02-04-2026, 08:34 PM
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Chapter-82:
Khurram held Tanvi's hindside split for a few seconds, and it made the cold air of the night to graze both her dirtiest pore and womanly hole like a storm helping the tornado.
Tanvi's bitten lips forced a helpless whimper as the force of the despicable old man pulled her rump-cheeks to spread as much as her soft muscles could stretch. That one action made her nether-hole to widen to it's most vulgar expansion and with that she felt her torn-chastity hole to elongate it's lips as well to expose the glimmering pink tone of her insides.
With increased horror, she saw the shock in the maid-woman's eyes and it was a firm note she read from those - the low-class maid never saw a pussy that was so reddish pink toned as her wicked smirk conveyed that very message to Tanvi.
Tanvi dreaded the way the woman looked at her exposed sex and then her eyes.
The message was clear!
Khurram's message to the worker-maid was clear as hell!!
"Do it!", Khurram grunted at the woman in a low growl that was heard as a protest against the pushing crowd.
The brutal horror of her exposure left her raw and reeling, a gut-wrenching shame.
Tanvi's head and heart burned into a chilling horror of absolute shame as she stood powerless before the staring eyes of the dirty-lowclass-maid-woman from behind and at the mercy of the wicked old man!
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"Why the hell is not the next station arriving, Oh-God!", Tanvi prayed desperately and when she saw the woman freeing one of her hands, she started shaking her head ik a silent voice begging her not to.
"Mmm...fff", Tanvi had to use the last of her energy to remain in her arch. She had to ensure the old woman in front didn't complain again.
She also had to make sure the people around her didn't notice what was happening to her.
She had to stop...THEM!
The low-class worker maid had two of her fingers inside her creaming pussy!!
With Khurram keeping her ass spread to it's widest angle, the dirty and smelling maid was easily able to slide in and out of her pussy without anything to stop her actions.
Tanvi's hips jerked hard and with hostility to the maid-woman's fingers, her head shook with teary eyes silently begging both Khurram and the woman to stop, while her body and brain tried to remain as static as it could. She heard her voice cursing inside her head, for trusting the villainous old man, for humping back against the finger-fucking her pussy received, and finally on herself...for even giving Khurram a chance to treat her for that dinner!
Whatsoever thoughts she underwent, she was completely aware that an orgasm the magnitude of a bullet-train was arriving.
For the whole day, Khurram rejected her, she was so close to having it many times for 'that' release and was thrown off...not once...so many times! With that fact bothering her torn mind, she felt the most familiar itch gaining it's momentum inside the depths of her pussy. It was time!
Tanvi's eyes closed slowly. Khurram noticed it immediately. Her hips jerked softly, as her body knew it's readiness. As the blissful moment paced to reached it's peak, Tanvi's head drifted away from where she was, whom she was with, and what could be the outcome when it happened!
She bit her lips harder again to muffle the screams, her pussy walls clamped to grip against the two dirty fingers of the maid-woman, and her lower back turned up to yet another angle of arch! She sensed her entire lower belly and bowel burning up that intensified the swell of the liquid that was building to a burst!
"Uuummmnnfff...Nnngg...nnoo", a harsh and frustrated protesting whimper came from her as her eyes opened and hips stopped it's hard jerks.
The mammoth wave that built inside her went cold within a fraction of a second. She had to shake her head a few times to clear her fogged eyes before tilting back to the man and woman who was pleasuring her to hell.
Then she noticed it. The train was coming to a stop. It was slowing down and people were pushing everyone to exit. Once again, grumbles, angry shouts, kneading, stinking sweat odour...all went up another notch but the people behind her remained where they were.
The old maid had her fingers still inside of her, but Khurram had relaxed his grip as he had to use his left hand to hold the handle and his right hand remained on her right ass-meat, not spreading it to make it obvious. People were moving out as the train came to a stop.
"You liked it, didn’t you, Tanvi?", Khurram grunted to her ear and as she took a glance behind, she saw him exchanging a nod at the low-class woman who returned a vile smile back to him.
Tanvi couldn't figure out their message but she was sure it was not going in her favor and felt the woman's fingers twirling inside her slick hole.
She heard the now familiar tussle from outside the cabin. "More people", she thought of it as good and bad. Good that she had cover of the obscenities she was engaged with, and bad that she could do nothing to prevent the inevitable.
She stood back on her feet, and took a few long breaths and gasps to bring some sanity into her head. The fingers inside her pussy was creating squishy noises...mild...but it was audible and increased her shame to an unfathomable level.
But then, the cabin started to fill up. Within no time, she got squeezed once again into the viscous crowd. However, this time something worse was in store for the helpless young mother.
To the left of her, a very feeble man came and stood, he wasn’t young but not too old either. He had a tool bag on his shoulder and with his free hand, he searched for a handle and the only one available was hers. The man silently apologised to Tanvi as he squeezed his bony fingers next to hers. The moment she felt him, both her hands withdrew as her shoulders were killing her. But it hardly lasted for a minute.
The train inched to move forward. It's heavy movements offered nothing but the only option to catch hold of the same handle where the man was holding on to.
With an audible grunt of discomfort, Tanvi used her right hand to hold it. She deliberately kept her left hand free to stop the woman from doing anything further, also she made a point to pinch or hit Khurram if he repeated the previous actions.
She was ready to stop both of them!
Train slowly changed it's pace. People who were congested inside the cabin moved along with it, with grunts, murder and of course with frustration. Four humans stood close to each other with three of them in their respective space readying to respond.
Tanvi felt the woman's fingers dragging out of her smothered pussy but not entirely, she pulled till the tips remained inside the young woman and paused.
Just as Tanvi expected, the familiar large hands of Khurram reached behind her and took hold of her ass-cheeks. She heard an approving grunt from the woman behind and the next moment, she felt her soft meat being pulled apart, again.
She was just waiting for it. Her free, left hand moved from her front to back.
Tanvi froze!
Her left hand was stuck between the frail man left to her and her hips.
She couldn't move her hand to the back!
By this time, Khurram and the older maid had already done the damage!
Her butt-cheeks were split, once again, and this time she felt it getting opened more than before and the woman's fingers dug as deep as it would lodge inside her once, married pussy.
Tanvi squirmed and her hips bucked at the double sided onslaught. She was half aware of her bad situation but not in full.
The man beside her was able to see her beautiful face contorting and it added to his wonderment. At first, he was surprised to see such a woman in the cabin filled with his level of people and then he saw her silent protests and a futile attempt to take her hand behind. He was confused yet piqued by the beauty standing beside him. He started to watch her closely.
Khurram held her ass-cheeks spread like earlier and almost more than a minute passed by making Tanvi wonder why wasn't the intruding fingers were not doing anything.
Despite the unimaginably weird situation that she was in, the enormity of the sleaze that she was engaged in made her pussy gape along with her rectal ring that was obscenely widened. The more she waited, her pussy leaked.
"Yeh kachre-wali hain kya, Saab?" (is she really a prostitute?), Tanvi heard the woman whispering to Khurram and also heard his return chuckle.
As she couldn't turn her body, she tried tilting her head to their side and was mortified at the way Khurram and the maid-woman smiled a black-hearted smirk at each other. Her face turned red with embarrassment when she noted that Khurram silently agreed to the woman that she was indeed a slut.
"Uummnnffff", Tanvi's face contorted and bit her lips when the fingers inside her pussy swayed it's dirty movements once again. Her hips bucked and her feet thrusted upward on her toes.
The man left to her saw Tanvi suddenly becoming rigid in her stance upright and also felt her body shaking and was perplexed why it happened so. His eyes closed in on Tanvi's long neck and face. He was shorter than her and his head was close to her shoulder blade. So, he had to strain his neck to check her face properly.
Khurram was in fact having trouble in keeping hold of her ass-cheeks because the train was moving faster than earlier plus the crowd got heavier and the cabin was congested worse than the last station.
