10-11-2019, 11:55 PM
TEA STALL (PART-1)
It was all going well for me and my friends and the society men were also treating me nicely. I used to regularly update Suresh about my sex with
his friends and others. And it was all that. With Rahul and his friends I was going out, shopping around and having fun with them all. It was through
Rahul I met this man called Mukesh. He was an industralist and had a family. He had taken me out on dates. And also we have fun whenever
possible. He used to take me to his business trips for a week or so. We used to stay at hotels, meet his clients and we all had fun together. He also
used to take me for shopping and also buy my lingeries which he used to select, kinky ones and I was also enjoying all that.
He had asked me to become his keep when Rahul had introduced me to him first. He wanted me to stay next to his house and he said he will buy
the house for me and keep me there. He asked me to stay there as a single married woman who's husband is working abroad. So his wife will
also not know about it. But I had other commitments so I backed out from that proposal. I had tutions and other men in my society who used
to regularly come to me. So I said instead of that I will come whenever your free and then he also asked me to accompany him during his tours.
To which I had said okay and all this began with Mukesh. He was 3 years elder to me but he used to call me bhabhi, because Rahul and his gang
used to call me bhabhi.
One day Mukesh callled me and said that he has to go on a tour and asked me to get ready the next day. He asked me specifically to wear saree
and also carry sarees for the tour. I knew he had some clients to meet and I will be fucked thoroughly for a week. So the next day I got ready and
wore a red transparent floral pattern saree. And a violetish deep U cut, back open blouse. I also wore my sindoor, round bindi, red lipstick, nose ring,
long hanging red earings, my kamarband and polished my nails red. I also wore red glass bangles. I combed my long silky hair properly and left
them open. I looked into the mirror and I looked like a red married whore, going as a escort of a businessman on his business tour. I was sexcited.
Mukesh sent his car and he had asked me to first come to the factory as he had to take some papers and from there we both will leave for the
airport. So Mukesh's driver drove me to his factory. I got down and waited in the waiting lounge with my packed bag. Some of Mukesh's employees
knew that Mukesh and I had some sort of relation. So when I arrived they just greeted me and I just smiled and greeted them back.
There is a tea stall right in front of Mukesh's office which almost crowded all the time by the employees from Mukesh's office and also from other
factories around the area. Mostly the factory workers. Mukesh and I also have had a tea long back once. So the owner Prakash knows me very
well. I was looking at his tea shop from inside. I saw him coming to the office building and he entered inside. He saw me and said,"Hello bhabhi,
kaisi ho? Mukesh Sir ke liye wait kar rahi ho aap? " I said," Ha Mukesh ke liye wait kar rahi hu." He looked at me from top to bottom and specially
my deep cleavage visible from my deep U cut blouse. I just blushed and he saw me noticing him. He asked,"Bhabhi aap chai piogi?" I said okay and
he went and distributed the tea he had brought to the people on the ground floor and went back to get a tea for me. He left the building and I was
waiting for Mukesh. Meanwhile I got a call from Mukesh and said that he has to go to pick up his friend from the airport and that he had cancelled
his trip and post poned it for the next day. I was upset and Mukesh knew it. Mukesh said he will ask the driver to drop me back home and also
pick me up the next day and drop me at his place. It was afternoon 4.00 and I was stranded and not knowing what to do for the rest of the day.
I had not expected such a change in plan. Anyway I had to go back to the society and thought to spend the evening with my neighbour uncle, as
he had asked me to come over when I was leaving the building. He was filled with lust and horny seeing me in the saree and with all the sringar.
While I was thinking all that and contemplating on what to do next, Prakash came in with my tea. He came in all wet as it started raining outside.
It was monsoon season and he was having good business with his tea and the fried items, usually which sells like hot cakes during this cold and wet
climate. Prakash handed over the tea and asked if I wanted to eat something. I said yes I would like to. I told him I am anyway leaving as Mukesh
has post poned a trip which was scheduled today. So Prakash asked me to come to his shop and have some fried items. I always liked to sit or go
to his shop as all the factory workers used to stare at me. It always made me horny.
So Prakash and I got up, I kept my baggage at the reception as anyway I had to carry it again the next day. I just took my phone and left with
Prakash. The moment we stepped outside it started pouring heavily. We didn't have an umbrella. So we thought of waiting till the rain subsides.
We waited for 10 minutes but nothing of that sort happened. So Mukesh said he'll go and get an umbrella and come back to pick me up. I said
no to that and said that I will also come with him. He said,"Bhabhi aap poori geeli ho jaogi." I said,"Baarish mein geela ho jaane ka mazaa toh
kuch aur hi hai naaa." He was excited and looking at me with lust. I just blushed. Since my long silky hair was combed and left open I brought
them to my front which exposed my back because of my back open blouse. We both started crossing the road as his shop was just across the
road. It poured so heavily that I was completely drenched by the time we crossed and reached his shop. When we entered there were many
factory workers sitting and chatting and sipping tea and eating hot fried items. There was a sudden silence when Prakash and I entered. Prakash
also noticed it and he asked me to come with him inside. Behind the counter there was a door through which Prakash took me inside. It was
actually his house. That was where he lived. There was a small bed, a TV and his shelf where I think he kept his clothes. While I was entering I
heard the men behind me, sipping tea, saying,"Mast maal hai yaar.Kaun hai yeh item?". Other men said,"Is area mein pehli baar dekha hai is
item ko." The third said,"Mast ball aur gaand hai yaar." The fourth said,"Jo bhi ho, ekdum chamiya maal hai."
So while entering the room and before closing the door, I turned around, looked at them, smiled and blushed and entered.
After entering inside, Prakash closed the door behind me and he said,"Bhabhi aapke liye yaha kapde toh nahi hai. Par aap mere yeh towel se
poch lo apne aap ko." And pointing out to a string hung from wall to wall, he asked me to keep my wet clothes over that to dry. I could pretty
well feel that all my clothes were completely drenched in the rain. He looked at me with lust and I just blushed and asked,"Kya hua Prakash,
aise kyu dekh rahe ho?" Prakash said,"Nahi bhabhi, kuch nahi, bas yahi dekh raha tha ke aap sach mein is geele kapdo mein ekdum achchi lag
rahi ho." I patted him and said,"Tum bhi na Prakash, koi tumse seekhe ke kaise aurato ko chede." Prakash held me around my waist, which
was a little shocking move from a tea stall guy, but I didn't mind. Prakash said,"Bhabhi maine jab se aapko dekha hai, tab se mujhe aapko aise
pakadne ki khwahish thi. Aapko bura toh nahi laga na?" I said,"Nahi Prakash, tumhari bhabhi ko bura nahi laga. Thank you ke tum mujhe yaha
lekar aaye aur mujhe apna yeh towel diya. Theek hai ab main yeh geele kapde nikalti hu, thand lag rahi hai abhi."
Prakash : Thode customers hai abhi, main unko chai dekar, aur dukaan band karke aata hu. Phir main aapko garam kar dunga.
Me : Matlab ?
Prakash : Mera matlab hai ke, main aapko ek garam masala chai banakar dunga jo aapke is thande shareer ko garama garam kar dega.
Me : Dekhti hu tum mujhe kaise garam karoge.
Prakash understood my green signal and he rushed to his shop leaving his hold around my waist.
I closed and locked the door and got back to changing my clothes to his towel.
TEA STALL (PART-2)
Being in the rain had made me wet and cold, but now it was making me horny and my body wanted to become warmer and hotter. And I
needed someone to do that for me. I knew Prakash had an eye on me since I met him first when I came with Mukesh for a tea. Since then
he has always been staring at me and also sometimes winking. I used to just smile and blush to all that. Prakash knew I also liked all that
and he showed his advancement today by holding me by my waist and talking with double meaning.
