04-02-2025, 02:56 PM
It was as if a hidden, dark part of himself, a part he had suppressed for years, had finally been unleashed. The seductive stories of Ganga and Sundari, the playful memory of Savitri, Swati’s blatant sexuality, and now, this raw, uninhibited act, all converged into a single explosion of lust.
The pain in his groin became unbearable, his penis was being squeezed in his pants, he had to release it, and now. His hands trembling, he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, sliding them down along with his underwear, freeing his hard cock. But in his haste, his foot slipped on the uneven ground. He lost his balance and tumbled into the gap between the pani puri stand and the wall.
Swati, startled, immediately stopped her stream. Srinu landed on the ground with a thud, his hands flat on the dirt, his penis exposed and throbbing in the air. A moment of awkward silence followed, the air thick with unspoken emotions. Swati’s eyes widened in shock when she realized who it was. Then, her eyes drifted down to his exposed cock, a faint smirk playing on her lips.
Swati (smirking): "Aakhirkar aa hi gaye ho mere 'kopche' par." [So, you’ve finally made it to my hideout.]
![[Image: 2tfjBJn.gif]](https://iili.io/2tfjBJn.gif)
Srinu's gaze met hers, his face a mask of embarrassment, the color draining from his cheeks as he realized the compromising position he had been caught in. His heart raced, the throbbing in his chest mirrored by the pulsing in his groin. Swati, observing his discomfort, let out a low, sultry chuckle.
Swati (tilting her head, teasingly running a finger along her pussy): "Kya sahab, bahut pyase dikh rahe ho... kuchh peena chahoge?" [You look really thirsty... want something to drink?]
she teased, her hand provocatively tracing the outline of her moistening pussy, the scent of her arousal hanging heavy in the air. Overcome by a hunger he could no longer deny, Srinu lunged at Swati, his strength knocking her back onto the ground. Her laughter echoed around them as she surrendered to his urgency, her legs parting to grant him full access to her naked lower body. Srinu descended upon her like a man possessed, his mouth finding her dripping pussy, his tongue lapping at the salty wetness of her urine.
The taste of her was intoxicating, a potent mix of sweet and forbidden that drove him to the brink of madness. He feasted on her, his tongue delving into her folds, exploring every crevice, every sensitive spot that made her squirm and moan beneath him. Swati's wicked laughter had given way to gasps of pleasure, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer, urging him on.
Srinu, lost in the fervor of his actions, paused for a moment, his mind reeling with the realization of what he was doing. The sight of Swati, her body writhing in ecstasy, her pussy glistening with his saliva and her own wetness, was a vision of debauchery that he could not tear his eyes from. "What the fuck am I doing?" he whispered to himself, but the question was rhetorical, for he knew he could not stop, would not stop, even if the heavens themselves commanded it.
Swati, reveling in the power she wielded over him, smiled wickedly.
Swati (gripping tightly, voice heavy with urgency): "Bahan chod... aur chato... rukna mat!" [Fuck... keep licking... don't stop!]
Srinu needed no further encouragement. He resumed his assault on her pussy, his tongue probing deeper, flicking against her clit with a fervency that had her bucking against his face. He glanced down, his breath catching in his throat. His pants, a light khaki, were now a dark, damp patch where Swati's urine had pooled on the floor. A wave of disgust mixed strangely with a perverse thrill, a stark reminder of the transgression he was participating in. He lifted his gaze back to Swati, the object of his desire, his obsession. Her legs were splayed, her skin flushed and slick with sweat. Her eyes, usually bright and full of laughter, were now dark pools of need and anticipation.
Now, he was on top of her, his erection pulsing against her pussy, His penis throbbed, eager to be inside her, but a nagging hesitation, a sharp pang of guilt, held him back. He could almost hear Ganga's voice, soft and loving, echoing in his mind. This felt wrong. So wrong. He was betraying her, betraying their years together, their promises, for this fleeting lust.
