16-10-2021, 08:44 PM
And just then, I started feeling what I was dreading all this while, an orgasm. As much as I wanted to deny it, these men were fucking me and the way they were going and the way my body was reacting, an orgasm was anything but obvious.
My body started shaking as the orgasm started manifesting. Fahim realised it too and started fingering me faster. Tejinder was struggling to keep his mouth latched to my nipple as my boobs shook and jiggled.
“Aargghh...Aaahh…Aaahhhh…” I moaned as the orgasm drew closer and grew stronger. Fahim didn’t stop, he wanted to draw this to the end. He fingered me faster, keeping pace with my orgasm.
“Mmmmmmppfffhhhh…” I desperately tried to muffle a scream as I felt Fahim’s shove another finger inside my pussy. That was the trigger!
“Aarrrrrgghhhhhhh…” I screamed as the orgasmed peaked. My back arched, my legs thrashed violently.
Fahim was in no mood to stop, he continued fingering me even as the orgasm peaked and that added to its intensity. I was lost in this deep sea of ecstasy, something that I hadn’t experienced in my life. I had orgasms before, my husband was skilled enough but never had I cum so intensely. The feeling of intense pleasure was also accompanied by a deep sense of self-loathing.
Fahim slowed down and eventually stopped as he saw my body go back to rest after that wild orgasm. My chest was still heaving; my eyes were closed but the tears still rolled down my cheeks.
The rustling bedsheet made me open my eyes and I saw Fahim’s silhouette move. I felt his hands firmly grab my knees and push them apart. The moment I saw him moving between my legs, I kicked him back but Fahim was too fast for me. He had anticipated it and grabbed my leg. The moment he grabbed my leg, I felt Tejinder’s hand land a tight slap land on my face. The stinging hard slap killed my resistance at that very moment.
Fahim chuckled and placed himself between my legs. I tried desperately to free my hands so I could cover my privates but the they were tied too well. His cock hovered dangerously close to my pussy. HE pointed it downward towards my pussy and I raised my hips trying to keep it away from his tool. Fahim pushed me down bringing me back in line with his waiting cock. I moved to the side, still trying to avert him and then he pushed me back.
I raised my hips again, trying desperately to avoid but it was inevitable. Fahim ran out of patience; he grabbed my waist with both his hand and pushed me down. His hands firmly pinned my hip on the bed. He inched forward and I felt his prick touch my pussy.
“Noo…Noo...Please god Nooo...” I moaned but my desperate pleas meant nothing to him. Perhaps the humanity in him was so long dead that a pleading woman couldn’t stir his soul.
I gasped loudly and raised my hip as I felt the first inch of his thick manhood slide inside me. My eyes felt liked they’d pop out and my fist clenched tightly.
Inch after inch he slid in, the slide inside was made easy because of the lubrication the orgasm had brought. But it was still painful because of the sheer thickness of his tool. I could feel the walls of my pussy stretch like they had never before.
I rotated my wrists; whether to free myself from the bound or as a reaction to the intense pulse of pleasure surging through my body was something I couldn’t decipher at that moment. My mouth was wide open and an occasional whimper would escape from it every time he shoved an inch further inside me. I felt breathless, my heart was beating so fast I thought it would tear open my chest and burst out. My eyes were wide and I am sure were blood shot.
The pain was intense, like a knife stabbing me. It felt as if an entire fist had been shoved inside me. I couldn’t breathe; my mind was blank. Absolutely blank!
“Abe yeh dekh!” I heard Fahim exclaim.
“Haha…Kya nazara hai!” Tejinder rejoiced.
“Poora andar gaya..kaha tha na..asli randi hai yeh.” Fahim said.
I inhaled deeply as the invasion stopped. I felt my senses returning again and I had heard what the men were saying to each other. I looked up and at first I couldn’t see in the pitch darkness but as my eyes got used to it, I realised what they were saying.
Fahim was really all in! Completely in! Balls deep!
I could see the thick bush of curly pubic hair touching my mound. The prickly hair of this thick bush tickled my neatly trimmed, swollen mound.
