Fantasy (Finished Ch.3) Dadi's Little Slut - **Old/Young, Forced, Exhibition, Humiliation**

[blackdesk]

what a detailed kinky sexy story. so good so sexy. let shanti have more and more rough and dirty low class men as she enjoys them heartily.

[Manikandarajesh]

Super hot

[B1ryani]

Thank you all for the support. The story will continue next week. Sorry for the delay. Have been busy.

[B1ryani]

**Part 27.**

I felt Rahul’s tongue slowly make its way in-between my slit down towards the entrance of my cum filled pussy. He wrapped his lips around the hole, slowly sucking out Ganesh’s cum into his mouth.  

 “Hmmm..”, I closed my eyes, moaning softly as I felt his wet tongue enter my creamy pussy. “Ahhhh...fuck...don’t stop Rahul...”, I whispered to him. Ganesh watched us, slowly stroking his semi hard erection.  

Senthil stopped pounding Manisha. He suddenly reached forward and grabbed her hair, pulling her head upwards so she had a clear view of Rahul and me. “Look at your boyfriend.”, he said, the entire length of his cock was still buried deep inside Manisha’s asshole. “He loves eating your friend's pussy.”, he mocked her, laughing out loud.  

Rahul kept quiet, focusing his tongue on my pussy. Manisha’s looked at us, tired and humiliated. Her anus was burning and sore from the hard fucking Senthil was giving her little hole.  
 
“Why don’t you be my whore? My customers will love you.”, Senthil said, slowly stroking her hair. "I can make good money from you both.”, he said, looking at me as well. Rahul’s hands were slowly moving up my belly, his fingers searching for my hard nipples. He grabbed both nubs with his thumb and index fingers, very gently twisting and pulling them.  

“Mmmmmm...”, I kept my eyes closed. Rahul’s actions were causing my body to shiver slightly. Manisha’s grip of my hand was loosening. I could imagine how she must be feeling at the moment watching her boyfriend eat me before her. Senthil’s humiliating words hurting her even more.  
 
THAP!. Senthil pumped his cock into her ass again. THAP!..THAP!..THAP!THAP!. “You only deserve my cock, slut.”. Senthil smiled as he started pounding her again. Manisha was holding her upper body up with her elbows, her tits swinging to every thrust.  

Ganesh grabbed Rahul’s head, pulling him out from between my legs. His thick cock was hard again, the monstrous black head sticking out from his foreskin. He was smiling as he got on top of me again, repositioning himself. 

“Ganesh”, Senthil suddenly raised his voice. The old security guard looked up at him. “I want to try that bitch’s ass now”, he said, pulling his cock out of Manisha’s asshole. Her anus remained stretched open, gaping at the ceiling. He went near her ear, whispering. “Don’t worry. I’ll come back to you shortly.”, he smiled.  
 
“Yes, Senthil Sir.” Ganesh replied, getting off me. Senthil moved over towards me, looking at Rahul who was standing at the corner watching us, his cock was still hard, little traces of Ganesh’s dried cum on his lips and chin.  
 
“Don’t be shy.”, Senthil sneered at Rahul as he pulled my body upwards towards him, positioning me into the same doggy position as Manisha’s was. “You can play with your little cock if you want. I might even allow you to fuck whichever whore you want after we are done.", Senthil stared at him. 
 
Rahul remained quiet; he lowered his head. Not wanting to look at Senthil. 
 
“What should you say, boy?.”, Ganesh spoke out, as he walked around the bed frame towards Manisha. Her eyes were wide, looking at the thick black cock making its way towards her.  
 
Rahul looked up at Senthil timidly, “Tha...thank you uncle.”, he said softly, trying to avoid Senthil’s eyes as much as he could. Senthil let out a little laugh before turning his attention back at me.  
 
Senthil spread my butt cheeks open, staring at my exposed asshole. “Must be my lucky day.”, he smiled, adjusting himself behind me. I felt his cock head touch the entrance of my anus, slowly stretching my hole wider as he forced his meat into me.  
 
I gripped the bedsheet, holding it tightly to prepare for his entrance into my dry anus. Fuck. This is the third cock to enter my butt so far. “You’re not as tight as your friend over there.”, Senthil commented casually as his cock slowly slid into me, my anal walls filling up with his meat. “How many cocks have you taken up your ass?’, he laughed.  
 
In front of me, Ganesh pulled Manisha off the bed, throwing her body backwards down onto the bedroom floor. He stood in front of her, stroking his thick black cock, looking down at her scared face. “Open your mouth, randi.”, he smiled, looking at her body.  
 
Behind me, Senthil slowly started to push his cock deeper into my asshole until I felt his saggy ball sack resting on my pussy lips. “Oh fuck.”, Senthil moaned softly, he placed his hands on my hips, adjusting himself behind me. Rahul’s eyes were shifting between looking at Senthil’s cock buried inside my anus and Ganesh holding his cock out towards Manisha with a smile on his face.  
 
Manisha pushed her body upwards towards him, slowly wrapping her lips around Ganesh’s thick black cock head and started to suck. “Ahhhh...suck harder bitch.”, Ganesh moaned, his right hand holding the base of his cock while the left was holding her head. He held her by her hair and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth, making her gag.  
 
THAP!...THAP!...THAP!...Senthil slowly started to slam his hips into my buttcheeks, trying to make sure his cock goes in as deep as it can into my anus. “You feel so good slut. Has someone already loosened your asshole for me?”, Senthil chuckled slightly, moving his hips faster and faster. “Take it all in...”, he said loudly, his fingers digging onto my flesh as he pumped my ass vigorously.  
 
Ganesh was pulling Manisha’s hair hard, to a point where tears were rolling down her cheeks. She was choking on the thick black cock in her mouth, trying to gasp for air. “Mmmph...mmmmhmmm...”. I could hear her trying to shout out at Ganesh. He was slamming his hairy pubic area into her nose every time he pulled and pushed his cock down her throat.  
 
“Does it taste good, randi?”, Ganesh laughed. “I think there is still some of your friend's pussy juice on my cock. Suck it clean.”.  
 
THAP! THAP! THAP! THAP! Senthil was going hard on my ass, pounding to his heart's content. He has been going on for more than half an hour now, switching from Manisha’s ass to mine and still hard as a rock. Rahul was standing at the edge of the bed, his right hand holding onto his cock, watching us.  

“Come here bastard.”. Senthil called Rahul, looking at the small cock in his hand. Rahul came close to Senthil. “Put it in this slut’s mouth.”, he tapped my back, "Shouldn't be hard for her to suck that little cock.”, he chuckled. Ganesh laughed loudly hearing Senthil’s comment.  

Senthil stopped moving, waiting for Rahul to get on the bed and position himself in front of me. I lifted my head, and looked up at Rahul’s eyes as he got on his knees in front of me, his cock standing at attention in my face. “Suck on it, bitch.”, PAPPP!. Senthil slapped my ass hard.  

“Ahh..”, I shouted out, taken by surprise. My right butt cheek was stinging from the hard slap. Senthil’s cock remained hard sill buried inside my ass as I opened my mouth, taking Rahul’s pink cock head in my mouth.  
 
Ganesh pulled Manisha’s head off his cock, making her look at us. I was spit roasted between Rahul and Senthil, one cock in mouth and another in my ass. “Look at your friend sucking your boyfriend’s little cock.”, he said sarcastically. Manisha’s looked at us sadly from the floor. I was sucking on Rahul’s cock head hard, lapping my tongue all around the small mushroom head and teasing his pee hole.  

THAP!THAP!THAP! Senthil started again, every thrust pushing my body forward, making Rahul’s cock slide in deeper into my mouth.

**End of Part 27.**

[B1ryani]

**Part 28.**

“MMphhhh...”, I moaned in surprise at how fast Rahul ejaculated into me, my teeth still gently biting down on the base of his cock, holding it in my mouth. He continued to fill up my mouth with his seed then collapsed backwards onto the bed, his cock now barely an inch as it went back into its thick foreskin.    
  
“Don’t swallow.”, Ganesh said out loud, watching me. “Get up, randi. Share your boyfriend’s cum with her.”. He grabbed her arm, pulling her upwards back onto the bed. “Go on... your friend is waiting. “, he laughed. I kept Rahul’s creamy cum inside my mouth, waiting for Manisha to come to me.     

