The Malhotra family –
*** Prologue ***
The Malhotra family are very wealthy immigration from 12 years Delhi to Canada, a family of five with three kids. This tale tracks the movement of all of these parties and their interactions, sex lives and eventual downfalls.
Raj is a 54 year old senior business executive, obsessed with his investments and his wealth. He is all about command and control, and being incredibly bored with his wife he instead seeks out pretty young women as his pastime. Strictly Indian only of course.
Radha is a 48 year old overweight but attractive and sexually frustrated with a total lack of interest from her husband. She feels like after a life of dedication to her husband she deserves much more attention and better treatment.
Sonia is a beautiful and modern 25 year old who has a real zest for life, loves the outdoors and catches everyone’s eye wherever she goes. She is arranged to marry another very wealthy Indian but she is seeing a local African-American male on the sly with ambitions of eloping with him.
Santosh is a typical 24 year old male just breaking into a career in Law. He has a girlfriend but sees other women and fantasizes every woman that comes his way, even family. He truly doesn’t care about anyone but himself and his own pastimes.
Deepa is a 21 year old college girl who is new to love and romance and is waiting for her prince charming to sweep her away from her rich and arrogant siblings. She is soon to be smitten by an online messenger contact picked up from an online dating chat room.
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Sex, lust and porn, there is nothing else in this world.
*** Chapter 1 – Raj’s Story ***
It was another productive day at the office at 9pm in the evening. A blizzard blew outside but his cozy penthouse office blared away with its wood fireplace brightening up the mood. The clients were happy, his investments were soaring, his wealth felt like it was doubling by the minute. But best of all was the juicy young Indian intern he was nailing on his polished desk, her soft whimpers going hand in hand with this forceful grunts while pounding her from behind. Ah the perks of being on top!
His perfectly tailored business shirt and tie still on, cuff links shining and gleaming. Leaving the shirt on was a power thing. She was dressed like a typical young accounting intern, all stockings, skirt and boots with a slightly oversized blue blazer. Amateur… he thought to himself.
“That’s it you slut, take all of me, scream for me bitch”. He didn’t give a shit about her, he barely even knew her name… Pooja or something? Didn’t matter, a fresh accounting graduate is the perfect prey for someone line him… they need the money and the status badly, they won’t get anywhere in this firm without help. He’ll help, pulling strings, getting her up the ladder. It comes at a cost, giving up a fresh tight pussy.
“Ohh.. oh aahhh ahhh, ow it hurts… ohhhh god…” her whimpers ran. She hated his guts and he knew it, which only turned him on more. She wanted this to end but it never seemed to, he wasn’t large in size but he just wouldn’t stop… it was 35 minutes already.
“Right that’s it, turn over you whore and get on your knees, you’re going to take my load on your pretty face and those cute glasses, then I might feel satisfied enough to write up that reference”.
She turned around, daggers in her loathing eyes… “yes… yes cum on my face, cum on my glasses, I want it badly”. She had to play along.
It was nearly time to wrap up, soon he’d head off home to his deathly dull wife and stuck up and ungrateful kids. Other than his baby Deepa of course, she was his darling and the only thing worth coming home to.
… and of course Raj now has a reference to write he thought to himself, as stream of cum erupted all over his pretty interns ruby red lips, chocolate face and polished glasses.
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*** Chapter 2 – Radha’s Story ***
“Oh yes… ohhh fuck yes that’s it… fuck me harder… OHHHH….”
Radha was bent over on her fours, nearing her third orgasm for the night, the wind was howling but neither she nor her lover could hear a thing over their long drawn wails and moans of pleasure. She had only started recently sleeping with her new lover and it was so badly needed in a sex-less marriage with her money and power hungry husband. He didn’t even look twice at her despite her cooking all day and running after her kids.
“Ahhhh yes that’s it Radha… cum for me…. I’m cumming too”…. cried out Suresh. Another married guy, another sexless wife, familiar story. The very modest earning and middle class Suresh noticed the lovely Radha on her daily walks and bus trips to the grocery stores, he wasted no time in pretending to go to the same store on the same bus. Chatting turned to coffees which turned to flirting, and it was only a few short weeks before he was nailing her married pussy. The sexually frustrated are easily tamed.
He reach around and grabbed her completely oversized 38D breasts and squeezed hard, both were in doggy on her superking bed nailing each other, she didn’t even bother to remove her bindi or wedding ring which he liked even more. She soon erupted in a violent orgasm moments after she felt shots of hot cum invade her wet and overused pussy. Her mind and body was in bliss, she needed this badly for so many years and now that she was finally getting it, she wanted more and more.
