19-01-2026, 07:53 PM
Anand stared at my naked pussy. His mouth fell open. He could not believe how beautiful my pussy was. Gopi’s jaw dropped too. Both ugly men knelt frozen, eyes wide, unable to speak. My Tamil pussy looked perfect, pussy lips plump and full, outer pussy lips smooth and dark pink like ripe tamarind, inner pussy lips thinner and brighter, glistening wet with my wetness, clit erect and shiny at the top, small hood pulled back, the whole pussy shining like a fresh lotus in morning dew, surrounded by soft black pubic hair trimmed neat.
Anand reached down slow. He grabbed my thighs, spread them wider. He used both thumbs to spread my pussy lips open. My pussy parted fully, revealing the pink inner walls, dripping wetness in slow strings, clit throbbing visible, entrance tight and inviting. "Look at this beautiful Tamil pussy, Gopi. So perfect. So wet. This is what we tempt."
Gopi stroked his cock harder, hand pumping fast up and down the thick length, balls swinging heavy, pre-cum leaking thick from the head.
My body reacted instant. My pussy throbbed harder, pussy lips swelling more under their eyes. Fresh wetness poured out, dripping down my asshole. My clit pulsed sharp. My nipples ached erect on my boobs. I hated it. Hated how my pussy responded to two ugly strangers staring and spreading my pussy lips. Their filthy eyes devoured every inch of my pussy, my thighs, my inner thighs. Shame crushed me deep. I was exposed. Naked below the waist. A loyal wife. Mother. But the mission demanded it. For India. For saving lives. I bit my lip, tears in my eyes, body betraying me with more wetness.
Anand whispered into my ear while keeping my pussy lips spread. "Gopi is getting excited, madam. He is stroking faster. He might cum at any moment. We can collect his semen soon. Our mission will succeed. Stay open. Let him see."
He lowered his mouth again. He began sucking my boobs one after the other. His lips sealed around my left nipple, sucking deep, tongue swirling fast. Then right nipple, pulling it hard into his mouth, teeth grazing lightly. My boobs throbbed with pleasure. My pussy clenched, wetness dripping more. I moaned soft, back arching.
Gopi stroked his cock even faster, hand a blur, balls tightening, eyes glued to my spread pussy and Anand sucking my boobs. The berth filled with wet sucking sounds, stroking sounds, my soft moans. The bus rolled on into the night, the mission close to success.
Anand noticed Gopi still stroking his cock hard but not cumming yet. He glanced at the empty water bottle in the holder, then looked back at my spread pussy. Without warning, Anand moved between my legs. He grabbed his cock with one hand, placed the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. He pushed forward slow, inserting his cock inside my pussy. The thick head parted my pussy lips, stretching them wide as his cock slid deep inside my pussy, inch by inch, until his balls rested against my asshole.
I begged him instant. "Sir, no. Please stop. I cannot do this."
Anand slapped me hard on my left cheek. Pain flared hot. He slapped my right cheek even harder. Tears spilled from my eyes. He continued fucking me, pushing his cock deep inside my pussy, pulling out slow, then thrusting back in hard. Shame and betrayal spread all over my body. My husband’s face flashed in my mind. My mangalsutra swung between my boobs with every thrust. I was letting a stranger fuck my pussy. Betraying my marriage. Betraying everything. Guilt crushed me.
But the moment Anand began kissing my cheeks where he slapped, his lips soft and warm on the stinging skin, my body began to react. My pussy clenched tight around his cock. My pussy lips hugged his cock slick and wet. My clit throbbed against his pubic bone with each deep thrust. Pleasure mixed with shame. My nipples hardened more on my boobs. My boobs bounced with his rhythm.
I begged again, voice weak. "Sir, please stop. I cannot."
Anand got angry. His thrusts grew harder. He whispered rough into my ear. "Let Gopi watch and jerk off and cum, madam. We have to be ready to do anything for this mission. Obey. Enjoy yourself. Cooperate fully with me so Gopi does not suspect. Do it now."
