Chapter 4 - Anjali Part 2

Meanwhile, back in Gokuldham, Babita was helping Anjali get ready for Ayush's return. She had taken her to the bedroom and was helping her shave her pubic hair.

"I want you to look perfect for Ayush," she said as she carefully shaved Anjali's pussy. Anjali lay back and let her do her thing. She trusted Babita.

When Babita was done, she looked at Anjali's smooth pussy and smiled. "Perfect," she purred. Anjali blushed.

"Thanks," she said shyly.

Babita smiled and kissed her pussy. "You're welcome. Now let's get you dressed," she said. Anjali got up and followed Babita to the closet. Babita pulled out a beautiful red sari.

"Here, put this on," she said, handing it to Anjali. Anjali took it and dressed herself. Babita helped her drape it perfectly.

When she was done, Anjali looked at herself in the mirror. She looked gorgeous. The sari clung to her curves in all the right places. And her hair was styled perfectly.

She smiled, feeling beautiful. "Thanks, Babita. I look amazing," she said gratefully. Babita smiled proudly.

"You're welcome. I'm glad you like it," she said. Anjali hugged her tightly.

"Thanks for everything. I really appreciate it," she said sincerely. Babita hugged her back.

"You're welcome. Now let's do your makeup," she said. Anjali nodded and sat down on the bed. Babita got her makeup kit and started applying makeup to Anjali's face.

As she worked, Anjali couldn't help but feel grateful. She was so lucky to have Babita in her life. She was like a sister to her. Always there for her.

And now, thanks to Babita, she was going to look amazing for Ayush. She couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he saw her. She knew he would love it.

She trusted Babita completely. She knew that Babita would make her look perfect for Ayush.

And as Babita worked her magic, Anjali felt herself getting more and more excited. She couldn't wait for Ayush to come home.

She was going to give him the surprise of his life. And she knew he was going to love it.

Finally, Babita was done. She stepped back and admired her handiwork. Anjali looked absolutely stunning. Her makeup was perfect. Her hair was styled to perfection. And her sari was draped perfectly.

"Wow," Babita said, impressed. "You look amazing." Anjali blushed. "Thanks," she said shyly. Babita giggled. "Don't be shy. You should be proud of how beautiful you are," she said encouragingly. Anjali smiled. "Thanks," she said again.

Babita smiled and hugged her tightly. "I'm so happy for you," she said sincerely. Anjali hugged her back. "Thanks. I'm really happy," she replied happily.

Babita pulled away and looked at her with a serious expression. "Anjali, I want you to remember something," she said seriously.

Anjali looked at her curiously. "What is it?" she asked.

Babita took a deep breath. "In this house, sex is everything. You have to be ready for anything," she warned. Anjali nodded, understanding.

"I know. Ayush told me," she said.

Babita smiled approvingly. "Good. Just remember, the more you give, the more you get," she said wisely. Anjali nodded again.

"I will. Thanks for the advice," she said gratefully.

Babita smiled. "You're welcome." She paused, thinking for a moment. "Actually, there's one more thing I want to show you," she said.

Anjali raised an eyebrow. "What is it?" she wondered.

Babita just smiled. "Follow me," she said, leading Anjali out of the bedroom.

Anjali followed her, curious. She wondered what Babita wanted to show her.

They walked into the living room, and Babita stopped in front of the couch. She turned to face Anjali.

"Sit down," she said, gesturing to the couch. Anjali sat down, still wondering what Babita was up to.

Babita stood in front of her and smiled. "Okay. Now, I want you to drink my breast milk," she said matter-of-factly.

Anjali's eyes widened in shock. "What?" she asked, surprised.

Babita nodded. "Yes. It will help you understand what it's like to live here," she explained. Anjali hesitated, unsure.

"But I've never done that before," she said nervously. Babita smiled reassuringly.

"Don't worry. It's perfectly normal here," she said. Anjali bit her lip, still unsure.

"But what if I don't like it?" she asked worriedly. Babita chuckled. "Trust me, you'll love it," she said confidently.

Anjali took a deep breath. She trusted Babita. And she wanted to please Ayush. So she decided to go for it.

"Okay," she said finally. Babita smiled victoriously.

"Good girl," she praised. She quickly took off her blouse, revealing her large breasts. Anjali gulped, feeling a little intimidated.

Babita knelt down in front of her and cupped her breasts. "Come on. Drink," she said encouragingly.

Anjali hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward and sucked on Babita's left breast. Babita moaned softly as Anjali started drinking her breast milk.

"Good girl. Drink it all up," she moaned, running her fingers through Anjali's hair. Anjali drank hungrily, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

She had never done anything like this before, but she had to admit that it felt good. Really good.

She switched to Babita's other breast, drinking just as hungrily. Babita moaned again.

"Yes! Drink it all, baby," she encouraged. Anjali obeyed, drinking every last drop. When she was done, she pulled away, panting.

Babita smiled proudly. "Good girl. You did great," she praised. Anjali smiled shyly.

"Thanks," she said, feeling a little dazed.

Babita chuckled. "You're welcome. How did it feel?" she asked curiously. Anjali thought for a moment.

"It felt… good," she said honestly. Babita smiled knowingly.

"See? I told you you'd like it," she teased. Anjali blushed but nodded.

"Yeah, you did," she agreed. Babita laughed.

"Come on. Let's go wait for Ayush," she said, pulling Anjali up. Anjali followed her to the living room. They sat down on the couch to wait for Ayush.

Anjali was still feeling a little dazed from drinking Babita's breast milk. But she was also feeling excited. She couldn't wait for Ayush to get home.

She wanted to surprise him. She wanted to show him how much she appreciated him. She hoped he would like what she had planned.

She looked over at Babita, who was scrolling through her phone. She smiled, feeling grateful for her new friend.

Thanks to Babita, she felt more confident. More ready for what was to come. She knew that she could always count on Babita.

And she was grateful for that. She knew that she would need Babita's help to navigate her new life in this house. But she wasn't afraid.

She was excited. She was ready for whatever came next.

She just hoped that Ayush would be happy with what she had planned. She wanted to make him proud.

She wanted to show him that she was worthy of being his wife. Worthy of living in this house.

She would do whatever it took. Whatever Ayush wanted. She was ready.

All she had to do was wait for him to get home. Then she could put her plan into action.

She hoped it would work. She hoped Ayush would love it. She knew it was a risk. But she had to try.

She had to show Ayush how much she loved him. How much she appreciated him.

And she was willing to do whatever it took to make that happen. Even if it meant doing something she had never done before. Something that scared her.

She was ready. Ready to do whatever Ayush wanted. Ready to make him happy.

She just had to wait. Wait for him to come home. Then she could begin. She took a deep breath, steeling herself. She could do this. She would do this.

For Ayush. For her new life. For her new beginning.

She was ready. She just had to wait. And hope that everything went according to plan. Hope that Ayush would love what she had in store for him.

Only time would tell. But she was ready. Ready for whatever happened next.

She closed her eyes, taking a moment to collect herself. To prepare for what was to come.

She knew it wouldn't be easy. But she was determined. Determined to make Ayush happy.

Determined to make this new life of hers work. No matter what.

She was ready. And she wasn't backing down now.

Finally, the doorbell rang. Anjali's heart skipped a beat as she got up to answer it.

Babita followed her, smiling encouragingly. Anjali took a deep breath, then opened the door.

Ayush stood there, looking tired from work. But when he saw Anjali, his eyes lit up.

"Hey, beautiful," he said, stepping inside. Anjali blushed, feeling shy. "Hi," she replied.

Ayush looked her up and down, taking in her appearance. "Wow. You look amazing," he said appreciatively.

Anjali blushed even harder. "Thanks," she mumbled. Ayush grinned. "Babita, you've outdone yourself," he praised.

Babita giggled. "Why, thank you," she said happily. Ayush kissed her cheek. "Thank you," he said sincerely.

Babita blushed. "You're welcome," she replied. Ayush turned his attention back to Anjali.

"So, my dear. I have a surprise for you," he said mysteriously. Anjali's eyes lit up. "What is it?" she demanded excitedly.

Ayush chuckled. "Patience, my dear. All good things come to those who wait," he teased. Anjali pouted playfully.

"Tell me! Tell me!" she begged. Ayush laughed.

"Fine. If you insist," he said dramatically. Anjali clapped her hands excitedly.

"Yes! Tell me! Tell me!" she said eagerly. Ayush grinned mischievously.

"Close your eyes," he instructed. Anjali did as she was told. She heard Ayush walk away, then return.

"Okay. You can open them now," he said. Anjali opened her eyes to see Ayush holding a small box.

He opened it, revealing a beautiful diamond ring. Anjali gasped.

"Oh my god! It's beautiful!" she exclaimed. Ayush smiled proudly. "Do you like it?" he asked hopefully.

Anjali nodded eagerly. "Yes! I love it!" she said enthusiastically. Ayush grinned.

"I'm glad," he said happily. He pulled out the ring and slipped it onto her finger.

"Perfect fit," he said proudly. Anjali stared at the ring in awe. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

She looked up at Ayush, her eyes shining. "Thank you," she said emotionally. Ayush smiled softly. "You're welcome, my dear," he said gently.

Anjali threw her arms around him. "I love you," she said tearfully. Ayush hugged her back tightly. "I love you too," he replied sincerely.

They pulled away, and Ayush smiled. "Now, my dear. You make a gorgeous bride. But you need something else to complete the look," he said mysteriously.

Anjali raised an eyebrow curiously. "What's that?" she wondered. Ayush winked. "Wait and see," he teased.

Anjali pouted. "Tell me!" she demanded playfully. Ayush chuckled.

"All in good time, my dear. All in good time," he said wisely.

Anjali sighed but nodded. "Fine. I'll wait," she said dramatically. Ayush laughed.

