Adultery Rich girl Jyoti Ruined& Reduced to a Low Class Common Whore

[RRahul]

Jyoti- “ruko!” (wait!)

Imran- “kya hai be?!” (what is it?!)

Jyoti- “comdom pahen lo” (wear a condom)

Imran- “kyu? Tujhe AIDS hai kya?” (why? Do you have AIDS?)

Jyoti- “n..n…nehi, mai pregnant ho sakti hu…” (n…n…n…no, I can get pregnant)


Imran- “hahaha toh kya?” (hahaha then what?)

Jyoti- “nehi, plz nehi, meri shaadi bhi nehi hui hai” (no… plz I’m not even married)


Imran- “hmmmmm theek hai, ek kam karte hai, condom toh me pahenunga nehi,
teri jaise maal ko toh me chamdi se chamdi satake lunga, beech me koi rubber nehi aane dunga… par apna maal ander nehi daalunga, kya kehna hai rundi?” (hmmmm okay, let’s do one thing… condom I’m not going to wear, I’m going to have you skin to skin baby, but I wont cum inside you… what do you say whore?)




Jyoti- “n n n n nehi aap plz condom hi pahen li gie” (n n n n you please wear a condom)




Imran now realized that he had to take extraordinary measures so he began to rub her clit with his cock head, up and down, round and round, faster and faster…. Jyoti’s position was getting more and more delicate, she was totally lost, her eyes were rolling behind her head, basically she was fainting with pleasure. Then Imran withdrew his cock from her clit, Jyoti realized this and she instinctively began to buck her hips in an attempt to convince him to start again but Imran was just over her watching her facial expression and seeing this rich aristocratic bitch break in front of him. Jyoti was tensed on not being able to enjoy that sublime pleasure, she began to use her hand to reach between her legs and grabbed Imran’s cock, and was trying to pull it towards her pussy, just then Imran caught hold of her arm and said.





Imran- “itni jaldi nehi, pehle bata, meri shart manzoor hai?” (not so quick, first tell me, do you agree to my condition?)



Jyoti- “k…kkk kaunsi shart?” (w…what condition?)


Imran- “ki mai condom nehi pahnunga” (that I wont wear a condom)
Now as a sweetening in the deal again Imran took his cock head and gently massaged her swollen clit a few times and withdrew again, this all happened in a millisecond.



Jyoti- “haan haan theek hai, plz…. Mat pehno condom par nikal lena…….” (ok ok do it, don’t wear a condom but don’t keep me waiting)




This was the green signal which Imran was waiting for, he again put his cock on her pussy and began a steady push, first of all he rubbed it up and down until it dug in so that it was about a quarter of an inch inside (not even the entire head) then he began to slow and steadily began to push, Jyoti was feeling the full force of his cock, she was feeling like she was being split apart by the size of his big log inside her velvet tunnel. 


Imran told her that, “jaaneman kuch time ke liye hi dard hoga, fir maza hi maza hai” (darling it will only pain for some time and then it’s just fun). Then he slapped the inner part of her thighs hard forcing her to separate her legs he commented, “jaaneman, pairo ko failao, isse choot ki chaudai badhti hai, nehi toh tere iss phool se choot ka kachumar ban jaiga” (darling spread your legs, this will increase the diameter of your pussy, if you don’t then it’ll rip your pussy apart). So if you watching the scene from behind all you would see was milky white aristocratic Jyoti being pinned down by this massive plebian brute, her thunder thighs spread on either sides laterally and her hands clasping onto Imran’s arms, Imran’s legs supporting his massive bulk over her delicate body. His coal black ass making small thrusts as his missile like black, dirty cock tries to plough into the fertile fields of this whore. Okay so Imran knew that if he were to make a quick thrust then it would probally make her faint with the pain so he had to take it slow




. He could feel that his cock head (only half of it in at the time) was facing immense pressue form her pussy walls. He had fucked new pieces which had entered his kotha (whore house) before, many of which were virgins indeed but none of them were as tight as her, it was a new experience for him also. He kept up the steady pressure on her pussy, his cock was barely making any inroads, his cock was bending from the tightness of her pussy despite it being lubricated like a snail. He applied more pressure until both of them were in great pain, Jyoti was trying to slap and scratch his chest to try and stop him but he was going nowhere, he would have pushed even if his cock broke in two. Then suddenly… pop!!! The head slid inside, Jyoti felt like she gave birth but in reverse!!! Instead of the head coming out of the hole his cock’s head went inside the hole…. Her pussy wrapped around the base of his cock like a glove, Imran knew that the hardest part was over. He took some time to rest and pant until the pain of getting his cock inside subsided, drops of sweat were dripping off of his body and fae onto Jyoti’s forming a puddle between her boobs and flowing down like a waterfall and collecting in her naval like a stinky pond. Imran’s fanatical beard was rubbing against Jyoti’s chest (the region between her neck and boobs) like sandpaper but it send pulses of pleasure on her pussy. 






Just then when Imran caught his breath he started round 2 of the destruction of Jyoti, without warning he against started his slow and steady pushing because till now only his head was inside. Her pussy was struggling to accommodate such a giant anaconda and the walls of her velvet tube were under great stress. She was flailing her legs around as to relieve the pressure and tapping her hands on Imran’s forearm as a wrestler does to get out of a choke holk, but this was no wrestling match and Irman was not bound to any rules. Imran kept pushing, occasionally kissing Jyoti, or biting her nipples until her constant “UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU” “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” was punctuated by a crisp “OUCH!” he kept pushing like a bull in a china shop trying to destroy whatever came in his way. As Imran was pushing into her pussy he was making constant adjustments on the angle of his thrust.



 (As any experienced reader might know that when you fuck a virgin, it’s not like fucking a whore, it’s like pushing straight in, imagine yourself pushing your hand inside a heaped blanket, many layers of fabric, so you have to adjust to go inside, likewise when you’re fucking a virgin, most of the times her pussy walls accumulate over your cock like folds of a blanket and you have to adjust as to make those folds pass over your cock head, and not in front)… anyways he kept pushing, ignoring the cries of Jyoti and requests to stop, he pushed 1 inch, than 2 and then 3…. As he pushed in he took the time to go back and make a few quick shallow thrusts as to keep the hole open and make her accommodate to his giant cock, Jyoti was now just beginning to feel the sensations of pleasure slowly subsiding the initial pain and shock of having a cock, almost that size of her arm inside her pussy. Just then as he was thrusting and near the 3 inch mark he reached what he was looking for…. He wicked smile formed on his face, which scared Jyoti, he felt a very thin, almost paper thin membrane touch his cockhead, it was her prize, it was her cherry, it was her HYMEN! It was like a seal to an expensive product…. Only the first owner gets to break it, when owner changes the product will still be as valuable but no one will quite enjoy as the first owner…. What did he do next????