I gasped again as he withdrew albeit slowly. I could feel his organ slid out, brushing against the soft sensitive walls of my vagina. I was trembling, my breaths were short; clearly I was panicking not just about the situation I was in but the fact that he was about to go back in. And he did.
Holding on to the base of his penis, he slid his cock inside me in one swift but smooth stroke. I gasped loudly as the piercing feeling returned followed by that now familiar feeling of feeling completely stuffed.
“Pehli baar tukka nahi tha.” Fahim commented and Tejinder chuckled.
“Haan yeh to poora Lund le leti hai..” Tejinder commented.
“Haan aur yeh un sasti randiyo se jyada maza de rahi hai.” Fahim said. He slowly pulled his cock back out and slammed it back in.
“Aaahhhhhhhh…” I gasped. This was the third time he was shoving it inside me but it still made me gasp.
“Aaaah…….aaaaaahh…..aaaaaaaahhh…” I groaned everytime he slammed his cock in. There was not an iota of mercy in these men. I was used to the delicate and passionate love making with my husband and not this brutish, merciless hammering which I was being subjected to.
Fahim placed my legs on his thighs, leaned over a little and started fucking me. I gripped the ties binding my hands tightly as he picked up pace.
“Ummmm…urrmmmggphhh…” I struggled to stop myself from moaning. I couldn’t let my body betray me. I couldn’t let myself be ravaged like this. I couldn’t..simply couldn’t.
“Aarrggghh…haaaa..” I groaned as he started slamming his cock inside me faster and harder. My body betrayed me! I was being bangd! I shouldn’t have reacted this way.
“Hahahaha…dekh ise…” Tejinder laughed enjoying the sight. I shot an angry look at him but that made him laugh harder.
“Haan..yeh bhi randi hai bas ekdum tight aur sexy hai…” Fahim said as he continued fucking me hard.
“Aaaaahh..no…Jane do mujhe!” I pleaded to Fahim. I had already lost my modesty, I was barely holding on to my dignity and now I didn’t want to destroy my self esteem.
A pleading, crying, begging woman didn’t seem to have any empathetic effect on Fahim, infact it spurred him on even more. He doubled down on fucking me and fucked faster and harder. His hips slammed into my crotch, his cock went in to the hilt inside my cunt.
“Aaahhaaaaahhaaaaa…” I screamed. Hoping someone would hear my wails and come to rescue me. But my wails sounded more of pleasure and less of pain. Even if anyone would hear it, one would obviously conclude that I was being pleasured and who would want to disturb a intense bout of sex.
Tejinder was kneeling next to me, slapping his cock on my boobs and stroking it intermittently. He kept himself busy, squeezing and playing with my tits while his friend fucked me hard. He was growing impatient, waiting for his turn to fuck me. After all, it was him who found me, he made the first move on me in the kitchen and now on the bed.
Fahim seemed to sense his buddy’s impatience and suddenly stopped. He stepped aside and kneeled besides me. Tejinder's impatience was obvious when he hopped in between my legs and without a respite stuffed his cock in my cunt.
I had a brief respite for a few seconds but now I was back to being ravaged. Tejinder was thicker than Fahim and his abrupt entry was even more painful than Fahim's. He very impatiently and forcefully stuffed his cock inch after inch inside my till like Fahim, he too was inside completely inside myHe didn’t not let me breath in relief and started hammering my cunt the very next moment.
“Aaarrrgghhhh..” I groaned in agony as my pussy was stretched to its limit. It had been so stretched since my delivery and this hurt. That did not matter to him as he fucked me as hard and fast as his buddy a couple of minutes ago.
Tejinder’s hands were pushing down my thighs, separating them, allowing him more room to slam his cock in my pussy. His heavy balls slammed against my swollen cunt evoking that vulgar and loud slapping sound.
Just like Fahim, Tejinder fucked me relentlessly, non stop. The men had incredibly stamina and staying power. They didn’t slow down, take a break like my husband did. They just kept fucking me at the same pace minute after minute.
I was so disoriented from the relentless intercourse, I didn’t realise Fahim wasn’t kneeling next to me. He wasn’t even on the bed. I looked around and saw him on the couch near the window, sitting completely naked, smoking his bidi and watching his buddy fuck me.