Swati, sensing his inner turmoil, raised her hand, a slow, deliberate movement that was both a question and an enticement. She brushed her fingers against his cheek, a light touch that sent shivers down his spine. Then, she did it. She licked her lips, a slow, theatrical movement that made her mouth look wet and inviting, her gaze never breaking from his. It was a blatant, unapologetic provocation
![[Image: 2tTeAdu.gif]](https://iili.io/2tTeAdu.gif)
The guilt that had been clawing at his conscience seemed to evaporate with a burst of heat. He was no longer thinking of Ganga. He was lost in Swati's eyes, her touch, the promise of pleasure that lay between her legs. He reached for her, his hands gripping her face, pulling her into him. He captured her lips, devouring them with a ferocity that surprised even himself. His tongue explored her mouth, tasting the lingering sweetness of her saliva, and as he deepened the kiss, he thrust himself forward.
His penis slid into her, a perfect fit, tight and wet. He groaned, a sound of pure animalistic satisfaction. His hips began to move, a slow, rhythmic rocking that quickly escalated into a furious, pounding dance. He was hammering into her, his breath ragged, his hands gripping her hips to hold her still. She met his thrusts with equal force, her hips rising to meet his, her moans filling the air.
The air was thick with heat, their bodies pressed against each other, drenched in sweat and desire.
Swati stopped kissing and gasped, her breath hot against Srinu's skin.
Swati (panting): "Chodo, madarchod! Aur zor se chodo!" [Fuck me, motherfucker! Fuck me harder!]
Srinu, lost in his own primal urges, felt an unexpected thrill surge through him. As he thrust harder into her, he bent down, kissing her heaving breasts with an animalistic hunger.
Srinu (growling): "Sali randi! Chodunga, aur zor se chodunga! Tumhari jaisi randi ko chodna hi chahiye!" [Slut! I’ll fuck you, and I’ll fuck you harder! A whore like you deserves to be fucked!]
The words tumbled out of his mouth before he could even register them. He had never spoken so filthily during sex before, and yet, something about this moment made it feel natural—raw and unfiltered. Swati, moaning loudly beneath him, suddenly opened her eyes, locking onto his.
Swati (gasping): "Iska kya matlab hai?" [What do you mean by that?]
Srinu hesitated for a fraction of a second but then smirked, surprising even himself with how bold he had become.
Srinu (breathless, grinning wickedly): "Jo buddhon ka aur bachon ka khada karvati hai, unhein chodna hi chahiye!" [Anyone who gets old men and boys hard deserves to be fucked!]
The filth dripping from his own lips made his blood run hotter. He reached for the hooks of her blouse, his fingers trembling with urgency. With a swift motion, he unhooked them, revealing the soft curves of her bra-covered breasts. His hunger intensified as he slid her bra to the side, his mouth latching onto her nipples.
Swati (moaning, teasing): "Achha? Toh tumne sab kuch dekh liya?" [Oh? So you’ve seen everything?]
As she spoke, she tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him deeper into her breasts, urging him to suck harder.
Srinu, eyes dark with desire, grabbed the edge of her blouse and pushed it over her head.
Srinu (husky, breath hot against her skin): "Haan, maine sab kuch dekha! Jo tumne bachon se chudwayi, woh bhi dekha!" [Yes, I saw everything! Even how you got those boys to fuck you!]
Swati raised her arms to help him remove her blouse completely. Meanwhile, Srinu struggled with the hooks of her bra. Swati noticed his fumbling fingers and laughed.
Swati (smirking): "Arey, unka toh pant mein hi nikal gaya!" [Oh please, they came in their pants!]
She reached behind her back and easily unclasped the hooks herself, shrugging off the bra. Now, she was completely naked except for the saree still wrapped around her hips.
Srinu, his breath heavy with arousal, grabbed her legs and threw them over his shoulders, positioning himself for deeper thrusts. As he pounded into her, their bodies colliding in rhythmic intensity, he groaned—his voice thick with lust.
Srinu (grunting): "Arey, tumhari jaisi randi ko dekhkar kiska nahin nikalta hai?" [Fuck, who wouldn’t cum looking at a whore like you?]
