Adultery Debauchery of Supriya and Raashi

[supriyaa]

Update 18

As Supriya entered the Lover’s Park, she briskly yet confidently started walking towards the part of the park where that beggar usually sits. She disdainfully ignored all the appreciative looks and snide comments passed at her seeing her walking alone. She looked all over but the beggar was nowhere in sight. She looked at her watch, it was past 2.30pm. She sat down on the bench the beggar usually sits on wondering whether she was too early or too late. A few men passing by looked at her curiously and walked away, probably thinking she must be waiting for her boyfriend. Little did they know that she was waiting for an ugly dirty old beggar?

I kept waiting for almost 15 minutes, my excitement slowly fading into disappointment. I decided to wait a little longer, after a few minutes my glum face suddenly changed into a smiling face. There he was, slowly walking towards me with a slight limp in his usual dirty torn ganji and worn out lungi. As soon as he saw me sitting in his usual spot, he came rushing towards me with a big smile. I smiled back at him and stood up and started walking towards our love nest, the old abandoned urinal. I quickly went behind the toilet and stood against the wall. I noticed the pile of garbage seemed to increase by each passing day and the place was certainly getting more stinky. But the dirty stench was the last thing in my mind, as I waited with bated breath for the beggar to join me.

Soon he stood in front of me still smiling. I smiled back. I unconsciously removed my hair band, freeing my slightly curled hair.

Beggar: Where were you last 3 days? I was waiting for you…..
Me: Sorry. I couldn’t make it. But I am here now, only for you….

The beggar pinned me against the wall and started to kiss me all over desperately. He was kissing and licking all over my face which was soon wet with his saliva, Wet kisses on my lips, my nose, my ears, my eyes, my cheeks, everywhere. I was lost in that moment, wanting to completely submit to my lover, my beggar. I wanted him to use my young body as he wished, as long as he wished. His tongue was exploring my open mouth, I was gulping down his saliva. His hands frantically opened my jacket which he tossed away, grabbing both my melons and crushing them strongly. I was moaning wildly, my fingers on his back lightly scratching, grinding my pussy against his crotch. I could feel him dry humping me in excitement. He started pulling down the top part of my dress. I was afraid he might tear my dress, I slipped off my dress off my shoulders and my arms till it bunched around my waist, giving my lover, my beggar complete access to my huge boobs. We both behaving like animal in heat, lost in the frenzy. While still dry humping me, he started mauling my breasts, sucking and biting both my erect nipples, his hands still forcefully kneading my breasts like dough. I started gyrating my hips, matching his humps with my thrusts in shameless abandon.
His arms moved downwards pulling up my dress, reaching out my ass and cupping them and groping them desperately. His hands pinching and slapping my round bubble butt, I felt one of his hands exploring inside my panties and soon his hand was exploring my naked butt, one of his fingers touched my puckered asshole, sending tremors all over my body as I reached my orgasm, my body writhed in his arms as I held him tight, feeling waves of pleasure all over my body. It didn’t stop him, he continued his dry humping, his face on my boobs sucking and licking them, his finger still trying to probe my virgin asshole. He pulled down my wet and drenched panties and threw it aside and also took off his lungi. He pushed me against the wall and lifted me up. Finding my legs up in the air, I wrapped my legs around his waist. He was still dry humping me but this time his monster cock was searching for the target, my wet pussy. I couldn’t take it anymore, my right hand reached down and I held his huge cock and placed it on my wet opening. As he started pushing his cock head inside, I cried out in pain. The beggar’s cock was much thicker than Chandu’s cock. He continued pushing harder and harder while my cries became louder. I felt someone was inserting his entire arm in my pussy. He immediately placed his mouth on my mouth, kissing me and trying to silence my screams. Inch by inch his monster cock started disappearing inside my stretched pussy. I tried pushing the beggar away, but in vain. Once his cock was fully inside, he stopped moving his hips and started kissing and mauling my boobs again. In a few minutes my cries changed into whimpers to moans, When he noticed that I had started moving my hips, he slowly pulled out his cock and banged it in again and again and again….. my pain ws slowly changing into ecstasy and enjoyment. We were both moving our hips wildly. My hands were clawing his back, urging him, begging him to fuck harder, he pulled me down in the ground, while still fucking me. I was lying next to the stinking garbage with my legs wrapped around his waist but it didn’t matter a bit at that time. I kept kissing him, urging him…..

