Adultery Vicious Veer Prathap Singh vs Wily Watchman Narsingh (Upd Feb 15)

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Narsi has made this young girl’s voluptuous mother a slut and a slave to his cock.. when they arrived in the guest house few days back, initially his eyes fell on the traditional looking house wife with super curves , although the two young girls have clearly sent an invitation (unintentionally) to have a go at their budding beauty through their carefree attitude and exposing their fully grown melons (unintentionally). Narsi thought it wouldn’t take much time to fuck these young sluts but making the traditional wife fall for his big uncut black dick will be tough..

Now that he had accomplished the harder task, it’s a cake walk for him to fuck these tight virgin pussies.. he could have easily mauled them in the guesthouse or nearby forest, but he challenged himself to fulfil his fantasy of bringing this city born foreign educated young girls to this type of low class cheap lodge and have fun… of course only issue is how to make sure he is not caught by the veracious looking landlord Veer Prathap Singh ? what would happen if and when Veer would come to know about this ? would he spare this old lean watchman ?  time only will tell




Now coming back to how Veer has trapped Sheethal..

Mauling Sheethal’s boobs, the sight of her wincing in pain and moving her head side to side while moaning deeply made Narsi absolutely ecstatic, it’s like in the jungle where the lion gets more and more excited watching his prey struggle in vain. After a while Sheethal realised that the pain was almost gone, she was beginning to enjoy this mauling, she had never been treated by a real man before and her womanly instincts took over as her grimace turned into bliss and her yelps became moans.

Sheethal- “OOOUUUUU, AAAAHHHHHHH, EEEEEEEE, MMMMMMMMMMMMMM”

Narsi- “so slut, are you having fun?”

Sheethal- “HHHMMMMMMMMM”

Narsi-  “stupid whore what did you say?”


Saying that he stopped mashing her boobs and in between his index and middle finger he pinched Sheethal’s nipples HARD over her top


Sheethal’s eyes almost popped out as she let out a shriek… “AAAAAYEEEEEEEEEE.” 



Narsi began to laugh hysterically, he knew the fact that girls like her mustn’t be supplied with 100% pleasure, they must always be given a mixture of pleasure and pain that will keep them wanting for more and glued to your cock.

 

Narsi- “now tell me, was it enjoyable?”

Sheethal- “HAAAAAAA ..YESSSSSSS IT ISSSSS”


Narsi- “what is the size of these watermelons”

Sheethal was absolutely embarrassed and shocked by this question and remained mum. Narsi understood that this was another wall of shame which he must break open to transform this girl into a complete slut. He took the open palms of his hands and gave her boobs a medium slap, once with his straight palm on her right boobs and another time with the back hand on her left boob…. Thap, Thap, Thap. His mouth watered as he felt the heft of her boobs and watched them jiggle like jelly in front of him. Sheethal wasn’t expecting this, although it didn’t hurt her much but still she let out moans in pleasure and pain.

Sheethal- “AH AH AH”

Narsi- “tell me how big are these watermelons”



Sheethal- “36……..DD”

Narsi- “no, I don’t think so, they’re larger than that, tell me properly.. they are bigger than your mom’s”

Sheethal was shocked when the old man brought her mom into this kind of discussion..

Saying that he gave another pinch to her nipples and slowly twisted it like the knobs on a radio. It really sent Sheethal over the edge, his rough hands, on her soft sensitive nipples was quite the sensation, mixed in pain and pleasure, she screamed.



Sheethal- “it is that, 36…. DD”


Narsi- “really whore? I don’t believe it, okay let me see for myself”


Saying that he stood up at the edge of the bed and pulled both her hands so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed as well then with a smirk and grunt, “lets see”,  he put both of her hands on her collar like a gangster but instead of the usual he grabbed a fistful of her top’s fabric and pulled in opposite directions, before Sheethal could understand anything her fabric gave away like a got knife through butter, 

“PPPPPrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrtttttttttttttt” sounded as the fabric ripped away to give away her milky skin underneath… he kept pulling until the fabric was completely torn and hung from her body like an unbuttoned shirt, exposing her wearing just a bra.

