Adultery Rich girl Jyoti Ruined& Reduced to a Low Class Common Whore

[RRahul]

Imran- “kitni baar chudi hai?” (how many times have you been fucked)

Jyoti- “nn…nnn…nnnehi, main virgin hu…” (no…no… no. I’m still a virgin)




Imran- “Ha HAHAHA haha saali rundi jhoot boolti hai…. Mujhe yeh to pata hai ki zada baar nehi chudi tu, par theek theek bata, kitni baar teri li gayi hai?” (Ha hahaha don’t lie whore, I know that you’ve been fucked few times but tell me that exact number)


Jyoti- “sach me, mai virgin huuu” (I’m saying the truth, I’m virgin)

Imran- “aisa ho hi nehi sakta, bina chude tere jaise dooth aur gaand kisi ladki ki nehi ho sakti, humare yaha aurat ke 2-3 baccha hote hai uske baad tere jaise figure banti hai” (that’s not possible, without fucking how can you get boobs and ass like this?! Where I come from women get such a figure only after giving birth to 2-3 children)




Imran then as she spoke to her took his hands and positioned it in front of her pussy and he slid his index finger inside her folds, he was searching for her hymen, after some searching he found it intact and as soon as his finger touched the velvet screen his eyes lit up and a smile overcame his face.

Imran- “haan rundi seal toh hai teri choot me” (yeah whore, your hymen appears to be intact.)






There was no end to Jyoti’s shame, this brute had actually put a finger in her pussy and checked for her hymen, this was the ultimate humiliation that she had faced till now.



Imran- “toh tere yeh milk tankers aur chooter itne bade aur bhari kaise ho gaye? Koi dawai leti hai kya?” (then how did your milk tankers and ass grow to such size? Do you take any medicines?)

Jyoti- “n… n..nehi, mai kuch nehi leti, meri mumma bhi aise hi hai” (n… no I don’t take anything, my mom is also like this)

Imran- “achhaaaa haha toh tum khandani rundiya ho… haha… yeh gadriya shareer tujhe apne maa se hi mila hoga” (Ok so you’re from a long line of such buxom whores, that’s why you must have gotten these assets from your mom)




Jyoti turned beet red hearing those insults, those vile comments on her body and her family like she wasn’t even a person, more like a piece of meat.




Meanwhile Imran had slipped his hand so that it was resting over her pussy, he faced his palms upwards and with his thumb he placed it over her clit and began rubbing and inserted his middle finger inside her pussy, it was like inserting an control rod into a nuclear chamber, it was massively right and the heat was almost burning off Imran’s hand, her inserted it deeper until he felt her velvety hymen, attesting to her purity (if one can call it that) his intention wasn’t’ to pop it, that was the job of his cock, he bent his finger towards himself and began to search for something on the top wall of her pussy, it was a small coin sized rough patch, otherwise known as the G-spot




. As he found it, he began to gently massage it, as well as massing her clit on top of that. Jyoti arched her back so that her ass was almost off of the bed and her boobs were thrust in Imran’s face like ripe watermelons. Imran resisted the temptation to immediately lunge into them. He was tactfully massaging both her clit and G-spot at the same time, gently stroking both of them. After about 5 mins Jyoti was on the limit again and she felt a massive pressure built inside of her which was getting too much for her. She began to shake and shiver like a malaria patient and arching her back and crashing back down with a thud, it was like her entire body was on fire from pleasure and she was trying to put it out. 




She then took a deep look at Imran’s eyes as if pleading with him not to deprive her of this orgasm and not to play tricks with her again, she used on hand to grab onto Imran’s hand which was inside her pussy so that she couldn’t remove it and with the other hand she took Imran’s free hand and to Imran’s surprise put it on her boobs as if to offer it to him, the scene was too much and Imran decided to comply with this whore’s wishes and he began to mash both her boobs hard, as if milking a fertile cow. After about 2-3 squeezes Jyoti simply exploded and all her juices came out…..
AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUU OOOOOOOOOOOOo UUUUiiiiiiiiiiiiiii MMMMMMFFFFFFHHHHHHHH




Her eyes shut tightly and she closed her legs tightly as waves upon waves of orgasmic pleasure was washing over her body, her nipples were hard and her entire body was red from Imran’s kisses, bites, slaps, etc. As she was just recovering from her sense and panting like a bitch, trying to catch her breath, she noticed Imran in between her legs, stroking his cock……

[RRahul]

Jyoti was still recovering from the royal molesting she received, she couldn’t move a muscle but just laid there, her eyes were glazed over like a drug addict as she was imagining her transition over the few hours from a upper class aristocrat to a gutter whore, well that transition was not quite complete, you see one more thing was left, the main thing…. For her to be fucked and that’s where Imran came in. 






Imran stood there like a giant, Jyoti looked between the valley made by her milk tankers and between her spread out legs and saw the towering visage of Imran ready to take the last vestiges of her shame. Imran bent down on top of her again, bringing his face only inches away from hers, she turned her face sideways in fear or shame (only she knows). 



She felt his monsterous beard brush against her sensitive neck, few drops of his labour class sweat fell on her cheeks and his stinky warm breath was like a gust of wind from hell, rasping at her flesh. Then Imran did something only a monster could do, he brought his face down and used his long almost reptilian tongue to lick her neck from neck all the way upto her ear, (note the ear and neck is an extremely sensitive part of a woman, even if she is your platonic friend, if you manage to touch her neck and year, it will send trickles down her pussy and that night her finger in her pussy will be in your memory). Just then she felt like a battering ram was placed on the ramparts of her pussy lips. It felt warm, moist, like an oiled rod of steel putting pressure on her velvet tunnel. She gulped in anticipation, there was no pain yet as he didn’t even try to push in





. Just then Imran began to slowly run his cock head up and down her pussy slit and making sure to bump into her clit. With every pass of her pussy she was closing her eyes, and biting her lips to keep herself from bursting in pleasure, her face and chest had gone red from blushing, it was like a flower about to be crushed by a giant buffalo. 




Just then Imran took a pause and placed his cock tip on her entrance and gave it a small push until only one fourth of his cock head was inside, both of her pussy lips parted either side to accommodate his massive organ. Jyoti reacted by arching he back until only her ass and head touched the bed and the rest of her body was in the air, she hissed like, “SSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHH” like a snake just then Imran gave her a push by his cock in her pussy and she came crashing down from the pain. OOOOOOOUUUUUUUU…. 




Imran again felt that perhaps his cock was too dry and needed lubrication, so he pulled it out again and rubbed it on her pussy slit more and took his hand and made a typical labor class “KKHHHHWWWAAAAKKKKK TTTHHHHUUUUUU” sound and spat a great big ball of saliva on his hand, and to the utter horror of Jyoti used it to rub his cock up and down to lubricate it until it was shiny and covered in mucus and spit, then he again positioned the battering ram at the gates of her castle and gave another push to which Jyoti winced OOOUUUUUUUUU…..




It was just then that Jyoti realized that Imran should wear a condom else she could get pregnant. So he said.

[RRahul]

Jyoti- “ruko!” (wait!)

Imran- “kya hai be?!” (what is it?!)

Jyoti- “comdom pahen lo” (wear a condom)

Imran- “kyu? Tujhe AIDS hai kya?” (why? Do you have AIDS?)

Jyoti- “n..n…nehi, mai pregnant ho sakti hu…” (n…n…n…no, I can get pregnant)


Imran- “hahaha toh kya?” (hahaha then what?)

Jyoti- “nehi, plz nehi, meri shaadi bhi nehi hui hai” (no… plz I’m not even married)


Imran- “hmmmmm theek hai, ek kam karte hai, condom toh me pahenunga nehi,
teri jaise maal ko toh me chamdi se chamdi satake lunga, beech me koi rubber nehi aane dunga… par apna maal ander nehi daalunga, kya kehna hai rundi?” (hmmmm okay, let’s do one thing… condom I’m not going to wear, I’m going to have you skin to skin baby, but I wont cum inside you… what do you say whore?)




Jyoti- “n n n n nehi aap plz condom hi pahen li gie” (n n n n you please wear a condom)




Imran now realized that he had to take extraordinary measures so he began to rub her clit with his cock head, up and down, round and round, faster and faster…. Jyoti’s position was getting more and more delicate, she was totally lost, her eyes were rolling behind her head, basically she was fainting with pleasure. Then Imran withdrew his cock from her clit, Jyoti realized this and she instinctively began to buck her hips in an attempt to convince him to start again but Imran was just over her watching her facial expression and seeing this rich aristocratic bitch break in front of him. Jyoti was tensed on not being able to enjoy that sublime pleasure, she began to use her hand to reach between her legs and grabbed Imran’s cock, and was trying to pull it towards her pussy, just then Imran caught hold of her arm and said.





Imran- “itni jaldi nehi, pehle bata, meri shart manzoor hai?” (not so quick, first tell me, do you agree to my condition?)



Jyoti- “k…kkk kaunsi shart?” (w…what condition?)


Imran- “ki mai condom nehi pahnunga” (that I wont wear a condom)
Now as a sweetening in the deal again Imran took his cock head and gently massaged her swollen clit a few times and withdrew again, this all happened in a millisecond.



Jyoti- “haan haan theek hai, plz…. Mat pehno condom par nikal lena…….” (ok ok do it, don’t wear a condom but don’t keep me waiting)




This was the green signal which Imran was waiting for, he again put his cock on her pussy and began a steady push, first of all he rubbed it up and down until it dug in so that it was about a quarter of an inch inside (not even the entire head) then he began to slow and steadily began to push, Jyoti was feeling the full force of his cock, she was feeling like she was being split apart by the size of his big log inside her velvet tunnel. 