"That's my girl," he praised. He looked at Babita. "Babs, can you help Anjali with her surprise?" he asked.

Babita smiled knowingly. "Of course," she said happily.

Ayush nodded. "Great. I'm going to take a shower," he said.

He kissed Anjali on the cheek. "I'll be back soon, my dear. Babita will take good care of you," he assured her.

Anjali smiled. "Okay," she said. Ayush smiled back, then headed to the bathroom.

Babita turned to Anjali and grinned mischievously. "Ready for your surprise?" she teased.

Anjali grinned back. "Totally," she said excitedly. Babita laughed.

"Good. Come on," she said, dragging Anjali to the bedroom.

When they got there, Babita closed the door. "Okay. Strip," she instructed.

Anjali blushed but did as she was told. Babita watched approvingly.

"Good girl. Now, bend over," she instructed. Anjali bent over the bed.

"Like this?" she asked. Babita nodded approvingly. "Yes. Perfect," she praised.

Anjali smiled proudly. Babita walked over to her. "Now, be a good girl and take my fingers," she instructed.

Anjali moaned but obeyed. Babita slowly inserted two fingers into her tight ass.

Anjali moaned louder. "Ahhh… yes… ohhh…" she moaned wantonly. Babita thrust her fingers in and out.

"Fingers your ass good?" she asked breathily. Anjali nodded eagerly.

"Yes… oh yes… ahhhh…" she moaned.

Babita smirked. "Good. Because you're going to need it nice and loose for what's to come," she said meaningfully.

Anjali shuddered. "For what?" she asked nervously.

Babita winked. "You'll see," she teased. She pulled out her fingers.

"Okay. Get dressed," she instructed. Anjali got dressed quickly.

When she was done, Babita led her back to the living room. "Sit," she instructed, pointing to the couch.

Anjali sat down obediently. Babita sat down next to her.

"So… you and Ayush are getting married. That means you'll be his second wife," she said.

Anjali nodded. "I know. I'm so happy," she said happily. Babita smiled.

"I know you are. But being a wife in this house has its perks," she said mysteriously.

Anjali looked at her in confusion. "What do you mean?" she asked curiously.

Babita grinned mischievously. She reached into her purse and pulled out a ring. She showed it to Anjali. Anjali gasped. "Oh my god! That's beautiful!" she exclaimed.

Babita put on the ring. "It was a gift from Ayush," she said proudly.

Anjali stared at it in awe. "Wow… that's amazing," she said enviously.

Babita looked at her. "You know… being a wife in this house means you get to wear a ring like this," she said meaningfully. Anjali looked at her, realization dawning on her.

"Really?" she asked excitedly. Babita nodded. "Yup. And it's not just any ring," she added.

Anjali frowned in confusion. "What do you—" she started to ask. But Babita cut her off.

"Let's just say that this ring is more than just a pretty piece of jewelry," she said slyly.

Anjali looked even more confused. "What does that mean?" she wondered.

But before Babita could answer, the bathroom door opened and Ayush stepped out, towel drying his hair. He was shirtless, wearing only a towel around his waist. Anjali and Babita looked at him admiringly.

"Hey there, beautiful ladies," he greeted with a smile.

Babita and Anjali smiled back. "Hey," they said in unison.

Ayush grinned. "So… are you ladies ready for Anjali's surprise?" he asked mischievously.

Anjali clapped her hands together excitedly. "Yes!" she said eagerly.

Ayush chuckled. "Alright then. Let's get started," he said teasingly.

He walked over to Anjali and kissed her. "Are you ready to begin your new life?" he asked softly.

Anjali kissed him back. "Yes," she said breathlessly.

Ayush smiled. "Good," he said approvingly. He took her hand and led her to the bedroom. He turned to Babita. "Don't disturb us tonight," he instructed.

Babita saluted teasingly. "Yes, sir," she replied playfully. Ayush and Anjali laughed.

Ayush led Anjali into the bedroom and closed the door.

Ayush walked closer to her and pulled her into his arms.

"Call my name and tell me who you belong to," he commanded.

Anjali blushed and said, "Ayush… I belong to you, Ayush."

He kissed her neck and then bit her earlobe.

"From now on, you will call me Baby, understood?" He asked, and she nodded.

"Undress yourself," he ordered.

Anjali nodded and started to undress herself.

She unclasped her bra and threw it on the floor; she then pulled down her panties and kicked them away.

Ayush pushed her on the bed and climbed on top of her.

"Spread your legs," he commanded.

Anjali spread her legs wide, revealing her mature pussy to him.

Ayush stared at it and licked his lips; he then buried his face in her pussy.

He licked and sucked on her pussy lips while fingering her.

Anjali moaned and threw her head back in pleasure.

"Baby… please…" She pleaded.

He looked up at her and said, "What is it?"

"I'm close…" she said, breathing heavily.

"Whenever you feel like that, shout my name, and only then will I let you cum, understood?" Ayush asked.

Anjali nodded, and he continued eating her out.

After a while, Anjali felt like she was going to cum, so she shouted, "Baby!"

Ayush immediately pulled away from her pussy and looked at her.

"Good girl," he praised and continued eating her pussy.

After giving her five nonstop orgasms, Anjali passed out from the pleasure.

After Anjali woke up the next day, Ayush gave her his phone and told her to click pictures of herself with her mangalsutra and Sindoor.

"Ayush, why do you want me to click pictures of myself?" Anjali asked curiously.

"I want you to show the world your new husband and show them that you belong to me now," Ayush replied.

Anjali smiled and clicked a few pictures of herself, showing her mangalsutra, Sindoor, and mehndi on her hands and feet.

She then uploaded the pictures on her Instagram account with the caption: 'Finally married to the love of my life. #hubbygoals #hubby #loveofmylife'

She showed the pictures to Ayush, and he smiled at her.

"You look beautiful, bitch," he complimented and kissed her cheek.

Anjali blushed a little and said, "Thank you, Baby."

"Now strip me," he ordered, and Anjali nodded.

She unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it out of his pants, and when she pulled it away from his body, she couldn't believe her eyes.

Ayush's body was covered in hair; he had a six-pack, and his chest was muscular.

His nipples were covered with hair, and Anjali found it really hot.

She pulled down his pants and boxers and gasped in shock.

Ayush had a big dick covered in hair, and it smelled like cheese and cum.

Ayush looked down at her and saw her staring at his cock.

"You like it, bitch? From now on, this cock belongs to you only, so I want you to tell me which cock is bigger," he said and pulled her closer.

Anjali knew what he was trying to do; he was asking her to compare his cock with her ex-husband's.

"Your cock… is bigger, Baby," she replied.

Ayush nodded and pulled her head closer to his cock.

"Suck it, bitch," he commanded, and Anjali opened her mouth.

Ayush slowly pushed his cock inside her mouth; it was the first time she was giving a blowjob to someone.

Her ex-husband never liked getting blowjobs, so she never really got the chance to give one.

As Ayush pushed his cock deeper, Anjali gagged a little.

"Shhh… relax your throat, bitch, that's it," he said as he pushed his cock deeper inside her throat.

Anjali started sucking his cock while he played with her boobs and pinched her nipples.

"You're doing great, bitch; keep going," he encouraged, and she started sucking faster.

Ayush moaned in pleasure and thrust his cock faster in her mouth.

He then took his fingers and started stretching her mouth so his cock could go deeper.

Anjali felt really scared at that bitchent because his lustful gaze meant she was his from now on, and no one could save her.

After a few minutes, Anjali pulled away and gasped for breath.

"Did you like sucking your my new husband's cock, bitch?" He asked, smirking.

Anjali, still breathing hard, said, "It was my first time, Baby."

Ayush smiled at her and said, "I'm sure my ex-husband never let you suck his cock, so that makes me the first one, right?"

Anjali nodded in response.

"Now swallow my spit and show me how much you love your my new husband," Ayush commanded.

Anjali did as she was told and swallowed his spit.

"Did it taste good, bitch?" Ayush asked, and Anjali replied with a nod.

He then patted her head like she was a dog.

"Good girl," Ayush praised her.

He then made her stand up and sit on his lap.

"Now tell me, how do you plan on pleasing your husband, bitch?" Ayush questioned.

"I… I don't know, Baby," Anjali replied.

"You're such a bad girl," Ayush said as he spanked her ass.

Anjali yelped in pain but continued.

"I… I want to please you, Baby," she said shyly.

"And how will you do that?" Ayush asked curiously.

Anjali thought for a bitchent and then said, "Will you teach me, Baby?"

Ayush smirked at her and said, "You just have to listen to whatever I say and do whatever I tell you to do."

Anjali nodded immediately and said, "Anything for you, Baby."

Ayush stood up from the bed and put on a condom; he then bent her over like a dog and positioned her in front of the mirror.

"Now you will watch yourself getting fucked by your my new husband; how does it feel, bitch?" Ayush asked as he spread her ass apart and pushed his cock inside.

Anjali gasped and looked in the mirror; her eyes widened in shock.

His cock was creating a huge hole inside her pussy, and Anjali felt both scared and excited at the same time.

"Answer me, bitch!" Ayush commanded and pulled her hair.

"I… it feels really good, Baby," she answered.

Ayush started fucking her fast and hard.

"Look into the mirror and see how depraved you look," he commanded, and she obeyed.

Her eyes widened at her own reflection; she was moaning and begging her my new husband to fuck her harder.

"Fuck me harder, Baby, please!" She begged and looked back at him.

Ayush smirked and slapped her ass hard.

"As you wish, bitch," he replied and started fucking her even harder.

Anjali screamed in pain, but at the same time, she loved the pain.

"Look how much you're enjoying getting raped by your my new husband," he commented.

Anjali looked into the mirror again and saw herself getting raped; she was enjoying every bit of it.

"Ahh… yes! I love it," she replied as she moaned loudly.

