Chasing And Banging Uptight Sales Girl
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Chasing And Banging Uptight Sales Girl – Part 2 free porn video
Hello ISS readers, I am back after some time. Sorry for the delay in writing the concluding part of my last story about uptight Pallavi and how her employer appointed me as her manager on the mission to fucked her. If you have not read that, please read the first part first.
Now, without wasting time, let’s dive into the story.
The next day after our fucking session, I observed Pallavi was all bubbly and lively. She got what she was missing now – a good nice fuck by a man, unlike her husband who did things ceremoniously.
Instead of being uptight, she now talks to customers and her other colleagues with a smile. What a behavioural transformation she had gone through! I knew sex is important in our lives but Pallavi was a practical example now.
Next Saturday, I took Pallavi again to the hotel room. It seemed she had been waiting for that day the whole week. I fucked her all day and she seemed unsatisfiable.
Now it was time to fulfill my final step in my mission. If you remember from the first part, it was Sharat, her boss and my friend, who commissioned me to fuck her and ready her for himself.
One fine day, I asked Pallavi, “Do you have any second thoughts on taking Sharat’s offer?”
She looked at me confused as if she forgot the whole episode. Then she said slowly, “Why should I have second thoughts? I don’t change my decisions so easily.”
“Earlier you used to hate sex. But now you are enjoying it.”
“That’s a ridiculous argument,” she smiled. “Of course, I enjoy sex now. But that doesn’t mean I like Sharat sir. I do sex only with those whom I like.”
I was proud that she liked me. She continued, “From the moment I joined here, Sharat sir tried every possible way to fuck me. His attempts are very coarse and I feat him. By the way, why are you so keen on him fucking me.”
“I am his friend.”
“Oh.. I don’t know you both share girls too.”
“But you can think of the offer again. I will ask Sharat to be nice with you and triple your salary instead of double as he offered you last time.”
She remained silent. I knew the offer was tempting. “Think over it, Pallavi and let me know your decision tomorrow.”
She walked away, her mind in a struggle.
***
Next day, I was eager to hear her decision. As soon as the shop was free from customers, I called her into my small cabin and asked.
“What is your decision?”
She hesitated for some time.
“Come on, be brave my girl. Nothing wrong in Sharat’s offer.”
With a lot of shyness, she said, “I am okay. But you should also come. I am afraid of Sharat sir. You could sit outside the room.”
“Of course, I would love to come.” I winked at her. She smiled coyly. Before sending her out of the cabin, I pulled her towards me and gave a hot kiss, kneading her big ass. Then I called Sharat, whose excitement knew no boundaries hearing the good news. He was so mad about Pallavi.
***
On the appointed Saturday, Sharat booked a five-star hotel for her. He wanted to show Pallavi how rich he was and make her day more special with him than with me.
When I took Pallavi to the room, he was already there waiting eagerly. He looked at her as if she was a goddess. “Oh, Pallavi! I was waiting for this day. I am so glad you came.”
Pallavi was truly amazed by his happiness. “Sir, I don’t know you like me so much.”
I said, “Sharat, my dear friend! Are you going to waste your time standing here?”
Pallavi became embarrassed with my words. She looked more cute and lovely in her red chiffon saree. Sharat crudely pulled her toward him and planted a kiss on her lips. He scooped her with her hands and went inside the bedroom.
The combination of Sharat and Pallavi looked odd to me. Sharat was rough and heavily-built whereas Pallavi looked delicate. I imagined how Sharat would crush her 36D boobs and smash 36-inch-wide ass.
But alas! Before my imagination could end, the bedroom door opened and came out Sharat. “What happened, buddy,” I asked, a little concerned.
“I am too excited, man. I am out in a minute,” said Sharat, clear disappointment in his words.
This was very unlikely of him. But I could understand how badly he wanted Pallavi. “No problem, the day has just begun,” I encouraged him as a good friend.
