01-04-2026, 10:12 PM
WITH A DRIVER IN HIS CAMP (PART – 2)
Atul said that he will take me out on a weekend to fuck me properly. I left from his room after adjusting my pallu and saree. I went out and the engineer said it will take more time for him to finish his work so he apologized for it. I said it is ok. Singh was meanwhile there on the ground floor. He came to us and asked the junior engineer about the problem and he explained him. Singh said it is okay and that he will drop me. Junior engineer thanked and he left. Singh looked at me with lust and I just blushed. He was a heavy vehicle driver, of a truck. He said as he is going home, he has a van. He can drop me to office or home. He had met me a lot of times before this during my earlier visit to sites. I was wearing a safety shoe which was given to me at the entrance cabin. I went there handed over the shoe and wore my high heels. Singh was standing behind me and am sure he was looking at my bare back seen through my red backless blouse and my long silky hair tied to a hair bun with a hair stick. He could also see my kamarband around my waist. When I turned around after wearing my high heel, his eyes were still glued to my back. I just blushed and asked him, “Chale Singh ji?” He suddenly looked at my face and said yes let’s go. On our way to the parking, we saw all the site workers waiting in queue for their company bus. They all were staring at me when we passed by. I felt as if I was walking nude in front of all those labourers. Singh ji said all the labourers will have a good night tonight. I asked how so. Singh said that they rarely see such beautiful things at site. I was horny when he said the word “thing”. I felt like I was just a thing for the men around me. Ufffff a wave a sluttiness swept through my body. Atul had already left me half burnt with his fondling and kissing. I wanted Singh so badly. Singh and I reached the parking and his was a pick-up truck and not a van. The pick-up truck had 2 rows and the loading bay behind.
We got into the truck. Singh had parked it in a very isolated place. He switched on the ac as I told him it was too hot. With my pallu I wiped some sweat on my neck and Singh was continuously staring at me. He was looking at my boobs and my pallu just slid down from my shoulder and he could see my deep cleavage as my blouse was deep U neck. I looked at him feeling shy and he said, “Suja your husband is a very lucky man.” I asked why so?
Singh: Suja tumhara badan itna curvy and gol hai isliye. Tumhare yeh lambe baal, yeh kamar, aur tumhara yeh tight blouse. Maar hi dala.
Me: Singh ji aap bhi na. (I patted on his shoulder and gave a shy smile on his comment)
Singh held my hand and said, “Kaash ek baar tum mujhe mil jaati.”I just blushed and asked, “Mil jaati toh?” He said,”Suja tumhe poora kha jaata”. I just blushed. He held my hand tight and kept it on his crotch. It was semi hard. I slowly pressed and caressed it. He lowered my pallu and kept his hands on my boob and slowly starting pressing from over my blouse itself. I felt like a dirty whore getting used by a truck driver in a site.
Singh : Suja kya tum mere accommodation mein aaogi aaj raat ke liye?
Me : Par woh to labour camp hain na ?
Singh : Ha Suja. Par mere room mein sirf 3 hi log hai. Aaaogi tum Suja ?
That is when my husband called and asked about my whereabouts. Singh looked at me as it was on speaker. I had kept it on speaker because I was trying to put back my pallu and trying to hold my bag as it was going to fall down. Singh looked at me on my husband’s question. I looked at Singh and said, “Suresh I am in a meeting right now. It will take sometime and I will be late. If it becomes too late, I will go with Shalini to her house and then come home tomorrow, since it is Friday tomorrow. I might come by noon too.” Suresh disconnected the call and Singh looked at me. Singh grabbed me around my waist and kissed my cheeks and slowly he started kissing my neck and then my red lips. We smooched for a while and then thought of leaving as people from the site also started moving out in their cars and busses.
