25-03-2020, 03:11 AM
When the commotion subsided, men all around Jyoti began shedding their clothes. One grabbed her legs and lifted them until her knees were pressed against her chest. The man then leaned on the backs of her legs to hold her locked that way, and then pushed his cock into her ass. Jyoti cried out when the much larger cock than the others entered her asshole.
Although Jyoti knew she wasn't supposed to object to anything, getting ass-fucked in this position by a large cock was too much for her. But every time she opened her mouth to ask the man to stop, he thrust into her which resulted in the air being knocked out of her. The only thing that saved Jyoti was the intensity of the fuck. The man was ramming his cock in and out of her ass so fast that he didn't last long. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to Jyoti, but was no more than 10 minutes, the man filled her ass with his sperm.
After the man pulled out and moved away, Jyoti's legs fell to the floor like sawed down trees. She was just catching her breath when she felt her legs being raised and pushed back again, lifting her ass off the floor. But this time someone behind her lifted her head and pushed it so that her chin dug into her chest. Her legs were pulled apart and Jyoti saw the man kneeling, just before the phone flash temporarily blinded her. Someone had taken a picture of her -- of her asshole, widened from the recent fuck and oozing sperm, and her face looking through her legs.
Before the white sparkling lights in Jyoti's eyesight stopped twinkling, another man pushed his cock into Jyoti's pussy. By now Jyoti was out of it, just laying there while the man fucked her. She tried to see his face, but it wasn't in focus. The gangbang was having an effect on Jyoti. Her head fell to the side where she saw several men jerking off. Jyoti thought that was odd since she was available to them.
The man fucking Jyoti came and another took his place, but Jyoti didn't even bother to look up. She kept staring at the group of men jerking off and putting their discharges in the glass bowl. By the time the third man pushed his cock into her pussy, the bowl was almost full. Jyoti's befuddled brain thought it was a stupid game. She wondered why they'd prefer to use their own hand when she was available. "The Japanese sure are weird," Jyoti thought.
When the current man fucking Jyoti came and pulled out, Jyoti kept her legs spread wide expecting another cock to be thrust into her. But all she felt between her legs was cool air. Someone kicked Jyoti in the side of her head with their knee so she lazily turned to face it. She saw another man jerking off, this one on his knees right next to her. Then she saw the white rope of sperm fly her way. It splashed across her nose and then another landed on her cheek... and then another and another. All the while phone flashes were going off.
When the man stopped cumming and shooting his sperm all over Jyoti's face she turned back to the group of men who had been jerking off. A man was walking towards her, carrying the bowl of sperm. Jyoti felt someone grab her from behind, under her armpits, and pull her. Her legs finally came together as she was dragged on the floor until Jyoti was propped against the wall in a sitting position.
Jyoti looked at the people standing around her, her mind confused and not functioning on all cylinders. The men were jerking off. There were dozens of them, and they were all fisting their cocks. Then the man knelt next to Jyoti and brought the glass bowl to Jyoti's lips. Bewildered, Jyoti automatically parted her lips. When the glass was pressed to her now open mouth, Jyoti tilted her head back. It wasn't until a large amount of slimy sperm spilled into her mouth and she swallowed that Jyoti realized what she was drinking. Jyoti immediately clamped her lips together and turned her head.
"Please, must drink," the man said in her best English. "Mr. Ichiro get angry. Please drink."
Jyoti stared at the man, looking for an ally. But all she saw in the heavily made up face were nervous eyes pleading with her to drink. Jyoti looked around noticing the phone flashes as well as men still jerking off. She felt like she was in an obscene nightmare. She couldn't drink all that sperm. She just couldn't. But Mr. Misra' words rang in her head. He had told Jyoti that she always said that, but in the end did it. She had come too far to stop now. If she did it would have all been for naught.
Jyoti relaxed her lips and opened her mouth slightly. The man tilted the glass bowl and Jyoti felt the sperm slide across her tongue. She choked at the thought of what was entering her mouth, but didn't vomit like she thought she would. Jyoti's mouth rapidly filled so she swallowed. To do so, Jyoti's mouth closed but the sperm kept flowing and spilled over her chin and onto her breasts. Jyoti opened her mouth again and accepted more of the foul tasting liquid. Jyoti kept swallowing and swallowing, thinking the bowl would never empty. Her belly was full and she was nauseous. But Jyoti kept drinking the sperm. All the while people were taking pictures of her humiliating act. When Jyoti's head was tilted far back, she finally felt the bowl leave her lips. The man held the bowl a little away from Jyoti's mouth, letting the last of the sperm spill onto Jyoti's face.
