Rekha after many attempts finalized and emailed the pictures she wanted to be published on the website. She also inquired with Amit as to when the website would be up and running. She felt pretty frustrated not to receive any email from Amit till late evening. Wish she knew how much time and effort it took to design a website.
She got a sms – “I need some basic details to get the website running. Should I come to your house or will you come to my shop?”
She felt an increased flow of blood to her vital organs as she read the message.
She replied back “My place, around 3 p.m. Servants would have gone to take rest by then.”
Amit smiled and wondered what had he done to deserve such a horny whore.
Rekha could feel butterflies in her stomach to hear the bell ring on her door. Servants had already gone to rest so she opened the door and got the shock of her life. Amit started to almost grope her ass as soon as she opened the door. It was something she had never anticipated. She loved it too much though. She tried to break free but her effort did not have the conviction.
Amit: “What is your rate whore?”
Rekha (blushing): “What do you mean and why do you ask?”
Her words broke as she spoke.
Amit: “You will have to specify your rates so I can put up the same on the website.”
Rekha’s face went crimson red as she tried to think of an answer.
Rekha: “Are the rate’s not dependent on the services a customer asks for?”
Amit grabbed her from behind and cupped her boobs delicately.
Amit: “Spoken like a true whore but there are many customers who don’t pay for a job. They just pay by the hour and do whatever they want.”
Rekha experienced a much known feeling of wetness between her legs.
Rekha: “What if a customer wants to do something which I won’t do at all.”
Amit: “Is there anything you don’t want to do cunt?”
Rekha bit her lips hearing his words. Her body instinctively rushed into his, wanting more attention. Amit was already busy kissing her neck.
Rekha: “Well, that depends on my mood. I love the ones who are like you, a mixture of good and bad.”
Rekha yelped out in pleasure to feel Amit’s lips and hands increasing pressure on her body. His lips dug nicely on her neck and his hands groping her boobs quite hard. Rekha gasped as she realized that his fingers had started to undo her hooks on the front of her blouse. Her hips pushed into his hard rod.
Amit: “I love whores like you who know their likes and dislikes.”
Rekha: “I love guys like you who know how to take charge.”
She knew it would trigger an even increased response from him and that was exactly what she got from him. She never had imagined that she would do anything of such kinds. She knew it would only be a matter of time before her blouse would fall from her body. Her sarree was already done away with. Amit broke away from her body and turned the laptop on. He started to make a note of what she had just told. It would help him define her likes and dislikes. Amit could not spot Rekha once he was done with the noting. She was midways on the stairs (towards her room).
Rekha: “Please bring your laptop and other belongings into my bedroom.”
Amit was more than happy to hear the word “bedroom”.
Once inside the bedroom, he locked the door and placed his laptop on the side table. Rekha stood like a doll, awaiting his next move. She moaned out loudly as he pushed her on to the bed. He slowly took her legs into his hand and started to caress them. He knew what he was doing and the effects were being enjoyed by Rekha.
Amit: “There has to be a rate structure for clients otherwise you won’t get customers from the website.”
Rekha: “What if I am already busy with someone?”
Amit: “You will need to maintain an appointment diary so you don’t mess things up.”
Rekha: “Can’t I hire someone to maintain my appointments?”
Amit smiled as he looked deep into her eyes.
Amit: “Suppose you have hired me as your secretary, how will you tell me about your appointments?”
Rekha had never thought about the intricacies involved.
Rekha: “If I had a secretary like you, I would be really lucky. I know you can take care of my accounts too.”
He parted her legs and was now caressing her milky calves and continued the discussion.
Amit: “It would be my pleasure to be your secretary. What would be my salary?”
Rekha: “What would you like it to be?”
Amit straightened her legs and let his hands slide down all the way to her panties. She could not help but close her eyes and enjoy his explorations.
Amit: “Besides your body, a certain percentage of your total income.”
Rekha: “You are greedy fellow indeed. You only told that my body is priceless and yet you want a cut in my income as well.”
Amit: “I will obviously provide you with my valuable services in return to your money.”
He placed her legs on his shoulder. He parted her panties to get a feel of how wet she was. She lay there like a whore, wanting more.
Rekha: “What other services could I possibly need?”
Amit (erotically feeling her vulva): “There are many issues involved in handling your career.”
Rekha gasped and moaned. His strokes were making it impossible for her to reply. Her lower back arched up towards his fingers to give him proper access to the places she wanted him to explore.
Rekha: “What more issues? You just want my money.”
Amit knew she was teasing him. He just played along her lines.
Amit: “I think you would like a certain basic filtering of your clients. I can do that for you.”
Rekha: “You are quite right. I never thought of it. I feel so dumb. What percentage of my income do you want? I am sure you will be worth every penny to me.”
Rekha felt a rush of air into her privates as she felt his fingers parting her vulva and stretching it a bit as well. It was something she had never experienced. Her hot cunt experiencing cold air conditioned air into her tunnel of love. She was glad that he knew how to handle her. She felt so very shy at being exposed like this.
Amit: “I would be your pimp for 20% of your income.”
Rekha pushed her crotch onto his fingers as she heard the word pimp. She felt an ever increased need to masturbate. She kept on pushing her crotch towards his finger while he quite cleverly moved his fingers away from her privates. She opened her eyes to see what was happening. In that very moment, as their eyes locked, he started to churn her vulva with his fingers (just like taking lemon juice out of a lemon). His fingers were totally smeared with her overflowing juices. Her eyes closed as she found herself enveloped in streams of pleasure. Amit stopped. She understood that he wanted her to open her eyes to continue further.
Rekha: “It is a deal then. 20% of my income will be yours. Are pimps not supposed to protect their whore’s as well?”
Amit inserted a finger inside her overflowing cunt. He placed a thumb on top of her clitoris and started to rub her vulva with the fingers of his other hand. Rekha could do nothing but push her crotch more towards him. She knew it well that a mind shattering orgasm was only a few rubs away. Despite knowing this fact, Amit once again stopped stimulating her.
Amit: “I will protect you from many things which you have yet to envisage.”
Amit now lowered himself on to her exquisite naval. Rekha could not quite understand what was happening to her but everything he did was giving her pleasure beyond her wildest imaginations. She was forced to remember whether Anupam had ever made love to her in these ways. Amit started to play with her belly button. He teased the outer part of her naval with his inquisitive tongue. He then started to go deep inside her belly button. Her mind was already wild with so many imaginations. The first thing that came to her mind was his penis inside her cunt and it made her moan once again. Amit then leisurely started to kiss her lower naval area. He ultimately reached her pubic bone area. Rekha had never been so desperate ever for a release.
Rekha: “Do you think not letting me cum is some form of protection? I am almost there. Please lick me to ecstasy.”
Amit: “Your expressions are such that most of your customers will be far more desperate than you to cum. It is next to impossible to control for me even.”
Rekha burnt with a renewed desire as she saw him undoing his pants.
Amit: “Don’t you dare touch yourself. I will be the one doing everything.”