Imran told her that, “jaaneman kuch time ke liye hi dard hoga, fir maza hi maza hai” (darling it will only pain for some time and then it’s just fun). Then he slapped the inner part of her thighs hard forcing her to separate her legs he commented, “jaaneman, pairo ko failao, isse choot ki chaudai badhti hai, nehi toh tere iss phool se choot ka kachumar ban jaiga” (darling spread your legs, this will increase the diameter of your pussy, if you don’t then it’ll rip your pussy apart). So if you watching the scene from behind all you would see was milky white aristocratic Jyoti being pinned down by this massive plebian brute, her thunder thighs spread on either sides laterally and her hands clasping onto Imran’s arms, Imran’s legs supporting his massive bulk over her delicate body. His coal black ass making small thrusts as his missile like black, dirty cock tries to plough into the fertile fields of this whore. Okay so Imran knew that if he were to make a quick thrust then it would probally make her faint with the pain so he had to take it slow




. He could feel that his cock head (only half of it in at the time) was facing immense pressue form her pussy walls. He had fucked new pieces which had entered his kotha (whore house) before, many of which were virgins indeed but none of them were as tight as her, it was a new experience for him also. He kept up the steady pressure on her pussy, his cock was barely making any inroads, his cock was bending from the tightness of her pussy despite it being lubricated like a snail. He applied more pressure until both of them were in great pain, Jyoti was trying to slap and scratch his chest to try and stop him but he was going nowhere, he would have pushed even if his cock broke in two. Then suddenly… pop!!! The head slid inside, Jyoti felt like she gave birth but in reverse!!! Instead of the head coming out of the hole his cock’s head went inside the hole…. Her pussy wrapped around the base of his cock like a glove, Imran knew that the hardest part was over. He took some time to rest and pant until the pain of getting his cock inside subsided, drops of sweat were dripping off of his body and fae onto Jyoti’s forming a puddle between her boobs and flowing down like a waterfall and collecting in her naval like a stinky pond. Imran’s fanatical beard was rubbing against Jyoti’s chest (the region between her neck and boobs) like sandpaper but it send pulses of pleasure on her pussy. 






Just then when Imran caught his breath he started round 2 of the destruction of Jyoti, without warning he against started his slow and steady pushing because till now only his head was inside. Her pussy was struggling to accommodate such a giant anaconda and the walls of her velvet tube were under great stress. She was flailing her legs around as to relieve the pressure and tapping her hands on Imran’s forearm as a wrestler does to get out of a choke holk, but this was no wrestling match and Irman was not bound to any rules. Imran kept pushing, occasionally kissing Jyoti, or biting her nipples until her constant “UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU” “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” was punctuated by a crisp “OUCH!” he kept pushing like a bull in a china shop trying to destroy whatever came in his way. As Imran was pushing into her pussy he was making constant adjustments on the angle of his thrust.



 (As any experienced reader might know that when you fuck a virgin, it’s not like fucking a whore, it’s like pushing straight in, imagine yourself pushing your hand inside a heaped blanket, many layers of fabric, so you have to adjust to go inside, likewise when you’re fucking a virgin, most of the times her pussy walls accumulate over your cock like folds of a blanket and you have to adjust as to make those folds pass over your cock head, and not in front)… anyways he kept pushing, ignoring the cries of Jyoti and requests to stop, he pushed 1 inch, than 2 and then 3…. As he pushed in he took the time to go back and make a few quick shallow thrusts as to keep the hole open and make her accommodate to his giant cock, Jyoti was now just beginning to feel the sensations of pleasure slowly subsiding the initial pain and shock of having a cock, almost that size of her arm inside her pussy. Just then as he was thrusting and near the 3 inch mark he reached what he was looking for…. He wicked smile formed on his face, which scared Jyoti, he felt a very thin, almost paper thin membrane touch his cockhead, it was her prize, it was her cherry, it was her HYMEN! It was like a seal to an expensive product…. Only the first owner gets to break it, when owner changes the product will still be as valuable but no one will quite enjoy as the first owner…. What did he do next????

[RRahul]

Imran was really enjoying his time inside Jyoti’s silky tight pussy, he was giving micro thrusts, feeling the taught fabric of her hymen against his cock head. He was savoring the moment of taking her virginity many times. Every time his cock touched and streached her hymen she thought that this was the moment and let out a little welp, “OUCH!” or “AEEEE” but he played this game 6-7 times until he could feel his balls tighten up and he couldn’t hold on any longer, when he felt that he withdrew his cock until only the head was inside her pussy, he took a few short breaths until he could regain control of himself then with one swift motion he made a deep thrust, 



so that he first went into her pussy upto her hymen, then like a train barreling down a tunnel he tore it open causing Jyoti to jump in pain, the only thing which kept her on the bed was the weight of Imran pinning her down. She arched her back and dug her perfectly manicured nails into Imran’s back trying to get him off of her but he didn’t budge. So if you were to look at them, you’d see a fair buxom whore Jyoti arching her back so that only her massive ass and shoulders were in touch with the bed and her Mt. Everest boobies being trust in the air, that and this coal black bearded labor class ruffian firmly lying above her, his hands on either side for more grip and his cock firmly planted and going deeper into her most sacred spot.




Jyoti- “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

Imran- “OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”




Jyoti- “Please dard ho raha hai!!!!” (Please it’s hurting!!!)



Imran- “jaaneman bas ek do second ka dard hai, uske baad tu iss lund ke liye bheek mangegi” (darling it’s just 1-2 seconds of pain then you’d be begging for this cock)




As mentioned earlier it wasn’t like Jyoti was the only one in pain but since Imran was circumcised even his cock skin was peeled back when his head was trying to pierce deeper into her canal. Imran grimaced as he felt his cock almost being torn off from the friction inside her canal, both were in great pain form the forced entry, I think Jyoti even more so.




Imran- “saali rundi itni tight maine kabhi nehi chodi, lagta hai pura lund cheel jaiga” (whore, I’ve never fucked anyone tighter, seems like my cock will be ripped off)




Jyoti- “AAAEEEEE nehii nehiiii nikalo, main marr jaungi, bahut dard ho raha hai!!!!” (AAAEEEEE please take it out, it’s paining a lot, I’ll die from the pain!)




Imran- “Saali chinal, dard toh mujhe bhi ho raha hai, tere choot me kaante hai kya? Chal theek hai, dar ke aage jeet hain” (Stupid whore, even I’m in pain, is your pussy lined with thorns or what? Don’t worry beyond pain there is pleasure)



Jyoti was not flailing her legs around, if you were to look from the top it would look like the black brute Imran pinning down the fair Jyoti and her thunder thighs thrashing around trying to get relief from this invader in her most secret spot. Jyoti had tears in her eyes as this brute’s cock began going deeper in her love canal, 5….6….7…..8…. inches she kept on moaning in pain and slight pleasure which was starting to set in.





Jyoti- “OWW OWW OWW Plz nikale, rahem kare, main aapki beti ki umar ki hu!!!!” (OWW OWW OWW please have mercy, I’m your daughter’s age)



Imran- “Hahaha Hahaha rundi kisi ki na beti hoti hai na kisi ki bahen, who toh sirf ek chalta firta choot hoti hai, jiske paas maal ho woh khadde me daal deta hai” (Ha Ha Ha a whore is no one’s daughter nor anyone’s sister, she’s just a walking
talking pussy, anyone with the funds can buy her and shove it in)




Saying that he gave two quick thrusts in rapid sucession which caused Jyoti to welp in pain and she went limp and fainted in his arms.

Imran- “Hahaha rundi nehi sahen kar payi na Sultan ke hamle ko, koi nehi abhi tera ilaj karta hu” (Hahah stupid whore, I knew you couldn’t bear Sultan’s attack, but don’t worry, I have a cure for this also.)

[RRahul]

He paused thrusting for a while and rested a bit catching his breath and letting her pussy get used to the size of his cock, the way you do that is by thrusting to a certain depth and waiting until her pussy stops “grabbing” your cock and stops trying to push it out my muscular contractions.



 When Imran felt that Jyoti’s pussy had been streached enough to accommodate his massive organ only did he then beging to slowly pull out then push in again, it was very difficult the first couple of thrusts because pulling out and thrusting was just like doing so in a swamp and her pussy was offering lots of resistance. 




Her pussy was making sounds like GLLUUUPPPP as he was pulling out, the insides of her pussy were being pulled out in a pink “glove” around his cock and as he was thrusting in, the skin around her thunder thighs were also being pushed in. Imran knew from experience that just like a car with low lubrication makes more noise this bitch was also low on lubricant, actually she wasn’t low but whatever she was used to secreting was far too little for his giant cock, so he thought that she needed extra stimulation, so he pushed his cock into where it was before, laid out flat on top of the still passed out Jyoti and took his two hands and began to light massage her boobs and give her a light kiss, note if you do that to a woman, be rough on her pussy and light on her boobs, it will absolutely drive her mad, then he began to make light thrusts, the exicitement was too much for Jyoti ad she began to regain conscienceness by making sounds of AAAAHHH AAAAHHH AAAAHHHHH, the fact that Imran’s stinky sweat was dripping from his forehead and onto her face also did help (because remember when someone passes out you sprinkle water on them to bring them up again.)



 The pain had almost now subsided and replaced with pleasure, if you were to look from between their legs you would see Imran’s massive black rod and Jyoti’s pink delicate pussy wrapped around it like a ring. Jyoti was moaning and arching her back to meet Imran’s thrusts. Her soft boobs topped by hard nipples were rubbing against his strong chest, her entire face was flushed and her hair was wet and sticky from the sweat and other fluids of their union




. Imran now faced moderate resistance as he was pumping inside her pussy, she still had to hold her legs as wide as possible meaning still it was very tight but the main part of the resistance was gone. Jyoti had her eyes closed as she was just enjoying the feeling of his cock sliding into her pussy, his veins rubbing against each ridge and fold of her canal and the veins of his cock massaging her insides. This continued for about 20mins as Imran kept pushing in and out of he pussy at first he was going slow, then he went faster, so fast infact that his cock was going like a machine gun inside her. As the pace got quicker Jyoti was awash in orgasmic pleasure, her pussy was continuously leaking cum to lubricate the passage. It wasn’t only that her pussy was in action but her entire body was responding to this brute’s manipulations





. She was swaying her head side to side from the pleasure, arching her back, thrusting her boobs, flailing her legs…. And whenever Imran saw an window of opportunity eg. When she exposed swan like neck to turn her head, he’d plant a big smooch on her neck or whenever she raised her boobs in pleasure, he’d either molest her boobs or bite her nipples, or when she opened her mouth to moan he’d give her a massive and cheap smooch on her mouth, so basically every part of her body, mouth, boobs, pussy were busy and was being used by Imran. And do remember this was being done while Imran was still pumping insider her pussy at almost light speed.




