MY BOss MR Pradhan by priya_dash84

A literotic sexstories: MY BOss MR Pradhan by priya_dash84 ,
“Please let me go, Sir. I don’t want you to rape me and I don’t want you to fire me.” I was nearly crying now, “If you let me go I won’t tell anybody.”
This is my story with my Boss Mr Pradhan, Before going to the story I would like to introduce him. Through their twenty plus years of marriage, Mr. Pradhan had become a fairly wealthy man and he, his wife Swati Mam and their two children were able to enjoy the finer things in life as a result. And no one enjoyed such a lifestyle more than his wife. With two independent teenage kids and the money to pay for a live-in housekeeper, Swati Mam had become very much a lady of leisure, filling me days with, trips to the spa, shopping, afternoon cocktail receptions and such.My husband was more than willing to put up with me spending habits and relaxing lifestyle, they certainly could afford it, and he reasoned that since they had married when he was just starting out and I had supported his career and raised their children in those years Mr. Pradhan had begun to feel that he too should take the time to enjoy certain perks accustomed to a man in his position. I heard rumors about him, How he cheated on his wife was on one of his business trips, with a prostitute, and how eventually,

He began having affairs with local woman as well, sometimes women he met through a work function, or someone he would pick up in a bar and take to a hotel. As his adulterous campaign continued, two things became obvious to Mr. Pradhan. And he found himself lusting after almost every woman he met. His latest object of desire was his personal assistant Bhavani Mam. But I replaced me when I took a maternity leave of 6 months, Mr. Pradhan immediately decided that i was the one. He had barely been able to keep his eyes off on me. Now on this particular day, shortly after five o’clock, he asked me to come to his cabin as

I knock on Mr. Pradhan’s office door. “Yes, come in,” he responded as I entered, looking fantastic as always. I was dressed in a black saree with a little transparent blouse with fairly material that allowed for a pretty good view of the lacy white bra I wore underneath, barely containing me overflowing breasts – completed the outfit. Mr. Pradhan was pleased to see that in addition, Need anything Sir?” I asked, ever the good employee. As a matter of fact yes.” Mr. Pradhan replied, the mischievous smile returning to his face as he pictured the many things he fantasized about doing with me.

He gave me a list of things he wanted me to do before I left for the day, a bunch of minor tasks that would take me about an hour, likely leaving us all alone in the office by then. Sure enough, after some time Mr. Pradhan quietly made his way to his office door and silently pulled it shut, locking it behind him, just in case his assumption regarding their privacy was wrong he come to me so asked sir.. “What are you looking�…” Before i could even finish me question, Mr. Pradhan had his arms around me, one wrapping me waist while the to me reached up and placed

A hand on my bountiful chest, all the while continuing to press his hardening cock against my ass, gyrating his hips slowly. Pressing his nose into the bed of messy curls behind me ear, he whispered softly, “Just working a little overtime my dear, same as you.” Before i could even begin to respond, his lips found my neck and began assaulting my flesh. At the same time his lower hand had slipped on my waist, over my naval and trying to exploring underneath it, grabbing at my pussy through my saree Oh, my God !” i cried out. “Stop! Please..”

I struggled against him, but to no avail, as i was virtually pinned between my boss and the filing drawers. “Let me go!” i pleaded. “I’ll scream!” Go ahead,” he replied coldly, “no one will hear you.” Mr. Pradhan was now alternating between kissing my neck and nuzzling into my hair, while his busy hands attacked me tits and teased around me cunt over the saree.

I was in shock, hearing my respected boss threaten me job if I did not cooperate with his sexual advances. My mind raced, wondering if anyone would believe my side of the story if I refused. I certainly did not want to lose my job, and I knew it would be hard to find another me that paid as well as this one, ..Still, I had to find a way out of this situation, “Please let me go, Sir. I don’t want you to rape me and I don’t want you to fire me.” I was nearly crying now, “If you let me go I won’t tell anybody.”

“Fucking?” he laughed heartlessly. “Who said anything about hard fuck? No, we’re just going to have a little fun together.” His left hand was now roughly rubbing pubic area inside the saree and trying to touch swelling clit. “And I know you’ll like it Anu, but if you want to play rough, I can fuck you very hard, and then tomorrow I can fire you.” He was brimming with confidence now, certain I would relent for fear of losing my job, a certainty supported by the dampness he was feeling against his fingers as my pussy became more and more aroused from his forceful attention.

I thought about all my possibilities – really only two. Fighting back was pretty much out of the question, useless wanted to be raped and fired, while if i let me boss have his way with me I would keep my job. And as his hand worked over my pussy, it might not be that bad I thought. As he forced himself against me, forcing me back against the filing drawers and pressing his growing erection against me. His hands started roughly grabbing me breasts through me blouse, squeezing them hard enough to make me cry out in pain. “What’s your answer Anu?” he demanded as I tried to squirm away from his hands.

