Forceful Sex With My Married Colleague

This is a continuation from my previous story which I had uploaded titled; 'Taking Usha's Virginity. 'To bring you up to speed, my name is Sunil and I hail from Delhi. I work in State Bank of India in Bangalore and had a couple of months prior had sex with a married colleague of mine, Usha. Usha was from Trivandrum and was a Tamilian Brahmin. She was a couple of years older than me, dark, slim and tall, around 5'8″.

Usha had seduced me after a party to have unprotected sex with her in order to become pregnant since her husband Vivek had a very low sperm count and it was nearly impossible for them to conceive. But to my luck, the fucking had not resulted in any pregnancy. Vivek had also got a transfer from Trivandrum and had moved in with Usha in Bangalore.

Usha had largely ignored me in the office the weeks after our night of passion, and it was really starting to annoy me. She rarely talked about anything but work, even when I tried throwing in subtle hints about the amazing sex that we had. The lack of emotion was really getting to me. I felt like her sex toy, something that had got used and now, having served its purpose, had been discarded. Perhaps her husband was satisfying her enough in bed...

"Sunil"

I was shaken from my train of thought as Usha called out my name. She was standing next to my chair with a couple of files.

"Yes, Usha?" I enquired, trying to avert my gaze from her breasts which were uncomfortable close to my face.

"Listen, these files have returned from the Manager. There are some changes marked. Please carry them out as required."

"Sure". I could feel my cock slowly stir under my trousers. Ever since our tryst, Usha had ditched her usual frumpy Salwar Suits and had taken to wearing form fitting Salwars without dupattas. Today she had on a sheer yellow kameez with quite a deep neck with showed at least an inch of her dark, deep cleavage. I did not know why she was doing so, given her cold treatment towards me, but the sight of her made me want to masturbate to relieve the pressure that was growing in my loins.

"And Rahul, one more thing."

"What?"

"I'm not pregnant."

That came as a shock to me, as I had ejaculated string after string of my semen into her fertile womb when we had sex. So I was relieved that she had not gotten pregnant with my child.

"Good. Is that all you wanted to tell me, or is it something else."

"No, it's like this..." she lowered her voice even further to avoid anyone hearing her.

"I want you to fill me again Rahul. Come to my place and fuck me."

That was the second shock in just a few seconds. I could not believe the words that were coming out of Usha's mouth. But I was still hurt and did not want her to think that she had me.

"Why Usha? Is it because I could not get you pregnant last time. You tricked me, seduced me into fucking you. Why should I believe anything you say to me?"

"No, Rahul. It's nothing like that. I do not want this for conceiving a child. I want it for my own pleasure."

I could not believe my ears, yet I wanted to know more, and wanted her to beg for me to come over and sleep with her again.

"But isn't Vivek at home these days? You guys must be having a lot of sex, the newlyweds that you are."

"Please Rahul, he cannot satisfy me. He only focuses on his pleasure." Her voice was trembling as she came even closer.

I knew that I had her. Why would I give up this opportunity to fuck her again? Yet I wanted this to be on my terms, and to avoid any surprises.

"Are you sure you want me Usha?"

"Of course Rahul, please come over."

"Ok, But it has to be on my terms. Anything I want to do with you, I will. Do you agree?"

There was a slight hesitation before she replied "Yes."

"I want you the entire night. You have to show me that there are condoms in the house before we start. Else I am walking out immediately. Is that understood?"

"Yes," she replied, with barely a whimper.

"I will do anything I want with you, and you will obey. You are going to be my personal slut, understood?"

She nodded her head in silent agreement.

I told her to tell me the time one day in advance, and sent her off.

On Friday Evening I received a text from her.

MY PLACE. SATURDAY NIGHT. 8 PM. VIVEK HAS GONE FOR A BUSINESS TRIP

My heart was pounding in my chest as I rang the doorbell to her flat at 8:00 PM sharp. I did not still know if she was trying to test me, or fool me into making her pregnant again. So to be safe, I had carried an Ultra-Thin Durex Condom.

Usha opened the door and ushered me in quickly, before the neighbours could see me. The drawing room was dark as she locked the door behind her.

I dropped my bag on the sofa as she turned on the lights. As I turned around I could not believe the sight that was before me.