The bra was a very expensive type, made so that it made as little pronounced lines or ridges so that no matter how thin or transparent the top it would not be visible and would do its job of holding the milk tankers of its mistress. It was a light skin coloured one as not to be visible under her semi transparent top. She had tens of such bras for every occasion and every type of dress. 

Anyways this one was all that was between her and her milk tankers being exposed to this brute. Before she could even register what is happening Narsi expertly took his finger and hooked it in front of her bra, as Sheethal brought her hands up to cover her shame he gave a massive pull causing the bra to tear from the back and like a worthless piece of cloth he flicked it aside where it fell and was soiled by pan stains.

Sheethal brought her hands to cover her shame and was surprised at the speed by which this brute was able to execute this expert manoeuvre, but she still managed to cover her naked boobs with her hands. She noticed her expensive bra flop worthlessly into a dirty corner of the room so she became infuriated.

 


Sheethal- “ what did you do? Do you even know how much that is worth?!”


Narsi- “I don’t know how much it was worth, but can’t be more than what is underneath”

As soon as he was done uttering that witty anecdote, he took both hands and began to tickle Sheethal’s naked belly from both sides. It was too much, Sheethal couldn’t last even a minute in front of his expertise of toying with women, she gave into the extreme tickling and removed her hands from covering her boobs to stopping his hands and

LO AND BEHOLD!!!!! HER PEGIONS WERE FLYING!!!


Narsi kept looking at the marvellous milky globes, they were extra ordinally large for her frame, real works of wonder, absolutely symmetrical. Her boobs were such like the ones you see in South actresses and Punjabi women, they started off high on the chest and really large base allowing them to grow to this marvellous size, her boobs weren’t pointed either, in fact they became larger in the base (just like most well fucked Punjabi women) but what made her different was that she was not a well fucked and fed housewife but a 20yr old virgin.

The fact that her areolas were of proportionate size, pinkish and both mummeries were topped with a cherry like erect and hard pink nipple only made things worse for Narsi’s cock, trying to burst its way out of his lungi. Narsi’s mouth started to water thinking about the prize he had landed. But he soon came to his sense, he realized that if I take too much time, she will free herself and cover up again and I’ll have to think of another trick to get her free. He immediately, like a wrestler, converted her grasp on his hands into his grasp on her hands and used it to push her back until she was lying down on the bed on her back and with both legs hanging off the bed





As she fell on her back, her boobs jiggled with the force and her boobs spread flat and wide on her chest. Narsi knew that sometimes it was best to enjoy a large breast when on its back, it gives a nice rounded shape with nipple to top it off. He pinned her hands on top of her head like before and dove into her boobs, he was going mad in between her fleshy mounds. Although this was not the first time that a guy had been at her naked boobs, but this was the most exceptional circumstance. Usually a guy has to spend lakhs behind her before she would let him touch her boobs, see them is another question and here was a old man enjoying them like no one before and he didn’t have to pay a single paisa for it.

He was kissing every inch of it and licking the mounds like vanilla ice cream, he was giving small pecks as well as long wet kisses filling the room with sounds of “MMMUUUUUAAAAHHH” “PPPAAAACCCCHHHH”…

He then also focuses attention to her areolas and nipples. He took his tongue and circled them around her areolas, round and round her nipples which made her go mad with ecstasy. He used his tongue to flick her nipples and at times used his teeth to lightly bite them making her arch her back which made her mountains look and feel even bigger




To get to enjoy her boobs better, he then took his hands off of Sheethal’s hands, and as soon as Sheethal moved her newly freed hands to cover up her shame, she give her a light slap and looked into her eyes and sternly said, “if you try to stop me, than no one will be worse than me”.

Sheethal stared into that stern face and those yellow tiger like eyes and realized that his wasn’t the suave and well conversed man as before but he was a hungry lion and if you try to mess with his food, he will pay you back in the worse way possible. So she merely nodded in agreement with his threat. Narsi than took his hands and began as before to mash her boobs like a baker kneads bread.