Manisha slowly crawled towards me, her face was tired and sad. Rahul moved out of the way, giving Manisha space to get face to face with me. I watched as she crawled towards me on her hands and knees, her hair shriveled and messy, mouth most probably sore from having taken Ganesh’s thick black cock down her throat.   
 
She passionately kissed me on my lips, her wet tongue slowly entering my mouth, tasting Rahul’s thick cum. Manisha’s balanced herself upwards with her left hand, her right hand grabbed my swinging breast, her fingers slowly playing with my hard nipples. THAP!THAP!THAP! Senthil was pounding my pussy with no mercy as Manisha kissed me and played with my hanging breasts, gently rubbing and pulling my nipples downwards like she was milking a cow. 
 
Rahul continued to lie down on the side of the bed, his jaw was open slightly watching the sight of me and Manisha sharing his cum. He had one hand covering his soft cock.  
 
Ganesh got on the bed again, positioning himself behind Manisha, his thick black cock head resting between her ass cheeks. Ganesh held her down, roughly pushing his cock into her tight anus.  
 
Manisha stopped kissing me , her eyes were closed, face grimacing in pain as Ganesh forced his thick fat cock into her asshole. “Ahhhoowww....fuck...uncle..you’re too big...please...”, she cried out.  

“Shut the fuck up randi.”, Ganesh smiled. Behind me, Senthil was still fucking me harder and harder, pushing his cock as deep as he could into the depths of my pussy. Ganesh used his hands and spread Manisha’s butt cheeks apart, her little pink asshole trying its hardest to stretch itself to take in more of Ganesh’s meat. “I’m going to enjoy this hole.”, Ganesh smiled.  
 
Senthil was slowing down, his grip on my hips getting tighter. “Ahh..ahh.ahhh..Come on slut..”, Senthil moaned. THAP!THAP!THAP! His hips were smashing into my thighs with every thrust. “ahhhhh....fuckkkk”, Senthil moaned as he released his load deep inside my pussy. Shit. I hope I still had enough of Mr Arul’s pills at home, I prayed. I kept my lips closed tightly, waiting for Senthil to finish using me as his cum dump.  
 
“Ahhh...that was good...”, Senthil moaned as he pulled his cock out of me, letting his cum flow out of my pussy onto the wet mattress. He stumbled backwards towards the edge of the bed, slowly pushing himself off and standing up, watching his cum exit my sore pussy hole in thick creamy gushes. He smiled to himself, watching the end product of his abuse.  
 
I let my body fall down to its side on the bed beside Rahul, I was tired. We haven't had anything to eat since morning. My asshole and pussy were extremely sore from the pounding I had taken from Senthil and Ganesh. The white goo was slowly flowing out of my pussy hole, the strong taste of Rahul’s cum in my mouth which I had swallowed after Manisha stopped kissing me was making me want to vomit. Rahul placed his right hand on my back, gently rubbing it, trying to comfort me.  
 
Senthil walked over to the chair and sat down, crossing his leg over the knee. He took one of Ganesh’s cigarettes and lit one up, watching us on the bed. Ganesh was still positioned behind Manisha. He had managed to fit the entire length of his cock inside her while she had her face in her hands, crying hard from the pain.  
 
“I think we should get some food and drinks to celebrate this day.”. Senthil commented, smiling. “What do you think, Ganesh?” 
 
The old security guard’s face lit up, “Yes. Senthil sir. I agree.”, he replied Senthil as he slowly started to thrust his hip into Manisha. Senthil bent forward to take his pants off the floor, digging around for his phone.  

“Oooww...ahhh...it hurts uncle...”, Manisha groaned, her fingers gripping the wet bedsheets tightly. Ganesh slammed his cock into Manisha. THUPP! THUPP! THUPP!. I watched silently as his thick black cock went in and out of Manisha’s tight butt hole.  
 
“Ahhhhh..ahh...ahh....”, Ganesh moaned softly, holding onto Manisha tightly, sliding his cock in and out of her. I reached out and held Manisha’s hand, wrapping my fingers around hers. Her dark pink nipples and firm breasts swaying slightly as Ganesh thrusted his hips into her. Rahul watched silently as his girlfriend took the thick black cock into her anus.  
 
“Fuck the bitch hard, Ganesh.”, Senthil smiled, his hand holding onto the phone. He was seated with his legs spread a little, his cock resting between his thighs. He was enjoying the show.  

THUP!THUP!THUP! The loud sounds emitting from Manisha’s pounding echoed inside the room. Ganesh continued on for a few minutes, tearing Manisha’s little asshole apart “Ahh..ahhh....i’m going cum...”, he moaned loudly. Ganesh pulled his hard cock out of Manisha’s butt and pulled her body upwards.  

Ganesh held his cock by the base with his right hand, stroking hard. The left holding her jaw open as he pushed his cock deep into her mouth.  

“Mmphhh...”, Manisha’s eyes were wide open as she gagged on his thick cock, letting Ganesh unload his cum for the second time today, down her throat this time. Thick chunks of cum started to exit her lips as Ganesh slowly pulled his cock out, stroking it while watching her.  

“Make sure you drink everything, randi.”, he sneered at her. “I don’t want to see you waste my cum.”, he laughed as Manisha closed her eyes and swallowed. Manisha laid down on the bed beside me, sobbing silently to herself. Ganesh slowly stood up and sat in the chair beside Senthil, looking at us with a smile. 

“Call the kitchen and ask them to send us some food and a bottle.”, Senthil told Ganesh. The old security guard nodded, standing up to pick up his pants. “You, bastard.”, Senthil shouted at Rahul. “Come here.I don’t want you near my whores.”

**End of Part 28.**

[B1ryani]

**Part 29.**

Rahul’s body jerked up when he heard Senthil shout at him. He fearfully pushed himself off the side of the bed and slowly walked towards Senthil. Ganesh was smiling at him, looking at Rahul’s soft cock.  
 
“Sit down here.”, Senthil glared at him. “Think again. Either you call your father or we will have another round with these two sluts.”. I felt Manisha’s hand hold mine tightly, she was shivering a little bit hearing Senthil’s comment. I too was afraid. At this point, I assumed the men would let us go after fucking Manisha and me. Both my pussy and asshole were sore, I wanted to wash the taste of cum from my mouth so bad.  
 
I lifted my head up a little bit to take a look at Manisha. She was lying down beside me, her chest heaving up and down, those perfect dark pink nipples hard and pointing upwards. Her legs were slightly open, the little fine pubic hair sticking out a little bit with her light brown fat pussy lips still slightly red and bruised from the pussy slapping she had endured. Her thick labia skin was slightly enlarged and the flesh peeking out from between those juicy pussy lips. There was dried cum all over her mouth, dry tears on her cheeks. I gently stroked her hair, trying to comfort her.  
 
“Are you going to get me my money, boy?”, Senthil was staring at him as Ganesh slowly slid his pants back on and sat back on the chair, pulling his old phone out to make a call. Rahul remained quiet, staring down at his feet. “Sit down here, useless bastard.”, Senthil shouted at him. “At least he is giving us an opportunity to fuck them again.”, he pointed at Manisha and me, laughing.  
 
Rahul sat down cross-legged on the floor beside Senthil’s chair, hanging his head down. Ganesh was sitting on Senthil’s right hand side, on the phone with someone. I could hear him ordering food from the run-down hotel kitchen downstairs. The day definitely did not go as we had planned, and we had no idea what was in store for us. I could feel Senthil’s eyes on our bodies. Manisha had turned to face me, blocking my body but leaving her back and ass exposed towards the 3 three men. I slowly wrapped my hands around her, hugging her tightly.  
 
Senthil slowly stood up, picking up his clothes and slowly started to put them on. He left his pants unbuckled and his shirt unbuttoned as he looked at us while he got dressed. Then he sat down at the edge of the bed, in front of our feet. 
 
“You girls would not even look at me when you walked by in the morning.”, he sneered, “This slut.”, he tapped Manisha’s feet, “She was rude and disrespectful, even the first she came to fuck that little cock in my hotel.”. Manisha pulled her feet away from him as he chuckled at her. “Look at where you are now, fucking bitch.”, Senthil pushed his glasses up his nose, looking at Manisha’s ass.  
 
