10-05-2019, 03:09 PM
After about 15 squats, my back started hurting. The weight of my tits was generally massive enough to cause my back problems anyway. Add the squats and the swaying and it really started to hurt. Thankfully, Guruji said,
"Okay, that's enough."
I wasn't sure how long I could have gone on, so was delighted when he asked me to stop. Of course, I could have stopped any time I wanted. He was nothing to me. But as I had recently realized, I found some kind of depraved and heightened pleasure in being submissive to dominant old men. I sat on the floor on my ass trying to regain my breath. I looked at the wrestlers who were staring at my fully nude body hungrily, with big erections still visible in their briefs.
"Put this on again." the old man threw me his kurta and I promptly slipped it on.
I didn't know if I was expected to get back on his lap too, so I just stayed sitting on the floor awaiting further instructions. Now that most of my nudity was covered, the blatant staring from the wrestlers also decreased. They focused on their practice. I looked all around me for a clock but there was none to be found.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"Why? Do you have some appointment with a customer, whore?" the old man sharply asked.
"No. I have actual work to do. Software." I answered testily.
"You do actual work too? I am amazed. I thought work for you meant being on your back with your legs parted." he sarcastically said. Then he looked at his watch. "It's almost 4 PM."
"Birju, I need to be home by 6." I said, ignoring the insult.
But my original tormentor just nodded and said nothing. For the next several minutes, thing proceeded as they were. The four bulky wrestlers kept bouting strenuously with each other. Guruji and Birju kept watching them and passing occasional comments. And I sat on the floor dressed in that kurta, wondering what the hell was going on. I kept looking at the nearly naked aroused wrestlers and the two men on the cot turn by turn.
Then I noticed that the two men on the cot exchanged a few meaningful looks. I had no idea what that was all about. But suddenly Guruji got up and reached for a cellphone sitting on his cot.
"I have to go make a long phone call related to work. I will be busy for about half an hour." he announced. "You guys keep practicing!"
And the old man got up and walked away. He dialed a number on his phone, and talking on it, he walked into the door inside.
"Come here, memsaab." Birju said a couple of minutes after Guruji left. "Please come and suck my dick."
The wrestlers heard this and I noticed them pausing. Here was an ugly brutish man like Birju making such a lewd demand of me in public. I am sure they were keen to see how I reacted. Well, the way I reacted was getting on all fours and crawling towards Birju. I could feel the back of the kurta bottom flap against my ass as I crawled. I was extremely horny by now. I had wondered why all these men weren't fucking me, but above all, I was wondering why my old friend Birju wasn't fucking me after making so many advances in recent days.
I crawled up to between his legs. He started pulling up his lungi slowly, revealing his hairy legs. Eventually, his dick came into view.Still on all fours, I opened my mouth, bent forward and started sucking it.
"Your mouth is just as amazing as I remember it!" Birju happily exclaimed spanking my ass over the kurta.
"Your dick is just as hard as I remember it." I said before swallowing it again.
Imagine the weird scene that was now unfolding. I was sucking Birju's dick hungrily while the four guys kept wrestling sincerely. The kurta I was wearing given to me by Guruji was enough to cover my upper half. But bent over on all fours like I was, it exposed a lot to anyone behind me. And all those guys were behind me. I was sure they got a great detailed look at my naked pussy and asshole and half my ass. I really wanted to be fucked so I casually reached back and pulled the back of the kurta up. Now they could see my whole ass.
"Do you guys like what you see?" Birju asked as I sucked his dick.
From the corner of my eye, I could see the wrestlers nodding.
"If any of you want to fuck her, you can. She is a total slut. She won't mind. Will you, memsaab?" Birju asked.
In response, I just swayed my ample ass sideways to tempt them. I really did want them inside me.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" I heard a couple of guys shout.
"Sorry, but I have to take this chance." I heard a meek voice say apologetically.