When Imran felt that her pussy was laxed a little he thought to up his game, he backed up until only the head of his cock remained inside her pussy and then he grabbed both her ankles and put it above her shoulder and he bent over until his face was in contact with hers then he licked her just behind her ear, that’s a very sensitive spot for women, if you can lick there then even your own mother will become wet between her legs. The he gently said to her, “Jaaneman, ab dekh tere choot ka kaisa bhosda banata hu” (darling, now see how I make a gutter out of this pussy,” 

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Saying that he began thrusting, now since her legs were NOT spread apart but close together she felt like she was being fucked all over again and Imran felt like he was fucking the same virgin all over again. Her ass and thunder thighs were so wide when combined that it was like a milky matress over which Imran could comfortably rest. He then began to again pierce his cock inside her soft pussy, Jyoti held onto both his arms for support has he slowly ploughed into her fertile canal. He was going slow to let her get accommodated to the size all over again

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Eeeerr

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When she was in pain she contracted her muscles, but this time along with her pussy muscles her massive ass and thunder thighs were also in the contraction so Imran felt like his cock was basically squashed in a steel vice, only coated in velvet. But slowly and steadily Imran managed to reach upto the hilt, that is her dirty thick pubic hair was resting on her pussy and his balls were slopping over her ass.





 He took some time to rest then he began moving up and down again, he was starting slow and Jyoti was making noises like OHHHHH EEEEEE OOHHHHH EEEEE then as the resistance got a bit lose he was increasing his speed until he was again machine gunning inside her pussy…. He was actually going so fast that his precum mixed with her fluids and sweat created a foam like substance on top of her pussy where the shaft was entering her canal. You will only see this phenomenon in the most intense and skillful of fuckings. 






As he went faster and more intense his dirty sweat mixed with the stench and dirt from the days work was raining down on Jyoti, this was in stark contrast when boys used to shower, shave, and apply perfume before even touching her. She was going absolutely mad and had lost all control over her body and mainly her vocal cord, incoherent moans and yelps were coming from her mouth “OOOHHHHHHH EEEEEEEE UUUIIIIIII AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH” just like a Rs. 300 whore fucking to please her master for a small tip at the end. The heat between them and in particular in their pubic region was getting so much that a pool of sweat, cum, and pussy lubricant had collected below on the cheap bed sheets, which was already stained by the same things by many other females before.





 As he was thrusting his hips were crashing onto her monstrous ass with her legs curled over his shoulder a sound of THUDDD THUDDDD THUDDDD could we heard whenever he made a particularly deep thrust into her and his pelvis crashed into her ass. 



As trickles of sweat were dripping down his balls and lsfalling into her butt crack, it was making strange sensations as they were passing past her sensitive rosebud (ass hole) like a river though a valley however she had no idea now that it would just be a beginning of a new experience ;-)



 Jyoti was flailing her hands around trying to dissipate this sexual energy that this brute was injecting into he with every thrust, this greatly amused the brute Imran, who knew this only meant that she was near her climax, although women can have many climaxed during their sex, she will have 1-3 big ones, she is most sensitive before one and afterwards she mostly prefers romantic bonding….





 Give a bitch what she wants at the appropriate time and you have converted a woman into an emotional fool, at your service for life! Anyways sensing that the end was near Imran began to quicken his thrusts and make them deeper so that the head of his cock was approaching her cervix (the wall which seperates the pussy from the womb) a few time he had bumped up against it and knew with effort he could surpass it, then with one swift and brutal stroke he pulled out until just the tip was out side her pussy and then with the energy of a bull he thrust down again so that her missile like cock parted the rose petals of her pussy (more like gutter lids now)




 and ploughed inside 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, then 10 and just bumped and opened the tight ring of her cervix and made her eyes pop out almost out of her socket as she felt a pain she never had before and still continuing 11 and finally 12 inches so that a good 2 inches of his cock was inside her womb directly... In all this time her pussy was making farting noises like PPPRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT this happens when a pussy has been busted open and the incoming cock is displacing air which has gotten into the pussy becuase it has been opened…. 




Then she knew what was near and tried to remove him but all her efforts went in vein as his face contorted and his balls tightened, he slammed his head forward and connected with her lips in a fanatical smooch and with his hands squeezed her boobs so hard that yet unformed milk almost came out of them…. 



Then with a guttural and primal sound that so many cave men had made before before discharging into the bitches of the tribe the owned besides cave fires…. He shot out a great massive load directly into her delicate womb…. He shot several waves of hot sticky and fertile cum right into her womb directly…. 


He was NOT discharging in her pussy, but directly in the most sacred and protected spot in a woman’s body where the very seeds of life begin…. He gave several loads of white pearly cum, Jyoti felt a great warmth envelop her body from both outside and Imran’s heated body embraced her and inside as she was being filled by his warm baby batter….. it is the most primal feeling for a woman to be filled to the brim with a man’s cum knowing the consequences. 





By the way those consequences had completely escaped her mind in all this pleasure, she just enjoyed the sublime bliss, she felt like she was being enveloped in a warm sea, where all the worries of the world, the barriers between a rich aristocratic girl like her and a labor class brute like him just melted away. 



Imran on the other hand was proud of his achievement; he was actually exhausted and almost had a heart attack….. Both of Jyoti’s legs slipped from his shoulder and fell on the bed on either side of him with a thud, and Imran just collapsed on top of her, her head on her massive milk tankers and his cock still implanted halfway into her pussy…. There the beast recuperated….


 Imran just closed his eyes a little he needed to catch his breath and let his heart slow down, because after all he was a man in his 50s….. but this was merely the midpoint of this episode…… To be continued.

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[RRahul]

By this time both beauty and the best were laying down facing each other and both marinating in eachother’s sweat, cum, and other juices, the line between aristocracy and commoner was completely obliterated in this orgy of illicit pleasure. It was like two bodies but one soul (do jism aur ek jaan) as the cheesy Bollywood line goes. 





Both bodies in stark contrast; one while as marble, smooth skin, hairless, the other one hard, tough, hairy and dirty. It was like the steely plough of a farmer ripping up the soft pliable ground to plant seeds for the next generation. It was about half an hour that both remained embraced in that position, with Imran’s cock flaccid but still plugging Jyoti’s pussy, as not to let even a single drop of precious pearly cum leak out. I bet if Jyoti paid more attention she could feel millions of his potent sperm wiggling insider her womb trying to scramble towards her fertile, aristocratic egg. 






The feeling must have been like millions of little ants crawling frantically inside her womb. She had a glow and relief on her face which only women have when they know they’ve furfilled their evolutionary roles as bearers of the next generation. This thing is constant throughout the millions of years of human evolution. She may be a cave woman being fucked on top of a rock covered by animal hide, a buxom babe in ancient Rome being shafted on rich velvet, a medieval peasant women being unceremoniously wombed on a bed of canvas or a rich aristocratic woman like Jyoti being shown her place on top of a cum soaked mattress in a dingy whore house. 






As of now Jyoti just lay there in a warm feeling in her belly enjoying the fulfillment of her being. Both of them drifted off to brief sleep as the goon Imran could feel the nipples on Jyoti’s chest soften from the texture of rough raisins (kishmish) to that of soft berries (I’m sorry I couldn’t think of anything of the dimension and texture, please you’re your imagination), meaning the pleasure had now subsided and sleep and rest was now taking over. Imran put his hands on her ample butt and began to trace its contures, the slight massage made Jyoti drift into sleep, Imran kept feeling the small of her back, the deep valley between her back, then he traced his hands onto the hills of her butt and over her buxom ass and along her deep valley between her monster cheeks, he again grinned as he felt pride as to the “piece” he had just fucked like a common whore. Then with his other hand he began to trace up and down her back reaching upto her neck and down to where just about his butt started and with the other hand, as mentioned he was kneeding her butt gently to make cookies. 





Jyoti could not stand such a treatment and fell asleep and so did our brutish hero Imran. Both were asleep for about 3-4hrs. Then slowly Imran caught his breath and he looked at the clock, it was about 6pm, he began slowly tapping Jyoti’s ample ass, feeling as the corporal flesh jiggled and vibrated in his hands, he took both hands, and parted both of her cheeks and giggled in perverse delight as both of them jiggled together when he let of. 





This ass play awoke Jyoti, who when regained her senses, saw the time and got shit scared, she thought that she should be home by now from college and she began to get up in a hurry, doing so she almost put her knees on Imran’s balls, crushing them, from his position, Imran felt Jyoti’s ample ass slip away and her boobs which was plastered on his chest jiggle away as she got up, as she was getting up the sticky bond between their bodies were ripped off and this sort of hurt Imran who had the added disadvantage of being hairy as fuck, Jyoti didn’t feel much because her body was smooth as marble




. Jyoti turned around to get off the bed and she bent down to find her panties and other cloths which Imran had thrown carelessly, well as usual the old pervert Imran couldn’t tolerate the sight of her ample ass and her now destroyed pussy, her swift movement made a few drops of cum leak from her pussy and fall in drops on the bed, which looked like custard milk but he didn’t worry as he knew he has enough material in there to impregnate 100 womens. 



He swiftly grabbed her by the waist and pull her on his lap again she fell on his lap with a shriek, “UUUUUiiiiiiiiii MMMMaaaaaaaaa” Jyoti tried hard to get up but Imran held her there firmly in place with one hand her thigh and another on her tummy, she felt as though she was sitting on a slimy anaconda, the old, wrinkled skin rubbing against her flawless marble ass. Imran began to move her around a bit so that her giant ass could squish his cock, often times when you are handling a woman, you like to feel her weight, the author personally like women with a little weight to them (not fat but definitely not stick thin either) a type of girl that you have to work out to lift off the ground, and who when, she lays over you feel her boobs trying to squish you.


 Jyoti was feeling the snake underneath her and she knew what was coming for her she also realized by now that Imran was not the type of man who will let you go on compassionate grounds so she thought to just accept the inevitable and let him get it over with.

