02-05-2019, 07:50 PM
That comment and the laughter, far from upsetting me, made me even more eager about what I was doing. I used my right hand to grab his dick and move it to the side as I sucked his other ball. Some of the pubic hair came loose and got stuck on my tongue. So I took my mouth away and spat the hair out, reflexively coughing a little. I looked up into his eyes. Looked up the non-descript daily wage migrant who I normally would not throw a second glance. And here I was sucking his balls, squatting there half-naked His face wore a proud expression as he was experiencing what was probably the pinnacle of his existence. He was lording over a rich high class memsaab who was squatting under him, sucking his balls and spitting out his pubic hair.
It must have been an empowering moment because I felt his other hand go behind me. His fingers struggled with the clasp of my bra for a few seconds, suggesting that he wasn't really experienced in the act of taking bras off. Finally he got the hook loose. I moved my arms to let the bra come off, and then finally moved my attention from his balls to his dick. I was able to take all of it in at the first attempt. But I sucked it more gently, wanting his pleasure to last longer.
From the corner of my eye, I saw that my D-cup bra was being passed around the room. The men were rubbing it against their face, smelling the insides of the cup for the scent of my sweat and my perfume, imagining how those things had held up the huge jugs that were now swinging right there as I sucked the man's dick.
Meanwhile the guy next to him, eager for his turn, was inching closer and closer. One hand on his dick, he bent down and with the other hand started playing with my tits. I shivered at the touch of his rough sweaty palms on my nipples.
"Haha, so eager that you are ganging up on memsaab, huh?" Birju editorialized. "Don't worry, she is experienced in handling multiple men at the same time."
As if to prove Birju's point, I moved my right hand to this new guy's dick and started gently stroking it even as I sucked the dick in my mouth. My lefthand was playing with the huge balls, and randomly trying to detect cancerous lumps.
All the squatting was making my back hurt so I got down on my knees, clad only in my red lace boyshorts panties. I positioned myself between the two men. I moved my mouth to the third guy's dick and sucked it for a few moments. It was uncircumcised, giving hints about his background. His body didn't seem to mind that I was dividing my attention between them, now jacking his dick off with my hand as I sucked the other one. And then I switched back after a couple of minutes. I was being a really horny slut, attacking the two dicks with my mouth and my hands very efficiently.
Suddenly I felt a big smack on my ass. I took my face off the dick I was sucking and looked back. It was Birju, with a wide grin on his face, bent down with his huge palm next to my ass.
"Look at the way you are hungrily sucking their dicks. Didn't you have lunch?"
He spanked me hard over my panties again making me yelp a little, and the momentum pushed my face into one of the men's dicks.
"Or maybe that is your secret diet, right, memsaab? Eating so much cum everyday is how you maintain such a heavenly hourglass figure. Where your waist is so thin and your stomach is so flat but your ass is big, fat and round."
The other men seemed surprised but also pervertedly delighted at Birju trash talking a high class memsaab and spanking her ass like she was some misbehaving child. Suddenly the guy on my left moved towards my back bent down and landed a couple of spanks of his own. None of these spanks were hard enough to hurt me but I made OWWWW noises loudly, knowing it would make the men happy.
How rapidly things change in this new lifestyle I had embraced, I pondered. A few hours ago, I was a powerful bank manager's wife, dressed in an elegant sari, surrounded by my social peers as I munched on samosas and sipped juice while making small talk. And here I was, surrounded by a bunch of penniless migrant workers, wearing just my panties as I sucked their dicks and got spanked loudly.
After spanking me a few times, the guy straightened and I got back to my double blowjob task. Birju also took a step back and let me continue. In a couple of minutes, both men came inside my mouth and I swallowed my "secret diet" as Birju had called it.
I got up to move to the next man. As I walked, I slipped my fingers into the back of my panties to adjust them. The squatting, the kneeling, and the spanks had made the panties ride up my ass crack and I was pulling the fabric off. I noticed that a few of the men saw what I was doing and smiled with pleasure. I guess that act was yet another reminder of how I, an unattainable high class woman, had been brought down to the common level. Everyone in the world, male or female, experiences the phenomenon of underwear riding up and having to pull it out. To see an ethereal beauty, nearly naked, doing that, seemed to tickle a lot of the guys. And it tickled me too.
Smiling shyly, I got on my knees again in front of the next guy. Hello, what do we have here, I said to myself. The man's circumcised dick was only semi-erect and resting lazily over his balls. I took it as a minor insult that even after all I had done, flashing my pussy and my ass, sucking off other guys, getting spanked, this guy couldn't even get it all the way up. But as I noticed the dormant snake, I realize that there was some potential here. Even in that semi-erect state, the dick was about 6 inches long and reasonably thick. I looked up at the guy. He was skinny and short, but seemed to be packing a disproportionately large weapon. Maybe, I reasoned, he was having trouble getting or staying hard because the dick was substantial and would require a lot of blood.