Relieved the glass had been removed, Jyoti sighed, but then she caught sight of the man standing above her. He was frantically jerking off. Then his cock erupted, showering Jyoti with his fresh sperm. Again the phone flashes were going off continuously. Another man stepped next to Jyoti and spilled his seed on her face as well. When the first man moved away he was replaced by two more, and then man after man jerked off over Jyoti's body. By the time all the men had climaxed, Jyoti was covered in sperm. Sperm was hanging in long strings from her jaw, chin, ears, nipples, and arms. Her hair was caked in it. One of Jyoti's eyes was closed, the eye socket filled with sperm. Every time she inhaled, sperm was sucked into her nostrils causing her to choke so Jyoti began breathing from her mouth. That, of course, allowed more sperm into her mouth which she unavoidably swallowed. Jyoti estimated that hundreds of pictures had been taken of her drinking and getting splattered with sperm. The sexually naive woman didn't know about bukkake, although she just experienced it firsthand, but had heard disgusting sex pictures were all over the internet and just knew some of those taken that night would end up on internet sites.
Jyoti found herself sitting against a wall covered in sperm. All the people wandered off to continue with their party. The "entertainment" was complete and no one even bothered to assist the dumbstruck woman on the floor. Jyoti just sat there, feeling the sperm slide over her body and then cake up. She didn't move until the chauffer who had brought her to the party stood over her. She looked up at him through one eye and he tossed a towel onto her chest. Jyoti wiped her sperm-filled eye first and then her face. She wiped her chest and then the rest of her body. Then Jyoti placed the towel, which now was soaked with sperm, on her head and rubbed her hair as if she had just washed it. Finally, Jyoti used the towel to rub between her legs, even turning onto her side to wipe her ass. It embarrassed her to do that in front of the chauffer, but she didn't have a choice. Jyoti held her hand out for the chauffer to help her up, but he pulled back not wanting to touch her. With a great deal of difficulty, Jyoti managed to get to her feet.
Jyoti looked around in a daze and wandered through the large room looking for her clothes. She was walking very slowly and bowlegged. Her body had a sheen of sperm all over it and people ignored her as she walked past them, except for the occasional picture taker.
Jyoti put clothes. They were both filthy from lying on the floor and people stepping on them. Once dressed, Jyoti followed the chauffer out of the room.
The chauffer stopped at the main exit. Jyoti automatically stopped too since the chauffer was leading her. She looked at him and waited for him to get her out of the nightmare she had spent many hours in. Jyoti watched as if in slow motion as the chauffer pulled his zipper down. Before he even fished his cock out, Jyoti was on her knees waiting for it. She didn't even think to protest. Jyoti stuffed the chauffer's cock into her mouth and sucked it until he also erupted. Jyoti swallowed it all.
The chauffer walked out with Jyoti trailing behind. Once again he assumed the subservient role and opened the door, closing it after Jyoti settled in the back seat. They drove in silence, Jyoti sore and humiliated.
When they arrived at Jyoti's house the chauffer once again opened the door for her. Jyoti was hesitant to step outside. Her skin was still caked in sperm, her hair was sticky with it, and her clothes were filthy. But Jyoti didn't have anywhere else to go so she got out of the limo and went into her house.
Although Jyoti knew she wasn't supposed to object to anything, getting ass-fucked in this position by a large cock was too much for her. But every time she opened her mouth to ask the man to stop, he thrust into her which resulted in the air being knocked out of her. The only thing that saved Jyoti was the intensity of the fuck. The man was ramming his cock in and out of her ass so fast that he didn't last long. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to Jyoti, but was no more than 10 minutes, the man filled her ass with his sperm.
After the man pulled out and moved away, Jyoti's legs fell to the floor like sawed down trees. She was just catching her breath when she felt her legs being raised and pushed back again, lifting her ass off the floor. But this time someone behind her lifted her head and pushed it so that her chin dug into her chest. Her legs were pulled apart and Jyoti saw the man kneeling, just before the phone flash temporarily blinded her. Someone had taken a picture of her -- of her asshole, widened from the recent fuck and oozing sperm, and her face looking through her legs.
Before the white sparkling lights in Jyoti's eyesight stopped twinkling, another man pushed his cock into Jyoti's pussy. By now Jyoti was out of it, just laying there while the man fucked her. She tried to see his face, but it wasn't in focus. The gangbang was having an effect on Jyoti. Her head fell to the side where she saw several men jerking off. Jyoti thought that was odd since she was available to them.
The man fucking Jyoti came and another took his place, but Jyoti didn't even bother to look up. She kept staring at the group of men jerking off and putting their discharges in the glass bowl. By the time the third man pushed his cock into her pussy, the bowl was almost full. Jyoti's befuddled brain thought it was a stupid game. She wondered why they'd prefer to use their own hand when she was available. "The Japanese sure are weird," Jyoti thought.
When the current man fucking Jyoti came and pulled out, Jyoti kept her legs spread wide expecting another cock to be thrust into her. But all she felt between her legs was cool air. Someone kicked Jyoti in the side of her head with their knee so she lazily turned to face it. She saw another man jerking off, this one on his knees right next to her. Then she saw the white rope of sperm fly her way. It splashed across her nose and then another landed on her cheek... and then another and another. All the while phone flashes were going off.
When the man stopped cumming and shooting his sperm all over Jyoti's face she turned back to the group of men who had been jerking off. A man was walking towards her, carrying the bowl of sperm. Jyoti felt someone grab her from behind, under her armpits, and pull her. Her legs finally came together as she was dragged on the floor until Jyoti was propped against the wall in a sitting position.