[RRahul]

Jyoti- “theek hai, jo karna hai jaldi karo aur chodo mujhe, ghar jana hai papa ke paas” (Okay whatever you want to do, do it fast and let me go, I have to go home to father)



Imran- “chup randi, yaha mai hi teri maa, baap, bhai, dost, sab hu, mai jo boolunga, wahi karna pardega, aur haan mujhe jaldbaazi me daalne ki koshig mat kar” (Shut up whore, here I’m your mother, father, brother, everything, don’t try to rush me)




Saying that he began to buck his hips underneath Jyoti this caused his “gada” (mace) like cock head to bump into her sore pussy, sending pulses of pain and pleasure thorugh her body. She let out a tired moan “UUUUhhhhhhh” and flung her head back and as a result her chest was pushed forward, Imran used that opportunity to grab her boobs with his dirty calloused hands and gave a massive squeeze which would have curdled the milk inside into cheese (if she had any) but that was soon going to change, note the millions of greedy sperm inside her womb waiting to assault her fertile egg and plant the seed of illicit lust in her aristocratic womb. 




He began to roughly massage her boobs and she responded by bucking her hips even more, rubbing his cock and making it alive again with impure thoughts. He then though lets move to the second stage so he pinched her nipples and began pulling, it was like a bear dancer controlling a bear, you can’t control a bear because he’s much much more powerful than you, infact he can rip your ass out if he gets the chance. But the ring in his nose and the rope attacked at the hand of the human is the weak point so the human pulls on the rope and the bear dances to the human’s whim, just like that if you have a female on your hands and you’re lucky enough that she has some heft to her meaning good boobs and ass, a suggestion, request or even a swift slap the ass isn’t going to get her where you want, what I’d suggest is that you gently pinch her nipples or clit then you can get her in any position to your liking, and women (if you are for some reason reading the story) can get a man to do the same by grabbing onto his balls. 






Anyways Imran gently pinched her nipples and stood up so that she was not in front of him one hand on her boobs and his cock still lodged in between her ass, and he began to walk her to the edge of the bed. As he did her ass was bouncing up and down as it usually does and his cock in between her fat ass cheeks was getting a mammoth massage and jerking, he almost creamed in between her ass cheeks but he resisted it with his entire urge. He took her over the bed and bent her over, she resisted a bit because she knew what was coming but he quickly overcame that with a swift and stinging slap to the ass. 




CHHHAAAARRRRAAAAKKKK!!!!- Note I’ve mentioned before that a slap to the ass would get you what you want, but it will show her who the boss is. She let out a sheriek “OUCH!” and Imran grabbed hold her neck and bent her down like a cheap cock slave, exposing her ass, than he took he right leg and used it to part her legs apart just until her pussy level was at his wait level and his cock was knocking at her pussy, normally when you bend down a girl with a huge ass, you can’t see her pussy because it’s hidden safely by her ass globes, but Imran’s cock was like a honey bee, like honey bees can sense the nectar from flowers, his cock could also sense the nectar from her parted pussy lips. 






Jyoti tried to struggle and get up but Imran planted another harder slap on her ass, this time leaving a red handprint clearly visible on her massive butt and grabbed her hair from behind to control her like the reins of a horse. He pulled on the reins so that he head jerked back and was now looking at front into a medium sized mirror placed on a table next to the bed, she could see everything, her cum and sweat stained face, beads of sweat from being roughed in a non AC room, her hair neatly pulled back held in Imran’s iron grip, her MASSIVE milk tankers hanging form her chest almost to the bed below, and her HUGE flailing hips and this towering black monster behind her, just looking down and enjoying the sight of class domination in front of him. In real life he would be saluting her, but not there was no salute, in fact this was more degrading, he was going to make her reach the rock bottom of her shame and start to dig deeper. 





Just then she noticed Imran hawk a huge loogie “KKKKKHHKKK THU” and before she realized a big drop of saliva and mucus had left his mouth and like a gooey string dropped down onto his equally dirty cock, where he used his free hand to rub it in as cheap lubrication, she knew what came next, she tried to look down and cover her face from the upcoming degradation but Imran realized that and pulled on her hair more tightly causing her to support her weight on her fingertips and arch her ass even more, she clenched her teeth and had no choice but to keep her eyes on the mirror and watch her slut body give away under his master assault.



 First from resistance then to surrender. Imran than took his cock and with it’s “gada” (mace) like head began rubbing it againt her pussy up and down, only cuperficially so that his cock cells only ever so lightly touched her pussy. This was sending pulses of pure illicit joy inside Jyoti’s body, than he began to slowly push his cock inside, but only a few centimeters and began to run it up and down her pussy, than he took his cock downwards until it met with her clit and with his thumb pulled her clit hood back and with his sticky cock head (which his precum, saliva and her pussy juice) began to circle around her exposed clit. Note- whenever you’re trying to clitoral stimulate a woman, don’t forget to pull the hood back.





 Jyoti’s legs were shaking from the pleasure assault on her pussy, he didn’t have the strength to hold herself up so Imran put his hand underneath her and grabbed her chest (boobs) to give support, Imagine the scene, a flawless beauty bend over, her massive ass protruding while this dirty hulk rubbing his cock on her love hole while one hand is grabbing her hair back and the other is firmly supporting her chest. Jyoti began to wiggle, this time not to get out but to make him enter her! She began to moan and groan in pleasure, she begged him.





Jyoti- “OOOOOOoooooo plz aisa mat karo” (OOOOOoooooo please don’t do this)

Imran- “kya na karu rundi?” (what shall I not do whore)

Jyoti- “tadpao mat… ah ah daal do andar” (don’t tease me, ah ah… put it in)




Imran- “kya daalu raand?” (what shall I put in whore)

Jyoti- “cock”

Imran- “KYA?” (what?)



Jyoti- “L…L…Lund” (C…C….cock)

Imran- “Parrrrrrrrrrrr” (Butttttttttttttttttt)



Jyoti- “Par kya? Uh uh uh” (But what uh uh uh)




Imran- “Dekh pehli baar tujhe choda, condom nehi pehna tha, ab ki baar bhi nehi pehna hai, agar maa ban gayi toh?” (Look first time when I fucked you, I wasn’t wearing a condom, this time around I got none either, what if you become pregnant?)





Jyoti thought for a moment, although she knew that the sperm inside her womb now could impregnate a blue whale but it’s like if you drank a glass of slow poison, would you drink another glass again thinking it doesn’t matter and you’d die anyways. Imran sensed her hesitation and quickly took his steel rod like cock and shoved in about a quarter of an inch, prying open her tender pussy lips.





Jyoti- “aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh koi baat nehi, daal do” (aaaaahhhhhh no matter, just put it in)



Imran- “Soch le…. Janam degi mere bacche ko” (Think it over, will you give birth to my child?)



Jyoti- “hhhnnnnn….hhhhhh…..hhhhaaannnnnn” (yyyyssssss….. yyyyy,….. yesssssss)



Imran- “Dekh le…. Rakhegi mere harami ko apne pet me 9 mahine tak, jab tak ki tera pet football jaisa nehi ho jaata, tere mumme dudu se labalab nehi latakte?” (consider it one more time, will you keep my bastard in your womb for 9 months? Will you keep him as your belly grows like a foot ball and your boobs hang down with milk?)





Jyoti was completely out of her senses, she would have agreed to anything by now to have his cock, even if that meant selling her soul to the devil.




Jyoti- “haan haan banungi teri baccho ki maa, main in mummo de isse dudu pilaungi, ab daal de andar” (yes, yes, I’ll give birth to your child, I will feed him milk from these boobies, now put it in”




That was the magic words of submission Imran wanted to hear, he had broken down Jyoti to the basic slut that she is. Note- I didn’t say anything wrong here, procreation and having children is the ultimate fulfillment for any woman, if you have a hot female friend and want to fuck her brains out try this experiment



. Take her out on a date (but don’t call it date) where there will be lots of small animals (puppies, kittens) eg. An animal rescue center, play with the puppies in front of her and pick them up and give it to her to hold and seem friendly while the puppies are also happy in your presence and playing/ licking you. Seeing your good rappot with the puppies she will get butterflies in her stomach as the cute puppies will completely destroy her shield she maintains as to not cross the line between friendship and lust.





 Now that she watching you play with puppies and her heart is getting softy for you, it’s time to strike the iron while it’s red hot, go upto her and on some pretext or other stroke either her boobs or lower belly gently (both if possible) because while watching you play with small creatures her maternal instincts have blossomed and blood supply to her boobs and womb have increased many fold. Touch those places on the pretext of either handing her the puppy or jokingly ask if she’s hungry and rub her belly. Now as you’ve given physical stimulation to her mental state, rivers of lust will flow from her pussy for you, and she will look at you in totally another light… I guarantee you, that night while in bed she will have one finger in her pussy, another on her smarphone, looking at a picture of you and her head will be awash with thoughts of you knocking her up with your seed. 



See lessons like these you will not find anywhere, and I am telling this for free, my only request is for you to give good feedback and rep me. Anyways back to the story

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[RRahul]

Imran took a deep breath and with the determination of a mad man pushed his cock into her tenderized pussy, as his blunt missile head like cock was inching insider her furnace, her rosy petals parted to allow her master’s cock easy access. 



She tightened her ass as she prepared for his assault, his cock slid in with minimal effort because her pussy was already previously destroyed by it. He smiled at his own handiwork, breaking into her pussy from a virgin tight pussy to a semi-whore pussy which wouldn’t even feel the presence of a smaller cock. 




Jyoti was feeling every inch, every lump, vein, or bump of his cock. Like a snail her pussy was sliding over his cock, riding on a layer of pussy juice, mucus, saliva and pre-cum. Slowly Imran pushed in his entire cock into her pussy until the head of his cock was touching the opening of her womb, it was like a ring of her cervix wrapped around his cock head like a kiss of the most intimate kind. 





