10-02-2022, 01:49 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-02-2022, 05:42 AM by B1ryani. Edited 4 times in total. Edited 4 times in total.)
**Part 23.**
“How does it feel, boy?”, Senthil looked at Rahul, who was covering his face with his hands, trying to hide his face, “Do you like watching me play with your girlfriend?” . I saw his right hand slowly move down Manisha’s right inner thigh, the tip of his index finger slowly grazing against the fine hair on Manisha’s pussy lips.
“You could have just given us the money and avoided all this…”, Senthil said softly, paying close attention to Manisha’s puffy pussy lips, his fingers playing with the fine hair, pulling it gently. “Are you going to call your father now?”. Manisha’s legs were trembling, she was very scared of Senthil and Ganesh. I could see the goosebumps on her skin as her legs shook from Senthil’s touch.
Rahul remained quiet as Senthil and Ganesh looked at him, waiting for an answer.
“Listen here boy, we wont hurt your friends unless yo…. ah?.”, Senthil stopped halfway, “What the fuck….?”.
Ganesh turned his head towards Senthil, then looked down between Manisha’s legs.
A little stream of translucent water was slowly trickling out of Manisha’s pink pussy hole. Fuck. She couldn’t help herself; she had been holding in for some time. Senthil’s touch had triggered her reaction. I started to cry looking at her position on the bed. The pressure of her piss was slowly starting to increase, spraying onto the bed and floor as she started to sob again, trying to hide her face. She was helpless in this situation.
“The fucking bitch is pissing on the bed.”. Senthil said loudly as Ganesh face twisted into a smile as he watched Manisha’s pussy putting on a show. Little sprays of her pee was hitting Senthil, Ganesh and me.
PAPPP!!, I heard a slapping sound again. My mouth hung open as I watched Senthil slap Manisha’s pussy lips, spraying her piss everywhere.
“Owww… pleaseee… uncle…. pleasee…”, She started to cry hard. All four pairs of eyes were on her pissing pussy.
“Who the fuck is going to clean this, bitch?”, Senthil shouted angrily as Ganesh looked on, amused at what was going on beside him. I covered my hand over my mouth, trying to hold back my tears watching her abuse.
PAPPPP!! Senthil slapped her pussy again. I felt little droplets of piss hit my thigh and legs. PAPPP!!! PAPPPPP!!! Senthil continued to slap her pussy lips as the flow of piss exiting her little hole started to slow down.
“You pissed all over my clothes, you little bitch.”. PAPPP!!! He slapped her pussy one last time, then using both hands to grab her thick pink labia skin, spreading her pussy wide open to all of us. Senthil stared into her little pink hole, smiling. Her thighs and legs were wet, there was a large patch of water under her bum and on the floor in front of me. Her brown puffy pussy lips had turned bright red. I could barely make out the imprint of Senthil’s hand on her pubic area.
“Fucking slut. You will pay for this.”, Senthil said, sneering at me. “You, clean her up!”. He let go of Manisha’s inner lips and got off the bed. Standing up in front of me, wiping off the piss stains on his shirt and pants.
I backed up slowly, bumping into Rahul who was standing behind me. His face twisted in horror looking at Manisha’s condition on the bed. She was lying down flat on her back, both her hands covering her face in shame, trying to hide her loud sobbing. Her legs were spread wide open, her sore red pussy lips were rested, spread a little apart from Senthil’s pulling just now. Her butt and feet were resting on the wet mattress. Ganesh remained quiet. He still sat on the edge of the front of the bed but turned around to look at Manisha.
I slowly turned around, wanting to go into the bathroom to get a towel to wipe Manisha when I felt a hand grab my right wrist.
“Where are you going?”, Senthil asked, the look of puzzlement on his face. He had unbuttoned his shirt, his hairy chest and little stomach peeked out from between the shirt.
“To the bathroom uncle….”, I said softly, looking back at Manisha on the bed,” To take a towel.”. In my mind, I honestly doubted this dingy place even provided towels.
“What?”, Senthil chuckled softly. “No. No. No. I asked you to clean her.”, he emphasized on the you, staring at me, smiling widely now.
“I don’t…I don’t understand…”, what was he saying? My mind was trying to figure out what he wanted me to do when I felt him grab me by the hair.
“AHHHooowww….”, my scalp burnt as Senthil pulled me head down towards the bed. Ganesh was standing up now, unbuckling his pants in beside Rahul who was standing there like a statue, his cock now semi flaccid looking at his girlfriend on the bed.
