Misc. Erotica Rinku – Badchalan Bhabhi - Trapped (Part 1)

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Rinku – Badchalan Bhabhi –  The Return of the Horde!!!! (Part 99)

 

I shook my pony tail & tied it up in a knot & said “Ab maine apne baal band diye hai!”

“T-shirt to maine utaar di…jo tum pehle hi dekh chuke ho….haan ya na?” I asked!

“H..ha..an… haan madam! Sab kuch dekha maine!” he said hoarsely!

“Kya sab kuch dekha…. Asli cheez mai tumhe abhi dikhati hoon! Dekho!” I said & reached behind & unhooked my bra & let it fall exposing my sexy naked boobs!

I smiled as I noticed my erect nipples! ‘Trust the slut within me to rise to the occasion’, I said to myself!

 

As I picked up the red push up bridal bra & was about to wear it when the driver spoke, he said “Madam…pura utar do na….please!”

“What-the-fuck!!! Jitna dikha rahi hoon utna dekh… saale kutte!!!! … Aur waise bhi neeche ka kaise dekhega?”

“Madam aap jaara do seat ke beech ke gap ke saamne aa jao….mujhe sab kuch dikhai dega….!” He smiled & directly turned around to look at a topless me!

 

Sometimes even I wonder whose genes have made me the way I am, because no lady in her right mind would have agreed to do what I did, that too at a complete stranger’s saying!

 

“Chal..chal..aage dekh …. Traffic shuru ho raha hai…mai shift hoti hoon! Tu Kutta hai toh mai kuttiya se kuch nahin hoon!!!!” I said & sidled to the centre of the rear seat so that I was visible to him through the gap in between the 2 front seats!

 

I chuckled as I undid the clasp & unbuttoned my loose skirt & slipped it off!

As I bent to remove it from around my ankles, I heard a loud gasp from the driver & when I glanced up I saw him stare at my dangling tits!

I removed the skirt tossed it aside & before sitting up straight, juggled my tits with both my hands!

 

“Ohhh..teri maa ki chutt!!!! Behenchod paani nakil raha hai…madam!” he declared in a hoarse whisper!

 

Without acknowledging his blabber, I slipped of my simple body coloured panties & again did the same show of bending & dangling my tits & then juggling them with both hands when I rose back!

 

I glanced at the driver in the rear view mirror & saw his eyes, as wide as the car’s tyres ogling at my naked boobs!

“Hello mister!!!.... jab dikha rahi hoon tab dekh lena…phir bolna maat panty pehen li… kuch dekha nahin!” I teased him!

“Kya…kya .. bola ….  madam?” he blurted & turned & looked backwards at me!

I laughed & pointed down at my legs, which were parted wide open & my shiny glossy tight pussy was on full display!

“Chalo ab… finally tumne sab kuch dekh hi liya….hmmm?” I asked saucily!

 

“Nahi…madam..nahi!...ek aur cheez hai…woh dikha do…dil bhar jayega!” he said & on my asking him what, he pointed at my twat & said huskily “Apka ussebhi neeche wala ched….! Woh gori gori gand dekhni hai…madam! Apni gand dekha do… phir utar jao!!!”

 

I shook my head said “Rukh jao sahibji….aise nangi nahi utar rahi hoon mai tumhari taxi se…abhi pehenne bhi hai kapde!” I said & we both laughed!

 

I took the red lace semi sheer panty & pulled it on, till it was just above my knees & then turned around on the seat so that my bubble butt was pointed straight at the driver who had half turned around to watch the bitch in action!

 

“Chuna mat!!!” I warned him since my butt was within inches of his face!

“Ched dikha….!”….

“Haan baba haan! Jara sabr karo!” I said with a giggle & reached back & spread my butt cheeks to show him my pink & tight little puckered asshole!

“Kya cheez banai hai bananewale ne……mast hai re … tu…matlab ….aap madam!” he stuttered as I pulled my panties up & got back to the business of dressing myself up for the upcoming gangbang!