Ayush smiled at that and said, "That's my good girl."

Anjali bit down on the mangalsutra as her my new husband fucked her; the pain was unbearable, but she was loving it.

Ayush noticed her biting the mangalsutra, and he chuckled.

"Does it hurt?" He asked her.

She didn't reply, so he stopped fucking her.

"I asked you a question, bitch, does it hurt?" He questioned again.

"A little," Anjali answered.

"Don't bite down on the mangalsutra; I don't want my bitch to have yellow teeth, okay?" He said and continued fucking her.

Ayush then started fondling her boobs.

"Whose are these?" Ayush asked.

"Yours, Baby!" Anjali answered as she threw her head back.

He nodded and squeezed them hard, then twisted her nipples.

"Ahh!" Anjali screamed in pain and tried to push his hands away, but he didn't let her.

"Did I tell you to stop?" He asked her, and Anjali shook her head.

"No, Baby, please stop, it hurts," she begged.

Ayush chuckled and squeezed her boobs again.

"No… please! It hurts," Anjali pleaded.

Ayush finally let go, and Anjali sighed in relief.

After some time, Ayush finally came and released a giant glob of cum.

He pulled out and tied the condom into a knot.

He then placed it on the bedside table and made her look at it.

Anjali had never seen so much cum in her life.

"That's a lot of cum, Baby," Anjali commented.

"Don't swallow it now; I'm going to fill many more condoms tonight, and you're going to swallow all of it. This way you can know how much cum your my new husband produces, bitch," Ayush said, and Anjali couldn't wait to see how much her my new husband could cum.

Anjali nodded excitedly and looked at the condom, which was filled with cum.

"Do you want to know why I'm making you swallow my cum, bitch?" Ayush questioned and pulled her close.

Anjali nodded again, and he said, "Because I want you to taste my sperm and know how good it is."

Anjali blushed at that and looked away.

"You're so shy, bitch; I love it," Ayush said and kissed her lips.

He put another condom on his cock and spread her legs apart.

He then bent her legs over his shoulders and pushed the tip of his cock inside her pussy.

"Are you ready, bitch?" Ayush asked.

"Yes, Baby," Anjali answered, looking into his eyes.

He slowly pushed his cock all the way in, and Anjali threw her head back, screaming in pain.

"Shhh… it's okay, bitch, the pain will go away soon," Ayush soothed.

He slowly pulled out and then pushed back in.

Anjali wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his chest.

Ayush kissed her neck and started thrusting slowly.

"I love you, bitch," he whispered in her ear, and Anjali smiled.

"I love you too, Baby," she replied and hugged him tightly.

Ayush pulled away and said, "Now look at me while I fuck you, bitch."

Anjali looked up at him, and Ayush started thrusting faster.

"Baby… it's too much," she said and looked away, but Ayush grabbed her face and made her look back at him.

"Did I tell you to look away, bitch?" He asked her.

Anjali shook her head and replied, "No, Baby."

"Then keep looking at me," he commanded and thrust faster.

Anjali closed her eyes, unable to bear the pain, and Ayush stopped.

"Open your eyes and look at me," Ayush commanded, and Anjali obeyed him.

He started thrusting again and said, "See, it's not that painful, right?"

"Y-Yes, Baby… it's getting better," Anjali answered shyly.

Ayush thrust a few more times and then stopped.

"Why did you stop, Baby?" Anjali asked him.

"I just wanted to teach you how to fuck in seed press position, that's all," he replied and pulled out.

Anjali was about to ask him something, but before she could, he inserted a finger in her asshole.

"Ahh!" She screamed in pain and surprise.

"Shhh… just relax, bitch," he said soothingly.

Anjali tried to relax, but it was getting harder.

Ayush started moving his finger, and Anjali rolled her eyes at the weird feeling.

"What are you doing, Baby?" She asked him, confused.

"I'm fingering your asshole; do you like it?" Ayush questioned with a smirk.

Anjali didn't know how to answer that because she had never experienced anything like that before.

"Answer me," Ayush demanded.

"Umm… it feels weird," Anjali finally replied.

"Have you ever been ass fucked, bitch?" Ayush asked her curiously.

"No… never," Anjali said, blushing a little.

"So I'm the first one to fuck your ass as well; isn't that great?" Ayush asked and wiggled his eyebrows.

Anjali nodded shyly and said, "Yes, Baby, you're the first one."

"That makes me happy," Ayush said and removed his finger.

He then licked his finger, which had Anjali's ass juice on it, and made a disgusted face.

"Ewww… that tastes disgusting," he commented and stuck his finger in Anjali's mouth.

"Clean it," he commanded, and Anjali started sucking on his finger.

"That's my good girl," Ayush praised and then pushed her on her back.

He climbed on top of her and started making out with her.

Ayush sucked on her tongue, and Anjali moaned into his mouth.

After a few minutes of making out, Ayush pulled away and told her to lick his face.

Anjali licked his face, and Ayush kissed her again.

"Are you ready to learn some new poses, bitch?" Ayush questioned, and Anjali nodded excitedly.

He then proceeded to teach her many poses and fucked her in every one of them.

After a while, Ayush increased his speed, and Anjali realized he was about to cum.

"Are you close, Baby?" She asked, and Ayush replied with a nod.

Anjali watched as Ayush filled another condom and tied it.

He placed the condom next to the previous one and smiled at Anjali.

"That's two," she commented and smiled.

Ayush winked at her, and they continued.

"bitch, can I fuck your ass now? I really want to," Ayush asked after filling three more condoms.

Anjali blushed and nodded, not believing what she was doing.

She was actually going to let her my new husband fuck her ass.

"Good girl," he praised and patted her head.

Ayush turned her over and spread her ass apart.

"Do you know what a spanking is?" He questioned and bent down to lick her asshole.

Anjali shivered at the sensation and replied, "No."

Ayush pulled away and smacked her ass hard, and Anjali yelped in surprise.

"Did that hurt?" He asked, and Anjali nodded.

"Yes, it did," she said.

Ayush smirked and spanked her again and again until her ass was red and swollen.

Anjali cried in pain and asked him to stop, but he didn't.

"Look in the mirror, bitch, look at your new life as a married woman with your my new husband," he said and spanked her harder.

Anjali looked in the mirror and saw that her ass was bright red, and tears were falling down her face.

She looked really depraved, and it turned her on even more.

"Ahh… I love it, Baby," she moaned.

"Good, now you're ready to get ass fucked," Ayush replied and pushed his thumb inside her asshole.

Anjali moaned loudly at the weird sensation, and Ayush chuckled.

He pushed his thumb in and out and then added another one.

"Has anyone ever fingered your ass before, bitch?" Ayush asked while fingering her ass.

"No… you're the first one," Anjali panted as Ayush stretched her ass hole.

He scissored his fingers inside her ass and said, "Good, because I want to be the only one to fuck you and your ass, bitch."

Anjali moaned and nodded; she couldn't believe how much she was enjoying getting ass fingered by her my new husband.

"Now I'm going to fuck your ass, okay?" Ayush said and pulled his fingers out.

"Okay, Baby," Anjali agreed shyly.

Ayush licked her asshole, making her shiver, then he pushed the tip of his cock against it.

"Try to relax, bitch; it will hurt," he warned and slowly pushed inside.

His mushroom head wasn't able to fit inside her tiny hole, so he asked her to spit in his hand.

Anjali spat in his hand, and Ayush rubbed it on his cock.

He pushed again and again, but it still wasn't going in.

Ayush pushed really hard, and after a few minutes, the head of his cock went inside.

Anjali screamed, and a few drops of blood leaked through the gaps.

"Shhh, it's okay; try to relax," Ayush soothed and slowly pushed more.

Anjali took deep breaths and tried to relax.

Ayush continued pushing, and after a while, his cock was fully inside.

"See, it wasn't that hard, right?" He asked her and pulled out slowly.

He then pushed back inside, and Anjali shivered.

"Now what do I do?" She asked him.

Ayush replied, "Just enjoy, bitch."

He then proceeded to fuck her ass slowly.

Anjali moaned every time he thrust and buried her face in the sheets.

Ayush grabbed her hands and pulled her towards himself, making her balance on her knees.

Anjali looked up and saw herself in the mirror.

Her mangalsutra was jumping up and down her chest with every thrust.

She looked at her my new husband, and their eyes met; she saw the love in his eyes for her, and she started crying again.

"Why are you crying, bitch?" He asked, stopping his thrust.

"Because I'm happy," she sobbed and looked into his eyes again.

Ayush wiped her tears and started thrusting again.

"Baby, stop for a second," Anjali said suddenly.

Ayush stopped and asked, "What happened, bitch?"

"Can you hold the phone for me?" She questioned and passed him her phone.

"What are you going to do?" Ayush asked, confused.

Anjali didn't answer and proceeded to video call her ex-husband.

"bitch! What are you doing?" Ayush asked again and tried to stop her, but she didn't listen.

"Hello," a voice said from the other side.

"Hi," Anjali replied and looked at him seductively.

"Why are you calling at this time?" Taarak asked her.

"I just wanted to let you know how good my sex life is," Anjali commented.

Ayush watched her in shock and mouthed, "What are you doing?"

Anjali ignored him and continued.

"My my new husband is teaching me some new sex positions," she said proudly and smirked.

"Really?" Taarak questioned with wide eyes.

"Yeah, he is very good at sex," Anjali praised her my new husband.

Taarak didn't say anything, so Anjali continued, "He is very big too; he can even satisfy me, which you never could."

Taarak finally spoke, "Anjali, don't forget I'm still your husband."

"You're not my husband anymore; we're divorced, remember?" She reminded him.

Taarak looked away and said, "I know that."

"So don't interfere in my permy new husbandal life; it's none of your business," Anjali snapped at him and turned the phone to show him her my new husband's cock inside her ass.

"Ahh!" Taarak gasped and turned away.