I closed and locked the door and got back to changing my clothes. I removed my completely wet pallu of my saree and dropped it down
as I unwound myself out of the saree. Then I untied the knot of my underskirt, which also was completely wet. I just hoped that at least my
panty was not wet. I dropped my underskirt after removing the knot and to my shock even my panty was wet. I unclasped my back open
deep U cut blouse from behind and slid it down my shoulder. I removed it completely and now I was just wearing my red thong and nothing
else. I tried to dry the saree, underskirt and blouse giving them a nice twist and turn and hung them on the string which Prakash showed me.
I took Prakash's towel and wiped my entire body and dried myself, but my red thong was still wet and I was wearing it. So I dropped my
thong on the floor and came out of it. I dried it as well and hung it on the string. I had to dry my hair now. It was all wet. I took the towel
and dried my long silky hair thoroughly. It took me around half an hour to do all this and it was 5.30 in the evening now. I tied the towel
to my long silky hair and now I wanted another towel to cover my body. I called Prakash from inside standing by the door and he asked
me what I wanted. I told him I wanted one more towel. He said he'll get it and he left. I don't know from where he got one more towel
and I slowly opened the door, only putting my one hand outside to collect the towel from Prakash. While handing over the towel I felt
his hands running over my hand. Prakash said he's almost done with the customers and he'll be back in 10 minutes.
I took the towel and locked the door. I opened the folded towel and to my shock it was a very small towel which would barely cover my
curvy body. Anyway I had not other option and I was feeling so cold that I just wore the towel. It could barely hold my boobs and my
cleavage was all visible, and behind also it could just reach a little below my big round plump bum cheeks. I just tied the towel properly
to the front side and looked around, and I saw a small mirror in the corner. I went and sat there in front of it. I looked at my face and
and my sindoor and round bindi made of sindoor had all swept away by the water. I looked as if I was just fucked nicely. My lipstick also
had smudged away. I took my hand bag and took out the sindoor dibbi and my red lipstick. Before that I removed my ornaments. I wore
only my long hanging mangalsutra, my kamarband, earrings and nose ring. I removed my bangles, rings and toe ring and kept them inside
my hand bag.
I took my sindoor dibbi and applied sindoor on my forehead and then made a round bindi with the sindoor itself. I always liked making bindi
with the sindoor powder because it gets smudged during the fuck because of the sweat and it makes men horny looking at me in that
condition. I applied kajal on my eyes and then my red lipstick. I looked into the mirror and thought to myself, I am doing all this make up
for a tea stall guy, who caters to the factory workers. Being a married woman and having this slutty side of me had made me a whore.
I thought, in the morning I had got ready to be Mukesh's escort for his business tour and now am here in the tea stall shack, rain outside
and getting ready for the tea stall guy named Prakash, who is very well wanting to seduce and fuck me, who is waiting in his house just
wearing a towel and nothing else. Completely nude !
It was while doing all this, with thoughts running in my mind, making me horny and wet down there, that Prakash knocked the door and
it sent shivers to my whole body with horny ideas. Uffffffff I thought in my mind. Prakash is coming to fuck me. ohhhhh I was such a
dirty married whorish slut. Like people in my society used to call me, RUNDI BHABHI (married slut) I got up slowly feeling something
in between my legs in my slutty cunt. My hands unconsciously touched my pussy to check if it was shaved. Then I thought yes of course
it is shaved, wasn't I supposed to travel today?! Duh ! I was so lost in my thoughts while walking towards the door. I opened the door
and Prakash came in. He was filled with lust and continuously staring at me with his horny eyes. I could feel him touching every inch of my
body with his lusty eyes.
Me : Kya hua Prakash? (What happened Prakash?)
Prakash : Kuch nahi bhabhi. Tum is towel mein ekdum mast patakha lag rahi ho. (Nothing bhabhi, you look like an explosive in this towel)
I just blushed and looked down. He came further towards me closing the door and locking it. I knew he was going to hold me. He slowly put
his hands around my waist.
Me : Kya kar rahe ho Prakash, koi aa jayega. ( What are you doing Prakash, someone might come.)
Prakash : Koi nahi ayega bhabhi. Maine dukaan band kar di hai. Ab main aapko garam kar dunga. Aapko thand lag rahi hogi. (No one will come
now. I have shut down the shop. I will make you hot now, you must be feeling cold.)
I just blushed and looked down as he tightened his grip around my waist. I could feel him coming closer to my cheeks and he gave a peck on my
cheeks.I left a slight moan,"Ahhhhhhh Prakashhhhhhhh sssssssssss. Yeh tum kya kar rahe ho Prakash? ahhh mmmmm" (Ahhhhhhh Prakashhhhhhhh
sssssssssss. What are you doing to me Prakash? ahhh mmmmm )
Prakash : Bhabhi main tumhe garam karne ki koshish kar raha hu. Tumhe thand lag rahi hai na bhabhiiii mmmm ssss (Am trying to make you hot
bhabhi. Bhabhi you are so cold mmm ssss )
Me : [I just blushed] Ufffff Prakashhh.... tumne kaha the ke mujhe chai se garam karoge...( You had told me you'll make me hot with your tea )
Prakash kept kissing my cheeks and slowly came to my red lips and kissed my lips. His tongue came out and slowly started digging my lips. I opened
my mouth and he put his tongue inside my mouth and our tongue met and we smooched for a long time. His hands had easily by now dug my
big round plump ass, as the towel was too short and his hands were now massaging my plump meat in my bums. His chest was against my big
round firm boobs. He was wearing a lungi and a shirt. He pushed my long silky hair behind and held them with other hand and held it tight. We
kept smooching each other. His hands pressing my bum cheeks. He left my lips and kissed my neck. He turned me around and kissed the side of
my neck holding my hair in his hand and other hand now was around my waist. His hand slowly went up and reached the knot of my towel. I had
tied a knot exactly over my cleavage line. He untied it and I was completely nude now.
Me : Uff Prakash tumne apni bhabhi nangi kar di. Mujhe sharam aa rahi hai Prakashssss... (Ufff Prakash you have made your bhabhi completely
nude. I am feeling shy.)
Prakash : Badan garam karna hai toh, bhabhi tumhe nangi toh hona hi hai na. ( If the body has to be made hot then your body should be naked
bhabhi.)
He slowly dropped his lungi and I could feel his semi erect thing in between my big round plump bum cheeks. His hands were nicely massaging my
big round firm boobs and his fingers playing with my nipples, making circles aroung my aerola with his fingers. He spat on his fingers and slowly
massaged my nipples with his wet fingers. Ohhhhh it was turning hard as my body was getting hotter and hornier. He kept kissing the side of my
neck from behind. My long silky hair was behind which he slowly moved it to the front. Now my left boob was covered with my thick silky long hair
and my right boob getting serviced with Prakash's wet fingers.
Prakash : Uffffff bhabhi aapke yeh do tarbooz toh garam ho rahe hai. ( Bhabhi your watermelons are becoming hot slowly.)
His dick was almost erect now and was digging my plump meaty bums. He said,"Bhabhi aapki badi moti matke jaise gaand ko main apne lund se
garam karu?" (Bhabhi should I make your big round shaped bums hot with my dick?) .
Me : Ahhhh Prakash, tumhari bhabhi ka badan ab tumhara hi hai poori shaam aur poori raat ke liye. Kar lo jo karna hai meri badan ke saath.
(Ahhh Prakash, your bhabhi's body is yours for the entire evening and night. Do what you want to do with my body.It's all yours.)
Prakash : Ufff bhabhi mujhe nahi pata tha ke aap itni madak ho. Aap jaisi maal ko chodne mein bohot mazaa aayega. Bhabhi tum ek garam
ghodi ho. ( Ufff bhabhi I didn't know that your such a horny lady. It will be lusty and horny to fuck an item like you. You are a hot horse bhabhi.)
