Misc. Erotica The Exploitation of Innocent Sonal - by hornynri

[ray.rowdy]

"Okay. Get up." Raul said harshly, taking his hand off her back.

 

She got up off his lap and stood up. Her panties were still bunched up around her thighs, and she reached down to pull them up, when Raul said,

 

"Take them off."

 

Not wanting to get hit again, Sonal meekly rolled down her panties, and stepped out of them, standing there completely naked. She put her hands in front of her bush to hide it from Raul.

 

"Hmm...hairy... never trim or shave down there, do you?" Raul said getting off the couch and standing right in front of her.

 

Sonal shook her head. Tears were still streaming down her face, but she was not crying inconsolably, Raul noted.

 

"Raise your hands. Up above your head."

 

She did as told, and her D-cup tits heaved slightly upwards.

 

"You shave your armpit I see. Then why not your pussy?" Raul smirked.

 

Sonal knew it was a rhetorical question, so did not answer. Just kept weeping silently as she stood naked with her hands raised.

 

"Now, turn slowly all the way, so I can get a good look at what we have here."

 

Sonal turned around gradually, exposing her entire naked body to a man she had just met a while back. No one except Sharad had seen her naked. And he too, usually preferred to have the lights out when they had sex.

 

As Raul examined her turning body, he realized that he had hit an even bigger jackpot than he had first imagined. This was not just some big-titted woman with a nice face. She was an exquisite beauty, with elegant curves all along her body. Her back narrowed gracefully into a slender waist and then flowed outwards into round, full, and soft yet firm buttocks. She truly was a perfect 10. He chuckled as he saw his handiwork on her milky ass, red palm prints.

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Sonal completed the circle and came to a standstill, her arms still raised.

 

"This bush is a little too hairy." Raul said, running his fingers over her mound. "How do you wear swimsuits?"

 

"I don't." Sonal said with a sad sigh.

 

"What?" Raul asked, surprised.

 

"I don't wear swimsuits."

 

"Then what do you wear at the beach?"

 

"Sari. Sometimes jeans." she said truthfully. as much as she had gotten used to everyone being in skimpy beachwear on Florida's beaches, she could never bring herself to wear even a single-piece bathing suit, leave alone a bikini. On Indian beaches, women never wear skimpy stuff. They usually stay covered up as their husbands or sons play in water dressed in swimwear or underwear.

 

"No wonder. Well, this won't do for tonight." Raul said. "can't even see your cunt lips through all this hair. Where is your cunt?"

 

Raul said and with two fingers, poked between Sonals legs. She drew her breath in sharply as the fingers rubbed against the entrance of her cunt. Raul noticed, much to his delight that there was some moistness. She was not leaking juice or anything, but there was some moistness as opposed to it being bone dry in the case of someone who was petrified. Standing here naked and getting spanked had clearly turned this supposedly traditional bitch on, he thought.

 

Sonal herself had been conflicted about what she was feeling. The overwhelming emotion was one of fear and regret, but she was also feeling weird, good weird, in a way she rarely felt. She began to realize that a small part of her was turned on at this dirty fat man treating her like a sexual plaything.

 

After running his fingers over her cunt a couple of times, Raul dipped in, and Sonal moaned. He realized that the moistness was increasing as he thrust the two fingers in easily until they were halfway inside, and then took them out. He look upwards at her face and saw her eyes were closed, the tears had stopped, and her lips were parted open. Her hands were still raised above her head.

 

Bitch likes my fingers in there, Raul thought, and started moving his fingers in and out, harder. He was delighted when in a few seconds, Sonal's knees bent slightly, and her thighs parted, giving him easier access. She had not meant to do it. Her body had reacted on its own. As the realization hit her about what she had done, she started straightening her knees again. As soon as she did that, Raul took his fingers out, her cunt noted the withdrawal, and a slight groan escaped from her mouth involuntarily.

 

"On your knees!" Raul said, and sucked on his fingers. He loved the bitter-salty taste of pussy juice.

 

Sonal obediently got down on her knees. Her face was now inches away from the crotch of Raul's shorts. And she noticed a bulge in it. His big belly ballooned out of the waistband of his shorts. And as she looked up, she noticed his double chin, and realized once again what an ugly fat man this was that she was naked with. Although his fingers had worked her up, a look at him disgusted her, and she considered just running out of his room. But she knew that if he caught her, he would hit her again, and she did not want that.

 

"You know what I want you to do." Raul said and gently slapped her on the cheek.

 

Sonal looked up into his eyes and saw a perverted look. He gestured with his eyes, and it became clear what he wanted. And she almost gagged at the very thought. She was not a big fan of oral sex. Sharad had asked her to suck his dick a few times, and she had reluctantly done it. But she did not seem too good at it, because he would tell her to stop after a couple of minutes and put it in her pussy. She had never managed to make Sharad cum in her mouth. He also knew she did not enjoy it, so did not ask her much for it. Besides, he never licked her down there either, so in general, they did not indulge in oral sex too much. She had grown up thinking it was dirty and unhygienic anyway.