My wife turns into my office’s paid slut — Part 4

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Firstly, thank you, guys, for the overwhelming response to the stories on how Roshni turned into an office whore. Here we are, back with several other experiences of Roshni.

For those who do not know, we are a couple from Kolkata. Roshni is a 35-year-old dusky, busty boudi of 36-32-38. Both of us lost our jobs during the pandemic. Later I found a job, and she joined my company as a paid prostitute to boost the sales figures.

Roshni was punished for not agreeing to her sex videos uploaded to a porn site. She had to fuck 13 drivers and servants of the company, who finally drenched her in a golden shower. Roshni would have to leave for her first outdoor assignment for two days that night. But this is when a big problem started.

After the tiresome gangbang, Roshni somehow managed to limp back home with massive pain in her waist. And why not? After all, a pack of wolves had pounced on her busty body. They had used all her holes till their balls were empty and lust satisfied.

After reaching home, Roshni went straight to the washroom for a hot bath. The water trickled down the shower, washing away the beads of piss and stains of semen. She tried to wash away the remaining inhibition in her. She knew inhibition would not help her in this field.

She would have to bare it all in front of strangers and known people alike. With a soap, she ran her hand all around her body. Sometimes on the neck, sometimes on her cleavage and then to her butt crack. With her eyes shut, even the soap felt like the dirty cocks of the servants.

The fragrance in the soap could not take away the smell of the hairy balls slammed on her face. But somehow, Roshni started enjoying all of it and felt herself up with the soap. Using the lather as an ejaculated sperm, Roshni ran it on her big boobs and even bit her lips in ecstasy.

She touched her erect nipples and pressed them, squeezing her tits. She reached her pussy and stuck her finger inside. But in no time, she was jolted back to reality. She looked down and realized that she was in for some trouble. Her periods had started!

The moment was ruined, and she quickly finished her bath and rushed out to call Pratap sir. With a lot of concern, she told sir that she wont be able to leave for the tour as she was on her period. This is something even the contract talks in her favor, and the office cannot force her.

But Pratap sir was hell-bent. He wanted to crack the deal worth crores and needed Roshni’s body for it. Being the dog he is, he asked Roshni to make it to the office again and said he would then decide. An hour later, a car arrived, and Roshni left for office.

I was there, working on the clients and saw Roshni walk in. She came up to me and told me she was on her period. But Pratap sir wanted her to take up the client, and so she was here to talk to him. Pratap sir called her, and she went in, and she was there for almost an hour.

I always wondered what took her so long inside that room? I know that sir keeps her inside the room for some time so that he can get satisfied for free. But after the morning gangbang, how come he do it again? That too at this age?
Roshni walked out after a while and reached up to me.

I asked her what had taken so long. She said, “Pratap sir is a dog. I told him I was on my periods, but he wanted to confirm. He made me sit on his table, lift my saree and pull my panties down to show him I was bleeding from my cunt. He also fucked me on the table, although I told him I was getting hurt. Later he understood I could not satisfy his client over the weekend. He asked me to think of a way to seal the deal.”

“And what did you suggest?” I asked.

“The weekend was to be spent in Bhubaneswar. I was reminded of Punam. I called her and explained the whole situation. I asked if she would help. I had to do a lot of coaxing and asked her for the favor just this one time. I promised her I would do anything for her when she asked for it. She has agreed, but I’ll still have to go to ensure everything is okay,” she said.

Punam is Roshni’s distant cousin and lives in Bhubaneswar. She is 23, much younger than Roshni but a bomb, I must say. Something hurt inside my zipper. I was reminded of our wedding day when Punam wore a sleeveless blouse and her pallu covered only one of her boobs.

Unlike Roshni, she had a petite figure. But her 34 inches stood out for sure on her structure of 34-30-32. I had fucked Punam several times in my mind and imagined Roshni to be her several times while having sex.

There were times when Punam had stayed over at our place. I did not leave any chance of accidentally brushing my hand against her tits or touching her ass. I was lost in my thought.

Roshni snapped her fingers before my eyes and said, “Hello! Please don’t tell me you started undressing Punam in your mind again? At least have the guts to spread her legs for real someday and then imagine her in any way you want. Anyway, I’ll leave. I have to pack my bags for the flight.”

Roshni was right. I never had the guts to do things for real to Punam. I was afraid of the air around her. She was haughty and, I believe, dominating in bed. She will take what she needs from a man.

I had once heard from Roshni that Punam had made her boyfriend’s friend fuck her thrice in one night. She was not satisfied with her encounters that night twice with her boyfriend. I never dared to awaken the slut in her. But it had always been a dream to watch her naked.

That night Roshni left for Bhubaneswar. I was here, on my bed for the next two days sniffing her panties and wondering how is she managing it all. I was also excited to hear how the client treated Punam or, rather, how she drained his balls.

Roshni called me to tell me what had happened. I was in for a shock. The client was explained about the situation and told Roshni wouldn’t entertain him. Roshni would be available for anything not involving her cunt, and for anything else, Punam would satisfy him.

The client did make a fuss about it initially. But Roshni told him he would have two women for the weekend. Even the one on periods would satisfy him to a large extent. The client had some specific demands. He wanted Punam to come dressed in a Playboy bunny dress and Roshni in a saree with a deep-cut blouse.

After reaching the hotel, Roshni and Punam found out the client was an old man in his sixties. He was already sitting naked in the room. Roshni knew things would be dirty because old men are the dirtiest in bed. But she was relieved as Punam would be subjected to the demands.

However, she was apprehensive about how Punam would react. She was not a professional prostitute. Given that she has a dominating character, things might be difficult in the room. But she was shocked at how Punam handled it.

