in for a huge shock when he walked in, seeing a foxy secretary sucking his bosses large dick. Neelam only looked up, cock in her mouth, and grinned and went back to sucking.
Raj took control of the situation, “You see this Aman?” swirling the monitor around… “This is you, giving your life to me. These pictures will be in your wifes cellphone in minutes at the snap of my finger”. Then the begging began, this was all too easy, Aman pleaded for his reputation to be kept safe and he was willing to do anything he said, take a pay cut, work harder. “No no no, none of that… I want something quite different”. Aman said he will do anything, just name it. The poor guy had no chance.
Raj smiled…. “get on your knees boy, not to beg, but to crawl over here and help my lovely Neelam out”.
Aman turned white in fear, paralysed, he didn’t move for a few minutes before pleading for anything else but that.
Nothing was going to change Raj’s mind.
The next half an hour was special as Raj got comfortable on his couch and watched both of them give him a hot blowjob. Aman was obviously new to all this and did an awful job of it, Neelam coached him to get the teeth out of the way and go deep. She would suck his large balls as the two would take turns.
Aman was the lucky one, to get a thick warm appetizer to swallow before he goes home to his Nazia’s home cooked dinner. Raj assured the humiliated boy that it won’t happen again unless he is stupid enough to let it happen, or unless Aman wanted it, nodding at his obvious erection.
A fresh married cuckold to add to his collection, a productive day indeed! Before retiring off home he did a bit more research on this Nazia lady, a new target. Raj saw a beautiful smiling photo of them on their honeymoon on their blog.