The worker-woman noticed it. She was more than enthralled about the whole situation. In her life, she had encountered various types of perverts and molesters, especially in her train journey from home to work and back. She was used to get groped and fingered all this while but, it was the first time she got a chance to take the other role. Plus, the young woman was hot, looked like she was from a reputed house or even a high-class prostitute. And, she was hell bound to give the whore what her body was begging for.
The low-class woman noted it clearly, the young woman was in the zone, if not, she wouldn't have allowed herself to behave like a dirty slut, letting a man expose and finger her pussy to the open public, that too in the crowded train!
"Leave it", Tanvi heard the woman whispering to Khurram and wondered what she was referring to.
"Uuuugggh...mmmnnfff", Tanvi had no way to suppress her moans when she felt it.
Khurram left his hand on her left ass-cheek to hold the hanging holder. The moment he left that ass-cheek, the maid took hold of her rear-meat and spread it apart, matching Khurram's right hand grip.
Between both, they held Tanvi's ass open to an unhindered invitation to anyone who might look in her direction. Luckily no one did....except...
The man to her left noticed the tussle behind and heard the low whimpers and saw Tanvi's face contorting and biting her lips.
"Mmnnfff", Tanvi struggled to muffle and contain her voice as the woman behind her was worse than Khurram.
The way her left ass-cheek was spread felt more like a pinch, rather than holding it apart. It made her anal ring expand it's tiny circumference and painfully enlarge and open-up while the fingers inside her pussy were frantic, in and out, in and out, twirling it's knuckles through Tanvi's slippery pussy muscles.
This time, the man got the point. He was sure that something was going on and it was not happening in the front side of the woman that he was facing. He tilted his gaze to his right, to look at the worker-woman and Khurram next to her. He wondered why both the woman and the man were looking down instead of a normal facial expression of any normal commuter.
The man looked down...between the four bodies!
His eyes bulged with shock at what he found!
His head turned to turn forward to take another look at the woman who was now squirming her body and trying seriously hard to stop from screaming, her face was beet red and her eyes were shut, and her lips bitten.
Then he turned to look at her back again. It was a feast to his eyes. The woman who stood next to him did not belong to his class, she was so close to him, with her bare bottom exposed, spread, and was allowing a maid-woman to fuck her hole and a large man helping that lowclass maid by spreading the hot female's rump like she was a piece of worthless meat!
The more he peered down, his brain went nuts at what he was looking at. The skin was fair...too fair...the ass-meat that was exposed was too neat...too clean. The young woman's skin was golden and it shone like a yellowish glow between her torn black leggings. Her greying white panty was held by the tall man's hand.
The most carnally exciting part to his filthy brain was when he saw how Tanvi's asshole was stretched. Just below the widened rectal hole, the old maid's dark fingers went in and out like a propeller. He took one more close look at Tanvi's frozen face and took a look to her bottom, then he saw a movement at Khurram's end.
Khurram was smirking at the confused man and gave a nod towards Tanvi's now, almost upturned ass. Her lower back was arched to an extreme angle to control the suffocating action inside her pussy, and the way the worker-woman held her ass-cheek made her rectal ring expand in a way that made the man do something.
The frail worker took another look at Tanvi and found her eyes closed and lips bitten, and was clearly conveying the silent message that. she was not going to respond badly, he noted it clearly. He looked at the equally dirty maid next to him and saw her dirty and yellow toothed smile, it was the devil that helped him to make up his mind. He wasn't the one to lose an opportunity like this!
Tanvi's brain was closed, blackened and out of focus to the atmosphere around her.
There was no train, no cabin, no crowd, no one...except her pussy and it's molesters...her ass was on fire for being spread for all this while. Glute muscles were already killing her along with her legs, especially feet and calves from straining so hard to keep the stance, and finally it came down to her own pussy, the way Khurram stopped her from releasing it for the whole day took a huge toil, she felt something heavy gearing-up deep within her cavern.
The man next to her watched everything.
The large balded brown man gave his vile grin and nodded at the hot young woman's ass, the old woman gave her evil look with her aggressive finger-fuck, and the hottest young woman that he ever came close in his entire pitiful life stood like a stretched statue, lost in the world of sexual ecstasy.
The worker man knew he had to do something...he had to. The more he watched her asshole expanding and contorting like she was breathing through her rectum, and the way it was clean...no hair...and it's color tone...deep reddish purple...and next to it, her pussy...not even a single ray of pubic hair anywhere...clean like a mirror...it drove his head mad...his cock that was already erect and engorged started to pulse more blood onto it's veins.
Tanvi's hips buckled mildly when she felt something else close to her exposed holes with one of it getting drilled royally by a low-class, unknown woman. Her head remained in the blackened state and she was unaware of what the man next to her was doing, and never saw the frail worker man who was looking at her face and bottom and finally reaching a decision.
Train moved forward at full speed taking all it's contents along with it. The pace was completely unfavourable to a tormented Tanvi. It helped her body to sway and move into the rhythm set by the maid in her pussy. She felt the liquid inside her boiling up, getting ready for it's closure.
The feeble and filthy smelling man freed his right hand and looked up at Khurram and the dirty old woman for their final approval.
He was ready!
Khurram grinned and winked back, approving the woker man's request!
The smutty old man gave a conceited smirk at the worker!
Then!
"HUMM..AAH..OOOUUW!", it was a groan that made Khurram jolt up. Tanvi's free hand came up instantly and covered her mouth to stop the yelp from escaping her throat, and the effort made her choke. Her toes almost lifted up in the air to contain the pain!
The man, using his index finger, pointing it like a raw bone, without any notice of foreplay, thrusted it straight into Tanvi's half-gaping anus, and tore past her tightly clamped anal sphincter and drove into her puborectalis muscles till it's first knuckle!
Both Khurram and the worker-woman gave him an appraising grin and held the young mother by her ass-cheeks and pussy for more leverage.
Tanvi's head turned towards the man left to her with unblinking eyes that were filled with tears and silent pleading to stop what he was doing.
"Please...stop", a sob and whimper came out of her lips with tears from eyes.
The pain of anal-intrusion was so bad that white-hot pain exploded from her asshole to her spine and damaged every ounce of sanity that she held so far. Her thighs started to tremble, Khurram was able to hear her heartbeats clearly.
The dirty scoundrel next to her gave a naughty smile to Tanvi's crying face as he locked into her eyes and silently shared a message that read "I got my chance, and I am going to do whatever I wish to", making her head blink into blackness once again.
She continued to stare at him with silent pleads, she felt the pressure in her rectum increasing and she shook her head with tears falling out of her eyes begging him to 'stop'.
The next instant!
The low-class, stinking worker's grin widened as he thrusted the finger to it's second knuckle.
Every fibre of her body muscles locked itself to contain the pressure and pain. Her body snapped itself, and her eyes widened in a very odd manner, almost dropping out their sockets, yet her eyelids remained unclosed, locked into the man's eyes.
Tanvi's cheeks twisted and her lips crushed to each other to stop her from screaming.
Her lower back ricocheted into another wide-angle making her ass almost look like it was upturned. The moment the maid-woman saw it happening, she gave a sharp pinch on Tanvi's left ass-cheek that she was holding on and gave it a wobble, and then pulled wide...widest.
Tanvi jerked and jolted but her fogged eyes remained locked to the grinning wicked middle-aged man.
Khurram stayed by holding her right ass-cheek towards him and the way Tanvi responded to such depravity was making him think, and he tried his level best to stop any advancement of his erection in public. He was giving her an experience that he never planned to happen this way. When he found the low-class worker standing next to Tanvi, at first he wasn't bothered, but then when he exchanged the message, he got bold and allowed the other man to have his way with his slut...afterall, she was his own...he made the impossible happen.
Another muffled whimper came from Tanvi that made Khurram look down and he was really amused by what he saw there. Tanvi's ass was opened more than he did it to her.