Imran than withdrew his penis until the head protruded from her pussy and he could see strings of pussy juice and cum between her hole and his rod and then he again pushed into her Jyoti let out a moan, “AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH” as his rod inched deeper into her well fucked hole by now. He had a feeling of fullness from inside. Than when he was inside, he savored the moment, he felt her heart beat pulsing in her oven like pussy and against his cock, he stood there like a victorious warrior, than like the whore she is he slapped her ass HARD making her yelp in pain and pleasure, and he pulled out his cock again, Jyoti was surprised by the sudden vaccume created inside her pussy, the walls collapsed in, it was a totally new feeling for her and she enjoyed it very much. 






Now that Imran’s cock was outside her pussy and only some strings of pre-cum and pussy juice connected them, he took his hands and parted her pussy and plunged inside like a lion, as fast as he could, what this did was, it trapped lots of air in front of his cock which couldn’t get out in time and it vibrated inside her pussy lewdly and at he plunged his cock more inside, it began to sound like a farting flute (please excuse the wording but that is exactly what it sounds like) “PPPffffftttttt PPPPrrrrrrrr PPRRRRRR” Jyoti was taken aback by this vulgar noises being made from her pussy and she desperately tried to stop this humiliation, she tried to turn sideways and get his cock out of her pussy but she was met only with a thunderous SSSLLLLAAAAPPPP on her ass which left his right hand’s five finger marks in red across her ample ass. 






Than he reached over and grabbed both of her hands and pulled them back and began fucking her pussy from behind while her hands were pulled back and her she was almost floating in air, back arched and boobs bouncing in the air with every thrust of his dirty cock. Imran was having a marvelous view from where he was, his dirty black, hairy nuclear rod disappearing into her fair white tender nuclear chamber producing immense heat and lubrication (please pardon my nuclear science if I am incorrect).





 Her entire body was covered in a shiny layer of sweat and her hair was disheveled like that of a mad woman and she was moving her head from side to side both in pleasure and pain. Imran was pounding into her pussy so hard that if it was not for her massive cushion like ass, he would have really hurt himself, he was pounding into her like a jack hammer and with every thrust when his cock disappeared into her pussy, his balls would swing up and slap her on he lower belly and like shock absorbers her massive ass would vibrate on hitting his pelvis, 



This was turning on Imran even more, because when common sluts were fucked their bony asses meant that his pelvis would hit bare bones, but this buxom whore was built in such a way that she had padding in all the right places, one could really go mad with lust on her body. Imagine this, two massive cushions with a deep line in the middle and with every thrust the cushions would jiggle and vibrate side to side. The entire bed cover under her was wet, she was dripping with sweat like she had taken a bath and forgot to wipe, it was raining pearl beads of sweat under her and wetting the bed cover.




In all of this Imran kept on pumping so that her pussy would be making humiliating noises form the air and cum trapped inside it. He know now that his speam had fertilized her egg and he was free to pound and not worry about dislodging the previously deposited cum.


PPPRRRRRpppptttttt SSSSLLLLuuuurrrrppppp THHHAAAPPPPP TTTHHHHAAAApppppp CHHIIKKKK CHIIIKKKKK….. PPPPUUURRRRPPPPPP, etc.

Then suddenly Imran stopped and he pulled out his cock away from her pussy by a good 1-2 foot and this time he gave her a massive push with his wait on Jyoti’s ass….. his cock slammed into her ass at light speed and hit her cervix, her ass crushed on his pelvis and he watched her get misbalanced and go flying and fall on the bed with a loud THUDDD!!!! He watched how she fell on her boobs and how her MASSIVE ASS vibrated and almost broke the bed as she fell face down on the cheap bed cover she had just soiled herself…. WHAT THE FUCK WAS HE THINKING….

TO BE CONTINUED….

[RRahul]

Jyoti had just been launched face first on the bed she just soiled with her pussy juice, sweat and that of Imran’s Her ass was there spread out for all to see, it was a marvelous sight to behold; two massive marble white globes parted by a deep crevice inviting all to fulfill their wildest fantasies. Now Jyoti knew this asset of hers and used it to deadly effect. She wore form fitted jeans, she used to go to high class Italian tailors and get her jeans stiched, and the tailors there were actually formerly from the slums also but through their experience and skill risen up to tailor clothes for such high class “pieces” she used to tell the tailors.





Jyoti- “bhaiiya, piche se tight rakhna, aur flexible material use karna” (brother, keep it tight from the back and use flexible material)



Tailor- “kitna tight madamji?” (how tight madam?)


Jyoti- “Jisse ki bilkul figure hugging ho aur meri figure acche se dikhe” (make it figure hugging so that my figure is extenuated)



Well how many rich guys shagged off at the sight of the giant ass bouncing up and down on their cocks? And here she was laid out flat on the mattress of this cheap pimp, most possibly impregnated and ready to get used yet again.




Imran jumped on top of her, Jyoti yelped with shock as she felt on the dirty monster landing on top of her, she tried to get up but Imran quickly got hold of her hands and placed them on either side and he wiggled his butt such that his cock was in line with her crevice of ass and with some pressure slowly sunk in. He began to rub his cock up and down her ass crack so that his cock was getting a mighty massage between her massive ass globes. 




Jyoti could feel everything, his slimy cock rubbing against her soft sensitive skin, her rosebud of an ass hole being touched by his dirty leathery cock skin. She could hear the dirty sounds of wet, grimy flesh against flesh as his cock was witdrawn until just the circumcised head was below her ass crack and slowly thrusting it through her massive mounds until his dirty cock head protruded from the top, below her wait. Only to have him retreat and repeat the same process again. As he increased his pace and his sword kept going into and out of the fleshy scabbard, and his hairy balls striking the insides of her ass, she was beginning to enjoy the feeling, it wasn’t so much as being physically stimulated, but it was the mental stimulation of being degraded, as I’ve mentioned before nothing is more exelerating for a woman than be dominated by an alpha male cave man type and be taken right there and then on top of a bear skin, in the light of a fireplace. 






Anyways as Imran was sliding his cock up and down her ass and his balls were slapping her ass, he let go of her hands and saw that she was no longer trying to remove him, but instead both of her hands were grasping the bedsheet in an effort to stabilize herself and maximize the force of his thrusts. She was also biting her lower lips to stop herself from screaming at pure joy during this perverse pleasure. Imran began to kiss her sexy back like crazy and licking it, tasting the saltiness of their lust, then he moved towards her neck and began to lightly bite and suck it like a vampire, Jyoti only kept waving her head form one side to another mad with pleasure, then Imran whispered in her ear, “chal rundi taange faila” (let’s go whore, spread your legs). Jyoti was totally out of her mind to listen to anything he was saying so he gave her a MASSIVE slap on the ass “CCCHHHAAAARRRAAAAKKKK” and repeated, “bola na rundi taange faila” (didn’t I tell you whore to spread your legs).





 Jyoti was now expecting a slap on her ass from her previous experience and did as she was told and spread her legs so that Imran could access with his cock the treasures between her legs. Imran again bent over and whispered in her ear, “kabhi pichwade me liya hai?” (have you ever taken it in the backside?) before she could comprehend the meaning of the sentence, let alone reply, he positioned his cock head on top of her ass-hole, and used both of his hands to spread open Jyoti’s cheeks,




Jyoti’s eye’s widened and she began to violently protest and tried to get up, she used both her hands to try and push herself up but Imran had already done this hundreds of times and he knew her reaction better than he knew it herself. As she was trying to push herself up, he quickly put his arms under the matress and her body and grabbed a handful of her ample boobs and he grabbed it such that her perky nipples were in between his middle and ring finger then he pinched her nipples along with sqeezing her milk tankers, the comibed feeling was too much and Jyoti collapsed against this time Imran’s hands firmly squished between her boobs and the matress, he began to molest her ample boobs like crazy, squeezing, pinching, pulling and Jyoti became crazy with the pain and pleasure assault. 



She was yelling like mad and using her hands to try and remove Imran’s iron grip, but it was like a sheep trying to escape the grip of a lion, she was thrashing her legs around like crazy and Imran used this opportunity to use his knees to part her legs as far as possible and touch his dirty, slimy cock head on her virgin ass hole and she shivered with the anticipation.

[RRahul]

If you are doubtful of my point please try an experiment get the “belan” (rolling pin) from your house and put the handle on the entrance of your ass, I gurantee you that you will feel a chill running down your spine, if you don’t than you’re a faggot, and don’t forget to wash it before re-using it.





Anyways Jyoti was shit scared of the impications and realized that there was no way that she would be able to physically dislodge him so she thought of doing something surprising. She quikly used her hand to land a few punches on Imran’s steel thighs, this merely made Imran laugh like crazy, the she used her fist to tear some of Imrans’ leg hair, now this really pissed him off as he momentarily let go of her and rubbed the spot where she had uprooted his leg hair, he became furious and as Jyoti was trying to get up to run away and her ass was just at his face level he took his hands and landed a few HARD slaps on her ass.




Imran- “AAAAAARRRRRRRHHHHHH RUNDIIIII!!!!!” (AAARRRRRRGGGGG WHORE!!!!)



Then he used his open forearm and back hand to land to land a few HARD slaps on her ass, this time he really did want to hurt her.
“CHHHAAARRRAAAKKKK” “CCCHHHAAATTTTTAAANNNGGGG”



Jyoti- “OOOUUUUUUUUUU” “AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!”


Imran- Saali Rundi, Mujhe Noochti hai, teri aukaat kaise hui!!! (Stupid Whore, How fucking Dare you scratch me)


CHHHAAAATTTAAANNNNGGGGG CHAAARRRAAAAK TTTHHHAAAAPPPP



Jyoti- “AAAAUUUUU AAAAHHHHH NNNNRRRRRGGGGG” “Ruko Ruko Accha Sory Soryyyyyy” “Wait, Wait, Okay I’m sorry, soryyyyyyy”




Then Imran pushed her over so that her ass was in the air and she fell on her elbows on the bed and her boobs were hanging down like milk tankers. That attracted Imran’s attention, wrath in this case.
He bent forward so that his cock was again lying along her ass crevice so that he could get the necessary reach. He grabbed her waist with one hand firmly and began to slap her heavy hanging boobs with his free hand again.




Jyoti- AAAYYYEEEEE AAAYYYEEEEEEEE OOOUUUUCCCCHHHHHH
Imran kept slapping her indiscriminately until his hand prints were all over her ass and boobs. But DON’T WORRY thanks to the prominent layer of fat on her ass and boobs it DID NOT hurt her too much, only enough to put a bitch back in discipline.