Ganesh kept his phone away after his call and watched silently, a slight smile on his face, happy to have been a part of this group fuck.  
 
Senthil reached out with his right hand and grabbed Manisha’s butt cheek, spreading the flesh apart exposing her stretched pink sore asshole to Rahul and Ganesh. He laughed at her, “This hole is twice its size now.”, he mocked her. Manisha’s kept quiet; her eyes shut. Senthil pulled out his phone, and took a picture of her spread anus. 
 
“Uncle...please...don’t..”, Manisha realized what he was doing.” Please...don’t take any pictures.”, she begged him.  
 
Senthil grabbed her left thigh and pushed her body sideways so she was lying down on her back, her legs spread slightly. He aimed his phone camera right between her legs, snapping a close-up picture of her pussy. “How else would I be able to make sure your boyfriend will get me my money?”, he sneered, looking at Rahul who was seated on the floor.  
 
“I didn’t do anything to you... please ..uncle... I am sorry...”, Manisha begged him. “I won’t be rude ever again... please.”, her placed her hands over her pubic area, covering as much as she could.  
 
Senthil turned his phone screen towards her, her face went dark as she saw the picture of her fat pussy lips inside a WhatsApp group chat. Replies were starting to pour in as Senthil’s phone started to receive multiple notifications. Manisha’s started to cry again. “Please uncle... don’t...”, she sobbed at him.  
 
Senthil smiled at her. “I am just giving my friends a tease.”, he laughed as he started reading the replies he was receiving. “Move your hands bitch, or the next picture will be your face.”. Manisha slowly moved her hands away, spreading her legs wide towards Senthil. He continued to take pictures of her pussy, using his fingers to push the juicy lips apart, taking close up shots of her. He got on his knees, aiming the camera at her breasts and face.  
 
“Don’t cover your face randi.”, Ganesh mocked her from the chair. “How will everyone know whose beautiful face that pussy belongs to?”  
 
Manisha placed her hands by her side, looking up at the camera as Senthil took a full body shot of her spread legs, breasts and face.  
 
“Now, you.”, Senthil sneered at me. “Kiss her.”, he used his right index finger to point at Manisha. “Hurry up. I want to take a video.”, he laughed, holding his phone steady towards us.  
 
Fuck. Again. I did not know what else to do except to follow Senthil’s instructions. His actions were unpredictable. At least I knew Dadi had Mr Arul’s word that those photos and videos of me remained with him. Senthil was dangerous, he would spread it to his friends and someone was bound to recognize one of us.  
 
“Faster randi.”, Ganesh bellowed again, enjoying the lesbian activities Senthil was making us perform for them. His right hand slowly stroking his cock over his old raggedy uniform pants.  
 
I turned my head towards Manisha crying face. “shhh...it’s ok...it’s ok....”, I gently stroked her hair.  
 
“I can’t take this anymore, Shanti.”, she cried, looking at me.  
 
“Just follow what he says.”, I whispered. In truth, I was really afraid of Senthil more than Ganesh. I wanted to do my best to avoid the situation getting from bad to worse. I knew these two had it in them to hurt us, including poor Rahul, who has been enduring cuckhold humiliation from the time this started. He looked mentally broken and tired, waiting for this hell to end.  
 
I planted a soft kiss on Manisha’s lips.  
 
“More.”, Senthil growled, bringing the phone closer to our faces. 
 
Manisha placed her right hand behind my head, pulling me closer to her, her lips touched mine again as she gently sucked on my lower lip. “Mmmm...”, I moaned softly. Fuck. She was a really good kisser. I could smell and taste Ganesh’s cum in her mouth and breath. I ignored it, focusing on her lips.  
 
“Play with those big tits.”, Senthil said, taking in a deep breath. He grabbed Manisha’s right hand and placed it on my hard left nipple. Moving the phone downwards towards our breasts. Manisha placed the entire palm of her right hand on my left breast, gently squeezing the flesh. My nipples were still sore from Ganesh’s biting and nibbling, but Manisha knew how to play with it without hurting me. Her thumb and index finger are very gently turning and flicking the hard dark brown nub.  
 
I could hear Senthil’s breathing getting harder as he continued to record the both of us. Rahul was straining his neck trying to figure out what was going on, on the bed. 
 
Manisha had her eyes closed, her lips slowly leaving mine as she slowly moved her head downwards, gently kissing my cheeks and neck.  
 
“Ahh..mm...”. I moaned softly, enjoying it. Manisha continued downwards until her mouth finally found my nipple. She gently bit down on the nub, using her tongue to flick and play with it. She pushed my body until I laid down on my back, switching from ne nipple to another, her hands grabbing and squeezing my breasts gently. I was in heaven.  
 
Senthil pushed my legs apart, bringing the phone camera down between my legs. “Look at this beautiful shaved pussy.”, he said, holding the phone steady with one hand, the other spreading my juicy dark lips apart. Senthil placed his middle finger in between my wet slit, slowly sliding it up and down until he found my clit. He pinched it, making it stick out, the phone camera just inches away from my pussy.  
 
“That was my favorite hole, Senthil sir.”, Ganesh chuckled, his cock was hard again inside his pants as he continued to stroke the shaft.  

Senthil’s middle finger found my sore pink pussy hole, slowly sliding it in. “Mmmmm...”, I moaned, Manisha was working her mouth on both my breasts while Senthil fingered me gently while taking his video. His finger slowly slid in and out of my tight hole, the thumb resting and slowly pushing up against my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure up my spine. He massaged it for a little while then pulled his finger out. 

“Now both of you spread wide.”, he said, positioning his body backwards a little bit, making sure to get the both of us in frame. Manisha adjusted herself so that her mouth was still attached to my right breast, her tongue still playing with my hard nipple as she slowly spread her legs as well. Both of our thighs interlocked each other as our pussies were spread open towards Senthil.   

“Arewaaaaah! What a view.”, Senthil smiled wide. "Two beautiful pussies spread wide open for me. Look at them, boy.”, he said out loud to Rahul. “They both can be trained sluts.”, he laughed.

**End of Part 29.**

[Dumeelkumar]

Awesome going

[Rangushki]

Very nice

[tweeny_fory]

fuckstatic going bhai... keep the cums dripping

[B1ryani]

**Part 30.**

Manisha continued to nibble and kiss my nipples. I lifted my head a little bit and could see Rahul peeking up from the floor at us. Both of our legs were spread wide open towards the phone with Senthil on his knees on the bed, taking videos and photos of both of us. Ganesh still sat on the chair, waiting for the opportunity to fuck either one of us for the third time.  
 
Senthil grabbed my right hand, placing on Manisha’s pussy. “Play with it.”, he said. I could feel the warmth radiating off her soft juicy pussy lips. I let the palm of my hand gently glide against her soft fine pubic hair, finding for the hood of her pink clit.  
 
“That’s right...”, Senthil whispered to us, bringing his phone down towards my exploring fingers. “Rub it slowly...” 
 
“Mmmmm...”, Manisha moaned softly, her lips wrapped around my entire right areola, sucking slowly. I found the hard clit, using my index finger to make little circular motions around it. “Hmmm...Fuck. Shanti, feels so good..”, she moaned, burying her face between my breasts. Manisha wrapped her hand around my body, trying to pull me closer to her.  
 
I stopped teasing the hard nub, letting my fingers explore around her meaty pussy lips, squeezing them together. Her slit was slowly starting to get wet with her juices. I let my middle finger slide between her slit, the tip gently rubbing her pee hole.  
 
I could see Senthil’s hard cock pushing against his pants again, ready for another fuck. He held the phone with his left hand, placing his right on my pussy again, pinching and playing with the lips. Senthil looked at me, “Put your finger inside this bitch’s ass.”, he said softly 
 
I slowly let my fingers slide downwards, letting as much of Manisha’s cream get on my finger as possible until I could feel the tip of my middle finger touch her puckered anus. I gently massaged her sore little hole, trying to rub as much of her pussy juice at the entrance to ease my finger going in. 
 
PAPPP!!!  
 
“Ahhh!!. I shouted out, taken by surprise by the pain that suddenly shot up from my pubic area. 
 