Rekha was mesmerized listening to his words. His words had a ring of authority to it. She could not do anything but wait for him to make his next move. Amit’s precum had pretty much soiled his underwear. He came and stood near her face.
Amit: “Do the magic that you do. I will cum if you overdo your magic.”
Rekha: “Do I have to take your permission for everything? I will do what I want. Even a whore has her own needs.”
Amit: “You have such a kinky brain that guys can cum hearing you talk to them. ”
Rekha cursed Amit for not letting her do anything. The fact was that the more authoritative he became, the more she loved it. He stood between her legs and parted them roughly. Rekha was lost in her own dirty world of imaginations. She was moaning in anticipation of his next move. Amit quite roughly removed her panties. Rekha lifted her hips to help him remove it fast. She wondered why his rough handling was giving her more pleasure.
Amit: “Seems someone is in heat.”
Rekha loved to be at the receiving end of the tease. She blushed harder to accept the fact that she was the one who was so very desperate.
Amit: “Close your eyes and don’t open until I cum.”
Rekha: “Oh fuck. I will not open it. Please give me your monster in its full glory.”
Amit gave her a fleeting glance of his penis before he told her to close her eyes. He then placed his hand on her thighs. She parted it as much as she could. Amit pulled her roughly to the edge of the bed. Rekha once again wondered why she was enjoying being roughly handled. Amit then slowly fondled her vulva with his fingers. Rekha could do nothing but try to keep her eyes closed and let her imaginations take her on a wilder ride.
Amit: “Do you mind holding your legs for me? It would give me a better view of your whore cunt.”
She felt his fingers smearing her juices on to her swollen vulva.
Rekha: “Please give me the real deal. I am too close.”
Amit: “Be patient.”
She could smell his sex smells. She felt a range of emotions ranging from shyness to kinky in a matter of few seconds.
Amit: “I want your whore cunt to be wet enough before I do anything with my penis.”
Rekha could only moan and convey her feelings. Her hips and thighs were constantly gyrating in anticipation. Rekha experienced something she had never done before. Amit spat on her cunt and then started to smear his spit on her vulva and around. She remembered all those porn movies and the spitting. It made her feel so very whorish. It was simply perfect for her.
Amit then placed his knob on to her clitoris. Rekha could feel her breath stopping in anticipation. She parted her legs as wide as she could. She felt his knob pressing into her privates. She then felt him guide his knob from the top to the bottom of her vulva. Her cunt opened up nicely in anticipation of his entry but it did not happen. What happened was an ever increasing need to be penetrated. Amit guided his penis up and down on her vulva. He knew what he was doing but it was a mystery for Rekha.
Amit: “You are such a beautiful whore that I want to enjoy you forever but my current state of excitement in such that I cannot hold for more than a minute. I will penetrate you afterwards today.”
Rekha gasped hearing his words. The way his knob was sliding on her vulva with her juices, his juices and his spit was making her wilder than she imagined. Her lower back arched more and more with every rub. She was pleasantly surprised to find herself getting over horny. Her cunt and hips had started to rhythmically tighten around his knob. He felt as if her cunt would suck up his knob and take it deep inside her hungry cunt. Both of them knew they were only a shade away from cumming hard.
Rekha: “Rub it faster please. I am going to cum.”
Amit gently placed his free hand on her boobs. Rekha felt she could control no more. The extra sensations were making it impossible for her to hold back.
Amit: “What is stopping you whore? Cum like never before.”
His loud moans forced her to open her eyes and take a look at the raw expressions on his face. His eyes closed as he released spurts of his warm semen on her clitoris. It triggered an orgasm so deep that she felt that she might pass away. She felt the sensations deep in every single cell of her. Amit could not help but huddle down on her body. He felt pleasures like never before. They lay in each other’s arms for what seemed an eternity.
Amit: “Wash yourself Rekha. What if a single cell of my sperm makes its way deep into your ovaries? I hope you understand what I mean by I will protect you.”
Rekha (kissing his arms): “I am on pill so I am already protected dear.”
Amit: “You are indeed a customer’s dream whore.”
He kissed her back on her shoulders and hugged her. He then used the washroom and cleaned himself up. He sat on the laptop and started to work on completing the website.
Amit: “The only limitations I have written is that you don’t like to be kissed on lips.”
Rekha was surprised to realize that she was roaming around nude (with lights on) after sex for the first time in her life. It gave her a sense of freedom, a sense of liberation as well. A sense of getting in touch with things she liked.
She just nodded her approval. Her eyes were busy enjoying the other nude body in front of her.
Amit: “I have blurred the face of the pictures that I have put up.”
Rekha just listened.
Amit smiled back at her. They also discussed other issues like protection from venereal diseases, how to screen the customers etc. Rekha was glad that she would not have to bother about such important issues. Amit would take care of them.
Amit: “You need to clarify one more thing. There are clients who have special requests. How do you propose to handle them?”
Rekha: “What kind of special requests do you mean?”
Amit could clearly make out that she had not envisaged anything of this kind.
Amit: “Different people have different kinks. Some client might request for a threesome. Some people like being watched, some people love watching and so on.”
Rekha: “You can write that it depends on me if I agree for the special requests or not. Please also mention that special requests will attract special rates as well.”
Amit: “Rekha, you will give every whore a run for their money.”
Rekha blushed, grabbed his arms and sunk into his chest to move away from his constant stares. Rekha had brought nuts and juices while Amit worked.
Rekha: “Have some nuts and juices.”
Amit: “Why?”
Rekha: “Proteins and liquids help you rejuvenate for second round.”
Amit: “Second round of what?”
Rekha clearly whimpered as she answered his question.
Rekha: “Sex.”
Amit did not seem to be in any kind of a hurry as he talked to her. Rekha did not look so patient though. Amit shifted his stares to the laptop and started working once again. He was almost done with minor details. His basic material was ready to be uploaded. He needed to finalize a name for her website. His penis dangled beautifully as he walked towards her. Rekha stood, absolutely mesmerized. A flash happened where she saw herself on the floor, giving him a blowjob. She felt so very whorish. She snapped out of her imaginations feelings Amit’s hands on her body. Amit guided her back towards the bed.
Amit: “I want a name for the website. Which name comes first to your mind?”
Rekha was visibly chocking. She felt a renewed surge of hormones in her privates. She could not ever think that she would be doing this.
Rekha: “You are the pimp, you decide.”
Amit took her hands and made her cup his balls. That was all the inspiration she needed. She could not muster enough courage to look into his eyes and she, once again, sunk into his chest while her hands fondled his testicles and not so limp penis.
Amit: “It is your kink and you have to decide it.”
Her hands were not so gentle now as she felt the veins engorging with the fresh flow of blood (in his penis). She grasped his shaft quite hard but the movements she made were quite slow. It was something which Amit had never experienced. Rekha suggested a name.
Amit: “It sounds like some Chinese company trying to prove that they are number one.”
Rekha: “Am I not number one in what I do?”
He did not say anything at all. He, instead, looked in the direction of her hands working on his privates.
Amit: “You certainly deliver something one has never experienced. Maybe you can suggest a name based on that.”