 

Above my panties I wore the matching red lace bridal garter belt but left the ties hanging loose!

 

Then I pulled on the red lace push up plunge bridal bra & hooked it up!

“Ohh behenchod!” another gasp from the driver as he saw his fantasy bride decking up behind him!

 

I smiled sweetly at him & then realized that not much of the rest of the things could be worn in the car!

So I let him ogle at my bra, panty & garter belt clad body while I combed & tied my hair as per the instructions from Suba!

Make up & lip colour was also as per specifications in the message! I had already got mehendi done earlier & in the short time it had tinted my forearms, legs & a few other places a light orange in an intricate pattern!

 

Then I pulled out the large necklace which resembled the traditional ‘mangalsutra’ the indication of a married woman, put on a red bindi & then applied vermillion in the parting of my hair & put on red glass bangles with just the first & last being golden hued cheap metal ones!

 

Once again I bent forwards & tied the clinking set of ‘payal’ to my ankles!

 

Then to the driver’s dismay, I wore the front buttoned red blouse! It was after a long time I had worn a blouse that covered my assests so thoroughly! The sleeves were half way upto my elbow & had a golden fringe at the end!

 

By then we had reached quite close to my my apartment complex & the other pieces of clothing would have to be worn else where so I again wore the T-shirt & pulled on the skirt!

However, instead of the sneakers, I wore the shiny red pointy toe stilettoes pumps!

 

Then, looking like I mismatch between cultures, I waited fort the taxi to reach the drop off of my complex!

 

“Bas…yahan rukh jao!” I instructed the driver, who stopped & said “Madam, kya mai ek baat puch sakta hoon?”

‘Now this bastard wants to me fuck me too?’ I thought but nodded yes!

 

“Aap ka naam puch sakta hoon?” he asked very softly!

“Naam jaan kar kya karoge…mister?” I asked dismissively!

 

“Jo abhi tak kar raha tha….mut marronga…madam! ….Sirf aaj se aage mut marte waqt, ya biwi ke saath soote hue, ya kisi veshya ko pelte hue…. Mai sochoonga toh sirf tumhare baare me hi!....” he said wistfully!

 

I laughed & replied “Rinku!.....Rinku naam hai mera! Bas! Itna hi tha na…ye lo paise aur 200 extra bhi diye hai sirf dekhne ke liye…!...Chalo! Bye….!” I said & proferred my hand to him to shake!

 

He seemed a bit diffident but then clasped my hand hungrily & I realized it was sticky & slimy!!!

“Chee…yeh kya hai…tunhare haath pe…!” I said, a bit put off!

“Arre mada…m….matlab Rinku….maine bola na mai mut maar raha tha…. Tumhare shaandaar show ka hi natija hai ye…!” he said, getting excited all over again, as he refused to let my hand go!

 

“OK!... agar aisa hai..toh ek aur cheez dikhati hoon…jo tum jindagi bhar yaad rakhoge…. Aur jyada mut marne me maja aayega..Rinku ke naam pe! … Arre lekin mera haath toh chodo!” I giggled like a teenager!

 

He let go off my hand & I raised it to my lips & licked his cum coated on my hand & rolled it inside my mouth! Then like I have seen in so many porn films, I swallowed the whole thing in one gulp & then showed him my empty mouth!

 

“Ohh…teri…saali kutti..Rinkuuuuooooohhhhh!...saali yeh dekh kya kiya…behenchod!!!” he almost bellowed like a bull in heat & as I peeked in between the seats, I saw the driver’s cock at attention & ejaculating forcefully!

 

Any other time & I would have been saddened to see my favorite fresh snack (fresh sperm;-)) go to such a waste, but I knew there were 10 men who would be carrying similar fresh snacks for me & they would be arriving in almost no time!

 

I exited the taxi with a cheery ‘Byeeee’ to the ‘still cumming hard’ driver & took the side entrance since I  didn’t want anyone to see me dressed so weirdly!

