The room was filled with the sounds of passion and lust as Shreya’s body trembled with every powerful thrust. “Fuck me, Daddy! Harder, please!” she cried out. Her voice was hoarse and filled with desire.
Her anonymous lover was relentless, pounding into her from behind, gripping her slender waist firmly. Each deep penetration made her scream in pleasure. Her pussy clenched around his thick shaft.
“You like that, you little slut?” a deep voice growled in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. He spit into her mouth, a degrading act that only fueled her desire further. “You’re my dirty girl, aren’t you? Taking it like a good whore.”
Shreya: Yes, Daddy, I am your slut,
Shreya’s moans echoed in the room, her face pressed against the pillow, tears of pleasure rolling down her cheeks. “Yes, Daddy! I’m your slut. Fuck me harder, own me!” She was lost in the raw, primal sex, her body on fire.
The mystery man fucked her mercilessly. His hands reached forward and squeezed her breasts, pinching her sensitive nipples. He gave bite marks all over her boobs, causing her to arch her back and cry out even louder.
The pleasure was intense, bordering on pain, but she craved every second of it. “Spank me, Daddy! Mark me as yours!” she begged, her ass presenting itself for punishment. And he obliged.
His hand came down hard on her soft, round cheeks, leaving a stinging sensation. It only added to the overwhelming pleasure. The sound of spanking was so rhythmic.
Every spank told her that he owned her, “You’re mine, you hear me? My little fuck doll,” he growled, his breath hot on her neck. He gave a love bite on her neck.
The intense pounding continued, and Shreya’s pussy clenched tighter with each thrust, her orgasm building rapidly. “I’m going to cum, Daddy! Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!” she screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably. Her lover’s thick cock triggered an explosion of pleasure within her.
He didn’t give a second for her to relax. He was fucking her faster. She was on top of the world called pleasure. No words were found in grammar to express her feelings.
Shreya put a lock with her legs on his hip. She wanted him deep. He realised what she had done. He slapped her and spat in her mouth.
Shreya: Yes, Daddy, use me more hard. Fuck me harder. Cum inside me, Daddy.
Every thrust of him was deeper, he couldn’t hold it any longer. He released his cum inside her. He fell on her. He saw her pink tits, he started sucking them and bit them again.
Shreya: You are a monster in bed, Daddy. (she started to cry, her tears flow increased) I am sorry, Daddy.
Character introduction :
But who was this man, and why was Shreya being so submissive and erotic with him? This is a story of passion, desire, and unexpected twists involving three intriguing individuals.
Anjo Rajput, a charismatic and successful young man, had it all. At 29, he stood tall and confident, his dark eyes holding a hint of arrogance. As the only son of a powerful politician, he had grown up with privilege and influence.
Anjo’s presence commanded attention. His handsome features, chiselled jaw, and well-maintained physique made him irresistible to many. His career in Bangalore’s tech industry was thriving. His wealth and status made him a catch for any woman.
However, beneath the surface, Anjo had a darker side. His temper was legendary, and he struggled to control his anger, often letting it get the better of him. In his relationship with Shreya, he had become complacent, taking her love and devotion for granted.
He was unaware of the storm brewing in his seemingly perfect life. Shreya, a stunning 26-year-old woman, had a captivating beauty that turned heads wherever she went. Her petite frame, with perfect curves and a round, firm ass, was a sight to behold.
Her breasts were a delightful handful, with pink nipples that begged to be sucked. Her skin, smooth and fair, radiated a natural glow. Her long, dark hair framed her innocent-looking face. But beneath her sweet exterior, Shreya had a wild side, a side that craved passion and adventure.
She had moved to Bangalore from Assam, leaving her conservative upbringing behind. In the city, she found freedom and a new sense of self. Her past relationships had been disappointing. Men who only wanted her for her beauty and were unable to satisfy her sexually.
But when she met Anjo, it was different. Their love was intense and passionate, and she felt a connection she had never experienced before. Over the past three years, they had been in a live-in relationship. Shreya had become comfortable, but a part of her longed for more.
She wanted to explore her sexuality, to experience the kind of raw, unadulterated pleasure she had only read about. Little did she know that her life was about to take an unexpected turn.
Enter Shiv, a young man with an air of confidence and a mysterious charm. At 21, he was already a force to be reckoned with. His tall, muscular build and intense brown eyes commanded attention.
Shiv had a way with women, a natural charisma that drew them to him. But he was selective, choosing his partners carefully. He enjoyed the thrill of the chase and the power he held over those who desired him.
Shiv had a reputation as a skilled lover. His magic fingers and dominant nature left women begging for more. He took pleasure in their submission, enjoying the feeling of control.
His past relationships had been brief encounters. He left a trail of broken hearts and satisfied women. But Shiv had a secret—a reason for his reluctance to commit fully.
But who was that mystery person? What’s his connection with Shreya? Was it Anjo or Shiv? All of these questions will be answered soon in the coming part.
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Next Part: Web Of Desires – Part 2 – Shreya’s Passion for Anjo