The two lovers unlocked and smiled at each other, embracing each other in a warm kiss and cuddle. Was there a moment of true romance between them or was it pure lust? Neither were really sure, and the fleeting moment passed as both got up and dressed. “You need to get going now, my husband wouldn’t be far away now and he would be furious if dinner was not ready”…
She led him out the back door quietly and blew a kiss goodbye, and then rushed back into the kitchen. Life was finally satisfying for Radha.
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*** Sonia’s Story ***
Sonia sat in the back of Travis’s car, legs wrapped around his waist french kissing him passionately. They were parked outside his office trying to heat up the mood against the winter cold in their car. Travis loved the fact that he was dating a hot brown skinned Indian, he would show her dusky looks off to everybody and took great pleasure in claiming her sexually. He loved making the blonde chicks lust over him and jealous of her.
Sonia, or Sonu to those dear to her, was swept off her feet by this hot black jock in college and couldn’t believe he wanted her attention. She was in love in no time and rejected every pathetic Indian guy who came after her ever since, including the hundreds of wedding proposals. Having dashing looks didn’t help her cause she would always think to herself.
Travis broke off after 20 minutes of lustful tongue kissing… “Sonu, have they fixed up this marriage for you
yet or what?”.
“Yeah I’ve already skyped with this guy, god I hate him. All he could talk about was his fancy new clothes, his hotshot job, and the fact that he was flying business class to Paris with his friends. He reminds me of my dad and brother!”
Amit was his name, she was absolutely adamant not to marry him but both her parents were really keen. They don’t even know about Travis, she was planning to stash up enough money from her current job along with him and run off… anywhere as long as it was with him.
Travis laughed at her ordeal, he never understood the concept of arranged marriage or saving virginities for the big wedding night. He was glad to have ‘educated’ Sonia in that regard, he could still hear her screams when all 8.5 inches plunged into her petite frame. “Well when do you have to be home?”. Sonu smiled cheekily “I have a few minutes” as she helped undo his fly and she reached her leather gloved hands for his massive penis. She hadn’t seen anyone else’s but she knew that his was huge, she still couldn’t take all of him!
Sonu placed her warm lips around the tip of the cock head, Travis moaned as his Indian girlfriend throated half the thick cock and bobbed her adorable head up and down. She loved to swallow his hot cum and there was plenty on the way.
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*** Santosh’s Story ***
Santosh eagerly watched as the three lesbians broke away from their hot passionate kiss and moved into a 69 position with the third slut getting her strap-on in gear. The door was locked, the 19″ screen had the hot scene on full display and his headphones were blasting. He was happily pumping himself, porn was his absolute favorite pastime other than partying and nailing his clingy but pretty girlfriend Sunita.
He preferred white chicks for all his numerous one-night stands. Sunita didn’t have to know about those.
One of the sluts in the video, the Russian brunette with the strap-on, was soon eagerly fucking the two blonde chicks anally as they moaned in their locked 69. God he loved sluts who took it up the asshole, his cock extended an inch harder.
Having just landed his fantastic job at a respectable law firm, he didn’t need to bother getting free handouts from his dad. But he took them anyway and stashed them for a rainy day, he didn’t bother moving out of home either as the free meals and accommodation were perfect. Eventually he would go and set up his perfect bachelors pad and dump Sunita and live an endless party life, that was the master plan anyway.
He saw a shadow outside, wondering who it was Santosh got up and peeped through the blinds. “Who the fuck is that” he muttered to himself, it was some average sized guy hooded up in the blizzard sneaking away from his parents wing. It couldn’t be one of the cleaners as they are usually long gone by 5pm. “Weird…” it was almost dinner time anyway so he got up and headed to the kitchen.
It was an hour before he stopped masturbating and decided to take a break, the three euro sluts had entertained him greatly.
He walked past Deepa’s room, she was chat messaging somebody and looked back and smiled. Winking and smiling in return he continued on, she was a sweet thing, probably the only sane one in the family. He’d do anything to keep her from harm.
Mom looked surprisingly fresh and jovial and he couldn’t work out why, but seeing a bit of life in her was great. He wasn’t going to lie to himself, he found her attractive as hell, but wasn’t going to say anything about it naturally. He masturbated to his own mother for a number of years with no signs of letting up. He knew in his own mind that if it ever got consensual, he would be all for it.
*** 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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