Amit never knew what he had said but the result was something which made him yelp in pleasure. The only thing that changed places was her hand – her mouth took the place of her hands. The friction on his penis was equal if not more. He was rock hard within seconds. Had he not ejaculated before, he would have been spilling his beans into her mouth this very instant. Her hands worked on his testicles and thighs as her mouth gobbled his penis. Rekha felt quite irritated as Amit told her to stop what she was doing.
Amit: “I stopped you as I need a name from you. You better move away from me and think of a name fast.”
His precum was oozing from the side of her lips as she stood inspecting her reflection in the mirror. She was still missing the fullness in her mouth, a shade more than fullness actually. It was more like stretching her jaws but she was still missing his penis inside her mouth.
Amit: “The name has to be such that people should find it easily.”
She nibbled at his ear lobes. She later whispered a name (for the website) which came to her mind. Amit pondered and found the name to be perfect. He just smiled and nodded his agreement to the name. He registered the domain name and awaited the approval. He knew he had some time at hand now and he wanted to make the most of it. He turned to face Rekha.
Before she could assess what he was up to, he was all over her. His hands, lips and fingers were wrecking havoc on her body. She could do nothing but lay back and enjoy being swept away to ecstasy by the expert lover. She had experienced his soft and smooth skills till now. Today, it seemed, was the day of rough love. His fingers had an urgency with which they moved. They had a certain uncaring attitude to the way they moved. The rough movements were giving her a sensation that never existed in her mind. Her body was not only loving it but also responding likewise. The more her body responded, the rougher he got. Amit stopped doing everything all together and instead looked directly into her eyes.
Rekha: “What?”
Amit: “Nothing.”
He started to move his fingers away. Rekha’s pussy squeezed on his fingers and did not let it move out.
Rekha: “What?”
Amit: “Tell me what you want.”
Amit felt a new wave of juices on his fingers. He smiled and kept on looking at her.
Rekha: “Don’t stop now please. Do anything, everything that you want. Just make me cum.”
Rekha did not know how the words came out of her mouth but they did. Amit asked her to relax her thighs to let his fingers move a bit. Rekha blushed quite hard to realize that her thighs were clasping hard on his hands. She relaxed her grip on his hands. Amit started to slowly torture her once again. Within a matter of seconds, he found her most sensitive spots and Rekha knew that she would soon convulse once again on his fingers.
The roughness with which he had felt her made her feel a shade sore inside. The effect of the mildly rough love though left her desiring for more. She opened her eyes to look into his. She could do nothing but moan as she felt his fingers gently sliding in and around her clitoris. She was so very desperate once again. His lips were only a few millimeters away. She knew he was teasing her, making her test her limits. In that awkward moment, she let her lips get close to his and started to kiss him. She kissed every single spot on his face but his lips. Her wet kisses made him moan and his finger around her clitoris made her moan. She opened her eyes to look into his but could not keep them open as her animal instincts told her that she was going to convulse yet again. She went short of breath as she climaxed.
Her eyes opened as she felt his erotic kisses around her neckline. She felt shy to realize that she was making love to an absolute, almost absolute, stranger on the very same bed where she made love to her husband. The thought vanished equally fast as she felt his dick prodding at her vulva. She promptly adjusted her posture to give him proper access to her cunt. She knew instinctively that he would tease her some more.
Rekha: “Don’t you dare tease me anymore. I want that cock of yours deep inside me, buried to the hilt.”
Amit stopped everything that he was doing. He looked at her sexy face and could clearly see that he was losing control. His left hand pushed her hard into the bed as his right hand start to roughly feel her boobs once again. He pinched her nipples with his right hands. Rekha too did the same back to him. Amit growled in pain.
Rekha: “What happened? You could not take some pain yourself.”
She wanted the animal inside Amit to come out in open and so it did. Whether it was for good or bad, would be answered later.
Amit: “Your tight little cunt will tear if I put my monster inside. If I rip it in the way you want it, you will have nothing but tears rolling down your cheeks.”
Amit did not know himself what made his say all this. Rekha did not know how to react but she knew she wanted more of this raw passion from him. Her cunt, mind and brain were on total fire. There was no turning back now and this fact was more than clear to both Amit and Rekha.
Rekha did not realize the kind of physical power Amit possessed. He pinned her down properly under his body. Despite her best efforts, she was not able to move much. It gave Amit the extra ego boost of who was in control. It gave Rekha a renewed trickle of juices between her legs.
Amit: “Whore, you don’t look so classy anymore. Are you as classy as you had imagined yourself to be?”
Rekha had a smile which confused Amit all together. She looked so mysterious. The intrigue brought out more aggression in him. He wanted to fuck the hell out of her.
Amit placed his knob on the top of her clitoris and let it leak his oozing precum for a few minutes before her went further. Rekha was burning with lust beyond her own control. His aggression was helping her some more. Amit used his finger to rub the precum all around her clitoris. He felt as if he had gained control as Rekha started to moan once again. He rubbed her vulva with his penis (just like he had done before). Once he was satisfied that she is lubricated enough, he gently lowered his knob into her cunt. Rekha whimpered in anticipation of taking his manhood into her privates.
Amit: “Don’t rush like a whore that you are. Get used to the thickness of the knob first.”
Rekha was visibly shaken by the use of his words. She blushed and closed her eyes. Amit could not help but stroke her cheeks in admiration. Rekha never felt hornier. Amit pushed in an inch more of his dick. Rekha put a hand on his hips, coaxing him to penetrate her further.
Rekha: “If you stop now, I will surely scratch you like a tigress. Just fuck my brains out Amit.”
It was sweet music to his ears but he knew if he rushed things, he would hurt her.
Amit stopped (and asked her): “Let’s see if you are a tigress or not.”
Rekha: “Please don’t tease me. I cannot take it anymore. Fuck my tight cunt please.”
He pushed his penis another inch. It felt so good to see her adjust to his girth in such a sporting way. There was clear reflection of pain on her face along with lust.
Amit: “Your cunt tells me that you cannot take it anymore. If I insert more, you might start to cry.”
Rekha: “I will not cry and nor will my cunt. If you cannot do it, tell me. I have enough toys to help myself. I need a fuck very badly.”
Amit: “Suits yourself. Don’t blame me afterwards.”
Rekha had put a hand on his chest as he inserted some more. Amit knew the clues nicely and he was not going to rush it.
Amit: “You have had enough or want some more?”
Rekha: “Oh my god. I feel so full already. My cunt feels so full, so stretched. I won’t say no, you don’t stop. Just fuck my brains out. Please, please, please.”
Amit stopped all together and took his penis out. Her vagina felt a fresh gush of air go deep inside. Rekha gave the most pleading look she could. Before her expressions completed, she felt him inserting once more. She could not understand what he was doing but it felt heavenly. She did not know what made her stretch her labia, using her fingers, and wait for him to insert. She felt so desperate. Amit could not help but smile as he saw her doing so. His penis was overflowing with sensations besides blood. It was a sight he had never envisaged. He held his penis and inserted. The force with which he inserted made her yelp with pleasure. The rhythm not only made her experience newer sensations but also helped her cunt adapt to his thickness. Amit inserted his penis inside, removed his hand, and in one single smooth motion started to go in further. He clearly saw Rekha going short of breath. He could also see shades of pleasure along with pain on her face.
