DIKSHA: The office WHORE (Humiliation, Cuckold, Non-Con) – 02

Diksha knew her boss and kept a pair of clothes in the Office just in case he decides to tear her clothes and ram her cunt.

Diksha loved his domination and the way he treated her like a cheap 100 rupee whore. She craved that depravity. She had a tight shirt and casual shorts to go with them. The shirt was really tight around her tits. One of her nipples had cum running down that stuck to her shirt. The shorts could barely contain her huge ass. Diksha looked ripe and delicious. All this was evident to Munna and Asif, the security guards in duty.

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Asif:  munna dekh saali chudwa ke nikal rahi hai, saheb ne iski jam ke gaand mari hai.

Munna: Are kya gaand hai iski, ye danda daal ke chodunga isko. Is raand ka video viral hua hai, kuch students ke paas mila. Doodh pila rahi thi sali.
Asif: Are maine to suna hai Varun sir ne bhi ise jee bhar ke khaya hai.. Bas ek mauka mil jaye, ise ragad ke chodunga.

Back in office, Diksha went to Varun’s chamber to ask him regarding her leaked videos.

Diksha: what the hell Varun? How could you leak them? You know it wasn’t meant to..

Varun: Shut the fuck up WHORE! I know exactly what women like you want. I bet you’re cunt is getting wet at the thought of all these young boys jacking off to you naked, getting fucked.

Diksha couldn’t say a word. It was true, it only turned her on.

Varun: you know, these boys probably fantasize about you all the time. The way you were sucking my cock was so professional. You do know that half of them come to class just to ogle at your milk tankers right?

Diksha: Sir please, ask them to delete it, everyone will find out..

Varun: what? That you’re a Randi? They already know hon, they’re just waiting for their turn to fuck you, Ha ha

Diksha’s face turned red with embarrassment at the remark. Varun got close to her and started opening her shirt buttons. Diksha stood there like a statue as he threw her shirt and unhooked her bra. He grabbed her melons and started sucking them one by one. Diksha’s cunt was wet and she was craving a hard fuck again. She was an insatiable slut and she knew it.
Diksha grabbed his head pressed it on her nipples
Diksha: Aahhh… Ssuck it harder… Choos aur jor se!!
Varun: garam ho gayi itne me hi? Chinaal!
Varun grabbed her tits and started biting and nibbling them, Diksha grunted in pleasure. He then grabbed her neck and pushed her on her knees. Diksha understood, it’s time for a face fuck. She unzipped his pants and took out his cock and stroked it gently. Varun’s cock was a good specimen, nice and thick and she loved sucking it. Varun stepped closer and said

Varun: I’m going to fuck your titties first bitch so hold them together.

Diksha scooted forward and placed his cock in the deep valley between her breasts and then squished those soft round mounds together and started working it. Varun grabbed her tits and gave some nice hard thrusts, Diksha bit her lip at the lust coursing through her. She looked at him, and in a moment, took his cock and stuffed it in her mouth sucking it with fervour. Varun grunted and groaned at the ferocity.
He gripped her hair, grabbed her throat and started fucking those red lips.
Diksha(choking) : Mmmm… Ack Ack.. Ack.. Ungh..
Varun didn’t slow, he kept fucking her throat until he came, he gave a couple of deep thrusts and buried his cock in her mouth as he shot rope after rope of cum down her throat. Finally he took his glistening cock out. Diksha coughed and gagged and laid on the floor to catch her breath. She drank all his fresh cum happily. She was getting up slowly when Varun grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up and pushed her on the table. He pulled her shorts down and jammed two fingers in her cunt.
Diksha : Aahh fuck!! Slowly!
Varun: Sun Randi, dobara yaha ye sab bakwas karne mat aana, warna raat bhar teri gaand marunga..
Saying this he started finger fucking her cunt, in a fast frenzy..
Diksha: AAAAAAHHH FUCK!! mmmmph.. I’m cumming…. Aaahhh
Diksha trembled and buckled as this assault on her cunt was too much and she came. Varun slapped her ass hard and pulled her hair back and told her to get back to whomever’s cock she was sucking. Diksha wore her shirt back, her shorts and quietly left the room used.
Outside the slightly ajar window Asif was recording all this on his phone with a wide eyed enthusiasm. Maybe he was thinking how he was going to use Diksha.
Diksha didn’t have college that day so she was working late till 9 PM.

