Adultery Debauchery of Supriya and Raashi

[supriyaa]

Update 14

I reached my building compound and looked around, there were a couple of ladies chatting nearby. I pulled out my mobile and acted as if I am talking to someone, waiting for them to leave. Within minutes those ladies left for their respective homes. I quickly rushed behind the building, hoping no one saw me. The back of my building was dark and had no lights. There was a huge underground water tank and next to it is the pump room. Behind the pump house, there was a small room where Chandu stayed. I reached his room; the door was unlatched. I knocked at the door and heard Chandu’s voice saying come in. I entered the room and quickly latched the door. I saw Chandu sitting comfortably on the mattress talking to someone on the phone. He signaled me to be quiet. While he was talking on the phone, I looked around, still standing near the door. It was a very small room; it had a small yellow bulb and a table fan in the ground next to the mattress. On the other side of the room was a stove and few utensils next to it. There was a table with a suitcase on top. On top of the suitcase was a heap of clothes. (If I had looked more closely, I would have probably noticed a camera hidden between the pile of clothes, but I missed it). My eyes went back on Chandu. He was just wearing a lungi and was bare chested. I was closely watching his bare chest filled with lots and lots of grey hair, it made my mouth water and my pussy wet. He had a small paunch which was also covered with grey hair. His ugly unshaven face looked very desirable to me.

He hung up the phone and kept his phone aside. He looked at me from bottom, first watching my high heels, then his eyes moved towards my fair and creamy legs, then his eyes reached my cleavage and finally my face….

Chandu: Nice beti, you are looking good…
Me: Thank you, Sir,
Chandu: Did you bring the things I asked you to get?
Me: Yes I have…. Its in the plastic bag (handing over the bag to him)
Chandu: (Kept it next to the mattress after checking the contents) Good girl. Remove that stupid jacket…..

I quickly removed my jacket and kept it on the ground. He rudely told me get 2 glasses and a plate from the corner. I hurriedly grabbed 2 glasses and a steel plate and placed it before Chandu. He ordered me to sit down, pointing at the mattress next to him. I sat down next to him. It was very uncomfortable sitting on the mattress because of my short and tight mini skirt.

He pulled out a bottle of desi daru from the bag and also some kebabs which he kept on the plate. He asked me to make 2 drinks. I opened the bottle and as per his instruction I half filled both the glasses. He handed me a bottle of water and told me to fill the rest of the glasses with water which I did. He picked up his glass and asked me to do so too. We clinked our glasses and he said cheers. He finished his glass in one huge gulp, while I just took a small sip. It tasted terrible and smelled even more terrible. I kept my glass down and made another drink for him. He started eating the kebabs and picked up the phone and was talking to some friend of his, completely ignoring me. I took a few more sips of my drink and I already started feeling light in my head. I have drunk beer and wine before, I knew this drink will be more potent than what I drank before. I heard him say to his friend that he was drinking…
Chandu: Haan bhai, ek randi ayi hai room mein, tujhe pata hai sharaab ke saath shabaab bhi zaroori hai…. (yeah bro, there is a whore in my room, you know its necessary to have wine and woman together) (laughs)
Chandu: yeah bhai, she is a patakha from the building I work for. You know it too these rich women have everything except real men to please them…. That’s where I come in…. (laughing)

I felt ashamed of myself, but the smut talk was actually arousing me. I felt like a cheap slut, and worse enjoying I finished my drink and I was feeling a bit dizzy.

He finished his call and told me to make another round of drinks, it was his 3rd and 2nd glass for me. By the time I finished my 2nd glass, he had finished 2 more. I was feeling high but was still in control of myself. He got up and told me to stand up too. He reached very close to me, I could feel his body odor and hear his heavy breathing. I thought he wanted to kiss me, I arched my face up and closed my eyes. But I felt him walk away. When I opened my eyes, I saw him near the pile of clothes. (Chandu switched on the camera and started recording secretly, I was unaware of it) He went back to the mattress and made himself another drink and sat back comfortably. He picked his mobile again and instead of calling someone, he played a song “Laila main Laila” and ordered me to dance…..

I wasn’t expecting this, but I didn’t want him to be angry. I started dancing awkwardly at first, slowly more confidently moved my body to the beats of the music. I watched him looking ar me open mouthed, enjoying my dance moves and drinking. Blame it on the drinks or my wet pussy, I started feeling like I am Sunny Leone dancing for SRK on the beats of “Laila main Laila”, my moves getting more and more seductive and sexy. I turned around and in a sexy way pulled down my dress, swaying my ass to the music….
There I was in my bra and panties dancing like a cheap slut in front of a low-class ugly sweeper who was almost thrice my age. And I was enjoying myself seducing him. After a few more moves, I removed my bra and was dancing topless. I could see his cock growing and forming a huge tent inside his lungi, which motivated me to be even more slutty. I pulled down my panties exposing my wet shaved pussy. At that moment, my only goal was to make him happy and wanted to be his slut….

I danced to another song, before he switched off his mobile and ordered me to come on him. I went on top of him, I was burning with desire and passion, He caught my face and started kissing me, our tongues exploring each others mouth. After kissing for a long time, I moved my body up and fed him my big boobs. He mauled my boobs with his hands and mouth. I was moaning like a bitch, I slowly moved down again, kissing and licking his ugly face, before moving to his hairy chest, I licked all over his chest, enjoying his manly hairy chest. He moved his arms up, I started licking his smelly hairy arm pits, kissing them, sucking them, licking them clean. His body odor felt more like an aphrodisiac for me. After spending a lot of time worshipping his hairy chest, I moved down and undid his lungi. His huge cock popped out like a cobra; He wasn’t even wearing underwear. I admired his black cock, completely surrounded by grey pubic hair. I was licking the entire length of the cock before started sucking his cock. He was calling me all kinds of names like randi, chinal, kuttiya which made me suck his cock with more frenzy, I moved down to his balls and started sucking them one by one, while I held his cock with my moving hand.

He pushed me aside, pulled out a condom from a pack and used it on his cock and got back on top of me, pulled up my legs on his shoulders and placed his throbbing hard cock on my pussy which was wet with my love juices, and with one hard shove he pushed half the length of his cock in my pussy. I cried out loudly, he covered my mouth with his mouth to stop me from screaming. He slowly started moving his hips and starting fucking me slowly at first, pushing in more and more of his cock in me with each push. I had tears in my eyes, tried pushing him away, but he was too strong for me. The force of his pelvic thrusts was getting harder and harder. Soon he had his entire cock inside my pussy. He was now thrusting and fucking me with full force, like a well oiled piston.