Prakash turned me around and holding my hair from behind, he started sucking my nipples. Both of them. He was filled with lust. He kept sucking
and pulling my nipples with his lips. Ufffff I had just dropped my sluttiness from a corporate escort married whore to a street side slut being
dirty with a tea stall owner catering mainly to factory workers. Only sexual enjoyment was in my mind and my body was becoming a whore
every second as it passed by. My nipples were hard and tight and horny. My pussy was all wet now. He lay me down on the edge of the bed and
kept my legs over his shoulders making my legs open wide. I slowly looked down in between my legs and I saw my slutty cunt glistening and
Prakash's face and tongue all ready to lick me. I closed my eyes as Prakash slowly licked my wet cunt. He made up and down motion with his
tongue on my cunt and he sucked my clit with his lips. His hands were on my big round boobs pressing them and pinching my nipples. Ohhhh
Prakash was really making me hot and wild now. He licked me for a while and he made me sit by the edge of the bed and his dick was now
right in front of me.
Prakash : Bhabhi aapka badan garam karnewaali cheez hai yeh. Yeh apni mu mein daalo aur chooso. Aapki yeh chudakkad badan jaldi garam
ho jayegi. (Bhabhi this thing will make your body hot. Take it in your mouth and suck it. Your slutty and whore body will become hot soon.)
Me : Ufff Prakash tum toh mujhse ek rundi ke tarah pesh aa rahe ho. Meri is chuddakkad badan ko garam karne ke liye, main zaroor tumhari is
cheez ko mu me loongi aur chusoongi bhi.... (Ufff Prakash your treating me like a dirty whore. I will definitely take it in my mouth and suck it
if it makes my slutty body hot and horny.)
Prakash : Ufffff bhabhi tumhare baal kitne lambe aur ghane hai. Mere haathon mein pakadna mushkil hai. Main aapke lambe ghane chikne baalo
ko apne haatho mein pakad leta hu and tumhare mu ko bhi chodta hu. ( Uffff bhabhi you have such long silky and thick hair. It's difficult to hold
them in one hand.Let me roll it and hold them in my hand and then I'll fuck your mouth deep and hard.)
Prakash made a lose bun out of my silky long thick hair and pushed his dick inside my mouth. He first rubbed the head all over my red lips. I
also spat through my lips and spread my saliva on the tip of his dick. I held his dick in my hand and started jerking it back and forth. I slowly put
my wet and horny tongue out and he placed his tip on my tongue and slowly slid it inside. I held it with my red lips and started sliding it in and out
of my mouth. He had held my long silky hair like a bun in his hand and with the other hand he slapped my cheeks and I was moaning with every
slap he gave. Prakash started increasing the speed and was thoroughly fucking my mouth now.
Prakash : Uffff kya rundi chehra hai aapka bhabhi. Aap kitni chuddakkad raand ho bhabhi. Bhabhi mera bas chale toh main aapko apni rakheyl
banakar rakh doonga. ( Ufff what a slutty face you have bhabhi !... You are such a whore bhabhi. If I could afford I would have made you my
personal keep.)
Me : Ohhhh Prakash main ek gandi shaadi shuda rundi aurat hu. Mujhe tum jo chahe, banakar rakh do. Is chudakkad raand ko apni personal
rakheyl banakar rakh do. Main tumhare dukaan mein aanewaale customers ki nangi waitress banungi, aur phir tumhara business duguna ho
jayega. (Ohhh Prakash, I am a dirty married whore woman. You make me whatever you want, I will become whatever you want me to become.
Make me your personal keep and keep me in your shop. I will become a nude waitress for your customers which will double your business)
Prakash was wild and filled with lust now. He held my hair and made me stand up and then lay on the bed(doggy style. He spread my wet leaking
cunt and pushed his dick inside and started ramming me in and out. He held my long hair in his hands and was giving me deep and hard jerks into
my slutty cunt.
Prakash : Ohhhhh Raaanddd bhabhi... Kitni chuddaakkad ghodi rundi ho tum.. Oh tumhare lambe ghane baal aur yeh badi moti matke jaise
gaand. Kya nazaara hai RUNDI BHABHIIIIII...
Prakash fucked me in that position for sometime in doggy position. He slapped my big round meaty gaand a lot of times. Then he turned me
around and held both my boobs togethers spat on my cleavage and pushed his dick in between my boobs. He fucked my boobs like crazy. I
gave him slutty expression, licking my red lips with my tongue and also spitting on my boobs while he fucked them hard. After a while he
left my boobs and started fucking my mouth. The nose ring kept moving up and down with every thrust he gave to my mouth. Oh fuck ...
I thought in my mind. A married woman getting fucked in an industrial area by a tea vendor. I was such a dirty whore. Dirtier than a roadside
whore. Prakash then turned me again and made me stand like a dog. He fucked me like a horse. Oh it was so steamy and dirty. We fucked for
an hour or so and he wanted to cum. I asked him to cum on my face and destroy me.
Me : Mu mein daalo aur mujhe barbaad kar do Prakashhh. ( Spray it on my face and destry me Prakashhhh.)
Prakash sprayed his cum on my face. He then pushed it inside my mouth. I took some in my mouth and spat the same on my boobs also. He
smudged my sindoor with his cum all over my forehead and also smudged some cum on my lips.
It was 7.00 in the evening and he had to go to the market to buy stuff for the shop for the next day. I took a shower, and cleaned up and wore
the towel back as my saree was still wet. I was all alone and the shop was closed from outside. While Prakash was out, I heard sound of some
men waiting outside for the shop to open. They were sitting on a wooden bench outside. I saw them. I was so horny and thought those 4 men
fucking me. It was still drizzling outside. I was all horny and lusty for a gangbang. I thought of opening the shop as Prakash had handed me over
the keys. I started contemplating whether or not to open the shutter, let them in and serve them hot tea, with a little show wearing only my
short flimsy towel.
TEA STALL (PART-3)
I was again horny looking at the factory workers sitting on a bench and waiting outside the shop. I had the keys but I had to ask Prakash before I
open the shutter for them. So I picked up my phone and called Prakash. I told Prakash that there were 4 men sitting on a bench and waiting outside
the shop for the shutter to open. I asked Prakash if I should open and let them in and if I can give them tea meanwhile Prakash returns. Prakash
thought and asked me if my saree was still wet. I thought in my mind, if I say no he won't allow me. So I said yes it's dry and I have worn it already.
So Prakash said it's okay to open and serve them tea. The tea was already ready for the evening. He had made it before leaving for the market.
I went and looked in to the mirror to adjust myself. I looked and I saw myself wearing a sindoor on my forehead, a round bindi made with the sindoor
powder, my nose ring, my red lipstick, kajal on my eyes, mascara on my eye lashes, long hanging earrings and a black dot just above my lips. I looked
like a married slut. Then I had a long hanging mangalsutra hanging over my big round boob curvature. My cleavage was deep and visible because of my
flimsy towel. My big round boobs firm and held tight with the towel, ready to pop out the moment the knot opens. Then I turned around and I saw
my big round plump meaty bums barely covered with the short towel, making the lower cheek of my bums slightly visible. My big round bums standing
out nicely showing the entire curvy shape. I thought that I was such a slut. I got nicely fucked in the noon by Prakash, but now after seeing these
4 factory workers outside, and also the rain, I was getting horny again. I wanted to get fucked by them, all of them together.
I went back to the main door and picked up the key. I peeped outside and the 4 men were still there chit chatting. I thought of asking from inside. I
just said,"Kya aap log chai ke liye wait kar rahe ho?" (Are you waiting for tea?) I saw the men surprised by the female voice coming out of a closed
shop. I said there is nothing to worry and that I am Prakash's bhabhi. I said I can open the door for you as Prakash has gone to the market. And also
that I can serve tea for them. 2 men were excited to hear a female voice. I heard them saying,"Kaun hai yaar yeh aurat? Theek hai chalkar dekhte
hai aur chai bhi pee lete hai." (Who is this woman? Anyway let's get inside and see and also get some tea.)