Meanwhile Diksha’s elder sister Arpita was being stripped by Bhola and Raghu. Let me go back a little. Arpita is a 28 year old married slut, who like Diksha, had been thoroughly used her life. Arpita was 5’5 and of buxom build, she had flesh in all the right places, nice juicy ass, 38 inch probably, 36D tits. She had no kids as her husband had a reproductive problem and they didn’t want to adopt yet. Arpita managed a boutique shop of hers,  a family business and it was suffering from some losses. Bhola and Raghu were employed in the boutique. Arpita’s tits were huge, she was a married slut in all sense, nice full lips, brown eyes and long cascading hair that reached almost her big fat ass. Her husband Puneet, couldn’t fuck her properly, and she compensated gladly.
It was around 9 PM, store closing time for her, their shutter was down, with Arpita, Bhola and Raghu bring the only 3 people in the shop.
Bhola comes from behind and grabs Arpita’s tits and started mauling them. Arpita was wearing a sleeveless top and blue jeans. Arpita let out a moan, encouraged, Bhola pushed a hand in her jeans, squeezing her ample ass.
Bhola: Aahh Madam, maza aa gaya! 2 mahine se pagaar ke jagah aapki choot mil rahi hai.

Yeah, that’s exactly what Arpita did. Sucked their cocks and took hard poundings and convinced them to work without payment until business picks up.
Raghu, comes along and lifted Arpita’s top and started sucking her navel. Bhola took her tits out of the top and started pinching and mauling them
Arpita: aahhh.. Suck it bhola! Piyo mera doodh!!

Meanwhile Raghu undid her jeans and pulled them off, Arpita was wearing black panties and bra. Bhola and Raghu pushed her onto the couch, Bhola started with her luscious tits and hard nipples, Raghu spread her legs and attacked her wet cunt. It was relentless Bhola sucked her tits one by one roughly while Raghu fingered her cunt and nibbled her clit.
Arpita: Aaahhh, mmmmmhhpph.. Harder harder.. Aur jor se karo
Raghu: Madam ki chut gili ho chuki hai, kya maal hai sali
Bhola: Raand hai sali, iski behen bhi, aaj pehle main choot marunga iski..
Arpita : maro meri choot, randi hu tumhari, fuck meee!!

Outside the boutique streets were quiet and calm. Inside the night was only young for Arpita. She often stayed back late in the shop and let Bhola and Raghu have their way with her. They were really rough fellows and they knew that Arpita was a natural whore by instincts, they really degraded and used her in heat. She lost all her senses to her lust. She would get gang fucked by her employees and would reach home late at night, sometimes with cum on her face and tits. It was a reward for her husband Puneet. On those days, Puneet’s meagre 3 inch cock would get hard and then Arpita would tell him how she was used like a cum dump, humiliate him and he would jack off to her. He was allowed to touch her on very rare occasions. Arpita called him her “Cuck”. They had been married 4 years, arranged, and opposed to Diksha, Arpita was a composed girl most of her teens and college life. She had a couple of boyfriends but nothing major. It was only after marriage that her hunger for sex increased. The first few weeks of their marriage, Arpita tried a lot, she sucked his cock, stripped in front of him, sucked his balls but he couldn’t fuck her for more than a minute even when he managed to get it up. Finally, exasperated, she accepted the reality that her pencil dick husband couldn’t satisfy her needs. Puneet was sad and really down after that, he tried using dildos and toys and even though it did get her off, it was no match for a hard pulsing cock ploughing her holes, like she deserved.
Things took a U-turn when Puneet found a colleague of his eying his wife’s gorgeous tits and ass over dinner. Turns out that colleague had shared his views on how his wife was a busty whore and how her ass was made to be fucked, office gossip and all and strangely found himself hard and wandering roads that don’t lead back. That night, Puneet was hard when he got home, his little cock was twitching to fuck her whore wife’s cunt. He grabbed Arpita by her hair stripped her and fucked her roughly for a minute and then sprinkled a few drops of cum on her tits.
Arpita: Oh God! What made you so hard today? And honey Seriously my tits? You don’t have enough cum in that pencil dick of yours to shoot a load worthy of landing on these tits. Next time just use the sink.

