14-01-2022, 08:41 AM
(This post was last modified: 16-01-2022, 08:59 AM by B1ryani. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
**Part 15.**
Anand pushed again, his hands gripping my hips tightly. I could feel his finger nails digging into my skin as his cock went deeper. His pubic hair was brushing against my ass now. I stopped sucking and buried my face into Mr Ramana’s pubic area, his cock still in my mouth, holding in the pain. He continued to thrust into my mouth, ignoring the tears.
“Fuck her ass, Anand”, Constable Guna said, watching Anand, smiling widely, “Fuck the little bitch.”
“Ahh…Ahhhhhh…”, Anand moaned softly as he slowly started to move, grinding his hips against my butt cheeks. His cock slowly moving in and out of my asshole. I could feel my sore dry anus walls starting to burn. Fuck. It was so painful. “Ahh…Ahhh”, he was slowly increasing his pace.
I bit into the base of Mr Ramana’s cock, trying to distract my mind from the pain in my rear. I closed my eyes and started to suck slowly. Mr Ramana stopped moving his hips, he was probably tired. My whole body started to sway, my tits swinging wildly under me as Anand started to increase his speed.
“Ahhh fuckkkkkkk”, Mr Ramana moaned, his eyes closed again. “Suck it…suck it whore….”. His right hand slowly slapping my cheek, my tongue playing with his foreskin inside my mouth.
“Ahhhh….Ahhh….Ahhh”, Anand continued to moan loudly as he thrusted his hips into my butt cheeks. The dirty cloth fell of his shoulder to our feet. Constable Guna was stroking his thick black cock faster now, watching us, a bit of pre cum exiting the head and dripping onto the floor.
Tap….tap….tap…tap..tap..tap tap…the sound of his hips hitting my ass increasing in speed.
“Ahhhhhhhhh,” Anand’s moaned loudly, his cock tensing in my butt hole. Cum started to fill me up. I lifted my mouth off Mr Ramana’s cock, arching my body. Anand was bent over, his face buried in my back as he released his seed into me. He kept cumming. God knows how long he has been holding in. Anand remained in this position for a while, letting his cock shrink inside me.
He stood up straight again, stretching his body, slowly pulling his cock out of my asshole. Cum squirted out with a loud prrrt farting sound. Oh god. The humiliation was too much. I could feel the creamy liquid all over flowing down between my butt cheeks into my pussy and thighs. Thick goblets of white liquid in puddles on the floor.
Constable Guna stood up suddenly, pushing the chair onto the floor. “You fucking idiot!”, he roared. Everyone remained still. Mr Ramana looked up at Constable Guna, his eyes curious as to what was going on. He angrily walked towards Anand, his thick black cock at a perfect 90-degree angle sticking out of his pants, leading him. He slapped Anand hard on the back of his head.
“Owwww sirrrrr…owww”, Anand put his hands together at Constable Guna, looking at his feet.
“I allowed you to fuck her!”, he shouted at Anand, standing in front of him. “Did I say you could cum ?!!!. I don’t want your fucking dirty cum inside her.”
“Sorry Guna sir….sorry sir…”, Anand pulled up his shorts and picked up the dirty cloth from the floor. Quickly wiping his cum off my thighs and ass crack. He got on his knees and started wiping the goo off the floor as well. I could feel his head bumping into my calf.
Constable Guna reached down and held Anand's arm, pulling him up. His face nearly hitting the black cock as he stumbled upwards, a big wet patch on his shorts. “Fucking idiot.”, He repeated as he pushed Anand’s head again. “Clean the table and sit down quietly.”. Still gripping Anand’s arm, Constable Guna pulled him back to the other side of the table. He stood silently watching Anand place the glasses and the plate back on the tray.
Mr Ramana was looking at them, amused. I let my body fall on the floor and got on my knees, my legs numb from repeating the same position I was in the train. I could feel the stickiness between my butt cheeks, the sore little hole was aching really bad. I put my hands on my face, silently sobbing from the pain and humiliation I’m enduring.