So I took the keys, only wearing the short and flimsy towel which was Prakash's. I was horny looking at the 4 men outside and the rain. I slowly
opened the door and they just drooled looking at me. I brought my long silky hair to my front so it can at least cover some of my chest and
cleavage.The men were just standing at the door and staring at my entire body and my face. I felt shy and was feeling as if I was standing naked
in front of them. I always used to get more horny and shy when the worker category of men feast on my body. I always felt tremors going through
my body travelling every curve standing out of my body line. Those stares made me feel like am standing or walking nude in front of them. I was nicely
fucked by Prakash in the noon but feeling their stares I was horny again and imagining 4 dicks together fucking me and 4 tongue licking me and 4 lips
smooching me made me all the more hornier.
I asked the men staring at me, to get inside and sit down. They all one by one entered and looking at me took their seats on the benches. I asked them,"
Aap sab kya peena pasand karenge.?" One guy said,"Mujhe doodh peena hai." I knew that had a double meaning, I just felt shy and gave a shy smile to
the guy. The next said he wants tea with pure milk. Third one said he also wants tea with extra milk. Fourth one said he wants tea less and milk more,
like a more milky tea. They all pressed a lot on the word milk and they stared at my big round firm boobs and my cleavage. So I took their order and
turned around. They could now see just the towel and my more than half naked body. The towel which started just around my boob line and it ended
just above my big round ass cheek. Just a little bend and it would expose my plump ass cheeks. So I was carefully walking back towards the kitchen area.
I was wearing my mangalsutra and my anklets.So while walking my anklets used to make the clinking sound. I had tied my towel pretty tight so I wasn't
worried about it dropping off. But just a light pull of the knot will make me completely naked in front of the 4 men. So behind the kitchen counter I
stood and started preparing the order. A glass of milk, a tea with pure milk, a tea with extra milk and last with less tea and more milk. Once I reached
the kitchen I tied my long silky open hair to a bun and tied a hair band to it, so that it doesn't interfere while making tea. I was making the tea and
I heard someone enter. It was one of the men. He asked me how am related to Prakash. I said I am his bhabhi. Then he asked why am I wearing
this towel and nothing else. I was so horny with his questions, I just wanted a cock in my mouth. I told him that I was actually coming to Prakash's
shop with Prakash and it started raining heavily. We waited for sometime across the road but since the rain wasn't stopping we just walked to this
shop. And my saree and blouse and everything got wet. He asked me only my saree and blouse got wet. I understood his double meaning question.
I just blushed and said that all my clothes got wet. He asked if I was wearing only the towel. I just blushed and looked down and turned around
getting back to making tea for them. As I turned around and was making tea, I felt his hands around my waist from behind and moving towards the
front. I held his hands suddenly and asked him,"Yeh tum kya kar rahe ho?" By then he had already held me tight and his semi erect thing was hitting
my big round plump bums. He asked,"Kyu, tumhe achha nahi laga kya bhabhi?" I said," Aisi baat nahi hai, par koi aa jayega." He was horny knowing
that I actually like it and was only scared of anyone catching us red handed. So he said that he and his friends wanted me very badly. The moment they
saw me opening the door they had fallen for me. I just blushed and patted him,"Tum bhi na, mazaak karte ho." He gave a kiss on my cheeks, still
holding me tight around my waist. My cleavage was bulging out and my towel travelling upwards from my ass cheeks. He was seducing me ohhhh.
He said let's go and hear what his 3 friends are talking outside. So he holding me around my waist, walked towards the main dining area and hid behind
a wall, secretly listening to the other 3 men. I wasn't surprised about them talking about me. But they were really horny and were talking dirty about me
in a very dirty language which I loved and which always had made me horny.
M2 : Yaar kya maal hai na Prakash ki bhabhi.
M3 : Ha yaar, kitni moti moti badi gaand hai.
M4 : Bhabhi ke aam bhi mast bade bade hai.
(M addresses Man or Mard)
And then they spoke about me like,"Yeh bhabhi aadi nangi kyu ghoom rahi hai." " Kya lambe baal hai item ke. Chehra bhi ekdum chudakkad hai. Saali
apni gaand ko kya mast tareeke se matka matkakar chal rahi thi. Yeh maal bhabhi ka balatkaar karne ka mann kar raha hai saali ekdum madak hai."
So listening to all this I was so horny and wet, the man who was holding me from behind had already removed his dick out and had kept it in
between my ass cheeks and was slowly giving me strokes back and forth. I was so horny that I wanted all their cocks in my mouth and my slutty
cunt and in my hands. He turned me around and he held my lips in between his fingers and squeezed them. He kissed my lips and slowly pushed his
tongue inside and we smooched for sometime. It was short because we heard M2 walking towards the kitchen. So M1 released the hold around my
waist and we stopped smooching. M1's hand was still behind me resting on my big round plump ass. And also slightly pressing them when M2 looked
at us and asked what M1 was doing in the kitchen. M1 said that he was trying to help bhabhi. So M2 came near and looked at me from head to toe.
He said that I was a tight item and that he also wanted to help me out. So M1 left me and M2 knew that we were cooking something else in the
kitchen before he came. I turned back around to do the tea. M2 held me in the same way but he had already taken out his dick and he pushed it
in between my ass cheeks right away. I was shocked as he was little rough and bold. But I wanted his dick so I just continued making the tea with
his dick getting rubbed in between my plump ass cheeks. M2 said,"Bhabhi aapki gaand ko lund se masalne mein bohot mazaa aa raha hai.Aapke
aamo ko bhi mujhe apne lund se masalna hai. Dogi mujhe apne aaam bhabhi ?" I just moaned when he asked this dirty question to a semi nude
married woman like me. I felt horny and said,"Mmmm jo karna hai karlo mere saath, balatkaar karna hai toh woh bhi kar lo. Main balatkaar ho jaane
ke liye hi bani hu." He was too horny listening to me and started pushing his dick rigorously in between my ass cheeks. I said someone will come so
please stop. By then I heard M1 M3 and M4 standing behind us and seeing what M2 was doing to me and also listening to our conversation.
Now all the 4 men knew that I was a slutty bhabhi and wanted to be fucked and that I was an extremely horny woman. M1 had already gone out
and told the other 2 men that I was a whore. So they all came inside the kitchen. M2 said,"Chalo ab hum chaaro mard aapka khayal rakhenge,
Prakash lautne tak." Saying that he asked the other 3 men to come and pick me up and take me inside Prakash's room. They said,"Saali kya
raand hai na Prakash ki bhabhi, shadi shuda rundi hai saali." The other one said,"Is bhabhi ko aaj hum sab milkar thok denge." The next one,"Ha
ise thok thok kar apni rundi kutiya bhabhi bana denge." I was so horny they all had held me and I was lying on their hands. While take me to the
room they kept spiting pinching and licking my nipples and my pussy. My pussy was wet with my juices and also their spit. They took me to the
room. M1 said he will go and lock the front door of the shop. He then called Prakash and told him,"Prakash hum log teri bhabhi ko chodne ja
rahe hai. Dukaan bahar se band hai, toh tu jab aayega, bahar se missed call de. Hum lock andar se khol denge." He was on the speaker so I
said I have to ask Prakash's permission. So I asked him on the loudspeaker itself. "Prakash yeh chaaro mujhe chodna chahte hai. Kya main
apna yeh badan de du inko thokne ke liye?" Prakash said,"Theek hai meri bhabhi raand, dede unko thokne ke liye apna badan. Main bhi thodi
der mein pohoch jaunga." They heard our conversation and were very horny, specially when they heard me asking for a permission to fuck me.
Prakash hung up the call and M1 said,"Apni bhabhi ko hum ek jagah par bandhkar chodte hai." The other 3 men were excited listening to M1's idea.