The initial pain soon changed into pleasure and now I was moving my hips up to meet his frenzied and powerful thrusts. my hands were on his back, scratching him, urging him to fuck harder. He abusing me, calling me filthy names while fucking me like a hungry animal.

After 10 minutes, he pulled out his cock and turned me upside down. He pulled up my ass, so that I was on my knees, he again rammed his big dirty cock in my pussy and started banging me like a bitch, I felt his cock deep in my pussy, throbbing and pulsating, I was moving my hot ass to meet his manic thrusts. Very soon, he groaned out and reached his orgasm. I came too for the second time. We lied down together in each other arms like lovers. I felt like a woman, felt complete, felt like a slut……for my low-class sweeper lover….

I woke up after some time, I checked my watch, it was 11.45pm. I didn’t find Chandu in the room, I looked outside, he was smoking a bidi and having a drink, sitting outside.
I dressed up and called him in. He grabbed in his arms again and kissed me hard…. once he left me, I asked him to check whether anyone is there in the compound. He went to check and came back saying its safe to leave….. I told him I will you tomorrow on the terrace….and kissed him again and left quickly….

Chandu saw me leave, once I was out of sight, he picked up his mobile and called someone….

“I have fucked her. She is one of the horniest sluts I ever fucked….”
“Yes, I have recorded the entire act as per your instructions…”
“I will give it to you tomorrow. Goodnight”

With a big smile, he switched off the lights and fell asleep….

To be continued.....

[ronylol]

Nothing to say its super

[blackdesk]

More please. So sexy writing.

[sadlura]

Nice hairy stinky armpit licking..love this story

[rajumehat]

Update please

[rajumehat]

Super sexy story please update

[supriyaa]

Update 15

Raashi woke up late on the Christmas morning. She walked to the kitchen, she saw Lakhan chacha, her family servant, doing some work.

Raashi: Good morning Lakhan chacha
Lakhan: Good Morning bitiya
Raashi: chacha tea please?
Lakhan: Yes bitiya, I will make some tea right away, give me 5 minutes.
Me: Where’s Mummy Papa?
Lakhan: Memsaheb has gone to her friend’s place early morning for some religious function. She will be back tomorrow morning. Saheb has already left for Ahmedabad for work. He will be back day after.
Me: And Lata Aunty? (Papa’s widowed sister, who stays with us)
Lakhan: She is in her room.

I grabbed some fruits from the dining table and went back to my room with my cup of tea. As I sat back to have my tea along with some fruits, I could slowly feel the excitement building. I knew today was the day when I work at Kutty’s Bar. The anticipation of seeing Kutty, the giant black monster again sent shivers down my spine. I could still remember how brutally Kutty mouth fucked me the other day. I loved his aggressive and brute style of making love. She wanted her young petite body to be used and abused by him. I could still feel the taste of his love juices when he climaxed in my mouth. Another thing which I was looking forward to is serving the customers. I had such a great time with them. I loved how I let those low-class people to touch and grope my body for just Rs.10-20 tips. The money hardly mattered, but the fact I was allowing these low-class men to grope me for paltry amount made it kinkier and arousing for me. She thought about Raghu, hope he is there at the bar tonight.

The problem was I needed to take permission of my parents so that I can spend time till late at Kutty’s bar. Both mom and papa were not available. I decided to take Lata aunty’s permission. I went to her room which was next to mine and knocked at the door.

Knock knock!
Lata: Who is it?
Me: Aunty it’s me….
Lata: Come in, the door is open beta….
Me: (Entering the room) Hi aunty. How are you?
Lata: I am fine beta, how are you? Hows college?
Me: Cool. Lata aunty I needed your permission both mom and papa are not home today….
Lata: Permission? For what?
Me: There is a Christmas party at my friends place, even last year I was at her party, if I do not attend her party tonight, she will feel bad.
Lata: No problem beta. Go ahead. What time will you be back?
Me: I don’t know aunty, I will be late. But don’t worry my friends will drop me home. And I have extra set of keys.
Lata: If all your friends are there, go ahead. Just don’t tell bhaiya and bhabhi that you came back home late. That would be our little secret. Okay?
Me: Aunty you are the greatest!
Lata: Have a nice time beta.
Me: Thank you, aunty (feeling very happy, hugged my aunt)

I went back to my room feeling elated and excited. The day passed off quickly. After lunch I took a long nap. I woke to the sound of my phone ringing. I picked up the phone, it was maushi. I answered the phone.

Me: Hello maushi. How are you?
Maushi: I am fine Raashi. How are you?
Me: I am fine too.
Maushi: What time are you reaching here, hope you have not forgotten today you promised Kutty that you will help him out as a waitress at his bar.
Me: No maushi, how can I forget? I was waiting for today since last 2 days.
Maushi: That’s nice. Who are you missing more, Kutty or the customers? (laughing)
Me: (blushed) both
Maushi: (laughing) I know beti. You are such a lucky girl. You have so many admirers, even Bhiku was asking about you. But you don’t worry about Bhiku, I told him you are busy due college holidays. So what time are you coming here?
Me: I will leave home after 5.30pm and will reach there before 6pm.
Maushi: Meet me at the college entrance, I will show you the short cut to Kutty’s bar from the other side.
Me: Ok maushi. See you in the evenng.

As soon I hung up the phone, I took a shower. I wore a new salwar kameez, applied some light makeup, I left home after informing Lata aunty. I caught an auto and headed towards my college. I met maushi who was standing near our college and we headed towards Kutty’s bar. We took a different route and the lane we entered took us directly to Kutty’s bar.

We entered the bar and as soon as I saw Kutty behind the counter, I blushed. He gave me big dirty smile. His ugly black face glowed on seeing me. We exchanged pleasantaries. I looked at the bar, there were just 3 men drinking at that moment. I recognized one man who was here the other day when I was serving booze. I smiled at him and the old dirty man smiled back showing his missing teeth, just then that woman Kamini entered. She was initially surprised seeing me here again. Kutty called me and Kamini to the inside room and said….