He was gently tapping, slapping, squeezing and harshly squeezing and pinching her nipples…. All this while he maintained his oral assault on her areolas and nipples. This combination was too much and Sheethal began violently swaying her head side to side, she had her eyes closed and was moaning sounds like, “AAAAAAHHHHHHH EHHHHHHHH NNNNNNAAAAAAAA” her hands were besides her and grabbed a handful of the bed cover as she was trying to stabilize herself from under the brute and she was flailing her legs around which were banging on the edge of the bed and producing a “thak thak thak” sound.

After about 30 seconds of this Sheethal arched up her back, even lifting up the old man and shook like a Malaria patient and was experiencing her first orgasm. Many times before she had fingered herself to orgasm but this was totally different, now she was being played like an instrument at the hands of this experienced brute. As she began to calm down from her orgasm her breaths got longer and she became more relaxed. The scene was really something to see. At that instant of pure pleasure and bliss there was no societal or class difference between the two, both were only man and woman.

Narsi was proudly towering over her thinking that if I can get this bitch to orgasm from just boob fondling, what can I do with my finger, or my tongue, or most of all, my cock. Both were panting like a lion. Covered in a sheen of sweat. The sweat dripping off of Narsi’s heavy beard onto Sheethal’s massive and mauled boobs now covered in Narsi’s dirty pan stained saliva and small bite marks..... As both gathered their senses Narsi spoke.

Narsi- “Did you have fun?”

Sheethal- was still panting lightly......

Narsi- “did you leak water?”

Sheethal- looked puzzled at what this low class and cheap phrase meant.


Narsi- tapping her on her pussy with his hand, “from here, did it leave water”




Sheethal understood that his brute meant that did she cum, well after that earth shattering orgasm, not only did she come, but she could feel that dampness, she was afraid that it would stain her pants and let the brute know to his manipulative success.

Narsi didn’t wait for an answer, he already knew what he had done, he already could feel and smell the dampness in the air.

Narsi- “swear it was awesome sucking your boobs, but had there been milk it would have been much better, but you don’t worry, we’ll fix that too”  he said with a smirk.

Sheethal didn’t quite know what he was talking about, she was still dazed and dazzled by the massive orgasm she had experienced. As she noticed, Narsi now stood up and positioned himself on the edge of the bed with both hands on his waist, as Sheethal lay there on her back, bare chested, she wondered, what next.......

After the tremendous boob play and molestation, Sheethal was lying there on the bed panting and trying desperately to catch her breath, her head was still spinning on cloud 9. In the mean while the beast had stood up in front of her and admiring his handiwork, for him women were nothing more than an instrument, to be played, to be perfected and most of all to be enjoyed. His salwar showed a massive tent, meaning his cock was now warmed up for the next bit of action, without giving any rest he ordered Sheethal to sit up.

Narsi- “get up”

Sheethal was still lost, she didn’t hear what he said, Narsi wasn’t used to insubordination by these bitches, he got furious.

Narsi- “stupid slut didn’t I tell you to get up”

Before she had a chance to comprehend or reply he merely bent down and grabbed both of her arms and pulled her up like a rag doll, Sheethal’s head flung back as she was hauled up presenting before him as she sat on the side of the bed; a cute face, still confused with disheveled hair, and to top it all off massive milk tankers milky white and still red from Narsi’s mauling, Narsi took a while to appreciate his prey/ trophy, however you wish to look at it.

Then he snapped back to his senses... When you’re in a situation like his, the main thing is speed and surprise, whatever you’re doing, if you do it fast enough and surprise then she won’t have anything to say, however if you fumble then you will lose the initiative and she will start hesitating. He stood there with both arms on either side of his hips and thrust his hips towards her, the massive tent in his pants gently touched her chin as he gently said...

Narsi- "lets go princess, let's start”

Sheethal-  “w...w....what?”