I nodded through tears. I obeyed. I began to cooperate. I lifted my hips slightly to meet his thrusts. My pussy opened wider for his cock. My pussy lips slid smooth along his cock with every push. My clit rubbed against him. My body reacted stronger. My boobs bounced heavy. My nipples ached erect. My pussy dripped wetness around his cock, making wet sounds with each thrust.
Anand kissed my lips passionately. His tongue shoved deep into my mouth, tasting my tongue, my lips, my spit. I moaned inside his mouth soft and muffled, "Mnmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmm" I moaned as I was about to cum. The sound stayed trapped between our lips, nobody could hear me outside the curtain.
I could not hold it anymore. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...!" I moaned inside his mouth and began cumming all over his cock. My pussy clenched hard around his cock, pussy lips spasming, wetness gushing out, coating his cock and balls. My clit pulsed with each wave. My boobs trembled. My body shook under him.
After I came all over his cock, I hated myself. Hated that I orgasmed from a stranger fucking me. Hated that my pussy enjoyed it so much. But my body still trembled with aftershocks, pussy twitching around his cock, nipples hard and sensitive. Anand kept thrusting slow, not cumming yet. Gopi stroked his cock faster, eyes on my pussy stretched around Anand’s cock, waiting for his moment. The bus rolled on into the night, the mission continuing.
Anand kept his cock buried deep inside my pussy. He kissed my lips passionately again. His tongue pushed inside my mouth, tasting my spit, my tongue, the corners of my lips. His hands played with my boobs, grabbing them hard, squeezing the boobs together, thumbs rubbing my nipples in slow circles. He whispered against my mouth. "That is the spirit, madam. Enjoy yourself. Let your body take what it wants."
Guilt, shame, the order from him, and the need to do it for the country all swirled in my mind. But his cock inside my pussy drove me crazy. The thick cock filled my pussy completely, stretching my pussy lips wide, pressing against every wall of my pussy. The head of his cock rested deep near my cervix, pulsing hot. Every small shift sent jolts through my pussy. My pussy lips hugged his cock tight, slick with my wetness, sliding smooth with his slow movements. My clit rubbed against his pubic bone, throbbing with need. My body wanted more, craved the fullness, the friction, the deep pressure inside my pussy. I hated how shamelessly my pussy reacted, how my pussy clenched around his cock, milking it, begging for more thrusts even as my heart screamed betrayal.
That is when the bus slowed and stopped at a place. All the passengers began getting down. We three covered ourselves quick with the thin blanket over the berth. Anand’s cock stayed inside my pussy, softening slightly but still thick and warm. We waited silently under the blanket, breaths heavy.
After some minutes the helper began searching the bus to make sure everyone had left. He opened our curtain sudden. Before I could see him, Anand pulled the blanket completely over our heads, covering us fully. The helper asked Gopi. "Where is the madam from the opposite berth? Has she left?"
Gopi answered calm. "She has left already."
The helper continued. "Her luggage is still in the bus."
Gopi replied. "She told me to collect the bags and give them to her at home."
The helper said. "Okay. The bus is empty now. Just two male passengers left." He told the driver. "Continue driving." Then he closed the door from the inside.
The bus started moving again. Under the blanket, Anand’s cock stayed inside my pussy, soft but still filling me. My pussy throbbed around him, pussy lips sensitive and slick. My boobs pressed against his chest. My nipples ached erect. The secret continued in the dark, the mission still unfinished. Gopi lay close, waiting. The night stretched ahead.
Under the blanket, Anand’s cock stayed buried deep inside my pussy. He kissed my neck all over, lips sucking hard on the skin, tongue licking wet trails from my collarbone up to my ear. He spoke loud and clear now that the bus was empty and all for us. "Your pussy is so good, madam. So tight. So wet. Perfect for fucking."
My body reacted shamelessly. My pussy clenched tight around his cock, pussy lips gripping the thick cock with every slow thrust. My clit throbbed hard against his pubic bone, rubbing with delicious friction each time he pushed in. My pussy dripped more wetness, coating his cock and balls, making slick, filthy sounds fill the berth. My boobs bounced heavy with his rhythm, nipples aching erect and pink. My hips lifted to meet him, wanting more, craving the deep fullness of his cock stretching my pussy wider, hitting deeper.