Mr Ramana stood up, watching Anand. “What a moron.”, he commented, rolling his eyes. Anand kept his eyes down, wiping the table with his cum stained dirty cloth then sitting back down on his chair.
I felt Mr Ramana’s hand grip my hair, tugging it upwards. The stands pulling up against my scalp.
“Owww…owwwwwww”, I looked up at him, my face grimacing in pain.
“Get up, slut”
I slowly stood up. I was still sobbing silently, holding my head in pain. Looking around the room.
“Get on the table”, He grabbed my wrist and pushed me back first on to the hard wooden edge. I put my hands on the table and lifted my ass, sitting down on the edge. What now. My tear-stained face looking at Mr Ramana.
With both hands he pushed my shoulders until I fell back, my head reaching over the other end, hanging downwards upside down. I felt the tip of my hair hit the floor. Constable Guna removed his shoes, then lifting his legs, pulling off his pants and underwear. His black hairy balls dropped down, swinging and hitting his dark thighs as he moved around. My god. Those were huge as well. He unbuttoned his uniform, revealing a white singlet inside, the pot belly sticking out. He was looking at my face all the while. Anand remained quiet on his chair, watching me.
Mr Ramana pushed my legs apart, my pussy exposed towards him. I felt his fingers press against the fat lips, pushing the puffy meat aside to reveal the pink hole. He slowly put two fingers into the entrance and pulled it apart hard, stretching it. The skin felt like it was tearing.
“Owwww….Sir….It hurts sir…please sir…”, I lifted my head, looking at him from between my breasts. Both my tits were lying down on the sides of my ribs, the dark nipples pointing straight up at the ceiling.
I felt the two fingers enter the pink hole, he was very rough towards me now, forcing his way deep in. My face twisted, I closed my eyes, trying to hold in the pain.
“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk, you little bitch.” I heard Mr Ramana say from between my legs.
**End of Part 15. **
Anand pushed again, his hands gripping my hips tightly. I could feel his finger nails digging into my skin as his cock went deeper. His pubic hair was brushing against my ass now. I stopped sucking and buried my face into Mr Ramana’s pubic area, his cock still in my mouth, holding in the pain. He continued to thrust into my mouth, ignoring the tears.
“Fuck her ass, Anand”, Constable Guna said, watching Anand, smiling widely, “Fuck the little bitch.”
“Ahh…Ahhhhhh…”, Anand moaned softly as he slowly started to move, grinding his hips against my butt cheeks. His cock slowly moving in and out of my asshole. I could feel my sore dry anus walls starting to burn. Fuck. It was so painful. “Ahh…Ahhh”, he was slowly increasing his pace.
I bit into the base of Mr Ramana’s cock, trying to distract my mind from the pain in my rear. I closed my eyes and started to suck slowly. Mr Ramana stopped moving his hips, he was probably tired. My whole body started to sway, my tits swinging wildly under me as Anand started to increase his speed.
“Ahhh fuckkkkkkk”, Mr Ramana moaned, his eyes closed again. “Suck it…suck it whore….”. His right hand slowly slapping my cheek, my tongue playing with his foreskin inside my mouth.
“Ahhhh….Ahhh….Ahhh”, Anand continued to moan loudly as he thrusted his hips into my butt cheeks. The dirty cloth fell of his shoulder to our feet. Constable Guna was stroking his thick black cock faster now, watching us, a bit of pre cum exiting the head and dripping onto the floor.
Tap….tap….tap…tap..tap..tap tap…the sound of his hips hitting my ass increasing in speed.
“Ahhhhhhhhh,” Anand’s moaned loudly, his cock tensing in my butt hole. Cum started to fill me up. I lifted my mouth off Mr Ramana’s cock, arching my body. Anand was bent over, his face buried in my back as he released his seed into me. He kept cumming. God knows how long he has been holding in. Anand remained in this position for a while, letting his cock shrink inside me.
