Poonam’s pounding Part 4: Poonam has fun with her cook, Smita with Dad

 Poonam’s pounding Part 4

 Poonam has fun with her cook, Smita, with Dad

Poonam’s pussy was always wet and itching for a fuck, after she returned from Suma’s home.

The excitement of fucks with many cocks was still fresh in her mind. Her mind would recollect the details of fucking sessions, and her pussy would overflow.

After a chat with Raj, Poonam was more excited than before. She thought,” When Vijay would not mind cook fucking me, why do I want to cheat?”

Poonam had no answer, except that it would add to the thrill. After hubby and kids left, Poonam changed into a short, sexy nighty without inners and went to the kitchen.

Bahadur was not there. His room was adjacent to the kitchen, and she heard him talking to someone on the mobile.

She was about to knock on the door, but stopped when she heard her name.

Bahadur was saying,” But dear, I am unable to control. That Poonam bitch is torturing me. She flashed cleavage, moved about without a bra, shaking those big boobs. One of these days, I may just fuck her. I might lose the job, that is only pulling me back.”

His wife told him,” You fool. She wants you to fuck her. Fuck the bitch.”

Bahadur said,” Easy for you to say. After many years being a loyal cook, if I fuck her and she complains to the police, I will go to jail.”

She told him, “Like she is showing cleavage, you show your massive tent in shorts. You have such a thick, massive cock, she cannot resist.”

Bahadur said,” Let us see how it goes. How is your fucking? Your brothers and my dad are looking after you, after all? Any new cocks?”

She laughed and said,” No. Your dad is not leaving me for a minute. The moment we have privacy, he is all over me. But he is considerate; when my brothers come, he leaves me to them.”

Poonam stepped back and sat near the dining table, cutting vegetables. Bahadur came out of his room and was startled to see her; did she hear his conversation?

Poonam’s face was neutral, Bahadur said,” Malkin, leave it, I will do it.” Bahadur stared at her cleavage and had a massive hard-on. He followed his wife’s advice and put on a thin material shirt without underwear.

Poonam stared at the bulge and smiled and said,” What is the matter? Did you have a video chat with your wife?”

Bahadur gulped and said,” No, malkin. Your beauty caused it.”

Now, Poonam decided, enough beating around the bush, now it is time to ride the bush. Slowly, she pulled out a boob and cupped it, hiding the nipple, and smiled seductively and said,” Do you like what you see?”

Bahadur also crossed the line. He pulled out his massive cock and asked her,” Do you like what you see?”

Poonam's eyes widened with shock. She gasped and said,” My God, it is huge. It will ruin the women.”

Bahadur smiled and said, running his hand on the shaft,” Malkin, give me a chance, I can show you heaven.”

Poonam got up. Slid down the nightie and exposed both breasts and said,” Hmm, let us see, but be careful, my hubby will kill you if he finds my pussy damaged.”

Bahadur needed no further prodding. He grabbed her boobs and kissed her. Poonam’s boobs were big; two hands are required to cover them, but Bahadur’s pan-sized hand was big enough to cup and squeeze.

They went to the bedroom, he pushed Poonam on the bed, ripped her nighty, dropped his shorts and shirt, and spread her legs.

Poonam’s pussy was overflowing. Bahadur rubbed his cock head on pussy lips and rammed cock all the way in one stroke. Poonam cried as a sharp pain shot through her pussy.

She admonished him,” Bahadur, are you crazy? I told you to fuck gently.”

A change came over Bahadur’s face. He growled,” You dirt whore, how dare you tell me how to fuck?” and started fucking with force and vigour, with each stroke the pace and intensity were rising.

Poonam was shocked and angry. She shouted,” You're stupid, stop fucking and remove your dirty cock, this minute.”

Bahadur removed his cock, Poonam got down the bed and was about to leave, glaring at him, when Bahadur yanked her hair and pulled at him and told her,” You whore, you are my fucking slave, and you will open your cunt to your master. Do you understand?”