My mind screamed it was wrong. Cheating on my husband. Betraying my marriage. Betraying everything. Shame flooded me. Guilt crushed my chest. I did not want to cum again. I did not want my pussy to enjoy this stranger’s cock anymore. I whispered desperate inside his mouth. "Sir, we are deviating from the mission. I can easily suck Gopi’s cock and make him cum. Please let me do that instead."
Anand got angry instant. He slapped my left cheek hard. Pain exploded hot across my face. I began to cry in pain, tears rolling down. He slapped my right cheek even harder. The sting burned deep. He leaned close to my ear, voice rough. "No orders, madam. I am in charge of this mission. Not you. Obey my commands only. Do not tell me what to do. You follow. That is all."
Then he began kissing my cheeks where he slapped, lips soft and warm on the painful skin. My body reacted again. My pussy clenched tight around his cock. My pussy lips spasmed. My clit throbbed sharp. Pleasure built fast despite my mind fighting it. My pussy walls fluttered around his cock, milking him shamelessly. My boobs heaved, nipples aching. My thighs trembled. My ass cheeks clenched. My pussy dripped wetness down to my asshole. I hated it. Hated how my body betrayed me again, turning horny from the slap and the kiss, craving more even as my heart screamed no.
Anand whispered rough. "Let Gopi watch and jerk off and cum, madam. We have to do anything for this mission. Enjoy yourself. Cooperate fully with me so Gopi does not suspect. Obey now."
I nodded through tears. I obeyed. I began to cooperate fully. My hips moved with his thrusts. My pussy opened wider for his cock. My pussy lips slid smooth along his cock with every push. My clit rubbed against him. My body reacted stronger. My boobs bounced heavy. My nipples ached erect. My pussy dripped wetness around his cock, making wet sounds with each thrust.
Anand kissed my lips passionately. His tongue shoved deep into my mouth. I moaned inside his mouth, "Mnmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmm" I moaned as I was about to cum. The sound stayed trapped between our lips, nobody could hear me outside.
I could not hold it anymore. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...!" I moaned inside his mouth and began cumming all over his cock. My pussy clenched hard around his cock, pussy lips spasming violently, wetness gushing out in hot, thick waves, soaking his cock and balls. My clit pulsed with intense, shattering pleasure, sending shock after shock through my whole body. My pussy walls fluttered and squeezed his cock over and over, milking him with strong contractions. My boobs trembled, nipples throbbing hard. My thighs shook uncontrollably. My ass cheeks clenched tight. Waves of orgasm crashed through my pussy, making my pussy twitch and spasm, wetness pouring out, dripping down my asshole onto the mattress. My body arched under him, shaking, lost in the filthy, overwhelming release.
After I came all over his cock, I hated myself. Hated that I orgasmed so hard from a stranger fucking me. Hated that my pussy enjoyed it so much, still twitching around his cock. But my body still trembled with aftershocks, pussy sensitive and wet, craving more. Anand kept thrusting slow, not cumming yet. Gopi stroked his cock faster, eyes on my pussy stretched around Anand’s cock, waiting for his moment. The bus rolled on into the night, the mission continuing.
After I came all over his cock, shame burned deep in my chest. I hated myself for orgasming so hard from a stranger fucking my pussy. Hated that my pussy still twitched around his cock, sensitive and wet, craving more. Anand continued fucking me slow and deep, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy, head pushing against the deepest walls each time. He held my face gently with both hands, kissed my lips nicely, soft and slow, tongue tasting my tongue, my lips, the corners of my mouth. He whispered seductively against my lips, voice low and husky. "You are so beautiful, madam... look at these perfect boobs, so full, so soft... and this pussy... oh god, this hot, tight pussy grips my cock like it was made for me. I wish you were my wife... I would wake up every morning with my cock inside this sweet pussy, fuck you slow and deep until you moan my name, fill you every single night... you are too perfect to belong to anyone else."