"Don't disconnect the call; I want you to watch me getting fucked by my my new husband," Anjali ordered him.

Taarak nodded and continued watching them.

"Good boy," Anjali cooed and turned the phone towards herself again.

Ayush was still in shock, and Anjali gestured him to continue.

Ayush slowly started thrusting, and Anjali turned the phone towards Taarak.

"Look, Taarak, my my new husband is fucking me right now," Anjali told him.

Taarak was breathing heavily, and Anjali could see that he was masturbating.

"Are you masturbating, Taarak?" Anjali questioned him.

Taarak replied with a nod and continued masturbating.

"That's good; I want you to see what you lost," Anjali said and turned the phone back to herself.

She moaned and panted, watching Taarak jerk off.

"Ahh… fuck… ahh," Anjali moaned as Ayush sped up.

Ayush grabbed her ass tightly, spreading them apart and giving her ex-husband a good view of his cock going in and out of her ass.

Anjali heard the sounds of Taarak's tiny cock and turned the phone to face him.

"Are you ready to cum?" Anjali asked him seductively.

Taarak moaned and answered with a nod.

"Cum for me, baby," Anjali said in a baby voice, and Taarak shot a tiny rope of cum.

Ayush saw that and chuckled.

Ayush suddenly grabbed Anjali's neck and choked her.

Anjali gasped, and Ayush grunted in pleasure.

"Fuck… ahh… fuck!" Ayush grunted and thrust like a bull.

Anjali's eyes rolled back in pleasure, and she looked at Taarak through the phone.

"Rest, Baby… rest," she said, but Ayush didn't let her.

He continued choking her and fucking her ass at the same time.

Anjali couldn't breathe, and her face was turning red.

Taarak watched them in shock as Ayush abused his ex-wife.

After a while, he finally let go of her neck, and Anjali took big gulps of air.

"Are you okay, Anjali?" He questioned with concern.

Anjali coughed and said, "Yeah, I'm fine."

She then grabbed two filled condoms and showed them to her ex-husband proudly.

"See what my my new husband is capable of doing," she said proudly.

Ayush smiled at her and continued thrusting.

Taarak saw that and said, "Anjali, I'm sorry; I never realized how much you suffered all these years with me."

"I did suffer a lot, and now I'm finally free," Anjali sobbed.

Ayush heard her and said, "bitch, you will never suffer again because you're mine from now on."

Taarak heard that and said sadly, "I'm sorry for not understanding you."

"It's too late now," Anjali replied.

"You can still try to be with me if you want to; we can forget the past and move on," Taarak suggested hopefully.

Anjali laughed and said, "You wish, Taarak; it's over between us."

Taarak stayed silent and just watched them.

"She is my bitch; she will always be mine, so don't try to steal her from me," Ayush told Taarak.

Taarak shook his head and said, "No… I won't."

"See, he is a good boy; you can't even compare yourself to him," Anjali spoke in Hindi.

He picked up the sindoor box again and emptied it on his bitch's scalp, marking her again.

Ayush then proceeded to spank Anjali's ass really hard. Every time his palm landed on her ass, Anjali yelped.

"Why are you spanking her?" Taarak asked.

"He is punishing me for being a bad wife," Anjali answered proudly.

Taarak opened his mouth in shock as he watched Ayush spank his bitch.

"See… isn't he great?" Anjali questioned.

Taarak nodded, unable to speak.

Ayush smiled and continued spanking her.

Anjali was crying again, and Ayush wiped her tears.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked, concerned.

"No, don't stop; I love the pain," Anjali answered and smiled.

Ayush smiled back and continued spanking her.

"You're a great my new husband; you take such good care of her," Taarak commented.

"Of course, I do; she is my bitch," Ayush answered and slapped her ass really hard.

"From now on, I am not your wife anymore, Taarak. I am your my new husband's wife, and I am his randi; do you understand?" Anjali told her ex.

Taarak nodded in sadness, and Anjali smiled victoriously.

"Yes… yes, you're finally free," Taarak said.

Anjali laughed again and said, "Now I just have to satisfy my my new husband and worship him."

"Good girl," Ayush commented and spanked her again.

"Taarak, do you still want to watch?" Anjali questioned her ex.

Taarak thought for a bitchent and said, "Yes, I do."

Anjali smiled again and turned the phone towards Ayush.

"Ahh… fuck! Ahh," Ayush grunted as he fucked his bitch's ass.

His bitch was moaning and panting, and Ayush was grunting in pleasure.

Anjali pushed the phone closer to Ayush's face and said, "Look into the camera, Baby.

Taarak heard him and started crying; he was finally free. He could move on now because Anjali was not his problem anymore.

"Thank you, Baby, thank you," Taarak cried, and Anjali laughed loudly.

Ayush chuckled along with her and proceeded to spank her again.

"Your my new husband really loves you; you're so lucky," Taarak complimented.

"Ahh… ahh!" Anjali moaned, and Ayush laughed.

"He loves me so much he can't control himself," Anjali commented, and Ayush nodded.

"I really can't control myself; my bitch is so hot," he praised her.

Taarak smiled and said, "That's good."

Anjali suddenly gasped, "Baby, please stop."

Ayush immediately stopped and asked her, "What happened?"

"Nothing… just kiss me," she said shyly.

Ayush leaned down and kissed her; Anjali wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed her tongue inside.

Ayush moaned into the kiss and held her tightly.

"Can I cum inside your ass, bitch?" Ayush questioned, and Anjali shook her head.

"Please don't; it's too messy," she said, and Ayhush pouted.

"Okay then," he said sadly.

Anjali smiled at him, and they kissed again.

After a few minutes of making out, Ayush started moving again.

"I'm really close, bitch," he warned her, and Anjali nodded.

Ayush picked up the pace and rammed into her.

"Ahh… Ahh… Ahh!" Anjali screamed in pleasure as her my new husband destroyed her asshole.

Taarak watched as Anjali orgasmed and squirted on the bed.

After a few minutes of hard fucking, Ayush finally came inside the condom.

He pulled out, but the condom was stuck inside because of his size.

Ayush pulled really hard and finally managed to pull out.

Anjali collapsed on the bed, exhausted and satisfied.

Ayush pulled down his pants and sat down beside her.

Taarak could see his huge cock, and he couldn't help but be jealous.

"Ayush, you have a monster cock," he commented, making Ayush smile.

"Thank you," he replied and put the used condom on Anjali's face.

Anjali opened her mouth, and Ayush pushed his cock inside.

She licked and sucked all the juices from it, and Ayush moaned.

"Ahh fuck! That feels really good, bitch!" Ayush groaned as his mother cleaned his cock.

Anjali sucked him dry and licked the tip to get rid of the pre-cum.

Ayush pulled away, and his cock was clean and shiny.

"Thanks, bitch, you're the best!" Ayush praised her, making Anjali blush.

Ayush smiled and placed his cock beside his bitch's face so Taarak could see how big he actually was.

Taarak compared both of their sizes, and he was really jealous of Ayush.

Taarak felt really insulted, so he ended the call and hung up the phone.

Ayush and Anjali just chuckled and ignored him.

"How are you feeling, bitch?" Ayush asked her and lay down beside her.

"Relaxed and satisfied," Anjali answered, and Ayush smiled.

"Good," he commented and kissed her forehead.

Anjali turned towards him and cuddled.

Ayush suddenly felt something dry in his mouth.

He spat and said, "bitch! Can you sit on my mouth?"

Anjali looked at him confused and asked, "Why?"

"Because my mouth is dry, and I need some water," Ayush explained.

"What does that have to do with sitting on your mouth?" Anjali questioned again.

"Just sit on my face, and I'll tell you," he replied.

Anjali thought for a few seconds and finally decided to do what her my new husband wanted.

She straddled his head and asked, "What now?"

"Now just piss," Ayush replied casually.

"What?" Anjali exclaimed.

"Just piss in my mouth," Ayush repeated.

Anjali stayed silent for a few minutes and said, "Okay."

She then relaxed and peed directly into his mouth.

Ayush gulped down all of her piss, and after she was done, he cleaned her pussy and ass with his tongue.

Anjali moaned and grinded against his face.

Ayush then got up and went to the bathroom.

He returned with a big glass of water.

Anjali watched him curiously as he opened his filled condom and dumped it in a big glass.

Ayush proceeded to empty two more condoms into the glass.

He then emptied the glass of water into the mixture and added a few viagra pills.

Anjali watched as he put the whole thing in a blender.

Ayush turned it on and blended everything together.

He poured the mixture into a glass and handed it to his bitch.

Anjali took it hesitantly and drank the whole thing.

She felt full and bloated; her stomach started moving.

"Ayush… what have you done to me?" She questioned with wide eyes.

Ayush just chuckled and said, "Nothing… you just had some vitamins."

Anjali didn't believe him but didn't question him again.

Suddenly she felt really energetic and full of stamina.

"Wow… I feel really good right now," she commented.

"Yeah… you needed some vitamins," Ayush said, and she nodded in agreement.

"Now you can satisfy me," Ayush smirked, and Anjali blushed.

She then straddled him and kissed him passionately.

Ayush returned the kiss, and they made out for a while.

"Ayush," Anjali called his name, and he replied with a moan.

"Huh… what is it?" He asked with a groan.

"Your body is really hard and big," Anjali complimented him.

Ayush smiled proudly and said, "Thank you."

Anjali broke the kiss and looked into his eyes.

"bitch… what's wrong?" Ayush asked, confused.

"I just love you so much; you're my everything," Anjali confessed.

Ayush blushed and said, "I love you too, bitch… more than anything else."

Anjali kissed his forehead and said, "So… tell me… what do you want?"

"Anything… everything… I just want it all," Ayush replied in a sexy tone.

Anjali giggled and asked, "All what?"

"Your entire body and soul; I want everything," Ayush confessed.