Her buttocks were split literally into two pieces. One with him, and another with the older maid. Her pale pussy seemed to be of a deep red shade, her pussy lips were half-outside and with every pull of the maid-woman's three fingers (now it was three), white froth of lather came out along with her pussy lips.
It was the way her anus clamped to the man's index finger that made Khurram think of something for the future...
Khurram saw with satisfied glee when the worker man used Tanvi's rectal ring to make a firm circle over his bony finger...and he was moving his finger in and out even though the progress was slow. He wanted to move it like how the worker-woman was thrusting her fingers into her pussy, but anus was different, he couldn't move faster...but he was successful in driving that finger more than it's second knuckle.
That pain!
That searing pain of her asshole getting destroyed!
Tanvi sobbed silently and bucked where she stood, and at all cost she had to avoid her groin being opened up in front and that thought and action made it impossible for her to jerk her hips forward to avoid the double intrusion. Only thing she could do was to look at the low-class man in his eyes with a pleading message to stop what he was doing to her.
The frail dirty worker was having his time as he watched the beautiful woman at his mercy. Though it was easier for him to insert his finger in her asshole, it wasn't an easy task to pull it out. Her rectal ring had contracted over his finger like a grip that he was unable to break. He pushed and twirled it in her, using the pointed edge of his finger, he nudged and massaged her rectal walls to the best he could.
At the hole below her ruined anal-ring, things were different. The old maid was already moving her fingers in and out of her with absolute ease.
Tanvi's pussy was almost gushing with her juices and white froth was spilling out with each outward pull by the woman from behind. The older maid woman was lost in what she was witnessing. In her life, she had to surrender her chastity to many depraved men for her daily wage, it wasn't pleasant but she was in terms with her life. And, within those fateful times when she was forced to succumb to dirty activities, there were times when she was used and abused with other women as well and others also being in similar situations like hers, had to go through the sleazy sex without enjoying it.
Then came this night, the young and foreign looking woman in front, looking like an actress or someone from a reputed household, acting like a slut, a dirty whore who was willingly enjoying and responding by allowing strangers to use her sex, and now her asshole like she didn't even care where she was.
The maid-woman dazed with such thoughts and her fingers moved faster in Tanvi's pussy, pushing her, preparing her, and making sure that her own frustration got answered by the young woman in her desperation.
"Tu ek asli-maal hai-re, Madam!" (You are a real beauty, madam), Tanvi's locked eyes flicked when she heard the man whispering at her. She wasn't sure if she had to smile or shout at the bastard. She saw his pan-stained teeth as he smiled at her in a knowingly wicked way.
She had to force-close her eyes with embarrassment and also to control the pain that his finger was transpiring through her anus. It was a clear understanding that if she did any sudden moves or made some noise, people around would definitely turn to their direction, and if anyone did, it would be a scene to behold.
"A woman with her genitals exposed and spread obscenely with two men and a woman pleasuring her holes and she herself whimpering silently with her lower back thrusted back expressing her co-operation to have it their way, immersed in the carnal pleasure, like a cheap whore in heat", Tanvi tried her level best to contain the vileful and sinful pleasure pain she was enduring.
"Yeh sach mein randi hai kya?" (is she really a whore?), Tanvi heard the woman's coarse question to Khurram once again from behind and shamefully shook her head saying 'NO' to the smaller man who was looking at her with the same question in silence.
Tanvi heard an answering grunt from Khurram and turned to the other side to see what he was replying. The moment she locked her eyes with Khurram, she saw his smug grin that was aimed at the old maid and noticed his hand that held the hanging holder leaving it and moving down.
With dread and fear, Tanvi's eyes followed that hand. Her hips jerked immediately in a hard protest and a groan left her lips with a tone of 'NO' and 'STOP' but before she could make a move, Khurram brought his now free right hand to her pussy from front and slipped his long middle finger inside...joining the two fingers of the filthy old maid-woman.
"Mmmnngggh...fffmmm", Tanvi couldn't help it. Khurram's fingers were thick and long, she has experienced how it feels inside her pussy many times by now. But, having it along with two others was something beyond her pussy could handle.
Her feet lifted her body further up to stand and balance on her two toes while her lower back was held in viscous grip of the woman and Khurram, making her unable to move an inch forward or back, and from her left side, the frail man was forcefully pulling out his finger out of her rectum crating a pain that felt like a punch into her stomach.
The extreme vulgarity was not lost in her pussy, in fact, it welcomed the intrusion inside it, and also the bony finger that was separated by a thin muscle. She felt the gush...the weight of her cum that had developed inside was becoming hard to avoid.
"Fast...next station is coming", the worker maid said to both Khurram and the man next to her. And as if listening to her words, the train changed it's pace to slow down.
"Arrghh...mmm...pleeese...stop", somehow she pleaded to the stranger next to her begging him to pull out. More than the suffocation she felt in her pussy with Khurram's middle finger squeezing her g-spot and the woman punishingly pulling and pushing her fingers, it was the pain from her butt-hole that she wanted to stop, it was unbearable.
Her asshole was burning. Her rectal insides were on fire and felt like his finger was made of hot coal moving inside. He tried hard to pull and dip into her, but her anal-ring was way too tight and it created extreme pain and a sort of pleasure that she never experienced.
Tanvi took multiple gasps and tried to breathe while thinking how she pleasured herself once with her finger in her asshole, she brought that image when she was on her couch with her finger lodged in both her holes imagining Khurram and Dattu having their way with her pussy and ass.
But, nothing helped her at that moment of agonized ecstasy.
The weak looking man was crazed with his actions and the response of the high-class woman who was at his mercy. With that power vested in him, he pressed harder into her anus. When he saw her pleading, it made him furiously happy, a woman of status, or a high-priced whore, was totally succumbing to his finger. He circulated the very finger inside her filthiest hole with both the knuckles now inside her, he twirled it, he kneaded her walls against the maid woman's fingers that were pumping furiously from her pussy.
Tanvi's eyes suddenly rolled up as Khurram used his thumb to roll her engorged clit, his thick finger grinded her tiny muscle in circles. Her mouth opened to release a shriek when she felt her legs giving out as her left leg came up in reflex making her stand on a single toe of her right feet.
The woman behind her was not letting her free, she held Tanvi's left cheek to it's maximum stretch wherein Khurram maintained his grip on her right ass-cheek in his large hand with a firm grip, not letting her even a centimeter space to relax.
Worse was the man next to her, his finger had made it's damage. Her asshole was gaping with all what he did to her rectum so far. Using his index finger and thumb, he brought the grease from her pussy-hole and smothered her anal-ring while grudgingly fingering her butt-hole.
Tanvi felt it...she was about to cum...the happiness of being able to clear her pent-up cum pushed her into a delirious state. She didn't hear a child crying next to them in those moments.
The train...it was getting ready for it's next stop.
A combined look of understanding passed between Khurram, maid and the worker. It was the child's loud crying sound...
Khurram leaned down to Tanvi's ear and grunted "You want to cum, don't you, slut?"
Tanvi's eyes were still in her skull when she heard the words. Unable to open her eyes in those euphoric seconds, she groaned back "mmmm", replying to him 'YES'.
There was no Sanjoth, no Kids, no one in her head, absolutely nothing except the sensations from her pussy and asshole.
Those were the only things in her head as she whimpered back to her old man.
"Then CUM now, we are getting out in this station"
Tanvi heard Khurram's next words as if they were her final ones.Her body started jolting, hard. Her toe was killing her with the weight that it held.
As he muttered those words, his thumb pressed hard on her clit, and his middle-finger dug too deep, to it's absolute length inside her. She thought the man next to her heard Khurram's words as his own finger in her butt-hole went in deep as well...tearing past every last ounce of the barrier that her rectal ring carried.
She felt his hand holding hers where they both held on the hanging holder, it gave some comfort but the digits inside her pussy and asshole were absolutely too much for her handle.
Khurram had to hold her hips from bucking hard, but he did to avoid anyone from getting curious.