![[Image: 2t1sne9.gif]](https://iili.io/2t1sne9.gif)
Swati was moaning uncontrollably now, her hips moving in perfect sync with his strokes. Suddenly, she gasped and reached for his shoulders.
Swati (breathless, suspicious): "Ek minute ruko! Yeh sab kuch tumko kaise pata hai? Kya tum mere peeche kar rahe the?" [Wait a minute! How do you know all this? Were you following me?]
Srinu froze for half a second. He hesitated, unsure of how to answer. To avoid the question, he grabbed her roughly and flipped her over, forcing her into a new position. Lying on the ground, he pulled Swati on top of him, guiding her down onto his cock.
Swati gasped, her body quivering as she sank down on him. Srinu groaned as her tightness enveloped him, his hands gripping her waist to push her deeper.
But Swati wasn’t done questioning him. As she rode him, her hands planted on his chest, she narrowed her eyes.
Swati (grinning slyly): "Achha? Toh tum mere peeche kar rahe the? Jaise tumne us Raniganj ki randi rani ka peecha kiya tha?" [Oh? So you were following me? Just like you followed that Raniganj whore queen?]
The mention of Ganga's name sent an electric jolt through Srinu’s body. Instead of guilt, an uncontrollable heat surged through him. His grip on Swati’s waist tightened, and without realizing it, he started fucking her with a new, almost violent intensity.
Swati (gasping, eyes rolling back): "Bhenchod! Us randi ka naam lete hi tumhara josh dugna ho gaya!" [Motherfucker! Just hearing that whore’s name made you twice as eager!]
![[Image: 2tEJBdg.gif]](https://iili.io/2tEJBdg.gif)
Srinu ignored her, his mind in a haze of desire. He focused on pounding into her, his strokes deeper, harder, rougher. Swati’s entire body was trembling, barely keeping her balance on top of him.
Swati (breathless, teasing): "Us randi ne tum par kya jadu kar diya? Jo tum itne josh mein chod rahe ho? Kya chakkar hai tum dono ka?" [What magic did that whore cast on you? You’re fucking me like a beast! What’s going on between you two?]
Instead of answering, Srinu countered with his own question, his voice thick with lust.
Srinu (panting): "Tum us Raniganj ki Randi Rani ke baare mein kya jaanti ho?" [What do you know about that Raniganj whore queen?]
Swati chuckled, enjoying the power she had over him.
Swati (smirking, moaning): "Main uske baare mein sab kuch jaanti hoon!" [I know everything about her!]
![[Image: 2tEd4ol.gif]](https://iili.io/2tEd4ol.gif)
Srinu (gritting his teeth, thrusting harder): "Kya tum mujhe uske baare mein sab kuch bataaogi?" [Will you tell me everything about her?]
Swati (giggling, teasing): "Us randi ke baare mein jaan kar kya karoge? Chodoge jaise mujhe chhod rahe ho?" [What will you do with that info? Fuck her like you’re fucking me?]
Srinu (growling, breath hot on her skin): "Haan! Us randi ko bhi iss pani puri stand ke peeche laakar chodunga!" [Yes! I’ll drag that whore behind this stand and fuck her too!]
Swati burst into laughter.
Swati (mocking, panting): "Hah! Woh saali randi yahan nahi aayegi! Woh sirf adde par jaakar chudwati hai!" [Hah! That bitch won’t come here! She only fucks at the adda!]
Hearing this, something snapped inside Srinu. He grabbed Swati roughly and threw her onto all fours. He yanked her hair back, positioning himself behind her, and slammed his cock into her with full force.
Swati screamed in pain and pleasure, her hands gripping the ground as she pushed her hips back to meet his thrusts. Their bodies clashed violently, skin slapping against skin, their moans filling the empty street.
Swati (panting): "Haan… haan…! Jor se chodh" [Yes… yes…! Fuck me harder!]