Amit: “Have you ever had an orgasm by the friction of a penis?”
Rekha was adjusting to the new sensations of pain mixed with pleasure. She was forced to adjust her posture to accommodate him totally. She could feel her cunt being ripped apart with every single push and she loved it. She was glad to see that Amit had some basic sense. Her hands on his chest were clearly guiding him about her pain and pleasure zone. He took the cues perfectly.
Rekha: “No.”
Amit: “Does your husband have the problem of premature ejaculation? Anyone will ejaculate prematurely being a whore like you.”
Rekha: “It is a mix of things. He never wants to do it the second time. He has his guilt trips after cumming once besides the problem of cumming early. Do you think you can hold enough to make me cum?”
Amit did not respond. He, instead, let his penis move all the way inside. Rekha felt her heart would come out of her mouth. She was in loads of pain.
Rekha: “Don’t you take it out now. It hurts a lot but let me adjust to the pain.”
Amit: “You will have to get used to it. Let your whore cunt get used to it. It will be okay soon.”
Amit started to grind his hips in a slow, circular motion. It made Rekha moan out. She could not understand whether it was a moan of pleasure or a yelp out of pain. She placed her hands on his chest and pulled him up close to her. She tugged on his strong arms as he kept on with his circular motions.
Amit: “Have the feelings of pain been taken over by the feelings of pleasure?”
Rekha: “Don’t talk. Don’t just stop please.”
Amit took his out penis all together. Rekha felt a certain degree of emptiness in her privates but she knew she would be filled up soon. Amit could not decide whether to go slow with her or pound her hard. Her mixed signals were confusing her. He decided to go for rhythm and then decide later as things happened.
Amit: “I need something to lubricate your whore cunt.”
Rekha felt damn shy as she got up to get baby oil from her washroom. She felt gently sore in her privates as she walked. She was back within minutes. She felt quite whorish as she handed him the bottle of oil and lay down next to him. Amit poured enough oil in both his and her palms. The room filled up with the smell of oil and the renewed sex smells. Rekha was floored to oil up his privates. She was totally mesmerized by his penis. She simply did not want to let it go. Amit ensured that he oiled up her vulva, labia and vaginal walls properly. The more he rubbed, the more she was losing control. Amit was much thankful to her for making him cum once else he would have not been able to control himself.
Amit stopped her and looked back into her eyes. She knew what he wanted exactly. Rekha parted her legs to accommodate him. She soon experienced the known feeling of being filled to the hilt. The smoothness with which he went inside added more to her sensual pleasures.
Amit: “Which sensation was better – feeling filled up without lubrication or with lubrication?”
She knew he was teasing her cunt. Her cunt duly obliged and released a fresh round of her own juices. These kinds of pleasures were absolutely alien to her in the past. Her labia slipped on his oiled penis as he started to move rhythmically inside her. She could feel her labia slipping on his strong, hard shaft. It added sensations like never before. Every thrust was like an earthquake of pleasure. She never knew such feelings existed. He could clearly feel her vaginal muscles grinding nice and tight. It became clear to Amit that she was getting over with the painful part. She would experience soreness in the morning but she would experience pleasures for now.
Amit: “It seems your whore cunt is quite ready. Are you ready whore?”
Rekha did not reply. Her face quite clearly conveyed what she wanted besides her fingers. She was erotically feeling his hands with her nails. She dug a nail into his arms as he rhythmically moved in and out of her. The feelings that happened were too much for her to control. She had never chartered these territories before in her life. Amit went in all the way and stopped. He started to once again grind in circular motions. The motion stimulated her clitoris quite indirectly. The feeling of having him all the way inside her and the added tease of her clitoris was making it impossible for her to control her emotions.
Rekha: “Is that all that you know – going in and out, moving in circular motions and teasing a poor little girl?”
Amit: “You called it yourself. Don’t blame me for the pain that might happen now.”
His monstrous cock was already buried deep inside her and she was over the threshold of pain. She could not quite understand how her pain would increase further. He rolled over and Rekha was on top of him. Her being on top made her quite shy. She was not accustomed to being on top. Once could say safely that she was used to being done in missionary position only. He asked her to push her hips up an inch and let her hands on his chest. She had no clues as to what he was doing. She got the idea with a few minutes as he started to rhythmically pound her. His smooth rhythm was making her cry out in pleasure. Amit increased the speed at which he was pounding her. She could feel the raw strength with which he was fucking her. Amit had started to sweat as he continued. Rekha could not quite understand how he was able to hold back for so long. She on the other hand did not know what was happening to her. She felt she was about to orgasm and yet something was not letting it happen. Amit slowed down.
Amit: “It is time for you to fuck me with your cunt whore.”
She knew what was missing as she started to move her hips up and down on his thick shaft. She started slowly and tried to build up a speed greater than Amit but failed as she was not quite used to it.
Amit: “Whore, you don’t have that experience so don’t worry. Go slow. I love it when you slowly move up and down on my shaft. Do look in my eyes as you do so.”
Her nails sunk into his chest instinctively as her primal instincts told her that she was going to explode. Her vaginal muscles gripped his shaft as she tried to seduce him. The effect troubled her more than him.
Rekha: “Fuck me like never before and make me your whore Amit. Please fuck me hard. I am so close. I want to cum.”
The sounds of her body slapping against his and their sex smells filled up the room. Rekha felt shy looking into his eyes as he went on. She had to close them in between as it got too much to bear the pleasures her body was experiencing. A drop of tear started to roll down her cheeks as she found it too much to bear anymore.
Rekha: “Oh fuck. Please, please, please.”
Amit: “Please what?”
He increased his speed a shade more. It was getting impossible for him to move his penis. Her vaginal muscles did not let him move that easily. He was forced to slow down. He instead started to move slow and deep inside her. Rekha collapsed on his body as he did so. A few deep strokes and she was convulsing on his penis. Her body was hit with the first wave of orgasm. Tears rolled down her cheek. She felt totally cleansed from inside. Her body tingled and surprisingly started to crave for more. Amit held her as she lied on top of him. His penis had gone a shade limp.
Rekha: “I cannot tell how it feels. I feel so complete. I was lost in the worlds of my pleasure. Have you also cum?”
Amit: “No. If I had cum, you would have known.”
Rekha (looked questioningly at him): “How?”
Amit: “You will soon understand how. Are you sure you want me to continue? Some ladies get all sensitive inside and want some gap before they ask to start again.”
Rekha (quite innocently): “It is the first time I have experienced an orgasm being fucked like this. I would always have to do the honors myself after my husband would cum. Please fuck me more, now.”
Her whole being tingled as he continued his movements. She wished she could record this session and sees it later in details. The thought triggered her imaginations and it started to reflect on her body. Her cunt was giving his penis the tightest grip and he kept on pushing inside her. He rolled her over and pinned her down under him. The force of his pounding had increased and so was the depth of his penetration. Rekha was totally exhausted and yet she desired more. She put her legs up on his back and locked it around his waist.