Defeated, I dropped my head and whispered, “Okay.”Not quite the answer my boss was looking for I quickly felt the sharp, painful sensation of me nipples being pinched extremely hard. “Okay, what?” he ordered.”Okay, I’ll do whatever you want.” I replied hoping to at least end the abuse on my aching tits, “I’ll… I’ll be your slut.” I told him meekly. Satisfied, he released his grip on me breasts and stepped back from me. “That’s a good girl,” he commented. “Now let’s get you out of those clothes.” he said as he led me away from the cabinets and closer to his desk. “Why don’t you start by taking off that blouse. Let’s see those I’ve wanted to see those for a long, long time.”

I stood shakily in front of him and slowly started to undo the buttons of me blouse. “Come on Anu, show me what a good slut you can be. A little dancing would make it a lot sexier.” he commanded. Slowly, my hips started to sway as I worked down the front of my blouse, and as I find unbuttoning it I spun away from him and let the top slip off my shoulders and fall to the floor. Turning back to him, I reached up between me shoulder blades and unhooked me bra, letting my breasts bounce free as the bra joined my blouse on the floor. Me nipples were erect and stood at attention is the centre of my tits.

Mr. Pradhan felt his cock harden even further me as he surveyed the young beauty in front of him. “My God you have fantastic tits.” he told me. “Now take off your saree.” I did as i was told, and now stood before him in my petticoat & heels. He moved closer to me, “Fucking fantastic,” he said as he reached out and cupped me breasts in both hands, “so so firm.” He leaned forward and flicked one of me nipples with his tongue, then I bit it lightly. “Do you like to have your nipples bit, whore?” he asked.

“Yes,” i replied meekly. With that, he bit on one a little harder, causing a low moan from me. He massaged both me breasts, and began alternating licking and biting each nipple. I moaned as he sucked on me heaving jugs, switching his mouth back and forth between me beautiful twins. I arched me back, sticking me tits out for him to devour. He managed to pull himself away from me perfect globes and rose up to face me. Wrapping his hand around the back of me neck, he pulled me into his lips. I did not resist whatsoever, and almost immediately me tongue was at the back of his throat. They kissed passionately

After a few seconds of their lustful lip-lock, Mr. Pradhan pulled away sharply and stared at me with a devilish smile, “On your knees slut.” he ordered. Without hesitation, i dropped to me knees as he undid his belt and pulled his zipper down. “Pull it out.” he told me. Obediently, i reached into his pants and wrapped me hands around his throbbing dick and slowly pulled it out. His cock was small some 4 but the head was big I slid me hand over his cock and reached down to cradle his balls, ”

“I was asked to suck it � With that I leaned in and tickled the head of his cock with my tongue before popping it between my lips. I sucked on just the head before taking more into me mouth, slowly sliding my lips for me up his cock. He began to pump his hips in rhythm with me eager sucking, as I moved my hand over his rock hard dick, pumping back and forth relentlessly. Then I started on his balls while still stroking his prick with me hand. I then licked from the base of his cock all the way to the top of his shaft and took it back into me mouth. You are one helluva cocksucker, Anu.” he told me as he stared down at me on my knees, chest heaving as I gasped for air. ”

You like sucking dick, don’t you slut?” he asked. I knew what he wanted to hear, and as much as it disgusted me to submit to his degradation, I thought better of refusing to answer him. “Yes.” I replied quietly. Yes what, whore?” he replied, reaching down and pinching my nipples to punctuate his question. Wincing in pain, me answer was quick. “Yes, I love sucking dick!” Confident that his new love-slave was learning my obedience, Mr. Pradhan puid me to verbally submit to him furtme. “What else does my slut love to do?” he asked.

Resigned to my fate now, I knew I really had no choice but to play by his rules. Me only hope was that the filthy dialogue might help expedite a quick ending to the unfortunate situation i now found myself in. “I love to fuck.” I dutifully told him. Come on now baby,” he replied coyly, “a whore like you can do better than that. Tell me what gets a slut like you off.” With a deep breath, I prepared myself to dive into the role of submissive slut for my boss. “I love to have my tits fucked.” I said, running my hands over me sumptuous melons for effect. “I love to have a nice hard cock sliding in between my tits.”

Mr. Pradhan was in heaven. Seeing me turn into his compliant fuck-toy was a dream comes true. “Do you want me to fuck those sexy tits of yours?” he asked. God yes!” I replied as I squeezed me breasts. “Fuck my tits!” Beg me, Anu.”Closing me eyes, I rolled me head back and tugged on me hardening nipples, “Oh God! Fuck my big tits! Please, I need your big cock in between these slutty tits! I want your hot cum all over them! Please!” Hearing me desperate pleas, Mr. Pradhan wondered if I actually wanted him to fuck my tits as badly as he needed to feel those giant cans around his manhood.