Now guess what Imran was doing while he was distracting her by his assault on her ass and boobs? He was stroking his cock and got her into the perfect position he wanted for invading her ass, and abruptly he put his cock head on her rose bud and lunged with his body forward, NO he didn’t push from the waist but he fucking lunged forward so that he fell on top her her and she on her belly, with her both legs on her sides and Imran on top of her ass firmly. His missile like cock managed to pierce her asshole and his bulbous head was now firmly inside her ass so that her ass gripped around the head. 








As Jyoti recovered from the shock of being slapped around and falling on her heavy boobs again, a searing white pain went across her body she felt her ass being stretched open to accommodate this ruffian’s door knob sized cock head. She began to vibrate from the sudden invasion and beads of sweat erupted from her entire body and as they met they trickled down her sides and onto the already wet and smelly cot. Her entire body became wet and slippery. Imran had to grab onto her by putting both his hands under her arms and over her head like a WWF Jhon Cena wrestling move, to grab hold of this sweaty slippery sexy fish. He held her as tightly as possible while he was bucking his hips and trying to get as much as possible his cock into her wide ass. 





Jyoti was desperately bucking her ass and flailing her hands inside Imran’s wresling grip trying to stop the invading cock in her ass, but it was just like stopping Md. Ghori’s invasion into Hindustan, it could NOT be stopped nor delayed. Jyoti didn’t know but it was Imran’s tried and tested technique. She was flailing her hands around which only amused Imran and she also thrashed and parted her legs which made his job much easier. He plunged another few inches into her virgin ass, his cock pushed in a lot of her ass flesh into her newly invaded asshole putting a tremendous pressure on her ass. 



Jyoti was madly flailing her arms around trying to escape but neither could she get Imran off of her nor could she wiggle out because Imran had grabbed her in a vice like wrestling move. It was probably something he learnt on TV watching wreslers and tried it on some of his hoes to break them. (here breaking doesn’t mean physical breaking but emotional breaking, when you pet a horse or elephant you have to break its spirit to gain control over it). Imran was actually enjoying Jyoti’s thrashing, he was sqeezing hard on her massive boobs and her fleashy tummy as he tried to gain control over her, like a wet sweaty fish. By this point only about 2-3 inches of his cock remained out of her ass. Imran was now saving those final inches for a massive fanalae, he didn’t thrust anymore and kept his cock where it was to make sure she got used to the size of the weapon




. Imran felt like his cock was in a hot oven, it was even hotter than her pussy and the entire mussles in her tunnel were squeezing his cock as if to milk it of its cum. As he kept his cock there, Jyoti very slowly got used to the size, than Imran began to slowly withdraw his cock out of her ass making Jyoti go “AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH” and slowly pushed his cock back into her ass making her go “OOOHHHHHHHHH” this condinued few times until he gained speed and began to thrust in and out of her ass. He had the best seats in the house, from where he was watching he could see Jyoti’s flawless back which ended in a marvelously large and bulbous ass. As he pushed in he watches his dirty iron rod cock disappear into her ass and as he pulled out he wathched it reapper coated in her juices. 





As he began to push harder and faster her pained faded away and was replaced with perverse pleasure. He was grabbing on her waiset and pullhing her in or pushing her out, and at regular intervals planting sharp slaps on her ass which made her go “OOOUUUUIIIIIIIIII” Then as she was getting used to the ass fucking and enjoying herself as was evident by her moans of “AAAAHHHHH UUUHHHHH YESSSSSSSS” and her hands sometimes grabbing her boobs, sometimes massaging her clit, or sometimes just holding on to the bed cover for support. 





Then Imran thought to give her the ultimate surprise, he gave a MASSIVE slap across her ample ass, CCHHHAAAARRRRAAAAAKKKKK and used the confusion to grab her waist from both sides firmly and give a MASSIVE push with his waist this cause the remaining 2-3 inches to plough into her ass, Jyoti was completely shocked she felt like something had pierced her very entrails and entered her stomach from the other end, and she fell forward and fainted for a while

[RRahul]

Imran used this opportunity to position her body as he wanted, he placed two pillows under dragger her to the edge of the bed where her legs were hanging off the edge and he was positioned behind her, 




he parted her legs and took position as to thrust from below and he began a gradual determined thrust until all of his cock was inside her ass and his matted pubic hair touched her ass and his balls hit her clit, then he withdrew until only his mushroom head was insider her ass, only to repeat again, as he did this a few times Jyoti was revived by the pleasure and pain.





 Imran pounded into her ass such that it was wildly vibrating and shaking each time his thighs bashed into her massive ass. THAP THAP THAP CHAT CHAT CHAT sounds filled the room. With each collision of his loins and her ass, her marble white ample ass shook like an earthquake. She was enjoing the dirty perverted reaming and so was Imran. It was the first time in his life that he was fucking such a beautiful and royal ass. Normally he was used to fucking only dark skinny asses but never this royal well fed aristocratic ass. 






He was lost in all of it; the realisation that he was fucking something that even the top businessmen in the city would pay a king’s ransom to get their hands on, the sight of her plump ass bouncing up and down on his dirty, black cock and the feeling of his cock being milked by her tight and strong ass muscles. 



Imran knew that he wouldn’t be lasting long, in fact had be been a normal man, he would have spilled his cum a long time ago, but it's only decades of experience and practice on thousands of girls which allowed him to stay in the game as long as he had. But whatever the case my be, it was time for him to spend himself. But being Imran that he is, he was going to make her beg for it.







Imran suddenly stopped pounding her ass and withdrew his cock completely from her ass, leaving a huge gaping home from where he ruined her ass. Jyoti felt a gold air rush into her hole and felt cold from the inside, a feeling that leave alone her even her mom or grand mom didn’t feel before. 



Jyoti was disturbed by the sudden withdrawal of the pleasure and began bucking her hips up and down to catch his cock on her ass and continue the perverse pleasure, but Imran only responded to her perverse desires but a strong and sharp slap across her ass. Jyoti was moaning and couldn’t stand it anymore and asked.




Jyoti- “ky….kya hua?” (Wh… What happened?)
Imran- “Mujhe ek problem hai” (I have a problem)
Jyoti- “kya” (what)


Imran- “Mujhe mera maal waste Karna pasand nehi” (I don't like wasting my stuff)


Jyoti- “Kya matlab? Kaunsa Maal?” (What do you mean, what stuff?)



Imran- “Wahi Maal jo Teri bacchedaani mai Tair raha hai” (the same stuff that’s swimming around in your womb)



Jyoti- “toh fir Andar daalo na?” (Then deposit it inside)


Imran- “nehi, Udhar nehi, main yeh maal sirf tere choot me daalunga” (no, not there, I will only deposit my load in your pussy)



Jyoti- “waha kyu?” (Why there)
Imran- “mera ek Sapna tha ki tere jaise ek mast maal ko pregnant Karunga aur tere kokh me apna beej daalunga” (I had a dream that one day I would make a hot stuff lady like you pregnant and deposit my hot cum in your womb)



Jyoti- “par who toh tum kar chuka Ho” (but you have already done that)



Imran- “Nehi, woh jo kiya tha tere mast hone pe kiya tha, mujhe ab Bata apne pure hosh aur hawas main… Kya tujhe mere bacche ki maa banna hai?” (No that you agreed to when you were at the height of climax, tell me now, when you are in your senses, do you want to be the mother of my child?)




Saying that he went close to her held her chin in his hand and planted a small kiss on her lips. 


Jyoti was completely blown away by this gesture, for the first time she felt and itch between her legs and a trickle but this time not because of lust but somewhere she felt admiration and love for this mad who had taken her to the pits of humiliation and had now extended his hand to pull her up again. He had made her go trough such a emotional roller coaster that she couldn't even dream of with someone else. She also knew that she had to get this done with and thoguht that she could always take an ipill later.





She loked into Imran's yellow eyes and gently kissed back and said, "haam Imran, main tumhare bacche ki maan banne ke liye teyyiar hun, kar do mujhe pregnant" (yes Imran, I accept being your child's mother, go ahead and make me pregnant)




This was like music in his old ears, he stood back, appreciated the complete submission of this aristocratic whore and, closed his eys as he plunged his cock hilt deep in her pussy, as her pussy had already been destroyed by his cock a few hours ago, Jyoti didn't feel much discomfort but a sudden invasion which she moaned, 

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and as his cock went in it expelled air form the destroyed pussy and sounded like, "PPPPPRRRRRFFFFffffffffpppptttttttttttttttttttttttttt" a vulgar noice.




His cock head reached and bumped up against her cervix, which made Jyoti jump a little, then he spread her legs and made room for about half more inch of cock and pushed that, first the head of his cock kissed the opening ring of her cervix, and than parted it and went inside such that only his cock head was completely inside her and her cervix ring had constricted around the mushroom of his cock ensuring a water tight or sperm tight seal, 



Imran lowered his mouth to her nipple and began to kiss, flick, and then gently bit it between his teeth, Jyoti arched her back and let our a painful yelp, "OOOUUUUUIIIIIIIIIII" this caused almost every muscle in her body to constircit inclusion her powerful womb and cervix muslces, this warm, wet, intermal massage of his cock sent Imran over the edge, his balls constricted as his cock erupted in waves upon waves of cum which splashed every serface of her womb, meeting the already prevously deposited cum. Jyoti again feld a very satisfying and primal how shower feeling in her pussy and tummy (womb) as it was inundated by his creamy baby making seed. 




Jyoti shook like she had malaria from the physical pleasure as he hot sweaty and exposed body was held like Imran, like a lion holding his pray. After so much exaustion, Jyoti didn't even have the energy to get up or even speak, Imran watched her drift away in a trance into sleep. Imran also placed his head on top of her massive milk tankers and slept himself.





Jyoti woke up a few hours later, it was the dead of night, but she wasn't worrid because her father didn't mind, it was common for he to dissapear for the night at a friends place, and even if her father had called one of her friends, she would have said that she was with her, knowing that she was probally getting fucked somewhere else. 