The child was crying too loudly and it almost made everyone around them groan and for Tanvi, it was a blessing in disguise. Her body recognized the end reaching, her pussy was close to that edge, any moment she was about to scream with her massive orgasm. In those confusing moments, her left hand that was free went sideways to clutch the man next to her.
With glee, when the short worker noticed it, he thought she wanted to have a feel of him, he was erect to a point that his cock was already coated with precum inside his dirty pants. Somehow he turned sideways a little where her hand was trying to clutch, and he got what he wanted. His cock got aligned to her left palm.
Tanvi's head was in a delirious state, she didn't recognize anything, she was unable to understand what she was doing. Her body shuddered and her left hand somehow found something to hold, for leverage...it was his penis!
Her eyes snapped open when she recognized her mistake. But, Khurram, the worker-woman and the man never gave her a chance to take a single breath. Her left hand caught the erection hard, as she saw her entire universe collapsing in the train. The child was wailing very loudly helping her.
Her head was shaking more as her hand gripped the frail man's penis through his pants.
Despite what went inside her head, she noted that the stinking lowlife's penis was hard, and bigger than her husband's, her fingers held tight on it.
Khurram squeezed her clit harder creating a bliss of unknown proportion into her pussy.
The maid frigged her genital-hole from behind with a hard pinch on her ass-cheek that made her squeal and it made Tanvi moan, it was a reflex, she couldn't stop anymore.
Her butt-hole was being barrelled by the man's finger with a speed that made her almost lift both her legs up.
The unstoppable release was there, she knew, one more second...
"Fucking cum, bitch", a familiar animal growl entered her ear from side.
"Badi kothi wali bani firti hain aaj, hai toh tu wahi chinnal, Randi !" (you pretend to be from a rich house, but you are just another Whore!), another sound came accompanying Khurram's voice.
"Gandi randi - ab nikaal-de apna paani - baha-de apna kachra mere ungliyon pe!" (Cum now, you dirty slut - relese your dirty water - pour your waste-liquid over my fingers, Cumm-noww!), the maid drove her fingers deep as she could push into the softness of the swollen pussy and an evil grin came on her lips when she found her fingers being gulped by the hungry pussy. That force of getting her sex punished so severely forced Tanvi's crazed head to go mad with primal ecstasy.
It was not the exposure - it was the dirty and vulgar words that the older maid called her from behind that triggered the fierce force of what she was holding it inside for a long while that churned her asshole and pussy into a single maelstorm.
The worker left to her was an uncouth person who never had a chance to interact with anyone other than his own low-class circle of people. When he felt the gorgeous looking whore gripping his shaft with her hand, he knew she was done for, and his hand behind her ass worked harder than earlier in and out of her butt-hole with a momentum that made the worker-woman like nothing.
Though it wasn't the real fact, Tanvi felt every fibre of the nerves inside vagina and rectum to feel that gruelling pace of her orgasm at the doorstep. The cries of the child were seriously helping her and the train slowing down created steel-to-steel creaking that became louder than earlier.
The moment!
"Aaahrrgggh...mmmnnffff...ehmmmm", Tanvi's hips jerked hard with severe sporadic jolts.
Finally, she erupted. Her two unknown lovers and the wicked old man carried her on their respective fingers as her shrieks went missing between the train's noise and the child's cries.
The man left to her couldn't move his finger from her anal passage as it's ring contracted over his finger.
Khurram felt her cum spilling through his finger and the worker-woman's fingers while he kept his middle-finger pressed over her ridgy g-spot and throbbing clitoris.
It was the maid-woman who did the rest of the job, as she wasn't sure why she did what she did.
The old maid continued to curse-whisper with vulgar terms into Tanvi's ears while she maintained pumping her old and filthy fingers in and out of the young whore's pussy to make sure the slut was able to release the last droplet of the sinful liquid outside.
Tanvi's mouth remained open releasing moans after moans while her entire body jolted and jerked on Khurram's strong arm and she held the man's cock in her palm as if her last breath was in line.
It was the most savage orgasm she had in her life!
But it was something new that her body and brain experienced with repulsion yet mixed with a primal ecstasy!
Khurram gave her the best and mind-blowing ones of course, pushing her out of her shell to enjoy the carnal pleasure of bodily needs. But this, the one in public, with near to hundred people around, in a moving train, with unknown strangers having their way with her, the extreme sinful actions, the extreme taboo, the risk of getting caught, and finally allowing her pussy to have it's orgasm to it's absoluteness.
Everything that was happening around her overwhelmed the poor young mother.
Tanvi didn't realize when both her legs left the floor, and it was Khurram who held her by her pussy, while her once protected sex was getting completely doused up by the woman behind. Tanvi wanted to turn back and give a kiss to the woman as her thank you note for not stopping the finger-fucking, as the worker-woman churned the final droplets of her cum liquid out of it's confines.
At the same time, Tanvi was acutely aware of the digit that was still locked inside her anus, but the fact that her body accepted and found pleasure if getting anally stimulated was a new revelation, and a second later she felt the cock in her left hand pulsing hard, sudden bolts that she clearly recognized as the man releasing his own semen which, made her eyes clamp shut along with multiple squeezes on the cock that she held. It was the only way she could say thank you to the man who did a great job in fucking her asshole.
Her hips never stopped from it's severe bucking, Tanvi just couldn't help it. She had lost the knowledge of time, as there were three things moving in her head, the two fingers churning inside her pussy, the finger that was still lodged inside her anus and the stinky short man who finished pumping out his dirty liquid in his own pants.
Tanvi's cum ran through Khurram and drenched the maid's fingers and dripped down through her thighs and even a bit to fall on the cabin floor. It wasn't the volume of her cum that mattered to Tanvi, it was the dirty and sleazy situation where her heart and head was overdriven by the panic of getting caught, being trapped in public, embarrassment had no limits but the opposite was happening at her groin. Her pussy gushed everything it could, her asshole had it's painful pleasure release, and she gave an unknown stranger an experience of his lifetime with her cheating pussy winning another trophy of deceivingly sinful pleasures.
Tanvi gasped, accompanied with a sob that turned out to be a moan. The train was slowing down, another minute or so, it was about to stop.
She opened her eyes finally and it was pointed straight to the man next to her. With a silent message of thank you between each other, Tanvi released her grip on his manhood and at the same time, he removed his finger from her butt-hole.
Her mouth opened and lips bit from the pain of her rectum being stretched through his knuckles and finally the second it came out, the pain of that ring contracting back forced her to release a cry.
The moment it happened, she felt Khurram's finger sliding out and she had to hold his arm to drop back on her feet.
Once her feet felt a good grip on the cabin floor, she tilted and turned her head sideways to give a sly nod to Khurram and a warm smile to the maid-woman behind her who had removed her fingers from the hot pussy and was wiping it on her Kurta.
Tanvi was about to yell 'STOP' and it was then she took a proper look to her front where the old woman was supposed to be. She was still seated there - but, with a repelling look in her eyes as she stared at Tanvi's green eyes.
"She knew! She saw me! Oh-God! She saw it all!!!", Tanvi heard her voice screeching inside her head as she helplessly looked at the old woman and unable to even mutter an apology.
"Chhinal" ('Useless-Slut!' - a shaming word'), the very aged woman half-shouted with a disgusting look at her and stood up to get down.
Tanvi's eyes and face fell down with an apology to the woman and she quickly pulled her kurta down to her hips. She almost slipped off her sandals as her cum was spread on both, yet with no option, she tried to maintain a stance.
The shorter, filthy and stinking worker man who she serviced had already disappeared in front and the maid-woman nudged at her navel with a pinch before walking out and whispered with a dirty twitch on her lips "Tu to badi randi nikli-re!" (you turned out to be a filthy slut, you whore!).
Khurram stayed behind her with hard-on pressed to her buttocks while walking and squeezing through the rest of the crowd who tried to get out of the cabin's confines.