Narsi- "open it”


 


Sheethal was not doing anything, and Narsi realized the impasse so he took both of hands and placed them on either side of her waist such that her thumbs were inside his lungi...

Narsi- "now what will you mother come and open this for you”


Now Sheethal knew her mother well, she was just a trollop like her, being her mother she also didn't have any shame in front of her own daughter, she used to wear transparent saris when she was going out with her father, many times while they were walking out the door Sheethal noticed her father plant a nice big slap on her ass as to remind her to whom did she belong to and now this brute was doing the same, but unlike her father this guy was no business tycoon but common butcher class man who would be saluting her in real life.

Anywyas Sheethal's mind said nothing but her body started to act, she was curious as to what was inside the fabric of this filthy working class man. He began to pull down, Narsi had already undid the nada, so his lungi slipped down and was around his feet in no time, Sheethal was thinking that the treasure was inside here but she was wrong, she gasped in anticipation of seeing the monster but all she got to see was the florescent yellow of his dirty, smelly old V cut underwear, Narsi realised this and said.

Narsi- " what darling, shall I not even wear underwear”

Sheethal was aghast to see that all that was left between her and the shred of innocence she had left was this dirty, well worn fabric. She could clearly see the outlines of the monster, it's girth, it's rancid aroma and visible stains of cum, urine, and god knows what was all too much for her to bear. Her eyes were almost watering, in her class, even her mother had handled many cocks before, the men, whenever they knew they had some action coming, they would shave off all their pubes and massage it with scented oils to make it smell presentable, but this guy was completely raw, he was like a lion, he didn't depend on aesthetics, he depended on raw power


 
A lion never cares about how he looks, he cares only about his strength and cunning on how he can catch his prey. She bit her lower lip and began to tug down. The elastic was tight around his lanky hips so it slid down slowly, by the time she reached his penis the elastic was stuck on the protuberance of his massive cock. She was tugging down but the elastic reached to his mid thighs on the sides, exposed half of his ass on the back but on the front it caught onto and was stuck on his massive cock. Narsi knew exactly what to do and what was going to happen next, he wanted to show her some shock and awe.

Sheethal kept pulling down on the elastic, she probably knew that it was a point of no return but she was drawn to the outcome, just like Alice in Wonderland when she fell into the Rabbit Hole and instead of going back kept on continuing into the unknown. She kept pulling the fabric until she could see his pubic region just above his cock, she pulled it further down until the fabric of his underwear was just resting on the tip of his cock, and just then, WHAM!!!!- His underwear slipped off his cock tip and like a spring his cock sprung back and smacked Sheethal on her chin, she felt as though she had been punched or hit with an iron rod and fell back on  the bed. When she finally gained her senses and look back at Narsi she seriously thought that she was dreaming.


Standing there, fully naked was a beast of a man. Face ugly and unforgiving like a butcher, matted unkempt hair, and a ferocious beard, strong chest with was covered in hair, like a beard, muscular hands put both sides on his waist, and as her eyes naturally wondered down to his pelvis she saw the most terrifying thing. A monstrous cock, like a country destroying missile, think, long shaft, slightly curved, topped off with his prominent cock head like the weapon's warhead, because he was circumcised.

Hanging down below was tennis ball sized testicles, contained in a dirty, hairy and low hanging ball sac. The entire beast was surrounded by a mat of thick pitch black pubic hair, like that Maine of a male lion. It was all in all like a pussy breaking machine and Sheethal was frozen in place in fear, she was contemplating if that weapon would burst her uterus upon and was regretting her decision of coming here, but she knew that it was too late.


 

Now Narsi knew exactly what fear and thoughts were going on in Sheethal's head, but he was also bound by his own code of law, his code was that before his weapon (cock) was unsheathed if the girl was unwilling or something else was a factor he would let the girl go, but once his cock was out in the open, it was like the honoured and cherished weapon of a legendary warrior who cannot unsheathe his weapon without it tasting blood, be it his own blood, likewise Narsi could not put his weapon away until it had been wet by pussy juice.