Rekha: “Now what will you do?”
Amit stopped, smiled and wondered about the different shades of her character. He decided to go for shallow penetration and increased speed. Rekha groaned, moaned and shrieked as she experienced orgasms, waves of orgasm actually (one after another). She pulled his up close and hugged him for giving her such an experience. She felt so complete, so womanly and so whorish. She felt as if she had experienced everything. She was enveloped in such emotions that she almost kissed his lips. She kissed him as close to his lips as she could. She might have kissed his outer lips probably. She found herself melting in his arms. She regained senses as he started to move once again.
Rekha: “You are such a beast. Wish I was not married.”
Amit knew what she exactly meant. It only fueled the animal inside him. He now worked up a pace like never before. The friction warmed up her crotch. She could feel every single muscle in his body tightening up. His looks too had started to change. For the first time, she saw him closing his eyes. She knew he was close. She felt like doing something naughty. She took a finger and let it slowly love his cheeks. Amit loved it and responded likewise. His pace increased further.
Rekha: “Fuck me like a whore darling. Fuck me like you have not fucked anyone.”
The words triggered an equally monstrous experience for both. Amit roared like an animal as he sprayed his semen deep inside her. Rekha never knew passions of such kinds existed. Anupam (her husband) had never ever done anything close to what she just experienced. Amit could not quite control his body anymore. His hands were not able to support him, he let go of his hands. Rekha came to her senses as she felt being crushed by his weight. She was surprised to feel the amount of semen he had just sprayed inside her.
Amit rolled over as soon as he realized that she was being crushed under his weight. Rekha’s privates and her bed were totally smeared with his love juices. They both looked at each other, holding each other, basking in the afterglow of their deep orgasms. The eye contact was quite magnetic, Rekha once again started to kiss his outer lips.
Rekha: “Now that I you know what kind of services I provide. What do you think my rate should be?”
He looked at her, puzzled by her once again. He contemplated a lot before he replied.
Amit: “Priceless.”
They spent a few moments, which felt like an eternity, caressing each other. Rekha whispered into his ears.
Rekha: “It is time for you to go now. Servants will be back in 15 minutes. You cannot be seen inside my room.”
Amit changed and left before the servants came in.
Rekha became quite irritated because of silence from Amit’s end, besides all the soreness in her lower abdominal region.
She was beaming as soon as she read her emails later at night. The website was up and running. She was glad that it was classier than she had imagined it to be. Amit had put in a lot of effort to design it so. He would be rewarded amply too, but later. She re-read every single word and got lost (yet again) in a torrent of thoughts.
Rekha could not help but close her eyes as her fingers instinctively got busy, again.Rekha’s next week went fulfilling her social commitments. Her days just flew by doing the social work. It was the lonely nights which irritated her much. It was too much of a risk to call Amit home since servants were around during the evenings.
She was about to drift into sleep, one night, when she received a call from Amit. He teased her for some time before he came to the matter at hand. The website had generated a few responses. He intimated her that he had already rejected two people as he found them to be shady characters.
Amit: “Can you spend the night away from your home?”
Rekha was caught off guard. She never anticipated a situation of such kind, so soon.
Rekha: “I would prefer an early morning to late night assignment. I would avoid night outs for now but I am open to the idea.”
It was time for Amit to be shocked. She spoke like a profession whore.
Amit: “I am forwarding you an email. It is an inquiry. We will discuss the details after you have gone through it.”
Rekha: “You are the pimp. Don’t you have to filter it first?”
Amit: “I already have filtered it. He has requested something which you have to okay first.”
Rekha was buzzing like a bee hearing the words. She read the email. The timing suited her perfectly. The request too was nothing out of the way. She wondered why Amit sent her the email.
Rekha: “Amit, it seems you are not as good as you claimed to be. What is there to think upon in the email? The client suits me perfectly.”
Amit: “I knew that the customer suits you perfectly. I just wanted to hear it from your mouth. If you were not serious, you would have had second thoughts.”
Rekha was once again floored by Amit’s concern and care. She quite desperately wished that he was her in person to discuss the details.
Amit: “Do the arrangements suit you and the dates?”
Rekha (with a quivering voice): “Yes.”
Amit: “Is your voice shaking due to nervousness or excitement? Do you really want to go ahead with this plan?”
Rekha could observe that her body was shaking more than her voice.
Rekha: “Yes, I want to go ahead.”
Rekha and Amit talked for a few more minutes discussing the details. Amit quite patiently told her about all the intricacies involved. Once he was confident that he had told her everything possible, he changed the topic to them. The more they discussed each other, the more the sparks flew. In short, they ended up doing a sex talk on phone. Both of them experienced the much needed orgasms.
Rekha replied back to the anonymous client conveying that she was quite okay with meeting him to discuss the possibility of being with him for another 2-3 days. She forwarded a copy of the same to Amit as well.
Amit knew that the client would call in other ladies too. He would finalise after meeting them in person. The only question that came to his mind was – if someone else was finalised, would she be able to handle the rejection?
Amit mellowed down his doubts and conveyed the same to Rekha. Rekha apparently had no issues with it since she was more than confident that she would be able to hook up the client.
The day finally arrived. She got an email about the time and place she was to meet with the client. She was quite surprised to observe that she was neither feeling any anxiety nor was she having any doubts about the whole thing. On the contrary, she felt a buzz of excitement inside her mind and body.
Amit picked her up and together they went to meet the client. Amit was totally stunned to see her in a transparent sarree. The client had desired that she looked like a high profile socialite. Rekha looked every bit of it.
Amit could see that Rekha was in a totally different zone. She looked confident and relaxed. He decided not to pass on his anxieties on to her. It took them good 30 minutes to reach the place. It was on the outskirts of the city. The place was like a resort in itself.
Both Amit and Rekha took a few minutes to admire the maintenance of this place. The place made quite an impression. The greenery of grass and tree was perfectly balanced with a fountain in one corner. The flowers added a vibration which would stop any person to stop and cherish the view. Both of them would have loved to savor some more moments here but they were here for some other work.
Once inside, they were shown into the waiting area. A few more girls were already sitting there. It was a relief that there were no known faces. Rekha knew they were here for the very reason that she was here for. The sheer idea brought a smile on her face. The smile made the other girls tense. Rekha was looking gorgeous already and the smile added more to her beauty. The other girls tried their best to do away with their jealous, anxious looks but could not hide it. Amit, after seeing the competition, was now confident that Rekha was going to nail it.
Rekha realized that she would be the last one to go inside. All the girls went in one by one. She observed that only two girls were asked to sit. The man had taste because the girls who sat back were good.
She could get a sense of the man inside seeing the girls. Her confidence was sky high since she knew that she was better than them (the girls sitting) any given day. She was definitely much better in the looks department. The only question was – why did he require the girls to look like high class socialites? The only problem would be if he asked her to do something that she would not like to do. It made her go once more into contemplation mode. Were her limits really worth considering?