Khurram held Tanvi's hindside split for a few seconds, and it made the cold air of the night to graze both her dirtiest pore and womanly hole like a storm helping the tornado.
Tanvi's bitten lips forced a helpless whimper as the force of the despicable old man pulled her rump-cheeks to spread as much as her soft muscles could stretch. That one action made her nether-hole to widen to it's most vulgar expansion and with that she felt her torn-chastity hole to elongate it's lips as well to expose the glimmering pink tone of her insides.
With increased horror, she saw the shock in the maid-woman's eyes and it was a firm note she read from those - the low-class maid never saw a pussy that was so reddish pink toned as her wicked smirk conveyed that very message to Tanvi.
Tanvi dreaded the way the woman looked at her exposed sex and then her eyes.
The message was clear!
Khurram's message to the worker-maid was clear as hell!!
"Do it!", Khurram grunted at the woman in a low growl that was heard as a protest against the pushing crowd.
The brutal horror of her exposure left her raw and reeling, a gut-wrenching shame.
Tanvi's head and heart burned into a chilling horror of absolute shame as she stood powerless before the staring eyes of the dirty-lowclass-maid-woman from behind and at the mercy of the wicked old man!
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"Why the hell is not the next station arriving, Oh-God!", Tanvi prayed desperately and when she saw the woman freeing one of her hands, she started shaking her head ik a silent voice begging her not to.
"Mmm...fff", Tanvi had to use the last of her energy to remain in her arch. She had to ensure the old woman in front didn't complain again.
She also had to make sure the people around her didn't notice what was happening to her.
She had to stop...THEM!
The low-class worker maid had two of her fingers inside her creaming pussy!!
With Khurram keeping her ass spread to it's widest angle, the dirty and smelling maid was easily able to slide in and out of her pussy without anything to stop her actions.
Tanvi's hips jerked hard and with hostility to the maid-woman's fingers, her head shook with teary eyes silently begging both Khurram and the woman to stop, while her body and brain tried to remain as static as it could. She heard her voice cursing inside her head, for trusting the villainous old man, for humping back against the finger-fucking her pussy received, and finally on herself...for even giving Khurram a chance to treat her for that dinner!
Whatsoever thoughts she underwent, she was completely aware that an orgasm the magnitude of a bullet-train was arriving.
For the whole day, Khurram rejected her, she was so close to having it many times for 'that' release and was thrown off...not once...so many times! With that fact bothering her torn mind, she felt the most familiar itch gaining it's momentum inside the depths of her pussy. It was time!
Tanvi's eyes closed slowly. Khurram noticed it immediately. Her hips jerked softly, as her body knew it's readiness. As the blissful moment paced to reached it's peak, Tanvi's head drifted away from where she was, whom she was with, and what could be the outcome when it happened!
She bit her lips harder again to muffle the screams, her pussy walls clamped to grip against the two dirty fingers of the maid-woman, and her lower back turned up to yet another angle of arch! She sensed her entire lower belly and bowel burning up that intensified the swell of the liquid that was building to a burst!
"Uuummmnnfff...Nnngg...nnoo", a harsh and frustrated protesting whimper came from her as her eyes opened and hips stopped it's hard jerks.
The mammoth wave that built inside her went cold within a fraction of a second. She had to shake her head a few times to clear her fogged eyes before tilting back to the man and woman who was pleasuring her to hell.
Then she noticed it. The train was coming to a stop. It was slowing down and people were pushing everyone to exit. Once again, grumbles, angry shouts, kneading, stinking sweat odour...all went up another notch but the people behind her remained where they were.
The old maid had her fingers still inside of her, but Khurram had relaxed his grip as he had to use his left hand to hold the handle and his right hand remained on her right ass-meat, not spreading it to make it obvious. People were moving out as the train came to a stop.
"You liked it, didn’t you, Tanvi?", Khurram grunted to her ear and as she took a glance behind, she saw him exchanging a nod at the low-class woman who returned a vile smile back to him.
Tanvi couldn't figure out their message but she was sure it was not going in her favor and felt the woman's fingers twirling inside her slick hole.
She heard the now familiar tussle from outside the cabin. "More people", she thought of it as good and bad. Good that she had cover of the obscenities she was engaged with, and bad that she could do nothing to prevent the inevitable.
She stood back on her feet, and took a few long breaths and gasps to bring some sanity into her head. The fingers inside her pussy was creating squishy noises...mild...but it was audible and increased her shame to an unfathomable level.
But then, the cabin started to fill up. Within no time, she got squeezed once again into the viscous crowd. However, this time something worse was in store for the helpless young mother.
To the left of her, a very feeble man came and stood, he wasn’t young but not too old either. He had a tool bag on his shoulder and with his free hand, he searched for a handle and the only one available was hers. The man silently apologised to Tanvi as he squeezed his bony fingers next to hers. The moment she felt him, both her hands withdrew as her shoulders were killing her. But it hardly lasted for a minute.
The train inched to move forward. It's heavy movements offered nothing but the only option to catch hold of the same handle where the man was holding on to.
With an audible grunt of discomfort, Tanvi used her right hand to hold it. She deliberately kept her left hand free to stop the woman from doing anything further, also she made a point to pinch or hit Khurram if he repeated the previous actions.
She was ready to stop both of them!
Train slowly changed it's pace. People who were congested inside the cabin moved along with it, with grunts, murder and of course with frustration. Four humans stood close to each other with three of them in their respective space readying to respond.
Tanvi felt the woman's fingers dragging out of her smothered pussy but not entirely, she pulled till the tips remained inside the young woman and paused.
Just as Tanvi expected, the familiar large hands of Khurram reached behind her and took hold of her ass-cheeks. She heard an approving grunt from the woman behind and the next moment, she felt her soft meat being pulled apart, again.
She was just waiting for it. Her free, left hand moved from her front to back.
Tanvi froze!
Her left hand was stuck between the frail man left to her and her hips.
She couldn't move her hand to the back!
By this time, Khurram and the older maid had already done the damage!
Her butt-cheeks were split, once again, and this time she felt it getting opened more than before and the woman's fingers dug as deep as it would lodge inside her once, married pussy.
Tanvi squirmed and her hips bucked at the double sided onslaught. She was half aware of her bad situation but not in full.
The man beside her was able to see her beautiful face contorting and it added to his wonderment. At first, he was surprised to see such a woman in the cabin filled with his level of people and then he saw her silent protests and a futile attempt to take her hand behind. He was confused yet piqued by the beauty standing beside him. He started to watch her closely.
Khurram held her ass-cheeks spread like earlier and almost more than a minute passed by making Tanvi wonder why wasn't the intruding fingers were not doing anything.
Despite the unimaginably weird situation that she was in, the enormity of the sleaze that she was engaged in made her pussy gape along with her rectal ring that was obscenely widened. The more she waited, her pussy leaked.
"Yeh kachre-wali hain kya, Saab?" (is she really a prostitute?), Tanvi heard the woman whispering to Khurram and also heard his return chuckle.
As she couldn't turn her body, she tried tilting her head to their side and was mortified at the way Khurram and the maid-woman smiled a black-hearted smirk at each other. Her face turned red with embarrassment when she noted that Khurram silently agreed to the woman that she was indeed a slut.
"Uummnnffff", Tanvi's face contorted and bit her lips when the fingers inside her pussy swayed it's dirty movements once again. Her hips bucked and her feet thrusted upward on her toes.
The man left to her saw Tanvi suddenly becoming rigid in her stance upright and also felt her body shaking and was perplexed why it happened so. His eyes closed in on Tanvi's long neck and face. He was shorter than her and his head was close to her shoulder blade. So, he had to strain his neck to check her face properly.
Khurram was in fact having trouble in keeping hold of her ass-cheeks because the train was moving faster than earlier plus the crowd got heavier and the cabin was congested worse than the last station.