Anjali blushed again and nodded.

"Anything for you, Baby," she said and hugged him tightly.

Ayush hugged her back and said, "Good girl… now let's play a game."

Anjali pulled back and asked, "Game?"

Ayush nodded and explained, "Like a roleplay."

Anjali nodded again and said, "Sure, why not? It will be fun."

"What roleplay do you have in mind?" She questioned.

Ayush thought for a few minutes before replying, "I want to roleplay as a rapist father, and you will roleplay as my teen daughter."

"Really… you want to play such a game?" Anjali asked, surprised.

She had never played such a game in her life, but she was excited to try.

"Yes… it will be fun," Ayush convinced her.

Anjali agreed, and Ayush brought the script.

He explained her role, and Anjali memorized everything.

"I am ready," she said to her my new husband.

Ayush got up from the bed and stood beside her.

"Okay, so you'll be sleeping, and then I'll enter the room as your rapist father," Ayush explained again.

Anjali nodded and laid down on the bed.

She acted like she was sleeping, and Ayush entered the room quietly.

Anjali pretended to be asleep, and Ayush snuck behind her.

He wrapped his hand around her mouth and dragged her to the bathroom.

Anjali tried to escape from his grip, but he was too strong.

"Ahh…" Anjali whimpered.

Ayush covered her mouth tightly and dragged her inside.

He then pushed her inside the bathtub and climbed in too.

"Ayush!" Anjali exclaimed, acting shocked.

"Shut the hell up," Ayush growled and choked her.

Anjali gasped and struggled in his grip.

"What are you doing, daddy? Let me go!" She cried.

Ayush laughed maniacally and pushed her to the ground.

He pinned her to the floor and straddled her.

Anjali struggled, but he was too heavy for her to push off.

"Get off me, you fucking pervert," Anjali cried.

Ayush slapped her across the face and told her, "Shut up, you whore."

Anjali glared at him angrily and slapped him back.

"How dare you touch me, you motherfucker," she yelled and hit him again.

Ayush laughed and grabbed her hand.

He held her arms above her head and leaned down.

Ayush kissed her forcefully, and Anjali bit his lip.

"Ahh…" Ayush pulled back with a hiss.

Anjali spat in his face and yelled, "Let go of me, you bastard."

Ayush slapped her again and choked her.

He grabbed her face and squeezed her cheeks.

Anjali whined and struggled.

"Daddy… please stop," she begged, tears running down her face.

Ayush squeezed her throat even tighter and leaned down.

"Stop pretending like you don't want this," he growled into her ear.

"I don't," Anjali choked out.

Ayush shook his head and choked her until she passed out.

He waited for a minute and splashed some water on her face.

Anjali woke up, coughing and struggling for air.

Ayush grabbed her throat again and leaned down.

"I will fucking rape you until you're dead," he growled.

Anjali shook her head, and Ayush choked her again.

"You can't escape me, little girl," he said as he let go of her throat.

Anjali panted and coughed.

She tried to get up, but Ayush pushed her back down.

He climbed on top of her and pulled down his pants.

Anjali's eyes widened as she saw his hard cock.

"W-What the fuck is that?" She asked in shock.

Ayush ignored her and pushed his cock into her mouth.

"Ahh…" She moaned as he pushed it deeper and deeper.

Ayush thrust his hips and pushed her head down.

"Ayush!" She tried to say, but he didn't let her.

Ayush pushed his cock deeper inside and grabbed her head.

He started facefucking her hard and fast.

Anjali choked and gagged.

"Ayush! Ayush! Ayush!" She moaned as she gagged on his cock.

Ayush rammed into her mouth and fucked her mouth like a pussy.

"Ahh… such a good little whore," Ayush praised her as he facefucked her.

Anjali started drooling, and her eyes rolled back.

Ayush pulled out and laughed at her.

He spat on her face and pushed his cock back in.

"Ahh…" Anjali choked, and Ayush started fucking her face again.

He pulled back and slapped her with his dick.

"Ayush!" She moaned and started sucking his cock.

"Ahh yes! Such a good girl," Ayush groaned and thrust his hips.

Anjali gagged, and tears ran down her face, but she didn't stop sucking him.

"Ahh… I'm gonna cum soon," Ayush warned her.

Anjali kept sucking him, and Ayush exploded inside her mouth.

She swallowed everything and cleaned his cock with her tongue.

Ayush pulled back and kissed her.

"Ahh yes… such a good whore," Ayush complimented her.

Anjali just smiled at him.

He then proceeded to flip her over and raise her ass.

Anjali supported herself on her arms and moaned.

Ayush spat on her pussy and thrust his cock in.

"Ahh!" Anjali yelled and moaned in pleasure.

Ayush grabbed her hair and started thrusting into her.

He fucked her really hard and fast while slapping her ass.

"Ahh… yes… yes, daddy," Anjali moaned and pushed back against him.

Ayush spanked her and pulled her hair.

"Ahh… fuck!" He growled as he picked up the pace.

Anjali screamed and moaned loudly.

"Ayush… yes… fuck me," Anjali begged.

Ayush laughed and spat on her asshole.

"Ahh… what are you doing?" Anjali asked in confusion.

Ayush didn't answer and pushed his thumb inside her ass.

"Ahh…" Anjali moaned in pain.

Ayush pushed his thumb in and out while fucking her pussy.

Anjali moaned loudly and climaxed.

"Ahh yes!" She yelled as she squirted all over Ayush's cock.

Ayush pulled his cock out and replaced it with his thumb.

He thrust his thumb in and out of her pussy.

"Ayush… fuck me with your cock," Anjali pleaded.

Ayush chuckled and pushed his cock inside her asshole.

Anjali gasped in pain and yelled, "Ahh… it hurts… please stop."

Ayush ignored her and continued thrusting into her ass.

"Daddy… it hurts!" She cried, and Ayush spanked her.

"You asked for it," he growled, and Anjali stopped talking.

Ayush kept fucking her ass hard and fast.

"Ahh yes! Ahh yes," Anjali suddenly moaned, and Ayush looked down at her.

She was masturbating to his cock in her ass.

Ayush chuckled, and Anjali glanced back at him.

"You like it in your ass, huh?" He questioned, and she nodded.

"I do," Anjali replied and moaned loudly.

Ayush fucked her hard and fast until he came inside her ass.

He pulled out and turned her around.

Anjali was smiling, and her face was covered with drool.

Ayush leaned down and kissed her.

They made out for a few minutes until Ayush broke the kiss.

"Did you like the game?" Ayush asked her excitedly.

Anjali nodded in response and said, "It was fun."

Ayush smiled and pulled her up.

He picked her up in a bridal style and carried her to bed.

Anjali held onto him and kissed his jaw.

"You are so good, Baby," Anjali praised him as he lay her on the bed.

Ayush climbed on top of her and said, "No… you're the best."

Anjali blushed, and he kissed her.

After a few hours of cuddling, Ayush finally decided it was time to make her his.

Anjali noticed the change in his eyes, and she smiled.

She was excited to finally have his kids, and her body was eager to get bred.

She spread her legs wide open and pulled her my new husband closer.

Ayush lay on top of her and kissed her passionately.

They made out, and Anjali pushed her tongue inside his mouth.

Ayush accepted her tongue and sucked on it.

Anjali moaned into the kiss and grinded against him.

Ayush rubbed his cock against her pussy, and Anjali tried to push it in.

Ayush broke the kiss and said, "Not yet, bitch."

Anjali whined, but Ayush kissed her again, silencing her.

They made out again, and Ayush positioned himself above her pussy.

He spit on her pussy and rubbed his cock against it.

Anjali opened her legs wider, and Ayush pushed himself in.

"Hmm… I'm inside you, bitch," Ayush moaned into the kiss.

Anjali pulled away and moaned, "Yes… fuck me."

Ayush picked up the pace and pistoned in and out of her.

"Ahh… yesss… fuck yes!" Anjali screamed, and Ayush grunted.

"Ahh… sooo good," Ayush grunted like a lion.

"What do you want, bitch?" Ayush questioned in between his thrusts.

"I want… ahh yes… I want… you to fuck me and… ahh give… give me… your babies," Anjali requested, and Ayush chuckled.

"Okay, I'll give you everything you want," Ayush said and started thrusting harder and faster.

"Ahh yesss! Ayush… you're the… ahh… best!" Anjali screamed.

Ayush grunted and moaned like a lion as he fucked her.

He bent her legs backwards so much that it reached her ears.

Anjali moaned, and Ayush licked her feet.

"Ahh… yes! Yes!" She screamed.

Ayush sucked her toes, and she orgasmed.

"Ahh fuck! I'm cumming," she announced.

Ayush licked her legs and fucked her faster.

His cock was getting ready to go inside his bitch's unfertilized eggs.

Ayush moaned as his mushroom head finally entered her womb and got stuck there.

"Ahh fuck… I'm stuck inside you," Ayush panted as Anjali screamed in pain.

"Please… please stop… I can't… take it… it's too much," Anjali begged, and tears started running down her cheeks.

Ayush looked down at her, and his eyes were red with huge lust.

Anjali got scared and scratched his back.

"Ahh… please… you're hurting me… it won't fit," Anjali sobbed, and Ayush shook his head.

"Yes, it will fit. You're my mother, and your body is made to take my huge cock," Ayush growled, and Anjali whimpered in fear.

"Ahh no… it's too big… please take it out… I'm begging you," Anjali pleaded, and Ayush just shook his head in disagreement.

"No… I won't take it out until it's over," he announced and started pulling back slowly.

Anjali whimpered and scratched him harder.

"Ahh… stop… don't move it… please," Anjali begged him again, and Ayush slapped her.

He leaned down and bit her nipples.

"Ahh!" She screamed, and he started sucking her nipples.

Ayush started pulling out and pushing back in slowly.