Usha was wearing a long satin red robe which hugged her curves at all the right places. The robe was tied by a string around her waist, leaving a gap in the middle. Under it, I could see that she had on a white lace bra and panty, exactly the same that she was wearing when she had seduced me the last time. Her makeup was done minimally, with kajal and some pink lipstick, as her hair flowed loose and ran down her shoulders.

I was immediately aroused and was mesmerized for a few seconds as Usha came up to me and put her arms around my neck, looking into my eyes with longing and lust.

"So Rahul, do you like what you see?"

"Very much so..." my voice trailed off as I regained my senses, and I remembered what I had said. That she was to be my personal slut and she would do whatever I wanted her to. I was not going to allow her the pleasure for seducing me and making me do what she wanted.

"But if you remember Usha, you are my personal slut this night. And I do not like what you are wearing."

She looked at me with disappointment, as I slowly removed her arms from around my neck.

"I have something different planned for tonight. It's a role play."

Usha looked at me quizzically, not knowing what would come next.

"But in this one, I am forcing you against your wishes, and you do not like it. And I will be rough with you. Do you understand?"

"But Rahul, I wanted to have a lovely time like we had earlier. I want you to make love to me tonight."

"Usha. I thought we had an agreement. Or I'll put it to you this way. Either you do what I tell you to or else I'll walk out of here."

"No Rahul. Please. I'll do whatever you tell me to." I could see from the look in her eyes that I had her then. She was desperate to have me in bed. Desperate enough to agree to this condition of mine.

"Fine Usha. In that case, I want you to change. I want you to put on what you were wearing in office last week. The green salwar suit. And here are the ground rules for our role play. You are an office colleague who is being forced to sleep with her team mate so that her husband would not come to know about her one night stand. The safe word is 'Sunshine'. If you want me to stop at anytime, you will say it out loud, and I will stop. But then, I will leave immediately. Also, I will be rough with you. I will bite you and even slap you at times. You can stop it if you want, but then I will leave. Do you understand?"

She nodded her head mutely.

"Fine. Do you have the condoms?"

"They are in the drawer by the bed" she replied as the closed the door to her bedroom in order to change.

I sat on the sofa for what seemed like an eternity. I could not believe that this was happening. But still a part of me was a bit suspicious as to why Usha had agreed to my demands. No matter, I will soon know if she wants me bad enough.

The bedroom door opened and Usha stood there, in the green kameez and black tights that she had worn in office. She had worn her small black bindi and her hair was loose and flowing.

I approached her as she looked at me, expectantly.

Before she could react I pulled her head towards mine and started kissing her luscious pink lips. She responded and starting nuzzling her tongue towards me. My tongue met hers as we french kissed each other, and I put my arms around her shapely back.

I suddenly pulled away and she looked at me, befuddled.

I forcefully grabbed her breasts in my hands and squeezed them hard. Usha winced in pain and started to protest "Be gentle Rahul."

"Why Usha? Don't forget, if you want me to stop, I will tell your husband about your affair."

"Rahul, please..."

"If you don't want to play along I have no problem leaving right now bitch." I replied in a tone of voice which even surprised me. I was harsh with her. I was going to force her against her wishes.

Usha fell silent and gave the hint of a nod in agreement.

"Good, because I want you to now suck my cock."

"Ok Rahul. I'll just take you to the bed."

"No bed slut. Get on your knees and suck me off."

Usha hesitated for just a second, and then slowly got on her knees. Her face was at level with my throbbing erection.

"What are you waiting for slut? Stop pretending as if you've never done it before."

Usha complied, and unbuttoned my trousers. She then unzipped my and pulled my trousers down to the ground.

My erection was throbbing under my day old briefs. I had purposely not had a bath that day or changed my underwear as I wanted to find out if Usha really wanted me badly enough to put up with these disgusting smells. I also had a desire to get back at her after she had used me the last time.

Usha winced as she got a scent of my urine stained briefs. She looked up at me and I did not hesitate or change my stance.

"Why did you stop bitch? Do you not want my hard cock? Or would you rather your Vivek found out."

Usha pulled down my briefs and my five inch cock sprang free from its confines. The scent was even stronger now but it did not seem to put her off too much. There was already some precum on the head. She wrapped her right hand around my dark brown shaft and started stroking me. My cock reared at the touch of her soft hands and I felt the pleasure which I had missed for the past few weeks.