He grabbed Sheethal's arm and propped her back up as she was sitting on the bed's edge, now that she was sitting mere inches away from that tremendous pussy wrecking weapon she could appreciate it's true size, she also saw that it was slick with precum and the smell of mush was overwhelming her. Just as she was transfixed on his cock, Narsi spoke with a cool but cruel tone.



Narsi- “how is it?”

Sheethal- “it's b...b...b... big”

Narsi- “yeah, it's big, to break the attitude and pussy of hi-fi bitches like yourself”

Sheethal- "no...no...no... I can't take this big, I have to go now)”

Now just as soon she was standing up, Narsi put his hands around Sheethal's neck and jerked her forward and thrust his pelvis, shocked by the sudden jerk, Sheethal yelped in surprise...

"OOUUUUU.... MMMFffff GULP" Narsi had managed to use this situation to thrust about half an inch of his cock inside her mouth, now Sheethal's immediate response was to pull away but Narsi had  kept firm his grip on the back of her head. On the contrary he was increasing force behind her head to make her take more and more of his cock inside her mouth.

Sheethal's face was completely overcome with dread, you could see it in her eyes, they were wide open and as if pleading with Narsi to not do what she knew in her heart was inevitable. Narsi looked into her eyes and only got perverse pleasure out of her helplessness. He increased the force of his hand on the back of her head and watched how despite her best efforts his cock slowly sunk centimetre by centimetre into her elitist mouth. His cock was about now one inch inside her mouth, 

it’s nothing much but enough to give her an idea of what was to come, her jaws were paining from the pain of being pried open, she could taste the saltiness of his sweat covered cock, she could smell the stench of dried sweat, old cum and stale urine as the cock violated her mouth more and more. Just then when she thought that her mouth would rip open, Narsi paused and said.

Narsi- “what happened whore, why you taking so much tension”

Sheethal- “Glug gggluuggg umppphhhhh”

Narsi- “oh yeah, looks like you’re left speechless”

He then withdrew his cock, and in doing so immediately Sheethal fell aside and began coughing uncontrollably, she wanted to rid her mouth of that horrid taste, she spat several times and her eyes were beginning to water.

Sheethal- “kkhhhhcccckkk thu, thu, *cough* *cough* *cough*”


While Sheethal was cleaning her throat on the side of the bed, Narsi laid down besides her, he knew that despite the rough treatment, he had scratched a deep rooted itch, you see it’s basic psychology, such hi-fi bitches will never be satisfied with no matter how much you pamper her, but only when you remind her of her whoring roots and treat her such. Okay so he laid down beside her, confident and stretched out, crumpling the cheap bed sheet and spoke.

Narsi- “don’t worry darling, it happens first time with everyone”

Stroking his mammoth 12 inch cock whose tip was glistening with Sheethal’s saliva, Narsi declared.

Narsi- “his name is Sultan, you don’t even realize how many whores has he wrecked and how many wombs he’s left his illegitimate child in”


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-27-

Meanwhile in the guest house..



Veer saw the note from his daughter Sheethal that she would be going to Mysore to meet a friend and would be home by evening

Veer didn’t like the idea of her going alone.. that too in such an unfamiliar place.. through the forest. Why didn’t she even call him and tell where she is.. why such a hurry

He went to Richa’s room.. she just took bath and was drying her hair.. After seeing uncle, she pulled her gown and wrapped her body hurriedly and invited him inside

It was not the first time he was seeing her nude body.. but his mind is now not in peace. He came and sat on the edge of the bed and asked Richa “beti.. did you know any thing about where Sheethal went ?”, his voice sounded somewhat fearful

Richa sensing some foulplay sat next to him and asked him “what happened uncle ? where is she ? she didn’t tell me anything “

Veer took Richa’s phone and tried to call Sheethal.. no answer

“Richa.. I tried calling her many times, the call is not even connecting.. I am worried now”

Richa also felt the same.. she didn’t know where she went.. that too without informing uncle also

“Uncle.. where is the need to go alone ? she should have taken me also along with her.. this must be some private secret meeting?