Singh said that he never thought I was so open. I just blushed. He had kept his hands on my thighs and massaging with one hand as he held the steering with the other hand. He drove and we reached the camp. It was huge area and I couldn’t see a single woman in that area. I was scared and horny at the same time. They were short storeyed buildings with men all around. I asked Singh, “ Yaha toh sab mard hi hai Singhji. Main kaisi niklungi bahar?” Singh said he has a parking area where he will park the car and then go straight inside his building. Since the labourers are just arriving no one would be there. I was little tensed but he said he’ll take care of that. We arrived at his parking which was a lonely place and there was a building with ground and first floor next to it. We got out of the pick-up truck and headed towards his building. It was a typical bachelor’s accommodation. It was pretty messy. I was horny thinking about so many men staying in that building and I being the only woman, a married woman in the same building. Singh opened the door and we go inside his house. It was a 3 Bedroom apartment. 1 room was Singh’s and the second was Parmar’s. Parmar was his roommate. Third room was another guy who was a truck driver too. Parmar was already there and he came out and saw me. He was filled with lust as he saw me and checked me from top to toe. Singh said this is Suja and Suja this is Parmar. Parmar shook hands with me. He was a strong tough man. Hands felt like rock hard. So, these 3 guys were all truck drivers. The third one wasn’t there in the city. Singh said this is the Suja I was talking about. Parmar was hornier knowing that I was Suja. Singh took me to his room and said that he had told Parmar that “Suja ek patakha hai. Kisi din pati toh use room mein lekar aaunga aur hum dono milkar uska maza lootenge.” I just blushed and said, “Singh, tum bade natkhat ho.” He asked if I didn’t like Parmar. Parmar was tall, strong, muscular and rough looking guy. I just blushed thinking of Parmar in my mind and Singh’s question. Singh knew that I liked Parmar too. There was only 1 bathroom in the room. Singh said he’ll go and freshen up as he was all dirty. I said ok. Singh said you can go and sit with Parmar if you want to. Singh went inside the bathroom and I slowly opened the door and knocked Parmar’s room. He opened the door and asked me to come inside. He asked about Singh and I said he has gone to have his shower. He said he was staying alone and his family is in India. While talking he was looking at my body and my lips. I was just blushing every time I caught him staring at my body. He asked about my family and I said I stay with my husband and he is traveling most of the times. He asked me how I manage in his absence. I knew what he meant but I just acted shy and said I wait. He asked me to come to his room whenever I was alone and felt lonely. I just blushed and said okay. He asked about sex life and I said it is ok and going on. He asked me if I had any boyfriends. I felt shy and just blushed. He knew I was a dirty married lady. He kept his hands on my thighs and started talking. We spoke for sometime and then Singh came after freshening up. I left Parmar’s room and went to Singh’s room. I told Singh that I’ll also freshen up and come. But I didn’t have any clothes or a towel with me apart from an extra lingerie set that I always keep in my bag. I asked Singh and he gave me a very flimsy towel. I was quite small too. I took it and went inside the bathroom. It was a very small bathroom with a small mirror with the wash basin. Very basic. And there was a shower head too. I dropped my saree and untied the string of my back open red blouse and also removed my underskirt and my thong. I removed my mangalsutra, choker neck piece and my kamarband. I opened my hair bun and it was all sweaty. I stood underneath the shower and thoroughly cleaned and washed my hair. Then I took a shower applying soap everywhere as it was a very hot and sweaty day. I also took my razor and clean shaved my pussy and then cleaned and washed myself. I dried myself with the short towel that Singh gave. I tied my hair to a bun and stuck my hair stick. I came out wearing the towel. I was only wearing my towel and nothing inside. I had worn my neck piece and my long mangalsutra. My bangles and my payal. When I came out, I couldn’t see Singh. I heard him chatting with Parmar in his room. I went to his dressing mirror and applied my sindoor on my forehead and also a round bindi with it. I applied red lipstick. Did my mascara and did little make up. I looked into the mirror and I looked like a married whore ready to be used by a Driver. I could hear Parmar asking Singh if he could also have some fun with Suja. Singh said that he will let Parmar know if Suja is interested in him. I was horny by the idea that both the drivers wanted to use me so badly. I sat on Singh’s bed waiting for him. He came after 10 mins and knocked the door. I opened the door for him and he came in and locked the door from inside. He looked at me from head to toe.
I was wearing his towel from which my cleavage was oozing out. Then my choker neck piece and my long mangalsutra resting over my big round boobs. He was also staring at my face with my sindoor on my forehead, bindi made out of it, my eyes with kajal and mascara and eye shadow, my red lips with lipstick and lip gloss and my nose ring. He looked down and he could see my payal on my ankle and toe nails with red nail polish. His eyes were filled with lust and when he looked into my eyes, I felt shy and looked down. He held me around my waist and held me against the wall. He said, ”Suja tum ekdam madak lag rahi ho.”