![[Image: 2tE3WEN.gif]](https://iili.io/2tE3WEN.gif)
Just then, through the gaps in the wooden planks of the pani puri stand, Swati noticed something outside. Her breath hitched, and she tapped Srinu’s hip.
Srinu (panting, confused): "Kya hai?" [What is it?]
Swati (smirking, nodding outside): "Dekho." [Look.]
Srinu lifted his head slightly and peeked outside. Two street dogs were fucking, the male dog mounted over the female.
Swati (giggling, breathless): "Lagta hai hamari chudai dekhkar unko bhi mood aa gaya!" [Looks like watching us fuck got them in the mood too!]
Srinu increased his pace, his cock slamming into her relentlessly. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her face contorted in pure ecstasy. Swati's body tensed, her pussy clenching around him as she came violently, her juices dripping down his length. The sight, the sound, the feel of her orgasm sent Srinu over the edge.
Swati (gasping, almost delirious): "Ohhh… bas ab aur nahi rok sakti… main… aa rahi hoon…!" [Ohhh… I can’t hold back anymore… I’m… I’m coming…!]
Srinu (growling, grabbing her hips tightly): "Saali! Randiii! mere nikal rahi hai!" [Bitch! I’m about to cum inside you!]
The sheer wildness of the moment—Ganga, Swati, the dogs, the raw, filthy reality—pushed Srinu over the edge. He exploded inside her, filling her pussy with his seed. But as the pleasure faded, guilt crashed down on him.
Before he could process it, a voice shouted from outside.
Voice (angrily): "Tum dono kya kar rahe ho?!" [What the hell are you two doing?!]
Swati (calling after him): "Arey ruko! Kuchh nahi hoga!" [Hey, stop! Nothing’s gonna happen!]
Srinu ran back to his bike he noticed his pant was soaked with Swati's urine he cleaned his pants near the water tap. He got on his bike and rode it to his office. As Srinu sped away on his bike, air brushed against his sweat-drenched body, but it did little to ease the storm inside him. The pungent scent of Swati’s urine still clung to his pants, a filthy reminder of what had just transpired. He had fucked her. Not just fucked—he had lost himself in her, given in to his primal desires, let her moans consume him. And now, as the streets blurred past him, his mind was drowning in regret.
Yin (sternly, his voice cold and disapproving): "So… this is what you’ve become, Srinu? Just cheating like ganga.
Srinu (clutching the handlebars tighter, his voice shaking): "I… I didn't plan for this to happen. It just… it just happened."
Yang (mocking laughter echoing in his mind): "Oh, come on! Don't give me that bullshit. ‘It just happened’? Ha! You wanted it. You wanted to fuck her the moment You laid eyes on her on the first day. Admit it!"
Yin (angrily): "Shut up, Yang! You disgust me. Srinu, do you even understand what you’ve done? You betrayed yourself. You became exactly Ganga— Now you have no moral ground to stand on and question Ganga about her infidelity."
Srinu (his grip tightening, his voice laced with guilt): "I know… I know I fucked up."
Yin (his voice seething with disappointment): "You are a weak man, Srinu. Weak. You let lust take over. You let that filthy woman take control of you."
Yang (laughing, almost singing): "Filthy woman? Oh please, Yin! Don’t act like it wasn’t beautiful. Did you see the way she moaned? The way she wanted him? The way she teased him about Ganga? Ohh, that was some next-level shit! And did you notice? The moment she mentioned Ganga, he went wild! That wasn’t just sex, that was pure animal instinct!"
Srinu (yelling in frustration): "STOP IT! Stop it, both of you! But there is one good thing in all this"
Yin (coldly, unwavering): "What was the good thing?"
Yang (chuckling): "Of course, The good thing was we got to lick swati's pussy!"
Srinu (gritting his teeth, his voice shaking with anger): "Shut up, Yang! The good thing was Swati agreed to show us where Adda is located, She also said that she would tell me everything about Ganga and her title Ranigunk ki randi rani"
Yin (quiet, but his words cut deep): "Okay... Swati one of the girls who we are investigating is ready and set to go. now next is Priya"
Yang (grinning): "I hope everything goes right with Priya... I am crossing my fingers"
With that conclusion srinu reached his office.