"Ahh… no… stop… it's too painful," Anjali whimpered, and Ayush sucked her nipples harder.

He started pulling more and more out.

"Please… it hurts so much," Anjali whimpered with tears in her eyes.

Ayush looked at her and growled, "Shut the fuck up and take it like the good little slut you are."

Anjali cried even harder, but Ayush ignored her.

He pulled more and more out and pushed back in harder.

"Ahh fuck!" Anjali screamed as he finally pulled all the way out.

Ayush grabbed his cock, which was covered in her blood.

"Ahh, you're on your heat, aren't you?" Ayush questioned, and Anjali looked away in shame.

"I-I…" she couldn't reply.

Ayush growled and slapped her.

"Don't fucking look away from me," he growled, and she looked at him.

"I asked you a question. Answer me, or I'll punish you," Ayush said in a cold voice.

Anjali shivered in fear and nodded.

"Yes, I am on my heat," she replied in a meek voice.

Ayush smirked and said, "Good."

Ayush then pushed back inside her, and she screamed.

"Ahh fuck… it hurts," she cried, and Ayush kissed her.

He silenced her and started pulling in and out again.

"Ahh… n-no… please… no," Anjali begged and tried to push him off, but he was too big and heavy for her.

Ayush pinned down her arms and silenced her with a kiss again.

Ayush then proceeded to piston fuck her.

"Ahh yes! Take it like a good slut," Ayush growled as he pistoned in and out of his mother.

"Ahh… yes… ahh, it's so big," Anjali moaned as her body finally got used to it.

"Fuck yes! Such a good little slut," Ayush grunted as he pistoned faster.

"From now on, your life will be to just worship my cock and push out my babies until you can't reproduce anymore," Ayush told her.

Anjali looked up at him with tears running down her cheeks and nodded.

"Y-yes… I will do anything for you," she replied while screaming in pain.

Ayush smiled down at her lovingly and said, "Good girl."

He leaned down and kissed her lips.

Ayush then pulled out and flipped her over.

He raised her ass and spat on her pussy.

"Ahh… please don't… it's too… ahh big," Anjali cried as he pushed back in.

Ayush grabbed her hips and pistoned into her.

"Ahh! It's too big! Please… take it out," Anjali screamed while trying to get away, but Ayush held her tightly.

He kept pistoning in and out, and she felt a massive pain inside her pussy.

Ayush just grunted and pistoned faster.

"Ahh yes! You feel so good, bitchmy," Ayush grunted, and Anjali moaned.

"P-please… I don't want… it," Anjali sobbed.

Ayush leaned closer and licked her ear.

"Too bad… you're going to have to take it anyway," he said and licked her neck.

"Ahh no… please…" Anjali cried, but Ayush thrust into her harder.

"Ahh yes… take it like the slut you are," Ayush growled in her ear and pistoned harder.

Anjali screamed at every thrust, and Ayush kept on pistoning into her.

"Ahh… you feel so fucking good," Ayush groaned into her ear.

He licked her neck and shoulder as he pistoned into her womb.

"Ahh… take it, take it," Ayush chanted as he pistoned.

She could feel her body releasing two sets of eggs, and she screamed to her my new husband, who was on top of her.

"Yes, bitchmy? What is it?" Ayush questioned.

"I'm ready to become the mother of your babies for the first time," Anjali answered and moaned in pain.

"Good girl," Ayush praised and started pistoning faster.

He grabbed her legs and folded them, pushing her knees close to her stomach.

Anjali yelled in pain, and Ayush pistoned harder and harder.

"Ahh… ahh… yes… more… more… more," Anjali screamed.

Her whole body was in pain, but she didn't want him to stop.

"Ahh yes, you're ready for my seed," Ayush grunted.

He pistoned faster and faster until the bed collapsed.

"Ahh… shit!" Anjali cursed as her body hit the ground, but Ayush didn't let that stop him.

He kept on pistoning and fucking her faster.

"Ahh! I'm going to… cum! I'm going to cum!" Ayush announced, and Anjali nodded.

"Ahh… cum for me, baby… cum inside bitchmy's womb," Anjali encouraged him.

Ayush groaned, and Anjali felt him cum inside her.

She could feel his cum filling up her womb, and she moaned in satisfaction.

"Ahh… it feels so good," Anjali groaned as she felt the last drop of cum filling her womb up.

Ayush pulled out, and cum started leaking out.

"No… no… no… put it back in," Anjali panicked and pushed it back in with her finger.

Ayush chuckled at her and patted her head.

"Calm down, bitchmy. Your body will absorb all of it," Ayush reassured her.

Anjali trusted her my new husband and lay down on the floor.

Her womb was in so much pain, but she felt happy.

"Your womb is in pain, isn't it?" Ayush asked, and she nodded.

"Yes… it's in so much pain," she replied, and he nodded in agreement.

"It will be painful until your body fully absorbs it, but it will be fine," he assured her.

Anjali nodded, and he lay down beside her.

Ayush wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly.

Anjali smiled and hugged him back.

"Thank you, baby," Anjali thanked him.

"For what?" Ayush questioned with a chuckle.

"For giving me a reamy new husband to live and making me your mother," Anjali told him, and Ayush smiled.

He kissed her forehead and said, "Anything for you, bitchmy."

Anjali smiled, and they both drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Anjali woke up naked. She looked down to see her pussy leaking cum. She blushed but didn't bother to clean it off. She got up and stretched, then walked out of the room. Babita was in the kitchen making breakfast, also naked.

Anjali smiled shyly. "Good morning," she greeted.

Babita turned around and smiled back. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?" she asked.

Anjali nodded. Babita grinned mischievously.

"I bet you did. Ayush must have tired you out," she teased.

Anjali blushed. "Yeah, he did," she admitted.

Babita laughed. "I'm sure he did. So, are you ready for your first day as Mrs. Ayush?" she asked.

Anjali smiled excitedly. "Totally," she replied.

Babita smiled back. "Great. Then let's get started," she said happily.

She finished cooking breakfast and set the table. Anjali helped her.

When they were done, Babita called Ayush. He stumbled out of his room, yawning sleepily.

"Morning," he mumbled.

He saw Anjali and Babita standing naked and grinned.

"Wow… two beautiful wives. What more could a man ask for?" he said appreciatively. He walked over to them and pulled them both down on the bed.

He kissed them both passionately. Babita kissed him back just as passionately.

Anjali hesitantly kissed him back too. Ayush deepened the kiss, slipping her his tongue. Anjali moaned and opened her mouth, allowing him to explore her mouth with his tongue. He tangled his tongue with hers before pulling away.

Babita watched with amusement before pulling Anjali into a kiss. Anjali tensed at first but slowly relaxed into the kiss.

She tentatively kissed Babita back. Babita moaned into the kiss. She slipped her tongue into Anjali's mouth.

Anjali allowed her to explore her mouth. Babita tangled her tongue with Anjali's, enjoying the feeling of her soft mouth.

Ayush watched, getting aroused. He loved seeing his wives kiss. Especially when one of them was new to it.

He loved corrupting them. Turning them into his little sluts. And Babita was more than happy to help him. She loved being the experienced one.

She loved showing the new wives how to please Ayush. She loved hearing their moans. She loved feeling their soft lips against hers.

She especially loved when they were shy at first. She loved coaxing them into kissing her back. She loved the feeling of their hesitation giving way to passion.

And she could tell that Anjali was no exception. She could feel Anjali relaxing into the kiss. She could feel her hesitation melting away.

She could feel her passion growing. She moaned in pleasure. She loved this. She loved corrupting Ayush's new wives.

She loved being the one to show them the ropes. She loved being the one to hear their moans for the first time.

She loved the feeling of their soft lips against hers. She deepened the kiss, exploring Anjali's sweet mouth with her tongue. She tangled her tongue with Anjali's before pulling away. They were both breathless. Babita grinned at Anjali. "You're a natural," she teased.

Anjali giggled. "Thanks. I think," she replied.

Babita kissed her again. "You're welcome. Now, let's go eat breakfast," she said.

She pulled Anjali to the table. They both sat down and started to eat.

Ayush joined them, sitting between them. He put his arms around them both. "Eat up, my lovelies. We've got a busy day ahead of us," he said meaningfully.

Babita and Anjali exchanged a look before eating. They had a feeling they knew what he meant. But they would find out soon enough. They finished eating, then got up. Ayush led them back to the bedroom.

"Alright, my lovelies. Today's the day," he announced. Babita and Anjali looked at each other nervously.

Ayush noticed. "What's wrong?" he asked curiously.

Babita hesitated. "Nothing. It's just… are you sure you want to do this?" she asked uncertainly.

Ayush raised an eyebrow. "Do what?" he wondered.

Babita blushed and looked down. "You know," she mumbled.

Ayush frowned. "No, I don't. Care to elaborate?" he asked impatiently.

Babita sighed. "I… it's just… what if you knock me up again?" she asked nervously. Ayush's eyes lit up with excitement.

"So, what if I do?" he asked, grinning.

Babita blushed harder. "It's just… it's so soon after the last pregnancy…" she trailed off.

Ayush laughed. "My dear, sweet Babita. You worry too much," he chided teasingly.

Babita frowned. "I do not!" she denied.

Ayush smirked. "Yes, you do. But don't worry. I promise to take good care of you… and the baby," he assured her.

Babita blushed but nodded. "Okay. If you say so," she said uncertainly.

Ayush kissed her. "I say so. Now, are you ready?" he asked excitedly.

Babita nodded eagerly. "I am," she said determinedly.

Ayush pulled her onto the bed. "Good. Then let the games begin," he said eagerly.

He pushed her onto her back and spread her legs. He positioned himself between them.

Then he slowly slid his cock into her tight pussy. Babita moaned loudly.

"OH FUCK! YESSSS!" she cried out wantonly. Ayush grunted. "Fuck! So tight!" he groaned.