Me : Singhji yeh madak kya hota hai? (I wanted to act like an innocent slut)
Singh : Suja tumhare jaisi ek kadak maal ko madak kehte hai. Ekdam gadrayi ho tum Suja.
Saying this his hands were behind me fondling my back and my big round ass. He looked and me and said that he wanted to taste me since a very long time. Since the first day that he saw me at site with Mr.Sharma. He said he was very hesitant to even talk to me. He said I look very sexy and hot. I just blushed on his remarks. He said is it ok if he uses some bad hindi words to call me. I asked him what words he meant. He asked if he can call me his Randi, Randi Suja. I just blushed as I was horny thinking a driver asking me permission to call me a Randi. As I blushed, he also knew I didn’t have any problem with it. Singh said Suja meri randi tumhari gaand kitni mast moti aur bhari hui hai Sujaaa. Jab bhi tum site mein aati ho tumhari moti bhari hui gaand ko hi dekhte rehta hu main. Sirf main hi nahi, sabhi labourers site ke dekhte hai aur apna lund dabate hai. Parmar bhi hamesha kehte rehta hai Suja madam ek madak maal hai. I just blushed and he asked if Parmar can also join us.
Singh: Suja tumhara permission hai toh Parmar ko bhi join karvate hai. Agar tumhe problem nahi hai toh.
Me: Blushingly asked, Par achanak se koi aa gaya toh ?
Singh: Aaj toh ab shaam ho chuki hai. Sab khana khakar so jaenge.
I just blushed and said ok. I looked down feeling shy. Singh understood and he called Parmar on his phone and put the call on speaker.
Singh: Kya kar raha hai Parmar tu?
Parmar: Kuch nahi Singh, just naha liya. Tu kya kar raha hai? Aur Suja kya kar rahi hai ?
Singh: Kuch nahi bas aise hi baithe hai. Hamara bhi nahakar ho gaya.
Parmar: Saath mein nahaya kya ?
Singh looked at me and I just blushed.
Singh: Nahi nahi. Tu aaja room mein.
Parmar said ok and disconnected the call.
Atul said that he will take me out on a weekend to fuck me properly. I left from his room after adjusting my pallu and saree. I went out and the engineer said it will take more time for him to finish his work so he apologized for it. I said it is ok. Singh was meanwhile there on the ground floor. He came to us and asked the junior engineer about the problem and he explained him. Singh said it is okay and that he will drop me. Junior engineer thanked and he left. Singh looked at me with lust and I just blushed. He was a heavy vehicle driver, of a truck. He said as he is going home, he has a van. He can drop me to office or home. He had met me a lot of times before this during my earlier visit to sites. I was wearing a safety shoe which was given to me at the entrance cabin. I went there handed over the shoe and wore my high heels. Singh was standing behind me and am sure he was looking at my bare back seen through my red backless blouse and my long silky hair tied to a hair bun with a hair stick. He could also see my kamarband around my waist. When I turned around after wearing my high heel, his eyes were still glued to my back. I just blushed and asked him, “Chale Singh ji?” He suddenly looked at my face and said yes let’s go. On our way to the parking, we saw all the site workers waiting in queue for their company bus. They all were staring at me when we passed by. I felt as if I was walking nude in front of all those labourers. Singh ji said all the labourers will have a good night tonight. I asked how so. Singh said that they rarely see such beautiful things at site. I was horny when he said the word “thing”. I felt like I was just a thing for the men around me. Ufffff a wave a sluttiness swept through my body. Atul had already left me half burnt with his fondling and kissing. I wanted Singh so badly. Singh and I reached the parking and his was a pick-up truck and not a van. The pick-up truck had 2 rows and the loading bay behind.
We got into the truck. Singh had parked it in a very isolated place. He switched on the ac as I told him it was too hot. With my pallu I wiped some sweat on my neck and Singh was continuously staring at me. He was looking at my boobs and my pallu just slid down from my shoulder and he could see my deep cleavage as my blouse was deep U neck. I looked at him feeling shy and he said, “Suja your husband is a very lucky man.” I asked why so?