Ofcourse, I have been through the main lobby at odd hours, sometimes in tatters, sometimes barely dressed but like somebody has said, a girl can be caught without clothes but she wouldn’t want to be caught wearing a mismatch or non compatible outfit!

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Usually a deserted lobby is a blessing in disguise for a whore like me but today, when I really needed someone’s help, there was nobody in the lobby!

 

Well, when I say someone’s help, I ofcourse meant a very specific someone!

It was unfortunate that after being subjected to an unspeakable atrocity earlier that morning, I was back looking for the very same brute!

While entering, I had spotted a familier bike & scooter & knew that atleast some of my dewars had already arrived, so there was no chance I could go to my place dressed like this!

 

For once, I desperately needed Chote!

I looked around for him & finally throwing caution to the winds, called out “Chote?...ChotTTE!”

“Haan..bol meri rakhail…saali besharam…itne me phir chudai ki bookh chad gayi tujh pe…ya subah jaise bola tha…waise saafai karne aagayi hai kya?” Chote’s eyes twinkled in anticipation!

 

“Chote…please yaar….help me….mujhe change karke ghar jaana hai…koi aanewala hai….!” I lied!

 

“Wala nahin…meri rakhail….aanewale hai bol…. Saali 3 toh aa chuke hai….total kitne hai aaj?” Chote asked his lust evident!

“Dus!” my answer was like an electric shock to Chote & he repeated “Dus?!?!?...Dus …ek saath legi…tu….11 kar de meri jaan! Mai bhi aata hoon!....Nahi…jaane de…do din mere champion ko aaram dena chahiye…saali tune choos choos ke thaka diya hai…randi saali!” Chote said & I was thankfull that he was not going to join in with my dewaron ki fauj!

 

Then he looked around & said “Change karna hai na…aaja…meter room me kar…wahan koi nahin aata!” he pulled out the keys to the building & unlocked the door to the meter room & switched on the light as I entered & waited!

 

“Abe chal…change kar jaldi… mujhe phir se lock bhi karna hai!” Chote said in mock anger!

“Tu dekte kada rahega?” I asked & almost laughed out loud! I had just displayed my full nude body to a complete stranger & now was waiting for Chote, who had not just seen me in the nude but also enjoyed a lot with my body, to leave while I was changing!

 

Chote too, had reached the same conclusion & said disdainfully “Subah se koi mila nahin kya…..aisa kya hai andar jo subah nahi tha..saali….Chal..teri chutiyapanti baand kar aur change kar phata phat!? Woh teen rah dekh rahe honge!!!”

 

The reminder that 3 of my dewars had already reached my place made me do things much more quickly!

 

I pulled off the T-shirt once again & slipped off the skirt only for Chote to blow a wolf whistle & say, “Rinku randi rakhail…madarchod..ye sab kya pehna hai….ye panty ke upar kya hai? Saali mere saath mera shirt use karti hai…aur inn madarchodon ke like itna natak….saali agli baar teri gand bajata hoon..rukh meri rakhail Rinku!”

I was wearing just the red blouse underneath which was the red bra, panty & garter belt which I had already worn in the taxi!

The rest I had to wear quickly here, so I sat on an old stool lying around & wore my fishnet stockings & hooked them up to my garter belt!

Then I wore a sheer petticoat (I had no idea why the elaborate detailing had be done for the clothes & my look!) over my stockinged feet & then dbangd the the red chiffon sari which clung to my svelte figure like a second skin! On top of all my clothes went the chain with the big size locket dangling right in the centre of my boobs! On the locket were Mohit, my husband & my own photos!

 

I adjusted my hairbun, stuffed my discarded clothes into a bag & was about to leave when Chote said “Rinku..meri rakhail….ek chummi toh dete jaa!”

 

“Raat ko aaoongi na….teri gaand chatne…tab doongi chummi…harami saala!” I pushed a grinning Chote aside & rushed to the lift!