Narges was now mumbling, “Oh sahib! I am a married woman. You have now shamed me. You have taken a married woman on her marital bed. You have taken away my honour. My husband was not man enough to stop you.”
I could see Fateh in the shadows, stroking his small weiner faster and faster as his wife called him names while being pounded by my monster cock.
Narges was now sweating profusely, screaming and grunting loudly in time to my pounding. We were now copulating forcefully; my cock fully buried inside her. I was fucking a married woman, on her marital bed, that too in front of her husband. I slammed into Fateh’s wife, causing the old bed springs to squeak and groan noisily in rhythm to our hammering.
“Narges, I am going to cum inside you.” I told Narges as I humped her.
“Oh, Sarun, it will be an honour and pleasure.” Narges murmured. “I want your sperm in me. Fill me, Sarun!”
I grunted as I ejaculated, filling up her vagina with my semen till it overflowed, staining the bed sheets. Narges grasped my balls, squeezing out as much juice as possible. I bit her neck and kept ejaculating for quite some time before finally collapsing with my full weight on her. I remained inside her for almost ten minutes, making sure my seed soaked in. We caressed and kissed before I finally rolled off her, my cock semi erect and still dripping cum.
I looked at my freshly fucked former maid and the object of my wettest dreams, covered in sweat and love bites on her breasts, neck and thighs, my semen oozing out of her vagina down her arse, the room reeking with the aroma of sweat and sex.
“Wow, wow.” Was what Narges repeated loudly, several times. “Wow. Now that’s what I call a fucking. My husband never fucks me like that, sahib. You know how to satisfy a woman. If I knew you fucked like that I would have let you fuck me a long time ago.”
I could only grin at the compliment. Narges’s legs were still spread out, and a full ten minutes later cum was still oozing out of her pussy. Narges moved so that she now faced me again, the cum making slosh noises as it dribbled down her thighs.
“Sarun, why did you really come here?” She asked. “Did you really just come to visit me?”
“Oh yes, Narges.” I took her face in my arms and kissed her cheeks. “Actually, I have a job offer for you.”
“Oh?”
“Yes, Narges. You see, I am now a very rich man. I have a business in the USA. I also do some import work from India, so I have a mansion in Kolkata. My family lives in the USA, but I come every month to Kolkata for ten to twelve days. I need a maid to work for me there, and rather than any maid, I thought of you, my originalkamwaali bai.”
There was a pause as Narges digested this. Seeing a little hesitation, I kissed her gently on her eyes, took her hand and placed it on my now erect again cock.
“And I am always ready to be your bitch, Narges.”
Narges mulled over something for sometime, then told me softly so only I could hear, “We will discuss this later, darling. I have to talk with my husband. He is my husband you know.”