My body started shaking as the orgasm started manifesting. Fahim realised it too and started fingering me faster. Tejinder was struggling to keep his mouth latched to my nipple as my boobs shook and jiggled.
“Aargghh...Aaahh…Aaahhhh…” I moaned as the orgasm drew closer and grew stronger. Fahim didn’t stop, he wanted to draw this to the end. He fingered me faster, keeping pace with my orgasm.
“Mmmmmmppfffhhhh…” I desperately tried to muffle a scream as I felt Fahim’s shove another finger inside my pussy. That was the trigger!
“Aarrrrrgghhhhhhh…” I screamed as the orgasmed peaked. My back arched, my legs thrashed violently.
Fahim was in no mood to stop, he continued fingering me even as the orgasm peaked and that added to its intensity. I was lost in this deep sea of ecstasy, something that I hadn’t experienced in my life. I had orgasms before, my husband was skilled enough but never had I cum so intensely. The feeling of intense pleasure was also accompanied by a deep sense of self-loathing.
Fahim slowed down and eventually stopped as he saw my body go back to rest after that wild orgasm. My chest was still heaving; my eyes were closed but the tears still rolled down my cheeks.
The rustling bedsheet made me open my eyes and I saw Fahim’s silhouette move. I felt his hands firmly grab my knees and push them apart. The moment I saw him moving between my legs, I kicked him back but Fahim was too fast for me. He had anticipated it and grabbed my leg. The moment he grabbed my leg, I felt Tejinder’s hand land a tight slap land on my face. The stinging hard slap killed my resistance at that very moment.
Fahim chuckled and placed himself between my legs. I tried desperately to free my hands so I could cover my privates but the they were tied too well. His cock hovered dangerously close to my pussy. HE pointed it downward towards my pussy and I raised my hips trying to keep it away from his tool. Fahim pushed me down bringing me back in line with his waiting cock. I moved to the side, still trying to avert him and then he pushed me back.
I raised my hips again, trying desperately to avoid but it was inevitable. Fahim ran out of patience; he grabbed my waist with both his hand and pushed me down. His hands firmly pinned my hip on the bed. He inched forward and I felt his prick touch my pussy.
“Noo…Noo...Please god Nooo...” I moaned but my desperate pleas meant nothing to him. Perhaps the humanity in him was so long dead that a pleading woman couldn’t stir his soul.
I gasped loudly and raised my hip as I felt the first inch of his thick manhood slide inside me. My eyes felt liked they’d pop out and my fist clenched tightly.
Inch after inch he slid in, the slide inside was made easy because of the lubrication the orgasm had brought. But it was still painful because of the sheer thickness of his tool. I could feel the walls of my pussy stretch like they had never before.
I rotated my wrists; whether to free myself from the bound or as a reaction to the intense pulse of pleasure surging through my body was something I couldn’t decipher at that moment. My mouth was wide open and an occasional whimper would escape from it every time he shoved an inch further inside me. I felt breathless, my heart was beating so fast I thought it would tear open my chest and burst out. My eyes were wide and I am sure were blood shot.
The pain was intense, like a knife stabbing me. It felt as if an entire fist had been shoved inside me. I couldn’t breathe; my mind was blank. Absolutely blank!
“Abe yeh dekh!” I heard Fahim exclaim.
“Haha…Kya nazara hai!” Tejinder rejoiced.
“Poora andar gaya..kaha tha na..asli randi hai yeh.” Fahim said.
I inhaled deeply as the invasion stopped. I felt my senses returning again and I had heard what the men were saying to each other. I looked up and at first I couldn’t see in the pitch darkness but as my eyes got used to it, I realised what they were saying.
Fahim was really all in! Completely in! Balls deep!
I could see the thick bush of curly pubic hair touching my mound. The prickly hair of this thick bush tickled my neatly trimmed, swollen mound.
I gasped again as he withdrew albeit slowly. I could feel his organ slid out, brushing against the soft sensitive walls of my vagina. I was trembling, my breaths were short; clearly I was panicking not just about the situation I was in but the fact that he was about to go back in. And he did.