He started to thrust. Babita cried out. "OH YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!" she screamed.

Anjali watched, blushing. She couldn't believe how slutty Babita was acting.

She would've never guessed that the quiet, reserved Babita would be such a slut in bed.

But as she watched, Babita writhed and moaned, crying out Ayush's name.

"YES! YES! RIGHT THERE! FUCK ME RIGHT THERE!" she cried out.

Ayush grunted, thrusting harder. "Take it! Take my big fat cock!" he grunted.

Babita screamed. "YES! I'M TAKING IT! I'M SUCH A SLUTTY LITTLE WHORE!" she cried out. Anjali blushed.

She was shocked. She didn't know that Babita was such a masochist.

But she had to admit… it was kinda hot. She found herself getting aroused.

She bit her lip, trying to hold back her moans. But it was no use. Babita's screams of pleasure and pain were too much.

She started to moan. Ayush heard her and looked over.

He smirked. "Enjoying the show, are we?" he teased.

Anjali blushed and nodded. "Yeah. I am," she admitted.

Ayush chuckled. He thrust harder, making Babita scream.

"Fuck yes! Fuck me! Fuck my tight pussy! Oh my god! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fucking cum!" she screamed. Anjali bit her lip, moaning.

She couldn't help it. Watching Ayush fuck Babita so brutally was turning her on.

She reached down and started to rub her clit. Ayush smirked.

"Like what you see, do you?" he asked smugly.

Anjali nodded, moaning. "Mhm," she moaned. Ayush chuckled and thrust harder.

Babita cried out, cumming hard. "FUCK YES! I'M CUMMING! FUCK! YES!" she screamed.

Ayush groaned, cumming deep inside her. "Fuck! Babita! Take it! Take all my cum!" he grunted. Babita screamed again, cumming even harder.

"YES! I'M A CUMSLUT! I LOVE BEING YOUR CUMDUMP! FUCK YES!" she screamed.

Anjali bit her lip harder, trying not to cum. But it was too late. She was too far gone.

 She came hard, moaning loudly.

Ayush looked over at her and smirked. "Enjoy that show, did you?" he asked teasingly. Anjali nodded breathlessly.

"Mhm. Very much," she replied. Ayush chuckled.

"I'm glad. Now, be a good girl and get on your hands and knees," he instructed. Anjali obeyed, getting on her hands and knees. Ayush positioned himself behind her. He slowly slid his cock into her pussy.

Anjali cried out. "OH GOD! YES! FUCK ME! PLEASE FUCK ME!" she begged.

Ayush thrust into her hard. "Take it, you slut! Take my cock like a good little whore!" he growled.

Anjali screamed. "YES! FUCK YES! OH GOD! I LOVE IT!" she screamed. Babita watched, smiling proudly.

Anjali was a natural. She was a slut through and through.

She loved being fucked like the whore she was. Ayush grunted, thrusting into her harder.

"Such a good little whore. You love my cock, don't you?" he growled. Anjali screamed.

"Yes! Oh god yes! I love it so much! Please don't stop! I'm gonna cum!" she cried.

Ayush smirked and thrust into her even harder. "Cum then, you little slut! Cum all over my cock!" he growled. Anjali cried out, cumming.

"YES! FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" she screamed. Ayush groaned and came hard inside her.

"Fuck! Anjali! Take it all, you whore!" he grunted. Anjali collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily.

"Fuck… that was amazing," she panted. Ayush kissed her.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said smugly. Babita snorted. "Of course she did. She's a born whore," she said teasingly. Anjali blushed but nodded.

"I guess I am," she admitted. Ayush chuckled. "Good girl," he praised.

They spent the rest of the day naked, only putting on their mangalsutras and sindoor. Ayush loved seeing them walk around naked, flaunting their bodies. They would pose for him, teasing him.

Ayush couldn't resist them. He fucked them both again and again. He also took selfies and private vlogs with them, sometimes just photos, other times videos of them playing or relaxing. The girls didn't mind. They loved showing off their love.

They were proud to be his wives. They were proud of their relationship. They weren't ashamed. And Ayush loved that about them. He loved how comfortable they were in their own skin. He loved how confident they were.

He was a lucky man. He had two beautiful wives who loved him. Two beautiful wives who were confident and comfortable in their own skin.

And he couldn't wait to add more to his collection. He couldn't wait to see how many more girls he could win over. How many more girls he could make his wives.

He was excited for the future. Excited for what was to come. Excited to see what other adventures awaited him and his wives. He knew that there would be many.

A few days later, both Anjali and Babita were pregnant with his baby. He was thrilled.

He invited everyone to celebrate. They all showed up, confused about why he was throwing a party.

When they asked, he grinned mischievously. "To celebrate my wife's second pregnancy," he said happily.

They all gasped in shock. They couldn't believe it. "Already?" Komal asked disbelievingly.

Ayush nodded. "Yep. We're expecting our second child together," he said proudly.

They all congratulated him and Babita. Then Ayush announced, "And Anjali is pregnant too!"

Everyone gasped again.

"Already? But how?" Sodhi wondered.

Anjali grinned mischievously and lied, "Oh, well, Taarak and I have been trying for a while now. And I guess it finally worked."

They all congratulated her too. Ayush knew she was lying, but he didn't mind. He was just happy she was pregnant with his baby. And soon, he would have another wife… or two. Or maybe three.

He wasn't sure yet. But he knew he wanted more. He wanted to build his harem. His collection of wives.

He wanted to have many babies with many women. And he knew just the women to do it with.

Madhvi and Roshan. They were perfect. They were beautiful. They were kind. And they were both very fertile.

He knew they would be easy to seduce. He knew they would fall for him easily.

And once they did, they would become his wives. His harem. And they would give him many babies.

He couldn't wait. He couldn't wait to seduce them. To fuck them. To impregnate them. To make them his wives.

He smiled to himself, excited for what was to come.

The next day, Ayush decided to make his move on Madhvi. He talked to Babita and Anjali first.

"So, ladies. I think it's time to expand the family," he said seriously.

Babita and Anjali smiled. "I agree. I think we should bring Madhvi into the fold," Babita said.

Anjali nodded. "I agree too. She would be a perfect addition," she added.

Ayush grinned. "Good. Because she's my next target," he admitted.

Babita giggled. "I figured. I could tell you wanted her," she teased.

Ayush blushed. "You could?" he asked uncertainly.

Babita smirked. "Of course I could. You're not as slick as you think you are," she teased.

Ayush chuckled sheepishly. "I guess not. But she really is beautiful. And she deserves to be happy," he said sincerely.

Anjali smiled warmly. "She does. And I think she would be much happier with us," she agreed.

Babita nodded. "Absolutely. And she would fit in perfectly," she added.

Ayush smiled. "So, you both are okay with it?" he asked.

Babita snorted. "Why wouldn't we be? We can't satisfy you by ourselves. And we both know that," she said pointedly.

Ayush blushed, embarrassed. "Well, I guess you're right. I just… I don't know. I guess I just wanted to make sure you were both okay with it," he explained.

Anjali smiled understandingly. "We know. And we are. Trust me, we are. We want you to be happy. And if that means bringing in more girls, then so be it," she assured him.

Ayush smiled gratefully. "Thank you," he said gratefully.

A few days later, Ayush went to Madhvi's house and knocked on the door. Bhide opened it. "Hello, Ayush. What brings you here?" he asked curiously.

Ayush smiled politely. "I wanted to talk to you and Madhvi about something," he said.

Bhide raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And what might that be?" he wondered.

Ayush smiled. "May I come in?" he asked politely. Bhide nodded.

"Of course. Come on in," he said. Ayush walked into the house. Bhide called out for Madhvi. She came out of the kitchen. "Yes? What is it?" she asked.

"Ayush's here. He wants to talk to us about something," Bhide explained.

Madhvi smiled politely. "Oh? What about?" she wondered. Ayush smiled.

"Your pickle business," he replied. Madhvi and Bhide looked at each other in confusion. "What about it?" Madhvi asked.

Ayush smiled again. "I want to help. I want to become your partner," he announced.

Madhvi and Bhide were shocked. "What? Really?" Madhvi asked disbelievingly. Ayush nodded.

"Yep. Really," he confirmed. They both stared at him, shocked. "Why?" Bhide wondered.

Ayush shrugged. "Because I want to. Because I believe in you two and your business. And I want to help you make it a success," he explained. Madhvi blushed, flattered.

"Thank you. But… we couldn't ask you to do that," she said politely.

Ayush waved his hand dismissively. "Nonsense. I'm offering. And I assure you, I'm quite serious about it," he insisted.

Bhide was hesitant. But the greed in his heart made him accept the offer. "Well… if you're sure…" he said hesitantly.

Ayush smiled warmly. "I'm positive," he assured him.

And so, Ayush became the third partner of Madhvi's pickle business. Bhide was over the moon with happiness. He could finally live his dream. He could finally travel all over the country. And get paid for it. He was so happy he could cry. And Madhvi was happy too.

She could finally make her business a success. She could finally live a comfortable life. She could finally give her family a good life. And she could finally fulfill her dream of being a successful businesswoman.

They both thanked Ayush profusely. Ayush smiled. "You don't have to thank me. I'm happy to help. It's the least I can do for two hardworking individuals like yourselves," he assured them.

Bhide smiled happily. "Well, thank you anyway. Now, we better get to work," he said eagerly. He left his house for business. For a whole month, he traveled all over the country.

Ayush sent him all over the place, making sure he did as much work as possible. He even gave him extra money for the trouble.

Bhide was thrilled. He had never seen so much money in his life. He had never felt so rich. He was over the moon.

His greed had blinded him to the fact that his wife was being seduced by a man ten years younger. He didn't care. As long as he got money, he didn't care.