He stood up straight again, stretching his body, slowly pulling his cock out of my asshole. Cum squirted out with a loud prrrt farting sound. Oh god. The humiliation was too much. I could feel the creamy liquid all over flowing down between my butt cheeks into my pussy and thighs. Thick goblets of white liquid in puddles on the floor.
Constable Guna stood up suddenly, pushing the chair onto the floor. “You fucking idiot!”, he roared. Everyone remained still. Mr Ramana looked up at Constable Guna, his eyes curious as to what was going on. He angrily walked towards Anand, his thick black cock at a perfect 90-degree angle sticking out of his pants, leading him. He slapped Anand hard on the back of his head.
“Owwww sirrrrr…owww”, Anand put his hands together at Constable Guna, looking at his feet.
“I allowed you to fuck her!”, he shouted at Anand, standing in front of him. “Did I say you could cum ?!!!. I don’t want your fucking dirty cum inside her.”
“Sorry Guna sir….sorry sir…”, Anand pulled up his shorts and picked up the dirty cloth from the floor. Quickly wiping his cum off my thighs and ass crack. He got on his knees and started wiping the goo off the floor as well. I could feel his head bumping into my calf.
Constable Guna reached down and held Anand's arm, pulling him up. His face nearly hitting the black cock as he stumbled upwards, a big wet patch on his shorts. “Fucking idiot.”, He repeated as he pushed Anand’s head again. “Clean the table and sit down quietly.”. Still gripping Anand’s arm, Constable Guna pulled him back to the other side of the table. He stood silently watching Anand place the glasses and the plate back on the tray.
Mr Ramana was looking at them, amused. I let my body fall on the floor and got on my knees, my legs numb from repeating the same position I was in the train. I could feel the stickiness between my butt cheeks, the sore little hole was aching really bad. I put my hands on my face, silently sobbing from the pain and humiliation I’m enduring.
Mr Ramana stood up, watching Anand. “What a moron.”, he commented, rolling his eyes. Anand kept his eyes down, wiping the table with his cum stained dirty cloth then sitting back down on his chair.
I felt Mr Ramana’s hand grip my hair, tugging it upwards. The stands pulling up against my scalp.
“Owww…owwwwwww”, I looked up at him, my face grimacing in pain.
“Get up, slut”
I slowly stood up. I was still sobbing silently, holding my head in pain. Looking around the room.
“Get on the table”, He grabbed my wrist and pushed me back first on to the hard wooden edge. I put my hands on the table and lifted my ass, sitting down on the edge. What now. My tear-stained face looking at Mr Ramana.
With both hands he pushed my shoulders until I fell back, my head reaching over the other end, hanging downwards upside down. I felt the tip of my hair hit the floor. Constable Guna removed his shoes, then lifting his legs, pulling off his pants and underwear. His black hairy balls dropped down, swinging and hitting his dark thighs as he moved around. My god. Those were huge as well. He unbuttoned his uniform, revealing a white singlet inside, the pot belly sticking out. He was looking at my face all the while. Anand remained quiet on his chair, watching me.
Mr Ramana pushed my legs apart, my pussy exposed towards him. I felt his fingers press against the fat lips, pushing the puffy meat aside to reveal the pink hole. He slowly put two fingers into the entrance and pulled it apart hard, stretching it. The skin felt like it was tearing.
“Owwww….Sir….It hurts sir…please sir…”, I lifted my head, looking at him from between my breasts. Both my tits were lying down on the sides of my ribs, the dark nipples pointing straight up at the ceiling.
I felt the two fingers enter the pink hole, he was very rough towards me now, forcing his way deep in. My face twisted, I closed my eyes, trying to hold in the pain.
“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk, you little bitch.” I heard Mr Ramana say from between my legs.
**End of Part 15. **
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