Anushka shook her head groggily as

she woke up the next morning. Her

head felt strange. She remembered
bits and pieces from the night
before, how lonely she'd been. Then
her memory slowly cleared. Robert
had been here, and she did not
remember him leaving, and they had
been drinking. Panic gripped her as
she looked about, mercifully finding
her bed empty. She stood up quickly
and regretted it as her head spun,
the aftereffects of too much wine still
disorienting her. Her mouth was dry
and tasted a little funny, probably
the wine...

She slowly made her way to the

bathroom and started brushing.
Robert had been a gentleman last
night, she knew she definitely had
not made it back to the bedroom so
he must have carried her. She
shivered at the thought of the big
hulking man carrying her to bed and
smiled almost involuntarily.

Once she was freshened up, Anushka

made a quick inspection of the
house, making sure everything was
in order and that nothing untoward
had happened. Robert had obviously
cleaned up last night, there was not
even a sign of the wine bottle. She
thanked him mentally for his
thoughtfulness. A blinking light on
the answering machine caught her
attention, and she went over to
check the message. The number
flashing on the screen was her
husbands, and looking down at it,
she felt a wave of guilt crash down
upon her.

What had she been thinking? She'd

invited another man into her house
when her husband was away, gotten
drunk with him and then woken up in
bed. She and Robert knew that
nothing had happened, but this was
not the kind of behavior expected
from a dutiful wife. She could not
believe her thoughtlessness and
cursed herself, making a mental note
never to let something like this
happen again.

The phone rang.

Anushka rushed over and hastily

picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Anushka, it's Robert, just

thought I'd check on you. Is
everything ok?"

"Y...Yes Robert, I'm fine, thanks. I'm

very very sorry about last night, I
don't know what got into me.."
He cut her off "Oh relax, it was just
some nice time spent between
friends, don't get all guilty about it
now, I'm sure Suri will understand"

Panic gripped her again at the

thought of her conservative husband
finding out.

"No! No, listen Robert, please don't

tell my husband about what
happened. He will not understand
and I don't want to hurt him
needlessly. Please, let this stay
between us"

Robert Stevens smiled, they already

had a little secret.

"Sure sure. Whatever floats your

boat. I won't tell"

"Thanks, and Robert...I'm sorry about

what happened, it was wrong and it
shouldn't happen again"

"Um...is everything ok? Did I do

something wrong?"

"No, please. Let's not talk anymore

about it. Bye Robert"

The line clicked. Robert felt a little

confusion, but he knew she was
exactly where he wanted her.
Confused and uncertain. He smiled
as he played a video on his phone
and watched a beautiful woman
drink a glass of wine.

Surinder returned that day. And

Anushka was glad to have someone
for company. However the first news
he delivered was not something she
had been looking forward to.

"Anushka ji, the company was

impressed with my presentation at
the meeting. I'm getting a
promotion! There's a significant raise
involved, but also some frequent
shuttling around Uk and even other
parts of Europe" The jubilant
expression on his face gave her no
choice but to smile and congratulate
him, while she felt her loneliness
build.

They had dinner in downtown

London that day, with Surinder trying
his best to entertain her throughout
the course of their meal with details
about work. She smiled and nodded
along politely, appearing to be
interested.

When they finally got home that

night he turned to her after closing
the front door and locking it for the
night.

"Anushka ji"
She turned from where she was
putting away the few purchases she
had made into a cupboard "Yes ji?"

In a very uncharacteristic gesture, he

came closer and put a hand on her
shoulder, then leaned in to kiss her
on the cheek. The rare gesture of
intimacy touched her, and she felt
her suppressed arousal stirring. Her
desires slowly awoke as Surinder
moved his lips to hers, holding her
body closer and caressing her as
they moved to the bedroom.

Inside, he separated from her only

long enough to undress efficiently, a
gesture she imitated, knowing the
routine from their two sessions in
four months of married life, before
he pressed down on her naked body.
A rough kiss was all she got before
he entered her.
Anushka enjoyed the sensation as
much as she could. His penis was not
large, she assumed from
comparisons she had overheard her
friends make, but it was enough to
fill her tight hole. She moaned a little
as he thrust down into her warm
folds, grabbing a fistful of her hair
and stroking it, kissing her lips, her
neck, her breasts. As they got in
tune with each other she started
enjoying it too, her pussy felt warm
and full as her husband thrust in and
out with rapidly increasing urgency.