The pain in his groin became unbearable, his penis was being squeezed in his pants, he had to release it, and now. His hands trembling, he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, sliding them down along with his underwear, freeing his hard cock. But in his haste, his foot slipped on the uneven ground. He lost his balance and tumbled into the gap between the pani puri stand and the wall.
Swati, startled, immediately stopped her stream. Srinu landed on the ground with a thud, his hands flat on the dirt, his penis exposed and throbbing in the air. A moment of awkward silence followed, the air thick with unspoken emotions. Swati’s eyes widened in shock when she realized who it was. Then, her eyes drifted down to his exposed cock, a faint smirk playing on her lips.
Swati (smirking): "Aakhirkar aa hi gaye ho mere 'kopche' par." [So, you’ve finally made it to my hideout.]
![[Image: 2tfjBJn.gif]](https://iili.io/2tfjBJn.gif)
Srinu's gaze met hers, his face a mask of embarrassment, the color draining from his cheeks as he realized the compromising position he had been caught in. His heart raced, the throbbing in his chest mirrored by the pulsing in his groin. Swati, observing his discomfort, let out a low, sultry chuckle.
Swati (tilting her head, teasingly running a finger along her pussy): "Kya sahab, bahut pyase dikh rahe ho... kuchh peena chahoge?" [You look really thirsty... want something to drink?]
she teased, her hand provocatively tracing the outline of her moistening pussy, the scent of her arousal hanging heavy in the air. Overcome by a hunger he could no longer deny, Srinu lunged at Swati, his strength knocking her back onto the ground. Her laughter echoed around them as she surrendered to his urgency, her legs parting to grant him full access to her naked lower body. Srinu descended upon her like a man possessed, his mouth finding her dripping pussy, his tongue lapping at the salty wetness of her urine.
The taste of her was intoxicating, a potent mix of sweet and forbidden that drove him to the brink of madness. He feasted on her, his tongue delving into her folds, exploring every crevice, every sensitive spot that made her squirm and moan beneath him. Swati's wicked laughter had given way to gasps of pleasure, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer, urging him on.
Srinu, lost in the fervor of his actions, paused for a moment, his mind reeling with the realization of what he was doing. The sight of Swati, her body writhing in ecstasy, her pussy glistening with his saliva and her own wetness, was a vision of debauchery that he could not tear his eyes from. "What the fuck am I doing?" he whispered to himself, but the question was rhetorical, for he knew he could not stop, would not stop, even if the heavens themselves commanded it.
Swati, reveling in the power she wielded over him, smiled wickedly.
Swati (gripping tightly, voice heavy with urgency): "Bahan chod... aur chato... rukna mat!" [Fuck... keep licking... don't stop!]
Srinu needed no further encouragement. He resumed his assault on her pussy, his tongue probing deeper, flicking against her clit with a fervency that had her bucking against his face. He glanced down, his breath catching in his throat. His pants, a light khaki, were now a dark, damp patch where Swati's urine had pooled on the floor. A wave of disgust mixed strangely with a perverse thrill, a stark reminder of the transgression he was participating in. He lifted his gaze back to Swati, the object of his desire, his obsession. Her legs were splayed, her skin flushed and slick with sweat. Her eyes, usually bright and full of laughter, were now dark pools of need and anticipation.
Now, he was on top of her, his erection pulsing against her pussy, His penis throbbed, eager to be inside her, but a nagging hesitation, a sharp pang of guilt, held him back. He could almost hear Ganga's voice, soft and loving, echoing in his mind. This felt wrong. So wrong. He was betraying her, betraying their years together, their promises, for this fleeting lust.