His words dripped like honey, seductive and filthy. Pride bloomed first in my chest. My boobs felt fuller, heavier, more desirable. My pussy clenched tighter around his cock, pussy lips hugging him slick and wet. A stranger telling me how beautiful I was, how much he craved my pussy, how he wished I was his wife. The praise made my pussy throb harder, clit pulsing with need. The more he fucked me and whispered how perfect my pussy felt, how he would enjoy it daily, the hornier I became. My pussy dripped more wetness, coating his cock and balls. My boobs bounced heavy, nipples aching erect and pink. My hips lifted to meet his thrusts, wanting more. My body burned with need, craving the filthy praise, the deep thrusts, the feeling of being desired so badly by a stranger. Pleasure coiled tighter in my pussy, building higher, hotter.
Without my control, I began wrapping my arms around his neck. I hugged him tight, pulling him closer. My boobs crushed against his chest, nipples rubbing hard against his skin. I moaned soft, enjoying the way he fucked my pussy, the way his cock filled me completely, the way his seductive words made my pussy drip more wetness.
As we hugged, Anand turned sideways, facing my back to Gopi. Gopi at first rubbed his hands all over my ass cheeks. He grabbed both ass cheeks hard, squeezing the full round flesh, spreading them apart slightly. "I have never seen an ass like this, madam. So round. So perfect."
All of a sudden Gopi inserted his cock inside my asshole. He pushed the head of his cock against my asshole, stretching the tight ring slow. His cock slid in deep, filling my asshole completely. Now both men fucked me at the same time. Anand’s cock thrust deep inside my pussy, stretching my pussy lips wide, hitting every wall. Gopi’s cock filled my asshole, stretching the tight ring, rubbing against the thin wall separating my pussy and asshole. The double fullness made my pussy clench harder around Anand’s cock, my asshole grip Gopi’s cock tight. My clit throbbed wildly. My pussy and asshole felt stretched to the limit, every nerve on fire, pleasure exploding from both holes with every thrust. My pussy dripped wetness around Anand’s cock, my asshole clenched around Gopi’s cock, the sensation overwhelming, filthy, intense.
My boobs bounced with their rhythm, nipples aching erect. My thighs trembled. My ass cheeks clenched around Gopi’s cock. My pussy and asshole spasmed together, pleasure building higher, hotter. I hated it. Hated how my body enjoyed being fucked in both pussy and asshole by two ugly strangers. But my pussy clenched harder, my clit pulsed wild, my boobs heaved. The mission, the country, the guilt faded. My body surrendered completely to the double fucking, craving more, needing more. The bus rolled on into the night, the dark berth thick with heat and shame.
Anand reached down slow. He grabbed my thighs, spread them wider. He used both thumbs to spread my pussy lips open. My pussy parted fully, revealing the pink inner walls, dripping wetness in slow strings, clit throbbing visible, entrance tight and inviting. "Look at this beautiful Tamil pussy, Gopi. So perfect. So wet. This is what we tempt."
Gopi stroked his cock harder, hand pumping fast up and down the thick length, balls swinging heavy, pre-cum leaking thick from the head.
My body reacted instant. My pussy throbbed harder, pussy lips swelling more under their eyes. Fresh wetness poured out, dripping down my asshole. My clit pulsed sharp. My nipples ached erect on my boobs. I hated it. Hated how my pussy responded to two ugly strangers staring and spreading my pussy lips. Their filthy eyes devoured every inch of my pussy, my thighs, my inner thighs. Shame crushed me deep. I was exposed. Naked below the waist. A loyal wife. Mother. But the mission demanded it. For India. For saving lives. I bit my lip, tears in my eyes, body betraying me with more wetness.
Anand whispered into my ear while keeping my pussy lips spread. "Gopi is getting excited, madam. He is stroking faster. He might cum at any moment. We can collect his semen soon. Our mission will succeed. Stay open. Let him see."
He lowered his mouth again. He began sucking my boobs one after the other. His lips sealed around my left nipple, sucking deep, tongue swirling fast. Then right nipple, pulling it hard into his mouth, teeth grazing lightly. My boobs throbbed with pleasure. My pussy clenched, wetness dripping more. I moaned soft, back arching.
Gopi stroked his cock even faster, hand a blur, balls tightening, eyes glued to my spread pussy and Anand sucking my boobs. The berth filled with wet sucking sounds, stroking sounds, my soft moans. The bus rolled on into the night, the mission close to success.