Her trance was broken by Amit. He informed her that she was being called inside.
It was the stepping stone for Rekha (Amit as well). Her heart was beating so fast that she wondered if people around could feel it as well. The heart beat faster due to excitement, not nervousness. She was totally comfortable with the idea now. There was no paradox anymore. She desired to become a whore and here she was.
She had imagined this particular scene, of meeting her first client, a thousand times in her head. Here it was, for real. The client did not disappoint her one bit. The look on the client’s face quite clearly conveyed to her that she would not be a virgin whore any more. The first love is always special. Rekha came to know that the client’s name was Vinod.
The atmosphere was getting more and more charged with every passing moment. The client was quite cool. It was Rekha who was getting charged.
Vinod: “Make yourself comfortable Rekha. You are hired. I need to convey the same to other girls, give me a moment.”
She sent a text to Amit conveying him the same. Vinod was back in a jiffy.
Rekha: “Do you mind if I ask you a few things Mr. Vinod.”
Vinod: “Address me as Vinod. No need to be so formal. We both are professionals here. Let’s clarify each other’s doubts.”
Rekha was conscious of his looks for the first time, especially his eyes. She loved the way his eyes lingered on her curves. He did not hide the fact which made it even hornier for her.
Rekha: “You did not ask me about anything and yet you finalised me. Why?”
Vinod: “I wonder how a sexy girl like you is into this trade. I think you should suit my needs perfectly.”
Rekha: “What are your needs?”
Vinod: “Company of a sexy lady is all I need.”
Rekha could quite clearly get that he was flirting mildly with her. She also knew that there was more to what he had just told.
Rekha: “You require my services from 11 in the morning to 11 in the night. Is it just company you seek or something else as well?”
Vinod loved her frankness.
Vinod (laughing): “I need diversions. I am having a few very important clients coming to stay with me. We will be discussing business all the time. I need you around so they don’t go stale in their minds.”
Rekha tried to understand why her services were required.
Vinod: “Seeing you in appropriate clothes and without them, any man would forget what he was doing. That is what I want you here for. I would require you to come here for the next 3 days.”
Rekha: “Is there any physical action involved? You must have gone through my website. I don’t do everything.”
Vinod: “I required a high class socialite looking girl for a reason. I have many girls who can satisfy their physical needs but I don’t have one who can divert them cleverly.”
Rekha felt nice hearing the praises. Her cheeks acknowledged the same as blood rushed up her cheeks.
Rekha: “In short, you want me to tease them, seduce them. Am I right?”
Vinod: “A seductress should know which moment is for what. There might be a moment when holding hands is required, there might be a time when a look is enough and there might be a time when some skin is to be exposed. One needs to assess that. It won’t be hard as I will be around to guide you. Keep your mobile handy please.”
Rekha felt she was cut out for this job.
Rekha: “Why did you require a whore for this job? A simple girl with a naughty mind could have sufficed.”
Vinod: “Let’s say that girls of such kinds don’t exist. Once they tease, they want to get pleased. I hope you are getting what I mean.”
Rekha: “You mean to say that you want to keep your customers on the edge. It is more like keeping them high and dry.”
Vinod just nodded for an answer.
Vinod: “I observe that you want to know what is it that you are required to do. You never asked about your payment. Why? In this trade, the ladies or their pimps want to always negotiate their payments first.”
Rekha’s leg went weak. She felt quite embarrassed to imagine what Vinod might think of her if he got the hint of her sex smells.
Rekha: “I believe my secretary has already discussed the basics with you. Besides, I am sure you are a gentleman. If I deliver what I am supposed to, I am sure I will get what I deserve.”
Vinod was quite stunned listening to her answer. One thing was clear to him – she was not into this for money. The whole idea excited him much.
Vinod: “My driver will drop you off to your home later. By the way, have you brought the extra dresses that I had requested?”
She went out to fetch her small suitcase trolley. Amit wanted to know much more but he knew he would have to wait until Rekha got free. He wished her luck and made his way back.
Vinod and Rekha settled next to the pool to take the discussion further.
Vinod: “Rekha, please remove your sarree for now. You look so sexy that I am not able to control my surging hormones anymore. Don’t worry, I will get you sarree ironed and ready before the guests arrive.”
Rekha went red, deep shade of red, on being told to remove her sarree. She felt strange to undo her sarree but a part of her was more than excited to go ahead too. The paradox was enveloping her judgment.
The lusty look in Vinod’s eye definitely helped her decide. She undid her sarree carefully and kept it aside. Rekha was clearly sweating. It was up to Vinod to assess whether she was nervous or excited. He could not take the risk of getting her nervous as he was saving her for his customers. He decided to cool it off. He took her inside the room, next to swimming pool, to continue the discussions. They settled onto the sofa, next to each other, and continued. She came to know about the services his company was offering. He came to know more about her curves.
Vinod let his fingers deliberately go into an exploration mode as he told her more about the nature of his work. The idea of being with her first customer was making her go berserk from inside. His gentle touches were nothing less than a pleasurable torture to her. Vinod crossed his fingers as he put his palm on her boobs (through her blouse). He felt them for quite some time. It was getting harder for Rekha to control her primal urges.
A few things became clear to her. Vinod was into real estate promotion business. His job was to develop small townships and sell them later when the prices soared. The profits would be shared between partners in direct proportion to their investment. The crash in world economy and the elevated prices of raw materials had left him reeling for cash. In short, he was desperate for money. He was using her as diversion to get cash from the prospective clients as he was planning to build a major township. All the travelling with her husband, besides coming from a business family herself (from her father’s side), helped her understand the job quite easily.
In the mean time, Vinod had undone the hooks of her blouse. He loosened the cord of her petticoat as well. Rekha absolutely loved it. The more his eyes worshiped her beauty, the more amorous she was feeling from within. He asked her to stand up. Her petticoat fell onto the ground. He asked her to remove her blouse as well. The way Vinod commanded her was exciting Rekha much. It was stripping in front of a stranger and in broad daylight. She knew he would be more than hard by now. Rekha’s bra strap had slid onto her shoulders unknowingly. She walked back towards him and bent down to whisper something into his ears. Vinod got the perfect view of her cleavage besides the desperate look in her eyes. He put a hand onto her cleavage. Rekha could do nothing but moan and close her eyes. Vinod peeled off one cup of her bra. He had the most beautiful lady in front of him. He was not able to control himself anymore. He put his lips on her bare boobs and let his tongue do whatever his mind wanted. One by one he played with the cupped and bare boobs. Rekha slid into her imaginary world. Vinod quite strongly pushed her down on floor, between his legs. She knew what was coming next. Vinod undid his zipper and let his penis loose. He was about to experience the ultimate titillation of his life. He had yet to meet a whore who would enjoy giving a blowjob like Rekha did. Rekha used every single part of her body to stimulate his cock. He put one of his legs on the table. Rekha instinctively knew what he wanted.
Vinod: “Don’t use your hands now.”