Swati, sensing his inner turmoil, raised her hand, a slow, deliberate movement that was both a question and an enticement. She brushed her fingers against his cheek, a light touch that sent shivers down his spine. Then, she did it. She licked her lips, a slow, theatrical movement that made her mouth look wet and inviting, her gaze never breaking from his. It was a blatant, unapologetic provocation
![[Image: 2tTeAdu.gif]](https://iili.io/2tTeAdu.gif)
The guilt that had been clawing at his conscience seemed to evaporate with a burst of heat. He was no longer thinking of Ganga. He was lost in Swati's eyes, her touch, the promise of pleasure that lay between her legs. He reached for her, his hands gripping her face, pulling her into him. He captured her lips, devouring them with a ferocity that surprised even himself. His tongue explored her mouth, tasting the lingering sweetness of her saliva, and as he deepened the kiss, he thrust himself forward.
His penis slid into her, a perfect fit, tight and wet. He groaned, a sound of pure animalistic satisfaction. His hips began to move, a slow, rhythmic rocking that quickly escalated into a furious, pounding dance. He was hammering into her, his breath ragged, his hands gripping her hips to hold her still. She met his thrusts with equal force, her hips rising to meet his, her moans filling the air.
The air was thick with heat, their bodies pressed against each other, drenched in sweat and desire.
Swati stopped kissing and gasped, her breath hot against Srinu's skin.
Swati (panting): "Chodo, madarchod! Aur zor se chodo!" [Fuck me, motherfucker! Fuck me harder!]
Srinu, lost in his own primal urges, felt an unexpected thrill surge through him. As he thrust harder into her, he bent down, kissing her heaving breasts with an animalistic hunger.
Srinu (growling): "Sali randi! Chodunga, aur zor se chodunga! Tumhari jaisi randi ko chodna hi chahiye!" [Slut! I’ll fuck you, and I’ll fuck you harder! A whore like you deserves to be fucked!]
The words tumbled out of his mouth before he could even register them. He had never spoken so filthily during sex before, and yet, something about this moment made it feel natural—raw and unfiltered. Swati, moaning loudly beneath him, suddenly opened her eyes, locking onto his.
Swati (gasping): "Iska kya matlab hai?" [What do you mean by that?]
Srinu hesitated for a fraction of a second but then smirked, surprising even himself with how bold he had become.
Srinu (breathless, grinning wickedly): "Jo buddhon ka aur bachon ka khada karvati hai, unhein chodna hi chahiye!" [Anyone who gets old men and boys hard deserves to be fucked!]
The filth dripping from his own lips made his blood run hotter. He reached for the hooks of her blouse, his fingers trembling with urgency. With a swift motion, he unhooked them, revealing the soft curves of her bra-covered breasts. His hunger intensified as he slid her bra to the side, his mouth latching onto her nipples.
Swati (moaning, teasing): "Achha? Toh tumne sab kuch dekh liya?" [Oh? So you’ve seen everything?]
As she spoke, she tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him deeper into her breasts, urging him to suck harder.
Srinu, eyes dark with desire, grabbed the edge of her blouse and pushed it over her head.
Srinu (husky, breath hot against her skin): "Haan, maine sab kuch dekha! Jo tumne bachon se chudwayi, woh bhi dekha!" [Yes, I saw everything! Even how you got those boys to fuck you!]
Swati raised her arms to help him remove her blouse completely. Meanwhile, Srinu struggled with the hooks of her bra. Swati noticed his fumbling fingers and laughed.
Swati (smirking): "Arey, unka toh pant mein hi nikal gaya!" [Oh please, they came in their pants!]
She reached behind her back and easily unclasped the hooks herself, shrugging off the bra. Now, she was completely naked except for the saree still wrapped around her hips.
Srinu, his breath heavy with arousal, grabbed her legs and threw them over his shoulders, positioning himself for deeper thrusts. As he pounded into her, their bodies colliding in rhythmic intensity, he groaned—his voice thick with lust.
Srinu (grunting): "Arey, tumhari jaisi randi ko dekhkar kiska nahin nikalta hai?" [Fuck, who wouldn’t cum looking at a whore like you?]