"Mmmmm, yes...." She moaned as

she felt her insides tingling. Her
young, warm vagina accepting the
older man's cock eagerly, pleasuring
it. She was just readying herself for
orgasm when Surinder came,
stopping her own orgasm in its
tracks. He sprayed his cum into her
tight pussy, as her vaginal muscles
coaxed every last drop out. Without
another word, Surinder withdrew his
softening penis from her and gave
her a kiss on the forehead.
"Goodnight ji" was all he said before
he turned over and put his pants on,
drifting off to sleep soon after.

Anushka let out a soft whimper, her

fingers reaching down to her wet
liquid warmth and pleasuring it..
trying not to wake her husband. Her
efforts were in vain, the hot sticky
cum on her seemed to revile her as
she thought about how she had been
used by her husband just for his own
pleasure. The fate of the Indian wife.
She sighed and went to take a
shower, trying to shake the
forgettable experience.

Two days later, Surinder left for his

next business trip, two weeks touring
the country and visiting multiple
companies. It was about half an hour
after he left that Anushka got a
surprise.

The doorbell rang and she found a

smart young man wearing a FedEx
cap standing outside when she
answered it.

"Delivery for a Mrs. Sahni" he said in

a chipper voice.

"Yes, I'll take that" she said with

some surprise as she took a medium
sized box from him and thanked him.

"Have a good day Ma'am" said the

young man as he bolted down the
stairs to his next destination.

Anushka felt anxious as she took the

package to and set it down on the
table. "To Mrs. Anushka Sahni" was
printed on a pink paper in front. She
was not used to receiving anything
since she moved to London and her
fingers trembled as she slowly
opened the box.

Inside was a single white rose with a

note attached to it and a box of
Hersheys Finest. She could not help
but smile as she picked up the note
and read it, somehow knowing who it
was.

"Dear Anushka,

I am terribly sorry if I offended you in

some way the other night. I know
you asked me not to mention it but I
cannot help but feel responsible.
Please accept my apology and let me
know if I am forgiven when you
receive this.

Robert"
She could not help the wide smile on
her face as she read the letter again.
He thought it was his fault and
apologized, and he had remembered
he favourite brand of chocolate. She
felt a warm sensation in her chest as
she opened the box of chocolates
and popped one in her mouth.

It rained that evening, and it rained

hard. Anushka sat at the window
again, flinching slightly as lightning
speared across the sky, and wrapped
her blanket closer around her. She
glanced at the phone lying on the
coffee table and reached for it for
the sixth time in two minutes. The
longing to call Robert was eating at
her, as the rain fell harder and
harder. She wanted so badly to tell
him that she 'forgave' him. But her
earlier guilt stopped her from acting
on her instinct. She should keep her
distance, not get too close to
another man, especially a man with
perfect pecs and biceps the size of
cricket balls. She shook her head
again, trying to stop its flight of
fancy in its tracks, when another bolt
of lightning was followed by a crack
of thunder. Goosebumps erupted on
her fair skin and she reached for the
phone.

Robert Stevens hummed along to the

music playing from his stereo as his
Jaguar cruised through London's
streets in the pouring rain. He
recalled the phone call he had
received earlier. Anushka had
sounded scared, obviously she was
not a storm lover like him. He had
pretended to be depressed that he
had offended her but she had waved
him off and told him that she needed
some company and invited him over
for some coffee if he wasn't busy. He
hoped his hurried response had not
given away his eagerness too much.

His white shirt was drenched and he

was dripping water onto the floor by
the time she opened the door to her
apartment. Her hair was wet too,
though the reason for that was
obviously a shower, judging by the
rosy colour on her cheeks and the
sweet scent she gave off. Robert
could feel his penis reacting to the
lustful fantasies his mind conjured up
at the sight of her pure beauty.

"Robert! God you're drenched, come

in!" she said, moving back and
allowing him to enter.

He smiled at her as he bowed

through the doorway and entered
the apartment.

"Robert, you must be freezing, you'd

better get changed. The bathroom is
that way and maybe you can use my
husband's clothes for the time
being" she said with some concern in
her eyes. "Move before you get
sick!"