The worker-woman noticed it. She was more than enthralled about the whole situation. In her life, she had encountered various types of perverts and molesters, especially in her train journey from home to work and back. She was used to get groped and fingered all this while but, it was the first time she got a chance to take the other role. Plus, the young woman was hot, looked like she was from a reputed house or even a high-class prostitute. And, she was hell bound to give the whore what her body was begging for.
The low-class woman noted it clearly, the young woman was in the zone, if not, she wouldn't have allowed herself to behave like a dirty slut, letting a man expose and finger her pussy to the open public, that too in the crowded train!
"Leave it", Tanvi heard the woman whispering to Khurram and wondered what she was referring to.
"Uuuugggh...mmmnnfff", Tanvi had no way to suppress her moans when she felt it.
Khurram left his hand on her left ass-cheek to hold the hanging holder. The moment he left that ass-cheek, the maid took hold of her rear-meat and spread it apart, matching Khurram's right hand grip.
Between both, they held Tanvi's ass open to an unhindered invitation to anyone who might look in her direction. Luckily no one did....except...
The man to her left noticed the tussle behind and heard the low whimpers and saw Tanvi's face contorting and biting her lips.
"Mmnnfff", Tanvi struggled to muffle and contain her voice as the woman behind her was worse than Khurram.
The way her left ass-cheek was spread felt more like a pinch, rather than holding it apart. It made her anal ring expand it's tiny circumference and painfully enlarge and open-up while the fingers inside her pussy were frantic, in and out, in and out, twirling it's knuckles through Tanvi's slippery pussy muscles.
This time, the man got the point. He was sure that something was going on and it was not happening in the front side of the woman that he was facing. He tilted his gaze to his right, to look at the worker-woman and Khurram next to her. He wondered why both the woman and the man were looking down instead of a normal facial expression of any normal commuter.
The man looked down...between the four bodies!
His eyes bulged with shock at what he found!
His head turned to turn forward to take another look at the woman who was now squirming her body and trying seriously hard to stop from screaming, her face was beet red and her eyes were shut, and her lips bitten.
Then he turned to look at her back again. It was a feast to his eyes. The woman who stood next to him did not belong to his class, she was so close to him, with her bare bottom exposed, spread, and was allowing a maid-woman to fuck her hole and a large man helping that lowclass maid by spreading the hot female's rump like she was a piece of worthless meat!
The more he peered down, his brain went nuts at what he was looking at. The skin was fair...too fair...the ass-meat that was exposed was too neat...too clean. The young woman's skin was golden and it shone like a yellowish glow between her torn black leggings. Her greying white panty was held by the tall man's hand.
The most carnally exciting part to his filthy brain was when he saw how Tanvi's asshole was stretched. Just below the widened rectal hole, the old maid's dark fingers went in and out like a propeller. He took one more close look at Tanvi's frozen face and took a look to her bottom, then he saw a movement at Khurram's end.
Khurram was smirking at the confused man and gave a nod towards Tanvi's now, almost upturned ass. Her lower back was arched to an extreme angle to control the suffocating action inside her pussy, and the way the worker-woman held her ass-cheek made her rectal ring expand in a way that made the man do something.
The frail worker took another look at Tanvi and found her eyes closed and lips bitten, and was clearly conveying the silent message that. she was not going to respond badly, he noted it clearly. He looked at the equally dirty maid next to him and saw her dirty and yellow toothed smile, it was the devil that helped him to make up his mind. He wasn't the one to lose an opportunity like this!
Tanvi's brain was closed, blackened and out of focus to the atmosphere around her.
There was no train, no cabin, no crowd, no one...except her pussy and it's molesters...her ass was on fire for being spread for all this while. Glute muscles were already killing her along with her legs, especially feet and calves from straining so hard to keep the stance, and finally it came down to her own pussy, the way Khurram stopped her from releasing it for the whole day took a huge toil, she felt something heavy gearing-up deep within her cavern.
The man next to her watched everything.
The large balded brown man gave his vile grin and nodded at the hot young woman's ass, the old woman gave her evil look with her aggressive finger-fuck, and the hottest young woman that he ever came close in his entire pitiful life stood like a stretched statue, lost in the world of sexual ecstasy.
The worker man knew he had to do something...he had to. The more he watched her asshole expanding and contorting like she was breathing through her rectum, and the way it was clean...no hair...and it's color tone...deep reddish purple...and next to it, her pussy...not even a single ray of pubic hair anywhere...clean like a mirror...it drove his head mad...his cock that was already erect and engorged started to pulse more blood onto it's veins.
Tanvi's hips buckled mildly when she felt something else close to her exposed holes with one of it getting drilled royally by a low-class, unknown woman. Her head remained in the blackened state and she was unaware of what the man next to her was doing, and never saw the frail worker man who was looking at her face and bottom and finally reaching a decision.
Train moved forward at full speed taking all it's contents along with it. The pace was completely unfavourable to a tormented Tanvi. It helped her body to sway and move into the rhythm set by the maid in her pussy. She felt the liquid inside her boiling up, getting ready for it's closure.
The feeble and filthy smelling man freed his right hand and looked up at Khurram and the dirty old woman for their final approval.
He was ready!
Khurram grinned and winked back, approving the woker man's request!
The smutty old man gave a conceited smirk at the worker!
Then!
"HUMM..AAH..OOOUUW!", it was a groan that made Khurram jolt up. Tanvi's free hand came up instantly and covered her mouth to stop the yelp from escaping her throat, and the effort made her choke. Her toes almost lifted up in the air to contain the pain!
The man, using his index finger, pointing it like a raw bone, without any notice of foreplay, thrusted it straight into Tanvi's half-gaping anus, and tore past her tightly clamped anal sphincter and drove into her puborectalis muscles till it's first knuckle!
Both Khurram and the worker-woman gave him an appraising grin and held the young mother by her ass-cheeks and pussy for more leverage.
Tanvi's head turned towards the man left to her with unblinking eyes that were filled with tears and silent pleading to stop what he was doing.
"Please...stop", a sob and whimper came out of her lips with tears from eyes.
The pain of anal-intrusion was so bad that white-hot pain exploded from her asshole to her spine and damaged every ounce of sanity that she held so far. Her thighs started to tremble, Khurram was able to hear her heartbeats clearly.
The dirty scoundrel next to her gave a naughty smile to Tanvi's crying face as he locked into her eyes and silently shared a message that read "I got my chance, and I am going to do whatever I wish to", making her head blink into blackness once again.
She continued to stare at him with silent pleads, she felt the pressure in her rectum increasing and she shook her head with tears falling out of her eyes begging him to 'stop'.
The next instant!
The low-class, stinking worker's grin widened as he thrusted the finger to it's second knuckle.
Every fibre of her body muscles locked itself to contain the pressure and pain. Her body snapped itself, and her eyes widened in a very odd manner, almost dropping out their sockets, yet her eyelids remained unclosed, locked into the man's eyes.
Tanvi's cheeks twisted and her lips crushed to each other to stop her from screaming.
Her lower back ricocheted into another wide-angle making her ass almost look like it was upturned. The moment the maid-woman saw it happening, she gave a sharp pinch on Tanvi's left ass-cheek that she was holding on and gave it a wobble, and then pulled wide...widest.
Tanvi jerked and jolted but her fogged eyes remained locked to the grinning wicked middle-aged man.
Khurram stayed by holding her right ass-cheek towards him and the way Tanvi responded to such depravity was making him think, and he tried his level best to stop any advancement of his erection in public. He was giving her an experience that he never planned to happen this way. When he found the low-class worker standing next to Tanvi, at first he wasn't bothered, but then when he exchanged the message, he got bold and allowed the other man to have his way with his slut...afterall, she was his own...he made the impossible happen.
Another muffled whimper came from Tanvi that made Khurram look down and he was really amused by what he saw there. Tanvi's ass was opened more than he did it to her.