Anand noticed Gopi still stroking his cock hard but not cumming yet. He glanced at the empty water bottle in the holder, then looked back at my spread pussy. Without warning, Anand moved between my legs. He grabbed his cock with one hand, placed the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. He pushed forward slow, inserting his cock inside my pussy. The thick head parted my pussy lips, stretching them wide as his cock slid deep inside my pussy, inch by inch, until his balls rested against my asshole.
I begged him instant. "Sir, no. Please stop. I cannot do this."
Anand slapped me hard on my left cheek. Pain flared hot. He slapped my right cheek even harder. Tears spilled from my eyes. He continued fucking me, pushing his cock deep inside my pussy, pulling out slow, then thrusting back in hard. Shame and betrayal spread all over my body. My husband’s face flashed in my mind. My mangalsutra swung between my boobs with every thrust. I was letting a stranger fuck my pussy. Betraying my marriage. Betraying everything. Guilt crushed me.
But the moment Anand began kissing my cheeks where he slapped, his lips soft and warm on the stinging skin, my body began to react. My pussy clenched tight around his cock. My pussy lips hugged his cock slick and wet. My clit throbbed against his pubic bone with each deep thrust. Pleasure mixed with shame. My nipples hardened more on my boobs. My boobs bounced with his rhythm.
I begged again, voice weak. "Sir, please stop. I cannot."
Anand got angry. His thrusts grew harder. He whispered rough into my ear. "Let Gopi watch and jerk off and cum, madam. We have to be ready to do anything for this mission. Obey. Enjoy yourself. Cooperate fully with me so Gopi does not suspect. Do it now."
I nodded through tears. I obeyed. I began to cooperate. I lifted my hips slightly to meet his thrusts. My pussy opened wider for his cock. My pussy lips slid smooth along his cock with every push. My clit rubbed against him. My body reacted stronger. My boobs bounced heavy. My nipples ached erect. My pussy dripped wetness around his cock, making wet sounds with each thrust.
Anand kissed my lips passionately. His tongue shoved deep into my mouth, tasting my tongue, my lips, my spit. I moaned inside his mouth soft and muffled, "Mnmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmm" I moaned as I was about to cum. The sound stayed trapped between our lips, nobody could hear me outside the curtain.
I could not hold it anymore. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...!" I moaned inside his mouth and began cumming all over his cock. My pussy clenched hard around his cock, pussy lips spasming, wetness gushing out, coating his cock and balls. My clit pulsed with each wave. My boobs trembled. My body shook under him.
After I came all over his cock, I hated myself. Hated that I orgasmed from a stranger fucking me. Hated that my pussy enjoyed it so much. But my body still trembled with aftershocks, pussy twitching around his cock, nipples hard and sensitive. Anand kept thrusting slow, not cumming yet. Gopi stroked his cock faster, eyes on my pussy stretched around Anand’s cock, waiting for his moment. The bus rolled on into the night, the mission continuing.
Anand kept his cock buried deep inside my pussy. He kissed my lips passionately again. His tongue pushed inside my mouth, tasting my spit, my tongue, the corners of my lips. His hands played with my boobs, grabbing them hard, squeezing the boobs together, thumbs rubbing my nipples in slow circles. He whispered against my mouth. "That is the spirit, madam. Enjoy yourself. Let your body take what it wants."
Guilt, shame, the order from him, and the need to do it for the country all swirled in my mind. But his cock inside my pussy drove me crazy. The thick cock filled my pussy completely, stretching my pussy lips wide, pressing against every wall of my pussy. The head of his cock rested deep near my cervix, pulsing hot. Every small shift sent jolts through my pussy. My pussy lips hugged his cock tight, slick with my wetness, sliding smooth with his slow movements. My clit rubbed against his pubic bone, throbbing with need. My body wanted more, craved the fullness, the friction, the deep pressure inside my pussy. I hated how shamelessly my pussy reacted, how my pussy clenched around his cock, milking it, begging for more thrusts even as my heart screamed betrayal.
That is when the bus slowed and stopped at a place. All the passengers began getting down. We three covered ourselves quick with the thin blanket over the berth. Anand’s cock stayed inside my pussy, softening slightly but still thick and warm. We waited silently under the blanket, breaths heavy.