He did not complain about her

sudden concern and went towards
the bedroom she shared with her
husband, reliving the wonderful time
he'd had the last time he was there.
Entering the bathroom, he quickly
stripped out of his wet clothing and
hung them on the door hooks before
padding back into the bedroom
naked. The door was ajar, and he
could hear Anushka moving outside,
the sound of a kettle being placed on
the stove. He opened the cupboard,
looking through her husband's
clothes, and quickly decided that
none of them would fit, not without
tearing anyway. He was about to
close the door when he noticed
Anushka's clothing laid out on the
other side of the cupboard.

His gaze was immediately drawn to

her underwear section, and he was
pleased to see she had some lacy
underthings apart from plain ones.
The woman did not mind looking
sexy after all, he thought
approvingly. He felt a sudden hatred
toward Surinder, the man did not
even come close to deserving a fine
woman like Anushka.

"Robert?" Her voice called from the

kitchen, where the clinking of cups
could now be heard.

"Yes, I'll be out in a second" he said

hastily as he hurried back in the
bathroom and found a comfortable
looking white bath robe. Slipping it
on and wrapping it tightly around
him, he went back to join her in the
living room.

Anushka was waiting in the living

room, and two steaming cups of tea
were on the small table. She looked
up and smiled at him as he entered,
and he had a fleeting suspicion that
maybe her eyes had wandered down
his body, which was barely
managing to fit into the robe as well.
She was wearing a long sleeveless
blouse again, red this time, with
baggy green leggings that folded
elegantly around her slim legs. Her
long hair was untied and still damp,
and the aroma she gave off was
intoxicating. She handed him a cup
of tea and gave him a warm smile.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience

Robert. But I've never been alone
like this and the storm..."
He raised a hand with a smile "Don't
get all worked up over it Anushka.
I'm always glad to be in your
company. It makes my day"

Anushka smiled at the large black

man as he sipped his tea. The gown
he wore barely stretched over his
knees and accentuated his heavily
muscled frame. He was smiling
slightly as he looked out the window
and then back at her. There was an
air of mischief about him that she
wished he'd show more often.

Another crack of thunder shook her

out of her appraisal of the fine
physical specimen in front of her and
she gave an involuntary gasp,
wrapping her arms around herself
and pulling her legs up to her chest.
She closed her eyes, waiting for the
last rumbles of thunder to fade and
the sound of pouring rain to resume.
She heard a soft clink of a cup being
put down and then felt a warm hand
on her bare forearm.

"Anushka..."

She opened her eyes, Robert had

joined her on the tiny couch, filling
up the remaining space. She felt
small and insignificant next to him.
He wrapped an arm around her
gently and pulled her to his side. He
was warm.

"I don't like storms"

"I can see that"

She smiled as he slowly rubbed his

large hand up and down her slender
arm. It felt good and she snuggled in
a little more. He shifted to
accommodate her and soon her head
was on his broad chest. The part of
her brain that wanted to be a good
wife questioned her behavior, but
the woman within her needed
warmth and safety, something she
was receiving. She felt safe and
secure in Robert's arms, snuggled
into his muscular chest. She brought
an arm up his chest and slowly
rubbed it, in tune with him stroking
her arm. He brought his head down
and rested his chin on top of her
head, almost cocooning her with his
larger frame. Anushka continued her
gentle rubbing on Robert's chest, as
they both listened to the sound of
the rain lashing against the window,
unable to touch their little private
space.

Robert was fighting the sea of

emotions within him. This was
spiraling out of control. Yes, he
wanted to fuck the incredible woman
in his arms, wanted to thrust into
every hole of hers and make her
completely his, but he knew she
could never be an idle conquest. Not
another random girl to bang. He
wanted this one, forever, his prize
catch. He wanted to wake up with his
black cock embedded in this woman
for the rest of his life. He wanted to
make her his in every possible way.
He needed her.

Robert took a deep breath, and

slowly pressed a kiss to her damp,
sweet smelling hair.

He felt her stiffen, the small hand on

his chest stopped moving, and it felt
like time froze. The rain fell, but
nothing moved inside the apartment.
She was still in his arms and his lips
were still pressed to her hair.

