I waited an hour for her reply to for the message which I had sent. I never got a reply. By this time I was back home, and since she stayed nearby, I took my bike and hurried to her house. I parked the bike and stole up to her second floor house, carefully avoiding being seen by the landlord.
My fiancée got fucked by her ex-lover - Part 2
The main door of her flat was locked. The light was off. I went to the bedroom window. It was always open because of a TV cable that ran through it. She never slept in the dark. There was just one night-lamp on. The window had no curtains, just a thin sari draped across it. I could see into the room.
To my shock, I saw her ex-lover trying to force-fuck her. She struggled against him.
“Please, Suresh! Leave me alone! I’m engaged now! I don’t love you any more!”
He was in no mood to listen. He forced a kiss. I messaged her. What’s happening? No reply. Through the window, I saw her respond to the beep of my incoming message. To my shock, she saw it — and put it aside.
Suresh pushed her phone aside and kissed her again. “Reshma, remember the days you’d beg me to fuck you harder and faster and you’d bite me and scratch me all over!” That was another shock. She’d always told me earlier that it was he who was very rough with her. Reshma protested that all that was in the past, that she was engaged and would be marrying me shortly. Suresh persisted, saying he still loved her and loved being with her.
He began stripping her. She resisted — but only briefly. I saw her help him take off her tee-shirt. He opened out her bra and started sucking on her nipples, biting them like a hungry animal. I was in a trance: my sweet fiancée would soon be fucked by her ex-lover! I exploded in my pants at the mere thought of it.
The silence was shattered by her moan. “Ohhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! Please stop it Sureshhhhh, please! Ohhhhhhhhh … agghhhhhhh …” And then, “Please … please don’t force me … I don’t want to do it with you … please …”
Suresh said nothing. He went down and removed her jeans. Again, she resisted only briefly before helping him take them off. He took off her panties and started tickling her pussy with his tongue.
“Don’t you like this, Reshma?” he said. “Now tell me you still want me to stop doing it!”
She moaned. “Suresh! Please stop! Aaaahhhhh ohhhhhhh … oh my god!”
“Don’t you love this, Reshma? Tell me the truth!” He started licking her pussy again.
He started tongue-fucking her. This is something she likes very much. Slowly, her nooos turned out to moans of pleasure. “Ohhhhh Suresh! Ahhhhhhhhh … ohhhhhhhhhhh … yeahhhhh … yessssssss!”
Now she had stopped resisting him. She spread her legs and pressed his head against her pussy with her hand. And there I was, standing outside my fiancée’s window, hidden by her potted plants, and I was in heaven and in shock seeing my faithful fiancée enjoying getting her pussy licked by her ex-lover.
Suresh removed his tee-shirt and his pants and briefs. He was rock-hard, and much longer and thicker than me. His dick was three times the size of my small one. She was ecstatic seeing his huge cock. She always told me she hates giving blowjobs but here I was wathcing my sweet fiancée ready to lick and suck that huge dick. He brought it to her face.
“Reshma, do you still want me to stop? Let me know and I will not continue … I still remember how much you use to love my dick!”
She moaned and took his dick in her mouth and started sucking it with a intense pleasure.
“I can’t take it any more! Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me hard! I want it now!” she cried.
She positioned his dick at her pussy and pressed her body towards his dick and screaming, “Ohhhhhhhhhhh gawddddddddd yesssssss I love your dick ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh yeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm haaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
They started enjoying the fuck. Outside the window, I was frigging madly with one hand and messaging her with the other, saying Januuu whatz happening? Her phone beeped again. She saw my message.
“Who is it?” Suresh asked.
“My fiance,” she gasped and pushed the phone aside.
Suresh laughed and started pumping her hard, biting her nipples and now she was moaning loudly. Suresh asked her to be quieter, but her moans only grew louder. “Fuck me ahhhhhhhhaaahhhh fuck me uuuufffffffff yyyaaaaaaa fuck me yeeessssss!”
“You like my dick, don’t you?” he grunted.
“Ohhhhhh my god yesssssss! I want it! Always!” she cried.
She had already come twice. Now Suresh was about to explode. “I’m cumming!” he cried. “Ohhhh agggggghhhh!”
“Fuck me! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh! Fuck me harder!” she moaned.
He exploded his big load of cum right inside her pussy.
They lay together for a while, kissing. It was three-thirty in the morning. Reshma picked up her phone and replied, saying her ex-lover had forced himself on her, and that he’d just left.
I’ll never forget that day as long as I live.
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