Senthil pushed me down onto the bed headfirst. I faceplanted between Manisha’s legs, my forehead hitting Manisha’s left thigh. Her body moved in shock as she lifted her head to look down between her legs. To her horror, she found me there, my cheek resting on her wet thigh. Senthil continued to hold onto my head, guiding it upwards towards Manisha’s pussy. The faint smell of pee was hitting my nostrils as my head got closer to her pussy lips.
“No…no…Shanti….”, She said softly, moving her hands to cover herself from me. She stopped when Senthil turned his head towards her, scaring her into leaving her arms down by her side.
“Clean her.”, Senthil said softly, holding my head down between Manisha’s thighs. “Use your tongue.”, he whispered into my ears.
“I’m…. I’m sorry Shanti….”, I looked up at her face to see her staring down at me, her eyes tearing.
Senthil let my head go, expecting me to perform as per his request. He grabbed my waist, bringing my body upwards into a doggy position, my pussy and ass facing Rahul and Ganesh. I still had my white panties on, for now, I thought to myself. I knew where this was going as I cursed our luck. My breasts and nipples getting wet as they rested on Manisha’s piss-stained bedsheet.
I slowly brought my face close to Manisha’s pussy lips, my nose resting on her fine wet pubic hair. The smell of her piss wasn’t so bad. I was very grateful that Manisha had a habit of constantly drinking water.
“Hurry up. Clean the randi’s pussy.”. I heard Ganesh comment behind me as he stood in his dirty white singlet and underwear. I could hear Senthil unzipping his pants, staring at my panty covered ass cheeks.
I stuck my tongue out, gently giving her left thigh a lick as I felt her body shudder. I closed my eyes, slowly letting my tongue slide along her warm inner thighs, cleaning up the little droplets on her skin. I automatically used my hands to push her legs wider apart as I started to kiss her warm pussy lips, gently sucking on the puffy skin.
I heard a gasp escape from Manisha as I worked my mouth. A soft moan followed after.
“She seems to be enjoying it. Make sure you clean her well”, Senthil commented, looking at Manisha. I could feel a pair of hands on my ass, slowly pulling my panties down to my thighs.
“Wahhh. What a lucky day, Senthil sir.”, Ganesh commented. Fuck. It was him behind me. “Look at this.”, he said softly as he grabbed both my ass cheeks, slowly spreading it apart. My fat pussy lips and asshole now on full display to all three men behind me.
**End of Part 23.**
“How does it feel, boy?”, Senthil looked at Rahul, who was covering his face with his hands, trying to hide his face, “Do you like watching me play with your girlfriend?” . I saw his right hand slowly move down Manisha’s right inner thigh, the tip of his index finger slowly grazing against the fine hair on Manisha’s pussy lips.
“You could have just given us the money and avoided all this…”, Senthil said softly, paying close attention to Manisha’s puffy pussy lips, his fingers playing with the fine hair, pulling it gently. “Are you going to call your father now?”. Manisha’s legs were trembling, she was very scared of Senthil and Ganesh. I could see the goosebumps on her skin as her legs shook from Senthil’s touch.
Rahul remained quiet as Senthil and Ganesh looked at him, waiting for an answer.
“Listen here boy, we wont hurt your friends unless yo…. ah?.”, Senthil stopped halfway, “What the fuck….?”.
Ganesh turned his head towards Senthil, then looked down between Manisha’s legs.
A little stream of translucent water was slowly trickling out of Manisha’s pink pussy hole. Fuck. She couldn’t help herself; she had been holding in for some time. Senthil’s touch had triggered her reaction. I started to cry looking at her position on the bed. The pressure of her piss was slowly starting to increase, spraying onto the bed and floor as she started to sob again, trying to hide her face. She was helpless in this situation.
“The fucking bitch is pissing on the bed.”. Senthil said loudly as Ganesh face twisted into a smile as he watched Manisha’s pussy putting on a show. Little sprays of her pee was hitting Senthil, Ganesh and me.
PAPPP!!, I heard a slapping sound again. My mouth hung open as I watched Senthil slap Manisha’s pussy lips, spraying her piss everywhere.
“Owww… pleaseee… uncle…. pleasee…”, She started to cry hard. All four pairs of eyes were on her pissing pussy.
“Who the fuck is going to clean this, bitch?”, Senthil shouted angrily as Ganesh looked on, amused at what was going on beside him. I covered my hand over my mouth, trying to hold back my tears watching her abuse.
PAPPPP!! Senthil slapped her pussy again. I felt little droplets of piss hit my thigh and legs. PAPPP!!! PAPPPPP!!! Senthil continued to slap her pussy lips as the flow of piss exiting her little hole started to slow down.
