Beautiful Doctor Nausheen Receives Unwanted Anal - Part 2

After confirming that the receptionist would leave like clockwork at 4:45 PM on Thursdays, leaving just Dr. Nausheen and I in the office, my fantasies turned toward forcing anal sex on Dr. Nausheen on a Thursday afternoon. For weeks, I would masturbate several times a day thinking about having anal sex with Dr. Nausheen right there in her office. I would always ejaculate fast and hard to this fantasy.
I couldn’t stand it any longer and one Thursday I decided I was going to do it, force Dr. Nausheen into having anal sex with me. During the first ½ of the session I told her that my masturbating was increasing even more, that my fantasies where 100% focused on Indian women, and always involved having anal sex with them. She sat there listening so prim and proper, her glasses on, legs crossed, skirt just below her knees, silky pantyhose covering her shapely legs, quietly taking notes. I finally told her that all of my fantasies involved her now. As we were discussing this, I noticed out the window that her receptionist was leaving, locking the office door behind her. It was quite obvious that I was aroused and I asked Dr. Nausheen if we could take a break and whether I could excuse myself for a few minutes. She understood that I needed to excuse myself to the bathroom and deal with the erection I had for her. I left her office and quickly looked around to make sure only her and I were left in the building. We were alone. I went into the bathroom and stripped completely naked, my erection raging and beginning to drip with semen. I took a small knife out of my pants and returned to Dr. Nausheen’s office.
When I walked in completely naked, fully erect, and holding a knife, Dr. Nausheen looked up from her note taking and gasped. “What are you doing? Stop this right now!” I showed her the knife and I saw fear cross her face. She said “What do you plan to do?” I told her now that we were alone, I was going to live out my fantasies with her. I could see her start to tremble a little and a tear form in the corner of her eye. Shaking she said to me “Please don’t . . . please.” I walked over to where she was sitting and told her to stand up. She slowly, reluctantly obeyed. Then I told her to kneel down onto the ground. She did. I then asked her to stroke me. Reluctantly, she grasped my erection with her right hand and half-heartedly stroked it a few times. I told her “No, with your left hand and do it hard if you don’t want to get hurt!” She changed hands and stroked my erection more vigorously causing semen to ooze out of me in huge quantities. I knew that would happen and I enjoyed watching my semen flow onto her wedding ring. The sight of her kneeling before me, stroking my erection, and her wedding ring glistening with my wetness drove me crazy. I told her to stop and, putting one hand under her chin, I said “Open your mouth.” She quickly turned away. I showed her my knife again and said “Open your mouth!” She did and I eased my hard, wet penis into it. I filled her mouth and pushed hard to the back of her throat causing her to choke a little. I asked her “Do you ever do this for your husband, just nod Yes or No.” While tearing up, she nodded yes. Grasping the back of her head, I thrust in and out of her mouth for several minutes brining myself close to climax before tightly grasping the base of my penis to control my ejaculation and squeeze a large glob of semen into Dr. Nausheen’s mouth. I pulled out at that point, still erect. She was choking and gasping a bit as she swallowed my semen. I told her to get up and stand by her desk. I walked up to her and said “Turn around!” as I grabbed her shoulders and turned her away from me. I told her to take her shoes off and I watched as she stepped out of her shoes revealing her pantyhose covered feet and pretty pedicure. I reached down and forcefully pulled her skirt up above her waist, fully revealing her pantyhose and the pretty panties she wore underneath. I told her to bend over and lay across her desk. She just stood there saying “No, please, don’t do this!” I forced her down onto her desk and pressed my erection hard into the crotch of her pantyhose. She cried harder. I grabbed the waistband of her pantyhose and in one motion pulled her pantyhose and panties down below her hips, revealing Dr. Nausheen’s shapely ass. My penis was rock hard, dripping, and about to explode at this point. I asked her “Have you ever been with any man other than your husband before?” Whimpering she said “N . . . n . . . no.” I stroked myself a few times to make sure I was well lubricated with all of the semen that was flowing out of me and positioned the swollen head of my penis at the opening of Dr. Nausheen’s vagina. She made one more plea “No, don’t! I’m begging you.” I slowly pressed into her, enjoying each inch. I felt a lot of resistance getting past and stretching the tight muscles Dr. Nausheen had at the opening of her vagina. Her vagina continued to grip me hard as I went deeper and deeper. She gasped out loud as I grabbed her hips and pulled her into me to make sure she had every inch of me in her. Once I fully penetrated her I began to withdraw from her and then fully penetrate her over, and over, and over, and over, and over again. Her body was pushed forward against her desk with each thrust. I was really enjoying her tight, married, Indian pussy. I asked her “Whose penis is bigger, mine or your husband’s.” Sobbing, she replied “Y . . . y . . . yours.” I pulled out, looked down, and saw my cock glistening with her secretions. I spread her ass cheeks to get a good look at the tight pucker that was her anus. I asked her “Are you one of those Indian women that like it in the ass?” She replied “No! Of course not!” I then asked her “So, you’ve tried it and you don’t like it?” She replied, “My husband would never dare do such a thing to me. He would never sodomize his wife. He would never put his penis in there!” As she was saying that I lined the swollen head of my penis up with the tight pucker of her virgin anus and applied just a little pressure. She gasped “Please, not that!” I asked her, “If don’t have anal sex with you, where should I cum then?” She stayed silent. I pressed against her virgin anus just a little harder. Crying, she said “You . . . you . . . you can ejaculate in my mouth or vagina if you want to. Please, not in my butt. I am begging you!” At that moment I thrust the full length of my hard, slick penis into Dr. Nausheen’s virgin Indian ass. She screamed and cried out in pain “Noooooooo!” I grabbed her hips and started thrusting into her and pulling her into me. Within a minute of entering her virgin anus I felt my ejaculation build to the point where I no longer could control it. I thrust fully into her, grabbed her hips, and stood still has my balls and penis began to spasm and throb over and over and over and over and over and over again. It seemed to go on forever. With the very first spasm I heard Dr. Nausheen quietly say “Oh no, not in there . . . I offered you my mouth or vagina . . . “ Obviously she could feel me ejaculating deep into her married Indian anus. I stood there pressed tightly against her until my ejaculation fully finished and I felt myself grow limp in her ass. I withdrew my limp penis from her tight butt. Looking down I could see that her once tight pucker was now gaped partially open. I could also see that some of my seed was beginning to flow back out of her and drip down into her panties and pantyhose. I told her to get dressed and watched as she pulled up her panties and pantyhose and straightened her skirt. I also watched as she stepped back into her shoes. I held up my phone and told her that I made a video of me enjoying her vagina and anus and that if she didn’t want a copy of the video to be sent to her husband that she would never tell anyone what I had done to her. She agreed. I left the office that evening never to return for another session. I watch the video several times a week. I cum so hard reliving my time with Dr. Nausheen!

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