Senthil had slapped my pussy, now using his thumb and index finger to pinch my pussy lips together, pulling it roughly. “Hurry up.”, he snarled at me, my pussy lips were squished between his fingers. Senthil moved the phone lower between Manisha’s thighs, aiming it at her asshole that was hiding between her lower butt cheeks.  
 
“Put your finger in.”. I could hear Ganesh laughing behind him.  
 
I pushed the tip of my middle finger into her anus, feeling the anal rim wrap around my finger. I felt no resistance from Manisha’s asshole as I slowly pushed my middle finger in deeper and deeper. The butt fucking she received from Senthil and Ganesh had made it easier for my finger to enter her. 
 
“Hmmmm...”, Manisha moaned from between my breasts, readjusting her body a little bit to accommodate me. “Slowly, Shanti.”, she whispered. Senthil took his hand off my pussy, pushing Manisha’s thighs wider apart to get a better angle of my finger inside her.  
 
My had my entire middle finger up my knuckle buried deep inside Manisha’s asshole, doing slow circular motions. I could feel the warm walls of her anus tightly wrapped around my finger.   

“Another finger.”, Senthil said, not taking his eyes off Manisha’s fat pussy lips and my finger inside her ass. The phone held steady, not missing a second.  
 
I pushed my ring finger into the tight entrance, feeling the little hole stretch wider, trying to accommodate a second finger inside. “Ahhh...ow.. It's tight Shanti.”, Manisha moaned, a little bit of pain in her voice. She pushed her face into my left breast, grabbing the nipple by her teeth, and sucked hard. I could feel her finger nails digging into my back.  
 
“Are you watching, boy?”, Ganesh spoke up, looking at Rahul. “Answer me.” 
 
“Yes...yes uncle...”, Rahul stammered, his eyes wide watching us. His cock was hard again, the little pink head peeking out slightly under the foreskin.  
 
“You girlfriend has a nice tight asshole, boy.”, Ganesh mocked him, stroking his thick cock over his pants. "I think I will use that hole again later.”, he chuckled loudly, watching Rahul’s scared expression.  
 
“Ahhhh...fuckk..”, Manisha moaned with my nipple in her mouth as both my fingers went deep inside her. Ganesh’s thick cock had really stretched her little hole. I slowly dug into her anus, massaging the warm walls, gently fingering her asshole. “Hmmmm...ahhh...”, she continued to moan softly, her tongue teasing and playing with my nipple.  
 
“You like having cocks and fingers in your shithole, don’t you slut?”, Senthil laughed, he brought the phone up towards her face, taking pictures of her suckling my breasts.  
 
Manisha switched, paying attention to my right breast now. I ignored him. I was enjoying having my nipples played and sucked by her, and surprisingly liked having my fingers buried inside her warm tight butthole. 
 
Senthil turned the phone around to show Manisha and me the screen. He had been sending pictures into his WhatsApp group. He slowly scrolled up, showing us the photos he had been sending his friends. I saw the picture of both Manisha and my legs spread, showing both our pussies, close ups of my nipples and Manisha’s hands fondling my breasts and some pictures of my fingers deep inside her ass. Senthil was careful not to send any photos with our faces in it. He was smiling widely.  
 
“I have so much more, but I will keep these with me... for now.”, he looked over at Rahul, who was watching everything.  
 
I saw Manisha’s eyes starting to water. The realization started to hit her that her faceless nudes were being sent out to strangers. I too was scared, afraid that Dadi or Mr Arul might recognize my body if they were to receive these photos.  
 
“Enough. Take your fingers out.”, Senthil said loudly, looking at us again. I slowly pulled my fingers out of Manisha’s asshole, careful not to scratch her inside walls with my long fingernails.  

“Suck it clean, randi.”, Ganesh said, looking at me. His eyes locked onto my fingers. 

Fuck. I brought my fingers up to my lips, slowly placing it in my mouth and sucked on them. Manisha was looking up at my face from between my breasts, a sad expression on her face.  

Senthil took a few photos of my fingers in my mouth. “Taste good?”, he asked my jokingly, adjusting his glasses again.  

Dup!Dup!Dup! 

Everyone’s head turned towards the door.

**End of Part 30.**

[Gopal Ratnam]

Superbbb update

[Santhosh Stanley]

Nice update

[blackdesk]

waooo pure xxxxxxxxxx story

[B1ryani]

**Part 31.**

Fuck. Who was knocking on the door? Manisha grabbed the blanket, rushing to cover our bodies from whoever was on the other end.  
 
“I think the food and drinks are here, Senthil sir.”, Ganesh said, looking at Senthil.  
 
Senthil went towards Rahul, pulling him up by the arm. “Get inside the toilet, bastard.”, he said softly. “I don’t want anybody to see my cash cow.”, he winked at him, pushing him into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.  

This left Senthil standing in his unbuckled trousers and unbuttoned shirt with Ganesh seated on the chair topless, just wearing his pants. Manisha and I were naked, trying to cover ourselves under the blanket.   
 
“This is bad.”, I whispered to Manisha. She looked at me with fear in her eyes.  
 
“I can’t do this anymore, Shanti.”, she whimpered, “I’ve never felt this degraded and humiliated in my life.”, her eyes were watery again. I looked down, unable to look her in the face.   
 
“Shut up!”, Senthil shouted at us. His eyes suddenly lit up. “You!”, he pointed at me. “Come here.”,he smiled slyly.  
 
“No..no... please...”, Fuck. What did this sick bastard want to do now? Senthil walked towards the bed, grabbing the blanket and throwing it onto the floor, leaving the two of us naked and afraid. Ganesh watched on, amused at whatever was going on.  
 
Senthil grabbed my hand, pulling me upwards. “You better listen to everything I tell you, bitch.”, he grabbed my right breast, his thumb and index finger pinching my nipple hard. “I don’t want to repeat myself. One more time and I will throw you out onto the street naked. Understand?!” 
 
“Yes... yes uncle... I understand.”, I said softly, my nipple aching as he released it.  
 
“Good.”, he smiled. “Open the door.”  
 
I gulped hard, slowly making my way towards the door. I could feel my heavy breasts jiggling as I walked past Ganesh, who was looking up at me from his chair. “Hurry up, randi. I’m hungry.”, he giggled. His old oily face twisted into a sick smile. Senthil was following me closely behind, his fingers tapping my ass to hurry up.  
 
I took a deep breath as I placed my hand on the door knob, slowly turning the handle. I opened it slightly, peeking my head out while hiding my naked body behind the door.  
 
“Akka, I got an order for food and drinks to this room?”, a smiling boy stood in front of me, holding a tray of samosas, vadais and other finger foods in one hand, the other a black plastic bag with what I assumed was alcohol. He looked at my face peeking from behind the door with a grin. 
 
He looked like he was slightly younger than me, small framed, dark skinned and skinny. He was wearing an old pair of pants and a dirty white shirt.  
 
“Uhh...”, I stared at him, unsure of what to do. I looked at Manisha who was on the bed, the hands covering her breasts and pussy, trying to hide. Senthil came behind me, his right hand grabbing my left butt cheek, gently squeezing the meat. He looked over my shoulder into the gap of the door.  
 
“Ahhh... Hasan. It’s you. Where is your father?”, Senthil inquired, looking behind the boy into the hallway.  
 
“He is busy, Senthil uncle. He told me to deliver the food and er..drink...to you.”, Hasan replied. Senthil took a minute to think, then smiled. “Come in aiya. Place the food on the table over there.”. Before I could react, Senthil pulled the door wide open, exposing my naked body to him.  
 
Hasan’s jaw dropped as his eyes widened, his gaze shifting from my face, to my dark nipples down to my pussy. “Ak..akka...”, he stammered, “Why... why are you naked...?”. He froze at the doorway, taking in every detail of my body as I tried to cover my breasts and pussy with my hands. 
 
“What are you waiting for? Hurry up and come inside.”, Senthil laughed at his shocked expression. Hasan stumbled in, not taking his eyes off me as Senthil closed the door. Ganesh grunted, acknowledging Hasan as he made his way to the little round table close to the chair he was sitting on.  
 
Manisha grabbed a pillow, trying to cover herself as Hasan turned to look, surprised to see another naked female on the bed. She covered her face, trying to hide herself from his view.  
 