Her buttocks were split literally into two pieces. One with him, and another with the older maid. Her pale pussy seemed to be of a deep red shade, her pussy lips were half-outside and with every pull of the maid-woman's three fingers (now it was three), white froth of lather came out along with her pussy lips.
It was the way her anus clamped to the man's index finger that made Khurram think of something for the future...
Khurram saw with satisfied glee when the worker man used Tanvi's rectal ring to make a firm circle over his bony finger...and he was moving his finger in and out even though the progress was slow. He wanted to move it like how the worker-woman was thrusting her fingers into her pussy, but anus was different, he couldn't move faster...but he was successful in driving that finger more than it's second knuckle.
That pain!
That searing pain of her asshole getting destroyed!
Tanvi sobbed silently and bucked where she stood, and at all cost she had to avoid her groin being opened up in front and that thought and action made it impossible for her to jerk her hips forward to avoid the double intrusion. Only thing she could do was to look at the low-class man in his eyes with a pleading message to stop what he was doing to her.
The frail dirty worker was having his time as he watched the beautiful woman at his mercy. Though it was easier for him to insert his finger in her asshole, it wasn't an easy task to pull it out. Her rectal ring had contracted over his finger like a grip that he was unable to break. He pushed and twirled it in her, using the pointed edge of his finger, he nudged and massaged her rectal walls to the best he could.
At the hole below her ruined anal-ring, things were different. The old maid was already moving her fingers in and out of her with absolute ease.
Tanvi's pussy was almost gushing with her juices and white froth was spilling out with each outward pull by the woman from behind. The older maid woman was lost in what she was witnessing. In her life, she had to surrender her chastity to many depraved men for her daily wage, it wasn't pleasant but she was in terms with her life. And, within those fateful times when she was forced to succumb to dirty activities, there were times when she was used and abused with other women as well and others also being in similar situations like hers, had to go through the sleazy sex without enjoying it.
Then came this night, the young and foreign looking woman in front, looking like an actress or someone from a reputed household, acting like a slut, a dirty whore who was willingly enjoying and responding by allowing strangers to use her sex, and now her asshole like she didn't even care where she was.
The maid-woman dazed with such thoughts and her fingers moved faster in Tanvi's pussy, pushing her, preparing her, and making sure that her own frustration got answered by the young woman in her desperation.
"Tu ek asli-maal hai-re, Madam!" (You are a real beauty, madam), Tanvi's locked eyes flicked when she heard the man whispering at her. She wasn't sure if she had to smile or shout at the bastard. She saw his pan-stained teeth as he smiled at her in a knowingly wicked way.
She had to force-close her eyes with embarrassment and also to control the pain that his finger was transpiring through her anus. It was a clear understanding that if she did any sudden moves or made some noise, people around would definitely turn to their direction, and if anyone did, it would be a scene to behold.
"A woman with her genitals exposed and spread obscenely with two men and a woman pleasuring her holes and she herself whimpering silently with her lower back thrusted back expressing her co-operation to have it their way, immersed in the carnal pleasure, like a cheap whore in heat", Tanvi tried her level best to contain the vileful and sinful pleasure pain she was enduring.
"Yeh sach mein randi hai kya?" (is she really a whore?), Tanvi heard the woman's coarse question to Khurram once again from behind and shamefully shook her head saying 'NO' to the smaller man who was looking at her with the same question in silence.
Tanvi heard an answering grunt from Khurram and turned to the other side to see what he was replying. The moment she locked her eyes with Khurram, she saw his smug grin that was aimed at the old maid and noticed his hand that held the hanging holder leaving it and moving down.
With dread and fear, Tanvi's eyes followed that hand. Her hips jerked immediately in a hard protest and a groan left her lips with a tone of 'NO' and 'STOP' but before she could make a move, Khurram brought his now free right hand to her pussy from front and slipped his long middle finger inside...joining the two fingers of the filthy old maid-woman.
"Mmmnngggh...fffmmm", Tanvi couldn't help it. Khurram's fingers were thick and long, she has experienced how it feels inside her pussy many times by now. But, having it along with two others was something beyond her pussy could handle.
Her feet lifted her body further up to stand and balance on her two toes while her lower back was held in viscous grip of the woman and Khurram, making her unable to move an inch forward or back, and from her left side, the frail man was forcefully pulling out his finger out of her rectum crating a pain that felt like a punch into her stomach.
The extreme vulgarity was not lost in her pussy, in fact, it welcomed the intrusion inside it, and also the bony finger that was separated by a thin muscle. She felt the gush...the weight of her cum that had developed inside was becoming hard to avoid.
"Fast...next station is coming", the worker maid said to both Khurram and the man next to her. And as if listening to her words, the train changed it's pace to slow down.
"Arrghh...mmm...pleeese...stop", somehow she pleaded to the stranger next to her begging him to pull out. More than the suffocation she felt in her pussy with Khurram's middle finger squeezing her g-spot and the woman punishingly pulling and pushing her fingers, it was the pain from her butt-hole that she wanted to stop, it was unbearable.
Her asshole was burning. Her rectal insides were on fire and felt like his finger was made of hot coal moving inside. He tried hard to pull and dip into her, but her anal-ring was way too tight and it created extreme pain and a sort of pleasure that she never experienced.
Tanvi took multiple gasps and tried to breathe while thinking how she pleasured herself once with her finger in her asshole, she brought that image when she was on her couch with her finger lodged in both her holes imagining Khurram and Dattu having their way with her pussy and ass.
But, nothing helped her at that moment of agonized ecstasy.
The weak looking man was crazed with his actions and the response of the high-class woman who was at his mercy. With that power vested in him, he pressed harder into her anus. When he saw her pleading, it made him furiously happy, a woman of status, or a high-priced whore, was totally succumbing to his finger. He circulated the very finger inside her filthiest hole with both the knuckles now inside her, he twirled it, he kneaded her walls against the maid woman's fingers that were pumping furiously from her pussy.
Tanvi's eyes suddenly rolled up as Khurram used his thumb to roll her engorged clit, his thick finger grinded her tiny muscle in circles. Her mouth opened to release a shriek when she felt her legs giving out as her left leg came up in reflex making her stand on a single toe of her right feet.
The woman behind her was not letting her free, she held Tanvi's left cheek to it's maximum stretch wherein Khurram maintained his grip on her right ass-cheek in his large hand with a firm grip, not letting her even a centimeter space to relax.
Worse was the man next to her, his finger had made it's damage. Her asshole was gaping with all what he did to her rectum so far. Using his index finger and thumb, he brought the grease from her pussy-hole and smothered her anal-ring while grudgingly fingering her butt-hole.
Tanvi felt it...she was about to cum...the happiness of being able to clear her pent-up cum pushed her into a delirious state. She didn't hear a child crying next to them in those moments.
The train...it was getting ready for it's next stop.
A combined look of understanding passed between Khurram, maid and the worker. It was the child's loud crying sound...
Khurram leaned down to Tanvi's ear and grunted "You want to cum, don't you, slut?"
Tanvi's eyes were still in her skull when she heard the words. Unable to open her eyes in those euphoric seconds, she groaned back "mmmm", replying to him 'YES'.
There was no Sanjoth, no Kids, no one in her head, absolutely nothing except the sensations from her pussy and asshole.
Those were the only things in her head as she whimpered back to her old man.
"Then CUM now, we are getting out in this station"
Tanvi heard Khurram's next words as if they were her final ones.Her body started jolting, hard. Her toe was killing her with the weight that it held.
As he muttered those words, his thumb pressed hard on her clit, and his middle-finger dug too deep, to it's absolute length inside her. She thought the man next to her heard Khurram's words as his own finger in her butt-hole went in deep as well...tearing past every last ounce of the barrier that her rectal ring carried.
She felt his hand holding hers where they both held on the hanging holder, it gave some comfort but the digits inside her pussy and asshole were absolutely too much for her handle.
Khurram had to hold her hips from bucking hard, but he did to avoid anyone from getting curious.
