John's heart raced as he leaned against the rough bark of the ancient tree deep in the forest, the blindfold still tight over Riya's eyes just a few feet away. They'd planned this honeymoon surprise—a playful blindfolded game to spice things up—but now it felt like a trap. Raju, one of the rugged intruders who'd ambushed their campsite, pressed his calloused hands firmly on John's ass, kneading the flesh and sending unwanted shivers of arousal through him. John's cock twitched despite the humiliation, his mind screaming in protest as he tried to focus on setting up the voice for the scene, whispering commands to keep Riya engaged.
Ramu stepped forward, his thick dick already hard and veined, shoving it past Riya's parted lips while she knelt blindfolded on the forest floor. She froze, realizing instantly it wasn't John's familiar length—the girth was too much, the taste foreign. She jerked back, trying to pull away, but Ramu's hand tangled in her dark hair, holding her steady. 'Suck it, bitch,' he growled, thrusting deeper into her mouth.
Rahim emerged from the shadows, his eyes gleaming with lust as he approached Riya from the side. He gripped the edge of her saree, yanking it off her shoulders in one swift motion, exposing her heaving breasts barely contained by her blouse. His rough fingers squeezed her soft tits, pinching the nipples through the fabric until they stiffened. He slid his hand lower, cupping her mound over the petticoat, rubbing circles that made her pussy throb and leak. Riya's resistance crumbled; her body betrayed her, hips bucking slightly as she stopped fighting and wrapped her lips around Ramu's cock, sucking willingly now, her tongue swirling along the underside.
Salim watched her surrender, smirking as he knelt beside her. He teased her pussy through the thin cloth of her petticoat, feeling the heat radiating from her core. Ramu groaned in ecstasy, his hips pumping faster as Riya's mouth worked him over.
Rahim circled behind her, pressing his naked body against her back. He ground his hard dick into the cleft of her ass, the tip leaking pre-cum onto her skin while his hands roamed up to her blouse. With a rip, he tore the jacket open, buttons flying, leaving her in just a skimpy bra and petticoat. Her full breasts strained against the lace, nipples poking through like invitations.
Salim grabbed the pallu of her saree, pulling it away completely, then hooked his fingers into her panties. He slipped his hand inside, finding her pussy soaked and swollen, fingers dipping into the slick folds. Riya moaned around Ramu's shaft, her blindfold hiding the flush of her cheeks.
On John's side, the setup forgotten, Raju positioned himself behind. He spat on his cock for minimal slickness and rammed it into John's tight ass without warning. The intrusion burned like fire, stretching him brutally, waves of pain and shame crashing over John as Raju started thrusting, his balls slapping against John's thighs. John bit his lip to stifle a cry, his own dick hardening traitorously from the violation.
Riya bobbed her head freely on Ramu's dick now, slurping noisily as saliva coated her chin. Rahim shoved his hand into her bra, groping her tits roughly, twisting the sensitive flesh until she whimpered. Drool from Ramu's cock dribbled down her neck, soaking into her cleavage and making her skin glisten under the dappled moonlight.
Rahim yanked the bra away, tossing it into the underbrush, freeing her heavy breasts to bounce with each movement. He smeared the saliva over her nipples, pinching and pulling them hard, using the wetness as lube to heighten the sensation.
John heard the wet sounds from Riya's direction—slurps and moans—but he couldn't concentrate, Raju's cock pounding his ass relentlessly, each thrust a humiliating reminder of his powerlessness.
Salim peeled off her petticoat and panties in one go, leaving Riya completely nude and kneeling vulnerably before the three men. Her body trembled, pussy dripping onto the dirt. Rahim dragged his foreskin-peeled dick along her ass crack, teasing the tight hole while Salim knelt in front, rubbing his thick shaft up and down her slick slit, bumping her clit until she was panting with need.
They spread her saree on the ground like a makeshift bed, laying her down on her back. Salim dove between her thighs, his tongue lapping at her pussy, sucking her folds and flicking her clit. Riya arched, blindfold slipping slightly but not off, her hands clutching the fabric as pleasure built.
Ramu grabbed her head, bending her neck back and forcing his cock straight down her throat. He fucked her face with deep, gagging thrusts, her gurgles muffled by the invasion.
After fifteen minutes of tormenting her with his mouth, Salim rose, positioning his cock at her virgin entrance—Riya had saved herself for marriage, but now it was ending like this. He pushed in slowly at first, the resistance tight, then slammed forward, tearing through her hymen. Blood trickled out, mixing with her juices, and Riya screamed around Ramu's dick, the pain sharp but laced with forbidden ecstasy. Salim bottomed out against her cervix, then pulled back, only to thrust again, claiming her fully.
