20-12-2022, 04:10 PM
Ghumar Singh then took hold of my legs and spread them wide open and then started to lick my pussy. He was eating my pussy like a dog eating meat rather than licking it. Although it felt good but all I could imagine was him tearing my pussy and I was very scared for that. After a little licking my pussy got wet and then he decided it was enough of that and he pushed me back in the middle of the bed and came on top of me. He started to suck my boobs and bit my pink nipples which made me shout a bit, but that only made him enjoy more. He then came up to my face and held my head by my hair and started to kiss me. He put his tongue in my mouth and I could taste the pan masala which he was chewing and so I started to gag and become sick. When he saw me doing that he pushed my hair back further by my hair and kissed me more and deeper and harder. I was already in tears. When he stopped kissing me, he saw me crying and started to laugh and said:
“Abhi se tere aasu nikal gaye, abhi to meiney tujhe chodhana bhi shuru nahi kiya. Koi baat nahi, le mera lund choos ab, tera rona band ho jayega.”
He then came up on the bed, sat over my face with his legs on either side of my face and his dick directly over my mouth. He held me by my hair and asked me to open my mouth and take it in. I hesitantly opened my mouth and started to lick his dick a little. Unsatisfied, he pushed his dick inside my mouth which made me sick and I started to gag. He didn’t seem to care and so didn’t take out his dick from my mouth. Slowly, I get a little used to it and started to lick it better. But I was unable to take even half of his dick in my mouth and this really scared me as my pussy was so much very smaller than my mouth.
Now, he got up and said:
“Aaj tujhe janaat ki saer karata hu apne lund ke saath.”
He then sat in front of my pussy and open my legs wide apart. He positioned his dick near my pussy and started to enter. It was an unbearable sight for me to see so I had closed my eyes. I was holding on to anything for some support and had my hands on the edge of the bed and was praying for it not to hurt. Just then there was a surge of pain and he was in my pussy. I shouted and screamed in pain. This just made him laugh and made me more horny. He said:
“Arey abhi to aadha bhi nahi gaya ander. Tu ek baar pura lele gi phir kabhi bahar nahi nikalna chahegi. Mere pao padegi chudney ke liye.”
He started laughing more after saying this and started to enter more in me. This made me scream more and I started to cry like a baby and started to push him away. Just then he took hold of my hands and pinned then behind my head and started to go in and out of my pussy slowly a few times. While he did that, it did hurt me but also started to feel nice and sensual. Hearing my cry and screaming, two of the working girls came in to our room and stood by the bed to watch us. One of them said:
“Abey Ghumar yeh memsahib ko kaha se pakad ke le aaya. Yeh to tere saap se mar jayegi.”
She started to squeeze my boobs while saying this.
To this Ghumar replied:
“Memsahib to randi hai ab. Aaj se mere saap ki puja karegi yeh.”
Everyone in the room was laughing at this and i was in tears.
Now Ghumar Singh started to fuck me faster and harder. He was all over my body, kissing my mouth, neck, boobs, arms, licking my face. I was wet in his saliva and my pussy juice was all over his ‘saap’. I was enjoying myself now but the pain was still there and I wished for it to just disappear.
He was fucking me so hard now that there was a slapping noise of his balls against my hips and I was so wet that I had cummed all over his dick. Soon he decided to cum too. Just before he was ready to shoot his cum, he took out his dick and sprayed it all over my upper body. He then gasped for some breath and then decided to get up.
I was exhausted and didn't have the energy to move a muscle. I was lying naked there with my legs still open and my pussy on display with my eyes closed and I was rolled in a mixture of my sweat and Ghumar’s sweat and sperm.
When he got up and wore his clothes again, he took a hold of my face with his hands, made me face him and said:
“Sirf mera lund teri choot mein jayege condom ke bina samjhi? Agar koi banda condom na pehne toh chil-la ke mujhe bulaliyo. Aur jaisa mazaa tune mujhe diya haina, har aadmi to diyo. Mujhe koi complain milli na toh doonga ek ultey haath ka, samjhi? Ab mein ek ek karkey tere saarey mard ko bhejta hu, apne aap ko paani se thoh ley aur tayaar hoja.”
There I was lying in a brothel with the sperm of my dalal on me and getting instructions to get fucked by my customers. The entire circumstances was so demeaning and somehow that kinda of excitement really excited me and made me wet again. I didn’t know what was wrong with me to be still ready for more fucking, but the thought of being fucked by people whose first name also was not known by me was very exciting. I got up with great difficulty and then sat on the urinal and washed myself with the water from the tap as much as I can. I sprayed some water on my face to get back to reality and to see if this was not a dream.