“Pour the drink, Hasan.”, Senthil said, looking at the black plastic bag he was holding, “I’m thirsty.”. Hasan looked lost, trying to read the situation in the room. Senthil grabbed my hand, pulling me behind him as he sat on the empty chair beside Ganesh, I stood on his right, still covering myself, looking at the floor. There was silence from the bathroom, Rahul had his ears plastered on the door, trying to listen to everything that was happening inside the room.  
 
Hasan slowly opened the bag, taking out two plastic cups and a bottle of cheap whisky. He prepared the drinks and gave the cups to the two men. Senthil looked at him amused, “Why do you look so surprised, aiya?”, he and Ganesh laughed. 
 
“I... Er... why are these two sisters naked, uncle.”, he stammered, still looking at me, then at Manisha.  
 
“Oh. “, Senthil laughed. “They are whores.”, he tapped my bum. “You know what are whore’s right? I’m sure you have seen many come and go here.  
 
“Yes...yes, I know. But they don’t look like prostitutes, uncle.” 
 
“These two are special.”, Ganesh said, laughing as he took a vadai from the plate. “Have you seen a naked woman before?” 
 
“No... no... never.”, Hasan said, his interest peaking. He looked at me again, his eyes transfixed on the hand covering my pussy. 
 
“Really?.”, Senthil asked him, “At your age you should be having a lot of sex. Unlike old men like us.”, he laughed. Senthil took a sip of whisky, grabbed my hand and pulled me onto his lap. “Do you know how to turn a woman on, Hasan?” 
 
“No.. No Senthil uncle...”, he replied softly.  
 
“Ahhh.Ow!.”, I fell backwards onto him, my breasts shaking in Hasan’s view. I immediately crossed my legs, hiding my pussy. Senthil wrapped his left hand around my stomach, holding my body down on top of his. His mouth close to my right ear. I could get a whiff of whisky from his breath as he spoke.  
 
“Sit down, aiya.”, Senthil smiled as he pointed to the end of the bed in front of us. Hasan sat on the edge, beside Manisha’s legs. She brought her knees up to her chest, covering her breasts. Her pussy lips squished together between her thighs. “Let me teach you.”  
 
“Why are you covering yourself, randi?”, Ganesh laughed, looking at her. He refilled his pack, taking another swing of the cheap whisky. His thick bulge is obvious to everyone in the room. “Come on, sit beside him.” 

Manisha slowly moved her body to the edge of the bed, sitting down beside Hasan. She kept her hands on her chest, covering her nipples, her legs closed. Hasan glanced at her face, blushing slightly as he took in her beauty.  

Senthil grabbed my breasts, pushing them together towards Hasan, his index fingers slowly doing slow circles around my areolas. “Look at these, Hasan.”, he pinched the dark wrinkly circles, making my nipples harden and stick out. “Look at how hard her nipples become when I play with them.” he snickered. 

“Mmmm...”, I moaned before I could stop myself as I felt Senthil’s finger graze over the hard nub.

**End of Part 31.**

[B1ryani]

**Part 32.**

Senthil continued to knead and play with my hard nipples in front of Hasan and Manisha, gently twisting and pulling. I closed my eyes, enjoying his touch. Every part of me was sore and painful, my nipples have been pinched and pulled, my asshole and pussy fucked and fingered multiple times since we got here, but I could still feel my pussy getting being turned on by this bastard’s touch.   
 
“Aiya, you want to see her pussy?”, Ganesh asked Hasan while watching my body squirm on Senthil’s lap.   

“Yes...yes uncle...”, Hasan replied.  
 
“Let me show you the flower between a woman’s legs.", Senthil chuckled, Ganesh laughed. Senthil’s let my breasts go, his hands slowly making its way down my chest to my stomach. I could feel his hard cock poking my ass cheeks over his pants. 
 
Senthil slowly moved his hands between my thighs, pushing them apart, my fat pussy lips were on full display to Hasan and Manisha. Hasan’s mouth was open, staring lustily at me.  
 
“So beautiful...”, he whispered. I saw a twitch in his pants. The boy was slowly getting turned on.
 
“Aii...randi.”, Ganesh looked at Manisha. I saw her eyes shoot up, looking at me then at Ganesh. “Suck his cock.”, he smiled. Manisha obediently went down on her knees and positioned herself between Hasan’s legs, slowly pulling his pants down.  
 
“Akka...akka...wait...what are you doing?”, he stammered, shocked by the actions of the beautiful naked girl that was sitting beside him just a moment ago. Senthil reached under my ass, pushing his pants down his knees, I felt his hard cock spring up, burying itself between my butt cheeks. He grabbed the base, repositioning himself on the chair, the mushroom head squeezed between the meat of my ass, looking for the entrance.  
 
Manisha pulled Hasan’s cock out of his underwear, slowly stroking the 5-inch brown meat. I could see everything from my elevated view as Senthil pushed my body upwards a bit, the cock head digging into my little puckered hole. He grabbed my hips, pulling me downwards, my entire asshole engulfing the full length of his cock in a single stroke.  
 
“Ahhhh...”, I shouted out in surprise, not expecting the entire shaft to enter me at one go, the walls of my anus tightening around the meat. Senthil kept his left hand on my thigh, keeping my legs spread open as his other hand slowly slid between my wet slit. He used his fingers to push my pussy lips apart, giving Hasan a front row view of the pink flesh between my dark pussy lips.  
 
Hasan could not take his eyes off from between my legs. He could see Senthil’s saggy ball sack and the base of the cock with the rest of the shaft buried inside my anus. My little pink pussy hole was spread open. Senthil slowly started to grind his hips into me, his cock digging and filling up my hole with every slow thrust from him.  
 
Manisha head was slowly bobbing up and down from between Hasan’s legs as she worked on his cock, lowly sucking and teasing the mushroom head. Ganesh got up, readjusting his chair to give her more space. He bent down, holding her by the waist and readjusting her body so that she was on all fours, her juicy pussy lips and sore asshole aimed directly at him. Ganesh sat back down on the chair, placing his hands on his knees, watching Manisha work her tongue and mouth.  
 
Thap!Thap!Thap!. The soft sound of my ass hitting Senthil’s thighs was distracting Hasan as he watching Manisha slowly suck on his meat. Ganesh leaned forward, pouring a little bit of whisky in between Manisha’s ass crack, watching the warm liquid pour down into the entrance of her anus and pussy lips. I could see Manisha asshole clench at the discomfort of having the cheap whisky run down her privates.  
 
“Wahh...I love this view.”, he said, smiling as he poured another round into his empty cup, not taking his eyes off Manisha’s bottom. 
 
“Ahh...ahh....ahhh...”, Hasan moaned as he slowly started to reach his peak. Manisha’s pink lips wrapped tightly around the cock head, sucking hard.  
 
“Thats right. Cum in her mouth! Make the randi drink it all.”, Ganesh cheered on, smiling widely.  
 
Senthil stopped moving, he watched from over my shoulder as Hasan deposited a big load of thick cum into Manisha’s throat. I watched on as Manisha gagged, thick goblets of cum started to pour out from her mouth onto the dingy carpet. Hasan’s body went limp, looking at her, his face smiling happily after he received his release.  
 
“Had your fun?”, Ganesh asked him. 
 
“Yes uncle.”, he replied softly.  
 
“Good. Go back to the kitchen. Not a word to anybody about what is happening in this room.”, Senthil growled at him. Hasan quickly stood up, adjusting his pants. Ganesh got up as well, holding the boy’s shoulder and guiding him to the door. He grabbed a few rupee’s out of his pocket and passed it to Hasan, slowly placing his finger to his lips to ensure Hasan remembered to keep his mouth shut.  
 
Hasan turned back, looking at us one more time, trying to capture the scene with his mind, then left. Leaving Ganesh to close the door behind him.  
 
“Come out bastard!.”, Senthil shouted.  
 
Ganesh was removing his pants again, pulling them out from under his feet as the bathroom door opened and Rahul slowly came out. His cock was rock hard, the little pink head exposed in full glory, wet with his precum.  
 