Rahim lifted one of her legs high, angling her for what's next. They shifted her body, aligning all three holes for total violation—Ramu in her mouth, Salim in her pussy, Rahim aiming for her ass.
John, oblivious in his own hell, took Raju's full length in his ass, the burn turning to a twisted ache as the man rutted like an animal.
Salim drove his entire cock into Riya's pussy in one brutal push, the blood easing the way now, her walls clenching around him in agony and bliss. Rahim followed, forcing his massive dick into her virgin ass, the double stretch making her body convulse. She bit down on Ramu's shaft to muffle her cries, tears soaking the blindfold.
With the barriers broken, Salim and Rahim re-entered more smoothly, their cocks pistoning in rhythm— one in, one out—turning her pain into waves of pleasure. Riya bucked between them, the three men fucking her like a desperate whore, her body igniting in heat.
Ramu deepthroated her relentlessly, his hands slapping and kneading her bouncing tits, leaving red marks on the pale skin.
They flipped her onto all fours in doggy style, the forest floor rough against her knees. Rahim mounted her from above, slamming into her ass with downward thrusts that made her jolt. Salim slid underneath, impaling her pussy from below, his hands gripping her waist to pull her down hard. Ramu knelt in front, fisting her hair and yanking her head to suck his cock, guiding her rhythm with rough tugs as all three moved in sync, their grunts filling the night.
Raju neared his end in John's ass, the tight heat pushing him over. He pulled out abruptly, the sudden emptiness leaving John gasping, then spun him around and shoved his slick cock into John's mouth. Raju fucked his face brutally, hips snapping until he erupted, flooding John's throat with thick, bitter cum. John choked but swallowed it all, the load heavy and salty.
Raju wasn't done; he made John clean his cock, thrusting shallowly until every drop and trace was licked off, then withdrew with a satisfied smack on John's cheek.
Relief washed over John as Raju stepped back. He turned toward Riya, intending to check on her, but the sight hit him like a punch: his new wife, naked and arched in doggy, triple-fucked by the intruders—Rahim in her ass, Salim in her pussy, Ramu in her mouth. Her long black hair was messy, and her gold thali—the sacred mangalsutra necklace symbolizing their marriage—swung between her cleavage like a pendulum. His heart hammered, legs weak from the ass pain; he stumbled forward but collapsed, darkness claiming him from the shock and exhaustion.
Ramu stepped forward, his thick dick already hard and veined, shoving it past Riya's parted lips while she knelt blindfolded on the forest floor. She froze, realizing instantly it wasn't John's familiar length—the girth was too much, the taste foreign. She jerked back, trying to pull away, but Ramu's hand tangled in her dark hair, holding her steady. 'Suck it, bitch,' he growled, thrusting deeper into her mouth.
Rahim emerged from the shadows, his eyes gleaming with lust as he approached Riya from the side. He gripped the edge of her saree, yanking it off her shoulders in one swift motion, exposing her heaving breasts barely contained by her blouse. His rough fingers squeezed her soft tits, pinching the nipples through the fabric until they stiffened. He slid his hand lower, cupping her mound over the petticoat, rubbing circles that made her pussy throb and leak. Riya's resistance crumbled; her body betrayed her, hips bucking slightly as she stopped fighting and wrapped her lips around Ramu's cock, sucking willingly now, her tongue swirling along the underside.
Salim watched her surrender, smirking as he knelt beside her. He teased her pussy through the thin cloth of her petticoat, feeling the heat radiating from her core. Ramu groaned in ecstasy, his hips pumping faster as Riya's mouth worked him over.
Rahim circled behind her, pressing his naked body against her back. He ground his hard dick into the cleft of her ass, the tip leaking pre-cum onto her skin while his hands roamed up to her blouse. With a rip, he tore the jacket open, buttons flying, leaving her in just a skimpy bra and petticoat. Her full breasts strained against the lace, nipples poking through like invitations.
Salim grabbed the pallu of her saree, pulling it away completely, then hooked his fingers into her panties. He slipped his hand inside, finding her pussy soaked and swollen, fingers dipping into the slick folds. Riya moaned around Ramu's shaft, her blindfold hiding the flush of her cheeks.