It was all going well for me and my friends and the society men were also treating me nicely. I used to regularly update Suresh about my sex with
his friends and others. And it was all that. With Rahul and his friends I was going out, shopping around and having fun with them all. It was through
Rahul I met this man called Mukesh. He was an industralist and had a family. He had taken me out on dates. And also we have fun whenever
possible. He used to take me to his business trips for a week or so. We used to stay at hotels, meet his clients and we all had fun together. He also
used to take me for shopping and also buy my lingeries which he used to select, kinky ones and I was also enjoying all that.
He had asked me to become his keep when Rahul had introduced me to him first. He wanted me to stay next to his house and he said he will buy
the house for me and keep me there. He asked me to stay there as a single married woman who's husband is working abroad. So his wife will
also not know about it. But I had other commitments so I backed out from that proposal. I had tutions and other men in my society who used
to regularly come to me. So I said instead of that I will come whenever your free and then he also asked me to accompany him during his tours.
To which I had said okay and all this began with Mukesh. He was 3 years elder to me but he used to call me bhabhi, because Rahul and his gang
used to call me bhabhi.
One day Mukesh callled me and said that he has to go on a tour and asked me to get ready the next day. He asked me specifically to wear saree
and also carry sarees for the tour. I knew he had some clients to meet and I will be fucked thoroughly for a week. So the next day I got ready and
wore a red transparent floral pattern saree. And a violetish deep U cut, back open blouse. I also wore my sindoor, round bindi, red lipstick, nose ring,
long hanging red earings, my kamarband and polished my nails red. I also wore red glass bangles. I combed my long silky hair properly and left
them open. I looked into the mirror and I looked like a red married whore, going as a escort of a businessman on his business tour. I was sexcited.
Mukesh sent his car and he had asked me to first come to the factory as he had to take some papers and from there we both will leave for the
airport. So Mukesh's driver drove me to his factory. I got down and waited in the waiting lounge with my packed bag. Some of Mukesh's employees
knew that Mukesh and I had some sort of relation. So when I arrived they just greeted me and I just smiled and greeted them back.
There is a tea stall right in front of Mukesh's office which almost crowded all the time by the employees from Mukesh's office and also from other
factories around the area. Mostly the factory workers. Mukesh and I also have had a tea long back once. So the owner Prakash knows me very
well. I was looking at his tea shop from inside. I saw him coming to the office building and he entered inside. He saw me and said,"Hello bhabhi,
kaisi ho? Mukesh Sir ke liye wait kar rahi ho aap? " I said," Ha Mukesh ke liye wait kar rahi hu." He looked at me from top to bottom and specially
my deep cleavage visible from my deep U cut blouse. I just blushed and he saw me noticing him. He asked,"Bhabhi aap chai piogi?" I said okay and
he went and distributed the tea he had brought to the people on the ground floor and went back to get a tea for me. He left the building and I was
waiting for Mukesh. Meanwhile I got a call from Mukesh and said that he has to go to pick up his friend from the airport and that he had cancelled
his trip and post poned it for the next day. I was upset and Mukesh knew it. Mukesh said he will ask the driver to drop me back home and also
pick me up the next day and drop me at his place. It was afternoon 4.00 and I was stranded and not knowing what to do for the rest of the day.
I had not expected such a change in plan. Anyway I had to go back to the society and thought to spend the evening with my neighbour uncle, as
he had asked me to come over when I was leaving the building. He was filled with lust and horny seeing me in the saree and with all the sringar.
While I was thinking all that and contemplating on what to do next, Prakash came in with my tea. He came in all wet as it started raining outside.
It was monsoon season and he was having good business with his tea and the fried items, usually which sells like hot cakes during this cold and wet
climate. Prakash handed over the tea and asked if I wanted to eat something. I said yes I would like to. I told him I am anyway leaving as Mukesh
has post poned a trip which was scheduled today. So Prakash asked me to come to his shop and have some fried items. I always liked to sit or go
to his shop as all the factory workers used to stare at me. It always made me horny.
So Prakash and I got up, I kept my baggage at the reception as anyway I had to carry it again the next day. I just took my phone and left with
Prakash. The moment we stepped outside it started pouring heavily. We didn't have an umbrella. So we thought of waiting till the rain subsides.
We waited for 10 minutes but nothing of that sort happened. So Mukesh said he'll go and get an umbrella and come back to pick me up. I said
no to that and said that I will also come with him. He said,"Bhabhi aap poori geeli ho jaogi." I said,"Baarish mein geela ho jaane ka mazaa toh
kuch aur hi hai naaa." He was excited and looking at me with lust. I just blushed. Since my long silky hair was combed and left open I brought
them to my front which exposed my back because of my back open blouse. We both started crossing the road as his shop was just across the
road. It poured so heavily that I was completely drenched by the time we crossed and reached his shop. When we entered there were many
factory workers sitting and chatting and sipping tea and eating hot fried items. There was a sudden silence when Prakash and I entered. Prakash
also noticed it and he asked me to come with him inside. Behind the counter there was a door through which Prakash took me inside. It was
actually his house. That was where he lived. There was a small bed, a TV and his shelf where I think he kept his clothes. While I was entering I
heard the men behind me, sipping tea, saying,"Mast maal hai yaar.Kaun hai yeh item?". Other men said,"Is area mein pehli baar dekha hai is
item ko." The third said,"Mast ball aur gaand hai yaar." The fourth said,"Jo bhi ho, ekdum chamiya maal hai."
So while entering the room and before closing the door, I turned around, looked at them, smiled and blushed and entered.
After entering inside, Prakash closed the door behind me and he said,"Bhabhi aapke liye yaha kapde toh nahi hai. Par aap mere yeh towel se
poch lo apne aap ko." And pointing out to a string hung from wall to wall, he asked me to keep my wet clothes over that to dry. I could pretty
well feel that all my clothes were completely drenched in the rain. He looked at me with lust and I just blushed and asked,"Kya hua Prakash,
aise kyu dekh rahe ho?" Prakash said,"Nahi bhabhi, kuch nahi, bas yahi dekh raha tha ke aap sach mein is geele kapdo mein ekdum achchi lag
rahi ho." I patted him and said,"Tum bhi na Prakash, koi tumse seekhe ke kaise aurato ko chede." Prakash held me around my waist, which
was a little shocking move from a tea stall guy, but I didn't mind. Prakash said,"Bhabhi maine jab se aapko dekha hai, tab se mujhe aapko aise
pakadne ki khwahish thi. Aapko bura toh nahi laga na?" I said,"Nahi Prakash, tumhari bhabhi ko bura nahi laga. Thank you ke tum mujhe yaha
lekar aaye aur mujhe apna yeh towel diya. Theek hai ab main yeh geele kapde nikalti hu, thand lag rahi hai abhi."
Prakash : Thode customers hai abhi, main unko chai dekar, aur dukaan band karke aata hu. Phir main aapko garam kar dunga.
Me : Matlab ?
Prakash : Mera matlab hai ke, main aapko ek garam masala chai banakar dunga jo aapke is thande shareer ko garama garam kar dega.
Me : Dekhti hu tum mujhe kaise garam karoge.
Prakash understood my green signal and he rushed to his shop leaving his hold around my waist.
I closed and locked the door and got back to changing my clothes to his towel.
TEA STALL (PART-2)
Being in the rain had made me wet and cold, but now it was making me horny and my body wanted to become warmer and hotter. And I
needed someone to do that for me. I knew Prakash had an eye on me since I met him first when I came with Mukesh for a tea. Since then
he has always been staring at me and also sometimes winking. I used to just smile and blush to all that. Prakash knew I also liked all that
and he showed his advancement today by holding me by my waist and talking with double meaning.