After some minutes the helper began searching the bus to make sure everyone had left. He opened our curtain sudden. Before I could see him, Anand pulled the blanket completely over our heads, covering us fully. The helper asked Gopi. "Where is the madam from the opposite berth? Has she left?"
Gopi answered calm. "She has left already."
The helper continued. "Her luggage is still in the bus."
Gopi replied. "She told me to collect the bags and give them to her at home."
The helper said. "Okay. The bus is empty now. Just two male passengers left." He told the driver. "Continue driving." Then he closed the door from the inside.
The bus started moving again. Under the blanket, Anand’s cock stayed inside my pussy, soft but still filling me. My pussy throbbed around him, pussy lips sensitive and slick. My boobs pressed against his chest. My nipples ached erect. The secret continued in the dark, the mission still unfinished. Gopi lay close, waiting. The night stretched ahead.
Under the blanket, Anand’s cock stayed buried deep inside my pussy. He kissed my neck all over, lips sucking hard on the skin, tongue licking wet trails from my collarbone up to my ear. He spoke loud and clear now that the bus was empty and all for us. "Your pussy is so good, madam. So tight. So wet. Perfect for fucking."
My body reacted shamelessly. My pussy clenched tight around his cock, pussy lips gripping the thick cock with every slow thrust. My clit throbbed hard against his pubic bone, rubbing with delicious friction each time he pushed in. My pussy dripped more wetness, coating his cock and balls, making slick, filthy sounds fill the berth. My boobs bounced heavy with his rhythm, nipples aching erect and pink. My hips lifted to meet him, wanting more, craving the deep fullness of his cock stretching my pussy wider, hitting deeper.
My mind screamed it was wrong. Cheating on my husband. Betraying my marriage. Betraying everything. Shame flooded me. Guilt crushed my chest. I did not want to cum again. I did not want my pussy to enjoy this stranger’s cock anymore. I whispered desperate inside his mouth. "Sir, we are deviating from the mission. I can easily suck Gopi’s cock and make him cum. Please let me do that instead."
Anand got angry instant. He slapped my left cheek hard. Pain exploded hot across my face. I began to cry in pain, tears rolling down. He slapped my right cheek even harder. The sting burned deep. He leaned close to my ear, voice rough. "No orders, madam. I am in charge of this mission. Not you. Obey my commands only. Do not tell me what to do. You follow. That is all."
Then he began kissing my cheeks where he slapped, lips soft and warm on the painful skin. My body reacted again. My pussy clenched tight around his cock. My pussy lips spasmed. My clit throbbed sharp. Pleasure built fast despite my mind fighting it. My pussy walls fluttered around his cock, milking him shamelessly. My boobs heaved, nipples aching. My thighs trembled. My ass cheeks clenched. My pussy dripped wetness down to my asshole. I hated it. Hated how my body betrayed me again, turning horny from the slap and the kiss, craving more even as my heart screamed no.
Anand whispered rough. "Let Gopi watch and jerk off and cum, madam. We have to do anything for this mission. Enjoy yourself. Cooperate fully with me so Gopi does not suspect. Obey now."
I nodded through tears. I obeyed. I began to cooperate fully. My hips moved with his thrusts. My pussy opened wider for his cock. My pussy lips slid smooth along his cock with every push. My clit rubbed against him. My body reacted stronger. My boobs bounced heavy. My nipples ached erect. My pussy dripped wetness around his cock, making wet sounds with each thrust.
Anand kissed my lips passionately. His tongue shoved deep into my mouth. I moaned inside his mouth, "Mnmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmm" I moaned as I was about to cum. The sound stayed trapped between our lips, nobody could hear me outside.
I could not hold it anymore. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...!" I moaned inside his mouth and began cumming all over his cock. My pussy clenched hard around his cock, pussy lips spasming violently, wetness gushing out in hot, thick waves, soaking his cock and balls. My clit pulsed with intense, shattering pleasure, sending shock after shock through my whole body. My pussy walls fluttered and squeezed his cock over and over, milking him with strong contractions. My boobs trembled, nipples throbbing hard. My thighs shook uncontrollably. My ass cheeks clenched tight. Waves of orgasm crashed through my pussy, making my pussy twitch and spasm, wetness pouring out, dripping down my asshole onto the mattress. My body arched under him, shaking, lost in the filthy, overwhelming release.