Veer knows his daughter doesn’t keep any secrets with her but this is unusual.. that too in an unfamiliar place.



does she have any secret boy friend here ?

his mind started getting all types of unnecessary doubts

Richa got up and pulled some drinks bottle from the fridge.. she mixed the drink and gave to Veer “uncle..relax.. nothing is going to happen.. she has seen the world.. went to dangerous pubs in downtown New York.. she is a brave girl.. she is not like me.. trust me”

Richa took uncle’s hand on her thighs and started massaging her thighs along with his hand.. Veer is feeling better with her assuring words.. but still Sheethal is so precious to him..

Leaning on uncle and rubbing her soft melons against his shoulders, she said “I don’t suspect any foul play here but this being a remote forest area, she must be careful about deadly animals also.. anyway I don’t want to scare you uncle.. she is not like me.. she is bold and brave”

Feeling lot better now Veer pulled her onto his chest and lifting her head said “you are also a brave girl.. sleeping alone in a separate room must be a brave act.. in this remote guest house”

Trying to reach his lips with hers she said “uncle.. haa.. sleeping alone is not lonely but also scary”

“you should have come to our room baby.. why suffer yourself”

“uncle.. I did try to come to your room.. but then was afraid to step out after a deadly dream”

Veer was jolted… “bad dream? What happened dear?”, his grip on her back tightened pulling her much closer and crushing her big boobs

“uncle.. I got a very bad dream.. in fact it was such a bad dream that I would never sleep alone again.. I would be always with you.. hugging and cuddling you would drive away all my bad dreams”

 

“that’s much better darling.. young girls like you should always sleep with man like me.. kissing and cuddling would be a lot fun.. anyway whats the dream about beti?

Richa took a deep breath and started narrating her horrible experience

After a long day in the guest house and after so much walking in the forest along with Vennela, I came back to my room.. it was already past 10 pm and I didn’t want to disturb you guys and so went to the guest room in the ground floor. I decided to take a shower before going to bed. I took off my clothes and stepped into the shower. The warm water cascading over my body felt so good and relaxing. I began to get aroused as I ran my hands up and down my soft, smooth skin. Gliding over my stomach, hips and breasts. I ran my hands through my long, silky, black hair then lifted one of my large sized breasts and began sucking and nibbling on my nipple. 



I then glided my other hand between my legs and slid a finger in my love canal probing my velvety walls. I began to thrust my finger in and out, faster and faster. I could feel myself quickly reaching climax, but pleasure was turned into fear as I was grabbed from behind by a pair of very strong hands, pulled out of the tub and thrown against the wall. I let out a scream as my head hit the wall and I slid down to the cold tile floor. I tried to get a look at my intruder only to see a man dressed in black from head to toe. Then the light around me started to darken and I blacked out.

As I began to come to, I realized I was naked, blindfolded and tied spread eagle to a bed. I tried to work my hands and ankles free, but was met with a sharp, stinging pain as the ropes dug deeper into my flesh. Terror was coursing throughout my body and I tried to scream, but to no avail. My mouth was taped shut. It was so quite in the room that I could only hear my heart pounding in my ears. My mind began thinking of my friends and family and I knew I would never see them again.

As I lay there sobbing, tears soaking the blindfold, I could hear someone moving around in the room and realized I wasn't alone. I began to panic, not knowing what was going to happen to me, but calmed myself as much as I could. I would be facing certain death if I started to panic now. I couldn't tell what they were doing until I heard the unmistakable sound of pants unzipping. I could hear his clothes hit the floor with a muffled plop and I knew what was coming next. I was going to be bangd. I felt a hand glide up and down my naked body. I then felt something warm and wet on my toes. 'Oh my god. He's sucking on my toes!' I thought to myself.