Me: Yessssss aaaahhhhhh ahhhhhh harderrrr
Beggar: Take it you fucking bitch, whore….
Me: oooooohhhhh yaa aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh UUUUUUUUH

The entire place was echoing my loud moans, his grunting sounds and sound of fucking….. I didn’t care if someone was hearing these sounds or not.

He pulled up both my legs in the air and continued fucking me really hard. His dirty old cock moving in and out of my young pussy like machine. As I felt my second orgasm build up, I spread my legs wide in the ground urging him to bang me harder.

Me: Yes. yessss I am almost there, please don’t stop, please don’t stop... fuck me…… fuck me... aaaaaaaahhhhhhh love you aaaaaahhhh yesssss yesssssss yesssssssssssss

I could hear his grunts getting louder and louder, I knew he was close to reaching his climax too….at that moment I reached another earth-shattering mind-blowing orgasm.
My body was writhing and twisting as I felt my love juices flow out like a volcanic explosion. He held me tight till I came back to my senses, then he withdrew cock from drenched pussy and placed it between my boobs. He tightly pressed both my melons around his cock which was well lubricated with my love juices and started fucking my titties. Within minutes his soft grunts turned into louder grunts and then he started spurting his cum all over my melons and collapsed on top of me.

It must have been a sight, a sexy young girl and a dirty old beggar lying down together in a tight embrace, lying in a pool of dirty garbage. Fortunately for them there was no one there to watch this amazing sight except for the rag picker who was standing there for quite some time, stroking his dirty cock to the surreal sight before him. He had never seen such a sexy girl in his life and now not only is he seeing her from close quarters, he was also seeing her almost nude, her breasts glowing in the late afternoon sunlight, her bare shaved pussy for which any one could die for and her incredibly juicy bubble butts, The intense fucking he just witnessed was simply out of the world. He wished it was him fucking the hot girl not his friend the beggar.

I came back to my senses hearing some sounds behind me, I looked back and I saw it was that same rag picker. He was standing there open mouthed, his pajamas down to his knees, jerking off watching us lying down. I got up with a start and wore my dress back properly. I was searching for my panties which the beggar had thrown away. I found it nearby; I hurriedly wore my panties back. The beggar stood there watching me and smiling. He was only wearing his old torn vest, his cock now limp. He said…

Beggar: Don’t worry, I know him, we both sleep here in the night.

I picked up my jacket and looked at the rag picker closely. He was a skinny ugly old man wearing dirty clothes. Probably in his 50s but he looked much older than his age. His hand was still stroking his hard cock which was not as big as the beggar or even Chandu, but it was certainly not small.

I reached close to him standing just a few inches away from him. Our bodies almost touching. I smiled at him and he gave me a half smile, still unsure what to do. I placed my hands on his shoulders and tilted my face and placed my lips on his quivering lips. Within minutes the gentle kiss changed into a passionate smooch. His arms were holding me tight. My big boobs crushed against his chest. I felt his hands moved down to my ass and he was soon squeezing them. After a long and never-ending kiss, we both looked into each other’s eyes, panting.

I looked back at the beggar who was watching us closely and smiling, still naked. I smiled at him. I looked back at the rag picker and kissed him again. His hands were roughly groping my round butt. He started pulling up my dress and now groping my naked ass which was hardly covered by my small panty. I slowly knelt down before him, His hard cock right in front of my face. His dirty cock was throbbing, I knew he will not last long. I kissed the cock head, gently licked the tip of his cock. I could hear the rag pickers moans of pleasure. I opened my mouth and started sucking his dirty cock. My hands gently massaging his hanging balls. In a minute or two, he shoved his entire cock in my mouth, holding my head tight and filled my mouth with his sticky thick cum which I swallowed quickly.

While I stood up up wiping my mouth clean, he stood there panting. I put on my jacket, tidied myself up. Tied up my hair back into a ponytail. I went upto to the beggar, smiled at him and kissed him.

Me: Thank you. I will see you again in a few days. Bye.

I turned around and waved a goodbye to the rag picker and started briskly walking towards the exit of the park with a big and happy smile on my face.

To be continued...