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KAJAL AGARWAL'S TRIBAL EXPERIENCE (Contd.)

Kajal sat on the rock, with her back leaning on the tree. The bark of the tree was slightly uncomfortable for her but she didn’t mind. She was so engrossed in her lustful feelings that she couldn’t bring herself to worry about some damned bark that was rubbing across her soft back. She spread her legs and pulled her skirt right up to her waist.

Her vagina was exposed to the chilly breeze. Kajal kept sitting, feeling the wind ruffle up her soft pink pussy lips. She licked her lips in lust and put her hand between her thighs and felt her moist pussy.

“uhhh” she sighed gently.

Slowly, she started rubbing her vagina. Her middle finger and ring finger were joined together and they moved in a rhythmic fashion, massaging her pussy lips. Kajal closed her eyes and felt the pleasure surging through her body. Her entire body was warming up in the heat of the passion. Lifting her head a little, eyes closed, Kajal kept rubbing her vagina.

Slowly, gently, she increased the speed.

“Aahhh”

Her vagina was secreting more and becoming more wet by each passing second. Kajal’s lewd passion was climbing higher and higher up an imaginary ladder. With her right hand rubbing her pussy, Kajal’s right hand moved inside her top and found her breast. She gently squeezed her own breast as she masturbated. Her fingers found her own nipple and she twirled it between her fingers, pinching it and squeezing it with the right amount of pressure. Her body shivered in pleasure and instantly, her vaginal secretions increased by a good amount.

She wished she had a man with him. Her mouth longed to suck something and she slid her own fingers into her mouth and sucked them like she was sucking a dick. Her nipples were completely erect. She would have loved to have a man stroke her pussy lips and finger her to orgasm before pushing his dick inside her and giving her a second orgasm…taking her to the heaven.

But she had no one with her. At this time, her fingers were her most faithful servants.

Kajal rubbed her vagina faster.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh fuckk!” she squealed.

She could feel her vagina juices spraying a bit, with the way she rubbed her pussy lips. Kajal bit her lips and kept rubbing. Pleasure was spreading through her body, travelling all over, through her nerves and her blood, perhaps.

 

Unable to take it, she slowly slid her middle finger inside her cunt.

Her finger penetrated her pussy lips and moved inside her, sliding easily inside the wet cunt. She began fingering herself, moving her finger in and out of herself. Her mouth was open and her eyes were closed, in pleasure, as her head was looking up at the heaven…her back arching as she was leaning on the tree. In fact, saliva drooled out of her open mouth and she was oblivious to it.

Her body felt like it was on fire. The heat of her passion was coursing through her body and she felt warmed up and comfortable in the chilly breeze that was blowing on her body. She began finger fucking her pussy, harder. Her thumb was pressing and massaging her clitoris. Her other hand was grabbing her breasts inside her top and squeezing them hard, like a man would squeeze a female’s breast.

Her pussy juices were spraying on the soil around her as she kept finger fucking herself. She now inserted another finger inside her cunt and fucked herself faster and harder.

Kajal’s body was shivering as she began moaning louder.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh Fuckkkkkkkkk fuuucckkkkk!”

She was trembling in supreme pleasure. She knew she was about to orgasm soon. It was coming to her. Kajal could see her orgasm crouching before her, advancing on her with each stroke she gave herself inside her pussy. She knew she was going to orgasm like she had never orgasmed before.

PCHIT! A sound of twig breaking shot out across the woods like a gunshot!

Kajal opened her eyes and looked around her, startled. Rubbing her drooling mouth and hastily pulling down her skirt, she turned in every direction and searched for the sound that interrupted her moments of pleasure.

And then she saw it.

Crouching behind some trees, they all moved into plain view.

Four men. All around her, in four different directions. They were all dark and were of different body sizes. One was tall and another was short. One was well-built while the other was chubby and fat. They all wore the same attire. A thick mesh of yellowing dried up leaves and sticks covered their crotch. Otherwise, they were pretty much naked.

How long have they been here? Had they watched what she had been doing all along?

Kajal stood up from her place, trembling. “Who are you?”

They didn’t answer. They moved forward towards her.

“Hey, who are you? Don’t come forward!”

They kept coming.

Kajal tried to run but she collided directly into the path of the tall man and he grabbed her, throwing her back into the soil with a good display of strength. She sat on the soil, her heart hammering against her ribs, trembling in fear, watching these men surround her.

Her eyes began tearing up. “Hey, what do you want, tell me? Please let me go.”

The well-built man answered.

(In reality, it was a local tribal dialect of Kannada that they spoke. Kajal could understand it slightly and respond in the little Kannada that she knew. But for reader’s comfort, I’m writing the dialogues in English.)

“You trespassed into our territory. Now, Come with us!”

Kajal whimpered. “No, wait. It was a mistake. I didn’t know.”

But they weren’t ready to listen. The three other men grabbed her and pulled her up. They started walking and dragging her, with the well-built man leading the group. Kajal tried to struggle and pull herself out from their grip. But she was a lean woman and they were quite strong. Their grip was powerful and she couldn’t escape. Kajal cried and tried to kick them.

Nothing helped.

She was dragged on and on…slowly, she resigned to her fate and began walking along with them without struggling. Her eyes were shedding tears. Her heart was fluttering fast and her body was trembling. The stench that came from these men’s bodies were very overwhelming for her.

She glanced into the distance and saw several huts…

To be continued…