Her thumb and forefinger squeezed the head of my uncircumcised cock and I felt my knees start to tremble as the pleasure shuddered through my body. Usha then started stroking my cock even faster, her hand having a vice like grip as her thumb and forefinger kept running under the ridge of the head as I felt the pleasure start to build really fast.

It's then that I suddenly realized that she was stroking me off so that she would not have to suck me. She wanted me to ejaculate as quickly as possible.

I squeezed her arm and stopped her from stroking me.

"Did I tell you to give me a handjob? No. I wanted you to suck me off. Do it now."

Usha hesitated and did not remove her hand from my throbbing erection.

Suddenly, my right had flashed as I slapped her cheek with force. It was not a hard slap, but it took her by surprise and she let go of her grip.

"Look, if you do not want to do it, I am ready to leave."

Usha looked at me, hurt, and slowly brought her lips up to my cock. She took the shaft in her hand and rolled down the foreskin.

I had purposely not washed underneath my foreskin even since her proposal, so she was greeted by the sight of white smegma on my head. The smell of the smegma, urine and precum was enough to make her gag, but she gingerly wrapped her lips around my head.

The past few weeks had not changed anything. As soon as her lips touched the soft skin of my head, I felt like I was going to explode. Her mouth and especially her lips were soft, warm and wrapped around my cock like a glove.

She took in another inch of my cock and started moving her head up and down. I looked down at her, my married conservative colleague who had turned into such a slut, as she continued to suck me off. Her tongue would run under the ridge of my cock and make me shudder with pleasure.

But this time, I wanted more than that. So without warning, I grabbed the back of Usha's head and pushed my cock in as deep as I could. Usha was caught unawares gagged as my cock head hit the back of her throat as I pushed my hips in harder with every thrust. She tried to move her head away but I held it firmly and continued to use her mouth as my personal sex object, ramming my cock in as deep as I could.

As I looked down and saw her helpless as I rammed my cock in as deep as I could, the feeling of pleasure overwhelmed me. Her mouth felt so soft and wet, and as I drove my cock in the underside of the head kept rubbing against her tongue. The effect of both had me approaching an orgasm quite quickly.

"Usha, I'm going to cum baby." I said in a moment of weakness.

"Mmmmmmm..." were the cries of protest as Usha tried to push away my thighs. But I continued to hold onto her head as my cock pistoned in and out of her wet, warm mouth.

"I'm Cumming baby, I'm Cumming" I screamed as my orgasm hit me. The first string of semen hit the back of her throat and I swear I had never ejaculated so much in my life. String after String of semen ejaculated my hard cock into Usha's unwilling mouth.

After the last string of semen had dribbled from my cock Usha tried to push me off, but I was not having any of that today.

"I want you to drink my cum Usha. You are my slut after all."

"Ummmm" was the only sound Usha could muster as my semi hard cock prevented her from spitting out my seed. My hands held around her head also stopped her.

Usha relented and swallowed my semen as that was the only way she would not choke.

It was then that I let go of her head as the collapsed onto the floor, small tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Why, Rahul?"

"Did you not like that Usha? If you didn't, I will leave right now." This was the moment of truth. I had humiliated Usha and forced her to drink my cum, but I was not going to force intercourse upon her unless she wanted it."

"No, its ok," she mumbled. "Can I please go to the bathroom?"

Feeling a bit sorry for her, I agreed, and I could hear her spit and gargle, trying to remove the taste of my cock from her mouth.

As she came back into the bedroom, I could see that her nipples were poking through her dress. She was actually enjoying it, this humiliation and the roleplay. Seeing her like that turned me on even more and my cock started stirring again.

"Get onto the bed Usha." I said, my voice commanding a tinge of authority which I would never have used before.

Usha complied and sat on the bed, trying not to convey the fact that she was turned on.

"Now get on the bed on all fours and turn your ass towards me."

Usha got onto the bed and knelt on her elbows and knees, like a bitch. Seeing her round, shapely ass in her black tights, with the curve of her underwear made me even harder.

I pulled off my trousers completely and unbuttoned my shirt. Removing my vest, I was completely naked.

I went to the edge of the bed and grabbed each of Usha's butt cheeks with my hands. God, they felt so soft and warm. Usha squirmed as I squeezed them harder. I then pulled up Usha's kameez, exposing her well-toned and supple midriff. Yet that was not my focus right now.