I closed and locked the door and got back to changing my clothes. I removed my completely wet pallu of my saree and dropped it down
as I unwound myself out of the saree. Then I untied the knot of my underskirt, which also was completely wet. I just hoped that at least my
panty was not wet. I dropped my underskirt after removing the knot and to my shock even my panty was wet. I unclasped my back open
deep U cut blouse from behind and slid it down my shoulder. I removed it completely and now I was just wearing my red thong and nothing
else. I tried to dry the saree, underskirt and blouse giving them a nice twist and turn and hung them on the string which Prakash showed me.
I took Prakash's towel and wiped my entire body and dried myself, but my red thong was still wet and I was wearing it. So I dropped my
thong on the floor and came out of it. I dried it as well and hung it on the string. I had to dry my hair now. It was all wet. I took the towel
and dried my long silky hair thoroughly. It took me around half an hour to do all this and it was 5.30 in the evening now. I tied the towel
to my long silky hair and now I wanted another towel to cover my body. I called Prakash from inside standing by the door and he asked
me what I wanted. I told him I wanted one more towel. He said he'll get it and he left. I don't know from where he got one more towel
and I slowly opened the door, only putting my one hand outside to collect the towel from Prakash. While handing over the towel I felt
his hands running over my hand. Prakash said he's almost done with the customers and he'll be back in 10 minutes.
I took the towel and locked the door. I opened the folded towel and to my shock it was a very small towel which would barely cover my
curvy body. Anyway I had not other option and I was feeling so cold that I just wore the towel. It could barely hold my boobs and my
cleavage was all visible, and behind also it could just reach a little below my big round plump bum cheeks. I just tied the towel properly
to the front side and looked around, and I saw a small mirror in the corner. I went and sat there in front of it. I looked at my face and
and my sindoor and round bindi made of sindoor had all swept away by the water. I looked as if I was just fucked nicely. My lipstick also
had smudged away. I took my hand bag and took out the sindoor dibbi and my red lipstick. Before that I removed my ornaments. I wore
only my long hanging mangalsutra, my kamarband, earrings and nose ring. I removed my bangles, rings and toe ring and kept them inside
my hand bag.
I took my sindoor dibbi and applied sindoor on my forehead and then made a round bindi with the sindoor itself. I always liked making bindi
with the sindoor powder because it gets smudged during the fuck because of the sweat and it makes men horny looking at me in that
condition. I applied kajal on my eyes and then my red lipstick. I looked into the mirror and thought to myself, I am doing all this make up
for a tea stall guy, who caters to the factory workers. Being a married woman and having this slutty side of me had made me a whore.
I thought, in the morning I had got ready to be Mukesh's escort for his business tour and now am here in the tea stall shack, rain outside
and getting ready for the tea stall guy named Prakash, who is very well wanting to seduce and fuck me, who is waiting in his house just
wearing a towel and nothing else. Completely nude !
It was while doing all this, with thoughts running in my mind, making me horny and wet down there, that Prakash knocked the door and
it sent shivers to my whole body with horny ideas. Uffffffff I thought in my mind. Prakash is coming to fuck me. ohhhhh I was such a
dirty married whorish slut. Like people in my society used to call me, RUNDI BHABHI (married slut) I got up slowly feeling something
in between my legs in my slutty cunt. My hands unconsciously touched my pussy to check if it was shaved. Then I thought yes of course
it is shaved, wasn't I supposed to travel today?! Duh ! I was so lost in my thoughts while walking towards the door. I opened the door
and Prakash came in. He was filled with lust and continuously staring at me with his horny eyes. I could feel him touching every inch of my
body with his lusty eyes.
Me : Kya hua Prakash? (What happened Prakash?)
Prakash : Kuch nahi bhabhi. Tum is towel mein ekdum mast patakha lag rahi ho. (Nothing bhabhi, you look like an explosive in this towel)
I just blushed and looked down. He came further towards me closing the door and locking it. I knew he was going to hold me. He slowly put
his hands around my waist.
Me : Kya kar rahe ho Prakash, koi aa jayega. ( What are you doing Prakash, someone might come.)
Prakash : Koi nahi ayega bhabhi. Maine dukaan band kar di hai. Ab main aapko garam kar dunga. Aapko thand lag rahi hogi. (No one will come
now. I have shut down the shop. I will make you hot now, you must be feeling cold.)
I just blushed and looked down as he tightened his grip around my waist. I could feel him coming closer to my cheeks and he gave a peck on my
cheeks.I left a slight moan,"Ahhhhhhh Prakashhhhhhhh sssssssssss. Yeh tum kya kar rahe ho Prakash? ahhh mmmmm" (Ahhhhhhh Prakashhhhhhhh
sssssssssss. What are you doing to me Prakash? ahhh mmmmm )
Prakash : Bhabhi main tumhe garam karne ki koshish kar raha hu. Tumhe thand lag rahi hai na bhabhiiii mmmm ssss (Am trying to make you hot
bhabhi. Bhabhi you are so cold mmm ssss )
Me : [I just blushed] Ufffff Prakashhh.... tumne kaha the ke mujhe chai se garam karoge...( You had told me you'll make me hot with your tea )
Prakash kept kissing my cheeks and slowly came to my red lips and kissed my lips. His tongue came out and slowly started digging my lips. I opened
my mouth and he put his tongue inside my mouth and our tongue met and we smooched for a long time. His hands had easily by now dug my
big round plump ass, as the towel was too short and his hands were now massaging my plump meat in my bums. His chest was against my big
round firm boobs. He was wearing a lungi and a shirt. He pushed my long silky hair behind and held them with other hand and held it tight. We
kept smooching each other. His hands pressing my bum cheeks. He left my lips and kissed my neck. He turned me around and kissed the side of
my neck holding my hair in his hand and other hand now was around my waist. His hand slowly went up and reached the knot of my towel. I had
tied a knot exactly over my cleavage line. He untied it and I was completely nude now.
Me : Uff Prakash tumne apni bhabhi nangi kar di. Mujhe sharam aa rahi hai Prakashssss... (Ufff Prakash you have made your bhabhi completely
nude. I am feeling shy.)
Prakash : Badan garam karna hai toh, bhabhi tumhe nangi toh hona hi hai na. ( If the body has to be made hot then your body should be naked
bhabhi.)
He slowly dropped his lungi and I could feel his semi erect thing in between my big round plump bum cheeks. His hands were nicely massaging my
big round firm boobs and his fingers playing with my nipples, making circles aroung my aerola with his fingers. He spat on his fingers and slowly
massaged my nipples with his wet fingers. Ohhhhh it was turning hard as my body was getting hotter and hornier. He kept kissing the side of my
neck from behind. My long silky hair was behind which he slowly moved it to the front. Now my left boob was covered with my thick silky long hair
and my right boob getting serviced with Prakash's wet fingers.
Prakash : Uffffff bhabhi aapke yeh do tarbooz toh garam ho rahe hai. ( Bhabhi your watermelons are becoming hot slowly.)
His dick was almost erect now and was digging my plump meaty bums. He said,"Bhabhi aapki badi moti matke jaise gaand ko main apne lund se
garam karu?" (Bhabhi should I make your big round shaped bums hot with my dick?) .
Me : Ahhhh Prakash, tumhari bhabhi ka badan ab tumhara hi hai poori shaam aur poori raat ke liye. Kar lo jo karna hai meri badan ke saath.
(Ahhh Prakash, your bhabhi's body is yours for the entire evening and night. Do what you want to do with my body.It's all yours.)
Prakash : Ufff bhabhi mujhe nahi pata tha ke aap itni madak ho. Aap jaisi maal ko chodne mein bohot mazaa aayega. Bhabhi tum ek garam
ghodi ho. ( Ufff bhabhi I didn't know that your such a horny lady. It will be lusty and horny to fuck an item like you. You are a hot horse bhabhi.)