Rekha settled under his legs and started to tease his balls. His balls were quite huge. She loved the musky smell and taste of his balls. She licked, sucked his balls and inner thighs for a bit. She slowly shifted her position and went onto lick his throbbing dick.
Vinod: “If there is anything you don’t like, tell me now. I am so very excited that I want to ejaculate now.”
Rekha: “You must have read the things I don’t like on my website. I am quite okay with the rest of things. Is there anything specific you want me to do?”
Vinod moaned hearing her sultry words. His precum was smeared all over her cheeks, lips and tongue. Her face glistened as she spoke.
Vinod: “I will do many things with you. Right now, I want you to make me cum.”
Rekha: “Can I use my hands now?”
The tone of her voice was damn teasing. She did not wait for his permission. She lovingly enveloped his dick in her palms and started to gently push the foreskin up and down. He was oozing precum with every single stroke. She used her other hand’s fingers to smear it back on the head of his cock. The sensations were like never before. She continued it for a minute, and then cupped his ball in her palm. The warmth of her hands on his balls had an effect that Vinod did not know existed. She brought her face close to his penis. She stopped for a few seconds to smell his sex smells. She loved the pungent smell much. She took his knob into her mouth first and started to suck it like a lollipop. The sucking made him ooze a lot of precum into her mouth. She loved the taste of his precum. Vinod did not what was happening to him. His legs were shaking beyond his control. Rekha knew it well that he was going to shoot his load into her mouth.
Rekha: “Do you want me to swallow or you want to cum somewhere specific on my body?”
Vinod took his dick from her mouth and placed it between her boobs. He started to frantically push his dick between her breasts. Rekha pushed her boobs, against his penis, to give his penis the much needed friction. She lowered her head and let her tongue out so she could lick his knob when it came close to her mouth. Vinod started to moan as he felt the softness of her boobs gripping his penis. The idea made him go violent with lust. Vinod gave out a loud groan and shot his load all over her cleavage. Rekha relaxed her grip as he convulsed. He shot 8-10 strong streams of hot wad. The amount of cum was so much that it started to drip down to her boobs. She started to fondle his penis. She took his penis into her mouth and cleaned it up. The sensations were beyond his imaginations. Vinod then put his hands on to her boobs and started to massage her boobs with his cum. The sight was something he had always fantasized but had never become a reality for him.
Vinod asked her to come up and lie down on the glass table. The touch of cold glass against her warm skin made her quiver. Vinod asked her to masturbate. He sat down on the sofa to watch. Rekha was already feeling quite frisky and the idea of being watched like this added more fire to her imaginations. She knew Vinod must be much desperate by now to see her cunt. Her mind was always in a tease mode. She started to play with herself without removing her panties. She exposed a bit of her labia, nothing more. Vinod’s eyes poked out in anticipation of seeing her cunt but it was not to be.
Rekha made an internal note to bring extra sets of undergarments as well from the next day.
The prospective customers arrived around lunch time. It was a surprise for Rekha to see a lady being one of the four customers. She was dressed quite sharply but nowhere near Rekha. Rekha felt as if her body was blushing, feeling all the stares on her curves. The male customers did cozy up with Rekha to get an idea who she represented. Within minutes it was clear to her that they were not just interested in knowing her professional details. She chuckled as a though came to her mind – “wish they knew my real profession.” It only made her hornier.
After a bit of relaxing, they all grouped for the evening tea and a basic discussion on the project. The very basics of area, rates and prospects were discussed. The basic details were then broken further into minute details. It was dark soon. The best part was that no one realized that it was dark already. Vinod was a proficient talker and he ensured that the interest in project was maintained.
Rekha realized for the first time that she had done a wrong thing by agreeing to Vinod getting her dropped home. If he did so, he would come to know about her home and she could not afford such a risk. She sent him a text message and asked if he could pick her up. Unfortunately, he was busy with his own clients and was stuck at the moment. He sent her back a text conveying that he could make it after an hour. Since she had an hour to kill, she decided to make the most of it. With a wicked smile on her face, she made her way towards the dinner table.
One of the guys was puffing on his cigar. Rekha could not help but pass a comment – “It has been a while since I had a cigar in my mouth.” It left the whole group hurting. The look on Rekha’s face clearly conveyed what she meant by the word cigar. Her eyes actually trailed every single crotch as she spoke the words. Before anyone could react, she added “My husband is on a trip. I miss his cigar much. Which brand do you smoke?”
The faces were red and dry. Neither was able to react and say a word. Vinod was grateful to Rekha for coming in to save him. One of the customers was questioning him regarding the risen prices of raw material. He knew that the discussion would be lost, for now at least.
Amit came to pick Rekha up. She rushed out with her suitcase. She was quite bubbling to share the events that happened during the day. Unfortunately for her, he was busy with his calls through the trip.
She had her dinner and went back to her room. She wanted to take a shower before she finally called it a day. The outing with her first client had made her super horny, mixed with the effect of warm water on her smooth body – her fingers became frantically busy.
The next day was reserved for site visit. After much contemplation, she decided to wear hip hugging denim with a matching top. She wore thongs which promptly would show when she wanted them to. She drove the car to the client’s place today.
She knew she was late but she had to do it deliberately. Vinod had asked her to come late. He was projecting her as a VIP client who also had loads of tantrums. The idea was to hurt their egos so they could invest more than her. At the end, it would inevitably all come down to money.
About 90 minutes later, they reached the site. The weather was perfect. The dark clouds, cold breeze and the greenery around gave a very romantic look. Everybody loved the fresh juices and cookies that were served as soon as they reached the site. Guys were having much more fun, the reason obviously being Rekha. She sipped at her glass rather suggestively. A few brief glances were also exchanged in between the suggestive sips. She was blushing as they checked her curves out. She was every guys dream at the moment. Despite dressing quite loosely, the other lady in the group was not getting any male attention today as well. Vinod tried his best to give her some company.
Rekha: “Mr. Vinod, the place looks nice. Can you please enlighten us with the basic layout you have in mind?”
Vinod was simply enchanted with Rekha’s way. She could change the topic whenever she wanted.
The discussion went on for quite some time. The other lady in the group was sincerely shocked to see that Rekha had a better understanding of the topic than anyone else. She had scratched their ego’s just enough. The only thing required was to balm their ego’s at a proper moment. At the moment, he wanted to scratch their egos a bit more.
Rekha: “Fellow investors please don’t mind what I am just going to say. Vinod, is it necessary that you call in so many investors on this project?”
Vinod went nervous hearing her words.
Vinod: “Ma’am, it is the first time that I will have the pleasure of doing business with you. I have done business with every single person present here in the past. I think they have the first call when it comes to investing in this project. I am businessman though and I have an open mind to anything you have to say.”
His words relaxed the rest of the lot. Their participation physically increased as they discussed the minute details and layouts.
Rekha: “Mr. Vinod, do you mind taking me for a physical ride now? I love physical rides in natural surroundings like here, especially with such a sexy weather.”
Everybody was gulping hard. Rekha obviously meant to take her on a physical tour of the land. It was her eyes which left people thinking otherwise. The rest of the group became unsecured once again. They could not let Rekha go alone with Vinod. Rekha was extra chirpy throughout the trip. Vinod was more than glad that she was so, after all she was delivering the clients to him in the exact frame of mind that he wanted them to be.
