Misc. Erotica Aniklal Ki Aneri : Virgin to Whore

[Desilover2021]

And then Aniklal uncle made it happen.  Uncle gave one last deep, powerful thrust and buried his entire thick Lund (cock)  inside my bur (cunt). His cock started throbbing and jerking violently. “Unghhhh… le… le meri kutiya… pura maal le apni chut mein! (Unghhhh… take… take my bitch… take all my full load in your cunt!)”. Hot, thick jets of his cum started shooting straight into my virgin womb. I could feel every spurt clearly — warm, sticky, and so much of it. First spurt, second, third… it kept coming like a fountain, filling my tiny pussy completely. His cock was pulsing again and again, pumping more and more semen deep inside me. I felt my womb getting flooded with his seeds. The feeling was so intense and dirty — warm liquid spreading inside my most private part, coating my inner walls, some even leaking out around his cock because my tiny bur (cunt) couldn’t hold so much.

I was overwhelmed with emotions. My body was still shivering from my own orgasm, and now feeling Uncle’s hot cum filling me made me feel so submissive, so used, and strangely satisfied. Shame hit over me like a wave — I was just a 20-year-old good girl from a respectable family, and here I was, lying under this 49-year-old uncle on a public bus, my pussy full of his sperm. But at the same time, a deep slutty pleasure was blooming inside me. His warm seeds in my womb felt so intimate, so claiming, like he had labeled me as his own. My cunt was still twitching around his cock, milking every last drop. I could feel some cum dripping down through my ass crack and thighs, making the berth sheet wet. Tears of shame and ecstasy filled my eyes, but I stayed completely silent and submissive, just breathing heavily under his heavy body.

Uncle kept his cock buried deep inside me even after he finished cumming. He was panting heavily on my neck, kissing my ear and whispering, “Bahut mast hai tu Aneri… teri bur ne mera pura maal nikaal kar pi liya… ab tu meri randi hai. (you are so delicious Aneri… your pussy milked and drank all my load… now you are my slut.)”. 

Bijender Ji added in continuation, “Ha bhai..mast chudati hai ye… maza aaya hoga tumko (Yes brother… she is so cooperative on getting fucked …you mush have enjoyed)”.

Their words made me blush even more, but I didn’t respond. I just lay there quietly, feeling his softening cock still inside my cum-filled pussy, his heavy body crushing me, and his hot breath on my skin. My heart was full of mixed feelings — guilt for cheating my values, fear of getting caught and now the fear of getting pregnant, but there was also a secret thrill that I had finally experienced a real fuck, which was so raw and vulgar as it happened in a dream only.

The bus was still running smoothly on the highway, completely unaware of what had just happened in the last row's upper berth. Uncle finally pulled his cock out slowly. A thick glob of his white cum leaked out of my stretched cunt and ran down my ass crack. I felt so dirty and used, yet so satisfied. I stayed lying on my stomach, shy and submissive, not daring to look at them.