![[Image: 2t1sne9.gif]](https://iili.io/2t1sne9.gif)
Swati was moaning uncontrollably now, her hips moving in perfect sync with his strokes. Suddenly, she gasped and reached for his shoulders.
Swati (breathless, suspicious): "Ek minute ruko! Yeh sab kuch tumko kaise pata hai? Kya tum mere peeche kar rahe the?" [Wait a minute! How do you know all this? Were you following me?]
Srinu froze for half a second. He hesitated, unsure of how to answer. To avoid the question, he grabbed her roughly and flipped her over, forcing her into a new position. Lying on the ground, he pulled Swati on top of him, guiding her down onto his cock.
Swati gasped, her body quivering as she sank down on him. Srinu groaned as her tightness enveloped him, his hands gripping her waist to push her deeper.
But Swati wasn’t done questioning him. As she rode him, her hands planted on his chest, she narrowed her eyes.
Swati (grinning slyly): "Achha? Toh tum mere peeche kar rahe the? Jaise tumne us Raniganj ki randi rani ka peecha kiya tha?" [Oh? So you were following me? Just like you followed that Raniganj whore queen?]
The mention of Ganga's name sent an electric jolt through Srinu’s body. Instead of guilt, an uncontrollable heat surged through him. His grip on Swati’s waist tightened, and without realizing it, he started fucking her with a new, almost violent intensity.
Swati (gasping, eyes rolling back): "Bhenchod! Us randi ka naam lete hi tumhara josh dugna ho gaya!" [Motherfucker! Just hearing that whore’s name made you twice as eager!]
![[Image: 2tEJBdg.gif]](https://iili.io/2tEJBdg.gif)
Srinu ignored her, his mind in a haze of desire. He focused on pounding into her, his strokes deeper, harder, rougher. Swati’s entire body was trembling, barely keeping her balance on top of him.
Swati (breathless, teasing): "Us randi ne tum par kya jadu kar diya? Jo tum itne josh mein chod rahe ho? Kya chakkar hai tum dono ka?" [What magic did that whore cast on you? You’re fucking me like a beast! What’s going on between you two?]
Instead of answering, Srinu countered with his own question, his voice thick with lust.
Srinu (panting): "Tum us Raniganj ki Randi Rani ke baare mein kya jaanti ho?" [What do you know about that Raniganj whore queen?]
Swati chuckled, enjoying the power she had over him.
Swati (smirking, moaning): "Main uske baare mein sab kuch jaanti hoon!" [I know everything about her!]
![[Image: 2tEd4ol.gif]](https://iili.io/2tEd4ol.gif)
Srinu (gritting his teeth, thrusting harder): "Kya tum mujhe uske baare mein sab kuch bataaogi?" [Will you tell me everything about her?]
Swati (giggling, teasing): "Us randi ke baare mein jaan kar kya karoge? Chodoge jaise mujhe chhod rahe ho?" [What will you do with that info? Fuck her like you’re fucking me?]
Srinu (growling, breath hot on her skin): "Haan! Us randi ko bhi iss pani puri stand ke peeche laakar chodunga!" [Yes! I’ll drag that whore behind this stand and fuck her too!]
Swati burst into laughter.
Swati (mocking, panting): "Hah! Woh saali randi yahan nahi aayegi! Woh sirf adde par jaakar chudwati hai!" [Hah! That bitch won’t come here! She only fucks at the adda!]
Hearing this, something snapped inside Srinu. He grabbed Swati roughly and threw her onto all fours. He yanked her hair back, positioning himself behind her, and slammed his cock into her with full force.
Swati screamed in pain and pleasure, her hands gripping the ground as she pushed her hips back to meet his thrusts. Their bodies clashed violently, skin slapping against skin, their moans filling the empty street.
Swati (panting): "Haan… haan…! Jor se chodh" [Yes… yes…! Fuck me harder!]
![[Image: 2tE3WEN.gif]](https://iili.io/2tE3WEN.gif)
Just then, through the gaps in the wooden planks of the pani puri stand, Swati noticed something outside. Her breath hitched, and she tapped Srinu’s hip.