Rekha: “The vibrations of your land make me vibrate with joy beyond words. I would like to visit your land along with my energy consultants, if that is okay with you?”
She was openly flirting with Vinod and did not hide this fact from others too.
It was a tiring day which soon came to an end. Rekha decided not to wait and drove herself back to her home. Retiring into her bed, she could not help but appreciate herself on the accomplishments of the day. She drifted into sleep plotting the strategies for the coming day.
Vinod called Rekha early so he could discuss their final actions. Rekha knew he would do more than just discuss the plan. The idea made her wet like never before. After all it would be the first fuck as a whore. She wondered what if Vinod did not initiate to go into anything physical – should she tease him or should she take it further. Lost in these thoughts, she drove to his place. She was dressed in a very elegant yet simple salwar-kurta. The dress covered her more than nicely but hugged her perfectly to accentuate her curves.
Vinod was waiting in the very same room by the pool where they had their little bit of fun. The memories of the little encounter made her mind and body betray her. She could not convey the same to Vinod but made it a point to coax him to take it up from where they had left.
Vinod sat in his casual. The discussion started but their minds were totally diverted. They both knew what was required to let their minds settle down first. Vinod took the lead. He took her hands into his and guided her onto the table. He wanted to do a thousand things to her but at the moment all he wanted was to see her in her birthday suit. He told her so as well. Rekha visually blushed at being instructed to do so. She was getting to know herself so much more. For instance, it was a discovery for her that she loved being instructed.
She was quite prepared for it. She stripped down to her lingerie and looked at Vinod. Vinod’s eyes were almost making love to her curves. He was already stroking his dick beneath the pants. He did not say anything but wait for her to strip more. She had such a look that anyone could not resist her. Her actions did not help her much.
She turned her back towards him, unhooked her bra and let it slide. She heard the sound of his zipper being undone. She giggled imagining what he was feeling as she started to slide her panties down. He could not bear the sight of her bare body standing in front of him. Vinod came in close to her and started to feel her right away. He smoothly maneuvered her to turn around. Rekha knew he wanted to see her cunt quite desperately. She covered her cunt with her hands to make it harder for him. Vinod was in mood for a game of tease. He forcibly took her hands away from her cunt and gently let his finger slide in between her labia. Her overflowing juices helped him move his finger. He guided her to lie down on the table. Rekha was like a doll in his hands. She lay on the table, letting her legs go wide so he could have a proper view of her burning cunt. It was Vinod who got the idea to tease the hell out of her. He undid his pant and underwear in one smooth motion. His penis stood jerking with excitement in front of her eyes.
She was badly anticipating her first fuck as a whore. She was to be deprived of that, for now at least. He put his knob on her labia and smothered her privates with his precum. Every stroke was making Rekha moan. She widened her legs to invite him all the way in, Vinod instead let slid his finger in. Rekha did not know what to do or say. Whatever he did was making her feel sluttier. His fingers started to move in a rhythm, slowly gathering pace. The faster he went, the more she felt she was going out of breath. Her whole body started to tighten up. She knew it quite clearly that it was just a matter of few strokes. Her eyes closed in anticipation. She felt pretty irritated as he stopped the movement of his fingers all together. She opened her eyes to see what was happening. He slid his fingers out of her cunt and at the same time forced his throbbing penis inside her warm, overflowing cunt. She was totally overwhelmed by the suddenness of his actions. She put his legs around his back and locked him up. Vinod’s movements had a raw feel to it – very passionate and animal like. The force with which he was going in and out was bringing out the real slut inside her. Her labia clung to his penis like her hands clung to his hands – begging for harder pounding. Her eyes had that expression which he had never seen before. His body responded and so did hers. Vinod increased his pounding. Rekha felt a strange sense of burning in her whole body. The sudden thought of her being a whore and he being her client made her tighten her legs around his waist. Vinod could not control the added pleasure of her naughtiness and convulsed quite hard inside her. It was the first time she had experienced such a raw fuck. Vinod did not stop after cumming. He kept moving slowly inside her. Rekha closed her eyes and begged him to keep on moving. The soft movements after the raw fuck were taking her to newer heights of pleasure. She came within minutes of his ejaculation. The next moment was that of awkwardness as their eyes meet. The need to kiss and get more intimate overwhelmed both but her personal limits stopped them from doing it.
They both suddenly started to laugh as they remembered that had come here to discuss the strategy for the meeting. They both dressed up and started with their discussion on the strategy. Their minds were totally diverted but the need of the moment was something else. They both moved to the central hall were the meeting would take place.
The other prospective investors came on time. A round of gossip happened over breakfast. Everyone could feel a certain sense of tension to see Rekha hanging loosely around Vinod. The moment of truth finally dawned upon Vinod. The meeting started. It was the final session and he was quite desperate for the money to flow in.
Rekha: “Mr. Vinod, I was really impressed with your skills this morning.”
A smile came up on Vinod’s face remembering the eventful morning. He could see she was subtly pricking the egos of the rest of them present.
Vinod: “I could not help but discuss the details with you. You were so persuasive. It is our first time together. I hope we will have many such discussions in the coming future.”
Rekha: “You have my number. I am available any time you want to pay me up.”
Vinod’s face went white listening to her word. She was going to spoil the whole thing.
Rekha: “I obviously meant doubling up my investment when I use the word payment.”
He relaxed hearing the words. The effect was otherwise on the rest of the people present. Their looks conveyed jealousy, insecurities and lust as well.
Rekha: “Mr. Vinod, I will have to take your leave now.”
She handed him an envelope saying so.
Rekha: “I understand your loyalty towards your old partners. I quite sincerely hope that one or all of them don’t invest in your product. That would make a way in for me. My company’s cheque is in there. I will keep my fingers crossed that you will not return a blank cheque.”
She smiled at the rest of them, exchanged basic pleasantries and made her way out. Vinod could not quite make out the need for such a rushed exit. Looking at the rest of them, he saw that the effect was exactly what he wished for. He smiled internally. After 2-3 hours of hectic discussions, he got more investment than he had planned originally. Vinod wished Rekha was here to celebrate the victory. He sent a text message to Rekha conveying the same.
Rekha was feeling damn horny. She was not a virgin whore anymore. The client had achieved what he had planned to achieve through her. She felt too lonely. She too needed to celebrate her achievements. She replied back to Vinod’s text.
“I am professionally employed by you for the day. Do you want to meet up? If you do, come to room by the swimming pool.”
Vinod was quite shocked, pleasantly, to read her sms. He rushed to the room. No need to mention they engaged in a serious session of love making with loads of tease.
Rekha drove back to her home, lost in a torrent of thoughts. She had an early dinner and decided to soak herself up in the Jacuzzi. Midways she got a text from Amit.
“I hope everything went fine with your first client. I am dying to meet up with you. Do check your email. We have another kinky query from a customer. Please reply / talk when you can.”
by strtlr69