Finally, she raised her head to look at

him and he pulled back slightly, his
heart pounding. There was confusion
in her eyes, but not revulsion, she
seemed a little stressed but she
wasn't pushing him away either.
Robert decided to take a chance, and
gently pulled her back into his
embrace. She put a hand to his
chest, stopping him and he looked
back at her.

"Robert, what...we shouldn't be

doing this..." the uncertainty in her
voice was more alluring than her
warmth and softness.

"Shhh baby... it's ok" he said as he

raised a finger and pressed in to her
lips. Her eyes closed and he reveled
in the sensation of how soft and sexy
her lips were.

"No... Robert... I'm sorry"

He brought his face down and

pressed his lips to her cheek, and
she let out a slight moan.
Encouraged, he went lower and
kissed her neck, feeling her delicate
pulse under his lips again. He
peppered her smooth skin with small
kisses, as she slowly, painstakingly
tilted her head to give him more
access.

He couldn't take it anymore, he

reached around her and placed his
arms on her hips, lifting her over his
legs and on to his lap. She looked
shocked at his display of brute
strength, but he did not care. He
brought his face close to hers, until
their lips were almost touching, and
then stopped, closing his eyes,
waiting.

It was eternity. He wished he hadn't

closed his eyes, it was almost like
being vulnerable. The rain drummed
incessantly and every second
stretched to an impossible length.

Then, for the briefest, most fleeting

instant, he felt her sexy, hot lips on
his.

Robert opened his eyes to see her

face blushing a beautiful shade of
crimson. Her breathing was heavy,
her chest heaving enough to show
him some of the treasures hidden
under her dress. Her eyes were still
uncertain, and she seemed to him
like a deer caught in the headlights,
frightened and about to bolt. He put
a hand on her cheek then, trying to
bring her back.

"Robert.. this is wrong... " God she

sounded so sexy, he was sure by
now she could feel his erection
pressing against her thigh.
He shook his head "Anushka, you are
probably the most beautiful woman I
have ever met. And I am very, very
attracted to you" his sincere tone
made her blush even deeper and he
pulled her back to him, this time his
lips finding hers.

He was kissing her, his large lips

mashing over her soft ones. His
tongue flicked out touching them
and tasting Anushka for the first
time. And she was kissing him back,
her hands on the back of his head,
pulling him close, her lips hungrily
keeping up with his.

They continued like this for some

time, his hands running up and down
her back, longing to feel her skin, as
his lips never left hers. She let out a
soft moan as he sucked on her lower
lip, feeling the softness between his
larger ones, as he slowly reached out
with the tip of his tongue. His heart
skipped a beat when he felt her own
tongue reach out to meet his, her
mouth opening, giving him access.
He gladly accepted, his tongue
snaking into her warm mouth and
exploring it, stroking hers. Her hands
slowly slid through the folds of his
robe and rested on his naked chest,
the robe falling open a little to reveal
his sculpted torso. Robert pulled her
closer, their bodies mashed
together, as they explored each
other's mouths, reveling in the
forbidden moment. Her hands found
his nipples, and it was his turn to
moan. The room seemed to crackle
with their passion, as Robert's raging
erection started to slowly slip out of
the now loose robe. It touched her
loose leggings and she seemed to
sense it, actually sense it for the first
time. Her face drew away suddenly.
She looked at him, panting, looking
like a lustful goddess with tousled
hair and swollen lips.

"I can't do this Robert... I'm...I'm

married!" she said, as if the words
hurt her.

Robert pulled her closer "It's ok, you

know it's right..."

"No... it isn't.. Oh God, what's

happening to me?!" she shrieked as
she got off his lap and ran out of the
room.

"Fuck...." exclaimed Robert as he

slowly got up, his huge hard cock
throbbing uncomfortably between
his legs and went after her.

He found her on the small balcony,

the intensity of the rain had
decreased, but it was still pouring,
and she was starting to get wet. He
came and stood behind her, and
even in such a tense situation, he
could not help admire her slender
figure, as she stood with her arms
wrapped around herself, shielding
herself from the cold, or her inner
guilt.

"Anushka..."

"Please Robert.. this was a mistake..

maybe you should..."