Ganesh grabbed his arm, his thick black cock swinging, looking like a monster beside Rahul’s meat. “Were you watching, boy?”, his face lit up, asking Rahul happily. "Did you enjoy watching your girlfriend suck off the kitchen helper?.”, he laughed out loud. I could hear Senthil chuckling behind me as well as he continued to thrust his cock into my asshole again. Manisha remained on the floor on all fours, looking weary and tired.  
 
Ganesh sat back down on his chair, the black cock at a 90-degree angle pointing at the ceiling. “My turn, randi.”, he sneered at her. “I want the same.”. Rahul stood beside Ganesh’s chair, looking down at Manisha as she slowly crawled towards the Ganesh’s thick prick.  
 
“Pour me another drink, boy.”, Ganesh looked at him, his ugly old lips twisted in a mocking smile as Rahul took the half empty bottle and refilled Ganesh’s cup. He grabbed the base of his cock, using it to hit the fat black mushroom head to cock slap Manisha’s face. TAP!TAP! “You have been dying for a proper man’s cock, haven’t you randi?”, TAP! The cock head hit her nose. Manisha kept her eyes closed, holding in the pain.  

Thap!Thap!Thap!Thap! Senthil continued to steadily fuck my little hole, his right hand gently rubbing my hard clit, teasing my pussy as he rammed my anus. Soft moans kept escaping my mouth. By this time, my sore asshole had expanded enough, giving me little jolts of pleasure with every bump and grind. 

Ganesh moved his cock out of the way, showing Manisha his black hairy ball sack. “Suck on these now, randi.”, he smiled, offering his wrinkly scrotum to her. She opened her mouth wide, taking both testes into her mouth, gently suckling on the sack. Rahul was staring at her, surprised at how obedient she had become now, barely refusing any command from both these men. Ganesh let his cock go, letting the thick black shaft rest on her nose as she quietly sucked. “You can have the cock after you’re done cleaning my balls.”, he laughed as he took another vadai off the plate.

**End of Part 32.**

[ronylol]

wow bro you're just dropping nuclear bomb in every update

[blackdesk]

its a xxxxxxxxxxxx story

[B1ryani]

**Part 33.**

Manisha continued to suck; Ganesh’s entire ball sack engulfed inside her mouth. I could make out the weight of his thick black cock resting on her nose, the fat black mushroom head hitting her eye every time she adjusted her mouth. Ganesh was smiling, as if proud of himself for having a beautiful young girl pleasing him between his legs. 
 
Thup!Thup! Senthil continued to slowly pound my ass, his hand still playing with my pussy. His index finger had found my clit as he slowly massaged it. “Hmm....clench your asshole tighter.”, he whispered into my ear as I tried to squeeze the rim of my anus around his shaft. “Fuck...tighter whore. Keep squeezing...”, he said in between deep breaths. Senthil gabbed his cup, taking another swing of the cheap whisky as I started to feel his cock tensing deep inside me.  

Ganesh grabbed Manisha’s hair, pulling her head upwards. His balls wet and dripping saliva. He adjusted himself, slowly rubbing the tip of his fat cock head on her lips, indicating for her to open her mouth. Rahul continued to watch, his right hand now on his little cock, gently stroking himself.   

“You like this boy?”, Ganesh looked up at him. “Do you like watching your girl being treated like a cheap whore.”  

“Yes uncle...”, Rahul said softly, his face flushed from embarrassment and guilt.   

Ganesh chuckled at him.”Fucking cuck...”. Manisha’s lips parted, taking the black mushroom into her mouth. Her eyes were closed as she gently bit down on the head, her tongue playing and teasing his pee hole. “Look at her boy...”, Ganesh laughed, “She loves sucking cock.”, he slowly started to stroke the meat with Manisha working on the head.   
 
Thup.Thup.Thup....”Ahhhh...Fuck....ahhhhh”, Senthil moaned loudly, his glasses falling off from his face onto the floor as his body jerked violently upwards, shooting his cum deep inside my ass. I felt the depths starting to fill up with creamy liquid. Senthil’s body went limp as he slowly pushed me off him, his cock exiting my cum filled anus with a soft pop. He came a lot the second time. I could feel the liquid trying to push its way out of my little hole.  
 
I stood up, clenching my anus shut as best I can to avoid having his cum drip down onto my legs. I placed my hand behind me, pushing my butt cheeks together to go into the bathroom and clean myself when I left Senthil grab my arm, holding me in my place.   
 
“Bastard!.”, Senthil called Rahul. 
 
“Ye...yes..uncle..”, Rahul stopped rubbing his cock, taking his eyes off Manisha and looked at Senthil with fear. Senthil’s mouth crept into a smile.  
 
“Get on the floor and clean her ass.”, Senthil said. Ganesh heard him and laughed. Senthil picked up his phone. I could hear the screen unlock as he positioned the camera towards my ass, setting the phone to record.  
 
I could feel a little bit of goo exit my anus. “Yes. Good idea, Senthil sir.”, Ganesh said in between soft moans from the blowjob he was getting from Manisha. “Go on, boy.”. Manisha’s eyes perked up, looking at Rahul and he slowly made his way behind me. He got down on his knees, placing his face close to my ass, preparing himself to suck out Senthil’s cum.  
 
“Come on. Hurry up.”, Senthil said, watching the show, his laid back on the chair, his cock semi hard. He took another cigarette out of the pack, lighting it up to take a deep puff while still holding his phone. “Spread your ass for the rich bastard. “  

I bend forward a little bit, I could feel the force of Senthil’s cum pushing hard against my clenched hole, trying it’s best to come out. Rahul placed his hands on top of mine, his mouth slightly open as he pushed my butt cheeks apart. I could not help what happened next.  
 
My anus expanded, thick sprays of Senthil’s cum started to squirt out of the hole with little prrt prrt farting noises. Rahul was not expecting it, his face changed to shock as the cum hit his face hard, entering his mouth, eyes and nose. Fuck. This was the most humiliating thing I have ever experienced.   

I was standing there with my legs spread slightly, my body was arched down a little bit. Rahul was on his knees behind me, pushing my butt cheeks apart and receiving thick squirts of cum spraying out of my gaping anus. Thick creamy liquid was spreading down my pussy, thighs and slowly running down my legs.  
 
“Wow!!”Senthil and Ganesh cheered on, slowly clapping. Manisha took her mouth off Ganesh’s cock, watching us in shock. “That’s it. What a show.”, Ganesh clapped. “Clean her, boy.”, he grabbed Manisha’s head, forcing it back down onto his cock, sliding it all the way down her throat as she started to make gagging noises. Her eyes were shot wide open, her hands against the legs of the chair, trying to push away. 
 
“Mmpphhh....mmphhhh”, she chocked, her eyes watering as she tried to breathe with her face buried deep inside his springy pubic hair.  
 
Rahul’s hands were still on top of mine, holding it down, keeping my ass spread. He brought his cum drenched face close to my asshole, slowly licking it. He sucked on every drop of cum, then lapping my butt cheeks and thighs. Using his tongue and saliva to clean my body. We both could hear gagging sounds coming from Manisha behind us as she chocked on Ganesh’s fat cock.  
 
Rahul continued to lick, making sure every surface area of my skin was free of Senthil’s cum. Senthil watched on, delighted at the sight of Rahul’s humiliation. A few minutes later, Rahul finally finished, looking exhausted. His entire face covered in Senthil’s cum. His cock was still hard, neither man giving him a chance to please himself. It stood out like a small pole from between his legs, attached to Rahul as he followed every command given by Senthil and Ganesh.  
 
Senthil was smiling, he had everything on video. He watched the video again, forwarding it to watch my anus squirting cum on Rahul’s face again. I could hear the soft farting noises coming off his phone as he laughed.  
 
I turned around, looking down at Rahul who was still on his knees on the floor. “I’m sorry Rahul.”, I blurted out, tearing slightly.  
 
He kept quiet, looking at the floor, unable to face me after the humiliation and embarrassment he is continuously enduring. He looked sad and pitiful. Even with Manisha and me taking physical sexual assaults against our bodies, he still took the main brunt of mental torture and degradation. I still felt bad for him.  
 
I collapsed backwards onto the bed, laying down on the slightly damp mattress from Manisha’s pee. I turned my body sideways, watching her continue to suck on the thick black cock. Even Rahul turned around, still on the floor, looking up at Senthil then at Ganesh.  
 