Anyyas, she was filled with satisfaction and guilt both, she shyly got up, her legs still sore from the monsterous fucking she got for hours. She searched for her clothes but couldn't find her bra or panties (Imran had took them as trophies) and she merely put on her pants and top, she opened the door and left the building. She got some distance form the building and called her driver and told her to pick her up from where she was.





While she was in the car she avoided making any eye contact with the driver Masood, while Masood knew exactly what had happneed because remember he wathching the whole thing in the hotel lobby on CCTV. The drive was a short one. Masood the river kept looking back at her though the mirror and smiling.




Masood- "toh... madam, apni saheli se mil aaye?" (So madam, met your friend?)


Jyoti- "kya?.... " (what....)


Masood- "aap apni Saheli se toh milne aaye thi na idhar" (you came to meet your friend here na?)


Jyoti- "H...Haaaaan saheli" (y...yes... friend)


Masood- "Madam kya baat hai aapki tabiyet thodi kharab lag rahi hai???" (Madam what's the matter, you're looking a bit flushed)



Jyoti- "kya matlab, apne kaam se kaam rakho aur gadi theek se chalao aage dekhke" (what do you mean? Mind your own business and drive carefully by looking sraight)



After that Masood didn't say anything, becuae why would he? He had all the evidence he needed for later, so he dropped her home and went to his servant quarters without any incident.
Jyoti on the other hand came home, as she went upto her room, even walking was difficult for her, she was so sore, each step she took, she could feel gallons of Imran's cheap sperm sloshing around in her royal womb. 



She went for a shower, where still now table spoons of cum was leaking from her pussy down her leg, she cleaned herself up as best she could, and went to bed just in her new panties and bra..

[RRahul]

Jyoti woke up the next day, totally nude in her bed, her entire body was aching from the royal fucking she had received the day before, he noticed a puddle of sperm and a wet spot between her legs pooled on the clean bed sheet. She thought to herself that she better rush and take some contraceptive pills or else she will become pregnant with the brute’s seed



. She rushed to her bag and searched for a sachet of I-pill to take, but she was out of it, as she had given the last tablet to her friend Sheetal who had got fucked by her rich boyfriend without a condom. She saw the empty packt and it was written that it msut be taken within 72hrs (3dys of the sexual contact) she looked at her watch and thought that one whole day was up and the more the time elapses the less effective the pill becomes. So she thought about going and getting the pill herself but didn’t want to face the humiliation and effort of getting the pill herself. She wrote down the name “I-Pill” on a piece of paper and went to her driver Abdul.



Jyoti- Abdul, yeh ek davai likh di hai maine, aur Rs.100 hai, tum abhi ke abhi jake le aao aur change rakh lo.




Abdul- Kyo madam aap theek toh hain na? Bukhar hai kya?



Jyoti- haan h…aan…. Main theek hu, jao jake davai leke aao.

Abdul- theek hai madam.





As Abdul turned his back he was grinning ear to ear, he went to the pharmacy and got her the pills, which Jyoti took and breathed a sigh of relief.



So advance a few more days and Jyoti was still recoving from her soreness, everytime she went to the shower and touched her tender pussy, she felt that effects of that night. Many nights gone by and she fingered and rubbed herself to sleep, making a wet puddle between her legs just like Junaid had left her with. 



She didn’t even realize that she had missed her period for the month, she thought that it was because of the royal fucking that her body must have behaved different. So over the next month she spend going to college, teasing rich boys and being a tease which she was, but the more she mingled with her class the more she was missing the careless and crass caress of the slum dwellers, the brutal thrusts and the consequence less spank. She was missing being treated like the whore that she was. So she was busy in that thought and since her exams were coming she was engrossed in that.




About 40dys went by and she opened her handbag one day to find her sanitary napkin pack neatly wrapped and unused!- Oh my god she thought, she didn’t get her period still after 50dys! This means she missed her 2 cycles. She became shit scared now as she remembered all that could happen biologically.




She immidiately goes on the internet and searches for a gyenocologist to fix an appointment, but she is to ashamed to do it herself, so she calls up one of her boy toys and gets him to do it citing that she really needs some medical help and can’t confide the matter to anyone else. The boy was so excited that he called the clinic, fixed an appointment and even paid the consultation fee via credit card.






So the day of the appointment came, and Jyoti dressed a bit conservatively but as mentioned earlier nothing can hide those assets, even a simple sweater and fitted jeans will make her look like a porn star. She tells her driver to get the car and first they go to the boy’s house to pick him up. The boy was dressed like he was going on a job interview and not to a clinic. They both sat in the back seat and we're driving to the location told by Jyoti, then the driver stopped the car at a tea stall and said, “madam just a minute I have to go take a piss really desperately” he then got down and disappeared in the bushes.





Only a few seconds must have passed and both the doors of the car’s back seat opened and a strong hand pulled the boy and dragged him out. The man just showed the boy a country revolver and told him, “boy if you value your life, leave this slut and run home” the boy was scared shitless and probally did shit his pants, the goon let go of his arm and he fell down and stumbled up as he tried his best to collect himself and run the fuck away form that place. The goons weren’t even concerned for him, they knew that this city slicker would run home and not even bother looking back.






Before Jyoti could even realise what was going on or open the door to get out, the door on her side opened automatically and a man pushed her to the middle seat while another man came in and sad on the other side. A few moments later her eyes adjusted to the outside heat and light (her car had tinted windows so no matter how hot or bright it was outside, inside it’d always be a cool dawn or dusk) she was horrified at what she saw, it was the old pimp Imran who had fucked her guts out about 2 months ago, and she looked at the other side and it was Junaid her driver. She was caught between these two lower class Giants.

[RRahul]

Junaid- kyu be kaha Jaa rahi thi? “Where were you going”

Jyoti- mai mai mai…. “Me me me me”



Junaid- alse bakri ki taraj mai mai mai kya kar rahi hai, bata kidhar jaa rahi thi??? “Why are you going mai mai mai like a goat? Tell me where you were going?”

Jyoti- silence

Abdul- mai batata hu ustad, yeh ladies rundi clinic jaa rahi thi (let me tell you friend, she was going to the gaenocologist)




Junaid- accha rundi, yeh such hai? (Reall whore, is this true?)

Jyoti- n..n…nehi… (N..n…no…)



Abdul- kisse chutiya bana rahi hai bahen ki lodi, yehi ka address bola tha na tune??? Dekh anpad hu chutiya nehi (who the fuck do you think you are fooling? I’m illeterate, not a fool, you gave the address for here)

Jyoti was profoundly shocked, this was the first time the her meek driver had spoken to her that way.




Abdul- haan be rundi bahut dino baad meri yeh dil ki khundas nikal aayi hai, nehi toh yeh pahad jaise mumme aur gadariya gaand dekhke mera bhi man karta hai teri bacchedani me lund gadhke ek baccha nikal du. (Yeah whore I have been keeping this greavance for a long time now, else looking at these mountanous boobs and bulbous ass, even my heart wishes to plunge my cock into your womb and make a baby.




Abdul- aur yaad hai uss din tune mujhe ek tablet lane ko bola tha? Mai chutiya nehi hu, maine chemist se pucha tha yeh kiss liye hai, toh usne bata ki yeh bacche kirane ki dawai hai (and do you remember that tablet you told me to get, I’m not a dumbass, I asked the chemist what what was it for and he told me that it’s for emergency contraception.)





Junaid- saali rundi, toh tu mera baccha girane ko chali thi? Jab ki maine bola tha ki tujhe isse rakhna hai?! (Stupid whore, so you were about to abord my child whhen I told you specifically that you have to keep it)




Jyoti- nehi nehi main nehi kar sakti, meri shaadi bhi nehi hui abhi tak… (No no I can’t do it, I’m too young and not even married yet)




Junaid- Yeh tujhe chudne se pehle sochna chahea tha… Mai chodta hu toh sirf maa banane ke liye? Issi me ultimate maza hai… Jab mai aate jaate tere ghar me jhaakunga toh mujhe dikhna chahea ki tera tummy din pratti din football ki tarah badh raha hai, tere mumme dudu se latak rahe honge, tabhi asli maza hai…. Aggar tere jaise high class rundi ke garv me low class beej chodne mai hi asli maza hai, khaali chudai mai kuch nehi rakha. (That you should have thought of before agreeing to being fucked, when I fuck, its only to make children, to watch you and see your tummy growing like a foot ball, you boobs hanging with milk, and to plant my low class seed in your fertile garden of Eden, that is the real joy, not mere fucking for sex.)





Jyoti- nehi nehi please mai ghar pe kya kahungi, meri life barbad ho jaigi (no no please what will I say at home, my life would get ruined)
Junaid- “kyu, kisi aur chutiye se shaadi kar le, humari pyar ki nishani ko kissi aur ka naam de” (why, marry someone else, give our love child his name)




Jyoti was just sitting there, trapped inbetween these two sex crazed men and sobbing. Now just to put the icing on the cake, Junaid reached forward and put a CD in the car’s enternainment system, and within a few seconds the scene began with her being tossed on the bed, sucking his cock, riding his cock like a cow girl and wrapping her legs around him and exalting him to go deeper and deeper still. It was in total a 30mins clip, she understood that they had edited the clip and kept only the parts where she was actively partiicipating in the act, so that she couldn’t blame him for forcing her. 





Jyoti’s throat became dry and her eyes fixated on the screen. She felt an itch between he rlegs and a slight trickle as her pussy gave out to her most primal desier. For a moment she thought that this might be a good idea, I mean she wasn’t good in her studies anyways and nevere had an ambition apart from getting married to a rich man, enjoying a decent sex life and living comfortably off of his money, and she could do the same now, except instead of a decent sex life, she could have a great sex life, and added bonus of the sheer taboo of carrrying a seed of a lower calss man in her elite fertile fields. Jyoti almost gave us and closed her eyes.

[RRahul]

Abdul used this opportunity to grab a handful of her tits and squeeze lightly producing a light moan from Jyoti’s lips. As she opened her eyes she was shocked to see Abdul treat her like that. She always knew that Abdul had a lusty eye for her, of course which man wouldn’t. 