Puneet: Maybe you’re right, maybe I’m not worthy. Maybe someone else can be, like Anil, you two got along pretty well. I found out he wants to fuck you.

Arpita: So that’s why you’re hard? You want to whore your wife to your friends because you’re worthless dick can’t fuck me? Answer me if you’re serious!

Puneet: maybe, I don’t know, I just know that what you want, I can’t give you and there might be a way… That… Works for both of us.

Arpita: So you really want that. You want other Men to use your wife, you want me to suck their cocks while you get Jack off to it? You want Anil to suck these tits while you watch? Perhaps you should call a few more and get me gangbanged you cuck.

Puneet was silent, but the boner in his pants answered Arpita’s question. The next day, Anil stripped Arpita naked right in front of Puneet. His 8 inch hard cock had Arpita intoxicated. He sucked her luscious tits and bent her over the dining table and fucked her cunt hard while pinching her nipples. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back to kiss her. He told her what a whore she was and that he was going to use her everyday. Arpita kissed him back and said “Use me, my cucky husband can’t fuck me, so all my holes are in service now. You can cum in any of them, he is not allowed anywhere close to them.” Anil fucked her wet cunt with deep hard thrusts, he pushed Arpita on her knees and then used her mouth. Puneet watched his colleague’s thick 8 inch cock wrapped around by his wife’s juicy red lips slide in and out. She sucked the head like a lollipop, her 36D tits glistening with sweat.  Arpita noticed her husband staring open eyed in disbelief and his boner. She stopped sucking and gently fondled his balls.

Arpita: Mmmh it’s so thick and long Puneet. Just look at it. I bet these balls are filled with fresh hot cum. Are you enjoying this cucky? Your pencil dick is sure loving this. Answer me!

Puneet sighed and replied “yes”

Arpita: then why don’t you jack off? That’s all you can do anyway. Infact if you want to stay here and watch Anil make a whore out of me, you strip naked right now. Show him your tiny pathetic dick cuck!  Do you know Anil, he gets off on this humiliation see how hard is his pecker.

Puneet reluctantly stripped off his clothes and stood there with his eyes on the floor, his 3 inch penis stood erect. Arpita got back to sucking his cock with enthusiasm.

Anil: Shit man! You could’ve told me earlier. I would’ve bred your wife like a Randi.

Arpita: honey you can breed me now, Puneet aaj se main Anil ki Randi hu. He can use me, fuck me, suck me anyway he wants. I love his hard cock.
Anil: Enough talk bitch

Anil got impatient and he grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth. He tilted her chin and angled his cock so he could fuck her throat. Arpita gagged and coughed as his dick choked her, he then grabbed her neck and pulled up. He took her to the couch and pushed her on all fours.
Arpita: Look Cuck, I’m gonna get fucked by a Real cock and thanks to you.
Anil: Shut up slut! I’m gonna take your ripe ass.

He parted her creamy asscheaked and rubbed hur cunt and smeared the juices on her asshole. Arpita bit her lips. She had taken dildos up her ass so she was familiar with the feeling of fullness and loved it. He pushed his cock and inch by inch his cock disappeared in her ass. He then grabbed her milk tankers and used them like handles and started ramming her ass in hard strokes. With one hand he grabbed her hair and pulled it back, arching her head, with his other he was mauling her tits.
Arpita: Aaahh.. Aah…. Aa.. Fuck me! Watch closely Cuck!.. A real man is ass fucking your wife.. Aahh.. Harder Anil.. Plough my ass!

