Fantasy Mom and them

[Rupakpolo1]

Mom's eyes widened even further as she took in the reality of the situation. Her body was trembling, her legs spread wide, and Raghu was still relentlessly pounding into her. She knew that she had to survive this night. With a shaky nod, she reluctantly leaned toward Rafiq's erection, her eyes never leaving his.

Rafiq's grin grew wider, his eyes gleaming with victory. He stepped closer, his cock bobbing before her. "Open wide," he said, his voice a gruff whisper. "Let's see how those pretty lips of yours feel around a real man's cock."

My mother's eyes flickered with a spark of rebellion, but she knew better than to fight them. With trembling hands, she reached out and took hold of Rafiq's thick, meaty shaft. It felt hot and foreign in her hands, a symbol of the horror that had become her reality. Slowly, she lowered her head, her eyes never leaving his as she took the tip into her mouth.

The men watched, their eyes glued to the sight of her full lips wrapped around Rafiq's cock. They jeered and mocked, their laughter a chorus of depravity that filled the room. "Look at her," Raghu taunted, his voice a mix of triumph and malice. "So eager to please."

Mom's eyes remained locked on Rafiq's, the fear and humiliation in them a stark contrast to the forced obedience of her actions. She knew that every move she made was being scrutinized, judged, and enjoyed by these monsters. The taste of him in her mouth was bitter, a violation of her purity. But she had to endure, had to find a way to survive.


Shambhu and Raghu watched with sadistic pleasure, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. They had been waiting for this moment, the moment when my mother Kakoli, the untouchable goddess of their twisted fantasies, would be reduced to nothing more than a mouth and pussy to satisfy their carnality. They whispered crude comments to each other, their voices low and mocking, reminding her that she was now theirs to use and abuse.

Mom's cheeks were stained with tears, but she knew that showing fear or disgust would only excite them further. With a deep, shuddering breath, she took more of Rafiq's length into her mouth, her tongue moving tentatively as she tried to find a way to please him without gagging on his thickness. Raghu's thrusts grew more forceful, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he watched the scene unfold before him.

"Is this your first time, Kakoli?" Raghu jeered, his eyes sparkling with malicious amusement. "You're doing quite well for a beginner.Soon we will make you an expert.”

Mom's eyes narrowed with hatred, but she kept her mouth shut tight around Rafiq's cock, her cheeks hollowing with every suck. The taste of him was repulsive, but she forced herself to ignore it, focusing instead on the task at hand. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and fears, but she had to be strong, had to find a way to get through this nightmare.

Rafiq's cock grew slick with her saliva, glistening in the candlelight. His eyes rolled back in his head as he savored the sensation of her mouth on him. He'd never felt anything so good, so powerful. It was intoxicating, knowing that this beautiful, high-class woman was at their mercy, doing their bidding.

Shambhu watched with a mix of envy and excitement, his own cock bobbing with every heartbeat. He knew his turn was coming, and he could barely contain himself. The sight of my mom's mouth stretched around Rafiq's girth was making him ache with need. He reached out and stroked her cheek, his calloused thumb tracing the line of her jaw. "That's it, sweetheart," he crooned. "Take it all."

The room was thick with the scent of male arousal, the air charged with the electricity of their depravity. Every moan and whimper that my mother made only served to fuel their desire. They were lost in a haze of lust and power, their actions a twisted dance of domination and submission.

Shambhu took my mother's hand, guiding it to his erection. His skin was hot and slick with anticipation, his cock pulsing under her trembling touch. He wrapped her delicate fingers around his girth, showing her how much she was needed, how much they desired her. "That's right," he murmured, his voice a seductive purr. "Stroke me like that."

Rafiq watched her with a predatory gaze, his cock disappearing between her lips, only to re-emerge coated in her saliva. He groaned in pleasure as she began to suck him with a newfound enthusiasm, her cheeks hollowed with the effort. His hand moved to the back of her head, pushing her down further onto him. "Take it all," he growled, his voice strained with need. "Take it like a good little whore."

The words were like a slap in the face to my mother, but she knew that resisting would only make things worse. With a resigned expression, she opened her throat wider, letting him thrust deeper into her mouth. Her eyes watered, and she gagged, but she kept going, her movements becoming more frantic as she tried to please him.

"You're going to be our little bitch from now on," Raghu whispered in her ear while his manhood was deep inside her, his voice filled with a twisted sense of satisfaction. "You'll do whatever we tell you, whenever we want."

Mom's eyes grew wide with shock and fear as the reality of his words sank in. Three men would now claim her as their own, treating her with the same lack of respect and dignity that Raghu had shown her. The thought of belonging to them, of being used and abused at their whim, was almost too much to bear. But she knew that she had to keep her composure, had to find a way to survive this nightmare.

"Look at her," Rafiq said, his voice thick with lust. "She's already getting used to the idea." He stroked her hair, his hand guiding her movements as she continued to suck his cock. "You're going to be our little slut, aren't you, Kakoli?"

My mother's eyes darted up to meet his, and she knew that any sign of defiance would only make things worse. With a shaky nod, she pretended to accept her new fate, her heart breaking into a million pieces. Raghu, watching the scene unfold, felt a sense of victory wash over him. He had wanted her from the moment he'd first laid eyes on her, and now she was theirs for the taking.

"Good girl," Raghu praised her, his grip on her hips tightening. "You're going to have four husbands now, Kakoli. Your first husband is useless. He doesn’t deserve beauty like you but your other three husbands will make you feel like a real woman . You'll serve us all, whenever we want." His words were like a knife twisting in my heart, but I knew that she had to play along.

Mom's eyes grew wetter, and her breaths grew more ragged. I could see the fear in her eyes, but she didn't pull away from Rafiq's cock. Instead, she took him deeper into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head in a silent plea for mercy. But mercy was not something these men knew.

Suddenly, Raghu's grip tightened on her hips, his body tensing. "I'm going to cum," he grunted, his voice strained with effort. "You're going to feel me fill you up, Kakoli."

Raghu started thrusting more deep inside her making the whole body of my mom shake. My mom hand gripped hard on Shambhu’s cock and I could hear her muffled sound from her mouth which was filled with Rafiq cock.

Mom's eyes widened in horror, but she knew there was no escape. With a roar of triumph, Raghu released his load inside her, his hot semen filling her up to the brim. She felt a mix of disgust and fear as he claimed her in the most primal way possible. "This is just the beginning," he whispered into her ear, his breath hot and sour. "You're going to carry my child now, my seed deep inside you."

The thought of being impregnated by this monster was more than my mother could bear. I could hear her muffling screams from her closed mouth with Rafiq cock deep inside her mouth and tears streaming down her face. Rafiq watched with a smug smile as Raghu pulled out, his cock glistening with the evidence of his conquest. "My turn," he said, his voice thick with lust as he stepped forward.