Kutty: Kamini, this is Raashi and Raashi this is Kamini.
Kamini and I both exchanged cold stares at each other.
Kutty: Since today was Christmas and a holiday, I am expecting lots of customers today. So, I will be dividing tables for both of you to serve….
Kamini: (Getting angry) This is not fair Kutty sir. When I joined here you said I would be the only waitress here. Why is she doing here?
Kutty: She will be here only tonight and on New Year Eve when there are too many customers. All other days you will be the only waitress….
Kamini: Kutty sir, I will manage the….
Kutty: (cutting her off) Who is the boss? I am the one who decides not you….

She looked at me angrily while I just smiled at her which made her angrier….

Kutty: Raashi you will handle the 6 tables on the left and Kamini you will handle the other 6 tables on the right. Remember anyone breaks any glasses or leaves without paying, I will recover the money from you both. Understood?

We both nodded our heads and headed back to the bar. All the 3 customers were sitting on Kamini’s side of the bar. The old man was drinking alone and 2 younger men in a heated conversation were together in a different table.

The old man on realizing I would be serving the tables on the other side quickly shifted to my side of the bar with his half empty bottle and glass. Seeing this Kamini became even more furious.

I approached the dirty old man, who was in his 60s probably, I said Namaste to him and asked him if he needs anything else. He said no and asked my name to which I replied. The old man started whispering how pretty I am etc etc and was flirting with me. I was enjoying the attention he was giving me. I moved even closer to him, our bodies touching each other. He moved even closer, enjoying the feel of the curves of my young body. I felt his hand caressing my leg under the table. I loved the sensations his hand was creating. He was gulping down the booze in excitement and soon he finished his bottle. I told him can I get him another bottle please. He couldn’t say no. He dug out a 50 note from his dirty pocket and gave it to me. As I headed towards Kutty to get the bottle, I saw Kamini angrily staring at me and muttering silent abuses at me. I just ignored her and gave the money to Kutty sir and returned back with a bottle. As I was making a new drink for him, he handed me 20 Rs tips, I thanked him while he continued feeling my soft legs under the table. I realized I was flirting back too, and enjoying it.

A couple of old low-class men entered the bar and I looked at them and smiled. They hurriedly sat on my side of the bar. Soon I served them booze and in sometime they too started flirting with me too. One man moved his hand under my kameez and was cuping and aqueezing my ass while the other was holding my hand. I was openly flirting back. Soon my tables were all occupied and Kamini’s side was half empty. I went to each table and ensured their drinks are made in time. Letting them play with my body. My pussy was already drenched and I was in a constant state of arousal.
Every touch, every pinch, every grope sent currents to my pussy.

I saw Maushi sitting next to Kutty watching me closely and smiling. I also saw Kutty giving some money to her and whispered something in her ears. She nodded her head, smiled and walked out. I wondered where has she gone?

After 20 minutes I saw maushi return carrying a plastic bag. She whispered something to Kutty. Kutty called out my name. I went towards the counter. He gave me the plastic bag and told maushi to take me to the inside room. I was a bit confused as Maushi and I headed back in the back room. Once inside, I asked maushi….

Me: Whats in the plastic bag?
Maushi: Open it and see for yourself….

In a hurry I opened the bag, there were clothes in the bag. I found a short bright red colored skirt, a small shiny black top and a lipstick. I looked at maushi questioningly….
Maushi: Kutty wants you to wear these clothes. He is very pleased with your work so far. He feels that if you wear these clothes and serve the customers, his business will improve even more….

Me: Maushi but I do not wear these kinds of clothes. I never wore in my life….
Maushi: So? Why can’t you wear them just for today…
Me: I can’t wear these…. they are so…..so small and revealing….please maushi….
Maushi: Listen to me beti…. one has to change herself to experience new happiness. Just think how was your life was one week back and now its so exciting, isn’t it?
Me: Yes
Maushi: You have met so many interesting men like Bhiku, Kutty and all those customers of yours. It happened only because you accepted change, you were willing to explore your inner self. Tell me honestly whose company do you enjoy more, those young immature college boys or these older lower-class men?
Me: Lower class older men...
Maushi: Those customers out there work so hard the whole day and no one appreciates their work. The only place they find some enjoyment and joy is here. These low-class old men can never in their wildest dreams even think of talking with a young and beautiful rich girl like you, forget touching and flirting. Now when you are serving them liquor you can see how happy they are. You are helping them forget their miserable life they lead the entire day. You are bringing them so much joy when you let them touch you and flirt with you. Tell me honestly are you not enjoying yourself too? Doesn’t it feel nice to see so many low-class old men enjoying themselves? I think you are enjoying it knowing so many men admire your body and your beauty. No one in college ever appreciated you.
Me: Yes maushi. You are right…. the last one week has been the most memorable period of my life.
Maushi: So, wear these clothes. It will make them even happier. Trust me you will enjoy more when you give these old low-class men more access to your beautiful body once you wear these revealing clothes for them.
Me: Okay I will wear these clothes.
Maushi: Good girl. Be more open to change, you will enjoy more. If you do not enjoy life to fullest now when you are young, when will you? Accept your hidden sexuality….
Me: Thanks, Maushi. I will…. (hugging her)
Maushi: Quickly change, I’ll wait outside. Use that bright red lipstick too.
Me: Okay.

Maushi came out of the room while Raashi locked the back room to change. She stood outside with a huge smile on her face…. At that moment she noticed a young girl obviously from a well to do family wearing a miniskirt entering the bar. She bought 2 bottles of desi daru and left. She could see the entire bar watching her open mouthed. She wondered why did she come here? She also felt she had seen this girl somewhere before, however she couldn’t quite place her where she had seen her. She waited for Raashi to come out of the room in a new avatar, a new sexy slut in the making….

To be continued....

[supriyaa]

Update 16

Raashi after locking the door of the back room took a closer look at the clothes which maushi brought for her.

My God the top and the skirt are so small it will hardly cover my body. I had never worn a skirt since I was out of college. How can I wear these clothes in front of so many men? I knew I always had a secret desire to wear such revealing clothes like most girls in college, but never had the guts to try one. Every time, I thought of buying some sexy dresses secretly, the angry faces of my parents used to flash in my mind. And now I am in a dilemma, my heart and my body wanted to wear these clothes, but my mind was not ready. I didn’t want to disappoint maushi, I started stripping to my bra and panties. I looked at myself in the mirror which was hanging there. I saw a beautiful girl who wanted to free herself from the shackles of society norms, a girl who wanted to explore herself, a girl who wanted to break the taboos of the society and do what she wants and what she has to do, a girl who wanted to enjoy her sexuality and give happiness to the less fortunate with her young and beautiful body.