She always made sure to tease her driver and all lower class men with her boobs or ass to make them realize that what they could never have in life, but now looks like that lamb has fallen right in the paws of the lion. She tried pulling back but she was promptly reminded by the driver Abdul.




Abdul- “madam woh video dekh rahi ho na… aap kaise uchal uchal ke chud rahi ho? Zabardasti ki toh koi scope hi nehi hai, tu ya toh cooperate karegi, ya fir yeh video kal log net se download karenge” (Madam, look at that video, you’re jumping up and down getting fucked, there is no scene of us being forceful, you either cooperate or else everyone will be downloading this video from the net.)





Jyoti felt her heart beating fast and her mouth dry up as she knew she was badly trapped.


Abdul- “arre madam, chinta ki kya baat hai? Hum aapke saath koi aise waise cheez thodi na karne wale hai? Hum toh bas thoda fun karenge aur aap ko bhi karwaienge” (Madam, why are you so worried? It’s not like we’re going to do anything wrong with you, all we want to do is have a little fun and make sure you have fun also)




Saying that he gently grabbed her hands and put his other hand on her chest, between her breasts, on her heart. Note if you manage to do that to a woman, she will agree to whatever you say.

Jyoti sighed deeply and accepted her fate as a sex slave to these low class brutes and said.



Jyoti- “theek hai, agar tum dono ko yehi chahea, toh theek hai” (Okay, if that is what you both want, then so be it)
Hearing that Junaid got out of the car by opening the door and went over to the other side to the driver’s seat, opened the door and sat in the driver’s seat.




Just as Jyoti’s attention was distracted by the opening and closing of the door Abdul the driver used the opportunity and grabbed her massive boobs and squeezed HARD!!! And put his hands in between her legs, she instinctively closed her legs and his hands got caught inbtween his massvie thunder thighs and was almost crushed. He bagan to squeeze her boobs just like a mango to extract the juice, she pushed her head back and began to moan, “AAAHHHH AAAHHHH UUUGGGGG” and began to rub her thunder thighs to make his rough worker hands grind on her pussy.




 Abdul than sat so that he was resting on the door and diagonally on the seat and pulled Jyoti on his lap, as she felt his missile on her ass, he began to molest her pussy and boobs all the while feeling his cock in between the massive cheeks of her ass…. Just then Abdul said to Junaid, “Mian chalte hai, iss dudlel raand ko fursat me enjoy karenge” (lets go friend, we’ll enjoy this bobby whore someplace private)…. Junaid replied, “jo hokum sarkar” (whatever you say boss) and started the engine and sped off…..
VRRROOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM



What is going to happen next?
What will they do to her?

[RRahul]

The car was speeding through bumpy dirt roads and jerking as the suspension had to deal with the roads of the poor countryside. All the time Imran the driver was busy mashing Jyoti’s massive milk tankers and enjoying their prominence. The jerking of the car was making the hefty Jyoti bounce on Imran’s lap and lanced by his massive cock ready to tear into her. 

Perhaps many passers by had seen the scene being played out inside but they didn’t dare approach the car or raise an alarm because it wasn’t that type of place, it was the semi-rural places around Delhi where the writ of law fades into the writ of local political strongmen. Imran kept alternating between her milk tankers to her thunder thighs, Jyoti kept busy moaning, biting her lips, and trying to remove Imran’s bear paws in a futile way.






This vehicular molestation continued for about 30mins until the car screeched to a stop with clouds of dust enveloping the vehicle. It stopped in the midst of bushes so that the car was partialy covered.
The lewd driver Imran then tossed Jyoti on the adjacent seat where she suddenly fell with a thud, don’t worry it didn’t hurt her as the seats were covered with expensive leather seat cover and padded, just like that massive ass she landed on.





Imran then began to remove his clothes one by one, frist he removed his shirt and his vest until he was bare from the waist up. Then his hands reached the “nada” (string) holding up his payjama and pulled on the string. Jyoti could only watched in disbelief as she saw the massive missile which was bulging inside his pants.then he pulled on the string and off came his pants, which he threw on the front seat along with his salwar. Now the brute Imran was only in his cheap dirty and stinky underwear in front of the aristocratic, fair and buxom Jyoti. 




She kept on staring at the missile hidden inside his underwear and imagined the untold cheap whores and bitches that he’s fucked and impregnated in his slums and how it was going to enjoy her aristocratic pussy today. Imran just stood there and told her to get naked. Jyoti hesitated for a moment, although she had been fucked like a whore before but doing so before another man, the one she knew and treated like a servant.




Imran- chal rundi kapde utar “common whore open your clothes”
Jyoti- …………..
Imran- bola na rundi khol de sab “didn’t I tell you whore to open it all!”
Saing so he slapped her across the boobs and watched the milkyness jiggle around as Jyoti shriked in pain and realized the seriousness of the situation, she was in no position to negotiate. She was like a lamb in front of a lion, totally a putty his whims.





Jyoti then sat up on the car and reached underneath and grabbed her top and was beginning to pull it off, Imran could see the beginning of her marble white skin of her tummy and almost went mad, he could have tore off Jyoti’s clothes right there but he resisted that urge. Jyoti got off her top and was folding it to keep it aside then Imran snatched it off her hands and threw it out the window (which the pimp Afzal had opened to smoke a cigarette, you see he might be a soulless pimp but he cared about the dangers of 2nd hand smoking).



 Jyoti was absolutely livid with rage that how did this cheap servant toss out her expensive branded top just like it was a banana peel. She tried to protest but was only met with a light back handed slap from Imran.

[RRahul]

Imran- chup randi, tereko bolne ki permission nehi hai (shut up whore, you don’t have the persmission to speak)



Jyoti was stunned, the man who she treated as a servant for year was not treated her like a Rs.100 whore. Then his attentioned turned towards her jenes which he told her

Imran- ab yeh kya tera baap utarega?



Jyoti was again shocked that the man who referred to her father always as sir, or boss or janab or sahib was now using his name so roughly, but just then Imran lost his patience and was about to rip them off and Jyoti fought with him to open the button because she thought that if he ripped the buttons then she would have to go home by holding them up. After she had opened the button and unzipped them, instinctively Imran grabbed them by the belt hooks and pulled them off, they peeled off totally turning inside out because they were fitted and streachable materials to fit onto her contures. He removed them from her body and again threw them out the window. 





Now Jyoti was laying there only in her matching beige bra and panties, she looked vulgar, like a porn star even like that, the thin pieces of materials were not enough to cover her assets, with almost 3/4th of her massive milk tankers peeking out and only the nipples hidden underneath the fabric, taught from the excitement and uncertainty and producing a slight bump on the smooth fabric. Her fair and naked tummy was there for him to savor and her deep navel where many boys had lost their thoughts. Below was her thin lacy panty struggling to cover her most secret treasure guarded by thunder thighs which looked like they might be able to crush a man’s head into pulp between them. Jyoti was uselessly trying her best to seem modest, she closed her eyes and used her one hand over her chest and another over her pussy to try and cover what can not be covered.






Jyoti had since closed her eyes and awaiting her fate by her own driver Imran, Imran on the other hand was over her like a hawk keeping its eyes on the pray. Jyoti was as closed as she could be, she had covered over her massive milk tankers with one hand and closed her thunder thighs and placed her other hand over her treasure. Imran wanted her to open up without the use of force. Imran then bent down over her heavenly buxom body and began to kiss her all over her face, neck, shoulders, and run his fingers across her hair. Jyoti was at first disgusted by the act but slowly over the minutes began to enjoy it. Imran than increased his attacks and was licking her sensitive parts on her neck and gently lip biting her just below the ear. Then Imran used his masterstroke, he moved to her ear and began to gently suck on her earlobes. NOTE- The ear lobes is the most sensitive part of a female without going into forbidden territory. If you get a chance than surely touch, caress or kiss those parts and I gurantee you even you own aunt, sister would get wet and want your cock in her pussy.




 Jyoti had since changed he demeanour, she was now using her one hand to not really cover but rub her pussy and the other to knead her massive milk tankers. Small gasps of aaahhhh uffff uuuuuu escaped her mouth as soft moans. Just then Imran the brute began to massage her shoulders while he was licking and love biting her ear lobes. Note- If you are with your girlfriend or any girl for that matter, start massaging her neck, use firm pressure on the two ridges on the center of the neck, wait until her goes totally limp from the pleasure and even begins to moan or tilt her head forward, giving you easy acess. That means she is ready for the next step. Then you would playfully kiss her on the neck and finally nibble her ear, I guarantee you her pussy would be hopelessly flooded by this point and next step you can do is grab yourself a handful of her boobs. After that she is just putty in your hands





. Anyways Jyoti was also putty in Imran’s hands, she was just laying there getting mauled and molested by the brute Imran, enjoying this untold pleasure. Then Imran decided to take it to the next level. He grabbed hold of her hands and put them over her head and shifted so that he was on top of her, over the expensive seats of the luxuary Mercedes. Yes it’s true, many times he had taken the car out on the pretext of getting it serviced or washed and fucked village or slum girls on the same seats but this was different, this was the boss’s daughter whom he had driven around and been a servant to for so many years. Imran now was lying on top of this fair buxom beauty, he held both of her hands over her head so that she could not cover her assets with them. He was now romantically smooching her and with his erect rod insdide his cheap underwear poking between her legs as to request of beg for entry. 





Finally Jyoti gave up from the pleasure and parted her legs slightly, this allowed Imran to thrust his massive missile inbetween her hegs and bring it in contact with he pussy only separated from his cock by two pieces of flimsy fabric (he panties and his underwear), he could taste her expensive pussy with his dirty cock. His cock could feel the slickness of the damp cloth wetted by her copious juices and the heat radiating from her inner most scantum. This made him go almost mad, he wanted to explode then and there but he knew his cum would much rather be deposited inside her pussy than wasted on the car’s seat. 





Imran kept on smooching her and occasionally used one hand to maul her massive milk tankers. Occasoinally he put both hands under her and hugged her like a lover and occasionally he put his hands and squeezed her massive butt hard to remind her that she was a slut. Just then the passionate session was broken by the pimp,
Junaid’s harsh words, who was until now sitting in the front seat and smoking a bidi.