In the next 3 hours I was fucked by 5 more guys. They were all very filthy and probably the labours from a construction site nearby. They all fucked me like animals and feasted on me like a tiger eats his prey. I was never more alive in my life. I was exhausted but somehow I wasn’t completely satisfied. It felt like I belonged here and I was finally happy.
“Abhi se tere aasu nikal gaye, abhi to meiney tujhe chodhana bhi shuru nahi kiya. Koi baat nahi, le mera lund choos ab, tera rona band ho jayega.”
He then came up on the bed, sat over my face with his legs on either side of my face and his dick directly over my mouth. He held me by my hair and asked me to open my mouth and take it in. I hesitantly opened my mouth and started to lick his dick a little. Unsatisfied, he pushed his dick inside my mouth which made me sick and I started to gag. He didn’t seem to care and so didn’t take out his dick from my mouth. Slowly, I get a little used to it and started to lick it better. But I was unable to take even half of his dick in my mouth and this really scared me as my pussy was so much very smaller than my mouth.
Now, he got up and said:
“Aaj tujhe janaat ki saer karata hu apne lund ke saath.”
He then sat in front of my pussy and open my legs wide apart. He positioned his dick near my pussy and started to enter. It was an unbearable sight for me to see so I had closed my eyes. I was holding on to anything for some support and had my hands on the edge of the bed and was praying for it not to hurt. Just then there was a surge of pain and he was in my pussy. I shouted and screamed in pain. This just made him laugh and made me more horny. He said:
“Arey abhi to aadha bhi nahi gaya ander. Tu ek baar pura lele gi phir kabhi bahar nahi nikalna chahegi. Mere pao padegi chudney ke liye.”
He started laughing more after saying this and started to enter more in me. This made me scream more and I started to cry like a baby and started to push him away. Just then he took hold of my hands and pinned then behind my head and started to go in and out of my pussy slowly a few times. While he did that, it did hurt me but also started to feel nice and sensual. Hearing my cry and screaming, two of the working girls came in to our room and stood by the bed to watch us. One of them said:
“Abey Ghumar yeh memsahib ko kaha se pakad ke le aaya. Yeh to tere saap se mar jayegi.”
She started to squeeze my boobs while saying this.
To this Ghumar replied:
“Memsahib to randi hai ab. Aaj se mere saap ki puja karegi yeh.”
Everyone in the room was laughing at this and i was in tears.
Now Ghumar Singh started to fuck me faster and harder. He was all over my body, kissing my mouth, neck, boobs, arms, licking my face. I was wet in his saliva and my pussy juice was all over his ‘saap’. I was enjoying myself now but the pain was still there and I wished for it to just disappear.
He was fucking me so hard now that there was a slapping noise of his balls against my hips and I was so wet that I had cummed all over his dick. Soon he decided to cum too. Just before he was ready to shoot his cum, he took out his dick and sprayed it all over my upper body. He then gasped for some breath and then decided to get up.
I was exhausted and didn't have the energy to move a muscle. I was lying naked there with my legs still open and my pussy on display with my eyes closed and I was rolled in a mixture of my sweat and Ghumar’s sweat and sperm.
When he got up and wore his clothes again, he took a hold of my face with his hands, made me face him and said:
“Sirf mera lund teri choot mein jayege condom ke bina samjhi? Agar koi banda condom na pehne toh chil-la ke mujhe bulaliyo. Aur jaisa mazaa tune mujhe diya haina, har aadmi to diyo. Mujhe koi complain milli na toh doonga ek ultey haath ka, samjhi? Ab mein ek ek karkey tere saarey mard ko bhejta hu, apne aap ko paani se thoh ley aur tayaar hoja.”
There I was lying in a brothel with the sperm of my dalal on me and getting instructions to get fucked by my customers. The entire circumstances was so demeaning and somehow that kinda of excitement really excited me and made me wet again. I didn’t know what was wrong with me to be still ready for more fucking, but the thought of being fucked by people whose first name also was not known by me was very exciting. I got up with great difficulty and then sat on the urinal and washed myself with the water from the tap as much as I can. I sprayed some water on my face to get back to reality and to see if this was not a dream.
In the next 3 hours I was fucked by 5 more guys. They were all very filthy and probably the labours from a construction site nearby. They all fucked me like animals and feasted on me like a tiger eats his prey. I was never more alive in my life. I was exhausted but somehow I wasn’t completely satisfied. It felt like I belonged here and I was finally happy.
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