Putting my thumbs into the elastic waistband, I started pulling down her tights and her underwear simultaneously. It was difficult in her kneeling position and I could only get them down to her knees.

"Take them off Usha."

Usha turned around and sat on the bed. She proceeded to pull down her tights and her panties, which crumpled down at the floor.

Looking at her hairy pussy, I could see that it was already moist, with a small dribble of her juices leaking down her inner thigh.

So it came as a shock when suddenly said 'Sunshine'.

"What Usha?"

"I'm sorry Rahul. I just cannot do this anymore. I realize that I have cheated on Vivek and am turning into a slut. I'm sorry, but I want you to leave. Please go."

"I wanted to get you here today and make me pregnant. Vivek's parents are really insistent for a child. But then I realized that you are really fair. What if the baby turns out like that. Noone will believe it is Vivek's child. I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking."

I was shocked. I had expected that Usha had invited me over to try and make her pregnant, but had not expected her to resist me, especially since her body seemed to convey a different tone from her words. And I was really turned on and horny seeing her wet dribbling pussy, waiting for a hard cock to fill it. Seeing Usha like that, a married woman semi-naked before me, pushed me over the edge. I was not going to be denied today.

"No Usha"

"Rahul, please..."

Before she could finish her statement I grabbed her by her shoulders and pushed her down to bed.

Usha was pinned down by her shoulders, and I got on top of her.

"Rahul, stop it Rahul. We are not role playing anymore. Please stop it now or else..."

"Or else what Usha? Would you scream? Shout out for help? Would Vivek want you to be with him when he realizes that you were screwing around with me."

"I'll tell him that you tried to rape me." Usha was panicking now, her voice was hoarse and quivering.

"Fine. Tell him that then. And what explanation would you have for me coming over tonight? Especially on the day when he had left for a business meeting."

Usha knew that she had no excuses left. She was trapped, and yet, her arms were clawing at the air, trying to push me away.

She was sobbing now, "Please Rahul, don't do this. Please."

I knew it was so wrong, forcing myself upon Usha like this. But she had invited me over, and had wanted me to make her pregnant. She had lied to me. And that made my angry, but turned me on even more.

Looking at the tears rolling down, I was filled with a savage lust. She was mine. All mine tonight. And I was going to ravage her.

So I lowered my body and tried to kiss her.

She moved her head to the side, trying to deny me of the pleasure that I wanted.

I moved my lips and kissed her on her neck. She was still trying to push me away, but I could feel a small tremor going through her body as I planted a couple of kisses on her neck again.

Suddenly, Usha's right hand got free and clawed at my face. Her red fingernails scratched my cheeks, and almost pushed my away.

I broke my arms free from her shoulders and held her wrists with a force that surprised even me. I pinned her down to the bed and pushed her arms wide, holding them down with force.

"Rahul" she weakly protested, her eyes still moist with her drying tears.

I ignored her feeble protests and went back to her neck. I was so savagely turned on, I did not care what she thought. I bit her neck quite hard, and she winced in pain.

I was beyond caring now, oblivious to her protests. I but her neck again and again, in two separate places, leaving bruise marks which were visible even on her dark brown skin.

"You like that, don't you Usha"

She did not reply, but I could see that her nipples had become even harder than before. They were poking right through her fabric.

Moving my head down, I kissed her below her neck, down to the V of her neckline where her cleavage was. Her kameez had four white buttons below the neckline, allowing me to reveal her ample breasts which were hidden.

I moved her wrists together and held them with my right hand, but she was too strong. She was trying to break my grip and I realized that I could not hold her like that and enjoy her body.

I then spotted from the corner of my eye, a dupatta lying on the bed, crumpled.

Usha was trying hard to move her hands, but I managed to reach and grab the dupatta with my free hand and brought it to her wrists.

"Rahul, think about what you are doing. Please stop."

"Usha, don't worry. I will not force you, not unless you want me to."

Usha looked relieved for a second, but then I brought the dupatta up and started binding her wrists with it. Usha was silent now, not saying anything. Instead her eyes were closed, but I could see that she was breathing heavily. Her chest was heaving with her breasts, and I knew that while she might protest, her body was obeying her.