I made up my mind. I wanted to be me. I wore the red skirt first which had an elastic waistband. Then I put on the short black top and looked at myself at the mirror. The top was too short, it just about managed to cover my bra and had a low neckline. Though I didn’t have ample breasts like Supriya, but I could see the deep cleavage and the top of my bra. The skirt was too short, it revealed a bit of my fair and creamy legs. I pulled down the skirt a few inches, but now my deep navel was now visible. For a minute I kept thinking should I pull up skirt again to cover my navel or hide my pretty legs. A nasty thought came to my mind, I folded the waistband once and then checked the mirror again, more of my flat midriff was exposed and my thighs were visible too.

Just then I heard a knock on the door, I said who is it? Maushi said how much more time will you take to change? Your customers are waiting. I replied just 2 minutes maushi.

I hurriedly applied the bright red lipstick and looked at the mirror again. I thought to myself I look like a slut wearing this garish colored dress and with my bright red lips I looked sluttier. I said to myself, Raashi this is your evening, I will enjoy myself and will also make sure my customers are happy. I removed my hair band and unlocked the door and stepped out with open hair in a slutty outfit.

Maushi kept looking at me with her mouth open….
Me: How do I look maushi?
Maushi: My God, you are looking like a film actress…
Me: (blushing) Oh maushi, don’t lie….
Maushi: I swear Raashi…. you are looking HOT. Your old low-class customers will go crazy when they see you like this
Me: Really? (feeling excited)
Maushi: Yeah dear. Remember what I said, just be yourself and enjoy. I going back home, Kutty will drop you home after the bar closes. Okay?
Me: Yes maushi. Thank you.

As soon as I walked in the bar, there was pin drop silence for few seconds and then I heard the whistles and catcalls from the customers, which pleased me even more. I went towards Kutty sir and asked him if I was looking okay. Kutty said you are looking amazing…

Feeling confident and slutty and I resumed with my service, I could see Kamini giving me dirty and envious looks. And then the fun started, I could see the lust and joy on all customers faces as I served them booze. I loved the lustful stares at my cleavage while I bent down slightly to pour the drinks in their glasses. Most of the customers didn’t leave a single opportunity to feel my bare legs and navel. I was more than willing to be groped by these low-class old men. My pussy was wet with juices, my heart thumping with excitement, the booze was flowing and so were the tips as the evening progressed.

I was serving an old man in the back of the bar, I could feel his hand under my skirt, roughly caressing my soft ass. I was standing with my body leaning against his shoulders and my hand on his shoulders softly rubbing it. I looked over at Kamini, she had pulled out her pallu of her saree which she had tucked on her waist. I could see her rubbing her huge boobs on a customers face while he was playing with her open navel. Our eyes met for few seconds, I smiled at her, and surprisingly she smiled back when she saw my customer’s hand under my short skirt, cupping and squeezing my ass cheeks.

The atmosphere at the bar was electric I could feel the sexual current flowing through the room. I bent down and thrusting my boobs near the old man’s face. He just shoved his face on my cleavage kissing it madly. It sent shivers down my spine. As I moved back, I could see his face flushed with lust. I bent down and lightly kissed his cheeks. He pushed in 2 ten-rupee notes in my neckline.

By midnight, I had my ass groped, my nipples pinched, my navel fingered and my pussy caressed by numerous low class cheap men and I loved every touch, every grope, every pinch.

It was past midnight; I had 2 customers in my tables and Kamini had 1 customer. One of the customers was completely drunk and was hardly in his senses but the other one had just come in. I decided to ignore the drunk man and decided to be with the other man. He was in his early 60s, slim, dark, short, ugly and bald. He was wearing a dirty shirt and a lungi. While serving him the booze, he told me he works at the public urinal opposite my college as a cleaner. As soon as I heard he worked opposite my college, I froze. My heart skipped a beat. Does he know I attend that college. I think he read my mind, he said yes, I saw you a couple of times with your friends outside the college. I didn’t know how to react, suddenly I felt scared. He sensed my fear and said don’t worry, I will not say a word to anyone. I was still unsure.

He pulled me closer and started chatting and flirting with me.

OldMan: I have been working at the public toilet since last 6 months and love ogling at the pretty young girls the whole day.
Me: So you looked at me too in a dirty way too?
OldMan: Yeah, I did. I always saw you in Indian clothes, I wished you wore western clothes like the other girls so that I could admire your bare legs too…. I am finding it hard to believe I would find a pretty rich college girl like you in this bar, serving me liquor and wear such hot clothes. It’s a dream come true for me…
Me: (blushing) Really? So, which one you like better? My Indian dress avatar or this avatar?
OldMan: Obviously this avatar. You look so hot and sexy. I always dreamt being close to one of the hot college girls. Never imagined my dreams will come true….
Me: (I felt his hand move under my skirt, feeling my wet panties) mmmmmm
OldMan: Please give me company, have a sip please….
Me: No No I don’t drink….
OldMan: Little bit only please, it will make me happy…. (he hands me a 10 Rupee note which I quickly kept in my skirt side pocket)
Me: (I didn’t want to disappoint him; I took a small sip from his glass) aaaargh it tastes terrible….
OldMan: (laughs) You will love it after some time…. trust me (his hand was busy rubbing my smooth inner thighs and my wet pussy)

I unknowingly moved closer to him and I slowly parted my legs a bit. Enjoying the feel of his rough dirty hand on my most private part of my body, I took a few more sips of the desi daru. In a short time, the drink didn’t seem to disgust me, infact it was not too bad. Maybe the perversity of sharing the same glass of country liquor with a lowly old toilet cleaner made me it more arousing.

OldMan: You are looking so beautiful in this dress today. You should wear clothes like these to college too.
Me: I will try…. (I parted my legs a little further, allowing him full access to young pussy)
OldMan: Here finish the glass….
Me: (I gulped down the remaining booze in the glass and made a new drink for him) I am feeling light in my head….
OldMan: I knew you will love it….