“You pissed all over my clothes, you little bitch.”. PAPPP!!! He slapped her pussy one last time, then using both hands to grab her thick pink labia skin, spreading her pussy wide open to all of us. Senthil stared into her little pink hole, smiling. Her thighs and legs were wet, there was a large patch of water under her bum and on the floor in front of me. Her brown puffy pussy lips had turned bright red. I could barely make out the imprint of Senthil’s hand on her pubic area.
“Fucking slut. You will pay for this.”, Senthil said, sneering at me. “You, clean her up!”. He let go of Manisha’s inner lips and got off the bed. Standing up in front of me, wiping off the piss stains on his shirt and pants.
I backed up slowly, bumping into Rahul who was standing behind me. His face twisted in horror looking at Manisha’s condition on the bed. She was lying down flat on her back, both her hands covering her face in shame, trying to hide her loud sobbing. Her legs were spread wide open, her sore red pussy lips were rested, spread a little apart from Senthil’s pulling just now. Her butt and feet were resting on the wet mattress. Ganesh remained quiet. He still sat on the edge of the front of the bed but turned around to look at Manisha.
I slowly turned around, wanting to go into the bathroom to get a towel to wipe Manisha when I felt a hand grab my right wrist.
“Where are you going?”, Senthil asked, the look of puzzlement on his face. He had unbuttoned his shirt, his hairy chest and little stomach peeked out from between the shirt.
“To the bathroom uncle….”, I said softly, looking back at Manisha on the bed,” To take a towel.”. In my mind, I honestly doubted this dingy place even provided towels.
“What?”, Senthil chuckled softly. “No. No. No. I asked you to clean her.”, he emphasized on the you, staring at me, smiling widely now.
“I don’t…I don’t understand…”, what was he saying? My mind was trying to figure out what he wanted me to do when I felt him grab me by the hair.
“AHHHooowww….”, my scalp burnt as Senthil pulled me head down towards the bed. Ganesh was standing up now, unbuckling his pants in beside Rahul who was standing there like a statue, his cock now semi flaccid looking at his girlfriend on the bed.
Senthil pushed me down onto the bed headfirst. I faceplanted between Manisha’s legs, my forehead hitting Manisha’s left thigh. Her body moved in shock as she lifted her head to look down between her legs. To her horror, she found me there, my cheek resting on her wet thigh. Senthil continued to hold onto my head, guiding it upwards towards Manisha’s pussy. The faint smell of pee was hitting my nostrils as my head got closer to her pussy lips.
“No…no…Shanti….”, She said softly, moving her hands to cover herself from me. She stopped when Senthil turned his head towards her, scaring her into leaving her arms down by her side.
“Clean her.”, Senthil said softly, holding my head down between Manisha’s thighs. “Use your tongue.”, he whispered into my ears.
“I’m…. I’m sorry Shanti….”, I looked up at her face to see her staring down at me, her eyes tearing.
Senthil let my head go, expecting me to perform as per his request. He grabbed my waist, bringing my body upwards into a doggy position, my pussy and ass facing Rahul and Ganesh. I still had my white panties on, for now, I thought to myself. I knew where this was going as I cursed our luck. My breasts and nipples getting wet as they rested on Manisha’s piss-stained bedsheet.
I slowly brought my face close to Manisha’s pussy lips, my nose resting on her fine wet pubic hair. The smell of her piss wasn’t so bad. I was very grateful that Manisha had a habit of constantly drinking water.
“Hurry up. Clean the randi’s pussy.”. I heard Ganesh comment behind me as he stood in his dirty white singlet and underwear. I could hear Senthil unzipping his pants, staring at my panty covered ass cheeks.
I stuck my tongue out, gently giving her left thigh a lick as I felt her body shudder. I closed my eyes, slowly letting my tongue slide along her warm inner thighs, cleaning up the little droplets on her skin. I automatically used my hands to push her legs wider apart as I started to kiss her warm pussy lips, gently sucking on the puffy skin.
I heard a gasp escape from Manisha as I worked my mouth. A soft moan followed after.
“She seems to be enjoying it. Make sure you clean her well”, Senthil commented, looking at Manisha. I could feel a pair of hands on my ass, slowly pulling my panties down to my thighs.
“Wahhh. What a lucky day, Senthil sir.”, Ganesh commented. Fuck. It was him behind me. “Look at this.”, he said softly as he grabbed both my ass cheeks, slowly spreading it apart. My fat pussy lips and asshole now on full display to all three men behind me.
**End of Part 23.**
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