Jyoti looked at the people standing around her, her mind confused and not functioning on all cylinders. The men were jerking off. There were dozens of them, and they were all fisting their cocks. Then the man knelt next to Jyoti and brought the glass bowl to Jyoti's lips. Bewildered, Jyoti automatically parted her lips. When the glass was pressed to her now open mouth, Jyoti tilted her head back. It wasn't until a large amount of slimy sperm spilled into her mouth and she swallowed that Jyoti realized what she was drinking. Jyoti immediately clamped her lips together and turned her head.
"Please, must drink," the man said in her best English. "Mr. Ichiro get angry. Please drink."
Jyoti stared at the man, looking for an ally. But all she saw in the heavily made up face were nervous eyes pleading with her to drink. Jyoti looked around noticing the phone flashes as well as men still jerking off. She felt like she was in an obscene nightmare. She couldn't drink all that sperm. She just couldn't. But Mr. Misra' words rang in her head. He had told Jyoti that she always said that, but in the end did it. She had come too far to stop now. If she did it would have all been for naught.
Jyoti relaxed her lips and opened her mouth slightly. The man tilted the glass bowl and Jyoti felt the sperm slide across her tongue. She choked at the thought of what was entering her mouth, but didn't vomit like she thought she would. Jyoti's mouth rapidly filled so she swallowed. To do so, Jyoti's mouth closed but the sperm kept flowing and spilled over her chin and onto her breasts. Jyoti opened her mouth again and accepted more of the foul tasting liquid. Jyoti kept swallowing and swallowing, thinking the bowl would never empty. Her belly was full and she was nauseous. But Jyoti kept drinking the sperm. All the while people were taking pictures of her humiliating act. When Jyoti's head was tilted far back, she finally felt the bowl leave her lips. The man held the bowl a little away from Jyoti's mouth, letting the last of the sperm spill onto Jyoti's face.
Relieved the glass had been removed, Jyoti sighed, but then she caught sight of the man standing above her. He was frantically jerking off. Then his cock erupted, showering Jyoti with his fresh sperm. Again the phone flashes were going off continuously. Another man stepped next to Jyoti and spilled his seed on her face as well. When the first man moved away he was replaced by two more, and then man after man jerked off over Jyoti's body. By the time all the men had climaxed, Jyoti was covered in sperm. Sperm was hanging in long strings from her jaw, chin, ears, nipples, and arms. Her hair was caked in it. One of Jyoti's eyes was closed, the eye socket filled with sperm. Every time she inhaled, sperm was sucked into her nostrils causing her to choke so Jyoti began breathing from her mouth. That, of course, allowed more sperm into her mouth which she unavoidably swallowed. Jyoti estimated that hundreds of pictures had been taken of her drinking and getting splattered with sperm. The sexually naive woman didn't know about bukkake, although she just experienced it firsthand, but had heard disgusting sex pictures were all over the internet and just knew some of those taken that night would end up on internet sites.
Jyoti found herself sitting against a wall covered in sperm. All the people wandered off to continue with their party. The "entertainment" was complete and no one even bothered to assist the dumbstruck woman on the floor. Jyoti just sat there, feeling the sperm slide over her body and then cake up. She didn't move until the chauffer who had brought her to the party stood over her. She looked up at him through one eye and he tossed a towel onto her chest. Jyoti wiped her sperm-filled eye first and then her face. She wiped her chest and then the rest of her body. Then Jyoti placed the towel, which now was soaked with sperm, on her head and rubbed her hair as if she had just washed it. Finally, Jyoti used the towel to rub between her legs, even turning onto her side to wipe her ass. It embarrassed her to do that in front of the chauffer, but she didn't have a choice. Jyoti held her hand out for the chauffer to help her up, but he pulled back not wanting to touch her. With a great deal of difficulty, Jyoti managed to get to her feet.
Jyoti looked around in a daze and wandered through the large room looking for her clothes. She was walking very slowly and bowlegged. Her body had a sheen of sperm all over it and people ignored her as she walked past them, except for the occasional picture taker.
Jyoti put clothes. They were both filthy from lying on the floor and people stepping on them. Once dressed, Jyoti followed the chauffer out of the room.
The chauffer stopped at the main exit. Jyoti automatically stopped too since the chauffer was leading her. She looked at him and waited for him to get her out of the nightmare she had spent many hours in. Jyoti watched as if in slow motion as the chauffer pulled his zipper down. Before he even fished his cock out, Jyoti was on her knees waiting for it. She didn't even think to protest. Jyoti stuffed the chauffer's cock into her mouth and sucked it until he also erupted. Jyoti swallowed it all.
The chauffer walked out with Jyoti trailing behind. Once again he assumed the subservient role and opened the door, closing it after Jyoti settled in the back seat. They drove in silence, Jyoti sore and humiliated.
When they arrived at Jyoti's house the chauffer once again opened the door for her. Jyoti was hesitant to step outside. Her skin was still caked in sperm, her hair was sticky with it, and her clothes were filthy. But Jyoti didn't have anywhere else to go so she got out of the limo and went into her house.
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