Lightning speared across the sky,

and she flinched as the thunder
followed.

He took a small step forward and

slowly wrapped his arms around
Anushka, resting them on her belly.

"Don't worry, you're safe with me"

She gave out a small sob, and he

rocked her lightly, pulling her closer.

"There's nothing wrong in this baby.

We're both adults here. We can do
whatever we want"

"I'm married Robert... I shouldn't

have.. I love him"

Robert felt a flash of anger spark

within him, she belonged to him, not
some nerd.

"Yet it was my tongue in your mouth

a few moments ago" he said in a
carefully level tone "I was the one
making you moan with pleasure
Anushka.. does your husband make
you feel that way?"

She seemed to have no answer to

his harsh statement, and he saw a
tear roll down her usually pristine
face as she seemed to slump back
into his arms.

Robert held her tighter and kissed

her neck lightly "You deserve better
Anushka, you deserve to be treated
like an equal, to be able to show
your passion...you can have so much
with me, we could have so much
together"

She turned in his arms, but he did

not let go of her. Anushka looked into
his eyes for a long moment, the
confusion and indecision in her eyes
in contrast with the longing in his.

Then she reached up on her tiptoes

and embraced his lips in another
passionate kiss.

Robert's insides nearly exploded with

satisfaction as he moved back,
pulling her with him back into the
house. He pushed her into a wall and
pressed himself into her body, their
lips glued together, the intensity
climbing. Her hands were on his
chest again, but it was not enough
anymore. He took one of her small
hands and guided it down to his
crotch, resting it on his robe, directly
on his throbbing cock.

Anushka knew what was happening,

she knew they were crossing lines
that should never be crossed,
Surinder's face flashed before her
eyes, followed by the rest of her
family, but none of it mattered
anymore. Robert treated her better,
made her feel needed, made her
happy, and made her feel good, she
thought as his tongue slowly made
love to hers. Everything seemed
right.

Except perhaps the sheer size of the

organ pulsing through his robe.

Robert was still as they slowly broke

apart from the kiss. Anushka's hand
was still on his penis, the thin robe
the only thing stopping direct
contact. This was the moment, no
turning back now.

She moved her hand away from his

penis.

Disappointment crashed through

Robert and he fought to control his
hormones. He couldn't handle this
much longer, he was an inch from
losing control and raping her.

Anushka's hands slowly moved to his

hips, and undid the strap holding the
robe in place. With an unreadable
expression on her face, she slid the
robe off his shoulders, exposing him
completely.
She felt her gut tighten and knew
her expression must have changed.
Robert's penis was huge, it throbbed
out from him like a pole. She paused
with her hand outstretched; knowing
if she touched it now there would be
no going back, yet wondering how
she would ever manage to pleasure
something of its size and girth.

Robert looked at her with a

undisguised longing, reaching out
and stroking her cheek.

"I want you Anushka.... I have

dreamed of this for days. And I know
you want me too... don't lie to
yourself anymore"

He knew she was at the brink now,

and decided the time had come to
seize the moment. Ever so slowly, he
slid has large hand down her smooth
skin, tracing her shapely neck and
finally bringing it to the blessed
valley of her chest. The dress was
thin and the residual rain that had
fallen on her in the balcony didn't
leave much to the imagination.
Without breathing he slowly moved
his hand onto her right breast.

He looked up into her eyes. Anushka

seemed to have stopped breathing,
and they seemed frozen in place
again as the rain continued its
incessant patter on the windows.

"Robert..."

He slowly moved a finger, tracing

the area where her nipple should be.
Making slow circles with his thumb
and reveling in the slight texture of
her bra beneath the clothing.

"Baby, we both know what's

happening. You should be mine... I
want you so bad. I've wanted you for
so long"

He watched her reaction carefully.

Emotions flitted across her face too
fast for him to decipher. Then she
gave the smallest of sighs.

In a tone so low he almost missed it,

she said. "I know... I can't lie
anymore"

Robert felt her hand enclose over the

one he had on her breast, she gently
removed it and slid it lower, to her
hip where the hem of her dress was
at level with her waistline. In a slow
sensuous movement, she slid his
heavy hand under the top and onto
her creamy skin, placing it on the
skin of her belly. His thumb was on
her belly button, and the stimulation
was so erotic his penis throbbed
harder.