On John's side, the setup forgotten, Raju positioned himself behind. He spat on his cock for minimal slickness and rammed it into John's tight ass without warning. The intrusion burned like fire, stretching him brutally, waves of pain and shame crashing over John as Raju started thrusting, his balls slapping against John's thighs. John bit his lip to stifle a cry, his own dick hardening traitorously from the violation.
Riya bobbed her head freely on Ramu's dick now, slurping noisily as saliva coated her chin. Rahim shoved his hand into her bra, groping her tits roughly, twisting the sensitive flesh until she whimpered. Drool from Ramu's cock dribbled down her neck, soaking into her cleavage and making her skin glisten under the dappled moonlight.
Rahim yanked the bra away, tossing it into the underbrush, freeing her heavy breasts to bounce with each movement. He smeared the saliva over her nipples, pinching and pulling them hard, using the wetness as lube to heighten the sensation.
John heard the wet sounds from Riya's direction—slurps and moans—but he couldn't concentrate, Raju's cock pounding his ass relentlessly, each thrust a humiliating reminder of his powerlessness.
Salim peeled off her petticoat and panties in one go, leaving Riya completely nude and kneeling vulnerably before the three men. Her body trembled, pussy dripping onto the dirt. Rahim dragged his foreskin-peeled dick along her ass crack, teasing the tight hole while Salim knelt in front, rubbing his thick shaft up and down her slick slit, bumping her clit until she was panting with need.
They spread her saree on the ground like a makeshift bed, laying her down on her back. Salim dove between her thighs, his tongue lapping at her pussy, sucking her folds and flicking her clit. Riya arched, blindfold slipping slightly but not off, her hands clutching the fabric as pleasure built.
Ramu grabbed her head, bending her neck back and forcing his cock straight down her throat. He fucked her face with deep, gagging thrusts, her gurgles muffled by the invasion.
After fifteen minutes of tormenting her with his mouth, Salim rose, positioning his cock at her virgin entrance—Riya had saved herself for marriage, but now it was ending like this. He pushed in slowly at first, the resistance tight, then slammed forward, tearing through her hymen. Blood trickled out, mixing with her juices, and Riya screamed around Ramu's dick, the pain sharp but laced with forbidden ecstasy. Salim bottomed out against her cervix, then pulled back, only to thrust again, claiming her fully.
Rahim lifted one of her legs high, angling her for what's next. They shifted her body, aligning all three holes for total violation—Ramu in her mouth, Salim in her pussy, Rahim aiming for her ass.
John, oblivious in his own hell, took Raju's full length in his ass, the burn turning to a twisted ache as the man rutted like an animal.
Salim drove his entire cock into Riya's pussy in one brutal push, the blood easing the way now, her walls clenching around him in agony and bliss. Rahim followed, forcing his massive dick into her virgin ass, the double stretch making her body convulse. She bit down on Ramu's shaft to muffle her cries, tears soaking the blindfold.
With the barriers broken, Salim and Rahim re-entered more smoothly, their cocks pistoning in rhythm— one in, one out—turning her pain into waves of pleasure. Riya bucked between them, the three men fucking her like a desperate whore, her body igniting in heat.
Ramu deepthroated her relentlessly, his hands slapping and kneading her bouncing tits, leaving red marks on the pale skin.
They flipped her onto all fours in doggy style, the forest floor rough against her knees. Rahim mounted her from above, slamming into her ass with downward thrusts that made her jolt. Salim slid underneath, impaling her pussy from below, his hands gripping her waist to pull her down hard. Ramu knelt in front, fisting her hair and yanking her head to suck his cock, guiding her rhythm with rough tugs as all three moved in sync, their grunts filling the night.
Raju neared his end in John's ass, the tight heat pushing him over. He pulled out abruptly, the sudden emptiness leaving John gasping, then spun him around and shoved his slick cock into John's mouth. Raju fucked his face brutally, hips snapping until he erupted, flooding John's throat with thick, bitter cum. John choked but swallowed it all, the load heavy and salty.
Raju wasn't done; he made John clean his cock, thrusting shallowly until every drop and trace was licked off, then withdrew with a satisfied smack on John's cheek.
Relief washed over John as Raju stepped back. He turned toward Riya, intending to check on her, but the sight hit him like a punch: his new wife, naked and arched in doggy, triple-fucked by the intruders—Rahim in her ass, Salim in her pussy, Ramu in her mouth. Her long black hair was messy, and her gold thali—the sacred mangalsutra necklace symbolizing their marriage—swung between her cleavage like a pendulum. His heart hammered, legs weak from the ass pain; he stumbled forward but collapsed, darkness claiming him from the shock and exhaustion.
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