So, he left his wife and daughter in the care of Ayush, who was more than happy to take care of them.

Especially Madhvi. He had plans for her. Plans to seduce her. To fuck her. To impregnate her. To make her his wife.

And once Bhide was gone, he set his plans into motion. Madhvi was sad. Her husband was gone. Her daughter was too busy with her own life.

And so, she found herself alone. Ayush took notice of this. He decided to make his move. He went to her house.

"Madhvi, there's a business trip to Goa. I need you to come with me," he said. Madhvi looked at him skeptically.

"Why me? Can't you go alone?" she wondered. Ayush shrugged.

"I could. But I would feel better if you came with me. Please?" he requested.

Madhvi sighed. She wanted to say no. She wanted to stay home. But he looked so pitiful. She couldn't resist him.

"Okay. I'll come with you," she agreed. Ayush grinned.

"Great. Pack your bags. We're leaving in an hour," he instructed.

Madhvi nodded and went to pack her bags. Ayush called Babita.

"Hey. I'm going to Goa with Madhvi for a few days. Can Sonu stay with you?" he requested. Babita giggled.

"Of course she can. I would love to have her," she agreed happily.

"Great. I'll send her over. We're leaving soon," he informed her.

Babita wished him a safe trip and hung up. Ayush smiled and went to pick up Madhvi.

When he arrived, she was waiting for him. She looked nervous. "Are you sure about this?" she asked uncertainly.

Ayush took her suitcase. "Of course. We'll have fun, I promise," he assured her.

Madhvi nodded uncertainly and got into the car with him. They left for the airport. Ayush drove.

When they arrived, they boarded their plane. Madhvi sat next to him. "So… tell me about this business," she said, trying to make small talk. Ayush smiled.

"Well… there's not much to tell, to be honest. I just need you there for moral support, really," he admitted honestly.

Madhvi raised an eyebrow. "Really? So… you don't really need me for the business?" she asked, surprised.

Ayush shook his head. "No. But I need you for something else," he said mysteriously. Madhvi looked confused.

"What do you mean?" she asked, bewildered. Ayush just smiled. He wouldn't say anything else.

The flight landed and they got off. Ayush had already booked a hotel room for them. They got into a taxi and went there. Ayush carried their suitcases. He opened the door to their room.

Madhvi gasped. "Wow… this is… this is really nice," she complimented.

Ayush smiled. He had booked the best room. A room fit for newlyweds. He had even gotten rose petals, flower bouquets, and candles.

Everything a girl could want. "Do you like it?" he asked, feigning innocence.

Madhvi blushed. "Y-Yes. It's very nice," she stuttered. Ayush smiled smugly.

"I'm glad," he said, satisfied. Madhvi looked around. There was only one bed. She looked at Ayush nervously.

"Um… where will you sleep?" she asked, embarrassed.

Ayush smiled innocently. "Right there," he said, pointing at the bed.

Madhvi looked at him in shock. "What? With me?" she asked, stunned. Ayush nodded, still smiling innocently.

"Yep," he said simply. Madhvi stuttered, "B-But… w-Why?" she wondered.

Ayush just shrugged. "I don't like sleeping alone," he said nonchalantly. Madhvi didn't know what to say. So she said nothing.

They unpacked their things. Madhvi unpacked her clothes and her nightgown. Ayush unpacked his clothes and his toiletries.

They both went to their meeting. Madhvi presented their pickles to their clients. And they closed a deal.

100 crores. Madhvi couldn't believe her eyes. She was a crorepati now. She couldn't believe how easy it had been. How easily Ayush had made her a crorepati. She looked at him gratefully.

"Thank you," she said gratefully.

Ayush smiled. "You're welcome," he replied happily.

He drove her back to the hotel.

"Let's celebrate," he suggested.

Madhvi agreed. They went to a small guest house. Ayush paid for their dinner.

Madhvi still didn't know his true intentions. She was happy, though. She was finally rich.

And Ayush was the one who made her that way. She was so happy she hugged him tightly.

She felt his muscular body. She blushed. He was really strong. She could feel his muscles. His abs. His chest.

He was built like a Greek god. She felt her attraction to him grow. But she shook it off.

She was a married woman. She couldn't feel this way about another man. She pulled away from him. "Sorry," she said apologetically.

Ayush smiled understandingly. He knew what she was thinking. He knew what she wanted.

But he would wait. He would wait for her to make the first move.

He wouldn't force himself on her. Not yet, at least. They finished dinner and left. Ayush took her back to their room. Madhvi went to change. She put on her nightgown and came out.

Ayush was already on the bed, shirtless. He smiled at her. "Goodnight," he said.

Madhvi wished him goodnight and went to her side of the bed. She lay down. Ayush turned off the light and they both went to sleep.

Madhvi slept soundly. But she had a dream. A dream about Ayush. They were together.

Making love. Kissing. Hugging. She woke up with a start. She turned to face him. He was sleeping soundly.

She looked at his naked chest. His muscles. She felt her desire for him grow.

She shook it off, though. She didn't want to cheat on her husband. But she was so lonely. And Ayush was so good to her. She didn't know what to do.

So she decided to go back to sleep. She turned away from him and closed her eyes. But she couldn't sleep.

She kept thinking about Ayush. About how sexy he was. About how kind he was.

About how much she wanted him. She kept tossing and turning. She couldn't sleep.

But she didn't want to wake him up. So she tried her best to sleep.

The next morning, Ayush woke up first. He looked at Madhvi, who was still sleeping. He gently shook her awake. "Wake up," he said softly.

Madhvi woke up with a jolt. She rubbed her eyes sleepily. "What time is it?" she wondered.

Ayush looked at the clock. "It's 8:00. We have a meeting at 11:00," he informed her. Madhvi nodded.

"Okay," she said. She got out of bed.

She went to the bathroom and washed her face. She brushed her teeth and tied up her hair. She went out to see Ayush cooking breakfast.

He was shirtless. His muscles were on full display. His abs looked so good. His back looked so sexy. She admired him.

But then she felt guilty. She shouldn't be feeling this way.

He was her friend's husband. And she was a married woman. But she couldn't help it. He was just too sexy.

And he was much better than her husband. He was younger. More handsome. More muscular. He didn't have a bald head.

And he made her rich. While her husband didn't. She shook her head. She shouldn't think like that. She loved her husband.

She couldn't cheat on him. Even if he was away. She forced herself to snap out of it. She went to the table and sat down. Ayush brought them their breakfast. They ate together.

Madhvi was very quiet. Ayush noticed. "What's wrong?" he asked, concerned.

Madhvi shook her head. "Nothing," she replied. Ayush raised an eyebrow.

"Really?" he asked, disbelieving. Madhvi nodded. Ayush looked at her intently. Then he sighed.

"Okay. If you say so," he said, dropping the subject. They finished their breakfast and went to their meeting.

Madhvi presented their products again. And they closed another deal. They went back to their hotel. They spent the whole day in the hotel.

They ordered room service for lunch and dinner. They watched TV and talked. They had a lot of fun together.

Madhvi felt so happy. She was having so much fun with him. She loved his company. She enjoyed his presence.

He was so much fun to be with. So much more fun than her husband. She loved talking to him.

She loved listening to him. She had so much to talk about. They talked for hours.

They talked about everything. Their pasts. Their presents. Their futures. Madhvi told him about her husband. How she met him. How she married him. How he had changed.

Ayush listened intently. He comforted her. He held her hand.

She felt shy. She hadn't held a man's hand apart from her husband in years. But she didn't pull away.

She enjoyed the warmth of his hand. The way he caressed her hand. The way his thumb traced circles on her palm.

It was comforting. She felt safe with him. She didn't want him to let go.

But she knew it was wrong. She was a married woman. And he was a married man. She reluctantly pulled her hand away. Ayush looked disappointed.

But he didn't say anything. "Sorry," Madhvi apologized. Ayush shook his head.

"You don't have to apologize. I understand," he assured her. Madhvi smiled gratefully.

"Thanks," she said thankfully. They talked some more. They talked until late at night.

Then they decided to sleep. They lay on the bed together. Ayush faced her. "I have a proposition for you," he said.

Madhvi looked curious. "What is it?" she asked, intrigued. Ayush hesitated.

"Let's just say… we forget who we are married to. Just for today. Just to cheer you up," he suggested. Madhvi raised an eyebrow.

"What do you have in mind?" she asked curiously. Ayush shrugged.

"Nothing much. Just a date. You and me," he suggested. Madhvi thought for a moment.

She wanted to say yes. She really did. She wanted to spend time with him. But she knew it was wrong.

She couldn't go on a date with another man. Especially not her friend's husband.

She didn't want to hurt anyone. But Ayush could see the desire in her eyes. She wanted this.

She wanted him. And he wanted her. He wanted this too. But he wouldn't force her.

If she wanted it, she had to make the first move. He wouldn't make it for her.

He wouldn't risk losing her. If she wanted to go on a date with him, she would have to say it herself. He wouldn't say it for her. So he decided to give her a little push. He needed to make her feel more comfortable.

"Come on. Just one date. We go out. Have some fun. And then we forget about it. Deal?" he suggested. Madhvi hesitated. But she really wanted to.

And he did say they would forget about it afterwards. He wouldn't try anything. He wouldn't take advantage of her. So she decided to agree. "Okay. Let's do it," she finally agreed. Ayush smiled happily.

"Great!" he exclaimed happily. Madhvi blushed.

"Wait here. I'll be right back," she said and got up.

She went to the restroom to change. Ayush sat on the bed and waited for her. After a while, she came out. She wore a blue sari. She had removed her mangalsutra and her sindoor. She looked very pretty.

Ayush admired her. She was really beautiful. He wanted her so bad. But he waited. He wouldn't rush her. She had to make the first move.

She had to decide what she wanted. He wouldn't decide for her. He got up. "Let's go," he said.