Just then Kutty shouted that the bar will close in 5 minutes. I looked at the watch it was almost 1am. I was amazed how fast the time went by and how enjoyable the evening was. Hearing Kutty’s deadline, my customer finished his full drink in one shot. I saw him pull out a 10 Rupee note and placed it on his lap. He said here’s your tip Raashi and pointed towards his lap. I looked down, he had parted his lungi and I saw the tenner next to his erect big dirty cock. I blushed. Slowly I reached out my arm towards his dirty cock, I slowly and lovingly felt his cock, surrounded with grey pubic hair. I gave it a gentle squeeze and picked up the tenner from his lap and kept it in my pocket. His face lit up when I was holding his dirty cock. I gave him a sexy smile and asked his name.

OldMan: Everyone calls me Babu.
Me: Thank you, Babu ji,
Babu: For what…. (smiing mischievously)
Me: For the tip (I blushed and smiled back)
Babu: I will see you soon….

He got up and left the bar. My other customer had passed out drunk. Kutty pulled him up and dumped him outside his bar. Kamini’s last customer also left. While Kutty was counting his cash, Kamini and I went to the back room.
Me: How was your evening didi?
Kamini: It was good, I think I got lots of tips today…. how was yours?
Me: Good too.

I was changing back to my salwar kameez while Kamini was hooking the open hooks of her blouse and dbanging her saree properly.

Kamini: You were looking fantastic in that dress…
Me: Thanks, didi
Kamini: And having a great time too with the old customers…. (laughs)
Me: So were you didi, I am sure the hooks of your blouse didn’t open up on its own…. (laughing)
Kamini: Yeah…. after a long time, I had lots of fun working.

We both came out of the back room and joined Kutty sir waiting for us outside. We three got into an Auto and headed towards the slums where Kamini stayed.
Kutty: Today’s business was fantastic. I never made so much money ever in one day.
Both Kamini and I congratulated Kutty sir.
Kamini: Yes, Kutty sir, I think Raashi should work for us more often.
Kutty: I thought you didn’t want her working here….
Kamini: Not anymore. Every customer was attracted to her. I got a lot of tips because of her.
Me: (blushes)
Kutty: Yeah, Kamini is right, you should work for us daily…I have never seen so many customers in my bar.
Me: I can’t Kutty sir. I cannot stay out late every evening.
Kutty: Why don’t you work in the day time. I don’t get many customers in the afternoons. Maybe you can increase my afternoon business.
Kamini: Nice idea Kutty sir, I can manage the evenings, she can handle the afternoons.
Me: I will think about it. I will call you tomorrow and confirm, ok Kutty Sir?
Kutty: No problem.

We reached Kamini’s slum colony and she got off the Auto. We headed towards my house. As soon as the auto started, Kutty came close to me and hugged me tight and started kissing me all over my face. I was kissing him back with the same urgency. His hands were squeezing my boobs while I was caressing his back. I knew the auto driver must be watching us while driving, which made me hornier. I was already a bit tipsy because of the drinks I shared with Babu. We both were passionately kissing each other till we reached my building. We reluctantly parted and I said goodbye to Kutty and saw him drive away in the auto.

I reached my house door with unsteady steps; I opened the door quietly with my keys. As I entered, I noticed Lakhan chacha was not there on his mattress in the drawing room. I quietly headed towards my room, as I passed Lata aunty’s room, I heard some hushed voices from her room. I got curious and put my ear against the closed door. I could hear a male voice and Lata aunty’s moans. The sounds were obviously love making sounds. I didn’t want to get caught and reached my room and softly locked it.
After changing into my nightwear, I kept thinking was Lakhan chacha in Lata aunty’s room? Is chacha fucking my aunt? I pulled up my nighty and started fingering myself thinking about Lakhan chacha & Lata aunty and then about Babu and Kutty sir…. soon I reached an intense orgasm….

I fell asleep…. waiting for a new day….

To be continued....

[blackdesk]

Totally sexallent writing. So kinky. Thought Babu castomer would finger Rashi.

[ronylol]

super going

[supriyaa]

Update 17

Tring Tring Tring!!!!

Supriya was fast asleep and was disturbed by the alarm bell making shrill sounds. Half asleep she banged the alarm clock button to switch off the irritating sounds. She crept back into her warm soft quilt and tried going back to sleep cuddling her soft pillows. She suddenly remembered she was supposed to meet Chandu at 8am on the terrace. It was 7.30am, she quickly rushed to the bathroom to freshen up. Once out of the bathroom, she wore tight shorts, a tee and her sports shoes and rushed out. Her head felt heavy and she had a headache, effects of the drinks she had last evening.

Me: Good Morning mom (mom was at the dining table sipping her coffee and reading the morning newspaper) can I have some black coffee, I have a terrible headache….
Mom: Here’s your coffee. It’s seems you had lots of fun at last night’s Christmas party.
Me: Yeah mom, it was fun….. when is dad coming back?
Mom: No idea dear, he said he will be back in few days….
Me: (Quickly finishing my coffee) mom, I am going for some exercise on our building terrace, I will be back in some time…
Mom: Wait for 2 minutes, I will come with you, I need some fresh air too.
Me: (I froze) Mom, I am in a hurry. What will you do there? You never exercise…
Mom: Not true dear, I do yoga every morning in my room without fail….
Me: Mom I am already late, I’ll take you tomorrow to the terrace, I promise. Bye byeeeee (rushing out before mom could say anything)

Nandita continued sipping her coffee with a puzzled look on her face. What’s wrong with Supriya, she is behaving a bit strangely for the last 2 days. She shrugged off her shoulders and continued reading the newspaper. Supriya rushed to the terrace.
As soon as I entered the terrace, I saw Gupta uncle our building secretary talking about something with Chandu. Once they saw me, both stopped talking and were lewdly staring at me. I went towards the other side of the terrace and started exercizing. I could still see them staring at me. Gupta uncle couldn’t resist, I saw him approaching me.

Mr. Gupta was a retired man staying with her wife and daughter-in-law Swapna on the 1st floor. His only son worked in Dubai and used to return back once in a year. His wife was the biggest gossip mongerer in the building and I never liked her whereas Swapna was a nice friendly lady, soft spoken and educated who worked for a NGO.