I was praying that this would come to an end soon. There was no point in us resisting their demands, at this point, I think we were praying that they would leave after cumming multiple times so we could all go home and lick our wounds. I don’t know if Rahul will even tell his father about what is taking place today, let alone get these two their cash.  

Deep down, I had a feeling Senthil would use the photos and videos to perhaps blackmail Rahul’s family into paying them off as Rahul is in most of the content in their possession.

**End of Part 33.**

[B1ryani]

**Part 34.**

I slowly turned my face, looking up at the ceiling as I lay there naked on the bed, my breasts heaving slowly up and down. My nipples had gotten soft again, I had another orgasm when Senthil’s rubbed my clit while he was busy fucking my ass. I could feel the wetness from my pussy slowly drying up but Rahul’s saliva in between my ass crack and thighs was causing me a little bit of discomfort.   

I decided to ignore it, too exhausted to move. Rahul sat cross-legged on the floor, playing with his cock again as he watched Manisha getting throat fucked by Ganesh.   

“This video is great.”, Senthil laughed. “Imagine the views when I upload this onto porn sites.”, he looked at Rahul. “You all will be famous.”.  

Ganesh chuckled softly, not taking his eyes off Manisha’s face. Her jaw was getting cramps and was starting to hurt. Tears were slowly rolling down her cheeks as she continued to maintain her body upright on all fours, her pink asshole and soft brown pussy lips exposed towards me and Rahul. The fine pubic hair on her were stuck together in little patches from dried cum and saliva.   

“Suck harder, randi.”, Ganesh groaned, holding her head down. Senthil flicked the cigarette butt towards Rahul.   

“What do you think of today?”, he sneered at him, “Did you enjoy it?”  

Rahul remained quiet. He stopped stroking his cock, leaving his hand on it to cover it from Senthil’s view.  

“Have you fucked any of these sluts yet, bastard?”  

“No uncle...”, Rahul looked down at his hand. 

Senthil looked at me, my body limp on the bed. “Go on. Fuck that whore.”, he looked at me, “I’m done with her.", he smiled.   

“No. No... I don’t... I can’t...”, Rahul said softly, looking up at Senthil. 

“Why not? Her holes might be a little sore, but she’s still fuckable.”, he laughed out loud. “Go on bastard. Cum inside that bitch.”   

“Please uncle... She’s my friend...”, he begged Senthil. Ganesh paid no attention, focused on Manisha’s mouth. 
 
“You want to fuck your little girlfriend?”, he sneered. “You should be grateful I'm even allowing your little cock near any of these sluts. Go on. Choose a hole.”, he picked up his glasses from the floor and moved his head towards me.  
 
Fuck. Not again. I closed my eyes, tired, I could hear my stomach growling from the lack of food. Rahul slowly stood up, making his way towards the bed and climbed on.    

“Shanti... Shanti … I tried...”, Rahul whispered to me as he climbed on top of my body, his cock grazing along my thighs until it touched my pussy lips. His face was full of guilt.   

“I know...”, I said softly, “It’s ok.”. I reached down, grabbing the base of his little cock. His body jerked up a little bit, giving me some space to move my hand. I slowly guided the little pink head to the entrance of my sore pussy hole.  
 
“Slowly push it in, Rahul.”, I whispered to him. I could feel his cock slowly rubbing up and down my slit, using his precum to lubricate my pussy. Rahul buried his face into my neck, slowly pushing his cock inside me.  
 
“Ahh..”, he moaned, barely a whisper as his cock entered me easily. Rahul pushed his hands against my breasts, holding them up to his face. He placed his mouth over my left nipple, sucking slowly on the dark rubbery nub as he slowly grinded his hips into me.   

“Can she even feel anything?”, Senthil mocked Rahul, laughing out loud.  
 
Rahul was gentle. Every thrust was slow, making me feel more pleasure than whatever the other two men did to me. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and creamier. “Oh god... Shanti... you feel so good.”, Rahul moaned into my breasts, his fingers gently pinching each nipple.   

“Did you hear that, randi?”, Ganesh slapped Manisha’s cock filled cheek. "He loves your friends pussy.”. Both Senthil and Ganesh laughed. Manisha glanced at us, watching Rahul slowly pound my sore wet pussy.  
 
Senthil stood up, stretching his body, his cock swung around semi hard between his legs. “I need to take a piss...”, he told Ganesh as he walked towards the bathroom. He looked at Rahul ass slowly moving up and down as he tried to push as much of his cock meat as he could into me. He stood there for a little while, his hand slowly stroking his semi hard erection.   

“I know!.”, he blurted out, smiling widely.  
 
Rahul stopped moving his hips and the two of us looked at Senthil walking back towards the chairs. He grabbed his phone off the table, setting the camera mode to video again and started to record himself as he walked towards Manisha’s rear. Ganesh looked on with curiosity, holding himself back from cumming into Manisha’s mouth. 
 
“I am going to put on a show for everyone.”, he laughed. PAPPPP!, he slapped Manisha’s left backside hard, then pushing the juicy bum aside, staring down at her sore pink anus. He focused the camera towards the hole and he squatted behind her, holding his cock out.  
 
What is he doing? I thought to myself. I saw the look of puzzlement on Rahul’s face as well. His little cock was still hard inside me, his hands grabbing my breasts, pushing them together, my nipples aimed at his face.   

“Mmmphhh...mmmm....mphhhh...” 
 
The room was silent except for Manisha’s cock filled grunts and moans. Ganesh held her head down roughly, his thick black cock still buried down her throat. Manisha was struggling to move away, fearing what was happening behind her. She was crying hard now, tears continuously exiting her beautiful brown eyes. Ganesh grabbed her hands with his free hand, holding them down. The other on the back of her head, pushing her face as deep as he could into his pubic area.  
 
Senthil positioned his purple cock head at the entrance of her asshole, smiling widely. The phone was aimed downwards, capturing the moment the mushroom head widened her little hole, pushing its way into her anus. “Ahhh...”, Senthil moaned softly, moving his body downwards a little bit more so that more cock could enter her hole. 

“Is he going to fuck her ass again?”, Rahul whispered to me. I could see the sadness in his eyes watching his girlfriend get penetrated again.   

I sighed softly. “I think so...”, I whispered back, watching Senthil.   

Senthil’s cock was halfway inside her when he stopped, smiling widely. He held his phone steadily, still aimed at her cock filled anus.  
 
“Mmphh.....mmm..mmph...”. we could still hear Manisha, her voice muffled. “MMHHHH!!!!....MMPHHHHHHH!!!!...”, her muffled screams suddenly got louder, bucking her body as hard as she could even taking Ganesh by surprise as he struggled to hold her down. Senthil wasn’t moving, his eye’s rolled up a little, half his cock still buried inside Manisha’s ass.  
 
“Is he.....”, I said softly. Rahul’s body moved a little bit, somehow, I could feel his cock getting harder inside me. “Oh god....”. Rahul’s eyes were wide. I think he knew what Senthil was doing as well.  
 
Senthil used one hand to hold down Manisha’s lower back, holding her down. “My final gift to you, whore.”, he said. Manisha was crying hard, sobbing with Ganesh’s thick meat in her mouth as Senthil pulled his cock out of her asshole with force and moved to the side, aiming the phone towards Manisha’s hole.  

PRRRR....A loud farting sound with long stream of yellowish water started to squirt out of her asshole with force, spraying all over the floor and bed. Senthil’s was recording everything as Ganesh started to laugh, moving his hips, pushing his cock in and out of Manisha’s mouth.  
 
“I’m going to cum...”, Ganesh moaned loudly. Manisha’s anus was like a water fountain, Senthil’s piss was still streaming out, the force of it slowly decreasing down to a trickle, flowing out of her asshole down to her pussy and legs. “AHhhh...”, Ganesh moaned loudly, unleashing his load for the third time today into her mouth. Manisha’s eyes were shut tight as she sobbed with thick cum slowly pushing its way out of her mouth in between Ganesh’s meat.  
 
Ganesh grabbed her hair and pulled her head off his cock, looking at the cum flowing out of her mouth. Manisha’s eyes were watery, as she swallowed his load then collapsed down onto the floor, exhausted.  