I tried to jerk my foot away, but was again met with the sharp pain of my restraints grinding into my flesh and I let out a muffled squeal. He then began to kiss and lick his way up my legs to my inner thighs. As he moved closer and closer to my mound, I started to feel warm and flushed. I could feel the juices start flowing as I became aroused. I couldn't believe my body was betraying me like this. I was so terrified and angry with this disgusting man for what he was doing to me, but at the same time, I found myself extremely aroused and wanting more. Now I couldn't tell if my heart was pounding from fear or excitement. I hated myself for feeling this way, but couldn't control it.

He planted soft, gentle kisses on my pussy lips and my body began to tingle. He slid his tongue in and out of my anxious hole before gliding it between my folds and sucking my clit into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue. My breathing became heavier and harder as he reached up and began to fondle my erect nipples. Pulling, pinching, twisting them. It hurt, but the pain was strangely erotic. I tried to block out the feelings of pleasure, but couldn't. I let out a muffled moan as he pinched and squeezed my nipples between his fingers. I could feel my climax building up in my loins as he began to fuck me with his long tongue again.

It wasn't long before I exploded cum all over his tongue and face as my body convulsed wildly. After a few minutes, with my body still quivering with the remainder of my intense orgasm, he slowly removed the tape from my mouth. I took in big gulps of air and then he shoved his tongue in my mouth forcing me to taste my cum. I thought of biting it, something, anything to get him away from me, but that thought was quickly replaced with pleasure once again as he shoved his fingers hard inside my pussy. I felt as though I couldn't breathe as he rammed them deeper and deeper inside of me. "You like that, slut? You want me to fuck you, you dirty little whore?"



This was the first time I heard his voice. It was deep and smooth like velvet, but his words brought me back to reality and fear once again took over my being. "No, I don't. Please, just let me go." I said and then felt a sharp sting on my cheek as he slapped my face. "Lying bitch. You may say no, but your body's saying yes!" He then started finger fucking me even harder and faster and my body shook with my next unwanted orgasm.

"I knew it." He said. "You love what I'm doing to you, you filthy whore." Then I felt the bed move as he got on and straddled my chest. The weight of him sitting on me made it almost impossible to breathe. "Suck my cock you nasty cunt." He demanded. I could smell his musty member and I closed my lips tightly together not wanting his disgusting penis in mouth. He then wrapped a hand around my throat and began to slowly squeeze as he said, "Listen, bitch. You're gonna suck my dick and if you try to hurt me in any way, you're dead. Now open your mouth and suck!"

I knew I had no choice and opened my mouth. He released his grip from my throat as he inserted his swollen head in my mouth. Tears started flowing from my eyes as he began to fuck my mouth. As he thrust harder and harder, I could feel the head start to go down my throat. I started to gag and he seemed to like the feeling of my throat tightening around his dick and he began to moan. He grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face forward until my nose was buried in his course pubic hair. He moaned louder and began shoving his dick in and out my mouth wildly.

Then I could feel his warm, sticky cum fill my mouth and slide down my throat as he reached his climax. I started gagging again and he pulled his cock out of my mouth. A few more spurts of his cum splashed on my face. "Damn, bitch. Your mouth was made for sucking dick." He said while gasping for air. He then cleaned his gunk off my face with his finger and shoved it in my mouth forcing me to lick it off. He then got off the bed and I heard the door open and close as he left the room. All I could do was lay there, wondering when he was going to come back to finish me off. I just knew that after having his way with me, he would kill me.

I laid there for what seemed like hours before I heard him come back into the room. Terror came over me and I knew this was it. I was dead, but instead of breathing my last breath, he removed the restraints from my ankles, turned me over and placed a pillow under me, sticking my ass up in the air.

"What are you gonna do to me?" I asked, my voice quivering with fear.

"I'm going to fuck your pretty little ass." He said.

"No, please. I've never done that before. Please, don't." I begged.

"Shut up! I'm going to fuck your ass and there's nothing you can say or do to stop me!"

I then felt something warm and silky being poured on my ass cheeks.