G Uncle: Good morning Supriya beti
Me: Good morning uncle. (I could see Gupta uncle’s eyes roaming all over my body, he was sweating profusely even on a cool morning)
G Uncle: It’s really good to see you exercizing in the morning. It keeps our body fit and healthy.
Me: (thinking I am sure it must feel good the way you are staring at my boobs) Yes uncle.
G Uncle: I think even I should start exercizing, I have put on lot of weight since retiring 2 years back.
Me: (lying) Uncle you look so fit already; you don’t need to exercize….
G Uncle: (laughs) I know you are joking beta, just look at my stomach, does that look fit to you….
Me: (while looking at Gupta uncle’s pot belly, I saw he also had a huge erection in his pants) hahaha maybe you need to exercize uncle….
G uncle: Continue with your exercize, sorry to disturb you. I will see you tomorrow morning…. Good day!

I saw Gupta uncle walk away openly adjusting his hardon, while Chandu stood there smirking at both of us. I heard Gupta uncle telling Chandu to come to the pump room downstairs. Chandu replied telling him to go ahead, and he will join him in 2 minutes after closing the taps and valves. Gupta uncle left the terrace.

Chandu immediately rushed towards me and pulled me behind the water tank and started kissing and hugging me like a mad animal. I was kissing him back and moaning. In a couple of minutes, he stepped back and said….

Chandu: I better go down or else that old man will come up again.

I pulled him close again and kissed him
Me: Please wait for 2 minutes more….
Chandu: No way, I don’t want him back here screaming at me. I am sure he is dying to come back to the terrace to ogle at your half naked body again.
Me: (laughing) He is not that bad….
Chandu: You saw the way he was looking at your cleavage and boobs…
Me: Yes, I did….
Chandu: Saali to cheez hi aisi hai, koi bhi bhuddha bhi tujhe dekhe uska lund bhi khada ho jata hai….
Me: (blushing) Even you look so hot and I am sure many women are crazy about you….
Chandu: How did you know that….
Me: The kebab seller was talking about you….
Chandu: That bastard could never keep his mouth shut….
Me: Doesn’t matter Chandu. I have a request for you…
Chandu: What is it? Spit it out fast, that buddha must be waiting for me…..
Me: You know Anju aunty?
Chandu: Who? That 2nd floor woman?
Me: Yeah. She likes you too. She wants to meet you….
Chandu: hmmmm so she wants a taste of my cock too?
Me: Maybe.
Chandu: Tell your Anju aunty that I will visit her house tonight…. she stays alone so it should not be a problem….
Me: Thank you Chandu (I hugged him tightly again, kissing him all over his unshaven, ugly, dirty face)

We both left the terrace, while I got off the lift on the 4th floor, Chandu went down. I rushed to my room and locked it. Standing in front of mirror I was admiring my own reflection. I felt very proud of my young voluptuous body that I could attract someone like Gupta uncle. As lay down on my bed, I felt goose bumps on my body thinking how Gupta uncle was leering at my big breasts. His erection looked so big even at this age. Just thinking about his old big cock made my mouth water.

I picked up my phone and messaged Anju aunty that I have completed my 2nd task and Chandu is ready to have sex with her. He would visit her tonight. Within minutes I got a reply from her saying “Good girl. I will give you your next task in a few days.” I kept my phone aside and while wondering how many more tasks I have to do. Deep down I knew I was enjoying her tasks and I wanted more….

My day passed by mostly sleeping and watching some TV coz my lower body was sore due to last night’s brutal sex with Chandu and I needed some rest.
Next morning, I woke up fresh and the soreness of my body which I felt yesterday eased away. I was looking forward to meet Chandu at the terrace, wanting to know the sordid details of his night with Anju aunty. Maybe I felt a bit jealous. I wore small shorts which barely covered my ample ass. I also wore a tight white top and a jacket. I quickly rushed out telling my mom I am going to the terrace for exercise. I will have some orange juice after I return. Mom said okay. Luckily, she forgot about joining me in the terrace. I hurriedly rushed towards the terrace feeling excited and a bit horny too on the prospect of meeting Chandu again. Once I reached the terrace, I saw Gupta uncle in a tight ill fitted track suit which probably few years old when he was not so fat. I had completely forgotten about Gupta uncle and did not expect him here. Slightly dejected, I wished Gupta uncle good morning and went towards the other side of the terrace. Gupta uncle wished me back and was trying pretend he was exercising. I saw Chandu in the corner smirking at us. I made a face at him and he laughed quietly. I stood against the ledge of the terrace waiting for Gupta uncle to finish his exercise. But it seemed he was more interested in leering at my curves. In a few minutes Chandu realizing that Gupta uncle will not leave so soon was leaving the terrace. Before exiting he looked towards Guptaji and smiled & winked at me. I blushed as I saw him leave.
Immediately I saw Gupta uncle approaching me.

Gupta uncle: How are you supriya beti?
Me: I am fine uncle.
G U: See I told you I will start working out from today, here I am. Aren’t you exercizing today?
Me: I will uncle.
G U: Maybe you can teach me a few easy exercises.
Me: Sure uncle. Let’s start with spot jogging to warm up.
G U: I am already warmed up beti (staring at my big boobies)
Me: Let’s warm up again.

We both stood facing each other at a distance of few feet. I started spot jogging and looking at me Gupta uncle started doing it too. (his eyes bulging out seeing my bouncing boobs). I decided to give Gupta uncle a good look at my treasures. I was purposely bouncing a bit more and enjoying the lewd looks from Gupta uncle. I could see his hardon growing which was obviously visible due to his tight track pants.
Me: Come on uncle, relax your body while jogging. Now move your knees up more while jogging, like this. (my boobs bouncing even more with half my boobs jumping out from the neckline)

Gupta uncle was sweating like a pig now, his eyes transfixed on my bouncing big melons. His raging hardon had formed into a huge tent on his track pants.
Me: yes uncle you are doing great. Now move your arms sideways. Be relaxed and breathe easy.

Me: Okay now we will try some bending down excercises which are good for toning our midriff. Spread your legs wide. That’s right uncle. Now raise both the arms. Arms straight. Stretch it. Now we will bend down and try to touch the toes. Its okay if you can’t, try to bend down as much as you can. Like this…..

As I bent down slowly, I gave uncle a clear view of my cleavage which revealed a huge valley and most of boobs exposed. I repeated my bend down exercise a few times more, ensuring he get a good look at my big melons.

I stood up straight, turned around in front of Gupta uncle with my back facing him. I slowly bent down, pushing my ass up and touched my toes a few times. After I turned back to face him, he was standing with his arms up with a throbbing hardon, his mouth open, his face red and covered with sweat staring at me.