“That’s what you get for disrespecting me, whore.”, Senthil smiled as he kicked her leg lightly, moving his phone closer towards her leaking asshole.

**End of Part 34.**

[B1ryani]

**Part 35.**

We could hear loud sobbing coming from the floor. Manisha was covering her face, crying hard into the palms of her hand. Senthil stood over her, still holding his phone, the camera pointed towards her face.   

“This will teach you some manners, slut.”, he sneered, using his free hand to adjust his glasses.   

Ganesh looked over towards us. “Who asked you to stop, boy?”, he laughed. “Did you enjoy the water show?”, he mocked Rahul. "You can piss in that randi’s pussy if you want.”, he continued as he stood up and walked over to his pants. The bottle of cheap whisky lay empty on the table.  

Rahul’s eyes were red as he slowly started to thrust his hips into me again. I could see him starting to tear up. His cock was still rock hard as it slid in and out of me. Slowly increasing in speed.   

I wrapped my arms around Rahul’s back, pulling his body closer to mine. “Hmmm...fuck. Faster Rahul.”, I moaned, enjoying the pleasure my pussy was receiving, but I was still worried about Manisha. I wanted him to finish so that I could check on her.   

Senthil turned his phone off and placed it on the table, leaving Manisha to cry on the floor. He pulled up his pants and collapsed back on his chair, watching us. “Make sure you cum inside her, bastard.”, he said, not taking his eyes off us.   

“Ahh..ahh..ahh..”, Rahul moaned softly, his hips moving faster and faster. His eyes were closed as he continued to pound me. The thick scent of cum radiating off his face was intoxicating. “Ahh... Shanti... fuck...I'm sorry... I'm sorry...”, Rahul moaned loudly as his cock tensed, ejaculating into me.   

I held him tightly, bucking my hips deeper into his cock, taking his seed. Rahul pushed himself up and collapsed beside me, breathing heavily, his little cock was still vomiting cum even as he laid down on his back. I could feel his cream slowly exiting my pussy. I had lost count of how much cum my pussy had taken today, reminding myself to make sure I take Mr Arul’s pill when I get home.   

Manisha’s sobbing could still be heard from the floor as I slowly pushed my body upwards. Ganesh stood at the edge of the bed, watching me with a smile on his face. He was fully dressed in his old smelly security guard uniform. His old oily face brimming and shining from the alcohol he had consumed.  

I slowly moved away from him closer towards Manisha. As I moved, Rahul’s cum was slowly dripping out of my pussy down onto my thighs and legs but I did not care. I got down on my hands and knees onto the floor, going towards Manisha.   

“Manisha... Manisha...”, I wrapped my arms around her. The smell of sweat, cum and piss was strong. She was crying, her hair messy and unkept. The carpet which she laid down on was wet and soggy. “Come here.”, I carried her body upwards, pulling her face to my breasts, slowly stroking her hair. “It’s ok...it’s ok...”, trying to calming her down.   

Ganesh sat on the side o the bed beside Rahul, reaching out his right and held onto Rahul’s wet creamy cock, pulling the foreskin down. “Did you have fun, boy?”, his thumb slowly twirling around Rahul’s slimy pee hole as he smiled widely.   

Senthil stood up again, looking at Manisha and me on the floor, then at Rahul. He held his phone up, indicating all the photos and videos he had taken of us. “I will give you a week.”, he said, his tone more businesslike and serious now, “Or else, everything will be shared to your family, friends, college... I'm sure you don’t want that.”  

Rahul shook his head, his eyes wide with fear.   

“One week. 10 lakhs.”, Senthil repeated, holding up both his hands to show his fingers. An absurd amount he knew Rahul had no way of getting. “Come Ganesh. Let’s leave them to fuck among themselves now. It’s what they came here to do in the first place.”, Senthil laughed.   

Ganesh bent down, giving Rahul’s flaccid cock a kiss, tasting the cum on the cock head, “Maybe next time we can have fun, boy.”, he chuckled as he got up, following Senthil out the door.   

We heard the door slam shut, leaving the three of us alone in the room.   

“Fuck!!.”, Rahul shouted, bursting into tears. “What am I going to do!!.”, Rahul looked at us, putting his hands together, tears rolling down his eyes, “I’m sorry Manisha. Shanti. I’m so sorry...”, he begged.   

“Enough Rahul. Help me. “, I held Manisha by her underarm, trying to pull her body upwards. She was still sobbing, a little quieter now, her nose was leaking and tears still rolling down her cheeks. Rahul jumped off the bed, grabbing her other arm. We both slowly guided her to the bathroom. “I will clean her, Rahul.”  

“Alright.”, he gently stroked her hair, looking at her with sadness, then went back into the bedroom.   

“Are you ok?”, I asked her softly, looking at her face.  

“Yea... yea...”, she sat down on the toilet bowl. I still held her arm, guiding her down. “Fucking monsters.”, She buried her face in her palms. I could hear the slow trickle of piss hitting the water.   

“Come on, let's get clean and get the fuck out of here.”, I picked up the shower head, slowly spraying water onto her body.

“I’m sorry Shanti. I so sorry I got you into this mess...”, she started to cry again.  

“No..no.. It's ok.”, it obviously wasn’t ok, but I dd not know what else to tell her. I grabbed her arm, slowly pulling her up to stand. She got up, flushing the toilet as she stood up. She looked like she was going to faint at any moment. I grabbed the bar or soap, slowly washing her body, making sure every inch of her was clean.   

I bent down, rubbing the soap on her legs right up to her inner thighs. “Uh. Shall I?". Manisha nodded. I looked at her soft pussy lips. I could tell they were sore; her labia flesh was peeking out from between the puffy meat. Manisha nodded her head as I slowly rubbed the bar of soap between her legs and butt cheeks, paying more attention towards cleaning her anus.   

I took the shower head, spraying her with water, washing off the soap. Rahul stood at the door, holding a towel. “Go on, get changed.”. Manisha slowly moved towards the door as Rahul led her into the room to wipe her down. I quickly washed myself, spraying water and soap into my pussy and asshole to wash out whatever remaining cum that might be there and came out into the room.   

Manisha had already changed, seated on the chair that Senthil was on. Her legs were up on the cushion, her head buried between her knees. Rahul went into the bathroom to clean up as well.  

“Hey, it’s ok.”, I stood there naked, slowly patting her head, water dripping off my body onto the floor. “Manisha... Look at me.”. She slowly lifted her head, looking me in the eye. “We will figure this out ok.”, I ensured her as I grabbed the towel from the floor and dried myself off.   

After Rahul had changed, we slowly sneaked out of the hotel, making sure to try and avoid bumping into any of the hotel staff. I prayed in relief when we went out past the main door that Ganesh’s chair was empty.   

The sky was slowly getting dark as I pulled out my phone to check the time. It was just after 6. Time had flown by the entire day. We slowly made our way towards my house as I held Manisha’s hand, leading her. Rahul followed closely behind, looking down at his feet, deep in thought.   

“Shanti.. Can I stay at your house tonight?”, Manisha said softly.   

“Yes. Yes, of course.”, I gripped her hand tighter.   

Rahul followed us up to the front gate then hugged Manisha tightly. “I’m so sorry Manisha.”, he cried into her shoulders, then looked up at me. “Shanti, I'm sorry..”.  

I let out a sigh. “It’s ok Rahul. Look, just go home. Get some rest. Let's figure this out tomorrow. I can’t think right now.”  

“Yea.”, Manisha said softly.  
 
I held her hand and guided her into the house as Rahul started his journey back home by himself. We could hear the television as we entered the hall. My brother was seated on the couch, waving at us as we walked past us. I knew he had started to have a crush on Manisha recently. If only he knew everything that just happened hours ago.   

“Hey, there’s food in the kitchen.”, Naresh, my brother said happily. “Hey, Manisha.”, he smiled at her.  

“Hey, Naresh.”, she forced a smile.   

“Yea. We’ll eat in the room. Thanks Naresh.”, I replied him as he gave a thumbs up and shifted his focus back to the screen. We were both hungry, but I don’t think neither of us had the mood to eat right now.  

We went into the room, locking the door behind us. Manisha collapsed on the bed, with me beside her. We laid down there a while, looking at the ceiling as we slowly dozed off.

**End of Part 35.**