As soon as the two entered, the man asked Punam to make a peg for her. He instructed Roshni to sit beside him with her pallu dropped. Both the women did what they were asked to. The old man kept gazing at Roshni’s cleavage and kept stroking his cock.

Occasionally, he squeezed her tits from outside the blouse, hard enough to make Roshni squeal in pain. Much to her relief, Punam arrived, but the old man had no mood to let Roshni be. He asked her to bend and take his limp cock in her mouth. He directed Punam to lick his feet.

Roshni bent to take his cock in her mouth. She was surprised to see Punam obey and sit on the floor to lick his feet. The old man ran his feet on Punam’s breasts and pinched her nipples from above her playboy dress. This went on for a while. Once he was hard again, he wanted to fuck Punam.

Asking her to go doggy on the sofa, the man parted Punam’s ass and put his stiff cock inside Punam’s now glistening cunt. Roshni peeped and saw she had come shaved, ready to take it all. Roshni was just about to get up when the man asked her to take her saree off and roam around in the blouse and petticoat.

She obeyed and handed him the saree. He took it from her and kept pounding Punam, who had by now started moaning in pleasure. What was surprising to see was how submissive Punam had turned. She was taking all the hard poundings without a word and obeying all that the man was asking for.

Roshni went to the table to make a peg for the man while the room was filled with the grunts of the old man and the moans of Punam. The man was using all his might on Punam’s ass. He was holding it with his left hand and grunting after every thrust.

With his right hand, he held Roshni’s saree and at regular intervals kept rubbing his sweat with it. He also took turns to drill Punam’s butthole with his fingers. Every time he did it, he would stretch it a bit. Roshni knew what that meant. The old man wanted anal in a while.

Roshni returned to the sofa, handed the peg to the man, and sat next to the fucking pair. Something turned on Roshni, and she started fondling her breasts and running her fingers on her nipples. From the angle Roshni was sitting, she could see the man’s ass and his cock entering Punam’s cunt.

In the last few days, Roshni had turned into a slut. After the gangbang, she practically had no inhibition left in her body. Roshni parted the fat old man’s ass and started giving him a rim job. Now the man was not only grunting but also moaning in pleasure.

His pace of ramming his cock inside Punam’s cunt had slowed down. But the heat was definitely rising. Roshni was licking the man’s asshole like a pathetic slut. She told me something was so intoxicating that she was not paying attention that the man’s ass was hairy and smelly.
This went on for some time, and it was already too much for the man to take. His pace of ramming suddenly increased. His grip tightened on Punam’s ass. The young girl of 23 felt the pressure build up as his cock was tightening. She knew that it would happen any moment.

She was prepared for everything the man would do. For a young girl, she was way too casual about things. She was also ready to be pumped in a load of cum up her womb. But that did not happen. The man pulled out and came all over her ass.

For an old man, he could spurt a lot and far. He even grunted out a portion of his semen as far as up to Punam’s shoulder before collapsing on the sofa. Although Roshni wanted to lick the man’s asshole more, he was in no mood and asked her to move. Instead, he was in for something dirty.

The man took Roshni’s saree, wiped off his cum from Punam’s ass and shoulder. He wiped his cock with it, handed it over to Roshni, and asked her to wear it. The request put Roshni off, but she had to obey and wear the saree. It had a mixed stench of the man’s sweat, his fresh cum and Punam’s juices.

Things were calm for some time. All the three needed time before the next round. Next, the man made Roshni take his cock in her ass and fucked her missionary. Punam offered her cunt for him to lick. The man had immense stamina. The next day, he took turns to fuck the two sex divas.

There was no end to his dirtiness. Sometimes he would poke Punam’s asshole with his fingers and make Roshni suck it. While in other times, he would make Roshni sit on the table and play with her bleeding cunt. There were times when he pounded Punam mercilessly and came all over her.

With Roshni, he was easier and mainly kept her by his side to suck her big tits or slap her ass. Roshni had to take his meat inside her asshole twice in the two days. Every time the man went limp, both the whores would have to lick him hard again.

At the end of the weekend, the man paid heavy tips to Roshni and Punam. He said he would sign the deal with the company and left the hotel room. Roshni gave Punam a large portion of the money and thanked her for helping her out.

While they were packing their bags, Roshni was curious. She asked Punam, “You are a hungry bitch on bed, but you completely submitted yourself these two days. What happened? Has your taste changed?”

Punam giggled and said, “Nothing like that. I just wanted to make sure your client is satisfied and played along. But do you remember about your promise?”

“Of course I do. Anything for your Punam,” Roshni said.

“Fine, then you are not leaving Bhubaneswar till your period is over,” Punam said with a cunning smile on her face.

“But I’ve told my husband I’ll be back today,” Roshni said.

“But you’ve promised me too, haven’t you?” Punam asked.

Roshni was in for a fix. She promised Punam she would do anything but also wanted to come back to Kolkata. Roshni agreed to stay but asked what it was about. Why did she have to wait for her periods to stop?

“That I will tell you only when the time is right, and till then, you won’t ask me any question. For now, you have to come with me for a haircut. I need your hair to be short,” said Punam.

She was satisfied that her docile nature with the old man for two days had helped her earn some money. It also made Roshni fall into a trap. There was no knowing what Punam wanted from Roshni. She called me and told me about it and said she would only know once her periods stopped.

Both of us were surprised and didn’t know how to react. We decided Roshni would play along and see where it leads to. Till then, keep wanking those cocks and keep poking those leaking pussies and keep writing to me.

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