Me: Uncle these are few easy exercises for you. Rest I will teach you next time. Bye uncle.

I picked up my jacket and walked towards the the terrace door, giving a seductive smile to Gupta uncle. I purposely swayed my ass more than usual while walking away leaving him standing with arms up and open mouthed.

I reached home laughing and feeling very horny. I was still smiling when I joined mom on the dining table. She handed me a glass of juice and some fruits. She was chopping some vegetables on the dining table. She looked at me and asked why am I smiling? I replied nothing mom. After I finished my bowl of fruits and juice and I headed back to my room. I told mom that I am going to meet a friend after lunch.
Nandita was closely watching her daughter smiling throughout her breakfast. After she left, Nandita kept wondering something is going on. Supriya has been acting so differently lately. She decided to have a one-to-one talk soon with Supriya soon.
After lunch, Supriya changed into a loose flowing cream-colored dress. She purposely didn’t wear a bra but instead wore a short jacket which hid the fact she was bra less and also hid her ample cleavage. She tied her hair into a ponytail and applied some light makeup. Holding her small purse, she left her house. She hailed an auto and headed towards her destination.

While she was in the auto she was reflecting on the events of last 24 hours. Starting from the time she spent in Shakoor basti, the lusty and dirty looks she got from the cheap men in that basti. Abdul, Rizwan and Basheer were so hot looking men. Just thinking about them made her super hot. They were such strong hefty men with long white beards, mmmmmmmm. She thought about her time in the slum colony next to her college. She remembered every dirty look, whistle and lewd comment she attracted in that slum colony and of course the shady bar filled with old low-class people drinking cheap booze. The way everyone looked at her when she entered the seedy cheap bar sent shivers down her spine and tingles in her wet pussy. She also saw a woman working there. She wondered how lucky that woman was, getting an opportunity to spend so much time with such hot old low-class men. She envied her. Then her thoughts moved to Chandu, mmmmmmmmm. Chandu’s body covered with grey hair made her so horny. She could caress and lick his hairy body all day. His brutal and savage fucking made her evening so memorable. Something she will never forget in her life. And today morning with Gupta uncle. She wondered if he is also hairy like Chandu. She was sure Gupta had a big cock looking at the big tent in his track pants. She wondered how Gupta uncle would look nude. She kept fidgeting on the seat, her pussy burning with passion, drenched with her love juices. She was trying her best to fight the urge to finger herself which she desperately wanted to.
Just then she had a feeling she is being watched. She realized the auto driver, a much older man, was watching her using the mirror. Her dress had moved up due to the wind, revealing her bare knees and bit of her legs. She also realized a bit of her cleavage was also visible.

Being watched by an auto driver made me even more naughty. I was already in full arousal mode thinking about the events. We were nearing my destination, I decided to make the driver happy, I looked at him directly in his eyes via the mirror, he moved his eyes away briefly before looking at me again. I gave him a smile. I looked down, his eyes also moved down my body. I slowly pulled up my skirt a few inches, exposing my milky creamy legs to a lowly auto driver. After a few moments I pulled down my skirt down covering my legs. My hand slowly moved towards my breasts. His eyes were following the movement of my hands. I slowly parted my jacket, exposing my full cleavage. Slowly I pulled down my neckline with a finger, giving the driver a better view of my deep cleavage, exposing the top portion of my big juicy melons. I pulled up the neckline and again overed my cleavage with my jacket. His eyes looked into my eyes, I winked at him and smiled. He gave me a big smile too showing me his dirty half broken pan-stained teeth. I told the driver to stop the auto a few meters before my destination. I paid the driver the auto fare and gave him another smile. The driver was still smiling, his face was lit up with joy.

As the auto drove off, I started walking towards my destination, the lover’s park, to meet my beggar and his monster cock. I missed him a lot. I also hoped that the rag picker is around today.

I entered the park….

To be continued

[blackdesk]

So erotic, so hot. But small update. Please give more.

[rajumehat]

Super sexy plz update

[Hellon]

After xossip shut down, I have been searching for this story for so long. So glad i found it. That too by the actual writer. Keep the updates coming man..

[Anuragsiks]

[Anuragsiks]

[thyroid]

Superb writing.

[blackdesk]

For Reading your story only I am now visiting english section again. Though here I get only few stories like yours . Others are totally buls**t. Please give regular update.

[supriyaa]

Update 18

As Supriya entered the Lover’s Park, she briskly yet confidently started walking towards the part of the park where that beggar usually sits. She disdainfully ignored all the appreciative looks and snide comments passed at her seeing her walking alone. She looked all over but the beggar was nowhere in sight. She looked at her watch, it was past 2.30pm. She sat down on the bench the beggar usually sits on wondering whether she was too early or too late. A few men passing by looked at her curiously and walked away, probably thinking she must be waiting for her boyfriend. Little did they know that she was waiting for an ugly dirty old beggar?

I kept waiting for almost 15 minutes, my excitement slowly fading into disappointment. I decided to wait a little longer, after a few minutes my glum face suddenly changed into a smiling face. There he was, slowly walking towards me with a slight limp in his usual dirty torn ganji and worn out lungi. As soon as he saw me sitting in his usual spot, he came rushing towards me with a big smile. I smiled back at him and stood up and started walking towards our love nest, the old abandoned urinal. I quickly went behind the toilet and stood against the wall. I noticed the pile of garbage seemed to increase by each passing day and the place was certainly getting more stinky. But the dirty stench was the last thing in my mind, as I waited with bated breath for the beggar to join me.

Soon he stood in front of me still smiling. I smiled back. I unconsciously removed my hair band, freeing my slightly curled hair.

Beggar: Where were you last 3 days? I was waiting for you…..
Me: Sorry. I couldn’t make it. But I am here now, only for you….