He began rubbing it in and then spread my cheeks apart and poured some down the crack of my ass. I squirmed at the sensation and then felt a sharp, burning sting as he smacked my ass.

"Don't move!" He yelled.

I began sobbing uncontrollably as he slowly penetrated my rosebud. I felt like I was going to pass out from pain as he shoved his penis deeper inside me. I began screaming and crying even louder, but then, before I knew what I was doing, my cries and screams of pain turned into moans of pleasure. My body began pushing itself toward my ra pist wanting him thrust harder and deeper into my orifice.

He took this cue and began pounding my ass and I could feel his nuts hit my pussy. Our bodies moved in perfect rhythm and our moans filled the room. He began slapping my ass again, only this time, he did it  more gently than before and it felt good. I had never felt so full before, but I was about to be even more full than I was now.
 



I felt one of his hands leave my waist. Then, without any warning, he shoved what felt like a huge dildo in my cunt and I let out a loud scream, both from pain and pleasure. He began fucking me with the dildo with the same rhythmic movements as our bodies. My mind was racing with the feelings of fear, humiliation, pain and pleasure.

Then, my body was rocked with shock waves of only pleasure as my next orgasm hit. I could then hear him begin to moan louder and he started grinding into my ass with a force I've never felt before as he spewed his cum into me and then collapsed on top of me.



We laid there for what seemed like eternity, trying to catch our breath. After he gained some composure, he got off of me, rolled me back over and kissed me. This wasn't like last time, however. This kiss was more passionate. As we kissed, he caressed my face as if he were touching the love of his life. We kissed for what seemed like hours before he finally lifted away from me.

"Who are you?" I asked but he said nothing. All he did was release my hands from their restraints and told me to wait 5 minutes before removing the blindfold, and then he left.

When I felt the 5 minutes was up, I took off the blindfold and opened my eyes. It took a couple seconds for them to adjust, but once they did, I was shocked to see I was in my own bed, in my own bedroom, in my own house. As I leaned over to turn on a light by the bed, I could still remember what he said in his low squeaky voice, "Thank you madam for an exciting and fun-filled night. I may just come back and do it again sometime."

I laid back down, my body sore from all it, just went through and I pondered what had just happened. Rather than anger, fear or hatred, I began to get aroused and excited again. Not knowing if or when this strange man was going to come back to have his way with me again. I hate to admit it, but I hope it's soon.

Richa’s hands were moving on Veer’s hard dick as she completed the narration. To Veer it doesn’t look like a bad dream as she was enjoying the way she narrated her ‘bad dream’

He took out his fly from his pyjama and asked her “was his bigger than this ?”

 

Richa was not shocked seeing his dick as she already saw it yesterday night when he was fucking his daughter… any way she didn’t want to disappoint uncle and said “uncle.. yours is much much bigger than that old man’s limp..”

“old man ?”

“haa.. looked like he must be a old man”

“older than me ?”

“true.. must be around 70”

“around 70 and he could fuck you so passionately and you wanted it more ?”

“haa uncle.. he has some charm in him..”

“any thing else you remember ?”

“he has 6 fingers on each leg”

“6 fingers ? strange”

“haa.. strange..”

Veer stopped pressing her boobs.. he is in deep thinking… soon there was a shiver in his body.. this is not a dream baby.. this is real

He got up, pulled up his pyjama and yelled on the walkie talkie “hey Narsingh where are you? Come to my room”

A lady voice from other side “saab.. Narsi went to forest to get some thing”

Veer’s fear increased… “forest ? at this time.. he must be at the guest house gate.. not in the forest”

“saab.. he left around few hours back as there was some tribal fest going on”

“Lakshmi.. go and get him… ASAP.. I want to see him.. “

Lakshmi has put down the walkie talkie.. she is in a dilemna… she knows where Narsi went.. he must be fucking this rich landlord’s young cute pussy in a cheap dirty lodge !!!

Richa was shivering as she also realized it must be that old dirty watch man with 6 fingers on each leg who fucked her mercilessly .. making me believe it like a dream !!!