Holding on to the base of his penis, he slid his cock inside me in one swift but smooth stroke. I gasped loudly as the piercing feeling returned followed by that now familiar feeling of feeling completely stuffed.
“Pehli baar tukka nahi tha.” Fahim commented and Tejinder chuckled.
“Haan yeh to poora Lund le leti hai..” Tejinder commented.
“Haan aur yeh un sasti randiyo se jyada maza de rahi hai.” Fahim said. He slowly pulled his cock back out and slammed it back in.
“Aaahhhhhhhh…” I gasped. This was the third time he was shoving it inside me but it still made me gasp.
“Aaaah…….aaaaaahh…..aaaaaaaahhh…” I groaned everytime he slammed his cock in. There was not an iota of mercy in these men. I was used to the delicate and passionate love making with my husband and not this brutish, merciless hammering which I was being subjected to.
Fahim placed my legs on his thighs, leaned over a little and started fucking me. I gripped the ties binding my hands tightly as he picked up pace.
“Ummmm…urrmmmggphhh…” I struggled to stop myself from moaning. I couldn’t let my body betray me. I couldn’t let myself be ravaged like this. I couldn’t..simply couldn’t.
“Aarrggghh…haaaa..” I groaned as he started slamming his cock inside me faster and harder. My body betrayed me! I was being bangd! I shouldn’t have reacted this way.
“Hahahaha…dekh ise…” Tejinder laughed enjoying the sight. I shot an angry look at him but that made him laugh harder.
“Haan..yeh bhi randi hai bas ekdum tight aur sexy hai…” Fahim said as he continued fucking me hard.
“Aaaaahh..no…Jane do mujhe!” I pleaded to Fahim. I had already lost my modesty, I was barely holding on to my dignity and now I didn’t want to destroy my self esteem.
A pleading, crying, begging woman didn’t seem to have any empathetic effect on Fahim, infact it spurred him on even more. He doubled down on fucking me and fucked faster and harder. His hips slammed into my crotch, his cock went in to the hilt inside my cunt.
“Aaahhaaaaahhaaaaa…” I screamed. Hoping someone would hear my wails and come to rescue me. But my wails sounded more of pleasure and less of pain. Even if anyone would hear it, one would obviously conclude that I was being pleasured and who would want to disturb a intense bout of sex.
Tejinder was kneeling next to me, slapping his cock on my boobs and stroking it intermittently. He kept himself busy, squeezing and playing with my tits while his friend fucked me hard. He was growing impatient, waiting for his turn to fuck me. After all, it was him who found me, he made the first move on me in the kitchen and now on the bed.
Fahim seemed to sense his buddy’s impatience and suddenly stopped. He stepped aside and kneeled besides me. Tejinder's impatience was obvious when he hopped in between my legs and without a respite stuffed his cock in my cunt.
I had a brief respite for a few seconds but now I was back to being ravaged. Tejinder was thicker than Fahim and his abrupt entry was even more painful than Fahim's. He very impatiently and forcefully stuffed his cock inch after inch inside my till like Fahim, he too was inside completely inside myHe didn’t not let me breath in relief and started hammering my cunt the very next moment.
“Aaarrrgghhhh..” I groaned in agony as my pussy was stretched to its limit. It had been so stretched since my delivery and this hurt. That did not matter to him as he fucked me as hard and fast as his buddy a couple of minutes ago.
Tejinder’s hands were pushing down my thighs, separating them, allowing him more room to slam his cock in my pussy. His heavy balls slammed against my swollen cunt evoking that vulgar and loud slapping sound.
Just like Fahim, Tejinder fucked me relentlessly, non stop. The men had incredibly stamina and staying power. They didn’t slow down, take a break like my husband did. They just kept fucking me at the same pace minute after minute.
I was so disoriented from the relentless intercourse, I didn’t realise Fahim wasn’t kneeling next to me. He wasn’t even on the bed. I looked around and saw him on the couch near the window, sitting completely naked, smoking his bidi and watching his buddy fuck me.
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