Prakash turned me around and holding my hair from behind, he started sucking my nipples. Both of them. He was filled with lust. He kept sucking
and pulling my nipples with his lips. Ufffff I had just dropped my sluttiness from a corporate escort married whore to a street side slut being
dirty with a tea stall owner catering mainly to factory workers. Only sexual enjoyment was in my mind and my body was becoming a whore
every second as it passed by. My nipples were hard and tight and horny. My pussy was all wet now. He lay me down on the edge of the bed and
kept my legs over his shoulders making my legs open wide. I slowly looked down in between my legs and I saw my slutty cunt glistening and
Prakash's face and tongue all ready to lick me. I closed my eyes as Prakash slowly licked my wet cunt. He made up and down motion with his
tongue on my cunt and he sucked my clit with his lips. His hands were on my big round boobs pressing them and pinching my nipples. Ohhhh
Prakash was really making me hot and wild now. He licked me for a while and he made me sit by the edge of the bed and his dick was now
right in front of me.
Prakash : Bhabhi aapka badan garam karnewaali cheez hai yeh. Yeh apni mu mein daalo aur chooso. Aapki yeh chudakkad badan jaldi garam
ho jayegi. (Bhabhi this thing will make your body hot. Take it in your mouth and suck it. Your slutty and whore body will become hot soon.)
Me : Ufff Prakash tum toh mujhse ek rundi ke tarah pesh aa rahe ho. Meri is chuddakkad badan ko garam karne ke liye, main zaroor tumhari is
cheez ko mu me loongi aur chusoongi bhi.... (Ufff Prakash your treating me like a dirty whore. I will definitely take it in my mouth and suck it
if it makes my slutty body hot and horny.)
Prakash : Ufffff bhabhi tumhare baal kitne lambe aur ghane hai. Mere haathon mein pakadna mushkil hai. Main aapke lambe ghane chikne baalo
ko apne haatho mein pakad leta hu and tumhare mu ko bhi chodta hu. ( Uffff bhabhi you have such long silky and thick hair. It's difficult to hold
them in one hand.Let me roll it and hold them in my hand and then I'll fuck your mouth deep and hard.)
Prakash made a lose bun out of my silky long thick hair and pushed his dick inside my mouth. He first rubbed the head all over my red lips. I
also spat through my lips and spread my saliva on the tip of his dick. I held his dick in my hand and started jerking it back and forth. I slowly put
my wet and horny tongue out and he placed his tip on my tongue and slowly slid it inside. I held it with my red lips and started sliding it in and out
of my mouth. He had held my long silky hair like a bun in his hand and with the other hand he slapped my cheeks and I was moaning with every
slap he gave. Prakash started increasing the speed and was thoroughly fucking my mouth now.
Prakash : Uffff kya rundi chehra hai aapka bhabhi. Aap kitni chuddakkad raand ho bhabhi. Bhabhi mera bas chale toh main aapko apni rakheyl
banakar rakh doonga. ( Ufff what a slutty face you have bhabhi !... You are such a whore bhabhi. If I could afford I would have made you my
personal keep.)
Me : Ohhhh Prakash main ek gandi shaadi shuda rundi aurat hu. Mujhe tum jo chahe, banakar rakh do. Is chudakkad raand ko apni personal
rakheyl banakar rakh do. Main tumhare dukaan mein aanewaale customers ki nangi waitress banungi, aur phir tumhara business duguna ho
jayega. (Ohhh Prakash, I am a dirty married whore woman. You make me whatever you want, I will become whatever you want me to become.
Make me your personal keep and keep me in your shop. I will become a nude waitress for your customers which will double your business)
Prakash was wild and filled with lust now. He held my hair and made me stand up and then lay on the bed(doggy style. He spread my wet leaking
cunt and pushed his dick inside and started ramming me in and out. He held my long hair in his hands and was giving me deep and hard jerks into
my slutty cunt.
Prakash : Ohhhhh Raaanddd bhabhi... Kitni chuddaakkad ghodi rundi ho tum.. Oh tumhare lambe ghane baal aur yeh badi moti matke jaise
gaand. Kya nazaara hai RUNDI BHABHIIIIII...
Prakash fucked me in that position for sometime in doggy position. He slapped my big round meaty gaand a lot of times. Then he turned me
around and held both my boobs togethers spat on my cleavage and pushed his dick in between my boobs. He fucked my boobs like crazy. I
gave him slutty expression, licking my red lips with my tongue and also spitting on my boobs while he fucked them hard. After a while he
left my boobs and started fucking my mouth. The nose ring kept moving up and down with every thrust he gave to my mouth. Oh fuck ...
I thought in my mind. A married woman getting fucked in an industrial area by a tea vendor. I was such a dirty whore. Dirtier than a roadside
whore. Prakash then turned me again and made me stand like a dog. He fucked me like a horse. Oh it was so steamy and dirty. We fucked for
an hour or so and he wanted to cum. I asked him to cum on my face and destroy me.
Me : Mu mein daalo aur mujhe barbaad kar do Prakashhh. ( Spray it on my face and destry me Prakashhhh.)
Prakash sprayed his cum on my face. He then pushed it inside my mouth. I took some in my mouth and spat the same on my boobs also. He
smudged my sindoor with his cum all over my forehead and also smudged some cum on my lips.
It was 7.00 in the evening and he had to go to the market to buy stuff for the shop for the next day. I took a shower, and cleaned up and wore
the towel back as my saree was still wet. I was all alone and the shop was closed from outside. While Prakash was out, I heard sound of some
men waiting outside for the shop to open. They were sitting on a wooden bench outside. I saw them. I was so horny and thought those 4 men
fucking me. It was still drizzling outside. I was all horny and lusty for a gangbang. I thought of opening the shop as Prakash had handed me over
the keys. I started contemplating whether or not to open the shutter, let them in and serve them hot tea, with a little show wearing only my
short flimsy towel.
TEA STALL (PART-3)
I was again horny looking at the factory workers sitting on a bench and waiting outside the shop. I had the keys but I had to ask Prakash before I
open the shutter for them. So I picked up my phone and called Prakash. I told Prakash that there were 4 men sitting on a bench and waiting outside
the shop for the shutter to open. I asked Prakash if I should open and let them in and if I can give them tea meanwhile Prakash returns. Prakash
thought and asked me if my saree was still wet. I thought in my mind, if I say no he won't allow me. So I said yes it's dry and I have worn it already.
So Prakash said it's okay to open and serve them tea. The tea was already ready for the evening. He had made it before leaving for the market.
I went and looked in to the mirror to adjust myself. I looked and I saw myself wearing a sindoor on my forehead, a round bindi made with the sindoor
powder, my nose ring, my red lipstick, kajal on my eyes, mascara on my eye lashes, long hanging earrings and a black dot just above my lips. I looked
like a married slut. Then I had a long hanging mangalsutra hanging over my big round boob curvature. My cleavage was deep and visible because of my
flimsy towel. My big round boobs firm and held tight with the towel, ready to pop out the moment the knot opens. Then I turned around and I saw
my big round plump meaty bums barely covered with the short towel, making the lower cheek of my bums slightly visible. My big round bums standing
out nicely showing the entire curvy shape. I thought that I was such a slut. I got nicely fucked in the noon by Prakash, but now after seeing these
4 factory workers outside, and also the rain, I was getting horny again. I wanted to get fucked by them, all of them together.
I went back to the main door and picked up the key. I peeped outside and the 4 men were still there chit chatting. I thought of asking from inside. I
just said,"Kya aap log chai ke liye wait kar rahe ho?" (Are you waiting for tea?) I saw the men surprised by the female voice coming out of a closed
shop. I said there is nothing to worry and that I am Prakash's bhabhi. I said I can open the door for you as Prakash has gone to the market. And also
that I can serve tea for them. 2 men were excited to hear a female voice. I heard them saying,"Kaun hai yaar yeh aurat? Theek hai chalkar dekhte
hai aur chai bhi pee lete hai." (Who is this woman? Anyway let's get inside and see and also get some tea.)
