Previous Part: Anjali’s Surrender – Part 8 (The Criminal)
Anjali woke up with the continuous ringing of the doorbell.
She wore her gown and opened the door. Pasha’s boys were there, breathing hard and sweating.
“What happened?” She asked.
“Bhabhi, Tambi Raja’s men have taken Pasha with them.”
“Who is Tambi Raja?” She asked.
“He is a powerful local politician.”
“And why have they taken him?” Asked Anjali.
They said, “Pasha had to give his money back, which he could not. Bhabhi, Please save Pasha. Tambi will kill him.”
Anjali asked, “Can you take me there?” They nodded.
She went to get ready. She wore a sky blue sleeveless low-neck vest with blue leggings, a baby pink jacket with a scarf, black heels and pink lipstick and tied a ponytail. Her 38-sized melons were bulging out of her vest.
The boys took her to Tambi Raj’s mansion. Tambi, a medium-height fat man, was on his lawn. 4-5 Sturdy men with a rifle were near him. One could predict, looking at him, that he was cruel and cunning.
Pasha’s boys introduced her to Tambi. He asked her to sit in the drawing room. Tambi’s eyes rolled over her body as she walked towards the drawing room.
Soon he came and asked her, “What can I do for you?”
“Pasha,” Anjali said, looking straight into his eyes.
He felt a shiver with her confident stare. “Why do you want him?” He asked, scanning her body with lustful eyes.
“He is special to me,” said Anjali.
“Can I also be special to you?” Said Tambi, fixing his eyes on her cleavage.
Anjali gave a naughty smile and said, “Is this the right place to tell you?”
He got up and asked her to come to his bedroom. He told his assistant on the phone not to disturb him. She took off her jacket. His eyes popped out as he saw the statue of erotica and her luscious body.
Anjali lifted her arms to tie her hair, intending to expose her lovely armpits, which worked. She came near him and, looking into his eyes, started moving her finger on his face and kissing his lips. He closed his eyes in anticipation of the pleasure.
“The deal is to be signed without clothes, Sir,” said Anjali. He took off his clothes hurriedly and stood just in boxers. Anjali came near him and started kissing his chest and nipples. Her kisses aroused him, and he moaned.
She opened her mouth and took his nipple between her lips, rolling her tongue over it. He breathed hard. She pushed him onto the bed. She moved towards the back of his head and bent down. She sucked his nipples. Tambi lifted his chest, wanting more. She started giving soft bites on them. He shivered with pleasure.
Anjali whispered in his ear, “Want to be my slave, darling?” He nodded. Anjali tied his hands and legs to the bed using the curtains rope. She lit a cigarette and brought the burning edge near his nipple. He said, “It will hurt, baby.”
“Let it hurt,” she touched his nipple with it. He screamed, “Oh, Fuck, you Bitch.” Anjali said in a cold voice, “Call Pasha here.”
“What the fuck? Open my hands, you filthy slut.” He shouted. Anjali took out her mobile, clicked his pictures and said, “Shall I send them to the media?”
“What do you want?” He pleaded. Anjali brought the speaker of his internal telephone near him and said, “Pasha.” He ordered on the phone. “Send Pasha to me, fast.” Anjali tied his mouth, too and made him sit on the chair.
A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. She opened. It was Pasha, her man. His eyes popped out in shock as he came inside. “What have you done, Anjali?”
Anjali said, “I want to show this man what you are for me.” Saying this, she took Pasha’s face in her hands and started kissing him. She pushed her lips between his. He opened his mouth and started chewing her soft pink lips. She moaned and pushed her lips more into his mouth.
Pasha started using his tongue, teeth and lips together and eating her lips. Anjali, with her eyes closed, was moaning. She pushed her tongue into his mouth, offering it to her man and taking his hand in hers. She placed it on her breasts.
Pasha was sucking her tongue, and his strong hands squeezed her breasts. He threw her on the bed and came over to her. She was like a little bird under his huge body. He looked at her and started kissing her madly. His lips moved all over her face and body, kissing her cheeks, lips, earlobes, neck, shoulders and arms.
He was sucking and biting on her soft milky white flesh. She moaned with pleasure, “Ohh Yes, Pasha, eat me, darling, I love it, mere Raja.” He lifted her arms and buried his face inside her armpits. He was growling like a beast rolling his wet tongue all over her armpits and biting them.
Anjali was in heaven with the beast-like behaviour of her man. She screamed, “Aae, uff, I want you inside me, Pasha, fuck me, darling.” He pulled her vest, threw it away and looked hungrily at her white boobs with those pinkish-brown nipples. He held both of them in his hands and started sucking them one by one.