Singh: Suja tumhara badan itna curvy and gol hai isliye. Tumhare yeh lambe baal, yeh kamar, aur tumhara yeh tight blouse. Maar hi dala.
Me: Singh ji aap bhi na. (I patted on his shoulder and gave a shy smile on his comment)
Singh held my hand and said, “Kaash ek baar tum mujhe mil jaati.”I just blushed and asked, “Mil jaati toh?” He said,”Suja tumhe poora kha jaata”. I just blushed. He held my hand tight and kept it on his crotch. It was semi hard. I slowly pressed and caressed it. He lowered my pallu and kept his hands on my boob and slowly starting pressing from over my blouse itself. I felt like a dirty whore getting used by a truck driver in a site.
Singh : Suja kya tum mere accommodation mein aaogi aaj raat ke liye?
Me : Par woh to labour camp hain na ?
Singh : Ha Suja. Par mere room mein sirf 3 hi log hai. Aaaogi tum Suja ?
That is when my husband called and asked about my whereabouts. Singh looked at me as it was on speaker. I had kept it on speaker because I was trying to put back my pallu and trying to hold my bag as it was going to fall down. Singh looked at me on my husband’s question. I looked at Singh and said, “Suresh I am in a meeting right now. It will take sometime and I will be late. If it becomes too late, I will go with Shalini to her house and then come home tomorrow, since it is Friday tomorrow. I might come by noon too.” Suresh disconnected the call and Singh looked at me. Singh grabbed me around my waist and kissed my cheeks and slowly he started kissing my neck and then my red lips. We smooched for a while and then thought of leaving as people from the site also started moving out in their cars and busses.
Singh said that he never thought I was so open. I just blushed. He had kept his hands on my thighs and massaging with one hand as he held the steering with the other hand. He drove and we reached the camp. It was huge area and I couldn’t see a single woman in that area. I was scared and horny at the same time. They were short storeyed buildings with men all around. I asked Singh, “ Yaha toh sab mard hi hai Singhji. Main kaisi niklungi bahar?” Singh said he has a parking area where he will park the car and then go straight inside his building. Since the labourers are just arriving no one would be there. I was little tensed but he said he’ll take care of that. We arrived at his parking which was a lonely place and there was a building with ground and first floor next to it. We got out of the pick-up truck and headed towards his building. It was a typical bachelor’s accommodation. It was pretty messy. I was horny thinking about so many men staying in that building and I being the only woman, a married woman in the same building. Singh opened the door and we go inside his house. It was a 3 Bedroom apartment. 1 room was Singh’s and the second was Parmar’s. Parmar was his roommate. Third room was another guy who was a truck driver too. Parmar was already there and he came out and saw me. He was filled with lust as he saw me and checked me from top to toe. Singh said this is Suja and Suja this is Parmar. Parmar shook hands with me. He was a strong tough man. Hands felt like rock hard. So, these 3 guys were all truck drivers. The third one wasn’t there in the city. Singh said this is the Suja I was talking about. Parmar was hornier knowing that I was Suja. Singh took me to his room and said that he had told Parmar that “Suja ek patakha hai. Kisi din pati toh use room mein lekar aaunga aur hum dono milkar uska maza lootenge.” I just blushed and said, “Singh, tum bade natkhat ho.” He asked if I didn’t like Parmar. Parmar was tall, strong, muscular and rough looking guy. I just blushed thinking of Parmar in my mind and Singh’s question. Singh knew that I liked Parmar too. There was only 1 bathroom in the room. Singh said he’ll go and freshen up as he was all dirty. I said ok. Singh said you can go and sit with Parmar if you want to. Singh went inside the bathroom and I slowly opened the door and knocked Parmar’s room. He opened the door and asked me to come inside. He asked about Singh and I said he has gone to have his shower. He said he was staying alone and his family is in India. While talking he was looking at my body and my lips. I was just blushing every time I caught him staring at my body. He asked about my family and I said I stay with my husband and he is traveling most of the times. He asked me how I manage in his absence. I knew what he meant but I just acted shy and said I wait. He asked me to come to his room whenever I was alone and felt lonely. I just blushed and said okay. He asked about sex life and I said it is ok and going