And soon I felt a male presence behind me. He pushed the back of the kurta up even further. I heard a rustle of fabric suggesting that a langot was being undone. And soon, I felt the tip of a hard dick push against the opening of my cunt.
"Okay, that's enough."
I wasn't sure how long I could have gone on, so was delighted when he asked me to stop. Of course, I could have stopped any time I wanted. He was nothing to me. But as I had recently realized, I found some kind of depraved and heightened pleasure in being submissive to dominant old men. I sat on the floor on my ass trying to regain my breath. I looked at the wrestlers who were staring at my fully nude body hungrily, with big erections still visible in their briefs.
"Put this on again." the old man threw me his kurta and I promptly slipped it on.
I didn't know if I was expected to get back on his lap too, so I just stayed sitting on the floor awaiting further instructions. Now that most of my nudity was covered, the blatant staring from the wrestlers also decreased. They focused on their practice. I looked all around me for a clock but there was none to be found.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"Why? Do you have some appointment with a customer, whore?" the old man sharply asked.
"No. I have actual work to do. Software." I answered testily.
"You do actual work too? I am amazed. I thought work for you meant being on your back with your legs parted." he sarcastically said. Then he looked at his watch. "It's almost 4 PM."
"Birju, I need to be home by 6." I said, ignoring the insult.
But my original tormentor just nodded and said nothing. For the next several minutes, thing proceeded as they were. The four bulky wrestlers kept bouting strenuously with each other. Guruji and Birju kept watching them and passing occasional comments. And I sat on the floor dressed in that kurta, wondering what the hell was going on. I kept looking at the nearly naked aroused wrestlers and the two men on the cot turn by turn.
Then I noticed that the two men on the cot exchanged a few meaningful looks. I had no idea what that was all about. But suddenly Guruji got up and reached for a cellphone sitting on his cot.
"I have to go make a long phone call related to work. I will be busy for about half an hour." he announced. "You guys keep practicing!"
And the old man got up and walked away. He dialed a number on his phone, and talking on it, he walked into the door inside.
"Come here, memsaab." Birju said a couple of minutes after Guruji left. "Please come and suck my dick."
The wrestlers heard this and I noticed them pausing. Here was an ugly brutish man like Birju making such a lewd demand of me in public. I am sure they were keen to see how I reacted. Well, the way I reacted was getting on all fours and crawling towards Birju. I could feel the back of the kurta bottom flap against my ass as I crawled. I was extremely horny by now. I had wondered why all these men weren't fucking me, but above all, I was wondering why my old friend Birju wasn't fucking me after making so many advances in recent days.
I crawled up to between his legs. He started pulling up his lungi slowly, revealing his hairy legs. Eventually, his dick came into view.Still on all fours, I opened my mouth, bent forward and started sucking it.
"Your mouth is just as amazing as I remember it!" Birju happily exclaimed spanking my ass over the kurta.
"Your dick is just as hard as I remember it." I said before swallowing it again.
Imagine the weird scene that was now unfolding. I was sucking Birju's dick hungrily while the four guys kept wrestling sincerely. The kurta I was wearing given to me by Guruji was enough to cover my upper half. But bent over on all fours like I was, it exposed a lot to anyone behind me. And all those guys were behind me. I was sure they got a great detailed look at my naked pussy and asshole and half my ass. I really wanted to be fucked so I casually reached back and pulled the back of the kurta up. Now they could see my whole ass.
"Do you guys like what you see?" Birju asked as I sucked his dick.
From the corner of my eye, I could see the wrestlers nodding.
"If any of you want to fuck her, you can. She is a total slut. She won't mind. Will you, memsaab?" Birju asked.
In response, I just swayed my ample ass sideways to tempt them. I really did want them inside me.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" I heard a couple of guys shout.
"Sorry, but I have to take this chance." I heard a meek voice say apologetically.
And soon I felt a male presence behind me. He pushed the back of the kurta up even further. I heard a rustle of fabric suggesting that a langot was being undone. And soon, I felt the tip of a hard dick push against the opening of my cunt.
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