He slowly inched closer, and she

glided his hand upwards... until his
fingers brushed her bra. Then in the
most torturously slow seconds of his
life, Robert Stevens felt his hand
slide under the thin elastic at the
bottom and find itself on the naked
flesh of Anushka Sahni's bountiful
breast.

He couldn't take it anymore, and

apparently neither could she. In a
flash their lips were on each other
again, and the passion crackled
unbridled. His hand was stuck at her
breast by the tight bra, but he
managed to move his fingers onto
her nipple, which to his satisfaction,
was gloriously erect. Their tongues
plundered each other and he plucked
up his nerve, sliding the hand
holding her to him down her back
and onto her butt, rubbing her soft
cheeks. She moaned into his mouth,
and he could feel her repressed
sexual desires showing, she was
rubbing ever so slightly against him,
his cock being pleasured as it was
pressed against her warm body.

"Oh baby..." he moaned as he slid his

hand into the hem of her silky
leggings and into her panty, tracing
her buttcrack with a finger. Anushka
seemed too busy to protest, and
Robert could feel his plans nearing
fruition.

After enjoying her pleasures for a

few more moments, he slowly pulled
back. She was an image of
perfection, her hair was ruffled, her
face flushed and lips swollen. A rosy
red blush stained her fair cheeks as
he cupped her face in his massive
hands.
"Anushka my dear... I have never felt
this way before. I want you for
myself.. I want your body so bad"

She looked torn again, but he knew

he had the upper hand. He placed
his hand on her shoulder, gently
forcing her down as his other hand
guided hers to his penis, letting them
brush it.

Anushka felt her knees touch the

floor. She could see the huge, almost
otherworldly cock swinging in front
of her. It was already more than
twice the size of her husband's, thick
and black, with popping veins.
Robert was uncircumcised, and his
heavy foreskin covered almost his
entire shaft. His balls hung a bit
below his body and made for an
overwhelming sight.
Normally, she would have been
revolted, but she felt her hands
moving towards it, slowly feeling the
slightly throbbing shaft. He wasn't
even fully hard yet, and she sensed
herself getting aroused. This
symbolized Robert, his brute
strength and perfection, his
superiority over Suri, everything. She
felt herself stroking his manhood,
listening to his soft moans and
feeling excited that she was capable
of pleasuring him. She felt Robert
reach down and grab hold of her top,
the fabric straining a little as he
ripped it off her like a rag. The sheer
sensual nature of the moment
enveloped her, carnal lust between
two people.

Robert threw away the tattered

remains of Anushka's top, looking
down at her as she stroked him
slowly. He could see the top of her
head and the deep cleft formed
between her breasts by her tight bra.
He reached down again and took his
cock in hand, extending it towards
her rosy puffed up lips, indicating the
next stage of their sinful affair.

Robert Stevens managed a small

smile of satisfaction before he closed
his eyes and let a moan of pleasure
escape him. His cock had found its
lover, as Anushka's heavenly lips
kissed it tenderly. She slowly allowed
him access into her mouth, careful of
the size and girth. It was obvious this
was her first blowjob, but it did not
matter, her mouth was exquisite. He
could feel her tongue make slow
circles on his shaft, lubricating it with
saliva, small slurping noises
escaping her as she took in inch
after inch of big black dick. A little
before the halfway point, she
stopped, looking up at him with her
kohl lined eyes, and he knew for sure
that he had won.

Anushka looked up at Robert. She

knew she was being degraded, that
her entire family would die of shame
if they saw her, but she simply didn't
care. In this alien land, with this
brute of a man who cared for her,
nothing mattered, except that she
wanted to please him. She reached
back and unhooked the strap holding
her bra in place, and Robert seemed
to read her thoughts. He brushed her
hair gently before reaching down
and slowly sliding the straps off. He
seemed to wait a moment, savouring
his last moments of waiting, and
then took the bra of her shoulders
and threw it off the roof.

He was in heaven. The sight of those

perfectly rounded milky tits jiggling
slightly as she resumed sucking him,
her mouth begging his cock to use it
as it sensually milked him, was
driving him over the edge. He
cupped her tits, playing with each
nipple as he started making small
thrusts into her mouth. She seemed
to gag a little, so he slowed, letting
her accommodate, before making
thrusts again. Her throat was never
going to be able to fit his entirety, so
he stopped when his cockhead
touched the back of her throat,
making sure she could handle it.