Poonam said,” What the hell… leave me…”

He poured filthy abuses, and strangely, Poonam, a proud woman, found herself getting excited with each abuse. She was used to being treated with respect, and to be treated like a slut and whore was thrilling her.

When she read fuck stories of whores and sluts, she used to fantasize about being in their place. She felt weak in her legs and sat on the bed, and as her cunt was raining juices, she whispered,” Bahadur, yes, I am your slave.”

Bahadur left her hair and rubbed his cock head, coated with her juice and pre-cum, and said,” Good. Randi. But call me Bahadur sir, when will you learn manners, you dirty slut?”

Bahadur’s cock, dirty, sweat-filled odour was fanning her desires, she purred like a cat as she kissed and licked his cock.

Again, a stream of abuses,” Dumb cunt, is that how you suck? Saali, your fucking mom didn’t teach you how to suck cocks?”

Poonam was now submerged in a sea of lust and started sucking cock like a professional randi.

Bahadur squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples and started fucking her mouth. Poonam had difficulty breathing until she learned how to breathe.

Bahadur screamed, “Filthy slut, shaadi main aayi kya? Are you a fucking bride? Open your eyes and look at me when sucking.

Poonam felt his cunt, and it was screaming for fuck. She pulled out his cock and said,” Bahadur sir, your randi wants your big cock in her cunt, fuck her hard.”

Bahadur smiled, pushed her on the bed, and started fucking her hard. Poonam matched Bahadur in foul language; she kept saying she was his randi, her boobs, cunt, ass…everything was his, but, in between, she called him mother-fucker, sister- fucker and bastard.

This enraged him further, and he fucked even harder. Finally, when he pumped hot lava into her pussy, she experienced several orgasms; she lost count, and she felt like a rag doll. All body parts ached, but it was a sweet pain.

As they lay panting, drenched in sweat… Bahadur’s confidence also drained along with his cum.

He realized he treated Poonam like a bazar randi, and she might sack him. He got down from the bed, he touched her feet and said,” I am sorry, Malkin. I don’t know what happened to me, I was so horny I lost control.”

Poonam was about to say, " It was ok, it was amazing, one of her best fucks…but, restrained.

She asked,” You idiot, you almost raped me. It looked like you wanted to punish me. Why? I was always nice to you.”

Bahadur was licking her feet and sucking her toes. He said,” You shouted at me on four occasions in front of guests. I felt very hurt, and I think it came out without my knowledge. Please forgive me,”

Poonam looked at him with amusement. She said,” Fine. I enjoyed the hard fuck. I understand, to arouse you to fuck me like this, I have to insult you. So, I will be your slave during fuck time. The rest of the time, I am your malkin, and you are my slave. I will abuse you, shout, and insult you. When you fuck me, take out the anger.”

Bahadur’s eyes widened in shock and surprise. He nodded.

Poonam looked at her body, and she was shocked to see that Bahadur had mauled, bitten, and scratched and left tell-tale marks on her boobs, thighs, and buttocks.

She moaned,” Oh, no. How can I hide this from hubby? I have to stay away from him for a few days until they are healed.”

Bahadur stammered,” Malkin, I am so sorry. I didn’t know what I was doing. “

Poonam laughed, kissed him, and said,” Don’t worry, I will think of some excuse to keep him away.”

…

Smita, Poonam’s elder daughter, was unable to concentrate in college. She inherited Poonam’s sexy eyes, thick, lustrous hair, and all the curves.

Her friends were jealous, and boys were smitten. She started reading porn and watching fuck videos and masturbating regularly.

The reason for her distraction was the change in her dad and mom’s behaviour after they returned from a short stay at Suma and Ravi’s place. Before, they had minor fights and clashes, but now, they were like honeymooners.

She caught her dad grabbing mom’s boobs and mom playing with dad’s cock in his shorts, when they thought Smita was not watching. Every night, she could hear the fuck sounds from their bedroom.

Contd...

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