Anil rammed into her hard and for another few minutes and rubbed her wet cunt. Arpita trembled and groaned as an orgasm shot through her like a convulsion. Anil grabbed her neck and choked her and started ramming harder as he was about to cum.
Anil: saali kya gaand hai!

Puneet by now had grabbed his tiny pecker and was stroking it slowly, watching with a stunned silence. This was his life from now on he realised, watching his wife cum again and again as strangers used her body.
Anil groaned with a final thrust as Arpita squealed from the vicious fucking, he spun her around and shot a huge load on Arpita’s face and tits. Arpita opened her mouth to take a couple of ropes of cum.
Arpita: Mmmm… Than you Anil. Cuck this is what a load of cum looks like, so fresh.

She licked her lips and looked at Puneet, there was a rope of cum in her eye, crossing her nose. She looked like a whore. Puneet cummed in his hands right there and since then nothing much has changed. Sorry for the detour but seemed relevant to the story.

PRESENT DAY

Inside the shop, Arpita was on all fours on the couch. Raghu’s thick black cock was impaling her mouth. He grabbed a handful of her hair and roughly fucked her mouth.

Arpita: Mmmm… Uck.. Uck.. Uck.. Uck.. Aaaaarrghhh!

Arpita screamed when Bhola slapped her ass hard.

Raghu: kya choosti hai Raand! Maza aa gaya!!
Bhola: Aaj to jam ke gaand marenge iski..

It only turned her on. Bhola rubbed his cock on her wet slit and squeezed her ass. Arpita bit her lip.
Arpita: Mmmm.. Bhola.. Tumhe jab bhi man kare meri gaand maar lena.. Ahh..

Bhola couldn’t hold back any more he thrust his cock in and it disappeared entirely in one push. Arpita was back to getting face fucked and moaned into the cock. She was being filled from both ends.
Meanwhile at home, Puneet was naked from the waist down, jerking off to live CCTV footage of the shop. Yes Arpita knew he was watching.
He was stroking frantically as he saw Raghu grab her throat hard as he plunged his cock deep in her throat. Arpita was drooling spit and precum. Meanwhile Raghu grabbed her fleshy hips and was really ramming her hard. He switched to her nipples and tweaked them and pulled them. Arpita groaned into the cock in her throat and her whole body trembled as she came like a slut. Raghu pulled her hair up and took her mouth off his cock and then they exchanged positions. Raghu got behind her pinched her nipples and slid his cock on her ass crack. Raghu pushed his cock on her used asshole and it easily slid in. He grabbed her neck from behind and started pounding her asshole. Arpita grunted with each strike as Bhola’s cock was stuffed in her mouth.

Raghu: Saali ki Gaand ab pehle ki tarah tight nahi rahi, Humaari pagaar dete dete, Ha ha!!

Bhola: Aisi shadi shuda Raand mil jaye to koi bhi ragad ke chodega. Iska Pati chod nahi pata shayad.. Ha ha..

Arpita let out muffled moans hearing this, at home Puneet spurted a tiny load hearing this. He watched as 2 brutes used her wife without any mercy or care. She was just holes to them, just meat, to be fucked and she loved it.


Bhola grunted hard and buried his cock deep in her throat and deposited his load in her stomach. Raghu on the other hand pulled out and decided to plaster her pretty face. Arpita opened her mouth and looked at him seductively as he gave her a facial. Arpita kneeled down and sucked both the cocks clean.

Arpita: Is hafte ka payment ho gaya, Accha kaam kiya tum dono ne.
She said licking cum from her lips. They both nodded and proceeded to lock down the store as Arpita was going home. Her husband would be waiting eagerly with his tiny pecker hard and waiting for her to tell him how she was used and abused. Arpita was about to leave when she got a call from her sister Diksha…

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