After I came all over his cock, I hated myself. Hated that I orgasmed so hard from a stranger fucking me. Hated that my pussy enjoyed it so much, still twitching around his cock. But my body still trembled with aftershocks, pussy sensitive and wet, craving more. Anand kept thrusting slow, not cumming yet. Gopi stroked his cock faster, eyes on my pussy stretched around Anand’s cock, waiting for his moment. The bus rolled on into the night, the mission continuing.
After I came all over his cock, shame burned deep in my chest. I hated myself for orgasming so hard from a stranger fucking my pussy. Hated that my pussy still twitched around his cock, sensitive and wet, craving more. Anand continued fucking me slow and deep, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy, head pushing against the deepest walls each time. He held my face gently with both hands, kissed my lips nicely, soft and slow, tongue tasting my tongue, my lips, the corners of my mouth. He whispered seductively against my lips, voice low and husky. "You are so beautiful, madam... look at these perfect boobs, so full, so soft... and this pussy... oh god, this hot, tight pussy grips my cock like it was made for me. I wish you were my wife... I would wake up every morning with my cock inside this sweet pussy, fuck you slow and deep until you moan my name, fill you every single night... you are too perfect to belong to anyone else."
His words dripped like honey, seductive and filthy. Pride bloomed first in my chest. My boobs felt fuller, heavier, more desirable. My pussy clenched tighter around his cock, pussy lips hugging him slick and wet. A stranger telling me how beautiful I was, how much he craved my pussy, how he wished I was his wife. The praise made my pussy throb harder, clit pulsing with need. The more he fucked me and whispered how perfect my pussy felt, how he would enjoy it daily, the hornier I became. My pussy dripped more wetness, coating his cock and balls. My boobs bounced heavy, nipples aching erect and pink. My hips lifted to meet his thrusts, wanting more. My body burned with need, craving the filthy praise, the deep thrusts, the feeling of being desired so badly by a stranger. Pleasure coiled tighter in my pussy, building higher, hotter.
Without my control, I began wrapping my arms around his neck. I hugged him tight, pulling him closer. My boobs crushed against his chest, nipples rubbing hard against his skin. I moaned soft, enjoying the way he fucked my pussy, the way his cock filled me completely, the way his seductive words made my pussy drip more wetness.
As we hugged, Anand turned sideways, facing my back to Gopi. Gopi at first rubbed his hands all over my ass cheeks. He grabbed both ass cheeks hard, squeezing the full round flesh, spreading them apart slightly. "I have never seen an ass like this, madam. So round. So perfect."
All of a sudden Gopi inserted his cock inside my asshole. He pushed the head of his cock against my asshole, stretching the tight ring slow. His cock slid in deep, filling my asshole completely. Now both men fucked me at the same time. Anand’s cock thrust deep inside my pussy, stretching my pussy lips wide, hitting every wall. Gopi’s cock filled my asshole, stretching the tight ring, rubbing against the thin wall separating my pussy and asshole. The double fullness made my pussy clench harder around Anand’s cock, my asshole grip Gopi’s cock tight. My clit throbbed wildly. My pussy and asshole felt stretched to the limit, every nerve on fire, pleasure exploding from both holes with every thrust. My pussy dripped wetness around Anand’s cock, my asshole clenched around Gopi’s cock, the sensation overwhelming, filthy, intense.
My boobs bounced with their rhythm, nipples aching erect. My thighs trembled. My ass cheeks clenched around Gopi’s cock. My pussy and asshole spasmed together, pleasure building higher, hotter. I hated it. Hated how my body enjoyed being fucked in both pussy and asshole by two ugly strangers. But my pussy clenched harder, my clit pulsed wild, my boobs heaved. The mission, the country, the guilt faded. My body surrendered completely to the double fucking, craving more, needing more. The bus rolled on into the night, the dark berth thick with heat and shame.
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