I reached out and started to jack him off, sliding my hands up and down his penis, then spit on his stiff meat to lube it up. I stuck me tongue out and licked all the way along the shaft as me wet hands pumped up and down. I then began sliding his dick all over me breasts, rubbing his pre cum over me rock hard nipples and down into me abundant cleavage. Mr. Pradhan reached down to fondle me magnificent boobs and he quickly had them wrapped around his cock. He started to pump his manhood in between my tits, the head of his prick popping out the top of me cleavage with each thrust.

I reached down and began massaging his balls while he fucked mine, causing him to thrust against me faster, pounding into me like a man possessed.”Tell me how much you like getting your tits fucked, slut.” he ordered. I fucking love it baby!” i exclaimed, squeezing me breasts to get me even tighter. “Fuck my slutty tits and shoot your hot sticky cum all over them!”Sensing that he would not last long if I kept up me nasty words, he grabbed a handful of me curly locks and pulled my glorious chest away from his throbbing meat and forcefully hauled me to my feet. With me wincing in pain, he dragged me over to his desk and thrust me over the side of it, forcing my head down, and bending me at the waist.

The desk was lower than my hips, so it jutted my ass up in the air as me chest pressed flat against the top. In one swift movement, he grabbed my petticoat knot and ripped it off of me, exposing my shaved pussy. Finally, the spanking relented and Mr. Pradhan looked down and admired my big ass sticking in the air. He stepped in behind me and started rubbing the head of his cock up and down the length of my pussy. “Slide you finger into you slutty cunt and get it nice and wet.” he demanded. I immediately complied, sliding my finger deep into my pussy. I had to admit that the whole situation had caused quite a tingle between my legs, and I was now in need of a serious release.

That’s it. Get it nice and wet.” he told me as I started fucking myself with me finger. I moaned as I slowly stroked my pussy. “Do you like masturbating for me, whore?” he asked. Mmmm, yes.” I whimpered. “I love rubbing my pussy in front of you.”Suddenly his hand came down my hot love hole. I closed my eyes and froze from the pain. “Whose pussy is that?” he questioned.”It’s yours.” I replied weakly. “It’s your pussy.” You’re Goddamned right it is.” he said as he stepped in behind me and aimed his cock at me dripping pussy. He slid the head in and rammed the whole thing home.

I threw back me head and screeched as he drove his dick into me. He slowly drew his cock out and thrust it back into me, eliciting furtme sounds of ecstasy from his young lover. Over and over, he pulled his cock almost all the way out of me pussy and drove it all the way back in. After the first few strokes, I started to push back into him to match his rhythm. At every thrust, I moaned lightly, and as they continued to fuck, I began to buck wildly, forcing Mr. Pradhan to push me flat against the desktop and hold my me.

The slut likes it doesn’t I?” he groaned as he tried to slow his pace a bit. “You fucking love this don’t you whore? You love me fucking your slutty pussy, don’t you?” God yes!” i screamed, causing him to start plunging his cock into me faster as i responded by fucking back at an incredible speed. Between squeals, i pleaded with him, “Please don’t stop. Harder…more…yeah…bang my slutty pussy!” Me words were increasing his intensity as well, as reached forward and grabbed a mitt-full of me brown curls and started thrusting his hips in time with the tugging of me hair.

Me screams became frantic, “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my slutty pussy!” Waves of pleasure flooded through my body, as I climaxed, me back arching, driving me pussy hard against him as I convulsed on his cock. Sensing his own orgasm was on its way soon, Mr. Pradhan continued furiously bucking his hips at an incredible pace, pile-driving his cock into me as i came. “Is this what you like whore?” he asked in between thrusts. “You like being fucked like the little slut you are? You like your boss fucking the shit out of you?”

Yes baby! Oh yes!” I screamed, knowing he had to be on the verge of his own climax. “Fuck me like the whore I am! Fuck your dirty whore! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” Between their furious fuck pace and me filthy words, Mr. Pradhan could feel his cum starting to rumble in his balls. “Oh shit! I’m going to cum baby.” he announced. In one sharp movement, he promptly pulled out of me pussy and pulled me off the desk, turning me around to face him. “”Tell me to come on your tits! Beg for it!” he screamed as he forced me to me knees in front of him.

I wanted it just as much as he did. “Cum on my tits baby! Cum on my big slutty tits!” With that, he aimed his pulsating cock at me glorious chest. Pumping his fist frantically, his dick erupted. I closed my eyes and felt the hot liquid splash onto me huge breasts, his white come spurting as though it would never end. Mr. Pradhan shuddered as the final drops of cum fell onto me tits, and he wiped the tip of his dick over one of me drenched nipples. Exhausted, he let out a hearty sigh. “Whose pussy is that now?” he asked.”It’s yours.” I replied, opening me eyes and staring up at me boss. “It’s your pussy.”

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