Robert drew his cock back and began

thrusting in earnest, moving his
hands to the back of Anushka's head
and pushing it as far as he knew she
could take, fucking her sexy mouth.
Her silky hair felt great as he
clutched it hard, brutally pumping
into her mouth. She had her eyes
closed, but her whimpers seemed
more pleasure than pain, as she did
not protest.

Robert could feel the cum bubbling

inside him, knowing that the sheer
lust for this exotic Indian woman was
going to make him blow. He kept
thrusting into her warm mouth,
feeling the tongue brush his shaft
and stimulate it more. With his final
few thrusts, he pushed in as deep as
he could, inducing a choking noise
from his beautiful partner, but he
knew he had to claim her
completely, and the thought brought
a smile to his face again as he closed
his eyes and came.

Anushka could not breathe. She

could feel the pulsing cock, taste it,
as it was thrust into the very bottom
of her throat. Robert's orgasm was
intense. His cum came bubbling
down her throat and she almost
choked as it gushed relentlessly into
her. He moaned above her, but the
torrent kept flowing, as it overflowed
out her mouth and spilled onto her
breasts. The saltiness and the
stickiness in her mouth were
overwhelming, and Robert finally
released her hair, causing her to
tumble to the ground.

"Ah, my lovely Indian slut.. How long

I've wanted to fuck that pretty little
mouth of yours. Anushka, my dear,
you were amazing" Robert was
panting.

She felt shame wash over her as she

realized she was covered in cum. But
she could not ignore the fact that
she had enjoyed the sensation, his
power, her helplessness.. Robert
Stevens had turned her into a slut.
And judging by how soaked her
panties were, she had enjoyed every
moment of her transformation. This
was side of her she had not known
existed, a side that this man had
brought out in her. The duty bound
housewife was feeling humiliated
and sick, yet this new part of her
reveled in her cumstained breasts,
and the taste of hard cock.

She felt strong hands grab her

shoulders and lift her gingerly.
Robert must have gone to the living
room because he was now holding a
wad of tissue, which he used to wipe
her mouth and face. She noticed that
he did not bother with the semen on
her breasts, which was beginning to
trickle down the cleft between them.

"Do you realize now? You're meant to

be like this, free and lustful. You are
my finest lover yet, and I can't stand
you stuck in this life. You are meant
to be with me Anushka, as my lover,
my girlfriend, wife and cumslut. Stop
resisting it"

His lips found hers again, hard and

longing. His nakedness warming her
unclad torso; his hands groping her
fleshy buttocks possessively through
her now soaked leggings. She kissed
him back unabashedly, her hands
wrapping around him, enjoying the
way he gripped her derriere and
pulled her to him, the still semi hard
cock rubbing against her thigh, the
sin of it all.

"I have to go back to my apartment"

he said, his voice choking. "There's
an important meeting tomorrow, and
I have to work on the presentations
at home"

He smiled as she grasped onto him

harder, her vulnerability arousing
him.
"I'll visit again. But are you ready to
be mine? Your moral values are now
useless, and you know your husband
will never be enough again. Say
you're mine Anu"

The fact that he shortened her name

touched her. But she was too
confused.

"Robert, I know I can never be the

old me again, and I... I want you too,
but please, give me some time"

"Damn it Anu..."

"Shh..." she cut him off with a finger

to the lips. "Just a little time...
please.. I don't want to make a
mistake" she said as she reached up
and kissed him lightly.

"All right" Robert knew he could do

no wrong from here on. He gave her
a kiss and went to get dressed.

****************************

In the early hours of the next

morning, Robert yawned and shut
down his laptop, preparing to get a
little sleep before his breakfast
meeting. He was naked, and he
stood for a moment near the TV,
which was playing a slideshow of
Anushka lying on the balcony, her
long silky hair spread around her, her
naked breasts proudly on display,
eyes closed and covered in thick
ropes of hot sperm. She had the
faintest smile on her face.

Robert smiled too as he turned off

the TV. Suri's perfect wife, his slutty
whore.