His wide mouth gulped her breast. His rough tongue rolled over the nipple pulling it with his teeth as if he wanted to have her milk. Anjali screamed with pleasure, “Oh, Raja, suck them, ahhh take my milk out, Raja, bite them.” Pasha had become a beast, sucking her breasts like mangoes.
He took both her nipples together in his mouth, sucked and pulled them with his lips and teeth. Anjali screamed, “Oh, Pasha, my Raja, yes, Choos mere Raja choos inko aur mera doodh nikaal.” (Suck them, my darling and take milk from them.)
He started biting all over her breasts, her stomach and her belly. He pushed his tongue inside her navel and moved it up and down. His darting tongue was fucking her navel. Anjali moved her waist up and down, wanting to take his tongue more inside it.
Pasha got up like a beast, lifted her legs, and pulled down her leggings and panties with a jerk. He spread her legs apart in the air. Anjali shivered at the thought of what her man was going to do. She closed her eyes, and the next moment she felt his fat lips capturing her pussy.
He took her dripping labia in his mouth and started chewing it. “Oh yes, Pasha, suck it, Oh Raja, suck it,” she screamed. He pushed his rough tongue deep inside her pussy. He rolled it around as if he wanted every drop of her nectar. His strong hands were holding her legs apart.
His mouth was buried between her legs, licking her thighs and pussy like a dog. Pushing his tongue deep inside and rolling it around inside her pussy. Anjali was banging the bed with her hands and screaming, “Oh Pasha, you beast, suck me, saale jaanwar (bloody Beast), ahhh.”
Pasha took off his clothes, and his heavy black cock was hanging in front of her, dripping. He lifted Anjali, placed a pillow below her waist and looked hungrily at her wet pussy. He lifted one of her legs with his hand and placed the head of his cock on her pussy.
Anjali shivered, her eyes closed and Pasha pressed his waist. His fat cock slid inside Anjali’s pussy. She bit her lower lip and pushed her head back. Pasha again took his cock out and, with thrust, pushed it again. Anjali held his hands tightly. Pasha started fucking her like a beast, banging his cock in her pussy.
Pasha mounted his knee over her left thigh and held her right thigh up in the air, and started fucking her like a beast. His cock hit her womb every time he pushed it inside, making Anjali scream with pleasure.
“Oh, Pasha, mar jaaungi jaan, mar jaaungi raja, jaanwar ki tarah chod raha hai tu.” (I will die, I will die, darling, you are fucking me like a beast.) He turned her and holding her waist, lifted her. She was in a doggy position now. He pushed his cock into her pussy from the back.
He said, “Abhi kahaan choda hai jaanwar ki tarah meri jaan? Dekh ab kutiya ki tarah chodunga tujhe.” (Till now, I did not fuck you like an animal, darling. But now I will fuck you like a bitch.) He banged her pussy with his monster cock. He took her ponytail in his hand and pulled it.
Now her head was high, and he was thumping his cock in her pussy. Her body went forward with every thrust that he gave fucking her. Anjali was screaming, “Ah my love, Meri jaan, fuck fuck fuck you beast, chod mujhe aur zor se.” (Darling fuck me harder.)
Pasha was getting wild with her screams and was banging his cock in her pussy.
Suddenly he held her waist hard and pushed his cock deep inside her, and shouted, “Meri Rani, ah, Mera Nikalne wala hai.” (My darling, I am going to cum now.)
Anjali quickly turned and took his cock inside her mouth and said, “Give me your sperm Raja. Fill my mouth with it, make me your slut and your cum drinking whore,” and started sucking his cock. Her hands moved expertly on his cock, and her lips were sucking it hard.
Pasha was breathing hard as he said, “Oh meri Randi, Meri Rakhail, choos choos saali uff.” (My Slut, my keep suck my cock.) Suddenly his body arched, and he growled and shot his cum inside her mouth.
Anjali coughed but did not let his cum go out. She drank it all, licking her lips with her tongue. She got up and started kissing Pasha, making him taste his own cum. Pasha also hugged her hard and sucked her lips. Two lovers with gratitude for each other.
Anjali and Pasha wore their clothes. Then Anjali went to Tambi, who was sitting helplessly on the chair. She untied his mouth and said, “A woman can give and take life for her love. Never dare touch Pasha, or else I will destroy your life.”
Saying this, she took Pasha’s hand in hers’ and walked away. Helpless Tambi, watching them go.
To be continued.
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