So I took the keys, only wearing the short and flimsy towel which was Prakash's. I was horny looking at the 4 men outside and the rain. I slowly
opened the door and they just drooled looking at me. I brought my long silky hair to my front so it can at least cover some of my chest and
cleavage.The men were just standing at the door and staring at my entire body and my face. I felt shy and was feeling as if I was standing naked
in front of them. I always used to get more horny and shy when the worker category of men feast on my body. I always felt tremors going through
my body travelling every curve standing out of my body line. Those stares made me feel like am standing or walking nude in front of them. I was nicely
fucked by Prakash in the noon but feeling their stares I was horny again and imagining 4 dicks together fucking me and 4 tongue licking me and 4 lips
smooching me made me all the more hornier.
I asked the men staring at me, to get inside and sit down. They all one by one entered and looking at me took their seats on the benches. I asked them,"
Aap sab kya peena pasand karenge.?" One guy said,"Mujhe doodh peena hai." I knew that had a double meaning, I just felt shy and gave a shy smile to
the guy. The next said he wants tea with pure milk. Third one said he also wants tea with extra milk. Fourth one said he wants tea less and milk more,
like a more milky tea. They all pressed a lot on the word milk and they stared at my big round firm boobs and my cleavage. So I took their order and
turned around. They could now see just the towel and my more than half naked body. The towel which started just around my boob line and it ended
just above my big round ass cheek. Just a little bend and it would expose my plump ass cheeks. So I was carefully walking back towards the kitchen area.
I was wearing my mangalsutra and my anklets.So while walking my anklets used to make the clinking sound. I had tied my towel pretty tight so I wasn't
worried about it dropping off. But just a light pull of the knot will make me completely naked in front of the 4 men. So behind the kitchen counter I
stood and started preparing the order. A glass of milk, a tea with pure milk, a tea with extra milk and last with less tea and more milk. Once I reached
the kitchen I tied my long silky open hair to a bun and tied a hair band to it, so that it doesn't interfere while making tea. I was making the tea and
I heard someone enter. It was one of the men. He asked me how am related to Prakash. I said I am his bhabhi. Then he asked why am I wearing
this towel and nothing else. I was so horny with his questions, I just wanted a cock in my mouth. I told him that I was actually coming to Prakash's
shop with Prakash and it started raining heavily. We waited for sometime across the road but since the rain wasn't stopping we just walked to this
shop. And my saree and blouse and everything got wet. He asked me only my saree and blouse got wet. I understood his double meaning question.
I just blushed and said that all my clothes got wet. He asked if I was wearing only the towel. I just blushed and looked down and turned around
getting back to making tea for them. As I turned around and was making tea, I felt his hands around my waist from behind and moving towards the
front. I held his hands suddenly and asked him,"Yeh tum kya kar rahe ho?" By then he had already held me tight and his semi erect thing was hitting
my big round plump bums. He asked,"Kyu, tumhe achha nahi laga kya bhabhi?" I said," Aisi baat nahi hai, par koi aa jayega." He was horny knowing
that I actually like it and was only scared of anyone catching us red handed. So he said that he and his friends wanted me very badly. The moment they
saw me opening the door they had fallen for me. I just blushed and patted him,"Tum bhi na, mazaak karte ho." He gave a kiss on my cheeks, still
holding me tight around my waist. My cleavage was bulging out and my towel travelling upwards from my ass cheeks. He was seducing me ohhhh.
He said let's go and hear what his 3 friends are talking outside. So he holding me around my waist, walked towards the main dining area and hid behind
a wall, secretly listening to the other 3 men. I wasn't surprised about them talking about me. But they were really horny and were talking dirty about me
in a very dirty language which I loved and which always had made me horny.
M2 : Yaar kya maal hai na Prakash ki bhabhi.
M3 : Ha yaar, kitni moti moti badi gaand hai.
M4 : Bhabhi ke aam bhi mast bade bade hai.
(M addresses Man or Mard)
And then they spoke about me like,"Yeh bhabhi aadi nangi kyu ghoom rahi hai." " Kya lambe baal hai item ke. Chehra bhi ekdum chudakkad hai. Saali
apni gaand ko kya mast tareeke se matka matkakar chal rahi thi. Yeh maal bhabhi ka balatkaar karne ka mann kar raha hai saali ekdum madak hai."
So listening to all this I was so horny and wet, the man who was holding me from behind had already removed his dick out and had kept it in
between my ass cheeks and was slowly giving me strokes back and forth. I was so horny that I wanted all their cocks in my mouth and my slutty
cunt and in my hands. He turned me around and he held my lips in between his fingers and squeezed them. He kissed my lips and slowly pushed his
tongue inside and we smooched for sometime. It was short because we heard M2 walking towards the kitchen. So M1 released the hold around my
waist and we stopped smooching. M1's hand was still behind me resting on my big round plump ass. And also slightly pressing them when M2 looked
at us and asked what M1 was doing in the kitchen. M1 said that he was trying to help bhabhi. So M2 came near and looked at me from head to toe.
He said that I was a tight item and that he also wanted to help me out. So M1 left me and M2 knew that we were cooking something else in the
kitchen before he came. I turned back around to do the tea. M2 held me in the same way but he had already taken out his dick and he pushed it
in between my ass cheeks right away. I was shocked as he was little rough and bold. But I wanted his dick so I just continued making the tea with
his dick getting rubbed in between my plump ass cheeks. M2 said,"Bhabhi aapki gaand ko lund se masalne mein bohot mazaa aa raha hai.Aapke
aamo ko bhi mujhe apne lund se masalna hai. Dogi mujhe apne aaam bhabhi ?" I just moaned when he asked this dirty question to a semi nude
married woman like me. I felt horny and said,"Mmmm jo karna hai karlo mere saath, balatkaar karna hai toh woh bhi kar lo. Main balatkaar ho jaane
ke liye hi bani hu." He was too horny listening to me and started pushing his dick rigorously in between my ass cheeks. I said someone will come so
please stop. By then I heard M1 M3 and M4 standing behind us and seeing what M2 was doing to me and also listening to our conversation.
Now all the 4 men knew that I was a slutty bhabhi and wanted to be fucked and that I was an extremely horny woman. M1 had already gone out
and told the other 2 men that I was a whore. So they all came inside the kitchen. M2 said,"Chalo ab hum chaaro mard aapka khayal rakhenge,
Prakash lautne tak." Saying that he asked the other 3 men to come and pick me up and take me inside Prakash's room. They said,"Saali kya
raand hai na Prakash ki bhabhi, shadi shuda rundi hai saali." The other one said,"Is bhabhi ko aaj hum sab milkar thok denge." The next one,"Ha
ise thok thok kar apni rundi kutiya bhabhi bana denge." I was so horny they all had held me and I was lying on their hands. While take me to the
room they kept spiting pinching and licking my nipples and my pussy. My pussy was wet with my juices and also their spit. They took me to the
room. M1 said he will go and lock the front door of the shop. He then called Prakash and told him,"Prakash hum log teri bhabhi ko chodne ja
rahe hai. Dukaan bahar se band hai, toh tu jab aayega, bahar se missed call de. Hum lock andar se khol denge." He was on the speaker so I
said I have to ask Prakash's permission. So I asked him on the loudspeaker itself. "Prakash yeh chaaro mujhe chodna chahte hai. Kya main
apna yeh badan de du inko thokne ke liye?" Prakash said,"Theek hai meri bhabhi raand, dede unko thokne ke liye apna badan. Main bhi thodi
der mein pohoch jaunga." They heard our conversation and were very horny, specially when they heard me asking for a permission to fuck me.
Prakash hung up the call and M1 said,"Apni bhabhi ko hum ek jagah par bandhkar chodte hai." The other 3 men were excited listening to M1's idea.
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