Srinu (panting, confused): "Kya hai?" [What is it?]
Swati (smirking, nodding outside): "Dekho." [Look.]
Srinu lifted his head slightly and peeked outside. Two street dogs were fucking, the male dog mounted over the female.
Swati (giggling, breathless): "Lagta hai hamari chudai dekhkar unko bhi mood aa gaya!" [Looks like watching us fuck got them in the mood too!]
Srinu increased his pace, his cock slamming into her relentlessly. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her face contorted in pure ecstasy. Swati's body tensed, her pussy clenching around him as she came violently, her juices dripping down his length. The sight, the sound, the feel of her orgasm sent Srinu over the edge.
Swati (gasping, almost delirious): "Ohhh… bas ab aur nahi rok sakti… main… aa rahi hoon…!" [Ohhh… I can’t hold back anymore… I’m… I’m coming…!]
Srinu (growling, grabbing her hips tightly): "Saali! Randiii! mere nikal rahi hai!" [Bitch! I’m about to cum inside you!]
The sheer wildness of the moment—Ganga, Swati, the dogs, the raw, filthy reality—pushed Srinu over the edge. He exploded inside her, filling her pussy with his seed. But as the pleasure faded, guilt crashed down on him.
Before he could process it, a voice shouted from outside.
Voice (angrily): "Tum dono kya kar rahe ho?!" [What the hell are you two doing?!]
Swati (calling after him): "Arey ruko! Kuchh nahi hoga!" [Hey, stop! Nothing’s gonna happen!]
Srinu ran back to his bike he noticed his pant was soaked with Swati's urine he cleaned his pants near the water tap. He got on his bike and rode it to his office. As Srinu sped away on his bike, air brushed against his sweat-drenched body, but it did little to ease the storm inside him. The pungent scent of Swati’s urine still clung to his pants, a filthy reminder of what had just transpired. He had fucked her. Not just fucked—he had lost himself in her, given in to his primal desires, let her moans consume him. And now, as the streets blurred past him, his mind was drowning in regret.
Yin (sternly, his voice cold and disapproving): "So… this is what you’ve become, Srinu? Just cheating like ganga.
Srinu (clutching the handlebars tighter, his voice shaking): "I… I didn't plan for this to happen. It just… it just happened."
Yang (mocking laughter echoing in his mind): "Oh, come on! Don't give me that bullshit. ‘It just happened’? Ha! You wanted it. You wanted to fuck her the moment You laid eyes on her on the first day. Admit it!"
Yin (angrily): "Shut up, Yang! You disgust me. Srinu, do you even understand what you’ve done? You betrayed yourself. You became exactly Ganga— Now you have no moral ground to stand on and question Ganga about her infidelity."
Srinu (his grip tightening, his voice laced with guilt): "I know… I know I fucked up."
Yin (his voice seething with disappointment): "You are a weak man, Srinu. Weak. You let lust take over. You let that filthy woman take control of you."
Yang (laughing, almost singing): "Filthy woman? Oh please, Yin! Don’t act like it wasn’t beautiful. Did you see the way she moaned? The way she wanted him? The way she teased him about Ganga? Ohh, that was some next-level shit! And did you notice? The moment she mentioned Ganga, he went wild! That wasn’t just sex, that was pure animal instinct!"
Srinu (yelling in frustration): "STOP IT! Stop it, both of you! But there is one good thing in all this"
Yin (coldly, unwavering): "What was the good thing?"
Yang (chuckling): "Of course, The good thing was we got to lick swati's pussy!"
Srinu (gritting his teeth, his voice shaking with anger): "Shut up, Yang! The good thing was Swati agreed to show us where Adda is located, She also said that she would tell me everything about Ganga and her title Ranigunk ki randi rani"
Yin (quiet, but his words cut deep): "Okay... Swati one of the girls who we are investigating is ready and set to go. now next is Priya"
Yang (grinning): "I hope everything goes right with Priya... I am crossing my fingers"
With that conclusion srinu reached his office.