The child was crying too loudly and it almost made everyone around them groan and for Tanvi, it was a blessing in disguise. Her body recognized the end reaching, her pussy was close to that edge, any moment she was about to scream with her massive orgasm. In those confusing moments, her left hand that was free went sideways to clutch the man next to her.
With glee, when the short worker noticed it, he thought she wanted to have a feel of him, he was erect to a point that his cock was already coated with precum inside his dirty pants. Somehow he turned sideways a little where her hand was trying to clutch, and he got what he wanted. His cock got aligned to her left palm.
Tanvi's head was in a delirious state, she didn't recognize anything, she was unable to understand what she was doing. Her body shuddered and her left hand somehow found something to hold, for leverage...it was his penis!
Her eyes snapped open when she recognized her mistake. But, Khurram, the worker-woman and the man never gave her a chance to take a single breath. Her left hand caught the erection hard, as she saw her entire universe collapsing in the train. The child was wailing very loudly helping her.
Her head was shaking more as her hand gripped the frail man's penis through his pants.
Despite what went inside her head, she noted that the stinking lowlife's penis was hard, and bigger than her husband's, her fingers held tight on it.
Khurram squeezed her clit harder creating a bliss of unknown proportion into her pussy.
The maid frigged her genital-hole from behind with a hard pinch on her ass-cheek that made her squeal and it made Tanvi moan, it was a reflex, she couldn't stop anymore.
Her butt-hole was being barrelled by the man's finger with a speed that made her almost lift both her legs up.
The unstoppable release was there, she knew, one more second...
"Fucking cum, bitch", a familiar animal growl entered her ear from side.
"Badi kothi wali bani firti hain aaj, hai toh tu wahi chinnal, Randi !" (you pretend to be from a rich house, but you are just another Whore!), another sound came accompanying Khurram's voice.
"Gandi randi - ab nikaal-de apna paani - baha-de apna kachra mere ungliyon pe!" (Cum now, you dirty slut - relese your dirty water - pour your waste-liquid over my fingers, Cumm-noww!), the maid drove her fingers deep as she could push into the softness of the swollen pussy and an evil grin came on her lips when she found her fingers being gulped by the hungry pussy. That force of getting her sex punished so severely forced Tanvi's crazed head to go mad with primal ecstasy.
It was not the exposure - it was the dirty and vulgar words that the older maid called her from behind that triggered the fierce force of what she was holding it inside for a long while that churned her asshole and pussy into a single maelstorm.
The worker left to her was an uncouth person who never had a chance to interact with anyone other than his own low-class circle of people. When he felt the gorgeous looking whore gripping his shaft with her hand, he knew she was done for, and his hand behind her ass worked harder than earlier in and out of her butt-hole with a momentum that made the worker-woman like nothing.
Though it wasn't the real fact, Tanvi felt every fibre of the nerves inside vagina and rectum to feel that gruelling pace of her orgasm at the doorstep. The cries of the child were seriously helping her and the train slowing down created steel-to-steel creaking that became louder than earlier.
The moment!
"Aaahrrgggh...mmmnnffff...ehmmmm", Tanvi's hips jerked hard with severe sporadic jolts.
Finally, she erupted. Her two unknown lovers and the wicked old man carried her on their respective fingers as her shrieks went missing between the train's noise and the child's cries.
The man left to her couldn't move his finger from her anal passage as it's ring contracted over his finger.
Khurram felt her cum spilling through his finger and the worker-woman's fingers while he kept his middle-finger pressed over her ridgy g-spot and throbbing clitoris.
It was the maid-woman who did the rest of the job, as she wasn't sure why she did what she did.
The old maid continued to curse-whisper with vulgar terms into Tanvi's ears while she maintained pumping her old and filthy fingers in and out of the young whore's pussy to make sure the slut was able to release the last droplet of the sinful liquid outside.
Tanvi's mouth remained open releasing moans after moans while her entire body jolted and jerked on Khurram's strong arm and she held the man's cock in her palm as if her last breath was in line.
It was the most savage orgasm she had in her life!
But it was something new that her body and brain experienced with repulsion yet mixed with a primal ecstasy!
Khurram gave her the best and mind-blowing ones of course, pushing her out of her shell to enjoy the carnal pleasure of bodily needs. But this, the one in public, with near to hundred people around, in a moving train, with unknown strangers having their way with her, the extreme sinful actions, the extreme taboo, the risk of getting caught, and finally allowing her pussy to have it's orgasm to it's absoluteness.
Everything that was happening around her overwhelmed the poor young mother.
Tanvi didn't realize when both her legs left the floor, and it was Khurram who held her by her pussy, while her once protected sex was getting completely doused up by the woman behind. Tanvi wanted to turn back and give a kiss to the woman as her thank you note for not stopping the finger-fucking, as the worker-woman churned the final droplets of her cum liquid out of it's confines.
At the same time, Tanvi was acutely aware of the digit that was still locked inside her anus, but the fact that her body accepted and found pleasure if getting anally stimulated was a new revelation, and a second later she felt the cock in her left hand pulsing hard, sudden bolts that she clearly recognized as the man releasing his own semen which, made her eyes clamp shut along with multiple squeezes on the cock that she held. It was the only way she could say thank you to the man who did a great job in fucking her asshole.
Her hips never stopped from it's severe bucking, Tanvi just couldn't help it. She had lost the knowledge of time, as there were three things moving in her head, the two fingers churning inside her pussy, the finger that was still lodged inside her anus and the stinky short man who finished pumping out his dirty liquid in his own pants.
Tanvi's cum ran through Khurram and drenched the maid's fingers and dripped down through her thighs and even a bit to fall on the cabin floor. It wasn't the volume of her cum that mattered to Tanvi, it was the dirty and sleazy situation where her heart and head was overdriven by the panic of getting caught, being trapped in public, embarrassment had no limits but the opposite was happening at her groin. Her pussy gushed everything it could, her asshole had it's painful pleasure release, and she gave an unknown stranger an experience of his lifetime with her cheating pussy winning another trophy of deceivingly sinful pleasures.
Tanvi gasped, accompanied with a sob that turned out to be a moan. The train was slowing down, another minute or so, it was about to stop.
She opened her eyes finally and it was pointed straight to the man next to her. With a silent message of thank you between each other, Tanvi released her grip on his manhood and at the same time, he removed his finger from her butt-hole.
Her mouth opened and lips bit from the pain of her rectum being stretched through his knuckles and finally the second it came out, the pain of that ring contracting back forced her to release a cry.
The moment it happened, she felt Khurram's finger sliding out and she had to hold his arm to drop back on her feet.
Once her feet felt a good grip on the cabin floor, she tilted and turned her head sideways to give a sly nod to Khurram and a warm smile to the maid-woman behind her who had removed her fingers from the hot pussy and was wiping it on her Kurta.
Tanvi was about to yell 'STOP' and it was then she took a proper look to her front where the old woman was supposed to be. She was still seated there - but, with a repelling look in her eyes as she stared at Tanvi's green eyes.
"She knew! She saw me! Oh-God! She saw it all!!!", Tanvi heard her voice screeching inside her head as she helplessly looked at the old woman and unable to even mutter an apology.
"Chhinal" ('Useless-Slut!' - a shaming word'), the very aged woman half-shouted with a disgusting look at her and stood up to get down.
Tanvi's eyes and face fell down with an apology to the woman and she quickly pulled her kurta down to her hips. She almost slipped off her sandals as her cum was spread on both, yet with no option, she tried to maintain a stance.
The shorter, filthy and stinking worker man who she serviced had already disappeared in front and the maid-woman nudged at her navel with a pinch before walking out and whispered with a dirty twitch on her lips "Tu to badi randi nikli-re!" (you turned out to be a filthy slut, you whore!).
Khurram stayed behind her with hard-on pressed to her buttocks while walking and squeezing through the rest of the crowd who tried to get out of the cabin's confines.
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