The beggar pinned me against the wall and started to kiss me all over desperately. He was kissing and licking all over my face which was soon wet with his saliva, Wet kisses on my lips, my nose, my ears, my eyes, my cheeks, everywhere. I was lost in that moment, wanting to completely submit to my lover, my beggar. I wanted him to use my young body as he wished, as long as he wished. His tongue was exploring my open mouth, I was gulping down his saliva. His hands frantically opened my jacket which he tossed away, grabbing both my melons and crushing them strongly. I was moaning wildly, my fingers on his back lightly scratching, grinding my pussy against his crotch. I could feel him dry humping me in excitement. He started pulling down the top part of my dress. I was afraid he might tear my dress, I slipped off my dress off my shoulders and my arms till it bunched around my waist, giving my lover, my beggar complete access to my huge boobs. We both behaving like animal in heat, lost in the frenzy. While still dry humping me, he started mauling my breasts, sucking and biting both my erect nipples, his hands still forcefully kneading my breasts like dough. I started gyrating my hips, matching his humps with my thrusts in shameless abandon.
His arms moved downwards pulling up my dress, reaching out my ass and cupping them and groping them desperately. His hands pinching and slapping my round bubble butt, I felt one of his hands exploring inside my panties and soon his hand was exploring my naked butt, one of his fingers touched my puckered asshole, sending tremors all over my body as I reached my orgasm, my body writhed in his arms as I held him tight, feeling waves of pleasure all over my body. It didn’t stop him, he continued his dry humping, his face on my boobs sucking and licking them, his finger still trying to probe my virgin asshole. He pulled down my wet and drenched panties and threw it aside and also took off his lungi. He pushed me against the wall and lifted me up. Finding my legs up in the air, I wrapped my legs around his waist. He was still dry humping me but this time his monster cock was searching for the target, my wet pussy. I couldn’t take it anymore, my right hand reached down and I held his huge cock and placed it on my wet opening. As he started pushing his cock head inside, I cried out in pain. The beggar’s cock was much thicker than Chandu’s cock. He continued pushing harder and harder while my cries became louder. I felt someone was inserting his entire arm in my pussy. He immediately placed his mouth on my mouth, kissing me and trying to silence my screams. Inch by inch his monster cock started disappearing inside my stretched pussy. I tried pushing the beggar away, but in vain. Once his cock was fully inside, he stopped moving his hips and started kissing and mauling my boobs again. In a few minutes my cries changed into whimpers to moans, When he noticed that I had started moving my hips, he slowly pulled out his cock and banged it in again and again and again….. my pain ws slowly changing into ecstasy and enjoyment. We were both moving our hips wildly. My hands were clawing his back, urging him, begging him to fuck harder, he pulled me down in the ground, while still fucking me. I was lying next to the stinking garbage with my legs wrapped around his waist but it didn’t matter a bit at that time. I kept kissing him, urging him…..

Me: Yessssss aaaahhhhhh ahhhhhh harderrrr
Beggar: Take it you fucking bitch, whore….
Me: oooooohhhhh yaa aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh UUUUUUUUH

The entire place was echoing my loud moans, his grunting sounds and sound of fucking….. I didn’t care if someone was hearing these sounds or not.

He pulled up both my legs in the air and continued fucking me really hard. His dirty old cock moving in and out of my young pussy like machine. As I felt my second orgasm build up, I spread my legs wide in the ground urging him to bang me harder.

Me: Yes. yessss I am almost there, please don’t stop, please don’t stop... fuck me…… fuck me... aaaaaaaahhhhhhh love you aaaaaahhhh yesssss yesssssss yesssssssssssss

I could hear his grunts getting louder and louder, I knew he was close to reaching his climax too….at that moment I reached another earth-shattering mind-blowing orgasm.
My body was writhing and twisting as I felt my love juices flow out like a volcanic explosion. He held me tight till I came back to my senses, then he withdrew cock from drenched pussy and placed it between my boobs. He tightly pressed both my melons around his cock which was well lubricated with my love juices and started fucking my titties. Within minutes his soft grunts turned into louder grunts and then he started spurting his cum all over my melons and collapsed on top of me.

It must have been a sight, a sexy young girl and a dirty old beggar lying down together in a tight embrace, lying in a pool of dirty garbage. Fortunately for them there was no one there to watch this amazing sight except for the rag picker who was standing there for quite some time, stroking his dirty cock to the surreal sight before him. He had never seen such a sexy girl in his life and now not only is he seeing her from close quarters, he was also seeing her almost nude, her breasts glowing in the late afternoon sunlight, her bare shaved pussy for which any one could die for and her incredibly juicy bubble butts, The intense fucking he just witnessed was simply out of the world. He wished it was him fucking the hot girl not his friend the beggar.

I came back to my senses hearing some sounds behind me, I looked back and I saw it was that same rag picker. He was standing there open mouthed, his pajamas down to his knees, jerking off watching us lying down. I got up with a start and wore my dress back properly. I was searching for my panties which the beggar had thrown away. I found it nearby; I hurriedly wore my panties back. The beggar stood there watching me and smiling. He was only wearing his old torn vest, his cock now limp. He said…

Beggar: Don’t worry, I know him, we both sleep here in the night.

I picked up my jacket and looked at the rag picker closely. He was a skinny ugly old man wearing dirty clothes. Probably in his 50s but he looked much older than his age. His hand was still stroking his hard cock which was not as big as the beggar or even Chandu, but it was certainly not small.

I reached close to him standing just a few inches away from him. Our bodies almost touching. I smiled at him and he gave me a half smile, still unsure what to do. I placed my hands on his shoulders and tilted my face and placed my lips on his quivering lips. Within minutes the gentle kiss changed into a passionate smooch. His arms were holding me tight. My big boobs crushed against his chest. I felt his hands moved down to my ass and he was soon squeezing them. After a long and never-ending kiss, we both looked into each other’s eyes, panting.

I looked back at the beggar who was watching us closely and smiling, still naked. I smiled at him. I looked back at the rag picker and kissed him again. His hands were roughly groping my round butt. He started pulling up my dress and now groping my naked ass which was hardly covered by my small panty. I slowly knelt down before him, His hard cock right in front of my face. His dirty cock was throbbing, I knew he will not last long. I kissed the cock head, gently licked the tip of his cock. I could hear the rag pickers moans of pleasure. I opened my mouth and started sucking his dirty cock. My hands gently massaging his hanging balls. In a minute or two, he shoved his entire cock in my mouth, holding my head tight and filled my mouth with his sticky thick cum which I swallowed quickly.

While I stood up up wiping my mouth clean, he stood there panting. I put on my jacket, tidied myself up. Tied up my hair back into a ponytail. I went upto to the beggar, smiled at him and kissed him.

Me: Thank you. I will see you again in a few days. Bye.

I turned around and waved a goodbye to the rag picker and started briskly walking towards the exit of the park with a big and happy smile on my face.

To be continued...

[sadlura]

Lovely story, all the dirty sex acts are wonderful