No problem, I thought to myself. I could coax all the blood necessary into his penile veins. Staring into his eyes I wrapped my lips around the soft but thick sausage and sucked hard. The dick seemed to respond instantly and I felt it getting thicker inside my mouth.
"Mmmm..." the guy put his hand on my cheeks and moaned.
It must have been an empowering moment because I felt his other hand go behind me. His fingers struggled with the clasp of my bra for a few seconds, suggesting that he wasn't really experienced in the act of taking bras off. Finally he got the hook loose. I moved my arms to let the bra come off, and then finally moved my attention from his balls to his dick. I was able to take all of it in at the first attempt. But I sucked it more gently, wanting his pleasure to last longer.
From the corner of my eye, I saw that my D-cup bra was being passed around the room. The men were rubbing it against their face, smelling the insides of the cup for the scent of my sweat and my perfume, imagining how those things had held up the huge jugs that were now swinging right there as I sucked the man's dick.
Meanwhile the guy next to him, eager for his turn, was inching closer and closer. One hand on his dick, he bent down and with the other hand started playing with my tits. I shivered at the touch of his rough sweaty palms on my nipples.
"Haha, so eager that you are ganging up on memsaab, huh?" Birju editorialized. "Don't worry, she is experienced in handling multiple men at the same time."
As if to prove Birju's point, I moved my right hand to this new guy's dick and started gently stroking it even as I sucked the dick in my mouth. My lefthand was playing with the huge balls, and randomly trying to detect cancerous lumps.
All the squatting was making my back hurt so I got down on my knees, clad only in my red lace boyshorts panties. I positioned myself between the two men. I moved my mouth to the third guy's dick and sucked it for a few moments. It was uncircumcised, giving hints about his background. His body didn't seem to mind that I was dividing my attention between them, now jacking his dick off with my hand as I sucked the other one. And then I switched back after a couple of minutes. I was being a really horny slut, attacking the two dicks with my mouth and my hands very efficiently.
Suddenly I felt a big smack on my ass. I took my face off the dick I was sucking and looked back. It was Birju, with a wide grin on his face, bent down with his huge palm next to my ass.
"Look at the way you are hungrily sucking their dicks. Didn't you have lunch?"
He spanked me hard over my panties again making me yelp a little, and the momentum pushed my face into one of the men's dicks.
"Or maybe that is your secret diet, right, memsaab? Eating so much cum everyday is how you maintain such a heavenly hourglass figure. Where your waist is so thin and your stomach is so flat but your ass is big, fat and round."
The other men seemed surprised but also pervertedly delighted at Birju trash talking a high class memsaab and spanking her ass like she was some misbehaving child. Suddenly the guy on my left moved towards my back bent down and landed a couple of spanks of his own. None of these spanks were hard enough to hurt me but I made OWWWW noises loudly, knowing it would make the men happy.
How rapidly things change in this new lifestyle I had embraced, I pondered. A few hours ago, I was a powerful bank manager's wife, dressed in an elegant sari, surrounded by my social peers as I munched on samosas and sipped juice while making small talk. And here I was, surrounded by a bunch of penniless migrant workers, wearing just my panties as I sucked their dicks and got spanked loudly.
After spanking me a few times, the guy straightened and I got back to my double blowjob task. Birju also took a step back and let me continue. In a couple of minutes, both men came inside my mouth and I swallowed my "secret diet" as Birju had called it.
I got up to move to the next man. As I walked, I slipped my fingers into the back of my panties to adjust them. The squatting, the kneeling, and the spanks had made the panties ride up my ass crack and I was pulling the fabric off. I noticed that a few of the men saw what I was doing and smiled with pleasure. I guess that act was yet another reminder of how I, an unattainable high class woman, had been brought down to the common level. Everyone in the world, male or female, experiences the phenomenon of underwear riding up and having to pull it out. To see an ethereal beauty, nearly naked, doing that, seemed to tickle a lot of the guys. And it tickled me too.
Smiling shyly, I got on my knees again in front of the next guy. Hello, what do we have here, I said to myself. The man's circumcised dick was only semi-erect and resting lazily over his balls. I took it as a minor insult that even after all I had done, flashing my pussy and my ass, sucking off other guys, getting spanked, this guy couldn't even get it all the way up. But as I noticed the dormant snake, I realize that there was some potential here. Even in that semi-erect state, the dick was about 6 inches long and reasonably thick. I looked up at the guy. He was skinny and short, but seemed to be packing a disproportionately large weapon. Maybe, I reasoned, he was having trouble getting or staying hard because the dick was substantial and would require a lot of blood.
No problem, I thought to myself. I could coax all the blood necessary into his penile veins. Staring into his eyes I wrapped my lips around the soft but thick sausage and sucked hard. The dick seemed to respond instantly and I felt it getting thicker inside my mouth.
"Mmmm..." the guy put his hand on my cheeks and moaned.
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