on. He asked me if I had any boyfriends. I felt shy and just blushed. He knew I was a dirty married lady. He kept his hands on my thighs and started talking. We spoke for sometime and then Singh came after freshening up. I left Parmar’s room and went to Singh’s room. I told Singh that I’ll also freshen up and come. But I didn’t have any clothes or a towel with me apart from an extra lingerie set that I always keep in my bag. I asked Singh and he gave me a very flimsy towel. I was quite small too. I took it and went inside the bathroom. It was a very small bathroom with a small mirror with the wash basin. Very basic. And there was a shower head too. I dropped my saree and untied the string of my back open red blouse and also removed my underskirt and my thong. I removed my mangalsutra, choker neck piece and my kamarband. I opened my hair bun and it was all sweaty. I stood underneath the shower and thoroughly cleaned and washed my hair. Then I took a shower applying soap everywhere as it was a very hot and sweaty day. I also took my razor and clean shaved my pussy and then cleaned and washed myself. I dried myself with the short towel that Singh gave. I tied my hair to a bun and stuck my hair stick. I came out wearing the towel. I was only wearing my towel and nothing inside. I had worn my neck piece and my long mangalsutra. My bangles and my payal. When I came out, I couldn’t see Singh. I heard him chatting with Parmar in his room. I went to his dressing mirror and applied my sindoor on my forehead and also a round bindi with it. I applied red lipstick. Did my mascara and did little make up. I looked into the mirror and I looked like a married whore ready to be used by a Driver. I could hear Parmar asking Singh if he could also have some fun with Suja. Singh said that he will let Parmar know if Suja is interested in him. I was horny by the idea that both the drivers wanted to use me so badly. I sat on Singh’s bed waiting for him. He came after 10 mins and knocked the door. I opened the door for him and he came in and locked the door from inside. He looked at me from head to toe.
I was wearing his towel from which my cleavage was oozing out. Then my choker neck piece and my long mangalsutra resting over my big round boobs. He was also staring at my face with my sindoor on my forehead, bindi made out of it, my eyes with kajal and mascara and eye shadow, my red lips with lipstick and lip gloss and my nose ring. He looked down and he could see my payal on my ankle and toe nails with red nail polish. His eyes were filled with lust and when he looked into my eyes, I felt shy and looked down. He held me around my waist and held me against the wall. He said, ”Suja tum ekdam madak lag rahi ho.”
Me : Singhji yeh madak kya hota hai? (I wanted to act like an innocent slut)
Singh : Suja tumhare jaisi ek kadak maal ko madak kehte hai. Ekdam gadrayi ho tum Suja.
Saying this his hands were behind me fondling my back and my big round ass. He looked and me and said that he wanted to taste me since a very long time. Since the first day that he saw me at site with Mr.Sharma. He said he was very hesitant to even talk to me. He said I look very sexy and hot. I just blushed on his remarks. He said is it ok if he uses some bad hindi words to call me. I asked him what words he meant. He asked if he can call me his Randi, Randi Suja. I just blushed as I was horny thinking a driver asking me permission to call me a Randi. As I blushed, he also knew I didn’t have any problem with it. Singh said Suja meri randi tumhari gaand kitni mast moti aur bhari hui hai Sujaaa. Jab bhi tum site mein aati ho tumhari moti bhari hui gaand ko hi dekhte rehta hu main. Sirf main hi nahi, sabhi labourers site ke dekhte hai aur apna lund dabate hai. Parmar bhi hamesha kehte rehta hai Suja madam ek madak maal hai. I just blushed and he asked if Parmar can also join us.
Singh: Suja tumhara permission hai toh Parmar ko bhi join karvate hai. Agar tumhe problem nahi hai toh.
Me: Blushingly asked, Par achanak se koi aa gaya toh ?
Singh: Aaj toh ab shaam ho chuki hai. Sab khana khakar so jaenge.
I just blushed and said ok. I looked down feeling shy. Singh understood and he called Parmar on his phone and put the call on speaker.
Singh: Kya kar raha hai Parmar tu?
Parmar: Kuch nahi Singh, just naha liya. Tu kya kar raha hai? Aur Suja kya kar rahi hai ?
Singh: Kuch nahi bas aise hi baithe hai. Hamara bhi nahakar ho gaya.
Parmar: Saath mein nahaya kya ?
Singh looked at me and I just blushed.
Singh: Nahi nahi. Tu aaja room mein.
Parmar said ok and disconnected the call.
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