As Sharat went into the kitchen to get something to eat, I stepped into the bedroom to check out on Pallavi. I had no plans to fuck her today. But considering the situation, I knew I had a chance. She was not on the bed. The bathroom door was ajar and there she was, nude and having a bath. I stepped inside.
She turned towards me and beamed at my presence. “Oh! I miss you dear,” saying so, she came into my hands.
“Are you disappointed?” I asked.
“Of course, he made me hot and the next moment he was out.”
“No need to disappoint now. Have you ever been fucked in the bathroom?”
“No.”
“Now is the time.” I made her turn back to me and bend so that her adorable fleshy ass is in a perfect view for my cock. Next moment, I glided my cock into her twat. How tight her hole was! Every time I inserted my cock into her hole, I wondered whether her husband used her at all.
I started fucking her, first slowly, then fast. Thap, thap, thap.. the fuck sound reverberated in the bathroom.
***
Sharat was a great cook. As if to compensate his poor show, he made a delicious lunch for Pallavi. Pallavi devoured the food with enthusiasm. “How is it?” Sharat asked her.
By now, Pallavi was free and in a playful mood. She was no more in fear of her employer. So, even though she knew he was asking about food, she replied naughtily, “It’s so small.”
“What?” he looked embarrassed.
“Your tool is so small,” Pallavi showed her little finger, laughing.
Sharat’s face became red at once. The next moment, she realized her mistake. She hurt his ego, a male ego. She looked at me as if for help.
Now I knew Sharat was going to tear her hole. I remembered an incident when we hired a prostitute a few years back. When that girl belittled his tool, he fucked her again and again so that the prostitute would never belittle another man’s small-penis again in her life. Now was the time for Pallavi to learn the lesson. I pitied her.
“I am sorry,” she mumbled.
Sharat did not heed her. He went to sink, washed his hand and went out for a smoke.
“You should never insult someone like that,” I chided Pallavi.
“I don’t know. I just said as fun,” she said naively.
“The fun will begin for you now.”
She did not grasp my words. We both fell silent. After 10 minutes, Sharat came back. He still looked angry and commanded Pallavi, “Let’s go inside.”
As if a slave, Pallavi stood and walked into the bedroom. Sharat followed her, but he did not close the door. I knew his intention. He wanted me to hear how he was going to punish her.
I looked at the time. It was 2 in the afternoon. At 2.05 pm, the fuck sounds started emanating from the room. Thap, thap, thap.. Sharat was ramming her cunt.
At 2.15 pm, the sound stopped briefly and started again. Thap, thap, thap.. By the change in the sound, I could say he was fucking her doggy style. Now I could hear muffled voices of Pallavi to go slow. This went on till 2.25 pm. Then again change in the sound. He must be fucking her from underneath. Thap, thap, thap, thap, thap..
My cock was rock hard now. I just wanted to go inside and fill Pallavi’s mouth but I controlled myself. The fuck sounds stopped at 2.40 pm. The duo did not come out but their fuck session started again at 3 pm. When the bedroom door opened, it was 3.30 pm. With a satisfied and relieved look, Sharat came out.
“That bitch will never insult a small penis in her life again,” he announced proudly and fell on the sofa. I stood out of the sofa and went to the bedroom door with my rock-hard cock.
I found Pallavi on the bed, too exhausted and used up to go to the bathroom and wash herself. She was still covered in sweat beads even though AC was on.
“Had fun, huh?” I asked.
Seeing me, a little smile came upon her lips. “No man can ever screw me like this!”
She hurt the male ego again. My cock was pulsating to enter her hole. “He fucked your asshole?”
She shook her head. I took the Vaseline bottle lying beside her. “Turn around,” I said.
“Oh, not now,” she protested.
“Turn around, bitch,” I commanded.
***
Friends, this is how Sharat and I used Pallavi that day. She became our best fuckbuddy afterward. I hope you liked this experience.
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